#yae miko fics

[peachpassionfruit]

BUSINESS PROPOSAL

>> scaramouche x reader | genshin impact AU

synopsis

>> you, y/n l/n, are the heir to your father’s company, spina di rosula. after his sudden passing, you inherited the role of CEO sooner than you expected. in the aftermath of your father’s death, a rival company, raiden industries, seized the opportunity to profit off of your moment of weakness, quickly monopolizing the market the spina had created. the only thing to save your company—your father’s legacy—from bankruptcy is a merger with the very company responsible for driving it off the deep end.

cast of characters

>> spina di rosula | raiden industries | the board of directors

part one | terms & conditions

>> 00. prologue

>> 01. diplomatic solutions

>> 02. aggressive negotiations

>> 03. deny, deny, deny

>> 04. invasion

>> 05. messy

>> 06. like him

NOTES ☆

>> hi guys! i’m back! i don’t know how long this’ll last but it’s lasted long enough for me to want to start this. i wanted to continue if it wasn’t for the nights but i lost all my apps and it would be too much work to redo all that.

>> cast of characters will be out soon - i just wanted to release the masterpost. i'm not very good at the social media aspect, so bear with me! - it may be sparsely included, but the cast of characters will remain up for fun. i don’t want to be stressed out by having to add social media parts because i’ve enjoyed writing this story so far

>> vaguely vaguely inspired by business proposal. not really but very vaguely. i just stole the name

>> all photos are for poses, not faces

TAGLIST ☆

>> comment to be added

[dottoresdiscordkitten69]

His Favorite...

WARNINGS: LORD/SERVANT RELATIONSHIP, MENTIONED EIMIKO, NSFW, PWP

WORDS: 1.2K

Carrying a tray into the room, you sat it down on a nearby nightstand and hovered over Kuni’s body. He was stubborn, always trying to sleep in when he knew it would be either Miko dragging him to come fulfill duties with his mother, or the more desirable option, you.

He wants you to come and wake him up in the mornings. He wants to feel your gentle shakes and those fingers fixing his hair so he can wake up and see your face looking down at him. He wants to feel your nails gently scratch his head as you call out to him with that voice of yours he finds himself stopping to listen to. Even if Miko has him in a headlock, he’s not budging til he hears you ask him to do it, with that teasing tone you have as you–

Was that tea being poured? His eyes opened from the sound, he saw you there, hair slightly disheveled as you bent over slightly to pour tea. Your casual attire was draped over a large warm scarf you could honestly use as a weirdly shaped blanket if you wanted too, it was common to see you wear extra layers while in his room though, due to how cold he preferred the temperature. When you heard the shifting of sheets and blankets, you peered over your shoulder, “Hm? Sorry, did I wake you…?”

The young man shook his head. “No… That’s what you’re supposed to do…Though..” He cracked his fingers as he stretched. “Why are you making tea so early, shouldn’t you wait til lunch or…” He dragged on the ‘or’ waiting for you to respond. Though all you did was shake your head, “Not today, Lady Yae told me you could have off today, as she was having problems and needed to see Lord Shogun…” You stood there for a minute with your pointer on your chin, trying to figure out what she may have needed, quickly breaking out of your trance with a thump from the room above you.

Which just so happened to be the Shogun’s room.

Kunikuzushi waved his hand, “Don’t mind that.” His face looked slightly disgusted, he then shook his head and outstretched his arms. “Forget about the tea, come here.” He said in a monotone voice, his fingers stretched outwards as well, showing his desperation for the moment he was so craving. Setting down the tea pot, you smiled and removed the scarf, placing it on a nearby chair as you walked towards him. Once you got close enough, his arms wrapped around your waist and he pulled you close to him.

With some scrambling and a minute later, your body straddled his waist, rocking back and forth on it with your thighs on either side. “Is this how you want to spend your day off..?” You asked, laughing slightly as his hands continued caressing your hips. “Everyday is a day off for me if I complain enough.” The man quickly snapped back, looking up at you and that slightly smug smile you had adorning your lips.

You knew you had him wrapped around your finger.

He was always so needy, from that first time he expressed his want and need for you. He looked forward to those kisses in the morning or those small promises you gave him whenever he gave Miko or Raiden a hard time. He was a grown man who threw child-like tantrums, gaining this mentality when Ei set him free, but quickly reeled him back in when she found what had happened in the time he had left her eyes. She pampered and smothered him, not wanting him to feel unloved again, he didn’t care much til Miko introduced you three years ago.

Just like his mother, Kunikuzushi got his own fox envoy to toy with. Though you were oh so much calmer… Just what he needed to directly contradict his personality, now here you were. Door locked and your needy lord with his face stuffed between your chest and he desperately suckled on your skin, trying his best to make marks and claim you as his so everyone else knew to stay away.

The childish puppet couldn’t get enough of how your fingers caressed his cheeks, bringing his pouting lips away from your face. Lowering your own and pressing a soft kiss onto them, peppering his face with them until he suddenly pulled away and lifted up your shirt a bit, biting and nipping on the skin underneath. Surprised squeaks and squeals left your mouth as he started this, though it didn’t surprise you much as you knew he desired to be as close to you as possible.

Pulling back, he wrapped his hands around both of your thighs, looking up into your eyes. “I don’t want you leaving this bed today, it’s my day off anyways, not yours.” That smug smirk crept onto his lips for a moment, it probably lasted longer but you really couldn’t tell since he shifted your body up, core just over his face. He nuzzled his nose right onto it as well, tongue pressing against that wet spot you couldn’t hide no matter what. “Let me have a taste…” His hot breath moistened the area, making your thighs clamp around his face. “Your lord demands it…”

Letting out a breathy sigh, you swallowed, knowing you were going to have to prepare yourself to keep quiet if you didn’t want Miko to give you an earful tomorrow. “Of course, my lord deserves it…” You caressed his hair, “Don’t get carried away, who else is going to wake you up tomorrow?” You caught him off guard with that, his cheeks reddened, of course you couldn’t see that but he still felt it on himself.

His nimble fingers moved your underwear to the side, without any time to waste, his tongue instantly began its attack on your hole. A relieved sigh escaped your lips, making you hunch over as you felt his tongue do as it pleased as you dripped all over it. You heard hums of delight and appreciation, felt them as well as they vibrated throughout your lower half. Body feeling every single movement he made, you let out a small yelp as you felt your legs shake and practically collapse on yourself.

Your hole drove deeper into his mouth, yelping as your hands planted themselves above his head. “So–sorry! I lost my balance–”

Without warning your lips out a number of noises combined into one, feeling how breathy moans climbed out of your throat. His tongue delved deeper into your core, his hands having a tight grip on your thighs, trying to desperately pull you closer and closer. When trying to raise yourself, his fingers climbed, digging themselves into your ass and bringing you down with more force. Your body twitched and swayed with each flick and desperate suck his mouth did to pleasure you.

Was he enjoying this? Most definitely, he was getting everything he wanted on his day off. His bed and a sweet treat for him to enjoy all for himself. By pure accident, you grinded against his tongue, his hips bucked and you knew you were over with for the next hour. “If you’re so desperate just say so…”

His eyes peered up at you for a minute, where he was able to gaze at your flushed cheeks and worn out expression. “Right…” He teased, “You can’t speak for yourself, pathetic..”

[vrachis]

ATTRACTION. (100 FOLLOWERS SPECIAL.)

—synopsis : the countless times you’ve seen her in many other ways, you couldn’t seem to stop yourself from coming back to her over and over again.

characters : yae miko x gn reader.

warnings ; breeding, desk sex, almost getting caught, size kink.

a/n : (omfg. u guys prolly read that one post abt me posting this but yeah, i decided to post it for once! im posting this at night w bad service, SO LOLLLL! dunno if its short or what but hope u guys eat this shi up tho LMAO)

NSFW UNDER THE CUT!

she could have never looked more pretty. you mean, she was always pretty. beautiful, stunning, and anything else positive used to describe her. she is simply, ethereal.

it’s no wonder that every time you lay your eyes upon her, all the air in your lungs seem to lessen. just because of the sight of a woman as such.

yae miko is someone who is incomparable to others, a woman out of another’s league. everything about her would lure you in, and maybe that was simply her intention.

from her looks to her personality, who wouldn’t fall prey to such charms?

well…

-… you just so happened to have done so.

at that point, you never knew who to blame. why?

well, it was your fault for falling for her schemes, that you’ve simply let yourself fall into her hands. and whatever you do, no matter what, you just seemed to keep going back to her.

as vexatious as it seems, it’s all the worth as long as you get something in return.

and here you thought you would be the only one coming back for more, but miko needed as much as you did.

she ached, and craved, any time she wanted. so as long as she knows she has you, she could never be more satisfied.

—

elicited mewls comes from the woman below you, and sounds of wood creaking violently flows along with the symphony of wet skin colliding with one another. when miko croaks out a gasp, her head falls against the wooden desk, the sheer sweat on her head cascading down to soak the oak.

as you keep a firm grip against her waist, your hips hammer in and out of her at a breakneck pace, your skin slapping against the fat of her ass. you let out a groan as you empty inside her once more, your seed spurting angrily into deep into her womb. you lean down to press a sloppy kiss to her cheek and sigh.

you let yourself finish inside her, and settle with slow thrusts. and as you slightly pull out, the mixture of both your fluids flow from her cunt, the erotic sight of it alone seeming to spur you on. it’s a sight you alone get to see every time you get with her, and you surely couldn’t feel more prideful enough at the thought of it.

“mm, you certainly have no end to your stamina, do you?” miko huffs. and of course she means that sarcastically, this woman loves how rough you can be.

you smirk gleefully. “of course, especially since you’re the one i’m doing.”

your response makes her chuckle weakly. “of course it is, what did i expect. it is me, after all.”

you two exchange a good laugh, until your eyes suddenly flash towards the door, where you see a roaming silhouette of one of the shrine maidens. miko seems to notice it as well, and she shushes you.

“l-lady yae, are you alright in there? i heard loud banging noises coming from here—“ the maiden worries.

“don’t worry about it. clearly just showing my displeasure.” she shakes. “now don’t worry your small little head, inagi. get back to work.”

you could’ve swore you almost let out a laugh on the spot. such a silly excuse, you thought. although… was your fucking not too rough for the maidens to not possibly hear her cries from outside? that couldn’t be possible, you thought. you wanted, no, needed everyone to know what exactly was going on in her office.

so as soon as the shadow of the now terrified maiden was gone, you could only press your weight down on the kitsune, your frame towering over hers as you lean down to nibble on her sensitive ear.

you knew miko could sense something was up from that action you just did. so you feel her squirm under you, her body still slightly shaking but seeming to push you off.

“now what? still rowdy enough to go?” she tests.

you could only hum low in response while you kept orally assaulting her ears, the fluffy parts of her seeming to twitch beneath your lips.

“why aren’t you answering me?” she grumbles. you could tell she was impatient by the time you felt her grinding against your crotch once more, evidently urging you to continue your sessions.

although you want to give it to her, you thought, giving her a little taste of her own medicine wouldn’t hurt, right?

“make sure you better be louder this time. i want them to know what exactly happens in here.”

your response seems to have given her a new wave of excitement, given the fact you feel her grinding getting more sensual, as if it has a mind of it’s own and starts to demand.

“and how exactly do you plan on doing that, mm?” she taunts. you place a finger under your chin, pretend posing as if you were to ponder. what a foolish question to ask, you thought. you thought she would’ve known by now, but it seems she just wants to hear it actually come from you.

but no, you’ve had enough expressing yourself. you’ve said enough words and done enough actions, what more so than to have her voice her needs out instead?

so you smirk, looking down mischievously at the kitsune.

“why don’t we settle for what you want? after all, you’re the one who seems to be aching for something.”

she scoffs at you unbelievably. “do you seriously want me to tell you what exactly i need? look here. you know just what i want, so give it to me. don’t make me say it.”

you sigh exasperatedly. “where’s the fun it that? after all, weren’t you the one aching for me to fuck you earlier? just beg this once, and all of this will continue.”

you hear her grit her teeth from below you, then an annoyed exhale. “fine. but you better stick to your words and listen carefully because i’m never letting you hear this again for the rest of how long you’ll live.”

you chuckle triumphantly. “hah. bring it on.”

[raviola-triggers]

He stayed in the shrine with Miko after the second betrayal

[skyekitsuneart]

ignore how strange scara looks,,,

i just think their family dynamics would be funny af after they ya know. work thru everything.

[canonical-transformation]

“Windtrace is worse now,” said Ei.

"Wait, wait, what?" said Furina, who had been making macaroni five seconds ago when she'd suddenly found herself here on the moonlit shores of an endless beach. "Where am I? What is this place?" Wait, this was just like... "Am... Am I dead?"

"Not an isekai," said Miko.

"Windtrace is worse now," Ei repeated, menace in her eyes. "Do you not agree?"

"You'll have to excuse Ei," Miko told Furina, "she gets very upset when things change."

"Who are you people?" said Furina. Then, glancing between Ei and Venti: "Uhm. Nevermind, I can guess. New question. What is this place?"

Zhongli cleared his throat. "Well met. I am Zhongli. This is a parallel realm sustained by the power of the Electro and Dendro Archons. Time will not pass while you remain here."

"Time will pass," said Ei, looking a little upset. "The flow of time is dilated by a factor of approximately seven thousand, which is significantly less than infinity."

"I was simplifying for clarity," said Zhongli.

"You're Rex Lapis. Be precise."

Miko squeezed Ei's arm. "Ei, we talked about this, remember? He's not Rex Lapis any more."

Ei nodded slowly. "It changed."

"Yes, Ei."

Ei scowled. "Like Windtrace."

"Yes," said Miko, shooting Furina a look as if to say can you believe this bitch?, "just like Windtrace."

[paimonial-rage]

spark - yae miko [random writing event] | requested by anon

There she stood at the edge of the cliff overlooking the last remnants of the fireworks show. Though duty called for her to be seated in the festival planquin, she never enjoyed being far from the festivities. It was tradition for her to make her escape early in the evening, a fact you knew well. Not that you could blame her. The Naganohara fireworks were always a delight to see. Even after centuries they never grew old.

“There’s no need to stand so far away,” she called out without turning her gaze from the sky. “You know I don’t bite.”

“I shall remain here, Lady Guuji,” you replied with a bow.

She sighed as she usually did. From the time you both were but young kits, you made sure to keep a distance from your lady. You were her guard, after all, a role she never cared for. Not that it was much of a surprise. She was never one for formalities, something you always did your best to uphold. 

“It really wouldn’t hurt to relax every once in a while. I promise I won’t bite.”

But you remained where you stood.

“Lady Saiguu asked me to watch over you.”

She turned upon hearing that, her eyes cold and her cherry pink lips in a frown. It wasn’t an expression she showed to many people, but you never felt honored upon seeing it. In the back of your mind, you lost track of the amount of times you spoke those words. They came automatically at this point. Still, if only she knew you said them more for yourself than her. 

As she began making her way back to you, you fought the urge to step back. The look in her eyes was different now. Analytical. Searching. Immediately you knew you should be on guard. But with the sway of her hips and the shape of her lips, you found your mouth going dry. 

“Yes. A promise you loyally followed all these years. She was your first love, was she not? I can’t help but wonder…”

She stood before you now, illuminated in the moonlight. And when she took a step closer, then once more, you felt your heartbeat quicken. From the softness of her breast against your chest to the gentle hand cupping your cheek, a war was being waged in your mind. The worst part was the way curiosity and desire reflected so vividly in those dilated lavender eyes. 

“If we met earlier, would you be mine?”

You kept quiet and held her gaze. Your chest rose and fell evenly with your breath as your posture remained firm. As much as she searched, she would not be able to find anything within your eyes but her reflection. You made sure of it. She eventually did too as it was not long before she pulled back, expression cold. The sparks were gone.

“Let us return,” she finally said, stepping around you to walk in the direction of the shrine.

You didn’t follow her immediately. How could you with the way your heart raced, beating powerfully against your chest? Your knees stood frozen, locked into place. Your fingernails still were digging crescents into your palm. You took a shaky breath, then again once more. You then turned to follow after your lady.

—

[[Next Chapter]]

[akiraruru]

Spark! ✷

Included: Yae Miko, fem reader

Summary: Yae wanted to experiment with her vision on you.

Cw: hickeys, fingering, wlw content

A/n: I'm back again 🥳 I had so many projects I couldn't make time for writing 😞

Mdni‼️not proofread, possibly ooc

You were held against her chest, in a room where the walls are thin making it possible for the people on the other side of the wall to hear you if you're too loud with your noises.

Miko's chin was resting on your shoulder while her arms were on each side of your waist, her hands and fingertips were roaming around your torso softly. Little whimpers can be heard from you as she kisses and sucked on your neck, her purple eyes watching your every reaction to her ministrations.

Yae started to wander her hands upwards towards your chest—heaving up and down— she circled a finger around your hardened nipples, her long pink nails were adding up to the stimulation. Soon, she started to gently fondle with your breast, her soft hands feels pleasant against your skin. Soft moaning could be heard in the small room you and Yae were in, your quiet and soft moaning being the only source of sound besides your heavy breathing.

Eager to feel more, you gently led her hand lower and lower "Please?" You plead, staring up at her with puppy eyes in hopes to make her do as you ask, she lets out a chuckle but then complies. Her hands snake towards your lower region, her index finger moving up and down your cunt, collecting some of your arousal. "Mind if I do something new?" She whispers softly, you look at her with uncertainty "It's going to be a bit shocking when I do it but it'll be fine~" You nod and lay your head on her shoulder and stray hairs tickling at her neck lightly.

As you give your consent, Miko smiles as she plays with your cunt for a little while, her index and middle finger rubbing circles at your clit also circling around your entrance. She plunges a finger in you and conducts little electro energy through her finger, testing the waters and waiting for your approval, having to make sure the amount is just right. You let out a yelp at the given action, your legs twitching at the unusual sensation.

"What was that...?" You question, closing your legs shut and trapping Yae's fingers between your thighs "It's just my vision, don't worry" She reassures, she spreads your legs open again for more space for her fingers to move in. She starts to accelerate her pace, her free hand playing with your upper body all the while she plunges a second finger in you, her palm hitting your clit with every thrust of her fingers.

You tried to keep quiet by buying down on your finger, it's past midnight and everyone is asleep now except for you and her. The moon shines through the light curtains, shining at your intimate session with Yae. As she fastens her pace, she also transfers a tad bit more electro energy through her fingers. With all the newly found feelings made you sense a tingling feeling on your lower abdomen, a sign you're close.

Your stomach clenches as you buck your hips towards her hand "So- close~" You informed, Use once again accelerates her fingers but the electro energy remains the same. As her fingers repeatedly hit your sweet spot plus the electrifying feeling made you squirt all over her fingers, your legs trembling. Her fingers slowly stop while she lets you ride out your high, your chest goes up and down while you pant for air.

"How is it?" Yae asks "Want more?"

[silverflqmes]

Hi, how are u? If u don't mind, may I request *any genshin characters* with a short female reader who also has a short temper?

໒⦂ 𝐒𝐇𝐎𝐑𝐓 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐑 𝐇𝐂𝐒.

notes. hello anon! i’m okay, bit stressed but thank you for asking! i hope you’re doing well<3 i wasn’t sure on who to do and whether or not you had a preference for girls or boys — so i mixed them up :’) chose headcanon format since it was better suited, enjoy!

genre. chaotic + fluff

ft. alhaitham, ajax ( tartaglia / childe ), ayato kamisato, miko yae, lisa minci

short female! reader.

     ➫    𝓐𝗟𝗛𝗔𝗜𝗧𝗛𝗔𝗠   ୨୧   ˎˊ˗

⌗ you know what’s even more frustrating than living with alhaitham? it’s reaching the top shelf when you want to grab books.

⌗ that “feeble” ass scholar put the books of your favorite genre up on the highest tier because he doesn’t read them as often and prefers having his usual picks within reach.

⌗ ..or he just did it to hear you call out to him to come grab them off the shelf because kaveh is so nitpicky about moving furniture. meaning that in grabbing a chair or stool for leverage, you would risk an argument between the married couple, with the accusations going towards alhaitham, rather than you.

⌗ drama, basically. so you try to avoid it at the expense of your own dignity. and you SWEAR every time you call the scribe over, he’s got this silent, but smug aura about him and the faintest smirk. because oh, he knows what it does to that burning flame of frustration inside you.

⌗ sometimes he might grab the book and act as though he’s handing it to you before lifting it over your head, and it’s like a declaration of war.

⌗ “not funny, scribe.”

⌗ “to you.”

     ➫    𝓐𝗝𝗔𝗫   ୨୧   ˎˊ˗

⌗ thought alhaitham was bad? think again.

⌗ tartaglia is a teasing little shit when it comes to your vertically challenged self, always walking up and coming to pat your head or drape his arm ( sometimes even body ) on you with this innocent smile on his lips ( don’t be fooled ). meanwhile you’re struggling to bear his weight. smh.

⌗ if he ever does something to infuriate you, it usually ends with you pulling him down by the collar of his shirt to give him a piece of your mind. meanwhile he’s just laughing it up, which makes you all the more flushed and annoyed.

⌗ he likes to come up from behind you and babble or coo in your ear about how compact you are in his arms, teasing you with his words since it flusters you. your voice would pick up in pitch when tartaglia does this, and he only chuckles before peppering kisses all over you.

⌗ if there’s something you can’t quite reach and he witnesses you struggling to grab it, he’ll sneak up and pick you up to offer the leverage you need. of course it startles you when he does this, while he’s just holding you up simba style ( yes, yes he would do this ).

⌗ when he comes home from work, no matter how tired he might be, he rushes to your shared bedroom and spoons you, cooing a cheesy nickname and sweet nothings while he cuddles you.

⌗ “aw come now~ it’s only the truth that you’re my little munchkin<3 i could just eat you up!”

     ➫    𝓚𝗔𝗠𝗜𝗦𝗔𝗧𝗢 𝓐𝗬𝗔𝗧𝗢   ୨୧   ˎˊ˗

⌗ another menace, what is up with hydro men istg..

⌗ he’s usually subtle about things, sly when he teases you about your height. you could be going off on him about something while he’s just doing the closed eye smile. but you swear there’s a smugness behind it that he hides TOO DAMN WELL.

⌗ purposely has things just SLIGHTLY out of reach to hear you call out to him for his help, as you’d be left with way of getting what you need without the help of your adoring boyfriend!

⌗ it takes a sigh and his name before he’s sauntering over, well aware of what you’re going to ask of him. and you struggle each time to get the words out, as the ice holding your pride thins even further.

⌗ yet he still asks what you called him over for, JUST to hear the words. “yes darling? what did you need me for?” there’s the SLIGHTEST emphasis on ‘need’ because that man KNOWS.

⌗ when he’s doing paperwork, sometimes he calls you over to where he’s sitting in the office, and just puts you on his lap. a makeshift chin rest, which has you bubbling with annoyance. but you can’t lie, his clothing is soft to the touch and his warmth serenades you. so the anger all but dissipates.

⌗ whenever the breeze picks up, he’ll drape his overcoat over your shoulders, which just looks like you’re drowning in bedsheets.

     ➫    𝓨𝗔𝗘   𝓜𝗜𝗞𝗢   ୨୧   ˎˊ˗

⌗ and so, the one worse than all of those men combined.. enters the mix.

⌗ miko is one for making sly comments that’s for certain. so teasing you.. will not come as a surprise, in fact- it will be very frequent that she does this.

⌗ DUDE SHE USES THE FALSE SYMPATHY THING ISTG. the whole, “aww, poor little thing can’t reach? you need your dearest most capable lover to grab that for you?” and your face is just burning with embarrassment and frustration.

⌗ pets your head very often AND YET YOU CAN’T PET HERS WHEN SHE’S THE ONE ALWAYS GOING ON ABOUT HER FOX FORM. what in the name of hypocrisy is this.

⌗ strangely protective over you? you’re her adorable little cutie, the last thing she’d want was for you to be hurt! be it emotionally or physically. so she has a somewhat possessive aura surrounding her when it comes to other people. maybe it’s a youkai thing, you’re not that sure, but she tends to keep you close to her.

⌗ if you’re taking too long while someone is talking to you, especially during meetings and discussions for the publishing house, expect her to wrap her arms around you while lowering her chin to your shoulder, eyeing the person across from you with an ‘innocent’ smile.

⌗ wondering who’s the big spoon during cuddle sessions? certainly not you.

     ➫    𝓛𝗜𝗦𝗔   ୨୧   ˎˊ˗

⌗ cut from the same cloth as miko honestly. atp it’s tall electro women with catalysts, there is no other reason.

⌗ now lisa is also one to tease, always cooing words into your ear which has you flustered beyond help. worst part is when she does it in the library and tells you to be quiet since you’re one to get loud. talk about UNFAIR.

⌗ if you’re ever annoyed about something or having a hard day, you can count on lisa to sit you on her lap with her hand on your head, gently urging you to rest on her chest ( pure heaven honestly ). and she’ll let you rant about your worries to her. she’s so mother.

⌗ while working, lisa tends to tire easily, so sometimes she might ask you to grab a book for her. to mess with you, occasionally she asks for something high up just to witness your struggling before eventually approaching to grab it</3

⌗ “you couldn’t have done that five minutes ago.. i was over here jumping and shuffling like a fool!”

⌗ “but it wouldn’t have been as fun to witness, cutie~! you should have seen how adorable you looked<3”

⌗ lisa likes to sleep for longer durations since again, she tires very easily. might be because of her lore where her life span was cut in half, but not sure.. ANYWAY. so if you’re sleeping together and you wake up before her? forget it, you’re not moving an inch. you’re in her arms until she awakens. you don’t wanna deal with angry lisa..

notes. super sorry for the delay, i’ve been busy as of late but i hope these characters are okay and that you’re satisfied with the outcome? i tried to follow what you wanted as best as i could</3 anyway hope you enjoy!

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[2baddiesfanfics]

Desperate Times Call for Desperate Measures

Pairing: Ei x Miko

Tags: Injury, Injury Recovery, Vaginal Fingering, Hurt/Comfort, Caretaking

Summary:

After Miko is injured in a hunting accident, Ei is enraged. Once the guuji manages to calm her down, she persuades her to take her back to Tenshukaku for the sake of her recovery. As a reward for her progress, she then convinces the Shogun to indulge in a different kind of "healing" activity.

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The frigid air of the Inazuman winter bit into the Shogun’s face as she raced through the city. Minutes before, a messenger had broken past her guards and burst through the doors of her office in Tenshukaku. Normally, she would have had him arrested immediately, but the news he carried bought him forgiveness.

“Your Excellency! I’ve been sent by Doctor Shinzou to tell you Lady Guuji Yae Miko has been gravely injured. Please come quickly,” he had informed her.

As soon as the last word left his lips, she dashed out of the room faster than a bolt of lightning. Her imagination ran wild, concocting nightmarish images of what she might find as she wove through crowded streets to reach the physician’s office. Frightened nurses turned to look at her in shock as the doors to the building flew open.

“Where is she?”

“Your Excellency, please…be still. She’s alright, I assure you,” an older woman explained as she approached her. “There are other patients here that require a quiet environment and a doctor’s steady hand. I’ll take you to her immediately, but I must warn you…it was quite the accident. She may not be fully conscious at the moment.”

Hearing this nearly made Ei heave. Knowing she had to remain strong for both their sakes, she simply nodded and followed behind her. The nurse stopped at one of the sliding doors and opened it for her.

The Shogun audibly gasped at the sight before her. Her companion lay asleep, her fur-covered ear matted and bandaged. A deep purple bruise had bloomed at the base of her neck and disappeared under the surgical gown she wore. One of her arms was wrapped in a sling and bound tightly.

“She’s lucky to be alive, you know. I’ll leave it to her to fill you in on the details. For now, just…talk to her. Let her know you’re here,” the nurse instructed before giving them some privacy.

Ei stumbled over to the seat next to the bed and took Miko’s free hand in hers. When she heard the door shut, tears poured down her face as her whole body shook from the force of her sobs. It was then she felt the kitsune’s fingers twitch against hers.

“Mmm…E-ei? Is that you? Oh, Archons. I told them not to tell you.”

“Miko! Gods…what in the seven hells…what happened?”

“It wasn’t his fault…” The Shogun’s sorrow quickly bubbled into a quiet rage at the revelation of the fact this was no mere accident.

“Wasn’t whose fault, Miko? Who did this to you?”

“I’ll tell you, but you must promise me you won’t do anything rash before I finish explain-”

“I will murder him. I don’t care what the sorry excuse of an explanation is. I will make him suffer for eternity, and then as he begs for forgiveness, I’ll rip his throat out to silence him.”

Miko chuckled at her girlfriend’s overreaction. “Ei! Calm down. It was partially my own fault. You know how every now and then I get the urge to um…get in touch with my kitsune side? Well, I had transformed and was running through Chinju Forest when a hunter who was out with his dogs caught a glimpse. Thinking he could make a profit off such a gorgeous pelt - and I don’t blame him, I mean, look at me! - he fired off a few rounds and sent his hounds after me.”

The Shogun’s grip on her hand tightened as she told the story, causing her to wince. “Ah! I told you, it’s not his fault. I suppose any hunter worth his salt wouldn’t think twice to apprehend a fine specimen such as myself,” she said with a sly smile.

“It’s not funny, Miko! You could have been killed! You’ll reveal his identity to me at once. That’s an order.”

The guuji rolled her eyes, thinking on her feet for a way to distract the woman from decapitating a man who was just trying to make a living.

“Look, Ei. Sitting around in this hospital room is dreadfully boring. How about instead of seeking vengeance on my behalf, you use the power you hold over your subjects to bring me home with you? I could use a vacation from the shrine.”

Ei was not amused. Shaking her head, she responded, “I swear, Miko. Your blatant lack of regard for your own well-being weighs heavily on my heart. How am I supposed to rule a nation when you’re out scampering through the woods? Please…why can’t you be more careful?” She choked out.

Using her free hand, the kitsune cupped the other woman’s cheek. “I’m sorry. The wildness in me cannot be tamed, as you very well know,” she said in a mischievous tone. “Perhaps bringing me back to Tenshukaku with you will help me see the perks of restraining those urges, hmm?”

After much debate with the doctor, the Shogun was able to convince him to have Miko moved to the palace for the rest of her recovery. Since Ei often worked long, sleepless nights, the guuji had all the time she needed to rest as attendants waited on her hand and foot.

While she wasn’t about to complain about receiving the princess treatment, days passed without her getting much more than a “How are you feeling?” from her lover. If she was going to be stuck in bed for days on end, it was time to take advantage of the situation.

“Good evening, Miko. I just came by to say I hope you sleep well. I’ve still got some decrees that need signatures on them but wanted to check on you for the night.”

“Are you still working? Ei, you may be worried about me, but I’m worried about you. Look, my ear is almost completely healed, and you can barely see the bruise on my neck anymore. My arm’s still got a ways to go, but I’m fine, dear. Please…come to bed with me tonight.”

“…I don’t think that’s a good idea.”

“Oh for Archonsakes! I’m not made of paper, Ei! I’m grateful to your attendants for catering to my every whim, but what I need now is you. My body may be a bit worse for wear, but knowing you still want it will make me feel better.”

The pleading way she looked up at her softened Ei’s heart. She was right. Miko had been following the doctor’s orders religiously and really hadn’t made much of a fuss since she arrived. Since she had been on her best behavior, the Shogun figured it was time for a reward.

Gently sliding into bed next to her, she whispered, “You know what? You’re right. You’ve been a very good girl.” The kitsune’s injured ear must have been feeling better because it very noticeably twitched at the seductive purr of Ei’s voice.

“I’m glad you see it my way,” Miko whispered as she leaned in for a kiss.

Before the Shogun acquiesced to her unspoken request, she continued, “…but I’m going to be very careful with you. You’re still recovering and the last thing we need is for you to strain yourself. Do we have a deal?” Ei’s thumb lightly stroked her girlfriend’s bottom lip as she waited for her response.

Miko’s tongue darted out to lick the digit. “Sometimes slow can be nice. Let’s call it an exercise in self-control.” The Shogun was ready to put her own carnal needs aside, but the vixen was making it much more difficult than she thought it would be.

“Fair enough,” she responded as she gently positioned her to sit in her lap. The guuji turned her head, her lips seeking the warmth of Ei’s. The two mouths moved softly against each other as the archon’s arms encircled her waist. Carefully shifting her pink locks away from her neck, the Shogun kissed the now yellowing patch of skin there.

Miko let out a quiet sigh as she basked in the feeling of her lover’s hands now seeking access to her chest from behind. She rested her head on her shoulder, fully relaxing into her touch. The trust they shared only made the moment more intimate.

“Let me know if I’m hurting you,” she murmured against her flesh, her fingers gliding through the seam of her bedclothes to find her nipples already taut.

“Mmmm far from it, love…” The Shogun made sure she wasn’t moving too quickly as she didn’t want to disturb Miko’s arm in the sling. Her hands kneaded at a steady pace, causing her to mewl with pleasure. Ei felt a sudden twitch in her lap and noticed the kitsune’s tail had emerged - a sure sign she was enjoying this.

“Such a good little fox. You’ve been through a lot these last few weeks. I can tell you’re excited to feel my fingers inside of you again,” she whispered against her non-injured ear before giving it a delicate bite. The combination of her words and actions made her spread her legs wider, urging her girlfriend to take advantage of the position.

Ei laughed darkly. “My, so eager. You’re lucky I have to take it easy on you tonight. Had you not been injured, I would have drawn this out much longer,” she taunted while sliding one hand between the other woman’s thighs. Miko’s breath hitched at the feeling of the Shogun’s slender fingers slipping across her already-soaked folds.

“Ah! Please, Ei…”

“Shhh, shhh…I know, dearest…I’ll make this quick, I promise.” True to her word, she knew exactly what would drive her to the edge almost immediately. The soft pad of her fingertip rubbed soothing circles against her clit while her other hand pinched her nipple in short, firm pulses.

“Archons…Ei…fuck, fuck, fuckkkkkkk!” Her hips jerked as her orgasm overtook her and the Shogun held her firmly to ensure she was supported.

“Are you alright? I didn’t cause you any pain, did I?”

“Quite the opposite. I actually feel better than I have in days,” she said before kissing her on the cheek. “But now it’s my turn.”

Turning around, she carefully sat between Ei’s legs. The archon looked at her inquisitively as she sat propped up by the pillow.

“Miko…please. You don’t have to worry about me. I’m fine. This was supposed to be for you,” she protested.

“Oh shush!” The kitsune pressed her mouth to hers to keep her from arguing. Ei swallowed her words as the guuji slipped her hand between her thighs and gathered the wetness already collecting there.

“This doesn’t look like ‘I’m fine’ to me. Don’t be so selfless. It doesn’t suit you.” She easily inserted a finger and her girlfriend moaned deeply in response.

Kissing down her neck, the sly fox bared her fangs and nipped just hard enough to leave indentations on her tender skin. She slowly added a second finger and Ei bucked her hips, desperately seeking more.

Pumping in and out at a steady pace, Miko bit down on the Shogun’s shoulder before sliding her thumb across the sensitive bud nestled between her thighs. Fighting to keep her shaking legs from crushing her injured lover as she neared her release, Ei wrapped them around her waist.

“That’s it, dear, come for me,” Miko murmured, her words in combination with her strokes causing her girlfriend’s hips to rise off the bed as her orgasm overtook her. The Shogun slumped back against the pillow, a thin sheen of sweat coating her brow.

“See? That wasn’t too hard for me, now, was it?” Miko chastised before pressing a sweet kiss to her lips and snuggling back into her lap.

“You’re the only person I know who’d want to have sex while injured. It must be those kitsune genes. Just…do me a favor?”

“Anything for you, dearest.”

“The next time you get a ‘wild urge’ to take a jaunt through the forest…please don’t turn into your fox form.”

Miko huffed stubbornly. “You’d rather I run around stark naked?”

“If it means you’ll come back to me safely…desperate times call for desperate measures.”

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Concept artwork for my upcoming Genshin + Honkai fanfic! tentatively titled "Vulpecula Infernus" and intended to be the first story of several which fall within what I call the "Remnant Era AU" ^.^

Although since these are concept arts, these aren't 100% accurate illustrations of what happens in the text; certain details like clothing, scenes, etc. may be different between the text & art.

Regardless, I'm hoping to alternate between releasing story chapters and artworks as I work on them side-by-side!

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Prologue Part 2

Letters from Inazuma

Genshin x Fem! Reader

Notes: I've had this ready for like... two weeks and just forgot about it.

Words: 2,763

The Cavalry captain has not seen the letters Y/n had sent nearly as often as he heard his brother talk about them. A continuous tirade of the Ragnvindr picking apart every tiny detail till he was nearly going mad.

Not that Kaeya could blame him. After Diluc had first taken Y/n in, she somehow managed to force reconciliation between the two brothers. Due in no small part to Lisa telling her that Kaeya was actually her uncle. A scheme only pushed further forward by Y/n roping Jean and seemingly half of the Knights of Favonius with her into helping.

But here and now, Kaeya can only share in Diluc's worry for his niece. And lurk over every word her letters share with them. Sharing every bit of information he can gather with his brother, whether it be about Y/n's tasks as an adventurer, or about the people she's come to associate with.

So after an entire six months of waiting since the last letter. When the next arrives while the pair share their latest findings, both are eager to learn of Y/n's whereabouts.

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Dear Father.

Against all odds, I made it!

I signed on for Captain Beidou's fighting contest, apparently it was being held for just people without visions. And the Traveler apparently cheated badly enough to specifically not be allowed to join again. The fights were hard, and I saw many fighting styles I wasn't familiar with in that ring. It was incredible, and though I lost and left with more than a few cuts and bruises. I did manage to talk to the Captain about my journey, and she said I could work on her ship to get to Inazuma!

So now, I am in Inazuma, with some new scars and a new appreciation for people who can withstand sailing half as much as Captain Beidou's crew does!

What a fascinating land Inazuma has already proven itself to be. Luckily the restrictions on foreigners traveling outside of the port town of Ritou has become much more lax since the Traveler came and went. So while I did have to endure the pains of paper work on bureaucracy, I've been allowed to more or less wander freely.

I've not been here long, but there have already been so many adventurers guild commissions. So yet again, I find myself keeping quite busy in this new land, renting rooms from various inns as I travel. Even with their civil war ended, there's plenty of trouble for an adventurer to get asked to solve.

Though even outside of commissions, trouble still finds me anyway. Most significant is I somehow luckily managed to dodge arrest. Ok maybe that's not completely true, I got arrested, but wasn't actually charged with anything.

While between commissions, I quite literally bumped into a new friend. His name is Itto… or perhaps it's Arataki? I'm still learning the Inazuma customs for introducing oneself. Anyway, he is quite a character, talking up himself and his friends that he refers to as his gang. All while being rather impeccably friendly, if loud, very very loud.

Somehow what was just me bumping into him turned into him showing me some kind of beetle fighting game. Which somehow turned into him and his gang inviting me to get food with them. Which somehow turned into getting roped into helping them with the odd jobs they were hired for. I'm not completely sure how it turned into that, but it was a good time with good company, so how could I complain?

The trouble came during the odd jobs, I'm not entirely sure what we were doing, but in the middle of it a woman's voice started shouting. I didn't think much of it, but Itto and the gang all froze immediately. Apparently my ignoring the shouting woman was the wrong thing to do. As it then quickly escalated, and in my panic about the woman who Itto called Kujou Tengu, I tried to run. Didn't make it far.

And so we all ended up in jail. Which sucked, but strangely Itto didn't seem that bothered by it. The reason why came in the form of Shinobu, the deputy leader of the Arataki gang. Who somehow managed to talk to Kujou Tengu about releasing us, and was successful enough that we were let out with essentially no trouble. Though I'm still deciding whether or not I should have found it a surprise that many of the guards seemed to be more than a little familiar with Itto and the gang.

Shinobu and I ended up getting along quite well, even if we started off on me accidentally getting all of her friends arrested. When I told her and the others about my journey, she seemed to understand. It was rather nice to talk to someone who could understand the want to find your own path, and choose your life without being directed by anyone else.

If only you could have been so supportive.

Since that fiasco, I've found myself somewhat regularly spending time between commissions with the Arataki gang. Despite them calling themselves a gang, I don't think I've seen any of them commit any kind of crimes. They just sort of stick together, taking on each day as a group rather than leaving each other alone. It seems like a pretty nice way to live.

I hope that this friendship I've made with them all will last beyond my time here in Inazuma. I have no idea when or why I might come back, but if I ever do, there won't even be a question of whether or not I try to track them all down again.

It sort of makes me miss the adventures I went on with Amber and Noelle. I hope they're both still doing well. Please pass my regards to them both if you can. And everyone else while you're at it. Think of it as a new way I'm trying to continue dragging you away from work to go see and talk to people.

You shut yourself away too much, Father.

Sincerely,

Y/n Ragnvindr.

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Even if he had cared to hold back his laughter, Kaeya would have been unable. All too amused at his niece's run-ins with foreign law enforcement. Seeing no particular reason to worry since the situation had been resolved. 

His brother however was less enthused. Diluc glared down at the letter as if his glare could send his lecturing directly to his daughter. The slight frown tugging at his features only further shows his distaste. Whether it be in Y/n, her friends, or Inazuman law, is hard to tell.

An exasperated sigh escapes the cavalry captain, his steps bringing him to his brother's side to drop a comforting hand on the red head's shoulder. “Hey, this is all a good thing. She's living her life how she wants, making friends that sound like they have her back.”

“But think of the dangers-” Dliuc starts.

Kaeya covers Diluc's mouth with his hand, “that you, me, and Jean have all taught her how to handle. Even without a vision, that girl is skilled with a sword.”

Kaeya removes his hand to settle back into his seat, “she is doing well, be proud of her for that.”

And this time, Diluc tried to let go of his worry for just a moment, because his little Y/n is doing so well. Even without him to help her.

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Just over eight months pass before Y/n's next letter arrives. Delivered at the hands of Mondstadt's outrider guiding a feline woman through the city streets. A small package delicately clutched in the Inazuman's hands.

“So remind me who you're delivering to?” Amber chatters, all but skipping along the cobbled road.

“Ms Ragnvindr has paid for careful shipping to a Mr Diluc Ragnvindr. And we at the Komaniya Express guaranteed safe delivery!” matching Amber's pace and tone, Kirara's steady hold on the small parcel does not shift with her movements.

The brunette's eyes widen from excitement “oh, a package from Y/n!?”

“Do you know her?” The nekomata questions, her ears flicking as Amber suddenly pivots nearly entirely around to change which direction they move towards.

“Oh yea, Diluc is her dad. I think he had a shift at Angel's Share today, he'll be so happy to hear about how she's been!” Amber's cheerful tone only builds up more as she speaks. Before long the familiar sight of the tavern she's had to drag Kaeya and Eula away from greets her.

Without any hesitation the outrider swings the door open and pokes her head in, just to make immediate eye contact with Diluc. “Oh good, you are here.” She states simply before throwing wide the entry to allow Kirara room to pass.

Business first, Kirara marches up to the red headed man, eye contact unwavering, “are you Diluc Ragnvindr?”

A slightly bewildered nod from the man and the cat woman straightens her posture, “I work for Komaniya Express, a courier service in Inazuma! You may call me Kirara.” She delicately places the parcel on the bar top. “Ms Ragnvindr hired me to deliver this to you, sir.” She reaches into a side pouch hanging from her belt. “And this letter to go with it!”

“I see, thank you for this.” Diluc mutters, delicately holding the letter up to attempt to inspect under the lamp light.

“I will be in the city for a day or so before returning, if there is anything you would like for me to deliver back to her.” Kirara announces before promptly turning on her paws and leaving the bar.

Glittering eyes stare a hole into Diluc's head, “Well go on, and read it!” Amber goads, broad smile taking over her features.

Red eyes scan over the bar, this early in the day few patrons make an appearance. No one to disrupt him. A short hum and the soft sound of a tearing envelope, Diluc's gaze drifts over the hand writing he's come to be so painfully familiar with.

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Dear Father.

How do I express how much has happened in these months since my last letter? Inazuma is a beautiful nation, and every time I feel I've beheld the most amazing sight it has to offer, I find something even better waiting on another one of the islands.

Of course like anywhere else it has its own dangers. Just last week I chanced upon a group of bandits preying on an old man walking the road alone. I simply could not stand by, so I went to defend him, and these bandits were far more capable than I'd faced before in Mondstadt or Liyue. The way one of them coated his sword in electro energy was rather terrifying. Every day I find new reasons to wish I had a vision of my own.

In the end I did win with rather minimal injury, just some scraps and light burns, but my sword was broken by the electro wielding bandit. The blade shattered and it took me almost an hour crawling around in the grass to find all the shards of it. But as it turns out, the old man is a swordsmith, and he was so grateful for me protecting him that he offered to repair my sword for me.

He led me back to his workshop in Inazuma City, and after taking the shards of my sword told me to return in a few days. So with time to spare and no way to take on commissions, I found myself playing tourist even more than I had before. Wandering the streets and trying out various food carts and restaurants.

During this time I encountered someone who I might call even stranger to interact with then even the Arattaki gang. You see there was a food cart that sold the most delightful sweet treats called dango! So one of the evenings while waiting for my sword I returned to that cart. The man seemed eager to close up and go home, so when I arrived I bought the last two skewers of dango he had.

The problem arose just after I had given him the mora for the treats. As I was about to leave the man suddenly looked very afraid while looking at something behind me. When I turned I came face to face with a woman dressed in ornate purple clothes. She was eyeing the empty tray of dango on the cart as if it had insulted her. As I turned her glare turned to the skewers in my hand, but she didn't say anything, just continued to stare.

I didn't know what to do, so I panicked a bit and offered to share with her. Almost immediately she seemed to visibly perk up and brighten. Which led to me and the strange woman sitting on a bench by the side of the road and sharing dango skewers. Anyone who passed us by seemed to throw me strange looks, and she hardly said so much as a word to me. 

But all in all, it was a rather pleasant evening. By the time the dango was gone a second strange woman with pink hair and what appeared to be fox ears arrived. She looked at me in a similar way that Uncle Kaeya would when he thinks he's being funny. The first strange woman just quietly stood and left upon the pink woman's arrival, while the pink woman wished me a good night and left with her.

Inazuma is such a strange place, but perhaps that is just my own lacking knowledge of the nation's culture. I wish I had more time to learn about it all, but the Alcor will be returning soon, and when it does I'll be making my way on towards Sumeru.

I wonder if I'll meet any old schoolmates of Miss Lisa's.

Also, I'm going to send this with a handful of pressed flowers I've found while wandering. As well as a recipe for the dango, and ingredients for a few servings. I have no doubt that Adelinde will be more than capable of making it perfectly so everyone at home can try them. Think of it like a little treat we're sharing together, even if I'm far away.

Sincerely,

Y/n Ragnvindr.

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Diluc ended up leaving the Angel's Share soon after receiving the letter. Not even waiting for his shift replacement to arrive before he was strolling through the gates of Mondstadt. The package tucked under his arm, and mind racing at who the women described in the letter were to seem so strange.

Still lacking a conclusion as he enters his manor. No matter how many times he walks through that door, he cannot help but notice the lack of noise his child made.

“Adelinde.” Diluc calls out, the maid in question looking up from her task at her name being called.

“Yes, Master Diluc?” 

The package Y/n had sent is placed into her hands “There's a recipe and ingredients inside, please make two servings and meet me in my office.”

Turning and walking up the steps of his home, Diluc does not wait to see Adelinde move to the kitchen. Nor does he track how long he spends staring into his fireplace as he waits.

His information base in Inazuma is lacking, nor did he maintain contact with his old informants in the country after the nation was closed off. “Perhaps Kaeya will have a better chance at knowing who they are?” He mutters aloud.

“Ah, is Master Kaeya joining you?” Adelinde's voice calls out from the doorway.

Much to his own shame, Diluc flinches, too caught up in his thoughts to notice the maid walking in. “Ah, no, he won't be.” Diluc gestures a hand to the empty seat he pulls beside him in front of the fire. “I thought it would be nice for you to join me here.”

With a soft smile the woman takes her seat beside him, holding a plate out for Diluc to take, delicately holding small different colored doughy balls skewered on wood sticks.

Diluc pulls the new letter from his coat, holding it out for the woman that assisted him through raising Y/n, “Y/n sent another letter.”

The rest of the afternoon was spent there, the pair chatting about the letters, and sharing in the sweet treat.

Wondering how much more lively it would be if Y/n really were there to share in it with them.

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— oh my my ! ♡ | edition: women, version 1.0

ft. ei, miko, yelan & eula x fem!reader content. fluff, modern!au, idol!au mixed with secret agent!au, ooc eula & yelan (first time writing, i apologise), uncomfortable scenarios forced upon reader minorly (it's hinted at), mentions of injury (minor) and weapons/violence.

archon's decree. based off the hoyofair 'oh my my' song by lure! i’m so in love i’ve had it on repeat! also breaking news - perse remembers how to write fluff!

✉️ mail received! sender: ei

sometimes it's easily recognisable as to why the raiden ei of all people has thousands of fans - everyone is down bad for the mysterious, quiet member of the idol girl group whose deep purple hair seems to be neverending down her back, always displayed in a thick braid that her staff sometimes decorate in neon purple lightning shaped hair clips. electric, that's exactly what she is. it's easily to fall in love with someone so dangerous.

it's not so easily recognisable to realise that the boss dressed neatly in a mix of tactical gear and business meeting attire before you, brandishing a smoking gun is that same raiden ei you adore to the point of having a bedroom wall littered in her posters.

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there's a deadly silence that fills the alleyway following the gunshot. is he dead? oh god he might be dead - you shake your head, eyes trailing up the legs of your supposed saviour. they lock onto that braid, it's familiar but you can't quite place where from but then your scared gaze falls onto those purple eyes, looking at you softly.

"raiden.. ei..?" you whisper, unsure as to whether you're dreaming your idol bias standing before you, perhaps it's just the adrenaline. you try to reason with yourself but her eyes seem to widen in response to her name.

"oh," she mumbles faintly, concealing her weapon quickly as she flashes a look over her shoulder - for a moment you glimpse the electro symbol tattooed behind her left ear and your heart jumps up your throat, "you know.. me?"

"that's an understatement," you retort softly, hands beginning to shake. would now be a bad time to fangirl? you're not too sure but there's an energy you can't contain as you look back down at your previous annoyance, "is he.. dead?"

"it was a sleep dart," ei reassures as she approaches, heels clicking on the concrete as she approaches - you catch the red on the sole on her heels as she steps before she kicks at the man's body, "if i killed him, he wouldn't be seen in court for his crimes and true justice wouldn't be served to his victims."

you nod slowly, realising you're still sat on the concrete in bewilderment as you come down from the adrenaline, a shocked gasp coming out of your lips as you hurry to your feet. the sudden action throws you into a dizzy spell, losing your balance as you stumble but an arm locks around your waist, halting your fall.

"careful-" she pauses, noticing the close proximity of your faces when you look up at her. for a brief moment, her hand tightens around your waist and you feel her fingertips press against your hip- "i'd appreciate if you didn't.. mention this to anyone.."

she doesn't let go for a few seconds and you narrow it down to her making sure you're stable enough to stand on your own but with this closed space between you, you feel dizzy of the scent of her perfume - it's faint but smells almost like dango, a sweet dish the tabloids had rumoured to be her favourite. you shakily give another nod, turning your gaze away from the gloss of her lips.

"i didn't see a thing," you comment and ei makes a noise, almost like she's amused by your personality as her arm unwraps from your waist, the two of you standing straight again, "but thanks for.. that."

✉️ mail received! sender: miko

everyone and their mother knows of miko's visuals amongst the members of her group - not to mention her sweet vocals that seem to entice listeners like a siren luring men to the depths. she's cunning both on stage and off the stage, not limited to interviews but reality too. it doesn't take a genius to know that miko is aware of her beauty.

it might take a genius - or a purely unfortunate coincidence - to know that the pretty, pink haired girl you fawn for in your phone case has a job on the side - or is the idol life her job on the side?

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"no thank you." you reject the man politely but he's been persistent, hovering in the bar stool next to you for what seems like hours now. his breath reeks of whiskey and it seems he's not taking no for an answer. chapped lips part to speak again, words that will be slurred and barely coherent when there's a clear of someone's throat, it's soft and yet sweet and authoritative.

"i believe she said no." the woman chimes in, lingering over the man's shoulder as she lets out a sultry smile in your direction. you don't lack to catch how decorated purple nails drop something into the man's half full glass while he's preoccupied. he appears alarmed by her sudden appearance, his vision hazy as he looks up at her.

that's when it hits you, she's familiar. pastel pink locks that tumble down her shoulders and long eyelashes that flutter with every movement of her eyes - yae miko? you blink numerous times, maybe she'd slipped whatever the hell that was into your drink too. but what was she doing in a place like this on a wednesday night? where was her security?

the man raises that very same glass to his lips, parched from his drunken rambling that miko simply seems to nod to. her gaze keeps flickering back to you, heat creeping up your neck to your cheeks as you catch sight of the photocard tucked into your phone case on the bar beside you and you're hit with a wave of embarrassment. moments later, the man's head drops to the bar, resting on his arms as he drifts off. miko grins, waving down a bartender.

"i believe this man has had too much to drink, have someone escort him out," she orders, her voice steady as a bartender hurries to nod, disappearing from behind the bar. she settles on the other stool next to you, her long legs slipping out from under a violet dress decorated with a white feather boa around her neck, "are you alright?"

purple irises fall to your phone case, a smug smile tugging at her lips as you quickly pocket your phone, clearing your throat as if you could reverse time and avoid her ever seeing that by doing so. she leans forward onto the bar, resting her chin on her hand as she awaits your response.

"i- yeah-" you mumble, your breath shaking as you exhale and your brows knit together- "why are you here...?"

miko lets out an amused laugh behind her hand, rings glittering in the warm glow of the oil lamps the bar used for aesthetic lighting.

"i own this bar, dear," she muses, catching the way your whole demeanour shifts at this newfound information, "in fact, i own the whole chain across the city."

"oh." you whisper, a little awestruck that this information had slipped past you about your own idol bias. miko crosses one leg over the other as she watches security carry a limp man out, tapping her nails on the bar. that's when you notice the earpiece tucked into her left ear and the brief outline of a handgun strapped to her thigh under that incredibly flattering dress. miko notices your gaze on her thigh.

"i believe you owe me a favour for getting rid of that pest outside of work hours," she sighs drastically, a smile curling on her face as she watches your face widen in alarm, "relax, i merely ask you don't speak of what you've seen tonight."

you give a quick, obedient nod as you swallow the lump in your throat. her smile turns from coy to soft, almost gentle as her eyelashes flutter shut, a hum coming from her chest. she can't help but be enamoured by your responses to her presence.

✉️ mail received! sender: yelan

lead rapper of the infamous idol girl group sweeping the country, of course you were a huge fan of her - not to mention her ability to write her own raps, she truly was a creative genius that was a force to be reckoned with both as an idol and privately, not that she would ever allow anyone to know. yelan kept quiet, mysterious much like her group member, ei.

sadly keeping quiet doesn't last forever when the suspects you've been pursuing decides to have a side mission with an innocent bystander.

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you don't quite know where to look, flickering between the unconscious - you think - men on the floor and the ongoing fight between a short haired woman in faux leather pants and the last guy who'd been following you. you thought taking the alley shortcut would have thrown the wolves off your scent but instead, you'd been trapped and cornered.

thank god for mysterious - and inexplicably hot - women saving the day?

you watch as he falls to his knees, limp as his head hangs before his body tumbles to the side. the woman huffs, kicking his body just for extra effect before mildly emerald eyes fall to you. you've been sat on the wet concrete since the fight broke out, your back pressed against a brick wall as the rain falls effortlessly onto the scene.

that's when the short dark hair that fades into a dyed blue becomes familiar and you take in the specific way she's done her eyeliner. what the hell - no, you're seeing things. yelan scoffs softly at your lack of words, taking it as a state of shock as she wipes a bloodied combat knife on one of the men's bodies before she approaches you. she's wearing boots, a sure sight different to the heels you'd see her in on stage.

"they're not dead," she suddenly speaks, the movement making her wince when she becomes aware of a cut on her cheek. she pulls out a compact mirror from her jacket pocket, analysing the cut with a roll of her eyes, "that's gonna pay when my manager sees."

"i don't understand- you- what just happened?" you blurt out, brows knitted together as yelan holds a hand out to you, you notice how she wears fingerless gloves, strapped tight as you hesitantly take her hand to stand up, brushing loose stones from your legs.

"that's for me to know and you to keep a secret," yelan raises a brow as she watches the way you quickly nod, unsure if now is the time to fangirl over touching the hand of your idol bias, "think you can do that for me, angel?"

the pet name goes right to your heart, your heartrate quickening as you stare up at her with wide eyes. there's a sparkle in her eyes as she glances over your face, not missing the way your lips parted to respond yet no words ever came out. a small grin crosses her face before she hears a voice through her earpiece, turning her face away from you to listen to the intel.

"so?" she clears her throat to draw your attention to her - as if you'd ever give your attention to something other than her when you're this close to the woman you've heavily admired for years. you nod quickly, eyes drifting down to the unconscious men once more. yelan makes a noise as if she'd forgotten before she presses a fingertip to her earpiece, "i'm going to need backup on vasari passage, they didn't go down without a fight."

✉️ mail received! sender: eula

her fans always seem calm, it's apparent that they get it from her when the idol group is interviewed and eula's only responses come in the form of soft remarks, arms folded neatly. she rarely hides in the shadows compared to the likes of yelan and ei however the tabloids and paparazzi seem to lack any information on the short haired woman with dazzling locks and a knack for choreographing.

she's your idol bias - of course she would be and you've dreamed of this day but it's... not how you expected it to go.

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you just wanted to stargaze, you thought to yourself as you stand in fear on the roof of your apartment building, your eyes locked to the lithe body of a woman on the cement floor, her face pressed close to a sniper rifle. for a moment, you think that her hair is familiar but you shake your head, there'd been a rising hair trend in relation to the idol group ever since they debuted so you couldn't pinpoint it to eula at all.

you find yourself frozen on the spot - do you speak? it's probably not the best idea to disturb a sniper in any scenario, right? you turn on your heel before you hear the woman mutter something and when you glance in her direction, a pair of honey coloured eyes are piercing through you - albeit a lot softer than you thought a sniper would have.

"you shouldn't be here," she remarks a little coldly, raising herself to sit upright and that's when it hits you, it is eula, "the landlord restricted the roof."

"what the old lady doesn't know doesn't hurt her," you retort but there's a quiver in your voice at the mere concept that you was speaking to your idol bias, "this.. isn't how i thought i'd ever meet you.."

"ah," eula's eyes have definitely softened when you approach, her muscles tense when you settle yourself opposite her on the floor, "so you.. know me."

you nod in response, admiring the black bandana tied in her hair and the tactical gear she seemed to be sporting before your eyes fall to the sniper rifle once more. eula makes a noise, clearing her throat as she leans forward, putting the safety on the gun before she leans back again. you smile at the sentiment of the small action.

this interaction is exactly how you thought it would go, a quiet harmony of enjoying presences; except she was a presence you never thought you'd get to enjoy. in the midst of your silence, a gunshot echoes in the dark of the city's night, disturbing sleeping alley cats and most of all, eula.

the woman is quick to react, pushing you flat to the rooftop's floor as she leans over you, her arms either side of your head. for a moment, you both stare at each other in an awkward silence.

"are you okay? you wasn't hit?" you're not sure if the adrenaline is blurring out any wounds if you had any but you shake your head, letting out a shaking breath. eula exhales and suddenly you can smell the bubblegum she must have chewed before.

you feel the hard exterior of her bulletproof vest against your chest and the way her muscles flex ever so slightly when she's trying to respectfully keep herself from physically laying on you. there's a mumbling from her earpiece and you're silent, trying to pick apart words they're saying. it goes silent again.

eula doesn't move but neither do you, your faces inches away from each other as you both hold your breath. eula finds your somewhat lack of fear about the situation endearing but if she'd asked you, you would have replied with how safe you felt in her presence, knowing she's a trained sniper that you'd a hundred percent put your safety in the hands of.

a small smile cracks on eula's face as she moves off your body, clearing her throat as she peeks through the lens of her sniper, "do me a favour, you didn't see a thing here, sweetheart."

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[ihavenoideawhatiamdoingjustgay2]

Recollection of her Eternity.

Summary : Ei`s last meeting with her beloved Miko.

Notes : Fluff? God save me from tagging, it's been some time since Inazume so please bear with me, dancing, kissing, dancing and kissing in rain, a bit sad

Words : 1,303

Link to AO3

The Raiden Shogun climbed the stony stairs up to the holy shrine, her mind having wandered off some time ago. The black kimono fell heavy from her body and the piece was so tightly bound, she could barely breath. Dark blue clouds had fallen over Inazuma and one could hear thunder in the distance. What a perfect weather.

Today she'd see Miko for the last time for a long time, she won't be happy once she finds out, but it was for the best, they are eternal. She remembered Makoto and it felt like a knife was twisted, her and Miko are eternal.

The wind blew her long loose hair around. She'd have to braid it, fingers moving like silk between the strands. She breathed. Breath Ei, breath.

She reached the top of the stairs and...no one was there. Her face creased like knifes were drawing over it, before relaxing again. Perhabs this was best, even if it was odd. She was scared that Miko was busy somewhere else for a moment, having come for nothing, emaculate planning being thrown into the gutter. Her body continued to carry her forward as the wind battled with her. Her hands hid in her sleeves as her eyes mustered the place. It had never changed, really, the wood was always the same, the color of red, the Sakura tree. It had been here always. She lifted her head to look at it, it's branches lifting towards the sky with the pink pedals that covered the heavens, she had always felt a strange attachment to it.

Breathing, hot air hit her neck. She jumped back, setting on to pull a dagger from her sleeve, before she saw Miko with lifted arms, standing rigth there with her Sakura hair and foxy grin.

"Cheeky Kitsune, you should know better than to spook a god like that." Ei warned as she calmed her body language and sorted the knife back into its rigthfull place.

Miko had her eyes wander over the archon as she drew circles around her. "Why so gloomy? Has someone died?"

She hissed. "This is no laughing matter, Miko."

Miko shock her head as she tsk'd Ei out.

"It is what they say...don't you think walking around like that is quite suspicious?"

She felt rain trickling down, soft drops soaking into the very kimono Miko was talking about.

"Leave it, Miko." She warned, casting her gaze towards hers. Her head was resting on Ei's shoulder, her arms around her waist. She couldn't help but lean into her familiar touch.

"Missed me?"

She was meet with silence.

"You were all cooped up in that workshop of yours. What were you expecting from me? I still can't believe you turned me away."

Ei grinned. "Are you jealous of the attention towards my creations now?"

A lighthearted laugh left the Kitsune as she moved towards one of the smaller shrines, into its protection. "Oh, now don't be silly!" She picked up a cup, a small spoon in it. "Even if it would fit towards your behavior, a hen sitting upon her eggs, brooding." Her eyes turn dark. "Or are you perhabs the chick, hiding in the protection underneath its mothers feathery comfort?"

Ei stood in the rain, hair clinging to her temples as Miko chuckled. She huffed. "What are you eating?" She followed her companions path, taking a closer look at the substance.

The maiden turned away. "Just some ice cream...with dango taste."

Ei straightened up. "Really now?"

The rain still reached them as they hid under the roof of the holy sanctuary where maidens were usually scuring about. Their clothes slowly getting soaked, their hair clinging. "Don't you think it's to cold? Don't you think you should share?"

Miko giggled. A sweet, albeit dark sound. "Ask nicely?"

Ei furrowed her brows, but the phantom taste of dango was already spreading in her mouth, seducing her. "Vixen..." she mumbled under her breath, shoving her shame away.

"Please share your ice-cream with me?"

A now satisfied Miko sticked her finger into it, before leading it in front of her Archons mouth. She stared at it for a while, a crease between her eyebrows.

"It tastes better this way." Her familiar argued, seizing her reaction. Ei looked around before wrapping her lips around it, her tounge licking the sweetness of off Mikos finger before parting, she made very sure to get it all.

"Very good indeed." She meant to see a flush in Mikos face, before her grin re-appeared and before she cleaned the finger on Ei's black cloth. The Archon frowned, before facing back to the rain that came in ligth drops, enough to make one uncomfortable, enough to wet you to the bone, but with Miko? The wetness didn't feel bad. Nothing was bad with Miko. Ei's shoulders dropped, as if she was at ease. This she'd miss. She didn't know how her next thougth formed, less than why she vocalized it. "I've never danced in the rain before."

Mikos head snatched to Ei, who stared into the heavens. The spoon was hanging from her mouth, her fingers curling around it "I never knew you were such a romantic, my dear Ei~"

"I'm not" but Makoto was. She left her unfinished sentence hanging in the air, having a shift appear in Mikos gaze. If Ei didn't knew the Kitsune better, she'd say it was pity. But Miko never pitied her, and perhabs Ei was grateful for that. "I just wish I had."

Miko looked at her, as she looked at the darkened sky. Then she sighed, moving back to the court. Ei watched her. Watched her as she stood there, watched her as she stretched out her hand. "Ei. Do you want to dance in the rain with me?" She said in a sigh. It made Ei smile, take the offered hand.

"With pleasure." The Kitsune helped her down the stairs and they adjusted their poses.

"Not like this..." Ei scolded as Mikos hands landed on her shoulder, she adjusted, taking one of her hands, while putting her own on the others waist.

Miko snorted. "Like the west?"

Ei nodded. "I like it."

Miko grinned, finding yet another way to tease Ei. Ei shock her head, moving them as the cold seeped into their bones, it was just not that Ei noticed, her heart was to warm for it, to warm as she watched Miko smile, as she twirled her, as they moved on the grounds, their bodies flush against eachother. "I will admit, it is enjoyable." Miko said, looking up.

Ei released her hand, to instead push some of the pink hair away. Her purple eyes followed, followed as she pushed, followed as her hand stayed. "Miko..." she whispered, her eyes moving to her lips.

"Ei?"

She stayed there, looking, then she leaned in, her eyes on Mikos, asking for permission. She saw a shyness, before the Kitsune, too, leaned in. Ei took the opportunity, pressing their lips together. She was all to aware of her hand placement all of a sudden, of Mikos hand that traveled to her hair, the other that tugged her closer, she fully wrapped her hand around the Kitsunes mid-section, pulling her so very close. The rain didn't stop pouring, it may have even gotten stronger.

This is eternity.

They parted on account of their lungs, their chests heaving. Miko looked up at her God. "You are weird today."

"I don't know what you are talking about."

She pulled her back into the dance before she could say more. She moved her along the stone, the greenery under the sacred Sakura, it didn't matter to her when the other Shrine maidens came back or when their whispers were carried forth by the wind, this was Miko. And Miko is Eternity now.

[carrotcouple]

They said he was beautiful.

Heizou hadn't had the pleasure of seeing the criminal's face until now. But he'd heard the rumors.

The office had been filled with whispers. One doushin had tried to free the criminal, so enamoured by his beauty.

Kujou Sara had banned anyone from going near his cell.

They said he'd killed seven doushins when he'd been caught - ripped his teeth through one of their throats when his hands and feet had been secured. He'd permanently injured dozens of others.

Heizou knows this is true because funerals had been held and he'd attended all of them.

Inazuma was an outrage, furious and demanding blood.

They said he was not human.

Those who had seen him said it had to be true. Yae Guji herself had arrived at their station the morning of and had quietly gone into the cell and then had come out.

She'd been expressionless the whole time.

They said he had the voice of a siren.

Heizou heard it once, before they gagged him. He'd been going through paperwork when he heard the sound of a haunting and old Inazuman lullaby echoing through the office. He'd been transfixed, stunned.

They said he was the son of the Electro Archon.

Heizou sees the resemblance now as he kneels at the Archon's feet. Unevenly cut black and purple hair and sharp indigo eyes.

There are tear tracks on his face as he looks up at the Electro Archon. Cracks like that on porcelain are scored across his body.

He says nothing.

Moments ago - before he'd been brought out and forced to his knees - the crowd had been screaming for his blood. Now they are all silent, hypnotized by the pale arch of his neck, the silky shine of his hair, his elegant doll like eyes.

Son of the Electro Archon he might be, but Heizou knows that she created a demon. He is not human. He is too beautiful to be real, too cruel to be allowed to live, and too pitiful to be considered strong.

Yae Guji is in attendance. She never attends events like these. She is wearing a black kimono and a mourning veil.

The criminal's eyes slide to the side for a moment and unintentionally meet Heizou's.

A mistake.

On Heizou's part. Heizou knows now that if he'd ever met him before all of this he would have fallen irrevocably in love with the puppet.

"Any last words?" The Electro Archon asks, drawing her sword.

His eyes fix on her again and a smile that doesn't reach his eyes spreads across his perfect face.

"It's nice to see you again, mother," he says.

The sword falls.

Silence.

Someone sobs and Heizou slaps his hands over his own mouth, terrified that he too will mourn a man so beautiful it mattered not who or what he was.

Yae Guji lowers her head.

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do u have anything for lee gorou and ler yae miko? :D i imagine he had very ticklish ears

"Lady Yae," Gorou mumbles, face heated. "Is this necessary?"

Miko hums, her nails running along Gorou's ears in a way that's both relaxing and incredibly ticklish. "Is something the matter?"

Gorou sighs. "N-no, but..."

"I'm simply curious if they work the same way as mine," she says. "You're a dog, aren't you? Does this feel enjoyable at all?"

She finishes her question by scratching at the base of Gorou's ears, leaving him no choice but to dissolve into laughter. "W-wahait!" he squeaks. "Tihihickles! Stohop it!"

"What's this?" Miko's voice sounds far too amused. "Aren't you leading an army? What if the Shogunate were to simply tickle you? Hm, now there's an idea..."

"I cahan't hehehelp it!" Gorou bats her hands away, covering his ears and staring at the ground, blushing. "Don't tell anyone."

Miko laughs lightly. "If you insist."