#yester.au — househusband 💍

[yestrday]

— YANDERE! MALEWIFE! GENSHIN AU part one | two | three | four

⇢ alhaitham, kaveh, tighnari, cyno

introducing ! at the altar decorated by the blooming lotus flowers, your wrist is bound to your husband with a red string and a promise of togetherness. while the people dance and sing in celebration of the newlywed, his eyes are on you and you only— possessive through and through, even in parabandhana.

[ surpriseeeeeeee yea you did not expect this did you yeah neither did I. i just sat on my computer and decided to be productive. also did not include baizhu and mika for now cuz I got lazy. ]

warning ! yandere behavior, drúgging, manipulation, mentions of locking you away and múrder

— ADMONISHING INSTRUCTION. alhaitham | الهيثم

[ “sure, sure, i’ll clean up after you go. hm? i’m not being lazy at all, just enjoying my peace and quiet.”] 

⇢ my boy is living the dream life. no nosy seniors, demanding bosses, and curious co-workers. just him and his hardworking partner and the freedom to do his research at his own time. when you’re around, he tends to slack off (though he denies it) but he does his part of the chores anyway, so you don’t really have any complaints. he’d already been living the cushy life before, but now this lifestyle is more than comfortable.

⇢ he helps you out with your work when he sees you struggling, and he lets you use him as a soundboard to work out solutions. sometimes even lets you complain. keyword: sometimes. most of the time he’ll distract you with a movie or just bring you to the bed so the two of you can read a book together. unfortunately, his tolerance towards whining is very low (reminds him too much of a certain blonde), but he still loves you enough that he’s willing to let your stress out through other means.

⇢ marriage seems to have made him a bit of a romantic, though he’ll tell you that he’s stayed the same as he was when he was still your boyfriend. whenever you’re squinting at your computer screen in frustration, you’ll be caught offguard when he presses a tender kiss to your temple and sets down a mug of coffee next to you. or while you’re talking about something or another as you eat, he’ll clasp your hands in his and press a chaste kiss to each knuckle. these gestures has you blushing and stammering all the time, reverting you back to the naive student you were when you met him. this makes him a bit smug, so you often hit him in embarrassment.

⇢ he would never look down at you. marrying you means he has acknowledged you his equal, and to be fair he doesn’t really have a habit of looking down on others. however, when he sees some pesky flies fly a bit too close, he often gets too full of himself. someone trying to smooth talk you at the cafe? haitham’s not one for pda, but he’ll wrap a sturdy bicep around your waist and watch as the poor thing trembles from his gaze. 

⇢ haitham doesn’t always tell you this, but he admires you for a lot of things. but sometimes you get a bit too… irrational, and he knows that he has to be the one to bring you down sometimes. you’re not a kid, so you should know better. besides, haitham’s always been the more rational between the two of you. sometimes bordering on…heartless, but you never tell him that. you don’t have the heart to.

⇢ he’s often the decision-maker, most of the time not even asking you what you want. he says it’s not about want, he has to take the rational decision for the both of you. you’ve always been a little… dull. it’s an endearing trait, but it’s something that has to go away as you both age. he sees the hurt flash in your eyes when he tells you this, and he thinks he can make up for it with a gentle kiss between your pretty eyes. he loves you like his equal, really, but sometimes (most of the time) you need a good talking down to.

“so you’ll continue to let your brother exploit you, despite everything he’s done to you in the past?” haitham shuts his book and stares at you with a seemingly bored gaze. “you know you don’t need to give them that solicitation, right? he’s not worth it.”

“it– it’s not about him, haitham, believe me!” you plead with him. “i’m, i’m doing this for his wife, okay? she doesn’t deserve to deliver a baby in his dingy apartment with no professionals around. it’s not fair! just because my brother was a díck doesn’t mean she deserves the cold shoulder too! have some compassion for once!” he rolls his eyes and gets up, towering above some good inches. his eyes look down at you, but his hand rests heavy on your shoulder as if trying to calm you down. “it’s not about compassion, dear. it’s about being rational. once your brother sees you softening, he’ll start asking for more and more and more and well, we know what kind of person you are.” you open your mouth to retort, but he shakes his head. “you’re too soft, [y. name]. chasing around the affection of others… you don’t have to do that anymore.”

[ “this is for the both of us. i’m sure you can’t tell now, but sooner or later, you’ll thank me.” ]

— EMPYREAN REFLECTION. kaveh | کاوه

[ “you’re the — hic!— the best thing’s that ever happened to me! of– of course i’m crying! i’m not heartless!” ] 

⇢ for kaveh, your marriage was both a blessing and a cause of distress to him. a blessing, of course, because what sane man would not want to get married to you! his darling, light of his life, the one who tolerates his flaws more than any other person on teyvat! but at the same time, he can’t just let you shoulder his burdens! he can’t give you the luxury you deserve to have, you don’t deserve to be saddled with his debt, it’s– it’s just not fair!

⇢ with kaveh’s sense of aesthetics and talent for architecture, you two will have the prettiest home around! it is a must for this architect to gift you with the prettiest home you’ve ever laid eyes on. sure, he can’t give you the grandiose mansion that you deserve even with both of your savings joined, but a master architect will make the most of what he has. this is the place where he’ll make memories with you, where you’ll grow a family and your chi… children (?!??!!!!) will live. it has to be as beautiful as you.

⇢ complains like you’d never believe. he’s always been chatty, but he gets even chattier after a disagreement with a client or a run-in with a certain someone or when he hears whispers of your horrendous workplace. to anyone else, his overdramatic flair might be a bit too much to handle, but you can’t help but listen with amusement as your husband drones on and on and on and embellishing his rants with over-the-top remarks. nevertheless, in the case that you do get weary, just press a kiss on his lips— it will surely leave him an incoherent mess in no time.

⇢ a bit too eager for your praise. it’s not like people don’t praise him all the time, but it’s only your approval that he cares for. when he makes a meal that he’s proud of, he’s squirming nervously in the seat across you as he watches you take bite after bite. when he finished his part of the chores, he tends to be a bit clingy with you as he tries to fish for compliments. it’s your choice to cave in so easily or play around with him, but when you do utter a compliment, know that you’ll be left with a gooey pile of mush cuddling into you.

⇢ on the other hand, kaveh absolutely cannot handle fights with you. fighting is a normal thing between couples, but he gets so absolutely wrecked it’s unreal. your look of disappointment, the glare you gave him, the fed-up sigh when you push him away and say that you need some time away from him… they all drive him insane. he curses himself, wondering why’d he have to go and open his stupid mouth and fuck everything up. you’re not wrong, never wrong, and it should be him to take the blame. the longer the fight, the more his wellness and self-confidence cracks. it’s a common sight to see him groveling on the ground, for your forgiveness, begging for you to notice him again. the sight is so pathetic that you can’t bear to look away.

⇢ the most insecure husband to ever exist and grows even worse with every fight you two might have had in the past. anyone who approaches you has him tensing up and tightening his grip on you, but a raised brow from you has him reluctantly loosening his grip and shamefully looking away. he’s plagued with thoughts of you leaving (because why would you stay with a wreck like him?) and overthinks every friendly gesture you give towards anyone who isn’t him (is that how you smile with someone who isn’t a complete fool?). he’s a pushover and craves your love and attention the most. if you love being an asshole and having someone completely around your finger, there’s no perfect husband to get more than kaveh.

“kaveh…” you start hesitantly, brows furrowed as you put a hand on his shoulder. “kaveh… there’s really no need for you to do all this.” but despite your gentle words, it only makes kaveh flinch and bury his weeping face even more into your chest. “i’m sorry, i’m sorry, i’m sorry,” he keeps whispering with a voice ragged from the amount of apologies he’s repeated. “i won’t do it again. whatever i’ve done please just forgive me. i can’t, i can’t stand it!” he looks up at you and that pretty face of his is ruined with tears. “please come back to me. you don’t have to sleep at that inn anymore. i can’t handle you not being with me anymore.” your grip on his shoulder tightens, and your expression seems to twist between a grimace and guilt. the only reason you stayed at an inn was because you were a coward, and you couldn’t handle watching kaveh break down as he beats himself up for a mistake that you caused. this fight was your fault to begin with, but the only one ruined was the innocent one. “i… i forgive you, dear,” you hushedly whisper, with the audacity of a man who did nothing but take advantage. “i forgive you. no matter what you’ve done.” and when he brightens up and smiles so prettily, your heart squeezes in your chest as he pulls you into a kiss sweeter than you deserve.

[ “wh… what are you apologizing for…? there’s no need to look at me like that…! you can blame me all you like!” ]

— VERDANT STRIDER. tighnari | الطغنري

[ “once again, i told you not to eat your boss’ baking! no, i don’t care if they looked nice! they. are. poisonous!” ]

⇢ he’s more at ease now that he doesn’t have to tolerate idiots who think eating poisonous mushrooms recklessly count as experiments or co-workers who tell him stupid jokes all the time. it’s a less stressful environment now… at least, that’s what he thinks. so why do you keep coming home barely alive?! you’ll find tighnari fussing over you and nagging at your office’s poor working environment.

⇢you’ll have the prettiest garden in the whole neighborhood, if not the whole world! the research data he can acquire from the plants in his backyard is limited, so it’s mostly a hobby of his. of course, he doesn’t just grow whatever there! there’s tons of medicinal herbs growing there and there’s a shed you both built where he can experiment wherever he likes. whenn you’re off work, you like to idle the time away in the garden while tighnari is hard at work on another of his concoctions. simply admiring his focused face is enough to put the stress of work behind you, and you think it’d be prettier if you tucked a flower behind his ear. but you never learn, do you? he launches off to another lecture about why you shouldn’t pluck flowers thoughtlessly while you daydream about his pretty face.

⇢ please please please don’t bring him to any work parties, lest you want to see the entire world burn. he still has that dry sarcasm that you oh so love, but he’s ruthless when it comes to your boss and your more unpleasant co-workers. if any of them try to act chummy with you, he immediately raises a brow and gives them the side-eye. he combats whatever fake-ass comment they have with a dry retort, leaving you panicking and trying him to stop it. but no one stops tighnari in verbal combat, and before long he’s revealed your boss’ and co-workers' vulnerabilities and have them deflating like a balloon.

⇢ tighnari always knows how to make the perfect brew, his teas always the perfect blend of both taste and remedy. it’s too bad though, that you always fall asleep before you can manage to finish a single pot. whenever you awake from a tea-induced slumber, your body feels strangely heavy but you can’t complain about the sleep. your husband is always the first thing you see from these naps, his fluffy tail wrapped around your legs and his big eyes staring intently at your face.

⇢ whenever he mixes in the drugs in your food or tea, tighnari’s tail swishes back and forth as he begins thinking of your cute expressions while you’re half-sober. sometimes he doesn’t put the usual dose and instead just halves it, just to see you flailing to get a grip on your senses and reaching out to your oh-so-innocent husband for help. he often chastises himself for this… dirty behavior, but the devil in his mind gleefully reminds him that this counts as research. the test subject just happened to be his trusting partner for life.

⇢ tighnari isn’t above imprisonment. it’s less for the thought of protecting you and more for his personal benefit. he likes to tell himself this is strictly research, but he can’t deny the awestruck look on his face as he greedily eats up every expression of your drugged face. when you grasp onto his clothes and lean on him for support… it makes him shudder with delight. you’re so cute when your system is laced with drugs, and even cuter when you look at him like he’s your entire world. he wants you to rely on him… and in turn, he wants to abuse that over reliance.

“you look better like this,” he murmurs as he brushes your freshly bathed hair. your figure is slumped in your chair like a doll, which isn’t far from the truth from how he handles you like one. he holds you gently, like porcelain, but you don’t react. you are too knocked out from the dose he had slipped into your tea awhile ago. he leans into your face, tutting at the dark circles under your eyes. “look at this… clear neglect of your health. i keep telling you to sleep, but you never listen to me, do you?” he sighs before focusing his attention back to your hair. “you’re so stubborn sometimes, you know. i barely know what to do with you.” he spends the next few moments in silence, rubbing cream into and ointments into your face. you smell slightly of lemongrass now, thanks to the bath he’s given you. tomorrow when you wake up, you will marvel at the softness of your skin and the clearness of your mind, before you throw yourself into another week of overwork. like always. tighnari regrets giving you the sleeping drug now. maybe he should’ve added a dose of the aphrodisiac drug he’s just finished. with the way his feline eyes zero into your blissful face and the eager swaying of his tail, he can just barely hold himself back now.

[ “aaah, i’ve run out of your meds again. oh, don’t you worry, i’ll make you some more. it’s nice how your body is so… receptive to my medicine ♡” ]

— JUDICATOR OF SECRETS. cyno | κύων 

[ “... we’re married… …what? i honestly didn’t think i’d come this far.” ]

⇢while there’s no other man you could imagine to spend the rest of your life with, you’re inwardly groaning about the amount of dad jokes you have to put up with later on in life. sure, you love cyno’s goofy lil personality, but you think you can only take too many stupid jokes before you go crazy. you voice this concern to cyno, who just gives you a reassuring hand on your shoulder and says he can handle you just fine if you do. you’re not quite sure what this implies.

⇢ quite sulky, but he refuses to own up to the fact. sometimes you get a little distracted with one of the neighborhood children, start chatting up one of the kind neighbors, or meet one of your co-workers. you tend to get a little bit distracted by them, and while cyno believes that he’s not overly bothered by this, he admits that he is a little bit miffed about you not paying attention to them. he also gets pouty when work starts taking up of your time and you start to neglect him, so expect him to just shut the laptop close and demand you to eat dinner with him without rushing to get your job done. 

⇢ he used to scare the neighborhood kids away with just one look and you always had to comfort him and pat him on the back in sympathetic understanding. “maybe you’ll get them next time,” you had joked, handing him an ice cream as he sulked on the park’s bench. “one of your jokes should do the trick.” you really shouldn’t have suggested that, because after another trip to the park he stared those kids down with his same stoic expression and cracked one of the corniest jokes known to man. every kid looked at him like he was stupid. now no one takes him seriously. well, at least they like playing with him now???

⇢ overprotective, like over overprotective. he knows you can handle going outside the house on your own, and hell, he might have no qualms with your workplace. but the more you complain, the more paranoid he gets until he’s staking out the site for himself. touchy co-workers? cruel bosses? he could easily have their corpses fed to the dogs. he is a protector of justice, after all, and what is justice but not killing those who lay a hand on their partner?

⇢ it’s not very easy to just push him over the edge, but he can and has the will to lock you away. it’s the modern world, no one’s going to have it out for a salary worker slaving day in and out for a corporation, but still. he’s made plenty of enemies when he was still in the force and there’s a paranoia eating at him whenever you go out of the front door. when he does lock you away, he’s as gentle as he can be, even with the stench of blood all over him. this is all for your sake after all, and he couldn’t bear to see you hurt when he had the power of protecting you.

“cy,” you huff in exasperation, looking up from your laptop as he glares down at you from behind it. “what in the world are you talking about? they’re my co-worker, my superior. you can’t just tell me to stop talking to them. i need their help!” “what help could you possibly need from them when you have me?” he huffs back, crossing his arms. “i’m telling you. they’re dangerous. i… i just know it, okay?” “what could a retired general possibly know about handling excel sheets?” when his face falters, you sigh and shut the laptop closed. “look, i know you just want to protect me and i appreciate that, really. but come on, cy, don’t be unreasonable.” the pressed line of his lips tells you that he has something against being called that, but you press on. “the company does background checks on their employees. it’s safe, i promise.” you press a kiss on his cheek and smile at him. “sit here and calm yourself down, okay? i’ll handle dinner tonight.” he watches your back as you disappear into the kitchen, humming a bright tune that offsets the stormy look in his eyes. he could tell you all about his time in the workforce— the violations he’s made, the blood on his hands, and the enemies he’s made— but he won’t. not if it means breaking this beautiful life he’s created with you. but that’s okay, that’s fine. he’s been trained to adapt to the situation and to work with the shadows.

[ “even if you don’t have a care in the world… i’ll be right behind you. wherever. whenever.” ]

[yestrday]

do u have any more crumbs abt crazy, tiny, will scratch and bite me if provoked (kinky....) housewife scara? 🙏 LAWDDD ABOVE, ur writing is too good.

notes: anything for my babygurlll 💪💪

( jealousy, masochism <- reader, sadism <- kuni, slight blood, slight nsfw mentions, mentions of cheating, no one cjeats, possessive behavior )

"... what else do we need? fish, chicken... ah, we ran out of sichuan pepper just yesterday too... hm, i think our rice is running low too. hey, [y. name], run over to the rice section and get us some—" kuni turns to you, and a scowl etches on his features as puts his hands on his hips. "wipe that stupid look off your face, we're in the grocery."

you don't know how being in the grocery is relevant to anything, but you do kind of know about what stupid look he's talking about. maybe he's referring to the way you're slumped on the grocery cart handle, grinning widely with a hand cupping your cheek as you stare all moony-eyed at your pretty husband. straight from the house with a lilac apron on and clutching a hurriedly written grocery list, he was the perfect image of domesticity. your partner, glaring at you right now through those bewitching purple eyes and—

SLAP! "cut. that. out!" kuni growls under his voice, pulling your hair towards his height and looking all menacing like despite the red blush on his cheeks. "you're embarassing me in public!" you stop the slight moan coming from your mouth, as well as the comment to point out his hypocrisy. some onlookers look like they want to interfere, but one look at your heart eyes and blushing face makes them deter at the realization that you're both freaks.

"sorry, sorry~" you coo, bringing him into a hug and nuzzle your face into his neck. though his hands lay limp at his sides, he doesn't squirm and only buries a pout into your skin. "you're just super duper a thousand times cuter today than usual, y'know~ i couldn't help myself!"

"you said that yesterday and the day before that and everyday before that!" kuni grumbles softly. "now i'm starting to wonder if you actually mean it."

you gasp softly, pulling him away by the shoulders and looking into his eyes. "now how can you say that?"you ask, feigning hurt. "you should know how deeply and madly i'm in love with you, right? my darling cute kuni, who makes me lose all rationality whenever i stare at him..."

kuni rolls his eyes at your dramatic confession. "oh, please—"

"... [y. name]?"

an unsure voice cuts him off, and the two of you quickly glance at the wide-eyed man staring at the both of you with a grocery basket hanging off his shoulder. a spark of realization lights up in his eyes when he finally takes a better look at your face, and he grins happily at you. "[y. name]! it really is you! fancy running into you here!"

anyone talking to you should ready themselves for a beating from kuni, who already has a scowl deeply etched on his face, but you quickly step forward before things can escalate. he glances up at you, and he furrows his brow at the relatively normal demeanor you've put up. "kyle!" you grin with a tone that makes kuni bristle. "good to see you here. your girlfriend got you running errands?"

"h-how'd you know?"

you laugh. "just a hunch. from the way she's been ranting to her department about how she does all the chores anyway." you slap a hand to his shoulder. "help your girlfriend out too. sharing chores is quite a great way to bond. why, i'm actually here with my hus... band..."

your voice trails off when you see kuni staring daggers into kyle. you chuckle a bit nervously, afraid that he might materialize an actual dagger out of nowhere (he was in the habit of being a tad murderous). "well, currently not in the best of moods, but my lovely wife's here with me."

thankfully, kyle's not the brightest man, so he's quite unaware of all the homicidal thoughts running around kuni's brain as he offers a respectful bow. "hello, mr. [l. name]! i'm [y. name]'s junior. they've been a great help to me and sadie ever since we entered the company!" he offers out a hand for a good ol' shake, but kuni only sneers at it and hides behind your back. kyle is left dumbfounded, stretching his hand towards air.

"inazumans... don't shake hands," you smile as you make up a reason. you can feel kuni burying himself in your back, his sharp nails digging into your hips as a warning. you try to maintain your composure and suppress the blush on your face. "anyways, we've gotta run. kuni's still got cooking to do!"

"n-no worries, [y. name], i'll see you this monday. a-and..." kyle nervously fidgets with his basket and avoids eye contact with you. "you can come over for dinner after work with us anytime. me and sadie do owe you a lot... really. it's..." kyle's blush deepens and he bites his lip— a nervous habit you're familiar with. "... it's the least we can do."

when kyle dashes off, you and kuni finish the rest of the groceries in silence. that make syou a little nervous, especially since you were half-expecting (awaiting, more like it) for him to just pin you to the nearest wall as soon as kyle was out of the picture. you two load the groceries in your car in silence, all while you give kuni nervous side-glances.

finally settled in the driver's seat, and kuni stormily cross-armed beside you, you try to catch his eye. "kuni...?" you ask in a breathy nervous half-laughter. "what's wrong?"

hyou flinch at how much venom is in his voice and ignore how it's making you feel down there. "someone tried to ask you out in front of me!" his voice is shaking. "and you're gonna have the fucking audacity to ask me what's wrong?!"

"they're just my co-worker, kuni, i promise," you try to soothe him. "it's not like i was gonna take them up on their offer anyway. why would i, when i got y—"

"liar!" you wince as his voice shrills in your ear. "if you weren't planning to, then you should've just turned them down, right in front of me. no, you were planning to, weren't you?" he leans over and jabs a finger into your chest, glaring up at you with those sharp purple eyes. "you were planning on going with them after work, huh? then what?"

"i had no plans, kuni." you try to reach a hand out to stroke his hair, but he quickly grabs it and digs his nails into you. you stare into his eyes. "i promise."

kuni scowls, and you don't even know why you bother. once he gets into this possesisve, irrate mood, nothing can abate him till he lets all the stress out. "liar," he growls, and reaches over and pulls the handle to lay the driver's seat flat.

you fall back with a hard thump, and kuni wastes no time in straddling you in your seat and grabbing you by the collar. "you filthy, fucking liar. how dare you play around with me, your husband, huh? what the hell were you gonna do with them, anyway?! eat dinner, then what? let them fuck that slutty mouth of yours till you go stupid?" he sneers "i know how good you look doing that. i bet everyyy guy and his wife in your office is itching to get a taste of you."

oh. ohhhh. oh gosh, car play? your heart is beating a thousand miles per second, and your blush deepends as kuni's other hand digs into your torso painfully. oh archons. kuni mistakes the blush on your cheeks for something else, and his eyes become positively stormy.

"filthy bitch," he spits, digging even deeper until he draws blood. you whimper in arousal as you feel the familiar warm trickle from your torso. "what, you get off to fantasizing about your whole office fucking you?" you try to shake your head, telling him that it's him making you like this and no one else, but he swoops in to steal a kiss before you can say anything.

it's nothing like the sweet kisses you steal from him when you walk out the front door. it's feral, animalistic. he's biting on your lips till he draws blood and sucking on your tongue until your brain goes numb from the tingling. he lets out a haughty smirk as he pulls away, the trickle of drool connecting your lips till it breaks.

"thaat's better," he sighs, slumping back and getting a good look at your blissed out face. "just a little kiss and you're all fucked out for me just like this.

"just like how it should be."

[yestrday]

bro like

imagine if reader and housewife scara had a kid that looks practically exactly like one of them and yet got the personality of the other parent 💀💀💀

🍡 anon back at it again

ghiwefi i can imagine the domestic shenanigans here istg kuni's reactions would be fucking hilarious. also you get called papa once because i couldnt think of any gn parental terms

you might like: yandere! genshin malewife au ft. scara

"oh my gosh say that one more time for the camera, sweetie."

your eight-year-old flips you off from his seat, glaring at you over a bowl of cereal. his [hair color] is messy from tossing and turning in his sleep and his pouty lips are in the most bitter scowl you have ever seen adorning them. you squeal as you capture your vulgar child on camera and begin fawning over it on camera, whilst kuni karate chops him on the head.

"ow! whaddya do that for?!" he complains, covering his bump with his tiny two hands as kuni locks him with an equally deadly glare.

"you brat, you better treat your parent with more respect!" he scolds. he looks threatening, despite holding a pan with the most delicious looking waffles while donning a frilly lavender apron. "if i see you flipping someone off one more fucking time, you're losing tv privileges!"

"why not?!" the child yells indignantly as he shakes his tiny fists at his father. "you do that to them all the time?!"

"just because i do it doesn't mean you can!"

"then you're not a very good parent, are you?!"

kuni pops a vein, and he feels the most vile sentence forming on the tip of his tongue before he bites it down and sighs. "for that, i'm still cutting down your tv time by one hour." he cries out in outrage, but he ignores him and slides the waffles onto a plate. "go play outside or something.... honestly, you look like this idiot over here—" he shoots a sharp glare at you, still fawning over the picture. "— but you're too goddamn rude to be anything like him."

"maybe it's because i get it from you!" the kid says, mouth full with waffles. kuni glances at him and scoffs, lightly hitting him again on the head.

"... make that two hours."

"never say that kind of sappy shit with my face ever again."

"but dad~" your daughter whines, tugging on kuni's kimono sleeve. "i love him! can't i just buy him one box of chocolates? please?"

kuni wrinkles his nose at the notion of a mere ten-year-old falling in love, and even more so when his literal carbon copy is pulling a lovesick expression with his face. she has the sharp eyes and all, yet they look so... girlish? dreamy, when on her. something about it grates on his nerves.

"how could you possibly like a guy like him?" he scoffs, scanning the aisle for a specific brand of flour. "you said he hated you. he throws your notebooks, mocks and humiliates you, and is basically anything but a decent human being. if it weren't for [y. name], i would've gone over to that school and ripped him and whatever vile parent he has into shreds."

"but! but!" she whines. "papa says you were exactly like that before!" kuni freezes. "then he could be the one for me!"

kuni snorts and grabs a bag of flour before dropping it into the cart. "your papa was and still is an idiot. but still," a fond smile graces his lips for a second. "we're the exception. doesn't mean it can turn out well for you."

"is that a no, then?" she pouts.

kuni is silent, and she perks up and pulls him down to give him a peck on the cheek. "thanks, dad!"

"whatever," he grumbles as she runs off to the chocolate aisle, holding the kissed cheek with an embarassed blush on his face.

[yestrday]

— YANDERE! MALEWIFE GENSHIN AU part one | two | three

⇢ scaramouche, kaedehara kazuha, kamisato ayato, thoma, arataki itto, gorou, shikanoin heizou

introducing! you have exchanged sake and toasted it to kami, thus consummating your marriage for the divine to see. one cannot simply untangle the red knot that ties you together, so here’s to an everlasting between the two of you. hopefully, you can manage to hold out for a lifetime.

warning! toxic relationships, thoughts of murder, blood, biting, master-servant dynamics, degradation, threatening, petplay, some husbands reader is sane and scared others theyre just completely fucked up

— SCARAMOUCHE. kunikuzushi | 国崩

[ “archons fucking dammit, i do everything around here! get your lazy ass up now or else.” ]

⇢ no one actually knows what you were doing when you married such an ill-tempered person except for you. underneath that stormy temperate, you know well the heart that is eager to be accepted and loved, and marriage is the best way to fully give your scara the love that he deserves. he says that he’s rotten work, that you’ll regret this sooner or later, but this is a decision you made and you’re not gonna back down.

⇢ works like a robot. he wakes up at the asscrack of dawn and immediately starts sweeping the house void of dust. grows erratic when he swipes the countertop and sees even the smallest speck of dust. at the start of your marriage his cooking was clumsy, but he’s grown to cook food so good that you’re the envy of the office. when he wakes you up he’s so naggy from the moment you throw off the blankets to when you put on your suit and tie for work.

⇢ just shut him up with a kiss before you leave <3 he never seems to get used to affection, eyes growing wide and a blush covering his embarrassed features. he cusses you out of the house before slamming the door in your face, but you just know that he’s screaming into his hands behind the door. hehe. you’ll have to spoil him with his favorite food when you get home, just for being so cute.

⇢ incredibly jealous, incredibly possessive, incredibly suspicious. he has the carnal need to be given attention and if you don’t pick up that phone call at exactly 12:00 he will grow mad! you’re used to this though, and being his partner means that you have to know which buttons to push at the correct time. it’s like having a cat, except this cat is actually capable of k!lling someone and locking you away if provoked enough. luckily, you know how to take care of said cat.

⇢ clings to you whenever you two go out for dates, sending glares to whoever talks or breathes the same air as you. a co-worker of yours runs into you and starts chatting, but quickly clams up when a sinister dark aura begins to emanate from the 5’4 thing glaring behind you. “it dont bite” “YES IT FUCKIN DO”

⇢ he can’t help it! you’re just so reliable and cool, it’s easy to imagine why anyone would want you. as if being married wasn’t enough to make these idiots stay away, now scara feels like he has to get rid of them once and for all. please, for archons’ sake, calm him down. you’re the only one in the world with the capability to do so.

“i’m going to k!ll them… haha… i’m actually going to ki!l them…”

scara grips your forearms tightly, clawing your skin into ribbons and eliciting a tired sigh from you. you’ll have to wear long sleeves until they heal, which is not a good thing in this heat. “scara… we were just talking. you know i only love you–”

“shut up! shut up shut up shutupshutupshutup! i’ll k!ll you too! i’ll fucking k!ll you!” … gosh, he’s so cute when he’s both angry and on the verge of crying. his elegant hands choke you until your vision is blurry, but you can’t help the grin that spreads across your face as… feelings start to well up below.

scara falters when the mood turns significantly tenser. his hold loosens and he flops forward into your chest, burying his face into your chest to hide the blush. “... pervert.”

[ “we’re married, arent we?! why can’t they see?! what do i have to do to make them realize that?!” ]

— SCARLET LEAVES PURSUE WILD WAVES. kaedehara kazuha | 楓原万葉

[ “the wind has led me back to you, and not a single moment do i regret giving up the world for this domestic bliss.” ]

⇢ your childhood sweetheart turned husband, you would never have thought that he’d actually want to settle down for life with you. sometimes you feel a little guilty for chaining him down, trying to convince him that he can still travel the world, and he takes the greatest offense from that. he had mustered up the courage to propose and swore an eternity with you– how could he be so heartless to leave his partner behind?

⇢ he makes you feel important and loved— it is his utmost priority. in bed he presses gentle kisses on your skin, whispering love poems so sweetly it makes you embarrassed. he praises every inch of you, even your insecurities, and sometimes you have to take a step back and cry. and if you do, he’ll be there to kiss the tears away and thumb your cheeks. you deserve his worship and praise, he tells you. even when you’re at your lowest, you will always be the best thing that’s ever happened to him.

⇢ he supports your work wholeheartedly and knows how much effort you put into getting this position. he can’t do anything about you overworking himself– it’s not like you’d listen anyway– but what he can do is to make your home a paradise for you to relax in. decorated by bonsai, a relaxing scent reminiscent of a flower garden, and best of all, kazuha himself, he makes sure that all your worries melt away when you enter your house. kissing your eyelids and muttering love poems into your ear, kazuha is a haven that you don’t regret marrying.

⇢ kazuha serves as your protector that watches from afar. he’s not exactly mistrustful of you, but he’s well aware of the threats that surround you on a day-to-day basis. sometimes he wishes that you’d stay and rest with him in your little villa surrounded by friendly people, but the more crowded city has dangers lurking every corner.

⇢ this is his duty. it is what he promised the day you two lifted your sake cups to the sky and drank from it. he can’t exactly kill the man who gropes you on the train or your boss who shamelessly humiliates you after the smallest mistake. he’s not a nameless wanderer anymore, and he doesn’t have the power or money to cover up his crimes.

⇢ still, he will do something. he's cruel when interrogating your harassers, and downright malicious when it comes to people who actually dared to lay a hand on you. a few threats should do the trick, but those bold enough to pursue you will end up in him actually taking matters into his hands. although few and far between, surely his many friends (the crux is willing to do anything for their most useful ex-member) will be able to clean up after his mess.

"they were so scared of me, kazu!" you laugh joyously, grinning lopsidedly as you clutch your cold beer. "you were right— i really should stand up for myself!"

kazuha smiles as you boast about how you confronted that wicked co-worker of yours, the one who's been harassing you ever since you were made supervisor of your department. to you he was jealous, but to the more observant man he was someone who went after married people and thought bullying akin to flirting. his fingers subconsciously skirt the sharp blade of the kitchen knife.

"you're amazing, kazu." you hug him tightly from behind and press kisses on his cheek. "i knew i could count on you for advice. let's go on a vacation next month, okay?"

kazuha looks back to press a kiss on your lips and look at you with fond, upturned eyes. he subtly turns his hand to hide a light scratch. "alright then." he kisses you once more sweetly. "for now, don't drink too much. i'm still cooking."

[ “my dear doesn’t like any bloodshed, so i’ll make this quick and clean if that’s fine with you.” ]

— PILLAR OF FORTITUDE. kamisato ayato | 神里綾人

[ “welcome back, dear. dinner’s ready on the table– i’ll just finish these documents in no time.” ]

⇢ your marriage definitely caused an uproar within the higher social circles of inazuma. the ceo of the yashiro corporation marrying some no-face corporate slave? this was an absolute loss for all the families seeking to gain a portion of his riches. for ayato, however, this was an absolute win. who knew how many of them would stab him in the back the moment he lowered his guard? at least he’ll have his sweet, adoring partner forever on his side.

⇢ definitely works from home, just how he likes it. he never liked showing up to those stuffy meetings and suffocating balls. wakes up, cleans the suite, cooks edible food, and works on his documents. repeat. it’s a satisfying rhythm and lull he’ll never get bored of. he’ll let ayaka take care of any external dealings. you’re a bit worried that he’ll become a shut-in at this rate.

⇢ he’s tired, you’re both tired, and cuddling is always a must. one of ayato’s favorite moments is when you get home from work and launch yourself at his lap, grumbling into his lap about your stupid boss and co-workers. he’ll chuckle at your incoherent ramblings and stroke your hair, humming along to whatever you say. it’s nice, he thinks, having someone rely on him so intimately like this.

⇢ just because he takes care of your home doesn’t mean he’s totally subservient to you. you can feel the power dynamics unconsciously– when he tells you to not wear something, you don’t; when he orders you to stay, you freeze; when he stares at you across the room with disappointed eyes, you want to scrub every inch of your body clean of the alcohol and your co-workers’ touch, if only to appease him. but you’d never suspect it because you know your dear husband will do you no wrong.

⇢ you both know that you don’t actually need this work– he runs a multimillion mora company, after all! ayato only lets you do this to give you the illusion of autonomy, even though he can easily ruin that company with only a raise of his pinky. anything to keep his little pet happy, he’ll allow it, but you mustn’t abuse that freedom…

⇢ ayato loves you, really. he loves you so tenderly, and all he asks in advance is your obedience and loyalty. but you’re not stupid. you catch on to those small hints of possessiveness, how his grip on you when he smells perfume and alcohol tightens dangerously, and the underlying threat behind his polite warnings. you’re scared now that you realize what this whole relationship is about– that you’re merely his dog chasing after a bone.

“you’re married, aren’t you?” ayato hums sweetly into your ear, caressing your hair with his head deeply nestled on your nape. “you know it’d be a disgrace to my sister and me to have my partner running around drunk with some no-names right?”

you tremble in his lap, the heavy drumming of your heartbeat heightened by the cup of coffee you chugged down prior. caffeine and fear shoot through your veins as you try to form a clumsy smile, if to appease his sour mood a little.

ayato looks up and laughs slightly, pressing a kiss on your shaking lips and delighting in the flinch he elicits. a wet dog, he notes, silently whimpering for forgiveness in the lap of its master.

“what an ugly smile.” he pinches your cheeks and forcefully pulls on them. “i thought we already worked on that, hm?”

[ “do i have to pull on your leash at your every blunder, or have you grown too dependent on me?” ]

— PROTECTOR FROM AFAR. thoma | トーマ

[ “mmm… kitchen, check. garden, check… what are you still here for? you better hurry or you’ll be late!” ]

⇢ oh boy thoma’s gonna give childe a run for best husbando. this man can clean, cook, do laundry, and trim the garden four times a day. he likes making sure that you’ll have a beautiful and cozy home to come back to after a long day’s work. after all, this is a place only for you and him. he wants to fill this place with beautiful memories and to give you something to look forward to every day.

⇢ he’s just as sweet and gentle when you first met him, although his nagging has turned up a notch. he’s always fussing over your hair and clothes, ironing them so well to the point that you’re ashamed of even wrinkling them. although he finds your groggy eyes and bedhead adorable, he knows that people don’t think the same. he wants everyone to look at you the way he looks at you too!

⇢ snags the best deals on the market. it’s like he’s got a schedule in his brain for whatever discounts are available at the moment. he tells you to stand at the side while you blankly stare at him trying to get through the crowd of mothers and broke college students. you make sure to properly praise him when he comes back with your favorite fruit… though it’s a bit laughable to see your gentle thoma looking all beat up.

⇢ thoma is one of the tamer yanderes available, with his conscience holding him back when his protective urges become too much. he’s well-aware that you wouldn’t be able to live with yourself if he finds out that he’s hurt someone in your name. the best he can do is thinly veiled threats and tight smiles when he runs across them, but it somehow always works. the dull green boring holes into one’s soul are unsettling enough to make you run away.

⇢ he values honesty and communication in your relationship, and it hurts him more than you could ever imagine when you keep things from him. has he been lacking as a husband somehow? what could possibly make you not tell him? he usually prides himself in being calm and collected, but you’re just too dear to him to not… well, overreact. how could he ever live with himself knowing the person he loves the most is keeping secrets from him?

⇢ when ayato hears of this, he’s going to have a very hearty laugh. that, and he’s sure to start enabling these dangerous thoughts of his. thoma is a very dear friend to him, after all. it’s not fair that you continue your merry way around lecherous adulterers and jealous enemies while thoma’s mind is caving in itself. perhaps with a nudge in the right direction, he can let loose :)

“... did you have a good day at work?” the first thing you notice is how he tightly grips the broom, causing cracks in the wood. thoma’s smile, too, is unusual, with how shaky and forced it comes off.

you drop everything and hurry to cup his cheeks, closely inspecting every inch of his face. “i– i did. what happened to you? you look, i don’t know, bad. did something happen while i was gone?”

he ignores your questions and continues to stare at you. your touch falters. “are you sure? you’re not hiding anything from me?”

you are, but you don’t say anything and only deny it. thoma strains his smile further and moves to prepare dinner. the broom finally snaps in half, but he barely notices it as his thoughts continue to grow louder.

[ “... you trust me, right? you know you can tell me everything… right?” ]

— HANAMIZAKA HEROICS. arataki itto | 荒瀧一斗

[ “hahaha! look at that, house clean, garden clean. man, the gang would totes laugh at me if they saw me right now!” ]

⇢ itto did not imagine that he’d actually willingly settle into domestic life, much less he’d be doing house chores. it’s not like he can actually get a high-paying job with his limited skill set, so he has to rely on you to be the breadwinner. it hurts his manly pride, but he’s resolute in not dragging you down and paying you back with chores.

⇢ yeah, maybe he almost tore the house into two at the start, but they don’t call him arataki “the determined” itto for nothing! he learns to be gentler, to lightly hold dishes so they don’t break, to give you hugs that don’t cave your entire ribcage in. shinobu is the one you should be grateful for (though itto would pout and whine if he heard that). she’s gracious enough to check on your husband whenever you’re not home and scold him for the things he’s doing wrong. itto, after all, is a brother to her, and you’re part of this family too. she just wants both of you to be happy.

⇢ gets lonely very easily. once he’s done with the chores he goes out to play with the kids and hang out with the gang, but that’s just not enough for him anymore. he’s counting down the hours until you get home, and the others tease him for that as well. he gets mad when they do, but it’s true. he’s a lovesick man who’s waiting for his partner to come home so he can jump on you and hug you so that you’ll never go.

⇢ very, very possessive. can’t blame him, this is an oni we’re talking about. he’s always been like this even when you were dating, but you feel like it’s gotten worse since you married. even the slightest whiff of another’s cologne has him baring his fangs and jumping you so he can cover up the scent with his. in this sort of situation you’ve learned not to deny him because even you don’t know what happens when you go against those mad, glowing eyes.

⇢ he can be easily provoked. he doesn’t like it when people test your relationship and would never believe you to be capable of doing him wrong. you could be cheating on him (please don’t) and he’d adamantly deny it. when someone tries to test your marriage or even mock you, he’s quick to pounce on them and get into a fistfight. you have to stop him before he actually kills the guy.

⇢ he’s been taught to be more careful with his superhuman strength, but there are still days when he slips up. days when you don’t pay him attention, when you spend too long typing out emails or giggling at your messages, or when he feels like he hasn’t seen you in days. his gentle hugs get tighter and tighter, and the smile on his face seems to intimidate you as he stretches them out to bare his fangs. like an unconscious attempt to intimidate you into giving him what he wants.

“... where have you been, babe?” itto whines into your shoulder as he hugs you from behind. his tall figure wholly encases your remarkably smaller body as you prepare dinner, making it hard to move.

“itto,” you try to console him, but he doesn’t budge. “itto. please. i have to move if you want to eat tonight.”

“i don’t care about that,” he grumbles, and a pained gasp escapes you when you feel his fangs break your skin. you’re used to his love bites, but today he marks your skin with an unusual ferociousness and a lack of care for your wellbeing.

“if you could be with me all the time, every second of the day,” he whispers against your bruises. “then that’d be more than fine.”

[ “sh- shit. i didn’t mean to hurt you!” ]

— CANINE WARRIOR. gorou | ゴロー

[ “stop laughing! if you keep laughing at my bentos i won’t give you any food to eat!” ]

⇢ coming home to gorou is absolutely delightful because you can see from the window his droopy ears perking up when he hears you pulling into the driveway. his tail is wagging up a storm when he literally slams the door wide open just to welcome you, and his grin so wide that his little fang pokes out. he always looks like he wants to hug you, but he seems to be holding himself back in an attempt to be cool. you have to force him into a hug because he’s just so gosh darn cute yet stubborn.

⇢ he’s a good listener, humming along as you rant about your boss or rave about the newest anime. when in doubt, you know that you can always rely on gorou. he offers you advice and speaks up about your mistakes. in turn, he also listens to your complaints about him and tries to resolve his flaws. as long as you are cooperative, communication is not a problem in the relationship.

⇢ gorou may seem reliable, but he’s still very much awkward when it comes to this domestic lifestyle. he’s been trained for battle, so his ears perk up at the slightest noise or he overreacts at your small injuries. his bento boxes are a bit… you could tell he put his heart into it, but the bento art of the cat’s awkward grin and the deflating egg souffle shaped into a duck seems so pathetic that it’s cute. you have to hide your laughter as you pat him for a job well done.

⇢ true to his puppy nature, gorou is overeager for any affection. truth be told, he liked it better when you weren’t working, when you’d dedicate all your time to him. but it’s okay! he understands you need to work for both of you to live!! he compensates for lost time by slipping under your shirt and feeling the warmth of your bare skin against his, the fluffy tail curling around your leg and pulling you in so possessively that you won’t have to go. 

⇢ he knows it’s bad, this feeling of jealousy whenever he waits outside your office. he has more rationality than the other yanderes, but when you hug a co-worker goodbye or when they sling their arm around you, gorou wants nothing more than to tear their hand off and pin you to the ground so he can make his mark all over you right in front of their faces. when you and your co-worker approach him, gorou retains his facade of a bright-eyed yet reliable husband… but something feels off.

⇢he’s soft, like super. he‘s not one to kill, but he still has a lot of pent-up frustrations about your co-workers. he wants to tell you to stop looking at them, to keep your distance, but he knows that’s wrong. it’s not like him to be so controlling. he wants to communicate these to you, but he’s so afraid of how disgusted you might be. you’re equals, how dare he try to take control of your life! the only way he knows how he can is through his touch, to beg for your forgiveness in bed and to make up for his sins by pleasing you.

“i’m sorry, i’m so so sorry,” he whimpers, ears drooping as he continues to bite more marks on your skin. sinner that he is, making blemishes of what was once a pure canvas. just below the v-neck of your suit your entire torso is covered in purples and blacks, all of his making.

you gently soothe his hair, rubbing his ears and nibbling along their edge too. something is obviously bothering him and you can only offer your body to be the target of his frustrations.

guilt twists his guts when he sees how dark your body is already. still, the satisfaction of him marking what is his curls his tail tighter around your thigh. if anyone else had seen your bare body they would have called the cops on him already. the thought makes him gnash his teeth together and provoke him into biting deeper than he'd ever before.

you laugh drily, the loss of blood making your head spin. it’s so cute, how he begs for forgiveness while he continues committing his atrocities. it’s even cuter how his eyes darkened when your co-worker kept draping himself all over you. you grin as gorou laps up your blood and relish in the after-burn.

[ “you’re too good for me… i- i don’t deserve you at all.” ]

— ANALYTICAL HARMONY. shikanoin heizou | 鹿野院平蔵

[ “man, your boss is a jerk. want me to talk to him for you? no? your loss.” ]

⇢ sometimes you wonder if marrying him was worth all the excess headaches he gave you. he’s good around the house, good with his hands (you’d know), but damn if his choice of food was questionable enough. he just slides fried chicken in front of you and you stare at it blankly. “it’s 5 am in the morning.” “everything tastes good fried.” “istg heizou im gonna beat the shit outta you”

⇢ the type to clown you after you come home to work. why the hell are your eyebags so heavy? did he not just press that suit for you the night prior? he is absolutely not kissing you with how dry your lips are. if only you had the energy to whack him over the head with your briefcase. unfortunately, you might just faint any minute and he’s already taken your briefcase away.

⇢ hypes you up whenever you’re complaining. he knows exactly what crappy bosses and crappier coworkers are like. even a seasoned detective like him who only works on commission now can understand the pain of dealing with troublesome clients. occasionally suggests you to make plant some sneaky rumors about them and you typically laugh them off as jokes. the smile on his face suggests that it is in fact not a joke.

⇢ he’s extremely unsettling at times. sometimes when you come home he quickly rushes over to greet you with a hug. you hug him back, but it goes on for too long that you try to squirm out of his grasp only for him to hug you even tighter. he then proceeds to make an eerily accurate list of the things you’ve done today, down to the minutest detail. when he pulls away he smiles innocently at you, uncaring of how shaken you are to the core. you can say it’s his way of warning you :)) not that you’ll ever do him wrong, right?

⇢ heizou is an expert in gaslighting and guilt-tripping, years of experience under his belt. when you forget about a promise or an important event, heizou is quick to be disappointed with you. cue the heavy sighs as you’re about to break down from the stress from work and his dejected gaze. oh no he’s fine, carry on whatever you’re doing! you scurry after him, begging him to let you make it up to him. he wants to laugh so badly; he’s not even upset, he just really likes seeing you cry because of him.

⇢makes it clear that he’s the superior one in the house, both in intellect and physicality. he adores seeing you stupefied, flooding your brain with information that’s basic to him but incomprehensible to you. you nod along mindlessly and he chuckles as he pats your head. you’re so stupid it’s cute <3 he’s not one for brute force either, but he could just easily pin you down if you try to shy away from him, and enjoys the sight of your tears while at it

“heizou, i’m sorry,” you babble as you wipe away the fat tears from your face. you don’t know how you started groveling on the ground, only that it felt right. heizou stares down at you with pure disappointment.

“you promised.” 

“i know, i know,” you sniffle. clasping your hands together, you inch towards him, begging to be forgiven. “please, please i won’t do this again.”

… archons, heizou will never inflate your ego with it, but you’re so darn cute like this. he ruffles with a frustrated groan and reaches out a hand towards you. “you always say that,” he scolds you. “but you’re lucky i love you so much.”

[ “if only you kept your mouth shut instead of promising things you’ll never give, you’d be perfect.” ]

[yestrday]

Idk if it’s just because I’m TREMENDOUSLY down bad for the malewives, but whenever I read a segment about them getting jealous I kinda just want to be really gentle, reassuring, and over all sweet to them (picture just cupping their face and giving them cute little pecks while you calm them down <333)

The boys don’t like that some other girls perfume is on me and are wondering why it was on there in the first place? I completely understand their concerns. One of my friends had gone to me crying for advice on a fight she had with her girlfriend, and I just had to soothe her + give her some relationship advice and gush to her about my lovely husband afterwards!

They are worried I’m becoming more distant due to my work? The boys think that I’m not being affectionate enough? I can’t believe I’ve done such a horrible thing without noticing! I’ll call in a sick day at once and plan a cozy date just for two of us to relax and cuddle and I’ll talk to them about ways I could show them even more affection and ask them what they prefer!

My dearest husband thinks I’m working too long and that he thinks I’m forgetting about him for someone at work? I’m horrified I didn’t see how he felt sooner! I’ll immediately talk about slightly cutting back my long hours, and I’ll even get up early before work to leave him little sticky notes that confess my love for him! I’ll text him on my short breaks and I’ll call on my lunch break too!

I’m just such a massive simp I can’t help but want to be “gentle and caringly earnest spouse” who would 100% gush about them to all my friend and co-workers <33 (This is just a brain rot / rant! Def not a request lol)

ah <3<;3 they are your husband after all! your ever devoted, ever loving, ever faithful husband! it's common sense that you have to treat them with the same praise and fervor that they do to you!

venti's pouting about how you're working overtime? he's laying back dramatically on the couch, whining with practiced dramatic effect about how cruel you are for leaving your poor hubby with no one to share these cold nights. you watch him with crossed arms and an amused smile, knowing exactly what game he's playing at. yet you still come to him and hug him from behind, peppering his squishy cheeks with kisses and soft apologies. venti giggles at you, and grins widely when your touches go lower.

thoma doesn't look right these days, with how you keep drinking out with your clients. you always go home buzzed and reeking of other people, and although he tries to hide it, your dining utensils have been slightly bent, haven't they? when he comes home from a grocery trip, you surprise him with dinner, dressed in his frilly apron. the dullness in his eyes washes away, and with a pleasant gasp he rushes into your arms and start sniffling about how much he misses you.

the servants have been telling you that xingqiu's been in a snappy mood ever since you left for your business trip. when you open the door to his study, you can see the briefest surprise flit across his face before he adopts a mask of indifference. ah, so he's going to ignore you, huh? well, no matter. you sidle up to him and say your apologies, whispering about how you've missed him terribly so. that you couldn't eat properly knowing you left your dear husband alone. he's still refusing to acknowledge you, huffing behind his book, but you can see his eyes crinkle into a smile.

anyway! what's the point of marriage if you two won't devote yourselves to each other? nothing else matters, does it? why should work stop you from showering your sweet husband from the love that he so deserves?

[yestrday]

is there ever a soft side to your yandere ayato? are there moments when he treats his darling as more of an actual lover compared to a pet? and is he ever vulnerable with them? :o

did i make him that horrible? i thought the whole 'treat you as a pet' thing was kinda hot. maybe my audience isn't really into that... well, i do understand lol yanderes are meant to love you

hybrid sawshark! ayato isn't one to bow to humans, but he acknowledges the changes you've had on his life. while he does get a kick out of bullying whenever he teaches you, he makes it clear that he likes to pamper you. his competitors are fluffy-tailed dogs and soft-eared mammals. his denticles might not be very pleasing to pet, but he still puts a bit of an effort to make you like him. the others think it's to irk them, especially with the sly smile he sends their way after he successfully woos you over, but thoma knows that it's probably because he's a bit insecure about his lack of... fluffiness.

academy! ayato doesn't put much effort at all. there's a clear power imbalance between the two of you, and he treats you more like a trophy rather than a lover. he showers you with lots and lots of gifts, but as a way to shackle you to him. he does get his soft moments though— laced fingers as you walk through the entertainment district, fond gazes as you focus on your homework, and delicate fingers tucking your hair behind your ear as you fall asleep on said homework. he does get soft, but he never makes it shown to you because he's afraid he might lose the control in this imbalance.

househusband! ayato is a lot more comfortable with you. your marriage isn't arranged or forced; you willingly took him as your husband. so he has a bit more solace and is more willing to open up around you. when none of his yandere tendencies are trigered, you two have a disgustingly normal and domestic life. think: giggling while he twirls you to the music on the tv, hugging you from behind as you cook breakfast, taking you on romantic candlelight dinners because he can, casually flirting with you out of nowhere just so he can see you flustered.

[yestrday]

I really want to fluster both housewife! and Academy! Scara 🥰🥰🥰

(I love his toothpaste like color palette and his mischievous face his face in the reveal)

academy! scara and housewife! scara are two alternate universes... but here i put them so they'd be in the same timeline... just for the fantasy of having two scaras by my side &lt;3

you might like: yan! academy scara hcs, yan! housewife! scara hcs

( mentions of murder, mentions of cheating )

"n– no way..."

the little one wearing an elegant uniform stares at the scene in unabashed horror, slowly backing away from the horror in front of him. this can't be... it shouldn't be... how in the world could he have done this to himself!

he hits the couch and he falls back into it, but his shaking eyes still look at them with both fury and fear.

with a shaky, accusing finger, the student scara points up at the culprits, who still curiously stare at him:

"why am i the housewife?!"

you answer with a shit-eating grin, bringing your equally appalled kuni closer to you.

"the real question is: why not?"

the tea lays untouched on the coffee table as the two kunis glare at each other in a tense silence. you sit in the middle, grinning nervously as you sip from your own cup.

this is exactly your dream come true, literally. just the night before you dreamt of how you met kuni back in school, and how you wished to see that inexperienced cutie again. it never occurred to you that your wish would actually come true... but now you know that kuni would never get along with himself.

"love..." you try coaxing your partner. the younger one's scowl deepens at the corny nickname. "come on, at least try to get along with him for the time being. it's just you, but younger–!"

"that doesn't fucking mean i have to get along with this brat!"

"who the fuck are you calling a brat?!"

you sigh once more as yelling and bickering ensues between the two of them.

"why is he here anyway?" kuni huffs, taking a seat next to you and huddling closer. he doesn't miss the way scara's eyes flash when he drapes himself all over you, and smiles smugly in victory. he turns to look up at your nervous face and narrows his brows. "hey. you look like you know something."

you try to look away from his probing eyes, but kuni pouts and grabs your cheeks to turn you back to him. "hey. tell. me!"

"mmm... well, i might have wished it...?"

the two widen their eyes, but scara covers up his shock with a bit more disgust as he inches farther away from you. "... pervert."

kuni looks a bit more heartbroken than his younger counterpart. and... a bit more... oh. you know this look. "you... wished? you wished for another me...?" ugh... you'd really like it he didn't do this in front of the younger scara, who looks absolutely lost about what's happening. you wanted to look cool in front of him, dammit! "am i not enough for you? huh?" he starts shaking you by the shoulder, already sitting on your lap and looking manic. "do you think i don't satisfy you anymore?!"

"kuni... kuni, please, you know i love you..."

"then why—!"

SLAM! you jolt as scara slams his teacup against the table. he hovers over the both of you with the glare you were so familiar with back in school. "this is pathetic." he nearly spits, lips curling in spite at his counterpart. "this needy... pathetic thing is supposed to be me? when i worked my ass off so i wouldn't be overshadowed by my sisters? and now..." his purple eyes turn to you, absolutely seething.

"i'm depending on the fucking charity student?"

kuni pulls away from you, standing face to face with scara. while the two are having a stare-off, you're just completely lost in your own fantasies. two kunis... standing over you... wow he hasn't grown an inch over the years... but two kunis.

"if you hate it so much then why don't you leave."

scara sneers right back. "oh i could if i would. but i need to go back to my time and the one who brought me here is the peasant."

"i'm going to fucking kill you."

"oh let's see how well that's going to go for you, future me."

before your pretty wife and his younger self could actually try and kill each other, you step in before things could get hotter worse. "that's... that's enough alright? we'll try to send younger you back to his time. i'm sure he has tons of studying to get back to..."

kuni glares at you. "we? you brought this upon yourself! have fun playing around with some other man, cheater!" he turns to leave, but you grab him by the arm and pull him closer to you.

"oh come on baby," you whine, fingering his tiny waist as you pout. "it was just a little fantasy of mine. two kunis by my side, y'know? that's how much i love you!"

kuni blushes as you shower kisses on his neck and cheek, trying to push you away while he's cherry red. "p-pervert! not– not in front of me—!"

speaking of his younger self... you turn to scara, who is staring the both of you with the same wide-eyed blush your wife is wearing. when his nervous eyes catch yours, he tries to scowl, but it's clear that he's just as embarrassed and needy as his counterpart.

"little kuni~ ♡" you coo, mischievous smirk painting your features already. "do you want to join in?"

steam seems to blow out of his ears as he's taken aback by such a shameless invitation. "wh– why would i want that?! w-weirdo!"

"oh come on!" you laugh. you flop down on the couch with your needy partner seated on one knee and grin up at scara. "i knew of your cute little crush ever since we were first-years, y'know?"

"you did?!"

both versions seem even more flustered than before, if that was possible. you give a lighthearted laugh before bringing scara on your lap and to your chest. you brush their identical purple bangs and press a kiss on their lips.

what a delight. two identical kunis looking up at you all teary-eyed and weak from a single kiss. you really are a pervert, doing this to your pretty little wife.

"you're the same person, aren't you?" you grin. "so this won't count as cheating, right~?"

[yestrday]

Um... For scientific purposes... Will Yan!Housewife Scaramouche be flustered when he caught you checking him out?

um. duh? this is the tsundere housewife-- he's got the blush, the absolute will to beat the shit out of you, and the insults. man can't handle the minimum amount of affection from you without getting all mushy.

scara's just an absolute joy to look at, especially while he's focused on what he's doing. right now you're helping him out with the laundry, hanging up the freshly washed beddings on the wire. (if you weren't around he'd have to get a stool just to hang them. you have a picture.) he's scrubbing the remaining laundry clean on the side and... archons, he's just so <3

sweat dripping from his head, staining his thin shirt and clinging to his porcelain skin, anyone who peeked over the fence would have seen such an inviting sight. the thought makes you jealous, but it also certainly excites you. how you'd like to embarass your pretty little wife in front of your perverted neighbors...

scara finally huffs out a satisfied sigh after scrubbing out a rather stubborn stain and looks up... only to meet your darkened gaze and smug grin. oh this motherfucker... scara can feel his cheeks blush bright and he glares up at you.

"what the hell are you looking at, pervert!" he throws the brush your way and you laugh loudly as you dodge. "start hanging those sheets!"

"i'm done, i'm done," you croon, drawing dangerously near to your enticing husband. "hey, shouldn't i have a reward for a job well done?"

"a reward?" he scoffs. "this is your duty as someone living in this house!"

"oh come on," you pout. slinging your arm around his tiny waist, you snuggle into his neck while he protests about how he's sweaty and wet. "that's part of the charm, scara. you look soooo cute right now <3"

he positions his hand to smack you up the head, before thinking twice and slowly resting his hand. he averts his gaze as he tugs on his thin shirt, blushing like an inexperienced schoolgirl.

"f-fine, only this once," he mumbles. "just because you're only looking at me."

"of course i'll only look at you," you smile cheekily at him and press a sweet kiss on his lips. "there's no one in this world as pretty and dutiful a housewife as you."

he melts in your hands at the adoring praise. you dig in.

[yestrday]

Are there times where housewife!Scaramouche and reader just have soft moments with each other? Like things doesn't matter and they're just holding each other in silence?

of course there is! you wouldn't have been able to convince scara to marry you if he didn't connect with you on a deep, emotional level! bonus points: you're the only one in the world who will ever see him like this!

your husband is a... troubled man, and more often than not he'll get nightmares from his past. it's obvious in the eyebags and his red-rimmed eyes that he hasn't gotten much sleep. silently, you'll take over his chores and cook breakfast for the two of you. sliding him a steaming mug of milk, you kiss his temple and sidle up at his side on the couch. your breaths come out— yours slow and steady, his shaky and shorted— but they come out nonetheless. it's a grateful reminder for you and especially for him.

on other days you're typing away on your keyboard, desperate to send in your project proposal before the deadline. it's well into the night, 11 probably, and you've gotta submit this before midnight. dimly lit by the golden glow of your lampshade and the burning light of your laptop, you tap tap tap away with increasing desperation.

you barely register the shuffling of the bedsheets behind you, the light pained gasps from under the blanket, till scara shoots up straight with scarcely a scream. it does startle you, and your reading glasses slip off when you hurriedly turn to check on scara. he's pale, barely breathing, and when you lock eyes with him there is a small and silent plea.

fuck the deadline.

you gently close your laptop and slip under the sheets with him, hugging his pale and clammy figure close to you. he buries his head into your chest, choked-out sobs barely there. it's pathetic it's pathetic it'spathetic, screams his mind at him as you stroke his head. you pepper kisses on his hair, saying otherwise.

you hug him close, till his painful sobs ease and give away to deep, shallow breathing. you let yourself close your eyes and drift off to sleep with him.

the next morning scara nags at you for missing the deadline, and you laugh sheepishly as you get your body out of bed. no one brings up what happened last night, but he does slide you a plate of your favorite breakfast.

today you kiss him even more gently than you ever did, and scara kisses back, affectionate eyes turned up into a silent thank you.

[yestrday]

I know Housewife! and Academy!Scaras are diffrent universes but how did Academy!Scara became housewife!scara in the 2 bbgirls Scaramouche fic?

My HC is Reader and him are in a relationship but Reader went away for awhile for some reason and Scara just missed them so much that he started being really protective and a bit affectionate towards Reader after they came back lol

the housewification process only begins if reader takes the lead. otherwise, scara would completely dominate your life, forcing you into a life of lavish riches and luxuries while you're (literally) chained to his hand.

a darling that doesn't push him away despite all his atrocities, is genuine and actually cares for him, makes him melt into a puddle of confused mush. his conflicted feelings— his pride and prejudice against the entire world, his want to be loved and held— tear him apart. he's in a mess, but one look at your smile makes his feelings clear: you are the one thing he cannot live without.

so yeah, what if his grades are falling? what if he no longer shows up at family dinners? fine, whatever, he'll help you with that homework. he'll manipulate and even kill if you want that position in the competition so bad. he'll do anything to make you succeed, because that's how completely devoted he is to you. and at the end of it all, he'll slip a ring on you and be there to support you. because if there's one thing he's completely sure of in his entire life, it's that you'd never break his trust.

call it out of character, but how else would you make a housewife out of scara unless you've broken him in?

[yestrday]

wait ok now with kuni knowing how his future self will turn out, how does he act around darling when he goes back to his own time?

personally i like to think hes just as awful

when kuni— well, scara— comes back, he becomes much more awful. you don't know it was possible, but he managed to do it. it's not like he's bashing your head against any solid platform whenever he feels like it, but his words are crueler and more personal. like he's blaming you for something. belittling you for every single thing and making sure to rub it in your face that he's far more superior in every possible way.

it doesn't help that he blushes too much whenever he's being mean to you.

your other suitors tell you to not go near him again, and you've caught wind of people confronting scara. nevertheless, he's still relentless in his attacks towards you.

you don't mind, though. you're not a masochist (at least, you think so), but you think it's scara's cute when he hisses at you like a feral kitty.

you think about how cuter he would be if you pulled him around on a leash.

[yestrday]

I've seen you mention a few times how universes such as the academy and hybrid are, essentially, "reincarnations" of the Canon genshin universe and I just want to say i find that really intriguing!! :D I dont think I've ever seen another author refer to an alternate universe as a reincarnated one so it was really cool to find out about and read upon!!

though, that leaves me with some questions.. if you don't mind! if in your story-telling, the aus you write about are reincarnations, do any of the characters have thoughts or astray memories that relate to other timelines? this doesn't have to be canon to your current aus but more of a "what-if" type of question? (does that make sense) and im rly only curious because I was binging on some of ur drabbles and in one of them u were talking about how the twins in the academy au don't actually know the feeling of being separated as they would in the canon genshin timeline, but you mention that even the thought of them being separated leaves them uneasy. was that possibly a little Easter egg to the canon universe? or was that just to express their close relationship and im looking too far into this haha ;; but that just made me curious if any of the other characters have thoughts similar to that? :)

REGARDLESS, I really like how you refer to some of your aus as reincarnations opposed to separate realities. although it may not affect the actual story, it makes thinking about it in retrospect a lot more interesting!! so I applaud u for ur creativity and originality on that!! :DD

hehe i'm happy you caught on to my little easter eggs that i sprinkle throught my aus! here's a little bit more of em for fun's sake:

hybrid! thoma and hybrid! ayato's master-servant relationship

hybrid! scara's small bird form alludes to him being a weak lifeform

househusband! venti can still use anemo, but no one else can

househusband! bennett still has his dads and does commissions

hh! diluc's generation of ragnivindirs still retain their noble status

and more!

in the househusband au, they're all reincarnations of themselves, save for the archons. you can see it in how venti can still use anemo and calls you a 'mortal.' visions are relics of the past, but the elemental powers are still present in the world.

the academy au stands on its own, at least, for now. it's a shoujo-esque setting i put together for funsies, although it still retains most of teyvat's characteristics save for the powers. edit: it's also another reincarnation oops, but the archons are also reincarnated

the hybrid au also stands on its own, though more fantastical. it's a dystopian society, really, and all of teyvat are biased against the hybrids. the reader's father plays an integral part in this system and in the lore (which is to be revealed in the geo part coming soon!)

[yestrday]

Your househusband! Scaramouche is funny as hell. Just...reader and their little gremlin 💜. It kinda makes it funnier when reader doesn't seem sane themselves 💀. It's giving crazy x crazy, but one crazy has the braincells in the relationship and they just think their beloved is so cute when he's on the verge of stabbing someone. 'Looks like a cinnamon roll but would actually kill you' with the 'looks like they could kill you, would actually kill you'

BRO THATS EXACTLY WHAT I WAS GOING FOR

I've always imagined scara's darling to be like... super into them (projecting hehe) and they're FULLY aware this man is super unhinged and for them it just adds to the cuteness. scara could have, like, a knife to their throat and they'd be grinning like a lunatic.

scara: who was that guy you were with?? are you cheating on me? imgonnakillthemthenyouthenmyself

reader: please dont

reader, inwardly: im gonna fuck him

[yestrday]

I bet housewife!Scaramouche also comforts reader when they get nightmares or just bad days in general...

he hesitates to put his arm around you, afraid that he might squeeze too tight or just be a hindrance. after five minutes of internal debate, he just sighs in defeat and slides down the wall next to you. you sob and cry into your knees, while he shares your pain in silence. he's not the best at this, but archons be damned is he trying so hard.

[yestrday]

my wife scara who hates me

HES SO. HES SO GRRRRR. like hes obviously pouty and clingy but he could very obviously knock you out. is this what they call a moe gap? it is. hes so cute and hot. idk the malewife agenda within him is very real

[yestrday]

I really like Housewife!Bennett, hes really cute lmao

housewife bennet is an absolute sunshine to be around, so long as he's not having another of his crippling insecurity breakdowns. he's a little too eager for your praise, but whatever. you signed up for this the moment you married him