What Is The Point Of Lukewarm Love?

hi(gh school) ! i love you !

genshin characters as high school crushes you’d have

various! genshin impact x reader. (albedo, childe, diluc, ganyu, jean, itto, kaeya, kazuha, keqing, scaramouche, zhongli, xiao.) - 3015 words.

synopsis: what type of high school crush would genshin characters be like to you, a hopeless romantic? will it be tragic, or straight out of a romance novel?

notes: modern! AU. long headcanons. british english used. unedited. not proofread. lowercase. some cliche romance tropes used. gn!reader. arranged in alphabetical order (but zhongli & xiao’s order is messed up bcz i don’t know my abcs… oops).

a/n: i got so, so, SOOOO carried away LMFAOOO i hope people enjoy these, i’m pretty proud of them :) tell me which one is your favourite!

ur so seggsy when u reblog aha <3

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albedo

   • the school’s famous, attractive scientist. he’d often be seen slaving away within one of the spare lab rooms, doing weird experiments with his friend, sucrose. they never separated from each other, and since he seemed like the type to dislike social interactions, you never dared to approach him.

   • though, one fateful day, you two met outside of school. at a daycare. you were trying to make your way to a café a friend had suggested, but with your lack of directional skills you failed miserably.

   • he noticed you, surprisingly. you were so confused because?? THE albedo actually knew your name??

   • albedo sheepishly explained that he was here to pick up his little sister, klee, and questioned why you were there as well. how were you going to explain to him about your embarrassing failure?

   • you were forced to fess up when you saw the face of his adorable little sister, and she mentioned the name of the café you were planning to head to. albedo invites you to come with them – he absolutely loves the parfaits from there - and the rest is history :)

   • nowadays, albedo invites you over to his to babysit klee (which results in sleepovers… the lil girl loves you).   

   • while your crush on him is over now, you fail to notice the stare he gives you whenever he’s making hot chocolate. it might just be enough for your feelings to reignite all over again.

childe

   • the notorious bad boy of the school. he was known for goofing around in class a bit too much, and hanging out with the wrong crew after school. you knew better than to interact with the likes of him, and yet, you two got along so well?? you were literally best friends??

   • this caused rumors to stir about you. about how you were secretly part of a gang, how you mentioned to a classmate that you would smash all the classroom windows with a bat.

   • you were drowning in embarrassment. you hid away from absolutely everyone, including all your friends that you’ve made throughout the year, in fear that they too would get the harsh treatment of others.

   • though, while you were sneaking out of an empty classroom to head to your next period, you saw childe beating up a group of boys - a handful of girls looking in fear.

   • you were quick to drag him away and berate childe for his behaviour, tearing up as you bandaged his battered knuckles. you asked him why he did all this, because he was undoubtedly going to get expelled, but he wouldn’t fess up.

   • you later found out that he went through that crazy stunt to come to your defence. that those people you saw behind the school with him one day were the one who caused the rumors.

   • now, you attend the same university and you’re like his personal babysitter. you made a promise to teucer and his other siblings that you would work hard to make childe change his ways.

diluc

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The fact that i take a nap randomly make this funny

can i pls request zhongli, kaeya, childe and diluc with a s/o who can fall asleep anywhere at anytime? thank u in advance !!!

im like 75% done with requests *breakdances* hope u enjoyed this anon (o˘◡˘o)

zhongli

no matter how often you randomly fall asleep with zhongli, he panics and thinks something is wrong

with him being the consultant for the funeral parlor in liyue, zhongli was always at meetings with clients and you usually tagged along

they were such boring meetings dealing with finances and logistics that it was easy for you to fall asleep during them

Your eyes fluttered shut within minutes of sitting down at a table in the Liyue Pavilion. The minute Zhongli opened his mouth about costs, your head tipped back and you were asleep. When your came to an hour later, Zhongli was peering at you with a concerned expression. A warm cup of tea was in front of you and you yawned dramatically. "What?" You asked Zhongli, raising an eyebrow at his look. "Are you alright? Did you faint?" He asks immediately. You roll your eyes. "We've talked about this," You say, "I love you, but you're so boring you put me to sleep."

kaeya

the one thing you and kaeya had in common was that you were both slackers from your jobs

kaeya liked to sneaked away to his office to write you love letters or steal klee and create chaos with her while you preferred to go to your office of your own job and sleep

you didn't even have to be tired but if you were given the chance to be alone in a quiet place, you were asleep

"Earth to Y/N...Y/N?"

A soft voice brought you back to your senses. Your eyes groggily opened and you lifted your head off your desk, your unruly hair falling into your eyes. When your eyes adjusted to the light, you noticed Kaeya was standing in front of you.

"Good morning," He beamed. You yawned and sat up fully, checking the time and seeing that it was almost noon. And since Kaeya had come to visit you at your job, you knew he was slacking off too.

"Can't I sleep for a few more minutes?" You smirked, opening your arms so Kaeya would envelope you in an awkward but comforting hug.

Kaeya pressed a kiss to your forehead, "I'll be the look-out for your boss."

And within minutes, you were asleep again.

childe

for the longest time, childe thought you had narcolepsy

your weird talent to fall asleep anywhere at anytime was shocking to him, especially since you managed to fall asleep at the worst times

like, for example, when you were supposed to be keeping watch of a hilichurl camp and had fallen asleep abruptly and nearly got your ass kicked if childe wasn't nearby

"You should see a doctor," Childe said for the tenth time, "It's not normal."

You only laughed at him, "I'm not just falling asleep whenever, Childe. I can just fall asleep whenever. Get it?"

He looked at you like you were crazy and ran a hand through his hair, "Whatever, whatever. Just promise me you won't take naps when you need to be patrolling, okay?"

You held up your hands in self defense, "You got it. I'll take a power nap when you take me out for dinner tonight instead."

diluc

similarly to zhongli, he was always surprised when you decided to take a random nap somewhere

you had trained your body to fall asleep anywhere at anytime since you were a little kid and you even considered it a talent nowadays

being able to fall asleep whenever you wanted got you out of a lot of duties and the more diluc got to know you, the more he picked up on your tricks

With the Ludi Harpastrum festival around the corner, you and Diluc were tasked with decorating the tavern and its surrounding courtyard. Except you really weren't in the mood to stand on a ladder for hours that day so when Diluc slipped inside the bar to grab something, you closed your eyes.

When he came back out and saw you asleep, Diluc clicked his tongue. He didn't want to wake you up but he knew you had only fallen asleep to get out of decorating. Upon spotting Diona sauntering around the town, Diluc left the girl with a very important task.

He decorated with Charles while Diona circled your sleeping body with rolls of streamers and stickers. When you finally woke up again, you started to plan a fake-apology for Diluc for your sudden slumber but when you looked down to see your body completely covered in party supplies, you knew you two were even.

ever since i read your fic, mywife is soft nd ilikeher, i cannot stop thinking about face sitting with childe. imagine he brings it up to his s/o and theyre like "but what if im too heavy? what if i crush u??" and my man is like 🤨🤨 like, he takes it PERSONALLY. its just. imagine how happy and grabby he'd get after convincing you, nonstop praise and overstim. like youd have to pry yourself off his face cause he just does not wanna let u go. idk maannn so many thoughts head full cannot stop thinkin

YESYESYESYES!!! you see my vision!!!! i am always always thinking soft thoughts about a soft reader 🥺

no pronouns for reader, but afab + called things like "beautiful" and "pretty". overstim, facesitting, and squirting below the cut!

all childe's been fantasizing about the past few months is what it'd be like if you were to straddle his head with those thighs of yours he loves so much. all he can think about is having your soft, plump thighs squeezing the sides of his face as you ride his tongue, his hands grabbing and groping every last inch of your thighs, ass, and belly that he can reach like this. it's been distracting him at work, if he's gonna be honest— when he's trying to finish some paperwork at his desk, his mind is all "hey you know what would be a thousand times better than slaving away over dumb shit at work? drowning between your angel's thighs."

childe brings it up to you while the two of you are kissing and undressing each other on the bed, and you don't hesitate for a moment before shyly countering that you're surely too heavy for such a thing. you're trying to explain that maybe you should just lie on your back as normal if he's in the mood to eat you out, but the way he's mouthing at your neck and murmuring praises about how goddamn sexy your body is renders you unable to get a word in edgewise. his hands grope all over your body as he tells you that there's nothing he wants more than to have you sit your perfect body on his lips and squirt for him until his jaw is dripping, that your body's beyond sexy, gorgeous, cute, beautiful, so on and so forth, and that he really, really wants you to sit on his face. he just needs it so bad ok

no matter how much time it takes childe to convince you that you're not gonna "crush him" and that he'll make you feel so, so good, he won't stop until you're bashfully mounting his face and digging your knees into the sheets below for stability. fuck, he thinks. this is what i've been thinking about for ages. he's beyond in love with how cute you are like this, shyly holding up the hem of your skirt to give him access as his hands settle on your plump thighs, squeezing and massaging every last inch of skin he can reach. his fingers dip under the waistband of your skirt as he gropes and paws at your belly, hips, and love handles, his palms rub circles into the skin of your outer thighs, and he just can't stop himself from offering a light slap or two to your ass just to hear you squeak. when he finally nudges your panties to the side and buries his mouth in your cunt, you nearly fall forward, hands grabbing onto his hair for purchase as he sucks on your clit and laps at your dripping pussy.

if you could manage a single coherent thought, you'd probably think something like why didn't we try this sooner? because he's working your pussy in a way that has you shivering and writhing on top of him. he's so handsy, even handsier than he usually is, hands groping your ass, thighs, hips, tummy, and tits as he groans against your wet pussy. if he's mumbling praises, which he probably is, they're lost on you— it's hard to hear anything over the lewd, wet smacking of his lips and tongue against your pussy. i also really, really love the idea of childe slightly pulling away with a loud gasp and going like "fuck, you taste so good. you're so fucking sexy." before diving back in to close his lips around your clit once more. breathless praise just hits

you've lost track of how many times he's made you come. you lost track after four; you lost track once you squirted onto his face and tried to lift yourself up and off of his lips, only for him to grab down onto your hips and yank you back down to his face. he's choosing to ignore the numbness in his jaw in favor of indulging himself in your taste, his chin and cheeks dripping with your wetness as you plea for mercy and try to explain that you're overstimulated, beyond overstimulated, your head fuzzy and your thighs shaking around childe's head as he just continues to eat you out. he's spewing praises left and right as he mouths at your cunt, murmuring about how fucking good you taste and smell and how fucking sexy your curvy body is, how much he fucking loves you, how he wants you coming until your body genuinely gives out on him.

at this rate, your body very well may give out on him— once you need two hands to count how many orgasms he's given you, you figure that protesting is useless. your boyfriend's far too in love with your body, your taste, and the simple act of pleasing you to stop now.

好狗会自己认主🥰

Sukuna assimilating to you

Synopsis: After discovering that Sukuna has been wide awake every time you nap together, you become embarrassed around him.

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It is a scientific fact that when we are around people we love and trust, while in a healthy relationship, the release of oxytocin makes us sleepy.

Sukuna does not need sleep. He is the king of curses, able to continuously use his technique without ever becoming exhausted. When you first suggested that his chambers were "perfect for napping", he had simply raised a brow and considered what that could possibly mean.

You are like a weak creature to him. A kitten or perhaps a rabbit. And since you are never safer than when you are in his presence, you frequently find yourself growing sleepy when you are around him.

Throughout your strange relationship with the king, something that you loved most, is that there never needs to be words exchanged between the two of you. You were both contented to sit in silence. Frequently dozing off together, or so you thought.

You caught on eventually, that he was always awake before you. That his breathing pattern never really changed. That his face never relaxed more than it would if he had simply been sitting with his eyes closed.

One morning, after having stayed the night sleeping, you mumbled to him, "How is it you're always awake before I?"

He rose a brow at you, his upper set of eyes were looking into yours, the lower staring at how you lay across his bed sheets.

"I do not know your meaning." He grumbled out.

You huffed, rolling your eyes. "You never sleep in longer than I do, one day I would like to wake up before you."

"I never sleep at all." He stated before you had even really finished your sentace.

"What?" Your breathy outburst echoed slightly in his bed chamber, "What do you mean you don't sleep?"

"I do not require such things." He turned his torso now toward you, all four eyes studying your face, you had quickly sprung up, seemingly miffed.

"So... so all this time, you've just been... laying there while I've been sleeping?"

"I suppose I have, I do not see how this matters in the slightest." "It matters because I've been... It's just been a big waste of time for you. Sukuna you should have said something." You're upset, he can tell. Your face is scrunched up, your blood is pounding in your veins. Sukuna, however, does not know what to say in this situation.

In all honesty, he figured you knew and were just including him. Did you really think he was that weak? Or could you simply not conceive of a restless existence? Whatever the answer, he had no response for you, expecting a shrug of the shoulders- you he would discover, would not so easily let go of things.

And how humiliated you were. How many HOURS had you spent sleeping with him, within his grasp, in his space for him to have been conscious the whole time? You tried thinking back, attempting to recall a time you had requested a nap when he was uninterested.

He had never uttered a word about it. Never turned you down. Sukuna was not a kind king, he rarely ever did things that were not out of necessity, and he certainly did not do things he didn't like. That, at least, was consolation. You knew he had not been suffering for your sake, but even so, it was embarrassing.

Sukuna, still, could not understand your sheepishness about the subject. He did not care to explain that time works differently for him, that his mind is not so simple as yours and does not require entertainment all the time, that he could sit still for years and not be bothered, and frequently did before you came along.

He assumed you would get over it quickly. In your time as well as his. But days passed and he rarely saw you. You took your dinner with other people of the palace and spoke with him in the most cordial manner. One night, he informed Uraume that they needed to prepare a dish suited for you, something that would entice you, and serve it to him.

He figured this would bring you crawling back to him, tail between your legs. Yet, you did not budge.

Odd.

You were wallowing. You knew it. He did not care to spend time, what? Watching you sleep? Of course, he wouldn't, but it hurt your pride, to know you had been taking up such huge chunks of time lazing about in his presence. Well, not anymore. You slept in your chamber and your chamber alone. Gone were the days of blankets on the engawa, gone were the days of resting beneath the kotatsu while laying your head in his lap, gone were the days of sharing his bed.

If ever he wished for someone to share his bed, he had a whole cast of concubines, though you knew they were never of any use to him, they were mostly just house staff with a fancy title.

The evening he finally decided enough was enough, you were in the washhouse doing laundry.

Your back was arched over a bin full of soapy water. Your hands working tirelessly on some cloth.

"Have you not circumvented me enough?" He spoke in a low and slow tone.

"Lord Sukuna." You bowed, clothing in your hands, suds up your forearms, you bent your neck as to not look at him.

"You will reply now." He raised a brow, watching your hands quietly splash in the washbin.

"Was there something you would like me to assist to?" You questioned. Your head was full of possible reasons for what the king meant by seeking you out personally.

"Do you believe that by not sleeping in my presence I would come to believe you do not require rest?" He spoke in an unserious tone, eyes unblinking.

"No, my lord." Now what was he playing at? Of course that wasn't your intention.

"Then you hide yourself from me because you no longer have time for your king, I suppose." He mused.

Oh, for heaven's sake, "No, my lord."

"I see," He bent down to look you dead in the eyes, "So, you must no longer crave my occupancy of your space. You must not desire my hand running through your hair? I suppose you have tired of staying in my chambers?" His tone remained deep but his eyes were dead serious now.

"I-" You began, but suddenly you felt the urge to cough, swallowing you tried again, "I wished not to preoccupy so much of your time."

"And you made this decision without enlightening your king."

You said nothing.

"You will eat with me tonight, you shall stay in my chambers henceforth." He rose in record speed, turning without a second glance your way, maids were staring wide-eyed at the king of curses as he halted at the entrance of the washhouse. You could not see, but there was finality in his voice.

"I wish not to waste-" You were cut off by Sukunas voice, his broad back still facing you.

"Your wishes do not interest me now, so it seems. It is my wish for you to spend your time with me." His steps resounded through the compound, your face slack.

The maids smirked, and with shocked faces, side-eyed one another. A couple entered the washhouse giving you big open-mouthed smiles, and patted your shoulder as they passed.

That night Uraume made something you would go on to beg them to make for years to come. And when Sukuna pulled you prone from your seated position on his bed, he took a firm fingertip and stroked the space between your eyes, one of his enormous hands encircling your skull and massaging your temples with his thumb and ring fingers. He traced the bridge of your nose to your forehead, the way you would stroke a cat.

Perhaps he thought this would induce drowsiness but all it did was make you feel all floaty inside at his silliness.

And for the first time since that night, you slept alongside him. Within his embrace, and when you awoke, Sukuna's eyes were closed.

More on my Zhongli x Worshipper Reader concept but. . .

Zhongli committing something somewhat sacrilegious and Reader just goes "Oh how would Rex Lapis ever forgive us now" in distress and Zhongli is like 😪 "rex lapis doesn't care, dear"

bonus points if that continues the argument as you go on to talk about how rex lapis is the most kind and wise god, ofc he cares

I love these drama 😍

Genshin men as k-dramas

Pairings: genshin men x f!reader

Synopsis: Scenarios of you and genshin men in some of my favorite k-dramas.

Characters: childe, scaramouche, itto, thoma, kaeya

(pt.2) ayato, albedo, kazuha

(pt.3) dainsleif, diluc, zhongli, xiao

Tags: fake dating | sussy husband | comedy attempt | malewife in an apocalypse | sexy red flag | fluff

a/n: this got too long so I'm cutting these into parts!

Childe — A Business Proposal💍

you feel so out of place in this fancy restaurant where everyone seems so poised and classy. why did you even agree to this? oh right, you need the money. waiting feels like forever until a sexy voice that made your body tingle calls out to you. "hello? (f/n) (f/l/n)?" you look up to the man confirming your name and you swear the air got knocked out from your lungs. HE'S SO FINE??? AND HE'S RICH?? jackpot!!! wait, don't forget you're on a fake date. you need to mess things up! and so you act like a crazy woman obsessed with her riches and is fond of hot, crazy, steamy, wild sex. you're literally throwing away your dignity just for this awkward date to end (why isn't he saying anything to you T_T). you swear you've done everything you could to get this man to be turned off and yet this falls on his lips: "I like you." WHATTHE? wow, what a crazy man he must like crazy women too. what was his name again? ajax? childe? oh well, it's not like you will ever see him again.....SURPRISE SURPRISE BIATCH, he's your fucking boss, the owner of the company. the urge to jump in front of a bus is really strong right now <3. help, how are you going to solve this? you just fooled your boss on a date! and wow, the universe must really hate you because he found out <33 and now you're sitting here across him, apologies endlessly spilling from your mouth because you're such a desperate peasant for money. he's like "i don't like people who waste my time." and you be like: "ok i'm sorry *cries* :((" but then...he sets up a proposal??? a proposal where you two have to fake date and then get married just to get his grandpa's pestering off his back. wait this isn't a marriage proposal, it's a business proposal!

Scaramouche — Flower of Evil🌹

everything was perfect, it was the same old morning routine you would never get tired of. waking up to your husband cooking breakfast, your daughter's eyes creasing when she sees you, and your giggle that warms the house. your husband thought it was perfect too, and he wanted to stay like that forever...but how could someone who had a dark past pretend like it didn't exist? the past will never let him go and Scaramouche will do anything to keep his family out of danger. unfortunately, it can't be helped, you are a detective after all. fate it may be, your team is the one who's investigating your husband's case. the moment you picked up that watch, when you recognized it, hid it from your colleague, doubts started to rise and suddenly you can't breathe. was it all lies? your cold neighborhood crush who eventually warmed up and loved you...was it all fake? just like your husband's identity? every night, laying on that bed with him, his touches on your skin now bring pain rather than relief. no, you're not going to let love blind you. you are a detective who swore to bring justice. and you are gonna bring justice. even if it's against your husband, even if this fragile dollhouse falls apart, as long as you're alive...justice will prevail.

Itto — It's Okay to Not Be Okay✍️

the moment you saw Itto and that big beefy arms of his, you wanted him. and what you want, it's what you get. that's what always been happening in your life, everything is so easy to get! except for this stubborn himbo who disregards your romantic and sexual advances. is he gay? maybe asexual? nah, you don't think so. but why does he always reject you? any attempt of dressing up in grand designer clothes doesn't seem to catch his eye and it's so frustrating. oh, he's busy taking care of a granny and a kid in a retirement home...that's sweet and...attractive. the visits to the retirement home get more and more frequent because of the everyday itch of seeing his face. the more you stay, the more you learn about life and the deeper your feelings get. don't worry about unrequited love, because this big man is also falling in love with you despite your eccentrics. the time spent with Itto is a time well spent, a short period that cannot compare to the dark and empty life you had before. this is a path of healing, a path of love, and a path of family. you'd gladly take this path in any life because of the happiness it gives. you're working on a new book with the kid whom Itto takes care of as the artist. this is not child labor, this is just commissioning an artist! you close your eyes and recall the past months you had with Itto and the people at the retirement home. then colorful imagination, sceneries, and characters just pop up in your mind as you hurriedly scribble down the train of thought. "kid draw this." you pass the notes to the boy who's sketching on a notepad and he nods while he gets his materials. you lean back with a satisfied smile as you smell the incoming money from this bestseller book.

Thoma — Sweet Home🌇

so this it...this is the end of your short life. you're a year from graduating and reaching your dreams and now this stupid zombie apocalypse happens out of nowhere. you haven't even stepped foot in Switzerland yet! goodbye mother, father, friends, relatives. goodbye world it was a mid life. wait are they even alive— "hhk!" a quiet hitch escapes your lips and you quickly bite down the flesh as the monster's ears turn and face you abruptly. your face contorts in horror at the terrifying appendage that's nearing your face; your body instinctively presses on the wall even if there's no room left to hide. you were accepting moments ago and now you're keeping quiet because you want to live. 'guess this is human survival instinct. and your survival instinct is telling you to hold your breath and keep quiet but your pounding heart won't listen, and you know the monster could hear it. this was a terrifying way to go, your heart pulled out of your chest. the ear gets awfully close to your nose and you close your watery eyes while your ears ring, lips bleed, and body paralyzed. 'let's just make this quick please. it's just like sleeping right?' a sad thought enters your mind as your body calms down while preparing for the blow. then a shrill shriek startles you as you open your eyes, watching the ear pull out quickly. A stabbing sound squelches and your heart drops as your hands absentmindedly place over your mouth. you don't know if you're relieved or guilty but you just press your knees to your chest and close your eyes. then, the atmosphere changes as a familiar voice calls out to you: "hey, are you okay? are you hurt?" your eyes take in the sight of a blonde guy holding a knife-broom with a worried expression on his face. then suddenly, every piece of nerve just connects together and your mind is back on track. OMG IT'S THAT CUTE MALEWIFE MATERIAL NEIGHBOR! IT'S THOMA! your sight then follows the familiar dog walking around the apartment and it turns to you as if smiling, serotonin immediately overwhelming you. you're very happy thoma and taroumaru are alive— oh, another man is holding a katana and a woman carrying a guitar! glad to know you're on the winning team!

Kaeya — Nevertheless🦋

he's the type of guy who doesn't like commitment and thinks relationships are a bother but likes to flirt. what a total asshole. and of course, you don't know that this potential danger is now approaching you since your back looked so appealing. kaeya sits beside you and asks: "is this seat taken?" you turn to speak but then you're met with the hottest man you've ever seen. one eye covered but the other is dark blue, tan skin, has a tiddie window, and an aura that just screams sex. you've been mesmerized by his appealing looks that it left kaeya chuckling, snapping you out of your dream. "n-no it's not taken." you reply to him as he sits beside you, ordering a drink for himself. you just broke up with your boyfriend and yet this man is currently occupying your mind, is that even right? that night continued with the both of you playing darts and enjoying each other's company. a small detail you noticed about him is that he has a butterfly tattoo on his nape. you wanted to ask him about it but it seems it has a deeper meaning that's not suitable for light talk. lucky you, he's surprisingly a schoolmate of yours! kaeya's visits to your apartment become frequent since he says he wants to get close! supposedly innocent touches become heated ones that lead to the bed. nevertheless, this unsafe attraction is what keeps you bound to each other.

i wonder what it is

These days I have been working on other drawings and finishing the ones I had pending, this is one of them, which joins the collection I already have 🤣