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merakiui · 1 year

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Absolutely love the possessive ex Scaramouche ramble in tags, please feed us more of that.

Gladly!! :D

(cw: yandere, extremely toxic ex scara, modern au, unhealthy behaviors/relationship, stalking, coercion, obsession, forced marriage, violent/suicidal threats, manipulation, mentions of intoxication/alcohol, implied self-harm)

The two of you were what everyone calls ‘high school sweethearts.’ You met him in the cafeteria when the both of you were first years. Despite the scowl etched on his face, he looked lonely sitting all by himself while everyone was finding tables, old and new friends gathering in groups. He’d ignored you, even scooting further away when you’d attempt to move closer. Even though he seemed so averse to you, you remained, silently eating your lunch. Neither of you said anything, but you did introduce yourself. He scoffed under his breath.

You started to sit next to him for every lunch, and he continued to give you the silent treatment. You never pressed him for conversation, instead choosing to enjoy silence while you ate and admired him from the sidelines. He never looked at you, always facing forwards and toying with his chopsticks, bending them so far until they were ready to snap. Eventually, he seemed to grow accustomed to this routine because many weeks into the semester he turned to address you.

“Why do you always sit by me? Don’t you have anyone else to bother?”

“Maybe. But I don’t think anyone’s as mysterious as you are.”

“‘Mysterious…’ Yeah, whatever.”

That seemed to be the catalyst because, as sardonic as he was, he’d begun talking to you. And it wasn’t long until he started to warm up to you every lunch until the both of you were exchanging lighthearted banter. Your friendship would only grow from this point onwards until, at the end of your first year during a study session to prepare for finals, where you were both pulling an all-nighter at your house, he’d asked you out. And you said yes, and the both of you had gone from best friends to lovers within the span of a year. The both of you were each other’s first partner, so it made doing things as a couple even more exciting because neither of you had any experience with dates or holding hands or kissing.

Kuni wasn’t a bad boyfriend. In fact, he was very loyal and sweet. He’d stand up for you if anyone was being rude to you or scrutinizing your relationship with hateful eyes. The two of you were nearly inseparable. When you weren’t spending time together in school, you were out doing things together. And when you couldn’t meet up in person, you’d text or call, sometimes talking late into the evening about all sorts of things. You were so immersed in him that you failed to notice the red flags slowly raising over time. But looking back there were a few notable ones.

He never invited you to his house. In fact, you’d never even met his parents, whereas he’d been to your home so often that your family practically became his own. He hadn’t mentioned anything about his family, and if you tried to suggest going to his house for dinner so that he could introduce you to them he was quick to change the subject. For a while you’d push this, more curious than concerned, but eventually you’d drop it when it became clear that he wasn’t going to divulge anything on the matter. That had stung, but you snuffed those feelings in favor of focusing on other aspects of your relationship.

The second red flag was just how clingy he became when the both of you were in your third year, having been together for two solid years. You never noticed it before because you loved him, but when friends had pointed out how attached he seemed—and it was to rather unhealthy levels, according to their observations—to the point where you were the only person he’d ever formed a bond with while at school you started to see the cracks in what felt like the perfect relationship. He’d text you every single day, at every single hour, all the time. He’d call you nonstop, even more so when you didn’t immediately pick up.

The third red flag coincided with the second. When you couldn’t make it to your phone, he was quick to blame himself and those around him for being responsible for your deteriorating relationship. Did I do something wrong? Are you mad at me? Did those guys bother you again? They probably told you some stupid shit about me, right? Don’t listen to them. Hey, you’re not mad, right? Call me back. I need to talk to you. Just text me when you can, okay? (Name), please don’t leave me. I’ll fix whatever’s wrong. Just promise you’ll stay. Messages of these kinds were what you could expect to receive from him. He’d fluctuate between self-loathing to loathing those around him within seconds, shoving blame onto classmates who’d bully him for being that “weird emo kid with too many piercings” and anyone else who tried to, in his words, “come between you and me.”

By the end of your third year, you started to fall out of love. He was so very dedicated to this relationship, evidenced by how much effort and care he’d put into it, but his clingy behavior was stifling. You’d lost some of your own friends because he chased them away, and it felt like you couldn’t do anything without him breathing down your neck. If you wanted to go anywhere with a friend or two, Kuni had to be there to accompany you. If you looked at another for too long, he’d think you were cheating. If you didn’t text or call him at certain times, if you failed to pick up, or—Archons forbid—you left him on seen, he’d spiral.

Kuni had this habit of sounding dangerously self-destructive when he feared you were being unfaithful or he thought you were going to break up with him, which meant you’d have to sit on the phone for hours convincing him that you loved him, that you’d never leave him, that you’d always be here for him, that you were sorry for not responding, that he needs to calm down and please, please, please don’t do anything rash. Those phone calls were always so stressful. You cried a lot; you’d beg him to put the knife away when he’d threaten to use it on himself, on you, on anyone who might try to take you from him. And, after a few hours of this, he’d be back to his usual self, as if a switch had been flipped. You could hear his adoring smile in his voice when he spoke, when he’d lovingly whisper into the phone, “I’m happy you’re mine. I love you so much.” And you’d shakily parrot the affirmation, too frazzled to say or do anything else.

One of your best friends Rosalyne, who you’d befriended in the midst of all of this, had been so supportive the minute you spilled the truth to her. Kuni hated her the most because she wasn’t afraid of him. Because she’d shut him down when he tried to pull you away from her. Because she wouldn’t approve of any of his toxicity. Rosalyne would take you on shopping sprees, brunch dates, and jogs at the local park. She was plenty of good to outshine Kuni’s bad, and the more time you spent with her the clearer your head would become. The both of you had plenty of sleepovers together, and she let you rant your heart out while she listened. She’d tell you to break up with him, but you’d agonized over how terrifying that would be. You couldn’t bear to tell Kuni the truth—that you wanted to separate because things had turned so rotten—because you were so scared. Scared of him and what he might do.

Scared that if he really did take a blade to himself it would be your fault. He told you that a lot. That it would be your fault if he did anything. That his blood would be on your hands. You believed him every time.

By your final year, you’d already had a plan for university outlined and you’d started applying to a few in advance. You never told Kuni about any of them because you worried he might apply to each one in hopes of going to the same school as you. And when there was the dance for the graduating class and Kuni had asked you to it, you’d told him you were going with Rosalyne and a few other friends as a group. He didn’t like this, as expected, but you’d been so sick of him and his behaviors that you snapped and spilled everything to him. You’ll never forget the look on his face when you told him that you were done with the relationship and that you never wanted to see him again.

He looked as if he could lunge at you and tear you to bloody ribbons at any moment.

You graduated single and so very refreshed, and your summer had been filled with friends. Kuni didn’t message you at all, which was surprising considering you were certain he’d spam you relentlessly after the break-up. But he never did. In fact, you never saw him again. Graduation had come and gone, and now that you could recover from such a terrible relationship he was becoming less of a burden for you. For a while you were anxious. You kept expecting to receive a phone call or to see some news about Kuni, but neither ever came. Rosalyne told you to stop thinking about him. It would only make you even more paranoid and that wouldn’t do your mental health any good. You were so grateful to have her in your life, but most importantly you were glad Kuni failed to scare her away.

Now you’re a second year in college and things have only gotten so much better for you. You and Rosalyne still keep in touch despite going to different schools. She’d gone to a university in Snezhnaya, while you enrolled in one in Sumeru, and you’ve blotted Kuni from your mind. You’ve made a fresh group of friends while attending classes: criminal justice major Shikanoin Heizou, creative writing major Kaedehara Kazuha, musical therapy major Venti, botany major Tighnari, and so many more wonderful people who have all welcomed you into their circles.

So when Venti drags a familiar face to your usual weekend outing, which is really just a retreat to the forest for drinking and smoking, creeping cold settles into your bones. He looks awkward with Venti’s arm slung around him as the more bubbly of the two drags him towards the bonfire, where you sit with the others roasting marshmallows for s’mores, and it’s a look that is so uncharacteristic on him. What’s even weirder is how friendly everyone greets him—as if they all know him—and you’re completely lost when they turn to you and ask if you’ve met Kunikuzushi.

“No,” you lie through your teeth, forcing a pleasant smile and extending your hand for a stiff handshake, which Venti snickers at. “No, I’ve never met him before.”

Apparently, he’s in one of Venti’s classes—it’s a course he’s taking solely because he needs the credits. Tighnari knows him because they usually work the same shifts at the campus café. Kazuha knows him from his linguistics and philosophy classes. Heizou’s ate with him in the dining hall plenty of times now and they’re also taking the same psychology class. It feels so genuine and yet so fake at the same time. Too perfectly manufactured to be a mere coincidence. But you do your best to push past these suspicions, and when he sits across from you, smiling at you and saying how nice it is to meet you, the warping flames paint his face in devilish shadows. That’s what you think he is when he acts like a completely different person from how he was when you dated: a devil who’s good at being kind and outgoing, noisy and abrupt, and always so foul-mouthed, but in a way that makes him charming. Your friends are so enthralled. They love him and his sense of humor. They love his quick wit. They love how fun he is. And suddenly weekends spent in the forest aren’t so enjoyable.

You do your best to overcome your doubts. For a few months you’re on edge. How he even found you is a mystery. Surely he wouldn’t stalk you and enroll in the same college just to get revenge or…whatever vengeance he wants from you. But when he treats you to coffee, when he brings you and the others pastries every other morning, when he invites the lot of you to study at the library, when he tells the funniest stories while crossed and everyone’s giggling like schoolgirls it really feels like he’s…healthier. Like he’s turned a fresh page in his life and is starting anew. Like he’s changed for the better.

Perhaps he just doesn’t remember you. You’ve changed your style over the years, so it’s possible he’s simply forgotten your image and can’t place memories to your name. Eventually, after soothing yourself with these theories, you begin to accept his presence in the group. He fits in so flawlessly, as if he’s a missing piece to the puzzle, and you can’t believe you’re admitting this, but you like this version of Kuni. He’s confident, not cocky. He’s kind, not rude. He gives everyone space. In fact, he rarely texts frequently in the group chat. And he’s funny! He’s so funny. You don’t think the Kuni from your past was ever as funny as the Kuni who regales everyone with lighthearted stories of how he once took in a stray cat that turned out to belong to his neighbor or how his old job had the strangest customers.

Maybe he truly did change. Maybe all of these coincidences really are coincidences. Maybe it’s for the best that you leave the past in the past.

Finals season looms, and the group hasn’t had time to meet up outside of class. Venti has tried to persuade everyone to come study at his apartment. His roommate won’t care (yes, he will. Xiao hates it when everyone gets blackout drunk and he has to wake everyone come morning), but if you’ve known Venti long enough you’ll know there is no studying that happens at these study sessions. This is probably the reason why he’s had to repeat a year.

With everyone’s schedules packed with academics, it’s difficult to find a time where everyone can get together to study. You think you might just be better off studying on your own, but Kuni’s message of you wanna pull an all-nighter for these lame af finals together?? accompanied with a photo of snacks and coffee, any thoughts of studying alone instantly vanish.

This is how you find yourself in his dorm, sprawled on his bed while he sits on the floor, whacking your dangling feet when they get too close to him. His roommate Albedo is currently out tutoring a few students at the library and won’t be back until much later, so it’s just you, Kuni, and a pile of textbooks and notes. You’ve hung out with Kuni a few times and he was great company during each. You’ve also fallen asleep in his dorm before, when you’d come over to binge a show the both of you enjoy, and you’d lost track of time and had slipped into a dream halfway through the marathon. You’d woken the next morning with Kuni looming over you, grinning deviously and holding an uncapped marker. He’d leaned down and whispered, “You drool in your sleep,” and you’d swatted at him and groused about how you were sleeping so peacefully when he just had to ruin your sleep (and your face) with his antics. And then there was that time when you were so drunk at that one party and you could hardly stand, he’d been there to help. He even stayed with you for the rest of that night, offering his assistance when you became nauseous or needed water or a snack until you passed out.

Despite your initial apprehensions, you consider him a friend. He’s no one nearly as close as Rosalyne or your other friends. He’s just a mutual friend, someone you’ll spend time with when you feel like it, but you don’t truly need him in your life. That, and part of you still struggles to trust him after all of the stress and unhealthy obsession he subjected you to.

“Kuni,” you whine, lifting your head from the textbook. “Can you get me some water? I’m thirsty.”

“Do I look like your maid?” he snaps, immersed in organizing his notes. “Get it yourself.”

“I’m picturing it now and you’re in a frilly dress and—”

“Forget I asked.” Setting his notebook down with an exaggerated sigh, he crosses the distance to the mini fridge and withdraws a bottle of water.

Grinning, you slide off of his bed and reach for it with a grateful hum. He smirks and takes a step back, holding it away from you.

“Seriously…”

Rolling your eyes, you lunge for it and he side-steps you with the practiced grace of a cat. You brace yourself against the wall and swipe at him. Again, he dodges, unscrewing the cap and shaking the bottle teasingly.

“I think I’ll take a sip for myself. All of this studying has left me so parched.”

“No fair! That’s mine!”

“Is it?” He pulls it away from his lips to observe the bottle and feigns surprise. “That’s weird. I don’t see your name on it.”

“Look closer!” you exclaim, but just as he’s about to humor you you pounce, tackling him to the ground—there’s a beanbag cushion that breaks your fall—and the water spills all over the both of you in the midst of the tumble. A slew of colorful words stick in Kuni’s throat and your laughter rings out melodiously. You seize his wrist and hold it down while reaching for the bottle in his other hand, where there’s still some water left. He struggles halfheartedly, relinquishing the bottle with a disinterested scoff, and you pull away from him to down what’s left.

While crushing the plastic bottle into a ball, you notice something on your palm—the palm that had grabbed Kuni’s wrist—and it takes a minute before the skin tone-colored substance registers in your mind.

Concealer.

You peer at him and notice that he’s cradling his arm, and confusion sprouts.

“So funny,” he spits with a hollow laugh. “You owe me a new beanbag if this one’s ruined.”

“Hey, hold on. What’s with the—”

“Forget it. You got your water, so let’s get back to studying. Or do you no longer want to be a perfect student?”

Without thinking, you grab his arm as he’s standing and when you look at his forearm you can see where the water’s started to wash the concealer away. Curiously, you scrub at it while he tries to yank his arm away, but when you unearth a dozen scars littering his wrist and climbing the length of his arm that creeping cold from before returns.

And suddenly you’re brought back to those phone calls—the ones where he’d threaten suicide and murder—and you stumble back as if you’ve been burned, half-expecting to hear those threats once more. Kuni’s staring at his wrist, his features twisted in grim disapproval, and for a moment you think he looks…hurt. Or maybe that’s sadness you see. Whatever emotion it was, it doesn’t linger because a quiet chuckle slips past his lips, and the sound is so very frigid it has your blood crystallizing.

“It really hurt when you said you never wanted to see me again.” Kuni peers down at you, and his eyes that had once been so bright and filled with light are dull and dark. “But nothing hurts more than loving you.”

You open your mouth to say something—anything—but the words won’t come. You’re rooted to the ground, horror slinking through your body and rendering you immovable. Your heart is in your throat, pounding so loudly it’s practically a drum, and a cold sweat washes over you.

“Each time I found myself hating you, I thought it was odd because I love you so much. I can’t possibly hate the one I’ve loved all this time.” He scowls. “But loving you hurts. Loving you feels like chewing glass and drinking poison. Loving you isn’t fair because while you moved forward with your ‘friends,’ I was forced to stay behind and pick up the pieces of what was left of you. So for every moment I couldn’t stand you, I tallied it on myself so that I’ll never forget the times I loved you so much I hated you.”

This can’t be happening, you’re thinking, curling your hands into trembling fists. He changed. He changed, right? This isn’t the same Kuni from before. This isn’t…

“And when I saw how well you seemed to be doing without me, I hated you even more.” Without warning, he’s grabbed your arm and hoisted you up. You open your mouth to scream, but no sound comes—not that anything could when he’s pulled a switchblade from his pocket and poised the pointed tip at your jugular. “You have poor taste in friends. Those guys suck.”

Tutting, he shakes his head at you like a parent might when scolding a child, and says, “Do you know how fucking tiring it was pretending? You think I care about pastries and stupid campfire stories? You really think I’d ever want to associate myself with that sorry lot?”

“K-Kuni, please let go of me. I… I’m sorry. I didn’t know you were—I’m sorry. So please just…”

“And then the first time you see me after all these years apart and you had the gall to lie to my face! ‘I’ve never met him before.’ Bullshit. You just didn’t want any of your loser friends to know our history, right? Because you’re ashamed to have known me, right?”

“That’s not it! I… I was just—I didn’t… I was… I just…”

“I… I… I…” he mocks, shoving you down onto the beanbag. It dips under the sudden weight, and you sink further into it when he points the blade at you. “Stop tripping over your tongue. I should be the one near tears! You cast me aside and then forgot all about me. You abandoned me when I needed you most.” His voice cracks at that last sentence, and your heart skips erratically.

“That’s not what happened! We needed space. I needed space. You were being too—” You stop yourself, unsure of how to phrase it. Too controlling? Too dangerous? Too scary?

“Lucky for you, I’m willing to overlook these past...slights.” The blade twirls effortlessly in his grasp, and you heave a relieved breath when he’s no longer pointing it in your direction. “Marry me and we’ll forget all about the past. We’ll start over.”

His demand almost stops your heart altogether. You stare up at him, mouth agape, and mumble a disbelieving, “What?”

“You heard me.” He seems to soften with his next words, and for a moment he looks and sounds like the Kuni who hangs out with you and your friends. The harmlessly fun Kuni who always takes such good care of you. “You’re the only one I’ll ever love, so let’s get married.”

“K-Kuni, I can’t... I really can’t...”

Within seconds the blade has found itself on his wrist, pressing into delicate flesh. Not enough to cut, but if he applies more force you’ll definitely see blood. You choke on a horrified gasp.

“What was that?” He raises his brow at you, challenging you with a calm smile.

Your mind reels in an effort to conjure a plan. What can you even do? If you take the blade from him, will he turn his anger on you? Will you have to wrestle him into submission? And if you do manage to get out of his dorm, will anyone believe you? He’s painted himself in such a pleasant light. Your friends love and trust him! So what can you say? And if there isn’t any solid proof, no one will even entertain bringing the authorities into this mess.

“I’m waiting, (Name). Are you really going to make me add another tally? Do you really want me to hate you again? Oh, but maybe I should start marking you! We can add a slice for each time you failed to love me. That way we’ll both look like used cutting boards.”

You need help, you want to say, but the words escape you.

Instead, you nod hastily and say breathlessly, “Okay, yes! I’ll marry you!” Swallowing your horror, you glance at the blade as it’s lifted from his skin. Thankfully, there isn’t a cut. “I... I’ll marry you, Kuni. So... So please don’t hurt yourself. Please.”

It feels like you’ve been strangled for an eternity, so when he finally pockets the blade the air in your lungs returns and you collapse against the beanbag, chest rising and falling in short, panicked breaths.

“Good.” He bends down to your height, grips your chin with cold fingers, and forces you to meet his adoring stare. “We’ll look at rings tomorrow. Or maybe you’d prefer bracelets instead? I can be flexible but only for you, so you’d better be grateful.”

You swallow rising bile and nod. “T-Thank you.” You’re not sure why you’re thanking him when he hardly deserves it, but it feels like the right thing to say to ease the tension.

Kuni’s eyes sparkle, no longer a void of endless darkness, and when he leans in to capture your lips in his your heart sinks. You really can’t run from your past, can you?

#genshin chit chat #yandere-romanticaa #yandere scaramouche #scara says he needs you but what he really needs is a therapist first and foremost #adding heizou into the mix!!! he probably takes notice of your change in behavior #and confronts you one on one to ask if everything's okay #and he looks so concerned and his voice is so soft and so you break and spill everything #and he nods while he takes in all of this information before offering to help #he knows the law (he's studying it after all!) so he can help you #but what heizou doesn't tell you is that the law might crush one evil person but it can easily protect other evils :)#especially him who is oh-so-honorable and sweet #you'd never know he wants to be more than just friends #and that he has a journal detailing your every move #but also i like the idea of heizou being a genuine friend and the two of you grow closer while trying to find ways to get scara caught #and taken away from you for good #but yan!heizou just hits so deliciously orz #also also!! adding in rosalyne~~ she went to the same uni as kuni (in snezhnaya)#but when he finally found out where you were he transferred #and rosa only realized they went to the same school when she found out from ajax (who also attends the same uni)#kuni probably worked part-time as a hospital receptionist before he transferred schools #and he's pretty sure the doctor there is a serial killer or he's just on the border of criminally insane (this is dottore after all)#(me looking at every way i can insert each harbinger into this au >:D)

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lyneylover · 9 months

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Yandere! Lyney royalty Au♡

Synopsis: lyney is a street magician that you seen 3 weeks before your birthday. After your dad sees you mesmerized by his magic show he decides to buy lyney and his siblings to be your personal magicians. Little did your dad know that this would be the biggest mistake he ever made.

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So picture this!

Originally lyney was just a street performer with his twin sister and sometimes his little brother as well.

But that all changed as soon as you came to one of his magic shows.

You were amazed by his tricks and enjoyed watching them. Genuinely having a good time watching his show.

It wasn't everyday that the princess of the l/n family actually seemed extremely impressed by magicians. Many have tried but failed since you were always able to tell what illusion they used.

But there was something about lyney and his sister lynette's magic that made you hypnotized.

By the time the show was officially over you seemed disappointed.

Noticing your disappointment your dad has the brilliant idea to buy the 3 magicians for your upcoming birthday as a surprise.

After that magic show everything seemed so boring but 3 weeks later you got the biggest surprise of your life.

The day of your 18th birthday arrived.

Like any other birthday you had there were lots of gifts.

But something was different this time. This time your dad presented you with something you'd never expect.

There stood the three magicians.

Standing right in front of you was lyney, lynette, and freminet.

In that moment you were frozen and bubbling with excitement. You quickly ran over to your dad hugging him and thanking.

But little did you know that lyney was smitten by you.

The second he saw you at his magic show he felt you stole his heart away. The twinkle in your eyes when he made something disappear and reappear or how he drew the exact same card that a person showed the crowd.

Usually lyney wouldn't let anyone buy him and his siblings so when your dad asked him he was going to say no but then realized that the same man he was going to decline was your father.

Lyney uses this as a way to get closer to you knowing that he's only a mere magician and you're a princess. So he automatically yes not wanting to leave his siblings he told the king that he would only go if he bought all three of them for $100 a piece.

When lyney saw you he felt giddy inside. He was mesmerized by your beautiful features your pretty eyes, your soft looking hair, your plump lips everything about you made him blush.

This didn't go unnoticed by Lynette and freminet though.

After a month of being your personal magician he finally tells his siblings about his feelings for you hoping that they would help him with the master plan he thought up.

When Lynette and freminet finally agree lyney is ecstatic.

A week later they put Lyney's plan in motion.

At dinner lynette slips something in everyone's drink that'll make them tired.

When everyone is finally asleep lyney sneaks into your room covering your mouth before waiting for freminet to appear.

When freminet gets there they all quietly bring you to the escape carriage they had prepared earlier.

They all quickly run back inside to trash your room and their rooms to make it look like a kidnapping. With the money they had gotten from the king they took you far across fontaine where he would never find you.

The next day the king was furious. He thought someone kidnapped his magicians and his precious only daughter.

The king looked for them for months but not a trace of them was ever found.

Lyney could finally be with the love of his life.

I hope you guys enjoyed this! Sorry I haven't been posting I've had writers block but I'm finally back on track! And I'm currently completing my first hotaru haganezuka request but I thought I would post my little brainrot for you guys<3 Also should i post a part two with yan! personal detective Heizou looking for reader?

#akanes bakery #bakery #brainrot #yandere lyney #lyney #lyney x reader #lyney x y/n #yandere genshin x you #yandere genshin impact #yandere genshin au #Akane's genshin royalty Au #yandere genshin x reader #yandere lyney x reader #genshin x reader

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yestrday · 1 year

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— BLUSH BLUSH ! anemo | hydro | geo

⤷ yan! hybrid! aether, venti, kaedahara kazuha, xiao, kunikuzushi/scaramouche, shikanoin heizou

summary ! a young heir like you probably needs a breath of fresh air every now and then, and who better than your beloved hybrids to give you a taste of what the outside world is like? bringing with them the scent of the wind and their coy yet laid-back personalities, you can barely notice the possessiveness gleaming in their eyes.

content ! reader collects these boys like Pokémon, manipulation, mentions of murder, once again venti is a pervert, obsession, toxic behavior,

AETHER is your first partner. he's been with you ever since your dad dropped you off in one of his fancy but hauntingly lonely villas and never again bothered with you. it was your first day, it was lonely, and it just so happened that it had been raining.

you still remember scooping him up from the rain and declaring that you’d keep him, despite the protests of your servants. but you were rather spoiled and also obsessed with how beautiful this catboy looked. so now aether roamed the halls of your manor proudly ever since, cat bell around his neck as proof of your ownership.

AETHER is always eager to help you. it doesn’t make sense for such a being as yourself to be scurrying around and making a mess of yourself! he’s no pushover but he covets your praise and regards it as the highest honor. so whenever irritation at being ordered around by the others starts to build up, he remembers your soft praises and approving looks and steadies himself to work his hardest! you, oblivious fool that you are, don’t know that he’s doing this for you. all you see is your good kitty being helpful and generous as he always is.

your house is a treasure coven, full to the brim with riches the commoners wouldn’t even dare to touch, and among these are your dear catboy’s golden locks. you pride yourself in taking good care of them. a common sight is aether leaning against you as you stroke and brush his hair, humming a tune as you braid them. sometimes the others join in and place little trinkets (flowers, golden clips, pretty rocks they found by the lake) to further accentuate his beauty. he blushes at the attention, but after all that he’s done for the household, he deserves nothing less.

AETHER is one of the milder yanderes in your household, even holding back the more violent ones when needed. he’s content with your attention and presence. if you pat him lovingly and tell him that he’s a good boy, then he wants nothing more. if others hog you too much, he’ll get pouty, but other than he’s happy that everyone knows just how amazing you are. he feels more than blessed to be living here under your protection and around his newfound family.

still, you’re a young heir. in high society, there are bound to be those who will attempt to sully you for their own benefit. as the longest-staying boy, he knows more than anyone the hardships you face. plenty of nights he’s curled up beside you as you cry yourself to sleep, the victim of many cruel sneers and underestimating remarks. you’ve been framed and scandalized repeatedly, and he knows that you’ve grown stronger because of that. that doesn’t mean he wants to see you go through that again.

if perchance there might be a competitor strong enough to leave a permanent mark on your records, aether will finally bare his claws. he’s smart enough to not make the media connect the murder to you. there is no dirtying your name as long as he’s around. he makes sure that no one, not even you or the family, knows about the deed. once the news hits television, he looks just as clueless as all of you.

RELATIONSHIPS : aether likes everyone and everyone likes aether! everyone has some sort of kinship with the boy and while he knows all their secrets and feelings, no one can say the same about him. when you were younger he’d mumble a name in his sleep, although that doesn’t happen quite often anymore. the longing and melancholy look still stay the same.

VENTI is the poor little thing you found hanging half-dead from one of your garden’s tree branches, still in his dove form. he was a quiet thing when you rushed him to your room and mended his broken wings. for a few days, there was no response from him, just subtle breathing and occasionally soft whimpers. sympathies and goodwill came from you and aether, and each day you both wished for his quick recovery.

peace and quiet were soon disturbed when one of your maids screamed from the kitchen. hurriedly running to the scene, you and aether found a distressed maid on the ground while a young man lay sprawled on your island with a bottle in hand. laughing sheepishly with an apologetic smile, he raised an open wine case to you and grinned.

congratulations, you now have a doveboy added to the party! VENTI’s accident has now rendered his wings useless, much to his dismay. his regret and dejection are still obvious to you even as the years go by, shown to you by the sad flicker in his eyes as he stretches his wings. most of the time his wings lay tucked at his sides, useless and paralyzed, but you wish to appease his apparent melancholy by making sure his wings are in top form. the feathers are downy and soft in your hands as you prune them, while venti hums and chirps contentedly under your touch.

his beautiful voice still remains, and there is not a day when his beautiful singing echoes through the grand halls of your manor. as expected of a dove hybrid! his nimble fingers pluck the lyre you gifted him (meticulously and tastefully adorned with gems you personally picked), singing ballads of adventures that make you wish you had a world outside your chained position in society. many of your family members, although irked at his eccentric and shameless nature, appreciate and praise his talents.

VENTI is very non-violent, although he can pull his punches when he really needs to. his yandere tendencies tend to fall under obsession, viewing you not only as his savior but also as a poor and sheltered lamb. he pities you and your position in life because as someone who used to roam freely, who would ever want a life shackled to a destiny they cannot change? the fact that he cannot tear you away from this life due to so many eyes on you aches him to the core.

but again, isn’t that exactly what makes you so beautiful? locked away in a home, half-forgotten by an apathetic father, why you’re just ripe for the taking! you can only look at him, be happy with him, and spend the rest of eternity with him! VENTI loves freedom above all things… now he has the freedom to do whatever he wants to you!

he feeds you with purposely false information, making your reality further and further detached from the world beyond the walls of your home. you are his master, no? you saved him from death so it makes sense how much he praises you, even if you feel that they’re too extreme. he runs his fingers up your delicious thighs, fondles and caresses your skin, and pecks loving kisses all over— all in the name of love and devotion. this is normal, after all. this is how people show their gratitude. you don’t want to argue with someone who actually has experienced the real world, so you nod hesitantly and go along with his whims and wishes. venti grows drunker and drunker with every squirm and whimper that comes from you.

RELATIONSHIPS : venti hangs out with zhongli most of the time, sometimes annoying him with pranks and other times joining him in his old man laments. diluc is one of his most prominent victims, venti pestering him for drinks and food or just simply annoying him. kaeya more often than not joins him, while aether stands by to make sure that diluc doesn’t end up clawing the dove’s eyes out.

KAZUHA first makes himself known when you spot a flying squirrel hanging upside down from your tree. it’s a fluffy little thing, white fur striped with an unnatural orange-red. it detects your presence even at a far distance, but as it blearily opens its eyes and lets out the cutest yawn, it doesn’t shy away from you. instead, it stares at you with its wide eyes before finally gliding out of the tree and right in front of your face.

pop! smoke appears out of nowhere, and a handsome boy takes the place of the cute flying squirrel! “hello to you, my liege,” warmly says the stranger. “i see that your home is a place of rest for beings such as i.” his hand grasps yours and he presses a gentle kiss on it. “hopefully it wouldn’t be rude to ask if i could seek shelter under you?” his pure and sincere eyes make you bashful, and so you nod.

everyone takes a liking to him, especially those who have a special connection to the wind. KAZUHA is after all very polite and helpful, and the poetry that he writes is very beautiful. he tells stories of his homeland, a land full of maple leaves and cherry blossoms far, far away. alas, he cannot go back anymore, and his loneliness and nostalgia pushes you to renovate your garden into a splitting image of his homeland. after being banned for so long from the garden (the scent of the wind told him what you were doing, but he’ll let you have your fun), his wide eyes as he sees the towering maple and cherry blossom trees make you grin in pride.

KAZUHA, then and there, swears his utmost loyalty to you. kneeling in front of you and gingerly taking your hand in his, he looks up at you with those upturned eyes as if you’re his entire world. it’s not because you planted a couple of trees for him, but because your warmth is everything a lonely wanderer could dream of.

KAZUHA’s touch is gentle, and his words are cotton-soft, but don’t be fooled– he’s every bit as lethal as your other hybrids. he’s overprotective and intimidating when you’re not looking. some of your rowdier housemates have been at the edge of his sword after their antics have put you in danger. on the rare occasion that you do go out of the house, he tends to shadow you (with, like, five other hybrids) and incapacitate anyone who goes after you. which is many, seeing as you are the heir of a multimillion company.

sometimes KAZUHA runs his fingers over your sleeping face and sighs wistfully. if you weren’t chained to such a life, would you be free to roam the world with him? free to explore, free to witness what life is all about. he knows he could easily run off and go back to his old life, but he can’t imagine leaving you here all alone.

then again, maybe your father did the right thing. after all, the outside world is full of dangers a being as soft as you couldn’t stomach. he tenderly rubs your wrist and presses a kiss to it. his heart would hurt seeing shackle bruises on them, but it may be a necessity. or he could shackle you to him, like a red string of fate.

RELATIONSHIPS: it’s adorable seeing the flying squirrel perch itself on gorou’s puppy head as he runs around being chased by itto. despite the chaos, kazuha seems perfectly calm as he takes a nap on the brown fur. the only time he wakes up is when heizou pops into the frame and scurries off before the self-proclaimed detective can catch him again.

XIAO came to you after finding out that zhongli’s been mooching off you for quite some time. it comes as a shock when a brilliant vermillion bird barges into your home and pleads with his father figure about why in the world would he be idling his time away with a hybrid slaver. you’re a bit offended at that, especially since most of the time it’s the hybrids who come to you, not the opposite. he insists on staying after finding out that zhongli cannot be convinced to leave.

he regards you with suspicion at first. you’re the first human he’s met who has a house full of normal and mythical hybrids alike. time passes and he realizes… you don’t exactly have the guts to be a slaver. you’re naive about how things work and you foolishly give away your money to these hybrids without asking for anything in return. ruffling his hair, he sighs in exasperation and flicks your head. you need to stop being so selfless.

XIAO is part of the security team that the hybrids just happened to make. it’s not like they assembled themselves officially, it’s just a group of overprotective guys who think you’re too weak to defend yourself. you laugh nervously as xiao scolds you for going along with the others’ whims– for the love of morax, you are not as sturdy as the others. do you not know not a bull hybrid’s mere hug can snap you?

it’s embarrassing for him to admit, but he’s grown to be somewhat reliant on you. you can’t really do anything for him– he’s more than capable of doing things for himself. but your presence soothes him like no other remedy could. the puppet strings of the guilt he’s been carrying for centuries seem to snap whenever you run your hands through his feathers. you’ve become his balm, his only chance at being saved. you’re someone he cannot part with.

his all-seeing eyes darken when you sleep. sometimes, he suddenly appears on your windowsill in a cloud of black and green. aether, who is always by your side, doesn’t mind and shares the silence with him as they both watch you. paranoia itches at him, even if he can see the rise and dip of your chest. he’s had many comrades lie the same way you do now, albeit in the bloody aftermath of war and a spear in their chest. he reaches a hand out for you but shirks when he’s just an inch away. you’re… too fragile. too fragile for your own good.

he worships you differently from how he worshiped morax. morax was a stone pillar for the foundation of a country, and XIAO was his best general. you are a plum blossom, whose buds sway precariously in the wind. he tends to you, as gently as he tries to be, but instinct tells him to snap off a branch if to preserve the most beautiful parts of you forever.

RELATIONSHIPS: xiao is only ever seen around two hybrids: zhongli and aether. he tends to perceive the dragon’s smallest actions as wisdom beyond mortal comprehension, even though everyone around him seems to think he's exaggerating. he trusts aether with his life and yours, and is especially close to him. venti also seems to sense that a certain shadow lingers whenever he plays his tunes, but he smiles to himself and lets them listen without bother.

KUNIKUZUSHI wanders into your life… literally. on a day when the night sky is in its deepest shade of purple and thunderbolts strike and shake the earth, someone knocks on your door. the man wears a wide-eyed, friendly expression as he requests shelter for the night. eager to help and meet someone new, you do, but the moment he steps through the doorway, everyone’s hairs are on end. especially your partner, aether, isn’t his usual easygoing self.

he stays for several nights, and you think him a charming young man. the others aren’t fooled though, and the moment you’re gone, he’s going head-to-head with your protective hybrids. it’s your fault that you’re such a naive idiot, anyway. so what if he’s gonna take advantage of it? a fight breaks out in the middle of the night, and you wake up and rush down to see that aether has his claws out. with one slash, your guest stumbles back, and a cloud of smoke puffs…

… and it reveals a daurian redstart, a cute little bird that aether could easily squish between his sharp claws. with a gasp, you rush in to save the poor thing. aether is stunned and tries to convince you that he spells bad news, but you’re already cuddling him into your palm. kuni is mortified– the shame of showing his weaker form makes him lash out– but he is cowed by a dangerous look from everyone else in the house. fine, he’ll relent.

KUNIKUZUSHI is snippy at first, with everyone, especially you. he doesn’t trust anyone with his hybrid form, and the mere mention of it will have him biting at their ankles. everyone thinks that being a cat suits him better, which aether takes full offense at. you’re a bit disappointed because his jōbitaki form is soooo cute! nevertheless, you continue to take good care of him, feeding him his favorite foods and brushing his hair. one day he gets too comfortable that– pop! – his bird form appears and slowly flutters into your palm. it’s the day when he’s claimed you as his.

most of the time, he mocks and jeers at you. usually, you just smile and laugh– after all, this is kuni’s way of expressing his feelings! however, when things get too much you either blubber or glare or both, and he then falters. the sadistic side of him wants to keep bullying you forever, but the weaker, more detestable side of him, is up in a panic. he doesn’t know how to deal with whining brats, dangit, so he pops into his bird form and silently plops himself into your lap so you’ll shut up.

KUNIKUZUSHI is possessive and clingy– though he’ll never admit the latter. he can’t bear the thought of you leaving him alone. you have a chokehold on him already, and archons be damned you were gonna abandon him when he’s already a mess for you. spend time with him, play with him, look at him, worship him as he worships you. your gentle touch has him gasping for more, and archons does he hate himself for being so weak for a mere human.

KUNIKUZUSHI is crazed and deranged. he loves the fact that you’re trapped in this large, yet solitary manor. how easily he can dominate and break you in, to make sure that you’ll want nothing with your father’s business and stay with him, him, and him alone. you want that, don’t you? it’s a blessing to stay with your favorite little bird? why would you want to be the center of such a corrupt business, when he can chain the both of you together, just as like mortals and their marriage rites <3

RELATIONSHIPS: kuni is not someone that can easily get along with, so he’s usually hanging out around you or by himself. he and aether do fight a lot, but that has long mellowed down to playful and cheeky banter. other than that, kuni can be seen talking down to the others, even the mythical beasts. however, he gets eerily silent whenever kazuha is around.

HEIZOU is your beloved, cheeky owlboy who just flapped in through the window and never left! he was originally curious as to why so many hybrids stayed here, but he took one good look at you and quickly solved the mystery. you’re sooo cute and naive! a little fighting spirit you’re kindling there, but nothing the real world can immediately stamp down. he has the urge to stay by your side now, captivated by your beliefs and kindness when you know nothing about the sinister feelings of your own beloved hybrids.

some days he just disappears to who knows where, but then you find him in the middle of a crime scene within your home. whenever conflict arises (or someone’s been stealing from the cookie jar), HEIZOU is almost always on the case. it used to be challenging for you to determine which party was lying, but he quickly tears down all their clever-made lies. he puffs out his chest whenever he can feel your sparkling eyes on him as he humiliates the other hybrids with his wits and smarts.

if you haven’t guessed it yet, HEIZOU really, really loves to show off. he doesn’t admit it, but his feathers preen whenever you praise and compliment him. when he’s in his owl form, he makes cute little sounds whenever you’re eating, just to make you acknowledge him. once he does, he opens his beak and blinks at you expectantly. he usually does this when you’re holding fried food. you’re not sure if it actually affects him, but you still try not to give the owl too much fried food.

he doesn’t mean it, really, but the cruel yet nonchalant words just tend to… slip! things like ‘you stupid little thing,’ or ‘you wouldn’t last one moment outside’ may seem casual, but they hurt you in your weak spots. and he’s keenly aware of this, even anticipating with sparkling eyes as your face winces and your mouth hesitates to call him out on his behavior. he just loves, loves, loves seeing someone as stupid as you be in the same room as him and make you feel as insignificant as possible.

sin is rampant in this world, and HEIZOU knows that fact well. sometimes jealousy swells within him when he sees the glittering gold and sparkling food you always have at the ready. maybe it’s why he can be sometimes cruel to you. but this is a teacher teaching their student a lesson! a cute little thing dreaming of a life beyond the walls, not knowing that reality is where hopes get crushed to pieces… it’s enough to make him cry! he tells you it is not safe, and it’s really up to you whether or not you listen.

if enough curiosity fills your head, or your father has summoned you, you’ll have to go outside and live through cruel reality. what do you think of the world now, without your boys to guide you and warn you of all the potential dangers? don’t worry, HEIZOU will always be by your side… though the sparkling tears makes him smile in glee even as he hugs you tight to his chest.

RELATIONSHIPS: heizou sometimes teams up with aether to arrest any rowdy members, but only when he finds the case interesting enough. he likes to play pranks on kazuha, by swooping into the poor rodent with outstretched claws and pretending he’ll gobble him up with his beak. your bullboy guffaws, but the pup barks and yips at the sheepish owl endlessly.

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Hi!!! I was wondering if you’d be willing to write a yan!alhaitham/Kaveh or heizou for a fem!reader? Anything else is up to you! Totally cool if not tho - love the blog!!!

CW: Yandere! Kaveh (though on the subtler side), drunk Kaveh, manipulation, Reader makes poor decisions

PAIRING: Y! Kaveh x Fem! Reader

I really like Kaveh ♡ Sorry this took some time! Supposed to be a drabble but...(Happy Holidays!)

In retrospect, the first time was already a mistake.

It was hardly a sensible decision to make, but given his pitiable state and your bleeding heart, you couldn't just leave him slumped over behind some building in the city. Kaveh had always been friendly with you, sparing you a warm smile and going out of his way to make light conversation when he bumped into you, though the two of you weren't exactly close, and it would be heartless to walk away from him when you had a perfectly good room that he could stay in for the night. It wasn't the best idea you had—most things involving unfamiliar men weren't—but it would be the right thing to do, wouldn't it?

It's exhausting, having to drag an inebriated Kaveh down the streets of Sumeru City, but after a couple of gentle attempts at introducing yourself and making your intentions known, Kaveh seems to sober up a little. He rubs at his eyes and mumbles something incoherent, still stumbling on his feet as he tries to walk, but him being able to support some of his own body weight is enough to make the journey noticeably less strenuous on you and your conscience.

You lose yourself in nervous chatter while guiding him down the stairs and past large gates. You tell him about mundane things regarding your job and stories from your time in the Akademiya, and updates on the project you've been working on; the one he took special care to ask about whenever he saw you. (Kaveh was always so thoughtful, remembering the littlest of details. The kind of person who'd wait for you in the mornings with the snacks that always sold out before you could make it after you had mentioned it to him once. The kind of person you couldn't leave in such a vulnerable state.) In response, Kaveh only hums and yawns, his head bumping into yours and his arm almost sliding off you. He must have had more to drink than you thought.

When you first saw him sitting out on his own, you wondered where his housemate was, and if you should try to contact him. But you figured Alhaitham had a strict routine he abided by and wouldn't like being bothered at such a time, and the two of them may have gotten into a fight; which was far from an uncommon situation. For a minute again you consider taking him to the scribe, but one thought of the indifferent—or perhaps more likely, irritated—look he might shoot you and you stick to getting home as soon as possible.

At your doorstep, you sit Kaveh down beside you with a quiet sigh of relief and search your pockets for your keys. His head lolls sideways against your legs, his unkempt hair brushing against the side of your calves. You'd think it was endearing if not for how awkward the position was. After a few moments of struggling, you push the door open and lean over to lift up the dozing man again. But when your hands go to pull his face away from your legs and lean him against the wall instead, Kaveh slowly blinks and looks at you with a dazed look in his eye.

It dawns on you then that your position—crouched over him with your hands on his cheeks—coupled with where you had taken him, would look extremely suspicious to someone just waking up from a drunken nap.

"It's not what it looks like!" You cry out, immediately letting go of him. His head flops against the wall and you wince.

Kaveh blinks again, unaffected by the sudden movement, and says your name with a slight frown.

"You were passed out outside and I thought you might need a place to stay," you splutter, "I really wasn't going to—to—do anything else!"

Kaveh groans instead, a hand over his eyes, "Can we...talk later?"

"Sure! I'll just help you to the spare room—if that's alright? I'll leave right after, I swear, and—"

He reaches out for your hand with his free one, and you scramble to carefully pull him up. With a little effort on your side, you manage to take him to his bed for the night, ignoring the growing discomfort of having his head buried into the side of your neck at an uncomfortable angle. It wasn't like he was aware of what he was doing, anyway.

You catch a sigh of gratitude when you slowly lower him onto the sheets and tug off his shoes, and it's enough to make you feel like bringing him here was ultimately the right thing to do, even if a little out of the ordinary.

The next morning, Kaveh apologises to you profusely over breakfast.

“I can’t believe you brought me all the way here. I’m really embarrassed—I’m usually not so careless when I go out,” Kaveh only pauses his rambling when you fill his plate again, sending you yet another bashful look before continuing to eat.

“I’m sure anyone would have tried to help if they were in my position."

“Thank you, really. I’m…glad someone cared that much.”

You take in his slumped shoulders and the relief in his eyes. His mouth is drawn into a straight line and you find yourself making an offer without thinking.

“Kaveh," you begin, "if you ever need someone to talk to, you could always come here. I’ll be happy to have you.”

His eyes widen, "I don't want to trouble you again."

"It's alright," foolishly, you don't let yourself think over it for a moment longer, "I don't mind helping out when I can."

You know it's mostly out of pity, far from a sincere offer, and clearly not a rational one. But Kaveh is nice, you reason with yourself, he's polite enough to never take you up on it. And even if he did, he'd be considerate enough to not stay too long. You were certain that you knew all there was to know about Kaveh from the cordial smiles and the tranquil mornings. Certain that you would not regret the offer.

You start seeing Kaveh more, after what feels like an abrupt shift—far more than you ever had in your years of staying here. At every opportunity, he would make sure to ask you about your day (listening, you note, with unnecessary eagerness and an onslaught of questions you pretended not to have time for), and offer to have a meal with you. Each time, you find another reason to decline him. You even struggle to find a polite reply to his increasingly intimate compliments; from commenting on your outfits, the clips in your hair, and the color of your eyeshadow to your smile and the sound of your laugh. You thank him, your voice hollow, while desperately wondering when he'd run out of things to say.

It's not that you don't like Kaveh; it was only that his newfound interest in you was starting to be distressing.

But it wasn't enough reason for you to be suspicious.

He shows up, a week or so later, a little less drunk but far more talkative, and your evening is spent learning all about the fight he had with Alhaitham. You don't tell him that you agree with his housemate (if only out of courtesy), but you can't hide your shock when he casually mentions his bankruptcy.

"It's not that bad," he rushes to assure you, "I'm working towards fixing things. It'll still be a while before I can move out, but things could be worse."

You accept his explanation, realizing that there was no point in admitting that you were now certain that Alhaitham was right to chide him about his spending habits. Instead, you offer to let him stay for the night to cool down before going back. He beams at you and thanks you profusely, and you decide against commenting on the overnight bag he brought with him.

You wake up the day after to find Kaveh preparing breakfast in your kitchen.

"It's the least I can do for you," he says, carefully bringing over two plates to the table. He blushes when you thank him, and when he places your mug next, you're surprised to find that he's made you your usual drink. You pretend it doesn't bother you that he already knows how much sugar and milk you prefer to have and match his smile with a weak one.

Questions can wait until after breakfast, you think. Or after he's out of your house. But while you're halfway done with your meal, Kaveh hasn't even had a bite of his. His eyes are glued to your face with an expectant look in them.

"...It's very good." you swallow what feels like sand and rubber in your mouth, "thank you."

Kaveh grins before finally starting to eat. Was it his eagerness to please that made it difficult for him to hold on to money, too?

He takes your plate before you can stand up and goes to wash them, ignoring your protests. You've never felt more like a guest in your own home, but Kaveh's humming under his breath while scrubbing at your plate, still donning your apron.

"It's the least I can do for you," he parrots.

He eventually leaves, dragging his feet out sometime before midday with a somber look back at you. You only hope your smile doesn't betray your relief as you wave him off, anticipating lounging around without another lingering presence.

Some mornings Kaveh walks with you, arm pressed too close to yours and eyes on you. He picks up on every flicker of interest, offers to buy you the small trinkets that you pause to run your fingers over, and folds into himself every time you turn him down. It's only pity that forces you to swallow down any signs of discomfort when he reaches out for your fingers moments later, but Kaveh is oblivious to it all. He brightens up and tells you instead about the details of his latest projects. You hum, hoping your stiff fingers send the message for you. It goes unheeded; Kaveh is observant, but only when he wants to be. He's good at ignoring signs, too, when they upset him.

When he has to leave for a long trip into the desert, he frowns and drags his feet throughout the entirety of the morning. He looks at you, catches the concern in your face, and immediately springs upon you an invitation.

"It'll just be us two for a whole month," he says, as though you should find the prospect enticing, "and you've never been, have you? You'd love it there."

The sweetness of his voice candies the nightmarish reality of such a trip. Honestly, you might have entertained the plan if he wasn't always giving you strange looks and standing too close. A whole month, alone in an unfamiliar place with Kaveh? Your fingers curl into themselves as you shake your head. You mechanically recite an excuse from the top of your mind, meshing together mentions of work and obligations. Kaveh tries again, to lure you in with promises of adventure and excitement, but you take a moment to think of spending hours cramped with him and sharing meals only with him, and your refusal is stauncher this time.

The distance and time spent so far apart, you hope, would make him realize how uncomfortable his constant proximity was.

A week into Kaveh's absence, you find that you've never felt so excited to step out in the mornings. The days feel lighter, the mandatory trips out less daunting, and talking to people comes with an ease you've missed. A letter—the first of many—arrives and lays unopened on your desk.

You've fallen back into your usual (pre-Kaveh) routine by the start of the second week, and everyone around picks up on and fusses over your brighter demeanor. Despite this, you still have to bite back the frustration at the lingering mentions of your friend Kaveh and his whereabouts.

Nearing the end of the third week, you meet someone you've only ever been able to catch a glimpse of from afar on your way back home. Alhaitham regards you with a glint of curiosity and his mouth set in a straight line. He's more captivating up close, you realize—something you hadn't thought was possible—almost like a doll with the unusual color of his eyes and his impassive expression.

"Kaveh mentions you a lot," he says, in lieu of a greeting, "but I suppose that should come of no surprise to you."

"He talks about you, too."

He raises an eyebrow, sleek and fluid, "I don't expect that he would find me as pretty or as charming as he makes you out to be."

Your smile falters, "I don't think—"

"I received a letter from him the other day, and he asked me to check up on you. I think you would know why that may be."

"I haven't had the time to respond to him," you attempt to explain, "it's not on purpose."

"It doesn't matter to me," Alhaitham replies, "and I won't be writing back to him either. I only thought you'd want to know of this," then, after a brief pause, "You're too kind to him."

His parting words, coupled with a polite smile, sound almost like a warning to you. As he seamlessly falls back into his usual route, you wonder if it would have been the right choice, after all, to simply send Kaveh back to his housemate that night. At least, you're certain the unhappy looks would have been far more welcome than this puzzling conversation.

And maybe you are too kind to him. Too tolerant of his many unannounced visits, too sympathetic to his drunken admissions. Too careful of his feelings and too accommodating of his proximity despite how it troubles you. Maybe you should tell him to go home the next time he shows up, bottles of wine in hand. Put your foot down, and make it clear that you'd like to be alone.

Maybe you will try.

Kaveh stands, shifting on his feet by your door a few days later; earlier than you had expected him. As you approach the door from behind him, you entertain the notion of running away, but he turns around almost immediately, as though sensing your presence.

He's flushed, wringing his hands together, "it's been some time, hasn't it?"

He smiles at you and it's deceivingly warm. Your own smile is plastered on.

"I hope your trip went well."

He shrugs, then hesitates for a moment, "I missed you. Did you get my letters?"

You nod. Kaveh's smile grows tight.

"I didn't get anything back, so I figured..."

You stare at the bag beside him, "there was nothing for me to say. Nothing new to tell you about."

Kaveh follows your gaze and goes to pick it up, "for you," he says, and your stomach drops.

"I thought we could have dinner together."

"I already had my dinner," you tell him, gentler than you had hoped to sound; as though coaxing a distressed animal, "I'm heading to bed now. You should go back too, Kaveh. You must be tired."

"I don't mind. I can even spend the night here."

No, you think.

"I don't know," you say instead, "I'm really tired."

He steps forward, "just for a while? I really missed you."

At your lack of a reaction, Kaveh tries again, with yet another step forward, "I don't really want to go back yet. Alhaitham...wasn't happy with me taking up this job. I wanted some time before—"

He cuts himself off and sighs.

"But you're right, I should be on my way." He sends one last glance to the paper bag leaning by the wall and then a sorrowful look at you, before going to leave. You're reminded of his efforts; of the money he shouldn't waste on you and the letters he carefully wrote out. The sky, cloudy and restless, was starting to grow dark.

One night shouldn't hurt too much. You could talk to him in the morning, when the both of you are well rested, and you're certain he'd understand then. Certain that he wouldn't see through you and shut you down before you could even start.

You never learn from your mistakes, do you?

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yuugen-benni · 1 year

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What did they feel when they realized they were intensely in love with you? (ft. Anemo, Pyro)

Requests open!

ANEMO VISION

Relief

They were looking right at you, thoughtful, imaginative, quiet…

There is an incessant gale kissing your face and your hair, beating the windmills and sails, bringing the music of the harps, the howling of the trees

Where does it come from? from the hurricane...

From the hurricane coming from their minds.

As calm as they are, their love is like the wind, strong and sweeping, that takes them in only one direction that they now finally know: You

Xiao, Kazuha, Jean, Andarilho, Shikanoin Heizou, Venti

PYRO VISION

Confusion

It is apparent their embarrassment when reflecting on the feeling.

Love for them is like a bonfire with strong and fast flames that spread in an averted eye.

They try little by little to erase it but more and more you throw more firewood without even noticing!

It was so stressful! So...''Take the consequences of this fire and… love me too, please.''

Dehya, Diluc, Thoma, Yoimiya, Hu Tao, Yanfei, Bennet, Amber, XiangLing, Xin Yan

this was just a draft i decided to post so i don't know...

If you liked it, know that reblogs are appreciated!

#sorry for my bad english #Benni #genshin impact #genshin x reader #xiao x reader #kazuha x reader #jean x reader #wanderer x reader #heizou x reader #venti x reader #dehya x reader #diluc x reader #xinyan x reader #xiangling x reader #yanfei x reader #hu tao x you #bennet x reader #amber x reader #thoma x reader

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silvery-orchid · 2 years

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YAN! GENSHIN MEN READING YOUR DIARY(includes: childe, heizou, dottore and capitano.)

childe.

he likes to think of this as something of a habit. back when you were friends and you dozed off so securely and safely in front of his very eyes; in your own room might he add - childe admits that he loved to pick up your diary and skim through it. he hadn't been home for a while so how much did you miss him? oh, his name is mentioned here a lot! that made him very happy. but.. who is this 'charming, educated and handsome' man that you've met now? and when did his name start to show up far more than his? this very 'habit' and revelation was what compelled him to finally show you just how deep his twisted love was. the cutest thing? he still reads your diary and you have no idea. you sleep less peacefully when he is next to you now but he still gets to continue on with it. you never realize it because he spaces it out. three months after you mention a specific snack is when he will bring it; he rewards you later on with the things you forget you ever wrote in there. oh, but childe doesn't. never has and never will forget. now, his name is the only one that shows up among the pages. isn't that wonderful? whoever the 'charming, educated and handsome' man was - he meant nothing.

heizou.

oh, heizou reads your diary without you knowing but his feeling towards it are not appreciation or something good - he reads your diary in complete mockery. don't get it wrong, he loves you - adores you even above anything else imaginable but - the detective in him laughs at you. really, just what do you mean 'i feel that something is off' and nothing else? he was in your room and he watched you sleep, how didn't you notice? oh, you did not even document the missing spoon, or lipstick, or underwear. seriously, just how incompetent must you be he asks, with all the love in the world of course. heizou wants you to be more perceptive and less gullible - and reading your diary gives him enough ideas on how to make you so. after all, you are not just anyone. he wants to chase you but he doesn't want it to be oh so boring.

dottore.

dottore reads your diary as if it was the most boring newspaper ever brought to him. and it makes you mad. but no matter how many times you explain that this is the only privacy you thought you had; or, that he is better off not reading it since all those lines contain are pure hatred for him - he never stops. no privacy and no regard. you hate that it doesn't wound him. it seems to hurt you more in fact. because even if you write about the sweet dream where his whole body got melted with poison chemicals; dottore doesn't even bat an eye. instead, he reads it with sighs; he reads it while rolling his eyes. and then he sits it down in your lap and tsks. what? he looks disappointed.

'how many times do i have to tell you? all of these plans you have for 'killing me' as you so sweetly put it - lack innovation. worst of all; they're not even feasible! i've left behind my worthless diary logs in sumeru and all over the world; and even they are better than this thing you claim to value so much.'

how dare he make you feel like your only escape is a homework assignment brought in front of a professor that is unable to be pleased? yet, it is all you have. and perhaps one day - one of those plans works.

capitano.

capitano likes to make you believe that he is nonchalant to these words. when in reality, he reads every single sentence twice and makes sure his eyes do not skip even a single article placement. really, knowing your lover is as important as knowing your enemy. even more; so no detail shall escape him. you live in this delusion that the only time capitano reads your diary is when he is punishing you. because he makes it seem that way. only when you really mess up, do you think that he will stand in front of you and read it while you sob. he is so mean about it to. endlessly commenting and asking you questions. but, he likes that you believe in a lie. ever since the first time he saw what you wrote about him after he kidnapped you - he knew he couldn't put it down. you were guessing what he looked like under his mask, if he was even human. alas, his excitement didn't last long because suddenly you were mentioning how 'nice' the guard was in front of your door. through your diary, he found out the guard disobeyed his orders; he found out that your heart was leaping at the lavender flowers he gave you. immediately, he dealt with it as any rational man would; by burning down any lavender around his manor and by dealing with his 'rival in love' with a quick duel. your diary is an endless extension of you. so when he sees that your was twisting and you were imagining even worse scenarios of how the guard died - he felt pleasure. your fondness for lavender remained persisted; and he found the best way to deal with it. capitano was patient enough, but he didn't have an endless supply of it. so, for your one year anniversary as he called it - he decided to take off his helmet and present you with some lavender. before he... conquered your body and soul. he cannot wait to see your new impressions about him and if you still had an attachment to those silly weeds.

a/n: what is this you ask? just a silly idea thats been in my mind for a long time. why? i,,do not know. but this is part one hehe

#yandere genshin x reader #genshin x reader #yandere genshin impact #yandere childe #yandere dottore #yandere capitano #yandere heizou #childe x reader #heizou x reader #capitano x reader #dottore x reader #part one

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shikanonny · 1 year

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— FILIPINO HIGHSCHOOL SWEETHEARTS?! ♡

pairs: albedo, childe, heizou x reader (separate) notes: very cliche, taglish, fem!reader for heizou but i tried to make it so the others don't have a gender, can be seen as them being in junior high school or senior high school, not proofread, pure fluff ps. this is my first post, also i'm planning to make a pt. 2 of this so drop character suggestions!

# albedo as your matalinong seatmate na pogi

· yung nakaglasses na matalino na kaklase niyo na anak ng teacher tapos sobrang pogi omg andami nagkakacrush diyan pero walang lumalapit kasi study first daw siya · pero makapal mukha mo kaya nilapitan mo HHABAHSBSHSHS JOKE LANG nagkatabi lang kayo by chance nung inarrange na yung seats · medyo awkward nung first aray, nagkakausap lang kayo tuwing magpapalitan ng papel or tuwing may hindi siya makita sa board ganon · tapos ayon, nagevolve yung talks niyo about sa mga notes na di niya makita sa board to talking during discussions about sa topic, nagtutulungan na kayo · TAPOS OMG kalaunan nagtatanong siya sayo ng mga questions about sa topic kahit alam niya na para lang makausap ka · at first it was just curiousity, and then it turned into an interest to you tapos ayan na, wala na, hinang hina na siya HAHAHAHHAHA · and then kasi ang smooth smooth niya makakasingit siya ng mga tanong tungkol sayo like "what are your favourite hobbies? do you watch this series? what about games?" GANON omg kinikilig ako teka · tapos gagamitin niya yung mga in-common niyo as conversation starters after that, if wala naman kayo in-common SIYA NA MAGAADJUST · like may minention ka sa kanyang series na nagustuhan mo tapos over the weekend papanoorin niya yun para sayo para sa monday makausap ka niya about dun and then AHSJNEBSN KINIKILIG AKO

# childe as your friend that secretly likes you

· pure chance lang na nakapartner mo siya para sa cotillion nung grade 9, pero gago andaming nainggit sayo dahil dun 😭 sino ba naman hindi kasi, si childe na yan oh · hindi mo alam kung papaano mo siya i-aapproach at first kasi di mo naman siya gaano kilala kasi di kayo classmates · pero thankfully, siya na nagapproach sayo nung first day ng practice · ang daldal nito promise, ilang beses na siya napagalitan during practice kasi mas malakas pa boses niya sa choreographer HAHAHAJAB kung di siya magaling sumayaw siguro na kick-out na siya · LIKE?? ANG BILIS NIYA TALAGA NAPICK UP YUNG DANCE TAPOS SOBRANG ELEGANT NIYA PA SUMAYAW??? tapos ikaw andiyan lang. naapakan paa ni childe every step · pero okay lang naman daw !! tinatawanan ka nalang niya in a light-hearted way syempre · omg pero siya din nagguguide sayo tuwing sumasayaw kayo para madalian ka ng onti, AND HE DOES IT IN A WAY NA NAPAKAGENTLEMAN NIYA · LIKE lagi niyang tinatanong if comfortable ka ba na hinahawakan ka niya sa waist mo ganon and if okay lang ba yung pagguide niya sayo ): inaassure ka din niya na okay lang na tapakan mo paa niya kasi magaan ka lang naman daw · anyways ang galing niyo nung day na ng prom!! GWAPO NIYA SOBRA SIGURO NUNG PROM pero hindi mo na notice may pagtingin din siya sayo nung nagenter ka sa venue!! · after nung prom nagstay kayo as friends, and then during summer nagusap pa kayo ng mas madami over chat and mas naging close pa kayo · and then after summer nung next year na dun na kayo naging magkaclassmates kayo omg!! so now inseparable na talaga kayo, kung hindi kayo magkatabi pinapaalis niya yung katabi mo para lang magkatabi kayo · dinadaldal ka naman niya during discussions kaya pinapalipat din siya ulit 😭 · siya din yung friend mo na magpapatawa sayo if nagprepresent ka sa harap, papansin gago · pero papansin talaga siya promise omg, sayo nga lang siya nagpapapansin HAHABAHBSBEJW · like he'll do anything just to get your attention, recess na? sasama ka sa friends mo sa ibang section para kumain? wag na, sama ka nalang daw sa kanya libre ka pa daw niya · medyo seloso kahit hindi naman kayo HAHHAAHBSHEJ may kausap ka na ibang lalaki? aakbayan ka niyan tapos sasabihin niya lang sayo na nagseselos siya LIKE?? GAGO · pero ang lakas din nito magparinig sa socmed siguro, syempre lahat yung pagparinig niya about sayo pero ang manhid mo daw HAHAHAHHAH

# heizou as your admirer that's a year younger

· ang kapal ng mukha nito promise siya yung unang nagapproach sayo tapos yung unang message niya sayo PICK UP LINE 😭 mapapa-"????" ka nalang talaga · sarap hambalusin sa pader 'di mo alam kung may gusto ba talaga sa yo 'to or wala lang magawa sa buhay, napakapilosopo kasi pagkinakausap, pero in fairness at least funny siya HAHAHAHHA · tawag niya sa 'yo "ate" kaya dapat tawag mo din daw dapat sa kanya "baby" (tangina ano connect?? diba sarap hambalusin) · nagoffer siya sayo one time na tutulungan ka daw niya sa math assignment mo, eh gago isang year nga agwat niyo sa school · tapos mga 2 days after that nagoffer ulit siya na tutulungan ka daw niya, alam niya na daw ngayon, so ayon nagpatulong ka na tapos omg ayun nga alam niya na nga, tapos nung tinanong mo kung san siya natuto non sabi niya binulabog niya lang daw ate niya hanggang sa tinuruan siya HAHAHAHAHA at least nageffort siya na tulungan ka diba? · nagsesend siya ng mga selfies niya as conversation starters, nagpaparate sayo tapos nagagalit kapag under 8 yung binibigay mo · pero pag ikaw yan nagsesend ng selfies lagi niya nirrate ng 1 kahit hindi ka naman nagtatanong HAHAHAHHA pero okay lang sinisave niya bawat selfie mo kasi tapos sesend niya yan randomly sayo while calling you pretty · anyways ang smooth din nito omg, very flirty lalo na kapag nagkakasalubong kayo sa hallway, siya yung tipong magtuturo nalang bigla sa sahig and then magsasabi ng "HALA NAHULOG! ako sa 'yo hehe" SARAP SABUNUTAN · daming sinasabi kapag nakita ka niyang may kasamang iba "ate sino kasama mo? pwede mo bang sabihin sa kanya na mukha siyang itlog hehe" "did you know ate, bukod sa ayaw kong bumagsak ayaw din kita ngumingiti sa iba?" "what if pumunta ako diyan tapos ako nalang po kinausap niyo imbis na siya? promise mas funny po ako kesa sa kaniya" "ate iiyak na talaga ako 😭" · pero ang cute talaga nito, hirap hindi i-tease dahil dun

#— written #genshin x you #genshin impact x reader #genshin impact scenarios #albedo x reader #genshin smau #childe x reader #heizou x reader #genshin filipino au #filo au #filipino au #genshin headcanons #genshin imagines #genshin fluff

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throwaway-yandere · 2 years

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"Careful, He Bites." (Yandere!Kamisato Ayato/Reader)

A/n: Here ya go @busy-dadzawa-fish! I mean, this fic is technically a cat!ayato but, e h e. I hesitated on posting this tbh. Soldier, Poet, King seemed so light-hearted and nearly wholesome (especially Childe's POV), so I wanted to write a yandere story that had more of the Yan elements and not the Dere. (I also added a few details to make everyone miserable cause I need the s p i c e.) If you want a fluffy cat story please send another request! I'd be happy to do it! I promised I won't write some messed-up stuff lmao (I swear I'm not sadistic).

Unreliable synopsis: Cat ayato. But heavily based on nekomata myths and I've taken some major liberties after reading yokai.com over and over again--.

Cw: Yandere! Ayato. Signs of abuse. (Technically) Cannibalism. Japanese folklore in a modern setting. I doubt my writing is graphic and disturbing enough but if you find these topics sensitive please don't read the fic. Your mental health matters more, you matter more than some fic, kay? Please reach out if you are a victim of abuse.

Extra:

Itto's Side Story (happens before this fic)

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It's raining, and it's cold tonight.

The white cat's ears drooped. It wasn't fond of the rain. The rain often smeared the paws of its feet like spilled cyan ink. It didn't like how the mud sticks to its fur. The sound of raindrops wasn't all that pleasant for its ears either, especially when the place made it sound too loud for comfort.

Traveler...

The cat spoke in purrs. Not long ago, it broke free of its cage to pursue its beloved human. The human traveled a lot, but she was unable to take the cat with her. Unlike her, the cat cannot escape from its stifling responsibilities. It may provide the best services a domesticated cat could offer, but its heart ached for more. "A day in the life of a traveler" interested the cat, who wanted to know what it meant. The cat wished to know what "a day in the life of a traveler" meant. Her spirit was as free as the petals that travel into the wind, and the cat wanted to be blown away towards the path she threaded.

However, as expected, it only led the cat to an uncomfortable position. There is no shelter to be had in these half-abandoned urban streets. Barely any establishments considered adding covers above their sidewalks, instead, the only shade it could crawl under would be underneath the air conditioners.

It whined quietly.

The only place which had a roof was the flower shop.

And it's the one place where it was told not to go to.

The "Sakura Bloom Flower Shop" stands out in its vibrant green and pink paint in contrast to the shallow and dilapidated stores around it. Not only does it outperform the competition in terms of appeal, but the floral scent also drowned out the smell of damp cement and trampled dirt. These two sensory factors were more persuasive than a sign or an advertisement, and the cat longed to enter. Depending on one's mood, this proud store amongst the rundown town could either bring hope or annoyance.

It heard a chime and looked up to see someone smiling.

... The cat seems to know you.

"Pssst, pssst. Come inside, little one." You called out with the door open. Raindrops began to move in splotches towards the store's entrance. You continued speaking under the assumption that it could understand you. "It's cold outside, is it not? Come, take shelter from the rain for the time being. Inside is warm, and I would not offer this if it were otherwise colder."

The feline arched its head. Your accent was quite a surprise to hear, especially in this area, and you pronounce words distinctly familiar to the Kansai dialect. Perhaps you were a village human who moved into the city-- judging how you managed the flower shop, it's easy to assume you worked the land as well.

... It wouldn't hurt to enter, right?

The cat reluctantly stepped inside.

You were an honest human. Your store was as warm as you made it out to be. It looked around and noticed a red beckoning cat figurine sitting on your counter instead of the usual gold one. Why would you bring a red maneki-neko to a store when gold figurines are typically considered charms for prosperous business?

"H-Here."

You gently placed a towel beside the cat. It stared, wondering why you wouldn't help the animal dry off and only observed it from afar.

Even so, it appreciates your generosity. When it was smaller, humans refused to offer assistance to the cat since they believed white-furred cats harnessed the moon's spiritual energy for malicious intent. Humans are foolish most times, and perhaps it's biased to say you're not as bad--

The cat sneezed.

It was ashamed. Just right after you let it inside your cozy place, its body immediately did something involuntarily humiliating. It hoped that you wouldn't mind.

Instead, you covered your nose, mildly petrified.

The cat shrank back.

Oh no. Please don't kick it out.

Did it just mess everything up?

It closed its eyes before you pulled something out of your bag.

The store bell rang once more.

"There you are, Himegimi."

A light-haired man entered the establishment. He shook and cast his soaked umbrella aside. You immediately recognized him upon first glance and gave him a shy wave, which he vaguely reciprocated. His eyes preyed on the cat that eased itself into the corner.

His smile did not reach his eyes.

"I've been looking everywhere for you, and this is where you chose to stay? After I told you to stay put?"

"G-Good evening, Ayato." You sniffed.

Like a mother dragging her kittens along, Kamisato Ayato scooped up the cat by the nape of its neck. You raised an eyebrow. You may be allergic, but you spent enough of your free time watching cat videos to know that that probably isn't the safest way to pick up a feline.

The cat went limp.

There is an array of things you didn't know about the "man" and his "pet" before you, and Ayato would most prefer for that to remain unchanged. He adores your naivety, and he will use it to his full advantage.

Nothing good will occur if you noticed the two anomalies behind his back. What you don't know can't hurt you.

"Allow me to extend my sincerest apologies, (Y/n)." His hand was elevated higher, and his eyes peered deeply into the cat's conscience. The cat dodged Ayato's cold glare as its small paws quivered a little.

The cat observed that you were carrying some tablets and tissue sheets after being raised higher. The cat was a little relieved because it had assumed you were bringing out a spray to scare it away before. Its anxieties didn't make sense. No kind human would shun a cat for sneezing.

"I didn't know my cat entered your establishment."

"T-This is your cat? A-Ah don't worry about it, Ayato." You laughed while dabbing a tissue on your runny nose. "The c-cah-cat isn't shedding, a-anyways. Your cat is well behaved, it's most definitely alright."

"Oh no, I'll be sure she'll be on her best behavior from now on."

The small cat's eyes widened as it peered up at what was above your counter. A kagura bell wand was neatly tucked inside a wooden box. Based on how it was carelessly positioned on a table, you probably did not know about the catalyst's importance. You weren't aware it was a catalyst in the first place.

Ayato hadn't noticed the bell yet and cooed. "This is no good. You're already having an allergic reaction."

You smiled softly back at the cat as if its presence was no danger to your wellbeing.

You're allergic to cats? And you still let it inside?

Ayato pinched his nose and sighed. Someday, your indiscriminate kindness might kill you. "Seriously, (Y/N), I appreciate what you've done for this Himegimi but you ought to stop taking care of whatever poor animal you see. You didn't exactly win the genetic, err, bingo."

The cat, 'Himegimi', opened her mouth. Oh. That must be the reason why you had a red beckoning cat figurine instead. Prayers for good health matter more than gold.

"I took some antihistamines before I let it in, worry not." You folded the napkin nicely and threw it in the nearby trash can. Nobody commented on the large number of tissues hidden beneath the empty potato chip bag.

"In fact, I... feel rather drowsy at the moment because of it. Her name is Himegimi, right? Sorry, I must've mistaken that your cat was a boy. You spoke of it like it was handsome and elegant. I've forgotten that those words can complement a little princess."

Ayato smiled and his cheeks flared up.

Handsome and Elegant.

"I have two cats... 'Yashiro' is my other cat. Is he not handsome?"

You chuckled and joked. "I cannot say. I've never met him."

Well, he's standing right in front of you.

"–I was not remotely aware you own two pets. You only ever talk about Yashi so quite the favoritism you have here. No wonder she ran away from home. Had my clan not been burdened with this illness I would've taken her in." You continued half-jokingly while averting your eyes. For someone who owns not one but two cats, you questioned how great of an owner Ayato is when he grabbed Himegimi by the nape moments ago.

Especially when Himegimi entered the store, limping.

He brought the cat closer to his face. Ayato nearly forgot "Himegimi" is hanging by his fingers.

Ayato deadpanned. "I'm actually a dog person."

"Sure. Cause you definitely smell like a dog person." You laughed again. Ayato grinned. He could never get enough of hearing that.

Ayato suddenly frowned.

"But truly, (Y/n), I'm worried at how easily you animals and people things in. You know what happened to Kokomi."

"I'll be fine."

"You don't know that--"

"As I said," you rubbed the back of his unoccupied palm. "I'll be fine. You worry too much, Ayato."

It's a shame that these affectionate gestures are an expensive luxury. Every time you and Ayato shared a room you are required to take an allergy shot to ease some rashes since he's a self-proclaimed cat lover and he can't remove fur from his clothes no matter how hard he washes them. It's almost like he produces cat allergens himself. You teased about it before but he only gazed at you with glossy eyes.

Ayato's breath hitched. Your hands. He never would've imagined it would be this warm. His face was heavy and overwhelmed, it was on the verge of melting away at any second. Your touch was incredibly delicate.

He wants to scratch and rip it to pieces–

Your gentle voice snapped him out of his trance. "If anything, I'm a bit embarrassed I cannot offer you anything for dinner. What I cooked tonight isn't the most palatable..."

Ayato hurriedly gulped and hoped that you haven't noticed that his human palms were sweating. He wished you wouldn't see past his platonic concern and notice his attraction towards you.

He looked up, tense. "Your signature too-salty ramen?"

You nodded bitterly.

Ayato slightly shrugged while he abruptly pulled his hand away. "I hate to brag but I'm a worse cook than you are."

The cat tilted her chin up and stared blankly at him. If he knew about his skills then he should stop forcing her and Thoma to play hotpot.

"You sounded just like Itto." You shook your head.

The cat blinked.

Itto?

You sighed. "I suppose I'll act like Sara and insist that we should strive to be better at cooking instead."

"I doubt Ei and Miko were pleased to hear her lectures. Act like her and I'll be the same as them. You're better off being yourself. I like you for who you are." Ayato answered the last part earnestly, making you flustered over his shift in tone.

The cat's interest peaked. You naturally encountered a hinnagami, a kitsune, a tengu, and an oni? At this rate, you're most likely an onmyouji or at least someone who has the potential to become one. Onmyoujis can conjure divinations, therefore their fates are intertwined with the supernatural. No ordinary human would encounter yokai as though it's an everyday occurrence. Do you own a kagura bell wand for that reason?

Ayato noticed the cat staring at the table and their train of thought became one and the same. He grimaced.

"Why do you have that?"

Given that it is allegedly unusual for a florist to obtain a wand, the more reasonable queries would have been "where" or "how" did you get that, but Ayato panicked. Fortunately, you didn't seem to mind his somewhat insensitive question.

"Ah, this?" You unceremoniously picked up the bell. The bells chimed a melancholic tone as you shook them lightly.

The two flinched at the sound. The cat squeaked in pain before Ayato covered its mouth.

"Yae gave it to me. She said it would help me dispel wraiths and unwanted yokai. I don't know where she gets such unfounded ideas, but I suppose her eccentric nature is part of her charm."

His elegant demeanor shattered. Ayato's hand slammed down the table while his knees bent back.

"T-That damn fox...!" Ayato's husky and frail voice spat at the bell in your hand.

Whoever gave that to you knows what they were doing. No ordinary human can use the bell as a catalyst. What on earth is that shrine maiden trying to accomplish?! He had suspicions that you're an onmyouji diviner and this confirmed it.

The best and worst part is that you still haven't noticed it yet.

You hummed. "Sorry, did you say something?"

"P-Put that down first."

You flinched and did as commanded. "A-are you alright, Ayato? You sound ill."

Ayato whimpered and bit down his lip. Just hearing the bell drained him a month's worth of energy. Ayato needs to be fed. He paused and pondered over how he should react until he felt the cat yanking his shoulder.

Right, the "cats".

He grabbed the cat once more and gently patted her head.

"I-I'm sorry, (Y/n). I have to go. I forgot the cats haven't eaten dinner yet."

You pouted. "You look under the weather, my friend. Why don't you stay here a little wh--"

"I'm hungry."

He gritted his teeth and offered another cheap smile. It hurts for him to say it, but he needs to decline your offer.

"I'm very hungry."

Your will to look after him deterred. Your too-salty ramen isn't the best way to sate his and his cats' hunger, albeit it would probably give them health complications. Unbeknownst to you, that isn't what Ayato was worried about. You chuckled nervously.

"Understood." You opened the door and helped him carry his umbrella.

"Enjoy your dinner!"

Ayato grinned. "Y-You too!"

You're so sweet. You didn't need to say it. He will. And he's growing impatient.

Especially when the cat dragged in quite a generously sizeable meal.

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It's raining outside.

Shikanoin Heizou hated the rain.

Everything that happened in his life that was incredibly unlucky did so while it rained. When he said goodbye to his business partner Sango, it started to rain. When his companion admitted to being a phony, it started to rain.

And as his main suspect bashed him in the head from behind, it started to rain.

But it didn't rain when he first woke up inside a cramped cage. Perhaps the blow was harder than he thought because Heizou mistook the sounds he heard for drizzles. Reality was far crueler, however.

What woke him up was the echoing blood that dropped from hanged dissevered limbs.

Uncharacteristically, aspiring Detective Heizou did not jump for clues, instead, his attention was locked on the petrified girl beside him. He nearly failed to identify her.

So much had been deprived. Her commercial mermaid appearance aged to reflect a traditional deep sea siren, with gills and scales ripped apart. There was no vitality left in Sangonomiya Kokomi. His mind was plagued by the sight of her emaciated cheeks and fish-like eyes. Now, she looked like the shell of her former self.

Kokomi was trapped in this eerie basement before Heizou arrived. She was exceedingly popular, especially among varsity men who applaud her sports tactics. Her connections don't matter anymore. Nobody will come. The sharp, burning sensation where her leg used to be is a painful reminder of that. Only false hope and confidence held her bones together.

At least when Heizou gazed away, the strong fragrance of wisteria drowned her amputated leg's foul odor. Your flowers smelled better than oxygenated blood. Heizou is unsure of whether he should consider that luck. He won't focus his senses with more forebodings of death. When Heizou saw a blue eyeball roll to the other side of the room after the corpse failed to keep it intact, he knew Kokomi didn't come without a friend.

It doesn't take a genius to piece out that the half-eaten limbs dripping down the table were Gorou's. He simply didn't dare to ask about the victim and culprit. And even if he did, he doubt Kokomi would give him an answer the great detective didn't already know.

They both sat motionless. They had no idea that their final moments would be spent together confined in a small dog cage. Gingerly, his stick fingers ran through her scalp while she rested on his shoulder. Kokomi's blood trickled down his pants, but he pretended not to feel it. The dying girl felt relief under his tender touch. They had no sense of time, yet they still awaited this hard day's end. And Kokomi, hoarse and frail as her voice already is, spoke of the future brightly.

"This is not so bad..." Kokomi leaned her weight more on Heizou's arm. Her breathing is slow and far from deep, and her forceful grip on Heizou's arm grazed like a feather's. "Take heart... With (Y/n)'s flowers... We'll have a peaceful..." It pained for her to speak, so Heizou didn't let her finish.

Even in such a moment of despair, Kokomi still thought of her best friend with great endearment.

You have great friends.

You had great friends.

Bile rose to his throat. He lacked the courage to counter that his intuition screamed otherwise. Heizou, a criminal justice student, hoped he could strangle her to give her the sweet release of death. But to his anguish and relief, there was no need to taint his hands, and blood loss caught up to her like a broken hourglass.

Miss Sangonomiya Kokomi was gone. The future she predicted never came. And surely, her family would grieve for their daughter and her varsity team will miss their manager.

".... Man alive." He uttered his catchphrase. It was painfully ironic.

Heizou cradled her corpse for hours, denying the facts for his sanity. She was cold and damp. The stains in his pants reached oxidation until she also stopped bleeding out. The cage had never felt smaller and claustrophobic.

He waited for something to kill him. He waited for his turn.

And then he heard screaming from upstairs.

"I don't have to explain every little thing, Ayaka! You're old enough to know that you should just listen-- If you would JUST listen!"

Heizou chuckled lifelessly. The voice belonged to Kamisato Ayato. Who else would it be?

It's regrettable that Heizou stepped right into his trap rather than catching his suspect. Heizou had suspicions about the individual because he had no presence in public records or social media, yet Kamisato Ayato appeared right at home within the campus' crowd. Heizou's intuition never lied.

But he didn't expect that his target was a yokai.

Heizou had a gut feeling, yet he willfully ignored it. The urge to devour human meat does not come naturally from sane people, but the same cannot be said for the supernatural. He initially thought you were responsible for the disappearances. The majority of the victims, including Gorou and Kokomi, who went missing were from your friend circle. But you were allergic to cats, Heizou saw your reactions first hand, and the pieces of evidence were usually embedded with--

The door to the basement opened.

Ayato emerged from the shadows and dropped a white-haired cat without consideration. His volume was lower as he spoke. "Fine. If I must spell everything out for you, I will."

Cat hair.

Heizou curiously watched the cat-- the bakeneko-- shudder in fear as her brother untactfully dragged something heavy across the floor. Ayato didn't seem to notice that Heizou was awake or that Kokomi had died. He didn't even care about the half-eaten Gorou sloppily decaying on his table. His human fingers were far more occupied wrapping around another deceased woman's high ponytail.

The victim had blue-gray eyes underneath her light blue bangs. Heizou had never seen that woman on campus or in the basement before. The woman appeared to be younger than them-- likely a senior high school girl. Her girlish red ribbons gave it away. Her appearance is uncannily similar to Ayato's. One thing to note was that nekomatas can take the appearance of their former masters. And Heizou had a bad feeling that Ayato stole her brother's identity.

"Right after you eat."

He threw the corpse in front of the cat.

The cat, Himegimi or more truthfully "Kamisato Ayaka", breathed in sharply.

This was the second time her brother offered a woman's corpse. It wasn't as if bakenekos and nekomatas are unable to digest what regular cats eat. Her brother invites her to partake in human flesh, if only so that she will be able to shape-shift into one more easily. Ayaka is not particularly talented in transfiguration, it would take years to master without the proper diet. And this was the solution her brother offered.

Human corpses.

"Don't worry, she was already dead when I found her."

Heizou and Ayaka didn't question him. The corpse was littered with month-old scars, and in the dark, their skin appeared discolored. Heizou assumed the woman had drowned, and Ayato had gone to retrieve her shortly after she died.

That was a scene Ayato liked. He grinned broadly when he observed the woman fumbling about in the hope that the boy on the bridge would reach for her hand. But honestly, was he ever obliged to set free what is essentially a great opportunity?

Based on her body's bruises, the deceased must've handled her brother's disappearance poorly. It must've been incredibly painful for her to see her missing brother in her final moments.

If Ayaka could just master taking this woman's form, then they could abandon their yokai lives. They could live their lives as human siblings, and no one would bat an eye. If she could just do what she was been told, then Ayato would've had you in his arms.

The two yokai jolted as they heard Heizou banging inside his small cage.

"YOU BASTARD!!!"

Heizou screamed, raspy and full of hatred. It was all he can do. However, his emotions were foreign to them, and they did not reach yokai. The nekomata laughed.

"Ah, so you're finally awake. How marvelous. A pleasant evening to you, Detective Heizou." He replied sardonically. "Hah. From detective... to victim."

Heizou bit his tongue and let his anger simmer. There is nothing he can rebut with when the truth hurts more. Shikanoin Heizou ceased speaking for the remainder of the evening, for now.

Ayato caught a glimpse at the body beside him. "Hmm. It appears that she's already spoiled. Pity. I would've saved this woman from drowning if you just ate Miss Sangonomiya, my dearest sister. Wasting food... I'm almost sure that human mothers give punishment for that."

Ayaka gulped as she relives the pain of kneeling on salt in her most excruciating memories.

A bakeneko living with her nekomata sibling is torture.

He is doing this out of love. He would not be infuriated if that wasn't the case. This was the norm of their family's culture. Kamisato Ayato would not let two innocent women die if he didn't love his stupid, weak, little bakeneko sister.

He hissed. He did not like the pathetic look on her face.

Kamisato Ayato was normally not akin to a savage beast. He believes that he and his sister must carry themselves with elegance at all times, even when their actions are deemed immoral. When partaking in human flesh, he cuts and boils them into a nice pot with his handpicked eccentric seasonings. He refuses to eat until his friend Thoma had tenderized their meat and had their bones discarded. But he had grown hungry and impatient.

After you carelessly chimed the kagura bells, Kamisato Ayato had grown more restless.

Everything that went down tonight is your fault.

"Did you not wish to walk at her pace? Did you not long to run and bury your head on top of that dandelion human's shoulder? Did you not wish to travel alongside her?"

She is aware that her brother is distorting events to make it appear as though she was the one who yearned to be a human. Because the love of his life, you, cannot survive around animals like her, Ayato took the whole truth and poured some out. She is a liability as a bakeneko, after all, and yet...

Ayaka sobbed. She sobbed because she knew the answers to these questions. She sobbed because she knew the lengths she would go through for her favorite human as well.

And she was repulsed by the whole truth.

Ayato violently grabbed his sister's face. Her snot ran down his palm whilst he pinched her mouth open.

Ayaka resigned to her fate.

"You want to see Lumine again, don't you?"

... Yes.

"Then eat."

And she took a bite.

It's a major shame, truly, that Kamisato Ayaka never found out that the dandelion human was her brother's first meal.

#yandere genshin #yandere genshin impact #yandere genshin x reader #yandere ayato #yandere fanfiction #yandere kamisato ayato #kamisato ayato x reader #yandere #yandere x reader #tag: careful he bites #yandere oneshot #yandere male #man i really did just add heizou to add more suffering huh?#after i finished writing my draft my friend pointed out that my version of yan!ayato seems to have a vendetta against anemo users #and i realized it too late lmao #after soldier poet king i needed to write something awful lmao #so uh maybe i got too creative with that request lmao #i shouldve learned from dont hug my im scared smh #ansy-writes

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— ᕦ kei ᕤ —

a lonely writer who has a few friends. asking for mutuals, also an employed attorney and has no social life 💗

— MALE — genshin, naruto, saiki k, chainsaw man, stardust destiny (oc)

male; aether, dainslief, kaeya, diluc, albedo, venti, bennett, razor, mika, zhongli, chongyun, xingqiu, xiao, baizhu, tartaglia, itto, gorou, kazuha, heizou, ayato, thoma, alhaitham, kaveh, tighnari, cyno, capitano, dottore, pantalone, scaramouche/wanderer, lyney, neuvillette, freminet, wriosthley

naruto uzumaki/namikaze, sasuke uchiha, kakashi hatake, iruka umino, kotetsu, izumo, asuma sarutobi, sai yamanaka, shikamaru nara, choji akamichi, aburame shino, kiba inuzuka, kankuro, gaara, itachi uchiha, kisame, sasori, deidara, kakuzu, hidan, orochimaru, kabuto, jiraiya, minato namikaze, neji hyuga, zetsu, zabuza, haku yuki, suigetsu, juuga, maito gai, boruto uzumaki, mitsuki

saiki kusuo, kaidou shun, aren kuboyasu, toritsuka reita, nendou riki, hairo kineshi, makoto teruhashi

denji, aki, angel devil, shark devil (that's literally all)

aifuyo hime/yuzuki, renyue yuzuki, kōhaku hayashi, eijiro yuzuki, aoi hime, anh hyu, eugene hyu, feng xiang

— FEMALE — genshin, naruto, saiki k, chainsaw man, stardust destiny (oc)

female: amber, fischl, noelle, mona, jean, lisa, eula, klee, barbara, xiangling, xinyan, yunjin, ganyu, keqing, shenhe, ningguang, beidou, qiqi, yaoyao, kuki, kujou sara, yae miko, raiden ei/shogun, raiden makoto, kokomi, ayaka, sayu, yoimiya, faruzan, layla, nilou, dori, dehya, candace, dunyarzad, focalors, navia, lynette, yuelin, tsaritsa, la signora, sandrone, arlecchino, columbina, raiden makoto

sakura haruno/uchiha, hinata hyuga/uzumaki, karin uzumaki, konan, kurenai sarutobi, hanabi hyuga, ino yamanaka, tsunade senju, temari nara, tenten, anko mitarashi, kushina uzumaki/namikaze, guren (mommy), himawari uzumaki, sarada uchiha

kokomi teruhashi, chiyo yumehara/teruhashi, kuriko/kusuko saiki, aiura mikoto, rifuta imu, mera chisato

power, makima, yuro, himeno

katsuyu yuzuki/hime, chiyo hime, shinkkami ayakemi-sanjin (teiko), kohari hayashi, mina noshiro, maikka yue, yan xiang

— ᕤ can request ᕦ —

smut, suggestive, angst and fluff

aged up characters smut/suggestive

child!reader x parent!character or vise versa

song related storyline

ships and oc x reader

— ᕦ can't request ᕤ —

minor character smut

oc x canon (I have my reasons)

weird shit like armpit kink and others (I don't wanna name them 😨)

Also I know most of y'all are minors... You can't hide from me

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hana-no-seiiki · 8 months

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TEYVATIAN ENCYCLOPEDIA w YUN TABLE OF CONTENTS

YAN! GENSHIN CHARACTERS x ISEKAIED / DESCENDER! READER

Teyvat is anything but a hospitable place. Yet funnily enough, you find yourself with hosts that are more than hospitable with your presence.

Moments of your time in Teyvat and the observations you made along the way.

BIG FOLLOWER NUMBER CELEBRATION - Approx. Release : Second Week of September

(note that some of these are platonic yans)

A is for Albedo, Alice, + Abyss Twins

B is for Beidou

C is for Clorinde (ft. Navia)

D is for Diluc (ft. Diona)

E is for Ei

F is for the Fatui + Focalors

G is Gorou

H is for Heizou

I is for Il Dottore + Capitano

J is for Jean

K is for Kaeya

L is for Lyney and Lynette + Lisa

M is for Mika and Mona

N is for Nilou (ft. Nahida)

O is for Orobashi

P is for Paimon

Q is for Qiqi

R is for Rosaria

S is for Signora

T is for Tartaglia and Travelers

U is for Unknown God (ft. Ushi)

V is for Venti

W is for Wanderer and Wriothesley

X is for Xiao, Xiangling and Xingqiu

Y is for Yunjin and Yae Miko

Z is for Zhongli

#yandere #yandere x reader #yandere oc #yandere imagine #yandere fic #yandere x you #yandere oc x reader #yandere genshin impact #genshin impact #genshin #genshin x reader #yandere genshin #yandere genshin impact x reader #yandere genshin x reader #yandere core #yanderecore #yancore #yandere scenarios

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genderfluid-insomniac · 2 years

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scaramouche/kunikuzushi/wanderer masterlist

When they hear you sing

What they call their S/O and what their S/O calls them

kabedoning their s/o

HALLOWEEN SPECIAL

When they find out you have toxic/abusive parents

How they react to their S/O self-harm scars

When they notice you’re off/depressed

Scaramouche x Fem!reader: Obedience (nsfw)

They Turn into a Child

“If ****** died for all our sins, he left one behind the body I’m in.”

My Pretty Little Present // Scaramouche x reader (nsfw)

Accidentally revealing your self harm to them

Genshin Characters as sad tiktok audios:

"On My Life" Scaramouche x reader: ROYAL AU (series)

Genshin peeps having a younger sibling that overworks

Types of people in escape room

Your lovers with a remote control vibrator

Childhood best friend corrupts you when you tell them you’re a virgin (nsfw)

Walking in on their s/o changing

Genshin boys with an S/O who regresses when sleepy/happy

“Childe! Give it back!” /// Scaramouche x reader

Trouble with remedies/// scaramouche x aphrodesiac!reader

Cockwarming with Scaramouche at the office (nsfw)

Genshin Characters when someone flirts with their S/O:

GI characters reactions to shifting (attempting) to your universe:

Leaving the leg harness just loose enough so you think you can escape but they let you struggle (NSFW)

Genshin boys reacting to your degrading kink (NSFW)

HEADCANON FROM SCARA WENT TO BED BUT YOU NOT THERE

Being in a little space around them

Competitive Competition /// scaramouche x reader NSF Vampire!Scaramouche x reader

Afraid of a little water? /// merman!Scaramouche x reader

Ursula!scaramouche x reader AU

thigh riding with scaramouche

Will you do the fandango? //Scaramouche x brat!reader (NSFW)

As You Wish/// Prince!Scaramouche x Fiancé!reader (SLIGHT NSFW)

Teaching a Lesson/// wanderer!scaramouche x reader nsfw

revealing shoulder scars as their s/o puts on an outfit that they got for them

The divine creator bringing scaramouche into dance (x reader) SAGAU

Genshin characters with an s/o that has wings

brat-taming with Scara and a stubborn/bratty s/o that says they hate him

Xiao and Scaramouche humiliating and railing you for stalking someone else

goth scaramouche and reader with yami kawaii style

“Poor Unfortunate Soul” octopus hybrid!Scaramouche x reader nsfw

Best friend scaramouche getting jealous after you tell them you're about to lose ur virginity tonight and they steal ur virginity by using aphrodisiacs instead

yan!scara who kinda guilt trips his s/o so they won't leave him

Aftercare head cannons with genshin characters when they’re s/o calls the safeword

Meeting scaramouche x divine creator!reader

Trial One /// nurse!scaramouche x gn!reader NSFW (based on this art and this art)

Through the looking glass // reverse isekai!Scaramouche x fem!reader NSFW

Genshin characters finding out that their s/o is asexual/on the spectrum

heizou, scaramouche & albedo with a fox/feline s/o

Here comes a thought about betrayal /// reverse comfort!Scaramouche x reader

Scaramouche x mute!reader

baby octoscara x reader scenario

fem!reader reaching out to their s/o's (gorou, xiao, scara, tighnari/cyno) hand and bring them to her chest to warm them when he complains he's cold.

getting back together with reader after a breakup

Scaramouche with a bratty fem!s/o and sex toys

Scaramouche accidentally confessing to gn!reader

Scaramouche showing you his new outfit to your surprise

Slime Shenanigans// Pre-Fatui!Kunikuzushi x reader

Genshin Catboy Maids Imagines (NSFW)

scaramouche, gorou, and diluc with a s/o who has insomnia

Scaramouche, tighnari, and gorou with a female dog/wolf so who’s in heat NSFW

scara with a S/O who likes stealing Scara's clothes specifically his hat

Scara with a S/O who has a small chest and is subconscious about it NSFW

Patching up scaramouche after the fight I just wanna bandage him up and cuddle him even if he hates them for it

reader was the one who made scara's new outfit

scaramouche comforts you after having a nightmare

Scaramouche with a S/O that can't pass away and it's very desensitized to pain and all

Shamisen player!Scaramouche x reader

Kazuha x Scaramouche with Pet Play NSFW

“The sweetest lie” // Wanderer x reader drabble

Wanderer headcanons with reader who is basically the mom friend

S/O that is amab and wears panties as everyday underwear, them being embarrassed because it’s unusual NSFW

Shibari!Scaramouche/Wanderer x reader NSFW

“Trust in me, just in me” // Scaramouche x consensual!brainwashed!reader NSFW

Cat!Scaramouche in heat x reader

Scaramouche x mute!fem!reader fluff

yandere!idol!scaramouche x reader

Mermen!Wanderer, Mer!Albedo, and Mer!Aether (separately) x reader (NSFW)

“Poor Unfortunate Soul Reprise” octopus hybrid!Scaramouche x reader nsfw

I’m in love with the way you hate me /// Fatui!Scaramouche x afab!reader NFSW

reader with Wanderer, Scaramouche, and Kabukimeowmeow as pet cats

#genshin impact scaramouche #scaramouche smut #scaramouche x reader #kunikuzushi #kunikuzushi x reader #genshin impact x reader #genshin impact #genshin x reader #scaramouche #wanderer x reader #wanderer smut #wanderer #kabukimono #kabukimono x reader

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lyneylover · 10 months

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How yan! heizou, kazuha and tighnari would kidnap their fem!s/o

Order: Beautiful Red Rose W/ Strawberry Cheesecake and no sides or toppings for heizou, kazuha, and tighnari!

This Order is for a close friend of mine! I hope everyone enjoys this(sorry if some are oc T-T)

CW: Yandere content, kidnapping, knocking the reader out (Heizou and kazuha's part), mentions of a dead friend (Kazuha's part), mentions of breeding (Tighnari's part), spiking drink/food (Tighnari's part), guilt-tripping (Tighnari's part)

Word count: 1.2k

Heizou:

You met Heizou through being assigned to be his kohai in the Tenryou Commission.

At first, Heizou thought nothing greatly of it and pictured you to be like the others in the Tenryou Commission.

That was until he saw you for the first time. He was amazed at how you solved the case and caught the culprit so quickly.

At that moment Heizou felt excited to have someone who could solve cases like he does. Heizou felt you were the perfect one for him and that you were for ONLY HIM.

Now this brings us to where we are now Heizou taking you out to an escape room that he made himself promising that this would be a fun way to test your skills. If only you knew his real intention maybe you could've stopped this from happening.

You not knowing the life-changing event that would unfold in just a few hours agree to go to the escape room Heizou made. Which would be the biggest mistake you have ever made in your life.

Heizou waved at Y/n when she got to the address he gave her "Y/N OVER HERE!" you turn your head over in his direction and begin walking over to him. You began looking at the escape room weirdly 'Is this the escape room?' you think to yourself not noticing Heizou was talking to you "Hey Y/n are you even listening to my instructions about the escape room?". Heizou snaps his fingers in front of your face snapping you out of your thoughts "A-ah yeah I'm listening!" Heizou cocks his eyebrow at you "Alright then let's go my dear detective." Heizou grabs your hand gently and pulls you into the escape room.

As soon as you step into the escape room you begin looking around. After a while of looking around you find a key and a locked door "Hey Heizou I think I found the key to this door." Heizou grins and walks over to you "Oh really, it seems my dear little detective is finding many things in very little time." You blush lightly at his praise and turn to open the door with the key. Once you open the door you see a note attached to a rose hanging on a string from the ceiling. Thinking this was another clue you go and grab the note and the second you read it your heart stops. The note says 'Sweet dreams.' in red ink, before you can even turn around and say something you feel something being put over your mouth and nose. Before you pass out you hear Heizou say "Don't worry my dear little detective I'll take good care of you~" Heizou finally has you all to himself.

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Kazuha:

Kazuha first met you when he was trying to escape some people from the Tenryou Commission and you so kindly gave him a place to hide.

You hid him in your house until everything settled down outside, you even patched up his scratches and gave him food and water so he wouldn't be exhausted.

In that time he found out that you were a rich merchants daughter and that your older brother also had a vision but was taken away by the Tenryou Commission.

During the time you spent with Kazuha he felt himself having a special connection with you. He wanted to know more about you, he wanted to talk to you more, he wanted more of that kindness you gave him, he wanted you.....No.....HE NEEDED YOU.

Kazuha started thinking of a plan on how to get you to come with him but first he had to earn your trust.

He started telling you why the Tenryou commission was after him and about his dead friend Tomo and how he took his vision before it died out he showed you the dead vision.

When the time for Kazuha to leave came he begged you to come with him "Y/n please! Come with me we can travel around Teyvat together." She looks at him with sad eyes and then she began to speak "I'm sorry Kazuha but I belong here with my family and friends but maybe we will meet again sometime soon Kazuha, good luck." with that she started to walk away.

Kazuha sighs before making his finale decision as soon as Y/n turns around to walk away he knocks her out and brings her to Beidou's ship telling her that you were his partner and that you had collapsed from exhaustion. When he gets the ok from Beidou he takes you to the room he was given he begins tucking you under the cover after he's finished he caresses your cheek before kissing you forehead and whispering "I'm sorry Y/n but I already lost Tomo I can't lose you too dove I hope you understand that I NEED YOU." Kazuha kisses your forehead one last time before going to talk to captain Beidou.

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Tighnari:

You were a new forest ranger when Tighnari first met you.

You were assigned to be his assistant and help him with Collei whenever he couldn't do it at that moment.

Of course Tighnari protested to this saying he didn't need the help and that you would just get in his way when he was doing stuff but eventually he gave in and agreed to take you in.

Tighnari would watch over you closely every time you did something especially when you helped with Collei he thought you would do something wrong.

But that thought quickly vanished when he seen how happy Collei was with you and how you made sure nothing happened to her. It made his heart melt with pure happiness and joy that Collei was happy with you.

But this caused something else to snap in him when he seen you acting as a mother figure to Collei. He felt that you would be an amazing mother and slowly he started feeling you would be the perfect FOREVER mate for him and then there it was the urge to breed you and make you his forever.

When your time with Tighnari was over and you had the choice to leave he thought you would stay with him and Collei. Oh but how wrong he was when he found out that you would be leaving the next day, he stormed to your room asking you why you decided to leave him and Collei. When you tell him that you want to try and be on your own now he was enraged "SO YOU WOULD JUST LEAVE COLLEI AFTER THAT? AFTER ALL SHES TOLD YOU. DON'T YOU SEE SHE NEEDS YOU HERE WITH HER." you flinch at him yelling at you "T-tighnari please calm down."

He begins yelling again "DO YOU NOT UNDERSTAND COLLEI NEEDS YOU. I NEED YOU." once Tighnari sees the look in your eyes he calms down and sighs before saying "At least have one last dinner with us." he smiles softly when he sees you nod your head slightly. When the time to eat dinner comes he hands you your bowl and your drink and watches as you eat and talk to Collei. After eating and finishing your drink you start to feel light headed before collapsing on the floor.

Collei quickly runs over to you "MASTER TIGHNARI IS SHE OK?" Tighnari sighs and smiles to himself before putting on a worried face "I'll check her out, Collei go get some rest" Collei nods before heading to her room. Tighnari picks you up and carries you to his room before laying you on the bed he chuckles to himself "I can't wait to breed you and get married then we'll be the PERFECT FAMILY." He smiles at you one last time before going to check on Collei.

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I had so much fun writing this order! and I totally didn't get the idea for heizou from that one voice line- also r.i.p tomo you will be missed man 😔

I hope you enjoyed your order Jessica<3

#yandere #yandere genshin x reader #yandere heizou #yandere kazuha #yandere tighnari #akanes bakery #akanes finished bakery orders #yandere genshin x you

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— A FITTING PRISON. yan! shikanoin heizou x gn! reader

stupid people like you shouldn’t be trying to think for themselves. more so if you’re only looking to destroy yourself.

just a short read after i finished his hangout. he’s so funny lmao with itto. funky lil dude,, but also... hot

( self-destructive tendencies on reader’s part, hinted dépression )

“poor thing. i told you, didn’t i? my detective’s intuition is always correct. they were trying to prey on you.”

you want to muster up the most hateful glare you could manage to smug-sounding boy, but you find yourself too tired to even try. the toll of today’s events have taken a drain on you. you slump down defeatedly on the waiting table in the police station and close your eyes. heizou continues to yammer on in the background.

always likes to hears himself talk, does he?

someone settles down a tea cup in front of you, the aromatic smell bringing you out from your tired stupor. uesugi smiles down at you with pity. “heizou-senpai’s talking a lot more than usual, huh? he’s always liked showing off... but i guess it has always been more severe when you’re around.”

“ue-su-gi~?” heizou impatiently taps his foot with arms crossed. subtly gesturing to the door, he gives him a pointed look. “out, if you may? i am trying to talk to my beloved assistant here?”

you roll your eyes and huff, looking the other way as you sip at the chipped cup. uesugi awkwardly chuckles and leaves. “i don’t need another hundred told-you-sos from you,” you grumble. “’you’re too gullible,’ ‘you’re too naive,’ ‘you’re too helpless,’ i’ve heard them all before, okay?! just... ugh. leave me be.”

but heizou, the oh-so-great detective never leaves people alone, does he? not until he’s finally provoked out of them the results that he wants. you feel him step closer to you, stopping at your back as his gaze peers down at you. “and i’ll tell you another hundred if i need to. this silly business venture of yours has stop, [last name]. you merely don’t have the talent for it and the cleverness to see through someone else’s schemes.”

“and what?!” you abruptly stand up, spilling the hot tea over and glaring at heizou through tears. “i’ll stay here by your side as your sidepiece?! here to make you look smart because i’m stupid and i don’t understand anything you people say?!” your voice breaks as thoughts of your own incompetency at everything flashes through your mind and stabs you harder than you liked. “you and i know i’m useless as your assistant! i faint at the sight of blood, i ruin every legal document i touch, and everyone’s complaining that i’m wasting too many resources!”

“i’m...” you sniffle, slumping down on your seat as hot tears spill onto your lap. “i’m wasting everyone’s time by existing... you should just let me go and watch me ruin every opportunity i get then die bankrupt and alone in some ditch... there’s no use in letting someone like me stay and ruin everything even further.”

the implications of what you just said lay heavy in the air and although it makes everything more awkward ( heizou’s silent stare while you fiddle your thumbs does not help ), you feel somewhat relieved. the emotions and words had spilled out of you so fast that you barely had the time to rethink what you were about to say and yet having them spoken out loud lets you finally realize what you were wanting for.

and master detective that he is, heizou has figured it out too.

“i hate sinful criminals. i hate it even more when i remind someone again and again of what they should not do and they continue to do it again.”

forcefully, he kicks the chair around and slams his palm into the backrest. your noses touch and irritation boils over you once again. you make a move to push him away, only for your feelings to simmer down and your clammy hands shakily cling to the armrest, finally taking a good look at his face and wonder—

when were his eyes so ... blank?

“and even after that,” he mumbles for only you to hear. drawing his lips to your ear, he harshly bites at the soft flesh of your lobe and hisses, “i abhor it when stupid people like you throw away their own life like it’s nothing.”

he pulls away with a smile you’ve only ever seen directed at criminals. his green eyes devour your shaking figure hungrily and decides that yes, this was better than the reckless fool who willingly threw themselves to the wolves for a chance to be devoured.

“if not the office, then i’ll just relocate you, dearest assistant!” he pats your head and stands up straight. “perhaps to the shrine, where cuz can take care of you? or maybe... my home?”

you stare up at him unbelievingly and he only laughs at the foolish expression.

“ah, yes, perhaps that’s it.” he hums to himself in self-satisfaction. “a perfect prison for a would-be murderer.

“as for the cuffs... well, i’m sure the police station can spare some for us ♪”

#yandere genshin impact #yandere genshin x reader #genshin impact #yandere shikanoin heizou #yandere heizou #yandere x reader #genshin impact x reader #heizou shikanoin x reader #yandere genshin imagines #yandere genshin #yester.writes

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