HERE COMES THE BOYYYY

HUNTER WITH THE BISEXUAL FLAG PATCH ON HIS BATTLE JACKET

Edit: Better-quality images make it even clearer what it’s intended to be!

brought to you by zhongli's beautiful spear kick, acquiring xiao, and wanting to draw cyno and raiden (who i also have) all at once

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OBVIOUSLY WHAT IS HE?? DELULU?

Proving a point to my boyfriend.

PLEASE REBLOG if you (male or female) believe it is perfectly okay and natural for a guy of any age to cry

Damian's a little curious about his crush

*anyway jump in SxF hole*

confessions (part two)

ft. kazuha, scaramouche, thoma, ayato, itto, & dainsleif.

with gender-neutral reader.

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part one

it’s very obvious that there is something going on with KAZUHA. he seems more relaxed than he usually is, always seeming like he was in a daze. if anyone were to come up to him and strike a conversation, it was almost as though you were snapping him out of a daydream. there was always this tiny smile on his face, cheeks visibly pink. in his free time, kazuha’s writing heartfelt poems about you, every word he can’t say out loud written on paper. he later decides—this is the perfect way to confess to you. compiling all the poems he’s made into one pile and carefully tying string around the small pile of papers to keep it together, kazuha hopes that you could sense each feeling between the lines.

SCARAMOUCHE has never despised anyone so much in his life. he hated how you made him feel this way, like there were butterflies in his stomach or this awkward warmth in his chest that bloomed every time you were around. he hated how you made him feel vulnerable, like his walls were finally coming down and there was finally someone in his life he can open up to. he hated how you were just so perfect, with your stupidly perfect hair and stupidly perfect eyes. and don’t even get him started with your smile. scaramouche would rather die than admit his attraction towards you, but all of this longing he’d felt wasn’t about to go to waste. it was now or never, he tells himself. as he’s coming up to you, you can only ask yourself what seemed so urgent with the way he was walking in his stride, hands balled into fists, lips pursed in a thin line, and face red. quickly, he ushered you to the side, stammering through his confession: “y/n…i…i really, really like you. in a way that’s more than what we have right now. i really need you to tell me if you feel the same way.”

THOMA cannot wrap his head around the concept of feelings. what do you even do in this situation, he’d ask himself. it’s clear that he has something for you, because any time someone would mention your name, his face will immediately turn bright red and he’d start stuttering as he spoke. “what? y-y/n? what do you mean, haha…ha…” he confides in the kamisato siblings with these things, and they both tell him the same thing: why not write a letter of confession? so, he does, spending nearly the entire night trying to write The Perfect Letter. the next day, with his letter sealed in an envelope, thoma meets you under a large sakura tree, handing you the letter and praying to the archons that this’ll come out in his favor.

ITTO cannot keep feelings subtle even if his life depended on it. he’s very open with how he feels about you, and it’s pretty much heard around inazuma at this point. with how it’s basically become a known thing now, it eventually reached back to you, but you enjoyed seeing how oblivious itto can be. you would give him hints to show your interest, like making flirtatious comments or holding eye contact to the point where itto would start getting flustered and his gaze would falter. still, he had no clue and you were just waiting patiently for him, wanting to hear his feelings come out from his own mouth and not just from someone in inazuma who happened to hear. honestly, you couldn’t help but melt and laugh when he finally does, getting the entire arataki gang to individually hold up signs that formed a short sentence: | PLEASE | DATE | ME? | → | with itto standing by the arrow, a bouquet of flowers in one hand and a special onikabuto he thought you’d especially like.

AYATO gets teased endlessly by his sister as he brought up how you made him feel a particular way that he didn’t quite understand. she still gives him sisterly advice, to just go for it and court you like how he’d been taught growing up. but, the first step to that was taking you out—and ayato didn’t know how to do that. no one has ever made him feel like this before, and he was afraid of messing up everything somehow. one way or another, he has to do it. he settles on doing it at night, with the moonlight casting over inazuma and when the ambience feels calmer, when it’s more quiet and it feels like the two of you are the only ones in the world. gingerly, ayato takes your hands into his, holding them as he looked down into your eyes, saying, “y/n…you make me feel things i’ve never felt before, and you’re so…special to me. if i may, i would really love to take you on a date.”

DAINSLEIF doesn’t waste his time dwelling and doubting his feelings: he’s certain with what he feels about you and he has to tell you, because life is so short and you can only do so many things before it’s over. and with years of wandering and feeling so alone, dain’s finally found someone that’s made him feel at home, like he can forget about every terrible thing that’s happened in his past. although he’s sure, he’s nervous when he’s actually standing in front of you, staring into your eyes where it’s unclear if you’re about to accept or deny his feelings. dain clears his head swallows back the anxiety. “y/n, you’re…amazing in every single way possible, and you’ve made me feel so alive and not completely lost in the world. i would love for you to be by my side, and i want to be able to call you mine.”

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imagine kissing them.

imagine them melting against your lips, resting in your hold. imagine their muted sigh against you, the relief that chases away the exhaustion in their limbs.

imagine their hands: wandering, careless, thoughtlessly holding your waist, your arms, your shoulders. imagine their starry eyes gently closed, their skin so beautiful under your fingers.

imagine kissing them again and again, sharing comfort and sweet nothings that turn into everything under the warm breeze and heavy moon.

-> (your fav) + KAZUHA, xiao, jean, ayaka, kuki shinobu, ningguang, KOKOMI, lisa, rosaria, SHENHE, DILUC, kaeya, CHILDE, yun jin

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dance of the yaksha

What they do when they have a crush on you

Characters: Nilou/Jean x gn!reader

Warnings: none, just fluff

a/n: My Jean simping continues, and so does my streak of writing random things instead of my requests. I swear I'll get to them, but there are simply aren't enough requests with Jean in my inbox, so I have to do it myself /hj

Anyway, hope you enjoy!

Nilou

While some might get shy, embarrassed, or sometimes more brazen around the person they liked, Nilou’s friendly behaviour didn’t change too much around you. Sure, there were times she’d say something to you without thinking it over, nearly losing her composure as a result, but those were exceptions, no the rule.

Whenever Nilou found some extra time, she liked to invite you to the great Bazaar, no matter if she had a performance and wanted you to be in the audience or simply wanted to spend time with you. From all of the places in Sumeru city, there weren’t many that could rival it in her eyes, and while the lively atmosphere was great even when on her own, with you it felt just the better.

Sometimes you’d actually buy something, but often the two of you would simply look from stall to stall while either chatting with each other or talking to the shop-owners, who were already more than used to seeing both of you around.

The moment Nilou and you had entered the Bazaar, she had began to lead you all the way to a small shop selling all kinds of pastries, sweets and other such things, and while you first thought that it must have been a new store, having never visited or even seen it before, the way Nilou and the shop-owner talked made it obvious that this wasn’t the first time she bought something from them.

“Please, feel free to pick something that you’d want, that’s on me”, Nilou offered to you, causing you to think about it for a few seconds. While you weren’t the biggest fan of pastries, the thought of not ordering anything, when she had been so excited to show the stall to you, left you with a bitter taste, causing you to pick the same thing she did, causing her order them right away.

“How does it taste?”, Nilou asked after watching you take your first bite, only for a smile to appear on her face once again when saw your subconscious smile and you told her you liked it, happy to see you happy.

Jean

While there were many people in the knights of Favonius and Mondstadt that tried to convince their acting Grandmaster to not overwork herself too much, most of their attempts failed, and the ones that succeeded only did so for a day or two max. So, when Jean actually began trying to end her work or take breaks long enough to spend a bit of time with you, people around her couldn’t help but be surprised to say the least.

Your outings wouldn’t be long, consistint of small walks through the city with maybe a shop visit or two every once and again, during which you made sure no one bothered her with unimportant requests. And while your conversations sometimes had the semblance of professionality, other times the two of you talked about whatever came to your minds.

“Even a short walk outside does wonders after sitting in an office for a few hours”, you stated out loud once the two of you returned to Jean’s office. While you had your own office with your own work waiting for you to come back, you figured that accompanying the acting Grandmaster back to her office wouldn’t ruin your schedule too much. And while you certainly planed on leaving her to work on her own after just a few minutes, that quickly changed when your eyes landed on a small novel on top of her desk.

“Ah- Lisa must have left it here the last time she paid me a visit”, Jean quickly lied once she realised you were staring at the romance novel she had read in a small break and forgot to put away before agreeing to meet you, only for the embarrassment she felt to be joined by the feeling of shame about lying to you and using her friend as a scapegoat, but at the same time she couldn’t help but fear what you’d think of her if you knew the truth.

“Oh okay, makes sense. But you should try and give it a read, I know it looks like a cheesy romance novel, but I personally thought that it’s actually pretty good”, you responded after walking over to her desk and taking the novel into your hands, only to hand it to a still red Jean.

For a few moments, Jean had no idea what to say. Your words were almost exactly the same she’d use if she had to try to convince another person to pick it up, and while she couldn’t help but feel even more embarrassed because of it, another part of her felt really happy about it.

“Thank you for the recommendation, I will give it a read if I find the time for it”, she told another white-lie, only for her heart to skip a beat when she saw your smile widen because of her.