Boyfriend!Enjou, who oftentimes forgets to take care of himself when he's in the middle of important research, but never forgets about you. Even going so far as asking for your opinion on certain topics, while you're trying to feed him, or usher him to rest.
Boyfriend!Enjou who is like a big giant cat, aloof, but very protective over what's his.
Boyfriend!Enjou, who takes time to write poetry for you. He's a bit of a hopeless romantic.
Boyfriend!Enjou, who enjoys having you on his lap while he works. His love language is quality time, after all.
Boyfriend!Enjou, who actually takes the time to listen about your day and ask questions about it.
Boyfriend!Enjou, who when you're having a bad day, stops what he's doing and focuses solely on you. Often asking, "How can we fix this together?"
Boyfriend!Enjou, who is actually rather shy when it comes to intimacy, always blushing when you kiss his cheek or fuss over him. Holding you and your hand is his favorite, though.
cw : spoilers for enjou? ; a lil ooc since there’s not much we know about them :3
a/n : sorry that this is so late! life’s been unpredictable so i didn’t have time to write ε-(´・｀) ﾌ hope you like it nonetheless!
dainsleif ; a heart that keeps secrets.
dainsleif didn’t plan to ask you out. not now, not anytime soon. he’s got his own priorities and baggage that he feels would be inconsiderate to put onto you. but the more you spend time with him, and the more his feelings for you grow, he realises that it’s only a matter of time until his heart overwhelms him.
so when dainsleif asks you out, he keeps it simple. he’s only managing his emotions, that’s all. your rejection or acceptance matters not to him; it’s the closure that he’s seeking. but deep inside, he’s unaware of the fear that you’ll reject him- the fear that you’ll stop spending time with him.
he waits for a peaceful window of time in the night before approaching you. keep it simple, he thinks. he doesn’t know why his heart is running laps in his ribs. “[name],” his voice is low to disguise any stray quivering, “i’d like to tell you something.” and when you look into his eyes and urge him to continue, his chest is on fire. “i... have feelings for you.” and your eyes widen.
“you don’t have to answer me,” dainsleif lies to you, and inherently to himself, “nothing between us will change.” he’s unsure if he hopes for that to be a lie. he wants you to answer. he wants you to say yes. he wants you to see him as your lover, and you, his. his mind is running wild with a familiar regret, thinking, worrying, wondering if this was a mista- “i like you too, dain,” and it goes blank. “i like you.”
baizhu ; extensive knowledge (of you).
baizhu has always been aware of his feelings towards you. however, he neither pushes them away nor does he act on them directly. he keeps his emotions subtle and his actions subtler, and it’s only when you notice his elusive gestures does he decide to kick it up a notch.
the confession that comes from him isn’t really a confession. rather, it’s a fleeting remark that you could have missed if you didn’t think about it. and he’s aware that you will think about it. baizhu is cunning like that- he knows you as if you’re his every medicine and he isn’t afraid to use that to his advantage.
“oh, take me out right now,” you mutter to yourself, only realising that you’ve mixed up the labels for the bottles you are to deliver today. “i’d very much like to- on a date, of course,” his voice is smooth; no hitches, no hesitance. he isn’t even looking at you as he says it. and when you stare at him in disbelief for long enough, he turns to meet your eyes with a sly grin on his face.
“what do you say, darling?” he closes the distance between the both of you. “i’ve waited for you for a very long time, you know.” your eyes traveled to changsheng out of instinct and pure shock. if a snake could shrug, that’s surely what she did. “you’re serious?” you could only ask. “i don’t suppose an un-serious person would do this,” he whispers, gently lifting your chin up. he leans forward and waits- eyes melting into yours- and when you finally nod, he captures your lips in his.
enjou ; silly little affection.
(so sorry, i had to use the gif for his original form! but it’s hot either way :3)
enjou’s feelings for you are playful and innocent- and they sure are genuine. really, asking you out isn’t much of a priority for him. he’s content with having you around and seeing you smile. which is why the initiative to officially go on dates is, unfortunately, your responsibility.
if he were to confess, however, he does it casually; not seeing the point in making a big deal out of it. but internally, he is erratic- flipping tables in his mind and causing a chaotic mess of affection. if just looking at your face gets his heart racing, what more asking you to be his partner?
enjou sits beside you in the library, peeking over your shoulder to catch a glimpse of the book you’re reading. “y’know, [name],” he says, hoping you’ll dismiss him because gods, who knows what he’ll do if you spare him a glance. “i rather like you. as in... more than a friend, you get what i mean?” you turn to him and blink.
“enjou, i know.” your voice is a blunt whisper- and he’s flabbergasted. a blushing mess. “enjou,” you call his name again, placing your hand on his knee, “i thought we’re already dating,” the way his eyes widen makes you fear his glasses would crack. “no way,” he beams, “so you like me too, eh?” you shake your head in disbelief. “yes, silly,” a light peck on his cheek, “of course i do.”
You never thought you'd meet someone so repulsed by titles and status and the likes
He'd quickly, carelessly cut you off with a finger to your lips when you'd greeted him with "Lord Barbatos", instead insisting on just "Venti"
It was a simple enough request, but it seemed to make him a lot happier
And then you found that it's because he behaves nothing like how he's expected to
Complete disregard for it, he makes you his best friend and ropes you into all sorts of mischief with him
The only time you've seen him use his position is to get you both out of trouble that he can't talk his way out of
You'll soon find that the main reason he does that isn't because he minds the consequences. No, he's fine dealing with those himself
It's just that he refuses to have you caught up in messes with him, and if it means getting you out of it scott-free, he supposes it doesn't matter too much
Zhongli:
There's no mistaking his nobility, he's easily one of the most revered princes
Gentle kisses to your knuckles or the back of your hand as a greeting
Always extends an arm for you to hold if he walks with you, will help hold your things with his spare arm just so you can hold him
Insists on walking you to your classes that way
Mainly because he wants to kiss your forehead as a farewell
He walks slowly, so you never really know how he's waiting outside your classroom for you when he barely ends five minutes before you do
He loves walking through the gardens with you, occasionally picking a flower and tucking it behind your ear or in your shirt pocket
Enjou:
Seems more interested in treating you like royalty
You can only assume the years of being exalted were getting boring to him
Unnervingly enthusiastic when you boss him around - teases you a lot for it too as if he's not the one being weird?
Loves putting a hand on your shoulder or leading you around by the waist as he points out things that interest him
And then teases you for hanging around him
"Look at you, hoarding your prince's favour."
If you ever hit him in jest, he'll annoy you with light-hearted complaints until you kiss it better
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You weren't quite sure if this was actually a date or not, especially with the way Enjou asked, with his roundabout words and honeyed smiles. You were never really sure with his antitics, but one thing you were sure about was your budding crush on the eccentric man.
While you weren't really sure of his feelings for you, he is surprisingly easy to please. Just ask him questions about his favorite authors or books, and his eyes will light up as he pushes his glasses up with a swift finger. Just be prepared not to do anything for the rest of the day, but listen to him babble happily about that one book that really stuck with him.
"You actually made it," Enjou says, surprised at seeing you walk through the library doors.
"Of course I'd make it. Why did you think I wouldn't?" You quietly ask him with a raised eyebrow, trying to mind the fact you're in a library. Eyeing him quizzically, you tilt your head, and he clears his throat, and you could swear you saw his cheeks dust pink, if only for a brief second.
"I don't know. I just thought you didn't really enjoy these types of things," he shrugs, and you let out a short, quiet laugh, causing him to look at you.
"Be reasonable, Enjou," You start, "If I didn't like these types of things, I wouldn't even be standing here talking to you, isn't that right?" You press him with a playful smirk on your face.
"Excuse me, I am extremely reasonable, just...not with you," Enjou says the last part in barely a whisper and you feel your cheeks grow hot.
Gazing upwards to finally meet his stare, you realize he's blushing and glaring at you, but not in a mean way, "Wait...is this really a date?"
Folding his arms across his chest, he leans down toward your ear and says, "Be reasonable, Y/N. Of course it is."
Female reader who is insecure about her body hair with enjou , Xiao and dain (seperately) plz
Fluff
Here you are, sweetie pie! I hope you enjoy~ 🥰😘
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Body hair? Who cares~
GENSHIN IMPACT Character x FEM!Reader Headcanons
Characters: Dainsleif, Xiao, Enjou
Pairings: Dainsleif x Fem!Reader, Xiao x Fem!Reader, Enjou x Fem!Reader
Warnings: Insecurities about self. 16+ for slightly spicy scene(Xiao)
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Dainsleif
He makes you feel beautiful about yourself.
"My dearest, what has you down?"
Dain asks with a worried expression on his face, taking your chin in his hand, studying your faltering facial expressions, "I have too much hair. .it's everywhere. On my arms, legs, and it's so dark!" you say, feeling utterly vulnerable under his sapphire gaze.
"Hair? What hair? All I see before me is a stunning, beautiful woman."
He coos lovingly, placing a kiss to your forehead before pulling away to glance you up and down, causing you to blush, "Y-you don't mind it?" you ask, covering your face from embarrassment. Dain simply smiles at you,
"Of course not. When you gaze upon someone as beautiful as you, you don't notice these things."
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Xiao
He doesn't care in the slightest.
"Who cares if you have body hair?"
Xiao says softly, patting your head as you cry, feeling so distraught over your looks, "But it makes me feel so ugly. . surely you hate it too." you manage to say between broken sobs, but Xiao merely sighs,
"Just because you have more body hair than others doesn't make you any less of a woman."
Xiao declares reassuringly, pulling you into a warm embrace before his lips find yours, kissing you fervently. Being taken aback, your tears soon dry as his tongue finds yours in a brilliant battle; then, he pulls away, leaving you a blushing breathless mess.
"You are beautiful, never forget that."
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Enjou
He doesn't notice.
"Hmm? Body hair? What body hair?"
Enjou asks, looking you up and down, not paying any mind to the hair that decorates your lovely form, "This hair!" You point fustratingly at your arms and legs and Enjou simply shrugs is shoulders, pulling you closer to him so he can get a better glance.
"What about it? That does not bother me."
He states, lifting your chin up, a gentle crimson glow shining behind his helmet as he gazes at you lovingly, "It really doesn't bother you?" You ask him curiously, leaning into his warmth. Enjou simply shakes his head, leaning down to press his forehead against yours,
