Just some Itto x Reader drabbles
Warnings: None, just some Itto pining and silly Oni energy
Also Itto’s arms were done dirty in-game, so we overcompensate
SFW :3
You watched the Oni retrieve his vision from the bottom of the Statue of the Omnipresent God. You could all but see the steam coming from his ears, a low growl in his throat, grumbling again about the only woman you’d ever heard him obsess over: Kujo Sara.
Which wasn’t romantic, of course it wasn’t.
Which, of course, made him all the more a mystery to you.
How was someone so silly, strong, passionate like he was still single? You’d seen him swing his large sword around, knocking around hillichurls and vagrants with ease. You’d admired the effortful grunts he made while training in combat, the sweat dripping down his brow as his big, silly grin never faltered.
His form when fighting was excellent, though if you were being honest, you were often very distracted from observing his fighting technique, instead entranced by the hard lines of his ab muscles, the way his arm muscles tensed as his sword clashed into nearby obstacles. Underneath his jacket, you were dying to know just exactly what that tattoo of his looked like when it wasn’t half- covered. You were both enamored and jealous of the way his hair, those perfect silver locks managed to maintain their flawless sheen even in spite of the way Itto threw himself around in battle confidently.
But above all of the physical features that had you down bad for this man, it was his personality that truly drew you in, both so confident, cocky almost in the way he struts himself around, the way he talks. Yet, beyond that, you could also tell the Oni was a caring man, someone who loved to play around with kids. The way Itto would let kids hang onto his strong arms, swinging them from side to side as he lifted them from the ground was sweet and warm enough to melt even a cryo regisvine. Sometimes even the smallest of kids would get to hang onto his horns while Itto ran around, carrying them piggy-back style, almost as if they were another cape flying behind him. His laugh during this was always genuine, full of heart.
Your favorite moments with him will always be the onikabuto battles among the Arataki Itto Gang, getting to face against the Oni himself. Even though you ultimately lost to his own beetle, Itto had given you one of his own prize beetles as a consolation prize, complimenting your technique with a grin on his face and a pat on the back. You noted the way he patted his own beetle, a gentle tap to the head of the purple insect with his own black polished fingernails, and you were embarrassed to note that the rest of the crew regarded this with apprehension, rather than admiration and adoration as you had.
Yep, you had it bad for this man.
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Itto came home y’all, I’m so happy. Hence, the writing drabbles for this man. I think I’m going to start writing drabbles for any new Genshin Characters that come home, which I also did for Gorou, who came home first. I also gave Childe a nice coming home fic, and Thoma some attention, so I think this is my new pattern.