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contentloadingandstuff · 4 days ago
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Kissing Headcanons - Inazuma Women x Male!Reader
A/N: Here's the second fic this week, as promised. Enjoy!
CW: Slightly smutty in parts?
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Yoimiya is a physical girl, so she enjoys having your hands on her whenever the mood strikes - or the reverse, as there’s so many hot places to take hold of on your body! Luckily, you don’t hang around the workshop as much as her, so she can kiss and taste your skin without worrying about a spicy aftertaste (so be careful when you kiss her, she tastes like coal and metal). It’s all the more unfair, then, that you’re taller than her… How is she supposed to kiss her boy on the lips with that height difference, huh?! No matter - she can just spring up into your arms and begin her loving assault on your lips from an equal footing. And even if she causes you both to come crashing down, Yoimiya will laugh it off and kiss you better. 
As an avid reader of romance novels (that may or may not have been pushed her way by a certain fox), Ei holds a lot of respect for the magic of kissing. No matter how trivial one may be, you can be sure that the Archon will stop at least for a moment to enjoy the feeling of your lips on hers with her undivided attention on you. Her stamina in combat might be nearly endless, but she is quickly reduced to a gasping, flustered mess in your embrace. Your passion, contained in every kiss, fills a deep, dark void in her heart. You make her feel loved, cherished, desired. That’s why she’ll always return to reality when she feels your lips on the puppet’s - meditation can wait, for you never know if this kiss might be the last. 
For darling Ayaka, the kiss is the primary way of displaying her love for you. It’s a gesture that doesn’t require specific circumstance - whether passing each other in the corridor, doing some paperwork or relaxing in bed, smooching or being smooched warms her heart. It’s good for a lady to show her love for her chosen one, so Ayaka won’t hesitate to plant a modest kiss on your cheek (or tug at your hand to lean down, she’s not that tall). Forehead kisses are her favorite - they feel so special in their protectiveness, always making her feel safe in your large, powerful arms. She’s strong and independent, but who wouldn’t want to be cared for like this?
A Nekomata’s love language is always physical touch, and Kirara’s love for kissing is undeniable proof of that. Unlike humans, she kisses with her whole face, not just her lips. She will rub her nose and cheeks against your face, sneaking kisses here and there and purring as loud as a Waverider’s engine. Her hands will make biscuits on whatever part of you she gets a hold on, right until she’s too dazed with affection to continue and just plops down on you. That’s why each night ends with a healthy dose of cuddling and kissing, as nothing puts Kirara to sleep better than basking in your warm affection. 
The expert at toying with you, reporting for duty. A woman like Miko is never kissed - she kisses you. No matter how eager you are, when Miko’s hands and lips get to work, you’ll soon be soft clay in her hands under her skillful touch. Be careful - Miko’s a biter, so get ready to feel your lips between her fangs as her tongue laps at yours, pushing harder at every sign of resistance while her slim hands lightly scratch at your body, soon making you unable to focus. Don’t worry - just be a good boy and let her have some fun, and who knows? Maybe you’ll get more than just a kiss…
Sangonomiya Kokomi’s days are long and full of duties that need her attention, so each moment she gets to enjoy with you is quite precious to her. After all, what better way to restore some much needed energy than to be kissed into a nap by her beloved? While Kokomi isn’t really one to dig into your face, being kissed with gentle passion shoots her straight to the heavens. Take her into your arms and pepper her face and lips with light touches of your lips and she’ll drift off to have the best dreams. One hundred energy gain guaranteed! 
While not open to doing so outside - or at least while on duty - Sara enjoys being kissed. She's not great at showing affection, that part of her is still in training, but will regardless follow what her heart says. Expect to be asked to kiss or be kissed at any time of the day, and do pick up the hints she wants to be a little more passionate. Inexperienced at this, Sara will let you take the lead, sitting or laying back as you devour her lips, moaning and tracing her hands around your body. Feel and kiss her body at your leisure, but try not to leave any marks - that'll kill her focus for hours to come. 
Public displays of affection are hardly her thing - especially kissing, with the mask and all - but don’t worry, you won’t go hungry with her around. If either of you feels like it, Shinobu will pull you into a quieter corner and lower her mask for you. If you feel like more, help yourself to her neck and every accessible inch of her beautiful, silky-smooth skin. Lap at it, smooch it, bite and mark it - she’s yours, but do be careful. Somebody might see you! Unless, of course, there’s a dark alley you can feast on her in. Be wild, be shameless, be selfish - that’s what Shinobu likes in a guy. 
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deuxcherise · 28 days ago
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To Have and To Hold
C/w: Unhealthy behavior, probably OOC Ayato Kamisato, yandere Kamisato Ayato, fem! reader, tsuntsun! reader, Thoma & Kamisato Ayaka friendship, mentions of other Genshin Impact characters, thirsting from background characters, language content, includes a picture of a moonflower A/n: So it's been a freaking long time since I've updated this series but here's a long one! in previous iterations, I had written the names in the western format (first name, surname) but I think for the sake of my sanity in wanting to maintain the smooth oration of names, I’m going to write their names in the eastern format (surname, first name). Okeydokey! Anyway, back to the story (my goodness, I started this chapter back in July!), does Ayaka get caught? If so, by who and what will she do?�� :D Masterlist
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Politics, personal affairs, finances— Any powerful and esteemed clan would keep that sort of vital information under strict surveillance, and the Kamisatos are no different. Ask any regular citizen about them, and one’ll find there is nothing valuable worth declaring as evidence against their prestigiously clean reputation.
“Psst! Did you know that recently, Lady Kamisato, pardon, the wife of our Lord Kamisato purchased…”
Unfortunately, the same could not be same from within that solid fortress, where hushed voices roam rampant.
“Oh my oh my, I did. I did. Now did you know that the young Lady Kamisato, pardon, the sister of our Lord Kamisato ate…”
“Hush now! Hush! … Now… did you know that our cat-like-”
It is, however, fortunate that the inner web-spinners of the Kamisato Estate are usually competent enough to keep such scandalous words from escaping into the outside world. That being said, it is still highly discouraged by the head of staff to participate in such impolite activity, no matter how entertaining every bit may be. A warning to newcomers: the walls are always listening, and one might accidentally miss the slightest of cracks letting in cold air.
Another fortune of the Kamisato clan is the existence of is a person responsible and quite skillful at patching up those tiny holes. And that job belongs to none other than a certain esteemed housekeeper, trusted by the head of the Kamisatos himself.
“They say that Lord Kamisato is too busy burying his head in his wife’s bosom to deal with actual matters affecting the estate,” Thoma manages to say, his lips pursed and shoulders twitching from the hilarious ridiculousness of the statement. “What do you make of it?”
Crack!
The Lord Kamisato in question snaps the barrel of yet another pen in half within a tight grip, spilling ink onto the lacquered wood of his desk. Luckily, none of it manages to land onto the piles and piles of letters stacked by the dozens pertaining to the upcoming events in mere weeks. He lets it go before propping his elbows on the table and covering his strained eyes, releasing a heavy sigh. Seeing this, Thoma almost feels pity for his boss, who has typically maintained the image of the mysterious and unapproachable bachelor in public.
“If that were true in even the slightest,” Ayato starts off, voice straining, “All of these useless matters would be finished in one day, so I could go back into the arms of my dear wife. Tis a shame…”
For a split second, Thoma’s eyes pop out and his mouth falls open. He thinks to comment, but then ultimately decides to pick up his jaw instead and clear his throat.
His lord is usually quite tactful, refined and mature for his age compared to other young men. It has been far too long to remember when exactly Thoma first entered the household, but until now Ayato has never spoken in this… for the lack of a better word, loose manner before— even within the private confines of his office.
At least… before you arrived.
Thoma takes a deep breath as he tries to keep the corners of his mouth from turning upwards, wincing from the slight shudder that escapes. “W-would you like me to suppress the rumors, my lord?”
A moment passes in silence before Ayato flicks a free hand backwards twice. “No need.” He spreads the fingers of the hand covering his eyes, allowing Thoma to see the darkness swirling in the center of those purple irises. “I see no harm in its existence. In fact… I’d like to see how far this little rumor will travel.”
“Eh? Are you sure?”
“Mm.” Ayato sits back up straight and reaches for another poor pen to sacri- utilize from the cup of regular pens. As he scribbles and finishes another letter, he orders, “In the meantime, increase the security around the west wing.” His pen stops for a moment. “Oh, and do report of my dear wife’s reaction as well, when you get the chance. I’d like to see it for myself, but unfortunately,” he gestures to the stacks of blank sheets, unused ink tablets, and empty envelopes, “I have all of this I must take care of. How bothersome… Unless-”
“I will get right onto that, Lord Kamisato!” Thoma says, saluting and escaping from the room to implement the orders before his lord could add another task upon his list.
Ayato chuckles before the smile falls off his face. The silent room then fills with scribbles upon scribbles upon scribbles…
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And so, the allowance of unlimited freedom for this little rumor to spread eventually leads to a sudden uptick in sales within the perfume industry for husbands, wives, and partners to dab tantalizing scents on their chest and successfully seducing their spouses to—
Ahem.
A slight digression, regarding the interesting topic of rumors and gossip. That story in particular is meant for another time. In the meantime, presently, there is a most concerning and sordid piece of hearsay being passed around the Kamisato Estate as of late: it being the scandalous rumor that the young, unmarried Lady Ayaka, sister of Lord Kamisato, is parading around in a servant’s uniform.
Such improper conduct could not possibly be, well, possible. At least, that’s what Thoma thinks. There is absolutely no way Miss Ayaka would be entertaining this notion. She has a playful side, sure, being a younger sister adored by the public after all. But a mischievous side? Against her brother’s orders? Impossible.
“Oh!” “Huh?”
“Ayaka…?”
It is indeed amusing, how life seems to like finding ways in which to prove the most certain of people wrong.
Ayaka’s eyes widen in fear. “T-Thoma?”
Despite the shock, the bewildered housekeeper immediately scans Ayaka’s attire. Just as the rumors have mentioned, Ayaka seems to be dressed exactly to play the role of Lady-in-waiting for his lord’s wife. Though, even with the servant attire, there’s no hiding her princess-like aura, which begs the question, “What-”
Step step step step.
Various feet make their way towards their hallway, prompting Thoma to quickly slide open a door and grab Ayaka on the way inside. With the door shut, he looks and listens for the footsteps to pass by and fade into silence before letting out a sigh of relief. Finally, he addresses the issue in a calm and stern tone. “Miss Ayaka, may I ask what exactly are you up to?”
Ayaka opens her mouth to explain calmly and eloquently as she always does, except a thought suddenly occurs to her.
Thoma, being her brother’s right hand man, is privy to almost all of Ayato’s plans. Which means he too must be aware that Ayato has been keeping his wife, her very own sister-in-law, trapped in the west wing of the estate. All alone without a single close soul to reach out to. A friend you can let down your hair with. A friend you can share a laugh with. A friend you can have… have…  to have a girls’ night with!
Ayaka gasps at her brother’s and Thoma’s audacity, much to his confusion. “The nerve of you two!” she accuses, jabbing an accusatory finger against Thoma’s chest.
Thoma takes a step back and raises his hands in a surrendering manner at this unexpected behavior. “W-what?”
Hands fisted, Ayaka continues. “I heard from (Y/n) herself! All of this time, I had believed she was avoiding me out of fear or shyness, but in reality, it is Brother who has been keeping us apart! Can you believe that??” She raises a finger, shushing him. “No, don’t answer that. You must be in on it too, since you’re part of her staff! What do you have to say for yourself, Thoma?”
Thoma’s eyes rapidly look around, away from Ayaka’s face, as if looking for the correct answer that’s not appearing in his mind.
Ayaka, not one to stay angry for long, begins to falter. “W-well?”
What could Thoma say? That it is her brother’s prerogative to lock Lady (Y/n) away? And how could he, a mere housekeeper, possibly go against his lord’s order, lest he be charged with treason? An unreasonable conclusion, sure. But the culprit of this entire situation is a very stressed and severely deprived Ayato tittering on the edge, and there is no one who can sway him as he is now.
Prior to the marriage, Thoma’s long-time loyalty and friendship would have had some weight and influence on his lord’s decisions. But now? Well, that’s a fool’s risk.
Seeing Thoma’s hesitance, Ayaka takes a step back, and wills her temper down, an admired trait of hers that has kept her previously calm in the face of arrogant leaders she’s had to forge alliances with for the sake of the Kamisato clan. She takes a deep breath, settles in a graceful pose with her back straight and her hands politely together. “Thoma, I forgive you for your unwilling participation in this mess-”
Thoma makes a face and almost releases a sigh of relief at the miss’s understanding.
“-and I would like to request that you keep my activity thus far a secret from Brother. As long as possible.”
His eyes go wide. “Eh? But-”
“I started playing the part of Lady (Y/n)’s Lady-in-waiting to find out her true character at first,” Ayaka explains. “And what I have witnessed is that she is graceful and kind, and well-suited to being my brother’s wife. I would very much like to meet her as myself at some point, if only Brother would allow it. Until then, I’d like to enjoy being in her company. Without titles and reputation. ”
Thoma’s lips tighten, ruminating on it for a moment.
“Please,” she says, eyes glittering like a lost puppy.
Thoma sighs. “Okay, alright. I’ll do my best to keep the staff under wraps, but I cannot guarantee your brother won’t hear wind of this from passing whispers. You know he has a strange way of knowing everything…”
Ayaka intertwines her fingers together tightly, a happy aura emanating from her form. “Thank you, Thoma! Thank you so much.” A sudden thought occurs to her. “Oh. If I may ask, do you know why Brother is so insistent on hiding her, Thoma? Is she in danger of some sort?”
Thoma plays with the back of his hair to ease his stress. “Uh… Not exactly…? How do I say this? Uh… Your brother… he… eh… might be a little… obsessed with her?”
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Rumors often travel and trickle down the twisted grapevine before reaching the last right or wrong ears. And very rarely, do the details stay untouched.
Crrr…
Unless, of course, you’re right next to the source material.
WHAT??? your mind screeches, reeling from all of this unexpected development.
All of your limbs are stretched out, hands gripping the barely creaking wooden supports holding up the ceiling of this room, doing their best to keep your entire body from falling eight feet to the floor. Below you are your lady-in-waiting— who-is-actually-your-sister-in-law-apparently (?) — and that hardworking housekeeper— and-right-hand-man-to-your-damn-husband!
How does a wife of a lord find herself in this precarious situation, one may ask?
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[A few moments ago…]
With the vines on the furthest wall of the garden destroyed by your stupid husband, stealing your one line of freedom out of this damned estate, desperate times call for desperate measures. There couldn’t possibly be just one way out of this place, after all. Not to mention, luckily, your lady-in-waiting, Ayami, is finally away from you… for some reason. Regardless, you figure this is the time to strike.
“Psst!”
“What?”
“You ready?”
“Shh!”
Roaming through the halls, you find yourself next to one of the kitchens in charge of your daily meals. You quickly hide behind a tower of baskets, interest piqued by the sudden gathering of familiar and unfamiliar staff all in one place, whispering to each like a small horde of mice.
“Okay, okay, girls, guys, everyone, settle down.”
“Scooch over!” “Stop pushing me!” “Oh my Archons-”
“Settle down!” the leader of this gathering barks. “ … Now… It is time to unanimously decide…”
Perhaps, your escape could be delayed for a few moments. You don’t have a route mapped out just yet, and it would be a shame if you got caught so easily, being a daughter of the Holy Dogs and the lady of the estate. Besides, what are they talking about that begets such suspicious behavior?
Decide what? An ambush on the Kamisato Estate?? you wonder, leaning closer and tilting your head.
One of the staff plays a soft drum roll by slapping the back of a pot laid upside down.
“... on who’s the hottest man in Inazuma!!!”
You blink. Eh?
“Wooo!” “Yeah!” “Let’s get it on!”
“Now for the lineup, we have… Arataki Itto!”
“Woo!” “Wah~” “HELL YEAH!” “Our one and oni~” “HE’S DA MAN!”
You think about Arataki Itto. You had met him that day Ayato decided to take you out and you fell into the bridge and your husband— Ahem! Back to the oni in question, the last time you saw him, he did leave a manly impression. One that reminds you of a very tough… puppy? One of those mean-looking dogs that turn out to be surprisingly meek. With all of those markings and those large red horns, you suppose he does bring a carnal, predatory aspect of lust into some people’s mind at first glance. Too bad for those people, since he seems more naive and loud-mouthed than the brooding oni his appearance portrays. Plus, he's apparently a friend of your husband— close enough to call him “bro” of all things— which automatically makes him weird. But to each their own, you suppose.
“Gorou!”
“CUUUTE!” “Yah!” “My future waifu!” “The goodest boi!” “HE LOOKS SO FLUFFY!”
Gorou, the great general of the Watatsumi Island’s forces. You haven’t had the opportunity to meet him yet (a result of your unwilling isolation, no doubt), but you have heard the tales. An admirable man known for his strength and valor. If Itto reminded you of a puppy, then the dog man himself definitely is a puppy. A Shiba inu, to be exact. Which begs the question, if he went up against Taroumaru, who would win…? In addition, if it were possible, you’d like to pet both and find out whether or not his tail is as fluffy as the rumors claim…
“Kaedehara Kazuha!”
Many whistles fly. “OUR HERO~” “Shut up, he’s mine!” “Please, he’s too good for a tramp like you.” “WHO YA CALLIN’ TRAMP, YOU SKANK?”
Another man of influence you’ve yet to meet in person, but one you’ve known about for a long time. The Kaedeharu Clan was a noble samurai clan of notable fame here in Inazuma and a subordinate branch of the Kamisato Clan until a certain incident. The young master was one of the bachelors considered in your betrothal. However, since the man himself was uninterested in marriage, and your elders saw it unfit to give you to a dying line, you ended up here instead of wherever he ended up, being a nomad and all. You don’t have any complaints, but it does make you wonder what it would’ve been like to be married to such a mysterious man… Would you have been free to roam the lands instead of cooped up here within the walls of the Kamisato Estate…?
Not that you would dare tarnish your family’s reputation with a dishonorable act of affairs, of course! And neither are you interested anyway. It’s just an interesting what-if situation to think about.
“Shikanoin Heizou!”
“Ahhh~” “His voice is so… mm~” “Yeah, so handsome~ “Listen, I’d never commit murder… unless it’s to steal his heart.” “PFF! LAME!” “SHUT UP, YOU LONELY SON OF A-”
Another man you haven’t- Ugh… Again, not someone you’ve met in person but you have heard some rumors. A young prodigy detective from the Tenryou Commission, with sharp senses and ingenious thoughts. Apparently, no matter what unsolved case he's facing, he can get to the truth in unexpected ways. Perhaps, if you are able to get ahold of him, you could have him solve the mystery of why your husband acts so strange?
“Thoma!”
“Ooooh!” “Honestly, he wins.” “He can wife me up any day.” “More like be my wife, ya know what I mean?” “Heck no! He’s our head of staff!” So?” “So… as if he’d be interested in your ugly peasant behind.” “NEO JUGEULLAE!?” “SPEAK COMMON-”
You grind your teeth, possessing no comment regarding your husband’s most loyal accomplice.
…..
… Fine! if you had to be fair… considering you’ve given props to the other men mentioned already… He is, admittedly, handsome in his own right. Reliable. Charming, in a kind and respectful kind of way.  If you weren’t married, you could see yourself snatching him up to be a husband on a whim.
…..
On second thought, you do find him a complete pushover who’d probably cry a lot if you showcased your true self. There’s no way someone like that could be completely loyal to and serve a strange man like your husband if he wasn’t a pushover. He probably wouldn’t be able to say no to someone like your cute and clumsy lady-in-waiting, Ayami, for example. He reminds you of a dog that whines if you so much as step out of sight for a single second. Pathetic.
“And finally…” Dramatic drumroll. “Kamisato Ayato!”
“.....” “.....” “.....” “Oooh…”
You await more comments, but find none.
What’s with the silence? you think, eyebrows furrowed. Where’s all of the cheering for my husband? He is an undoubtedly handsome and talented man, though with some caveats. Surely, there should be at least one fan?
“What? All that fuss over all those other men and suddenly when it comes to our fine-looking lord, nothin’?” asks the leader of the gossipers.
Exactly!
“Well…,” one of them starts, “It’s more like… you know…?”
“Yeah…” another of them agrees with hesitance. “He… and Lady Kamisato…”
“You know what? If nobody wants to say a thing, then I will!”
A round of groans. “Oh Archons, please someone hold him down.”
“Hey, wait a second!” You can hear many feets jump to the ground. “Listen, listen! He’s not my number one, but he’s like super duper hot.” Some pots clatter about. “If he wasn’t married, I’d bang him. Like I’d actually-”
“Oi!” One of them cuts in. “Speak properly and stop talking about our lord like that!”
“Ya know what?” says the mischievous one. “You’re right. If his wife wasn’t married-”
Your eyebrows raise up in wonder.
“WHOA! WHOA! WHOA!” cuts in the leader. “Shut. The hell. Up. Listen, buddy, I get that you’re a thirsty single idiot, but do not, and I repeat, do not speak of our lord’s wife in that manner. Especially in here. Do you want to end up getting your entire family killed? You wanna end up thrown out into the ocean?”
A silent gasp tumbles out of your mouth. What? People can’t talk about me, or else they’ll die? Because of who? And why? … Have there been people who have died whispering my name? Oh dear, that’s horrible! I must bring it up with Ayami later… But if I make the wrong move, will I be killed too?
“I mean… I guess there’s more fish in the sea-”
“Oh my Archons.” “Eff me.” “Shut up, weirdo…” “This is why nobody likes you.”
“Oh, come on!”
“Everyone, let's get back to the contest! Cast your votes now!”
Step step step step.
With footsteps coming your way, much to your chagrin, you depart from your hiding spot and race through the hallways, watching for any signs of incoming individuals. Just when you see a hint of a person’s clothing as they turn the corner, you immediately enter one of the rooms, close the door, and wait for them to pass.
“Oh!” “Huh?”
You hear two people accidentally bump into each other outside the door.
“Ayaka…?” says the male voice.
You haven’t said a word, but it seems the devil looks for any opportunity to appear. The moment you hear Thoma’s voice, an ice cold feeling enters your chest and makes you sharply inhale, fearing he’ll catch you and bring you back to your husband. In just under a second, you quickly scan the room and luckily find wooden pillars strong enough to support a person. Thank goodness for the Kamisato clan’s financially high status!
You quickly hop up,  extend all of your limbs, and balance yourself on the ceiling’s frame just as the housekeeper and… your lady-in-waiting(???) enter the room in the same manner as you did just earlier, avoiding other staff.
Thoma and Ayami? How scandalous! you think as your eyes jump between them. I would’ve never thought!
And that is how you end up finding out that your Ayami is actually Ayaka, your sister-in-law, and that sneaky housekeeper is definitely a complete pushover.
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Obsessed? Your eyebrows scrunch together in confusion. Him? Me? Obsessed? HIM?
“Eh? Brother? Lady (Y/n)? Obsessed?” Ayaka repeats, as if voicing your thoughts exactly. She gasps. “You mean to say… he’s in love with her?”
You almost choke on your spit.
“In a way…” Thoma nods vehemently, eyes squeezed tight as if he himself is having trouble believing this truth. “But it’s true! I swear. He has been, with her, since the day they met.”
The memory of the day you met your husband comes to mind, where you were crouched down in the very garden where you now constantly make and fail your escape attempts. You remember clearly putting on a fake smile, as per the Elders’ order, before turning around to greet him and his own fake smile. Two people wearing masks agreed to marry each other, to have and to hold until death.
Nothing unusual with arranged marriages, but… you’ve been wearing a mask since day one, with only a few cracks here and there. Does that mean your husband only decided to marry you because he fell in love with your fake self…?
In an instant, you feel something sharp and small like a needle pierce your chest. There are no enemies in this room, and there is not a single spot of blood seeping into the cloth covering your chest, and yet your chest hurts. You shake your head away from this strange feeling, and keep listening.
Ayaka intertwines her fingers together, eyes glittering. “Well, that’s wonderful! How wonderful!” She then deflates a little. “Though I do suppose that does explain why he’s so… protective over her…”
“Mm.”
You bit your bottom lip in dismay. No! Do not be fooled! That brother of yours is most certainly not being “protective”. I can take care of myself, thank you very much!
“However!” Ayaka pipes up. “I do not think it is fair for her at all. And most certainly not to me. He wouldn’t even allow our meeting to take place! I can't possibly be considered a danger to her.”
“Yes… Well, given the limited all-female staff, the restricted areas she’s allowed to be in, and the high amount of security around those areas… Now that I’m actually talking about it, I truly think he has gone mad,” Thoma comments.
I AGREE!
“I believe so too.” Ayaka agrees, crossing her arms. “Perhaps because she is his first love, after all…”
Eh…? Really…?
Ba-thump.
“Now that you’ve mentioned it, he’s been smiling strangely as of late. And every time I mention Lady (Y/n) around him, I hear a cracking sound.”
Ba-thump. Ba-thump.
Oh thank goodness, I thought I was the only one hearing it. So, it does have something to do with that scary man. Huh… Scary…
“Indeed… I’ve been noticing that too,” says Thoma, getting into a thinker’s pose. “Regardless, it seems due to the upcoming festivals, he hasn’t been able to spend some time with Lady (Y/n) as of late and he is, for a lack of better words, suffering. Badly.”
Ba-thump. Ba-thump.
… G-good. If I can’t go outside by myself, then he cannot… he should… I can’t stand being near that man. If I have to suffer, then so should he.
“Is that so? Hmm… Speaking of which, ever since Lady (Y/n) received a package of…” Ayaka coughs politely, “‘mature’ books some time ago from a friend of hers, she has been avoiding him as much as possible. Not out of anger, I don’t think, but she has an odd tendency to ask for a bowl of ice water to dunk her head in whenever I mention him.”
Oh. Those books and the cucumber incident. Your cheeks fill with heat as you know it’ll be a while before you recover completely from that day. Your limbs begin getting tired, but all the training sessions you’ve endured since you were little demands you stay put and steadfast.
Thoma decides not to question the books, though his interest is piqued. Instead, he brings up a suggestive notion with raised eyebrows and a glint in his eyes. “Oh? It seems while it is obvious your brother is highly interested in Lady (Y/n), she might perhaps… feel the same way towards him?”
Ba-thump. Ba-thump. Ba-thump.
No? Absolutely not! You're getting the wrong idea! you shout mentally. He is a scary, scary man!
Ayaka’s eyes match his glint as she processes his words. “Perhaps they are too oblivious to one another to notice. Hm. I must say, it is quite advantageous that you are his right hand man, and I am her lady-in-waiting. I believe a little push may turn the tide?”
I’m not liking where this is going…
Thoma grins. “Shall we?” he offers, holding out his right hand.
“We shall!” Ayaka grasps his right hand with hers, solidifying their team-up officially.
And so, the esteemed housekeeper and the undercover sister-in-law make a silent vow with fire in their eyes and a determination in their hearts to join their respective persons.
While you are still on the ceiling, now silently begging them to leave.
Forget all of this nonsense about bringing you and your strange husband together or whatever they agreed on. And forget about even escaping. You just want to go back to your room and pretend you know nothing at all and are just a naive doll-like wife as most people believe you to be, not straining yourself in this manner.
The very moment the two leave, unseen by anyone else luckily (else that too could become its own rampant rumor, being a couple of unmarried individuals in a room by themselves) and shut the door, you immediately jump down onto the tatami mats and release a large sigh of relief. You roll your shoulders and bend your legs, wiggling your entire body out of the strain. You mentally apologize to your tomorrow’s self for enduring the damage of today’s actions.
You begrudgingly head back to your room, passing by the very garden that began all of the events that have occurred thus far. It is currently a late evening and the sun has already sunken behind the wall, now barren and mocking at your desire for freedom. It is a sight to behold however, seeing the beds of moonflowers starting to bloom underneath the flowerless cherry blossom trees.
Seeing as you have plenty of time before dinner, you make your way over near the wall and crouch down to examine the blooms closely. They were planted only a few weeks ago, replacing the autumn crops. During the day, you’ve only seen their bulbs. In the shadows now, they look like little stars. You reach out to touch the soft-looking petals.
“I’d advise you not to touch those particular flowers, (Y/n),” comments a very familiar voice from behind you.
You jolt and stand up, turning around as you do so, meeting the eyes of your husband. You quickly replace your wide eyes and open mouth with your doll-like mask, with emotionless eyes and a rigid smile. You give a tiny bow to him in greeting. “Hus- Ayato. San.”
Ba-thump.
His expression mirrors your own, though his eyes swirl with that familiar glint that raises goosebumps along your skin, covered by the expensive fabric of your modest robe. “(Y/n), he greets you back.
The two of you stand there in silence, not breaking eye contact except for the occasional blinking.
Although in the past, salacious images would appear in your mind and make you horrendously flustered in his presence… Somehow in this moment, your mind has become a void space, like the depths of a raging ocean at night.
Ba-thump.
The moment you hear the crickets in the garden begin to chirp, you realize there is no else here in the garden except for you and your husband.
Ba-thump. Ba-thump.
You decide to break the awkward silence. “How are you this evening?”
Crrr…
“Fine. And you?”
You nod. “Same as well.”
……
Ba-thump. Ba-thump.
“May I… inquire as to why you’d advise against touching these particular flowers?” You gesture to them.
He finally breaks eye contact entirely, looking over the moonflowers contemplatively. “Hmm. Pretty as they are, unprocessed moonflowers are unfortunately poisonous to the touch.”
“Is that so?”
“Mm. If accidentally ingested,” he continues, slowly going through more symptoms without breaking a beat. “They can potentially cause deliria, increased body temperature, hallucinations, disorientation, and in severe cases, respiratory failure or death.”
You blink, horror replacing your doll-like mask as you turn to look at the innocent-looking flowers. “Why- We should get rid of them then! Why keep such dangerous plants in an open space like this?”
“Are you suggesting we keep them hidden away in a closed space?” he asks, his voice monotone.
“Well, yes! Or gone completely!” you answer. “These flowers look far too innocent to be poisonous. Anyone would think it okay to pick them like any other flower in this garden.”
“That’s right… Though, it would be a shame if I had to get rid of them all. Such a flower that only blooms at night time is a privilege to behold, and not to mention, difficult to attain.”
You squint your eyes at the moonflowers, which resemble morning glories. “Is that so?”
“Mm. I would like to at least keep just one for myself…” he says in a low wishy-washy tone. “Presumably, near my desk or by my bedside…”
Your face twists into a frown of confusion. You turn to him to retort, “What? You shouldn’t keep one at all! What if you accidentally…”
Your voice leaves you when you find him standing just a foot away from you, his purple eyes seemingly glowing against the shadow over his face. The wall looms behind you, leaving no room to walk backwards. Your sides are covered with moonflowers, meaning you cannot simply sidestep your way out without trampling them.
“Accidentally…?” he repeats, voice hushed.
Why’s he so close?
Ba-thump.
“...A… A-accidentally touch it and poison yourself?” you complete your sentence. “As you said.”
His eyelids lower slightly. “That’s true… That could happen…” He tilts his head curiously. “I suppose I’ll just make sure not to touch it…”
“B-but what if you w-want to?” you insist, cringing at your suddenly developed stuttering. “O-or accidentally do?
He smiles, though his eyes don’t match at all. In fact, the swirling purple begins to glow even more ominously underneath the wall’s shadow. “Are you suggesting… that I lack self-restraint?”
You shake your head slightly. “N-not at all, Husband.”
“Ayato.”
“A-Ayato. San.”
“Good. But…” He places a hand against the wall and leans forward slightly, making you lean back. “It’s a shame. I would still desire one for myself, even if I can never lay a finger on it… Am I not allowed to…?”
What’s with this position? Why’s he asking for permission?  “I d-didn’t mean that,” you respond. “B-but surely, there are o-other better and prettier flowers just like it that w-won’t cause you any harm?”
He hums as if considering your words properly. “I suppose that’s true… though… ‘better’ and ‘prettier’, as you put it, they are not. At least… compared to the flower I truly want.”
Ba-thump.
Flower? “S-still!” you insist, ignoring the nagging feeling poking at you. “I-it would be better to not have something s-so dangerous near you. A-anything that would not cause any of those h-horrid conditions you mentioned earlier would be much safer, in any case. S-shouldn’t it?”
“Hm…” He leans in even closer. “And what should I do if I still want it?” 
What is he doing!? “W-what?”
“What if I… already experience all of those horrid things while it is not at my side?” he whispers, huskily. “What should I do then, hm (Y/n)?”
You open your mouth to respond, only to produce, “... Uh?”
Your eyes begin to shift hesitantly as they search for something in the swirling purple of his irises to explain what is happening right now, only to realize that it looks like it could swallow you whole. In fear, you hesitantly raise your hands to push him back for more space, only to be shocked to find your fingers hovering a mere hair’s width from his chest. You lean back instead, only to move a few centimeters before your back is pressed against the stone cold wall. That thumping echoing inside your ears since earlier begins to increase in volume, becoming louder and heavier with each beat.
“What. Then. (Y/n)?” he asks again, weighing each word, unwavering as he leans forward a little more.
He’s so close you almost can feel the heat rolling off from him as the temperature grows colder. Dizzying is the warm scent of oak, of tea, and… an underlying oceanic essence?
You snap out of this hesitance and answer, “I… I-I don’t know!” as you squeeze your eyes shut as you finally find the courage to press your hands against his chest and push him with all your might.
He stumbles a few steps back, allowing you the chance to escape by hopping over to patches of grass not covered in moonflowers, only to feel your arm be snatched, pulling your body back against a body, namely your husband’s body. His arms wrap around you, like a cage around a pet.
“Wha-”
“Shhh… there are witnesses.” The timbre of his voice tingles against the delicate skin of one of your ears.
You tense up. A quick glance in front of you captures the sight of gasping servants who rush out of sight, possibly to share the scandalous sight of the lord being intimate with his wife in the secrecy of their main garden. You blush heatedly as this description presents itself in your mind.
It’s not like that at all! He’s just… He’s just being weird! you tell yourself, though you don’t even sound convinced in your own mental dialogue.
Ba-thump. Ba-thump. Ba-thump.
You flinch when you feel him take a breath near your ear, his arms tightening around you.
“You…”
“... W-what?” You fear his next words.
“The moon….”
…..
You raise an eyebrow. “Eh?”
“The moon… looks beautiful tonight…” he whispers.
Unlike earlier, he sounds… unsure of himself. It’s… strange, coming from your husband who is so usually calm and collected with his fake smiles and scary eyes. You look up at the sky. The sun may have already set, but there is no moon to be seen from where you stand. You tilt your head in confusion, but you don’t dare turn your head to look at him.
“Um… Hus- Ayato. San?”
There is a lull before he answers, “... Yes?”
“The moon hasn’t risen yet?” you point out.
“... So it hasn’t,” he confirms, without raising his head. Or least, you don’t feel him turn his head to the sky.
…..
“Um…?”
“... Hm?”
“There is… no one here…” you say. “Anymore.”
You feel him shift his face, presumably looking in front of you before he shifts his head back down. “... So there isn’t,” he responds plainly.
…..
“... Can I… go? Now?” you ask, hopeful to go and calm down all of your being.
You feel him deeply inhale and exhale a warm breath. “... Okay.”
The moment you feel him release his arms, you book it to the nearest room, wrench the sliding door open, and slam it shut before you collapse onto your four limbs and begin gasping for air as your blood rushes through your entire body with pounding fervor. In the dark, you lay down on your side and place a hand against your heart as you process what just happened.
Ba-thump. Ba-thump. Ba-thump. Ba-thump. Ba-thump!
What was he- Why was he- UGH! You grip your hair, feeling the heat of your cheeks burning like the summer sun.  He… hugged me. We hugged. He gave me a back hug. Why did he give me a hug? R-right, it was to keep up our image in front of our staff. But then why did he keep hugging me? We haven’t held hands yet! What was he talking about? Did he… does he like me?
You grip the fabric in your hands and shake your head.
No. If anything, he hasn’t met my true self, and it’s not like I… I don’t have feelings for him so…  so I should… I should just pretend that didn’t happen. That’s right… Right…
You wipe the excess water coming from your eyes on the fabric of your sleeve.
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Outside in the garden, standing lonesome is the heir to the Kamisato clan, gazing at his empty hands. The warmth of your body has left its mark, now a phantom sensation he wishes to re-experience in its entirety, if only you’d let him.
Ba-thump…
He sighs and turns to gaze upon the innocent-looking moonflowers swaying lightly to the late evening breeze.
Untouchable, and yet so irresistible to look at. It really took all of his restraint to simply not do anything that would scare you when the delicious scent of you was wafting about tantalizingly as he held you in his arms…
Ever since the day he saw you muttering incessantly to yourself, picking apart a poor flower in this very garden, before putting on a facade before him, he had initially thought that someone like you should be locked away in a cage to study, like a cat. An unruly pet to tame, just for his own amusement in this colorless, unfeeling world.
But after marrying you and spending some more time with you— gazing upon you in times when you’re not near him— he began to crave it more.
And now forced to be away from you for such long periods of time? It was different from when you had spent your honeymoon in separate rooms, which was partly out of his own will. This time, however…
Ayato scoffs, placing a hand on his forehead as memories of these past few weeks come to his mind.
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The sight of Thoma, his most loyal and obedient comrade, being allowed to roam freely in the west wing where you reside, even on his orders,  is starting to become so nerve-wracking it makes Ayato want to break the housekeeper’s arms and legs so painfully, he wouldn't be able to think about crawling towards you.
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Sometimes, while taking a break from working on his duties, Ayato would look at his hands and find them covered in thick amounts of black ink in one moment, and then normal and clean with your hands in his, and then nothing at all the next moment.
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There are times he finds himself so dizzy from looking at all of the words he’s written and seeing faint images of you sitting across from his desk, smiling at him the way you've never smiled at him before.
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Lately, he finds himself having difficulty sleeping at night in your separate bedrooms, knowing you're so close and yet so far from him. Every so often, he’ll wake up in that very lonely bedroom of his, and find you there on top of him, whispering things only a fiend would ever say— only to wake up again and find only himself. Oh… The things you do to him… 
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Yet the real you runs away from him each and every time you see him. Why? Is it because you're afraid of him? If you are, you're such a smart kitten…
But too bad. Your husband is not someone who gives up so easily.
If he doesn’t do something about your tendency to run outside the moment the door is open, you might encounter dangerous beasts who wish to do nothing more than to rip out all of your petals and feast upon you whole.
Ayato reaches down and plucks a moonflower, slowly twirling it between gloved fingers. The white of the petals reflect the light of the moon that just is now peeking shyly behind dark clouds.
Just like you, he thinks.
It is unfortunate, however, that unlike the insidious moonflower, you carry no such poison to defend yourself against such terrible beings— daughter of the Holy Dogs or not.
The kind that roams outside of the estate, of course. Not him. Oh no no no. You should understand that the only terrible beast, if he is honest about himself, allowed to be near you should be him and only him. That is a privilege only a husband should have towards his wife, is it not?
Ayato smiles genuinely and sadistically, chuckling to himself as he crushes the flower in his hand and then opens it, letting the crumbled pieces fall to the ground. His head fills with all sorts of deep and dark thoughts, of his intentions towards you and of how he’ll get rid of everyone standing between you and him.
He looks towards the direction you went.
Ah… perhaps it’s about time you get used to him, to understand where exactly you should be.
Right next to him, and no one else.
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zweetpea · 9 months ago
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Eternity or Stasis part 2 of 2
“WOAH WOAH WOAH!! Language! Hehe, Steve… anyway. Previously on… whatever the hell this is!”
“Who are they talking to?” Aether asks
“I, Gen, got shot and ended up here! Then the Raiden Shogun’s army kidnapped me and brought me here!” You wrap your arm around Ei’s shoulders.
“Please stay away from me.”
“Wow! Okay, I see how it is.” You unwrap your arm from around her shoulder. “I thought you were Bae, turns out you’re just Fam. Jk I respect your boundaries.”
Lumine comes up to you. “Gen!” She smacks you. “Pull it together!” She shakes you by your collar.
“Listen listen listen Linda! I appreciate your help mkay, I really do, but you need to take a step back.”
“What is wrong with you?” Aether asks.
“I’m a little meshed up.” You smile.
“We can tell.” Lumine rolls her eyes.
“So uh, what did you guys say your names were? Sorry I’m kinda bad with names.” You ask.
“My name is Sky and this is my sister Light.” Aether smiles and waves.
“…hi.” She rolls her eyes.
“So… good job warding off Dvalin and Osial but I have the Raiden Shogun covered. The talk no jutsu worked. I was just like, you need to fix your attitude and outlook on life and apparently that worked.”
“Well of course. You are the one Celestia fears. There is no doubt in my mind that you are wise.”
“Oh stop Ei! You’re making me blush.” You giggle. “Anyway please let us out. Then take over your puppet and we’ll get to work on fixing your nation.”
“Alright.” Ei opens the rift and the three of you exit. “Everyone! This is the Adored one! The one Celestia fears! Centuries ago the Archons held a meeting in Celestia and we were informed of a prophecy of someone who would take down Celestia and liberate Teyvat! This is that person.” Ei shouted. “Go on. Tell them about how we’re going to fix Inazuma.”
“Me?! Oh uh. Hi everyone! My name is Gen, with a G. I’m gender fluid. So we’re going to be giving back all of the Visions and pardoning everyone on Watatsumi Island.”
After about an hour of diplomatic work you were finally able to walk around the city with the twins and Paimon.
“It’s nice to meet you! Paimon is Paimon. These are the Stardust travelers.”
“It’s nice to meet you Paimon! You are just adorable!”
“Aww. Thank you. Ehehehe!”
“So where do we want to go?” You asked.
“How about we meet up with Ayaka and Thoma?” Aether suggests.
“Sure.” You smile.
You four make your way down to the Yae Publishing House. There stood Thoma, Ayaka, and Ayato actually.
“Thoma! Ayaka! And… who is this?” Paimon cheers.
“Hello travelers! This is my older brother Ayato.”
‘Obilf’ you think.
“And who is this?” He smiled towards you.
“You can call me whatever you like handsome.” You smirk.
“Well how about Gen then.”
“Okay.” You smile sadly. ‘I’m this close to boning Jeht’s dad. I was promise debauchery!’ Grr. Your stomach grumbles. “Heh, sorry I haven’t eaten all day.”
“You poor thing. Come with me, I’ll get you some food.” Ayaka takes your hand. ‘Forget Ayato. Ayaka being wife material right now.”
“Thank you! The beauty of you soul compliments the beauty of your face.” She blushes at your compliment.
Your group makes their way back into the city and you head to the komore tea house.
“Cute! Puppy!” You cheer.
“This is Taromaru.” Thoma introduces.
“Hi sweetie.” He nuzzles into your palm. “This is the greatest day of my life. I’m so happy I might cry!”
Lumine rolls her eyes as Aether chuckles. We all go to sit in one of the rooms and sat at the table. Thoma, Ayaka and Ayato on one side. You and the twins on the other. You sat across from Thoma; Aether sat next to you on your right across from Ayaka; and Lumine sat on the end across from Ayato. Paimon floated beside Lumine. 
The seven of you chatted and ate. “Sky you have to try this!” You held out some food in between your chopsticks.
“Oh sure.” He takes a bite. “That’s really good!”
“I know right!”
“Here you should try some of mine.” He gives you some of his.
“This is so tasty!”
“I’m glad you enjoy our cuisine!” Ayaka cheered.
“I enjoy your face more~ sorry I’m letting the intrusive thoughts win.”
After the meal you and the twins and Paimon left for the wilderness.
“Well I should probably let you guys be for the night.”
“Yeah, good night.” Lumine grimaced.
As you were walking through the mountain side you were ambushed by fatui agents.
 You held out your hand and…
…nothing happened.
“WHAT?!” Your delusion glowed purple. “You motherfu-” a blast of Hydro knocks you unconsciously.
When you wake up you’re bound and gagged. ‘Kinky’ you think, as you stare up at a short man in black and red with violet hair and violet eyes.
“Finally! We meet face to face the one Celestia fears. I only have one thing to say to you.” He grabs you under your chin. “I intend to marry you.”
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erwin0859 · 9 months ago
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Hello there, and welcome! 😊
Link to masterlist
I'm a male alien INFJ (at least, I strongly suspect it) who descended in this mortal realm in the year of 1998. I have a little bit of writing experience, though I wouldn't call it a proper hobby...
After the idea floated around my mind for a while now, I decided to give a try to writing headcanons/short fics, specifically for Genshin Impact (with now a bit of Honkai Star Rail), with a particular focus on comfort/fluff.
I got inspired to do this after seeing how often I would turn to comfort or fluff content on tumblr, as a way to cope with the void of loneliness (sometimes overthinking too). As such, why not add my own contribution... as long as it can, hopefully, provide some relief to one person out there.
Asks are open (anon allowed) for requests and chatting (and DMs for chatting if you feel like it) 👀
Please read all the rules first though!
Universes I can write for
Genshin Impact
Honkai Star Rail
Characters I feel rather confident to write for
Genshin Impact
Kamisato Ayaka
Yae Miko
Fischl
Furina (before or after 4.2 archon quest)
Lumine (with or without Paimon)
Honkai Star Rail
Ruan Mei
Here below, characters I may possibly write for
I'm not as confident regarding them, so "ask at your own risks", I suppose. For those I didn't mention, I'm not against writing for them... Maybe, I can actually write them well, and I just don't know it yet 🙃
Genshin Impact
Zhongli
Neuvillette
Sangonomiya Kokomi
Nahida (strictly platonic and SFW, obviously)
Chiori
Navia
Albedo
Nilou
Charlotte
Yanfei
Amber
Wanderer
Beidou
Lisa
Arataki Itto
Clorinde
Keqing
Shenhe
Honkai Star Rail
Black Swan
Robin
Sparkle
March 7th
Tingyun
What I can write
reader X character (with reader by default as gender neutral for wider audience's sake, unless a request demands a different one)
mainly fluff and comfort (reader comforting, or being comforted by character)
I don't exclude mentions of hurt or angst as context for the above (unless a request specifically demands it), some conditions related to mental health (loneliness, overthinking and its consequences) aren't excluded either
platonic (not entirely confident with romance, see Miscellaneous below), eventually light romance, but nothing intense
headcanons, eventually fics (fics may be included in headcanons if I'm feeling inspired; no guarantees though)
What I would rather not write
Unless you're lucky and your request is within my abilities, just be aware though they're not my preferences (= you would be wise to ask someone who actually writes for those, instead of me)
smut/+18/NSFW/NSFL (not out of dislike/disgust/discomfort, but due to no experience in writing this kind of sensitive stuff)
intense romance & flirting (not really into romance, so, better to be safe than sorry...)
yandere (no experience in this)
genderswap (not really interested...)
character x character (check above, "intense romance & flirting")
Miscellaneous:
By default, the reader will be gender neutral and referred to as S/O (please specify in the request, if you wish for specific nicknames or other pronouns to be used!), I want my blog to be open to everyone 😊
Multiple requests are allowed
I aim to write characters in a realistic manner, meaning I will base myself upon canon actions & voice lines from them
I'm not familiar with everything regarding LGBT+ and the autism spectrum (I'm not against writing about them, it's just that it will be a bit more difficult, and will require some research on my side)
I may not accept every request I receive (I'm no professional writer; plus, everything is done for free, during my free time)
I plan to add a link to ambient music to listen to, for immersion's sake (it may be emotional on purpose, at times), ideally to open in a new tab, so it can keep playing in background as you scroll along
Please don't interact if you don't have a civilized behavior; that is to say, be respectful, no hate, etc...
Headcanons are called headcanons for a reason; it's fine if you don't agree with mine, but that doesn't allow you to consider yours as superior/the only one 😉
If you own a blog which has "men dni" (or "mutuals only" and we aren't)... then what are you still doing here? *vine boom sound effect* Just kidding, I don't mind you interacting (I'm not like other men, and it's not like I could choose my gender at birth anyway; arbitrary discrimination be damned), though be aware this would technically be hypocrisy... so you ought to use anon, for your own public image's sake 🤨
Take care and have a nice day/night 😊
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cynosfunnyjokes · 1 year ago
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kinktober day 8
ship: ayato kamisato x reader
theme: semi-public/public sex/hair pulling
notes: ayato calls the reader “good girl” and i know i’m two days late i’M SORRY 💔 i’ve been sooooo busy but i plan to catch back up today! MINORS DNI, 18+ CONTENT.
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gloved hands gripped at your locks of hair, yanking them as you were bounded into from behind. small grunts could be heard from ayato, but they were as controlled as the kamisato man usually was.
“if you keep being noisy, you’re going to get us caught.” his voice was deep, a warning lilt to it, “unless that’s what you want? for everyone to see how much of a whore you are for my cock?”
having not made it to the shared bedroom, you both decided on a vacant hallway after hours of teasing your partner. wiggling your ass when bending down to get something or even just the way you looked at it- it drove ayato mad until he quite literally dragged you off to the bedroom only to corner you against the wall in a hallway.
“ayato-“ you mewled, clenching around his cock. upper half-pressed to the cold wall, you could do nothing but press your hands to the surface to keep steady as he continued his brutal rhythm from behind.
said male wrapped his fingers around the base of your hair and yanked back, pulling your head back so your faces were merely inches apart.
nipping on your jaw, he then placed a gentle kiss there- a contrast to the hash grip of his hand in your hair and the brutal pace of his hips- but it was welcomed nevertheless.
“‘m close-“ you managed out shakily, trying to keep your voice down. private times with him were never usually quiet- but it was different now that you weren’t in the safety of the bedroom.
especially if a maid or even ayaka could walk by any moment.
oh, how ayato would’ve loved to tease you- to not let you cum and mess with you until you were nothing but a puddle of goo beneath his fingers. and his cock.
but time was of the essence, so he just nodded, nipping at your neck, “go ahead.” he murmured into the marked skin, “let go for me.”
lip caught between your teeth in an attempt to muffle any noises, you came, clenching hard around ayato’s cock. his hand stayed buried in your hair, pulling on it to give better access to your neck as he buried himself deep in you.
the warmth of his cum as thick white ropes of it filled your abused cunt made you mewl, a soft sound pulling from the back of your throat.
ayato placed gentle kisses on your neck, hand letting go of your hair, “good girl..” he murmured, looking at you.
the kamisato man was always attentive after such events like this- something you adored to no end. his eyes scanned you, looking for any noticeable problems before asking, “are you okay, my flower?”
you nodded, smiling softly, “i’m okay, ayato.” a pause, “however…”
“however?” he asked, raising an eyebrow.
“can we continue in the bedroom?” face flushing as you spoke, you turned your head slightly to look at him better.
ayato smirked before nodding, “your wish is my command.” he said in your ear before pulling out and lifting you up to carry you to the bedroom.
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robilover · 7 months ago
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🪽 RULES
even if I mostly do SFW fics/headcanons/thirsts/blurbs, you must be 18+.
what I write can either be platonic or romantic.
I can do nsfw/suggestive posts, please read at your own risk.
I do fem!reader by default, but if you want gn!reader or afab!gn!reader, I can still do them! I do not do male!reader, though.
this is an LGBTQ+ safe space and is mostly a wlw/sapphic blog. therefore, strictly NO homophobia, transphobia, or anything that relates to hate to the LGBTQ+.
strictly NO incest, extreme kinks, pedophilia, etc etc.
please be respectful and kind in the asks and comments. I do not tolerate mean behavior.
if you request, please specify the gender or else I might just leave it in my inbox for a while.
I can do poly; character x reader x character. just specify if you want it separately or a poly hc or something.
additional rules are here. + here.
masterlist is under the cut together with the character list!
🪽 For NSFW:
I mostly do dom!character/top!character x sub!reader/bottom!reader.
I don’t mind doing top!reader but I actually just prefer being bottom (sorry guys💔)
again, NO extreme kinks (such as p!ss kink) and weird fetishes.
🪽 DNI IF:
you are homophobic, transphobic, or anything related to that.
you are a hater of genshin, hsr, or wuwa.
you are racist.
you fetishize wlw/women or have weird fetishes in general.
🪽 Character List (female characters):
colored ones are favorites/who I can (mostly) write for!
I will be updating this either way, so..
Genshin Impact
Lumine
Mondstadt:
Jean, Lisa, Fischl, Mona, Rosaria, Eula, Noelle, Sucrose
Liyue:
Beidou, Ningguang, Keqing, Ganyu, Hu Tao, Yanfei, Shenhe, Xinyan, Yun Jin, Yelan, Xianyun
Inazuma:
Kamisato Ayaka, Naganohara Yoimiya, Raiden Shogun/Ei, Kujou Sara, Sangonomiya Kokomi, Yae Miko, Kuki Shinobu, Kirara
Sumeru:
Candace, Nilou, Nahida (platonic), Layla, Faruzan, Dehya
Fontaine:
Lynette, Charlotte, Furina, Navia, Chevreuse, Chiori, Arlecchino, Clorinde
Snezhnaya:
Columbina, La Signora
Honkai Star Rail (HSR)
Astral Express:
Stelle, Himeko, March 7th
Stellaron Hunters:
Kafka, Silver Wolf, Firefly
Herta Space Station:
Herta, Asta, Ruan Mei
Belobog:
Bronya, Seele, Serval, Natasha
Xianzhou Alliance:
Tingyun, Sushang, Qingque, Yukong, Fu Xuan, Jingliu, Guinaifen, Hanya, Xueyi
Interastral Peace Corporation (IPC):
Topaz, Jade
Penacony:
Robin, Sparkle, Black Swan
Cosmic:
Acheron
Wuthering Waves (WUWA)
Female Rover, Yangyang, Baizhi, Chixia, Danjin, Jianxin, Sanhua, Jinhsi, Yinlin, Changli
Zenless Zone Zero (ZZZ)
Belle
Victoria Housekeeping:
Alexandrina Sebastiane (Rina), Ellen Joe
Cunning Hares:
Nicole Demara, Anby Demara, Nekomiya Mana (Nekomata)
Belobog Heavy Industries:
Grace Howard
Sons of Calydon:
Burnice White, Caesar King,
Criminal Investigation Special Response Team (PubSec):
Zhu Yuan, Jane Doe
Obol Squad:
Soldier 11
Section 6:
Hoshimi Miyabi
these are subjected to change. I will add the masterlist as soon as I get motivated to do so.
🪽 Masterlist:
Genshin Impact
Honkai Star Rail
Wuthering Waves
Zenless Zone Zero
My Hero Academia / Boku no Hero Academia
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kamisatomay018 · 1 year ago
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My Saviour: Part 1
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Warnings: mentions of emotionally abusive parents, depressive thoughts, angst with comfort, fluff
Kamisato Ayato x female reader
First Ayato series! But you can read each part individually too. This will also be pretty long and set the background of the story a little, so I hope you Enjoy!:)
“It’s over Ayaka, my life, my freedom, my happiness…it’s all going to end..”
You were a member of the Hiragi clan, And Chisato’s cousin. An only child to your parents, you had been locked away inside your house and this wretched island of Ritou for as long as you could remember. Your parents never treated you like their daughter, rather you were a burden for them and they made sure to tell you that every single day. You had just turned 23 yesterday, and your parents were adamant on getting you married off to some rich noble, regardless of your wishes.
“We want the burden of your existence off our chests” your father had said, looking at you as if you were the worst thing to ever happen to them, which was indeed true. Your parents hated you for after your birth, your mother faced complications which rendered her infertile. They blamed you for it, calling you a devil child who stole the chance of them ever having a male heir. So, they decided to get rid of you once and for all by marrying you off to some other noble.
People barely knew about your existence, for you had never had the opportunity of leaving Ritou. You were absolutely beautiful, each feature so delicate yet perfectly sculpted. You had been raised to be a proper lady, having perfect etiquette in all the matters such as speech, tea ceremony, playing a musical instrument and everything else a noble lady should know. You had met Ayaka 5 years ago when she had travelled to Ritou, and you had looked after her because she was young and could get lost. That’s how you two became best friends.
She told you everything about her life, about her clan and her brother. You knew the Yashiro Commissioner only by his name and by his reputation of being extremely reliable, kind and hardworking. However you got to know a lot more about him through Ayaka, who loved her brother more than anything and would talk about him endlessly for hours. You felt happy that she had a brother like him, for she was so precious and kind to everyone.
Just when you had thought your life couldn’t get any worse, your parents had declared that they’d be putting up notices of your availability in marriage by tomorrow, and that you’d have no choice but to marry. All the noble men you were aware of were at least 10 or more years older than you, who treated women like a trophy and an heir producing machine. You knew that you were about to leave one prison for another, and you had accepted your doomed fate. You were always lonely, often crying in silence while growing up. Seeing other children with loving parents hurt you, and you often hated the fact that you were even born. What was your fault in all this? What had you done to deserve such a fate? You did not know, and you would never get the answers to these questions.
Coming back to the present moment, Ayaka had come to meet you as usual, and you broke the news of your marriage to her. She was absolutely heartbroken for two reasons. The first being that she felt so sad about the treatment you had always been getting, how you were forced into things you didn’t want, how you were trapped and locked away like a slave. The second reason being that this news was going to break her brother’s heart too.
Even though you and Ayato had never formally met or even spoken to one another, he liked you a lot. Ayaka would talk endlessly about you to him, and your gentle demeanour and kindness drew him towards you. He was absolutely enchanted by your beauty when Ayaka had shown a picture of you to him, and without even realising, he had developed feelings for you over these years, and had been searching for opportunities to travel to Ritou somehow, but his busy schedule and the recent crisis in Inazuma regarding the vision hunt decree kept him very busy.
Ayaka hugged you, promising to help you out in her heart. “Please have courage, things will be okay..Who knows, you might actually leave this prison for a palace..”
You chuckled softly, grateful for her words yet not fully believing them “No Ayaka, all the noble men are much, much older than me, controlling and orthodox…I’ll be treated as nothing but a trophy wife..you know, my parents burnt all my paintings yesterday, saying that they were..awful and a hindrance to my potential marriage because my future husband would not approve of my love for the arts..”
Ayaka felt devastated at this, because she knew that painting was the only way you could find peace and express your true self. But now your parents had burnt those too, just the way they had burnt all hope and determination from your life. She hugged you softly again, staying with you some more before she had to return to the Kamisato Estate. There was a lot she had to tell her brother.
Ayaka hurried through the streets of inazuma city to reach the Kamisato Estate; and once she reached she entered her brother’s office without knocking, being a little out of breath.
“Ayaka? What’s wrong sister? Has something happened?” Spoke a deep gentle voice, lavender eyes looking up at his dear sister with a worried gaze. She meant the world to him, and he was always willing to do anything for her.
“Brother…Y/N’s parents are forcing her into an arranged marriage! By tomorrow a list of all the noble men interested in marrying her will reach the Hiragi estate, and they’ll pick a suitor for her..”
Then quill Ayato was once holding dropped, spilling ink onto the parchment but he couldn’t care less. The only girl he was interested in and was dying to meet was about to get married? That too to a stranger? Ayato knew the noblemen of inazuma too well, they were cunning and manipulative, too proud and full of themselves. None of them deserved an angel like you. He took a moment to compose himself, then simply smiled as he reached out to get a new parchment.
“Worry not Ayaka, I will make sure nothing of that sort happens.
“What are you planning to do brother?”
Ayato smiles at her, his eyes twinkling with determination and excitement. “I will go to Ritou and seek Hiragi Y/N’s hand in marriage.”
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itstimetojellyfish · 7 months ago
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White Sakura ( Ayato x reader)
…. I couldn’t help myself, I had to .
Senbonzakura(English cover)
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Thousands of cherry blossoms ,
Dwindling in the light….
You heard that song from your father , who was stuck in Inazuma thanks to the degree , locking down all islands and keeping your father there , luckily though , he was allowed to ship items and send letters so he shipped over a music box , elegantly decorated with flowers .
Now , the degree has been lifted and you can finally visit you Inazuma , you’ve heard many things about Inazuma , from the excellent clans to the beautiful city and flowers .
Though , what you wanted to see most , was the White Sakura tree he told you about in his letters , as white as the snow in Snezhaya…
He told you that they were beautiful and could lift your spirit immediately, for the way the light bounces off the petals made them look ethereal.
He wished you could see them ,
(You wish you could see him one last time )
Your father died during the war , he was forced to become one of the shogun’s soldiers as repayment for something .
He was one of the servants of the Kamisato clan , you’ve heard many good things about Lady Ayaka and Lord Ayato , but you were still surprised when you say the Kamisato symbol on the letter you received.
You read that the Lord sent his condolences to you and since your father was loyal , the Lord has decided to pay for your travel plans and give you a tour of Inazuma.
So here you are , in front of the Kamisato estate in the most traditional clothes you could get from Inazuma .
You nervously walked up to the grand , dark brown doors , carved with the Kamisato clan’s symbol before timidly knocking on the entrance asking ,” Hello? It’s Y/N L/N? Is anybody there?”
You shifted your weight around as you waited , recalling all the rules of proper etiquette in order to not offend the head of the Kamisato clan.
It was only 10 minutes before the giant doors opened and you saw a soldier at the door , looking you up and down before letting you enter , but not before he checked your invitation.
When you walked in you felt the stares of people who didn’t know you , judging you , whether it was a good or bad definition, you didn’t care .
The guard escorted you towards the entrance into the house before knocking on the door and announcing your presence here.
When you looked around , you didn’t see the so called , white sakura anywhere , was it all a hoax just to keep your hopes up and to give you something to look forward to?
You were dragged out of your thoughts and brought back to reality when the door creaked open and a servant stood at the door and was ready to guide you to the head.
“ Hi! You must be the new guest , I’m Thoma , the house keeper and I’ll be here to introduce you to lady and lord kamisato!” He smiles at you like the sun and you smile back .
“ Hello , my name is Y/N ….” Your words got caught in your throat as you remembered your father .
Thoma looks at you sympathetically and then asks” Was your father Mr.L/N ? “
You nod and you stuffed a sob back into your throat ,” He … told me about how wonderful it was deriving the Kamisato Clan ….”
Thoma’s smile droops down as he pats your back and then leads you through the house towards Lord and Lady Kamisato.
He opens the door and behold , the pale blue haired male , Ayato , the head of the Kamisato Clan , was revealed dutifully signing documents.
As soon as he heard the door open , he looked up and smiled at both of you , thanking Thoma for guiding you.
Thoma left you alone in the room as he closed the door , Ayato decided to start the conversation.
“ Hello ,Y/N , your father has told me many things about you .” His smiled softened , “ I’m sorry for your loss.”
You stare at him before shoving a sob down your throat and telling him,” Thank you for your concern.”
He nods before pushing his chair back and standing up to walk towards you ,” I’ve finished the documents I needed to place , now , shall we?”
He slowly raised his arm and held his hand out for you to take , you didn’t refuse the offer and held his hand as you walked out of the house and estate , the people working staring at you .
He brought you to the grand Narikumi Shrine , but you didn’t see the white Sakura trees…
He brought you to restaurants , islands , and villages , all a great place to visit and just as beautiful as your father described it .
But you never once saw the so called White Sakura trees he mentioned.
Ayato noticed how glum you looked when he brought you to a restaurant, so he asked what’s wrong.
You replied with ,” In my father’s letters , he would tell me about the Sakura trees that would bloom beautiful white petals and reflect the light . I haven’t seen them anywhere…”
His eyes softens and then he replies ,” I know a spot , would you like to see?”
You stare at him in disbelief before nodding .
Soon enough , he’s leading you down a tunnel , when you turn the corner , you see a wonderful , pearl white Sakura tree with Wisteria trees surrounding it , a hole in the ceiling had sunlight pour down from above making it look ethereal .
You rush to stand under it , and unknown to you , to Ayato , you look like an angel who fell down from heavens .
As you stare in wonder , you don’t hear him say .
“ As pure as the petals , aren’t you?”
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berriblossom · 1 year ago
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Chapter 1| Ever so perfect
Ayato x Male reader series
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Inazuma's Tri-Commission family clans had to be of utmost perfection not only in the eyes of Inazuma citizens, but also to fellow nations, and even the eyes of the almighty Shogun. Because of this, some clan heads had fallen short of the high demand it was to be an Inazuman commissioner. While often times it felt as if other high-elite families would wait on the downfall or slip-ups of certain commissioners. As what has happened to the Kujo clan and unfortunately the Kamisato clan in the past.
But with the new era of Inazuma, changes had to be made. But the unspoken rules of how a clan head should appear to the Inazuma public didn't go unchanged, especially with the new young heir to the Kamisato family's title as Yashiro commissioner. Kamisato Ayato's appearance to the public eye was nothing short of perfection. The new Yashiro commissioner was a young, beautiful, talented, charming, and well-rounded gentleman. Along with his sweet, adorable younger sister, lady Ayaka. The Yashiro commissioner was perfection.
But even a man of perfection has needs of his own too. but with how his life was set up, Ayato was used to those needs being ignored. he was used to the fleeting looks, the prayers of women, and all around begging to have him to their own. How so many high-elite mothers would practically beg to have him court their daughters, nieces, and sisters. No matter the age.
However, every time he would thank them for their kind and affectionate words but would politely decline them. Half of Inazuma city knew of how many heartbroken women cried themselves to sleep with how the Yashiro commissioner had broken their hearts in twain with his charming smile, his handsome eyes, and of course his sultry voice.
"I'm terribly sorry but I'm going to have to decline, you seem like a wonderful woman. but alas, my work came first. I must serve Inazuma first before myself. Please understand, if it were my way I would challenge it." he'd say.
It was so unfair to the masses when he declared his work for Inazuma came first and not his romantic life. Such a shame indeed, but no one could dare say he wasn't a dedicated man. Some would say too dedicated...
It was another late night, Ayato bidding goodnight to his sister, Thoma, and the rest of the Kamisato house staff. He was the only one awake at such an awful hour. His eyes burned in exhaustion, his shoulders felt heavy with unwanted tension and his mind was plagued with frustration and anxieties about the future. The Vision Hunt Decree was over, the Kujo clan had made troubles with the Shogun and now the future of Inazuma was uncertain. The Kamisato clan needed to secure itself in the uncertain future. Even if it meant sacrifices like Ayato's sanctuary being pushed to the side yet again.
His long and overdue rest was needed, but sleep wouldn't fix this toll this time. He needed something to get his mind off fully, his mind had to be occupied with something other than work for once.
Then one thing led to another, what would have been a small mightily stroll through the city led to him ending up on a backstreet in the Ritou, the walk between the islands and the beaches wasn't too hard. Mainly Ayato didn't know how far away from home he was. The street was full of life at an unusual time like this. He then remembered Ritou was the home of foreigners in Inazuma, whether for trade, entertainment or just for a vacation.
Ritou was full of life outside of the Kanjou Commission's doors. Ayato really couldn't explain but this type of excitement didn't exist in the daytime. Adults sneaking around, giggling, smiling like children with a secret from their parents. Others dipped behind buildings, hiding from the streetlights. It was strange to say but not unwelcome.
He was also surprised he wasn't spotted. he didn't wear his usual attire, only a simple grey Yukata. The air around him wasn't as up-kept, more so relaxed. As if being perfect here was impossible. Instead, the air around him felt more alive, the lights, sounds of distant music from a nation far over, laughter and the sounds of pure pleasure came from a distinct building in particular. Following the noise, Ayato was greeted by the open door to what seemed like a small bit of heaven on earth.
Entering the somewhat cramped house, he was greeted by the smell of alcohol, sweat, burnt sugar, and just people in general. But it wasn't unwelcoming. He looked around and saw people from all walks of life, sitting, drinking, and enjoying each other's company. Frankly, it was nice but it seemed like there was more. Ayato took a seat at a random bar within the main room and just watched from afar how this spectacle was allowed. he saw men kissing and touching other men, and women pulling groups of people out of the small house or into a room upstairs. He even saw clothes left around the sitting area while others got plane drunk.
While he was taking in the vivid scenery around him, another joined him at the small bar. "2 small cups of your finest Mondstat wine, thank you very much." They spoke, turning to see who made the order, Ayato was greeted by warm but beautiful [eye color]eyes. The smile you gave him was unlike any other. You accepted the drinks and handed him one, the wine was a little too sweet for his liking, his face must have given it away. Your laughter at his face change gave a small buzz to Ayato's ears. It wasn't enjoyable but rather the opposite. It was new, it wasn't a soft chuckle people gave him at high gatherings of the commissions. It was pure laughter and joy of just life and something you found funny, not a thing you found funny at one's expense. You had about shoulder-length hair, similar to a traditional sense in Inazuma. It was somewhat messy and unorganized but it appealed to your character. Your voice was soft, but had a certain tone akin to playful, teasing even.
You smiled again, "Not much of a wine drinker either? I feel ya, Mondstat is great n'all but they need more...flavor."
The emphasis on the word alone sent chills up Ayato's spine, your presence alone was somewhat intimidating due to the fact Ayato couldn't calculate how to respond. The atmosphere, the lights, the noise, was so much.
Sensing maybe it was time to take a small walk outside, you slipped your hand in between him, lacing your fingers together. You guided him outside the small house towards the beach near the pear of Ritou. The beach was quiet, calm even.
Ayato still had his hand in yours, the callouses, the scars on your hands, and his felt so good to him. He couldn't explain why. "So what made you come here, like were you invited, just dropping by for a little visit with one of the girls? Or did you look for something more...exotic?"
"I'm sorry I don't really understand what you're insinuating..." You grinned, did he know what you were talking about? You leaned in extra close, so close you could feel your noses touch. Ayato out of instinct pulled back, but the shared personal space and intimacy weren't broken just yet.
"You don't get it? So why are you here then?" Ayato stared at this stranger whose eyes bore so much mystery that they pulled him in closer and closer. Your eyes slanted slightly and you huffed a breath between your closed lips. Did he really not know why he was there? You could see the confusion in his eyes, the teetering of what he wanted to do and what he needs. The frustration, you just needed him to dip closer and closer to your end. "If you really don't know what kind of place this is, allow me to show you, my dear...just do what feels good for right now..." You whispered against his lips. You gave encouraging pecks against his chin and jaw. Small wet kisses on the apples of his cheeks.
Ayato when you got closer to his lips leaned back. "I- We can't do this, we're both...this can't happen.." He mumbled but, he couldn't do this, it felt too good. "Why? Because we're both men or because you just want to stop. If you want me to stop I will." You leaned back, keeping a good distance.
Ayato felt his heart beating out of his chest, his hand was still in yours. The waves crashing against each other was a simple sound to keep him teetering like a small boat in a huge ocean full of responsibilities. He could see the shore, the shore that gave him his sanctuary, his peace of mind. But it seemed so far away.
You pulled his hand close your lips and gave it a simple kiss. "Why are you here hm? What did you want from here?" He didn't know. At first it was to get his mind off, but now he could see where the hell else this could be. Ayato wasn't stupid he knew something was up with this place, he knew all those smiling people weren't here just for alcohol. H knew that once he sat down at the bar. But here with you, a man he didn't know, kissing him and making his body react in ways he didn't know how. He didn't know what was going on, or what he wanted.
"Okay, since you're on the fence, why not start slow. Hmm? I'm [name] what's your sweet thing?" Your pet name made a small blush pop onto his face. Ayato was fine with this...it was slower. "Ayato." "Good, Ayato..why did you come here then sweetheart? Were you invited here too?" There were invitations to these things?? Ayato sighed and began explaining roughly how he took a walk and ended up here. he was tired, flustered, slightly aroused, and needed some clarity. "Ah, so you wanted to relieve stress, I gotcha." Ayato felt your hand squeeze him, your thumb trailing over his knuckles. He needed to ask.
"What is this place exactly. Be honest, and don't beat around the bush." He spoke in a more professional and demanding tone, you just smiled and tilted your head.
"This is Ritou's Red Light town, dear Yashiro Commissioner. My question is why are you here?"
Tags: @kiiyoooo
AN: Little rocky, but give it some time.
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white-sinner · 2 years ago
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・❥・ Masterlist ・❥・
 ✧・゚: *✧・゚:* ✧・゚: *✧・゚:* ✧・゚: *✧・゚:* ✧
welcome to a hell realm where nightmare stories come to life, are you ready to join me on this suicide journey? if yes then take my hand and follow me💜
REQUEST: OPEN
remember to see my rule frist my sinners my angel
Genshin Impact
Yandere Childe x male reader
Yandere Scaramouche x male reader
Yandere Ayaka x fem reader
tighnari x hybrid male stressed reader(smut/lemon🍋🍰)
Yandere Baizhu x male reader
Yandere mean boy Scaramouche x male reader (modern AU)
Baizhu,Tighnari,Bennet (separate) x FtM reader
Yandere Baizhu x male Tighnari cousin reader
Yandere xiao x Adeptus male reader
Family AU
Little reader receives a vision (son of Aether and scaramouche)
little reader is admitted to the Akademiya (son of Aether and scaramouche)
The little kamisato(gender=? child of Ayato and Thoma) Coming soon!
Obey me
obey me x eighth little brother reader Welcome home little brother.. (frist part of the new serie)
obey me x eighth little brother reader Welcome home little brother.. (second part of ?)
obey me x eighth little brother reader welcome home little brother (3/?)
obey me x eighth little brother reader welcome home little brother (4/?)
seven brothers and their boyfriends frist born Lucifer morning star
seven brothers and their boyfriends second born Mammon
Seven brothers and their boyfriends third born Leviathan
Seven brothers and their boyfriends fourth born Satan
Seven brothers and their boyfriends fifth born Asmodeus
Seven brothers and their boyfriends sixth born Beelzebub
Seven brothers and their boyfriends seven born Belphegor
Assassination classroom
Poly yandere alpha Asano and Karma x beta male reader
Oc
Yandere mafia boss son x male Ice skater reader
Yandere nerd classmate x sadic male reader
✧・゚: *✧・゚:* ✧・゚: *✧・゚:* ✧・゚: *✧・゚:* ✧
My obey me profile
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https-furina · 2 years ago
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22. “stop making me laugh!” with thoma
✎ my favourite distraction.
ft. thoma x gn!reader
prompt: "stop making me laugh!"
w.c. 600 words
content: fluff, established relationship, reader also works at the kamisato estate, they can't help but not be a cute couple at all times /j
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a short laugh escapes your lips as you watch the pained face your boyfriend is making, mid-conversation to one of the kamisato clan's maids. he's sending you looks, his eyes darting over as if warning you to keep your mouth shut. his lower lip is tugged between his teeth, chewing at the plump flesh as a smile cracks on his face when the maid looks down to dig something out of her uniform pocket. you're waiting - albeit not so patiently - for your boyfriend to finish his clearly unamusing conversation with the maid, she's new and you can't exactly pinpoint her name in your mind anywhere.
thoma would be damned if he kept looking at you anymore, stifling a laugh as he strategically turns his back on you under the guise that he's dusting the vase beside him. it'd already be promptly dusted earlier this morning, by you nonetheless but the maid didn't need to know that. this isn't to say that either of you had habits of being unprofessional in the workplace in regards to your relationship together considering that you are colleagues but sometimes the stiff environment the other employees of the kamisato clan create needs lightening up a little. on a good day, you may catch lady ayaka or even lord ayato amused by your bickering, sending a look across the courtyard when thoma yells out in alarm when you splash him with soapy water.
the maid disappears after passing a key to thoma - the one you familiarly recognise as the one belonging to ayato's office - and he's quick to saunter over to you, pressing a firm kiss to your lips that you can't help but smile during as you let a hand wander into ginger locks.
"stop making me laugh!" thoma scolds, grinning as you give him one last peck, separating in order to be professional, "the poor girl looked so confused!"
you shrug, continuing to mop at the wooden floorboards the pair of you stand on - that wasn't why you was waiting on thoma but you figured you may as well get this chore done while you're at this part of the estate. thoma shakes his head at your carefree attitude, biting his lip as he watches you for a moment.
"do you need something? you're distracting me." you tease the tall ginger male, who lets out a scoff and flicks at your forehead with his pointer finger and thumb. you yelp, pouting as you puff your cheeks and rub at the spot in feigned pain.
"yes, you're supposed to have something for me," thoma rolls his eyes with a smile at your dramatic attitude, watching you pull out a neatly folded piece of paper - he's almost surprised she didn't fold it into origami again, "did she write everything down this time?"
"i made sure she did - i even went over the pantry with her." you beam, resting your chin on the top of the mop in your hands. thoma drowns in the colour of your eyes, wide and sparkling as you look at him. part of him wishes it wasn't work hours so he could pull you back to bed, face nuzzled in the crook of your neck as your hands run through his hair. he clears his throat suddenly, surprising you but he smiles to brush it off.
"look who's being the distracting one now," thoma wouldn't admit his previous thoughts but they linger in his mind, he's so close to grabbing your hand and whisking you away just to hear your laugh and suffocate in the scent of your perfume, "my favourite distraction."
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akiira00 · 1 year ago
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I may or may not write for male readers depending on the ask.
I’ll write fluff, angst, comfort or any ask. (Can do NSFW but not my main topic)
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Solo Leveling:
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Boku no Hero
Katsuki Bakugo, Izuku Midoriya, Kaminari Denki, Eijiro Kirishima, Yaoyorozu Momo, Nejire Hadou
Honkai: Star Rail
Kafka, Silver Wolf, Seele, Bronya Rand, Tingyun, Blade
Genshin Impact
Yae Miko, Yoimiya, Kamisato Ayaka, Nilou
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simping-overload · 3 years ago
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𝚂𝚗𝚘𝚠𝚢 𝙳𝚊𝚢𝚜
𝚊/𝚗: 𝚎𝚗𝚓𝚘𝚢! & 𝚒 𝚊𝚖 𝚌𝚞𝚛𝚛𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚕𝚢 𝚝𝚊𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚛𝚚𝚜 𝚏𝚘𝚛: 𝚣𝚑𝚘𝚗𝚐𝚕𝚒, 𝚊𝚢𝚊𝚔𝚊, 𝚔𝚎𝚊𝚢𝚊, 𝚍𝚒𝚕𝚞𝚌, 𝚌𝚑𝚒𝚕𝚍𝚎, 𝚜𝚞𝚌𝚛𝚘𝚜𝚎, 𝚟𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚒, 𝚡𝚒𝚊𝚘, 𝚌𝚑𝚘𝚗𝚐𝚢𝚞𝚗, & 𝚊𝚖𝚋𝚎𝚛! 𝙽𝚘 𝚏𝚎𝚖 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚛𝚜 𝚛𝚚𝚜 𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚘𝚠𝚎𝚍 & 𝚏𝚎𝚖/𝚏𝚎𝚖 𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚒𝚐𝚎𝚗𝚎𝚍,(𝚜𝚑𝚎/𝚑𝚎𝚛)(𝚜𝚑𝚎/𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢) 𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚖𝚢 𝚙𝚊𝚐𝚎, & 𝚍𝚘𝚗'𝚝 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚌𝚝 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚖𝚎 𝚘𝚛 𝚖𝚢 𝚙𝚘𝚜𝚝𝚜, 𝚒𝚏 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚍𝚘𝚗'𝚝 𝚑𝚎𝚎𝚍 𝚖𝚢 𝚠𝚊𝚛𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜 𝚒'𝚖 𝚋𝚕𝚘𝚌𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚢𝚘𝚞♡♡
𝚛𝚎𝚚𝚞𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚍: 𝚢𝚎𝚜 | 𝚗𝚘
𝚜𝚞𝚖𝚖𝚊𝚛𝚢: 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚊𝚢𝚊���𝚊 𝚜𝚗𝚞𝚐𝚐𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚞𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚛 𝚊 𝚋𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚔𝚎𝚝 𝚘𝚗 𝚊 𝚜𝚗𝚘𝚠𝚢 𝚍𝚊𝚢
𝚝𝚊𝚐𝚜: 𝚊𝚢𝚊𝚔𝚊 𝚔𝚊𝚖𝚒𝚜𝚊𝚝𝚘, 𝚖𝚊𝚕𝚎 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚛, 𝚠𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚛, 𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚋𝚕𝚒𝚜𝚑𝚎𝚍 𝚛𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚜𝚑𝚒𝚙, 𝚏𝚕𝚞𝚏𝚏, 𝚜𝚏𝚠, 𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚛𝚝 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚔, 𝚜𝚖𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚝𝚊𝚕𝚔
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"The snow seems heavier than last year." You hum, alling the thick blanket closer to yours and Ayakas snuggling forms. You look out the window, watching the snowfall, "Yeah, maybe it'll be a good year to finally show you how to make a proper snowman."
Ayaka giggles, rubbing her cold hands on her hot chocolate-filled teacup, taking a sip, and basking in its warmth. "I'd say the one last year was still quite remarkable."
You shook your head, chuckling, "The only thing remarkable was that dance of yours, it's ever so delightful to watch." Ayakas face flushes at the compliment, taking another sip of her drink, thanking the Archons that you can't see her face.
She places her cup on the table in front of her, leaning back into your arms, enjoying the warmth you're exhibiting. Ayaka allows herself to drift off into a comforting slumber, laying your head on top of hers you allow yourself to drift off as well.
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explicitred · 3 years ago
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Inazuma Random Headcanons - (Male Reader)
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-Kokomi often invites you to read with her when she has free time.
-Gorou allows you to touch his ears and tail. You’re the only one who has this special treatment, take advantage of it lol
-Baal can’t cook to save her life, but guess what she does? She tries to make breakfast for you but sets the house on fire because she tried to cook an egg.
-Yae likes to chat with you to get inspiration to write best selling books. You told her about JoJo’s Bizarre Adventure and it’s stands.
-You and Itto beetle fight a lot. Like, a lot. (You beat him every time though)
-One of Kazuha’s favorite things is watching a beautiful scenery while being with you. It doesn’t matter if he’s simply talking with you. Anywhere with you is one of his most favorite days. If someone asked who was his favorite person, he would answer with your name with no hesitation.
-You and Ayato go out for boba a lot. He would like to call these dates, however, he doesn’t know how you feel about it. But, that doesn’t stop him from calling it a date to his sister and housekeeper.
-Ayaka likes making Sakura Mochi and bringing them to you. She neatly packs everything, hoping for a praise on anything from you. She adores you a lot! Adore as in love? Perhaps.
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astrequa · 2 years ago
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#. "Thunder"
[♡]Featuring: Ayaka, Zhongli, Yoimiya, Lumine & Aether (w/ gn!reader)
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About.
How do they deal with s/o who afraid with thunders
A/notes.
Feal bad leaving you guys un-updated... but what can I do? I have exams
This is so weird I'm sorry!
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📌 . . . REQUEST INFO & RULES // MAIN MASTERLIST // SUBMIT ASK
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[Ayaka]
I love her brother. Ayaka would draw you closer to her even if you were in public, and if you were alone, she would give you a hug or cuddle you up. A blanket to keep you both cozy. She seems like the kind of person who would hum a lullaby while cuddling you.
"Do you know? My mother used to tell me as a child that thunder is the shogun's message" Ayaka stated as she continued to play with your hands, noting how lovely your hand is. "So she's angry right now?" "Hmm, not sure"
[Zhongli]
Zhongli will place his hand on top of yours or clasp your hand, and so his long ass story will begin. He didn't mean to bore you; he only wanted you to feel comfortable at this time. The look of dissatisfaction on your face:(
"Zhongli" "Yes, my dear." "I know you tried to help, and I appreciate it, but can we please have silence this time?" "If that's what you wanted, so let it be." Zhongli sighed and drew you closer to him, simply enjoying your warmth.
[Yoimiya]
A very caring lover. Treat you as if you're injured; pack a blanket, food, and some of your favorite things. Overall, she's pretty effective at this moment.
"How do you feel now, [Name]?" "Comfy and hard to breathe" "Ah! forgive me, I may have overloaded it" "Don't worry, why don't you join me instead?" You asked. You might as well prepare yourselves for her devotion.
[Lunime & Aether]
Pretty for what Either we comforting them or they comforting us. I'm sure they both have a bit flashback on Raiden's attack. Give them a minute and give them water. If Paimon begins lecturing you, simply silence her.
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polarius · 3 years ago
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𝐀𝐘𝐀𝐓𝐎 𝐗 𝐌!𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐑
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Helping with Kamisato Ayato with paperwork? things get a little “freaky” when you do wrong 😏
nsfw,bottom male reader,top ayato
[story is in 1st person btw]
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"What made me agree to this in the first place?!" I shrieked as I felt his cold hands slowly grab my thighs.  "well well y/n if you dont focus on this...I suppose I will have to be rough on you" the young male whispering... His breath tickling my ear, making it go red.
It was a fine day like ANY other! I was bored due to being free and Ayato showed up. I decided..Why not ask if he have any free work for me? Joyfully hoping towards him, I grab him by the shoulders "Hey Ayato!" I spoke. "Well hello there y/n" He smiled towards me. "well ya know...Im bored.." "hmmm...You know math well?" "me? I guess so.." "I was wondering if you could help me with my paperworks."
"paperworks?!" I replied "b-but Im not THAAAAAAT GOOD AT MATH-"
"no no y/n. I will correct you if theres any mistakes in between".
Should've seen that coming..And by "correcting" he meant something at a whole new level..
"y/n, you are not focusing~" He cooed. "I know that!!" I barked back "so uh 356+787 is uhmm AH 1124!" "wrong." He sighed tightening the grip around my thighs, "its 1143" "a-ah yes 1143.." I note it down.
I cant focus any single thing! he's grabbing my thighs and is holding my waist along with it..Not to mention I feel a small buldge in his pants.. "hah..y/n.." I hear him groan ,leaning against my back, gripping onto my waist,tight as he grinds my waist on top of him.
I tried to focus on my current work. "So 34+35 is ahhhhhhhhhh" I count my fingers. The moment I did that, he grabbed my arm "No y/n~ you should learn how to calculate faster" he whined. "ah yes- its uhm..." I didnt knew how to do mental calculation this faster! shit...Im doomed. "y/n.." sighed ayato. The next thing I knew was, I was bent over the table. "now now~ continue" He cooed again. He removed my pants and threw it to the side. He aligned fingers behind me and started thrusting in slowly. "Youre tight.." "a-ah it hurts-" "continue on the calculation now" I proceed to do it, hands shivering. Pretty sure most of the calculation was wrong..I cant do it. "ayato..please I cant.." I whined "oh well.." . . . . "A-AH IT HURTS SLOW D-DOWN!" I cried, tears tickling down my face. "You sure are tight y/n...You are a virgin hmmm~?" He said, thrusting his cock deep in me .
I wanna punch his handsome face so bad right now.
"One should recieve a punishment if they did something carelessly right?" He whispered. I shut my eyes tight, covering my mouth with my hands, muffling my incoming moans.
"Dont y/n. Dont cover your mouth" said he, "your moans are beautiful"
But suddenly he stopped, "y/n...What do you have to do with Thoma?" "T-thoma? what do you mean?'' "Do you like him?" "W-WHAT DO YOU MEAN?" I spoke, "we are only friends." I took a moment to stare at him..His eyes, overtaken by lust and before I knew he thrusted deep in me again. "F-fwah!" I grabbed onto the corner. "Tell me Y/n..." He said, stroking my member slowly "Have you ever fucked with him?" "n-no! I swear!" I cried I notice his thrusts start to pick up pace... "AH- W-WAIT NOT THERE" I moaned louder than before as I felt his member abusing my prostate. "Not where? You mean here~?" said him, thrusting faster.
"I-I wanna cum~!" I cried out, covering my eyes. "beg for it then" He ordered. "a-ayato please hah...Please let me c-cum!" I whined. "Good job."
He picked up pace faster than before and with one big thrust, I came, "cumming cummin-" I chanted over and over again. I relaxed for a while until I heard him again "already? But..I didnt came yet~"
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