Bakugo :

MHA/BNHA boys react to you: wearing another pros merch?!?!

Fandom: My Hero Academia

Parings: Izuku Midoriya X Fem!Reader, Katsuki Bakugo X Fem!Reader, Shoto Todoroki X Fem!Reader, Kirishima Eijiro X Fem!Reader, Denki Kaminari X Fem!Reader, Tamaki Amajiki X Fem!Reader, Keigo (Hawks) Takami X Fem!Reader.

Note: New to writing on tumblr so might not be the best, but I’ll get better promise ya. Btw they’re aged up to their 20’s.

Cw: suggestive but no actual smut yk, fluff, possessiveness, insecurities, jealousy, angst? No not really, swearing. think that’s it.

Masterlist

He was very very confused

Why were you wearing another pros merch?

He got slightly insecure abt it too

Did you not love him as much anymore? Did you not like the merch he gave you? Did you it like his stuff at all?

He tried not to stare at the Ingenium T-Shirt for too long, other wise me was sure he’d tear up and the last thing he needed was for you too see him cry

He don’t want to me that boyfriend— making it seem like the only thing your aloud to us are things that involve him

But why were you wearing this when you have a whole collection of Deku merch?

It was nagging at him really terribly, he just wants an answer, it wasn’t like he though you might have a thing for Iida… right?

You didn’t right?

You love him right!

That’s when he gave into his thoughs

“Why’re you wearing an Ingenium Hoodie?”

Great now you’ll thing he’s annoying and clingy

He didn’t expect for you to giggle at his pink flushed face

That only made him feel even worse

We’re you about to tell him because you love him? Because he’s you’re new favorite hero? Because he’s no longer the No. 1 in your heart?

He couldn’t handle that not a little bit

“‘Zuku, honey. Look at me.”

He didn’t even notice he had looked away from your beautiful eyes, but he looked back as soon as he heard you calm him

“The reason why I’m wearing this, is because all of my Deku merch is dirty and I needed to wash it. I just threw in the first hoodie I saw. No need to be upsets love.”

Ah, that made him feel so much better

But he also felt silly— getting jealous over something as simple as a hoodie

But he loved you so it justifies enough!!

The rest of the day you two just lounged around the house playing board games— you won most of them where he won all the ones that required a strategy… so he didn’t win to much…

But one again not his fault!!

He was just to busy staring at the gorgeous win he’s able to call his wife (that’s you yes you you gorgeous being)

He was pissed!!

Outraged!!!

Another word for angry!!

He comes home from a hard day at work, kicking ass, ready to just cuddle up to his wife and watch actions movies… AND HE SEES YOU WEARING ANOTHER HERO’S SWEATER!?!?!?

And to make matters worse worse it’s a DEKU SWEATER!?!

He was seething

You could pretty much see him foaming at the mouth

“The fuckin’ hell are you doing wearing that damn nerds merch!!”

As yes, death is one of the plausible chooses rn

You knew he was pissed when he closed the door without locking it— especially since he prides your safety so much

”U-uhm… I, I was just cold Kat—“

“Than wear my merch!! Not this stupid thing— why do you have this anyways!?!?”

When did you get this thing again?

And why did you have it??

Good he was so heated he wanted to go to the nerds place and bash his face in!!

He bought you pretty much every piece of his merch that came out when it came out

So why wear the nerds stuff?

His merch was clean, he knows because he wished it all yesterday and hung it in your closet…

Oh

“You little vixen.”

In barley a second the sweater was torn off of your body and you were left bare in front of your husband

“K-Katsuki—“

“Don’t ‘Katsuki’ me. You did this to yourself by being a bitch, so now you’ll get fucked like one, that’s why you wore his merch right? To piss me off?”

Silence

“Stay quiet then, you won’t be for long.”

Uhm… I’ll leave the rest up to your imagination-

He’s the one that doesn’t even really notice, nor care

It’s just a hoodie no big deal

It’s not not your walking around kissing Dynamite

Your just wearing his merchandise to support him and he thinks it’s nice of you

But then he saw you were naked underneath that for some reason made him uneasy

You never just walk around in nothing, whether it’s just a pair of shorts and a bra you’re never just naked…

Not even in his merch

What’s so special about Bakugo’s merch, huh?

Is it softer than his?

Smell nicer?

So you like him more?

“… Y/n why are you wearing Bakugo’s merch and not mine?”

He didn’t mean to say it out loud, it slipped!

He just wanted to think it but his mind and mouth had a difference of opinion

You looked at him confused, head tilted to the side as you sat on the slinger next to him

“What do you mean Sho?”

“You always wear my merch, no matter the day seems like. But now you’re wearing his merch, and your naked?”

You understood now, he was jealous

It wasn’t often your duel-haired husband was jealous— he barley showed any emotions at all

So it was quiet funny when you see he’s upsets over something as measly as a hoodie

“Shoto I threw this hoodie in so I could come downstairs and cook with you. I wanted to get down quickly before you left that’s all.”

He’s never felt so much relief wash over him than in that moment

You weren’t in love with Dynamite then

Good

After that the both of you made breakfast, throwing flour at each other getting it stuck in your hair, smearing Pancake batter on his face, then taking a shower together that was filled with kissed and love… making him 30 minutes late

Oh boy

Oh boy oh boy oh boy

He immediately tried to rip it off

It shocked you to your core

Kiri was never this aggressive when it came to what you wore

He never made you change or anything, he was your hype man, boasting about how hot you would look no matter how little you tried

But something snapped inside of him when he say you rocking the Shoto merch… he hated it

The redhead’s never been the possessive type

At all

But the way the crop-top hugged your curves and his name was was sitting comfortably on your chest

Where he lies his head after a hard days work?

Nope, he hated it

“Eiji baby!! What are you doing?!?!”

He paused

What was he doing?

He never broke out into a jealous rage like that…

Oh my god he was becoming Bakugo-

“I’m so sorry Little one! I don’t know what came over me— I— please forgive me!”

He scared himself with how he pretty much attacked your shirt

He just hated the way his name was Branded across your chest… the one for him to cuddle into, the one he got to kiss, the mounds he got it bite love marks on…

Had Shoto’s name on them

“I… I was jealous… I’m sorry..”

You’d be angry he ruined your shirt if he wasn’t so damn cute!!

It’s only the first time he’s done this, so you’ll let it slid

It wasn’t that big of a deal to you anyways, now you had an excuse to wear another piece of his merch out again

“There’s no need to be jealous Ei, I’m yours and you’re mine.”

You calmed him down with a soft kiss to the lips, making his knees go weak at how you treated him so sweetly

“All mine?”

He knew the answer, but asking didn’t hurt— just to make sure

“All yours.”

“Good~”

He took you out to a drive in movie theater, where you two cuddled up in soft blankets with popcorn and nachos enjoying each other’s company

He got all pouty about it

He kept pawing at the hoodie like that was your sure sign to take the thing off

But sadly you didn’t which made him pout more

… ok maybe you were teasing him— but you could help it he’s so fucking cute!!

“Babyyyy!! Wear my merch please, you look so much better in yellow than purpleee”

He didn’t like how the Suneater merch looked in you… no matter how much your titties bounced around and made him drool he hated it!!

You knew he was jealous, he tried very little to hide it

But at least listen to him!!

You’re man loves you so seeing you in purple instead of yellow makes him sad :(((

“Why Kami? Do I look bad?”

He recoiled so much at the words “bad” and “you” in the same sentence

Isn’t that like a grammatical error or something?

He immediately started to compliment you

Saying how you look like a living goddess to where the purple hoodie with Amajiki’s face on it hides your curves from his perverted- I mean loving view

“No no no! You never look bad spark plug— i just think my stuff brings out your eyes more, tho they are really, really pretty…”

He stopped talking for a moment to just stare into your eyes, getting lost in the beauty of them

“Have I ever told you how pretty your eyes are.”

“Yes Kam many times my love.”

He nodded, completely forgetting what he was upset about

Oh yeah… that hoodie

He started whining, telling you— begging you to put his hoodie on instead of that

You finally comply to his wishes, throwing the purple fabric over your head and getting comfortable his the ChargeBolt hoodie

Which happens to be one of your favorite merch pieces might I add

Then you two sit on the couch and play Mario-Kart, shouting and pushing each other to make the other ness up or fall off the edge

He won a game and you jumped on him bc he had cheated, pulling him into a passionate kiss that made him sigh in content

“Was that a punishment or a reward? Because one or the other I’ll take all day any day.”

He was so goofy, but you’ve always loved that about him

Anxiety

That’s all

✨anxiety✨

He was scared you didn’t love him any more and that’s why you were proudly wearing Hawks merch

What was so special about it?

Did you not like what he got you? Was it not to your liking?

You noticed he seemed a lot more fidgety than usual, so you quickly took his hand in yours, rubbing gentle circles along his pale skin

“What’s wrong ‘Maki?”

Would you think he’s silly for being upsets that you worse a Hawks crop-top to your date?

No he’s got a right to be upsets right?

After all wearing another pro’s merch in front of your pro-hero husband on your 3rd anniversary gives him the right he pouty right?

He wouldn’t look at at you— no matter how much he wanted to see how pretty your eyes look with your perfectly winged eyeliner on—

Winged eyeliner?

Is it a theme with you tonight?

Are you trying to tell him something?

“Do you not love me anymore?”

God, he sounds like an insecure teenage boy

Its just winged eyeliner, no biggie Tamaki, it’s not like you’re wearing his merch…

Oh wait..

You looked baffled— you were baffled

He thought you didn’t love him anymore?

Why?

How?

“Why would you ask me that Tamaki?? You know I love you— from the bottom of my heart I do!!”

You’re to good for me, he thought

He never got mad at him, no matter how anxious he got you were always so loving to him

And he’s asking if you’re catching feelings if for a winged hero you’ve never even met

“Gosh I’m awful.”

This broke your heart

You knew why he was upset, it’s the crop-top

Why did you wear this thing?

Oh yeah, Hawks contacted you and asked if you could wear it to promote his stuff…

But why did he ask you? Doesn’t he have models for that or smthn?

And why would he need you to? He’s plenty popular, so it makes no sense…

Conveniently enough on your anniversary as well…

No, accusing people of things like that is wrong..

Bust lucky you brought a shirt to change into, and it was one of his favorites

“Give me a moment, I’ll be right back.”

You left the indigo haired man to his thought… not a good idea

He was questioning if you left him to find Hawks, to tell him you loved him and the two of you could fly away to where ever the fuck…

But you came back… in his merch now

“I’m sorry for upsetting you Tama, I wore the shirt because I was asked to, not because I wanted to. I love you so much and I’ll never love anyone like I love you, ok??”

That warmed his heart

Why was he afraid, you obviously live him, for 3 years you have!!

So you spent the rest of the night laughing with him, lightly teasing him here and there just to see his cheeks darken slightly

It was a great 3rd year!!

Cockiest bastard I’ve ever met

The fact that you were just chilling in a ChargeBolt hoodie never even dazed him, not even a little bit

Matter of fact it made him eve cockier when he saw you kept glancing over at him

He was busy finishing up some work and you just wanted his attention

So you put in one of your old hoodies and wore it around to get a rise out of him

He finds you needy face so so cute, it makes him all riled up but he won’t jump just yet

Maybe a little longer

But one thing is certain

You look way better in his merch, than ChargeBolts

He wants you to change so then and only then will he give you the attention you so badly desire

“…Keigooo~”

Your whining made it so much harder for him to make you change

Will he just up and tell you to change? No

You might me a brat, but he is too

“Is there something you want, Dove?”

Little shit knows what you want, he just won’t give it till you change out of that damned hoodie

And he’s getting want he wants— no matter how much of a bitch he’s gotta be

You both stared at each other intensely, digging into each other’s souls to see you’ll grow uncomfortable first

News flash

You won

“I want you to change, Doce. His hoodie is the only thing on this planet that makes you less attractive.“

Finally he says it!!

You smirk at finally getting his attention, throwing the hoodie across the room and slipping into your limited addition Hawks hoodie

“That’s much better~”

He grabs you by yours waist and pulled you into his lap, brushing his fingers gently over your thighs while smirking at you

“Now, how about I give you the attention you oh so desire, since you resorted to wearing that junk, you must want something from me, right Dove?”

Oh and did you get what you wanted

He made love to you the rest of the night, holding you tightly and caressing every inch of you that he could reach

Maybe you should wear ChargeBolts merch more often if this is what comes of it…

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ASKING THEM TO BAIL YOU OUT OF JAIL.

MASTERLIST | G!N READER

summary : "hey, this is y/n's friend. uhh, y/n's in jail and they need your help with bailing em out."

characters : venti, diluc, kaeya, zhongli, childe

Dating Deku

Warnings: None

okay listen

i 100% believe this boy writes you love letters okay

like, those long, really love-filled ones

also quick little notes

sticks them everywhere

in your pockets, your books, one time managed to stick it in your phonecase

refuses to tell you how he did it

has like five million pictures of you in his camera roll

he just takes a picture of you whenever he thinks you look cute which is always

this adorable selfie of you asleep while cuddling him is his lockscreen

it's his favorite picture ever all might is still his wallpaper but you can't have everything

also!! if you get him anything ever, he will use it as frequently as he can or keep it where he can always see it

any article of clothing, he will wear as often as possible, any accessory, he wears with every outfit

anytime he sees anything you've given him ever, his heart just swells

he likes when you kiss his scars

sometimes he gets insecure about them, so every time you kiss them, he feels more comfortable and reassured

he also likes when you kiss or trace his freckles

it makes him feel extra loved

really likes kissing your hands

he'll just take your hands in his and press kisses on the backs, your knuckles, your fingertips, and ending at your palms

he always lingers a good couple seconds each palm

likes to have a shirt of yours to sleep with

not even in, he just kinda hugs it to his chest

tends to bury his face in it too

it doesn't need to be anything special, it just needs to smells like you

Let's be honest here.

I'd probably die of Shyness if Venti even glanced in my direction for more than a half a second

That is the biggest mood, I'm an introvert and kinda hate actually initiating any type of actual communication, but that's what makes Venti so great

He's an attention seeking extrovert, making friends and starting conversations are his specialty

I fully believe that if he saw someone in a tavern that he thought looked interesting, he wouldn't hesitate to dedicate his next song to them with a little wink and a sly smile

Now buy him a drink and he'll keep the conversation up all by himself if he has to

Being the so called 'creator' would make it all the easier

I mean, he already knows who you are, you wouldn't have to do a single thing except sit there are look nice as he rambles on and practically sprawls across you

You blushing and trying not to make eye contact would just encourage him all the more, loving the idea that he's the one who flusters you

Would give him a major ego boost, which can only get so much bigger before it actually outgrows his already small body— so maybe be careful there

I can just imagine him doing his signature laugh and being all "You're just sooo cute, I can't help myself when you react like that~" as he teases you for blushing for the hundredth time

He's a menace but we love him anyway <3

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i "like like" you

request from anon - "Single dad headcannons for Zhongli. Reader could be his kids teacher maybe"

a/n - *dies from how cute this is* AAAAAAAAAA YES YES AND YES single dad!zhongli is everything <3 (also i'm not sure if everyone heard of the childhood phrase "like like" but it's a way that we'd say we had a romantic interest in someone as children. i'm not sure if this is exclusive to NA which is why i'm explaining it, but i thought it was a cute title hehe)

pairing - zhongli x gender neutral reader (modern au!)

word count - 8246

genre - fluff

format - headcanons + blurbs

warnings - alcohol consumption

summary - between raising his two beloved children on his own and running his own business, zhongli can't quite find the time for romance—that is until he meets you

to most, zhongli is a professional businessman and ceo of his own company

though polite and mild-mannered, he's known for his sharp intellect and quick thinking

through his hard work and dedication, his tea company which manages several popular teashops in the city, has seen immense growth and success

though he dons the face of a hardened ceo while walking through the halls of his workplace, behind closed doors zhongli is known as "papa" to his two beloved children: ganyu (5) and xiao (2)

there's absolutely nothing zhongli loves more in this world than his children

he's quite the doting father: the wealth he amasses from his successful company is poured into ravishing his children with the comfiest beds, finest toys, the best education, and college funds to last them years to let them pursue whatever they want

ganyu is more of the quiet book worm of the two: she spends time with her papa snuggled in his lap with a picture book or two eager for him to read to her

though zhongli isn't a goofy character, he'll oblige his little girl's request to "do the voices" of the various characters in the story book and relish in her giggles

she loves to draw and write stories that she often gives to zhongli; his office at work and at home are both littered with framed pictures of ganyu's best handiwork and he's proud to show them off if anyone asks

much to his surprise, ganyu is quite adept at higher level thinking and as such, he's begun to teach her how to play chess and checkers

he's let her win far too many times though, but it's the thought that counts!

xiao, on the other hand, is always on the move: crawling and stumbling on stubby hands and feet from one room of their penthouse to the next, it's hard to get him to settle down unless his papa is there to lull him to sleep

he's not one to throw tantrums, but he is known to crawl into a corner and sulk until his papa comes to get him

though zhongli wouldn't exactly describe xiao as a terrible two year old, xiao certainly was quite fussy and picky with just about everything

from xiao's toys to his food to who held him, all three categories had to be managed either by zhongli himself or his personal assistant, childe, who often babysat for him while he worked overtime or had business meetings overseas

xiao has a preference for sweet things: specifically very soft almond tofu, and though zhongli does his best to manage the diet of each of his children to be healthy and nutritious, he can't help but indulge xiao when he tugs on the fabric of his dress pants and asks for "ah-mond to-hu"

zhongli has had difficulty in getting him to start talking, but he does have a few common phrases: "papa", "ah-mond to-hu", and "go" are the ones he uses most commonly

he often attempts to pronounce ganyu's name but has difficulty and just ends up calling her "yuyu"

xiao does love when his papa manages to sit down with him and play dolls or roll cars

zhongli finds that xiao is most at peace late at night when he's rocking him to sleep in front of the large, glass window pane under a blanket of stars

both of his children are his entire world, but some days he can't help but feel a pulsing emptiness

he's had lovers in the past, but they've never worked out either because some weren't interested in becoming a parent, and some couldn't deal with his hectic and evasive schedule

apart from external reasons, zhongli himself felt like there was simply no time for romance

but that all seemed to change the day he met you

you are ganyu's first grade teacher and a very patient one at that

the first time he lays eyes upon you is on ganyu's very first day of grade school

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zhongli wasn't an emotional man, but the manner in which ganyu clung to the leg of his charcoal dress pants, gripped his hand with all her little might, and tried to hide her sniffles in his waist had his heart crumbling in his chest. up until now, ganyu had been home schooled by private tutors and wasn't used to being in such an unfamiliar environment.

"come now, little one, no need to cry." he cooed, stooping down to cup her ruddy face within his large hands and dry her tears with his thumbs.

"papa or mister childe will be back to pick you up as soon as you're done, okay?"

to no avail, ganyu's muffled wails would refuse to cease and drew looks from other kids and parents in the schoolyard that zhongli did his best to shield her from by pulling her close and rubbing his hand soothingly up and down her back. though xiao had been left in childe's capable hands with only the slightest bit of fuss, ganyu was quite attached to zhongli and it broke his heart to see her so sad. his gentle shushing and loving kisses to her head did little to calm her down.

he'd always been quite helpless in situations were his children required some sort of softness for them to absorb their tears into. no matter how hard zhongli tried, he never quite felt like he fit into that role and the way ganyu wailed ceaselessly into his shoulder solidified that great worry in his mind.

a gentle tap twice on his shoulder brought him out of his own head and had him looking upwards.

if you had told him you were an angel, he would've believed it. calm, gentle (e/c) eyes peered back at him, matched with a reassuring smile. to top it off, a pale yellow apron hugged your body and laid overtop of your regular clothes. pinned near your breastpocket was a little name tag that read "teacher (y/n)" with stickers of flowers and hearts decorated around the border.

"if i may, sir?" you asked, whispering only to him.

zhongli struggled to maintain his composure and merely swallowed down his own awe in one gulp, before gently prying ganyu's face away from his shoulder.

"hi there!" you cooed quietly, crouching down so your palms rested on your knees and you balanced on the balls of your heels, "i'm teacher (y/n)! may i know your name?"

ganyu sniffled once, wide eyes wandering to the name tag on your apron, then to your kind smile. she looked up once to zhongli, who gave a reassuring smile and nod before replying, "ganyu," in a quiet voice, still half muffled into her papa's shirt.

"hi ganyu! that's a very pretty name for a very pretty girl," ganyu whines embarrassingly and burrows further into her papa's arms.

zhongli shot you an apologetic smile while running a soothing hand up and down ganyu's back, to which you meet him in the middle with your own equally radiant grin that needed no words to dismiss his apologies.

"do you like to play any games, ganyu? i have lots of toys in my class that you'd like: dolls, cars, robots, and there's lots of picture books too!"

at the mention of picture books, ganyu's head shot up and her glimmering eyes met yours with piqued interest. "books?" she asked, voice hoarse from wailing.

"yep! lots and lots of picture books. we can read them together until your dad comes to pick you back up, is that okay?"

gingerly, you stretch your hand outwards, palm up, in an invitation to the little girl. ganyu hesitantly looked back at zhongli as if awaiting his approval.

"go on, little deer." he gently ushered with the flat of his palm pressed against the back of her periwinkle dress.

ganyu timidly placed her tiny hand in yours and nodded once to accept your offer. you beamed brighter than the sun itself and quickly produced a napkin from a small pocket in your apron.

"come here, sunshine," you coo, bringing the soft fabric to dab at her eyes and wipe away the tracks of tears from her face with gentle motions.

ganyu was always his easier child, but she never took so kindly to strangers so quickly. zhongli watched in awe as her cries ceased and she so pliantly gripped your hand. he beamed with pride at the courage of his daughter, but also felt a part of him deflate knowing he'd have to leave her here all day.

"don't tell me i need to get a tissue for you as well, sir."

hand on your hip, there was no denying the teasing lilt to your voice as you met his eyes. upon his silence you fear that you may have overstepped your boundaries.

"a-ah forgive me it's just, you looked so sad." you hesitantly chuckled and rubbed the back of your neck.

"no, no, do not apologize. it was a humorous joke, i'll admit." he tailed off with a breathy laugh, still fixated on the way your eyes glimmered under the shimmering rays of golden, morning light.

"i must thank you, for being so kind to her. i'm grateful for that."

his heart trembled in his chest when you simply stood up with a small giggle and waved your hand dismissively.

"nonsense! it's my job to look after the little ones, besides," you paused to look down at ganyu, who still held onto your hand yet had her eyes trained diligently on her papa, "something tells me this is her first time being away from you for long."

your perceptiveness was a warm welcome to him, and he began to feel less hesitant about leaving ganyu in your care. with a pleased hum and rosy cheeks, he tried to dismiss the trembling of his fingers as the result of the beginnings of the bitter, nipping frost of autumn.

"i am zhongli."

and when you shook his hand and spoke your name, he felt the cobwebs around the rusted gears of his heart begin to rip and disintegrate. for the first time in a while, zhongli felt the faint beat of amour underneath his dress shirt.

he heads to work that day, a bit frazzled by this morning's encounter

there's no denying that he hasn't felt such a warmth in a long, long time

and he can't seen to get his mind off of how sweet you were with ganyu

childe was still preoccupied with xiao and other paperwork for the company, so zhongli is the one that picks ganyu up from school that day

he's a bit late and arrives when all the other students had already gone home

upon entering the vicinity of your classroom, he finds you sitting on a colorful beanbag chair with ganyu in your lap and a picture book in front of both of you

you read with such a soothing voice; not only that, but you did "the voices" of each character just as he does when he reads to ganyu

speaking of his daughter, her eyes are trained solely on where your pointer finger scans through the lines, and he can't help but be enamored at how easily you gained her trust

reluctantly though, he has things to do and takes her from your arms

you place your palm on his forearm—a friendly gesture—while you bid him goodbye and it's hard for him to deny how electric the area you touched made him feel

on the ride home, ganyu is more talkative than usual and the topic of her chattiness is all about you

apparently: you're the "bestest" teacher in the whole world (though zhongli has to remind her that "bestest" isn't a word) who loves to read and sing

the singing part intrigued him; with how lovely your voice had been just speaking to him, he couldn't imagine just how lovely the saccharine cadence of your singing voice must be

and so he begins to fall into a steady routine: drops ganyu off early in the morning at school in your care, then returns sheepishly around an hour late after school ends to collect her from your arms

it isn't until one day, when childe had important company matters to attend to and all his trusted babysitters were busy, that zhongli runs to pick ganyu up from school with xiao in his arms

and he discovers that you're most taken with his son

"mister zhongli, you never told me you had a son!"

intrigue lit your eyes up like a glowing lantern as you cautious peeked past the soft folds of the blue puffer jacket zhongli had carefully dressed xiao in to shield him from the bitter autumn air. his glimmering amber eyes peered up at you with bated curiosity just as your finger gently connected with his little fist.

"ah yes, apologies, teacher (y/n), it appears to have slipped my mind." he bashfully coughed into his fist and shifted xiao in his arms.

he couldn't help but let a rare smile creep onto his face as he watched you interact with xiao: the excitement laced on your face as xiao's little hand clasped around your finger, the sheer awe that had practically branded itself into your eyes as you locked gazes with xiao, it was all quite amusing to him.

"would you care to hold him?" he offered, shifting xiao's weight in his arms to extend him forward.

wordlessly, you took the toddler into your arms and giggled in tandem to the few words that did manage to slip from xiao's mouth.

"well hello to you too, little mister." your finger waggled over xiao's face as his little hands stretched up to reach it.

ganyu had been awfully quiet, watching from your side as you held her brother so fondly. zhongli had never seen her make such a face before: little lips turned downwards and brows furrowed to crease in the middle of her forehead. her fist clutched the soft fabric of your apron and it seemed that she'd tug every now and then. a particularly harsh tug got your attention...and zhongli's as well as you jolted with xiao in your arms.

"little deer!" he hissed, swooping in to scoop her up into his arms. "i apologize dearly, ganyu doesn't usually act like this." the last part seemed directed moreso towards the little girl in his arms, who shamefully buried her face into the crook of her father's neck.

you, however, seemed to realize exactly the intentions behind her actions immediately. "care to switch, mister zhongli?" you asked, extending out his son to him.

"please you need not address me so formally, just zhongli is fine." he countered, wordlessly shifting ganyu so her little hands stretched out towards your body.

"you as well, (y/n) is just fine." you smiled at him after exchanging the two children in your arms.

ganyu immediately melted in your embrace and slung her around around your neck, whereas xiao began to wriggle in zhongli's broad arms and babbled nonsense.

"i think she was just a little jealous." you giggled and whispered discreetly for only zhongli's ears.

"my, that's quite unlike her. i do apologize for her behavior though."

zhongli was quite sure he would've said more if not for how tender you looked with ganyu in your arms. your deft fingers gently tucked a stray lock of her hair from her head behind her ear and a pleasant smile had painted itself upon your lips. your very, very, soft looking lips.

but he was getting sidetracked, far too sidetracked.

"i-i do believe we must be going now." he cursed himself for his unusually unkept manner and hoisted xiao once more in his arms.

"oh yes! ahaha sorry about that. come on, ganyu, your papa's waiting." you stooped down and usher the girl away from your arms into her papa's hands.

ganyu reluctantly let go of your clothes and clung to zhongli's leg with each of her little fists full of the silk, charcoal material of his dress pants. zhongli relished in how warmly and fondly you looked upon his children, but not before realizing how dark it had gotten outside.

before he said his goodbyes and turned to walk through your classroom door, zhongli chose to make an offer that fell perfectly in tandem to the unnatural thump of his heart: "would you care for a ride home?"

zhongli ends up giving you a ride home that day (and bites back his amusement when you eagerly gawk in awe at his fancy, sleek, black car equipped with a touchscreen gps and heated seats

with your address in his gps, zhongli ensures that you're home within thirty minutes, no more no less

his routine continues, though you did shyly ask to see xiao a few more times and he would happily oblige your request by letting xiao tag along when he'd pick up ganyu

you've also grown on him quite considerably:

your quick wit, tender kindness, and complete and utter patience is a stark contrast to the world of stoic business that zhongli is deeply familiar with

not to mention you make conversation flow so easily, to the point where zhongli felt that he could sit and listen to your voice forever, even if his conversations with you only lasted briefly and were about his kids and your jobs, before he'd leave with ganyu in tow

he finds himself staying a bit longer with every pickup, and you're more than happy to indulge him just a little longer each time

zhongli often brings you samples of tea that his company had not yet put into wide distribution; majority of the time your feedback is very positive with the occasional wonky blends or two

there's something pulling him to you and for once, zhongli doesn't feel himself pushing against the tide

even his children have noticed how fondly their papa looks at you

ganyu once asked him during a game of chess if he "like liked" you, and after asking her for a brief explanation of what that meant, he nearly choked on the cup of oolong tea he'd been sipping

though his daughter's words are childish, they haunt him while he lays awake at night and wonders: does he really have a romantic interest in you?

his thoughts are answered oddly enough the very next day, when he goes to pick ganyu up from school and a very irate looking person who isn't you, is pushing ganyu into his arms and scolds him for his lack of punctuality

ganyu explains on the drive home that the "subtute" (she can't quite pronounces "substitute" yet, as zhongli corrects her and helps her sound it out while peeping through the rearview window at traffic stops) teacher had replaced you for the day, and you were sick and home

sick, and all alone

and something tugs at his heart once he's fed and lulled his children to sleep and leans against his counter with only his thoughts to keep him company

he's not one to give into impulse easily, but with only a quick phone call to childe, he's tugging on his jacket and slipping into his car with your home in mind

zhongli felt a bit...guilty, about forgetting to delete your address from his gps. he'd be sure to apologize properly with some extra tea and goods from his shop. a shopping bag filled with tissues and ingredients for rice congee jostled in the passenger seat when his tire hit a pot hole. he wasn't quite sure what you'd like, but rice congee had always helped ganyu feel better when she'd fallen ill.

his car pulled up to your modest, warm-looking home; flower beds decorate the front yard, along with little gnomes and garden decorations. if he were to look up "welcoming" in a dictionary, he'd find a picture of your house as an example. zhongli stopped the engine and exited the car with the bag in tow, heart in his throat and palms clammy and sweaty. he's a grown man who can strike a business deal with anyone and dominates bargaining offers, but still sheepishly hesitates to knock on the wood of your door, illuminated only by the nearby streetlamps and a little metal lantern that hung to the side.

against his better judgement, his knuckles find their way onto the wood of your door and knock thrice.

his breath caught itself in his throat the minute the door creaked open and your familiar face greets him.

you're bundled up in warm looking pajamas, snowy bunny slippers on each of your feet, and a thick, pale blue blanket draped over you body like a hooded cloak. all in all, you looked quite adorable if not for the redness in your eyes and obvious struggle to breath right.

"z-zhongli! what a p-pleasant surprise!" there was obvious enthusiasm behind your voice and yet its gravelly nature couldn't lie about how awfully sick you seemed.

"i apologize for coming so late, would you be opposed to me coming inside?"

you open your mouth to respond but are immediately engulfed by a fit of coughs, to which you motion for zhongli to come no closer when his arms automatically go to catch you should you fall.

"i-i'm quite sick...i'd hate for you to catch it."

with a sheepish, boyish smile that he admittedly hadn't worn in years, zhongli held up the plastic bag with his index finger and shrugged. "i do have a strong immune system."

that seemed to be enough for you, who gestured inwards with a giggle and shut the door behind him.

your living room is relatively clean except for the occasional scatter of books and sky-high pile of kiddy drawings on a nearby table.

"excuse the mess, i-i haven't really had time to clean up, heh..." you whisper meekly, tugging the soft fleece of the blanket to conceal your face.

zhongli can't help but find the action adorable and tugged the fabric back from your face to revel in your gleaming (e/c) eyes.

"please, i insist that your home is quite lovely, (y/n)."

you emerged from your blanket burrito, embarrassment written all over your face. you eyed him curiously with a warbled smile on your lips. "are you here to discuss ganyu's progress? i'm not feeling the best right now but i am still thankfully s-sound of mind."

"no not at all, i simply...ganyu informed me that you weren't at school today and i thought i would come by and prepare some tea and rice congee for you. they are things that have helped my daughter and myself in the past so-"

"zhongli, a-are you sure? i know i appear to be a mess, but i-i'll be fine! i really would hate to keep you from your kids."

you truly were so considerate, and he knew now that he'd absolutely hate to leave you on your own to bear the brunt of your illness.

"i promise, they are fast asleep and well taken care of. i'd like to help you out as well, if you'd indulge me." much like a business deal, his hand automatically stuck itself out forwards. but when you slipped your warm hand into his, the "business" element faded away and left something much more tender and supple than he could ever recognize.

a mumbled "thank you" is all you can muster before a fit of coughs took hold of you once more.

"come now, you should be resting in bed. i shall prepare the tea and congee," he paused and pressed his forehead against yours despite the lurch of his heart upon contact with your hot skin, "hmm, you are far too warm. your fever must break and then you shall be alright."

your sleepy mumbled did far too much to his hammering heart as you trailed off into your bedroom, zhongli's hand still in yours as if you hadn't realized. your room was quite modest with a bookshelf or two lining the walls, but you ignored the pile of texts on the ground beside your bed and clambered up onto the mattress under the sheets.

"i'll be in the kitchen should you need anything." he warned just as your warmth disappeared from his hand.

a muffled "okay" from the pile of blankets underneath your body let him set off to prepare the tea and congee for your consumption, all while his hand burned pleasantly with the remnants of your touch.

with muffle thoughts and flushed cheeks, he got to work. as the tea water began to boil and his large hands stirred a pot of congee, his mind began to slip under into his deep depth of thoughts. here he was, a grown man, who still treated love like a lovesick teenaged boy. it was most shameful to him to be acting in such a manner, but it seemed to be almost out of his control. there was no use fighting the vivid blush or panting of his heart when you'd connect eyes and talk about anything.

so lost in his thoughts, zhongli had nearly forgotten about the kettle on the stove and scrambled to turn the heat off just as the congee had finished boiling.

"archons above..." he mumbled and dragged a hand over his face.

just what were you doing to him?

he'd long since discarded his work blazer on the coat rack near your front door and rolled up the sleeves of his white dress shirt to better accommodate the cooking space. this, however, revealed the slightly embarrassing dragon-style sleeve tattoo on his right arm he had gotten so many years ago.

much to his chagrin, it seemed to be the first thing you noticed upon his entry with the congee and tea into your room.

bundled up under layers of blankets, you immediately locked onto the intricate lines of gold and charcoal ink that layered his arm.

"such a pretty tattoo..." you mumbled and tentatively stuck your hand out to trace over the detailing.

"a mistake of my youth, but i'm glad you find beauty in it." he hummed in an attempt to ignore your electrifying touch and set the tray of congee in front of you along with the tea by your bedside.

"i really can't thank you enough, this was all very sweet of you to do for me."

your body shifted to sit upwards only to wobble and collapse back downwards onto the soft sheets with a hissed "oof". zhongli's quick reflexes ensured that the tray holding the bowl of congee wouldn't have spilled all over your sheets.

"please, i insist that i help you. do not overexert yourself further." he gently chided and pressed one of his large hands to your shoulders, leaning you back against a fortress of pillows.

"spoon feeding me now, are we? i feel like a little kid." you wriggled under the sheets and lolled your head to the side just as zhongli pulled up a chair to your bedside from your desk.

"well you must remember: i am a father of two, so i'm quite accustomed to this."

your lips parted to greet the ceramic spoonful of congee, eagerly swallowing the warm food. zhongli's keen eyes picked up on a smidge that had caught on your bottom lip and instinctively went to swipe away at it with his thumb, palm cupping your cheek, only to feel the moment your breath caught in your throat and locked gazes with you. he's sure his cheeks are flushed a rosy red and judging by the pounding of his heart in his ears, he's quite sure you heard it too.

"i- um-, apologies that was invasive-"

"no, no! y-you're alright, don't worry i just got a little flustered...it's been a while since someone has treated me so kindly, i suppose is all." you quickly reassured and placed a palm over his knuckles.

his mind wandered back to ganyu's question, and though he's not quite sure of a solid answer, as you babble on about how sweet ganyu is while he spoonfeeds you congee and helps you sip tea, he does begin to think that what he feels around you can be described as "like liking".

zhongli commits himself to staying by your side until you feel better

which means he does end up falling asleep at your bedside in the chair with his arms folded on your bed

as soon as he's awake, he's immediately on the phone with childe, apologizing profusely and reassuring him that he'll add on extra pay and more vacation days for the poor ginger

you're also an apologizing mess, but zhongli quickly shuts you down and reassures you that he'd rather have kept you company than you be all by your lonesome

he leaves that day with awakened butterflies swimming around in his stomach, but not without stopping at home first to greet his children and get them ready for the day

ganyu's questions about where her papa went are relentless and much unlike her usual quiet and shy self

whereas xiao clings to his pants leg for most of the time it takes zhongli to get ganyu ready for school

since his first visit, you often invite zhongli over

the invites are masked under "discussing ganyu's education" but in reality, you two sit and discuss so many things over a pot of freshly brewed tea

he finds himself coming to you a lot with new proposals and ideas for his company and your input almost always results in success! (except for the one time you mistakenly thought tea from pine trees would be a good idea, yikes)

his visits to your classroom are also a running ordeal, and he's begun driving you home as well even if you insist on not being a burden

"it's hardly a burden if i'm offering, now come, i wouldn't want you walking alone during nightfall."

even his children had begun to notice how close their papa and you were

ganyu would always ask to accompany him if she knew he was heading out to see you, and some times he'd have to indulge her because how can he say no to his little girl? (you're more than happy to have ganyu over at your house either way)

and xiao has surprisingly taken quite a liking to you after you showed up with your own homemade almond tofu and asked him to be your first taste tester (your almond tofu is now xiao approved)

you grow to become close friends with zhongli, and he finds that time seems to slip from his hands whenever he's engaged in a conversation with you

everything you touch, all the topics you speak of, they feel so incredibly warm in his chest

the more you talk, the closer you get

and one day, zhongli finally gets the courage to invite you over for dinner at his penthouse

"papa has a date?" ganyu asked with an innocent tilt of her head to complete the look. her little feet dangled over the end of the bathroom counter she sat on, and brushed the edge of her pretty pink dress as childe fixed a matching pink bow into her periwinkle locks.

"you bet he do-"

"no, little deer, papa does not have a date." zhongli scolded and eyed childe with a sharp look in his eye as he fixed his charcoal tie in the ceiling high mirror beside the bathroom counter.

"oh come now, mister zhongli, what part of this isn't a date? i haven't seen you so nervous since xiao's birth." childe poked and hoisted ganyu from the counter into the air. "isn't that right wittle ganyu wanyu? aww look how pretty you look!" childe cooed in his baby voice and spun her around in the air, making sure to rile up a good amount of giggles from her before he set her down. ganyu scurried quickly out of the bathroom lest she be subject to any more of childe's antics.

"this isn't a date, merely a dinner with a friend and my children." zhongli replied once ganyu was out of earshot

childe snorted and leaned against the bathroom counter with his arms crossed. "yeah, a friend that you run straight to for advice on tea flavors rather than the actual advisors that work for you."

"it's nothing more than a dinner, i can assure you that."

"oh? really? what's with the fancy getup then?"

it was rare for zhongli to feel such a buildup of irritation, cringing as it manifested into a nervous, weighted pit in his stomach. he owed a lot to childe, but as of right now he was being little more than a fly hovering in front of his face.

"alright, alright, i know when to call it quits, boss," childe raised his hands in surrender, metaphoric white flag waving pathetically, and strolled past zhongli on his way out of the bathroom, "i'm a phone call away if you need anything." he clamped a hand down on zhongli's shoulder with an encouraging smile and headed out to the front door.

zhongli would be damned if he said he didn't need the extra encouragement—his previous dates had gone running for the hills once they spotted xiao's toys or ganyu's coloring books, and yet you willingly chose to come over and tread the grounds of the unknown despite knowing he had kids. it thawed his heart ever so slightly.

"papa, is mister childe not eating with us?" zhongli broke from his thoughts upon feeling the slight tug of his dress pants via ganyu's little hand.

"not today, little deer," his knees stooped to collect ganyu into his arms and hold up her against his chest, "but we do have another important guest, so i must ask that you be on your best behavior. could you do that for papa?"

ganyu nodded feverishly, periwinkle locks that had been styled up into a pretty ponytail bounced with each motion of her head.

"very good." he hummed and smoothed down her frazzled locks.

as if on cue, xiao stumbled in past the bathroom door on shaky legs with his arms outstretched and eyes wide, watery, and wandering. how was it possible that zhongli had contributed to the birth of something so adorable? it was a question he often asked himself at moments like this when his children managed to wriggle their way into his heart.

"alright, little one, i know, i know." his back groaned as he shifted ganyu to one arm and stooped down to hoist xiao with his other arm.

xiao instantly went limp against the heat of his father, little dress shirt and clip-on-tie scrunched up against his coiled body as he pressed himself inwards to zhongli's chest. zhongli's amber eyes roamed the peaceful visages of his children, comfortable and safe in his arms. and for a moment, he recalled the many times you had held his children in such a similar manner—as if they were your own, with such tender, supple love and adoration in your eyes.

the gentle pound of three knocks against the door of his penthouse broke him from his thoughts.

"is that the important guest, papa?" ganyu asked, stretching her neck to peer at the door from around the hallway.

a hummed laugh bubbled up from the depths of his throat as he nodded and began hurriedly pacing towards the door. "it is indeed, and i'm sure you'll be quite excited to see who it is, little deer."

despite the outward courage and nonchalance he displayed, his insides were a gooey mess of nervousness that he hadn't felt in years. he managed to thickly swallow down a dry patch of air that had been caught in his throat and shuffled his children around in his arms so that his clammy hand could grasp the cool metal of the door lock.

the wood pulled open and zhongli felt his breath hitch once more in his throat.

elegant cloths draped over your skin and hugged and pooled around your body like an antique fountain. your hair had been styled so uniquely, and on your face lay your usual tender smile, and he couldn't help but bite back the thought that you were dangerously attractive.

"papa close mouf!" xiao's stubby little hand moved to zhongli's jaw and unceremoniously pushed upwards; he hasn't even realized that his jaw had gone slack.

"he's right you know, you'll swallow flies if you keep your mouth open like that." you quipped and smoothed over the top of xiao's fluffy hair, allowing your nails to scratch gently over zhongli's skin for just a brief moment (he'd have buckled at the knees if not for his children in his arms).

"need a hand?" you giggled and held your hands out in an invitation to him.

ganyu immediately clambered forwards, joy illuminated in her eyes as you scooped her into your arms.

"teacher (y/n)! are you here for dinner with us?" ganyu asked, fisting the fabric of your clothes.

you meet zhongli's stunned gaze with a slightly amused glimmer in your eyes and speak unspoken words to him in the brief moment your eyes connect, before you turn to look at ganyu.

"i sure am!" you reply and fix her bow into place. "my you look so pretty! your brother looks dashing too." you cooed and gently pinched the soft chubbiness of xiao's cheek.

"and your father..." your eyes meet his once again and zhongli's insides become a mess, "...looks quite handsome." you packaged a coy smile for him and fixed the silky fabric of his tie back down into the center from its crooked position.

zhongli managed to snap out of his stupor and moved to pick up your hand. your mouth opened to intervene and ask what he was doing, but the soft, tender flesh of his lips against your knuckles halted all and any questions you might have had.

"thank you, for coming this evening. you look beyond stunning." his voice vibrates against the skin of your hand, and you know you're a goner when flashes of his smile hit your heart like a beacon.

zhongli's not exactly known for being a mess but he can't help but want to impress you

he's pulled out all the stops for making this dinner go as wonderfully as possible

all the dishes are hand-made himself, and the desserts were made with the help of ganyu and the slight help of xiao (it was a challenge to not let him near the almond tofu though)

despite the aggravated pounding of his heart, he does his best to be a gentleman: leads you to the dining room by the hand, pulls out your chair for you, and pours you sparkling water all with xiao in one arm

the dinner overall goes quite well!

just like before, conversation is quite easy between you and zhongli despite the lingering alluring tension in the air between the two of you

but in addition to that, zhongli admires how you communicate with his children

ganyu has a tendency to ramble about things she really likes, and so you patiently nodded along as she recounted the story of a novel her papa had read to her the other night in between bites of crystal shrimp and adeptus' temptation

and upon discovering xiao's love for sweets, you were more than happy to slide him an extra portion of your almond tofu just to see the elated glimmer in his golden eyes (and though the action didn't go unnoticed by zhongli, he let it slide just this one since he found it adorable)

but there were a few hiccups here and there

xiao accidentally managed to spill his juice over his bib and the sensation is enough to have him sniffling

but before zhongli can react, you're already scooping him into your arms and rocking him back and forth until his tears had settled

ganyu had accidentally dropped a plate while helping her papa carry the dishes to the sink, and like before, you swoop in and immediately comfort her while zhongli hurries to grab a cutesy bandage and a dustpan for the broken porcelain

your skin connects briefly with his over the course of the meal as you reached for salt or swooped in to wipe food away from xiao's chubby little face

the tension between zhongli and you is so palpable that he was sure if he breathed in too much he'd be consumed by you

xiao had immediately fallen asleep at the table, and ganyu had been tiredly rubbing her eyes

but you'd taken the liberty of bringing each child to their bedroom and let zhongli redress them in their night clothes

and as he watched from their bedroom doors, how you tucked ganyu in and kissed her forehead goodnight, and made sure xiao had his stuffed bird and fleece blanket, he knew that his mind had come up with an answer to the question that had been haunting him for months

there was no denying that the question ganyu had asked him a while ago was one he could answer now

zhongli finished pouring a second glass of wine just as you emerged from the hallway to the kid's rooms.

"wine?" he offers, stretching out a glass to you from across the immaculate amber marble counter.

your brows furrow in thought before easing with a shrug of acceptance. "sounds lovely, what kind?" you ask between sugary inhales of the sweet liquid.

"osthmanthus. a fine brew i save for exemplary occasions such as this one." he smiled and scooped your hand into his to once again press his lips to the back of your knuckles. "have i told you how lovely you looked tonight?" he hummed with a coy brush of his nose against your hand.

"you have, but i wouldn't mind hearing it again from you." you smile against the rim of your glass and take a modest sip.

"come, the view from the veranda will be far more to your liking." his elbow jutted outwards in true gentlemanly fashion.

"i feel like royalty, you're quite the gentleman, zhongli." you teased and looped your arm through his.

"ah, that pleases me to hear. you deserve nothing less than the best treatment." he hummed and slid open the glass door for you to step out onto the balcony.

his forearms found their way pressed against the metal railing of the balcony overlooking the many twinkling lights of the bustling city below, wine glass still in hand. cars screeched and lights flared vivaciously and yet nothing could draw his attention away from the manner in which the world reflected like a kaleidoscope in your glimmering eyes.

despite the easy smile on his face, his heart nearly jolted out of his chest when you melted into his side and leaned your warmth onto his body. his arm unconsciously moved to shelter your body from the slight chilly evening breeze and it's when your eyes lock that he realizes just how close the two of you are.

zhongli set his wine glass down with trembling hands, not trusting himself to hold a proper grip on the glass without it slipping from his hands. much to his surprise, you downed the entire contents and placed the glass on a nearby table.

"the wine tasted really good...everything tasted really good tonight." you mumbled, more fixated on the structure of his face than the lingering droplets of wine in your mouth. "thank you for inviting me." with a smile warmer than a summer's day, your lips curled upwards and met his heart in the middle.

he was sure you could hear the aggressive pounding of his heart with how your ear had pressed itself against his chest.

"the pleasure was all mine, i insist. you were lovely to host for dinner." his fingers daringly moved upwards to swipe a bead of wine that had clung to your lips. the spur of confidence he'd been looking for all night had finally dropped into his lap when your hand overlapped his and allowed him to cup your cheek.

"ganyu had informed me of quite a peculiar term a while ago." he murmured, not breaking eye contact or removing his hand from your cheek.

"what would that be?" there's an inquisitive, invisible dance of tension beneath your layered words; unmistakable in his eyes no less.

"she inquired as to whether or not i...'like liked' you," your adorable giggles muffled by his palm interrupt him and he finds himself smiling along.

"ah yes, i'm aware that the manner by which i address this is a bit...childish but-"

"but nothing, zhongli," you murmured and pressed your palm against his lips to silence him, "keep going, it's sweet."

"very well," he chuckled and maneuvered your body so your chest molded against his and his hands settled at your hips.

"i've given much thought to her question, and i think that now i must admit..." his voiced mused in tandem to the gentle rising of his hands to cup your cheeks and lock gazes with you; deep enough to where his heart began to pound at the swell in your pupils,

"you occupy all crevices and cracks of my mind every hour of every day, and it's beyond any shadow of a doubt that i do indeed 'like like' you."

the thick bands of tension had finally come undone and what was left were the tender pulsations of both of your synchronous hearts. your lips parted and fell agape at his honesty and tender words masked beyond a childish shield.

"i-i recognize the implications of my words and by no means do i wish to force-"

"i do too."

his ramble is immediately halted with your gentle touch on his cheek to mimic his tender hold on your face. peering at your face reveals an endless treasure trove of piled on affections ravished by the illuminations of the city lights. your free hand gently wraps around his tie and tugs him impossibly closer before you whisper just under your breath,

"i like like you too."

his breathed hitched rigidly in his throat, the familiar jumpy nervousness coming back to bite him as his lips part to ask, "may i kiss you?"

he only needed a single nod of your head to dive inwards and slot his lips against yours. the immediate connection of skin sent a tingling feeling of electricity through his veins; a feeling that he thought he'd long forgotten. his eyes slipped shut and he let himself drown in your ocean. he'd lost count of how many times he'd laid awake at night imagining this exact scenario; how tender and supple your lips would feel against his or the reverent warmth emanating from your body.

your hands entangled themselves in his chocolatey locks just as his large hand moved downwards to splay against the small of your back. his lips hugged yours with such gentle intimacy, you'd swear you'd come undone in his arms if your embrace continued any longer.

a sudden clutter of noise drew your faces back from each other, breathy and flustered in the face. you longingly stare at each other for what felt like an eternity before you remembered the noise. both of your heads whipped towards the sliding door only to see a flustered ganyu whose tiny hands covered over xiao's eyes, still in their night clothes. a vivid blush covered the span of her nose and cheeks, and a single glance to the left would point to a tipped-over vase as the source of noise. she most likely knocked it over trying to back away from the sliding door.

"she must have seen us..." you gasp apologetically, but zhongli is quick to quell your worries with nothing but a gentle smile.

"i-i'm sorry p-papa..." ganyu stuttered and folded in on herself, clutching the hand of her brother tightly as zhongli slid the door open.

"it's alright, little deer. but you and your brother should really be asleep right now. it's quite late." he cooed, stooping down to be at eye level with her.

xiao shrugged ganyu's hands away from his eyes and stumbled towards you with outstretched hands out onto the balcony.

"aww, i think they missed you, zhongli." you mused and scooped the toddler into your arms, who melted into the crook of your neck.

"perhaps you mean that they missed you, (y/n)." he chuckled and gathered his daughter into his arms.

his hand guided you by the small of your back to the railing once more, a child in each of your arms. zhongli's arm maneuvered itself to wrap around your shoulders with ganyu nestled comfortably in his other arm. you gratefully leaned into his side and pressed a chaste kiss to his jaw as a sign of thanks. in that moment, something in zhongli finally clicked perfectly into place when he realized just how much of a family member you'd become.

"teacher (y/n)?" ganyu called, cheek smushed against her papa's shoulder.

"yes?" you hummed, hoisting the now sleeping xiao in your arms.

"do you and my papa...like like each other?"

zhongli can't help but fall into your depths when you look at him so lovingly with his child in your arms, and there's no hesitation in his reply nor does he break his gaze from you when he replies, "yes, we do."

he really like likes you.

date published: october 21st, 2021

Professor Zhongli hcs but you’re his spouse and not his student

Characters: Zhongli x gn!reader

Genre: fluff

A/N: i just. I just think he’s really neat

Also I’m not booing the works that have prof zhongli x student reader, i just thought this concept here is cute

Read [pt.2] here

Well starting off, he’s an exceptional teacher, very gentle and patient. Many students have definitely lit up at his youthful and handsome looks, before noticing the ring adorning his finger.

He’s very loved by his students, but they all have the habit of making him swerve from the actual topic sometimes. Beforehand, he usually went on about historical events and all the details he has somehow memorised, sometimes even bringing his own pictures of certain locations as source material.

He’s always dressed nicely, either a vest and a crisp shirt with dress pants and leather shoes, a nice dress shirt or a simple sweatshirt. But the one thing that makes it really special, something that his students don’t know, is that you actually dress him in the morning sometimes.

Every morning, when he wakes up and has basked in your presence for at least ten minutes you two wash up in the bathroom and get ready. Small kisses exchanged and giggly smiles adorning your faces.

He thinks it’s adorable when you stand before him, tongue sticking out in concentration when you tie his necktie, adjusting it before kissing his cheek lightly to seal the deal. Your lover really can’t help but tug you back into his arms to nudge his nose with yours.

Now the thing is that everyone knew that their very simpable teacher is married, but no one had ever seen you and some can’t stop but wonder about you.

But oh boy.

One time you showed up because you noticed that your love had forgotten his phone and lunch at home because of a rushed morning.

dumbass didn’t forget to give you a quick kiss on the cheek though, freaking priorities duh

So you came into his lecture room right before you’d thought his students would shuffle in, but many early attenders happened to witness the whole loving exchange of their teacher with the mystery person.

INSTANT SHIPPING

SHIPPING INTENSIFIES WHEN THEY SEE HOW ADORINGLY HE LOOKS AT YOU

maybe some even kinda start simping for you(?)

He’s just too distracted by your presence to care much, so he’d gingerly cup you cheek and thank you with his charming glint.

Secretly, he likes showing his spouse off a little, so it might just happen that he “forgets” things at home for you to bring him one or two more times a week.

how about y/n who is better at cooking then bakugou. how would bakugou react + the whole class when they taste y/n cooking. thank you!

Jgvhh yes

GN reader

Bakugou is very very conflicted

On one hand he likes to be the best and in the other he loves seeing you happy and he likes eating your food

He'd likely challenge you cooking competitions and the rest of the class likes it because then they get to eat the food the two of you cook

Bakugou would also love to cook with you especially if you teach him new recipes that he can make

He would demand that your classmates judge who's food is better and would probably yell at them if they say yours is even if it's true

Just give him some kisses (in private of course) and he'll be back to his normal self in no time

But you should still be prepared for more competitions

random quotes i wrote while crying about a game at 3am and the genshin character that said it;

ALBEDO: if something happens to me and i start to change, let me be, for it means that i'm tired of this world; but i beg you, i beg you, don't let me change the essence that makes you love me.

GOROU: i think I love you more today than i did yesterday. not because my love was lost yesterday and i let myself be carried away by the paths of uncertainty; but because today i got to know you a little more and i fell in love with a new essence of yours.

DILUC: i don't believe there's a destiny, i don't believe there is anything greater in the universe that commands us at will and uses us as a puppet; but i do believe we were meant to meet, for my heart only knew peace when it found you.

XIAO: maybe it's too much to ask, and i'm even stepping your boundaries, but i'd like to hold you one more time, just to remember the last time i was truly happy.

AYATO: the lines on your hand represent the paths you took in your previous life until you found your true love; and the coincidence of our lines being the same, it's only up to the gods to explain why.

ITTO: i've heard that the smiles we wear so proudly on our faces cause discomfort in the villages we pass through; maybe it's because they think we're crazy... or worse!, maybe they've discovered that we're in love.

CHILDE: the illusion that we are happy only makes sense when you kiss me with your lips thirsty for affection.

KAEYA: the day you leave me will be the day i will give up my essence; for without you by my side for me to surrender, what purpose would my helpless soul have?

ZHONGLI: i love you. simply that. purely and deeply. i love you.

KAZUHA: the stars tell the stories of the infinite and their various conquests in fields of war and love. but the moon? the moon exists only to serve you, illuminating your beauty and carving your way to your next conquest, night after night, until you join it.

❝ THE WOMAN YOU WISHED TO BE ❞

↳ ft. GUIZHONG, ZHONGLI

「 GN! Reader, Angst to Fluff, Non-SAGAU 」

A/N﹕There honestly needs to be more actual Guizhong x Reader content. So, why not make some myself? Also, she may or may not be OOC-

ㅤYou were … disappointed. Disappointed in Zhongli. But you couldn’t bring yourself to just leave him … You wanted to, a lot actually, but for some reason you stuck to his side. And for what? To be called another name, that’s what.

ㅤIt felt like … he didn’t see you. He saw you as another woman. A woman that passed long ago, he saw through you. You’ve always wondered if you actually meant something to the consultant or if you were just “Guizhong” to him.

ㅤHe’s called you a name that don’t belong to you so many times, at this point you wonder why you even try to argue about it. It doesn’t change anything, no matter how many times you’ve confronted him about it, no matter how many times you’ve told him that isn’t your name.

ㅤYou hate the fact he was always so calm about it too, even if you confronted him, even during the arguments, even if he knew what he called you. You despised him. But your body can’t bring you to just separate from him. No matter how hard you try, you always just end up in another argument with him again.

ㅤYou wanted him to see you as your own person.

“But that won’t happen any time soon now, would it …”

ㅤSitting in a field of glaze lilies, you both hated and admired the said flower because it reminded you of who you are not, but it was so pretty and it meant something to you. You were beyond upset. You fled after another argument, too mad at Zhongli to shed any tears at this point.

ㅤYou glance at the field you were in, admiring the lovely design of the flowers. You hum some sort of song, picking a glaze lily up – endeared by its full bloom. You’ve always adored the charming blossoms, ever since you were a young child you’ve always wanted a whole garden of them. You exaggerated it a bit before but you still do have the same desire.

ㅤYou knew that Zhongli isn’t meant for you, you deserve better. You know that you were a fool to fall for him, his loving and charming exterior tricking you into being called another woman’s name for who knows how long. Speaking of …

“I feel sorry for you, darling.”

ㅤA voice startles you, a voice that feels like belongs to someone you’ve heard of. Especially someone that you’ve been mistaken as. You flinch when the said person sits next to you in the field, quite close in fact. You feel your face heat up, you try to – y’know, get your body to not do that when the person that you’re supposed to hate is right next to you.

ㅤAs Guizhong picks up the flowers, you look away in an attempt to hide your flushed face. You look back at the woman. She gives you a small smile, handing you a glaze lily – one that’s especially endearing. You hold the glaze lily dearly, so gentle, such a delicate touch.

“It’s for you, a sorry gift after how Rex Lapis has been treating you lately.”

“Wait wait wait, you knew all this time?”

ㅤYou look at her with a surprised expression. She chuckles and nods, explaining how she’s been watching over you, feeling pity from how many times her name has been called from the former Geo Archon directed to you. Someone that doesn’t deserve to be named one that you don’t own.

ㅤYou laugh and sigh, looking down at your knees. Guizhong takes notice and tries to comfort you, an idea popping up in her mind. She glances at the field before making a flower crown made of glaze lilies and silk flowers, fitting it on your head.

ㅤYou look above, putting your hand on your head, gasping softly as you feel your cheeks heat up again. You smile at the woman, scooting a bit closer to lean your head on her shoulder as you feel your eyelids become heavy.

ㅤShe giggles, placing a soft kiss on your forehead as she decorates your hair with glaze lilies, whispering soothing words to your ear. As your mind clouds with sleepiness and your vision goes blurry in a haze, you hear her voice before you fall into slumber.

“I will stay by your side until dust, dearest.”

bokuto as your boyfriend

request:  The type of lover fic is one of the most beautiful things I’ve ever read 🥺 could I request relationship headcanons with bokuto?

a/n: AH thank you for loving it!!! i like writing those types of things whenever im in a mood to write but not write *seriously*! and yes i LOVE bokuto he’s such a HIMBO my BABY GOD – also i’m trying a different layout for hcs! i think i like my old ones better than making a separate header for each character but,,,,we shall see

[bokuto boyfriend headcanons]

-bokuto, obviously

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