#itto arataki x reader

[crystallinestars]

Just Confess Already!

A collection of drabbles about how your man's closest companions help him overcome his fears and finally confess his feelings for you.

Characters: Wriothesley, Neuvillette, Kaveh, Tighnari, Lyney, Itto, Childe, and Baizhu.

Part 2 here.

Wriothesley:

🐺 Ever since Sigewinne saw you and Wriothesley in each other’s company, she instantly figured out you two liked each other. She knew you had feelings for the Duke because she has exceptional people-reading skills and could see right through you. You tried to hide your feelings from Wriothesley, but Sigewinne could tell how your heart raced when in his presence, the subtle heat in your cheeks and the secret glances you threw his way when you thought he wasn’t looking. Honestly, she might have thought you had a fever at first if these symptoms didn’t occur only when the Lord of the Fortress of Meropide was around. Since you hid your feelings, Sigewinne assumed that you weren’t certain if Wriothesley liked you back, to which the Fortress’s nurse could only shake her head because how can you not see he likes you?

🐺 Wriothesley knows your favorite tea blend like the back of his hand, and yet he constantly invites you to try out a new blend he made that he thinks you’ll like. Everyone knows how much the Duke loves tea, but surely you can tell that he uses the tea as an excuse to get you to stay longer and spend more time with him? Moreover, Wriothesley shows off more in front of you, trying to impress you with his extensive tea collection intellect, hospitality, physique—anything, really. Sigewinne could tell how his body language shifted to appear more confident, how his voice pitched a little lower to an almost sultry timbre, and yet despite his laidback smile, the micro-expressions on his face told her clear as day that he was nervous about interacting with you. Much like you, he hid his feelings because he wasn’t sure if you liked him. Even when Sigewinne tells him that you do like him back, the Duke doesn’t fully believe her, the idiot.

🐺 Once she gets fed up with watching the two of you pussyfoot around each other, Sigewinne comes up with a covert plan on how to get at least one of you to confess their feelings. She comes up with excuses to send you over to see Wriothesley (and as expected, he keeps you around longer than you intend), finds out what foods and flowers you like to pass that information to Wriothesley in a casual conversation (and suddenly you find your favorite snacks or flowers delivered to you from an unknown sender), and consistently eavesdrops on your pair to make sure things were going smoothly. As expected, her plan works like a charm and it doesn’t take long for Wriothesley to confess to you, much to the Melusine’s delight. Later on when she and the Duke have lunch together, she’ll congratulate him on his new relationship before smugly saying “I told you Y/N liked you too.”

Neuvillette:

⚖️ Neuvillette’s emotions were generally a mystery to most people, even to the Melusines working under him. However, all it took was for one Melusine to see the soft and tender look in the Chief Justice’s eyes when he gazed at you during one of your outings, and before long, every Melusine in Fontaine heard the news that their beloved Monsieur Neuvillette found a human to love. At first they were just rumors, but a few Melusines working at Palais Mermonia confirmed that the reclusive Iudex did indeed make time in his busy schedule to see you regularly. The evidence all pointed to the idea that Neuvillette and you must be lovers, because why else would the Chief Justice give you such special treatment compared to most other humans? Their assumption was almost correct. Neuvillette did indeed love you, but the two of you weren’t a couple.

⚖️ With this revelation, the Melusines begin approaching you more frequently than before, many of them greeting and congratulating you. When you ask them what they were congratulating you for, they only reply with “Why, on your engagement of course!” before skipping away to carry out their duties without giving you a chance to ask who you were supposedly engaged to. Your puzzlement persists until one day, when you were having your regular meeting with Neuvillette to relax over a cup of water tea, a Melusine approached your pair to congratulate you on your engagement to each other. You almost spat out your drink as the puzzle pieces fell into place, and could only watch with wide eyes as Neuvillette gently corrected the Melusine, telling her that you weren’t engaged before patting her head in comfort. Though he appeared his usual composed self, internally he was as flustered as you. Understanding her mistake, the Melusine sheepishly apologized before leaving to tell her sisters the truth behind your relationship.

⚖️ The news sadden the Melusines, but they figure that if the two of you aren’t together, then they can help you! In their eyes, both you and Neuvillette really liked each other based on how each of you behaved around the other. A few of them take it upon themselves to give you a little push by telling you all about how kind, gracious, just, and reliable Neuvillette is. He’s so amazing, surely you want to spend your life with a man like him by your side, right? As for Neuvillette, though Melusines aren’t experts on human courtship, they observed enough human couples to give the Iudex suggestions on how to court you. One Melusine recommends he give you flowers, and Neuvillette doesn’t have the heart to disappoint her, so one day he gifts you a bouquet of flowers while awkwardly avoiding your gaze. The process of getting you two together is a slow one, but once you finally become a couple after a long period of pining, the Melusines celebrate and congratulate you (this time for good reason), overjoyed to have helped bring your hearts together.

Kaveh:

🍷 Mehrak may be an artificial life form, but it can tell that its owner likes you. Like, really likes you to the point of doodling your image in his sketchbook, saving up as much money as he can to take you out to eat, and taking a ridiculous amount of time getting ready when he has plans to meet up with you. He has to look perfect for you, or so Kaveh told Mehrak. Having seen how infatuated it’s owner is with you, and also seen the lovestruck gaze you give the architect every time you two meet, Mehrak concludes that Kaveh and you must be a loving couple with how you pine for one another. But as time passes, Mehrak realizes that you two aren’t holding hands, hugging, or kissing like the couples it has seen do, and the sentient suitcase becomes confused. In its mind, you two are already together, so why aren’t you being as affectionate as it knows you want to be? Perhaps you two need a little push to get closer, it thinks, before it comes up with things it could do to help.

🍷 From there, whenever Kaveh designs new buildings, Mehrak will do its best to incorporate design elements it knows you like into Kaveh’s sketches. Kaveh knows what you like too, and easily recognizes your favorite flowers in the garden blueprints, fountains in the courtyard (because you said you like them), as well as your favorite vases and rugs in the interior blueprints. They’re not what Kaveh was planning, and he scolds Mehrak for deviating from his vision, but the little suitcase doesn’t stop. When it sees items or foods you like on display in the street stalls, it will fly over to them and give a cheerful chirp as if signaling Kaveh to buy them to give you as a gift. But out of everything Mehrak does, what flusters Kaveh the most is when it drags him to you. When Mehrak spots you in the distance, it grows excited and flies over to greet you thereby yanking the poor architect with it who can do nothing but hold onto his creation for dear life.

🍷 Mehrak’s efforts eventually pay off because there comes a point where Kaveh can’t stop thinking about you. He already thought about you a lot as evident by his sketches of you in his private notebook, but Mehrak’s actions served to constantly remind the architect of you and made him fall even more in love with you. It’s at this point that Kaveh gathers up the courage to finally confess to you. Mehrak couldn’t be happier to see the two of you together once you accept Kaveh’s feelings, even doing a little happy dance in celebration of completing its mission.

Tighnari:

🍄 Collei won’t know that her teacher likes you until one fateful evening when she heads toward Tighnari’s living quarters to ask him a question, and accidentally overhears him and Cyno talking about Tighnari’s romantic feelings for you. It comes as a surprise to her because she genuinely had no idea her teacher loved you. He didn’t seem to treat you any differently from anyone else, but that’s only because Tighnari does a really good job at keeping his feelings on the down low. Now that she knew, suddenly everything made sense. All the times Tighnari freed up his busy schedule to provide you help when you asked for it, the way he attentively listened to you and was the first to help if you got injured, his many gifts of various potions and plants that were good for your health, and even the fact that he frequently let you touch his ears and tail were all subtle signs of his affection for you!

🍄 With this new knowledge in hand, Collei schedules a day to hang out with you. Her main goal was to get your help with some of her reading materials since you often helped her when Tighnari was too busy, but her second reason was to ask you about your feelings for her teacher. When she works up the courage to breach the question, she gets the best answer she could have hoped for. You told her you really liked Tighnari, and Collei’s eyes practically sparkle in excitement. She respects your request to not tell Tighnari about your feelings, but unfortunately ends up breaking that promise, but not of her own free will.

🍄 When she tried subtly pushing Tighnari into courting you, she wasn’t as slick about it as she thought because her teacher is too perceptive, and Tighnari quickly found out what she was planning. The forest ranger confronted her about her strange behaviour, and Collei felt pressured to tell him everything. She tells him all about the conversation she overheard between him and Cyno, how his feelings for you were mutual, and about her good intentions to help you and him get together. Tighnari isn’t mad at her. If anything, he might thank her later for giving him this information, but not before giving her a talking-to about messing in other people’s business. Though her plans didn’t go as expected and she had to reveal your secret, in the end, things still worked out the way she hoped. After that fateful conversation, Tighnari sought you out to finally make his feelings for you clear, and Collei felt a sense of accomplishment at having done something good for the people she cared about.

Lyney:

🎩 Lynette knows pretty quickly when her brother develops a crush on you. The way he ekes out time out of his schedule to visit you regularly and his constant flirting are some of his tells. And if that wasn’t obvious enough, then the silly grin he wears while talking about you, and the magic tricks he designs and practices for hours on end just to impress you with are all Lynette needs to know that Lyney is down bad for you. Knowing about her brother’s romantic feelings, Lynette will tag along with him during some of his meetings with you to observe and get to know you better. She is pleasantly surprised to learn that you like Lyney back, and finds some amusement in watching the two of you grow flustered with each other’s flirting. Even so, she honestly would much rather not witness her brother flirting and trying to court the object of his affection since she finds it icky and feels like a third wheel.

🎩 Despite her reservations, Lynette does her best to support Lyney’s love life since she wants him to be happy. She watches Lyney’s feelings grow from a crush to full-fledged love over the passage of time, and the growing nervousness and anxiety that comes with it. Lyney spends a lot of time coming up with magic tricks to impress you with and practices them until they’re polished and come like second nature to him. Even so, he still gets really nervous about performing them for you, even doubting whether you’ll like them. That’s when Lynette comes in with words of encouragement and support to try and ease his nerves. If that doesn’t work, she tells Lyney point blank that you like him back. Had these words come from anyone else, Lyney wouldn’t have believed them. However, because it’s Lynette whom he knows is really good at reading people, Lyney believes her, albeit with a great deal of questions about how she can be so sure about her deduction.

🎩 Even now knowing you like him back, Lyney is still too nervous to confess, so Lynette changes tactics. She tries to give you hints about Lyney’s feelings for you, calling out his behaviour right in front of you by saying things like “You’ve never given me any Rainbow Roses, and yet give Y/N a whole bunch of them!” or “Lyney pulled a lot of all-nighters to try and perfect this trick just to show you”, much to Lyney’s dismay. Lynette does this in part because she likes to tease her brother, but also because she hopes you’ll get the hint and maybe confess your feelings first if Lyney won’t. Regardless of who confesses first, the end result will still be Lyney and you becoming lovers because Lynette can be a surprisingly good wingwoman. It brings a small smile to her lips to see the two of you happy in each other’s company now that your feelings are out in the open. All she wants is for her brother to be happy, and she’s glad that he can find that happiness with you.

Itto:

🐂 The Arataki gang had long been aware of Itto’s feelings for you, what with how frequently Itto talks about you and how he turns into an awkward, blushing mess when you’re around. Genta, Mamoru, and Akira decide to team up to concoct a series of plans on how to finally get you and Itto together, and agree that first Itto should try to court you to win your heart. They recommend Itto a bunch of romantic and affordable gifts he could give you, street stalls to take you to for delicious (and cheap) food, as well as the type of compliments Itto should say to flatter you (though all Itto can manage is “You have, uh… really nice hair!”). It's a whole operation the gang affectionately calls Operation: Helping Boss win Y/N’s heart. Shinobu has to keep a watchful eye on the proceedings of said operation lest her friends get carried away and start planning an expensive wedding before you and Itto even become a couple.

🐂 When Itto feels like it’s time for him to confess his feelings to you, he invites you to meet under a large sakura tree. The Arataki gang come along with him and sit in the nearby bushes to spy on the two of you. You’ll hear hushed “You can do it, boss! We believe in you!” from the bushes as the gang members encourage Itto and give him thumbs up. As much as Itto appreciates his boys’ support, now is not the time, he thinks as he looks at you with flushed cheeks, flustered by his group’s antics. Shinobu facepalms off to the side before dragging Mamoru, Akira, and Genta away to give you and Itto some privacy, but silently wishes him luck with his confession before leaving.

🐂 The gang eagerly awaits the results of the confession, feeling just as nervous as Itto. However, they don’t have to wait long because Itto’s loud whoop of joy soon reverberates through the area, indicating that you accepted his feelings. A little while later, the boys will throw a party to celebrate the occasion, splurging on some tasty food and drink, and congratulate Itto on finding love. Though they want to find love themselves, they’re still incredibly proud of their boss because they know the effort it took him to get to this point. Even Shinobu offers Itto a couple of words of congratulations. From then on, the gang will work hard to welcome you into their group and give you as much respect as they give Itto due to your status as his lover.

Childe:

🐋 From the way Childe talked about you in his letters, his younger siblings were convinced that you and him were already dating. Wanting to meet the person special to their big brother’s heart, they begged and pleaded with him to invite you over to introduce you to them. Once Ajax relents and brings you to meet his family, his younger siblings swarm you with questions about yourself and their brother, before Teucer enthusiastically asks when you’ll be marrying Ajax. You exchange awkward glances with Childe, and before the Harbinger can even attempt to resolve the misunderstanding, with a heavy heart you explain to Teucer that you and Ajax are not even dating (hearing that kind of hurts Childe, he won’t lie).

🐋 The expressions of shock and disappointment that Teucer and the rest of the younger siblings give you is honestly heart-wrenching and makes you feel a little guilty. “So, you don’t like big brother?” Teucer asks sadly. You correct him and admit that you do like Ajax, but you don’t specify exactly how. The children will pester you to tell them what kind of “like” you mean, but thankfully Ajax saves you from their badgering. Only Tonia figures out that your “like” is more of a “love”, but she is smart enough to not blab about your feelings to Teucer and Anton.

🐋 Despite their earlier disappointment, the children take a liking to you and constantly ask Ajax to bring you along on their family adventures or simply invite you to play games with them. During your hangouts, the children tell you about how Childe talks about you in his letters, basically ratting out his feelings for you much to Childe’s mortification. They also try to convince you to date their brother because, in their eyes, you two make a cute couple and Ajax looks really happy when next to you. The children won’t know if their words managed to convince you until the night when you and Childe were preparing dinner in their kitchen. Tonia and her brothers had a question they wanted to ask you, however as they approached the kitchen, Tonia overheard you and her older brother discussing your feelings for one another. With a smile, she quietly lead Anton and Teucer away to give you two some time to sort out your feelings, though she’s confident that by tomorrow you will be an honorary addition to their family, and perhaps a real member sometime in the near future.

Baizhu:

🐍 Changsheng can easily tell that Baizhu likes you. The doctor is always polite and cordial, but with you he acts especially sweet and takes time to have a casual chat with you when you come to pick up your medicine. Fed up with constantly seeing him giving you pining glances, Changsheng asks why he won’t just confess to you and get this pining over with, to which Baizhu retorts that he’s too busy to manage a proper relationship. He worries he would be too busy to give those he loves enough time and attention, but he also fears that you don’t feel the same way. His response and stubbornness frustrate Changsheng.

🐍 Her frustration continues to grow when she observes you and notices that telltale nervous and bashful behaviour of yours whenever you talk to Baizhu. You don’t behave that way when talking to Qiqi or Gui, and you also inquire about Baizhu’s health often, clearly worried about him. Clearly, you like him more than just as your doctor. Changsheng feels like screaming when the three of you are in the same room together, forced to endure watching both Baizhu and you pining for one another, yet not making a move.

🐍 One day, after seeing yet another exchange between you and Baizhu that’s full of hidden longing yet leads nowhere, her patience finally snaps. “Ugh, I can’t take it anymore! Why won’t the two of you confess that you both love each other? It’s so obvious!” she exclaims and slithers out of the room with a huff to cool off her temper. She caught brief snippets of you asking Baizhu if what she said is true, before going out of earshot. She fumes for a little while, grumbling about how foolish you’re both behaving before making her way back. To her delight, she glimpses your rosy cheeks and happy grin, as well as Baizhu’s relieved expression from behind the doorway, and realizes you two finally confessed. At long last, after all this time she thinks and sighs in relief. Changsheng decides to extend her break and come back later, wanting to give you and Baizhu a chance to properly sort out your newfound relationship. She hopes Baizhu is prepared for the long talking-to shell give him about dragging out this situation for so long, but until then, she’ll guard the entrance to the room to make sure no one interrupts you.

[iomoru]

Skater! Bf who...

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➢ 𝐒𝐲𝐩𝐧𝐨𝐬𝐢𝐬: Your skater boyfriend loves showing off for you, from teaching you tricks to dedicating his wins. He’s always finding ways to make you feel special and be his own lucky charm.

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Skater! Bf who always insists on teaching you how to skateboard, even if you're terrible at it, saying, “You're already cool, but imagine how much cooler you'd be skateboarding next to me.”

Skater! Bf who makes playlists for your hangouts at the skate park, claiming that good music improves his tricks, but really, he just wants to impress you.

Skater! Bf who nonchalantly gives you his hoodie when you're at the park late and it gets chilly, acting like it's no big deal, even though he secretly loves how you look in it.

Skater! Bf who drags you to every skate competition, hyping himself up by saying, “I'm about to win this for you,” but actually gets extra nervous because you're watching.

Skater! Bf who tries to teach you the names of tricks but always ends up showing off instead, grinning when you roll your eyes at his antics.

Skater! Bf who insists on holding your hand while skating, claiming it's for your balance, but really, he just likes having an excuse to touch you.

Skater! Bf who always pulls you onto his board for tandem rides, grinning ear to ear because it means you're closer to him.

Skater! Bf who doodles little designs on his grip tape and dedicates one corner to sketching something that reminds him of you.

Skater! Bf who never fails to film his tricks when you're around, just so he can go back and point out the moments when he spotted you smiling at him.

Skater! Bf who constantly teases you for being his “good luck charm,” especially after nailing a trick, saying, “You're the reason I landed that kickflip, obviously.”

Skater! Bf who always makes sure you're his passenger princess on the way to or from the park, his board rattling in the backseat while he sneaks glances at you and grins like you're his biggest win yet.

[dawn-moths]

thinking about being itto's little crybaby, crystalline tears shimmering like diamonds on your lashline as he fucks further into you, surprisingly controlled and gentle, though, given the sheer size of him, no amount of tenderness can make up for just how big he is, thick cock bullying its way deeper into your tight wet heat, every vein and velvety ridge of his length making itself known as your cunt clenches around him.

you let out a pained whine when he nudges against your cervix, your little nails digging harder into his shoulders as you grip him for dear life, his solid muscles coiling beneath your trembling hold, a cascade of his silvery white hair caging you in as he leans over you, shadow dwarfing your fragile human form whenever you're like this.

he murmurs out a slurred apology and presses wet, open-mouthed kisses along your jaw, the heady pleasure coursing thick through him, flooding the both of you with desire.

"h-hurts, itto—" you whimper, a few of those tears tumbling from the edge of your vision as you squeeze your eyes shut, sucking in a sharp hiss.

itto stills, waiting for you to relax, and while he does, he presses his lips close to your ear and whispers, hot breath fanning against your neck, "i know, baby, but you're doing so good for me..."

your skin is sweat-slicked, soft and glistening. itto's strong hands find purchase on the backs of your thighs, sliding down to grip the crook of your knees, helping to reposition you slightly, encouraging you to hook your ankles together around his waist. you feel him pulse inside of you, the weight of him your anchor, the sting of the stretch reigniting as soon as he pushes in impossibly deeper, even half an inch feeling like it'll put you over the edge.

"just hold onto me, baby," he coos, pressing a chaste kiss to your temple in hopes that it'll help soothe the pain. "i've got you. i'll be as careful as i can..."

and he is.

he's never more delicate with anything or anyone than when he's handling you, all of that reckless, rambunctious energy put to rest when he has you beneath him. though, he can't quite help but get a little bit rough right before he comes. it's in his nature, all that carnal, animalistic desire making him forget himself, even if only for the duration of the final few thrusts it takes for him to spill inside of you, filling you to the brim with his balmy love.

but when your eyes are still misted over with tears, sparkling, salty streaks drying on your cheeks as you come down from the high, itto is sure to carefully wipe them away with the calloused pad of his thumb. he smooths down your tousled hair the best he can, tucking a strand of it behind your ear. he holds you close while you recover, stroking gentle lines up and down your back until you've drifted off to sleep, making sure to tend to you in full once you're fully relaxed.

itto tries to be as gentle as he can, but he'd be lying if he said he didn't as least find a little sadistic satisfaction in the fact that he's the only one you trust enough to balance that kind of pain with the pleasure that's sure to follow.

besides, sometimes he thinks you're never more beautiful than when you're caged beneath the strength of his form, tears in your eyes, moaning his name until it clips off into nothing but whimpered little pleas.

[luxthestrange]

G.I Incorrect Quotes#109 Beach day more like B!tch day-

Ayato: Hey guys, what do you think about making that beach trip an annual thing?~

Y/n, Itto, and Gorou: No!

Takuya: Alright, that’s it, you guys. What happened out there?

Y/n: What? We took a walk~ Nothing happened. I came back with nothing all over me...

Takuya: What does that mean?

Ayato: Come on, what happened? Itto?

Itto: Alright...

Y/n: No. Itto, we swore we’d never tell!

Gorou: They’ll never understand.

Itto: But we have to say something. We have to get it out. It’s eating me alive.

Itto: Y/n got stung by a jellyfish!

Y/n: Alright! I got stung... Stung bad! I couldn’t stand...I- I couldn’t walk...

Gorou: We were two miles from the house. We were scared and alone. We didn’t think we could make it-

Y/n: I was in too much pain!

Itto: And I was tired from digging a huge hole!

Gorou: And then Itto remembered something- Itto: I’d seen this thing in the Discovery magazines!

Ayato: Wait a minute, I saw that!-On the Discovery Magazine Yeah, about jellyfish and how if you— EW! You peed on yourself?

Takuya and Thoma: EW!!

Y/n: You can’t say that! You don’t know! I thought I was gonna pass out from the pain. Anyway, I tried, but I couldn’t... bend that way. So...

Ayato,Thoma and Takuya look slowly at Itto who puffs his chest proudly

Ayato, Takuya, and Thoma: Ew!

Itto: That’s right!? I stepped up. They’re my compadre and they needed help! If I had to, I’d pee on any one of you!?!

Itto: Only, uh, I couldn’t... I got stage fright...I wanted to help but there was too much pressure. So, I, um, I turned to Gorou-

Gorou SCREAMS into his palms as he hides his face, shocking the gang, he whimpers with ears down and tail tucked

Gorou: Itto kept screaming at me!?! “Do it now. Do it. Do it now!” Sometimes, late at night, I can still hear the screaming!?!

Itto*Wheezes and looks at the gang with a grin*-That’s because sometimes I just do it through my wall to freak you out-

[mya-valentine]

Headcanon: Arataki Itto with an Equally Goofy S/O

With both of you being equally goofy, you're a chaotic force of nature wherever you go. Whether it’s pulling pranks on the Arataki Gang or causing a playful ruckus in Inazuma, people can’t help but smile at the sheer amount of fun and energy you two bring together.

Your relationship is filled with endless laughter and jokes. Itto loves how you’re always quick with a playful comeback, and the two of you constantly try to one-up each other with who can make the other laugh harder. There’s never a dull moment, and your shared sense of humor keeps things lively.

The two of you are always coming up with ridiculous competitions, like who can eat the most onigiri in one sitting or who can do the goofiest dance. Even the most mundane activities turn into epic showdowns when you’re together, and Itto thrives off the playful rivalry.

Itto is known for his love of pranks, and with you by his side, the two of you become the ultimate pranksters. The Arataki Gang never knows what to expect when you’re around. Whether it’s harmless tricks or elaborate schemes, you two are always plotting something mischievous.

You and Itto are each other’s biggest cheerleaders, even if the situation doesn’t call for it. Whether he’s about to enter a beetle battle or you’re preparing to take on a silly challenge, the two of you hype each other up like you’re about to conquer the world.

With both of you being so energetic and spontaneous, it’s not uncommon for your dates to turn into impromptu adventures. One minute, you’re relaxing by the beach, and the next, you’re racing across the island to see who can find the biggest beetle. Life is always an unpredictable journey with Itto by your side.

Itto’s love for you is as loud and energetic as he is, and with you being equally goofy, the two of you don’t hold back when it comes to showing affection. Whether it’s exaggerated declarations of love or playfully tackling each other in bear hugs, your affection is always lighthearted and fun.

Itto’s wild ideas often seem too far-fetched for most, but you’re right there with him, ready to take on the next big (and often absurd) challenge. Whether it’s building the most outrageous sandcastle or trying to break the record for the longest joke-telling session, you’re always game for whatever crazy idea he comes up with.

The banter between the two of you is constant, but it’s all in good fun. You’re always teasing each other about the most ridiculous things, like who has the goofiest laugh or who’s the better prankster. It’s all part of the fun, and it only brings you closer.

If one of you is feeling down or tired, the other is there to bring the energy back up. You both feed off each other’s excitement and joy, making it easy to bounce back from any bad day. Your positive, goofy attitudes keep your relationship lighthearted and fun.

Your goofy antics don’t just stop at pranking the gang—you and Itto love to embarrass them too. Whether it’s by doing an overly dramatic slow-motion run to each other in public or coming up with silly nicknames for the gang members, you both enjoy pushing their buttons in the funniest ways.

The two of you are constantly roasting each other, but it’s always in a loving way. Itto will crack jokes about your silly habits, and you’ll fire right back at him about his loud, dramatic nature. It’s all part of the goofy dynamic, and it only makes your bond stronger.

Whether it’s at festivals or just in the middle of nowhere, you and Itto love to break out into spontaneous (and often ridiculous) dance routines. You both get lost in the moment, not caring who’s watching, and it’s one of the ways you bond in your own goofy, carefree way.

You and Itto are inseparable partners in crime, always coming up with new schemes or silly ideas to try out together. Whether it’s sneaking into a festival early to get the best seats or trying to start a “beetle-battle tournament” in the middle of town, you’re always up for whatever fun idea Itto dreams up next.

No matter how goofy or outlandish the situation gets, you and Itto are always there to support each other. Even if his ideas seem crazy to everyone else, you’re right by his side, ready to join in and make the most of it. Itto loves how you never hold back and always embrace the fun with him.

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𝐰𝐚𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐞𝐦𝐨𝐧 — 𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐨 𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐢

𝗰𝗼𝗻𝘁𝗲𝗻𝘁 𝘄𝗮𝗿𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴𝘀 ∣ smut ( minors dni ), fem!reader, hungry!itto, oral sex ( f!receiving ), overstimulation, dub con, multiple orgasms, he’s rough, mentions of mindbreak, all characters featured are 18+ 

𝗶𝗺𝗽𝗼𝗿𝘁𝗮𝗻𝘁 ∣ requested by anonymous and it took me way too long to get to it. do not repost or translate. please reblog && leave feedback. not proofread so there’s probably mistakes. thanks for reading <3

there was something there. 

a glimmer of base instinct in his hellfire eyes that you’d never seen before when you grabbed hold of the horns protruding from his unruly, silver tendrils, as if you’d just awaken a beast that long lay in hibernation. he’d been looking up at you, grinning ear to ear as he inhaled deep, smelling the arousal dripping from your hungry netherlips — teasing you ( and himself ) by breathing hot air against your cunt. “Been waiting for this,” he growled, by that damn, playful grin was still there. he was still himself, beaming from ear to ear. “Finally, a chance to be alone so I can eat you up.” 

you hadn’t expected he meant it quite so literally. 

however, the second you gripped his horns, there was an impatient rumble in his throat, and he smashes his open mouth against your core. 

“Itto!” 

it was a gasp of pure surprise when you felt the scrape of his teeth, before he swirled his tongue around your entrance, that clenches in response before dragging upwards, slotting your folds around it. he gathered your juices on his tongue before latching on to your clit, that puffs and pulsates excitedly between his teeth. “E—easy—“ 

but that was a word that’d lost its meaning to the oni, who dug his nails into your thighs, pressing them flat against the ground, spreading you open as wide as you could go so that he may feast rolling your clit between his sharp teeth, your hips tremor and you whine for him to be gentler. 

he’d never been this rough with you, and you mewl in response, pulling on his horns, but it only spurred him to suckle on your button until your eyes crossed; you saw double the assault on your poor sex. 

“F—fuck, I need… I need… you to slow down…” 

Itto shook his head, crimson hues flickered up to watch your face contort in pleasure. you expected him to be smiling— elated that he could make you beg for mercy so he could grant it, but instead, his eyes are wild with lust. darker than usual. he didn’t have to pry his mouth from your cunt ( and, don’t worry, he didn’t ) for you to get his message loud and clear. grabbing his horns sealed your fate. 

he wasn’t going to give you up until he was satisfied. 

arching your back up off the ground, you wriggle to attempt to ease him back, but he scrambled closer, refusing to give you even an inch of space. oh no, Itto had found his new home, face buried between your thighs as they clamp around his head, slurping on each lip before dipping down to tease your hole again. you could tell, by the way his shoulders knitted back and forth, he was working his hands closer to your core. he wanted to free them from your legs, where’d he’d left nicks in your otherwise flawless skin, so he could play with your clit, giving his tongue the perfect opportunity to force itself inside you. but you were trying to keep him from giving you anymore sensation, shuddering and pushing at his horns. 

it felt good, and that was exactly the problem. 

it felt too good. 

Itto finally slips one hand free, and pins your lower belly to the ground with all of his weight on his palm, ensuring that you can’t rock your hips to try and push him away anymore. with a starving snort through his flared nostrils, and a rumbling demand of, “You’re not going anywhere, not while I’m still hungry.” the pad of his thumb slid over your mound to scrub at your swollen clit, savoring the way you twitched and whimpered his name when he did so roughly. 

then, when his tongue curls and flicks at your hole, it spasms in greeting. he rubs harder, making mental notes of your reactions. the harder he pressed on your nerve bud, the more the subtle claw on his digit grazed you, the louder you moaned, and the tighter your pussy clenched around air. one of your hands gripped his wrist as he toyed with the pressure, and he could tell that you were using all of your strength to try to pull his hand from you. 

too bad he was stronger. 

“Soft— soft, please—“ you were whimpering, but your body betrayed that sentiment, trembling for his abuse. “Be soft with me, Itto. L—like you always are…” 

“If I would’ve known you get so wet, I wouldn’t have been so delicate with you to begin with. Tell me the truth, you like it rough.” he uttered a husky, blunt response before shoving his tongue into your canal. his eyes roll back the second your walls flutter to welcome him in, and he pushes his teeth flush against you. he wanted to reach as deep as he could, rolling his tongue in furious circles, gurgling, with his thumb and forefinger pinching your clit hard. 

but he wasn’t wrong. you might’ve been begging him to go slower, to be gentle, but your body wanted the exact opposite. you cry out his name, throwing your head back to allow it to roll against the ground, pushing ferverishly against one horn whilst the other tugs at his wrist. but you were dripping lust on his chin, your stomach was tying itself in knots and pulling tight, your toes were curling in your boots and your breath was hitching. 

“I— I like it—“ you were sheepish to admit it, and concerned that doing so would mean setting him to a point of ravenous that you would never be able to bring him down from, but you couldn’t rightly deny your precious Itto the truth. “It’s just— I can’t… I can’t take it—“ 

your hazy gaze drifts along the visage before you, hardly noticing minuscule rubies raising to the surface of your thighs where his nails bit at your flesh. it didn’t hurt, at least not right now. right now, the most intense sensation was the barrage he inflicted on your core, bashing his tongue against your walls, gripping and tugging on your clit before rolling it between his fingers. he didn’t seem to realize that you were teetering on the edge of an abyss of lost sanity and overloaded euphoria, because his strength overwhelmed your own, grasping your hand with his free one, he jerks it down by your side and pulls it tight, using it as a reel to pull you as close against his hungry mouth as you could go without him swallowing you whole, altogether. 

grasping a handful of dirt and rocks at your side, you convulse helplessly, begging him, and having him completely disregard it in favor of his own insatiable hunger. you could see stars when you closed your eyes, or when they rolled back on their own, and feel every nerve in your body on the brink of going haywire. 

but Itto didn’t stop, not even to catch his breath, not even to utter something sarcastic or playful. he grunted and growled and devoured you relentlessly. sending you sky high and crashing down over and over. 

“I’m… gonna go crazy…” you whimpered, voice shaking, tears in your eyes. “You’re gonna… make me go…” you couldn’t finish it, because yet another orgasm was pulling at your thoughts, discarding them. 

Itto was going to tongue fuck you into a state of insanity— please you until it became torture. all because he couldn’t get enough. 

[beheaded-sweets]

✦Yan Itto Headcanons✦

Tw: violence (nothing explicit), delusions, possessive behaviours (I believe that’s all)

Type: Delusional + Possessive

I don't care what anybody says- this man screams delulu. He's a himbo- and those people are usually the delusional types. I think unless he feels threatened, Itto won't actively commit violence. That being said, he can get jealous and clingy for your attention, causing him to be on the possessive list.

He gets delulu pretty quickly, after a few interactions and a friendship, he gets hooked. He believes you show genuine interest in him, so he'll try to show his affection and constantly flirt. In a slightly clumsy way.

He is pretty clingy, wanting to spend every moment with you. As I said before, he can get possessive of your attention; however, he's ok with friendships. But that is subjective, depending on the person. If he feels his place is being threatened, he'll give a little warning to the other person, but if he gets jealous, his Oni instincts will turn him into a feral beast until he thinks he's done enough.

"Stop talking to them. I'm their boyfriend!"

If you try to reject his affection, he'll get whiny and cling to you all the more. If you try to push him away, he'll pick you up and trap you with him, constantly giving you his affection no matter how much you yell or hit him.

"Oh come on! Stop being so mean...I just want some snuggles with you!"

I don't think he would ever be aggressive with you, especially with his delusions. The most violent thing he would maybe do is to give you a little nip to get you to stop raging at him.

On the more socially acceptable side of things, he is a very physically affectionate person. He loves showing off his Onikabuto bugs. He even catches one for you, naming it ___ the II.

"Look at this one! It's a pretty one, ah? I named it after you!"

Crack headcanon: He'll wake you up in the middle of the night just because you didn't give him a goodnight kiss. *it has the "Mom I threw up" energy*. He won't let you sleep until you do, by whining until you're annoyed with him.

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No matter how hard I try- every time I write headcanons it always turns out to be unorganized help-

- Seriko

[kaiijo]

WINTER ACTIVITIES — [GENSHIN IMPACT]

characters: kamisato ayato, diluc ragnvindr, tighnari, arataki itto, childe content: fem! reader, minor spoilers for ayato and childe’s backgrounds notes: happy 2023 and here’s to the revival of the blog!

kamisato ayato — building snowmen

ayato didn’t get much of a chance to have a childhood, given that he not only began training to take over the kamisato clan at a fairly young age but had to actually assume the role as head of the clan and restore it to its former glory not long after

so you weren’t super shocked when thoma told you that ayato never really participated in any of the winter fun when it snowed in inazuma. “milord always had a meeting to attend or paperwork to do,” thoma said. “all that, coupled with the fact that inazuma doesn’t get a lot of snow, he just never really had the chance”

well, this winter, inazuma saw the most snowfall it had in a long time, and you were determined to help ayato makeup for those lost moments of childhood

You were a little confused when you woke up to an unusually cold room. Usually, the estate was the perfect temperature in the winter, but today, it seemed like the few blankets you and Ayato slept under were no match for the chill air. You glanced over and saw that Ayato wasn’t beside you, which only added to your befuddlement. Wrapping yourself in one of your thicker sweaters, you slid on your slippers and shuffled out of the room, nearly smacking right into Thoma. “Whoops!” he said as he just barely avoided you. “Apologies about that. I’m just about to turn up the heat more.”

“It’s not usually this cold,” you said.

Thoma chuckled, “I guess you haven’t looked outside yet.” You raised a questioning eyebrow before you caught your husband at the end of the hall, gazing out the window. You quickly bid Thoma farewell, moving to stand beside Ayato.

A grin spread across your face at the white blanket of pillowy snow that covered the Kamisato estate from roof to ground. “Wow,” you said, “I don’t think I’ve ever seen snow here.”

Ayato hummed, “The last time it was like this was the year my father began training me to become clan leader.”

You said, “Thoma mentioned that to me before. He also said that you never played with the other kids in the snow.”

“No,” Ayato said, “I suppose I didn’t. I don’t think I missed out on much.” Though he said this, you caught the wistful way he eyed the snow.

You glanced at the clock on the wall, which read just past seven in the morning. In about an half an hour, your husband would get himself ready for a long day of work. “Well, that won’t do,” you said. You tapped Ayato’s arm and said, “Get your coat on, we’re going outside.”

“Really? Right now?”

“Yes, right now.” He didn’t say anything further as you both returned to your room to grab your coats and slip on winter boots, making your way outside. You asked, “Was there any particular thing you really wanted to try in the snow?”

Ayato thought for a moment and replied, “Hmm, I was always rather fond of snowmen. I remember some of Father’s retainer’s children constructing them when it last snowed.”

You clapped your hands. “Perfect! Well, let’s get started then!” You showed Ayato how to pack together the snow and roll it forward, gathering more and more of the icy crystals on it until it turned into the large base of the snowman. Naturally, Ayato was a swift learner, easily creating the torso and head. You relished in the small, proud smile you caught on his face as he placed the head on top of the body.

“It needs its facial features,” Ayato said. “As well as a hat and arms, if I’m not mistaken.” You hummed in agreement and before you could go back inside to grab some of the things, Ayato was calling Thoma over to fetch them for you.

“I can do it,” you told Thoma.

He shook his head. “It’s my job, I don’t mind.” He returned with a carrot and an old top hat, handing them to Ayato while you found some pebbles on the estate. You handed some to Ayato, who carefully placed them to form eyes and a mouth before sticking the carrot in the middle of the snowman’s face, giving it a nose. He let you place the hat and arms and the two of you stepped back to review your creation.

Ayato smiled, wrapping an arm around your waist. “We should name him,” you said. Ayato nodded and finally answered, “Kenzo. That was my father’s name.” He motioned to the hat on the snowman. “That was his so I think it’s only appropriate to name it after him.”

“I think that’s perfect.”

There was a moment of silence before Ayato said, “That was rather enjoyable. Would you like to make another?”

You checked your own watch for the time and said, “I would but unfortunately, you’ll be called away for work soon.”

Ayato replied, “All those things can wait. I’d rather be out here with you today.”

diluc ragnvindr — shopping the winter market

every winter, an open air market took over the streets of mondstadt, bringing sellers and buyers from all across teyvat

diluc hadn’t gone in a while since he saw no need to wade through large crowds for wares he could easily obtain and had little use for, but since he started dating you, adelinde had dropped very un-subtle hints that he should take you there as it would be your first time experiencing it. “you can also get her a nice gift there,” adelinde said. “i remember that the jewels from liyue and sumeru were particularly beautiful.”

while he wasn’t a fan of the crowd or all the noise and chaos, he found that it was a bit more tolerable with you holding onto his arm with eyes sparkling with wonder

“Look, look, Diluc!” you said, pointing at a merchant’s stand to your left. The table was piled high with Inazuman delicacies like sandwiches and noodle dishes and a meal that was shaped to look like a cat, which, in Diluc’s opinion, was a little too nauseatingly cute. You tugged him over to the stall and asked, “Have you ever tried dango before?” you asked him, pointing at the skewers with tri-colored balls on them.

“I can’t say I have, no.”

You smiled at the merchant, an elderly lady who was looking fondly at the pair of you. “We’ll take two dango, please.”

“Of course, dear,” she handed them over to you and as Diluc got his wallet out to pay, she shook her head. “On the house today.”

“I insist,” Diluc said but she shook her head again.

“I won’t hear any of that young man. It’s on me, honest. You two just remind me so much of me and my husband when we were young. So, take it as a thank you for reminding an old woman of a nice memory.”

Diluc blushed and your smile only grew as you thanked her, taking the skewers and continuing through Mondstadt. The streets were packed with people and you held on a little tighter to Diluc as you chewed on your dango. “This is good,” Diluc said.

You nodded. “I know! I tried them when I visited Inazuma as soon as the Sakoku Decree was lifted.”

Diluc smiled warmly at you before another stall caught his eye — a seller from Liyue hawking intricately carved and decorated jade jewelry. He led you towards it, delighting in the way your eyes brightened at the pieces laid out on display. Your eyes drifted over a particularly lovely bracelet; it wasn’t overly intricate or as detailed as some of the other pieces but there was a phoenix carved into it that reminded you of your boyfriend.

“Do you like that one?” Diluc asked you.

“Yeah, it makes me think of you,” you said, pointing to the phoenix design. You laughed a little as Diluc’s face went pink and he handed the merchant his Mora.

tighnari — winter nature walk

given that sumeru was mostly rainforest and desert, it was expected that tighnari had never really seen or experienced snow. he was very curious to know what it was like though and he readily accepted your invitation to accompany you to dragonspine on a commission

on the way to the mountains, you two bought some wool-lined coats from a traveling snezhnayan merchant and tighnari was ever so grateful that you did since, the moment you two began approaching dragonspine, he immediately felt the blustering winds against his ears.

you finished the commission rather quickly and, rather than just leaving the mountains, you two decided to take a stroll to through one of the less monster and fatui infested areas

Tighnari blew out another long breath, watching as it hung in the air in a cloud of smoke. He looked up at the sky, awed by the dark gray of the clouds and the tallest peak of the mountain. You tapped his shoulder gently and he saw you holding a gray-blue shard of rock out to him. “It’s Starsilver,” you told him. “It’s only found here.”

“Fascinating,” he said. “I remember reading a book in the Akademiya that talked about the usage of Starsilver in Warming Bottles, which are supposed to mimic the effects of Warming Seelies.”

You nodded and he tucked it into a pocket in his coat, electing instead to take your hand in his. As you ventured through the mountains, you grinned at the way Tighnari’s ears would flick with every new sound they picked up. You loved the way he studied the new flora and fauna he found there. He looked over a mint sprig that poked out the snow, musing, “How can something like this survive in such a harsh climate?”

You two came to a clearing and found a fairly dry log to sit and rest on. Tighnari looked over at you and motioned for you to come closer. He reached out and brushed some of the snowflakes out of your hair and you laughed, shaking your head out. “Better?” you asked.

He chuckled and patted your head again. You leaned it against his shoulder and he stacked his atop yours. “Thank you,” he said, “for bringing me to such a beautiful place.”

arataki itto — snowball fight

you and itto were on your way to meet up with the gang for some meeting itto called, though you were almost certain it was more of a hangout than a formal meeting (as if there ever were any in the arataki gang)

it snowed for the first time in a long time on narukami island, so you and itto were taking your time making your way through inazuma city to go to hanamizaka. well, you were taking your time, your boyfriend was busy drawing caricatures of himself on every surface powdered in snow. suddenly out of the corner of your eye, you saw a white mass flying towards you and you moved out of the way just in time, letting it hit itto squarely in the back as he worked on another snow drawing

it wasn’t hard to figure out that it was one of the arataki gang members from the sounds of rustling and snickering and itto yelled, “you’ll pay for that!”

“Whaddaya think?” Itto asked proudly, turning away from the wall to reveal the newest stick figure he’d drawn of himself. You could make out the horns growing from the drawing’s head as well as his claymore sword but otherwise, it really didn’t look like Itto at all.

Still, you said, “Looks great, Itto!”

“Aww, you say that about all my drawings,” he said, slinging an arm around your shoulder and guiding you through the street. “Must mean I’m pretty good!”

You rolled your eyes playfully and said, “Sure.”

He scoffed, “What do you mean ‘sure’? Look, watch this!” He quickly broke away from you again and made his way over to one of the low stone walls, scribbling another cartoon with his finger. As he was bent over working on it, there was a small commotion that caught your attention. You glanced over your shoulder but didn’t see anything. Shrugging, you looked back to where Itto was still concentrated on whatever he was doodling but you kept your guard up. Just in case.

You were glad you did as you saw a white ball zooming towards you. You swiftly stepped back, the snowball missing you by a narrow margin and hitting your boyfriend’s back instead. He jumped up and whirled around, immediately catching his fellow Arataki Gang members hidden poor;ly behind shrubbery and suppressing their laughter. “You’ll all pay for that!” he yelled, lunging towards them and prompting the three to scramble away.

They weren’t fortunate enough, however, with Itto easily catching up to them. “We’re sorry, Boss!” Mamoru said as he struggled through peels of laughter. “We really a—” He was cut off when Itto launched a much larger snowball towards Mamoru. Mamoru ducked and the ball hit Genta instead.

“Oh, it’s on, Boss!” Genta hurled a snowball towards Itto, who retaliated with another two aimed at Genta and Akira.

You stood off to the side, watching the chaos unfold while shaking your head. Your boyfriend could be a lot but at the end of the day, you couldn’t deny the way your heart swelled as he laughed victoriously when he nailed Mamoru in the neck.

He packed another snowball together, wound his arm back, and threw it, though it wildly missed its intended target (Akira) and hit someone else instead: you. You wiped the cold snow off your face and your expression immediately dropped from affectionate to something more sinister. “I’ll give you three seconds, boys,” you said as you slowly crouched down, gathering snow in your hands.

Itto yelped and called to his members, “Retreat, guys, retreat!”

Beside the heavy snowfall, it was a pretty normal day in Inazuma City, the locals watching on in amusement as the men of the Arataki Gang sprinting towards Hanamizaka with you hot on their heels.

childe — ice skating

since getting engaged, childe decided it was time to finally bring you to snezhnaya to formally meet his family. he had gushed about you in letters to them already and you’ve even written a few yourself to them, but you never met them face to face though it felt like you all knew each other well already

as expected, childe’s family welcomed you with open arms and childe’s younger siblings were already begging you and childe to play with them and skate with them on the frozen lake a little ways away from the family home

you and childe gave in pretty quickly (as if there was any resistance at all) and you found yourself lacing up an old pair of skates childe’s mother gave you and wobbling on the ice with your fiance and his siblings

“Ouch!” you huffed as you tumbled onto the ice for what felt like the umpteenth time, and Childe had the audacity to laugh as he helped you up.

“I take it you don’t have a lot of skating experience.”

“Really?” you asked him dryly. “How could you tell?”

He just laughed again and took both of your hands in his, sliding to a stop in front of you and turning so he faced you. “Show off.”

“It’s easy when you get the hang of it, promise,” he said, starting to slowly skate backwards and pull you along with him. Tonia, Teucer, and Anthon whizzed by, the force of their speedy skating nearly knocking you off balance. You tripped into your fiance’s arms and he said, “Well, it seems like you’ve fallen for me.”

You made a face and said, “Get out of here.”

He grinned at you and started his slow backwards skate again as he guided you along the perimeter of the lake. “Just like that,” he said as you mimicked his movements. Gradually, he loosened his grip on your hands until he completely let go, skating further from you and opening his arms up. “Skate towards me,” he said.

“I would if you stopped moving!”

“That’s kind of the point!”

You pouted at him before focusing on your own movements, falling into the hypnotizing rhythm of skating and gliding. Before you knew it, you were sliding easily into Childe’s open arms, which he folded around your waist. “You’re a natural,” he said.

“I had a good teacher,” you replied, smiling at him. He leaned in and kissed you, which earned disgusted whining from Teucer and Anthon, and a squeal from Tonia.

When you broke apart, Childe stroked your cheek with a cold hand and said, “I’m glad you’re here.”

You pressed your face into his hand. “There’s nowhere else I’d rather be.”

[mar1na1sse]

Currently thinking about writing an Itto x reader fic. A friends to lovers oneshot white tedious pinning and yearning. It’ll be chalked full of flowery scenes and descriptions, to help sell just how deeply in love they are with each other. I’m talking details about both POV’s thoughts of “oh but they’d never like me like that”. I imagine the gang is there like “Just get together already for archon’s sake!!”.

Thinking about laying in a field of flowers the two of you found after tumbling down a hill during a race, starring at the way his platinum hair reflects the light of the sun in such an ethereal manner. How despite him being an oni he was always so gentle when he cradled you in his large arms. How he stares back at you with all the fondness of the world, as if you hung the stars in the sky just for him, and honestly? If it meant him looking at you like that, with those eyes? You would.

Thinking about you playing genius invocation TCG against him. He keeps losing, of course he does, but that doesn’t stop him from claiming “you have beginners luck” or “he was just warming up”. He can’t help but admit defeat in his own mind. What a rare thing for a prideful man as himself, but you where just perfect, smart and pretty and caring. Obviously you would win. But he doesn’t say that, that would be such a weird thing for you best friend to say right?

Thinking about Itto getting jealous when someone flirts with you when you’re walking through the colourful streets of Inazuma City. This guy thinks he stands a chance compared to “the one and oni Itto”. Obviously your oni was the better choice! It’s even in the title he gave himself ,your oni! This rando was nothin’ compared to him. Then the thought hits him that.. maybe all you were was friends, just friends. But when you shuffle closer to Itto in discomfort from the other man, he knows that even if you don’t choose him.. he’ll always be there for you.

Thinking about Itto being more instinctive around you and that’s when you know he’s caught: hook line and sinker. He starts gifting you little trinkets, a flower or rock he found. He starts purring when you nap together, starts acting even more cocky than usual if it’s to show off his strength. He’s trying to provide for you, and in the animalistic part of his brain he’s showing how amazing of a mate he is.

They go out on a date in the end. They get their happy, fairytale ending because what else would I write reader inserts for other than to live vicariously through them?

Something about longing for a romance in a romance story scratches my brain in that perfect way.

Should I write this?

[odetoyourheart]

eager sub (to a little dom?) itto x f!reader

cw: itto is a virgin, one use of "good boy", unrealistic but shhh

itto has never had sex before, obviously. if the people of inazuma don't even want to associate with him for being an oni, what makes you think he'd be able to get laid? and his bad reputation doesn't help with that. so he's stuck constanly jerking off to ease himself whenever he's horny. but, that changes when you come around, traveler. always so kind to him, nothing like the others. so, he gravitates closer to you. coming up with plans with the arataki gang that somehow always end up with you getting involved. he's doing it on purpose of course. he just can't get enough of you!

he's always clumsily flirting with you, trying his best to get in you pants. and, if you do oblige and accept his advances he's ecstatic. its not long after you two start dating that he starts dropping hints about getting sexually active. come on, he's been waiting so long! can't you just help him out a little bit?

taking his virginity is an absolute experience. he's so obviously nervous and excited, stuttering over his words. his hands are roaming all over your body, groping at everything he can. making sharp gasps as you rub your hands over his bulge. he bucks his hips up into your hand in a desperate attempt to get more friction. as soon as you got home he was already pawing at your clothes, whining about how mean it was for you to leave him at home all needy and waiting. he's trying to unbutton your blouse just to get a look at your tits. you have to stop him, grabbing his hands while he looks at you and pouts. he knows better than to try and touch you without permission, but he'll always push the bounds. and so you have to swat his hands away as you lead him upstairs to your bedroom. he wastes no time sitting down on the bed, waiting for your next move. you push him down onto the bed with one hand, using the other to unbutton your shirt.

he stares at your chest, almost drooling. itto pulls down his own pants, wrapping his fingers around his cock. you furrow your eyebrows in response, making him let go. "good boy." you take his cock in your hand, stroking it painstakingly slowly. he groans, restraining himself from using your hand to get off. stopping at the base you give him a light squeeze, chuckling when he whimpers out your name. "please?" he looks up at you with pleading eyes. you stop for a moment, looking up into the air in fake contemplation. "you know what, i think you deserve it." he quickly beams, letting out a "thank you!"

you pull your skirt up and slide your panties to the side as you straddle his waist. slowly, you grab his cock and sink down onto it as his eyes roll back into his skull. you let out a giggle and you feel his thickness stretch you out. he grabs you and presses you down into him, chest to chest. he bites down on your shoulder as you bounce yourself up and down on him. you grind your hips down against his, getting a bit of friction against your clit. "fuck." itto growls into your ear. he grips your ass with his hands and quickens the pace as you squeal. he fucks himself up into you, moaning loudly. he mutters "yes" rapidly over and over again, chasing his high. slipping his hands down into between you two to rub your clit making you press your mouth down into his sweaty chest to muffle your sounds of pleasure. it doesn't take him long to stiffen his hips as his grip on you tightens, shooting his load inside you.

he lets out a loud sigh, letting his hands fall down to your sides. he doesn't pull himself out of you making sure that his cum stays inside of you, not wanting to waste a single drop. you lay limply on his chest, cuddling up to him. he strokes your hair, unusually quiet on account of him being too tired to speak. he orgasm had left him spent. all he wanted now was to go to sleep with you in his arms.

[crystallinestars]

Kissing Headcanons Part 2 (Heizou, Ayato, Itto)

You can find other parts here: 1, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7

(Reader's gender is not mentioned.)

Heizou’s kisses are very playful. He loves to catch you by surprise with them, either kissing you out of the blue on the cheek, or coming up behind you and tapping one of your shoulders to get you to look back, only to sneak in front of you and surprise you with a small kiss when you turn around. His antics catch you off-guard and make your face flush, and he adores how flustered you look. Little else brings the detective as much joy as seeing your embarrassed expression because of his surprise kisses.

When you try to get back at him by springing surprise kisses upon him too, Heizou can’t help but grow even more smitten with you. He delights in your ability to outsmart him and catch him off-guard with kisses since it’s not often that the sharp detective is unable to see something coming. To him, the moments where you pleasantly surprise him with soft kisses of your own make his breath hitch and his heart flutter. He’ll laugh it off, teasing you a bit to try and distract you from his rosy cheeks, a bit embarrassed to feel his heart flutter because of your affection.

Heizou prefers giving fleeting and light pecks rather than deep kisses. His kisses are quick like his mind, but he gives many of them. Throughout the day, he’ll find an opportunity to brush his lips against the skin of your lips, cheek, neck, hand—you name it. He’ll kiss every inch of your exposed skin when you least expect it and then give you a large grin and a lighthearted laugh. He’s a bit like a lovesick schoolboy that tries to get your attention by teasing you to try and get a reaction out of you. Sometimes his kisses would tickle you and make you laugh, and he would grin and laugh along with you. Your laughter brightens his day. Even when he’s stuck on a case or troubled by a tragic event he saw while on the job, your smile and laugh would always make his heart lighter and remind him that there is still so much good in the world worth fighting for.

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Ayato is a huge tease. Whenever you ask for kisses from him, he’ll bring his face close to yours, his eyes looking into your own with desire. However, you sometimes fail to catch the mischievous gleam in his violet irises. Ayato’s hand would gently grip your chin to tilt your head up as he brings his face close to yours, lips hovering mere inches from your own. You feel his warm breath ghost over your lips and your eyes flutter closed as you wait for Ayato to close the little distance between you and gift you the sensation of his soft lips.

You wait. And wait some more. When no kiss comes, you open your eyes and are faced with the amused expression of the Yashiro Commissioner, his shoulders shaking with restrained laughter. He lives to witness the indignation and annoyance that paint across your face at his childish behavior. Ayato can’t help himself—he just loves to tease you and get a rise out of you. He is the face of the Kamisato Clan and must keep up due appearances by remaining mature and composed at all times. But when he’s with you, he just wants to let go and satisfy his inner child. Unfortunately for you, you become his main target for such pranks. Your reactions to his teasing amuse him greatly, but he does this because he’s so in love with you. Ayato just finds your expressions incredibly cute. While you can’t always get the kisses you want, Ayato ensures he always gets his from you. If he goes too far and genuinely upsets you with his teasing, he will turn soft and give you gentle affections in the form of kisses to your neck or hands in silent apology. He also likes to hug you from behind and draw your back against his chest, trapping you in his embrace just so he can whisper sweet nothings in your ear about how gorgeous you are before kissing your ear and jaw. As much as he likes to tease you by denying you what you want, he makes up for it later by lavishing you in tender, lingering kisses. He also likes to press his lips together with yours in a passionate kiss until both of you are flushed and breathless as a way to say ‘I love you’. Ayato knows he’s a lot to deal with. He’s a very busy man, so he can’t spare a lot of time to spend together with you, which is why he is eternally grateful to you for being so understanding and patient with him

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Itto boasts about what a great kisser he is. He talks big about his nonexistent abilities but when the time comes to follow through with his words, the oni grows nervous and hesitant. He’s never kissed anyone, never even thought about it before he met you. But now that’s he’s faced with your expectant gaze, he falters. Swallowing hard, he’ll try to play it cool but the stutter in his words gives away how nervous he truly is. Working up the courage, Itto decides to just go for it and literally smashes his lips against yours. He does it a little too hard and sends you stumbling back a bit, clutching at your bruised mouth. He’s mortified. Dropping all pretenses, the oni rushes to you with apologies, worried he hurt you and that you’ll hate him for this. Please reassure the guy that it’s ok and you’ll help him learn how to kiss properly. He might still bluster a bit, but ultimately decides to swallow his pride and let you teach him because he doesn’t want to hurt you like that again.

You’ll have to teach him not to rush and take his time at first. Itto will still try to do things his way and jump the gun by forcing his tongue in your mouth without really knowing what he’s doing, making the kisses turn out sloppy and messy. After a lot of patience on your part, Itto learns to dial it back and give you firm close-mouthed kisses. He’s still a bit clumsy, but he tries his best to make the experience pleasant for you.

One thing he’s always mindful of are his sharp teeth and long nails. He’s always careful to not accidentally nick you with his fangs or scratch you with his nails when he caresses your face or arms. He may be boyish and wild, but he loves you with his whole heart and would never want to hurt you—accidentally or otherwise. He swears you’re the best thing that’s ever happened to him with how happy and loved you make him feel, and he wants to keep you safe and happy in return.

[iomoru]

Hiii ioooo !!! I really liked your skater bf fic aaaa its so cute ^.^ if you don't mind, can you make a fic where skater bf tries to teach the reader how to skate but the reader either slips or is so nervous they could barely move ?

- Mercury anon

Aaaa do I pop into your asks too often

“Just Relax, I Got You.”

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➢ 𝐆𝐞𝐧𝐫𝐞: Modern! Au, Fluff, Gn! Reader, Second Person, Proofread

➢ 𝐒𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: Your skater boyfriend tries to teach you how to skate, but your nervousness leave you frozen in place. Despite your struggles, he stays patient and reassuring, catching you when you stumble and turning the lesson into a sweet moment filled with laughter and love.

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The skate park buzzed with life around you—wheels screeching, laughter echoing, and the occasional thud of someone hitting the concrete. Meanwhile, you stood frozen on a skateboard, legs locked, arms stiff at your sides, and heart pounding like a drum.

"Okay, babe, just bend your knees a little," your skater boyfriend said, his hand resting on your arm for balance. He stood a few steps away, grinning like this was the most fun he’d had all day. "You’re doing great!"

"I’m literally just standing here," you shot back, barely moving an inch.

"Exactly! Baby steps!" he teased, stepping closer and adjusting your posture. "Now, try pushing off—just a little. I’m right here."

You glanced down at the board beneath your feet, which seemed a lot less stable than his effortless cruising made it look. "If I move, I’m gonna die."

"You’re not gonna die," he laughed, reaching for your hands. "You’ve got me. Just trust yourself—and me."

Despite the reassurance, your grip on his hands was so tight he winced. "Ow, okay, gentle there, Hulk," he said, shaking his hands out dramatically.

"Sorry!" you squeaked, nervously shifting your weight. The board wobbled, and your stomach flipped.

"Hey, hey, look at me," he said, stepping close and locking eyes with you. "I won’t let you fall, okay? Just lean forward, push a little, and I’ll keep you steady."

Swallowing your nerves, you nodded. Slowly, you placed one foot on the ground to push off—but the moment the board started moving, panic surged through you.

"Im gonna fall!" you yelped, stumbling forward.

Before you could fall, he caught you with ease, laughing as he held you steady. "Okay, okay, maybe we’ll work on standing still first," he said, pulling you into a quick hug to calm you down.

You groaned, burying your face in his chest. "I’m hopeless."

"No, you’re adorable," he said, pressing a kiss to your forehead." And I’ll teach you, even if it takes all day. But for now…" He helped you off the board, grabbed it, and hopped on. "You’re gonna sit back and watch me show off instead."

You rolled your eyes but couldn’t help smiling as he skated away, throwing a wink over his shoulder. Maybe skating wasn’t your thing, but with him around, you didn’t mind trying.

[dawn-moths]

word count: 2600+

content warning/disclaimer: size difference, predator/prey dynamics, non-consensual biting/blood drinking, reader is kidnapped, reader is called “good girl” and “little one”, Itto is rough with reader at first but softer towards the end.

Vampire!Itto who follows you through a maze of thunder sakura one night, bobbing and weaving through the lush lilac flora without making a sound as he trails after you, far enough that you don’t yet suspect you’re being followed but close enough that he never loses sight of you.

He lurks soundlessly, which, given the sheer size of him, should prove impossible. But he’s careful to avoid loose twigs littering the ground and skillfully evades the crunch of dry maple leaves as he closes in. It isn’t until you hear the deliberate bend and creak of a thick branch overhead that you’re made aware of the beast who’d caught your scent, the newfound fear that courses through your veins and rapidly pumping heart making his mouth water.

You were going to taste so good once he sank his teeth into you— so good he might not let you go afterwards like he normally did with some of his more attractive prey— and you could swear he was smiling back at you mean and cruel as you stood frozen and gaping up at him with terror swimming in your wide eyes from the ground below, silver moonlight bathing your form and giving the vampire a clear view of you.

He flashed you a quick glance of those razor sharp canines as they glinted under the moon, unable to keep himself from smirking with victory, the same illumination that set a spotlight on you only serving as a cloak for the hunter perched in the trees as it lit him from behind and cast a dark shadow over his face.

The only other feature you could make out from the darkness that engulfed him was the sinister glow of those bright vermillion eyes, gleaming like two twin beacons of danger through the amethyst canopy. The next time you dared to blink though, your body still standing frozen and petrified in place, the monster’s stare was directly before you, so close you could see your trembling reflection shining back at you from within those entrancing pools of scarlet.

“A little late to be out wanderin’ on your own…” the vampire taunted, his voice a low, raspy growl that turned your blood to ice in your veins and set the hairs on the back of your neck standing on end. “Isn’t it?” When you didn’t answer and he began to circle you, he continued with a dark chuckle and a mocking, “What? Cat got your tongue, little one?”

You traveled with a silver knife strapped to your belt underneath your haori just in case you ever ran into trouble out here, knowing packs of rogue nobushi and the dreaded kairagi wandered these hills, and while you’d never had to use it before, you were beginning to fear tonight would be the blade’s first time to draw blood.

Straightening his posture to stand at his full height, looming before you where his shadow stretched to engulf you in further darkness, the vampire continued, “Now, listen… Here’s what’s gonna happen. I’m gonna drink some of your blood, and if you don’t put up too much of a fight, we’ll call it a night and I’ll let you go on your way…”

All you had to do was slip your hand behind you and reach under the hem of your robe and grip the handle of the knife. You just had to play it off like you weren’t doing anything out of the ordinary, though, when faced with a vampire, you were far outmatched in speed and slyness.

“So wha’dya say? Why don’t you just be a good girl and bare that pretty little neck of yours and—” In a winking slash of silver, you swung the knife at him, actually managing to nick his forearm as he’d reflexively raised it to shield himself at the first sign of your movement.

But now what?

You’d drawn the blood of a vampire but everyone knew the only way to really be safe from one was to kill it, severing the head and watching it roll. You knew you didn’t have a chance at that, not with just a hunting knife and when he already had the upper hand.

But there was only one thing more dangerous than a vampire.

An angry vampire.

And the way Itto’s red eyes flashed at you then under a scowl and the scrunched nose that accompanied a growl of pain and bared teeth, you knew he was undeniably pissed.

“Wrong answer,” he spit from between clenched teeth, and a half a second later, you were on your back in the grass and gasping out a pained wheeze as all the air had been knocked from your lungs upon the sudden impact.

Itto had both your wrists clasped in one tight, massive, black-clawed fist above your head before you’d even had the chance to remember which way was up from down, a dull ache in your jaw from where your teeth had clacked hard together as your head had slammed into the ground. Your knife lay a few feet away in the grass, a thin slice of the vampire’s blood staining the very edge of the blade and turning in black in the night.

You thought you let out a scream when you felt his fangs first pierce your flesh, but the only sound that registered was a high-pitched squeak from the back of your throat as your chest was still mostly empty of its oxygen.

The sting of his harsh bite caused fat tears to well in your eyes, the way he squeezed your wrists together in his clenched palm— so hard you could swear he was grinding your bones together, no doubt leaving dark, blotchy bruises that ran deep under your tender skin with the power of his rough grip— and you struggled under his hold but to no avail.

You’d heard countless rumors about the inhuman strength that vampire’s possessed, but none of those warnings could’ve prepared you for facing the real thing. It was like being trapped under the rubble of a cave-in, body paralyzed under the boulder’s weight and unable to pry yourself even an inch free from the wreckage.

You still tried to fight though, forgetting that all that was going to do was drain your energy even faster as Itto swallowed gulp after gulp of your thick, sweet blood, every new mouthful he stole from you making your body go even more light-headed and limp. You figured he was really going to kill you after all, that talk about “letting you go” from before just meant to mess with you and give you false hope.

As your consciousness started to fade, the world growing smaller in your vision as you gazed up at the starry sky with fluttering eyes, pretty soon all you could feel was the heat of his mouth on your neck. He wasn’t biting anymore, more so just gently sucking at the excess that welled from the twin wounds at your throat, his long tongue teasing at the marks to coax out a few more residual rivulets of red.

You shuddered, making a strangled, whining sound as your esophagus constricted while you tried to swallow the lump that had formed there, suddenly feeling the heat begin to spread to other parts of your body, warming you from the inside out against the chilly night air.

Itto chuckled to himself, low and teasing, as he took a moment to lean back and take in the sight of you, admiring the way you appeared so helpless under his control. Some of your blood still lingered on his mouth, the stain of it shining before he swiped his tongue along his lips to gather one last taste of you.

“See? Things aren’t so bad if you just cooperate,” he said, leaning back in close and taking a sniff of your hair where some blood that had trickled from the bite was already beginning to dry.

Then, using his free hand to wipe away the fresh tears that were just about to streak down your cheeks, the vampire cooed at you and muttered, as if the sweet way he said the words gave them any reassurance, “Don’t worry though… You’ll have plenty of time to learn to like it,” and before you could try to protest or ask any questions or even scream out one last time for help that wouldn’t come, just as fast as he’d appeared, Itto had swept you up and darted through the cascade of lavender, delivering you to his secret little den hidden on the cliff’s edge, scaling the mountainside with you slung over his shoulder like it was no trouble at all.

It was a smart move on his part, securing a hideout that wasn’t easily accessible to humans— if accessible at all— and could only be seen by ships coming in from sea from too far off to judge it to actually be inhabited before the ledge turned the entrance into a blindspot. Most importantly though, it was a place completely untouched by the sun, Itto’s greatest weakness arching overhead but its rays never touching his home as the top of the cliff shielded it all year round.

Once he set you at the center of his den, knowing there was nowhere for you to run now, unless you wanted to drop straight into the waves that crashed against the rocks below, he paced a few strides and plopped right down into his nest of cushions and blankets without a care in the world.

“Please…” you begged, staring at him as more tears welled in your eyes, clumping your bottom lashes together in watery spikes before running down your cheeks in pairs. “Please let me go…” You were sitting on your knees, half slumped over and surprised you hadn’t passed out yet. You were in such a state of shock, you didn’t even have time to notice all the sparkling ore that was embedded in the cave’s bumpy, jagged walls, glittering brilliantly as the light of the full moon reflected off the sea and back into the mouth of the cave.

“‘Fraid I can’t do that…” Itto stated, seeming eerily lax now that he had you in the confines of his personal territory, black-nailed hands clasped behind his head of all that wild, white hair. At first, you’d thought the cherry-tinted tips on the ends of his tousled mane were the faded remains of another victim’s bloodshed soaking into the strands, but now that you were getting a better look at him, you were beginning to realize that it was naturally occurring. In fact, if he wasn’t a bloodthirsty monster who’d just stolen you from nearly reaching your home on the other side of the trees, you might’ve looked twice at him after passing on the street. 

He was huge. Massive. So tall you’d have to crane your neck to meet his gaze if he was standing at his full height over you. And he had the bulk to accompany his height, arms and chest and abs chiseled and built like he was carved from the strongest stone, all muscle and no fat.

Another rumor you’d heard about vampires that was turning out to be true— they were all physically stunning, so much so that even without the giveaway of the fangs and the glowing red eyes they were often too perfect to pass for human.

Snapping out of your unwarranted distraction, his previous words finally registered to you and you responded, sounding broken and desperate, “Why not…?”

“Because…” He leaned forward, arms resting over his knees as he bore that scarlet stare right into you— right through you— once more. “Do you have any idea how long I’ve searched for someone like you? Someone with blood like yours?”

You didn’t understand what he meant. Instead of responding that time you just tried to suppress a hiccup from hitching in your chest as you felt yourself about to begin sobbing harder, the mental snare of knowing you might be trapped here forever tightening like a noose around your neck.

Itto condescendingly cooed at you again, pushing up from his seat among the mish-mash of stolen plush objects that seemed to serve as his bed and approaching you, crouching down before you as you hid your view of him behind shaking hands and wept into your palms. You flinched when you felt his hand touch your shoulder, sucking in a startled gasp and expecting pain to follow, but that time his taloned fingers merely rested against your skin, flexing only slightly to test just how hard you’d let him settle his palm around your form before attempting to pull away.

And maybe that time he’d let you. He’d show you he could be merciful so long as you could be obedient.

“Don’t worry…” Itto smiled then, a real grin that was devoid of any of the prior darkness and cruelty he’d worn in the woods. “I’ll make sure you have everything you need. And I’ll only need to feed on you every couple of weeks.” He made those promises like they made him taking you any less of a prison sentence, kept under his will and watch for as long as he wished. “But I can’t let you go. You’re too valuable. Too rare…” He almost sounded apologetic, as if he were saying it was neither of your faults you’d ended up here, just nature and circumstance.

And so, for now, you were resigned to your fate, your new home becoming the cave hidden in the side of the cliff, your gemstone encrusted cage. But Itto had kept his promises, at least. Brought you everything you asked for, snuck into town just to obtain some of your more specific human needs. And when he drank from you, so long as you held still and didn’t squirm too much, it wasn’t actually that bad. Nowhere near as vicious as that first time, at least.

Seasons passed, marked by the changing color of the leaves and snow flurries and scattered sakura petals drifting past the mouth of the cave and falling into the ocean below. You found refuge in your nights, as that was when Itto most often left to engage in whatever vampiric activities you hadn’t been brave enough to ask about. You grew accustomed to sleeping during the day, same as he did, though he stayed buried in his layers of blankets until the final brushstrokes of sunset bled from the horizon and the sky gave way to the navy and silver shield of night while you preferred to stir in the early afternoons just to catch a glimpse of daylight from time to time.

But whenever you did spot a ship drifting far off on the waves of the sea, rocking and swaying as it either set anchor or steadily approached the shore, you never tried to call and wave, never tried to make it known you needed help or saving.

And every time a new one came in bearing a different flag of one of the seven nations, you asked yourself why…

Maybe because, over the past year, the vampire had shown you that he could be gentle and kind, sometimes even had a sense of humor too. You became more like a pet to him than a prisoner, and he was more like a ghost that haunted you than a warden. But you hadn’t given up on escaping this place, somehow, someway. 

But not yet.

Not until you thought of a way to make sure he couldn’t hunt you down and drag you right back before you even had a chance to lay your eyes on that grove of thunder sakura again, back where it all began.

[luxthestrange]

G.I Incorrect Quotes#56 Fantasy threesome

Yae: Itto, you'll be working with Gorou and Y/n- Itto: Alright! My fantasy threesome! Everyone else*blank stares*... Itto: ...Of people on a team

[mya-valentine]

Of Oni and Foxfire: A Mischievous Rescue

Synopsis: When the ever-troublesome Arataki Itto lands himself in jail yet again, you—a playful and sharp-tongued kitsune—toy with the idea of bailing him out. Torn between teasing the boisterous oni and letting him stew in his predicament, you pay him a visit, playfully testing his patience before deciding whether to intervene. In true Itto fashion, chaos and charm ensue as he tries to win you over, making for an amusing encounter neither of you will soon forget.

It was a warm afternoon in Inazuma, and the subtle hum of activity from the city streets rose to meet the quiet sanctuary where you, a kitsune with centuries of wisdom and a playful glint in your eyes, found yourself. Much like Yae Miko, you reveled in the intricacies of life—both the serious and the absurd, leaning more toward the latter when it came to certain people. Today, that person was none other than Arataki Itto, the infamous leader of the Arataki Gang, who had managed to find himself imprisoned. Again.

Your ears twitched with amusement as the news reached your shrine. It was hardly surprising, but that didn’t stop the mischievous grin from spreading across your face.

"Ah, Itto," you murmured to yourself, stretching leisurely as you rose from your comfortable seat. "What sort of trouble have you gotten into this time?"

Itto had always been... well, Itto. Boisterous, carefree, and utterly charming in his own bumbling way, despite his frequent run-ins with the law. His adventures, or misadventures, seemed to find him behind bars more often than not, yet somehow, he always managed to win over those who dared to cross him with his childlike innocence and over-the-top bravado.

You contemplated the situation for a moment. Should you let him stew in his latest predicament? It wasn’t as if this was the first time. No, this was just another chapter in the ongoing saga of Arataki Itto versus common sense. But then again, the idea of visiting him—perhaps teasing him a little while he was at his most vulnerable—was far too tempting to resist.

"I suppose I could spare some time to see him," you decided, your voice laced with playful intent. "After all, I wouldn’t want poor Itto to think I don’t care."

With a flick of your tail, you began the short journey to the jail, your fox-like instincts already conjuring the various ways you could toy with him. It was a game, after all, and Itto was just too fun not to play with.

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The Inazuma City jail was a modest building tucked away in a quiet corner of the city, though its notoriety was undeniable. As you approached, the guards outside gave you wary looks, fully aware of who you were. Your presence carried weight, not just because of your status as a kitsune, but because your personality mirrored that of Yae Miko—always one to create ripples where things might otherwise have been calm.

"Here to see Itto again?" one of the guards asked, trying to mask his nervousness.

"Of course," you replied with a coy smile, your tone sweet but with an edge. "I heard he’s gotten himself in trouble. Again."

The guard sighed, gesturing for you to enter. "He’s in the usual cell."

You glided into the building, your steps light and deliberate. The moment you stepped inside, you could hear Itto’s unmistakable voice echoing through the corridors, regaling his fellow inmates with what sounded like an exaggerated account of his latest escapade.

"And then—bam! I took down that Oni Kabuto with one swift punch! You should’ve seen it, guys. It was legendary!"

You suppressed a laugh, shaking your head at the grandiose tale. As much as Itto's stories were always larger than life, they were also part of his charm.

As you approached his cell, you saw him lounging against the bars, his crimson horns peeking out from his wild hair, a confident grin plastered across his face as he recounted his adventure. He hadn’t noticed you yet.

"Arataki Itto," you called, your voice dripping with amusement.

His eyes snapped toward you, widening in surprise before that signature grin of his grew even wider. "Hey! [Name]! What are you doing here? Come to bask in the glory of the one and only Arataki Itto?"

You let out a soft chuckle, resting a hand on your hip as you gave him a teasing look. "Bask in the glory, you say? All I see is a reckless oni who’s found himself behind bars once more."

Itto scratched the back of his head sheepishly, though his grin didn’t falter. "Aw, come on, it’s not like I meant to get caught. It’s all a misunderstanding, really."

"A misunderstanding?" you echoed, arching an eyebrow. "Care to explain, or should I take a guess?"

He puffed out his chest, ready to launch into another over-the-top explanation, but you held up a hand, silencing him before he could begin.

"On second thought, I think I know exactly how this went down. You, in all your infinite wisdom, probably challenged the wrong person to a duel or perhaps engaged in another one of your ridiculous beetle fights. Am I getting warmer?"

Itto deflated slightly but gave a hearty laugh. "Okay, okay, maybe there was a little beetle fighting involved... But it was for a good cause! I had to defend the honor of the Arataki Gang!"

You smirked, leaning casually against the bars of his cell. "Defend the honor of your gang? And now here you are, their leader, locked up while they’re free to do whatever they please. Some leader you are."

His expression turned serious for a brief moment, his brows furrowing. "Hey, I’m still the boss, even if I’m behind these bars. They know what to do, and they’ve got my back."

You tilted your head slightly, considering him for a moment. Despite his usual bravado and carefree nature, Itto truly cared about his gang and the people in his life. It was one of his more endearing qualities, even if he never quite managed to stay out of trouble for long.

"You really are hopeless," you said with a sigh, though there was no malice in your tone. You were enjoying this far too much to be genuinely annoyed. "I wonder... Should I even bother bailing you out this time?"

His eyes widened, and for the first time since you arrived, he looked genuinely concerned. "Wait—bail me out? You’d do that?"

You leaned in closer to the bars, your voice dropping to a low, teasing whisper. "I could... but where’s the fun in that? Maybe I’ll leave you here a little longer. Let you reflect on your poor life choices."

Itto reached out through the bars, his large hands grasping at the air as if trying to catch you. "Aw, come on, [Name]! Don’t be like that! I promise I’ll make it up to you! Just let me out, and I’ll... I’ll take you on the greatest adventure you’ve ever had!"

You laughed softly, enjoying the sight of him trying so hard to win you over. He really was like a big, overgrown child sometimes, and that only made teasing him all the more fun.

"And what makes you think I’d be interested in one of your so-called adventures?" you asked, your eyes gleaming with amusement.

"Because it’s me!" he replied, his grin returning full force. "And with Arataki Itto, you know it’s never boring!"

You pretended to think it over, tapping your chin thoughtfully. "Hmm... I suppose you do have a point. But you’ve still yet to convince me. What’s in it for me if I let you out?"

Itto’s brow furrowed as he tried to come up with an answer, his mind clearly racing. After a moment, he straightened up, looking at you with determination in his eyes. "Okay, okay, how about this: I’ll owe you one. A big one. Anything you want. You name it, and it’s yours."

You chuckled, finding his offer both amusing and intriguing. "Anything, you say?"

"Anything," he confirmed, his tone resolute.

You let the silence hang in the air for a few moments, watching as Itto squirmed under your gaze. Then, with a sigh, you finally relented.

"Very well," you said, stepping away from the bars. "I’ll bail you out. But remember, you owe me."

Itto’s face lit up with joy, and he practically bounced on his feet. "You’re the best, [Name]! I knew you’d come through!"

As you turned to leave, you couldn’t help but smirk to yourself. Itto was an endless source of entertainment, and despite his many faults, you couldn’t deny that there was something endearing about him. He might have been reckless and a little dim-witted at times, but his heart was in the right place.

And perhaps, just perhaps, you enjoyed his company more than you cared to admit.

As the guards unlocked his cell, Itto bounded out with a victorious laugh, clapping you on the back with far more force than necessary. "I knew I could count on you! Now let’s get out of here and have ourselves an adventure!"

You shook your head, a smile tugging at the corners of your lips as you followed him out of the jail. Life with Arataki Itto was never dull, and though you’d never admit it to him, you wouldn’t have it any other way.

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Masterlist

[quiet-and-disturbed]

How the Genshin Men Hug: Itto, Zhongli, Ayato, Thoma

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Arataki Itto

Itto’s hugs are all encompassing like burying under the duvet on a cold winters' night. They’re a common occurrence, most often being a surprise when he comes up behind you and loops his arms across your stomach and chest. They ground him, reminding him he’s loved, that you’re real and safe in his arms – the most important person in his found family that’s his and his alone – He’s not afraid to show his adoration for you in public too, wrapping you up in his arms and lifting you off the ground in excitement, guarding and protection you against anyone you talk to. Almost like a puppy with the stature of a cane Corso. He especially adores when he can hug you to sleep, knowing your safe, and feeding his instincts to fully protect you even in his sleep. He often dreams of you, though after a particularly bad mission or experience those dreams can turn into nightmares, when his grip on you tightens and he nuzzles into your neck, to breath you in, to remind himself that’s you’re safe and that it was simply just a bad dream. 

Zhongli

Zhongli’s hugs are grounding, like the first step on land after a turbulent flight. He doesn’t often hug you in public, preferring to keep intimacy to the privacy of your home for the sake of your safety – especially against those who knew his former identity. However, that doesn’t stop him from holding your hand whenever you're out together to ease himself into the beauty of humanity. To be so close to someone, to crave their touch and affection – it was all so new to him, and yet, when you were in his arms pressed up against him there is nowhere else, he would rather be. Despite claiming to have renounced his title as the Geo Archon, Zhongli’s body felt as if it were hewn from granite, moulded for your eyes only, and every time you embraced it was listening to an isolated earthquake, almost as if your lover was purring at your touch. At night when you slept he would hold you despite him not needing to sleep as much as you he enjoyed the novelty of it – he partook in the nightly activities of going to bed with you, cradling you until you fell asleep and always waking up moments before you bringing you into him embrace. To go a morning without embracing you in bed would most definitely sour his mood for the rest of the day, even if it were only noticeable to those closest to him such as Hu Tao who teased him relentlessly on those days.  

Kamisato Ayato

Ayato's hugs are the only time when he truly relaxes. Ayato doesn’t try to hide his vast workload from you, not anymore (a story for another time) and he’s open and honest not only about his work, but also the hours he expects to work and his schedule for the week – courtesy of Thoma – as a noble its expectant that most of his life would revolve around the duties attached to such a title. But he also has a rule where he cannot touch you when he works lest his body and mind deceive him into wrapping you up in his arms and disappearing for the week. You were his weak spot, and he did not try to hide that when you were alone together. To the public your relationship may look stiff as he doesn’t touch you in public, but it was his fraying resolve that the knowledge that even if your fingertips touch, he would unfold into a lovestruck man that kept him away in a desperate attempt to not show weakness to his enemies. After work he’d seek you out to eat together, sitting as close to you as he could, filling you in on his schemes and ideas before remaining by your side for the rest of the day entertaining anything you choose to do with your time. At night he would follow the routine you had both become accustomed to, getting ready beside one another before he enclosed you in his arms and refused to let go until the sun peeked over the horizon. He’d then drag you even tighter into his chest mumbling for just a few more minutes trying to avoid the growing light that streamed into the room – that is until Thoma came to awake his master.  

Thoma

Thoma’s hugs are few and far between, and yet linger for a lifetime, much like the imprint of seeing spring for the first time and grasping onto that memory until it comes again. He’s a busy man, always cleaning up after the Kamisato’s, both literally and figuratively. He was devoted to them and yourself, and whilst seeing him during the day was a rarity, whenever there was a time when your paths would cross, he has no qualms with scooping you up into a quick hug, kissing your cheek before departing just as swiftly. In public Thoma has no problem showering you in affection, pointing out fabrics that would suit you or the latest creation his master made him try all while your fingers are intertwined. Oftentimes you’d go to bed with Thoma due to his extensive duties, but he’d always creep in quietly, kissing your forehead before sliding in beside you and holding you for the night. On the days when he could wake up before you and shower you in kisses, he’d gently kiss your cheek, leaving breakfast prepared for you with a sweet letter before departing.   

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this is my first longer post in quite a while! Lined up I have Kaeya, Diluc and Childe to add to this in a different post! If there's anything else you'd like me to write then please don't hesitate to ask!

I hope you have a lovely day!

-Q&D