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Kazuha as a...

[kazuha x gender neutral reader]

- fluff - no smut - 

warnings: mentions of pregnancy, mentions of nausea.

DISCLAIMER:

This is an old fic and ask I saw in my drafts and I wanted to post it since it was almost finished. Also, I finally found the log in to my account so Im back! Sorry I posted this 2 years late I forgot..

ALSO MORE LAW OF TALOS CONTENT AHEAD SORRY GUYS FOR BEING GONE FOR A YEAR

enjoy !!

Boyfriend

The waves roared against the thick wood of the ship. Your stomach felt tight while your head felt light. You never knew why you decided to join forces with the eager Beidou, knowing your immense sickness towards the waves themselves. You grimaced, closing your eyes.

“Are you alright love?”

You felt Kazuha’s velvety voice coax you out of your sickness. You opened your eyes to see his white hair followed by the thick red streak that was embedded into it. The red streak a refining trait of the Kaedehara family, well known and has presented itself in your lover. 

“We’re almost at shore, don’t you worry now,”

Your throat let out a groan as you helpless nodded against Kazuha’s shoulder. Kazuha was always a soft character to you. When you had felt lost Kazuha would feel like the guiding light in a dark tunnel. You’ll never forget when the treasure hoarders left a nasty cut on your arm and the shock and anger in his crimson eyes. The aftermath was sweet moment of him holding your arm close as he wrapped the bandages around your arm. The pounding of your heart and the burning feeling tainted your senses. The ship rocked pulling you and of your tender thoughts. You held onto the thick fabric of Kazuha’s scarf for the balance. The bright cheer of your fellow crew mates flooded it your ears. You were home, you were at shore. 

Kazuha’s shoulder’s relaxed, the roars of the storms were behind the crew. Upon his low calm demeanor, his stomach roared. You chuckled, your hand flying over to your hand to stifle the laugh to come. You were the most fragile but beautiful thing. Your personality something that he has come addicted to. Was it your personality? Your looks? Oh, now he knows

It’s you, and only you.

Husband

After the tender feelings that you two shared, it was undeniable that Kazuha wanted you to be a Kaedehara. Would he propose in a manner that showed more then him telling that he wanted you be his? Would he bring you amongst the stars only to recite the sweet poetry. This was the one thing that kept him from sliding the shining ring onto your fingers. 

Was is he too scared?

No, he couldn’t be scared of your rejection. You had to love him right? Was this too fast? The questions intangled him, his coarse hands rubbed against the leaf that once made sweet tunes. Now, without sunlight or proper care, detached from it’s original stem that it once flourished from was gone. The shape once smooth and strong, was now brittle with small rips inbetween. 

“Hey Kazuha, what’s got you stumped?”

He has turned to the direction of the familiar voice. His eyes had met hers which was an excellent bold color. Bold. What a perfect way to describe her.

“I’m fine Beidou, I’m seeing in which ways I can propose to y/n-”

The alcohol which was once easily sliding down her throat was not even going through her lips. She had completely paused as if she an animation and someone had paused her completely. 

“Well, well- Look at ya I blink my eyes and you’re already getting married-”

Her boastful laugh echoed in the small room, her strong palm slammed against Kazuha’s back.

“Lemme help ya- I’m sure my advice will be a great assistance,”

He sighed, smiling after as he looked at the prominent woman.

This was going to be an awfully long week. 

After hundreds upon hundreds of rehearsals from the captain, only then did he feel as if it was appropriate to ask the question. The small box felt like pure acid has seeped into his hand, was he really going to ask? He ought to, he has already gone through so much preparation that it would be a waste not to. But one thing for certain. He was going to make you his.

- Kazuha was a good husband who was with you at all times

- when he’s jealous he makes you flaunt the ring

- He lays on your shoulder for comfort, taking in the warmth you emit

- he smiles at you knowing you are his spouse

Father

Finding out he way going to be a father, allowed him to gather himself. Mature fast so he could be the best father possible.

- Keeping the Kaedehara linage was a responsibility, something he was oathed to do from the very start

- Bringing herbs, berries, and fruits he had found around Inazuma and other nations.

- he rubbed your back, whispering how much you meant to him. You were carrying his child, it was the least he could do

- He often talked about the probabilities of the babies’ features in detail to you. Running his fingers around your bump as he rested his head against you.

- He insist you are never alone.

- When the baby was born, he couldn’t stop smiling.

-

“Y/N.”

Your husband spoke softly, his red robe tied against his waist as he took another sip of his tea.

“Hm?” You hummed, your head pressed against the head of your son. It was another restless night of him crying.

“Please dear, allow yourself rest. I’ll take care of him for the rest of the day, you can see him when you wake up.” He got up, motioning your hands to give him the baby.

“Kazuha- that’s so sweet, but really there’s no need for that. You have an expedition planned for today and you’ve already canceled so so many for this week.” You stuttered, rubbing the back of the four month old in your grasp.

“Expeditions will always comes last when it comes to family. Allow me to take care of my family.” He smiled gently, caressing your cheeks and you slumped against his bandaged hand. “And my care does not only pertain to our children, but it will always include my spouse.” His scarlet eyes stared into yours as he gave you a simple nod of reassurance.

Your head dipped, giving him the baby as you stood up. “Thank you Kazuha, I’m so grateful to have you.” You shuffled sheepishly, rubbing your tired eyes as your husband spoke loving words to the baby.

“We’re grateful to have you as well, dear.” His body turned the baby to yours, looking down at his sleeping son. “Isn’t that right?”

You laughed, giving your baby one last smooch on the cheek. You were forever grateful for Kazuha and your baby.

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why I’m not posting as frequently - hello!! I haven’t posted something in a while and I’m so sorry for those having to wait on their requests. I’ve been working on my college entrance exams and going to the prep classes. Hopefully I can get back into the groove sometime soon but nevertheless I will be back! Requests are still open wink wink >u•

here’s a pic of a dog to distract. See you in the next fic published :)

[stampvamp]

I see that request are opened,

may I request fluffy headcannon relationships with Karl and Rachel?

Take the time you need!

of course!! I’m so excited to write for Rachel and I haven’t done it before! Please excuse any grammar mistakes. Cute ask anon, and it shall be granted! I hope you meant romantic and seperate but if you meant a poly (or platonic) I don’t mind writing that either!

[please notify me if any gender identifying pronouns are used]

Rachel

- Rachel was always kind to you, even in the friendship that soon bloomed into a relationship. Rachel loved teaching you new techniques and expanding your knowledge on different subjects.

- When the tables were turned, she would sit back and listen patiently to whatever you had stumbled upon and wanted to engage in. Loving the expressions on your face whenever you talked about something that held your interests and passion.

- Her love for you spread like the plague, her pale cheeks turning into a peach pink whenever you were around.

- Sometimes her flirtatious remarks would shoot over your head, as she began to wonder if you were ignoring them

- She told you her feelings in means of romantic poem. Detailing how great of a person you were and the strong feelings that tainted her senses whenever she was around you.

- Once in a relationship, she was able to show you her upmost affection. Kissing your cheeks and holding your hand, she loved being able to comment about how she loves you.

- Rachel adores gifting you multiple things. Putting them in cute packaging just to see your eyes widened of whatever she put in there. The boxes filled to the brim of your favorite foods and tied with a dark red to a light pink ribbon.

- You sit down and listen to the harmonical tunes that she plays. Adoring her silent appreciations of you as an audience. Doing a small bow as you clapped.

- One if her favorite things to do with you is bake, beforehand she hadn’t had much baking experience. Reading cookbooks of how to make the sweetest tarts and cookies. She was determined to share treats with you and it be both of your prides.

———————

Studying the strawberry, it was larger than usual. About 2 times the size, you thought. Taking the red fruit and swishing against the towel. You had been cleaning the strawberries you and Rachel had managed to raise over the past months. Losing a small patch of the sweet fruits due to an infestation that happened in a separate small garden to the side.

“Y/N-?”

A sweet voice coaxed you over from remembering your failed strawberry patch. You had instantly recognized it as your girlfriend’s of seven months. Your hand pinched the ends of the gloves as you removed it. Your hands felt slightly damped from the water accidentally entering the gloves from washing the berries.

“I’ll be there in a second!” You called, flicking the remaining water from hands as you took a towel to ensure dryness. Putting it the side, you rushed over to the other side of you and Rachel’s humble home. There she was, the pink apron hugged her waist as it was tied behind her back. Her hand was wrapped around the whisk as she greeted you in with a smile.

“Hello darling, mind doing a task for me?” She leaned over to your cheeks, pecking them as she tapped the bottom of your chin. Your eyes searched for whatever was in the bowl, a thick pink cream laid in the plastic bowl. Opening your mouth as a gesture of consent, she picked up a small spoon and landed it in your mouth.

The flavor followed promptly, swallowing the broad saccharine mixture you let out an hum. She giggled, holding the spoon as she watched you enjoy it.

“You like it?” She questioned, the ends of her soft pink lips curling into a smile. You nodded quick, expressing your gratitude over the sweetness of frosting.

“Of course-, it tastes wonderful and it’ll go on just perfect on the cheesecake-!” You chirped, affirming her confidence. Her arms wrapped around you as you smiled. Oh god, you think you really found the one.

Karl

- Karl and you had butted heads in the start. You felt as if he couldn’t last a day without mocking or teasing you in slightest. Ruffling your hair, stealing certain small items from you to see if you’ll notice. Survival of the fittest. He calls it, you think he’s just an asshole.

- He had once seen you crying and his head swarmed in anger. Demanding who had hurt you with a stern tone. With your hiccups and sobs you had managed to tell him that you had lost one of prized possessions. Karl had looked for it for the whole day, retracing the places you had recalled to him. Although, he would never admit that he purposely looked for it. He had just happened to “come across it”

- Karl sometimes can’t stop thinking about you. He hates how it rendered his fighting skills, his moves less calculated. Still a strong opponent on the battlefield, but weak mentally. That’s the word, you have him weak.

- He follows you, he will admit sometimes it is without your knowing. It’s only to make sure your safe, a human like you couldn’t defend yourself. He takes it upon himself to be a bodyguard.

- Karl had confessed straight out, not being able to contain his thoughts anymore. To come clean. His voice stern but his thoughts clouded with the hope that you would accept.

- Now being your partner, he has an excuse for taking care of you. No more lying, he relishes in the thought that you are his. Nobody else can have you.

- Karl shoos away anyone that takes too long with you. Sometimes it frustrates you but you can’t get too angry with Karl. He’ll find away to melt you.

- His large orange overcoat hung over your shoulders as the bleakness of the winter coated the earth. He makes sure that you are warm and cared for. He’s a statue, he doesn’t need much coverage.

- When your legs grow tired he hauls you over his shoulders, his strength surpassing any living being. He loves how you gasp when his arms wrap around you.

- Karl’s love language is physical touch, something about it just makes him yearn for it. He loves the warmth of your skin.

- If you aren’t comfortable with physical touch, Karl will find another method to love you. He just loves you so much, you make his brain go numb.

… does he have a brain? He’s a statue. God damn it does he NOT know his own anatomy?

—————————————

Your legs swung in the wind. The swings emitting a screech. The laughs and giggles from you and your friend, Climber echoed the small park.

“How’d you go that high-?” Climber asked, his hands wrapped around the chains. His shoes digging into the wood chips below the two of you. Your foot struck the ground, the friction hauling you into an abrupt stop.

“Here, take your leg- and let go. After a whole start rocking your legs back and forth but make sure you get faster.” You instructed him, nodding at you as he stared at your legs as an example.

The small rustling of the bushes caused you to look over at the them. You quickly dismissed it as a small animal or rodent playing in it. Holding onto the chains, your motions came to an abrupt stop.

“Karl-! I didn’t know you were going to be here!”

He held onto your shoulders, kissing your cheeks. His eyes wandering to Climber as he held you closer. “Didn’t expect him to be here.” He muttered against your skin, a small chuckled emitted from you.

“Oh, well..hello?” Climber peered at Karl, sheepishly smiling at the two of you. Karl walked to him before whispering a few things to him, his eyes widening as he finished. Climber quickly dusted himself off before getting up and waving you both goodbye.

“Leaving so soon?” You cocked your head, seeing your dear friend walk away from the park. Your head turned to Karl, your eyes piercing.

“Karl, what did you tell him? You certainly weren’t rude were you?” You grumbled as Karl’s hand intertwined with yours.

“Of course not darling, I would never. I just gave him a simple tap to realize that I wanted to spend time with my beauty of a significant other..is that too much to ask?” He purred, resting his cheek upon yours.

“At least I’m not jealous..” You moved away from the statue slightly, a hurt expression spread across his face.

“Jealous? What makes you think I’m jealous! What a vulgar comment!” He pushed, earning a small giggle from you.

“The way you told him, and the way that you’re holding me tells me otherwise.”

“Well, what if I wanted to have you all to myself ever thought of that!”

(Woosaiahahha I took so long, I’m sorry guys :( requests are still open and if you requested I am working on it!! I promise!! Again anon, thank you for the opportunity to write for you!! I hope more people request! Sorry for the ending of Karl…got lazy :p)

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Hello saw that asks were open and I'm having LOT brainrot

Maybe Climber and Karl x gn reader who likes to give them little gifts like rocks they've found or other shiny objects to show their affection

(Could be separate romantic hcs or poly hcs with them it's up to u and what you're comfy with!)

of course! This is such a cute request thank you so much!! Feel free to request me more after this!! :) So cute of a request Anon!!

To those wanting to request, REQUESTS ARE STILL OPEN

(separate Karl and Climber the poly version didn’t save… 😭)

Karl

You couldn’t believe the building that once held up so many memories crashed only a week ago. The memories only saved by rubbish, as you hiked against the piles solemnly. The moon guiding you as darkness consumed the area around you. You could still smell the strong cigarette smell, you could still see the hard concrete floors. Your thoughts crashed down, and so did you landing on a cold piece of metal.

“Huh…?” The warmth of your mouth expelling a cloud from your lips, the cold air danced around you. A strong ache in your left legs had prominently showed itself, you looked around. Had anyone witnessed it?

The cold wash of embarrassment flooded your senses, scraping yourself off the metal you had fallen over. A pale pink stone sat prettily on the grimy blanket. It was smooth, and the moonlight had hit it was such brilliance.

Taking it into your hand, you had completely forgotten about your injuries. Only the reaction of your dear boyfriend, Karl. Standing up, the ran off the piles. Ash jamming itself inside of the soles of your shoes but you didn’t care. You had only cared about the pretty pink stone and giving it to your lover. The smooth pebble felt soft in your hands, maneuvering it around your palms.

Your lover grasped the sheet music, holding it up for further inspection. The accidentals followed by a change in the key intrigues him greatly. Well, not as greatly as his lover running towards him with something rested into their hands.

“Karl-! I’ve found something amongst the rubbish!” You chirped, stopping yourself with your heel as he faced him. A warm smile spread to his face as he lent down to kiss your excited form. He set the bow down in its case where his violin laid.

“Darling, what’s gotten you in such a way-?” He commented, laughing mid sentence at your energy. He had loved it when you got excited. Your hands unfolded at the question, the small pretty pink rock sat in your palms. It shined as you turned it over with a flick of your thumb.

“I want you to have it, Karl,-“ His gaze averted to you, placing his rough hands onto your shoulders. His mind swelled up with the thought of ways of affection.

“Are you sure? You really seem to enjoy it, I wouldn’t want to take that away from you..” You interrupted him with a kiss, pulling away from him as he handed him the rose colored stone.

“It’s beautiful,” He adorned, his hand collected the object in his hand. You quickly smiled before running off, presumably to look upon more rubbish.

Bending down, Karl unzipped his violin case. Everything was neat, the rosin in its place and the bow hair untouched. His finger unhatched the smallest compartment, where small brown bag sat. He pinched the end of the string letting it unravel itself. The pebble fell amid the beautiful ornaments you had gave him over the years. Something so beautiful was given to him by someone even more beautiful than the things they supplied for him.

Climber

Climber sat in the back of an dark alleyway. He had sown himself together more than he could think. Of course, you being beside him at all times were the usually the one doing the attaching.

He missed you terribly, he didn’t know why. You are only gone for five minutes to hit up the store that had sowing materials. Certainly he wasn’t that clingy.

“Climber, I’m back!”

Your voice snapped him out of his thoughts as he practically jumped. You had come back with the materials as promised. The olive green bag stuck to your side as you approached him gleefully.

“Is the stitching in your arm doing any better?” You questioned him, taking his severed limb into your soft caring hands. Climber slumped his one attached shoulder before leaning against the cold brick wall behind him.

“Stay still..” You instructed, narrowing your eyes to poke the sowing needle into his fabric. He groaned, trying to loosen his pain. You pulled the needle, successfully attaching his loose limb back into him.

“Better?” You questioned, cocking your head slightly to the left.

“Yes…a lot actually-“ he muttered, his head dropping onto your shoulder. His eyes soon wandered to the small brown bag, a multitude of items could be spotted. A small tray of mints with small tissues, nudged into the small compartment. Lotion and a bag of different flavored gummies. Your hand reached into it, snapping him out of his thoughts. He opened his mouth to apologize, but a green crystal entered his hands.

“I looked at it, and thought of you.” The crystal was smooth around his fingers as the edges were coarse and rigid around his thumbs.

“Woah-? Really..? This is really cool-! Thank you so much!” The burst of warmth invaded his thoughts and mind. Wrapping his arms around your form as you giggled into his shoulder.

“Not so rough on your arms-! If you hug me any tighter they’ll for sure rip-!” You exclaimed, his arms loosened as he looked at you. His smile and his different shaped eyes adoring every aspect of you.

“If my arms were to rip, I would rather them rip because I was loving you.” Your hand reached for his head, hitting him as you giggled.

“Oh god you’re so cheesy”

“A-and you’re so perfect!”

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a/n: thank you for reading!! I’m sorry for procrastinating and taking a long time, I’ve been studying for exams… 😭 Again Anon, awesome request! I hope more of you are able to give me requests! I loved writing them!!

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somebody please send me requests for an LOT fanfic immediately

[stampvamp]

Climber as your Bf HC’s!! + Scenarios

summary: climber crush/dating hcs confession included <3 Reader is gender neutral (please notify me if any gender identifying nouns are used)

so I wanted to make climber x reader first but Karl wonnn. If anybody is interested in a climber x reader I’ll write it. Also it may take a bit longer to upload the Karl x reader since I’m a bit busy,, not proofread

- First of all, his crush on you is immense and he doesn’t know how to tell you.

- His pale face gets hot whenever your around

- His stomach churns whenever he sees you. In a good way though

- he compliments you often

- He holds your hand when Karl is around because he described him as unpredictable and dangerous

- Asking Karl for advice was the worse thing he could’ve done in the situation, Karl seems knowledgeable about flirting…Right?

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The breeze of the town was relaxing, for the two the just fought at least. Karl had won this time, though it was a embarrassing defeat; Climber had knowledge to beat him subsequently. He didn’t even feel like he had done his best. His moves were sloppy, and the swings of pickaxe were drawn and incalculable. He had fallen victim to his own thought.

“I noticed you were quite thinker- but I never knew you were the one to think so extensively-“

He didn’t realize that Karl was behind him, a small groan left his mouth as he turned to him.

“Yeah..I was just thinking of something..no- someone..”

He scoffed, his cotton white cheeks brightening at the confession. Karl’s amusement didn’t help this as a smug look painted across his gangling form.

“Oh my..and the plot thickens..so.. who’s the lucky person?”

His voice almost came out in a purr, stepping closer to Climber.

“Well, it’s my friend- Y/N..are knowledgeable of them?”

He rubbed his chin slightly, thinking of your general appearance before everything had an eventual click. Climber had knew that this was a fatal mistake. Karl definitely be the type of person to tell you immediately. To hold this as blackmail over his head. How could he so ignorant and intolerant.

“Don’t worry, I’ve got some tricks in my sleeve to make they fall head over heels for you-“

Climber retracted from Karl, his gut feeling uneasy from the sudden comment.

“Well, I think I can do it just fine.. I mean, we’re just friends- I don’t think they would ever really-“

Despite Climber’s refusal, Karl had “trained” him to confess. Although a flustered mess, he had everything to.

- - - - -

The morning was cold, the two sticks rubbing together in order to create a fire. You sternly held the two sturdy wooden pieces, groaning as every attempt you made had a spark but never a flame.

“Do you need help..?”

He squatted infront of you, taking the sticks and effortlessly starting the flame. The Illumination of the fire showed Climber, a small pleasant smile across his cheeks. Pleasant. Yeah, that would be a good way to describe your friend Climber. You waved your hand to greet him, giggling at your friendly gesture.

“I- uh.. I wanted to confront you about something..I’It’s nothing bad! Don’t panic but..it’s just..it’s important..”

Your heart sank at his words, the possibilities and the thoughts of what he was going to say next. You swallowed thick, trying to piece together what his subsequent remark.

“I’m listening..”

Your voice was wobbly, trying to be stern and clear. Climber’s kind eyes looked into yours sensing the distress from you. His hand reached to your tense shoulder, a small sense of comfort. Karl had communicated about how comfort was important.

“Well..I think you’re a good person, a great person in fact- I’ve realized over the course of the- Uhm..friendship that I would like to have a bond with you..”

The air was luxuriant, the panic from Climber could be detected from a mile away.

“Well we already have a bond- but like-! You’re super like..appealing to look at! Uhm.. your also really nice and really kind and- I like really nice and really kind..people..”

You chuckled upon Climber’s compliments, you had loved Climber for a time. The weight against your shoulders lifting as each word he said made you fall deeper in love with him. Your fingers wrapped against his perturbation swarming him. He followed his next words with an exhale. In defeat, he slumped his shoulders and began to hold eye contact.

“I really love you Y/N”

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- During the first week, Climber would do anything for you

- If you claimed that you were hungry, Climber would run against bounds to get you the stuff you need

- One time you caught him watching you sleep as he turned around quickly enough to hopefully make you believe he wasn’t staring

- He holds you tight, sometimes tighter than he needs to

- He pulls you away from Karl when he deems necessary.

- Karl likes to flirt with you to get him going, but just not enough to make you both uncomfortable

- On your first kiss, Climber head butted you and apologized profusely for it

- He defends you with his life

- He really does love you

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FIRST CLIMBER FIC IN 2023 I FEEL ACCOMPLISHED,,, please tell me if you guys want more climber content and I’ll be working on some of my current drafts and my new Karl fic. If you wanna see that it’s my second post on my blog. I’ll be posting more LOT/castleofnations stuff.

(posted Friday 3rd, February 2023)

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Oh please, you make me blush.. (LOT Karl x Reader)

Ello quick a/n before anything. I’ve noticed the extreme lack of x readers with this man recently and I offended beyond measure. Every story I come across was last updated in 2013 and now it’s 2023 and it’s time to shine a light on this grave of a fanbase. I’ll also be making oneshots and hcs. Please tell me if I should continue writing this. Thank you and enjoy

proofread please notify me of any grammar and mispellings <3

Sweet tunes emptied themselves out from the strings of his violin and they echoed through the empty town. Karl was alone, well for the most time. Besides his feathered friend, Arma, nothing was to keep him much company. Sure, he would terrorize humans there and here— but nothing really filled him with hope of companionship beyond Arma. Snapping out of his thoughts, a sudden squeal met itself beyond Karl’s ears.

“What was that Arma-?”

The blonde looked at the crow upon its noise. Its wings flapped against its body, and Karl removed the string instrument from his chin. Excitement ran through him, setting the bow down carefully beside him. Hurling himself closer to Arma, hoping what he heard was correct.

“you heard something and you wanna check it out-? C’mon-!”

He cheered upon the request, dusting off the dirt that had collected itself from his pant leg. Arma swiftly attached itself to his broad shoulders. Karl swept down from the pile of rubbish, only to be greeted by a soft voice echoing from a tall building.

“well- there’s gotta be an explainable output for this..”

Arma squeaked, its head turning into a dagger upon seeing a human. Despite Arma’s alarm, Karl investigated further into the human. How peculiar? To the way they sounded, and looked. Their skin reflected from the sun, and their eyes beaming with such brilliance. Are humans naturally like this? The statue watched the being in front of him closely, he was astonished.

-

Your whole body ached, the soles of your shoes holding on by a thread. You hadn’t remembered much since falling into that coma. You only had remembered the shriek you let out as the blunt object met your face. Now trying to find a new meaning, you find the world around you hostile. Every corner you turned was to be met with another being twice as strong as your own.

“Ello lil-“

The taller being groaned, the pain bursting throughout him. You had smacked him straight with a pan of significant size. You raised the pan once again, meaning to strike as he let out a shriek.

“I meant no harm-! Goodness, are all humans like this? No wonder most people cannot stand your type!”

You grumbled, looking at your only defense mechanism bent beyond repair. The once smooth steel was replaced with rocky dents and cracks. A bird swapped the weapon out of your hand, at the defense of the stranger with one quick swipe it slashed your hand.

“Arma-!“

He grabbed the bird with his bare hands, the fowl squealing as it morphed into different weaponry.

He chirped, stepping closer to you as reluctant as you were. He was taller than you, but not by a lot. His skin tone was off, like a failed paint job of cheap paints easily accessible. There was discoloration at his temple, and his large smile stared back at you.

“Not a talker huh-? Don’t worry, I’ll manage to get a peep out of ya..no matter if you like it or not-!”

Your eyes wandered back to his beloved “pet” , its body still breathing as he laid limp in his rough hands. Bored and embarrassed by its owner's resilience.

“so..you really used a pan to..defend yourself..”

He snickered, clearing his throat as he took a hold of your pan. His eyes looked around at the steel object, rubbing the wooden handle. A strong dull pain of hunger ripped itself towards you, as your stomach growled.

“Here- why not we get to know each other a little more and then you can start hating me! Give me a shot, I’ll make sure not to waste it.. I have a few items at my house and I’d love to have you-!”

You stared at him with venom, your stomach yearned for anything. The last thing you ate was with a strange man, he commented about how you looked cold so you handed you a pot of porridge. He was tall and slender, a kind and gentle smile painted itself across his white face.

He almost didn’t look real. This man didn’t have the smile Karl had. What if he decided to kill you with that bird of his. His smile looks untrusting— but what if he kept his promises? You could have energy once more and explore with ease. Your mouth watered at the possibilities as your hands balled up the material of your shirt in anticipation. You nodded reluctantly, he cheered upon your answer.

“Oh that’s wonderful!- by the way my name is Karl.. this is Arma- but I’m pretty sure I’ve already introduced him.”

The bird flocked to his side, perching itself proudly.

“ My name is Y/N.. “

He chuckled upon hearing your name, wrapping his hand around yours. His hands felt rough—

but not like the roughness of a human's hands. It had no heat, no warmth, and scraped around in your palm. Seeing you cringe, he swiftly mounted you on his back. Before you could even think, Karl had ran back to a cliff. He slid you off his back, planting you onto the wet and soft grass.

“It's not much..but it’s quiet- nothing can really hoister my abilities of playing sweet tunes upon these hills..Oh-! Have I told you I played the violin..?”

The grass felt good against your burning skin. Karl picked the violin up by its neck and held it to his collar. His bow angled itself across the strings as he played a tune. His bow played a harmonical symphony, every note light and delicate. You clapped, as he put down the violin. He bowed, one of this was one of the first applause he had received. What an achievement—!

“Why thank you—! I’m beyond flattered by you, the audience! Awh, don’t give me that look now”

You felt a bit annoyed by the lack of food. Karl handed you over a large bag, plopping it into your lap. He snickered upon hearing the noise escaping from you.

“Forgot humans are inferior when it comes to the inside. All soft and mushy.. like a marshmallow almost-“

You grumbled, striking your foot onto his leg. A pain erupted from your foot suddenly.

“Oh and that spirit-! I gotta love it! Y’know..kicking me in my leg didn’t solve anything- in fact, it ruined our trust we had built with each other..”

Your force contorted with rage, the feel in fingertips went numb as you searched for your pan.

“Trust-? There was no trust-! We’re strangers-! Nothing but complete-“

Karl’s hand covered your mouth, a slight sting appeared as you winced. Karl’s beaming smile had not been affected by your hostile response. Instead, it had spread as he looked down at you with sheer adoration.

“My, my..I thought I was finally getting a first-hand friendship with a human..how can someone so sweet turn so bitter in the matter of seconds-!”

You felt fear. The bird contorted into a knife, attaching itself to Karl’s hand. Karl’s eye contact remained, his eyes pierced into your figure.

“Good good..why not we make a deal? You help me win the tournament and I will be forever laid upon your debt! Anything, I’ll be a hitman for you..Though you really don’t have any of a choice, I’ll be happy to find another human. But..I don’t think I’d be able to find one with such a cute face..”

Your hands made an effort to pull his stony hands off of your mouth. You really did fall into his trap— in hopes to find any food, you had trusted a stranger. You had knew better, but for the slim promise of food you were coaxed. You were manipulated, and the thing is you had made it so easy for Karl to wrap your around his chiseled finger.

You nodded, afraid of your demise. Sinking back into the grass, Karl had looked upon you. His expression still not changing. You wanted to crush him, but you couldn’t. You were far too weak, too fragile, too human.

(woahahaha I finally got done.. I wrote this in total of 45 minutes not including proofreading. Also proofreading creds go to my friend jeremy. Idk if I’m keep writing for law of talos though. Please tell me if you want a part 2 🤝)

thank you for reading!!

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Xiao as a….

(gn reader, contains protective xiao and pregnant reader)

pls be nice this is my first time posting on tumblr 🙏🙏

REQUESTS ARE OPENED

Boyfriend

- First of all, he isn‘t very experienced in relationship and its hard for him to show his affection but he really does love you. His gestures are small, some go on unnoticed. When he’s away, he makes sure to visit you most of the time your asleep but you don’t know that. He leaves small gifts, such as Qingxin flowers. He feels that every single moment with you is special due to you being a mortal. One second you might be in his arms and another not.

- His adeptus duties get in the way of you and him which makes the moments rare. He finds it amazing how fragile you are. How your fragile hands play with his hair

-. He denies loving your hands on him, but if you ever stopped his heart would shatter. He finds it sweets how you worry about him, making sure he has food to eat. Your long scolds of worry about how he hasn’t slept in 4 days. His face is stern and blank but his heart is just warm.

- His favorite activity to do with you is go on the high mountain and see the stars. He’s seen the same stars for countless years but the only thing that matters is your expressions. The moonlight illuminating your features makes his heart swell. How did he get so lucky?

- with the statement of you being fragile, his very protective. While walking out in the moonlight, it is a MUST for him to have him behind you. He’s going to make sure you return to inn safe. He’ll be damned if even a scratch is on you.

- When he lays down, you often trace his scars around his body with your index finger. You never ask where or who they came from.

- Man’s really loves his y/n.

Husband

- After years of dating, the yakasha finally happily accepts you as his bride

- When people hear of Xiao getting married people really don’t seem to grasp it quite well. It was supposed to be a secret thing but it got leaked. He doesnt care.

- Originally, he thought the concept of marriage was a waste of mora. Only mortals would make up such concept. The way you persuaded him is impressive. He loves you and seeing you talk about marriage makes him happy.

- He freaked out. He didn’t know how to propose so he asked numerous people about it. Zhongli gave him solid advice, even suggesting to help out. Whilst Hu Tao….Didn’t give him that good of advice.

- Zhongli helped him decide which stone should be on ring. At first, Xiao didn’t listen to a word he said.

”Xiao, they would love this jade.“

”oh, okay.”

- He graciously thanked Zhongli, but at the end he just picked out the jade that he thought would make you happy.

- At the time he propose to you, he didn’t make a big speech. Out of the blue, he got down on one knee and said four words that changed your lives forever.

”will you marry me?”

- Let’s just say, your face was soaked.

Father

”What?”

- The room felt hot and the morning sickness wasn’t helping either.

”Xiao, Im pregnant.”

- The yakasha’s gaze averted from you. He looked at you one more time before rushing out.

- He didnt know what to feel. He didn’t how to feel. His palms felt cold but his face felt hot. His chest swelled and so did his throat. He couldn’t imagine himself as a father. He couldn’t be.

- Zhongli was at your companion for a while. Telling you that Xiao would come back. That Xiao wouldn’t leave his spouse with just three words. Especially if it was you. He fed you soups and made sure you were hydrated.

- Xiao came back. He cautiously entered the bedroom you once shared nights ago as he sat by your body consumed with slumber.

- When you woke up, he explained everything to you. His concerns and his worries. Thinking that he was incapable to be nurturing as a father.

- A few months passed, as your body grew the bump of your child. Xiao’s hand would smooth around your bump. Now that you had his child, you were even more fragile. - He would often have nightmares that you are the baby got hurt, and that cursed him more than his karmic debt. He would wake up with sweat drenched on him, his clothes sticking with sweat. His eyes scanned for you, only to see you sleeping away with your swollen stomach.

- When the due date came around, he made sure he was with you every step. You often caught him staring at you, watching how you moved.

- When you gave birth, after the baby was cleaned. Xiao held his son. His chest turned with pride as he examined his child’s features. Individually picking out features he got from you.

- He loved the both of you, with all of his heart

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my guy I wanted to make posts about fanfics so yea