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I already knew I’m about to be a big ol’ Kaveh simp

( already a simp for Kaeya & the hydro menace duo)

BUT SHENHE CAME OUT OF LEFT FIELD FOR MY GENSHIN WOMEN SIMP LIST

WHEN THEY WANT ATTENTION / ARE NEEDY

— [warnings]. semi proofread ʅ（◞‿◟）

— characters . . . alhaitham, kaveh, kaeya, venti, xiao, shenhe, tartaglia, scaramouche, kokomi, ayato

— notes . . . SFW! you can imagine certain ending outcomes ehem either way tho <3 also sorry for being dead , school has been beating my ass ( T_T)＼(^-^ )

AL HAITHAM — 艾尔海森

— nonchalant and subtle yet somehow upfront; yeah, his personality extends to your love life too

— he wont outright tell you he wants you, but rather opts for seeking out ways to have you close to him, thats more than enough for him

it’s rather rare for the illustrious scribe to even be in the mood to scout the attention of people but even more so to stay quietly idle when he is in dire need of your affection. alhaitham despises talking around the problem, he is very to the point, much to a lot of peoples dismay, but when it comes to problems concerning love.. he becomes a little more hesitant.

currently, alhaitham was distracting himself by reading some novel on the couch. despite his normally calm and collected demeanour, his mind was a complete blur. his head ached with warming images of you and your touch.

he had this uncontrollable urge to see you; he needed your warmth. his chest was tightening as he stared blankly at the pages of the book with furrowed eyebrows. “woah, what did the book ever do to you?” you tease him with an adoring laugh. his gaze quickly focuses on you without a second thought.

“nothing. could you come here, please?” he was such an expert on masking his true feelings and intentions it was borderline bizarre. you looked slightly concerned before walking over and taking your place next to him. he immediately wraps his arm around your waist your breath hitching as he pulls you close. he kisses the crown of your head, “you don’t mind giving me some special attention, do you? you’ve been gone for quite a while.”

alhaitham didn't think he sounded desperate but it would've been impossible to miss the waver in his voice or his obvious worry. vou knew his emotions were well hidden from most people because he never wore his heart on his sleeve, his intelligent arrogance was almost like a shield against all feelings.

he picked up his book once more and began to read, only this time, he held you tightly under his arm, occasionally pecking your forehead delicately. alhaitham’s love for you isn’t loud or obvious, but amidst its quiet subtlety you can certainly tell his feelings are pure and true.

KAVEH — 卡维

— needy, pouty and dramatic; the epitome of kaveh!! his love for you is immeasurable so by proxy his clinginess knows no bounds

— however, while he is extremely clingy and love-dovey with you, it doesn’t mean that there isn’t that lil’ pang of insecurity caving in his heart as he questions your intentions for your lack of affection

with each hush and disappointed pout from you he rolled his eyes; the arising annoyance becoming much clearer as he leans back with crossed arms and stares at the mundane ceiling. he’s been hearing the same phrase for the past couple of hours now; “i’m busy, give me a few more minutes love.”

kaveh is absolutely not the type of person to simply mind his business even when politely asked to because shouldn’t you be PERFECTLY able to complete your work WHILE giving him the attention he deserves? he respectfully curses your rude, blissful ignorance (he overthinks the reason you’re ignoring him) and stares at you like a kicked puppy of some sort.

“[name], darling, love, babyyy~ is there another reason as to why you’re ignoring me?” he chimes, putting all his body weight onto you.

“my beloved sunshine,” you cup his cheeks with both hands, feeling the intense heat bloom into a fiery blush, “i’ve told you this repeatedly; i’m working. not ignoring you, just concentrating.” he opens his mouth to respond but words fail him. “now please, let me fo-“ kaveh abruptly presses his lips onto yours, beginning to slide his hand down towards your waist.

you pull away for air and while you had a look of utter dismay at his disruption, kaveh was more than thrilled smiling from ear to ear as he peppered kisses across your cheeks, forehead and jawline. “come on dear, can’t even take a short break for me?” archons a pretty man with an exposed chest is very hard to reject…

A. KAEYA — 凯亚

— gods he’s so ashamed. THE calvary captain seeking his lover out multiple times a day out of pure loneliness? how pitiful…

— he may eventually muster the courage to ask you for your love directly, but for now, he’ll stick to more.. “discreet” methods

kaeya’s mind was completely intoxicated with images of you. despite you being his utter most favourite distraction, having thoughts of you without the tangible experience isn’t as pleasant — therefore, the lovely calvary captain decided to seek you out in hopes you’d quell his aching heart.

if only he realised sooner how hard it was to tell someone you love you miss them even though you saw them last night then he wouldn’t be sitting in your room; absolutely speechless — speechless due to both embarrassment and shyness. perhaps he looked a little foolish seeking you out midday when you saw each other a couple hours ago when saying your farewells..

to no surprise, you were completely oblivious to kaeya’s inner turmoil as he stared at you with a charming grin while you focused on some documents — it was truly eating him up inside. what exactly was he meant to say to you ?

“ehem, i hope you don’t intend on ignoring your charming boyfriend for too long.”

“sorry, love, i’ll be finished soon.” honestly kaeya didn’t think he could last much longer, with his heartbeat deafening his ears and his cheeks exulting deadly heat, he coughs into his hand and averts his gaze from you rather quickly.

“hey, didn’t you have somewhere else to be?” you ask teasingly. kaeya felt his chest tighten at both your gentle laugh and your abrupt question. he replied, “why would i need to go anywhere else when i have you?”. it was your turn to be taken aback. he could feel his heart beat louder with yearning anticipation.

kaeya couldn't help but reach his arms out towards you and pull you into an embrace. “oh.” your voice died out once you noticed the soft expression on kaeya's face, your heart fluttered uncontrollably.

“i apologise.” you blink at him in confusion.

“apologise for what?”

“for being clingy.” you laugh at him and he sighs into your shoulder, which leads to you ruffling his hair in comfort. he’s so lovingly stupid.

VENTI — 温迪

— got absolutely NO shame in begging or bargaining for your affection, he believes if he pesters you hard enough each time you’ll give in — and of course you do

— this man literally LIVES off of your touch and affection, how dare you not give him it constantly ?

“windblume～” venti chimes at you with glee, purposefully obstructing your view with his hand; anything to stop you from working. you simply ignore him, lightly smacking his hand away to continue.

“love~” another wack to his hand, “my knight, lovebug, sweetiepie~” you roll your eyes and push him away with a groan. “the more you ignore me the worse the petnames will get honey bunches.” you physically recoil.

venti quietens down for the moment, settling down and turning to face you to hold the side of your face with his warm hand. “darling~” he whispers directly in your ear, your body shudders and your hand instantly flies up to your ear in embarrassment.

you sigh, alas defeated by your husband’s irritating yet charming persistence, “if it makes you stop, what do you want..” he giggles in triumph. “gods, you’re so lucky you’re pretty.” you mumble under your breath. venti jumps onto you with a lovesick grin, clinging onto you like you could disappear at any given moment, said moment, could come rather soon if he uttered another vomit-inducing petname. the thought made you shudder, but nonetheless you enjoyed his affection.

“what would I do without you, my love?” he cooed into your hair. you hummed in agreement, beginning to pull him down onto your lap for a more comfortable hugging position. venti of course happily obliged, snuggling his face into your neck in bliss.

you comb gently through this fluffy locks, all your prior work forgotten as you engage in your lover’s mindless gentle kisses. even with your earlier dismissals, you ultimately decided to oblige with his selfishly adorable needs; honestly who could resist that love struck smile and those shining eyes?

“i love you..” he mumbled into your skin.

“i love you too, but i’m not forgiving you for calling me all those petnames.” you pinch his cheek, he looks at you with pleading cat-like eyes.

“aww, you didn’t like the name honey bunches?”

“don’t start.” you both laugh simultaneously. venti’s heart skipped a beat at the melodic sound of your voice echoing through his head like a song stuck on replay. you’ve done so much to tear apart the complex mist shrouding this god’s heart, it still feels so surreal how much he genuinely needs you besides him — he wouldn’t have it any other way, however.

XIAO — 魈

— yeah he likes to BELIEVE he’s subtle, but it is rather easy to figure out his internal solace and longing

— him ? wanting your needlessly heartwarming affection that is not limited to your gentle kisses and hugs ? why, of course not.

— this guy is isolated pretty much daily, and now he’s clinging onto you like a lost puppy , surely he understands he’s being obvious..

“xiao, darling, you really don’t have to come with me if you don’t wa-“

“i’m going.”

xiao has been progressively tenacious; continually following you around throughout the day and remaining rather quiet while doing so. it wasn’t particularly odd per se, it was rather normal for him to just stick around besides you but it’s like his presence around you has increased or perhaps exaggerated.

“uhm, xiao?” you pause in your step, turning back to face him with a clueless look. he hums in acknowledgement to let you continue. “is there something wrong? you’ve been following me around silently for the entire day.”

silence. although not unusual, this time it was rather..awkward. xiao stared at you, a blush creeping onto his face as his eyes widened at your sudden question. was he not being discreet enough ? did you catch on ?

you were about to speak again when xiao suddenly gripped your arm, lightly of course, his mouth was open but no words managed to come out. his blush deepened significantly. “xiao?” you take his hands into yours in worry. after another moment of silence, before xiao alas spoke, “i just wanted to.. see you..” despite his awfully adorable phrasing, you understood his general implication.

“oh.” your lips parted slightly from surprise, your gaze softening. you couldn’t help but start laughing, leading to poor xiao tilting his head in ashamed confusion. “forget i said anything.” he grumbled, turning around with haste to cover the embarrassment on his face.

you hug his back with a final chuckle, “sorry sorry, i’m not laughing at you, you’re just very cute.” he sighs defeated, dropping his head low knowing he can now not run away from your affectionate grip. “if you wanted my love all you had to do was ask, xiao.” i was trying to.

“nevertheless,” xiao twists around to face you finally, “i’ll give you all my attention for tonight, my dear.” he couldn’t have been more pleased.

SHENHE — 申鹤

— she can barely grasp her innate human emotions so you can sort of imagine the poor girls internal bewilderment when her heart starts aching at the thought of you

— she loves, doesn’t she? but then why does her heart ache? isn’t that exactly how you feel when you dislike someone? — fortunately, her mortal fog of emotions becomes clearer once she finally gets to see you

over the many days of her training shenhe has began feeling these mixed flurry of emotions; a blizzard of ambiguity that she couldn’t quite decipher. an aching sting in her heart has punctured not only her whole chest but also her focus and concentration — which had deeply yet discreetly worried the wise adeptus inspecting her progress.

“one believes you are due for rest, there is a concerning pandemonium brewing in your heart and soul. perhaps, seeking the comfort of your loved one will mend your aching?” cloud retainer spoke with poise as she looked down to the white-haired exorcist who fiddled with her earring at the very subtle mention of you.

————— ୨୧

you two have been sitting in pure silence for some time now, it wasn’t awkward but rather peaceful; yet despite fulfilling her urgency to be somewhat close to you, her heart wasn’t satisfied with your lack of attention. every flip of the book page had shenhe pondering like a clock ticking back and forth, “do i indulge in my desires or do i stay put and admire them.”

“hey, [name], can i.. can you..” she says and you look over at her with a gentle smile, reaching over to squeeze her hand. “sorry, i’m not sure how to word this properly.” she looks away.

“it’s alright, take your time.” you comforted her with another light squeeze of her hand. she had this concentrated and perplexed look on her face. you tilt your head with concern.

“lately,” her eyes trail back up to you, “i’ve felt this strange hollowness in my chest whenever i think about you.” her voice was so gentle it was basically a whisper.

you nod silently at her as encouragement to continue. “i don’t know what it is exactly about you but i just feel this sort of ache… a longingness.” you felt her fingers grip your hand tighter as she searched for something to say, “the way we are together, you know. all those little things make me smile everyday.” she looked deep in thought.

you smile to yourself and let out a small and harmless laugh, shenhe looks at you in confusion, ‘did she say something funny?’ “oh my darling,” you cup her face in your hands with a kiss on the tip of her nose, “i’m pretty sure you were just feeling lonely.” her eyes light up almost as if it all suddenly clicked inside her disorganised head; the answer becoming vividly evident.

“oh..i suppose that’s the case. then, would you mind-“ you comfort her with a polite chaste kiss, allowing her to pull you in closer with a needy fervour; all of her old feelings resurfacing as a wanting passion. pulling away shenhe smiles, “you’re so good to me, [name].”

TARTAGLIA — 公子

— pretends to not care; lasts a couple minutes at most. he really hates to admit it sometimes but you’ve got him absolutely wrapped around your finger

— after he gets what he wants / needs , he returns to his pathetically (affectionate) clingy self - expect he’s even worse

“ehem.” tartaglia coughs into his hand while directly maintaining fierce eye contact with you. i say “with you” because he believes that you are subtly looking at him in the corner of your eye and not completely ignoring his futile attempts at garnering your attention.

you don’t understand his sudden shift in behaviour though; earlier he seemed completely unbothered by your lack of attention and now he’s being persistently annoying for you to spare him a single glance. perhaps he got bored of waiting for you to seek him out instead of vice versa.

“it’s not nice to keep your husband waiting.” he huffs and leans back with a light pout. is he being serious…

“you’re still not saying what you want, quit complaining pumpkin.” you gave him a menacing smile, one which ajax never appreciated no matter how much he loved your smiles regardless of the situation. he alas gave in and cuddled into you with a sneaky hand on your waist to pull you in, “isn’t it obvious? i want you, don’t tease me.”

“you’re such a moron.” and yet you still lay his head on your chest to reach out to massage his scalp. “an irresistible moron who’s greedy for your affection.” the way such few charming words could make your heart clench and a genuine smile spread across your gorgeous face was embarrassing. you laugh gently and swish his fringe away to peck his forehead.

he stayed silent for a couple minutes, not once beginning to complain about how long it took for you to respond to his “flirting”, all he did was sigh blissfully and lean into your touch.

ajax looks up at you with an expressionless face but you caught the glint in his eyes that spoke volumes of his joy. there were plenty of moments where you would see the happiness on his face and in his bright blue eyes; you couldn’t help but feel proud that you were a part of it. he closed in on your lips, kissing you softly with a love struck smile.

SCARAMOUCHE — 斯卡拉姆齐

— you’d think with how much lil auntie kusanali has been coaching him on being not only a good person or friend, but a good lover too he’d have learnt how to express that he craves your touch

— he can get a bit volatile and mean when he doesn’t understand something especially if it’s a “human” thing like emotions. he doesn’t mean to hurt you in any way, but healing and growing takes a lot of time.

in your honest defense, how were you meant to know that he wanted even an ounce of your attention with that permanent scowl he wore the entire day? all of his “hints” were just him being a little too harsh or him actually stating what he wants, but downplaying it to act like you’re silly for thinking he’d want your love and affection (he does) when you asked him about it.

so now here you both were; you doing some never-ending paperwork and kuni glaring daggers to the back of your aching head. tired of his attitude, you drop your pen to gaze back at him, prompting him to cross his arms and scowl at you once again. “kuni.” your voice was firm but he still managed to decipher that small and subtle tinge of confused hurt in your tone. he raised an eyebrow.

“did i do something wrong? why are you so angry at me?” he looks at you utterly perplexed as if you were the one that was being nonsensical. he rolls his eyes, not with sarcasm but rather embarrassment at the words he was thinking of uttering to comfort you. “i..” a quick pause ensues, “ i just wanted your attention.”

“oh..” you let out a quiet laugh, “i honestly thought you were just angry at me.” he once again looks at you confused, almost hurt, at your assumption, “at you? never.” you smile. you knew it wasn’t easy for him to admit his feelings so nonchalantly, so hey, he’s making subtle progress.

to your delighted surprise, he opens his arms to usher you into a hug, of course you oblige.

he nuzzles into your neck, breathing in your floral scent to calm himself, you feel his arms tightening their hold on your waist before whispering into your ear, “i love you.”

“what was that?” you tease him with a poke to his cheek.

“mm nothing..” his voice muffled against your clothes.

you glare at him playfully, “kuni..” he laughs before pushing himself off of you gently. “i said i love you, there, you happy?”

with a warm smile, one he wished he could forever imprint into his head, you reply with a nod.

S. KOKOMI — 珊瑚宫心海

— she. is. tired. yet at the same time aggrieved. it irks her gentle heart when she misses your warm embrace, but her mind is either too drowsy or too overwhelmed to indulge you

— she doesn’t ever want to bother you for personal reasons, but she does also secretly hope that you’ll seek her out yourself so that time doesn’t have to heal her irreparable aching

there is rarely a day where this woman doesn’t miss you and your affection. with being such a significant and vital figure within both the army and watatsumi island in general, the divine priestess is constantly busy and while she doesn’t shy away from asking you for attention, sometimes, when she’s overstimulated from duties, she’s unsure if she craves solitude or your love.

today was one of those days of irritation. kokomi’s head was drowsy and absolutely aching, every word from nearby people were drowned out by her shallow breathing. so entranced in stressed out thoughts she didn’t even realise she had finally made it to her little safe cavern.

here, she was at utmost peace with undisturbed sleep for the first time in a few weeks. kokomi had barely slumped down onto her chair in exhaustion before a familiar silhouette captured her weary eyes; your silhouette. just the person i needed.

“hey koko-“ you paused in your step at the saddening view of your lover hanging her head low, deep circles under her eyes burning in colour. “i’ll let you rest, sorry love.” a warm smile stretched across your face in pity.

“no.. it’s alright, i promise you. i’d actually prefer it if you stayed with me, if thats alright with you..?” her voice trailed off due to her drowsy mind. you sigh and go over to her, sitting yourself on top of her desk to play with her hair. your gentle touch lulled her into sleep instantly it was practically magic.

“koko, you are so unpredictable sometimes..”

she hums at you in her sleep, cuddling close to your hand in hopes you’d get the hint to continue. how could you say no?

K. AYATO — 神里绫人

— NUISANCE. will NOT leave you alone at all. why? simply because he feels he has the right to “seek your attention when he’s lonely” and though you can’t argue, he truly does pick and choose when that statement is valid

— if he’s busy you likely won’t catch him in time for even the shortest hug - but if YOU’RE busy, it’s like the stars aligned specifically to allow him to pester you

“[name]..” thoma solemnly hands you the possibly 50th letter of that HOUR with a sympathetic smile.

“thank you, thoma.” you sigh, preparing yourself for the lovely bullshit your husband had written in ink.

« dear my beloved spouse,

your warm but transient touch lingers on my skin, how i miss you; so far away yet so close at the same time, you’re in my thoughts constantly.

— your loving lonely husband ayato »

for barely a couple hours ayato had been preoccupied with his work and as were you with your own; in the SAME damn house. you didn’t know whether to laugh or cry at his theatrical dramatics so you opted for hanging your head low and inwardly despairing the work you’re about to leave behind to simply visit your needy lover.

————— ୨୧

you knock respectfully on his door a few times despite ayato always reminding you that such manners shouldn’t be necessary for a married couple; you could just simply never let go of the habit however. you hear your husband quietly reply with a, “come in.”

stepping into the room you automatically get hit with a sweet fragrance which was permitting from some snacks on ayato’s table. for a few seconds you idle by awkwardly as ayato decided to stay quiet. why send pointless and hyperbolic letters when you’re barely a feet away from each-other to then NOT say anything when you finally give in to his romantic pleas …

alas ayato drops his brush and glances at you, “is there anything you need, love?” you could practically feel a vein pop on your forehead, ruining the serenity of the scene. he laughs at your displeased expression before staring at you with a charming smile, “now now, i’m only kidding. mind joining me for this evening, my dearest? i’ve missed you.”

“i swear, you are so melodramatic when needy.” he hums, not really listening to your words, feeling content with your presence at last besides him.

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“i swear, you are so melodramatic when needy.” he hums, not really listening to your words, feeling content with your presence at last besides him.

alas ayato drops his brush and glances at you, “is there anything you need, love?” you could practically feel a vein pop on your forehead, ruining the serenity of the scene. he laughs at your displeased expression before staring at you with a charming smile, “now now, i’m only kidding. mind joining me for this evening, my dearest? i’ve missed you.”

“i swear, you are so melodramatic when needy.” he hums, not really listening to your words, feeling content with your presence at last besides him.

AINT no way

but it appears I do indeed BOTH love and kin him

(soft, light angst, kaveh overworking)

“you need to rest.”

you drape yourself over kaveh’s shoulders and press your cheek against his neck. blow a shock of a cold air over his collars bone and he shivers with it.

“once this draft is complete.” kaveh can’t hide the withered tone from his voice. his bravado has always been weak, laced with a mix of perpetual fatigue and insecurity that’s terribly easy to pick out. even easier for you to hear and see with the intimacy that you manage to share with him.

you hum, unconvinced. you hand slides over his sides to his chest, and cross to settle over his ribs, “you can finish later.”

“my deadline—“ kaveh begins to speak and you cut him off with a gentle pinch to his side.

he squeaks, something high and cute. his quill drops to the desk. there’s a shake in his hands, and a strain you can see pulling at his dominant hand. you frown and nip at his neck.

“isn’t for a few days. besides, i’ll reason with the client if you need an extension.” you assure him (that you’ll be there to help him, unwaveringly, even if he thinks he doesn’t deserve it.)

“you need to take care of yourself to do your best work. i’ll help you.”

you already have onions and garlic sliced for a meal.

kaveh sighs, fidgeting. uncomfortable. “i don’t need you to coddle me.”

“i’m well-aware of that.” you placate him. “reminders don’t hurt, do they?”

“when you speak to me as if i’m not aware of my own overworking, they do.” kaveh’s voice goes sharp. “i’m perfectly self-sufficient and don’t need you to hover when i’m attempting to work.”

kaveh gets harsher with this words, the more vulnerable he feels. you know the rhythm of it well and your frustration with it varies, depending on the day. today, you understand. he can be as barbed as you want, and you will not allow it to hurt you.

“i don’t mean to hover.” you tell him, dragging your lips up to his cheek and kiss the words against the soft skin there. “i just worry.”

“well, you don’t need to.”

“… you saying that won’t stop me from doing so.” you squeeze him. “at least step away to eat something. i’ll make that ginger tea you like— i have candied lemons too.”

kaveh chews his cheek. appealing to his stomach, and is love of sweets, is perhaps a bit dastardly, but you forgive yourself. when kaveh’s warm and fed and has slept more than a cumulative six hours, you can muse on better ways to goad him into accepting a break.

“in a few minutes. if i can finish this sketch, i can start doing conversions—“ he rattles off the steps of his process, winding and complex, entirely his. genius burns a candle fast and low, and kaveh has always been a prodigy.

“fine. then let me sit with you.”

kaveh concedes to that much. a victory, however pyrrhic.

you slip to the ground near his feet and rest your back against the legs of his chair. you smother your face into his leg, and his hand instantly presses over the top of your head. kaveh mindlessly plays with your hair as he continues working. easily absorbed back into his work, chasing whatever inspiration and subsequent design that he’s crafted. kaveh has grand visions and the skills and talent to actualize them. his biggest enemy is his own festering self-deprecation.

you don’t blame him. you never could.

kaveh mumbles to himself, stroking over your forehead, and worrying the little wrinkle between your brows. you know he’ll take more than a few minutes before remembering you’re at his feet, patiently waiting for him to relent just enough that you’re able to shove him full of whatever care you can. you like to imagine you’re whittling away at him through keeping his belly full and his bed warm. he enjoys having you on his arm— you know this well. he likes you. (he just hates himself, and there’s nothing you can do about it.)

you don’t dwell on it. you’ll give him what he takes and prod him until he takes more. you take his hand by the wrist and drag it to your lips, pressing kiss after kiss to his fingers tips.

when he shudders with it, tenses all through his body, you feel nothing but smitten.

random kaveh brainrot inspired by the 2007 margiela kiss shirt

pressing kisses into kaveh’s chest, ignoring the fact that you’re leaving lipstick stains all over the collar of his pristine white blouse. but alas, duty calls and he smirks at himself in the mirror as he fastens his signature red cape, the kisses you’ve imprinted on his shirt peeking out through the gaps. you walk through the city the next day and notice he’s somehow started a new trend among young lovers because suddenly everyone has their partner’s kisses decorated on their clothing

guys. guys. GUYS my favorite wine mom came back from maternity leave

Kaveh (from the back) on an index card!