ꉂ ⌗ This heat is KILLING me so here's some kiribaku refreshment. . .
You hated your greedy self.
Maybe if you had been content with just one boyfriend, you wouldn't be in this situation—but who are you kidding, you're not really that bothered by it.
But the huge beefy arms holding you from both sides did not help you with this deadly heat, your boyfriends, refusing to move even if you three were all sweating despite the fan turned on.
"Get off—!" You groaned, squirming against Katsuki's back and accidentally hitting kiri's leg, before giving up and sighing. "It's too hot for this!"
"Then stop flopping everywhere damnit." He grunted, his head craddling your shoulder, completely ignoring your complaints, your tank top long since full of sweat while both of them were shirtless.
"But you're too comfy babe," kiri smiled before hugging you even closer. "Might never let go actually—"
His chest now touching yours and hands caressing your arms, you couldn't deal with the heat and your clingy lover right now. Katsuki not even helping the case as his hands let out tiny sparkles due to his sweat—you could tell he was being carefull with it though.
"Might as well explose me, dying because of the sun isn't any better." You sighed, finally giving up, your tank top now sticking to Eijirou's.
"Hm, no."
At his disappointing answer, you looked back at the redhead—visibly confused when you could see him thinking, the gears in his head turning. "Now what are you thinking about."
"You actually. If you're that bothered by the heat then why not take a cold shower together?" He suggested, not even waiting for an answer before sitting up and pulling your ankles. "To the shower we go princess!"
Both walking to the bathroom with you looked at katsuki standing up and looking for clothes y'all could wear without dying by the heat.
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ꉂ ⌗ Nightdreams of author: Masochist Lohen I see you.
Lohen who LOVES his vampire s/o—her inhumane traits, her highly developed hearing, her teleportation skills—but his favorite would always be her sharp fangs.
The pain they give him when she bites his neck to feed on him—might be the best moment of the day honestly. He'd just sit there, with you perched on his lap, fangs deep in his collarbone while letting out the most adorable whimpers that give you goosegumps—Just... why does he like it that much?
He would definitely pester you to feed on him even when you weren't hungry—not allowing you to drink those disgusting blood packets you always complain about, he told you multiples times that he wouldn't mind if you called him while he was working just to satisfy you—letting you nibble on him while he trained the poor disturbed knights—who couldn't focus so he just told you to crash his office instead.
"Thought you wanted blood bun—t-take lot more than that then w-will ya." While pushing your head deeper in his neck. "Yeah, just like that."
im on my KNEES i need more cute stupid stupid cute stupid cute cute stalker lohen...
ꉂ ⌗ Something about clueless devoted Lohen with a mischievous Reader irks me the right way . . .
Wc: a lot more than it was supposed to be.
Cute idiot Lohen who keeps falling for your tactics again and again—but you don't think he'd care that much anyway, he loves you—and your wicked brain.
Stalker!Lohen who seemed to bring you anything and everything you looked at inside the shop windows—shopping bags randomly appearing on your bedside table when you woke up in the morning. So, who would you be if you didn't take advantage of that? Looking at more and more expensive trinkets—because you already know he's in the same street as you are—and noting them down before sticking the sticky notes on your closet—knowing that he'd eventually see them.
You're so kind you even let him pay for your food bills, leaving the table ever once in a while just to come back to pay but the waitress telling you that it was already done.
And by the way, you're sure that reading your to-do list for tomorrow and taking care of it shouldn't bother him that much, right? He loves you anyway.
Of course, you'd pay him back so he wouldn't get bored of you. Posing infront of your mirror—that you know very well has camera in it. Asking him which one you should wear for an event tomorrow—it was the first time you gave him a hint(?) that you knew about him, even though you're sure he wasn't trying to hide it, but who cares because you woke up with a 'the blue one looks pretty bun :)' note, some matching necklaces and bracelet beside it as you smirked. So predictable.
From that day, you and stalker!Lohen weren't strangers anymore but more like a long distance unofficial relationship, it was fun having him do things for you but you really wanted to see what he looked like.
So you thought about a plan.
The sun had long since set, the cold night wind entered through your open bedroom window—at this hour, the streets were almost empty and the night guards were already in position, however, it's never too late for Lohen to come and see you, his pretty bunny.
He liked visiting during the night, because not only because you look so at peace in your slumber—but also because you wouldn't know who he was, for no reason in particular, he just wanted you to look for him, for who he was.
While quietly going down the window, his eyes would first settle on your sleeping form, his smile warm and genuine. "As adorable as ever, bunny," he would whisper, pushing a strand aside before turning back to look at your room.
From the mirror he thought he oh-so-subtly placed a camera in, to the notes you still left for him—that he made sure to check before leaving, then they stopped on a rabbit plushie—that he knows he did not gift you.
Frowning he stepped toward it before picking it up, examining it closely and gripping it tight. "You have 'nother secret admirer bun? Thought I was your only one hm—" his disappointed mumbles got cut off as the rabbit bunny suddenly started speaking—in an all too familiar voice.
"* inaudible sounds*—hm, hiiii! How have you been little stalker? I've hoped that we meet someday, you know⸺" lohen's eyes widenned when he realized that you left a message for him, he could practically see your cute little pout while recording this part. " *inaudible sounds* knew about you for sooo lonng and you never showed up, you're so mean! But it's fine, as your 'lover' I'll let it go⸺" he lost his composure as soon as he regained it, your voice was so captivating, the effect he had left a trail of proof from his red cheeks to somewhere down there hardening. "But, I'd like it if we could meet y'know? So instead of listening to my voice and getting flustered by it—you little pervert— you should cuddle with me tonight, hm?⸺" and just like that, your voice recording ended, instead replaced by the soothing sounds of the crickets outside and the rumbles of your fan.
After regaining his senses, Lohen had a smug look on his face, putting the rabbit back in its place before looking at you and crossing his arms. "Replacing the plushie's voice box with your voice knowing that I'd get flustered—who is the pervert between us bun." He muttered with a smirk before shrugging. "Whatever, I don't need to hide now so I thank your twisted mind."
Everything was going according to your plan, him coming in your room, finding the rabbit and listening to it—and now, you had him laying beside you on your bed, his arms around you as you poked his cheeks. Just how Lucky were you that your lovely stalker was none other that the Vice-captain of the fifth company himself—he really had one of the prettiest face in Mondstadt.
"Checking me out this early and you claim that I'm the pervert?" Lohen suddenly spoke, halting your poking as he brought your hands to his lips and placing a kiss on your knuckles. "You look even more pretty in the morning bun."
"Well good morning stalker!" You beamed, arms lazily resting on his shoulder as your head cradled his chest, eyes looking up at him with mischief. "Or is it vice-captain?"
"How about calling me by a loving petname bun, you were so mean for leading me on y'know that?" He brought his forehead to yours, smiling at your giggling face. "Should change your nickname, a bunny can't be this mischievous."
"Dun know what you're talking about," sat up, hands going through your disheveled hair—and Lohen somehow still found that part of you adorable because why is he looking at you like that. "Would've told you to make breakfast but since my stalker is a oh-so-important figure, his pretty girlfriend will just have to do it for him, hm?"
"Ooh, will I be the one getting spoiled this time?" He raised an eyebrow before sitting up himself.
"Don't get used to it."
"Then I guess that it'll be a shame if I don't enjoy every moment of it bun, let me help you."
And so began you guys's first morning—as an official couple.
Shame(?) darling, the long awaited moment happened, the stalker got to you. You lose the game . . .
I need dedicated cute idiot stalker Lohen RIGHT NOW. It's healthy for ur mental health AND lowers your cortisol ✅
we all need him stalking us frfr, door wide open AND dinner on the table so he can eat while watching us discreetly, even though we already know he's here staring at our drooling selves.
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ⓘ Cooked a five star michelin meal—but oops, they're on a diet and can't eat it. . .
⌗Genshin men x fem!reader ¡
01 . WAIT—THEY WERE ON A DIET?
These ones will take it seriously at first, not getting distracted while passing by restaurants, not letting people's murmurs about some roasted honey chicken or gateau debord get to them, and even telling you that they were cutting so they wouldn't come home to a whole table full of things they couldn't give in.
But they would fold right away when you prepare the most delicious looking meal ever, jaw dropping desserts accompanied with their favorite drinks before watching your face deflate when you remember that they said they were on a diet.
They didn't have the heart to let your efforts go to waste, you would feel bad that they gave in just for you—but also glad so the food doesn't go to waste.
Honestly—even if their self-control around you isn't that great—they'd eat whatever you cook them. So they see it as an opportunity actually.
"My girlfriend cooked me a buffet, I couldn't let her work go to waste." Seemed like an excellent excuse.
They'd tell you about it and you'd be so confused. Why are they on a diet when they're already toned and handsome as fu—? Surely it couldn't be because someone put bullshit in their head, no, it couldn't be. Yet, you made it your goal to make them give up because you thought that was the exact reason of why they were even doing it in the first place.
Dishes from every nation, cultural meals, family specialties was presented on the dinner table—yet, they still wouldn't let it go. Eating the one with less calories than the others before requesting you to donate the food to people in difficulties—which was a good idea from them, but you were still very determined.
Eventually, you were the one that gave up and ended up begging them to just stop. Going on a full yap about how 'they shouldn't let people's comments get to their head' before getting cut off by their laughing— "So that's what you were planning this whole time." Followed by a "Sorry for the misunderstanding, I'll quit it." And finally, you could put your apron down with your mind at ease.
They would eat just because they don't want someone else to taste your food.
Call him egoïstic, he judt loved his wife's cooking more than his friends—sharing is caring, they don't care.
Any effort they put while cutting vanished the second you came in their office with their favorite food.
"Oh," they'd say. "I'm cutting."
But then it would be like a switch turned inside of them the second you utter the words "oh alright, I'll just give them to the workers inst—" of course, not being able to finish your sentence before they pull you back and start eating the food.
ⓘ Siri, how to tell my stupid stalker that I know he follows me and want him to just date me already.
⌗Stalker!Lohen x fem!reader !
You doubted your dear vice-captain had that much free time to spend outside bringing you the reports you expected him to return to you.
Surely he wouldn't think that you wouldn't know, right?
How could you not when the many letters he'd slide under your door late at night—loving but creepy at the same time—how could you not know who it was when his handwritting is the same as the reports he gave back to you?
How could you not know when the oh-so-familiar clapping on boots you recognized so well would suddenly start stepping steps behind you? Now, what is he trying to do, you'd say, expecting him to pull tricks on you just like Grandmaster Varka, but instead being surprised by nothing. Even the next day or after, just pure quiet.
And mainly, how could you not when the enemies mentionned in your reports were fast killed when you were in the zone—cry residue and an attack pattern you recognized so well—especially when only Lohen had access to your office?
If he wants to play this game, then sure. It was very fun watching him think that you wouldn't understand the little hints he'd throw.
And you'd make it easy for him too, staying late at night just to open the door for him everytime he would decide to come. Dangerous, but with your killer bunny you were as safe as ever.
"Vice-captain, may I know what you're doing in my room?" You'd say out of nowhere, previously faking to sleep before deciding that you couldn't be ignorant ever.
"Hm? Well because you opened the door for me cap." He would smirk, eyes open as he took in your looks. "I doubt that my ever careful captain would forget to open her door in the middle of the night, no?"
"Right."
"You seem awfully calm, are you not worried I'd hurt you in your sleep?"
"I know that you wouldn't Lohen, you love me too much for that." You'd smile, eyes watching his eyes widen before narrowing.
"And clearly, you love me too much to kick me out at this hour, yes?"
"Well I'd tell you to shut up and come cuddle me because we have work tomorrow but the—"
Suddenly, well not so suddenly, you felt a weight dip beside you on the bed. A toned chest soon coming in contact with yours as his arms circled you. "That eager?"
"Just following your orders cap," the only time he did because you still don't have the reports you asked of him yet.
"Did you atleast close the door?"
"Shhh."
"Lohen, close the damn door."
Atleast, thanks to you for the opened door, the knights didn't have to sigh everytime you and Lohen were talking anymore—two obvious lovebirds with the brain of a peanut.