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what would you do if i die?

characters: diluc, xiao, zhongli

genre: fluff, angst, comfort

warnings: nicknames, mentions of death, kinda ooc, lowercase intended, unedited, not proofread

author's note: this is my first time writing for genshin characters, this'll be kinda bad bcs i haven't write in a while :/ and i just played genshin for a month so it'll probably be ooc. but still, i hope you can enjoy reading this!

DILUC

both you and diluc were just strolling around mondstadt with a comfortable silence until you decided to ask the question you've been wanting to ask. "what would you do if i die?" you asked, gaining diluc's attention. you saw him getting surprised from the corner of your eyes. but you stared at him instead, waiting for his answer.

"i'm not answering that question." he replied before walking away from you, leaving you behind. your eyebrows twitched at his response as you follow him along, keeping up your pace to be even with him. "that's not fair, diluc." you huffed, crossing your arms, not sparing a glance at him.

"no, you are not fair. why would you ask something like that? i don't want to lose you, y/n. stop playing around with jokes like that." he argued, his voice coming out harsher than what he had expected. his sudden tone made you surprised. seeing your reactions, diluc sighed and pulled you into a hug.

"i'm sorry for bursting out, but please don't joke around like that."

XIAO

"xiao, what would you do if i die?" you called out. you were currently alone in wangshu inn, waiting for xiao to come. until you decided to call him instead since it seemed like he's not coming anytime soon. right after you asked the question, xiao appeared in front of you.

he looked at you up and down, checking around if there might be something bothering you or if you're hurt anywhere. "well, hi. i was waiting for you." you said, acting like you didn't just ask something so serious. xiao stared at you with his blank face.

"don't ask something like that, i hate it." he muttered, his eyes looking everywhere but you. you smile lightly looking at him. "i'm sorry, love. it was supposed to be a joke, forgive me, yeah?" you whispered, taking one of is hand into yours. "yeah whatever, i got this for you. i struggeled while choosing it, that's why i'm late." he mumbles, giving you a pretty hairpin he bought in liyue earlier.

ZHONGLI

"dear, are you busy?" you peeked through the door of zhongli's office. hearing your voice shifted his attention from his paperworks to you. "hm? i'm not. do you need anything, love?" he asked, his hand motioning for you to come closer. "nothing! i was pretty bored so i decided to come here and look at this— i brought you lunch!"

zhongli smiled looking at you, taking a chair for you to sit beside him. he waited for you to sit on the chair and gave you a kiss once you sit. "thank you darling." he said, opening the lunch box that you've brought for him. you both ate in silence, only having small conversations here and there. until you asked something to break the silence.

"what would you do if i die?" you asked casually. zhongli coughed once you finished your sentence. you hurriedly took a glass of water and hand it to him. "hey, are you okay? i'm sorry, i shouldn't have asked you that kind of question when you're eating." you muttered, slightly embarrased.

once zhongli had calmed down, he hold your hand and caressed your hand with his thumb. "is something bothering you? please tell me." he questioned. "love, it's nothing! it's supposed to be a joke i guess, i'm sorry if i made you worried." you explained. he let out a relieved sigh and gave you a hug.

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waiting on you

note: i think this still remains my longest work yet (seriously 2k words is the best i can do?), and perhaps my best

summary: draken doesn't mean to hurt you, but being part of a gang was bound to do collateral damage

warnings: slight spoilers, mentions of death, violence

word count: 2k

“I want to break up with you.”

You’re sitting in your bedroom with your boyfriend. You, cross-legged on the bed, fidgeting with your hands. Him, laying on his stomach on the floor, busy reading this new manga he bought. You didn’t bother asking him the name because at this point you’re too frustrated to care. Your heart is pounding in your ears and you think you just might throw up. It’s too hot and you wished you could just get up and away from here. From him. Because you don’t want to acknowledge your feelings right now. You know you’ll start crying if you do. You know you’ll start fighting. You know he’ll convince you to stay. And you know, deep down, you want to.

Ken doesn’t fully register what you said. He’s still immersed in the book in front of him as he pops a piece of watermelon in his mouth. He gives you his divided attention, though, as he hums in question. “Sorry, what did you say?” he asks, glancing at you once before returning to the book. You find yourself growing annoyed by the second. It had been so long since you’d seen him and he wasn’t even giving you the time of the day.

You throw a pillow at him, giving him a pointed look when he glares at you. The frown on your face is enough for him to get the message though, and he closes the book, one finger still in to mark the page he was on, before sitting up and facing you. He has his hair down today so you can’t see his tattoo. And you’re glad. You’d told him once that you loved it. You still did, really, but these days it just served as a bitter reminder of the place that was hell bent on tearing him apart from you. And he was just too stubborn to admit it.

“I want to break up with you.” You repeat, seemingly more assertive this time, though the lump in your throat says otherwise.

He does a double take then, eyes widening a little as he croaks out, “W-What?” The manga is thrown away, followed by him crawling over to the feet of the bed to get close to you, reaching out to hold your hands. It hurts you to pull them away, and you can see it hurts him even more by the way his face falls and shoulders slump. You want nothing more than to be held by him, to feel your small hands in his much bigger and warmer ones, but you know if he were to do so you’d never get the words you needed to say out. You look away from him, suddenly feeling the urge to cry.

Ken can’t tell if this is all a big joke, another one of those pranks you always team up with Mikey to play on him. “Baby.” He lets out a nervous chuckle. You still don’t look at him. You can’t. “You’re kidding, right? You don’t mean that.” He’s trying so hard to look into your eyes, movements so desperate that you can’t stop the first tear that falls. And he sees it. He’s just about to hold your cheek in his hand before you’re taking a deep breath and wiping the tear away. You look at him and you love him and you can’t help but hate him too. Why was he doing this to you? Why has he reduced you to this?

You shake your head at him, a silent sign that you had had enough. “I don’t think I can do this anymore, Ken. I can’t- I can’t handle you being in Toman any longer. I’ve told you countless times to leave that godforsaken place because it’s not safe for you.” He’s staring at you with this confused look on his face as if he doesn’t get it. And you think maybe he doesn’t. He doesn’t get why the gang is bad for him. He doesn’t get how much it affects you. He doesn’t get why you want him to leave. Which is why you will.

“Wait. Just wait a second, Y/N.” he stands up from his place on the floor, taking a few steps back from you as if he finds the whole situation ridiculous. “You’re breaking up with me because I won’t leave the gang? You can’t be-”

“I’m breaking up with you because I can’t keep waiting for you.” You stand up too, looking him square in the face, willing yourself to go on. “I don’t know where you are or what you’re doing on most days. You pop in and out as you wish and expect me to be okay with it. Even more so now that Toman’s gotten bigger. I miss you, Ken, but these days I can’t help but ask… do you even still love me?”

“That’s not fair, Y/N.” he says softly, knowing you won’t like it if he raises his voice now. “You know I love you. But you can’t make me choose. Toman’s my family, and you are too. Please don’t make me choose who I’d rather give up because I won’t be able to.” He still doesn’t think you’re serious. You can’t possibly be, right? He doesn’t remember ever being this scared. Not in the fight with Moebius or Valhalla. Not when Emma died. Not when Emma died.

“You don’t have to. I’ll choose for you. Because I can’t spend any more nights wondering if you’re okay, if you’re hurt, if you’re in a fight with another one of those stupid gangs, if you’re-” you choke out a sob, “if you’re alive.”

He looks at you incredulously. He doesn’t really want to believe his ears. Doesn’t want to believe the words coming out of your mouth. Doesn’t want to believe they’re coming out of your mouth. “You know that’s-”

You don’t let him continue though. You can’t let him speak. Not right now. Not till you get everything out. “Please, Ken. Don’t you get how much it kills me to know that any day now I might not get to see you ever again? When you-” you stop for a second to wipe away your tears, deciding to sit back down on the bed before your legs give out beneath you. In a much softer voice now, you continue. “When you were stabbed and Mikey called me, I- I really thought I’d lose you then. And I felt like I would die. I don’t want to live-”

“Please don’t say that.” He cries, interrupting you, and it’s only now that you notice the tears on his face. “I know I make you worry sometimes, but I can’t just-”

“Sometimes?” You scoff, looking up at him in exasperation. “Really, Ken?” You really want to hold him right now. Looking at him cry is making your heart ache painfully and you really just want to hold him right now. But you know you’d never forgive yourself if you do. It’s so easy to give in to him. But easy’s not what you need right now. “Please don’t make this any harder than it already is. I love you too much and I need you to understand that you aren’t good for me… I don’t think I’ll be able to say this to you ever again.”

“Stop it. Just stop.” You look up at him and he’s glaring at you through the tears. Why did you think he’d let you go so easily? “If you loved me, you wouldn’t be saying this to me. If you loved me, you wouldn’t be doing this. You’d know that I can’t imagine a life without you either. Whatever I do, I do to protect you and everyone else I care about.”

You want to laugh. You want to laugh at him. At yourself. At the world. At this conversation. You knew he’d do this. He’d guilt trip you into staying. He’d profess how much he loved and cared about you. But he was all talk and no action. Because you didn’t remember the last time you felt his love. Didn’t remember the last time you were doted on. If his love was getting into fights and risking getting killed, then maybe you were better off watching from the side lines. You didn’t want to be involved with him or that gang. He didn’t need you, he had everything he wanted in Toman. You were just this shiny, new object he took a liking to and had now grown tired of. He’d realised you were too much work and decided it wasn’t worth the effort. Why should you then spend so many sleepless nights because of him? Because he thought it was okay to live a criminal’s life? You chose to love him. But you could easily choose to stop doing so.

So you laugh. You laugh like whatever he said is the funniest thing you’ve ever heard in your life (maybe it is). You laugh like he’s the joke. And you ignore the way your heart squeezes. You ignore the way tears are streaming down your face. You ignore the way he looks like you’ve just shot him. You wanted to hurt him. Hurt him like he does you. And you did.

Ken doesn’t know what he’s done wrong. He doesn’t realise what he’s doing to you. He doesn’t understand why you’re laughing at him, making him feel like he’s the crazy one. He loves you. Why don’t you get that? But he doesn’t realise he’s not capable of loving you. Not really. Not when he’s too busy with the gang. Not when his life is on the line most days. Not when he can’t even find time to spend with you. Were you two even dating now? It was always Mikey or Takemichi or Mitsuya or Inui or someone else from that fucking gang before you. You were tired of it. You were tired of being the second choice. Of being the one he’d come to when he had nothing else to do.

“Why are you laughing?” he asked, trying to keep any emotion out of his voice.

“Leave.” Ken pretends he doesn’t hear you.

“Y/N, please. We can work this out. We can-” He knows now that you mean it, accepts that maybe he has fucked up. But he loves you. So he can fix this, right? He finally holds your hands and you instantly feel your resolve weakening. You look up at him, and maybe it’s the first time in a long while you feel his love. Or maybe that’s just his desperation. The desperation not to lose anyone else. “We can take a break, Y/N. Just to think about it. We don’t have to break up. We don’t have to. I know I’ve been neglecting you, but I promise I’ll do better.”

“I want you to leave.” You say it much firmer this time, leaving no room for argument. You want him to get it into that head of yours. Need him to.

He sighs, stepping back. He wants to scream at you. He really does. But he respects you too much. Maybe someday he’ll realise why you’re doing this. But till then he’d respect your decision. He’d stay away if that’s what you needed.

Ken really doesn’t want to go, but he stares at you for a second, then two, before bending down to pick up his stuff from the floor. He steps towards you and leans down to plant a kiss on your forehead, lips lingering longer than you want them to. “I’m sorry. I love you.” He breathes out, turning towards the door. He glances back at you on his way out. Waits a moment for you to look at him, to tell him it’s all a lie, that you want him to stay. But your eyes stay trained on the floor, tears keep spilling, heart keeps breaking.

Maybe you’ll change your mind. You will change your mind. Because he loves you.

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clocking out

summary: kazutora works too hard sometimes

pairing: timeskip!kazutora hanemiya x gn!reader

genre: fluff

warnings: minor manga spoilers, mentions of baji

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hearing the front door open makes you instinctively jump to your feet. when you make it to the entrance of your apartment, you find kazutora kicking off his work shoes and slipping off his jacket. “tora! how was-“. your question is caught off by kazutora practically collapsing your arms out of exhaustion.

a light hearted chuckle passes by your lips before you help kazutora over to the living room sofa. after some effort you end up sitting on the couch with kazutora’s head resting in your lap. inhaling your scent, kazutora can’t hold back his sigh of content.

“wow, someone’s tired,” you giggle, gently pulling kazutora’s hair out of the ponytail it was in so you could run your fingers through his blond and black locks. “you and chifuyu must have been really busy”.

“hmm, missed you all day,” kazutora mumbled. he’s looking up at you with eyes that are struggling to stay open. after not seeing you for hours kazutora doesn’t want to ruin this moment by drifting off but it’s proving to be difficult.

with a soft smile, you reassure him that you missed him too. sometimes it sucked that you’d be separated for so long during the day but you understood why things were that way. ever since he got released from jail, kazutora has been doing everything he could to turn his life around. he got a job at the pet store with chifuyu and he’s been working hard to be the type of person who could take care of you.

it warmed your heart seeing all of kazutora’s effort but at the same time, you worried. “i’m really proud of you,” you tell him as kazutora takes one of the hands that was playing with his hair and brings it to his lips. the sleepy kisses that he leaves on your knuckles only makes you grin grow wider. “but you know, you deserve a break”.

almost immediately, kazutora shakes his head as if this is impossible. “i have a lot to do before i can make up for my mistakes and i doubt even that will be enough,” he argues, a sad frown appearing on his face as he recalls all those things that occurred in the past.

just thinking about what earned him jail time made kazutora feel sick. he truly couldn’t believe that after everything he still managed to find someone like you, who loved him despite all his faults. it didn’t seem fair but at the same time he was grateful for what he perceived as his undeserved fortune.

“baji wouldn’t want you to work yourself to death” you remind him, as if you could read his mind and tell that his old friend had suddenly begun plaguing his thoughts. “and neither do i. i’m sure chifuyu would understand if you took the day off. how about it, stay home with me tomorrow?”.

the guilt in his chest makes it hard for kazutora to agree to your suggestion at first. the longer he looks up into those eyes of yours that he adored so much, he became unable to refuse you. “okay” he yawns. “hopefully chifuyu will be able to handle things”.

“i’m sure he can,” you replied. “so what do you want to do tomorrow? we can go for a walk in the park or we can bake? or just relax in bed all day. what do you think?”.

your inquiry gets no response. confused, you look down at kazutora to find him softly snoring in your lap. turns out he couldn’t keep himself awake any longer. it’s fine because he looks so adorable napping like a kitten. “never mind, we can talk in the morning,” you whispered, leaning down to kiss his forehead. “goodnight, tora”.

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deku is a [makes his lock screen the color of your eyes / borrows your oversized hoodies because they smell like you / rubs his thumb over the side of yours when he holds your hand] kind of boyfriend and

todoroki is a [walks you home even if it's an hour out of his way / follows you around in sephora to take pictures of everything you pick up / keeps a polaroid of you in his wallet] kind of boyfriend and

bakugo is a [matches outfits and jewelry with you so people know you're dating / drives you to the grocery store and cooks food for you after he stays over / gets mad if you don't text good morning and good night] kind of boyfriend

BNHA men and what they would do if they found you asleep <3

warnings: pure fluff!! and sleepy bois

❀ DENKI the kind of man who pokes your cheek when you sleep just to see your reaction respectfully, I'd murder him <3 if you're still asleep after that he will just lay down with you in his arms and sleep, now if you woke up.... he's getting his ass beat, and then cuddles lol

❀ HITOSHI the kind of man to lay on you and just fall asleep there (he is very careful and makes sure he is not crushing you... completely)

❀ SHOUTO the kind of man that would lay beside you when you sleep and just look at your face with eyes filled of love and adoration

❀ IZUKU would do the same but he would also either stroke your hair or your cheek, probably lay a kiss on either of those places and then fall asleep too

❀ EIJIROU would just scoop you in his arms and just put all his limbs around you just like a koala bear uwu his face shoved in your neck or chest

❀ KATSUKI would carefully move you so you're the one laying on him with one (or both) of his arms around your back he would probably start to unconsciously rub it and then snooz off

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SOMEONE MAKES YOU UNCOMFORTABLE

♡ hawks, aizawa, bakugo, dabi

— contains. f!reader, angy bnha men, use of dabi’s real name, non-explicit/mentions of: harassment, alcohol, slight possessiveness

𝐇𝐀𝐖𝐊𝐒 ♡

“She’s not interested, pal,” he says as he snakes an arm around your waist from behind you. He left you for one minute to get drinks and all of a sudden, a random half-drunk guy came up to you, chatting you up despite your obvious protests, seemingly unaware of who you came here with. Keigo takes the seat next to you and says nothing more to the guy but as the guy protests, Keigo was quick to cut him off, irritation noticeable in his tone and expression, “fuck are you still here for?” Immediately, the guy recognizes who he’s dealing with. Panic and apologetic replaces his previously cocky expression as he cusses before excusing himself. Keigo turns back to you, pulling you closer to him as he soothes your arm. “You okay, pretty bird?”

𝐀𝐈𝐙𝐀𝐖𝐀 ♡

“___, you good?” A familiar voice speaks from behind you, the source of the voice putting a hand on the small of your back, suddenly you aren’t afraid of the guys who have been pestering you for the last couple of minutes, asking you your name, your number, if you’re waiting for someone, the list goes on. Shouta directed the question at you but his eyes were glued to the men who suddenly felt threatened under his gaze. He arrived late for your date, his fault. His voice is calm but you can tell by his gaze and the shift in his breathing pattern, he’s furious, only holding himself back because he doesn’t wanna do anything that could potentially hurt you in the process. After giving him your answer, he clenches his jaw as you take your leave, but not before he stops to give them a last warning. “Don’t show your faces here again”

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GENSHIN BOYS IN COLLEGE

pairings: xiao, zhongli, kaeya, albedo, diluc, thoma, kazuha, & childe x gn!reader

summary: them & their college shenanigans <3

warnings: fluffy. this is literal crack i'm so blocked

note: i was having writers block so enjoy some brain rot

xiao: the liberal arts major who hates everyone except you and his besties venti & albedo <3 when xiao's not trying to be the main character who's mysteriously drawing by himself under a tree, he's streaming on twitch with his active 400k fan base that consists mostly of teenage girls. oh, did i mention he's a secret drag racer?

zhongli: the teachers assistant for the world history class. this man knows everything about every historical event. you swear it's like he's almost lived through all of it! which leads to your speculations of zhongli being a vampire. anyway, this man is very sweet and definitely gets unwanted flirtatious attention from his students. poor man just wants to talk about history </3

kaeya: the frat boy who's almost never at his frat house. honestly if he didn't tell you he was a frat boy you never could've guessed. kaeya is your typical "bad boy heart breaker" trope. and of course, his only soft spot is for you <3 what you find even more shocking is that he's a chemistry major. suddenly the stupid science pick up lines he leaves on post it notes for you to find make more sense.

albedo: ah yes, our studious straight A albedo. he's a double stem major with a minor in art. albedo has to be one of the most underrated students in your class. he's kind, smart, and very pretty. albedo is always willing to help you with your work and always does so with a gleaming smile! everyone loves albedo <3

diluc: oh. him. that guy. so diluc's like super rich, but humble about it. you won't even know this man is rich you didn't see him driving around campus in his 150,000 sports car. you've only heard from rumors that he's not one to talk to and should be ignored. so it wasn't until you were forced to talk to him though a project that you realized diluc is the most socially awkward dork you know! strangely, you very much like him for it.

thoma: unintentional teachers pet. all of the professors love thoma. i mean, who doesn't love thoma? having a bad day? thoma to the rescue! he's always there for you, rain or shine. he majors in zoology and is president of the cooking club! he also seems to attract a ton of unwanted attention from his fellow peers, but in reality all his heart longs for is yours.

kazuha: mmm yes. another one apart of liberal arts. kazuha is a music major and probably one of the easiest going guys you have ever met. he writes you weekly poems that you collect over time and put in a shoebox you spent hours decorating. you'd never tell kazuha that obviously.

childe: the epitome of frat boy chad. childe did not come to college to study, he came to party his life away. what enrages your the most is childe's natural smooth talking skills. this loser can talk any professor out of failing him. but what you can't seem to wrap your head around is his pristine grades. how can someone get wasted on a monday night but still ace their exam!!

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jean bf headcanons [p2]

hehe jean brain rot time + some more general headcanons mixed in :]

warnings: a little bit of fem! implied reader

- despite you both having your own designated spaces in the bed, the entire thing might as well be yours. You lay sprawled out on any side and Jean either lazily adjusts you or just squeezes into whatever space beside you

- movie nights at least once a week. Contrary to what his manly man behavior suggests, no, Jean does not want to watch this super scary horror movie

- He has a fear of clowns and dolls so when you pull out the Annabelle movies he's already sweating.

-"You sure you wanna watch this movie, baby?" "Je~ean, you're not scared, are you?" "Well, I-, no, of course not, I- I just- I don't want you to be scared."

- You see right through his façade but pick another movie anyway. If you both still watch the horror movie, you're holding and rubbing his hand the entire time, his face partially hidden in your neck as he tries to disguise his fear as cuddling.

- He tenses up when something scares him and tries to hold in any scream or cry, but if one does slip out he obviously disguises it as a cough. Yeah sure, Jean, a popcorn kernel totally got stuck in your throat conveniently at every jumpscare.

- summertime with Jean!! He loves seeing you in any swimsuit whether it's a one-piece or a bikini, even if you're wearing one of those little sheer cover-ups the entire time

- you both suck at making sand castles and they end up lopsided and looking like they've melted.

- definitely collects seashells for you. He hides the prettiest ones from you to get them made into necklaces/gifts and it's always a pleasant surprise. You keep them all tucked away in a cute little jewelry box and wear them out on dates.

- Jean has this sort of mundane superpower where's he really good at telling what things you really want. You don't even have to say anything. You pick up a pair of pants and only look at it for ten seconds, but Jean can somehow tell if you actually really like them or not. He claims you have a tell but won't let you know what it is.

- He will try out any game you tell him about at least once. Doesn't matter if it's a girly dress up game or a first person shooter, he'll try it anyway.

- LOVES running his fingers through your hair (or over your scalp if you have super short hair). Loves having his hands on or near your head/face in general. Gives you head pats and calls you a good girl/boy

- Sings while he cooks but only when you're not home/he thinks you can't hear him because it makes him a little shy.

- Loves to dress you up because he loves seeing you in clothes that he picked out for you. You're both be lazing around the house and he gets this urge to spoil you so grab your bag, ya'll are going shopping.

- He tells you to pick a colour or a style(and maybe the store) and while you're looking at stuff in the shop, he's using the criteria you gave him to pick an outfit for you, it's like a game for him.

just some dabi fluff for a friend<3

WARNINGS: fluff - gn!reader - 300 words

Dabi opened the door to your shared bedroom quietly. It was late at night and he had just came back from a mission, not wanting to wake you up, knowing you would probably be asleep by now.

What he didn’t know was that you were wide awake, unable to fall asleep until he walked into the bedroom and saw you in his hoodie with a blanket wrapped around you lazily.

“Hey, why are you up?” He asked in a soft tone and you just shrugged a bit. “I’m just up-” You mumbled, looking at him as he sat down next to you, leaning against him almost immediately.

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Levi is the type to;

Cover you with a blanket when you fall asleep on the couch

Lay his hand on your leg

Embrace you from behind

Make sure you have the comfiest seat in the car/kitchen/living room/etc

Put your phone on charge when you fall asleep

Rub your back when it hurts

Wash your laundry and dirty dishes

Buy you that something you wanted

Ruffle your hair

Kiss you when you're fast asleep and whisper that he loves you