THROWING IT BACK ON HIM. I’m Feeling ROMANTICAL 😈

A SPITTING IMAGE

Zhongli x Fem!Reader 3.1K words

Summary: It's inevitable that an archon baby would possess divine features, It still doesn't catch you any less off guard when they start to present themselves.

Content Warning: a baby lmao, mother reader, father Zhongli, reader from Sumeru, probably grammatical errors

| Zhia | pronounced 'Zheeyah' - I took a mix of a traditional arab name (Zia) and added a h to match Zhongli. I thought it was fitting considering I decided to make the reader from Sumeru :)

As beautiful as Sumeru was, the nights in Liyue were nothing short of remarkable, in you're own opinion. The usual Liyuan climate was divinely warm - an array of sun rays and a steady ocean breeze usually upheld the alluring city atmosphere - but as the sun set, the warm ocean breeze chilled over and left the city in a pleasurable state of tranquility.

Liyue was much different to your birthplace of Sumeru, and nights in Liyue by climate standards alone were enough to cause your appeal towards the city to prosper. But now the nightly routine of cuddling your baby Zhia while you waited for your husband to finish his evening shower was what truly made your nights in Liyue unforgettable.

The wind blew steadily through the open window, and the constant patter of the shower a door down had become white noise as Zhia lazily lay front ways against your chest, your own back pressed against the headboard of your bed frame.

This scene had become a persistant routine over the past couple of months since baby Zhia had been born. You'd usually spend most of your day at work, your daughter left in the care of Liyues youth (usually Chongyun, Xingqui and Xiangling when they were free) then ending your day an hour or so before Zhongli ended his own. And as you waited for your husband to finish his end of day shower, you sat stroking your daughter as she slowly temped herself to sleep after a long afternoon giggling about with the teens.

Tonight was no different, a soft hand stroking patterns against your daughters head, playing with the few inches worth of thick black hair - paired with golden amber tips. For having such a formidable and strong willed bloodline, she truly was such a well behaved, reserved baby.

She looked so peaceful, occupied with a pacifier, slowly blinking up at you as you ran a thumb up and down her head, coaxing her eyes slowly shut as you cooed at how adorable she looked.

All up until the small lump finally made contact with your fingers. The tiny - well, microscopic - rigid outline of what you could only describe as what felt like bone peaking through the hair on the right side of Zhia's head - similar to how a fresh tooth felt piercing through skin.

A soft yet sudden breath escaped the gap of your mouth, a slight "huh?" breaking past your lips as your fingers began rubbing around the general area in which you thought you felt the bump.

It took a second, your fingers grazing over nothing but soft hair until finally, a hard and sharp sensation grazed the pad of your thumb once again.

"Oh Zhia baby... what is that..." The words were soft as you positioned yourself higher against the headboard, eyebrows furrowing inwards as you pressed your finger into the unknown bump, inspecting it in the most inconspicuous way possible as to not startle the girl. Zhia was a calm baby, but still a baby no less, and panicking and causing a fuss over her would undoubtedly lead to an outburst of tears you were frankly way too exhausted to handle right now.

The sudden movement, though slight, was enough to have baby Zhia jolting out of her previously sluggish state, eyes peering wide awake as she glared up at her mother in wonder. The pacifier between her lips continued bobbing up and down as she reached a hand to clench her mothers top, and despite the fear you now held at the situation, you couldn't help but smile down at her and run the side of your index finger against her cheek.

Maybe you were bias as her mother, or maybe it had something to do with her literal divine genes, but Archons she was so perfect.

"Stop being so adorable and let me figure out what's going on here baby."

"What's going on here?"

The sudden display of the new voice in the room was enough to start you into a slight jump, Zhia letting out a weak whine at the shift in movement.

With the concern in your chest and your hand running circles over the lump in her hair, you hadn't noticed Zhongli coming out of the bathroom, ready to join his wife and daughter on the bed for their usual nightly cuddles together.

"Zhongli, you scared me." Your voice was notably quieter then usual, your statement not an exclamation of humor like usual, but instead a fact stated more to yourself then to anyone else in particular - you seemed distracted and concerned - and Zhongli took quick note of that.

"Is everything alright dear? You mentioned something being wrong."

Your eyes previously gaping intensely towards the top of Zhia's head now flicked up to look over at Zhongli, a quirk of your neck silently indicating for him to come closer.

"Baby, look." Your voice was slowly growing more panicked as the situation progressed, and as Zhongli finally placed himself on the bed besides you, you swiftly guided his hand over to the top of his daughters head, allowing his fingers to run over the small hard lump you'd recently noticed in the depths of her thick tufts of golden tipped hair.

"A... lump- it's- I don't- Oh god." He was quickly noticing how your tone was slowly descending into one of panic.

Zhongli was silent for a moment, his fingers continuing to rub circles, inspecting the object of your concern on your daughters head. His brows pulling inwards only pushing your cause for concern over the edge, a full blown panic beginning to bubble in your chest.

"Oh Archons, w-what is it?! Is it something bad? Do you think it's an early sign of some sort of illness...? O-Or a disease of some sort?! What if its not benign?! Should we take her to doctor Baizhu? Im taking her to doctor Baizhu! Do you reckon he'd come to us at this time of night? Like right now-"

"Darling!" His tone was stern, yet there was a hint of humor behind his sudden interruption. "I...-" His eyes suddenly softened significantly from the previous look of what you had interpreted as concern but really was just him focusing on the feeling of the bump on Zhias head. "I don't think you have any cause for concern." Finally, he let out an airy laugh.

"What do you...?"

"It's not a lump."

His confidence in his words was somewhat reassuring, especially as you considered the fact that your husband was over 6000 years old. He had seen a lot of things, observed many different illnesses and was very knowledgable. But your motherly concern was unwavering on the matter. Sure he was wise but can wise explain why your baby had a sharp lump poking out of her head?

"It's... not? B-but how can you be sure? I still think we should take her to Baizhu. Or maybe that mondstat healer can give her a look if he's too busy. Uh, what was her name again? Barbatos? Oh gods no thats the drunk archon... Barbara!"

In that moment, Zhongli had truly never seemed so amused by anyones fussing in his millenniums worth of life like he had in this moment. "No, no dear, unfortunately, I don't think any of those people could help with this one. Not any healer, not any scholar from Sumeru, certainly not that drunken bard." Zhongli rolled his eyes in apathy at the mention of his fellow yet imprudent archon.

"Then... what can we do?"

"Nothing."

There hadn't been a single thing that had ever left you at a loss for words like your husbands own in that moment. How could he be so... calm? Zhongli more then anyone else was so completely overprotective when It came to Zhia. The most minute scrape, the smallest topple, even the slightest of whines from her tiny little figure and Zhongli was making a fuss about how she needed to be more careful - about how someone needed to be hovering over her at all times when he couldn't because archons forbid anything happens to her…-

And yet here he was, eyes glimmering, with a humored tone to his voice over what quite possibly had been the scariest thing you've experienced with your child. You mean, when is a sharp lump on a babies head ever a thing worth not worrying about?

"Nothing?! Zhongli do you-"

"Nothing can be done about it because those people wouldn't have a clue as to what is occurring."

Your eyebrows furrowed as you clenched your daughter tighter to your chest, the conversation growing in volume starting to make her restless. "What and you would?" Your tone was obviously mocking and yet Zhongli's smile only widened.

"Yes."

At a complete loss for words now, you couldn't help but allow your eyes to widen completely, head now spinning - reeling - trying so desperately to connect the metaphorical dots here.

Zhongli finally chuckled once more. His hand still in Zhias hair which was previously observing the lump was now just stroking patterns over his daughters head. Zhia's response to this was a content coo as she finally took proper notice of her fathers presence, and suddenly Zhongli reached over to take the infant from your arms, wanting nothing more than to finally hold his daughter after a long day.

You complied with his movements, watching as he smiled down on her and cradled her small body against his chest, hand still intertwined in and stoking along her short dark strands of hair. Zhia took well to the embrace of her dad, an array of content noises filling the air as she desperately grabbed at the loose hair behind him, pulling and tugging in a way that had Zhongli chuckling.

"I would understand whats occurring because I've been through it."

His words were shocking and yet all you could do was lean forward to rub a hand against Zhias back and place the other on your husbands thigh. "What?"

"Well technically I don't exactly remember it too well, I was but a mere child myself when it happened but... Love, theres no need to worry. This isn't a lump nor an illness or a disease."

"...So what is it then?"

And finally, with a proud smile, Zhongli announced, "I guess her Archon genes are a little more dominant then we thought. They are her horns."

"They're-... They're her... She has...- Horns?!"

Zhongli really seemed to be quite amused by the situation, taking to the idea of his daughters new features quite well. Adoringly, he looked down upon his baby against his chest who was now glaring up at his own eyes, her head resting against his shoulder with a glassy, fatigued look. She was becoming sleepy he noticed. "To be quiet honest, I really didn't expect her to grow horns. Few immortal beings who take the form of humans possess horns. The Qilin do-"

"L-Like Ganyu and Yanfei?"

"-Precisely," He responded. "But its because they possess Adeptus genes. I thought maybe because she was an Archon and not an Adeptus she wouldn't possess such features but now thinking of it, I guess it was pretty presumptuous of me to think like that considering I too also have horns in my truer forms. It's only natural she'd take all my Archon features, even my ones not visible to the eye in human form."

Now, you had been told on occasion that you were quite a talkative person. And being married to a man who found himself maundering off on long and complex tangents meant you had become quite talented at responding to convoluted topics and contributing engaging input. And yet for the third time this evening, Zhongli had managed to stunt your articulation skills all together.

What in the world was he talking about? Horns? Divine features? This was certainly not a matter to be smiling about you had concluded. And yet he somehow had never looked so content.

This was undoubtedly a vexing situation. And he was smiling.

Zhia, up until this point had been quite subtle in regards to her Archon features. Sure her eye color was rather potent and there had perhaps been a few instances in which Zhia's excitement had gotten the best of her, just maybe causing the tips of her hair to start glowing a golden amber in and around the public streets of Liyue - one instance in particular being when she had gotten a little too joyful at the sight of a bird pecking at the pond in the plaza while Zhongli and yourself had been shopping at the general goods store, causing Zhongli to swiftly grab her from you and sprint towards the closed Funeral parlor for cover.

There had been instances but all together, Zhia looked and for the most part acted like a normal, human baby.

But horns?! Horns may as well have been a hand written sign that some supernatural phenomenon was occurring under your family roof. Neon flashing lights indicating that your household in particular wasn't entirely what they seemed.

"Zhongli, you don't see this as a problem?"

Zhongli's eyes flicked up and away from his daughters fluttering eyes, brows furrowing in ambivalence at your words.

"Why would this be a problem? She is what she is... Are you perhaps... not happy about this feature in particular?"

You quickly shook your head, squeezing your eyes shut with dismay. "No, no, of course thats not it. I know she's not human and im not put off by features that indicate who she is. It's just... Zhongli this is going to be very difficult to hide and people'll start asking questions. You see..."

"Oh." Finally, Zhonglis eyes dropped. "I hadn't thought about it like that. I guess- that is going to be quite an issue isn't it?"

A soft hum left your lips in response.

"Well, there are always methods of concealment. I've heard of a girl in Mondstat who covers her ears by blending the feature into her hair."

As the words left Zhonglis lips, your face fell in disbelief. "Really Zhongli?"

"What?"

"You don't see the problem with what you just said?"

"I don't-?"

"Youre aware of the way a girl hides her ears? She must do it real conspicuously cause obviously no ones figured her out, huh?" Your sarcastic tone was enough to have Zhongli's mouth twitching with a smile.

"I guess I hadn't thought about that either."

Finally you let out a sigh, allowing your head to fall back against the headboard once again, head turned to the side to stare at the now sleeping baby in Zhongli’s arms.

You loved your husband truly, and you loved your daughter even more. But Gods this was way too complicated for a mere mortal like yourself to have to think about. Curse the Archons and curse Zhongli's double life.

“You could always say you’re half Adepti or something.”

Was this man serious? You were from Sumeru. Who the hell was going to believe that?

"Or maybe I can convince everyone I had an affair with a god and she isn’t yours.”

Zhongli's eyes widened in despair as the indication of your words settled in, his arms subconsciously hugging his now sleeping daughter closer to his chest. In response Zhia whined and shifted in his grip before settling quietly with a hiccup.

Though he was aware you were clearly joking, even just the idea of Zhia not being his own was enough to make his stomach roll - the dismayed look he sent your way was something he couldn’t help displaying - a look which had you laughing humorously.

As your laughter settled, your eyes rolled away from Zhongli and landed back onto your baby, and your smile dropped as it quickly dawned on you that even if you actually wanted to do that, no one would believe you. The child was a spitting image of her father, from her amber tipped hair to her large golden eyes - people would believe HE was the one who’d had an affair and you were the non biological parent before anyone suspected he wasn’t her father - and everyone in liyue had seen you during your pregnancy.

Watching your clear change in facial expression, Zhongli read your thoughts like a divine contract and was soon the one chuckling at your own dismay. "It's okay darling she has your smile."

"No she doesn't. People just say that to make parents feel better about their shitty genes."

Zhongli laughed once again. "Don't feel bad love you were up against a God."

"Guess I really had no chance, huh? She was born to follow in your footsteps, I guess that starts with her features."

A comfortable silence soon fell over the room as you both contently watched the soft breaths of your daughters sleeping figure. Zhongli in particular looked absolutely captured by the image of his daughter against his shoulder, stroking a thumb over the skin of her cheek in adoration.

"So what are we going to do? About Zhia, I mean. Those horns don't exactly scream human."

"Maybe no one will question it."

You gave him an incredulous look. "Really?" You deadpanned. "I'm like 98 percent sure Childe already suspects you're not who you say you are. A supernatural baby is probably like written confirmation for him."

"Okay but Childe's barely in Liyue as it is, his suspicions aren't nearly as problematic to me, besides he saw me handing over a gnosis, I think we crossed that bridge long ago."

"Zhongli!"

He certainly wasn't taking this as seriously as he should have been. After all, it was his identity on the line, not your own. "Okay, okay," he chuckled. "Don't talk too loud you'll wake up Zhia."

"Out of all features! She couldn't have had like a birthmark or something? She had to have the one thing that comes out of her head."

Chuckling once again, Zhongli raised his unoccupied arm to pull your body into his chest. Once your head made contact with his body - yourself proceeding to wrap one arm around his waist and the other stroking against Zhias back - he finally leaned down to press a kiss against your forehead. "You worry too much. Besides, headwear fashion is quite popular now-a days."

Your face softened as a slight smile took place of the frown. "She'll be wearing beanies in the summer."

"Well maybe we can convince Hu Tao to give Zhia her hat. It's not like she'll say no, that child loves Zhia."

You giggled. "...Its not the most fashionable hat." Zhongli smiled.

"Perhaps." He mused. "Or perhaps she could just... not cover them."

"But, Zhongli, baby- what about your-"

"Its alright darling, I'd rather my daughter be comfortable then keep my identity a secret. I wouldn't necessarily have to reveal everything. Maybe just enough to keep people off our backs."

Finally allowing the conversation to fizzle, Zhongli settled his back against the head board, holding his wife and daughter close in his arms with a content sigh. He couldn't ask for more; A wife who cares and a daughter who resembled himself to a tee.

Sending one final glance down to his daughter, cooing at how peaceful the baby girl looked sleeping in his arms, he spoke, "And Its really not as if people aren't suspicious, I mean- her hair was glowing at second life grocer and I ran her to the funeral parlor, everyone definitely saw."

“Oh god, Zhongli-!”

just some dabi fluff for a friend<3

WARNINGS: fluff - gn!reader - 300 words

Dabi opened the door to your shared bedroom quietly. It was late at night and he had just came back from a mission, not wanting to wake you up, knowing you would probably be asleep by now.

What he didn’t know was that you were wide awake, unable to fall asleep until he walked into the bedroom and saw you in his hoodie with a blanket wrapped around you lazily.

“Hey, why are you up?” He asked in a soft tone and you just shrugged a bit. “I’m just up-” You mumbled, looking at him as he sat down next to you, leaning against him almost immediately.

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— where they like to be kissed. ( bnha )

genre : fluff, gn! reader warnings : none ft : bakugo, kirishima deku, shoto a/n : i want some choco milk

✧ BAKUGO KATSUKI. ⤷ i personally think that he’s more fond of hugs (but don’t tell him that you know he likes it) because he likes the warmth it gives him when you're in his arms. (but let's be honest here, are you really going to deny a hug inside those big, beefy arms?) and if he had a favorite kiss, i’d say it's those quick kisses on the lips. it’s like a quick reassurance, ‘i love you, and i always will’. just imagine waking up in the morning, going down to the kitchen, and kissing him good morning while he makes his usual coffee. then he sleepily makes his way over to you, dragging his feet in his (all might) fluffy house slippers, hugging you and kissing the crook of your neck, which he nuzzles into, after. ‘mm, good morning.’

✧ KIRISHIMA EIJIRO. ⤷ face kisses. wait, hear me out !! he likes to pepper your whole face with kisses and just, MWAH MWAH MWAH MWAH !!! because he's pure like that <3 sometimes, after training (when he’s all sweaty) he's going to forget that he is sweaty, so he’s going to run and tackle you into a big, giant hug, and litter your face with kisses. you have to remind him and he will back off, for a while. he’s going to hold your hand or put his arm around your shoulder on the way back, and when you’re at home, he greets you with a GIIIIIIANT HUG and HUGE TON of kisses. p.s. do not underestimate his love !!! he will most definitely do everything he can to show you how much he loves you <3

✧ MIDORIYA IZUKU. ⤷ on the cheek !! we all know deku is Shy Boi™, so i feel like the level of intimacy in your relationship started from hand holding, to hugs, then cheek kisses, then on the lips. but i’d say that kisses on the cheek are his fave ones. when you see each other, as a casual greeting, and as an expression of love. at first, he was very, very shy (and hesitant) about giving them, but he absolutely loves getting them from you (even tho he was very flustered and red at first) !! by now, it's a common thing for the both of you, he’s used to it. but oh, dear, will it never grow old.

✧ TODOROKI SHOTO. ⤷ i say forehead kisses. someone kiss his scar and tell him that you're here, with him, loving him :(( i think shoto likes to be hugged (by you, duh), because you're the one place where he doesn’t have to be this stoic, cold, popular guy who always puts up a front. you’re one of the few people with who he can just, naturally calm down and relax. and he likes your forehead kisses too, it’s reminiscent of a mother’s love, of a safe space where you are protected.

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SOMEONE MAKES YOU UNCOMFORTABLE

♡ hawks, aizawa, bakugo, dabi

— contains. f!reader, angy bnha men, use of dabi’s real name, non-explicit/mentions of: harassment, alcohol, slight possessiveness

𝐇𝐀𝐖𝐊𝐒 ♡

“She’s not interested, pal,” he says as he snakes an arm around your waist from behind you. He left you for one minute to get drinks and all of a sudden, a random half-drunk guy came up to you, chatting you up despite your obvious protests, seemingly unaware of who you came here with. Keigo takes the seat next to you and says nothing more to the guy but as the guy protests, Keigo was quick to cut him off, irritation noticeable in his tone and expression, “fuck are you still here for?” Immediately, the guy recognizes who he’s dealing with. Panic and apologetic replaces his previously cocky expression as he cusses before excusing himself. Keigo turns back to you, pulling you closer to him as he soothes your arm. “You okay, pretty bird?”

𝐀𝐈𝐙𝐀𝐖𝐀 ♡

“___, you good?” A familiar voice speaks from behind you, the source of the voice putting a hand on the small of your back, suddenly you aren’t afraid of the guys who have been pestering you for the last couple of minutes, asking you your name, your number, if you’re waiting for someone, the list goes on. Shouta directed the question at you but his eyes were glued to the men who suddenly felt threatened under his gaze. He arrived late for your date, his fault. His voice is calm but you can tell by his gaze and the shift in his breathing pattern, he’s furious, only holding himself back because he doesn’t wanna do anything that could potentially hurt you in the process. After giving him your answer, he clenches his jaw as you take your leave, but not before he stops to give them a last warning. “Don’t show your faces here again”

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Request: au where the reader loses an eye and has to wear an eyepatch like kaeya, fischl and beidou. just them vibing with em all while everyone is worried about how you lost an eye??

Characters: Beidou, Kaeya, Fischl

warnings: mention of injury, soft yandere, sagau

Notes: my brain is fried, im also so sorry for talking so long to respond!

Fischl is the one most excited about it, because now, she has someone who shares the same fashion aesthetic as her. For so long, she’s been outcasted for the way she dresses and the way she behaves and now, her creator looks like her. To say she feels happy is an understatement. She feels a bit closer to you knowing that you both have something in common and you can often see her standing around you wanting to make conversation. To be with you when she gets the chance and if you choose to spend more time with her, she’ll be more than happy to oblige.

Kaeya is the most smug about this. He doesn't need to know why you wear an eyepatch because seeing his brother get pissed off is way more amusing than knowing what happened. Of course, if you choose to tell him what happened, he’s more than willing to listen. You’ll never see him say it out loud, but it’s obvious with the way he’s standing beside you most of the time and being right next to you that he’s subtly mocking the others.

Beidou isn’t smug about it, but she does find it a little enjoyable to see Ningguang staring at her when she sits beside you or when you talk to her about new eyepatches. She’s most willing to find other types of eye patches you like, be it with the finest cloth or something really simple. Each time she comes back from a voyage, she has a new one for you.

Everyone else is concerned about you. Why do you have an eyepatch? Did someone hurt you? Was it an accident? The Archons are the ones most actively trying to find out what happened but they can’t do much when you’re having the time of your life with the other three.

GENSHIN BOYS AS YOUR HIGH SCHOOL LOVE TROPES (+ their confessions)

parings: xiao, kaeya, childe, venti, zhongli, scaramouche, diluc (separate) x gn! reader

cw: fluff, slight suggestive

[💌] — CHILDE.

"Bad boy, good girl"

Everyone questions why you two are together like,, you two are literally the opposite of each other, for example: you're nice, quiet, decently smart, and pay attention in class.

And ajax is... The complete opposite.

But besides the point you two are the cutest.

Ajax gets into fights a lot and is INTIMIDATING, but right when you come to pull his ass out of it... is this the same person..?!?!?

Man's will see you and have literal PUPPY DOG EYES LIKE

"y/nnnnn!!!! I missed u sm 🥰🥰🥰🥰"

"Get off of me, Ajax. Please you're suffocating me!"

Like who is this man. 🙁

then he'll get a gloomy cause u didn't hug him back

Dw u give him lots of scolding and hugs later 🙄🙄

he confessed to u in alley way while u were hiding from cops bc Ajax decided to punch someone in the face and thought he was going to get arrested so he just said it then and there, what a funny sight to see 😭

"So before I get arrested, I just wanted to say I'm in love with you. ♡"

"Ajax wha-"

[💌] — ZHONGLI.

"clueless love"

literally everyone at school thinks u guys are dating....

YOU TWO LITERALLY HOLD HANDS IN THE HALL WAY LIKE SOME MIDDLE SCHOOL COUPLE BUT MAKE IT LESS CRINGE

Everyone hates you guys for being so clueless of each other like IT'S SO PAINFULLY OBVIOUS THAT YOU GUYS LIKE EACH OTHER...

Zhongli literally kisses you on the hand before you guys part ways and says it's pLaToNiC.. who kisses their friends hands 😕

zhongli finds out you like him from your friends, they were done waiting for u guys to confess so.. u just earned urself a new bf congrats 😇😇🤟

he saw you in the hallway alone and hugged you from behind

"A little birdy told me you had a crush on me dear, would you like to confirm that for me? ♡"

[💌] — KAEYA.

"friends with benefits"

HORNKNEE....... ALL I GOTTA SAY.

You two are both the flirty type so I mean get it ig 🙁🙁🙁

(You guys don't do the dirty dw u guys are like 17 chill out 😨)

he puts his hand on the inner part of ur thigh to tease you, but you do the same and it makes him flustered

he literally pulled you into a empty classroom just to make out with u like huh... Lovebug why aren't we dating 🙁🙁🙁 ‼️

You both told yourselves that you weren't gonna catch feelings for each other but ya did u idiots.

He really loved the way you snap back at him in his flirty remarks with yours.

He told you he was in love with you when u guys both got locked into a locker 😈😈

"Y/n, honestly I cannot stress this enough I'm actually inlove with you. ♡"

[💌] — XIAO.

"overly shy lovers"

u two, would be a absolutely adorable couple.

Xiao is very uptight and quiet like "don't fucking talk to me." type of shy and introverted, man's has barely any courage tho 🙁

then theres u, ur very timid and introverted too, like you get nervous when the teacher calls on you in class and EVERYONE LOOKS AT U LIKE FUCK OF-

anyways, you a Xiao became very good friends during a project when you two had the same tastes as each other.

After a while you two developed a crush on each other.

But it took SO LONG (zhongli pt 2) FOR U TWO TO CONFESS.

but he's the one who confessed because there was 0.5% of you confessing bc u over think to much like 🙁🙁 (I over think two ok shut up)

He confessed at his house when you were staying over

"I- uh.. I have this really big crush on you and i- uhm don't know if I can keep it in any longer..♡"

[💌] — DILUC.

"childhood friends to lovers"

DILOOOC DILUCC-

you two met at a playground when you guys were 8-9 ever since then u guys were BESTIESSSS 🤟🤟

Diluc would be the popular rich child in school so everyone would listen to him and he would protect you from boolies.

He also found out you liked him in 8th grade when he over heard you and a classmate talk about crushes and shit, He didn't know if he liked anyone in 8th grade so that's why he never confronted u

But turns out he did when you guys hit 11th when he saw you sticking up for him because some guys were up his sleeve.

After a week he decided he wanted to confess to you at a park.

"Y/n, ever since I've met you, you were always so kind to me and others. I guess that's why I fell in love with you ♡"

[💌] — VENTI.

"Friends to lovers"

Venti... Oh venti...

He met you in the beginning of freshman year when you two got lost and decided to suffer together.

He was so goofy and was able to put a smile on your face.

He literally sent you a video of himself pouring pudding on his head and saying "mmm I do love me some pudding." anything for you to be happy.

You were his only friend besides his junior friend named zhongli but that was it.

So it was his mission to make you stay.

But he didn't know it was his mission to fall in love with you.

When you were about to graduate high school he decided to tell you how he feels.

"Y/N! EVER SINCE I FIRST MET YOU I'VE BEEN IN LOVE PLEASE ACCEPT MY WHOLE HEARTED CONFESSION!! ♡"

[💌] — SCARAMOUCHE.

"I hate everyone but you."

At first he didn't like you, why?? Because he hates everyone 🥸

Many girls liked him for his looks and he hated it.

But you were a different case. You honestly didn't know who he was until you got partnered up with him on a project.

He wouldn't agree to work, until he saw you start doing the work all by yourself, he felt bad so he just groaned a said "fine, fine. I help."

Ever since then you guys became "friends" well, i can't say friends but to the point he tolerates you.

He found out he liked you when you two took the train back home together and you fell asleep on his shoulder

Oooooooh scara 🥸🥸🦶

He declined his feelings for longest time bc his pride wouldn't let him admit his feelings.

But he realized you could slip away at any moment, so he told you.

"You're different to me. Different from my point of view. Don't take this too seriously but I like you, you idiot. ♡"

JUST KISS ALREADY

childe × gn!reader, fluff, drabbles, no warnings, childe is a bit of an idiot ( but a lovable one )

“hey, hey, y/n!” someone you instantly recognize as childe calls. you turn, and he's panting slightly, flushed but a blazing smile on his face. he's being followed by some off his friends, they try to be discreet but you already recognize the striking purple of scaramouche and some others.

“what's up?” you ask, amused.

he smirks coyly. “you know the next week's term break?”

you nod, a growing grin on your face though you're rather unsure on what he's up to now.

“so,” he declares with an air of feigned importance. then he freezes. “ah shit, what was the next line?”

you snort, and he blinks, a flush blooming on his cheeks and ears. “wait, it was... i, wait no-”

you cross your arms, glaring at him with an impatient raised eyebrow. this caused him to panic even further, and his speech was reduced to incoherent stuttering. the more he stumbled the more he panicked, and the more he panicked the more he blabbered and now he resembled a ginger tomato.

taking pity on him, you dropped the glare and adopted a more playful demeanor. “well?” you snark, “you're using a whole lotta words to say a whole lotta nothing.”

he turns bright red instantly, shutting up.

“oi! screw the script!” scaramouche yells all the way from the wall he was hiding behind to stalk the both of you, “hurry up and kiss already! it's burning over here.”

you both look at each other, and he shrugs, quirking a lopsided grin.

“okay, why not?”

Spider-Man!Atsumu who has a crush on the neighbor across the hall — you. He tries to keep you at arm’s length at first, tries to keep you as just a friend and nothing more; his late-night, anonymous superhero gig doesn’t afford him the luxury of functional relationships. But one too many evenings spent watching you smile and listening to you talk leaves affection swirling in his chest instead. Great, he thinks. Just great.

Spider-Man!Atsumu who doesn’t realize he’s collapsing onto the floor of your apartment until he’s already hunched against the wall, mask halfway off and exposing his mouth. His breath is labored, ribs screaming in pain, but the sound of a shocked gasp draws his eyes up to meet yours. Oh shit.

Spider-Man!Atsumu who doesn’t know you’ve been just as enamored with him as he’s been with you, who doesn’t know that you’ve spent all this time memorizing the sound of his voice and the curve of his cupid’s bow. You’d know that teasing smile anywhere, so before he can tug the mask down and explain the situation away with all the charm he can muster, you’re letting out a breathless, questioning call of his name. He deflates at the sound of your voice, yanking his mask off to reveal cuts and bruises littering his skin. You all but drag him off to the bathroom then, insisting that you can finally put your first aid kit to good use.

Spider-Man!Atsumu who allows himself to relax, to sink onto the lip of your tub, and be taken care of. He decides, with your fingers delicately dabbing hydrogen peroxide into his skin, that maybe his inner circle could stand to open just a little bit; that maybe he could make room for you in his secret world.

levi’s always been quiet around your friend group. it’s not because he’s shy, or because he doesn’t like any of you (though to the untrained eye it may appear as such) - rather, he doesn’t really have all that much to say. someone so perfectly content with observing the crowd, gathering bits and pieces of information no matter how mundane it appears to be.

he knows more about you all than he’ll let on.

when you first joined the group, his stoic nature was something you figured stemmed from lack of interest or merely dislike. rarely did he engage in conversation or acknowledge your existence with much more than a short ‘hi’.

it really wasn’t until recently that you were proven wrong.

the six of you were all packed together in your friend’s dorm, savoring a night off from school and work and whatever else took up a good portion of free time. conversations were casual, talks of how shitty the week was or a bitch of a professor who apparently can’t grade papers filling the room. you, excited to finally interject about how much you loved your new english literature class, waited patiently for your friends to finish before speaking up.

“you guys, i’ve been-”

you’re cut off by the person diagonally from you loudly complaining about their job.

don’t give up; try again.

“i haven’t told you all about my new class i’m loving-”

“stop talking for a second so i can hear this.”

your friend’s words poke holes in your chest. still, you don’t want to quit now. they’ve had their chance to speak.

“can i just-”

“oh my god, no one cares.”

the comment was of course, a joke. you should know that, right? everyone’s laughing. it has to be. yet despite the teasing nature, as the group moves on to the next topic you can’t help but wish for the couch to swallow you whole. intrusive thoughts begin to plague your mind as the world around you becomes mere background noise.

you make everything about you.

stop overpowering the conversations. clearly no one cares.

don’t take this so seriously. have a sense of humor for once.

the words bite at your heart and you do your best to ignore them, to be a good friend and listen to whatever the hell is going on. just as you’re about to reel yourself back in, you feel something.

a tap on your shoulder.

your head whips to your left, where levi himself is sat on the couch at your side. in all the chaos you honestly forgot he was even here. not that he makes much of an effort to speak in the first place.

a small (dare you say friendly?) smile plays at the corner of his mouth.

“tell me about your class. i want to know more.”

steel eyes don’t stray from yours. it’s a moment of pure shock before you recover enough to talk. he’s never shown interest before - not many people have, if you’re honest with yourself.

a beat, and your chest burns with gratitude.

happiness.

without further ado you launch into full detail, stopping every so often only for levi to urge you on as he absorbs every word. you can’t help but grin as you speak, answering any and all questions he asks.

you’re surprised at how wrong your judgement of him was - yet you can’t say you’re all that disappointed.

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based on my real life friend scenarios and i can only wish i had a levi to help me out so i give you this messy and terribly written product of my daydreams.

𝐈𝐍𝐓𝐈𝐌𝐀𝐓𝐄 𝐌𝐎𝐌𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐒 𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐇 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐉𝐉𝐊 𝐁𝐎𝐘𝐒

characters: Fushiguro Megumi, Itadori Yuji, Gojo Satoru, Kento Nanami, Toji Fushiguro.

warnings: fluff, comforting, age gap for Toji's part (the reader is 27, Toji is 40ish), for Nanami's part, the reader is 25, overall SFW, aged up characters.

A/N#1: I tried showing a softer side of Toji, I hope you all like it :)

MASTERLIST

#1. MEGUMI FUSHIGURO

He had you pinned against the wall in the hall, his forehead resting on top of yours while both of his arms rested on either side of you.

His hair was stuck to his forehead, droplets of water dripping down his neck and face, his breathing deep and fast after he had just run through the pouring rain with you in his arms.

"That was fun" you giggled quietly and wrapped your arms around his neck, bringing his body a bit closer to yours, just enough to feel the cold air from the rain on your heated skin.

Both of your clothes were soaking wet and sticking to your skin, hair messy and dripping water, bodies flushed together.

"We're soaking" he muttered annoyed with a roll of his eyes, shaking his head before smooching your cheek.

"I don't see what's so bad about that" you grinned and tiptoed to press your lips against his, which immediately got a reaction out of him.

Megumi was always fast to respond to your touch, and this time was no different. He grabbed your hips and pushed his body against yours, his mouth covering yours in a heated kiss that had you melting between him and the wall.

He didn't waste no moment before burying his head in your neck and covering it in kisses and leaving small love bites, making your head fall back and rest on the wall.

A couple of minutes later, you were a whining mess in his arms while he began unbuttoning your shirt, mouth hot on your clavicle.

While you were blissed out of your mind, eyes closed and mouth wide opened during a moan, his large palm quickly covered your mouth, making you snap out of the trance to give him a dumbfounded look.

"Someone's coming this way" he whispered, and you immediately heard the rushed footsteps of a group of people heading your way.

Grabbing your wrists, he dragged you in a dark part of the poorly illuminated hallway, his hand still covering your mouth while you started giggling like mad.

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#2. YUJI ITADORI

It was maybe at the beginning of your relationship when you started showing PDA in front of the other students.

He barely arrived in Tokyo for the school transfer, and Satoru Gojo was taking all the first years out on sightseeing in pretty places of the city. Since he wanted to spend more time with you, Yuji begged and whined at Gojo to bring you along with them, even tho you saw the city many times before.

After taking a while to find matching outfits (it was Yuji's idea), the two of you and the group started walking around the town, visiting places and buying mostly useless stuff.

It was late at night when you were finished screaming your lungs off at karaoke, and Satoru took you to the last stop of your trip. The Tokyo Skytree, one of the best spots to admire the Tokyo skyline.

All of you were hanging out at the cafe at the top of the building, which was strangely almost empty, despite the begging of the tourism season.

Gojo was chatting loudly with Nobara, while Megumi rested in a corner, looking at something on his phone, his divine dogs lazying around on the floor at his feet.

Yuji laughed loudly when Nobara threw a pillow he couldn't dodge at Gojo's head, making him gasp dramatically. When his eyes met yours, his smile softened and he had that bright glow he had every time he looked at you.

Throwing a glance back at the group, he silently stood up and grabbed your hand, making a shushing motion as he made you follow him on the balcony. Smiling, you toddled after him to the balcony and sat down next to him on the small, fluffy couch.

He spread his arms widely and shyly wrapped them around you, blushing slightly when you rested your head on his shoulder. Everything felt surreal, being at the top of the skyscraper felt like you were standing on the clouds, the sun was setting slowly, sinking itself behind the tall buildings that scattered around the city... having your lovely boyfriend hugging you...

"I hope you like how the day went" he whispered and kissed your hand, looking at you with hopeful eyes.

"It was really nice. I had fun, and your classmates are really nice" you nodded and blushed a little when he grabbed your legs and put them on his lap so you could be more comfortable.

"I'm happy you did, and I'm happy we got to spend some more time together" he smiled widely and leaned in while cupping your cheek, giving you a sweet, slow kiss, making your eyes flutter closed and wrap your arms around his neck.

"GET A ROOM!" you heard the others shouting, which made the both of you break the kiss and laugh loudly.

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#3. GOJO SATORU

It really happened. You didn't think it would ever will, but Gojo Satoru has caught a cold. A bad one, complete with stomach bugs, fever, and sneezing, coughing, all that thang.

You sighed deeply as you walked into his room, a bag with medicine, food, and ice in your hand, your purse hanging loosely on your shoulder.

"Gojo?"

*weak, fake cough* "You're here", he said from where he was laid on his bed, face red from the fever, his whole body covered in sweat. He was almost naked, save from his pyjama shorts, and his mask was long forgotten on the floor, thrown in a corner that was cluttered with some clothes.

"How are you feeling?" you put the bag and your purse down, taking your coat off and throwing it on the armchair.

"Like I'm dying" he whined and turned around so he would lay on his back, watching you with a meek expression on his face.

It's not like he was faking it, but he LOVED getting attention from you. He loved having you take care of him and baby him, loved when you took some of your time to just be there for him.

Yeah, he's a whore for your attention, but can you blame him when he's in love?

"It's just a cold, Gojo, it won't kill you" you rolled your eyes playfully and walked closer to him, placing your hand on his forehead to check his temperature.

His skin was burning hot, your hand wet from touching his sweated forehead, "Gee, you weren't kidding" you gasped. His temperature might have been about 40 degrees Celsius, a bit higher and you'd have to call an ambulance.

A small smile graced your lips when he grabbed your hand and intertwined your fingers with his slender ones, kissing the inside of your wrist, keeping your cold hand on his cheek, "Do you have to leave soon?" he asked, his eyes boring into your soul deeply, his expression serious.

"I'll just stay here and take care of you"

....

About an hour later, he was laying his head on your thighs, watching the TV through half-closed eyes, his arms wrapped around your waist. You knew that it wasn't often when he got sick, so he was kind of scared to be alone during that time; which resulted in him being clingy till the very end.

His fever had subsided, and the medication seemed to have settled his stomach bugs as well.

While you were running your fingers through his hair, watching the animated movie in silence, you felt his lips plant a soft kiss on the apex of your thigh, his hair tickling your skin, "Thanks for being here" he mumbled quietly before his eyes fluttered closed, and he fell into a deep sleep.

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#4. NANAMI KENTO

It was an early Saturday morning, the sky was painted into the warm yellow color of the sun rising through the puffy, white clouds as you peered from under your lashes through the window. Lazily stretching your arms, you turned around to look beside you, only to see that your boyfriend was already up and out of the bed. With a small pout on your lips, you stood up groogily and walked to the kitchen to grab a cup of coffee.

As you poured the brown liquid in your cup and popped a strawberry in your mouth, you noticed Nanami from the corner of your eyes. He was leaning over the railing in the balcony, silentky gazing at the sky. He looked so peaceul and so beautiful, the warm light of the sun bathing his skin in golden highlights, his hair messy on his head as he stood there shirtless, the rising sun in the background making him look like a Greek God.

After sneakily taking a picture of him, you put the phone down and walked on the balcony to join him, wrapping your arms around his middle and resting your chin on his shoulder, planting a small kiss there.

"Good morning princess" his rough voice greeted you quietly as he covered your hands withn his much larger ones, interwining your fingers with his.

"Why are you up so early? It's Saturday"

"I don't know" he all but shurgged and let you hold him for a while, both of you enjoying the sight of the eerily empty Tokyo streets, before the city woke to life and the bustling began.

Slowly turning around, he wrapped his arms around your waist and let you lay on his chest, kissing the top of your head fondly before running his fingers through your hair to tame the morning mess it was.

"Wanna go lay down for a bit more?" Nanami hummed in your ear as he nuzzled in your neck, warm palms running up and down your sides.

"Uh-huh"

And with that, he scooped you in his arms and carried you to the bed to continue cuddling.

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#5. TOJI FUSHIGURO

Everyone knew that Toji Fushiguro was a tough man, with a hard to crack shell and a cold heart, all due to the lack of affection in his life.

Men and women of all sizes trembled at the mere sight of him, he was intimidating and he could be extremely cruel at times. But not to you.

You, being your sweet self, were able to break through his hard shell and see exactly who he was. A man that was deprived of affection, filled with trust issues and deeply rooted trauma. A man that barely let his guard down around anyone.

And due to all that trauma, it was natural that he had nightmares.

You woke up in the middle of the night to the missing warmth of your boyfriend, the spot he usually occupied was cold and empty.

Rubbing your eyes, you sat up and looked around the dark bedroom, only to see him sitting in an armchair at the foot of the bed, gazing out the window. The streetlights illuminated his face in golden and red specks of lights that highlighted his green eyes; one of his hands resting behind his head, while the other one held an almost empty bottle of booze, slung over the arm of the chair.

Your sleep fogged brain managed to grasp the fact that he had woken up after yet another nightmare that plagued him, and your face immediately softened, feeling pity for the man.

The Zen'ins had a major effect on him and his morals, and to say that he despised them completely was too shallow to describe the utter, raw hate he felt for them.

"Toji? You okay?" you knew it was a dank question, but that was all you needed to ask to know what was up. You learned to see through his facade and break through the silence to find out exactly what was up.

He merely shrugged at your question, a blank expression on his face as he kept staring out the window like it was the most interesting thing in the world at the moment.

A soft sigh escaped past your lips and you stood up slowly to toddle over to where he was, sitting on his lap facing him, your arms wrapping around his neck in a warm, reassuring hug.

Immediately, the bottle fell out of his hand, the contents spilling on the floor while he wrapped his arms around your middle and held you close to his warm chest, sighing deeply while burrowing his face in your neck.

"I'm sorry you had to live through that" you mumbled quietly as you began stroking his back in an attempt to comfort him.

"'S not your fault, Y/N"

"I know. But no one deserves that. And I don't like seeing you like this"

He stared at you for a bit before kissing your hand, placing it above his heart afterward, "You're too kind for me, darling"

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A/N #2: I hope you all liked this! Comment a random emoji on my masterlist to be addes to my taglist <3