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HOW TO GET A S/O — A GUIDE BY YOURS TRULY.
“i hereby declare that i am opening s/o applications! i can offer a poem, a brownie and my unconditional love. if you’re interested, please fill out this form!”
(platonic/romantic) ayato, albedo, childe, kazuha, an anonymous sender x gn!reader, chiscara cameo lmao
comedy, fluff, modern!au, high school!au (?)
for valentine’s day…. i love valentine’s day i LOVE PEOPLE IN LOVE!!!!!
“this is so dumb,” your best friend xiao mutters under his nose. “i’m not even talking about the fact that you came up with the whole significant other form thing or the fact that it actually worked,” he looks with an indescribable look in his eyes at your phone, “i can’t believe you used google forms to make it. really? google forms?”
“what else was i supposed to use, genius,” you retort while opening the submitted applications. “i’m more impressed that i actually got so many answers. i think my brownie has bewitched them, their body and soul,” you say jokingly while stretching.
xiao looks at you with a blank face and you only shrug. he looks like he’s mere seconds from a breakdown. you wonder why.
“well, i’ve gotta say this is perfect! valentine’s day just around the corner, y’know? would be nice to have a partner even if they would break up with me like two days later. i can’t keep pestering you to be my valentine every single year.” he simply sighs and rubs his eyes. he seems annoyed. you’re not sure why though but you know he’s not annoyed at you. he never is.
“alright, enough talking, let’s get to it! time to see whose application was the best!” you declare enthusiastically and start scrolling.
APPLICATION NR. 1
NAME: KAMISATO AYATO
TELL ME SOMETHING ABOUT YOURSELF: i’m not particularly sure what contents should be placed here.
TELL ME ABOUT YOUR PERFECT DATE: a meeting in the park sounds quite nice. obviously, it would depend on the weather. however, if it would be nice, strolling and talking while walking between trees and flower seems quite lovely. i’ve always wanted to try it.
TELL ME THE REASON FOR YOUR APPLICATION: you seem like a very nice and competent person. we’ve worked on a couple projects before and even if we wouldn’t end up dating, i would still appreciate becoming friends.
TELL ME A FUN FACT: oh my, i’m really bad this. i’m sorry. could i perhaps ask you a question though? do you know if i perhaps did anything to offend your friend? he’s been glaring at me since the time we first teamed up for a project.
⋅•⋅⊰∙∘☽༓☾∘∙⊱⋅•⋅
[…do you think thoma and ayaka put him up to it?]
[that is quite possible.]
[aish, that’s too bad. do you think he’d still like to meet up though? i’d like to get closer to him.]
[what? why on earth would you like to do that?]
[why not? it could be fun. also, addressing his concern, do you have anything against him?]
[…no, not in particular.]
[alright, if you say so…]
APPLICATION NR. 2
NAME: ALBEDO
TELL ME SOMETHING ABOUT YOURSELF: oh come on, we’ve known each other for so long. i’m sure you already know it but but when i was a child i accidentally dyed my hair black — my mother was terrified. on the other hand, i was quite thrilled. maybe i should do it again.
TELL ME ABOUT YOUR PERFECT DATE: a study date? perhaps. i’m sorry, this probably sounds quite boring. in my defense, i am quite a boring person. i’m open to anything though.
TELL ME THE REASON FOR YOUR APPLICATION: we’ve been lab partners since the beginning of high school, haven’t we? i’d like to think we get along quite well PLUS i don’t have a valentine this year either and if i’ll have to listen to my mother’s nagging again i will lose it. if you want to, i can give you extra chemistry lessons — an agreement with mutual benefit, if i can put it that way.
TELL ME A FUN FACT: did you know ajax screamed when he saw that you put out the forms? i’m not particularly sure why but i felt as if my eardrums were about to explode. even my noise canceling headphones didn’t work.
⋅•⋅⊰∙∘☽༓☾∘∙⊱⋅•⋅
[can’t believe he’d try to use me again to get rid of his mother’s talking his ear off.]
[if it annoys you, i can take care of it.]
[your definition of taking care of something is quite doubtful, if i’m being honest. and no, you don’t have to. i love helping him anyways. he’s a good friend and he explains chemistry perfectly.]
[i could also give you some extra lessons from it.]
[xiao, you are literally failing the subject.]
[and?]
APPLICATION NR. 3
NAME: AJAX AKA CHILDE
TELL ME SOMETHING ABOUT YOURSELF: i’m good at sports, obviously. i’m also fantastic at learning. i’m also handsome. generally speaking, i’m perfect (and taken).
TELL ME ABOUT YOUR PERFECT DATE: simply spending time with my lovely boyfriend (if he’d hear me call him that he’d slap me in the face).
TELL ME AND THE REASON FOR YOUR APPLICATION: i’m trying to help my friend but i’m not sure if he won’t murder me in exchange if he does please put forget-me-nots at my grave i beg!!
TELL ME A FUN FACT: i once put a lightbulb in my mouth because i didn't believe it when they said you won’t be able to get it out. had to go to the hospital and shit — oh and by the way did you know there is someone close to you that HAS A CRUSH ON YOU PLEASE OPEN YOUR EYES I CAN’T KEEP ON ENDURING IT ANYMORE
⋅•⋅⊰∙∘☽༓☾∘∙⊱⋅•⋅
[a crush? on me, out of all people?]
[why are you so surprised?]
[why would i be not? it’s not like i’m popular or anything. considering you, who has been my friend for the longest time never developed one, how could a completely random person do it?]
[…who knows.]
APPLICATION NR. 4
NAME: KAEDEHARA KAZUHA
TELL ME SOMETHING ABOUT YOURSELF: i think you know everything you should already, considering you’ve seen most of my poetry.
TELL ME ABOUT YOUR PERFECT DATE: finding a place the both of us have never been to before and exploring it together. making memories with a person you like is always pleasant.
TELL ME THE REASON FOR YOUR APPLICATION: i just want to get closer to you. and who knows where it will lead us.
TELL ME A FUN FACT: did you know they opened a new café just around the corner? perhaps that could be our destination.
⋅•⋅⊰∙∘☽༓☾∘∙⊱⋅•⋅
[kazuha is as sweet as ever. straight to the point too.]
[…too straight to the point.]
[did you say something?]
[no?]
[oh.]
[well, you do remember you’re supposed to visit the café with me though, right? we’re supposed to do it tomorrow.]
[of course i do.]
APPLICATION NR. 5
NAME: ANONYMOUS
TELL ME SOMETHING ABOUT YOURSELF: what would be the point of me submitting myself as anonymous if i’d describe myself in great detail here
TELL ME ABOUT YOUR PERFECT DATE: same one as yours
TELL ME REASON FOR YOUR APPLICATION: i’ve liked you since that one time where you reached out my hand to me in kindergarten and asked if we could become friends. i’ve kept on liking you when you went through your first breakup. i’ve kept on liking you when we were spending valentine’s day together every single year. i’ve always liked you. i still do. and i don’t think i’ll stop
TELL ME A FUN FACT: would you believe me if i told you that out of all the possible people ajax was the one that made me do this. i’ve threatened him that if this fails i’ll tell scara that he’s had a crush on him since sixth grade
⋅•⋅⊰∙∘☽༓☾∘∙⊱⋅•⋅
[xiao?]
[…yes?]
[is this you?]
[…]
[silent as ever, huh.]
[what if it is me?]
[because if it is, i like you too. i’ve liked you for a very long time now.]
[…yes, it is me.]
[oh, thank the stars. i can’t believe i had to do this whole thing to see if my feelings were one-sided.]
[huh? what did you say?]
[…nothing! so, how would you like to spend our first valentine’s day together as an official couple?]
[official?]
[what, you don’t want it?]
[…]
[wait, xiao, did you just blush?]
[…we can visit that café.]
[whatever you want, my dear boyfriend.]
[…stop talking.]
#ayato x reader#albedo x reader#childe x reader#kazuha x reader#childe x scaramouche#ayato fluff#albedo fluff#childe fluff#kazuha fluff#genshin x reader#genshin fluff#xiao x reader#xiao fluff#ganyuslily.writes
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[02:12AM]
— DILUC RAGNVINDR, SUGGESTIVE(?)
“an inch. just an inch lower,” he’s saying, his voice barely above a whisper. one of his hands is ghosting over the small of your back. he wants it— wants you so bad it drives him crazy. “an inch lower and it will be perfect,” he murmures, his eyes gazing into yours. his pupils are blown out and he trails a finger down your spine. gently. slowly. you’re so perfect and he wants to memorize all the curves on your body. to not miss a single one. to be able to know you better than anyone else.
“here. here, you have my heart,” he guides your hand as he tightens his hold on it. his fingers are curled around it, the warmth from his skin seeping into yours. your arm is shaking slightly, your resolve wavering and upon noticing it his lips curl up into a cat-like smile. perhaps, you want him too. more than you let it show. he lets himself tilt his head in a silent question and starts leaving kisses on your jaw. small, little pecks. he is a gentleman, after all. and yet, the moment your breath hitches and you bare your neck for him all his manners leave. he’s touching you as if you were about to disappear.
“now push it,” he’s urging you, his lips trailing down your neck. he’s kissing you as if he were planning to devour you whole. as if he were to never let go. “take it. take all of it— whatever you want. my life included,” your breathing is uneven and he’s fully aware of the dagger mere centimeters from his chest and yet, he can’t find it in himself to care. he wants you to crumble — wants you to crumble in his arms so bad it drives him crazy. wants you to want him as much as he wants you.
“i’ll give you whatever you want.”
oh to have a make out session with the one u r supposed to be killing am i right
#diluc x reader#diluc ragnvindr x reader#diluc genshin impact#genshin diluc#honestly no idea how to tag this like what🔥🔥🔥#ganyuslily.writes
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MOST WANTED.
perhaps calling yourself “inazuma’s most wanted criminal” is definitely an overstatement and not the brightest idea on your part — but if that’s all that takes to have shikanoin heizou on your back; then so be it.
heizou / gender neutral reader
fluff? bantering. reader is mayhaps overconfident but heizou loves it. reader is a thief. reader calls heizou “mr.detective” quite a lot. (written before the characters release!)
the first time you meet the detective, you were not expecting for that man with noodle arms to be that strong — to the point where you can’t move out of his grasp, your hands pinned over your head and his face shoved right into yours. you also definitely did not expect him to smile and laugh, laugh!, in your face and then to just let you off with a warning, a condescending look in his eyes. yes, you did have an innocent look on your face and yes, it was a convincing one, but the way he laughed and looked at you as if you were just a child, a hindrance, set off something in you.
and from that moment on, you decided that you’d make that weird detective respect you.
shikanoin heizou is his name, you learned once by accident during your night trips to the city. the number one detective in the tenryu commission! someone says the next time you’re out and gathering information. a man of wild imagination, you near a couple of weeks later while trailing your next victim, but he also has an extraordinary sense of intuition when it comes to solving cases! someone almost screams the last part of the sentence into your ear. you flinch and then disappear between the people, focusing on your target once more.
“extraordinary sense of intuition my ass”, you mutter under your breath; you despise him to the core just after one meeting with him. is it quite childish? perhaps. but you don’t care.
sure, you’ve never really expected to become a criminal — and also one of the best, if you can say so yourself, but fate works in wonderful ways. the wonderful ways of fate meaning you were incredibly petty.
and today, you’re slightly fucked. not worse than the first, second, third and nth time after coming face to face with shikanoin heizou but the situation is definitely not ideal. shoved into the corner with no possible way of release and running away; it makes you feel like a caged animal. you’re plastered to the walls of the buildings next to you, searching for a way out. the detective is coming closer and closer, his eyes bearing the same condescending look as the first time you ever saw him.
it makes your blood boil.
“shouldn’t you be, i don’t know, sitting in and office and be taking care of all of your detective cases, mr. shikanoin?” you ask cutely, your eyes quickly scanning the surrounding. he doesn’t answer and just smiles (and damn it, it’s really pretty), he just approaches you.
“i truly doubt that chasing after me has anything to do with your job,” you continue your little monologue, deciding that today’s apparently the day when he’s not the most talkative, “considering i’m oh so honest with my crimes; there is nothing to solve there.”
you feign an innocent look and a crestfallen expression guests on your face; perhaps, if heizou did not know you that well, he would’ve fallen for it. the way he fell for it the first time.
“you stole weapons from the tenshukaku,” he says, his eyes brimming with something akin to excitement and it makes your heart flutter. “you stole weapons under the almighty shogun’s watch and i’d like to know how.”
“what, so you can steal them too?” you raise your brow and cock your face to the side. you slowly lift your hands higher the closer he gets to you. “i’m flattered, mr. detective, but the magician does not reveal their tricks that easily. you’ll have to try harder.”
“we’ll have all the time in the world after i take you to one of the cells; the food there may be not the best but i promise to spend a lot of time with you as you slowly tell me all your ways,” he tells you in a voice that makes him sound as if he’s making a sweet and not threatening promise. the issue? your heartbeat accelerates.
he’s only three steps away from you when you hop up and leap up into the air as if jumping on stairs, quickly placing yourself on the roof. you squat and look at the man under you, placing your chin on your hand.
“you’re really annoying, someone ever told you that?”
“yeah, a couple of times from this one guy called shikanoin heizou; ever heard of him? but truly, it’s a pity he’s someone that works under the law and not against it,” you sigh in disappointment.
“one day, i’ll catch you for good. and every time you use up one of your escape tricks, i get closer and closer to that day,” he says fiercely in a way that makes him sound as if he’s making an oath to his beloved.
you stand up and stretch lazily.
“y’know, if i didn’t know better, i’d say you have a crush on me, mr. detective,” you wink and disappear from his sight.
he’ll have you, one day. one day, you will be in his grasp — and he won’t let you go.
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ALL THE THINGS I COULD’VE BECOME (TELL MY MOM I’M SORRY).
he loves her in a way only a child can love their mother and yet, at the same time, he hates her in the exact same manner.
ei&scaramouche + scara&puppet!reader. familial.
angst. i guess…. also im clinging onto the headcanon that scara had long hair before he cut it off in a fit of rage
this is very chaotic. and messy. and in general kinda weird. anyways i think scara with yet another puppet!sibling that is also imperfect yet tries to stay at raidens side with everything they have is a sad concept
scaramouche is nothing else but destruction.
he wants to rip apart raiden ei’s chest, dig his bloodied hands into it and see for himself if she’s empty on the inside the same way he is. if the space between the ribs where the heart should be is an empty void.
comfort. it would bring him comfort.
because no matter how much scaramouche says he despises his god, his creator, his mother — it is simply not true. he wants to see, he needs to know, that fundamentally, they’re both the same. that they’re both empty on the inside, with no heart in the place where it should be. that if you would hit their chests, all you could hear would be an empty sound.
“you see, i love my mother as much as i hate her.”
(he thinks he might love her as much as he loves himself — which is almost nothing. how can he love someone if he cannot even love himself? oh, but at the same time he does love her, more than life. more than death. more than anything in the world. he loves her in a way only a child can love their mother and yet, at the same time, he hates her in the exact same manner.)
“i cannot forgive her, and yet i crave for her to tell me she’s proud of me. silly, isn’t it?”
he wants her to braid his hair and sing him to sleep just one more time. one more time, and then they can go back pretending they never even met. that she is not his mother and he is not her son. just one more time.
his mother has braided his hair one time in his whole life; when he was created. he kept the braid until it fell apart. after it did, he cut it off — no one but his mother should be able to braid it ever again.
you once made a grave mistake of comparing him to her — visually, they are oh so similar. you never heard him scream at you the way he did that night. he was screaming at you and yet you knew he was just screaming at her. you know he’s jealous — in comparison to him, you are not similar to your creator in the slightest.
i am not like my mother, he’d scream. i might’ve been created in the image of her, my flesh her flesh and her bone my bone, but i am not like my mother. i am not her. i’ve never been and never will be.
“don’t tell her any of that, though. she doesn’t deserve to know. if you do, i will find you,” he says after a long silence. you just nod with an emotionless face.
(sometimes, he wonders if you feel anything at all. perhaps, raiden ei forgot to make you able to experience that. or perhaps, it was just another flaw that made you imperfect in her eyes. she’s cruel, your creator and his mother.)
you know he wants you to tell her that and he knows. he also knows that raiden ei will know all of this before the next sunrise — for you are her creation too and you have always stayed at her side, even after being discarded.
he feels sorry. for who? he doesn’t know. perhaps, for no one. perhaps, for the both of you.
(perhaps, deep in his heart, a part of him feels sorry for his mother too.)
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DEATH AT YOUR HANDS (WOULD BE THE CLOSEST THING TO WITNESSING YOUR LOVE).
a single tear rolls down your cheek and he kisses it off. he’s cruel like that, your lover.
il dottore x gn!reader
bittersweet. more bitter than sweet. an unhealthy relationship? kissing (barely even described). reader has hair that is long enough to be able to be tucked behind their ear
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the doctor never lies. at least, that’s what he tells you; and you have never had any reason not to believe him.
oh but the thing is you had, you had countless reasons not to believe him. yet in your eyes, his word was the absolute truth. a truth that seemed weird under a certain light, a truth that seemed to have been made out of broken pieces and glued together without any effort. a truth that under all of that was just a simple lie, but a lie created by him nevertheless. because of that, it was the truth.
(after all, he never told you he loved you.)
lies run deep within this world — they corrupt it from the inside out and change its’ shape and form (that’s what he says, at least). they bend the truth and create a new one; and if what dottore says is true — and it has to be if it comes from his mouth. it has to be, — you want for one specific lie to become the new truth. you want to reform this sick world and twist it, destroy it and create it anew, do anything, everything, that would make him tell you those three words you ache to hear. even if they would be uttered with venom and hatred. even if they were untrue.
they would be the most beautiful lie you have ever heard.
expecting him to love you is laughable. perhaps, experiencing death at his hands would be the closest thing to witnessing what it feels like to be loved by him. if there would have bewn a guarantee for that, you would’ve given up your life in a heartbeat.
the second harbinger is a scientist at heart — nothing more and nothing less. and so, because of that, expecting anything that isn’t rational and fact-based from him is stupid. expecting him to talk about his emotions is naïve; but that’s exactly what you are at your core — naïve.
it’s dumb. it’s horribly stupid, having any kind of feelings for dottore and you know it. even though you’re well aware of that, you can’t stop yourself from falling for him, with the way his eyes soften when they meet yours. with the way he looks and holds you.
(with the way he murmurs sweet nothings into your ear, with the way you can feel his breath on your neck. with the way one of his hands ghosts over the small of your back. with the way he lets himself let go off the walls he has built around himself when he’s all alone with you, with the way his mask is nowhere to be seen. with the way it almost seems like he loves you. it almost seems like he could. almost. almost. almost.)
a single tear rolls down your cheek and he kisses it off. softly. kindly. gently.
he’s cruel like this, your lover.
you know what someone once said “he’s kind of a red flag but if lights can turn green so can he!!!!” and that is so true. he’s just confused okay trust me guys he loves the reader HE DOES
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SAORSA.
you heard the folks whisper about the lonely boy living in the woods. you wonder if he might be the one to gift you the freedom they all so often speak of.
outcast!kazuha x princess!reader
fluff. reader is referred to as a lady/miss/princess! (although no specific prns are used)
kazuha. yknow. . . “saorsa” means freedom, liberty:]
“are you the outcast the older women speak so much of?”
the young man sitting a tree trunk slowly looks up at you. his eyes are a striking color of red; it reminds you of your kingdom’s maple trees every autumn and at the same time of the color a field takes after a fierce battle. he is beautiful — he is awfully beautiful. the kind of beautiful that would make all heads in the room turn after him in court.
you can feel him scan your attire and your face (perhaps you should’ve made yourself seem a little bit more presentable. but honestly, who has times for things like that while being on the run). both of them are ruined — your face littered with scratches and bruises, and your royal dress that got ripped after walking through the woods has definitely seen its’ better days. in your defense, being a runaway was not an easy task.
“perhaps i am. perhaps i’m not. depends on who’s asking,” he answers while resuming his sculpture. he doesn’t look phased at all and you thank the archons for that. “who might you be, miss?”
“depends who’s asking,” you parrot his first words. if you’d look at him closely, you’d see him stifle his laugh. “are you going to report me to the knights stationing in the nearest village?”
his eyes flash with some kind of recognition and it makes you tense up — perhaps, he will turn you in and he knows who you are even though he’s been living as an outcast. the news of the princess’ disappearance has spread through the country quickly. way too quickly for your liking.
you see, you always wanted freedom. you always wanted the freedom your kingdom was so well-known for and yet, you hadn’t had any kind of idea of what it meant to be free. the crowned princess of the kingdom that was famous for it was anything but free. how cruel.
“i’m not going to, miss,” the moment he says those words your whole body relaxes.
“please stop calling me miss.”
“if you say so, miss,” the man answers you in what seems to be a joking manner. you don’t feel the same disrespect from him that you felt from people back in the castle, though.
“are you teasing me?” you huff, sitting down on the trunk next to the one he’s sitting on. he only laughs and god, does he have a pretty laugh. flustered, you look down on the figure he’s holding in his hands. you really should get it together! you cannot fall for the first man that shows you a mere ounce of kindness.
“pretty,” you murmur to yourself in wonder. (he is pretty. you wonder if he noticed you were saying it about him too and not only about the figure.) “can i ask who’s that going to be?”
“i’m not sure. perhaps it might be me. perhaps it might be you. there is no way of telling where my inspiration is going to take me.”
you hum in acknowledgment while putting your head on the palms of your hands. you’re exhausted from all the running. you truly meant what you said when you called the sculpture pretty. even though it has no specific features for now, you can still see the care he put into it and the experience behind every movement he makes while sculpting it with a little knife.
for some reason, he already feels more like home than the place you came from did — and oh, how silly is that. he should never feel like that to someone like you and yet, you can’t find it in yourself to care.
“i’m kaedehara kazuha,” the young man finally introduces himself after putting down his work and looking at you. he smiles; and oh, your cheeks heat up at that mere action.
perhaps, he might be the one to teach you what the freedom everyone speaks of so much is.
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AFTER THE STORM.
scaramouche has learned his lesson a long time ago — a god does not forgive that easily. especially, when that god is also your mother.
ei&scaramouche (platonic/familial)
angst (i am feeling silly)
yesterday i offered you a cute fic. today? an angsty scarei fic. tomorrow? who knows
raiden ei’s words shoot to kill when arguing. her verbal fights are the exact same as her physical ones; quick, sharp, straight to the point. able to spot her opponent’s weakness in mere seconds. hurtful. precise. aiming to kill.
more often than not, the one standing on the opposite side was her son. she had no mercy for him — son or not, whoever stood against her had to bear the wrath of her lightning.
(she was always a strict mother, after all.)
their fights are always so cruel. bringing up the past, bringing up the insecurities. recalling regrets and past mistakes, shooting insults at one another as if it were a contest. a competition. something that had to be won at any cost.
what seemed to somehow be even worse though that the fight itself was the aftermath. the silence that would follow. the eyes of his mother boring into his.
raiden ei does not apologize. she is a god, after all — a god is never wrong. on the other hand, he had almost become one. something that could’ve been but never was. something that sometimes haunts him in his dreams. something that he still sees when he looks into his mother’s face. and so he puts his hands together, his eyes looking at her in a silent prayer and
he
begs.
“i’m sorry. i’m so sorry.”
the words seem to spill out of him like from a broken glass. he can’t stop them, can’t stop the desperate sound of his voice, can’t stop the feeling of needing for her to at least look at him.
“i didn’t mean to— i didn’t mean to say that, you know it, you know i didn’t mean to!”
she extends her hand and caresses his face. he leans into her touch and for a second, all that she has done wrong seems like an illusion, a cruel trick of his mind. but in the end, she takes her hand back and her eyes become distant again.
she is a mother and
he is a son.
sadly,
she is a god before she is a mother.
sadly,
he is her son before he is anything else.
scaramouche has learned his lesson a long time ago — a god does not forgive that easily. especially, when that god is also your mother.
and still, like a fool, he awaits for her to tell him that he deserves to be forgiven.
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THE SMALL WORLD OF YOU AND ME.
xiao hates change; and so obviously, he should hate you. but he doesn’t.
xiao/gender neutral reader
modern!au. college!au. fluff.
note: mayhaps i have projected onto him in this mb yall LMAO
in the beginning, it was just xiao.
well, perhaps that’s kind of a lie — it was not just xiao, not really. there was venti; the guy that just one day showed up in his dorm muttering something about being his “new and super cool and awesome roommate”. there was also ganyu; his friend from childhood that popped up from time to time with food and to chat — but she was never there for too long, far too busy in her own little world.
there were, of course, many other people. there was albedo; the smart guy sitting next to him in almost all of his lectures. there was hu tao; the girl that for some reason decided to pester him on his lunch break and insist on eating next to him every single day. there was also zhongli; the professor that xiao definitely had some kind of weird emotional attachment to — one that he was going to ignore. (for now, at least.)
but those people were not in the small world he created. they never were. no one ever was.
xiao was quite content with the little life he has created for himself. sure, it might’ve been a little bit mundane and a little bit boring for anyone else — but it was his. it was his own and no one else’s.
xiao also despised change. he despised when venti would come too early or too late for his habits, he despised when ganyu wouldn’t swing around twice a week to his place to say “hi”. he despised when albedo was not in the chair next to him during the lectures and he even despised when hu tao wouldn’t show up on the bench they usually sat on on their lunch break.
and because he hated change so much — to the point where it made his skin crawl and made him want to hide in his room and never come out, — he stopped talking to venti for good two weeks when he told him suddenly he needs to move out. something about him not actually earning a place in the dorms since he wasn’t actually a student? xiao did not catch what the whole deal was, but he definitely did catch onto the fact his quite eccentric roommate (that he grew fond of, even referring to him as a “friend” — but you didn’t hear it from him!) was going to leave soon. soon meaning the next day. and that in his place, there would be someone new.
someone he didn’t know.
he hated change.
you moved in quickly. not giving him any time to adjust, any time to accept what was happening around him, any time to even understand that there was a whole new person living with him. the next thing he knew, your things were all over the place and you were standing in the shared kitchen with a cup of some hot liquid in hand, smiling at him in excitement, even though it was 6:30 in the morning and he was barely lucid. coffee?, you asked and he agreed. (he never saw someone get so happy at a simple yes.)
and even though he hated change, you were one that he seemed to welcome. slowly. reluctantly. (but he did welcome it.)
you were fast; fast in your speech, fast on your feet, fast when it came to making groceries and telling him stories. you were fast in making yourself a place in his heart. tucked away, hidden and easy to miss — but it was there. you were stomping into his little world with your boots and your whole luggage and he could say nothing. nothing, because perhaps — but just and only perhaps!, — you have grown on him. you and the changes you brought.
the change in the way how and when he used to make his coffee, the change in the way of buying food every week, the change in him putting away his clothes because you taught him a new method. the change in the way he used to type and the change in the way he used to smile. change, change, change. it was scary. scary, yet nice in a weird way.
in the end, it was him and you.
you and him. him and you.
it was a small world of you and him; and even though he still despised change, he had to admit that this time, perhaps it wasn’t so bad.
#xiao x gender neutral reader#xiao x you#xiao x reader#xiao fluff#genshin xiao#xiao genshin impact#genshin x reader#genshin x you#genshin fluff#idolteyvat#ganyuslily.writes
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WHISPERED PROMISES.
love, oh love. it works in many mysterious ways, but really, does it have to hurt so much?
k. ayato, k. kazuha, dainsleif x gn!reader (separate). side ayaka x gn!reader in ayato’s.
bittersweet. in general noble!au; fallen noble!au in kazuha’s specifically; bodyguard!au for dain’s. i enjoy this trope (read; noble) quite a lot actually
note: if you’d let me give u pinky promise kisses then i wouldn’t have to scream your name atop of every roof in the city of my hearttttt
K. AYATO — CYPRESSUS CUSTOS.
kamisato ayato never thought that he’d be anything but first.
he is the head of the kamisato clan, the most wanted and eligible man in the whole of inazuma — and yet, even though he has thousands at his feet, he wants no one else than you.
but, even though he wants you (and perhaps, the small conversations and time spent drinking tea together tells him you want him too), at the end of the day, he is a rational man. and precisely because he is a rational man and the head of the clan, it’s needs come first and before his own.
they’re powerful, his advisors whisper, but not powerful enough. (not powerful enough for him.) perhaps, we should arrange a wedding between them and the young lady. we could use their influence — but you need someone far more influential than them on your side.
he agrees — naturally he does. he is a rational man, after all. ayaka is good; better than he ever was or will be. she deserves you, far more than he does.
at the end of the day, it turns out he’s powerless, in a way; his influence limited and his hands tied behind his back. you are betrothed to another — to his own sister, for god’s sake, — to which he agreed himself. and so kamisato ayato comes second for the first time in his life.
it’s a bitter feeling.
K. KAZUHA — ACER PALMATUM.
you were supposed to get married.
“in comparison to me, you still do have a reputation to keep, dove.”
the art of pretending comes to kazuha quite easily. it always did, to be honest; to pretend to care on all the meetings, to pretend to care for all the rules, to pretend to care for the meaningless small talk. he’s mastered the art of it by now — so tell him, why does his heart hurt when pain flashes through your face?
it was always him and you, you and him. you were inseparable since you were kids — not that you knew it was but a simple plan on your parents’ part to make your future wedding much easier. and it was all going so well, so well, until the kaedehara clan lost it all. in a blink of an eye, kazuha was no one and the engagement was called off immediately.
“will i ever see you again?” you ask, voice just above a whisper, toying with the ring he gave you when the both of you were fifteen.
“naturally.”
he lies to you for the first and the last time.
DAINSLEIF — THE TWILIGHT SWORD.
this is perhaps one of many curses that dainsleif bears with him in his heart — to watch the one he loves be so close but so far out of his reach at the same time.
he is not supposed to be the one to gift you flowers; he is not the one supposed to see your smile; he is not the one that is supposed to hold your hands and he is definitely not the one that is supposed to have the right to love you.
and yet, he still does all of those things. quietly. gently. shyly. in a way only he can — in a way only the closest bodyguard of yours can. in a way only dainsleif can.
because, that’s what he wants to feel like — only dainsleif, no one more and no one less. because with you, it finally feels enough. his heart does not ache as much as it usually does and the sword feels lighter in his hand.
yet it is not enough. because at the end of the day, he is the twilight sword and you are one of the khaenri’ah royal family’s heirs.
he would never be enough. not in this lifetime, at least.
#kamisato ayato x you#kamisato ayato x reader#ayato x reader#ayato angst#kaedehara kazuha x reader#kazuha x you#kazuha angst#dainsleif x reader#dainsleif x you#dainsleif angst#genshin x you#genshin x reader#genshin angst#ganyuslily.writes#idolteyvat
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FLUSTERED.
you can’t believe how easy it is for him to fluster you (you’re just gonna blame it on the fact it’s your first meeting with him).
pairing: ayato/gender neutral reader
category/warnings: arranged marriage, first meeting, fluff ig, ayato is hot, ayato has long hair, ayato is taller than the reader, ayato kisses the reader on their hand and the reader is nervous throughout the whole fic ure welcome
note: anyways please wish me luck on my history test today i really dont want to retake it bro
nervous. that’s the word that best describes the state that you’re in right now. nervous and a little bit excited.
you’ve heard stories about kamisato ayato — a lot of them, to be precise. who didn’t? the head of the kamisato clan, the yashiro commissioner, the leader of the shuumatsuban; yes, you’ve heard stories of him but never met him in person. and that is precisely why you’re nervous — because you’re supposed to soon marry someone you didn’t meet before. and now that you’re waiting for him, you start wondering how have you never meet him yet considering you’re so close with ayaka?
“don’t worry,” she tries to make you less nervous. admittedly, she fails but you don’t have the heart to tell her that. “oh, you see? there he is!” she whispers in your ear and gestures in front of you.
and there he is indeed. walking in your direction, with his head held up high and a confident walk.
you get more and more nervous with every step he takes and so when he finally stands in front of you, you forget how you’re supposed to act.
“hello, it is a pleasure to meet you,” he says and his voice is smooth and rich; it reminds you of honey. he has a curious glint in his eye. “hello, sister,” he adds while smiling at ayaka, to which she nods at him.
you three stand in silence for a good minute, with your friend’s brother’s eyes never leaving your figure. the girl is the one to break the silence first.
“i’m going to leave you to it,” she says and quickly bids the two of you goodbye.
it’s going to go great!, she mouths while backing away.
now that you’re left alone, you look at the man in front of you more closely. he’s attractive. oh archons, he’s extremely attractive. and he’s tall, overwhelmingly so; his figure seems to loom over yours and you feel oh so small. his hair is tied up in a high ponytail with two strands adorning his face from both sides — he’s a handsome man. he’s a very handsome man and he’s looking at you so intensely you want to disappear.
“hello,” you answer. your voice is visibly nervous and you curse yourself for it.
“may i?” he asks while gesturing to take your hand. you allow him, lifting it in his direction yourself. he delicately takes it in his own and brings it up to his lips — and you suddenly feel like you can’t breathe and you feel your cheeks heat up. he kisses your knuckles while never breaking the eye contact and you’re so caught up in the act of what is happening that you forget how close and how intimate the position you are in is.
“i have a feeling we’re going to get along quite well,” he says, his voice barely above a whisper, not letting your hand out of his hold. his eyes are piercing and you have to look away. you try to calm down your beating heart — damn it, why were you so easy to fluster?
kamisato ayato is gonna be the end of you.
#ayato x you#ayato x reader#ayato x y/n#kamisato ayato#ayato genshin impact#genshin ayato#ayato fluff#genshin x reader#genshin fluff#ganyuslily.writes
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HUMAN.
in moments like this, he feels human again. and what a beautiful thing it is, to feel human.
pairing: vampire!diluc/gender neutral reader
category/warnings: idk bro tension, jealousy¿, established relationship, i have never once in my life read a vampire book
note: @xiaophobic hehe
diluc ragnvindr is a composed man.
yet, the sheer intimacy of the situation the both of you are in right now fills you with a weird sense of want. you can’t deny that it is also quite vulnerable; the way he’s holding you as if he’s scared of letting you go.
“diluc,” you mutter out gently, bringing your hands up to his hair to gently pat him. he’s hiding his face in the crook of your neck and his breath and hair tickles you lightly. “diluc,” you try again.
“hm?”
“you know i’m not leaving you, right?” you ask but he doesn’t answer. he only moves slightly, restabilizing his hold on your body and looking you in the eyes. shyly, unsurely. in a way he never looks at anyone else. in a way that makes him bare himself in front of you, showing you what’s underneath the exterior.
diluc ragnvindr is a composed man.
there is no point in denying that and yet, there is something swirling in his pupils, something making him look different that usual. and you understand what it is, better than anyone else.
it’s a need.
diluc ragnvindr feels a need and it is not something that happens often. it is not often that he finally lets go of his walls and lets you see this side of him.
you bare your neck for him. you can do it, you’re telling him, please do it.
“i don’t want to hurt you.”
“you’ll never hurt me. i trust you.”
he swallows, yet he doesn’t move even by an inch; you see the way his pupils dilate and the way he closes his eyes to collect himself. you feel the way he pulls you closer to himself, feel the way your chest is now touching his. there is no space between the two of you, with the way you’re nestled in his lap, his hands on your hips and your in his hair.
diluc ragnvindr is a composed man.
“you make me want to be selfish,” he says, his voice barely above a whisper.
“then be. i’ll give you everything i can. i’ll give you all of me,” you push his mouth closer to your skin.
his breath hitches and his grip on your hips strengthens. not enough to hurt and not enough to leave bruises; no, he’d never do that, no matter the situation — he’d never hurt you. but it’s enough to tell you that he wants you. he wants you and he wants you bad.
and so when you feel his fangs grazing your skin, gently nibbling at it before finally breaking it, you only pull on his hair. not daring to move. not daring to even make a sound. all that comes out of you are heavy breaths as he finally detaches his mouth from your neck and licks the bite marks. and so when he moves and kisses you on your lips, you only let out a satisfied sigh.
diluc ragnvindr is a composed man.
but when he kisses you, he kisses you as if this was his first and last kiss at the same time. he holds you with a hint of possessiveness and a want to be close, to feel, to touch you.
he kisses you as if he was falling apart, holding you so close that he doesn’t know where he ends and you start.
in the moments like this, he’s anything but composed. he’s greedy, his lips smeared with your blood and the taste of it being left on your tongue, his eyes intensely red and dark but also soft and vulnerable.
your breathing is uneven and you’re feeling as if your whole body is singing. it’s singing and thrumming with need and love and the man in front of you is the musician. the one playing it like an instrument, the one that treats you as his muse. the one that treats you as a saint when he is no one but a mere sinner begging for salvation.
diluc ragnvindr is a composed man.
but not in moments like this. in moments like this, he feels human again. and what a beautiful thing it is, to feel human.
#pov ur bf turns out to be a vampire what you doin?#diluc x reader#diluc x you#diluc fluff#genshin diluc#diluc genshin impact#genshin x reader#genshin x you#genshin fluff#genshin impact#ganyuslily.writes
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i want to spend my days doing horribly mundane things with you.
hi mom— what? no, we’re not dating? not to even say we’re married? i would tell you if i was ever even planning on doing that!
characters: childe, kazuha, thoma, scaramouche
category/warnings: fluff, modern!au, headcanons, idk man im trying
note: i took way too many uquizes in the span of the last two days so. here goes nothing (also amazing how they kind of healed me from my writers block?)
couch — childe
the both of you are on your couch. our couch, he corrects you and you only nod, not letting the smile sneak onto your face. you still refuse to give him the satisfaction of admitting that maybe, just maybe, you wouldn’t be so opposed of him becoming a more stable part of your life. that maybe, just maybe, there are butterflies in your stomach every time he even but gently smiles at you. that maybe your mom already knows almost everything about him despite meeting him only a couple of times. that maybe, you’d hate to let him go and slip away from your grasp. no, you’d rather die than do that.
you’re going to be the end of me, truly.
waking up at 2pm — kazuha
you don’t know what time it is; you don’t bother getting out of the bed and opening your curtains. you feel his warm body against yours and it makes you feel safe — his hands are loosely wrapped against your waist and his legs intertwined with yours. his hair is spilled all over his pillow and the braid he braided himself before falling asleep is nowhere to be found; it has seemed to fallen apart during the night. his breathing is even, falling into sync with yours. the light is dimmed, the hanging fabric making it almost impossible for the sun rays to come through. it is not comfortable, not really; but at the same time, it’s the most comfortable thing in the world.
oh, did i wake you up? sorry.
grocery store — thoma
you don’t want to be here and you know he doesn’t really want to be here either. you’re tired and he’s too, yet he grabs the cart and pushes it forward. you move after him, grabbing the items you need. you yawn and he does too, shortly after you. the lights are making weird noises and the cashier seems to be even more drained out of life than the both of you. the beeping of the products getting scanned is heard in the whole store when you finally go to pay. it’s only the three of you here; you bid the woman a sleepy goodbye and head back home. you didn’t say almost anything, yet it doesn’t matter.
come on, tomorrow i’ll make you your favorite meal — and that’s a promise.
walking from a bus stop — scaramouche
you’re walking rhythmically, an umbrella over your heads and raindrops hitting the ground. the road next to the pavement is busy with cars; it’s loud, but also quiet at the same time. you don’t say anything when his arms brush against yours, his bare skin making contact with yours. you pretend you don’t see him blushing and he pretends he doesn’t see your eyes fixated on him. the rain is still pouring hard, yet you don’t pay any mind to it. you feel content, and oh, what a beautiful thing it is, to feel content.
hurry up, i wouldn’t want you to catch a cold.
#childe x reader#childe x you#genshin childe#childe fluff#kazuha x reader#kazuha x you#kazuha genshin#kazuha fluff#thoma x reader#thoma x you#thoma genshin#thoma fluff#scaramouche x reader#scaramouche x you#genshin scaramouche#scaramouche fluff#genshin x reader#genshin fluff#ganyuslily.writes
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WRECK MY PLANS.
at the end of the day, he’s yours. and you wouldn’t change it for anything else.
pairing: arataki itto/gender neutral reader (romantic)
category/warnings: fluff, modern!au, established relationship, itto tries to be romantic and the reader is not impressed
note: alternatively, you swear if you didn’t love him as much as you do, you’d slap him already ;; @xiaophobic come get your man
“what do you think you’re doing?”
“well… how does it look like, sweetheart?” itto answers you with a question, a charming smile on his lips, and the only thing you can bring yourself to do it sigh reluctantly.
“you know you can knock, right? it’s not like it’s extremely late.”
it all seems kind of surreal to you, but anything when it came to him seemed this way. all you could do is slowly get used to it, which didn’t mean every time it happened you’d be any less surprised.
arataki itto, in other words also called your boyfriend or, how he liked to call himself, your sun, moon and every star in the galaxy, was standing on the ladder next to your window and talking to you. it looked a little bit funny, like a scene from a movie, but all you could focus on was the fact that you were scared he was going to fall at any moment. it’s not as if the tree was extremely far from your room or much above the ground, but you still can’t comprehend as to why he couldn’t just knock. or at least, throw something into your window, if he wanted to be a little bit dramatic.
“i’m trying to be romantic here and that’s how you react?” he pouts.
“you are romantic enough,” you assure him, reaching out your hand to put some stray hair behind his ear. “i told you you don’t need to do anything grand and i’ll still adore you,” you place your hand on his cheek and he leans into it. the way he’s looking at you with so much adoration makes it hard for you to keep the eye contact.
on one hand, the weather is not that cold and that is a blessing, because otherwise you’d feel cold standing in front of an open window. on the other hand, there is nothing you can blame your growing blush on other than yourself. all you can do is hope itto doesn’t notice it — and it looks like he didn’t, with the way he’s looking at you as if you put the stars in the sky.
“but—”
“there are no buts, that is the truth. but now, for archons sake, please get down and knock on the door. my parents absolutely adore you and it’s not like they’d tell you to go home.”
“but—!”
“i’ll give you a kiss if you do it,” you add before he even can attempt to start and argue with you.
and it seemed to work like a magic spell.
“i’m holding you to it! consider it done, my love!” he says while stumbling down to try and reach the ground as fast as he can. you stifle your laugh as you watch him clumsily pick up the ladder and quickly go towards the front door.
“mhm.”
maybe he was kind of confusing sometimes, with the way he always tried to surprise you with something new, but he was yours. and that was all that mattered.
#arataki itto x reader#arataki itto x you#arataki itto fluff#arataki itto#arataki itto genshin impact#genshin arataki itto#genshin impact fluff#genshin fluff#genshin x reader#ganyuslily.writes
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EVIL.
you’re rotten — rotten to the bone, your morals stained and twisted, personally handpicked and crafted by the tsaritsa. and yet, kamisato ayato is not one to back down from a challenge; even if it could kill him in the process.
(and maybe kissing someone you just threatened to kill was not the best idea.)
ayato/gn!reader
category/warnings: tension woo, fatui!reader, reader has…. dubious morals but who doesn’t am i right folks, one (1) kiss or something similar to it at least, swearing, knives, ayato is addressed as “sir” sarcastically, suggestive ? maybe ?
note: reader was supposed to be fem but then didn’t turn out to be fem so. here ya go hope u enjoy (and please reblog)
kamisato ayato is a liar.
it is a fact that you learned a long time ago; before you even met him eye to eye, face to face. but even though kamisato ayato may be a liar, he is not evil — and perhaps, that is the biggest difference between the two of you. because when kamisato ayato was someone that had his hands in politics and that might somehow make his half-truths and lies redeemable, your actions could not be so easily excused.
because when kamisato ayato met the public, he was nothing but charming; nothing but a composed gentleman, one that has a slight mischievous air around him — but it was something that was easily forgiven, because he was him. because he was no one else than kamisato ayato.
and you have to admit, every time you see him lie, it makes you excited. it thrills you — to see his brow furrow slightly, to see his eyes drift away for a second, to see his mouth twitch when he puts on his oh so well trained smile. it makes your adrenaline rush because kamisato ayato can lie as much as he wants to, but he’ll never be able to fool you (and perhaps, he knows it too; and perhaps, that’s why his pupils widen every time he sees you).
“has anyone ever told you you’re not so smooth in your lies as you think you are, sir?”
you’re supposed to be here on official business; la signora failed her mission and you desperately craved the fun that came from messing with high ranked officials. and so it only seemed natural to have you sent to inazuma after the balladeer betrayed the fatui and tartaglia didn’t find any information here either.
as far as you’re concerned, you’re doing your job phenomenally; at least the messing with high ranked officials part — not that the tsaritsa would mind. you know she wouldn’t mind, not when you were one of her best, specifically handpicked soldiers.
“has anyone told you you’re not welcome here, fatui?” he answers back and you pout in a sign of hurt, putting your hand on your chest as if his words stabbed you.
“now, now, i thought we were on good terms, no? oh, come on now— i admit, maybe getting rid of a great deal of watatsumi island’s soldiers was not the best thing to do, and not to add the whole making-the-conflict-between-the-shogun-and-the-resistance-last-longer-than-it-should for our benefit wasn’t made in best taste, but it’s all in the past now!” you tell him cheerily, your voice as light as if you were talking about the weather.
it makes kamisato ayato clench the hands laying on his thigs and the only reaction it gets from you is a laugh.
you’re sitting on the edge of his desk, definitely way too close to him for it to be considered appropriate, and yet you don’t see it anyways. the lines became blurred in your mind a long time ago, way too long ago for you to even attempt to recall what was in your mind before the fatui. you suddenly take out a weapon, one that you definitely should not have, not after the rigorous search you went through before even getting let into his office. the commissioner doesn’t even flinch when he notices it though, way too used to it happening almost every time you visit him — and so you spin it around in your hand, looking at him.
“has anyone told you you’re so much better when you don’t talk? you have such a pretty face and then boom!— you speak and suddenly it’s ruined,” you sigh with fake disappointment, observing the way he sits.
he’s not stressed or angry, any signs he showed before gone, sitting relaxed and peaceful yet again. his face is devoid of any emotions and you don’t like it. it annoys you, the way he thinks he’s in control, the way he carries himself and the way he looks at you.
“has your god assigned you a higher position yet?,” he backfires, “or are you still like a loyal dog, doing all the work for her while still not even being a harbinger? that makes me wonder, is she perhaps… that weak?”
and he doesn’t even manage to finish his sentence, because in a blink of an eye you move and your knife is pressed against his throat.
“you can talk down on me as much as you like, but the moment you say anything bad about her majesty you’re going to be dead — damned the relationships and contracts.”
you never break the eye contact and it feels as if the time froze, as if there was nothing else than you and him, nothing else that matters other than the fact you could smell the hinoki tree off of him and the touch of your skin on his skin.
“consider this your first and final warning,” you add happily a couple seconds later, yet you don’t make any further moves. you simply stay in the position you are.
(if kamisato ayato is a liar, you’re an even bigger one — because as much as you tell yourself you don’t like him in the slightest, your actions tell a different thing.)
“you’re evil,” the man in front of you says, a smile threatening to spread on his face. you move your weapon and so his chin is lifted up with the tilt of your knife.
you’re rotten — rotten to the bone, your morals stained and twisted, personally made and crafted by the tsaritsa. and yet, kamisato ayato is not one to back down from a challenge; even if it could kill him in the process.
“perhaps i am. but it makes it all the more fun, doesn’t it?”
(maybe kissing someone you just threatened to kill was not the best idea. maybe kissing someone that just insulted your god was a stupid move — but you don’t care. consequences be damned, because the knife on his throat makes the adrenaline rush through you and kamisato ayato’s lips are much softer than you imagined them to be.)
#ayato x reader#ayato x you#kamisato ayato x reader#kamisato ayato x you#kamisato ayato fluff#ayato fluff#genshin x reader#genshin x you#genshin fluff#ganyuslily.writes
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HOW TO UNLOVE — A QUICK GUIDE BY K. KAZUHA.
to try and mend a broken heart is quite a challenge — but don’t fear. time heals all wounds; or at least, that’s what they like to say. and there is some comfort in that, no?
k. kazuha / gender neutral reader.
bittersweet, falling out of love trope ig?, reader was kazuhas first love, blood?? descriptions of getting a heart torn out of ur chest and eaten (this sounds really bad but its not that graphic)
from the author: surprise im actually alive and can still write!! (crowd cheers) sorry for not doing it for a month itll probably happen again
(step 1. try and forget.)
if someone had told kaedehara kazuha that he’d be sitting today with a broken heart, he would not believe them in the slightest. and if someone told them you’d be the reason for that heartbreak? he’d laugh. you? you, the beautiful you, would be the one to rip the heart out of his chest? the one to devour it and leave him without it, his chest torn apart and bleeding? standing in front of him, your teeth bloodied and his pulsating heart in your hands (still cradling it with love)?
impossible.
maybe he’s naive — in a way only people in love can be. because he’s still in love (just a little bit, he tells himself. just a little bit, even though in reality he’s terribly in love, still).
(step 2. fail the previous step.)
heartbreaks hurt like a bitch. definitely hurt more than they tell you they do, and they definitely mess with your self-image. at least it did with kazuha. although he’d describe himself as a poet, one that observes the world and writes, writes and writes all that he sees around him, one that always has descriptions for everything, now he wouldn’t call himself one. it seems as if he’s run out of words to use, none of them fitting the feeling overwhelming him like a tide and taking him with it to the dark depths of his own thoughts and doubts (what if?).
perhaps it was because you moved on so quick. and it took him months of trying to forget your favorite food, favorite flower, for his heart not to ache while walking by all the stalls you used to share conversations at. maybe you didn’t move on that quick; maybe it took you a long time too, yet you started the process much earlier. and you never told him you were falling out of love (and that’s the only thing kazuha can’t forgive you for).
(step 3. learn and grow.)
it’s weird, kazuha thinks. it’s as if he’s mourning not only the relationship but also the possible future; all the possibilities and all the images of you. it’s as if he has to bury all those things in a grave and deal with them as if it was someone that passed. someone that was supposed to be mourned — and he’d stand over that grave, day and night, in summer and rain, alone. waiting for it to somehow come back.
k. kazuha is definitely not an expert when it comes to dealing with heartbreaks — that’s for sure. all he’s learned is that no matter how hard he’ll try to forget you, he won’t be able to. and so he won’t rush — he’ll try to give himself time. good things come and go; and that is more than okay. you’ll stay as a memory, embraced in gold in his mind.
(perhaps we will meet again. farewell, and see you in another lifetime.)
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COULD I TOO, STAY ETERNAL, IN YOUR HEART?
kujou sara is selfless. and you? you selfishly hope, that if you told her to abandon the shogun for you, she would.
kujou sara/gender neutral reader
category/warnings: bittersweet, how did i make this into… well, this i truly do not know this was a SIMPLE PROMPT, post-archon quest, the uh relationship is probably not the best
note: for @xiaosmoon valentines event!! the prompt was “wiping your mouth with a kiss”!! i kind of. hurt myself with this one ngl
it starts like this;
kujou sara has never tried dango milk before.
perhaps it is because of her aversion to sweets and her being so strict with herself and every single aspect of her life — so she can always stay at the top condition, to always be ready, to never waver, to never quiver. perhaps it is simply because she also never has the time to eat them, you’re not sure. but you decide that she has to try it and she complies.
(and you know she didn’t comply because you told her you really wanted her to, no, you know she only complied to this idea after you mentioned the shogun is very fond of sweet things, especially dango and dango milk. and the way she immediately changed her stance felt like a slap in the face. because you felt as if you were always the second choice — because the raiden shogun and her ideals would always be first and most important to her.)
and so you drag her out to inazuma city, on a nice sunday morning, at exactly 6:55 am. there aren’t a lot of people out yet but the sun is already hanging high up in the sky. it seemed that after the latest events, everything was as if a little bit lazier, a little bit calmer, a little bit more… eternal, ironically. it’s not as if the shogun has abandoned her goal, the general tells you, she just halted in her actions, for now. we need to replan what to do. eternity is still her— our goal.
it continues on like this;
with kujou sara trying the dango milk and surprisingly liking it.
you bid the seller goodbye and you take a walk around the city — slowly and peacefully, with birds chirping above and people slowly waking. with kujou sara, it’s a rarity; for her to be so calm, to not rush anywhere, to not feel the need to train — to get better, stronger, quicker. you grab a cake from another street vendor. it’s sweet, overwhelmingly so, in a way only cakes sold from outside vendors can be, and you fear she’ll decline it. but she doesn’t. she takes it, although with visible hesitation.
and so, she tastes it (and you know it’s only because it’s marketed as the raiden shogun’s favorite). i like it, she says, surprise evident in her voice. you only smile and continue eating your piece, while she enthusiastically digs into hers. it’s so not-like her, but you welcome this side of her nonetheless and continue walking.
it ends like this;
with kujou sara’s lips on yours, gently wiping the cake remains off of them with her own.
it’s quick and short and sweet, oh so sweet, but somehow still not enough. she kisses you in a way only sara can — not the general of the tenryou commission, not the tengu warrior, not the daughter of the kujou clan — just sara. and your breath hitches and you think your eyes are about to tear up, because she looks so beautiful; with the sun gently grazing her skin, her golden eyes and her black hair. she looks like this is where she belongs, next to the statue of the omnipresent god, next to the statue of her god, her leader, her everything.
and so the words get stuck just at the tip of your tongue, threatening to spill. there is a lump in your throat, because kujou sara looks eternal and if she is the believer and enforcer of the raiden shogun’s will, you are no one. no one, because you feel that if she’d have to choose between you and the shogun, she wouldn’t chose you.
if you asked her, would she abandon the shogun for you?
you know the answer would be no.
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