I Really Love Him.

what you need to do RIGHT now by your favorite character pt2

including: mha/bnha characters, headcanons, vague spoilers

warning(s): mentions of violence, mentions of cursing, unhealthy habits, i will be oddly specific

note: there are brutally honest yet again. take the advice that seems fit it doesnt have to be by your fav character

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bakugou katsuki:

try to understand before jumping to conclusions. not all answers are going to be on the surface

mina ashido:

keep being you. people look up to you despite you not feeling your best on certain days. you give off the best vibe.

ochaco uraraka:

you dont have to grow up fast so you can take care of others. its okay to be a kid. it’s okay to think selfishly. it’s the human body.

tenya iida:

you don’t have to handle things alone with people around you. they will understand your past. give them a chance.

denki kaminari:

you aren’t dumb. dont let anyone fucking tell you that you are just because you act “childish”. you’re just the best you can be.

eijiro kirishima:

its okay for a change. just make sure it doesn’t hurt you in the end. remember. you’re brave for attempting.

kyouka jirou:

let music be your escape. but dont let it be your only choice. there are other plans.

hanta sero:

keep being honest. not everyone needs to be lied to. some people need to hear “ you’re being a damn idiot”.

shoto todoroki:

don’t run. you’ll be running for your whole life. accept that it happened. then your best possible self will accept it.

izuku midoriya:

you are loved dearly. don’t get lost in all the things they said. others will help you get out of that void bby.

momo yaoyorozu:

trust yourself. you’re what people need in a hectic situation. a level head and calm approach.

hitoshi shinsou:

get yourself out there. dont take no for an answer. prove them wrong.

tamaki amajiki:

we love you bby. take your time nobody is rushing you to be extroverted. not everyone has to. you’re at a balance and that’s okay.

mirio togata:

it’s okay to feel guilty. it’s okay to feel negative emotions. you are human. everyone understands. just speak about it. don’t hold it.

nejire hado:

keep encouraging people. they need it. you’re not annoying. it’s the best thing they could want right now. even if they dont say it.

neito monoma:

don’t be a hating ass bitch. you have good intentions. but a bad way on showing it. let people see what you have to offer. don’t force it.

shota aizawa:

baby are you even okay- go take a nap. some things you can’t help. don’t stress it.

keigo takami:

the words i have for YOU. stop making facial expressions instead of speaking. it sends the wrong message sometimes .

tomura shigaraki:

it is not your fault. you didn’t know and that’s okay. you are not in the wrong.

dabi:

:((( please talk about it. holding it in is only affecting you. you’ll explode sooner or later. it’s okay to be upset or confused. but ask questions. don’t hold it.

himiko toga:

take a moment to notice what you have with you. don’t let it be too late. it’ll break you when it’s gone.

atsuhiro sako:

don’t let your ego kill you. being confident and being narcissistic are two different things with a thin line between them

bonus: twice (jin bubaigawara)

take some time to figure out what triggers you. it can be something so little. or something huge. just understand it

to everyone:

it’s okay to not be okay. but it’s not okay to be like that for long.

I LOVE YOU SO MUCH REMEMBER! I AM NOT FORCING YOU. IT WILL TAKE TIME. BUT THINK ABOUT IT.

is this a comeback? we will see.

thank you for reading bae’s i highly appreciate you

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taglist: open

“uh oh.”

when they accidentally embarrass themselves in front of their crush… [y/n].

featuring —

✧ bennett, chongyun, diluc, zhongli (separate) x gn!reader

warnings ―

✧ not proofread, blood (not graphic, but mentions), mentions of death

notes ―

✧ woke up at 5am, had this idea, wrote it all at 5am… went back to sleep 😻

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Here is Tanaka giving you some motivation for the day!

the tiktok prank

𓍢 summary. doing the “slamming the car door” prank on them (modern au)

𓍢 cw. grammatical mistakes may occur, usage of call signs, slight chocking

𓍢 includes. thoma, itto, albedo

THOMA.

now why would you do this to him? well recently you have been watching too many tiktok couple prank videos lately, so what’s the harm in trying it also on him right?

thoma might overthink if you do this, he feels that he may have accidentally did something that caused you to be upset with him, if you DID ended up telling him it’s a prank, i guess be prepared for the worst? like he may sulk about it for a few moments and if the episode ends he may try to get revenge on you

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Hey! I saw that you do headcanons as well? Sorry if I’m asking in the right place but I loved your post on Asra’s hurt!! Could you possibly do the “mc getting slapped by the m6” ask please? My angsty little heart needs foodddd

hiii!! i’m so glad you liked my post:)) don’t worry, i’ll do my best to not cry when i’m writing this although it probably won’t work

i just wanna say that under no circumstances is it okay to hurt your partner!! please don’t take this post the wrong way:)

the main 6 slapping mc

asra

• it probably started because of how much he keeps from you. you know it’s just because he doesn’t want to see you hurt or unhappy because of how much of your life you’ve lost to your premature death, but it’s still so infuriating. you’re not a child, and you tell him as much.

• as much as you love each other, arguments can get messy. you know so much about each other that it’s difficult not to go for the soft parts in an argument, and you just snap.

• they’re probably running his hands through his hair, tears of frustration and pent up feelings slipping down his cheeks and catching the light of the many candles around the shop, making them glister strangely beneath the low light.

• “asra, you’re being ridiculous. how in the arcana am i supposed to know about who i was if you won’t fucking tell me?” you shout at them, crystals and glass bottles clinking together on the shelves.

• asra breaks, finally raising his voice as well, telling you that you’re acting like a child. you feel a twisted feeling of satisfaction at his loss of control. at least they’re actually treating you like a person— but you’re still so frustrated.’why can’t he just see that you’re not a china doll, easily broken and delicately made?

•you’re screaming now, tears blurring your vision. all you see is red. “if i’m acting like such a child then why did you even bother bringing me back? you should have just fucking left me to rot beneath the lazaret if you won’t so much as—” you’re cut off with a sharp crack.

• asra’s stronger than they look, and he wasn’t thinking as he lashed out in anger and pain, so you probably stumble back into the shelves behind you, or onto the counter of the shop.

• you touch your hand to your hot cheek with a dull feeling of surprise. it’s as if everything is through a haze, your gaze flickering up to meet asra’s horrified one as you take a step back, a dry sob heaving through your chest as your knees give out and you sink to the floor.

• “mc, i’m so sorry, i can’t— i don’t— please. i’m so sorry,” he stumbles over his words as he crouches before you, giving you enough space that you could easily leave. you don’t, and he breathes out slowly as they reach towards you and gently, heartbreakingly softly, cups your face to turn it towards him. he inhales sharply as he takes in your bruised cheekbone, red already beginning to spread outwards in the shape of his hand, and he flinches to see that he’s hurt you, his beloved apprentice.

• he opens his arms slowly, hesitantly, and you sink into them, burying your face in his scarves and then drawing back slightly with a faint hiss as your cheek touches the fabric, and he lets out a sob as well, burying his face in your sweet-smelling hair. murmurs “i’m sorry, i’m so sorry,” into you over and over again, rocking you back and forth on the floor of the shop.

• he’ll hurt for weeks after, even after the bruise fades, he’ll simply refuse to touch you for days after the incident. whispers “but what if i hurt you,” his voice breaking at the mere thought of it, and you cradle him to you, stroking his cheek as he shakes.

nadia

• the argument was probably about her refusing to ask for help. she’s been alone for so long that the refusal simply comes naturally. she has to prove that she can be successful alone, that she can make something of herself without anyone.

• at first, you tell her gently that she can trust you, that you’re always here for her, and that she doesn’t have to do this alone— but she doesn’t want to hear it, telling you insistently that she doesn’t need any help.

• “your dark circles would say otherwise, nadi! you can’t keep going on like this!” you tell her, your voice strained as you lay a hand on her arm. you just want to help her, but she won’t listen to you. “i can do it myself,” she tells you coldly, pulling away from you and turning back to her work. “i don’t need your help. i never have.”

• you feel the hurt blossom in your chest, but you try to push it down as you close her books, smudging the ink on a document by mistake. “nadi, please.” you tell her, but she doesn’t even seem to hear you as she opens her books and sets her jaw, looking at the ruined document. you bite your lip in dismay and go to apologise, but she cuts in before you get the chance. “you ruin everything. you’re such a nuisance, can you not find anything better to do with your time than to bother me? i am the countess of vesuvia, and i don’t need your help.” she’s shouting by the end of her outburst, and you recoil, hurt now showing across your face— but it’s quickly replaced by anger.

• you laugh disbelievingly, your voice spiteful and pained as you speak. “you don’t need my help? well that’s certainly a different tune than the one you were singing when you came to me in the middle of the night, asking for my help. and even then i gave it unbegrudgingly. you’re so stubborn, nadia! you’re so ridiculously naïve that you can’t even see that not everybody’s against you. so your sisters acted like every older sibling the world over, and excluded you from a few games. you carry grudges as if the world’s out to get you and nobody seeks to help you. you’re such a child! why—” your screaming cuts off at the sharp crack.

• you cry out at the sudden flare of pain. nadia’s also a lot stronger than she looks— i mean, she’s a master sword-fighter. and so, you stumble backwards into the marble table opposite her desk, turning away from her to catch your breath, your figure shaking with quiet sobs. everything seems to fall away, and you hold your arms around yourself in a poor attempt to keep your paroxysms of sobs quiet.

• nadia is completely silent. the jarring force snapped her out of whatever tired grumpiness she had been wallowing in, and now she’s just looking at her hands, a look of absolute horror twisting her features as she takes in the hand, resting palm-down on her knees, that she used to— to— she can’t even think about it. she has betrayed your trust, used your relationship, built on a foundation of love and mutual respect, to hurt you. it’s as if she’s seeing the world through a haze of disbelief. she’s taken advantage of your love for her, she’s physically violated you, and the thought of that leaves her physically ill. hot tears drop steadily into her lap, as she turns her hands over, and her eyes widen even more, if possible, with horror. blood glisters thickly on her index finger, coating the closest section to her palm where a golden ring sits. the countess of vesuvia never takes her rings off during the day, and she’s snapped out of her daze by the quiet hiss that comes from where you stand.

•when the first tears stream down your face, you hiss at the sharp pain, touching your fingers gently to your face and wincing as they come into contact with… is that a wound? you stare at them as they come away a deep, garnetine red. your hair is sticking to the blood running down your face from the wound. you sob dryly as the pain sets in, and by the gods it stings. it seems that even the air twists into your opened skin, burning sharply. you’re so lost in the mist of disbelief you barely notice when nadia comes up behind you.

• “my love?” her voice comes, softly, and you stiffen as she lays a hand on your upper arm. she withdraws it quickly as her voice breaks. “please, mc. say anything. look at me, i beg of you.” you don’t say anything for a minute before you inhale softly and turn to her.

• something in nadia breaks. she lifts shaking fingers up to her mouth as your eyes meet hers, and she takes in what she’s done to you. she’s sliced your upper-cheek open from just short of the bridge of your nose to almost the edge of your face. and the cut is deep. bruising spreads around it, in the shape of her hand, and she lets out a sob before dropping to her knees, taking your hand in hers. “by the arcana, mc, i am so, so sorry— i don’t know— i can’t— please, my love, i am so sorry,” she presses her forehead to your hand before you start to cry, sinking to your knees as well and burying your face in your hands, your shoulders shaking. you hiss softly as you draw your hand away and it comes away a glistening, wine-dark red.

• you flinch away from her as she comes to envelop you in a hug. “don’t. please,” you say softly, pulling yourself away from her. you leave bloodstains on the floor. her eyes hold inexplicable sorrow and remorse in them, as she nods haltingly, her heart breaking as she realises— you’re… afraid of her. later, she’ll bury her head into her pillow and sob her heart out but for now, she needs you to know to not be afraid of her. she loves you, you know that— and you need to know she’ll never violate the trust you put in her again.

• “mc… please. i’m so, so inexplicably sorry for what i’ve done to you. i promise it will never happen again.” her voice is soft, and she speaks to you as if you’re a wounded deer she’s found in the palace gardens, her voice breaking as she lets you see that she’s approaching you, her arms in front of her as she holds them out softly when she’s quite close to you.

• you look at her, meet her eyes with yours, and slowly settle into her embrace as she lets out a quiet sob of relief, burying her head in your hair. you pull away with a quiet gasp of pain when her hair meets your wound, and she cups your face (your good side) softly, stroking your cheek with her thumb as you close your eyes and she moves closer to you, giving you the time to pull away before her lips meet your forehead and she kisses you there gently before pressing one just above your cut and pulling you back to her, minding your cheek. you cry softly into her chest, and she does so into your hair. the two of you stay there until the blood starts to dry on your cheek and she stands, helping you up.

• “i’m taking you to the infirmary, dearest one.” “but… nadia.” you gesture to the state you’re in with a raised eyebrow. blood stains your collar and had dripped down your cheek in steady rivulets— and now your entire cheek is coated in blood. the cut itself is deep and thorough, splitting the skin so that the flesh beneath is easily visible, and the black, blue, and red flesh around your cut in the shape of nadia’s hand is enough that there is no room to doubt how your injury happened. “i’m your partner. there’s nobody else that would have done this— your entire court will know.” you look at her gently. “i can hide this.”

• and yet again, nadia’s heart is absolutely crushed. broken. shattered. “my heart, you should not have to hide what i have done. we’re going to the infirmary.”

• the entire way there, nadia weathers the stares and whispers with, for once, a bent head. you tighten your fingers around her hand— you know how important the favour of the court is. when you finally arrive, and you have to explain, haltingly, how you were injured, nadia gets a few looks of unbridled disgust as your injuries are treated. you squeeze her hand every now and again, and she looks at you gratefully. her eyes darken as you bite your lip roughly when the antiseptic meets it, your eyes watering as she strokes your hand, never taking her eyes away from you.

• afterwards, will absolutely doubt herself as a leader and a partner. no matter if you forgive her, no matter that the bruise fades and the wound heals, she’ll still always linger on your scar when she’s kissing your face, she’ll still murmur “i’m sorry, i’m so sorry, darling,” into your hair for months after.

• if anyone is so much as even vaguely disdainful towards you with respects to your scar, you’ll literally have to talk her down from having them thrown out/arrested. you forgive her, and she loves you with all of her— but when dark feelings surface now there’s absolutely nothing you can do that will even get a shadow of a rise out of her. is just calm and collected. never so much as raises her voice at you.

• will 100% look at you as you sleep and hate herself for harming you in any way.

hope you enjoyed the angst fest!! these were so long— but i’ll do the next four periodically:)

calling him by the wrong name prank

DILUC, KAEYA, XIAO, ZHONGLI, CHILDE — gn!reader

genre/warnings: fluff(?), a little jealousy, mentions of cheating (though it never actually happens), mild swearing in zhongli and childe’s.

notes: reblogs help me tons, pls n ty :3 ack and i apologize, kaeya’s is a bit shorter than i’d like

━━ diluc;

“hey, kaeya?”

diluc lifted his head and looked around the tavern for the cryo wielder. angel’s share wasn’t open yet, so he wasn’t really sure how kaeya had gotten in.

that is until diluc noticed you were looking at him and not at kaeya.

“come again, love?”

“oh! i meant diluc, sorry.” you said, even though there were only faint traces of sincerity. “anyway, do you think that we can-”

“y/n.”

diluc’s stare was cold and unfeeling. you supposed that he was never overly kind to anyone, but then again he looked a lot more intimidating now than he usually was. he never broke eye contact, and even when you slouched and looked down, his eyes bore into you.

“why did you call me that?”

when you looked back up at him, you found that his jaw was set and he was white-knuckling the cloth he used to clean glasses.

“diluc, it was just a prank,” you laughed. “kaeya did put me up to it though.”

“i’ll kill him.” diluc said, a soft smile reaching his lips. the tension in his shoulders visibly dissipated.

you just laughed at diluc, knowing that he was joking. he gave you a fond smile from across the counter, though you didn’t see it.

venti had walked in a few moments before diluc’s last comment, quiet in order to not interrupt the both of you. the door made a small sound as it closed, but other than that, the bard was quiet as he observed.

you knew a lot of things about diluc, probably more than most others he was close with, but yet there was still one thing you hadn’t noticed. one thing that seemingly everyone else had.

the way he looked at you whenever you weren’t looking at him was... well, venti could write thousands of limericks that could never describe the emotion held in the diluc’s eyes, paired with the seemingly unconscious smile on his lips.

venti supposes that a more diluted version of it would be “love”.

━━ kaeya;

“oh, diluc, i’ve been meaning to-”

kaeya didn’t miss a beat. just as quickly as his heart had sunk, he was speaking, “you know that i’m kaeya, right? your lover?”

you gave him a smile. it seemed innocent of course, as though you hadn’t just been the cause of the pain in his chest and the lump in his throat.

“yeah, thats-”

“your only lover, right?”

you frowned at that, and you began to regret saying it. studying his face, you found his eyebrows pinned in worry — or was it fear? — and glassy eyes.

“of course, kaeya. i was just kidding, actually it was diluc’s idea. you know that i would never do... that to you.”

he nodded and stepped towards you, then wrapped his arms around you. he held you close to his chest as he pressed a kiss to your head.

“i know. i love you.”

“i love you too, kaeya.”

“of course you do, dove. c’mon, let’s see if we can go home early tonight, how’s that?” kaeya said, smiling at you.

you smiled at him and nodded, taking his hand as you walked home.

━━ xiao;

“zhongli!” you cheered happily, making your way over to xiao. “i found... what?”

xiao normally looked tense whenever he wasn’t tucked away and hiding from humans, and sometimes even when it was just him he was on edge. but you swear you see his body freeze.

it reminded you of a dog raising it’s hackles, as though you could see xiao building his walls back up again.

you regretted your choice to play this prank on him. however, before you could explain yourself he was gone.

from the top of wangshu inn, xiao was replaying the short conversation in his mind. verr goldet had mentioned to him before about how protective he could be of you, though he couldn’t be sure if he was over reacting.

much worse thoughts were running through his mind, but tried to convince himself that it was just how much time you’d spent with zhongli lately... right? even then, could you really get your lover and your friend mixed up so easily?

you knew xiao. you knew where he would be. though tedious and painstakingly slow, you were climbing on the roof of wangshu inn.

until you weren’t.

“you’re going to get hurt like that. you’ll fall.” xiao said, his voice was stern but he wouldn’t make eye contact with you.

it took you a few moments to register that xiao was the reason you were now suddenly in the kitchen. no one was here to see him, and yet you could see how on edge he looked.

“i didn’t... it was supposed to be a prank, you know i’m not like that.” you said it as though you were testing your waters, a little unsure of yourself.

he swallowed thickly and cleared his throat. “then... you...” xiao always seemed confident when he spoke. he always used a tone that showed he was sure of himself. this time, however, he sounded lost. “are you sure?”

“of course i am, i promise. i love you, xiao.”

he narrowed his eyes as though he was trying to decipher something. “i... i love you too.”

━━ zhongli;

“oh, childe, do- I mean, zhongli, do you think i should get this?” you asked, holding some sort of elixir neither of you could identify.

childe and you had been spending more and more time with each other as of late due to something you were supposed to be investigating, but somehow you’d managed to befriend the harbinger.

and of course childe had given you the idea, telling you it would be funny to watch the archon get jealous.

you looked over to zhongli to see if he’d caught the mistake. his eyebrows knitted in confusion, but he didn’t say anything about it.

“uhm,” he cleared his throat and adverted his gaze to another curious item. “if you wish to. but don’t use it without knowing what it does, it might be a poison of some sort.”

you found that strange. a part of you wondered if he’d heard you, and another part of you wondered if he even cared... he did, right?

you got your answer later that night as you walked along the harbor. the sound of childe’s laughter filled your ears, followed by zhongli’s voice.

“this isn’t funny.” his voice was stern, frustrated even. “you expect me-”

“listen,” childe started, though it was clear from his tone that he was trying not to laugh. “i swear i don’t know what the hell you’re talking about.”

“there is no reason that you need to be around them so much. i thought you to be an honorable man, but-”

so that’s what he was talking about.

“zhongli?” you asked, and his face flushed whenever he turned to look at you. “love, thats not- it was just a joke that childe told me to pull. you know i would never hurt you like that.”

zhongli’s eyes turned back to childe, who was still trying his hardest to hold back laughter. and then he was walking over to you, interlacing his own fingers with yours, and leading you away.

“i know that, love,” zhongli said softly. “but still i worry. i apologize for that, i usually have a lot more rationale.”

“i’m the one that should be apologizing, i really didn’t know you’d think about it that much.”

he squeezed your hand lightly. “it’s alright. perhaps as a bit of payback you could stay with me tomorrow, hm? i’m sure childe can manage a single day without your help.”

━━ childe;

“zhongli! look, there’s a-”

“zhongli isn’t here, y/n.” childe said, eyeing you curiously. the way his body tensed and seemed to freeze caught your attention.

a more mature side of you knew you shouldn’t do this, but childe had begun playing tricks lately and after his most recent one you decided to get him back. he’s said your name though; pet names were almost the only thing he called you by, but he’d used your name, so you could tell he was getting bothered.

“yeah, i know. i said ‘childe’.” you responded.

he huffed and rolled his eyes away from you, growing agitated. he knew that he could trust you and he was fairly sure he could trust zhongli. then again, childe had always worried about his relationship with you — his job called for him to leave with almost no warning, and he never knew how long he’d be gone.

so of course he worried about you getting bored of that, of him, but he always brushed it off. it was unfounded... wasn’t it?

“i’m not dense. it’s not the first time you’ve said it, either. if... if you really don’t want...” fuck, was he really about to cry right now of all times? “i mean, you know i don’t wanna choose between my job and my partner, but maybe i can work something out with the other-”

“no, no,” you interrupted him, feeling your heart clench. “i was just kidding, baby. thought it was payback for your prank the other day, remember?”

he pouted almost dramatically, but you could see the tension release and his expression become more relaxed. childe pulled your close to his chest, burying his face into your neck.

“alright, but no more pranks. and i won’t either, promise... seriously though, i think if i talk to-”

“shut up.” you said, playfully hitting him. “if i do something like that just because you aren’t home, you shouldn’t be with me anyway.”

you felt him smile as he pressed a kiss to your neck. “i love you.”

“i love you too.”

Would you do that calling S/O by a different name prank? They are so cruel and should never be done to anyone in irl, but in fics they’re super cute!! Maybe with Zhongli, Tohma, Diluc? Or just one of them 💗💗

Hope this was the right place to ask, pretty new to tumblr and I saw you say to request in asks so 😅

calling him by the wrong name

zhongli, thoma, diluc x reader

word count: 1478

warnings/sidenotes: prank gone wrong, angst, insecurity, questioning, trust issues, slight story, ooc, overthinking, assumption, spoilers, pet names, comfort, lowercase intended and as always- these are never proofread.

a/n: i agree! this shouldn't be done to anyone, it can potentially create a foundation of distrust. it's very risky! ಥ‿ಥ i wonder how many couples have actually gone through pranks like this just for it to end just as fast they started to prank them..

lumine and hu tao told you about the latest couple prank going on, no one knows where it started from but said to stir up some reaction from their significant other, oh how dare you try it.

Zhongli

at the book store, with your significant other, your arms laced together, a book catches your attention and deciding to skim through its content to see if its to your liking, unhooking your arms from zhongli, you realize that you can't reach the book you were eyeing.

"childe can you please come help me reach this book?"

oh.

childe?

that's... not his name.

oh, maybe you're just tired, but he surely heard it right.

zhongli's very understandable that you and the harbinger are close, but... to the point of calling him childe? he trusts you very much but he can't help but feel concerned whether you truly thought you mistook him for childe, maybe it's the spur of your tongue or just tiredness.

"darling, you just called me childe, i see no signs of him anywhere near this store.." his eyebrows expresses worry as he once again glances around to solidify his statement.

"oh did i? i dont think so.. i called you by your name though."

"..im afraid i did hear it right, dearest." he sighs, not stepping further or near from where he was.

deciding that the tension was arising and questions in his head may begin to pop up, you decide to break the news to him.

you hug zhongli and look up at him, "im sorry, it was just a trending prank where you call your significant other by a different name and I shouldn't have taken it up, its a very dangerous prank too and i realize just how much im risking by pulling this off and i regret it, im so sorry again zhongli.."

"oh dear, you did scare me for a moment, my trust didn't waver but it was on the edge of questioning you if you had not decided to tell me that this was a prank" his arms wrap around you, looking down to you. he's just glad everything turned out to be a prank.

you still felt bad though, you realize he trust you so much and you'll have to make it up to him, you literally spoil him with affection and maybe even bought every book in his arm that probably cost 3 months worth of your salary but hey! nothing like his smile is just as priceless.

Thoma

in the komore teahouse, you stop by with your boyfriend thoma, after an afternoon filled with an adventurous date with him, deciding that you two will settle for a good dinner to end today's date was the way to go. you spot the teahouse's dog, taroumaru, looking mightily cute as ever.

you sigh, "why can't i take home taroumaru, JUST ONCE AYATO! i think im pretty good at taking care of animals dont you think?"

thoma walks behind you and into the back of taroumaru's reception desk.

he takes five seconds until hes back out again, this time, looking at you,

"babe, ayato's not here." he looks at you as if he's trying to piece all what's going on around him

"huh? yeah i know! why are you bringing him up?" you grab one of the menus from the desk,

"...no i meant, you called me ayato."

"no i didnt."

"yes you did! ask taroumaru!"

you look over to taroumaru, knowing how this was gonna go, accepting the cue to put a stop to this prank. "taroumaru, did i really?"

taroumaru barks in response.

"SEE??? so babe why did you call me ayato? didn't know you guys were that close for me to be mistook.."

"oh thoma." you approach him, letting your arms wrap your neck and telling him your apologies and the reason how this all started, the poor man was beginning to be anxious just from this prank.

he eventually returned the hug while he began to go on how reckless you were for pulling something off like that, he would never dare pull off anything to make you question your relationship, so taking back revenge was off the table, he loves you too much to even pull off something that can start an unwanted tension.

that night, it was filled with laughter, complaints about your prank, and lots of comfort you provided to reassure thoma that he's the only one you love and see this way.

Diluc

taking work off early, you come home to diluc who's as tired as you are, both busybodies of mondstat, you both couldn't wait to indulge in one another's arms.

"kaeya, did you see my bag with me when i came home? I can't remember if i took it home with me, left it or missing it."

ah.

uh-oh. you've strucked something.

diluc the ever untouchable uncrowned king of mondstat, was in awe of what just occured.

the name of another man leaving your mouth seemed to leave a bitter taste from his.

"love, i did see your bag with you so do not fret, but.. you called me kaeya. please do enlighten me."

diluc, who's been alone these years in regret of how things came to be, was at his state where questions popped in his mind, did that really just happened? so you mistook him? you really that close to kaeya? did he look alike kaeya somehow? what caused you to mistook him? was something going on? between the two of you? behind his back? and if so, since when? and why?

you were the only one who's made him feel love, the one who made him feel that he was not alone, the one who made him realize that it's okay not to be okay, the one who made him know that he's loved and cared for, though he knows he's overthinking right now, he couldn't help but jump to the conclusions of what's about to come or what has happened behind his back. fear. fear of losing you. fear of losing you, let alone to someone else he cares about too, his adoptive brother, kaeya.

diluc doesn't mean to overthink but the slightest incident can make him overthink and overanalyze this situation. realizing that this has gone too far though it has not shown, but his lack of attention towards you was the sign that you've gone far enough with this little prank of yours. you didn't need to see more, you knew diluc.

you frown to see him like this, you approach him, "apologies diluc, i indulged myself into a prank going around tevyat, and should have thought more about the consequences something like this would being, im an idiot for being curious like this when i know that i can't dare to put our relationship on the line with a prank as this. i truly apologize. i truly do. and i just want you to know, that i love you and no one else, that's all. im sorry once again. though sorry will not being back anything ive just pulled, i promise to continue showing to you just how i have eyes only for you and my heart to only love you and you only."

and with this, you see a tear falling from his right eye, he lets out a relieved sigh as he places his head on your shoulder, diluc shows his vulnerability to you and you only, the one he confides in, you wrap your arms around him to whisper comfort into his ears, no words from him were needed as you realize that a prank as "little" as this can be the wreckage no one would have thought at first glance.

the night was filled with cuddles, snuggling diluc, whispering sweet nothings as you both reconcile from this incident, continuing to keep watch over him till he gets his rest, kisses were made, words were said, tears were wiped but your hearts never stopped beating for each other. trust faltered for a second and any second longer would have turned out for the worst.

you were sure to note to write back to lumine and hu tao how this prank was dangerous and that you will not indulge into one of their pranks anytime sooner or ever, in fact. never once again will you put diluc's trust on the line again.

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sake !

staring problem

summary: you’ve taken a special interest in your partner’s horns. usually they wouldn’t have cared if you were looking, more focused on the task at hand. but they can’t take it anymore when you’re openly ogling at them!

masterlist

pairings (separate): gorou, ganyu, itto, and yanfei x reader

reader info: gender neutral pronouns (they/them), reader is not traveler

word count: 1,087 words

genre: romance, fluff

format: headcanons

warnings: slightly suggestive

a/n: broke all the horny (NOT IN THAT WAY) characters out for this one💖 this idea has been on my mind for the last two weeks now, and im pretty happy on how it turned out! that’s all i wanted to say, thanks for reading this💖 

staying on task and finishing the rest of his paperwork was difficult for gorou

especially when you were sitting next to him, not overtly staring at him 

he’s not crossed with you, at all. this is something you two do a lot, just without the staring and oogling

but the more you stare at him, the more he will get flustered

gorou paused and looked at you, finding it now unbearable to continue his paperwork when you stared so intently

he asks you if there’s something on his face, because there can’t be any other reason why you’re looking at him like that 

when you smile and just say you’re curious about his ears, gorou swears he’s going to die right there

gorou is brought back from the dead (luckily) when you ask to touch them

he shyly nods and looks down, giving you better access to touch his ears

they are incredibly soft. and fluffy. so fluffy. why the hell are they so fluffy?

gorou is shocked with your sudden fascination, but secretly doesn’t mind it

he tries to go back to work as you’re feeling his ears, but it’s at that moment that you decide to scratch them

he will just melt into your touch and forget about work

“Hm? Why’d you stop? Oh. Don’t worry about that, I can finish that later. Now, I believe you were in the middle of scratching right behind my ears.”

[ganyu, yanfei, and arataki itto below]

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Genshin headcanons:

Paimon is a mini coin bank. Sometimes she would take few mora out of chests and hide it in her mini pockets. In that way when they are a little short on mora, she can take some from her pocket and give it to the traveller

Diluc reminds the workers around the Dawn winery to frequently leave apples around in case the traveller swings by.

Amber always checks the missing posters to see if they are damaged by the rain so she can replace it with a new one. This includes those posters in hidden places such as the back of the knights headquarters and those above the windmills.

Being an adventurous chef, Xiangling frequently runs into the traveller in her travels. They would share meals before she goes back to Liyue and would leave some extra supplies for them to take.

Klee would sometimes purposefully escape her room so that Jean would be taken away from working too much. She gets tons of sweets from Lisa and Kaeya for that!

Zhongli would go share meals with Cloud Retainer and most of those times are spent talking about Xiao, Ganyu, and Shenhe.

Whenever they go around Watatsumi, Traveller would leave flowers on Teppei's house, on the spot where they last saw him.