╰ Heatwave's a homewrecker cuz how did it manages to get your boyfriends jealous .
Var!Genshin men x fem!Reader — a reverse harem .
Art Creds: the Goat Eriimyon on twt !
A cryo vision would have been ideal now.
Nothing hurts more in this heatwave than seeing you get picky with who you interact with. Standing feets away from your boyfriends, who as hot as they are, had a not very cold vision that would not make the heat easier to endure.
And honestly, Diluc might be hallucinating because of the sunburn he's getting on his head, but he refuses to believe that you're cuddling his brother right now—especially when it used to be him before thid summer, and Varka's endless demands of wine followed with venti's distractingly drunken mumbles failed to attract the bartender's attention, the beach bar far too full of alcohol to convince the drunkards to take a break—how can one even handle drinking alcohol under this annoying heat?
Zhongli pretended he didn't mind it—but your lack of attention did slightly bother him cup of Osmanthus wine close to his lips and eyes glancing at Diluc's glare, though he couldn't blame the man for being envious at this moment.
"Lyney do a magic trick and give us cryo visions," Gaming proposed, head slamming against the round table.
Said magician sighed. "It pains me to say it, but it won't work." His shoulders slumped, fingers twirling his cards while he longingly looked in your direction.
"Well, There's surely a solution alchemy can giv—" Albedo begun before getting abruptly cut off by Varka's booming laugh.
"Hah! C'mon it's not that serious, she'll come back sooner than y'all can even say 'dandelion wine'." He reasoned, eyes going over everyone around the table before staring back at his now emptied glass of dandelion wine. Of course, it was easy for him to talk since you weren't avoiding him—stupid anemo vision.
Itto sighed. "Man, don't think 'm gonna last any longer like this." While eyeing Kazuha and Heizou discuss next to you—how he wished he could be there instead. "Some men are drowning while others are thirsty." He looked up at the sky in despair. "Why did I have to get a geo vision! Archons!"
Clearing his throat, said Archon looked away.
Well, that 'dandelion wine' sure got said multiples times by Venti and still no sign of your return was seen.
It's fine, they'll wait until winter—then we'll see if a cryo vision really is usefull during snowstorms.
Idk the thoughts of them fighting because of a weather they can't control seems pretty funny, give Itto five mins before he gives up and heat you even more.
╰ ꉂ Imagine telling Lohen that you're stronger than him just so he could pin you down and prove you wrong...but it turns against you instead ?
"I'm stronger than you anyway!" You argued, looking straight at him—while giggling to yourself inside.
Obviously you weren't stronger than him—that was a fat lie. You just wanted to see your boyfriend show you how easily he could handle you and pin you down in one flick of his wrist...just the thought made you shudder in excitement.
But that still managed to catch his attention as he now was looking at you, cheeks propped up by his fist, a knowing smile evident on his face. "Hm? Oh really?"
You puffed your chest proudly, the back of your knees close to the sofa in his office—you smiled when you noticed him approaching you, fully prepared to be pinned and pushed on the couch with no efforts by the vice-captain.
"Punch me then."
...what???
"W—wait what ?!" You panicked, his steps stopping as he was now infront of you, hands open in the t-pose. Already awaiting your blow. "Let's test that strength of yours hm?" He said with a smug look on his face—oh, how badly you wanted to wipe it clean off his face.
That literally wasn't what you expected. But of course, you should've known that your boyfriend would never make you happy and fall into your trick—with his unpredictable thinking, he completely countered your advance!
"What is wrong with you, I won't punch you?!"
He hummed. "Weird, I did remember a certain bunny whining about how much stronger she was than me just earlier. "He shrugged, his lips slightly quirking up at the side. "Unlesssss that was just all a lie—"
You furiously blushed, your own plan going against you you couldn't accept it, so if he wanted a punch, then he'd have it—your hands closed, knuckles turning white due to how hard you were squeezing them, embarrassment evident you attempted to throw a punch at him.
Attempted.
It didn't take a lot for the vice-captain to easily catch it before twisting it behind your back—a painedgroan leaving your mouth, front now facing said couch with your other hand against on the back of the sofa, his however, were holding your wrist against your back while the other was behind your head.
"Talk about being stronger huh?"
He added to the already embarrasing situation—for you—the obnoxiously loud pop of his blubble gum resonating in your ear in shame. "Got what you wanted? Naughty girl." He huffed in amusement.
"I—what're you talking about?" Your nervously asked, though you wondered if you really wanted to know.
"Oh, I'm talking about your ways to get me to recreate a scene you fantasize about." He popped another bubble, looking at your bent over body with his thumb and pointer finger under his chin in a thinking position. "In what book was this scene in again? The one where the guys pins and 'punishes' the girl because she was slacking."
You felt his finger snake over your spine—causing you to shiver at the feeling. "Or the one where he teases her until she begs him to fuck her right there—hm, I wonder."
Your eyes widenned when you realized that he was quoting two scenes from your book and you couldn't take it anymore, you stepped on his shoe to hopefully shut him up, earning a low chuckle from him. "Can't you shut up for the love of God!" You blushed, upset about this whole situation and how it turned against you.
He made sure to tease you a bit more, his hips rolling against yours before finally letting you go, completely ignoring the whimper you let out because of him. "Just telling you that I know 'bout those cultural book you keep under the bed babe." He plopped back against his office chair, watching you dust yourself with a smug look on his face. "Turns out they're not very cultural huh?" He chuckled.
"Just ask next time instead of attempting a petty tactic."
Your already red cheeks turning crimson, now embarrassed that he knew about your oh-so-cultural book you got from yae's publishing house.
"Shut the fuck up idiot." You turned around. "There's culture in it."
Humming, he quickly retorted. "If you consider p in v as culture then sure. The chapter's nsfw warnings are bigger than the chapter itself bun—"
The pillow collided with his face, shutting his nonsense up as you left without a word as your blush worsened. His laugh echoing outside of his office.
You needed to find a better hiding spot right now.
╰ ⓘ And the most inseffurable e-dater duo goes to ! ⸺
Imagine e-dater Denki . . .
E-dating Denki would be one of the best and worst expetiences ever—worst because Denki's friendgroup hated seeing you two online because the only thing the two of you would ever do is spam red hearts in the chat.
Targetting and teaming is annoying yes—but you two were already the description of irritating so what's the deal? Each round, the first one to die would always be Great explosion...murder something—one of your pika's friend who always keeps complaining about you two.
Completely ignoring his curses as you gave his sheriff gun to Pika—then having a petty 1v1 while everyone was dead—both of you being max level because of you guys shenanigans.
It didn't stop there, because you guys would also match outfits—basic—team in jujutsu shenanigans and since you guys decided roblox wasn't enough, you'd also play minecraft. A little house just for the two of you in your server.
He'd find ways to spend money on you, giving you nitro, sending you robux or vbux. It was nothing for him—he only had to work overtime and ask his friends for plus—it was worth it when you would tell him that you loved him and spammed hearts in your discord chat.
Don't mind his heavy breathing during video calls, he's just appreciating you ♡
Though, you,can't help but think that It would be funny if he knew that you were katsuki's little sister. Really hilarious.
╰ ⌗ Nightdreams of author: Hear me out, Lohen and Diluc's rivalry and competitivity making it harder for you to stay sane, and make it yandere too .
During the day, Lohen was tormenting you. At night, Diluc was overworking you—both because they didn't want you to spend time with the other—you didn't know your place anymore because everywhere felt like being in enemy territory.
You felt like you were pulled by both sides. your body full of bruises and scratches because of Lohen's intense training, forcing you, a civilian without any vision, to defend yourself against anything dangerous that could move—or not—while he was just watching you while chewing gum.
"V-vice captain, I can't anymore!" You cried out, collapsing on the ground due to your cramps, panting heavily.
He scoffed, as if your injuries were nothing more than the process of your training, like an idiotic pathetic rabbit. "If you really couldn't, then you wouldn't spend time with that man," he easily answered, eyes looking for more enemies around. "So get up. We're not finished bun."
Diluc was mature, and knew that bickering with Lohen was useless and not worth his time. But he just couldn't deal with a knight of the favonius take you away from him. But with both of them having both romantic feelings toward you and rheir hate for each other, it was clear that this wouldn't end until you were in a relationship with one of them—or not.
So, the only solution Diluc had when he saw you starting to ignore him, or the occasional startles whenever he approached you—while you talked with Lohen with ease (ignoring that it was because of his doing), was taking care of you too.
Though Diluc's way was much more exhausting—his way consisted of overworking you at the tavern, his dearest employee, not letting you leave until every table shined and the glasses were bright. Because of that, you didn't have time to go see Lohen, which he was very glad about. Even if it resulted to you collapsing on the counter because of your fatigue.
"Master Diluc, may I ask for a break, please?" You made sure to be polite despite the eyebags forming and your legs unable to keep you up.
He smiled at you. "Ah, you look very tired my dear. How about I escort you back with me? It will be easier for you to wake up if you spend the night over." His voice was so soothing—mostly because you were too tired to noticed how full of mischief it was—and you just nodded, far too tired to deny. Exactly what was supposed to happen.
But you ignored his plan, instead, feeling guilty for ignoring your own boss when he was always kind to you, he even ordered Adelinde to put incense in his guest room, so you weren't surprised you fell asleep immediately.
Maybe, if you explained it to him, then Lohen wouldn't make you crazy...
Well absolutely the fuck not because you would wake up in the middle of the night with Lohen soft tapping against the window of the guest room, his expression full of venom while he twirled his dagger with his finger. The branch he sat up say too fragile for his weight—but he visibly didn't care.
After crying yourself to sleep, you woke up and ate breakfast with Diluc. Except you knocked out and overslept right after.
No need to know that some kind of sleeping pills was in the pancakes you ate.
When you woke up, you couldn't get up or speak. Too mentally exhausted, your legs were too sore and couldn't even support your weight—which would be useless because the mischievous scarlet haired man locked the door anyway. And why would you even get up, working or just staying there, they'd both still find a way to break your mind anyway.
ꉂ ⌗ This heat is KILLING me so here's some kiribaku refreshment. . .
You hated your greedy self.
Maybe if you had been content with just one boyfriend, you wouldn't be in this situation—but who are you kidding, you're not really that bothered by it.
But the huge beefy arms holding you from both sides did not help you with this deadly heat, your boyfriends, refusing to move even if you three were all sweating despite the fan turned on.
"Get off—!" You groaned, squirming against Katsuki's back and accidentally hitting kiri's leg, before giving up and sighing. "It's too hot for this!"
"Then stop flopping everywhere damnit." He grunted, his head craddling your shoulder, completely ignoring your complaints, your tank top long since full of sweat while both of them were shirtless.
"But you're too comfy babe," kiri smiled before hugging you even closer. "Might never let go actually—"
His chest now touching yours and hands caressing your arms, you couldn't deal with the heat and your clingy lover right now. Katsuki not even helping the case as his hands let out tiny sparkles due to his sweat—you could tell he was being carefull with it though.
"Might as well explose me, dying because of the sun isn't any better." You sighed, finally giving up, your tank top now sticking to Eijirou's.
"Hm, no."
At his disappointing answer, you looked back at the redhead—visibly confused when you could see him thinking, the gears in his head turning. "Now what are you thinking about."
"You actually. If you're that bothered by the heat then why not take a cold shower together?" He suggested, not even waiting for an answer before sitting up and pulling your ankles. "To the shower we go princess!"
Both walking to the bathroom with you looked at katsuki standing up and looking for clothes y'all could wear without dying by the heat.
╰ ⌗ Nightdreams of author: Masochist Lohen I see you.
Lohen who LOVES his vampire s/o—her inhumane traits, her highly developed hearing, her teleportation skills—but his favorite would always be her sharp fangs.
The pain they give him when she bites his neck to feed on him—might be the best moment of the day honestly. He'd just sit there, with you perched on his lap, fangs deep in his collarbone while letting out the most adorable whimpers that give you goosegumps—Just... why does he like it that much?
He would definitely pester you to feed on him even when you weren't hungry—not allowing you to drink those disgusting blood packets you always complain about, he told you multiples times that he wouldn't mind if you called him while he was working just to satisfy you—letting you nibble on him while he trained the poor disturbed knights—who couldn't focus so he just told you to crash his office instead.
"Thought you wanted blood bun—t-take lot more than that then w-will ya." While pushing your head deeper in his neck. "Yeah, just like that."
im on my KNEES i need more cute stupid stupid cute stupid cute cute stalker lohen...
ꉂ ⌗ Something about clueless devoted Lohen with a mischievous Reader irks me the right way . . .
Wc: a lot more than it was supposed to be.
Cute idiot Lohen who keeps falling for your tactics again and again—but you don't think he'd care that much anyway, he loves you—and your wicked brain.
Stalker!Lohen who seemed to bring you anything and everything you looked at inside the shop windows—shopping bags randomly appearing on your bedside table when you woke up in the morning. So, who would you be if you didn't take advantage of that? Looking at more and more expensive trinkets—because you already know he's in the same street as you are—and noting them down before sticking the sticky notes on your closet—knowing that he'd eventually see them.
You're so kind you even let him pay for your food bills, leaving the table ever once in a while just to come back to pay but the waitress telling you that it was already done.
And by the way, you're sure that reading your to-do list for tomorrow and taking care of it shouldn't bother him that much, right? He loves you anyway.
Of course, you'd pay him back so he wouldn't get bored of you. Posing infront of your mirror—that you know very well has camera in it. Asking him which one you should wear for an event tomorrow—it was the first time you gave him a hint(?) that you knew about him, even though you're sure he wasn't trying to hide it, but who cares because you woke up with a 'the blue one looks pretty bun :)' note, some matching necklaces and bracelet beside it as you smirked. So predictable.
From that day, you and stalker!Lohen weren't strangers anymore but more like a long distance unofficial relationship, it was fun having him do things for you but you really wanted to see what he looked like.
So you thought about a plan.
The sun had long since set, the cold night wind entered through your open bedroom window—at this hour, the streets were almost empty and the night guards were already in position, however, it's never too late for Lohen to come and see you, his pretty bunny.
He liked visiting during the night, because not only because you look so at peace in your slumber—but also because you wouldn't know who he was, for no reason in particular, he just wanted you to look for him, for who he was.
While quietly going down the window, his eyes would first settle on your sleeping form, his smile warm and genuine. "As adorable as ever, bunny," he would whisper, pushing a strand aside before turning back to look at your room.
From the mirror he thought he oh-so-subtly placed a camera in, to the notes you still left for him—that he made sure to check before leaving, then they stopped on a rabbit plushie—that he knows he did not gift you.
Frowning he stepped toward it before picking it up, examining it closely and gripping it tight. "You have 'nother secret admirer bun? Thought I was your only one hm—" his disappointed mumbles got cut off as the rabbit bunny suddenly started speaking—in an all too familiar voice.
"* inaudible sounds*—hm, hiiii! How have you been little stalker? I've hoped that we meet someday, you know⸺" lohen's eyes widenned when he realized that you left a message for him, he could practically see your cute little pout while recording this part. " *inaudible sounds* knew about you for sooo lonng and you never showed up, you're so mean! But it's fine, as your 'lover' I'll let it go⸺" he lost his composure as soon as he regained it, your voice was so captivating, the effect he had left a trail of proof from his red cheeks to somewhere down there hardening. "But, I'd like it if we could meet y'know? So instead of listening to my voice and getting flustered by it—you little pervert— you should cuddle with me tonight, hm?⸺" and just like that, your voice recording ended, instead replaced by the soothing sounds of the crickets outside and the rumbles of your fan.
After regaining his senses, Lohen had a smug look on his face, putting the rabbit back in its place before looking at you and crossing his arms. "Replacing the plushie's voice box with your voice knowing that I'd get flustered—who is the pervert between us bun." He muttered with a smirk before shrugging. "Whatever, I don't need to hide now so I thank your twisted mind."
Everything was going according to your plan, him coming in your room, finding the rabbit and listening to it—and now, you had him laying beside you on your bed, his arms around you as you poked his cheeks. Just how Lucky were you that your lovely stalker was none other that the Vice-captain of the fifth company himself—he really had one of the prettiest face in Mondstadt.
"Checking me out this early and you claim that I'm the pervert?" Lohen suddenly spoke, halting your poking as he brought your hands to his lips and placing a kiss on your knuckles. "You look even more pretty in the morning bun."
"Well good morning stalker!" You beamed, arms lazily resting on his shoulder as your head cradled his chest, eyes looking up at him with mischief. "Or is it vice-captain?"
"How about calling me by a loving petname bun, you were so mean for leading me on y'know that?" He brought his forehead to yours, smiling at your giggling face. "Should change your nickname, a bunny can't be this mischievous."
"Dun know what you're talking about," sat up, hands going through your disheveled hair—and Lohen somehow still found that part of you adorable because why is he looking at you like that. "Would've told you to make breakfast but since my stalker is a oh-so-important figure, his pretty girlfriend will just have to do it for him, hm?"
"Ooh, will I be the one getting spoiled this time?" He raised an eyebrow before sitting up himself.
"Don't get used to it."
"Then I guess that it'll be a shame if I don't enjoy every moment of it bun, let me help you."
And so began you guys's first morning—as an official couple.
Shame(?) darling, the long awaited moment happened, the stalker got to you. You lose the game . . .
I need dedicated cute idiot stalker Lohen RIGHT NOW. It's healthy for ur mental health AND lowers your cortisol ✅
we all need him stalking us frfr, door wide open AND dinner on the table so he can eat while watching us discreetly, even though we already know he's here staring at our drooling selves.
ⓘ Cooked a five star michelin meal—but oops, they're on a diet and can't eat it. . .
⌗Genshin men x fem!reader ¡
01 . WAIT—THEY WERE ON A DIET?
These ones will take it seriously at first, not getting distracted while passing by restaurants, not letting people's murmurs about some roasted honey chicken or gateau debord get to them, and even telling you that they were cutting so they wouldn't come home to a whole table full of things they couldn't give in.
But they would fold right away when you prepare the most delicious looking meal ever, jaw dropping desserts accompanied with their favorite drinks before watching your face deflate when you remember that they said they were on a diet.
They didn't have the heart to let your efforts go to waste, you would feel bad that they gave in just for you—but also glad so the food doesn't go to waste.
Honestly—even if their self-control around you isn't that great—they'd eat whatever you cook them. So they see it as an opportunity actually.
"My girlfriend cooked me a buffet, I couldn't let her work go to waste." Seemed like an excellent excuse.
They'd tell you about it and you'd be so confused. Why are they on a diet when they're already toned and handsome as fu—? Surely it couldn't be because someone put bullshit in their head, no, it couldn't be. Yet, you made it your goal to make them give up because you thought that was the exact reason of why they were even doing it in the first place.
Dishes from every nation, cultural meals, family specialties was presented on the dinner table—yet, they still wouldn't let it go. Eating the one with less calories than the others before requesting you to donate the food to people in difficulties—which was a good idea from them, but you were still very determined.
Eventually, you were the one that gave up and ended up begging them to just stop. Going on a full yap about how 'they shouldn't let people's comments get to their head' before getting cut off by their laughing— "So that's what you were planning this whole time." Followed by a "Sorry for the misunderstanding, I'll quit it." And finally, you could put your apron down with your mind at ease.
They would eat just because they don't want someone else to taste your food.
Call him egoïstic, he judt loved his wife's cooking more than his friends—sharing is caring, they don't care.
Any effort they put while cutting vanished the second you came in their office with their favorite food.
"Oh," they'd say. "I'm cutting."
But then it would be like a switch turned inside of them the second you utter the words "oh alright, I'll just give them to the workers inst—" of course, not being able to finish your sentence before they pull you back and start eating the food.
ⓘ Siri, how to tell my stupid stalker that I know he follows me and want him to just date me already.
⌗Stalker!Lohen x fem!reader !
You doubted your dear vice-captain had that much free time to spend outside bringing you the reports you expected him to return to you.
Surely he wouldn't think that you wouldn't know, right?
How could you not when the many letters he'd slide under your door late at night—loving but creepy at the same time—how could you not know who it was when his handwritting is the same as the reports he gave back to you?
How could you not know when the oh-so-familiar clapping on boots you recognized so well would suddenly start stepping steps behind you? Now, what is he trying to do, you'd say, expecting him to pull tricks on you just like Grandmaster Varka, but instead being surprised by nothing. Even the next day or after, just pure quiet.
And mainly, how could you not when the enemies mentionned in your reports were fast killed when you were in the zone—cry residue and an attack pattern you recognized so well—especially when only Lohen had access to your office?
If he wants to play this game, then sure. It was very fun watching him think that you wouldn't understand the little hints he'd throw.
And you'd make it easy for him too, staying late at night just to open the door for him everytime he would decide to come. Dangerous, but with your killer bunny you were as safe as ever.
"Vice-captain, may I know what you're doing in my room?" You'd say out of nowhere, previously faking to sleep before deciding that you couldn't be ignorant ever.
"Hm? Well because you opened the door for me cap." He would smirk, eyes open as he took in your looks. "I doubt that my ever careful captain would forget to open her door in the middle of the night, no?"
"Right."
"You seem awfully calm, are you not worried I'd hurt you in your sleep?"
"I know that you wouldn't Lohen, you love me too much for that." You'd smile, eyes watching his eyes widen before narrowing.
"And clearly, you love me too much to kick me out at this hour, yes?"
"Well I'd tell you to shut up and come cuddle me because we have work tomorrow but the—"
Suddenly, well not so suddenly, you felt a weight dip beside you on the bed. A toned chest soon coming in contact with yours as his arms circled you. "That eager?"
"Just following your orders cap," the only time he did because you still don't have the reports you asked of him yet.
"Did you atleast close the door?"
"Shhh."
"Lohen, close the damn door."
Atleast, thanks to you for the opened door, the knights didn't have to sigh everytime you and Lohen were talking anymore—two obvious lovebirds with the brain of a peanut.
