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blueparadis · 1 year

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❝ HONEY D[R]IPS ❞ + AL-HAITHAM

+. CWs —» fem!sub!reader x service dom!al-haitham; virginity kink, size kink, praising,edging, orgasm denial, overstimulation, marking, oral act. word count — 1kish.

+. PRECIS —» al-haitham never imagined he can be tamed by a fragile creature like you.

+. NOTES —» there is a little bit of kaveh x reader & also al-haitham x kaveh cuz i refuse to seperate them. I'm in love their ‘chaos in the calm’ dynamic. totally not losing mind over him && you can read my works via NAVIGATION LINKS.

Fragile; that was the word that flashed through his mind when al-haitham first laid his eyes on you as you walked into his life like a dashing wave on a lonely shore wrecking havoc in his mind, body, and soul.

Al-haitham hated it; the unknown feeling amongst his ribcage that made him hear his heartbeats loud and clear, even in the hubbub of a crowd. He is a man of few words unless Kaveh isn't around. Somehow Kaveh manages to create ripples of annoyance in his peaceful mind and it weathers his patience, day by day.

On the other hand, Kaveh tries his best to avoid getting so worked up upon Al-haitham's stimulation yet he can not seem to turn a blind eye to the fact that al-haitham is undeniably quiet in her presence, in your presence. Kaveh was delighted to find out that at least once, he could have the upper hand if al-haitham were to really disrespect him, or hurt his feelings. It did not turn out as he thought it would be.

When Kaveh noticed that Al-haitham's emerald eyes were not on the book's rusty pages but peeking through the book's frame, lips twisting and occasionally turning whenever you are about to leave his sight he knew he could not use this as his wild card but watching him like this is more agonizing than getting yelled at by him.

“Quit staring. it’s creepy.”, Kaveh uttered slamming the book on the table to gain his roommate’s attention. Al-haitham’s eyes shifted from her to his senior, as he whispered, “I wasn’t”, like a lovesick fool. At that moment, Kaveh knew he was hopeless. Not only he flat-out denied his fondness for her but also refused to act. “Guess it’s the other way ‘round”, he hisses before beckoning her in his direction shouting her name from the bottom of his lungs in the library. What an incredible idea to get her attention!

Al-haitham thinks his life hasn’t been livelier before. Watching you talk with his not-so-cool senior, and hearing your giggles, complaints, and tantrums was more than he could ask for. It did not bother him how you were always like a blooming flower around Kaveh. As for Kaveh, he would not go that far as having you as Al-haitham wants. He is satisfied just getting al-haitham worked up once in a while but after a few attempts, Al-haitham got used to it.

What he was not used to is you, your innocence around him, the unalloyed conscience. It drove him insane so much so that he started to observe you more, thinking about the minute details about you like would there be any mole like the one near her chin? Does she always wear light-colored clothes? Is her nipples same the color as her lips? how would she look underneath him, naked and . . .

It has been days since he started to think of you, in a very particular way, thought of getting close to you, and discarded the habit of staring at you through the frame of the book. He was tempted to touch himself, to relieve himself from this ache but he wanted to be over once and for all, not in installments, not in the dead of night jacking off in the bathroom.

And now, here you were underneath him, just like he imagined.

Beads of perspiration sedimented at the lining of his forehead, fingertips being rigid, heart beating like drums, and all because his cock would not fit in your pussy. He has eaten you out for hours, tasted you to the very core, fondled your boobs till you were moaning loudly, shamelessly, sucked and bit your pebbled nipples until they were bruised and yet it was not enough.

every time you were screaming, telling him to stop fingering you he would not. “You’re about to cum angel.”, he mentioned, eyes focused on ready to pull out the moment your legs give up to hold them apart again that are craving to shut close as to submerge in the euphoric high; so that he would have you creaming on his cock rather than his fingers.

Tears like raindrops accumulate at the corner of your eyes as he tries to push his fat cock inside you and then retreats thinking he might hurt you as you lay blanking out, reflexively playing with your boobs, biting your bottom lip, whimpering, “so..sorry.”, as he brushes the tip of his cock up and down, over your pussy lips.

He shushes, leaning to kiss those bruised swollen lips murmuring, “shhh…shhsh angel. Just relax for me, yea? Can you do that?” you nod anticipating what is going to happen next, curling your arms around his shoulders as he adds in further, “tell me if it hurts. i’ll stop ‘kay?”

“Um-hm”

He aligns the cock to your entrance and as he had your eyes on him, he pushes his cock in with a single broad thrust making your arms instantly fly back over your head gripping the edge of the pillow, wincing in pain, and gasping at the feeling of being full. He grits his teeth feeling the warmth of your gummy walls and sheathing his cock, halfway through.

“It..hu..hurts…”, you blurt out, eyes squeezing shut, body arching and suddenly feeling more full than before.

“Want me to … to pull out?”, he asks exhaustively grazing the tip of his nose against your neckline. You pull him into a kiss bucking your hips up trying to take him all in and then gasping as the tip of his cock kisses your cervix.

Al-haitham watches you meticulously: eyes rolling white you squirm underneath him sensing a knot in your belly button that is slowly building up its moment as you adjust to his girth. “Yo’r so good for me, angel.”, starting to kiss along your glistening neckline. He is relishing the feeling of being inside you. Finally, he is fucking that pussy that has been driving him crazy for days. How can it be over just a few minutes?

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@tokyometronetwork.

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explicitred · 17 days

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I LIKE CUDDLES, NOW GIVE ME MORE!!!

Neuvillette quietly whined, a small pout curling up on his lips as he lightly tugged your shirt, tempting you to come back to bed just to cuddle with the needy man.

"Dear... Why are you leaving...?"

"Come back to bed... please."

You stared at him, standing beside the bed, seeing his mess of a clingy state as his body curled up in bed.

You suppose that it's normal behavior coming from him, due to the long distance and length of time that you had spent away from Neuvillette.

"Ah... But Neuvillette, I have a meeting."

He stares up at you, blinking, before reaching for your hand instead, interlocking your fingers with his, gently pulling you down to the bed.

"Mm... That can wait, love. I want you instead."

hi. i'm back :)

did you miss me?

my writing style most definitely changed during my hiatus, but i hope you enjoy reading it nonetheless!

(do you think it'd be fun if i tried gi cult au?? heh >:D)

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sandiaarts · 3 months

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Happy birthday Alhaitam. ✨️

This drawing is inspired by a work by @zhongrin , and I am publishing it taking advantage of the fact that it is his birthday.

Reblogs and comments are appreciated

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teyvat-airlines · 5 months

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How they love you.

Aka their way of showing love.

Feat, Wanderer, Kazuha, Xiao

Wanderer loves you from afar. He'll stare at your face for a while and think about talking to you. He doesn't mind walking you home, even if he acts like he hates it. He isn't sure how to properly show his adoration for you, so he hides it. When he truly loves you he's subtle. He'll buy you small things and say "This reminded me of you."

Kazuha loves using his words. When he leaves and you don't come with him, he sends you poems. He writes poems about how much he adores you. He holds your face and tells you how precious you are to him. He's written a list of reasons he loves you and put it in your room for you to find. His poems about you always compliment your insecurities.

Xiao loves like a cat. Xiao is not used to physical affection, but he lets you hug him. He watches over you, when he gets the chance. Xiao doesn't care for social interactions, so he'll leave gifts at your door instead of handing them to you. He always remembers the small things you tell him, like your favorite type of candy, or your favorite color. It takes him a lot of courage to vocally communicate that he loves you, but he still tries.

@.teyvat-airlines do not repost, copy or steal.

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clubkira · 1 month

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𝓑OYS 𝓞VER 𝓕LOWERS .ᐟ

── ASK / REQUESTS EVENT┊GENSHIN IMPACT ⟢

hello! if you’ve been sent this letter, then you’re lucky enough to have been given the chance to go on a date with the genshin guy of your dreams!

how? oh, the details aren’t that important at the moment! what really matters now is— who will you choose to go on a date with?

GENSHIN IMPACT MASTERLIST

𐚁 𝐂𝐋𝐔𝐁𝐊𝐈𝐑𝐀 has invited you to join us for the 𝓛OVE 𝓒LUB’s boys over flowers event! all are welcome, sit down & have a drink!

• ❥ welcome!! i wanted to do another lil req / ask event for genshin like the one i did for my dfh hq series bcs all my genshin fics i’m working on atm are pretty long and will take quite awhile to post, but i still want to deliver genshin content for you all!

and this is my way of including you in it ^_^ have fun on your date!

SOUNDTRACK. centimeter : the peggies.

EVENT STATUS: OPEN ❣︎

ⓘ BUT JIA! WHAT DO I DO BEFORE I CAN GO ON MY DATE??

⌗ 1. send me an ask with the name of the genshin guy of your choice + where you’d like to go / what you want to do!

please choose wisely, only one guy per date request! check my genshin masterlist to see who i write for ❤︎

⌗ 2. state in your same ask if you want your date to be in canonverse or modern au! if you don’t explicity state either, i’ll assume or choose on my own!

⌗ 3. please include if you want it to have fluff or suggestive undertones! no full nsfw / smut! again, if you don’t state either, i’ll just assume / choose based on what you asked!

⌗ 4. and that’s all you need to do! just wait while i write you a cute oneshot based on how your date went ^_^

EXAMPLE. jia! can i please go on a cute n fluffy date with thoma to a festival? in canonverse, thank you!

OR. jia! can i please go on an arcade date w/ heizou? modern au!

OR. hi jia! i’d love to go on a baking date with diluc, please!

PLEASE KEEP THESE IN MIND BEFORE REQUESTING!

again, no smut asks! smut takes me much longer to write, and i don’t want to stall your lovely date for long! ^_^

i only write for fem!readers! if you request for a different gender reader, i won’t be able to write it :(

keep your request short, please! i don’t need a super lengthy req, just list everything that i ask and i’ll do the rest!

remember, you’re on your first date with him! please no reqs that imply an already established relationship!

please follow all the rules & send only one date per request! you can send in more than one ask, but it will take longer for me to write them! remember these are full oneshots!

please don’t be rude to me or rush me to complete your request! i’ll do my best to carry out as many date requests as i can, though i cannot guarantee yours will be written!

EVENT MASTERLIST!

no dates yet! maybe he’s shy? reach out to him!

reblogs are appreciated .ᐟ ໒꒰ྀི´ ˘ ` ꒱ྀིა

#genshin impact #genshin x reader #genshin impact x reader #genshin fluff #gi x reader #genshin oneshots #genshin masterlist #genshin reader insert #genshin x you #genshin imagines #genshin fanfic #gi x you #genshin impact fluff #genshin headcanons #genshin x female reader #genshin x y/n #( 𝒫𝓇𝑜𝓅𝑒𝓇𝓉𝓎 𝑜𝒻 : 𐚁 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝐿𝑜𝓋𝑒 𝒞𝓁𝓊𝒷 )#𝒮𝓌𝑒𝑒𝓉𝓈 𝓃’. 𝒯𝓇𝑒𝒶𝓉𝓈 ෆ

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2truehearts · 7 months

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"if i was another soul in another life, would you still love me?" the question you asked was something venti had heard from you before, perhaps in a different tone and different lisp of how you said the word 'love' — but he remembered it as if you'd asked it merely five minutes ago, only to repeat it like how a music box restarts its melody once a turn blended into the other. "of course i would!" he answers in a sing-song pitch, the grin on his face a font of mischief you know all too well. "mind if i offer a cecilia for your thoughts on if you'd do the same?" you chuckle, "i would do the same as well, don't worry sweetheart." the bard clicks his tongue, waving his pointer finger at you, "ah ha—but what if you don't recognize me because i don't look as handsome as i am right now?! or perhaps i become a pla—" "venti!" "—but of course, i am merely speculating the possibilities, my dear!" he lifts your hand with intertwined fingers, smile as wide as the green of mond. "they are endless, are they not? and do they also not have you in it?" your heart skips at the little drift of his words—and he smiles, the tips of teal in his hair—and maybe, just maybe, they're glowing because he means it, not purely because it's casted by the afterglow of sun flickering about his features. a shallow breathe leaves you once it fully sinks in, before another more coherent than the one before spills into the form of a quiet "how?" "well.. let's say you have a beautiful laugh, like the promise of tomorrow first, shall we?" his hand brushes against the apple of your cheek, "no other word makes my mouth as tender as your name—my dear," his fingertips find reverence in your hair, quite and dainty. "you have my heart," he said, "you have all of me." a laugh, a breathless one as if he'd finished soaring through the winds and landed merely inches before you. "does that suffice as an answer to your question, my love?" you don't need to speak—you wouldn't need to, because the way you look at him as if he's the rest of your life and peace hurries to convince him more quickly than any other word both of you know. but perhaps your name would be a close-second, given you are what he finds in every syllable of love and never-ending bliss.

@kisthes 2023.

a/n — this piece is for @i23kazu’s ebg event for october 2023 !! loved writing it 4 my love venti hehehe <;33

#my writings!!#genshin venti #genshin impact venti #venti x reader #venti x you #venti x y/n #venti #genshin x reader #genshin impact #gi x reader #gi x you #genshinblr october ebg 2023 #kazu joins the ebg .ᐟ #w #goodnight dash #mwuuaaahhh <33 love y'all <3333 #edit ; links r where i got the quotes from !!

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urushimin · 2 years

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when you're stressed out and overworked

Childe x anxious reader, gn!reader

summary: Childe comforts you

cw: panic attacks, anxiety

author note: this is a very self indulgent and impulsive little comfort fic i wrote haha.. this is my first time ever writing any sort of fanfic so i know it's probably not amazing but i hope you enjoy!

“y/n?”

the whole house was dark, and he quietly approached your room, setting his notebook on the table near the entrance of your house. knocking on the half-open door to your room, he called out quietly.

“is everything okay? you didn’t answer the door, so I wanted to check on you..”

you were crumpled up in the corner of your bed, the covers over your head and obscuring Childe’s view of you. slowly uncovering your head, you sit up, trying frantically to wipe the tears away from your eyes.

“i’m okay!! just.. give me a bit..”

you look up at him, immediately plastering a smile on your face. despite the fact that it was obvious your hands were still trembling from the anxiety you felt for seemingly no reason, you tried to hide them under the blanket still clutched in your hands. you tried to cover up your shaky breaths as you looked up at his worried expression.

“hey, hey.. it’s okay. there’s no need to hide anything from me. all I want is to be here for you if you’re not feeling good, you know that, right?”

you tried to look past his face, blinking away the new wave of tears that threatened to overflow at any moment. the edges of your smile slowly faltered as Childe cupped your face in his hands, wiping away the new tears that had escaped from your eyes. He peppered your forehead with gentle kisses, pulling you into his embrace.

you had never been able to cry out loud. it was something that you had learned to do over time, the painful emotions surging into the pit of your stomach as you choked down sobs that were never audible.

“i’m sorry.. i’m sorry..,” you kept repeating quietly. suppressing your sobs, you buried your face into his chest, now unable to stop the tears that came. “i-.. i’m just so tired.. but i have so much to do and i have to fill out the papers and i have to take care of the commissions i have and -”

your words caught in your throat as a sudden wave of dizziness hit you, your thoughts spiraling into panic as you started to think about all the tasks you had to do and hadn’t yet started. your breathing started to become ragged again as you clutched your shaking hands together. All the emotions that you had been trying to keep down in the depths of your heart started to surface as your vision became blurry with yet another wave of new tears.

“look at me, my love.”

He crouched down in front of you, his clear blue eyes gazing lovingly into yours.

“it’s okay. let’s take a break, and you can take as long as you need. don’t worry about anything, all that matters to me right now is that you’re okay. you’ve been working so hard, and i know that. the commissions and papers can wait. i’m so proud of you. so, so proud. and.. remember our pinky promise? that i would always be here for you?”

Childe pulled you into another tight hug, gently stroking your head to try to distract you from your thoughts. It pained him to see you like this, almost to the point of crying himself. He wished he could take away all of your pain, he wished that it was something that he could fight, like an abyss mage or a mitachurl. After all, he would go to the ends of the earth to destroy anything that hurt you. but he couldn’t protect you from your own thoughts - he could only be here for you in whatever way you needed.

In his embrace, you listened to the thumping of his heartbeat, desperately trying to pull air into your lungs. You couldn’t stop shaking, even though you knew you were completely safe, shielded from the world in his arms. Squeezing your eyes shut, you listened to the sweet words Childe whispered to you, trying to comfort you and reassure you that everything would be okay. that he was here for you. that sometimes it’s okay to take a break.

Although it took a long time for your panic to subside, Childe was there for the rest of the night, continuing to pepper your face with kisses and slipping his fingers in between yours, clasping your hands tightly to steady the shaking.

As your anxiety finally started to subside, you felt yourself drifting off to sleep. You felt a soft blanket drape over you, then Childe giving you one final kiss on the forehead.

“sweet dreams, my love.”

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rouecentric · 9 months

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YOU DON'T SEEM TO UNDERSRAND.

short and general comfort hcs w thoma // comfort, fluff, mentions of overworking + food, implied stressed reader, gn!reader.

thoma is somebody who's more empathetic than most most, at least that's how i see him. he's somebody who usually sees good in everyone, as well as someone who cares for others a lot.

so because of that, he can relatively easily find out if you're feeling upset or if something happened to you based off of any minor differences in your behavior or body language.

and when he does eventually find you upset or in need of comfort, he'll always be in your corner, making sure you not only don't overwork yourself, but also manage to take care of yourself.

he's also not hesitant on skinship, so you can find yourself being hugged by the blond, his warm body acting like a makeshift pillow at times.

he'd probably cuddle you and whisper sweet nothings to comfort you, reassuring that both you and your efforts are enough whenever you feel insecure, too- honestly scratch that, he definitely would!! :((

if he ever finds you overworking yourself or missing meals, though, he'll try to help out, but also remind you to be easier on yourself, as well leaving freshly made snacks and/or drinks for you.

#gi x reader #gi x you #gi thoma #genshin impact #genshin x reader #platonic genshin #genshin x you #genshin thoma #genshin headcanons #genshin impact thoma #thoma x reader #romantic #platonic headcanons #platonic #gender neutral reader #tw food #cw food #I'M SO SORRY THIS IS SO SHORT. LIKE 1K WORDS?? I FEEL LIKE I DIDN'T DO ENOUGH :(( SO SORRY!!!

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getou2001 · 2 years

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yae miko isn't the helpful darling others see— you swear!

includes ;; shibari, fingering, strap on, heavy teasing, brat taming, 3some (ft. ei), talk of 4some, ect (( apart of a series !! ))

PART TWO ;; worshipping your goddess(es) (( 3some ))

it had been two days since yae miko dragged you from your duties and made your night with her alone unforgettable. you tried to tell yourself it was one off, yae miko was popular with laides for a reason and that must be it. she chose carefully who to take alone and show them the wonders she offered then nothing more. but you never saw others sneaking off with her. it confused and honestly frustrated you to mull over what it was that compelled her to pick you. all these frustrations melted away as soon as you saw that familiar pink make her way towards you.

today it was cleaning underground shrines recently uncovered. such a concentrated connection to your beloved electro archon was invigorating. you felt chills up your spine each time you touched the ancient stones and dusted off whatever moss or dirt had accumulated there. your eyes caught the sight of yae miko coming up the shrine's steps and wondered why you hadn't heard her sooner. it was a shame to not greet your superior as soon as you locked eyes. you were quick to drop what you were doing and move in front of her.

"yae miko! ah, i'm so sorry. i didn't see you. are you here for prayer? i can leave, if you want privacy." you cringed hearing your apologizes flow out.

"prayer?" that mischievous airy tone she took ever present. "of course. prayer. to our lovely archon." it looked like she had a thought to laugh but dismissed it for a much greater tease. "oh, she has come to look over your work. i've been gushing about you," as your cheeks flushed she couldn't hold her smirk back any longer. "don't fret. she adores you just as i." that sentence was a little confusing to you, before it set in.

"just as you?" you repeated.

"oh, she may even more." yae miko whispered.

your raiden shogun stood tall beside yae miko. that familiar blank expression that told nothing besides her power. her legs put her much above yae miko, as well as yourself. she gave an aura of to bow or die trying to defend why you didn't. immediately you dropped to one knee before her and cowered as if she had pushed you down herself. she commanded respect and you gave all you had to her.

a finger lifted your chin up, ei's finger, and her expression though blank had a tinge of light behind her eyes. you rose to your feet and she hummed.

"against the shrine." she whispered, her voice echoed in your head and the words were surrounding you.

her demand was answered. you backed up until you hit a stone wall.

yae miko to your left, nuzzling against your cheek while the threatening figure came in front of you and placed her hands on your thighs. warm hands sending pleasuring through you. her hands rubbed against your plush thighs.

yae miko moved up and whispered against your ear. hot breath on the cup of your ear and neck. "ei loves the helpless. she told me it's like a full course meal. don't you want to feel her thanks for your years of worship?"

you nodded lazily, unsure of what yae miko meant, but as cold rope snaked around your arms you understood. ei took a step back and yae miko bent you down. guiding both your arms behind your back and holding your wrists together. snaking between both of them and tying what you assumed was a sweet bow with her satisfied purr.

the roughness started with yae miko's yank back against the stone. her mouth attaching to your neck and bruising the area. her teeth were much more present than the other day. you assumed she'd draw blood if you moved an inch. ei came back in front of you and palmed between your legs. your moans were the first to fill the air. you didn't hear anything but yae miko's whispers and your moaning.

"such a loud toy." she had muttered against your skin. ei's fingers threatening to push inside of you was making it hard to concentrate even on your dearest yae miko. "such a wet toy." ei finally spoke as three of her fingers pushed inside. hers were thicker than yae miko's, filling you nicely. they pumped inside of you much rougher than yae miko. while yae strummed you she felt like she was fucking you to see your expression change and shift.

when your eyes clenched shut yae miko tsked and when you looked again you saw why. ei's expression was clearly hardened. eyebrows furrowing but only slightly. only you, having studied her face endlessly, saw the hostility. a forth finger was added. overstuffing you.

"ei.. she's just like our sara. isn't she adorable?" yae miko brought a hand up to squeeze your cheeks before it dropped again to play with your clothed tits. cupping one and dipping her head to latch on with her mouth. rolling her tongue around the bud and sucking. it was absolutely magical.

"adorable.." she repeated, ripping one orgasm out of you but not caring. the only thing that changed was the wet sounds increasing bouncing in the cave. "kujo sara would love her. she'd play well with her." ei's voice was soft but still cut through your moans. the air around her was beyond mystical. "she would whip you into shape as well." the way she spoke was so formal with you. but the amusement on her face was clear when she hit a particularly soft and sensitive spot inside of you and watched your back arch up and a scream escape you.

yae miko covered your mouth and continued to torture your chest. edging you closer to a second orgasm between them. it was so hard to remember your place far below them when they touched you like this.

ei was pleased with the second orgasm covering her fingers, pulling them out and licking the sweetness off of them. her lips finally broke into a true smile tasting you before returning to her monotoned face.

the two must have had some telepathy between them. it was the only way yae miko knew to pull back as well, wordlessly handing ei something your blurry, teary, vision was unable to decipher. your dress was hiked up. a small command from one of them for you to hold the hem and you obeyed happily. holding with both hands your shrine maiden dress. and as soon as ei pressed up against you once again you understood what yae had given her.

soft plastic pressing against your pulsing walls. you clenched around it and leaned over to grab onto yae miko and cried into her chest. it was so overwhelming. your body shook and ei steadied you against her hips. only moving her hips when your eyes locked with her's. making sure you knew who was making you quiver.

her thrusts were worst than her fingers. it must have been a trial of what she wanted to do to you. she put her hands on the stone you leaned against. panting hard and taking a second before she attacked your chest like yae had. one hand rubbing against your clit. pinching, pulling, rubbing the sensitive bud.

yae miko was no better. she didn't care ei had pulled you into the deep end. she wanted you just as badly. her kisses felt like she was trying to consume you. every part of you. her hand fondled your other tit. the other grabbing your leg and pulling it up so ei could pound deeper inside of you. ei reached the most sensual itches you had. every thrust you felt your own juices gush against your thighs. she continued abusing your skin and sensitive buds. she let go of the stone, steadier now that she got her bearings. grabbing your other leg and yanking you to the base of the toy. it filled you and you struggled to keep your eyes open.

"so cute." she whispered, snickering when she saw more white substance build on the base of it. her own orgasm snapping but she never showed it.

yae miko snickered, though, pulling away from your lips. "isn't she adorable?" she whispered, taking another kiss.

"yes.." ei responded. "this type of dedicated are the sweetest.."

yae miko hummed in agreement, going back to your chest. she pulled off with a pop and wiped her mouth neatly. "i don't think she's had enough."

despite your fucked out face and the way your chest heaved up and down as if you were being suffocated by them. and it did feel like suffocation. ei nodded, pulling out of you and patting your head.

"let's switch positions. i think you should try this." ei loved to share the treat with yae miko.

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june-again · 1 year

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CYNO: # those who trespass.

word count. 2k. genre. adventure, platonic.

overview. with false rumours spreading that your research at the akademiya is concerned with forbidden knowledge, you travel across the desert to prove the subject's validity and your own integrity. but the lies seemed to have reached the ears of a certain law-upholding mahamatra.

warnings. fear, slight claustrophobia, one (1) bad joke from cyno. childhood best friends to percieved strangers trope ?

You had never expected to find yourself in the dry heat of the Hypostyle Desert, collecting information on the mystery of ancient times before. You were out of the direct sunlight, deep underground within the ruins of a temple, and you were close; you could feel the hair on your neck rise in anticipation. This room of the temple was the one you had been meant to find, and the thick pillar with the goat statue atop was the site which would hold the answers. As always, the answers would lead to more questions, but even a report of what you knew you would discover hidden in that pillar—the ancient power, and more importantly, the ancient tale—would carry you away from the endless respite from progress. It had only been luck that had led you here—luck, and some fear of lies that had followed you. Yes, this would be it, that last piece that would reclaim for you the reputation you sought.

But said lies you now heard the footsteps of, echoing dramatically down the long stone hall behind you.

“There’s nowhere for you to run.” The General Mahamatra—for you knew it was him—rather harshly stated your own thoughts aloud.

You knew it to be true, and yet you were not ready to give up. “There’s no grounds on which you can arrest me,” you declared, facing him more boldly than you felt. You mustered up the strength to look in his scarlet eyes. Your fear increased rapidly. Judging from his stance, staff held out to prevent any of your attempts of escape… he seemed to be beyond showing mercy.

“What gives you that impression?” At the General Mahamatra’s threatening gaze, you could feel your confidence begin to shatter. Even though you knew you hadn’t broken the law, you were beginning to feel the guilt of someone who had. The case had nothing to do with you. You didn’t even know where the rumours had started; only that you had been tracked here by the upholder of justice. He wasn’t Cyno to you anymore, nor he had he been for years. Clearly, things had change.

“If you lie to me, do not expect me to protect you from the law just because of our past friendship. Justice shall reveal your sins even as your lips tell falsehood.”

“For the last time, I had no part in it!” you said, feeling your voice hesitate. It seemed to be too late for your emotions to help declare sincerity.

“Then tell me,” he said, “why you fled to the furthest reaches of the Great Red Sands the day word spread of the project? A fair trial would have allowed you innocence. You are using forbidden knowledge as a crutch in your studies, and I will not regret.”

You could not speak again, because you knew this was going nowhere. The cold pillar behind you was all you could cling onto to steady your trembling.

The General Mahamatra eyed the pillar behind you, as if he noticed something worthy of suspicion.

Was it you shaking, or the pillar?

Before you had a chance to process what was happening, the General Mahamatra suddenly lunged towards you. It was hard to tell quite what had occurred in the moment that took you from beside the pillar to several feet down the stone hall, but you could faintly identify the feeling of hands leaving your torso and a blinding flash of Electro, as well as brief but overpowering motion.

Then, a sound like waves of fire exploded from the room, and it appeared that the entire chamber might come crashing down atop of you. As you readjusted your eyes, you could see that the pillar had been dispelled, and a great orange light with a peculiarly—familiarly—shaped artifact hung in the center of it.

Yes, you had been close to discovering the secret. But you might spend your life in prison before ever getting to finish your research, now.

It was growing hotter in the hall; you could only wonder if your skin might have melted off had you stayed next to the pillar. Had… had you not been saved by…?

The General Mahamatra stood at the wall opposite you, also peering into the room in faint wonder. He seemed to have forgotten your perceived sins for the moment, the awe of the relic consuming his mind as much as yours.

You knew what this was, however. This was the hilt of a weapon once wielded by a descendant of King Deshret, as far as your research had led you to believe.

Recalling a scroll you had read on a related weapon, you wondered what might be making this piece so unstable. Was it the presence of a similar weapon? Or… some unresolved curse?

“The cycle of seven must be removed….”

A voice groaned from within the fiery glow.

Perhaps it was all of the above. A glance at the General Mahamatra seemed to confirm this; he was holding his weapon with wide eyes, as it seemed to be dragged by some invisible force towards the flame. If he didn’t let go of it now, it might drag him into the center of the heat.

Your thoughts whirled as you shouted, “Cyno! We have to get out of h—”

The General Mahamatra would not be getting out of here quite yet. He raised his staff, drawing Electro into a swirl of mulberry purple around him, and his attire seemed to change as the designs on his hood glowed. His arm changed colour too, and in place of his hand a large and terrible claw took form. He stepped once towards the room, and then took two more steps, crackling with Electro might. He drew back the claw and then released the gathered element at the artifact in increasingly powerful waves.

You could not look away, but you could not fully gaze upon the destruction. The artifact, the hilt—it seemed to wither away, and with it, the amber light. It did not cool, as the General Mahamatra did not release his form just yet. He had noticed the ceiling of the room caving in before you might have even thought to look. His claw now supported it, and he looked you dead in the eye.

“Run now, or join the ancients in their grave,” he snarled.

You ran.

—

“You called me Cyno.”

You craned your neck to look over your shoulder from the boulder you sat on outside the ruins. “My apologies,” you said, with less gusto than the comment deserved. The General Mahamatra walked around the boulder, eyed it, and sat right next to you, curtly dusting debris off of himself. You were somewhat relieved to see that he made it out in one piece.

“It does not matter what you call me,” he reprised, “for it does not impact my authority nor the law’s.”

“So what’s your point?”

“Well,” he said, and cleared his throat. He seemed to endeavor eye contact with you, but tore his gaze away after only a moment. This was strange. This was different than five minutes ago underground.

“Well?” you repeated.

“Yes. It made me think to our day. When we were younger. When I was Cyno, Defender of the Law, to you.”

You cleared your throat. “Cyno, Defender of the Law, and Scarlet Sand Authority of Justice.” You felt a bit shy saying something outright like that with the potential of embarrassing him. Especially after seeing how far his capabilities with his vision had come.

“Yes. I was reminded of that.”

Thankfully, he seemed unphased. You ventured to ask, “Aren’t you about to arrest me?”

He cleared his throat. You watched a short smirk form on his face and disappear just as quickly. “No, I need to rest myself first.”

“Hmm. You mean justice can wait for your minor fatigue?”

“No, I…” He looked you earnestly in the eye. “It was a joke.” As you did not immediately respond, he continued. “See, because you said you expected me to ‘arrest’ you, and because I have just exerted myself rather extremely in the ruins, I am in need of ‘a rest.’ So, I responded—”

“I get it, Cyno.”

“You do? You’re not laughing. Was it my delivery?”

You frowned. After all the fear that had led you here, along with the slightly crushing disappointment that your research could not continue on this subject now that the relic had been destroyed by a certain someone, you weren’t really sure what to feel right now. Especially with the General Mahamatra—Cyno, your old friend who you had not seen in years—cracking the same old dry jokes after threatening you with a glaring gaze and justice.

“So, can I call you Cyno again?” you asked.

“You may,” he replied.

“Okay, then, Cyno. What happened to my criminalization?”

“It was a matter of ruling you out. You would not admit to it, nor would you provide any evidence other than that of a dangerous pursuit. Now that the danger has been dispelled—”

“Wait, wait, wait,” you interrupted. “You tracked me down to the desert to keep me from searching for the relic?”

He blinked. “Not quite. I had planned to have you go through trial, and ban you from the topic altogether.”

“That wouldn’t have been very nice.”

“Oh, it would have been better for everyone involved. Do you realize what might have happened if I hadn’t been there to stop you just now?”

“I—” you faltered. Because, no, you did not realize. You hardly knew what set off the relic, much less what Cyno had done to destroy it. “Why didn’t you stop me before I got that close? Or at least be honest with me about it instead of making me panic like that?”

“You are not the kind of person who turns around at warnings of danger. That much is clear from your continued pursuit of the subject, as well as my experience as your acquaintance.”

“Acquaintance? Cyno, we were best buds a few years back!”

“Alright. As your former best bud, I know you to be reckless with your life in the pursuit of knowledge and prestige. In the name of justice, I took it upon myself to keep an eye on your endeavors.”

“In the name of justice?”

“Yes.”

“More like, in the name of a creepy former best bud who’s been watching me for years since we took different paths.”

“I disagree. That is an unfair statement. No, it was in the name of saving your life, and you cannot refute that.”

“I can try.”

“Indeed, you can try because you’re not dead in the ground.”

You clicked your tongue. He had you there.

“Well,” you said. You could not think of what to say next.

“Well?” he repeated. He had a serious look on his face, as always, but the response was so impish that you wanted to slap him.

“At least I’m not getting locked up,” you finally said.

You had never expected to find yourself in the dry heat of the Hypostyle Desert, once again chatting with an old and dearly beloved friend, who you had thought, some ten minutes ago, was going to kill you.

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moon-song · 1 year

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❛ 8:37 with diluc ragnivindr ❜

diluc ragnivindr x gn!reader

no warnings , author is in love with diluc

dilucis a blushing, pathetic, lovesick fool. it’s obvious from the way he tenses when you fall asleep on his shoulder, a subtle show of your trust in him he doesn’t believe he deserves. but he knows if you were awake, you’d say the opposite. he does his best to believe you. slowly, carefully, diluc relaxes, allowing himself peace in your presence. you must’ve been tired to have fallen asleep so suddenly, he would scold you about it when you woke up (hypocrite), but you looked so peaceful…his battered heart lets out a beautiful ache at the thought of you finding peace in him as well. he’d been so enchanted by how much he felt for you, it had slipped from his mind that you must also feel the same. a crooked smile breaks out on his face, one of few, one of many more to come. just this once, he doesn’t envy your peaceful slumber, he doesn’t wish to be dreaming with you. is this moment not a dream on its own? archons, he hopes not. for once, he is satisfied. he doesn’t need to wake you, or to rush to engrave this memory before it fades. the moment is beautiful because it is fleeting, so he sits and watches it pass, as the rise and fall of your chest marks the seconds. slowly, surely, diluc leans down and presses a chaste yet pining kiss to the crown of your head, lingering a second more before he pulls away to admire you. you smile in your sleep and press further up against him. diluc feels his heart ache again. he is flaws and jagged edges and deeply imperfect, but you worry not about the scrapes, and trust him in this way anyway. one day, he'll repay it to you and become someone worth loving. for now, he only hopes you’ll continue to lay on his shoulder, he only hopes your dreams are sweet.

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blueparadis · 7 months

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╰┈➤ BLOODSTREAM ✦ NEUVILLETTE.

⟣ ──┈ · · · + synopsis ➢ Neuvillette has always avoided you when he is in heat, more like ghosted you but not this time, not when you are knocking at his doorstep to take care of him.

⟣ ──┈ · · · + cw ➣fem!redaer, abo dynamic,heavy marking, nipple stimulation, blood k!nk, cockwarming, knotting, piv + unprotected, monsterfucking, mention of rut, oral acts, mild dub-con; 1k word count. | blog navigation + koct’23 masterlist. |

There is a rustle of rumor amongst the people in Fontaine ever since you came to Fontaine in search of work, that Monsieur Neuvilette has a separate chamber, adjacent to his main office, where he spends his time when in a rut. Some people even say that he is just a pesky knockoff of god, inhuman, a puppet and so many more just because he enacts impartial judgment devoid of any feelings and emotions. But you begged to differ. They have not seen him closely like you. They have not seen him soaking himself wet when the sky weeps. They have not seen him when he is in your embrace. Like now.

Your fingers partly cover your face leaving room for the eyes as you inhale deeply, moaning and feeling a stinging pain inside your lower belly that makes you arch your head backward with a long inhaling moan. This is perhaps the fifth time he has made you cum and just by eating you out, surlping your juices and fingering your whole. You have lost track of it since every time you feel less sane, less human. As you gradually straighten your head again, accompanied by cloudy vision, shaky breaths, and sweaty skin you see Neuvillette licking the wounds on your supple skin. They are just love bites, you remind yourself feeling the sharp end of his fangs graze along your boobline. His tongue encircles around your pebbled nipple making you moan again.

“Monsieur Neuvilette, Are you feeling better now?” you ask feeling his fangs sit along your boobline. He does not bite. He never does yet you find yourself crawling back to those evenings when he would keep you in his embrace, let his teeth touch your skin whenever he kisses you. He is cautious around you. You do not understand why he is like that even though there is no risk if he crosses the line more than that. Your relationship with the iudex is ambiguous at best, but those little moments always come back to haunt you. He has never fucked you before; sure there were intimate moments but never went to the point of sex. It is frustrating at times given he has confided so many things in you.

Neuvillette mouth pauses, hung open around your boob.He does not answer but rather poses a question.“Why did you come here again?” You recall having a need to visit him to submit some papers and also, to get some official papers signed by him. You wince as his tongue lapped over one of your wounds. “Remember. You asked for this.” He states before taking your nipple in his mouth, pulling it away by holding it with his lips. He is careful not to let his fangs touch, not to get swayed by desire.

You do not deny any of it. It is true that you came to visit him during his rut when he strictly forbade you do so. Not only you but it is forbidden to visit him in his inner chambers for a certain time span once or twice in every month. Curiosity got the best of you, and the pressure of piles of papers had you totally forgotten about this rule. Breaking rule in Fontaine is not tolerated at any cost but perhaps once the chief justice regains himself he might punish you; maybe he is already doing it.

“I know. I’m aware.” You exclaim and he holds you by your waist, curling his arms around them letting his eyes fall upon you. They seem to sparkle or maybe it is just the lightning. “I’m just a beta. There is nothing to worry about of we … if we.”

Such a naive little thing you are. You stutter to say the very thing you wanna do. It makes his stone-cold heart warm. “You know nothing. But need not worry, I’ll give you a taste of it,” he whispers in your ears before focusing on what he was doing before. Your innocence tempts his desires so much. You try to laugh it off but then he says, “The rumours, they are not just rumours. Rumours grow when some of it is at least true, won’t you agree?” He arches you a little to align his cock with your entrance. You do not resist as he pushes his cock inside you.

The tip of his cock hits deep inside you as his knot starts to mature making you shut, tears pooling at the corner of them. His palms latched around your waist and they almost covered your whole waist now. His touch is cold, slippery, and wet. Neuvillette starts to make you bob up and down his cock as his cock grows inside you. The scales on his arms which you have so longed to see before were now slowly developing. He was transitioning. You want to see him but something blocks your eyes. It is not his hands, they are on your waist. A rumor that is shaping into a reality.

You moan and whimper as you feel another orgasm approaching. You can feel his high emerging too but you can not see. Your eyes are wrapped with something but you can not focus on what it is because his cock is hitting your sweet spot with so much precision that all the pain you have endured so far is now becoming pleasurable. Hot spurs of liquid shoot inside of you while his fangs sink at the dip of your neck, biting and sucking your blood. You can feel it. The flow of your blood from your vein to his mouth. You can even hear him gulp. You think you are going to lose consciousness but you did not.

You can see him now. His true form is in full glory. “You’re mine now.” He exclaims letting his tongue clean the blood over your neck as he twirls and swings his tail. “It will take a while for me to get back to my human form. You can rest now.” he says, guiding your head along his nape as he keeps himself busy licking those two symmetrical wounds clean. It does not hurt, nor sting. Maybe it is him who is healing it.

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explicitred · 10 months

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Alhaitham Headcanons - (Male Reader)

July 2, Post 28 of the "30 Days Fanfic Event"

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Alhaitham, being the needy scribe for you that he is, uses the excuse of not understanding something just to see you for a bit again.

Poor Kaveh, unlike him, has to deal with the fact that Alhaitham gave you a spare key to their house without stealing it from you ever.

Whenever Alhaitham sees you talking to someone as if you’re their lover, he gets jealous. He turns pouty and clingy, yet denies it if you question if he’s jealous.

In his academic days as a student, he would often cook more than needed for lunch and urge you to eat some of his food to show off his cooking skills.

He had read in a book that apparently, “The best way to win someone’s heart is through their stomach. Urge them to eat and show off your skills, you handsome hunk. Oh, and calling them ‘Sempai’ is a good way to do so too. Thanks, very nom nom.” (Totally Legit, Page 8232)

(wow, he read a lot.)

Alhaitham lets you come into his house whenever you want if it wasn’t already obvious enough from the spare key that he gave you.

He secretly wants you to appear (all the time) from time to time in his house, just hanging out with him while he tries to hide the furious blush on his cheeks.

A very legit quote is in here, trust me.

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sandiaarts · 5 months

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Thanks for commenting and reblogging, they are always fun.

The color drawing can be found on my Instagram

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teyvat-airlines · 1 year

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It's alright

Nightmare comfort headcanons

TW: Nightmares, crying, abandonment,

Character included: Al-Haitham

Alhaitham

"I'm leaving you. You're too annoying for me to deal with" Alhaitham said.

He went on about how distracting you were. How hard it was to study when you wouldn't shut up. He talked down to you. You begged him to stay.

He turned and left not looking back.

"Please don't leave me..."

Your whimpering and crying woke up Alhaitham. He wasn't a heavy sleeper and you were right beside his face. He looked over to see your eyes shut. He knew it was a rather bad dream.

"Wake up." he lightly shook you.

You woke up to Alhaitham's eyes looking into yours. You felt your face, it was wet with tears.

"Sorry for waking you up," you whispered.

"No, it's fine. Do you want to talk about it?"

You shook your head 'no'. He responded by tracing circles into your back and telling you it was okay. His arms still held you tight as ever. He watched your face with each word he spoke.

"I'm not going to leave you. Not anytime soon," he said.

You felt your worries melt away. His soothing word made you feel better.

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willowedwisteria · 1 year

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Summary -> Lovestruck stares <33

Warnings -> NOT PROOFREAD

Featuring -> Itto, Heizou

Genre -> Fluff ofc what

Heizou From you:

Heizou was munching and relishing the fried chicken in his mouth when he caught you staring at him

At first, he was like, "You want this fried chicken don't you 🤨🤨"

Was conflicted between eating it all right in front of you for an amusing reaction or actually sharing it like a good person

It's not as if Heizou is a good person...

But he isn't a bad one either!!!

However, when Heizou actually offers you a part of his fried chicken, at least when he was about to raise his hands up to you, he noticed that... that...

HEARTSTOPPING SMILE ON YOUR FACE??!?!?!?!?!?

It was so relaxed, but at the same time, it made you look as if you were just... enjoying staring at him. The way your hand cupped your cheek, tilting your head to the side, and just grinning at him.

He planned to play a little prank on you, but it seems like the tables have been turned without you even knowing.

"...you want one?"

"Oh, oh! Yeah, thanks,"

The way you just forgot about the chicken after he passes it to you, and continues to gaze at him.

He can't solve the mystery, the mystery of why you have eyes that cause the butterflies in his stomach to multiply.

From him:

It was a really REALLY late night trying to solve this case that had been collecting dust for weeks now.

You had decided a long while ago that you wouldn't disturb him or interrupt him (despite the multiple times that he would strike up a conversation with you while you were reading your book)

It looked more as if you were working instead of him

Usually, he could figure out a case once he gathers all of the information in one place. However, he just can't solve this for some weird reason. It was something he just couldn't put his finger on.

Leaning back into his chair, his head thrown back as he mindlessly stares at the ceiling.

"(Name), I really can't crack this case open :((" He'll whine softly to you

Once he hears soft snores instead of your voice, Heizou will glance at you and the realization finally hits him. Your body was slumped over with your arms used as a cushion to rest your head.

Strolling over to you, he'll peer over your shoulder to see you trying to solve part of the case with him. You got a little distracted and started to doodle though...

Whether it was a stickman version of him holding your hand or multiple smiley faces adorning the piece of paper your body clamped against the table - it was all such an adorable sight.

A soft sigh escapes him, it was almost as if he could regain his energy just by being with you alone.

Sloppily picking up a pencil - vision a blur due to how exhausted his body was, Heizou finishes the other half of your heart and writes both of your initials inside of the heart.

Brushing through your hair before interlocking his fingers with yours, a silent "I love you" was passed to you as he continues to just gaze at your sleeping figure.

Once you wake up, you'll be surprised to see Heizou sleeping right next to you, mumbling in his own sleep your name the moment you try to move away.

Itto From you:

Practically bathing in your attention

Is not in the slightest bit embarrassed by it at all. In fact, he enjoys putting a smile on your face

During one of his performances, he watched as you continued to giggle and laugh at him, how you genuinely cheered for him during the performance and the way you were so invested in the story and looked out for his gang.

AND WHEN I TELL YOU THAT THE ARATAKI GANG WAS ITTO'S WINGMEN, I MEAN IT.

How could they miss it? How lovestruck you were with their boss was something that they couldn't ignore! You made their boss so happy too

Before the performance, I bet there was a lot of teasing going on.

"Oh, look who's here, it's (Name) boss!!"

"Really?!" Itto will peek his head out of the curtain to spot you in the crowd. "Then I have to look extra good tonight! We've gotta put on an AWESOME show for them!"

Cheeks brushed with pink, he won't be able to resist that boost in motivation and mood once he sees you.

"Boss! Boss! I heard (Name) was planning to give a kiss to their favorite performer." Stuff like that was being passed around like wildfire in the Arataki gang.

You had no idea what was going on backstage.

At the end of the performance, he'll just drop his props and just sprint to you. Picking you up by the waist and lifting you in the air, repetitively asking if he impressed you or not.

Once you finally let your feet touch the ground, you peck him on the cheek which gives him your answer.

Just peppers your face with kisses after that, no context or reason at all.

From him:

Poor Arataki Itto, bedridden with a stomach ache that feels like a punch to the gut.

How was he supposed to know that the bowl of food that you conveniently left out in the open - that you had asked him to take care of - had beans in them???

What a shame, he had so much planned for the day (no he didn't.)

Kuki should be taking care of his gang right now, but even he can feel the heartache and misery without him around. He can just sense their despair on his "death" bed.

The gang bought a few gifts for him to wish for a speedy recovery, but you didn't even allow him to touch them yet!! What do you mean a dancing cactus won't help him get better :((

You stroke his hair, running your fingers through his untidy hair. Honestly, you weren't used to seeing him without his usual perfect hair-do. Without his signature grin and outfit, he seemed like a completely different person.

"Jeez," your fingers brush against his cheek, "Please be more careful. I told you to take care of that can, not eat the whole thing..."

You turn your back to him, rummaging through bags to see where Kuki had left the medicine she bought recently.

Itto can't help but chuckle at you, taking such good care of him. He assumed you would be mad at him, but you're just worried for his well-being.

He really, really appreciates the time and effort you put into taking care of him. With how hyper he is, Itto feels like jumping out of bed and snuggling up against you - but you would definitely remind him that he needs to rest.

You really care so much for him. Just, wow.

While you reading the instructions Kuki left for you, you glance at Itto out of worry for him and realize he's staring at you. You blink once and try to focus your gaze on the sheet of paper, but the words become jumbled and incoherent.

Blinking again, you look at him with flushed cheeks. A pillow is suddenly pressed against his face for a second, "Go to sleep or something!"

That was a desperate attempt to hide how red your face probably was.

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