Shouta Aizawa X Female Reader HCs

Things they do when they're madly in love

a/n; there might be a part 2 later on~

! genre; fluffy heart melting fluff

! characters; Childe, Kaeya, Diluc, Ayato, Venti, Zhongli, Thoma, Kazuha x gn!reader

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CHILDE- likes hugging you from behind, mostly times when you're not paying attention to him. He lives off to see the surprised face your make every time he does it. >.<

KAEYA- gives you the most comforting cuddles in Teyvat. When you're having a bad day, he doesn't hesitate to have you wrapped around his arms. It works every single time like magic. poof! you're back to your usual self

AYATO- loves teasing you, anytime anywhere! He makes you laugh a lot too! The sound of your laugh lights up his day instantly, the picture of your smile makes him smile like an idiot madly in love.

rest utc!

DILUC- sure is a busy man, but he will never forget to make time for his dearest. Having his chin plopped right on your head while he does paperwork, resisting the urge to grab your chin and aggressively make out with you ///-///

VENTI- gives you headpats everytime you guys meet up, ruffling your hair and messing it up is included. He also chuckles when you smack his arm playfully. Hopefully you're not too mad at him :T

ZHONGLI- is a gentleman, he opens doors for you to enter first. And he lets you do his daily hair! Braid it or whatever he doesn't care, as long as it's made by you...he loves it.

THOMA- cooks breakfast in bed for you, he knows all your favorite dishes. If you ever overworked yourself, he'd scold you like a mom does. Don't worry, he's not angry just a little worried, he loves you too much to be mad at you. <33

KAZUHA- is cheesy as hell, he kisses the back of your hands. Showers you with sweet compliments too. By the end of your day together, you'll be as red as a thomato (haha get it?)

MASTERLIST

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Pro Hero!Mirio x Reader x Pro Hero!Tamaki

TW: Smut, Threesome, Praise, Soft Degradation, Overstimulation, Pet names, Sub/Dom implications, just a tiny bit of angst with a very happy ending.

It was always the same.

Tamaki and Mirio would work, and work, and work together, coming back every evening tired, exhausted, barely able to put a foot in front of the other as they reached towards you and each put a soft kiss on your forehead. It was supposed to be a daily ritual, the little routine they’d taken on, something that would give a taste of everything coming after; cuddles, sweet words exchanged in low whispers, less than chaste kisses, and maybe something more. The forehead peck was just an appetizer to the main course, a promise of more, and yet, it had been days since they’d felt energetic enough to lay you down on the bed and feast on you like they used to, before they got so caught up in their daily patrols and hero duties that they forgot their intimate ones.

Tamaki still shyly brushed his fingers against yours whenever he was close enough to you, and Mirio still cracked jokes in the hopes to make you smile whenever he saw you frown at the two of them, but it just wasn’t the same. Something was missing, and you needed it back.

“That’s enough,” you told them one day when they came back to your apartment together just as the kitchen clock rang twelve. Night had fallen hours earlier, and the dinner you’d made for the three of you wasn’t just cold by now; it was packed in little boxes tucked into the fridge so that the food wouldn’t go bad, which it would have if you’d left it outside a second more.

Tamaki startled and avoided your gaze, all confidence earned during his day spent doing heroics fading from his stance at the sight of your obvious anger. Mirio, on the other hand, was bolder; his strong arm snaked around your waist and he pulled you to him, concerned little wince pulling at his lips.

“What’s wrong, sweetheart?” he asked, as if he truly had no idea.

“S-sorry we’re late,” Tamaki muttered, an embarrassed blush creeping over his cheeks.

He took a discreet, almost quiet step towards Mirio and you and softly hooked his pinky into yours. It was a sweet, shy gesture, adorable and so characteristic of the man you loved and cherished that it made you want to forget all about your anger and simply cuddle with him until he got comfortable again.

But you wouldn’t. That would only be ignoring the problem, and you couldn’t, not anymore.

You pushed them both away, and they stumbled back, shocked by your reaction despite the fact that you were simply returning them the favor; they’d been pushing you away in other ways for weeks.

Mirio looked confused, Tamaki looked devastated.

“I can’t do this anymore,” you told them, and your voice wavered just a bit as sadness made its way inside your chest, drowning every other feeling in its wake. “It’s like I don’t even exist anymore, like you two don’t care about anything but being heroes.”

You took a deep breath, swallowing the tears that were coating your throat and making it hard to breathe.

“You never have time for me, you’re always too busy or too tired when you come home.”

Your fingers trembled as you tightened your fists. Your nails dug into your palms, but the pain helped your mind stay focused. You wouldn’t back down, not now that you had an opportunity to tell them how you felt.

Tamaki was so gentle when he pulled you into his arms that you didn’t even think of pushing him away.

“We’re sorry, angel,” he whispered. “There isn’t anything that’s more important to us than you, I promise.”

For once, his voice was firm because you knew, deep down, that it was the truth; he wouldn’t let you doubt it. And it was so easy to let yourself melt into the warmth of his embrace, the strength of his arms around you, the tenderness with which he softly stroked the shape of your spine, cherishing every inch of you that was within his reach.

Mirio joined you, catching you from behind as his arms gently wrapped around you, his chin resting on top of your head as if to accentuate the size difference between the two of you. Or maybe he just liked to have you snuggled against him, tiny little lover that he could pride himself in protecting from the rest of the world.

He kissed your hair, taking a deep breath to let the sweet scent of your shampoo fill his senses, as he often liked to do.

“We just want to be heroes you can be proud of,” he said, and Tamaki nodded.

You wanted to stay like this forever.

To lean into their embrace and never let them go.

“I know…” you muttered against Tamaki’s shirt, the words just a bit muffled by the fabric.

It was as if something shifted in the room then, and you felt Mirio smirk while his chin still rested on top of your head. It was the kind of smile that he kept secret, just a bit of mischief glinting in between his pearly, perfect white teeth, the kind of smile that was only reserved for Tamaki and you and just in very, very special times.

“If you felt lonely, princess, you should have just said so,” he whispered, lust dripping from his tone.

Slowly but surely, his hand crept over your belly, higher, higher, and higher, until he started toying with the collar of your shirt, and even then, he didn’t waste a second before sliding his fingers inside, his digits brushing against the silky skin that was hidden under the pretty lace of your bra.

“Oh, is that what you wanted, angel?” Tamaki asked, his voice uncharacteristically condescending. He loved to pamper you as if you were so weak you couldn’t do anything by yourself, not even voice your own needs. No, Tamaki knew better, and he loved to show you just how well he understood what your body wanted. His fingers were soft when they rose under your skirt to reach inside your panties, ever so slowly and yet firmly, until his digits were resting against your little nub, unmoving but still tearing a surprised yelp from your lips.

“Maybe you can tell us just what you need with that sweet little voice of yours,” he cooed, shyness all gone when he had you writhing under his touch.

“Y-you, I need you…” you breathed, grabbing the fabric of his sleeve to steady yourself as their fingers had your legs give out under you. Mirio let out a laugh at your reaction, and he was proud, triumphant when he took you from Tamaki’s arms to hold you in a bridal carry towards the bed you all shared.

“We’re going to catch up, right?” Mirio said as he laid you on the sheets, towering over you with a smile on his lips. You let out a surprised yelp when Tamaki pulled down your bra to suck at one of your nipples, fingers playing with the other. “Give you all of the attention you’ve missed these past few weeks.”

There was something menacing in his words, a dark undertone that had shivers running down your spine. Your suspicions were confirmed when he leaned towards you to lick a streak along the crook of your neck, his voice threatening when he whispered:

“And with the sweet way you just begged for us, I don’t think we’ll be able to stop even if it gets too much for you, princess. Gotta show you just how much we’ve missed having you come undone for us.”

A trail of saliva connected Tamaki’s lips with your hardened nipple when he perked up, his gaze intense as it licked at every single curve your body had to offer.

“Wanna taste you somewhere else, now,” he muttered, and Mirio let him settle between your parted legs right after throwing your panties aside. The purple-haired man licked his lips, his expression hungry, famished when he dove into your warmth, tongue so skilled as it licked, and played, and teased, delighting in the exquisite taste of you.

Mirio leaned in to kiss you, a wet, passionate kiss that was as forceful as it was sweet, and it wasn’t long before you drowned in pleasure and ecstasy under their touch, tearing a lustful moan from Tamaki’s lips that sent shivers through your whole body as it had his cold breath tickle your still sensitive clit.

“Hush baby, we’re not nearly done yet,” Mirio cooed, his strong fingers slowly caressing your cheek. “Now, be our good little slut and show us just how much you’ve been craving for our cocks.”

You knew exactly what he expected and, obedient, good girl that you were, you did exactly what he wanted from you. Your lips parted as you opened your mouth, wet little tongue nearly dripping spit on your chin, waiting for him to slide inside and let you get a taste of him.

He let out a low hiss of pleasure when he did so, gently petting your hair as if to reward you for good behavior. After tearing two other orgasms from your overstimulated body, Tamaki then took his turn sliding inside you, strong thighs holding your legs apart as his cock pushed through your walls, settling in your warmth just like Mirio had in your mouth. And then, even before he started moving, Tamaki leaned in towards you to leave a trail of soft kisses along your throat and collarbone, delighting in the fact that he had you writhing under him.

“Such a good, perfect girl,” he praised, voice low, a smile pulling at his lips.

You couldn’t reply, not when Mirio was moving inside your mouth, his cock so big on your tongue it felt like it could cut your breathing at any forceful stroke, but Tamaki didn’t mind, and his merciless fingers kept going back to your clit, stroking it restlessly until you felt like you might faint if he touched it once more.

The next time you fell down the edge of yet another orgasm, they joined you, finishing in unison as they filled you from both ends, until cum was dripping all over the sheets both from the corner of your lips and between your legs.

They let themselves fall down on the bed on each side of you, both of them taking one of your hands in theirs, gently stroking your palm with their thumb until you let out a satisfied sigh.

“I had missed that,” Mirio confessed, eyes closed as if to let the remains of the sensations he just experienced linger in his mind.

“We’ll never let you feel lonely again,” Tamaki promised, placing a soft kiss on the crook of your wrist.

“So you will make time for me, now?” you asked, hope dripping from your voice.

The three words slipped through their lips at the same time, firm, definitive:

“We will, baby.”

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[🌸] Genshin Boys Reacting To You Smothering Them With Affection <333

Diluc

The first time you do it, it catches him conpletely of guard. The blush on his face was evident of that. Kinda likes your kisses and hopes you do it again. Just not in public though. He has a reputation to uphold and he hopes you respect that, But when the both of you are alone it’s a completely different story. Withing the walls of his manor, he turns putty in your loving arms, he is your baby and demands attention, but keep in mind, its only when the two of you are alone.

Kaeya

Instant ego boost. Not even kidding smh. Be aware though, cause once you do it, he will demand affection every second of the day, starting as soon as you wake up. He doesn’t care if people are watching, he will do it public too. Now the angsty part. I believe Kaeya is very touch starved since his father left him in mondstaldt when he was just a child and the incident with Diluc only made it worse, so he is very grateful to have a lover like you, who he can rely on for a gentle feeling of fondness.

Venti

Instant ego boost part 2. Litreally clings onto you like a leach. Wouldn’t let go untill you give him some kisses. Again, doesn’t matter if you are in public. You both are drinking in the tavern? he needs a hug. You both are cassually sitting on a bench near the cathedral? He demands a kiss. People passing by give you both disgusting looks but again, he doen’t care. After venti lost his friend, the nameless bard, he didn’t think he had ever felt this way. The warm fuzzy feeling your tenderness gives him, makes him feel like he is on cloud 9 and somehow he just cannot let it go.

PDA WITH THE GENSHIN BOYS.

genre. fluff, modern and boyfriend au cw. none. pairings. xiao, kazuha, zhongli, childe x gn!reader.

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— xiao

no. yes??? absolutely not.

the moment your hand grazes his?? stops in the middle of wherever you’re walking literally like he was frozen in time

its the first time you see any other expression in his features and of course its just the biggest look of disapproval

buttttttt as much as he says he hates pda and how much he actually genuinely quite literally does…..

he loves it. like in his head, in his own sad and bitter looking mental world, its like the sun after a rainy day.

did i mention you’re the only person that can make him believe hes actually worth something

thats exactly why hes in love with u i dont make the rules he’s absolutely smitten

he lets you keep holding his hand and keep the disapproving “i dont wanna be here” look on his face

— kazuha

yes yes yes

you dont even have to initiate it he holds your hand everywhere.

like literally everywhere, except the bathroom obviously because hes a gentleman (cant say the same for the fatui version of ed sheeran??)

his hand grasps yours and its like a burst of energy flows through him and he opens his mouth to spur out a corny poem he had came up with on the spot

also kisses. he luvs them. even if you gave him the sloppiest wettest kiss on the forehead he’d still ( ◠‿◠ )

and he’d ask for one more while we’re on the topic

— childe

…..here go again

im gonna say what we all know

childe is literally literally like a cat getting pet by its owner he embraces that shit like its rhe only thing on earth he was put here to do

he loves all forms of pda

hand holding kissing…. and most importantly hugging.

i dont mean any type of hugging

the moment you find yourself in public theres a six foot one lanky ginger with his arms around your middle and his head in the crook of your neck

you’ve been dating for HOW long??? and he still manages to make you flustered like you just met him whenever he back hugs you

he loves kissing your jaw too just to tease because he’s the biggest little shit in teyvat

— zhongli

if he was real i wouldnt know how to act oh my god

the most gentlemanly gentleman

he knows how to treat his s/o just ask guizhong

oh wait…..

anyways he’s not NOT a fan of pda but he doesn’t go out of his way to initiate it either

it’s more of like a “grab his hand and give him your best smile” and he always falls right into your trap

he loves kissing your hand.

he loves giving you the most charming smile before kissing your hand he’s absolutely in love with you

he also loves it when you wrap your arms around HIS waist… he walks around like he’s the luckiest man in the world bc to him… because he has you maybe he is

hq guys picking you up from the airport

[with: bokuto, iwaizumi, kuroo, suna] [a/n: im now absolutely smitten with bokuto- you can also see my writing go down hill]

-> BOKUTO is all smiles the moment he sees you pass through the gates, a lovesick look covering his face as he catches your eye, waving you over. you’re in his grasp within seconds, arms looped around his neck as he spins you around, luggage discarded not too far away. “i missed you baby” he mumbles into your neck, hot breath fanning your skin as he presses a kiss to the skin. “i missed you too kou, i can’t believe its been so long.” squeezing in one final hug, you pull back only to lean back in to press a kiss to his lips, his mouth warm against yours. “you ready to go home?” “yeah, let me jus-” “i’ve got it” he assures you, grabbing your suit case in one hand and wresting an arm around your waist with the other, placing a final kiss to your cheek as you head out to the car

-> IWAIZUMI sighs a breath of relief as you smile at him half walking half jogging to where he is, eyes bright with excitement. you’re caught off guard when he gathers you up in his arms, holding on so tightly to you as if some one where about to take you away from him. he’s not gonna mention the nights he spent, cuddling your pillow in place of you and looking through the photo album on his phone, finger swiping through photo after photo, most really bad photos of you that made him smile. “you came to get me” you coo, feeling his grip tighten around your waist. “of course i would, what kinda boyfriend would i be not to pick my darling up from the airport?” “a really bad one” you joke, lip tugging downward in a mock pout as iwaizumi chuckles, taking your carry-on from you “let’s go get ur stuff, bag check’s over there right?” he asks as you nod, only to squat down in front of you “hop on” gives u a whole ass piggy back ride through the air port while holding ur bag

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HOW THEY WAKE YOU UP.

cw. mentions of food note. 'cause i've been waking up too early these days

izuku brushes your hair away from your eyes gently, leaning down to kiss your forehead while mumbling, “good morning.” when you stir awake, he places a tray full of your favorite breakfast food on your lap with a soft smile, making small talk while you eat. “did you sleep well?”

bakugou makes you breakfast and sets the table before he goes back to your bedroom and caresses your cheek, “c'mon, wake up before your food gets cold.” once you're awake, he'd pull you to your feet and lead the way to the kitchen and sit you down, kissing the top of your head in the process.

denki somehow manages to go to sleep at 3-4am and wake up before 6, so he'll be the one to wake you up. sometimes, he'll even tickle you just for the fun of it, but apologizes right away if you're mad at him. frequently, “hey baby.... it's time to rise and shine!” followed by a kiss to your nose is what wakes you up.

sero who's definitely not a morning person, but still manages to wake up before you on days you have to leave early, he'll place kisses all over your face, saying, “babe, you're going to be late,” if you brush him off. he'll hand you a messily wrapped tiffin box, “i made you breakfast and lunch” but won't let you leave before you give him a proper kiss.

shoto — like a typical mother, opens the curtains and lets the sunlight stream into the room. he then goes up to your sleeping figure and urges you to wake up while he brushes your hair away from your face, “hey darling, we have to go soon.” once you wake up, he's leaning in to kiss your forehead, “good morning, my love.”

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tags: hybrid au (half animal half human), fem!reader, reader is a child therapist, norwegian forest cat!aizawa, not a/b/o, dubcon, male masturbation, implied past abandonment, transformations (shifting between cat and human), heats, hurt/comfort, biting, scratching, blood, angst and fluff, bed sharing, penetrative sex, oral sex (f!receiving), strangers to friends to lovers, therapy cats, animal instincts, more tags to be added

synopsis: you’d toyed with the idea of adopting a hybrid for a long while, always blaming your hesitance on a lack of finances, time and space. but when your best friend asks for your input in finalising her own adoption, you meet an older cat by the name of Shouta that you simply refuse to leave without.

chapters: one (coming soon) two three

My teeth are rotting over how sweet this is ugh. 💜

something for @veenxys <3

"i love you," tomura says under his breath as he watches you sleep. the glow of his tv shines faintly against your figure; face half shown and arm hanging off the foot of the bed, pinky linked with his. he finds himself doing this often during commercial breaks—even though the tv isn't as loud as usual and he's close enough to hear your breathing, he always needs to check that your still there. the hold tightens and he lifts it up, ever so gently to admire it. "i don't tell you it enough..." he pauses, letting your hand down and pulling away from the embrace. a breath leaves him and his eyes are once again glued to the screen, "but i really do."

Boyfriend Material

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Lemme just preface this by saying I am so excited to start dabbling in other fandoms + writing. I have a silly demon slayer au I’m writing plus Levi 100 followers celebratory fic! So without further ado, enjoy! (Sfw & nsfw h/c about my fave boys! Modern au btw!) ((pps it’s kinda long bare w/me pls))

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trapped together

Characters: Diluc, Zhongli

Contains: Skinship, not really suggestive(?) but it gets pretty intimate

Note: lowkey remembered how I was trapped in a stall with a group of people. dont ask how. that was terrible. have a small drabble!

masterlist || kaeya, thoma, gorou version

Diluc

You don't understand how it happened but it happened. You're stuck in a cramped wine closet with the owner of the winery himself: his chin resting on your head, your hands on his chest, you stood awkwardly between his legs.

You try to move back in an attempt at having more space but he's quick to wrap his arms around you.

"Don't move. There are wine bottles behind you," He warns, holding you close, "I don't care for the wine themselves but you might get hurt if they shatter."

You nod along, blush growing at his subtle way of caring. It was getting hot in the closet and you wonder whether the heat was coming from the cramped room or his naturally warm disposition as a pyro user.

"Can't you um... kick the door open?" You suggest but he shakes his head.

"Wine bottles. And I'm sure Charles would have noticed our absence by now and check." Unknown to you, Diluc thanks the archons for the dark room. It helps him hide his flustered face as he embraces you closer, muttering some excuse about checking behind you for anything that could be useful.

Of course, he's fully capable of getting you both out of the room without risking the wine. It'll be difficult, but not inherently impossible. Forgive his touch-starved self but this situation might be the only way he gets to embrace you like this — so can you really blame him for wanting to prolong it just a little bit longer?

Zhongli

Don't ask how you ended up in a coffin with the God of Contracts himself but there you were. Thank archons you weren't actually buried alive and that Hutao should be on her way to check on the supposedly empty caskets.

"Are you alright?" Zhongli inquires and you're not quite sure how to answer. You're laying on top of him, head resting on his shoulder. Had this been any other moment you would've deemed it as romantic but (1.) You weren't dating, (2.) You had an undeniable crush on him, and (3.) His deep voice next to your ear was making you - almost literally - melt.

"Yeah, yeah I'm fine," You say, voice unusually high pitched, "This is fine. I mean, not that the situation is okay but we're okay, right? Yeah."

His deep chuckle reverberates through the hard wood of the casket and you gulp nervously.

"You know, I can feel your heart beating quite loudly."

'Archons, kill me now,' You think before realizing how one of the archons is doing exactly that to your heart. He'll be the death of you if you don't leave this casket soon.

"O-oh? Is that so..." You gulp nervously, a silence falling between you. You start fidgeting again only for him to hold you still.

"I suggest you avoid moving on top of me so much," He mutters, hands on your waist now.

"Ah I must be heavy, right? Sorry for pushing-"

"No, it's not that. Just- let's try avoid any awkward scenarios while we're trapped here."

You tilt your head, only to notice the slight pressure on your thigh. A dark blush crosses your face as you noded quickly, keeping yourself still.

In the silence, you hear the way his heart beats louder than usual.