Star-crossed Love…

About: A star-crossed AU that’s part of my ‘In Another Life’ AU collab! Do check out everyone else’s work through this linkif you’re interested in more content

CW:Angst for the most part! Specifics below:

• Venti: Love that can’t happen due to outside forces (right person, wrong lifetime) –> mortal lifespan
• Zhongli: Reader death implied (he loses you in the archon war)
• Gorou:Reader has memory loss about their s/o (your vision was taken away from you)

Link to a related scene for Venti here! And here’s a trio of drabbles with the same mortal/immortal angst concept I did for the 3 archons!

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• A human and a god… That kind of story sounds like something out of a bard’s tale, doesn’t it? Yet in light of your mortal lifespan, Venti hesitates to approach you in a way that expresses his true feelings.
• If it was hard for normal individuals to be vulnerable, the idea can only be more taxing for him - after all, what right did he have to share a heart so heavy with sins of the past? Perhaps it’d be better to keep his distance while you still saw him as someone good and kind.
• Losing someone is something he’s used to, however… that doesn’t make each time easier than the last. And in the grand scheme of things, wasn’t Venti just being selfish by occupying your attention? When surely you’d be happier with someone else, your time better spent with them more meaningfully?
• He could not learn about the world with you with bright new eyes, experience age or illness - how could Venti bear to let you go through them alone? Thus he keeps his feelings to himself, lending you a shoulder to lean on when you needed, and playing melodies to lift your spirits.
• When you do find someone else, he’s happy for you! He ensures you reach your happy ending, both as a guardian deity of Mondstadt and your friend.
• It’s the least he can do, so just enjoy your life, alright? That’s his only request. For you to live without regrets; live a life that makes your chest ache with joy. He’ll do what he can to protect that.

• Zhongli lost you during the archon war, where you fought by his side. On the rare occasion where there was no conflict for a day or so, you’d regroup and finally let your guards down in the solace of one-another’s arms.
• It was a dangerous period - the loss of lives, immortal or otherwise, was nothing of an oddity. Zhongli… he considered himself lucky, for when he lost you, he had been by your side in your last moments.
• You asked him to continue living without regrets. You said that rock could withstand the most brutal of things - so Morax, please don’t burden yourself with my end. Just remember me fondly and know that I’ll always cheer for your happy ending, alright?
• You were one of the best of them, and yet you had no desire for a title or land in your name. You… Zhongli paused in his stroll, looking at the sea that stretched beyond the city’s harbour. 
• You were a little too much like him. Headstrong, well-meaning, willing to move mountains for what or who you loved.
• He misses you, he wishes you could see Liyue as it was today, where mortals were beginning to take charge of their future. Zhongli wonders what you would think of his new name, his new job. Would you make fun of his statues? Tease him about being the almighty Geo Lord?
• Ah, so it seems that he hasn’t completely moved on yet.
• Zhongli covered his eyes with his hand. Soon, you’d always say. Soon, we may lay down our weapons and only worry for ourselves. I’ll expect proper gifts from you then, Morax. No more dinners by the campfire in the middle of a war.

• One of the scariest things that’s happened to Gorou was when you looked at him through the eyes of a stranger. You’d returned his hug with a light squeeze - out of politeness, and leaned away with an unsure smile:
• I’m sorry, but I don’t recall if we’ve met before…
• Gorou has to try so hard to not let the hurt show on his expression - were you joking..? No, you didn’t usually try to prank him like that. Then why…
• When his gaze trails to the place where your vision normally rested, Gorou’s blood froze. Something fearful clawed at him as the color drained from his face, and his hands slacken.
• Those that lose their visions also lose memories tied to those ambitions. Please be careful, Gorou.
• The world came to a pause as his mind started to scramble for signs that this wasn’t the case. In his desperation, Gorou takes your hands and searches your eyes, asking, pleading for you to talk about the dreams that you held so dearly.
• But you only looked at him with more confusion in your gaze. A conflicted look crosses your expression as you feel something familiar about his touch, yet… 
• Even if you searched your mind, you were unable to find any memory that resembled what the man was hoping for.
• I… I don’t have a vision, General Gorou. You gently took your hands out of his, giving them a squeeze. Do you have the wrong person?

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five hundred years ago, a pair of immortal twins saved the world of teyvat from collapse with the help of its gods: the seven archons. as a result, they bestowed their powers upon the twins and crowned them the rulers of their kingdom, celestia. then, they disappeared from history, never to be seen or heard from again.

fast forward to five hundred years later, you are a mercenary living in the woods unknowingly rescued the twin rulers from thieves. indebted to you through this action, they offered you a position in their kingsguard. now a royal soldier, castle life takes time getting used to, especially when there have been threats made against the royals. you are tasked to find the source of those threats, and so far you suspect the various visitors that have stepped foot inside and decide whether they are either friend or foe.

will you be able to save the world from the forces of evil? or will it finally collapse — its supposed fate from five hundred years ago?

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• princeps cretaceus [albedo] - social interactions are not his forte and so are assassinations… or are they? several servants claim to witness him attempt to assassinate the twins, having him enlist you to help him clear his name.

• taurus iracundus [arataki itto] - the mighty mercenary leader has a bounty on his head for the recent robberies and kidnappings. you don’t believe he’s behind this, so you’ll have to punch the truth out of him… literally.

• monoceros caeli [childe] - the self-proclaimed diplomat is a terrible liar. in fact, he isn’t a diplomat at all. when his brother sneaks in for a visit, he dumps all his elder sibling responsibilities to you to hide what he really is.

• noctua [diluc] - politics are the least of his worries, except when they concern the knights of favonius. it’s suspicious that his views align with a vigilante named the darknight hero, so you decide to investigate the matter for yourself.

• aphros delos [eula] - the townspeople become even more upset with her due to her uncle conspiring with an enemy. to prove her trustworthiness, you must learn aristocratic etiquette from her to stop his evil schemes.

• canis bellatoris [gorou] - a certain guuji takes advantage of his adorable appearance to promote her works. you find it strangely convenient somehow that the targets on your list are attending the event by being drawn in by his alter ego.

• leo minor [jean] - work is always in her mind. her knights are concerned about her health, not to mention her sister. they task you to distract her during work while setting up a surprise party for her.

• acer palmatum [kaedehara kazuha] - the infamous crux fleet is hosting a clash for the strongest warriors in the kingdom. the grand prize goes missing, so you and the newest addition have to chase after the culprit.

• pavo ocellus [kaeya] - the cavalry captain is full of secrets, so it’s uncharacteristic of him to share one of his. his favor looks nothing more than a treasure hunt, but that’s just a scratch on the surface. what’s he up to exactly?

• cypressus custos [kamisato ayato] - the royal ball is a rare occasion where the young lord is seen in public. it’s also a good hiding place for enemies. you agree to act as his spy to prevent a potential massacre from happening.

• dracaena somnolenta [sangonomiya kokomi] - the divine priestess gets tired easily. her general states that she likes books, so you buy her favorites. upon entering her room, she’s been waiting for you in the most unexpected way.

• rubeum scutum [thoma] - soldiers from house kamisato love to criticize his special treatment by the family. he doesn’t mind, but you can clearly see that they’ve been troubling him, especially when his past is brought up.

• alatus [xiao] - the vigilant yaksha is posing as a soldier to meet you, the mercenary who fought a beast alone. rumor has it that demons have occupied the castle, and he has to risk his identity to make this fateful encounter happen.

• historia antiqua [zhongli] - a monster that was thought to disappear centuries ago mysteriously appeared to destroy the kingdom. while you search for ways to defeat them, a certain historian makes himself known from the shadows.

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inspired by fire emblem: three houses and based on my royal au headcanon: within these castle walls.since i reached 2k+ followers, the installments are planned to be around 2k words each. but maybe i could make them longer hehehe.

all these installments are inspired by their story quests (5* + kaeya) and hangout events (4*). if you haven’t done some of them, refrain from reading those to avoid spoilers. they’re not connected in any way, but they’re still part of the same universe.

the characters on my list are the same ones from my headcanon. however, i could always add more (dainsleif, scaramouche, yelan, etc.). i may or may not have roles for them already lol.

i’ll be graduating next month, so this will be worked on during the summer! let me know if you want to be added to the taglist!

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❝ celebrate your very special day with your significant other! ❞

. albedo + arataki itto + beidou + childe + diluc + eula + ganyu + gorou + hu tao + jean + kaedehara kazuha + kaeya + kamisato ayaka + kamisato ayato + keqing + kujou sara + ningguang + raiden shogun + sangonomiya kokomi + shenhe + thoma + venti + xiao + yae miko + yoimiya + zhongli x gn!reader

. headcanon (written) ; 1.7k

. established relationship au ; fluff

. birthday voice lines

. yay, it’s my birthday! well… in three hours. and guess what? it’s jean’s birthday, too! i haven’t written in a while, so why not give a headcanon as a present to myself.

. he sketches you all the time, but hasn’t gathered enough courage to show you them. for his gift, it’s a portrait of you smiling and laughing. you begin to tear up of how beautiful it is, to which he confesses that the first time you expressed those emotions there was when he fell in love with you.

. not one normal person would gift you onikabuto and miss hina trading cards, but you appreciate his efforts nonetheless. this year, he takes you to a cliff where he holds a talent show with his gang. as he’s about to perform his birthday song, the tenryou commission appears to chase after the two of you. it turns out the cliff is private property, and he didn’t see the signs.

. celebrations are always lively at her ship. her connections with wanmin restaurant and liquor merchants allow her to prepare a feast just for you. as it’s your special day, she’ll let you be captain, giving you permission to sail wherever you want to go. you and her crew know too well that she’ll go all out on the drinks and become too drunk to handle her duties.

. just for one day, he doesn’t want to do anything related to the fatui so he can spend time with you in peace. throughout the dinner with you and his family, the both of you sense a presence outside, excusing yourselves to take care of “business” — agents from another organization who you took down a while ago. maybe some celebrations aren’t meant to be peaceful after all.

. romantic dinners are the best dreams to come true; no need for extravagant parties. having one at the balcony of dawn winery, with candles burning brightly and each person holding wine in one hand, you make a toast with your significant other to another good year ahead. afterwards, he’ll take you to the living room, dancing to each other’s heartbeats.

. as she had celebrated her birthday alone in the past, she isn’t used to someone else holding her hand and being dragged around the city, spewing laughs for such a special day as yours. when you ask her if she wants to stop, she shakes her head. when her special day comes, she wants to feel free with you.

. working all day and night, she didn’t find time to buy you a present. instead, she bakes you a qingxin flower cake, and a messily attempt at that. yet she hides it behind her back, thinking that you won’t appreciate it. you happen to see it, which makes you want to try it. she sighs in relief to hear you say you really like it, and now she’s obligated to bake one for you every year.

. you didn’t think it’s possible for someone else being more excited than yourself in celebrating your special day. the morning of, he’ll hunt for fresh fish and crabs at the beach. at night after his patrol, he’ll prepare a banquet in front of a bonfire, rousing sparks of jealousy. they wish to be dedicated and loving as the general for their future significant others.

. it’s not the spooky season yet, but she never fails to bring its energy to everyday life, and your birthday is no exception. after her shift, she takes you to wuwang hill just to stargaze, which she keeps on insisting. you don’t trust everything she says, but you still get pranked by her, using her ghost to disguise as her to make you think she’s “gone”.

. the guildmaster has many hidden talents, and one of which is singing. she gets embarrassed if someone hears her sing. everyone assumes that you did, but that’s a misconception. for your birthday, you finally hear her for the first time in forever after annoying her for so long. to your surprise, she really has a nice voice.

. being the poet that he is, it’s no surprise that a haiku will be his gift. yet every single time he recites one, you fall in love with him all over again. he doubts his creativity in this one in particular but you insist that it’s the best he’s ever made so far, thanking him with a kiss. you would’ve never thought to see him so flustered.

. for someone who talks a lot to charm his way into someone else’s affairs, he greets you with a few words and a sliver of a smile. he doesn’t want to ruin your special day. but how can that be if he’s the reason your life has gotten so much better? as soon as he feels your reassurance, he reverts back to being a tease. your special day won’t be special without him.

. she manages to find out your birthday from the housekeepers in advance so she could make your gift extra special. she initially thinks that an expensive one would be suitable to your liking, but begins to have second thoughts. she decides to take you to chinju forest, a place not too far from the estate and where she’ll perform her fan dance.

. (kind of?) salty that his retainer chose to spend his birthday with the traveler instead of him and his sister, he doesn’t give you the liberty to act on your own today — he wants you for himself until then. while he pampers you with his peculiar cooking, you think of ways to fool him to escape. however, outsmarting him won’t do, because he’ll catch you in the end anyway. send help, aha.

. learning an important lesson from the traveler to rest every now and then, she requests time off from work for the first time in a while to make you a present. she gives you a lantern which looks ordinary, but it runs on electro energy and stays lit indefinitely. she tells you that it serves as a reminder of her being an extra light in your life, and you in hers.

. spending the majority of her time tending to her duties as a general, she’s unsure how to celebrate birthdays other than her own properly. on yours she immediately skips the formalities and goes straight to the point by asking you if you have a birthday wish. not only will she grant you one, but five, her lucky number. it’s cute that she’s trying her best, and you happily accept her offer.

. when you first started working under the tianquan, you were intimidated by her presence. once you get to know her, she’s a generous and kind lady; for instance, giving you a super expensive gift for your birthday. they’re brocades, which you can use to make your clothes. as someone who has never learned how to sew before, she’ll gladly teach you how to do it.

. ah, don’t mind the shogun; she won’t hurt you! the electro archon finally accepts that time goes forward and she must go along with it. ever since the cataclysm, you celebrated alone, but now she’s at your side with a bundle of tricolor dango in her hand. it’s the modern age of inazuma, where the both of you can pursue eternity in a different way together.

. as expected of the resident strategist of the sangonomiya resistance, she has already planned out everything for your birthday, even noting the possible changes of the weather. one thing she hasn’t done since the war is swimming at the pools of the island, so she takes you there for a dive in the morning. the shrine maidens are glad to see her having fun as she sprays water at you.

. her master tells her about the importance of birthdays and also notes that humans in particular highly appreciate materialistic things. as someone who isn’t really fond of them, she takes you to her favorite place in the world — the mountains, where you can see the beautiful view of the sky. her way of celebrating your day is way better than any physical present.

. he’s friendly… too friendly. he practically invited the entire city, recommending them to bring any of their signature foods and drinks for your celebration. you told him you wanted a small party, but never mind that; he worked too hard for this. oh, yeah! a party hosted by thoma isn’t one if the hotpot game isn’t included, which is quite dreadful to say the least.

. despite not being an experienced baker, he attempts to bake a cake for you because someone once told him that you’re supposed to eat one on birthdays. it’s apple-flavored, his favorite! an amateur in baking, the cake doesn’t look like an actual cake — more like an apple pie. regardless, you did enjoy it. in addition, he allows you to request to have him sing a song as you eat.

. he doesn’t celebrate birthdays because he doesn’t understand their concept, stating that they’re redundant. yet he still gives you a gift before going off on your journey — a butterfly emblem created from leaves. he says it’s an adepti amulet that staves off evil. so no matter where you go, the object will protect you from harm every step of the way.

. she isn’t a big fan of celebrating such festivities because people would merely come to her for her blessings instead of using their time for other things, as their visits disrupt her leisure time. since you’re her significant other, she’ll give you special treatment (for a minute before kicking you out of the shrine). she won’t admit it, but she’s happy to see you and wishes for a fruitful year ahead.

. she’s the definition of lively… and disastrous. you’re still unsure whether lighting up fireworks is a great idea because she got caught by the tenryou commission (again) for “illegal activity”. however, that doesn’t stop her from making you the best birthday present ever. as she begins to light up the fireworks, you could hear the footsteps of the soldiers trying to contain the incoming chaos.

. as old-fashioned as he is, he gifts you a dried glaze lily. he says that it bears the beautiful memories and prayers of the nation. afterwards, he connects it to another story of a god whose eyes fell upon the love of their life, and then a field of glaze lilies bloom. unbeknownst to you, it’s about you and him, when the two of you first met.

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beloved treasure box || gorou

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characters:gorou

genre:angst

contains: spoilers for gorou’s hangout quest (specifically final remembrance), reader death, gorou mourning (name), sad dog :(

summary: recovering that treasure box was the only thing on gorou’s mind. well, other than the incident, that is.

notes: gorou’s premiere fic! and keeping up with tradition (that has for some reason formed on this account), it’s angst! yayy… anyway, just finished all of gorou’s hangout quests so take this

oh archons, how could he have let this happen? he didn’t think that anyone would dig up the box, let alone bury stolen treasures there!

sure, he and the traveler got the box back, but still… the amount of time he spent away from that box, away from the contents inside of it, drove him insane.

returning to watatsumi island with it felt relieving, almost cathartic. sorting through all the objects some may consider junk only sent more relief through his system. the familiar names of his fallen soldiers stared back at him, almost taunting him to return the goods to their intended recipients.

and beneath it all lay his beloved, their dull vision gleaming in the sunlight.

that battle was embedded in his memory, the attack intended for him lodged deep into their chest. and yet, as they fell to the ground with blood bubbling in their mouth, they continued to command the troops as they panicked over the second in command falling in battle.

although gorou was conscious at the time, his body acted like a completely different entity. no matter what he did, he couldn’t get his body to move the way he wanted that day. perhaps it was because he was still inexperienced. or perhaps it was because of his instincts.

he had dropped his bow and fell to the ground beside them, high-pitched whines escaping his throat. his ears had flattened and his tail was tucked between his legs.

the ears and tail you loved to run your hands along when he had trouble sleeping.

he pawed at your arm, which weakly moved to cup his cheek. your blood smeared across his skin. oh archons, he still can’t get that horrid smell out of his nose.

with your dying breath, you proclaimed your love for him. perhaps that was why he could never give love advice for the advice column. any mention of a relationship that he could have had in the future sent him spiraling. spiraling back to a time where he ultimately lost that future.

you had pressed your fading vision in his hand that day. just like the rest of his fallen troops, you had left behind a memento. one specifically for him.

he gently scooped it out of the box, ignoring the eyes of the traveler beside him. holding it close to his face, he could imagine you standing before him. he could feel your hands cupping his cheeks and your fingers running through his fur. he could hear your soothing voice in his ears and smell your familiar scent in the air.

oh archons, he could never forgive himself if he ever lost these treasures.

fleeting dreams. — var!genshin

— synopsis:the changing of times and ways to govern, foolish desires and violent ideals. the tenryou commission was versed with a new wielder, having the orders enacted by the lands very deity, though, the news was nothing but a betrayal. unfortunately, having been known as merciless and loyal, the commission would believe no claimed wielder’s claims, even if they exclaimed their family’s betrayal.

— pairing: var!genshin (male) x fem!reader

— genre: harem (??), fluff, slight angst

— warnings: death, violence (canon-level), injuries, etc. these will be more in-depth at the beginning of each chapter.

— status: coming soon. updates every sunday.

— taglist: open, just hmu

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oi. who holds the power of the vast sky

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softly biting the edges of one or both of gorou’s ears as you pound/touch him from behind<3 then his tail would be wagging non-stop that you’ll have to grab it with your free hand. this in turn made his moans and whines louder though~

“you might want to quiet down, puppy, if you don’t want anyone to hear,” you whisper, your breath fanning the wetness on his ears, making him shudder.

“or perhaps… you want them to?”

general gorou

authors note: yk what? i love y’all. double fanfic i had the slight urge to write something short so here, i want to kiss gorou el o el

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Stacking various papers on top of each other, a sigh left your lips as you grabbed the last portion on the table, stacking the rest on the pile. You sighed dramatically, chuckling to yourself as you wiped your own face. You held onto the pile of papers, about to sort them once again before a creak on the floor could be heard, alerting you.

“Oh? Sorting out my papers again?” Gorou chuckled, the usual “swoosh swoosh swoosh” sound of his tail wagging left and right filling the tent as one of his ears twitched, eyeing you up and down.

“I guess so. General, you should keep your papers organized” You say, earning a nervous chuckle from the shiba as his ears flicked downwards in slight embarrassment. “Don’t take that as a bad thing though, organizing your papers while you’re in the room is lovely, I like your company.”

He hummed, his tail wagging even more frantically this time. He made his way behind you, resting his hands on the table while his chin settled on your shoulder. Gazing down at the stack of papers on the table, his gaze soon resting on the side of your face as he admired how focused you were, just by admiring you this way, he already felt himself smiling. Although, this little moment of his was interrupted by a yelp that left your mouth.

“Hm? What happened?” Gorou shook his head slightly, eyeing down at the pile of papers again.

You let out another yelp of pain, caressing your finger as Gorou’s ears twitched once again, his head tilting over to the side as he settled one of his hands on your hips.

“Ah. Paper cut?”

Nodding, you winced as the general brought his hand up, gripping onto your wrist as he grasped on your index finger next, taking a closer look at the cut.

“It’s not as bad as I anticipated. A few things can make the pain go away in a millisecond. Here, let me help you.”

You closed your eyes as you prepared for the little pain you were going to be experiencing in the next minute, you gasped as you felt Gorou’s mouth around your finger, opening your eyes completely.

“General…”

The general pushed you forward a bit, forcing you to grasp onto the edge of the table. He licked your finger gently, your breath soon freezing as you felt his sharp teeth biting your other digits as well. Gorou pulled away soon after, licking his lips.

“There you go. Good as new, no?”

You stayed silent for brief moment, the short little session you had with your general played over and over again in your mind, It left you starstruck. Good lord.. how can someone be so bold?

“Mhm.. right.”

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kazuha and gorou tag team you part 2

authors note: here we go mfs, i’m back at it again ok let’s get into it el o el

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“Hands off, Kazuha.” Gorou retorted, wrapping an arm around your waist, Kazuha doing the same soon after. He shot a glare at the samurai, leaning in as his fangs dug into your shoulder, receiving a low whimper from you.

“Hm.. you undeniably want them for yourself now, do you?” Kazuha spoke, earning a growl from the general. “Is that a yes?”

“Well yeah, obviously. I pulled them first, You shouldn’t be speaking either, you want them too.” Frustration growing in him, Gorou bit down on your shoulder a tad bit more harder, wrapping his other arm around your waist as he pulled you closer to his body.

“A bit hostile, don’t you think?” Kazuha raised a brow, the blank expression on his face soon changing into a more satisfied one. Dear god, these two really know how to irritate one another.

You arched your back, tightening your grip around Kazuha’s kimono as Gorou let out a low chuckle, biting your earlobe. Kazuha hummed, pulling your body towards his chest. Gorou’s ears flicking downwards a bit, pulling you back towards him.

“Would you two quit grabbing me back and forth?” You let out a sigh, that sigh soon turning into a low inhale as the samurai leaned towards you, dragging his tongue on your collarbone. “..And why are you both arguing? I have two hands for a reason, don’t I?”

Both of them paused, Gorou pulling away from your neck while Kazuha pulled away from your collarbone as well soon after. Gorou blinked at Kazuha, breathing down on your neck as he rubbed small circles on your back with his thumb, planting various kisses on your shoulder.

“Sorry, what? Repeat that.”

“Kazuha.”

“Go on.”

You fell forward onto Kazuha, Gorou pushing you as he buried himself in your neck, his hand trailing down your arm. Kazuha patted your back, humming.

“I said, I have two hands for a reason.”

All of the sudden, you felt a hand travel underneath your shirt. You gasped, arching your back once more as Gorou groped your chest from behind, Kazuha’s bandaged hand soon slipping underneath your shirt as well, caressing your stomach.

“Well, mindif you show us what kind of things you can do with your hands?” Gorou cooed, dragging his hand down your chest all the way to your stomach, making their way inside your undergarments.

You inhaled sharply, the various amounts of pleasure you were receiving right this moment drove you crazy. Gulping, you shook both of them off of you a bit, looking over your shoulder as you gazed at Gorou, soon looking back at Kazuha.

“Both of you, sit on the mattress”

Gorou and Kazuha gazed at the each other, shrugging as they both made their way on the mattress, sitting beside each other. Gorou’s ears twitched as you made your way towards them, kneeling down. Kazuha shifted back a bit, his eyes settled down on you.

You exhaled, gazing up at both of them. Gorou raised a brow, his body stiffening as you rested your hands on both his and Kazuha’s thigh. Red blush spreading further across Kazuha’s face, he bucked his hips forward, hinting for you to go quicker.

“..Hm this is new, is it not?” Gorou grabbed onto the silk sheets underneath him as you began untying the bands that held their clothing up. Kazuha bucked his hips, letting out a long yet low exhale.

You bit your lip as you took out both of their lengths, stroking it gently. Gorou’s breath hitched, throwing his head back as his ears twitched once more. Kazuha hummed, panting heavily as his bandaged hand makes its way to your hair, grabbing a handful as he tugged on it.

“Archons, Kazuha.” You paused, gazing back up at both of them as you caught Gorou shooting a glare towards the samurai. “ I was with them first, mind not taking the ‘spotlight’ for once?”

“Mm? I do not know what you’re trying to imply. You’re ridiculous.” Kazuha cooed calmly, earning a low hiss from the general as his eyes narrowed. The samurai let out a chuckle, furrowing his eyebrows. “Oho.. is the little puppy mad? Preposterous.”

“Puppy?” Gorou repeated, gripping tighter onto the silk white sheets. “You’ve.. you’ve got some guts-“

Here they go again. You sighed, leaning in as you wrapped your mouth around Kazuha’s length, dragging your tongue down, then up. You soon switched to the shiba, wrapping your mouth around his length this time.

Gorou threw his head back, holding back the lewd groans that threatened to leave his mouth. He stared back down, his face flushed red as the sight of your mouth engulfing his whole length made him weak, he fought the urge to face fuck you right then and there. His thoughts were full of lust, full on lust. He bit down on his hand, letting out a muffled groan.

You rubbed the tip of Kazuha’s cock with your thumb, receiving a sharp yet low exhale from him. Pulling away from Gorou, a string of saliva connected to your mouth from his length came to view. The shiba extended his arm, patting your head. Once again, you switched to Kazuha. Taking his whole length in your mouth, Kazuha grabbed a handful of your hair once again, pushing you further down on him.

You nearly choked, your other hand proceeding to stroke the general as you stared up at both of them once again, Kazuha gazing down at you with a smirk. He pushed you down even further, picking up the pace. His fingers tangled in your hair, gripping tighter.

“Look how well you’re taking me in.” The samurai praised, letting out a groan soon after. He glanced at Gorou, giving him a grin.

Pulling away from his cock, you shook your head, wiping your mouth. Both Gorou and Kazuha stared down at you, Gorou extending his hand to pat your head once again.

“You know.. we aren’t finished with you yet, hm?”

“Good lord my throat already hurts, another one? How much stamina do you two even have?”

“There there. Now..” Kazuha pulled you up from the floor, placing you in between him and Gorou. “If you don’t mind me asking, you are alright with this, right?”

You nodded, fiddling around with both of their hands. Gorou let out a chuckle, patting your head one last time. Kazuha clicked his tongue, tilting his head towards his side, signalling for you to lay down, you followed. You made your way to the center of the bed, rubbing your legs together as you tapped your knee, unaware of what would occur next.

“Gorou, you take the back. I’ll take the front.” Kazuha mumbled, flicking Gorou’s forehead, only for him to narrow his eyes at him once again. “Hm?”

“You really want their mouth for yourself, huh?” Kazuha rolled his eyes, coughing as he made his way towards you, Gorou doing the same. The general flipped you over to your stomach, removing your undergarments rather quickly as he sheathed his cock inside of you without any warnings whatsoever. “I’m sorry, I couldn’t wait.”

Kazuha sat back, letting his whole length slip into your mouth. You settled your hand onto the samurai’s thigh, gagging slightly. Gorou moved his hips among yours, running his fingers through your hair as he tugged it back, earning a whine from you as it sent vibrations to Kazuha on the other hand.

The samurai then pushed you down further on his cock, Gorou’s slow and gentle thrusts turning into rough ones. Your body jolted forward as your legs shook a bit, Gorou’s harsh thrusts not helping with it any further. Gorou leaned down, planting a kiss on your shoulder, moving his hips faster as his hand tightened on your hair, the other one making its way to your chest, groping it once again.

“You’re handling this pretty well.. hm?” Gorou murmured, gripping tighter onto his lover below him. He made his way to the side of your neck, biting gently. You attempted to hold Kazuha’s hand, only for him to shake his head, pulling your hand away from his.

“Ah ah ah.” Kazuha chucked, patting your head as he moved you down further once again so you could take him in whole, grinning at the erotic expressions you made.

Gorou buried himself deeper inside of you, abusing your weak spot as he tried to keep himself together simultaneously. Your hands shook, taking them off Kazuha’s thigh as your grip tightened around the sheets underneath, your heat continuously being abused by the general. Kazuha sighed lowly, the feeling of your warm mouth around his cock weakened him in one way or another, the erotic expressions you made.. he would love to see more of that.

The shiba groaned, his cock running over your weak spot over and over again. The feeling of him slamming his length inside of you made your stomach tense. He began pounding into you, his tip hitting all sorts of spots. Kazuha held onto your chin, opening your mouth wider to fit all of him inside, letting out a low whine.

“You look so cute with my cock buried inside of you, yeah..?” Gorou slowed down for a brief moment, confusion rushing into your mind. As you were about to turn your head, he slammed himself deep inside of you once more, your body jolting forward again.

You moved your head up and down Kazuha’s cock, picking up the pace as the samurai let out another low whine, bucking his hips forward. You swirled your tongue around his length, staring right up at him. He gave you a weak smile, caressing your cheek with his bandaged hand.

“Let me fill you up, hm..? The captivating expressions on your face while I cum inside you.. is a pleasant sight.” The shiba whispered in your ear, chasing his own high. Your heat clenched around his cock, earning a low groan from him. “Oh fuck.”

“I’m quite close.. Is it alright if I..?” Kazuha patted your head for permission as you nodded. He released inside of your mouth, pulling himself away from you as he watched some of his cum drip down from the side of your mouth. “Swallow.”

Right as you were about to swallow, Gorou bit down on your neck, making you whine as he pounded into you one last time, releasing inside.

“There.. we go.”

You did as Kazuha told you, swallowing his load as you shook your head lightly. You got up, staring back at both of them.

“I wasn’t too rough, right? Or was I?” Gorou’s tail fluffed up, wagging as he wrapping his arms around your waist again, dragging his tongue down your neck, all the way to your shoulder.

“I hate you both.. so much.”

“Mm. Sure you do, love.”

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(hi guys i’m going to hell)

sitting on gorou’s lap while he’s working

author’s note: you all are down bad /j it’s 3am but fuck that i wanna feed myself too, anyways this is a little similar to the last one but ofc it’s different in one way or another this is a bit short and speeded up as well, i apologize i’m just a bit tired i promise i’ll write a longer one next time

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You let your weapon drop down on the ground, the sound of it dropping alerting the shiba as he turned over to you, tapping his finger on the table, raising a brow. His ears perked up as you made your way over to him, groaning due to exhaustion.

“What’s going on? did yo-“ He was cut off mid sentence as you climbed on his lap, nuzzling your face against the nape of his neck. Gorou paused for a brief moment, obviously trying to process what the hell just happened. He sheathed one of his arms around your waist, planting a gentle kiss on your shoulder.

“Tired?” He cooed, trailing his hand up your back, rubbing circles on them with his thumb as he planted another kiss on your shoulder.

You nodded, wrapping your arms around his neck. A low chuckle was all that came out of him as his hands traveled down to your thighs, placing them on each side of his legs, giving one of them a light squeeze. You pulled your arms away from his neck, trailing them down as you felt Gorou tilt his head over to the side.

His whole body stiffened as you caressed his tail, running your fingers through it as Gorou bucked his hips timidly, fastening his grip around your thighs.

“..Hey now.. I’m trying to finish something..” Gorou patted your back, his breath stopping for a moment as you proceeded to caress his tail. “Hey..”

His breath hitched as you began rolling your hips against his, practically rubbing yourself against him. His grip on your waist loosened as you gave him a small peck on his neck. He hissed, biting down on your shoulder.

“Ah.. Alright alright that’s-“ Dragging your tongue down his neck, Gorou’s body froze once more, growling as his grip around your waist tightened. His hands soon making their way to your thighs.

“General Gorou..”

“….”

Silence filled the room, Gorou let out a sigh before lifting you up. You pulled your hands away from his tail, wrapping them around his neck. In a blink of an eye, Gorou slammed you against the hard wall, making you gasp as he plunged his fingers in your mouth, pressing them down on your tongue.

“Hmm.. where did you get this sudden energy from?”

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sitting on gorou’s lap heart eyes

author’s note: if i’m being honest i’ve been thinking about this for a couple days now and finally got the motivation to actually make it an actual fanfic, so here <3 it’s a little short though

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The sound of booming thunder reverberated around the tent, rain continuously pouring down from the colourless sky as you let out a sigh, struggling to focus. Gorou chuckled, his voice soon trailing off as you nudged closer to him.

“..What’s with the sudden movement?” Gorou mumbled lowly, gulping as he stared forward, your chest coming into view. The blush on his face spreading further as you rested your hand on his shoulder, sucking up a sharp inhale.

“Gorou, Don’t move. I can’t comb your hair properly if you keep moving.” You remarked, your breath hitching as you felt two arms snaking around your waist, your body freezing completely. Gorou stared up at you, giving you a cheeky grin as he trailed his hand up your waist while the other pulled your wrist forward, making you plummet forward onto his lap.

You opened your mouth to speak, only for the general to entirely wrap his arms around your waist. Gorou leaned forward, planting a soft peck of affection onto your collarbone, your body stiffening.

“Hey now, General Gorou I thought you wanted me to comb your hair? What is this all about?”

No answer. Gorou’s hands settled on your waist, squeezing them lightly as the sudden action caused your body to jolt up, making him chuckle.

“..Ohoho. Did I squeeze too hard?” Gorou muttered in your ear, making you suck up a sharp breath as you shook your head, shooting a icy cold glare at him as his ears perked up. All of the sudden, Gorou lifted you up by your waist, only for him to push you down on him again as he grinded against your sex.

A daring smirk forming on his face, he rolled his waist in circles against yours, causing friction between the both of you. You threw your head back a bit, giving the shiba the opportunity to plant a couple of kisses on your neck, taking it to the next level as he bit down on a sensitive spot of yours, making you wince.

“General..-“

“..Ah ah.. keep quiet for me, will you? that’s an order.”

“…General Gorou-“

“Awh, come on. Are you not following your general’s orders now?”

You opened your mouth to speak, though nothing came out. Nodding slightly, he caressed your cheek, giving you a gentle grin.

“Hm. That’s what I thought.”

Gorou launched himself forward, digging his teeth into your neck as he watched you hold back the lewd noises you threatened to let out. He dragged his hand up your stomach, all the way up to your chest, groping them delicately.

“..General, I hear something.. ah-“

Suddenly, the shiba’s ears twitched, the sound of ruffling ringed in his ear as he pulled away from your neck, trying to pull you off of his lap.

But he was too late.

“General Gorou! I have some news to!-“ One of the soldiers entered the tent, the tone of his voice trailing off mid sentence as he stared at both you and Gorou, eyeing up and down “..report..?” The soldier paused for a quick moment, scratching his neck as Gorou waved at him.

“Hm? What do you need?” Gorou chuckled nervously, adjusting you on his lap as you stared at the soldier, looking back at Gorou. There was a pause between the three of you, Gorou clearing his throat to make it less awkward than it already is.

“On second thought, Please report back to me later, I need to get some things done.” The soldier hesitated for a brief moment, nodding as he exited the tent, leaving you and Gorou alone once again.

“Sorry about that. Hm.. where were we..” Gorou tapped his chin with his finger, letting out a hum right after as he settled his hands on your waist once more, grinding against you once again.

“Ah.. I remember now. Be good for me and stay still, hm?~”

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this series will only be updated when im sick

part 1

this could be platonic or romantic idrk i share beds with my friends all the time

im sick and cranky and over worked so im listening to the magnus archives (episode 139 as of now) while writing this

ayaka manages to wake up in the weirdest positions bc she moves so much in her sleep.

itto snores. so. LOUDLY. but the trick where you kick the person and then they stop snoring doesnt work on him. he kicks you back and continues shaking the house with his snoring. 

hu tao farts in her sleep. she’s lactose intolerant but couldnt care less/forgets all the time (#relatable) so i think you can come to your own conclusions with that information…. ew. 

the raiden shogun (ei) sleeps with her eyes open. she never actually “sleeps”, but its easier to describe how she rests as sleeping. she goes into REM with her eyes open and its the scariest thing you will ever see in your entire life.

ganyu basically falls off the bed because she refuses to be anywhere near you. dont take it personally, she’ll just lose her mind if you guys make any sort of physical contact.

yun jin is part of the snoring/sleep talking club! honestly you dont mind at all (if you do SHAME ON YOU jkjk unless….) her snoring is basically like singing idfk how she does it but her nose can sing???????? dont question me this is my account not yours

kokomi sleeps for 2 hours and then stays up for the rest of the day. somebody help her plz just let her SLEEP

gorousleeps with his tail between his legs because it bothers him when his knees touch 

(side note I HATE WHEN MY KNEES TOUCH I DONT KNOW WHY ITS JUST ICKY)

beidou’s arm will randomly move and smack you in the face. it stays there for the rest of your night and she doesnt know that she does it. 

kaeya is a sleep hugger but to the point where its sO ANNOYING he has such a strong grip and you literally cant move at all. if you move as much as a centimeter, he will hug you impossibly tighter. kaeya scares me

razor falls asleep in the bed and always manages to make it onto the floor. he literally could sleep in the middle of the bed and manage to wake up face first on the floor.

i just- im miserable. poor me nothing is worse than this this is the worst thing thats ever happened to anyone ever… obviously.

i live a very odd life.

warnings: cursing, general stupidity, mildly suggestive lol

kaeya: game of thrones is more popular than shakespeare will ever be.

lisa: …no?

xingqiu (purposefully making an understatement): i mean this is a loving community and im not one to kink shame, but yeah, being attracted to dead bodies is a littlegross. 

chongyun (taking him completely seriously): a LITTLE?!

ningguang: you. you are the reason i am gay. you see all of this??? this is your fault. you’ve got nobody to blame but yourself for my hatred of men.

zhongli: …good morning to you too?

kujo sara: i got you a pair of boxers that have micro-penis embroidered on the crotch. you have to wear them every time you go to the club or on a date. if and when someone sees it and asks what it means, the only thing you can say is “do you like it?” happy birthday and go fuck yourself.

itto: thanks

traveler: it has been foretold that i will become a sugar baby and i will make sure that this prophecy comes true.

childe: i could be your sugar dadd-

traveler: i think the fuck not.

itto: is tiddy milk actual milk? like does it have dairy in it because if so, what if the baby is lactose intolerant or something. like me personally, i cant have dairy but i love tiddies so if i was a baby id risk it. you know what i mean?

gorou: no. i never do.

Notes:This was also a request and I liked it but for some reason I can’t find the ask anymore, I might have accidentally deleted it. Has been sitting in my drafts for a while cause idk how else to make it better. It’s still a little cringy to me, tbh.

Warnings:VERY STEAMY but generally still SFW bordering on not, you’ve been warned though, not proofread, some possessiveness, yes there are sexual innuendos, mentions of alcohol and drinking, did i say not proofread?, if there are pronoun slips please let me know.

Characters: Aether, Albedo, Ayato, Dainsleif, Diluc, Gorou, Itto, Kaeya, Kazuha, Scaramouche, Tartaglia, Thoma, Venti, Xiao, Zhongli, gn!reader

Aether

• The two of you never really meant for it to turn into a make out session. With Aether, there’s a lot of patience and no pushing to do things. It just happened spontaneously while cuddling in bed.

The first kiss was innocent. Just a quick peck on the lips. But something in him seemed to spur him on and suddenly he’s leaning in for another one…and another one…and another… He’s still slow about it, giving you the chance to say no but also hoping that you don’t pull away. When you don’t, he peers into your eyes and sees that they’re clouded over, just as his is and he puts his all into the next kiss. 

His hand cradles your neck, his kiss is nearing hungry, wanting more of your soft lips on his. It’s an addiction now and you’ve wrapped your arms around his neck to deepen the already passionate exchange. You open your mouth to let his tongue slide in, the kisses are getting sloppy, wetter. Your legs are tangled together and the heat between your lips blooms in your stomach and has you silently begging for more. The raw emotion makes you weak.

“Hey! Why is the door locked?! Did you two forget about Paimon?! Let me in!”

The two of you pull away abruptly. Panting and flushed, Aether more so than you. There’s a subtle disappointment in his eyes, but he’s a gentleman so he smiles and gathers himself, smooths down your hair and his, kisses your nose and utters a quick “I love you,” before pushing off the bed and letting the clueless Paimon in.

Albedo

• Did he plan it? You’ll never know. He took you to Inazuma with him when he was commissioned to paint The Five Kasen. Of course, he took Klee with him too.

“It’s been a while since we’ve been alone,” Albedo sets down the tea on the kotatsu and sits next to you on the tatami floor. Klee is out with the traveller and Yoimiya, and though he feels a little bad for not being able to take Klee around, he was really rather busy with the preparation of the paintings.

What you didn’t get was why he wouldn’t let YOU go with Klee instead. It’d been midday when he emerged from his separate work room and sought you out. And now the two of you sat side by side each other, you feel him snake an arm around your waist. “You’re done with the painting?” You question him as he presses a kiss on the side of your head. 

“No,” he simply replies. The next time he dips his head, it lands on your lips and you instantly recognize the need in it. He rarely initiated kisses like this, the type that fanned a fire in your belly. It’s not a hungry kiss, but its long and his lips constantly move against yours, just as your head tilts to the side to give him more access. 

Your hand slides away from the teacup and rests on his shoulder, his arms are coming up to your back and pressing you further into him. When he breaks away he only does so to dip back into your neck, trailing kisses up to your ear. “‘Bedo–” You shudder a little at the light and quick pecks…until your ears pick up on familiar little, running footsteps and the door making a small rattle before the two of you break away and it slides open to reveal a very happy Klee, bursting with joy about her adventures.

You pretend to be drinking tea, though Albedo’s hand is still around your waist, he clears his throat before greeting his sister. “Welcome back, Klee,” 

Ayato

• Intentional but has an excuse for it and kind of blames you for it. 

It’s rare that he gets to go to a festival with you, but he decided that he could take a break today and walk around. Inazuman festivals are always looked forward to, with lots of stalls, festivities and the closing fireworks, it’s an enjoyable time for everyone.

For Ayato, however, he can’t help but keep staring at your kimono-clad form. You rarely wore them, only on special occasions. Simply said, you looked even more charming than usual. 

So then was it his fault that he pulled you into a small alleyway in between two Inazuman houses and started kissing you? No. Not at all. 

“A-Ayato–There are people–” He’s gentle when he maneuvered you against the wall, but his kiss was not. He nips at your lips in a teasing manner, and recaptures your lips over and over again with only a second to breathe between each one, his hands sliding up your hip to keep you in place. 

“If you’re not too noisy they won’t notice, darling,” Ayato hides a smirk as he whispers to you, going back in for a now open mouthed and hot kiss. He just can’t get enough of you. Every breath he took was like breathing in lust and fire, seducing him to keep his mouth sucking yours. 

Then, he feels something bump against his foot, he pulls away abruptly, one of his arms still leaning onto the wall next to your head and he looks down to see a colourful ball there. The sounds of kids shouting about kicking the ball too far and running after it makes him pull all the way back, just in time for the kids to stop at the entrance of the alleyway and look at the two of you quizzically, then down to their ball. 

Ayato merely kicks it back towards them, and they don’t ask any questions, just caring about the fact that they can continue their game. He does pull you over and out of the small space though, despite you still being flushed and easily says. “We’ll continue later, care to come over?”

Dainsleif

• Not a particularly jealous person but there are times where he can’t really stand other people giving you too much attention. 

Wolvendom was apparently a dangerous place. Not for Dainsleif. Dainsleif might have been more dangerous than Wolvendom itself. So despite the dangers of the forest you find yourself at ease when he’s around. 

The plan was to just pick wolfhooks, but things escalated pretty easily when you found your back against a tree and Dainsleif hovering above you. He didn’t have his arms out, nor was he pushing you towards the tree, but his gaze stayed you there. “…There was a man at the tavern who was a little touchy with you,” he started and you realized he had somehow been watching that exchange. 

“He was drunk, Dain. He was kicked out a little later,” You explain as he cups your chin and levels his gaze towards you. 

“…I don’t like it,” he simply says and you nod saying that you knew. No one would. However, instead of him complaining he translates his frustrations into a rather forceful kiss. Him pressing against you and trapping you at the tree, you didn’t resist, you had no intention to and all you could do was melt against him. 

It would seem as if he was taking out his anger on you, but his kisses gradually ease up, and all it starts to translate to is love and of him never wanting to let you go. His hands tether at your waist and he continues to drown you with his kiss, tongue pushing against your lips, asking for access to your mouth. It’s soft yet dominating at the same time, like an artist’s brush that confidently strokes at the canvas, he continues to stroke his lips on yours.

The first signs of rainfall drip on the tree the two of you are under, it escapes past the leaves until he starts to feel it drip on his scalp. He pulls away as the rain starts to hammer harder down on the two of you. He doesn’t mind kissing you in the rain, but it was the thunder that worried him. He instinctively pulls his coat away and over your form, then retreating under a nearby shelter that he knew of.

His face still has desire painted on it, but he looks down at you, slightly drenched and looking cold and smiles a little with apology. “Sorry,” he says curtly and you only grin back at him. 

Diluc

• He likes the thought of being intimate with you. Kissing is just the most basic form of love that he discovered he enjoys. He enjoys it so much it’s hard for him to tell himself that one kiss will be enough.

It starts with your visit to his study. He’s there, poring over papers and the moment you walk in it’s as if his exhaustion billows away. He waits for you to approach him at his chair behind the desk and greets you by taking your hand and kissing the back of it. “Done with work?” He asks you and you nod your head with a small “Mmhmm,” 

He stands then and greets you more intimately with another kiss. Gloved hand placed on your collarbone and clutching at your shoulder as he pulls you in. Your lips fuses into his perfectly, like you were made for each other and he thinks the same. It’s the exact reason why he can never just kiss you once, specially in the privacy of a room. 

He kisses you again, but this time with more fervor, like he hadn’t kissed you in forever, like it was his first time seeing you in ages. His weight starts to push on you, and there’s nowhere to go but on his desk. Without ever taking his lips away he hoists you up over his desk, letting you sit comfortably while you wrap your arms around his shoulders. He’s standing in between your legs and his hands are pressed tightly on your waist. He pulls away to see the expression on your face, clearly wanting more. 

He doesn’t ever complain about giving you more and the kisses heat up to the point that your tongues are dancing together, panting against the passion, your hands are tangled in his long, red hair, and you instinctively tug at the hair band keeping it together. Your body almost trembles against his at the intensity of his lips conquering yours–

“Master Diluc? The accountant is here to see you,” The knock on the door pulls the two of you apart, but he doesn’t move from his forehead to forehead position with you. It feels hotter in the room, and he’s sure that it’s not just him who feels it. He stalls for a while to think about what to say, wanting to just turn the accountant away and tell him to come back another time, but you laugh under your breath, feeling the conflict in him. 

“Master Diluc,” you breathe out, clearly teasing him. “Don’t keep your guest waiting, I’ll come back later,” It’s you who pushes him away and jumps off the desk, turning to open the door and reveal Adelinde behind it. “He’ll be there in a second. Thank you Adelinde!” 

Gorou

• Shy. So more often than not you’re the one initiating. You’re surprised that he’s actually a good kisser, or did he just get gradually better at it? Maybe he read some books about it…

Gorou already knows what’s on your mind when you ask him “Can I see the armory?” The first time you asked that, he merely raised his eyebrows and said sure. That had turned out to be a full-blown kissing session that left him flustered the whole day. 

It had actually been a while since you visited, and so when you ask “Is there anything new in the armory?” with a small grin on your face. Gorou can’t control nor hide the swish of his tail. He doesn’t admit out loud that he’s missed you far more than he can comprehend. 

You’re rather shocked as well that when the door to the armory closes he’s the one who captures your lips in a kiss. He pulls away to say “I–I haven’t seen you in so long. I just–” but you silence him with another, pulling at his clothes to get him leaning on top of you, mouths meshed together.

Your hands wander up to his ears, you always do that, rubbing at it while kissing makes him let out a low growl into your mouth and give a slight jump, but he doesn’t hate it. In fact it encourages him to do more. To open his mouth and receive yours. The kissing sounds are starting to sound lewd and his hands are starting to crawl up your sides.

“General?” Gorou jerks away from you, there’s a sound of a weapon clinking, as if it was getting hung up on the wall. There are footsteps coming around to the two of you and you flatten your clothing out hastily. One of his soldiers was in the armory and emerges from a row of weapons. “Ah general! I thought I heard you!” and proceeds to ask about which weapon would suit him more, because he was having a hard time picking. 

Gorou glances at you, face still flushed but there’s nothing but amusement in your eyes. He sighs inwardly and makes a future mental note to check if there’s anyone in the premises first before deciding to kiss you. 

Itto

• He doesn’t constantly think about making out with you but when it starts to happen he can’t get his mind out of the gutter anymore. Doesn’t have a normal amount of shame as well. So getting caught making out is like nothing to him.

His favourite place to go beetle hunting is Chinjuu forest. Apparently that’s where all the big and strong ones are. He’s looking at every nook and cranny. In the river, atop trees, under boulders, on the stone stairs, inside logs. You name it. 

When he finally finds one, it’s like he hit the jackpot. “Heyyy!! Y/N, check this out!” he waves over and runs towards you to show you his new found treasure…only for him to trip on a big rock and start falling backwards, the beetle is startled and flies away from his hand. 

Itto is somewhat of an impulsive klutz, and so when he realizes that he’s falling he clumsily grabs on to the nearest thing, as if it would help him. Unfortunately, that was you and you end up on the ground with him. 

“Ow…Gee…Stupid rock,” he pushes himself up by his elbows and glares at the rock by his foot, then realizes that you’re completely pressed up against him and resting right below his chin. “Y/N! You okay?!”  

He wraps one arm around your waist, with how burly Itto was, having you resting on top of him was nothing. He realizes how close the two of you are and a bulb instantly lights in his head. “…Wanna kiss?” He grins shamelessly and you smack his shoulder hard. “Ow!” 

“Come on! Just one!” he urges and and somehow flips you over to the ground. Now he’s the one hoisting himself up above you. You consent and he giddily kisses you on the lips. Despite his size Itto is always gentle at first, and he never goes past your boundaries. Always asking if he could kiss you. He pulls away with a satisfied smile, but just looking at you under him like that…it stirs a bit of something in his gut. 

“…Another one?” He asks. Eyes tacked on to your suddenly delicious looking lips. He leans in again and this time the kiss he gives has a slight nip to it, his teeth gently nibbling on your lower lip, like he’s trying to get an actual taste of you. He pulls away again, face starting to become pink. “…A-Another–” This time it’s you who pulls him down by his coat, not letting him finish his request and it turns into a full blow make-out session. 

It’s a clumsy medley of kisses at first, just trying to taste more of each other and lips grappling for control. There’s a sudden, fiery urgency between your kisses, like you’re losing time, and your hands are starting to slide down his exposed midriff.

“Boss! Bossss!!” You push him away when you hear his gang members calling after him, but he didn’t seem to care and chases after your lips again. “Itto!” you hiss and punch his shoulder. “What?” he looks at you innocently. “Get off! Your friends are coming!” 

“So what?” he blinks, actually looking like he doesn’t care. He just doesn’t find anything wrong about giving you affection. “Get off or I’ll never kiss you again!” You threaten and he pouts but relents. By the time his gang members arrive. The two of you are stood up, with you dusting your clothes off and Itto looking like a defeated bear. 

Kaeya

• You bet he initiates and he does so whenever he feels like it. However, other times, he likes to lure you into his trap by using his charms, so it looks as if you’re the one who started it but in fact he’s been sending you signals the whole time.

“Ah, so here you are,” Kaeya chuckles, kicking the door to the rooftop close as he saunters over to you. Up at the rooftop of the Favonius Headquarters, it was quiet and no one ever really went up there. You could see a small view of the town, as well as the windmills surrounding it. 

You were leaning over the railings, and only turned around to give Kaeya a half-glare, crossing your arms over your chest. “Came up here to tease me more?” You said, earning another chuckle from Kaeya. “I’m afraid I don’t know what you’re talking about, love,” 

He lifts your face up to meet his using his finger. His grin is handsome, and the moonlight illuminates his eye that much more. Your hands rest on his shoulders as he comes nearer and you mumble at him almost accusingly. “Liar. You couldn’t keep your hands off me during the meeting…” 

Kaeya doesn’t say anything but does slither an arm around your middle. He was a menace. The Favonius meetings were long sometimes, and you guessed that he got bored. He kept nudging you with his knee, and at some point had even secretly placed his hand on your thigh, tracing patterns on it with his finger, pretending to listen to the meeting minutes. 

Kaeya leans in to whisper into your ear, his breathy voice sends a shiver down your neck and spine. “Can’t help it, your squirming is fun to watch,” and that’s how he gets you to press your lips on his. Just with a little urging, a little teasing, a little subtle touch. It drives you crazy and it entertains him to no end. 

“Someone’s impatient,” he whispers again when you pull back, “It’s your fault,” you whisper back. This time he’s the one who makes the move. His kisses are perfect. It touches more than just your lips, it reaches your soul, your heart and the very core of your being. You’re always left wanting more. He knows how to kiss in a way that has you chasing for more, clutching at him for more. He knows that when he sucks at your bottom lip you’ll mewl and bite his back. The heated exchange continues, up until the door to the rooftop slams open. 

“Sir Kaeya–Oh…Uhm…I–” The knight who walks in realizes Keaya is in the middle of something. Kaeya doesn’t have plans to turn around, but he does so only to briefly address the knight. “I’ll be there in five minutes,” Kaeya doesn’t wait for the knight to leave, and proceeds to continue kissing you until your lips are sore.

Kazuha

• Gentle but will catch you off guard. Always starts off with innocent kisses up until it escalates into a desire that he can’t ignore. 

The bird’s nest of the ship. That small lookout on the highest point of the mast, where a crewmember would stay and warn the other crew members if there was an impending doom coming. Like a storm, or another big ship, or a small ship they should avoid. It’s an important part of the ship, but also a somewhat private little getaway. 

The breeze is always nice up here, but when night falls it becomes a tad too chilly and you end up wrapped up in Kazuha’s arms and warmth. You stay like that for a moment, just enjoying the lull of the sea and the sound of the waves. After a while longer you tip your head up to look at him, finding that he’s gazing tenderly at you. 

You smile, and he follows. A little piece of heaven was so easy for him to obtain with you in his life. You tip your head up to invite him for a kiss, and he effortlessly meets your lips romantically. It takes your breath away, the manner in which he silently claims your lips as his and only his. It’s not demanding nor forceful at all, yet something about it makes you surrender and your knees start feeling weak.

His arms tighten around you, he pulls away for a brief second, only for air and comes back in immediately. This time it feels like his lips scorches yours, the flame that ignites leaves you whimpering for more, clutching at his arms, senseless to everything else except his kiss. 

The only reason it stops is because you’re suddenly jerked away from him. He startles as well, feeling his feet sway a little, but his hold on you is protective and reassuring. A strong wave had nearly tipped the two of you off balance, and Kazuha looks beyond the sea to see that a storm might be brewing. 

He chuckles a little, aware that he got carried away for a moment there. “Let’s go back down, love. It’ll get dangerous up here in a few,”

Scaramouche 

• Rough and demands it when he wants it. For him it’s like an impulse, or maybe the result of holding back too much and suddenly exploding with want. 

He was sour the whole day, and you had no idea why. Possibly one of his moods. He took it out on nearly all his subordinates, shouting about how everyone here was incompetent and useless. 

When night fell and the men had fallen back to their makeshift tents or quarters, Scaramouche came back to his and your tent, done antagonizing everyone for the day. He doesn’t say much as he undresses and prepared for the night, slipping on a simple shirt and shorts. You were already on your shared cot, reading a book about something trivial. 

He climbs in with a huff and you can’t help but smile at how childish his temperate was sometimes, but you’re startled when he climbs on top of you, your wrists are suddenly pinned above your head by his lone hand. “S-Scara–”

Wordlessly, his lips demandingly bears down on yours. You let out a slight sigh as you kiss, your eyes immediately closing at how possessive the kiss felt, but it’s exactly the way you like it. You part your mouth for him, and his tongue lashes in like strong waves pulling you under a sudden splash of desire. 

The way he kisses you is beyond hungry, devouring your lips and all your senses to focus only on him. “Scara–!” was the only thing you could let out when he pulls back for a breath, a string of saliva connecting the two of you, your face incredibly flushed. That prompts him to do more, moving to yet again taste your lips.

“Sir? There’s an emergency out at the waterfalls. It seems that the resistance is closing in,” 

Scaramouche pulls away and curses under his breath. He’s about to kill that soldier who’s standing outside the tent. He climbs away from the bed and starts getting dressed again, leaving you breathless on the bed. Still, you would think he would just leave, but for you, he comes back to where you rest and places a kiss on your forehead. “Wait for me, puppy. Won’t be long,” 

Tartaglia

• Mischievous and almost calculated. Beckons you to initiate it and leads you into it.

His meeting with the other Fatui agents just ended, and he’s left exhausted and melting into the sofa he was sitting on. His body is totally limp, just wanting to do nothing for a moment in the living room of his hotel suite. Sure, he loved the adrenaline of battle and the excitement it brought. But meetings were something else, it took a lot out of him. 

“Childe?” You peer into the living room, having taken refuge in the bedroom that whole time while he took care of his business. He immediately perks up at your voice, his energy levels spiking at the thought of you. “Here, Y/N, we’re done,” he confirms and beckons you over with his hand.

You step out of the bedroom door and walk over to him on the couch, yelping when he easily pulls you atop him, forcing you to straddle him, your knees on the couch and your hands on his shoulders. “Childe!” 

He only chuckles and leans back, liking the view of things, one of his hand lazily placed on your waist. “It’s been a long day honey,” he sighs out and takes his other hand to cradle your cheek. “I think I deserve a kiss,” 

Indeed he does and you agree with no complaints. You straddle his lap fully when you lean in and hotly connect your lips. Your scent is hypnotic to him, the only thing in the world that could ever catch him off guard was you. He encases your waist in his arms, pulling you closer to him until you’re pressed against each other.

“Mm,” a hint of a moan escapes his lips and into yours. He doesn’t stop kissing you, the intensity increasing with each one. He starts to kiss you in a way that makes your toes curl and your insides burn, your brain melting into nothingness, not even noticing that your hands start to slide up his shirt.

KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK

You pull away, only to be pulled back in. “Keep going,” he breathes out, ignoring the obvious knocking on the door. 

“Sir–I’m sorry. We’ve forgotten to report an important part of the mission,”

Childe clicks his tongue, but he hoists you up in his arms and shouts back. “I’m off-duty, come back tomorrow,” before the two of you disappear into the bedroom.

Thoma

• Natural. It just happens when it happens. There’s not much thinking involved and there’s no prior teasing. 

He’d been busy for a while, setting up things and making sure everything was in place for the Irodori festival. You, being a worker at Yae Publishing house, was also busy during that time period. For the whole festival you didn’t see each other, nor did you have the time to pass by even for a short greeting. 

On the final day of the festival, Thoma finds himself waiting for you to finish your shift at the Yae Publishing House stall. “Thoma!” You run up to him, delighted to see your lover after a long week, he meets you with a hug and laugh, spinning you around once before setting you down again and walking to the restaurant that the two of you agreed to eat at for dinner that day.

It was also the celebration of the end of all your hard work for the festival. For this special occasion, he had requested a private dining room for the two of you. The night started off as normal, the two of you talking about your respective events and duties. 

“I missed you,” he suddenly interjects in the middle of your story. He just couldn’t help it, it’s been so long since he saw your smiling face. “Ah, sorry, you can continue your story,” he waves a hand, urging you to go on, but you’ve stopped and shifted a little closer to him. “…I missed you too, Thoma,”

And just like that your lips were inviting his. He drops his chopsticks and turns to face you, his hands on both sides of your face to bring you closer to him, to feel his lips melt and combine with yours. He feels your fingers clutch at his shirt. Thoma’s kisses makes you forget your own name. Makes your heart beat faster and faster until it feels like exploding. Every time your lips come apart and together again you’re spun into a dizzying world of fireworks and passion. 

“Y/N…” he whispers before he dives in yet again, your hands now tugging at his hair, as if wanting to sink into him deeper. 

“Your drinks are here!” The door slides open rather suddenly and the two of you jerk apart, faces an intense red. The server is oblivious and hums to herself while placing the glasses on your table. “Enjoy!” She says before retreating out and sliding the door shut again. 

The two of you are tense, but when you meet eyes, you can’t help but let out a snicker, he follows and the two of you are just laughing it off seconds later. 

Venti

• It’s like a form of entertainment for him, like a hobby. He loves kissing you and he doesn’t hide that at all.

“Venti…are you drunk?” You ask as you sit next to him at the tavern. He’s rather rowdy today, but he raises an eyebrow at your query. “Me? I haven’t even had a drink yet Y/N! I’m just excited I have time to visit the tavern again!” 

The two of you are off to a table on the side, it’s a little secluded, but in no ways was it private. The deeper the night got the more people came in, but you realized that Venti wasn’t drinking any booze at all. In fact his attention was all on you, just talking to each other and enjoying each other’s company. 

You don’t quite understand Venti’s attraction towards you. It’s as if he appeared one day and decided to latch on to you. Was it really love? Or just fascination? Still, he was a handful, but he was able to take care of you and be considerate of your feelings, despite being energetic and carefree all the time. 

“…and so we decided to leave Dragonspine,” you finished your story, drinking some of your mocktail and noting that Venti was nodding at you with sparkling eyes. 

“It must’ve been cold up there, hm?” He simply says and it dawns on you only now that his arm is wrapped around your waist and the two of you are quite cozy in that position, your body tucked in his. “You’re so cute, Y/N. It’s almost unbearable, ehe~” 

Then, his eyes light up almost instantly. “Ah, you haven’t given me a kiss today! You were so busy in the morning that you forgot!” He leans in, putting his face out for you but you feel your cheeks heat up and decline his offer. “Idiot, we’re in public!”

He’s silent for a moment, realizing that you’re shy, and for some reason that face of yours spurs him even more to try and kiss you. Assertively, he uses his hand to move your turned away face to meet his and he’s the one who leans in for a mind-bending kiss. 

You gasp into it, eyes widening at his bravery. Although it was loud in the tavern all you could really hear was your heart beating in your chest. He doesn’t let up, you feel his tongue prodding your lips, asking to be let into your hot mouth and your eyes close automatically, losing yourself into the sudden tingling sensation running up your spine. 

He kisses you like you’re the finest wine he’s ever tasted, he drinks you up like he hasn’t had water in days and you feel his mouth just pressing on yours over, and over, and over again–

BANG! 

The two of you startle away from each other. One of the waiters has smacked a medium barrel of wine on your table. The type that was for sharing and had a spout connected to it. The waiter saw you kissing, but he didn’t bat an eyelid. That happened all the time in the tavern. Instead, he actually grinned and said. “Here’s that wine you ordered, this’ll warm you both up quick,” and left cackling. 

Xiao

• Always doesn’t expect how he likes kissing so much. He doesn’t usually initiate but when it happens he’s also surprised by the hunger he has for your lips. It’s almost like the demon inside him comes out and wants to devour you.

Xiao has his own room in Wangshu Inn, but he doesn’t use it as much as one would think. He rarely needed sleep and staying in human quarters just seemed odd to him. He never got used to it. 

As an adepti, the outdoors was his calling. It’s where he spent most of his time, even with his brothers and sisters back when they were all together. In a way he was very in touch with nature and his surroundings. 

Today he spent the usual night up on the Wangshu rooftop with you. Looking down at the lights and the people weaving in and out. You came to him that night with red lipstick on, and it’s not because you had intentionally put it on. It was because you just finished an opera performance at the inn, and though you weren’t the lead singer you worked as a background dancer, and sometimes that required makeup that stood out, specially in Chinese opera. 

Xiao had seen your performances several times. He didn’t say much about it, but he did comment once that he thought the story was beautiful and that your moves matched the story. That was more than enough for you, coming from him.

That night, you were merely wanting to say a brief hello, just as you always did after a show. “I’ll be going now, Xiao,” you say after a moment but his hand reaches out for your wrist and holds you in place.

You turn back with a curious look on your face, wondering if he was alright. “Xiao?” He gently pulls you towards him, and stares at your face. Something in him aches to kiss you. To mess up your makeup.

He moves you over to the wooden railing of the rooftop, your back pressing against it and him trapping you in between. He continues to stare at your lips, and you finally get the message. “Xiao, do you want to…” you gulp, and he does as well. His eyes dart up towards yours, as if asking for permission.

The permission you give is your eyes closing, head tilting the slightest bit forward, letting yourself fall vulnerable in front of him. He lets out a slight sigh at the sight before pressing your mouths together. His hand finds its way to your scalp, moving you closer to him, tasting your moist lips. 

He’s aware that he’s possibly smearing lipstick all over himself, but that just heightens his desire. He wants it all over him, only him and when he pulls back to see the mess that he made of you, eyes clouded over, red lipstick smudged to the side of your lips, mouth parted as if asking for more and panting, he lets out an almost guttural groan and plunges in for more. 

It’s intense, like his lips had a mind of its own and he wants nothing more than for you to just hold on to him like this forever. And then, in a sudden split second, he disappears into black smoke. 

“Here’s your dinner Xiao!” The chef of Wangshu inn, Smiley Yanxiao appears at the entrance of the rooftop, but when he looks around and doesn’t see Xiao there, he scratches his head and addresses you instead. You who was covering your lips to conceal how smeared your lipstick was. “Hey, Y/N, tell Xiao that I’m placing his dinner here, okay? Thanks!” 

He proceeds to place the almond tofu dish on a table off to the side and turns around to go back to the kitchen. Your heart is still hammering in your ears and you’re not sure if what happened earlier had really transpired. But when you blink your eyes again and Xiao reappears in front of you, face covered in a rare blush and avoiding your gaze, you’re a hundred percent sure it had happened, and you can’t help but feel your heart skip another beat at that. 

Zhongli

• Patient. Knows how to bide his time. It’s not rushed or sloppy. It’s slow and sensual and he knows what he’s doing.

“Darling, I’ll be off soon,”

It’s how your mornings with him usually start. He wakes up to tend to his duties as a worker in Wangsheng Funeral Parlor, and you also have to attend to your duties as a simple hairdresser in Liyue Harbor. Appointments with you are usually done in your home, where you and Zhongli lived. Occasionally you do home visits and go to the client’s home instead of them coming to you. 

“Mmhmm, I’ll see you later,” You rush over to him who is already at the door, tip toe for a quick kiss and attempt to unfurl away from his hold, only for him to hold on to you tight. 

He doesn’t like rushed kisses, though the two of you are busier than usual this morning he’ll hold fast to his promise of giving loving kisses. Never rushed nor in a hurry. “Hold on a moment, dear,” he requests and holds your chin in his hand, slightly squeezing your cheeks and holding it up for him to dip down properly and sensually into a heart-melting kiss. 

It gets you every time, and you don’t know how he does it. There’s always an air of confidence in his kiss, he knows what he’s doing and he knows that it gives you butterflies in your stomach. This morning, however, instead of you pulling away satisfied with just one, you ask for more by putting your hands lightly around his neck. 

He gets the message and leans into your touch, pulling you by the waist, flattening your whole body against him and starting to deepen the kiss by the second. Glued to one another he claims your mouth sensually, still not in a rush. When your lips come together, it’s soft, but it’s searing hot, as if his lips is melting your skin and kissing every crevice of your being. “Zhongli…” you breathe out when you pull apart for a second, not knowing where your sudden desire comes from. 

“Hm…” He merely lets out, amused at this development and continuing to brush his lips against yours. There’s a knock on the door, and that’s a clear sign that the two of you had kissed for too long. Zhongli chuckles, knowing that it must be your first appointment for the day. Just as quickly, he regains composure and kisses your forehead for a final goodbye, like nothing had happened at all. 

You’re the one who’s still flustered, staring at his back and wondering how he could open the door and converse happily with the middle aged woman waiting outside your home. You almost pout, but you see him turn towards you and mouth the words “Let’s continue later,” before he bids you goodbye and leaves you with your first client.

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“Please just stay with me, I don’t think I can be alone tonight”

For@starglitterz 2.5k event

Including: Gorou x Gn!reader

Warnings:Spoilers for the Inazuma Archon quest. Set before the Act 3 resolution. Other than that, none! SFW fluff <3

Genre: Fluff, Hurt to comfort, Cathartic

Music Recommendation:Watatsumi Shrine

A/N:Thank you so much to Quill for hosting this and giving me the perfect opportunity to write for my baby . I have fangirled about her blog on here for a bit but please go check out their main page!! They have an ongoing streamer Xiao SMAU (Cynosure) which I am a huge fan of. Congrats on 2.5, much love!!!

Sometimes, General Gorou feels a slight pressure looming above him. Though, it’s only something incredibly small. 

“No- no please! Wake up… wake up!”

If reducing it as minuscule means he doesn’t have to look up at the precarious weight threatening to crush him, then he will keep looking ahead. Look at what’s in front of him. There’s no room for error- no room for the past.

“Please… please… I’ll do anything…”

General Gorou of the Watatsumi resistance- the reliable commander. The intelligent leader. The fierceless fighter.

But if he was so unafraid as he claims to be, why do the lifeless forms of his allies on the battlefield haunt him during sleepless nights?

“Please stay with me… I can’t lose you too!”

Why do his knees crumple when he sees your lifeless form, haphazardly discarded in the rain? 

Isn’t he General Gorou? Isn’t he a fearless freedom fighter? Isn’t he the person who will lead Watatsumi Island to victory?

“Someone- anyone! Help… help! They’re bleeding- someone-”

Don’t tell me General… that you’re afraid?

“Someone check their pulse- someone.. ANYONE!”

Gorou awakes to a throbbing memories, a blur of red, but most importantly, encased in your protective arms. You wipe away the tears threatening to spill- tears he hadn’t even noticed were there.

“Gorou! Shh.. shh…. I got you my love…”

He coughs, expecting blood, only for his throat to come up with a dry, choking sound.

You frown, smoothing his ruffled locks and rubbing comforting circles on his back. 

But for some reason, it wasn’t enough, as he clung to you a like a lost child.

Your lover had been overworking himself for days, planning the reconnaissance mission to retrieve many allies captured under the vision hunt decree. The unknown fate of Kazuha alongside those disappearing under the Shogunate’s elusive hand weighed on his mind heavily.

“Gorou- my love, your throat must be hurting.”

“Let me get you a drink, or some medicine? I’ll be back in just a minu-”

Gorou gazes up at you with weak eyes you can’t say no to. A slight pressure is exerted on your waist, bringing you back into bed.

“Please just stay with me, I don’t think I can be alone tonight.”

Ever selfless, you wonder what he must have saw to request something like that in the first place. Slowly, you climb back into bed with him. He encases you in strong arms, bringing you ever closer to his chest.

“I can tell you had a bad dream. Can’t you tell me what it was about, love?”

He hums slightly, burying his face in your hair.

“It was um… Guuji Yae you see. She refused to give back my dango in the dream… and would not relent taunting me.”

You raise an eyebrow at that, pinching his cheek. Gorou only offers a weak smile, but your heart blooms at the resilient twinkle coming back into his eyes.

“My sweet- I am not one of your soldiers that need placating. You don’t need to be General Gorou around me.”

“WillGorou please tell me what’s going on in that head of his?”

Your lover chuckles, though you notice the tremor faintly present in his hold amidst his strong front.

He opens his mouth, before closing it abruptly. Gorou had always been bad at lying to you.

“I dreamed of you.”

You clutch his hand.

“I dreamed of losing you.”

“I was too late, like I always am.”

Now it’s your turn to feel your vision turn blurry; you look at the man in front of you. The man you love

The hairs on his tail are on edge- some even charred from assumed resistance training. Bruises and broken bones don’t just disappear once you become general.

When he hears the crack in your voice, he sweeps you up into a bone crushing embrace. With a wobbly voice of his own, he speaks in a hushed whisper.

“Please don’t cry. Not because of me.”

“You won’t lose me, Gorou.”

You reply in a vehemently angry tone. Anger at what, you’’re not quite sure.

“You are always enough. And the tides will turn- we won’t become accustomed to loss.”

“You have to believe me, Gorou.”

Eyes wet and shining, he gazes at you like some sort of miracle.

For the first time, Gorou sleeps at peace, as if the restless souls of his past look after him rather than torment him.

It’s still too early to predict who the turn of war will favor. But for now, it was enough to believe in your words. 

’ / !

+albedo, xiao, zhongli, childe, kazuha, gorou

tw.fem!reader, cursing, praise, fingering, f!oral, jealous/possessive tones, breeding kink, m!oral, dom! w/ sub! reader

an. first time writing for genshin just had to do my most famous troupe ;)

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translucent blue eyes watch from a distance, your limbs clings to the sides of your body as the bitter cold settles across mondstat, your skin rises with a chill and as you look at him over your shoulder—albedo feels heat settle in his cheeks amongst another warmth resolving somewhere else.

“my love” albedo whispers, motioning for his feet to move onward towards you, arms wrapping around your body as he lays his chin on your shoulder. “have i ever told you just how beautiful you are?” he murmurs, smiling against your skin when his fingers begin to climb, reaching solace in your breasts, two digits rolling across your clothed nipples.

you could answer but albedo seems to have made the question rhetorical, he feels the hitch in your lungs—that small gasp filtering your chest while he toys with your tits, keeping a steady hand on one breast while the other dwindles down to slip into your bottoms.

“you’re wet, pretty girl. this won’t take long to make you mine” albedo breathes into your skin, laying his tongue flat against exposed flesh as he dips two fingers through your folds, he smiles feeling your back arch against him—the way your cunt clenches around his fingers, juices dripping down to the palm of his hand.

how easily you’re falling apart from two of his fingers, albedo wonders how much you’d cream around his cock and if you could look anymore beautiful, he’d probably cum so much quicker inside you but albedo knows you’d beg for more—just like right now, as he is knuckle deep, curling and pounding into your weeping hole until a sheen wetness covers his fingers.

“so perfect” albedo hums, bringing his fingers up to spread them showing you what you had done to just his measly fingers. heat soaks deep within the apples of your cheeks, albedo seems to find it rather cutely played how coy you can be when you were practically begging for more, “you shouldn’t act so shy, princess. this mess is all for me, hm? so, show me how good i really make you feel on something else—it is all yours afterall.”

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it’s not necessarily foreign to xiao the way his cock twitches at just the sight of your body under him and he’s done this before—or so he thinks he has yet the way your eyes resemble a backwards doe-like look makes him want to buckle under the pressure.

you’re so responsive to his touch, slender fingers diving between your legs while he pumps the two digits so eagerly, lips parted with heated moans brushing past his tongue. “does it feel good?” xiao questions, chest rattling with an uneasy beat—he knows he’s making you feel good you’ve already soaked the sheets beneath you but xiao can’t help but crave to hear it.

xiao wants to be patient with you, devour your body to its full consumption but he’s driving himself insane, almost becoming a mortal being as you wiggle and writhe under him needing more of him and so xiao does indulge into your subtle begs, fisting his cock once more before plunging it into your fluttering hole, the other hand crashing beside your face while xiao rolls his hips.

“tell me what to do—tell me how to fuck you” xiao moans, teeth sinking into his bottom lip when you answer with your legs wrapped around his waist, pulling him deeper into a indescribable submerge of bliss. the nerves in his limbs grow numb, your nails digging into his back feel like nothing but solid pleasure driving him to fuck you harder, xiao is almost at a loss of everything until your lips find his and he’s finally landing back upon earth.

you hold his face within your hands, watching unblinking golden orbs fascinate into you, xiao allows a smile to creep along the edges of his lips, “you’re everything i’ve ever wanted.” he keeps his words hushed, a low groan following after the sentence as xiao continues pounding his cock deeper into your pussy—from being clueless about you to needing to know more; xiao had wanted nothing more but pain and solitude but now he can’t even paint the world without you in it.

☉

zhongli is unphased by almost everything, he seems to find himself locked into another world of some sorts—that is until he watches from a distance how people didn’t know how to keep their hands to themselves, or the way words weren’t filtered as they crept into the shell of your ear.

zhongli soon feels a heat rise to his gut, anger coursing through those stagnant veins, and he could try to deny it—an ache throbbed below his gut. but he tried brushing it off at first—until you were left alone with him and zhongli wanted nothing more than to show you—who exactly you belonged to.

the approached deemed necessary for zhongli to wrap his fingers around your delicate throat pulling you into a sloppy kiss while careful fingers unraveled your clothing, allowing your back to hit the sheets of his bed while he crashed to his knees, eager hands gripping the back of your thighs as zhongli spreads them apart, lingering his gaze from your disheveled face to his glistening pussy.

“they all seem to think you belong to anybody but me” he groans through his teeth, experimentally laying his tongue out flat to slide the warm muscle through your folds, bucking into his face when zhongli shoves two fingers into your clenching hole. “you know i don’t get jealous often, princess. but something about the way they flirt with you makes me want to make you cum so much quicker.”

zhongli groans again as his tongue wraps around your puffy clit, sucking and quickening his pace of his fingers curling deeper into your pussy, thighs trembling around his face gives zhongli the notion that you’ll never cum this quick with anybody else, your moans rupturing from your chest never will sound so self indulgent to not another soul but him.

he takes a second to suck on your clit, bringing your orgasm to the surface and that’s all he needs—all zhongli needs to see that you’re his, “next time they attempt to talk to you my love, will you remember how hard you cum as my face is between your thighs or should i make you cum on my cock next, hm?”

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childe was usually more careful with you on days spent with bodies entangled under cotton waves, soft murmurs of moans lingering your skin and fingers intertwined never leaving but only to grasp onto him harder. but childe might have reeled this scenario in his head and he might just have happened to want to rush it just this once because the thought—was insufferable if he couldn’t see it in person.

“pretty girl” childe coos, pinning your legs to your chest, a smirk edges his lips when he watches your hole flutter around nothing—you’re already dripping, expecting him to toy with your pussy until childe was satisfied but tonight he had better ideas. “how much cum do you think you can take?” childe smirks, bending down to press a kiss on your forehead before he sinks his fat cock inside you, pushing past the tight vice grip on his length until he bottoms out—struggling to hold a moan back when he feels just how perfect your pussy was made for him.

“do you feel that princess? this pussy is wanting me so bad” childe grits through his teeth, spreading your legs further apart so he can watch how much you’re being split open by him. he already wants to cum so bad—deep inside you, let the mess fill your hole while he fucks more into you and he doesn’t even feel bad when you’re begging for it, nails sinking into his skin when he’s three pumps in and his cum leaks out of you in seconds.

“fuck baby, you’ve made me cum so quick—wanna see this pretty hole filled with nothing but my cum” childe throws his head back when more of his seed dumps into your hole, he loves how messy it feels around his cock, the noises you’re making feel like heaven to his ears and whenever he is finally done fucking your sensitive hole, childe will have to just fuck more into you—you’re his to put as much cum inside you as he can, right?

☉

kazuha seems to forget you sleep longer than he ever has, his chest vibrates with warmth from your back pressed tightly against him, the subtle way your chest seems to rise so delicately. and even more importantly kazuha lacks the knowledge of what the early start of something else really brings forth.

it starts with a pulse below his stomach, blood dropping lower causing nothing but growth and nothing but an ache he hates when you can’t resolve it for him. but kazuha knows the innocent kisses along your shoulder blade would surely wake you, calloused pads skimming across warmth flesh till he feels you stir awake from your sleep and just the roll of his hips on your ass is just a cute little sign.

“good morning, my love” kazuha breathes out, placing tender kisses on your cheek while your fingers card through his messy strands of hair that have fallen from his ponytail. you don’t mind the second thing he does is spread your thighs apart, lifting one leg over his own so you’re easier to touch—with greedy fingers he finds you already wet and maybe he shouldn’t yet—he does, springing his cock free and sliding it through the wetness clinging to your cunt.

“need you, always need you to make me feel good” kazuha hums, wasting no time sinking his cock in, gasping when your pussy clamps down on his length. he rocks his hips to uneasy pace, kazuha slowly closes his eyes while he rests his face into the back of your neck, moaning and whimpering when his swollen cock grows closer to spilling his seed inside you.

kazuha wraps his fingers around your throat, tilting your face to meet his as he crashes his lips against your own, tongue gently scraping across inner cheeks, the other hand finding your puffy clit and quickly drawing soft circles, “i want to cum for you and you’re going to take it like a good girl, yeah?” kazuha whispers in your mouth, smirking along the lines of your lips when he feels a weak attempt of happily saying yes to him when he’s making you feel like your entire body is dissolving.

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“you should relax” you whisper out to gorou from the floor of his room, he ceases the words falling from his lips to look down at you, his eyebrows furrowed in confusion before gorou is back to rambling about another mission. but you seem to ignore him this time, slowly climbing from the floor until your face is pressed in his lap.

“w-what’re you doing?” gorou stammers, watching as you carefully spring his cock free, giving it a couple of small licks until he grows harder in your hand. “getting you to relax” you murmur against his length, guiding the head into your mouth until you can swallow more of him. gorou jets his eyes across the room before shakily placing a hand on your head, fingers grazing across your hair until he gives it a hard grip.

you toy with his cock, licking and slurping until he twitches in your mouth, the other hand coming up to cup his clenching balls—his chest is filled with an erratic beat, lips tremble between his teeth and you bring his orgasm to the surface before pulling away leaving a string of spit in the wake.

“d-dont stop, i-i do need this” gorou whines, struggling to put your hot mouth back on his swollen cock, you smile up at him—how pitiful he looks but how much greed circles the pupils of his eyes. “relax, pretty boy. i’ll make you cum” you coo at him, going back to what you were doing earlier but this time with a quicker pace so gorou is already seeing stars in his blurred vision.

“s-so good for me” gorou slurs, unable to control the way his hips buck into your face, nails digging into your scalp and when you really know he’s beginning to grow close you can taste the pre-cum dripping down your throat, gorou throws his head back when you take more and more of him until you’re gagging, spit dripping from the corners of your mouth and finally as he reaches the end he really can’t help slamming your face deep into his lap.

you swallow all that gorou has and keep going because just one load down your throat isn’t enough to relax him and though gorou is so sensitive right now he’s not going to stop you—he’s being needy now, whimpering when he’s already so fucking hard, the leftover mess spilled in his lap and that beautiful fucking sight of you sucking his cock to make him feel just a little bit better.

ALRIGHT I’LL POST THEM JUST FOR YOU @turningmad

APPARENTLY SOME LEAKERS DROPPED THIS ALL OF A SUDDEN AND SAID TO GUESS WHICH ARE FAKE WHICH ARE NOT AAAAAAA

A-ayato’s design being based on zhongli hold me i-

Also rip scaramouche wanters (I fr wish this is a fake one)

EDIT: personally I don’t think ayato will be a claymore, there’s no instances of him wielding one. Only polearm and sword. Yunjin not being geo is true tho, she’s anemo apparently

The character from liyue resembling fuhua from honkai is also true

This leaker did the most Chad and inhumane thing ever

A new take:

Fanon, mischaracterized diluc who people only look at his exterior coldness is not malewife. But canon diluc who’s very caring, loyal and willing to sacrifice his life for the people he loves, therefore doesn’t want them to get too close since he fears for their safety is the best malewife in genshin and that’s a fact (along side thoma of course)

Characters: Gorou, Kazuha, Scaramouche, Tartaglia, Thoma, Xiao, Zhongli

Gorou

-Gorou likes Halloween, but he’s extremely busy and doesn’t usually have time to celebrate it.

-He makes time for you though.

-He’ll agree the moment you ask him to spend Halloween with you, no hesitation.

-He enjoys dressing up in costume, but this is his first chance to dress up in a couples costume with you.

-You two debate on dressing up as things like the wolf and little red riding hood or eggs and bacon, but you two decide on Peter Pan and Tinkerbell. He doesn’t mind who is wearing what costume, so he lets you pick.

- “Peter Pan never grows up, but I think I’d like to grow old with you.” he suddenly confesses as you two walk through the streets hand-in-hand.

-He’s always so honest with his words, so you know that he means what he said.

Kazuha

-Kazuha had celebrated Halloween before, but stopped as he got older. He’s busy with other things.

-He still understands how it can be enjoyable though, so that’s why he agrees to celebrate it with you when you ask him.

-He has one condition though and that condition is that you two do a couples costume.

-It takes you two some time to decide on one, but you eventually agree on the theme of royalty.

-Call him your Prince Charming and he’ll let out a soft chuckle before pulling you close to him, “Does that mean that you’re my happily ever after?”

-In the end it will result in a quick kiss on the lips before you two continue on with your plans.

-He doesn’t mind if you just want to dress up, go trick-or-treating, or go to a party. He finds them all enjoyable in their own way.

-He uses the costume as an excuse to flirt with you, showering you in the sweetest words, kissing the back of your hand and asking for a dance.

-Halloween was enjoyable when he was younger, but he finds himself preferring it a lot more by your side.

Scaramouche

-Scaramouche has never celebrated Halloween and he hadn’t planned on celebrating it until you came into his life.

-When you show interest in it, he starts to become interested in it.

-He doesn’t get the point of dressing up. He’s already feared, so what’s the point?

-Nonetheless, he’ll agree to dress up for you as long as it isn’t anything silly. He’ll go for something gothic.

-His costume isn’t scary, but he still manages to scare people.

-You decide to match him, also going for a gothic look. A light blush will raise to his cheeks. He expected you to do your own thing, not match him. But the reason he’s blushing is because of how stunning you look.

- “Is that your costume?” he’ll ask as he tears his gaze away.

- “It is.” you respond, only to get a nod in response.

-He’ll go wherever you take him to, but he’ll complain. He tells you that parties are complete nonsense and trick-or-treating is childish.

-He might not enjoy his time all dressed up in costume, but he doesn’t hate it either.

-You’re lucky that he loves you, or else he never would have agreed to this.

Tartaglia

-Tartaglia usually volunteers for events on Halloween.

-He enjoys seeing families together, parents taking their children trick-or-treating at the events he participates in.

-Once you’re in a relationship with him, he’ll convince you to join him.

-He buys you a costume with his own money. It’s a steampunk one to match his own.

-Despite the fact that he knew what the costume looked like, he’d still be in awe when he sees you.

- “You look incredible.” he’ll tell you with a beaming smile on his face.

-You two work together at the events, handing out candy to children or prizes when they win a game.

-He absolutely enjoys spending this time with you.

-If you didn’t originally want to go, you find that it’s not as bad as you had expected.

-Tartaglia makes sure that you’re having a nice time too. He knows that it can get boring standing around all day.

-Loves dancing with you to Halloween music, no matter how silly the dancing looks.

-People are jealous of your relationship, that’s for sure.

Thoma

-Thoma is a busy man, but he always finds the time to celebrate Halloween.

-He enjoys seeing people’s smiles as they celebrate the holiday. It’s nice to see some peace.

-He has always dressed up for Halloween and once you’re in a relationship, he’ll try to convince you to dress up with him.

-He wants to do a couples costume, he has been looking forward to the day where he could do one for a long time.

-He’d like to dress up as a pirate with you as a mermaid, but if you’d prefer it the other way around, he’s more than willing to comply.

-Plays the part. If he’s dressing up as a pirate, he’ll speak like one. “Aye, I never thought somethin’ from the sea could be so mesmerizing.” he’ll compliment you.

-If he’s dressing up as a mermaid, he’ll pretend like he got captured by you, only to fall in love. “I never expected to fall in love with a human, but I’m glad I did.” he’ll dramatically say as people walk by. He might even throw in a “glub glub” to try to get you to laugh.

-Has his arm wrapped around your waist the whole time.

-He usually goes to events instead of parties or trick-or-treating, but he’ll let you decide on what you two will do this time.

Xiao

-Xiao has never once celebrated Halloween despite all of his years of living. He knows what it is, but he doesn’t see a need to participate in it. He prefers staying on the sidelines anyways.

-When you come along, he’d be willing to get off of the sidelines and celebrate Halloween with you.

-He won’t go to parties, those are a bit too much for him to handle.

-However, he will be able to experience his first time trick-or-treating and it’ll be right by your side.

-He’d dress up as a vampire. It’s basic, but it’s the only thing that he could think of.

-He stays silent as you say “trick-or-treat” for the both of you. He’s a bit too embarrassed to say it himself, but that’s okay since you’re there with him.

-Despite how much candy he gets in the end, he’s not satisfied. Sure, candy is nice, but it’s not important to him. What’s important to him is you. So at the end of the night when you tell him that you enjoyed your time with him and you give him a kiss, he feels like he can finally relax.

-Maybe Halloween wasn’t so bad.

Zhongli

-Zhongli rarely celebrates Halloween unless it’s giving out candy. He can’t help but smile when those who visit him look so happy with their reward.

-However, when you two enter a relationship together, he’s the one who suggests celebrating Halloween together.

- “I believe that it’ll be a nice experience for the both of us.” he tells you.

-You agree and the first thing you two do is decide on what you two should do for Halloween.

-He claims that he’s much too old for trick-or-treating and doesn’t want to take candy that could go to somebody else who’d prefer it more than him.

-He’s not too into parties either, but he wants to do something different, something other than staying in.

-So you two agree to go to a small party, one with people you both know.

-Then you two decide on costumes. He definitely wants to do a couples costume with you, so he’ll suggest Frankenstein and the bride of Frankenstein. He’s perfectly comfortable in either costume, so that’s the one you two settle on.

-No matter which costume you’re wearing, he’ll tell you that you look gorgeous.

- “I’m literally dressed up as a monster, Zhongli.” you’ll tell him.

-He’ll only smile, “But you’re my monster, as I am yours.”