#✧*:･ﾟ���:･ Yurinna's Writing :･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧

[yurinaa-world]

May i request love and deepspace boys with clingy!reader? Shes shy too!! In public, she'll hold onto his hand or finger and stays quiet but at home she becomes a yapper machine and also likes to plop onto his lap as she talks. Sometimes likes mindlessly squeezing and playing with his meaty bicep too :3

"𝒴𝑜𝓊 𝓉𝒶𝓁𝓀 𝓆𝓊𝒾𝓉𝑒 𝒶 𝓁𝑜𝓉"

💫𝒞𝒽𝒶𝓇𝒶𝒸𝓉𝑒𝓇𝓈: Rafayel, Zayne, Xavier, & Sylus x Gender-Neutral reader

💫𝒮𝓎𝓃𝑜𝓅𝓈𝒾𝓈: with a reader who's clingy at home and mindlessly touches him

💫𝒲𝒶𝓇𝓃𝒾𝓃𝑔𝓈: Fluff, & Spelling Mistakes

💫𝒩𝑜𝓉𝑒𝓈: I got sickkk 😫 this isn't my usual quality...I'm sorry (it had to be when it's my first post with the 4 lnds guys...Give me another chance!)

💫𝑅𝒶𝒻𝒶𝓎𝑒𝓁 "𝒯𝒽𝑒 𝒜𝒷𝓎𝓈𝓈𝓌𝒶𝓁𝓀𝑒𝓇"

He eats it up, watching you act shy in public, grabbing the piece of his shirt or finger whenever you're in public. The second you feel like you're in a comfortable space he watches you unwind, holding onto him so tightly that he’ll just tease you. 

Your pretty self not wanting to let go of him, not even for a glass of water, straddling his lap, and arms wrapped around his neck, hiding in his neck. You're just begging him to tease you so badly. Yet his jaw just drops whenever you unconsciously touch him more. 

While you’re talking about your day, your hands unconsciously go to his chest. aren’t you so handsy? He stops in the middle of your sentence, teasing you so much even bringing up the other times you act shameless with him. 

─── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ───

After such a long day, you can’t help but unload everything you had been feeling the entire day, just going on and on while he puts on his irrelevant commentary—letting gasps and hums, you play with the buttons on his shirt before taking your hands away from his buttons, gently caress his chest while you talk about the climax of your entire day.

“You should have seen her, she was completely soaked and the owner didn’t even say anything even though it was his fault that it happened in the first place!” you chirped—your eyes shining so bright there might be little stars in them—leaning into his face to emphasize your point, he just gasps as if he were there experiencing it. “Oh wow…” he smiles back at you—it looked more like a sly lazy grin plastered on his lips.

“Yeah! And then…”

There you go again switching through topics so fast that he might just start taking notes to understand what you’re talking about. But feel his grin get wider, while your hands shamelessly touch his chest like a creep on the streets.

“If you’re going to shamelessly touch me, at least own up instead of pretending to tell a story.” He grins, snapping you out of your story with an accusation of your character. Your eyes go wide feeling embarrassment pool into your stomach, resulting in your cheeks becoming rosy red as your hands spring back.

“I didn’t mean to touch you like.” you stutter as if he were a cop, while he just enjoys watching you freak out. “You’re such a terrible liar, you’re always touching me, taking advantage of me just because I let you do it once” he sighs dramatically, pinching, and pulling your cheek as if he were an adult lecturing a child—in reality he would be the child…“I didn’t mean it like that.”

“Don’t bother, I already know the truth.”

💫𝒵𝒶𝓎𝓃𝑒 "𝒯𝒽𝑒 𝐹𝑜𝓇𝑒𝓈𝑒𝑒𝓇"

He lets you unwind, it’s good for a person to relax after a long day, and you it’s no different—maybe a bit more affection from him while he lets you grasp onto his arms.

Arms wrapped around his one arm while you talk about your day, with a large smile on your face, your body basically sinking into the side of his. He finds it amusing the way you act but what does he expect? You’ve always been like that; it's not like he hates it, he loves it.

He even lets you play with his tie, slowly untying it and fiddling with it as if we’re some kind of toy.

─── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ───

“I didn’t tell you about the craziest thing that happened today.” You realized, switching through topics so fast that he has to put his entire mind onto what you tell him, which he doesn’t mind, he’ll always listen to whatever you have to say. 

Your body against his, sinking into his side with your fingers fiddling with the tie as if it were a toy.

His eyes are loving to them while he listens to your voice with such attentiveness as if he were still taking a midterm exam back while he was a medical student. Just going on and on, telling every part of the story, before stopping to think of another story in the past. “Remember when we were kids!…” there you go again.

He’ll always find it adorable, a small plastered upon his gentle face from your hold speaks for itself.

 “Do you remember that?” 

“Pretty well, I remember another embarrassing thing you used to do, always holding and touching…seems that nothing changed,” he smiles at you, his hand going to withdraw your hand that was fiddled with a tie, his thumb gently rubbing your knuckles.

“Your touch still feels more like a medical exam,” he gently teased you, seeing your mouth agape made him love you more.

“Not that I dislike the feeling, I can’t go a day without it.” He reassures, bringing your hand to his heart, making you feel where his heart is.

“You can Continue speaking, I won’t stop you.”

💫𝒳𝒶𝓋𝒾𝑒𝓇 "𝒯𝒽𝑒 𝐻𝓊𝓃𝓉𝑒𝓇 𝒪𝒻 𝐿𝒾𝑔𝒽𝓉"

He just loves to listen to your voice, whether it be a childish story about what happened that day or a drama your friend/coworker told you.

Now it’s no different even if he’s dozing off, his head flinching awake while you straddle his lap. It's fine! He’s not tired! You should keep on talking!

Through his half-lidded eyes looking back at you. Your touches might be the thing that brings him towards the border of going to sleep and staying awake, how dangerous you are.

─── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ───

“And then she left her boyfriend for her boss,” you gushed, leaning into his face to exaggerate the story more while he looked back at you with his tired gaze, “can you believe it, Xavier? And you know what her boyfriend did!” you exclaimed, he can’t help but let out a yawn.

“What did he do?” he asked sluggishly, his arms snaking their way up your waist, he might just be going in and out of sleep, every time he slowly closed his eyes and opens to jump in between different stories or different parts of one long story, yet he couldn’t fall asleep, feeling your hands move around his body.

“Xavier, are you awake?” 

You gently poke his cheek, while he just softly groans before he pushes you into his neck, taking the chance to hide himself in the crook of your neck. 

“You can keep talking…”

💫𝒮𝓎𝓁𝓊𝓈 "𝒯𝒽𝑒 𝐻𝑒𝒶𝒹 𝒪𝒻 𝒪𝓃𝓎𝒸𝒽𝒾𝓃𝓊𝓈"

He’s very “attentive” to your little story about what happened in Linkon that day, with his eyes softly staring at you with that signature smirk. 

You have quite the hands, don’t you? He would think you were robbing him blind with your touches. Just feeling your arms on his bicep, his bicep right against your chest, even if he pulls slightly away, you just pull him back.

He can’t help himself but stare at you like, to the point you notice and stop your story under his gaze.

─── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ───

“So that’s what happened…” he hums, listening to your little stories, grasping tightly on his arm while you laugh at your own story, and the way your lips grin ear to ear. 

“Pity I wasn’t there to see that.” He murmured—the little voice in the back of your head tells that it’s probably not the story he's focused on, cocking his head to the side, watching you go off onto another rant. only for you to cut your story short when you locked eyes with him for too long.

“He…”

“Something wrong?” He tilts his eyebrow with a subtle smirk on his lips, watching your lips pressed together in nervousness. “Well…” you mutter, while he just laughs at your expression. 

“Go on, keep on talking, I'd rather not miss what you were telling me, keep grabbing my arm like that as well.”

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the dream isn't over yet— but this isn't a dream. [#summerplaysongfic24]

Pair: Dan Heng (Honkai Star Rail) x Yurinna (OC)

Block Hijau

Song: Navillera - GFriend

Honkai Star Rail © Hoyoverse

Story © Crescent

Ditulis untuk mengikuti event song-fic writing collab summerplaysongfic24.

***

Seperti kupu-kupu yang terbang, angin yang bertiup jauh, Yurinna berharap bisa menyampaikan perasaannya pada Dan Heng. Perasaan yang awalnya hanya sebatas kagum dan terima kasih, kini semakin mekar menjadi lebih dalam. Selangkah demi selangkah akan dia ambil untuk membuatnya menjadi kenyataan.

***

『 Kembali di titik awal

Mari kita sedikit mempercepatnya

Biarkan aku menenangkan diriku

Dan aku akan maju ke depan 』

Saat pertama kali bertemu, Yurinna tahu kalau ada sesuatu yang istimewa dari Dan Heng. Ketika matanya tanpa sengaja bertatapan dengannya, setitik harapan yang hampir pupus seolah kembali tumbuh. Pada waktu itu, dia tidak menyangka kalau Dan Heng akan mengulurkan tangan ke arahnya.

Langit biru cerah yang terhampar di atas kepala, beberapa gumpalan awan putih menggantung seolah menghiasi. Matahari sudah tepat berada di puncaknya, menyorotkan sinar hangat yang hampir terasa panas dan menyilaukan. Namun, angin yang berembus pelan mampu menjadi penyeimbang suhu yang panas.

Angin berembus membuat dedaunan saling bergesekan menciptakan alunan lembut di udara. Suara kicauan burung yang terbang dari satu tempat ke tempat lain dan suara jangkrik yang mengerik terdengar bersahutan. Orang-orang yang berlalu lalang sembari mengobrol menjadi pelengkap suasana.

"Waktu itu apakah langitnya secerah ini ya?" gumam Yurinna tanpa sadar, suaranya kecil hampir tidak terdengar. Dia mendongakkan kepalanya untuk menatap langit, meski tidak sampai lima detik dia langsung mengalihkan wajah. Sinar mataharinya terlalu menyilaukan dan menyengat, matanya akan terbakar jika menatap lebih lama.

Dan Heng yang berjalan di samping Yurinna seketika menoleh, pendengarannya cukup tajam dan dia tidak sengaja mendengarkan suara Yurinna bergumam. Pertanyaannya berhasil membuat Dan Heng penasaran sekaligus bingung. Waktu yang mana yang dimaksud olehnya?

"Apa maksudmu, Yurinna?"

"Ah, itu ...," Yurinna melirik ke langit untuk beberapa saat, kemudian kembali menatap Dan Heng, "Bukan apa-apa kok, aku hanya teringat saat kamu pertama kali menyelamatkanku. Ternyata sudah cukup lama."

Matanya sedikit membulat mendengarkan jawaban Yurinna. Dia tidak menyangka gadis itu akan tiba-tiba bernostalgia saat mereka pertama kali bertemu, titik awal yang membawa mereka hingga ke saat ini. Memang itu sudah terjadi cukup lama, tetapi Dan Heng bisa mengingatnya dengan jelas.

Walaupun sebenarnya saat itu Dan Heng sama sekali tidak menyangka, kalau kucing hitam yang dia selamatkan ternyata bisa berubah wujud menjadi manusia.

Dan Heng menganggukkan kepalanya singkat, "Begitu, aku paham." Dia terdiam sejenak memikirkan perkataan apa yang harus dia katakan lagi. "Mungkin ... waktu itu langitnya juga secerah ini."

"Hehe, iya kan? Benar-benar takdir! Aku senang karena berkat hal itu, aku bisa bergabung dengan Astral Express dan memulai ekspedisi perintisan! Kita sudah singgah di berbagai macam tempat, tapi perjalanan kita masih sangat panjang."

"Benar, ekspedisi perintisan ini masih jauh dari kata selesai."

Setiap permulaan selalu memiliki akhir. Suatu hari nanti, ekspedisi perintisan pasti akan mencapai akhirnya. Maka dari itu, Yurinna memutuskan dia ingin menghabiskan waktunya dengan sebaik-baiknya. Memori bersama anggota Astra Express yang lain, terutama Dan Heng, akan menjadi kenangan yang paling berharga.

Tetapi, bagi Yurinna, hari dimana ekspedisi perintisannya di Astral Express bagi hari mimpi indahnya akan berakhir.

Setelah itu, apa yang harus ia lakukan? Kemana ia harus pergi? Adakah tempat yang bisa ia tinggali?

Yurinna sudah lama memikirkan pertanyaan-pertanyaan itu, masih belum ada jawaban yang bisa menjawab. Daripada belum ada, lebih tepatnya dia sudah memikirkan satu jawaban, namun dia tahu itu adalah keinginan yang egois. Belum tentu orang itu memikirkan hal yang sama dengannya, kan?

"Mhm! Aku ingin menikmati waktu lebih lama bersama dengan semua kru Express, berkat bantuan March, aku bahkan sudah membuat album kenangan~"

"Hm? Album kenangan?" beo Dan Heng tertarik, dia terlihat mencoba mengingat sesuatu, "Ah. Jangan-jangan buku merah tanpa judul yang ada di rak arsip itu milikmu?" tanyanya memastikan.

"Iya— tunggu, kok tahu?!"

"... aku mengenali dan hafal hampir semua buku di ruang arsip. Tentu saja, jika ada satu buku tidak berjudul yang belum pernah aku lihat, aku akan langsung mengenalinya."

"Benar juga sih ... Dan Heng kan memang memiliki ingatan yang bagus, aku tidak heran kamu bisa menghafal tumpukan buku di arsip." Yurinna mengangguk-angguk paham, kemudian telinganya menegang saat dia menyadari sesuatu. "Kamu belum membaca isinya, kan???" tanya Yurinna sedikit panik.

Sebenarnya tidak apa-apa meski Dan Heng sudah membacanya, hanya saja catatan yang dia tulis di dalamnya sedikit memalukan. Lagipula, dia berencana untuk memperlihatkannya kepada Dan Heng saat dia sudah menyelesaikannya. Namun, berbeda dengan kata hatinya, mata merah mudanya menatap Dan Heng penuh harap, benar-benar berharap Dan Heng belum membukanya.

"Belum, kan ...?" ulangnya.

"Belum, tenang saja, aku bahkan tidak menyentuh—"

Tanpa menunggu Dan Heng menyelesaikan perkataannya, Yurinna sudah memotongnya karena terlalu bersemangat, "Bagus! Soalnya aku belum selesai menyusun isinya, nanti kalau sudah selesai akan aku perlihatkan padamu, Dan Heng,"

Dan Heng tidak bisa menahan sudut bibirnya untuk tidak terangkat, dia memang sudah memiliki firasat kalau buku yang ditemukannya adalah milik Yurinna. Jadi, dia tidak membukanya tanpa seizinnya. Reaksi Yurinna yang panik, terlihat sedikit kucu di matanya.

"Baiklah, aku menantikannya."

Dan Heng berkedip, menatap seekor kupu-kupu hinggap di telinga Yurinna, kupu-kupu itu mengepakkan sayap perlahan. Mata Dan Heng tertuju pada kupu-kupu yang hinggap di telinga kucing Yurinna dengan tenang. Kupu-kupu itu berwarna merah muda— sama seperti warna mata Yurinna.

"Yurinna, ada kupu-kupu di telingamu," ucap Dan Heng masih menatap kupu-kupu merah muda itu.

"Eh?" Yurinna mendongak sedikit, meski percuma saja dia tetap tidak bisa melihatnya, "Pantas telingaku terasa agak geli, ternyata ada kupu-kupu ya. Tapi, kenapa dia hinggap di telingaku?"

"Sepertinya dia sedang beristirahat atau mungkin dia tertarik denganmu? Ada banyak kemungkinan."

"Kupu-kupu bisa merasa lelah juga? Menarik sekali, aku baru tahu."

Fakta bahwa kupu-kupu hinggap di bahunya karena kelelahan membuat Yurinna terpukau, selama ini dia berpikir kupu-kupu hanya mendekati bunga untuk mengambil nektar. Di sisi lain, kupu-kupu juga membantu proses penyerbukan bunga.

Dia ingin bisa menjadi seperti kupu-kupu, terbang mendekati bunga yang disukainya dan membantu proses penyerbukan bunga tersebut.

Tetapi, dia tidak seberani itu, hanya berdiri di dekat Dan Heng saja sudah membuatnya gugup. Yurinna sudah merasa cukup dengan keberadaannya. Meski begitu, Yurinna ingin menjadi sedikit lebih berani dan menunjukkan perasaannya yang sebenarnya kepada Dan Heng.

Dia juga ingin tahu apa yang sebenarnya dirasakan Dan Heng, apa yang dipikirkan Dan Heng, dan apa yang ingin dilakukan Dan Heng.

"Ngomong-ngomong ... kamu mau aku foto? Kamu bisa menyimpannya di album koleksimu."

"Benarkah? Terima kasih, Dan Heng!"

『 Mari kita memulai sesuatu yang baru,

kamu dan aku

Cinta yang aku irikan,

jangan mengecewakanku

Aku akan menunjukkan padamu

apa yang ku rasakan

Aku tidak akan menunggu lebih lama lagi 』

[yurinaa-world]

“𝒩𝑜 𝓂𝑜𝓇𝑒!”

Characters: Gallagher, Sunday, Aventurine, & Boothill x Gender-neutral Reader

Synopsis: giving and receiving so many kisses

Warnings fluff, spelling mistakes,

𝒢𝒶𝓁𝓁𝒶𝑔𝒽𝑒𝓇

he just keeps on going!

just feeling Gallagher’s hot breath—the smell of cigarettes and alcohol—while pressing so many kisses on your face that you just can't handle it anymore! One kiss alone would break but so many that you lost count.

Blood rushes to your face—you’re sure Gallagher could see your flustered face! but instead of teasing, he just smiles at the red blush covering your cheeks. His smile is even better up close! His eyes crinkled in joy. "That's enough!”

Covering his mouth with your hands—he just doesn't stop so you had to pick the last resort—gallagher kisses your palm instead making you pull your hand back. “Don't be like that.” He grabs your hand and pulls it back to kiss your palm again.

“Wanna have fun.” He leans closer, letting a smirk play on his lips as he looks you directly into your eyes before he kisses the tip of your fingers. “What kind of fun is this?!” you shudder before a little whine comes out when he nips the tip of your finger with his teeth.

“you're blushing hard,” His gaze still locked on yours, hearing your little shriek at the feeling of him nipping at your fingers. “I'm not done yet.” He leans closer still, placing his hand over yours, holding onto it firmly. A smile graces his features as he watches you squirm from embarrassment.

“Had enough of me already? I just started.”

𝒜𝓋𝑒𝓃𝓉𝓊𝓇𝒾𝓃𝑒

Aventurine's poor hand is always shaking when he doesn't have a gambling chip to play in one hand or anything to occupy it—that’s the same case now, his hand is shaking while on your cheek with your hand on top.

He had a grin on his face but his hand was saying otherwise, you turn over to kiss his shaky palm “Aventurine, your hands shaking.” You point out the obvious before going over to kiss each one of his fingers while looking at him like that—just that look in your eyes makes him obsessed. Forget his hand he wants you.

He wants your lips on his already. He wants your hands in his hair or maybe your hands around his hips, but he won’t say that. He wants to kiss you for hours until you both feel dizzy from kissing.

As you finish kissing on hand, you gently take his other hand and pull it towards you—and he lets you lead his hand—pressing the same set of kisses in the same place, on his pretty fingers.

You smile at him when the kisses are done and he immediately grabs you and pulls you into a kiss—a full one, no room for you to escape. not until he’s finished with you this time.

𝒮𝓊𝓃𝒹𝒶𝓎

So tired—your eyes slowly shut close and open again, each time slower and slower. Just waiting for blissful sleep to take over yet the only thing keeping you from sleeping or at the same lulling you to sleep was Sunday’s kisses.

In his lap, head against his chest with no regard to anything while his arm was around your waist keeping you pressed around him and his other hand held your own, giving feather-like kisses to your wrist.

“Sunday…” “Shhh…” He hushed you, lips still moving softly on your skin “No need to waste breaths.” His voice had a softness in it that made you melt inside. you wanted nothing more than to stay like this for the rest of eternity.

He hides himself in your neck, beginning to kiss your neck gently like he did with your wrist. you groan at the feeling, leaning into his touch more as if to please him. He laughs lightly at your reaction, kissing your temple “You’re adorable.” He says, his voice barely above a whisper.

You feel so relaxed with his gentle touches and kisses “I love you….” You murmur to him. “I know,” He answers back, his tone is so soft but you can hear the love laced within it. Your breath hitched when he kissed your neck yet harder this time as if wanting to leave something behind on your skin.

You let out a tiny whine. “Shh,” he whispers again, kissing you harder, making you whimper again.

“Let me enjoy you.”

𝐵𝑜𝑜𝓉𝒽𝒾𝓁𝓁

“Come on darling, when are ya goin' show meh some mercy already?”

“I thought you could handle it, Space Ranger.”

Looking beneath you is a sight for sore eyes for anyone else yet not for you. But the red lipstick marks all over Boothill’s face and mental body—just the way the lipstick reflects off of him, just makes you wanna do way more than you already have.

It’s hard to resist.

“I think this is a new low for ya darling, don think?” He smirks and grabs your waist, tugging you closer. “Didn’t take ya fo-wah the possessive type,” he snickers “Just can’t stand any hussy’s being near me, can ya.”

“so what?” you take his words confidently, pulling yourself even closer and pacing your hands around his neck. “Don’t get so cocky with me now Space Ranger, I know how you lose it when I kiss you.”

You say and press a soft kiss on his jaw before trailing down his neck. He gasps and grabs the back of your head, pulling you in deeper until your mouth is right against his ear. You can hear fans turning in his body while it heats up like a computer.

His grip tightens and pulls you closer still.

You smile at that. “That’s the spirit.” You mumble between kisses. Damn, you got him this time

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[yurinaa-world]

"𝓦𝓱𝓪𝓽 𝓪𝓫𝓸𝓾𝓽 𝓶𝓮?!"

💫𝒞𝒽𝒶𝓇𝒶𝒸𝓉𝑒𝓇𝓈: Reca x Gender-Neutral reader

💫𝒮𝓎𝓃𝑜𝓅𝓈𝒾𝓈: Watching you gush over some character in movie was not the romantic moment where you watch a movie together he was imaging in his head

💫𝒲𝒶𝓇𝓃𝒾𝓃𝑔𝓈: Fluff, & Spelling Mistakes

💫𝒩𝑜𝓉𝑒𝓈: Thanks to this post by @perspectivegloomy for making come from my work to write this. (I wanted to make it goofy...but I got serious with it, I'm sorry🫠)

💫𝑅𝑒𝒸𝒶 "𝒯𝒽𝑒 𝑀𝑜𝓈𝓉 𝐹𝒶𝓂𝑜𝓊𝓈 𝐹𝒾𝓁𝓂 𝒟𝒾𝓇𝑒𝒸𝓉𝑜𝓇 𝐼𝓃 𝒯𝒽𝑒 𝒞𝑜𝓈𝓂𝑜𝓈"

“Isn’t he amazing?”

Jealousy isn’t something that you expected from Reca if you are being truthful. Plain and simple he was delusional in every aspect. Even when it came to your relationship, he always was an utter fool for you, even if you asked him to get down on his knees, he would do it gratefully.

Right now...He doesn't seem too happy about it. His chin propped up on his palm, while he was sitting at one side of the couch, and all while glaring at the TV. He shouldn’t have picked this movie…watching you gush over it with hearts in your pupils as you sit at the edge of the couch, the second you see your favourite character of that movie, feeling your cheeks go pink, and giggling here and there like some schoolgirl.

He feels this whole thing is a complete failure of what he envisioned in his head. Like accidentally touching each other's hands, getting close to each other, bodies pressed against each other, before it leads to him kissing you on the lips. Seems like things just don’t go his way,

“He looks so good!” You gleefully muttered. This is getting annoying…don’t be too shocked, pausing the movie before you can say or think anything, caging you beneath him. If he couldn’t naturally get the scene he desired, then as director, he’ll artificially make it happen.

Your legs pulled apart while he was in between them, slumped down until you were almost laying down—with your elbows keeping you upright, while he leaned in close.

“Reca…” you feel your mouth go dry, loss for words, what do you even say aside from his name? This was completely out of nowhere, not even a hint of what was going through his insane head. His hand goes to your cheek before stealing your lips away from you. It felt so odd…only the rare time he controls himself, making you think someone replaced him with some kind of doppelganger. But no, this delusional man is all yours.

Even when he pulled back for a second—only letting you get one quick inhale of air, he lashed back, and shoved his lips back. Doubling down by bringing his hand from your cheek to the back of your head to not let you—not even for a breath of air, that you seemed desperately need of, so you wouldn’t pass out from desperation that he’s exerting for you.

Those men aren't even real, whether you gush over them from the other side of the screen, but don't forget, he'll be the one pulling the whole thing together. So pick him.

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#2—𝓢𝓵𝓮𝓮𝓹𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓫𝓮𝓪𝓾𝓽𝔂

💫𝒞𝒽𝒶𝓇𝒶𝒸𝓉𝑒𝓇𝓈: Reca & Jiaoqiu x Gender-neutral reader

💫𝒮𝓎𝓃𝑜𝓅𝓈𝒾𝓈: the sight of you sleep will always leave him in awe #2

💫𝒲𝒶𝓇𝓃𝒾𝓃𝑔𝓈: Fluff, & Spelling mistakes

💫Part one: "𝒮𝓁𝑒𝑒𝓅𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝒷𝑒𝒶𝓊𝓉𝓎" (with Boothill, Veritas Ratio, Moze, & Aventurine)

💫𝒩𝑜𝓉𝑒𝓈: I'm sorry I can't, have you seen Mr. Reca....please tell me you the vision..

𝑅𝑒𝒸𝒶 "𝒯𝒽𝑒 𝑀𝑜𝓈𝓉 𝐹𝒶𝓂𝑜𝓊𝓈 𝐹𝒾𝓁𝓂 𝒟𝒾𝓇𝑒𝒸𝓉𝑜𝓇 𝐼𝓃 𝒯𝒽𝑒 𝒞𝑜𝓈𝓂𝑜𝓈"

This must be a gift! Truly he was granted one of his biggest fantasies about you! You lay there with hands to your side, gentle features relaxed, eyes closed, while you gently breathed through your nose while your chest heaving up and down. Normal right? Not to him! This is destiny! Like a sleeping beauty falling to a curse and Prince Charming coming to kiss her awake, he shall do the same for his lover.

He can feel his lips go air, staring at your pretty as if it was hand sculpted by the greatest artist seen. Evening going as far as leaning down, closely examining you and pressing a hand against the side of your head.

For the first time he might just look serious and not just completely insane, on the outside, the same thing can’t be said about what he’s thinking in that insane head of his. Your soft lips, almost like they're from a dream, a dream he wishes to intertwine himself in.

One peck. One peck. Once peck, just one peck!

That’s all wishes for, forgive him, please forgive him.

He looks down at your lips for a minute before leaning down and….

“What are you doing, Reca?” You mutter, feeling his face close up while fluttering your eyelids open gently, your eyes in slight pain from the light coming from the side of his face.

His breath hitches, while he stares down at your drowsy expression. This isn’t unusual, honestly, better than the times he had a freaky-looking expression that scared you to death. 

And this exact scenario isn’t the first time he’s done it before. In his words, he’s just “recreating sleeping beauty” with his lover. He told you that last time this happened.

Such a dork.

You wrap your arms gently around his neck, closing your eyes to cover yourself from the light that blaring into your eyes, and pressing your lips gently against his. He can feel his heart jump out! Your lips are like calming waters after a raging storm (that doesn’t even make sense).

“One more, my sleeping beauty.”

𝒥𝒾𝒶𝑜𝓆𝒾𝓊 "𝒯𝒽𝑒 𝐻𝑒𝒶𝓁𝑒𝓇 𝒻𝓇𝑜𝓂 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝒳𝒾𝒶𝓃𝓏𝒽𝑜𝓊 𝒴𝒶𝑜𝓆𝒾𝓃𝑔"

Fix your sleep schedule, take care of yourself, and always remember to eat and drink water. To one of the three things you’ve done but here you are laying on the couch without a proper pillow and in its stead your arm, which would leave so many neck problems and the pain in your arm would leave you whining for days.

Which leaves him no choice! His lap will be your pillow, even if it might pull him away from important things (like making the spiciest dish). You should listen to him, just because he's a healer doesn't mean he can fix everything, even if he wishes to.

He could hit you right now! A good smack on the head, but you're too pretty right it hit or be mean to, just too cute for his punishments. He might just give up on the idea. Watching you breathe out through your nose while your chest goes up and down, and your hair is slightly messy.

“So cute…honestly how do I deal with you.”

He spoke under his breath, being careful to not wake you up. His tail naturally goes to the side of your face, gently the fur is pressed against your cheek, making your closed eyelids slightly scrunch together, and stir at the feeling,

“So cute.” He raves, covering his mouth with his hand while looking at you in total awe, you’re pretty like this, he might just die seeing you like this, he has to keep a memory! Or else a precious moment like this might be long till it comes again.

Forgive him or not, he can’t stop himself.

[yurinaa-world]

Your probably busying doing other peoples requests but, could I request a Blade, Dan Heng, Jing Yuan and Sunday with a s/o who has heterochromia, but they hide it by using contact lens. But one day they accidentally loss their contact lens.

How would they react to seeing reader with two different eye colors?

𝒞𝒽𝒶𝓇𝒶𝒸𝓉𝑒𝓇𝓈: Blade, Dan Heng, Jing Yuan & Sunday x Gender-neutral reader

𝒮𝓎𝓃𝑜𝓅𝓈𝒾𝓈: with a s/o who has heterochromia, but you hide it by using contact lens

𝒲𝒶𝓇𝓃𝒾𝓃𝑔𝓈: Fluff, Spelling mistakes

𝐵𝓁𝒶𝒹𝑒 "𝑀𝑒𝓂𝒷𝑒𝓇 𝑜𝒻 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝒮𝓉𝑒𝓁𝓁𝒶𝓇𝑜𝓃 𝐻𝓊𝓃𝓉𝑒𝓇𝓈"

He’s seen the coloured contact lenses in your bathroom and the receipt in your trash but doesn’t question it since if you wanted to tell him, you would’ve. 

He took hints around your room and how awkward you act about your eyes whenever he stares at you without saying anything. (You’re very nervous thinking that he already noticed)

He shows up to your room unexpectedly, injured and in pain. When you open small gaps in the door only for him to force it open, now it’s awkward while you fix his injuries up in utter silence. 

─── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ───

You just kept your eyes down, not wanting to look him in the eye, even with a piece of your hair covering your eye. While cleaning up the wound on the side of his torso, gently wrapping bandages around the wound.

You feel his hand push your hair away from your face, making you completely freeze up. Quickly you tie the bandage, unsure what to do next or say. “Look at me.” You feel the hairs on your back rise. 

His thumb lands on the undereye of the different coloured one, feeling your throat go parched. “Do I look weird?…” 

“you look fine…” he mutters under his breath, his hand moves to go to the back of your head, softly bringing you forward, pressing his lips against yours, sloppy, urgent, usually it’s messy but now it seems desperate, you’re weren’t sure if this was because of his injury that was making head go crazy.

you weren’t sure if you should be doing this while he was injured, pulling away from him, both of you left breathless. He presses his forehead against your own, keeping eye contact with you and not wanting you to look away. 

“keep those eyes on me.”

𝒟𝒶𝓃 𝐻𝑒𝓃𝑔 "𝐼𝓂𝒷𝒾𝒷𝒾𝓉𝑜𝓇 𝐿𝓊𝓃𝒶𝑒"

He probably wouldn’t even know, he doesn’t like being invasive about your personal space, he has the mentality of “if I needed to know you would have told.” Otherwise, he’s taking blind whenever he sees something like coloured contact lenses in your room.

You’re both just in an awkward moment when he accidentally finds out. He doesn’t know what to do and neither do you.

He’s in a trance from your eyes until you get nervous and cover your face with your hands, frozen and unsure of what to do. 

─── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ───

You shriek loudly, piercing his ears while you cover your face with your hands, feeling yourself completely freeze; wanting to swallow up by the ground.

You hear him sutter on his words and unsure of what to say. “Are…you alright? Is your face hurt?” He was worried he hit your face, yet you refused to move your hands. 

“No, no, I’m perfectly fine”

“Are you sure? You're covering your face. Could I at least see if you’re alright”

You don’t budge in the slightest, which just causes him to worry that he did hurt you by accident. 

“Please?” 

You just give up, taking your hands away from your face. His eyes go wide, you have different coloured eyes and he wasn’t just making it up in his head, and they look beautiful.

“I’m fine…” you mutter, looking away from him. “Your eyes suit.” He coughed, looking away with blood rushing to his ears.

“You think.”

“Yes” 

𝒥𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝒴𝓊𝒶𝓃 "𝒯𝒽𝑒 𝒢𝑒𝓃𝑒𝓇𝒶𝓁 𝑜𝒻 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝒳𝒾𝒶𝓃𝓏𝒽𝑜𝓊 𝒞𝓁𝑜𝓊𝒹 𝒦𝓃𝒾𝑔𝒽𝓉𝓈"

Jing Yuan also knows, that even though you wear coloured contacts he can tell you’re a bit insecure about your eyes, that little detail is what used to figure it out. yet he doesn’t bother you with that, he won’t lose anything by not telling you, you’ll tell him or you’ll slip up.

He just catches you lacking one night, thinking he’s away for the night yet instead, he surprises you by hugging you from behind and seeing that cute shocked face and uncovering two different coloured eyes.

You look even prettier trying to explain yourself as if he wouldn’t love like this either <3

─── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ───

You couldn’t help but scream when you felt someone wrap their arms around you from behind, bringing your back against their chest.

 “Did I scare you that badly?” Jing Yuan just laughs at your reaction.

“Won’t you let me see your eyes?”

Your face loses all its colour, swiftly turning your head, with two different coloured wide eyes looking back at him. 

“It’s not what it looks like!” You sputter, feeling nervousness pool in your stomach.

“It’s like you think I’m enraged over a small little thing as this.” 

His hand cups your chin and squeezes your cheeks together to make you look like a little fish.

 He then lowers his head down and kisses your forehead. “If anything, these eyes suit you.” He smiles at you. 

“don’t hide from me next time.”

𝒮𝓊𝓃𝒹𝒶𝓎 "𝒯𝒽𝑒 𝐻𝑒𝒶𝒹 𝑜𝒻 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝒪𝒶𝓀 𝐹𝒶𝓂𝒾𝓁𝓎"

Sunday knows, he just chooses to wait for you to say something first. If you can’t say it first, why should he pressure and force you to say it? His approach is just waiting for you, or he’ll forever hold his peace.

Don’t get so shy when he finds out. Seeing your face turn away and not wanting to face him to see what kind of reaction he might have to you.

It doesn’t matter, he wants to see your pretty eyes up close so don’t look away. It would be a shame for him to miss this sight of you.

─── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ───

“Sunday, please don’t look at me like that.”

“Like what? Gazing at you with love? Why cover your eyes now.” Feeling your back hitting against the wall as he closes the distance between you, staring deep into your eyes. 

His hand goes to your chin and tilts your head up. “Your eyes are…quite the sight,” You feel your face burn up, blood rushing your cheeks and ears. 

“Why hide something as beautiful as your eyes? My love for you is eternal, I’ll love you no matter what you may look like.” 

Grabbing your hand and bringing it to his lips, kissing your knuckles “This is too much! You don’t need to do this.” He laughs softly and pulls you closer, wrapping you in his embrace 

“This is just an ounce of my love for you."

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“𝒴𝑜𝓊’𝓇𝑒 𝓇𝑒𝒶𝓁𝓁𝓎 𝒸𝓊𝓉𝑒 𝒶𝓈 𝒶 𝓀𝒾𝒹!”

💫𝒞𝒽𝒶𝓇𝒶𝒸𝓉𝑒𝓇𝓈: Jiaoqiu, Moze, Aventurine, & Sunday x Gender-Neutral reader

💫𝒮𝓎𝓃𝑜𝓅𝓈𝒾𝓈: he's turned into a kid?

💫𝒲𝒶𝓇𝓃𝒾𝓃𝑔𝓈: Fluff, & Spelling Mistakes

💫𝒥𝒾𝒶𝑜𝓆𝒾𝓊 "𝒯𝒽𝑒 𝐻𝑒𝒶𝓁𝑒𝓇 𝒻𝓇𝑜𝓂 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝒳𝒾𝒶𝓃𝓏𝒽𝑜𝓊 𝒴𝒶𝑜𝓆𝒾𝓃𝑔"

“Jiaoqiu, that's enough sweets for you.”

You're worried, truly. Jiaoqiu has this insane sweet tooth, at this rate, when he turns back into an adult his teeth will be black, sore, and full of cavities by then and of course, you’ll be to blame for being unable to resist his cuteness.

His tail sinks and his ears frown down whilst he sits on the stool with his head down in sadness while you lecture him about his health and give him restrictions. Child Jiaoqiu doesn’t know better at all, refusing to talk or do anything after this revelation came out. (he burns his mouth as an adult & numbs his moth as a kid, how ironic)

He thinks you’re just a jerk, ruining his fun and not having any kind of love for him left so he returns you the same attitude (even though you're doing it for his sake). Huffing while putting the candy on a tall cabinet. “Come on, Let's go get dinner.” you offered, after a sigh left your lips at the grimace look he had on yet even with this offer he refused, snapping his head to the side and not even looking back. 

“I’m not going, not unless you give me my candy back.”

Well, you can see his eyes shifting to the side, seeing if you cared enough to listen to his little demands of wanting Cavities and landing himself in a Yaoqing local dentist's office because of your weakness for his pleads. BUT, not this time, no way are you letting him have his way.

“Jiaoqiu,” you mumbled his name as you walked over to him, your tall figure looming over him, casting a shadow which even caused him to be frightened. Staring back up with doe eyes before shutting them the instant you raised your hand.

“Stop it!” he wined, feeling your finger gently pinch and pull at his ear in discipline, while you grinned down at him before your other hand went to touch his stomach which caused him to jerk back a little. 

“You better be grateful that I love you so much or else I would have let you riot your stomach away with those sweets.”

💫𝑀𝑜𝓏𝑒 “𝒮𝒽𝒶𝒹𝑜𝓌 𝒢𝓊𝒶𝓇𝒹 𝑜𝒻 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝒳𝒾𝒶𝓃𝓏𝒽𝑜𝓊 𝒴𝒶𝑜𝓆𝒾𝓃𝑔”

He looked so cute! His little form hiding in the corner while glaring at you with such weary, that you might just shatter from it. He looked so cute as a kid! But Moze turning into a little kid wasn’t what you expected but here you are, sitting a bit far from the corner, and refusing to leave him.

His one arm had bandages on it, several bandaids everywhere, along with cloth taped onto his cheek. A sad appearance that an ordinary child shouldn’t have but it’s Moze and you already have an idea of what kind of life he’s lived.

Smiling at him every time he moves his head up to look up at you, which causes him to just glare and lay his face back onto the knees he’s brought close to his chest.

“Your smile makes you look stupid,” he mumbled the sound of his voice slightly muffled by his knees.

Wow…you can’t help but be left speechless by his words, Moze had never once insulted you—in his words, he would rather die than do something like that. Yet with this predicament he’s in, you’ll let it go (and his cute face).

“Does it make me seem less threatening to you?”

“Don’t think I’ve let my guard down, it’s always the idiots that are most threatening.” He begins going on a rant, you’re not even sure what he’s going on about but it’s just like any other kid with a hyper fixation on things, and he’s prepared to scare you on everything.

“It’s known that you should never suck the poison out of a wound with your mouth….”

It just gives you an opening to get closer to him.

Like a snake in the bushes, you get close enough to the corner, trapping him there. He let his guard down! Clenching his teeth waiting for your next action and thinking how he’ll counter it if he could.

“You're so cute, Moze!” You gush, wrapping your arms around his neck while rubbing your cheek against his and giving him loving kisses all over his face. He’s in complete shock, eyes wide with his mouth agape while his body freezes at your actions.

“I could just take you away!”

your approach is odd...It must be love bombing! people like you don’t exist and like a fool stated your reason! Wait you’re taking it a bit too far! Stop smothering his face with kisses!

💫𝒜𝓋𝑒𝓃𝓉𝓊𝓇𝒾𝓃𝑒 "𝒯𝒽𝑒 𝒮𝑒𝓃𝒾𝑜𝓇 𝑀𝒶𝓃𝒶𝑔𝑒𝓇 𝑜𝒻 𝐼𝒫𝒞 𝒮𝓉𝓇𝒶𝓉𝑒𝑔𝒾𝒸 𝐼𝓃𝓋𝑒𝓈𝓉𝓂𝑒𝓃𝓉 𝒟𝑒𝓅𝒶𝓇𝓉𝓂𝑒𝓃𝓉”

“It’s so cold.”

He was adorable, his beautiful eyes had so much life to them, cute face, he wore rags for clothes while hugging his shivering body to keep himself warm in some way, which broke your heart.

 “Is it cold? wait for a second!” You immediately run to get a blanket to warm him up with, wrapping it around him and making sure no air gets in. Watching him still shiver in the blanket, it would take time for him to even warm up in the first place, Yet you hear his sniffles and slight whines.

Which causes you to do the only thing you can.

Firmly holding Aventurine close to you, having him in your lap, you hugged him very close as if he would slip away. Taking your hand and touching his smaller ones, the cold flesh made you shiver as well, like a shock when you first touched, both of your body temperatures clashed.

He enjoyed it while you shivered.

“Do you feel less cold now?” You smile at him, watching him hold your hand close to his body so he can feel the heat more.

“It feels so nice. Thank you.”

He smiled back at you, and your smile got wider, feeling the connection between the two of you. Watching his eyes quickly begin to droop, sleep taking him away while keeping him in your lap, and gently caressing his head.

“I’ll take care until you turn back, even if it takes forever.”

💫𝒮𝓊𝓃𝒹𝒶𝓎 "𝒯𝒽𝑒 𝐻𝑒𝒶𝒹 𝑜𝒻 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝒪𝒶𝓀 𝐹𝒶𝓂𝒾𝓁𝓎"

Watching little Sunday gush over a simple picture book you had lying around, looking at it with stars in his eyes, and going “ah” or “oooh” while his wings flipped when tiny twists happened in the story. It's too cute! It's good that he took a day off but not when he was turned into a little kid! And it’s not like you can make him go to work like this, can you?

“On Friday he ate through five oranges, but he was still hungry.” he reads, a confused expression plaguing his face, while he takes in the words

“He eats so much? (Name), do you know why he eats so much?” 

His question might’ve just gone in one ear and out the other, watching his confused expression while his wings flapped, It’s too cute! 

Normal Sunday is always to control himself in every situation, never letting himself go in front of anyone else but you and his wings are a big part which causes him to restrain himself to the fullest extent.

The second he sees you staring at his wings for a tad bit longer than you should have, his cheeks turn a rosy pink color—feeling insecure about your gaze on him, his hands going to his wings, gently touching the feather while shifting his gaze to the side in pure embarrassment.

“Is there something wrong with my wings? Are they ugly?” He moped, which made you immediately reassure him. “Of course not! You're so adorable in every way!” you sputtered, trying your best to make him feel better, which made you calm down when his expression twisted into a gleeful expression.

“Really you think so?” he chirped, losing his attention from the book he was reading, it seemed like he wanted to hear more sugary compliments.

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Sampo, Jing Yuan, Ratio and Gepard got body swap with female reader

"𝒲𝒽𝒶𝓉 𝒶𝓇𝑒 𝓎𝑜𝓊 𝒹𝑜𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝒾𝓃 𝓂𝓎 𝒷𝑜𝒹𝓎?!"

💫𝒞𝒽𝒶𝓇𝒶𝒸𝓉𝑒𝓇𝓈: Sampo, Jing Yuan, Ratio and Gepard

💫𝒮𝓎𝓃𝑜𝓅𝓈𝒾𝓈: Body Swap?!

💫𝒲𝒶𝓇𝓃𝒾𝓃𝑔𝓈: Fluff, & Spelling Mistakes

💫𝒩𝑜𝓉𝑒𝓈: Sorry Im not posting too much, I've got so much work 😔

💫𝒮𝒶𝓂𝓅𝑜 𝒦𝑜𝓈𝓀𝒾 "𝒯𝒽𝑒 𝒮𝒾𝓁𝓋𝑒𝓇-𝒯𝑜𝓃𝑔𝓊𝑒𝒹 𝒮𝒶𝓁𝑒𝓈𝓂𝒶𝓃"

This had to be some kind of nightmare, you shouldn’t have trusted Sampo at all, especially fighting a monster no less. Each breath you took felt like burning to your lungs while sharp pain hit your stomach.

Sampo, like the bastard he is, swoops in at the last second to take your glory, just to call it “teamwork.” Yet what both didn’t expect was the monster to explode and be sprayed like a fountain of gunk on both of your bodies, disgusting. Only to flicker your eyelids open to find a white-liquid-covered self staring back? Wait what’s happening?! 

Sampo doesn’t seem as freaked out as you do, honestly, he might just be enjoying this a tad bit too much, staring at anything that reflects your body, or saying things in your voice that you would never say! 

Yet, you’ll have to clean the gunk on your bodies soon. But that’s where the problem lies, it’s all Sampos fault.

It's funny, how you both stand in the bathroom, having a staring contest because you refuse to let him get in there, who knows what kinds of creepy things he’ll think about having all that “free access” To your body gives you the shivers. Your towel is wrapped around your chest even in Sampo’s body while he’s wrapped in a towel, note that it’s very loosely around your body as if it will fall off from a small gust of wind.

“You distrust me with your body that much? I thought we were close…”

No way this is going to work on you, not when your dignity is on the line.

“Not in the slightest do I trust you.”

“That’s just cruel, there’s gunk in my hair and there’s no way I’m spending my entire night smelling as if I’m from the streets.”

He was right, it’s not like you can avoid showering or he can either. The shower has been going in the background the whole time—it would be a waste of the already high water bill.

So the compromise is showering together, but you're pressed very close to each other, your chest against his—after all, he doesn’t want you to see his family jewels either…it feels weird holding yourself… so close, especially when it’s Sampo doing far too much while in your body.

“You call me a pervert but here you are…” you would never say that, never say in a tone like that, you would never make that expression…his hand goes to wrap itself around the back of your head, leaning down to only get the view of your face.

“Don’t…”

He was far too close, so close that you knew what he was thinking in that brain of his. Even when you tried to pull away he only pressed your foreheads together. “It’s just a secret deal between us,” He whispers in your voice, it feels weird looking at your face while in Sampo's body.

“Close your eyes.”

His lips still envelope your own, he made you experience from the outside in your body yet you, on the other hand, make him laugh with those shy, cheeks dusted with pink on your face.

“See, it doesn't feel so bad.”

The hand of your body lands on your chest while Sampo speaks through your voice in a sing-songy tone, which only gives shivers down your spine. “Don’t look down,”

💫𝒥𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝒴𝓊𝒶𝓃 "𝒯𝒽𝑒 𝒢𝑒𝓃𝑒𝓇𝒶𝓁 𝑜𝒻 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝒳𝒾𝒶𝓃𝓏𝒽𝑜𝓊 𝒞𝓁𝑜𝓊𝒹 𝒦𝓃𝒾𝑔𝒽𝓉𝓈"

“Jing yuan! Could stop lazing around! I think I might die if this continues!”

You couldn’t last another day like this. Playing general while he lazed around in yours, is the worse! Honestly, you might just get charged with impersonation of The General of the Loufu. It’s bad that even Yanqing noticed the change and has been looking at you funny.

You're still determining how it happened. Like a blur in your memory, but you want out! Like right this instant! But again, Jing Yuan is having a relaxed time in your body, as if he’d already retired from being General. Laying in your shared bed, while wearing loose sleeping attire he would usually wear in his body.

It was too big for your body, falling down your shoulder, and buttons on the bottom of the shirt opened up showing your stomach. Yet all of this went over his head, does it matter what he’s wearing not as if he’s ever left the house looking like that, so no need to worry about your dignity. Just lay beside him and tell him your worries.

“Yanqing is always looking at me funny, I might be charged with impersonation soon! What will I do then!” you complain staring at the ceiling with vain on popping from your forehead. An expression that he would never wear but it’s funny watching you freak while he lays on the side, listening to complaints about your day as him.

“You worry too much, nothing will happen,” he chuckles,  “It must have been lonely without me right? I was feeling so alone in this house without you,” he mutters, pushing his body up with a soft grunt escaping from his lips. His face right against your own, funny, how you’ve switched places, him pleading for your attention. Things don't change.

Always thinking about affection even if your bodies switched, what difference does the feeling make? You still have that blush while he grins down at you, before stealing your lips for a taste, a little mishap won’t stop him from loving you.

💫𝒱𝑒𝓇𝒾𝓉𝒶𝓈 𝑅𝒶𝓉𝒾𝑜 "𝑀𝑒𝓂𝒷𝑒𝓇 𝑜𝒻 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝐼𝓃𝓉𝑒𝓁𝓁𝒾𝑔𝑒𝓃𝓉𝓈𝒾𝒶 𝒢𝓊𝒾𝓁𝒹"

“Looks like I’ve overpowered you this time, veritas.”

You seem to be having far too much fun with his body, far too much, looks like for the first time in your life you’ve actually “overpowered” him, in his body (not much of an achievement in life if you ask him). That smug expression you always make doesn’t suit the curvatures of his face in slightly. He would never act like that.

A scoff leaves his lips, crossing his arm, staring up at you with an intense gaze (that doesn’t suit you either) while you have him caged against the wall. He must commend you since you finally recreated a scene out of a romance novel under your current circumstances, you’ve probably been waiting to strike.

Yet even now, it seems like he’s overpowered you, giving you no satisfaction to your delusions. A scoff leaves his lips, well, your body's lips? Clicking his tongue while he’s at it. “You disappoint me with cheap tricks.” He mutters in your voice, staring at you like that, it’s bad that you can’t help but falter even though it’s coming to your body.

“Can’t you play along for once?!” You groan, feeling the awkwardness of his self-awareness. Completely letting go of your act just to complain about his unwillingness.  You truly are enjoying your time, so why doesn’t he as well? Even someone like you has advantages when it comes to your body.

After all, it isn’t all about strength, just a couple of cheap tricks (but it’s fine since it’s your body, so not too out of character). Watching you just roughly scratch the top of his head, ruffling the hair of his body. He just does the same thing you had done to him.

Pressing you against the wall, while his hand is beside your shoulder. Honestly, to anyone else, they would laugh hard at the sight of THE Dr. Ratio getting pinned against the wall as if it were a scene out of a romance novel.

“Veritas—“

“You talk too much, with such ignorance in your tone of voice.”

“Veritas! You put the shivers down my spine, seriously how did you do that in my body!?” You shriek like some kind of fan girl at a concert, just makes him frown at how you’re acting.

“Enough of this, are you even listening?”

💫𝒢𝑒𝓅𝒶𝓇𝒹 𝐿𝒶𝓃𝒹𝒶𝓊 "𝒞𝒶𝓅𝓉𝒶𝒾𝓃 𝑜𝒻 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝒮𝒾𝓁𝓋𝑒𝓇𝓂𝒶𝓃𝑒 𝒢𝓊𝒶𝓇𝒹𝓈"

“I'm so sorry, I can’t!”

He can’t do this to you. Not when he’s in your body and you can’t do the same to him either. Both of you are a complete mess from the frozen dirt and snow, which is why you're like this right now, clothes wet (even after wearing so many layers), bodies cold (just asking to get sick), and both of you flustered because a body switch. 

Just looking at each other with red blush on your cheeks; your clothes soaked to the brim with cold water dripping down. You both have to take a shower, or you both are waiting to get sick. He feels it’s wrong to undress himself in your body, he can’t do that to a lady! He’s some kind of creep! 

“You can’t just stay like that, or else you’ll get sick,” you mutter with the same embarrassing mindset he’s carrying, your hands going to the shirt buttons of your body, he instantly snatched his head to the side, feeling the welt cloth shirt slowly whisks off his body leaving him shiver in the cold. He can’t force himself to look to the front. Not when your body has the top left on.

“Can you help me take off my shirt?” you breathed, feeling your ears and face get unbearable hot even when you were drenched in cold water. He kept his head high, not looking down for even a second when the hands of your body gently unbuttoned his shirt while your eyes shifted while gazing into his eyes, which made things worse for the both of you.

You could hear his breath hitch at a moment like this, the eye contact looked much, even in his body your eyes still told him what you were feeling, right now it was a bad thing, he felt his heart skip a beat.

“I won’t look anywhere but your eyes,” he reassures you once more.

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Hi hello! I love your writing!!

Could I request Aventurine, Ratio, Jiaoqiu, and Boothill with an s/o whose love language is bitting?

"𝑅𝒶𝓏𝑜𝓇 𝓈𝒽𝒶𝓇𝓅 𝓉𝑒𝑒𝓉𝒽"

💫𝒞𝒽𝒶𝓇𝒶𝒸𝓉𝑒𝓇𝓈: Aventurine, Veritas Ratio, Jiaoqiu, & Boothill x Gender-Neutral

💫𝒮𝓎𝓃𝑜𝓅𝓈𝒾𝓈: with a s/o whose love language is biting

💫𝒲𝒶𝓇𝓃𝒾𝓃𝑔𝓈: Fluff, & Spelling Mistakes

💫𝒜𝓋𝑒𝓃𝓉𝓊𝓇𝒾𝓃𝑒 "𝒯𝒽𝑒 𝒮𝑒𝓃𝒾𝑜𝓇 𝑀𝒶𝓃𝒶𝑔𝑒𝓇 𝑜𝒻 𝐼𝒫𝒞 𝒮𝓉𝓇𝒶𝓉𝑒𝑔𝒾𝒸 𝐼𝓃𝓋𝑒𝓈𝓉𝓂𝑒𝓃𝓉 𝒟𝑒𝓅𝒶𝓇𝓉𝓂𝑒𝓃𝓉"

He’s a romantic guy, words and actions alike, and loves anything you give him but biting was something he didn’t expect at all. Some people have this idea of branding someone with bite marks but you just do it out of your love, that reason alone makes him want all that love since he's a greedy gambler.

Come on, how about he pays you back for it? Forget jewelry this time, how about he returns your love the same way? 

Since you get so joyful when you do it to him, what kind of reaction will you have, flustered? Shocked? Maybe a pretty smile on your face? Who knows until he finds out?

─── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ───

“Why so nervous? I'm only returning the favour.”

He's crazy not know why you're so nervous, eyes wide and mouth agape, his face was just inches away from your own. He loved seeing that look on you, it was better than any other expression you could ever make. 

Even better when he leaned into your neck, shrieking the second you felt his teeth nipping into your next.

Before fully sinking his teeth into your neck, leaving a dark red blemish on your skin. It’s absolutely cute! now you're both matching. Forget about matching jewelry or matching tattoos on each other's skin, this was better.

“We’re the only ones matching now.”

💫𝒱𝑒𝓇𝒾𝓉𝒶𝓈 𝑅𝒶𝓉𝒾𝑜 "𝑀𝑒𝓂𝒷𝑒𝓇 𝑜𝒻 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝐼𝓃𝓉𝑒𝓁𝓁𝒾𝑔𝑒𝓃𝓉𝓈𝒾𝒶 𝒢𝓊𝒾𝓁𝒹

He can’t help but lecture you about those things, and open your mouth as well, who knows you might have damaged your teeth from the obsession you have with biting people (him). Horrified when you first bit him, only until you explained it to him that he understood your nonsense but at the same not really…

But he can’t stop you from loving him, can he? Seeing that happy smile on your face when you lean in to bite him on the neck, the blood rushing to his ear while he hides his face with his book.

 Lecturing again but failing since you won’t listen, what will he do with you? Seeing that loving look on your face even when he lectures you he ends up just taking whatever you give me

─── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ───

“Veritas.”

He hears the giddiness in your voice as you poke his shoulder to get his attention off his book onto you, yet to no surprise he already knew what you wanted, a nice chomp on his cheek as usual, he always lectures you about the harm that can come from yet you refuse to listen using the words: “I’m just showing how I love you.” 

“No.” 

And as usual, He shuts you down immediately, not even looking your way which just makes you frown—which is your second tactic, to make him feel bad that he let you do it and if that doesn’t work then onto the third one, guilt-tripping.

“You don’t want my love, do you hate it?”

Shutting his book so fast you could still hear the slam echoing from the walls, staring at you with a determined look in his eyes, at the same time filled with love. “Ridiculous, I would rip my heart from my chest for you just to have the essence of your love.” He speaks blankly as if speaking scientific facts without hesitation or fear.

“If you love me that much, would you let me bite your cheek?” you suggested clasping your hands together as if you were some kind of beggar—you were acting like one—he was staring back at you with the most deadpan look you had ever seen before “You compare my heart to biting?”

“No, but you did say you’d rip out your heart for the essence of my love.” he cocks his brow before sighing at you, putting his book aside, giving you a chance to bite him willfully. You grin so happily at his words of acceptance, leaning in to gently leave a bite on his cheek as if he were dessert sold in the best restaurant in Penacony. 

“Happy now?” 

The tips of his ears were sooo red! He loves to much to stop you.

💫𝒥𝒾𝒶𝑜𝓆𝒾𝓊 "𝒯𝒽𝑒 𝐻𝑒𝒶𝓁𝑒𝓇 𝒻𝓇𝑜𝓂 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝒳𝒾𝒶𝓃𝓏𝒽𝑜𝓊 𝒴𝒶𝑜𝓆𝒾𝓃𝑔"

He’s a victim, you’ve made him a victim with your love. At least do something with your teeth, maybe try his cooking, sinking your teeth into his cooking instead of engraving in his skin, leaving such marks that make people look at him funny.

He can’t forget how you love biting his ear—though you’re always gentle with it, like your teeth just graze his teeth, only to close in a little to make it feel like you're biting but it’s always so gentle, instead of pain he could feel the blood rush to his face, hiding behind his fan

Don’t act as if you weren’t the reason he’s like this. Since you like to bite so much, did you know that it’s customary for people to leave bites on their lovers in the Yaoqing, why doesn’t he do the same to you as well? 

─── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ───

He finally can relax after a long day—he feels his sore body still in pain while sitting down, collar unbuttoned to reveal several bite marks left all over his neck by you. The whole day he couldn’t even dare to think of unbuttoning his collar until he was alone, if anyone saw they would be utterly speechless, and he wouldn’t blame them for what their imaginations would lead them to.

“Jiaoqiu,” 

As if on cue you showed up as if you were reading his mind.

Your gentle voice rang through his ears from behind, wrapping your arms around his neck, before gently grazing his ear with the edge of your teeth, closing down ever-so-gently, like a little mouse in your palms with how easily you left much so flustered over something so small, he can’t help but want to pay back, repaying the love you give the same way. “You’re not too tired, are you?” you worried, acting so concerned for him when you see his ears go flat.

“I’m fine,” sighing in your arms, gently taking your arm around him and biting you gently back. “But I’m starting to get tired from all that teasing from you,” he mutters, turning his head back just to grab the back of your head, and pull you down to chomp down on the skin of your neck. 

“...Jiaoqiu.” you groaned his name, feeling the slight sting from his bite as if he were a vampire instead of a healer, drawing back to open his eyes—the slight of his teeth engraved into your neck made his smile wider, it suited you better then it did him, along with that flustered expression as well.

“Just returning the favour to you. And it suits you quite well.”

💫𝐵𝑜𝑜𝓉𝒽𝒾𝓁𝓁 "𝑀𝑒𝓂𝒷𝑒𝓇 𝑜𝒻 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝒢𝒶𝓁𝒶𝓍𝓎 𝑅𝒶𝓃𝑔𝑒𝓇𝓈"

You're shattering your teeth if you try any part of his body, like I mean you’re chipping or cracking your teeth for sure and he just laughs at your face when you cover your mouth, whining and complaining about the pain. So you're just getting veneers unless it's his face you're biting.

He’s completely touch starved, he’ll take anything you give him affectionately even the bitting, like he just loves it so much, sucks his face is the only place you can bite.

Imagen bitting his face out of nowhere, he just freezes, feeling your teeth dig into his cheek as if you were some kind of a monster, leaving teeth indented into his cheek. Before he just starts smiling like an idiot, you know what! He’s going to show his love too! Let him bite your pretty self.

─── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ───

You just couldn’t resist from just chomping down on his cheek as if his cheeks were like brownies, there wasn't a taste or anything but it just felt nice doing so, even when you left back to find a boothill open mouth and confused that staring back at you with teeth marks into the skin of his cheek.

When you smile back at him with your pretty smile, he can’t help but get in a giddy mood, a cheeky grin placed on his lips as if you had kissed him—but that just might be his every reaction when you show him some of your love.

 ”Now we’re speaking my mother fudging language.”

The expression on his face looked like crazy murderer and lovesick madman mixed—impressive that he was able to do that so naturally—you could hear his gears grinding so fast, maybe even the fans speeding up as well. He looked like he was going jump you, which isn’t too far from what happens in the next moments.

Leaping towards you, pushing you down on the ground, with a large grin on his face—his sharp shark-like teeth, you probably see your face reflecting from it. Just feeling the sharp sting on your cheek, his sharp teeth just teeth unusual dark red engraved into your cheek, leaving you whining and complaining at the pain.

“You know how much that hurts!”

“I was just shownin’ my love, just like you.”

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Idk if u did this but... I would like to request how Aventurine, Jiaoqiu, Dr. Ratio and Sunday would be in aftercare... 👀👉🏻👈🏻

"𝒫𝑜𝓇𝒸𝑒𝓁𝒶𝒾𝓃 𝒢𝓁𝒶𝓈𝓈"

💫𝒞𝒽𝒶𝓇𝒶𝒸𝓉𝑒𝓇𝓈: Aventurine, Jiaoqiu, Veritas Ratio, & Sunday x Gender-Neutral reader

💫𝒮𝓎𝓃𝑜𝓅𝓈𝒾𝓈: how would they be in aftercare

💫𝒲𝒶𝓇𝓃𝒾𝓃𝑔𝓈: Fluff, Suggestive(We're going into wild territory), & Spelling Mistakes

💫𝒜𝓋𝑒𝓃𝓉𝓊𝓇𝒾𝓃𝑒 "𝒯𝒽𝑒 𝒮𝑒𝓃𝒾𝑜𝓇 𝑀𝒶𝓃𝒶𝑔𝑒𝓇 𝑜𝒻 𝐼𝒫𝒞 𝒮𝓉𝓇𝒶𝓉𝑒𝑔𝒾𝒸 𝐼𝓃𝓋𝑒𝓈𝓉𝓂𝑒𝓃𝓉 𝒟𝑒𝓅𝒶𝓇𝓉𝓂𝑒𝓃𝓉"

Okay, that depends on how vulnerable he was feeling before, what I mean is he wasn’t vulnerable with you then I like to imagine: he’s taking care of you because your lower half (and upper half) is pretty much out of it.

 He got things done quickly, so it’s just your body wrapped in a blanket, while he lays beside you since you didn’t want him to leave or move, clinging onto him while he teases while lovingly looking at your face as you go in and go to sleep.

If he were vulnerable with you (rare days that happens), then it would be more emotional afterwards, both of you are just exhausted. He usually keeps a face but just with his tired eyes looking down at you, who was already asleep.

He can’t help but want to be in the warmth of your body, just bury his face against your sleeping body and lose himself to sleep.

─── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ───

“Didn't you say you were tired? Now you're clinging onto me so tightly.” 

You looked so pretty like this, body all tuckered and sore wrapped in the softest blanket, hair messy—covering your eyes yet you were too tired to even push away the hair from your face, but he can’t forget that cute expression plastered on your face, looking up at him with sleepy eyes and weakly intertwined his fingers with yours—your hold on him wasn’t tight at all like he was trying to make it out to be.

“I didn’t want you to leave..”

how clingy, he loves every second—just gazing at you always makes him go soft, he always takes hold of this moment and keeps it forever. 

Your tired voice makes his heart jump at the sound of it, like a symphony played under the moonlight. his other hand gently rubs the top of your head. 

“So adorable, how lucky can I be?” He praised, moving the strands in front of your face to the side, a better view of your pretty face. You were tempting him badly like you could hypnotize him without even meaning to.

 “You really are my worst addiction,” he tongue clicks, leaning down till you’re inches away from each other, even when you try to lean to take a kiss for yourself, yet he stops you, only to kiss you on the forehead. He chuckles at your disappointment that it was just a kiss on the forehead. 

“Go to sleep”

💫𝒥𝒾𝒶𝑜𝓆𝒾𝓊 "𝒯𝒽𝑒 𝐻𝑒𝒶𝓁𝑒𝓇 𝒻𝓇𝑜𝓂 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝒳𝒾𝒶𝓃𝓏𝒽𝑜𝓊 𝒴𝒶𝑜𝓆𝒾𝓃𝑔"

He’s prepared, he’s got everything ready before you start anything. He’s got you sitting, laying your side against him while he’s got his tail wrapped around your body while trying to make you take some medicine to help with terrible pain in the morning.

After making sure you're alright, he gets clingy with you, holding you close to him—he twitches as you sluggishly gently rub his tail, he can’t help but for his ear to twitch and flicker, you just have to tease him about his clinginess even though you’re exhausted.

He can’t help but go a little red in the face, while gently cleaning you off with a soft cloth, cleaning off your body—maybe paying attention to your neck a tad bit too much.

He wants to stay like this, he may be a healer, and his top priority is taking care of others but may he be selfish for wanting to stay like this forever and not let you go? Yes? He found this soft moment with just the best. Just watching you slowly fall asleep, he wants to stay up to admire more but can feel sleep also take him over.

─── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ───

“At least try to drink the water, even if you're tired, I don’t want you to be sick.” he chides, pulling your exhausted body to sit better upright, while holding a glass of water in his unoccupied, groaning as your shaky hand take the glass of water from his hand—his tail and other arm was still wrapped around you to help with balance.

The warm water, dripping down your dry throat—as if you were stuck in the desert with a drop of water—the warm water doesn't hit the back of your throat like you want it to. 

“It’s so warm,” you complained, You feel your throat just close up more at the taste of it, while he just sighed at those words before just popping a pill into your mouth. It’s the best way to make your throat feel better.

“warm water is very beneficial for the throat even if it may not feel good to drink.” 

 taking the glass of water away from you which just causes you to slump back more, he just takes this chance to start cleaning you off with a soft cloth, cleaning your neck off, he can’t help but stop at some marks and pay a bit more attention to them, his fingers putting pressure on it.

Seeing you shake and muffled whines leave your throat as if he was torturing you.

“Jiaoqiu, please…” 

He choked on his spit at the sound of your stutter of his name, his tail and ears immediately twitched. The blood rushed to his face, you know how to make him red in the face without even trying to.

He just can’t help but tease you a bit more by touching a couple—putting pressure on them, he’s going to enjoy this moment with you like this.

💫𝒱𝑒𝓇𝒾𝓉𝒶𝓈 𝑅𝒶𝓉𝒾𝑜 "𝑀𝑒𝓂𝒷𝑒𝓇 𝑜𝒻 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝐼𝓃𝓉𝑒𝓁𝓁𝒾𝑔𝑒𝓃𝓉𝓈𝒾𝒶 𝒢𝓊𝒾𝓁𝒹"

His muscles aren’t just for show, they are real both in and out of bed. He’s gentle with you of course, he knows you're a deer stuck in headlights because of how you are incoherent right now, your body just covered in marks while you groan in pain every time you even think about moving.

He ends up carried to the bathtub, with a plethora of tired complaints leaving your horse throat. You were too tired to even take a bath with him, but no, hygiene over sleep any day, he cares about your health, it’s not like he’s going to let you drown, he’ll be there for your safety.

Have you lying your back against his chest while your brain isn’t exactly fully there—it’s probably still melted—while veritas just washes your back for you? You complain a lot, it’s like you want to catch something nasty for fun.

He’s loving you the whole time, he has to admit that seeing you tired, slumped against his chest and eyes hooded staring back at him, he finds it adorable. Only for you to move your position and fall asleep—he’ll have to bring you out himself.

─── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ───

“M’ tired.”

To say you were exhausted was an understatement, you feel your body become jello, and your back is just killing you, but Veritas cares about health more than anything which is why he won’t let you lay against to at least get some shut-eye. Your horse voice doesn’t stop for a second to not voice your exhaustion, you just lean back anyway, treating him as if his chest was a pillow.

“Many negative side effects can come from sleeping in a bathtub, I would rather you not drown.” He gently shakes you awake, making you groan, before just pushing you forward, off his chest, leaving a gap between you two. 

Turning your head back at him with an annoyed look—seriously you feel like you’re going to pass out, if he’s that worried he carries you out like he did when he brought you in.

He just sighs at your expression, feeling slightly bad. “Stay still” you hear murmurs. you feel a cold foamy liquid touching your back. “Why bother to scrub—” You stop yourself from finishing your sentence at the gentle scrubbing his hands were doing, it was very nice, it felt like a mountain was taken off your shoulders.

his hand goes to your tense shoulders, easing out the nasty knots that were in your shoulders—all while you groan and suck in your breath at the relief, those sounds you make aren’t that unfamiliar to him. Once he’s pulled his arms away from your shoulders, making you more relaxed (truthfully it makes you more tired). 

“Now I'm just more tired.” 

Veritas frowned, taking your words seriously and pouring water on the top of your head, instead of your shoulders. At this point, you don’t care at all. Leaning back against his chest—closing up the gap between you—he can deal with the consequences of his actions.

 “I’ve already told—”

“I’m too tired…you left me like this so deal with it.”

💫𝒮𝓊𝓃𝒹𝒶𝓎 "𝒯𝒽𝑒 𝐻𝑒𝒶𝒹 𝑜𝒻 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝒪𝒶𝓀 𝐹𝒶𝓂𝒾𝓁𝓎"

He already has everything prepared no matter where or when, the maids have already prepared a bath, water, and anything else you would need afterward, he tries to make sure you are alright, complementing and praising you while your face is buried in his neck and his arms tightly around your body.

Comforting you more by gently rubbing your sore skin, feeling a little bad when you whine at the sore feeling from the marks engraved into your gentle skin, it’s like he was a vampire…

Trying to tempt you into drinking some water even if you’re dazed and completely out of your mind. He even tries to persuade you to at least take a bath, he knows you are tired but he can’t have you be messy in the morning, yet that’s not what you want, you just don’t want to move.

─── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ───

“You did well.”

One of many sugar-drenched words he spoke into your ears, it was all you heard from him along with the featherlight touches from his nimble fingers, caressing your back—circling over marks inscribed into your soft skin as if you were his majestic canvas. 

You on the other hand were befuddled, sucking in your breath at the feeling of his fingers while you buried your face in his neck—feeling his wings gently flicker against your face.

“Sunday…”

“You should drink some water,”

The harmony left from your mouth—which is your voice, sounding lost and completely out of it, denying his offer with a gentle squeeze on his shoulder. “Maybe a bath instead? I don’t want you to be messy.” He hummed, gently pulling you back to get a look at the pretty face you’ve been hiding in his neck.

“I don’t want to.”

Your expression turns from relaxed to slightly annoyed, leaning into his neck—as if you were trying to escape from the cold. Yet he disproves this, he can’t leave you like this, not with you’re body in a state like this before going to bed, you don’t know how painful it might be in the morning.

“This won’t do, I’ll bathe with you if you don’t want to be alone.”

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"𝑅𝑒𝓅𝓊𝓃𝓏𝑒𝓁 𝑅𝑒𝓅𝓊𝓃𝓏𝑒𝓁 𝐿𝑒𝓉 𝒟𝑜𝓌𝓃 𝒴𝑜𝓊𝓇 𝐻𝒶𝒾𝓇"

💫𝒞𝒽𝒶𝓇𝒶𝒸𝓉𝑒𝓇𝓈: Moze, Jing Yuan, Aventurine, & Blade x Gender-Neutral reader

💫𝒮𝓎𝓃𝑜𝓅𝓈𝒾𝓈: His hair is something else

💫𝒲𝒶𝓇𝓃𝒾𝓃𝑔𝓈: Fluff, & Spelling Mistakes

💫𝑀𝑜𝓏𝑒 “𝒮𝒽𝒶𝒹𝑜𝓌 𝒢𝓊𝒶𝓇𝒹 𝑜𝒻 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝒳𝒾𝒶𝓃𝓏𝒽𝑜𝓊 𝒴𝒶𝑜𝓆𝒾𝓃𝑔”

A shadow guard like Moze has no time to take care of himself, which truly does explain the texture of his hair, rough and slightly tangled—because he never took care of it, has a lot of split ends with how his hair was styled and cut, it’s horrendous. 

He doesn’t have time to care about outside appearances and you usually can’t catch him on a day off to take care of his body properly until he (unlucky) gets injured and gets sent home, acting shameful and wishing he did things differently as if he got suspended from school. But you think this is positive since now he should take his “day off” and take care of himself.

Since he’s spending it with you, he’ll accept his situation. “See now you’re hair feels nice,” you complimented, scratching his scalp with your fingers, while you sat on the bed and had him sitting on the ground; his arm around your calf, pressing the side of his face against your knee. He may have been injured, but at least he can enjoy every part of your body, even your legs. “Doesn’t it feel nice when finally take care of hair?”

“Mhm,” He hummed. forget his hair, the feeling of you is way better to him. It might just be his only bliss. His hair was usually dry and unkept, like a quick comb (if he was lucky) and getting out there. (He would try to fix it up when going to see you, like running his hands slightly through it—just making him look like a total goof). 

Such rugged and matted feeling to it, yet it never bothered him when it was in his face, you always chided him about personal care, and he tried to listen, he truly did but his life had always been like this before you fell into his life. Old habits just die hard.

“Moze, move, I need to dry your hair.” Gently tapping him so he could move off your leg so you could dry his hair, yet he refused, he wanted to stay in this position for a little longer, but for the first time in a long time, he’s let his guard down.

“Forget it.”

💫𝒥𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝒴𝓊𝒶𝓃 "𝒯𝒽𝑒 𝒢𝑒𝓃𝑒𝓇𝒶𝓁 𝑜𝒻 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝒳𝒾𝒶𝓃𝓏𝒽𝑜𝓊 𝒞𝓁𝑜𝓊𝒹 𝒦𝓃𝒾𝑔𝒽𝓉𝓈"

His hair is slightly messy when he puts it down from that ponytail he wears every day, his hair has been cut in several different layers which has just caused a complete mess when it’s put down. You needed a closer look at it, just curious, which he doesn’t mind at all, just keep running those pretty fingers like a lullaby being sung to a child and he won’t complain.

There may be a few tangles here and there, yet his hair was soft. The odd thing is, there are always birds popping in and out of that white nest that he calls his hair so you didn’t expect it to feel so good! 

“Seems like you’re having fun, yet try to be a little gentle with me.” 

That tired expression accompanied by his groggy voice, looking up at you from your soft lap as if you were some being out of this world. 

“Was I being too rough?” You worried, stopping your fingers, “I was only messing with you, keep on going,” he reassured you, a smile plastered on his lips just to make feel better, which you just laughed at before going back to where you left off. 

“Your hair is so odd.”

“What is odd about it?”

“So many layers and cuts at this point you’ll just have to wait for it to grow back to put into one proper layer.” you talked like some sort of dictionary that you were all about hair, yet it was adorable that you analyzed the strands of his hair as if he were your subject in a lab. 

“Do you like the style of it now?” he hummed, eyes closed and relaxing while your gentle fingers prodded against his scalp.

 “Of course I do! It suits you well! I couldn’t imagine you with anything else.”

“If you like it then I shall keep it that way.”

💫𝒜𝓋𝑒𝓃𝓉𝓊𝓇𝒾𝓃𝑒 "𝒯𝒽𝑒 𝒮𝑒𝓃𝒾𝑜𝓇 𝑀𝒶𝓃𝒶𝑔𝑒𝓇 𝑜𝒻 𝐼𝒫𝒞 𝒮𝓉𝓇𝒶𝓉𝑒𝑔𝒾𝒸 𝐼𝓃𝓋𝑒𝓈𝓉𝓂𝑒𝓃𝓉 𝒟𝑒𝓅𝒶𝓇𝓉𝓂𝑒𝓃𝓉"

His hair looks like something out of a commercial, it looks so glossy like a diamond, looking smooth and soft to the touch, and you can't forget how well-moisturized it is. It makes any hair model jealous of him, yet it just makes you wanna touch his hair more, just to feel if it’s as soft as it looks. You can’t help yourself, it’s more like a need than a want.

No tangles, no matting, nothing bad at all. Just a touch that’s all you have to do while he wears his signature hat.

“Want a touch?”

He won’t act like he doesn’t see you staring, loving at his hair, looking like you wanted to get a feel—eyes lighting up whenever he goes to take off his hat. Tonight he feels tired, just wanting a little love from you after a tough workday. You, were already in bed as he came in, arms out waiting for him to hug you, which he couldn’t resist.

Feeling your arms around him, probably fixed the stiffness of his shoulders, as if you’re like a remedy to every problem he’s had.

 His scalp is killing him, won’t you help him out? Taking off the hat that sat perfectly on the top of his head and threw it to the side, one knee down on the bed, sinking the bed with the weight of his knee, before bending down; giving the go-ahead card to touch his hair.

It was just as soft as it looked to be, your soft fingers gently going through and touching his hair. He can see your eyes shine so brightly while playing with his hair as if he were a little doll.

Just the feeling of those pretty fingers makes him want to stay forever.

“Keep on going.”

💫𝐵𝓁𝒶𝒹𝑒 "𝑀𝑒𝓂𝒷𝑒𝓇 𝑜𝒻 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝒮𝓉𝑒𝓁𝓁𝒶𝓇𝑜𝓃 𝐻𝓊𝓃𝓉𝑒𝓇𝓈"

Rough and straw-like, are the only words you can use to describe his hair, you can tell he never takes care of it properly—always too busy going on missions, a quick shower—to get all that muck off and he’s gone out again, it’s truly a sad sight to see. A man with those illustrious locks of hair just to not be treated properly.

Even now with his hair wet and still filled with so many tangles, every time you try to move the hairbrush after fighting with a knot it just ends with another fight with another nasty knot, which makes him look back at you, biting his lip while pain looks in his eyes, as this wasn’t just the consequences of his actions. 

“Don’t look at me like that, you should brush your hair more often,” you groan after manually untangling the knot in his locks before arriving at the same problem again when you attempt to brush it again. “What am I going to do with you, blade,” sighing at the fact it’s been an hour of you doing this.

You hear his groans of pain while going through his hair, sectioning it pretty well. You can feel your hands go numb from all that fighting you had to do with his hair, but it was worth it since now his hair is silky smooth and smells like oranges, you can’t forget the little bows as well, and he’ll let put it on begrudgingly since you did all that work (and that you gaslit him about your pain).

“Like it? You’re so pretty now.”

“Tsk…”

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𝒞𝒽𝒶𝓇𝒶𝒸𝓉𝑒𝓇𝓈: Blade, Jing Yuan, and Welt x Gender-Neutral Reader

𝒮𝓎𝓃𝑜𝓅𝓈𝒾𝓈: reacting to you playing with their hair

𝒲𝒶𝓇𝓃𝒾𝓃𝑔𝓈: fluff, a little ooc

𝒩𝑜𝓉𝑒𝓈: im writing for honkai star rail now :))

𝐵𝓁𝒶𝒹𝑒

Blade will allow it after all, you're his lover, so he would act like he’s annoyed, but he loves it (he won’t tell you that). He finds it cute seeing your face light up when he tells you can, and he leans into your touch without realizing he enjoys the way your fingers touch his scalp.

His hair goes to his waist, you could do a bunch of hairstyles on him. When Kafka and Silverwolf see what you did to his hair, they can’t help but tease him about it. You’ll be one to blame for this.

His hair being soft and fluffy, surprising his hair being so long there isn’t any tangle in it (he started to take care of his hair more so when you go to touch it it would be really soft, Kafka might have given him a shampoo to help with his hair).

𝒥𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝒴𝓊𝒶𝓃

Jing Yuan chuckles when you ask him to play with his hair; he’ll let him only if he can lay in your lap, because it’s comfortable and better than any pillow! He’ll untie his ponytail. He leans into your touch; your fingers are so gentle with his hair that he can't help but fall asleep.

He’ll let you do any style to his hair; he loves the pretty braids you do to his hair; he’ll keep the style for the whole day for you. Yanqing would ask him what he did to his hair; nothing; it was all you.

He takes care of himself, especially his fabulous hair; it’s soft, silky, and soft now—not one tangle! It makes you wonder what shampoo he uses to make it the way it is. If you ask him about it, he'll just tell you it's a secret.

𝒲𝑒𝓁𝓉 𝓎𝒶𝓃𝑔

He's more than happy to let you play with his hair, but only in private; if you do it in front of Astral Express, he’ll freeze up. Your touch is really soothing and gentle, especially when he has one of those tough nights looking back at his life and the regrets he has.

Since his hair is short, you could take some plastic hair bands and tie his hair in mini ponytails. The astral crew couldn’t stop laughing at him when they saw what you did to his hair, and he pinched your cheeks afterwards.

Soft and silky but has a rough texture that you can't put your finger on it. He may be an old man, but he knows how to take care of himself well at least sometimes.

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"𝒮𝓁𝑒𝑒𝓅𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝒷𝑒𝒶𝓊𝓉𝓎"

💫𝒞𝒽𝒶𝓇𝒶𝒸𝓉𝑒𝓇𝓈: Boothill, Veritas Ratio, Moze, & Aventurine x Gender-neutral reader

💫𝒮𝓎𝓃𝑜𝓅𝓈𝒾𝓈: the sight of you sleep will always leave him in awe

💫𝒲𝒶𝓇𝓃𝒾𝓃𝑔𝓈: Fluff, & Spelling mistakes

💫Part two: 💫2—𝓢𝓵𝓮𝓮𝓹𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓫𝓮𝓪𝓾𝓽𝔂 (with Reca & Jiaoqiu)

💫𝒩𝑜𝓉𝑒𝓈:....moze starting to become my favourite (can you tell?)🤭

💫𝐵𝑜𝑜𝓉𝒽𝒾𝓁𝓁 "𝑀𝑒𝓂𝒷𝑒𝓇 𝑜𝒻 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝒢𝒶𝓁𝒶𝓍𝓎 𝑅𝒶𝓃𝑔𝑒𝓇𝓈"

Boothill isn’t around most of the time, out doing jobs, or saying something about “pretty face worryin’ about me.” (Avoiding the question completely). Yet he always shows up at the most random times and scares you to death, which he just laughs so hard at.

Right now, it beats any moment he’s scared of you or messing with you, looking beautiful while you lay there on the couch as you sleep, your chest heaving softly up and down with every breath you take.

He just can’t help but go on one knee, staring at your face with such attention to detail, he’ll take the chance and take in every detail of your face until he remembers every little part of it. 

His hand just goes to lay on your neck, making you slightly move and shifting around and groaning at the feeling of his cold hand before pushing it away. “Hey, darlin’ you were waitin’ for me, right? This couch ain’t gonna fit us both,” He whispers, poking your cheek lovingly.

“Come on, you sleepy head,” He pokes your cheek a little more, shaking you awake from your peaceful dream, groaning with confusion with your eyes at the familiar voice, Boothill’s here but you're too tired to care.

“Come on, I can’t go to bed with ya, gonna be real’ lonely in bed without you.”

“Take me there, I’m too tired.” You murmured sluggishly, not wanting to get up because you were too tired for this. “Hold on tight,” Putting one arm under your knees and the other on your back. 

“I gotcha.”

💫𝒱𝑒𝓇𝒾𝓉𝒶𝓈 𝑅𝒶𝓉𝒾𝑜 "𝑀𝑒𝓂𝒷𝑒𝓇 𝑜𝒻 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝐼𝓃𝓉𝑒𝓁𝓁𝒾𝑔𝑒𝓃𝓉𝓈𝒾𝒶 𝒢𝓊𝒾𝓁𝒹"

In this very moment you put him in awe, your tired figure sat yet asleep on the couch, head slightly and unconsciously lying to the side. 

He can’t help but stop everything, to sit beside you and lay against his shoulder to at least an ounce of comfort.

He was correct about his idea, you finally seem to be in a bit of comfort from that awful neck-straining position you were in. He can’t help but leave his gaze from his book to look at your gentle face, which looks very relaxed and slightly pretty.

He finds the cute sounds of light snoring coming from your nose, and hair falling in front of your face—he immediately pushes the strand gently behind your ear, and his eyes can’t help but stop your lips— which are slightly agape.

His thumb gently touches your bottom lip—before you stir awake, eyes flickering open as you move your head away from the side to stretch it out a bit. 

“Since when did you show up?” You yawn, not minding his shoulder you were laying your head against, while he seems buried in his book not exactly caring. Weird since his ears seemed a bit redder than usual? 

“Just now, haven’t I told you to fix your sleep schedule so you wouldn’t be dozing off in the middle of the day, especially with the posture you had, while sleeping.”

💫𝑀𝑜𝓏𝑒 “𝒮𝒽𝒶𝒹𝑜𝓌 𝒢𝓊𝒶𝓇𝒹 𝑜𝒻 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝒳𝒾𝒶𝓃𝓏𝒽𝑜𝓊 𝒴𝒶𝑜𝓆𝒾𝓃𝑔”

His nightly visits are always daily, yet most of the time he’d find you, face first into your desk, and asleep as if it wasn’t wood at all but the softest pillow along with paper spread messily around.

He can’t help but facepalm at this familiar sight of you, you always end up complaining about your neck pain after sleeping like this—the days he’s too busy to visit you and take you to bed—he gently taps you half awake, sluggishly mutter complaints under your breath as he carries you his arms, an arm under your knees and other under your back as support.

“M’ tired.” You groan, closing your eyes and not caring who was carrying you. You should be more self-aware, it could be someone else who came the same as him. You might’ve mistaken someone else for him. 

He can’t help but worry about you.

Right now, your face looks like a portrait made from the most skilled hands of the greatest artisan in the entire Xianzhou. 

He just stops in his tracks completely to admire your face, his gaze can’t help but soft on your peaceful expression. You always leave him in awe without even trying.

Just like a sleeping beauty, he wishes to kiss your worries away, finally relaxing instead of working till exhaustion.

💫𝒜𝓋𝑒𝓃𝓉𝓊𝓇𝒾𝓃𝑒 "𝒯𝒽𝑒 𝒮𝑒𝓃𝒾𝑜𝓇 𝑀𝒶𝓃𝒶𝑔𝑒𝓇 𝑜𝒻 𝐼𝒫𝒞 𝒮𝓉𝓇𝒶𝓉𝑒𝑔𝒾𝒸 𝐼𝓃𝓋𝑒𝓈𝓉𝓂𝑒𝓃𝓉 𝒟𝑒𝓅𝒶𝓇𝓉𝓂𝑒𝓃𝓉"

“You like making me worried, don't you?” 

Finding you laying on the couch was a shock for him—and without any kind of pillow under your head either—just a very exhausted state while laying on these expensive couches that were in reality just painful and uncomfortable to sit or lay on for long amounts of time.

Twisting and turning throughout your slumber to find any ounce of comfortability you can get from the small cushion. 

If he just finds you in a state like that, he’s going to worry, why he just became your pillow instead, maybe that’ll make you feel better and relaxed, pushing your head to lay on his thigh, making sure not to make much movement or noise so you don’t wake up.

He can’t but when you stir away, face with slight discomfort to it, head a little to get more comfort from his thigh, for his hand lands on your hair and gently caresses. Even after you relax, he just can’t stop, He doesn’t want to stop.

You just look cute like this, he can’t help but get the urge to take pictures of you—he’ll for sure have an album for them, even a physical version just so he can tease by sending them to you—it's too good of an opportunity to give up on.

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"𝒯𝒽𝒶𝓉'𝓈 𝒿𝓊𝓈𝓉 𝓊𝓃𝒻𝒶𝒾𝓇!"

💫𝒞𝒽𝒶𝓇𝒶𝒸𝓉𝑒𝓇𝓈: Moze & Jiaoqiu X Gender-neutral reader

💫𝒮𝓎𝓃𝑜𝓅𝓈𝒾𝓈: Moments he makes you flustered

💫𝒲𝒶𝓇𝓃𝒾𝓃𝑔𝓈: Fluff, Spelling mistakes, & slight OOC for Moze

💫𝑀𝑜𝓏𝑒 “𝒮𝒽𝒶𝒹𝑜𝓌 𝒢𝓊𝒶𝓇𝒹 𝑜𝒻 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝒳𝒾𝒶𝓃𝓏𝒽𝑜𝓊 𝒴𝒶𝑜𝓆𝒾𝓃𝑔”

“Get back to bed”

Stopping you in your tracks the second you thought the coast was clear. Honestly, you’re still sick trying to act like you weren’t. 

It was also very obvious, as well, your hazy movements, your hand on your forehead like you were having a headache, the constant coughing and sniffling that you were trying to conceal. You can fool his eyes.

“I’m fine, seriously!” You argue back with him, trying to conceal that cough that itches to come from the back of your throat. “You're a terrible liar.” 

Stepping closer until he’s got you trapped, caging you with a wall, you feel the blood rushing to your face, just making you burn up even more. 

“You’re a little…” you choked on your words when he leaned in to press his forehead against yours. He can feel your skin just boiling at the touch.

 “You're boiling, go back to bed, before I drag you there.”

💫𝒥𝒾𝒶𝑜𝓆𝒾𝓊 "𝒯𝒽𝑒 𝐻𝑒𝒶𝓁𝑒𝓇 𝒻𝓇𝑜𝓂 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝒳𝒾𝒶𝓃𝓏𝒽𝑜𝓊 𝒴𝒶𝑜𝓆𝒾𝓃𝑔"

“Is there anything else you need help with?” You ask while stretching out your limbs after a tiresome day helping Jiaoqiu with errands all day long, in the back of your head you had been dying to lay down.

“No need. Come here I'd like to reward you before you leave” Now that just piqued your interest, maybe you should stay just a little bit to at least get something from it.

“Really what is it?” No matter how humble you act, he can tell that you’re just excited about what he’s got. 

He hopes you aren’t disappointed when he grabs your face, with two hands and leans in to give you a peck on the lips. You completely freeze, before going bright red. You don’t know what to say when he leaves yours. You already know he’s just messing with you again, evident with his mischievous smile on his lips.

 “Careful you might fall over.”

He can’t help but grab you and pull you closer—let him see your face all flustered up close. 

“Did you want something more instead? Maybe something that’ll give me a better reaction from you?”

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Hello!! can I request Blade, Aventurine, Jiaoqiu and Sunday (it can be Boothill if you don't write sunday) from hsr with a fem so who loves physical touch like hugs, kisses, cuddling etc but is too afraid to ask from the character because she doesn't wasn't to overstep her boundaries? Sorry if this is too specific, I'm going on through this and I just want a bit of comfort lmao, also feel free to simplify the ask if it's too much! remember to take breaks and drink water :D

"𝒴𝑜𝓊'𝓇𝑒 𝓃𝑜𝓉 𝓊𝓃𝒸𝑜𝓂𝒻𝑜𝓇𝓉𝒶𝒷𝓁𝑒, 𝒶𝓇𝑒 𝓎𝑜𝓊?"

💫𝒞𝒽𝒶𝓇𝒶𝒸𝓉𝑒𝓇𝓈: Blade, Aventurine, Jiaoqiu, Sunday, & Boothill x Femalel reader

💫𝒮𝓎𝓃𝑜𝓅𝓈𝒾𝓈: with a reader who loves physical touch but is to shy to ask because you don't overstep their boundaries.

💫𝒲𝒶𝓇𝓃𝒾𝓃𝑔𝓈: fluff, & Spelling mistakes, added boothill as well because this would suit him so well,

💫𝒩𝑜𝓉𝑒𝓈: GUYS, I ALWAYS EAT YOUR IDEAS UP (I went over board but I'm proud of how it came out) Hope you like it!!

💫𝐵𝓁𝒶𝒹𝑒 "𝑀𝑒𝓂𝒷𝑒𝓇 𝑜𝒻 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝒮𝓉𝑒𝓁𝓁𝒶𝓇𝑜𝓃 𝐻𝓊𝓃𝓉𝑒𝓇𝓈"

This guy is a complete dunce when comes to you. He’ll realize what you what want when it’s spelt letter by letter right in front of his face. like Kafka smacking him in the face to treat you right and go n’ give you some love like a proper lover would to his lady.

But now, he doesn’t get at all, why you’re acting like this, just devoiding of any type of affection. Taking back your touch before apposgising about it. Why? But never answer since you like to move away so quickly that he can’t get a chance. (it’s a sad sight for everyone to see.)

He’s rough with it, Don’t get too scared if he smashes his hand on the side of your head—hitting the wall instead—the sight was akin to a bully taking lunch money from the nerd. His words come out rough—like usual really but more angry this time but it’s nothing you can make sense of at first.

─── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ───

Blade was always odd but you were the odd one for being in love with him, so madly in love to the point you always liked to hang out with him even though it was more like a one-sided conversation but the fact that he cared by the fact he cared to listen to your every word (anytime he sees something similar to something you were talking about he gets it for you).

Not an affectionate man when it comes to talking or any romantic gestures, but the love is there, so does it matter? Because of the bare affection in this relationship, you thought it would make you uncomfortable if you asked for more. Yet right now you’re not exactly sure how it ended up like this. 

You honestly feel bad for the brick wall behind, cracked, and dented in, all by his hand. He’s glaring so fiercely as if you insulted and spat on his face or worse. What is this even about? You aren't even sure but you feel sweat drip down from the back of your neck. Are you getting threatened by your lover no less?

“You’re…”

“...I’m what?” You can’t help but tilt your whole head at him. Just what? His hand leaves the wall, moving it to the back of your hand, sharply shoving your face in his face. You’re left in shock, what is he doing, exactly?

“What are you doing?” pulling your face back before he grabs your waist with his other hand and forcefully brings your body against him. This time he’s the one titling his head at you as if you were confused for no reason. “Since you can’t say it, I’ll do it for you.” 

Huh…now you might have an idea of who told him that, curse them all, seriously. “I just didn’t want to make you uncomfortable.” He doesn’t care about that, sweet to everyone else you care so about him, but if want affection from him then that's what he's going to do.

Don't blame him too much if he pulls you in to kiss his rough lips—the complete opposite of yours—you feel like going to suffocate from the lack of air he’s letting you have when you pull away for a couple of seconds. Affection at its finest.

💫𝒜𝓋𝑒𝓃𝓉𝓊𝓇𝒾𝓃𝑒 "𝒯𝒽𝑒 𝒮𝑒𝓃𝒾𝑜𝓇 𝑀𝒶𝓃𝒶𝑔𝑒𝓇 𝑜𝒻 𝐼𝒫𝒞 𝒮𝓉𝓇𝒶𝓉𝑒𝑔𝒾𝒸 𝐼𝓃𝓋𝑒𝓈𝓉𝓂𝑒𝓃𝓉 𝒟𝑒𝓅𝒶𝓇𝓉𝓂𝑒𝓃𝓉"

He’s like a walking magnet when it comes to affection & especially when it comes to giving it to you.

He can see your sulking, honestly, it’s written all over your face, taking glances at him before looking back down to think a little more—it’s obvious a gambler like him should always know what his opponent is thinking (you also count). Not trying to be cruel but it’s quite cute seeing you like that.

He just chops it up to the idea of you being too shy! It’s so cute honestly. Only to be left sort of speechless when you ask if he wants you to hug, he didn’t expect that question at all, and for some reason, it makes the hug even better.

─── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ───

“You seem quite deep in thought,” A sly grin was plastered on his lips. The little sulker you are. Just standing there deep in thought, breaking your thoughts to glance at him, it’s just a repeating cycle. Only when he finally calls out to you, is when you finally break out from the cycle.

“Why so nervous? Hmm, hiding something?” leaning closer to your face just to see that pretty face all red by such a simple action. You’re not sure of what he might say, you just wanted more of his affection, yet you don’t want to go overboard with it, just like him uncomfortable. 

Your face does say everything you're thinking, every single thought. Looking him in the eyes, it’s obvious he’s gonna get an answer from you, and you just ask away since the worst he could say is no. “Well, I wanted to ask, if you’re comfortable, I could hug you.”

The feeling of nervousness begins pooling in your stomach, getting worse when your face goes blank, processing your words.

“If I'm comfortable?” 

“Just in case you didn’t like it and didn’t want it.”

For the first time, this is anyone’s ever asked him if he was comfortable with wanting something, it’s stupid that anyone would even care that much. It all just clicks together, you were worried that he would be uncomfortable when you asked for more. Can you blame him when he laughs a little—he’s probably just lost his mind.

“Come here and give your lover a nice hug.”

It feels so nice to be in your embrace, it’s nothing like any other, his hand can’t help but to go up and gently pat the top of your pretty head. He wants more, the genuine feeling of a hug like this.

💫𝒥𝒾𝒶𝑜𝓆𝒾𝓊 "𝒯𝒽𝑒 𝐻𝑒𝒶𝓁𝑒𝓇 𝒻𝓇𝑜𝓂 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝒳𝒾𝒶𝓃𝓏𝒽𝑜𝓊 𝒴𝒶𝑜𝓆𝒾𝓃𝑔"

That man knows everything, he’s a counsellor for goodness sake, and he reads people like books, you aren’t any different but one thing is that you’re so adorable whenever your face says what you’re thinking, it just makes him want to pinch and pull your cheeks as if you’re puffer fish.

He can see the way retracting your hand away from him or pretending to get something else as if you were a child getting caught putting your hand in the cookie jar. He sees the ways your eyes light when he gives you affection like a head pat but you never seem to ask for more when it’s so obviously written on your face.

After a long tiresome day, still finding a way to tease you a little. He’s open up and looks in such a loving gaze as you tell that you didn’t want to make him uncomfortable because you want more from him, you didn’t want to be greedy. How can he not spoil you, he wants to give you the entire world if it makes you happier.

─── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ───

“Too tired to even eat?” 

Lifting your head off the table accompanied by a tired groan leaving your throat, looking at Jiaoqiu, his chin resting on his hand. How exhausted you were that you weren’t even in the mood to eat anything, evidenced by you before, pushing the bowl—filled food—to the side so you could rest on the table.

“You couldn’t even imagine.”

“You should take yourself more, or you might just turn into skin and bones, I'll end up being your nurse,” He chided, taking his other free hand to push the bowl back in front of you. “At least one bite” He tries to persuade you when that unappetizing expression appears when looking at the bowl.

Even when you do take the spoon at least try eating a little bit of it so it doesn’t go to waste. Only for him to pat you on the head as if you were a little kid, yet unknowingly the sulking could be seen on your face. “If you want more you could just ask.” 

“I don’t need any more food.”

“I mean: patting your head, it written all over your face that you want more,” you hear the teasing in his tone, especially when his eyes open to reveal its pretty gold colour, “Now are you going to tell me what the problem is?”

“I just didn’t want to make you uncomfortable for asking for more.” 

Funny how people always ask for more so comfortably yet here you are sulking and struggling over the need for and wanting his attention, how could you even be greedy when you’re holding back so much? His hand just lands back on your head, gently patting your head.

“Just how cute can you be?”

💫𝒮𝓊𝓃𝒹𝒶𝓎 "𝒯𝒽𝑒 𝐻𝑒𝒶𝒹 𝑜𝒻 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝒪𝒶𝓀 𝐹𝒶𝓂𝒾𝓁𝓎"

He's a part of the overthinker club, overprotective of you and wanting to keep you safe, when he feels the one-sidedness of your relationship, he’s stuck at a stump, odd right? He’s thought of every possibility of everything until perfection.

He's always been busy. so romantic relationships are easy to read and understand from the outside but now he’s in one with you, he tries to be as delicate and perfect as he can along with equal footing with each other, in short, what does he do? Are you disinterested in the current way things are going? Never returning his affection or love, one thing that you quiet or don’t enjoy but no it’s not that at all.

You see the relief in his eyes when it comes to light what you were keeping quiet, which somehow makes him fall for you even more by the fact you just care so much about his well-being, makes his heart warm at the fact you worried about what he’s feeling. 

─── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ───

“Do you feel unfilled in our relationship?”

As night took over the sky, took away any light except the from the moon that was shining down, giving most people the signal to go to bed and rest for the night. 

For you and Sunday it was no different, getting ready for the night after a long day, yet it seemed to only you who was actually, Sunday on the other hand watching you, arms crossed while against the door frame.

When those odd words left his mouth—along with the most serious and emotional expression you’ve ever seen on his face—even you were left in slight shock, this completely out of nowhere.

 “Of course I am. Maybe you’re tired after such a long day of work.” you smile at him, going past him to go to bed, in the hope that possibly, he’ll take off his clothes and rest with you.

In swift motion, his arms wrap around your waist, bringing your back against his chest, his face in neck. You could feel his warm cheek against your neck, feeling the soft feather of his wings against the back of your head, you could feel your breath stop. 

“Does my touch repulse you?” 

“Sunday, what are you talking?” The same thing again, seriously what’s happened to him to be acting like this? His arms hold you tighter. 

“You never wish to reciprocate my feelings…have I done something wrong?” 

You were left speechless at those words, that wasn’t true in the slightest, you wanted so badly to hug, take all of his affections that he gave you, and have more, but not sure if he would like it. If you went overboard someone from the outside could see, it wouldn’t end so well in the public’s eyes. Just so many possibilities 

“It’s nothing like that. I didn’t want you to be uncomfortable by it, so I didn’t ask.”

You feel his head bury itself deeper in your neck. By that answer he can’t sigh in relief, sweet and caring as always, you had him so worried, he doesn’t blame you for caring about so much.

💫𝐵𝑜𝑜𝓉𝒽𝒾𝓁𝓁 "𝑀𝑒𝓂𝒷𝑒𝓇 𝑜𝒻 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝒢𝒶𝓁𝒶𝓍𝓎 𝑅𝒶𝓃𝑔𝑒𝓇𝓈"

tad bit angsty, but fluff

He’ll do anything for your affection, being with you is like feeling the sun. You legitimately make him feel alive even though his body is a scrap of his former self and who he used to be. He is scared he might ruin what he has with you, it’s just too much for him to lose you. (since you’re the only one that isn’t freaked out or scared of him)

It might just be him trying not to make you uncomfortable with his affection when he realizes you aren’t visibly saying that you like it or if you want more of his affection (undying love). He’s stumped, he's overthinking if he did something that made you despise him or something. Did he say something stupid again?

You can just see him physically down as well, it's pretty obvious. (sitting on the stairs with his hat off). While you go to check on him, he is just a little emotional until you just confused about what he’s going on about. You can see his face contort as you tell him the reason for him, he’s in shock, no relief. Everything at once.

─── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ───

He doesn’t know what to do in a moment like this, his mind feels just…hazy. Or confused about the next step. You don’t like him, do you? You never want more from him, nor any hints at all. He must have done something, just something! It must’ve been when he went overboard.

He can lose you over this, not like this. 

“Boothill, are you alright?” 

You can't believe the sight of him like this, sitting on the stairs, hat off, hair messier than usual, his face soaked up with sadness and deep thought horrid that even you know he’s out of it. “I’m sorry if I hurt ya, I probably bein’ stupid again.” he just started pouring out, like an overfilled bucket in the harsh rain. He looked as if he was going to cry.

“Boothill what are you talking about?” cutting him off from rant to see where this idea even came from. You're not even mad at him in the slightest, “You don’t ask wanting more affection from me, then you don’t try to reciprocate it because yer’ mad at me for doing something!” 

“That’s not the reason, I just didn’t want you to feel uncomfortable by asking more from you.” 

“Say wha? Me?” You just see his eyes widen like they were going to pop right out of his sockets, you just see his face contort into various as he tries to comprehend your words, he just jumps up like a rocket, staring at your nervous face. 

“Come on I'm like hunk a metal for a man, n’ you don’t wanna make ME uncomfortable? I’ll kill for one of yer’ kisses! Or anything!” 

His hand lands on your shoulders, looking at you with the most love-burning gaze you have ever seen from him, he was serious about this, about you. He presses his forehead against yours, tightening his hands on your shoulders. “Can I kiss ya silly then? Since you don't mind.”  

The second you said yes, he leaned in to kiss you on the lips, a bit rough, but he didn’t want to pull away, not more than a second.

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"𝐼'𝓂 𝒩𝑜𝓉 𝒯𝒽𝒶𝓉 𝒟𝓇𝓊𝓃𝓀"

💫𝒞𝒽𝒶𝓇𝒶𝒸𝓉𝑒𝓇𝓈: Moze, Jing Yuan, Jiaoqiu, & Sunday x Gender-neutral reader

💫𝒮𝓎𝓃𝑜𝓅𝓈𝒾𝓈: not recognizing them while drunk

💫𝒲𝒶𝓇𝓃𝒾𝓃𝑔𝓈: Fluff, Alcohol, Spelling mistakes

𝑀𝑜𝓏𝑒 “𝒮𝒽𝒶𝒹𝑜𝓌 𝒢𝓊𝒶𝓇𝒹 𝑜𝒻 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝒳𝒾𝒶𝓃𝓏𝒽𝑜𝓊 𝒴𝒶𝑜𝓆𝒾𝓃𝑔”

“Enough drinking for you.” Taking the shot glass from your hand—it filled to the brim with hard liquor and it was obvious that if you kept on drinking at this pace, you were going to have the worst hangover in the morning—“Excuse me, who do you think you are—“ you slurred out, annoyed by him.

he takes your hand and tries to take it away, leading to you snatching your arm back. “How dare you touch me! I have a husband,"

“I’m your husband.” He just sighs at your drunkenness, he really should have prevented this. “Please, I know what my husband looks like, he’s not as ugly looking as you.” Wow, he's ugly to you now?  His eyes can’t help but twitch.

He sighs and pinches the bridge of his nose, deciding just to play along and use this to his advantage. “Do you even know where your husband is?” Like clockwork, you just start looking around, head sharply turning side to side.

No husband in sight. Stranger in front of you. And No way to get your husband.

“Well…” you just start to panic. that’s his qui, again grabbing you but this time deciding to put you over his shoulder, with your complaints completely ignored, “I know your husband, I’ll take you to him.”

𝒥𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝒴𝓊𝒶𝓃 "𝒯𝒽𝑒 𝒢𝑒𝓃𝑒𝓇𝒶𝓁 𝑜𝒻 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝒳𝒾𝒶𝓃𝓏𝒽𝑜𝓊 𝒞𝓁𝑜𝓊𝒹 𝒦𝓃𝒾𝑔𝒽𝓉𝓈"

Mind hazy and incoherent for any sober thought, staring at the little table blankly, taking the little shot glass to your lips, the more you drink the funnier it gets. 

“Seems like all that drinking has caught up to you, dear.”

Your half-lidded eyes finally looked up to take in Jing yuan in front of you, yet for how drunk you are you haven’t even realized it was Jing yuan, in your eyes it was only just a creepy man. 

“I have a husband, and I’m not your dear.” You slur at him, going to pour yourself another drink, yet he takes the bottle from you before you can even grab it.

“Your husband? He doesn’t have to know.”

“Do you even know who my husband is?”

“Hmm? Who is your husband?” Now he’s just messing with you. Glaring at him with a smirk on your drunk face, “He’s the handsome general, of course, you couldn’t stand a chance.”

“He isn’t with you right now, is he? He wouldn’t have to know about us.” He puts down the bottle in your hand and his hand goes to intertwine yours.

“He doesn’t have to know because I’m not giving you a chance!” You rip your hand away from his grasp, “Wait until Jing Yuanhears about this.” you mutter under your breath while going to grab your phone to call him—he already knows where it's going to end.

“Tell him in great detail about my shameless actions.”

“I will!”

𝒥𝒾𝒶𝑜𝓆𝒾𝓊 "𝒯𝒽𝑒 𝐻𝑒𝒶𝓁𝑒𝓇 𝒻𝓇𝑜𝓂 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝒳𝒾𝒶𝓃𝓏𝒽𝑜𝓊 𝒴𝒶𝑜𝓆𝒾𝓃𝑔"

“My husband wouldn’t like it if you touched my waist like that.”

Sputtering while Jiaoqiu has you lying your head against his shoulder with his arm around your waist to keep you upright. 

He’s taking care of you! Honestly, without him, he already knows that you’re going to wake up with a killer headache because you thought it was such a good idea to drink till you can’t even recognize his face or voice.

“Your husband wouldn’t want you to be sick because of all of your drinking.” Gently put a glass of water in your hands, Ensure you don’t drop it on yourself or anywhere else. 

“Well….I guess you're right but are you sure my husband will be fine with this? I don’t want him to be jealous.” 

Still so cute, how can he not take advantage of this situation to have some fun and mess with you a little, you’ll be so embarrassed when you’re sober and he’s planning to soak up everything.

“You must love your husband that much to be worrying over what he might think.”

“Of course I do! He’s very hardworking and is good at helping, not to mention he’s very handsome…” you start to gush over him, going off about every detail you like about him, his hair to the small things he does for you.

“So many things you like about him? I’m quite jealous of you.”

“You better be! He’s my husband, and no one else will have him.”

𝒮𝓊𝓃𝒹𝒶𝓎 "𝒯𝒽𝑒 𝐻𝑒𝒶𝒹 𝑜𝒻 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝒪𝒶𝓀 𝐹𝒶𝓂𝒾𝓁𝓎"

“I miss my Sunday...”

You’ve been whining in his ear about how you miss ‘Sunday’ for a while now, yet too intoxicated to even realize that it was Sunday you were clinging onto.

“Dear—“

“I told you not to call me that! I’ll make sure Sunday has your head for being a creep! You know what to call him right now!”

You whine yet here you are clinging onto him, and then switching up by telling him orders that he can’t follow because of your intense grip on him.

He really shouldn’t have left you alone with the consequence of you getting very drunk. The quick changes of your emotions just makes Sunday unsure of what to do with you.

Pressing the side of face against his chest, before silently sulking? “What’s the matter? Why are you sulking?” He worried, patting your head as if you were a child. “I just realized that you probably don’t know where he is since he’s always so busy…”

“How about I take care of you first, and then we find your husband.”

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