aroui

[aroui]

musician!semi eita searches for you in every single gig he has. he finds you wearing your cute and flashy outfits that certainly will make everyone look your way (his gaze is always on you no matter what you wear).

musician!semi eita who knows more than anyone in his band about the label he put on your relationship.

“we’re friends,” he says nonchalantly.

you gulp and think, ‘fuck, well, calm down.’

“that’s what i thought, just wanted to clarify,” you reply.

thinking back on it, that was a total lie. you can’t tell by his blank face whether he believed it or not nut you stayed optimistic and just went your way to your university.

musician!semi eita who will never admit it out loud but some parts in the songs he writes are actually about you. he does it unconsciously, writing about you that is.

musician!semi eita who panics one day when he doesn’t find you anywhere in the crowd and he starts panicking.

‘she’s late? she’s never this late, did she have other plans? she always made sure to come to my gigs, but what if she actually got into an accident?’

“hey, you gotta chill, you’re already sweating and we haven’t even started,” one of his bandmates says as they put a hand on his back.

“your girlfriend’s there,” semi furrows his brows upon the word his bandmate used to describe you, “oh and with a friend, too.”

hearing the word ‘friend’ come out of his bandmate’s mouth, musician!semi eita peeks through the curtains covering the backstage and scans the crowd once more to look for you.

there he finds you practically beaming at the friend you’ve brought with you.

‘it’s a guy,’ he notes and he feels more sweat run down his neck.

‘i really need to calm down,’ musician!semi eita returns his attention to preparing the instruments.

after all, he did say you are friends. he didn’t think his words would come back to bite him this soon.

[aroui]

for you

it’s crowded in the cafe but at least a pretty boy approached you, right?

a lyney and reader meet-cute :)

“uh, mind if i sit here?”

in a jam-packed cafe, lyney had no other choice but to sit on the chair opposite of yours. as much as you wanted to protect your peace, you had no choice but to give it up for the attractive stranger in front of you.

“sure,” you replied. it’s impossible anyways, peace was never an option on friday afternoons. you shift your attention back to your laptop, opting to continue your work. as much as you wanted to stare at the pale-haired fellow.

sitting right next to a window wasn’t that great of an idea either. the gazes of passersby are starting to linger a few seconds longer on the person in front of you, it’s almost like he’s putting up a show.

though, you couldn’t blame them. he was pretty, clad in formal clothes that complement his lithe form so well, with hair so bright and eyes so colorful you could get lost in them–

but, you wanted to know what his plans are after this. after all, you never know when you’ll meet another individual as interesting as the one in front of you right now.

“are you going somewhere?” you speak.

“it’s my outfit, isn’t it?” he asks sheepishly. you curtly nod.

“ah, well, i’m a performer of sorts,”

“really?”

“really,”

“wow,”

the conversation quickly ends in awkward silence. he hasn’t finished his drink, your paperwork isn’t even nearly done.

well–

“would you like to see a magic trick?”

“so, you’re a magician?” you raise an eyebrow, suddenly even more interested.

“you answered my question with another?”

“you just did what i did,” you point at him, although it’s without malice. you just wanted to learn about what interests him, that’s all.

“just,” he sighs, “‘yes’ or ‘no’?”

a pause.

“ok,” you breathe out. there’s no harm, right?

he pulls out a deck of cards, spreading it out on the table with the back of the cards facing up. he pulls one out with an image of a flower on it. it looks familiar, though you can’t remember its name.

he flips it, the back of the card now facing you. then, he flips it again.

but instead of an image, it’s an actual one.

a flower.

“woah!” you laugh heartily. it was no funny joke or trick, but something about his actions made you feel so giddy and full inside that you couldn’t help but let a smile take over your face.

“for you,” he reaches for your hand and you let him. you let him put the flower in your grasp.

you can’t help but eye the multitude of pigments that the flower is showing. blink and the color you’re looking at is gone, as if the flower was aware of your watchful eyes.

“thank you, um,”

“lyney,” he smiles and your heart skips a beat.

“it’s nice to meet you, lyney,”

“likewise,” he says your name, the letters softly rolling out of his tongue.

[aroui]

hi! may i request a scenario where f! immortal! reader or ei gives her girlfriend a matching bracelet with an infinity symbol? whether it's ei or reader giving is up to you! and maybe them getting teased for wearing matching jewelry? have a nice day!

ei from genshin impact & her immortal girlfriend matching accessories

author note: hello, thank you so much for requesting! i apologize that this took too long…

warnings: reader is called traveller, light angst

during a stroll around inazuma, ei catches glimpse of a bracelet with an infinity symbol. she approaches it with interest and asks the seller how much it was.

“oh,” ei says, reaching for the bracelet and trying it on, “how much is this?” she then looks into the seller’s eyes but he doesn’t flinch at her seemingly scrutinizing gaze, surprisingly.

“ah! you’re the raiden shogun!” he, the one who sells jewelry, exclaims. happy that the ruler of inazuma had graced him with her presence and he takes it as a sign of his business growing bigger in the near future.

“that’s free! since you’re the one buying it. um, pardon me but are you planning to use it to accessorize yourself or giving it to someone?” ei perks up at this, now even more interested in the shiny piece.

“well, if you’re also planning to give it to someone, it comes with this other matching bracelet.” he immediately rummages through the display of shiny accessories to look for the other match of the bracelet.

“aha!” he happily shouts as he finally finds it and carefully presented it to the archon with both of his hands, as if an offering for good fortune at a shrine.

at the sight of it, ei smiled, albeit small. she tells him, “then, i’ll get both.”

the seller bags it and thanks her, “thank you so, so much! come again!”

ei thinks the people of inazuma aren’t as bad as they seem to be. after minutes have passed, ei finds you at a restaurant you frequent to, and she calls for you.

“traveller, you’re here.”

your eyes widened and you quickly grab a napkin to wipe the noodle soup that had landed on your face.

you sprint towards her and held her hand, “ei, ei! i’m so glad you’re here! quick, sit down and taste this.” you get back at your table then grab a forkful of noodles, you blew on it and almost shoved it in ei’s face.

everyone interprets your relationship with the electro archon as something offensive, you’re a mere immortal who had nothing special about herself, save for your own vision, which was gifted to you by ei herself.

but you were grateful, and if you’d say so yourself, ei was too. the both of you are truly happy in each other’s presence. you didn’t care what other people would think of you, you only truly cared about ei.

when everyone else had left you behind, ei would still be waiting for you, and she’d wait for you for eternity if she had to, and you’ve never been gladder to have someone by your side.

you haven’t noticed that ei had already taken the fork out of your hand, eating the bowl of noodles by herself, and you giggled.

“what?” ei stops slurping her (correction: your) food, “nothing, you’re just so cute.” you reply and her cheeks warmed at the sudden compliment.

a light bulb seemed to light up on ei’s head when she suddenly sat straight up, “ah, i almost forgot i had this.” she reaches into the bag she’s still holding, it’s a surprise she even forgot about it when she was holding onto it.

“oh?” you peek a little inside it but ei looked a bit bashful before pulling out the jewelry inside it.

“woah! is this for me?” your eyes gleamed and ei noticed.

“yes, i wanted us to have matching accessories, since i noticed a lot of couples do it as well.” the two of you barely did mortal customs or tradition, so when moments like these was presented in front of the two of you, it was always a sweet memory to look back to.

“it’s so cute, an infinity symbol?! this is so us, because, you know, we’re immortal.” it felt nice to have a possession that represented your life, even if it was a small infinity symbol, it was enough.

“it fits us so well, don’t you think?” ei asks as she laces her fingers between yours, the two of your bracelets glimmering in the light inside the restaurant.

“we should show yae! she knows a lot about this, maybe she could give us an insight on what accessories we should buy more in the future?” you question, hoping it didn’t sound too weird.

but ei nods, and the two of you quickly head out of the restaurant, thanking the people that had served the two of you.

thanks to the teleport waypoint near the narukami grand shrine, getting to where yae’s supposed to be was easy. you ask the other shrine maidens where yae is, and a flash of purple suddenly showed up and yae appeared in mid air.

“if the raiden shogun and her girlfriend needs me, i shall be there.” she grins and you could feel a shiver run down your spine.

yae nods to the shrine maidens and they all give the three of you the privacy to talk to each other.

“yae, me and traveller wonders what jewelry would look nice on us.”

“such a sudden and random question asked to me. at least the two of you aren’t having relationship problems, unlike so many of other people.” the kitsune laughs, and it sounded a little bit too wickedly, or maybe that was really just how she sounded like?

“i’d say it should match the color of the clothes you both wear, so it’d be complementary…” yae glances at the intertwined hands of yours and ei’s.

“you have matching bracelets? you’re so sweet that it makes my tooth ache.” the pink-haired electro vision holder teases, you blush.

you take a look at your girlfriend to see how she’s reacting to this and it totally made you dumbfounded.

her whole face was red, and her hand felt almost too hot to the touch.

[aroui]

her and her friend

kaedehara kazuha, a friend of yours, who gets drunk and reveals his secrets.

warnings: drunkenness, making out, suggestive themes

you’ve always pondered what kazuha writes on his haikus. it could be about anything at all, seeing that he lets the wind bring his soul and physical form anywhere.

your first guess was that he made haikus to appreciate nature, his one and only company wherever he goes. the gentle breeze that hits his face for every mountain top he climbs, the waves that crash onto the shore, sometimes leaving behind seashells, or the trees that provide shade or shelter for the animals he likes.

did he actually write haikus like how you’ve imagined him to do so in your mind? on occasions, your eyes would linger on the figure of kazuha making one under a tree, with a small smile on his face as he’s thinking about the memories created that day. he’d write it on a small piece of paper, or a leaf. it still surprises you every time he brings out a small case for his brush, just to use it on the material he’s using to put his haiku on.

kazuha would stop and think for a few seconds, you’d decided he’s just thinking of words to use. the warm sunset behind him makes the whole scenery just a bit better, he is a sight for sore eyes after all. after he’s done, he’d fold the paper (or leaf) and put it in his pocket. he stands up and pats his clothes to get rid of the dirt from sitting on the ground.

it was your cue to leave. you didn’t want him to catch you staring at him, wondering what goes through his mind. it’s the least you could do, gaze at him, think about him. him. him.

it might sound pointless to other people, but you don’t owe them an explanation as to why you’ve found the poet so alluring.

alluring, because of his personality, perhaps? or maybe because he was an observant one, and he just tells you exactly what you want to hear.

you’d like to keep these feelings hidden. it’s for the better, you think. since it’s something you could handle, as long as your heart doesn’t burst out of your chest and let it tell him your romantic feelings.

it was alright.

beidou invited the both of you to come out of your rooms and get along with everyone else on the ship. of course, it was over liquor. but on afternoons like this, any topic of conversation could be put on the table, and everyone would willingly talk about anything else as well.

around five or six shots, you could feel your mind becoming hazy. the swaying of the ship not really helping with the dizziness bubbling in your mind like the fizz of beer. you wanted to excuse yourself, but the light and cheery atmosphere made you hesitate. so, you settled with not drinking any more, you’re sure you’d regret it if you drank another glass.

he was there, beside you, a pink tint on his face. from the drinks, probably. you were unable to suppress a grin and he noticed.

god. he noticed.

he gave you a closed-eye smile. you feel faint, from his soft features, or from the alcohol? you don’t know.

everyone’s gulping down more, and more, and more. the crowd has been growing silent, you noticed.

you raised your hand, “captain beidou, i’m going back to my room. g’night, everyone.” you stood up, albeit clumsily.

you could hear a few mumbles of “goodnight” while walking back to your own quiet chamber where no one could disturb you.

a misstep. fuck.

you could feel yourself succumbing to the pain of falling down and you couldn’t catch yourself.

but an arm quickly latches itself around your form, and you thank whoever it is.

“thanks.” you mumbled, your eyelids felt so heavy you couldn’t look at who just saved you from a possible painful fall.

but you caught sight of white hair, and ruby red eyes.

“k… kaedehara?” your eyes were now fully open, enough to look at your saviour. your crush.

everything felt so overwhelming and you became hyper aware of the situation you accidentally got yourself in.

his arm comfortably wrapped around your waist, his gentle grasp on your shoulder that felt soothing, and your heart beating so loud you’re afraid he could hear it.

you attempted to take a few steps back, but it seemed like kazuha was dead set on steadying your balance on your feet.

“a-ah…” your face felt so hot, your body felt like it was melting under the sun. except, you aren’t under the sun, you’re just being held by someone. someone you like.

“it’s me, [name].” kazuha reassures you, hoping it’ll ease your nerves a bit. he knew you were still drunk, he knew you might be feeling uneasy with all of this, so he separated himself from you after he managed to steady you.

but you missed his warmth, you felt like you needed it. but you liked this about him, how he was so caring to everyone.

“yeah… um, thanks. again…” you responded.

“uh, actually can i talk to you for a minute?”

…what could he talk to you about? he rarely approached you, you rarely did the same.

…

did he just realize your feelings for him? who could have told him? you were sure you kept it in the depths of your lonely heart, no one could ever bring it out of you.

no, no way someone could deduct that from one conversation, and one moment together.

but kaedehara kazuha was not just ‘someone’.

“yeah.” you breathed out and you felt the urge to put a hand on your forehead, you regretted it.

‘this is why i shouldn’t let alcohol get in my system, it always decides for me.’ you think as you shuffled to his own room, right behind him. your footsteps were quiet, you had your hands behind your back. all while your heart is still uncontrollably beating, you could die of cardiac arrest any minute now.

his room didn’t really surprise you. the way his things were properly organized, a few plants hanging here and there, and the bed in the middle that looked so soft that all you need right now is to lay on it and sleep. overall, kazuha’s room is just like him.

“so… what did you want to talk to me about?” you looked up at him and you saw him grinning to himself, like an idiot. you had to suppress a giggle bubbling up. he was just so cute.

“i’ve asked myself so many questions in life, but none of them were ‘have i fallen in love?’” kazuha pondered, a hand on his waist.

you were dumbfounded. what the hell was he trying to tell you?

“so, i…” he walked clumsily towards you.

and the ship swayed a little too hard.

you bumped to a wall behind you, the wood digging into your back and it hurt.

you managed to recover from the painful impact, you failed to realize kazuha so near to you.

his face was illuminated by the dim moonlight seeping into the small windows of the confines of his room. his eyes were so brightly lit, red, and almost blinding. he was looking straight into your eyes.

you didn’t know what to do.

“i tested myself,” kazuha continued, and you’re left with no choice but to listen to every word he had to say.

“i realized that i have, actually, fallen in love.” your eyes widened once he finished, kazuha’s eyes fell to your lips and you prepared yourself.

he smashed his own to yours. it was messy, sloppy. but the passion was present in it.

kazuha grips your waist, eager to deepen the kiss.

you lightly push him off you, trying to tell him you need air and you both separate. panting so hard, your breaths are fanning each other’s faces.

“hah,” you breathe out.

“you’re so pretty.” kazuha tells you, while brushing the hair out of your face. he caresses you lovingly, it’s almost painful. how could someone like him possibly fall in love with you? you’re surely lucky.

“let’s sleep.” you said, too flustered to respond to his compliment.

“mmm,” kazuha nodded and reached for a blanket to warm the two of you.

[aroui]

Good morning/afternoon/evening/night

I saw that your request were open I was wondering if I could request Valkyrie and Undead (if you don't mind writing for two units)with a Gender Neutral significant other that's like Kanade from Project Sekai?

Ty for seeing this.

valkyrie’s shu itsuki and mika kagehira with a gender neutral s/o like kanade yoisaki from project sekai

author note: hello! thank you so much for requesting, i appreciate it. although, i wasn’t able to do undead because i’m not used to making long works yet but i hope this is alright!

warnings: light angst on shu’s part, not proofread

- mika would honestly wonder how you even got into the producer course, you weren’t athletic and he is concerned if you slept enough hours.

- you overwork yourself, mika noticed that. but you do it out of kindness for every unit, mika also notes.

- on one sunny morning, while you were conversing with him about scheduling valkyrie’s practice, he pointed at your eyes.

- you felt insecure after you realized he was probably pointing out your darkening eye bags.

- but he nonchalantly shows you a boyish grin, “producer, ya should sleep more and stop overworking, ya understand?”

- you meekly nodded and replied, “sorry, um,”

- “do ya need someone to help ya get a good sleep? if so, i could do the job!” he finished and you perked up at his offer.

- his cheeks were starting to heat up, “i’d sing ya a lullaby while you lay your head on my lap…” mika quietly says, but it was loud enough for you to hear.

- “yeah, i’d love that. i really owe you one, mika!” you pat his head and gave him a warm smile of your own.

- every day, before coming to valkyrie’s practice room, you always dreaded shu lecturing you for coming in without another night of “beauty sleep.”

- you knew shu was uptight when it comes to his health or schedule, and since you produce for valkyrie, you also understand why he wanted you to take care of yourself more.

- “what is the point of becoming a producer when you’re just gonna stay up all night, overworking yourself?” shu says as he brushes your hair.

- “you need to look more presentable.” he said.

- “you’re producing for valkyrie, i can’t ruin our reputation.” he said

- but you knew it was so much more than that.

- he won’t tell you, and he probably never would. but, deep down, shu just doesn’t want you to feel distressed especially when being a producer is already hectic work.

- he knows more than anyone what being troubled feels like, when no one else is by your side to understand you or help you.

- even if he communicates with harsh words and actions, it’s all out of his good-natured heart.

[aroui]

i write for: genshin impact, project sekai, ensemble stars, dislyte

i write: character x reader, character x character

other things i can also write for: fem!reader, gender neutral!reader, wlw

anything else i write for: fluff, hurt, comfort, angst, suggestive, anything along those tropes

will not write for: nsfw, anything i am uncomfortable with

inbox: temporarily open until the next school year starts for me

[aroui]

faint

kurone hitsugi’s energy is too much! you can’t handle it and you feel like you’re about to faint!

you don’t know when, you don’t know where, you’ve just suddenly realized your heart had started beating for him.

he was odd, the way he talks, the way he does anything, but maybe it’s his determination to stay in the producer course is what made you like him.

you’ve talked to anzu about this topic, as well as arashi, they were both open about their opinions and were careful with their words.

anzu said ‘talk to him more’, she said in a gleeful tone and a bright face. arashi nodded and clapped her hands together.

you reluctantly agreed.

it was your first mistake.

now, every time you pass by hitsugi, all that rings in your head is anzu’s voice repeatedly saying the four words you now dread. you’re too nervous and you’re afraid he’d notice the way you stiffened when you’re in his vicinity.

it doesn’t help at all whenever he was the one assigned to you during a rehearsal for a dance of one of your songs. he’d focus on your moves, readjust your limbs to get your body into the right pose.

every second that his breath was felt on your neck, more and more goosebumps on your skin were starting to form. he put your hair on your back and steadied both of your shoulders.

he took two steps backwards and he had both of his hands on his waist, as if admiring a work of art. you give him an awkward smile.

“onee-chan,” he furrows his eyebrows.

you ignore the sudden fast beating of your heart.

your arms fell limp at your side, fiddling with the hem of your skirt, and he continues, “don’t smile like that.”

you still haven’t looked at him.

…

but you decide to look up, and he’s close, way too close to your liking. the back of your neck feels sweaty and hot, your eyes are wide.

but he holds you in place. he puts his hand on the small of your back, then intertwines his fingers with yours using his other one, “smile like this!”

he shows you a smile way too bright that you start to think hitsugi was more fit to be an idol than you do.

[aroui]

idea for (maybe) an upcoming work

kurone hitsugi and you, who is in the idol course. hitsugi pays so much attention on your performance and everytime you’re under his gaze, you feel like you’re gonna explode. but he reassures you, so it’s fine. he tells you in a cheerful voice, all while holding both of your hands tightly, “hey, it’s ok! you don’t have to be shy around me, onee-chan!” and that endearment doesn’t calm the erratic beating of your heart.

kurone hitsugi who is great at helping you with your dancing practices, his touches sending an electric shock straight to your heart and, oh, you may or may not have fallen too hard to him.

[aroui]

unwinding

stressed after doing so much things in school? don’t worry, tsukasa tenma is there for you to brighten your day as a future star

oh, you were really spiraling into madness.

your school decided it was a great time to give so many group projects and activities while you were so close to losing your mind.

you couldn’t sleep unless the pressure was off your back, a dark aura seemingly surrounded you, and you were too tired to be able to take care of anything else including yourself. all you could think of was what you had to do for passing grades.

you pushed yourself to cooperate in groups just for the sake of passing school to achieve your lifelong dream.

your phone buzzed. a message notification showed up.

“hi, let’s start the activity?”

…the cycle went on for almost two weeks.

your hands were getting more calloused, ink and graphite stains on your hand from writing so much, and your eyes were focused for so many hours on your computer.

you knew your family was getting worried, they kept on telling you to come out of your room to spend time with them and maybe get your mind off stress.

all you said was that you’d do it later.

…

it’s done.

the mountain of activities you had the past two weeks are gone.

your mind is at peace and you felt so free.

you quickly took your phone, posed with a peace sign, and sent the selfie to tsukasa.

“hi, i’m done with school !! :] do you want to hang out tomorrow?” you typed in and sent it.

you were surprised he read your message quickly, with the reply, “yes, yeah! i’ve been waiting for this moment!”

huh?

you pondered.

oh well. it was probably his antics again.

you think.

the next day arrives too fast to your liking, but you were too ecstatic about spending time with tsukasa.

you were practically jumping on your bed, your family members shouting at you to keep it down.

you went to the bathroom to take a quick bath and wore loose pants and a loose shirt after you got out. you neared your vanity to reach for a necklace with a star, you liked to think back to that day when tsukasa told you he bought it for you so you could remember him as a star.

it never failed to make your heart beat faster, your smile a little giddier, and your stomach filling up with butterflies.

you get to your door and turned the knob, sprinting down the stairs and bidding your family goodbye.

“have fun with your soon-to-be boyfriend!”

you furrowed your eyebrows and you felt your face warming up.

“he’s not going to be my boyfriend.”

before you fully close the door, another one says, “well, maybe a soon-to-be husband?”

you roll your eyes and just went on your way to tsukasa’s house.

by the time you arrive, the rain had started pouring down. the sky was gloomy and you weren’t sure if you were coming home soaked to the bone. it was your fault for not looking at the weather forecast, too excited to think about meeting tsukasa after weeks of being tired.

you knock at their door and was met with saki.

you throw up a peace sign, “yo! is your brother home?”

“[name]!” saki’s face brightens and gives you a hug that is a little too tight.

tsukasa sees you while he’s behind his sister and you meet his gaze, he was quick to separate you and his sister. giving you time to breathe before you thank him and give him a hug of his own, he stiffens but reciprocates your greeting as well and you hope your heartbeat won’t reach his ears.

he coughs into his hand, eyes closed, “shall we go to my room?” he softly asks.

saki just watches the whole interaction between you and her brother before giving you a wink while the two of you are trodding towards tsukasa’s bedroom

you raise one of your eyebrows before silently thinking, ‘what is exactly happening?’

his room was the same as it always was since you were both young. the posters of people he looks up to are still hanging up on his wall, bright decorations on his desk and the colorful sheets of his bed.

you sat one edge of his bed while tsukasa seems like he was looking for something, he kept going through his drawers and even checked under almost everything inside his room.

“um, what are you looking for?” you thought maybe you could help him look for it since it looked like it was something important for him.

“nothing in particular,” he shrugs, “what do you wanna do?” tsukasa now sits beside you, both of your arms brushing against each other and you resisted the urge to hold his hand or lay your head on his shoulder.

“i just wanna,” you yawn and stretch your legs, “unwind after, like, a handful and stressful week.”

with this, your head finally falls on tsukasa’s shoulder. he stiffened at your touch once again but relaxes and reaches for your hand to intertwine it with his.

“you know,”

he’s silent, carefully listening to your words.

“i really like spending time with you. i wish we could stay like this forever.”

you could hear his breathing become a little bit shaky. a few minutes pass before he could come up with an answer of his own.

“me too. i’m really happy i have you.”

you decide to tease him at the heat of the moment and lay your head on his lap instead. you look up into his eyes with a mischievous gaze while he’s looking down at you, probably confused as to what you had done.

“wha-?”

he was cut off by your lips smashing softly onto his. although your head was slightly lifted and your neck quickly got tired so you lied back down onto his lap, raggedly breathing.

both of your faces were so flushed, lovesick gazes locked to each other’s eyes. tsukasa seemed so shocked that he had to put the back of his hand on his mouth to let the moment sink in.

you giggle and cup his face with both of your hands.

“i love you, tsukasa.” you whisper just loud enough for him to hear.

tsukasa initiates another kiss. you practically melt at his touch and you squish his cheeks and you could feel him furrow his brows.

tsukasa kisses you harder until you had to punch his chest to tell him you also needed oxygen to breathe and live.

you’d gladly die for his kisses and you’re sure he’d do the same for you.

…

you end up spending the night at his house, the two of you entangled under the warm blanket. having sweet dreams about each other.

probably.

[aroui]

a bed isn’t the only place to sleep (sometimes it’s beside you)

jacob swears he’ll never disclose to anyone the spot he has for himself to get a good, peaceful sleep. …or would he?

“he just disappears from time to time.” leon tells you with his hand on his chin.

“yeah! it gets so annoying because it’s almost like he’s fleeing from his duties as a shadow decree member.” freddy grumbles and crosses his arms on his chest.

“you mean the ‘duties’ you give him?” you stress the word as you narrow your eyes at him.

“ha?!” freddy taunts as leon simply raises one of his eyebrows. “are you siding with him?” the fenrir stomps to you, attempting to intimidate you with his large build.

“if you think you could make me cower, you’re wrong.” you show him a smug smirk and cross your arms as well.

“[name].”

you quickly look at the source of the voice, your eyes widening upon seeing jacob standing by the door. the jormungand lazily approaches the conundrum between you and freddy.

although he was probably too slow as you already sprinted towards him and tackled him in a really tight hug.

“i missed you!” you press your cheek on his affectionately and give him a peck.

unbeknownst to you, jacob’s heart warms at the words and actions despite the hard floor hitting his back.

“where have you been?” you softly whisper into his ear.

he quickly realizes this was all a trap and your efforts were made futile once he shakes his head, failing once again to get the answer out of him. you pucker your lips and you stare into his eyes, obviously begging him to just tell you his secret place already.

“get a fucking room.” freddy angrily grumbles at the public display of affection, and that fact you both were doing something so “scandalous” and with no shame!

“oh, we will. once jacob tells me where he always sleeps.” said boy blushes at the innuendo, and quickly shakes his head to remove all the thoughts that formed in his head.

“let’s go back, we have a new mission.” leon quickly alerts all of you in the room, everyone else organizes themselves as to not look disheveled even though you were sure that after this, you’re all coming home with more blood in your hands.

…

“jacob, while they’re away, why don’t you- hey!” jacob now has his back against you. even though he was an adult, he definitely never grew out of his childish behavior.

your attempts on learning his top secret never ceased. at this point, he was sure that even though you were at the brink of death, you’d still ask him about it.

when a new member of the shadow decree joined your friend group, you were more than happy to tour him around the base. you’ve learned his name was tang yun, and you grew quite close with him regardless of his distant and quiet nature. he reminded you a lot of jacob.

your closeness with the six-eared macaque didn’t go unnoticed by him. he was always watching afar, scoffing here and there every time he saw you get giddy at something tang yun said. he bets he’d be able to to make you smile even wider, just for him.

he couldn’t sleep with you plaguing his mind, everything was now about you. it probably had something to do with tang yun, but the thought of that new member makes him shiver even though he was already used by the cold winds of the night.

it’s been days since you asked about his secret, almost like you had forgotten about your bond with him already and his chest suddenly felt heavy. he didn’t know why he felt so sick for every scenario he envisioned with you spending time with tang yun.

countless sleepless nights had passed.

he awoke to your form peacefully sleeping beside him in his bed.

“shit.” he quietly muttered, putting a hand to his mouth to avoid more profanities from coming out. red hues painting his face, he slowly sits up and tries to recall the night before.

…

way past midnight, tang yun had been talking to you about his problems as an esper and you were very willing to lend a hand.

this fueled jacob’s frustration and impulsively reacted. in which he ended up dragging you to his room rather harshly.

he slowly lays you down on his bed, making sure you were comfortable with the position.

jacob was on top of you, his leg between yours. his hands were gripping yours, although not too tight to be able to hurt you. he wouldn’t ever want to do that, whether intentionally or on purpose.

“jacob…? um, what brought this on?” you look up at him with your eyes slowly turning glassy.

“i… don’t want you to be near him…” he looks away, a blush creeping up onto his face.

your heart skipped a beat.

jacob adjusts your position so he’d be able to wrap his arms around your form. he sits you up and plops you on his lap, making you circle your legs around his waist. he rests his head on your chest.

“i’m sorry, i was jealous.” he mutters, but now his words were clearer than before.

“it’s alright, jacob. i actually…” your palms reach for his cheeks and you rub away the tears that have formed. looks like he was actually more worried about losing you than you expected him to.

“like you, too.” you peck his nose.

next, both of his cheeks.

his forehead.

now, you kiss his lips.

you could feel him smile and you kiss him a little harder.

around two minutes pass and you were both practically heaving for air.

“fuck, that was intense.” he breathed out as he lays down on the bed, you did the same.

after retrieving enough air, the two of you cuddle each other under the warm sheets, limbs intertwining with each other. the two of you quietly decided he’d be the big spoon and you were the little spoon.

this wasn’t what he thought of when he planned to finally tell you about his room, but he wasn’t complaining.

[aroui]

your soft hands

you couldn’t resist touching heizou’s beauty marks under his eyes.

heizou’s face was really close to yours, you hoped your pounding heartbeat wouldn’t reach his ears.

“what, why do you look flustered?” he teased.

right, today was supposed to be the day you were going to tell heizou your secret.

the day was sunny, no signs of rain were showing up in the bright, blue sky.

you had invited him to komore teahouse to inform him about something.

before inviting him, you asked for permission from thoma and ayaka to let you use the teahouse with a friend to discuss about ‘some stuff’.

so much preparation for something so small.

your hands were gripping his shoulders, almost threatening to rip the fabric all apart before you had settled on grabbing onto his back.

you couldn’t help it! you were making distance but heizou just kept on leaning towards you. eventually, he was hovering above you and the proximity of your warm bodies were melting your brain.

“i… i just wanted to ask you something?” you asked, voice breaking under the pressure of heizou’s piercing gaze.

“ask away.” he pinched your cheeks and you pouted.

…

…

“hm…?” he hummed, although it was probably a question towards you.

“sorry, sorry, um…” you closed your eyes, preparing yourself for the embarrassment you’ll get.

“can i touch your moles?”

it was now heizou’s turn to become flustered.

“what? i mean, why? sure? but-”

his answer was all you needed, and you were sure he wasn’t going to turn you down on your offer.

after all, people barely paid attention to his beauty marks. but you had found it so captivating- he was captivating.

from his green eyes to his soft-looking lips, you found that your gaze seemed to linger on his face a second longer than needed.

your hands cupped his face and your thumbs quickly found themselves rubbing circles on the spot where his moles were.

his face was now really, really red.

“[name]?!” he was visibly tense, his knees were growing weak and he thinks his body could collapse on top of yours anytime soon.

“mhm?” you looked into his eyes, you noticed how soft it looked at that moment. it was full of ecstasy and happiness, like this whole interaction was all he needed in his whole life.

it was yours as well. to be able to be so close to the person you had confided in, to the person you established both platonic and romantic feelings to.

you stayed in the same position for ten minutes until both of you were too tired and took a nap together.

…

thoma walked on your sleeping figures while he was cleaning up in the teahouse and had to wake you and heizou up.

“c’mon, lovebirds. sleep somewhere else.”

you snapped your eyes open and looked at heizou who, surprisingly, was also looking at you.

“lovebirds?!”

[aroui]

thinking about adeuce totally smitten with you! now i don’t know much about nrc and their classes but i think both of them would actually try hard to impress you with their magic, even the staff are taken aback to see just how much potential you could pull out of the both of them!

Everybody in Night Raven College knows Ace Trappola was never one to make any potion without any flaws, in fact, he had never even made a proper potion! The red-headed was too careless and reckless, so he just ends up grabbing whatever he felt like should be used in making it.

Imagine everyone’s surprise once Divus Crewel comes to criticize said boy’s potion. Divus’s eyes widened at how well Ace casually showed him the outcome of what he had made.

Deuce, who was sitting just next to Ace, looked like he had seen a ghost.

While he was too stunned to even move a muscle, you decided to peak over just in time to see what Ace had made, and gave him a thumbs up.

Unbeknownst to you, both students are now determined to catch your attention by doing well in each of every class they have.

The staff are currently taking notes on their behavior towards you…

[aroui]

Caress

Ningguang was having a rough day while doing business. Good thing you're always by her side just when she needs you most.

The Jade Palace was overflowing with papers, ones that consisted of schedules for meetings, meetings that consisted of businesses, and businesses that comes with dealing with so much stress.

Ningguang wasn't able to handle all of these by herself, and you, being her lover, meant you also had to take care of her (and other matters).

"Love, are you alright?" You asked Ningguang while placing a hand on her back, to release a bit of tension in her muscles as she slumped down on her desk and sighed heavily.

"Truthfully, I am not doing well. I don't think I'll be able to sleep even after I've finished what's currently on my desk." Ningguang sighed for the umpteenth time.

You reached for a chair in the vicinuty of the room and placed it next to hers for you to sit on, "...Can I be of any help, dear?" Your brows slightly furrowed as you look into her eyes.

"Uh, yeah, sure. Could you reach that book on top of the shelf?" Ningguang pointed at her left and you immediately obeyed, as if you weren't a lover, but a secretary of hers.

For Ningguang, you were everything she could ask for. You tried your best to be enough for her and Ningguang won't let your acts of service go in vain and always rewarded you in multiple ways.

Ningguang's gaze wasn't left unnoticed by you. You could see she wanted to finish this as fast as she can so she could spend her time with you. Although it looked like it won't be happening anytime soon.

You closed your eyes and sighed. Wanting nothing more but to spend time with your girlfriend.

With what seemed like forever, Ningguang's secretaries were back from business.

"Lady Ningguang, we all thank you for taking care of other things, we'll be completing those paperworks now. You may rest."

Ningguang smiled upon hearing the news, she stood up and took your hand to lead you both in the bedroom.

You were so giddy that you quickly put your arms around her waist as soon as the door was closed.

Ningguang's cheeks reddened at your action and you both made your way on her king-sized bed.

You both lied down and looked lovingly at each other, you were lost in Ningguang's ruby-colored eyes, as she was lost in yours.

You entangled your legs with hers, your grip on her waist not loosening.

Ningguang closed her eyes and sighed, but not out of exhaustion, but out of happiness.

You removed your right arm and reached for her cheek, planting a loving kiss to it.

You were both in your own world, alone, and no one was able to pull you both out from it.

Or maybe your world, as you defined it, was Ningguang?

And Ningguang's world? It's you. Ever since she first met you, she knew you were both destined for each other.

"I love you, Ningguang." You kissed her again, and drifted off to sleep.

"I love you so much." Ningguang said after.

You both were lost in your world but both knew they'd always find each other again.