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reizoudesu · 9 months ago

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02. goodbye

"stay alive" (kazuha x reader) - chapter two (press ">>" to proceed. otherwise, press "<<" to return.)

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When you arrived at the Justice Building alongside the other tributes - as expected, you see little Paimon, who rushed towards you and sat on your lap, arms around your neck, just like when she was a little toddler.

Your mother walks up to you and wraps her arms around both her children without a word. You couldn’t find anything good to say either. No, not after she wallowed in the depths of despair, leaving you to be the sole “parent” of your little sister.

Still, you gave her an order of what they should do while you were gone.

The remaining minutes was just you and Paimon lost into a sentimental moment, her large navy-blue eyes that used to shine like the stars in the galaxies now glistening with unshed tears. It’s like the sky itself is crying for your departure.

“Will you be okay, y/n? Paimon doesn’t want you to leave,” she bemoans, her little hands clutching at your jacket, and you embrace her, indifferent yet still showing sympathy.

“We’ll never know, Paimon. But I’ll be fine. Just be good to mum, okay?” You told her, carding her silky locks of white hair on the crown of her head. You told her that because it is simply the truth. And the both of you knows that.

"Paimon wants you to win... because you're so fast and brave. Please, just try?" her little voice broke through your walls, and you felt your heart ache again. This sweet child...

"...I will," you relented, kissing her forehead right until the Peacemakers knocked on the door to drag them out the door.

Silence again... until you hear a knock.

"Hey," you perk up at the voice, and you immediately ran to embrace Childe, who was just about to enter the room. He gasps before letting out a chuckle, shaking his head at you.

"Heh, easy there," he laughs, but you couldn't. You were frowning.

"I'm a little nervous," you tell him, your jaw tightening as you struggle for words. Anything can happen in the Hunger Games, and you find yourself fighting to breathe.

"Look, y/n, I'll be frank with you. You're capable of hunting, and you can shoot. That's already a plus when surviving the Games." Childe says, his face now serious than before.

"What if there are no bows or arrows prepared?" you stressed, a look of anguish as you try to think for any answers.

"Then make one." "Please, mine isn't even as good as Dad's."

You stop when you blurt out your father's name, and Childe sighs, sympathy washing over his once grave expression.

"A weak bow is better than no bow at all," he crosses his arms. You wanted to listen, but you weren't with all the noise inside your brain.

But, for now, you decided to trust your best friend's words for that.

Time is up, and the Peacekeepers are back to claim the visitor, not before you yell in panic, "Don't let them starve!"

"I won't, y/n! Don't worry! Remember, I-" And he is out, the slamming of the door breaking your train of thoughts.

Now you are at a loss. What does he want you to remember? Sighing, you glanced at the window, noting the scenery of the wilderness from the outside... you were missing home. You were just thinking about Childe's words before you were ushered by the oh-so-lovely diva Furina to go outside. Soon enough, you'll be in a train station - where the real fun begins.

to be continued... ︵‿︵‿︵‿︵︵‿︵‿︵‿︵︵‿︵‿︵‿︵

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AGGHH, I'm sorry for not being active for the past few weeks(?) School is now making me busier than I expected... (TwT )

In the meantime, stay tuned for more of these~ Thanks for your patience.

#₍ ᐢ.ˬ.ᐢ₎˚୨୧ #genshin #genshin impact #genshin x reader #genshin x you #kazuha #kaedehara kazuha #kazuha x reader #kaedehara kazuha x reader #kazuha x y/n #kaedehara kazuha x you #genshin fanfic #fanfic series #fanfic #crossover #the hunger games #hunger games

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reizoudesu · 10 months ago

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just a random thought... (imagine)

IMAGINE THIS: ⋆｡ﾟ☁︎｡⋆｡ﾟ☾ ﾟ｡⋆ ︵‿︵‿︵‿︵︵‿︵‿︵‿︵︵‿︵‿︵‿︵

LOVE can be so complicated, ever-changing. it could appear as a single stroke of the wind into a turbulent storm, or a calm wave rising into a surge to crash over cities.

you were mean, aloof, unapproachable - so icy no one dared to break through your fortress after someone had broken your heart. it resided in that thick wall, watching yourself pick up the pieces, mending through the harsh pain of heartache.

your past lover did all those things to you - it made your smile fade into a thin line of indifference, erase your kindness to rewrite disdain, changing your mind - changing you. he had seen you burn, your figure charred and disappearing into ashes. the flames were so large he refused to help you, out of fear that he could be set ablaze. the flames hurt so bad you became numb.

but not until him.

he sees you at work, in the cafeteria, around the halls where you two would pass, and even outdoors. he's seen that look you've been hiding from others. and he's dying to know why.

to him, you were an enigma. a wonderful enigma. a puzzle waiting for be solved by the right person. a riddle that could only be solved by those who dared to face divine wrath. he always loved reading people, including you. but you were different case.

with time, the two of you got along, in spite of the little banters and arguments that came along with it. still, you found yourself getting too attached and you often end up pushing him away when he wanted to talk to you personally. a heart-to-heart.

you knew it in yourself that you were capable of doing things alone, and so you continued on - but as time wore away on you, those shards of your heart eventually pierced your hands, just enough that you notice your palms bleeding red from picking them up and forcing them together without a glue.

he appeared like a dream, stepped behind you, holding your hands in a tight grip.

"y/n, please... it's time to stop."

those words... those words were foreign. it felt like a stab in the heart, but along with it comes...

...relief?

he pulled your hands away from the work you've tried so hard to recreate. it's imperfect, so imperfect you could just give up and cry.

he had nothing with him, just himself. he gazed up at you, more concerned about you than what you're trying to fix. he looked into your eyes, a genuine smile gracing his lips as the next words shocked you.

"breathe, love. let's take a moment to relax."

for the first time in a while, you felt your heart open, and a flutter as it blossomed like a rose in one rainy day. you have given him the key, and now he's here, comforting you at your lowest.

"whether you're doing anything or not, just seeing you live... is already enough for me."

SUGAWARA, DAICHI, Venti, Heizou, KAZUHA, Albedo, Kenma, THOMA, Atsushi, Ranpo + your faves~

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(i haven't posted in a while, huh? but really, i'm currently working on my ongoing fanfic series: "stay alive" rn, ehe~)

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reizoudesu · 10 months ago

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01. the boy with the bread

"stay alive" (kazuha x reader) - chapter one (press ">>" to proceed. otherwise, press "<<" to return.)

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"I volunteer! I volunteer as tribute!"

All of this was a blur as you watched Paimon get dragged away by Childe, crying your name until she was out of sight.

With a sigh, a girl in blue with long curly hair zips to the stage - that must be Furina, the replacement for a drunken Venti - gets the ball rolling, "So much for showing up drunk... well then, time to pick our boy tribute~!"

You watch patiently as the papers roll and flutter in the glass ball, the folded slips carrying each of the names. Furina grabs the first slip she encounters and zips towards the podium again to read the name out loud. You didn't think about Childe's fate if he were to be chosen, and indeed, the answer already rang in your ears as Furina read the name.

"Kaedehara Kazuha!"

Oh no... not him, you think. You knew this guy already, even though you've never spoken to him. Kaedehara Kazuha. No, the odds are not in your favor today.

You watch him take a step towards the stage and examine his appearance. He's an average around five feet tall... or more, he's lean but fairly built, the locks of platinum white hair styled in a low ponytail, with bangs falling in fluffy waves, and there it is - a single red highlight swept to the side.

The two of you stared for a moment, and he reacted with surprise and recognition. Despite his attempts to remain stoic and composed, his ruby eyes widened a significant amount, an alarm that you've seen often in prey. Still, he climbs on stage with a steady cadence, hiding his initially shocked face with once of indifference.

Venti calls to the crowd for volunteers, and again, there's silence. It came to you that Kazuha once had a father and grandfather, and he was the last of his bloodline before he was taken under a baker's wing. And now, he had two older brothers; one too old to participate, while the other won't.

As the mayor reads the boring Treaty of Treason, a requirement in every start of the Hunger Games, you were far too distracted to the situation at hand and the question in your mind. "Why him?"

And now you ultimately decided that it's not worth it. Just so you know, the two of you are not friends, or even neighbors. The only real interaction was years ago.

Rain. That's when it happened. You, barely thirteen, were lying there on the cold, muddy floor. Shivering, broken, and fragile like a sick fawn who lost its mother.

You scavenge for food through the garbage bins, particularly the one by the bakery, where an old woman walked outside the door and yelled at you. You wouldn't find anything there, but you have to keep trying. You and Paimon can't afford to go hungry not after you began hunting.

...yet, you're losing hope so fast it matches the slow drumming of your heartbeat due to the chill in the air.

This could be the perfect place to die, you thought. Peacemakers could go to you and take you away or let the people trample onto you as if you were a bug, but not a single one came, except for a young boy the same age as you, came out of the bakery with a mark on his cheek.

He got hurt.

But he was carrying a burnt loaf of bread in his hands when he appeared into your waning vision.

You were lost, confused, too delirious to even watch him break off a bit of the bread before walking over to you, a plastic in hand, the bread still warm.

"Take it."

That's what he told you before leaving.

No, the odds are definitely not in your favor today.

Right now, that's all you could think of before you and your fellow tributes are to be escorted into the Justice Building.

This could be your last goodbye.

to be continued... ︵‿︵‿︵‿︵︵‿︵‿︵‿︵︵‿︵‿︵‿︵

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#genshin #genshin impact #genshin x reader #genshin x you #genshin fanfic #kazuha x reader #kazuha #kaedehara kazuha #angst #kazuha x y/n #kaedehara kazuha x reader #kaedehara kazuha x you #fanfic series #fanfic #the hunger games #crossover #hunger games

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reizoudesu · 11 months ago

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heizouuuuu *sobs* (=TT A TT = )

(also permission to reblog!!)

“You're beautiful.”

It's all that he can say. You can't even hear it from across this crowded room, but in the way that your eyes seek his amidst the sea of others almost as though you wanted him to see your extravagance— he limps at your gaze. You're fixed on him with a smile. He knows that your smile could burn brighter than the sun, and yet he does not squint. He doesn't turn away, not from you. In fact, he lets you smile at him. He lets you burn him with your beauty.

You're the hot summer sun, and he's a lone ice cube on a wooden table outdoors. He melts— even if your gaze does not meet his. He's the salt that dissolves in you, the ocean. You're the caffeine in his system. He's the wood that you, the fire, are burning forevermore. You melt him; you wake him up; you burn him. You reduce him to little specks without warning. You don't even need to be present, and yet sometimes his mind will sink into you and he'd dissolve.

His name rolls from the tip of your tongue, and he realizes that you're walking over to him. He can't hear you. Not here. But he sees you, and he recognizes his name from your lips. Panic makes its way to him faster than you do, but that doesn't stop your approach. You're still smiling, and he feels like he's shivering.

If only he knew that you felt the same way for him.

You stop in front of him. The crowd drifts away to the other side of the room. Music begins to echo around the room, and the crowds make their ways towards the other rooms.

It's mainly you and him there. Of course, other people still remain, but you don't acknowledge anybody else but each other.

You smile a little more at him.

He's nervous.

You, through a small moment of hesitation, reach over and lightly pinch his sleeve. He watches your lips form the words that he had wanted to say to you earlier.

“You're beautiful.”

It's all that you can say. Loud and clear, and from this closing distance, it's obvious that he heard you. Without even realizing it, his arms meet behind your neck and his elbows rest on your shoulders. Yours reach his waist, holding him kindly and closely.

There's hardly a distance between you now.

One breath, two gazes.

Four eyes, two souls.

Three inches apart tonight.

Three finds its way to two.

Now, you're only one inch apart.

One last breath. One more gaze.

And then you kiss him.

I have not written in a while. wowza.

#character x reader #heizou x reader #genshin x reader #kazuha x reader #i love this so much #awww #AAAAAAAH #i'm sobbing #ueueueue

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reizoudesu · 11 months ago

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~ "stay alive" (character description)

𝚊𝚌𝚝 𝚒 // 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚑𝚞𝚗𝚐𝚎𝚛 𝚐𝚊𝚖𝚎𝚜:

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𝐌𝐀𝐈𝐍 𝐂𝐀𝐒𝐓:

Y/n L/n as Katniss Everdeen: The female tribute reaped from District 12, a volunteer in place for her younger sister. A skilled hunter, a capable person in her own right, with a burden of the past in the mining district. Usually ill-tempered and destructive, defiant even, and often has trouble trusting other people.

Kaedehara Kazuha as Peeta Mellark: The male tribute reaped from District 12. The last born of an infamous samurai clan until its fall. He settled and was taken under a baker's wing, where he learned to manage a bakery. Masterful of the sword, carrying a certain air of elegance and humility in each graceful step. A kind, disciplined, carefree youth with a solid pillar of humbleness and volition.

Zhongli as Haymitch Abernathy: The mentor of both tributes from District 12. Battered from the 50th Hunger Games and now lives lavishly in isolation and mundanity. Mostly strict and serious, but has a soft spot for Osmanthus Wine, recalling those whom he’d shared all the memories with.

Venti as Effie Trinket: The eccentric escort and advisor of both tributes from District 12. Famous for his theatrical display and demeanor and his head-dive in The Reaping. Even an enigma like himself cannot be described as to how he managed to smile and get through the day that’s filled with nothing but murder and strife.

𝐒𝐈𝐃𝐄 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐒:

Ningguang as Cinna: The leader of Y/n’s prep team and the lead designer for both tributes’ clothing. An honest and critical dressmaker with a certain liking for District 12’s new tributes.

Paimon as Primrose Everdeen: The younger sister of Y/n, and the unfortunate person picked from The Reaping until her older sibling intervened and volunteered in her place.

Tartaglia/Childe/Ajax as Gale Hawthorne: The best friend, hunting (and sparring) partner of Y/n. Has a little sister and two little brothers. He met her in their childhood, when he caught her examining the traps in the wild. Ever since that encounter, both he and Y/n become close Y/n would consider him as an older brother

𝐎𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐒:

Faruzan as Glimmer Rubedo (Fake Albedo/Primordial Albedo) as Cato Rosaria as Clove Nahida as Rue Scaramouche as Thresh

𝚊𝚌𝚝 𝚒𝚒 // 𝚌𝚊𝚝𝚌𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚏𝚒𝚛𝚎:

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𝓬𝓸𝓶𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓼𝓸𝓸𝓷…

𝚊𝚌𝚝 𝚒𝚒𝚒 // 𝚖𝚘𝚌𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚓𝚊𝚢:

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𝓬𝓸𝓶𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓼𝓸𝓸𝓷…

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©reizoudesu do not copy, steal, mark as your own work (but feel free to repost <3)

#genshin #genshin impact #genshin x reader #genshin x you #kazuha x you #kazuha x y/n #kazuha x reader #kazuha #kaedehara kazuha

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reizoudesu · 11 months ago

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~ "stay alive" (kazuha x reader)

" Ever since you volunteered as a tribute to District 12, the moment the dreaded name calls for the male tribute... "Kaedehara Kazuha," things change for the worse... (or better?) To you who values survival in the Games rather than such a fickle thing as love, this will not be an easy task. Especially when life tries you - a scarred hunter - and him - the boy with the bread - into a deadly game of chess. "

⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚ fandom/s: genshin impact + the hunger games trilogy

⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚ character/pairing: k. kazuha x fem!reader

⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚ genre/s: angst, Angst, ANGST. bits of fluff, mix of comfort

⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚ status: ongoing~ [9/19/2024] - ...

notes: fans of the hunger games, you know the drill ;) this fic series is based on a genshin bot i made in c.ai a few months(?) ago. now rewritten in a form of a fanfic series + fandom crossover.

heads-up/warnings: LOTS. OF. VIOLENCE. and if there's violence, there's deaths, too. some suggestive themes (but not entirely explicit). might be ooc. reader is female.

this series follows the plot of the trilogy, only changing the characters with the ones in genshin. i may also tweak a little in the storyline to make things a little more "interesting" in a way.

also... everlark supremacy~

©reizoudesu do not copy, steal, mark as your own work (but feel free to repost <3)

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now introducing: the cast~

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Act i || the hunger games:

01. the boy with the bread 02. goodbye

Act ii || catching fire:

??. tba...

Act iii || mockingjay:

??. tba...

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#genshin impact #genshin #genshin x reader #genshin x you #genshin fanfic #fanfic #fanfic series #crossover #the hunger games #hunger games #kazuha #kazuha x reader #kazuha x you #kazuha x y/n

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reizoudesu · 11 months ago

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day three - smoke and mirrors

⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚ context: you received an invite from your boss yelan, a mission. strangely enough, it doesn't even include your lover in it, and you were always collaborating in cases involving crime-fighting, but you went with it anyway. it's time to fly solo.

coincidentally, you managed to run into them during your mission, but you were in a disguise. how would you greet them? how would they react? and how long would it take for them to recognize you without blowing your cover in front of the criminals?

⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚ fandom/s: genshin impact

⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚ character/s: heizou, wriothesley

⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚ genre/s: fluffily fluff / suggestive if you squint

notes: nobody is sending me asks and i'm getting a lil grumpy (>^< ). no matter... i wanna write what's on my mind lately. more for everyone~

heads-up/warnings: lowercase letters, a loooong paragraph (i'm having way too much fun in heizou's prompt aaaghhh), yelan is reader's boss, reader is aligned to feminine qualities (but still uses you/your/yours pronouns), set in modern au of genshin impact, petnames/affectionate nicknames, might be ooc

tw! mdni: mentions of blood, crime-fighting, gunshots (in wriothesley's prompt), suggestive themes and innuendoes (both heizou and wrio's)

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do not copy, steal, mark as your own work (but feel free to repost <3)

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"oh? can i help you, darling?" heizou - already had hints that it's you, but still decides to play along

well, what a predicament. you are the loveliest being the world has ever seen. the tresses that bounced in every step you make, the way you presented yourself in the masses; the gala is home to one of the best and richest of attendees. and you are (pretending to be) one of them.

you are an agent under yelan's organization, who is co-partnering with inazuma's police agency, the tenryou commission. the letter of the client was sent to you, but you were the only one assigned. yes, you alone, without your lover.

that only leaves you to a happy mood since you couldn't handle his cheeky antics. it's a blessing in disguise that he's not here to pester you with his unruly yet affectionate attitude. although you still missed his company, you are just so stubborn you wouldn't admit that, of course.

anyway, the letter states about a gala (the one you are in), coupled with a file with your targeted suspect. the suspect is said to be in a group of vigilantes, but he and another member infiltrated the gala; they must've split teams. and it is your task as an agent to catch them before things get awry. you'll have to infiltrate the party as well, so you are dressed as a noble with a decent job as a writer in liyue.

you were just there, casually interacting with a few people like a beautiful friendly socialite you are until you stumbled upon a pretty face. youthful, a smirk on his lips, a touch of golden in his olive-green eyes. you didn't quite catch his appearance, but he was in a fancy suit with a neat little tie. there's a faint dot under each eye hidden in a layer of makeup and blush if you squint.

"oh? can i help you, darling?" the note was smooth you can faintly recognize the tint of foxiness in his voice. oh no, it's him!

the one and only… detective heizou.

"ah, hello," you answer a little clumsily, your smile was shaky to the point that you were visibly bothered. why were you even so mortified?

he chuckles inwardly at your pinkish appearance, wrapping his fingers around your gloved ones. it felt warm and familiar. it was so unsuspecting that anyone in the crowd wouldn't see your hands interwoven. they would mistake it as someone who bumped into you and was just offering his support to you who nearly tripped over him.

"so, what bring you here in the gala, miss?" he asked with a mild beam on his lips. you could only answer with this, "ah, they sent me an invite. the party's pretty nice, and the food as well."

despite your cheery attitude, he can pick up on your uneasiness, but he continued looking and playing the part. of course, he had to. it's bad when it's heizou you are seeing, worse when he is the one clinging onto you. finally, to add fuel to the fire, the band is on top volume, the introductory lines of the song billowing like smooth silk:

" birds flying high, you know how i feel. "

ooh, no... please archons, no.

" sun in the sky, you know how i feel. "

and that is really it.

"so, care for a dance?" heizou held out his hand for you to take, and you had no choice but to go along with it, the skirt of your gown flowing to the movement of your heeled feet towards him.

he pulled you in and went dancing in the pool of partygoers. despite the rising feeling of panic of being in a cramped space full of people, he held you close, shielding you with his arms as the two of you went waltzing in the dancefloor. there's a grand, elegant scene before you, swags of white silky curtains flowing lazily by the windowsills, pillars supporting the roof of the covering ballroom, while a glistening chandelier hangs over the crowd.

most of them dancers were show offs, impressing the ladies in bright pinks and flashy reds, as if their suave presence alone could win their praise. the rest were drunk off of the punch at the white table decorated in silverware and ceramics. this is a fancy gala, but neither of you had the care to even think about them. just each other’s presence, his hands on your waist while yours settled right on his shoulders, the fibers of his clean, black tuxedo tickles at the littlest of cells in your palm.

he makes small talk as his beam remains, but his voice was much quieter than before, enough for only the two of you to hear; "you took the case without me?"

"i had to, yelan said you were busy," you answered with a light grimace as heizou skillfully twirls you at the timed beat of the waltz; "i know i shouldn't, but you're getting busy, and i really understand that." you were clearly not over him and his antics but still, the truth in your words held the same sincerity in your eyes.

he slowly frowns in dejection at your words. he messed up and you both knew it. he holds you near him, your foreheads almost touching you could barely breathe; "y/n, i didn't realize...—"

"no, no, it's okay," you cut him off, and he was a little disappointed at your interruption. there's just so much more to tell you, and at a time like this. he can't hold it in any longer…

you both weaved along the crowd while you remained intertwined in the dance, until he had you behind the wall, a serious glint in his olive-green eyes. you felt it too, and felt uneasy. a pleasant kind of uneasiness. until a smile creeps into his lovely visage.

"what are the possibilities that we're taking on the same case?" his smile returns, and your expression turns playful. that's not entirely true, at least in your case. he's perceptive, and he can't pretend that he didn’t had his sights on your missions as an agent. and he wouldn’t even consider this as a simple coincidence either.

"oh, believe me. you're just here to tell me how much you missed me, aren't you?" you cross your arms with a huff. that answer only fueled his unspoken thoughts of what he wants to do with you, "i'm not surprised you can catch on so quickly, darling. but it's more than that..."

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the night grows colder, the music raised in a crescendo, with the dancers twirling like little flowers in spring, the chatters of the partygoers in the mix. it veiled the sounds of your sighs.

his lips devoured yours, as you two remained hidden in the wall of the hallway, surrounded by a crimson curtain. your heartbeats are timed as one, racing a million miles a minute. your fingers danced upon his half-buttoned dress shirt, earning a shiver from the detective in response. in turn, he deepened the kiss, leaving you at a loss for air.

"mmm... archons, you're so beautiful..." he breathed into your ear, and there's that dizzying haze seeping into the back of your mind. it's like breathing his smoke into your lungs, and you're addicted.

you found yourself tugging at his tie, while his hands were in your hair, crumpling in his hands. it stung, but that was the main driving force to keep going. and neither of you would let go yet. until a faint hiss rang in your ears—

"status report, y/n. where are you right now?" the voice crackled and rang in your earpiece, and you had to force your head away from his own. yelan, your boss.

heizou was dazed and confused at the sudden pull-away, before his open-mouthed expression morphs into a small smirk. he heard her too.

"that's your cue to leave, eh?"

you were blushing so hard at his words, and you glared at him before turning away. you manage a shaky reply to yelan, trying your best to hide the wavering note in your voice; "i'm alright, i'm on the lookout right now," before you punched him on the shoulder, earning a laugh from him. finally, he softened down and cupped your cheek with a tender beam.

"go on, love. good luck on your mission."

you smiled back and planted one last kiss on his cheek, parting ways with a lingering glow of bittersweet and longing.

it lasted forever but ended so soon.

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"i’m not sure if i should be surprised or scared, but… how exactly did you find me?" wriothesley - has suspicions that you'll be present in the investigation, but far too stressed (and pretty banged out) to even recognize you in a disguise

you were running at the group of robbers, bunching up your skirt as you clomped your way through the cobblestone streets of fontaine. they are not going off the hook so easily. gunshots rang across the vicinity but you managed to evade them, thanks to the crowding buildings and abandoned houses in the outskirts of town.

yes, this is exactly what yelan told you about. she mentioned about a bank in fontaine, and predicted a robbery, especially in pursuit of a diamond hidden in the halls of the bank. and it’s also located near the fortress of meropide. where your boyfriend could be waiting…

ah, the administrator of the meropide incorporation— or simply known as the fortress. your lover wriothesley works there. he wouldn’t be too keen on letting you leave on your mission all alone, but you can’t rely on him all the time, can you? you were a capable agent after all, so this should not pose a problem to you.

you steel yourself for what’s to come, slipping though the door of the bank as it gets locked. it’s dark.

“huh—! who goes there?!” a voice rang out from afar, alerting you of a potential threat. ah, it’s just a guard. still, you made a point not to draw attention to the guards in the bank. it’ll scare your hunting game away.

you dove deeper into the abyss, within the walls of the enormous safe and the room adjacent to it when you hear someone’s breath. you froze up; is someone following you? are they a spy? are they here to kill you? you swivel around your head with a wary expression, a blade in your hand before your eyes set upon a glowing pair of silver.

slowly, you began to see his silhouette, but by bit, little by little, until the scene catches you in a swirl of emotions. he’s injured, a gash on his shoulder, with his good arm clutching over it to stop the bleeding, while he sits there, panting for breath due to exhaustion.

“a-ah?” he started, trying to get a good look of your face. he doesn’t know you, you were in a disguise. despite the lingering feeling to break character and take off your hat, you only pressed a hand on his chest to stop him from moving, your voice unrealistically firm, “sir, you’re hurt.”

somehow, he can recognize that voice, yet he was too tired to even think straight. by luck, you pulled out a pocket first aid kit, a little something from sigewinne. she and wriothesley don’t always meet eye-to-eye at times, but you can tell they really care for each other like a little sister to an older brother. and she cares about you, too.

dabbing the wound with a cotton ball stained with antiseptic and wrapping it with a roll of gauze, you place him straight behind the wall of the safe.

“thank you…” he managed, a surprised yet tender smile on his lips. you smiled back with a nod, “anytime.”

for a moment, you two were silent, apart from the sound of his panting. he had so many questions that he would like you to answer. why are you here? how did you find him? and do you not find it strange to nurse a stranger? you were never a stranger to begin with, but still, the disguise leaves more questions to wriothesley’s noisy mind.

“i’m not sure if i should be surprised or scared, but… how exactly did you find me?” he started with a serious gaze, still clutching the patched wound on his shoulder. you shook your head, “i heard you scuffling over… and i saw you there.”

no, no, this is no good at all. he wants to know more about your intentions.

“is it now? heh, how so?” he asked, a tired but wry look on his face as he shifted himself to the corner. finally, for the first time, you decided to play a little into his feelings.

“i have my sources, wrio,” his nickname slips past your lips so suddenly he visibly tenses in recognition. slowly, he hears you loud and clear. it was his y/n all along!

“w-wait, y/n??” he audibly gasped, so loudly you had to cover his mouth as a few guards perk up at the sound. he narrowed his eyes at you with a stern grimace, “you didn’t get in trouble, did you?” you could only shake your head with a cheeky laugh. “nope. i'm here on a mission.”

“without me?” he looks wounded by your words, he was worried sick about you. and you both loved and hated it at the same time.

”i know, i’m sorry,” you murmured, planting a kiss on his cheek, where a dried scar ran over the pale skin, across his jawline. At this point, you forgot all about the mission and your focus was entirely on him.

“i missed you,” you said, and he almost melted at your words. he pulls you close and whispered, “i missed you too.”

within the dark, you were here with an injured boyfriend, feeling oddly strange. but you liked it. you were getting bored from waiting, but the two of you decided to kill time with friskiness.

hands in his hair as you swallowed his quiet little pants, while his strong, vein-streaked hands grabbed at your frame. even though the morbid scene of him almost dying remained, this little moment pushed all worries and logic behind.

if someone was watching them right now, they can’t. your floppy hat concealed the closeness of your faces, the flushed looks you’ve exchanged while your lips remained sealed, a taste. even though you lover is injured, the way he’s holding you as if he’ll crush you into dust tells the tale.

you were playing with fire, and you both knew it.

he had to suppress a groan that sounded like a mix of pain and bliss, but you pulled away, thinking that you’ve hurt him.

“sorry, did i hurt you?” you asked with a frown, while he huffed a sigh, “nope, not even once, darling.”

then you heard gunshots, and the both of you perked up. it’s time to go.

to your shock, wriothesley began crawling on all fours before he stood at his fullest height. he was revitalized, up and going again. you can see the hint of determination in his stance and steel-grey eyes, and it infected you like a virus.

“here, why don’t we both go and get those lackeys?”

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day two - dancing in the rain / chilling under the covers

⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚ context: it’s raining today; you and your lover had nothing else to do; nothing could satiate your boredom!

until an idea hits you— go outside and play, or stay hidden in the sheets. will you risk yourself (and your partner) catching a cold, or remain safely in the comfort of their embrace, inside your homely paradise?

⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚ fandom/s: genshin impact

⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚ character/s: aether, venti, kazuha, heizou, xiao, wanderer

⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚ genre/s: fluffily fluff

notes: i’m back with self-made prompt. our internet at home was being a meanie six (or more) days ago (we literally lost signal for THAT long), so apologies for the lack of response TT

heads-up/warnings: not proofread, (y/n) is a stubborn ahh in other scenarios, lowercase letters (except in one particular part in heizou's, it had caps on ;) ), long paragraphs, wanderer is named “kuni,” kuni wants cuddles (he’s greedy af), affectionate nicknames (aether - love; venti - little windblume, dear; kazuha - love, baby; heizou - darling; wanderer/kuni - dork, babe)

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“are you sure? it’s pouring quite hard out there…” aether - cautious, but eventually gives up and goes with you

you peer out the open window of the living room, the soft pitter-patter of rain falls upon the roof down to the ground, coupled with the occasional clanking of the plates across the room, you just ate, yet you were getting impatient, but for what reason? you were probably bored…

“love, are you okay?” asked the blonde as he looked at you, eyes of topaz and that sweet smile on his lips. you smile back and let him embrace you, fully enveloped in his arms. “bored…” you mutter dully, gazing at the dreary weather. “yeah, it’s gotten so cold lately,” aether added with a frown, a soft hum as he caressed your hair. until… your eyes met his, an idea formed inside that imaginative brain of yours.

“…ah, don’t give me that look,” he sighs, and you giggle in response. “i wanna go out and play in the rain,” and as expected, he gazes at you with eyebrows furrowed, “are you sure? it’s pouring quite hard out there…”

but the rain looks so pretty… “i can’t wait here any longer, and besides, it’s only a drizzle!” you try to convince him, but he only gave you a shake of his head, a gentle smile of concern still plastered.

“(y/n), you might catch a cold,” aether limply replies, “that won’t convince me from having fun with my boyfriend!” you were a stubborn one, that’s for sure. it’s obvious your lover finds your personality endearing yet frustrating at the same time. eventually, after half a minute of persuading did aether finally give up trying to argue with you, and ran off to another room. confused, you follow him, until he brings out a pair of raincoats with a grin.

“wouldn’t want you to get wet, would we? c’mon love, let’s head out.”

he wasn’t sure why, but this wasn’t just your persuasion that draws him in. he recalled having his twin sister lumine asking the same request when they were kids. seeing you happy— prancing about in the rain in your adorable transparent raincoat glistening in the rain— was the same warmth he felt when he took lumine out of the open the same way he did.

suddenly, a loud crash of thunder scared the living daylights out of you, and you ran back to aether for fortress. he got scared as well, and you two huddle together.

"did you hear that?!" "y-yeah, i did..."

for some reason, you didn't want to let go of your boyfriend, and you were crumbling like fine powder in the midst of a storm. aether was about to laugh at this yet he refrained, seeing your shocked figure tremoring like a maraca in his grip. putting a hand under your chin to lift your head towards him, he beamed warmly, and now, you were looking at a bright sunshine of a smile he's wearing.

"don't worry. i'm not going anywhere."

he’ll cherish this moment forever, hold it inside his heart as if his memories made themselves home within it.

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“who cares when we get drenched? let’s keep playing!” venti - energetic and thrilled, a sunshine in the rain

ah, the ever-radiant venti, who finds the positives in all the negatives, the rays of light in complete darkness. how did he even deserve your love? basically, the weather is gloomy, and you two had the same frequencies of ennui, which means, you two are very, very bored.

right now, you two are at home, lying next to each other on the couch like two lazy dogs, with him frequently twirling at his braids of teal while you skim through the book you’ve read twice. you cast your gaze at the window, the grey clouds drearily casting a shadow over Mondstadt. it’s merely a light drizzle, but it’s still enough to make one shiver to the bone.

“oh wait! i have an idea,” you blurt out, abandoning the book onto the coffee table, and your cheerful boyfriend perks up at your voice filled with excitement once again. “ah, little windblume! what’s your idea?”

“what if… we go outside in the rain?” you ask him, and his dark eyes lit up with joy, as always. “i have a better one! we can even go out in our raincoats and stomp in the puddles! haha, i like that, my dear (y/n)~”

and so, you did. you went out with your matching raincoats, with you holding the parasol that could cover two people at most. you two were practically children playing outside a stormy weather, jumping in puddles, without a single care in their lives.

you were starting to worry when the wind suddenly blew away your parasol, and in an instinct, you chased after it, only for the wind to carry it upwards, far, far from the hands could reach until it nested neatly on the roof of the angel’s share. “i lost my umbrella! we might get sick at this rate!”

despite this, venti was a little surprised but still grins at you. at this point, you can’t tell if it’s just the wind or was it all your lover’s doing. you shot a glare at his mischief, and he laughs. as always, it should be him. but he managed to apologize a second later “sorry, it’s just that you’re holding back from having so much fun.”

this caught you completely off guard, but he steps closer and told you this:

“who cares when we get drenched? let’s keep playing!” venti cheerfully declares, putting up his hood and putting his hands in yours. they were damp, but warmer that you thought.

yes, nothing is more enjoyable than reliving a happy memory in a perceived sad scene with your beloved boyfriend.

(you two got really sick right after and jean came to nurse you ‘till full health)

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“nothing is better than a downpour after a moment of a sunny adventure.” kazuha - doesn’t mind one bit, also concerned for your safety, but likes a moment of adventure with you

despite having rented yourselves a home, you two wanted to roam around Inazuma, taking breaks by seeking shelter under trees, canopies of restaurants and houses, or abandoned camps set by treasure hoarders. though you initially thought this is dangerous, he always assured that you both have the blades in your hands for protection. until one day, kazuha tugs at your hand with a warning, right when you hear the faint fore-coming of a storm; “rain is coming… let’s go find shelter.”

kazuha has a knack for predicting the weather by the wind picking up its pace, the few drops of rain from afar, the faintest rumbling of thunder that declares the glory of the Almighty Shogun, the dark monochrome clouds enveloping the once-blue skies. that’s just how perceptive your boyfriend. you’ll have to thank him for that later.

unfortunately, luck is not on your side today, because you were settling right under a tree as you two found nothing. the only shade that served you well was the branches of the old oak tree covered completely in green leaves. he eventually picks up on your shivering; you forgot to bring your raincoat— but he wrapped an arm around your shoulder and waist, and in an instant, your blush deepens; not from the cold, but from kazuha’s warmth.

“you’re shivering, baby,” kazuha whispers, his kind smile and his scarlet eyes making your heart melt. how could a ronin like him be so gentle with you as his partner? he’s no fighter, he is a lover. like always, he enjoys a moment of solace with you in the chaos. he even composed a few haikus to the rhythm of the rain, waiting in intervals to let a few drops fall to the ground with a small splash.

despite the shivering, you were okay, at least warmer than before. you couldn’t come up with conversational topics, but one thought occurred to you.

“kazu, what if… we just have to go in the rain and search for more shelter?” that question made him raise his eyebrows in thought and concern, “hm? are you sure, (y/n)? we can’t have you catching a cold, not in this state.”

“well, it’s not pouring that hard," you tell him with a smile. that fire of determination in your eyes was hard to extinguish, and kazuha was pretty much drawn to it in a way as if he was a moth to her flame. "pretty please?"

kazuha gazes back at you, and immediately concluded that he was done. he sighed and gave only a defeated beam; "alright, just stay close to me and i'll keep you covered, okay love?"

you and your lover took the risk as you ran deep into the storm, the cold air hitting your faces along with the pouring rain. the ground was slippery, and you found yourself slipping while kazuha ended up almost tumbling over you, your screams echoing each other as you fell right upon a puddle of the concrete floor.

for a moment, your eyes meet into a matching emotion of shock, your frame hovering over his own as he lay drenched in the puddle, before you began to snort. kazuha brushed his bangs away from his face and grinned in amusement.

"what's so funny?" "nothing, i think i like the view from up here."

that remark made him flush in a slight red, and he laughed louder. the happiness was utterly contagious, so contagious you could shed tears.

“nothing is better than a downpour after a moment of a sunny adventure.”

maybe he's right. even beauty lies within a mess of life's storm.

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“c’mon, let’s head over there, i think i know a good spot around here.” heizou - yes, absolutely yes. a mundane day turned perfect because of one main ingredient: you

"why hello there, darling," the detective greeted, and you nod with a smile, "hi, heizou!" you just came back from finishing a commission when it started pouring, along with a few thundering that rang in your ears.

"i reckon you just finished a commission? from tsurumi island, i presume?" heizou asked, noticing your troubled look. yes, indeed, the anguish you wore tells the tale that you hated doing that request ever again.

"yeah," you weakly told him, wiping away the rainwater from your hair before heizou hands you a towel and sits next to you. "actually, you're in for a treat! i was just about to head to ritou to investigate... and i could use a pair of hands..."

as always, you like a little adventure with your beloved detective, so you pushed yourself to go. "sure, two heads are better than one." you say, a smile playing on your lips.

but there's one problem... the rain.

"hang on, with this weather, you certainly aren't planning to get us both drenched, right?" you ask skeptically, and he eyed you with a gleam. ah, that look on his face again.

"man alive, you don't trust me that easily, huh? too bad i brought your favorite raincoat.," he unfolds the garment with a feigned sigh, "oh well, guess we'll just have to tuck it away again-"

"actually-! i can keep that," you stopped him, yanking it off from his hands before he could go inside and return it to your room.

you two ventured out into the woods, with your lover going on a small tangent about the case he solved. sneaking past the guards and bumping into gorou, you listened through the whole thing, even if all of it was going nowhere. besides, he just can't help it when you two were basically attached by the hip.

with little time, the rain poured harder, and you were hanging onto the last of your raincoat hoodie, until he looks at the spot nearby. “c’mon, let’s head over there, i think i know a good spot around here.”

and there it is, the harbor. the wood that makes the port where the shore meets the ocean. you look around, not noticing heizou lagging behind you, there's nothing but empty houses, fallen leaves, and the empty area that surrounds the island, "i don't see anything," you say, confused, until he tugs at your arm with a cheeky smile.

"shh, quickly now," he shushes you, and right on the exact fourth beat-

CRASH!!

a lightning hit the surface of the ocean, and a sudden thrill creeps up your spine from the flash. he eventually held you tightly, arms framing your waist like a protective shield, hidden behind a cold concrete wall where your heads can only be seen.

"...you brought me here just to traumatize me, do you?" "oh come on, the look on your face says otherwise."

it's irritating that you're a little more amazed than scared. you were scared, but heizou's embrace took that uneasiness away from you. there was no case, just a little bonding together with your boyfriend.

"i still don't forgive you for lying. but just don't move an inch and we're good. okay?"

"i won't. anything for you."

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“…are you serious? you might catch a cold.” xiao - he won’t let you get sick; not once, not ever

it's true that demons don't stop for the rain, as xiao told you not too long ago. but the idea of going right into a commotion of a storm confused him. you suggested the idea as he was just about to leave the wangshu inn to have a moment of solitude.

"you mortals sure have the audacity to do such activities," he commented with a furrowed gaze, "why did you even suggest that?"

"ever heard of relaxation and fun?" you asked rather stubbornly, yet xiao only gave you a grunt in response, not believing you.

"playing in the rain doesn't even spark any joy in me," he flatly declined, yet you gave him a look; here comes the begging again, "come onnn! at this rate, you even have to point out all the good things you can get from playing in the rain.

"people can stomp around in puddles, take a small shower, anything of that sort! love, come on, just give it a chance!"

"...are you serious? you might catch a cold," xiao stares bewildered at you, and he's also irritated by the idea of you being so reckless and getting into danger. defeated, you slump in your seat, the couch carrying your pouty stature. he looks away, a little guilty for having to put up with you all the time, but he really doesn't want you to go.

"listen," he began, uncrossing his arms as he gazes at you with a grim look, "i don't want you to get in trouble. not after what happened."

so he remembered, you did get sick after scouting the harbor with beidou on a rainy afternoon. it's a silly thought, but you remained frowning at him. "fiiine..."

sighing, you lie on the couch, and the yaksha looks at you shortly before heading outside, not without an order, "stay here, i'll be back."

you wondered what your lover would do, it's raining, yet he wanted you to stay. despite this, you were getting bored to death, so you decided to sleep a wink this afternoon.

you couldn't remember the last time you slept this long, and your sense of smell picked up on xiao's presence beside you. before even realizing it, he had lifted your head and put your head against a pillow, and you heard him place a platter on the coffee table before his parting footsteps.

thinking he was gone, you rose and stretched from the couch, and you smelled... almond tofu. there was a note attached, written in fancy handwriting.

"enjoy your lunch, (y/n)" - xiao

your heart fluttered and you hastily took the hot bowl of the meal and ate with soft, savory bites as the food melted in your tongue. in the distance, xiao is watching, leaning against the wall of the room, his face heating up in red hue as a ghost of a smile make its way on his face.

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“hmph, how childish. just stay inside, you don't want to get sick, do you?” kuni - thinks it’s too childish, but he’s just feeling cranky and greedy; he doesn’t want you to leave

"kuni, just once!" you wailed in protest, on your knees, clutching the pillow in front of you just to act cute, but kuni was not buying it. he growled in annoyance, "i said no."

you tried everything. coax him with tea, nothing; getting him to leave the bed (either pulling, pushing, or dragging), nothing; threatening by ignoring him, nothing; giving him an embrace, he hesitantly complies with another hug, but still nothing. making him get out of bed from the storm is closest to impossible.

you slumped behind the leg of the bed and groaned in defeat. that little dastard... your boyfriend being like this as always.

he knew you so much that he could memorize your antics, much to your disappointment.

"kuniii! get out of bed!!" you scream with a frustrated groan, and kuni replied with an exasperated tone, "just why did you want to make me leave the bed?"

it's stupid, but you had to try, "i like the rain, okay? it's stupid, but i wanna go out and play!" that made him stop, but he clicked his tongue and crossed his arms.

"hmph, how childish," you hear him say. finally, you gave up trying. he's not leaving anytime soon, so you grumpily plop on the bed next to him.

"you're such a killjoy." "..."

you heard him sigh, and then a sudden force drags you back up to bed, a surprised gasp escaping you as he put his head on your shoulder, a small groan.

"playing in the rain won't get you anywhere, you'll only get yourself sick," he grumbled, as if he's chiding you. you know that, but what significance does it even hold? you're getting so bored.

he picks up on your boredom and turned you around, his violet eyes meeting yours, and you blushed as crimson as a rose in full bloom. it always spurred a reaction out of him, a small grin tugging at his lips, but going serious once more.

"just stay inside, you don't want to get sick, do you?" he requested, forming a small tint of pink in his cheeks as he held you closer for comfort. the only thing you could think right now is probably:

"archons, kuni, what's gotten into you?"

despite this, you comply to his request and just bury your head into his shoulder, arms wrapped around his frame as the two of you remained cuddling in the bed.

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