#genshin kazuha x reader

[threepointseven]

I can't remember if I already asked this here or on another blog, but just to be sure: Can I request one where Xiao, Childe, and Kazuha discover that someone has been threatening and hurting their S/O who kept quiet about it as not to burden them with their problems?

When they find out someone has been hurting you but you chose to hide it.

Type- scenario 🍄+HC’s 🌷

Flowers included!🌼= childe x gn! Reader, kazuha x gn! Reader, xiao x gn!reader

Note🍀= HEYEYEY I HOPE I GOT THIS CORRECT AND THAT U ENJOY 😋 THIS IS KINDA OOC BUT OH WELL

🥀Flower toxins!🥀- mentions if blood, death, injury, assault

Albedo ,scaramouche

Genshin masterlist

💐Your bouquet has been delivered <3💐

Xiao

- xiao always reminded you that if you had any trouble with anyone, hed quickly dispose of them in a flash, you trusted him you really did! But in your mind you told yourself it was just another burden to him, just another person he had to deal with

- “Hes overworked enough” is what you kept telling yourself every day you got home from your job as you convinced yourself to not bother Xiao with it, your boss wasn’t the kindest person.

- Constantly threatening you with more than just “ill fire you” it got to a point where they’d threaten to hurt you, and sometimes they did.

- You’d finish work with a small bruise or two, sometimes he’d go so far as to draw blood when ‘teaching you how to be diligent’

- But you never told Xiao, you figured it would be an annoyance to him

- You were wrong ofc he’d take a bullet for you

- He has already suspected that there was trouble at your job, and so one day he followed you into liyue without your knowledge and patiently watched how your day went before your drunken boss came rushing to you, shouting in your face, it took every ounce of self control to not stick his pole arm into your bosses head,

- But your boss raised their hand, in a terrifyingly threatening way and in a flash xiao raced to make space between the two of you and he unconsciously wrapped an arm around you protectively

- A shroud of menacing anemone surrounded him and the atmosphere, giving them a wound in their leg as a warning.

- When you got too wangshuu in he was all over you, he sounded angry at you for keeping it from him, furious. But his desperate eyes of relief betrayed him and he complained.

“You should’ve told me..! What if you got fatally injured at one point?!” Everything was scattered in his mind, the mere thought of you having such injuries irked him.

“I thought you’d be annoyed…”

“annoyed. really. What matters to me is your safety, not how tiring dealing with a weakling is.” He deadpanned at you before disappearing.

“A-ah-! Xiao!!”

- While you looked for him he was dealing with your boss, blood was definitely shed but unfortunately, its against his contract to kill mortals *sigh*

- And by the end of it he kept being all pouty to you </3 claiming you were dumb to not tell him, give him a plate of almond tofu and some reassurance that you’ll tell him next time and hell be alright

Kazuha

- a polite little fellow, always telling you he’ll protect you and teach anyone who hurts you some ‘manners’.

- He was too sweet to lay your burdens on, always welcoming you home with a smile and his poetic words, you would rather drown than ruin the atmosphere with “hey kazu im getting heavily assaulted by the person every day please help me get rid of them!”

- The person that was assaulting you was your so called ‘friend’, theyd punch you and even go as far as to use their vision on you and then brush it off as ‘jokes’ and ‘all fun and games!’

- But everyday it was a new black eye and it was practically a race against the clock to get home before kazuha did so you could hide each bruise with makeup

- And alas, it was a friday and Kazuha had said he was getting home from his little boat journey on Saturday so you thought it was a perfect time to start patching yourself up, so right after your daily beating from your apparent friend you got home and put bandages everywhere on your body thinking itll be fine since kazuhas not home

- WRONG. HE GOT HOME EARLY AS A SURPRISE🙄 And when he catches you bandaging practically every inch of your bruised body his heart sinks as you look at him frantically trying to explain the cuts on your neck.

“Was it a person? If so may i have their name dove?“ His sweet smile contrasts his eyes full of murder as he readies his sword.

“Its not a big deal theyre just a friend-!”

“If theyre doing this they are in no way a friend my love.”

- Give him the name and off he goes letting the wind guide him to that monster

- When he gets home you see that there is a speck of blood on his clothes, not his. Hes all over you!! Comforting you, taking you to the crux to ask help from one of their healers, the entire week is just him being slightly more overprotective and touchy

Childe

- Now why in the world aren’t you telling him??????????????????????? all you need to say is “(insert name) is hurting me what should I do about it?” And he’s already planning his next homicide

- Everyday they followed you like someone observing their prey, it just wouldn’t stop. From whispers of “isn’t that tartaglias partner?” to sudden threats, and from threats to pulling you into an alley way and punching you in the face continuously

- Covering the bruises with makeup became a regular occurrence, you’d gotten good at it.

- “What would he think?” “Would he think im weak?” “What if he ends up leaving me since i cant to defend myself from something as small as a few punches…?”

- It was like any other night, cuddling in bed with childe, playing around and giggling, the atmosphere was light and the room was filled with laughs, atleast before your boyfriend playfully hit a spot they had bruised up today.

“Ouch-! Oii that hurts!” You laughed, too caught up in the moment before realizing what you had said

“Hm? Hurts? I barely even touched you sweetheart?”

“Oh uhm dont worry i was just joking hah..” you placed a hand on the clothed bruise and in a blip you remembered you failed to cover your bruise up as your makeup had run out and you resorted to a sweatshirt.

It was like he read your mind and instantly he sat up with a serious shine in his eyes.

“Show me the bruise and who did it to ya.” It wasnt at all a question, more like a command.

- after you explained to him what happened the entire way he had that threatening smile of his, clearly ready to murder this dumbass

- And he did!! Surprise surprise. He told you to take him to the place they usually tend to start hurting you at, a small little road and the moment that dude approached you, assumingely to resume their little game of “beat up the innocent civilian cause theyre dating a ginger”

- Your lovely boyfriend interfered, giving the person a threatening smirk before showing his blades of hydro,

“Ah, i recommend you close your eyes love!”

- You did immediately, closing your eyes and shutting your ears the entire time, only hearing the strangers muffled screams and pleads for mercy.

- Before you could even open your eyes your boyfriend was leading you away from the scene and all you smell was iron in the air

“Next time tell me alright! I’ll deal with them in a jiffy sweetheart!”

[starhrtz]

( 万葉 ) ﹕ FEEL MY RHYTHM

pairings : idol!kazuha x idol!gnreader ✧ ･ﾟ

content : fluff, ur both down bad for each other, idol!au

⌣ ❄️ ❝ word count : 344

Idol!Kazuha who is part of the renowned group, 4nemo. He's often known to be the most calm in the group which captivated a large part of his base.

Despite his composed and calm demeanor, he holds a rather... Embarrassing secret. He's a devoted fan of you, a fellow idol and sololist whose talent and charisma leave him in awe each time he rewatches your performances.

Idol!Kazuha who secretly collects your merchandise, from signed albums to plushies, and treasures them especially the mini plushies of you. He attends your fan meetings whenever his schedule isn't busy, blending into the crowd to hear you speak and even sometimes be lucky to shake your hand.

Idol!Kazuha who doesn’t realize that you are also a fan of his, admiring his calm yet captivating aura and how his lyrics feel like whispers of a gentle breeze. When ever your schedule is free, you attend his fan meetings, thrilled to catch glimpses of his warm smile up close.

Idol!Kazuha who one day finds himself at an idol-themed café during a rare break of his, wearing a hoodie and cap to stay incognito. Not knowing that you happen to be there too, also in disguise, hiding under oversized glasses with a mask and a hat.

Of course the most notable thing from both of you is how you both were wearing each other's merchandise.

Idol!Kazuha who would soon notices the hoodie you’re wearing, it’s from his merch line. His heart skips a beat, but he doesn’t dare say anything. Meanwhile, you notice a keychain of your chibi character hanging from his bag and a bunch of pins on his bag, leaving you equally flustered.

Idol!Kazuha who locks eyes with you, both of you silently recognizing each other’s merch but unable to connect the dots. The awkward silence stretches until you both shyly look away and leave.

Idol!Kazuha who later realizes during your next fan meet that you were the person at the café as he silently cursed himself for not recognising it was you.

[astarriscus]

— ✧ WHAT ARE YOU TO HIM? ✧ —

ft. venti, xiao, kazuha, aether (separately). gender neutral reader. fluff (a bit of comfort fr xiao). warnings : n/a. wc ≈ 190 each.

VENTI ; his muse.

when the wind is at its breeziest and it sways your clothes the same direction as wherever the wind blows that fine afternoon, he finds himself unable to mutter a single word. such an occurence is not uncommon, you realize days and weeks after, when you find venti once again speechless before you for whatever reason it may be. and, so you question him with eyebrows raised, only for him to smile softly and answer, "am i not allowed to gaze at the beauty of my muse?" — and then you would find yourself oddly flustered, a smile rising, and a laughing venti who then swifts in closer to press a kiss onto your forehead. the afternoon would then pass by, hours and hours until it turns evening, and you even once ask as to why he considers you his muse. his reply, however, is merely a wink, a finger pushed to your lip in silence, with his cheeky signature grin. and so the evening is spent in his embrace, the stars and wind alone as witnesses (until you head back home, that is).

XIAO ; his light.

light and shadow come hand in hand, and one cannot exist without the other. xiao suddenly feels as though he truly understands that sentiment as he stares at you—your ethereal visage under the moon's light, the dark night suddenly feeling a bit brighter with your wide smile directed at him. and, he remembers. how you extended your hand to him, how you sat silently by his side as he reminisced on the past—how you put "ridiculous" thoughts in his head, of how your presence somehow seems to bring more warmth than the sun's rays, and of how he has come to feel more at ease by your side than neath the glow of the moon. how could it be, that you have become so important to him? that you've become a beacon of hope, a source of light—his light? yet, any thoughts such as that will have to wait, as you lean your touch closer to him and he unconsciously leans in as well. "xiao." and, with a simple call of his name, he collapses into your arms, feeling the warmth of your light against all of the shadows of his life, and for the first time in a while... he feels safe.

KAZUHA ; his home.

'home is where the heart is', as some people say, and he reminds you every time he comes back into your arms, that his heart is with you. as the sun dips below the horizon and the clock ticks closer to the end of the day, kazuha's tense shoulders relax immediately upon setting his eyes on your figure—"always a sight for sore eyes," he would tell you, grinning against your own smile. in the bristling quiet of sunset, he tells of what he had come across today, absentmindedly reaching out for your hand as he speaks. and, you listen. he is by your side with hands intertwined until they feel like puzzle pieces never to be broken, the familiarity of it all ever so comforting. "welcome back home", you'd tell him—and he can't stop the grin from breaking all across his face, as his eyes crinkle in joy and he pulls you into his embrace. yes, you are his home, the home will return to with the dawning sun, stay with in the rising dawn, and beyond the horizons evermore.

AETHER ; his fire.

scrunching his nose in thought, AETHER hums with a thoughtful smile as he holds your hand in his, and softly whispers with you still in his embrace. small secrets scatter through the otherwise freezing night turned warm by the fireplace, his hand softly on your cheek—a chuckle escapes you and his grin brightens, as he nuzzles your nose and gazes into your eyes. you are his little spark that spurns him onward bravely, the fire that lit his heart ablaze. the sun is scorching and searing, yet you are not. your presence is an enigma he can't fully grasp, and he chases after that feeling in his chest praying he doesn't end up like icarus. and you won't let that happen. it's in this moment where the fire burns bright with affection in both your eyes that he thanks prometheus for his giving of the flames to man, though none can compare to you. "i'll be here." he'll protect you—after all, you are his dearest fire that alights the deepest depths of his love and heart.

— © astarriscus. please do not plagarize, repost, edit, translate, heavily reference, or profit from any of my works !! . . . taglist ; @tofuthoma @noxtivagus @kdaehara @katzeschreibt @kouque @myjulie @ajaxophobia

[xxgoldie]

lazy mornings

in which you and kazuha make the most of a rare quiet day on the crux wc: 1.2k cw / notes: kazuha x afab!reader, explicit (MDNI!!!), established relationship, grinding, p in v sex, riding, light nipple play, soft morning sex w kazuha crossposted from my ao3

There's nothing quite like quiet, sunny mornings on The Crux. Those days when you were finally docked near Liyue Harbour rather than out on the open sea, and the normally bustling, rambunctious crew was taking a much deserved lie in, so you could wake up and enjoy a moment of peace. Beside you, Kazuha was still asleep, breath even and soft, the sunbeams illuminating his handsome face and soft blonde hair. He was beautiful - it was a common thought, but one that positively overwhelmed you on mornings like this, the lull of the sea gently rocking you. Unable to restrain yourself, you reach a hand forward and brush a stray strand of hair from his face. You are careful, but he is a wanderer, and his peaceful sleep was still light. Bleary scarlet eyes slowly opened and focused in on your face, a soft smile finding its way to his lips.

"Morning, pretty boy," you whisper. Half a foot still in dreamland, Kazuha only hums in response, shifting forward to give you a delicate, lingering kiss. When he pulls aways, you push yourself upward, one arm keeping you up as the other carresses his face, fingers in his hair and thumb gently stroking his temple. He responds in kind, one hand cupping your cheek and the other slipping under your baggy sleep shirt to rest on the bare skin of your waist. You allowed your gaze to linger, drinking in his handsome face, pale hair fanned around him like a halo on the pillow, skin dappled with the morning glow of the sun. His thumb traces gentle circles on your side as the hand on your face guides you down for another kiss, a silent request you are more than willing to oblige. You can't help but sigh contentedly when his tongue slips into your mouth, your own meeting it in unhurried swirls. Moments like this, you felt like you had all the time in the world to kiss him.

Searching for a more comfortable position, you shift your body to straddle his, lips never parting from each others' as you continue to make out. It barely takes a second for you to notice the hardening length underneath you, though, and you smile against Kazuha's mouth as you roll your hips in the same lazy rhythm as your tongue. The movement elicits a soft humming moan from him and you swallow the sound greedily, continuing the motions and whining into his mouth at the friction against your clit. His hands were roaming now, feather-light touches skimming across your back, your thighs, your breasts. Suddenly, he gives your nipple a tug; it is hardly rough, but the sensation sharp in comparison to the quiet softness of the morning so far, and you break the kiss to release something between a moan and a yelp. The smile he gives you is teasing as he continues toying with your nipple, other hand on your hip as he guides you to continue grinding against him.

It doesn't take long for you to grow tired of being clothed, pulling your shirt off to leave you in just your soaked panties. The look on Kazuha's face shifts from aroused amusement to reverence, and he finally sits up, gently kissing your mouth once before moving down to your jaw, and down your neck, leaving light nibbles along your collarbone.

"You're so beautiful," he whispers into your skin, quietly enough that you wouldn't have heard him if his mouth wasn't right below your ear. You sigh out his name in response, bliss building at the grinding, the gentle touch of his rough hands, his attentive worship of your neck. Your hands, which had been tracing the curves of his bare chest, travelled lower, pausing the rocking of your hips to lift yourself up and pull down his trousers and underwear, just enough to free his now fully hard length. You give him a couple quick pumps, the whine that escapes him uncharacteristically lewd for the normally composed man. His lips capture yours again and you lead him to lay back down, breaking away from the kiss with your dripping core over him, letting him watch as you sink down on his length and begin leisurely riding him. This wasn't like your mid-party quickies, when he'd had a drink and you'd had three and you couldn't keep your hands off each other, nor was it a passionate night where you were both desperate to release the tension of a long day. There was no need to chase the high, instead allowing soft movements to carry you there, enjoying the journey at your own pace.

Through the haze of pleasure and remnants of sleep, Kazuha can't help but think that you've never looked more beautiful. Sure, you looked beautiful every day, and he told you every day, but looking up at you now, your head thrown back in pleasure and your breasts bouncing softly in time with your movement, he thinks he could spend eternity like this and not regret a second.

He grips your hips a little tighter now, pushing you down harder when you sank onto him, and cherishes the mewl that escapes you as your clit grinds against his pelvis and his dick fills you to the brim, the responding clench of your pussy drawing a groan out of him too. He continues the motion, hips rolling up firmly to meet yours every time you came down.

"Fuck, you're so pretty for me," he ground out between moans, once again appreciating the view before him, "so gorgeous, you feel so good- fuck!"

His praise causes you to clench even tighter around him, the moans that escaped you more needy as the coil in your stomach tightened. While you had been bracing yourself against his chest, your hands now wandered absentmindedly, scratching him lightly as your nails ran along his skin; almost as if to return the favour, his grip on your hips grew firmer, leaving small crescent marks as he took more control, increasing the pace, also dangerously close to release.

It only took one particularly sharp thrust up from him to send you both over the edge, names on each others' lips as he spilled deep inside your twitching pussy. The only sound that filled the room for a moment was heavy breathing, then Kazuha slowly sat up and gently lifted you off of him and lay you down on the bed. You couldn't help but whine at the loss of him inside you, his cum leaking out of you a little. He chuckled at that, pressing a soft kiss to your temple. Honestly, you'd only just woken up and you already looked fucked out enough to fall back asleep.

"Where are you going?" you ask, noticing through heavy lidded eyes that he was pulling some casual clothes on.

"To get you a warm towel and some breakfast."

God, he was so perfect. The perfect handsome sweet man who fucked you so good as soon as he woke up and then still had the energy to take care of you afterwards. Though, to be fair, you had encouraged him to lie back and let you do most of the work. Couldn't let him get away with that again.

"I love you," you mumbled out to him despite your train of thought, already struggling to keep your eyes open.

"I love you too, my love," he responded, the last thing you heard before you drifted into a contented sleep.

[redheadloverr]

how they react to you asking for a child

gn!reader x genshin males

there will be longer post to these!

cw; fluff, enjoy :D

he asked first.

he’s definitely asked and teased about it for months, years, now. begging you to let him become a father to your child. when you ask him for a child he’s overjoyed and happily accepts, enthusiastic about the thought of being a father.

albedo, kaeya,tighnari, zhongli, aether

he’s joked about it before

he’s joked about it with you before, even bothered you about it for practically the entirety of your relationship. when you finally give into his ‘joke’ and say you actually want a child, he laughs, and then asks if you’re serious. you say you are and he’s overjoyed, a hint of light red blush appearing on his cheeks as he picks you up, swinging you around in excitement.

cyno, ayato, lyney, heizou, venti, scaramouche

he’s flustered, surprised, but nods in agreement.

“i.. agree, Y/N, we should have a.. child” his face a bright red, holding onto your hand rubbing it lightly with his thumb, smiling at you endearingly.

diluc, xiao, dainsleif, kazuha, kinich

he runs a mile in excitement.

my boy deadass runs for his life once he hears those words come out of your mouth, he’s never been more excited to hear someone say the word “child/baby”. he smiles and hugs you, kissing you over and over again repeating “i’m so happy!” over and over and over again. he’s so cute.

childe, ayato, itto, thoma, wriothesley

[aviiarie]

˚ ₊ ‧ ♡ IN PLAIN SIGHT — feat. kazuha event masterlist.

synopsis. you know for a fact that your new next-door neighbour is a supernatural creature of some kind, and you're determined to prove it. warnings. mind control?? i guess???? notes. requested by @sailorstar9! siren!kazuha. gn!reader. 2.5k words. slight cliffhanger ending lmao.

It took one week, two days, seventeen hours, and fifty-five minutes to fall head-over-heels in love with your neighbour.

Although, even that estimate that might have an exaggeration. With the way your heart fluttered as soon as that easy smile fell over his lips, and a smooth greeting fell out, you might as well have fallen from the moment you met him.

“Kaedehara Kazuha,” he introduced himself, voice sweet and melodic like a song, carried by the wind. “But please, spare the formalities. You may call me what you wish.”

The casualness of his greeting did nothing to sway the effortless grace that he held; every movement was measured and precise, with the elegance of a swan and the gentleness of an autumn breeze. There was an almost glow that shone from his presence, dulling the world around him.

As he leaned closer to shake your hand, you caught the scent of maple clinging to his skin. The smell was sweet, almost dizzying, making you stumble over your own words. “U-Uh... I'm [Name]. It's nice to meet you, K-Kazuha.”

And then he had smiled, and your chest had soared. Love at first sight was a foreign concept to you, but if it was real then this was the closest you would ever get to it.

The next week was nothing short of blissful. Stolen glances were exchanged in the mornings when you happened to walk by at the same time, idle chatter that stretched on for what seemed like hours. Every time he opened his mouth, sonnets seemed to fall, captivating you over and over again.

You weren't the only one entranced by him either. Everyone in their neighbourhood was completely and wholly enamoured by the man, from the young couple next door to the old lady down the street. Asking anyone about him would result in gushing about how he was such a sweet and polite boy, always lending a hand. He was charming, he was handsome, he was kind. And yet, you never were able to get much more than a surface-level answer about him. When you pressed, no one could tell you any more about who he was, where he came from, or even what he did for a living.

He was a mystery; simultaneously known by everyone and still a stranger to them all.

Truthfully, you should have pieced together the peculiar puzzle long before you did, but Kazuha's charm had rendered you blind. The odd sparkle to his eyes, the song-like quality to his voice, none of it struck you as odd, until you started to notice just how much he affected the people around him.

'Love', as you'd naively called it, had afflicted more than yourself. There was an infatuation for the man that had spread like a disease, infecting almost everyone he came in contact with. And as soon as you started to notice it, you couldn't stop; that lovesick expression was present on every face you saw.

“Do you know Kazuha?” The question slipped out before you could hold it back, making the girls sitting opposite you pause. When you weren't in front of him, the fog over your mind seemed to clear, but it didn't stop him from creeping into your thoughts.

“Kazuha...?” One girl—Ayaka, she introduced herself as—echoed. There was a quiet, barely noticeable lilt that fell over her voice as she said the name. The sudden shift made something settle uncomfortably in your gut.

“Yeah, he lives next to me. Do you know him?” You pressed further, studying her expression.

“Kazuha...” Ayaka breathed, her eyes glazing over. A soft, almost spacey smile settled over her lips. “He's amazing, isn't he? I could listen to him talk for hours and hours and never get sick of hearing him. He's... he's perfect.”

“He's like... something out of a fairytale.” The other girl, Yoimiya, breathed. The spark of joyfulness in her eyes had been snuffed out, leaving them blank and glistening with bliss.

“…Right.” Something was off about their responses. It tugged on the part of your mind that was still fully conscious, unravelling the layers of infatuation that had clouded your thoughts. “What do you know about him?”

“Um… he writes. Poetry, I believe.” Ayaka’s smile widened. “He read me his poetry a while ago. It was breathtaking, it felt like… like he was casting a spell on me.”

She was oblivious to the way you froze at her words, blood rushing into your ears and drowning out the rest of her gushing. She didn’t notice the way your face contorted into something horrified, too caught up in her own daydreams to realize she had chipped away the last piece of what was blocking your mind.

Abruptly, you stood, chair scraping loudly. “I have to go. Thank you for inviting me out for coffee, it’s been a pleasure meeting you both.”

Yoimiya’s eyes widened in surprise, as she hurried to stand up too. “O-Oh! So soon?”

“Yes.” You nodded stiffly. “I’ll see you around. Hopefully we can be friends.”

“I would love that.” She smiled at you. “Say hello to Kazuha for me, won’t you?”

-----

How did you not realize it sooner? You were kicking yourself on the walk home, berating your own mind for being so weak-willed to fall for him so easily. It was so obvious in hindsight that something was off about him, but it seemed you weren’t immune to whatever charm he’d put the neighbourhood under.

With a steeling breath, you tried to steady your racing thoughts. You couldn’t let yourself spiral, not when the danger was so close. Your head was clear, so the grip he held on your mind had snapped—or at least weakened—but he was still present, lurking one house to your left.

When you got to your door, your heart stopped as you met a familiar set of crimson eyes, as if he was waiting for you.

“Ah, [Name].” Kazuha smiled, drawing out the sound of your name like he was savouring it. “I was just about to knock on your door.”

When your heart pounded this time, it had nothing to do with love. “Y-Yes... I was just out grabbing coffee.”

“At the cafe down the street?” Kazuha's smile widened. “They make a wonderful macchiato.”

“Mhm, I'd best be going.” With a forced smile, you push past him and slide your key into the lock, turning it with a click. “I'll see you around, I guess.”

But before you could leave, a calloused hand caught your arm.

“Would you like to join me for dinner?” Kazuha asked, the lazy smile still playing on his lips. For once, the sight didn't make your chest flutter. For once, the curl of his mouth seemed too sharp to be considered charming. There was something a little too eager in the grin, an almost-hunger that made your skin crawl.

You thought of sweet Ayaka, and her dazed expression; bright Yoimiya, her sparkling eyes dulled as soon as his name was mentioned.

Whatever twisted game he was playing, you wanted no part in it.

You pulled your arm away, shooting him a venomous glare. “No. Thank you.”

And with that, the door was promptly slammed in his face.

-----

After the initial shock wore off, your mind clicked into gear. It started with the locks, checking every door and window to make sure they were bolted shut—just to be safe. Then, the plan.

If being aware of his control over you was what broke you free, then you just had to make sure that everyone was aware.

“Isn't there something odd about that Kazuha?” You had brought up the topic as causally as you could, in the middle of a chat with your other neighbour, but she still froze.

“Oh, such a sweet boy he is,” The old woman gushed, as if she only heard his name.

“Yes, but he's a bit strange, right?” You pressed.

“Hm? I have no idea what you're talking about, love?” She frowned. “Are you okay?”

Soon, you switched tactics.

“Do you believe in the supernatural?” The question almost made you cringe as soon as you said it, but you didn't let it show. Your newest target—Heizou, who lived three houses down—stared at you blankly.

“Eh? Like spirits and demons, and stuff like that?” Spirits, demons, monsters... even if you didn't know what Kazuha was, you knew he wasn't human.

“Yeah.” You nodded stiffly.

He paused in thought. “Well, I suppose you can call me a skeptic. The possibility isn't ruled out in my mind, but I can't say I go looking for ghosts.”

“What would you do if you thought you had discovered someone you know is a supernatural creature? A spirit or demon of some kind?” You paused. “Hypothetically.”

Heizou raised an eyebrow. “...I'm not sure. Is this hypothetical creature malicious?”

“Not... outwardly.” Outwardly, Kazuha was the most friendly, polite, and perfect person you had ever met. That was the problem. “But I fear their intentions. There's no way to be certain if this creature will cause harm, and they've proven to be capable of it.”

“What an interesting hypothetical you have here...” Heizou chuckled. He saw right through you, you could tell that much, but he still seemed willing to entertain your questioning. “Tell me a bit more about this 'creature'. What are their characteristics?”

You hesitated. “They can... charm people, I think. It's like as soon as you talk to them, you're completely entralled without even realizing it. And by the time you do realize it, you're the only person who has, and everyone else has already fallen for him.”

“Sounds like a siren.” Heizou looked over them curiously. “This isn't a hypothetical, is it?”

You were silent.

“Thought so.” Heizou laughed, completely unconcerned by the idea of a monster in his vicinity. “Well, I would say there are two options here.”

“Which are?” You asked urgently.

“Confront him if you're concerned.” Heizou shrugged, his smile amused. “Otherwise just leave him be. I doubt you're in any danger, [Name].”

The problem was he had no intentions of leaving you alone. You'd tried, tried as hard as humanly possible to avoid him. You had even made yourself late to work, day after day, by delaying your exit from your house, all so you didn't have to walk past him in the morning. Somehow though, even when the street was empty, he would still manage to appear and draw you into a casual chat.

While you had naively assumed your blunt dismissal would be enough to scare him off, the rudeness only seemed to entice him into chasing after you.

“I'm busy, I have to go.” You said, each time angrier than the last. But he kept coming back, undisturbed by your rolling waves of fury.

“You fascinate me,” he admitted one day. “I've never met anyone quite like you.”

“Likewise.” You said through gritted teeth, before closing the door and locking it.

He did fascinate you, but not in the way he meant it. You were fascinated by him in the same way a fish was fascinated by shiny teeth of a shark. He was the predator and you were the prey, no matter how sweet his howls sounded to your ears.

It was scary how easily you were forgetting the danger he posed, how quickly you slipped up and found yourself craving the sound of his voice again. You had to remind yourself to keep him at arms length, until you could break his control over the neighbourhood.

But you couldn't escape him, not when he lurked in every corner, and especially not when his interest seemed squarely fixed on you. It was only a matter of time before you slipped up, before—

“I've been looking for you everywhere.” The sound of his voice sent a shiver down your spine. You dug through your bag, searching desperately for your house key with your back still turned to him. “I thought you were avoiding me...”

So he noticed.

When it was clear your keys were not there, you forced yourself to turn and face him, grimacing at the amusement in his eyes.

“I wrote a poem for you, [Name].” Kazuha finally smiled. “Do you want to hear it?”

Your chest seized. This was it, then. The moment that he ensnared you for good. You knew as soon as his sweet, melodic prose reached your ears, you would be too far gone to resist him.

“N-No!” You stumbled backwards. “No!”

There was a brief flash of alarm that flickered over his expression, before it shifted to a frown. “[Name]? Are you alright?”

“Stay away from me.” You hissed, back pressed against the door. “I know what you're doing, and it's not going to work on me!”

“What I'm doing? I have no idea what you mean. Are you feeling okay?” Kazuha asked, that familiar care in his expression that hurt to pull your eyes away from.

“I-I know what you are. The rest of this place might be under your spell, but I'm not, and I'm not gonna let you entrance me again!” The words were spilling out before you could stop them, like the floodgates had been opened and all of your pent-up anger was flowing out. “You think I would just ignore the effect you have on me a-and everyone else? You're a siren, or—or some kind of demon, or—”

“Really? And what effect do I have on you?” Kazuha's tone was curious, perhaps even surprised.

“You... know what I mean...” The anger was fizzling out the longer you talked to him, leaving your shoulders slumped and your head dizzy.

“Do I?”

The longer you spoke, the more... absurd it all sounded. How could you have let yourself come to such a ridiculous conclusion, when Kazuha had been nothing but kind... polite... charming...

Within seconds, the sticky feeling had tangled its way back into your head, melting your thoughts together into a Kazuha-filled fog.

“I meant what I said,” He said quietly, almost a whisper. “You truly are fascinating.”

Kazuha stepped back, leaving a healthy amount of space between you. Some distant part of you screamed at the loss of closeness, but it was lost to the sound of your heart pounding.

“And by the way” He paused, fishing through his pocket to pull out a familiar set of house keys, with a small piece of paper tucked into the keyring. “You should keep better track of your keys. Wouldn't want to get locked out... who knows what kind of people are lurking.”

In a half-witted daze, you managed to catch the keys, staring dumbly as Kazuha turned and left. It was only when he had disappeared from your vision that you had the thought to shove the key into the lock and let yourself into your house.

In your hands, the piece of paper slipped through your fingers and fell to the floor, the words glaring at you in bright red ink.

Bright, clear, steady eyes,

Staring straight through howling storms,

Keep your senses sharp.

🏷️ taglist: @tragedy-of-commons, @mollzaj, @wystiix, @mikashisus.

© aviiarie 2024. do not copy, repost, translate or use my work to train ai

[jamimix]

Lipstick # 4 💄

Imagine your genshin S/O making you try on lipsticks of different colors and shades and then making you kiss them on their face to see if it suits them too.

Kazuha (For my bestie who is currently getting ready for their thesis defense):

Sadly for him, you don't like wearing lipsticks. Meaning, you don't have any on hand that he can test with. And he's not about to be wasteful by buying so many just to be not used again.

Fortunately, with the help of a friend who somehow got 20 spare lipsticks that were only used once by his own partner, he was determined to do this with you.

But first, he got to find a way to convince you.

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Your Kazuha is drunk.

You looked at Venti blankly as he handed your boyfriend to you with a sheepish chuckle. Said boyfriend was quick to snuggle in your arms, preventing you from going after his friend.

"Well, he's all yours. Bye!" Venti didn't even give you a chance to scold him for getting your lightweight boyfriend drunk.

"My love..." Kazuha whined in your arms as you bring him inside, sitting him down on couch. Once you so so, he leans closer to your face, a whiff of sake greeting your nose, but it wasn't too strong as he probably got drunk from just a shot or two.

"I want kisses."

"Kisses?" You repeated, amused at how adorable he's being.

"Yes... here." He pointed at his cheek, hand swaying a bit.

You sighed, aware of how much of a simp you are for this man that you'd do it, before nodding. Leaning in, you tried to kiss him.

However, before your lips can touch his skin, he suddenly stopped, narrowing his eyes like he's thinking. Well, as much as a drunk person can think.

"No... no wait." He gently pushes you away before drunkly reaching under the coffee table, almost falling off the couch if it weren't for your hand quickly moving to make sure he doesn't.

Kazuha muttered a quick thank you before handing you a box half filled with lipsticks.

"What is this for...?" He merely sends you a look that has you sighing in defeat. You eyed the contents of the box before hesitantly choosing one of the lipsticks, a red one that is almost as red as the streak on Kazuha's hair.

You applied it on your lips, a bit slowly since you're not used to putting one on.

When you looked back to Kazuha, you see him watching you with a loving gaze that made you a bit flustered. Even when he's drunk, he always seek to find his way to your heart.

As his drunk mind finally realized that you're done applying it, he eagerly leaned his face closer to you. His cheek looking like a blank canvas, ready to be painted.

"Please?" He whispers with pout, making your heart clench at his cuteness. You calmed your raging heart first before giving him a sweet kiss on the cheek, leaving a kiss mark once you pulled away.

"There. Now can you-"

"More. Please, love." ...You should've expected this. But how can you refuse?

Another kiss.

"More..."

And another.

"More..more..more..." You had to reapply the same lipstick when noticed that the next marks are not as vivid.

It wasn't long before Kazuha passed from his drunknes. Still, you made sure that every inch of his face and neck is covered with red lipstick. It suits him.

You only stopped when you realized that there wouldn't be any of the lipstick left if you keep this up.

When you rummaged through the box Kazuha gave you, you frowned. None of it are like the current one that you've used.

"... I should buy more of this." You mutter under your breath, ignoring all the others, wanting only this one lone lipstick.

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After a few hours, Kazuha finally woke up, his head throbbing with hangover. You're not there with him, much to his confusion. But he's grateful for the water and hangover pills you left on the coffee table.

As he finished drinking the two, his eyes spots the box of lipstick, looking untouched, making a sad sigh leave his lips as he thought that he failed in his endeavour.

However, he spots his reflection on the mirror at the wall, immediately shaking off his distraught, hope blooming in his heart.

When he counted up the lipsticks, a grin grew on his face. He's quite happy to see at least one lipstick got approved.

Diluc is next on our list 👀

Once I'm done doing 3 more of this, I might go back and start updating my SAGAU again.

(Tagging you again for this, @neigesprincess!)

[nogenderbee]

♡˗ˏ✎*ೃ˚ ℙ𝕝𝕦𝕤𝕙𝕚𝕖𝕤 ₊˚ˑ༄

*ੈ✩‧₊˚ anon request: Could I request Lyney, Freminet, Kazuha, and Heizou with a reader who makes plushies?

*ੈ✩‧₊˚ Of course! AAAA ALL OF THEM ARE MY FAV BOYS LET'S GO!! Anyway~ I had a bit of fun with it so hope you like it!

*ੈ✩‧₊˚ fluff

✧ Kazuha finds what you're doing pretty adorable

✧ he loved how you can make something so fun with just few materials and threads

✧ and if you ever happen to lack idea for new plushie... he'll be happy to tell you few stories, real or not

✧ if you actually make a plushie based on his stories, he'll melt on spot and you'd be able to see genuine smile on his face

✧ he's always on ship so if you're not part of th Crux, he'll sleep burried in your plushies when he's away (you heard stories from Beidou about that~)

✧ and if you give him one of your plushies? Oh he's not leaving your side today! In fact, he's ready to pamper your face in kisses so get ready for that once you get somewhere private!

✧ surprisingly, he recognizes all materials just by touching them! He says it's just a lucky guess but how can someone lucky guess something 30 times in a row?!!

"Those are high quality materials... You didn't had to spend so much on me... Let me treat you to a dinner for that at least."

✧ same goes for style of sewing, he'll somehow notice details like that and if he notices difficult style, you can be sure he'll compliment you for that

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@bleachtheidiot - come get your poetic samurai~

✧ Heizou somehow notices any time you have or lack any idea

✧ if you have one, he'll make it a fun game for himself to get to know what is it without asking you about it directly

✧ but if you lack it, he'll randomly drop small story or two untill it catches your attention, tho if you look closely, there's small smirk on his face

✧ similiar to boy alone, he also guesses materials quite quickly tho it's more of an experience rather than lucky guess

✧ it's actually useful to be able to tell difference between materials, so he most likely knows at least the basics

✧ but one thing he loves doing is teasing you when you desperately try to hide you're planning a toy for him but you still want to make sure he'll like it

"Hei! What do you think of this? Soft enough?"

"Hm... I would guess so, yes. But why are you asking me that instead of person who'll receive it?"

"I d- They just deserve it!"

"Mhm~ Whatever you say, dear."

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@bleachtheidiot - come get your flirty detective~

✧ Lyney can't help but smile every time you present him with new idea, prototype or plushie

✧ he thinks this job suits you and is often amazed when you start rambling about different types of materials and the difference between each of them

✧ whenever you present a plushie and asks for opinion, he'll take his time to show he takes you seriously and check plushie from every side, squeeze it, hug it... and then he tells you what he thinks in details!

✧ but he likes to be playful sometimes, he'll take the plushie, inspect it and then pull disappearing and reapearing trick off leaving him chuckling and hopefully you too

"For me?! Oh mon cherie... I absolutely love it! It's the perfect color... and it's so soft too~ Mwah! Hehe, why won't I repeat it on creator now~?"

✧ prepare yourself mentally to see this plushie on his performances and for Lynette to tell you the cutest gossips about him and his new plushie

✧ and if you give him a plushie that you designed specifically for him? Well... you know how clingy he usually is? Multiply it by 10

✧ he'll spoil you with not singular rainbow rose but biggest bouquet of them he could find, takes you to a fancy restaurant and of course, hold your hand and hugs you all day long

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@bleachtheidiot - come get your charming magician~

✧ Freminet is actually happy both of you have something in common, I mean... you both like to create?

✧ the only difference in what you do is that he creates out of metal and you create our of softer materials

✧ if you have a penguin plushie that you often carry with you, there's no wonder even Pers was interested! Who knows? Maybe little robot feel in love like the creator~?

"I love it, it's cute~ Heh, and Pers loves it too I guess... You really did a great job with that plushie."

✧ he knows how it is to struggle from lack of ideas or to need someone to check your sketch, so he'll be more than happy to do that if you ask him

✧ when it comes to materials... he's not the worst but he will get similar ones mistaken usually

✧ first time you made a plushie for him, he felt like he didn't deserve it and needed to repay you as soon as possible

✧ but with time, he learned to just accept it and repay you when the ocassion happens. Maybe he'll just pay for dinner? Or you'll see some robot in the movie and he makes it for you?

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@bleachtheidiot - come get your shy diver~

[ahnaiee]

Stupid Cupid !

[📀] Now playing: Stupid Cupid by Connie Francis

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"Have you ever been in love?"

Beidou's words catch you off guard, and you send her a weirded out look before shaking your head.

The Crux captain pushes. "Do you want to?"

You let out a scoff. "No. I'm fine on my own."

"Then, well, have you tried to be in love?"

"Why are you asking these— agh, nevermind. No, not really. It's not like cupid is trying to hit me with their arrow or something."

Your captain only raises a brow, then shrugs. "Hm, ok then."

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With your head in your hands, you find yourself red in the face as you realize how the image of Kazuha's stupid, stupid smile keeps looping in your head.

Pretty. Pretty smile, his little mannerisms, the way he looks and— OH did you mention how cute he looked the other day when he was looking out into seaa.......

Oh, Stupid, stupid cupid!!!

Well, I guess you are swallowing your words now— and Beidou, oh that damned captain of yours.

It seemed like she knew of your feelings before you did, and Archons, should you ever tell her, she will never let you live it down.

"You alright?" Kazuha's concerned voice calls out to you, and you snap your head up, blinking away your thoughts. You nod. "I'm alright! Don't worry."

He only peers at you curiously, before nodding. "Hm, alright then. If you say so." He looks out into the sea again, and you find yourself staring.

Pretty. You think again. Then you let out a small sound and look away, not wanting to be caught staring.

You shift your away in hopes of stopping yourself from staring at Kazuha again... then you meet eyes with Beidou, and see her knowing smile.

Ah. Stupid, stupid cupid.

You shoot her a glare, and turn your attention back to the pretty boy with red eyes.

Pretty.

Kazuha chuckles, pretty red eyes turning to look at you. "Am I?"

Oh.

[kaedahana]

Kazuha being made of husband material

You read the title.

Kazuha as your husband <3!! I might do a part 2 because IM IN LOVEEE WITH HIM

(unedited)

Kazuha likes to admire your beauty the most when you're sleeping. Taking his gaze across each of your facial features and taking his time getting lost in it. Sometimes when he can't help it, he'd boop your nose or brushing his knuckles lightly across your cheeks. You are truly God's best work, he thought, in tranced.

Kazuha and you take turns on cooking meals. Since he's a morning person,Kazuha would cook breakfast and you'd clean. At night, you would do the cooking while he would do the cleaning.

You guys would end the night with sharing how both of your days went, entangled in each other's arms, comforting and advicing when needed. Sometimes, no words were spoken just actions. ykwim ;)

He gets baby fever easily upon seeing ANY interaction kids have with you. He once caught a baby staring at you while you wait in line for food. After that he spent the whole day lost in thoughts of you being a mother bearing his kids.

Wants children with you (of course), but he respects your boundaries and decision if you say no.

Writes you letters everyday when he's away. Perfectly knowing how to make you smile and swoon with his poetic rizz. He would also bring trinkets and gifts from his exploration for his wife!!

He loves the sight of seeing you run at him after he arrived from his exploration. He would stand there with open arms, and bombard you with kisses when you're with him.

He owns a personal ship that he loves and takes care of dearly. Dont know why but your heart melts when you see the excitement in his face whenever he talks about his dear ship. Once a year at least, he would take you with him and sail somewhere across the world. Just the two of you.

Time to time, he'd take you somewhere to go spar. He loves seeing how your body moves and the laser focus on him. And not to mention, the little victory dance you do after knocking him off. Him still in stunt on the ground.

He'd hold your hands ALL THE TIME when you guys are out, never once letting go. And if you try to let go, he's just shoot a look.

He'd buy you gifts at the most random time. This one time you got out of the public toilet only to find a beautiful bouquet of celias in his hand and a goofy grin on his face. You giggled and thanked him.

He likes to sneak a hug from the back or snake his arms around your waist bringing you closer to him. Especially while you're cooking, he'd come behind you and sway you to the song while humming.

His favourite place to kiss you is your jaw and neck. He think it's very hot and your scent drives him insane.

He'd build a garden for you, filled with your favourite plants and flowers. In the summer, he'd gather some leaves and brew you a cup of tea and pluck some of your favourite flowers for you.

He could shower with you without thinking erotically. Of course, he thinks about you sexually but sometimes, he's just there admiring every inch of you, never lifting his hands off your body. Wondering how someone could look so ethereal. Complimenting how strong you are and loving the idea that you are his to love. [i added this to reinforce that he loves you for YOU not your body <3]

Kazuha loves to bring you on weekly dates. As a matter of fact that's his favourite hobby. He just loves his wife so much <3

His wife's biggest fan. He'd support you in every way he can, always having your back and comforting you when things dont go your way.

[ikebo-simp]

Kazuha sometimes just tunes out of reality, lost in his own thoughts, but even though he's in a daze, his eyes always follow you

His mind will trail off into a daydream, but he only has eyes on you

Generally, when Kazuha off in his own little world, it's impossible to get him out, unless it's you

Just a few words, or leaving the room, will knock Kazuha right out of his thoughts

He can't help it, even though his dreams are wonderful, he much prefers his reality with you

Thanks for Reading

[ariicandy]

𝐏𝐮𝐭𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐔𝐩 𝐀𝐧𝐝 𝐃𝐞𝐜𝐨𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐂𝐡𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐦𝐚𝐬 𝐓𝐫𝐞𝐞

𝐀𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭 : Putting up and decorating both of your guys’ tree is fun but what if it’s both chaotic and fun with the kazuha, xiao, aether, and scara??

Notes: wooohooo!! I’m so ready to burden myself to write almost everyday cause I can’t do it everyday, hopefully motivation doesn’t run out soon as I have already planned on what days to write for what!!

Credits

★☆﹒KAZUHA

Putting up the Christmas tree with KAZUHA is very calm, helping putting up as the gentlemen he’s known. He will happily help you decide on what theme you want to do on the tree like having red, white and silver ornaments! The best decoration person ever in the world!! Best person to spend time putting up a tree and decorating with too, he remembers how you like things done so it’s very easy to tell him how you picture something and he will get what you mean! It’s a very relaxing time to hang out with him as he gets you and very easy to talk to!

★☆﹒XIAO

Had to make him putt up the tree with you, maybe you feel bad tricking him to spend time with him, but it was fun messing with him. Messing up on spacing out the tree branches, putting the wrong color ornaments etc. seeing ornaments that remind you of XIAO makes him blush a bit and look away from you. He isn’t used to celebrating something with someone in a while so take it easy on him. He might not understand how you want it to look like but will try his best to do how you like it to be, does ask if he should put an ornament or the lights in a certain place incase you don’t like it.

★☆﹒AETHER

AETHER will already have an idea on what he wanted to do with the tree BUUUUT since you asked him to help you put up and decorate the tree, his face will have the heart shape emoji eyes. He always tries to make you not put up the tree, there’s no fighting in that cause he will stop you from helping putting up the tree. AETHER will ask on how you want it and will do it how you want it and possibly put up some other colors that match that you are fine with, BUT, if you ask him on how you should do it he will be so happy saying on how he was gonna do it. Amazing calming time spending with aether tho paimon might have came and tried helping, aether made her go away just to spend time with you alone

★☆﹒SCARAMOUCHE

Had to force him to help you by dragging him, SCARA messed with you in the end. He would mess around putting whatever ornaments and putting away the right color ornaments you want. SCARA also did not help put up the lights on the tree he watched you put it on and blind you by plugging the cord while putting them. Laughing to himself after pulling that stunt but he does pull out the cord, he’s mean but not too mean he does care. He will help you put up the lights from seeing you intensely rubbing your eyes, he feels bad so he is repaying by actually doing the work. He does remember what ornaments you wanted to put and decorates it like how you wanted, he remembers a lot of things you like so if you need help doing something he has possibly already know what you want it to look like

[xxgoldie]

thinkin abt kazuha a lot lately..... sweet soft-spoken gentle little menace. fattest crush on him since day 1 whys he so ughhhh

[wanderers-archive]

hi^^

Strawberry pudding with water, please?

(w Kazuha and reverse comfort because reverse comfort is my everything)

Thank you!

┆Genre: angst with comfort┆pairing: kazuha x reader ┆warning(s): the Shogun is mentioned, death, mentions of blood(many times)

ིྀ•˚I'll always be here waiting for you˙•ིྀ

As Blood dripped on the cemented floor, vibrant scarlet eyes were wide eye as he watched his own s/o get impaled in frint of his own eyes.

He ran towards you as lighting had striked constantly, one after the other.

Before the Raiden had the chance to touch you with her spear, kazuha and picked you and left the scene as blood had dripped down his arm.

After running for minutes, maybe even hours, he had looked around to see if people were here, confirming no one was around you two, he had put you down under a small tent to catch shade from the rain, as the lighting hadn't hit near the area,

"[Name]! Goodness, it's going to be okay!" Kazuha had pulled out a bandage from his pocket and was about to touch your wound on your chest, but he quickly retreaded his hand as electricity came in contact with his hand.

"Oh dear, kazuha did you get hurt?" You opened your eyes to see kazuha clutching his hand close to his chest as you hear him hiss loudly.

Kazuha looked at you through with his dripping hair from the rain with an expression you could deciper as lighting had struck far behind him, making shadows on his face.

You took his hand from his chest and pulled it closer to your face to see if there was anything injuries, as lighting struck again, you hear hiccups and soft sobs from kazuha.

" 'hic' w-why are you s-so concerned about m-me, my love you were just i-impaled and your worrying about me?!. Why do you k-keep worrying about other people before yourself. " you stared at kazuha through his dripping wet hair from the rain as tears left his eyes and dropped down, dripping to this thighs before hitting the ground.

You shifted in your seat against the pole you leaned on to get closer to kazuha. "____!? W-what are you doing! Stop moving your wound is g-going to keep ble-bleeding! " kazuha had managed to stop you from getting closer to him as blood kept gushing out of your abdomen, his quick hands acting quickly, he wrapped the bandage he was holding around your wound. You embraced kazuha gently as the rain kept soaking the both of you, especially the bandage.

You let go of kazuha and held his hand as blood kept dripping on the wet grass " *hic* _____, you're going to be okay, you won't leave me ... Right? " his voice trailling off, as he gripped your hand tighter, "....im feeling tired kazu, I just want to lay down and sleep" your voice barely heard if you weren't so close to kazuha. Your breathing becoming more shallow as time passes, kazuha pulling you closer to him as you closed your eyes as your body runs cold.

Kazuha held your limp body leaning on his body, his cries getting louder as the rain drowns out his cries for you.

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"...wake up! "

"Zuha wake up!"

"Kazuha, dear wake up!" [Name] raised her voice to wake kazuha up, as they were getting quite worried as they see kazuha slightly trembling in his sleep, he sat up quickly and looked towards you, pushing himself to hug you "uh.... What's wrong kazu, you aren't normally like this " you expressed "...i..had a nightmare" kazuha whispered "would you like to take a walk to get your mind off? " you suggested "that would be nice" kazuha replied.

┆ritou┆

"If you don't mind, would you like to say what the nightmare was about I may be able to help" [name] insisted, as you said kazuha started to explain his nightmare and how you were attacked by the shogun, how she had killed you almost the same way just like his friend, except you both had fled away from her and how you had died in his arms, as he explained, he started to cry, you reassured him, the raiden shogun had no more intentions of killing more vision holder, especially since the traveller had convinced the Shogun to not kildd anymore people.

"the traveller changed the shoguns mind about us vision holder right? there's no need to worry about that honey, let's enjoy your stay here before going back to liyue, alright honey?" You had intertwined both of your hands on his, grabbing his hands and bringing it to your lips as the cold air travels through the both of you.

Kazuha'ss gaze never left your eyes even when you had closed them to kiss the back of his hand, taking small steps to come closer to you, wrapping his free hand on your waist and bring in you closer to him. Dropping his hand slowly, you had wrapped you arms around his back, lightly tracing random shapes or anything on his back. The cold wind bringing kazuha back from his own mind, going closer towards your ear.

"sweetheart, let's go back?" You had whispered in his ear while caressing his hair gently, almost as if you were coaxing him to sleep.

Kazuha had pulled away from the Hug and nodded his head, seeing as his eyes were slightly hooded from sleepyness you let out a giggle, kazuha had looked at you and tilted his head, like he was asking why you were giggling.

"It's nothing dear, you look adorable when your sleepy, let's hurry back so we can get some shut eye" you had intertwined your hand with his and guided him back to you cabin.

As the cold nights wind softly hitted your cabins window, knowing kazuha wouldn't fall asleep quickly if you weren't next to him, cuddling him to sleep as the remnants of the nightmare in his mind disappeared, he had his arms wrapped around your waist, pulling you closer to him as if you both weren't close enough, feeling his breathing became even, you relax knowing that kazuha had now fallen asleep more quick then you had anticipated, knowing your presence made him more comfortable, you closed your eyes feeling a sense of excitement of what the day will be like with kazuha once you wake up.

Heart divider by @/enchanthings on tumblr

Notes: I'm not that satisfied with the ending but I had to rush this since this was request so long ago💔

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[donutsupremacy]

Accidental Desperation (Pt. I)

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Summary:

"Your roommate finds it hard to sleep at night after their dreams were filled with you, and that caused just enough problems for him in his boxers. It seems like there's no other way to get rid of it but to take the matter into his own hands... literally."

Warnings/Spoilers:

Written during 4.8

Featuring the first half of 6reeze (Aether, Venti, Xiao)

Modern AU

Gender neutral reader

And they were roommates shenanigans

PURE UNADULTERATED S M U T

and a bit of fluff lol why not

⚠️MINORS DNI⚠️

M*sturb*tion

Voyeurism (I think)

Wet dreams

Perverted 6reeze j*rking off to lewd pictures of you

100% headcannon based tip colours (iykyk)

A/N: Again— no time for Kinktober, but might as well make 6reeze smut a tradition for me every October now (I have my own thirst to satiate with Heizou and I would like to meet my quota)

But since 3 guys is already making this post long enough (giggity), I'll leave Kazu, Heizou and Scara on part 2. I'll make their's ASAP after this :3

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Aether

Dreaming of you sucking him off while on your knees woke up the blonde abruptly, not even getting a chance to envision your mouth being filled with his cum.

The feeling of his cock straining painfully against his boxers was the first thing he felt when he woke up.

Try as he might to attempt closing his eyes and falling back asleep, they quickly shoot open at each twitch he felt. That image was burned into his mind of your pretty lips wrapped around the shaft of his cock and your throat bulging.

Would you really handle his entire length like that? Or would you be having tears running from your innocent eyes while gagging halfway through... damn he wanted to find out.

As immoral as it may seem, he ended up pulling out his phone, frantically scrolling through your social media and finding a picture of you at a beach— your swimwear exposing just enough skin and accentuating your gorgeous figure, leaving not much for the imagination.

Perfect, Aether thought as he quickly nudged his boxers down enough for his cock to spring out.

Wasting no time, one hand wrapped around the base of his cock while the other held his phone woth your picture staring back at him. Aether began setting a slow pace, pumping up and down slowly as you did in his dream.

The warmth of his palm enveloped his shaft, making him wonder if your hand would be just as warm and soft... and how tight you'd be if he was inside of you.

Quiet grunts and gasps fell from his lips, it doesn't take long for him to pump faster, hips trembling and bucking into his own fist, panting your name with a breathless voice.

Unbeknownst to the blonde, you were up late at night getting a snack, walking past his bedroom— only to hear the quiet mutters of your name. Your curiosity was quickly piqued.

You lingered outside his door for a little moment before turning the door knob. You cringed as it clicked a little too loudly, but you had already pushed his door open and peeked inside.

Much to Aether's dismay, he kept jerking off and thrusting into his fist while panting out your name, his thoughts muddled and the sound of your voice ringing in his ears—

Wait, he heard your voice clearly this time...

His eyes opened, and just seeing your face was enough to bring him over the edge.

Aether frantically tried to hide his cock using his bedsheet, only to grunt and gasp as thick ropes of his cum splattered against the fabric, his cheeks turning a bright shade of red at the failed attempt to hide himself. It was already too late anyways, you saw him jerking off to... you.

"Shit— I-I'm sorry— I'm sorry, really! [Name], jesus, why'd come in now of all times—" Aethwr was sputtering out apologies and begging you to not move out or kick him out. However, he was pleasantly surprised when you entered the bedroom and locked the door, your face tinted with a rosy pink. And that grin on your face when you saw your picture on his phone screen...

"Y'know... if you wanted some 'material'... I can always give you the real thing."

Venti

The pretty sounds of your shaky moans and soft whimpers shook Venti out of his dream. Oh, the sounds you made were so heavenly.

He jolts, gripping the bedsheets as he stared at the ceiling, taking a moment to recall every single moment of that dream— from undressing you frantically, to having you bounce on his cock, your body quivering and struggling to keep bouncing while he gripped your waist to keep you still.

The aching and heat pooling in his abdomen was a familiar feeling, this wasn't the first time he thought about you this way.

Thinking you were still away at your hometown, Venti figured he could have some 'me time' for himself. Plus, he saw your social's this morning, it seemed like your area was experiencing a minor heatwave since you were wearing such skimpy clothing. Could you be secretly tempting him?

Venti glances down at his cock, the way it twitched gave him a sense of familiarity from when he used to pleasure himself while you were in his mind. Nowadays, you two seem to talk a little less, what with private matters going on in both your lives, and he misses you dearly.

Nonetheless, you always end up in his mind one way or another. And he ends up jerking himself lazily while staring at your picture, eyes full of lust and longing. Still assuming he was alone in the apartment, he unashamedly moans your name, on his knees and the bed as he frantically thrusts into his fists, wishing for it to be your tight hole.

You jolt awake at the sound of Venti's voice, his moans muffled behind the walls. Damn, were you hibernating the whole time? Thankfully it was the holidays and your schedule was free, you must've been exhausted and forgot to inform Venti you were home.

A little Disorientated, it took you a while to register the sound of Venti's voice loudly moaning your name and sputtering out god-knows-what-else.

But once you caught on, you were still a little sleepy but concerned, thinking Venti was calling for you. And being the good roommate crushing on him, you stumbled out of bed, somehow making your way to the door without falling back asleep.

You huffed and opened the door, ready to yell at Venti for waking you up from your lovely slumber— until you saw the way he froze in position, one hand holding his phone with a photo of you on it and the other wrapped around his cock.

"...Hi." Was all Venti could say while sheepishly smiling at you, his cheeks tinged red. After a tense moment of silence, he swiftly threw his bedsheet over himself, trying to hide from you.

Venti, knowing he fucked up his chances with you, still tried to play it off with a nervous laugh. "M-My bad! Ahah— uh, just forget what you saw alright? Ooh, it's midnight now, you got stuff to do tomorrow right? Why don't you head on back to sleep, I, uhh, didn't mean to wake you up—"

While Venti kept going and on with his excuses, you quietly crept over to his bedsheet and gently pulled it off, exposing a flustered and panicked Venti tbat was still hard.

You offered him a reassuring smile, before getting down on your knees in front of him. Venti could almost cum on your face just seeing you like this, he flashes you his usual cheeky and flirty grin.

"No worries... I think I really liked what I saw... I just... want a closer look, please."

Xiao

This is what Xiao gets for stalking your social media before going to sleep every night— what kind of creep gawks at pictures of you ice skating in such tight clothing?...

Him, he saved the pictures into his album full of you.

The dream of his fingers forcefully tearing the flimsy clothing apart and pouding into you until you're left a sputtering mess, begging more for his cock, fresh and permanent in his mind. Unfortunately, the dream kept appearing in his head enough times for the bulge in his boxers to grow harder and more prominently.

He hissed at the stinging sensation... What happened to the cool, calm, nonchalant and distant Xiao? Reduced to a heated mess with a hard-on thinking about you?... That's just the effect you have on him.

And he wonders if you drool over him just as much as he did over you.

After a moment of berating himself for being pathetic and contemplating on what he should do, he decided to find that picture of you again as he was pulling his boxers down. Archons, did that outfit perfectly hug your each and every curve perfectly, he wished he could dig his fingers into the plush of your thighs while groping every single inch of you.

Xiao hesitantly pulled his cock out, the tip an angry shade of pink. Now throwing all caution into wind, his hips spasmed from the touch of his own fingers on his shaft, he was sensitive and needed to satisfy himself immediately. Placing his phone down on his bed, his cock hard and angled just below your lips from his point of view.

Slow and steady was not Xiao's style whatsoever, and now wasn't the time to be slow at all. Hands frantically pumping up and down his shaft, Xiao groan's filled the quiet atmosphere in his room, thumb sliding over the tip to gather a bit of his pre-cum as lube.

Meanwhile, you had came back home pretty late from work because of traffic— that goddamn deer...

You were a little sluggish and sleepy, dragging yourself across the floor. But as you walked past Xiao's bedroom, your ears caught on to quiet shuffling and muffled sounds. It was hard to make out the noises, but they sounded like groans and pants.

At first, you were curios and a bit concern, was the guy overworking himself again? Troubled by something? Or was feeling sick? As a good roommate, you wanted to be there for him and support him...

Mostly to hang out with him because you thought he was hot.

The door to Xiao's room was, luckily for you, left unlocked, allowing you to push the door slightlt ajar and peek inside. Your eyes widened as you spotted his figure hunched over in the dark room, his handsome features and his throbbing cock being lit up by his phone.

You could barely make out your own picture on his phone, his cock throbbing and twitching as he furiously rubbed one out. Xiao seemed to be way too focused on himself, grunting and muttering out only half your name while thrusting into his fist.

His dark hair clung to his forehead, sweat dripping down and eyes closed shut trying to imagine his cock thrusting into you mercilessly instead of his fist. The thought of you cumming on his cock helped Xiao reach his climax as well, cum spluttering out from the tip of his cock and spilling onto his hand, a few drops slowly slipping down and onto his bed.

"Ah—" The thought of Xiao climaxing to you was... exciting, and you couldn't help but moan in arousal, getting off on seeing your roommate jerking off to you.

Xiao jolted, snapping his head towards your direction as he frantically tried to pull up his boxers and hide his phone. "[Name]!? Damn— The fuck??—" He hissed quietly, cheeks tinged in a faint red.

"I-I'm sorry!" You sputtered out, snapping out of your aroused state as you realized that you were intruding on Xiao's privacy... even though you weren't apologetic at all, really.

"Sorry?" Xiao parroted, narrowing his amber eyes at you, gritting his teeth. You caught a slight bulge in his boxers. "You wouldn't be sorry if you purposefully invade my privacy.

The silence between you two was deafening, it felt a whole decade had passed before you finally spoke up, voice barely above a whisper but Xiao caught on anyways. Your next words got him harder than before and he couldn't wait to have his way with you.

"Then... Let me apologise to you... with my body..."

[yourangel137]

Stained lips

This one I made for my very good friend @flowerie-lumi , I hope you enjoy it<3 thank you for being my inspiration (also this art was my inspiration)

Pairing: Kazuha X Fem!reader

Warnings: S M U T without any plot, curse words. It's still considered very soft and cute I think

Type: Drabble

Word count: 871 words

Summary: oh what your pink lipstick does to him.

God he looks so good with swollen lips and your lipstick stained on them. The way his eyes are still half closed while his eyebrows are fully relaxed, he’s asking for more kisses even if his lips are already so swollen. The small bit of saliva covering his lips make them look even more delicious, who wouldn’t want to kiss them more? You lean in and press your lips against his again, immediately you feel him kiss you back, hands finding their way to your waist to pull you closer. He pulls you fully on top of his lap, his hands trailing down to your ass, softly squeezing it.

God his lips are addicting, his touches are addicting, his noises are addicting, he is addicting. You pull away to gasp for some air, his eyes now looking at you with such lust, such need. “You taste so good.” He quietly says, eyes already looking back down at your lips before they look back up at your eyes. “More.” You watch him immediately lean in again and he presses his lips on yours once more. It feels desperate, the way he kisses you. The way his tongue slips inside almost immediately, the way needy little noises leave his swollen lips and the way his teeth softly nibble your bottom lip.. This alone already makes you realize what he truly wants. Yet even if that wouldn’t give you enough hints, his hands would. The grip onto your body gentle yet with a touch of lust. Gripping your waist tightly, groping your ass lustfully and stroking over any exposed skin he can find with such gentle fingers.

This time you pull away from the kiss and your eyes catch the small bit of saliva between you and Kazuhas lips break its connection. The boy before you looks at you with those same lustful eyes, asking you to continue without using any words. You grab the bottom of your shirt and lift it up, removing it from your body and his eyes immediately trail over your body with such love and lust for it. His left hand softly holds onto your waist while the other explores your every curve and every skin texture. “You’re so gorgeous, my dove. Indescribably beautiful.” His lips find their way on your neck, pressing soft kisses here and there and creating small marks on your empty canvas. You can’t help but put a hand on his head, stroking through his long locks of hair, loving how it looks when it’s out of its usual ponytail. Your hand grabs onto Kazuha’s hand, softly stroking over his burn scars before pressing them against your chest as an invitation. The kisses pressed against your neck get more intense as his scarred hand squeezed your breast. “Stunning.” He whispers before both his hands move to your back to unclip your bra and fully remove it from your body. “Touch me more..” You softly speak out, your lips also just as swollen but still needy enough for more.

“As you wish, my love.”

His lips trail kisses down your neck to your collarbones until it eventually lands on your chest. You let out a small mewl the moment his tongue flicks over your nipple before his lips are fully around it. He sucks on it, your other nipple getting attention from his hand, squeezing and tugging on it gently. Your filthy mouth let’s more noises out, more moans and each sounding needier than the other. Your upper body feels so good being touched by the love of your life, your pussy is drenched because of all the attention he’s giving you. But you’re not dumb, you also know the effect you’re giving your lover. The tent in his pants is visibly shown and you can’t help but press your hand against it, softly palming him through his layers of fabric. You hear a soft whimper out of his mouth followed up with a; “fuck~”, something you love to hear whenever you touch him. Curse words like that, come out of his mouth so effortlessly beautiful and lustful. “Dove.. it feels good.. but I bet your lips would feel even better around it..” His words send shivers down your spine and even more tingles down your pussy. At this point you know your panties are completely soaked but you don’t care, he will remove them soon anyways.

“I’ll do anything for you.” You tell him without any shame. Kazuha lifts his head and looks into your eyes for a hot minute before he leans in again for another kiss. In the meantime his hands unbutton your pants and open your zipper before one of his hands slip inside your pants and underwear. Shamelessly you let out a moan once you feel his finger touch your clit gently. You feel his lips curl up and you already know what he’s about to say. “You’re so wet.” Despite knowing damn well he was going to say that, you still get goosebumps from his words. “Cause of you..” you say, a blush covering your cheeks.

“I know, but you started with those gorgeous pink lips of yours you know? Teasing me with them.. Now shall we continue?”

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Thank you for reading <3

Much love,

Angel

Made on: 04/09/2023