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[kuzusushi]

CD 001: 月亮代表我的心 —THE MOON REPRESENTS MY HEART

when someone asks childe how much he loves you, he remembers the very day he met you—the day he fell for you. he remembers that he is on the way home from a difficult mission, a large gash on his side from the battle impeding his movements, the blood loss blurring his vision, hastily driving him to the brink of collapse. still he pushes on, until he hears a fuzzy voice speaking to him, hoisting him up on their body as they rushed home to tend to his aching wounds, each touch gentle enough to console him through the harsh sting of the alcohol on his open cuts.

childe admits that he is a man with a heart full of love to give, evident in the way he takes his time picking souvenirs for his siblings back at home, helping the little old lady carry her basket of vegetables back to her doorstep and giving more than extra tips to for the stall owner to continue their business...but this...this is different.

and it feels nice.

when someone asks childe how much he loves you, he remembers how he fumbled attempting to woo you. the anonymous flowers he'd send would always end up in the bin outside, letters from a 'friend of his' would be discarded and never read as he paces back and forth in his bedchamber, struggling to find a way to have you look at them—at him.

as his mind plagues him with thoughts of what to do next, he couldn't bear to look you in the eye when he asks you why you would throw the gifts away. were you unsatisfied? were you looking for something for more expensive?

his heart stutters when he feels his face cradled by your hand, his eyes boring into yours as you frown as you state simply, "because it isn't yours." he could swear his his heart soars at that.

how could he be such a fool not to notice?

when someone asks childe how much he loves you, he remembers that he would always turn to them with a cheeky grin, prepared to ramble compliments holding nothing but fond affection for you. each praise he states matter-of-factly leaves you preening over his adoring words and you fluster, attempting to stop him from spewing more of those fluttering words.

he looks at you like you are the worth the heavens and the stars, the only thing that matters to him—to his heart—he cannot lie to himself because he knows everything he says is true, resolute.

and he finds himself falling for you all over again.

but when you ask him how much he loves you, he finds himself stammering, flustered at the sudden question. his mind blanks and he is drawn to a pause. he couldn't tell you all the things he loves about you—its too much, too much for his heart to bear—and it might be too much for yours too. he shyly turns to meet your gaze and he wavers.

he can feel his fearful heart quiver, too scared to take that next leap, too scared to take that next step in fear of everything falling apart. he snaps out of his trance when he feels your warm hand cover his, gently rubbing soothing circles into his skin to calm him down. that's when he decides to muster up his courage, leaning closer to kiss you softly.

"this much." he says, breathlessly.

when childe asks himself how much he loves you, he cannot lie to himself—not when he can see the stars in your eyes as you swoon over the lopsided ceramic jar he attempted to make for your birthday. not when he can see the little lines forming on your forehead when you furrow your brows in concentration, ultimately giving up and asking him for help. not when he can see the tears of joy in your eyes as you sob out a 'yes' when he kneels down on one knee, asking for your hand in marriage.

each gentle touch pierces his heart unabashedly, reminding him of how much you love him—of how much your love will never change, will never waver.

though the moon can wax and wane, it will still need its sun to shine, to exist in the vast emptiness of the night sky.

so when childe asks himself how much he loves you, he turns to the moon and smiles. truly, the moon represents his heart.

[kuzusushi]

SWEET NOTHING

happy birthday to the biggest babygirl of genshin. hopefully this wasn't too ooc.

"love..?"

sunlight peered through the window, its bright glare obstructed by the translucent blinds that swayed along with the morning breeze. birds chirped a chipper tune as they flew about, ready to start their day.

yet kunikuzushi finds himself lulled to slumber, yearning for your warmth which had encapsulated his form the night prior, hands sweeping over your side of the bed searching for your form, which had already gone a little cold due to your absence.

rubbing his groggy eyes with a groan, he stretches a bit, swaddling himself with your blanket as he pads over to the kitchen—his little voyage through your tiny cottage in hopes of dragging you back to bed with him.

"love, i'm fucking cold, come back to bed." he whines, wrapping your blanket tighter on his form as he follows the lovely scent of food that wafts from the kitchen. there amidst the chaos of the clinking pots and pans you stand, humming as you dust your hands on your apron, seemingly unaware of your lover's presence.

kunikuzushi couldn't find it in himself to complain—no. not when it feels so domestic and comforting like this. he leans against the doorframe as he watches you in awe, complete adoration swimming in his indigo orbs as he stares, absolutely enamored by you, a small grin settling upon his features.

it's funny really. never in a million years would kunikuzushi have thought that such a day like this would come. in the past, you were at each other's throats, scorching words and scathing gazes burning into one another in hopes of burning one another alive amidst the echoes of your weapons clanking against one another, drawing out a twisted symphony from your battle.

almost like fate was mocking you both, it had decided to bring you both together in more circumstances than one, allowing you both to discover each other's vulnerabilities, characteristics, things you relished—and you both fell for one another. perhaps kunikuzushi would have to thank the stars another time for intertwining you both together.

"kuni? oh! you're awake!" comes your sheepish chuckle, eyes flitting to his adorable form to the surprise you have been working on nervously before meeting his gaze.

"i had planned to surprise you today—you know, since it's your birthday and all..but if you wish to go back to bed then that's fine! i'll just finish this up and-"

"i'm not going back to bed without you," kunikuzushi says flatly, attempting to saunter smoothly to your side (which to you looked like he was waddling due to the blanket that almost swallowed his form) as he gives you a pointed look. "its cold."

despite his sharp tone, his gaze softens as he peers over your shoulder to take a glimpse of what you had been working on the whole morning: tandori chicken, fish with cream sauce and two bowls of steaming rice. he also notices the small pot of tea on the side, the scent of green tea providing a sense of comfort to his senses.

"like what you see?" you tease, setting the plates of food on the table as you gesture for him to have a seat, turning to fetch the two bowls of rice and the pot of tea.

kunikuzushi huffs at that, sitting down as he waits for you to sit down, courteously thanking you for the food as he takes a bit of everything, placing it on your bowl before doing the same for his.

brunch passes by comfortably, filled with lighthearted teasing and occasional snarky comments thrown about—despite such atmosphere, kunikuzushi couldn't help but notice your antsy stance as you both head over to your shared bedroom.

"go on. spit it out. you know nothing good happens when you choose to stay hesitant about something." he states, as he fluffs out your pillows. he hears some shuffling as he chuckles teasingly, "you know, if you wanted to kiss me so bad then-"

his eyes meet your form, so meek and shy as your hands stretch out to hand him a notebook. you look absolutely adorable, and he couldn't help but gaze at you adoringly. snapping out of his trance, he stutters, unsure of what to do with it, hoping for an explanation as he tries to articulate and recompose himself.

"ah- this...i...i just think it's best if you open it yourself, dear." you mumble shyly, handing over your present as you fidget about. kunikuzushi opens it and much to his surprise, every page he flips through are filled with letters addressed to him. some date back to when you first discovered your not-so-secret crush on him, your first kiss and even your first anniversary together as a married couple.

his heart softens at this and without a thought, he captures your lips with his, intertwining your fingers with his as he parts away, placing a small peck on your ring finger.

"thank you, really."

honestly, the years with the lack of companionship left kunikuzushi completely desolate about his birthday, seeing it as a cruel reminder of yet another year of loneliness and anguish—yet he allows himself to become greedy with you.

so kunikuzushi allows himself to chase you lips once more, the sweetness of your lips replacing the bitter feeling he's forced himself to be accustomed to.

birthdays are no longer a painful reminder—rather, they are celebrations of yet another year with his beloved; with you.

[kuzusushi]

HOLD ME WHILE YOU WAIT

reverse comfort, soft scara

many preferred late nights.

one could sit atop a cliff, breathing in the chilly breeze and collect their thoughts, reflecting and paving a path for further introspection. or perhaps one preferred it due to the silence that loomed over, like a blanket covering a child giggling—hushed but not completely quiet.

late nights in sumeru were the latter: whispers of goodnight from the passing wind accompanied by the chorus of crickets chirping and the little puffed hoots little birds make before settling into slumber.

it was peaceful—calming, even.

nights have never been nice to kunikuzushi. on most nights he would toss and turn atop his bed, haunted by nightmares of the past, mind swarmed with regrets and 'what could have beens' as he swallows thickly, as though the mere action could calm himself. his palms would get clammy, he would start shaking, and with a quivering breath, he latches onto the closest thing for comfort, slowly soothing himself to sleep—to delude himself to thinking he was fine.

he feels vulnerable; pitiful. truly laughable.

"...zushi? kuni?"

he blinks awake, bleary eyes immediately landing on you. the you who chose to rub your sleepy eyes awake out of concern. the you who props yourself up in a hurry to scan over his figure, checking if he truly is alright. the you who had immediately scooted over to his side of the bed to soothe him. the you who he had never thought would change his life—not the savior who eradicates the void that continues to swallow him alive in that abyss he calls a dream, but the little light that leads him out of it, out to find an opening to escape that desolate place.

"shh..i'm here. i've got you, love"

things are different now. as much as he would not want to admit it, he has grown accustomed to change, something he was so fearful of in the beginning. it did not happen overnight of course; it was a process. one you had guided him through despite the multitude of difficulties you both faced as a couple.

kunikuzushi lets a tear roll down his face as he tucks his head on your shoulder. a sniffle leads to a sob, before he was silently whimpering, letting loose of the pain and anguish he had just revisted.

"hold me..please." he sniffles, hands interlocked with yours firmly as though to ground himself.

you oblige without hesitation, tucking a loose strand of hair behind his ear as you place a gentle kiss on his neck, a reminder that you will be here when he's ready to talk about it.

nights have never been kind to kunikuzushi. but that kindness would not be necessary when his beloved could give it go him ten—no, a hundredfold. the light that was ready to guide him through the darkness. peeking through glassy eyes and a tear stained face, he raises his head and places a gentle kiss on your lips: a silent apology and a whisper of gratitude from him to you.

perhaps nights were not only for those who preferred peace and silence, but also those who sought comfort through their vulnerabilities as well.

[kuzusushi]

author’s note: thank you so much for 30 followers! seeing people enjoy my work brings me so  much happiness. to celebrate, i will be writing fics based on old chinese romance songs i grew up with. updates may not be immediate, but i can assure you i will complete it. another side note, i cannot assure all the fics will be completely fluff as some songs i grew up with are bittersweet, so do look out for those:) other than that, thank you guys and i hope you continue to support me and my works in the future!

OLD CHINESE ROMANCE SONGS I LOVE

CD 001: 月亮代表我的心 by teresa teng—(the moon represents my heart)

CD 002: 童話 by michael wong —-(fairytale)

CD 003: 你知道我在等你吗? by zhang hong liang—(do you know i have been waiting for you?)

CD 004: 愛上一個不回家的人 by sandy lam—-(loving someone who does not come home)

CD 005: 明明白白我的心 by jackie chan and faye wong—-(understand my heart*)

BONUS TRACK: 老鼠爱大米 by twins—-(the mouse loves rice)

*明明白白 makes use of repetition, iirc its to emphasize how someone knows another very well

[kuzusushi]

MOBILE MASTERLIST

GENSHIN IMPACT

FILE 001: HOLD ME WHILE YOU WAIT (scara)

FILE 002: SWEET NOTHING (scara)

FILE 003: GENSHIN MEN AS THINGS MY LATE GRANDFATHER DID (multiple)

FILE 004: PAPER AIRPLANES (multiple)

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[kuzusushi]

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[kuzusushi]

ʚɞ name: kei                                                                        

ʚɞ status:mostly inactive    

ʚɞ pronouns:she/her                                                   

ʚɞbabygirls: scara/vyn/muqing

ʚɞ age: 18         

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WILL WRITE:

—genshin, haikyuu, tears of themis

WHAT TO EXPECT:

—fics or headcanons will either be long or short depending on my mood unless specified.

—updates will not be daily as i am dealing with several other requirements irl

TAGLIST:

#kei’s cafe ☕͜ (pinned)

#kei's faves 🍰꒱❜(reblogs)

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