Repost Cause I Think I Did It Wrong The First Time Lmao

kuroo is the type to play along when some parent points at him and tells their kid “if u dont behave that man will take you away” and him going :D when the kid cries louder

— how to woo the acting grand sage 101

wherein you pull out all the stops in an effort to persuade alhaitham on why he should date you, only… he woos you instead?!

CONTAINS : gn!reader, 7.8k wc, fluff, (attempts at) humour, angst if you squint, reader gets ill from overwork in one part, slight spoilers for 3.2 archon quest (brief mentions/recap of end events)

A/N : reader is struggling but they’re trying their best, alhaitham is a (smitten) menace and bad at feelings (kinda); the embodiment of u fall first, he falls harder (i just think we need more energetic/cute readers with haitham TヘT)

It wasn’t anything special. Really. Just you, your first day jitters, and the calm boy beside you in his Haravatat beret; the same one as yours.

Perhaps he’d noticed your flitting eyes, your shifting feet, or your wrung hands that swung gently in front of your robe-clad body because, when your eyes met (and, oh, what pretty eyes he had), he gave you a small nod. Of what? Comfort? Acknowledgement? Salutations?

You couldn’t tell, and you couldn’t ask. By the time you regained your senses he’d already walked off, the blank space beside you feeling strangely empty.

It wasn’t anything special.

But to you, that one, singular moment was all you needed; the comfort it gave was immeasurable, your first day jitters nonexistent.

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[9:41 A.M.]

it’s the pounding headache you have in addition to the chirping birds outside your hotel room’s window that wake you up. you groan at the feeling, bringing a hand over your forehead, int attempt to soothe the pain by rubbing at the spot just behind your eyebrow.

how much did i have to drink last night?

when your massage doesn’t work, your throw your hand off to the side, expecting the soft, plush comforter to be what your hand hits but on impact, it’s a hard surface; a little squishy, but mostly hard.

with furrowed brows and squinted eyes, you turn your head and just about yelp at the sight beside you.

miya atsumu snores peacefully, rolled over facing you, curled up into a pillow as he sleeps soundly. your sound doesn’t make him budge one bit and neither does the nudge you give his shoulder.

you blink a few times, in attempt to wake yourself up further, as if this could’ve just been some figment of your imagination - or by the doing of your pounding head.

after a few seconds, you realize that miya atsumu is indeed in your bed and you have no clue how or why.

“atsumu, what the hell are you doing in my bed!?” you chant the question like your life depends on it as you pull and shake his arm. your sleepiness has worn off completely at this point and all you’re left with is a pounding headache and feelings of horror.

“shhh,” atsumu shushes, half asleep, “let m’sleep.”

“not going to happen! get out of my bed!”

“last i checked, iss’ my bed,” he slurs sleepily, never moving a muscle, except to curl further into the plush pillow under him.

you blink at him, looking around your surroundings and to your surprise , he’s right. this isn’t your bed. hell, this isn’t even your room!

it’s an honest mistake since nearly every hotel room looks just about the same in this building but still! what are you doing in the same room as this man!

from what you last recall, you attended the formal banquet with the team you managed, the msby black jackals, for their usual sponsorship and endorsement scouting in addition to the several interviews some highly classified paparazzi you oversaw and organized.

you remember bokuto having a fit about his suit and tie not fitting right, hinata wondering if other players were also attending, sakusa avoiding every surface like the plague, and atsumu pouting and trudging around like a bored child at a wedding.

you remember eating the hors d'oeuvres - only because they were those spinach puffs you could never get enough of - and sending off to ur team in different directions to chat up with businesses.

the last thing that seems somewhat fuzzy to you is someone offering you a drink? making a joke? complimenting you?

you can’t remember.

“you’re going to tell me what the hell happened last night after the banquet or so help me god, i’ll beat it out of you-“

“always the charmer,” he mutters into the pillow. “‘s this what ‘m s’pposed to expect for the rest of my life?”

you scrunch your eyebrows together at his question.

“what’s that supposed to-” your voice falls in your throat when you smack his shoulder again, only to see what’s adorning one of your fingers; the finger between your middle and pinky, to be specific.

there, twinkling in the light coming from the hotel room’s window, is a beautiful band studded with an equally beautiful rock of a diamond probably worth more than your income. your lips part at the sight and a gasp escapes your lips as you take a closer look.

“atsumu,” you mumble and it’s the seriousness in your tone that finally gets him to wake up.

atsumu’s eyes peel open and at the sight of you staring hard at your hand, he gradually moves to sit up against the headboard. “yeah?”

when you don’t answer, he rolls his eyes. “don’t tell me I got’ya the wrong size. i asked ‘ya like a million times what size ring y’were.”

“what?!” the loudness of your voice makes atsumu wince and he reaches to rub his temples wit his forefingers.

“jeez, what is it?”

“what happened last night.” it’s a question but your tone makes it sound like a statement as you glare at the man beside you.

atsumu gives you a long look, almost in shock that you don’t know. “jesus, how much did you drink last night? y’seriously don’t remember? i get that we were drunk but-”

“atsumu.”

atsumu sighs, now fully aware you have no recollection of the last twelve hours.

“we got married.”

eternity in a moment

Pairing: Xiao x GN! Reader Warnings: none, just enjoy the fluff A/N: heard eternity in a moment and knew i needed to write something short and sweet for the lantern rite, so enjoy!

xiao goes by many names. alatus, the conqueror of demons, the guardian yaksha. he's so used to being a feared and revered figure in liyue. he knows that humans are wary of him, knows that his fellow adepti regard him with looks of sympathy when they see him standing alone atop wangshu inn.

there's always something troublesome that's going on around liyue. whether it's a new hilichurl camp, or treasure hoarders trying to sneak towards qingce village, xiao is there in an instant, mask donned over his features as he brandishes his weapon. he's made it clear, countless times to those who have sought him, that he should be seen as a weapon, and nothing more. it's dehumanizing, cruel, heartless, but xiao's lack of regard for himself has plagued him for so many years, his karmic debt slowly building.

but when he's with you, he's just xiao. he's the one who loves neatly decorated almond tofu and the crystalflies that flutter around the caves of guyun stone forest. when he's with you, the only titles around his name are the little petnames that you've tagged on when you call for him. when he's with you, the whispers in his head are cast away and he's unafraid to take a step back and indulge in a sweet moment with you.

because when he's with you, xiao feels at peace.

and the sight of you, smiling at him with two lanterns in your hand, one offered towards him with a blank thin strip of paper waiting for him to write something, is enough for him to melt. his fingers brush against yours, gentle and hesitant, but accepting nonetheless as he turns away from you to scribble something short onto that paper. you don't peek over at his wish, and he follows suit. and when you lift the lanterns to the sky, one of his arms wrapped around your waist to steady you from your spot on the branches that reach over the inn, the other pushing up the lantern, he can't help but glance over. the gentle glow of the lantern illuminates your features and he can't help but stare at the look of awe that paints your features.

he could spend all of eternity in this moment.

"happy lantern rite, i love you."

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「When you and Haikyuu boys can’t sleep at 3am」

⤷ Bokuto

the two of you talk about whatever comes to mind as you shift positions to hug each other; he likes the small spoon, lightly caressing your hand and occasionally brings it to his lips for a soft kiss. but he also like being the big spoon; chin resting on top of your head as he pulls you as close to him as possible. him placing his head on your belly and wrapping his arms around you as you gently stroke his hair. or him lying on your thighs and drawing random patterns to make you guess what he’s saying. and time passes happily like this until you see the sun rise on the horizon outside.

⤷ Kuroo the two of you kept moving in bed, waking each other up even more. so you just gave up trying to sleep and lay on your side; staring at each other while talking about random things. he gently caresses your face while you tell a joke that he didn’t think was funny, but he’s laughing anyway because seeing you smile is his happiness. the truth is, he thinks you’re an idiot, but still, he’s looking at you like you’re the most beautiful star he’s ever seen. moonlight comes in through the window, illuminating both of you, making you even more angelic and more beautiful than ever. and then he realizes he loves you more than he could ever imagine... even though you’re all sorts of an idiot sometimes.

⤷ Atsumu

it’s too hot and none of you can sleep, so you decide to sit on the porch; sharing a quiet and delightful atmosphere, just enjoying the cool night air. you ask him if he could go anywhere now, where would he go? and he thinks, perhaps of a historic city where every building whispers a dramatic story, or a bustling city that never sleeps, with different people from all corners of the world and with neon lights that make your heart race; or maybe a quiet house in a small city, where he can enjoy every second of life next to nature; being friends with old people and every kind of animals. and he looks at you because you are there with him wherever he goes; lying on the grass beside him; taking the subway together in the bustling city; sitting in a small cafe in an old town... he wants you to know but instead he jokes, his voice light, his face holding a ghost of a smirk, ‘well, anywhere away from you’

⤷ Osamu

just the two of you in the kitchen to cook something late at night, but you end up spending half an hour there, deciding which dish to cook just to end up making the classic ramen. you talk about the ridiculous things that come to your mind as you savor the food, the sound of laughter filling the room. then he washes the dishes while you dry them, occasionally messing it up, throwing bubbles at each other while sharing sweet, lazy smiles.

⤷ Oikawa

even with your eyes closed, you can feel his gaze on you. but honestly you don’t care at all; you like the weight of his gaze on you. “watching someone sleep is scary, you know.” unperturbed, he says in a low voice, “i’m not watching, i’m admiring”. you finally open your eyes to meet his, melting under his loving gaze. he takes your hand and pulls you closer to him,“come on, you little creep, go to sleep.” “your little creep.” you smiles and hums softly in agreement, “yes. mine.”

⤷ Nishinoya

the two of you watch a movie or show on the living room but it’s less watching and more talking about random stuff or watching funny videos or playing by throwing food into each other’s mouths and talking about it while the sounds of the scenes play in second plan. sooner or later, the two of you fall asleep right there in the living room, with him lying on top of you; his head resting on your chest while he arms squeeze you even tighter against him.

⤷ Kenma

sharing earphones and listening to your calm music playlist; you with your eyes closed as you try to sleep, but kenma is too busy looking at you. admiring every little detail on your face - the curve of your nose, your lips, how the moonlight lightly illuminated your face through the curtains... damn, he didn’t know he could get even more in love until that moment.

⤷ Suna

he grudgingly lets you drag him to the supermarket; although he prefers to stay warm and cozy under the covers - and he makes sure to tell you that all the time. he takes a jacket for you before grabbing one for himself; with a pout on his face, you walk to the nearest supermarket, he takes your hand and tucks it into his jacket pocket, covering yours with his own. a silly argument down the road about who’s paying for the snacks and who is paying for the drinks. then he insists on wandering around the neighborhood afterwards, taking blurry pictures of you late at night with an adorable smile on his face.

⤷ Sakusa

there’s something comforting in the gentle look in his eyes as you look at him, something soft in the way he’s smiling at you, something gentle in the way he runs his fingers along your jaw. you press the back of his hand with your palm, holding it against your cheek. “what’s on your mind?” you ask in a soft voice. “sometimes i can’t believe you chose to be with me”, he gives you a small smile, “yeah i’m just.. so grateful.. that’s all”

⤷ Hinata

reading conspiracy theories together and getting too pensive to sleep; but he just hugs you and puts your head on his chest as he strokes your hair, saying “just close your eyes and shhh”, and you just laugh at his failed attempt to help you sleep. but in the end, his body is so warm and his caresses in your hair is so relaxing that you fall asleep quickly, with a smile on your face.

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i’ve become the villain’s lover!

summary: You have the worst luck in the entire world to be transmigrated into a novel as some faceless side character, where the most notorious villains in the story won’t leave you alone. (ft. Riddle, Leona, Azul, Jamil, Vil, Idia, Malleus).

notes: 12k words, scenario, fluff, mentions of violence, reader gets injured once, heavily based on my love of cheesy isekai/reincarnation/villainess manhwa 

All of your problems started with the book your friend lent you.

You didn’t even want to read it at first, but you took the copy because she wouldn’t stop pestering you and spamming you with texts. The title—I’ve Become the Villain’s Lover!—was embossed gold, and the cover picture had seven beautiful men lounging around a woman with brown hair, the woman gazing wistfully into the distance. In short, it was so cheesy it sent chills down your back.

You really weren’t going to read it. But that summer night was hot and humid and you had nothing better to do than stare at the television and stir around your half-melted ice cream. So when you saw the book on the edge of the kitchen counter, you thought, why not? and opened it up.

If it was bad, you would stop after a few pages. But the television kept droning on as you read, and your forgotten ice cream was now melted slush in its bowl, and soon you were halfway through the story.

The premise itself was simple enough: the heroine, Hera Winn, was the treasured daughter of a down on his luck baron. He sent her to the city to make her debut, and after a series of mishaps, she ended up running into the crown prince, Malleus Draconia, who fell in love at first sight. However, the crown prince was feared by his subjects, and rumors swirled around about his fearsome power and his family. To make matters worse, six other men fall in love with Hera. The cherry on top? All seven men were notorious villains, feared by people far and wide for their cruelty.

You were still a few chapters away from the ending when your eyes started drooping; it was impossible to keep them open, even though you were dying to text your friend. It was deliciously bad, in an over-the-top and campy way, and you appreciated how self-indulgent the author was. Seriously, why would seven villains even fall for an ordinary person? It was way too contrived.

Whatever. You could call her tomorrow.

You closed your eyes, and when you opened them again, you found yourself staring at an unfamiliar ceiling. Oh no. No way. This wasn’t what you thought it was, was it?

Conveniently, there was a hand mirror next to you, and when you stared into the frame, the face of a stranger stared back at you.

Your worst fears had come true. You’d transmigrated into I’ve Become the Villain’s Lover!

Shit. You were never going to read another book in your life.

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hq captain squad from a fic called ‘In the Woods of Japan’ where a hiking trip goes terribly wrong :’)

Desperate Confessions with: Riddle Rosehearts , Leona Kingscholar

Others: Jamil and Sebek

Riddle Rosehearts

It’s almost dark when you finally step out of the library. The entire campus is steeped in the quiet warmth of the setting sun, casting long shadows and filling the air with a golden glow. You spot Riddle just a few paces away, standing by the ivy-laden wall, seemingly waiting for you. His usual composure is absent, replaced by an odd stillness in his posture, a tension that you can feel even from here.

"Riddle?" you ask, concern coloring your voice as you approach him. He turns, and for a moment, he doesn’t seem like himself. His face is flushed, his gaze intense, almost… desperate.

“You’re here,” he says quietly, almost in relief, though the softness of his words belies a turmoil simmering beneath. "I didn’t expect you to come out this late."

You tilt your head, trying to read the unspoken thoughts in his expression, but he doesn’t give you a chance. “I… need to tell you something.” His voice is tight, as though he’s struggling against himself to form the words. His hands are clenched at his sides, and he looks as if he’s trying to steady his breathing. “It’s—it’s been too much lately, and I don’t think I can keep pretending I’m…unaffected by you."

For a moment, he closes his eyes, and when he opens them again, they hold a vulnerability you’ve rarely seen. "You’ve haunted my thoughts, day and night. Every time I see you, I—I’m left wondering if I’ll be able to speak without… without feeling like my heart will burst. I feel like I’m losing control of myself whenever you’re near.”

His cheeks flush deeper, but he doesn’t look away. "I’m embarrassed by it. This—this lack of control.” His voice breaks, just a bit, and you can hear the self-criticism beneath his words. “I’ve spent my whole life restraining myself, and then you—” He takes a shaky breath. “You come into my life, and suddenly… I can’t.”

Your chest tightens at the rawness of his confession, at the deep-seated need he’s barely holding back. Before you can stop yourself, you close the gap between you, grabbing him by the shoulders and pulling him close.

Riddle’s breath catches, but he doesn’t pull away. His eyes are wide, a hint of disbelief mingling with hope as he gazes at you, unspoken words trembling on his lips. And in that moment, you realize that there’s no need for more words.

You surge forward, capturing his lips in a fierce, unrestrained kiss. It’s hard, almost desperate, and every ounce of feeling he’s kept bottled up seems to crash over both of you at once. Riddle’s arms wrap around you, and he clings to you as if he’s afraid you’ll vanish.

He kisses you back with the same intensity, almost a little shyly at first, but it quickly deepens into something far more passionate. His hand slips up to cup the side of your face, and you can feel his fingers tremble ever so slightly as he pulls you closer, kissing you like he’s wanted to for far too long.

When you finally part, both of you are breathless, your foreheads resting together as you catch your breath. Riddle’s eyes are shining, his lips swollen from the kiss, his face flushed.

He looks at you with a kind of wonder, like he’s still not entirely certain this is real, and then, almost shyly, he whispers, “I didn’t… I didn’t know it could feel like this.” His voice is soft, reverent, as if he’s savoring each word, the remnants of his vulnerability lingering.

Leona Kingscholar

It sneaks up on Leona, this feeling he doesn't know what to name. At first, he thinks it's just irritation—that persistent gnawing that comes with your endless presence. You’re always around, talking, laughing, pulling him into things he swears he doesn’t care about. He assumes it’s only a matter of time before he finally snaps. But then you’re not there one day, and the world feels off-kilter.

He spends that entire afternoon restless, eyes flickering toward every entrance as if expecting you to walk through it. But you don’t. The gardens are too quiet, his naps too still, and he’s left with a strange emptiness that he can’t shake off.

The next day, you’re there again, and the weight lifts. He scowls when he catches himself relaxing, brushing it off, but it keeps happening. Days pass, and it’s clear—he misses you. This realization grates on him, bothers him in a way nothing else has. How could he, Leona Kingscholar, find himself so wrapped up in someone else?

Then, today, he’s back in his usual spot in the garden, the shade cooling his skin as he lounges, pretending to nap. He can hear your footsteps before he sees you, and he opens one eye as you approach, carrying a basket of food, smiling that soft, familiar smile of yours.

"Thought you’d like something to eat," you say, setting the basket down with that easy grace of yours that makes his chest ache.

And that’s it. That ache in his chest spills over, and he can’t hold it back anymore. It all comes rushing out, like a dam breaking.

"Why?" he says, his voice rougher than he intended. "Why do you keep coming here, even when I’ve given you every reason not to?" He’s sitting up now, leaning toward you, the intensity in his eyes making you blink.

He huffs, a bitter smile tugging at his lips. "I thought you were a nuisance at first. Always hanging around, always in my space." His voice drops lower, rougher, almost as if he’s frustrated with himself. "But the truth is… I’m the one who’s a mess without you. You leave, and everything just… feels wrong."

There’s a pause, and he looks down, jaw clenched, hands clenched in his lap. "I don’t know what you’ve done to me, but I don’t care anymore. All I know is… I want you here. Always." He raises his gaze to yours, the desperation flickering in his eyes a vulnerability that catches even him off guard.

Your heart swells, and as his words sink in, a smile breaks across your face. Tears well up in your eyes, unbidden, but you can’t help it. Before you know it, you’re leaning in, cupping his face, and pressing your lips to his in a kiss that’s as gentle as it is profound. The warmth of him, the rough texture of his skin against yours, grounds you, and you kiss him deeply, tasting the intensity of his feelings, the rawness he’s bared just for you.

As you pull back, his thumb brushes across your cheek, catching a stray tear. He leans forward, pressing a lingering kiss to your lips, his own lips brushing lightly against the salt of your tears. "Even that," he murmurs, his voice a soft rumble, "even the taste of you like this… I want it all."

And you hold him close, feeling his steady heartbeat beneath your palm, realizing that this is where you both belong.

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remote working ! (twothau w/ gn!reader)

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salutations. remote working (requested by anon)

addressed. diluc, kaeya, tartaglia, zhongli, thoma, xiao, scaramouche, and arataki itto

content. mentions of covid-19, fluff/no-angst, mild swearing, wholesomeness, modern!au, yakuza!au, this fic is based on the way of the househusband

sypnosis. how househusbands are like with you remote working (work at home) during the pandemic.

penpals. @scaraslover @saving-for-xiao @dawgimsohot @kazu-topia @chiruru @aqualesha @renamichii

links. the way of the househusband au | teyvat's penpal service | requests info

post-script. shoutout to my bestie irl who helped me out with her big brain on xiao, kaeya, and scaramouche's parts <<3

DOESN’T GO TO YOUR OFFICE — diluc

when you first told DILUC that you'll start working at home from now on, he was relieved. ever since the announcement of a certain virus that's been infecting everyone like wildfire, the man could only worry about your safety – especially since your workplace has so much people – so now that you're officially working at home, he can now rest peacefully.

as someone who respects privacy and silence, diluc makes sure to not be noisy outside, including not vacuuming in front of your office and wouldn't put the volume on the tv to the max (im sorry but hes honestly the type to make his tv loud just to have a bg noise), which you appreciate a lot. though you wonder if he forgot the fact that your office is sound-proof.

he also doesn't want to go to your office, mainly because he doesn't want to be seen by your nosy colleagues and because he simply doesn't want to disturb your meetings with his presence. it's like the tables have been turned around the both of you since back then, you're the one who didn't want to interrupt with his work.

sometimes when he feels like it, diluc would send you a text message and ask if you'd like him to bring a drink or snack to your office. if you said yes, expect yourself to hear a few knocks one second after you sent your message. turns out, he was actually supposed to come in to your office unannounced with your drink and snacks but decided to text you first because of his conscience bothering him. it'll take months before he'll actually start visiting your office without having to text you that's a lie, he'll never do it.

LOVES YOUR BOSS MOMENTS — childe, kaeya

the moment you informed CHILDE that you’ll be working at home, he was honestly curious to see how you work. are you the type to scold many of your coworkers in a scary manner? are you the fun and chill type that made your coworkers love you? ah, so many questions !!

eventually his curiosity was lifted when he overheard you while he was cleaning outside your office, causing him to stop cleaning for a moment to hear what you're saying to your colleagues, listening to you destroying your coworker for something they’re trying to bring you down from.

it only increased his love for you because wow, who knew you would be such a boss at your job? don’t get him wrong, he very much knows how great you are — it just astounds him since you’re so closed off about your work ! childe could only smile from just imagining how scared his old subordinates would be if you were a part of his organization.

expect him to try and convince you to start telling many of your work stories — doesn’t matter if they’re all embarrassing in your eyes — as long as you tell him the ones where you prove yourself that you’re a boss (as you should !!)

KAEYA would be happy that you no longer have to go out to your crowded workplace and risk your health anymore when you told him. he feels even more unease when it comes to your safety since there’s been a virus that’s been causing so much trouble for everyone, so now that you’ll stay home until it’s considered safe to go out, kaeya can live happily.

unlike childe, kaeya only gets to see your angry side when your coworkers didn’t do their job and would think wow, you're so cute when you're angry as if he hasn't seen you being mad at him at all. he doesn’t even have to go near your office to hear your angry voice because he can simply hear it from where he is (given that unlike diluc’s, your office isn't sound-proof).

during those times when you're mad, kaeya will make sure to help you calm down after the meeting. he'll either stop by your office to give you a snack and drink or cuddle with you until your next meeting starts. if you're into sweet-talk, then kaeya's the right person for you, expect him to start telling you sweet-nothings in your ear and do everything he can to make you smile or make your cheeks feel warmer than a stove.

as much as kaeya adores your boss moments, he doesn't like how you're too busy with your work because of your piled up works to do. whenever you sometimes overwork yourself from the amount of work you've been given, your lover will make sure to make you take breaks every now and then by dragging you out from your office and spend time with him even if it takes a few minutes. you may be cute but not when you're stressed and overworked >:00 !!

VISITS YOUR OFFICE TO GIVE YOU FOOD — thoma, zhongli

when THOMA finds out that you'll start doing your work at home, he beams. mainly because you don't have to get out from your home and risk your health and definitely not because he misses you a lot.

he would often find himself at the kitchen daily even more than before, trying out snack recipes that he thinks you’d like as taroumaru watches from afar, eating his dog treat happily as always. if he deems the said snack worthy, then thoma will immediately take it away to your office and give it to you with taroumaru following.

however, unlike the rest of the househusbands besides diluc and scaramouche, thoma wouldn't be seen by your colleagues since he makes sure that he's not seen in your screen – whether it'd be going behind your laptop and place the food beside your things, or stay a few steps away from you and just give you a thumbs up before rushing off outside to not disturb you anymore.

whenever you're done with your meetings, you always have your favorite choice of drink waiting outside with your lover and dog watching a movie or resting while waiting for you to finish. expect him to try and help you clean up your desk so that you can have a tidy spot for once.

sweet-sweet ZHONGLI, who smiles so wide when he realizes that he won’t have to feel lonely anymore because of the fact that you’ll be staying home without going out to work. expect him to take you to your workplace to get your things and will help you start rearranging your office to make it more comfortable and suitable for your online meetings.

sweet-sweet zhongli, who makes sure to be quiet whenever he’s outside of your office and always prepares snacks for you. it’s scary how he always knows when you’re craving for something to eat, something that he excuse it as a coincidence and chuckles about it. he likes to think that it’s an instinct of his to know when you’re starving and/or know what you want.

sweet-sweet zhongli, who always makes sure to knock on your door before entering with foods that’ll surely make your mouth water at the aroma alone. at this point, it’s normal for your colleagues to see his lower body coming to view in your screen and putting down the tray that has your meal. they actually find it endearing and a bit jealous.

sweet zhongli, who listens to what you did for work as he massages your shoulders happily after your tiring meetings, adding a few comments here and there so that you’ll know that he’s listening to your rants. he's that good of a househusband <<3

SOMETIMES IN THE BACKGROUND — itto, xiao

ITTO felt excited when you said you'll start working at home, thinking that you meant that you’re willing to help him with the farm – only to find out that you meant you're actually still working in your career but at home, much to his sadness. nevertheless though, he was still happy because hey, at least you're now staying with him 24/7 :DD !!

like diluc, itto wouldn't dare to enter your office during your meetings in fear of disturbing you as well. despite that though, your colleagues know him already because of your choice of.. background.

you see, your office has a window that shows the beautiful view of the farm and field, something that you thought would look great as your background since the window is behind you and is visibly seen to your colleagues. what you don't think about is the fact that your husband could be seen by your many colleagues – leading many occasions where they can see itto talking with his farm- animals and/or getting chased by chickens and hens.

it only took you a long time before you realized that itto can be seen thanks to one of your friends who pointed it out, causing you to feel your cheeks warming when you realized your mistake. how could you face your lover knowing that almost all of your colleagues have seen the things he did outside?!

XIAO felt like the gods have smiled upon him when he found out about the new changes in your work. he’s been anxiously waiting for the announcement of what will happen to your and your company, so now that it's official that you'll be staying at home, he won't have to worry about anything regarding you catching the virus.

now, unlike most househusbands, your office is an open-door room that leads to the kitchen and dining area, causing xiao to be often seen by your colleagues doing random things. whether it'd be cleaning up some items in the background, walking by but accidentally tripped, cooking a meal, or even eat almond tofu nearby, not knowing that he can be seen. you didn't bother telling him since you assumed he knew.

sometimes, you'd feel like a boomer. especially during the first month of remote working since you had never used zoom or any online meeting apps, so you often come up to xiao when it comes to encountering technical difficulties. thankfully, xiao's been with zhongli for a long time to know how to fix your problems and/or answer your questions. he's basically a technician to you now.

NOISY AS FU— — scaramouche

“so? i’m still your alarm either way.” is SCARAMOUCHE’s response when you first told him that you’ll start working at home. in reality, he was lowkey relieved since he didn't want you to risk yourself to go to work.

just like diluc, scaramouche respects boundaries and silence, so he makes sure to not interrupt any of your meetings. he'll only enter if he wants to let you know that he'll be going out to buy some groceries or if he brings you a drink after you texted him.

now, despite not being able to enter your office, he's often... loud outside without realizing it.

it's not that he's intentionally loud to disturb you – no, no – he just gets a bit clumsy whenever he cleans. whenever scaramouche cleans, he sometimes gets too deep in his thoughts that he doesn't pay attention to his surroundings besides the one he's cleaning in, leaving him accidentally stumping his toe on one of the table legs and speak in colorful language, much to your embarrassment and shock when you’re in your office hearing it. thankfully it only happens when you're not talking (so far, at least).

besides that, on occasions when you're taking a "short" break while waiting for your next meeting, scaramouche will make sure to keep an eye on the time to let you know when you need to go back in case you ended up procrastinating. if you ever say “just a few minutes”, you can say goodbye to your sweet bed because your husband will literally drag you away towards your office. it's honestly scary how strong he is 🧍‍♀️🧍‍♀️

boyfriend atsumu makes a “your mom” joke once so you say you’re gonna call her up and tell her what he said and now he’s snot crying grabbing your hand begging you not to tell her