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Pairing: Alhaitham, Ayato, Zhongli, Kaveh, Xiao, Thoma, Diluc, Cyno x (gn!) Reader
Summary: You adopt a cat with them. How do they react and how do they interact with the cat?
Tags: Pure Fluff, a bit of crack, headcanons and short drabbles format, no warnings
A/N: This was born from a random brainrot. Enjoy! (PS.: By the time I'm able to post this fic I'll have aged 40 years because tumblr is not cooperating ;_;)
Ginkgo
casual al haitham glove enjoyer 👍
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Pairing: Ayato x (gn!) Reader
Summary: Ayato invites you to dinner on his birthday (Ayato 2023 birthday special)
Tags: Fluff, SFW
A/N: The simp in me spurred me on to pen something for Ayato's birthday... and after seeing his birthday artwork I just knew I had to. So here we are. Happy Birthday, Ayato <3
You coincidentally ran into Ayato this morning as you were out running errands on your day off.
As usual, it was a pleasant, albeit rare, encounter to see your employer, the Yashiro Commissioner, casually drink tea in the courtyard of Komore Teahouse. You knew he didn’t get time for himself a lot. Usually, he was either too busy dealing with public affairs which caused him to be rarely at home. Or he was drowning in so much paperwork that he holed himself up in his office.
You shyly waved in his direction and smiled which he returned with an enchanting smile himself.
synopsis !! zhongli neglects to inform his friends that he's married.
contains !! they/them reader but referred to as wife, comedic dialogue
Z H O N G L I
Perhaps it's the fact that you've been married for centuries that informing others didn't seem to be a priority for Zhongli.
It wasn't obvious either. He had his day job and you had yours. To regular couples, the amount of distance you two spend would be a little strange, but time is something you have in abundance so it didn't really matter when you spend a few days apart doing your day jobs.
It was Hutao who brought it up the on the evening's Lantern Rite dinner.
"Aiyaya, it seems like everybody alive and dead has a date for this year's lantern rite."
"Hahaha! And here we are celebrating a feast with new and old friends. It doesn't sound like much of a loss to me." Venti laugjs, pouring himself a drink that threatens to overflow from his hand.
"I'm not saying it's a loss, I'm simply wondering wouldn't some of you want to spend the night with a special someone?" She smirks, eyes scanning the group. Chongyun coughs into his cup as Xiao averts his gaze from the troublemaker.
"If you're asking for my opinion, I'd say everyone here is quite special to me," Lumine smiles warmly before glancing at the two archons and yaksha, "I'm sure there's still time for dating in the future. We're not that old."
"Well. . ." Hutao turns to Zhongli. He raises a brow, placing down his cup.
"May I ask why you're staring at me, Director Hu?"
"No reason~ It's just, as your boss, of course I'm a little bit concerned. Aren't you wasting your youth by not going out on dates, mister Zhongli? I'm sure there's a line of Liyuens who would love to–"
A burst of laughter comes from the green bard. "Oh, him? On a Lantern Rite date with someone else? (Name) would surely kill him."
"(Name)?" Everyone questions.
"Huh? He didn't tell you?" Venti tilts his head.
Zhongli coughs, "Ah. . . Please don't be concerned about my dating life, Director Hu. After all, I am already married."
Silence.
A cup drops.
Tea spills (literally).
Then,
"Married?!" The restaurant shakes as Hutao and Lumine jolt upright, hands slamming the table.
"Married." Zhongli confirms.
"What! For how long? When? What's their name? Why have you never–"
Zhongli hushes, trying to calm his boss from jumping over the table. His face dusts a light pink, perhaps embarrassed by the whole ordeal.
"For a few. . . years now. As you know, they're (Name). And as for why I never mentioned my wife. . ." He glances at the crowd, ". . . I simply forgot."
"You. . . forgot," Xingqiu slowly repeats.
"Yes, it seems I've forgotten to inform everyone. Then again, is it not obvious that I'm a married man?"
Chongyun covers his face in his hands, processing the whole ordeal, "Thinking back. . . mister Zhongli always had a domestic kind of aura. It seems so obvious now."
"Wait, wait, wait! How come I didn't know about this? We work together almost everyday! And why does Venti know! Didn't you two just met! Do you even have a ring?" Hutao interjects, flabbergasted as Zhongli and Venti freezes.
In truth, he does have a ring. One he carved himself made of only the most precious of jade and metal. It has rested under his glove for centuries—
Under his glove also hides his draconic arms, golden veins against dark brown, almost scale-like skin. Proof of a entity greater than human.
"Ehe. . . about that," Venti nervously looks away, "I've actually. . . met his wife before!" He covers up, voice laced with enthusiasm.
"Yes, yes, my wife is quite fond of Mondstadt's songs. They've frequently visited the nation before."
"And you don't come along?" Xiangling asks.
"I don't."
The group blinks.
"And what about the ring? I never see you wear a wedding ring." Hutao narrows her eyes.
"That's because I don't wear it." He answers bluntly.
". . . and you never introduced them to us because. . .?" Lumine questions.
"Because . . . I haven't had the time to?"
Hutao rests back on her chair, her eyes glazed in judgment, "No offense mister Zhongli, but you seem like a terrible husband. If you don't get your act straight, I'd say your marriage won't last."
His jaw drops. Venti laughs.
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"Darling, am I a terrible husband?"
"No? What makes you think that?"
"No reason. Although I believe we should try dating publicly."
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//for some reason tumblr has been deleting my last lines in drafts so i have to type this so my last sentences wont get deleted
"No reason. But perhaps it's about time I show you off to the public more."
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A peaceful day
Alhaitham X female reader
Warnings -> Fluffy goodness, established relationship, reader is a bit of a bookworm, reader talks about an emotionally upsetting childhood
You loved Alhaitham’s home. It was spacious without being too big, the furniture was simple and cozy, and everywhere you looked, you saw him… and sometimes a glimpse of his roommate, like the slightly slanted painting hanging in the hallway. His study, or the ‘mini House of Daena’ as you called it, was the closest you could get to seeing the inside of his mind. You’ve always believed a person’s bookshelf reveals their heart and soul - yours held a dozen of romance novels and the non-fiction books relevant to your studies. Every single shelf Alhaitham had was filled with non-fiction, ranging across several different fields of study. His knowledge seemed endless, and yet somehow, he was still finding things to learn.
“What about these, ‘Haitham?” You asked, calling the scribe by the affectionate nickname you’ve been using for the last several months.
Alhaitham looked up from the stack of books he was sorting through. “Am I supposed to know what books you’re talking about from that vague question?”
‘Smart ass.’ You thought, but maneuvered your way around the boxes and piles of books scattered all over the floor. Being the middle of the weekend there were no pressing matters at the Akademiya to attend to, and since you’ve been staying at your boyfriend’s house over the last several days, you decided to help him sort through his archive, a task he’s been meaning to do but has been too busy to touch.
Reaching the table, you set the books down and watched as he looked through them. “I’m way beyond the level for these now. You can put them with the others going to the House of Daena.”
[The Art of Words] Alhaitham x gn!Reader | wc: 0.9k | Tags: Modern au! Set in university! Fluff A/N: this was meant to be like 5 lines long. i got very carried away.
alhaitham! who has always kept a palm-sized journal with him wherever he goes. the yellowed, weathered paper has seen better days, but they're comfortable and they are his.
alhaitham!!! who loves to write. the margins of the tough books he reads are littered with complex annotations, but if you dig a little deeper, you'd find scribbled prose that described the world a little too well.
alhaitham! who surprises everyone by going into language! everyone always thought he'd go to medicine/law, especially with those stellar grades of his
linguistics major alhaitham! who first meets you at a cafe on campus. he's reading thoughtfully and tagging the pages just right, but gets distracted when he hears a gasp right next to him and - 'oh! that's my favourite author!'
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a piece i drew for raging tide, a tartaglia zine that finished last year!
bookworm (≧◡≦) ♡
“Compile everyone’s wisdom in the name of the archon.” That is the original function of the Akasha. I’ve sent everything that happened just now to the people of Sumeru in the form of knowledge. I’ve asked them… to help you find a way to defeat the false god.
Brainrots you say? 👀
So, as you may or may not know I'm like, a huge enthusiast for domestic scenarios.
So basically, imagine coming home and finding them (specifically my biases in this case: Ayato, Zhongli and Alhaitham) sound asleep on the sofa. Hair splayed on the pillows, cheek cutely squished against it, maybe quietly snoring. It would take all my willpower to not pounce on them immediately and smother them with kisses and cuddles.
Like, there is just something so cute and adorable about finding someone you love asleep. In their most vulnerable state, basically.
Zhongli and Alhaitham both would probably just lie there with a book on their chest because they fell asleep while reading. Maybe the finger still stuck in between the pages to not forget where they stopped.
Ayato doesn't strike me as someone who usually falls asleep on the sofa. Like 99% of the time it would probably be his desk if he randomly falls asleep somewhere. Once he wakes up again there's probably some document stuck to his cheek, haha! But if you ever find him asleep on the sofa it would be even cuter because of how rare it is to find him there.
my brain went brr brr brr at the thought juhygtfdsdfghju- and OFC YOU'RE THE SUCKER FOR FLUFF and they're all delicious, thank you-
— TIME FOR SOME SHUTEYE
↷ various genshin men x reader
✦ synopsis : you walk into them sleeping and it's a whole mood from there ( aka ; some napping headcanons because we love some domesticity amidst the pain and suffering of my works ).
WARNING(S) : al haitham legitimately being a piece of shit even in sleep mode, ayato also being a piece of shit but in a cute way and zhongli being pure soft and wholesome but also still giving the reader low key heart attacks. NOT PROOFREAD.
&& . al haitham · ( how to trigger muscle memory 101 )
𓆩♡𓆪 oblivious crushes hcs
their crush on you is as clear as day, but you seem to be wearing sunglasses
°｡⋆ kaveh, alhaitham, kaeya x reader (seperately)
°｡⋆ fluff, maybe a bit ooc alhaitham, lots of touchy/clingy :( and some angst in kaeya's part
note: i haven’t gone too far into sumeru yet D: (purely bc of laziness and college) so that’s why alhaitham might be a bit ooc… but! i hope yall enjoy, i had fun. (ps. this was inspired by my short convo with @kana-dayo , i hope u don't mind the tag just tell me if you want me remove it!!)
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Pairings: Alhaitham, Ayato, Zhongli, Heizou, Diluc, Xiao, Cyno, Thoma x (gn!) Reader (separate)
Summary: Little endearing gestures they do that make you fall for them anew every time - or how they show their love without words.
Tags: Pure Fluff, established relationships, headcanons with short scenario drabbles
A/N: First fic post of 2023! Hope this year will be a great one for you all ♥ May all your wishes both in Genshin and irl come true (my next wish is for Alhaitham to come home... I am down bad in the worst type of way.)
You let the door fall shut behind you as you throw your bag into the corner. A long sigh escaped your throat, causing Alhaitham to look up from the book he was currently reading on the sofa.
You dropped down next to him and leaned against his shoulder wordlessly. He lifted one of his arms and pulled your head down to comfortably rest on his lap. He always had the best intuition about what you needed.
