#genshin kamisato ayato

[kzpearce]

A LOST KID CALLED YOUR BOYFRIEND “ DADDY ” !!

ft. k. ayato, alhaitham, tartaglia, heizou, k. kazuha, scaramouche, tighnari, diluc, kaveh.

note. no pronouns mentioned (but quite focused with female reader. worry not, it's not obv tho hopefully). quite suggestive to childe and heizou.

your fav characs might be here in part two!

author's note. i posted this two or three days ago but i got shadow banned for some reason (maybe i had too tags?) i don't know how tumblr algorithm works because i'm quite new here ;( anyway i hope you enjoy this !! additional note; this was inspired from a specific event of tears of themis where this little girl was lost and called the four men their "daddy" !!

— kamisato ayato.

“hi sweetie,” the child opened her arms as she ran towards your boyfriend with a huge smile on her face. ayato hefted her with a sweet smile on his face (you were frowning, but you couldn’t help your stomach explode with butterflies).

“everything makes sense when a ‘single’ man is so hardworking.” you rolled your eyes as you whispered sarcastically (ayato managed to hear you though).

“this is our baby,” he whispered to you with a wink, planting a quick kiss on your cheek.

“are you lost, baby girl?” ayato asked the little girl like he didn’t do anything that made your face turn into a tomato. 

your boyfriend can be a very great father to your future children one day. 

— alhaitham.

both of your eyes widened when you saw the little girl hugging your boyfriend with a smile on her lips. the little girl kissed your boyfriend’s cheek multiple times, she looked very happy to see her dad.

you bit your lower lip, preventing yourself from laughing too hard when you saw alhaitham’s priceless look. however, it was becoming a hard task to do, hence you covered your mouth with your hand. “i’m not informed, alhaitham.”

“i’m not a big fan of kids unless it’s ours,” he remarked. 

you laughed (ignoring the fact he might want to have kids with you), “help the child, haitham!”

— tartaglia.

ajax started hugging the little girl with love too. you rapidly blink at the sight, questioning if he was really the father of the child or someone close..? 

“not mine, baby.” he grinned as if he read the thought running in your mind. “the guardian or parents must be here somewhere.”

you and ajax didn’t really think nor talk about it until the child’s mother was found not too long after. your eyebrows furrowed to childe, waiting for him to answer the questions you wanted to hear. however, he just shrugged yet with a mischievous smirk curved on his lips.

“too bad. it would be hot if you were the one who called me daddy though.”

“archons, ajax!” 

— heizou.

“the kid must have had a traumatic experience, and it seemed like i looked like her father,” heizou thought thoroughly. 

“yeah, yeah, hot detective.” you rolled your eyes with a grin. “what if it was really your child?”

heizou shrugged. “you haven’t even felt how big my-”

“okay, shut up, you dirty ass gross.”

he laughed his ass off.

— kaedehara kazuha.

“who would’ve thought that you’ll have a child, kazu.” you blinked while watching him. the child gave kazuha quite a lot of affection. she must have been missing her father to be this clingy to kazuha.

“impossible. i’ve never been in love before, until you.” kazuha sighed. his eyes stare at the girl who had been resting in his embrace with a smile on her lips. he made sure she’s comfortable, thus kazuha was swaying her gently.

you watched them; the sight of kazuha taking care of a kid made you feel assured. you somehow saw a future with him.

“i’ve also never been jealous of a kid until now.” you rolled your eyes playfully while pouting.

kazuha chuckled, “my sweet dove, take it easy. you’ll be spoiled later with my affection.”

oh, he’s such a sweet angel.

— scaramouche (wanderer).

he rolled his eyes, exhaling through his nose after the kid ran to him with a smile on her face. you wanted to maintain your composure and tried not to laugh when he can’t disregard the poor girl off him.

“can she just get off me?” he whispered like praying to the gods.

“you’ll be a bad father for our future children, kuni.” you smirked.

“is this even our child?” scaramouche barked.

you shrugged, unable to wipe the grin off your face. “maybe?” you teased.

he glared at you. 

“i’m just joking. but treat her like our child.” you winked.

scara had decided to give up with a sigh. he lowered himself until he reached the child’s height. “here,” scara said, handing a candy to her. you could see the happiness in the little girl’s eyes. “we’ll find your brother soon, okay?”

no words can explain how hard you fell in love with him after you saw what you saw.

— tighnari.

“we... don’t have a child, right?” tighnari asked, confused. he carried the child in his arms nonetheless.

you shake your head, “maybe you do have with someone else?”

“i can’t do that to you, (y/n).” he slightly frowned.

you grinned, “let’s help her then,” you kissed tighnari’s cheek. 

“why not on the lips?” he questioned. “are you mad?”

“there’s a kid, tighnari.” 

“kiss me,” he whispered as he covered the little girl’s eyes with his hand.

you obliged with a smile on your lips, pressing your lips on his. 

— diluc. 

“you have a child?” you tilt your head in confusion. “so unlikely of you.”

“i would stop running the dawn winery first before i shoot my sperm in someone else’s womb.” 

your jaw dropped. ignoring his dirty mouth, you focused on his word someone else’s. “so there’s someone else?”

“no,” diluc shook his head, staring at you with a slight grin on his lips. 

“how would i know you’re telling the truth?” you asked, challenging him.

“it’s going to be your choice to believe me or not,” he shrugged. “but just so you know, i would pass the ownership of dawn winery later tonight if you want me to.”

you kissed him, “of course i believe you.”

— kaveh.

“let’s adopt her?” kaveh grinned after he hugged the lost girl.

“you fool, that’s someone else’s child. unless it’s really your child?” you playfully glared at him.

“it’s not mine, but we can make it ours.” he smiled.

“kaveh, she’s lost.” kaveh grabbed her little hand. “would you hold their hand for me too, sweet girl?”

your eyes widened at his request to the little girl. the little girl nodded and held your hand together with his. she was between you and kaveh, holding your hands with hers. the three of you looked like a family.

“are you hesitating now?” kaveh smirked.

i'm sorry if this is quite short to some! i'll still think if i should decided to make another part for the other characters or make a new one!

[kitsuvil]

— plus one 【picturesque/ayato smau】

【 masterlist 】 there is a written portion here after the first 6 photos!!

“I know I said I'll cling onto you the whole event, but I didn't expect to actually be forced into doing that,” I grumbled as my grip on Ayato's tan suit jacket grew tighter. “It's so crowded…” Before I had the opportunity to react, my hand shifted away from the cloth texture and was replaced by the feeling of cool and gentle skin. “In that case, I believe holding my hand will prove to be more effective," Ayato chuckled. I highly doubt anything like that will make this more effective. If only a great technique to raise my heartbeat, but a heart attack is not what we're aiming for here. We weren't at the event early, but I wouldn't say we were late either, so the number of people already here was astonishing.

"Is there a corner with fewer people we can rest at?" I peeked out from behind Ayato's shoulder. "There should be. Come with me," he began to move forward through the crowd. I had no choice but to be dragged along, though it wasn't nearly as unpleasant as I had expected. He already knew his way around these events, so it made sense that I would look like a lost dog in comparison.

"I almost regret agreeing to come with you." A pout showed up on my face as we finally found an area against a wall that wasn't so densely populated. "Don't worry, it's only like this until everyone gets situated. However, if you want to leave early at any point, just let me know. This is a lot for someone's first time at an event like this." The smile on Ayato's face felt like honey, so much that it almost made me forget why I was overwhelmed in the first place. "I just have to remember everyone is here to bond over photography, and then I'm golden... I think."

"You think? Haha," Ayato chuckled, covering his face with his palm as if he was pretending he didn't find my misery funny. "Hey," my pout grew ever stronger. "It's okay. I understand. There were days when I thought the older photographers were going to maul me like a pack of aggressive bears. Of course, I was only in my late teens at the time. It takes experience, which is why I'm willing to let you hold my hand through this... There was nobody to hold mine when I was alone trying to pave my path through these crowds."

I stayed silent for a moment. There was plenty of time to ponder over his words later, but I couldn't help chewing my lip over them now. It was a reminder that he wasn't so different from me, regardless of our status or position in anything. We were both just photographers, and we happened to become friends, too.

"I remember when I first started taking my photography classes at the Uni. It wasn't too unlike what you're describing now. I was seated next to someone who worked so hard that I thought my brain was going to explode when I peeked at their computer screen."

"But isn't that similar to you now? Working so hard to create a photobook, pushing along through your classes, balancing everything your heart desires. I'm sure even [Name] from the past worked equally hard."

"Then it seems both of us are ever-growing and tweaking our skill," I turned my head to face Ayato instead of the various tables with food I was staring at in order to avoid making eye contact with the man next to me. "Why did you really take me here, instead of your sister or one of your friends?"

"What I already told you is true. I think it can open a lot of doors for you. It might be slightly selfish of me, but I want to make sure your goals are ones you can achieve. Because your future matters to me in that aspect."

Just as quickly as my mouth opened to respond and question Ayato further, it went closed again. There was a crowd of people heading over at full speed now that the event was finally settling into place. Perhaps now wasn't the right time for this conversation. I tried to back away and distance myself from Ayato as the people grew closer, afraid of getting in the way, but I didn't get far before I felt a tug on my hand. By 'not far', I meant not even a single step away.

"I thought you wanted someone to keep the anxieties at bay? Don't say a word about the people coming over, I'll handle them. You only need to listen and stick close, [Name]." Ayato's hand was closed on mine, squeezing it so that I couldn't leave, and the smile on his face never faltered. Neither did his attempt at pulling me closer towards him. So he was serious. Right. The whole reason for me being here was to become comfortable with this community, so it makes sense for me to stick around.

But why was he so painfully insistent, and why was his grip on my hand so comforting, and why did his cologne smell as nice as it did? Why did his voice echo through my skull like smooth water running down a creek? Why was his proximity to me like a warm blanket on a winter night, even when he was the one who pulled me so close when I tried to step away?

"So you all have been gossiping about who I choose to bring to my events like it's any of your business? However, if your interest longs to be satiated so strongly, this is a close friend of mine who is working on diving into the photography world. Treat them with as much respect as you would with me." Ayato was beside me, but for most of this interaction, it sounded like he was miles away. To jump into something as large as this, I felt both thrilled and privileged. But I couldn't swallow the lump in my throat that was fear of too much eyes on me, anxiety that my talent wasn't good enough to even be here.

"Would you like some refreshments? We have sparkling wine, as well as tomato sandwiches personally made by our gourmet chef." The staff member brought my attention back to reality as they offered me a few treats from a platter. "I'm alright, but thank you." I shook off any remaining negative thoughts that were floating around with a deep breath. That was when I realized half of the eyes around us that I originally thought were staring at us with critique and judgment were actually giving looks of bewilderment, almost like they were admiring gazes.

"Don't they look like a power couple?" Two nearby women's conversation faded in through my ears. "I see it. The way Mr. Kamisato is holding their hand... There's no way they're not a couple, right?"

Okay. Maybe not the conversation I want to be eavesdropping on. I tried to grab my hand and shake it away from Ayato's, but it was to no avail. "Is there something wrong?" He looked back at me after waving away a photographer I recognized as the creator of one of the photobooks I had at home, sitting in my dorm room. "No, I guess not... Just how high popularity are some of these people?..." I mumbled. "I think the fact I'm here says enough," Ayato silently laughed, regaining his posture quickly after.

"Can't believe I forgot you're the infamous Kamisato Ayato, pfft," I laughed as some of the pressure dropped off my shoulders. "Only to the majority of people here. To you, I'm just Ayato."

Maybe it wouldn't be too much of a pain to get used to this.

— ruptured appendix situation still going strong but i had to bust out this chapter LOL hopefully the written portion serves as a little treat bc i'm gonna cry myself to sleep if nobody likes it /j, i love it and that's all that matters. ayato is so hot.

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[yyuangss]

being part of an idol industry isn’t easy. there are so many scandals and drama happening or that can occur at any second. so you think you’re safe just being a personal make up artist. that’s until your scandal happens with the idol, kamisato ayato.

profiles ! gods of olympus | olympus muas

pairing ! idol kamisato ayato x fem!reader

genre ! smau, written portions, idol au, romance, fluff, possible angst, possible suggestiveness, genshin and star rail crossover, not canon compliant for either universe.

chapter one ! baizhu free zone

chapter two ! costume decisions

chapter three ! …

chapter four ! …

chapter five ! …

taglist is now open. send an ask, comment, or dm to be added !

[komorim]

to generations after us

-> kamisato ayato x f!reader

[ synopsis. ] a while has passed since the death of your husband, and everything seemed to have changed but nothing seemed to have changed at the same time. your routine and life will always be constant, yet the scenery and people of inazuma will never be identical to the ones before. and neither will your heart.

‣ when the sky weeps ⋮ find the masterlist here !!

[ content warnings. ] character death. reader has children with ayato. angst. mentions of suicide. suicidal thoughts. there’s not a lot to say; it’s not dark content. reader is a kitsune from japanese folklore.

[ word count. ] 1.7k

[ author’s note. ] hooray! the first one shot of my pair of one shot collections! i’m starting to regret making myself suffer through writing twelve oneshots, but it is what it is :p please bear in mind that updating of the collections won’t be very fast (like any of my updates :x) but i will try to upload two at a time, one for each collection. i originally planned on having the initial upload be four one shots so you all have something to read while i’m cooking up the rest, but i only got three done and i decided to just post one first :x

day one, day two, day three. how many days has passed was originally clear to you at first, but then there came one point in time that you lost track. when you lost track of the number of days passed since one of the biggest milestones in your ever lasting life.

since the day your husband, the love of your life, the father of your children, had passed away.

looking back on it now, you don't believe that your life had much of a change after his death. after all, it wasn’t your first time experiencing loss. yet this time was somewhat different. it wasn’t just a friend or a mortal you had attachment to that passed. no. it was your husband, the one who who married you, the one you mothered children with, the one you gave your heart to.

the first couple of days were dreadful, trying to comfort your children from the pain of losing their father and having to deal with awful words thrown at you because you haven’t shed a tear.

but what do they know?

as a mother, how could you make your children worry for you when they’re already mourning? how could you cry your heart out and voice your desire to die with him? you didn’t have the liberty of doing so.

so you could only resort to silently weeping as your hand rests over what was once ayato’s side of the bed. in the middle of the night, all you could think about was how regretful you were that you weren’t by his side, how you couldn’t hear his last words nor caress his face like you once did one last time. yet after weeks of barely sleeping, you still had to act as if you were okay in order to not raise the attention of your children.

though day by day, you continue such behavior and the negativity that surrounds you only grows.

seeing the kamisato estate as it was before, the same the last time you saw ayato slowly crumbled your will into pieces. you can almost see him in the shadows, smiling at you as he calls you to come join him for dinner, frowning as he scolds your laziness, smirking as he looks at your flushed face when he walks out of the shower half naked, humming as he walks down the hallways.

it’s all too familiar.

everything and anything reminds you of him. his cologne is still placed in the same place last time he used it. his toothbrush still sits in the stand next to yours. his coat still hangs by the door. his shoes still rest on the rack.

nothing seems to have changed, but everything did.

the streets on inazuma city still look the same as when you and him last went on a date. your favorite food stand is still selling your usual order. the trees are still in full blossom.

yet your loving commissioner isn’t there anymore.

how are you supposed to keep pretending? how are you supposed to reassure your children again and again that you’re taking his death well when that red moving object in your chest cavity has long withered and died?

how can you hug them and looks at them when their features resemble half of his?

you had missed him too much, and wanted to feel him and smell the scent of him terribly. you wanted to hug him, and kiss him, and ask for him to comfort you as he always did. then your attention fell onto the the white coat he wears everyday. it was bound to be covered in his scent, and after contemplating whether it was worth it to destroy the way he left things, you gave in to the urge.

bringing the coat back to the bed, you cuddled up to it and hugged it tightly, breathing in the faint scent of ayato. the crumpling of paper you heard was odd, knowing that it wasn’t a sound a normal coat was supposed to make. and when you pulled out the now slightly wrinkled envelope, tears started to pool in your eyes when you recognized the familiar penmanship.

you opened the seal carefully, not wanting to destroy the last thing he left you, and you pulled out the piece of paper that has already aged. it made you wonder how long ago he had first wrote this.

how long ago was he expecting his abrupt end.

my dear, the love of my life, my darling fox,

you hadn’t even begun to read its contents before a choked sob forced its way through your throat, emotional already at the mention of his pet names for you. names that you loved to hear.

how are you doing? probably not so good since you most likely are reading this after the news of my death. you can almost hear his light chuckle. i once remember you asking me why it is that i started to keep one hand in my pocket out of habit. now you probably know why. even without me telling you, you were always so very smart and perceptive. which was why it made me so nervous trying to keep this letter a secret. as your beloved husband, i know i shouldn’t be keeping secrets from you, but i had to. i knew you’d give me an earful if you knew about me writing such a letter when i’m “so young and have many years ahead of me.” but i had to write something like this soon. because who knows when i might die? the thought of it breaks my heart as well, but we both knew this would happen one day. after all, i am a mortal. if i had the choice, i would sell my soul and more to obtain immortality, since how could i bear to just leave you one day? but it’s the inevitable truth that my end will definitely come before yours. so i keep looking, keep staring at your face and features, trying to engrave them into my mind and heart and soul so that i never forget you even long after i’ve passed. even as i write this, i often glance up at your sleeping features on the bed. how beautiful you are. and how it saddens me to imagine those beautiful features i love distort into pain and grief. which is why i hope i can stay longer, just a bit longer. one more minute, one more hour, one more day. i hope that with my presence, i can make you smile for that much longer. though i understand that your smile from the day i die on will probably only be for the sake of presentation. to reassure, to comfort. after all, you never truly smiled until you fell in love with me. and that’ll always be the proudest achievement of my life. but please, don’t be too saddened by my passing. i understand the love you harbor for me, but please don’t let it be the reason you’re awake at night. a mortal’s life is short compared to yours, and you still have many years, many decades, many centuries. without me, you still have our children, and their children, and their children, and many generations after. you are never alone, my love. and there will be much, much more people in the future who will love and accompany you as i did.

the letter wasn’t complete, since you had a habit of calling him to bed every time he stayed up working. but you knew the purpose that the letter was supposed to serve. to make you feel better. but the day by day torture and regret that you put yourself through has already put you into an abyss so deep that a simple farewell letter couldn’t pull you out.

you became secluded, just like how your life was before a certain kamisato rudely interrupted.

he swept in, rescuing you from fox hunters when he was no better. the hunters wanted your life, and him making you fall in love and then leaving is no different. and the more you think about it, the more resent grows, and the moment of comfort that the letter brought you was long forgotten.

he wooed you with his sweet words and warm smile until you willingly handed him your heart. and then he left you alone, just like nothing had happened. but what was worse was that he didn’t just leave, no, he took your heart with him too.

you were used to loneliness for centuries. you enjoyed the leisurely life you had. but now that you’ve seen happiness, seen companionship, seen love, how were you supposed to go back to your previous life?

it’s cruel. what he did was unforgiving. and asking you not to despair? it was selfish.

he was alike a caretaker that has made an animal dependent on him and then pushed them back into the wild. a caretaker that stripped the abilities of hunting and survival from a wild animal before abandoning them once again. a caretaker that rescued an animal in need before blowing out the fire of hope.

how could he? more importantly, how are you going to survive without your caretaker? you’ve grown used to it all in this habitat that you loved, and now you can’t imagine a life without him.

you’ve grown miserable, resentful, to the point that you can’t help but want to tell him that you’ll never forgive him for the rest of your life.

but you can’t. you love him too much, gave him your all and more. he’s the man you loved, the first and only man you loved, and the one that loved you the most. how could you ever have it in your heart to hate him? how could you hate someone that first thought about you when the idea of their own death comes into mind?

one moment you’re screaming, sobbing from all the pain and anguish, and the next you’re begging for something, somewhere, that they could bring him back to you.

because without her caretaker, the silly fox that already gave her heart away would die in the wild.

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[yxstxrdrxxm-a]

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CONGRATULATIONS! YOU AND AYATO SWIPED RIGHT!

WOULD YOU LIKE TO SEE HIS PROFILE?

[ YES ]

Congratulations! You may have possibly got the jackpot. AYATO is a man who's got a thousand of faces, but when it comes to people he may have a chance of liking or being with, it can change. And for you... Well, he found you interesting, that's for sure.

Considering that he works as another businessman, AYATO is busy in his job. He can sometimes get too busy, but if you simply ask him to spare some time for you, he'll do it at the drop of the hat. Though, you may want to endure a bit of his teasing— he's a bastard and he wears it on his chest proudly.

You like a man who's possessive? In some way, you can say that AYATO is that. His way of having to keep what's his differs, though. He has the means to be able to take care of them easily, but if that doesn't work, then he has other fail-safe methods. Some even say they are worse than a simple visit.

He's quite soft with anyone he likes, but in his own way, you can say that he likes keeping what is his and his alone. God forbid that you tell him someone's trying to stake a claim on you, dear. AYATO isn't afraid of having his hands dirty (if all else fails, of course).

To many people, you can say that AYATO is protective to a certain degree. He doesn't enjoy the idea of someone having to think they got a chance, and sometimes, you may find yourself in his arms.

... What's strange, though, is that in off days, you may find him act offputting. Maybe it's because you couldn't see those red flags sailing by, but...

Maybe, just maybe, its wise to stay cordial and pliant. Don't piss him off, dear. Even I can't guarantee your safety.

[ END OF PROFILE. ]

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[ratintank]

Small bonus for Genshin sticker pack <3

[genshin-side-piece]

Wrapping myself up in a cozy headcanon involving Ayato tonight. I've been growing my hair out since the start of covid and it's gotten long enough to where I braid it at night. I love the idea of losing myself in the fantasy of Ayato doing it for me. It's such a simple thing, but I imagine him embracing simple acts of service like that. He loves to care for the people in his life. What better way to care for his significant other than helping them get ready for bed.

He takes his time with it, as he does everything else in his life. He worships the feeling of soft tresses as they slip through his fingers, running the brush over them time and time again until he was satisfied. Then he painstakingly divides them, insuring that they're perfectly proportionate before he slowly twists them together to form the braid.

Ayato's fingers playfully brush across the back of your neck, causing you to shiver with each pass. You try to pull away from him when he gets past a certain point but a gentle tug keeps you in place. He jokingly warns you that it would be a shame for him to have to start again. After all he has all night to get it right. If the consequence of his need for perfection is that he has to keep you in bed come the morning to make up for it, well it's a price he's willing pay. If only so that he might bask in his care of you for a little longer.

[stardustsorbet]

Thank you for the request, Sapph! Sorry for the delay my dear :( thought I’d post this on the anniversary of when Itto came home 🥹 one year 🤞

cw: established relationships, kissing, eating, pretty much all fluff

𝐀𝐘𝐀𝐓𝐎 ― ♡

It was initially Ayato’s idea to go and indulge in some ice cream, and it did not take much for you to oblige to his suggestion.

He takes you to this cute lil’ parlor down in Inazuma city and he’s such a gentleman when you get there!

He’ll open the door for you, seat you, place a napkin over your lap, order for you, everything. Gives you total royalty treatment.

He’s basic, gets vanilla with some whip cream and a cherry on top. You almost feel embarrassed with your sundae dripping with chocolate sauce and filled with rainbow sprinkles and brownie bites.

Ayato likes to watch the way your face lights up with satisfaction at the taste of your dessert, gently putting a napkin to your face to clean chocolate off the corner of your lips.

You were too enamored with your ice cream to see the way he was enamored with you, spoon nearly missing his mouth as he gazed at you, so lovesick. This had been your first date in a while, so returning to little places like this brought back all that puppy love. ♡

𝐓𝐇𝐎𝐌𝐀 ― ♡

He insists on getting one to share but allows you to pick the flavor and toppings. He’s really sappy and loves spoon feeding like couples in movies, wrapping their arms around the other’s to get the ice cream into their mouth.

Thoma gives you the majority of dessert since he doesn’t like the feeling of a sugar crash, but like his boss enjoys the look of delight on your face.

He usually takes you out on dates like this during the summer so he can guide you to a cliff side to watch fireworks afterword. He’ll enthusiastically point out of the designs of the fireworks and kiss you, so in love and so at ease.

You fall asleep on his shoulder, arms wrapped around his, soft snores escaping your chest. He kisses your head and tries his best you carry you home, tucking you into bed a kiss to the cheek.

𝐈𝐓𝐓𝐎 ― ♡

He’s a little indecisive when ordering so you take it upon yourself to order a couple’s sundae. Surprisingly, he doesn’t argue and just lets you order since you probably know what’s best. Probably.

Itto is surprisingly well mannered when you two are out and about. He’ll offer you the majority of your shared treat and let you spoon feed him if you’d like.

Though he gets teased for all of that by his gang, he’s happy to spend time with you and have you all to himself, enjoying coupley things like this.

He definitely does have a bit of a sugar crash once you two are walking home. Both crashing on the couch, you two cuddle into the deep of night, fun dreams of each other coursing through your minds. You two are so in love (๑>◡<๑)

[scarahours]

𝗛𝗢𝗪 𝗡𝗢𝗧 𝗧𝗢 𝗙𝗔𝗟𝗟 𝗜𝗡 𝗟𝗢𝗩𝗘 ⌲ 07 circumstances

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[krnzysh]

FAVORITE NUMBER ?

SUMMARY where you finally say yes to your suitor in a creative way

CHARACTER kamisato ayato x gn!reader

CW very self indulgent, modern au, gender neutral reader, just pure fluff, angst if you squint, rushed fic, mentions of crying, overthinking, use of call signs, not proofread. lmk if I missed any

[ 💬 ] LOVE, AIKA ¹this is the result of my spin the wheel journey. fluff for now hehehe might post angst soon? idk depends on how busy/motivated I am. ²i got this idea after watching this tiktok wjdhfdndo

“I’m on my way,” Ayato spoke from the other side of the call.

Today marked the 2nd year Ayato had been courting you. Throughout those two years, Ayato had always been patient.

For two years he had been working hard to get that single word from you finally.

Every day for the last two years, he never failed to show you how important you are to him.

Ayato always said to take your time, and that he’s not rushing you to enter a relationship with him.

Despite this, you couldn’t help but worry. What if he got tired of waiting for you? What if he finds someone else to love? So many what-ifs ran through your head.

Ayato knew, he always knew about those thoughts you have, he did his best to quell your worries. It always worked.

Today, you wanted to finally answer the long-asked question. You wanted to tell him “Yes”.

But what's the fun in just telling him? So you concocted a plan together with his sister, Ayaka, who had always been supportive of you both.

Your train of thoughts came to a halt when you heard a knock on your door.

Grabbing your things, and making a beeline to the door, there greeted you the sight of your boyfriend-to-be, holding a bouquet of crochet flowers.

You swear you felt your heart beat faster at the sight.

He wrapped you up in his embrace before handing the bouquet which contained an assortment of flowers.

Returning the hug albeit a bit tighter, and giving his cheek a kiss as a thank you.

He chuckled, his ears turning a pink hue.

"Hi, love" Ayato greeted you,

"Hello" It was your turn to get flustered, he was truly a very unpredictable man, as mischievous as he is, you can't deny the fact that is one of his many quirks that you fell in love with.

Noticing you reddening cheeks, he let out another chuckle. 'Adorable', he thought.

Being the gentleman he is, he walked you to his car with a hand on the small of your back. Opening the door and helping you buckle your seat.

The drive to the location was a quiet one, you loved the fact that no matter how many words were spoken be it none or thousands, you never felt empty, his presence alone was enough to fill your heart.

"We're here," Ayato announced after parking the car.

The view was one you could never forget, it was breathtaking.

The setting sun made it more ethereal, it was like a scene from a book, it looked so unreal.

But to Ayato? You were the most breathtaking view, seeing you gaze at the unending sky with your sparkling eyes.

He fell in love with you all over again.

He uttered your name, beckoning you to come sit with him. He fed you the snacks he brought, and even cuddled you close to him.

After awhile of just sitting together and talking about what not, you gaze into his lavender eyes, you find yourself lost in them.

'Now's the chance' you thought. It was finally time to give him your long awaited gift.

"Ayato?"

He hummed in response, knowing he's listening you decided to continue on.

"What's your favorite number from 1 to 30?"

Though surprised by the sudden question, he nonetheless answered, "19, why?"

Still a bit anxious, you decided to stall more, so, you asked again

"Aside from 19?"

"26, my birthdate"

He answered despite the initial confusion.

"Do you want to know mine?"

"Of course, I want to know everything there is about you"

'Smooth.' you though to yourself.

"My favorite number is 6, ask me why,"

Without any hesitation, he asked "Why?"

"That would be our monthsary!" you replied, anxiously waiting for his reaction.

Pure confusion was written all over his face that you couldn't help but let out a small giggle.

It still hasn't registered in his head, 'monthsary..?' what could it ever mean?

Then it all clicked, you were finally saying yes to his courting!

His face glowed red, salty droplets of tears rolled down his face, he couldn't help it can he?

"Love, are you serious right now?"

"Of course I am. Today is April 6 right?"

"May 6 would be our first monthsary then."

"That's right, what am I to you now?"

"My lover"

"Let's make it official, Love"

That was the first time you ever called him Love outside of texts, he felt butterflies fluttering all over is stomach at that very moment.

"I love you so much," He said, the first to many more.

"I love you too" you told him, leaning your forehead against his, staring at each other with so much love and adoration.

© aiikalvr — do not repost, translate, or plagiarize any of my works on any platform !

[direneedofsleep]

i remembered and so here's ayato screenshots (features my sister as yoimiya)!

i oddly don't have a lot of pics of him despite having gotten him from the first banner 🤷

why are all the hydro characters so prettyyyyyy 😭😭😭😭😭 <333

[notcookiecrumbs]

Ayato moment

[kitsuvil]

— design our future 【picturesque/ayato smau】

【 masterlist 】 written portion after the three photos!

I knocked on the door in front of me, having lost count of how often I'd done the same action before now. It felt strange this time. It was the first time since Ayato confessed to me, confessed romantic feelings that I couldn't even wrap my head around. I was afraid it would be awkward—more than I already expected it to be—but really, the most awkward part now was going to be Ayato opening the door to see the state I was in.

It wasn't my fault that checking the weather didn't even come to mind in the slightest when I left the dorms. By the time I was already halfway to Ayato's house, the rain was pouring down, and the sky was almost entirely dark gray. So naturally, running towards the front door had me left drenched, soaked, and not with a single dry spot on my clothes. I shivered a little at the way my damp clothes clung to my skin like cats to someone handing them food.

The door finally cracked open, and I was instantly faced with the blue-haired man I so lovingly doted on. In my brain, of course. I wouldn't dare let him hear my true thoughts when it came to how attractive I thought he was.

"[Name], why are you drenched? Come inside, you're going to get sick," worry crossed his face immediately as he ushered me inside. "I was ready to say hi and hug you and welcome you inside, but I will absolutely not stand for this. Did your umbrella fly away in the wind?"

I paused for a moment as I took off my jacket and set it down. "Fly away in the- What? What are you talking about?" It sounded so silly I had to laugh. "I just didn't realize it was going to rain."

Ayato stared at me in silence, worry turning into a blend of that and confusion. "You surprise me every so often like this and I never know what to think. Why didn't you ask me to come outside with an umbrella?"

"I just didn't think it was going to be that bad, I thought I'd made it to the door in time," I mumbled.

"But you didn't. Let me grab a change of clothes for you and bring the laptop down here. Make some tea for yourself in the meantime, or else I'm not letting you go home later," he firmly demanded.

And just like that, he was gone, having disappeared up the stairs. I moved towards the cupboard of mugs, reaching for the cup that had many wildflowers scattered on the outside. Without really paying attention to it, I had chosen a mug that had become my regular cup at the house.

While the warm tea sat on the table, steeping, I heard Ayato coming back down the stairs.

"Here's some of my clothes so you can change into something that's not wet. I would've grabbed some of Ayaka or Thoma's, but I don’t exactly want to snoop around their rooms while they're not home... Oh, and the laptop, but we'll get to that later. I'll take your clothes and throw them in the laundry once you're done," Ayato walked me to the bathroom while handing me a pile of clothes. His clothes.

On the top of the stack was a tan knitted sweater and on the bottom a pair of black sweatpants. I wasn't sure how I felt about wearing his clothes. I'd borrowed jackets before, but it was nothing like this, and it made my heart beat a little faster. Even if it was something that realistically didn't mean that much. I let out a deep sigh as I changed, admitting the fact that even if it gave me butterflies, I couldn't stay in wet clothes either.

Ayato was already beside me the second I left the bathroom. "There's some pastries on the table, I ordered them from the Café about an hour ago. Enjoy them with your tea while I'm gone," he smiled with warmth, filling his entire face with emotions I didn't often see from him. "Thank you, it means a lot. Here's the clothes," I sheepishly smiled in return as I handed him the moist clothes I had just changed out of.

Instead of only sitting and snacking while I waited, I decided to scroll through the file that was sitting open on Ayato's laptop after noticing it was my photobook. He wouldn't mind me taking an early peek, right? But still, I was shocked looking at the amount of work he'd done. Of course, I was there to sort out the photos with him and to make design choices, but seeing it all laid out was mesmerizing.

"I see you got ahead of yourself. I can't believe I lost my chance to explain it all to you," Ayato frowned as he returned. "How did you manage all of this? We're about to hit the next step, aren't we?" I furrowed my eyebrows in shocked amazement.

"That's the smart [Name] I know. We're nearly ready for the first printout draft. I called you over here for the final pieces of the photobook making puzzle."

"Which would be?"

"Acknowledgments and the like. Everything that I left empty for your wonderful expertise."

"You want me to write an acknowledgments page?" Ayato's eyes were staring straight back at me as I spoke, but for some reason, he often looked slightly behind me. As if he was avoiding my direct gaze. My hands fell down to the sleeves of my sweater, his sweater, playing with a loose string down at my wrist.

"And a page about you. How else would you spread your name and charm?" The corners of his mouth turned up into a smile, exactly like before. "Of course, I'm expecting you to mention me somewhere."

"You act like that's just a joke, but you know it was already a given. Let me get to typing, then." I paused for a second. "But there's a rule. You only get to see what I wrote after we print out the first draft."

"I want to ask why, but I know it's likely I won't get an answer, at least not until we're printing and putting it together. I'll keep my questions to myself." Ayato laughed in response to my rule. I wasn't sure myself where the idea came from, but it felt right, so I was going to do it. He showed me the pages where I needed to fill in certain things or write descriptions, which ended up working us until the afternoon. The sun was shining through the windows, no longer giving off the pitter patter sound from the rain a few hours ago. My cup of tea was long empty, as was the plate of pastries and the cup Ayato got for himself shortly after we started to work on the photobook.

But it was not only that. The acknowledgments page was filled in, too.

>>>

"That's it. That's the last part we needed, isn't it?" The satisfaction and excitement quickly took root in my heart. "Seeing as I just checked it off, yes. Let me set it up to print, and we can put it together afterward. Unfortunately, right now, it'll be more like a spiral booklet than anything."

I let Ayato take over the laptop for a while as he clicked away at the screen, linking it to his printer in the living room and formatting it. It wasn't too long before he pressed the big print button, and I nearly felt my heart shoot up into the sky. That was it. It was final, the first draft, but final nonetheless, and soon enough, I could release it to the world. "Thank you so much, Yato!" I hopped up from the chair I was stagnant in for hours before now. Both of us were up, ready to head to the printer. But before we could make it two steps forward, and before I even realized what I was doing, my arms were wrapped tightly around Ayato's torso.

I was squeezing him with a secure hug, and that's apparently what my body found to be the best way to say thank you. "You're welcome, even though you have all the skill here... However, what is..." He trailed off as I looked away from him. My hands wouldn't move. The rest of my body felt frozen, too.

Suddenly, the awkward situation turned into melting as Ayato returned the hug, his arms around me like a soft blanket. "I'm sorry." I spoke up. I didn't know exactly why I was apologizing, but in the moment, it felt right.

"Don't be... This is comforting." Ayato’s voice was nearly a whisper, but with our proximity, I heard it clear as day. "But it must be so awkward, with the way our relationship is and... Well, things aren't as casual as they were before..." I felt my words drifting away from me the more I spoke. Just a minute ago, we were chatting like normal and finishing the photobook, but now it felt like I had been in Ayato’s embrace for hours, and I wasn't fully sure how we got here.

"This doesn't change anything. I'm still patiently waiting for your response, but thank you for letting me relish in this moment. Even if it was an accident."

There was a pang in my heart that I couldn't fully explain. All I knew was that I didn't really want this to be an accident, nor did I want it to end.

>>>

The photobook was nearly forgotten as every single page had already been sitting, losing its heat by the second. On the top of the stack was a page that read "acknowledgments." Underneath it, a paragraph.

'I want to give my greatest thanks to Kamisato Ayato. He is the only reason I'm taking this step forward, and the only reason this photobook is manifesting into reality. Without Ayato, I would probably still be sitting in classroom after classroom, questioning whether the path I'm taking is even the right one for me. Now, I can truly believe it when I say it is. This is what I'm meant to do, and Ayato is the reason why.'

— no way act 2 is over... NO WAYY... i was so giggling and kicking my feet writing this chapter and i was constantly reminded just how much i love ayato WJSHJEJE i feel like i should have more to say, but surprisingly i don't. final act, here we go!!

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[yyuangss]

amphitrite

being part of an idol industry isn’t easy. there are so many scandals and drama happening or that can occur at any second. so you think you’re safe just being a personal make up artist. that’s until your scandal happens with the idol, kamisato ayato.

gods of olympus ! | olympus muas

olympus

sometimes called, the gods of olympus, is an idol group consisting of ten members. they were formed under jade place industries and are the first group to sign a contract with jpi. the group is centered around greek mythology and the members debuted with greek god names as their stage names. the names are zeus, poseidon, ares, apollo, hephaestus, helios, dionysus, hermes, cratus, and asclepius.

the members selected their names as they joined and who they fit the best. the members of the group are jing yuan, luocha, kamisato ayato, diluc ragnvindr, kaeya alberich, sampo koski, arataki itto, alhaitham, kaveh, and dan heng. see more.

jing yuan; @jingzuyuan — professionally known by his stage name zeus. jing yuan was the first member to join the group, making him the leader of olympus. he is the main rapper and subvocals.

luocha; @luoymphs — professionally known by his stage name asclepius. luocha was the second member to join the group. he is the first lead vocals.

kamisato ayato; @kamiseidon — professionally known by his stage name poseidon. ayato was the third member to join olympus. he is the second lead vocals.

diluc ragnvindr; @olympiandiluc — professionally known by his stage name helios. diluc was the fourth member to join olympus. he is the second rapper.

kaeya alberich; @dionalberich — professionally known by his stage name dionysus. kaeya was the fifth member to join olympus. he is the first main dancer and subvocals.

sampo koski; @skhermes — professionally known by his stage name hermes. sampo was the sixth member to join the group. he is the third rapper and subvocals.

arataki itto; @thearatakiitto — professionally known by his stage name cratus. itto was the seventh member to join olympus. he is the fourth rapper and subvocals.

alhaitham; @alhaithamofficial — professionally known by his stage name apollo. alhaitham was the eighth member to join olympus. he is the fifth rapper and third lead vocals.

kaveh; @oympskaveh — professionally known by his stage name hephaestus. kaveh was the ninth member to join olympus. he is the fourth lead vocals.

dan heng; @olympusdheng — professionally known by his stage name ares. dan heng was the tenth and final member to join the group. he is the second main dancer and subvocals.

fan favorite pairings !

jing yuan and luocha — thing one and thing two

since jing yuan is the leader, a lot see luocha as the second in command. both push the group to higher goals and want to see every member thriving. they handle a lot of business matters with their management or partnerships with other companies. their dedication for the group is what gained them a lot of respect. sometimes, jing yuan and luocha are seen as the “face” of olympus. the pair has openly said their distaste for that statement.

ayato and diluc — r&b

fans consider ayato and diluc the best duo from olympus. mostly because the latter opened up the quickest with ayato. in fact, diluc has a more serious personality but softens up slightly whenever he meets fans but when he’s with ayato? it’s like he has a completely new personality. they say it’s just the ability ayato has to attract people and make them feel comfortable whenever he’s around. the two instantly became friends when the group was formed (that’s all thanks to ayato) and you can find a lot of their content. now, one is not seen without the other. it is said that ayato favores diluc the most. he denies it multiple times but everyone knows.

kaveh, itto, and sampo — kiss

unlike the rest of the members, these three have the most chaotic energy. having them separate during interviews, sets, concerts, or ceremonies is usually what you want to do. but since they were a fan favorite once jpi released behind the scenes of them during a comeback, the trio got paired up more. the connection they had grew and sometimes feel off if they’re not all together. they are more prone to comedic relief, playing small pranks on each other, and overall bringing life to the group.

kaeya, alhaitham, and dan heng — the shady trio

dan heng thinks it, alhaitham shows it, and kaeya says it. they can communicate with just one look. when together, they are quiet and observant. which leads them to not be afraid when calling you out on any insults you send their way. some fans will call them the protectors of the group. if you stare hard enough, you can see them exchanging whispers in the most subtle way.

note: finally getting to work on this smau which has been in my drafts in my other acc and the reason why i made this one 🫶 anyways, second batch of profiles will be posted soon or maybe i will post it tomorrow.

taglist is now open. send an ask, comment, or dm to be added !

[komorim]

when the sky weeps masterlist

-> a collection of one shots

[ synopsis. ] being immortal isn’t easy. having those around you age and soon wither away as you stay unchanging, with the only thing that’s different being the growth of loneliness that grows as the years pass. what’s even worse is the lack of those you loved.

[ content warnings. ] character death. angst.

[ author’s note. ] i know i said i’d cut back on the character death, but i was in a writer’s block and didn’t know what to write about. so when i finally had an idea, i took my opportunity and ran with it. plus, i feel like i’ve been writing a bit too much fluff recently :3

to explain very briefly, i’ll be having two collections of one shots, one being when the sky weeps, and the other being when the earth bleeds. as you can probably guess from the name, these will be angst collections!

these two collections are sister collections that kind of go hand in hand with the design and this will be a pair of genshin collections.

after i’m through with maybe two or three of these planned one shots, i might start writing alternate endings in which we can have a happy ending (hurt with comfort) instead of the sad endings (just hurt).

anyways, i hope you stay tuned for these!

[ status. ] ongoing

[ currently ] when the sky weeps: collection of six angst stories in which the reader is immortal and their lover is mortal

when the earth bleeds: collection of six angst stories in which the reader is mortal and their lover is immortal

[ 001. kamisato ayato ] to generations after us

[ 002. alhaitham ]

[ 003. diluc ragnvindr ]

[ 004. tighnari ]

[ 005. thoma ]

[ 006. childe ]

all works mentioned above belong to @komorim. do not translate, copy, or repost any works on this platform or any other.

[bluefireshrine]

Since today is Ayato's birthday, here's a Sea Dragon AyatoxYokai Reader AU!

After a fierce fight, a badly injured yokai (aka you) walks to the sea only to encounter a sea dragon and he heals you. The dragon tells you to come back, but as you walk into the forest, you never intend to return to the sea.

Every day you don't show up, the dragon weeps, causing the fish to vanish and the sea to ravage. The humans can no longer go out to sea. And why would they? There are no more fish to catch.

Despite the intention of never going back, the dragon haunts your dreams. But why? You're opposites in every way. You wield fire and he is a child of water. You are only efficient on land while his true strength can only be seen in the ocean depths. But despite this, he's so beautiful. Nothing like you have ever seen on land.

So when you're attacked again, you find yourself longing for the dragon by the sea. And there he is, waiting at the same spot he was before. The tears the dragon sheds turn to crystal as they fall. You've come back to him!

And when your attackers pursue you all the way to the beach, the dragon defends you, displaying the power he had hidden from you. You wonder how you can thank him for his kindness. You'll say yes to anything at this point. Except when he asks you to live with him at the bottom of the ocean.

"How will I breathe?" You ask. "I am a warrior. How can I fight? How can I defend myself if my flames are snuffed out?"

"I have nothing to offer you down there, sea dragon." Is your answer, but you do! You can offer him absolute certainty of your safety by staying down there with him. Where no creature can get you. He will make sure of that.

And the sea dragon realizes that you never had a choice to begin with. In order to calm the tides and for the fish to come back, you must be with him as his mate. How many more times must you almost die to see that?

"No more!" He says as he grabs you and drags you to the bottom of the ocean to be his mate for eternity.