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[chiiyozakki]

-: ✧ :-゜・． “ a secret not even the wind could know of ” .・° · . ~

.・゜-: ✧ :- 🥀　blade x reader .·°•♪· 🐇

»»—> hi! it's been a long time since i last posted T T school has been stressful these days but i'm happy to be back! pls let me know if i should write a part 2 !!

»»—> note; i didn't put specific tags on purpose as to not ruin the element of surprise. :3 i hope you guys enjoy this silly piece of literature

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· it's that same old dream again. there's blood everywhere -- on the floor and on your clothes. you're dead. or, almost dead. who killed you? and for what reason? what little details you can remember brought you nowhere near the answers you were looking for.

· you think of those dreams as a growing nuisance at this point. every night you find yourself confused and disoriented, often on the verge of tears.

· you've already lost count of how many times you saw yourself in that scenario. six, seven times? no, a full month, no days skipped. what's even more upsetting was that this whole conundrum started right after your birthday. since then, you haven't gotten even an ounce of good sleep.

· but this must mean something. surely you don't get these dreams or nightmares for no reason. whatever it is, you still can't be bothered enough to care. (you do care, but you wouldn't want him to worry, right?)

· if anything, your only clue is the man who's always in that dream. he looks a little odd, outlandish, even. he looks a lot like your lover, except for the fact that the man in your dream has snow white hair, while blade has jet black hair.

· "y/n! y/n, don't die on me! you can't die on me... you can't leave me.." he cried. his voice is the only thing you could hear in that dream. it was stern, but just as soft. and, whoever he was talking to, you two shared the same name.

· "it's just a dream, love. don't worry too much." blade comforted you, rubbing your back. he's always the first to rush to your side whenever you have a problem. he's your other half, after all. he loves you to death and it hurts him tenfold when he sees that you're hurting.

· you always confide in him about the strange things that happen to you. even he wonders why you have those dreams. he's just as confused, but for a different reason.

· it's been a long time since then. you shouldn't be able to remember that. 

· "you shouldn't know about that."

· "about what?"

· "it's nothing. don't worry."

· what a strange thing to say.

· his words flew over your head (as usual, that's why he loves you), but at least his secret's safe. for now, at least. he just has to keep this act up, like he's always done for the last two hundred years.

even the aeons know full well they should not

meddle with fate. but i am no aeon.

just a man hopelessly devoted to you.

ー 刃

[chiiyozakki]

i err i guess i should keep my stuff organized. 🍃 new post + new layout incoming in a few days.

[chiiyozakki]

🩸 vampire x reader

[general warning! read at your own risk.]

n: it's untitled, i'm so sorry 😭 anyway, happy new year, everyone !!

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"please, don't make this harder for the both of us, my dear."

"this won't hurt, i promise you..."

he whispers, voice as light as a feather.

his fangs bury themselves deep into your neck, claws digging into your arms as he holds you down.

his fangs fully sink into your skin.

you cry out in pain, begging him to stop. instead of listening to you, he takes it one step further. you feel him slowing pushing himself in you.

he lets out a groan, lips turning to a smirk. he bites yet another spot on your neck, while his hips thrust faster and faster.

you scream, pleading for mercy for your feeble human body. you moan as every inch of him touches you, perhaps forcefully so.

your cries will never tug at his heartstrings, though, because they only make him want to ruin you more -- all to remind you that he loves you, and that no one else can make you feel some type of way.

[chiiyozakki]

-- unforgettable, unbearable --

💧 neuvillette x reader

(2/2)

n: i feel like it's too long lol, mb

  

[angst ahead! please have tissues, just in case]

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a grave sin.

that's how he describes the thought of forgetting you.

it sounds cheesy, yet it's also endearing, knowing how much he values you and the memories and smallest things that he could remember you by.

for the longest time, he had difficulty understanding the nature of human emotion. for him, it's complex and unpredictable. but in his five hundred years of walking amongst them, it was only when you came into his life that he fully understood humans.

because of you, he learned what it feels like to be in love and to be loved. and because of you, he learned that there's something beautiful in being "fragile", the "cracks" and imperfections brought about by the troubles of a cruel, unforgiving world showing how resilient one could possibly be, even when all odds are against you.

he admired that about you -- even though it felt like life will never be kind to you, you always kept your head up with a smile on your face. even when you let your guard down and cry, you'd always bounce back, stronger than ever.

you taught him so many things. and despite mingling with humans for half a millennium, he always felt like he could never understand people.

you were not only his lover, but also a teacher, a mentor of his who gave him a lifelong lesson.

so, when you took your last breath as you were in his arms, it felt like all hell was brought down upon him.

it rained for a whole week and the people of fontaine were worried to death, but he couldn't care less.

how could he not shed tears, after losing the greatest love of his life?

after that day, his life lost all color, going back to the grayscale view he used to have.

everyday he'd wait for you to walk in his office in the afternoon, but then he'd remind himself that you're no longer there.

he'd also catch himself expecting a bundle of rainbow roses tied together by a blue ribbon sitting on his desk every week, but who's going to do that for him?

after that day, he would never be seen without a hint of sadness in his eyes; perhaps grief is overwhelming, even for him.

yes, you're unforgettable, but so too is the pain of losing you.

[chiiyozakki]

-- don't forget me --

💧 neuvillette x reader

(1/2?)

n: i was listening to my love mine all mine, :p

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ever since you found out that neuvillette was the hydro dragon, you can't help but think that with how long he's lived, surely he too has memories he's forgotten?

no one is safe from erosion, after all.

not even a sovereign dragon.

there's things he'd inevitably forget about, so you wonder if you'd be one of such things.

should the day come when you finally take your last breath, would the memories you've created be one of those he holds dear? would your face, though wrinkled and old, be engraved in his mind?

he'd only smile at you as you go off rambling about these. but as soon as you're away, a gentle drizzle covers the whole sky, and a troubled, solemn look is plastered on his face, as if to say that he too wonders if he'd forget you.

..however, for someone who's seen pain and suffering in their purest forms, why would he let himself forget the happiest chapters of his life?

in his own words,

"forgetting you would be the gravest sin i could ever commit."

[chiiyozakki]

-- punishment --

n: nsfw?

❄️ wriothesley x reader

-----

when you came to fontaine, the last thing you expected was to be arrested and held prisoner in the fortress of meropide.

as soon as you were locked up in your cell, the only thing on your mind was to escape.

however...

the more days you spend in the fortress, the more he claims all of you as his. everyday he'd be extremely nice to you, so much so you'd think he's acting strange (and he is, just for you)

and once night falls, wriothesley would come to your cell to ravage you inside out, your moans echoing out the empty halls.

no greetings, no words spoken, only his urges to ruin your insides.

he fucks you so good that with each thrust your mind goes blank and the only thing your feeble brain could remember is the feeling of his shaft inside you.

it's so good that it hurts.

but even if you protest him to stop because it's hurting you, the more he feels the urge to fuck you senseless as if there's no tomorrow.

as a result, you could never keep your mind focused on planning an escape. you want to, but you can't.

you want to, but your body's addicted to his touch now.

[chiiyozakki]

-- you can do it, alatus! --

n: inspired by kids that fly's "kiss her you fool"

🍃 xiao x reader

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his face is indescribable, and one surely can't make out what he's feeling just by the look on his face; not like you can refer to his words to piece together what's on his mind either.

you ponder on what he's thinking as you sat in front of him, with a single platter of almond tofu waiting on the table.

unbeknownst to you, who remains unaware of his feelings, he's fighting the urge to plant a kiss on your lips.

"kiss her already!"

"just do it!"

"kiss her, you fool!"

xiao's mind is racing with thoughts of just leaning in and kissing you right then and there.

easier said than done, it seems.

but somehow, he musters up the courage to do it.

"look here", he mutters.

your gaze shifts to him, and you could swear to morax and all the archons that his face was a deep shade of crimson.

"are you okay?" you ask out of concern. is he sick? why is his face red?

without a word, he finally leans in and...

poof! you just became general alatus' first kiss.

[chiiyozakki]

yuzuru hanyu x inazuma's cutest fugitive

[chiiyozakki]

albedo high school au

it's too long smh definitely not an albedo simp

probably ooc it is 2am

-- notepad --

albedo is that one smart guy that everyone -- even you -- can rely on. be it art projects, science experiments, or even fixing a minor issue in someone's gadgets, he's always more than happy to help. and you can't deny he's good at it.

for some reason you don't like how effortlessly he can do all those things. maybe you're just envious of him; but if that was the case, you wouldn't be staring at him with a blush on your face.

well, unfortunately for you that day, your laptop went haywire. you tried fixing it on your own with all the laptop things you know, but to no avail.

seeing how things are, you have no choice but to walk up to the young man, who was having his leisure time reading a book.

you hesitantly ask for his assistance, barely managing to keep yourself from stuttering. albedo didn't mind this at all, and got to working on your laptop straight away.

a good while passes and soon he's all done with it.

voila, it's fixed! good as new.

quietly screaming at yourself for asking this stupid idiot for help, you walk back to your desk, which was a few rows behind his.

after checking some files you notice a weird file simply named "*.txt."

"goddamnit, did this guy put a virus in my laptop?!"

you take a deep breath and click on it, only to be greeted by a little note.

"143 <3"

what does 143 mean? i love you, obviously. it even has a heart.

you look back at him with a face as red as a hotdog, while he remains as calm as ever.

"i swear to barbatos, all you brainiacs are weird!"

[chiiyozakki]

-- sweet like wine --

when someone's drunk, that's when they can say the weirdest things.

in mondstadt, wine is as available as air. from sunrise to sunset, the tavern is filled with people flooding in to have a drink or two.

venti is one of those people. wine is just water to him at this point. he's known as the biggest drunkard of mondstadt, after all.

he would often be found holding a bottle of wine in his hand, and his trusty harp in his other.

venti would end up flirting with you when he's heavily drunk. even though he's all shaky and slurry from all the alcohol in his system, he still manages to tug at your heartstrings (unintentionally).

of course he wouldn't remember ever doing that, but you do.

you feel the need to tell him about it but a part of you wants to keep it that way, because even if he's the epitome of jolly, he could never bring himself to say out loud that he loves you as much as he loves wine.

[chiiyozakki]

— please don't cry hydro dragon! —

[[ warning: might be ooc since i haven't finished the story quest ]]

You've always had your guesses on who might be the hydro dragon everyone, especially kids, talk about.

And to your surprise, it happens to be your lover, Neuvillette.

And you know about the saying that when it rains it means the hydro dragon is crying?

Well...it turned out to be true

After he told you about it whenever it would rain you would always rush to wherever he is, whether that be at your home or at the Opera Epiclese where it would usually happen due to him stressing about his work and such.

Needless to say, he can always rely on you when it comes to cheering him up and clearing the once dim sky.

[chiiyozakki]

first post

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you were in the akademiya's library, studying.

and there he is, just a few chairs away, a man of few words who could never be bothered to speak more than one sentence at a time.

you've never talked to him once, as you were too shy to do so.

or maybe you don't want to bother him. alhaitham's eyes are always glued to a book, and you think that, to him, you're just another nuisance.

he is notorious for his distaste for socialization, after all. well, not like you see that as a bad thing.

...or maybe it's because you're head over heels for him, so much that you forget how to speak when he's in front of you.

with so many things on your mind, you end up just staring at him. definitely not weird.

"do you need something?"

he asked, looking up as his gaze met yours.

those emerald green eyes of his never fail to make you melt like ice on a hot summer day.

you want to look away, but there's something about his eyes that make you want to look at them for longer.

"uh, no. your.. your eyes just look beautiful."

you reply, desperately trying not to create an air of awkwardness between you two.

he simply looked at you with a blank stare, before burying his face in a book once again. with how expressionless his face was, you'd swear he thinks you're weird.

so you just looked away out of embarrassment, deliberately hiding your blushing face.

..but what you didn't know was, that behind that book, he's just as flustered as you are. (though you'll never know, because he'll never show it)

maybe the akademiya's scribe isn't so cold, after all.