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xinnabon · 1 year

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he's the type to...!!!

#kazuha & albedo x gn!reader

note; "he's the type to" edition!!! but these are basically just wholesome, on crack, short, and definitely hcs that don't make sense at all.

requests are allowed to be sent but do take in mind that i will take longer than expected since i would require your patience over this. also no nsfw, i'm a minor.

i don't think this is proof read since i just wanted to post after months.

+KAZUHA

he's the type to dance like old married couples with you. life awaits him and now that you're here, many outcomes behold in the future to the two of you as time comes, as he wants you to be a part of it.

he's the type to wait for you. if you're going to be gone long, he'll support you and still stay loyal. why is that?

he's the type to sing for you. the questionable thing is, its like he's alluring you to sleep after a hard day. he has some poems he made and just make it in song form to just make you more sleepier just trying to understand what it means. i do wonder if it does matter.

he's the type to be like a knight. even though he is a noble himself, it is never a burden to sweep you up your feet. saving you and saving himself.

he's the type to lift your stuff. maybe when you try moving in with him, he'd do all sorts of things just to make you feel welcomed enough, or its just simply carrying certain grocery. who knows.

he's the type to write about you ACCIDENTALLY. maybe he'd reflect it over something he foresaw or just something he takes value of and inspired him. as he progresses, it eventually turns about you.

(previous bullet extended) "a promise is made out of true loyalty and devotion in committing to someone. either you spouse, friend, family, or even to someone as hard as rock to figure out, it is still a must to be able to harnest your ability and fulfil it. someday, somewhere, somehow, i'll have the will to promise to my own spouse. to make due with at the end of " he scraps it off. (bonus if he just keeps it somewhere instead)

he's the type to save drafts from his writing. he probably has a lot and likes looking at it since it sounds so direct and a few mistakes... just often poorly written or not understandable enough to comprehend.

he's the type to be caught rambling too much about a certain topic or interest by "reflection". he'd go all out and get sympathetic, just by thinking as well what other people would think about it. you sometimes tell him over and over again but maybe he can't stop because it may take advantage of him.

+ALBEDO

he's the type to never judge. even at times of being reckless, he wouldn't bother to pressure you further. he is someone to trust whenever you fear of one's opinion or possible judgement that can lead as an offense. no. he would never.

he's the type to doodle. whenever you come by while he is working or watching him work, he does horrible but cute doodles of the both of you while writing specific formulas or other materials he does. he thinks that it serves as entertainment for you.

he's the type to ramble and fidget around. again, working. you can hear him spitting out certain hypothesis, possibilities, formulas, or literally... anything. he likes it just because he thinks that it can help progress his mind more.

he's the type to be clueless. maybe the first time you were trying to court him, he thought you were just trying to hell regardless of the weird pick up lines you did to get his attention. you literally told him off that you liked him and the fact he only knew now at that moment.

he's the type to accidentally baby you. he's pretty much used to being with klee all the time to the point he is overly protective even if you doubt it. as in, he would ask if you are comfortable with him or not. maybe he does need a break.

he's the type to generally not know how to cook. he'd kept asking you how to just to spend some time and improve. all he probably knows is just to make daily every morning coffee.

he's the type to be less self-conscious around you. people are horribly terrifying to be with because it's either they'd want to test you or even aggravate you to your limit. not you. no. you'd never do that to him. he did thought about it but as timed leaned and further passed, with you, nothing will interfere.

he's the type to be your tutor. history or chemistry, he'd know. instant head aches just hearing him teach you but he doesn't bother to make an issue out of it. but of course, he'll be cut out in trying to go a more simpler level for you. (not an insult...)

he's the type to do crossword puzzles or just puzzles in general. he can be bored or just in a burnt out, and you know all about the cerebrum and testing your brain to become more knowledgeable per puzzle or anything. he liked asking you if you ever want to do some with him but maybe that's your fault for the lack of capacity you contain in your head that you refuse to at times.

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alhaithamtit · 5 months

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cw:dom!top!reader submissive men cumming untouched

IMAGINE

making him feel all dazy and fuzzy just from the way you kiss and suck on his tongue while caressing his hair. he couldn't form a single coherent thought when he came just from you cooing petnames at him and grinding on his clothed dick. and when you pull out his cock from his cum covered underwear and start rubbing on his slit with your thumb- god. he gasped so loudly. All he could think of was your name and how good you made him feel.

neuvillette, kaedehara kazuha, alhaitham, wanderer, diluc ragnvindr, welt yang, gepard landau

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taintedtort · 1 year

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prompt ✧ when you give them the silent treatment

characters ✧ scaramouche, kazuha, childe, xiao

warnings ✧ gn!reader, implied argument

a/n ✧ i’m so terrible at writing requests, love you guys tho

SCARAMOUCHE

✧ gets so pissed

how dare you ignore him?! he’s so used to people cowering in fear and doing whatever he tells them to, so when he demands your attention and you refuse, he’s furious. he‘ll try calling your name, each one more louder and angrier than the last, but when you don’t answer he‘ll just storm off with a harsh "fine, whatever!" he‘ll come back when it’s dark and you’re in bed. slowly will crawl under the covers with you and wrap his arms around your waist. so what if you wouldn’t talk to him, he knows you’d never push him off you. it’s rare he shows physical affection so when he gives it, you gladly accept it. he feels you shift and then hears a call of his name.

"what? you’re finally talking to me now?"

KAZUHA

✧ annoys you

honestly he’s unfazed by it. when he calls out your name sweetly and you flat out ignore him, he‘ll find it more amusing than anything. of course, on the outside he appears worried— and he is, but he knows you love him and some petty argument isn’t going to change that. he‘ll follow you around everywhere, talking to you even when you don’t answer. kisses and hugs on you despite your obvious anger, but he just comes back after you push him away so you stopped trying. eventually you just give up and start softly replying to his questions he randomly throws at you. he‘ll smile widely at the sound of your voice finally directed at him.

"i missed you."

CHILDE

✧ ignores you back

he thinks your silent treatment is petty, and he’s determined to be even pettier. it’s mostly to piss you off, he’s not actually mad over your argument anymore. there’s a few days where neither of you will back down and the house will be completely silent, an uncomfortable atmosphere hanging in the air. eventually he starts craving you and breaks his silence with a heavy pout.

"come here, i wanna lay with you."

XIAO

✧ mostly confused

practically has a floating question mark above his head when you blatantly ignored him the first time. he assumed you just hadn’t heard him but didn’t bother to repeat it. went almost the entire day without noticing, he’s used to the silence. well— he used to be, until you came into his life. your voice filled that suffocating silence that once consumed him. when he finally realizes, he‘ll ask if you’re angry with him while having such a dejecting look on his face. it broke your heart and you instantly stopped.

"why aren’t you answering? did i upset you?"

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xiaoxo · 21 days

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₊˚·७ YOU’RE MINE, ALL MINE

featuring — xiao, scaramouche, kaedehara kazuha, shikanoin heizou, y/l/n y/n

summary — a guy comes up to you and starts flirting with you. even when you mention you have a boyfriend, he doesn’t back off. how does your boyfriend react to the situation?

warnings — xiao, scara, kazuha, and heizou x gn!reader (separate), self indulgent, smut, jealous boys, creepy men (not any of the l/i’s), slightly sub!scaramouche with dom!reader, slight mentions of violence, established relationship in xiao, kazuha, & heizou’s, possessiveness from reader & scara but relationship not established until the end of drabble, reader and itto are best friends in kazu’s, spanking & degration in heizou’s, mentions of reader’s mother being famous for her looks in kazu’s, xiangling and shenhe make an appearance in xiao’s <3

messages from the stars — jealous boys are my weakness. sorry the banners kinda dark i found it darker than most of my banners </3

𝐗𝐈𝐀𝐎

one day, you were busy shopping in liyue harbor. you decided to have lunch at wanmin restaurant, hoping your friend, xiangling, would be there.

thankfully she was and you ordered your food and caught up. it was then that a stranger came up and asked to sit beside you since all the seats were taken.

you obliged but were wary. something about this man was off. he wore the attire of a treasure hoarder but looked like he was trying to disguise himself.

“you…you’re very pretty,” he said, looking at you. you gulped nervously. “thank you,” you mumbled, continuing your conversation with xiangling.

the man was breathing heavily while staring at you, which creeped you out. “do you need something from them, sir?” xiangling asked. “a date, yes,” he said bluntly. “i’m sorry, i have a boyfriend.” “he don’t gotta know.” he smirked and winked at you.

“i’m sure he’d find out one way or another,” you explained, shaking your head. “y/n, is this man bothering you?” shenhe asked after serving a customer, immediately noticing your nervous expression.

“no, we’re just having a friendly chat,” the man tried assuring. “i asked them, not you,” she said sternly. you gave her a subtle nod.

“excuse me sir, i’m going to have to ask you to leave the restaurant,” xiangling said, standing up and brushing herself off.

“you can’t kick me out! i’m a dedicated customer,” he said gruffly. “now sweetheart, how about that date?” he turned his attention to you. “no, i don’t think xiao or me would like that.”

suddenly, the adeptus appeared in front of them. “you— you’re dating the vigilant yaksha?” he stammered. “who are you?” xiao crossed his arms, asking sternly.

“this man has appeared to make y/n uncomfortable, asking them out despite dating you,” shenhe explained the situation.

“is that so?” xiao looked at the man with piercing eyes. “i— i didn’t know they were dating you! i promise not to interfere,” he said nervously, stumbling over his words.

the man breathed heavily and fearfully before getting out of his seat and rushing off. you let out a sigh of relief.

“let’s go,” he told you, helping you get up. he kept a possessive grip around your waist as he held you, teleporting to wangshu inn.

once he got you in his room, he ripped yours and his clothes off and tossed you on the bed.

“who does he think he is? talking to my lover,” xiao huffed, pounding into you. “mmph! xiao,” you moaned out, gripping the sheets below you.

you came abruptly, feeling your juices spilling onto the bed. xiao just watched as your hole overflowed, leaking out. “if you think we’re done, you’re wrong. i still need to make sure you know you’re mine.”

𝐒𝐂𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐌𝐎𝐔𝐂𝐇𝐄

you were waiting for scaramouche to show up to a meeting he planned with you and a couple other fatui members. he wasn’t one to miss meetings, at least with you, but he was running late this time.

it wasn’t long before one of the members approached you and tried having a conversation with you. “so are you from around here?” he asked, a creepy smile plastered on his face.

“yes, you can say that,” you explained, crossing your arms. it was a bad idea, seeing the man’s eyes drift onto your cleavage through your form-fitting top with a v-neck. you immediately uncrossed your arms, huffing in annoyance.

archons, what was taking scaramouche so long?

“how about you and i get out of here and ditch this meeting? there seems to be some obvious tension between us,” he said in a sultry tone, smirking. “no, i’m fine, thanks.” you brushed him off, continuing to look around for scaramouche.

“oh come on, sweetheart, don’t play hard to get,” he said, placing a hand on your shoulder. “back. off.” scaramouche’s voice was heard, gripping the man’s hand tightly and slowly pulling it off.

“lord scaramouche!” the man stammered. “who do you think you are touching other subordinates?” “i-i just…i thought they liked me! so i wanted to—” “like you? who would like utter trash like you? let alone someone as skilled as y/n,” he scoffed, turning to face you.

the man glanced at you then back at him. “i-i-i’m sorry, lord scaramouche! i won’t ever assume again,” he said, almost pleading for him to be spared. “you’re fired. get out of my sight,” he told him, crossing his arms.

the ex-fatui member scurried away. “you’re coming with me.” scaramouche grit his teeth, dragging you to the hotel where he was staying.

when you entered the hotel room, he pinned you against the wall of his bedroom. “don’t tell me you’re jealous,” you said, smirking. “ha! how little do you think of me? i merely need to remind you that you belong to me. you’re under my command,” he told you.

“oh i might be, but in bed,” you pushed him onto the bed, “you’re under mine.” you kissed him before he could deny anything. “even if we aren’t together, you’re mine and mine alone,” you breathed out, straddling his lap.

pinning him to the bed, you peppered kisses throughout his face and neck, leaving dark and deep hickies. grinding on his lap, he stifled a moan. something about being dominated was exciting. sure he liked being in control, but maybe it was okay to lower his guard around you, especially with you making him feel so good.

“y/n, ahh!” he moaned, feeling you suck on the spot that made his eyes roll back. you left a dark red hickey, officially marking him yours. pulling away, you admired your work, enjoying him all marked up by you and you alone.

stripping out of both your clothes, you lined his cock up with your entrance, sliding down. “you don’t know..how long i’ve been waiting for this,” you sighed out, riding him and leaning down.

your hands wrapped around his neck. it wasn’t like he needed to breathe, but the act was so arousing to him, just to be touched so explicitly made his body run in excitement.

you tried keeping your composure, but scaramouche’s cock was just so good. he hit all the right spots and split you in half perfectly. running your fingers in his hair, you kissed him again.

feeling the familiar knot in your stomach, you whimpered an “ ‘m close,” to him. “a—ahh! me too, y/n,” he moaned, squeezing his eyes shut. “god you’re adorable. your moans for me are the cutest!♡︎” you told him, smirking down at him.

cumming intensely, scaramouche shot his sperm into your hole, filling you up entirely.

both coming down from your high, you didn’t lose eye contact. “you’re mine now, all fucking mine.”

𝐊𝐀𝐄𝐃𝐄𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐀 𝐊𝐀𝐙𝐔𝐇𝐀

kazuha wasn’t usually the jealous type, but seeing you talking with itto sparked the unfamiliar feeling in his chest. the way you got along with him so well made him think of his times with you. sure you had things in common but the way you got along with itto just seemed like he was a better fit for you.

“kazu, you’re here!” you exclaimed, seeing your boyfriend. you wrapped your arms around him and hugged him tightly. “missed you,” you murmured in his ear, and suddenly he had nothing to worry about.

“itto, this is my boyfriend, kaedehara kazuha,” you explained, smiling at your best friend. “b—boyfriend? wait, you’re the one who blocked the shogun’s attack!” itto started asking him a dozen and a half questions.

“itto!” you snapped, telling him to tone it down. “sorry, sorry! i’m arataki “the one and oni” itto!” he gave his dramatic introduction, brushing his hair. kazuha awkwardly smiled, glancing at you.

“he’s a bit much,” you muttered, winking at him.

during dinner, you would not stop talking about itto and yours escapades, having stars in your eyes as you recalled every moment. of course kazuha was grateful you were having fun with friends but when you mentioned he had a childhood crush on your mom when he was younger made the pit in his stomach come back.

your mother was one of inazuma’s beauties growing up. her looks spread across the region and may people tried courting her. unfortunately, only a narcissistic asshole caught her eye, fooling her with his ‘charms’ and manipulation.

what if itto sought after you because you reminded him of your mom? would he even make a move on you? in reality, itto wouldn’t dream of it, viewing you as only his best friend and respecting that you had a boyfriend.

“what about itto makes him so interesting to talk about?” he suddenly asked, making your expression drop. “i just…we’ve been hanging out a lot together, i wanted to fill you in,” you murmured. now he felt a little bad, seeing he ruined the mood for you.

“i’m sorry darling, please keep talking.” your expression brightened, continuing your rambling about yours and itto’s prank on shinobu.

later that night, you rested in the same bed as him, reading a book. but, kazuha wanted you. after seeing you with itto, he needed to feel you again, feel your body against his as he came inside you over and over.

“y/n,” he began, clasping your wrist. “yes?” you placed your book down. “i…i need you,” he admitted bashfully. you smiled at him, closing your book after marking where you left off.

turning around, you leaned in and kissed him, bringing him onto your lap. he pecked and nibbled at your lips, tasting your lipgloss. his hands went to pull your nightgown off.

now completely bare for him, you looked up at him with an embarrassed expression. “t— take your clothes off too, it’s not fair that i’m the only one naked,” you mumbled shyly. kazuha chuckled at your usual shyness when it came to activities like this.

“as you wish, my dear,” he cooed, undressing out of his white shirt and boxers. he lined his cock up with your entrance, pushing in. he stifled a moan as he thrusted into you at a steady pace.

“mm, kazu,” you moaned out, biting your lip. kazuha leaned down and roughly made out with you, licking and biting at your lip. he couldn’t get enough of you.

as he thrusted in and out, he couldn’t help but admire you—your sinful expression, the drool pooling at the sides of your mouth, and the way your walls wrapped around his cock so perfectly.

“a— ah love, i’m gonna— mmh!” he groaned, feeling the knot tighten in his stomach. “me too— kazu! mmph!” he kissed you roughly with a bit of possessiveness. his fingers dug into your skin as he rode out his high with you.

“i love you, darling,” he cooed softly. “only you.”

𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐊𝐀𝐍𝐎𝐈𝐍 𝐇𝐄𝐈𝐙𝐎𝐔

it was finally time for you to exact your revenge on your boyfriend. for months, he’s been teasing and making you jealous. now, it was finally time to give him a taste of his own medicine.

a new member was appointed at the tenryou commission and you were tasked with showing him the ropes. you could tell he was into you, from his stammered speech and flushed cheeks.

you would purposefully linger your hands on his and whisper in his ear, sending chills down his spine. “you’re doing so well, you’re a natural at this,” you would coo.

it was when heizou entered your office with a bouquet of flowers that he found you giggling with the new member.

he immediately halted in his steps upon seeing you caress the man’s arm, seeing his face heat up at your touch.

“oh, heizou!” you exclaimed, finally acknowledging your boyfriend. “y/n, who’s this?” he asked, glaring daggers into the man. “this is hayakawa-san, he’s a new member of the tenryou commission. i’ve been tasked with showing him the ropes.”

“i see,” he said flatly. “i-i can leave,” hayakawa stammered. “no it’s fine—” “if you could, please. i need some time alone with y/n,” heizou interrupted. the man rose out of his seat and scampered out of the room.

heizou placed the flowers on the coffee table, approaching you. you stood up to greet him with an innocent kiss but he flipped you over and bent you over the table.

he pulled your shorts down and gave you a rough slap against your ass. “you little slut, thinking you can whore yourself out to the newest member of the tenryou commission,” he said, giving your ass another slap.

you whimpered, biting your lip. “just have to show you your mine, huh?” he chuckled, pulling his cock out. lining it up with your hole, he slowly slid in your tight hole.

both of you sighed in relief, heizou breathing out with each thrust into you. “mine, all fucking mine!” he said aloud, looking at the way your ass bounced with his thrusts.

“no matter who i flirt with, who you flirt with, you’ll always be mine, okay baby?” his voice changed as he whispered in your ear, caressing the dip in your back. “but will you be mine?” you retorted, huffing before letting out a moan.

heizou pursed his lips together. the only reason he flirted was to rile you up. he didn’t intend on making you question your relationship. “all yours, y/n. only yours.”

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lume-nosity · 1 year

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‘i’ve got my eye on you.’

characters: xiao, kazuha, tighnari, cyno, heizou, albedo, wanderer/scaramouche, venti, gorou

style: fluff, but very fluffy & comfy

song inspo: yes to heaven by lana del ray

an: dear diary, tonight i’ve found out that i’m insane for writing all of the short men. or at least write them in a semi-acceptable way. AND I REACHED THE 10 LIMIT PICTURE BULLSHIT SO I HAD TO MESS UP MY USUAL FORMATTING MY APOLOGIES IF THINGS LOOK DISORGANIZED AAA

notes: not proofread, gender neutral reader, some crack, lowercase intended, most likely ooc in some parts, genuinely did not know what i was doing when i’ve written this, reader being a lil sassy in xiao’s portion, petnames: love, dearest, dove, muse, darling

xiao

“you could’ve gotten killed. why didn’t you call me sooner?”

“xiao, it was just a group of hilichurls.”

“it’s a group against one. they’d corner you and one of them will try to hurt you. the rest would follow suit.”

“well, what you said doesn’t matter anymore now that they’re all brutally slaughtered by you. they didn’t get the chance to do that.”

“…you really confuse me.”

xiao would lose it if someone or something laid one tiny little scratch on you. if it’s a serious injury bro will go ballistic.

if it’s a strong enemy, he’ll end their bloodline. if it’s a mere pigeon, get ready to have fowl for dinner.

him coming to you even though you didn’t call out his name was just pure coincidence.

he heard the sound of hilichurls so he followed the noises and there you were, getting surrounded by the hilichurls. his adrenaline kicked in.

he teleported to you and killed every single one of them swiftly.

he’s just worried about you, a little too worried for his own good. he can’t stand losing someone else, especially his partner.

so expect him to watch you from afar more often, to make sure you’re okay. he doesn’t have the intention of being creepy, he’s just your protector in the shadows.

he may not have experience in relationships, but he’s more than willing to learn by just being with you

kazuha

“my dove, you ought to be more mindful of your surroundings.”

“i know, i know, i was spacing out and i didn’t think i’d walk into someone. i was that clumsy.”

“it was just an accident, and i’m sure the recipient understands. it’s a common accident, so you don’t need to think about it often as it’ll be forgotten afterwards. now then, i believe it’s time you need some rest. allow me to carry you to our room.”

even though he acts so chill on the outside, deep down he’s actually more worried about you.

that someone you bumped into was actually a fatui agent.

you and kazuha were casually strolling the streets of liyue until you started spacing out and bumped into the fatui agent. effectively making you fall on your ass and a little dizzy from the impact.

the agent wasn’t too happy about it, so they tried to attack you. kazuha didn’t let that happen though, as he predicted that attack years ago and blocked them with his sword.

you heard weapons clashing for a few seconds until there was pure silence. you rubbed your eyes and looked up at a solemn-looking kazuha with his hand reaching out to you. (when you asked what happened he passed it off as nothing, he didn’t want to concern you)

kazuha kept note to always accompany you in your travels no matter where you choose to go.

tighnari

“you know you shouldn’t put your nose into things that are unfamiliar to you. especially items that may harm you. it astounds me how you’re this….”

“stupid? yeah”

“what? no, you’re not stupid.”

“then what?”

“you were unaware of the contents on the table and you’ve let your curiosity got the best of you. next time, let me know before you touch anything here, okay?”

tighnari would never and i mean never call you anything that would hurt you. sure, he can playfully tease you and be sassy with you, but not go as far to insult you. especially your knowledge.

he’s aware you’re smart in your own way, so he would never dream of insulting that. if someone were to insult you though, oh, he isn’t holding back.

about the item that you had the misfortune of peeking into, it was a sort of poison.

his ears flicker as he heard you coughing, and he rushes to you. dropping whatever he was doing at the moment to see you. it was a good thing he had an antidote on him for that poison, so he used it on you.

after you got back to your senses, he softly scolded you about ‘touching things that aren’t yours blah blah blah’

he didn’t leave your side that day and left his duties for collei to handle. nothing wrong with spending the rest of the day with your love, right?

cyno

“sorry you had to go out of your way to save me again…for the fifth time this week. it must be getting annoying.”

“no, it’s never annoying to protect someone you cherish. it doesn’t matter if the issue at hand was unimportant or severe. your safety is my priority. on the plus side, these eremites were the ones i was originally going after. so thanks to you, i can rest easy. now that you’re safe and the eremites had been dealt with.”

“hm, actually i was wondering, out of those five attempts, how do you always manage to find me in a pinch? it’s almost as if you always know whether or not i’m in trouble or something.”

“….i’m afraid that is a secret, my love.”

much like xiao, he too is a protector in the shadows.

every time he’a gotten word you’re taking a trip to the desert for errands or anything along those lines, he will watch you like a hawk

he just wants to be absolutely sure you’re safe, because you’re on the top of his list of priorities.

if by chance he sees you in trouble, he’ll quite literally pounce from the shadows to pursue justice on the perpetrators.

it’s a double win in his favor. (would most likely joke about that to you too)

heizou

“hey, are you alright?”

*you just waking up, regaining consciousness* “um, what happened?”

“oh, thank the archons, i thought you were a goner!”

“WHAT?”

“ah! right, let me explain. while we were out on a case to investigate on together, you got knocked out by some random treasurer! i for one am not in it for violence, but for your sake, i have beaten him up to a pulp and then called in someone to turn him in on our behalf. so now, you’ve just woken up.”

“….i did not understand a single thing you’ve just said.”

“hah, i believe it may be better that way.”

“why is that?”

“oh it’s nothing, it’s just a small occurrence that needed to be dealt with accordingly. anyways, now that you seem to be awake and well, shall we continue with our case, partner?

my boy got away with murder /j

yes, he doesn’t like to resort to violence unless it had to come down to that.

but then again, for you? he’d fight the world with his bear fists

you guys are like partners in crime, so yes he’d go batshit crazy and panic if something were to happen to his beloved partner

would back out on a case that’s assigned to you both if it’s deemed to dangerous for you

even if you insist it’s fine, he wouldn’t buy that. because he loves you and doesn’t want to see you get injured, much like that encounter

most definitely flirts with you and input some pickup lines he has saved in his noggin. this may be irrelevant to the topic, but he’ll do this just to hide his worry for you

albedo

“dearest, please don’t go running out in the cold again without having any winter-appropriate gear. i don’t wish to have you catching a cold.”

“bedo’, i’m alright! look, i’m feeling just fine!” (you sniff your nose)

“*sigh* come inside, i’ll cook you some warm soup.”

“what about that experiment you told me you were working on for the past few weeks?”

“that’s the least of my worries. right now, i’m more focused on your health. that i will prioritize first before my experiment.”

albedo is willing to pause his week-long experiment to look after you, what a lad.

would postpone it for as long as it takes for you to recover from your cold

he probably studies your face

it’s all for good intentions btw (for science)

gives you everything you need. more blankets? more soup? him?

oh yes he will definitely give himself to you (in terms of attention)

if he is needed for meetings or anything he’d have sucrose stand in for him, because he’d rather spend time on you than a meaningless meeting

wanderer/scaramouche

“did you just-“

“ended them? sure as hell did.”

“you know you didn’t have to resort to extreme measures, right.”

“they had the audacity to belittle you in front of me. so i returned the gesture, tenfold.”

“okay but-“

“stop complaining, idiot. i did you a favor. next time, if you happen to find yourself in a situation like that again which i am certain it’ll happen, you should take notes from me.”

“wow, thanks for the advice.”

“my pleasure.”

love this asshat.

despite that rough exterior of his, that’s just his way of caring for you

spare him, he’s trying

he’s doing everything he can to show you he loves you despite it being a little challenging because he’s never experienced anything that involves being very close to humans

all his life he’s been resentful towards humans, but you’re the only one that stayed by his side.

which earned you a soft spot from him yippee!

he doesn’t admit it though, but that doesn’t stop him from loving you

venti

“oh dear, you look a little worse for wear. say, have you finished yet another round of errands for people again?”

“venti, it’s normal for me. and it was only a few! you have nothing to worry about.” (passes out from exhaustion but venti catches you)

“ah, it’s usually me you need to carry around should i have a little too much to drink. but alas, it’s my turn to return the favor.”

(whispers and runs his fingers through the strands of your hair) “you should lay off on that habit of yours, my muse..”

yes i find it canon that you’ll always carry him around whenever he’s haggard

he’s definitely clingy, i know this has been said about him multiple times but it seems we all mutually agree on this statement

the type to play you calming melodies with his lyre as your resting face relaxes.

as you’re snoozing the night away, venti is right next to you, playing soft and soothing melodies on his lyre to sooth your slumber.

never leaves the room, holds your hand while you’re asleep. he doesn’t want to leave your touch for the night.

gorou

“gorou.. what’s going on?”

“good morning, my love! i know you’ve just woken up from a good sleep but you must stay put in your bed for the day, because you need more time to revitalize yourself.”

“okay..wait. what about our comrades? the battle!? how long was i got knocked out for!?

“ah!- darling, shh…don’t worry! we had to retreat because we were clearly outnumbered and i was the one that called it. because after you got knocked out, and how the odds were against us at the time, i didn’t want you to get harmed in such a vulnerable state.”

“awww so even though you always long for victory, you called it quits just for me?”

“um- that’s!- oh fine, i’ll admit it. i was very worried about you during that battle, so i had to drop everything to carry you to one of our emergency shelters we have. and for that.. i chose to stick with you until you regain consciousness. her excellency allowed me to stay by your side, so it’s fine.”

“that’s… really sweet of you, it almost brings a tear to my eye”

“oh nonono don’t cry!!”

gorou, much like the rest of the workaholic smartasses here, would drop everything to spend time with you should you feel under the weather.

during your recovery, he’ll let you pet his ears and tail if it’ll entertain you/make you feel better

hear me out. when he tries to look after you during the night you’re resting, he flat out passes out next to you because of his exhaustion with his duties

which you can hear him snoring lightly, so you opened your eyes a little and pet his head with a smile on your face

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dumbificat · 2 months

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imagine receiving a letter from kazuha.

my dearest muse,

with the trust i place in the wind, i know this letter will reach you safely. in spite of my need to be free, longing for the open sea, i find myself day after day lamenting the lack of you.

my darling, you are the very waves that keep this boat afloat. you are the very stars that glimmer in the night sky, guiding our way through the vast ocean. you are the very sun that kisses our skin golden, warming us with your kind gaze. you are the very breeze that brushes our hair so benignly, cooling our minds and souls. you are everything.

i am yours in every sense of the word.

i doubt you feel differently, my dove. may this letter be written proof of my love, while the gentle breeze that whispers intimate truths in my absence be verbal confirmation. i can only hope you are willing to wait for my return for physical affection, i plan to shower you in syrupy sweet kisses- anyone else but you would call it cloying.

i long for the day i can return to you, my love, as you are the very home that keeps my heart safe. you will stay in my heart and on my mind, always.

until my return, eternally yours,

Kazuha ♡

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abyssruler · 2 years

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breaking up, breaking down

pairing/s: albedo, childe, diluc, kazuha, scaramouche, xiao, venti, zhongli x gn!reader

summary: if there’s anything you can expect to be consistent in life, it’s that everything has an end. or — genshin men and how they are after you break up with them.

note: angsty in everyone’s part, but it got too lighthearted in childe’s bc i simply cannot take that ginger seriously (affectionate)

ALBEDO

There aren’t any notable changes to his routine. He’d still go about his day, working on his experiments and scribbling down notes, occasionally taking a break to sketch a pretty flower he saw or the wing pattern of a passing butterfly.

And then he finds himself drawing the outline of an eye, then a nose, then lips. Until he suddenly stops in the middle of drawing a strand of your hair blowing in the wind, your face frozen in a smile staring back at him through the canvas of his sketchbook.

It hits him then, the realization, the heart-wrenching clarity of what happened that leaves him sitting in his chair, staring at your face in paper and wondering where he went wrong.

He tries to distract himself by continuing his research, but his mind has a hard time focusing on what needs to be done. It’s agonizing, he doesn’t think he’s felt this way before, never even thought he’d ever feel such pain. In a way, he’s glad his master isn’t here to make a study of what emotional pain means to an artificial human like him.

He sees you two weeks after you broke up with him, laughing as you tried to haggle with a merchant for their wares, unaware of the charm you exude that draws people in like moths to a flame. But then your gaze moves, searching through the crowd—and Albedo should really leave now, avoid barging into your life because there simply isn’t a place for him there anymore—but he does none of that.

Your eyes meet. He doesn’t think he was imagining it when he saw yours dim for the briefest moment. (His heart hurts. Why are you looking at him like that?)

You make your way through the busy street to reach him. He tells himself he should leave, but for the first time in his life, he does what contradicts his logic and stays.

“You look good,” you tell him, something melancholic in the tone of your voice. Oh, if only you knew.

“You as well.” He wants to say more, wants to say how radiant you looked under the sun, the light hitting you in just the right way that has him itching to grab a pencil and immortalize the image in paper—but he holds his tongue. “I need to go.”

Your face falls. He wishes he wasn’t the cause of it. “Ah, right. You must be busy, as usual.” There isn’t a hint of bitterness to your voice, just resignation.

He leaves after bidding you goodbye, feeling the heat of your gaze at his back as he walked away.

CHILDE

He wants you and he will do everything in his power to have you back.

In the early days after you broke up, you won’t hear a word from him. Not a peep. You only hear passing news that dead monsters and hilichurl camps near the vicinity of your home have been utterly eradicated. Passing travelers claim how the areas were ‘strangely flooded’ even though it hasn’t rained in weeks.

Then come the gifts. From flowers to clothes to accessories to different delicacies that are all worth more than your entire life’s paycheck. And when that doesn’t work, Childe sets to work on his recruits.

You suddenly find yourself constantly being approached by a startling amount of Fatui recruits ranging from normal lackies to gunners to cicin mages, and even that one memorable time when a mirror maiden approached you in the middle of buying groceries and proceeded to buy everything in the store, saying all of it was for you.

The Fatui recruits had one thing in common: they all had nothing but praises to say for the Eleventh Fatui Harbinger.

“Master Childe defeated all the recruits in under ten seconds!” “Have you heard how Lord Harbinger killed twenty geovishaps and came out without a single scratch?” “I saw him buying that exact same shirt yesterday, it cost one million mora! He’s so rich!” “Lord Tartaglia has been so down lately. He keeps saying how much he misses his beloved.”

“Did you know? Even Lady Signora wept after she heard that you and Master Childe broke up.” That one, you’re certain never actually happened, and you made sure to tell that with an unimpressed look to the pyro agent who told you. As if Signora would ever cry, she’d probably throw a party for you for finally leaving Childe.

In the end, after cycling through so many recruits, he had no choice but to come to you directly.

…Which is how you woke up at six in the morning to the ground shaking and the sound of an eerily familiar laugh right outside your house.

You open your window to find Childe fighting a lawachurl right in front of your house, a ring of Fatuus surrounding and cheering him on. His smile brightens to an almost comical degree once he sees you and your bedhead squinting out from a window.

“You look so stunning today, beloved!” He steps back from an earth-shattering punch by the lawachurl. “I’ve brought you the biggest lawachurl I could find so I can show you how worthy I am of you!”

He then proceeds to—and you have to blink a few times to see if you’re not hallucinating—fist fight the lawachurl. And he’s actually winning. No vision, no weapon. Just his bare fists.

When the commotion wakes up your entire neighborhood, you have to go down there and yell at him to stop or take this fight somewhere that isn’t right in front of your house! He complies with a grin and a promise saying he’ll meet you later.

There’s something fond curling in your chest that you try and fail to smother. With an exasperated tone, you tell him that yes, you’ll find time in your busy schedule to meet him. He lights up like you just agreed to marry him and yells out rapid orders in Snezhnayan to his recruits.

“I’ll see you later!” He blows a kiss in your direction that you ignore. You turn away and walk back into your house, trying (and failing) to fight the growing smile on your face.

DILUC

It’s not evident to anyone who doesn’t know him well, but Diluc takes it close to heart and buries it among countless other regrets that have accumulated in his life. The turbulent feelings that threaten to overcome his mind at any hour of the day manifests itself in him becoming more withdrawn.

He’s gloomy, more brooding than usual, and the reason becomes apparent once the other patrons notice the lack of a certain person who usually sits by the bar during his shifts. Your usual laugh accompanied by teasing grins and playful swats at his long hair when you think no one is looking are nowhere to be seen.

One particularly drunk person had come up to him as he was wiping down the counters and asked why you weren’t there. Anyone who had been there to see the sight would tell you that he didn’t say anything, hadn’t been able to say anything. He just… stood there, hands frozen mid-motion and eyes drawn somewhere, lost in thought.

He slips up sometimes. Asks the maids to prepare a dinner for two only to stop in the middle of talking as he realizes what he just said. At breakfast, he pauses in the middle of reading his daily papers to turn his head to the right, a question on the tip of his tongue that dies when he sees the empty spot you usually occupied. It’s the pitying gazes that follow when he slips up that he hates the most.

He makes your favorite drink sometimes, on the days when he’s on shift and feeling particularly self-destructive. It stays hidden under the bar counter, hoping against hope that you’ll walk through the door and greet him with an upbeat ‘good evening!’ that makes his day all the more better. You never do.

It’s on a bright, sunny morning when he’s out overseeing the delivery of wine to the tavern that he sees you again. His heart soars for all but a second before it comes crashing down, because Diluc Ragnvindr does not deserve nice things.

You’re holding the hand of some nondescript man, grinning and laughing and emitting such a great sense of contentment that he can almost feel it from where he’s standing meters away from you.

You’re happy. It’s been months and he’s still wallowing in old hurts. You’re happy.

Did you ever smile like that when you were with him? He likes to think so, but the realistic, pessimistic thought is that you’re probably better off not being with him. You’re happy. Happier now than you were when you were with him.

Everything he’s ever loved has been hurt directly and indirectly by his hands. He turns away from the sight of you and pretends to be preoccupied with his task. Maybe it’s for the best that you left before it could happen.

KAZUHA

He tries not to take it to heart. He understands why you left, knows it before you even made the decision to leave. And in the aftermath, much like a leaf adrift in the wind, he roams about aimlessly, lost in thought.

Grief is not an emotion he’s unfamiliar with. As he sits by the cliffs overlooking the endless ocean, grief burrows its way to his chest like an old, unwelcome friend. He doesn’t fight it. He’s learned the hard way that fighting it is a losing battle, like picking at a scab, hoping that doing so will make it heal faster, yet only succeeding in worsening the wound.

Kazuha isn’t a stranger to loneliness, of letting the wind kiss his tears away as they dried on his cheeks. He is, however, unfamiliar with this new kind of ache in his chest. And only after much rumination does he conclude what it might be.

The loss of his family, the loss of his heritage, the loss of his friend, and now, the loss of his lover. A master of loss, he could almost call himself. His old friend would certainly find such a title amusing.

He finds himself writing letters to you, even with the knowledge that he’ll never be able to send them to you. It’s the thought that comforts him, the pretense that he still has someone to tell of his travels, someone to simply come home to, even when he knows he isn’t welcome anymore.

In his weakest moment, when he had too much to drink and too little self-restraint, he sends one of the letters to you. He’s forgotten whether it’s the one where he laments the loss of your presence, the one where he begs you to have him back, or the one where only three words are written, a small blot in the ink where a stray tear had fallen.

He waits, and waits, and waits a little more, staying for a whole month in the small village he’d addressed the letter from for the small, improbable event that you may have written back. He learns later on that the letter never made it to your hands. The ship it had been on had lost all its cargo to the sea, including his letter. When he heard the news, he hadn’t known whether to be relieved or lament on what could have been.

It isn’t unpleasant to see you again. Kazuha has had time to let go of his hurt, but still, the image of your nostalgia-inducing eyes leave in him a sense of loss he thought he had already settled. Your mirage smiles, “Kazuha.” Had he been a weaker man, he would have folded and swept you up in his arms.

Nobody asks why his eyes have a slight sheen to it after he forces himself to walk away from you. He stands atop the beach and lets the waves wash over his bare feet, closing his eyes and imagining what could have been had he let himself succumb to the desire of holding you one last time, even if you were merely a mirage from the past.

Truly, the golden apple archipelago is a place where dreams are made into reality.

SCARAMOUCHE

He tries to act above it all, feigning indifference as if the entire thing is just a mild inconvenience to him.

Oh, you’re leaving him? That’s fine, he doesn’t care. Do you know how many people would kill to share his bed? You were tolerable, a way to pass time. Don’t think you were anything special. You, a normal person? Don’t make him laugh. You were nothing more than a pet he kept because you entertained him. It’s good that you’re leaving, actually. It saves him the trouble of having to get rid of you.

He’s… not very kind about it all. Defensive and on guard, hackles raising with every word that comes out of his mouth. He hates every second of it, but he can’t stop because stopping is to admit defeat, it means having to acknowledge that you meant something to him after hundreds of years of loneliness. He let you in his carefully guarded walls, and now—now you’re leaving him? Abandoning him after he bared himself open to you?

You are just like her.

Scaramouche stops before he can say those last words. The red that had been threatening to overcome his vision slowly recedes, leaving a numbing sort of clarity that washes over him like the rising tides of Inazuma’s beaches. His mouth feels dry, throat closing up.

There are tears streaming down your face.

He wishes you’d do something. Hit him, yell at him, curse his name. Anything. Just… anything but this silence that hangs heavy in the air, cloying in it’s thickness and threatening to drown him with words that can never be taken back.

He doesn’t apologize, won’t ever apologize. He is a god, and not even you would make him say those damnable words. He sees the way your eyes dim in understanding as you realize the same thing, and that, perhaps, is why you turn your back to him and walk away.

He wishes he could say that he called out for you, that he grabbed your arm and made you stay, that he just… held you. Instead, he watches you leave him, face blank and a phantom ache resonating in his hollow chest. The silence after you leave feels like the night before his creator abandoned him.

He tells himself it’s fine, that you’ll come back. You always do. This is just one of many arguments that always get resolved after a day or so—except. Except, he doesn’t let himself think of any other possibility. You’ll come back. (You have to.)

The months following your absence is a blur, spikes of irritation mixed with hateful words and barbed insults directed towards anyone who so much as breathed the wrong way. His subordinates are half-contemplating desertion just to escape his wrath. They all wonder where you’ve gone. You’re usually the one who soothes the Balladeer when he’s in one of his moods, like the godsend that you are. Though none of them are brave enough to mention your name after what he did to the foolish recruit who asked of your whereabouts.

Years pass. You never did come back.

He still gets the occasional reports about you and your general wellbeing, still sends out his best soldiers to clear out any monsters who’ve settled near your home. You never find anyone else after him. It brings a strange sense of relief in him when his monthly reports on you end up without a hint of a new lover.

He tries to forget you, but even with a new heart and the ascendance to godhood, there is still a lingering sense of loss and past regrets.

XIAO

He lets you go without argument. He’s used to people leaving him, but this is… different.

The thought of you there, physically within reach yet unable to to cross the distance that separates you from him. It’s a different kind of agony from the ones that have afflicted him for millennia.

He sometimes finds himself standing by the balcony of Wangshu Inn, eyes roaming over the vast landscape of Dihua Marsh, looking for the slightest hint of your silhouette. The sound of footsteps coming up the stairs always attracts his attention, anticipating your signature greeting and the smell of whatever mortal sustenance you’ve deigned to make for him to, as you once put it, let him experience the delicacies that this world has to offer.

You can’t call yourself ‘having lived a long life’ if you haven’t tried all the tasty food, Xiao!

…He misses you, though he will never admit it, perhaps not even to Rex Lapis himself.

His time—which once consisted of you, killing monsters, you again, roaming the lands for the remains of old gods, tasting whatever you cooked for him, and accompanying you so you can get home safely—is now comprised of nothing but endless slaughter. He tells himself it’s not a distraction, but it’s a thinly veiled excuse, weak even to his own ears. How low he has fallen to create such feeble excuses to justify the hurt that spreads from his chest to the tips of his fingers.

He used to pick up small things and trinkets in his time scouring the land for evil. A shiny pebble that reminded him of your eyes, a particularly large sweetflower that you would gape comically at once he showed you, qingxin flowers he plucked from the highest mountains just so he can see the way your face lights up in a smile. He still does all these things, only now, the objects are stored in a realm made in the likeness of your home, placing each one in a shelf or table that he thinks you would have arranged them in.

One time, he panics when he sees the flowers start to wilt, and in the heat of the moment, he placed adeptal power in them to ensure they will never die. To this day, he isn’t sure why he did so, only that he imagined at the time how upset you would be that they died in his care, even though he knows how unlikely it is that you will ever discover his hobby of collecting flowers and storing them in his realm.

Perhaps he hopes you’ll come back to him, so that when you do, he can see the way your eyes brighten up once he shows you everything he got for you while you were away.

It’s unlikely, he knows, but it’s nice to dream of it. He thinks his siblings would be proud to see him finally have a little hope for something.

VENTI

He spends the rest of the week in the tavern drinking as much as he can. For once, Diluc doesn’t try to reproach him for drinking what he can’t pay for.

He doesn’t exactly get drunk—can’t get drunk, more like. To a god like him, drinking a hundred barrels of Mondstadt’s finest wines won’t even be enough to get him tipsy. He is the god of freedom (and wine, he’d like to add), he can outdrink every single one of the archons and still have enough semblance to go to war. And yet…

You appear on the seventh day like a salvation, face contorted in worry when you see him slumped on the counter and one inch away from falling off the stool. It isn’t difficult to act the part of a drunken bard, pretending to sway on his feet and donning a fake intoxicated grin as he asked Charles for another glass.

The wind tells him of your arrival, but he ignores it just as he ignores the way his heart soars when the wind brings him the barest hint of your scent. He wishes you didn’t come here. He wishes he didn’t act so drunkenly. He wishes you were more heartless and ignored whoever must have tattled on him drinking Angel’s Share into bankruptcy.

You call his name. He pretends he’s asleep just so he doesn’t have to face his problems. Ha. How ironic. Will he wake up to Mondstadt destroyed by the remains of Khaenri’ah this time? He nearly did once.

He hears you sigh before he feels you bring his arm across your shoulders. You help him get off the stool, an arm around his waist to help keep him steady. The weight of Diluc’s disapproving gaze for deceiving you about his drunkenness is heavy, but he tells himself it’s alright. He just… wants to be selfish for once. If he has to act drunk to feel your arms around him again, he’ll suffer this humiliation as many times as he can.

“Venti,” you start as you walk him in the direction of your home. “I was worried, you know. Aether told me how much you’d been drinking since…” You trail off. He feels you shaking your head before continuing, “Just… don’t be so reckless with your health.” You laugh, mildly sardonic that’s directed more towards yourself than him. “Ah, what am I saying… you won’t even have any recollection of this tomorrow anyway.”

He wants to say something, but saying something means breaking this moment between you, it means revealing that he doesn’t actually need your help because once he starts speaking, the dam will break and everything will come spilling out. I’m sorry, I miss you, I love you.

The front door to your house opens. He’s gently placed down your couch, a blanket thrown over him as you thoughtfully take his shoes off for him. He feels you linger by his side, can practically hear the conflict in you.

He’s unprepared for the feeling of your warm breath on his skin, your lips hovering over his face before placing a chaste kiss on his forehead. “Goodnight, Venti.”

He leaves before the sun rises.

ZHONGLI

He only smiles, small and understanding with a hint of sorrow at the corner of his eyes.

He tells you he’ll respect your decision, but should you change your mind, he will always be here. You say it’s doubtful, he would’ve probably found someone else by then. Zhongli doesn’t correct you, only leans in and places his lips on the top of your head, as gentle as he’s always been with you, somehow managing to convey with a single gesture how high he holds you in regard.

And for the barest, infinitesimal moment, you half-contemplate the idea of staying. It’s a wishful thought. You end up leaving before you can change your mind.

He’s still as grounded as ever, but there’s a fragility to it, a certain brittleness that threatens to crumble from within him. He is the Lord of Geo, and yet he is so easily undone by you. The pain is temporary, he knows from past losses, but it doesn’t lessen the ache that resonates in his chest.

For the first time in his long life, he curses his golden memory that makes him incapable of forgetting, though that which he curses is also something he is grateful for. He can’t bear having to suffer losing the memories of your time together.

Your relationship is amiable, like that of old, awkward friends you had fallen out of touch with rather than that of old lovers. It’s what you wanted after all, this sense of normalcy. He has become such a vital part of your daily life that you simply couldn’t cut him off of your life entirely.

He doesn’t know which is worse; having to act as a mere friend when he wants nothing more than to wrap you in his arms and never let go, or to have no contact with you at all.

Morax is not one to ask for things, not one to plead his case to anyone. He was a selfish and proud god, a necessity that was shaped from him by the war. To love a mortal enough to leave his throne and fake his death would have been unthinkable. But that is why he is no longer Morax. He is Zhongli.

And Zhongli? He wants you. Desperately. Enough that he is willing to beg should you ask it of him.

His deceased enemies would laugh in mockery at what has become of the fearsome Morax. How low he has fallen—but it is a burden he is willing to bear. He will suffer as many humiliations as it takes to have you back.

The only issue is that you don’t want him anymore. But he is a man who finds gold where others would see stone. If he has to build his way up from friendship all over again, then it is a task he will do so gladly. As many times as it takes for you to want him back.

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catcze · 8 months

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⠀「 Grocery Shopping *ೃ༄ 」

Reblogs are greatly appreciated !!

「 FEAT : 」 Kazuha, Xiao, Thoma, Ayato, Alhaitham

「 ### : 」 gn reader, domestic fluff, established relationship, modern au

Reposted from my secondary blog !!

⠀「 KAZUHA*ೃ༄ 」

An absolute sweetheart who insists on pushing the cart or carrying the basket for you !!

Sticks pretty close to your grocery list, though if something interesting catches his eye he might pick it up and show it to you in hopes to convince you to get it.

His choices in food are of the healthier variety, I feel like. Mostly goes for organic choices, and is pretty well-learned in knowing which fruits, veggies and fish are the freshest and which are the closest to spoiling.

Tbh grocery shopping with Kazuha is so ?? Chill? Like, little to no stress, swear.

It’s just very easy and relaxing, walking through the aisles at a leisurely pace and plucking stuff off of shelves. You two talk about whatever you want as you walk, or sometimes you sing along to the music that plays from the speakers.

If something is too tall for either of you two to reach there’s no problem!! Kazuha can jump pretty damn high so he can reach the tip-top shelf easy peasy ♡

I feel like Kazuha also has a secret sweet tooth? Nothing too wild, but you’d catch him eyeing a pack of marshmallows every now and then, or staring a little too long at a tub of ice cream.

If you seamlessly pluck up whatever sweet he’s debating on getting and put it into the cart, he’ll literally light up and give you a sweet smooch on ur nose :((

⠀「 XIAO*ೃ༄ 」

To his credit !! He’s pretty damn decent as a grocery buddy.

Xiao’s a little introverted, typically choosing not to be around other people for very long periods of time, so him actually volunteering to come with you nearly moved you to tears.

He also pushes the cart from you and keeps track of your grocery list, crossing stuff out for you without you even having to tell him.

Xiao doesn’t talk much, which isn’t very out of the ordinary, but he does give some helpful suggestions when you’re indecisive about something. And he’s very pragmatic and straightforward when he helps you make your decisions, too, so it’s very time-efficient having him with u ♡

He barely asks for anything that isn’t on the list tbh? I dunno, I guess he just doesn’t feel the need to. Not to mention, he’s not particularly picky when it comes to his meals either, so he’s content to sit back and let you take the reins for restocking the fridge.

If his eyes sparkle a little when he sees you picking up ingredients for almond tofu, you choose not to tease him about it.

Definitely the one to try and bring all the grocery bags to the car in one go. And??? He somehow manages it to ??? You have no idea how, or how the guys somehow managed to hold your hand while also toting all those grocery bags but ?? Hey, you’re not complaining.

⠀「 THOMA*ೃ༄ 」

I shit you not Thoma is the best person to go shopping with. Hands down.

Thoma doesn’t go to the supermarket for his groceries, actually. Or at least not all of them. For some stuff that have to be imported or that are a bit harder to come by locally, he goes to the groceries and such.

However, when it comes too food shopping, his first stop are the farmers markets!

He’s already a regular at the local farmer’s market. Old grannies love to pinch his cheeks whenever they see him and they always coo over you two being an adorable couple.

Thoma leads you by the hand all around the farmer’s market the entire time you’re out, knowing which stall to go to for the freshest produce and the most decent price.

Knows how to bargain with the locals without being disrespectful! And he always manages to net really good discounts. If you ask him how he does it, he’ll wink and tell you that it’s just his charm. And you can’t fully disagree.

Definitely brings around his own eco-bags, too. He’s used to carrying all the groceries on his own, but if you offer to help he’ll thank you with a kiss and a smile.

At one point while you two separate to cover more ground, he passes by a stall ran by an old couple and their grandkid that sells flowers. He gets you a bouquet— nothing too big that’s hard to carry around, but something small and cute that you can press between your books and display.

When you reunite and he gives you the gift, he looks so goddamn precious holding out the flowers to you with his smile that u just wanna give him a kiss ♡

⠀「 AYATO*ೃ༄ 」

If Thoma is a god-send to be with when grocery shopping, Ayato is… nicely put, the exact opposite.

Listen I don’t blame the man. He’s rich enough that he’s never really had to do his own groceries before, so he’s a bit out of his element when he accompanies you to do it one day, but it’s still cute that he cleared a part of his busy schedule to help you out with this. He’s a little confused, but he’s got the spirit (and a pretty face, which helps.)

Motherfucker picks up some incredibly overpriced caviar, looks at the price tag ( $95 !!! For 30 grams what the fuck !!! ) nods to himself like he remembers you having that shit on your grocery list (you do not) and would have plunked it into your cart if you didn’t catch him in time.

He reasons that he’s tried this brand before and that it’s a very delicious-tasting one that you should try yourself, and his reasons are honestly pretty sweet, but it doesn’t change the fact that you don’t need the goddamn caviar. When you try to tell him that you don’t have the budget for it, he offers to get it for you which, again sweet and it makes you want to kiss him, but that’s not the point Ayato !!

Aside from his ignorance inexperience with how much a typical grocery run costs, there’s also the fact that this guy can’t cook for shit. As a result, if he’s not tossing rich person food into your cart, he’s placing shit that should under no circumstances be mixed together in the cart, claiming that he thinks the combination sounds nice to consume.

Ayato, dearest, I love you, but what the fuck is a Cheeto mango shiitake salad ??????

⠀「 ALHAITHAM*ೃ༄ 」

The mf who makes a detailed shopping list, complete with the specific brand of the item you’re looking for, the exact amount, the exact price for said amount plus quantity, and then several alternate brands if the one he was aiming for sells out. All of these are entirely researched before hand.

Well, he either does that, or he goes for he most outrageous expensive shit you’ve every seen.

And no half of the time he doesn’t even throw in the $60 per kilogram cheese because he likes it— he does it because he kinda enjoys pissing off a certain blond architect who invites himself over to sleep on your couch rather often.

It’s usually up to you to cross your arms and stare Alhaitham down, quietly judging him for a petty bitch while he crosses his own arms and stares back at you, one eyebrow raised in the way that makes you not sure if you want to punch him or kiss him.

Sometimes you win and with a sigh, your boyfriend quietly turns and goes off to acquire the next item on his incredibly detailed list, leaving you to put his purchase back as you victoriously fist pump to yourself.

Other times, he wins and you throw your arms up, rolling your eyes so hard as you try not to look at his smirk for fear of actually punching him (or, you know, kissing him and flagrantly having public displays of affection.)

Fine! You say to him with a huff that’s not actually angry. Keep your goddamn parmigiano reggiano.

You can never feel huffy about it for long, though— not when you find an extra tub of your favorite ice cream later as you put the groceries away.

#「 🐈‍⬛ 」 catcze.desserts #Kaedehara Kazuha x reader #Kazuha x reader #Xiao x reader #Thoma x reader #Kamisato Ayato x reader #Ayato x reader #Alhaitham x reader #genshin impact x reader #Kaedehara Kazuha #XIao #Thoma #Kamisato Ayato #Alhaitham #genshin impact #Cw GN reader

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m1d-45 · 9 months

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darling, my dear

summary: short, fluffy moments with your lover. diluc, tighnari, xiao, childe, and kazuha in that order

word count: ~1.7k

-> warnings: spoilers for mondstat story quest/ diluc lore, minor mention of blood in tighnari’s, reader is also very silly goofy in nari’s because i said so, author is down bad for kazuha and it shows

-> gn reader (you/yours)

taglist: @samarill || @thenyxsky || @valeriele3 || @shizunxie || @boba-is-a-soup || @yuus3n || @esthelily || @turningfrogsgay || @cupandtea24 || @genshin-impacts-me || @chaoticfivesworld || @raaawwwr

< masterlist >

diluc

“‘luc? where are you going?”

diluc turned from his spot on the edge of the bed, smiling down at you. he’d hoped not to wake you, but now that you were awake, he ran his hand over your cheek without hesitation. “nothing you need to worry about,” he said softly, smile growing when you put your hand over his. “go back to sleep, love.”

your eyes were heavy, he could see, and yet you tried to stay awake for him. how adorable you were… he wished he could stay here with you forever. “what does that mean? darknight stuff?”

“no, not that. i always tell you when i go out for that.” his thumb swept in an arc as he leaned down, pressing a gentle kiss to your forehead. “i need to go to a meeting with a merchant from liyue. i’ll be back in time for our lunch with an hour to spare.”

“you better be..” you let your eyes close, put to rest by his reassurance, and he waited until your grip on his hand loosened to slip away. he finished dressing as quietly as he could, pausing in the doorway when he was done to look back.

the day he was tired of the sight of you in his bed was the day he’d die, he decided, for if he no longer found joy in such an act of trust, there was nothing else to live for.

tighnari

tighnari stomped twice on the mat outside his home, shaking off as much dirt as he could before entering. normally when he came back in such a shape, it was because of a nasty withering zone or a rude group of fungi, but this time…

he sighed, ears flicking at the memory. he wasn’t sure how he didn’t hear the boar, really, nor how one so small had managed to push him so hard. thankfully, he wasn’t beside any of the larger cliffs, just a denser patch of bushes, but still.

you came home as he finished checking himself for injuries, dirtied outer layer already discarded in the hamper. how he was able to pick up your footsteps as you navigated his home but not the clumsy smashing of a boat through the forest… maybe only celestia knew.

you knocked on the door twice before entering the bathroom, eyebrows raising as you took in his condition. he knew he was a mess: various leaves and sticks sticking out of his hair and tail, dirt smeared on his cheeks and hands, a handful of small nicks sprinkled across his forearms…

“you enter a boar wrestling contest?”

it was a joke. or, most days it would be. but now, he shut his eyes as he groaned, as if that would block out the sound of your shocked laughter.

“wait, did-“

“i don’t want to talk about it.”

“tighnari-“ it was hard to pretend to be upset when you began to pick out the various leaves in his hair, his ears twisting to hear it better. “how’d that happen? you’re normally the first to hear anything!”

“yeah, well…” he could see your grin grow the longer he went without an excuse, and eventually settled on picking up the first aid kit, beginning to disinfect his many, many scrapes. “whatever..”

“you’re adorable.”

“no i’m not.”

“you are. always reminding everyone of safety, yet you somehow miss a boar.”

“i- i was distracted!” he switched out the cotton pad in his hand for a new one, moving onto his other arm. “there was an albino sweet flower. i was curious about its properties, as i’d never seen one before… besides, it was a young boar.”

“still a boar. give me your tail.” he lifted it, letting you pull the leaves from it as well. “you’re not hurt, right?”

“i’m not, it was too small to do any damage, and i mostly just hit bushes on the way down.”

“that’s good.”

for a few minutes, all was quiet. he put bandages over the few cuts that had gone deep enough to require them, brushing through his now-mostly-clean hair and washing the dirt off his face. he’d still need to take a shower, but this felt better.

and then you finished with his tail, letting it fall, “what if another boar was waiting for you at the bottom, do you think you would have heard that one?”

“by the seven above-“

childe

you’d been in this situation before. more times than you could count, provided you even wanted to, but it never got easier.

he was a harbinger. he got sent on missions often. he was skilled in combat, yes, but often acted more than a bit reckless—he’d been doing better since the two of you had been together, but..

ajax winced, just slightly, as he tightened a bandage around his shoulder, and your hands twitched toward him. you wanted to help, if only to keep him from hurting himself further, but he insisted you “keep your hands clean.” no blood on your hands, his or otherwise, for as long as he could keep it that way. you were delegated to watching from your spot on the edge of the bathtub, no matter how much you wanted to help.

he sent you an apologetic smile, finally taping down the end. “sorry sweetheart. i’ll make it up to you later, okay?”

“you don’t-“

“-have to, i know, but i want to. i don’t like making you upset.”

the same routine every time. he comes home, giving you a hug or kiss if he could do so without staining your clothes, or grabbing the towel kept by the door for this express purpose to do so. then to the bathroom to tidy up and treat his injuries, then whatever else you’d like. a dinner if it was late enough, or a homemade lunch, or a handful of hours spent in bed, holding each other close until one or both fell asleep. despite the consistency of this, sometimes he’d be scheduled for a meeting or debrief, ones he always missed.

today was one of such days.

“you’re sure you’re not going to get in trouble?”

he pulled on his shirt and shook out his hair, reaching to pull you to your feet with a quick kiss on your cheek. “certain. i’m too important for them to fire, and you’re too important to ignore.”

a man willing to deny the ninth harbinger for you… it was hard to argue that he felt anything less than pure adoration toward you in moments like this.

xiao

you were falling asleep. he could tell. your eyes dropped, head beginning to fall for a split second before you caught yourself. it was… endearing, he thinks, how much you tried to stay awake.

humans needed sleep. why you insisted on sacrificing yours for a few more minutes sat on the balcony with him, he didn’t know.

“you should rest,” he said, watching as you rubbed at your eyes.

you shook your head. expected. “i want to stay out here with you.”

“…those things are not exclusive.”

he tugged at your sleeve until you leaned against him, trying to stay as still as possible. he wanted you to be happy, and if you wanted to sit out here with him… then he’d do just that. the thin blanket beneath the both of you couldn’t be comfortable, and the night would certainly only get colder… but he didn’t mind. your body was warm against his, and he’d carry you inside far before you could get sick.

you shifted, and his fingers curled around yours to keep you from pulling away. he may be a bit shy about admitting it, but he loved the feeling of your skin on his. don’t back off, please?

kazoo

you stood on the docks of liyue, watching eagerly as the crux fleet sailed into the harbor. even from here, you could see the bright red of your lover’s clothe’s from atop the crow’s nest. people swarmed the boat, merchants and various busymen awaiting their goods, but you didn’t move an inch. you knew who you were waiting for, and knew he knew where to go.

there. his bright white hair reflecting the sun, the various ripples in the air as he lowered himself on platforms of anemo. with a wave to the captain—who laughed with her chest and watched with a smile—his shoes touched the deck, bringing him quickly to you.

kazuha took your hand and brought it to his lips as he bowed, red eyes taking you in for the first time in three weeks. “it is lovely to see you again, my dear.”

you pulled him closer, wrapping him in a hug. “i missed you.”

he squeezes you tightly, kissing your hair. “i missed you too. how have you been? are you alright?”

“better, now.”

you could feel his laugh through your hands, right beside his heartbeat. “what a charmer,” he teased, pulling away just enough to meet your eyes. “are you certain? has anything troubling come up?”

“nothing.” you reached up to move a piece of hair that wasn’t there, just to have an excuse to cup his face in your palm. he turned, kissing your wrist with another smile.

“good. i’d hate for something to bother you when i’m unable to help.”

“you don’t have to help me with everything, kaz.”

“oh, i’m certain i don’t have to. but everything is always easier with help, no? why shouldn’t i assist that who i love the most?”

in your brief moment of surprise, he turned the both of you so you could walk side by side, his arm around your sides. ”now, do you have any plans for today? if not, allow me to treat you to lunch. it’s been far too long since i’ve properly shared a meal with you.”

he may call you a charmer, but it was you who always ended up flustered.

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yuugen-benni · 4 months

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Euthanasia

- "A very gentle and quiet Death" Prompt: With an incurable disease that would destroy you over the years, you chose death before it actually came to you. A painless death is only painless for the one who suffers, and not for the one who witnesses it. Characters: Diluc - Albedo - Neuvillette - Kazuha Tags: gn!reader, Euthanasia/ assisted suicide, Burial types (Diluc- Cremation; Neuvillete - Sea), mentions of Death by medications, Grief, injuries A/N: The inspiration for this post was because I recently went to a funeral and the topic of "how do you want your funeral to be" came up among my family, honestly I would like a sea burial! Because of my beliefs, So I added the euthanasia and wrote this sad mess. I hope you guys enjoy and cry

The large doors of the mansion closed strongly announcing the return to the stillness that surrounded the entire building. Diluc had dismissed the maids in the afternoon, and gratefully, not even they asked why. The floor creaked louder than usual with his exhausted footsteps, wet from the thin rain that fell throughout Mondstadt, and he headed straight to his office like a sleepwalker on his nightly routine. The leather coat is left tossed on the adjacent divan as, without saying a word, he moves with purpose, sweeping objects from the tables, their crash a discordant symphony echoing his inner turmoil. His destruction was slow, allowing silence to fill the environment from time to time. His last victim was the window, shattered by his calloused hands clenched into fists, trembling from the fragments of glass that embedded themselves in his skin. In the distance, a fire crackled, strong enough to still reign under the rainwater. Diluc raised his head towards the noise, his face covered in soot and his eyes as red as his iris. There was no surprise in his expression because he knew that your body was burning there respecting your request to be burned by his flames and even though there was no need, he blamed himself.

The one thing Albedo doesn't like about nature: How everything seems to have been planned out beforehand. We can observe this in the seasons, in the rains that fall at the most inopportune moments, in your last words to him before the medicine killed you, and in that moment when Albedo hovered next to a hospital bed inside his own laboratory. Your vital signs would be nothing more than a straight line, the sound of the monitor beeping tirelessly like a cry for help - was the genius's sentence. It was so planned that you were the only person in whom he couldn't discover the most essential thing. And he hates hates hates hates hates hates it so much.

Just as the sea gives life, it also takes it, returning it to the earth, to our natural state. Water supplies us and cleanses us from the sins we have acquired in our lifetime and with the prophecy of the flood, the people of Fontaine adopted sea burial as a ritual, believing that the souls would join the ocean and thus protect their people. But Neuvillette had never thought about it until holding your body as he entered the vast expanse of water. The lapping of the waves was gentle, but agitated with the anxiety of welcoming another one of their children. Arrangements of Romaritime and Lumidouce Bell flowers, chosen specifically by him, were tied around your body; Slowly, with his hand on the back of your neck, Neuvillete lowered you into the water until it covered your entire body and finally released you allowing nature to do its part as you fall deeper. A flash of lightning rips through the sky, the electric tendrils branched across the heavens, illuminating the dark landscape and then the rain fall like tears. Hydro Dragon, Hydro Dragon, Don't cry.

Kazuha witnessed everything - the diagnosis, the decision and your death - trying to keep his heart that beat stronger than the wind blows through a sail on stormy nights inside his chest, he wanted to keep his facade of light breeze in front of you when he was just an inch away from breaking. But now, right there, with knees on the ground, head bowed and fists clenched tightly in his lap, he stood in front of your grave vulnebrable, praying to the heavens to allow your soul to leave freely.

Somehow he keeps hearing your voice in the rustling of the leaves, your scent on the air, and your touch on the breeze. Will this be another burden ? Possibly, and if so, the blade of his katana will be enough for an excuse because in joy and in sorrow, in health and in sickness, every day of yours lives he was there, so he would like to add one more promise: In life and in death.

#benni #genshin impact #genshin impact x reader #diluc x reader #albedo x reader #albedo kreideprinz #neuvillette x reader #neuvillette #kazuha kaedehara #kazuha x reader #kazuha x you #diluc ragnvindr x reader #albedo x gn!reader #genshin x reader #obrigadoeuteamosougrata

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favoriteboy · 7 months

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- helping them do their hair/playing with it -

𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 notes ! i know it's kinktober but i don't want the first thing on this blog to be straight up smut

𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 warnings ! fluff,,, gn! reader, reader is implied shorter than kaveh

𓇼 heizou !

heizou has the cutest (and messiest) bedhead ever,,, it always takes him forever to get rid of it on his own- however! with you helping him he can get it done quickly.

"can you massage my head a little, i've been feeling stressed lately." an excuse to have you spend more time with you and to have you ruffle through his hair some more.

"no heizou, you have to leave for work in two minutes." you said, eyes narrowing. though, you as well would like to play with his hair for a little longer.

expect whining and pouting after that. (heizou always gets his way, most of the time at least.)

𓇼 kazuha !

you and him could be slacking off as beidou and the rest of the crew actually worked.

you would lean up against a tree and he would put his to your chest, waiting for you to caress his locks.

"your touch is always so gentle." he would whisper.

also note that he looks very, very pretty with his hair down- goodness you love him so, so much.

"is it not supposed to be?"

"hm, no. that's not what i meant- i was simply praising you, my love." he eyes closed, indicating he was clearly enjoying this.

maybe you two would be here for a while.

𓇼 kaveh !

"stop moving!" you complained as you harshly yanked the brush through kaveh's beautiful, yet tangled, hair.

"ugh, i'm trying to but your so rough! can't you- ow! be more gentle?" he snapped back, eyes narrowing as a pout plastered his face.

"can't you take care of your hair better?" you say back, but you made sure to be a little more gentle.

"maybe i could- but i think your giving me even more hair damage by doing this."

"oh shut up." you murmur, placing the brush down and picking up his pins.

"no," he replied with a grin, tilting his head down so you could properly place the pins in his hair.

#heizou #shikanoin heizou #heizou x reader #heizou x you #kazuha #kaedehara kazuha #kazuha x reader #kazuha x you #kaveh #kaveh x reader #kaveh x you #genshin impact #genshin imagines #fluff #gn! reader

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xinnabon · 2 years

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FIRST DATE W/ ...

# 5WIRL xiao , heizou , venti , kazuha , and aether x gn!reader

cw !! swearing, mentions of kicking a vending machine

please do consider checking out my blog account! i am also taking in requests and it will be gladly appreciated from you to read my pinned post & request in! i'd love to see what you're up for.

a/n: it's just how you and them go out to a date with the location indicated and do all the things you'll ever do together. i think i've been spending about this for at least almost 3 hours now. i'm still not that original with themes or putting up aesthetics in my writing. there's a "don't judge a book by it's cover" for a reason. also, i used some sort of fake text app too because the text wouldn't go as planned in mobile form or so lol.

+XIAO

#1. ever since you asked him on a date, he probably didn't know it was a date in the first place and thought, it was just a friendly meet up.

#2. when he noticed that it was a date, he knew he fucked up. thought you just dressed up pretty well just not to disappoint but really it was all for a date? with his changed clothes from IDOL PRACTICE UNIT 5WIRL, definitely didn't try to impress.

#3. no. it's fine. at least it isn't some fancy place at the 13th floor of a really high and not to mention expensive building owned by some rich businessman or whatever. a normal convenience store. buy a few snacks and ice creams or honestly, whatever.

#4. he loved liked you taking him on a date without him knowing that it really was. you sneaked in a few lies to get him convinced to go with you but i'd say, it was pretty fun half awkward for a bit around just you two together.

#5. after a whole unexpecting date with the two of you, he didn't manage to pay the bill since you insisted yourself to do so, he just got you a cab and payed and bid goodbye.

"i uh... had fun today. i'll be making it up to you next time."

"so. there's a next time?"

"well... if you want."

next time he took you out to a date, he really did outdone himself.

+HEIZOU

#1. definitely those people who asks a lot of questions. hopefully he doesn't ask questions that take to a personal level.

#2. i think you two will hit up at the mall and go on a shopping spree. he pays for what you want, you pay for what he wants. fair enough to the both of you.

#2.0. i can imagine heizou trying out very fashionable clothing on with a few flashes as he appear in each sort of clothing he picked out.

#3. after a few running around in the malls, you two settle down at a table with your nice starbucks beverages. talking about interests, theories from heizou he thinks of that can't seem to get off his head, anything. as long as you two are well-entertained and relaxed with each other.

#4. so, about the starbucks beverages... he told you that something was going on around one of the shops, saying that you should do a favor for him and check it out. when you went out, he hurriedly asked the cashier to put a small note in the cups. at least some sort of small motivation quotes or hints that he's starting to take interest upon you.

#5. when you noticed while drinking your drink, you definitely couldn't stop smiling. he noticed but pretended he didn't know what you were talking about. it was cute.

"the note, heizou! the fucking note! i'm sure you asked to add a note while i was away!"

"oh? i don't think i added that there!"

+VENTI

#1. you guys go out in one of the arcade games in some place. pretty much keeps the conversation running and take on every single game there was in the place.

#2. you two might go to one of those dancing machines. he might be singing out to some of the songs. he definitely pushes you on to the machine just to dance together. take it as that one scene in the karate kid. HA.

#3. so many stuffed toys and other prizes he got from a single claw machine. how does he do it?

#4. you guys definitely buy so much in the prizes using your tickets. nah. you have too many stuffed toys. why not nerf guns for a change? yet a chaotic answer.

#5. after all that chaos you two have been. popping up a few candy bars, energy drinks, so many unhealthy food to cool down. totally wasn't trying to kick the machine vending machine or punching through the glass or putting your arm inside the machine and eventually got caught by guards and took a run for it. it was a fun day. and relaxed with your stuff in "peace".

+KAZUHA

#1. you two took at least a picnic out in a high hill with some pastries, fruits, other kinds of food you crave for.

#2. looking up to the sky, holding hand to hand, pointing which is which. it was going well so far.

#3. a few animals was around and couldn't help but just let them join in and take at least few of the food. why not, right? having them around was pretty cute how they seem to like kazuha.

#4. remember when i said it was going well so far? light rain eventually dropped by and decided to go back to kazuha's place since it's the nearest..

#5. you two were almost there but it's already been pouring real hard. you two held hands and just ran as fast as you two could, soaking wet. you and kazuha reached home and decided to take a warm shower and kazuha lend you one of his clothing for the mean time to stick around. food that you still had back there was sorta soggy. cooked up at least some yakisoba or however kind of meal you prefer, listening to music with each other as the rain continues to pour.

+AETHER

#1. most of the time, he liked listening to your voice. he liked listening to you as you talk. he tries to make an effort to take part in the discussion.

#2. the more you start to talk about him right in front of him, showering so many comments, he couldn't stop smiling. is that what you really think of him? are you joking with him? he honestly can't tell if you're saying all of that just to make him mad, or flustered. mixture of both perhaps?

#3. i think you two might as well order lots of desserts and beverages. he expects that you two together will be up for hours until the cafe is closed around 10PM.

#4. you sneak in a few pictures when he couldn't see you. some were photos of him eating or drinking on what he ordered, talking to a waitress to pick up a few orders, looking at something just so lost of track. you eventually catch his attention when you're done taking in some.

#5. the cute date was really nice. you thought about posting one of the pictures on how your first date go with aether in one of your social medias, but... you can't simply just post in photos without his permission, right? decided to tease him a bit.

huh. must be pretty stunned that you managed to take those pictures. without him noticing too. he didn't reply for the whole night. you sure did want to know. oh well.

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s4llyfce · 2 months

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Our differences

my first post, have mercy please ahhahhahaha

Kazuha x gn! reader but there’s a language barrier.

warnings: I used google translate (only once because it felt stupid to put in english)cause im a lazy bum so if you’re fluent in Japanese please look the other way i BEG

You never would’ve expected a situation quite like this one. The one day you decided to catch a break from grueling work, stroll through the ever beautiful inazuman forests, you end up caught in the middle of an incorrectly arranged ambush. With reason, you tried explaining to the rogue shinobi that they had the wrong person, but instead they shouted things in the language you hadn’t mastered yet.

Fortunately, right as you were about to put your vision to use for once, your knight in shining amour came and swooped them away. Literally. His use of anemo wasn’t like any you’ve ever seen. He jumped up high with grace and elegance, reeling the enemies in before plunging down on them with intuitive precision. Not enough to kill, but enough to serve as a singular warning. They left scampering away, seemingly smaller and less intimidating in the presence of power that easily surpasses theirs.

He turned to you when his eyes stopped lingering on the enemies that were too far now to see. He smiled, wind gently rousing through white hair as he held his hand out to you.

“怪我をしていますか?” Your head tilted before you could stop yourself, and he quickly noted your confusion. Perhaps you should’ve studied the language of Inazumans a bit more before arriving here. It wasn’t your fault really, you only planned on staying for a day or two.

“A..Are you hurt?” He was unsure of his words,afraid his thick accent would make them unintelligible. Now you felt like the inconsiderate one. Anyone could tell he didn’t really speak english, but that didn’t stray him away from trying. And for what? An undeserving stranger? You rid those thoughts from your mind and shook your head, giving a little smile in return.

“No no, Im okay. Thank you, seriously. I’d never suspect there would be trouble in forests this beautiful.” He nodded his head, and you had the suspicion he understood more than he initially let on. Most likely, he’s fluent in understanding, not speaking. Intelligent is what he was.

“Kazuha.” He said, pointing to his chest. Then, his finger turned, pointing towards you as if awaiting an answer. You stated your name, and he repeated it a little butchered, but who are you to judge any screw ups.

“Going home?” Kazuha gestured towards the sky that had turned considerably dark. You got the hint, it’s no longer safe to wander alone.

“Yeah actually- I mean, I’m only here for the next two days but I have a room at the local inn.” You hummed, realizing you accidentally trailed rather far from the main city. The consumption of deep and intricate thoughts when alone made it difficult to ascertain this sooner.

Before you could dwell too long in your mind, Kazuha was beckoning you along, leading you back to the city. He left little room for any dispute, danger lurked and that fact was enough to get you to follow along. You didn’t feel the need to be on guard towards Kazuha, his mellow aura assured you of that, but it did beg the question; Could you truly trust him? Perhaps this was all an act so he could cross you later when you’re vulnerable. Maybe you should be on guard, or better yet, not follow strangers to-

Kazuha spoke up, yet again reeling you away from futile contemplation. Only, he started speaking in a way that sounded strategically formatted. You had no clue what it meant, but the ethereal attribute in which he said it had you unknowingly mesmerized.

Kazuha possesses an awfully soft voice, one you couldn’t imagine to be loud or violent. From the get-go, you could tell he was more laid back than most, more attuned to nature even. With the way his eyes gazed at the sky which stars were adorned, and how he appeared to be listening to everything and anything all at once. You admired it, wanted to be and feel it. So utterly carefree and relaxed.

Even so, you knew better. Everyone has their own issues, ones they prefer to keep inside. Ones that they’d rather die than reveal and possibly risk their tranquility for vulnerability.

“Was that a poem? The structure..sounded familiar. Though I only understood a few words.” You were relived at the delighted nod he gave and your next question tumbled out before you could stop it. “Can I hear more?”

‘A day or two’. The biggest lie you’ve ever told yourself. When the time arrived for your return home, you felt more reluctant to go than you thought you would. Was it the sights? The food or atmosphere? No, not in the slightest. It’s the webs of that which is Kazuha, who had you wholly trapped.

You weren’t to blame, not when he came to visit you the day after he escorted you home. Not when he took it upon himself to translate his poems on paper, just so you could read and truly understand them. Not when he sat and taught you how to play blissful tunes with a mere leaf that happened to fluttered by.

No, you were simply captivated, and had become a victim to his kind nature. You wanted to know more. He’d listen to you ramble on about your life, mindlessly humming and nodding along while you internally questioned if he really knew what you were saying. Indeed he did, and he made sure you were reassured each time with a simple shake of his head to the most random questions you threw at him.

When you brought up how you wished he could tell you things like you do him, Kazuha took it upon himself to do exactly as you asked. So as the days ached on, he was now at the point where he could have full blown conversations with you.

What were you to do? Kazuha and you both know your field of work has been patiently awaiting your return.

Would it be so bad to drop everything and stay right here? Just like this?

“You look troubled. Thinking about something?” Kazuha piped up, eyes not once leaving the dewy morning sky you both gazed at.

“You’re not even looking at me, how do I look troubled?” You dodged the question with a small chuckle, not daring to face the stare you now felt on the side of your head.

“I am now.” He retorted, wringing a quiet fit of snickers from your end.

No, Surely not.

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