SUMMARY ; Varka's tired from an expedition only to come back to you uttering a certain archon's name repeatedly
PAIRINGS ; Varka X Fem!Reader | WC : 1.1k
WARNINGS ; SMUT, minors/ageless blogs DNI, oral (fem receiving), varka's lowkey a munch, use of petnames, little bit sacrilegious if you look at it, Husband!Varka, he puts you in a headlock while fucking, ass slapping, rough sex, creampie, he manhandles you, he mocks venti if you squint
"Oh dear Barbatos, you scared me!"
It was a habit of yours, growing up with Jean, albeit you were slightly older, still had the effects. Nowadays, you often hung out with Rosaria in the tavern as well, she lets it slip sometimes, when she's had too much and it's late into the night.
It didn't irk Varka, why would it? He and Venti are good friends after all. It was something he was used to hearing from you, a habit he slowly adapted and fell in love with over time. Well, he fell in love with you and all the quirks it brought along, even your slightly weird (since you weren't overly religious) archon calling habit.
So when he came home, he was slightly tipsy but still very coherent. He planned to surprise you, which he definitely did, bringing a bouquet of cecilias and windwheel asters with him. You didn't think he'd be home till next week, expeditions are no joke after all.
Maybe it was the slight sting of the firewater that still lingered in his throat, maybe it was the slight deliriousness he felt from how tired he was and how fast he rushed the expedition so he could come home to you, or maybe it was just because he missed you.
It annoyed Varka.
Hearing that drunkard bard's name from your mouth seemed to tick him off today.
"You're greeting Barbatos but not your husband?"
He came closer, invading your space, smelling strongly of a musk that was so evidently his, a slight tinge of what was left of his cologne, then a hint of the great outdoors, which you could deduct was from his flower picking endeavor.
"Varka, honey. You startled me! You're back so early."
You reasoned, starting to remove the outer layers of his clothing. Varka started to move, backing you up near the bedside table as he peered down at you, his eyes filled with something akin to hunger.
"Missed you a lot, sweets."
"I missed you more. I prayed to Barbatos everyday for your safe return."
“Is that what you’ve been doing? I was out there risking my life and you’re begging another man? I think that’s hardly fair, baby.”
“Varka? That’s not what I meant! What’s gotten into you?”
Your husband was acting differently, yet you couldn’t find it in your heart to complain, not when he was deep inside your pussy, slurping up everything that dripped out of you. You’ve already come twice, maybe even thrice. It was easy to lose count when the man between your legs ravaged you like you were the last meal on earth.
“Varka! H-Hold on!”
“There’s no lettin’ up for you tonight, sweets.”
The sentence was barely finished before he dived back in, he licked a stripe against your slit before plunging his tongue deep inside you, the rough texture of the muscle dragging against your slick walls. His nose was perfectly in place, nudging your swollen clit as he focused on devouring you.
He knew you were close, he had you memorized like the back of his hand. The way your back arched slightly off your shared bed, your little delirious rambles as he nudged you deeper into the throes of pleasure, even the way your fingernails scratched against his scalp as you clutched his blonde hair desperately.
Now, you weren’t oblivious. You noticed your husband’s irritation earlier, you knew what it was about. Yet, old habits die hard.
“O-Oh Archons!”
You cried out, the orgasm hitting you harshly, the pleasure coming in intense waves, leaving you trembling and your legs shaking. Even in your fucked out blissful state, there was no way you’d miss the way Varka’s eyebrows raised, his eyes gleaming slightly as if challenged.
In a mere second and with his brute strength, he pulled you by the legs, bringing you closer before flipping you onto your stomach, a harsh slap landing on your ass before he ran his hand against the reddening area.
Varka’s hands tangled into your hair, his other arm locking against your neck as he pulled you up, his length hitting your thigh before he whispered into your ear, his voice gruff and barely restrained.
“I’m the one making you feel this good, you hear me? There ain’t no Archon who can get you this delirious.”
He lets you go, letting your spent body hit the soft mattress before he takes hold of your hips, pulling them up and pressing the curve of your ass flush against his throbbing dick.
Varka’s thick and pulsing length slid into you with little to no effort, his groan reverberating in your bedroom. He pressed a kiss on your shoulder blade as he bottomed out. He pulled out almost all the way, leaving his big mushroom tip inside before sliding back in, the veins of his member pushing against your walls deliciously.
“Callin’ out to another man.”
He mutters under his breath, scoffing before fucking into you relentlessly, his gigantic hands gripping your hips tightly, his animalistic pace never faltering.
“You think he can make you feel even half this good, huh?”
You could only shake your head as you sobbed out, his tip bullying that specific spot in you, making all thoughts, especially those about a certain Archon, leave your head immediately.
Hell, if he had to fuck you to oblivion to make sure he’s the only one you’ll call to, he’ll do it ten times then add another five just to make sure his name’s the only one crawling around your pretty little brain.
“Why aren’t you calling out to Barbatos now, sweets? I’m sure he’d love to hear you.”
He punctuated every word with a sharp thrust of his hips, the sound of his skin slapping against yours rhythmically filled your ears, his groans mixing in with whatever sounds you could muster.
Varka adjusted you, placing a pillow under your hips to give himself more leverage as he played with your ass, squishing the soft skin as he continued to thrust into you. Your pussy was squelching, even with the multiple orgasms you had, you still struggled to take his fat length.
His thrusts began to become sloppy, beginning to lose its rhythm, giving way to his desperation as he chased that delicious high. With another thrust, thanks to the amplified pleasure given by the angle, you came together.
His thick cum gushing into you becomes the piece that pushes you to the pinnacle of pleasure. His body leaned forwards, Varka’s heavy breathing filled your ears as he pulled out of you,, his eyes trailed downwards with a groan to watch the sloppy mixture of your cum drip out of you.
“You were jealous of Venti, seriously?”
“Sweets, I was tired and I missed you so much, you can’t blame me for that.”
NOTES ; first time writing smut like this 🥸, i lowkey do not know if this is bad or good but i've had this thought for weeks 🙂↔️🙂↔️
UNDEVELOPED FEELINGS - don't worry i'll make you worry
aspectumatic/you!
- Vision holder course
- Reader is a polearm user, your vision is up to you
- Reader's family is full of scholars, they're the first one to have a vision in the entire lineage
hutaodealer/Hu Tao
- General service course
- Pyro polearm user, plans on taking over the family business after graduation
Modernbotanygod/Morino Mesune
- Support hero course
- Dendro catalyst user, well known for her vast knowledge in botany
sypnosis ; in which your mother enrolls you to the best university in the city so you can properly learn how to use your vision, you struggled with using your vision let alone attempting to master it, growing up in a family where no one else was blessed with a vision except yourself really didn't help in further sharpening your skills, thankfully your professor was kind enough to assign someone to train you, but what happens when your trainer happens to be your ex? will it go from an untrained vision to undeveloped feelings?
genre ; crack, fluff, angst, college!au, modern!au, guitarist!xiao, kind of inspired by bnha if you squint
warnings ; maybe some descriptions of wounds in later chapters, slowburn (at least i'll try), maybe some nsfw jokes being a vision holder ≠ having a vision, being a vision holder is being like a hero, some other people can use their vision in different things, ex. xiangling in cooking, you and xiao are both studying vision wielding (a.k.a the course for heroes), ocs will be included!
FINALLY starting this, restarting the taglist because idek who wants to be tagged anymore 🥲, first update will be uploaded in a few days, also maybe a reset of the searching for you smau 🙂↕️
Can I request florist reader and photographer scara :)
capture this moment
summary ; scaramouche is so absolutely frustrated that he didn't become editor in chief, did it really matter if if his work "lacked emotion"?? and what if his next project involves you? maybe then he'll be able to have "passion" in his work.
warnings ; some mild cursing, few uses of words like hell and fuck
pairing ; photographer!scaramouche x florist!reader
notes ; 1.1k words, implied slowburn near the end, reader and scara are students and part of the school paper!!! scara has a crush lowks. this inspired me to do a whole tevyat university spinoff so if you'd be interested in that multiverse, lmk!
“You’re missing the point here. It’s not that your photographs are ugly. Matter of fact, they’re impeccable.”
“Then what the hell is the matter?”
“Scaramouche, your art lacks life. Every single photograph here seems empty. They fit all standard requirements, the subjects are perfectly in view, the lighting is flawless.”
“All I’m hearing is I deserve the Editor in Chief position, Ms. Furina.”
He was pissed, and rightfully so. As long as he placed in the top three spots for the interschool photography contest, he’d be made the Editor in Chief. At least that was what Ms. Furina promised him two weeks ago. He didn’t understand, he placed first, he followed every rule, hell he even went out on a limb to take pictures of actual Khaenrian survivors. So yes, he was incredibly frustrated when he was called to her office only to be met with news that he wasn’t going to be chief.
“That's part of the problem. It's too perfect, too composed. You don’t lack skill, in fact you surpass most graduating students.”
“So what’s the problem? I really don’t like being lead on, Ms. Furina.”
“They lack passion. It seems like you’re doing this out of obligation. You need to add a little more.. emotion into your works. If I viewed your work outside an adviser's perspective, I'd think it look cool, but it wouldn't be something I remember in 5 years. It's perfect, but it's forgettable.”
Needless to say, he walked out of that office with furrowed brows and a huff. I mean, how unfair was that? It lacked emotion?? He’ll give her emotion alright. Well, it didn’t matter, while he did walk out grumbling and in a worse mood than usual, he also had a piece of paper with him.
A new project. One more attempt at giving emotion, whatever that meant. He scoffed just thinking about it. He wasn't even interested in photography, it was just something Ei urged him to join so he could join the school paper in high school. Now that he was in college, he was dragged into the publication and unfortunately burdened with the sudden urge to be editor in chief.
It didn't matter. The project was probably another sob story the school wanted to cover for more publicity. So imagine his shock when he finally read through the project details during his free time.
"What the fuck is this?.."
He scanned through it once more.
It was correct, that was his name. Why the hell did Ms. Furina assign him to a flower shop? With no direction or theme included at that. What was he supposed to highlight? The surroundings? The flowers itself? The story of the customers? The shop owner? What was he supposed to do??
His eyes flicked to the clock on the bland white walls of the library, he still had a few hours before his next class. He sighed, already dreading this entire project. He knew he'd have to get it done nonetheless so might as well visit the shop now so he'd figure out whatever it was his pastry loving school publication adviser was up to.
It took him 5 minutes to get to said flower shop, it was right outside the school gates. He entered, various colorful flowers greeting him. He went over to the counter, his gaze stuck on his camera as he adjusted the settings for some shots he pictured in his head.
"I'm from Tevyat Academy. I'm meant to shoot here." He murmured, half expecting a middle aged woman.
"Oh. I didn't think Ms. Furina would send you."
He looked up, he recognized your voice. Everyone who went to Tevyat Academy would recognize it. Your voice plagued the hallways in the early mornings and in the afternoon. You were one of the broadcasters. You were also in the publication, though you never directly worked with him, photography and radio broadcasting rarely mixed after all.
"What's that supposed to mean?" He was offended, well of course he was! Who wouldn't be with your reaction? He was one of the greatest, why on earth would he garner such a negatively neutral reaction?
"I just expected someone else."
"Who?"
"Why are you so pushy suddenly?"
"I'm curious, there's a difference."
"I don't know.. I expected Charlotte. Maybe even Ajax or Ineffa."
There is no way in Archon's good grace you just lumped him with Ajax. He'd understand Charlotte, they were both dedicated to their craft. Ineffa was.. blunt, but she worked well. But Ajax?? What could have possibly been happening that you expected him?
"Well I'm here, deal with it."
"Oookay." You nodded along, not wanting to sour his mood further. He had quite the reputation.
He started working, taking snapshots of the flowers, then the storefront, then the interior. He was a mess when left with little to no direction. Then in the corner of his eyes, he noticed you admiring and fixing up the flowers on display.
His hands moved to it's own accords, snapping a photo. He'd rather die than admit it to anyone but he held some kind of admiration for you. You balanced your academics well, you ran your own flower shop (he was aware you had one, just didn't think it'd be this one), you had a certain confidence whenever you were in front of the microphone and you lift all your members up.
He'd seen it before. You both attended a press conference and a freshman recently joined the radio broadcasting team. Bennett was young and he was.. inexperienced to say the least. The mics were tangled up, the printer suddenly jammed and when it was fixed there were misprints everywhere, and when it finally worked out, he spilled water on all the copies, leaving the team scrambling last minute.
He remembered seeing the whole thing in real time, how the life and hope was slowly sucked out of all your members due to the very unfortunate events caused by a freshie. You smiled, took a deep breath to shrug your own frown off before talking to all of them, specially Bennett who was on the verge of tears. Somehow, you brought them all back from the deep wreckage of doom and despair that the young blonde lead them to.
He looked back at all the photographs. It seems he still has a lot to learn, because he understood now what Ms. Furina meant by his photos lacked emotions. He never saw it before because he didn't have anything to compare it to. Now, he had your photo as a reference.
It was extremely corny and he knew it, but he couldn't help the warmth that slowly spread in his chest when he looked at you, so deeply enthralled by the cecilias. His frown deepened, he sighed, his hands already lifting up to capture more candid photographs.
additional ! this makes me wanna write for spiderman childe so bad oooo i'm so enthralled like he's a cecilia, ++ leave comments or asks for any suggestions for tevyat academy spinoffs, i MIGHT also introduce a few ocs that way cause i love my babies
Silly friend Kuroo who flirts with you so much even as friends but is completely speechless when you flirt back
Silly friend Akaashi who packed lunch for you after his mom cooked something you told him you liked once
Silly friend Kuroo who’ll stalk your tiktok reposts AND let you know (He’ll send you a message asking why you haven’t reposted anything and he’ll play it off saying your reposts were more interesting than his fyp)
Silly friend Akaashi who thought posting a story with your initials on the books was a huge hint that he likes you
Silly friend Kuroo who overexaggerates every interaction with you to Kenma
Silly friend Akaashi who does the opposite and doesn’t want to add any malice to any interactions because he doesn’t want to assume
Silly friend Kuroo who saw you with another guy and confessed right after
Silly friend Akaashi who was speechless when you confessed (He didn’t expect it at all) so he confessed via messages when you two got home (He showed up to school with a bouquet the next day to make up for his lame confession)
Silly boyfriend Kuroo who uses any excuse to spend extra time with you
Silly boyfriend Akaashi who’ll tease you if you show him a scary tiktok then cuddle up with you because he’s scared too
Silly boyfriend Kuroo who immediately folds if you look at him a certain way and he forgets what he was doing in the first place
Silly boyfriend Akaashi who’ll come to hug you after a game, just resting his head in your shoulder while he tries to even his breathing
Silly boyfriend Kuroo who’ll use your favorite artist in his Instagram stories even if he doesn’t know a single song from them
Silly boyfriend Akaashi who says he’s jealous of your best friend because he wants to be babied. (He knows you two are just friends, he just wants your attention)
Silly boyfriend Kuroo who’ll spend hours yapping about chemistry even if you aren’t interested in STEM because he knows you’ll listen
me and my friend lowkey reached flow state yesterday coming up w these i’m crine
summary ; the wanderer doesn't think there's anything he's wanted more than you and it annoys him to bits
warnings ; wanderer gets kinda hated on but nothing tew explicit
pairing ; wanderer x akademiya sage!reader
notes ; so,,, so hi... uhm i hope this is appreciated, this is kinda short but this idea has been SO stuck for me, also everyone kinda knows he's scaramouche here so,,
God, you were just so pretty. You were everything he didn't allow himself to want. That somehow made him want you even more. Nahida first brought you up as one of the Akademiya's sages, someone who could teach him how to be more human. He scoffed at the idea at first. He was Scaramouche, he was a harbinger. Why would he need help to act.. normal? Maybe that was the entire reason why, he couldn't forgive himself yet. He couldn't let go of his identity as Scaramouche. He thought you'd be like the other people at the Akademiya. They all looked at him like could explode at any moment, like he'd reveal his true intentions any time. You were considered fresh meat, some even considered you as the teacher's pet.
You were young, too young to be a sage according to the majority of the Akademiya's scholars. You were the newly appointed sage of Spantamad after Cyrus retired. You and him were close, so it raised eyebrows when the position was given to you. You didn't mind though, continuing to study at the Akademiya with a burning passion. When you two first met he thought you seemed weak. You seemed to soft, too naive for the serious amount of power you held.
"Hello, Wanderer."
You greeted him with a polite nod, the same one you used for just about anyone who greeted you in the halls. You didn't look at him like he was that harbinger who almost ruined the entirety of Sumeru. You saw past that. Your first official session was a mess, you brought him to the city, hoping to introduce him to some of the customs, maybe even introduce him to a few of the locals. You'd expected some people to stare, some to act differently, but it surprised you when almost everyone acted like you were walking with a monster. He heard the murmurs, all the unsolicited whispers. they were talking about how it must be so hard for you, or what you could've done to garner this level of a punishment.
With a heavy heart, you decided to drag him to one of the cliffs. You sat down wordlessly, looking at the view as you sighed. You were used to all this. Mainly because you experienced it too, people saw you because you were only in your only twenty's, you were supposed to be going out, enjoying the world, not tied down to the responsibilities of a sage. You looked at him as he stood under a tree, leaning his back on it.
"You shouldn't dwell on it."
You spoke in a murmur, to which he only scoffed. Why would he dwell on it? He wasn't. That'd be weird. That'd be weak. The next session you two stayed indoors, you were encouraging him to study at the Akademiya, saying that he had the brains for it, he just needed to find a topic he was passionate about. He thinks he hated you more in that moment. You were being annoying. You were rolling your eyes and arguing with him like he was any other person. You treated him with such normalcy that he didn't know what to do. He would've rather had you look at him with disdain than deal with this new feeling.
The following week you approach him with a bouquet of white tulips, you casually mention how tulips are often related to freedom, and you remembered him when you were passing by. You handed it to him, smiling as you told him about mundane things. That's part of being human, right?
You've taught him perhaps the most human thing someone can do. It starts small, he starts looking forward to your weekly session, even swallowing his pride and asking Nahida if he could see you more often instead of every Thursday. He starts to look for you in crowds, it almost comes out of instinct. He acts like he doesn't care about what you're saying but then the next week he'll furrow his brow.
"Why're you getting that one? You hate that."
He'd argue with you over your own preferences, you thought you'd try something new but you can't fight him when he's being practical.
You taught him how to love and now he feels a bit scared. He's never wanted anyone as much as he wanted you.
summary ; your lover is sleeping and you decide to wake them up.. only to tell them to sleep again!
warnings ; use of several petnames, mentions of cursing in wanderer’s but that’s it, feel free to send an ask if i forgot any!
pairing ; heizou, diluc, wanderer, kaeya x gn!reader (separately)
notes ; I SAW THIS PRANK ON TIKTOK AND idk i thought it was kinda funny teehee, i missed genshin so i think i’m gonna start posting again, also if i did the current boyfriend trend thing, who would you want to see?
HEIZOU
Your detective lover was already deep asleep, he’s been on leave since he cracked a huge case, though you think it’s time to have a little fun, just to keep him on his toes, y’know?
“Babe, wake up.”
Heizou was a pretty light sleeper, his eyes fluttered open, sitting up and rubbing his eyes as he looked around.
“What’s wrong, lover?”
“You should go to sleep, it’s already late.”
He looked at the clock at your bedside table, nodding before laying down, his arm wrapping around your waist.
“Go to sleep, ‘s not fun playing tricks this late, lover.”
He mumbled, still half asleep. In the morning he got you back with something mundane, like putting your coffee in a bowl and your cereal in a mug, or something of the sorts.
DILUC
Your fiancé was snoring slightly, deep asleep as his arm was heavily wrapped around your middle. You tapped his shoulder once. Then again, and a few more times before he shuffled around, pulling you closer. He spoke in a deep voice, still dripping with sleep.
“What’s the matter?”
One of his eyes opened, peeking at you.
“Hm, we should go to sleep, it’s already late.”
“You sure? What’s wrong?”
He waited till you fell asleep first, his arm cradling you a bit closer, he asked a couple bajillion times to make sure nothing was wrong and you didn’t need or want anything. The next morning, Diluc acted indifferent, simply shrugging it off while plating your waffles.
“I thought you needed something.”
“It’s fine if I wake you up in the middle of the night for something?”
“Why wouldn’t it be? I’m marrying you.”
WANDERER
He’d been a little more teasing these days, maybe it was the Liyue air making him act up. You decided to go for a little vacation to the neighboring nations, just to explore a bit. You tugged on his collar. His brow furrows and you know he’s awake, he’s just not opening his eyes yet. You lightly yank his sleeve to which he wakes up.
“What?”
“Nothing, we should go to sleep.”
“That was what I was doing till you decided to wake me up, are you sure it’s for nothing?”
“Yes.”
“Archons, I’m trying not to cuss you right now.”
“You know you love me.”
He rolls his eyes, putting one of his arms on the pillow so you could lay your head on it.
“Go to sleep.”
The next morning he was a bit grumpy, but he still held your hand as you walked along the harbor, so you knew he didn’t care, much at least.
KAEYA
He’d always been the playful one, but lately he’s been teasing a certain cute spark knight a little too much. Now, you loved your husband dearly, but you also loved Klee, and you had made a little promise to get her uncle Kaeya back.
“Kaeya, honey, my love, get up.”
“What? What’s happening? Who’s there?”
“Let’s go to sleep already, Kae.”
You tried to suppress your laughter, though this cavalry captain had already gotten the gist of your joke.
“Not funny, my beauty sleep is important.”
He acted mad, had a pout, yet he still cuddled you a bit closer. The next morning, he acted dramatically, saying that he aged ten years from his lack of sleep.
SUMMARY ; enjoying yourself during the windblume festival horseback riding event lead to some interesting inquiries from your husband
WARNINGS ; slightly suggestive, none of the actual winky wonk part 🥸 diluc uses petnames mwahaha 😈
PAIRINGS ; Diluc x fem!reader
NOTES ; I LOVE SABRINA CARPENTER 🗣️🗣️🗣️ reader owns a bakery, i might make this a series (different songs of the album) if my sched permits 🙂↔️🙂↔️, reader is called madame
You’ve been looking forward to the Windblume festival for weeks, maybe even months now. But everyone knows that much. From the way you brought it up in conversations at work, mentioning it when patrons simply wanted their bread.
“Yes! and trust me, this croissant goes specially well with some dandelion infused coffee, it’ll be a special here during Windblume!”
“Ah.. Okay?..”
To the way you decorated the manor..
“Adelinde! Do you think these teal curtains contrast the manor too much?”
“Not too much, madame. Is there something wrong with the curtains i put up last week? It’s too early to change them.”
“No! That’s not it! I just think this teal shows off that Windblume spirit more.”
“Ah, I see. Then it’s perfect, madame.”
And the one person who knows it all too well, your husband, Diluc.
“Ah, but I’m too excited! Do you think the dandelions will be in full bloom in time for the festival? I think that’d be perfect!”
“You’re right, darling. For now, I think it’s best you sleep.”
“You’re right, maybe the festival will come quicker that way.”
“Mhm, sweet dreams, my love.”
Point made clear, everyone and their grandparents knew of your certain excited-ness towards the festival. You were specially excited for an event that was being held by the Knights of Favonius.
Horseback riding.
It’d been something that you enjoyed as a kid, but since you moved to Monstadt, that lacks horses, you couldn’t quite indulge yourself in it. You found yourself having less and less sleep as more and more excitement goes by.
And finally, Windblume has arrived.
You were giggling all morning, getting dressed in your dandelion themed outfit that Diluc got you as a present. He gave it to you long ago, but you’ve been saving it for this very occasion.
As you finally step into the city of Monstadt, hand in hand with Diluc, Kaeya pulls you away.
“Special VIP entry for my favorite sister in law.”
“I better be your only sister in law.”
Kaeya laughs in response, finally settling with showing you a black horse. You couldn’t help but smile at the sight of it, dragging Diluc as he helped you up the horse.
Your instincts kicked in and the horse started to gallop, you rode with it flawlessly, moving with as you reminisced your equestrian side from childhood.
Diluc however, was having quite different things to reminisce on. The way your hair flowed with the wind, your effortless maneuvering of the horse, the way it all seemed so effortless. The way you rode.
“Try to hide it at least.” Kaeya teases as he sees how hard Diluc is staring.
“Will you shut your mouth.”
Seems like you and Diluc has something new try after the festival.
hi! I'm like, kinda back.. (emphasis on kinda) and I wanna start a smau again! idk if I'm still relevant here but this is for the people who still see my posts!! anyways, lmk if which one I should start or if I should remake my scara snau
SUMMARY ; waking up beside your clingy husband + you're newlyweds
WARNINGS ; none! (feel free to message/send an ask if I should any!)
PAIRINGS ; Diluc , Xiao , Scaramouche x gn!reader (seperately)
NOTES ; DILUC HAS A STUBBLE 🗣🗣🗣tbh.. idk where I got this idea!! I want to come back though so!! I don't play genshin anymore so I can't do any newer characters :,) also.. would you guys be interested if I made bots on c.ai or something of my scenarios??
Masterlist
─ DILUC
You start to toss, the lights that pass through the blinds waking you from your slumber. Your husband typically doesn't like to sleep in, but due to the heavy work in the tavern and winery, he's allowing himself to wake up just a little later.
You were thankful for him, the main reason why he's so tired lately is because his workload has doubled, he insisted on handling the wedding preparations, in return, he had to take a break from work. The only things you had to do were pick the color schemes, pick flowers, etc. He handled hiring and everything.
You brushed some of his long red hair back, he has a stubble forming on his chin, an indicator of how little time he's had to himself. His eyes slowly Flutter, though he keeps them closed. He pulls you closer, his hand that was wrapped around your waist tightening.
"What.. Time is it?"
His voice is a little rough, deeper than usual, and it doesn't fail to stir butterflies in your stomach even if you've been together for a long time.
"Just a few minutes past 8."
He grumbles, the sound deep and lazy, he clearly does not want to get up yet. He tucks his face into your neck, his hair brushing against the skin. You laugh softly at his uncharacteristic behavior. You couldn't help but press a kiss to his temple.
"You should stay in, luc. I'll make us breakfast."
He stays quiet, but his hand tightens even more around your waist. It's not enough to hurt you, but it's enough to keep you from getting up.
"I'll get up if you get up."
He mutters, his eyes still remain closed. His words were slightly strung together, he's still sleepy.
"I need to make breakfast, Luc. So you can eat when you get up."
You laugh a little, he was just too adorable. For a man that was muscular, big, and feared by many.. He was definitely acting like a baby.
"I'll make breakfast.. Just stay with me, please?"
Well.. How could you say no when he asks so nicely?
─ XIAO
Your day already started, and it's barely past 7 in the morning. You really did need to get another room in the inn, preferably one where the sun didn't shine right in your eyes in the ass crack of dawn.
Your beloved yaksha was resting peacefully, his hand holding your wrist. At first, he didn't really like to cuddle during the summer, but he refuses to sleep unless he knows you're in bed with him and sleeping too. It's a cute habit he's developed, and even now that he's grown accustomed to your touch whatever the weather is, he still prefers to sleep holding your wrist.
You know he doesn't like to sleep in, and if you remember correctly, he promised the traveler that he'd help with their commissions today. You press a feather like kiss to his forehead, right on the diamond. His eyebrows scrunch as you do so, his hold on your wrist getting slightly tighter.
You continue to place kisses on his face. one on his nose bridge, another on the tip of his nose, yet another one on his temple, multiple on his cheek. The only sign that he's awake is the slight flush that's creeping up on his cheeks.
"Good morning.."
He mutters, trying to shake the sleepiness off.
"Morning, husband."
You whisper, the name rolling of your tongue. It's a bit awkward to say, but every cringe feeling is worth it when you see him flush deeper. As much as you loved him, you loved to tease him, and what more is, he wouldn't have it any other way.
─ SCARAMOUCHE
The rain hits against the window, creating a cool, comfortable ambience. You turn around, expecting to see scaramouche asleep, only to see him staring at you with somewhat lidded eyes. He closes his eyes immediately as you awakened.
"Good morning, Scar."
You mutter, choosing to let his entire "Watching you sleep" thing go.. For now, at least.
"Morning."
He responds briefly, he's still a little embarrassed. In all honesty, he was supposed to wake you up, but you looked so peaceful. Despite your hair being all over the place, your mouth slightly ajar, and your position looking like you just landed after catapulting, you were still so beautiful in his eyes.
Don't get him wrong, he thinks it's pathetic how whipped he is for you, but it's not like he wants to stop it. Maybe he'll accept being pathetic for now.
"How did my husband sleep?"
"Oh my archons, shut up."
He loves you. Despite your weird sleeping positions and your relentless teasing.
ALSO....THAT POST. GIRL DINNER. MY GIRL DINNER. girl lunch. girl breakfast. girl teatime. girl teabreak. girl supper. girl appetiser. girl main course. girl dessert. girl EVERYTHING
where can i find a man like that irl pleaseeeee im literally on my knees
SCARA WITH A DEEPER AND HUSKIER THAN USUAL VOICE OH LORD YESSIR! he definitely does omg and i think he would use it to his advantage every single goddamn morning.
AND THIS PART:
"hurry up, i wanna sleep again."
"are you sure you just wanna sleep again or you just wanna cuddle?"
"both, just hurry."
he's our lil tsundere grumpy grouchy sleepy meow meow and i want to kiss him so bad /silly
sorry this ask got long HAHAHKDJFKD have a great rest of your sunday <3
i am the biggest supporter of scara not explicitly saying what he feels but if you were to ask him he wouldn't deny shit ‼️‼️