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Diluc x Chaotic! Baker! Reader

"What're you doing?"

"Mind your fucking business, fire pubes!"

Diluc had awoken late into the night to hear banging all the way from the kitchen. It was so late that all of the maids had retired to bed. So why were you up? In the kitchen with a bunch if pots?

"It's sad boi hours!"

Ah, that's why. Diluc is no stranger to your late-night intrusive thoughts, but coming to the kitchen to bake is new.

"And so you're making a cake?" He asked, crossing his arms and gazing at the mess of batter, eggs, mixing spoons, and bowls.

"It's better than jumping off a cliff, isn't it?" You retorted. Lack of sleep and frenzied emotions making you a bit more snappy than your usual self.

"I can't say eating away your feelings is a good idea either, but it is a significant step up," he sighed, running his fingers through his hair, freed from its usual ponytail. "Well, do you want some help? Or perhaps some company?"

"Yes."

Diluc hummed, a slight smile as he made his way over behind you, wrapping his arms around your waist while you mixed the cake batter. He knew you would talk about what was bothering you when you were ready. Sometimes you didn't talk about it at all. He didn't care as long as you never hurt yourself and did the correct things to make yourself feel better.

"It's like a reward," you mumbled. "I work through things and I get a treat."

"And cupcakes is your treat for today?" Diluc questioned, eyeing the bake pan already prepped with liners.

"Black cupcakes," you corrected, adding food dye. "It's like I'm eating my bad thoughts, making sure that they don't hurt me anymore."

"Well, that's actually a lovely way of putting it." He buried his face into the crook of your neck, drowsiness starting to take hold of him once again.

"Why don't you go back to bed," you tempted, feeling bad for waking him up.

"Don't want to," he mumbled, starting to sway your bodied to a silent rythm. "I like you too much to just go to bed alone."

Wow, being tired sure did bring out a softer side of Diluc. You unwrapped his arms from your waist to put the newly poured cupcakes into the oven, taking the previous batch out.

"Say," you started, turning towards the man of your dreams, seeing him watch you while he leaned against the counter. "I sure have made a lot of cupcakes... Do you think you'd be willing to give them away at Angel's Share?"

Diluc smiled softly, "Sure. If there's one thing drunks enjoy other than alcohol, it's food."

The rest of the baking seemed to go by quickly. Once Diluc came in, you stopped mixing batter, so once your final batch came out of the oven, you put them to the side and turned off the appliance.

"I'll decorate them in the morning," you announce, wiping your hands on a towel. "I've kept us both up for too long."

You took Diluc's hand, turning off the light, leading him out of the kitchen, and back up to your room. Snuggling back under the covers, you got comfy up against your lover, looking up at his eyes.

"Do you feel better?" He asked softly, stroking your cheek with his fingers.

"Yea," you smiled. "I might bake more often, not just to distract myself. It's really fun."

"And messy," he teased, scrunching up his nose with a silly smile.

"So I'm not the cleanest. You still love me."

"I do, very much so."

He leaned in and placed a gentle peck against your lips. You two then hunkered down once more for the night.

The next day, while tired from your late-night escapade, fulfilled your promise of decorating your cupcakes, while Diluc fulfilled his own by taking your creations to his tavern, leaving some for you and the help. Many of his patrons were overjoyed at the baked goods and even more excited at the fact that they were free. When asked why, he simply said they were a gift to his customers from his partner.

After that, you got more into baking and started doing it as a hobby. Eventually with how often and how much you made each time, Diluc suggested partnering with him, selling your goods at his tavern or even opening up a small kiosk in the city. In the end you turned that idea down, saying that you enjoy making people full and happy, their smiles more than enough payment. Of course, Diluc rolled his eyes at that, but didn't pressure you to sell anything.

Totally not at all inspired by the fact that i baked cupcakes at 1 am because of sad boi hours

And no they weren't good

But god what i wouldnt give to be a little bakery bitch with a wine tycoon for a boyfriend

-mod ein

HOW THE MORTALS DO

— CHARACTERS :: Xiao x Adeptus!Reader.

— SUMMARY :: You have always been fascinated by the mortals and their traditions, and Xiao can't help but take notice of this. So, he surprises you with a typical human tradition when they like someone.

— WARNING :: None.

You sat perched on a roof top, watching with the utmost interest as a young woman recieves a flower from a handsome man. She takes the flower in her fingers, a smile gracing her lips as she looks up to meet the mans eyes. He says something you're unable to hear, but whatever it was made the woman smile even wider before throwing her arms around his neck and kissing the man. "Oh!" You look the other way, up at the stars before glancing back and seeing their hands now linked together and walking away. "Hmm... Mortals are so fascinating." You stand up, stretching out your limbs before deciding to return to Xiao, who's likely waiting at the Wangshu Inn for you.

"Were you waiting long?" You call out, stepping next to your fellow adeptus.

"No." Xiao's eyes don't leave the horizon. "...Where were you?"

"At Liyue Harbor," You tell him, "Watching the mortals! I witnessed something so intriguing! A man gave this pretty woman a flower," you glance at him, trying to watch his face for any reaction but it remained neutral. "And then they kissed!" His nose crinkled in disgust.

"Why?"

"Why did they kiss?" He nods and you hum, leaning against the wooden railing. "I think... Because they love each other." You weren't looking, but his eyes widened a fraction. Love. That was something that had been on his mind for quite sometime now. He swallowed down the want to ask for more- what is love? why was he so fascinated with it suddenly? was it the warm feeling he got in his chest when he saw you?

"I don't understand your fascination with them." He says quietly, eyes falling to the scenery below. "Don't you ever get bored of their interactions?"

"You just don't see it the way I do." You pout, looking over at him. "I wish you could see them through my eyes, then you'd see how captivating they are! I wish I could recieve a flower from someone who loves me..." You grumble, looking back at the horizon, the moment from earlier filling your mind.

"Mmm..." He looks over at you, thinking for a moment before deciding to leave for the night. "Let's meet tomorrow. Here, same time."

"Wait-" Before you got the chance to ask why he was suddenly leaving, Xiao disappeared. You sigh, grumbling about how he always seems to leave a little too early for your liking.

But, just as he asked, you returned to the inn the following night. Returning to the top balcony of the Wangshu Inn earlier than normal, you found he wasn't there. "Hm, he's always here before me..." You wait a while longer, not recognizing his presence until he spoke up.

"Y/n?" You jump at his voice, turning to face him- You go to scold him only to stop and stare at him with wide eyes. Although trying to act nonchalant as he holds out the Qingxin flowers, Xiao's heart is pounding against his ribcage. "These are for you." Your eyes swirl with adoration as you take the flowers from his hands, your fingers sparking with electricity as they graze his fingertips. You giggle, smelling them like you've seen the mortals do.

"Xiao! Thank you!" You smile brightly, looking up at him to see his ears and cheeks are tinted red. You hum, taking a step forward and cupping his cheek gently before pressing a kiss to the other one. You take a step back and you can almost see the steam that radiates off of him.

"I-It was nothing," he looks the other way, unable to meet your gaze. "Yesterday you said you wanted flowers, and I just happened to see them."

"Is that so?" You pluck one of the flowers off of the stem and then placing it behind his ear. "Oh wow," You whisper, "You're so pretty, Xiao!" Maybe you wanted to give your fellow adeptus a heart attack or maybe you were entirely oblivious to how he was affected by your actions, but either way, Xiao was trying his hardest to act unaffected.

"You..." He huffs, plucking the flower from behind his ear and tucking it behind yours. He softens a bit, "It looks better on you." Your pretty sure your cheeks are on fire after that, and now its your turn to look the other way. You clear your throat, wondering if you should say what was on your mind or not but before you could Xiao spoke. "These mortal customs aren't... aren't terrible."

And you couldn't deny that you agreed. Instead you leaned forward, and with a coy smile you say, "Shall I teach you some more then?”

content belongs to @/paiimons

zhongli has a moss bed for his pet rocks ...

Amazing, also consider: he has a moss bed but like in the fanciest jewelry box you have ever seen (that he absolutely didn't purchase himself) and he puts them to sleep every night too :)

His definition of keeping pet rocks might be synonymous with like, collecting gems. So everybody mistakes them for jewelry but you open it up and there lies a pebble tucked gently in its moss bed. Zhongli claims it has magical properties that defines it as living and that's why he keeps it. People thought he was insane but since he is the rock expert or whatever they eventually believed him and some plotted to steal it. Obviously that didn't work out and you know what happens when one crosses the (ex-) Geo Archon.

could you write albedo losing his composure because of readers teasing? he becomes louder than usual too <3

I TRIED i hope this was okay,, i also tried to keep it gn i hope i did an okay good job with that

cute blonde tries to cockblock himself but ends up getting some in the car!!! (volume up) omg ew jk

modern au he’s in a car i guess— you eyefuck him in it for a lil bit then he gets turned on from kissing kissing a lot sorry

you give it to him in the car & i hope the ending wasn’t out of pocket

thanks @colourless-cora @valb3rry @kageyamathegrump @katsukiflr i showed you all random pieces of this & you were rly nice to me…so i will kiss you all…maybe make out a little…kidding @aimicoos didn’t read this but i’ll pretend they did in spirit!!!!

that’s really all it took?

albedo’s a blushing mess now; hidden from your gaze, facing the opposite direction. his hand runs harshly through his hair, separating a couple of strands that catch his fingers.

you giggle, both trying to help him ignore the sudden rush of heat he’s gotten. all thanks to you, and a couple of kisses.

well, maybe you should give yourself a little more credit for allowing curiosity to get the better of you…you seem to be enjoying it a lot more than you thought.

letting your impatience rise from the brief pause of contact, you break the short silence.

“are you seriously hiding? one more, please!” you cheer, thankful he isn’t turned in your direction to see you lick your lips and shift in your seat beside him. “one more, i’m serious!” you exclaim, finishing just in time.

he gives you another giggle with the way his hand comes up to cover just above his mouth, a poor attempt to conceal the smile that’s been all over his face from the second you’ve sat beside him.

wrapping your hand around his wrist, you gently tug at it in hopes he’ll finally give in to what you’ve been waiting for. “just one more” you confirm, sounding like a broken record that he’ll never get tired of.

“but this time, i wanna try something else.”

his gaze moves back up to yours, eyes batting at you expectantly with his cheek in his palm.

oh, he’s cute like this.

you agree with yourself, so cute.

you aren’t quite satisfied with the decision you’ve made in your head, you play your answer over a couple more times.

albedo is cute, yes. your mind travels a little too quickly. the kind of cute that has you starting to think the small fine the two of you could very much face for taking him in his car could be played down.

…you can’t wait until post nut clarity hits you [both] like a truck.

the mood has definitely changed.

you want to open your mouth but it’s instead albedo who does the talking for you. he seems to have made up his own answer, you must have took too long.

oops.

“don’t” he mumbles. you almost miss it, but his eyes have you already prepared in advance to make sure you won’t.

a smile creeps up on your lips, and you continue to speak as you face him. “what?” you mumble, keeping your tone low and full of fake sincerity. it absolutely eats at him.

your smile gets bigger when you see albedo noticeably gulp, allowing yourself to bask in all the satisfaction you receive from the start of what could possibly be much more prominent reactions.

you let your pointer finger shape tiny, soothing circles around his knuckles and on the skin nearby.

“that dangerous face you’re making,” he sighs. “don’t look at me like that, please”

you feel a lot closer to him now, mouth a couple centimetres away from his. albedo knows what you’re going to ask him, he knows you’re not going to give up…not that he wants you to.

and he definitely knows he can’t leave this very parking lot until he gives you what you’ve been starting to put him on edge for.

you toy with him further, “so?” you start.

“how come we got here so early?”

he closes his eyes and shakes his head, your noses briefly meeting with the turn of his head. you love when he lets you tease him, always taking a little more than the last.

you wonder if he’s enjoying it, secretly, all under his regular expression that won’t last for long.

it’s going to be a little different this time; you remember, you wanted to try something new.

your hand slowly travels up his chest, letting your fingertips run in quick, smooth lines along his shirt. he takes in a deep breath.

“we did get here early, yeah” he inhaled. “…but i don’t think i can go in just yet though.”

so he is?

another exhale. his voice is beginning to get breathy and it has you feeling on the edge of your seat, his car leaving you with no space to search for that sense of relief.

“you said you only needed to run in, i don’t see any other issues” twirling your finger around in his hair. “you still never answered me” you pout, “i want some more.”

albedo lets himself fall into your hands— your consistent guidance to blame, leaning into your lips. he’s a lot warmer since the last kiss you shared. that little factor alone has you intrigued, as if there’s more for you to find out.

he has been particularly courteous these last couple of days. you want to put an end to it.

with your hand on the back of his neck, you pull him further in. his lips gently shudder the second he feels your tongue slide over his bottom lip, eyes fluttering open for a split second.

full of surprises, albedo reminisces, he likes that.

whether it be with the way you start things, the way you finish them, how you’re able to catch him off guard with even the most practical and sensible moves in the book— you always leave him astounded.

you just so happen to do it again, breathlessly.

nothing is able to prepare him for the hand that reaches across him down to his crotch. you squeeze him through his pants, feeling him harden in your palm the longer you play with his length.

he pulls away, eyes hazy with a hand coming over yours to hault your movements. “i take back what i said earlier” he murmurs, “i think it’s you who can’t go in yet now” giving a spent laugh. you shake your head, separating the gap between you both by leaning into his neck this time. “maybe, but i think it’s both of us”

albedo gives you a short strained hum as your tongue trails up his neck, breath hot against his skin. the feeling lingers, your hand beginning to claw at his pants. you feel giddy, getting to hide in his shoulder as you work him up. his hand pulls at the fabric of his pockets, fidgeting.

“can you do me a favour?” you almost whisper. he nods, already anticipating to hear your request. “i said i wanted to try something, remember?”

he sucks in a deep breath, body tense and already starting to give in. you always treat him so good, satisfying him down to the smallest of desires he sometimes has trouble understanding.

“i do, what is it?” albedo asks, you choose to stay silent.

you didn’t exactly think you would get to this point and hadn’t planned far enough in advance, you think you’ll make it up along as you go if he asks again, but you plan to have him forget he ever even did.

“can you take these off, for me?” you give him a final squeeze before awaiting his lead and having him do what he’s been told.

for me, those two simple words you’ve chosen to include in your plea begin to overwhelm him. can he take them off, for you? he repeats to himself, of course he can. it has something in his stomach stirring.

anything for you.

he can’t get enough of it, fingers beginning to unzip his pants, for you. his quick obedience has you feeling something similar of your own, low and deep in your gut. your hearts both race as he lets the layer of his underwear free.

you fight the urge to touch yourself in front of him and focus your attention on him, little by little. even if it kills you— both— in the process.

the next kiss you pull him in for is sweeter than before, it gives an intense contrast from the last few that were much hungrier in comparison. it makes him ache and his body skittish, feeling your breath roll over his lips.

he’s starting to get painfully hard, you massage him through the thinner fabric he’s pressed again. albedo keeps his eyes open to savour the moment for a little longer before you pull away again.

you can feel him further into your hand.

“yeah, good boy” the words spill from your mouth, too turned on to catch them in advance. you’re really spoiling him tonight. albedo feels dizzy, the haze in his eyes a contributing factor. the name you’ve just called him has him wanting to turn to liquid, to dissolve right into your touch.

“can you please come here” he rasps, needing to feel your bodies flush against each other. it’s becoming something he can’t go without from you, not even for a couple of days.

you lift your leg over him, chuckling when his hands meet your waist. “are you gonna let me have you in the drivers seat?” tone turning serious as you sit right atop of his dick, the pressure making him wince.

“just have me” he quivers, “like you always do.”

you tell him to move his seat back as you begin unbutton his shirt halfway, trying to expose as much of his skin as possible. you’re breathless, “you look so good right now” praising him as you lean forward to give him another kiss.

you make quick work of pulling down your shorts along with your underwear, thankful your shirt covers a good portion of your lower half. “you don’t mind if somebody sees?” he focuses on pulling down his own bottoms, not seeming to worry. “as long as they can’t see you” you smile.

the rest of your answer is put on hold the second he lets his dick slap his abdomen, what you’ve been waiting for. your lips part when you take a good look. the tip is pink and there’s a couple of veins all over, those are always the first two characteristics that stand out to you when you see him.

something about him is so pretty, it makes you clench. “i‘ve been thinking of riding you all day” you confess, listening to him groan in response. “i just wanna touch you” sighing.

albedo shuts his eyes and nods, an expression on his face almost as if he were in pain. he leaks uncontrollably at your words. you move some of the hair from his face before looking down between the both of you. he bucks his hips, a sign he’s wanting to be fucked right now.

wrapping your hands around the shaft, you feel him throb in your hold as you stroke him softly— the way he likes it. every little sound that leaves his lips has you losing your patience along with him.

he shifts in his spot, trying to feel more of your hand take him. you run your thumb over the tip, making him gasp. “lay back for me.”

and he does. you lift yourself just enough to hover over him, the head kissing your entrance. taking a deep breath, you hold his dick in place and start to lower yourself.

you allow yourself to sink completely on him, relishing in the slight pain of the stretch he brings and the whine he lets through his teeth.

his thighs tense as you squeeze him entirely, chest beginning to heave before you’ve even moved. albedos pupils are blown, mouth slightly open as he stares at you.

he lets his head lean back completely against the headrest, tilted with his neck on full display for you. you lean down, giving him open-mouthed kisses across his neck and chest. you begin to roll your hips over his cock, sitting up with your hands flat and pressed against his toned chest.

it feels hot, warm, like you’re trying to suck him in. you listen to him moan your name, watching him fall apart right under you. his face is flushed as you tell him how pretty he looks, light strands of hair sticking to his neck and a couple across his face as a thin layer of sweat begins to coat his forehead.

you let out an unintentional moan in response when you listen to him. you’ve gotten him so worked up, voice raised by any octave or two with every string of cries he lets out spurring you on.

he lets a hand snake down to near where you’re both connected, starting to play with your body. it’s a habit of his, to touch you regardless of how sensitive you may already be. you both gasp; yours coming from the new stimulation, and his from your body’s reaction to it.

“good-” he pants out, heaving “you feel so good.”

albedo anchors his arm with his other hand on one of your shoulders, his tiny bit of force pushing you down twice as hard when you bounce on him. the hand gripping your shoulder blade not only helps him maneuver you, but is also a gesture of affection.

with that in mind, you bring a hand out to his jaw, cupping his cheek. the sound of your ass against his thighs, his satisfied hums, and your little touches soothe each other into the easy succumb of pleasure.

you bring yourself up and down on his cock, enamoured with the shameless sounds he lets out. “do you think we can cum together, please” his tone desperate, making your legs go limp for a split second.

nodding, you watch his eyes roll back before you shut your own. you don’t know when it’s going to hit either of you, but you’re preparing for it to hit hard. if the way his dick is hitting that one sensitive spot inside you sending shivers down your spine isn’t to blame, it’s how he fills the car with continuous chants of how he feels as if he could shatter right underneath you.

you feel albedo swipe his thumb right across you, knowing exactly how to push you right over the edge and it sends your body into his. you let out muffled whimpers into his damp neck as he chokes on his own breath, your reaction pulling his orgasm out too.

you grind against each other, dragging it out as he drapes his arms around your back. he tells you he loves you between gulps and the cracks of his voice, sweetness in his voice making you spasm.

albedo shares one deep breath with you as you both calm down, lifting your head to look at him. his hair is a mess, half of it still stuck to him as he gives you a half lidded smile that makes you feel a little dizzy.

trying to help you fix your own hair in the process, he gives you a kiss, promising to clean you up as ye caresses your back.

“shit” you mumble, eyes catching the silhouette before you in a flit of panic after you’ve moved back to your seat. your hand instinctively comes up to cover a fraction of your face, self-consciously rubbing your skin afraid to look any closer.

the reaction draws albedo out of his prolonged post-orgasm bliss in the process rather quickly, scanning your expression for what your eyes have landed on. you curse under your breath once more when the realization hits.

“oh, him. looks like i forgot” albedo yawns as kaeya and his unmistaken, unexpected presence dawns over him, a smile plastered on his face. “…somehow” he trails off, turning back to you.

your eyes widen at him, “forgot?”

somehow?

“you must have distracted me” he scratches behind his ear, laughing sheepishly.

you don’t have the energy to give him a playful but well deserved hit to the cheek.

except, you also want to pat yourself on the back for so easily being able to unravel him, starting with just your fingers alone…and a little more afterwards.

but the origin of how albedo has magically managed to regain his composure so nonchalantly is a mystery in itself. you want answers.

“well? so you did know he would be here?” you remind him, looking for some sort of proper explanation. he blinks a couple of times before giving you a look, the kind you easily recognize from in the bedroom.

“of course not.”

of course not, you mock, rolling your eyes. you wait a little while longer in the car as albedo hastily fixes his hair and opens his door.

…here’s to your final moment of peace; unplagued and yet to be disturbed by the storm kaeya is soon going to bring, along with relentless teasing.

you huff, receiving any kind of ticket doesn’t seem half as bad right about now. not bad at all.

sorry if at some point you can tell i’ve never had car sex before

Diluc on a horse 🏇

“why do you like this character you do know that if they existed they’d just try to kill you right” actually no they’d fall madly in love with me

OC/canon and selfships are good y’all are just scared of having fun

can i have some super fluffy sdc dio headcanons? i hope i'm not bothering you!!

You definitely are not bothering!!

Dio fluff hcs

Dio acts all high and mighty, but he is very soft for you. Less so if there are others present, but in private, he is very affectionate

He hasn't really known love since his mom died. Since then, no one ever loved him and he loved no one. That is, untill he met you

You immediately caught his attention, he wanted to see more of you. So, he offered you to come work for him. How could you refuse?

It was clear he was favouring you over everyone else, you could get away with things that no one else could. Soon his interest grew into something more

The moment he realized he might have feelings for you, he set out to make you his. He wouldn't admit it was anything more than fascination, though. Of course, he, Dio, doesn't fall in love. You're simply a play thing to amuse him for a while. He's good at lying. To others, but also to himself. He is head over heels.

Over time, once you've been together for a while, he will start admitting to himself that you're important to him. He doesn't like it. It's a weakness, but he can't help it

He learns that he likes being in love. He likes loving someone and being loved in return, in a way other than worship

Dio is surprisingly cuddly, but he tries to hide it by acting like he's only doing you a favour. In reality, there's nothing he'd rather do than spend the day with you in his arms

He loves to spoil you. You want something? No matter how rare or expensive it is, you say the word and you have it. You'll never want for anything as long as you're with him

But it's not only material things, if you want to simply spend the day—or night—with him, he'll happily indulge you. You want to have a movie marathon together? Oh well, he could do with some more mordern knowledge

Dio is very observant. If you casually mention in a conversation that you miss a food from your home country, a few days later he surprises you with it. He often does little things like this for you. It shows he cares

You're one of the only people who he has ever told about his past. He trusts you. It comes easy to him to talk to you

Sometimes he takes you on seemingly impromptu dates, which he actually planned out days beforehand, but he won't tell you that. One of the more romantic ones was a picnic at night on a rooftop on a clear night. Having conversation and watching the beautiful night sky while enjoying the food and each others company

After a few years, he's gonna ask you to turn into a vampire. He can't imagine his life without you. The choice is yours, but he begs whatever gods are out there you'll agree

i want dio 🥰 to pick me up 😳 and launch me into a wall 😝 killing me instantly 😩😍

wow honestly a MOOD - nothing can come even close. pls lord dio, end the bane of my meager existence for i seek the comfort of the void, i seek the end from your hands