mona:

she tries to be defiant, but it’s not easy when her voice has such a natural cuteness that makes it hard to take her huffing and pouting seriously. mona has a lot of pride and she can be a little sharp-tongued, so when something feels good, her first instinct is to force down her reactions to spare herself the embarrassment. especially if she was being bratty with you beforehand, she’ll try to double down and pretend like she’s unaffected just so you won’t get the satisfaction of hearing her pretty voice ring out for you. she might even have the nerve to challenge you to do better while inwardly begging that you won’t see through her bluff, because she can only fight back her moans so many times before it all becomes too much. you'll get lots of half-hearted taunts like “is that the b-best you can do?” as your fingers stretch her open little by little or “no, it doesn't—mmph! feel good! i'm not a pervert like you.” when you dip your tongue inside her to scoop up her juices, meanwhile her eyes are rolling back in pure bliss. unfortunately for mona, she gets flustered very easily, so it’s not long before the little hiccups building in her throat take over and she starts trailing off mid-sentence, clamping her lips shut to muffle a high-pitched gasp. there’s nothing more gratifying than seeing her usual eloquence fall apart into incoherent, slurred prattling. poor baby tries so desperately to keep herself together, it’s hard not to feel sorry for her when she’s blushing so furiously and borderline teary-eyed as she trips over her words

once she lets herself go fully into subspace, she is so whiny. she whines when you tease her, she whines when you praise her, she whines when you deny her, and she whines when you give her exactly what she wants. she can’t help it, she’s not used to letting her haughty exterior crumble and she’s definitely not used to being praised and pampered so openly. despite her smart mouth, her voice has an irresistibly sweet quality to it that gets a lot softer and more docile once you’ve broken through her attitude. she stutters out weak protests, mumbles shyly under her breath, and whimpers into her palm, mortified by the noises she’s making and even more mortified when you coo over how pretty she sounds for you. the best way to make mona beg isn’t by overstimulating her, edging her, or even degrading her—it’s by praising her. as much as she seems to hold herself in high regard, she can’t handle when you're the one showering her with compliments. call her good girl and she absolutely keens, completely pliant under your hands. it’ll leave her covering her burning face and whining for you to please, please stop humiliating her. she might even start to cry and sniffle a bit when she’s really overwhelmed, which she’ll vehemently deny afterwards.

sethos:

so energetic and passionate. sethos is as earnest as a puppy with you and he never feels the need to hide how good he feels, even if it is a little embarrassing when he hears himself making the filthiest noises for your satisfaction; knowing that you enjoy how vocal he is is enough to keep him from holding back. he's very receptive to your every touch, you never have to guess if he likes something or not because his breath hitches with a needy whine for more before you even have the chance to ask him. sethos has a natural charm that often makes him seem more confident than he actually is, but it’s not so much that he doesn’t have any shame, more so that his need to please you overpowers it. he flirts in an endearing sort of way, tilting his head up at you and and making goofy remarks here and there, maybe even subtly challenging you to make you go harder. but the shaky puffs of laughter he lets out when your lips kiss down his neck reveal how nervous he really is inside. the more worked up he gets, the more his breaths get noticeably quicker until eventually he starts full on panting like a puppy. he has fervent, breathless moans that make it sound like he’s been craving your touch for decades, and his cheery voice cracks often because he talks a lot during sex. it’s partially fucked out chattering that he can’t control, and partially because he just loves to communicate with you. he needs to show you how good he’s feeling and he desperately needs to know what he can do to please you. he asks a lot of questions, and he isn’t afraid to ask for your approval, either. “am i making you feel good? can i touch you, please? am i being a good boy?” are all things he murmurs regularly

when he’s overwhelmed, sethos’ cute habit of repeating words in threes starts to slip out. he sounds a little manic sometimes with how fast and desperate his babbling is as he chants “more, more, more” “please, please, please” “yes, yes, yes” over and over, but that just makes it all the hotter to you. he’s also an absolute dream for doms with praise kinks, because he loves giving compliments just as much as he loves receiving them. whether he’s buried deep inside of you or bound tight with his arms tied behind his back, not allowed to touch, he’s gushing lovesick words to you. he might get a little sappy about it, but he’s so sincere in his affections that it would make even the hardest of doms melt. he rambles breathlessly about how beautiful you are as you pick him apart and moans out high-pitched little “thank you”s even when you’re being mean to him. he never forgets his manners, even on days where his cheeky side makes an appearance. hearing him chirp an innocent “yes ma’am!” when he knows he’s being a brat is enough to make you want to pin him to the bed right there and wreck him. sethos is the type to beg even when he doesn’t know what he’s begging for, just out of pure instinct. especially when nearing his climax, it’s just a nonstop string of whiny pleas, like he’s afraid you might change your mind and stop at any moment.

xilonen:

the definition of sultry. xilonen’s voice is already so soothing without her even having to try, so when she’s blissed out, her moans are nothing short of hypnotizing. they’re buttery smooth and a little on the lower side at first, the same content sounds she makes when stretching in a patch of sunlight. her drowsy hums and raspy breaths scratch the itch in your brain like nothing else can, knowing that you’re the one drawing out reactions like that from the woman who’s typically so cool and collected. she can be a bit of a pillow princess, and with a voice positively dripping in honey like hers, it’s hard to resist pampering her with anything her heart desires. she’ll deny it if you ever bring it to her attention, but she absolutely purrs when she’s really deep in pleasure. reach up to scratch behind her ears as you’re eating her out and she’s a complete goner, her purr grows so loud in her chest that you can feel the vibrations against your tongue. that steady, rumbling sound is every bit as calming as it is seductive, and it adds a delicious shake to her words that flusters her a bit because it’s completely out of her control. she’ll huff and roll her eyes if you try to tease her, all the while her purring only grows louder and louder

sometimes her voice breaks from her lazy, carefree tone into something cuter—almost ditzy. it’s especially noticeable when you touch her somewhere really sensitive. press kisses along her stomach or give her scratches just above her tailbone as you're fucking her and you'll get the most adorable string of sharp whimpers that sound so unlike her usual self. her relaxed demeanor slowly but surely unravels as her climax draws near until eventually, she’s full-on whining for you, all high-pitched and needy, not caring in the slightest that you have her mewling like a kitten. xilonen loves being completely drowned in pleasure until she doesn’t have to think about anything else, the only words on her tongue being “yes”, “more” and your name as her head sinks into the pillows. her only job is to look and sound pretty for you as you make a mess out of her. when she’s close to climaxing, all her words come out in gravely hums and murmurs, making any plea she gives you sound irresistible. it’s far too easy to get drunk on her moans when they’re so effortlessly seductive, so she may be a little bit spoiled.

heizou:

the most perfect blend of cute and hot. heizou’s voice is naturally adorable, always harboring that playful lilt that makes everything he says sound like he’s teasing you. he’s every bit as mischievous in bed, if not more. the only problem is, he can dish it, but he can’t take it. he whispers filthy words into your ear just to rile you up, listing every depraved thing he wants you to do to him all the while sounding unfairly innocent. as soon as you tease him back, though, the mask cracks and his mind goes blank. pin him to the bed, taunting him for being such a slut, and suddenly he can’t do anything but breathe hard and fast like a deer in headlights. he is noisy in bed, so much that you wonder sometimes if he’s exaggerating his reactions on purpose because he knows how wild they make you. lots of high-pitched whimpers and gasps that sometimes even get a little growly, especially if you tug at his hair. his moans are absolutely shameless, loud and spine-tingling and enough to make you clasp a hand over his mouth if you don’t want anyone within a mile radius to hear. heizou’s curious nature never sleeps, so he loves making note of which of his reactions turn you on the most in that sharp little mind of his. his sounds of pleasure are very much real, but so is the satisfaction he feels when he makes himself sound extra pretty for you and he can practically feel your arousal spike in response

heizou is also very prone to giggling during sex, another trait of his that’s as adorable as it is sinful. it’s almost out of his control, the way he laughs giddily into kisses, his moans fade into breathless giggles, and he snickers up at you when you pin him down, just so he can goad you into getting rougher with him. he goes from running his mouth, to hanging it wide open as frantic yelps of apology spill out. if he’s being bratty, he fusses and whines like crazy, grumbling childishly in a way that probably shouldn’t be as endearing as it is. have him give you head to shut him up, and he’s still every bit as vocal. he’s sloppy and messy on purpose, just so all the drool and juices on his tongue can create the filthiest slurping sounds that send chills down your spine. he lets out lots of cute, happy hums and “mm mmm mm”s as he’s giving you head to let you know he’s enjoying every last bit of his “punishment”. even when his mouth his full, he still finds a way to make sure you hear him loud and clear. his voice gets a lot more raw and desperate when he’s close to finishing, he likes to cling on to you so that his boyish moans spill directly into your ear until he comes undone with a choked sob. he can almost sound like he’s close to tears with how intensely he cries out, but it always fades right back into those dazed, uncontrollable giggles to let you know he’s okay.

shenhe:

quiet, but irresistibly sweet. shenhe's noises in bed are like wisps of confectionary that dissolve on your tongue in an instant. her stoic nature, rigorous training, and the effects of her red bindings all result in her not being very expressive, even when you’re stirring feelings inside her that she never knew she could experience. her reactions are gracefully subdued, and if you’re not paying close attention, you may miss them altogether. that just makes every low moan that you do manage to coax out of her all the more satisfying, though. shenhe has an uncharacteristically cute voice, after all, managing to sound so soft and gentle even when the words she’s saying are anything but. her rare expressions of pleasure are pure heaven and the most gratifying reward when everything else about her can be so hard to decode. the changes in her breathing is always the biggest giveaway of your effect on her—those typically controlled breaths morphing into deep, trembling inhales through her nose that spill out into the prettiest, airy sighs. she almost sounds ethereal, like the moment your fingers push inside her, she becomes lost in a dream. if you let her know how much you like to hear her, she’ll try her best to be more vocal for you, but she can only do so much before it becomes forced. sometimes, she’ll whisper out a feather-light “i like that” or “i feel good” to let you know she’s enjoying herself.

most of shenhe’s communication during sex is nonverbal, as she doesn’t see much of a reason for talking when body language is more than enough for her. she commits herself wholeheartedly to you, allowing you to bend her to your will however you see fit without any complaints, whether you’re pleasuring her or using her for your pleasure. just like with her moans, the only time she ever really speaks in bed is when you encourage her to. ask her what feels good, how she wants you to fuck her, how much more she can take, and she’ll respond with complete honesty every time, never mincing her words. her straightforwardness can be dangerous, because it often results in her saying the most sinful things without even intending to. ask her what kind of reward she wants for being good and she’d tell you in the most matter of fact tone that your scent has been driving her crazy for hours and she feels like she might go mad if you don’t let her bury her tongue in you (she always makes sure to add a “please” after learning it’ll earn her praise if she’s polite). when shenhe service tops you or give you head, that’s when she gets a little more vocal than usual. she becomes so adorably concentrated on satisfying you that soft, almost primal little grunts start to bubble up inside her. even her huffing and panting sounds so delicate, you’d never guess how wildly her heart is racing inside.

xiao:

teyvat’s #1 undefeated whimperer. it surprises the both of you to discover not only how vocal xiao is, but how painfully cute the sounds he makes are. though he seems to be on the quieter side, that’s because he can choose whether or not he wants to speak under normal circumstances. in bed, however, his reactions to pleasure are a completely different story. he’s not accustomed to any kind of physical contact that doesn’t involve the claws or blades of an enemy, so you can imagine the effect it has on him when your touch finds the most vulnerable, most sensitive spots on his body. he can’t help it, he’s insanely reactive to every kiss, every teasing flick and pinch to his nipples, every dripping wet bite to his neck. his brain short-circuits over all these foreign sensations and suddenly holding in the tiny mewls and embarrassingly high-pitched moans rising in his throat becomes a lost cause. it doesn’t help that xiao’s incredibly easy to fluster. point out how noisy he’s being and he immediately turns into a red-faced, stammering wreck, hands flying up over his mouth in a desperate attempt to silence himself. somehow, the muffled grunts and cries spilling into his palm manage to sound even more erotic, much to your delight

He laughs lightly and tilts his head back to look up at you, studying the flush of your skin under the amber lamplight and the twinkle of fondness that brightens your eyes. “I am not running any experiments right now,” Albedo reassures. “I’m not forcing work on her. I just wanted to be here.”

You pout, soft and distracted, this minimal movement that he thinks should be drawn and immortalized — that is something he should test, he thinks, what comments and behaviors draw each of your facial expressions out. “Why?”

“I haven’t seen you. I wanted to,” Albedo says it like it’s nothing, but he feels your pulse race. That is a pleasing result. “I will go back on the mountain soon enough. But for now—” he turns where he sits between your knees and presses a kiss right over the fluttery pulse in your wrist. “I am quite happy to be here with you.”

ALICE is a very playful woman, and she delights in crafting experiences, finding comfort in structure. But it takes effort to be as warm and high energy as she is, while managing or creating all that she does. When she’s with you, she sheds some of that responsibility. She is still fun and light, but in a return to youthful spontaneity. Alice also shares her burdens with you, appreciating the way you accept her at both her most energetic, and her most mellow.

“Do you think Klee liked me?” you ask softly, turning to face Alice. Her hand slides up to your waist from where it’d been resting on your hip to gently caress you through your chiffon nightgown. “I think I played along well.”

She smiles at you and nods, just barely. Confirmation of Klee’s tacit approval. “She was utterly taken with you.”

“So she takes after her mother in more than one way,” an allusion to Klee’s looks, an affirmation of Alice’s own beauty — one she clearly catches by the wry lilt to her mouth before she leans closer and presses a gentle kiss to your shoulder.

“Of course she does,” she chuckles. “And she shares my discerning taste.”

A few moments of silence, your hand carding through her face-framing strands and tucking them behind her ear. The steady thrum of her heartbeat as she nestles closer against you.

“You do have to play along better as Dodoco though, I’m afraid. You were, quite remarkably… not a Dodoco.”

You laugh. “I didn’t do very well, did I..?” You know you hadn’t — you couldn’t keep the voices straight, nor could you improvise as well as your lover. “Can I expect to get remedial lessons from the master?”

Alice huffs out an amused breath. “It’ll be necessary, I’m afraid. You have to be a better actor.”

“Mm,” you kiss her, slow and lingering. “Do I at least sell the role of ‘I-love-your-mom-very-much?’”

“That was never a question.”

EULA often uses the idea of vengeance as an excuse to be close with people while upholding the reputation and expectations people have from her last name. With you, she is more openly sincere about simply wanting your company — what is the point of seeking vengeance upon your transgressions when she can, instead, simply delight in the feather-light kisses you press to her cheek, and the delightful turn to the corner of your mouth as you tease her? 

“Eula!” you call excitedly, and she tears her attention from the dandelion seeds blowing through the wind to look at you. “Sara from Good Hunter has a new coffee imported, can we try it?”

She laughs, soft and short. “I do not control your wallet.” But she comes over to you anyways, smiling despite herself when you make a soft whining noise and kiss her cheek. Your pleading eyes will always win her over, round and loving and so full of light. “Alright. We’ll share.”

Your grin is giddy and you skip away to order. Your hands, suspiciously, also clutch a pastry bag tightly when you return to her side.

“Did it speak to you?” She drawls slowly, glancing pointedly at the brown bag as she pulls out your chair before settling next to you.

“Mhm!” you chirp, tilting your head at her. “Will you seek vengeance on the Good Hunter if you like it?” Teasingly, you shield it from her sight with your hand. “You have to promise to spare them.”

Eula locks her pinky with yours when you outstretch. “I will spare everything you love from my vengeance, silly girl. I’ve got a long enough list to get through.”

You smile. “I’ll help you complete it one day. For now, try this!” 

And you push the pastry bag over to her, delight crinkling the corner of your eyes when she shares that she does, in fact, enjoy the taste. Though she finds that the sweetness of your company is what she enjoys the most.

JEAN is busy, and a workaholic on top of her already strict schedule. As tightly strung as she is, she finds you ease her anxieties and allow her to slow down. When she’s with you, she takes the time to admire the beauty around her and breathe it in. She’s even, finally, into the habit of leaving responsibilities on the doorstep when she comes home to you.

“Long day?” you ask, pouring another warm cup of water over her hair. “You’re quiet.”

“Not longer than normal,” Jean sighs happily, letting you do the work to get her hair clean. “I just missed you.”

“Yeah?” you’re pleased by the admission, and even more happy with how she leans into your palm and looks up at you with soft blue eyes, fluttery dark lashes, and a soft smile dancing across her lips. “You look beautiful.”

The pink that blooms on her cheeks is rewarding. “Thank you…” she glances down shyly, and focuses on drawing shapes on the surface of the water, entranced by the ripples. “I think I might take a week off soon. Now that Grand Master Varka is back.”

You stop washing her hair momentarily, studying her expression to find it completely serious. “What would you like to do?”

Jean smiles. “How do you feel about traveling? It’s okay if you want to stay in Mondstadt, too,” she sinks a little lower into the water, letting the warmth soak into her tired muscles. “I just want to spend it with you.”

KAEYA lets the facade fade away when he’s with you. He’s charming, flirtatious and playful. Everyone knows of him, but few get past the quips and jokes and flattery — with you, he’s clingy and far more vulnerable when stripped of all his bravado. It’s far more endearing, though you’d never tell him. The way he wilts when you have somewhere else to be, and the silent undercurrent of please stay a little longer in his kisses and playful jabs makes leaving all the more bitter, and homecomings sweeter.

“And here I thought you forgot about me,” Kaeya muses, pressing a kiss to your hairline and inhaling the scent of your shampoo. He tucked you into him as soon as you came through the doorway, leaving your belongings strewn haphazardly in the foyer — he couldn’t care less about the mess, really, needing you, firm and warm and real, against him and under his chin, legs tangled together on the couch as his hands absently trace shapes on your thigh until goosebumps prickle your skin. “Miss adventurer, too busy to come home, hm?” 

Please come home more.

“I wouldn’t dare,” you soothe, kissing his jaw slowly, smiling against the skin when he shudders. You preen under his heavy and greedy gaze, the firmness of his grasp on you. “Such a handsome man waiting for me back home… I nearly trip over myself in my rush to get back.”

Kaeya laughs softly. “Flatterer.”

“I learned from the best,” you smile up at him, and he gives a pleased little hum before pressing kisses to your cheeks and nose before gently grasping your chin and tilting you up to give him a real kiss. He melts into you, forehead resting on yours when you pull back to breathe. “Mimicry is the sincerest form of flattery, right? What’s the hurry?” — you draw it out like he does, grinning when he looks up at you, disgruntled and disbelieving and so sweet — “we have all day to catch up.”

“We do, but we might as well make up for lost time.”

And then he kisses you, properly, with the hunger of a man who has felt your absence acutely, and for far too long.

LISA is less flirty with you, in a way that confuses strangers the first time they meet you as a couple. But the love in her eyes, gentle way she protects and takes care of you, and comfort she clearly finds in your presence leaves no question as to what you are. While she loves lazy days, she is the type to sacrifice her comfort or days off to do something you’d like, or to pick up slack when you’re busy. 

“You want to go home?” Lisa asks softly, blocking the rowdy chatter of the Knights from you by placing herself between their table and where you sit at the bar. “You look weary, darling.”

“A little,” you admit, sipping your beer. “Just a bit overwhelmed. I think I’d be fine with some fresh air. It’s been so long since we’ve seen everyone.”

It was true, it’d been a long time since the Knights had such a celebration — and you would be shocked that Diluc let them take over the Angel’s Share, but he was a shrewd businessman and fond of the people, even if he disliked the organization itself — and you did not want to say goodbye just yet.

Lisa offers you her hand and helps you off the stool. “Come on, then,” she smiles, and you’re a little entranced by the low light and the way it glimmers in her eyes like jades. Her makeup looks beautiful, you think, and you make a mental note to tell her that. “Let’s get you that air.”

She lets you lean into her and kisses your temple quickly before guiding you outside, hand and hand. You faintly hear a knight cheer, probably from the show of affection, and Lisa laughs softly. “They act so surprised. Shouldn’t it be obvious? A cutie as lovely as you… of course I snatched you right up.”

You smile, a little hazy and warm, and definitely flattered. “You look especially beautiful tonight,” you murmur, caught on the glitter of her eyeshadow. “Like the finest of jewels.”

MONA is a prideful person. She hates to admit when she needs help. Yet, she often asks you for favors — not that she needs your assistance with them. No, Mona likes to ask for small favors or point things out as bids for your attention, rather than from a genuine need. It’s normally something like opening a tightly screwed on lid, or looking at the sky when the stars are particularly beautiful. She seeks for you to entertain and humor her and delights in it when you play along. And, though she won’t admit it, it has made her less prideful over time, because she feels excited about how you will respond instead of feeling ashamed she needs support.

“Look,” Mona points up at the sky. “Your future is in there.”

“Mm, not the water?” you question, but you dutifully follow her direction to look at the twinkling stars and the lonesome cloud that is slowly drifting by.

Mona huffs. “It’s in the water when I’m looking at it. Otherwise, it’s written in the stars.”

You nod and shuffle closer to her, resting your hand on her thigh and barely stifling a smile when she shivers. “And what does it show you? Am I always by your side?”

She hums, and you look at the blush that dusts her nose and across her cheeks. Cute. “Obviously. But we don’t need astrology and hydromancy for that.”

“No?” you brush a strand of hair behind her ear so you can really look at her: how delicate her features are, the flutter of her lashes as she blinks back her shyness, and the small freckles that’ve formed on her skin from how many days you’ve spent together recently, adventuring and soaking in the sun.

“No. But it would be nice for some sign…” you nod to let her know to continue, and she points dramatically at her ring finger.

“I’ll keep that in mind.” You already had it in mind, but she didn’t need to know. It’d be a shame if you or the stars were to spoil your surprise.

VARKA lets himself be selfish with you. He likes to throw aside his ambitions and goals to be a savior, to lessen the burdens of others. His energy spent elsewhere can make him negligent in his attentions back home. But he can’t bear the thought of losing you, and that motivates him to be less self-sacrificing. If he has no energy for himself, there is no Varka for you to love, just Grand Master of the Knights of Favonius. He finds himself asking for more, being clingy, and puffing up all proud when he has your eyes and attention. His focus turns inwards when it lets him build a life with you.

“Pay attention to me,” Varka demands. Really, it’s more of a whine, a pitiful plea for your attention to shift from your art to him.

“Varka,” you sigh, carefully painting on the glaze. “Just give me five minutes, my love.”

He makes a sad sound, and you can imagine what he wants to say, even hear it in his voice — Oh, you can’t spare a second for me? You’re a cruel mistress, angel. I’m dying. I’m suffering. And you won’t spare me a glance! — but he does, to his credit, sit there silently on the couch and wait. His arms may be crossed, and he may have a pout on his face. But he does wait. 

And it is good he does, because the ceramics you were glazing were for Jean, to thank her for everything she does for him (and you had told him quite firmly he would apologize for putting all his work on her when he delivered it, too). And she deserved to be given those gifts without them being half-assed.

“Okay,” you announce after carefully checking the pieces and cleaning off your table. “I’m all yours, you big oaf.”

He grins, outstretching his arms and humming happily when you sink into them. “Finally,” he hums, contented by the way you meld perfectly against his chest. “My pretty girl’s all mine again.”

“I was yours five minutes ago, too,” you deadpan. “You are ridiculous.”

He shrugs. “Who wouldn’t be? Girl like you and you’re not on your knees, begging for a scrap of attention? Something’s gotta be wrong there…”

“Varka.” A warning.

“Alright, fine,” he laughs, all boyish and bright. An acquiescence to stop flustering you for now. “But you will pay attention to me now, right?”

You kiss him to shut him up, in lieu of dignifying the question with words. 

It gets your answer across just as well.

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Reader written with magic in mind - Meaning I dont stick to one sex for any given Reader insert in fics

Shapeshifting characters follow the same line of thought

A wheel is spun that determines it before writing said characters.

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While editing i often unintentionally add on like an extra 1k to things so tags will be added as they end their in progress state.

She/Her used for the Genshin women

All Pronouns used for Reader

Switch!Kokomi

Using a double-ended hydro phallus at a private shallow pool in her secret hideout, she realises she's much too tired to take the lead this time but that doesn't mean she doesn't want to get off - smoozing up to you she convinces you to take the lead leading to a relaxed and pleasurable atmosphere

Reader getting pegged, Water sex [semi-submerged], magical sex toy, Anal [Reader] penetration, vaginal [Kokomi] penetration, tired deep and slow sex

Nicknames used -

Top!DomNingguang and Switch!Top!Beidou

Ningguang uses a strap on and has you stuffed and fucked dumb on your knees, cock trapped in a cage while Beidou has you easting her out during it watcher her lovely wife enjoy making you cock drunk for something so fake

Reader getting pegged, Threesome [F/F/-], Pegging, Anal [Ningguang on Reader] penetration, Cunnilingis [Reader on Beidou], cock cage, The wives wanted a bkytoupy for the night and you very much agreed to getting railed by these women

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Dom!Top!Arlecchino

A new Fontainian fucking machine was put out into the sex market and much to Arlecchinos interest it seems to be just the right fit for her precious pet, you’re her favourite toy to try things like this on. She just hopes you don't collapse so easily as she sees your reaction to its size.

Reader getting pegged, Fuck Machine, Anal [Machine on Reader], Arlecchino is fully clothed and stays as such, Reader is fully naked, Exhibition, implied Size King Reader. cock cage on Reader,

Nicknames used - Pet, Toy

Dom!Top!Mualani

She's rather new to pegging, but she wants to have both you and Kinich prepped for a good night tonight, and with Kinich out for the night, prepping you herself seemed to be the best way until she gets a touch overwhelmed. Kinich comes home to see the sight.

Reader getting pegged, Experimental sex [Mualani trying something new], Anal [Mualani on Reader], Riding [Reader riding Mualani], Strap on, Kinich/Reader/Mualani explicitly stated and he joins in at the end, domdrop for mualani, comfort, emotional sex

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Brat Bottom! Sub!Furina

She wants her first time taking a real cock to be with you, after she shows you she knows what she's doing that is- never one to be upstaged [partially due to her fear of dissapointing you] by any of your other suitors, she pulls out all the stops shes learnt the last 500 years alone.

Reader with a cock, Female masturbation, Fingering, First time, Backtalk [Furina tries to show off but is humbled], Vaginal penetration, premature ejaculation, [Small] tit play, humiliation [Reader doesn't do the humiliation, she's embarrassed for coming early and its turning her on more] Dacryphilia [the same as previous], toys, lingerie

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Pillow Princess!Sub!Mizuki

A pleasant dream and an even better feeling being woken up to, oh how she loves how full you make her feel, as you know, a hungry baku is almost never satisfied after one taste of the divine ambrosia that you seem to naturally secrete

Reader with a cock, Somniphilia [Mizuki is asleep for the first half], Succubus like powers [Mizuki], Sex pollen, Vaginal [Mizuki] penetration, drooly Mizuki, squirting [Mizuki]

Nicknames used - My daydream

Dom!Bottom!Xilonen

She just wants a nice pretty cock to sit on while she works, and having you around makes it all the more better - she only wishes she put a gag on you when she sat down

Reader with a cock, Cockwarming [Xilonen on Reader], Heavy teasing [Xilonen on Reader], Kind of mean, dismissive Xilonen, but it's because she's focusing on work, gag mention, she uses her underwear instead

Nicknames used -

Bottom!Sub!Varesa

She admits, as a Hu-cow- she is subject to a few embarrassing traits. But finally she has her mate, she has you! oh please wont you help her get through this heat?

Reader with a cock, Heat, explicit enthusiastic consent, Varesa is cockdrunk even before the Heat took over, Hu-cow, Tit play, Lactation, Breeding, its not alpha/omega but im re reading what i have and theres hints of that dynamic coming through.

Nicknames used -

Switch! Sub! Mona

Water tentacles for her and your pleasure, but there's a slight malfunction with her magic manipulation because she got a touch too into it...

Reader with a pussy [penetration], Magical appendages, water tentacles, Sexy malfunction, restrained, overstimulation, wet/water sex kind of [they're not submerged], angry sex [but not at you, shes fustrated her hydromancy has betrayed her and unintentionally gets rougher with you]

Nicknames used -

Switch!Xianyun

As a master adeptus, the human form is an easy thing to manipulate. So as a new experiment she asks you to help her acclimate to an extra appendage she wishes to experience after such a long time without it.

Reader with a pussy [penetration], Vaginal [Xianyun on Reader] penetration, nervous sex, Handjob [on Xianyun] turned to Blowjob, Xianyun has a cock [Shapeshifting], she struggles to get it up [old women troubles she fears], reassurance

Nicknames used -

Top! Dom!Nefer

She's needed someone durable to test try the newest batch of sponsored toys, thankfully you've arrived at just the right time, she has three new products for you to trial; Bubu Pharmacies natural aphrodisiacs. Elementless - A vibrator made by an unnamed Snezhnayan based manufacturer, and her own creation: Mind jack- A hypnosis device to sink your partner into their most sensitive state

Reader with a pussy [penetration], Aphrodisiacs, Vibrator, Hypnosis, Mind control, Experimental sex, brief Fingering [Dangerous, her nails are not filed down, you whine about it], Vibrator penetration [on Reader], Baizhu and Pantalone mentioned not featured

Nicknames used -

Top!Yae and Switch!Ei

Yae has you tied back and all to her after a gruelling while of being kind, letting her companions have you first, but she better hurry before Ei gets too impatient waiting for her to ‘freshen up’

Reader with a pussy [penetration], Tied up, Threesome [F/-/F], Ei gets restless and fucks you without permission from Yae, Yae is leading the scene, Failed scenario play, Rimjob [Yae on Ei], Anal [Ei] fingering, Tribbing

Nicknames used -

Switch!Lauma

She knows full well she can get off by just playing with her tits alone, and shes’ rather embarrassed by it. You offer to let her try to get you to that level too to show her you're just as affected by the sensations

Reader has non specified. Tit play [Both], nipple play, no penetration, dry humping, Titty sucking, spit

Nicknames used -

Top! Dom!Chiori - This will take some time to complete

A model for her new line of lingerie and an excuse to have you model some decent sets for her public line, which leads to the request of the suitors asking for custom commissions for their shared Lover to be dressed in some interesting sets. Chiori accespts these commissions, but the images she sends them to show off the sets are all taken after shes done you herself.

Reader has non specified or magically changes/all of the above. No penetration, Lingerie, Vibrating panties, some sets are for tits, some for a pussy, some for dicks and some are gender neutral so it switches between all. Kamera, provocative images [I'll be drawing different characters outfits, but as lingerie, sets will be a range of the following]

Midnight Unlined Babydoll and Pastel framed Babydoll

Underwire Pushup Bodysuit

Bridal Ivory

Suspender sets

Camisole

Corset

Slip

Robes

Give me a character and one of the above for a prompt - this will also determine who will be the featured

Nicknames used -

Top! Dom!Mauvika

A heated exchange at the Stadium leads to you and her rutting against each other hidden behind her throne and atop of her bike- she's so hot, and the bike is so big, digging right against your core, she has to keep your mouth clamped to keep you from alerting people to what's happening

No penetration, Exhibition, Semi-public sex, dry humping, Car sex kind of [She turns the bike on- it vibrates AND covers what noises escape aside from her own ears], Mauvika covers your mouth to keep you quiet, Giggly sex

Nicknames used -

Switch!Nilou

Her love for exploring dancing extends to wanting to try lap dancing, not having a partner before this period however restricts her creative liberty, with you here with her now, she's not letting the opportunity go and is more than please when you get up to join her

No penetration, sensual moment, lap dance, learning new skills, very intimate, grinding, heavy petting, you show nilou how to shake ass

Nicknames used -

Top! Dom!Yelan

She appreciates the fact you'd like to explore Shibari with her, while she herself is not a fan of romance - she does adore her dynamics. she trusts you with her life, and to have you trust her with yours? it gives her an even better feeling than that of ‘love’

Shibari, fingering [anal], light choking, BDSM, pain play, testing the boundaries, and measuring how far you want to go in future sessions, exploration, prep

Nicknames used -

Top! Dom!Anastasia [Tsaritsa]

Oh, she knows your tiny little body can't take her so quickly. It will take much longer for you to regulate her temperature itself, let alone any form of penetration, but that's fine. Love endures - for you, she would wait until the world was born anew if it meant your comfort. Instead, she'll let you explore her and guide you on how to please a fae of high standards.

Certain Harbingers may be present

No penetration, exploration, groping, heavy petting, heavy on the cuddling, temperature [cold] play, and tolerance building, size kink [Shes a very tall woman - like that vampire lady]

Nicknames used - The Guide, Luybimaya

I just wanted to add some more women into the Genshin x Reader ecosystem. Feel free to use any of these ideas yourself if you're struggling for them and wanna write them too, i love reading the same tropes, same characters, from different authors so i dont mind if these get yoinked tbh.

[ Ei ]

Despite Ei's status as a chronically online hikkikomori of sorts, she believed herself to be above lust. A weakness of the flesh, as she deemed it. Neither clickbait-y ads nor those saucy manga volumes the Yae Publishing House dropped in her mailbox could spark even the tiniest flame within her rigid being. Her stance remained unfaltering even as her limited circle of friends chatted about relationships and flings and all things romantic. At least half of these could be attributed to Miko, who'd spare no details about her steamy one-night stand that inspired that one scene in her most recent novel.

During a night like many others, as the clock ticked somewhere between 3 and 3.30 am, Ei found herself lying wide awake in bed once more, scrolling mindlessly through reels with nothing but an empty bowl of noodles and an overdue assignment for company. A buff oni flexing his muscles ("not interested"), another one of Thoma's onigiri recipes ("how many ways are there to cook onigiri anyway?"), a 5-star review of Pretty Please, Kitsune Guuji? ("we get it, Miko"), a clip from the Shikanoin crime podcast ("huh... sounds grotesque"), a pretty girl trying on her new pair of lacy lingerie- wait, what?

Ei had to do a double-take. She scrolled back up to confirm. And sure enough, there you were, in all of your semi-clothed glory, rambling about the pair of pink lingerie that had been sent to you as a gift from Chioriya Boutique, effortlessly rocking the breezy garments and showing off all of your curves.

Ei let the 30-second video replay over and over again with her mouth agape and your figure reflected in her wide eyes. The comments summarized only a fraction of her thoughts.

🎇Yoiyoiyoimiya🎆: AHHHHHHH YOU LOOK SO PRETTY 😭😭😭

Chioriya_Boutique: It looks wonderful on you, dear 💗 It's been a pleasure collaborating with you.

🥀Rosa🥀: Beautiful. Love your neck.

A quick look at your profile gave Ei all the material she needed. Video after video of you presenting different types of lingerie, clips zooming in on your chest and waist, hoards of comments thirsting after you... yup, she had found a new hyperfixation.

First, she dropped a heart on every reel of yours. Then, she followed every fanpage created in your name. And it soon escalated into her worming her way into your DMs. Being in such high demand, however, meant you couldn't be bothered to check every single message that came your way. So, entire paragraphs of raw need flew right over your head.

To Ei, you were unreachable. The patron saint of desire, with your icon placed just out of her reach. You never paid much attention to the small army of desperate admirers you had gathered. Instead, you proved quite the go-getter, gaze fixed on the next sponsor or business deal that would put bread on the table and money in the bank.

In a manic fit obsession, Ei arranged for a meeting with a middleman of sorts. Some shady merchant from Sumeru who claimed she could forge business permits and ID cards. Because if she couldn't have you, she could at least get you to wear the type of lingerie you donned in her fantasies.

She even had her opening line memorized for that fateful email.

"Dear Y/N, we hope this email finds you in good health. We want to promote our new line of Inazuman-inspired undergarments and we believe you'd make a fine model. Would you be interested in trying on some of the garments for free? Sincerely, Narukami Boutique."

And if that didn't work? Well... maybe she'd finally give Pretty Please, Kitsune Guuji? a chance. Perhaps Miko was onto something.

[ Hu Tao ]

In-between posting advertisements for Wanshung Funeral Parlour (that included more sparkling skulls than one would deem appropriate for such a morose topic), Hu Tao would switch to her incognito profile and spread chaos all around.

From telling creepypasta stories to impressionable kids in virtual worlds and rickrolling unsuspecting users to posting blatant misinfornation and ragebaiting whoever came her way, she'd be jumping from site to site, leaving nothing but carnage behind her.

One particularly uneventful evening, she hopped on her usual live streaming website and tapped on the first stream in the recommendations tab, fully intending to break her previous record of getting banned in under ten minutes. An abnormally long loading screen later, Hu Tao's eyes were graced with the sight of you unfastening the ribbons of your silky robe to reveal the lacework material beneath. Donations were pouring in and the chat was a chaotic mix of hearts and sweating emojis.

Barron_Bunny_🐰: STOPPPP YOU LOOK SO GOOD 😭😭😭

Muahahahalani🦈: OMGGGGG 🤯🤯🤯🥵🥵

Desert_Lioness: Damnnnn girl

Dahlia_444: Yall need Barbatos

L🌸n_Y🌸n: You look very pretty, dearest ^^

You’d ramble about random stuff and make small talk with several viewers, all while wearing the scandalous fabric like a second skin. Hu Tao spent her evening shamelessly drooling over you, fingers seemingly numb and unable to type a single word. And by the time the stream was over, she went straight for your socials.

She played it cool at first, which by her definition included sending you coupons for her services and asking for your blood type. Unsurprisingly, you blocked her in the face. But this only served as further motivation for her.

Many sleepless nights and alternate accounts later, Hu Tao had overloaded your DMs with myriads of odd questions, date plans, crude sketches of the two of you cuddling in a coffin, unnerving smiley faces and horror movie quotes. She had meticulously formed a trail of breadcrumbs, just to make sure you knew all those accounts led back to the very same person.

Hu Tao expected a lot of reactions from you. Callout posts, confused responses but most hopefully of them all, the slightest confirmation that you were willing to give her the time of day.

And she did get a response from you.

Kind of.

Not really.

Well, a restraining order had to count for something!

Hu Tao wasn’t hurt by you indirectly telling her to stay away from you, no. Yanfei would surely find a way to deal with that. What stung was the fact that you barely acknowledged her. Not in your weekend streams, not in your lighthearted status updates and certainly not in your private chats.

While her grieving clients were whining about the delayed funerals and Mr Zhongli was stressing out over a sudden drop in customer satisfaction, Hu Tao would take a step back and reflect. On the shiny surface of a freshly polished wooden casket. As she thought about which horror movie dynamic fit the two of you best.

[ Xianyun ]

If the phrase "chronically offline" was a person, Xianyun's photo would accompany its etymology in every vocabulary. She required Keqing's assistance in creating an email, had to consult Ganyu whenever a single word of slang landed on her radar and had zero interest in all things digital.

And she was planning on keeping it that way until one fateful evening, Ningguang briefly showed her a video of you trying on a turquoise gown. And while she only meant to ask for Xianyn’s opinion on the dress, the Adepti’s eyes were instead glued on you.

Xianyun asked to see the video time and time again, making everyone else worry about her eyesight potentially worsening. But all she needed was one more look at your delicate shoulders, the curve of your neck, the slope of your spine.

In all her infinite ancient wisdom, Xianyun finally used her device for a non-work-related purpose.

How to find girl

Girl with tortoise gown

Ask ethereal girl out how

And that purpose was to satiate her unhealthy crush.

After lots of trial and tribulation, Xianyun managed to track you down. You were an independent model, collaborating with big-shot brands to promote their fashion lines. Your catalogue of outfits mostly included designer dresses and sparkling jewellery, though the occasional scandalous bikini did not go unnoticed or unappreciated.

Being inexperienced in the digital world and overall quite old-fashioned in her ways, Xianyun settled for sending you a formally-worded email to ask you out to dinner. Much to her struggles with copying and pasting, the email was received by some very confused guy instead.

No matter. Handwritten letters were always the most reliable option anyway. Rose-scented paper adorned with cursive handwriting and topped off with a custom made wax seal was the final product. Her most beautiful dove was due to bring the letter to you but to her dismay, her messenger accidentally dropped it into Liyue Harbour.

Thoroughly irritated, Xianyun’s waning patience and blurry judgement made her approach you directly. She wormed her way in your DMs and began typing out a painfully long and heart-clenching love confession. But her eyesight was so thoroughly clouded with hearts that she neglected to run a final check before hitting “send”.

For three days and three nights, Xianyun had been pacing up and down her office, nervously awaiting your response. And when the notification finally popped up, icicles pierced her heart. Your reply of polite confusion made her scroll up and realize her grave mistake.

Firstly, she had used her professional workplace account, not the personal one Keqing had helped her create. And secondly, at the last possible moment, she had accidentally replaced the entire block of text with a draft of an email she had left rotting in her clipboard for ages.

That was all the ammunition Xianyun needed to foresake modern technology once again. In a desperate attempt to save face, she blocked you, deleted her account and vanished from the internet once and for all. And though your nymphic form never fully dissipated from her thoughts, everyone knew better than to bring up Mrs Xianyun’s embarassing attempt at asking out her crush.

[ Mona ]

Did Mona hate her job at that magazine firm? Absolutely. Was she wasting her life editing risquè covers instead of pursuing astrology full-time like she always dreamed of? Without a doubt. But when she was emailed a batch of photos of the modeling industry's new favourite darling, she faltered.

At first, Mona told herself it was nothing more than curiosity. She punched your name in the search tab and a whole new world opened itself up to her. Edits of you strutting down the catwalk in elaborate gowns, clips of you doing innocent everyday tasks- such as emptying the dishwasher or dusting the shelves- in nothing but lingerie, blurry photos of you in playboy bunny outfits and maid costumes...

It was scandalous and shamelessly pandering at times, but Mona couldn't help it. Not after a digital angel had revealed herself to her so gracefully.

She came up with about seven different covers featuring you. Only one was released to the public, the rest were secured in her personal folder. Cropped photos of you in all sorts of poses with bold letters framing you:

Y/N - Future Miss Teyvat?

Created by the Archons or descended from Celestia?

The face of beauty, the soul of the modeling industry

When she found herself looking up your birthday to determine your horoscope, Mona knew she was down bad. The compatibility tests and soulmate quizzes that followed weren't doing her any favours either. And soon enough, she was using her graphic designer skills to photoshop the two of you together as a couple.

Yearning for you had become just another part of her mundane everyday life. But Mona knew she couldn’t let your ethereal figure disappear amidst the gray mass of paper clips and emails. So, she finally put her astrology skills to use.

Every night, she’d carry out a complex ritual, all for the sake of sending cryptic messages to you in the form of dreams. Brief flashes of the two of you on dates, lingering touches and the occasional spicy dream. Mona made sure you’d remember her face, hoping you’d grow curious enough to seek her out by replying to her seemingly innocent DMs - nevermind that they had gotten buried with all the other ones sent by your adoring fans.

Weeks of that tedious routine had passed by to no avail. You hadn’t given the slightest response to her dubious affections and it was starting to get to Mona. Seems like rose-coloured dreams wouldn’t cut it. So, Mona resorted to nightmares.

The night terrors she had conjured up were relatively mild, yet creepy enough to give you that much-needed push. And to her absolute shock, the result was the exact opposite of what she had been praying for.

You made a post announcing that you’d be taking a break to get yourself together. You mentioned something about frequent nightmares that led to you developing insomnia. And while most of your followers were wishing you well, Mona could only bang her head against the wall.

Though irritated and bitter, she had concluded that using hexes on her crush was ineffective. She got back to editing magazine covers of you, hoping you’d consider that a pleasant surprise upon returning from your mental health vacation.

ʚ✦ round nails, keeps them nicely trimmed but sometimes forgets to due to research and art commissions

ʚ✦ I think he'd keep it plain but he wouldn't mind walking around w colorfully decorated nails <- Klee's work of art

ʚ✦ wouldn't mind letting you paint his nails (would try to guide you a bit too)

ʚ✦ would much prefer to paint your nails <- he enjoys it too much sometimes (occasionally puts a subtle trademark somewhere on your nails)

ʚ✦ slightly smaller left pinky like you wouldn't even notice it unless you look VERY closely

ʚ✦ callused fingers

ʚ✦ firm palms + a fair amount of lines

ʚ✦ has a small beauty mark on his right palm and ring finger (hearts in my eyes)

ʚ✦ I don't see him wearing a lot of hand jewelry for practicality reasons but I think he'd wear (usually light silver) rings once in a while

ʚ✦ cracks every single joint in his hands while thinking or when he's been staying in one position for quite a bit

ʚ✦ hands are surprisingly cold compared to most

➝ KAZUHA

ʚ✦ tan and veiny hands Kazuha.. yeah 🌹🌹

ʚ✦ fingers are a lil longer than the palms (middle finger: 3.5 inches , palm: 3.2 inches idk 🤷‍♀️)

ʚ✦ almond shaped nails, trims them regularly

ʚ✦ keeps them plain unless you wanna paint them

ʚ✦ thin, callused fingers

ʚ✦ firm fingertips from playing the bass a lot

ʚ✦ squareish palms

ʚ✦ palms are firm + full of lines

ʚ✦ has a few small scars from playing with cats a lot

ʚ✦ doesn't wear too many rings but I feel like he'd wear a couple of bracelets he got from his travels (leather, braided, beaded <- you match w him 🫶 basically stuff that are handmade)

ʚ✦ pretty flexible hands 👍

ʚ✦ hands are really warm like it feels like he just held a bowl of freshly made soup

ʚ✦ tiny maple leaf tattoo on the center of the right palm

ʚ✦ sometimes has ink marks or a few writings on his palms (reminders, a word he doesn't wanna forget, etc.)

ʚ✦ small birthmark on the back of his wrist

➝ MONA

ʚ✦ small youthful hands, delicate knuckles

ʚ✦ palms are a teeenyyyy bit longer than fingers (middle finger: 3 inches , palm: 3.2 inches)

ʚ✦ nails are squareish, keeps them just a bit long

ʚ✦ forgets to trim them sometimes

ʚ✦ paints it a nice shade of dark purple or blue every now and then, occasionally rose red (she lets you pick sometimes)

ʚ✦ would decorate her nails w gold charms and stars once in a while

ʚ✦ I feel like she'd like picking your nail design but is a bit picky(?) when it comes to you picking for her ("the gold isn't the same shade", "THAT red with this dress??", "...are you sure")

ʚ✦ has def tried to diy those very detailed nail designs

ʚ✦ fingers appears to kinda have four sides

ʚ✦ LOTS of moles (a small one on her palm, one near the wrist, on her right index finger, etc.)

ʚ✦ the type to have a detailed star tattoo somewhere on her hands I think 🤔🤔

ʚ✦ firm palms, not too many lines

ʚ✦ def wears lots of hand jewelry (usually gold bangles and intricately designed rings)

ʚ✦ hands feel a bit warmer than most

ʚ✦ uses hand lotion when she can (nabbing some from you or a friend 💪)

➝ ROSARIA

ʚ✦ surprisingly big hands, long palm (3.7 inches) and even longer fingers (4.2 inches)

ʚ✦ round nails, keeps them long

ʚ✦ regularly paints it black but silver, dark red, and sometimes pink is also nice

ʚ✦ decorates them w silver charms sometimes

ʚ✦ likes keeping her nails long and sharp but would occasionally keep them short for a few months before going back to the usual

ʚ✦ usually goes to a nail tech or is a part time nail tech 🤷‍♀️🤷‍♀️

ʚ✦ would let you do her nails if you offered to

ʚ✦ offers to do your nails if you're going for a detailed design

ʚ✦ hands are a bit boney and veiny

ʚ✦ palm is a lil flat compared to most, not a lot of lines

ʚ✦ def wears a ton of hand jewelry (chrome hearts rings n bracelets, black leather bracelets, armour rings, etc. there are hearts in my eyes again btw)

ʚ✦ small rose tattoo on one of her knuckles

ʚ✦ has considered getting hand dermals or corset piercings below the wrist at one point

ʚ✦ her hands are surprisingly warm to hold

➝ WANDERER

ʚ✦ slender hands, a bit boney

ʚ✦ fingers are shorter than his palms (middle finger: 3.6 inches tall , palm: 3.8)

ʚ✦ nails are round and kept short

ʚ✦ prefers to keep them plain but black does suit him

ʚ✦ while it does take some convincing, he lets you try out other styles on him

ʚ✦ feels pretty betrayed when you have someone else do your nails (trust that he is better)

ʚ✦ VERY focused on doing your nails right when you let him give it a try

ʚ✦ actually likes having his nails done w you tho

ʚ✦ calluses on fingers from cramming allat

ʚ✦ beauty marks are mostly on his fingers (right index finger, ring finger, and his left pinky

ʚ✦ theres a small mole on his inner left wrist

ʚ✦ palms are actually soft, quite a lot of lines

ʚ✦ has a pretty solid hand jewelry collection (mostly thin gold and silver rings, a few bracelets here and there)

ʚ✦ also has 4 or 5 five pairs of gloves w different styles (leather driving gloves, striped arm warmers, lots of fingerless gloves, etc.)

ʚ✦ his hands feel oddly warm

ʚ✦ I feel like his hands can get pretty sweaty sometimes 🤔

✦⊹ ࣪ ˖ A/N : lowq the idea of wanderer working at a salon is kinda funny hskwhjw so sorry if the hand measurements are off btw 💔

Mona:

"Aweee, who's a good kitty witty woo! Aren't you just the most precious thing the stars have seen!"

"I can't believe he's letting you do that." You say, holding back the urge to glare at your own cat. Since when did he like baby talk??? You tried that and he hissed at you! Now he's curled up in front of Mona, letting her touch his fluffy belly and rolling around as she calls him kitty witty.

And dang it, it's the most adorable thing you've ever seen!

"Well, maybe he just has impeccable taste. Isn't that right, my kitty mitty poo. So cute!"

"Ughhh"

Wanderer:

You're currently speechless as you watch your cat, who just recently let you start petting her, curl up on Wanderers lap like she belongs there. Of course it's adorable and you want to take a million pictures, but at the same time it's like she's mocking you.

"I can't believe she likes you more then me."

"Well I am a god, clearly she knows a thing or two about power." Wanderer smirks at you, looking so sweet and proud that the cat chose him. Who would have thought he'd like cats?

"Well I hope the two of you are happy together."

"We are."

"Rude!"

Venti:

"ACHOOOOOO!"

"Sorry Venti! Usually he's not this cuddly with anyone but me!" You shout as you try desperately to catch up to your furry feline, who keeps missing your grasp like he used to play in the Olympics. You're out of breath and Ventis laughing while simultaneously sneezing and sniffling.

"Achoo! Maybe he just likes m-me chooo!"

"Maybe, he really won't leave you alone. Again, I'm sorry. I should have put him in my room when you came over."

Venti shook his head thoughtfully and gave a sorry sniffle as he reached down to pet the kitty who had once again juked you. "Don't be, he's cute, *sniffles* in a could kill me way"

"I can't tell if that makes me want to say awe, be jealous my cat likes you more, or worried for your health.."

"All the above! ACHOOOO!"

no. diluc just can’t accept it, at least, that’s what he decides as he puts the glass down and starts to remove his apron

before you know it, his hands are gripping yours, pulling you out the door and into the now sunset painted city you called your home

valentine’s wasn’t over yet, and diluc was sure as hell going to make sure you got that date

kaeya:

he laughs, his smile wide and his eyes teasing as he blinks through his tears

but then he sees the way you grimace and your eyes look anywhere but at him. he sees a sense nervousness and embarrassment wash over every inch of your face

he feels awful

kaeya hadn’t meant anything bad by his laughter. truthfully, he thought you were joking with him because, how could someone so utterly beautiful in every which way, someone so full of life, someone so perfect never have been asked on a date on valentines?

you were all he had ever wanted and more, and yet you weren’t even his

apologies come flying out of his mouth for a solid two minutes before you assure him it’s okay and, as expected, that stupid smirk appears on his face again

his hand is latching onto yours as he leans in close, asking you to join him on a date so he could make it up to you

and although he seems rather nonchalant on the outside, his heart is beating rapidly on the inside, begging you to accept so he could finally make you his

mona:

her mouth falls open at the sound of your response to the question

then it shuts…and then it opens again

meanwhile, you have to keep yourself from laughing too hard because of the way she currently resembles a fish

she huffs as she ignores your muffled laughter and tosses the pen she had been writing with to the side and gathers her papers on her desk

you’re still laughing, but her face is as serious and determined as ever

and before you know it, you were getting dragged out of her room and into yours. and your best friend tells you to get ready, as glammed up or as comfortable as you want

she was going to take you out on the best damn date of your life and maybe, just maybe, finally confess her feelings to you

zhongli:

his eyes widen in shock and he immediately sets his tea down to clasp his hands together

he’s silent, thinking carefully about what to say to your response to his question. honestly, he looks like someone had just murdered his grandma

deep down, he wants to ask why

but he doesn’t want to hurt your feelings or make you feel bad never having a date on valentine’s

his hand aches to reach for yours and hold it tight in his. secure it with all his adoration and love for you, make you realize he’d do anything to take you on a date — valentines or otherwise

slowly, his eyes reach back up to meet yours and he stands, unclasping his hands and extending one out for you to hold

“if you do not mind, i would like to have the pleasure of being your first valentine’s date. and, perhaps if you enjoy it, you would consider allowing me to take you out again.”

xiao:

he scoffs — why were you even telling him this anyway? he didn’t even like valentine’s day so what does this have to do with him?

yet, he doesn’t miss the way his heart seems to skip a beat before pounding furiously against his chest

was he angry? upset? emotional? sad? he wasn’t sure but, whatever it was, it was not a good feeling

he masks whatever emotion it was and displays the most neutral expression he could come up with

because, no, xiao is not jealous and most definitely does not care

yet, as much as the adeptus claimed to hate valentine’s day, he couldn’t help but feel the slightest bit interested if it means he gets to spend the day with you

his eyes avoid yours and a small blush crosses his face as he offers a proposition:

“if you would like…maybe you could spend the day with me?”

kujou sara:

her arms cross as she leans sideways against the wall, staring directly at you as she scoffs

“who wouldn’t want to take you out on a date?”

shit

the general definitely did not mean to say that out loud

suddenly, she’s standing upright and stuttering left and right as you stand in front of her in shock

her hands are waving in front of her face sporadically as she desperately tries to explain herself

but then your silence turns into laughter and it feels like the world around her completely stops as you reassure her that it’s okay and that you’re actually quite flattered

embarrassed as she is, sara sighs and stares at anywhere but you, “i know it’s your favorite, so meet me at uyuu restaurant at 7 tonight. please don’t make me regret this.”

kazuha:

he offers a gentle smile and covers your hand in his own

“that’s okay, neither have i.”

you’re quick to ask him why, but he’s quick enough to ask you the same

you’re dumbfounded, but argue that you asked him first. and he explains, saying that he’s always preferred the wind and spending his time in nature rather than out on silly dates

and your eyes loose their shine a little, not only upset because you have to talk about the fact that no one had ever asked you on a valentine’s day before, but also because it meant you likely wouldn’t have the chance to ever go out with him

and he notices, because that’s just how kazuha is

“just because i said i don’t prefer to go on dates, doesn’t mean i don’t enjoy them. in fact, i would greatly appreciate it if you would join me at chinju forest later today. perhaps we could have a picnic and enjoy the scenery together?”

itto:

he gasps loudly, almost as if he’s in a horror movie and the killer just found him

it scares you at first, thinking that his sudden expression was not in reaction to your response, but then you realize itto was in fact reacting to you

it’s just his dramatic nature

his hand is over his heart and his eyes are shut, acting as if he’s in pain

“oh no! no, no, no! this just won’t do!”

and you laugh whole heartedly at him. a smile irresistibly tugs at your lips and your eyes are all wrinkled

and when you recover, itto’s looking at you with the brightest, most fondest look you think you’ve ever seen in your life

and it hits you: he was trying to make you laugh so that you wouldn’t feel bad

and then he’s all serious, but you can tell he’s really just nervous, “uh, hey listen, i can take you out…but only if you want! not that you have to or anything — no, no that would be uh…yeah!”

tighnari:

“valentine’s day is a rather trivial holiday. there’s no need to be so upset about never having had a date.”

your eyes fall to your hands as he says those words. not that he sees of course, seeing as he’s turned around at his desk, writing away at some papers

“yeah, no! i get it, you’re right,” you say. but your words don’t match your tone, and you hate how quick tighnari is to pick up on it

he sighs and turns around, still fiddling with the pen in his hand, but you don’t meet his eyes

you knew he didn’t mean it in a bad way, that’s just who he is, but you couldn’t help the hurt you felt when he spoke

and then he sighs again. although, this time a small, but genuine, smile graces his expression, “if a date is what will make you happy, then i would happily take some time off from work.”

cyno:

he’s hesitant to respond

not because he finds it appalling that you’ve never had a date on valentine’s day, but because he’s simply not well versed in relationships or emotional comfort in general

his eyes stay focused on the ground and his fingers tighten against the barrel of his polearm

he’s so quiet that you’re not even sure he heard your response

and he continues to think for a few more moments before huffing and just saying everything outright

overthinking wasn’t the mahamatra’s style

so he asks you out to dinner that night. not out of pity either, just simply because that’s what cyno wanted

sure he wasn’t a fan of the holiday, but his feelings for you are certainly enough to make him want to celebrate it

childe:

his hand is intertwined with yours as you walk together down the streets of liyue

“wait so, you’ve never had a valentine’s date before? as in, this is literally your first one ever?”

you don’t respond. instead, you stare at the buildings around you and all the other couples adorning the different restaurants and gift shops

childe isn’t stupid. he sees the way you get uncomfortable and instantly regrets making the comment

he speaks softly, “i’m honored, you know? besides, you couldn’t get a better first date than me.”

you’re slapping his arm in a matter of seconds, trying to hold back your laugh, but acting angry nonetheless