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𝕿𝖍𝖊 (𝖚𝖓)𝖘𝖔𝖑𝖛𝖊𝖉 𝖇𝖎𝖗𝖙𝖍𝖉𝖆𝖞 𝖒𝖞𝖘𝖙𝖊𝖗𝖞

Summary: In which you've planned a birthday party for Heizou but disguised it as a murder case to solve.

Genre: Murder mystery

Warnings: None. 

length: 5.5k words

Other: gn!reader, reader and Heizou are in an established relationship, this was just meant to be a silly little fic for Heizou’s birthday but turned out a lot longer than expected

A/n: Was meant to be posted on Heizou’s birthday, so I apologise for the lateness of this fic.

Reblogs and comments appreciated

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It was Heizou’s birthday today, but it wouldn’t have looked like it at first glance.

He sat at his desk, a familiar sight, engrossed in jotting down meticulous notes for an ongoing case. Now and then, he would pause to take a thoughtful sip from the well-worn mug resting nearby or shuffle around to gather additional paperwork and documentation. It was a notably grey and overcast day, burdened with the weight of administrative tasks that demanded attention. Amidst the flurry of activities, recent cases had surfaced, requiring careful sorting, prioritisation, and processing. At this moment, Heizou was attempting to crack down on a case which had puzzled him for a while now. He sighed, resting his hand on his forehead, and glanced at the watch on his wrist.

5:00 pm.

Half an hour to go until his shift was over. Although he never really stopped working. Shaking his head, he focused back on the case at hand. He was currently investigating a particularly puzzling case regarding the whereabouts of a lost pet. Indeed, clues were sparse, and he had made little progress thus far. It was frustrating, really. He stared at the typed letters on the document, hoping to squeeze something out of it- a clue, a location, an idea- something he could have missed. As he shifted in his seat and picked up the documents to inspect them more closely, a clear knock on the door disturbed him.

“Come in.” He turned his head towards the door as it opened. The person hesitated, but then stepped into the room.

It was Aoki, one of the Tenryou Commission officers, who often guarded the outskirts of Chinju Forest, and other such areas, whilst occasionally passing on information or physical documentation for cases. As it happened, tonight he was holding a note in his hand.

“Detective Heizou, this is for you.”

He bowed curtly and placed the note on the desk.

The note was folded. Heizou glanced at it and then opened the drawer in his desk, where he took out some disposable gloves from the compartment and proceeded to open the note.

He glanced back at Aoki. “You’ve got to be careful to not smudge the paper or add any new fingerprints - it’s important for the sake of maintaining future evidence.”

The note had two folds. Cautious to not add any creases, Heizou gently opened it. He frowned. Only a couple of sentences written down. It read: 

I saw a murder in Chinju Forest. The perpetrator dragged the body away before I could identify them. I am not sure where they took the body.

- anonymous

He furrowed his eyebrows and looked up towards Aoki.

“When did you receive this note?”

“A little after 4:00 pm today. Another Tenryou Commission guard passed it on from close to the Kamisato Estate.” He seemed nervous when he answered this.

“That’s not possible, given the state of the writing. The writing has an area that is smudged - possibly because it was closed hastily before the ink had time to dry properly.

He lifted the note towards the light of his lamp, lifting the monocle he always had in hand to his eye.

The crinkled parts of the paper, thicker areas of the handwriting, and the carefully considered appearance of some lines suggest that someone had applied significant pressure to this page. The handwriting also appears shaky in certain areas, suggesting that it was either written by someone of old age or written very slowly, with an awareness of who the reader to this note might be. He stroked his chin whilst thinking this.

“Look.” He pointed towards the page. “There seems to be a pressure change in the handwriting.”

Aoki shuffled closer towards Heizou, peering towards the note. “I’m sure it doesn’t mean much.”

Heizou shook his head. “You can’t cross anything out in a case. Any evidence is good evidence.” He paused, then spoke again, “I wonder why the writer tried to change their handwriting.” 

He tapped the letter gently, pointing towards the signature. “It’s signed anonymously, so why did they take the extra step to conceal their identity?” 

Unless, of course, I know them personally and they feared I could recognise their handwriting. 

Heizou squinted at the note in his hand, then turned the page over, once, twice. 

“I recognise this paper. They’re sold in stacks in the Yae Publishing House, not too far away from here.”

He tapped his hands on the desk. 

If the anonymous person who wrote the note came from Mt. Yougou, then why was the paper purchased here? They could have bought it at an earlier date, but Yae Publishing House recently changed their formula of paper. There are plenty of stationery shops all over Inazuma, specifically near Mt. Yougou. Despite this, it was most definitely sourced from the Yae Publishing House. 

Heizou furrowed his eyebrows again, spotting yet another confusing part of the note.

“This note is quite peculiar, I mean, even the message itself is phrased strangely–”

Before he could utter another word, he heard a knock from the door. This time, the knock was light and airy.

“Come in.” 

Your head peeked in from around the side of the door in Heizou’s office (and upon seeing you, a small smile appeared on his face) You sauntered in, your eyes immediately honing in on the note. You glanced at the lettering and frowned.

“I see you’re working on another murder case.” (Although it was evident that was what he was doing, you proclaimed it anyway.) “If you want, I can help you solve it.”

 How did they know it was specifically a murder case? I haven’t even shown them the note.

Heizou furrowed his eyebrows, a little taken aback by your sudden enthusiasm and change in normal tonality. It was almost as if you were hiding something from him. It had been a while since you had solved a case with him. Occasionally, you provided commentary or advice on particular cases or helped to organise Heizou’s thoughts, but this sudden enthusiasm on your part was particularly curious.

Heizou shook his head. “It’s okay. I’m about to end this shift soon, and besides, it’s quite a strange case.”

You frowned, a look of disappointment emerging from your eyes.

“You know, I would really like to solve a murder case with you since we haven’t solved one together in a while... Maybe we could start on it now?”

Your gaze was shifting between him and the door and you shuffled your feet, as if there was a hurry to leave.

He stared, puzzled at the abnormality of your actions, glancing back at the note, and then at you, who stood adamantly in front of the door. The pieces of the puzzle slid together, and then it clicked.

A small smile tugged at the edges of Heizou’s lips.

They’re throwing a surprise birthday party for me, and masking it as a murder mystery, aren’t they?

Heizou shook his head and huffed a silent laugh.

“You’re right. We haven’t solved a murder together, and perhaps your intellect could help me with this mystery–I am confused by this note.”

You attempted your best to hide your smile and nodded enthusiastically, pushing Heizou towards the door and flinging it open to find a group of familiar people standing there.

Yoimiya, Itto, Shinobu, Sara, and Kokomi, along with a couple of other Tenryou Commission officers and colleagues of Heizou, all stood outside, almost as if they were waiting for him. 

“What are you all doing here?”

They all spoke at once, in a manner which made it impossible to understand what was being said. Eventually, everyone fell silent, and Shinobu stepped forward.

“We heard about the note from the murder case while Aoki came to deliver it to you. Could we help you solve the murder?”

How did she know it was a murder?

The rest of the group nodded, Yoimiya grinned, and Itto added, “Wouldn’t it be nice to solve something together as friends?” While saying this, he patted Shinobu’s back, perhaps a little too strongly, as she stumbled forward.

The smile which had been tugging on Heizou’s face before re-emerged.

“Well, I suppose you’re all here now. We can start with Chinju Forest since that’s where the victim sighted the murder.”

Having uttered these words, everyone marched towards the forest. Itto, Kokomi and Shinobu took the lead, whilst Yoimiya and Sara walked beside you, next to the Tenryou Commission officers who roamed in groups.

________

You walked a little behind Heizou, ambling through the cobbled stone road of Inazuma City. Glancing ahead towards him, a bemused grin crept upon your face. It seems as brilliant a detective as he was. For now, you appeared to have fooled him. You had spent all last night attempting to change the style of your writing, but worrying Heizou would recognise it, had begged Sara to take part in your plan to deceive him and aid in the surprise birthday. Not only had you taken the time to ask someone else to write the letter, but had asked her to change the style of her writing and way of speaking in said letter. You had thought yourself quite clever in coming up with this and upon looking at Heizou now; it seems he was clueless about your doing.

He has absolutely no idea.

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After a little walking, all of you eventually arrived at Chinju Forest and started wondering about, looking for any clues to this peculiar murder case.

You looked around to see if Heizou was watching you, and noticing that he was currently a lot further away than you, you took the chance to grab Yoimiya and pull her behind one tree in the forest.

Checking once more that Heizou was not looking in your direction, you leaned in, attempting to be as quiet as possible when you spoke.

“Have all the preparations been made for Heizou?” 

She nodded enthusiastically.

“Good. Is the cake ready?”

Again, Yoimiya nodded. “Yes, it’s behind the shrine on a table. You’ll find it if you walk straight and turn behind the cherry blossoms.”

You flashed a smile. “Perfect.”

You paused a second, and then frowned. “I hope Sayu is in position. I told her to meet us here at around 5:30 pm, but I haven’t seen her anywhere yet… hopefully she hasn’t fallen asleep again.”

Yoimiya comforted your worries, and feeling more reassured than a few minutes ago and having finished the conversation with her, you walked out of the bushes as if nothing ever happened, continuing to investigate for clues.

———

On the other side of the path, Kokomi and Sara wandered about the bright red shrines in the forest. The two of them sat under the steps, chatting and fervently whispering about the details of Heizou’s party. Insistent in wanting to aid you with further preparations, Kokomi had done most of the work regarding the cake decorations, since you were already busy with the general decorations, venue choice, cake flavours and food. Sara had been busy at work the last few months, and unable to play a huge role in the birthday preparations,  was still glad she could cherish a night with a friend of hers.

Meanwhile, Itto and Shinobu had split ways and begun looking towards the cobbled pavement of the forest, making a show of inspecting the rocks. Itto paused, turning towards Shinobu. “aren’t you excited for the surprise-” Shinobu shot him a stern look, shushing him before he could say another word. “Be quiet. We don’t want anyone to hear you.” He nodded, immediately understanding her caution, but proceed to talk (albeit, a little quieter) “Oh, but I do want to see the look on his face when he realises it’s—” again, Shinobu shushed him, repeating that he had to lower his voice or their efforts would be for nothing. She patted his back lightly, whispering, “The best thing to do is to not talk about it, or else the surprise might be ruined.” He nodded again, but this time listened to what she said, focusing on his part in conveying a convincing murder. Itto lifted a couple rocks off of the ground, turning them and placing them back down. He repeated this task, occasionally commenting, “Can’t find nothing here,” a little obnoxiously.

The Tenryou Commission officers had also parted ways with each other and mingled around in the forest. Some of them walked up and down the pathways, whilst others gathered next to the brushes and trees, crouching to inspect the surrounding area. Ishizaki and Motosuke were chatting a little behind the others. Although they rarely had a chance to help Heizou with his cases, and mostly sent in reports on the daily, they still respected him greatly, and were happy to see him taking a break from his work (although, really at the moment he was doing what he usually does at his job.) Most of the officers didn’t have an active hand in aiding with the birthday decorations, but aided in keeping everyone together and maintaining the surprise. It wasn’t often that everyone had the chance to hang out like this, and most of the officers were just having fun enjoying the element of surprise and mystery (for most of them, although aware it was a surprise, were unaware of exactly what the ‘murder’ entailed, nor what you had planned.)

Heizou trudged towards the brushes in the forest, inspecting the leaves for any sign of disturbance. He concluded after a brief inspection that the leaves were perfectly normal.

_______

“All of you, come over here!” Heizou heard Itto exclaim from a dozen metres away.

You hastily made your way towards him, and he pointed towards the ground. On the floor, there were splatters of crimson which had stained the pavement and were currently dripping into the cracks of the ground.

Heizou crouched down to inspect it. The liquid was slithering quickly down the cracks through the path.

He looked about, drawing closer towards the criminal evidence, and leaning on the floor next to it. Heizou shook his head, glancing at the supposed red liquid that was meant to be blood.

This blood is fake. It hasn’t got the same viscosity or density as actual blood, nor is the colour correct unless the victim suffered a blood type disorder. 

He watched the ‘blood’ seep down into the grass, staining anything in its way. He stood up from his crouching position, dusting off the dirt from his legs.

(Besides Heizou, you admired how realistic you had made the blood look.)

He glanced back at you, seeing the anticipation in your face. He didn’t want to ruin the surprise.

“The blood is fresh. Its colouration tells me that.”

Heizou looked around the forest.

“It’s interesting how there is only a splatter of blood here. The bushes seem a little dishevelled–there are twigs on the floor; perhaps a fight occurred. I suggest we keep moving forward to look for more clues.”

Everyone nodded, confirming his theory. Heizou trudged along forward in the forest. And then he stopped.

From behind him, Heizou heard the rustling of bushes, the snapping of a twig, and an incessant snore. The wind whistled as something moved from behind the trees.

The bushes swayed, and a familiar figure rolled out of them. She yawned and stretched her arms, looking tiredly around towards you and the others.

Everyone else followed behind him, peering closer to look down at the figure.

“Sayu! There you are,” you exclaimed.

There you are? Was Sayu’s encounter also planned?

She yawned again, lazily blinking her eyes.

“What are all of you doing here?” She sat up from the previous position she was in.

Sara was the one to speak this time. “We’ve all become aware of a murder case Heizou was trying to solve–”

She didn’t finish the sentence before Itto jumped in. “Would you like to help us investigate this mystery?”

Sayu paused a second, blinking her eyes slowly, and stretched her arms before she stood up from the ground. “I’ve been told walking helps for growth, so I will help you, as long as I’m able to take a few breaks to nap along the way.”

Yoimiya added, “It is quite a puzzling mystery, but I’m glad to have you aboard.”

Sayu walked up toward Kokomi and looked up at her. Without hesitation, she picked her up and placed her to sit on her shoulders. Sayu squealed in temporary fear but stabilised herself and held Kokomi tightly. She kicked her legs gently back and forth, and despite looking as if she hadn’t slept in days (although you were sure she had just taken a 4-hour nap) excitement glinted in her eyes.

A small frown appeared on Heizou’s face. It’s strange, I’m sure the two of them have never met before-

You interrupted his thoughts with your voice as you pointed towards the outskirts of the forest. 

“I think I see some blood over there. We should check it out.”

The others nodded.

“In that case, let’s get on with investigating this murder.”

______

Many clues later, (which involved a wild bake-danuki chase, a spiritual cleansing ritual, an interrogation with a confused-looking shrine maiden, a riddle-off with an abyss mage, and plenty of other small shenanigans) you all eventually arrived at Narukami Shrine.

The sky gleamed with countless twinkling stars. The tranquil evening air enveloped the city like a soft, comforting blanket, and from the shrine, one could see the panoramic view of Inazuma City. 

As you wandered along the shrine, you couldn’t help but be enchanted by its exquisite beauty. The sakura trees had blossomed, adorning the surroundings with their delicate hues of pink. A gentle breeze played with the fallen leaves, causing them to dance through the air before softly alighting on the ground. 

You found yourself captivated not by the surrounding scenery, but by the man standing before you. As you held his hand, you couldn’t help but admire every small detail of his face - the gentle curve of his nose, the little moles beneath his eyes, and the tousled charm of his hair. A deep redness flushed your cheeks.

Heizou glanced back at you, noticing how your eyes focused on him. After months together, he still felt the warmness flushing his cheeks.

“It’s such a beautiful night,” you remarked, and he nodded. 

You clasped his hand in yours, walking on the stone pavement. The two of you had distanced yourselves a little from the crowd, and for that, you were happy, since there wasn’t much of a chance to talk during the evening.

Heizou hummed, “I don’t particularly go to Narukami Shrine often, save for the rare cases which occur here.” He quickly added, “... such as the one brought upon me tonight, which really still puzzles me now.”

You gently squeezed his hand and reassured him, “I’m confident that you’ll be able to solve it. After all, you’re one of the cleverest people in Inazuma.” He raised an eyebrow in surprise and questioned, “One of the cleverest?” A mischievous smile formed on your lips as you playfully replied, “Well, you still haven’t managed to surpass my intelligence.” His laughter filled the air as he responded, “Oh, really? As clever as you may be, I have yet to witness your intelligence being put to good use.” Before you could retort, a loud noise interrupted your conversation, capturing both of your attention from ahead.

You both heard someone falling on the ground, followed by a scream. 

“It’s the body! The body!”

Upon hearing Sayu scream, Heizou ran to where the commotion had occurred. Everyone gathered around the body on the floor. The darkness made it hard to see who or what it was. 

“Does anyone have a light?”

Heizou searched his pockets, looking for a light or anything that could help. It was to no avail, since all he possessed was a magnifying glass, a pen, and a couple of scribbled notes from previous cases. 

The others whispered in an agitated manner, scrambling around and causing a grand commotion around the body.

“I’ve got an idea,” Yoimiya exclaimed, and breaking Heizou’s line of thought, she pointed her bow towards the sky and shot some arrows. They grew and exploded into bright fireworks. Everyone crouched down towards the body. 

Yae Miko lay on the ground, her body drenched in crimson. Her eyes were closed, and she was contorted in an unnatural position. Itto gasped and collapsed, while Sayu screamed once again. Yoimiya sobbed, and Kokomi found solace in Sara’s arms. The officers of the Tenryou Commission gathered around Yae Miko, whispering in confusion. Heizou, however, couldn’t help but stifle a laugh. He commended your efforts in involving Yae Miko herself, as it was no small accomplishment. With a dramatic crouch, he inspected the body, which was covered in the same red liquid as in Chinju Forest. Yae Miko’s head was tilted to the side, with one arm shielding her face. Dust and rocks clung to her clothing, particularly in the visible areas. Upon closer examination, it appeared as if the rocks were sprinkled on top almost as an afterthought, mixing with the supposed blood. Interestingly, the blood only stained Miko’s legs and face, avoiding any damage to her attire.

The injuries and positioning of the blood are inconsistent. Yae Miko is clearly breathing on the ground, visible by the slight rise and fall of her chest, and the colouration of her skin can’t be that of a body which has been lying in the elements for hours…

But he had to go along with it.

The screaming and sobbing continued in the background, with Itto wailing, “No, no, it can’t be!”

Heizou stood up shakily, looking around until everyone had their attention on him. “The murder is fresh. There seem to be injuries on the front and sides, which indicates an expected assault. It appears that Miko attempted to fight back, as seen by the evident signs of a struggle on her face. She died quickly, within minutes or seconds, even. The wounds show it was a purposeful stab for the aorta- a crucial part of the heart. It would have killed her almost instantly.”

He crouched down again, this time making it appear as if he was inspecting the body. A couple of beats of silence passed.

“She’s really…dead.”

He whispered. Clasping his mouth, tears silently fell down his cheek. His breathing shook, and he trembled. 

It was a little overdramatic, but he had to continue this act.

He stood up from the crouching position he was previously in and paused. Wiping the tears and making a show of shock and upset.

He murmured, “The murderer is among us.”

(Everyone gasped loudly, Itto protested, Sayu continued to cry and both Sara and Shinobu stood in awe.)

He appeared to ignore everyone’s reactions and began to talk.

“It’s simple, really. You all made a show of trying to aid the murder mystery when it was one of you all along.”

Heizou walked away from the body and towards the people, circling everyone and eventually stopping to point at Itto.

“You could have murdered Yae Miko. You lost the last Kitsune Ramen eating contest.” Heizou stated. Itto gasped. ‘Yes, I know about that. Your losing the contest has led you to a large unpaid sum, thus being in debt. And, of course, you don’t have the money for it. So you decided to, well, end her.”

There was complete silence. A mix of shock and disbelief crossed onto people’s faces.

But then he shook his head. “No, my intuition tells me it wasn’t you. Carrying out such an intricate plan requires delicacy and thought.”

He turned his attention towards Sara. “You hold great respect towards Yae Miko unless she disobeys the Shogun. If she disobeys the Shogun, you would lose all your respect for her, and perhaps that would be enough for you to want to kill her.

He hummed in discontent, “But I can tell that the murderer was not you.”

He strolled towards Kokomi. “Isn’t it a little strange that you were in Inazuma City today? Usually, you’re occupied with your duties on Watatsumi Island..but today, you happened to be near the area of the murder.”

But again, he shook his head. “The crime was brutal and bloody. I don’t think you would have done it.”

The others quivered in fear as Heizou continued to walk up to different individuals, breaking down as to why they could have been the murderer, explaining their motives and potential acts.

He turned towards you, enjoying the fact he was making absolutely everything up, and adding nonsensical clues whilst blaming random people. It was quite fun, really. Until he realised you were no longer there. 

He frowned. Calling your name, but receiving no answer. 

“Where is–”

The others chattered over each other in panicked whispers of ‘Where did they go?’ and ‘Has the murderer struck again?’

Heizou feigned panic on his face, walking up and down in an agitated manner. 

The others scrambled to help him find you, an equal look of alarm on their faces.

Sayu, who had fallen asleep, jolted right up and began to catch up quickly with the others.

Itto shouted your name, his voice booming in the previously quiet air.

A couple of officers began frantically searching around the area.

“I see them over there!” Itto’s voice exclaimed amidst the crowd of people. 

Heizou followed his line of sight, squinting in the darkness.

And then he saw you.

You locked eyes with him, holding something in your hand, and as you drew closer, it became apparent that the ‘object’ was a cake.

(Heizou smiled to himself. It seems his intuition was correct.)

Quickly masking the smile on his face, confusion appeared, and he walked towards you. 

‘What’s happening? Why are you bringing me a cake?- we’re in the midst of a murder here.’

A smile spread across your face. “This was all a scheme to get you here and celebrate your birthday, disguising it as a murder case!”

Heizou gasped loudly, his face an expression of complete and utter surprise. He suppressed a smile, attempting to maintain his mask of surprise. “So, is Yae not dead?”

You nodded. “She was part of our plan.” (Upon saying this, Yae Miko stood from the ground and brushed the ‘blood’ off of herself.) 

As he turned his attention back to you, he noticed the cake in your hands, which was exquisitely decorated with swirled accents of red icing and covered in a velvety white buttercream. Delicate question marks and magnifying glasses had been meticulously hand-decorated using piped icing. Multiple candles flickered on top of the cake, their flames swaying back and forth in a captivating dance. You beamed and walked towards Heizou, nudging his shoulder.

You came to a stop before Heizou, as he had a chance to yet again marvel at the stunning sight before him. 

And before he had an opportunity to say or think anything more about the case, he got whisked into the ambience of a party.

“I bet you didn’t see this surprise coming.”

(You heard the scraping of a table as Itto and Shinobu pushed one into the area.)

On the table, colourful balloons were tied to it and gently bobbed up and down as if they had a life of their own. They swayed back and forth, occasionally revealing the vibrant banners that adorned the walls of the shrine. A beautifully decorated table was laid out with gleaming cutlery, crisp tablecloths, and the cake, which had become the table’s centrepiece. 

And then, the night filled with music. It was quiet at first. But immediately recognisable. Multiple lights lit up on the cake, the flames dancing mesmerisingly in the dark, captivating the attention of everyone.

“Happy birthday to you~”

You held his hand and kissed his cheek. “Happy birthday to you~”

He reciprocated your kiss, this time prolonging it. He could feel the hotness of your cheeks against his.

“Happy birthday, dear Heizou~”

The others joined in, and as the number of voices increased, so did the hope of being in tune. You finished the song and all the others began to clap and cheer, with Itto coming over to prompt Heizou to blow out the candles. He did so successfully in one breath.

As Shinobu passed a cake knife to Heizou, he effortlessly sliced the cake, serving himself a piece before moving on to cut equal portions for everyone else. Grabbing a fork from the table, he eagerly took a bite, causing his mouth to water and leaving him in awe. 

“It’s delicious.”

Quickly, he took another bite from the cake, gulping it all down within a few seconds. 

You smiled and said, “I’m glad you like it, but please eat slowly. I don’t want you to choke and have an actual murder case on our hands today.” He chuckled, “It’s not my fault. I can’t help myself.”

After having eaten a couple of other slices of cake, he finally had the chance to enquire about your plans. “So, how did you come up with all this?”

Upon hearing his question, your eyes lit up. “It seems, as clever as you are, you could not see past my plan. I know you don’t tend to celebrate your birthday much due to always prioritizing work, so I suppose I used that priority against you, having your surprise birthday under the guise of a murder. I contacted all your friends to come and help me with the celebration and think up a reasonable murder case.”

From your pockets, you took out a vial of red liquid and pointed at it. “I used this as the blood. It’s red ink mixed with a little corn syrup to thicken it.” Heizou had to applaud your efforts, but nonetheless, the liquid you were holding in your hands could unmistakably not be confused as blood. You continued to speak, “Knowing you might enjoy something intellectually stimulating, me, Sara, and Kazuha (although he was unable to make it tonight) all helped plan the ‘case,’ creating fake clues, buying materials to make the murder look realistic.”

Heizou stared back at Yae Miko. “Well, you sure did a good job at that. I would have believed her to be dead.” A grin spread across your cheeks. “I even researched some aspects relating to dead bodies to make it look even more credible. I knew I had to be careful with everything I did and worried you would see right through my plan. And that I did.” Heizou almost felt a little sorry for being able to see right through your scheme almost immediately.

You proceeded to take out a crumpled letter from your coat and sighed. “Originally, I had written the victim’s letter, but fearing you might recognize my handwriting, I asked Sara to write it for me.” You pointed towards Itto and Shinobu. “They helped put up the birthday decorations with me.” You paused for a second, looking around for the others, and finally finding them, you pointed towards them. “Kokomi and Sayu helped mainly with the coordination. Sayu, especially with Chinju Forest, and when she wasn’t sleeping, her Ninja skills were particularly useful in successfully putting this plan into action.” So that’s how they know each other.

Kokomi’s eyes twinkled. Itto beamed, and Sara and Shinobu both gazed contentedly towards Heizou.

“We barely had enough time to set everything up, since the plans and preparation were so last minute, but my goal of fooling you has succeeded, and therefore I consider that good enough.”

Heizou looked back at you.

The truth is everything. But sometimes, supplying it will only upset the other.

“You certainly put a lot of effort into this, and I thank you.”

Your face glowed with pride, revelling in the thought that you had indeed tricked the cleverest man in Inazuma.

______

As the celebrations came to a close, the moon had ascended high into the sky, casting its gentle glow over the surroundings. The once warm evening air had given way to a cooler, more refreshing temperature. Sayu had fallen asleep, having transformed into a Fuufuu windwheel by the shrine’s tree. The others had also begun to tire. Kokomi was resting her head on Sara’s shoulders. Itto was on his way to start snoring next to Shinobu and the Tenryou Commission officers had retreated a while back. 

A couple of Sakura petals drifted slowly down the trees, landing in your hair. You walked up to Heizou, sitting down on the steps of the shrine and kissed him on the cheek.

“So... did I trick you?”

Heizou grinned, his face growing a little red. He reciprocated your kiss and held your hand in his.

“I would have never guessed.”

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dating stelle - honkai: star rail headcanons

genre: fluff(?)

render gender: gender neutral

type: headcanons

cw(s): none

requests : open

getting right into it i see her as more of a acts of service type person, which means she tries to do everything she can for you! making your morning coffee, doing chores around the house, cooking for you (although she isn't the best at it, it tastes good)

i think this goes without saying but with the way she dives in those trash cans she's definitely came across a few shinies in there and have gifted them to you. usually they're pretty looking gems or just shiny things in general, anything that she thinks looks cool! you do have a collection of stelle's dumpster dived items, though. because it usually ranges from small trinkets to.. randomness.

her favorite way to cuddle with you is to have her (or your) head against her chest (or yours) as she hugs you, your arms wrapped around her waist as you both snuggle into each other. i don't see her as being exactly a big or small spoon predominantly, but it usually just depends on how her day went. on her big spoon days, she likes to wrap her arms around you and have your face buried in the crook of her neck, and on her little spoon days she likes to have her head rested on your stomach with her hands wrapped around you, it makes her feel content :)

in terms of dates she seems like the type to go comfortable over extravagant, you get the cliche movie dates, picnic dates, dates where you make things together as well! usually you're baking, cooking, and.. dumpster diving..... only if you're up to it, though!

i never saw stelle as much of a pet names gal but for the rare occasion she does use them she limits them to "love", "darling", (imagining her saying this made me melt oml) and "baby". she prefers your name, though. it's pretty, after all.

she really enjoys to tease you! if you're shorter than her, usually it's the stereotypical raising stuff above your head and watching you struggle to reach it, picking you up randomly, bending down to your height jokingly, and patting you. but if you're taller, she says the corniest things like "how's the weather up there?" or "ooh, look, a skyscraper!" she means it lovingly though, she'd never try to genuinely hurt your feelings

uses the corniest pickup lines and does not give two shits if it embarrasses you. says the dumbest ones like "are you a parking ticket? because you have 'fine' written all over you." or "are you a broom? because you're sweeping me off my feet!" and when you stare at her with an uncontrollable blush on your face and a palm covering your hand she can't help but giggle at how cute you are.

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I COULD IMAGINE CUDDLING WITH STELLE WOULD BE SO FUKKING WARM BECAUSE OF THE STELLARON INSIDE HER

Shes so pretty . . . I need her so bad . . .

One chance please stelle

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omg i saw that heizou and scaramouche smut, may i request the same one but theyre just so submissive and breedable

A/n: The more I think about a threesome with these two, the more I go 😳😳 I'm more than happy to write for them this way again. And them subbing and being needy 😳 I hope you enjoy.

Sub!Heizou x fem!reader x Sub! Scaramouche threesome

You crawled on the bed, putting yourself in between Heizou and Scaramouche, their eyes racking over your naked form. Pressing kisses and licks against Heizou's neck, you felt his pulse quicken against your tongue, letting out a shaky breath as he tilted his head to the side.

"Your teeth, please," Heizou whispered, biting the inside of his cheek, the wet feeling of your tongue against his skin shot pleasurable jolts straight down into hardening cock. You laughed, muffled against his neck, obliging him by pulling a chunk of skin into your mouth and grinding your teeth it. "Mmm," a sigh of content came from deep in his chest.

You decided to go to work on Scaramouche first. He'd been such a brat lately. Fucking him while he subbed for you like this would quiet him down a bit.

Reaching down, your hand sought out Scaramouche's cock, stroking your fingers down his length before squeezing it. Your ears were blessed with a sigh that was velvet against your ears, an indication that your touch was only thing that he desired in this world. It kept him grounded and sane.

He grinded needily into your hand, nuzzling your neck before burying his face in it. Pulling your mouth from Heizou's neck, you curled a finger under Scaramouche's chin, beckoning him to look at you.

"Tell me what you want, Scara~," you purred, rubbing your fingers into the precum on the tip of cock before squeezing it, rolling it between the pads of your thumb and index finger.

Biting his lip, Scaramouche choked out a moan, the pupils of his indigo eyes blown out, lidded hazy with lust and need. Every squeeze of your fingers sent his cock twitching in your hand, leaking precum.

"Ride me," it wasn't a command like it normally was. His voice was soft, desperate, and endearing. Please be patient with this man, it was hard for him to sub for you like this.

Smiling, you tapped his lips with the fingers of your free hand before you kissed him. He moaned against your mouth when he felt your teeth graze against his lower lip. You pushed your tongue into his mouth, swirling it in time with his. Putting your hands on his shoulders, you gently pushed him down onto his back.

A trail of spit connected your tongue with Scaramouche's as you pulled away from the kiss to look over at Heizou. Curling a finger in a come hither motion, you called him over to kneel down next you.

Scaramouche's hands sought out your hips, guiding you down onto his cock, his eyes rolling into the back of his head, letting out your own sighs of pleasure as it sank inch by delicious inch into your slick pussy.

"You just look so breedable, Scara," you said, moaning as started to rock and bounce on his cock. His cheeks burned with embarrassment, but he didn't notice it much. Each roll of your hips made his cock throb and twitch as he stretched out your walls.

"Ahh, fuck," he hissed, sighing contently, rutting up into your pussy in time with your bounces, his skin slapping against your's. His fingers dug into your hips, knowing he wasn't going to last much longer.

His moans turned into needy whines, burying his cock to the hilt inside of you. You choked back a strangled cry of pleasure, throwing your head back. "Fuck me, Scara," you cried out, reaching down to fondle and squeeze Heizou's balls.

"Shit, I can't wait to cum inside you," Heizou said, his cock was painfully hard as you pumped your hand. "And breed you nice and full."

The knot of Scaramouche's orgasm was building to burst in his stomach. Watching you fuck yourself silly on his cock, pinching one of your nipples with your free hand for extra stimulation drove him over the edge. He loves feeling this needed, this wanted. You were bouncing on his cock like you needed it. Needed him to make you feel good.

His pants turned into needy whines and moans, his fingers finding their way to your clit, rubbing feverishly, coaxing your walls to clench around his cock. He'd held himself back from cumming so that you could first.

Your legs trembled as you climaxed, Scaramouche's cock squelching in and out of you as creamed on his cock, writhing and biting your lip. His cum felt so warm as it spilled inside of you, hearing Scaramouche groan in relief. You leaned down, riding him through his orgasm, flicking your tongue over one of his sensitive nipples.

He was left breathless and panting when you dismounted him, his cum spilling down your legs as you turned your attention to Heizou.

"Oh my poor Heizou~," you crooned. Grabbing his wrist, you pulled his body flush with yours. "I've left you hard for so long." Taking his hard, weeping cock in your hands, your buried it between your folds still slick with Scaramouche's cum.

"Mhmm~" he sighed, pressing a sloppy kiss against your lips, shuddering as you rubbed his cock between your folds. Sliding down so that your mouth was lined up with his cock, you couldn't help but tease him a little more. Your tongue darted out to prod against his tip, keeping your eyes on him, smiling when you saw his face contort with pleasure.

"Do you want to cum in my mouth?" You asked, knowing full well what his answer would be. You just wanted to hear it from him.

"Inside," Heizou whines, "I want to--ah, fuck--cum inside you."

Chuckling, you turned around and bent over, resting your elbows on the bed, pushing your ass up in the air. Heizou couldn't crawl behind you fast enough. Your pussy just looked so delicious and sinful on display for him, he could help but lick between your folds a few times before he slammed his cock inside of you.

Heizou had been so frustrated, waiting so long for you to finish fucking Scaramouche. He trembled, relishing how your walls immediately clenched tightly around his cock, still sensitive from your first orgasm.

"Heizou!" You cried out, your fingers clawing at the sheets, your tongue lulling out, babbling with pleasure as Heizou railed you from behind with a mindless, feverish pace. He bit your shoulder, whining, gripping your hips. Panting and grunting, he filled you with his cum.

He didn't stop until you came again, choking back sobs of pleasure, nearly screaming, your body collapsing exhausted onto the bed.

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the fact that my ocs for venti, kazuha and xiao are right but for heizou it's mixed 💀 (it's 98% right)

thoughts on the type of person the anemo boys would fall for? <3 (if you're really in the mood for writing and have nothing else to do, could you add Cyno to them? I'm particularly interested in his type too but really no pressure! It's fine if you don't want to do this request at all<3)

𝑾𝒉𝒐 𝒘𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒚 𝒇𝒂𝒍𝒍 𝒇𝒐𝒓?

𝑪𝒉𝒂𝒓𝒂𝒄𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒔: 𝑨𝒏𝒆𝒎𝒐 𝒃𝒐𝒚𝒔 + 𝑪𝒚𝒏𝒐

𝑽𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒊

I can see him falling for a musical s/o. Someone who plays instruments and someone who just loves music. Someone who he can play the lyre for and someone who will play music for him too. Personality wise I see him falling for someone who's similar to him. Energetic, carefree and talkative. He doesn't develop feelings for people very easily, so you two are friends for a while before he starts to fall for you.

𝑿𝒊𝒂𝒐

I can see him falling for someone who is the exact opposite of his personality. Someone who's energetic and talkative and someone who's positive about everything. Your personality gives him a lot of hope and helps him through a lot even if you don't know it or if he doesn't outright say it. I can't see him falling in love with a mortal either. He wouldn't want to fall in love with a mortal because he knows that he would outlive you and he doesn't want to ever have to lose you so I feel like because of that he wouldn't fall for a mortal so I feel like his s/o would have to be an adeptus

𝑲𝒂𝒛𝒖𝒉𝒂

I feel like Kazuha is the type of person to get overwhelmed easily with loud/talkative people so I think he would prefer a s/o who is quiet and only really gets talkative around people they're close to like he does. I also can't see him with a s/o that stays in one place. You definitely have to be willing to join him in his wandering and his traveling. He's a very clingy person once he's in a relationship so he wouldn't be able to have a s/o who doesn't travel with him.

𝑾𝒂𝒏𝒅𝒆𝒓𝒆𝒓

He just wants someone who will accept him for who he is and someone who will listen and someone who will stay with him. He doesn't catch feelings easily and it takes a lot to win his trust so I can't see him falling for just anybody. It takes a long time for you to earn his trust and it means the world to him that you stayed for that long and that's why I can see him falling for a friend or someone he's known for a while. Relationships are kind of a sore subject for him due to all the people he's lost so he just needs someone that's patient with him.

𝑯𝒆𝒊𝒛𝒐𝒖

I can see him with a s/o that's extremely confident and headstrong and doesn't really care what other people think, someone calm and collected, Him and his s/o would be very similar personality wise, and I think he needs a s/o who will put up with his tricks and his sense of humor.

𝑪𝒚𝒏𝒐

Someone who laughs at his jokes

He falls for someone who his exact opposite. Someone who is clingy, talkative and cheerful. But someone who is serious and strong when they need to be. Your cheerful personality really helps him whenever he's feeling burnt out or stressed from work your bright and cheerful personality just makes him feel better. But he also admires how you can be strong and protective when you need to be and while he loves you and how sweet you can be he has a strong admiration for you.

𝑻𝒉𝒂𝒏𝒌 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒔𝒎 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒊𝒏𝒈!! 𝒍𝒆𝒕 𝒎𝒆 𝒌𝒏𝒐𝒘 𝒘𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒘𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒅 𝒍𝒊𝒌𝒆 𝒕𝒐 𝒔𝒆𝒆 𝒏𝒆𝒙����

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✦ 𝗰haracters: sub!heizou x dom!reader

✦ 𝗰w: (slight?) himbofication, nipple play, overstimulation, praise, degradation, cock can be interpreted as strap

✦ 𝘄ord count: 1.05k

✦ 𝗻otes: I do apologize for my inexperience in writing smut, please enjoy nonetheless. <3

Taking part in the Tenryou Commission, the job has its own set of pros and cons. Although you didn’t expect that a certain mischievous individual would get attached to you just after a month of settling into your position.

Is this one of the pros or cons? Or maybe something in between that? You weren’t sure, all that filled your mind right now is how a red haired detective is pushed right against a wooden table by you, his own hands clutching onto your shoulders.

Lower garments hanging on the chair behind you, covert areas being exposed to the lustful eyes of the detective. What was supposed to be a teasing peck turned into a whole make out session.

As your tongue mingle with his, your hands goes up from the edge of the table to his shirt. Is it even a shirt? The lateral parts of his torso are easily exposed, just a single side glance could reveal those cute nipples of his.

Speaking of nipples, your fingers easily swayed those buds, returning a squeal from the male.

“Mphff~ s-shenstive ffthere..~ ♡♡” his mewls vibrated right into your mouth, a slight shiver being sent down your spine. The sounds he let out only motivated you to pinch his nipples, a loud “a-hAH~!” emerging out of him right after.

The simple stimulation of fingers circling around made his nipples hard, even earning you soft moans.

As you pulled away, he immediately whined, “noOoo.. I want more!~”, only for you to reply with, “Patience, Heizou.” The man continued to whine either way but now it's much softer after hearing your tone.

You grab his thighs and lift him up on the table. As if to take a hint, Heizou spread his legs open for you, revealing his hard cock that's already leaking with precum.

"Already?" A mocking smirk formed in your lips as you looked again at Heizou, "Don't you have any manners, you slut?"

It was an insult yet it made the man's excitement grew more, the way his cock twitched right after the word 'slut' left your mouth served more than just a small evidence.

Not wasting enough time, your hand quickly came in contact with his length, stroking him quick enough to surprise him.

"uMNGFF- ahnn~! ♡" Heizou moaned, his hands grabbing the edge of the table as his legs rubbed together, squirming right under your touch.

Few more strokes of your palm was enough to send the detective reeling with uncontrollable moans.

The high pitched notes he let out were perfect, angelic even; unfortunately for him—it's over. His eyes opened wide, a confused yet dazed expression left his face once he felt your hand end the pleasure he so enjoyed.

Your palm was full of sticky, white fluid. Using it as lubricant, you spread it on your own strap, prepping it just for your detective.

"Ready?" You hummed, leaning your hips forward as your tip hit right in his entrance. Heizou nodded frantically before you finally pushed yourself right in.

"aaHHN~!! ♡" A loud moan that could be mistaken as a scream left his throat, his arms now wrapping around your neck, his nails digging right into your skin.

"Fuck, so warm.." You grunted. No matter how many times you both have done this secretly, he's still tight as ever.

You loved him this way.

As you fully bottomed out, it took a few seconds before Heizou was already begging you, "Fuck me. Fuck me! Turn me into your toy!"

At least he was ready now, your hips starting to thrust back and forth, your hands placed on his hips. The sounds of flesh hitting flesh echoed in the room, your pace speeding as Heizou's volume increased at the same time.

"You like this? Turning into my toy?" You chuckled, grunting with every thrust you give him. "Y-Yeshh~ love iiT-AH?!" his sentence was interrupted with a loud moan. It seems like you've hit his prostate.

You smirked once you felt that soft area, now you can abuse it to your heart's content. Hips moving to and fro, nails digging to your back, you could just cum on the spot.

His eyes rolled back, "h-hah- feelsh shoo goodffh~! ♡♡", moans streaming out of his throat with his tongue lolling out.

"hngh! gonna cum~ aahh~!!" Heizou screamed, his trembling legs wrapping around your waist to pull you closer. The more you thrust, the more he could feel that tightening knot grow in his stomach.

"Go on then, cum for me like the whore you are," permission granted by you. Soon enough, strings of cum shot out to his stomach and yours.

Of course, this isn't the end. He's not the only one who can have fun with this. "Good boy," you coo directly to his ear, gentler thrusts from you helped him ride out his high.

"But it's not over yet," you whispered, eyes widening once he feels your hands manhandle him—turning him to his back. Now you can get a better look of his ass.

One sharp thrust, he's reeling with moans, "nnGHAA~ shenshitiveee!~ ♡" which earned a smirk from you. This was your favorite thing to do, overstimulate your little detective.

A few more thrusts made his legs give out, back arching as he could only rely on the support of your hands, and your tip hitting right into his already abused prostate.

"sho full~ your whore is sho fullll!" he mewled against the table, his cheeks nuzzling right on the edge as he tries to look at your ecstatic expression.

"My whore?"

"Your whore!"

Heizou was so fucked dumb, he thinks of himself as your whore already! To reward him, your thrust turned rough and fast, gripping into his ass.

You didn't even need to fuck him that long as you were already feeling his hole tightening around your heat, causing a moan out of you.

It was getting hard to thrust, his walls suffocating you. "I'm gonna cum," you warned, to which he replied with, "i-inside! cum inside..!"

As he tells you his last wish, you came right inside. Warm liquid filling him to the brim, making him cum as well.

Your thrusts get slower, just enough to ride out both highs. "That's a good whore, you took me so well," you praised one last time before kissing his cheek.

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patching up boxer! stelle’s wounds after a match. cw: none. suggestive. fem! reader. i am in desperate need of stelle thirsts. .anyone wanna bless me?🥺

“ stop squirming sweetness or it’s gonna take long for me to patch you up. “ you grumbled, ignoring stelle’s flinches and grunts as you rubbed alcohol on one of the bruises on her face. she subtly juts out her bottom lip, pouting. “ but it hurts. .” she mumbles, her golden eyes glancing down at the floor then back at you when you sighed.

“ i know, i know. it’s gonna sting, that’s how rubbing alcohol works. to be honest, this should be nothing to you after you eaten dozens of punches back there.” you placed a bandage over a red blotch on her cheek then sealed it in place with your thumb. stelle stares at you with a deadpan look on her face while you tend to the rest of her cuts and bruises. slightly weirded out by your girlfriend’s stares, your brows furrowed. “ why did you start staring at me like that? that’s weird, look somewhere else— “

“ i wanna kiss you. “ she says in a monotone voice, still looking at you with no change in her expression. you blinked at her and then sighed once more, “ okay first of all, if you’re gonna ask for a kiss, please don’t look at me like you’re about to pounce on me. second, your lips are busted and bruised up, i can’t kiss—“

“ i want my reward for winning, i want my kisses.” stelle nearly whines, her face contorting to an adorable pleading look. her hands finds a spot on your waist. she gingerly tugs at you, urging you to sit on her lap. “ st-stop, could you at least wait until i’m done—oof! “

with one strong tug, stelle successfully pulls you down on her lap, hugging your waist so you won’t escape. you slap your hand over her swollen, puckered lips as she tries to kiss you, her muffled whiny noises made your hand annoyingly tingle. how did she go from being stoic to a needy puppy in a short amount of time?

“ stop, stop! i’ll kiss you baby. geez. “ you sighed in defeat, removing your hand away from stelle’s mouth. her face cutely lights up, a small triumph smile plastered on her lips. you carefully grab her jaw, angling her head up so you can lean down to kiss her face. your lips kissed below her brow, cheekbones, forehead, nose, everywhere except her lips. “ (name). .” she mumbles, whiny.

“ shush, i’m getting to there..” you kiss the corner of her mouth and then her swollen lips. you ignored the taste of iron, tilting your head to deepen the kiss. stelle softly groans, lowering her hands to your hips. she attempts to move your hips down against hers, you smack her shoulder, “ we’re in the locker room, stelle. behave. “ you muttered.

stelle lets out a cute whimper before going back to hugging your waist.

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Some angst😍 (pls be gentle with me i'm new to writing)

Stelle x GN!Reader

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Stelle could only watch as the Fragmentum monster's sword impaled you straight through the heart, and by the time she reached you, you could barely even keep your eyes open anymore. "I-I have you now.. stay with me, okay? We'll bring you back quickly a-and you'll be okay!" Stelle tried to convince you to stay awake as she held you in her strong arms and ran as fast as she could, but she had to admit that it was also to convince herself that you'll be alright. "Stelle.. i-it hurts.." You muttered quietly, your words a garbled mess from the blood leaking out of your mouth. You couldn't even cry because it hurt so badly, but you still felt hot tears on your face.

They weren't yours.

Your blurry eyes looked up, and you saw a faint outline of your lover. It was raining too. "I've.. always loved the rain, Stelle.." You coughed out. There were some black spots starting to cover your vision now and you were in too much pain to understand why. The rain started pouring down harder, but they were only dripping down on your skin gently, unlike the cruel storms that would hurt you with every drop. It was as if the clouds were crying for you, angrily yet softly. All of the clouds were white. You didn't understand why. You never will. "We'll get there, I promise.. and I'll cuddle you for as long as you like. I'll cook you whatever you want. I'll give you all the kisses you wanted after the mission.. I love you, okay..?" Her voice cracked. She was less confident with her words and her promises now.

You didn't understand why.

"Okay.. I love you too.." Your voice was muffled in your ears and the pain was starting to fade away. Almost all of the black spots covered your vision now and you felt as if the downpour has soaked you fully. You could only feel Stelle's warm embrace around your body as you closed your eyes, trusting her to give you all the affection you wanted after the mission.

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Stelle x GN!Reader

I feel like after all of stelle's experiences throughout her journey being a trailblazer, she would need someone to just snuggle with and cry to. And that person would be you because she just trusts you so much with her emotions.

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You feel a pair of arms wrap around your torso, turning around to see Stelle behind you. She buries her face into your shoulder, trying her hardest not to cry. It hurts to see her like this. You turn around and hug her back. As soon as she felt your arms wrap around her too, she starts breaking down. You know she's too exhausted to talk, so you let her cry everything out on you while running your fingers through her soft gray locks. You don't mind that she's crying like this, because you love her. You want her to feel safe with you, to feel cared for, and loved after everything she's experienced, all the energy she's drained just to help other people and save worlds.

"You did so well, my love. I'm so proud of you." You softly whisper into her ear while hugging her, and she only cries even more. Oh how badly she wanted to hear those words. To be appreciated. You gave her all of it. She hopes you know that she loves you so much despite her lack of words right now.

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Aventurine makes some aphrodisiac chocolates for his darling bodyguard because he knows under that suit of coldness and unfeelingness, you have a sweet tooth.

plot twist, it backfires on him becaue he adds 2x the amount of aphrodisiacs, and now he’s being fucked into the mattress for hours now, he’s lost his voice, and he’s begging for a break. Oh well, it’s his fault for getting himself in this scenario, but perhaps this gamble wasn’t all that bad, was it?

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Everywhere I go, I see Kiamei.

(Yes, I am rooting for Frebass to be Kiana.)

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౨ৎ anemo; the masterlist...

the winds carry tales of heroes and villains in a language beyond our understanding: the language of anemo. those who connect with the element of mystery and secrets are often quiet and reclusive, however there are always some who contradict this stereotype. the wind itself is forever changing, after all; a gentle summer breeze could easily escalate to a merciless storm...

go back

✧ aether.

them w a tall partner

✧ heizou.

how they kiss how they hug no matter how alone you feel, i am always here ↪ them with an s/o suffering from depression 100 followers special; 100 word hcs how they cuddle; inazuma ver

✧ kazuha.

their voicelines for you; part 4 how they kiss how they hug

✧ venti.

their voicelines for you; part 1 nothing hurts like no you ↪ you and venti have been apart too long, and have both begun to lose faith, until you come across each other at angel's share... how their bedrooms would look; modern au they find you crying they're crying, but why? how they kiss how they hug 100 followers special; 100 word hcs them w a tall partner

✧ wanderer/kuni/scara (note: i don't really understand the difference between them so some stuff could be ooc, i genuinely have no idea)

how they kiss how they hug no matter how alone you feel, i am always here ↪ them with an s/o suffering from depression 100 followers special; 100 word hcs

✧ xiao.

their voicelines for you; part 2 how they kiss how they hug

can't find what you're looking for? feel free to send me a request, and check out my rules if you haven't already!

© FICTOCULUS 2024; please do not steal, translate, or repost my works as your own

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Hello I can get a request of caelus x Fem reader please

sure! since you didn’t specify what things you wanted for the fic im just gonna do some platonic headcannons. I did write this so that the reader has no specified pronouns but I should not I don’t write readers with she/her pronouns, if that’s what you were expecting, sorry if that disappoints you :(

Caelus Platonic HCs

Platonic! Caelus x Gn! Reader

Warnings: Reader uses no pronouns, Caelus potentially acting OOC, let me know if I should add anymore!

This stupid raccoon lmao

you love caelus to the depths of your heart

but even you have to admit he isn’t the sharpest tool in the shed sometimes lol

even then, like said, you do love him

he is very loyal friend

if your going somewhere

hes going too

no matter how dangerous it may be

even if you tell him to stay on the astral express he will still follow you anywhere you go

he’ll even follow you into the depths of hell if he feels he needs to

he just wants to be there for his friend y’know?

regardless of how he may act on the surface he is very in tune to your emotions

even if you don’t show them outwardly

if youre upset he’ll try to comfort you, whether it be by giving you gifts, trying to make your favorite foods, or just simply being there for you

if you just genuinely want to be left alone he’ll be a bit reluctant about it but he will leave you alone

he is also protective of you

not scarily protective, but still protective

if he thinks your life is being threatened he’ll unconsciously place himself slightly in front of you or at least next to you

that doesn’t mean he wont acknowledge if you can fight or that he thinks your weak

in fact if you can fight he’ll think that’s pretty cool

he just wants to look out for you

no matter how much of a dumpster-diving raccoon you might think he is

you truly do see him as a friend

and he truly does see you as a friend too

Again, sorry if you’re disappointed that I don’t write she/her readers 😭! I tried to write this so that if you do want the reader to use she/her pronouns or be fem if that helps! Also sorry if you wanted these to be romantic, I really only write platonic fics cause that’s what I’m good at, but maybe once in a blue moon I’ll take a romantic request

as I’ve said before, requests are open :D

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puppy love ft. stelle

cws: crushing! stelle, f!reader, genderless stelle, sapphic relationship, fluff, cheesy, oblivious reader

it was a regular day at the astral express as a nameless, traveling and jumping between worlds and making sure it was stablized. but for today, there wasn't anything to do. you sighed, stretching on the couch. march sat next to you, "psst."

you looked at her direction, "what's up, march?" she leaned into your ear, her voice tickling you a bit,

"haven't you notice stelle trailing behind you?"

"isn't it normal?" you replied, thinking back when it all started.

it was one night and stelle wasn't able to sleep. her gray hair was in a frizz as she was sweating.

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It's my 11 year anniversary on Tumblr 🥳