I Love This So Much

“Then, how many minutes have to pass before we can be heroes?”

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⤷ aether x gn!reader

synopsis: 0.5k ; when venti tasked him with giving people advice for their romantic feelings, he wasn’t expecting someone to say your name.

warnings/genre: jealousy, it’s fluffy if you squint, stuff from the windblume festival event?

His legs were sore.

That was the only thing Aether could think about at this point, it wasn’t even the afternoon yet and he felt worn out. He’d been running all over Mondstat, doing chores for other people, helping other people. It wasn’t that he minded it at all; he liked helping people, plus they compensated him.

But he was tired. All he wanted to do was take a break. He’d agreed to help Venti though, regardless of how many other people he’d been doing favors for today.

“One more,” Venti smiled. “That guy over there, his name is Deacon.”

His face was oddly familiar to Aether, but it took tired eyes a few moments to register the knight uniform the guy was wearing. Aether nodded in response, and was then walked over to greet the guy.

Most of what he was saying went over Aether’s head — he couldn’t help it, he was half-asleep. All he really needed to do was pay attention to whatever signal Venti gave anyway.

“...uh so, I don’t really know what kind of gift Y/n would like. Any ideas?”

Wait.

Surely this guy was not talking about the same Y/n that Aether had in mind… right? Sure, he’d never actually told you how he feels, but the constant, playful flirting had to be enough to steer people away. He always hoped it did, anyway, at least until he could gather enough courage.

Though he looked over to Venti, he ignored the bard’s signal. Venti’s signal was clearly one of assurance, but instead, Aether shook his head at the guy.

“I don’t think you should. Y/n… I don’t know, they never seemed into you, even if that’s kind of blunt to say. Uhm, aren’t you on duty right now though?”

It wasn’t a lie; Aether was positive that you didn’t even know the guy’s name. But still, the honorary knight wasn’t supposed to be so bitter, wasn’t supposed to get jealous so easily.

“Yeah, yeah. I am. Thank you though, I think I’ll reconsider it.”

As soon as the guy was out of earshot, Venti’s voice chimed. He had a snarky expression on his face, he looked so amused, but for once Aether couldn’t laugh about it like he normally would.

“So, are you going to be giving anyone a windblume then? Y/n, maybe?”

“...It’s not like that.”

“Jealousy is a somewhat common emotion, it’s not that hard to see. So go tell Y/n how you feel, what’s the worst that could really happen?”

A lot, apparently. He supposes it’s not as bad as it could be; you didn’t reject him, but the thing is, he didn’t even tell you how he feels. Now he’s standing beside you, awkwardly, unable to say anything.

“You ok, Aether?” Your voice was gentle and laced with concern. Such a simple thing caused his heart to flutter, and yet you probably had no idea.

“Hm? Oh, yeah, I’m all good. I think I just need to relax for a bit. I’m tired is all.”

You smiled sweetly, then moved to wrap your arms around him. He buried his face into the side of your neck, letting out a quiet, content hum. He just hoped you couldn’t feel his heart beating out of his chest.

“you liar!” the sound of your hands slamming the table resonated in the room, “you dirty, cheating, liar!”

oikawa was shocked. no, “shocked” was an understatement. he was dumbfounded. all the tricks, the games - he’d never meant for you to find out, to see through his facade. he’d been doing so well, too. to think that it would all come crashing down because of a slip of a tongue. how reckless. heaven knows how long he’ll ponder over this. “i could’ve done better!”, is all he’ll tell himself. you’ll never let him live this down, either.

“guys!” you were both snapped out of a trance as iwaizumi shouted. “i think it’s time to stop playing monopoly.”

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Hi hi! So I'm pretty sure your favorite character is Shouto (please correct me if I'm wrong!) but I was wondering what your favorite scenes of him are? And what are your favorite colors?

hi hi anon!! yes, my favorite character is indeed shouto 😅 guilty as charged! my favorite scenes hmm lemme think...

***GIFS NOT MINE, credit to owners!!***

basically the entire sports festival don’t @ me omg

carrying on... literally any time he fights. heLLO. what a hero oh man oh man.

if i absolutely have to pick ONE. it would be the scene where todo drags deku to the side before their fight in the sports festival and tells him about his past (after asking if deku is all mights love child LOL).... this one below omg.

i mean LOOK AT HIM. wow.

and lastly!! my favorite colors... light pink (big surprise here), white, yellow (either marigold or bright duckling yellow lol), cerulean (shoutos eye lowkey), and maybe a lilac/lavender too.

thank u for attending my presentation <3

GENSHIN BOYS IN A BAND WITH SINGER S/O

• genshin boys as band members.

fluff! band au! — childe! diluc! kaeya! tohma! xiao!

notes: no notes but please don’t spam like my post! if can get me shadowbanned. it would be a huge help if you can reblog.

# childe … drum player or electric guitar. His hair is a little longer and he’s the type to stick his tongue out when he’s playing solo or really feeling the music. His style is more like baggy clothes and boyfriend jeans. He’s the layback band member.

Drum player childe, plays the best beats I’m telling you he’s naturally talented with it comes to drumming. Especially if it’s for you, when you are asked to improvise he goes all out giving you one of his best beats so you can give the crowd your best.

Guitar player childe, when he’s playing a solo he can’t help but lean his back against you. My gosh, I can just picture him. Crowd goes crazy for him, he’s the type to wear a tank top with some loose jeans, a couple of necklaces, and maybe even a pearl one. ( i have a thing for guys who wear pearl necklaces </3 ) you sing to him while he plays for you and everyone goes crazy.

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# xiao … he’s an electric guitar player no one can’t say no. electric guitar player xiao who wears leather jackets even if he’s drooling in sweat. Wears skinny jeans and combat boots, rings, and has multiple piercings, you choose where. His poker face makes everyone go feral.

He smiles every time you start singing or when you sing once he finishes his part. Man, he loves your voice so much. He can even hear it in his dreams.

He sings with you, the two of you take the same mic and sing away, people love it.

Second lead singer xiao, who takes the lead right after you sing a high note. Holds the guitar with one hand and sings.

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# kaeya … keyboard player. He’s the band’s flirtatious member. It’s hard not to get jealous while singing, he literally steals the show and gets thrown bras…

Keyboard player kaeya, who wears half unbuttoned shirts, always the white ones. With baggy jeans and boots. Has his famous earrings and has cool-looking glasses.

Keyboard player kaeya, that winks at you when he takes the lead and dedicates his solo to you, always.

Keyboard player kaeya, who has a thing for licking his lips.

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# diluc … drum player only and only that. He’s the fit one, not too fit but has the muscles and the body. That’s what he’s known for. He’s the one also wearing tanks tops, a black one to be exact. If it’s not that then he’s wearing oversize shirts and baggy pants has long hair and it’s always on a messy low pony tail. His hair is not as long as he has it in the game.

He always has a serious face but man does he smirk, those little smirks always appear when he’s not even noticing. People go crazy.

Okay but he’s so hot when he plays the drums, you can’t even look behind you without getting shy.

Drum player diluc, who smiles at you when he’s doing his solo while you sing. He’s the type to place his tongue on his teeth while playing just because he gets too concentrated.

Drum player diluc, who throws his stick up in the air and catches them before playing.

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# tohma … second lead singer, who wears anything he feels comfortable in. the fashionable one of the band. And oh man can this man sing. Just imagine tohma in a fashionable outfit and having sexy voice cracks when he sings, not the embarrassing ones tho.

Second lead singer tohma, who has a whiny voice when he sings. King at showing expression while he sings. It’s impossible not to fall for him.

Second lead singer tohma, who sings next to you with the flirtatious smile ever, making you nervous. Eye contact is intense.

ariaki

#can i brush your hair tonight?

—instances when you brush, pat, or pet his hair or take care of it for them

CHARACTERS. Zhongli, Xiao, Venti, Thoma, Scaramouche, Kazuha, Kaeya, Gorou, Diluc, Childe, Ayato, Albedo, Aether

THEMES. fluff! reverse comfort.

WARNINGS. may have spoilers on Venti. (Very) Slight suggestive on a few parts (Albedo, Venti, Thoma?) but nothing much to worry about.

NOTES. hello so this is slightly late, i know. i was out for most of today plus i also relished eating my tonkotsu ramen so i forgot the time hahaha. anyway hope you’ll like this one guys<33

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ZHONGLI is steadfast as a rock and would be rather difficult to fluster despite great efforts. He’d crack a smile or two, admiring the beauty of your actions, but you’ll never win from the toughness of his shell.

“You’d like to brush my hair?” his voice was laced with confusion before he chuckled, “Well, who am I to deny such a gracious request from my beloved?”

Silence filled the room yet both of you relished on the tranquility of each other’s presence, the scent of the tea you two had still in the air, and the crickets of the night sang to further fill in the harmony of the evening.

The brush skims through his thin, long strands that didn’t seem to have that much need. Yet despite it, you made sure that nothing was left uncovered, leaving no regrets behind. By the time you finished, his eyes flutter open as he turns to you, a soft smile on his lips. He then reaches towards your cheek before he says, “I did not know such a simple thing could put my mind to ease, thank you, beloved.”

XIAO is wary, slow to open up, could stretch his wings and fly away when he feels threatened. It was night when the dark enveloped the depths and crevices of the yaksha’s heart, creeping in and soiling his already lost core. His karma—you were no strangers, you knew.

“Xiao, I’m here,” you whisper as his words pushes you away, his body stiff under your embrace, fingers on the strands of his hair. His system was shutting down, almost getting sucked in by darkness when he felt it. The way you caressed his hair still, his scalp and dark locks locks soothed by the tips of your fingers, as if pulling him from the gloom of his debt.

He breathes in as if he hadn’t all his life, panting hard as if vision clears, sight regained as he realizes he was in your room, your house. Not in Wangshu, but with you.

“Are you back?” you looked at him for a minute, and he saw the tears that were in the corner of your eyes, now falling down when you were able to confirm that he was coming to, a smile—the most beautiful smile he had ever seen—forming on your lips before you pulled him in another embrace.

“You’re back. You’re back, Xiao. I thought I lost you,” you say. He was breathing normally by the time he raised his own arms to wrap them on your waist, letting himself return your affection.

“You saved me. I am in your debt, Y/n.”

VENTI’s body is not his own. His face, his hands, his eyes, his hair and everything else is not one that was fated to him—for him. He didn’t particularly paid much attention to his desires. He was no one before you came into his life.

His giggles echoed in the room as you untangled the braids of his hair, the bluegreens coming into life at the softness of your touch.

“So brave of you to ask, my windblume,” he muses, to which you lightly slapped the back of his shoulder while chuckling.

“What? Don’t be shy now,” he teases grinning in fromr of the mirror with his hair now untied and let down.

Despite tt all, he’d be silent throughout the process, a soft smile playing on his face, yet still silent. You could tell he was savoring the moment of being taken care of, his muscles and body at ease.

His body was not his own, but with you here, every moment makes him feel like it was his all along.

THOMA had always thought of others before himself. He does not also have the time to do so, anyway. Thus when you came and changed his entire routine, it was then that he realized how much effort he puts onto others before, and with you by his side, he was slowly starting to appreciate and be selfish of the attention he had neglected from himself.

“That feels good,” he says as he lets you rub your fingertips on his scalp, your digits on his strands, “You’re so good to me, you know.”

He cracks one eye open and he reaches for your hand, placing a kiss on it for a little while before closing his eyes once again. Such a sweet man, he is, he doesn’t even know how much your heart skipped a beat and your breath halted at such a simple action.

SCARAMOUCHE would kill with the daggers of his gaze—or literally—before anyone could even touch him. Yet, like many other time, you remain his one and only weakness.

And he doesn’t know if he despised it or loved it.

“What are you-” he halts, his mouth pursing shut as you continued to brush his hair with your palm, smiling as you compliment him on how smooth it was. You chose to ignore the blush that appears on his cheeks as he continues to stare at you, forcing himself to narrow his eyes at your form; his hat on your head, a pleased look on your face. It was a good thing no one was there around both of you or else he might have dug his own grave by letting you pet his head and hair delightfully.

“I’m not a pet, Y/n,” he frowns—pouts, actually. But despite this, you could tell how much he liked it with how he doesn’t push you or your hand away.

Soft as a feather. It was natural of KAZUHA to always compliment your beauty beyond his—you’re the priority, When you offered to do his hair one particular time, he was ready to say no. Yet he knows those sparkles and glitters in your orbs, begging him to say yes, thus he did, chuckling with a “Of course, whatever you wish, my dove.”

He remains silent as you carefully brush his hair first, asking him every now and then if it hurts every time you straighten up the knotted strands of his light hair with a whisper. It warms his heart, how much you care, how much you love. By the time you finished combing snd tying his hair on his usual style, he suddenly turns around and grabs your hand, placing a kiss on each of your knuckles before standing to his feet and pressing his lips on yours.

“Thank you,” he whispers next to your skin, “you never fail to amuse me, dove.”

KAEYA has too many secrets to hide. The gravity of his sins couldn’t even compare with those that seemed visible to the eye.

When you touch his hair, you were touching his heart, his core, his soul. He wants to pull away, to never let anyone see his vulnerabilities and fragilities. Yet you, you have something in you that makes him feel… free.

Freedom’s such a heavy word, even from him who supposedly hails from Mondstadt. With your lips, he love; with your hands, he care; with your touch, he submits. You broke him out of the frozen confines of his heart, made him breathe through the air of this so-called love.

“Kaeya? Does it feel good, hun?” you asked him, and he looks into your eyes and tells the truth.

“Of course, sweetheart,” he smiles at you, “Everything you do for me is good.”

Due to his natural instincts, GOROU feels your touches with an intensity. Just merely having your fingers caress and run through his hair makes his muscles instantly ease to the touch. He accidentally lets out a few hums or moans especially since his guard was down, only to let it back up as he consciously looks around, cautious of having anyone else around.

You giggled as you gently pat on the back of his head, halting the soft attack on his hair and ears for a little while, letting the poor boy rest and take a breather, “Don’t worry, no one but me will hear you.”

“This is embarrassing,” he hides his face on the crook of your neck, but remained having his arms around you and legs propped on either side of yours—seated on your lap, actually.

“Don’t be, baby,” you purr, “I’m just pampering you for a little while. So just relax, hm?”

DILUC shielded himself from anything else, anybody else. Deflected any other care towards him and as a result, he wasn’t used to such kind of affections.

“You don’t have to,” he says as you prompt him to sit down in front of the mirror, eyes telling how much it’s not something he does not do often—ever, probably.

He remains quiet for a long while, you won’t even know if he liked if or not until you two were about to slip on the bed, suddenly feeling him hug you from behind and kissing one of your temples as he held you there for a little while.

“Would you like this to be a recurring habit every night?” he whispers, quite hesitatingly but still letting it out, “It appears you took pleasure on it, I don’t mind if you’d want to keep it that way starting from now.”

CHILDE is a wildfire, despite his wave-like strength. Yet there are times when he’s magntized by the force of your peace, and this is was one of those times.

You were taking off his mask, helping him out of pure routine when he comes home. By the time you successfully do so and had the item placed somewhere else, he takes a hold of your hand before pulling them up to his hair once again.

“Why?”

“Can you do that again?” he inquires with a shy smile.

You could only furrow your brows as you then realized what he was referring to, a smirk forming on your lips, “Want me to caress your hair?”

He pouts and he seemed to want to say no but he sooner nods, pulling you from where you both were until he plops on the couch, while letting you sit on his lap.

“Please? I’m so tired from work,” he whines, snaking his arms on your waist and settling his head on your shoulder, not before pressing a gentle kiss on it first.

AYATO‘s hair is like silk, woven by the greatest seamstresses of Inazuma, He lets you brush them since you seemed to have been wanting to—you confessed it to him, actually, by the time you two had gotten together.

He lets you do whatever you want with them; through braids, ponytails, or maybe even a bun. You let him take care of you, thus he lets you do the same to him. Actually, he’d let you play with his hair while he’s doing his work. “It calms me down,” he says, referring to the way your fingers run over his hair, your fingertips teasing his back or his shoulders or the back of his neck, brushing onto them accidentally.

ALBEDO couldn’t understand the pleasure of having their hair touched by someone—being taken care of, actually. Such a confusing topic that he can never relate to until it happened to him—you happened.

He felt it; how his shoulders eased, a sigh falling out of his lips, his back leaning to where you were behind him, and it was as if the world had gone and you and him were the only ones left. When you proposed to take a bath together, he didn’t expect for someone such as himself to feel like this. Comforting, almost like a sanctuary and an escape from the world.

“You’re silent, ‘Bedo, are you alright?” your voice pulls him out of his reverie.

“Better, actually,” he answers, “I did not know how calming it is to have someone massage though one’s scalp or let them wash their hair. Unexpected but it’s not really surprising, after all, there are nerve endings in the scalp, which makes it quite easy to let us, even such as I, to feel good.”

You could only blink as you nod even if his back was on yours, awkwardly chuckling, “Yeah.. that’s right. Anyway, would you like me to apply conditioner on your hair?”

Teyvat is a cruel world. AETHER knew of that as his footsteps wandered around, traveled and met everyone and experienced everything.

He swears to protect you, to show you that there is a light beneath the darkness. And yet, you’re the one who does it to him, who takes care of him or loves him when he didn’t know he needed it. He has his sister, and he has everything. But now, he doesn’t think he could live the same without you and your fingers sliding onto his hair, bringing them together into a braid just how much you put him together. You were now his foundation, a sanctuary he couldn’t have expected to find, the person who makes him whole and drown out all the worries away, even for a little while.

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