Imagining Kinich W S/o But Ajaw Has A Teeny Tiny Crush On Them

THEY BOTH ARE SO PRETTYYY AAaaaaaahhhhh

Some drawings I did for a lesbian fairytale I'm working on <3

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 have a type, hear me out....

IS IT A COINCIDENCE? I THINK NOT

They all look so stunning

— ☆ you can call me yours.

category: just fluff. and fluff. and fluff.

content warning: alluding to depression, mention of killing if you squint.

notes: just a short drabble. i love soft nanami who's down bad. hope everyone enjoys.

masterlist. dividers by @cafekitsune.

nanami's life had been... well, monotonous, as he words it. the corporate job pays well but it doesn't offer any joy— instead it drains him further. his coworkers, though most are polite and nice, don't exactly mix well with him. there's always a distance, and as a result, he has little to no stimulating conversations. well except gojo, but its more annoying than stimulating.

his whole routine had become one dull habit, the same thing everyday, not a thing different, not a thing amiss. his apartment felt more desolute as each day passed. he craved for something, something that breathes life to him, that breaks the cycle of monotony.

and so, in that tight routine of his, he always visited a certain bakery. he liked the breads there, not a sweet tooth like satoru but he had a preference for that particular bakery's goods. he usually visited before work and if he felt like not cooking dinner, he'd simply eat there.

that being the case, he was visiting again today. he had a majorly awful headache today. the dark circles under his eyes looked darker and the kind baker offered him a sympathetic smile before packing his order.

he heard the twinkle of the bell, some customer came in but he didn't look. rather the sound made the ache worse. he paid no heed to the customer coming up behind—

"hey yuna!"

his ear perked up as the sound of footsteps grew louder and louder, till it stopped, not behind him, but beside him. why did that obnoxiously loud yell not hurt the nerves of his brain?

he watched you engage in a warm conversation with the baker, your expressions so animated that he probably didn't even know his stolen glances had morphed to blatant staring. it was one of those cliché moments he saw in those teeth rottingly sweet romcoms, how the reality had apparently slowed down while his eyes zeroed in on you.

the slant of your nose, the crinkle of your eyes even the moles, both faded ones and prominent, the way your lips chirped away. like a sweet little sparrow.

"—nanami? mr. nanami?" the baker called out, her brows furrowed a little as nanami snapped out of his trance. god he prays none of them noticed that.

he nodded as he took the paper bag, taking his wallet out, seemingly nonchalant and unfazed of his surroundings but he was well aware of your stare his way. it should annoy him, he doesn't like to be starred at. yet he had done the exact same.

what a hypocrite.

he paid and turned to leave, his eyes catching yours for that second, and again everything slowed when you gave him the most beautiful, gorgeous smile he ever saw. it was warm like sunshine yet not too bright to burn the eyes, enough to melt the cold away.

he was in a dilemma for a moment as he stepped out and away from your line of sight. he pressed his palm against his chest, his brows furrowing as he wondered what the fuck that was?

but he forgot about it soon enough, went about his day and compartmented it in his brain as a mere blip.

you've gotta be kidding me.

yet again, after two days, he finds himself in the bakery again and this time you beat him to it. you were standing against the counter chattering away— quite the talker you are, while plopping a strawberry in your mouth. his eyes sharpened on the action, your lips and how plump it looked— dear god help him.

he cleared his throat before walking in, ignoring your gaze like he ignored the other customer's glance. there were scant few but it was easy ignoring them. yours, though, was quite heavy.

he ordered the same again, he didn't even need to say it, the owner already packing it away.

"you should try my new pastry, nanami. its well liked." the owner grinned as she gestured at the plate of pastry in your hand, and maybe to really sell her friend's words, you smiled wide, quite too exaggerated. you're overselling it, really.

"...pack that in too then." he uttered quietly before taking his wallet out, quite conveniently missing the way your smile stuttered a second, getting flustered by his voice that you heard so clearly for the first time. you gave your friend a shocked look and your friend nodded in return like 'i know right'.

he left and again, stopped to put a hand on his chest, his brows furrowing. again his heart raced like crazy, and he was concerned not because he didn't know what he was feeling— no he was concerned because he had never felt this alive. not in quite a while.

so he tried to categorise this again as a blip. shuffle it to the back of his head, unimportant like the ads you see passing by.

but fate works in obvious ways.

so everyday from then he sees her. he has your work clothes memorised, the shades of chapstick you use often, the different hairstyles, the orders you make often and the ones you avoid (that crinkle in your nose is cute), when you look like you're about to kill someone or in need of open arms. he becomes quite confident in his skills of secretly admiring, eavesdropping like its second nature to him. he frowns too when you frown, complaining about that creepy boss of yours. he wished that boss was a curse so he could get rid of him.

but as days turn to weeks and weeks turn to months, and the only interaction between him and you were stolen glances and polite smiles, that warmth in his heart dwindled. no he was still enamored with you, your smiles were a change enough in his destitute life, he loved every second of it.

but now he wants to horde it all, all for himself. he wants more. he wants to see more of those expressions, listen to more of your chatter till his ear bled and he'd still smile. he has these domestic fantasies. truly he's whipped.

but that ugly reality rears its head, reminding him he has no escape from the shackles of his loneliness. not once has he seen any interest from you, anything that could possibly mean you're interested in him more than the next stranger passing by. that he isn't just background noise in your life.

yet he feels its for the best, this purity untouched by his tainted hands. he was no worthy for you(not that anyone would ever be). he didn't know if he could make you smile like you always do, if he would be able to share your burden, kiss your tears away. he didn't know if he'd be enough.

he didn't know if he would be wanted.

but then he's broken out of his chain of thoughts, his coworker lightly shaking his shoulder and gestures ahead. and its like his world just— stops.

"this is y/n everyone! a recent join so please make them feel welcomed here!"

its like a fever dream. you. you're working here? his breath hitched as your eyes found his and he swore his world stopped like it did when he first saw you, you flashed him the warmest smile— not the fake, polite one. no, it was like it was meant for him and only him. a knowing one. like you came for him. you finally caught him.

and once the buzz settled down and his dumbfounded self sat back, typing away while his mind was in fantasy land— you came. leaning against his desk, you gave him a coy smile, your smile trembling like your hands that you hid behind yourself.

you were nervous— because of him?!

"so how does going out with me sounds, mr. nanami?"

"kento."

"huh?"

"you can call me kento."

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"Come on, do not give me that face."

The urge to hurl was overwhelming as you clutched your stomach in agony. Thoma's voice was filled with concern as he stood over you like an overly exhausted parent - his arms on his hips, chin held up high and with that dreadfully soft look on his otherwise handsome face.

You felt like spitting at him, and probably would've if each breath did not feel like a stab to the gut. His stupidly attractive face somehow made him more infuriating for some reason.

"This would not be happening if you just followed the basic instructions I laid out for you..." he spoke flatly, green eyes shining with an emotion you could not quite put your finger on.

It has been a few weeks since the Kamisato housekeeper took you. Keeping track of time and how long ago that actually was quite the endeavor primarily because he kept you locked away in a private quarter, sealed off from the sunlight.

Your train off thought was suddenly broken as a newer, stronger wave of nausea coursed through you, the pain impossible to bear. You did everything you could to choke back on the few bites of lunch which were eaten not too long ago, but it was futile. Tiny chunks of vomit and spit and vomit escaped you, the pain burning your throat from the inside out. Some of the bits landed on your captors shoes but he did not seem to care, or he simply refrained from making any comments.

"There, there..." whispered Thoma, his voice gentle and so damn patronizing. You felt him crouch next to you, the heat of his body meshing with your own as he placed both of his hands on your shoulders, a gesture which should have been comforting but it held the opposite effect.

All you wanted to do was cry. Alone, somewhere, anywhere.

Just far away from him.

It never even occurred to you that Thoma could have tampered with your food. When this entire debacle had started, pettiness had won over and you promptly decided to go on a hunger strike. It went on for too long for Thoma's and frankly, your comfort.

Today however, you had caved and by doing so were paying a big price for making Thoma worry. The man always was big on discipline after all. And the best way to teach someone a lesson was to hurt them, even if they didn't want to.

That was the route Thoma had ended up picking. Chances are, he wouldn't have it any other way. If you knew what was coming if you disobeyed, there would be less of a mess for him to clean up or worry about.

Ah, now that's the dream.

THAT'S OOMF?!

scaramouche x gender neutral reader

while you consider most of your personality to be a die hard scaramouche stan, aka your favorite actor, you’re also a small streamer. you’ve been friends with kuni, a small faceless streamer, for a little over a year now and have developed a little crush for him. when kuni does his face reveal you’re shocked to see your worlds collide, that’s oomf?!

fast paced, aged up characters, actor/streamer au, suggestive texts, venti is ur bsf, childe is also an actor and he knows scara has a secret little streamer account

this is based on the missy cooper situation LMAO also i might make a part two one day but i dunno silly oneshot

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⋆౨ৎ˚⟡˖࣪  lover !!

ᝰ.ᐟ even if he doesn't exude this energy to outsiders, you're happy to know that your boyfriend is the biggest simp around when it comes to you. or: the cute things he'll do for you.  (fem!reader)

featuring yoichi isagi, seishiro nagi, reo mikage, rin itoshi, rensuke kunigami content contains hotel bathroom sinks designed by a man, slight jealousy (reo is the jealous boyfriend), height differences (nagi + kunigami + rin are described as taller), wearing his clothes + clothes is described to be oversized on you (nagi), called a simp by his teammates (kunigami), clingy bf (yoichi <3) author's notes hq version coming soon!!! i just wanted to write something soft n fluffy for once <3

౨ৎ YOICHI ISAGI — goes viral on tiktok when the two of you go on vacation to celebrate your second year anniversary. you're recording yourself from the bathroom of the private villa he rented out for the two of you, and you originally wanted to record what an absolute joke the sink is. there is literally no counter space. nowhere to place any of your makeup or skincare products. yoichi interupts the video unknowingly, knocking softly and asking if he can come in. he doesn't realize you're filming, and it's entirely genuine when he asks, "is everything okay? you sounded frustrated? did you need help opening something?" you laugh before explaining the situation, and he's silent for all but one second before he goes, "oh! i'll just hold your makeup bag, and i'll hand you the stuff when you need it." (poor yoichi means well, but he's standing there for over an hour as you laugh at him when he can't tell the difference between a tube of lipgloss and liquid blush. the look of concentration on his face as he nods intently while you explain what each product is for is absolutely adorable; it's the same concentrated look he gets when he's reviewing game footage, meaning he's taking this seriously for you.) he's also the type that loves to follow you around. it's a common joke for his fans to comment "walk him like a dog, sis!" on any candid photos of you + yoichi because he is almost always holding your hand while trailing behind you. he's like your shadow as he follows you around different stores in the mall, and even when you tell him he can just sit down with the other boyfriends while you just try on some clothes, he refuses to leave your side. tries to follow you to the dressing room, and gets all pouty when he realizes he's not allowed in. makes you walk outside the dressing room with the new outfits on so he can rate them (he is incredibly biased and believes everything looks good on you and forces you to bring everything to the cashier so he can swipe his card to get it for you <3)

౨ৎ REO MIKAGE — cannot handle anyone else taking up large chunks of your time, especially when he rarely gets to see you during game season. makes a face anytime he realizes that the server at the restaurant is a guy. the server will smile at you and tell you that he'll get started on that meal for you right away, and reo leans forward once he's gone and goes, "i can't believe he was flirting with you right in front of me! disgusting!" he's actually convinced that every man in the world wants you for themselves, and if you tease him by threatening to run off with any of these men, he'll instantly frown and start telling you to take that back right now! however, he is entirely convinced that you are the greatest thing to ever grace this earth, and he feels so proud whenever you two are out in public and a fan or an employee compliments you. they could say anything postive about you, and he'll beam with pride, going "i know, right? i tell her this all the time!" it's almost common knowledge that the easiest way to get on reo's good side is to treat you well. he also loves listening to you gossip, and is the type of boyfriend who loves all your friends (even if he can't quite remember their names; it's only important that they treat you kindly and loyally), and hates everyone that you hate. he's also less forgiving than you; if someone backstabs you but you forgive them and grant them a second chance, just know that reo still hates their guts and he'll make it incredibly obvious.

౨ৎ SEISHIRO NAGI — can’t help but make video game versions of the two of you any chance he gets. he’ll pretend to not notice the way your eyes light up when you pass by any claw machine containing plushies of your favorite anime characters, but somehow he’ll manage to find himself at the machine, casually winning you your favorite as if the game isn’t designed to make everyone lose. (he’s just that good.) even if you’re not as big of a gamer as him, he’ll watch you play sims 4 (and subsequently watch you spend 3 hours on the create-a-sim section because you’re trying to create a perfect carbon copy of the two of you.) looks for his favorite hoodie only to glance over at your still-sleeping form on his bed and realizes that you’re wearing it. you look adorable in it; he’s taller than you, bigger in every aspect, so the material swallows you up. (he doesn’t wake you up nor does he ask for it back.) despite the fact that he’s taller than you, nagi is definitely a big baby, and is constantly the little spoon. he loves to come home and bury his face in your neck, loves the way you gently run your fingers through his hair (it’s the easiest way for him to fall asleep), and he’ll constantly try to find ways for you to hold him.

౨ৎ RIN ITOSHI — grants you “scary dog privilege.” literally will mean mug every man in the street as the two of you are walking together. everyone thinks that rin would be a selfish lover from his outside appearance, but he surprisingly puts up with a lot of your antics because he loves you so much. you don’t bother buying a step stool because you count on rin to get you anything you need from the tall shelves (and when you’re mad at him, he’ll purposely find ways to get all your most-used items on a hard-to-reach area so you have to sulkily seek him out and ask for his help. there’s no way in hell you put your face wash on top of the fridge, and rin looks all too happy to grab it for you.) he has a very bare social media account and most of the time, he just posts whatever his publicists draft up for him. the only post he has personally created and shared himself is the one of you on your birthday; in a sea of promotional posters and professionally taken game highlights, the smiling faces of you and rin stand out. (it’s the happiest any of his fans have ever seen him look.)

౨ৎ RENSUKE KUNIGAMI — his teammates make fun of him because he is notoriously loyal to you. they tricked him and took him out to a strip club, and there’s a viral video of kunigami staring intently at his phone, never looking up once at his surroundings. (he was going through your instagram feed + then ran out of photos to look at, so he started going through his camera roll to look at pictures and videos of you.) is the boyfriend who embodies the phrase ‘wear whatever you want, baby, i can fight.’ there’s a photo of you two that did numbers on pinterest. kunigmai is such a big guy, towers over you, honestly, but he readily gets down on his knees for you. in the photo, you two are dressed up to attend a gala. he’s on his knees, and you have one high-heel clad foot resting on the top of his thigh as he looks down and is adjusting the ankle strap of your heel for you. his friends shared the photo in the team groupchat and called him a simp, but kunigami knows that if they had someone half as great as you, they’d act just the same.

gojo back