Your life with these wealthy men spoiled you and spend their wealth on you after he forced convinces you to marry him headcanon.
In my dreams I have a plan
If I got me a wealthy man
I wouldn't have to work at all
I'd fool around and have a ball
Yandere genshin/HSR men x reader ( Diluc, Tartaglia, Pantalone, Varka, Ayato, Aventurine, sugilite, Jingyuan, Sunday, Dr ratio )
Diluc
you are forever set in life, the Ragnvindr clan is one of the most influential family – you have generational wealth and also independent income. despite being the richest man in all of mondstat, Diluc wouldn't throw Money on you–he would take his time with you and instead of giving expensive designer outfits or clothing you would be given a small and yet humble heart to heart objects. The spoiling starts after he forced you to marry him.
You of course got invited to most of teyvat high class gatherings, but usually diluc would rarely attend these parties due to him not wanting to participate in any of those activities but after marrying you he started to attend with you so he can see you in a gown and slow dance with him.
He would buy you anything you want even though you insist he doesn't, he still would do it– he's personal item to buy for you is Jewelry , dresses and accessories that have his color scheme as a way of ownership over you.
Tartaglia
Since you're not allowed to leave snezhnaya since he doesn't trust you going out on your own after failed attempts of escaping, he personally buys you and spoils you till the items make a mountain of gifts with the Mountains of letters.
On rare occasions where he did let you out, he would take you to the most expensive restaurant in the entire region, he wants his wife to experience the best things life can serve and after dinner maybe he would take you out for shopping around the district. If you're conflicted in choosing a color for a dress why don't you buy all of them.
You live in a small estate near zalpolarmy palace, so it's easier for Tartaglia to get ready and straight towards work, even though he also rarely spends time in the estate due to his work he have staff members to watch over you making sure you behave if you are ever bored in the estate he would give you fun hobbies so you don't have to be bored–he tried to convince to take in combat training so you and him can work together and spar, oh that's heaven for him.
Pantalone
Being the significant other of the richest man in snezhnaya is like marrying wealth itself, your basically signing yourself to be set for life but signing the contract also means your selling your own freedom for a cage made from gold. You are living in comfort 24/7 but you are not allowed to be free from him.
Pantalone rarely is present due to his busy schedule, but once he gets home–you are forced to listen towards his ideas and plans towards the economy and grandous schemes for hours, and you also have to give your opinion on the schemes because he values your opinion ( when it's aligned with his ideals ).
If you have family, they would also be sent with gifts and money for the rest of their life. But it can also count as hush hush money because he's also paying them to not make any interactions or contact with you anymore, you are now his and everyone as well as you have to know it.
Varka
The knight of boreas, and grandmaster of the knights of favonius of course is wealthy. You are forever set in a comfortable life even though varka is not in the same category of rich compared to anyone, he still would be considered wealthy.
As his wife you would be treated like a princess–a princess who's trapped in a tower. You are not allowed to leave unnoticed or have someone to accompany you like jean or kaeya, varka would send endless amounts of gifts and letters around the world wishing you were here.
Varka is also not wealthy, he is also wealthy in affection. He's very affectionate like a giant puppy wanting attention from its owner, 24/7 attach to your hip and required constant loving.
Ayato
The yashiro commissioner and head of the kamisato clan, the electro archon humble servant. One of the most refined young men in all of inazuma, have been keeping an eye on you for a very long time.
Your life as the lady of the clan is filled with diplomatic meetings and negations, you're as busy as ayato. Seeing you there for ayato helping him manage his work load is something ayato finds worth living for. He also finds you doing domestic work around the house as a piece of heaven.
Even if you don't have any duties and stay at home managing the household there's always shuumatsuban trailing every move around the household, the expensive silk kimono he bought for you is wrapped a little too tight to the point it causes discomfort and struggles to move around, maybe it was to limit your movement.
Aventurine
As one of the stone-hearts and as well as diamond personal favorite Aventurine's wealth is enough to buy you an entire solar system. Without even making a dent in his wealth, as aventurine wife you are expected to be an anchor to the world.
When he wakes up from another nightmare, he would cuddle towards you and listen to your heartbeat to make sure you are alive and well. When hes seeking thrilling experience to fulfil the emptiness in his heart you are obligated to stop him. But one time he gave you a custom made silver gun for your birthday, you asked what it is for and he answered for protection and "helped" him–if he's going to day he will make sure it's by you.
Aventurine would spoil you to the core, you and him are walking in a shopping district even if you look at it more than one second he will buy the entire collection, Shop owners would usually have a lasting impression on you and aventurine after you spend 1 million credits to buy all collection of clothing in a boutique.
Sugilite
As one of the stone-hearts and ranking P-45 as the senior manager for the IPC your life would always be filled with gold and wealth around you 24/7, sugilite always find being surrounded with gold and abundance of food comforting.
The gold sickens you due to it also representing the many blood that was spilled across countless planets. In the vacuum of space, even though you tried to understand him and as well as asking him to be more merciful sugilite would laugh at your face as if a child is talking and brush off your concerns saying that all that matters is that both of you are happy and you should stop caring about others.
He loves you, he truly does but that line is sometimes crossed between control and love. He's possessive and wishes everyone to know so he would cover you with signature color or marks to remind everyone that you are owned by him.
Jing yuan
As the general consort, is only natural for you to be filled with luxury, even though jingyuan is a minimalist it doesn't mean you aren't spared from luxury. Your wardrobe would be filled with luxurious silk, armor and accessories like hair sticks and hair clips. He even bought you a sparrow hair clip for the back of your hair as ownership.
If you're also a cloud knight you would also be spoiled with high quality swords made by the artisan commission and the universe's finest craftsman. Back then before Jing yuan met you his house was empty but after you came it would be filled with gifts for you by him.
Not to mention yanqing also spoiled you since he saw you as a parent figure, he would usually enter a yap session about the swords he bought when you tried to stop his spending habits, Jing yuan would look at the scene with amusement seeing, you trying to catch up with yanqing enthusiasm.
Sunday
Before his fall, as the head of the oak family in penancony his life was always at the epitome of the spotlight that rule also implied to you as well since youre his lawfully wedded wife.
As the head of managing penancony, your life is nothing filled with spectacular as if you are simply at the top but Sunday always has a struggling relationship with freedom. He always tries to convince you to stay and not go outside the planet because he sees freedom brings suffering so he traps you in the same cage he is in.
Due to his belief in the order, he forces you to partake in rituals and ceremonies that worship the dead Aeon and if you denied wanting to participate he would get visibly upset and start the lecture of how he's doing this for your own good.
Dr ratio
As one of the universe's "mediocre" and as well as a delegate for the intelligencia guild not to mention being a professor in one of the most finest universities in the cosmos. Dr ratio is naturally also wealthy.
Back then before you he doesn't see the point of money but he's also aware of how essential it is because that's the only language humans can understand he amass a great level of wealth due to years of saving not to mention instead of buying he would make your gifts and rings himself because he doesn't trust other people to do it.
You and him would usually bath or shower together because towards ratio all in a day's work and stress is washed away under the nice warm water with you being there for him, bonus for his birthday you made custom ducks of both you and now they partake in this cleansing ritual. He also made sculptures about you and he would explore and observe so he can get every small detail.
Sugilite x gn!reader, entire plot is that you have a nightmare (not described), physical affection, hurt/comfort, parentheses overuse. 1.2k words. read on ao3!
You face Sugilite’s back, as is to be expected on colder nights. Not the kind with a chill. If anything, those tend to discourage him from this routine. The cold nights you know begin with him getting home late, continue with few words featuring meaning, and end as he keeps his distance even though you know from experience that isn’t how he likes to sleep. Not with you only a heartbeat away.
So it’s not cold on your skin at all, no. In fact, it’s awfully warm. Air itself you dare say comparable to steam with its oppressive treatment of any bite of coolness you carve out; altering it all the more fleeting. You imagine that in a blizzard, this is the exact sort of sensation you would miss. But where you are, it remains one you wouldn’t mind being relieved of. If you listen closely enough, you can hear the crickets chirping like how they used to in the first place you can remember. The summer heat fails to truly subside in this depth of the night—as poorly timed as it is given the recent futility of your air conditioning—that leaves the both of you to cope through simpler methods. Namely, thinner layers and the absence of a blanket. (Though you aren’t complaining about the former.) And, of course, this refusal to indulge your illogical want. (A base one, isn’t it, closeness? No one can really blame you for that, you think. It’s natural to want an excess of what you’ve always felt so deprived of.)
That’s how you’re taking it, at least. The only reason you’re awake at this hour at all is the miserable result of your earlier attempt at rest. Everything then had been the same shade of darkness as now, proving not enough time’s passed for the sun to be rising within the horizon’s view. Falling asleep had been easy enough. The catch, you suppose, had been waking up with your heart beating harder at the edge of your ribcage than should be possible. It seemed to want to claw its way out. To break its way out of the very bone that protected it. In the moment, you feared it might just succeed. So you laid there longer breathing well out of rhythm, convinced you could still see the dream that had tortured you behind the lid like film on a projector screen every time you even tried closing your eyes.
By itself, it’d been vivid. A contortion of older fears seemingly designed to leave you reeling, if only for a little while. In combination with his…distance, it felt like a wound you couldn’t see a recovery from utilizing only your own treatment. A band-aid to a stab wound would never be enough. (Habitual exaggerations were habitual because they were so impossible to distinguish from everything they weren’t.) It couldn’t. You were tired of trying to convince yourself otherwise, of just biting your tongue until it bled and choosing to bear the absence over and over again and pretending there was nothing there, nothing had ever been there. No, no, not this time. This time, you want something else entirely. You want real comfort, a human touch, the hand that fed even on the occasion you bit. The warmth of it on you to deaden the nerves and blur out painful sensation, soothe the last of all variety of heartburn. A remedy.
And the one who could provide it is already at your side, kept out of reach by less than an arm’s length.
You hesitate.
Hand stuck halfway extended across the sheets, you suddenly seem to remember yourself. It’s late, and hot enough already. It’d be stupid to ask for touch—relief—like this, as you are; pathetic. He’d have every right to deny. So you shouldn’t bother him this time. Really, you shouldn’t.
Right?
Only…you’re still shaking. You realize it looking down at your closed palm, the color shifting incessantly against the sheets without permission. You hate that you recognize it like an old friend, heart jolting up-down-right-left with it. The uncomfortable feeling less out and more in (your ribcage) hasn’t faded, either, and when you swallow all you taste is sandpaper. Well. Fuck. You can’t stay like this. If your body wants to force your hand, so be it.
With barely less desperation than before, you tap at Sugilite’s shoulder until there’s movement, the dip in the mattress evening as he redistributes his weight, revealing his side profile in the process. (In a better moment, you’d be briefly stunned.) He rubs his eyes—along with the shallow hollows under them—and you give him a few moments to adjust before making an attempt at your request.
“Hey. Could I, ah…?”
Sugilite must not be very awake, because he doesn’t make you beg. Just takes a breath (all too aware of how giving in is about to cost him his physical comfort), shifts onto his side (facing you this time), and lifts an arm to make room.
“Come here.”
And there it is. That subtle, softer lilt to his voice—dulled by the even lower tone following sleep that hadn’t had enough time to dissipate, nearly neatly clipping the words from two to one. A figment of your imagination could never be this good to hear.
Nor feel. You obey so fast it’s almost concerning, turning over too until your back presses against his chest and your head is tucked under his and you know there’ll soon be a faint stickiness forming between surfaces. He’s warm, just like you, but you revel in it now, burying yourself tightly in the gap between his neck and shoulder that fits you exactly right until one of two arms you’ve felt a hundred times before wraps around your waist. Then, squeezes.
It’s suddenly not important at all anymore how pathetic you look. The thin clothes that separate your upper halves don’t stop you in the least from feeling finally whole reunified. It’s a consuming thing, being close enough together to feel intricacies, sharing body heat in excess for a reason that in this weather couldn’t be anything but what it is. Somehow, that deters you further from the idea of leaving the hold. Your limbs gradually lose the tremble, relaxing already at the contact, but you trap his steadier hand in both of yours anyway to blindly draw patterns onto its paler palm. His fingers yield more easily to yours than they typically do during the day, yet there’s a clearly withheld strength in each that confirms the characteristic doesn’t originate from unconsciousness. You can’t help the smile that insight brings.
Sugilite lets you trace over his skin as you please, as if sensing it’s the main way you’re actually calming down. His hand’s a little colder than yours, which doesn’t last long once you switch to trying every which way yours and his can fit together. The smoother and more calloused patches to be found there alike are satisfying to the touch. It’s nice, too, being able to feel his chest rise and fall behind you in reliable rhythm all the while. A constant reassurance you’re badly due for.
With this, you find your eyes drifting shut, surrounded by a better warmth than before.
🍇 Sugilite noticing you on one of parties for IPC higher ups. You came as Aventurine's plus one, being one of his very few true friends. Sugilite observed you quietly for the whole evening, enchanted by your looks and perfect manners. He didn't want to cause a scene by trying to get to know you better in front of your dance partner and his coworker, even if he figured out pretty quickly there was nothing romantic between you and Aventurine. After the party he still couldn't get you out of his head so he decided to make a move. He sent you a letter, asking you to join him for a feast.
🍇 Getting nervous while reading the invitation letter. It's almost impossible to get an audience from one of Ten Stonehearts, getting a chance to be with Sugilite one on one felt like a fever dream. At first you considered not coming, thinking it's just some misunderstanding, but possibility of offending such a powerful man by ghosting him was too risky. Equally excited and anxious you put on your best outfit and went to Sugilite's place.
🍇 Your jaw dropping at sight of his huge mansion, fully lightened up with candles and lanterns. Purple flowers adorned every corner of this place, filling the atmosphere with relaxing scent. Gentleman dressed in elegant suit informed you that Master Sugilite waits for you in dining room and guided you there.
Once old, wooden door opened you noticed Sugilite sitting at the longest table you have ever seen. Expensive furniture was almost breaking under the weight of countless delicious meals. You tried to not let this get to your head, maybe he used to eat like this everyday. It surely was not because of your presence here, was it?
🍇 Sugilite offering you seat right next to him when you try to sit down on opposite side of the long table. He was a gentleman, pulled the chair for you, passed you all the delicious treats you had trouble reaching for with your hands and poured sweet wine for you.
🍇 Slowly relaxing by his side, how could you not when he spoke to you in this calm voice and checked up on you all the time? Making sure your stomach is filled with the best food under the sun, offering you his jacket in case you're cold, even asking if decorations are to your taste.
🍇 Of course they were. Sugilite asked Topaz, the only friend you had in the Stonehearts besides Aventurine for your likes and dislikes. Food, decorations and wine were chosen especially for you. Even perfume you wore perfectly matched the scent of flowers in the air. Sugilite admired how beautiful you looked by his side, as if you were created to be a part of this scene. He wanted to keep you for longer.
🍇 Turned out you guys have a lot of common topics, from your shared love for food to poems and music you had surprisingly similar taste in. If you create any form of art Sugilite will swoon over it. Crochet, poetry or music, as long as it helps him understand you better - he will love it. Evening turned out to be a huge succes, but Sugilite had to drive you home with heavy heart at the end of it. He didn't want to give you the ick by asking you to stay the night so early.
🍇 Next week you received another letter from him, invitation to another IPC party for higher ups. You were happy your shared dinner wasn't a one time thing, but at the same time you were a bit stressed out by it. You see, Aventurine already asked you to go there with him...
Summary: You’re dating the fusions of the Crystal Gems (Pearl, Garnet, Amethyst)
Her love language is a mashup of physical touch and words of affirmation, if she had to only have one (which would need her to think for a hot minute), it would have to be physical touch.
Adores you too much not to keep picking you up, loves hearing your voice when she suddenly does it. Cannot keep her many hands off you.
This only increases as she can’t be around all the time no matter how much you both would love that, so she takes all the chances she can get with you. It’s becoming an often sight to watch her rush off with you after any fights she was needed for, returning to the temple later with Garnet and Pearl.
Even if you don’t see her when she’s formed either Garnet or Pearl (mostly Garnet, she likes seeing you happy) will hand you a bouquet of flowers, they’re a mix of orange and your favourite type and colour.
She has no shame with pda, gladly calls you every kind of pet name she can come up with. (You’re pretty sure Pearl and Garnet are trying to embarrass you after all this time)
She’s such a gentle lover, doesn’t matter if you’re a simple human or a gem that’s been through the war, she does her best to be conscious of her strength.
So when she carries you she’ll sit you on her shoulder or in the open palm of her many hands.
Would say her love language is quality time, doesn’t mind sitting in silence with you or just going about her day. As long as you’re by her side she’s happy.
Physical touch is a close second, it mostly comes from her love of you and just having you in her hands, knowing you trust her. But also keeps her from forgetting you’re with her, very conscious of her hands so when you're in them, she finds it very hard to forget.
She doesn’t have any abilities to make you gifts (like Sardonyx) so she goes looking for anything you might like, because of how stable this fusion is, Garnet is content to let her look around on her own, but might join her just because.
If you’re with her then she’s bringing you along, pointing out anything you might like and bringing it closer to look at.
If not then Pearl and Amethyst bring back Opals gifts, and it’s such a range of what they bring back. One day you’re given a whole flower bush then the next she’s handing you some ancient weapon. (Which Pearl will teach you to use if you want)
She’s such a show off, we all know this, but she doubles down now that you’re with her. Loves getting a reaction from you, prefers you excited and yelling for her, not at her.
If she had to choose a love language it would be physical touch, loves holding and carrying you around, helps when she starts showing off, knows that you’re safe.
Quality time is a very close second but that's just her showing off to you, cannot get enough of doing that. Will gladly bring you along when she starts destroying things.
Will bring you gifts, except that they’re not actually gifts, she’ll bring you whatever she can get her many hands on. It’s often items that she shouldn’t be bringing back that Garnet has to take later, Amethyst feels kinda bad so she’ll let you go through her many piles of junk and take something.
Won’t miss a second with you when she has the time, makes sure you know she’s around after whatever she was needed for. Doesn’t let anything keep her away from you and takes you places she probably shouldn’t, but as long as you’re happy she doesn’t care.
