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arranged marriage headcanons-fatui harbingers

“me and my husband we’re sticking together”

synopsis-you find yourself in an arranged marriage with a member of one of the most feared groups in teyvat. certainly they won't shed their intimidating exterior and begin to fall for you...unless?

including-pierro, capitano, dottore, arlecchino, signora, pantalone, childe

word count-3.3k

warnings-arranged marriage, gn reader, some mentions of violence, alcohol (in arlecchino's part), some manipulation (mostly in pantalone's part), probably a bit ooc (especially for dottore lol)

pierro:

-at first he has no genuine interest in you, but he’ll still be courteous towards you for appearance’s sake. he’ll hold doors open for you, assign guards to escort you anywhere you want to go, and put his arm around you whenever you’re walking together. despite the tenderness of his gestures, it still seems like his feelings towards you are as cold as the snowy snezhnayan winter, very few things are able to sway pierro’s stoic demeanor 

-in an attempt to get closer to you, he’ll take you out on walks in the middle of the night, it’s just about the only free time he gets and he likes to avoid the watchful eyes of the public. since you’re being forced to spend the rest of your days together, he figures he might as well spend some time with you. for a while you walk side by side in silence with your hand resting upon his arm as he guides you around the city, you can’t think of anything that you could discuss with the head of the fatui harbingers. one night when you’re feeling particularly bold, you ask him how his day was. pierro pauses for a moment before letting out a barely audible chuckle that rumbles out of his broad chest. he simply states that he’d rather hear about your day and says your endeavors are likely more interesting than his since he spends more time giving orders and doing paperwork than anything else. under the guise of wishing to listen to you excitedly talk about what you do with your time, pierro keeps you protected from the reality of the dirty work he finds himself caught up in as the director of the fatui (although he has come to enjoy the sound of your voice) 

-you realize that he’s actually starting to become fond of you when he briefly neglects his duties to be with you. he’ll cut meetings with the harbingers short so he can visit you and allow you to come into his office while he works through mounds of diplomatic paperwork

-you’re sitting on a couch in pierro’s large office absentmindedly flipping through the pages of a book when a fatui underling stumbles in through the door with a bouquet of padisarah flowers cradled in both of his arms. the young and very obviously nervous young man stutters out something along the lines of “where is your lover’s room again, lord harbinger?” your face flushes as you glance over at pierro, who pinches the bridge of his nose and sighs, “just bring them to my desk.” pierro stares down the underling as he scurries towards his desk and gently places the massive bouquet on it before swiftly making his way to the door. your eyes stay locked on pierro as his spindly fingers wrap around the flowers, grasping the carefully trimmed stems just above the pale blue ribbon tied in a bow around them. he saunters over to where you’re sitting and gently places the flowers in your arms. “i had them imported from sumeru since…” pierro’s voice trails off and your eyes widen at the thought of him feeling shy in your presence, “we got married one year ago today.” his intensely blue eyes meet your gaze after he finishes speaking. “they’re beautiful,” you smile, “thank you, pierro.” “not nearly as beautiful as you, my dear” he replies as his gloved hand gingerly cradles your face, his chilly fingers being a stark contrast to your flushing skin. the interaction leaves you unspeakably flustered and has you looking forward to many more years of being wed to pierro

capitano:

-much like pierro he’s not particularly interested in having a romantic relationship with you, but he won’t be completely cold and stoic with you like he is with other people, he doesn’t want you to be afraid of him. he also won’t really be physically affectionate, the most he’s going to do is put his arm out for you to hold while you’re walking together as he doesn’t want to lose his reputation of being a formidable and powerful harbinger

-he allows you to follow him around most days while he gives orders to fatui soldiers and meets with the other harbingers. he’ll stop to talk with you every now and then but doesn’t go out of his way to be romantic or give off the impression that your marriage is founded in the two of you being attracted to each other

-part of him finds your presence comforting, capitano hasn’t had any sort of companion in so long and being around someone that isn’t ordering him around or battling with him makes a foreign sense of warmth well up within his decaying chest. he eventually finds himself infatuated with you and the softness you bring into his life–he longs to find a way to show you he cares about you without making you uncomfortable 

-one night while you’re waiting for capitano to get out of a confidential meeting with the other harbingers a couple of guards begin frisking you, asking why you’ve been lingering in the hall for so long and not taking your answer that you’re married to capitano as the truth. just as tears begin to crawl across your lashline, you feel a large, heavy hand fall onto your shoulder. as you turn around, your eyes fall upon your foreboding husband standing behind you. “are they bothering you, dearest?” capitano asks in his deep, stern voice. you nod frantically, taking the opportunity to cling onto his strong arm. the guards skitter away at the sight of one of the most powerful harbingers staring them down, not wanting to subject themselves to whatever getting on his bad side looks like. even after they leave, you remain clinging onto capitano, reveling in how protected he makes you feel. gazing down at your still shaking form, he says “i’m sorry you had to deal with them. is there anything i can do to make up for my absence, sweetheart?” the emphasis he places on the pet name has your heart fluttering, so much so that you can’t find the words to respond to his question (even though you know exactly what you want). instead of responding, you simply curl into his chest. you assume that he can tell how you feel about him from the way one of his arms wraps around your waist while his other hand gently holds the back of your head–you’re completely unaware of how long he’s been waiting to do so

dottore:

-he uses you as a lab assistant…until you make a mistake…then he just lectures you and expects you to watch and ask questions about his (evil) genius scientific process. he loves to show off and he knows that you really have no choice but to stay with him so you’ll be stuck in his lab a lot of the time watching him work (unless he’s doing one of his cruel human experiments, he spares you from the sight of those)

-it takes him forever to show any bit of warmth towards you. he’s never really cared for marriage and being wed to you is no different to him, he views forming relationships as a waste of time. however, he’ll eventually start to realize that you’re the only person whose presence he can tolerate and he curses himself for beginning to go soft. you’ve lingered around his lab for so long that he’s gotten used to your endless questions and sometimes clumsy movements, he’s even begun to find them comforting, familiar. the way that you bump into his desk and occasionally hand him the wrong test tube used to anger him, but watching you learn how to navigate his lab and what subjects interest him the most has been (as much as he hates the word) endearing 

-the next time dottore beckons you to his laboratory so you can hand him samples while he works he finds the tips of his ears burning every time your hands come close to his. he huffs under his breath, infuriated that his body is subjecting him to such trivial, juvenile emotions. you notice the change in his demeanor and ask him if he’s feeling alright to which he frustratedly throws his hands against his desk, sighing deeply before motioning for you to come closer to him. hesitantly, you approach him, even after knowing each other for a while his anger still intimidates you. the moment you look up at him he presses his lips against yours. his kiss is fleeting, more so his lips briefly coming into contact with yours than an actual kiss–it ends before you can fully process what’s happening. he can’t help but smile crookedly at the sight of your face heating up just as his did moments earlier. “fascinating,” he mutters, “so you have begun to fall for me.” your cheeks flush as dottore speaks, the way that he talks about your feelings so clinically like you’re one of his experiments makes you feel embarrassed for having a physical reaction to his kiss. before you can muster a half-hearted excuse, he turns and walks away, calling out “i’ll see you after i’m done working, darling” in a condescending tone as he wanders to another part of the lab. you take it as a cue to go back to your room and contemplate what your relationship with dottore has evolved into  

arlecchino:

-she is extremely cold towards you for a while, she sees your marriage as nothing more than a legal union and doesn’t really care to pay attention to you. she won’t be rude to you when you’re together, but she believes she has more important things to do than form any sort of relationship with you. most of the time you spend with her is at political events where the two of you are expected to make an appearance together and whenever you happen to run into her in snezhnaya

-arlecchino tends to keep her distance from you–she doesn’t want you to distract her from her work and also thinks you deserve to be protected from the dangerous fatui business that you didn’t ask to be a part of. 

-after you’ve been married for a while she takes you with her whenever she visits the house of the hearth because the children keep asking about you and desperately want to meet the person who father married (that and she doesn’t have to worry about protecting you from the other harbingers while you’re in fontaine). the first time you visit you’re greeted with a chorus of “oos” and “ahs” from the children crowding around you who marvel at the sight of arlecchino’s supposed lover. she can’t help but grin ever so slightly at the sight of you reading to and playing with the children she cares about so much 

-while you’re in fontaine together she takes you on a date at hotel debord. you’re surprised and somewhat intimidated by the invitation, but also afraid of what will happen if you turn her down. she reserves a private table for the two of you on the second floor and orders a bottle of champagne that you can tell cost a few thousand mora just from the intricate design on the golden glass bottle. the two of you spend the evening talking, arlecchino seems much more willing to open up to you outside of the harsh environment of the fatui’s headquarters in snezhnaya. she tells stories about her travels and leaves out the gruesome details, her face flushes when you stare at her, your eyes sparkling as you compliment her strength. towards the end of your date she looks at you and says “we should do this more often.” it’s the softest you’ve ever heard her usually monotone voice sound, and you can’t help but agree with her

signora:

-she treats you like you’re her new pet kitten–like you’re a plaything for her to show off. she’s not exactly romantic or affectionate with you behind closed doors but in public she’ll flaunt your relationship to whoever’s willing to listen. she tells all of the other harbingers about how perfect you are and is all over you whenever you’re out together, she loves to wrap her arm around your shoulders and keep you as close to her as humanly possible so everyone can see that a lovely little thing like you is hers 

-signora doesn’t spend much time with you in private but she loves to take you out on dates and be as flashy as possible. she’ll buy you expensive custom made clothes and make your outings as much of a spectacle as she can. she loves watching reporters attempt to subtly follow the two of you and obtain information regarding your relationship while she parades you around as if you’re a priceless piece of jewelry

-whenever you’re not around signora does find herself feeling lonely. her attitude causes most of the other harbingers to keep their distance from her so you’re really the only person she has to talk to and she finds herself wanting to get closer to you. however, she has no clue how to approach you romantically without scaring you off or being too bold or embarrassing herself so she just waits for an opportunity to do so to naturally present itself

-one day you return from an outing with a few fatui skirmishers somewhat beaten up after getting a little too close during their encounter with a frostarm lawachurl. upon seeing the state you’re in, signora scolds the entire group, going on about how someone closely associated with one of the harbingers should never be put in such a dangerous situation and how the skirmishers should feel lucky that she’s not ending them right then and there, all while caging you in her protective embrace. you assume that her touch is purely for show, but even when the two of you are alone she keeps her arms wrapped around you, gently running her hands over your scrapes and bruises. you can’t help but avoid making eye contact with her, you’re not used to signora being so genuinely affectionate with you. “you must be more careful,” she says, her typical cocky demeanor softening, “you are very precious to me.” her admission makes you hide your face in the crook of her neck, to which she chuckles softly. you would have never expected it, but signora’s grand displays of affection for you were starting to become genuine

pantalone:

-he doesn’t really bother to spend time with you, he instead chooses to commemorate your marriage by presenting you with an abundance of expensive gifts (include your massive, glimmering wedding ring that was custom made for you using the finest diamonds in teyvat, which everyone you encounter can’t help but stare at). almost every week you’ll find a new luxury item in your room–handbags, fur coats, perfume, jewelry–anything that pantalone thinks will keep you from demanding a divorce. he’s a busy man so it’s easier for him to perpetuate the illusion of you two being married by gifting you items that only his unfathomable wealth could come close to affording

-after a few of the harbingers begin teasing him for never bringing you around, pantalone keeps you by his side as if you’re some sort of luxurious accessory, hoping that he can use your marriage as another means to get whatever he wants. he’ll expect you to follow him around as he works and look expensive and intimidating just as he does. on top of that, he’ll sometimes treat you as his secretary, giving you the same condescending smile he gives everyone else as he asks you to bring files to his office or to deliver a message to someone 

-although he would never admit that he’s falling for you, pantalone relies on you a lot. the small things that you do for him add up and make his hectic work life slightly less busy. pantalone begins to associate your presence with tranquility, like a beacon of gentleness in the ruthless sphere of fatui business. you never frustrate him like many other people do, you just walk alongside him and occasionally ask if there’s anything you can do to help him, something that he doesn’t realize he appreciates until he really thinks about it. although his first instinct is to repay you with material goods, he begins to realize that actually acting like your husband would likely be a more efficient way to keep you happy (and would make it easier for him to get what he wants from you in the future)

-while you’re carrying a large pile of papers down one of the massive corridors of the zapolyarny palace a fatui diplomat bumps into you, causing the pages in your arms to fly out of your grasp and scatter across the floor. “watch where you’re going,” he hisses as you scramble to gather the files that pantalone had entrusted you with. a moment later you hear a voice from behind you. “how about you watch how you’re speaking to a harbinger’s lover” pantalone chides at the other man who’s still standing a few steps away from you. the man can barely muster an apology as he tries to fearfully scurry away from pantalone’s intimidating stare. you gaze up at your purple-eyed husband who, much to your surprise, kneels alongside you on the floor and helps you gather the files you dropped. he then stands and takes the pile from you before cupping your face with his empty hand, the metal of the many rings adorning his fingers is chilly against your skin. “no one will ever speak to you like that again while you’re with me, my little gem,” he says in an unfamiliarly sweet tone. you can only focus on keeping your mouth from dropping open in surprise as pantalone offers his hand for you to hold while the two of you walk together so he can show everyone that you’re his

childe:

-really the only harbinger that acts like you’re actually a married couple. he introduces you to his family, showers you with gifts, and goes out of his way to spend time with you (he loves ice skating/fishing with you and telling you stories alongside his siblings). half the time you’ll forget that you didn’t actually choose to marry him, anyone who observed the two of you together would be convinced you’ve been in love for years 

-childe knew it would only be a matter of time before he began to fall for you, from the second he saw you he thought you were beautiful, not tainted by violence and abyssal energy like he is. although he can be quite cocky, he’s still a bit nervous that his feelings aren’t mutual. you’re one of the few people outside of his family who’s shown him kindness and he doesn’t want to ruin what he has with you

-he goes all out when he plans to tell you how he feels about you. he takes you to liyue for lantern rite and buys you lavish jade jewelry and trinkets, accompanies you to any festivity you want to partake in, and gets the two of you a hotel room with a perfect view of the lantern release and fireworks. as you stand on the balcony watching the sunset he wraps his arms around you from behind. blood rushes to your face, you’re not used to childe being overt with his displays of affection. as you tilt your head to look at him he mutters “is this ok?” shyly, you nod, falling further into him as you realize how at home you feel in his arms, how you don’t want the warm, safe feelings he invokes in you to ever end. from that night on you found yourself feeling closer than ever to childe, the man that you could get used to calling your husband

[alhaith4ms]

how i think mornings with wriothesley typically go

“m’cold.” you rasped, voice a little hoarse and dripping heavy with sleep. you pulled wriothesley closer, still seeking his warmth.

“i need to go to work, sweetheart.”

you huffed, arms tightening around his waist. “s’till early, you can spare me a few minutes.”

“i have to meet with the guards. surely you don't expect the fortress of meropide to function well without it's administrator.” he chuckled, pressing a kiss on your forehead, trying to untangle himself from your grasp.

“c’mon, not even for me?” you know he can’t say no to you, ever, your eyes alighting with mirth the moment you noticed his resolve crack when his gentle movements against your grasp cease. 

wriothesley groaned, but a smile was playing on his lips, defeated. “you can’t always pull that on me.”

"it always works!" came your laughter as he collapsed on top of you on the bed, pulling the covers over the both of you. “and s'not my fault that you’re in love with me, baby.”

“hush now, lemme enjoy staying in with you some more.” he grumbled, wrapping you in his warm embrace.

“i love you too,” you smiled, pressing a kiss on his lips.

[miyaz6ki]

kiss him to shut him up ☆

summary. literally the title.

director's note. greetings disciples, i feel as though I have been FLOPPING!! so have something I'm frfr proud of, happy 1.5k disciples!

pairings. albedo, alhaitham, capitano, childe, wriothesley, neuvillette, dainsleif, diluc, xiao, kinich

warnings. kissing n all that sap (yuck), fluff/suggestive

albedo is busy talking to you about his latest experiments, wrapping his jacket around you to ensure you don't get cold while resting at his lab. maybe he didn't notice the sneaky glances you set from his ocean eyes to his lips.

"and so... it basically recreated a somewhat circle of-" peck! ... "huh?"

he doesn't which feeling is more dominant; flushed or confused. yet he won't complain too much, displaying a simple smile as he slowly blinks with confusion, lovingly at least.

alhaitham happened to be ranting about a drunkard he spotted at the bar he and his friends (cyno, tighnari, & kaveh) went to while playing TCG, cyno's treat.

but when it truly sinks in that you had just kissed him, he wished you had kept it for a little longer. honestly was very close to leaning back in and letting it lead to something else, but he wouldn't let his pride down. deciding on giving a smirk, and poking one of your cheeks.

"what was that for, hmm?"

capitano is secretly someone who talks a ton when you get to know him despite his cold exterior, he's very fond of getting to tell you about his day, not being able to necessarily tell anyone (other than pierro)

before you could pull away from the simple peck on his crusted lips- it's almost immediate that he pulls you back in, giving you barely any time to breathe. simply leaning in more to the kiss, a hand behind your head grasping your hair to prevent you from getting away. it's alright, he loves a chase.

"trying to tease me, my love?" a deep, dark chuckle emits from his raspy throat as he runs a hand down your spine, from your scalp to your back, his eyes pierced you with love.

childe is sooo obviously cheeky about this, his teasing is inevitable when you're the one initiating this. yet he finds himself so stunned from the whole thing, he could feel the blush creep up from his neck already.

he was busy telling you about his previous adventures, trying to impress you and show off his strength, yet the only thing he was able to see from how you looked at him, you were set on your lips on his.

"a- ahh... ahem. feeling uhh... bold i see."

wriothesley is in the category of chasing your lips, trying to immediately reel you back into the peck you caused. pulling you in by your waist so you can't escape his touch. he can't say he wasn't used to your teasing, but this time he wanted you to taste your own medicine.

holding you close, until the very line of saliva that connected both of your lips finally broke apart, it was your turn to be flushed with embarrassment.

"oh, look who's all blushy now."

neuvillette is the one who's stunned this time, yet his hands trail back to yours before you can step away a little too far, his eyes telling you everything that you need to know.

"don't run away now, c'mon..."

his smile was soft and genuine, he felt himself trying to lean in further into your touch, so he could stay asleep forever in your arms. he lands another kiss on your lips. he loves to express how much he loves you, yet he doesn't know how to apply and put it out there.

dainsleif found himself leaning back in almost immediately, he didn't wanna run away from you giving him affection out of everything. his cold fingertips trailing up your nape, a soft grasp on your hair (a bold move indeed!)

"...is that the berry flavored chapstick i bought you last week?"

he loves to notice the little things on you, he knows you appreciate it as well, a loving smile, his eyes equally just as loving, staring at you, and only you.

diluc won't admit the deep-seated embarrassment that envelops him. at first, the warm flush spread from his neck to his cheeks, yet he could notice the very same for you. trying to play it cool, his arm that encircles your waist, drawing you in with a tender grip.

"i suppose this isn’t how I imagined our evening would go,"

his voice was strained, maybe his paperwork could wait till later.

kinich is one of those who pulls you in by the waist, yet finds himself almost too flushed to go through with it. not that he doesn't want to, he's scared that you wouldn't want the same, yet he finds himself leaning in the same way you were, just to taste you again.

"leaving me so soon, you're mean."

ajaw calls you both corny as he comes back from a little walk (with certified dog walker mualani). you could hear a "human! take me back to where we whence came!" (the springs nearby) as you let out a chuckle. a sigh from kinich, he'll have to train him to be a little nicer.

xiao can barely comprehend what you just did. his cheeks flushed with teal. and to give context, it's canon that xiao's blood/insides are all teal- so when he blushes, it's teal, I did a bit of research on this :P but think of it how you will!

he argued that you shouldn't go out tonight, he can handle himself! yet... maybe your little kiss was a little.. maybe very convincing.

"y- you think this will change my mind about all of this, huh?"

[bunni-v1]

Genshin Men And Their Jealousy: An Evaluation

🍓Waiting for shop to reset so I decided to rank and evaluate how some genshin men (my favorites, sorry i’m biased) deal with jealousy. Quick answer is: Not well, lol. May do the women next, if there is demand.

Venti: 4/10

Venti has very little reason to be jealous, in fact, he kind of enjoys when others come onto you. Finds it funny. Encourages it at times. Sure he is possessive, but that plays into it a bit. He lets it go for a little while, only to come in when the other party thinks they’ve really got a chance and squash them all at once. You will likely not be privy to his annoyance with the other person, because he plays it off so well. However, you can get him pissed off if you lean into the flirting just a bit. In that case, he’ll make it very known to both you and your companion just how taken you are. Best prepare for a long night, my friend :)

Varka: 1/10

Sorry if this disappoints, guy doesn’t care. Most carefree, hands off man in the world. Someone’s flirting with you? Good! You’re fantastic! Really, why wouldn’t he want to share your wonderful smile with the world. Besides, everyone knows you’re the grandmasters partner. Think of it like him showing off, he doesn’t mind it at all so long as you come home with him. Though, sometimes, you’ll hear him admit that it bothers him just a bit. He knows your loyalties, but it’s hard when he has to share your attention sometimes. Just kiss him, his tail will start wagging and he’ll forget why he was upset in the first place.

Lohen: 5/10

He’s a bit of an odd case. On one hand, he has no doubt in his mind that you could do any better than him (egotistical freak). On the other, what’s up with all the testing his boundaries, don’t these people know who you’re with? Kinda stupid if you ask him. I doubt he gets all that jealous often, just annoyed that people are taking up your time when they don’t need to be. It’s not hard for him to scare them off, of course, so he’d never have any reason to do much about it… but still… you’re not on the market. Does he need to tattoo it on your forehead? Maybe a ring would work instead…

Tartaglia/Childe: 7/10

Chalk it up to his lack of emotional maturity, he gets jealous pretty easy, and he makes it well known to you and your little friend. Walks up behind you and makes it very obvious you are an item. A duo. Two peas in a pod. You get it buddy? Go away?? Still, he’s… nice enough about it. There’s a level of decorum he has… a level. It’s best to just pull him away quickly, or else he’ll get a little mean, and we don’t need this dog (fox?) barking do we?

Zhongli: 4/10

It may surprise you to see him be anything over a 2, but I believe old man’s still got it. Of course, he’s fairly chill, and he’s not the type to worry about anything like that too much. But, he does know what a prize you are. You caught the eye of the lord of geo, that little mark on your wrist proves it, you’re special. Others most certainly will agree, so he has to be wary. When he does have to “confront” an issue… he does so, so smoothly, you and the other party hardly realize he’s moved the conversation to another topic. Gramps still got that smoothness.

Kazuha: 2/10

Are we surprised guys. Kazuha wouldn’t bat an eye to any stranger you’re talking to, only gets concerned if they seem aggressive. He’s a gentle soul, and he knows what your relationship is. You can hold your own, and you’ll say no if you need to. You’re not an object to covet, you’re a person. His person. So no need to worry about anything like that. Still… he’s a little more willing to step in than Varka if he feels someone is being too pushy. Checks on you subtly, and watches the interaction with a careful eye. Just in case.

Tighnari: 7/10

You absolutely have to hear me out on him I’m begging. He’s a fairly laid back person, I don’t think he gets jealous often and he doesn’t mind strangers being a little friendly with you or you back to them. However, why I put him so high, is when he does get jealous? He’s insufferable. Blame it on genetics or whatever, but when he gets that itch in the back of his skull, he has to scratch it. Very much a “I’m part of this conversation now and I’m going to remind you about ten times that this is my partner and they’re not interested oh did i tell you this i my partner yet?” kind of guy. Also a little more touchy than usual. It’s embarrassing as hell, but it’s just how he is. You smile and laugh it off, so it can’t be so bad in the end.

Cyno: 4/10

*Points behind me* This guy, amirite? Cyno is less jealous more naturally protective. He always eyes new people around you with caution until he’s sure they’re not a threat to your wellbeing. That being said, the flirting tends to just be dismissed as harmless in his eyes. So what if they’re interested, so was he. He made the move, they didn’t. …They better not. He’ll keep an eye on them just a little longer, to make sure… Yeah, you might have to get this guy to chill a little. He’s (mostly) harmless, but that endless glare freaks everyone around you out.

Kaveh: 10000000000/10

Hates sharing your attention so much, oh my god he’s pathetic. He doesn’t really have much to call his own, but you are his partner, therefore he gets to be a little jealous about the people who approach you. He’s not subtle, though he thinks he is. Sliding up against you, cuddling you into his side with a huffy little glare. It’s so funny, like an angry little rabbit. Don’t tease him, though, he won’t like that. (Alhaitham points it out every time he does it, and every single time it starts a “fight”)

Wriothesley: 6/10

He’s not outward with it, but he gets jealous pretty easily. As the person he is, he feels there are things he can’t provide you with. Sun, being the main one, but among other things. So, when he sees a relatively normal guy with a normal house and a normal job in the regular old city… he gets a little nervous. Of course, you’d never do that to him. But… well… he wouldn’t blame you for wanting a normal life. Just kind of watches the interacting with a patient stare, smiles at you when you’re done. He won’t mention it unless you notice, but he’s honest too. Figures it’s better you know than not. Give him a hug, won’t you…?

Neuvillette: 9/10

Doesn’t clock that he’s jealous, that bothers him more. Unnamed emotion he doesn’t understand haunting him like a goddamn ghost. He just knows he doesn’t like when the secretary touches your shoulder, or when the cafe owner speaks to you in such a soft affectionate voice. Never asserts himself either, just stands by and watches… wondering why he’s so… irritated by the sight. When he finally asks Wriothesley, it bothers him even more to know he is jealous. Jealous of what? You are already his. But, unfortunately, emotion doesn’t like his logic, so he stews in his jealousy quietly until your attention is back on him.

Ifa: 5/10

True Neutral. Does get jealous, doesn’t like to act on it. He’s got a good head on his shoulders, he’s not gonna cause a scene over a little friendliness. Again, he’s the type to sit on the side and watch with a passive expression. Waits for you to come back to him, then he’ll tell you he didn’t really like that person. If they keep you too long, he’ll make himself part of the conversation, but won’t do much else unless they’re touchy or pushy. Pretty relaxed and mature about it, all things considered.

Kinich: 1/10

I don’t think he thinks about it. I mean like, really. I don’t think he cares enough about the other person to really consider them a “threat” of any kind. He might recognize “Hey that’s a weird thing to say,” but if it doesn’t bother you it doesn’t bother him. Usually him just being there is enough to scare the other person off. His stare is intense when paired with his silence. Still, if they’re being too pushy, he’ll just bluntly ask what exactly they’re doing and why. Pretty effective for scaring the rest off.

Flins: 3/10

I think he would find “jealousy” a funny feeling, if he felt it much at all. Very much the type to stand to the side in bemusement of the offender. His eyes crinkle in this creepy way as he does, simply observing with delight as you give them nothing to work with. Of course, as anyone does, he doesn’t like seeing others flirt with you… but you can handle your own. And if you can’t? Don’t worry, Flins is more than able to spook any strangers from your side. All as long as you turn your pretty, praise filled smile his way.

Dottore: 9/10

Feels the jealousy, doesn’t like to acknowledge it. As I said before, I don’t believe he gets jealous all that often, because he genuinely believes he is the most superior partner for you… But when he does, he’s quite nasty about it. He’s never above underhanded tactics to get your other suitor away from you. He’ll play the long game, just to see how much hope he can give them before it’s squashed without a second thought. Very much will limit your “freedoms” (aka, get in your way when you have plans by distracting or other methods) just enough to feel you and the other party separate. He’s not much for sharing outside of himself and a special someone else.

[nigelgraz]

Insanity-inducing angel to draw but im rlly happy with the face hmhhhh

[miyaz6ki]

kiss him to shut up ft. genshin men ii (part i here)

ʚ♡ɞฺ　　main m.list　ྀིᨯ — cw. sappy stuff, implied established relationship, fluff — characters included: aether, kaveh, dottore, pantalone, itto, cyno, tighnari, durin, lohen, varka

aether is telling you about his newest expedition in nod krai, mentioning things like columbina, and how much paimon loved their food. his new friends, new enemies, and a clue to his next journey... it was both breathtaking and hitching all at once and-

"and... oh, well you know how they are i- mmh!" it was already too late when your lips were on his, aether's eyes widen before easing into you.

he hadn't even realized it but he already had cupped your face and was already trying to lean into you for more. "huh? why'd you stop?"

kaveh is ranting to you about his most recent client, i mean, his infastructure was astounding, and certainly nothing went wrong with the prototype, who the hell just cancels out of nowhere?! what was this jerk even thinking??

"it's just- aarrgghh! infuriating!" you could see the steam coming out from his ears, his eyebrows quirking in his usual way. a small pout forming, and when his mouth finally was about to move- "an- mmm..."

he already had his hand tilting your chin upwards, letting out a pleased groan. "ah, leaving way too soon. you trying to tell me to shut up, or something?"

dottore and you were just walking in silence, silence that didn't include him. because for.. you stopped counting, but probably around fifteen minutes of just talking about his newest plan. something about... well probably snezhnaya and the gods again. you didn't really know.

"hah, can't you believe it. could mortals really be as... stupid?" - "what about me?" - "i know you aren't stupid enough to think you're includ-"

placing your lips on his briefly was enough for him to stop, and let you take the lead for a few steps. "you coming, zan'?" - "you... are interesting."

pantalone loves the time off he gets because god, he barely gets time off anymore. especially with the new currency plan he has in mind, and now he had the time to tell you all about it! so, what happens when that's not all you wanna hear from him?

"you see the pinnacle of my plan, yes? it's something i've been working on for a wh- mmm," he already closed his eyes, he was taken a bit aback yet he found himself already wanting more.

trying to lean in for one more before you pull away toooo far... "hmm? you started this, do you really wanna run off?"

itto being itto was him talking about his newest beetle, checking out how how its size would make any other challengers cower, you couldn't really find yourself wanting to listen. not when you hadn't seen him in a week and this is what he was doing?

"can you believe it, babe?! i beat him before ten second even hit the clock, i'm just amaz- mmhmmm! mmmh..." before he knew it he already (and very nervously) placed his arms around your waist.

"good... lord, you taste... nice, baby, is that the chapstick i got you last week? ack! okay, sorry!"

cyno is haha very tediously telling you a joke. and you just couldn't take it anymore so you just leaned in and made sure it was a gesture he wouldn't forget about and would stop telling you about how a shoe made out of a banana its called a slipper.

"wasn't that funny? why... babe, why aren't you laughing, beautiful? did i- mmmh." for how 'funny' his jokes are, he finds his hands caressing the sensitive skin of your lower back. pulling your closer by your waist.

"mmm, you... you are something." - "better than your jokes?" - "ill have to consider, you're a good kisser."

tighnari was just talking and talking and talking about the mushrooms he had been recently using for the dishes he had been so insistent on cooking. in which he did but realized pretty late that you had left that dish untouched, thinking of touching something else instead.

"and, you know how often these appear? how lucky are we that we have them growing our garden? baby? are you li- mmh!" you could already visualize his ears pointing upwards in the shock, only to feel him lean into your lips a little more.

"you... you are so... you are gonna be the death of me."

durin has you leaning on his shoulder while the rest of your friends danced in the middle of angel's share. sharing apple juice with each other that felt even more romantic and cheesy than it should've.

it was cute in a way really, it got to a point where varka and albedo have commented, and now here he was. your favorite dragon talking about his newest conch he-

"-found in liyue, isn't that great? hat guy took me out there, i wish you were there. all the views reminded me of you. so here, keep the co- what are y- mmn..." subconsciously his wings flap at the sudden warm sensation on his lips.

"y- you... what?"

lohen is busy talking to you about his latest encounter with the abyss. ringing an arm around your shoulder as he shows you around, pulling you close and super distinctively inhales your scent in. i hope you know that he cuts off a lot of his sentences just to tell you how nice you smell and look and are today.

"geez. you're amazing, i can't help but appreciate y- mmmn! mmn..." you can tell he was a little surprised but pulls you in more. it really get to a point where you need to pull away to breathe.

"oh? you seem excited. now you wanna back away."

varka is the kind of guy to pull you in by the waist, and starts to trail his kisses down your neck that turns to bites. has his free hand already cupping your face. it's so habiskjdasdjkhsa that the guy who was trying to hit on you just a moment ago. he would've just told the guy to fuck off but he doesn't mind this either.

"oh? what makes you think they aren't take- huh? what's that ba- mmn!" taken offguard the moment he feels you on him but again, hey. he likes showing off what's his.

"hmm? people looking? doesn't matter,"

[anonreaps]

Something about some of the rough-looking men of Hoyoverse… something2 hmmmm… ^_^

Manato, Lighter, Varka, Mydei

🌻 Imagine…

Manato using his body to shield you when needed as you are both fighting against ethereals. He’s always there to protect you and make sure he’s got your back covered. He always ends up surprising you with his insane strength that what should seem ‘almost impossible to deal with’ to you is something he is capable of managing. His body is no joke! He’s truly built that way for a reason.

He’s such a gentleman despite that though, he wants to help in any way he can possible! Need him to lift your groceries? He’s got you! Feel like someone’s acting suspicious? Don’t worry, he’s following right behind you like a bodyguard. Hasn’t he always been such a great help to you? You should totally reward him with many kisses! You’ll probably notice his tail going crazy behind him, but it’s just a clear sign that he truly loves you!

Lighter showing off a little more with what he can do if ever he’s fighting in the ring when you’re in the crowd. He’s there to give it his all to impress you and make you feel the pride of being his beloved. Like, yes, The Champion of the Sons of Calydon is your smitten boyfriend — yup! Whenever he’s done, he’s confident that you’ll be able to patch him up; he prefers the feel of your hands on his skin in general. Who is he to turn down a chance of physical contact?

He makes sure that there will always be time for you two to make more fond memories together. Even when he’s busy, he’ll always think of ways so you’ll both be able to spend time with each other that you’d never feel neglected! He does like taking you on rides and actual dates, but he finds a comfort joy in doing little things together… That stuff gives him many things to look forward to; you give him the strength to wake up and enjoy things that would be mundane tasks.

Varka making it look like lightwork with the two claymores he uses in battle. Those are the same swords he uses to protect others and you. He’ll manage to guarantee your safety, even while knowing how capable you are. And when he does get the chance to play as your knight in shining armor, he likes to get a little bit close to say a flirtatious line or two in hopes of keeping you on your toes for later before heading back to fight.

He likes to be loud about you — he doesn’t have any shame at all! He boasts about how great you are and would fight for your name in silly debates like ‘who has the best smile in Mondstadt,’ but ends up trying to fight for you having the best smile in all of Teyvat. Everyone has to know that he loves you, and maybe he’d bring a megaphone to scream about it on Celestia for all to hear.

Mydei and his duality… He’s truly a force to be reckoned with — given that he fought tirelessly as a child and trained to be as strong as he is today. He ripped off Nikador’s head in his trial with his bare hands and is the best frontline for Amphoreus, y’know? He can definitely protect you, and his immortality helps that even if he’d go down, he can rise again to keep protecting you (for the most part). His combat capabilities aren’t something to be questioned.

Even when he’s not fighting out there, he still wants to do or make things for you. He’d call you over to eat something he cooked or baked without you asking for it — all made with love! If you want to relax by the baths, he’d offer to make you his pomegranate juice so you could enjoy your experience more. Shows a lot of his love through actions — always making sure you to take care of you whenever you’re worn out and are as comfortable as you’ll ever be!

was gonna write for Wriothesley and Gallagher but i don’t know them as well compared to the others. booooo…

anyways, saw a tiktok with all of them after not going on the app for so long, saved it, then hopped off with the intention of not going on it for the next few months like a cycle. few tiktoks a year. enjoy~!

[internetladyfables]

[Scenario] Ashveil: Sleep-Talking Confession

cw: self-indulgent, possible OOC, fluff, female reader.

Requested by @starshiningsirius.

It’s a slow afternoon. You’ve been helping Ashveil organise old case files when he finally admits defeat with a big yawn. “Just a short nap,” he says, leaving the room of The Ashen Detective Agency.

It catches your attention. His sleeping spot is the fridge located inside the storage room, and yet, he just leaves to somewhere? You peek outside, and see the man lying on one of the Furbobo Weekly couches.

Furbos working here are quite friendly, and don’t seem to mind the presence of Ashveil.

A group of furbos whispers among each other, and quietly makes a few photos of the napping detective. They will surely have some juicy news about him, but Ashveil himself is too tired to bother.

You grab the case files and plop up on the other couch next to Ashveil.

From time to time, you shoot quick glances at him.

Ashveil looks so peaceful. He’s lying on his side with his forearm supporting his head. His long eyelashes cast shadows on his cheek which are slightly flushed. His breathing is slow and even; his chest go up and down. His long hair is a bit messy. His hat is held by the other hand.

Then, the man shifts slightly in his sleep, and you notice his lips moving.

You think how he’s adorable when sleep-talking. Until you catch him murmuring your name. And you freeze.

At first it’s incoherent — just sleepy murmurs. But then his voice, still rough with sleep and that velvet timbre, becomes clearer, and you hear your name more coherent.

You put aside the case files, and kneel beside him, listening closely.

Ashveil’s eyebrows furrow slightly.

“…don’t go… stay with me…”

He lets let out a soft, almost pained sigh.

“...I love you,” he murmurs, clear as day. “I love you so much it hurts sometimes…”

Instantly, your heart starts pounding loudly and your face heats up. Yet, you listen as he continues murmuring in his sleep heartfelt confessions which are spilling out like he’s been holding them in for months.

“…Please notice me,” he whispers one last time, before his breathing becomes even again.

You kneel there in a stunned silence. The great detective Ashveil… has just sleep-confessed to you.

A few minutes later, Ashveil stirs. He blinks slowly, then notices you staring at him with wide eyes and a burning face in a few centimeters from his own.

The man’s cheeks heat up at the fact how close you are, his eyes go wide, and he quickly sits up on the couch.

“…W-What?” He asks, rubbing his eyes; his voice is still a bit sleepy and rough. “Did I drool or something? You’re looking at me strangely.”

You bite your lip, trying not to smile too obviously, and sit up next to him.

“You… talk in your sleep,” you say softly, though your face is a bit hot.

Ashveil’s expression shifts from sleepy confusion to horror.

“…Did I… say something?” He asks now embarrassed. He tries to play it cool, but the flush creeping down his neck betray him completely.

You nod, smiling at his reaction — at how adorable the legendary La Mancha can be.

“You did,” you whisper to him. “You said you love me, and how you want me to notice you.”

Ashveil’s eyes widen, and his ears turn red. For a moment, the cool detective looks adorably panicked. Then he let out a soft, defeated laugh, closing his eyes and putting his hat on his head.

“I… did not,” he mumbles, tugging his hat to cover his eyes. “A very… unfortunate dream. Please forget you heard anything.”

You laugh softly and tug his hat back up so you could see his flushed face.

“It was a very sweet dream, then,” you tease gently. “And I don’t want to forget.”

He only sighs.

You cup his cheek and guide his face to look at you.

“I don’t want to forget,” you repeat. “Because… I feel the same way.”

“You… do?” He whispers; his voice cracks adorably.

You sigh playfully-annoyed.

“I’m surprised you haven’t noticed it, Mr Detective.”

Ashveil laughs at your teasing.

“I suppose my subconscious is braver and more perceiving than I am,” he says, smiling fondly with pink cheeks.

When you two are about to lean into each other for a kiss, you hear a click, and a white flash almost blinds you.

A group of furbos — who have been apparently watching the whole scene unfold before them — are taking photos of the two of you.

Ashveil pulls away, and looks at the furbos annoyed and embarrassed. When he’s about to open his mouth and scold them, he’s got interrupted by them.

“Detective Ashveil and his assistant—“

“—office romance—“

The furbos continue to chatter among each other about the love story between the two of you.

Ashveil lets and deep and embarrassed sigh. He wraps his arms around you and buries his face into your neck.

“...how undignified,” he mumbles into your skin.

You smile fondly, holding him closely. Your hear swell with happiness at how this man can be both intimidating and awkward, and at the feeling loved by him.

[121231212i]

Honkai: Star rail | Mortenex Blade trailer: "Nirvana"

[meebochii]

🐱

[pastoffe]

— Early Mornings 𖤓

How are they in the morning?

Notes; Mydei and Phainon post! Finally..!

Warnings; Possible OOC (?)

— – ✧ Mydeimos

How do you wake up a sleeping lion? You don't.

In rare cases you happen to wake up before Mydei does, then you're in for a sight made for sore eyes—

His golden hair forms a halo around him, casting itself over the pillows. His eyes are shut, with sunlight seeping past the cracks of your curtains, illuminating each delicate lashes. His arms, now free of his golden gauntlets, wrapped loosely around you—one acting as a pillow under your head while the other lay over your body.

The crown prince of Kremnos does not lower his guard—though the prophecy tells otherwise—even in his state of rest. And being handed this blessing by the Titans, you take a moment to simply stare at him.

Mydei rarely stays still long enough for you to be satisfied in taking in all of his intricate features—at least not without him questioning your intentions, and gradually looking nervous the longer your gaze stays on him. Sometimes he'd even nudge your face (gently) over to the side, just to avert your attention elsewhere.

It's interesting to see the contrast in his reactions—if you were any one else, you'd receive a much different treatment. You recall how stiff his shoulders become when he feels eyes on him, and the way his guard grows sharper as if readying himself for a possible ambush. No matter how unlikely it is.

A soft rustle breaks the silence of your bedroom as your hand emerges from under the blanket. Your fingers hover the side of his face, just a centimeter from touching the man's skin. The hesitation came from the thought of waking him up—the softest graze against Mydei would send him into an alert state.

And seeing this, extremely rare, state of peace he's currently in—you decide against touching him, despite how deeply you longed to cup his face and lay affection over your beloved's face.

Unfortunately for you, the motion of pulling your hand away ended up being the interruption to his slumber. With a slow rise of his eyelids, you're greeted with his golden irises focusing onto you.

“.. What is it?” He questions, his voice sounding much deeper than usual.

You shook your head, though you're fighting the urge to sulk at your unexpected accident which caused the loss of time meant for appreciation. “.. Just go back to sleep, Mydei.” You urge him, laying a palm over his cheek. Brushing over the red marking leading up to the side of his eye.

He hums, acknowledging your command but not following. “It would be unbecoming of me, and you aren't attempting to weaken my guard, are you?” Though his voice carries an aura of seriousness, you're the few people who knows when Mydei is simply jesting. In his own way.

You play along, moving your arms around his neck. Loosely hanging off of him as you shift closer. “Do you find the idea of staying in bed with me to be an act of sloth? I see it as lovers finally having a moment after so long being away from one another.” and you aren't wrong, Mydeimos had been away for… Whatever battle needed him.

You worry for him, despite knowing he lacks the ability to die, he still feels pain. Each and every wound he sustains, he can feel them. He may try to hide it from you, but you can see the way he would distract his brain from the pain each time his body heals a broken bone.

“Surely the crown prince wouldn't mind my request to stay here, just a little longer?” For good measure, you leave a quick kiss on his lips. A bold move. One you have a privilege to pull off.

Another hum, this time full of feign contemplation. He can never truly decline you. You both know that. And with a heavy sigh, he adjusts himself to perch his chin above your head.

“.. Two minutes.”

“Five?”

“.. Not negotiable.”

“Mydei..” you purposely nuzzle your face against his neck, softening your tone as you plead.

Without needing more convincing, he pulls your body closer to his.

— – ✦ Phainon

You can never sleep in when your lover is a dog that happens to have a human form.

Especially one whose strength outweighs yours by ten fold, if not a hundred.

Many complain about how they're unable to fully enjoy a slow morning due to their pet jumping up and down on the mattress. Desperate for attention. And food.

Phainon craves both.

While pets normally cannot communicate with owners through words. Your beloved, while fulfilling the criteria of a dog, can indeed speak. Which makes your situation much, much worse.

“.. Dawnlight, Dawnlight… hey…” gentle, persistent, pokings against your cheek as he attempts to nudge you into opening your eyes. He's definitely aware that you're awake, and purposely squeezing your eyes shut out of the need to prolong your sleep.

It's early in the morning, and he has this mental schedule ingrained into his brain. Which made it so no matter how exhausted you may be, he needs to have you awake by his side while he makes breakfast. Even if you ended up sleeping on the kitchen counter. He has taken many, many photos of you in that state.

“.. Dawnlight, I know you're awake.. C'mon.. I bought your favorite snack from the market yesterday. Don't you want to try it first thing in the morning?” Ah, one of his tactics—bribery. Fortunately, this morning you aren't particularly craving anything other than sleeping.

And seeing your insistence in playing pretend, Phainon opts to double his effort to get you up. He gathers you in his arms, in spite of your verbal complaints, with one arm around your head while the other holds your back. Cradling you against his chest.

“It's not good to sleep in,” he reasons gently, pressing a soft kiss on the side of your face. “You shouldn't stay up late so often or you'll end up lowering your brain's ability to focus.” a valid reasoning, but you refuse to heed.

“.. Let me sleep.. You can make your breakfast alone, Phainon..” There's quite literally no need for your presence in the kitchen, you always end up being a spectator as he cooks.

“But it's lonely cooking without you..” He huffs, the warm air brushing back your ear. “I'll let you sleep in next time, okay? C'mon, I'll cook something good.”

You can already feel the way his arms shift, just about ready to make the decision for you and head to the kitchen—perhaps he'll even cook while carrying you, isn't that just so romantic?

And you're too exhausted to argue with a man as persistent as he is charming. With a sigh of defeat, you nod. Earning Phainon another victory as he lays kisses over your neck in gratitude, rambling about what he'll make this morning for breakfast.

Yes, have a treat before Offe has her inevitable leave for a week or so due to.. Life. But, we do hope this could make up for it until Offe returns. And don't worry, we're still working on the promised O'gentle Maiden fic. It's in the works!

[sugiliteful]

if you think some salmon is going to persuade an aquatic predator such as mer Sugilite to let you, a mere human, pet him as you would a housecat, you—yeah, you would be absolutely right. play with his hair a little while you’re at it will you

[ultraexclusivetrash]

Obligatory annual Tumblr login. See you all next year. Have some Mydei <3

[kominigiru]

@usagiarchive @cryoculus

[ironicallyyn]

Smash-

[yomoleen]

"As you wish, my lady…"

[totheonewhotiesredstrings]

how i think these guys would interpret 'pads with wings'.

feat. phainon, anaxagoras and ashveil with fem!reader

a/n: i have no idea if anyone's written this but the idea was too good to pass up

round 2 here!: sunday, danheng, jingyuan

PHAINON:

♡ phainon WILL get it for you, no question.

♡ he doesn't care if he has to climb mountains, go through all 33550336 cycles again or fight irontomb, he will complete this mission and get his dawnlight her pads with wings.

♡ but when he gets to the store, phainon's utterly flabbergasted by the amount of choices in stock. i mean, there's daytime, nighttime, panty liners and a whole bunch of others he's pretty sure he doesn't know the use for.

♡ but hey, since it's you, phainon will take this with the utmost seriousness. anything less is an affront to his love for you.

♡ i feel like he'd definitely ask the other ladies in the aisle with no hint of embarrassment or shame. because what's there to be ashamed about a perfectly natural cycle of life? if anything, phainon wishes he was the one to bear all your painful cramps.

♡ after phainon completes his haul, that is to say a whole year's worth of pads he proudly carries like a trophy, he skips off to buy you wings because that's what you want. and of course he needs to buy them from your favourite place!

♡ after everything is done, phainon heads straight home and presents it all to you like he's a soldier sharing the spoils of war with his queen. he's practically an excited puppy when he places everything in your lap, looking to you for approval.

"um, phai, what is all this...?"

"your pads with wings!"

♡ phainon doesn't know why you burst out in laughter all of a sudden, but eventually understands what you actually wanted after you explain.

♡ kephale above, how could he mess up something so simple?! you counted on him for this and yet he's screwed everything up! no, he simply must go out again and get the correct pads.

♡ however, you prevent him from doing so when you wrap your arms around him and pull him onto the bed, thanking him in that angelic voice of yours.

♡ ah, well, guess he's staying.

♡ the next time you ask, phainon won't make the same mistake.

ANAXAGORAS:

♡ you want pads with wings? sure, he can do that for you. just to be clear, is that pads with wings or pads with wings? why are you looking at him like that? did you truly think he was going to decline your request? how foolish.

♡ anaxa may be labelled a fool, but he is by no means ignorant. in fact, he predicted that you'd ask him this question from how your brow creased by one degree.

♡ oh, and also the fact he's been tracking your cycles. he KNOWS what's going on. anyways, pads with wings, yes?

♡ surprisingly, anaxa knows exactly where the pads are located. it causes one to wonder the how and why, but that's not the point. what is the point is the fact that he has a notebook detailing what kind of pads you use on what days and how your period is usually like.

♡ we shall not question this because there is no shame in a guy wanting to know his lover better through her periods. but yeah he has it all colour-coded, dated and charted. it's as meticulous as the experiment logs he writes.

♡ anaxa treats the selection process like he's preparing a lecture on the care of dromases. that is how important it is. he critiques based on the material, comfort, your preferences...

♡ whatever people look for in pads, anaxa's already considered it. as such, he manages to pick out a few and extras for backups. always good to be prepared, and he isn't one to be underprepared.

♡ it might be worth mentioning that anaxa stares at the packs with such intensity it makes one think he has a vengeance against them, but no he's just evaluating which one has the higher percentage of absorbency.

♡ he even buys a few painkillers, a heating pad and some chocolate for you before heading home. needless to say, you're pleasantly surprised by it all.

♡ anaxa gets to feel proud of himself, and more importantly, you are taken care of. what more could he ask for?

"anaxa, how did you even think of all this? i only asked you to get pads with wings."

"pah, that's a rather shallow assumption of me. am i not more intimately acquainted with your body than most?"

♡ an amused smirk appears on anaxa's face as he dodges the pillow you throw at him.

ASHVEIL:

♡ pads? okay hold on, let him check how many credits he has left in his bank account. no no, you are not paying for them. over his dead body.

♡ i don't believe ashveil would be as enthusiastic as phainon or meticulous like anaxa, but it's more so his 'experience' comes from time itself.

♡ ashveil performs this task based off deduction and gathering of clues, like any good detective. it may not be detailed, but he has a general idea of what you want and how he should get the job done.

♡ maybe he'd feel a little awkward while he's buying the pads. not because of the act itself, but the fact that he's a tall old man (who looks young?) wearing a fedora with his arms crossed while looking at different brands.

♡ i mean, would you not get suspicious of such a guy?

♡ ashveil definitely does do the thing all old people do, the object far away as he snaps a pic with the phone close to his face for you to review. he takes a few, waits for your input, gets the ones you want and pays for them with whatever money he has left for the month.

♡ sanitary products are expensive, but you just let him worry about that, m'kay? your comfort is more important, and ashveil was raised to be a gentleman after all.

♡ when it comes to food, ashveil is going all out. he doesn't just buy wings. he buys you a whole meal. drinks, snacks, desserts, you name it. ashveil admits, he might've gotten a bit too carried away and he's blaming it on the appetite of that thing in his arm.

♡ no worries, if you can't finish it, the rest can be kept as leftovers. or maybe he'll eat it all, who knows.

♡ all in all, ashveil knows he's done a good job when he sees the grateful smile on your face. ah, how sweet his darling is.

"ashveil, how much was it all? i'll pay you back."

"ah, no. what did i say? it's on me. now start eating or else i'm stealing all your fries."