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mamawasatesttube · 3 months
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a sneak peek of ch2 of androecia, rough draft, posted in order to motivate myself to keep working on it tomorrow:
He kisses Kon some more, because he can, and because kissing Kon is fucking radical. Today is different than last night—instead of a haze of frenzied desperation and need need need, he gets to actually savor it. It’s slow, warm and syrupy and sweet. He takes his time, leaning into Kon and exploring him properly.
Last night was all about Tim. But today, Tim wants to learn Kon. Every sound he can elicit by touching him, kissing him, caressing him; every different facet to his smiles, every gasp or sigh or hum of pleasure. The shape of his mouth, the way he likes to be kissed best.
One day, Tim will be a walking encyclopedia of all these facts. But today, he’s just setting out on his mission to learn and catalogue it all. It’s thrilling.
“Rob,” Kon breathes, his voice low and a little rough in a way that sends sparks shooting down Tim’s body. “Mm…”
“Clone boy,” Tim answers, pressing an open-mouthed kiss to the pulse point in his neck. Kon makes a breathy sound and tips his head back, turning his face into the sofa cushions, and Tim smiles against his skin. Kon likes neck kisses.
Kon’s crop top has ridden up his ribs between them, exposing a delicious swath of golden-brown skin. Tim runs his hand down Kon’s chest, relishing the way Kon sucks in a breath as his fingers brush bare skin.
Kon’s fingers twine into his hair, an echo of the phantom fist that refused to let Tim look away from the mirror last night. He gently but insistently tugs him back up for another proper kiss, licking into his mouth. Tim makes a low noise in response, shifting against him to try and get even closer, and Kon spreads his thighs apart invitingly, pressing Tim to his chest.
When he breaks the kiss, Kon drops his head back against the armrest for a moment. His eyes are alien-bright, his cheeks flushed and his mouth an enticing shade of kiss-red. Desire pulses low in Tim’s gut.
“Robbie,” Kon murmurs, gazing up at him. He reaches up, his fingers grazing Tim’s cheek before his hand settles in against his jaw, his thumb caressing Tim’s lips. “You’re so beautiful.”
Tim’s face burns. “I—” He clears his throat, ducking his head. “Says you.”
Kon blinks, and then his lips curve into a slow, lazy grin. “Aw… you think I’m pretty, sunshine?”
Fuck. Sunshine reaches right into Tim’s chest and carves out a spot for itself, settles in warm and pretty like a drop of sunlight itself. Kon can’t keep getting away with that. Tim stares down at him for a moment, trying desperately to kick his brain back into functioning gear.
The most beautiful person in the entire universe just asked him if he thinks he’s pretty. Tim stares at him for a moment or two more, lips slightly parted but fumbling for words. Kon just called him sunshine. And is now gazing up at him with those gorgeous, inhuman eyes framed by thick, dark lashes. This close to him, Tim can see the faint, faded freckles sprinkled across the apples of his cheeks.
“That’s…” Tim clears his throat again. “That’s the understatement of, like, the century, but. Yeah.”
On the upside, admitting it makes Kon blush. On the downside, Kon only gets prettier when he’s blushing and smiling up at him like that, his eyes shining with warmth. “Oh,” he breathes, beaming. “Wow, Robbie, that’s…”
Kon’s arms twine around him, pulling him closer again. Kon’s smiling into the kiss, which is so endearing that Tim’s heart flutters in his chest as he kisses him and kisses him. He wants to hear Kon moan.
God, Tim just has to kiss him again.
A gentle pressure winds around his whole body like a weighted blanket, smushing him against Kon. Heat flares through him at the reminder of what Kon’s TTK can do to him, and he gasps against Kon’s mouth, his toes curling under the blanket. “Kon,” he breathes.
Kon pulls him into another kiss, humming in answer. His fingers stroke over the back of Tim’s neck, slow and soothing. “Mm…”
Tim skims a hand down to his chest again, strokes against his ribs. His fingers play with the rumpled hem of Kon’s shirt, dipping under it just slightly. “Can I?” he asks, breathless.
Kon lets out a soft noise, almost but not quite the moan Tim wants. “Robbie,” he says, a little strained. “You can do whatever you want with me.”
Tim’s heart skips, leaps, and soars. “Kon,” he says, and slips his hand up Kon’s chest.
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angelpuns · 7 months
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Totally did not break into the snack cabinet during the anon party- totally not sugar crashing-
HOW DID HE GET IN THERE- THREE HOW DID YOU GET IN THERREEEEE
LMAO just Eugene tossing thus guy over his shoulder and putting him to bed BAHAHAH
Although he's real small so it'd be like picking up a bunch of grapes or smthn
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totallyradicalmucky · 3 months
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I love you, Inpoot
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riewiggles · 10 months
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It’s about summer and I’m still drawing scenes from my crappy fanfics (Summertime is Livin’ Easy chapter) because MOTIVATION and I had to draw this one in particular because I had to make the reference to...
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It’s not even subtle.
Also KANJIPLIER. In the Fanfiction Kanji dyes his hair out of influence of the YouTubers who dyed their hair during that time (it was when Markiplier, Jacksepticeye, Cyndago, etc dyed their hair for charity because the story takes place in 2016- basically during the events of P5). Apparently with the glasses he looks too close to Mark and I can’t unsee it. I’m DYING.
Non-Fanfiction subnote: after the wardrobe malfunction Kanji now has a dress code
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rawwithlove · 9 months
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My lil poopy Monty
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shining-gem34 · 3 months
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Dan Heng Headcanons
||Very delayed HC's about Dan Heng and Dan Feng.
This will mostly focus on appearance, personality, weapon choice, habits, and etc. in a bullet format (somewhat)
The Differences/Similarities between Dan Heng and Dan Feng
Appearance
Height: Dan Feng is taller than Dan Heng
Hair Highlights: As a Vidyadhara, Dan Heng has teal/turquoise highlights in the back of his hair. In previous appearances/artworks, Dan Feng had none of that except in his most recent appearance. It's hard to tell from this image, but if you look closely he has more of a deep blue highlights.
Notes: Dan Heng does have a singular red line in his hair, but it could be either an accessory or a red highlight. I'm personally leaning toward accessory. Dan Feng does not have this.
Makeup: In both of his forms, Dan Heng has crimson eyeliners on one or both eyes. Surprisingly, Dan Feng has no eyeliners or any signs of makeup on him.
Accessories: Other than the bracers and body accessories on their clothing, Dan Feng wears a singular red tassel earring on his right ear. Dan Heng IL wears a gold lotus earring and in his default form, he wears a pair of jade earlobe earrings connected by a string.
Extra Stuff: Overall, Dan Feng face shape is more angular/sharper compared to Dan Heng slight chubby cheeks. I interpret it as Dan Feng being older and mature. Dan Heng, even though he is almost at the point he's physically stops aging or already has, is still rather young.
Clothing Choice: They are both reserved people so they lean towards outfits that shows very little skin.
In the case of Dan Feng, he became accustomed to wearing luxurious and sometimes complicated outfits befitting of his status. While his taste in luxury is the same, he prefers a style that isn't cumbersome and easy to move in for day to day matters (especially during war).
For Dan Heng, he prefers outfits that are more casual compared to Dan Feng. They're not only easy to move in, but he can remain inconspicuous and not draw attention to himself. As long as he isn't noticeable, Dan Heng feels safe enough to move around. Regarding his IL form, he has little to no comments about the outfit. It's supposedly a traditional Yinyue Jun outfit that was forced upon him and he gotten used to wearing it over time.
Personality
Summary, their personalities are similar where they are very reserved individuals and prefer to keep themselves. Due to how they were raised/lived their lives, there are some differences.
Dan Feng learned to keep his emotions in check so you rarely see him lash out. If he is angry, truly angry, he silent at first but if he speaks- his words are biting, sharp, and without restraint. Dan Heng has a harder time if you strike him where it hurts the most. He may appear calm on the outside, but he is a whirlpool of emotions ready to snap at a second notice and it is not a nice thing to see.
As we keep hearing before, Dan Feng is said to be arrogant. He is seen as arrogant, because he is confident in himself; powerful, ethereal, and influential. He do what he must in order to lead his clan and appear as the perfect High Elder. Even if the Preceptors are unhappy with him, there is little they can do against him.
In contrast, Dan Heng is more humble than him. With everything he experienced up to this point, Dan Heng learned to appreciate whatever he has in life. He is confident in his abilities and strength, but he isn't "arrogant" (I forgot words here).
(More TBA. Most likely on a separate post)
Weapons/Abilities
Spears: DH and DF are both proficient in using the spear compared to other weapons. Between the two of them, DH is more spear-orientated than magic. (Other weapons might be in a separate post)
Cloudhymn Magic: In terms of potential, they are roughly equal but DF is obviously more experienced in this category and actually prefers to use Cloudhymn Magic. He finds it easy to wield as if it's an extension of his arm; no thoughts, just flick his finger and BOOM water explodes.
DH is rough around the edges, channeling what he knows from memories of the previous High Elders. Naturally, with years of hiding and running away, DH almost never needed to use magic. He is rather rusty around the edges. He is capable of doing great feats like DF, but he finds the feeling of magic foreign to him. (Will go through this more in separate post).
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shima-draws · 1 year
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JFJANGNSND my dad said “If worse comes to worst we can bring all your gifts up to your room and you can open them on camera on Sunday”
Live broadcast of Shima opening her Christmas gifts. Quarantining but STILL participating
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alderaanplacesss · 1 year
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godnectar · 3 months
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not to brag but the cute guy in school talked to me
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superteacherlady · 8 months
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Tampa Bay Comic Con with Pauly Shore. Brought the nieces and nephew to their first nerd fest. They loved it! ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️
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a-lost-time-traveler · 3 months
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For my fanfic and fic readers, tell me an instance in which something written in the story was so funny that immediately threw you out of the immersion
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kiwibirb1 · 5 months
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I like going through my posts and adding new tags that I think of.
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biglisbonnews · 1 year
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Pauly Shore shares Ben Stiller's 'Encino Man' screen test Today I learned that Ben Stiller was considered the role of the defrosted caveman in the 1992 comedy Encino Man. However, Brendan Fraser ultimately landed the breakthrough part, partly due to Stiller's scheduling conflict. Pauly Shore, who played the Valley dude "Stoney" Brown in the movie, recently shared Stiller's screen test on YouTube. — Read the rest https://boingboing.net/2023/03/22/pauly-shore-shares-ben-stillers-encino-man-screen-test.html
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gyarunie · 9 months
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i gotta request a 141+ konig where the guys have a gen z kid who is never serious (i j know ghost is sighing under the mask)
Marines eating crayons
ˏˋ°•*⁀➷♡A/N: FUCK YES, MORE CHAOTIC GEN Z COBRA, and hell yes ghost will be done with ya. and yes this is a very normal trope in the cod fandom. this some self insert lmfao
ˏˋ°•*⁀➷♡C/W: guns, daddy issues, fluff, crack, suggestive, romantic-ish relationships (ghost’s), platonic relationships, POC friendly reader, GN reader
Code name/Callsign: Cobra
more under the cut..
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Cpt. John "price"
"if i get shot i swear im gonna flip off the sniper" you whisper with a exasperated tone "cobra you are being bloody loud" price whispers back and snatches your ass to stand behind a wall.
"be careful" he hisses and grabs you a bit roughly than he intended to "harder" you whisper.
you got a long scolding, and you swear you could see price fighting the urge to choke you.
price actually likes how you can lighten up a mood with a single and very random joke that you crack even when you know no one would hear.
price was drinking tea while looking at something in his notes and you mumbled "tea is leaf juice" you didn't expect him to hear because you said it subconsciously.
he chuckles and pats you "thank you for that discovery"
"why are you feeding my daddy issues?"
"me?" - price
"yes you bitch"
Kyle "Gaz" Garrick
i feel like kyle would enjoy pillow fights, and you don't fucking hold back (as u should)
you're literally smashing their heads in and slapping them with your fluffy but heavy pillow
"time out! time out! COBRA" gaz screams and puts his hands up to protect himself from your onslaught.
"I WIN" you say, putting your hands up with peace signs
you were patching up your cut eyebrow "i regret joining this taskforce" you jokingly said, gaz bandaging his hand "surely you don't mean that lovie?" he said with sad eyes
"of course i don't, if i did, i would be six feet under" you said. gaz cocked his eyebrow "by who?" he asks.
"me, or it can be you zaddy" you said, winking at him and saying it with the most deadpan tone
Johnny "Soap" Mactavish
Showering with the team was very normal, you’re like their little sibling and they find it comforting to be around you at all times.
You take a towel and dry your hair. Soap pulled up his pants and istg his ass-
“GYATTTTTTTT” you screamed but turned your head away.
“Mate what?” Soap says and turns around to you, laughing and wheezing like a dying pig.
You guys scream at each other at every time one of you gets a very nice look at your boobs/pecs/chest or ass.
Everyone thought soap was the most unserious but when you came along, everything changed…..for the better.
Every.single.time soap says something in his very thick scottish accent, you have an urge to copy it.
Simon “Ghost” Riley
You also have a mask on, so its not only ghost being anonymous.
You are very affectionate towards ghost and ghost only because you find it fun to annoy him and he can’t refuse.
Ghost sits on a chair and pops a gum into his mouth, while walking past ghost to get a cup of water, you sniffed him on the top of his head and walk off to get your water.
He stared at you with the most “????” Expression ever.
You kept on doing it and ghost doesn’t have any scent to him, and he just lets it happen.
You nuzzle against him, rubbing your masked head and cheek onto his mask “are you a bear?” He asks, his eyes following your movements
“Roar” you said with a hand shaped like a paw
“Thats a lion”
König
“Have you ever had a space cake before?” Konig asks
“Mmm! a ding dong! yes!” - cobra
“Nono, like a pot brownie”
“No way! I would never do drugs”
“Ne neither!”
“Gross!"
(Sorry i ran out of ideas)
©️ GYARUNIE. do not plagiarize, post my works to other sites or translate any of my work.
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woso-dreamzzz · 2 months
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Allergies
Hardersson x Child!Reader
Jessie Fleming x Child!Reader
Part of The Big Adventures Universe
Summary: Jessie saves your life
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You're riding around on Jessie's shoulders the day it happens.
You like Jessie a lot. She's super snuggly and warm and she always plays with you when she comes over. She's friends with Niamh and they both hang around with Zećira so you see them a lot.
After Zećira, Jessie's one of your favourite girls at Not-Wolfsburg. She likes to sit with you on the coach and you watch movies with her before she wraps you in blankets and naps.
Jessie's great and you love her a lot.
She's not as tall as all of the other girls but, together, you make a tall person so that's okay.
You're riding on her shoulders because Morsa's talking to Coach Emma and Momma's doing media. It's media day which means it's boring for you and Jessie's got a gap in her schedule so she's come over to where you're set up with girl-swan and girl-moose and now you're on her shoulders.
You're giggling and Jessie's pointing out what everybody's doing.
"There's Sam!" You say, pointing to where Sam's sitting with somebody and a plate of food.
Jessie carts you off towards her.
"Hi, Sam!" You chirp, reaching down to shake Sam's hand because sitting up so high on Jessie makes you feel all special and powerful.
Sam laughs.
She must have something on her hands because after she's pulled away, your skin feels all itchy and little red welts appear where she's touched you.
You scratch them as Jessie takes you off her shoulders.
"What's that?" You ask, pointing at Sam's paper plate.
"It's a kiwi," Sam says," Would you like to try it?"
"Never had a kiwi before," You say, thinking for a moment," Just a little bit please, Sam."
"You've got it."
She hands you a chunk and you pop it into your mouth.
You've got kiwi juice on your hand and it makes it go all red and itchy. It makes your throat go all itchy too.
"Don-Don't like it," You say. Your voice is all wheezy and choked up like your throat suddenly doesn't want to be open anymore. You try to cough but it doesn't work and tears appear in your eyes.
"J-Jessie!" You cry," Hurts!"
But your words barely make it out of your mouth and it's largely unintelligible.
Jessie and Sam are looking at you horrified as your face gets redder and redder and puffier and puffier.
You're panicking now and your tummy feels all bad, like you're about to throw up.
You think you do throw up. You're not too sure but you feel all woozy because your throat is all closed up and you can't breathe.
There's a clamour of voices around you and you drop like a bag of rocks.
Pernille watches it happen in slow motion. You get redder and redder and then you're down.
She leaves her interview without even making an excuse, sprinting towards you.
You've got vomit all over your top and your face is all swelled up and red. You're grasping at your throat, clawing at it so much that your little nails make deep red lines down your neck.
You're growing weaker though and you slump to the ground.
There are shrieks from everyone as you go down.
A crowd has formed, of players and media alike. Magda shoves through the crowd just as Jessie shoves her way out and Pernille kneels down to check your pulse.
It's hard to locate under all the swelling but it's there, weak and thready.
But it's there and that's all she can focus on.
"What happened?!" Magda demands, looking around wildly," What happened?!"
Pernille's desperately trying to find a way to help you.
You look terrible and your breathing is getting shallower and shallower. Someone (Pernille thinks Magda) gives her a napkin to mop up the vomit on your chin and she moves you onto your side so you don't choke.
Your eyes are swelled shut and you're making these terrible wheezing noises on every inhale.
"I don't know!" Sam is yelling," She ate some kiwi and completely swelled up! I didn't know she was allergic!"
"She's not allergic!" Magda snaps back before screaming out," Medic! Come on!"
Jessie fights her way through the crowd again and Pernille's watching in slow motion.
"Call an ambulance!" Jessie orders, more authoritative than Pernille's ever heard her. She rolls up your shorts and jams a big pen-like thing down into it.
The effects are almost instantaneous. Your face slowly begins to unswell and your breathing evens out. As you wake up, you immediately burst into tears, blubbering and whining out words that aren't even words.
"We still need to get her to the hospital," Jessie says, looking around wildly," It's my epipen. It's meant to be for adults. I don't know if kids have to have different ones."
Thoughts come rushing through Pernille's head at such a speed that she can't fully understand. She remains in this state even when the ambulance comes and everyone's loaded inside.
Media day has been cut short and Pernille knows that the rest of the team will be following in their cars.
"What...What did you mean, epipen?" Pernille manages to ask as she stands outside your hospital room after being kicked out so the doctors can work.
"Epipen," Jessi repeats," They're for allergies. It's like a shot of adrenaline or something."
"She's not allergic to anything," Magda says, speaking for the first time in a while. She's just staring at you through the window.
"My parents thought I wasn't allergic to anything until I went into anaphylaxis too," Jessie says quietly.
The doctor slips out of your room and shakes Magda and Pernille's hands.
"She's fine," Is the first thing he says, clearly very used to settling worried parents," Your friend did the right thing, giving her the epi. Usually, we'd see some bad effects with an adult dose on such a little girl but your daughter's allergies are severe enough that only an adult dose would have helped."
"And it's definitely allergies?" Magda asks.
"Definitely allergies," He confirms," You'll have to bring her back in a few weeks for proper allergy testing but you said it was a kiwi?"
"Yes," Jessie says," Kiwi."
"Then I'd keep her away from bananas and avocado too. They tend to be grouped together with allergies and latex too."
"But she's going to be okay?" Pernille says," She's going to be alright?"
"She's going to be just fine," The doctor assures her," Her reaction was pretty extreme so far as symptoms go but she's going to make a full recovery. I'm going to prescribe her some epipens for the future and all you need to do is make sure she keeps them on her at all times."
"Thank you."
They're all let into your room where you sit playing with the tube of your IV.
"Leave it alone," Magda says softly," How are you feeling?"
You make a face. "Sam's kiwi was a bad kiwi."
"I think all kiwis are bad for you, princesse," Magda says with a little laugh as she brushes her hand over your hair.
"Kiwis are blergh!" You declare sticking your tongue out. You turn to look at Momma. "When can we go home? Jessie said that we could play zoo."
"I think they want to keep you a few more hours," Momma replies," And then we can go home."
You sigh like this is a big inconvenience to you. "But then Jessie has to go home too," You say," And she said that she'd play zoo with me."
"We can play zoo here," Jessie says as she comes in," Sam and Erin dropped off your backpack. Have you go any zoo animals in here?"
You perk up. "I do! I do! Morsa, Momma, can we play zoo here?"
Magda smiles. "You can play zoo here but no jumping around. I want you to sit nice and pretty in your bed. And no playing with your IV!"
You sigh. "Fine."
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moraxsthrone · 10 months
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Um, hello. I'm a little nervous to make this request, so please forgive me if I messed up.
May I request headcanons of Kaeya, Diluc, Itto, Thoma and Zhongli 's girlfriend bringing them homemade lunch while their working and when asked who she's looking for, she happily says "My handsome husband, the one and only (boy's name), of course!" while the boys are within earshot?
I just wanna see these boys acting lovestruck and blushy
//peeks out from the hole of chaos that is my life.
omg nonnie, i'm so sorry it's taken me so long to answer this. i wonder if you'll even see it. 🥺 if anyone did anything wrong here, it's me.
— how he reacts when you bring him homemade lunch at work
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— pairings — diluc, itto, kaeya, thoma, zhongli, and (bonus) tighnari x f!reader
— notes — sfw. fluff. diluc's is a drabble //help. his just came to me so vividly. the rest are headcanons, as requested.
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— diluc —
your wine tycoon husband is fetching a couple of barrels from the storage area in the back of angel’s share when he hears your voice. he wonders why you’re here so early in the afternoon (you’re not kaeya after all), but a small smile still manages to grace his face as charles asks if he can get you a drink. diluc is just about to round the corner when he hears you answer cheerily, “no, thank you. i’m just here to bring lunch to my handsome husband, diluc! i made him his favorite and even threw in some grape juice from the winery!” the tavern owner stops dead in his tracks, his heart skipping a million beats. it’s adorable, really. not only is he easily flustered, but his fair skin is so quick to show even the slightest color. he knows he’s flushed a bright red from his neck to his ears. he’s too embarrassed to let his employee see him like this so he panics and this grown ass man HIDES BEHIND A FUCKING WINE BARREL!
he can almost hear the shit-eating grin on charles’s face when he points towards the back and tells you where you can find your “handsome husband, diluc”. he should dock his pay for that. now what does he do? just as you clear the bar area, you see the top of a crimson ponytail behind a barrel in the dim corridor. “diluc? is that you, baby?” the jig is up; there’s no point trying to hide anymore so he stands up slowly. “why were you crouched behind that wine barrel?” you press, and he clears his throat. “i was…uhhh…i dropped…something,” he stammers, doing his best to preserve his signature stoicism. but as you get closer you see the deep red blush that rivals the natural color of his hair. “wait…are you blushing?” “no.” “you’re blushing!” laughing, you start to touch his face, but he quickly covers it with both his hands, muffling his voice when he groans, “why must you always tease me like this?” “because you’re so cute when you blush,” you say, still giggling while trying to pry his hands away. he can hear charles wheezing behind the bar. “stop! go away, woman! you’re making it worse!”
— itto — 
who are we kidding? itto doesn’t work.
but let’s assume he’s doing an odd job and one of his gang members spots you as you’re approaching (not knowing you're his boss's wife) and tells you it’s too dangerous to pass through the area.
itto is out of eyeshot, but your voice is music to his ears when he hears you refer to him as your husband. 
“yeah! i made him his favorite and brought enough for everyone!”
his face lights up with a big, stupid grin bc that is easily one of the nicest things anyone has done for his gang.
just as akira is taking some of the bags you’ve been carrying by yourself, your big oni husband rounds the corner and is headed right for you with his pink-dusted cheeks.
picks you up into a hug and gives you a big, long, close-lipped kiss with unshed tears wetting his eyelashes.
when shinobu ribs him for crying, he denies it.
“i- i’m not crying, shinobu! my uhh…my allergies are acting up again!”
— kaeya — 
it means the whole fucking world to him?
he never thought he’d have someone in his life who would go out of their way to bring him lunch that THEY MADE JUST FOR HIM. 
he may not seem like it, but kaeya loooooves being domestic with you.
he smirks and teases you when you fuss over him, but he EATS THAT SHIT UP.
please do little things like this for him? it makes him feel so cared for, something he feels like he’s missed out on for most of his life.
ever the romantic, the captain sweeps you up into his arms bridal-style, making you squeal and laugh right in front of all his subordinates. 
kaeya makes YOU blush, not the other way around, okay?
— thoma — 
he’s usually the one waiting on others hand and foot so when you do something so domestic and thoughtful for him, his pretty green eyes positively SPARKLE. 
the brightest smile spreads across his face along with the swath of pink that stretches from one cheek to the other.
immediately wants to make something for you too. 
he insists! 
so you sit and watch him whip something up for you in the kamisato kitchen, your chin resting in your palms wondering how you got so lucky to marry the sweetest man in all of teyvat.
he packs both your lunches and leads you outside and finds the prettiest sakura tree to sit beneath while you enjoy your meals together. 
— zhongli — 
he’s touched, but it takes a lot more than bringing him food or referring to him as your husband to fluster the former archon.
if anything, he barely suppresses a smirk - satisfied with the pride in your voice when you call him “husband”.
he stands from his desk and steps out of his office to greet you in the funeral parlor’s lobby, shoulders back and head held high because he’s quietly proud of you too.
“my darling love…” he starts, seeing the delicious meal that he could smell from his office. “you truly shouldn’t have…”
“but i wanted to,” you say shyly as he leans in to leave a quick peck on your cheek.
“will you be joining me?” he asks, hopeful.
“oh, this is just for you, dear. i didn’t bring any for myself. i thought you might be too busy...”
“then i’ll share with you, my love,” he insists, offering you his arm, which you take with a smile and let him lead you back to his office.
— tighnari (bonus) — 
a handful of forest rangers are standing on the dock near tighnari’s hut when you flash them a quick smile before heading past them towards your husband’s office.
one of them stops you. “ma’am, you can’t just walk into the chief officer’s-”
you laugh sweetly and wave him off. “i can do a lot more than you think i can…”
it is at that moment that the rangers stiffen as their officer steps out with a stern expression on his face.
his multi-colored eyes are fixed and serious, but as a rosy heat rises to his pale cheeks you swear you hear a snicker from his group of subordinates.
you walk up to where tighnari is holding one of the giant leaf flaps open in the doorway and give him a quick little peck on the cheek.
that sends the angry blush all the way to the insides of his perked ears.
he dismisses the rangers as you walk past him and into his office like it’s your second home.
his watchful eyes follow his rangers as they disperse before he lowers the leaf flap to join you within.
he sniffs at the air. “wait. did you…?”
you simply nod with a pleased smile as you set the frond-wrapped box down on his desk. you’d made his favorite: forest watcher’s choice, rife with various (non-poisonous) mushrooms that you know he finds most delicious.
nari rounds his desk to join you and puts a gloved hand on the small of your back as he leans in and kisses your temple, ear twitching and tail wisping behind him.
“thank you, love. you’re too good to me,” he muses.
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