#sampo oneshot

[nogenderbee]

♡˗ˏ✎*ೃ˚ 𝕎𝕙𝕠𝕝𝕖 𝕦𝕟𝕚𝕧𝕖𝕣𝕤𝕖 ₊˚ˑ༄

*ੈ✩‧₊˚ anon request: Could I request Luka, Dan Heng, Welt, and Sampo being called their partner's whole universe?

*ੈ✩‧₊˚ Yeah, definitely! And omg thank you sm for requesting Sampo because I honestly didn't knew I could have this much fun writing him! I don't even know if he's cannon or ooc buuuut... I had fun! So hopefully you'll like it!

*ੈ✩‧₊˚ fluff

Your boyfriend was classically just sitting in his room, reading a book. Meanwhile you sat right next to Dan Heng and just leaned on him, as he caresses your hair, clearly lost in the story, despite it being classical book.

But then you looked up at him, getting sudden urge to compliment your lover a little bit and speak facts as you do!

"Hey Dan~ You're my whole universe, y'know?"

"Don't people normally say 'my whole world'?"

"Just accept the compliment..."

Despite him pointing out something this small, you could see his face gained a little red hue on your statement, clearly not expecting that out of nowhere. And the pointout was obviously just go mask his reaction~

"Well I assume that's fitting looking at how we're Trabilazer's... And... well I can say you're my home."

"Your home? Well that's... still sweet~"

"Notice how I usually prefer to stay at home, the Express than go traveling. It's more meaningful if you look into it."

He said and tried looking away and hiding his cheeks that reddened, but you moving his hair aside definitely didn't made it easy on him... and you finally saw your cold boyfriend, flustered for once.

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@miya-akane @toyaswif3y - come get your quiet but scary trabilazer!

You and Welt were sitting and admiring the views of newly discovered planet. Surprisingly, it had magnificent views! Ones that any previous one could never even come close to. Your boyfriend and you were sitting among the nature, holding hands... it was absolutely perfect! And what better, Himeko did you a favour by watching over 2 energetic kids from Astral Express.

"We'll be going onto yet another planet soon... seems like we still don't know all in this universe, even if we might think so."

"Well I think I already know all about my universe~"

"You do? We're you on all the other planets before joining Astral Express?"

He turned to you with small look of curious and even slightly impressed. You felt almost bad having to crush it but you just couldn't help but he a little bit romantic today it seems!

"No! Not yet~ I meant MY universe! Which happened to be you~"

Upon realizing what you really were after, he couldn't help but chuckle as small, almost unnoticeable pink hue spreaded on his cheeks.

"Why thank you, love of my life. I may not be as romantic as you today but believe me, I care about you very deeply nonetheless."

He leaned in, placing small, soft kiss on the back of your hand and looked at you with pure affection in his eyes. And it seemed like the view you were just admiring just got even prettier~

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@vodka-glrl - come get your father of the express!

It was calm day in the Overworld... untill you saw group of guards trying to find someone... one even asked you if you saw Sampo anywhere since you're often seen together. But you told them no since that was the truth...

But right after they walked away, you felt an arm wrapping around your neck and a flower being held right next to your cheek.

"I knew I could count on you! You'd never snitch on your boyfriend after all? You're just the loveliest person in my life!"

It was your boyfriend acting all sweet and flirty just to get on your good side and possibly, to make you not ask what he did AGAIN... so you decided to respect that and tease him in return~

"Well how could I ever do that for someone who's my whole universe~?"

Sampo may act all smug and sly, but when it comes to you flirting with him... he always catches a blush. And that's exactly what happened in this case as well!

"I- Well of course! You're the sweetest, my dear. I should've expected something this lovely from you!"

He tried hiding his flustered feeling behind his classic charming persona. And despite the fact you could see right through it, you decided to play along and just smile. It was nice hearing something like that from someone! And the information you made him blush may stay for you alone~

"Sooo hypothetically... can I sleep in at your place tonight? I can sleep on couch!"

"What did you do?"

"... Well..."

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You decided to visit Luka during his training session, not exactly on purpose... you were just supposed to pick him up from there and it just so happened you arrived a bit earlier, so you decided to enter while you were there! After all, you were pretty sure he wouldn't mind~

He didn't notice you at first when you entered but he surely did when he was about to grab some water! But he decided to screw that plan because greeting you was much more important to him than that~

"Hey! How's my love doing?"

"Pretty good~ Will you be done soon?"

You said with soft smile as you handed him bottle of water you bought on your way here, which he happily accepted.

"Yeah I'm just gonna go get changed and get quick shower, is that alright?"

"You know I could wait eternity for my universe~"

You replied not breaking eye contact with him as smile was still so very soft on your face. Meanwhile your boyfriend stared back, considering if what he's thinking of is what you really meant... finally he broke the silence asking for confirmation.

"Your... universe? As in me?!"

"Mhm~ I don't see anyone else it could be for!"

You could see him smile like a kid who just got his favorite candy when you confirmed his thoughts. He even gave you a quick hug... this time only short since he was still a bit sweaty from his training, but either way too happy to not show his love towards you.

"Awwwh, thank you!! I promise to make you proud as your universe! I'll think of some nickname for you as well! Just give me a second, I'll take a shower and I'll be back with something!"

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[syeren]

BATTLE OF WITS.

summary — sampo loves to rile people up, no matter who it is and what rank you are. but, once you step into his life, could he still keep up his uncaring demeanor?

genre — comedic fluff

Sampo is an easy guy, albeit, a con-artist but a real hunk of work. If something doesn’t catch his eye within a second or stimulate his brain for more than a minute… You can say bye-bye to trying to talk to him.

Majority of people view the picture on the vacation postcard of “not-giving-a-shit” and fall in love with the idea — swimming through the clear blue waters in this mental Mediterranean sea can be more deceiving than many think. It’s a one-way ticket to losing the most important skill in life, to feel concern. He for one, couldn’t care in the slightest. It all goes to show as to why he took up the very interesting and controversial means of work in the first place.

But once he stumbled across a person completely opposite to him, he couldn’t help but feel even more irritated. Of course, it was you, with your logical and reasonable thoughts and actions. Your morals were way higher on the scale than his, and he definitely could assume your IQ and EQ followed suit. He never felt so ridiculed and threatened by your demeanour because of this aura of “coolness” and “rationality.” That was the issue, he was always the smart one— or the lack thereof. If both your brains jostled within the ring, his would be pummelled to smithereens.

He wanted to brush off this problem as per usual, forcing himself to play the “unbothered” role because his ego couldn’t handle it anymore (ahh yes, the “be the bigger person” card.) But if this were a choice between mind over matter, the latter would reign dominant. He needs to showcase his true skills, it was his only “skill” anyway.

“Hey,” Sampo called out to you while you fumbled through your satchel. You gave him a quick eyebrow raise in response.

“What’s seven times eight?” he blurted out, standing directly in front with his arms crossed over his puffed chest. Yeesh.

You, on the other hand, gave him an indescribable expression that probably amounted to confusion, irritation, and most likely concern. “What?”

“C’moonn… I don’t have all day!”

Rolling your eyes, you continued to fish out some papers from your bookbag and grumbled the answer. “Fifty-six.”

“— Riddle me this. Imagine you’re in a tough situation where your pal is crying over their partner who was absolutely shit to them. Do you, A, comfort them, B, make fun of them, or C… Listen and give advice.”

Now it was completely indescribable about what you’re feeling or thinking. You slowly looked up to meet his eyes with a blank stare. You were judging him hard.

“… A with a mix of C.”

“No, only one answer!” he protested, wagging his finger in the air.

“Then A.”

He dropped his hand and returned to the same arm-crossed position. “This isn’t fun.”

“You think you’re not having fun? This feels like an interrogation, Sampo,” you playfully snapped, closing your book bag. “The fuck was that about?”

A mere shrug was all he responded with. “Just wanted to… Figure some things out,” he vaguely responded, to which, prompted your irritation even more.

“Sampo—“

“Okay, okay! Just heard from a little bird that you’ve got a head on your shoulders,” he replied in defence. “Wanted to see if it was true or not.”

“Of course I have a head on my shoulders,” you reiterated, shaking your head in disbelief. “What? You mean like, smarter?”

Sampo nodded his head. “Precisely.”

His answer made you immediately chuckle, letting out a breathy laugh. “Shouldn’t this little questionnaire prove the point? Such dumb questions.”

“Hey! They made you think though!” he argued. “Putting you on the spot and such.”

“… Easy questions like that won’t put anyone on the spot.”

Sampo inched even closer as he let out a prideful scoff, flipping his floppy bangs back with calloused fingers. “Fine. I’ll prepare something harder then—“

“Nope,” you interrupted.

“One thing’s for certain, you are one hell of a party pooper,” he stated dejectedly, rolling his eyes as he straightened his posture. “Natasha mentioned you were smart n’ all, but how is that any good if that pretty little head of yours is full of brash comments and half-assed sarcasm.”

“Since when were you and Natasha friends?” you deadpanned, the same sarcastic tone dripping from your lips.

“We always were! Hey! Don’t give me that face!” Sampo responded but as soon as he was speaking, your figure was slowly walking away from him. You lazily waved a hand in the air without turning around.

You, 1. Sampo, 0. Try harder next time, big guy.

[s1llyalabaster]

Gambling on love - Sampo Koski

Where the mischevious dealer takes a gamble on the chances of winning your heart (but you, being too drunk, doesn't notice it) ~500 words, SFW but implications of intimacy

“Oh , come on! There’s no way I went over 21 with just three cards!” 

You couldn’t even count the number of Blackjack rounds you’d had this night with two hands. Pouches upon pouches of Aideen Tokens were tossed away just from one night of gambling and… way too much alcohol than you should be drinking.

“For me to go easy on you, you’ll have to pay a little somethin’ somethin’ extra, yknow?” 

Oh, Sampo Koski. The dealer who seems to have a lucky charm (or rather, a curse to players) on him at all times. Some people say he uses “black magic” to win every time, while others just think it’s sheer luck. You, however, seem to be extra unlucky when he’s the dealer. 

“Uuuugh! How come it’s always YOU that I lose to?” You growled, the shots of alcohol making you unaware that your voice was almost loud enough to surpass the Dreamscape and into the real world. Sampo smirked, eyes lidded with smugness as he lifted your chin for your eyes to meet his. 

“Only one little gemstone has gambled away his life and gave me a good run for MY own money, dear player. You’d better put out lots more effort to even be on par with him. Or…”

“Unless you beg.”

Maybe it was the alcohol that made you be bolder than ever, but your half-conscious self decided to follow his orders. Sampo watched as both of your knees hit the carpeted floor of the casino, slightly showing off your cleavage. He couldn’t take his eyes off of you, no. His prideful gaze was replaced with that of lust. But no, you were too drunk to give consent to actually do…something else with him. Sampo didn’t even know if it was the alcohol talking or not, or if future him was just going to be a one-night-stand. 

“You…”

Sampo couldn’t form a word. He’d probably been staring at you for minutes on end. He grasped your hand and brushed his lips across your knuckles, then proceeded to trace the faint lines of your palms with his slim fingers, calloused from handling casino chips and other…dirty business. 

“Whew… it sure is getting hot in here,” Sampo unbuttoned his shirt, letting his waistcoat and harness free. You looked up at him with glossy eyes, dazed from the alcohol and the sight before you. The mischievous man grinned once he caught your gaze, gripping your arm and throwing it over his shoulder to allow his strong arms to carry you. 

You felt your body slowly land on the velvet couch in one of the rooms in The Reverie. It was intoxicating how Sampo treated you like you were a doll, handling you delicately with his hands touching you ever-so-softly. 

“Don’t go…” you murmured. 

“Oh, I’ll be here with you, darling. ‘Till the end of time.” 

A/N: The "gemstone" referred was Aventurine, in case you guys didn't catch on~

[calxvace]

sampard | happy birthday, sampo!

Warnings: SMUT, giving head on public

 its Sampo's birthday, his special day will end soon but Gepard is still nowhere to be found. "Is Gepard still on duty?" Sampo asked around but found out Gepard took a leave today. he tried finding him even leaving his party, but still, Gepard is nowhere to be found.

Sampo is very worried, he knows Gepard could easily take someone on a fight and he always informs him his whereabouts so what could possibly happen that Gepard is so late and he haven't greeted him yet. Sampo found himself at the administrative district.

There he finally found Gepard on their favorite bench near the payphone "Gepard? why are you tearing up? oh no no" Sampo sat consoling him, waiting for the blonde calm down "I’m sorry" was all Gepard could say clueless as he is, Sampo asked him why Gepard is apologetic.

"I-" Gepard can't form the right words so he just covered his face Sampo rubbed his back and assured him, "it’s okay, im here you can say it to me" Gepard finally faced Sampo, the latter could not help but chuckle at the sight of a captain sulking in front of him.

"Oh, Gepard what could possibly get you all sad and sulky like this?" Sampo said cupping his face gently caressing his cheeks. "Because..." Sampo waited patiently to his reason just admiring the sight of the captain's glistening eyes, reddened corner of the eyes and cheeks.

"I couldn't find you a gift- at your birthday, your special day- this suck!" the captain whined on Sampo's touch. "that's why you've been gone all day?" Sampo asked "yes and i am so pathetic I don’t even know what to give you" embarrassed and angry to himself, Gepard could only burst into quiet tears like he does every time he's upset yet he can’t do anything to make it better. wiping Gepard's tears Sampo smiled at him rustling his hair and said, "I don’t need any more gifts from you captain"

"Don’t be ridiculous it’s your special day, you're just trying to make me feel better" yet another whine from Gepard both hands cuffing the captain's face, Sampo gave him a peck on his lips, "I’m not, what i mean to say is that you're the gift I only need. You're perfect, this nose" a peck on his nose, a peck on both eyes, Gepard is now looking like a tomato with his cheeks visibly blushed "oh stop it Sampo, I know what you mean but still..." still upset with the fact he got nothing for Sampo's special day, Gepard's head had sunken.

Tipping up Gepard's face with Sampo's index finger, Sampo tucked his hair at the back of his ear and again caresses his cheeks. "I told you it’s okay don’t worry about it" "but it’s unfair for you, you always give me sorts of gifts even without occasion. I don’t want you to feel like I don’t care about you"

Hearing Gepard, Sampo immediately hugged him and chuckled at Gepard "this, this is exactly why you don’t need to reciprocate any gifts. I love the way you think about us Gepard and that's more than enough for me." "w-what are you even saying Sampo, tell me what you want and I’ll definitely give it to you as a gift, I don’t want to feel bad about today, it’s your special day after all" Gepard reasoned .

"But I’ve already got what I wanted, I told you you're all I need" "come on Sampo, i know you have something you want. Anything, I'll give you anything" Gepard said with his passionate eyes looking straight at Sampo's waiting for an answer Sampo crossed his arms and acted like he was thinking of something when one thing crossed his mind since Gepard demanded for a gift for Sampo.

"anything? then grant me one wish"

Gepard questioned his gift of choice but it was what Sampo wanted so he agreed "okay that's easy, what's your wish then? I'll grant it right here right now" he said eagerly finally taking off the weight of his conscience about Sampo's gift.

Sampo is visibly happy with his one and only wish but now, Gepard is kinda nervous since he saw Sampo's cheeky smile which means it’s something he's gonna be teased about "I don’t think you'll grant it right here right now" "what do you mean" Gepard lets out a nervous laugh

"Then ask me what my wish is" Sampo dared Gepard while winking "okay... what is your wish Sampo?" Gepard cautiously asked Sampo went near Gepard's left ear and whispered, "let me suck you off my dear captain"

When it comes to things like this, Gepard is shy and Sampo just love the way his face reddens, hands hiding his face and body curling up like a ball.

“I changed my mind captain, make it two” Sampo said as he knelt in front of the bench Gepard was sitting on.

“What are you doing kneeling there? Are you-” Gepard can’t even finish his sentence because Sampo is already unbuckling his belt.

“Wish number 2, I’m going to do it here.”

“H-here?! Someone might see and even hear” Gepard complained as his hands stopped Sampo’s.

Sampo pushed the captain’s hands and gave him a simper, “relax, its nearing midnight, no kids will be outside” unzipping Gepard’s pants, the Landau captain could not contain his voice letting out a moan, a perfect melody for Sampo’s birthday.

“Sampo wait what if- ah! haah-” palming Gepard, Sampo could feel it growing sturdy. Taking it out, Sampo had that winky face welcoming Gepard’s cock with his velvet tongue.

“Oh my, captain you’re quite the size aren’t you” Sampo thought Gepard could not get anymore red but with him saying this served as a compliment to the man in front of him.

“Stop saying- hng! ah Sampo!” without any warning, Sampo engulfed his length sucking him with technique. He knew this was Gepard’s first time getting head so might as well treat him.

Sampo bobbed up and down on Gepard’s dick swirling around his luscious tongue sending spurts of nerve sensory to Gepard, pre-cum has started to join Sampo’s saliva. Sampo released Gepard’s cock before giving him the best he could have.

“Time for a treat lil geppy~” Gepard found the way Sampo said it so attractive, feeling so hot by the earlier simulation, his cock twitched, it’s almost as if it was telling Sampo it wants him.

Gently running his fingers through the throbbing lengthy and girthy member in front of him, Sampo settled himself in the position he could give his best head for now. Engulfing his entire length, Sampo sucked in and out, feeling Gepard grip on his hair shoving him deeper,

“Sampo- Sampo, hahh ah! ngh Sampo!”

Gepard feeling like he’s going to burst, he can’t stop moving his hips along with Sampo’s phase. This sensation from Sampo, he will never forget it, in fact this is the best feeling yet he can’t explain what he feels. It’s like he’s on a blackhole destroying everything he face upon but it feels like he’s in paradise drinking pina colada’s while watching the sky.

“oh- oh shit- ah hah! Sampo- shit!”

Music to his ears, it was the first time he hears the captain cuss and it was beautiful. Opening his throat wider, lips straining, stretching, his mouth getting much sloppier, Sampo pushed his head as far as Gepard’s cock could reach. Gepard was at his limit, clenching on the bench and Sampo’s hair even tighter, he released his first head cum.

“aah..hh…ha..ngggh…ha…ah” Gepard was shaking, the after feeling was so intense he could not let go of Sampo’s hair. Swallowing all of it, Sampo released Gepard’s slowly but even then, he jittered to the feeling of being released.

“you drank.. you drank it?!” still out of breath, the captain was shocked to see that there was nothing dripping nor splatted on the floor

Wiping the corner of his mouth Sampo tidied Gepard up, “why would I waste such glorious prize? It’s the fruit of my hard work!”

Gepard could only laugh at his sight, “oh aeons who would’ve thought we would be like this just few months after I was chasing you with the guards”

“Then it’s an honor captain Landau” Sampo saluted in front of him making the Landau giggle.

“Well with this situation I think you’re the captain” Gepard claimed, Sampo did not get it at first because he did not expect Gepard to say things like these..

“ARE YOU SAYING IM THE TOP?!” his voice echoed through the streets and all Gepard could do was agree and hide his face.

[cooliofango]

For your honkai star rail requests, may I ask for - Sampo/reader - Sampo "you're flirting with me?" Reader "have been for the last year thanks for noticing"

“Took You Long Enough!”

A/N: The fact that you asked for one with Sampo has me SENDING— I’ve been having the hugest brainrot for this man for a while now so the convenience that the first ask is one with him?? ✨PERFECT✨ The only thing I need now is actually get him in the warps~

Warnings: None other than fluff <3

Paring: Sampo Koski x GN! Reader

Synopsis: You and Sampo have been the closest thing to partners in crime as it gets in Belobog— well, that’s what he says, anyways. Through a mutual “partnership”, the two of you grow close. Closer than you both initially thought the other had. It’s a shame he’s a tad oblivious…

"There's nothing wrong with havin' a little side job, (Y/N)!"

"Stealing artwork from the museum isn't exactly a side job, let alone a little one, Koski," You sighed petulantly at your dear friend as you continued to wrap his arm in bandages you had gotten restocked by Natasha earlier that week.

"Ow! (Y/N), not so tight!" Sampo whined in pain, drawing out your name. He flinched a little away when you had tightened the white fabric-- though, honestly, you had only tightened it more in a bit of retaliation. A string of whines followed afterwards, leaning his head away.

You couldn't help but laugh lightheartedly, carefully tying off the ends of the bandage to keep it from loosening. "If you were careful with handling those automatons, you wouldn't have to worry about how tight or loose any bandages are, lover boy~" You teased. Sampo only pouted at your words, staying still as you paused your work to clean off the table covered in disposable, bloody tissues and bandages you had to toss out because they ended up getting dirty when Sampo wouldn't stay still when you started playing doctor. Sampo came to you to avoid Natasha's scolding whoever he got injured for doing rather "stupid" things as you had so kindly put many time before now.

The nickname was something you had been using over the past few years. It started when you first noticed the relationship between your close friend and your mentor. Now, as assured by both of them in their own ways and by observation, you know that there isn't anything romantic between the two of them. At most, it's more of an admiration for the Wildfire leader and what she fought for down in the Underworld. However, you couldn't help but tease him for almost kissing up to her in certain situations-- when he brought the trailblazer and her comrades down from Belobog to help them get away from the Silvermane Guards. It simply stuck with you, even when you had started developing feelings for the cunning yet cowardly charming man before you.

You weren't a shy person when it came to those you loved and cared for. Whether they were friends, family, or the idiot you had a crush on for quite a while now, you weren't afraid to openly show you cared. This ranged from standing up for them when things get dicy to delivering some medicine to them whenever they were feeling ill. As for these romantic feelings you held for Sampo, you never bothered to hide any attempt of showing how you felt. At first, you subtly flirted, thinking your observant friend would realize your emotions rather quickly:

"Sounds like a good plan, right (Y/N)~?" His voice dipped playfully at the end of his question.

"Of course it does," You leaned back in your seat and tilted your head back to get a better look at him, "Only the great Sampo Koski could come up with such good plan~" Your compliment rolled so easily off your tongue, you had almost bit it when you had realized how it may be interpreted.

Sampo grinned from ear to ear, leaning close to you. It took everything in you no to lean away. "Couldn't have put it any other way! Glad I could count on your input, my dear friend~" Sampo cooed, sitting up. Without another word about the compliment, he began to ramble about what the two of you would need to execute this plan.

Subtle compliments grew a bit more direct and often from then. Compliments went to casual touches:

"We can freely go to the surface!" You cheered with a bright smile on your face. After Cocolia had been defeated and Bronya had became the new supreme guardian, the people of the Underworld were finally able to return to Belobog as they chose to. Sampo was the first one you came and told. You had lived in the Underworld your whole life and wanted to tell the guy you grew to love.

You had took his hand in your own and had began pulling Sampo towards the exit. He looked a little flustered at the action-- though it wasn't for the reason you had hoped for. As you would soon realize, it was simply because he still held a bit of a fear for getting caught by the Silvermane guards, "I don't think Madam Supreme Guardian's guards would like me up there, even under new management."

At the time, you had to promise to have the both of you stay out of sight to get him to join you (that's not to say he wasn't happy for you-- just cautious of the not so good rep he ended up building when he would sneak to the surface). It was only your eagerness to lead the way out of the underground, you figured, that kept him quiet about your intertwined hands through the journey above.

It was from there that you had noticed that Sampo Koski was more oblivious to emotional approaches directed towards him than you originally thought. You flirted and complimented him in anyway you knew possible-- and you did so for an entire year up till this point.

You sat back down, fresh tissue in hand as you began cleaning a smaller cut on his forearm. "Just do me a favor and stay out of trouble for a little while, okay? As much as I love seeing your pretty face, I'd prefer to do so when you're not injured." By this point, you spoke these words without skipping a beat. You weren't fazed or flustered by your words anymore.

However, what did faze you was the silence that followed. You expected a comeback of some sorts-- a "No promises!", for example. But as you looked up, you were met with Sampo close up to your face like he had done when you first started flirting with him. Even then, you didn't expect the words that came out of his mouth.

"You're flirting with me?" He had a slight cocky grin on his face.

Your expression fell to a slightly shocked one, caught off guard by the sudden recognition. It was an expression that didn't last long as a smile took to your own lips, "Have been for the last year, thanks for noticing."

It was his time to look surprised now, his emerald green eyes widening and his grin falling immediately. "Wait. A-A... year? You're serious?" He muttered. You just sit back and laugh out loud, giving yourself a second to take in the amusing situation before speaking.

You look back down at his arm, continuing to clean the blood from around the break in his skin. Joy laced your tone, ingraining the image of the pink blush on his face into your brain, "Took you long enough!"

[rukkiya]

trying your best

(gepard, march 7th, sampoo x sleepy reader, (separate)

gepard .ೃ࿐

-before you both got together he’d wonder how you even became a captain in the Belobog military, that was until he saw you in action, he realized just how much you do behind the scenes

- many would wonder how you both attracted each other when you both were polar opposites

-you weren't the most talkative, you didn’t follow most protocols as a soldier, you were always caught sleeping or eating in the middle of meetings but many including Geaprd still respected you nonetheless, you just had your own way of working, much different from his

-after you started to date he only grew to love that side of you even more!

During his break Gepard finds himself making his way to your office, bag of your favorite treats in his hands.

The captain found himself buying more candy these days as he always gives you some every time he visits you, which has become more often lately.

A soft knock on your door stirs you from your nap making you hum aloud signaling to whoever was knocking to come in.

Gepard quietly opens the door and is met with your head laid upon your desk.

“Y/n, are you feeling ok? Did you not get enough sleep last night?” He ask’s, closing the door behind him as he steps closer to your desk. You only sit up rubbing the sleepiness from your eyes.

He notices you in your uniform, something you were never really in despite having to wear it, you never did as it was too uncomfortable.

“You're in uniform? Were you called in?” He cracks a smile seeing your hair sticking up in different directions. He loves this sleepy side of you, he wishes he can indulge with you most times.

“I had a meeting earlier, when I got back I tried taking it off but it’s too hard. I got sleepy so ended up sleeping in it.” You yawn and hear him chuckle next to you.

“Help me? Please, it's too tight on my thighs.” you giggle standing up showing him how some of your thigh was spilling out the top of your thigh highs, the armor surrounding your legs makes them feel suffocated. He wastes no time undoing the piece of armor attached to your leg than moving to the next leg.

“Ahh much better, thank you love.” you let out a sigh of relief, leaning up to kiss his cheek as a thank you. Finally feeling free since you’ve put the damn uniform on.

“My pleasure.” he smiles back, thumbs caressing the indent from the tight armor on your plush thighs that he loves so much. “Oh! I picked up something for you on my way here.” he beams, grabbing the bag he placed down on your desk and handing it to you.

“For doing great today, and everyday your favorites!” he explains, his own smile widening at your happy reaction.

“Really?! You got my favorites thank you!” you lean your head on his shoulder and he wraps his arms around you pulling you closer. “Let's share, yeah?” you mumble and he chuckles.

“I'd love that.” He pulls back a bit, kissing the top of your head as you grab the bag of snacks and sit him down by your desk to enjoy the treats together for the remainder of his break.

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march 7th .ೃ࿐

-she's always seen with you if she's not on a mission with Stelle and Dan Heng

-usually stays behind when missions only call for two people, letting Dan Heng and Stelle go so she can have you all to herself

-everyone is surprised how she gets so calm around you though?? How do you do it?

Many people think March 7th is strange, you take the cake. That’s what ultimately made her more attracted to you.

You normally kept to yourself however when Himeko and Welt brought her in you welcomed her and befriended her quickly.

You didn’t really talk much but you’d always leave her small things here and there most likely snacks you had with you. Most times you would hold out your hand and place whatever treats you were snacking on, on her palm so she can have some yummy snacks too!

Most nights March couldn’t sleep so she always found herself going into your room to do so, you didn’t mind one but though!

She especially loved to lay her head on your soft belly or thighs, she found comfort in your presence and you did with hers as well.

“Where is y/n?” March whispers to Himeko who was reading in the main lobby of the express.

“March you startled me, why aren't you asleep it's late?” she asks, her brows drawing together in worry as she sees march’s eyes red.

“I can't sleep, nothing important, I was just looking for y/n, they weren't in their room.” March yawns and Himeko puts her book down.

“They just came back from their mission, I saw them walk into the kitchen a few minutes ago, I believe they're still in there.” She points in the direction of the kitchen and smiles when March’s eyes light up.

“Thank you Himeko, get some rest too!” She quickly makes her way past the red haired lady, waving goodbye as she makes her way to the kitchen.

The kitchen door opens but you don't need to turn around to know who it is. Once you feel the weight of her head and see her familiar pink hair in your peripherals you know who it is.

“I can't sleep.” she admits, arms looping around yours as you finish washing your hands.

“Sorry I got back late, I got held up.” you apologize, looking at her and seeing her eyes already closing.

“Hey sleepyhead you’ll fall asleep while standing, open your eyes.” you lightly flick her head and she laughs.

“Learn from the best.” She peeks her eyes open and sticks her tongue out making you laugh.

“It happened once.” you poke her and she lets go of your arm.

“Can I sleep in your room tonight? I've been having nightmares again and-”

“Of course you can, no need to explain yourself ok? Come on let's go to bed, we both have to be up early tomorrow.” You grab her hand, making your way out the kitchen.

“I have to finish my report but you can sleep and be quiet.” you tell her as she closes your room door, plopping herself on your bed afterwards.

“Oh yeah! Before I forget I got you a-” you voice lowers when you feel her lay her head on your stomach, arms wrapping around your torso as she does so.

“Get rest, I'll give it to you tomorrow.” you whisper, pushing the hair from her face and placing the small bag of chocolates you got her onto your night stand to give her tomorrow morning.

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sampo.ೃ࿐

- you both first met when he tried to pickpocket you.

- he’d been keeping an eye on regulars that walked around Natasha’s clinic, you being one of her workers made things easier.

- you were more on the quiet side, not much of a talker, when confronted you’d apologize

-you preferred being alone and sampoo preferred to be annoying

It was late, your shift had just ended. sampo was out up to gosh knows what when he spotted you leaving the clinic.

Now he never thought of doing anything else but playing silly tricks on you and sure, he might take some things when you weren’t looking but he never had any bad intentions. In all honesty he liked you but he literally doesn't know how to show it so he just chose being annoying as an option hoping you’d notice him more.

“Heyy y/n right? Uhh sweetie listen here,” he puts up a front but you can tell from his lopsided smile this was an act. “You see one of my friends, they hurt their leg pretty bad and can’t walk.” He explains and you stop to look around, looking back at him as your eyebrows draw together.

“Where are they?” You ask, you’ve heard about this sneaky man but you also feel inclined to believe him.

“Back there around that alley.” He points and you turn the direction his finger is in and he takes his chance.

He only gets so far, his hand doesn't even make it near your bag before he feels your small hand grab hold of his wrist making him gasp in surprise.

“How’d they?” He thinks to himself as his mouth falls open in surprise making you sigh.

“If you wanted some of my candy you could’ve just asked, no need to steal someone’s food.” you shake your head disapprovingly, handing him some sweets you keep on you from your bag.

He only stares at the small candy in his hand and has to hold back the laughter that bubbles up.

To say the least from that day on he’d seek you out more often, not to steal no, well yeah actually. not money or your snacks though but your heart! (he’s so cheesy)

After you got to get to know the guy, see that he genuinely wasn’t a bad person, you opened up to him more than you thought you would and found yourself getting too used to his presence. Ultimately starting to like him too.

He had made a promise when you had gotten together that he wouldn't steal from good people. Only those twisted crooks who do bad because in his logic that’s what they get.

Your shift was a late one and you found yourself going into your shared apartment well past midnight only to see Sampoo still up and weirdly full of energy?

“You’re back dear, I was getting worried,” His long legs bring him in front of you in seconds and you reach out for him as his hands find their way on both sides of your face, gently caressing your plush cheeks with his thumbs.

“I’m drained.” You sigh, opening your eyes to look at him as he squishes your cheeks together, something he’s been doing since you’ve started dating.

He can’t help it! Your cheeks are so cute and plush! She loves to kiss em’ and squish em’!

“Well luckily you have the best boyfriend ever, not to brag,” he boasts, making you roll your eyes. “I went out and bought your favorite snacks and made your favorite food! After we eat we can sleep in until tomorrow since you have the day off. How does that sound?”

“Not too bad.” you laugh, bringing your hand up to squeeze his cheeks in return.

“Thank you, I appreciate the gesture. You didn't have to do this but you did this makes me very happy, especially the part where we sleep in.” You laugh, making him now roll his eyes.

“Now let me show you what i hEY-”

He laughs as you throw yourself onto him, making him fall back onto the couch behind you, resting your head on his chest as you close your eyes.

“Give me five minutes please.” you hum, your voice vibrating against his chest and he cant say no, seeing your eyes close he pulls you in and you both lets you rest knowing just how much you do everyday. He’ll cook for you and buy you as many treats you want to show you just how much he truly is grateful for you.

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authors note: helloo helloo ( * ́꒳`*)੭ posting my very first starrrail oneshot ahhh!! this requester was THE FLIPPING CUTEST I had sm fun writing it! I quite enjoyed writing for these three, I do hope in did march, gepard and sampoo justice lol they’re so goofy silly I luv them! I do hope you all enjoy! please stay safe and take care! ^~^<3 (this isn’t revised so apologies for any errors!) thank you @loverofgenya for the request I really enjoyed writing this (人 •͈ᴗ•͈)

[crystalitecloudie]

I think that in SAHSRAU, Sampo would be the first to realize that he was in a game, or being watched by some "extraterrestrial" audience. This post was in part inspired by this theory video, that Sampo is a part of the Masked Fools. Feel free to watch that whenever you would like.

In normal SAHSRAU, he'd probably be the first to try and contact the outside world, after realizing he was just in a game. In fact, I wouldn't be surprised if the entire organization of the Masked Fools knew this secret from the very beginning, before the game even started. And now, their biggest goal is to make the player laugh.

Maybe with more sinister intentions, like not wanting the player to abandon their game. Like, what if all of the jokes and references in the game (ex: Ast Rickley, Chandelier by Sia, and the closet) are all little things the Masked Fools snuck into the code? Especially with the closet scene, imagine that entire narration in the trailblazer's head is actually just Aha speaking directly with the player.

And we don't even know it.

In cult renditions of the AU, branching off of the previous paragraph, I think that the Masked Fools would be the biggest worshippers of the creator. Since they are such an ancient being, I wouldn't be surprised if there were peoples in the galaxy that didn't even believe in the creator.

The fact that there has been signs of your return through you playing the game and guiding your chosen acolytes, they know you will return to your true place in the universe soon. They know all of the signs.

And you do first descend, they will also know. Don't think they don't.

If you first descend to Belobog? Sampo is on it. He is cozying up to you WAY too much (much to your discomfort). This is perfect x reader material guys.

A/N: I've been seeing your sahsrau posts, I'm lurking :)

Also sorry I didn't write more, I might make a oneshot about this idk yet

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Sylus = Safety - Short [SFW]

Who they're for- Analysis [SFW]

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If he hurts you during a spar [SFW]

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Basic headcanons [SFW]

Life Lessons with Uramichi Oniisan!

General relationship headcanons [SFW]

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Dating Sampo Thoughts [SFW]

Genshin Impact

Alhaitham -

Dating Alhaitham Thoughts [SFW]

[vortexbloom]

I just had the funniest idea, how would the HSR men react to their child's first word being a curse word, someone cursed while they were near the child.

Sounds Interesting hehe 😉

Btw I decided to pick some HSR men myself, since you didn’t specifically say wich characters you wanted.

But of course, you can tell me if you have a certain character in mind 😘

I also did it a bit different, but I hope you still like it 😅

Your child‘s first word is a curse word (Separate OneShots)

Pairing: Sampo Koski/Boothill/Jing Yuan x Female Reader

Fandom: HSR (Honkai Star Rail)

Warnings: Curse Words, fluff

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Masterlist - Honkai Star Rail

Masterlist - Genshin Impact

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Masterlist - Marvel

Boycott List

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English isn’t my first/native language, so there might be misspellings etc.

I do NOT own any Characters !

Have fun reading this :D

It was supposed to be a sweet moment. Your child, barely a year old, had been babbling for weeks, and you and Sampo had been eagerly waiting to hear their first real word. Would it be "Mama"? Maybe "Papa"? Something cute and wholesome?

And then, out of nowhere, your child looked up at you both, smiled sweetly, and—

"Shit!"

Silence.

You froze. Sampo, sitting across the room, nearly choked on his drink. The baby giggled as if they had just said the most normal thing in the world.

"…Sampo." Your voice was dangerously calm as you turned to your husband, who was now failing spectacularly at hiding his amusement.

"W-Whoa now, sweetheart," he said, hands raised in mock surrender, his lips twitching. "Let’s not jump to conclusions. I mean, kids pick up words from all kinds of places…"

You crossed your arms. "And I wonder where our child could’ve possibly learned that one."

Sampo cleared his throat, scratching the back of his head. "Uh… maybe from me? Maybe not? Could be the wind, really! You know, the way words just kinda float through the air…"

Your glare intensified.

Sampo sighed, finally dropping the act and rubbing his temples. "Alright, alright. So maybe I might have, uh, let a few choice words slip now and then." He glanced at your child, who was now happily babbling nonsense, completely unaware of the chaos they’d just caused. "But, hey, at least the kid’s got good pronunciation, huh?"

"Sampo."

"Right, not the point." He grinned sheepishly and leaned forward, resting his chin on his hand. "Tell you what—I’ll be real careful from now on. No more bad words from ol’ Sampo. Pinky promise."

You raised an eyebrow. "And what about the fact that our child’s first word wasn’t ‘Mama’ or ‘Papa’ but—"

"Yeah, yeah, I’ll make it up to you," he said quickly, waving you off before picking up your child. "Alright, little buddy, let’s try something else. Say 'Dad-da' C’mon, you can do it."

Your child blinked up at him, then grinned mischievously.

"…Shit!"

Sampo snorted, immediately turning away so you wouldn’t see him laugh. You groaned, burying your face in your hands.

This was going to be a long parenting journey.

The evening was peaceful in your little home, a rare moment of calm. You were rocking your child in your arms, their bright little eyes staring up at you as they cooed and babbled. Boothill sat nearby, his hat tipped slightly forward, watching with his usual laid-back grin.

You had been waiting for this moment for weeks. Your child had been making little sounds, but now…now was the time for their first real word.

And then, with the sweetest little voice—

"Damn."

Silence.

You slowly turned your head to look at Boothill. He blinked once, then pushed his hat up slightly to meet your stare. "Well, I’ll be damned."

"Boothill." Your voice was a warning.

He chuckled, shifting in his chair. "Aw, c’mon now, sugar. That’s a mighty fine word choice for a first, don’tcha think? Real strong. Real decisive."

"Booth, our child’s first word was a curse word," you said, exasperated.

He tilted his head, smirking. "Technically, 'damn' ain’t that bad. I mean, coulda been worse. Coulda been somethin’ I say when I get real mad."

You pinched the bridge of your nose. "Where do you think they even heard that from?"

Boothill leaned forward, resting his elbows on his knees. "Now, darlin’, we both know who they got it from." He tipped his head toward himself with a smirk. "Ain’t no use pretendin’ otherwise."

You shot him a glare. "And you’re proud of this?"

He laughed, standing up and walking over to you. "A little," he admitted, placing a hand on your shoulder. "But, tell ya what—I’ll make sure their second word’s a little more…parent-approved."

Boothill then leaned down to your child, who was still staring up at him with innocent curiosity. "Alright, sugarcube, how ‘bout somethin’ different? Try 'Mama.'"

Your child blinked, gurgled, then—

"Damn."

Boothill let out a deep chuckle, shaking his head. "Well, shoot. Looks like this one’s got my spirit."

You groaned, covering your face with one hand while Boothill, entirely unbothered, took the baby into his arms. "Ain’t no worry, sweetheart. I’ll teach ‘em all the right words. Just…might take some time."

You sighed. You should have expected this. Raising a kid with Boothill was bound to be interesting, to say the least.

The grand hall of your home was unusually quiet, save for the soft crackling of incense and the distant hum of Xianzhou’s city life. Jing Yuan sat beside you, his long silver hair slightly tousled from a day of work, his golden eyes half-lidded with relaxation. Your child, nestled comfortably in his lap, babbled happily—small, incoherent sounds that made your heart swell.

For weeks, you had both been waiting for this moment. Jing Yuan, ever the patient and composed general, had taken his time encouraging your child to speak. He had whispered gentle words, taught them simple names, and had even placed small bets with you on what their first word would be.

"Perhaps it will be 'Daddy' or 'Mommy,'" he had mused one evening, a lazy smile on his lips. "Or maybe something amusing, like 'nap,' given how much they see me resting with them."

And now, finally, the moment arrived. Your child looked up at him with bright, eager eyes, opened their tiny mouth, and said—

"Fuck."

Silence.

You stared. Jing Yuan blinked. The baby giggled, seemingly proud of themselves.

"…Hm." The general cleared his throat, adjusting his grip on the child as if that would somehow reset reality. "I see."

You pressed your fingers against your temple, exhaling sharply. "Jing Yuan."

He turned his gaze towards you, his expression unreadable—except for the unmistakable glint of amusement in his eyes. "Now, my dear, let’s not be too hasty in placing blame."

You crossed your arms. "Who do you think they learned that from?"

He sighed, but his smirk betrayed him. "Admittedly…there may have been a few instances where I expressed my frustration in less-than-graceful terms."

"Oh? A few instances?"

Jing Yuan chuckled, shifting your child so they were facing him properly. "My little star," he said softly, his voice full of warmth, "how about we try something else? Perhaps 'Daddy'? Or 'Mommy'?"

Your child tilted their head, as if considering, before gleefully repeating, "Fuck!"

Jing Yuan, the great and respected Cloud Knight General, sighed in resignation. "This…is quite the predicament."

You smirked. "What happened to all that wisdom and patience? You look defeated, General."

He let out a deep chuckle, placing a hand over his forehead in mock exhaustion. "This may very well be my most humbling battle yet."

You reached over, gently taking your child from him, shaking your head with amusement. "Well, you get to fix it."

Jing Yuan smiled, watching as the baby clung to you happily. He leaned back, arms crossed, eyes twinkling with something unreadable.

"Of course," he murmured, voice filled with amusement and something softer—something utterly devoted. "But regardless of the words they choose…they are still our greatest treasure."

And despite yourself, despite the chaos and the mischief, you couldn’t help but agree.

Have a good day/night/evening/morning/afternoon ☼꥟☽

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[azen13]

Since somebody sent in an ask about favorite yandere males in genshin, who are your favorite yandere hsr males?

CW: Yandere Themes

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Azen posting 2 actual writing-ish posts in one day? Extremely unlikely, but now that I'm on break and finished writing about mermen, possible! All things aside, thank you so much for this ask!

I'd say absolute favorites are Argenti and Jing Yuan, but before I talk about them in-depth, I wanted to do some honorable mentions. Aventurine has a lot of potential as a yandere in my opinion, considering his backstory and how that might have affected his psyche, but I just find myself struggling to tap into his character. I love Boothill, but find it hard to envision him as a yandere considering the fact that he's a Galaxy Ranger. Still, like Aventurine, I definitely can see a motive for why he would be a yandere. In my favorite Genshin yanderes post, I mentioned how Neuvillette and Zhongli are two of my favorites from that game, and I also really like Dan Heng/Dan Feng! Draconic characters are really fun to write for, but I'm not very good at keeping up with HSR lore, so I try to shy away from writing Dan Feng because of how entrenched his character is in a lot of the lore. Dan Heng is a little hard for me to write because I struggle to see how he could act on his possessive tendencies with the Astral Express crew being in such close proximity. Dr. Ratio is a super interesting character, but I really struggle with his characterization and while I have a few drabbles written about him, they will not be posted because I don't like how they turned out. Gallagher is another character I've loved since his release, but like Dan Feng, I'm both confused about his lore, and I'm unsure on how to write for him in general when in-game he...doesn't exist? Still not exactly sure what happened to him haha. I recently posted a Moze drabble and depending on what happens in the future, he may move up to be one of my favorites, because I think he has a lot of potential and I'd love to write a oneshot from his perspective about realizing his feelings, but I just need more time working on getting used to his character before I can definitively decide how I feel on him. And finally, I love Sampo, and I actually have an idea of a fic I want to write in regards to a MSND!AU where Sampo is Puck, but he's another character where I really struggle with his characterization.

Ok, now it's time to talk about Argenti and Jing Yuan.

When I say Argenti is my favorite yandere from this game, I mean it. I think he has so much potential as a yandere, and I have this very specific vision of a reader who is an Emanator of Beauty that he finds one day and kidnaps and brings back to his ship. He's such a gentleman to them, but he refuses to let them leave. You can see stars shooting by the windows of his spaceship, see your home planet slowly shrinking into a tiny pinprick on the horizon, until it just pops out of existence. Your new home is with him, he tells you, pressing a chaste kiss against your wrist. He pampers and dotes on you every chance he gets. He can't let you leave his ship, so he brings back souvenirs and memorabilia from every planet he visits. Sometimes he takes photos if he can figure out how to work his phone's camera. Every hour or so when he's off espousing Idrila's prowess to some planet, you'll get a text or call from him making sure you're safe. He cares so much. He cares too much. He cares too much, but he means so well. He sees something of such supreme beauty, and he can't help but want to shelter it.

It's how sweet yet cruel he would be that gets me. The thing that draws me to write yandere content is the fact that these feelings are born from a distorted sense of love. What they are distorted by changes depending on the character, and in Argenti's case, I think it's due to an extreme sense of devotion to his beloved. That method of distortion is probably one of the most fascinating for me to explore. Beyond that, I also think he'd be a good yandere logistically. I could easily see him having a method of controlling the entrance to his spaceship to prevent his beloved from being able to leave while he's out. All in all, I just really, really love Yandere!Argenti, and I hope that me talking about him might have convinced some people to start looking into him more, because he's such a fun character to write for!

Onto Jing Yuan, I have less to talk about, but I still feel really strongly about him! I'm pretty sure most of the writing that I've posted on my blog has been about Jing Yuan, and that's because I feel like I have a good handle on his character. Jing Yuan strikes me less as someone affected by obsessive love, and more as someone affected by overprotective desires. He's lived centuries and seen countless close friends die, and because of that, I think when he's in love, he'd be extremely anxious about losing his beloved. I'm not sure if I talked about this when I talked about my favorite Genshin yanderes, but something that I also find helpful in terms of writing is the level of power the yandere has. This could range from something like pure strength to how much social capital the yandere has. Jing Yuan, in my opinion, is incredibly powerful in a multitude of ways. Canonically, he's an Emanator of The Hunt, he's General of the Luofu, and he's hundreds of years old. Strength, social capital, wisdom, and more. All this power makes for a really fantastic dynamic in my opinion, and it's really fun to write for.

[nogenderbee]

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ღ fluff | ☆ platonic | ☪ angst | ♤ one-shot | ✄ headcanons | ♘ talks | ✉ ordered | ♬ favorite

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Them being called reader's whole universe ღ ♤ ✉

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To be added...

Him with cat-like!reader ღ ✄ ✉

Them being called reader's whole universe ღ ♤ ✉

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[dilvuc]

Fiiinnnee... I'll retell my request of my one shot of Sampo plss.. (I literally already told you my request on discord pooks)

Sampo one day decided to explore Belobog and hearing gossip about a new wealthy businessman (the reader) who, let's say makes money by designer clothes (like the reader from Kaeya's oneshot) he makes clothes for the higher ups like Cocolia and Bronya and is basically just well known

He walks around in the upperground and stumbles upon Serval outside her workshop talking to a random guy (the reader, we call him random guy because Sampo doesn't know yet)

Let's say, Serval is commissioning the reader to make her a new outfits that matches her and her siblings (I want fluff) and Sampo is basically eavesdropping in the conversation. (There was nothing secretive it was just the reader and Serval chatting while Serval was commissioning the reader to make matching outfits for her and her siblings)

Serval goes back inside her workshop and reader then drops his facade while then looking at the direction of where Sampo is hiding, he shouts for Sampo to come out (I think he'd go with something like "I know you're there" or "get out, there's no point in hiding" question)And basically their relationship onward is like an enemies to enemies and lovers (I like enemies while being lovers 😍😍)

(I literally just copy pasted this from our discord convo -Li anon)

❝SECRET RELATIONSHIP❞

𝖌𝖊𝖓𝖗𝖊: fluff

𝖌𝖊𝖓𝖉𝖊𝖗: male

𝖙𝖎𝖙𝖑𝖊: SECRET RELATIONSHIP

𝖕𝖆𝖗𝖎𝖓𝖌: sampo x m!reader

𝖜𝖆𝖗𝖓𝖎𝖓𝖌: none

𝖘𝖚𝖒𝖒𝖆𝖗𝖞: Sampo one day decided to explore Belobog and hearing gossip about a new wealthy businessman (the reader) who, let's say makes money by designer clothes (like the reader from Kaeya's oneshot) he makes clothes for the higher ups like Cocolia and Bronya and is basically just well known

He walks around in the upperground and stumbles upon Serval outside her workshop talking to a random guy (the reader, we call him random guy because Sampo doesn't know yet)

Let's say, Serval is commissioning the reader to make her a new outfits that matches her and her siblings (I want fluff) and Sampo is basically eavesdropping in the conversation. (There was nothing secretive it was just the reader and Serval chatting while Serval was commissioning the reader to make matching outfits for her and her siblings)

Serval goes back inside her workshop and reader then drops his facade while then looking at the direction of where Sampo is hiding, he shouts for Sampo to come out (I think he'd go with something like "I know you're there" or "get out, there's no point in hiding" question)And basically their relationship onward is like an enemies to enemies and lovers (I like enemies while being lovers 😍😍)

our beloved pathetic slu—ahem, sampo decided to explore the overworld. even after belobog was saved by the astral express, he can wander around freely…he just doesn't need to get himself caught in illegal activities. as the male took a stroll around belobog, he noticed people were gossiping about a new businessman…? he eavesdropped on one conversation.

“You mean…[Y]...THE [Y], the one who designed clothes for the Supreme Guardian and Miss Bronya?!” One of the citizens asked their friend. “Is he really here?”

“Yep, that's him. I wonder what he'll be working on next? I have been saving my money since I know it'll be very expensive…” another citizen stated. “I've heard that he just started his businesses a few days ago. We first heard of this when someone rumored that the Supreme Guardian’s clothing was designed by him.”

“Wow…”

“Oh…? A new businessman, they say~” sampo chuckled, rubbing his hands as the two citizens walked away. “Who’s this [Y] they're talking about…?”

the blue haired male noticed serval talking to an unfamiliar gentleman, so he decided to eavesdrop on them and listened in.

“I see. I think I'll be able to get done on time.” the mysterious male told the blonde. serval beamed, “I knew I can count on you with the design. Remember: there's no need to overdo it.”

“I won't.” the male nodded. “See you later?”

“Yeah. See ya later.” serval waved to the male before heading into her workshop. the mysterious male’s smile turned downward and demanded sampo, “Hey, how long are you gonna stand there? Come out and show yourself.”

sampo flinches and slowly steps out of his hiding spot to reveal himself to the male. the [h] haired male sighed, “Who are you and why were you eavesdropping on us? Matter of fact, I don't think I have seen you before except I've seen you on the wanted poster before belobog was saved by the astral express.”

“Ah…well, I'm Sampo Koski. Nice to meet you…uh…” sampo trailed off, awaiting for the male's name. the mysterious male sighed, “[Y] [L]...”

“Mr. [L]~ A beautiful name for a handsome young man~” sampo beamed, rubbing his hands together.

“...You know you're not so good at hiding your “i'm gonna scam the hell out of this businessman” face.” [y] deadpanned, crossing his arms, “And flirting…? Sorry, I don't do shit like that.”

“Huh. You're no fun. What's with this fancy of yours? Fashion?” sampo asked.

“What else do you think I am? A delivery boy?” [y] raised his eyebrows. “What are you plotting, Koski?”

“Hey, hey~ Come now, my friend. And just called me by my first name…” sampo frowned, correcting the male. “I'm just trying to have a friendly conversation, that's all.”

“Firstly, I'm not your friend. Secondly, your “friendly conversation” won't work. I'm not gonna befriend a scammer and then get scammed later on.” the fashion designer argued, narrowing his eyes at the blue haired male. “Your way of talking is what makes you so suspicious, not to mention, your hands rubbing antics.”

“Sheesh. What happened to “customers are always right”, huh?” sampo inquired. [y] sassily place his hands on his hips, “Correction: “customers aren't always right”, that's being said: “I’m always right”. I don't serve disrespected customers nor scammers. They'll be thrown out immediately, I don't care if it damages my reputation.”

the blue haired male blinked owlishly, almost amazed, “Wow. Just wow. You're quite a callous one.”

“That's what everyone says. Listen, if you set foot in my shop, I'm reporting you to the silvermane guards for your illegal activities.” [y] warned the con artist before walking to his shop. “Toodles…”

“Hey! That's a false alarm!” sampo furrowed his eyebrows. the fashion designer brushes it off, “That's your problem, not mine.”

sampo groaned as he crossed his arms before letting out a smirk, “What a hunk~”

sampo obviously ignores the male's warning, but unexpectedly [y] doesn't seem to report him to the silvermane guards, he just lets him walk in cuz' he doesn't care unless that con artist tries to scam his customers.

the two make arguments about who's wrong or right, who's the best, who's the most handsome one. silly arguments, but that's what brings them close. they had to keep it a secret though to avoid the media’s attention.

the two males became super and developed feelings throughout the weeks, then something unexpected happened. sampo brought flowers. actually real flowers. the flowers that he brought…with someone's money.

“...? What's this? Are these fake?” [y] raised his eyebrows at the flowers that sampo is holding. sampo frowned, “Come now. These are real flowers from the shop that I've bought.”

“...With someone's money?” [y] deadpanned, cross his arms. sampo let out an anxious chuckle, “I just bought the flowers for you. No tricks.”

“Hm.” the fashion designer hummed before accepting the flowers, “Thanks.”

“Thanks is all I get? Where's the reward from you, [Y]~?” the blue haired male teased.

[y] headed to the back without a word, much to sampo’s concern and confusion. it didn't take long for the fashion designer to return with a large bouquet of flowers and an envelope in hand, “It's crazy that we're both planning on giving gifts on the same day.”

sampo gasped sarcastically, clasping his hands over his mouth, though he was surprised that he was given a gift, “Aw~ You shouldn't have.”

“Don't take it personally.” [y] deadpanned. sampo chuckled, “You know you adore me~”

“It hasn't been confirmed yet. Don't push your luck, Shampoo.” [y] said bluntly.

“Hey~ That's the worst name you've given to me.” the blue haired male whined. the fashion designer smirked, “I should've made shampoo products named after you. Anyway, back on topic. Take it.”

sampo accepted the bouquet of roses from the fashion designer. [y] then handed sampo the envelope. the blue haired male raised his eyebrows, “What's this?”

“Look inside and see.” [y] said. without hesitation, the blue haired male opened the envelope and to his surprise, it's a load of cash. the fashion designer hummed, “Paycheck, gold digger. That's enough to bring you into the relationship?”

“Hey. Don't try to bribe me to get in a relationship.” sampo frowned. [y] raised his eyebrows, “So, you don't want the money.”

“Come now. I may be a con artist, but I'm a tenderhearted guy, too, ya know?” sampo stated.

“So, you're saying that you want our relationship to be official, but not for the money, but for my love and acceptance?” [y] blinked bewilderingly.

“...Yes…” sampo scratches the back of his head with a burning face. [y] blink once, then twice, before bursting out laughing, “Hahahahaha! Why are you so red?!”

“Hey! Don't make fun of me! I'm being serious!” sampo argued. [y] pat the male on his back, “I know, I know! It's just cute to see Sampo Koski blushing and being genuine!”

“Are you accepting my love for you or not?!” sampo furrowed his eyebrows. the fashion designer softened his laughter and wiped away his tears, “Yeah, yeah. But we still had to keep this a secret to avoid attention.”

“Only in the Overworld. We can hangout freely in the Underworld~” sampo smirked.

“Fair point. I'll be having my week off next week. How does that sound?” [y] asked the con artist. sampo winked, “I'll be off next week as well. So, it'll work.”

╰┈➤ author note: honkai star rail and genshin are on hold and please note that this is a slow update. i will still accept your request, but it will take a while since i'll be working on my books on wattpad. if you wish to read those books, here's my wattpad account.

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[justblades]

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˚. ₊˚ʚ ᗢ₊˚✧ ASTRAL EXPRESS

. . . nothing here yet

˚. ⁎ ˚ʚ ᗢ₊˚✧ JARILO VI

pussy deprived, gepard

business partners w benefits, sampo

bathroom sex, sampo

˚. ⁎ ˚ʚ ᗢ₊˚✧ XIANZHOU LUOFU

dragonfucking, dan heng IL

in his office, jing yuan

hypnotizing the general, jing yuan

somnophilia & mutual masturbation, blade

yandere fuck buddy, blade

lactation & breeding, luocha

drugging & domming, luocha

˚. ⁎ ˚ ʚ ᗢ₊˚✧ PENACONY

confessing to a priest, sunday

betting with bodies, aventurine

˚. ⁎ ˚ʚ ᗢ₊˚✧ VARIOUS ! ONESHOTS / FICS

multiple penetration & aphrodisiacs, jing yuan + luocha

threesome & degradation, blade + kafka

camboys in your uni, hsr men (discontinued)

˚. ⁎ ˚ʚ ᗢ₊˚✧ VARIOUS ! HCS / DRABBLES

2k event, hsr men

celebrating your special day, dan heng + gepard + sampo

their favorite positions, hsr men

what they like to hear during sex, hsr men

oiled up, hsr men

being messy, gallagher + sunday + boothill

[fuxuannie]

* pairing : sampo x gender neutral reader

* prompt : sampo is a lying, decieving, scum and a rat but he was still your best friend. it's another day, and it seems like he has something to show you.

* authors note : hi cale bebeloves mo 'to, quick oneshot kse mahal kita

SAMPO didn't exactly have the best reputation in the Underworld, hell, even his friends were cautious when it came to him. But oddly enough, you were an exception. As kids, Sampo would go above and beyond to make sure you were never hurt or injured, sure he would pull a prank on you every once in a while, but one that wasn't enough to make you insanely upset or scathed.

In present day, you're both now adults with your own lives but still spend time together very often in your free time. Sampo doesn't change, and the much taller male was still the same goofball you had grown up with. Just a bit more careless about how people would feel after certain pranks, there wasn't a day where you didn't have to apologize for his behavior. You've tried to talk to him but it seems like your lectures go through deaf ears, not that you're exactly surprised.

Today was odd, you hadn't seen him at all. Not pulling a prank on the trailblazing trio, not in Natashas clinic and definitely not trying to piss off Seele (Because in truth, who would?). "Natasha, have you seen the troublemaker by any chance?" You asked as you closed the clinic door, Natasha put down the book she was reading and smiled at your entrance. "Yeah, I have. I think he's out in the mines right now. Ever since the situation was cleared, he's been spending a whole lot of time there." She explained, and you nod your head. Thanking her for the information and promising to return shortly to help.

You take one of the teleporters to go to the mines quickly, looking around for any signs of your best friend. "Sampooo?" You hummed out, there was suddenly a pair of hands covering your view. A small 'oop' escapes your lips as theres a chuckle behind you. "Well, I think I found you?" You laugh along with him, but you haven't escaped his scheme just yet. You feel him start to walk forward, and you catch on quickly that he wants to lead you somewhere.

"Just don't.. lead me into a wall, okay? My one ask."

You faceplanting into the nearest surface should've been expected, but hey, atleast it didn't hurt all too much.

Once Sampo tapped your head to signal you to stop moving, you did exactly as told. "Keep your eyes closed, oh and no peeking." He demands as he takes his hands off your eyes, you snicker a bit at the little add-on he's been saying since you were kids. Especially since you were a cheater in Hide-and-Seek.

"Okay, aaand open!"

You're met in a room surrounded by Geomarrow, even if its been all you've seen your whole life, something about the area makes it so.. beautiful. "I was doing uh.. a bit of hardwork today! And I found this place.. I wanted to show you a little later, but seems like you found me." He smiles a bit at your reaction, taking your hand into his as he stares at you with a surprisingly soft gaze. You don't even notice until theres a warmth around your palm, and you look up at him, mirroring his smile with your own.

"Something tells me here's a reason you wanted to show me later." You raise a brow, and he uses his other hand to scratch the back of his neck. "Uh.. yeah. Yeah. (name), for the longest time, I've had a massive crush on you. And I wasn't sure how to tell you but, when I wanted to try, your smile left me breathless and I'd forget what to say like an idiot." He laughed at those memories, but you listened intently, ignoring how fast your heart was beating.

"I.. I can't, I feel the same but this is all so sudden and.."

You feel two large arms wrap around you securely, a sigh of relief out of Sampo's lips as he pulled away to look at you again. "That's okay. I can wait, I'll wait for as long as I need to." He was always so patient, so caring. Despite what others think, he really does care about people.

"It won't be a long wait, I promise."

[viviennevermillion]

And we love like fools

✧ ɴᴏᴛᴇꜱ: i know i still have plenty of requests in my inbox but i felt really inspired to write this. first full hsr oneshot.

✧ ᴄᴏɴᴛᴀɪɴꜱ: sampo x gn!reader, fluff, pining, sampo and reader are both masked fools but don't know, there was only one bed, 4k words

✧ ɴᴏᴡ ᴘʟᴀʏɪɴɢ: fools — lauren aquilina

✧ ᴡᴀʀɴɪɴɢꜱ: reader has a sad backstory, mentions of bullying

There are many tales throughout the universe about the Aeons. About how they were born; where they found their resolve. A cynic might say that they resemble too much of our own stories; that one could hardly know what guided a being incomprehensible to most ordinary mortals. But you thought now; that maybe that was the beauty in it. That even gods could be touched by such simple emotions as sadness or joy.

The stories that are told throughout the Epsilon system speak of what appears to be chaos and randomness at first glance; each tale more absurd than the last. But the one you'd always remember was one that had started with eternal darkness and pointlessness as the Aeon Aha climbed to the highest branch in the tree of existence. The universe functioned like a machine operating to the whims of a force not even the Aeons could comprehend and all who lived within were merely pawns or cogs that kept it running. The truth was that our existence within the machine was so minimal and unimportant; that even the loss of the individual would mean nothing in the grander scheme of things. It was easy to feel lost within a place like this. You knew that better than anyone.

You had felt lost on your home planet all your life. You didn't know whether you were an outlier in their neatly and meticulously planned system or whether you were never meant to be on this world in the first place; but you had noticed that you didn't belong there at an early age. You would always look at the society around you like you were a traveler from outer space who was perceiving it for the first time; and always look at the stars like there was a future waiting out there for you. You had been a thorn in their eye; unable to work within the life that they offered you and unwilling to change enough to fit into their ideals. Your time there was so brief compared to the time that was ahead; yet the years of alienation and mistreatment had scarred you and left you lost without a point of focus. It was as though you, too, had been looking at the vast and black universe wondering what the point of all of this was.

You had left the planet you were born on as soon as you had the means to; traversing the universe as a vagabond; looking for a purpose or something that could bring the light back to your eyes. Epsilon was never a place that drew your attention. Your starskiff needed fuel and maintenance and this was the closest populated area available. You spent your days there mostly in hotel rooms, plagued by the nightmares about your past and the worries about your future. You had known that this was not getting you anywhere; so on your last day before you were ready for take-off, you decided it was time to go out and get some fresh air. Your aimless wandering throughout the city streets eventually led you to a tavern that was far from ordinary. Entrance was only granted if you wore a mask; which you found strange but there was someone willing to sell them outside for a couple of bucks; so it wasn't like you had to go out of your way to get one.

The atmosphere inside had been lively and almost whimsical. People gathered around the tables; each one waiting their turn to tell a story of their travels. Laughter filled the small establishment and it seemed as though every guest was in a competition with the others to fascinate and entertain the crowd the most with their tales of odd pranks and foreign worlds. It made you feel out of place once more. With the way the past few days had gone, you couldn't ever see yourself laughing along with them.

You thought back to how eager you were to leave your home world; thinking that everything would change once you started anew in a better place. You had tried connecting with people; had tried counseling and new hobbies. But you carried the weight of your sorrows around like a boulder tied to your leg or a shadow that would seem to follow you forever. That day had been the worst you felt in a while and you supposed your emotions just got the better of you in that moment. A horrible predicament, really. You don't cry in a tavern where the masked fools gather. Or at least; don't expect yourself to be crying for long.

"You're going to draw a lot of attention with that, you know?"

You had looked up at the masked stranger with quiet sobs forcing their way out of your mouth and you made it clear that you weren't looking to talk. That didn't deter him. The mask covered his whole face and he was wearing a hood but you could make out a few strands of dark blue hair falling out of it. You vividly remembered that encounter even today, after a few years had passed. Despite your protests, the stranger sat down next to you and seemed amused at your predicament.

A wiser person would have left the tavern at this point. But you were vulnerable and sad; not in a state where you could just hold your emotions in anymore. "Geez, you have no idea what place you walked into, do you?", the stranger had laughed and ordered another glass of what the menu advertised as "weird funky juice; god knows what's in there (lactose-free)". He was kind enough to educate you about the masked fools. Great, you had probably made a joke out of yourself that this guy was more than ready to find his daily share of amusement in, you had thought. But whoever he was, he didn't seem interested in making fun of you. At least not more than he made fun of himself. To his mind, all you needed was to see him try and balance his drink on his pinkie finger and failing miserably; splashing the entire thing over the bar counter. You just seemed as sad as you had been before.

"Aww, come on, I really thought that was going to get a laugh out of you", he pouted. You sighed and shook your head. "What's even in that drink?", you raised an eyebrow. "Hmm, no one knows for sure but it's lactose-free if you want to try", he shrugged with a chuckle, "so anyway, what's got you mourning like a sopping wet alley cat in this place of joy and whimsy on a Saturday night?"

In a more stable mental state you would NOT have told this overly enthusiastic, purposely clumsy guy your entire life story; but you were emotionally at the bottom and had been alone for too long. So you poured out your heart to him. And he turned everything you told him into a joke. All of those serious experiences that weighed on your heart. Whether it was the rules of the city you grew up in or the reasons a friend betrayed you or the noble who had made fun of you buying a cheap umbrella. "What, this guy?", he asked when you showed him a picture he wanted to see on your phone, "his hair looks like a paintbrush. Like he'd be great for painting my garden fence. Wait, hold on." He asked the bartender for a piece of paper and a pen.

You remembered the noble. He had always made fun of you for behaving "oddly" for what your world considered the status quo. He had spread rumors about you around the city that had the people whispering when you walked by. You remembered buying the cheap umbrella, hating the fact that you had run into him in front of the store. He had followed you for a while to the outskirts of town before he grabbed you and took your umbrella and drove away with it, leaving you standing in the rain after he called you a disgrace and a failure. You remembered how helpless and alone you had felt; how you made your way back to your house as the rain drenched you and your legs hurt. You remembered how you had gotten sick as a result and how he made fun of your sickly appearance when you went to buy your medicine at the pharmacy. How experiences like this had become your daily life for as long as you lived there.

And now you watched this masked stranger make the silliest drawing of this guy you ever could have imagined. "My apologies, I'm not the best artist but I hope this'll do", he said as you took a sip of water and he held up a stick figure sketch of him holding the noble by his legs like a comically large garden shear and painting a very badly drawn fence with the pompadour on his head. And it made you spit out your drink and let out a wheeze; much to your surprise.

"There we go!", he exclaimed. You could not see his face but you were sure there was a triumphant grin on it. You could hear it in the tone of his voice. You took the drawing out of his hands and snorted. "Why are his ears so long that they reach the ground?", you asked, laughing. "Those are supposed to be his arms", he whined and looked at it, "I think it turned out great."

He proceeded to tell you about all sorts of funny stories from his travels and invited you to dance. Your sorrows were long forgotten by that point.

The tales of the masked fools speak of the laughter of Aha that disrupted the endless nothingness of the vast universe. In your toughest times; this stranger's silly antics had gotten you out of your spiraling sadness and you had readily accepted the mask he had handed to you that night. "It doesn't seem like you have anywhere to go. Why don't you stay with us, then?"

That was five years ago. Everytime you came back to that tavern, the people welcomed you with open arms and they had long since accepted you as one of them. It felt as though you had friends there; even though you didn't know who was underneath those masks. That was the thing about the masked fools. As soon as you put on your mask; it didn't matter who you were anymore. It didn't matter whether someone was rich or poor; where they had come from or how old they were; in that tavern all were followers of the Aeon of Elation and looking to have a good time.

You still saw the masked stranger who had introduced you to his world once in a while, even though you passed each other by sometimes because you were both off to your own travels. You had played with the idea of getting to know the man behind the mask but you mused that this wasn't in the spirit of the masked fools and might make things unnecessarily difficult in a place that had always left you with good memories. But he had left your heart fluttering whenever your paths crossed.

You had gone off to another journey when you had seen the warning light on your starskiff blink again. You had the option to stop earlier and just fill up fuel everytime you landed; but you never knew what surprises were waiting for you if you let it just run its course. This time it was a frozen planet called Jarilo-VI. And truly, within the first few weeks there you had gotten roped up into all sorts of crazy adventures.

You had made plenty of friends there; some because you genuinely thought they were likeable people and some because they kept insisting that they were your friends before trying to scam you. Chaos seemed to follow Sampo Koski wherever he went and no matter how you felt about him as a person; you knew the people back at the tavern would love him and hearing about his misadventures. Natasha had reassured you that he might be up to no good but that he was in no way mean-spirited. "Besides, I think you caught his eye", she had chuckled. "Believe me, I noticed", you had rolled your eyes.

You always thought that Sampo was just a casually flirtatious person. Later on, you had come to realize that you had actually never seen him try his luck with anyone else. He argued that your sense of humor and your tendency to subtly cause a chain reaction of chaos around you was charming and had captivated him; unknowing that this behavior stemmed from your alignment with the followers of Aha. His comically bad pick-up lines and outlandish romantic gestures fell on deaf ears; however.

However, you had to admit that even though you at first only stuck around because he was a magnet for exactly the kind of jokes the masked fools would love to hear; you found that you actually enjoyed his company. For now he was still looking to scam you at every opportunity that presented itself; but maybe with time he would realize that you were better suited as a friend than a scam victim.

"Aw, come on, I'm really trying here", Sampo whined after having presented you with a flower balloon, "you're breaking my heart." You chuckled. "Sampo, your attempts at flirting are so bad that i do think you're just trying to get my money", you raised an eyebrow. The two of you had agreed to go to the overworld to get some medical supplies for Natasha. You were willing to help her out for treatment you received in the past. Sampo had to be bribed with money. "I'm not", he insisted.

"Last time you handed me a 'Congratulations! You just turned 85!' card that had the price tag still on it and you wrote 'Dear y/n, please love me back, I'm tall, blue and handsome. Yours, Sampo.' inside", you laughed at the memory of that. "I thought you would like it", he gestured wildly as both of you watched Stelle tackle a trash can in the distance, "that seemed like your type of humor." And you did like it. It just hardly came off as him having serious intentions.

The two of you got a coffee at a nearby vendor after having picked up Natasha's supplies. "It made me laugh, I admit that", you patted his head and he smiled back at you. "Well then, let's hear it, what's your attempt at a pick-up line?", he raised an eyebrow. You smirked.

"Did it hurt when you crawled out of hell?"

Sampo let out a laugh and sat down on a bench putting a finger to his chin. "Well now I'm not sure if you're flirting with me or want me to die", he exclaimed but you could tell he found the whole thing humorous. You chuckled and took a sip of your own coffee. "Let me guess; you've already got yourself a little crush on some outworlder guy on another planet", he teased, not knowing that he was absolutely correct in his assumption, "but maybe you should look around and consider what's right in front of you!"

You gave him a questioning look and pointed at Ronald the storekeeper. A grin found its way onto your face when Sampo playfully punched your shoulder and shook his head in disappointment. "I was talking about me", he pointed at his face with both fingers. "Let me guess - because you're tall, blue and handsome?", you rolled your eyes and laughed. "Finally you get it!", Sampo exclaimed, "I will count the coffee as compensation for breaking my heart."

You let out a sigh. "I didn't think I was going to get that money back anyway."

You were about to head back to the underworld when the rain started pouring down. "Oh no", you whined and Sampo led you to the Goethe Grand Hotel. "Fear not, I have a room booked here for my overworld stays", he explained and you let out a sigh of relief. He awkwardly put a hand on the back of his neck. "The only thing is; I locked myself out two days ago and I left the key inside of the room; so we're going to have to climb in. "Where do you keep your head?", you shook your head in disappointment. "It's your fault for occupying all my thoughts, heh", he winked and helped you climb up to the window on the second floor where his room was.

He got the window open and you climbed inside, finding the room empty and unused with fresh towels by the bedside and the "Hope you have a nice stay!" candy still on the desk.

"Sampo... did you just make me break into a hotel room?!", you turned around and looked at your friend climbing through the window after you. He put his index finger to your lips and whispered softly. "Shh... I paid for this room, don't question it too much", his mischievous smile made you believe that he did not, in fact, pay for it, "anyway; you want to go back out there? Be my guest, but I'm staying here where it's dry and warm." He took his shoes off and plopped himself down on the bed. He reached inside the night stand drawer and tossed you the spare key, asking you to lock the door. Unfortunately for you, the rain didn't stop for the rest of the evening.

"We can't just stay here, we broke in!", you hissed. "Sampo Koski would never commit crimes on a date." "We're not on a date." "I thought you were always up for fun and spontaneous adventures", Sampo protested. "Yes, ones that do not involve me getting arrested", you argued. But you grew tired and eventually found yourself lying down on the other side of the bed, listening to the quiet radio on the night stand that you had turned on. The news lady announced a blizzard warning and urged all citizens of Belobog to stay inside shortly before the signal died.

Wonderful, you thought and closed your eyes, praying you weren't going to wake up in jail. Unfortunately, the cold made you unable to get some rest. You looked around the room, searching for an old-fashioned heating only to find it broken. "The heater's broken", you told Sampo who did not seem bothered by this fact at the slightest. "We can always huddle for warmth if you want to", he suggested and crossed his arms behind his head while staring at the ceiling.

You rolled your eyes but thought about the idea for a while. Sampo was likely just joking with his attempts at flirting with you and he was a friend and you were freezing. You could just get up tomorrow and go your own ways again; no feelings attached.

That was how you ended up snuggled against Sampo's chest under the blanket, the storm still raging outside. He had gotten unusually quiet, simply having his arms wrapped around you and his head rested on top of yours. You thought back to the masked stranger at the tavern. The last time you had reported back to the masked fools, they had told you that he wasn't back from his travels yet and he'd likely be away for a little longer this time. But they were happy to hear about your time on Jarilo-VI. You were told they had especially laughed whenever you brought up Sampo.

You were looking forward to telling your friend about Sampo's antics when he was back from his trip, but you mused if you wanted this to go anywhere, you should probably leave out the fact that you cuddled said scammer in a hotel room you broke into. Now that you had accepted your predicament; you did see the hilarity in this situation. And what good was a masked fool who couldn't laugh about themselves once in a while?

You noticed you could hear Sampo's heartbeat. His chest felt warm through the fabric of his shirt and you had to admit that this was quite comfortable. "What's got you so quiet, hmm?", you broke the silence. Sampo chuckled. "I'm still thinking about 'Did it hurt when you crawled out of hell?'", he patted your head and you could feel his chest rise and fall with his laugh, "I'm going to use this the next time I'm surrounded by foes. This will confuse them and throw off their groove, allowing me to run away." You laughed and shook your head.

"You're so out of touch with reality sometimes, Sampo Koski." He shrugged. "As long as I'm able to bring a little joy to your life, what more do I want?"

Sampo eventually started running his fingertips up and down your arm. Your exhaustion eventually got the better of you and you closed your eyes. Sampo must have thought that you were sleeping because he pulled you closer and whispered quietly. "I really like you, you know that? What do I do with you?", you heard him sigh but said nothing.

You thought back to the masked stranger. You didn't even know who he was behind the mask. Was this really going anywhere? Or maybe Sampo was right and you were too set on a love that might not even be reciprocated to see other options. Despite all the times he had tried to scam you and perhaps because chaos seemed to follow him wherever he went, you felt comfortable around Sampo. You felt safe in his arms.

Maybe I should give him a chance...

You eventually fell asleep in his arms with that thought on your mind.

Sampo Koski woke up that morning to your cold hands on his exposed midriff, presumably after you had dunked them in ice-cold water. He shot up instantly, accidentally headbutting you in the process. He groaned from the pain and held his head. "Rise and shine", you teased and Sampo let out a laugh. Moments like these were what made him fall for you after all.

He was unaware of how similar the thoughts running through your mind were to his own. That you considered telling him about your true purpose for coming to Jarilo-VI. That you thought he'd make a great addition to the masked fools. That you considered asking him to join you.

"Can you get my phone?", he asked you, still struggling to keep his eyes open due to the bright light coming through the window, "it's in my backpack." You were about to tell him to go get it himself but curiosity got the better of you. What did Sampo Koski carry in his backpack?

As you rummaged through the bag, you found that the answer to that question was his phone, a notebook titled "scam ideas" and a finger trap.

You were about to pull out the phone and close the bag again when your eyes landed on a mask that looked all too familiar. Your heartbeat quickened as the realization kicked in. "What's wrong?", he asked, looking at you with a puzzled expression, "you look like you've seen a ghost in there. Oh...is it the scam list? I can explain that one." You held up the intricately designed mask, one much like your own but individual to its user. "Oh that? Won it at a fun fair a couple years back", Sampo lied and brushed you off. You wordlessly reached into your own backpack to pull out the mask he had given you all those years ago.

"Sad clown fella?!", he exclaimed in shock. "I told you to stop calling me that!", you retorted and Sampo ran a hand through his messy bedhead, trying to make sense of this situation. "What are the odds?", he shook his head in disbelief, "the universe truly is a joke."

You looked at him for a while as a painful silence settled between you. The masked stranger who had eased your sadness and introduced you to a life of fun and adventure all those years ago was none other than Sampo Koski. And the sobbing individual at the bar he got a laugh out of with a silly drawing turned out to be the outworlder Sampo found himself absolutely infatuated with.

And once more the silence and uncertainty was broken by both of you breaking out into laughter. A feeling of relief settled in your heart. "I can't believe it's you!", Sampo exclaimed and got up from the bed, "well, isn't that something? I bet they're clowning on us back at the tavern every day." "Oh god, yes", you held your head, imagining the reactions knowing full-well that both of you were on Jarilo-VI unmasked, "we accidentally became the butt of the joke we were trying to create."

"Well that's a wonderful conclusion to this journey, don't you think? All within the spirit of Aha", Sampo grinned, "well, to celebrate our reunion, how about we finally go out on a- hmph-".

He didn't get very far until you pulled him closer by his waist and your lips crashed into his own. Sampo was stunned for a moment, his eyes widening, before he closed them and kissed you back passionately. You buried your fingers in the hair that fell into the back of his neck and you could feel him smile into the kiss. "I love you", his breath was warm on your lips when he whispered those words. You pulled him into another kiss, your tongue clashing with his. Sampo held you very close; not wanting to let go of you now that you were finally his.

You rested your forehead against his with a smile on your face. "I love you too." He kissed you again, this time much more gentle than he was before. He cupped your cheeks and poured all the love for you into his kiss. Sadly enough, even this moment had to end.

"Room cleaning service!", you heard a voice, followed by a knock on the door. "Oh god, we need to leave", Sampo hastily grabbed his bag and was on his way to the window. "So we really did break in!", you hissed and grabbed your own things. "I thought you figured that out already, why do you still sound surprised?", he asked as you followed Sampo Koski out of the window, giggling about the absurdity of the situation.

Maybe being finally united with the one you loved was worth breaking into a room for.

A few days later you found yourself in front of a large broadcasting apparatus in Rivet Town, ready to report back to the masked fools. Sampo tightly held your hand in his, smiling at you from the side. "They'll never let us live that down", you sighed as you put on your mask. Sampo lifted it again to grab your chin and press one last kiss to your lips.

"Then let's give them a grand finale to the show."