#genshin x gender neutral reader

Arataki Itto with a chubby!reader

Trigger warning(s)/Tags: angst, hurt(?)/comfort, fluff, comfort, mentions of insecurities, body image issues, body type descriptions

Word count: 1469 words

Date posted: Feb. 2 2022

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• First of all, this has been on my mind for months so I have to share it

• Second, Itto would be WEAK for a chubby s/o

• Like, you cannot tell me this man wouldn’t be over the fucking moon for any type of s/o

• Regardless of your body type, Itto would give you the utmost respect, love, and support

• It’s already known that this loving himbo would go out of his way for anyone he loves and cares about, even if he doesn’t know them that well

• So him loving all types of appearances is completely within the realm of reality

• He also just gives off that vibe

• But back to the main topic here: our beloved himbo absolutely adoring his chubby!s/o

• He loves to cuddle into your chest or stomach and just be surrounded by your warmth

• His love language is 1000% physical affection

• If you gently pull his head down into your chest when cuddling, he will fucking DIE

• This man is down bad, please take care of him

• He prides himself on protecting you and making sure you’re okay

• He gets into a lot of trouble on his adventures, so he has to make sure you’re okay over everything else

• You’re precious to him, so he’d do absolutely anything to keep you safe and healthy

• Insecurities? Not on his watch

• He tells you how much he loves you every moment of the day

• One day he finds you looking in the mirror, poking and prodding at fat

• It doesn’t click in his mind at first

• He honestly just thinks you’re admiring yourself the way he usually does

• Then you suck your stomach in, sighing out in frustration when you don’t achieve your desired outcome

• He’s still a little confused to be honest

• Confused as to why you’re frustrated

• What’s there to be annoyed with? It’s skin, beautiful skin that he loves to squeeze and kiss and admire as of it was a shining star placed into his hands by a god

• It isn’t until you avert your own gaze, looking away at the mocking reflection, and grab your previously discarded shirt from the counter, that it clicks

• Are you unhappy with your look?

• He doesn’t quite understand this struggle personally, but he empathizes with you still

• He’s far from immune to insecurity, having his fair share of the wretched feeling

• Itto understands what it feels like to have those plaguing thoughts ringing in the back of your mind, screaming at you

• He fears not being able to protect you, thinking he’s not good enough for you or that he’s only going to bring you down with him. The list goes on

• So when he sees you in such a vulnerable state, it breaks his heart

• Especially since you’re fretting over a part of yourself that he loves so much

• Nuzzling his face into your stomach is probably one of his favorite pastimes

• The chub on your arms makes you one of the best huggers he’s ever met

• Your chubby cheeks? The best place to plaster sweet kisses over and over so he can hear your melodious voice giggling while you tell him to stop

• Your thighs are heavenly pillows which he thanks the archons for every morning and night

• Itto understands the feeling of insecurity, but he can’t quite understand this insecurity

• But that doesn’t make it invalid!

• He knows that it’ll be a nagging little voice regardless of what he says

• But if he can help reduce it to just an annoying nagging voice that you can flick away, then he’ll do just that

• Making his way to the bathroom, he steps behind you, looking at the reflection of you both in the mirror

• His arms snake around your waist and he bends slightly to rest his head at the base of your neck and shoulder

• He wordlessly gazes at your reflection, a soft smile taking over his lips at your image

• The words he had quickly planned out seemed to float from his mind, lost in the lovesick grin he adorns

• “You’re so gorgeous.” is all he’s able to muster up

• Realizing he must have seen you, your face heats up, eyes widening and trying to hold back the embarrassment rising in your throat

• Itto sends a silent, understanding smile, before kissing the base of your neck and nuzzling his nose into the warm skin

• “I love you, you know that right?”

• His words never fail to make your heart flutter, but you can’t help but wonder if your heartbeat speeding up is from the sentiment or the anxiety

• “Yeah,” you choke out with a stiff chuckle, “ you tell me everyday.”

• “That also means every part of you.” His voice is muffled with his face planted comfortably in your neck

• He looks back up into the mirror, the gentle, loving smile never having left his face

• “What do you mean?”

• “I mean,” he takes in a deep breath, standing up to his full height, pulling you closer against his chest. “it’s time for us to cuddle and for me to show you how much I love you’re pudge!”

• The words don’t seem to hit as well as he would have hoped, you tiny smile still holding an edge of resentment

• “Why do you like it?”

• “Like what?”

• “My fat. You’re always holding or squeezing it, doesn’t it gross you out?” You sneer at the reflection which seems to mocks you

• “Gross me out? Why would it do that?”

• “Well it’s just.. there. Wouldn’t you want to be with someone that’s more fit like you?”

• Now that genuinely confuses him

• Man is the embodiment of the meme where the woman’s confused with math equations around her head

• “What makes them any different from you?” His hands, still tightly wound around your waist, start subconsciously rubbing and kneading at your stomach. A comforting action he’d picked up fairly early on in your relationship

• “They’re skinny, I’m not. Wouldn’t you want someone prettier? Like with a flat stomach?”

• Your words hit him like a punch in the gut, but the tears starting to form in your eyes only make the feeling worse

• “But you’re gorgeous, I couldn’t dream of being with someone else.”

• Itto’s hands move to your shoulders, turning you away from the mirror to look at him

• His hands move to your cheeks, caressing the skin with a gentle thumb

• “Being skinny doesn’t make you beautiful and having extra fat doesn’t make you ugly.”

• His eyes flit back and forth between yours, holding back the urge to pull you into a kiss that very moment

• “I love you and every part of you. Your chub just makes you all the more better to love and cuddle with and kiss and hug and everything else!”

• He planted scattered kisses along forehead, cheeks, and nose. Muttering “I love you”s between each

• Describing and explaining things may not be his strongest suit but the sincerity of his words is enough to get the message across

• Again, his love language is physical affection, so showing how much he loves and adores you is the best way he knows how of assuring you

• “Thank you, I love you too, Itto”

• You’re still not feeling great, Itto can tell

• Your smile doesn’t reach your eyes and you have a tired and drowsy look in your eyes

• “So, about that cuddling part…”

• Itto looks at you hopefully, taking in the gentle smile which grows just a little bit wider at his suggestion

• “Okay,” you chuckle. “Come on, I could use a nap.”

• You take his hand to drag him over to the bed, now pulling a lovesick man who seems to be floating on cloud nine

• Crawling under the covers, you lay on your back, opening your arms to your boyfriend invitingly

• Itto’s eyes light up like a kid being given some fresh and sweet dango

• He cuddles up to your chest, placing tiny kisses along your stomach and chest, whispering sweet nothings after each

• Finally, he settles when you gently pull his head down to your chest, running your hands through his hair and humming a small tune

• Hearing your contented sigh, he watches as you slowly drift off to sleep, comforted by the warmth he was giving

• If he was standing he might have just fallen over

• He swears that whenever he’s with you, it feels like he’s died and gone to Celestia

• He’s not fully sure how to help but he’ll do whatever he can to make sure you know that you are cherished and loved. Chubbiness and all

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ᴛᴀɢꜱ: , !
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felt all of the stress of his job starting to weigh down on him. It took a physical toll, dragging lines down his face and tensing his shoulders. Everything was becoming too much. He had a huge pile of paperwork to finish by the end of the day, which was in three hours, and still had to patrol the city to check for threats. Placing his head in his hands and staring at the mahogany desk slightly below him, the man realized that for the first time in a while, he may genuinely need a break.

As if someone had been sent by the archons themselves to answer Diluc’s silent prayer, a knock resounded through the quiet study. Raising his gaze, the crimson-haired male uttered a deep ‘enter’, before straightening his posture. In you walked, a steaming cup of tea sitting in your free hand. You offered a smile, the expression seeming to light up the entire room around you. 

Your beam soon fell, however, when you noticed the gauntness of your husband’s face. The exhaustion was obvious, prominent eyebags sitting under his dulled crimson irises. His hair was haphazardly pulled into a messy ponytail, and his cheeks were sunken in. It seemed he had been overworking himself again. A frown crawled onto your lips as you made your way to his side, setting the heated drink on the desk before turning to fully face Diluc.

Before you could open your mouth and chastise the man, his head fell forward, landing on your soft stomach. The unexpected action brought a small squeak of surprise from your mouth, as you slowly raised your hands.

“Please, allow me to stay like this. Just for a moment.”

How could you ever deny a request like that? Smiling ever so slightly, you placed one hand on the top of Diluc’s head, the other on the side of his face not pressed against your body. Your fingers gently carded through his hair, fixing the stray strands and tidying the ponytail up. The wine tycoon felt all of the stress beginning to melt from his body, shoulders slowly lowering as his features relaxed. It was all he could do to stay awake and mutter out a single sentence.

“Thank you.”

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ᴛᴀɢꜱ: 
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always writes little notes for you when he leaves early for work. He can’t even imagine what it’s like to wake up to an empty and cold bed, him long gone for a day of managing a business and manor. So, he will leave little notes on the kitchen table, little post-its that say things like ‘I will be home early tonight, I can’t wait to see you’ or even a simple ‘I adore you’. Sometimes, if you’re extra lucky, he’ll even make you breakfast. Somehow, it always seems to be the perfect temperature for eating right when you notice it.

makes sure that when you’re assigned to a mission outside of Mondstat’s safe walls, it’s one with him. When confronted, he will deny having a say in your job, merely attesting the ‘coincidence’ to fate, or sometimes teasing you by accusing you of changing the assignments yourself. In truth, he worries about you. He knows how capable you are and has seen your strength firsthand, but fear still manages to cage his heart in an inescapable bind. What if you meet something stronger than you? No, he couldn’t handle loosing you. So, instead, Kaeya will follow you, ensuring your safety, but not without a few cunning remarks and teasing flirts. After all, he would truly follow you to the ends of the Earth, if only you asked.

finds himself asking you to be a helper for his research more often than not. It started out with a simple request for you to become a sketching subject for him. As time went on, he found himself drawing you when he zoned out, picturing the way the reflecting sunlight cascaded across your skin when you stared out at the piles of snow. So, to quell this confusing need to be close to you, Albedo offers you a position as his assistant. When you are around, the male begins to wonder if he should study the meaning of beauty and why he finds you to be the most accurate description he has ever witnessed.

always stumbles to you after getting hurt on a job, no matter how far into headquarters you are. Sure, it’s quite difficult to dodge all of his subordinates when he’s dripping blood, but seeing your smiling face is more than worth it. When you usher him into your private quarters with an exclamation of shock and worry, he can’t keep the grin down. Your voice is soft when you chastise him, warning him of the stinging before beginning to clean his wounds. Childe finds that in these moments, where he is laying in a sunbathed room, watching the wind blow tree branches just beyond the window, and the only sound audible is that of your soft mutters and breaths as you dab antiseptic on his injuries, he feels most at home. 

wishes to listen to you speak more than speak himself. This is quite a change from his normal behavior, when he eagerly recounts stories of days long forgotten. Said change even shocked the archon himself. Zhongli finds that when he is with you, his interest in the past dwindles just the slightest. Instead, he is quick to lend an ear to your problems. The god finds you most beautiful when you speak of things that make you happy, eyes shining and gentle smile playing on your lips. He will quietly commit every single thing you say to memory, so even if the day comes that you two must part, your words will dance through his mind infinitely. Yours are ones he could never forget.

head empty,,,, only-

Diluc helping his afab!reader while they’re on their period. He hates watching them writhe in pain as they groan about cramps, silently cursing his inability to offer any aid. Then, it hits him. Hot water bottles are supposed to help, so what about a 5′9 heated hunk of muscle? This was one time the male could appreciate his naturally high body temperature.

Wordlessly, he slipped into bed beside them, situating his glove-free hand on the small of their back to pull them closer. At first, Y/N was confused, eyes opening and blinking curiously at their boyfriends actions. But, once they felt the relief that came from the warmth Diluc exuded, they needed no other hint to cuddle into his side, releasing a sigh of contentedness as they did so.

Diluc felt his heart clench at their actions, suppressing the small smile threatening to break onto his lips. Instead, he busied himself with tracing small shapes into their shoulder and back back with a single finger.

Y/N had done so much for him, thawed his seemingly frozen heart, and brought a flicker of light to what seemed an endless void of darkness. Anything Diluc could offer them, from a shoulder to cry on to a human heating pad when their cramps became too much, he would offer without a second thought. 

a.n) HI HI EVERYONE OMFG IM SO SORRY FOR HOW LONG I WAS GONE! genshin has literally taken over my life AHA um!! i will do my best to be more active, but for now expect reallyyyy irregular posts. also yes, i am hormonal and on my period so. take this.

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RAE’S NOTE; i wrote this a few months ago, and it still seems like total and complete garbage to me. but since i don’t have time to write anything and i think i should post something; so i’ve decided to post this. although it’s one of the shittiest things i’ve ever written.

—tw; sagau try thing, mention of death (not reader), gn! reader

—videogame; genshin impact

Loneliness. That was the first word that came to your mind every time you contemplated your new life.

Surrounded by the wildest nature in all of Tevyat, you were living in a small, but more than cozy, cottage house in one of the deepest forests in the entire continent.

This was your paradise, the only place you could call home. The only place you could go without being chased. The only place where you were truly safe, safe from all the terror that dwelled in the surroundings.

You ended up in Tevyat purely by chance, for no apparent reason.

You had always been someone common, average, a totally normal person. But once you got there, and your presence was noticed, you became the focus of hundreds of characters you once swore to know.

You were once a Genshin Impact player. You loved that game as a hobby, and as a way to get away from the real world for a few minutes, even hours.

You learned to play, to explore, to fight… You learned everything you could about it, but mainly, you learned to understand and love the characters that made up the wonderful game.

At that time you adored them all as only a fan could. Some you considered them as older or younger brothers, others were as if they were your grandparents, parents or cousins, some other friends, or even, wanting some of the characters to be your partner.

However, that was already the past. All those moments of happiness with them were already part of something beautifully distant and unattainable. A past you longed to return.

Now nothing was like that.

Now everyone seemed to resent you, they seemed to hate your mere existence. They even wanted you dead!

The reason? You didn’t even know it yourself. You were only aware that from one moment to another your life was in danger wherever you were.

After running, hiding, walking, jumping, fighting, etc. After all that time of real terror and sheer suffering, calm seemed to return to your life.

With the help of what you thought was Tevyat itself, which you had a hard time believing at first, you managed to find that old house. You cleaned it up, slightly remodeled it, and learned to live there.

With your blood, sweat and tears you built your own vegetable patch to get food more easily, you learned that the other inhabitants of the continent (slimes, hilichurl…) weren’t hostile towards you, and you even ended up befriends with some of them.

It was a group of hilichurls. An adorable group of five of whom you tried to escape, but eventually realized they weren’t looking to hurt you in any way, but rather seemed to want to be your friends.

You took your time getting to know them and coming to terms with their friendly intentions.

It was difficult for you, more than you would like to admit, to understand their good actions a priori.

You had been days? Weeks? Months? Escaping mistreatment from Tevyat residents. And now, so suddenly, some beings behaved so nicely with you?

That really did surprise you, to the point of terrifying you more than cheering you up.

In the end, as I already mentioned, you accepted them and treated them like family.

Well, they were literally like your family!

That group of five were the first ones there, apart from Tevyat itself, who seemed to care about your well-being.

However, not everything was going to be happy again, wasn’t it?

Imagine the surprise it was to find the entire base where you had so many memorable moments destroyed.

Imagine the pain it was to realize what had exactly happened there.

Imagine the heartbreaking cracking sound your heart made when you saw one of the youngest of the group’s masks on the floor, with a more than noticeable crack in it.

Imagine the hatred, the rage, the anger, the wraththat formed in your inside.

Imagine the deep desire to annihilate those who had hurt your dear family.

Just imagine how the ground trembled and the sky darkened as their long awaited and longed for god finally woke up.

little otp prompt (୨୧)

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y/n; did you know i can fit the world in my hands?

scaramouche; that’s impossible.

y/n;/cups scara’s face/

scaramouche;/blushes furiously/

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scaramouche; get off me, i’ve a reputation.