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genshin/haikyuu fic-recs @haik-choo-ficrecs
main acct ill comment and like stuff on is @haikchoo-main
about me.
i am 18! she/her
born june 21
gemini sun, libra rising, pisces moon
i am queer, i prefer no labels on my sexuality (i identified as pan for quite some years )
please call me arkey/ark/any nickname! i really love getting nicknames hehe
i am going to college for astronomy!
i am an aether main but i love chongyun with every inch of my being (does that make me a xingqiu kinnie cuz i love him so much)
all images for the headers are MY screenshots from in game!
rules.
i don't write
-things about s*icide or self-harm
-pedo stuff
-noncon/dubcon, basically any dark fic stuff (maybe with exception of yandere) ((i don't mind if you write/consume dark content! you're free to interact with my stuff, I just don't write it :))
-whatever else I decided to add lol
characters ill write for are in my masterlist! if there's a character you want me to write for but you aren't sure if I will, ask anyway and I will say yes or no! I'm not scary I swear :')
I don't write for klee, diona, or any of those adorable babies because I don't have a good grasp on them! i don't know them well at all :')
i'll cycle between this blog, @haik-choo and @hyucksong because my hyperfixations change quite regularly (haik-choo is anime/haikyuu and hyucksong is kpop/nct!)
be nice to me I'm sensitive
also please request no more than 5 characters at once! thank you :)
i have the right to choose whose requests i do/dont do!
ASK IF YOU WANT TO TRANSLATE ON A DIFFERENT WEBSITE, I MAY SAY YES OR NO -- AND I HAVE SPECIFIC CONDITIONS ON WHAT TO DO
oh yeah, I'm fine with nsfw asks/requests for now!
whatever else I add
dni.
don't interact if you're/you
-lgbtqia+ phobic
-racist
-ableist
-like donald tr*mp
-don't support blm
-are a pedo
-if you're the type of person to make fun of others for what they like when it doesn't harm anyone, because you're pathetic if you do
-if you're under 16 please don't interact with any nsfw posts I make!
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oh to be a morally ambiguous and emotionally scarred and distant being who's lived for thousands of years and only continues to live to fulfill what I deem as my righteous duty
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Chongyun doesn't know how much he loves the feeling of your lips grazing the nape of his neck until he has a day where even the slightest source of heat or embarrassment sends him into overdrive. He asked for you to refrain from even looking at him, stating that your gaze alone made him dizzy. Reluctantly, you had agreed to stay away for the day while he finished up a few leads, but not without leaving him an encouraging gift. The second he turned away, you pressed your lips to the nape of his neck, muttering for him to stay safe and hurry back. He remembers how he felt his chest explode and how his neck and ears turned unbearably hot. He remembers how throughout the day he kept finding his fingers touching the spot where you had kissed him, face flushing at the mere memory. He remembers how quiet his voice was when he returned home at the end of the day, asking for you to kiss him there again, and again, and again until his heart couldn't take it anymore.
Xingqiu finds his cheeks flush the most when you teasingly kiss the corner of his mouth. Despite being raised by a wealthy family who put manners before anything and everything, he was a hopeless romantic that wished for the bold displays of affection that he often read about in tacky romance novels. So, when you go against common decency and kiss him so boldly just barely millimeters from where he wishes you would kiss in public, it makes him crumble. Hell, he was supposed to be the playful one in the relationship, he was supposed to be the prince who swept you off your feet, yet here you were making him melt. When you kiss him like that, every time without fail, he'll stop whatever he's doing and trail after you like a lovesick puppy. He doesn't care if there are highly-esteemed guests looking at you both with a judgemental gaze, he will follow you to the ends of Teyvat if it meant you'd kiss him like that again.
Bennett's heart stops when your hands come to rest on his shoulders out of nowhere. He feels lame that his heart reacts so strongly to such a simple action, but he's spent so long wandering alone, going on adventures alone, pretending to be happy when he goes back home to his dads with nothing but vegetables-- he doesn't remember what it's like to have someone by his side indefinitely. But right when his head is hung low and his shoulders are slumped, he hears footsteps racing towards him, then he feels familiar hands clasp his shoulders and turn him around. "Bennett! You'll never believe it-- I just found a chest with an artifact!" Suddenly, his face is warm. His shoulders are warm, too. He... feels warm. The days he spent alone vanish from his mind when he remembers he has you, the luckiest thing to ever happen to him, by his side forever, your arm wrapped around his shoulders to guide him to the precious chest.
Scaramouche is a Harbinger, he can't afford to show vulnerability. He likes to believe that he doesn't even have a vulnerable bone in his body, but then you touch his stomach-- and he feels butterflies. Butterflies. They burst from his chest and fly up his throat and suddenly his voice is hoarse and his mouth is dry and his cleverness leaves his body. You hadn't even meant anything by it, your hands were cold and you just wanted some warmth, opting to slide your fingers under his nightshirt as you rested your head on his back. But it makes Scaramouche feel safe and loved. You feel his hands clasp yours over his shirt, and you expect him to push you away, but instead, he just keeps them there. Your eyes widen as he slowly pulls them over one another, tightening your embrace. His ears are red and you can hear how hard his heart is beating. You say nothing, letting a smile overcome you as you bury your face further into his back, fingers now laced between his.
a/n: i hope you all enjoy! this is my first post, and I hope you all come back for seconds whenever the second part is released! let me know which characters you want next!
Xiao will never admit it, but the feeling he gets when your hand gently caresses his face and your eyes stare boldly into his is otherworldly. The world around you two fizzes out, and it's almost like his soul was never tainted by his past sins. He won't admit it, but he thinks you're one of the bravest people he's ever met. In comparison to his hesitant, avoidant gaze, yours is so full of unconditional love, unafraid of what may happen to you for loving him. When he is filled with doubt, when his mind is plagued by the constant voices reminding him of what he did, when he is trapped in his own thoughts, your loving touch is the only thing that can pull him out of his disparaging haze. In those moments, there is nothing but you and him; there is nothing but your hand on his cheek, your eyes staring into his, and his love-stricken face reflected in the glossiness of your pupils. He'll never admit how much he yearns for and loves your touch, but he's sure you know anyway.
Diluc practically melts when you play with his hair. He's immensely embarrassed by this fact, that you merely braiding his hair in an absent-minded fashion is enough to make his face flush and gaze shy. Maybe it's because it's unexpected, he thought to himself once. No one had ever commented on his hair before, aside from the passing remark of its length, but otherwise, his hair is nothing special. So when you hum to yourself and run your fingers through his red locks, lowly commenting on how 'beautiful' and 'luscious' it is, it sends his heart in a frenzy. God-- he just feels so safe when you brush his hair. When you thread your hand through his hair, all he has to do is close his eyes and it feels like your both are alone in his bedroom at the winery: him, sitting in front of you on the silk sheets in quiet bliss, and you, humming a soft song with a bristle brush in hand. God forbid you kiss his hair in public, there is nothing that can save that man's pride when you do so.
Kaeya loves to tease you by being shameless about affection in public, whether it be him tugging you towards him by the waist or him kissing the side of your neck when you're talking to others. In retaliation, you've opted to placing your hand on his chest, fingers only slightly sliding underneath the cutout of his shirt. To others, it seems like he's unfazed, but the thumping heart below your hand tells a different story, a story only you know. It's charming really, and Kaeya can never really complain when you place your hot palm against the coolness of his chest, probably because he enjoys it to an unhealthy degree. "Imagine what the townspeople would say if they knew that the most confident man in Mondstadt was putty in my hands just by me placing my hand over his heart," you'd told him once, a playful smile on your face as your fingers played with the decorations on his shirt. "They could think and say whatever they want," he had whispered back, "as long as you continue doing it, I don't mind."
Surprisingly, Razor is not one to fluster easily. He's spent most of his life disconnected from human traditions and the like, meaning that affection was less flustering for him and more so a natural thing. Cuddling up to the wolves wasn't embarrassing for him, nor was nuzzling his face in the fur of their necks, so when he does the same to you, your red face and stuttered words confuse him. So what if you were in public? It wasn't until you were tucking his hair behind the shell of his ear that he understands. Because his hair is unruly and long, it is almost always covering his ears. He never knew they were incredibly sensitive until you brushed your fingers by them, and as soon as you do he's jumping in his seat and moving away from you, startled at whatever you did. Soon, it becomes his favorite place for you to touch, the feeling of the tips of your fingers sliding past the back of his ear before trailing down to his jaw (his second favorite place for you to touch) and pulling him in for a kiss...Razor has never tried alcohol-- nor does he ever want to-- but he imagines this is what it must feel like to be intoxicated.
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