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jayzioxx · 10 days ago

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THISSSSSSSSS OMG

˗ˏˋ ꒰ KEDEHARA KAZUHA ꒱ ˎˊ˗ samurai love..

soft bf!kazuha/fem!reader

warnings ★ — none<3 just fluff, healthy relationship,today without fucky fucky my dears!!! 🌹 a/n ★ — damnn, Kazuha is such a comfort character..how I adore him,I want to rip off the hands of some writers who write dirty smut about him help

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༊*·˚ Kazuha's sensuality is unlikely to be surpassed by anyone. the guy is so full of harmony with the world around him that looking at his peaceful face, blown by the autumn breeze, brings you immeasurable pleasure. his hands, skillfully holding the blade, eyes, beautifully harmonizing with the red strand, a smile, so light - you loved to stare for hours at the samurai, who became happier from this, as well as from any other thing connected with you.

༊*· ˚Kazuha thoroughly prepared his confession to you, not wanting improvisation and mistakes. in his opinion, confession is a gift from his heart, which must be light, like leaves flying from a branch.

"I've long wanted to show you the sea," - Kazuha began with a smile, not taking his eyes off you, - "but you are silent, you don't like the landscape?"

your excitement did not escape the man who feels too well. you deny it, but the samurai comes closer, continuing to examine you.

"I hear your heart louder than the murmur of the shore. It screams about feelings," - he whispers thoughtfully and, without waiting for your answer, gently takes your hand and puts it to his chest, in which the heartbeat was echoing at a frantic pace, - "I feel it too."

༊*·˚ From the beginning of your relationship, the samurai was not shy about talking about feelings and showing them, on evening walks along the harbor he liked to squeeze your hand tighter, telling another haiku about love. In addition, Kazuha sometimes shared with you stories from the past, when he had not yet escaped from Inazuma. But he loves listening to you much more - your voice is louder for him than the rustle of crimson leaves on the trees.

༊*·˚ Kazuha likes it when you carefreely ask to comb his blond hair and braid his ponytail. at such moments he closes his eyes and smiles involuntarily, melting in your arms.

༊*·˚ he loves to hug you tightly, quietly muttering about your tenderness. his favorite part of the body is the collarbone, the guy often runs his fingers over them, and then kisses them weightlessly.

there is no hint of rudeness or lust in his actions, his love is sublime. kisses on the lips are rare for you, most often Ronin limits himself to the temples or forehead, and for you he specially offers his cheek.

༊*·˚ once he caught a yellowed, but neat leaf flying from a branch and without unnecessary words carefully wove it into your strand of hair near your ear, smiling relaxedly. it is sometimes difficult to understand his actions, Kazuha often reasoned differently from other people, but this only made you fall in love more and more with each passing day.

༊*·˚ quarrels with him are impossible. the young man, seeing your gloomy face, does not avoid problems, but tries with all his might to calm you down, creeping his fingers into your hair and stroking your head.

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jayzioxx · 1 month ago

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I swear i love this blog so much it feeds my delusions more than any hope of getting into SNU or tokyo uni

Jumping to Conclusions

Lads men seeing wedding stuff on your moments post and proceeding to overreact

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jayzioxx · 1 month ago

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Sobs

Headcanon: Heizou with a Criminal S/O

Heizou is instantly captivated by you, not just because of your charm but because of the mystery surrounding your criminal background. He’s fascinated by how someone so clever and cunning managed to evade detection for so long. It’s a puzzle he can’t resist solving.

Heizou enjoys teasing you about your criminal activities. He’ll throw in comments like, “I bet you thought you could outsmart the great Detective Shikanoin, didn’t you?” or “You’re lucky I’m on your side—or am I?” His playful banter is a way to keep things light between you, though he’s always aware of your capabilities.

Despite your past, Heizou respects your intelligence and resourcefulness. He knows it takes a sharp mind to pull off some of the things you’ve done, and he can’t help but admire that. In return, you respect his detective skills, even if they sometimes clash with your lifestyle. There’s an unspoken acknowledgment of each other’s talents.

As much as Heizou enjoys the thrill of being with someone like you, he’ll often try to steer you away from trouble. “I know you’re tempted, but maybe stay clear of any big heists tonight?” He’s always looking out for you, even if he knows you might not always listen.

Sometimes, it’s hard to tell whether you and Heizou are playing a game of cat and mouse or if you’re genuinely in a relationship. He’ll often joke about how he’s going to “catch you in the act” one day, but there’s always a playful tone behind it. You both thrive off the tension and excitement this dynamic brings.

While Heizou might not completely condone your actions, he won’t harshly judge you for them either. If he finds out you’re planning something, he’ll simply say, “I’d hate to see you get caught—by someone other than me, that is.” His subtle warnings are his way of showing he cares about your safety.

Sometimes, Heizou will consult with you on cases he’s working on. He knows your background gives you a unique perspective on crime, so he values your input. “If you were in their shoes, how would you have done it?” It’s a strangely intimate bond, discussing how to outsmart criminals while you were once one yourself.

Despite being on opposite sides of the law, there’s a deep understanding between you two. Heizou knows that your criminal past doesn’t define you entirely, and you know that his work as a detective doesn’t mean he’ll betray your trust. There’s a delicate balance in your relationship that both of you respect.

Heizou is fiercely protective of you, especially when your past catches up to you. If you’re ever in danger or targeted by other criminals, he won’t hesitate to step in. “I might let you get away with a lot, but no one messes with you on my watch,” he’d say, standing between you and the threat.

Being with Heizou is never boring. The mix of your criminal tendencies and his detective instincts keeps the relationship exciting and full of adrenaline. Whether you’re teasing him with near-miss confessions or helping him solve cases, there’s always a sense of thrill between you two.

If you ever manage to get away with something suspicious, Heizou will have fun interrogating you—half-seriously, half-jokingly. “So, where were you last night? And why do I have the feeling you’re not telling me everything?” His sly smile betrays that he’s more amused than actually suspicious.

Heizou might be a detective, but when it comes to you, he’s willing to bend the rules. If you’re ever caught up in something risky, he’ll do what he can to keep you out of trouble—even if it means covering for you. He trusts that you won’t put him in a compromising position, and that trust is key to your relationship.

The dynamic between you and Heizou is a constant push and pull. He’s always trying to keep you on the straight and narrow, while you’re always testing the limits of what you can get away with. It creates a playful tension that keeps the relationship exciting.

Despite your past, Heizou never forces you to change or stop being who you are. He respects your independence and understands that you won’t give up your lifestyle entirely. Instead, he works with you to find a balance—where you can still be you, but without causing too much trouble.

When things are calm, and it’s just the two of you, Heizou will occasionally open up about his fears. He worries about the risks you take and confides in you about how he wants you to be safe. “I just don’t want to lose you to something stupid,” he’d admit, his usual carefree demeanor replaced by a rare moment of vulnerability.

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jayzioxx · 1 month ago

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Its a xiao fic but scara has me cackling LMAO i love him 😭😭

HAUNTED

Chapter 2: Not what it seems

Masterlist II Previous II Next

A/N: Fun fact i actually did get 54 tardies my junior year of high school lmfao 😭 The lore to this smau begins now 😈

Synopsis: Friends start their first year at Teyvat University. The school that is known for its paranormal activity. The group doesn’t truly believe the rumors until they start to experience how frightening the school can be. What happens when the friend group investigates the truth of the hauntings?

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jayzioxx · 1 month ago

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What if this exact kazu[name] pair but mdzs au?/hj

I reblog things more than I actually post someting so here's a lil something

Conglomerate!Kazuha and average joe office worker!reader;

First met when [name] was in 1st grade.

[Name] was anxious about his first day of school, and in his little mind, among all those other kids, he was the only one who felt that way!

[Name] didn't exactly go to pre school, it wasn't a legal requirement, so his parents didn't see a reason to send their child to education so early and spent the first few years of [name]'s life making memories with just the three of them.

[Name] wanted to cry when he saw his mummy waving at him with a smile on her face, but he promised her he would have fun at school and a big boy doesn't break promises! So he held back the tears threatening to fall down his chubby little cheeks.

[Name] looked around, trying to find someone to talk to, but everyone already seemed acquainted with each other... Would they be mad if he bothered them? He didn't want to take chances, he'll just figure out the school thing himself! It won't be that hard, right? School was, in fact, not fun. Everyone had friends and seemed to fit in, and [name] was the odd one out. An acorn in a bowl of dog food, a duck among swans, whatever. He missed hiking with his parents and exploring old (publicly available and safe) ruins within the woods (sectioned under the community park).

As lunch time rolled around, everyone ran to play with their friends, and [name] didn't want to stay cooped up inside the classroom either, so he, too, begrudgingly walked outside to at least stare at nothing.

When [name] looked around for a quiet place to sit, a huge tree in the corner of the grass field caught his eye. He ran over to that perfect place he spotted, but as he got close, he noticed another boy, laying down on the grass and observing the sky.

[Name] turned around to quietly leave before the other boy spoke. "Do you want to sit with me?"

[Name] didn't say anything and just looked at the other boy, slightly intimidated. He seemed older. He wanted to say,'It's fine, I won't bother you' but instead blurted out, "Which grade are you in?" filled with embarrassment, he slapped his hands over his face, almost expecting the other boy to be angry, but instead, he just laughed.

"I'm in second grade. Is this your first day?" [Name] nodded and stayed silent.

"If you're alone right now, you can sit next to me. I'm also alone." The older boy said, and feeling a bit more comfortable, [name] sat next to the him.

"What's your name?" He asked from his new found friend. "Kaedehara Kazuha."

It was only in third grade, did [name] find out that Kazuha was in fact not a loner like him, and was very popular.

Went to the same secondary school too.

The hardest year for [name] was his last year of primary school. It's not like he didn't have any friends, but still, his first friend had already finished primary and transferred to another school.

When he finally finished that long year of school and transferred, he was scared. What if he had already found new friends? What if he didn't want to talk with him anymore?

Any thoughts that bothered him quickly vanished as a blonde haired boy came barreling towards him, trapping him in a hug.

"Hello!"

Had to part ways before Kazuha finished secondary school.

At some point, Kazuha just stopped showing up at school, or the library, or the park. It was like he vanished. [Name] tries contacting him, but every time the phone only spoke in its robotic voice,'the number you have dialed is not in service.'

Years passed, and [name] ended up in college. Not a prestigious university or anything, just a community college, got a half decent job with a half decent salary, and continued to stay in the same monotonous office just because the job market was too competitive to find a better job. By then, Kazuha was just a distant memory from a happy childhood.

Met after a team dinner.

[Name] was so dizzy by the time he reached the toilets, barely able to keep himself from puking all over his clothes, but hey! Just because the team leader forced him to drink till dead doesn't mean he should die before washing the damn stench off his clothes. It's not like clothing was getting any cheaper....

[Name], with all the strength he had, kept himself from face planting anywhere till he got to the sink, splashing the cold, surely dirty tap water onto his heated face.

"Fuck this..." was all he could say. Not like he could quit. Or call HR, or beat his loser of a boss dead. He still needed the paycheck and the job.

Every step he took felt like an iron ball was chained to his ankle, oh he was drunk alright. So so drunk and so so annoyed.

He somehow made it out of the crappy restaurant and decided that was enough before letting his jelly legs collapse. Maybe the pavement would be comfortable.

He shut his eyes, expecting to fall face first onto the concrete, yet a strong but slender arm stopping him from toppling over completely.

[Name] turned his head with widened eyes, the face he saw between his hazy vision was all too familiar, yet distant at the same time.

"Am I hallucinating?"

Took a while to get more comfortable with each other.

"You up?" A strangely familiar voice asked as [name] rubbed his temples, barely opening his eyes from the headache crashing into his head.

The smell of coffee radiated throughout the unfamiliar, comfortable room.

"I made you some coffee." The other person said, and only then did [name] snap back into reality. He was in an unknown person's house, in an unknown person's bed, wearing an unknown person's clothes, just the morning after he was drunk to his limits.

"What the hell happened..." he spoke, almost to the stranger, but mostly to himself. He dreamt about seeing the face of an old friend.

"At least look at my face." The man spoke again, and when [name] did look, he didn't think he'd forgive the other one again.

(They did nothing freaks)

Had their ups and downs.

It's been almost a year since [name] reunited with his old friend. A year since Kazuha did everything he could to at least hang out with [name] a bit more. His younger friend was a bit more rough, a bit more ill spoken, and a bit more pessimistic than he remembered. But gosh, was he beautiful.

But when he gets angry... I guess rage is also a beauty?

"And WHEN exactly were you going to tell me?!" [Name] kept a tight pincer grasp on Kazuha's ear as he let out a series of 'ow's.

"Soon-" Kazuha tried to weasle his way out of [name]'s grasp but was cut of swiftly.

"Yeah, and exactly how 'soon' were you going to tell me you partnered with my company's boss, specifically requested creative team B for a task specifically catered to have me work at your company?"

"Soon-! Hey that hurts!" Kazuha complained, trying to put on his best puppy eyes, but alas, it is useless.

"Right, and I'm Elon Musk, your point?" [Name] sighed and continued. "If I didn't accidentally turn to the wrong office I wouldn't have known that was your company in the first place." He raised a brow, finally releasing Kazuha's red ear.

"I can't even get mad at you because you're cute... You're abusing your power..." Kazuha pouted, rubbing his ear.

"YOU'RE the one abusing power here!"

And never confessed to each other either.

Kazuha barged into [name]'s room. The ivory walls and wooden shelves were decorated with a few photos and trinkets to the younger man's liking.

"There's a thing called knocking?" [Name] sassed as he went through a work document before he could hit submit. It's been about a week since [name] moved into Kazuha's apartment (against his will), and Kazuha made it his personal goal to invade [name]'s privacy every few hours with drinks and snacks.

Kazuha placed the mug of coffee on the table as he pressed a quick kiss on the other's cheek before grabbing another chair and sitting beside him.

[Name] suddenly paused his work and took off his reading glasses, placing them on the table. Kazuha, confused, didn't inquire but sightly tilted his head, quite like a bird.

"What are we?" [Name] asked.

"What do you want us to be?"

But still, they love each other.

A/n I'm too lazy to type out the individual headcanons rn. Maybe I'll do a part 2 if yall want me to...

Yeah anyways cringe culture is back and I'm pulling kdrama ceo x poor man gay homosexual uwu fanfiction out my ass. Yay.This one specifically was inspired by every kdrama I've watched and every manhwa I've read

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jayzioxx · 1 month ago

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So it wasn't the fact that it was gay, but the fact that it was scaramouche...

I reblog things more than I actually post someting so here's a lil something

Conglomerate!Kazuha and average joe office worker!reader;

First met when [name] was in 1st grade.

[Name] was anxious about his first day of school, and in his little mind, among all those other kids, he was the only one who felt that way!

[Name] turned around to quietly leave before the other boy spoke. "Do you want to sit with me?"

"I'm in second grade. Is this your first day?" [Name] nodded and stayed silent.

"If you're alone right now, you can sit next to me. I'm also alone." The older boy said, and feeling a bit more comfortable, [name] sat next to the him.

"What's your name?" He asked from his new found friend. "Kaedehara Kazuha."

It was only in third grade, did [name] find out that Kazuha was in fact not a loner like him, and was very popular.

Went to the same secondary school too.

The hardest year for [name] was his last year of primary school. It's not like he didn't have any friends, but still, his first friend had already finished primary and transferred to another school.

When he finally finished that long year of school and transferred, he was scared. What if he had already found new friends? What if he didn't want to talk with him anymore?

Any thoughts that bothered him quickly vanished as a blonde haired boy came barreling towards him, trapping him in a hug.

"Hello!"

Had to part ways before Kazuha finished secondary school.

Met after a team dinner.

[Name], with all the strength he had, kept himself from face planting anywhere till he got to the sink, splashing the cold, surely dirty tap water onto his heated face.

"Fuck this..." was all he could say. Not like he could quit. Or call HR, or beat his loser of a boss dead. He still needed the paycheck and the job.

Every step he took felt like an iron ball was chained to his ankle, oh he was drunk alright. So so drunk and so so annoyed.

He somehow made it out of the crappy restaurant and decided that was enough before letting his jelly legs collapse. Maybe the pavement would be comfortable.

He shut his eyes, expecting to fall face first onto the concrete, yet a strong but slender arm stopping him from toppling over completely.

[Name] turned his head with widened eyes, the face he saw between his hazy vision was all too familiar, yet distant at the same time.

"Am I hallucinating?"

Took a while to get more comfortable with each other.

"You up?" A strangely familiar voice asked as [name] rubbed his temples, barely opening his eyes from the headache crashing into his head.

The smell of coffee radiated throughout the unfamiliar, comfortable room.

"What the hell happened..." he spoke, almost to the stranger, but mostly to himself. He dreamt about seeing the face of an old friend.

"At least look at my face." The man spoke again, and when [name] did look, he didn't think he'd forgive the other one again.

(They did nothing freaks)

Had their ups and downs.

But when he gets angry... I guess rage is also a beauty?

"And WHEN exactly were you going to tell me?!" [Name] kept a tight pincer grasp on Kazuha's ear as he let out a series of 'ow's.

"Soon-" Kazuha tried to weasle his way out of [name]'s grasp but was cut of swiftly.

"Yeah, and exactly how 'soon' were you going to tell me you partnered with my company's boss, specifically requested creative team B for a task specifically catered to have me work at your company?"

"Soon-! Hey that hurts!" Kazuha complained, trying to put on his best puppy eyes, but alas, it is useless.

"I can't even get mad at you because you're cute... You're abusing your power..." Kazuha pouted, rubbing his ear.

"YOU'RE the one abusing power here!"

And never confessed to each other either.

Kazuha barged into [name]'s room. The ivory walls and wooden shelves were decorated with a few photos and trinkets to the younger man's liking.

Kazuha placed the mug of coffee on the table as he pressed a quick kiss on the other's cheek before grabbing another chair and sitting beside him.

[Name] suddenly paused his work and took off his reading glasses, placing them on the table. Kazuha, confused, didn't inquire but sightly tilted his head, quite like a bird.

"What are we?" [Name] asked.

"What do you want us to be?"

But still, they love each other.

A/n I'm too lazy to type out the individual headcanons rn. Maybe I'll do a part 2 if yall want me to...

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