#beidou scenarios

[valiantartwritingweasel]

Indulging in alcohol

;In which you are NOT underage like they try to shove onto me in this stupid game 

You are an unspecified gender though (meaning no pronouns mentioned <3)

This is friendship based but with a hint of affection that you can interpret however you like :)

(To be fair though some of these read like “they were the bestest of friends, they sent each other flowers and kissed as a sign of mutual appreciation <3”)

Tw: obviously mentions of drinking alcohol. In all of them you're drunk and in some of them you're both wasted. This is meant for an 18+/21+ reader, there will be no mention of “Oh but are you old enough?"

I'm not sure if this is necessary but I'm not encouraging anyone to get wasted out of their mind. Stay healthy and all of that.

So far // Beidou, Diluc, Kaeya, Venti

‘: I may have overdone the pirate speech in Beidous and it reads like ass. My bad. Also you're an edgelord captain who named their ship “the shadow” because I couldn't think of anything better. (Its from a song lol (Tale of the shadow, if anyone's curious))

‘’: Beidou got the length of half a short novel and Venti got the length of a newspaper announcement.

Somewhere in Teyvat there was a spot in the sea, so far from land, whichever way you'd turn, all you would see would be the horizon. And somewhere on that part of the sea, there was a ship. On that ship, a crew so drunk off their asses, their bellowing and yelling could be heard in all corners on board. If possible, their voices were even loud enough to reach the next shore. 

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Beidou

Amidst the crew there stood a captain, holding their bottle up into the crowd, ending their cheerful speech.

“..and the freedom to do whatever the hell we want!” with limitations would your sober self have ended it with but that self had been long gone and your crew was already plunking their bottles together in loud cheers.

‘The Shadow’ had just raided a smuggler ship, successfully looting all their possessions and you figured you could drink the rum you plundered to celebrate. Your employers could surely do without it since you would be returning massive amounts of cargo, rum or not. Besides, they knew that you were a bunch of pirates, surely they could do the math on their own. You, as a captain, decided that that would be part of your payment regardless of their opinion.

The cheering of the crew left your focus when your lookout approached you to let it be known that she had spotted another ship on the horizon. 

Alarmed you mingled your way through the huddled mass of your drunken crew and stepped towards the reiling. You were surprised to see that the ship that had been supposedly “spotted on the horizon” was merely a few hundred knots away from you. You didn’t even need to make use of your spyglass to recognize the flag. “Sink me” you yelled out in surprise. If it wasn’t the one and only Crux crew. Your crew was definitely too drunk to deal with any important tasks at the moment, but they somehow managed to follow your order to let down the anchor while the Crux made a move to position themself next to your ship. The Shadows’ crew would do anything to have a good time with more rowdy fellows. 

After careful positioning, the other ship let down their Gangplank, making way for their crew to step onto your deck.

A woman, tall and confident, was the first to cross the plank and walked towards you with strong steps. Within seconds she had sauntered over you, while you had only stood there as you watched. “My friend” with a grin she opened her arms and tugged you into a rather rough welcoming gesture. You couldn’t really call it a hug, it felt more like a headlock. “Hey, careful.” You yelled, trying to shove her off but to no avail, seeing as your strength had pretty much left you at this point. “What, gotten soft?” She looked at you with surprise before her expression changed into a smug one “Oh my, you’re more than just squiffy. Just how drunk are ya?” you hiccuped in response, back at her. “Wanna join? We got loads of stuff.” You vaguely pointed into the direction of the stored rum. “A delightful offer.” She turned her head back towards her own ship, yelling to her own men “C’meover. They got the goods!”. Good for you that you had been used to people yelling into your ear. 

It didn't take as much strength and time as you had guessed to shove the woman off of your shoulder. Both of you armed yourselves with bottles of rum and took off to the bow of the ship, where you ended up sitting next to the railing. 

“Not surprised to find you and your men devouring copious amounts of alcohol in the middle of the sea” was the first thing she bellowed out after you had settled down. 

You scoffed at that and shrugged your shoulders. “Hey, anythin’ to keep my crew happy. What about you? Been keeping busy?” 

She nodded and answered in a proud tone “‘Course. Been back and forth the ports so much, I've found friends with the sharks.” You let out an amused laugh “They're probably the only ones that can endure your stink”. “Hey, you're the one who doesn't bathe. Not me.” she countered. You had to stop for a moment at that. Sadly enough you could only agree. You really bathed less than she did, plus she usually smelled pretty nice, all things considered. Like cooked beef? You wondered if that would still count as a compliment though. Beidou softly squished your shoulder “Hey, don't leave me alone here.” You blinked yourself back into attention “What's so interesting in there?” She nodded her head towards your own. You smiled at her “Just thinkin’ about how beautiful ye are.” She huffed in amusement and shoved you hard enough for you to fall. “Fine. Don't tell me.” All you could get out was an amused cackle, not bothering to get up from your position just yet.

Time passed by like a fly, as Beidou and you spent the night catching up. 

You half heartedly attempted to remind your loud sailors to at least try to be careful, only to later witness one of your crew fall off the reiling into the sea. You would've lost your mind at him, had it not been for Beidous delightful laughter that kept you away from scolding them all.

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Diluc?

Idk if i want to write that, the disapproval would hit HARD. Like he looks at you and you could swear you could see a pop up message above his head that reads “Diluc disapproves”

He finds you drunk [-50]

You end up thanking him earnestly for helping you and give him a bouquet to express it [+50]

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Kaeya 

“What are you looking at?” You fumbled, trying to bring out clear words. You were leaning against the city wall, slightly hunched over and almost incapable of looking straight ahead. Your vision was blurry, yet you could clearly make out who was facing you. How could you not, the deep blue hair was a dead giveaway around here. He huffed and crossed his arms “You tell me. Are you alright?” He huffed again, though this time barely audible “Looked too deep into the glass?” The tone of his voice cut sharp, filled with disapproval. “I’m fine” you mumbled “Just need a second…get some air” you felt like the wind carried away most of your voice, but Kaeya seemed to have heard you just fine. With a sigh he took a step towards you before he slipped a hand under your shoulder to keep you standing. “Come” he mumbled “let’s get you to a more secluded place”. 

With any other person you might’ve felt threatened but with him.. you didn’t. Instead you just let him lead you away, trying your best not to stumble over your own feet.

The man didn’t lead you far away, only a few steps off of the city wall and closer to the sea surrounding the city. Slowly he walked you down the small hill, towards the wooden pier that stood there, alone but steadfast. 

Somehow the two of you managed to sit down. With your feet dangling down into the water you looked into the distance, watching the moonlight dance upon the waves. The wooden post that offered stability felt hard behind your head but you welcomed the support. Kaeya had propped himself against the pole as well, sitting rather close.

For a while, neither of you said a word. You needed the time to clear your mind and to overcome the sensations that the alcohol had brought you.

After a while you managed to collect your thoughts, reminded of why you came here in the first place. 

“Do you ever wonder what it’s like?” you looked up into the sky “to be up there?” you tilted your head, not averting your gaze from the floating rock like city “being a god?”. 

There was a pause. It wasn't very common to talk so freely about this. But he still answered “Sure” his voice sounded quiet “but not for long. Thinking about what will never be is not a good thing, you know?” He shot you a glance. 

You took a deep breath, meeting his gaze for a second before whispering “I know. But I can’t help but let my mind wander. To all the things that could be…”

You heard him sigh before you felt his hand on your shoulder. “Don’t” it took everything out of you to listen to his words. “Trust me.” He took his hand away as you shot him a long look of wonderment. You’ve always felt that there was more to the man than he let on. But you never knew what exactly it had been. Still, you nodded “sorry. I just get sentimental sometimes”. He sighed a quiet “It’s alright” before he stared off into the distance. You kept your eyes fixed on him, too intoxicated to care about shame and instead you let your chin fall onto his shoulder. You mumbled another soft “sorry”, now meant in a broader sense than before. He hummed a soft noise that made you feel calm. He wrapped his arm around you and his hand found its way on your shoulder, squeezing it softly. He softly repeated himself “it’s alright” before he placed a light kiss on your forehead.

You could only be thankful for his presence. If nothing else, he had always been able to calm you down.

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Venti

A soft breeze ruffled through your hair while you looked into the stars. It was night and you were lying around in the grass outside of city bounds, just staring into the sky and letting your thoughts drive through the wind. 

With no warning a figure jumped into your view, disrupting the quiet night and making you jump in your skin. The figure was grinning from ear to ear. “My my, what have we here?” a cheerful laugh sounded through the air “a rogue drunkling?”. 

You groaned upon realization “Don't sneak up on me like that, I have no way of defending myself.” Neither physically nor verbally you continued in your head. In response, Venti just giggled while he let himself fall down next to you. He spread his arms in a dramatic way and, purposely, let his hand fall onto your face. “Ophfh, comeon” you took his hand in response and threw his arm back into his own face. He laughed before he turned towards you to engulf you in a hug. Or well, tried to anyway. You laughed at the way his head barely reached your neck. “Dwarven twink” you mumbled but did not let that stop you from putting your arm around his shoulders. 

Venti laughed quietly. After that you both went quiet, just staring into the vast sea of stars.

He broke the silence with a sincere tone in his voice. “Hey, you’ve been drinking a lot recently. I’m worried about you, humans shouldn’t drink that much” You huffed, shoving him a little. “You're human AND tiny, you should worry more about yourself”. He didn’t give you an answer to that, instead he only looked toward the horizon, humming a soft tune of acknowledgement and comfort.

[gfdazai]

IT'S LOVE, IT'S ROMANCE.

* Being in a relationship w/ them.

* CW / Established relations, GN reader (I thinkies,) not proofread / edited, I'm making this up as I gooo! Sorry if this is OOC, it's been a wwhile since I've genshided?... Genshinend?.... Yknow. this isnt good im ngl. SO RUSHED this is . unbelievable. It's all over the place but

Ningguang, who showers you with anything that you look at when going window shopping. She doesn't even think twice about the price — despite your refusals, and complaints — she gets you to accept it eventually.

Ningguang, who lets you do her hair as a sign of love. She's a busy lady, it's basically a proclamation of love when she spares enough time for you to sit down, comb her hair and braid it, if you're lucky enough.

Ningguang, who hunts out almost every Qingxin when you say one is pretty. Ningguang, who pays for a crate of cecilias when you say you wished they grew in Liyue.

Beidou,, who brings you back stuff from each of her voyages! ! You say you'd like some fabric from Inazuma? Done. You want wine from Mondstadt? Done, even quicker!

Beidou, who collects shells for you from each shore she comes across. All her treasures (shells), are taking up at least 3 drawers. You don't have the heart to stop her, as she seems so happy when she brings you another pouch everytime she's home...

Beidou, who schedules a whole day for cuddling before she leaves. She refuses to take you with her — scared of you getting hurt, or something — so she spends as much time with you as she can. She forces you to clear your schedule to stay in bed with her all morning, not caring if you had a meeting with whoever, wherever.

Lisa,, who constantly uses you as a guinea pig for her potions. You wanna spend time with her? Okay, just drink this!! Of course, she'd never let anything harm you, she only gives you the potions with the silly side effects.

She'd constantly tease you, calling you petnames that not even the flirtest would think of, just for the amusement of seeing you flustered. If you tease her back, though? It's like a compitition of who get's more flustered first. It's gotten so bad, to the point of the library emptying out because of it.

Lisa, who doesn't even spare you from her punishments as a librarian! Oh, you forgot to give her the book last night? No, no, that simply won't do! She can't be stopping her job for her pretty thing, no, not even for you. ...At least she apologizes afterwards.

Furina,, who 'makes' (gets someone else to make) sweets for you. She somehow knows exactly what you want, and exactly when you want it.

She'd also let you sit in on tea parties, right next to her. She'd make you a little hat like her own, like her own little claim on you, making you sit there and look like her pretty little thing.

Furina, who gets flustered the moment you imply going anything romantic. Holding hands? Not that bad, it'll get her a little flustered. Kissing? She feels like she's having a heart attack after the first kiss the two of you share.

She'd get Neuvillette to get you plushies, preferring to stay with you as he goes to find whatever animal she requested this time. She'd get jealous if you picked a plushie to have in your arms instead of her, whining and wiggling around in the bed until you replace the plushie with her.

Please don't steal my work, nor feed it to any sort of AI. Thank you! ♡

[liviavanrouge]

Ayame(11): Ayato, why won't you let me help?!

Ayato(11): Stay out of this, Ayame, it doesn't concern you

Ayame: YOUR SAFETY DOESN'T CONCERN ME?! AYATO THERE ARE PEOPLE WHO WANT YOU DEAD!!

Ayame: Do you know how shady a part of this family is?! We're twins, I can take the darker part of everything!

Ayato: *Stops and looks at Ayame* Who says I want your help?

Ayame: Huh..

Ayato: You've always been the major crybaby of this family, crying over the littlest things to me, what makes you think I see you worthy enough to work beside me to run this household?

Ayame: *Stares in shock, his eyes watering* I just wanted to help..

Ayato: Look at me..then looks at yourself, who really needs help between the two of us

Ayame: You're just a big bully, Ayato....you're absolutely terrible..

Ayato: If I'm terrible then what does that make you as my twin?

Ayame: *Clenches his fists, wiping under his nose* Fine....be that way..

Ayame: *Turns and walks away*

Ayato: *Stares after him then sighs* Sorry Ayame...

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Ayato: *Slides the door to his and Ayame's room open*

Ayato: *Stares in shock at the ransacked room, finding Ayame's clothes and hair band gone* Ayame...

Ayato: *Looks away* AYAME!!!!

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Ayame: *Walks down to the docks, dragging his bag after him*

Ayame: *Climbs into one of the crates, closing the top* I'm never coming back here.

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Paimon: WAIT! SO YOUR BROTHER RAN AWAY FROM HOME!!

Ayato: *Chuckles* I...was quite harsh on him, that night I was stressed because I found people trying to turn him against me once again but..it seems I did that myself

Ayato: Ayame is my twin, we know what the other is thinking practically which always surprised everyone around us when we finished one another's words..

Aether: And you want us to find him?

Ayato: Please do...there's been rumors going around that I've grown long hair and packages that were supposed to come directly to me always got left at the front with no delivery person in sight

Ayato: I've searched for Ayame since that day and if there's anyone who could start such rumors and leave packages outside, it'd be Ayame

Paimon: OH! Because he doesn't want you to see him!

Ayato: That's right..his words "Out of Sight, Out of Mind" had always been his favorite, he thinks if he can avoid me, I'll forget about him...

Ayato: He's my twin...I could never...so please find this long haired Ayato and bring him to me

Luna: Let's do it Big brother Aether!

Aether: *Nods* Alright, let's find Ayame

~

Beidou: Hey, did you deliver that package that was suddenly given to you?

Ayame: *Peeks over the edge* Of course I did, why would I keep it..

Beidou: Okay, you long haired Ayato, keep being sarcastic and watch what happens!

Ayame: *Grins* You're not my Mom~

Kazuha: *Chuckles* Ayame

Ayame: *Leaps down, landing in a crouch, his hair tied in a ponytail* We depart in two days right?

Kazuha: Yes...

Ayame: Then I'm going for a stroll through Inazuma again..and do some training

Beidou: Be back in an hour, I need your help with the crates!

Ayame: *Waves his hand, his claymore appearing in his other hand* Got it!

Beidou: He worries me sometimes...

@queen-of-twisted

[lightning24680]

Genshin s/o meets your younger self

Hi everyone! I know I've been inactive for a few months and honestly I've just been so unmotivated lately, but I'm back now! So I've just been having this idea in my head for awhile what if the genshin boys and girls by some mysterious unknown circumstance meet a younger you who's like the polar opposite of who you are now? I thought it'd be interesting to try and write this so if it turns out being crappy I guess I tried lol. Well hope you enjoy! Characters include: Childe, Scaramouche, Heizou, Wriothesley, Beidou, Shenhe, and Yelan.

There will be a Pt.2 to this! Lighting 24680~

ℂ𝕙𝕚𝕝𝕕𝕖/𝕋𝕒𝕣𝕥𝕒𝕘𝕝𝕚𝕒/𝔸𝕛𝕒𝕩

Childe has no idea how this happened as he stares at the kid that just appeared in the middle of his fight with a small bunch of treasure hoarders that he’d easily eliminated. The kid looked at him they were the splitting image of his s/o, y/n. The kid looked at him unimpressed as they looked around the “battlefield”. The kid sighs as they walk up to him “look Mister I’ve got no idea in hell who you are or where the hell I am and considering the fact that I’m in what seems like Liyue I’m gonna assume I’m in some fucked up dream" the kid said to him. Childe just stood there unsure of what to say or do.

This kid couldn’t possibly be his calm and polite s/o! Y/n would rather say the most ridiculous phrases they could think of then swear. But the kid standing in front of him looked like a carbon copy of his s/o he couldn’t deny that this was too freaky to be a coincidence.

Childe raised his eyebrow and bent down on one knee so he was eye-level with the kid. He put on his friendliest smile well that's not a very polite thing to say to someone you've just met! He scolded the kid gently before introducing himself. My name is Childe and you are?

Younger you just looked at him in disbelief for a solid minute before questioning in the most sarcastic and mocking tone Childe had heard in his life (seriously this kid could rival Scaramouche!) are you serious? Like legitimately serious...you're name is Childe? Younger you scoffed before a mocking smirk crossed their lips, that's so fucking stupid of course that's your name ginger.

Childe was incredulous, his jaw dropped open at the boldness of this kid! Why listen here you-! Childe was cut off by the kid saying well anyways my name is a LOT better, my name is Y/n don't forget it loser. Childe's eye's widened oh no no no, there wasn't any WAY that this bold, sarcastic little kid was his s/o!!

Oh crap...Childe muttered as he looked at the kid before him who was currently looking away from him bored.

𝑺𝒄𝒂𝒓𝒂𝒎𝒐𝒖𝒄𝒉𝒆~

It had started off as a normal boring day for the sixth harbinger who admittedly had nothing to do and had disappeared from the sight of his subordinates. He would've been with you if it wasn't for your annoyance of a job (being an experienced adventurer in the adventurer's guild). So it came as quite the surprise annoyance of the harbinger to deal with a kid who looked exactly like you.

Scaramouche has never been and will never be someone to ignore the possibilities of supernatural dealings. He doesn't trust the world, why would he not believe in coincidences of all things! How unbecoming of him would that be?

All he does is look at the younger version of you (who had crashed into his legs and had been running from something...) unimpressed. I assume your name is Y/n? He asked with a small sigh of irritation at his walk being interrupted, if only it had been his you that had interrupted him.

Younger you looked at him surprised and not bothering to hide it (unlike him). Wow Mister how'd you know that?! Younger you asks him curiosity swimming in their eyes. Yeah! My name is Y/n the one, the only, at your service...well for the right price! Younger you points their finger at him dramatically a gleam of mischief in their eyes.

Scaramouche has no idea what to do with this younger you, he’s half tempted to just leave this little you here and walk off. However he knows you would scold him big time if he did that curse you for being that metaphorical angel on his shoulder. He sighs irritatedly as he turns to where younger you had been standing only to see younger you was not in fact there…Oh for the love of-! Scaramouche grumbles as he’s forced to now put effort into finding this little you…and off he goes on his new babysitting task.

H⃞    e⃞    i⃞    z⃞    o⃞    u⃞

Heizou the master detective himself! Let’s be honest he’s not gonna be thinking of something supernatural or mysterious or anything along those lines when he walks into the Tenyrou Commision only to see mini you. Surprised yes he 100% is but he gets over it quickly and focuses on how the hell is he going to get mini you back to their timeline?!

Simple answer…he goes to Kujou Sara and charges her with babysitting you while he goes off to investigate what could’ve caused mini you’s appearance. And what a mistake that was!! He got back to the Tenyrou commission only to be told that you had been “kidnapped” by a mysterious tall figure with horns and Kujou Sara had gone after you. Heizou could practically hear his eye twitching in disbelief as he face-palmed and went off to find you, Itto, and Sara.

When he finally finds mini you with Itto his jaw drops because there you are covered in mud and flowers as you giggle and laugh while you beat Itto in an Onikabuto match. He’s practically stunned speechless because the Y/n he knows absolutely HATES being dirty and is very much a “neat-freak” as he so often teases you about. As soon as mini you sees him they come over and drag him over by the hand all the while talking rapidly (in bad grammar might he add!) about “I was totally destroying Mr. Oni here in our Onikabuto face off, and Mr. Detective you should’ve seen how we hid from that tall lady with the red mask!”

Mini you was laughing and talking a mile a second! Heizou just stared as a small smile appeared on his face looks like he had a lot to learn about his s/o from when they were little because as long as he’d known them they’d always talked deliberately and calmly this was so unusual to him and he found himself enjoying it as he sat down with mini you and Itto he finally processed what you’d said. Wait Y/n what did you say you did to the talk lady with the red mask?! He asked you his face going pale as he heard his name yelled angrily in the distance HEIZOU!!!

𝓦𝓻𝓲𝓸𝓽𝓱𝓮𝓼𝓵𝓮𝔂

He’s the Warden of the whole damn Fortress of Meropide and a Duke of Fontaine he’s seen some weird shit before! Hell this man legit has an ancient evil entire SEA that glitters basically in his basement and he’s just above it drinking tea~and going about his day, like he’s gonna be phased by a teenage you appearing outta nowhere.

Anyways it all started with Wriothesley walking into his office and up the stairs only to stop in his tracks and raise an eyebrow as he sees why seems to be you just well…shorter sitting in his chair snoring away and like a classic teenager had your feet propped up on his desk.

Only that wasn’t classic you behavior, you were one of the most polite people Wriothesley knew and he’d never once seen you look so mannerless, it was obvious to him that something had happened to you or at least that this wasn’t his you. So he summons Sigewinne to his office and before she gets there he wakes “you” up. Younger you startles awake with a mumble of what the hell I was having a good dream! Only to see Wriothesley and let out a very undignified yell tumbling out of the chair and onto your ass.

Wriothesley let a smirk flit over his features for a second as he watched you fall out of his chair before saying in a smooth voice “ well good morning to you too little delinquent” he lets out a small chuckle as he stands with his hands in his pockets as he looks down on younger you.Younger you just stares up at him in surprise a disgruntled look on their face before they fully take him in and all they manage to get out is a “holy shit someone pinch me ain’t no way this is real” before suddenly getting knocked out with a tranquilizer dart.

Sigewinne stood in the door way her tranq gun in her hand a proud smile on her face “I’ve knocked the intruder out your grace!” She announced to Wriothesley who just sighs as he looks at younger you’s unconscious form and laughs a little.

Thank you Sigewinne he says exasperatedly before saying I’m going to steep some tea and walking away. How was he going to explain this to Sigewinne he thought to himself as he walked away a glint of amusement in his eyes as he remembered younger you’d reaction to seeing him.

𝔅𝔢𝔦𝔡𝔬𝔲

Beidou is a free spirit and a force to be reckoned with and she loves you to the bottom of the depths and back so when she finds a kid that resembles you sleeping in your spot on your guys shared bed in her cabin instead of you she gets worried. She knows that when she left her cabin last night you had been sleeping there in that exact spot and she’s just a lot little pissed that someone would have the nerve to kidnap you from under her nose on her ship and replace you with some kid! In any case she gently wakes up this supposed random kid only to be shocked when the kid slaps her hand away and sleepily sits up with a yawn. Beidou glares at younger you. Hey you little rascal what’s your name and why in the name of the archons are you on my ship! She proclaims loudly.

Younger you looks at her confused ah my name is Y/n Ms….? Younger you trails off as they stare at Beidou analyzing her clearly planning out what to say as she’s just stuck in place speechless as she looks at this strange kid that is apparently her s/o which is strange because her Y/n certainly doesn’t think before they act as she’s so fondly learned (you once jumped onto a sea monster effectively scaring the shit outta her.)

Beidou keeps staring for a minute before calling up to her crew, SET SAIL FOR JUEYUN KARST!! The adepts should be able to fix…whatever happened here she sighs as she looks at younger you who’s become transfixed with her eyepatch.

𝓢𝓱𝓮𝓷𝓱𝓮

Shenhe takes the situation better than anyone else. In fact she…kinda just assumes this is some human thing she doesn’t understand yet. When she finds little you in your house’s living room curled up on the couch stuffing heartstring noodles into their mouth she doesn’t even question it besides the fact that your in strange clothes she’s never seen before in a color scheme she had no idea you liked, the warm hues surprising her since she’d only ever seen you in cool colors.

My dear why have you…grown smaller? She asks little you politely. Little you turns around confused their mouth half open and noodles dripping out. Who are you? Little you questions her nonchalantly like it was normal for strangers to be in their house but like Shenhe was some “new stranger.”

Now Shenhe is confused little you clearly isn’t her s/o, at least not the version of you that belongs in her timeline. Now that she’s focusing on little you she can sense a faint spiritual energy on you. Oh dear I believe Cloud Retainer may have an answer for this come with me Y/n she tells little you kindly holding out her hand for little you.

Yelan

Yelan works for Ningguang she’s seen weirder things, hell she’s done weirder things. When she finds you randomly out near the golden house after hearing rumors of “a warrior with a red mask inside the golden house” getting prepared to go inside and fight the warrior to claim the Mora, well she’s surprised and then surprise turns to understanding when she sees your small form you can’t be older than 14 she thinks to herself as she makes her way over.

Before you can do anything she’s already tied you up in her hydro ropes and picked you up slinging you over her shoulder with a sigh of amusement. Younger you reacts exactly how she’d expect with a “tantrum” yelling about how some strange lady shouldn’t be trying to kidnap a “formidable fighter.” She chuckled a ghost if a smirk dancing across her lips. Sure little one as if I didn’t just tie you up in the span of two seconds she scold younger you.

Now let’s get you to Bubu Pharmacy I’m sure Dr. Baizhu would be more than happy to help me figure out what happened to my calm and levelheaded s/o she says as she easily carries you towards Liyue Pavilion. All the while younger you is complaining and muttering. Simply put by the time Yelan gets to Bubu Pharmacy her eye is twitching, she has dirt on her outfit, and younger you has one of her gloves in their mouth as a makeshift gag. Baizhu simply raises an eyebrow and opens his mouth to speak before Yelan interrupts him and raises her gloved hand long story she says as she mercilessly plops younger you on the flour with a THUD! Just fix them please she says with a groan.

[t00lazy]

Lumine and Aether got me laughing so hard.

“Would You Kiss Me If I Turned Into A Frog?” PT.2

Note: Aaaaahhh- It’s finally doneee!! Part 2 of “Would you kiss me if I turned into a frog?” Les go! This took me longer than it should’ve.. Procrastination at its finest-

Part 1

Characters Included:

Childe, Scaramouche, Lumine, Aether, Beidou

Warnings: Crack, The twins are menaces

This part is entirely just crack lmao-

Scaramouche straight out rejection with no hesitation :’)

Hope you guys enjoyed this! Sorry it took so long and thanks for the love on the first part!!~ ♥️

Reblogs are much appreciated!

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[ryuucam]

GIRLS DAY OUT

˓𓄹 ࣪˖ multiple characters scenario (inspired by the 5.4 genshin onsen event)

tw dubcon-ish, ass slapping (1), implied threesome, nsfw utc … MDNI

after weeks of pleas, you and your two friends finally decided to take some time off and go to a bath house together — there’s nothing wrong with that, right? too bad you feel your core getting wetter with each sigh of pleasure, not to talk about their curves on full display. what’s really unfortunate is that when you’re trying to exit the bath, you slip and fall on top of your cute friends in a…compromising position.

you opened your eyes because you could feel their hands roaming on your naked body — one was busy groping your ass cheeks and copping your pussy, while the other was throughly massaging your tits. once you started letting out lewd mewls, they got out of the bath, carrying you with them, and they laid you on the floor. what a sight, they both think: surely it doesn’t happen often to see your cute friend is such a compromising position. heavy tits soaked in water and soap, face flushed and pussy glistening (they don’t know whether it’s because of your arousal or water, though). soon enough, one of your friends makes you lay your head on her plush thighs, and lowering her fat tits right above your head. the lewd sight only makes you rub your own thighs against each other, but the other’s hands are quick to spread your legs and to slap your ass, making you understand that you need to behave. they are the perfect mix: nice and mean. however, the nicer one is also quick to lose her patience, pushing her breasts over your head, covering your eyes — poor you, you actually thought you’d be able to taste her nipples so soon? that’s reserved for later, cutie. you’re not going to stop fucking anytime soon. after all, they’ve been repressing those urges for a long time, so why don’t you be a good puppy and let them use your lewd body?

CHARACTERS … ei + yae miko, lisa + jean, beidou + ningguang, clorinde + navia, shenhe + yelan, eula + rosaria (genshin impact) ruan mei + the herta, kafka + himeko, acheron + black swan, tingyun + yukong (honkai star rail) shoko + utahime (jujutsu kaisen)

[princeofstarspost]

𓍊𓋼~Day 3: Daddy/mommy~𓋼𓍊

Type: Multi headcannons

Description: Yeah I'm posting day 3 on the 10th...look I tried, I swear but I'm lazy lmao. Basically just some scenarios where the reader calls characters mommy/daddy. Soft mommy and daddy moments as well as...not so soft ones... hehe

Rating: Very explicit, read at your own risk

Reader: GN throughout, bottoms

Includes: Billy Kid, Diluc, Lyney, Arlecchino, Dehya, Mauvika, Zhongli, Albedo, Itto, Aether, Ninguang, Xilonen, Navia, Kinich, Tighnari, Alhaitham, Ayato, Neuvillette, Kazuha, Xiao, Heizou, Childe, Mona, Furina, Kaeya, Dottore, Capitano, Wriothesley, Eula, Scaramouche, Cyno, Ororon, Yae Miko, Raiden, Kujo Sarah, Chlorinde, Beidou, Lisa

Soft Daddy~

He'd groan deeply as you softly moaned out that name, his breaths shortening as his excitement took hold of him. It just sounded so good coming from you..

You'd sharply inhale as he bit down on your shoulder, grinding his hips into yours while the name left your lips again, "Mnnn yes daddy, right there. Please~"

-Cyno, Billy Kid, Ororon, Kinich, Albedo, Xiao, Tighnari, Kaeya, Heizou, Kazuha, Ayato, Alhaitham, Neuvillette, Lyney, Aether

Rough daddy~

"Ahhh! F-fuck daddy!" You'd scream, nails digging into your pillow case as pleasure overwhelmed your body.

He'd be rutting himself in you so deeply, faster and faster as that special word left your dirty mouth again and again. Nothing can stop him now, he needs you, he needs you to be fucked harder then you've ever been. And he needs it now.

-Dottore, Capitano, Wriothesley, Diluc, Scaramouche, Itto, Childe, Zhongli

Soft mommy~

"What do you say? Be a good pet now and use your manners..."

She'd smirk, looking down at you with amused eyes. She loves it when your under her spell like this, helpless under her gaze and quivering like it's your first time. You're completely hers in everyway and you know it.

"P-please mommy, please! I...I'll do anything!"

-Yae Miko, Lisa, Xilonen, Mona, Beidou, Mauvika, Ninguang, Navia, Furina

Dommy mommy~

"Say it again!"

Strands of your hair would catch on her fingers as she yanked it, forcing you to open your mouth while her thick strap dragged in and out of you with no remorse.

You'd be a puddle beneath her, drowning in heat as you tried to call her what she wants, "M-mnmmmm! M-mom-myyy! Nggh! Ahh!" You can't, you're so far gone on her cock you can't speak, just scream incoherent sounds as she fucks into you harder.

-Raiden, Kujo Sarah, Eula, Arlecchino, Dehya, Chlorinde

Full kinktober list: here

[drabblejester]

good day, mister jester :) I see youre taking request. sicne you yourself are a jester, might i ask how the archons would deal with having their own jester? (making silly jokes, harmless pranks etc) how they acquire said jester is up to you!

how the ARCHONS would treat you as their JESTER!

requested by: wonderful sillay anon!!

parings: all archons & jester!reader

content warnings: none!! just silliness

comments: take this as romantic(NOT FOR NAHIDA) or platonic idc HEEHEE!! this is a splendid ask thank u my liege <3 probably ooc

VENTI:

you’re jester’d by him after he found you on the street, while he was bumbling around drunk. thought you were funny, so he just tagged you along!!

and oooh he LOVES you!!! he writes so many songs for you to dance along to, happily singing and strumming his little lyre while you bust a move

if anything its the both of you that are the jesters… instead of you being in a ‘jester & god’ scenario, its more of a ‘jester & jester’ thing. you tell eachother jokes, sing with eachother, etc! and after yall have fun, you lay down in the grass together and snooze :3

ZHONGLI:

you’re jester’d by him after one of the millith recommend you to him, saying many good things about you and your antics!!! he meets you in person and it goes well!!

despite his strong and gentle demeanor, he will giggle and watch you happily. in fact, he actually HELPS you pull off pranks. ranging from replacing all of venti’s sugar with salt, painting on the hull of beidou’s ship, or snatching masks from fatuus, you’re having fun alongside him sometimes!!!

he treats you super well, lavishing you with yummy treats and delicious tea. he makes a little room for you somewhere in the inn, and always makes sure you’re happy and well taken care of.

RAIDEN:

you’re jester’d by her after miss sara almost puts you in jail. thankfully, your silly demeanor and joyous attitude captivated her. so you get to go free! as long as you can provide her some entertainment sometimes.

she actually doesn’t have you entertain her that often, just kinda keeps you around like a cool rock. more often, you’ll find yourself entertaining her guards and her loyal followers instead. which is still nice!

she’ll try her best to take care of you, but ultimately ends up just plopping you in the hands of the people she trusts. she isn’t too fond of your pranks but she loves your performances, so you’re equipped with props and costumes :3

NAHIDA:

you’re jester’d by her after you were grabbed by the scruff by a forest ranger, gently being ushered back into the city like a lost cat. which you might as well be! she saw you, you told her a few jokes and gave her some candy, and she got somewhat attached

she really likes your jokes!!! simple puns only, and the occasional riddle. a lot of the time, she’d actually be telling YOU riddles! sadly they’re very hard to figure out so good luck. you get to teach her about certain jokes but you have to explain the punchlines 50% of the time

life with her is very simple, she holds you as an equal (maybe even as a sibling figure?) unlike other archons like raiden or mavuika. you entertain her, and she entertains you! like a nice equal exchange of knowledge in the form of silly jokes.

FURINA:

you’re jester’d after being caught by the guardes for breaking some obscure law, probably related to a prank you pulled. you’re dragged into court (which breaks your silly heart…), furina sees you, and VERRYY dramatically calls for a halt. she runs away with you(and neuvillette on your tail).

she treats you like a secret, not in a weird way but in a.. whispers to you to go and check out the magazine selection and sends you off like her personal little scarab. it’s very obvious you two are hanging out because BOTH of you became 10x more dramatic, but she refuses everything.

your living situation is like roommates, despite her holding some power over you. neuvillette insisted that you get a separate apartment but you both complained enough to where you got to stay hanging out. you’re like best friends!! you eat sweets together, hang out, etc. she even teaches you some of her super secret acting techniques!!!

MAVUIKA:

you’re jester’d after you become hopelessly lost in natlan, miserably jingling across the floor, and winding up in a family of saurians. she finds you all sad and weeping and ue ue ue, and takes you in like a little baby birdie.

actually, you don’t do much entertaining with her! when you do, it’s usually her trying to train you to become strong. thankfully your little kicks and sad punches don’t do much to her. so to cheer you up, she lets you tell her riddles and stories and jokes. turns out she is a SUCKER for puns.

you get to hang out in natlan wherever you want, like tossing a bird in the air and letting it fly away for a bit. your best nap spot is in a very cramped little cave, all cozied up with one blanket to make the edges less sharp. surprisingly it’s very cozy! you can even curl up above on the rocks like a lizard!!!!

TSARITSA:

you’re jester’d by her after a few fatuus find you all sad and wet in the city, jingling about and being a general disturbance to the peace (as god intended). you’re dragged all the way to the palace, to get judged. you’re not put in as a harbinger but you get to be a fool one way or another!

speaking of harbingers, they either love you or hate you. the tsaritsa will always ensure your safety from the weirdness of dottore and the edginess of signora, but you can’t help but be a little upset by them. she’ll wipe your tears and allow you to dance around the palace to help you feel better :3

you get free reign over the palace whether the harbingers like it or not. curled up on lab tables, hunched under chairs, maybe stealing a fatuu grunt’s bed, etc. and they don’t get to say anything bad about you because you’re the tsaritsa’s special little jester! pierro is still upset that you stole his cool nickname though

eat up my liege… leave no crumbs either. i just swept the floor

[definitelynotafurinasimp]

Navia, Lisa,Beidou, Sara likes to rest their boobs on their S/Os head. S/O has a strong neck luckily

Them resting their breasts on readers head

characters: Navia / Lisa / Sara x gn!reader (separate)

warnings: nothing too suggestive. But it’s more than handholding, so consider yourself warned

a/n: Cut out Beidou bc I usually only write up to 3 characters per request and she was the one I had least of an idea what to write for.

Anyway, hope you enjoy!

Navia

Navia and you had a very physical relationship, from holding hands, hugging each other whenever you met or cuddling when it was just the two of you, you had long grown accustomed to it. And while you kept it to an absolute minimum when the two of you were at work, the same could not be said about whenever Navia visited your office while you were busy filling out whatever paperwork you had left.

Just as she wouldn’t want to be interrupted however, the Spina’s President made sure not to distract you from your own, either relaxing on the couch or helping you avoid becoming too bored with smalltalk. And yet sometimes, simply talking to you wasn’t enough. Navia moving closely behind you as she moved her arms around your neck and began leaning against your chair as the two of you continued to talk.

All the while a new weight would be placed upon your shoulders… or more specifically. Your head.

The first few times it happened, you became completely unable to focus on your work. You may have never been able to bring it over your heart to tell her, but the paperwork you spent the rest of your workday pretending to fill out cost you countless nights. And yet, you decided to keep your mouth shut, simply deciding to learn how to continue to work through it instead of confessing just how distracting it was.

Because, while you weren’t shameless enough to outright state it, you didn’t mind. Far from it.

“Did you take care of the pothole I asked you about?” Navia cut through the comfortable silence as she stole a glance down at whatever paper you were currently working on, and while her question may have been about work, you wouldn’t have been able to tell from her tone alone. Her voice sounding more as if she had just asked you about how your day had been than anything else. 

“I made sure it was fixed as quickly as possible”, answered, causing Navia to let out a small chuckle. You may have been reliable enough normally, but whenever she asked you to do something you gave everything you could possibly muster to make sure it was done as quickly and perfectly as possible. 

Almost subconsciously, Navia moved her hand to pat your head, only to quickly remember that it was already occupied when she looked down on your head, a sudden thought crossing her mind.

“Say, isn’t it distracting to have me hug you while you work?” She thought out loud, earning herself a confused hum in response before you quickly responded.

“No, it’s fine. Don’t worry.”

“Are you sure? You don’t need to worry about hurting my feelings-”

“I wasn’t trying to protect your feelings. It’s fine the way it is, no need to move”, you cut her off almost frantically, only for your ears to turn ever so slightly red as Navia stared at you in stunned silence.

And then she let out a small laugh before returning her arms around your neck.

“Alright.”

Lisa

You have always had a hard time believing Lisa would accidentally lean against you in such a way that her breasts ended up resting on your head, something only made more difficult with each time the librarian suddenly caught herself doing it. Especially since she never seemed to learn from her mistakes, the same scenario occurring each and every time you found yourself in an almost completely abandoned library.

Once upon a time, you were embarrassed whenever it happened. Your face would heat up as you nervously tried to decide whether to tell her or not, only for it to happen more frequently the more accentuated your reaction was. Those days had long since passed, and yet Lisa’s accidents were far from being a thing of the past.

And so, you weren’t all too surprised when you suddenly felt the familiar weight on your head, your eyes not leaving the book in your hand for even a moment as a brief greeting escaped your lips, too used to it all to care too much.

And yet it all changed when you heard the familiar creaking sound of the library’s door swinging open, your eyes widening when it became clear Lisa had no intention of moving.

Her teasing was one thing. Someone else seeing you like this however? That was a whole different story. One you preferred nobody to be able to tell.

“You had your fun Lisa. Can you stop for today?” You asked meekly, not wanting anyone to hear your slightly panicked voice.

“What are you talking about, my cutie?” Lisa asked innocently, only for you to hold back a sigh response.

“My head.” You responded sternly, only to receive a small chuckle from her.

“You didn’t seem to mind it before.”

“Because I know you’re going to do your thing. And we were alone before”, came your whisper, no longer being able to pretend your gaze was on the lines in your book as you scanned whatever surroundings you could see without having to move.

“Are you embarrassed?”

So that’s what this was about.

“Would you reposition yourself if I admitted that I was?” You asked, only to receive nothing but silence in response, a sigh escaping your lips before you once again opened your mouth.

“Yes, I am.”

And just like that, it was like a weight was lifted from your shoulders, literally, as Lisa sat down next to you, a book of her own in her hands as her eyes briefly scanned the title of yours.

“Oh, I haven’t read that one in a while. Mind letting me read it once you’re done?”

Sara

Whenever Sara and you went over possible tactics, time-schedules for operations or the next couple of days or simply tomorrow’s training you liked to remain seated in your chair, having whatever papers you were working on laid out in front of you as you filled them out. The general however, often found herself walking around the room when your meetings drew out, trying to keep her mind sharp as you discussed plans.

Today was one such days, and as you heard Sara pace around behind you, your gaze remained locked on the schedule in front of you, pen in hand as it was ready to be swung around to correct any mistakes or adjust the plans accordingly. Yet as you tried to follow her thoughts, you quickly found yourself losing her.

“Sara? You said we’d let the troops take a small break after the march, right?” You interrupted her, only to quickly receive a response in the form of an acknowledging hum, causing you to continue.

“Where is this march? I can’t find it anywhere in the schedule”, you asked again, only for Sara to quickly approach the desk from behind before leaning over from behind you and pointing at one of the papers, asking you something you’d wish you could understand.

And yet your mind had left the papers in front of you a long time ago, your face heating up ever so slightly as you felt a sudden new weight on your head.

“Does that answer your question?” Sara asked, only to receive no answer in response, confusion and a bit of worry overtaking her mind the longer you remained silent.

“Are you alright?” She broke the silence once again, causing you to quickly try to ease her worries, only for your nervous stutter to intensify them.

“Uhm. S-Sure!”

“Don’t lie to me. Look me in the face-”, Sara demanded as she looked down to see yours, only to quickly notice the problem herself. The general taking a large step backwards as her own face turned a deep red, struggling to regain her composure for several minutes of excruciating silence as neither of you said a word.

And then, finally. You broke it.

“...so the break. 90 Minutes?”

“An hour should be sufficient.”

[random-thoughts4u]

How they react to you being hurt.

Cute character x reader that popped into my head. Mild OOC yandere vibes. Genshin Impact scenario's to help with that seasonal depression. Requests are still closed.

Was not proofread! I'm still getting in the swing of things. I made this mainly to help get my writing back on track.

Xiao, Kazuha, Zhongli

Xiao♡

♡ His eyes widen at the site of blood trickling along your arm, unbeknownst to you.

♡He hurries over to you with the speed of a concerned partner. Much like he does anytime you are in danger or hurt. Xiao was always so concerned with your well being. After all you two have been through he finds himself wanting to protect you more and more as the months pass.

♡His yellow hues would scan over every part of you, taking in your figure with worry plastered all over his face. "Tell me what happened." His voice was strict, but caring. Curious hands would reach out for you, gently taking your arm to cradle the weeping wound as he scans the now bruising mark. "Hilichurls ran me out of the woods today. I must have gotten hit when I was trying to escape."

♡ Taking in your words he stopped his anger from bubbling up for now. His sharp eyes would examine the gash intensely as he began cleaning it with a damp cloth. A hiss of pain leaves your lips causing him to freeze, the cloth hovering over the wound.

♡concerned eyes gaze down at you as he silently waits for you to approve of his first-aid. Nodding your head in response he continues to clean the wound.

♡ Once the blood is cleared from your skin, he grabs a fresh gauze, wrapping it expertly around your arm. A soft smile rests on his face as he examines his work. Pride swells in his chest as he takes in how well he helped you.

♡But that was short lived because he was quickly standing tall, making his way to the door to face off against the monsters that harmed you. The mask he usually adorned in battle was brought to his face as he summoned his weapon. His weapon creaked under his vice grip as he vanished into a puff of black and teal smoke surly going off to kill your attackers.

Kazuha◇

◇ His eyes would widen at the site of you being carried aboard the ship by captain Beidous crew members. Blood dripped along your face as you were sat beside a few unconscious fighters.

◇Before he knew it he was by your side, reaching down to grab your hand. Kazuha had seen the aftermath of war so he was skilled with first aid, and comforting those in pain. "Tell me what happened." Your tired eyes peer up at him as he brings your head to rest on his lap. "Vision hunters."

◇His eyes dart to where he knows your vision usually is and he feels a wave of relief wash over him seeing the gods blessing was still attached to your arm. He smiles softly at you before tucking his hair behind his ear.

◇ "Glad to see you didn't let them have it so easily. I'm very proud of you for standing your ground." He helped the first responders of the ship that hurriedly rushed around giving proper medical attention to those who needed it, but he made sure to pay extra attention to you.

◇Kazuha held you softly, whispering to you his most recent haiku as his way of comforting you. Skilled hands brush along the back of your head as you laid in his arms, wrapped up in gauze like some half baked mummy.

◇His soft red hues gaze down at you lovingly as he makes sure you're well taken care of. It was too risky to move you right now so you both would enjoy a beautiful night under the stars tonight. He would be sure to give those who harmed you a proper burial once his informant gathered their location.

Zhongli ¤

¤ Your eyes danced along the horizon as the fireworks sounded around you. You had been working hard all week and finally had a day to yourself, well sort of. A tall man dressed in a very respectable suit stood right beside you. This man being someone you've recently befriended.

¤ You smile up at him holding out a small bag filled with candies and sweets from the festival happening around you. With a glint of joy in his eyes he takes only one piece, saving the rest for you. "I insist on you holding onto those. I fear if I have too many I may not be able to enjoy other foods." He clearly jokes as you both move through the crowd. That's when you felt a sharp pain shooting through you.

¤Within seconds you're whisked away. The world around you blurs and you fall unconscious.

¤ Waking up you find yourself patched up along your side. Zhongli sat beside you, cradling your hand in his as he told you what happened. Some theif that panicked after a failed robbery had fled the scene, stabbing multiple people in the city.

¤Zhongli's golden eyes drank up your soft face, something hiden well behind his them. If you were not as empathetic as you were you certainly would have missed it. Animosity.

¤ "You are safe now. There is no need to worry about him. He has been captured and is awaiting trial." Your heart skips a beat as your eyes lock onto his. What you didn't know is there will be no trial. There wasn't even a body to be found. Not anymore.

[svynie]

This Year.. Maybe

Chapter 1: April 10 - So Close Yet.. So Far

5YNOPSIS: As fourth year begins, Kazuha steps into his sudden role as class president. But when a familiar presence enters the classroom, his carefully built composure wavers. A brief, awkward exchange during seating arrangements brings back a memory from two years ago.. a moment that changed everything for him Tags: KAZUHA X READER... not yet, fluff, modern au, high school setting in Inazuma, TOMO'S ALIVE! (i know that's not his actual name..) Heizou and Beidou Appearance, Unrequited Love/Pining (for now), reader's action is written as - You did this bla bla bla, Use of [Y/N]

WC: 4, 491

A/N: This was originally intended to be a oneshot, but as I started writing more, I found there were too many scenarios I wanted to explore.... So, I decided to turn it into a series instead! This chapter was the original oneshot, with a few added details and adjustments!! - anyone else want to be tagged..?

The morning sun peeked through the pale curtains of Kazuha’s room, dappling the wooden floor with light. The faint rustle of cherry blossoms outside blended with the distant chirping of birds, creating a serene melody.

Kazuha stirred under the soft covers of his futon, blinking groggily at the sunlight filtering through pale curtains.

“HEY! Kazuha!” Beidou’s voice rang out from downstairs, full of its usual lively energy. “If you don’t get up soon, you’re gonna be late! Dont make me drag you!”

Kazuha groaned, sitting up and trying to rub the sleep from his eyes. “I’m up..!” he called back, though the lethargy clinging to his limbs said otherwise.

He shuffled toward the bathroom, splashing his face with cold water in a bid to wake himself fully.

His reflection stared back at him, hair disheveled, crimson eyes half-lidded still lingering sleep.

By the time he stepped into the shower, the cold water immediately woke up his mind.

He lingered longer than usual, letting his thoughts drift.

Today was the start of his final year in high school.

The idea brought a strange mix of anticipation and unease, but one thought stood out above the rest: You.

Your name had been in the same class as his.. Class 4-B

Kazuha’s heart quickened as he recalled seeing it, placed among his future classmates. After years of fleeting glances and quiet admiration, fate had placed you in the same class...

Was it a sign? Or perhaps just a cruel trick to test his resolve?

He sighed, stepping out of the shower and toweling off. He dressed with practiced efficiency, smoothing the crisp fabric of his uniform and tying his hair into its usual loose ponytail.

Downstairs, the aroma of grilled fish and steamed rice greeted him, and Kazuha’s stomach growled in appreciation.

Beidou was already seated at the table, leaning back in her chair with an air of casual confidence. “Finally decided to grace us with your presence, huh?” she teased, grinning as Kazuha slid into his seat.

“You’re up early,” Kazuha replied, helping himself to a serving of rice and miso soup.

“Had a shipment to oversee at dawn...” Beidou said, waving a hand. “But I wouldn’t want to miss seeing my kid off on his first day back.”

Kazuha’s lips curved into a faint smile. Beidou wasn’t one for traditional displays of affection, but her pride in him was evident.

As they ate, she leaned forward, resting her chin on her hand. “So, what’s the plan this year, Kazu? Flying under the radar like always?”

Kazuha paused, chopsticks hovering mid-air. “Something like that,” he said lightly, though his thoughts were anything but simple.

Beidou raised an eyebrow but didn’t push.

Instead, she smirked. “Well, don’t let ’em push you around. You’re a Kaedehara, after all! Go make a splash!!"

He chuckled softly. “I’ll keep that in mind.”

After breakfast, Kazuha shouldered his bag and made his way to the door. Beidou followed, leaning against the frame as she watched him slip on his shoes.

“Good luck, kid,” she said, ruffling his hair as he straightened.

Kazuha glanced back, his eyes soft. “Thanks, Mom.”

The air was crisp and refreshing as Kazuha stepped outside, his satchel slung loosely over one shoulder. The cobblestone path that led to the heart of Inazuma City were now covered with the petals of the sakura trees. Each step he took stirred a few fallen petals into the air.

For most, this was simply another school day.

But for Kazuha, it felt like something more.

The idea of starting his final year was enough to make him reflect.. about everything.. but knowing that you would share his classroom this year had sent his emotions into overdrive.

The streets bustled with life as merchants opened their stalls and mothers ushered their children along. Kazuha weaved through the familiar sights.

As he passed by the riverbank, he couldn’t resist pausing for a moment. The gentle ripple of the water reflected the cherry blossoms overhead, and for the briefest of moments, Kazuha felt his heartbeat to steady.

But the memory of seeing your name on the class roster made his pulse quickened when he’d first spotted it. His lips quirked into a faint smile as he recalled.

[Y/N].

In Class 4-B.

With me.

It wasn’t as if you’d never noticed him before—you’d exchanged polite nods, once or twice—but this year felt different.

The proximity, the potential for interaction, and the possibility to finally close the distance between you—it was both exhilarating and terrifying...

As the school gates came into view, his stomach churned with nervousness. Students in their uniforms crowded the courtyard, their chatter blending into a harmony of excitement.

Kazuha slipped through the crowd, trying to mask his inner storm of emotions under his calm exterior. His destination was the bulletin board, where students gathered to confirm their class placements.

The board was covered in lists of names, neatly organized by class and year. He moved to the front, his heart beating just a little faster with each step. As he stood there, the names on the list blurred together for a moment—until he found it.

1. Kirara 2. Kuki Shinobu 3. Shikanoin Heizou .............

His gaze flickered from the first name to the last.

Kirara’s name made him smile a little, thinking of her playful, hardworking nature, always so full of energy.

Kuki Shinobu’s name, though, was a comfort—her sharp mind and calm demeanor were qualities Kazuha appreciated.

Then, of course, there was Shikanoin Heizou, with his tendency to be both mischievous yet quick-witted, he was the type of person who could get away with anything with just a wink and a smile.

But it was the last name that truly made his heart skip 7. Kaedehara Kazuha 8. [Your Name]

His fingers hovered over the list, still not quite believing it. There you were, placed right beside him in Class 4-B.

The sheer coincidence—could it be? Was this some sort of sign, or was it just luck?

He blinked, trying to steady his breath, but all the excitement and nerves seemed to rush into him at once.

In that moment, Kazuha allowed himself a soft, fleeting smile that no one else would notice, but it made his heart feel lighter.

He stepped back to let the next student through, slipping his hands into his pockets as he made his way toward the classroom, his heart warm with anticipation.

By the time Kazuha reached Class 4-B, the classroom was already beaming with excitement as students were catching up on their vacations, gossiping about the summer, and speculating on what this year would bring. Some were still settling into their seats, others chatting with familiar faces.

As Kazuha settled into his usual seat by the window, he couldn’t help but notice the gentle rustle of the curtains in the breeze. The room felt alive with promise...

His gaze drifted lazily toward the front of the classroom, and for the briefest moment, his mind wandered to other matters—the sea breeze, the distant rustle of leaves, and the soft hum of nature just outside the classroom walls.

It was a familiar feeling, like the world outside was calling him, reminding him that there were places beyond this room.

But today, everything felt heavy with anticipation, tethering him here.

His fingers lightly traced the edge of his desk as he waited for the bell to ring, the subtle pulse of his heartbeat was now an erratic drumbeat in his chest.

Finally, the door creaked open, and in walked Mr. Takahashi, the homeroom teacher.

"Good morning, Class 4-B!" Mr. Takahashi greeted, his voice steady and authoritative.

He was the.. sort of teacher who commanded attention without needing to raise his voice, a quiet confidence in his demeanor that immediately settled the room.

"Let’s get started."

As he walked toward the front, there was a palpable shift in the air.

The students, who had been chatting away moments ago, began to quiet down, eyes turning towards the front.

Kazuha felt the familiar stir of unease in his stomach, the sense that something was about to happen—something he couldn’t quite control.

Mr. Takahashi cleared his throat to get everyone's attention, "Before we get into the schedule for the year, there’s something we need to address. It's time for our class officer elections."

A collective groan echoed through the room, the sound of students who didn’t particularly care for responsibilities.

Then, there was a moment of silence as everyone waited for someone to take the initiative. After all, the elections was never something people eagerly volunteered for—it was just a formality, a necessary duty to get through the year.

Kazuha, ever the quiet observer, leaned back in his chair, his hands on his lap. He wasn’t particularly concerned about the election.

He’d been elected in other class officer roles in the past without much fuss.

It wasn’t also that he disliked it... it was simply that he preferred to lead quietly, from the background.

He had never been one to demand the spotlight.

"Alright, well then.." Mr. Takahashi continued, breaking Kazuha’s thoughts, "Let’s get started. I’ll open the floor for nominations. Who would like to volunteer for the position of class president?"

Silence.

Kazuha’s gaze shifted, taking in the faces of his classmates. No one seemed eager to take the lead, and the air was thick with reluctance.

His thoughts began to drift again, as they often did. He didn’t mind being the class president, but the position came with expectations.

Expectations that made him a little uneasy.

He wasn’t about to nominate himself too.

He wasn’t particularly sure that anyone else would nominate him, either. He had always been more of a quiet leader, stepping in when necessary but never pushing himself forward.

The minutes ticked by, the only sound in the room being the occasional rustle of a student shifting in their seat.

Then, unexpectedly, a voice pierced the silence.

"I nominate Kaedehara Kazuha!"

Kazuha’s eyes widened, his body stiffening in surprise. He turned toward the back of the room, where the voice had come from. Tomo—one of his closest friends—was grinning widely at him, hands raised in a mock salute.

"I SECOND THE NOTION!" another voice chimed in, Heizou's...

Kazuha blinked, his mind racing. He hadn’t anticipated this.

He hadn’t even thought to volunteer, much less be nominated so quickly. The idea of being class president was one thing, but having it thrust upon him in front of the whole class was... different.

He glanced around the room, his eyes scanning the faces of his classmates, most of whom were already looking toward him with varying degrees of curiosity.

A wave of heat crept up his face. He wasn’t entirely sure why his heart rate had picked up so suddenly. It was just an election, after all.

And yet, there was something about the way they were all looking at him now that felt... he wasn’t sure how to explain it.

Mr. Takahashi glanced over at him, eyebrows raised. "Well, it seems we have a nominee." He looked toward the class. "All in favor of Kaedehara Kazuha as class president, raise your hands!"

Kazuha didn’t move.

His gaze flicked from hand to hand as they shot up around the room—some with enthusiasm, others with casual indifference.

But then, in the middle of it all, he saw it.

Your hand.

You were raising your hand..

Kazuha’s heart skipped a beat, and he had to take a sharp breath to steady himself.

He hadn’t expected that.

The warmth of your gesture, the way your fingers moved so naturally in the air, felt like a soft reassurance.

He wasn’t sure why it made him feel like his entire world had shifted just a little.

When the votes were tallied, Mr. Takahashi nodded. "Looks like it’s unanimous! Kaedehara Kazuha, is now our new class president."

The class broke into applause, the sound echoing in his ears. Kazuha stood up, feeling the weight of everyone’s eyes on him. It wasn’t that he hadn’t held leadership positions before—but this time, it felt different.

This time, he couldn’t shake the feeling that there was more at play than just being the class president.

As the applause died down, Kazuha cleared his throat, raising his hands in an effort to calm the room. "Thank you," he said, his voice steady despite the churn of emotions inside him. "I’ll do my best to make this year run smoothly."

He tried not to let his nerves show, keeping his gaze steady as he surveyed the class.

It was only when his eyes caught yours again, the soft smile on your lips, that he felt a sense of calmness..

After the election concluded and the classroom settled into a familiar rhythm of idle chatter, Mr. Takahashi waved Kazuha over to the front desk. A neat pile of name cards lay waiting, along with a seating chart template.

“As our esteemed class president,” Mr. Takahashi began with a playful grin, “you get the honor of helping me decide everyone’s seating. and if you can avoid putting people with, uh, ‘history’ near each other, you’ll have my eternal gratitude."

“Understood, sir.” Kazuha chuckled lightly, though he felt an almost absurd level of responsibility. It wasn’t that assigning seats was difficult... it was the knowledge that where people sat might define their year.

Would friendships blossom? Would rivalries form? Would someone sit beside someone they secretly admired?

Would he...?

As he flipped through the cards, your name appeared.

It stood out.

Not because the ink was bolder or the letters more elegant, but because it carried a weight only he could see...

His fingers lingered on it for a heartbeat too long before he gently placed it down.

He began filling the chart, hoping to create a fair balance. The chatter of the classroom felt distant as he arranged friendships and personalities.

But when it came to assigning his own seat..

He faltered.

Kazuha closed his eyes briefly, a silent prayer forming.

"To any deity, archon, or celestial being who might hear me... let me sit with [Y/N]."

It was foolish. Selfish... even.

But the thought of being close to you—of seeing you not just as a distant admiration but as a part of his daily life—made his heart race in ways that scared him as much as they thrilled him.

Then, he carefully placed your name beside his own.

“Finished?” Mr. Takahashi asked, peering over Kazuha’s shoulder.

“Yes,” Kazuha replied, keeping his tone even despite the small scare Mr. Takahashi had given him.

“Great. Let’s see how long it takes for complaints to start rolling in,” the teacher joked, pinning the chart to the board. “Everyone, find your new seats!”

The classroom buzzed as students gathered around the chart. Kazuha remained at his desk, his expression calm though his fingers tapped a silent rhythm against his thigh.

He didn’t look up, not even when he heard footsteps approach.

“Looks like we’re seatmates,” you said, breaking the silence.

Kazuha glanced up, his breath catching for a split second. You stood beside him, your smile easy and unguarded, as if this was the most natural thing in the world.

“Yes,” he replied, though his voice wavered. He cleared his throat quickly, composing himself. “It seems so.”

You tilted your head slightly, amused by his formal tone. “Looking forward to the year, Kaedehara-san!"

His name on your lips felt like a melody. “A-As am I,” he stammered, cursing himself inwardly for the awkward response.

As you settled into your seat, Kazuha couldn’t help but steal a glance. Your attention had already shifted to arranging your supplies, but to him, the moment lingered like a dream he wasn’t ready to wake from.

Then... the memory resurfaced with startling clarity as Kazuha caught the faintest scent of cherry blossoms drifting through the open window.

Second Year Sports Day

The school’s sports day had arrived, and with it, the usual mix of excitement and energy that buzzed through the air.

While the rest of the school seemed to vibrate with uncontainable enthusiasm, Kazuha found himself sitting at the edge of the track, away from the heart of the festivities. His usual spot under the large sakura tree, a quiet refuge, stood at the farthest corner of the grounds.

The cool shade beneath the tree provided a temporary escape from the groups of students, their cheers and shouts muffled by the distance.

The only sounds Kazuha truly heard were the occasional rumbles of laughter and the rustling of the leaves overhead.

He opened his notebook, the familiar pages welcoming him like an old friend. He’d been trying to write a poem about spring, something inspired by the energy of the day...

Yet, as his pen hovered over the first line, he found himself distracted. His thoughts wandered, and the words refused to come.

His gaze drifted across the field, where students in brightly colored uniforms lined up for their respective events.

Some were stretching, some were chatting, and others were just as focused as he had hoped to be in his writing.

Yet, it wasn’t their energy that caught his attention.

It was you.

There you were, standing in the middle of your relay team, adjusting the ribbon on your uniform.

It wasn’t that you stood out because of any particularly noticeable trait.

You weren’t the loudest, nor were you drawing attention with over-the-top theatrics.

Instead, it was in the way you carried yourself.

Your eyes seemed to be focused on the track ahead, and your smile was soft yet determined. It was clear you were nervous, but there was an undeniable strength in the way you held your own.

As you adjusted the straps of your shoes, your hands moving in practiced motions, Kazuha felt an unfamiliar tightness in his chest. It was a strange feeling, one he couldn’t quite place.

He watched as you laughed at something your teammate said, your voice ringing clearly through the air, and for a moment, time seemed to stop.

He didn’t know why he couldn’t look away, why his thoughts were suddenly so jumbled. All he could do was watch as you leaned forward, preparing for the race to begin.

The whistle blew, sharp and clear, cutting through the air. The race started with a burst of energy. You took off down the track with the other runners, your legs pumping with determination, your face set with concentration.

You weren’t the fastest.

In fact, Kazuha knew that the fastest runners were already ahead, but there was something about the way you ran.

It wasn’t about speed.

It was about perseverance, about staying steady no matter the odds.

There was no frenzied urgency to your movements. You were calm—almost serene—despite the pressure of the race, despite the adrenaline coursing through your veins.

It was as if the entire world had fallen away, leaving only the rhythm of your body and the goal ahead.

The baton exchange came, and Kazuha’s eyes followed every move. As you passed the baton, you didn’t falter.

You didn’t hesitate.

The way you handed off the baton was smooth, like you’d done it a thousand times. Your face, flushed with effort, broke into a brief smile as you cheered for your teammate who took off next.

It wasn’t a smile directed at anyone in particular. It was a natural, easy smile—a smile that felt effortless and genuine, as if you weren’t concerned with anything other than the moment itself.

Kazuha couldn’t explain it, but that smile...so simple

Made something stir deep within him...

His hand, still gripping the pen, trembled slightly.

He was so absorbed in watching you that he didn’t realize his notebook had slipped from his lap and fallen to the ground with a soft thud.

The noise startled him out of his daze, and for a brief moment, he blinked in confusion as he looked down at the notebook, now on the grass beside him.

He shook his head, trying to clear the sudden fog in his mind.

But the moment he lifted his gaze again,

There you were—laughing with your teammates, clearly exhausted but no less joyful...

And suddenly, it hit him.

He hadn’t noticed you before.

Not like this.

Not until now.

The noises of the crowd faded, the rustling of the leaves turned into a soft murmur.

The only thing that mattered was you—your laughter, your smile, your quiet strength as you cheered on your friends.

In the space of a single moment, his world had shifted.

For the first time, Kazuha felt something he couldn’t explain—a pull, an unshakable weight in his chest.

Now, you were all he could see.

In his reverie, he didn’t hear the bell ring or the shuffle of students around him.

He was lost in the memory, feeling that familiar warmth rise in his chest, the same warmth that had blossomed quietly within him since that day.

But then a soft voice broke through the haze of nostalgia, sharp and clear.

“Kaedehara-san?” The sound of your voice snapped him back to the present, and Kazuha blinked, looking up in mild surprise. You were standing by his desk, your gaze not quite meeting his but still focused on him with an expression that held something like concern, a faint smile tugging at your lips.

“Kaedehara-san,” you repeated, your tone playful yet gently questioning. “Are you daydreaming...? You looked like you were a million miles away!"

Kazuha felt his heart leap in his chest.

The gentle teasing was enough to make him realize just how lost he’d been in his thoughts.

He quickly shook his head, trying to mask his embarrassment with a sheepish smile. “Ah, sorry, I—was just thinking.”

Your smile softened, though the hint of amusement still lingered. “I figured,” you said, tapping your fingers on his desk lightly. “You seemed so... far away.”

“Ah... I didn’t mean to seem distant,” he stammered, immediately trying to explain himself, but the words escaped him as quickly as they had arrived.

Instead, he offered a small, embarrassed laugh. “I guess I got a little lost in my head.” It was then that he realized he hadn’t even noticed when the class had finished, or how the others were packing up for lunch.

The room was quieter now, with only a few lingering conversations and the shuffle of bags and chairs. “Hmm, well, it’s good to know I wasn’t the only one spacing out,” you said with a small wink. “You’ve been pretty focused all morning. Do you need a break?”

Kazuha opened his mouth to respond but found himself at a loss for words.

His heart was still racing a little, not entirely from embarrassment, but from the realization that you were still here, still so close.

His chest tightened in a way he couldn’t quite explain, a feeling that had been growing steadily ever since he sat beside you today.

“I’m... I’m fine,” Kazuha managed, though his voice was quieter than he intended. He quickly gathered his things—his notebook, pen, and the scattered bits of paper that had somehow gotten mixed up throughout the morning—and began packing them into his bag.

But his thoughts wandered again, despite his best efforts to stay focused.

How could he tell you what had been on his mind for so long? How could he put into words the feelings that had been growing within him ever since that second year Sports Day?

He couldn’t, not yet. He wasn’t ready.

But as you turned to walk away, your voice lingered in the air. “Well, I’ll let you catch up on your thoughts then, Kaedehara-san. Don’t work yourself too hard, okay?”

Kazuha watched you go, his heart racing in his chest as the words you’d said echoed in his mind. "Don’t work yourself too hard."

How could he explain that it wasn’t work, but something much more complicated?

That it wasn’t just the class, or the presidency, or the seat arrangement that filled his thoughts..

It was you.

But he remained silent, and he let you walk away, his gaze lingering on the space where you had sat.

Later that evening, after the weight of the day had lifted,

Kazuha sat by his window, the sky had deepened into dusk, the stars flickering above like distant fires, and the air was cool.

It was quiet in his room, aside for the soft rustle of the wind and the occasional chirp of crickets in the night.

The silence gave him the space he needed to think, to process the emotions that were swirling within him... tangled and messy.

He had been thinking of you all day... how you had smiled at him when you called him out of his thoughts, how your voice had sounded when you’d asked if he was okay.

It had been casual.

But there was a depth to it that he couldn’t shake.

The truth was, Kazuha had known for a long time that his feelings for you had deepened.

Ever since that Sports Day in his second year, he had watched you from the shadows, silently admiring you from afar.

He had told himself, back then, that it was just a passing crush, something that would fade with time.

But it hadn’t.

It had only grown stronger, more persistent, like a plant planted deep in his heart that refused to wither.

And now, in his fourth year, here he was—seated beside you.

His heart pounding every time your voice brushed against his ear. He had told himself that the new school year would be the one where he finally found the courage to tell you.

But each time he thought about it, the fear gripped him all over again.

What if you didn’t feel the same? What if, by speaking his heart, he destroyed the quiet connection he had with you?

Kazuha closed his eyes for a moment, leaning back in his chair. “I have to tell them,” he whispered softly to the stars outside, as if seeking some cosmic answer. “This year, I have to.”

But as he sat there, a pang of longing tugged at his chest.

So close... yet so far.

You were right there, right beside him.

Yet the distance between his feelings and the courage to act on them felt like an unbridgeable gap.

His heart ached with the weight of it, knowing that despite being closer to you than ever before, he remained just as far from you in the ways that truly mattered...

But he knew that he couldn’t keep living in this quiet reverie forever.

Tomorrow would be another day. Another chance to take that first step, to move closer to you, to finally show the words that had been held back for so long.

With a soft sigh, Kazuha set his pen down and looked out at the stars.

They were distant, silent, and untouchable—but still, they shone brightly.

Just like his feelings for you.

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[ghostofviriena]

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I write:

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Twisted Wonderland

ᰔ⋮ Twisted Wonderland (Timeskip Only)

ᰔ⋮ Includes NRC students (aged-up), Staff, RSA boys, and Rollo.

ᰔ⋮ NSFW allowed: Timeskipped NRC + RSA boys + Staff.

ᰔ⋮ PLATONIC ONLY: Ortho Shroud, Grim, Skully.

ᰔ⋮ SFW - Soft/fluff/angst allowed: All.

ᰔ⋮ No non-con, no student x staff, no romantic Ortho.

ᰔ⋮ Reader is usually a same-age or a staff member when involving staff.

Tears of Themis

ᰔ⋮ NSFW allowed: All four male leads (Luke, Artem, Vyn, Marius).

ᰔ⋮ SFW/Fluff/Emotional HCs are always welcomed.

ᰔ⋮ GIRLS x FEM!READER for lesbians included (a rosa x reader? hell yeah).

Love and Deepspace

ᰔ⋮ NSFW allowed: Sylus, Zayne, Caleb, Rafayel, and Xavier.

ᰔ⋮ SFW - Soft/fluff/angst allowed aswell.

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ᰔ⋮ Fluff, angst, emotional healing themes are welcomed.

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Obey Me: Shall we date?

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ᰔ⋮ Fluff, angst, crack, and serious character study is/are allowed.

ᰔ⋮ Reader often a same-age member or friend. All NSFW tagged clearly.

Genshin Impact

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[yuusishi]

UNDER THE MISTLETOE

pairings : twst , genshin , hsr cast x gn!reader

genre : fluff , unestablished relationship , requited feelings

cws/tws : kissing lol (a lot)

a/n : happy holidays to all who have anything to celebrate and to those who don't I hope you enjoy a break and a warm december <3 this is also sort of my 1k special !! I know it isn't much but I couldn't think of anything to do to celebrate <//3

note: I know I mentioned friends in the first prompt but you can literally imagine these scenarios with either a crowd or alone lmao

"Oh. My. God" rang in their head as they looked up, eyes meeting the green leaf hanging above the two of you, "We don't have to push through with this... tradition if you don't want to..." they said but it came out as almost a mumble. As more teases fell from the mouths of your other friends, you couldn't help but inch closer to them, once you got the go signal you pressed your lips against theirs. It felt warm amidst the cold of the season and radiated a sense of comfort throughout your body.

(twst) Deuce, Cater, Ruggie, Azul, Epel, Idia, Sebek. (genshin) Jean, Amber, Ganyu, Chongyun, Yanfei, Sucrose, Thoma, Kirara, Kaveh, Layla, Charlotte, Navia, Kokomi (hsr) March 7th, Arlan, Asta, Bronya (sort of), Gepard, Luka, Qingque, Sushang, Guinaifen.

They stared at you silently, waiting for you to make the next move. Yes, they're interested in you and they know you were interested in them, but they didn't want to rush you. Eventually you stepped closer, tugging lightly on their hand before they tilted your chin. It was a calm, ordinary kiss, yet it made the cliché movie fireworks explode both in your mind and body.

(twst) Trey, Jack, Jade, Rook, Silver, Malleus. (genshin) Albedo, Ningguang, Zhongli, Kazuha, Shenhe, Cyno, Yun Jin, Ayaka, Alhaitham, Baizhu, Heizou, Nilou, Neuvillette. (hsr) Serval, Himeko, Natasha, Tingyun, Hanya, Argenti, Ruan Mei, Jing Yuan, Luocha, Argenti

"Well?" they said teasingly, throwing you a sly look as you fumbled around your outfit in an attempt to calm down. They waited until you stepped closer to them, their hand making its way to your cheek as they leaned in and kissed you. It was funny, you could've sworn you were sure they didn't like you back, so why were they kissing you so calmly yet with so much fervor? As you pulled back, you couldn't help the sense of longing as you looked back into their eyes looking like they, too, wanted more.

(twst) Ace (not a loser this time!!), Vil, Lilia. (genshin) Kaeya, Venti, Childe, Hu Tao, Itto, Yae Miko, Ayato, Lyney, Yelan, Wriothesley. (hsr) Kafka, Sampo, Black Swan (?), Sparkle

"There will be no 'kissing under the mistletoe'" They said sternly, but no one missed the tinge of pink dusting on their ears and cheeks. Despite the small disappointment, the party went on without a hitch. Later on into the night, you spotted them by the balcony admiring the stars with a small drink in hand and joined them saying you wanted a breath of fresh air. "I've liked you for quite some time now" fell from their lips, somewhat boldly even, the sudden confession made your heart skip a beat. A kiss placed on their lips was all the answer that they needed.

(twst) Riddle, Leona, Sebek, Idia (sort of), Jamil (genshin) Diluc, Beidou, Dehya, Xiao, Mona, Keqing, Rosaria, Eula, Raiden Ei, Kujou Sara, Kuki Shinobu, Tighnari, Candace, Scaramouche, Faruzan, Furina, Chevreuse. (hsr) Seele, Topaz, Blade, Yukong, Fu Xuan, Jingliu, Xueyi, Dr. Ratio

They had a mixed expression of shyness and also slightly explosive joy. I mean, they knew that you liked them back but they just haven't had the chance to tell you yet, you know? They impulsively (but gently) took your hands in theirs and looked you in the eyes as if telepathically asking you for consent. Once you gave your permission they immediately kissed you, their happiness was infectious and leaving you feeling giddy once they pulled away from you.

(twst) Kalim (genshin) Yoimiya, Ga-Ming (?)

[sea-lanterns]

Part of me wants to say it's the Liyue crew, mainly for the scenario of Siren!Reader and Pirate!Beidou recognizing each other from when kid!Siren!Reader saved kid!Beidou from drowning.

Another part wants to go Inazuma crew. Because what if Pirate!Kokomi has this secret "conservation cove" that she uses to hide species by World Government!Celestia and criminal organizations' overheating from their malicious intentions?

Maybe the Fontaine crew would have a similar thing as well?

Hmmmmmm, decisions decisions 🤔

I left the crew that kidnapped you ambiguous so that you could imagine your favorite region being the one to kidnap you, but I really like the idea of Liyue being the first to snatch you, solely because of Captain Beidou recognizing you from childhood 😳

I feel like while staring at you swimming anxiously in the tank, Beidou starts to feel pangs of recognition jostle in her memories. She swears she’s seen you before, and that mysterious draw to you is enough incentive for Beidou to command all her crew members to snatch you up and run to their ship as fast as they can. Who knows would other pirates might do to you if Beidou didn’t win the bid? So she figures you’d be much safer in her hands.

Of course, with the other pirate crews however, they’re all thinking the same thing as everyone just wants to protect you in some way and keep you out of greedy hands. It’d certainly be quite the chase to track you down and steal you back from various other ships 😅 especially Pirate! Kokomi and her crew, since Kokomi having a whole preservation cove dedicated to rare species is something Kokomi would definitely do.

[ieirism]

I'm absolutely in love with your fics, I saw requests were open and I had to pop in! If it's not a problem, could you write a little scenario in which Kazuha knows s/o is crushing on him? Maybe s/o isn't aware of their own feelings yet but they dote on Kazuha like crazy and that makes him so 🥺

declaration.

pairing: kaedehara kazuha x gn!reader

contains: fluff and possibly ooc kazuha bc i struggle writing my favorite characters for some reason please dont hate me

for @yandere-romanticaa <3

note: ana you are so amazing and i'm so sorry it took me way too long to fulfill your request. i’m so honored that you took time to send me an ask and i hope you enjoy 🥹

You’ve known the familiar saltiness of the ocean breeze for as long as you can remember. All your life you’ve been at sea as the doctor of the famous Crux fleet. Even now, the splashing of the waves against the sides of the docked ships fills your ears with their gentle greeting and calms your aching body.

Your eyes slip closed as you take in the scent of the sea, and try to steer yourself away from focusing on the alcohol rushing through your veins. For being part of the crew of a famous pirate captain known for her love of alcohol, your tolerance is embarrassingly low.

Beidou, leader of the legendary Crux fleet, is a household name admired by many, including yourself. You’ve always longed to be as courageous and bold as she is. Yet, you’re seemingly cursed with your shy and soft-spoken personality, unable to emerge from your shell.

You’re reminded of this again as roars of laughter sound from below the crow’s nest in which you perch, your fellow crew mates celebrating another successful arrival at Liyue Harbor. If you had a single social bone in your body, you would have a half a mind to party right along with them. After all, the fleet had recently returned from Inazuma, and although it would kill half the crew to admit it, many were afraid that they wouldn’t be making it back because of the current condition of the nation.

Inazuma.

While just as strict and frightening that the rumors made it out to be, the trip had not been entirely fruitless, especially for you.

After all, that’s where you ended up meeting him.

Kaedehara Kazuha.

A young man from Inazuma that Beidou allowed onto her ships, a runaway from the wrath of the Almighty Shogun. Mild and tranquil, gentle and calm, yet his strength and will could not be disregarded even by the most ignorant of fools. You had seen his blade in battle, and witnessed the mercilessness even a kind man like him could display.

Your closed eyes tighten, and so does your heart. You want to blame the alcohol you had poured down your throat for the ache in your chest at the thought of him, and yet, you know it’s futile. He had not only shown you kindness like he had everyone else, but also genuine interest and compassion. He had paid you what your foolish self had interpreted as special attention, offering to assist in the hospital wing, inviting you to sit with him on the deck to watch the stars, bringing you meals when you were preoccupied by your work—although you’ve only spent a few short months with him, you’ve already grown attached to him.

You had convinced yourself to be fine with living in the shadows; you have come to terms with the fact. You didn’t mind living your life with no permanent company, content with yourself and the view of the ocean. And yet, when Kazuha had conversed with you with such tenderness in his eyes, how could your heart not be stirred after being neglected for so long?

You can’t exactly describe what you feel for him, only that you long to be by his side. He’s almost magnetic to you; you’re drawn to him like a moth to a flame. You don’t know if you’ve ever felt this way for anyone—although you don’t know the word for it, it’s been consuming you.

You briefly wish you could have another drink.

You don’t typically consume alcohol, hence your pathetic status as a lightweight. Yet, a few hours ago, something deep inside you shattered when, while attempting to search for Kazuha, you heard a few rumors flitting about within the crew. Apparently, Kazuha planned to leave the crew and stay in Liyue for the time being, at least until the political problems in Inazuma had been quelled to some extent.

You were so pathetically devastated; you know Kazuha has been a wandering warrior for a long time now, so it made sense for him to not want to be tied down for too long. However, logical thinking couldn’t erase the pang in your chest, and before you knew it, you were struggling to keep your eyes open, thoughts muddled and limbs heavy.

You felt foolish for ever thinking you would truly be alright with being alone. After he came along, your whole world had changed – and if he was truly about to leave you, everything would change once more. This time, you don’t know if you could lie to yourself about your loneliness, not with the hole in your heart that had already started to form.

You had barely been able to climb up to the crow’s nest in your intoxicated state, but you managed to do so without hurting yourself. You often came up there in the dead of night when everyone was asleep. For many years, it was only yourself sitting up there, staring at the sky. Whether it was starry or foggy or rainy, having a moment of peace on your own always brought you comfort.

Despite your intentions of moping in your feelings by yourself, you’re not alone. Perhaps if you weren’t so intoxicated, you would have noticed the very man on your mind watching you from just below you on the deck. Kazuha’s scarlet eyes are gentle as they gaze upon your small form curled up in the crow’s nest, a fond smile tugging at his lips as he watches you.

You’re simply exquisite, moonlight bathing you in a heavenly glow as stars twinkle merrily behind you. You’re facing away from him, but he can happily imagine your pretty face admiring the twinkling night sky. He had gone into Liyue Harbor to buy you rice buns, which you had mentioned several times to be your favorite food. You often spoke about how much you missed food from your home nation, especially this one particular treat, so Kazuha had wanted to surprise you.

You deserve this, and so much more. You hardly ever get to rest, always tending to the injured and weak without complaint. You’re careful and tender with your hands, strong and capable with your knowledge, and kind and humble with your heart.

He’d been imagining the beautiful delight that he hoped would overtake your features, radiating the most gorgeous form of joy that he had only felt from the warmth of your smile. You would direct this pure happiness only at him, pretty eyes sparkling. Kazuha considered himself a lucky man to have been able to see this expression of yours, as you were characterized as quite indifferent by the rest of the crew.

The more selfish part of him basks in the idea that he has been the only to see your true happiness, and to a greater extent, been the source of it. He knows the effect he has on you; your stuttered words and averted gazes never did much to hide your feelings. Nor did the way you dote on him even when he isn’t badly injured, tending to his wounds with feather-light touches and soft words of reassurance.

Kazuha knows all this, but remains careful – any wrong move could drive you away, so he moves slowly, inconspicuously. He couldn’t make his intentions clear from the start, or knowing you, you may have become overwhelmed.

This never stopped him, however, from staying close to you and reveling in the way you showed your affections for him, even in the small and unintentional ways.

He’s not as amiable and kind as you might think; he doesn’t spend time with you because he pities you. Although he puts up an easygoing, polite persona with everyone around him, he always knows exactly what he wants, and isn’t afraid to pursue it. Kazuha simply can’t get enough of you, the same way he knows you can’t get enough of him.

Tonight, he’s decided to make it clear, once and for all, that he loves you just as much as you love him.

Kazuha deftly climbs up the crow’s nest, steps light and quick so as to not disturb or startle you. When he reaches the top, he calls out to you. “May I join you?” Unnaturally slow, you turn your head to meet his gaze, and – have you been crying?

“Kazuha.” You croak his name softly, a fresh wave of sadness seemingly washing over you as you register his presence. Kazuha wastes no time in rushing to comfort you, face pulled into an uncharacteristic display of panicked concern.

“What happened?” His voice is still composed and calm, but his heart is hurting, aching, at the sight of you in distress. You don’t say anything in response, only staring blankly right at him. Several wine bottles are scattered around you; it’s not difficult to deduce that you were intoxicated, and severely so.

What had made you, who typically avoided alcohol like the plague, end up like this?

Before he could continue trying to coax an answer from you, you suddenly raise one hand, reaching over to poke at his chest with your index finger, hard. Your sad expression morphs into one of frustration instead, eyebrows furrowing as you try to form a coherent thought.

“Y-You.” One word. You curl your fingers into the front of his haori. Kazuha raises his eyebrows, confused by both your reply and sudden boldness. You had never attempted to touch him besides when you were healing him, despite all of the time you’d spent together.

“Me?” Kazuha starts to worry; had he done something truly unforgivable to upset you? While he himself can’t remember any action that could’ve made you act like this, it very well could’ve been unintentional and yet warranted an apology all the same. You don’t speak for another few moments, keeping your grip on his clothing as you stare down at your lap, seemingly having lost some of your nerve.

“I-Is your arm a-alright?” Your eyes dart toward where his wound is wrapped by thick cloth, done by your own hand only hours earlier. You had tears stinging your eyes while tending to his injuries, something that never happens. After years of dealing with medical emergencies, nothing fazes you anymore—nothing, apparently, except seeing Kazuha wince slightly in pain even when you do your best to be gentle.

“Of course.” Kazuha smiles softly at you. “All thanks to you.” You’re quiet again, as if slowly digesting his words. You shift on your feet, fingers still gripping his clothes.

“...D-Don’t leave me.” Your voice comes out small. Your lip quivers. Kazuha’s heart drops into his stomach.

“Leave you?” he repeats your words quietly, in disbelief.

“Don’t.” Another few tears trip down your face. He calls your name softly, and in response, you finally lift your head to look at him again.

“Where did you hear that I would leave you?” he asks, gently taking your now unfurled hand that was still resting on his chest.

“They s-said you were s-staying in L-Liyue.” You hiccup, the hand encased in his own curling into a fist.

Kazuha pauses, finally starting to understand the situation. It was true that some time ago, he had planned to wander Liyue until he would be allowed back in Inazuma peacefully. He remembers saying so in response to several crew members asking how long he would be staying with the Crux fleet. This would’ve been the plan, if not for the defining factor that ultimately swayed his decision to remain on the ship for longer.

“Staying? I’m only visiting.” Kazuha smiles gently, revealing the bag full of rice buns and placing it in front of you. “For this.” For you.

Your eyes brighten a little at the familiar scent and sight of your favorite food. Your vision clears a little as Kazuha wipes at your tears with a careful brush of his fingers. Your mouth runs dry, completely forgetting about the rice buns you had been missing for months as you take in the sight of him.

His light hair is blessed with a soft glow from the moon, his kind scarlet eyes glittering with concern and yet a hint of… amusement? Is this even real? Is he really not going to leave? The horrible, fleeting thought that this might be an extensive figment of your imagination crosses your mind.

Kazuha continues to smile tenderly at you, thumb drawing soothing patterns across the apple of your cheek. Your heart starts beating faster, unable to contain the emotions bubbling up inside of you any longer –

You don’t know if you can completely blame the alcohol for the way you collapse into his arms, and he catches your weight as if you were a feather, holding you against him with ease. Kazuha squeezes your hand, still firmly held in his, as if to reassure you that he wouldn’t let you fall. You should be embarrassed, mortified, even, but you can’t bring yourself to care – not when you’re finally, finally as close to him as you’d always wanted to be.

Kazuha’s free hand brushes along the back of your neck, sending goosebumps trailing up your skin. He gently brings your head down to rest right over his racing heart. “Can you hear that?” he hums. “This is how you make me feel.” You sniffle, on the verge of tears once more – you’d been searching for what you feel for him, for so long. As Kazuha cradles you against his chest, even your intoxicated self slowly comes to realization.

Kazuha strokes the top of your head, allowing you to continue listening to the rapid pace of his heartbeat. Everything is perfect – his compassion, his patience, his warmth, him. You have never been more certain that in this moment that you really, truly –

“Love you.” The words leave you steady and clear, not a hint of a tipsy slur like everything else you had said to him that night. You’re not even nervous that you might’ve just humiliated yourself; not with the way he held you tighter, communicating without a lack of doubt that –

“I love you, too.” His voice was little more than a whisper, but that was sufficient – no, so much more than enough, for you.

“Please.” You lift your head, still heavy with alcohol, off his chest to meet his gaze. “Please, k-kiss me.” With all of your heart and soul, you expect, hope, want him to lean down and grant your wish, but he simply gives you a soft smile.

“Not like this, my love.”

Kazuha hopes you don’t get him wrong – he wants to kiss you, desperately. He has wanted, for months, nothing more than to feel the sensation of your undoubtedly soft lips against yours, moving in flawless synchronization and doing nothing to quell the desire in his heart, but rather, fuel it.

“P-Please,” you stutter again, with more urgency this time. Somewhere in the back of your frazzled mind, you know he’s right; it would be wrong of him to take advantage of your inebriated state. But you want it, want him. You’ve always considered yourself a rather content person, accepting of what you had and never chasing after more, but for him, you’d keep running for the rest of your life.

Slowly, torturously, Kazuha leans down, and you close your eyes in anticipation – only to feel his lips on your forehead. You open your eyes to see that he has already drawn his face away from yours, one of his hands bringing your head forward against his chest once more.

Kazuha smooths the distressed crinkle that forms between your brows as you realize that he won’t be kissing you tonight. “Don’t worry. There won’t be a need to ask again once you’ve recovered.” His lips curl into a rather cheeky, boyish grin. Your face heats up and your stomach twists into a knot – not the anxious, unpleasant kind, but one of deep yearning.

“Stay w-with me, p-please.” You whisper this as a prayer to Celestia, to him, before you let yourself finally succumb to the wine-indueced sleepiness that had been threatening to overtake you for far too long. As Kazuha rubs soothing circles along your back to ease you into a deep sleep, you feel what you’ve experienced with him and him only – safe, cared for, cherished.

-

The next morning, you wake up to the squawking of seagulls as well as the crash of the morning tide against the wooden planks of the Alcor. Warm sunlight is already filtering in through a thin layer of clouds, accompanied by a gentle breeze that sweeps through the sails. A pounding headache has settled in your temples, along with an incredibly unpleasant parched feeling in your throat.

The memories of last night come flooding back much faster than you would’ve liked, hitting you all at once and making you outwardly recoil at how you had – oh, my, Kazuha is –

You realize just then you’re still in his arms, his haori wrapped around the two of you for warmth. He’s fast asleep, his snoring quiet and rhythmic.

It was all real.

The gasp that you let out immediately awakens Kazuha; he’s always been a light sleeper. His scarlet eyes snap open abruptly, instinctively scanning the premises for danger before focusing on you. “Are you feeling alright?”

Your face is burning with embarrassment and you’re tripping over your words, feeling guilty for waking him up and trying to ask him to go back to sleep. After a few moments of nonsensical babbling, all you can say is, “The rice buns – “ You never forget to finish your sentence, as Kazuha silences you by placing one of his hands – large, rough and calloused from years of combat yet still so gentle – on your cheek, thumb swiping across your lips. A silent request.

You hardly have time to nod before he pulls you against him in one fluid motion, finally allowing his lips to clash with yours. He kisses you long and deep, with passion and longing lacing every small movement of his mouth against yours. If you had any worries about his feelings not being as intense as your own, they were promptly quashed by the way he greedily swallowed every breath, every noise that threatened to leave you.

When he finally pulls away, you feel like your heart is about to leap from your chest and fly far, far away. Kazuha is smiling, looking at you with something that can only be described as pure, unadulterated adoration burning in his scarlet gaze.

This alone was a declaration. Calm yet firm, and leaving absolutely no room for doubt – that he loves you.

[thebomb-thebird-andtheburntbitch]

Wishing on Golden Stars [TEASER]

a/n: this is a short little 1k snippet of my large wip for ayato, Wishing on Golden Stars! its an isekai fic with a long list of progression and development that has both canon and canon-divergent scenarios that i hope i don't absolutely bomb (◎_◎;) (seriously im putting a lot into this- my notes are insane) this fic will have a fem!reader!!

the plan is to prewrite the fic in its entirity and then section it off into chapters so it's less overwhelming and i dont fall behind on not continuing it bc i have a rly bad habit of that ㆆᴗㆆ" [the chances of things being altered/incorrect is highly likely here bc i didn't edit this snippet hardly at all]

When you finally leave the last inching grounds of the Tenryou Commission, you find Thoma obediently waiting for you. Feeling free of the burden of delivery, you meet up with him and put your hands on your hips while he hops back to his feet. 

“Alright,” you breathe, “where to now?” 

“Ritou!” He cheers and his suddenly bubbly attitude- although normal- was a hop, skip and jump away from his push over attitude when you strongarmed him into coming to the city with you. Your eyebrow raises and you shift your weight onto your side. 

“Ritou? What, something else needs ‘Fixing’? Or are your ears just burning?” Thoma waves his hand dismissively and laughs as you both start walking off. 

“Oh, no. Nothing like that. Captain Beidou is coming back into port I hear,” he hums with a skip in his step that seemed way too excited. “She’s got some interesting ‘cargo’ this time around- or so rumor says.” 

“When you talk like that- you sound nefarious, Thoma.” 

“What? Do I really?” Leaving the city, you wonder just what cargo she’s brought with her. If it was a rumor, surely you should’ve heard it too- since you ran in the same circles more or less. In the back of your mind, you felt like you should know, but it never came to you. 

You join Thoma at the docks, sitting himself comfortably atop some crates as he offered you a snack- which you accept. You look around the docks and feel a little bit nostalgic. This had been where you had floated in from your world. Seeing it always made you feel a bit melancholic when you came by for one reason or another. 

Soon, the ship Thoma had been anticipating appeared off in the distance on the water's horizon. You still couldn’t get the nagging out of the back of your head that you should know what’s coming. It wasn’t until seeing the head of blond hair shining like stars and the floating white fairy that is their companion at the front bow of the Crux, it hit you like a truck. 

The Traveler has arrived in Inazuma..! 

While you were giddy at seeing them and figuring out which twin it would be, on top of getting a pretty good idea on the timeline of events now, you also felt a pit forming in your stomach. Things were about to get pretty shaky in Inazuma and there was no way in hell you’d be able to steer anyone out of the way of the path. 

From the moment Thoma jumped up from the boxes he was sitting on while flipping a coin in his hand aimlessly, to jumping up and hoping down to greet Beidou you felt like you had no place in the moment. It was the first time since getting used to Inazuma that you could recall parts of the game so vividly; seeing it play out in front of you like this made you feel isolated in a way that completely overshadowed your original giddiness. 

You had been excited to possibly get to greet Beidou before she set sail back off since having Kazuha, a wanted figure in Inazuma, currently on the Crux didn’t make for a full-scale dock. The shackles of invisible misplacement bound to your ankles keep you in place as you soon see her turn her back on the three others and retreat back to her ship. Thoma speaks momentarily to the new ‘honored guests’ afterward.

“Now then, first things first, we need to get you registered at the border checkpoint.” 

“Um, Paimon thought we were supposed to be keeping this on the downlow… Are we just going to walk into the government's hands?” 

“Haha, don’t underestimate the reaches of the Sakoku Decree. You wouldn’t be able to avoid inspection even if you tried. So we have to play by the rules… even if we’re kind of bending them.” 

Thoma wraps up his spiel before gesturing towards you, nearly completely hidden behind the crates that smell like sea salt-stained wood he had previously been relaxed on. The other two hadn’t even realized you were there. Cupping one of his hands around his mouth, he shouts your name. 

“Come over here and say hello to our new guests!” His hand that had been cupped to help his voice travel, moves over his head in an eager come here motion. You swallow and it feels like there's a handful of sand in your throat. Clearing it helps none. 

You try and find your footing- both literally and figuratively- as you make a very conscious attempt not to slip down the few wooden steps to the trio. You place your hands behind your back so you could fiddle with your fingers anxiously on the downlow. Thoma gently gestures to you once you stand at his side with one arm, the other towards the Traveler and Paimon. 

“This lovely lady is y/n. She’s a dear friend and coworker of mine, so she’ll be sticking around for the remainder of this errand.”  

“Hi!” Greeted the so-called ‘voice’ of the Traveler. “It’s nice to meet you. Paimon’s, Paimon and he’s, Aether!” She points one of her small hands towards the male twin who offers you a friendly smile and head nod. You release one of your hands and offer a small, friendly wave to the both of them. 

“I’m glad you managed to sail in safely,” you speak. Your voice is quieter than normal and judging by Thoma’s raised brow in your direction, he noticed. “Of course, you were in good hands, I hear.” 

“Oh yeah!” Paimon agrees, proudly crossing her arms. “That storm was no match for Beidou!” 

You didn’t realize you were staring at Aether until his eyes met yours and you suck in a breath so abruptly, you begin coughing. Thoma, panicking at your sudden fit, rubs your back as you hunch over. Hands on your knees and face down towards the dock. You could see the water waving between the wooden planks and you squeeze your eyes shut. ‘Get it together!’ you scream at yourself. 

Briefly apologizing and catching your breath, you reassure Thoma that you’re fine and that the whole process of bending the rules to get Aether into Inazuma and past the Decree wouldn’t wait forever. No better time than the present to get work done after all.

Following beside Thoma, who was leading the way for Aether and Paimon, he gently nudges your arm, leaning down to whisper to you. Once more, he asks if you were really doing okay. And once again, you reassure him that you were perfectly fine… like a liar.

a/n: once again, this is only a snippet that is sure to go through another round or two of editing! I kinda picked a random scene early in the script lol. At the time of posting this, the wip is now over 12k words long with the end no where in sight lmao rip

also lets ignore the absolute lack of ayato in the ayato fanfic pls... T-T I cant help it if he's away on business okay