Needy Dragons Need Love!

imbib x reader, hint of sunday x reader, unestablished relationship. idk you guys just chill with each other (cuddle in bed). subby dan heng

yay

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The man in front of you blabbers on, contently engaging in a conversation with you. Unbeknownst to him, a needy dragon impatiently swishes his tail unconsciously, practically glaring holes into the man’s head in the corner of the room. If it weren’t for March 7th’s earlier intervention of “Dan Heng, you need to give them space to talk to the guy! It seems pretty important to them~? Mm… Dan Heng, go in the corner!” with a cheeky grin and all, he’d be by your side as usual. He suddenly notices your glance as you turn your head to check on him, noticing his own tail swishing as well before promptly and stiffly stopping the movement. But he liked this short, sweet moment of attention from you. Too bad the man in front of you stole your attention away from what was rightfully his again. Pay attention to your needy dragon!

Needy, Needy, Needy~!

heyooo time to feed my children

my children have been starved

Diluc

  • Mans is busy but sure knows how to show his affections. Even in the most... inconvenient situations.
  • Literally doing paperwork and a redhead comes up to you saying "pay attention to me"
  • Like sir, wtf. werent you the one just telling me that you had work earlier and that i needed to give you some time???
  • The unfair, unjust treatment SMH 🙄

The pen glides across the paper in a calm, unhurried motion, its sounds filling the room. You don't seem to notice when a certain redhead steps into the room, focused on getting these damn documents done, coming closer towards you...

"Darling," Diluc places a hand on your shoulder, causing you to jolt.

"Yes, Diluc?"

"Won't you come to bed? It's getting late and I..." He trails off, averting his eyes, his actions uncharacteristic of him.

"You...?"

Diluc quietly sighs, a dust of pink forming on his cheeks, seeming a bit embarrassed. "...I tried sleeping but I couldn't. I've become unfamiliar with sleeping alone. Darling, just come to bed with me, will you?"

aww, what a cutie patootie. it seems he just needs you to sleep~!

Xiao

  • bruh wtf
  • I SWEAR there's someone out there
  • Fr, just come out???
  • OH SHI- WHAT IF ITS A KIDNAPPER?!?!?!?!FKAHFJASJFHAJFSH
  • ...Tsk, needy shortie!
  • Bro fr followed you???

You blink, having not expected Xiao to come out of the shadows. In turn, he stares at you back.

...

"...Hey, are you just going to stare at me?"

  • Ever since then, he's just been trailing you from behind in the shadows without you knowing, too embarrassed and shy to actually come up to you to steal your attention away.
  • (ig we only like st-lking when it comes from xiao lmfao)

"Yes, Xiao?" You huff, feeling him gently poke you in the shoulder for the nth time. You wait for his response, yet he doesn't give one. Turning your head, you see a blushing Xiao, who's just jolted from you looking at him, a hand slightly covering his mouth.

"Uhmm... A-Attention." He mumbles, too quiet for you to be able to understand what he is trying to convey.

"Hm?"

"...Attention."

"Ah."

You lightly chuckle, grabbing his waist before pulling him down with you, landing on top of him - essentially pinning him down while hugging him.

"M-Mm...!" Xiao's face burns redder, if that's even possible, shakily hugging you back. Oh god, he can feel his heart rate skyrocketing.

Hey, this counts as cuddling, doesn't it? How cute~

Pantalone Headcanons - (Male Reader)

June 10, Post 6 of the "30 Days Fanfic Event"

  • Pantalone, a man who is obsessed with mora, is more possessive of you.
  • One who tries to sneakily grab one of his mora, is in for a rough time. Meanwhile, you could grab handfuls of his mora in front of him, and only earn a pleasant and genuine smile from Pantalone.
  • He was greedy for Teyvat’s currency, but was greedier for you, savoring each last touch you give him.
  • Pantalone took care of everything and anything he could for you, eyes averting with blush lightly coating his cheeks whenever you praised him in response.
  • By now, your room was full of untouched presents, stacking all up to the ceiling from him buying more and more presents for you every day. So many presents… and yet Pantalone’s still buying more gifts at this very moment?
  • …Ah, perhaps asking Pantalone to get a separate room for presents will do?
  • And meanwhile he starts working on your request, let's start spending a couple of hours opening a small percentage of his presents.
  • There was a time you could recall when Pantalone had stopped for a bit to stare at a ring, before smiling at you.
  • Hmm… Is he thinking of marriage already?
  • Oh, dear mighty god, won’t you give him a vision of your love for him? (lol, get it? You kinda need to know a small fact about his lore to understand)
  • Money man is very cash money for us :D ❤️

Love at First Sight

Childe x Male Reader

June 20, Post 16 of the "30 Days Fanfic Event"

(This takes place when Scaramouche is a Fatui harbinger)

HARBINGER READER Ft. Scaramouche

  • It was love at first sight, the way his eyes looked at you when you passed by in the cold hallways of the Zapolyarny Palace.
  • One could see the hearts in Tartaglia’s eyes if they focused.

“Hey, are you even listening!?”

An annoyed voice spoke, freeing Childe from his trance. Tartaglia flinched in surprise, his eyes slightly widening.

“Who was that…?” The ginger inquired, seemingly uncharacteristic of his tone.

Dottore's Experiments

June 17, Post 13 of the "30 Days Fanfic Event"

Dottore x Male Reader

I TRIED DOING A KISSING SCENE FOR THE FIRST TIME GUYS

(mentions of experiments, kissing scene, almost caught?, dottore on our lap, suggestive??) highest voted in Dottore's Headcanons poll

  • Mad crazy scientist who involves you in his experiments
  • Of course, he wouldn’t put you into harmful experiments on purpose to hurt you.
  • Oh, no. He would take extra precautions and ensure your safety.
  • But alas, these “experiments” are not exactly what you are thinking.

Pushing you into a chair and straddling your lap, Dottore's hands held onto your shoulders.

“Hm, now what is this ‘experiment’ about, this time?” You inquire, as your hands find their way to his hips. 

He slyly smirked, “Well, why don’t you find out for yourself?”