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How the Inazuma girls listen to you when you ramble

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A/N: back from the dead momentarily!! These are slightly more analytical in terms of character as opposed to the Liyue Version, but I still hope you enjoy!

WARNING(S):

TAG(S): Slight angst??

CHARACTER(S): Ayaka, Yoimiya, Yae, Kokomi, Sara, Baal, Kazari

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『 AYAKA 』 Your company is seldom for the Shirasagi Himegimi, as such, when there is a moment in where you can freely speak to Ayaka she latches onto your every word, almost afraid that if she doesn't pay attention you may flutter away, never wanting to see her again. Her conduct never wavers, her shoulders never slouched, you have her full attention so long as the world allows it. She's more of a listener, and a good one at that.

❝I'm at ease to see you unscathed.❞

『 YOIMIYA 』 Always energetic, never quiet. Yoimiya is gleeful to indulge in conversation no matter how long it may be. She'd gladly push aside previous tasks if it means she can talk to you and hear you ramble.. though.. do forgive her, but Yoimiya sometimes has the habit of speaking over you due to her own excitement, all to keep the conversation rolling is all.

❝Wow it's great that you managed to dodge those pesky trees! Oh that reminds me of this one time—❞

『 YAE 』 No matter what words come out of your mouth, no matter the tone, Yae never fails to maintain the same courteous smile and body language; But her eyes, her eyes are rich with affection and when they crinkle ever so slightly you know, you know you have her enchanted. She listens and beckons you to keep rambling, this is the appreciation—the affection that she's been conditioned to conceal— finally being displayed.

❝My, if this is what transpires when we are apart then maybe I should find a way to keep you here..❞

『 KOKOMI 』 Despite the vastness of her being, and her insurmountable eloquence, socializing has never been Kokomi's forté. She finds catharsis behind mountains of literature and runny ink. She views social interaction as a battlefield of invisible trip wires. She's content with listening to you in pure silence, however the illustration of a battlefield still yields her mind, but with you.. it becomes a mere playful engagement.

❝It goes without saying, thunder and lightning cannot stop you Comrade!❞

『 SARA 』 Sara is the calm before the storm personified. Always tense, always silent. You wonder if she's listening, she's truly unreadable; liken to worn out pages within an unnamed diary. A cage unwilling to open. But inside, a creature, so tense, so silent, yet it hears you. It sings in response, almost desperate. But it hears you. She hears you. She is listening.

❝I see, let that transgression not delay your objective.❞

『 BAAL 』 You walk upon pins and needles when in her presence, this will never change. The words you speak will be filtered to her preference and this will never change. If it serves as a consolation she is listening to you—of course she is, because she allowed you to, you only speak because she allows you. This will never change.

❝You need not fear thunder and lightning, you need only fear its conductor.❞

『 KAZARI 』 Kazari ponders often, worries often. Why do you speak to her in the first place? She is filth condensed, a flickering rotting specimen soon to perish once the arrival of the Destined One makes way. She knows this, she is aware. But when you unravel your latest adventure to her, Kazari cannot help but wish to stay, Is that selfish? Is it selfish that she wishes to hear about your latest fixation? She ponders, what would her best friend say. she worries, for herself—you. What will you do when she's gone? Who will be there to hear you?

❝May we meet again.. for my heart prays for us a happy ending.❞

reader with streamer!ayaka, beidou, hu tao, and kokomi

pairings: ayaka, beidou, hu tao, kokomi x gn!reader

genre: fluff!! streamer!au <3

word count: 1043

warnings: none :))

a/n: ty for being patient with me as i slowly complete my requests!!

original request

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Genshin Impact Gf Headcanons

Hi there and welcome back :3

Hope u enjoy this one with our Inazuman girls!

Including: Raiden Ei, Yae Miko, Kamisato Ayaka, Naganohara Yoimiya, Kujou Sara & Sangonomiya Kokomi

REMINDER: These characters don’t belong to me but to hoyoverse. As always this is all fictional work so pls try not to take things too serious :)

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BLOOM INTO YOU

the flowers they gift you on windblume and their romantic gestures. genshin women edition. happy international women’s day !

eula, lisa, mona, hu tao, beidou, ningguang, keqing, ganyu, shenhe, yae miko, nagonohara yoimiya, kamisato ayaka, layla x gender neutral reader.

word count: 1.5k total.

content: sweet fluff.

fischl and klee featuring in mona’s and yoimiya’s parts (platonically !!!), respectively. credit to @bunny-rambles for suggesting them <3 thank you for suggesting layla too mwah !

reblogs and comments are much appreciated!

EULA who arranges the most elegant bouquet imaginable with the simplest dandelions and mints from dragonspine. the blue lace ribbon and handwritten note accompanying it are certainly a sweet addition. but your favorite sight is, without a doubt, that of eula’s averted iridescent gaze. her tone, albeit attempting sharpness and command, is bashful and trembling, cheeks blooming in the color of sunsets reflecting on snow. and well, who are you to resist your girlfriend’s cuteness, than only increases the moment your lips leave a soft peck on her parted lips.

LISA is all charming smiles and lingering touches as you two observe the city’s decorations from your balcony. the dandelions drifting by, and the moonlight accentuating the librarian’s vivid emerald eyes, certainly make you feel like you’ve stepped into your own wonderland. except here, no roses must be painted to please any queen, for, this queen is the one to gift you a rose. its petals catching the cheshire-like crescent of the moon above, glinting in intense violet hues. but your favorite wonder is the woman next to you, who wraps her arms around your waist, whispering sweet nothings as the breeze carries your story.

MONA who, even though can divinate your reaction to her humble present, decides to leave this fate undiscovered. for your sake, she loves you too much to predict a beautiful moment like this. with the stars as her guide, and her friend fischl as company, both girls set into mondstadt’s impeding night to find the shiniest and prettiest small lamp grasses for you. and when the astrologist spots you by the city’s gates upon her return to mondstadt, is her princess friend who encourages her to go forth, her uncovered eye glinting knowingly, reassuring yet smug smile on her lips. so mona takes her cue, words mumbled and cheeks alight when she hands you the glowing bouquet. your voice when you thank her seems drowned out, mona megistus the astrologist is too entranced charting the constellations in your eyes.

HU TAO, vivacious and intense as the carmine of the silk flowers she’s prepared for you. you thought it’d be nice for the wangsheng funeral parlor’s director to take a small vacation, and, what better way to do so than visiting the land of poetry and freedom during windblume? little did you expect for hu tao to pull you aside, away from the chattering and crowds claiming she had ‘a little surprise for you’. “ta-da!” the girl exclaims, pulling out a pretty silk flower bouquet. it still has the scent of liyue harbor, and all the memories you’ve made there together. it is now the parlor’s director’s turn to gasp when you throw your arms around her in a tight hug.

BIEDOU who’s traveled far and wide, and without a doubt, knows just the way to leave you speechless with the most spontaneous actions. steering the alcor towards mondstadt’s waters is one of them. but before you can even set foot on firm land, the uncrowned lord of the ocean seems to have something in store for you. the kiss she plants to your lips and the bright dendrobium she tucks behind your ear are certainly unexpected. the cheers of the crowd don’t help at all to calm your quickened heartbeat, yet you wouldn’t have it any other way.

NINGGUANG who understands the beauty in the ephemeral, but why settle for something temporary when you can have it permanently? such are her thoughts when she slips a glittering necklace around your neck, the pendant in the shape of an intricate flower, golden and rubies masterfully combined to make the ornament almost seem thriving with life. the tianquan’s hand caresses your jawline, her cunning crimson gaze regarding you. no matter how beautiful the jewel, it will never be able to compare to the charm you naturally radiate, she thinks.

KEQING is able to make time for celebrations even in the franticness of her packed schedule. and the bouquet of violet-grass and silk flowers she presents to you is proof of that. striking, much as the yuheng of the liyue qixing herself, elegant and vibrant, in the same way she surprises you with a table for two, with views of the city lights in the distance. when an earnest smile reaches your lips and you squeeze her hand, pretty pinks flower on keqing’s cheeks, her magenta gaze averted, the pout she was trying for, overpowered by her lovestruck smile.

GANYU who, even worried about her deadlines, makes time for an outing with you during the season of love. and oh how words absolutely leave the qilin, when she gets lost in you under the gaze of tonight’s full moon. her kind eyes widening, she comes to her senses, remembering the fresh glaze lily she picked specifically for this occasion. albeit bashfully, her gesture is utterly endearing and adorable, moonlit grin painting your face aglow. even in the night, auroras bloom in ganyu’s visage when you reward her with a sweet kiss.

SHENHE who is new to these kind of human traditions, yet is determined to work hard to make this special for you. she thinks the flowers she herself has been taking care of will make for a suitable present. that is how, as the last rays of light dip behind the outline of faraway mountains in the horizon, your lover guides you to her bedroom’s windowsill. there, neatly arranged and wrapped in red silk, lays a bouquet containing all the flowers of liyue: qingxins, that remind shenhe of your visits to her in the mountains; glaze lilies, the color of starry nights under which you two have slept on countless occasions; silk flowers, reminiscent of the flames you stoke in her heart every time your lips touch. and when your arms wrap around her from behind, face nuzzling into her back, a pure smile illuminates shenhe’s beautiful features.

YAE MIKO uses her charm and cunning ways to leave you breathless, speechless, and deeply enamored. what could be a better celebration for romance than bringing you to the flowers instead of just showing you a mere shadow of them? so that’s exactly what she does. taking you by the arm, she guides you to the setting she’s prepared: a picnic under the sunset and the rain of cherry blossom petals. of course, it is accompanied by the best sake, your favorite snacks and her teasing touches. and who knows, if she’s feeling extra nice, the dignified guuji may even change into her fox form and let you pet her…

YOIMIYA and her sunshine and her fireworks. she doesn’t need to look far and wide for the perfect blossom for you, when she can quite literally write it in the sky. excitable as ever in your trip to mondstadt, your girlfriend urges you to meet her by the lake (via klee, who eagerly tugs on your hand) claiming she’s got something to show you. and so, you follow the spark night, who is very happy to have two of her big sibling figures joining in the festivity. as cider lake comes into view, oranges and golds start to decorate the sky, its hues intensifying more and more the closer you get where yoimiya is standing. at her perky “happy windblume!” multiple intricate lights make a flower field out of the night above, drowning out any stars or clouds, swirling petals reigning the skies. but that is not the only surprise of the night, for, when the pyrotechnic spectacle ends, a small hand tugs at your clothes: little klee wants to give you and yoimiya her gift too! a dodoco with a cecilia crown. “he will always be with you in your adventures! he wants to be friends with yoimiya and [y/n]!”

AYAKA who plans and thinks for days about how to make you smile on this occasion. and like pretty much anything she does, it’s perfect. for who could resist a date with the shirasagi himegimi, in the afternoon sun, with sakura tea and a bouquet of baby pink and white lilies? her airy laughter and gentle smiles definitely make your heart flutter. and when she suggests you two dance, it takes you a few moments before you can compose yourself. admiring kamisato ayaka’s radiance has the power to make your mind daydream, body frozen at the enchanting presence that she is.

LAYLA is determined to find you the most stunning flower, even at the cost of multiple nights of sleep. the scholar asks every botany specialist she knows, draws endless star charts and studies every book within her reach, just to come up empty. her shoulders slumping, she is starting to think this is too big of a task for her, when, suddenly her friend twirly-whirly hops excitedly. there, partially hidden by sumeru’s abundant vegetation, is the most unique padisarah layla has ever seen. its petals a vibrant periwinkle, like nights merging into dawns she wishes could always spend by your side. dewy droplets of water decorate each bloom, akin to the stars that foretold your fates entwined. ‘yes’, layla thinks with a smile, ‘this is the one’.

'five senses of them' (sight taste smell touch sound)

♡ kokomi, miko, sara, ayaka, yoimiya. cw fem reader, men and fetishizers dni

this is my first smut & not proofed so pls be nice :)c

kokomi is always gorgeous, but she seems the most beautiful when you have two fingers buried inside her, hands clutching the bedsheets as her long eyelashes flutter. face flushed red, breath coming quick and shallow; every time you curl your fingers, her back arches and her lips part silently.

the only sound she can get out is heaving breaths, she looks so perfect even in this state that you had to be impressed, long, silken hair tangled and legs spread just for you. you want to knot your hand into that hair and pull -- just a bit, just to see her reaction, when everything she does is so elegant and graceful, this is like a dream come true.

you consider wiping away the tears leaking from her eyes as you go faster and faster, pumping in and out of her without any mercy or hesitation, so she can see you properly. you want her to see the person who's turned her from a dignified priestess into a slut for your fingers.

"ah -- ah, i'm almost -- " she manages to get out as you increase the speed, unable to speak and simply drawing in air, thrusting her hips upwards into your hand with the little strength she has left. she's almost there, just a little bit longer and you're more than happy to get her there.

her thighs twitch and her pretty pink lips open in a silent scream, her whole body trembling. as she collapses into your waiting arms, you press a kiss to her forehead, feeling her fluids gush over your hand as you pull out.

"mm... " she mumbles, exhausted after chasing her high for so long, tears rolling down her cheeks. you think to yourself, she looks even prettier than usual with cum leaking from between her thighs, eyes blinking tiredly. "haah... you... "

kokomi, who always kept up appearances no matter what, reduced to a sobbing mess in your bed. all you can do is laugh, swirling your fingers into your mouth, enjoying the taste and then pulling them out with a pop.

"yes, just like that baby," miko sighs, leaning back against the headboard as you suck at her wet cunt. she shakes her bangs out of her eyes and presses her palm against your hair, ready to push your head further between her thighs if needed.

you roll the bud of her clit between your teeth and even if you couldn't hear her delighted sigh, chest heaving, you can feel her physical reaction to it, the liquids pooling faster underneath your tongue, a natural lubricant for your drooling mouth that doesn't even need it.

she reaches up and tugs the fabric of her shirt down, playing with one of her nipples, and swipes her tongue over the top of her mouth. you smile, still buried in her thighs, and nip at her and she bites down so hard on her cheek to stifle a moan that she tastes blood, coppery and metallic.

"my my, i never thought you could -- mmf!" her sly, teasing words are cut off as you circle her opening with the tip of your tongue, pressing her lips together to silence herself. you make it your personal goal to get her to voice her pleasure by the time this is over.

her heavy breaths quicken as you swirl your tongue faster, taking in every inch of her soft folds, closing her eyes and tilting her head to the ceiling. her cunt is so addictive and you never want to stop tasting it, oh god you could drink yourself to death on it. and you need her to know, working so hard to please her so you get it all to yourself.

"yes yes yes," she gasps, bucking her hips up into your waiting lips. "oh, darling, you -- yes oh archons yes -- " and her wetness spills from her, it pools into your eager mouth as she reaches her orgasm, clutching your hair between her tightening fingers.

the taste is delicious, a mix of sweetness and saltiness that you can't get enough of, pressing your tongue against her slit to lap it all up like a cat with milk. you circle her opening, licking for every bit of it and she twitches slightly with every movement.

"a-ah, that's -- " she sucks in a breath, hand hovering over your head. "you've still got energy for more? then, in that case... "

your sara smells like rain and lightning, a warm smoky scent like a storm is about to roll in. you made a point of how much you like it before by burying your face in her neck and taking a deep breath in. but you never knew just how delightful her other scents could be too.

her shampoo is like flowers and melon and you can happily say that you love it as you twine your fingers through her hair and tug her head down, kissing and sucking all along the skin of her throat and chest.

a spark jumps from her fingertip as she palms your chest under your shirt, sending a burst of shivers down your spine. you bite down and savor the feeling of softness underneath your teeth, causing her to gasp. she feels your lips curve into a grin against her skin.

you suck on her collarbone for a moment, and she whines slightly, squirming under you. her hands tighten on your breasts, squeezing in a vaguely pleasant way. "there you go, sweetheart," you hum, "so you like it when i do that?"

"y-yes," she breathes as you lean forward, nipping at her chest. there's a heady intoxicating scent of sweat and arousal and smoke that's just so hot you can barely stop yourself from devouring her. you leave her a bite mark for every trace of that deliciousness, delighting in her writhing under you with her cheeks painted red.

you feel the muscles of her stomach clench as she gets closer and closer, grasping your shoulders with sharp nails, and it's almost funny just how sensitive she is. "please -- please, you -- " she gets out as you reach up, kissing a line down to her breasts, and when you bite down on her nipple you can feel her hips tense underneath.

"go ahead," you whisper, cupping her face in your hand and smothering her in a kiss, tugging on her lower lip, "i wanna hear you, sweetheart."

her breath is warm and sweet on your face as she cries out, falling back onto the bed. even in the midst of her orgasm she smells delectable, you want to press your face into her chest and just lick and suck and bite on her until she's all yours, even if no one can see it underneath her armor she'll know that the tengu warrior was teased to cumming with only your teeth.

"you came with me barely touching you," you smirk, hooking your finger under her chin and forcing her to look up. "you want to go for round two?"

"always," she says, exhausted and struggling to sit up, and you want to ruin her.

she's so fragile and delicate, like a sakura blossom that can be ruined with just one slash. you can feel your darling ayaka trembling under your hands. her long icy blue hair is falling over her back and you have to brush it out of the way to reach her skin. every time you touch her she squeaks.

"you're so sensitive," you whisper, dragging one finger down her spine. you haven't even started touching her yet. "are you always like this, or is it just for me?"

"j-just for you," she whimpers, fingernails scrabbling at the table you have her bent over. "just for you, so please -- haah!" she moans so loudly as you push one finger into her, you think everyone in the manor must have heard, but you can't bring yourself to care.

you lean forward slightly, plunging it in and out with a teasing smile and saying in a quieter tone, "do you like how it feels? do you want me to do more?"

she manages to get out, "y-yess," as her eyes go wide, face flushed and managing to soften her cries just a bit. the feeling of being inside her is so addicting, able to control her pleasure so easily, and she's so cute, so soft and warm and wet as you pump your fingers into her.

you brush your finger over her clit, and her knees buckle, letting out a gasp. you have to hold her up. having this much power is almost intoxicating. "thankyouthankyouthankyou," she sobs, pushing back onto your hand and it's so adorably amateurish.

she's so dainty, you don't want to hurt her. you don't want to break her. but every time she does something like that you fall a little bit more for her and it's so hard to hold yourself back. you want to give her pleasure, so that she knows what it's like to feel good. and it's so easy.

you add one more finger, and when she screams your name, going limp with eyes rolling back in her head, you can feel every bit of the tremors in her slight frame.

even when you're between her thighs, yoimiya never stops talking. you're not complaining of course; she's got such a cute voice, so bubbly and warm and way too hot as she gasps and whines in between words.

"a-an' today me and -- ah! -- me and thoma from the yashiro commission ran into each other at the market s-so we -- haah -- we talked for a little bit and," she breaks off into a moan, thighs tensing.

"what did i say?" you pull back and you can see her fluids dripping from her needy hole. she sobs, struggling to sit up, face flushed. "t-to keep talking, i'm sorry so don't stop i -- " she moans again, even louder as you plunge back in.

her choked squeaks make you smile against her folds, her whole body so hot it almost hurts to touch. your fingers are digging into her plush thighs, soft and full of heat like marshmallows almost. maybe it'll show tomorrow; the thought makes you circle her clit, the idea of tiny red marks on her legs wherever you touched her is so delicious.

"g-go faster," she manages between whimpers, "you feel so nice -- it's -- " you heed her request and speed up, licking over her opening quicker and it only elicits more noises from her, teary mewling and begging you to speed up as she approaches her climax.

she's never silent for a moment, always making sounds like she's in pain but you know it might be the most intense pleasure of her life. "i wanna cum, i wanna," she babbles, fingers tangling in the bedsheets and white knuckled with her desperate grip.

you decide to take pity on her -- no matter how much you love hearing her, it's not fair to keep dragging it on when she's pleading with you to make her cum, and you drag your tongue over her slit, circling it as her voice speeds up, until finally you slip the tip of your tongue into it and you feel her hips twitch.

"please -- " the words are cut off by a long, sobbing whine, back arching as her vision goes white, thighs clenching your head. the sound of her begging voice so arousing it makes you dizzy. "please please yes it feels so good feels so good feels so -- haaah -- !"

As Your Sibling

Characters: Ayaka + Ayato, Diluc, Childe, Wanderer/Scaramouche, Albedo + Klee, Qiqi & Diona

- You and Ayaka always go to festivals, (more like you force her since she doesn't get out much) - Ayato gives you weird stuff to try with Thoma - When the vision hunt decree hit, Ayaka and Ayato sent you away to Liyue or Fontaine - Thoma was really sad when you left-but knew it was best for your safey - Ayaka & Ayato had important roles so they had to stay within the region - Your vision would most likely be Electro or Anemo - While you were away, you sent letters through beidou & she passed them along to Thoma - After its all over you guys were back together again <3 - You spend more time with Ayaka, but Ayato still spends a lot of time with you aswell

- He would ignore you most of the time - You would most likely be another puppet of Ei's that was abandoned - Though you followed him anyway - While he was in the Fatui he'd check up on you, he said its because he needed something of yours but really he wanted to make sure you were okay - But he'd never admit that himself - Eventually after he became a god and such-you helped the traveler defeat him to make him normal again - After the whole thing is over & he regains his memory he apologizes to you - And then he stays with you and still has the help of Nahida - After that all happens hes a bit nicer towards you - And you guys go out often - For example if you wanted to see Nilou's dance than he'd go there with you - Your vision is probably Cryo, Anemo or Hydro Vision

- Kaeya would constantly tease you & Diluc - Diluc would save you from most of the teasing though - If you like alcohol, Diluc would give your drinks for free. If not then he'll give you grape juice-still for free - Venti would bother you about getting free wine, since you get free wine already-why can't the two of you share? - you probably have a dendro or geo vision

- Albedo would ask you to take care of klee a lot & make sure she stays out of trouble - If you helped Klee go fishblasting, Jean would send you to the room with Klee ( I forget what its called) - Albedo would teach you alchemy along with Sucrose - Sucrose would also try to help you learn when Albedos gone, you both would study together and talk - You most likely have a hydro vision or Geo vision

- He would buy ANYTHING you wanted, even if it was  7.8 billion - Best sibling in the whole world (except for the part where hes a muderer and probably has commited a lot of crimes) - He tries to keep fatui work away from you but you sometimes get caught in it - Would teach you self defensive skills to protect yourself - Though most of the Fatui know you are his sibling and to automatically stay away form you - Its more protection against the abyss order - Childe tells you stories about his life in the Fatui often-but not the colder ones - You probably have a Hydro vision or Electro Vision

- Would treat you whenever you get sick - You visit her and baizhu often, hes used to seeing your face around the shop - You try to help her remember everything but fail most times - You keep a journal on you in case Qiqi forgot hers (she does sometimes) - In that journal is mainly stuff about you though - Probably have a Hydro or Pyro vision

- She tells you about her plan to ruin the wine industry - You watch her suffer every time her drinks are amazing-which you also love to have them sometimes - If you do drink, she doesn't like it and would rather you do it without her knowledge - You have a Geo or Hydro vision

Where you live based on your s/o (Genshin Impact Edition)

Mondstadt, The City of Freedom! You were born in the City of Freedom. You could be a knight or unemployed if you wish. Either way the City of Freedom is your home and you worship the Anemo Archon.

Characters: Thoma, Lisa, Jean, Kaeya, Amber, Albedo, Alice, Eula & Venti

Liyue, The Land of Contracts! You live under the Geo Archon, living in the land of Liyue. Its always lively in the city but you always manage to make time for your s/o.

Characters: Kazuha, Thoma, Ayaka, Tomo, Hu Tao, Zhongli, Ganyu, Ningguang & Xiao

Inazuma, The Land of Enernity! You live in a locked region, under the Electro Archon. It was only locked up for a year or so yet you couldn't escape despite the struggles. Luckily now things are a bit more peaceful.

Characters: Kazuha, Tomo, Ayaka, Kokomi, Gorou, Heizou, Beidou, Yae Miko, Shinobu, Chori, Wanderer & Raiden

Sumeru, The Land of Wisdom! You worship the Dendro Archon as she appears every year for the festival. It'll only be a moment of time when everybody including yourself forgets the existence of the greater lord. Yet even so you and your s/o can live peacefully without any worry.

Characters: Nilou, Tighnari, Cyno, Alhaitham, Kaveh, Layla & Wanderer

Fontaine, The Land of Justice! You don't really worship anyone after the whole Furina event but you and your s/o still live there. You both visit the opera often to watch the shows that are performed.

Characters: Arlecchino, Childe, Chiori, Lyney, Neuvilette, Furina, Navia, Lynette, Clorande

Who they're jealous of - Genshin Characters

(Overall Recap/scores out of ten at the end)

They're jealous of: Kaeya

The most flirty man in Mondstadt (probably), its not really a question to ask why they'd be jealous. They know you are loyal but he just doesn't trust you around that man.

Characters: Diluc, Childe, Xiao, Jean, Nilou, Scaramouche

They're jealous of: No One!

They're 1000% confident about their own abilities to be your partner and your own loyalty to them. They don't need to worry over small things like other people you won't even remember in a few weeks.

Characters: Kaeya, Venti, Zhongli, Tighnari, Eula, Beidou, Hu Tao, Yelan, Yoimiya, Shenhe, Raiden, Yae

They're jealous of: Alhaitham!

Alhaitham is the scribe in Sumeru-one of the highest roles other than the Archon herself. They'd be a bit worried if you ever met him-you'll have to comfort them later and mention you won't leave them for him ever.

Characters: Nilou, Cyno,

They're jealous of: Childe!

The 11th of the Fatui Harbingers aswell as a well known businessman. Sometimes his nice comments get to your partners head and they get a bit jealous towards him.

Characters: Xiao, Cyno, Scaramouche, Yanfei,

They're jealous of: Ayato

With Ayato being head of the Kamisato clan its only natural some people get a bit jealous that you might be won over by another man. Thats what your partner thinks anyway.

Characters: Ayaka, Itto, Thoma,

They're jealous of: Random NPCs

Not anyone specific that's close to them but occasionally someone random approaches you at a party-to which they'd get jealous quickly.

They're jealous of: Neuvillette

As the guardian of Fontaine naturally any woman or man would want to be with him. Anyone's partner naturally would become jealous when in the courtroom.

Characters: Lyney, Lynette, Furina, Navia

They're jealous of: A lot of people

Practically anyone who bats their eyes at you makes them jealous

Characters: Kokomi, Heizou, Yanfei

They're jealous of: Furina

As the archon of the land of Fontaine anyone could be jealous of her-before she was revealed to be a fraud anyway.

Characters: Navia

Overall Jealousness of various characters:

1/10; Kaeya, Tighnari, Eula, Hu Tao, Yoimiya, Shenhe, Raiden, Yae, Tighnari, Neuvilette, Wirothesley

2/10; Beidou, Ningguang, Lynette

3/10; Venti, Zhongli, Lyney

4/10; Diluc, Heizou, Yanfei, Kokomi

5/10; Thoma, Cyno, Navia

6/10; Ayato, Furina

7/10; Ayaka, Nilou

8/10; Xiao

9/10;

10/10; Scaramouche,

❝ what are we? ❞

feat. thoma, xiao, ayaka, scaramouche, venti ; gn reader

content. modern au, fluff, pining

notes. random scenarios with them and the question "what are we?"

♡ thoma !

he wonders sometimes in the beats of silence between your conversations that flow as easy as water what you think of him, whether your heart pounds for him the same way his does when he hears your voice or sees a message from you. how do you see him in those long hours of sitting together in an enormous field of flowers under the sun and the stars (but you were what his gaze was drawn to, unequivocally)? do you study his face the way he studies yours, every feature driving him crazy with your beauty? he wonders this the way he wonders what you are to him. friends, best friends, lovers, possibly, maybe? how badly he wants to ask. but too scared to ask for more than your friendship, he stays silent for now, not wanting to wreck this relationship that means so very much to him.

♡ xiao !

your pen scribbles the words what are we? in red ink across the back of an origami bird that you place on the table before leaving in the morning. the first answer he writes in green ink is people. unsatisfactory, you think, and put a tiny folded dragon in the pocket of his sweatshirt right after it comes out of the wash. this time, he says dating, and you slip a puppy between the pages of his notebook. living together. in a relationship. in a very serious relationship. he starts to look forward to the tiny paper animals scattered everywhere. you await his responses with bated breath every day. infatuated. head over heels. cutest couple in the country. he hears your laughter as you discover the notes from another room and covers his face to hide his pleased blush. what are you, what are you? in love, in love, in love, so in love that the world could come crashing down and you'd only see each other.

♡ ayaka !

she has asked herself too many times to count, and asked you even more, and every time the answer is the same; best friends, of course. it fills her with the deepest despair and the brightest joy at the same time, as she knows that simply hoping for a different outcome would result in nothing. how often does she wonder if she's really happy just being your best friend? what if she was more? curiosity, simple curiosity is what leads her to finally work up the courage; a single kiss, that's all. but it's so much more than that at the same time, so much more that she doesn't ask what you are again, secure in her knowledge of the answer. after all, you tell her you love her every day, she doesn't need to ask you to say it. though you would; a million times if she wanted you to, over and over and over in a million ways.

♡ scaramouche !

he's hard pressed to admit any kind of vulnerability, but you've always been able to coax it out of him with barely any effort at all. you poise the question on a lazy afternoon, siting together in the back of a library with textbooks open on your laps as you twirl a pencil in your fingertips. what are we? what a stupid question, he scoffs, and you place a hand over your heart with mock sadness at the answer. still, you're able to see the face he makes -- shock and joy and he's totally smitten with you even if he wouldn't easily say it aloud, because you asked we, as in the two of you, and it takes a few beats but he says a couple, idiot. he snickers at the way you squeal hearing his response, but he feels warm inside as you hold his hand all through the rest of the afternoon.

♡ venti !

sitting on the grass in the dark with tiny fireflies all around, you rub sleep out of your eyes and watch his calm expression. it's quiet, and you break the silence first, asking the question that's flashed in and out of your mind for every moment you've been here with him. what are we? he parrots, and sighs a breath of the cool night air. what are we, indeed. he never gave you a proper answer -- at least, not then -- and you forgot about asking in the whirlwind of conversations you have with him every day. still, he has one in mind, if you're ever to ask again. who's asking? to the world and the universe, nothing. he tilts his head back even now and thinks of it as he looks up at the night sky, hoping that you see him in the stars the same way he sees you. to each other, everything.

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FLUSTERED, ANGEL?

— things they do that make you flustered.

characters: kaedehara kazuha, xiao, scaramouche / wanderer, albedo, tighnari, cyno, shikanoin heizou, kamisato ayaka, mona megistus, beidou, shenhe, yae miko, gn! reader.

tags: sfw / suggestive, some female leaning pet-names (princess, etc.), mentions of blood and injury (mild), mentions of alcohol and being tipsy.

author’s note: first time attempting to write for some of the girls! i hope you guys enjoy! these are just some short headcanons, the idea came to me and i thought i’d give it a try. thank you @bunny-rambles for suggesting beidou and for being the first one to read these! <3 tagging @alatusprinz as well, since many of your favorites are featured here, akina, and you wanted to read it 💞

KAZUHA.

when he recites poems to you.

his voice is gentle and melodic, akin to a honeyed early autumn breeze. his bandaged hand finds yours, holding it delicately, his thumb tracing patterns over the back of it.

to kazuha, you are beyond ethereal, his muse, his love, who inspires the majority of his poetry. silvery lashes fluter closed when his lips brush against the back of your hand. you’re frozen in place, gaze wide, cheeks rivaling the warmth of the setting sun.

“i adore you, my dove.” kazuha utters, millimeters away from your parted lips, before leaning in, stealing the breath caught in the back of your throat, held there since he started his ministrations, his verses enchanting you as much as his presence and loving gestures.

and when his kisses move from the corner of your lips to your jawline and your neck? kazuha is aware of the effect he has on you, how you tense up at first, to let out pleasured sighs afterwards, your hands tugging slightly at the platinum roots of his long silky hair.

XIAO.

when he scolds you for being reckless / not taking proper care of yourself.

you know your yaksha vowed to protect you, and truth be told, you always tried your best to be extra careful when going out on missions. sometimes, though, injuries and bruises can’t be avoided.

“why didn’t you call my name?” xiao asks you, his tone harsher than he intended. his own scarred hands keep at work bandaging the gash on your arm.

“i didn’t want to bother, xiao.” you point out, nonchalantly. crossing your legs over the bed you’re sat at, head resting on the wall behind you, you add: “it wasn’t that much of a tough fight, and i know you have other, more important, matters to attend to.”

the slam on the wall right beside your head is something you had not expected.

“more important? do you honestly think i could have anything more important to attend to than your safety?” xiao’s golden eyes are intense, almost glowing, brow furrowed in-between concern and frustration, his tattooed arm caging you between him and the wall.

and as you shake your head and stutter a “n-no?” all you can think about is the way the adeptus’ lean muscles are tensed up and how close he is to you right now.

SCARAMOUCHE.

when he asks you to give him your hand.

you swear the wanderer has put a spell on you. his eyes, an all too hypnotic shade of intense violet; his voice, softening when he addresses you. scaramouche extends his hand to you, slender fingers slightly folded when he asks you to take it.

for an instant, you find yourself lost in thought, as if in a trance by the wondrous man that he is. the warm breeze of sumeru’s night ruffles his locks of midnight hair. his free hand comes up to catch the brim of his hat, the veins and tendons prominent when he flexes his fingers.

“well? what are you exactly waiting for?” scaramouche chuckles, an amused and proud glint flitting across his eyes of iris petals. you start, pulled out of your little reverie by his baritone.

you inhale, breath hitching under the wanderer’s inscrutable yet softened gaze. you take his hand. he squeezes it, firmly but gently. together, you take off into the night.

ALBEDO.

when he asks you to model for him.

it’s the nonchalance in his tone and his calm visage that cause your cheeks to warm up. it’s the way he carries himself, elegant, regal, the picture perfect image of a golden prince.

“my love,” the alchemist, now in the role of a painter, begins. “would you do me the honor of being my model?” albedo inquires, thumb tracing your lower lip.

you swallow, the icy air of dragonspine not enough to cool down the heat rising to your face. albedo’s teal eyes regard you, curious, attentive, as if trying to commit to memory every detail, every eyelash and line of your face.

you nod, not trusting your words to not tremble. and when your lover pulls down your sweater, baring your shoulders, the gentlest of kisses landing there, and tells you to keep still, that he will begin to paint you, your heartbeat is loud on your ears.

TIGHNARI.

when he gets sassy, especially when his intention is to tease you, just a little.

your boyfriend is very pretty, undeniably so, his hazel turquoise eyes focused on his task; dark silky hair gently swaying in the rainforest’s soft breeze; his long ears twitching every now and then, velvety tail following suit, swishing from side to side.

there are moments like this, in which you get completely entranced and captured by tighnari’s beauty, by him, your gaze unapologetically focused on his form, and unaware that, you are, in fact, staring.

“love, your eyes are going to get dry if you don’t blink.” tighnari’s voice pulls you out of your daze, your gaze even more wide, if that was possible, at your boyfriend’s teasing tone.

you start, scrambling for words that would die in your throat.

“i- uh… i…” you can feel your heart rate increasing, tighnari’s amused grin making it impossible for your thoughts to clear.

he chuckles, then:

“it’s okay, darling.” tighnari’s lips brush against the corner of yours, you can feel his smile. “i know just the way to make you close your eyes.” he whispers, before leaning in to properly kiss you on the lips.

CYNO.

when he tells you he’ll keep you safe.

cyno is aware you can hold your own in a fight and emerge as the victor. but his instincts and protective nature always urge him to keep you safe and guarded.

the way cyno’s hand wraps softly but firmly around your wrist should be familiar by now and yet, this simple action of his always manages to cause for your breath to hitch.

perhaps it is because it comes with no previous warning; maybe it’s the way his voice drops an octave when he gets close to you and assures you: “you’ll be safe with me.”; and of course, it could also be the caress of his hair on your skin when he leans close to whisper reassuring words, and the intensity of his scarlet gaze.

more than once, he has wondered if you were feeling alright, if there was some danger that he had not sensed yet. it’s endearing, you think, how your boyfriend has no idea of the effect he has on you.

HEIZOU.

when he uses pet names, his green eyes crinkling up with every smile.

the young detective knows very well the effect his compliments and lingering touches have on you. not one to be shy or bashful, heizou uses his flirtatious ways to make your heart skip some beats.

sometimes, he takes you completely by surprise, his arms wrapping around you from behind when you’re preparing breakfast. for a few seconds, he just stays there, the sweetness of your scent making him feel as if his nightly dreams haven’t ended yet. then, out of nowhere, he leans close to your ear, messy strands of his maroon hair tickling you when he whispers:

“good morning, my princess. you look beautiful as ever.”

the pan and spatula you were holding almost clutter to the counter, at the same time an electrifying sensation runs all the way down your spine.

when heizou chuckles, however, nuzzling further into your shoulder, you can help but smile and regard him fondly. what a charmer he can be, but he is your charmer, and that makes you happy, he makes you happy.

AYAKA.

when she is in battle, assisting or protecting you.

the shirasagi himegimi cuts through the battlefield in a rapid dance of frost and steel. her movements are precise, elegant and effective, cutting down opponent after opponent with her blade.

her clear sky gaze is serious, focused, not leaving any room for hesitation, as if she was able to predict every movement from the enemy.

perhaps it is ayaka’s enchanting presence that makes you lose focus, your own weapon knocked out of your grasp before you realize exactly how and when it happened.

“you’re finished!” the kairagi spats, only for the blow to never come.

a clash of metal, then, your girlfriend’s voice, uncharacteristically cold, as the snow and frost she commands.

“i don’t think so!” she announces, knocking the enemy unconscious with a masterful flick of her katana, a rain of frosted sakura petals in her wake.

MONA.

when she teaches you astrology and hydromancy.

mona was always passionate about her craft, that was a known fact to the people of mondstadt, including you. what you had never expected when you first met the mighty astrologist, was that she would end up teaching you some techniques.

mona sits crossed legged across from you, a huge leather-bound book with shiny dark blue covers and golden lettering embossed on them in her hands. her dark bangs fall over her clear teal eyes, flitting from one side of the page to the other. meanwhile, you are trying to learn how to draw star and natal charts. the process is clearly not as easy as your lover makes it seem, multiple calculations and accurate line-art required.

unaware, you let out a huff of frustration, which catches the attention of your partner.

“alright, let me see what you’ve got.” she tells you, a hand on her hip, the other glossing over your papers. “not bad at all.” she muses. “let me see… here.” she says, taking ahold of your hand and guiding your pencil in the right direction. “try like this instead. it will be easier!”

you’re not sure your now distracted and flustered state is going to make the task at hand any less complicated, but for mona, you’ll try. after all, the spark in her eyes, and the excitement she tries to downplay are a cute sight on her.

BEIDOU.

when she’s tipsy and gets more physically affectionate with you in public.

party nights at the alcor were not something uncommon, what with everyone in the crew and the captain’s good mood and love for tasty meals and quality drink, the atmosphere was usually quite suitable for celebration.

the issue, sometimes, was that captain beidou definitely had a high alcohol tolerance, while some of the crew members did not, which resulted in a very drunk and very diverse bunch at the end of the night.

as much as beidou can hold her alcohol, though, it was oftentimes that she drank enough to be tipsy, which resulted in the affections you two kept in her private cabin to be somewhat exposed (to the few members of the crux that weren’t completely inebriated, anyway).

“babe, come here.” beidou smiles, widely, wrapping her strong arms around your middle. it catches you off guard, the way she rests her chin on your shoulder and tightens his hold a little tighter around you so in public.

and perhaps it’s everyone’s chatter and laughter, or the marine breeze lit by the moon, or the knowing look a certain ronin gives you, smiling and walking away to give you and beidou more privacy, but, even though you can’t help being a little shy, you suppose it’s okay to indulge too.

SHENHE.

when she picks you up in her arms.

no matter if it’s exhaustion or a sprained ankle, your girlfriend really doesn’t hesitate to hoist you up and carry you in her arms. gradually, you’re getting used to it, and you have to admit it feels nice, to rest in her plump chest, her heartbeat a relaxing constant as you cross through liyue’s landscapes.

however, the first few times it always took you completely off-guard. you are not sure if it was shenhe’s calm expression or the ease with which she picked you up, as if you weighted nothing, but you remember how you mentioned you were tired once, and next thing you knew you were being carried around.

thinking back on it, it was kind of cute, how shenhe didn’t really understand why you got so shy. you ended up chuckling, pecking her lips softly, a “thank you, dearest.” leaving your lips as you hugged her close under jueyun karst’s moonlight.

what you don’t quite know, however, is that that simple action of yours caused for color to raise to your beloved’s cheeks.

YAE MIKO.

when she wipes traces of food from the corners of your lips.

delicate petals in various shades of soft pink and rose flutter in the early spring breeze at narukami shrine. the sky is clear and cloudless, the last remnants of winter’s snow having melted away weeks ago.

you and lady yae, the guuji of narukami shrine and also your lover, find yourselves enjoying some dango milk, the new sweet drink that’s become so popular in inazuma lately.

yae miko is telling you stories about her past, being a youkai having lived for hundreds of years, her tales are always fantastical and full of magic. her hair, matching the cherry blossoms above, sways delicately with every one of her movements. you can’t help but be in awe at the elegance and presence she carries herself with.

“wait a second, my little one.” she says, inching closer to you, violet eyes focused on your lips. using the back of her index finger, she traces your cupid’s bow, cleaning up the pink sugary residue of the beverage. “there.” she nods, her hand still not separating from your face, which you are sure your lover has realized how hot it has become at her touch.