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alwayscorvus · 16 days ago

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hi hi!! bit of an unorthodox request, but if youre willing, would you be interested in writing a wuthering waves lumi fic with a fractsidus!reader whos infiltrating her delivery team? also not directly related, but i wanted to say the writing focus of your blog being generally top vibes male reader fics was very fun and i love it, its a rarely seen take you do well :))

Recipe for betrayal

malereader x Lumi, fluff;

damn, i love this idea so much. tbh i never paid too much attention to lumi but this combination... i had so much fun writing this! and ooooo thank you for the appreciation, it's nice to know that I'm doing fine job in filling the gap in this topic, at least a litlle bit

There was this little thing that you were constantly watching. Running from here to there. Small, grayish, extremely lively. Flashing in your eyes. Almost giving you a migraine. Leaving behind not much more than a pile of dust and pink trails.

While you were basking in the sunshine, sitting on the soft grass with one leg straight and other bent, supporting your arm, your total opposite was working her tail off.

She - far below, on the spreading plains. You - high up, on top of a lonely cliff.

You looked down on her but also with a little amusement. This little dot, not much different from a fearful mouse buzzing in the shadows of someone else's pantry, dashed from one town to another. Although she always carried all sorts of packages, they never slowed her down. Little creature continued to rush as if something was chasing her. Sometimes your eyes even found it difficult to capture the outline of her figure. Like a foggy flash she appeared and disappeared. Sometimes lost, looking around from side to side, as if she had forgotten something. Sometimes clumsy, almost dropping her cargo, but saving it at the last moment. But always absorbed in her work. From dawn to night. She was the one with whom you said goodbye to old days and hello to new ones.

Sometimes you even felt like climbing down to her. To block her way. To ask where such a little creature was in that much of a hurry. Tease her. Mock her. Entertain yourself at her expense. Watch her become annoyed. Wrinkle her nose. She had to do it, she had to react this way.

After all, in your eyes she was nothing more than a filmsy rodent.

Stupidly chasing after a piece of cheese. Waiting for someone to catch her in their trap.

-[M/N] - someone finally interrupted your observations.

You turned your back and saw one of fractsidus agent, whose name you didn't really know. He always refused to share it.

You turned back and murmured as a sign of listening. Little toy was gone.

-Why do you always sit here? -he asked, probably a little frustrated by your indifference.

But you didn't plan to answer him. It was none of his business. This little thing was only for you to play with. Even though you never really planned to face her. Even though you didn't have the courage to disturb her lifestyle.

Others had even less right to do so.

You were the only one who could know of her existence.

That's why you always came here alone. Here where the central view of all trade routes extended. Here where the green valley resembled a huge cage for a rodent, with a dozen toys and obstacles to overcome.

You thought several times about changing your favorite hiding place, designed for silence and rest. Especially at the beginning, when pounding of feet in the distance and the sound of frightened birds taking flight annoyed you greatly. But you were here first. This was your place. She was the intruder. She was the one who should disappear.

Over time however, you got used to it. So did deers and hares. Eventually, instead of running away at the sight of an oncoming threat, they began to watch with curiosity. While chewing fresh grass in slow movements. As if they were wondering, where is she heading this time?

Your companion let out a voice of annoyance. He probably didn't tolerate insubordination. Neither did you. You always obeyed them. You didn't think twice, you immediately followed orders. But now… now you really wanted to see her run again. See if she could manage to get back in time.

Birds were flying low, and clouds piled up unfriendly in the sky, foretelling a real downpour…

Of course, you weren't worried about the little pest. You just wanted to see her fur get wet. Have a little laugh…

-There is a new task to perform

At these words however, you couldn't help but react.

You rose quickly to your feet and shook off the remains of the dirt. Obediently following the man.

-My name is Lumi and I will be your new leader! You are [M/N], right?

A cheerful and energetic voice rang in your ears. Just what you imagined. Like a carefree person who doesn't know the hardships of life. Oh, how wrong you were back then.

Her appearance however…. Her appearance-

No. Definitely no. This is not how you imagined her. That means… she was petite. You towered over her and easily outgrew her by a head. She could melt in your embrace… And at the same time she was pretty adorable, almost overly sweet. Sprayed with whipped cream, topped with chocolate and covered with colorful sprinkles. A combination ideal for vomiting.

But besides that tiny face, small nose and innocent blushes, you noticed something more.

Something that didn't let you take your eyes off for long.

Whether it was something in her facial features or something in those exposed curves. Her outfit was far too perfectly fitted to her body.

You had a hard time deciding what made you think you couldn't call her ugly. Despite your greatest desire to compare her to the dirty rodent that you always thought she was. You never liked city people. They always thought of themselves as someone better than they really were. And she was one of them. Right?

You tried to shake off the mesmerizing effect.

Especially since her outstretched hand waited in the air for your reply.

With a charming smile, you shook a tiny palm. It really was small, twice the size of yours. It got lost in your fingers, yet- pleasantly tickled your chapped skin.

You reciprocated the warm greeting, forcing yourself to say a few cliché words. However, before you let her go from the claws of your grip, you squeezed her tighter. Much tighter. Something was spuring your ambition. You wanted to show her your strength. Prove that with one move you could break her in half.

You saw how in a fraction of a second, her little nose widened its nostrils and took in more air than average. How some impulse rushed through her body, speeding up her heart rate. Screaming the word “run” in the back of her head.

Like a mouse trapped at the sight of a dangerous black cat.

But Lumi shook herself off quickly. It must have been just her imagination, right? And maybe her reaction was not the result of fear but something else… Maybe a willingness to submit. Or maybe that longing look you sent her, really won her favor.

All for the sake of the mission.

She quickly slipped her hand out of your grasp and hid it behind her back. Almost casually intertwining it with the other.

-And that's Tangtang and Fulei! -she smiled broadly while introducing the rest of the lineup to you. There was not even a trace left of her earlier reaction.

You turned towards the guys. One smiled at you awkwardly, tilting his head 45° and scratching his neck persistently. Like not very bright animals, at the sight of something unfamiliar.

On the other hand, second one, with a goofy expression on his face and excessive excitement, almost threw himself on your neck. While pronouncing words, seemingly resembling something like “Welcome to our team.”

So that's the bunch of idiots that you were now supposed to work with.

Ship. A big huge ship. Something at the sight of which Tangtang and Fulei's knees trembled. While you reluctantly swallowed the gulp formed in your throat.

This didn't foreshadow anything good.

-Boys? Well, what's up? Are you guys coming!? - Lumi waved cheerfully to you, already at the top of the platform.

And you only groaned at this together.

Well, one lives once.

You emerged between the boys, patting them on the back in the meantime, which almost made them lose their balance.

-Well, gentlemen, I guess we're not going to keep the lady waiting- you announced joyfully while hiding your displeasure.

After all, you were glad to find someone weaker than you.

Your companions looked at each other seriously. They definitely didn't share your enthusiasm, let alone Lumi.

Leaning against the railing of the upper deck, you looked with boredom at the besky oceans surrounding you from all sides. Which, to tell the truth, was not the best idea, because it definitely didn't help your condition. You would have loved to throw up as soon as you boarded the ship yesterday. Get rid of all that nausea. But the satisfaction that could come from teasing the guys afterwards, about how miserable they looked, kept you at sanity. Vision of them kissing the ground and you standing right next to them. Proud, with your chest out, taking a deep breath of fresh air. Saying “so what? That wasn't so scary. Right, guys?” while they would curl up in convulsions. Yes, it was definitely too beautiful and too much fun. You couldn't miss this kind of opportunity. That's why you stuffed yourself every hour with onion brew, chasing away nausea. And with weird mint nectar, covering up the smell that scared away potential victims.

Suddenly, sparks lit up in your eyes. You piped up with curiosity and hurriedly slid down the railing. Wanting to hunt for your best prey.

Lumi. Just something about her gave you this irresistible urge to play on her nerves.

-So… little mousie…

With an amused smile, you popped out from behind her back. At this, she jumped up slightly frightened and puffed up her cheeks abruptly.

-How many times do I have to tell you that I am not a mouse!

You laughed heartily at this. She was so cute when she was upset.

That means…

Never mind.

Girl started to walk away quickly, trying to get rid of your pushy company as soon as possible. She was nice and open to everyone but you… Sometimes she couldn't stand being locked in one ship with you. She wanted to get away before you could get a glimpse of her raspberry cheeks.

You followed her with a slow step. Your hands were entwined behind your back, spine slightly hunched, and body swaying in rhythm of an silent melody. Thanks to your long legs, you easily matched Lumi's pace.

-Ah yes? And what are those ears? And that little tail- you finally asked overjoyed, not giving up.

At that, you straightened your hand and grabbed her swinging tail which was decorated with playfully flashing light at the end.

Lumi gasped.

Lamp suddenly shone with a stronger light, and after a while went out for good. In a flash, Lumi grabbed her sensitive feature and pulled it tightly to her chest, trying to hide it from your clammy hands.

She nuzzled one cheek into the sad light. Adding to this her pouty face. Lumi sensed how she had turned unpleasantly warm, how her whole face had gotten covered in high colour. Definitely not expecting something like this from you.

And you just wanted more. Little did she know that with these reactions she was only turning you on more. You bit your lip trying to control yourself. She was your “supervisor.” You should be careful with what you were doing.

However, Lumi was not worried about that. In addition to being confused by her own reaction, she also wanted to help you. In her own way. But how was she supposed to explain to you that mice were not the only rodents in this world… That there were still hamsters in this world…. Guinea pigs…. And not only that!

This problem seemed so simple yet embarrassing at the same time. Lumi wasn't sure why, but something about you was clearly very intimidating to her. And all the solutions she tried to deal with it, were failing.

Maybe if you understood, you could stop tormenting her like that… After all, you didn't do it on purpose, did you? You had no bad intentions, right?

-How do you like it in our team? Have you settled in yet?

Lumi tried to strike up a conversation on the way to her cabin. Why were you walking with her? It's not like you wanted to see her off… But at the same time you couldn't part ways with her. You talked to each other so often, she wanted to teach you so much… Being with her seemed so natural to you. That's why you automatically followed her when she went to grab something warmer from her room. At that moment, you almost regretted that you were mainly wearing undershirts. you wished so badly that you could lend her your leather jacket. She would certainly look so appealing if she dipped into it… It would have to reach her mid-thighs as if not lower, and her hands would be lost all over in the lengthy sleeves.

You were responding involuntarily, without thinking. Half-focused on desired images. Though, to be real… why did you have them? Lumi… Lumi is Lumi. Why imagine her in a different form than the one you knew from your cliff?

You stopped in front of a rotted wooden door. You raised your hand above your little creature's head and, leaning slightly over her body, swung the entrance open for her. Lumi hastily slipped inside.

You looked around the room gently, and your gaze involuntarily fell on something outstanding at the background of her bed. And by this you didn't mean the colorful sheets.

-Is that... a teddybear?

Lumi's body tensed all over. She turned towards you. At first she looked at you with wide-open eyes. Like a mouse trapped in the presence of a predator.

But after a moment, as if driven by a sudden energy, she rushed towards the bed. In the blink of an eye, something gray flashed in your field of vision. Lumi stood in the same place again. Clutching the hamster plushie tightly, she straightened her hands, sliding it towards you.

-Not any teddybear! That's my plushie! -she exclaimed proudly, fighting for her friend's good name.

You threw her a meaningful look and raised your eyebrows highly. As usually, you crossed your arms over the chest and leaned with one side against the door frame.

-Oh yeah. That definitely sounds better.

Lumi's confidence seemed to suddenly fade. Her shoulders slumped down. And a fine blush crept onto her face.

Cute.

You quickly shook your head, dismissing absurd thoughts.

It was already a lunch time. Whole crew dined together at a long wooden table under the deck. Loud chants, swaying from side to side, munching large portions of pork loin and absorbing excessive amounts of alcohol. Perfect time for a little “spying.”

Just kidding. You knew where you could find what you were interested in for quite some time. You took a good look at the routine of everyone on the ship. Analyzed which places they pay the most attention to. Which doors they never forget to close. And so you found yourself in a rather obvious place, which was the captain's cabin.

You slipped out after the first meal, when your companions were busy with heated gossip from the last mooring. With pretext of going to the bathroom. Not that anyone paid attention to you and asked where you were going.

On your way, you reached into the back pocket of your pants, where you kept the wire you had tested earlier. Although your steps were quick, the very movements of your hands showed great composure. You efficiently molded the wire into the shape from the night before.

When you inserted it into the lock and twisted, you heard a click and the satisfying sound of the hinges letting go.

Your experience had not failed you. You looked around to the side. There was no one around. You slipped inside and headed towards the bookcase and the drawer at which Lumi was suspiciously often around. Here you had to spend a few extra minutes and use the new wire.

As you expected, you found what you were looking for. All the necessary documents. If you add your observations and what you heard, you have a full package.

You photographed everything and put it back on the pile in the exact same order.

When you closed the drawer you were accompanied with hesitation.

You were tormented by some strange feeling. But you couldn't quite define it. You had never experienced something like this before. Like a burning sensation in your chest. Something taking control of your body and slowing your movements. Some kind of sorrowness and reluctance, replacing your usual pride and confidence. A quiet little voice in the back of your head, saying Lumi's name. What will her reaction be when she finds out? How will her eyes change? What will she say to you? Will she burst out? Yell? Will she even utter a word?

But she won't find out.

Besides. Even if. By that time you'll long since be in another city with your own team. Yeah…. your team…

You were sitting together on the cliff, where you made a short stop after completing deliveries. You no longer remembered why you actually set off on your journey together. Lumi probably wanted you to gain some experience from her. And you, on the other hand, most likely wanted to seize the opportunity to gather additional information.

Lumi was lying on her stomach, kicking her legs in the air. She supported her head with one bent hand, while the other drew patterns on the grass. With dreamy eyes, she was talking eagerly about something. You didn't even know what she was joking about. You just focused on her melodious voice. It gave you such a pleasure… It drowned out the silence that had been with you all your life.

You involuntarily smiled while admiring her facial features. Those lovely, plump cheeks with arousing pink tint. Tiny, playfully wrinkling nose. Tempting lips with corners always raised. And those big eyes with mesmerizing rose glimmer…

A smile just had to pop out onto your face. And along with it, the pain in your jaw. As if you had strained a long-unused muscle.

You felt that strange sensation again. Odd thoughts came over you. Once again, their keyword was Lumi. What will she think of you if she finds out? Will she be disappointed?

No. After all, she could't be disappointed when she had no expectations towards you.

No one ever had. No one thought you could achive anything more. No one saw your potential. You didn't deserve to go to school. Or to take any kind of job. You couldn't hope to start a family. People looked down on you. They didn't trust you. A boy in torn clothes. Wandering around the dark streets. Probably involved in some sort of dark scam. An outcast.

Only fractsidus took you in. With each new theft you became more important. With each new fight you won, you climbed higher in the ranks. They looked up to you thanks to your reliable strategies and original plans. Elders even allowed you to sit at their campfire during dinners. They knew you would do any dirty work they entrusted to you. Even the hardest one. And you'd come out of it unharmed. Returning to camp with a blank stare. Without any feelings.

You couldn't let them down.

Sun had already set, and the cold air was rushing you to get home as soon as possible. Again you walked her back. Again you said goodbye to the day with her.

Would you greet it with her again tomorrow?

You shook your head to chase this thought away from you as quickly as possible. It's not that this was your last night. It's not that you had already gathered all the evidence you needed…

You stopped. Lumi smiled broadly in your direction. “Will you come in?”

You couldn't say no to her. Though you weren't certain why. You had already made sure that she had arrived safely and that there was no one suspicious hanging around.

Girl's house seemed… empty. True, it had a lot of souvenirs in it, junk from various places, postcards from some village and strange paintings of mountains. But the thin layer of dust on the shelves suggested it had been a while since anyone stepped in for a longer period of time.

Lumi left you alone for a moment and rushed up to the top of the creaky old staircase. You couldn't miss such an opportunity. After all, it might have been one of your last. And you had to do your mission well.

Maybe-… Maybe if you found something…. Maybe-…. Maybe a little blackmail? So that she could not escape from you.

You passed the wooden wall that contained decorations and separated hallway from the living room. You didn't know where to start, but knowing Lumi you had little time.

You looked around the bookcase. Reached into the cabinets and most potential hiding places. Then you focused on the coffee table. Maybe in a hurry and her natural gullibility she forgot to hide something. After all, she wasn't expecting visitors. And you both had only recently returned back to town.

As you moved the papers you heard an unusual rustle. You turned around rapidly. And behind your back you saw a startled Lumi, with her mouth slightly open.

Fuck.

You looked at the table again. Searching for rescue in the panick. You couldn't let yourself be exposed. Not now. Not ever.

Yes!

Confident and with an amused smile, you grabbed the photo frame, standing calmly right next to the cup full of dried grounds.

-This is what baby mice look like after birth? No fur, just skin and folds?

Lumi puffed up her cheeks, turned her mouth into a grimace, wrinkled her nose and forehead. Not to mention her classic skin color change. From porcelain to…. well, this time strawberry. Not embarrassed, more irritated. Though you knew she wasn't serious. She also liked how you teased her.

-Put. That. Down.

You laughed and raised your free hand in a defensive gesture.

-Okay okay, dear Jue, you don't have to be so uptight.

When the edge of the frame tapped against the wooden surface again, girl immediately calmed down and returned to her normal cheerful state. However, this didn't change the fact that she persistently began to push you out of the apartment. As if in embarrassment, she wanted to hide from you as soon as possible. And also she was not planning to give you more room for jokes. She probably preferred to end this evening in peaceful spirits. Especially since she enjoyed your shared stop in the meadow so much.

-That's for you - she said in the doorway when you were already outside.

Only now did you notice the metal box that she was holding. You gently took it from her. As if afraid that you might break something handed by her.

-I'm only learning… -she began shyly- To tell you the truth, this is just my very first batch! But apparently they say that this cookie recipe cannot be spoiled! And I remember how much you liked snacks from the bakery in Hongzhen. As if you had never eaten them before! -she joked with fascination. And you looked at her with eyes wide open. Not actually knowing what to do with yourself.

She cared-

-Soooo-…. see you tomorrow! -she suddenly threw out, embarrassed by her sudden boldness.

Before door slammed in front of you with a bang, you felt the gentle touch of plumpy lips on your cheek.

You were not granted with one more glimpse of her raspberry cheeks. Nor with the swishy tail.

-Yeah… see you…

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alwayscorvus · 1 month ago

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Not me, catching up with wuwa, doing Cantarella's story, suddenly falling in love and being motivated to finish old requests

Literally Queen:

Ps. I finished Lumi request. It's more than half as long as my standard works… Only translating left. Which tbh is the worst part… But I'll try to wrap it up at the beginning of this week because I'd like to finally move on to the Brant request and take care of the other things that are on my mind

Have a great day!

#cantarella #lumi #brant #cantarella x reader #cantarella wuwa #wuthering waves #lumi x reader #cantarella wuthering waves

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alwayscorvus · 1 month ago

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In the middle of writing a lumi request! But I have already counted half of my standard length and I don't have most of the scenes I would like to include… I definitely need to speed up and shorten some things [*]

#lumi #lumi x reader #wuthering waves

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alwayscorvus · 2 months ago

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( congratulations on no hiatus!! hope you have all the time in the world to do what you like and write more :D)

may i request yet another werewolf!yuanwu please,,,, i am. Starved and Famished™ for yuanwu content,,, n. need. blue husband content.

perhaps a domestic married life with werewolf!yuanwu? i am. interested and piqued to see what you might write. and i just need more yuanwu but furry and animalistic content ( no pressure, of course. take your time!)

Yuanwu as werewolf husband

malereader x werewolf!Yuanwu, fluff;

Ik that it's not a one long story, just a bunch of scenarios, but I wanted to use the style from my Blade posts and by doing so I could also include a lot more scenes/activities/habits. Maybe Yuanwu is a little bit too submissive in this and by that a lil out of character but... idk it just happened Dw your next request is going to be full a story!

And thank you for your wishes and for the req, im always happy to write for u!

When he gets back from work:

Late at night, while you are sitting on the couch watching some cliche tv show, you hear jiggling of the key. You quickly turn your head, aiming your gaze at the door where the noise is coming from. Without much thinking, you toss remote aside, get up and head towards hallway. Before you manage to reach your destination, you notice how wooden door begins to slowly swing open, revealing figure of a hunched Yuanwu. Tired after a full week of hard work, he laboriously slides inside. Shuffling his feet on the ground. Unaware of your presence, he slowly moves closer towards you. He slides off his shoes in a rush, and clumsily tosses his keys onto a small dresser. But they don't make it into a basket. They fall on the floor with a clash, like his bag for change of clothes.

You can hear quiet growls. Yuanwu stops at the distance of several inches from you. He furrows his eyebrows. Too exhausted to keep in touch with reality. Emptiness rings in his head. Dazed, he lets his instincts take over. The only things that fills his mind since leaving the gym are warm sheets and your comfy embrace. He struggles to understand why his path is blocked by someone else's legs.

Finally he lifts his head up. Surprised, he gently opens his mouth and focuses his attention on you. How you stand there, in a flawless state, leaning gently against the wall, with arms crossed over your chest and soft smile under your nose.

Yuanwu starts looking at you with sparkling eyes. As if you were some kind of god. His wasted state and awaiting gaze, full of hope. Like a silent plea for help. A search for care.

Oh, how much at times like this Yuanwu longs for you to take care of him. Take all the worries from his shoulders and start to pamper him. You are the only one who can do this. After all, outside the house he has to play tough. But he definitely isn't that strong.

He turns from a reserved and distinguished man to a pouty in your hands. Like a gently giant.

Before you can manage to fully open your arms in an inviting gesture, man throws himself into your embrace. Under the weight of such a big guy, you slightly lose your balance. At the last moment, you push yourself up with one leg to keep you both from falling on your back.

In your grasp, Yuanwu can finally breathe a sigh of relief. You are his home, through which he can rest. You are the one that makes him feel safe, not judged.

Man snuggles tighter into the crook of your neck, gently savoring your scent. Jasmine fragrance of shampoo starts to drug his senses. But not enough to keep him from feeling guilty. He bites his lower lip bitterly. How can you be so perfect. Well rested, freshly showered, dressed in new pajamas. He feels ashamed standing next to you like this. Worn down after a full day of work at the gym, drenched in sweat.

But you, as lovely as you are, don't care about this at all…

Scratching:

Your habit after every bad day at Yuanwu's job. When trained teenagers give him a hard time, or when, after an unexpected win, betting causes a stir among audience. You sit down on the edge of your worn-out couch, while Yuanwu lies down next to you, taking the remaining space. Wrapped in a blanket, he places his head on your thighs. Treating your lap as the best pillow.

You sink your hands into his slightly graying hair and with slow movements begin to massage his scalp. By doing so, you provoke a pleasant purrs from your man. Yuanwu can feel how tense veins on his forehead slowly begin to relax and throbbing gradualy fades away.

Man closes his eyes, completely uninterested with news that you've started to watch since you became married. He slowly drifts off into the land of sleep. But it doesn't really weaken his senses. As soon as he feels your movements begin to slacken, he immediately starts squirming and raising his head slightly in search of your touch. He doesn't stop growling till you return to work. He can't sleep without this lulling stroking.

When his transformation is incomplete:

Some full moons are more challenging than the others. Yuanwu doesn't always manage to get rid of all his accumulated emotions. His hormones run wild. And he is just too pent up.

And this has some side effects…

After full moons like these, it's difficult for him to fully transform back. To return to “normality”. Previous transformation leaves traces behind.

Whether in the form of a fluffy tail or pointy ears.

This sight always fascinates you.

It makes you laugh when his ears perk up and turn towards the side from which an interesting sound comes. A squirrel? Mailman? Or perhaps a threat? Yuanwu definitely needs to check it out…

He makes you go soft, when he starts to wag his tail at the sight of you, without ever knowing. Or when you say something nice to him. Compliment him. Praise him for doing well. He is so proud of himself at that time! And when you show him affection? Start stroking his back or scratching behind his ears? Besides the view, there is also a loud sound of bumping against the furniture. You almost begin to fear that he will bruise his tail…

You feel playful while touching his ears. Watching his reactions… At first he is surprised. His body flinches, as if an electric shock is passing through him. He looks at you. Slightly offended with betrayal. He wants to stop you. Scold you. Order you to never do such a thing again. However, before he manages to react, it's already too late. Yuanwu melts away, and you notice how he gazes at you aroused…

When he loses control:

Sometimes full moon leaves behind other side effects. Sometimes Yuanwu has his “moods.” He acts totally out of character. He turns from a true gentleman to… a beast. He starts talk back, looks for a fight. He feels like going for someone's throat.

He has some crumbs of common sense in him and knows that he is no longer a kid. Therefore he shouldn't behave like this. That's why on such days he stays at home and doesn't show himself to the public. But it doesn't change the fact that at home there is still you. Even if you spend half your time at work, eventually moment of confrontation needs to come.

Yuanwu starts to be sarcastic, adds snarky comments to each of your actions. Bored, you try to ingorge him until he gets tired. However, this rarely works. And ignored Yuanwu gets even more annoyed. Even if, he acts mean towards you his inner wolf still craves for your attention.

He starts nudging you, pulling at your sleeve, raising his voice. He whines for you to notice him. When he gets too loud and almost spills your tea, or starts accidentally destroying your papers, you can't stand it. You make a sudden move changing your positions. You pull his jaw down and expose his neck. In a confident motion, you sink your teeth into his neck. You don't let go until he calms down. Although you are not a wolf, you know that you need to assert your position. Show dominance. Even though you're aware that Yuawnu doesn't mean it, you can't let him behave this way.

That's why you don't let go even when he tries to break free from your grasp. It's only when he starts whimpering again. But this time not with pride, but rather in defeat. That's when you let him go. Checking the state of his skin in the meantime.

Yuanwu, like a startled puppy, curls up tighter and starts cuddling into you while whining softly. He tries to please you, to humor you, take you by the pity. He feels that you are the one with power, control. That you are the strong one here, that you are the one who can defend him. Therefore, he begins to seek out for your care and favor. And he knows it won't be easy after the way he just acted. How could he? Stupid Yuanwu. Stupid, stupid, stupid. You can't stand up to the alpha...

Wounds:

You're not the only one who can bite.

Yuanwu's fangs are made for that. And they can do quite a bit of harm even if they are not fully grown.

Sometimes when he is busy with something and you touch him by surprise, he bites. Without even realizing it. As in a defensive reaction. You don't mind it, but he blames himself a lot. He makes that sad puppy face, whimpers and slowly moves towards you. Yuanwu doesn't want to spook you. Even though you are not afraid of him at all, he still treats you like a wounded animal. Though in reality, his predatory side actually makes you melt. At times like this, he gives vibe of a hyperactive puppy who does something foolish while playing around and then tucks his tail, fearing his master.

He starts licking your wound vigorously. Collecting droplets of blood along the way. His sharp teeth always pierce your skin to the point of redness, which awfully annoys him. He didn't mean to hurt you. But he tries to fix it. He doesn't stop until he's fully proud of the work he's done, and until you repeat to him for the tenth time in a row that yes, really, nothing hurts you anymore.

Similar treatment also takes place in other circumstances. When you accidentally injure yourself and Yuanwu senses this, he immediately rushes to your side. He orders you to remove your shirt or expose your hand. After this words, you already know that you are about to feel that tickling sensation of his tongue. Yuanwu insists that his saliva has disinfecting and soothing effect and that he won't leave you in this state.

When he wants to be a perfect husband:

Yuanwu rarely gets back from work earlier than you, nor does he often take on time off. He refuses to goes on any unless you order him to do so.

However, when he does manage to come home earlier, he tries his best to play the role of ideal husband and prepares to pamper you. As a way of returning the favor. He wants to take care of you, just as you take care of him.

He refreshes himself, changes into something more comfortable and puts on an apron. Which is just a little bit too tight for him… He cleans up the living room, sets up a table, places new flowers in a vase and gets down to cooking. Yuanwu decides to make something simple, but with lots of healthy vegetables.

When you come back home he greets you at the entrance. Waits for you to place a brief kiss on his lips, and seats you down at the table.

Yuanwu places a steaming bowl in front of you. He is wondering if you will enjoy it. He hopes he didn't over-salt it. But at the same time, that his soup isn't too bland. With you he always becomes so clumsy. He gets worried that made some mistake.

He takes a spot next to you and watches as you eat. When you ask about his food Yuanwu assures you that he has eaten enough while preparing the meal.

You start telling him about your day. Complaining about some troublesome customer.

Yuanwu, with a face full of understanding, nods at you and gets up from his chair. He stands behind your back and then grabs your shoulders firmly. Yuanwu starts to massage you slowly, loosening every knots.

While you are groaning in satisfaction, he leans in and starts whispering tender words into your ears. Yuanwu appreciates your efforts. Says you've done a good job. Repeats what a great husband you are. How strong and brave you are.

Working out:

You are not a fan of solutions that require violence. You prefer to handle everything with talking. However, that doesn't mean you can't learn a few moves. Just in case. Especially when your husband owns the most respected gym in whole city.

Although it''s just an excuse... Truth be told, you like to watch your partner in action. How he stays in shape despite his age. How he can still move with lightning speed. How his punches don't lose their power and still leave a loud bang afterwards.

You love to wrestle with him on the mat floor. At the evenings. When no one else is around.

Love to feel his weight on you. To watch drops of sweat trickling down his neck. And enjoy his irritated growls whenever you take control.

Afterwards, you finish it all off with a massage.

Lie down on your stomach, let your husband straddle you. Close your eyes and indulge in pleasure while Yuanwu carefully tries to relax your muscles, afraid of tomorrow's soreness.

When he is jealous:

Sometimes even a calm man with such a long life experience gets carried away by his emotions. His inner wolf takes control. Instincts begin to run wild. And sight of someone else's cherry-colored fingernails on your arm makes him see red. Yuanwu's eyes get coated in a sudden glow. His irises take a predatory shapes and start to shine in intense yellow tones.

Yuanwu spares no time when it comes to reacting. After giving a brief apology to his company, he leaves them alone and confidently heads in your direction. While doing so he isn't hot-headed, he does it with grace and majesty.

He puts his arm around you and as if by accident throws off an unwanted hand. Yuanwu gives an amused smile, almost taken by pity towards your pursuer. He introduces himself with that over-sweetened, yet naturally warm voice of his. He pretends to be surprised and with faked curiosity questions who this new companion of his husband is.

However, when she starts to introduce herself slightly confused, Yuanwu focuses his attention only on his glass, that he holds in his other hand. Unfazed by woman's titles, as if deaf to her words, he slowly stirs his champagne in a circular motion. When your admirer finally finishes, Yuanwu puts his mask back on and smiles charmingly in woman's direction. Asking politely if she won't mind if he takes his husband to the dance floor.

Without waiting for an answer, he sips down rest of his drink and hands it to the confused woman. Before you can even say goodbye, you feel yourself being pulled in the opposite direction.

Yuanwu definitely needs to cover up that sickening smell left on your body. And show who you really belong to.

Nesting:

He likes to mark his territory. To leave his scent on you. He doesn't leave visible marks, he doesn't have that audacity. He's also too old for such a puppy play. But that something inside tells him to show others what belongs to him. So he chooses the least drastic way, just to satisfy his instinct.

Situation at home, however, is quite different. Here he wants to feel safe. And for that he needs the proximity of his pack.

He needs you. Your presence.

He has sensitive senses, feels all smells much more strongly. So he gets easily irritated by what's foreign.

He wants you. Only you.

So he surrounds himself with your clothes.

At first it seems that he is cleaning. In the end, he always takes over these duties at home. He collects your clothes scattered around the house. Some of them he throws into the laundry basket, some he begins to fold with great care. But at some point he makes a mistake. He takes a heavier breath and accidentally inhales your scent. Flushes appear on his face, and his head begins to spin. He slowly slides down on his bended knees.

A thought forms in his head. Everything else loses its importance.

He gathers a pile of clothes into his arms. As many as he can carry. He hurriedly heads to your bedroom. With force, throws his trophies onto a bed.

From your shirts, pants and sweatshirts he begins to compose a phenomenal collage. He pays great attention to each item, arranging the most comfortable bedding as possible.

After a good 20 minutes, he smiles proudly and lays down in the very middle. Covering himself with the nicest sweaters. Yuanwu closes his eyes and, inhaling the remains of your scent, tries to imagine that you are the one cuddling him.

Watching sports together:

When season of boxing fights begins, you always arrange movie nights together. You sit down in front of your crappy tv. While you keep an eye on a remote, Yuanwu prepares snacks for you. Although he is very organized on a daily basis and makes sure you both stay fit, this particular season is special. Healthy eating gets set aside, no time for it. You two focus only on games. Accompanied only by bowls of chips and mugs of steaming… Trine Tea.

You choose your favorites, analyze their fighting styles and bet about who will win. You argue over who is better. Bickering like some old married couple. Whoever succeeds in betting can brag about it for another week after season ends.

Despite the enthusiasm and adrenaline that accompanies you at every game, exhaustion eventually takes its toll. As midnight strikes a sleepy Yuanwu rests his head on your shoulder, gently squinting his eyes from time to time. When you sense him drifting off you scratch him behind the ear, at which he smiles dreamingly.

Previously: Bittberry Tea

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alwayscorvus · 3 months ago

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Hello! I like your headcanons and I would like to suggest an idea. Can I request Jiyan from Wuthering Waves with a reader who was a slave in childhood and still has a barcode on his/her neck? I'm sorry if there are mistakes. English is not my native language ��

Barcode on my neck

malereader x Jiyan, fluff;

warning! some heavy topics mentioned but no drastic details and no sexual aspects about reader

Brooo thats such a good idea. Like I would want to read something similar myself, I just don't know why exactly I got this request when I don't have enough telent to use this potential :”) Still thx and here it is:

And don't worry about your english, i'm not a native speaker either

Officially no more Jiyan request, I ran out of screenshots to make graphics [*] nah jk jk but this profile is really changing from wuwa profile to jiyan profile while im better with other characters…

You were never ashamed of your “mark,” as you used to call it. You also never hid your past. Yes, it may not have been bright and you would have given up a lot to be able to avoid it. But it also made you who you are right now. It turned you into a tough person. True, you could have grown up that way under less tragic circumstances. But at least you tried to take comfort in the fact that maybe thanks to your sacrifice someone else didn't have to suffer. That maybe you took someone else's place. Place of someone who wouldn't have had the will to fight to survive. Persistence that would allow them to free themself from this chains. Besides, ever since you regained your freedom you have been doing your best to crack down the idea of slavery for good.

You gained strength and attitude while still being young. Since childhood you served under corrupt nobility. Cleaning, running with tea, feeding farm animals. Year after year carrying heavier and heavier goods. From behind the curtains, watching your master, negotiating more and more deals.

This gave you the foundation for starting your own organization. Sure, at first you worked alone. But over time, others joined in. People with the same ideas, those you saved, or those who lost their siblings in similar circumstances.

At first you had to dispense justice by force. As infamous as it may sound. With tricks, you snatched victims from the hands of their oppressors. With fights you made them understand to never make the same mistake again. Back then, it was the only solution. When army couldn't help. And even refused to, bribed with money stained by suffering of innocents. When law changed, people got more aware, and slavery finally became a fact, not just a taboo topic swept under the rug, it was easier for you. Since society began to exterminate what you were fighting against, you could move on to less drastic methods.

You pretended to be important figures, gathered evidence, brought anonymously to the court. You traveled around and saved more and more. Even though you could never get enough, you were proud of what you had accomplished.

For some time. Until you met him.

Jiyan. He was the sweetest and most caring person on world. Always looking out for others. Put other people's well-being above his own. Never forgot to send his subordinates on much-deserved vacation. While he himself stayed up all night in the base. He rushed them to lunch and dinner while he forgot to eat. Moved to the front line, taking the most damage and rescuing his close ones. He was just so kind. So generous, thoughtful. And what's more, so intelligent, hardworking, resourceful. You were totally head over heels for him. And no, you would never in your life suspect him of supporting slavery or showing no sympathy for those who went through it. But you were still afraid of his reaction. Suddenly you felt dirty. After all, conditions in which you “worked” were awful. Especially when they sent you to the animals. You didn't maintain basic hygiene. You weren't worth wasting water on it. Except the time of guests visits, you walked around the residence in sacks. Until they tore to the rest. Your master didn't even bother to look at you. Would it have been the same with Jiyan? Would he feel disgusted? Start keeping you at distance? Or would he take you at his mercy? Start looking at you only through the prism of your past? Stop using your full potential?

Your heart would probably break at this sight that would accompany it. You wouldn't be able to stand it.

For the first time since childhood, you began to feel ashamed of the black ink adorning your neck.

When visiting Huanglong for the first time and meeting Jiyan, you put your organization on hold and covered your neck with thick turtlenecks.

You joined the army as a volunteer. Served under Jiyan's command. You spent more and more time together, and your friendship grew. You matched each other perfectly and both of you caught each other's eye. Your relationship moved smoothly to a higher level.

General never picked too much interest your unusual tastes. But one particularly hot summer he began to look suspiciously at your closet. Worried about your health, looking for potential disorders in your sense of temperature that could later threaten your well-being. He began to ask if you weren't feeling too hot. Whether everything was alright. After all, he covered himself up pretty well, but his clothes were made of a special, highly breathable fabric. To ease the situation you followed his footsteps and provided your closet with similar outfits. Though in a different color theme. Jiyan was satisfied, but only for a moment. It was really starting to get suspicious. Especially when you started sharing a bedroom with each other. He could understand sleeping wrapped up in the winter. But during the vacations? Were you ashamed of him? Jiyan began to feel insecure. He started to blame himself.

You saw this and couldn't forgive yourself.

Yet you were still afraid.

In the end, Jiyan couldn't stand it. At one evening, he pulled you onto a bed for a talk. You avoided his gaze while he looked at you hopefully.

You both held hands. Jiyan gently massaged your palm with his thumb, trying to give you some encouragement. And you squeezed him to the point when it started to feel unbearable.

Finally, you let him go. A shudder of anxiety went through Jiyan. Had he overstepped the boundaries? Did he make you feel uncomfortable? Did he just ruin everything that you two had built together? Do you want nothing to do with him anymore?

But you just closed your eyes, took a deep breath and reached for the hem of your clothing. You pulled it upward. Slowly exposing your body. You tossed the material aside and waited.

Jiyan looked at you surprised. Concerned, he began to scan your body. Too worried to be carried away by feelings that caused him to blush slightly at the sight of your sculpted stomach.

General was searching for something. Some kind of mark. A scar or a birthmark. Something that could “taint” your chest. He furrowed his brow unable to see anything.

You waited and waited. But after no response, you sighed again. You leaned your neck to expose it better. A row of numbers and a barcode made with some crappy ink appeared in front of Jiyan's eyes.

He froze. You could only hear him gasping for air in shock and when a pile of thoughts rushed through his head. He involuntarily lifted his hand up and you shuddered slightly.

-Can I?

You nodded. It's not like you could take it back anymore.

You felt a touch on your neck. Gentle, warm fingertips caused a pleasant tingling sensation. Forgetting the meaning of your mark, you earned a flush similar to that adorning your partner.

-Is that-…?

He wanted to confirm but words got caught in his throat. He was devastated. And at the same time so bloody sorrowful.

-Yes. It's a barcode. Exactly like the ones worn by slaves. Same ones to which I also belonged.

You explained briefly not wanting to prolong the moment. It was hard for you anyway. Not exactly because you were going back to the past but rather because you were worried about the future.

Jiyan didn't know how to respond. He never showed his emotions too boldly. He didn't have any special communication skills. Oh how damn sorry he was when he couldn't pour out all his feelings onto you. This sympathy and love that was once taken from you.

He clenched his fists tightly and ground his teeth.

You knew him well enough to know that he didn't know how to deal with this. This information had to be too overwhelming for him. Exactly as you expected. His well-being was the most important thing for you. So you had to reassure him as soon as possible.

-It happened when I was still a kid. I got sold at young age. I was mainly a helper, bottle washer. I got hit a few times, but as you can see not often enough or-... hard enough- to leave any scars. I didn't live in the best conditions, but for the men it wasn't the worst. You don't have to worry about that. My owners have never crossed the line.

You stuttered out quickly. As you got older, you talked about your feelings unmoved. Trying to take away any impact from these events. Not wanting to burden Jiyan more and really get over it.

You were afraid of rejection.

But it never came.

Not from Jiyan. Your Jiyan.

-Oh, [M/N]-

General let out a concerned voice, which you heard from his mouth for the first time in your life. After a moment, you got locked in a tight hug.

-I can't undo what you had to go through, but I can promise that I will try to make each of your future days the best ones in your life. To me, you will always be my [M/N]. And nothing will change that.

He assured, and your eyes filled with tears. You could finally breathe a sigh of relief.

After a night full of thrills, a new day had come. With a fresh approach to life, you borrowed some looser black shirt from Jiyan. Revealing your barcode, you felt yourself radiating a powerful and intimidating vibe once again. A confident smirk appeared on your face.

As you passed by the soldiers on your way through the camp, you could feel their stares. Familiar whispers, exchanged remarks. An experience so well-known to you. Once again, you felt comfortable in front of others, making them aware that such things really did happen.

But this too had to end. As you sat in your office chair, looking through a pile of documents, with your feet carelessly thrown over a table. You heard someone gasp. One of the recruits, by coincidence one of those you helped to train recently. He stared in fear with his eyes wide open and mouth gaping. Almost burning a hole in your barcode.

Again, an unpleasant shiver went through you. You didn't know why it set you off so much, after all, he reacted just like dozens other people you've passed today, maybe just a little more abruptly. Or... maybe you knew. What made this situation different from previous ones was Jiyan's presence. You were used to these reactions, he was not. Again, you were afraid of how this would affect him. Again, unnecessarily so.

General stood by a wall with a large screen displaying Huanglong's territories under threat of attack. He was analyzing next moves till he got startled by a sudden silence. The way you stopped looking through papers and clanking with a mug of hot coffee.

He turned around in a hurry and situation that he found definitely didn't please him.

He cleared his throat.

-If you have nothing to say rookie, I would advise you to return to your work immediately - Jiyan replied coldly.

Without considering any questions from the soldier.

Young boy panicked slightly, while you smiled triumphantly at that.

This possessive, fierce side of Jiyan that you hadn't known before, especially towards his subordinates... You liked it damn well.

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alwayscorvus · 3 months ago

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I really like your work!!! I look forward to reading more from you :DDD

aww so cute! Thank u so much, this really means a lot! Best motivation

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alwayscorvus · 3 months ago

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Hello! Can I ask Jiyan from Wuthering Waves for a reader who is not very good at expressing emotions but tries to show affection to the General.

How to be a good boyfriend

malereader x Jiyan, fluff;

I don't know how to write characters like that, sorrrrry. But I wanted to clear my inbox and since you waited a long time for it-…, at least I gave it a try. I hope it's bearable, thx 4 the request. Btw I remember that at that day I got like 3/4 reguests about Jiyan. And I hope they were all from the same anon because otherwise that would have been a little terrifying

I probably should have focused more on situations when Jiyan and reader are alone. And reader doesn't know how to compliment Jiyan, touch him, comfort or something like that and there is a lot of awkwardness in all this but I didn't know how to extend this theme so something like this came out… although, when I think about it now, a comfort scene would have been perfect. But I already wrote it soooo…. well, it's a shame for it to go to waste, maybe next time

You were never good at expressing your feelings. And that's a fact.

Maybe it was due to an environment you grew up in. Maybe it was simply a fault of your personality. Even when you tried to change it during your youth, it brought poor results and only ended up in awkward situations. In the end, instead of improving your relationship you aimed more towards ending it. And that only drove you down.

Eventually, you lost motivation and didn't feel a need to keep trying.

That's until your real serious relationship began.

You weren't sure how you managed to pair up with Jiyan. Huanglong's top general, an outstanding strategist, an unbeatable warrior. Gentle, kind, and devastatingly handsome. This man had a bunch of admirers following, who squealed and clapped at the sight of him, sent love confessions, presented him with flowers and chocolates. You didn't know what you had done to stand out from the crowd. However, you really loved Jiyan and wanted to show it to him at all costs. And it wasn't just jealousy and insecurity anymore, a desire to keep him with you. You simply wanted to appreciate Jiyan, because he really deserved it. And to your horror, he often forgotten about that.

You weren't sure where to start. So you sought knowledge from Ningwei. He had known Jiyan way longer than you, was older, more experienced and, despite his pretended harshness, you could see that he sincerely cared about general's well-being.

Of course, at that time, your and Jiyan's relationship wasn't official. That's why you felt at ease getting advice about love matters. Sure, you needed a few glasses of something stronger to get over with it. But at least your moral hangover for the next day wasn't as severe as you might have assumed.

First advice. Simplest one but at the same time the most important. Take care of him, show that you care about his health and well-being.

You thought, analyzed and proceeded to act.

On one extremely rough Friday morning, you brewed Jiyan a hot linden tea, made from your own hand-picked leaves and brought it to his desk. He sat there overwhelmed with new informations, gathered by spies in enemy camp. General, too focused on soldiers' secret intelligence, didn't even spare you with a glance. He just automatically reached for a teacup, used to similar actions made by his assistants. You caught on and moved away into the shadows.

In the afternoon, you decided to cook something for him by yourself. After all, you noticed that Jiyan hadn't visited the canteen, even though buffet table had already begun to shine with emptiness. Final results weren't really spectacular, but you truly made an effort. You didn't burn anything and only used general's favorite ingredients. You also brought finished dish to his office. This time you found general intensively stamping new orders and proofs of transactions. You quietly placed a box on the edge of a massive piece of furniture as to not disturb your partner. Again you didn't say a word, and again he didn't seem to acknowledge you.

He too busy and overwhelmed with his responsibilities.

You too embarrassed and with a lack of courage.

Food managed to get cold.

In the evening, you barged into his bedroom before he could even return. You aired out a room, made the bed with fresh sheets and placed on bedside tables a bunch of daisies that you had collected by yourself.

When you finally finished, proud of your work, Jiyan managed to come back. Though surprised, at the sight of you he smiled affectionately. He placed a brief kiss on your lips. And without even looking around, began to pull off his clothes as quickly as possible. As soon as he arranged them neatly on an empty chair, he threw himself with a bang on a fluffy duvets. Before he could even say anything, you heard a quiet snores of your exhausted partner.

You blew out the candles.

Discouraged, you moved on to plan B. Since that's not working, just try asking him out somewhere. What would be a more obvious display of interest than going out on a date?

You listened and ended up doing exactly as you were told. Or at least you thought you did.

Walking around the city together at night, in the glow of festival lights. Feeding each other snacks from street stalls, participating in silly games and buying souvenirs. Could there be anything more romantic?

Well…

Probably in sub-points of your action plan you skipped a lessons on how to formulate invitations, because Jiyan clearly didn't understand your intentions.

He didn't show up at the meeting alone but with an escort. And not because he was looking for some duennas. He genuinely thought that you wanted to spend time with the rest of the team, to get to know each other more. And Jiyan's person familiar to both sides was the perfect excuse for this. So general, despite him not being fond of such forms of spending time, agreed without hesitation. Just to make you happy. As suited for an ideal and loving partner.

You felt angry. Though you didn't really know at whom. At yourself or Ningwei, who graced you with completely useless advice.

Nevertheless, you decided to listen to him again. Third advice. Last chance. What is the most basic form of showing affection among couples? Touch, of course.

On one hand such a simple thing but on the other… Not sure if there was something you were more hopeless at. In any situation that required you to disturb someone else's personal space you became so awkward. Should you make eye contact first? Put some effort into a conversation? Or go straight for it?

Where should you put your hand? On the shoulder? Thigh? Palm of his hand? Won't Jiyan feel uncomfortable because of this? Do you even know how to do it? Squeezing a person is probably different from grabbing an apple or a glass. You have to adjust the force. But how? Will you be able to do it smoothly? Won't you come out looking stupid in the process? How do others do this?!

But most importantly. How to sense the right moment?

All these thoughts were boiling in your head, folding into one irregular piece. Every now and then, another uncertainty of doubt came to the front.

Out of frustration, you let out a loud growl, dropping your back onto a soft grass.

-Are you all right?

Your partner asked, in that caring voice of his, usually dedicated only to you. A wave of heartbreak and a sense of unfairness swept through you. How was he so good at this? At first, he seemed so quiet, so remote. But now, after getting to know each other better, you always feel loved in his company.

If only you had known that at that moment Jiyan felt exactly the same...

-Oh, nothing nothing- you laughed awkwardly, trying to hide your embarrassment.

Lately, instead of improving your relationship, you seemed to achieve something completely different.

You sighed and looked around to the side. Sunset, flowery meadow, only you and Jiyan alone.

If books weren't lying to you then this situation was perfect.

And then there were your hands. Literally inches from each other.

You gently lifted your little finger upward. An inch to the side. First one, then second.

Inch. Inch-

One more move and it would be over. You would finally take the first step. You would finally show Jiyan that he wasn't indifferent to you, that you were also capable of showing affection.

You wanted to pour on him everything that you hid so deeply inside. If only you knew how-

You closed your eyes to make one last move.

Your hand began to oddly twitch. You swallowed your saliva heavily.

Another step. A little more- A little bit-

You didn't give up. It's not like you never held hands, right? How was this situation any different from all the others?

Oh, right. This time it was you who initiated a gesture.

You felt how some of your small veins began to pulsate from concentration.

However, you were already so close. Even though your hand was trembling like crazy.

But general was faster. With a sweeping motion, he rose to his feet. Totally unaware of the small battle you had just experienced.

-Time to go, don't you think, my love?

He smiled sincerely at you and extended a hand, wanting to help you stand up.

Here we go again… Why did such things come so effortlessly to him…

Jiyan shyly asked if you would like to spend the night with him. You, resigned with your recent failed attempts, didn't take it too much into your head and just automatically nodded.

That's how you ended up in his bedroom.

Bathed and dressed, you both sat covered in warm blankets. While general gazed at you with expectations you stared dully at the wall in front of you.

You furrowed your brows. You had had enough of this.

You remembered why you had failed in all the previous years. It just wasn't that easy after all. Or at least not for you.

-Is everything alright?

-Yes. No. I mean-… I don't know myself. I just want to say that-… -with disappointed expression you looked straight into Jiyan's eyes- You know how much I love you, right?

General got drenched in a cold sweat. That's not what he expected, and he feared of where this conversation might have been heading.

-Of course. Something happened?

-Nothing, except that despite my best efforts I don't know how to show it to you -frustrated, you growled once again. Lately you were getting into a dangerous habit- I appreciate you so much and I can't believe that we are together but you can't see it, because I'm doing everything wrong -one more minute and you will bring yourself to tears from this anxiety

-I was cooking, cleaning, trying to arrange a date. For Jue sake. I even asked Ningwei for help. And believe me, it wasn't a good idea. But everything for nothing

-I never know if the timing is right or what sort of gesture will be most appropriate. I can't comfort you or convey what I feel.

While you were flooding yourself with a torrent of words, more cogs began to shift in general's head. Until finally something clicked.

Ashamed, he bit his lower lip. This time, he was caught up with insecurity and a desire to work on himself.

However, he couldn't let the two of you worry. He immediately moved into action.

While you showered him with more confessions, Jiyan grabbed your face firmly in his hands and tried to bring you back to reality.

-Hey Hey. That's enough -he summoned a small encouraging smile- If we're already talking about problems with showing feelings, don't forget about me. Because not a single person that I know would say that I'm good at it. And there's nothing wrong with that. Or at least I hope so.

-I thought we both settled for it. That it's just who you are. After all, I know that deep inside, you love me very much and that's why I am with you. And no gestures will change that.

-But if you care so much about showing it, I'll only be more than happy to be your guinea pig - he gave a silly laugh- We don't have to start with anything big. If you want to do something, but don't know how, all you have to do is ask me and together we'll come up with a solution. Eventually it will get into your habit and you will reach perfection. We will reach perfection. After all, I believe that we can work on each other together, right?

-Right -you nodded with evident calmness.

You remembered again how quiet Jiyan was at the beginning when you met him. How rarely he allowed himself to show any feelings. And you understood how much that statement must have cost him.

Without a second thought, in a spur of moment you locked him in a tight hug.

You didn't know if it was the right thing to do, or if you were doing it properly.

You just felt this sudden urge.

Without letting go of each other's arms you both settled down onto the mattress.

-As for the tea, it was delicious, different from the rest, and this sheets… oh they smelled overly wonderful. Kind of like flowers? You definitely didn't use our military laundry detergent - Jiyan smiled under his breath with satisfaction.

So-…. he knew. All along. You hugged him tighter.

Fourth piece of advice. This time from you. Sometimes a simple conversation is more than enough.

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alwayscorvus · 4 months ago

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Hello, can I ask Jiyan from Wuwa with the reader who kissed Jiyan on the cheek without warning him about the lipstick on their lips, which is why he walked around the whole day with a trace of lips near his scales, which greatly embarrassed the soldiers.

My lips on your cheek

malereader x Jiyan, fluff;

I'm truly awful and I won't even try to excuse myself for how long you had to wait for this. Or I will for a little bit... I really didn't have enough talent to extend your idea and to turn it into a longer story, even though it's cute. Fortunately, i was able to create something in the end. Thanks 4 the request...

-Where are you heading today?

You turned direction from which your boyfriend's voice was coming and smiled wider at the sight of Jiyan.

-On a short reconnaissance. You were the one who suggested this yesterday.

You reminded him and went back to tying up your bovver boots. Jiyan froze in a mid-step and gasped surprised. Recently he had started to forget about plenty of things.

He nodded, quickly chasing away his dissatisfied thoughts.

He took his place right next to you, on the concrete staircase leading to the porch of your abode.

-Do not let your guard down.

-I won't. But you also have to promise me that you won't push yourself too hard, lately you've been taking on too many things.

Jiyan just nodded, not necessarily convinced. Slightly resigned, you just leaned in his direction and planted a brief kiss on his cheek. After returning at the evening, you will put a great effort in taking his mind off his work.

You took a closer look at the spot where your mouth rested a few seconds ago. You blinked in disbelief and, after a few seconds, loudly snorted in admiration.

-Something wrong? - your partner asked.

-No no! -you immediately assured too amused and thrilled by the whole situation and prospects that it held.

You jumped on your feet, trying to run away from the scene of incident as quickly as possible.

-I'll be going. I probably won't be back before sunset, so don't worry about me. See you in our room.

You waved cheerfully to him and headed towards the exit of a camp. Leaving your confused boyfriend completely alone with pointing comments of his colleagues.

It started innocently.

At first a bunch of strange looks from passersby. KInda like expressions of unbelief.

Embarrassed Jiyan scratched his covered neck. He wasn't used to this type of spotlight. True, he was often in the center of attention. But when this was happening, people always concerned on what he was saying, his strategy, plans, not necessarily on him. This morning, however, all the excessive attention gave off a somehow different vibe. Jiyan got some sort of irresistible impression that others were focusing not so much on his overall figure, but more on the details. To make matters worse, something strange suggested to him that this particular detail was his own head, that tingled unpleasantly upon feeling other people's eyes on it.

General tried to quickly chase this thought away from himself. He wasn't used to worrying about silly things.

But things only got worse by the hour. Interest never faded. Though he didn't have a birthday, didn't do anything stupid yesterday and nor did he win any important battle.

At noon, strange whispers joined to people's glances. Something like gossips, excited gasps. Soldiers exchanged remarks with each other while covering mouths with they hands. It's not like Jiyan didn't see this. He was perfectly aware that something was wrong. But in the end, he looked as usual. When he examined his clothes, they had no stains or rips on them. He wasn't sick, so bags under his eyes or a blue skin weren't an option either. His hair was tied up as usual. There was nothing that could distinguish him from any other day. He didn't even manage to eat anything yet, so it's not like he could get dirty. After all, linden tea didn't leave a mark. Unless, of course, it was on a fabric. But his clothes really were spotless.

-Do I have something on my face? -he finally asked in a cold voice, unable to stand the tension.

Pair of young recruits who accompanied him jumped up on spot. They flushed like two plump tomatoes. New soldiers were trying to assist Jiyan in his office work, after an unsuccessful meeting. This one, that frustrated Jiyan had to cancel and reschedule for the next day. Just after it occurred to him that none of his comrades would be able to focus. Despite their many coughs and efforts to pull themselves together. Their gaze drifted constantly from a map to the general. And thoughts wandered in directions completely unrelated to a military.

-N-nothing!

Panicked soldiers covered their faces with document folders and rushed out of the tent in panic.

Puzzled Jiyan frowned slightly at this. He didn't know whether he was more offended by their reaction or by how their assistance had ended. However, after looking at another pile of papers, he quickly returned to his work. Putting his doubts at the back of his head.

He didn't realize that what piqued so much interest in his co-workers was nothing more than the trail of your lips adorning his cheek right next to his cyan scales.

After all, he couldn't have known that the freezing weather and painfully cracked lips would lead you to the point of deciding to buy a lip balm. And even more, that you, being inexperienced in these matters, will purchase one with an additional slightly peachy tint.

Sure, maybe your face looked a little more charming than usual. But it's not like he bothered where it came from.

When evening arrived, you stumbled into each other's room. Both tired after a long day of work, you exchanged only a brief verbal greeting and began to get ready for bed. When you finished showering, you let Jiyan take your place. In the meantime, struggling to remember your morning's resolution stashed somewhere in the back of your head. Man automatically made his way to your small private bathroom. As you settled ready on the bed and began to fix the wrinkled pillows, Jiyan leaned against the sink with a loud sigh. Why this day had to be so long…

With difficulty he lifted his head and looked in the mirror. Noticing something strange, he furrowed his eyebrows, leaned over and took a closer look.

-[M/N]!

From a bathroom came a fussy shout of your boyfriend. Shit, that means he finally found out. You swallowed your saliva slightly terrified. Jiyan wasn't easy to be catch of balance. You, however, were successful in doing so…

-Yes, love?

-Do not love me here. What is that?

He asked more than grumpy. Standing in the doorway with his arms crossed over a chest. All red, with cheeks slightly puffed up. Truly adorable.

-I don't know what you're talking about.

-[M/N]!

If he had a pillow on him right now he would certainly have thrown it at you. Fortunately, you were at an advantage.

-How could you let me walk around with something like that for a whole day. And what's worse, among young recruits! They won't respect me anymore.

-Oh Jiyan, no one will stop respecting you just because you walked around with a lipstick mark on your face. It wasn't even that noticeable -you dismissed- Anyway, I said that you should take better care of yourself. And if you had listened to me, you would have spotted it sooner.

Jiyan looked away from you and let out a frustrated sigh. His voice already suggested that he got seriously offended.

-Oh baby - you rose from the bed and moved towards your partner.

You locked him in a tight embrace, from which Jiyan didn't particularly try to crawl away. Even when you started placing hundreds of kisses on his face. Though it was far too uncomfortable and ticklish for him.

-This winter air dries out my lips terribly and I had to buy something to make them stop bleeding so much. I didn't know that lip balm can also stain.

-But you could have told me once you figured it out.

-Yeah, I could - you admitted not particularly concerned- But at least now everyone knows that my Jiyan is completely taken.

You replied proudly. Smiling from ear to ear, at which Jiyan slapped you across the chest with his palm.

You groaned in faked pain, taking a step back.

-Woah, that hurt - you grabbed the spot where you got hit and made the best quality grimace, at which Jiyan definitely didn't fall for- I had no idea you could be capable of such vicious revenge. Though, now we are even, aren't we?

Man gave you a dirty look , disappointed by your cheap games. However, you didn't get too ashamed and continued taking advantage of this moment.

-Lay in bed with me -you pulled him gently into the depths of bedroom- We'll cuddle to make it batter.

Jiyan quickly pulled his palm out of your hands.

-Not until I wash it off.

He replied firmly returning to the bathroom.

And you sighed amused.

Well... it was worth it.

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