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mrpenguinpants · 1 year

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Please go out with me for tax benefits!

— When you randomly pointed to a handsome man and declared him to be your boyfriend, you didn't think it would get this out of hand. You just wanted a couples discount!

— Alhaitham, Ayato, and Kazuha

-> Part 2: Overdue Bills [Masterlist]

This was originally written for my upcoming "Help me break my engagement by marrying me instead." fic but I got carried away and it became too plot-heavy. So I made a new one. Most of these have nothing to do with money, I just thought the title was funny.

Alhaitham

You blame Kaveh for this. This is entirely his fault and you will not be convinced otherwise. If he hadn't opened his big mouth to Alhaitham about the fact you've been spouting that he was your boyfriend, then you wouldn't be in this mess. It wasn't even that serious, it's not like you were actually emotionally invested with the man and this was all a delusional dream. You barely knew the guy aside from the multiple rumors about him in the first place. You just needed to access some limited-edition books for your thesis and his name happened to be the easiest way to get ahold of them. Sure, you may be lying to authority for the better half of a year about your relationship with the scribe, but it's not your fault they didn't ask questions. If you happened to threaten to tell your very scary and very influential "boyfriend" about this "mistreatment", that's just a byproduct if anything. But now you have a very irritated silver-haired man crowding into your personal space asking why the hell you're announcing to the world that you're both in a relationship. It's creepy. He called you creepy. Is this where you roll over and die in shame?

You swear you didn't think it would get this out of hand. You just happened to spot him in the background while the librarian was giving you a hard time and your dumb brain-to-mouth filter was taking a break that day. So you just blurted that you were Alhaitham's partner and that he would be very upset to hear that you were being treated this way. It's not completely far-fetched, Alhaitham seems like a very, very, private person and on the off chance you were telling the truth? Well, the poor librarian didn't want to lose her job. Besides, it's not like you were planning on doing anything illegal and you don't think you're the absolute worst person to be fake-dating.

By some stroke of luck, or maybe he felt too much pity for you, Alhaitham decides to cut you a deal rather than get you kicked out of the Akademiya. He gets multiple love letters, confessions, and heart-eyed individuals trailing after him all the time. Frankly, he's getting tired of it and since you've already taken the liberty, he won't say anything if you don't say anything. Though he makes it clear that if you ever do anything embarrassing, you're taking the fall and he's going to pretend he doesn't know you. A bit harsh but that's only a safety net. Plus it's not like you actually want to date him so he wouldn't have any commitments. The added bonus is that since he's well-known for having a...rough personality, you don't need to act affectionately with the man or go the extra mile. As long as you have each other's backing, you'll get to check out any textbook you want for free and he gets to be left alone. So for both your benefits, to the rest of the Akademiya you and him are a couple.

You should have known this deal was way too good to be true. As soon as people hear that Alhaitham acknowledges that you're his partner, they're on you like rabid fungi. In comparison to the scribe, you're far easier to prod and poke for any gossip and your quiet day-to-day life is suddenly thrown into the wind. Multiple people a day come to bother you about what it's like to date the moody man. It gets to a point where you have to actually dress incognito just to go and get some coffee. Seriously, didn't people have deadlines and exams to prepare for then to hound you down to talk about your fake love life? Alhaitham is no help either, only shrugging off your complaints and telling you that this is what you agreed to.

He's a horrible partner, fake or not. This isn't your storybook romance where he suddenly falls in love with you, he straight up ignores you sometimes! If anything, this entire situation has stopped you from feeling intimidated by him. Before you wouldn't dare approach him, his appearance and body were enough for you to shy away. You're impulsive, not blind. Alhaitham is drop-dead gorgeous but now that you've reached such an absurd situation it stops intimidating you. You begin to regularly pester the man because you know that even though you're both not actually dating, it would look really bad if he shunned you constantly.

He actually doesn't mind you. Unlike Kaveh or anyone else who interacts with him, you know how to be quiet and independent. Most of the time you both sit in silence, the only noise between the two of you being the flipping of pages and the scratching of ink against paper. If you ever do speak, it's always with a purpose. It's just a bonus that while everyone stares at your table, no one ever approaches. If they need to speak with him, they see your body right next to him and they decide to come back at a later time when he's alone.

Over time, he finds himself seeking you out instead of the other way around. He's come to find your presence comforting and it's the only time when he can actually sit down and read. Being an observant person, he starts to notice your little habits. For one, touch seems to be how you interact with others. You always bump elbows whenever you greet him, pinching his half coat whenever you want to drag him to see whatever captured your attention, and nudging his arm with your hand whenever you need him to bend down so you can whisper something into his ear. He's honestly surprised and concerned that he doesn't push you away with your skinship. If it were anyone else, he would have sent them a sharp glare and pushed him off but he doesn't for you.

All things must come to an end eventually and you've finally finished writing the last sentences for your thesis. Your pat on the back is the firm shut of a book as a deep sigh escapes your lips. Tired but relieved. The goodbye is uneventful, you simply tell him that you don't need him to pretend to be your boyfriend and he's free to live out the single life. He just nods and with that, you're gone.

No one says anything when they notice that Alhaithem sits at a table alone for the nth time that week. There are a few whispers back and forth about how you either got fed up with this attitude or he realized that he was way out of your league. Either way, everyone assumes you and Alhaithem are no longer together and his routine before you arrived settles back in. Yet, he feels off. He refuses to call it longing, you both were hardly affectionate in the first place, but he feels a bit lonely without your presence beside him. it's been plaguing his mind ever since you packed your things and left. He's hardly been able to concentrate on his book, rereading the same sentence for the fourth time before snapping it shut. Letting out a deep sigh, he runs a hand through his hair before setting it against his closed eyes. What's gotten into him?

"Is this seat taken?"

His eyes shoot open, turning around to see you with an armful of books looking expectantly at him. You look nervous and he can't lie to himself that he doesn't find that just the slightest bit endearing. He can tell that you're struggling to carry all of them from the slight shake in your hands.

"I thought our deal was over?" he says this but he gets up anyways to take the books out of your hands and places them on the table. You just roll your eyes at him because of course that's what he would say first and push forward. You're probably the only one who would act so brazenly in front of him besides Kaveh but he doesn't find it irritating when you do it.

"What? So I need to be in a relationship with you just to sit at a table? I know your ego is big but not thattt big," you stretch your words as you settle comfortably into your seat.

He wonders when he started thinking of that specific chair as yours.

"No. I suppose not," he says with an exasperated smile as he sits back down. You beam back at him as you shuffle your chair closer to him as you open your textbook, your fingertips gave that familiar tug for him to lean in closer.

"Good, because I need some help with this section. I have no idea what the hell "bloom" is."

Ayato

Although Valentine's day was mostly celebrated in Mondstadt and Sumeru, Inazuma still liked to dabble in the festivities during the day of love. Various couples' discounts on tricolored Dango or limited edition books from the Yae Publishing House. There was one popular series in particular that was having a huge discount to celebrate the holiday and even though you weren't in the market for a partner, you weren't going to pass up on such a steal. Only for your excitement to fall flat when the lady informed you that the discount was for couples only.

You can't believe this. You just stood in line for hours only for them to tell you this now? What kind of shady place was this? Of course, they didn't advertise the specifics of this sale, they knew this book was popular. People waiting in line wouldn't just walk away once they found out and they would end up paying full price! Well, two can play this game. You randomly gesture off to the side, saying that your boyfriend was just standing off to the side because he wanted to grab some refreshments. You aren't really looking where you're pointing, too busy digging through your pouch and counting your coins of mora before a sharp gasp stops you. The lady quickly bows and beams at you with a mega-watt customer service smile. She hands the book to you free of charge while profusely thanking you for your patronage. You look off to the side but you don't see anyone, but you weren't going to say no, so you shrug and take it. A free book is a free book.

To be fair, you were making it really easy for the Archons to mess with you. You hear whispers around you that you can't make out, anytime you glance at passing people, they quickly bow and shuffle along. You have a horrible sinking feeling forming in the pit of your stomach and you quickly rush home so you can avoid whatever the hell you just caused. Unfortunately, word travels fast in Inazuma, and every shop you pass by you're being confronted left and right with sales pitches and gifts of appreciation for your partner's hard work. All of which you decline, half of it because you're not actually in a relationship and the other half because you have no interest in their gifts. But you've already dug yourself this far in your grave so you just give a hasty no thank you as you try and dodge everyone who looks at you with that glimmer in their eyes. Who did you point at to receive this much praise?

Ayato is greatly confused when people approach him to congratulate him on his engagement. He wasn't planning on getting married any time soon, his duties as the Yashiro Commissioner taking up most of this time. Did the elders set someone up for him without informing him first? He's curious about who his mystery person is but everyone he asks doesn't seem to know where they went. Apparently, his fiancee is shy but humble, declining gifts from various shopkeepers no matter how expensive they are.

That's until one of the children points in your direction and his eyes slide over to you who looks just as confused as him. He's never seen you in his life and you don't look like anyone from a significant clan. He gets clued in that you boldly announced your relationship with him when you were checking out a specific book meant for couples only. Ah, he's starting to understand now. He offers a piece of candy for the helpful information as he makes his way over to you. His mysterious fiancee.

As soon as the man in front of you says Lord Kamisato's name, the uneasy weight in your stomach drops. You quickly spin on your heel to see the pale blue hair and amused light purple eyes. Oh. Oh, Archon's above, please, out of everyone you could have pointed to, please don't make it be the Yashiro Commissioner. You're about to burn this book into ashes and do a ceremony to banish whatever youkai were stored within the pages if you manage to make it out of this alive.

If Ayato was upset about this situation he's found himself in, it would be immediately wiped away because you look like you're about to collapse. He's trying his best to not laugh at your torment right in front of you, but the mix of emotions that's so openly displayed on your face is making it hard. It's obvious that you didn't mean for this to happen, you've just tripped and fallen into a web of misunderstandings. Too entangled to explain yourself without making a fool out of yourself.

If looks could kill, this storekeeper would be dead on the floor twice over. This man calls out to the Yashiro Commissioner, and just to add salt to the wound, proudly congratulates him on his engagement with you. You said nothing about an engagement, you're far too young to be thinking about that thank you very much. But Ayato just nods along with that ever-pleasant smile without bothering to correct the situation. You're not sure if you should be thankful or not. He might be planning your murder in his mind so you stay silent as well.

When Ayato's gaze shifts to you, you do what any creature does when they're in danger and there's nowhere to run. You hide. You automatically raise your book to cover your face so you don't need to look at the source of your embarrassment. Although it does nothing to hide just how red your face is, you don't see him and that's good enough for you. But this also means you don't see the questioning glance the storekeeper shoots Ayato about your behavior, to which Ayato gives a pleasant smile and waves a hand to dismiss the situation.

"Please excuse my fiancee, we didn't mean to announce our engagement so early," Ayato muses, and the storekeeper nods in understanding while you bring your book down low enough to peer over the edges of the pages. Is...is he covering for you? He looks down expectantly at you but when you don't move, he awkwardly coughs into his fist and tilts his head toward the shopkeeper.

"A-Ah yes, that's right! It was a slip of the tongue and I hadn't realized I said it out loud. Please excuse my behavior," you bow and you can hear Ayato turning his head to snort into his hand. This is awful. You think you would prefer if he just outted you so you didn't need to show the world how awful your acting skills are. This is why you read plays, not star in them. But the shopkeeper nods in understanding, apologizing for saying your engagement so loud for others to hear before you're leaving with Ayato's arm wrapped around your waist.

"I'm deeply sorry. There was a discount for couples only and I just pointed in a random direction and it just happened to land on you. I swear I didn't mean to start any of this," you quickly rush out as you bow before Ayato as soon as you're out of sight from the public eye. He still has that annoying look in his eyes but you're completely at his mercy right now. The smug bastard definitely knows that.

"It's no trouble at all. I found the situation quite entertaining," he chuckles before looking you up and down. Okay...a tiny bit weird but you suppose your actions are worse. There's a long silence between the two of you as if he's pondering something and you've had enough of today's events.

"Um...well if that's everything I'll be getting out of your hair. Please enjoy the rest of your day Lord Kamisato," you mumble as you turn to leave but his hand hooks onto the back of your kimono and drags you right back.

"Ah, ah. It would make a bad impression if my fiancee suddenly left me on Valentine's Day. Oh and please, call me Ayato," he smiles that same polite smile but his eyes tell a different story entirely. His smile even widens at how hard you're biting your lip as you match his with a strained one. For Archon's sake, you just wanted to buy a book, how did you get into this mess?!

Kazuha

As soon as Inazuma's borders reopened, you were jumping on the fastest ship back to Liyue. You even got extra lucky that your good friend Beidou happened to be on the pier and offered you a well-deserved ride back to your home free of charge. You've been so homesick but unable to leave due to the regulation the Electro Archon placed, so to say that you were excited to finally go back was an understatement. Although the Crux Fleet was mainly an armed carrier delivering goods between places separated by sea, it did occasionally transport passengers if they paid enough. It only made sense that others would be like you and wish to return home as soon as possible. It's too bad that one of them happened to take one look at you and decide that you were born to be his.

It's an incredibly awkward affair. This wealthy businessman doesn't appear to mean any harm but he's incredibly dense with no sense of social awareness. Although you've politely declined his advances, he doesn't seem to stop. Even when Beidou herself threatens to throw the man overboard, he just keeps his distance and makes heart eyes at you. Unfortunately for you, Beidou can't actually throw him into the cruel watery depths no matter how much you plead with her. The man seems to be an important figure from Snezhnaya so she can't exactly treat him badly. Thus you spend most of your time ducking away and running away from your creepy admirer.

You're usually not so bold but the mix of overwhelming homesickness and just wanting to get this journey over and done with, all of it compels you to act rashly. If your new admirer can't take a simple no then you'll find a different way and show him you're off limits. You've seen the man who sits on the crow's nest, you believe Beidou said his name was Kazuha, whose been a part of her crew for a while now. You've only made passing small talk with each other and he seems like a nice person, at least you hope so. Because as soon as his feet touch the ship's deck, you're throwing yourself at him. You have to give him credit, he has lightning-fast reflexes and is a lot stronger than his demeanor expresses since he manages to catch you and stop you both from sprawling across the floor.

You make a show of throwing your arms around him and whining about how he doesn't spend enough time with poor dear you. You can tell he's infinitely confused so you lean in and whisper into his ear about your creepy stalker who can't take a no. Your eyes desperately plead with him to play along with you, just until the ship reaches Liyue Harbour. It only takes Kazuha to look over your shoulder and lock gazes with said "stalker" before he's turning to you with the most tender smile on his lips and a soft apology for being neglectful. A promise to spend more quality time to make up for his behavior. You swear that should have been an omen because you feel your heart stop for a second right then and there.

It's not completely out there. As the lookout, he would have to stay up in the crow's nest most of the day, and given how soft spoken Kazuha normally is, he doesn't look like the confrontational type. But he does make good on his fake promise and you find yourself spending most of your time in the crow's nest with Kazuha rather than ducking into the shadows of the lower deck. Kazuha is a relaxing presence and you can understand why he stays up here rather than with the rest of the crew. The gentle sea breeze brushes through your hair and it's so peaceful all the way up in the sky. You're almost jealous that he has an anemo vision because you think you'd love to stay in the winds forever.

He's also a gentleman through and through. You're not entirely sure if he's just pretending alongside you or if that's just how he normally acts. You think both options are equally plausible and endearing. At some point, you forget that you're supposed to be doing this for show to keep a creepy man away from you and you genuinely start to seek him out. It's during one night when you watch Kazuha whistle a tune through a leaf that you realize just how deep you're in. Now your position is reversed and you start to feel like the creepy heart-eyed stalker. It's something that you must absolutely not let happen, not on your watch.

Your sudden distance from Kazuha leaves him a bit hurt. He knows that this originally started as an act but he felt that you and him were getting close to each other without any ulterior motives. That all your talks of your dreams and aspiration were real and meaningful. But now that you've suddenly pulled back, he question's if everything was made up in his head. It's not like you owe him anything, he decided to help you out from of his own volition. Beidou can only look at this scene painfully at her two idiotic friends pushing themselves away from each other because they can't sit down and talk it out.

She drags the two of you into a private room, her only warning to fix your emotional angst or she really will throw you both overboard. You both know she's entirely serious so you both obediently nod as she slams the door closed.

Beidou leans against the wooden crates with her head propped up with her arm. She should probably stop watching, she's being far too nosy with her friend's love life, but what kind of friend would she be if she wasn't? She hopes you both managed to talk it out and realize that you're both crushing hard on each other. She had been far too busy with Liyue fastly approaching to check in on your progress but from the looks of things, she thinks everything went well. With the red cheeks and your fingertips linked together, it's so cute that she wants to gag on her wine. Don't get her wrong, she's happy for you and Kazuha, but any more of this puppy love is going to send her into an early grave.

"You're not going to stay in Liyue?" she overhears you say. Huh? She honestly thought that Kazuha might pitch a tent and finally settle down with you but the small shake of his head and your fallen expression says otherwise. Damn, talk about a heartbreaker. But he gives you a soft expression, something really vulnerable, and his hand comes up to caress your cheek- and that's her cue to turn away. That's something that even she knows she shouldn't be watching. She instead takes another swig of her cup.

"Captain."

She looks up to see Kazuha standing beside her, the air of nature and sea breeze clinging to him wherever he goes. She politely doesn't bring up the charm clutched tightly in his hands.

"You sure about this kid?" Beidou asks, her eyes still trained on her empty cup of booze. She doesn't need to look to know that he's watching your back disappear into the crowd longingly.

"If I try to force something I know I'm not ready to finish, it would only lead to disaster. Right now isn't the right time. But I'm sure in the future, our paths will cross again," Kazuha nods to himself solemnly. This time Beidou does look at him before she shows a fond smile herself before she brings her arm back and slaps it against Kazuha's back. It's loud and hard enough to jolt him out of his temporary sadness.

"If you ever need a ride back to Liyue, just let me know. We'll get you there in no time lover boy," Beidou grins cheekily as Kazuha flushes a bright red. How cute, he can't even be honest with himself huh?

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jamimix · 5 months

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Lipstick # 4 💄

Imagine your genshin S/O making you try on lipsticks of different colors and shades and then making you kiss them on their face to see if it suits them too.

Kazuha (For my bestie who is currently getting ready for their thesis defense):

Sadly for him, you don't like wearing lipsticks. Meaning, you don't have any on hand that he can test with. And he's not about to be wasteful by buying so many just to be not used again.

Fortunately, with the help of a friend who somehow got 20 spare lipsticks that were only used once by his own partner, he was determined to do this with you.

But first, he got to find a way to convince you.

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Your Kazuha is drunk.

You looked at Venti blankly as he handed your boyfriend to you with a sheepish chuckle. Said boyfriend was quick to snuggle in your arms, preventing you from going after his friend.

"Well, he's all yours. Bye!" Venti didn't even give you a chance to scold him for getting your lightweight boyfriend drunk.

"My love..." Kazuha whined in your arms as you bring him inside, sitting him down on couch. Once you so so, he leans closer to your face, a whiff of sake greeting your nose, but it wasn't too strong as he probably got drunk from just a shot or two.

"I want kisses."

"Kisses?" You repeated, amused at how adorable he's being.

"Yes... here." He pointed at his cheek, hand swaying a bit.

You sighed, aware of how much of a simp you are for this man that you'd do it, before nodding. Leaning in, you tried to kiss him.

However, before your lips can touch his skin, he suddenly stopped, narrowing his eyes like he's thinking. Well, as much as a drunk person can think.

"No... no wait." He gently pushes you away before drunkly reaching under the coffee table, almost falling off the couch if it weren't for your hand quickly moving to make sure he doesn't.

Kazuha muttered a quick thank you before handing you a box half filled with lipsticks.

"What is this for...?" He merely sends you a look that has you sighing in defeat. You eyed the contents of the box before hesitantly choosing one of the lipsticks, a red one that is almost as red as the streak on Kazuha's hair.

You applied it on your lips, a bit slowly since you're not used to putting one on.

When you looked back to Kazuha, you see him watching you with a loving gaze that made you a bit flustered. Even when he's drunk, he always seek to find his way to your heart.

As his drunk mind finally realized that you're done applying it, he eagerly leaned his face closer to you. His cheek looking like a blank canvas, ready to be painted.

"Please?" He whispers with pout, making your heart clench at his cuteness. You calmed your raging heart first before giving him a sweet kiss on the cheek, leaving a kiss mark once you pulled away.

"There. Now can you-"

"More. Please, love." ...You should've expected this. But how can you refuse?

Another kiss.

"More..."

And another.

"More..more..more..." You had to reapply the same lipstick when noticed that the next marks are not as vivid.

It wasn't long before Kazuha passed from his drunknes. Still, you made sure that every inch of his face and neck is covered with red lipstick. It suits him.

You only stopped when you realized that there wouldn't be any of the lipstick left if you keep this up.

When you rummaged through the box Kazuha gave you, you frowned. None of it are like the current one that you've used.

"... I should buy more of this." You mutter under your breath, ignoring all the others, wanting only this one lone lipstick.

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After a few hours, Kazuha finally woke up, his head throbbing with hangover. You're not there with him, much to his confusion. But he's grateful for the water and hangover pills you left on the coffee table.

As he finished drinking the two, his eyes spots the box of lipstick, looking untouched, making a sad sigh leave his lips as he thought that he failed in his endeavour.

However, he spots his reflection on the mirror at the wall, immediately shaking off his distraught, hope blooming in his heart.

When he counted up the lipsticks, a grin grew on his face. He's quite happy to see at least one lipstick got approved.

Diluc is next on our list 👀

Once I'm done doing 3 more of this, I might go back and start updating my SAGAU again.

(Tagging you again for this, @neigesprincess!)

#genshin x reader #genshin impact x reader #genshin fluff #kazuha kaedehara #kazuha x reader #kazuha fluff #genshin kazuha x reader

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nogenderbee · 2 months

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♡˗ˏ✎*ೃ˚ ℙ𝕝𝕦𝕤𝕙𝕚𝕖𝕤 ₊˚ˑ༄

*ੈ✩‧₊˚ anon request: Could I request Lyney, Freminet, Kazuha, and Heizou with a reader who makes plushies?

*ੈ✩‧₊˚ Of course! AAAA ALL OF THEM ARE MY FAV BOYS LET'S GO!! Anyway~ I had a bit of fun with it so hope you like it!

*ੈ✩‧₊˚ fluff

✧ Kazuha finds what you're doing pretty adorable

✧ he loved how you can make something so fun with just few materials and threads

✧ and if you ever happen to lack idea for new plushie... he'll be happy to tell you few stories, real or not

✧ if you actually make a plushie based on his stories, he'll melt on spot and you'd be able to see genuine smile on his face

✧ he's always on ship so if you're not part of th Crux, he'll sleep burried in your plushies when he's away (you heard stories from Beidou about that~)

✧ and if you give him one of your plushies? Oh he's not leaving your side today! In fact, he's ready to pamper your face in kisses so get ready for that once you get somewhere private!

✧ surprisingly, he recognizes all materials just by touching them! He says it's just a lucky guess but how can someone lucky guess something 30 times in a row?!!

"Those are high quality materials... You didn't had to spend so much on me... Let me treat you to a dinner for that at least."

✧ same goes for style of sewing, he'll somehow notice details like that and if he notices difficult style, you can be sure he'll compliment you for that

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@bleachtheidiot - come get your poetic samurai~

✧ Heizou somehow notices any time you have or lack any idea

✧ if you have one, he'll make it a fun game for himself to get to know what is it without asking you about it directly

✧ but if you lack it, he'll randomly drop small story or two untill it catches your attention, tho if you look closely, there's small smirk on his face

✧ similiar to boy alone, he also guesses materials quite quickly tho it's more of an experience rather than lucky guess

✧ it's actually useful to be able to tell difference between materials, so he most likely knows at least the basics

✧ but one thing he loves doing is teasing you when you desperately try to hide you're planning a toy for him but you still want to make sure he'll like it

"Hei! What do you think of this? Soft enough?"

"Hm... I would guess so, yes. But why are you asking me that instead of person who'll receive it?"

"I d- They just deserve it!"

"Mhm~ Whatever you say, dear."

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@bleachtheidiot - come get your flirty detective~

✧ Lyney can't help but smile every time you present him with new idea, prototype or plushie

✧ he thinks this job suits you and is often amazed when you start rambling about different types of materials and the difference between each of them

✧ whenever you present a plushie and asks for opinion, he'll take his time to show he takes you seriously and check plushie from every side, squeeze it, hug it... and then he tells you what he thinks in details!

✧ but he likes to be playful sometimes, he'll take the plushie, inspect it and then pull disappearing and reapearing trick off leaving him chuckling and hopefully you too

"For me?! Oh mon cherie... I absolutely love it! It's the perfect color... and it's so soft too~ Mwah! Hehe, why won't I repeat it on creator now~?"

✧ prepare yourself mentally to see this plushie on his performances and for Lynette to tell you the cutest gossips about him and his new plushie

✧ and if you give him a plushie that you designed specifically for him? Well... you know how clingy he usually is? Multiply it by 10

✧ he'll spoil you with not singular rainbow rose but biggest bouquet of them he could find, takes you to a fancy restaurant and of course, hold your hand and hugs you all day long

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@bleachtheidiot - come get your charming magician~

✧ Freminet is actually happy both of you have something in common, I mean... you both like to create?

✧ the only difference in what you do is that he creates out of metal and you create our of softer materials

✧ if you have a penguin plushie that you often carry with you, there's no wonder even Pers was interested! Who knows? Maybe little robot feel in love like the creator~?

"I love it, it's cute~ Heh, and Pers loves it too I guess... You really did a great job with that plushie."

✧ he knows how it is to struggle from lack of ideas or to need someone to check your sketch, so he'll be more than happy to do that if you ask him

✧ when it comes to materials... he's not the worst but he will get similar ones mistaken usually

✧ first time you made a plushie for him, he felt like he didn't deserve it and needed to repay you as soon as possible

✧ but with time, he learned to just accept it and repay you when the ocassion happens. Maybe he'll just pay for dinner? Or you'll see some robot in the movie and he makes it for you?

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@bleachtheidiot - come get your shy diver~

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kaedahana · 11 months

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Kazuha being made of husband material

You read the title.

Kazuha as your husband <3!! I might do a part 2 because IM IN LOVEEE WITH HIM

(unedited)

Kazuha likes to admire your beauty the most when you're sleeping. Taking his gaze across each of your facial features and taking his time getting lost in it. Sometimes when he can't help it, he'd boop your nose or brushing his knuckles lightly across your cheeks. You are truly God's best work, he thought, in tranced.

Kazuha and you take turns on cooking meals. Since he's a morning person,Kazuha would cook breakfast and you'd clean. At night, you would do the cooking while he would do the cleaning.

You guys would end the night with sharing how both of your days went, entangled in each other's arms, comforting and advicing when needed. Sometimes, no words were spoken just actions. ykwim ;)

He gets baby fever easily upon seeing ANY interaction kids have with you. He once caught a baby staring at you while you wait in line for food. After that he spent the whole day lost in thoughts of you being a mother bearing his kids.

Wants children with you (of course), but he respects your boundaries and decision if you say no.

Writes you letters everyday when he's away. Perfectly knowing how to make you smile and swoon with his poetic rizz. He would also bring trinkets and gifts from his exploration for his wife!!

He loves the sight of seeing you run at him after he arrived from his exploration. He would stand there with open arms, and bombard you with kisses when you're with him.

He owns a personal ship that he loves and takes care of dearly. Dont know why but your heart melts when you see the excitement in his face whenever he talks about his dear ship. Once a year at least, he would take you with him and sail somewhere across the world. Just the two of you.

Time to time, he'd take you somewhere to go spar. He loves seeing how your body moves and the laser focus on him. And not to mention, the little victory dance you do after knocking him off. Him still in stunt on the ground.

He'd hold your hands ALL THE TIME when you guys are out, never once letting go. And if you try to let go, he's just shoot a look.

He'd buy you gifts at the most random time. This one time you got out of the public toilet only to find a beautiful bouquet of celias in his hand and a goofy grin on his face. You giggled and thanked him.

He likes to sneak a hug from the back or snake his arms around your waist bringing you closer to him. Especially while you're cooking, he'd come behind you and sway you to the song while humming.

His favourite place to kiss you is your jaw and neck. He think it's very hot and your scent drives him insane.

He'd build a garden for you, filled with your favourite plants and flowers. In the summer, he'd gather some leaves and brew you a cup of tea and pluck some of your favourite flowers for you.

He could shower with you without thinking erotically. Of course, he thinks about you sexually but sometimes, he's just there admiring every inch of you, never lifting his hands off your body. Wondering how someone could look so ethereal. Complimenting how strong you are and loving the idea that you are his to love. [i added this to reinforce that he loves you for YOU not your body <3]

Kazuha loves to bring you on weekly dates. As a matter of fact that's his favourite hobby. He just loves his wife so much <3

His wife's biggest fan. He'd support you in every way he can, always having your back and comforting you when things dont go your way.

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awlumii · 2 years

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rain check.

# — pairing: (spidey!)kazuha x gn!reader

# — characters: gender neutral reader, kazuha

# — warnings: n/a

# — summary: "i'm late, i'm late! for a very important date! no time to say 'hello, goodbye,' i'm late, i'm late, i'm late!" — white rabbit, alice in wonderland

# — tags: spidey!kazuha au, fluff, brief angst, making up, getting together, there's kisses involved, reader's also a simp (lol)

# — notes: [stands awkwardly in the corner] heyy... i tried my hand at the au again... as always, reblogs and reactions are greatly appreciated, and i really hope you enjoy this!

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✧ — 🍁 + 🕷 — ✧

the meeting time was 7:30 pm originally.

7:45 pm. the waitstaff asked you if you wanted to order anything. you politely declined and informed them that you'd order when your date arrived.

8:15 pm. you texted kazuha and got no response. you eventually grew impatient and reluctantly ordered food for yourself. your face burned at the looks of pity you received from the employees.

8:45 pm. you still didn't get a response from kazuha. you tried not to text him too frequently in fear of sounding clingy or belligerent, but after an hour or so of radio silence, you couldn't help but triple (or even quadruple) text him.

9:00 pm. you check your phone. still no response from kazuha.

9:15 pm. you figured that dessert wouldn't hurt, but it was hard to stomach what with the waitstaff watching you from afar. if you strained your ears, you could hear them whispering something about a customer being stood up and having to eat alone.

9:30 pm. you didn't eat the dessert.

9:45 pm. you asked for the check. they refused to give you one. they gave you their pity instead.

10:00 pm. you left.

10:05 pm. five minutes after you started walking home, there was a blinding flash of lightning. that was the only warning you received before the skies opened up.

the frigid rain seeps through your clothes and chills you to the bone. surprisingly, it's not as unpleasant as it sounds; you were starting to feel a little numb, anyway. quiet splashes echo from the sidewalk as you drag yourself home. people pass you by one after the other, each with umbrellas, but you pay them no mind. you continue on your way.

maybe you're being dramatic, but you feel like shit right now.

when kazuha first suggested going to such a nice restaurant, you were a little hesitant to agree. never mind your preferences — kazuha isn't one for lavish affairs. he's told you as much before. even if the place wasn't super pricey, the ambience seemed to be a bit too much for his tastes. it took some coaxing on his part — he said he wanted to ask you something important, which only served to make your stomach twist into knots — but in the end, he finally got you to say yes. (truthfully, you folded as soon as he took your hands in his — you really need to learn to say no to him.)

it wasn't until you were getting ready to leave that you realized that this was going to be your tenth date with kazuha. is that why he was so insistent on going somewhere nice? you thought it adorable that he seemed to be keeping track of the number of dates the two of you have been on. it made you excited to see him — so excited in fact, that you showed up fifteen minutes early.

and yet in spite of this whole thing being his idea, kazuha never showed up, leaving you to make a fool of yourself in one of the nicest restaurants in the city.

"knew i should've stayed home," you grumble as you trudge through the downpour. you're totally lying to yourself; you had no intention of saying no to him. kazuha could suggest anything and you know you'd agree at the drop of a hat. but as they say, hindsight is 20/20; you should have dug your heels in and said no and suggested something else — maybe something that didn't involve you looking like a fucking moron at a restaurant.

your vision blurs suddenly, forcing you to come to a halt. you think it's because of the torrential rain, but the heat radiating off of your cheeks tells you otherwise. you wipe your eyes free of water — a futile effort — and chuckle humorlessly to yourself. why are you doing this? it's not like anybody's going to notice, right? you sniffle; that can easily be because you're cold and wet.

you sob. you tell yourself it's just a cough.

stop being so dramatic. keep walking.

the second you turn onto a narrow street, you hear a familiar thwip-! coming from overhead. you barely have time to acknowledge that spider-man is swinging around before he's landing right in front of you, blocking your path. you brush rainwater (and tears) out of your eyes to see him better. "you're, uh, kinda in my way, spider-man," you call out over the downpour. "could you move so i can go home?"

"what're you doing out here without an umbrella?" spider-man asks. he doesn't move like you asked; he just steps closer. and if you strain your ears a little, you think he sounds really worried. maybe you're just hearing things. "you're drenched! you're going to get sick at this rate."

for some reason, his concern makes you want to laugh. you crack a smile, though there's very little joy to be found in it. "i'm just taking a nightly stroll." you lie. "and don't worry, i won't get sick. i'm the nurse here, remember? now could you move, please?"

you step around him and start to walk past, but he grabs your arm, stopping you. why is he being like this? what is it with the men in your life tonight? "i... can't be too sure that you'll go straight home." he lets you go and holds out his hands for you to take. "at the very least, allow me to take you."

you make a face. "shouldn't you be saving someone somewhere?"

"i'm offering to take you somewhere, aren't i?" he asks. it sounds more like a retort to you. "and aren't you someone?"

"uh-huh. and what are you saving me from, exactly?"

"if we move fast enough, probably a really bad head cold." spider-man shakes his hand, silently urging you to take it. "come on. i can't have my doctor getting sick, can i?"

you sigh. you don't have it in you to turn down his offer. you never do, now that you're thinking about it. you should really do some self-evaluation. besides, the rain is fucking freezing — it felt nice a few minutes ago, but you can feel yourself starting to shiver and shake. that cold may just catch you regardless of how quickly you get home. "fine," you say and take his hand.

spider-man pulls you in by your hand and wraps an arm around your waist. instinctively, you cling to him as tightly as you can. he's as warm as ever, you note, even in the freezing rain. at this distance, you hear him chuckle: "at least you know to hold on tight." you get no other warning before he's zipping through the air with you in tow. you shriek at the sudden movement, but spider-man only laughs. "you're alright," he reassures you over the wind.

in no time at all, you're being rested on your balcony. you slide open the door and stumble into your apartment on wobbly knees, ignoring spider-man's amused laughter. "you're like a baby deer every time," he giggles. "are you not used to it yet?"

"stop making it sound like i'm the weird one here." you grumble as you lower yourself into a chair. your body feels too stiff and heavy to move. you're still drenched, but all you can do right now is shiver in your seat. meanwhile, spider-man isn't making any moves to leave. he's just watching you — or at least, you think he is. "what're you s-standing there for?" you stutter. you're cold. "what's the matter?"

spider-man puts his hand on the back of his neck and rubs it awkwardly. are you missing something right now? why is he suddenly acting like this? "are you... going to tell me why you were walking in the rain?" he holds the back of his neck, his eyes seemingly still on you. "i refuse to believe that you were taking a 'nightly stroll'." he uses air quotes to repeat your earlier words.

you laugh shakily. "are you interrogating me, spider-man?"

for once, he doesn't laugh with you. "i... just want to know. i'll leave you alone as soon as you tell me; you need to go and warm up."

you open your mouth to explain, but as you look back on the whole incident, you once again feel embarrassment take you by the shoulders. why were you really walking home in the rain? you could've ducked into a store and called a cab or taken public transportation -- what possessed you to do something so childish? your skin, though clammy, heats up as you avert your eyes.

you press your palm against your lips, muffling your voice. "i was, uh... stood up."

"...really now?"

you grimace and nod. "it was, um... supposed to be our tenth date, actually." you recall the blush that coated kazuha's cheeks when he asked you out the other day, and you start to feel the beginnings of a smile on your face. he's so cute — you'd give anything to see him right now.

because as upset as you may have been earlier, you realize that deep down, you just really want to be with kazuha. you're pissed that he still hasn't contacted you yet, but you have faith that he will; this kind of discourtesy isn't like him.

spider-man doesn't know that, though. he makes a noise of disapproval. "pardon my harsh language, songbird," he comments, "but he sounds like an asshole."

you gasp, scandalized. you've never heard him swear before. it sounds so wrong coming from him — was he really that upset about you being stood up? why did that thought make your heart skip a beat? "don't say something like that!" you open your mouth to continue chastising him, but instead you sneeze, hard. you groan and rise to your feet. if you don't move now, you really will catch that cold. "say something bad about my boyfriend again, and i'll fight your face off." you call over your shoulder as you head to your bathroom.

"your boyfriend?" spider-man's words give you pause. you whirl around to glare at him, ready to retort and defend yourself, but he puts his hands up in mock surrender. "you said it, not me. but i must say," he lays his hand over his chest, "i'm wounded, songbird. and here i thought i stood a chance."

you freeze. he thought what?! your mind starts to race immediately, but you reel yourself in quickly. your feelings for spider-man are supposed to be a thing of the past. they were childish and impractical — kazuha is the better choice in every way possible. remember that, you tell yourself.

you flip him off with a sigh. "get out, webhead. i'm going to warm up."

spider-man shrugs, the perfect picture of nonchalance. if only he knew the things he did to your head. "alright, alright." he heads back to your balcony. "take care of yourself, okay?" he calls out to you.

"whatever!" you call back.

with a laugh, he leaps off of your balcony and swings into the stormy night, leaving you dripping in your hallway. you shake your head and start towards your bathroom.

once you've taken a hot shower and put on some warm, dry clothes, you drop yourself onto your couch and turn your tv on. you're not really watching anything, but the background noise is nice. you lay yourself down and roll onto your back.

so the date was a bust. you sigh heavily. that restaurant was so, so nice, too. the atmosphere was perfect — you're pretty sure that if kazuha had asked you to be his partner there, you might have cried. that, or you would have passed out; either one seems likely. you pause for a second. is that what he was going to ask you? oh, you definitely would've cried.

are you really upset about being stood up? you gave it some thought while you were in the shower and decided that no, you're not all that upset. at least, not with kazuha. embarrassed, yes — you can never show your face at that restaurant again — but not upset. kazuha's track record speaks for itself; you can always re-schedule the date.

again, you sigh. you're much too nice to him. simp.

you're about to change the channel on the tv when you hear a frantic knocking on your front door. you jump, startled by the sudden noise. hesitant, you make your way to the door. "uh, who is it?" you call out.

the voice from behind the door makes your stomach flip. "it's kazuha. can i see you? please?"

kazuha? he came here?

you look through your peephole and sure enough, kazuha is standing in front of your door looking very winded, very distressed, and very drenched. without thinking twice, you fling your door open and tug him inside. "what were you thinking, coming here in this weather without an umbrella?!" you hiss at him as you take in his rain soaked state. under any other circumstances, you'd be gentler with him — normally you would never be so snappy with him — but all that's on your mind as you dart over to your linen closet is how sick he's going to be because of this.

kazuha's eyes widen at your tone. "i had to come and see you," he tries to explain. "i--"

you don't let him finish. you drop a soft towel over his head and start rubbing him dry, ignoring the startled noise he makes. "you're still catching your breath, too. christ, did you run here or something?"

you move the towel so that you can see kazuha's face. he looks so apologetic and honestly, really cute with his face peeking out from under the towel. "if i said yes, would you be upset with me?"

"what the-- yes!" you head back over to your linen closet and grab a bigger towel before marching into your room to rifle through your stuff. you can't believe he risked a catching a cold like this! and for what? just to see you? you stop for a moment and recognize just how romantic his gesture is supposed to be. his sprinting all the way to your apartment (and judging by the way his chest was heaving, up the stairs, too) in the freezing rain makes your heart stutter — to think he would go this far just to see you... you shake your head. you can be flattered after he's dry. you hear a quiet sneeze from outside your room and quickly head back out to see kazuha rubbing at his nose.

you shove the clothes you found into his arms along with the towel. "go and take a shower and put these on." you shake your head when he starts to talk back. "nope, i don't want to hear it. when you're done, leave your clothes in the sink and i'll wash and dry them."

"this is--"

"kazuha." your tone is flat and leaves no room for argument. you raise a brow at him and he stares at you for just a second longer before doing as you said. once the bathroom door is closed, you drop yourself back on your couch and bury your face in your hands.

you thought that you weren't upset, but now that he's actually here, you're not quite sure what it is you're feeling. are you pissed because he risked his health to see you? or do you want to punch him for standing you up tonight? well, you think to yourself, he wouldn't have run in the rain if he didn't feel bad about the whole date situation. you look at the bathroom door with a tiny smile. he can be such a charmer when he wants to be — an impulsive one, but a charmer nonetheless. you decide that you're definitely just upset at him for being so stupid.

time passes and eventually kazuha emerges from your bathroom in the large hoodie and sweatpants you forced upon him. he looks adorable in your clothes. you tell him to make himself comfortable before tossing his clothes in the laundry. when you come back, you seat yourself beside him. he seems to be making himself small — either that or he's just drowning in the clothes you gave him. "am i allowed to speak now?" he asks quietly.

you snort. "yes, kazuha, you can speak now."

"i'm really sorry." kazuha's eyes are on you, and you can see the remorse swimming in them. he looks like he's gauging your reaction for permission to continue. when you say nothing, he goes on: "i swear to you, i was on my way there when something suddenly came up," he continues. "it was urgent and demanded all of my attention. i must have gotten so absorbed that i'd forgotten to contact you. by the time everything had finished, it was incredibly late and i figured that you must've gone home, so i..." he trails off.

you tilt your head. "so you ran here?"

kazuha nods. "i... didn't realize doing so would upset you so much. so please, allow me to apologize for that as well. i know my excuse may sound generic and unsatisfying, but you have to believe me when i say that i'm telling the truth.

well, there it is. there's your apology. you press your lips together to fight off a smile. "i believe you just fine," you say. "and i forgive you."

he blinks in disbelief. "are... you sure? aren't you upset with me?"

"do you want me to be?"

"you should be." kazuha winces. this is seriously eating at him; his brows are drawn and his jaw is clenched, showing in no uncertain terms that at least one of you is upset. upset may not even be the right word. he's starting to look pained, if not anything else. why is he being like this? for the second time tonight, you feel like you're missing something here.

you reach over and gently tap your fingers against his own in a silent request to take his hand. he visibly stalls before tentatively wrapping his pinky around yours. "i really do forgive you, you know." you murmur. "life happens, and sometimes plans don't work out. that's just the way things are."

kazuha sighs, unconvinced by your kindness. "the whole date was my idea." he takes his hand away from yours. "at the very least, i should have contacted you." he looks away from you. "and i know that... that this won't be the last time something like this happens. i don't want to keep disappointing you like this."

there's a hidden weight to his words that you pick up on. it's apparent that he's not telling you something, but it's not like you can just pry it out of him. he's barely listening to you as it is. you find yourself stuck between being flattered that he cares so much and worried that he'll truly never forgive himself for this. what can you do to convince him that you're not mad?

kazuha's shoulders tense and you can see color faintly rising to his cheeks. "and i was going to ask you..." he pauses for a second to look at you. "...something important, but i'm worried that i shouldn't. that i don't deserve to."

...you knew it. you fucking knew it! you see the way he's looking at you — he was totally going to ask you to be his partner. the problem now though, is that he's probably not going to. he's kicking himself while he's down, ruining your relationship before you even had a chance to form one.

it's not hard to see things his way. he's worried that he can't guarantee that he'll be able to confidently make time for you without interruption. it's a legitimate concern — who doesn't worry about this kind of thing? what he needs to hear now is not that everything's okay, but rather that it will be; that you're content with any mistakes he may make; that you're more than willing to take him as he is, urgent issues and all.

again, you knock your fingers on his. this time, you hook two of your fingers on his. "ask me." you tell him.

kazuha frowns slightly. "i don't..."

"do you still want to ask?"

"of course." he pauses to squints at you. "you already know what it is i'm going to ask you, don't you?"

you bite back a grin. "maybe i do, maybe i don't. ask me anyways."

a smile ghosts across his face as his cheeks redden just a little bit more. "i was going to ask if you wanted to... make our relationship official." he looks down at your joined fingers before looking back at you. "and it would mean the world to me if you said—"

"yes."

kazuha takes your hand fully. "i had a feeling you would say that." it's evident in the way he visibly softens and in the way he sighs that he's pleased with your answer (although 'pleased' is far too light a word to describe the pure, raw happiness that overtook his face). maybe you're going crazy, but you think that something akin to love flashes in his eyes. it overwhelms you. he takes your hand fully in his and you feel your own face start to warm just from looking at him.

"i was always going to say yes," you say when you manage to find your voice. "i want to be with you, kazuha."

his expression dims. did you say something wrong? "i want to be with you too," he says as he brings your hand up to cup his face. "but as i said, i may be a disappointment to you. i don't want to hurt you in any way, even if it's by accident."

you brush your thumb over his skin. it's warm to the touch. "you won't hurt me," you say softly. "and a little disappointment won't be the end of the world."

kazuha regards you closely. he looks like he's trying to be at peace with your hand on his face, but the draw in his brows gives away his internal conflict. for a second, you wonder if you're coming off too strong. you like kazuha a lot (it's probably too soon to say the big L word, but it surely doesn't scare you), but you're always afraid that you're either giving too much of yourself, or not enough. your insistence on dating him may be more repulsive than attractive.

"i like you," he suddenly murmurs, "so much."

your chest feels tight and you feel breathless. why did he suddenly say that? "i like you, too," you reply.

kazuha leans in and presses his forehead against yours. you hold your breath as his eyes slip shut. he seems so at peace at this distance, unlike you, who's trying to swallow back your heart that suddenly leaped into your throat. "i'd like to be yours," he says in the space between. "if you'll have me, that is."

you feel so dizzy, so drunk on your giddy emotions. this isn't how you saw tonight playing out at all, but you're not going to complain. "of course," you breathe your response. your voice trembles just a little, giving away your nervousness. "you're all i want."

at that, kazuha kisses you. it's slow and sweet, and also — if memory serves you right — the fifth time he's kissed you. if life were a cartoon, you would probably flushed bright red, lovestruck and dumb; a fool for the man before you. it takes you a second to kiss him back — he pulls away for just a moment but you capture his lips again and drink in the content sigh he rewards you with. this is different from the kisses you've shared before. the others were reserved and almost timid, hesitant kisses shared at the beginning of a new relationship. this kiss becomes intoxicating and gratifying — one you find yourself quickly getting addicted to.

believe it or not though, it's you who pulls away first, your heart stuttering in your chest. you don't go very far, but you turn your head away to try and retain some of your sanity. it's obvious that what you said had quite the effect on kazuha; his fingers come to your jaw and move you gently so that you're facing him again, but he doesn't close the gap. there's another silence before he kisses you once, then twice, before he pulls away and sighs. "if there's anything that i can do to make up for tonight," he says, "tell me. i'll do anything."

there's only one thing you can think of saying. "stay with me tonight." the words come out easily — maybe a little too easily. you fluster and your face heats up considerably as you start to ramble. "i-i mean, um... it's gonna be pouring all night and you clearly don't have an umbrella so i mean, i think you should stay. if you want to, then of course you can stay, but you can say no — i just don't want you to catch a cold, y'know..."

kazuha says nothing; he watches you with thinly veiled amusement in his eyes. "would me staying the night make you happy?"

you groan quietly. "stop enjoying this. you know the answer already."

"i do, i do. you're just really cute when you're embarrassed."

"you know what? forget it. i'm gonna go check on your clothes." you stand abruptly to escape your discomfort, but kazuha takes your hand in his, stopping you with a laugh.

"i'm sorry, dove, i'm sorry." he chuckles as he speaks. he stands and pulls you in by your waist. "i'll stay the night. does that sound good?"

you rest your hands on his shoulders poised to push him away, but think against it. your heart is hammering in your chest. it's hard to be mad at him when he's smiling like that, even if it's at your expense. asking him to stay was a spur of the moment decision, but when you look at him like this, up close, you know that you would've had a hard time letting him go. so... "yeah," you mutter. "sounds good. now will you please let me go and check on your clothes?"

he hums and leans in. his voice is barely above a murmur when he speaks. "one more thing." and for (what you think is) the eighth time since you've started seeing each other, kazuha kisses you, sending pleasure rocketing through your system. it drags on despite you trying to pull away, what with kazuha chasing after your lips with a mischievous smile the entire time.

eventually, you get fed up and hold his face. "knock it off, you." you say once you successfully pull away. "i have things to do."

kazuha, who looks far brighter than he was earlier, lets you go and raises his hands in mock surrender. "alright, alright. go on. i'll be here; i promise."

you open your mouth to say something snide, but quickly shut it. you're floored by just how happy he makes you, even if he can be annoying from time to time. perhaps it's because you're technically in the honeymoon phase, but you know for a fact that his smile is one you'd do anything to protect. becoming his partner is a decision you know you'll never, ever regret, and you're sure of that.

you turn on your heel and start towards the laundry room. "don't miss me too much!" you call over your shoulder. kazuha's quiet laughter follows you out of the room, warming your heart.

✦ [screaming and crying]

✦ I HAVE BEEN GOING THROUGH KAZUHA WITHDRAWALS FOR DAYS AND THAT'S WHY THERE'S SO MANY KISSES, I'M SO SORRY I'M SUCH A PATHETIC BITCHNDBSDJ

#genshin impact x reader #genshin x reader #kaedehara kazuha x reader #kazuha x reader #genshin kazuha x reader #[ ✍️🏽 — scribbles! ]#does a half-happy dance

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ariicandy · 5 months

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𝐏𝐮𝐭𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐔𝐩 𝐀𝐧𝐝 𝐃𝐞𝐜𝐨𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐂𝐡𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐦𝐚𝐬 𝐓𝐫𝐞𝐞

𝐀𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭 : Putting up and decorating both of your guys’ tree is fun but what if it’s both chaotic and fun with the kazuha, xiao, aether, and scara??

Notes: wooohooo!! I’m so ready to burden myself to write almost everyday cause I can’t do it everyday, hopefully motivation doesn’t run out soon as I have already planned on what days to write for what!!

Credits

★☆﹒KAZUHA

Putting up the Christmas tree with KAZUHA is very calm, helping putting up as the gentlemen he’s known. He will happily help you decide on what theme you want to do on the tree like having red, white and silver ornaments! The best decoration person ever in the world!! Best person to spend time putting up a tree and decorating with too, he remembers how you like things done so it’s very easy to tell him how you picture something and he will get what you mean! It’s a very relaxing time to hang out with him as he gets you and very easy to talk to!

★☆﹒XIAO

Had to make him putt up the tree with you, maybe you feel bad tricking him to spend time with him, but it was fun messing with him. Messing up on spacing out the tree branches, putting the wrong color ornaments etc. seeing ornaments that remind you of XIAO makes him blush a bit and look away from you. He isn’t used to celebrating something with someone in a while so take it easy on him. He might not understand how you want it to look like but will try his best to do how you like it to be, does ask if he should put an ornament or the lights in a certain place incase you don’t like it.

★☆﹒AETHER

AETHER will already have an idea on what he wanted to do with the tree BUUUUT since you asked him to help you put up and decorate the tree, his face will have the heart shape emoji eyes. He always tries to make you not put up the tree, there’s no fighting in that cause he will stop you from helping putting up the tree. AETHER will ask on how you want it and will do it how you want it and possibly put up some other colors that match that you are fine with, BUT, if you ask him on how you should do it he will be so happy saying on how he was gonna do it. Amazing calming time spending with aether tho paimon might have came and tried helping, aether made her go away just to spend time with you alone

★☆﹒SCARAMOUCHE

Had to force him to help you by dragging him, SCARA messed with you in the end. He would mess around putting whatever ornaments and putting away the right color ornaments you want. SCARA also did not help put up the lights on the tree he watched you put it on and blind you by plugging the cord while putting them. Laughing to himself after pulling that stunt but he does pull out the cord, he’s mean but not too mean he does care. He will help you put up the lights from seeing you intensely rubbing your eyes, he feels bad so he is repaying by actually doing the work. He does remember what ornaments you wanted to put and decorates it like how you wanted, he remembers a lot of things you like so if you need help doing something he has possibly already know what you want it to look like

#★☆﹒writing #genshin impact x reader #genshin impact x yn #genshin x reader #genshin x y/n #genshin kazuha x reader #kazuha x reader #kazuha x y/n #genshin xiao x reader #xiao x reader #xiao x y/n #aether x reader #aether x y/n #scaramouche x reader #scaramouche x y/n #wanderer x reader #wanderer x y/n

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ahnaiee · 3 months

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Stupid Cupid !

[📀] Now playing: Stupid Cupid by Connie Francis

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"Have you ever been in love?"

Beidou's words catch you off guard, and you send her a weirded out look before shaking your head.

The Crux captain pushes. "Do you want to?"

You let out a scoff. "No. I'm fine on my own."

"Then, well, have you tried to be in love?"

"Why are you asking these— agh, nevermind. No, not really. It's not like cupid is trying to hit me with their arrow or something."

Your captain only raises a brow, then shrugs. "Hm, ok then."

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With your head in your hands, you find yourself red in the face as you realize how the image of Kazuha's stupid, stupid smile keeps looping in your head.

Pretty. Pretty smile, his little mannerisms, the way he looks and— OH did you mention how cute he looked the other day when he was looking out into seaa.......

Oh, Stupid, stupid cupid!!!

Well, I guess you are swallowing your words now— and Beidou, oh that damned captain of yours.

It seemed like she knew of your feelings before you did, and Archons, should you ever tell her, she will never let you live it down.

"You alright?" Kazuha's concerned voice calls out to you, and you snap your head up, blinking away your thoughts. You nod. "I'm alright! Don't worry."

He only peers at you curiously, before nodding. "Hm, alright then. If you say so." He looks out into the sea again, and you find yourself staring.

Pretty. You think again. Then you let out a small sound and look away, not wanting to be caught staring.

You shift your away in hopes of stopping yourself from staring at Kazuha again... then you meet eyes with Beidou, and see her knowing smile.

Ah. Stupid, stupid cupid.

You shoot her a glare, and turn your attention back to the pretty boy with red eyes.

Pretty.

Kazuha chuckles, pretty red eyes turning to look at you. "Am I?"

Oh.

#genshin impact x reader #kazuha x reader #genshin kazuha #genshin kazuha x reader #kazuha kaedehara x reader #genshin kazuha kaedehara x reader #genshin fluff #✉''catalogued : fluff

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alatusprinz · 1 year

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yan! genshin x darling with abandonment issues

characters : xiao , albedo , kaedehara kazuha x f! reader

warning : obsessive behavior, kidnapping, stockholm syndrome, the very stereotypical traits found in yandere lovers, mention of planned/considering murder, manipulation, threatening, etc. reader has abandonment issues, insecurities, and is wary/distrustful about love and romantic partners in general. < fem pronouns used - bride etc >

諸行無常 - 世のすべてのものは、移り変わり、また生まれては消滅する運命を繰り返し、永遠に変わらないものはないということ。

Shogyou mujou - Impermanence. A phrase that means everything in the world repeats its destiny to to be born and to disappear, that there is no existence in the world that remains without changing .

[ prior scenario ]

“hey…” you called out to your captor, finally working up the courage to talk to him like you would to anyone else. when your voice broke the silence in the sullen room, his gaze was immediately directed at you.

“what is it?” you gulped at his curt yet obvious reply, still trying to keep your voice from wavering when you continued onto a subject you knew could upset them or worse. you were displeased by how much you were trembling at the thought, even when there was not an ounce of wrath evident in his voice or face as of present.

in truth, it took you however long you imagine to even work out the confidence to demand such inquiry, it could’ve been days, weeks or even more. you couldn’t have known exactly how long- after all, it’s been a paradox in time since the cursed moment you stepped foot into his lair. you reckon it’s been quite a few months in captivity if not a year already.

“what do you really want from me, keeping me here?” you saw him open his mouth to respond, but you immediately continued without giving him or yourself time. you feared you would lose your will to speak otherwise, despite having repeated the same question in your mind millions of times.

“so now you have me in this cramped room at all times within your sight. i barely move or talk… i’m almost kept like… a doll here.” you kept your eyes on him for any chances of extreme anger or outburst while resuming.

“you see, people lose interest. as time passes, your former shiny doll will always lose its gleam and a new doll will catch your eye. when someone learns a song they adore on zither or harp it won’t matter, the song feels less special once you’ve mastered the flow and rhythm so it belongs to you completely- when the song doesn’t have anything new to offer anymore. you could buy anything and make it your possession, but it will always bore you in the end. it’s a matter of time.” his face remained as blank as ever, still listening carefully to your uncharacteristically melancholic statement today.

“love that comes from mere fascination or ownership… won’t last.”

so let me go while you still cherish me. before you decide to abandon me like a used toy. you were ashamed to admit your original motivation of asking him to let you go won’t leave your mouth.

you would rather bite your tongue and die this very instant than admit to him why you were asking this question after all this time. you tried and tried to repress your feelings, the growing feeling inside your chest that is slowly turning into fondness and familiarity instead of sheer disgust and loathe as you should be feeling. it doesn’t make sense- he robbed you of your everything. everything you learned to be a part of your mundane life, every routine and passion you’ve had (you barely even remember what life was before, but you imagine you could’ve had… those things that made you human.) disappeared like dandelion pappus in the wind. you try, you look at his godforsaken actions he veil and glorify as an act of love, you scoff and ignore and fight with all your will not to bend into his desires as easily. but the crawling, sinking realization you were aware from a while ago ate away at what little left from your pride each moment past.

you couldn’t pretend like everything was normal anymore, not when every inch of your body, every thought surrounding your brain was his love. you knew your true feelings for your captor now. but you couldn’t possibly unravel the truth he oh-so desperately wants- needs to hear. in truth, you felt yourself fall deeper for his wicked charm every day. it made you physically sick but the way he loved you, the way he touched you and caressed your soul, his suffocating care for you felt familiar now, you craved him, you yearned for his impudence in all its glory, the gut wrenchingly familiar scent of his when you awoke from nightmares. you searched for him, you yearned his presence when he wasn’t around and you were positive he knew it. after all, he was the one who trained your body and soul to his perfection- carved your being, to the point you seemed to be the one chasing him at this point in your mind, the only space you have left to you that's private.

it scared you to bits whenever you thought of revealing your feelings. what if he only liked the thrill of your struggles? what if he only wanted the chase? what if he grew tired of you soon now that you’re all boring and “his”?

this is how your thoughts finally manifested itself into a question, to test the waters.

he finally responded.

and it wasn’t at all what you had expected.

xiao ( alatus) .

“how absurd.” xiao really could not understand the worries of you mortals. he could swear to the seven archons that he tried, he had asked around, he read words on papers you call “books” that seemingly guide you when you’re lost, (worthless if you ask him, since it didn’t guide him when he needed it the most with you), he’s spent time observing countless mortals just so he could get a grip on how your restless mind works.

it’s like you seem to confuse him more and more as time passes by, and that was quite the opposite of what he desired.

“what makes you believe you are as worthless as physical objects?” xiao found no reason in mincing his words, your comparison made him offended, if anything. how could you possibly imagine thinking of yourself as the same value of an inanimate object, or even a melody that’s shared between hundreds or thousands at the same time? the idea of you being shared between countless mortals and being another’s “property” left not only a bitter taste in his mouth, but a dangerous, lingering urge to choose destruction.

the general yaksha was no fool to his vow, he was never to harm or terminate mortals, let alone liyue inhabitants. the lord of geo and his contract would not allow. however, a small voice at the back of his voice whispered- he was a guardian yaksha. he was known, a living legend amongst the nationals, surely nobody would dare stand against an Adepti’s desire. after all, mortals were weak and easily manipulated. he could make sure anyone stay away within a minute of a conversation or a… threatening action. and as much as he does not wish to sever his vows to the lord of geo, he certainly held the nonpacifict solution should the circumstances demand.

but... keeping you here, away from those who would bring you harm protects both you, his angel and his vow to avoid harming mortals, don't they? it was the perfect solution.

he thought he had made it clear by now- that he adored you more than anything, that never once in his painfully long existence he had laid his eyes on anything, anyone more sublime than you. and your benevolence gave him the bliss of peace he desperately needed, he basked in your glory, your warmth on the iciest nights he was cursed to spend in solitude.

you saved him- you were xiao’s everything. if you were not to remain his oasis, what more could his sorry existence serve for? for what purpose would the vigilant yaksha continue his never-ending agony for, if not for your heavenly smile? he had never required, or wanted words of gratitude before, he upheld his vows to perfection, well aware that he was an entity destined to live in the shadows, just so the light could shine brighter. however, neither of you knew that it would lead to… this, the one night that you recognized him as the vigilant yaksha where you coincidentally entwined your red strings of fate on Mt. Hulao. (god knows how or why you had wandered into the space meant for the adepti, you truly had no memory of the life before him at this moment, no matter how you tried to reminisce).

you were all Alatus had, all he has ever wanted. his hands were stained crimson red for eternity, but you, he would bring celestia to ruin, defy every archon’s wrath, shield you in his arms and face the eye of the storm if that’s what you desired. to keep your hands clean, and your soul stainless for he was already tarnished beyond repair. the least he could do was protect you, his one and only, from the dirtiest parts of the world.

one whisper from your tender lips, and he would be gone, swift as the wind for his newest mission, mind filled with your loving smile.

“i’ve gave you my word, have i not?” xiao continued, hoping for your understanding behind his stone-cold expression you couldn’t have unraveled.

“...” you remained silent, to his displeasure, he was forced to continue. you and your mortal perplexity.

“i’ve sworn to protect you. an oath is an oath, (name). i will remain by your side. vows are to be upheld in perpetuity.” xiao’s monotone voice sounded as still as ever despite his rather melancholic words.

you, on the other hand, weren’t fully convinced. rather, you didn’t allow yourself to be soothed of your worries precisely because of his nonchalant behavior. there was no way he’d stay… this way for eternity. the perpetuity he speaks of will somehow find its end, your mind convinced.

after all… he offered you his protection, his company and his presence. not… not love. he had never once mentioned the word ‘love’ in your presence, or perhaps ever in his couple millenia of existence had he ever even let the heavy word drop from his lips. and you both knew it was perhaps for a good reason.

to both of your surprise, he finally learns of your worries when you kept your silence with a frown.

with a subtle sigh, Alatus approached you carefully as he always did, as if not to scare you away. (as if you could outrun the yaksha, as if your mind would even let you at this point.). he sat down next to you on your cold bed, then reached out to place his trembling hand on yours.

you might not know, but that’s the only act of intimacy he’s aware of to you humans. you couldn’t help but stare at his gloved hands on yours, the leather-like material sinking on your skin and leaving a heavy sensation with absolutely no trace of warmth. in fact, you had never felt much heat from his body before if your memory serves.

except for the warmth you felt right now, listening to his careful words meant to soothe your concerns. it was almost enough to make you forget the absence of sunlight, the last time you had a deep breath of the fresh morning dew from liyue harbor, the sounds of the city locals chatting away in peace. almost enough to make you forget why you were here to begin with.

“... if my promise isn’t enough… tell me what to do.” you couldn’t mask your surprise when you heard his words. his hand finally relaxed, yet still cold as ever.

“ephemeral circumstances. perpetual agony. that’s all i have ever known.” xiao couldn’t believe how uncharacteristically chatty you forced him to be. but if his mundane words could soothe your bitter expression, there was nothing he was unwilling to do.

“諸行無常. - all worldly existences are impermanent.”

“...but my oath is eternal. i will spend a millenia… an immortal lifetime proving it to you.”

“just speak my name. i will keep you…” he wanted to say happy, he wanted to promise you a joyful life. he wanted to say he would love you... but he was a cursed being, doomed with the vexation of the millions that were slain by his bloodied hands.

“i will keep you safe.” he retracted his arm after his final promise to you, and disappeared without a trace. suddenly, the sullen room looked even darker than you remembered. as if the darkness was all you’ve ever known.

and yet again, the word you desired- no promise of ‘love’ was mentioned.

albedo ( kreideprinz ) .

“so it makes you insecure.” you flinched at his naturally curt reply, cutting through where it hurts the most. it was such a familiar answer from albedo, analyzing even verbal communication with utmost composure and sharp perception. his teal eyes appeared to be shining in the dimly lit room, ice-cold stare almost pinning you down like on a leash.

“you’re struggling with feelings of insecurity and it’s manifesting itself into an apprehensive behavior because you feel like i’d get tired of you once the halo effect wears off.” he continued, all while sitting perfectly still, his posture and gaze remaining as absolute and subtly confident as ever. he had almost never been incorrect about his analysis on you, it’s almost eerie. anything he put his mind to and observed, experimented, hypothesized and concluded, it was more or less on point. and this time too, he didn’t fail to notice your ulterior hidden worries.

the worst part? you were positive he was already well aware of your true feelings behind your distant exterior. after all, he had never been fooled by your acting, never once. he knew you too well to fall for it, and it made you wonder just how long he had observed you before your captivity.

“it seems accurate and human of you to have such concerns. after all, the vast population of mankind seems to have a taste for unfaithfulness. enough to make others spend the rest of their existence cowering in fear of betrayal.” your eyebrows furrowed at his unwelcome analysis on your mindset, reading your deepest fears like an open book on his worn out wooden alchemy table.

“but may i remind you, i am not deeply associated with the majority of humanity to begin with, (name). i’d appreciate if you didn’t see me in the same light as the rest.” his stable voice always tricked your sorry mind into believing the atmosphere was normal and calm. but unfortunately, ticking off the kreideprinz was one of the things you noted to never do again. you could thank your gods that he doesn’t seem too irritated from what you could see.

“humans are an enigma. physical objects and intellectual creations may have its worth hidden in correlation to who possesses them. however, i do believe i don’t… own you.”

the room was immediately silent after his last statement, all you could hear was your heart thumping loudly in your ear, head feeling heavier on your shoulders each second that passed by. he thinks he doesn’t own you? that was the last phrase you thought you would hear from him.

“of course i’d like to own your heart, that’s what lovers are.” what we are - both of you knew that was his true intention behind his somewhat vague wording. “is that what you wish to hear from me, dear? that i love you.” his monotone declaration of “love” sent a wave of warmth, and cowering fear to the pit of your stomach. for one, it certainly was what you desperately craved to hear from the chalk prince. you were so, so close to giving into his sweet temptation, his reserved nature, his teal eyes that seem to only look at you, and his cold, yet addictive touch of hands, caressing you like you were the only existence that he cared about.

yet, his cold tone when he confessed the words of love weighed heavy at the back of your mind, how monotone, and… void he sounded. do people usually sound so laid back when speaking such words? you couldn’t know, you couldn’t remember. but you had a feeling it wasn’t quite the case, that he sounded too empty, his promise sounded heavy, yet desolate at the same time. that your heart felt too burdened from his love, not blissful. but if that were the case, albedo was prepared to mold your tastes until you preferred his weighty love, bitter and cold on your tongue. he'd make sure to train you until all you ever crave is his taste.

“... i love you as much as an artificial being could mimic the humane emotion of love, dearest.” he concluded the conversation coolly and with dignity like he always did, he always got the last word. after all, what he wants goes.

if you happen to disobey… well, let’s just say he was good at getting what he wanted. should he use honey-sweet words, alluring you in, threats, slight or considerable amount of pain and punishment, or make you face a situated scenario that would inevitably push you towards him…

in the end, albedo would have you. - that’s what he had concluded. after all, once again - what he wants, goes.

kaedehara kazuha .

the menacing, yet melodic giggle he responded with sharpened your senses. you never knew what to expect from him, he could easily shatter your soul and courage with one look of his eyes if that was what his mockingly poetic love demanded of him.

“love, you never cease to amaze me.” as expected of the bride, the distinguished lady of the great kaedehara clan he intended to continue. every step you take, every sway of your hair in the end, the rounin felt himself fall deeper for your charm, his one and only perfect love. you were absolutely perfect, you had to be. (you were his, after all.)

he approached you with an intimidatingly slow pace, placed his hand on the top of your head with seemingly great delicacy. the weight of his hand on your head seemed like it was pushing you down, further until you were at his feet- at his complete and eternal mercy. in one way, it was the perfect place for you, his docile loving darling. it should come natural for lovers to please and make one another happy. it should come as easy as breathing to both you and him, after all, he himself was at your feet. why shouldn’t you share the same sentiment, the same desire? he would lay down his life, lay down his everything and more. that’s what love is, existing in this cruel world in the name of your lover.

at least according to what he carved in your mind which you’ve soon learned to accept.

“have i ever once, made you feel unloved or unworthy?...” his hand travelled down, slowly and gently caressing the back of your head, the side of your neck, and lingered at the same spot while feeling your beating heart. (the heart that beats for him - the sinister thought brought a pleased smile to his lips. ) the silent confidence in his statement sent shivers down your spine. of course he was aware, he had never once denied you of your needs, everything except your freedom was in the palm of your hands. with one whisper of your voice, kazuha would carve out his heart, display it on a platter. he would sacrifice his last breath to caress your lips one last time, excarnate his own being and wrap his warm skin around your shivering body if you were cold. going to extreme length to keep you, his angel dove by his side, is an absolute necessity for him.

and the ugly truth was, he expected the exact same from you.

“have i ever left you unsatisfied?” he continued, placing his hands around your neck, not squeezing, but with just enough force of grip for your entire body to tense up in fight-or-flight instinct. too bad neither was an option.

“like i said, you might get bored-” to your surprise, your speech was interrupted.

“boredom is not something associated with true love, my dearest. i can promise you that.” his stable and calm voice never once wavered, and said to you with utmost certainty, almost to the point you allowed yourself to believe the honey-sweet temptation of love he presented you with.

“and if my verbal promise does not suffice…” finally, he wrapped his arms around you, and buried his face into your neck. with a sigh of happiness leaving his lips, he let out a low giggle near your ear.

“i’ll prove it until the rest of my life, until you believe in my love.”

until you believe me - he whispered, placing a sickeningly tender kiss on your neck. the sensation of his alluring kiss lingered on your shivering skin, your mind left blank and tempted. after all, kazuha’ forte was words. he could spin you around like a marionette, should he want.

and that’s what he intended to do. keep, worship and adore his beloved doll, lover for all eternity.

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yourangel137 · 8 months

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Stained lips

This one I made for my very good friend @flowerie-lumi , I hope you enjoy it<3 thank you for being my inspiration (also this art was my inspiration)

Pairing: Kazuha X Fem!reader

Warnings: S M U T without any plot, curse words. It's still considered very soft and cute I think

Type: Drabble

Word count: 871 words

Summary: oh what your pink lipstick does to him.

God he looks so good with swollen lips and your lipstick stained on them. The way his eyes are still half closed while his eyebrows are fully relaxed, he’s asking for more kisses even if his lips are already so swollen. The small bit of saliva covering his lips make them look even more delicious, who wouldn’t want to kiss them more? You lean in and press your lips against his again, immediately you feel him kiss you back, hands finding their way to your waist to pull you closer. He pulls you fully on top of his lap, his hands trailing down to your ass, softly squeezing it.

God his lips are addicting, his touches are addicting, his noises are addicting, he is addicting. You pull away to gasp for some air, his eyes now looking at you with such lust, such need. “You taste so good.” He quietly says, eyes already looking back down at your lips before they look back up at your eyes. “More.” You watch him immediately lean in again and he presses his lips on yours once more. It feels desperate, the way he kisses you. The way his tongue slips inside almost immediately, the way needy little noises leave his swollen lips and the way his teeth softly nibble your bottom lip.. This alone already makes you realize what he truly wants. Yet even if that wouldn’t give you enough hints, his hands would. The grip onto your body gentle yet with a touch of lust. Gripping your waist tightly, groping your ass lustfully and stroking over any exposed skin he can find with such gentle fingers.

This time you pull away from the kiss and your eyes catch the small bit of saliva between you and Kazuhas lips break its connection. The boy before you looks at you with those same lustful eyes, asking you to continue without using any words. You grab the bottom of your shirt and lift it up, removing it from your body and his eyes immediately trail over your body with such love and lust for it. His left hand softly holds onto your waist while the other explores your every curve and every skin texture. “You’re so gorgeous, my dove. Indescribably beautiful.” His lips find their way on your neck, pressing soft kisses here and there and creating small marks on your empty canvas. You can’t help but put a hand on his head, stroking through his long locks of hair, loving how it looks when it’s out of its usual ponytail. Your hand grabs onto Kazuha’s hand, softly stroking over his burn scars before pressing them against your chest as an invitation. The kisses pressed against your neck get more intense as his scarred hand squeezed your breast. “Stunning.” He whispers before both his hands move to your back to unclip your bra and fully remove it from your body. “Touch me more..” You softly speak out, your lips also just as swollen but still needy enough for more.

“As you wish, my love.”

His lips trail kisses down your neck to your collarbones until it eventually lands on your chest. You let out a small mewl the moment his tongue flicks over your nipple before his lips are fully around it. He sucks on it, your other nipple getting attention from his hand, squeezing and tugging on it gently. Your filthy mouth let’s more noises out, more moans and each sounding needier than the other. Your upper body feels so good being touched by the love of your life, your pussy is drenched because of all the attention he’s giving you. But you’re not dumb, you also know the effect you’re giving your lover. The tent in his pants is visibly shown and you can’t help but press your hand against it, softly palming him through his layers of fabric. You hear a soft whimper out of his mouth followed up with a; “fuck~”, something you love to hear whenever you touch him. Curse words like that, come out of his mouth so effortlessly beautiful and lustful. “Dove.. it feels good.. but I bet your lips would feel even better around it..” His words send shivers down your spine and even more tingles down your pussy. At this point you know your panties are completely soaked but you don’t care, he will remove them soon anyways.

“I’ll do anything for you.” You tell him without any shame. Kazuha lifts his head and looks into your eyes for a hot minute before he leans in again for another kiss. In the meantime his hands unbutton your pants and open your zipper before one of his hands slip inside your pants and underwear. Shamelessly you let out a moan once you feel his finger touch your clit gently. You feel his lips curl up and you already know what he’s about to say. “You’re so wet.” Despite knowing damn well he was going to say that, you still get goosebumps from his words. “Cause of you..” you say, a blush covering your cheeks.

“I know, but you started with those gorgeous pink lips of yours you know? Teasing me with them.. Now shall we continue?”

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Thank you for reading <3

Much love,

Angel

Made on: 04/09/2023

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mrpenguinpants · 1 year

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Overdue Bills

— He knows your fake relationship with him was made purely for beneficial reasons. After everything was said and done, you both went your separate ways. So why does he keep coming back to you?

— Alhaitham, Ayato, and Kazuha

-> Part 1: Please go out with me for tax benefits! -> Not connected but can also be read: I refuse to fall in love out of spite [ TBA ] [Masterlist]

Does this feel rushed because it is. I assumed everyone wanted a continuation but I plan on writing another fic using the original prompt but for different characters. The titles have nothing to do with the fics but I really wanted to title this, we've been trying to reach you about your car's extended warranty.

Alhaitham

There's only so much Kaveh can handle before he hits a breaking point and this might be it. A few months ago he overheard the librarian ask a stranger how their boyfriend Alhaitham was doing, to which he nearly broke his neck in how fast he turned. From the long pause and the plain answer of, "he's fine", which Alhaitham most definitely isn't given how much work the sages are dumping onto their scribe, Kaveh came to the conclusion that you're another creepy admirer or an attention-seeking leech. While Kaveh wouldn't call Alhaitham something as close as a friend, the man at least deserved to know there was another deranged person spreading lies. He assumed Alhaitham would confront you, knock some sense into you, and that would be the end of it. But because Alhaitham operates on a level that's incomprehensible to Kaveh, instead you've both entered into a fake dating relationship that he honestly believes is a horrible idea. But Alhaitham is his roommate, not his friend, and he doesn't have the time or care to facilitate a non-existent love life. But lo and behold the next time he sees you, there's a silver-haired man is hovering nearby looking at you with the closest thing to love his stoic face can make. Things are only weirder when Kaveh brings the sight up to you, saying that you're both taking this fake dating in stride and he's honestly impressed at how Alhaitham really put his all into this performance. Only for you to look at him as if he's grown two heads. You and Alhaitham stopped dating weeks ago.

Alhaitham isn't stupid. There's only so much rationalization he can turn to and so many excuses he can make but at the end of the day, he has to admit that he never works better than he does sitting beside you. At first, he reasoned that it was because people didn't bother him as much and you knew how to be quiet. Perhaps that's why you've skyrocketed in his requirements of friendship despite the fact that you both weren't really friends. But then he couldn't sit alone without getting restless. There’s an empty space beside him that constantly makes itself aware in his subconscious. One that screams at him that he wants you to be there, not just because you can scare people away.

It's a slow realization from there starting with him comparing you and Kaveh. For as much as he and his senior argue back and forth almost every time they meet, Alhaitham considers Kaveh an excellent mirror to him that can push his thoughts to go further. But you're different. That realization turns into contemplation when you actually listen and take his advice. Every scholar is egotistical to some degree, there's a lot of pride to take into your research, and having your weeks of hard work be written off by a blunt statement gets people angry. Alhaitham would be the first to know, he's been on the receiving end of that anger multiple times. Yet when he points out a section in your thesis to be incorrect, you simply tilt your head thinking before agreeing he was right. Crumbling your paper, ready to start all over again without any fuss. Still water versus the wave that Kaveh is. While some would call that boring, he finds it charming.

The nail in the coffin is when he catches himself labeling the chair next to him as yours. He can't justify that one and he's suddenly confronted that he severely underestimated how much he's grown to like you. He originally agreed to the idea to keep his comfortable routine without any interruptions and your introduction would fix his issue of suitors but you've played your part so perfectly that he fell for it. He was tempted to stop talking to you altogether, cutting the deal off entirely and never speaking to you again. But you're not a saint and just as he realized his feelings, your thesis was done and you left abruptly before he had any time to prepare. A glaring empty spot mocking him. Only to come back with your stacks of books and a nervous smile that Alhaitham refuses to acknowledge makes his heart beat just the slightest bit quicker.

He knows you can hear the whispers that you and Alhaitham have gotten back together. Yet you haven't said anything and he politely chooses to not say anything either. The rumors certainly haven't stopped you from acting differently and he doesn't know if that's a good thing. He knows your language is touch but now he wants to be the one near you this time. That way the first person you’ll speak to is him. By now he’s fully aware of his feelings and how far they’ve developed for him to actually start feeling possessive. So the next time you lean against him to show him a particular paragraph of a book, he wraps a hand around your waist, disguising it as him shifting you to the side so he can get a better angle to read. Under his hand, he can feel how tense you become at the casual touch, how your eyes jump from him to the floor, before relaxing and continuing on.

In hindsight, he knows by all rational reasoning he should just confess to you and get it over and done with. But there's something exciting in the way you look at him with calculating eyes that he stares back at unflinching. He thinks of it as payback for you strolling into his carefully planned life and making a mess. He’s simply allowing himself to indulge in it. Now every time you greet him with a wave, he offers a smile. When you want to drag him somewhere by the cape, he slips his hand into yours stating you'll stretch the fabric too much. And when you need to whisper something in his ear? He'll practically be in your lap with how close he leans in even if there's no one else in the room. He knows eventually you'll catch on to what he's trying to do, what he's trying to say. You've been practicing for months sitting beside him. It's finally when he invites you to the pavilion that he can see the realization on your face that Alhaitham clearly doesn't consider you just a friend. The look of bewilderment goes back and forth with suspicion before finally settling into an amused huff with the smallest of smiles.

It's late enough into the day that he knows the only people lingering in the Akademiya are either passed-out students or scholars too wrapped up in their work. All consideration he's taken to make sure you're both uninterrupted for this moment. And what a moment it is. The pavilion itself is beautiful with its blue and green stained glass windows that reflect the evening sun. The yellow flowers swaying gently in the breeze add just enough color to not be irritating. Kaveh might need to retract his statement that Alhaitham doesn't know a thing about romance because it's painfully obvious what's about to happen.

"Any more and people might get the wrong idea you know," you say as you lean against the white wall. The look of confusion is gone from your eyes, replaced with mirth. It does not make him shudder.

"About what? The library is cramped with people and the pavilion is quiet," he says like it's an off-handed comment before turning around, leaning his weight against his elbows on the railing as he turns to the side to look at the view this specific pavilion provides. "Although I can understand where you might have drawn that conclusion. I can assure you nothing like that will happen. You're not my type."

He can physically feel you bristle even though he isn't looking at you before your footsteps come closer and closer until your form is right in front of him. He still refuses to look at you but he can tell the moment you see his poorly hidden smile. He hears you let out an amused huff before you bring your hands up and settle them against the railing as well. Only you've decided to cage him in between your arms and it makes him turn to you, raising a brow. He's already lost the moment he turned but the cheeky grin you have is worth it. You look really cute when you're smug.

"If I had any interest, it would have died a long time ago. You're the worst fake boyfriend I've ever had so I can't imagine how insufferable you'll be as a real one," you shake your head exasperated but there's a small entertained look that tugs at his heart. That you know what he knows and he knows what you know. A similar feeling of understanding that he's gotten so used to. One that lets him act in such an irrational way.

"You've had others?" he asks as his arm comes off the railing to settle around your waist. You don't push him away, easily following along.

"For such a pretty face you have such an awful personality," you sigh disappointed yet the arms that cage him move to settle around his neck, twirling the silver hair at the base of his neck as you lean closer until there isn't space between the two of you.

"Oh? So you think I'm pretty?" He tilts his chin slightly down, his lips brushing against yours.

"You must have selective hearing." With your faces so close, he can see the excitement in your eyes. He's sure that he is the same. So he ignores the pleased look on your face and leans in.

Ayato

Ultimately, he's just a passerby. He decided on a whim to go along with some absurd act because he thought the sheer dread and embarrassment on your face was amusing and he wanted to see more. By all accounts, your temporary date wasn't too bad. It felt a bit refreshing being with someone that looked like they rather throw themselves in the nearby sea than stand next to the refined Yashiro Commissioner. But otherwise, that's the end of your relationship. With a few words here and there, he managed to spin the absurd story into his favor and reign in the disaster your little stunt might have caused. He's grateful that you so easily play along with him. Not a single complaint about how he lies through his teeth that someone was bothering you so he extended his help so this individual would leave you alone. It makes both of you, mostly him, look good. How people rush to make sure you're okay while your expression flickers between guilt and embarrassment is far more entertaining than anything he originally planned during this outing. But at the end of the day, you have nothing to do with each other and he owes you nothing. Your presence is ultimately inconsequential in the stream that is his life. That is until one day your relationship changes to stupidity and heartfelt sincerity.

It starts off as a joke. Ayato tends to latch onto small things that give him a momentary break from his busy and stressed lifestyle and duties. Plus there's something lighthearted about this situation that he doesn't want to let go of just yet. Unfortunately for you, Ayato's newfound joy is sneaking up on you and sending you into an early grave. The first time it was an accident, you just happened to be easily jumpy, but the second time though? The resounding screech of terror never fails to make a smile appear on his face and you're convinced that he's a sadist. He doesn't even have to try that hard, his steps are silent even against the crooked stone path that he can waltz up right behind you. But his absolute favourite part is bending down and whispering what exactly his fiancee is so interested in. It always leads to embarrassing talks of you politely asking him to not refer to you with that title anymore that he swiftly blocks by mentioning that, wasn't it you who called him your fiancee first? You should take responsibility.

He thinks your reactions are cute even if you're a bit vulgar in language, although to him that just adds to the warped sense of charm he finds in you. Thoma nearly chokes on his own spit when Ayato perks up at something behind him, suddenly dropping the calm facade of the Yashiro Commissioner and something more genuine before calling out to a "fiancee". Thoma whips around to see a stranger speaking with Yoimiya before their eyes lift and lock with Ayato's and their expression immediately sour. He doesn't think he's ever seen anyone show such a disgusted expression and he can't help but wonder what his lord has done this time. Before Thoma can say anything the stranger picks up a firework ball and hurls it at his Lord who easily sidesteps the attack, the resounding death threats only making the blue-haired man laugh.

It's fun. You're fun to be around. The entire situation is silly and ridiculous and it feels nice. Ayato had to grow up too fast, become an adult too fast, and shoulder the burden meant for later years. Something as small as a nickname, an inside joke, something he can bring up to spite someone just for the fun of it is nice. Perhaps that's why he refuses to let go and finds himself returning to you.

It's all a joke. There's no way Ayato can actually take your hand in marriage. Not with your differences in status. You think that's the only reason people entertain the idea, why he even entertains the idea. To get a reaction out of you that he can relentlessly tease and it's all so stupid. That is until he receives a different reaction that leaves him lost and confused.

You stumble upon him in the aftermath of another one of his assassination attempts. He was perfectly fine, not even a speck of dust on his white coat yet you were nearly in hysteria. Panicked hiccups as you sob uncontrollably into his chest, your tears doing far more damage to dirtying his clothes than an attempt on his life. He tries his best to console you but you can't seem to stop the tears and as much as he values staying dignified, he's almost at his limit. Hand already poised to yank you off until he falters in both mind and body when you suddenly turn your head up and he sees the expression that you hid away in the lapels of his coat. The feeling of the annoyance of having to wash his coat flew out of his mind at the sight of your teary eyes and downturned lips. A small, very small, part of his heart beats just a bit faster. An even smaller part that was buried under the title of Yashiro Commissioner perks its head over someone who was crying for him. Even though you've both talked multiple times, you and he aren't close enough to be considered friends, at least in his eyes. Yet you're currently looking at him as if you're the one that's been attacked because of the simple fact that he could have been hurt. It's...strange.

He doesn't say anything as you usher him into your home to fix up whatever injuries you happened to have conjured in your mind. He's never stepped foot into your residence and he's honestly glad he hasn't because your home is...disheartening, to say the least. He thinks the estate has more life than what was supposedly something you called home. It's not that your place is poor, you're not sleeping on a slab of rock, but it's empty. Like you don't have anything at all. The only thing you seem to carry is your small pile of books. Worn but well taken care of. So he doesn't say anything as you fuss over him, doesn't say anything about the horrendous first aid kit you bring, and bids you farewell at the door of your home. You smile at him widely and tell him to take care of himself. But when he turns to leave, he risks one last peek at you, just in time to see you close your door. You aren't smiling anymore. He stops walking.

It starts to escalate from there. The following months of sudden change are so abrupt that he has no choice but to follow along. He wants to see every expression you have. If that isn't enough, he'll find new ones for you to make.

Ayato's first impression of you is charming but in a pitiful sort of way. You have to be an airhead, you must be considering your shared first meeting. How you didn't realize your mistake and went along with everything is beyond Ayato. You and Itto are almost on the same level of denseness but while Itto does everything with blind confidence that the situation has changed because of him, you are the opposite. Wandering into your own mess as you ignore all the warning signs until it's too late. But you're also honest and upfront, two traits that Ayato has come to value immensely. He finds you endearing, so much that it's starting to overfill his teacup. So with a silent smile, he asks a question.

"Why don't you become my fiancee?"

The noodle slips between your chopsticks, a loud unflattering splat against the table echoing through the silence as you stare at him slack-jawed. He begins to worry that he's accidentally sent you into a stroke because one of your eyes starts twitching.

"Huh? Are you being for real?" you ask deadpanned. He can't help but chuckle under his fingers before resting his chin on the palm of his hand. It feels nice to be able to rest his elbows against the table without someone reprimanding him for his lack of manners. He finds your dry reaction far cuter than the blushes and swoons from the ladies that the elders forced him to take out.

"Be my fiancee." he pauses before continuing as an afterthought. "For real this time."

You pick up your fallen noodle, chew, swallow, and then point your chopsticks at him. Not convinced in the slightest. "Even if you haven't picked out a fiancee you shouldn't joke about that."

"Really?" he fakes surprise, "Then how come you're on a date with me right now?"

You choke. He pushes his teacup towards you, who takes it and gulps down half of its contents in one go. The glass clinks loudly on the table when you put it down yet it doesn't distract him from the sheer disbelief on your face as your ears grow red. He thinks out of all of the expressions you've given him, he likes this one the most.

"This isn't-It's not," you attempt to say, spluttering the entire time that remnants of the tea you just drank wet your lips.

"Yes, it is. Why? Is it bad? Do you know enjoy being taken out to dinner? I can easily arrange for something else instead," He reached over with a napkin to wipe your face. It only serves to make you more embarrassed that he's treating you like a child as you push his hand away lest you combust on the spot. There's no immediate answer. He can't tell whether you're actually considering his offer, or if you're refraining from throwing your chopsticks at him.

"No thanks. If I've learned anything it's that you'll only torment me until I die. I'm starting to think I like you even less," you grumble, shoving more noodles into your mouth.

Ayato is a strange man so he doesn't wait for the water to spill, just tips the cup over and starts again. This time he waits for you to swallow before saying anything, he doesn't want you to choke again.

"That's unfortunate. I adore you, you know."

Kazuha

While his feelings and words were true, he resigns himself to the fact that your relationship was a one-and-done situation. Impulsiveness isn't one of his qualities but as he reflects on his time with you, he gets a bit flustered at how hard he fell. He had just met you and yet within the span of a couple weeks, you managed to fill out the empty parts of his heart. He tries to rationalize that it was just the timing. He had been on the run for so long, his thoughts always chained around Inazuma, and upholding his promise to his friend. But then you happened to crash into his life, quite literally, and everything slowed to a stop at that moment. Originally it was just to protect you from a clingy admirer but then you started asking about him. What his hobbies were, what kind of dreams he had, and whether or not he would like to learn how to fly. Every day and night sitting beside you on the crow's nest, the gentle sway of the waters rocking the boat, and the backdrop of noise down on the deck was the most serene Kazuha has ever felt since he left Inazuma. But all things must come to an end eventually and even though Kazuha knows that this might be the end, you look so hopefully at him that he can't help but try to push the end to tomorrow. He just needs to garner the strength to move.

Beidou asks if he's sure about his decision to leave the Crux and wander on his own. It's not nice to make you wait even though she knows you and when you say you'll wait, you're going to damn wait no matter how long it takes. But he reassures her that he's still not ready. As much as he wants to run over the water back to Liyue, he doesn't want to bring along conflicted and aimless feelings. But he will hurry, he's been running for so long, he can run a little further for something and someone for himself. It's a bit selfish but Beidou gives him an exasperated soft smile that lets him know it's not a bad thing. Although with each passing day Beidou's ship ports, it gets harder and harder for her to break the news that Kazuha is still not back. Beidou does her best to reassure you that Kazuha isn't stringing you along, she would have drowned him in the ocean if he was that low of a guy, but she can tell that with each visit your expression grows more and more distant. Watching how you're the first one to rush down the wooden bridges with a hopeful expression that one-day Kazuha might be there only to leave with a sad smile. It makes her want to track her problem child down and bring him back to you. Not that she has any idea where he wandered too.

He ends up in the forests of Sumeru. His keen sense of smell aids him as he treks through the wilderness until he meets a strange forest watcher and a girl in green. Their a bit of an odd pair but so is Kazuha and they become fast friends. Apparently, his calm demeanor is a breath of fresh air and it's enough that they don't pry into his history. Although there are moments when he can feel their eyes on him. Perhaps living in the forest has led them both to be aware of subtle changes far better than Kazuha can smell. It starts when they trek towards the small lakes and waterbeds to gather niloptala lotus for Tighnari that he sees it. An anemone flower. Soft white petals with a dark blue center sway in the breeze as he stands watching it move. It's Collei who approaches him and explains white anemone flowers, also known as windflowers, symbolize sincerity due to their delicate appearance. According to mythology, the anemone flower was created when Aphrodite's mortal lover, Adonis, was killed and from the spot where her tears fell to the ground, an anemone emerged. She says that he might enjoy that last bit of information to use as inspiration for his many haiku poems because he's looking at the flower as if he's fallen in love. Although she warns him that when fresh, all parts are poisonous.

When Inazuma finally calmed down and Thoma informed him that he was no longer a wanted man, it was the second time Kazuha could take a deep breath and relax. He was free from running and could focus on the future. He won't lie and say that his thoughts didn't stray back to you every night. He's been gone for months and he wonders if you still remember what he looks like. But now he has to ask himself the hard question if he's ready to see you. Unfortunately, he doesn't get to make that choice.

He sees you at Port Ormos by chance, speaking to a silver-haired man before you cut yourself off mid-sentence as your eyes lock onto his. Even with everything Kazuha has been through, he feels scared. He knew he would eventually return to you but now that you're here, is he not ready? Or is he scared? He knew that asking for you to wait was selfish, that one day he may return with your hand in someone else's. Maybe that's why you're all the way in Sumeru rather than the high mountains of Liyue. All these emotions reflect back to you and he can see it, your fists are trembling even as you gaze back at him with conviction and determination. The sun shines right behind you, creating a gold halo over your tousled hair. But it makes the shadows of your strained expression darker, your eyes gloss over your jaw tense, and everything about your posture screams please don't disappoint me Kazuha. Then it's gone. Your attention back to the silver hair man, pretending as if nothing happened. You'll wait until he's ready but you won't acknowledge him when he's not. And Kazuha. Kazuha runs away.

"There you are."

Kazuha looks up to see Tighnari sitting at the table facing the entrance that Kazuha has stumbled through. It's late into the night and because his heart has more room to bear, he feels guilty that Tighnari stayed up to make sure he returned. Before he can apologize Tighnari raises a hand to stop him, sighing before he gestures Kazuha to sit down. Fiddling with his pouch he takes something and slides it across to Kazuha. An Inazuma charm. The same one you gave him when he left.

"You dropped it when you were running through Port Ormos like you had stolen something. I had to convince Cyno that you weren't a thief but you're going to have to apologize to Collei for scaring her like that," he huffs as he settles back into his seat, watching at how Kazuha raises a wary hand to pick up the charm like it'll break under the slightest pressure. It makes Tighnari soften around the edges, the worried lines of his face smoothing out as he rests a hand on the samurai's shoulder. "Are you okay Kazuha?"

It only serves to bring a pained smile to the man's face, shaking his head. No. No, he's not alright. He hasn't felt "alright" in months. He's lived his life thinking that as long as his blade was by his side, he could continue moving. But now it feels like he's slowly dying. Poisoned from the core. He thought he would be able to approach this like he had always been. That he thought he understood what he was doing and trusted the wind to guide him. But now he's confronted with his accountability and he doesn't know what to do but run. Back into the silence of the forest until he can't run any further. Collapsing onto the cold ground as he heaves for another breath. Every moment up until now replays in his head, becoming more vivid no matter how long it's been until he can smell your fragrance. It was a similar feeling to when he lost his friend, this lingering pain. It's why he decided he needed to leave first. He always assumed he remembered because of guilt. Guilt that he asked you to wait, guilt that he wasn't the one that was ready, and guilt that even after all this time he hasn't entered the border of Liyue. Yet no matter how long he goes, this feeling of guilt only remains for you until he doesn't know if that's the correct emotion. If what remains in his heart truly isn't guilt, what is this emotion that keeps him looking back at his memories of you? He doesn't know. It's his first time feeling this way.

"You're in love Kazuha. That's it."

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There's a sudden ruckus on the ship deck that has Beidou draw her head up, her letter to Ningguang momentarily paused as she listens carefully to what her crew is so noisy about. Their voices are muffled through the thick wooden walls of her office but it doesn't sound like they're in any danger. Either way as the Captain she should check out what everyone is so excited about. She shoulders her fur-lined shawl back on and slams the doors open.

"What's got you all so- Kazuha?!" Beidou nearly chokes midsentence to see her sentence when he spots that familiar white and red hair. Even though it's only been a few months, he looks so much older than she remembers. When he said he wanted to do some soul searching, she didn't think it would make him look so...mature. It's not that his outward appearance is any different, he's still got that adorable baby face, but the air around him is tranquil rather than still.

"Captain, it's good to see you again," Kazuha smiles and gives a small wave. His hand is free of bandages letting her see the electro burns that scar his skin. She politely doesn't let her eyes linger on them for long, that's all in the past anyways. So she grins ear to ear and yanks the poor man into a headlock and a giant slap on the back. Her official way her welcome a trusty companion back.

"About time lover boy, let's get you home."

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ikebo-simp · 4 months

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Kazuha sometimes just tunes out of reality, lost in his own thoughts, but even though he's in a daze, his eyes always follow you

His mind will trail off into a daydream, but he only has eyes on you

Generally, when Kazuha off in his own little world, it's impossible to get him out, unless it's you

Just a few words, or leaving the room, will knock Kazuha right out of his thoughts

He can't help it, even though his dreams are wonderful, he much prefers his reality with you

Thanks for Reading

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nogenderbee · 2 months

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♡˗ˏ✎*ೃ˚ 𝕎𝕖𝕒- 𝕊𝕋ℝ𝕆ℕ𝔾!? ₊˚ˑ༄

*ੈ✩‧₊˚ anon request: Could I request Heizou, Kazuha, Lyney, and Kaeya with a petite, short reader that wields heavy weaponry?

*ੈ✩‧₊˚ Absolutely!! Oh my gosh I swear I love this idea and I don't know why, I just do! I picked claymore since it seems like heaviest weapon in genshin so despite you mentioning it, I felt like it was the best way to go! Anyway, hope you somehow like it!

*ੈ✩‧₊˚ fluff

✧ your height always made Kaeya a bit amused, you're the same age as him and yet he could just rest your arm on your head without a single problem

✧ but he also knew you were an excellent fighter so he never doubted your abilities even if he never saw you fighting

✧ and that's what intrigued him one night... he realized he showed off his combat skills in front of you and you never even told him what weapon you use!

"Hey darling, don't you think you're a little unfair? You never even told me what weapon you use. Could it he catalyst and you're simply flustered about it~?"

"Oh no, you just never asked. But it's claymore!"

"You- fight with claymore? Well that's unexpected~"

✧ he's definitely surprised but not to the point he wouldn't believe it... he always saw how you were pretty strong, especially for your height so he could see you using weapon this heavy...

✧ but now he wants to see you fight even more! He's not gonna get you into dangerous situation on purpose but he certainly will try to convince you to show off or to practice together

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@bleachtheidiot - come get your cavalry capitan~

✧ Kauzha never minded your height, he knew he'd love you the same even if you'd be 30cm taller than him, height didn't matter here

✧ but it certainly made it so much easier for him to give you affections he wanted

✧ but he fant decline that your height did make him feel a bit more protective of you despite knowing you could fight well

✧ he'd gladly fight everyone on your way if it meant you could stay in back and be sure you're in no danger

✧ but he's also aware you're independent so he won't stop you from fighting for yourself

✧ but when you suddenly take out claymore... he was stunned in place and it took him a little while to go back to fighting

✧ after that, he definitely compliments your fight style and actually goes on with his day, happy he got to know something new about you

"That's fighting style I didn't expect. But I'm happy as long as you feel comfortable with it. You did great job with defeating those enemies too."

✧ he knows your weapon is heavy so he'll sometimes offer to carry it for you when you're not fighting but don't get him wrong, he doesn't question your strength, he just likes doing little acts of service for you

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@bleachtheidiot - come get your poetic samurai~

✧ you thought you could leave this mystery unknown to Heizou? The greatest detective in Inazuma? C'mon, you should know better than that even if you're outlander!

✧ he made a notice of your strength and figured it couldn't come from a bow or catalyst unless your just use your fists like he does-

✧ the best thing is, he won't ever say it straight to you, even if he notices you walking with claymore or even fighting by passing nearby

✧ instead, he'll act all curious like he doesn't know, maybe even reading you a bit

"I use catalyst. You could've asked me sooner."

"Oh don't joke like that. How could someone who can't reach too shelve use claymore? I mean, look at you dear... you're too cute for weapon like that~"

✧ it night be a bit rude of him but he just can't he'll himself from doing so when he knows you'll give him that little pout or upset face later

✧ don't worry, prove him wrong and he'll let it go just a little... but don't worry, if his teasing makes you upset, it's always followed by apology kiss

✧ overally, he's proud to have someone like you as his partner and adores your deceiving looks, always adoring others reactions upon discovering what weapon you wield

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@bleachtheidiot - come get your flirty detective~

✧ Lyney wasn't really interested this much in what weapon you wield, he was relieved as long as he knew you had something to yourself

✧ he never really was curious enough to ask so it was probably actual fight when he got to discover you wield a heavy weapon like claymore

✧ let's be honest here, he's a sucker for strength in his partner and it runs in family and I will not listen to anything else you might tell me

✧ your gender doesn't even matter here, he'll immidietly turn into admiration mode and you can be sure this little fact about you will sit in his head for WEEKS

✧ but of course, he'll reject it and the fact he's blushing with some cheesy line followed by magic trick to distract you

"Distracted?! Me?! Oh no, no... I think you're the one distracted here. I mean... you didn't even noticed the rainbow rose in your hair, did you? Well I think your surprised expression only adds to your adorable self~"

✧ still, he's really bad at hiding him so if you're together for more than a month, you'll most likely figure out he's not telling you something and it must be his embarrassment because he usually shares most of his secrets with you

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@bleachtheidiot - come get your charming magician~

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donutsupremacy · 7 months

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Warnings

Written during 4.0

Idk how to smut tbh so brave urself

⚠️MINORS DNI, SMUT ONLY⚠️

Reader is gender neutral, but still has a hole— somewhere lol

Reader is submissive because I say so

Reader isn't traveller

Reader having a vision or not is up to your choice, it's irrelevant either way

Heizou is self-indulgent and long asf but let's pretend it's not

Xiao, Heizou and Scara give u crempie (Breeding kink kinda not exactly but uwu)

There's both degrading and praising I think u know who has which

ALL OF THESE ARE 100% CONSENSUAL AND YOU'RE THEIR S/O

Edg*ng (Aether)

C*ckw*rming (Venti)

Exh*biti*nism (Xiao)

Blindfolded (Kazuha)

S*mn*philia (Heizou)

Bondage (Wanderer)

Ooc 1000%

A/N: I'm too busy to do kinktober, but I decided to make this as a quick way to satiate my own thirsty ass

I probably wrote some of these kinks in a wrong way.

I kinda released this a few weeks ago by accident— those who somehow saw it before I made it private and then deleted it pls just ignore that it was a draft after all :'D

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MINORS DNI ⚠️

Aether (Edging)

Your teeth and nails sunk into his already sensitive, hot flesh, grunting as his hips snapped against yours violently. The bed underneath you creaks just as loud as the erotic sounds of his cock pistoning in and out of you.

A strained, shaky moan slips past your lips, the core in your abdoment tightening as he rubs every inch of your inner walls. Just a little more and you're going to—

*Shhlck~*

"Gh—!..."

You arched your back, shivering as he left your gaping hole empty, the burning sensation in your lower region had dissipated once again. "Y-You-!!"

"Sshh... Paimon's stirring a little~"

You hesitantly looked over at Paimon sleeping nearby, her eyes closed with drool streaming down her lips, she must be having a lovely dream while her two travelling companions were busy satisfying eachother's lustful desires.

You huffed, looking up and glaring at the blonde, the smirk on his face only made your face flush brighter. "What's wrong?... Feeling empty?~" He teased, rubbing salt in the wound by poking your abused hole with his cock coated in your fluids, the tip slipping inside with ease.

You almost bit your own tongue off, a quiet grunt slipping past your lips. Before you could even say anything, he had plunged into you again, grounding your arms down as you gasped at your stretched walls.

"A-Aeth-!!" "Lower your voice... If you don't, i'm not letting you finish~"

The sound of his skin slapping against yours was the only thing you could hear other than your erratic breaths, your eyes rolling upwards into your skull from your abused walls being rubbed so violently.

"Ah... always s-so tight~..."

He leans down, his shoulders with several bite marks belonging to you now right at your lips. "Go on, you can bite it again~" You sunk your teeth into his flesh once again, a shaky breath heard from the blonde.

"P-Please... please!!" You managed to wheeze out quietly, shaking like a leaf as you felt a wave of pleasure about to wash over you, your toes curling, barely able to contain a scream of—

* Shhhhliiick~*

The incoming pleasure died quicker than it came once he pulled out, your mouth detaches from his shoulder with a shaky sigh as he leaned away from you, grinning at your flushed, sweaty face, trembling with quiet whimpers and tears streaming down your face. You look so wonderful like this...

"Please... please, p-please..." You whispered out, feeling your mind running in circles, chasing after the bliss Aether had denied you of many times. You were going inane, all you could think about was him railing you into a blabbering mess.

He plants a soft kiss on youre forehead, a sniffle heard from you as the arousal in your lower half only burned in pain. "My dear, that isn't going to work... you're being too noisy."

With a chuckle, his twitching cock nudges at your entrance, a choked sob coming from you was all he needed for encouragement as he slips himself inside, panting as your entrance swallowed him whole without a problem.

You whimpered, your walls were so sensitive. And yet, he continued to plunge in and out of you so mercilessly.

"Keep quiet now... we're almost there~"

This teasing bastard...

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Venti (Cockwarming)

Straddled on his lap, stripped of your clothes from top to bottom, legs wrapped around his waist while your arms held onto him for dear life. A single arm holding your hips and grounding you down on his cock, your chest pressed against his. It was quite a situation you found yourself in.

"D-Done...?" You managed to ask in a trembling tone, you didn't want to turn around, not yet. If you so as to shift even a little bit, you'll immediately come undone with him still inside of you.

Suggesting this was a horrible idea.

You heard the sound of him sighing, but it sounded more playful than frustrating. His fingers tapped against your skin as he held your waist tightly, it was as if he had an electro vision, sending jolts of electricity dancing across your delicate skin.

"Mmm... I'm in quite a conundrum with this verse, love... What do you think of;—" At that point, your mind had gone blank, you buried your head into his shoulders with soft whimpers pouring out of your lips.

Everything was too hot, your body, your skin, his touches. It's getting unbearable now.

He stopped, chuckling in amusement as he set his lyre down, rubbing circles on your back. You're not sure if he was trying to soothe you, or make it worse as you arched your back at his touch. And then, you moaned oh-so-quietly.

"Mmm... That sound... it's- heavenly~" Venti whispered in a husky tone, his hot breath hitting the shell of your ear, sending chills down your spine. "I... would like to hear more, if you may?"

You opened your mouth to decline, but your words were left lodged in your throat as you felt both of his hands now gripping your waist. You hitched a breath, his fingers pressing against your delicate skin.

"Actually, you know what? Allow me~"

His fingers dug deeper into your flesh, grabbing a tight hold of your waist before lifting you up almost effortlessly, nearly out of your hole, and then slamming you back down onto his cock.

"H-HAAH!! V-VENTI—!!!"

He grunted when your dug your nails into his back, but it was well worth it to see you grasping onto him tighter than ever, your breathing uneven and your body shaking like a leaf.

Flushed face, sweating bullets. The way your soft inner walls hugged him, clasping down on the base of his cock, refusing to free him. He took that as an invitation. "A-Ah~ I think i've found the perfect melody!... But—"

You were still in a dazed state, confused as his words as you were fucked out of your mind. It wasn't until you felt him grasp your hips again did he lift you almost all the way up, before shoving you back down without a second to spare.

"V-VENT—!!~..."

He throbbed inside of you, and you felt that burning sensation shoot throughout your body. It didn't help when he purposely shifted around, squirming underneath you as a sly way to grind against your now overly sensitive hole.

He grabbed his lyre, pulling a string as the melodious note rang out. He grabs your hips again, a yelp leaving your hoarse throat.

"I'll have to hear a little more to continue composing the next verse~"

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Xiao (Exhibitionism)

"What kind of pathetic entertainment is this?"

You shuddered, he was absolutely infuriated.

Pinned against the wall of Wangshu Inn, the adeptus keeps an iron grip around your wrists, a knee shoved in-between your legs, barely an inch away from your clothed region. You weren't going to struggle out any time soon.

"Is this the type of pleasure you derive from? To see me suffer while yearning for you?" He growled softly, face flushed a deep red whilst his teeth gently nipped your skin.

For the entire evening, you had a lovely dinner with Zhongli, who was more than happy to narrate a thrilling battle of the Geo Archon.

However, it was hard to pay attention when you could hear the sound of Xiao's strained grunts, his erratic breathing whenever your fingers trailed up his thighs. His hips jerked upwards everytime you just so happened to brush your fingertips against the tent in his pants, clutching onto the table tightly, nearly snapping a chunk of it off.

There were so many people around, and Zhongli was blissfully unaware of your tempting administrations towards your beloved. His excuse— 'The chair is too stiff.'

"Ahaha... S-Sorry Xiao... but you were so close to me I couldn't help it~"

That excuse was even worse.

Now, bent over the railing with Xiao mercilessly thrusting in and out of you, reducing you into a blabbering, moaning mess. You feel the air knocked out of your lungs with every thrust, your eyes growing teary as his cock rubbed every inch of your abused walls. You clutched onto the railing, but at that point, he had fucked you hard enough that your strength had practically melted.

Luckily for you, he was already holding you by the waist, pulling you closer to sink himself deeper into you, it was painful— you felt like you've climaxed about 6 times already.

Unluckily for you, you noticed a few people chatting at the bottom of Wangshu Inn, you were both at the very top, and if they looked up— they were going to see a very... unforgettable sight.

You bit your tongue, surpressing your noises, only letting out quiet, strained whimpers.

He leans in closer, pressing his chest against your back, his hot breath hitting the shell of your ear. "Ah... What's wrong?... Why are you so quiet now?"

Followed by a particular thrust, shoving you deeper onto the base of this cock. "This is what you wanted, no? You wanted me to bend you over and take you from behind while surrounded with other people... That's what you did to me- I took it as a hint that you want the same thing."

"Or did you want me to just stuff every single drop of my cum inside of you?"

You were forced to bite your own hand, letting a shaky moan slip out, your eyes rolling back, shaking violently while your legs buckled. He holds you up, deciding to do it again and again- you were an absolute mess now.

Your chest pressed against the railing, his hips flushed against yours, cock buried deep inside of you as you felt him twitch. "I see... you can't handle the same treatement."

"N-Ngh-!!~" You felt it. You felt that familiar sensation flooding inside of you. Hot and sticky, filling you up as he thrusts lightly, as if he was shoving more and more of himself inside of you, ensuring not a single drop leaks out.

Your body trembled violently, his chest pressing against your back, pulling you flushed against his body, almost as if he was afraid of you disappearing.

He remains nestled inside of you comfortably, your panting mixed with his erratic breathing, his head leaning onto your shoulder. "...How do you feel?" He asked softly, placing a finger under your chin and gently guiding you to look at him. He may have been pissed earlier... but he still cares about you deeply.

"F-Fine... K-Kinda full..." You chuckled softly, leaning away from the railing so you wouldn't have to risk getting caught—

"What do you think you're doing?"

His gloved hand presses your back, pinning you back down, your chest pressing against the railing. You let out a startled sound, covering your mouth as to not make so much noise. As if it couldn't get any worse, he gently thrusts into you.

You let out a strained grunt, gripping onto the railing as he nears your ear. "You're not full enough." He spoke in a husky tone, a shiver running down your spine as he grabs your waist. "Let them all see— let them all see just how much pleasure you derive from when I make you break apart slowly."

"...You're not leaving until I fill you to the brim, if you so as to spill even a single drop— Then i'll make you wish you hadn't started this."

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Kazuha (Blindfolded)

It was innocent.

"Can you guess where next?"

"Ngh!~"

...At first.

You were always interested in the young samurai's impressive skills, specifically his enhanced hearing. His offer to teach you a little about his tricks piqued your interests more, you immediately agreed to your boyfriend's request.

It started off with him practising your hearing capabilities, it was difficult trying to focus on the sound of leaves flying in the wind when you could only hear the bustling noises of Liyue Harbor nearby.

It gradually turned... sensual. It was supposed to be a small test to see how sensitive your perception was to your surroundings while blindfolded, you didn't mind... until he accidentally breathed against the back of your neck, causing you to stiffen and hitch a breath, your back arching at his hot breath kissing your suddenly sensitive skin.

He wanted to see more.

Now, here he was; teasing you as you settled on his lap with your back to his chest, cock erect and squished between the plush of your thighs, twitching violently as you struggled to focus on your senses that were all over the place.

His fingers grazed across your sensitive skin slowly, like a feather dancing across your delicate flesh. You sucked in air through your gritted teeth, gently squeezing his cock with your thighs as a sort of revenge. He lets out a quiet groan of pleasure.

"Mmm... Dear, you won't feel anything if you focus is centered solely around me... Pay attention to your surroundings, focus on the slightest change in the wind or temperature- only then shall I reward you with a bliss that none can contend with." He hummed calmly, gently caressing your skin as he peppered light kisses on your neck. "Tell me- where can you feel the warmth of my palm?"

The blindfold that was blocking your vision helped heightened your other senses, there was no mistake feeling the sudden heat hovering against your waist.

"W-Waist..." You managed to stammer out through your erratic breaths, receiving a proud and content hum from your beloved. And then that sly chuckle...

He finally holds your waist, your hands immediately grabbing onto his wrist from the sudden warmth enveloping your entire body as he lifts you up, adjusting your position and his to poke the crown of his cock against your hole. "Are you ready for your reward?"

You frantically nodded, wanting nothing more than to feel him sliding in and out of your inner flesh, you were already starting to tremble in excitement.

He slowly sinks himself deep inside of you, your head thrown back and resting on his shoulder as you let out strained moans. You were still on the Crux, in the safety of your cabin... but you two should probably stay as quiet as possible.

"Ngh~... How do you feel now, dear?... Do you feel more... full now that i'm nestled inside of you?" He was right, oh god he was right— You've practically lost all of your senses, all you could feel was the overwhelming pleasure inside of you, as if your inner walls had grown extremely sensitive thanks to the blindfold.

"M-More... p-please, Kazu..." You whimpered softly, gripping onto his wrist tightly. He groaned quietly into your ear, gently squeezing your waist as he slowly rolls his hips against your, rubbing your insides ever so slowly. "K-Kazuha!~"

"Tight as... e-ever~..." Even the calm and elusive Kazuha was struggling to speak, let alone going at a slow pace. He wanted to just pin you down and ravage your helpless body from behind... but he knew better than that, he knows that riling you up first before pounding into you until the only word you'll know was his name would be the better choice.

The things you do to this normally calm and collected man.

"You've been such a good student... I think... it's fair only fair that I give you a... 'fulfilling' reward, no?"

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Heizou (Somnophilia)

Squelch~

Followed by a strained, quiet and breathy groan.

You felt your body rocking slowly, a pair of warm hands grasping onto your hips gently, careful to not hurt you.

It didn't take long for you to let out a quiet moan, feeling someone gently thrusting into your hole, the pleasure your body felt began to grow substantially obvious as your vision begans to clear.

You turned your head slowly, greeted by the sight of your boyfriend, holding your thighs and wrapping them around his waist as he buries his throbbing cock back inside of you slowly. You could see beads of sweat trailing down his face, gritted teeth as he shook in pleasure, panting as quietly as he could

His eyes were glued to the way your body swallowed his cock, almost as if you were inviting him in, even while asleep. The sight was addicting, it turned him on so much to see your body accepting him while you were 'asleep'. "T-Tight..." He whispered softly, his face flushed a deep red as he was visibly struggling to hold back.

He wanted to grip onto your waist harshly and fuck you hard until you were awake, to find yourself impaled by him as he thrusts into you mercilessly, the wind knocked out of your lungs with every snap of his hips against yours. He wanted to be your alarm clock, to wake you up by making you come undone as soon as your eyes opened while he filled you to the very brim.

"H-Heiz—"

He stopped, freezing in place as he flushed a faint red colour, his fingers began gripping your thighs a little harder, but not enough to hurt you. "Ah... it seems I... might not have been discreet enough..." He spoke softly as he gazed into your eyes, giving you an apologetic look while still buried deep inside you.

You felt him throbbing against your inner walls, a soft whimper slipping past your lips as you used your elbow to push yourself up slightly- you were pretty sore... how long had he been doing this?

"Heizou—" "I'm sorry..." He sighed softly as his olive eyes darted away, in shame and guilt for taking advantage of your body while asleep. He wanted to desperately continue, to fill your hole up with his cum until it leaks out onto your shared bed.

"I need you... so badly, my gem..." He whispered out, grunting as he held himself in place. "I want you... I wanted you so badly... But when you came home looking so... tired—" He couldn't hold back a gentle thrust, elicting a soft gasp from you. "I didn't want to rob you of your rest..."

You weren't sleepy anymore, you didn't even know what the time could've been, it was still nighttime from what you can see outside the window. "I... tried to take care of... myself, but... ah, even my hands can't compare to you and... your body... I'm aware this is incredibly immoral, but..."

He was breathing heavily, shaking like a leaf as he gave you an apologetic look, you could tell he wanted to continue- you were quite aroused as well, even your body was begging you to let him continue.

You reached out and gently carressed his silky burgundy hair, giving him a reassuring smile. "...You can continue, Heizou..."

He immediately began thrusting into you.

"Gh!— Th-Thank you... thank you—" He wasted no time snapping his hips against yours, the sound of his grunts and your moans filled the room, coupled with his skin slapping against yours violently. He was holding it all in for the entire night, now he can finally let loose and ravage your body whole, to fill you up until you passed out from pleasure.

He began showering you with compliments, burying his flushed face into your shoulder as he inhaled your scent. "You... why do you always... make me like this? Reducing me... from being the sharpest and... most sucessful detective... into a complete needy mess for you..."

He continues to hold your waist with one hand while carressing your cheek gently with the other.

"I feel like... such a criminal. It feel's illegal to have such an amazing [S/O] like you~..." He chuckled softly as he spoke in a husky tone, leaning down to plant his lips against yours, his tongue sliding into your wet cavern, intertwined with your tongue.

The two of you closed your eyes, your arms wrapped around his neck as he brings himself closer to you by lifting you up slighty by the waist, your scent and warmth were absolutely intoxicating to him, he just can't help but want more of you.

His thrusts were getting sloppy, and it didn't take long for you to feel him shoving himself deep inside you, his finger nails digging into your flesh.

You felt long ropes of his seed spurting out from his cock and slowly filling up your hole, followed with light and gentle thrusts, as if he was trying to milk out more of himself for you. He lets out quiet grunts into the kiss, finally feelin the ecstacy he himself had denied for the sake of your rest.

Soon, his lips detached from yours, a thin trail if your saliva and his connecting the tips of your tongues together, your light breathing mixed with his erratic breaths. He had been suffering the entire time you were asleep.

He sat up, sliding his cock out of your hole, causing you both to shudder and moan at the loss of eachother. He grinned at the sight; Your neck and collar had been littered with faint marks left by him, you body trembling, face flushed a bright shade of red and sweat trailing down the side, his load slowly leaking out of you. He felt himself getting hard again just by staring at you.

You're an absolute masterpiece.

"Man alive... how did I manage to capture the hottest [S/O] in all of Teyvat all for myself?..." He muttered quietly to himself, gazing at you with eyes full of adoration and affection.

"Mmm... Speak for yourself." You giggled, though you weren't exactly satisfied— you were close, very close, but he had already climaxed before you did. Regardless, you decided that satisfying your boyfriend was enough, seeing as he had been struggling chasing for his release almost the entire night.

Heizou, on the other hand— Wasn't going to be satisfied if you aren't.

You let out a startled squeak and blushed when he shoved himself back into you without warning, he was still hard and your walls were getting sensitive again, your hands gripping onto his shoulders as you looked up at him. He groaned in pleasure, slowly thrusting his cock inside of your hole still flooded with his seed.

"Ah... My gem, just letting me finish alone isn't fair..." He leaned down, carressing your cheek gently as he planted another kiss on your lips, smirking a little playfully. "You've been such an amazing [S/O] to me... please, let me repay you... tenfold~"

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Wanderer (Bondage)

[W/N]= Wanderer's name (Can be Kuni, Kunikuzushi, Wanderer, Scara, etc. It's up to you!)

You grunted in pain, feeling your body fall at a high velocity and through several branches that snapped upon impact, vines begun to wrap around your body until they tightened around you enough to stop your fall. You let out a yelp and groaned in pain soon after at the sudden stop, dangling a few inches off the ground while wrapped in vines from some trees.

For a minute, you had to take a breather and recover from the fall, despite feeling slightly suffocated with vines wrapped around your body tightly.

That was until you heard his laughter.

"Well... you've certainly been through much worse circumstances than this."

Landing right in front of you was your indigo haired boyfriend, a smug grin stretched across his face as he approaches you while staring down at you, amused at your predicament.

Just a few moments ago, both of you were travelling through the Avidya Forest, taking just a leisurely stroll— only to get ambushed by a group of mercinaries.

[W/N] had reassured that you didn't need to move an inch, saying 'it's faster' if you just stayed put and let him fend them off. It was partially the truth.

As much as you hate that mocking tone of his and the little jab at how slow you are when it comes to fighting, he does care about you, this was one of his ways to show his affection; Having you sit back and relax while watching him handle the situation for you.

It went... well— maybe he should've focused on those sumpter beasts first.

"Yeah, well, in most circumstances; I don't end up dying of asphyxiation because of a bunch of vines." You gave him an obviously fake, strained smile. "Now, get me down, [W/N]!" You barked, flailing around pathetically like a worm.

At first, the corner of his lips couldn't resist tugging up into a smirk, you truly look like a worm squirming around to him. How adorably amusing.

"Already demanding for my assistance?" He scoffs, looking away with a bored expression. "Is that how you're going to repay me for my generosity earlier? The nerve to even speak to me in that tone."

He began walking away, slowly. Hiding the small smirk on his face. He just wanted you to beg for your freedom.

You groaned, knowing what he wants. He wouldn't leave you alone defenseless and hanging— but he wouldn't help you down immediately either unless you did what he wanted.

"...Oh for the love of..." You hung your head low, letting out a defeated and tired sigh. "[W/N], please help me get down... I can barely move and I really don't want to be stuck here. You're the only one here who can help me right now..."

He stops, standing there with his back facing you. "...Naturally."

He sneers in a half-joking manner, before finally turning around and walking towards you. His hands began to glow a tinge of light blue, summoning a single windblade and flicking his wrist towards the direction above you lazily, swiflty slicing through the vines above you.

Thankfully, you weren't high up from the ground, landing on the ground with a soft 'thud!' You grunted, grumbling your complaints about the method under your breath.

"There. Now, get up... or do you want my help for another minor inconvenience you've caused for yourself?" He chuckled, crossing his arms with a smug grin— he knows you're still tied up.

Your limbs were still wrapped with together by vines, but you could at least move your entire body as a whole now. You struggled for a few seconds, getting up and onto your knees, giving him an unamused look.

"...You asked me to get you down, I did exactly what you asked for. Don't give me that look, you didn't specify to free you from the vines." [W/N] chuckled. This bastard...

As much as you two loved eachother, he sure loved mocking you with his words even if he doesn't want to intentionally hurt you. He just likes getting under your skin.

Maybe a little too much...

You clicked your tongue, glaring at him before lowering your head in shame, you had to beg again. "[W/N], please help me remo—"

"No."

"E-Eh?..." You flinched from the tone he used, he sounded... serious.

You looked back up as he gazes down at you, his hand blocking the sun as his shadow envelops you whole. His eyes swept over your body, noticing the provocative position you had unknowingly put yourself into— You've gotten onto your knees for him, all tied up.

It didn't take long for you to notice as well; Your arms and legs tied up, on your knees for your oh-so-loving boyfriend, who crossed his arms and took his time to admire you without a word, as if you were some masterpiece he had made.

"...I think i've found a better way for you to repay me."

He spoke in a deeper, husky tone. Now gazing into your eyes, a glint of desire sparking in them as he gives you another sly grin.

In one swift motion, he pins you down with one hand on the shoulder, using the other to cushion the back of your head in case he accidentally made you hit your head. You let out a startled yelp, looking up at him, his knees situated next to your waist.

"[W/N]! What are you doing!?" You narrowed your eyes at him warily, a blush dusting upon your cheeks as he hovers over your tied up body.

He chuckles, gently flicking your forehead, elicting an 'Ack!' From you. "Was there an indicator that I gave you the permission to speak?" He scoffs, slipping his index finger under your chin, carressing your lips with his thumb.

You wanted to say something sassy, but went against it— you're flustered, right where he wanted you to be; underneath him.

He sits up, briefly straddling your waist as he grabs one of the lower vines that was tied around your legs, he clutches it before twisting the vine and pulling it apart. Unfortunately, he immediately tied your arms and your upper body together with the vines.

"H-Hey! Th-This isn't necessary!" You hissed, your legs were freed but now your arms are permanently stuck to your sides until he decided to cut the vines again.

"Maybe to you, but if you don't follow my commands... Who's to say you won't be more obedient if I restricted your arms?" He sneered.

"Now... spread your legs apart, sweetheart."

With your lower half now stripped of clothing, [W/N] wasted no time lifting your legs, wrapping them around his waist and grabbing onto your hips. He pulls you forward, shoving himself deep inside you immediately.

You let out a pained scream— you weren't ready for that yet.

He pushed himself all the way in at first, but then stopped. He lets out a low groan, grinning as he sees your ass pressed against his hips, his cock stretching your raw inner walls.

"[W-W/N], y-you could've... a-at least let me p-prepare!" You whined in slight irritation, the pain slowly died down as he stayed still inside of you, letting you adjust.

He chuckled, gently poking your forehead in a playful manner. "We've done this a few times before already. You truly are pathetic if you can't get used to this already." He mocked, but you knew he was only trying to tease you as he gently carressed your waist, a small attempt to soothe you.

You huffed, the pain eventually subsiding in a few seconds. You whimpered quietly, looking away with a flustered expression as the blush on your cheeks slowly spreads. "...Y-You can move n— A-Ahh!!~"

As soon as you said that he could move, he gripped your waist and pulled his cock out before thrusting back inside of you without hesitation, he was even pulling you towards him with every thrust so you could feel his cock rubbing your insides more.

He didn't even start off slow, he immediately began pistoning himself in and out of you at a ruthless pace, elicting stutters and shaky moans from your lips.

Your thighs squeezed his waist, causing him to let out a low growl, thinking you're trying to tease him. He lowers himself, pressing his lips against your neck, gently grazing his teeth on your skin.

He hasn't slowed once, he kept on thrusting into you like there was no tomorrow. For a puppet— you sure knew how to make him breathe erratically, the way your tight walls clamped around his cock, your moans, your flushed and erotic expressions.

If he had a heart, he was sure you would make it race a million miles per hour.

You were pretty lucky no one was nearby to hear the echoes of your moans and panting, you were too focused on how his cock managed to rub your walls just the perfect way to make your toes curl up and your back arch violently.

You couldn't even move around so much, you could only clutch your hands into fists and squirm around underneath [W/N], left at his mercy as he continues to relentlessly pound into you.

"You're quite... lucky to have me... feeling generous today..." He chuckles right as he rams himself deep inside of you, causing you to let out a scream of his name as you climaxed. The way your walls clamped down onto his cock again was enough to tip him over the edge, his white, hot, sticky seed flooding the inside of your hole.

He continues to rest his head on your shoulder, panting against your neck, his hot breath against your sensitive skin causing you to shiver.

"...M-Maybe a little too generous..." You mumbled, desperately catching your breath, tilting your head to gaze at him with tired eyes.

He chuckles in his usual raspy voice, lifting his himself slightly, hovering his face mere inches away from yours. "You're my [S/O], it's normal for me to desire giving them satisfaction and pleasure." He plants a gentle kiss on your nose, causing you to chuckle weakly.

You returned the gesture, pecking his lips. "W-Well... you did a perfect job... Now, cut the vines off." You huffed, causing his smile to falter— before giving you a smug grin.

"...You do realize you're speaking to someone who's the only one capable of freeing you, no?" Before letting you speak, he ruts into you, a startled moan leaving your lips as you gazed up at him. "[Name], I already told you..."

"I have a desire to give you all the satisfaction and pleasure in the world~..."

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