I don't know what to put

My fixation is Lohen now ^^

summary — lohen hates seeing his pretty girl suffer. this month, he decides to do something about it.

themes — established relationship, suggestive ending, attempt at humor, period fic, fluff, a lil domestic

WC: 756

No matter how hard Lohen tried, he wouldn’t be able to fight the enemy that taunted you this time. Or so he had initially thought. After some careful digging on his part, he had stumbled upon an avenue that was perfect for you.

Though, maybe not so perfect for him.

lohen x fem reader smut where reader is varka's daughter. cw for smut & almost getting caught.

varka has always been somewhat skeptical of lohen, on edge around the little bastard due to his constant shenanigans but he trusts the guy with his life 100%. however, if you were to ask him what kind of man he would like for his daughter, lohen would never make his list. your father had always envisioned his little girl with an honest man that possessed a kind personality, which is not how one could describe lohen. that's why the vice captain was currently hiding in your closet tucked behind frilly, formal dresses and petticoats, having the fluffy tulle scratch up against him, irritating his arms and face. at that moment, he wished for nothing more than to scratch himself to soothe the irritation but if he were to move, his location would be revealed. your father had been working late again at the knights of favonius headquarters even though you always tell him to come home and rest because he works so hard. Nevertheless, today you were glad he had not returned because this gave you the most perfect opportunity to bring your lover over, as you would be home alone for hours, and would have full access to both the liquor cabinet and your big comfy bed.

after letting lohen in via the large window in your room and indulging in various liquors that you guys most certainly should not have combined, you dragged lohen to bed. pushing open the bedroom door with your back since your hands were a bit occupied ridding lohen of his coat. he smashed his lips onto yours as you made your way to the bed, flopping down onto it and pulling him on top of you. his kisses were eager, a sense of desperation radiated off him as he placed kiss after sloppy kiss on your mouth, cheeks, and neck. you remained in this position for a while, making out so heavily that the two of you required breaks every minute or so to catch your breath. soon enough while the kissing continued, lohen began exploring your body, raising the hem of your dress so his hand could find its way between your thighs and tease you through your panties. he devoured every gasp you let out and groaned when you cried into his mouth as his thumb brushed over your puffy little clit through your panties. lohen then fully pushed your panties to the side, licked his gloved fingers seductively to taunt you, and plunged them straight into your pretty wet pussy, pumping his fingers in and out. he continued teasing you further using the ring on his index finger to tap against your clit as he furiously finger fucked you. he is absolutely obsessed with fingering you with his gloves on, because later when he's all alone, he can jerk off to the smell of you left behind on his gloves.

you in turn pulled down the collar of his shirt with one hand to lay a few hickeys on his pale soft skin and with the other hand you began fussing with his belt. once his belt was loosened you slid your hand completely in his boxers and freed his big, magnificent cock which was already leaking precum from its angry pink tip. you started rubbing him down, squeezing the base and swirling your hand teasingly around the little metal piercing he recently got just for you that adorned his tip. the tension and heat were ramping up with every layer of clothing shed and every new location being explored, so you both failed to notice the sound of the front door opening. the first warning sign you did hear was the stomping of heavy boots on the first floor of your home, which made you instantly freeze, but your lover did not stop his actions.

"l-lohen please o-oh lord i think my father is back. you need to go!" you quietly moaned as he sucked on the sweet spot in the crook of your neck.

"hmmm, no my bunny. so what if he catches us? i say we let him catch us, maybe then he'll learn just how well i take care of his precious little girl." he spoke while continuing his transgressions. he can't be serious? your father would surely annihilate him if he discovered the relationship between the two of you. varka was already rather upset with you since he had noticed you acting more rebellious and sneaking around, but he had not mentioned anything yet because you have been a relatively well-behaved young woman.

the clomping footsteps continued up the stairs, the floorboards creaking from the strain under the hefty weight of the man ascending the staircase. this meant you had approximately 30 seconds to hide lohen so you pushed him off you as hard as you possibly could and began adjusting your dress to look presentable.

"lohen please im serious, he's almost here!" you whispered.

"ok, ok where should i go?!"

"in the closet, hurry hide!"

once lohen was tucked away nicely, you scurried over to your vanity to grab a book so you could pretend to have been up late reading. the lightest of knocks sounded off followed by the chirr of the wooden door to your bedroom opening, revealing your grumpy looking fatigued father.

"hello, my princess, why are you awake so late?" varka cooed, while trying extremely hard to stay standing upright, as he seemed ready to collapse from exhaustion.

"i-i was just up late reading. how was work? you look so tired! you should head to bed already." you replied, shifting the conversation quickly to him so that he does not become suspicious of your flushed cheeks and shortness of breath.

"i know, i know, i will go to bed in a minute, i just wanted to see my little angel." he slurred out as he strolled over to you. with every step you became increasingly concerned that he would catch on to how bizarre you were acting and would try to pry into what you had been doing before he arrived.

"no more reading, bedtime for you young lady." he announced while taking your book. you figured to get him out of your room faster you ought to follow his instructions, so you laid down and pulled the covers up. varka took the fabric around you and tucked you in nice and tight, then kneeled and placed a nice kiss on your head. " alright my dear, good night, sleep well and remember that no matter what your papa will always love you."

"love you too papa" you smiled back at your father as he stood to exit the room, taking one last look at you as he shut your door.

all you heard after that was a moment of silence followed by maniacal giggling from the closet as lohen stepped out, pushing your obnoxiously frilly, puffy dresses out of the way and adjusting his clothes.

"my my, he really does baby you doesn't he? oh, he is going to absolutely lose his wits when he discovers that his perfect princess has been fooling around with an evil, wicked villain huh?"

you couldn't really fight back at his teasing because you were too afraid to be loud, so you sucked it up and allowed him to continue pestering you with mocking jokes. obviously the two of you could not continue the acts of passion you were engaging in before, but your father being home wouldn’t stop you from cuddling together. in the morning lohen would sneak out through the princess's window and descend her tower, promising to eventually return to slay the beastly, evil dragon holding her captive, her father.

ᘛ ࣭ ⌢ Lohen x Reader

A/N: hi! This is a remake of an old thing i wrote before Lohen's release. I did post it in an old account of mine(that doesn't exist anymore) so if it looks familiar to you that's why. + english is not my first language!

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TAGS: Lohen and darling are childhood friends, backhanded mentions of stalking, insinuation of murder, obsession, somewhat unhealthy relationship/friendship, attachment if you squint a bit (everything is mostly implicit though)

-His wife ditched him and asked for 900k a year,

-He was sexually assaulted which he said kicked him into a deep depression

-He stated that the stunts from the 3rd Mummy movie completely destroyed his body and he was in and out of the hospital for 7 years even having to get surgery to repair his vocal cords.

-He apparently blamed himself for all this which only worsened his depression.

Compare with this image from the GQ article last February:

Proper lighting, professional setting, good angles etc.

Plus

2019 Brendan is still slaying, so btfu

Imagine training with your platoon when a very frantic Mika rushes through the training grounds-with several other soldiers in tow- attempting to explain that your presence is required immediately to assist with a matter of 'utmost importance to the saftey of your fellow soldiers.' Several of the fifth company have been left injured, and a few are still missing. By the Grandmasters orders, you are to report to Wolvedom at once.

You try to get some information out of the boy, but he shakes his head and drags you back with him. A few of your soldiers follow suit, refusing to abandon their captain.

"The Grandmaster says you're the only one who can stop this!" The boy hollers as you enter the dense forest. Wolvendom is silent, abnormally so. Not a howl nor prowl in sight, just a young wolf patrolling the perimeter, not letting anyone too close to his pack. He looked like a yipping puppy sitting by the cave entrance.

"Razor protect lupical. No enter." The boy is guarding the cave where several wolves hide away.

"Was it the abyss order?" You ask, readying your weapon. Your men follow shortly after, preparing for battle.

Mika and Razor shake their heads, the latter points to deeper in the woods.

"Bad man set traps. Gaurds fall in, can't climb back out. Some stuck in trees." Razor resumes his position, "lupical got caught. Won't happen again."

You tussle up the boys hair and leave a gaurd to help him keep watch over his pack, resuming your patrol with Mika and the remaining soldiers.

Despite Razors...attempt to describe what has befallen the knights, it's not an easy sight to behold.

Some knights are hanging in the trees by their ankles, some tied up at tree trunks either drunk or complrtrly out of it. Others are helping one another climb out of pits, only to slip in themselves. The ground is cold, covered in slush that makes traversal difficult.

"What happened here- Avk!?" One of your soldiers steps into a trap, being flung into the air and left dangling several feet above the ground. "Captain!"

"Richard! What happened-" another falls into a pit covered in frost and leaf litter. Thankfully, there's nothing sharp of dangerous inside, but it doesn't lessen the pain from his twisted ankle.

"Mika, what the hell happened during today's training?"

"I-I don't know! I just came to tweek a map of Wolvedom and it was just...THIS! I can't even find Keaya, he was supposed to help me incase hillichurls showed up and now he's missing!"

The bushes rustle and footsteps can be heard from not too far away, too heavy to be a wolf and too light to be a machine.

'Frost...traps...'

"Oh God dammit, LOHEN!" You yell into to the tree line, startling the knights. A few drop the soldier they were attempting to pull free from the pit, falling inside along with him.

"Get your ass out here right now or your sleeping on the floor for a month!" You threatened, fully prepared to hold true to your word, and the man knew it.

The rustling stops as the manic 'captain' walks out of the bushes, covered in twigs and what you hoped was his own blood. Despite your threat, he still beamed up at you, practically hopping to your side. Being cute was his only real defense against you, it was a shame you ran out of patience.

"Hunnybunny! Did you come to join the fun~" He asks, pulling you into a hug. Frost still lingered on his finger tips from setting up another trap. Lohen buried his face into your neck, was he excited to see you or hoping you'd pity him if he made himself look 'too cute to hate.'

You yanked at his hair, causing the cheerful man to yelp in pain, this was the only way to drag him back to reality when he got like this. You forced Lohen too look at you, not allowing him a chance to escape. "Fun? What did you do to them!?"

Lohen whinned and attempted to escape your hold, but you weren't about to let him run off like last time. "It was how we trained in Nod-Krai- Ow! Let go, let go! Red card, red card!" He shouted.

You released lohen, maybe you were a tad too rough, but then you heard a soldier falling head first from the trees. "Strange, normally you like this-"

"Not infront of my men." He hisses, rubbing the spot on his head where you tugged. "I'm preparing them the same way we trained against the Wild Hunt, just in case we have to prepare for another attack on Mondstadt. It's not my fault they can't tell what's a trap and what obviously isn't."

You can only gawk at him as he gazes around at his handy work, it did not take long to recover from your 'attack.' "not one managed to escape, well, except for Mika. Short stack here managed to slip away, didn't think he go tattle tell on me." He glared daggers at the boy.

Mika jumped back behind you, you were most certainly gonna have to be the one to reign him in.

'Wonder how long he'll get in Solitary for this one.'

"Although, I could never find Keaya...he just kinda...disappeared. well, he isn't the calvary captain for nothing!" Lohen laughed, enjoying himself and his 'training' far too much.

'The incident reports are gonna be horrible...poor varka....no, poor jean.'

Enough was enough.

Gently, quietly so he wouldn't hear, you snuck up behind lohen as he was marking off which traps were tripped on a shittly drawn map. He hummed a familiar tune while swaying back and forth on his feet. If he had been anyone else, it would've been an adorable sight to behold.

"I'm starting to think he's hiding somewhere I wouldn't expect him to hide...what do you think baby-"

With one quick motion, you jab the side of his neck as hard as you can. He falls to the ground in seconds, unconscious and most likely will be needing a doctor.

"Is he okay!?" Mika shrieks as lohen lays limp on the ground.

"He's still breathing, and besides, he's Varkas problem now." You scoop up your boyfriend, throwing him over your shoulder as you begin the March through back to the forest entrance. Turning back one more time to address the soldiers. "Listen up, all of you. Mika is gonna help me bring back reinforcements, those who are the least injured, I want you to help those stuck in the trees and in the pits. I'll find Noelle to help fill the pits. If ya can't move, you wait for assistance. Understood?"

Several soldiers respond, but mostly in grunts and please to hurry. The fifth company will be out of commission for some time now.

"You'll still be sleeping on the couch when you get out of solitary." You murmur to Lohen. For a moment, it sounds like he is trying to protest, tlbut that could just be him making sounds while he sleeps.

Mika-cautiously- followed behind you, hoping to put as much distance between the twitching lohen and himself. It was a miracle he didn't end up in a tree. As he attempted to avoid the slush covered traps, he ended up stepping on a few of the soldiers. The smart ones buried themselves underneath the pits, very few had been discovered.

"Ow, Mika! Watch were your walking!" A voice hissed from under a pit, still covered in the plants used to hide it.

i hope i did this justice <3 also genuinely i just. give up. my mind keeps thinking of lohen when i get fanfic ideas and i tried to fight it. unfortunately, i lost and this is the result (back to lohen requests) (◞‸◟) (wc 1.7k)

tags: implied age gap (older reader), adventurer! reader, nonchalant x chalant, slightly suggestive at the end?, yandere

As a former Knights of Favonius candidate, you know your way around Dornman Port. Though not an official member, you have correspondence with the knights as a senior adventurer of the Guild. You visit the place daily to cooperate regarding supplies and materials. Every day is the same — item inventory, quality checks, and future logistics planning. Just work, work, and work. Having done this for a long time, it should be second nature to you — and it is.

Well, if not for that… freak.

Lohen, the Vice Captain of the Knights' Fifth Company, is an enigma. You've never talked to the guy personally. Your lives were like night and day — every meeting was just a passing encounter. Maybe you'd brush by him and give a polite nod while doing the odd commission around the city, or maybe you'd pass him by on the way to the supply area. Regardless, neither of you talk much with the other.

And yet, he's always given you the creeps.

Maybe it's the way his blade reflects the glint in his eyes.

Maybe it's the way his lips lift at a specific angle when torturing training fellow knights.

Maybe it's the way his pupils automatically dilate when looking at you.

Either way, your fight-or-flight nerves fire up, sending chills down your spine. It makes your muscles tense up and mind more alert, as if suddenly wary of the surroundings. 

Just like right now.

"I didn't know you were interested in target shooting."

"Good day to you too, Vice Captain. To answer your question, I wasn't. I was just passing by."

love like an ache. lohen x reader

⟡ — synopsis : you’re stuck treating your bratty boyfriend’s injuries because he refuses to go to an actual professional.

notes ⟡ : gender neutral & vice captain of the 3rd company reader (although it isn’t really relevant here), no use of y/n & no capital letters as a stylistic choice, just comfort, descriptions of injuries (to the best of my ability lol), suggestive jokes, established relationship, lohen calls the reader “sugar” “bunny” and “doll”. may be ooc.

notes II ⟡ : rushed this one so i could start the royal au.. sorry...

word count ⟡ : 621

lohen wants u to choke him content | nsfw, fem!reader, pet name used lit once, estab relationship, masochism, short drabble

“c’mon bunny, don’t be shy,” he cooed. “just imagine i’m a big, scary monster.”

lohen hovered on top of you, his face and body inches from yours. with every sigh of mockery he made, you shuddered from the intensity.

“i—i’m not gonna do that,” you rasped quietly. “choking? lohen, you’re—”

you cut yourself off. of course lohen was crazy. you had no right to act shocked.

he chuckled. every sound he made only felt like a shivering taunt. it’d make your heart bristle every single time.

with those fogged, dazed, red eyes, he stared right into you as he said, “are you scared you’ll hurt me? hah, i’m flattered.”

before you can say anything — process anything, he flipped the two of you in a secure yet winding whirl, making you now nestled on his hips, looking down at him where he was flat on his back.

his cold hands slowly, clinically rubbed up and down along your hips. as if you were just a delicate little thing. a delicate little thing that he just asked to choke him.

“do it,” he said, his voice hoarse and expectant.

you took a deep breath. looking into those bumbling, big, red eyes of his, you couldn’t bring yourself to deny any of his requests. especially when you were on top of him, feeling the faint twitching of his cock beneath you.

your hands found his torso, feeling the outline of him as they languidly traced their way to his neck. and then, once your hands gripped him firmly, and you noticed an excited flare in lohen’s eyes;

ack!

the intense, mind-numbing pressure of your fingertips disturbing his larynx caused lohen to make incessant, curdling sputtering sounds. he slightly jolted himself more flush against you, causing your breath to hitch. you softened your grip for a mere moment.

lohen coughed raggedly. “what’s wrong?” he heaved. “don’t worry, i’m enjoying it,” he purred.

you didn’t need him to say it to know that he was enjoying it. as you squeezed the flesh of him once more, you could feel his dick stirring to life in his pants. and his bulge pressed warmly against your dampened underwear.

shit.

ok.

so.

the thing we first need to get straight about lohen is that man has absolutely no sense of self preservation when it actually matters (probably pre story quest)

he'll walk into monster-infested ruins. Alone. Smiling. Gets stabbed. "...Huh." Pulls the spear out. Keeps fighting.

Medics: "CAN YOU STOP DOING THAT."

"Doing what?"

the 5th company was WORRIED for you when you started dating. because the lohen that THEY know once walked into a morning briefing like

Lohen: "Good news."

Entire company: "...No."

Lohen: "Today's exercise involves surprise attacks."

Entire company: "Please no."

Lohen: "Excellent enthusiasm."

you fell in love with the man who voluntarily exposed himself to concentrated dandelion pollen so he'd stop being allergic and now misses the side effects.

the confession was.. weird.

he tried to give you poisoned flowers and you never knew it was from him

eventually he had to outright say "i'm trying to court you"

When he asked you out, it was somehow even less romantic.

"You make surviving the day more enjoyable."

"...Is that your version of 'I like you?'"

"...Yes."

"...I'll take it."

bro is literally a golden retriever trapped inside a battlefield gremlin

The Knights expected him to become softer after dating. They were... technically correct. Around you. Everyone else? Still a menace.

Five minutes after lovingly holding your hand... He's hiding in a tree waiting to ambush Varka with a net.

Emotional range: 😊 You. 😈 Varka.

he's surprisingly clingy. not dramatically. just.. always touching you somehow. Holds your hand absentmindedly. Hooks a finger through your belt loop if you're walking through crowded streets. Rests his forehead against yours while thinking. Wraps an arm around your shoulders without realizing he's done it. If you're sitting beside him… Congratulations. You're now an armrest.

his love language is "i kept you alive. now kiss me"

brings you food because you forgot to eat.

repairs things before you notice they're broken.

walks on the side closest to traffic.

quietly checks exits every time you enter a building.

memorizes your routine.

Not because he doesn't trust you.

Because he wants to know where to find you if something goes wrong.

If you're injured?

He appears.

Nobody knows where he came from.

You barely finish saying:

"I think I scraped my—"

He's already wrapping the bandage.

absolutely SHAMELESS eye contact

He already studies everyone.

His partner?

Even more.

You look up.

He's looking at you.

"...What?"

"Nothing."

"...Then why are you staring?"

"You smiled."

"..."

"...I wanted to see it again."

He says things like this with complete sincerity. Then goes back to casually sharpening a spear.

he's weirdly domestic. he loves helping with chores and claims it's "efficient"

Ends up making everything into a competition.

"Whoever folds laundry slower washes dishes."

"...Why?"

"Motivation."

Cooking together?

He follows recipes...

Exactly once.

Then starts experimenting.

"...Lohen."

"What?"

"...Why is there Jueyun Chilis from Liyue in the pancakes?"

"...Curiosity."

He trusts you.

Completely.

If you say: "I've got this."

He believes you.

Doesn't jump in unless you actually need help.

But if someone genuinely threatens you?

The smile disappears.

Immediately.

Even the other Knights suddenly become interested in something else.

He doesn't realize half the things he does are romantic.

Casually tucks your hair behind your ear while talking.

Brings you flowers because "they reminded me of your eyes."

Falls asleep with his hand still holding yours.

Remembers every tiny thing you casually mention.

Then acts confused when everyone calls him smooth.

"I just... paid attention."

you eventually learn how ot be immune to his chaos

Everyone else: "WHERE DID LOHEN GO?!"

You: "...Ceiling."

Everyone: "..."

Lohen, upside down in the rafters: "...How'd you know?"

You: "You always hide there."

Lohen: "that's hot."

the 5th comany ships it so hard

his gifts are concerningly thoughtful

Normal people buy jewelry.

Lohen buys:

reinforced gloves

custom daggers

emergency medical kits

waterproof cloaks

specialized camping equipment

Then one day...

He quietly hands you a tiny carved wooden animal.

"...You made this?"

"Mhm."

"...When?"

"Couldn't sleep."

It's a perfect little carving.

You treasure it forever.

He pretends not to notice.

his pain tolerance is offensive. you asked him to rate his pain. he says 3. his arm is currently broken btw.

lohen usually sleeps like someone who's spent years in the field.

Very lightly.

One weird noise?

Eyes open immediately.

But if you're sleeping against him...

He relaxes.

More deeply than anyone has ever seen.

The Fifth Company notices he actually looks rested now.

One knight whispers:

"...They're good for him."

Another whispers back:

"...Don't tell him that."

varka's favorite hobby is watching you two be accidentally romantic in public.

lohen doesn't always say "i love you constantly". he says it. just differently.

"Tell me when you get back."

"Eat before you leave."

"I've already sharpened your weapon."

"Walk behind me here."

"Take my coat."

"You're tired."

And, perhaps his favorite:

"I've got you."

Matter-of-fact.

Completely unquestionable.

Because if Lohen says he's got you...

Then as far as he's concerned, the whole world would have to get through him first.

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pls help me i'm falling down such a big rabbit hole for this man HAHAH GET IT GET IT RABBIT BECAUSE HIS CONSTELLATION IS

AHHH CONGRATS ON 100 !!!reading ur stuff always puts a smile on my face. excited to see what you'll come up with !!

THANK U!! <3 i honestly wanted to keep this one going for a bit sobs, so im not super happy with the ending bit but! hehe i hope u enjoy nonetheless

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Next to you, there is an incessant tapping.

It thrums against the floor like a frantic melody, fairly quiet but unending in its repetition. Despite how frenzied the sound was, it still remained composed and rhythmic. If you didn't know any better, you'd think it was the beat of a song without lyrics, tapped only to capture the memory of the tune before it is forgotten.

You did, however, know better, and you were also beginning to worry that there would be a hole burned into the polished wooden floors of the Favonius headquarters by the end of this banquet if this irritated fidgeting didn't cease.

"Lohen, hey…" You start, your finger beginning to tap the table in time with his foot, as if you didn't even have to properly think about it before you were following along with the knight's whims. He only hums in response, a vague little sound that you aren't entirely sure was even meant for you.

"Hey, are you listening?"

"Mm-hmm, yep."

The tapping continues, as if you had never spoken to begin with.

"How're you doing over there?"

"Huh… Yeah, yeah."

Your eye twitches minutely, and you're struck with the sudden urge to grab the man by the shoulders and shake him like a rag doll. You don't, of course— because unlike someone else at this event, you have at least an ounce of decorum.

Finally, Lohen laughs. He leans forward, pressing his elbow against the table rather improperly to gaze at you— and finally, the tapping comes to an end. "I'm messing with you. I've been listening."

"Jerk."

"You love it."

You aren't quite able to stop yourself this time, when you reach over and flick him right in the center of his forehead. This, of course, only serves to make him laugh harder.

"Anyway," You're a little exasperated when you finally continue on, much to Lohen's apparent delight. "What're you in such a mood for, huh? You don't tap your foot that much unless you're irritated."

Lohen's expression sours instantly, looking down at the empty plate in front of him. The porcelain is shiny and clean for the event, void of even a singular speck of dust. It must be a big change for someone who has grown so used to eating out in the wild. You wonder if he feels out of place here.

"Hey, don't start, alright?" Lohen's lips press into a thin line, "You know I'd rather be anywhere but here."

"Come on, Its a banquet! Can't you at least be excited to share a meal with your brothers and sisters in arms?"

"Oh please," Lohen huffs, leaning back in his chair with an aura so glum that you could almost imagine a little raincloud hovering up above his head. "This is a political event, not a social one. This is all just for appearances."

You can't help but laugh at his pessimism, and Lohen's eyes dart back over to you at the sound. You've found, recently, that Lohen's attention seems laughably easy to capture the moment your joy seeps out— as if your amusement alone has bewitched him so thoroughly that he can't bear to tear his eyes away from the sight.

"Come on, cheer up," You reach over to playfully knock against Lohen's arm, and all of a sudden he's sitting upright like you've slapped him clean across the face. "I bet half of these guys will be too drunk to walk in two hours tops. Then we can—"

"Sneak out?" Lohen cuts in before you can finish, leaning into your personal bubble as if he belongs there. "Go and spar? Cut up some monsters, maybe?"

Theres a heavy sigh building in your chest before you can do anything to stop it. This guy…

"You know what? Fine. Make it through two hours, and we'll go hunt some monsters."

Somehow, despite the stress you're already feeling because of it, the gleeful smile that breaks across Lohen's face at your agreement makes all of your exasperation worth it.

ouu ur writijng is so beautiful I love it way too much.... I'd do anything to have ur fics engraved on a stone tablet so they could survive the cruelty of time and be memorialized gilgamesh style....

GILGAMESH STYLE IS ACTUALLY CRAZY ANON SHJDFHSDK ;; i hope if any of my works survive its my lohen x reader fics that can be discovered by archeologists hundreds of years in the future,, so they can enjoy the vice captain as much as we do,,, its for the greater good of humanity i think

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It had seemed like a good idea, initially. To stay after hours in the Knights of Favonius headquarters to finish up the last of your paperwork. There was never any harm in being productive, after all.

Lohen, of course, was displeased by the idea— but had decided to hang around your office nonetheless. He'd even started helping with the work after a while, grumbling about wanting to go home while filling out the papers in a way that was most definitely lackluster in the eyes of the Acting Grandmaster. But mediocre work aside, with both of you working, you managed to finish up the backlog of work in only two extra hours!

Unfortunately, in the time frame that the two of you had been cooped up in your office, the weather… had taken a turn for the worse.

Each bolt of lightning creates a boom of thunder that has the building windows rattling in place, an unending torrent of rain pouring down like a curtain right outside the doorway. You and Lohen stand under the building awning now, watching the stone pathways of the city gather more and more water by the second until it looks like Cider Lake has begun to overtake the very streets of Mondstadt.

"You didn't happen to bring an umbrella, did you?" You ask, and Lohen shakes his head.

"Nope. Did you?"

"…No."

"Guess we'll just have to be fast, then."

Huh?

Lohen's casual statement throws you for a loop, but when you turn to look at him, he's already stepping up behind you. Before you can get another word in, you're being casually hauled up into his arms— his hands cradling you like you're something precious despite the flippant way he moves.

And with that, the Vice Captain is darting directly into the deluge. The way he squeezes you against his body initially protects you from the barrage of water, but within seconds you're both drenched.

It's impossible to hear through the hammering of rain against the ground, but with the way he holds you right against his chest, you can feel the way Lohen laughs gleefully, and soon enough you're laughing right along with him despite the frigid rains that pour endlessly from above.

Perhaps staying late to finish work really was a good idea after all.

Either way, it gets his darling out of that mental state (and he gets a kiss from them half the time hehehehe) so it's a win-win situation lmao

Oh he would, he absolutely would 🙂‍↕️🙂‍↕️

It doesn't help that Lohen has mastered the skill of silently sneaking up on someone from behind— so by the time his darling notices that Lohen's not walking alongside them anymore, he's already hovering behind them like a vengeful ghost waiting to drag his lover down to hell with him.

If his darling takes too to notice him, Lohen might get bored and pull something devious: using his cryo vision to chill his breath before blowing said breath against their nape. The way they react never fails to stretch his lips all the way up to the corner of his eyes, watching them with amusement while slowly cornering them until their back hits against the closest flat surface.

“What were you saying, darling? I wasn't listening.”

He puffs another round of cold air against your ear, making sure that you heard him loud and clear. His hair smells like silk flowers and valberries, sweet, floral— the same scent as the shampoo he gave you last week after you complained about yours running out soon. Did he buy the same shampoo to smell like you, or for you to smell like him? That bastard—

Before your head dissolves into its own world again, his lips swiftly pull you back into reality, stealing the breath in your lungs to warm his.

“Mm sorry darling, I still can't quite hear you~ You might have to be a little louder.”

Masterlist

He is the only one he sees the courting, for the rest of the world is just him bein g his ussual gentlemen and chivalry side.

He always listens to you, about anything and everything, he takes pleasure in trying to help you.

He always asks you if you could let him accompany you to your house so he can reassure that you get safe and sound.

When he sees you on the shadows, he always uses his lamp to brig you to light, even when its just to distract you from something or someone.

You always get hypnotized looking at the blue and purple flames and he is more than flattered of it, like you are making him the best compliment ever.

He is a practical man and his definition of love is doing things for the ones he loves, so for courting he is always asking you what you need, doing it on advance or even doing stuff you didn't even know you needed.

He collects flowers you like cause he thinks it would look great of your apartment.

He buys some of your groceries cause you've been complaining about how you hadn't found time to do them.

Also, he takes you to walks into all kind of places in Nod Krai, especially if you aren't from there. he would give you the whole tour.

If you are already from there, he would ask you to acompany him on his lightkeeper duties.

He is also a little cryptic and deep so he always chooses his words to be a message of his profound love for you.

But you don't get it cause he is too deep and cryptic, and he doesn't realize it so he gets a little frustrated about it and complains to Lauma, who always laughs.

Lauma is the best advisor he could get to start being more obivous about his intentions and even though he still isn't clear about it, you start noticing things.

At some point, he realized that his courting didn't go anywhere and it doesn't work anymore.

This is a somehow modern world and he already has showed you up all his heart, if you don't like him, then no courting in Teyvat would change that.

He takes you to a special place, most probably the cemetery and takes you to the top of the light house to look at the night sky.

He would have your favourite flowers, chocolate or whatever gift he knew you would like, cause he always listens to your tastes and knows what you would like for the perfect asking out date.

He doesn't stutter but he made a really long speech about his love for you and with the nerves he cut a lot of stuff while talking, but you didn't know that.

Traveler: Haha,,, actually, it’s ‘will you marry -’

"you've reiterated that you wanted a man who wouldn't prioritize his career over family, and he has confessed that his dream is to become the akademiya's grand sage. continuing to see him would merely expend meaningless energy on your part."

"he dislikes your favorite color and is allergic to cats. your future living arrangements are bleak."

summary: lohen wants you to hit him, but you're a lover, not a fighter. he wracks his mind for a solution to his conundrum, only to settle on the best possible one: if he wants you to roundhouse him into next week, he'll just have to make you mad. themes: established relationship, assistant-librarian!reader, attempt at humor, silly references, playfighting, floor sex, light teasing, insufferable!lohen, inspired by various lohen memes/tumblr postings, they're in love your honor ♡ word count: 3k | ao3 ♡ (one of author's personal favorites)

You really weren’t sure you could follow this tutorial of his.

“So you step back with one foot like this,” Lohen said, tilting his body with the backward movement of his leg. “Then you hold your hands like this. One by your chin, one in front of you. And when you go to throw a punch, you just—.” He pivoted on his right foot, launching the fist by his chin straight forward as his body snapped with the motion.

“Wham! Like that.” He grinned, placing his hand on his hip. “Easy enough, yeah?”