#Heither

[hellscap3]

Various genshin stuff uwu

[lovekabaneri]

So... I got hooked to Frieren, read some fanfics, then got hooked to the concept of demon!Himmel. Now I wrote this.

[starburstgalexies]

Falling, Fallen

Short, fluffy aether/heizou relationship study because I was too normal about them yesterday.

ao3 link or you can simply read more below. Rated M, 1786w.

“I love you.” 

It’s nonchalant, muttered into the back of Heizou’s neck like an exhale. Fitting, because it comes as natural as breathing. Clearly not planned, not up to the very moment it was out. 

Heizou’s heart stops in his chest regardless. 

Because none of that changes the fact that this is the first time Aether said it. 

Of course, Aether is a man of action, and Heizou is nothing if not observant. He’s already read ‘I love you’ in every touch, every kiss, every moment spent together on one of Heizou’s projects instead of reforming a nation, looking for a lost twin, or whatever the ‘legendary traveler’ has on his plate at the time. In theory, Heizou should not have been affected beyond yet another truth he’s inferred being acknowledged. 

In theory. 

In actuality, his breath gets caught in his lungs, and he goes stiff in Aether’s arms. 

Even then, Aether doesn’t appear to be worried. Heizou can’t see his face, but he reads patience in the way Aether’s forearms squeeze around his waist. Assurance in the way Aether further buries himself in the crook of his neck. Not a trace of vexation or concern, however.

Why would there be? The very first reason that Heizou fell in love with Aether is that he is observant enough to keep pace. He does not exactly have the same process, Heizou can tell from watching how Aether’s mind works, but he is nevertheless sharp and perceptive. He should already know that Heizou is absolutely smitten with him. It should be clear as day with how Heizou introduces him as his partner when he is notorious for not accepting any. How he trusts him with his deepest secrets, be it about a cold case or simply his past. How he keeps coming back to him - even when he desperately wants to stay away, because he knows he can never be the only one for Aether, and sometimes it is too much. 

Heizou loves him way too much. 

That’s why he is struck by a simple spoken fact. It matters little that he knows Aether loves him - the sound of it erupts in his ribcage like a flower that waited too long to bloom in the spring and burst in the summer. Even the way it is spoken solidifies that fact - casual, like Aether has said it hundreds of times before. Natural. Real.  

Lips brush against his cheek, a little too close to his eyes than usual, and that’s when he realizes-

“I did not think this was such dreadful news,” Aether jokes into his ear, melody subdued yet still evident in the lower volume of his voice. He continues kissing Heizou’s face like he intends to clear his tears with his lips, and Heizou makes a feeble attempt to push him away. Nevermind his laughter giving away his indisposition to actually stop Aether. 

“I simply feel bad for everyone else,” Heizou says, slurring with intentional nonchalance. “The abolisher of the vision hunt decree, the golden traveler desired by all… lovestruck by little old me.” 

“My, I didn’t realize you were so compassionate for others, doushin,” Aether teases. “Do you wish to set up a charity? Five minutes of some traveler’s love, courtesy of the Tenryou Commission’s own prodigal detective?”

This should be a sore subject. They should not be joking about this. Somehow, the jealousy it ignites in Heizou’s veins is no longer destructive, burning everything in its path - it’s oddly comforting, and dare Heizou say, fun. He is always going to be at least a little possessive, but now, there is acceptance that comes with it, and with it, respect. 

“Not compassionate enough, I’m afraid.” Humming, Heizou wiggles out of Aether’s hold until he can turn around and climb on his lap, knees at either side of the traveler’s hips. He cradles Aether’s face with both of his hands, and Aether leans into the touch. “I would keep you all to myself if I could, watch the world weep with you in my arms.” 

Aether doesn’t say anything, but he doesn’t seem disturbed, either. He simply looks up to Heizou, a small, patient smile on his lips. 

The Traveler may have many lovers, and he may not love Heizou the way he loves them - but he will not love any of them the way he loves Heizou, either. 

His vindication is in knowing Aether also loves Heizou way too much. 

“Alas, I am but a humble detective,” Heizou whispers, smiling back at Aether’s amused smirk at the blatantly false adjective. “Who am I to stake claim on the hero of Teyvat?” 

“Only the cyclone that strikes fear in the heart of crooks all over Inazuma,” Aether retorts with a lazy ease. 

“Flattery will get you everywhere, Traveler.” 

“As long as it’s with you, detective.” 

Heizou’s heart flutters at the assertion. Is that not what anyone should want to be for a wanderer? Not someone that anchors them to the ground, but a companion they wish to keep around and share experience with. He has no reason to doubt the sincerity of that little remark, either. Despite the flirty back-and-forth their conversations tend to devolve into, Aether is not one to say things for the sake of having said them - he either speaks the truth or speaks not at all. 

It is only fair if Heizou returns the favor. 

“I love you,” he says, watching Aether’s eyes widen, lips parted with a short gasp. Heizou allows himself to appreciate the sight for a moment, to observe the surprise fading to be replaced by a softness clouding the traveler’s gaze, before circling his arms around Aether’s shoulders and dipping down for a kiss. 

Aether, as usual, is perfectly responsive - rarely initiating, but always retaliating at full force. He spreads his palm on the small of Heizou’s back, and slowly drags it up his spine, sending jolts through the thin fabric of his shirt. Heizou runs a hand through Aether’s hair, pulling at his scalp until some of the long strands start breaking free from Aether’s braid, which has the traveler huff into Heizou’s lips in frustration. Heizou simply laughs, a small, silent thing, a secret buried in the breath flowing between one another, before he kisses him again. It’s not apologetic, but from the way Aether presses further into his space, it clearly gets him forgiven, and Heizou keeps messing up Aether’s hairdo without undoing the whole thing with dignity. 

He doesn’t realize Aether’s insistence has him gradually pushed down until his back hits the mattress. Aether catches himself in time, first a hand and then an elbow next to Heizou’s ear. With the traveler hovering over him like this, Heizou can see the number he’s done on him: lips already swollen, eyes hooded yet teary, long hair sticking out everywhere, and braid a bit loose with all the volume it has lost. 

“My, my, traveler,” Heizou teases, raising his fingers so that he can trace Aether’s swollen lips. “How sentimental, getting worked up over a mere confession like that.” 

“It is no mere confession,” Aether responds, frowning, but he just can’t convey indignance. Not right now. 

“You started it.” 

“I didn’t expect you to return it.” 

“That’s a pitiful shortcoming on your part, my dear partner.” Heizou exaggerates a sigh. “I am almost disappointed.” 

“Well…” Aether breathes out, long and dare Heizou say, concerning, before he meets Heizou’s eyes again. “I suppose I didn’t have a certain detective around to keep me on my toes.” 

Heizou gulps. “Oh, Aether…” 

“Just… don’t tell me to stay away from you again. Please.” 

After everything, Heizou still can’t tell Aether that mere sight of him was enough to have him regret the break-up immediately. That he selfishly held onto the grudge, because he prided himself on it. That even when he found Aether unconscious in the Test of Courage, he was stubborn, until working together again broke Heizou’s strategically constructed dams one after another. 

Until he realized sharing him is, always, the better alternative than losing him. 

“I love you,” Heizou says again, instead, and revels in the way Aether leans down on him, stray blond strands falling on his face like a golden curtain. And he kisses him, slow and tender, yet exploring deeper the more he presses down Heizou’s body with his own. 

Clothes are discarded - not all of them, they have so many accessories and so little patience, but Heizou unclasps Aether’s cape who in turn gets rid of Heizou’s shirt, barely ridding themselves of pants before meeting each other again. Calling it not sex but making love is extremely cheesy, but man alive, there is a distinction. Heizou has been around the block quite a few times, whether it’s to relieve some stress or go the distance with an attractive stranger that guards precious information. Still, sex is always the best when love is a factor, even when uglier emotions are involved. Anger? Jealousy? Betrayal? As long as love is there, tainted it might be, intimacy beats the best of casual sex.

Perhaps Heizou is more of a romantic than he likes to pretend. 

Oh, well. What are you gonna do?

He throws his head back and chants Aether’s name like a prayer - hell, it’s not like he’s ever cared much about archons, anyway. As his neck arches, Aether catches his choker with a finger, biting down at the sensitive skin that blends into his shoulder because apparently Heizou isn’t being loud enough for him.

Heizou takes his revenge by rolling both of them out of the bed with one swift move. His family probably didn’t intend him to use their clan’s martial art prowess for such matters but tough luck. As he rides Aether out of his mind, he shoves his digits into the traveler’s mouth, just to add to the mess beneath him - just because he can. 

No one else can have this. No one can have him like this. Something similar, yes, obviously, quite often in fact - but it will never be the same. The love Aether has for Heizou is only for Heizou. 

“Say it again,” he commands, breathless - only for Aether to make an incoherent noise around his fingers, and despite himself, Heizou snorts. 

Aether chokes, something akin to a laugh. Heizou pulls his hand away, chuckling along. Maybe he’s ruined the mood a little. So what? This is what they do. Flirt a little, fuck a little, laugh a little. Repeat, a little differently, but with certainty.

That’s what makes it special. 

“You’re free,” Heizou manages, gagged around the amusement and his edging orgasm. “So say it again, now.” 

“I love you.” 

And that’s all he needs from his beloved partner. 

[hyakinth05]

I joined an allxAether fanzine held by lux_aetherna on twitter, and I made Heither taking a bath together after a long day working. I had so much fun making this

You can even check out other submissions by amazing collaborators there: https://twitter.com/lux_aetherna/status/1625404543445114881 

[floweroffira]

Happy Birthday, Heizou! Enjoy some time with Aether! _____________________________________

Aether had to admit to admit...

He felt a little awkward.

It wasn't that he'd never gone to a restaurant before, and with Paimon being absent she wasn't able to embarrass him with her bottomless stomach. No, the real reason he felt so weird was…

Well…

"Can you afford this?" Aether said quietly, looking around the fancy private room. The restaraunt allowed each customer to have their own room, complete with gorgeous decorations, sinfully comfy cushions, and tableware that Aether was too scared to touch at first.

Even the waitresses were stunning! Each server was clothed in silken, extravagant fabrics that gave them an air of elegant royalty.

The food was nothing to snuff at either, each dish having been perfectly aligned to his tastes and chosen previously before his arrival.

He would've expected this from the Kamisato family, not him!

Aether shifted nervously as he awaited an answer from Heizou, the detective looking completely unaffected by the fancy surroundings.

Heizou took a sip of tea, his elbow propped on the table in front of them. "I do have a decently paying career, you know," He answered, "You don't think I make chump change, do you?"

"No, it's just…" His hands curled into his pants fabric, "This is…a bit much."

"Only the best for my dear partner," Heizou purred, "Don't you worry about the price. I'm treating you, remember?"

"It's your birthday!' Aether exclaimed, "I should be treating you!"

"Says who, exactly?" Heizou placed his cup down, leaning his chin on his fist.

"I-It's…" Aether licked his lips nervously, trying to find the words, "It's just how it is!"

"And if I say I don't want that, what're you gonna do?" Heizou chuckled, "You'll go against my own wishes on my birthday?"

"I'm saying I want to do something for you! Isn't there anything you want?!" Aether finally blurted out, cheeks burning with embarrassment.

Heizou's eyes widened, blinking a few times as he stared at Aether.

A few seconds passed.

His lips curved sharply.

"So, what I'm hearing…" Heizou lowered his arms to the table, leaning across, "…Is that you want to do something, if not anything for me, for my birthday."

"Y-Yes…?" Aether shifted backwards a little.

"Anything, huh?" Heizou hummed, thinking carefully, "The list is endless. Am I limited to only one, my dear?"

"Um…" It was his birthday, "I can do…more."

Heizou's gaze darkened. "More?"

"W-Within reason!" Aether hurriedly added.

"Of course," Heizou breathed out, "A shame we still need to eat. I want to claim my present right now."

Aether swallowed down his embarrassment, throwing caution to the window as he leaned across the table to meet him halfway. He kissed him quickly, pulling away before the detective had a chance to deepen it.

"Be patient?" Aether whispered, sending a side-eye to the closed sliding door, "When we're done, we can…" He made a vague gesture with his hand.

Heizou let out an exaggerated sigh before dropping back fully onto his cushion.

"Very well," He conceited, sending a dangerous smirk as someone knocked on the door and entered. He ignored the waitress who came in to deliver their first appetizer, delighting in the way Aether's face erupted in crimson and the woman's body tensed as he spoke.

"But tonight, my dear, You're Mine."

[agehamew]

「退院おめでとう、相棒！」 「今宵は宴であるな！」 「二人とも、大袈裟だよ。でもありがとう」 「エーテルが元気になってくれて何よりでござる」 「さあ、お屋敷に帰ろう！皆待ってるよ」 「ん、そうだね。ありがとう。それとただいま」 「これからは沢山一緒に冒険に行こうね、相棒」 「拙者もお供致す」 「うん！」

[hxzelwallflower]

ooc.♡ˎˊ˗ Since moots are jumping on the bandwagon with this, I'll happily drop my favorite lil' ships that've come out of my time writing here. - Donald/P.K x Eileen. - Spaul (Spamton) x Eileen. - Nod x Eileen. (They ain't official yet but SHH-) - Polnareff x Eileen. - And a secret one in the works.

I'm a hoe for ships, and it's always fun seeing how chemistry meshes between characters. This applies to other areas like platonic, family, etc. I have SO many dynamics.

[itsbitmxdinhere]

Hello guys so I wanted to apologize for my lack of activity, between hyperfixations and stuff I'm barely writting and I miss it so much to be honest.

Also I've been trying to decide what I do with all the drafts I have saved that some are ages old, I think I'm going to keep the ones where I've been keeping in touch with the muns and delete the rest because it's also really overwhelming and some of them I don't have the muse at all rn, I'm also been thinking of deleting some muses , and getting rid of the Private Muse list because in the end I barely have muse for them anymore and since I'm very strict when it comes to those it gets even harder to plot stuff aswell, and is also another reason to be overwhelmed u.u.

So some of those muses will go to my main muse list, basically the ones I've rped before heither here or discord , I'm gonna keep the msot recent threads and the old ones where I still keep touch with the mun.

I'm gonna make changes on this blog and be more organised promise >.<

Thank You all for the patience you have with me, trully I love y'all

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[childofaura]

sorry for complaint to you this much but. I just found heither (heider?) summoning dialogue and at this point I’m just like “honey if your sister makes another move towards me I am suing for harassment.” At least Fjorm was subtle, and had a (sweet) personality outside of her book. Anyways, sorry for the rant, have a lovely day/night <3

I think there’s a good number of us that feel this way about the characters in this book. They’re all way too… touchy for my taste. Which is weird because I actually like Loki and the way she teases you; the really old Forging Bonds where she’s playfully lamenting how she can’t find you and she says “How naughty you are!” Like something about that comes off as way less awkward or uncomfortable than all of the Vanaheimr goddesses.

It’s true that it seems like Fjorm’s got some kind of feelings for you, though part of me feels like that was a later development. And yeah, Fjorm isn’t unhealthily obsessed with you. Also GOSH her song we got! I’m more partial to the Japanese version but it was so cute!

[respostaaotempo]

Frieren e a Jornada para o Além, temporada 1

A história já começa pelo fim com a celebração da morte do Rei-Demônio e a homenagem aos heróis Himmel (humano, herói), Heither (humano, clérigo), Eisen (anão, guerreiro) e Frieren (elfa, maga). Com o fim de sua saga, cada um vai pra um canto e prosseguem suas vidas.

Décadas se passam até a Frieren retorna e revê seu antigo companheiro e está presente no momento de sua morte. Esse é o momento catártico que modifica toda história da elfa e a faz repensar em suas escolhas de vida.

No decorrer da história ela prossegue com dois dos discípulos de seus antigos companheiros de aventura, atrás de suas própria história.

O anime tem um ritmo bem diferente da maioria das histórias, com poucas lutas e episódios mais contemplativos e nostálgicos, nos quais vamos sabendo o que aconteceu durante a caçada ao Rei Demônio. Vemos as consequencias das ações da antiga campanha da protagonista, e percebemos através dos olhos dela e das memórias de sua longa vida, o quanto a vida humana é fulgas, mas o quanto as sociedades humanas se transformam.

É uma obra filosófica e magnífica visualmente, inovadora em sua narrativa, cujo mundo rico e personagens adoráveis deixam saudades.

[justkenz]

How does a person resist the urge for dopamine kicks in favor of the littler/healthier things? I often find a routine that works for my mental health...but then I drift back to the same ol' shit. Curious what you think about human behavior and addiction in general!

great question, but I don't really have an answer for this haha I think you've gotta find something that still give you the dopamine kick you're hoping for but in a heither way if that's what you are looking for.

Everyone is different, so what might work for one person might not work for the next. But, it sounds like maybe you haven't found something equivalent to the dopamine kick you are receiving from the "same o'l shit". Maybe you need an increased amount of littler dopamine kicks, I mean I am not a professional and definitely don't have enough knowledge in this area to give an educated opinion, but these are just my thoughts.

I am sorry I am not helpful here haha but I wish you luck!

[lovekabaneri]

A pre-holiday special upload. Happy holidays, everyone!

[starburstgalexies]

I guess my feverish head's just gonna be full of heither and cynother this fine evening.

[anneaskew]

Alone In The Dark

Alone in the dark A peace I find nowhere heither With such sorrows fraught The darkness ties their mangled wings So that such sorrow be tied up in a knot The grief which man suffers To most, turn their eyes,.. Need not bother Grief which turns as pain How doth thou call my name If be that one mans supper Be of another mans suffer I close my eyes to remain The answers to such afflictive…

[surelookbutnothingtoseehere]