#hotaru's light

[anime-707]

I'll love you forever ! ❤️‍🩹

[tosahobi-if]

"the relationship they have with the person they're closest to is that of a retainer and a master" TEH ANGST

the mc and jinwol have a relationship of push and pull of inequality that takes the long way around to become something real. it's the concept of right person and wrong time. like passing by a familiar face in a crowd but turning to see nobody there – they keep missing one another, if just barely.

[iianfl]

[everoutoftouch]

[wasurenaghost]

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[imberlae]

[thottyoldmen]

Cant stop playing sudoku, ignoring customers, and nearly missing my train stop.

[skr-skrrr]

[avocodas]

I just watched the final episode of KNY S3 and it’s so damn beautiful 😭

[silencedglaive]

❛ if i have to think about one more thing today, my head will explode. ❜ / throws brandon your way

( an assortment of dialogue prompts. / accepting ! )

hotaru tries ( fails, really ) to stifle the grin trying to form on her features. it's obvious that the decision fatigue is starting to wear down brandon - not that she can blame him. but she knows his theatrics are simply that; this is for stella, of course he'll see it through to the end. 

❝ is this why you wanted me to come along ? for moral support ? ❞ she teases, tone light. going from one store to another across magix hardly sounds ideal to her either, but if it's for the princess of solaria’s surprise birthday party … well, she could certainly make an exception. she takes the wrinkled list from brandon’s hand, quickly scanning through flora's impeccable, if flowy, handwriting. there's only a few more stops they'll need to make. ❝ have you already gotten a gift for stella ? or should we add that to the list, too ? ❞ 

[yokumirumerafan]

WAIT HEAR ME OUT! I imagine Y/N having an illness called "Gixet syndrome" {funny ass name} (a rare syndrome that grows inside her body, not only BLUE SPIDER LILIES but also HEALING HERBS that can instantly heal and revive someone so I think it's lucky for the demons and humans I guess? ) AND the KNY characters just now knew this when Y/N started coughing flowers,feeling unwell in her house, laying in her bed, and both of the mythical plants slowly started growing inside her because the syndrome causes when Y/N is feeling miserable and depressed. Now I wanna know what's THEIR reaction? (begging on my knees to Add Tamayo and Yushiro along with the demon slayer characters and the demons- if that's okay for you-)

OKAY SORRY IF THIS IS LONG YOU DON'T REALLY HAVE TO WRITE IT IF YOU WANT- I HOPE YOUR DOING OKAY FELLOW SHRIMP!! GOODBYEE -Shrimp 🦐 1# fan of Kyojuro, Gyomei, and Hotaru.

Let’s tackle this “Gixet Syndrome” (funny name, tragic vibes), and the emotional chaos when everyone finds out what’s happening to our poor reader 😭💐

🌸 GIXET SYNDROME: CHARACTER REACTIONS 🌸

🩶 You start coughing flowers, collapsing from fatigue, your body sprouting blue spider lilies and healing herbs whenever you're miserable… and no one knew until now.

💉 Tamayo Her eyes widen in pure horror. How could she have missed something so critical?! “...This shouldn’t be possible…” she whispers, shaking hands pressed to your forehead. Treats you like a living relic but also like her dearest patient. Does research night and day; no sleep. She refuses to let this take you. If you're crying, she holds your hand and says: “We will find a way. Your life matters, Y/N. You’re not alone in this.” 🧪 Yushiro “Why didn’t you SAY anything?!” Gets snappy, but it’s out of pure panic and guilt. He's lowkey crying in the other room but pretends he’s just “venting frustrations.” Pledges himself to helping you just like Tamayo does. Glares at everyone like: “If you upset them and make it worse, I’ll kill you. Gently. With style.” 🌸 Hashira + KNY Gang 🔥 Kyojuro “This is no ordinary illness…” his voice breaks a little. Immediately brings you warm food and sits by your bed every night. Holds your hand while you sleep. “You will not suffer alone. I promise.” Tries to cheer you up constantly—even burns his hand trying to cook soup. “I may not understand it, but I’ll fight it alongside you!” 🙏 Gyomei Silent tears while he prays by your side. His hands tremble as he senses the unnatural life growing in your body. “Why must one so kind suffer so deeply…” Offers silent comfort. He believes your heart is too beautiful to be extinguished. 🔨 Haganezuka Looks like he doesn’t care at first. But then violently forges a gift blade infused with protective runes and healing ores, just for you. Leaves it at your bedside with a note: “Don’t die. You piss me off too much for that.” 💨 Sanemi He’s pissed—at the universe, the syndrome, everything. “Why didn’t you TELL ME?!” Punches a wall. Then sits by your bed awkwardly, refusing to leave. Whispers, “You’re annoying, but if you die I’ll never forgive you.” 🐍 Obanai Stiff. Silent. Eyes glued to you when you’re unconscious. Brings Kaburamaru to curl around you—believes his presence can stabilize you. Talks to you quietly when you're asleep: “Don’t wilt. I’ll give up my own blood if it means keeping you alive.” 🐗 Inosuke “WHAT ARE THESE PLANTS DOING TO YOU?? I’LL RIP THEM OUT!!” Tries to physically fight the syndrome (please someone stop him 😭). Sleeps in your room like a feral gremlin to keep you “safe.” Cries when he thinks no one’s looking. ⚡ Zenitsu SOBBING. LOUDLY. Tries to make you laugh with dumb impressions. Buys you 1000 flowers because “y-you like them r-right???” “Y/N-CHAN YOU’RE SO STRONG PLEASE DON’T LEAVE ME I HAVEN’T EVEN MARRIED YOU YETTTT 😭” 🦷 Genya Shuts down. He doesn’t know how to deal with grief. Sits outside your window and guards your house 24/7. Has a whole mini shrine where he lights incense for your recovery. “I’ll protect you. Even from something I can’t see.” 🌙 Demons (Muzan + Upper Moons) 👑 Muzan Stops everything. Still. Silent. Staring. “...You are the cure and the death?” He’s obsessed. Offers to take you away, “protect” you from your own emotions. “You’re suffering? Let me take it away… permanently.” (He’s willing to preserve you in a glass box if it means keeping you from dying.) 💢 Akaza Loses it when he sees you coughing blood and flowers. “Who did this to you?!” He doesn’t get it at first—until he realizes your sadness is causing this. “Tell me who hurt you. I’ll make them disappear.” 🌙 Doma “Ohhh~ how delightfully tragic~!” BUT he's obsessed. Wants to keep you close. "Sadness makes you bloom, huh~?" Offers to “cheer you up” with weird cult nonsense and smiles 24/7 to prevent the symptoms from worsening. “Darling, I shall be your personal sun!” 🔥 Kokushibo Rarely speaks, but he is furious that your own emotions are killing you. Sits silently near you like a stone statue. Leaves silent offerings of rare items, hoping they ease your pain. “This world is cruel. But if your heart breaks again…I’ll carry the pieces.”

Ok I caught myself simping for Hotaru.... HOW I'M SORRY BUT HOW CAN A COUPLE REQUESTS FROM YOU MADE ME QUESTION MY ENTIRE SEXUALITY HUH? YOU WANNA EXPLAIN SM OR WHAT? BECAUSE BEFORE I HEARTLY BELIEVED I'M A NATURAL LESBIAN AND NOW THAT'S UNDER CONCERN FOR ME.

[valeriele3]

I was listening to some old songs and thought, "What if the characters think this song is about y/n/reader?"

Various! Genshin x GN! Reader

✎ Synopsis: While stranded on an island, your friends pick up a mysterious book that reveals a hidden past. ✎Ft. Gaming, CHONGYUN, Xiangling, Xingqiu, & XIAO ✎ Since Lumine doesn't go by "Lumine" in the actual game and uses an alias (the one the players name the traveler), I'll be using her JP name (Hotaru 蛍) instead of Lumine when characters refer to her. ✎ The characters featured in this fic was chosen through spin the wheel :> ✎ Word Count: 2.6k

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It was one fine morning with a cloudless sky, or well, as fine as it can be; after all, you're currently stranded on a massive unknown island with a few of your friends, both old and new.

It all started when you went out to go shopping but got stopped by Lumine and her party members, who just so happened to be your friends.

I mean, it wasn't all that odd if you were being honest; after all, you traveled together with her for a bit before settling down somewhere near Qiaoying Village.

"Y/N!" Paimon exclaimed. You turn to your side and see Paimon waving her hands vigoriously at you, with Lumine herself giving a small wave. "Oh, L— Hotaru! Paimon! How're you guys doing?" You say, walking over to them.

"Wha, Paimon greeted you first, but you greet Hotaru first, hmph," Paimon pouted.

Chuckling, you pat Paimon on the head and offer half-hearted apologies.

"You..hmph! You still aren't forgiven. Paimon will only forgive the person named Y/N if they treat Paimon to a delicious meal!"

"Hey now, don't use this as an excuse for me to feed that bottomless stomach of yours!"

Lumine giggles at your guys interaction and decides to step in lest this escalate further.

"Y/N, would you like to join me and my party on a short adventure?"

Turning your head to focus on Lumine, you say, "Hm? An adventure?"

"Yup! y'know..for old times sake?" she says, looking at you with pleading eyes.

Rubbing your neck nervously, you respond to her, "Sorry, but I've already given up on that whole adventuring thing."

‘Or rather, I’m too afraid to take the risk of dying since the Statue of the Seven doesn’t heal me, and the food also doesn’t work like it does in-game.’

"Aww, come on, just this once, please!" Paimon pleads.

Lumine, however, steps in to stop Paimon. "Paimon, we should let it go. If Y/N doesn't want to come, then we should respect their decision."

"But.."

"I'm sure Y/N also has their own reasons for giving up adventuring, and as their friend, we shouldn't overstep that boundary."

"Aww..I guess..But it really is too bad. I was so excited to travel with them again, but I guess I'll have to give up on that idea," Paimon says, doing her usual unintentional guilt tripping. 

Starting to feel bad for Paimon, you offer a proposal: "Fine, fine, I'll join you, but only if you promise this will be the last time and you'll treat me to a nice, delicious meal after!"

"DEAL!" Paimon squeals.

'Aha..I have a feeling this will come out of my own pockets..' Lumine sweatdrops

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"Ahem, everyone, please pay attention!" Paimon says in an overly formal tone.

"We have a new member joining us! Ahem, meet..L/N Y/N!"

You give a small, awkward wave to the group.

A man with the air of a noble man steps up and offers a handshake. "It is a pleasure to meet you, Mx. L/N. I am Xingqiu."

"The pleasure is all mine, Mr. Xingqiu." You shake his hand.

"That man eating a popsicle is my best buddy, Chongyun." Xingqiu steps closer to you and whispers, "He loves spicy food, so if you feel like you can't stomach anything spicy, feel free to give it to him." Stepping away, he gives a sly smile.

The light blue-haired man, Chongyun, having previously heard what Xingqiu whispered, was quick to retort, "Please don't believe his words; I cannot handle anything spicy. If anything, I prefer cold food. Or well, it's not like I have a choice anyway," he says, mumbling the last part.

"And I'm Gaming, although I'm sure you already know that, unless.. you've somehow already forgotten about me despite meeting yesterday." Gaming gives his signature smile.

"And that's everyone!"

Lumine giggles. "Paimon, you've forgotten someone."

"Huh?" Paimon looks confused and looks around. "Hmmm..Oh! Xiangling!"

"Where is she?!"

"Eh, she was just here earlier..!" It seems even Xingqiu and Chongyun didn't notice her go off on her own.

And cue to you guys running around Qiaoying Village, trying to look for Xiangling.

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"Ehehe~ guys, look! I've gotten sooo much more delicious ingredients!"

All of you sigh collectively upon finding Xiangling foraging for more "ingredients," if you could even call half of them that.

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After making sure everything you guys needed was packed and ready, you began to set off.

Jumping from one ruin to another in search of the unknown, unaware that something "unknown" has been following you the whole time

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"Guys, is it just me, or does it feel like we're being watched?" you ask.

"I don't see anything," Paimon shrugs.

Lumine hands you a waterskin, her gaze thoughtful. "Maybe you're just tired? We've been hopping from ruin to ruin with barely any rest after all."

"That and the fact that we've been going around in circles looking for a way back home." Xingqiu adds.

"Right... It is strange though.." Turning his head, he asks Lumine "Traveler. Have you encountered a ruin like this before?"

Lumine shakes her head. "I've been inside a dozen that change interiors, but I've never been to one that transports you to a random island upon entering."

"Agh... All this thinking is making Paimon hungry…"

"Speaking of, it's about time for us to eat supper, right? I'll whip something up real quick!"

Xiangling, excited to finally have an opportunity to cook, immediately ran off to find a few ingredients. "Ah, I'll go after her. It's not safe around to be alone." Chongyun follows after Xiangling. Both of them disappearing into the nearby woods.

"Then, I'll help set up camp." Gaming pulls out the camping gear and begins to set it up.

Closing his book, Xingqiu offers to stand guard while you guys set up camp.

"Ugh, that so-called chivalric warrior... He's no help! He's just off pretending to stand guard when all he'll do is read his books."

"Not like you'll be much help either, Paimon."

"Wha—who said that?! Hotaru, was it you!?"

Lumine puts up a cross and aggressively shakes her head no.

"Hmmm...Then..." Paimon's eyes fall on you. "Gasp, Y/N, how could you!"

Picking up a crate, you turn to Paimon obliviously "Eh? Me? Oh, surely not! I could never!"

"You…"

Slowly backing away from the "angered" Paimon, you defend, "Now, now, our dearest emergency food, Paimon. I didn't mean it."

"Paimon is not emergency food!" Paimon exclaims, starting the chase.

Still with a crate on your hands, you begin to run, or rather, jog away from Paimon.

"H-Hotaru! Help me..! The emergency food is turning crazy!" Despite seeing you screaming for help, Lumine just idly watches, her eyes warm, as if she's recalling a distant memory.

"Ah—!" Tripping over a rock, you await the feeling of the cold, hard floor, but what greets you is... 'This...feels like...air? ' Opening your closed eyes, you see gloved hands saving you from your otherwise ungraceful fall.

"You can get up now, you know," your savior remarks.

"Ah, right, ahem... Thank you, Xiao."

"Xiao!? How'd you get here?!" Paimon exclaims.

However, instead of answering, Xiao seems to just stare at Paimon.

Hiding behind Hotaru, who was now nearby, Paimon pushes Lumine forward. "Uh…Y'know what…Hotaru, you go ask him."

Giving her a side eye, Lumine repeats Paimon's earlier question.

"...I...I just happened to be nearby; there were a few monsters setting up camp."

A lie. There was not a single monster camp in at least 5 kilometers of your area. Well, not that you and your group knew that.

Hearing the rush of footsteps, everyone turns to the sound, only to find Xingqiu, quite haggardly, rushing to you guys.

Almost crashing onto Lumine and Paimon, he stops in his tracks, frantically asking, "What happened!? I…" He catches his breath. "I heard screaming."

All of you collectively (with the exception of Xiao) give him a deadpan look. "Wow~ You're quite late to the party, Xingqiu. What if some bandits had arrived? Our bodyguard seems to be bad at his job."

Pulling out what seems to be treasure hoarder insignias, "Well, as it turns out, there were bandits, and I, your ever chivalric warrior, took them down," Xingqiu defends.

Maybe it was the current situation, or maybe it was because treasure hoarders are seemingly everywhere, but none of you seemed to notice how there was no one but your group on this island and that there were, in fact, no treasure hoarders.

Not long after, the duo, Xiangling and Chongyun, who had run off earlier, came back with quite the large haul. Safe to say, no one's going to bed with an empty stomach.

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It was the next day, meaning that your adventure had almost reached its end.

Turns out, this strange unknown island you're currently stranded on recently appeared a little southeast of Guyun Stone Forest.

The Crux Fleet had been sent to investigate; luckily, you guys managed to make contact; however, there was a barrier preventing entry and exit, and it would take a while to remove, so you guys had to sit there for a while waiting for rescue.

Xingqiu's POV

Picking up an unfamiliar book dropped on the ground, I open it.

'I wonder who this belongs to..This dust cover has quite the unique design..'

Removing the dust cover, I admire the front and back cover and the spine of the book.

'How intriguing..' Slowly opening the book, I was about to start reading when Chongyun's voice suddenly appeared behind me.

"What're you doing?" "Ah, nothing, just the usual, you know, reading."

"..How suspicious.."

"Oh my dear Chongyun, what could be suspicious about me reading"

"Hm..I suppose you're right.."

"Or, maybe he is suspicious. I've seen that book before in Y/N's house" Gaming suddenly joins in from God knows where

"What're you three doing?" Xiangling joins in from around the corner.

"Uhm, guys, can you not surround me?" I sweatdropped.

In a corner of my mind, I can feel someone almost say, "Hmph. Mortals truly can't keep their hands to themselves, huh?". How weird; the voice is familiar. Oh, well, it must just be my conscience.

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"A-hem! How about we just take a quick peek, just a really quick one, yeah? Then I'll put it right back where I found it."

"And where exactly did you find that book?"

"The ground"

"Eek! Xingqiu, I thought you knew better! Don't you know that picking up random unknown things increases the chance of a curse or a vengeful spirit appearing?!"

"...Ahah...I don't think you should be the one saying that, Xiangling, considering you do just that daily."

"Well, uh, technically, I know what I'm picking up, so it doesn't count!"

"Don't worry, guys, we have Chongyun right here. I'm sure you'd help us ward off evil, right, buddy?" I smile.

"Mhm. Although, I would like to see an evil spirit for once... But don't worry, as long as I'm here, I can guarantee your guys safety."

End of Xingqiu's POV

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There were barely any legible words save for a few sentences here and there.

𝔒𝔥, 𝔡𝔢𝔞𝔯 𝔡𝔦𝔞𝔯𝔶, ℑ 𝔪𝔢𝔱 𝔞 𝔟𝔬𝔶 ℌ𝔢 𝔪𝔞𝔡𝔢 𝔪𝔶 𝔡𝔬𝔩𝔩 𝔥𝔢𝔞𝔯𝔱 𝔩𝔦𝔤𝔥𝔱 𝔲𝔭 𝔴𝔦𝔱𝔥 𝔧𝔬𝔶

"Aww, is this about Y/N's love life!?" Xiangling exclaims, clearly excited and invested.

"Guys, I don't think we should be reading this. This seems private."

"I second that."

"I agree."

"Eh…I mean, I suppose you're all right, but can I just read one more? Just one more line, please?" she pleads.

Everyone shares a look, nodding.

"Just one more won't hurt."

As much as they want to drop this book and return it, they're all equally invested.

After all, Y/N's existence is quite mysterious. They just seemingly appeared out of nowhere, traveling alongside the Traveler, and chose to settle down in Liyue after some time.

People just assumed they were a runaway noble from somewhere, seeing as they seemed to have quite a lot of mora to their name, but there were no records of them anywhere. Much less news of a runaway noble.

Looking at the book again, they all began reading the next line.

𝔒𝔥, 𝔡𝔢𝔞𝔯 𝔡𝔦𝔞𝔯𝔶, 𝔴𝔢 𝔣𝔢𝔩𝔩 𝔞𝔭𝔞𝔯𝔱 𝔚𝔢𝔩𝔠𝔬𝔪𝔢 𝔱𝔬 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔩𝔦𝔣𝔢 𝔬𝔣 𝔈𝔩𝔢𝔠𝔱𝔯𝔞 ℌ𝔢𝔞𝔯𝔱

"Ah, no... They didn't work out in the end, huh?"

"It would seem so.."

But wait, "Electra Heart?!" They all exclaim.

'Is that Y/N's real name?'

'So they were using an alias after all…'

Thoughts began to circulate.

Just reading those few lines made them further invested.

This newfound information about you and the curiosity that had been building up inside them seem to turn the cogs in their head.

And so, they found themselves saying, "Just one more page," over and over again.

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𝔚𝔢 𝔴𝔢𝔯𝔢 𝔟𝔬𝔱𝔥 𝔶𝔬𝔲𝔫𝔤 𝔴𝔥𝔢𝔫 ℑ 𝔣𝔦𝔯𝔰𝔱 𝔰𝔞𝔴 𝔶𝔬𝔲

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▇▇𝔶𝔬𝔲 𝔴𝔢𝔯𝔢 ℜ𝔬𝔪𝔢𝔬, 𝔶𝔬𝔲 𝔴𝔢𝔯𝔢 𝔱𝔥𝔯𝔬𝔴𝔦𝔫' 𝔭𝔢𝔟𝔟𝔩𝔢𝔰 𝔄𝔫𝔡 𝔪𝔶 𝔡𝔞𝔡𝔡𝔶 𝔰𝔞𝔦𝔡, "𝔖𝔱𝔞𝔶 𝔞𝔴𝔞𝔶 𝔣𝔯𝔬𝔪 ▇▇▇" 𝔄𝔫𝔡 ℑ 𝔴𝔞𝔰 𝔠𝔯𝔶𝔦𝔫' 𝔬𝔫 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔰𝔱𝔞𝔦𝔯𝔠𝔞𝔰𝔢 𝔅𝔢𝔤𝔤𝔦𝔫' 𝔶𝔬𝔲, "𝔓𝔩𝔢𝔞𝔰𝔢 𝔡𝔬𝔫'𝔱 𝔤𝔬, " 𝔞𝔫𝔡 ℑ 𝔰𝔞𝔦𝔡

ℜ𝔬𝔪𝔢𝔬, 𝔱𝔞𝔨𝔢 𝔪𝔢 𝔰𝔬𝔪𝔢𝔴𝔥𝔢𝔯𝔢 𝔴𝔢 𝔠𝔞𝔫 𝔟𝔢 𝔞𝔩𝔬𝔫𝔢 ℑ'𝔩𝔩 𝔟𝔢 𝔴𝔞𝔦𝔱𝔦𝔫𝔤, 𝔞𝔩𝔩 𝔱𝔥𝔢𝔯𝔢'𝔰 𝔩𝔢𝔣𝔱 𝔱𝔬 𝔡𝔬 𝔦𝔰 𝔯𝔲𝔫 𝔜𝔬𝔲'𝔩𝔩 𝔟𝔢 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔭𝔯𝔦𝔫𝔠𝔢 𝔞𝔫𝔡 ℑ'𝔩𝔩 𝔟𝔢 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔭𝔯𝔦𝔫𝔠𝔢𝔰𝔰

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Sniffle, "Y/N's dad is so mean…!"

"There, there, Xiangling. Here, blow into this." Gaming pats Xiangling's back while handing her a handkerchief.

"You too, Chongyun," he adds. Chongyun, embarrassed to get caught, sheepishly accepted the handkerchief Gaming offered.

𝔖𝔬 ℑ 𝔰𝔫𝔢𝔞𝔨 𝔬𝔲𝔱 𝔱𝔬 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔤𝔞𝔯𝔡𝔢𝔫 𝔱𝔬 𝔰𝔢𝔢 𝔶𝔬𝔲 𝔚𝔢 𝔨𝔢𝔢𝔭 𝔮𝔲𝔦𝔢𝔱, '𝔠𝔞𝔲𝔰𝔢 𝔴𝔢'𝔯𝔢 𝔡𝔢𝔞𝔡 𝔦𝔣 𝔱𝔥𝔢𝔶 𝔨𝔫𝔢𝔴 𝔖𝔬 𝔠𝔩𝔬𝔰𝔢 ▇▇ 𝔢𝔶𝔢𝔰 𝔈𝔰𝔠𝔞𝔭𝔢 𝔱𝔥𝔦𝔰 𝔱𝔬𝔴𝔫 𝔣𝔬𝔯 𝔞 𝔩𝔦𝔱𝔱𝔩𝔢 𝔴𝔥𝔦𝔩𝔢, ▇▇

"This is so romantic and heart-wrenching..."

"Don't worry, Y/N, I'll make sure to cook you lots of delicious food later…!" Xiangling declares, sniffling in the middle.

ℜ𝔬𝔪𝔢𝔬, 𝔰𝔞𝔳𝔢 𝔪𝔢, 𝔱𝔥𝔢𝔶'𝔯𝔢 𝔱𝔯𝔶𝔫𝔞 𝔱𝔢𝔩𝔩 𝔪𝔢 𝔥𝔬𝔴 𝔱𝔬 𝔣𝔢𝔢𝔩 𝔗𝔥𝔦𝔰 𝔩𝔬𝔳𝔢 𝔦𝔰 𝔡𝔦𝔣𝔣𝔦𝔠𝔲𝔩𝔱, 𝔟𝔲𝔱 𝔦𝔱'𝔰 𝔯𝔢𝔞𝔩 𝔇𝔬𝔫'𝔱 𝔟𝔢 𝔞𝔣𝔯𝔞𝔦𝔡, 𝔴𝔢'𝔩𝔩 𝔪𝔞𝔨𝔢 𝔦𝔱 𝔬𝔲𝔱 𝔬𝔣 𝔱𝔥𝔦𝔰 𝔪𝔢𝔰𝔰

"Ahh, just let them have a happy ending, please…!" Xingqiu unknowingly says out loud.

By now, everyone is completely absorbed in reading. As if they're reading a tragic romance novel.

ℑ 𝔤𝔬𝔱 𝔱𝔦𝔯𝔢𝔡 𝔬𝔣 𝔴𝔞𝔦𝔱𝔦𝔫𝔤 𝔚𝔬𝔫𝔡𝔢𝔯𝔦𝔫' 𝔦𝔣 𝔶𝔬𝔲 𝔴𝔢𝔯𝔢 𝔢𝔳𝔢𝔯 𝔠𝔬𝔪𝔦𝔫' 𝔞𝔯𝔬𝔲𝔫𝔡 𝔐𝔶 𝔣𝔞𝔦𝔱𝔥 𝔦𝔫 𝔶𝔬𝔲 𝔴𝔞𝔰 𝔣𝔞𝔡𝔦𝔫𝔤

𝔚𝔥𝔢𝔫 ℑ 𝔪𝔢𝔱 𝔶𝔬𝔲 𝔬𝔫 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔬𝔲𝔱𝔰𝔨𝔦𝔯𝔱𝔰 𝔬𝔣 𝔱𝔬𝔴𝔫, 𝔞𝔫𝔡 ℑ 𝔰𝔞𝔦𝔡 ℜ𝔬𝔪𝔢𝔬, 𝔰𝔞𝔳𝔢 𝔪𝔢, ℑ'𝔳𝔢 𝔟𝔢𝔢𝔫 𝔣𝔢𝔢𝔩𝔦𝔫𝔤 𝔰𝔬 𝔞𝔩𝔬𝔫𝔢 ℑ 𝔨𝔢𝔢𝔭 𝔴𝔞𝔦𝔱𝔦𝔫𝔤 𝔣𝔬𝔯 𝔶𝔬𝔲, 𝔟𝔲𝔱 𝔶𝔬𝔲 𝔫𝔢𝔳𝔢𝔯 𝔠𝔬𝔪𝔢

No words were uttered; everyone knew that this story does not have a happy ending.

But maybe, it'll turn around in the next passage. They continue to hope.

ℌ𝔢 𝔨𝔫𝔢𝔩𝔱 𝔱𝔬 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔤𝔯𝔬𝔲𝔫𝔡 𝔞𝔫𝔡 ▇▇▇▇▇▇

𝔄𝔫𝔡 𝔰𝔞𝔦𝔡, ▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇

▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇

"Hurry...! WHAT'D HE SAY?!"

"Ah, it cut off…" Xingqiu announces.

"WHAT?" they all simultaneously exclaim.

"You're lying; it can't be."

"Surely not."

"You must be jesting; let me see."

Staring at the illegible words, they try to decipher the next words, but no matter how much they look and stare, they cannot decipher it.

─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ───

Dejected, they close the book, and just as they were about to put it back where it belonged, you peeked outside the tent, asking, "Have you guys seen a book with, like... uhm, a unique design…?"

Surprised by your sudden appearance, they panic and try to act as normal as possible. Scrambling their words, Gaming steps up, "Ah, is it this one? I saw it lying on the ground earlier. I was asking the others if it was theirs."

"Ah, yes! It is that one."

Handing it to you, Gaming says, "Be careful not to lose it next time."

"Mhm, I will. Thank you, Gaming."

You go back inside the tent.

"Hey... You do know I was the one who found it, right?"

"Hmm... Well, would you rather risk getting found out that we read it, or me stepping up to cover it up?"

"…The latter…"

"Thought so."

"Well, look at the bright side. There wasn't a curse or vengeful spirit, and we got to know more about Y/N!"

"That's right, let's just hope they never find out we read through it…"

─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ───

Meanwhile..

"Hmph. Mortals truly can't keep their hands to themselves, huh?"

"However, that book is just a collection of songs," Xiao grumbles.

"How foolish of them to think it's about you." He turns to you, organizing the things inside your travel bag.

"Oh please, you thought it was about me too when you read it before."

Ignoring your response, "Are you going to tell them the truth, too?"

"Hmm... No. I think it'd be fun if they didn't know."

"Despite your appearance, you're quite mischievous."

"Am I?"

"No one but you would purposefully write in another worldly language and write only certain specific words in Teyvat language."

"I suppose… But hey, life in Teyvat gets boring at times, you know? Plus, writing it ensures I don't forget the music of my world.

[mostmouse]

The Swordsmith with a Cute Name

Hotaru Haganezuka has gone missing in the swordsmith village, surely his wife must know where he is, right? The thing is, he sort of only visits at night.

(Hotaru Haganezuka x f!reader, explicit, 5,800 words, slight yandere themes) as always - cross posted to my AO3 :)

Tanjiro marveled at the entrance of the Swordsmith Village, the architecture striking him. Growing up in the mountains, he had never really been exposed to such buildings, and he didn’t want to count his time in the entertainment district. Waving to the people milling about on his way to the chief’s residence, he sniffed the air, trying to see if he could scent his own swordsmith. While he could catch a faint smell, he couldn’t pinpoint where it was coming from.

Moving into the chief’s home, he listened to the older man speak of Mr. Haganezuka, balking as he openly threatened the man. Tecchin sighed, “We’re searching high and low for him, and I’m sure his wife has met with him in these last few months, but I can’t catch her with him!” He pouted, “I don’t have it in me to ask her to set a trap though, it’s already a miracle that Hotaru even managed to find a woman who would tolerate him.”

Tanjiro gasped before lighting up, “Mr. Haganezuka is married?! That’s wonderful!” Tecchin sighed delightedly, holding his cheek in his hands.

“Isn’t it just so? I raised him, so I know how difficult it can be. No matter what that woman has ever done, she’s a pure hearted angel in my books. I wish she’d join me in trying to detain Hotaru.”

Tanjiro laughed, slightly awkward. “I’m sure she’s making sure he’s safe and well cared for while he’s out.” The two continued to gossip before one of the other men in the room reminded their chief of his other commitments. “I’ll head out to acquaint myself with the village.” Bowing low, he smiled, “I’ll keep an eye out for Mr. Haganezuka. If I run into Mrs. Haganezuka, is it alright if I associate with her?”

Tecchin brightened up, sitting taller, “Yes! See if you can get her to open up about Hotaru’s whereabouts. Perhaps she’ll tell a young man as handsome as you. I’m sure Hotaru won’t mind, but he’s always been a bit possessive over her.”

Tanjiro’s smile was strained. “Ah, I hope so, too.” Gathering Nezuko’s box, Tanjiro got up to leave, bowing once more at the gentlemen before taking his leave. The hot springs were an overwhelming scent, but if he focused hard, he could almost track his swordsmith’s scent. Patting the box, he whispered to his sister, “Let’s see if we can find Mr. Haganezuka’s wife, I’m really curious what she’s like!”

Hearing Nezuko’s hum of affirmation, he trotted along the small village’s dirt streets. Eyes scanning everyone around him, he huffed slightly. “Everyone’s wearing those clown masks… How am I supposed to- ah!” Perking up, he caught a whiff of Mr. Haganezuka, jogging forward until he found someone in a pretty mask carrying leather goods.

“Ah! Excuse me, are you Mrs. Haganezuka?” Hearing your name, you turned to face him, shoulders straightening as you saw this boy had no mask. He must have been a visitor, how did he know your name? You weren’t a swordsmith, instead you crafted leather accessories for the swords your husband made.

“I am, and you are?” Tanjiro blushed as he forgot his manners, bowing deeply, he introduced himself. However, you interrupted him before he could mention his relationship with Mr. Haganezuka. “Oh! Tanjiro! You’re a client of Hotaru’s, aren’t you?”

The young man before you smiled brightly, and you felt your chest swell with sudden affection. He was too cute! “I am! I was wondering… Have you seen him? The chief mentioned that he’s been missing the last few months, so I can’t help but be worried.”

You stiffened, his earnest expression instead now twisting your heart. You stuttered over your words for a moment before plastering a wide smile on your face - not that he could see it. “Oh gosh, no! Sorry! I wish I could help, I really do! But, well, I don’t actually know where he is at the moment, I’m sorry!”

Waving your hand apologetically, you laughed airly. Tanjiro smiled softly, tilting his head. It didn’t take someone with a discerning nose like him to know you were lying. Well, you hadn’t actually lied, you probably really didn’t know where he was, but you certainly have seen him. Tanjiro breathed a sigh, smile not leaving his lips. “If you see him, could you let him know I’m here? I’d like to apologize for chipping my sword.”

Your hand dropped, reaching into the large bag at your hip. “Of course! I’ll let him know!” You chirped in realization, digging for whatever you were looking for with vigor, “If I see him! You know, because, yeah I-I don’t know where he is!” Laughing nervously, you held out a small item to him. “Silly me! Here’s take this, a gift for Hotaru for not being here!”

Tanjiro accepted the small leather sheath, gasping as he pulled out a knife. “Wow!” Eyes widening further, he shouted in surprise as the blade turned black. “It's a nichirin dagger!”

You brightened, clapping your hands. “I’ve been apprenticing under Hotaru for a few years, but unfortunately this is the only sturdy thing I can make right now. I’m actually a leather worker by trade! I craft hilts and sheaths!”

Tanjiro’s eyes lit up in stars, bowing once more. “That’s amazing! I’ll treasure this! I’ll only use it in emergencies!” You hummed happily, holding your cheeks. Tanjiro placed the dagger in his pocket, bowing for the last time. “Thank you so much, if you don’t mind me asking… Where’s the entrance to the hot springs?”

You laughed, reaching out and petting the top of his head fondly. “I don’t mind at all! Here, let me lead you.” You ignored his blush and how he tried to object, taking his hand and leading him away. “Please, it would be my honor! Maybe later you could introduce me to your little sister!” You eyed the box curiously, “I heard she’s downright adorable, I just have to meet her! And don’t worry, the canopy above the main hot springs is full coverage. Even though it's sunset, no light will get in, so she’ll be safe to soak, too!”

Tanjiro’s heart squeezed in his chest, you were much too kind. He couldn’t believe you were the wife of the man who sent him those threatening ink stained letters. Once the two of you approached the steps, the both of you looked up as the love hashira barreled down towards you, shouting.

You laughed delightedly, shouting your greetings as Tanjiro panicked, rushing up to close her kimono. Smiling as Tanjiro fussed over Mitsuri, you waved and walked away, giggling behind your mask. With a renewed pep in your step, you hummed as you made your way to your shared home on the outskirts of the village, nestled in the woods.

Closing the sliding door behind you, you slipped your shoes off, setting down your bag and stretching tall, groaning loudly. Stepping up onto the clean floors, you made your way to the kitchen. Paying no mind to your surroundings, you didn’t notice as your large husband crept up behind you.

Shouting, you felt strong arms wind around you, pulling you against a sturdy built chest. “H-Hotaru!” His mask clacked against yours as pressed himself to the back of your body, arms tightening.

“I saw you talking with Kamado, what did he have to say?” His voice was gruff, you could hear the agitation in it as you whimpered. His large hand came up to cup your mask, pulling it away from your face and setting it down. He was always so gentle with his works of art, but he didn’t bother the same treatment with you, especially when he saw you talking with other men.

“Hotaru, he’s just a boy, what are you so worked up ab- ah!” He hauled you up over his shoulder, carrying you to the bedroom. “Hotaru! Let me make us dinner, I haven’t seen you in a couple days!” You slapped his back before realization dawned on you, “W-Were you watching us? Have you been watching me on the days I don’t see you?”

He tossed you to the bed, quickly climbing over you and straddling your legs, hands holding your wrists on his thick thighs. “Hotaru! Stop!” You tried to wiggle, knowing it was futile, especially when he was focused on a specific topic or task.

“What did he say to you?” He leaned forward, bandana and mask keeping his expression from you. Squeezing you with his thighs, he huffed, “I won’t ask again.”

You growled, fed up with the cold welcome from the man you loved, “You’re being jealous! I don’t get a ‘hi’ or a kiss, or a ‘good evening honey, how are-’ ahh!” He tugged your wrists up, body quickly following as you were brought to his chest, his arms winding around you in a tight hug.

You pouted, not wanting to talk about it but knowing you wouldn’t get anything from him if you didn’t - the man was ridiculously stubborn and could hold out much longer than you. He always had his swords to go to when he wasn’t getting his way. “Nothing! He didn’t say anything, just that he was sorry for chipping his sword. Tecchin spoke with him earlier so he knew you were missing.”

You whined a bit, going slack in his arms, “I think he knew I was lying he asked me about you… But he didn’t press it. I gave him that dagger I’d been working on. It turned black just like his blade though, I’m sorry.”

Your husband’s grip relaxed a bit, though he didn’t move from where he was perched on your lap, still keeping you contained. His burly hands came back around and held your cheeks as he sighed heavily. “It’s not your fault. All the blades I’ve made have turned black as well.” Groaning loudly, he set his jaw on the top of your head.

Cautiously, you brought your arms up, slipping his mask off before tugging his bandana away from his head. His hair spilled from where it was tied up in the fabric, cascading over his shoulders in a flowing wave.

Sighing as you tended to him, you spoke up in a small comforting voice. “Hotaru… Do you wanna get up for me and we can make some dinner?” He scoffed, gritting his teeth, his jaw tense where it rested above the crown of your head. Sighing, you pet his thighs. “You'll be less grumpy once you eat, sweetness.”

Pushing your shoulders back, he fixed you with a hard glare. “You know how I feel when you speak with other people.” He gripped your cheeks with both hands, “You’re mine. You know that. Why do I have to keep reminding you?” His perfect lips turned to a sneer, and you recalled how he was only okay with you speaking to a handful of people in the village.

You pouted, your lips squished together and preventing you from speaking. Growling you tried to shake your head to escape his grip, however that had him holding onto you tighter. “You’re mine.”

His voice was as rough as his lips as he crashed his against yours. Whimpering at the force, feeling the impact on your teeth, you tried to wiggle away from him. His hands came up behind you, twisting in your hair and holding you in place. His tongue pushed past your lips, teeth clacking as he ravaged your mouth.

You whimpered, hands pulling his hair as you tried to break free. Even though you were sure it wasn’t because of you, he pulled away, moving only the smallest bit away from your mouth. His burly body blocked everything else from your line of vision, the only thing you could see being him. His eyes bore into yours, gaze intense, and you knew you wouldn’t get away from him unscathed.

You whimpered, his hands pressing you down onto your back as he slipped off you. “Don’t move.” You gave a sharp shout as he tore your kimono open and off of you, easily slipping off your undergarments with deft fingers.

Hotaru’s rough hands pawed over your freshly displayed body, nails scratching you slightly. You whimpered, body jolting with each touch as he moved downwards onto his knees. You tentatively pet his hair, gasping as he grabbed your palms and pressed them to the side of the bed, flat. “What did I just say?”

He didn’t move, staying still as his eyes stared up at you from between your legs. Your mouth was dry as you looked up towards the ceiling. “D-Don’t move.” His grip tightened as he bit your thigh, ignoring as you cried out.

“And what did you do?” Hands leaving yours, he pushed your thighs wide open, admiring your cunt. You whimpered above him, shouting as he bit your other thigh.

“Moved! I-I’m sorry! I’m sorry, ‘Taru, please!” Huffing at your words, he abandoned your hands and instead kept to holding your thighs. At his silence, you shuddered as his breath puffed over your slit. Now that he seemed wholly uninterested in what you were doing or saying, you knew the night was only beginning, his impressive and irritating focus narrowing in on pleasuring you until he had his fill.

Gasping, your hips jerked as his tongue slid up your slit, slow and wet. “Hotaru…” You grabbed at his hair, knowing he was so focused he wouldn’t be paying you anymore attention outside of eating you out.

His hands gripped the fat of your thighs, tongue pushing past your slit and dipping inside your cunt. Your back arched at the feeling, basking in the pleasure for as long as you could. His mouth went to work as his hands groped you, moving up your body and squeezing anywhere he could reach.

Peering above your chest and tummy, you moaned lowly at the sight of him between your legs. His eyes were half lidded, a blush on his cheeks, and showing no indication of looking up at you, entirely enraptured in your sweet cunt. You tossed an arm over your eyes, the other resting in his hair as you wrapped your thighs around his head.

Sighing, you let him lick you, drooling over your already wet cunt. “Hotaru~” You felt him press his face closer against you, tongue shoved deep inside you. Arching your back, you pulled his hair, the man staying silent as he moved upwards to suck your clit.

“Ahh!” You shuddered at the feeling, moaning and crying out as his hands shifted to your hips. Gripping you tightly, you moaned at the rough treatment. He lifted you up higher, hands moving to cup your ass while his eyes slid shut. He pawed at your skin, squishing it in his palms as he sucked your clit tight into his hot wet mouth.

Writhing on the bed, you pulled his hair, letting your legs fall open, thighs resting on his broad shoulders. “Ahh~ So good~” You pet his hair as he slipped his tongue back into your cunt, licking you hotly. You rocked your hips in his grip, grateful he wasn’t holding you down this time.

Moving his head, you felt his tongue slip deeper inside, his own rough moans muffled by your plush skin. You whimpered loudly, head falling back as you felt him move one of his hands from your ass. You swallowed tightly, anticipation rattling your lungs as you felt him slowly curve it around your thighs to settle between your legs, just under his mouth.

You whined as one rough finger slipped inside you, the size of his digits easily outmatching your own. “Please, Hotaru~” He delicately pet inside of you, reacquainting himself with your body. You rolled your hips against his face, whining once more as he ignored you, steadying his hand and stroking you with one digit.

His tongue soon left you, moving up to your clit as he sucked once more, feeling your swollen bundle against his tongue, his finger soft inside you. You cried out, bucking your hips as you pulled his hair, his mouth not stopping as he sighed against you, eyes closed and tongue licking you rapidly.

“H-Hotaru! Ahh- fuck! Please!” You arched your back, dragging him so close to you that his nose was pressed against your mound. “‘M gonna cum! Haah~ Ah!” Your breath stuttered from your lungs, writhing against the soft comforter as your husband stayed on his knees, unbothered by your reactions.

You gasped for air as he continued, thighs quaking and sporadically squeezing his head before falling back open. He kept his hand firmly cupping your ass while the other slipped another finger inside your tightening cunt.

Sighing hotly, your hands loosened in his mane, petting flyaways from his sweaty forehead, laughing breathlessly as his eyes were still closed. “Hotaru… It’s not fair when I can’t l-look at your handsome face…” Your words trailed off, soft sharp moans falling past your lips as he built his speed back up.

Whimpering, you tried to push him away, knowing full well you couldn’t. “W-Wait, Hotaru, please!” He moaned gruffly against you, and you were sure his cock was aching and hard in his pants. “Please, Hotaru, I want you inside me! I know yo-ahh! K-Know you want it, too-” You covered your mouth with your hand, crying out as he curled his fingers inside you.

You had no idea to what end he would stop, it wasn’t uncommon for him to become so hyper fixated and focused on making love to you, whether that be with his mouth or cock. You knew he wouldn’t stop until he was done, and it didn’t matter if you were conscious when that time came. After much practice together, your beloved husband blossomed into quite the lover, but as with his sword making passion, he tended to allow himself to slip into a specific sort of headspace.

You writhed, legs kicking behind his head as you pulled your hands back up to yourself. Holding and fondling your chest, you cried out, his hand moving faster. “‘Taru! Fuck!” Panting hard, you felt him let go of your clit, catching his breath as his fingers tapped at your gspot. You arched again, body bending and back popping at the stretch.

He leaned back, admiring your reactions and how you squeezed and pulled at your breasts. Licking his lips, he watched your cunt flutter around his fingers, pulling back before thrusting them into you, the rough pace making your upper body curl. Your hands moved to fist the blanket instead, gasping and panting for air as your climax approached.

Growling, he dragged his hand from where it was squeezing your ass, pushing one of your thighs off his shoulder so he could nibble and suck marks into your plush skin. Crying out, he felt you tighten on his fingers, but it wasn’t enough to stop his fast pace. Moaning as he bit down, his hazy eyes watched as you arched high, hands blindly seeking and finding his long, wild hair.

“Ah-!” He winced as you pulled hard, eyes never leaving your face as you finished hard a second time. Leaving your bitten thigh, he pulled his hand back, spreading your legs so wide the brief thought of you splitting apart echoed in your blissfully empty head.

Moaning loudly and wantonly, you felt him replace his digits with his tongue, pushing past your plump cunt to lick inside you. His nails bit into your skin as you moved to twist his hair around your fists. “Hotaru!” You babbled incoherently, moaning as his wet fingers curled up to rub your clit fast and hard. “Ahh!” You curled forward screeching as he overstimulated you.

You could handle it when he cooled down a bit, giving you a slight break between orgasms, but you knew if he kept it up, you’d be passing out sooner rather than later. You were always a little sleepy after one climax, him getting you off repeatedly back to back was just mean.

Thighs quivering, he basked in your noises, surrounding himself with your perfect body, the taste of your cum making him strain in his now painfully too tight pants. Breaking away from your cunt, he panted heavily, fingers pinching your clit as he nibbled your plump slit. Crying out above him, he could barely make out how your upper body writhed for him.

Catching his breath, he dove back in, mouthing over your throbbing clit and three digits pounding your sweet spot. You screamed aloud, trying to scoot away from him, pushing him away and kicking your legs. “No! Stop! ‘Taru!” He had you on the brink, he could feel how tight you were wrapped around his fingers, knew you were at your limit.

It had been days since he’d last seen you, since he’d last touched you. He knew you were busy with your own jobs as well, coming home to an empty bed with no energy to touch yourself. He had to make up for lost times. It was a mantra in his head, to make sure you felt amazing before he even had a chance to feel good himself.

Moaning around your clit as it was snug inside his drooling mouth, his eyes flicked up to you. You laid there in bed, palms over your face as you gasped and shouted. As he laved his tongue over you, teeth pressing against your burning skin, he rubbed his calloused fingertips over your gspot, switching between pressing and rubbing hard to pounding them with quick movements of his wrist.

Finally, your head fell back, screaming as your voice cracked, finishing hard and bucking your hips against his jaw. He quickly abandoned your clit as he felt hot cum flood down his digits and into his palm. You cried out weakly as he voraciously ate you out, tongue pressing inside your cunt and fucking you.

Gasping and whimpering, your hips jolted as he licked up all your cum, dragging his tongue up your slit before flicking your swollen clit. Finally, after what felt like a lifetime, his mouth moved away from you, letting your legs rest against the end of the western style bed. He sat back on his heels, licking his hand clean as he watched you closely.

Muscles rippling beneath his clothes, he hovered above you, kneeling between your legs as his intense gaze watched your face. Blinking slowly, your dazed bleary gaze found his face, muddled from your airy state of mind. Breathing heavily, you managed a small weak, “‘Taru?”

Sighing above you, he kissed your forehead. Letting your eyes close, you felt him slip off the bed and pull you up into his arms. Maneuvering with you in his grip, he turned down the sheets, sliding you inside them. You hummed, comfortable amongst the soft sheet and plush pillows. Feeling yourself drift off, you registered faintly of your husband crawling in with you.

You tried to call out to him, but your throat was tired and dry. Cracking your eyes open, you moved your lips, about to call out to him before he got comfortable, but instead cried out loudly as you felt his thick cock fill you in one thrust. “Hotaru!”

You heard him groan above you, the tight fit rattling his spine. You cried out as he lifted your legs, hips quickly pistoning inside of you. Sobbing incoherently, you clawed at his chest as he hovered above you. “I- Stop!” His cock split you open, the messy sounds echoing around you as your husky voice called out to him.

Blinking rapidly, you tried to focus on his face, whimpering as his eyes bore into you, sweat dripping from his tense visage down onto you. He was quiet the entire time, not speaking as he fucked you roughly. Groaning and panting, he was otherwise silent as he focused entirely on your expression.

Writhing beneath him, you gripped his wrists as he held your hips still, his own crashing into yours roughly. “I can’t! S’too much!” You tossed your head to the side, brows pinched as he filled you up just to pull nearly out, filling you once more.

Your husband grunted above you, shuddering at your words. With a sharp gasp, his thrusts faltered, moans stifled as he rubbed your overstimulated and sore clit. You slapped his chest, tears at the corners of your eyes, “It hurts! Stop it, stop!”

However, Hotaru paid you no mind, panting as his climax washed over him, hips bucking without rhythm as you felt him pump his cum inside you. Dragging your nails down his chest once more and shaking your head, tears slipping down into your hairline. “No more! Please, ‘Taru!”

His gaze was focused as he met your own, but you whimpered, body quaking as you didn’t see any recognition in his intense stare. Instead, his eyes drifted down your body, large palm pressing into your belly. You choked out a moan as he moved his hips subtly, cock stroking your gspot as he pressed down harder.

You could see the edges of your vision turn fuzzy as he began to pump his hips again, the pace just as face and brutal. Gasping, you coughed roughly, hands pulling at his weakly, whimpering and crying out. As he pounded you, feeling your breasts bounce, your sudden climax had you shrieking before your field of vision went cloudy and you passed out.

Hotaru watched you from his position above you, admiring your blissed out expression as he made love to you. Licking his lips, he moaned as you finished around him, cunt once again tightening like a vice, squeezing him tighter than you had all night. Moaning loud and sharp, he winced while his hips continued their pace.

Panting heavily, his drool dripped down to your chest, your eyes closed and face no longer pinched. Gritting his teeth, he bowed his head forward, hips jerking roughly. After his intense orgasm before, he couldn’t deny that the overstimulation was beginning to hurt him as well. Grabbing your legs, he pressed them to his chest. Anchoring his heels in the soft bed, he pressed you tighter up against yourself.

Now that you were unconscious, it was easier to fold your body how he wanted to. Gritting his teeth, he felt himself reach deeper inside of you. “Ahh! Fuck!” Eyes closing, his face tensed as his body slowly began to as well. Panting desperately for air, he felt himself shudder as he finished once more, filling you with more hot cum.

Hands fell from your legs to either side of your head, sweat and drool dripping from him down to you as you remained blissfully unaware of how his cock throbbed and pulsed inside your hot cunt. His body quaked with aftershocks and pumped a bit more cum deep inside you.

Fisting his hands into the pillow on either side of your face, he groaned. His energy was spent, having already been exhausted from his training out in the forest surrounding the village. He wanted to keep going, not quite satisfied with his work, but having to admit he was as spent as you were.

With his last coherent train of thought, he moved your legs and slid out from between them. Collapsing next to you, he pulled you so your back was flush against his chest. Using his legs, he dragged the blankets up closer, tossing off the top comforter, and draping the two of you in the soft thin sheet.

Catching his breath, he littered your shoulders with kisses and bites, not caring if they would be visible above your kimono in the morning. Everyone in the village knew you belonged to him and him alone, so it wouldn’t matter if you were marked up. Sighing tiredly, his hands drifted over your body, scratching you with his nails before cupping your breasts.

Feeling sleep overtake him, he squeezed you before allowing himself to pass out.

All too soon, however, his eyes were cracking open once more, groaning as the sun shone through the window. You were still sleeping soundly next to him, face buried in the pillows and back rising with each deep breath.

Stretching tall, Hotaru felt his joints pop and crack. He didn’t like to stay too long after sunrise, preferring to train when the morning was still cool. Sitting up, he winced at the dull ache in his hips. He rolled his shoulders, swinging his thick legs over the side of the bed, moving to get up before your smaller hand grabbed his wrist.

Humming in thought, he turned, looking for your eyes under your mess of hair as it was splayed out on the pillow. “‘Taru…” Your grip was weak considering you were barely awake, and it would have been child’s play to break away from you. However, your enormous husband smiled softly, turning and crawling back into bed to cuddle you into his strong arms.

You hummed happily, eyes closing once more as you settled in his grip. His voice was husky as he whispered in your ear, delighting in how you shuddered, “Good morning. How are you feeling?” You laughed softly, the sound barely passing your lips.

“Sore. Wonder why that is? Don’t think I’ll-” Yawning widely, you rolled your shoulders, “Don’t think I’ll be able to walk very well this morning.” You blinked blearily at him, a soft smile on your tired face.

He couldn’t help but lick his lips, grinning smugly. “You’re lucky I let you leave the house at all.” His hand drifted down, grabbing your ass roughly, smirking as you moaned and hid your face in his chest. “You’re mine. Nobody should ever get to see you again. The only forge you have any business being in is mine.”

You laughed softly, kissing his chest where you could reach him, “You’re not even in your own forge nowadays, Hotaru. I get lonely without having you.” He scoffed at your words, grumbling under his breath.

You squealed as he squeezed you tight. “Don’t care. Don’t let me see you getting too friendly with anyone else while I’m gone, understand me?” His gaze was on you now, pulling you back from his chest.

You sighed lovingly as you took in his face with the morning sunlight. “You’re so handsome, I love you.” He crinkled his nose, watching as his words went in one side and out the other. Sighing at your helpless nature, he pulled you into his lap before sitting up.

“We can make it to the hot springs and back before it's time to make a proper breakfast.” You whined in his grip as he stood up, placing you in a nearby chair as he found some clothes for the both of you. Tying you up in a loose kimono, he grabbed another larger one for himself, tying it closed and moving to lift you up once more.

You giggled happily in his arms, still veiled in a thin shroud of sleep. “You wore me out last night… I’m not sure I remember half of it.” Hotaru grunted, grabbing his mask before walking to the entryway and grabbing yours as well.

Slipping on his sandals, he hefted you up higher in his arms, “You passed out.” You were speechless for a moment, staring at him from under your sunny mask, before laughing quietly to yourself.

“You’re horrible! Tecchin was right, you’re a handful!” Hotaru snorted under his mask, holding you closer to his chest. You listened to his heartbeat as well as his deep voice as he spoke up once more.

“Please, you’re just as much of a handful. We’re a perfect match for each other, no one else could handle us.” You laughed again, waking up as the sun filtered through the trees as he carried you to the hot springs.

Leaning up, you tapped his cheek with your mask then his ear over his bandana in a makeshift kiss. “You’re right… I’d be a mess without you, you know.” Resting your cheek on his chest once more, the two of you basked in the morning sunlight together.

Wiggling your nose, you looked away as you got closer to the hot springs. “Gross.” You felt your husband’s shoulders shake slightly, silent laughter at your childish tone. “Oh well, at least I get to soak with you!”

You nuzzled his neck, rubbing his chest as he crested the steps to show a large pool of steaming water. You wiggled in his grasp, hearing his laugh softly as he put you down before scrambling to pick you back up as your legs gave out. You slapped his chest as his arms wound around your waist, pulling you snug and tight against him once more.

“You did this! This is your fault!” You slipped your mask up to rest atop your head, smiling fondly at your beloved. Once yours was secured, you moved to tug his off along with his bandana.

Hotaru pouted at you before smiling softly and kissing you gently. Sitting you on the edge of the spring, he easily stripped you of your kimono before stripping himself down as well. Wading into the spring, he bundled you back into his arms and sat the two of you against the inner wall.

Sighing contentedly, you apologetically pet the red scratches on his chest. “Sorry…” You smiled up at him softly before kissing them, noticing how some had dried blood on them. “I should trim my nails down a little, I think…”

He grabbed your hand, kissing your knuckles before relaxing back, stretching his legs out. “Don’t worry about it, I was the one who pushed you last night.” You smiled, relaxing against him, mischievous eyes looking up at him.

“And yet you’re not apologizing.” Your husband scoffed, not bothering to look down at you, opting to squeeze you tightly instead before loosening his grip just as quick.

“Because I’m not sorry. You’re my wife, I’ll take you however I please whenever I want.” You balked at his steady words, his tone final.

“Hotaru Haganezuka! You’re bad!” You bit his chest before blowing a loud raspberry against him. He laughed loudly, moving so that he could kiss your forehead. You slapped him lightly, shaking your head but basking in his laughter. “What on earth am I going to do with you?”

He hummed, relaxing back against the spring’s wall again. “Stay with me. Forever.” His suddenly sincere tone had your chest welling up in affection and adoration. Sighing softly, you rested back against him, smiling.

“Of course. Always.” Hotaru pet your hair, relaxing in the early morning rays in the deserted hot spring with you in his arms. Thoughts of work began creeping into his head, but he pushed them off, wanting to spend just a little more time with you in sweet intimacy.

[lennat2]

Plz reblog!

[mamayan]

Ahem. Hotaru Haganezuka ask here. He is a virgin but he's good w his fingers.

Anything for you!♥️ I need to write more for him, he’s such a cutie. I totally screwed up and forgot the virgin aspect, but he’s 100% a virgin before marriage so… this is just some relationship fluff.

☆彡Break Time★彡

Hotaru Haganezuka x Wife! Reader

TW: Spanking (¿) • Couples Argument • Fingering (F) • Very light edging/overstimulation

It’s been days, and for the first time in his life, Hotaru felt guilty.

He knew his own passion and obsession for work worried his fellow colleagues, especially Kozo, who often would monitor and intervene if he was taking it too far and jeopardizing his health. He’d never expressed his gratitude properly, as he is forced to swallow the bitter medicine of experiencing this stress himself.

There you were, his adorable and sweet new bride, working still. Even now. Hardly eating, not sleeping, and while you’ve bathed that’s the longest you’ve pulled yourself from your work. He wanted to be understanding, because truly he too enjoyed the craft he’s dedicated his life too… but it’s different when it’s you throwing your health away. His hypocrisy lost on him though, as he only focuses on the rising anger at your carelessness for your health. Never mind how he treats himself, that’s not the issue here.

You hadn’t moved in eight hours, not even when he spoke or tried to touch you. Instead, you became enraged when he attempted to intervene or redirect.

Hotaru is not a patient man. If he hadn’t been busy with his own work, you wouldn’t have gotten away with this so long.

Your sass and attitude maxing out his boiling point, though not a difficult thing to do, when you’d snapped at him.

“Hotaru! You’re being a nuisance, please let me focus!” You huffed, your tired eyes and furrowed brows not cute enough to stop his explosion.

“Woman! You’re done! Time for a damn break,” you’re hauled into his arms, before being thrown over his shoulder as he furiously rambles at you.

“What’re you even thinking?! Do you want to die?! When was the last time you ate, huh?! Or slept?!” His mood coupled with being torn from your concentration and lack of sleep, ignites your own fiery rage.

You begin pounding uselessly at his wide back, kicking your feet and making his eye twitch as you shout back.

“Idiot! I’m not tired, put me down! Who’re you to judge?! Ah!” You jolt, crying out and cutting your tirade short when a large palm smacks your ass. He lands another on the other cheek even as he storms towards your home.

“I’m stupid?! If you’re not tired, that’s fine. I’ll help make you tired.” He’s fuming, but it’s not anything new with the hot blooded man.

You go to speak again, but a firm squeeze to your ass has you hushing, your gut instinct telling you not to rile him up further. He enters your home and goes straight for your shared bedroom, gently swinging you back to your feet and pushing you down onto your bed.

He tosses the mask and hair cover, revealing his irritated expression and dark gaze.

“You gonna fix that attitude and sleep or am I gonna have to make you?” His arms crossed over his chest expose his forearms as his haori slides up. The thick veins and muscles have you somewhat simmering down, your work becoming slightly less important as you peak up at your husband.

It feels like you’re losing though, as you pout and contemplate the best route to returning to work.

You could give in, but when has he ever made it easy to tear him from his work? You had to tickle him to disable him long enough for Kozo to drag him home. Even then, you had to threaten him within an inch of his life to make him settle and do basic hygiene and eat. You’d become familiar with his knives and throwing them.

Thinking about what a pain he is when it comes to overworking, you can’t help pushing back.

“This is unfair Taru, I’m nearly done anyway so just let me—,”

“Fucking stubborn.” He mutters under his breath, truly not seeing the irony. He drops to his knees, gripping your shoulders and manhandling you onto his lap, sitting your back to his chest while he snickers at your protests.

“You really don’t want to be good for me?” His gruff tone has you pausing in your fight, swallowing thickly at the implication.

You do want to be good for him, but he’s clearly rubbed off on you because you also don’t feel like listening. Being so sleep deprived, you worried if you did rest you’d lose all sense of creativity and your work would be ruined if you stopped now.

“I-I do, but Taru…oh,” you still as you feel his rough hands smooth over your clothes, before slipping beneath to feel your bare thighs.

“Not oh,” He mocks teasingly, leaning over you to lick the shell of your ear as you softly squeal and try to turn away. “You need to say ‘yes my darling Hotaru, my wonderful husband, always know best’.” He can’t see you rolling your eyes, but he knows you aren’t amused in your cranky state. “Don’t want to listen?” His question is foreboding but you just huff in annoyance, trying to wiggle your hips to make his hands either move where you want them or release you.

He lets his fingers dance over your skin for a moment, enjoying the feeling of you in his arms after so many days apart.

Hotaru lets one finger drag up your bare slit, groaning as he realizes you wore nothing beneath your yukata.

“Did you not miss me?” He whispers in your ear, and the moan you release as he lightly uses your slick to coat your clit is lovely. “Your work truly can’t wait? Even for this?” He presses into you, sinking one thick finger deep inside while you pant and grind down onto his hand. “Taru~ feels good,” you melt into his firm chest, letting him slowly pump his digit in and out of your pussy.

He chuckles, letting you get nice and comfortable before he removes his finger, your whine met with a harsh slap over your clit.

He laughs at your cry, back to rubbing soothing circles again. “Didn’t want you falling asleep, you said you weren’t tired right?” Your arousal spiked but annoyance ignited again, you wrap your arms behind you, around his own neck. He complies to your nonverbal demand by leaning further and kissing you, swallowing your moans as you open for him to invade.

Your mouth is nearly as hot as your pussy, his finger returning with another to sink inside you again.

You’re putty in no time. One arm around your waist to keep you still as you moan and cry for him, begging for him to go faster or harder because he’s just shy of doing enough make you cum.

“What’s wrong doll? Wasn’t I a nuisance earlier, but now you’re making so many demands. At least this mouth is cute and honest.” He’s doing it on purpose, keeping your peak just out of reach as you slowly unfold in his arms. The squelching of your pussy is noisy, especially when he picks up speed and intensity, only to drop back to an agonizingly slow and exploratory pace. He has nail marks in his arms, but he’s uncaring as he dedicates his full attention to making you as wet as possible without letting you have an orgasm.

His eyes track your face, tears finally bubbling over and spilling as you sniff and babble at him, begging for forgiveness and mercy.

“Look at you pretty thing, am I just so deep inside your pussy?” He’s not letting you answer, slotting his lips against your own again as he begins to increase his pace, slipping yet another finger inside you. You’ve been held on the edge so long you can’t hold back anymore, crying into his mouth as you finally cum.

Hotaru breaks the kiss in amazement as you jerk and try to claw out of his hold, whining almost as if in pain until he sees the fluids from your pussy squirting out.

“Taru, please, no, I can’t—” you nearly choke on the words, unable to hardly breathe because he just keeps going. Those rough calloused fingers filling you up and spreading you wide as they fuck you.

Unfortunately for you, he’s not paying attention. Too focused and enamored with how much you came, how hard and intense, and without even meaning to, you’re sent over the edge again. You nearly wail, the force of your muscles contracting as the pleasure explodes behind your eyes is enough to almost render you unconscious.

The way you shake and writhe in his arms finally breaks his focus as he looks down at you, so fucked out from his fingers alone you can’t keep your eyes open.

A part of him wants to make you do that again, but another acknowledges his wife needs rest like he originally intended to force.

Orgasms were good for sleep though, right? He always found his mood improving after he’s came, and clearly it worked well for you. Your soft nearly boneless figure in his arms proof.

“Sleepy?” He’s soft, kissing your forehead and cheeks, rubbing his nose against yours as you yawn and nod. “Mhm…” he doesn’t tease you further, laying you down properly on the bed, and getting up for a damp wash rag to clean up, and even making sure you drink some water. He was a bit worried of dehydration since you’d cum so hard.

He could go back to work, there’s another project he needs to start soon…

Your warm and sleepy figure in bed stops him though. He can’t resist stripping and climbing in with you, pulling you close and breathing you in.

While he’s not going to stop work for something measly like sleep or food, he’d never say no to this. Holding you. Sleeping beside you. Waking up with you.

[drops-of-moonlights]

and rounding up the Solar System Senshi, the future squad! Which gives me the chance to talk about my version of the Quartet so I'm happy about that lol. More below!

"Under the protection of the Silver Crystal, the Senshi Apprentice of Love and Justice, Sailor Chibimoon! In the name of the future's Moon, I'll PUNISH YOU!"

Tsubasa's first Senshi form! She uses a copy of Usagi's powers, weaker but manageable, and she is. Not happy about that lol. Her collar has 4 stripes and her hair is far closer to Usagi's in this form.

"Fighting in the name of Justice, blessed by the stars, Sailor Eros! And in the name of Justice, I'll crush you!"

Tsubasa's real Senshi form! And all she needed was watching her only friend die! Fun times for this girl. The future Senshi team are united in their gloves having unique ends, no sleeves, and no stripes in their collar.

"Fighting in the name of Grace, Sailor Ceres! Your heart will scatter like petals in the wind!"

Chiara! She's what happens when you mix Minako's flair, Rei's determination and Michiru's ego, aka she's insufferable (affectionate). Unlike canon Ceres she's yellow here just to balance the color coordination better, but she keeps pink for all the wild roses in her attire. Her Senshi power is over flora and wind, her alternate title the Senshi of Spring. All of the future team sans Tsubasa look up to one specific member of the Inners, and Chiara looks up to Rei.

"Fighting in the name of Innocence, Sailor Pallas! I'll make you curl up in regret!"

Paola! Like her original anime counterpart she's somewhat childish with a dark streak the size of the Moon lol. She's actually the oldest of 3 kids (the Quartet isn't related in the AU), so she has her friends to unwind and be less of a second parental figure, hence her childish tendencies. Her orb belt is purely decorative! Her power as Pallas is over weather with a focus on snow/ice, wind and lightning, getting the moniker of Senshi of Winter. The Inner she looks up to the most is Minako.

"Fighting in the name of Willpower, Sailor Juno! I'll grind you into dust for your actions!"

Joana! I made her butch and therefore she gets pants when transformed just like Haruka does. She's attentive and wants to help others, but can be sometimes overbearing in that desire and ends up wanting to do everything herself instead. As Juno her power is over earth, particularly sand and rocks, as well as wind and some level of decay, earning the title of Senshi of Autumn. The Inner she looks up to the most is Makoto.

"Fighting in the name of Instinct, Sailor Vesta! In the name of Vesta, I'll burn you!"

Vera! Fighty girl with a sense of justice as big as her lack of self-preservation. Loves animals. Loves sports. Is actually the smartest of the team, she just doesn't care about how well she does in school lol. As Vesta her power covers fire, light and wind (The Quartet shares Wind as a power as you've seen already lol), focusing on making heatwaves and heat in general, earing the title of Senshi of Summer. The Inner she looks up to is Mio.

"Fighting in the name of Rebirth, touched by the Silence, Sailor Saturn! You won't be able to escape your fate!"

Hotaru 2.0! Now with less trauma! I don't have much to say about her, she's pretty self-explanatory, but fuku-wise she doesnt' get the classic petal sleeves until her upgrade form and she has dark thights now. The Inner she looks up to the most is Usagi, which causes minor conflict with Tsubasa.

"Fighting in the name of Insight, Sailor Nemesis! You'll reflect on your wrongdoing right this instant!"

And we end with Lia! The youngest of the team, she's quiet and shy when not with her friends, but she's vindictive and tries really hard to not let her feelings get the best of her. She also prefers to leave others to take care of important stuff. As stated before, Nemesis has powers over mirrors and reflections, giving her minor control over metal, light, darkness and even water. The Inner she looks up to the most is Ami.