#chiori genshin impact

[erabu-san]

Chiori Perfume

[genshingorlsrevengeance]

Would I be able to request Navia, Clorinde, Natasha and Himeko bathing with their S/O whilst S/O is just getting increasingly flustered (NSFT or fluff idk) (also maybe Stelle but I feel like the only reason she'd take a bath would be for NSFT reasons unless forced too)

(Genshin Impact/H:SR) Sharing a bath with their S/O

Genshin Impact - Navia, Clorinde, Dehya, Furina, Arlecchino, Chiori Honkai: Star Rail - Natasha, Himeko, Firefly, Stelle

Mild NSF-W Implications below the cut!

Because you don't take a bath with your clothes on. At least, I hope that you don't, dear reader.

As Navia is relaxing into the bath, she notices that her S/O is actively avoiding meeting her gaze.

And truth be told, she wasn't immune entirely herself as her face started to heat up as well, and not from the hot water.

But that being said, Navia didn't mind. She thought it was cute more than anything that S/O was getting flustered.

(Navia) "S/O? You alright?"

(S/O) "J-Just fine, thanks!"

With a soft chuckle, Navia shifted over to them with the water rippling as she did so, sitting directly next to them.

(Navia) "You know I don't mind, right?"

Her heart began to pound as she took S/O's hand into her own and out of the water.

(Navia) "I'm here right now because I want to be, S/O."

That finally got them to stare lovingly into her eyes, with Navia returning the gesture before she couldn't resist the urge to not kiss them any longer.

Clorinde is enjoying the silence, but at the same time it was admittedly a bit awkward.

Both her and S/O were doing their best to remain respectful and not stare too long at each other in the bath.

Yet, she would catch them stealing the occasional glance as they noticed her doing the same.

At the very least, she appreciated that S/O attempting to keep some form of modicum, but at the same time, it was a bit redundant to do so considering they decided to bathe together.

Especially since they were lovers.

(Clorinde) "Would...it be easier for us to simply look where we please?"

(S/O) "...O-Only if you don't mind, Clorinde."

Realizing just how needlessly the two of them were beating around the bush, they let out a small laugh together.

(Clorinde) "I only request that you don't stare too long. You have my word I will do the same."

Dehya is no stranger to sharing baths, so it didn't really bother her too much to do the same with S/O.

Though the idea of doing so with her lover gave enough pause for at least a second upon first consideration.

S/O on the other hand looked like they were on the verge of exploding, which tempted her to tease them for it.

(Dehya) "Jeez, you look like you're going to pop a vein."

(S/O) "D-Do I?"

Letting out a hearty laugh, she gives a pat to their naked back, which makes them yelp out.

(Dehya) "I'm joking! You can loosen up a little, y'know. It's just me to see you like this."

(S/O) "That's exactly why I'm panicking!...Uh, I mean-"

Dehya ruffled their hair, letting droplets of water go onto the floor, not that she particularly cared.

(Dehya) "S/O, it's fine. I promise I don't care. Well, too much anyway."

Part of her wants to do this again solely just to see what kind of reactions S/O would make, but she figured she tortured them enough for one night.

Furina is extremely quiet as both her and S/O shared the bath, the silence and tension hanging in the air to the point it could be cut with a knife.

Her fingers slightly fidgeted with each other under the water, doing her best to not stare at S/O.

Which both Furina and S/O failed to do.

Balling her fists up, she decided to take the first step! Scooting inch by inch over to S/O, who noticed her working up the courage to get closer.

In which they bumped into each other, before staring wide eyed at each other in silence.

Instead of saying anything, Furina embraced S/O in a tight hug, a deep exhale leaving her body and finally relaxing.

(Furina) "Can we...stay like this for a while?"

(S/O) "Hah...anything for you, Furina."

The feeling was completely alien to her, being able to feel someone so intimately, but she didn't hate it. The farthest thing from it, in fact.

Furina loved this.

Arlecchino decided to go along with S/O's request to share a bath, partly just to see what would happen.

She never did anything so intimate with another person before, but it wasn't the worst thing in the world.

Meanwhile, S/O already looked so nervous asking Arlecchino to come along, now they actually had her with them.

And honestly? They didn't think they would get this far.

Arlecchino leaned against the tub with her eyes closed, knowing fully well S/O was peeking glances every now and then, something that amused her.

(Arlecchino) "S/O."

Her calling their name caused S/O to freeze up in mild terror, making Arlecchino let out a breath of amusement.

(Arlecchino) "You needn't be so nervous. Had I wanted to strike you down for looking, I would not have accepted your request."

(S/O) "I know it's...I want to be respectful you know?"

Arlecchino hummed in response, whether that was acknowledgement or indifference, S/O didn't know.

A few moments later, S/O worked up the courage to hold her hand, a gesture she returned by simply squeezing theirs and saying nothing.

(Arlecchino) "...With all that being said, we do not speak of this to the children, understand?"

(S/O) "Y-Yes, ma'am!"

Chiori rolls her eyes at the blush on her S/O's face.

First of all, it's not like this was the first time they've seen her without clothes on.

Secondly, it was their idea to take a bath together and-

Her thought process was interrupted as Chiori felt the muscles in her legs loosen up.

(Chiori) "Ugh, today was killer. Thanks for warming up the bath for us at least, S/O."

(S/O) "Y-Yeah, no problem, Chiori."

(Chiori) "And no need to be so jittery. Yes, we're both naked, it's nothing that should get you that nervous."

(S/O) "I feel like you'd kill me for staring."

(Chiori) "In public, yeah. But if it's just us, then who cares? I stare at you all the time, y'know."

Turning Chiori head to them, she gives S/O a small smirk, playfully tapping their nose with her finger.

(Chiori) "Besides, nothing I haven't seen before. I am the one who takes your measurements."

(S/O) "I guess that's fair..."

Natasha is a little embarrassed herself to be sharing such an intimate space, but it quickly washes (HA) away after a few moments.

She smiles at S/O trying to look away, but feels their entire body stiffen in response as she hugs them.

(Natasha) "Aw, what's the matter? Getting shy?"

(S/O) "N-Nat!"

S/O's voice whined, making her tighten her embrace.

(Natasha) "Don't worry too much, S/O. Otherwise I'll have to do an impromptu physical right now-"

Not being able to hold back her laughter anymore, she caresses their cheek as soon as Natasha sees them pouting.

(Natasha) "Joking aside, you're allowed to look. It's a privilege only you get after all."

Himeko's beautiful laugh fills the bathroom air as her hand grazes their shoulder, feeling them jerk upwards in surprise.

(Himeko) "Sorry! Didn't mean to scare you. You just look so tense."

(S/O) "Hah well...The most beautiful woman is next to me, how could I not?"

(Himeko) "You could at least say that when you've actually looked at me once, S/O. It's not a crime to look."

She moves closer to them, kissing their cheek and watching their face turn into an even brighter shade of red.

Not that she wasn't a little nervous herself, but she figured they could at least see that, instead of having to tell them herself.

(Himkeo) "Please?"

With a sigh, S/O turns to Himeko, staring at her smile for what seemed like a small eternity.

Before Himeko closed the gap again to kiss them on the lips, S/O not saying anything in protest this time as her hands brought them closer.

Firefly's face was burning a bright shade of red, at least at first.

She had never done so with a lover, and things were awkward with S/O not knowing what to say either as they sat in the water.

But Firefly couldn't resist staring, and just affectionately eyed them up and down before speaking up.

(Firefly) "Is...it okay if I can move closer, S/O?"

(S/O) "O-Of course."

Her shoulders slumped downwards, taking their hesitance for rejection before S/O quickly cleared up the misunderstanding.

(S/O) "Ah! Wait, I want to be close with you! I'm...J-Just a little nervous too, is all."

Instead of a smile or even a demure look like S/O was expecting, Firefly instead pouted.

(Firefly) "T-Then why did you invite me to a bath if you were nervous too?"

...And to be fair, that was a good question.

But they both knew the answer to that already.

S/O made the move first against their rapidly beating heart to hug Firefly close, the action making her freeze up.

Before Firefly quickly relaxed and returned the embrace, her admittedly adorable pout melting into an even cuter smile.

Stelle sat in the waters with S/O, expecting to chat away or even get a little more...spicy in their interactions.

Instead, S/O was looking at the walls, everywhere except for her.

To show her disapproval, Stelle playfully splashed water at them, which got S/O to momentarily forget themselves.

(S/O) "H-Hey!"

(Stelle) "Hands slipped."

S/O smirked and splashed water back, making Stelle's stoic expression break with a smile of her own.

(S/O) "Take that, ya little punk!"

The tense atmosphere was quickly replaced by a more lighthearted one, with the two splashing water at each other before Stelle closed the gap between them, almost kabedoning them in the tub.

Which got S/O to quickly become silent again.

(Stelle) "So why'd you invite me in here if you were gonna get so embarrassed?"

(S/O) "I just wanted to spend time with you but I didn't think it'd be so...well, awkward at first."

Stelle smiled and rolled her eyes before sitting down next to them, getting S/O to relax.

...To which she promptly splashed water onto their face again.

(Stelle) "Whoops."

[kay-selfships]

[yumenosakiacademy]

"Chiori... Who'd you throw out this time?" "[...] I did nothing. This one jumped out all by himself."

[shizuku1473]

😭🙏💄

[strwbmei]

man i honestly think chiori would be a brat or a power bottom in bed tbh like she’d be so demanding and snarky while shes literally GETTING FUCKED

i wanna like fuck her with my cock until shes sobbing and too dumb to yhink of anything while i press down on her bloated stomach which is full of cum 😭🙏

(im literalky ovulating rn im so horny)

Chiori is a woman who knows what she wants and how to get it. No one can tell her what to do, much less get her to admit defeat. Most people view these parts of the seamstress as intimidating. You, as her partner, only view it as a challenge.

It truly impresses you, though—how Chiori can be so god damn demanding despite being pinned under your weight. You have no idea where she gets the gall to be so arrogant even when she's getting dicked down into the mattress, going as far as to tell you to go deeper and faster.

Chiori immediately eats her words when you grant her wishes. No one can tell her what to do? Sure, but you don't need to tell her to do anything. You find actions to be a much better, more direct language rather than words that have a chance to be misinterpreted.

So when you're fucking her so hard the bedframe creaks with every thrust, thumb pressing down lightly on her clit, she knows not to cum. You haven't had your fill of her just yet, and it showed in the way you looked down at her with hunger and lust.

But by the time you do, her thighs are trembling and her hole is leaking with a mixture of your fluids. She's full on sobbing, although almost silently, from the overstimulation while her stomach is ever so slightly bloated from your cum. And when you ask her, "Aww, are you crying? Weren't you telling me to go harder just a few minutes ago?" in such a condescending voice? She's hiding her face using whatever she can, saying "no" with a voice that's shaking more than her legs.

Challenge successful.

[geoseamstress]

　　　　✿ 001. being CHIORI'S (sensible) childhood friend.

As a child, Chiori was notorious on the streets of Inazuma for being incredibly rambunctious. A troublemaker child; the lone daughter of merchants who had nought the time to be too strict with her, considering that fact responsible for how she grew to be far more blunt than most, and dislike the sheer concept of authority.

People were often questioning how, and why, a child as sweet and polite as yourself would become friends with a child as bad news as Chiori. But, the truth was, she was misunderstood - and you had grasped that hidden reflection in her character the first instance you met her. At heart, she wasn't a bad child. She was just... extremely blunt.

Okay, maybe she did do a few 'bad' things. Like the time she grasped your wrist and pulled you into a nearby bush, whilst telling you with absolute certainty that the plan for the day was to sneak into the Kamisato Estate and move objects around. Or that one time she requested for you to attend one of her lessons with her, to which her father agreed, hoping that your presence would benefit in a way which would be desirable, only to watch as she gave her teacher the runaround of the century.

But, despite that side of her who would constantly bounce off the walls and cause trouble, she had a side to her that was harmless. Coming from a family who could not always provide what it is that you needed, Chiori would go out of her way to help. Whether that would be pestering her mother and father for them to help, or sharing her own spoilings with you. Inviting you and your family to meals, without telling her parents until she's already done so. Persisting you keep the books that her teachers would provide her with and forget to take back when they flee, encouraging you to study them if that is what you wish to do.

Approaching you with a mysterious smile whenever you meet up, and you brushing off the oddities which was her measuring the size of your wrist with her fingers, and comparing the length of her arms to yours.

One day presenting you by surprise with a garment that she claims that she had made herself with the help of an experienced tailor. You, touched, treasuring the article of clothing with absolute tenderness. Yet as the gifts became more and more frequent, it came to the point your entire wardrobe went under the "made and gifted by Chiori" title.

Her teachers would probably pass out if they ever saw the scene of you and Chiori, both sat on opposite sides of a table, whilst you taught her some of what you had learnt from the books she gifted you. The brunette, astoundingly sitting there in silence and listening to every word that comes out of your mouth as you teach. Whilst she would eventually get a little bit restless, you know her well enough to understand how to recognise the signs, and stop. She would genuinely learn something from you, unlike her previous teachers.

By the time you move to Fontaine with her, you are practically her personal model. She knows your every measurement to the very millimetre; your favourite kind of fabric; your every preference when it comes to dress; absolutely everything. If Chiori were to make something for you, it would guarantee to become your next favourite article of clothing, as she made it with the intention of becoming "the best".

Years ago, when she first started out, she made the promise that she would make clothes for you extremely often for as long as she was making clothes. Now, she isn't the kind of person to go back on a promise - even now that she's a big-shot.

[setsunas-genshin-edits]

Chiorisa

[noellefan101]

Kissing Them-Genshin Girls pt 9

Characters: Charlotte, Chiori, Emilie, Chevreuse x gn reader

Warnings: Kissing, idk

Note: i need more genshin chráracters hoyo [shakes them aggressively] *cough cough* anyway, i´ve done just abt all the current genshin char, i want more now, luv you

*'Charlotte

she tastes like a sweet cup of coffee, like one you´d enjoy in the morning with a good book or newspaper, its sweet but no sweeter than her. you always enjoy reading her part in the news.

*'Chiori

she tastes like bitter tea, it reminds you of her in a way, though that does not mean you don't love her, in fact that is one thing you like about her. she always insists on designing new clothes for you.

*'Emilie

she tastes just like her perfume smells, it sounds weird but it makes quite a lot of sense, she is working with it all the time. she makes a lot of perfumes but one thing they all have in common: you tried them first.

*'Chevreuse

she tastes like chips, the kind you always catch her eating wether shes on the job or not. yes she takes her job very seriously, but that doesn't mean she isn't going to take a break once in a while.

thank u for reading, luv ya-Masterlist

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[1eaf-me-alone]

this is a short section of a potentially longer fic I’m making.

Tw: deacriptions of injury, scars and burns, reader is body dysmorphic.

Context: Chiori and reader’s relationship status is complicated, they’ve known each other for a while, reader has had a traumatic event and are about to open up about it.

Genre: hurt/ comfort

Word count: a little under 1k

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Slowly, you unwrapped the Keffiyeh from your face, the one you had donned for years, for it was the only way you found a little comfort in your figure. It unravelled almost immediately, falling onto the ground.

You caught a glimpse of yourself in the mirror of Chioriya Boutique, and could barely recognise the figure that was reflected. Your hair was singed off, leaving only the thin hairs on your scalp. Your whole skin was engrained with the permanent burns of that fire, your cheeks, lips and eyes were swollen, your arms were charted black, your legs were puffy, filled with swollen blisters, and some of the skin on your face had peeled, leaving layers of white and red on the skin.  The burns were fibrous in texture, with the areas being raised or indented. You physically had to strain yourself to not immediately gag. 

“Chiori, this is what I look like. I’m revolting. I should have told you about it months ago when we met. I’m sorry. I thought you were scared off by the way I looked, I didn’t know how you would react or if you would start treating me differently.”

You couldn't bring yourself to meet Chiori's gaze, so you stared at the floor, nervously twisting your robes in your hands, afraid of what her expression might reveal.

Chiori looked at you, at your body, your face, your hair. 

“Why do you think I would see you differently?” The tone of her voice was firm as if the mere question of her seeing you another way were ridiculous.

You glanced back up at her, not expecting that reply.

“People judge me based on how I look. People I used to be friends with left me. My parents no longer look me in the eye. My looks define me, and I can’t escape that. It’s why I chose to hide myself, because I thought you would be the same.”

A slow tear descended from your eye, it slid across your cheek, finally plummeting to the ground you swiftly wiped it away from your face, turning it away from Chiori as you felt another one falling down.

You caught another glimpse of yourself in the mirror and gagged. You hastily attempted to pick up the Keffiyah from the floor, trying to cover your face, to hide your vulnerability. It was wrong to show her. Archons, why did you show her?

You felt Chiori’s skin on your own, as she grabbed your wrist. Stopping you from attempting to put the Keffiyah on.

“What are you doing?” There was a slight intonation of rigidity expressed in her voice. Your heart stopped.

Chiori gently clutched your chin, lifting it towards her, so you were looking at her face.

“You’re beautiful to me.”

You snorted loudly, stepping back a little from the utter ridiculousness of her proclamation.

“Do you not see me?” You waved your hands towards your face and arms. Pointing at the burns and scars.

“I do. And I have said, you are beautiful. My opinion is subjective and you can’t change it.”

Chiori stepped closer towards you, her gaze set on your face. Your heat pulsed.

She delicately placed her hands on your face, tracing the raised scars on your cheek, while holding your hand tightly in hers. With closed eyes, she leaned in and kissed you, savouring the sensation of your eyelashes brushing against her skin and the tender touch of your lips meeting hers. They were velvety soft, almost ethereal against her own. She saw no imperfection in you, for you were perfect in her eyes.

She reached out and delicately traced the scars on your face and arms with her fingertips. Then, she moved in to place another gentle kiss on your cheek, Her warm breath grazed against your skin, creating a tingling sensation that spread across your cheeks, causing them to blush a deep, rosy red. She pulled herself closer in, as she whispered softly, “I’ll love you no matter what or how you look. Remember that.”

[fflutterbat]

[genshingorlsrevengeance]

Idk who i want this ask for other than Firefly, but an S/O who’s such a light weight that basically one sip of alcohol gets them spouting about how much they love their girlfriend.

(H:SR/Genshin Impact) Firefly, Arlecchino, Rosaria, Chiori, Xinyan, Clorinde and Dehya with a drunk S/O being overly affectionate

I don't even need to be drunk to do that for Firefly

Firefly lets out a sound that could be interpreted as a squeak, laugh, or cry of embarrassment. The answer was probably a mixture of all three.

Firefly wasn't that easily affected by alcohol due to her genetic engineering, but she wanted to tag along with S/O just to spend time. She swore they just tasted the drink before they started loudly exclaiming how adorable she was.

Sure enough, one glance over to their glass and it was still completely full, making her pout.

(Firefly) "S-S/O! Please lower your voice! It's a little embarrassing hearing all that out loud-"

(S/O) "But how else is everyone going to know what a cutie you are? That face right now is sooooo pretty...Wait, you're right, it only belongs to ME!-"

Firefly lets out a quiet sigh. At least she couldn't argue that S/O didn't love her so much.

(S/O) "Even when you wear your armor, you're my Firefly, not SA-"

Firefly's hand instantly moves to S/O's mouth, covering it before they could continue, eyes rapidly darting left and right.

(Firefly) "Okay, we're going home!"

The bar watches as this tiny woman manages to lift S/O over her shoulders with zero issue out the door.

Arlecchino watches with silent amusement as she hears what's so great about herself.

Would Arlecchino use any of the terms S/O was shouting out into the room to describe herself? Archons, no.

But...it was endearing to hear S/O think so highly of her.

Tracing the edge of her glass with one finger, Arlecchino hums as she sips her wine.

(Arlecchino) "Would you tell anyone else of how you felt about your 'lovely' girlfriend?"

(S/O) hic! "To the world, I'll shout about her on the top of the city!"

Slowly, her eyes trailed down to their glass. They haven't even got it to halfway.

(Arlecchino) "How entertaining..."

(S/O) "H-hey...! Are you making fun of my affection for my Arle!? DO YOU WANNA FIGHT?!"

With an eyebrow raised, she turns back to S/O.

(Arlecchino) "You are aware of who you're speaking to, correct?"

(S/O) "Some punk who's making fun of my girlfriend! I don't care that you look like her, I won't let you insult her!"

(Arlecchino) "...Maybe we should pour you a less alcoholic beverage next time."

(Rosaria) "Oh good gods no."

Sure Dandelion Wine was strong, but it couldn't be strong enough to knock S/O flat on their ass like this, right?

(S/O) "Your eyes are so pretty too...the way they look like you want to-"

(Rosaria) "Okay, I get it, thank you. Don't finish that."

As annoying as their volume was, especially considering people were giving her and S/O looks, this was pretty damn funny.

And also sweet, she had no idea they had this much love stored for her.

Part of her feels bad, she hadn't even done that much to deserve such praise.

Rosaria just chuckles and reaches out a hand to rustle their hair, which they hum at the cute gesture.

(S/O) "See?! Just like that, you're such a darling!"

(Rosaria) "Not the word I'd use, but sure."

(S/O) "I can use a hundred different words to-"

(Rosaria) "Do not."

(Chiori) "Ew."

Chiori would not use any of these terms to describe herself, much less anyone else.

To have S/O use pet names like "sweetie-pie" or "honey-bunches" was having her internally cringe to the point she might die.

(S/O) "Hey, don't you say ew about my girlfriend!" hic! "I-I'LL KICK YOUR ASS!"

Now that got Chiori to laugh, one hand rushing to her mouth as she fails to contain her own volume.

(Chiori) "You'd kick your girlfriend's ass, S/O?"

(S/O) "Huh...? NO! I LOVE HER, I WOULD NEVER LAY A HAND ON HER!"

(Chiori) "Then check who you're talking to."

(S/O) "No, this is some mindgame! She'd just tell me that it was her and not play around! She's too honest!"

Well, at least they were right about that part.

Next time she should pour them a shot glass of sake, if one sip from not even a full cup was enough to get them riled up like this, Chiori wouldn't have wasted so much.

(Xinyan) "K-Keep your voice down, yer gettin' rowdier than my guitar!"

(S/O) "Yeah, and you're SOOOO hot with the guitar too! You shreds it and...and...shreds it!-"

(Xinyan) "For the love of...!-"

Xinyan gets extremely flustered with S/O screaming about how lovely of a woman she is.

Which would be great, if half the Harbor couldn't hear them at this very moment.

She wants to hide away to avoid all the stares, but at the same time Xinyan wants to give S/O the best kiss she can.

She was always so insecure about herself, but to hear S/O's unfiltered love for her was something she could never have prepared for.

...Probably because they were shouting it, but regardless, it was enough to get her to tear up from love and embarrassment!

(Xinyan) "S-Sshhh! I'm beggin' ya, S/O! Tell me how much ya love me when ya ain't so loud!"

(S/O) "You want me to whisper my love for you?"

(Xinyan) "Yea-"

Xinyan then thought about that sentence for a few seconds.

(Xinyan) "...N-NO!"

She honestly forgets about the drinks in their hands, being too preoccupied with S/O.

Clorinde flushes red, and not because of the alcohol.

Thank Archons they drank at home and away from the media vultures, because the things they were doing was mortifying.

To both her, and themselves.

(Clorinde) "...D-Dear, that's enough drinking."

They were nuzzled into her chest, noises of approval coming out as they cuddled closer.

She had to stop their hand reaching for the drink, or more accurately, stop it from spilling over.

(S/O) "You're really strong, you know that?"

Clorinde lets out a quiet chuckle, rubbing their hair.

(Clorinde) "I have been told on occasion that my skills are-"

(S/O) "And you're so pretty...! And smell nice...!"

(Clorinde) "...That, less so."

(S/O) "Your chest is super big too...and pretty...!"

(Clorinde) "...I wish I have heard that one less."

Alright, romantic mood over. She moves them off her, though their whine almost made her rescind her actions.

But they needed to sleep. Or at least get ready for the worst hangover from a single sip.

Dehya is laughing in both disbelief and from second-hand embarassment.

As shy as she was getting from the heartfelt compliments, it was more the fact S/O was shouting so loud the other mercs could hear them and began laughing that made her feel antsy.

They would never never live this down, especially because they drank a couple sips from the wine they bought.

But damn if this wasn't funny/cute.

(Dehya) "Hm...what else do you love about me S/O? I'm open to hear them.~" And so is the rest of the camp, apparently.

(S/O) "You're so tough and kickass and..." hic "And super cute!"

(Dehya) "Cute? Not hot?"

(S/O) "Nah! The way you're so happy applying...the...the makeup thingy, its really cute!"

Now she was the one getting silent, and all red in the face.

(Dehya) "I-Is that right? Dunno if I should be happy or angry about that."

People complimented her physical attributes, perhaps a little too much, but this was the first time it was flat out ignored.

Especially since this was S/O speaking from the heart.

[kay-selfships]

[yumenosakiacademy]

"The Chioriya brand represents more than a person or a trademark... It's a way of life." "Only those who do not give up on their dreams are worthy of this brand."

[hawth-can-draw]

i wanna girl with a short skirt and a looooooooooooooong jacket

[cheruvell]

chiori ♪(^∇^*)