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Regarding the last request, uh... Forget about that one! (I confused your theme with that of a Genshin blog I follow, sorry)
Finally!! Rephrasing because I'm an idiot. Could you write something inspired by this titkok for Gachiakuta?
The woman keeps repeating how handsome her boyfriend is. That's it.
Reader doesn't need to be Brazilian! You can leave the nationality ambiguous and just have Reader be affectionate (even overly so) :))
Sorry for the confusion again, I hope you have an amazing day/night! Xoxo
Gachiakuta: ''My Man,My Man, My Man-''
Shay: Girl I wish i could write about Genshin. Like i played it but it took so much storage in my phone,and the updates, i dropped it. But no worries,I got on the job and cooked a well seasoned fic for you.
Shout out to you @melzitlis!
You’re walking beside him and suddenly:
“You’re so handsome.”
“…You said that already.”
“I know. Still true.”
He gives you this long look like he’s trying to figure out whether you’re joking.
You are not.
The WORST part is when you say it casually under your breath.
Like it just slips out naturally.You’ll be watching him roll up his sleeves and suddenly:
“God you’re pretty.”
“…Pretty?”
Now he’s annoyed because he liked that more than “handsome.”
Enjin
Enjin eats it UP.
“Oh? Keep going.”
You absolutely do.
“That face card is insane.”
“I know.”
“Your jawline makes me sick.”
“Continue.”
This becomes his favorite hobby.
He starts dressing nicer on purpose just to hear your reactions.But sometimes you’ll say it SO sincerely that he actually gets flustered.
Especially if you cup his face gently while saying it quietly:
“You’re really beautiful, you know that?”
Now he’s staring at you like YOU’RE the dangerous one.
Gris Rubion
Gris has no idea how to respond.
“You’re handsome.”
“…Thank you.”
Five minutes later:
“You’re actually ridiculously handsome.”
“…You mentioned that already.”
But internally?
This man is malfunctioning.
Especially because you notice specific things.
“The shape of your eyes is pretty.”
“You look nice when you’re concentrating.”
“I like your hands.”
WHO ALLOWED YOU TO OBSERVE HIM THIS CLOSELY??
Rudo Surebrec (older)
Older Rudo gets embarrassed in the most lowkey way possible.
You’ll just stare at him openly.
“What?”
“You’re handsome.”
He rolls his eyes but the corners of his mouth twitch upward immediately.You saying it in public is WORSE.
He’ll be literally fixing something and hear:
“That’s my fine ass man right there.”
“…Can you behave?”
“No.”
Absolutely impossible for him to hide how much he enjoys it eventually.
Zanka Nijiku (older)
Zanka short-circuits from consistent praise.
Not because nobody compliments him because YOU sound genuinely awestruck every single time.
“You look handsome today.”
“…I’m wearing the same thing as yesterday.”
“And?”
This man starts becoming hyperaware of his appearance around you.
Fixing his posture.
Adjusting his collar.
Not for vanity.
For YOU.
Goka Nijiku
Goka loves it loudly.
“YOU THINK I’M HANDSOME?”
“Yes?”
“AGAIN.”
He starts fishing for compliments shamelessly.
Trying different hairstyles.
Different jackets.
Random poses.
And every single time you react positively he acts like he just won an award.
“You’re so pretty.”
“And YOU think I’m handsome. We both winning.”
Tamsy Caines
Tamsy initially thinks you’re teasing him.
Then he realizes:
oh no she genuinely looks at me like that.
You’ll randomly hold his face and sigh dramatically.
“It’s actually unfair how attractive you are.”
“…Unfair?”
“Yes. I’m trying to function.”
He pretends confidence but secretly LOVES how openly affectionate you are.Especially because you say it at the weirdest times.
Man literally covered in dirt and blood:
“You still look handsome.”
“…Your standards concern me.”
Bro Santa
Bro Santa cannot survive this.
You say it ONCE and he’s already blushing.
But you KEEP saying it.
Softly.
Sincerely.
Like it’s the most obvious thing in the world.
“You’re handsome.”
“…Stop looking at me like that.”
“Like what?”
“Like I hung the moon.”
Because unfortunately that’s EXACTLY how you look at him.And this poor man starts getting shy every single time you stare too long.
Delmon Gates
Delmon acts smug but becomes addicted immediately.
“You think about my face a lot, huh?”
“Yes.”
NO hesitation.
Now HE’S stunned.
You casually complimenting him while doing normal things absolutely gets to him too.
“You look good in black.”
“You smell nice.”
“Your smile is pretty.”
And suddenly he’s staring at the ceiling at 2 AM remembering it.
Follo Tunito
Follo gets SO flustered.
Because you say it so sweetly.
“You’re handsome.”
“…Thank you.”
“Like genuinely very handsome.”
He literally doesn’t know where to look afterward.Especially if you say it while fixing his hair or touching his face gently.
Congratulations.
He will remember that compliment for the next six business years.
August Stiltza
August enjoys watching you admire him.
Not arrogantly.
More like fascination.
You’ll stare openly while he’s talking and suddenly:
“…What?”
“You’re beautiful.”
That makes HIM pause.
Because handsome? Expected.
Beautiful? Different.
He definitely kisses you immediately afterward just to hide how affected he got.
Zodyl Typhon
Zodyl gets irritated.
Not because he dislikes it because it affects him too much.
“You stare too much.”
“Can you blame me?”
Disaster response.
You complimenting him repeatedly chips away at him slowly.
Especially when you say it absentmindedly instead of flirtatiously.
Like your brain just naturally arrives at: wow my boyfriend is attractive.
He acts annoyed every single time while secretly storing every compliment forever.
Jabber Wonger
Jabber becomes INSUFFERABLE.
“Oh my god you want me so bad.”
“I literally said your eyelashes are pretty.”
“EXACTLY.”
But sometimes you’ll say it while sounding genuinely lovestruck and it catches him off guard BADLY.
“You’re really handsome.”
“…Yeah?”
The quieter he answers, the more you know it hit him directly in the chest.
Bundus Begalkeit
Bundus gets awkward every single time.
Not because he dislikes praise-
he just never expects it.
You’ll look over while he’s focused on something and smile softly.
“You’re handsome.”
And this man pauses like his brain lagged.Especially because you say it with such certainty.Like there’s no room for argument.
Fu Orostor
Fu gets quieter afterward.
You compliment him so naturally that it feels deeply genuine.
hi lily!! first of all I love your blog so much, I always get excited to check if it’s been updated （＾ω＾）I especially love how you write varka !!
secondly, do you have any thoughts on what varka would be like if his partner were averse to drinking? since he’s an avid alcoholic lol
tysm!! sending love and good days your way (o^^o)
When You Don’t Drink (Varka x Reader Headcanons)
A/N: Hi anon! :) Thank you so much for the request and your kind words. This is a really interesting topic. I wanted to think about it carefully so the headcanons feel true both to Varka’s personality and to what canon actually shows us, as well as realistic for a relationship dynamic like this.
Some additional thoughts before the headcanons: while Varka clearly enjoys drinking in social settings in canon, he’s also shown to be very aware of when drinking is appropriate and when it isn’t. He offers non-alcoholic drinks when the Traveler doesn’t drink, established rules against knights drinking while on duty, and talks about the importance of restraint. So he comes across as someone who enjoys a good drink, but who is also perceptive and respectful of other people’s boundaries.
With that in mind, these headcanons try to balance both sides of that. :) Enjoy!
Tags: Fluff. Reader Does Not Drink. Alcohol Mention. Alcohol Consumption. Varka Respects Boundaries. Varka Knows His Limits. Affection.
Word count: 1297
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Pre-Relationship:
Varka enjoys social gatherings. It’s part of who he is. Celebrations with the knights, festivals filling Mondstadt’s streets, evenings at Angel’s Share where stories flow as freely as the wine. For him, drinks are tied to companionship and conversation, not escapism. They’re simply part of how he connects with people.
So when you first meet at one of these gatherings, offering you a drink is instinctive. It’s his way of welcoming you into the warmth of the moment, extending an invitation to relax and talk.
When you decline, he pauses. Not because he’s bothered, but because he genuinely hadn’t considered it. Then he accepts it immediately, easily, like it’s the most natural thing in the world.
“Not your thing?” he might ask, casual and without pressure. “That’s alright.”
If you explain that you don’t like drinking, Varka simply nods. And that’s the end of it. No pushing, no questioning why, no making it awkward. He adjusts without fanfare. The next time you meet, he’s already thought ahead, bringing you juice or tea instead.
He’s perceptive enough to understand that people have different boundaries. And he respects that instinctively, the same way he’d respect any other preference you might have. It’s just who you are, and that’s all the explanation he needs.
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Crushing Phase:
Once Varka realizes he likes you, something shifts in how he approaches these moments.
When you’re together, just the two of you, he often chooses not to drink at all. He genuinely enjoys talking to you with a clear head. He likes being fully present when you’re around, catching every detail of your expressions, hearing every word without the pleasant haze that alcohol brings.
In larger gatherings, he’ll still drink with the others. Laughing with the knights, raising glasses during toasts, fully participating in the celebration.
But if you’re nearby, he naturally keeps an eye on you. Checks in without making it obvious. Makes sure you’re comfortable, included, having a good time even without a drink in hand.
When he’s had a little alcohol, his personality becomes even more openly warm and teasing. His confidence (already strong) takes on a playful edge. He becomes bolder with compliments, more direct with his affection.
You might catch him leaning against the bar beside you, grin slightly wider than usual, eyes warm as he says: “Hey now. If you keep looking at me like that, people will think you actually like me.”
Or later in the evening, voice low and amused: “You’re the only one here not drinking… and somehow still the most intoxicating person in the room.”
He’ll laugh more freely, flirt more openly, get a little bold with the things he says.
But he never loses awareness of himself or his surroundings. If anything, he becomes more affectionate in words rather than reckless in action. The warmth is genuine, the teasing is playful, and beneath it all, there’s still that steady foundation of respect and control.
You notice, after a while, that even when he’s clearly enjoying himself, he never crosses lines. Never forgets who he is or what matters.
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Early Relationship:
When you start spending evenings together—quiet nights after long days, dinners at his place or yours—he might still ask out of habit: “Want a drink?”
But when you say no, he just shrugs and pours something non-alcoholic instead. Tea. Juice. Water. Whatever you prefer. And often, he’ll pour the same for himself without even thinking about it.
Over time, you notice he drinks less around you. Not because you demanded it. Not because you made it an issue. But because he enjoys your company more than the drink.
Being with you is what matters. The conversation, the comfortable silences, the way you laugh at his stories, the warmth of simply existing in the same space.
When you tease him about it one evening—noticing he’s chosen tea instead of his usual evening wine—he might grin and pull you close, voice warm with affection: “Why would I need wine when you’ve already got me drunk on you?”
He says it half-joking… but only half.
If Varka goes out with the knights, though, he still lets loose sometimes. Celebrating victories, marking milestones, enjoying the camaraderie that comes with shared drinks and shared stories.
And when he comes home a little tipsy, a little loose-limbed and warm, he becomes wonderfully affectionate.
If you’re still awake, he’ll find you immediately. Pull you into a hug that’s tighter than usual, kiss your temple, your cheek, your mouth.
He’ll talk more than normal, rambling happily about his evening while holding you close. His hands wander. Everywhere. Your shoulders, your waist, threading through your hair. Like he needs the contact, needs to ground himself in you after hours of noise and company.
If you’re asleep when he gets home, you’ll wake just enough to feel him slip into bed beside you. Feel his arm wrap around your waist, his chest warm against your back as he pulls you close.
You might hear him murmur something soft. “Missed you” or “Love you” or just your name, quiet and content—before sleep pulls you both under.
Even tipsy, he remains aware of your comfort and boundaries. If intimacy happens in those moments, it’s only when you’re both completely comfortable with it, when he’s still clearly himself despite the pleasant haze.
And even then, there’s an intensity to him. More vocal, more openly adoring, less filtered in expressing exactly how much he wants you, how beautiful you are, how lucky he feels.
But restraint is something he genuinely values. If you’re tired, if you’re not in the mood, if anything feels uncertain...he stops. Holds you instead. Falls asleep happy just to have you there.
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Established Relationship:
Over time, something interesting happens. His relationship with alcohol becomes more casual, less central to how he spends his time.
He still enjoys drinks at celebrations, still shares rounds with the knights at Angel’s Share, still participates fully in Mondstadt’s festivals and gatherings.
But it’s no longer something he reaches for as often. The habit shifts without either of you really noticing until one day you realize he’s choosing other things. Evening walks with you, quiet nights at home, activities that don’t revolve around taverns and toasts.
Not because you forced him to change. But because priorities shift when someone becomes truly important. The things that used to fill his social calendar start mattering less than time with you.
If the topic ever causes tension—maybe you worry he’s drinking too much at gatherings, maybe there’s a night when he comes home more drunk than tipsy and it bothers you—he doesn’t brush it off. You might argue a little. Voices might rise. Frustrations might surface.
But he listens. And he takes your feelings seriously.
Varka’s not the kind of man who would dismiss a partner’s concerns or get defensive about his choices.
If you’re worried, he wants to understand why. If something he’s doing hurts you, he wants to fix it. Not because he’s weak or easily swayed, but because relationships require consideration, adaptation, genuine care for the other person’s wellbeing.
The conversation might be difficult. You might both need time to process. But you work through it together, because that’s what matters: the communication, the willingness to meet each other halfway, the understanding that love means sometimes adjusting habits that no longer serve the relationship.
At the end of the day, the thing Varka values most is the life you’re building together. The home you share, the future you’re creating, the quiet certainty that you’ll both be there for each other through everything that comes.
Drinks come and go. Celebrations pass. Festivals end.
But you stay.
And that’s worth more than any amount of alcohol could ever be.
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A/N: Thanks for reading. I hope you enjoyed it. :) More Varka to follow soon.
I still don't like the idea of Yachiru being in fact Kenpachi's zanpakutô, but I can't prevent my brain to think about it.
I was imagining a scene taking place after the end of the story during which Nozarashi reappeared at the 11th Squad in front of Ikkaku and Yumichika (because she still has that power actually). So I needed to figure out how she would look like.
She first appears in that shape that they always knew: the powerful little girl. Then, as they ask what she really looks alike, she shows them her true form: the bloody demonic one ("Lovely!" says Yumichika). But she also has a third form: the grown-up version of the little girl.
The demonic version is huge (as tall as Kenpachi, even taller with the horns) and she has a raspy voice with which you can't say if Nozarashi is male or female (normally, you won't see her full face because she always wearing her hood). She's like Kenpachi: skinny but extremely strong. And her hair are perpetually bleeding as her eyes, and, when she's opening her mouth, blood floods too. But, surprisingly, she has quite a peaceful temper, with a good sense of humor. She speaks low and slowly.
The other version has a clear voice and she's way smaller (almost as tall as Yumichika but still smaller). She has the same temper as the tiny girl we always knew. She's still a fearless and joyful mocking bird, who likes to give nicknames to everybody, to bite, to kick, to punch, to yell, to play tricks and to have a ton of fun. :D
