#🍁kazuha replies

[momijiba]

( anonymous ) Hey, Kazuha! Just so you know, apparently the fate of the entire world depends on you staying alive and well. No pressure!

           ❝  i think you are mistaken me for the traveler...  ❞

[rikyos]

[ventismacchiato]

stuck with you — delusion !

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scaramouche — was a trainee alongside you in your guys’ younger years. both of you were constantly in battle for the top rankings. he debuted a year before you which caused a lot of envy and disdain between both of you since you trained longer. he became an idol to follow in his mother’s footsteps. known for staying late to practice and overworking himself to the point of exhaustion. probably passed out on stage in his younger years until his group forced him to chill. the main vocalist and visual of the group. nepotism made him the most popular member but also his demeanor. the only member in his group to release a solo album. also goes viral for replying to your posts to add fuel to the fire. surprisingly also very chronically online, he’s always lurking on twitter and replying to the most outlandish fan posts. makeup artists always fight to get to work on him since he has glass skin and the prettiest features. [🐈‍⬛]

childe — auditioned because he thought it would be fun and wanted to give scara company since they were school friends before this. #besties! managed to get in and decided to stick it out as an idol. fans dug around and found out his family is super rich. he spoils his group members a lot. main rapper of the group and helps with lyrics. the most genz idol, gives keeho from ph1 vibes if you know of him. loves to do stupid vlogs, which causes fans to be alarmed at how messy their shared dorm is. will also play games during lives and his fans always bully him in them, they never let him win. [🦕]

aether — leader of the group, also the only responsible one who knows media training. twins with lumine so they tend to collaborate a lot. another vocalist and helps childe with production. stylists also fight to work with him because they love to do his hair. models for brands on the side, imagine calvin klein photoshoots omg. trained in ballet and dance so he helps with choreo for the group. goes viral a lot because locals think he's a girl. i know he doesnt talk a lot in game but imagine he has the lowest voice out of everyone so its a crazy juxtaposition from his cute face, kinda like felix from skz if u know of him. shares clothes with lumine so they share outfits a lot, rocks a crop top. also plays games on live but unlike childe his fans will wait for him and let him win. [🌼]

kazuha — falls asleep while getting his hair and makeup done. sells weed to venti on the downlow, no clue who his dealer is. the most calm member out of all of them and disputes the silly fights everyone gets into. always looks like he isnt one hundred percent there during award shows. ‘kazuha zoning out for ten mins’ compilations. is not afraid to get drunk and gets super flirty and clingy when he does, goes live with xiao a lot and will drape himself over him when hes inebriated. super flirty during fancalls and fanmeets, takes fan service very seriously. will put the cat ears on during fan meets and let fans poke his dimples. [🍁]

delusion — the only other idol group underneath sakura entertainment at the moment. a four member male idol group known for their vaguely gothic and r&b dance pop. think of enhypen’s brand. have been a group for about four years, members range from 22-23. their initial fame was due to scaramouche debuting in the group, since his mother ei was in a popular idol duo in her younger years with yae. ei is now the ceo of the entertainment company that delusion and windblume are under. fans came to see if the son of such a popular idol could live up to their expectation. their debut album Wonderstruck got them to their popularity today.

stuck with you !

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fandom name for windblume is bloomies! and fandom name for delusion is visions! i think visions would call themselves delulus for fun tho

manager for windblume is lisa, and manager for delusion is jean.

lowk love the delusion album cover i think i would be a vision in this universe i ate that up,, also supposed to say delusion idk why there’s an s

going to introduce two soloists later to spice things up, but i won’t spoil who for now! one of them is scara’s ex 🤗 also if you don’t fw the side ships just pretend they're faking it for the camera, i wanted to switch it up for myself so i don’t get burned out from writing the same pairs

synopsis — after the disaster that was the live award show, where you and scaramouche got into an argument on stage after both of your groups got a tie for top artists, your guys' PR teams have been in shambles trying to scrape up your mess. that's when the idea to send you both off with some other idols to a remote location for a survival dating show to mend your public image comes up. before you know it your bags are packed and you’re on a plane to a remote island. the only obligation is you need to end up with scaramouche at the end of the show, whether you end up liking him or not doesn’t matter to your managers as long as the show’s ratings stay high. whatever you do in between to get there is up to you!

notes — was supposed to post this earlier but i ended up playing stardew for five hours so mb y’all 😇 but now we can finally get into the story

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[burnedwriter]

What type of lovers they are pt1.

A/n:i will be taking a small break and creating pt 2 so stay tuned!,i will step away from tumblr bc these last 2 days have been rough 2 of my posts have been community labelled,its only the dottore ones which makes me think that there is a hater out there that is reporting me,plz if you dont like my posts just scroll its not that hard

Warnings:smut,gentle s*x(kazuha),petnames(kazuha,kaeya),semipublic(kaeya),cockwarming(kaeya)breeding(childe),rough s*x(childe),breeding king,!afab reader

A,/n:im not responsible for what people read

🍁Kazuha

🍁kazuha is a romantic lover.He would write poems for you when he leaves for his travels,so you wont miss his presence while hes away.

🍁he will bring you small gifts and flowers from the places he has visited back home to you.

🍁if you really want to join him to his travels,though hesitant at first since hes concerned for your safety but he will accept you to join him.He cant say no when you look at him with those puppy eyes plus you wanted your life to become interesting than the boring one you are living right now.

nsfw

🍁hes really gentle with you showering you with kisses as hes exploring every inch of your body.He has memoriesed what you like and hat you dont during your time and knows exactly what to do to make you weak for him.

🍁he uses you as his muse and has wrote many poems about you,he will read them when he is alone so he can never forget your beauty.

🍁hes really gentle with you and will not be rough until you tell him to even then he would ask you if you are alright or need him to stop

🍁outdoors sex is very common for the both of you,you would usually go to picknicks far away from civilazation,and one thing always leads to another and now hes on top of you.

‘‘zuzu’‘you moaned as kazuha rolled his hips in a lazy pace

‘‘you are doing amazing my muse,let me hear your voice’‘kazuha praised you,continuing his slow pace

it was true this place was far away from any city in inazuma,you didnt have to wory about your moans being too loud because now it was only you and him

‘‘please zuzu,can you go faster~’‘you whined getting impatient from his gentle pace

‘‘anything for you my muse’‘

❄Kaeya

❄Due to his work being the calvary captain,hes constantly busy but that doesnt mean he doesnt invite you to his office and keep him company while hes doing his paper work

❄he will set up dates to make up for it though it would usually be at the tavern,both of you will drink and have fun

❄he has opened up about his childhood,talking about the big fight between him and diluc and how it affected him both physicly and mentally over the years.You are the only one that has seen whats under the eyepatch and what his eye looks like from that day

nsfw

❄he loves teasing you all the time,whispering dirty things in your ear before leaving for work,making you wanting more.He loves seeing you desperate for him to touch you.

❄Quickies are very common between the 2 of you,as i said before hes a very busy person due to his work,but he will try to make time so you can both take your time and enjoy it

❄he loves fucking you in his office.The feeling of getting caught turns him on.

‘‘kaeya we are going to get caught’‘you whispered

his hand on your hips keeping you from squarming on his lap as he continued his conversation with jean like you werent sitting on his cock,you tried your best not to loose your mind,wanting to move your hips to get some friction.

‘‘are you ok?’‘Jean asked concerned as she saw your face  turn red as a tomato.

‘‘yeah im fine,dont worry about me Jean’‘you replied cearing your throat trying not to look suspicious

‘‘are you sure  sweetheart?~’‘he teased you,a small smirk started to appear at the corner of his mouth.

You bit your buttom lip trying to capture any monas that might escape from your lips as kaeya tried to readjust his position,his cock brushing off of your sweetspot.

‘‘wont bother you anymore,please take some rest’‘Jean said to you before getting up from her seat and walked towards the door,leaving the room.

Waiting for her to be far away from kaeya’s office,as you finally got to move,you started moving up and down his cock.Kaeya leaned back and spread his legs, you were able to use them to balance yourself

‘‘ang~,you are an impatient little thing arent you’‘‘he groan as you continued to bounce up and down chasing your orgasm.

‘‘fuck~kaeya~’‘you let out a low moan trying not to attact any attention from the guards

‘‘you are doing amazing sweetheart,let me help you a bit’‘he said holding your hips firmly fastening up your pace.

‘‘im close~’‘

With one last bounce,you felt your walls squeezed his cock practicly milking him as you finally achieved your long awaited climax.

🐋tartaglia/childe

🐋ajax is  a loyal lover

🐋he has discussed with you from the start that he wants to start a big family just like his and he would spoil them with his harbinger money 100%

🐋He doesnt want you to get involved with his work,since he doesnt want you to get hurt or even worst...get killed he cares so much about you it would absoloutly break him if something ever happened to you and wont stop blaming himself about not being able to protect you.

🐋Just like kazuha he brings you gift from the places he travels but th difference is that its expensive or exclusive jewelry he would find in nations

nsfw

🐋When it comes to fucking you,hes rough.This man thinks the bedroom is also a battlefield.Prepare to wake up the next morning with bruses and hickeys all over your body.

🐋Speaking of hickeys he will leave them to places that are visible such as your neck and/or collarbone to show who you belong to.He would also leave some hickeys in places only he can see like your inner things and chest.

🐋This man has a breeding kink,you cant tell me he doesnt.He want you to start a family together afterall and he will make sure to fill you up to the brim.

‘‘fuck your cunt is milking my cock’‘he groaned loudly as he fucked you mercilesly

your legs pressed at the either sides of your head as you laid back on his chest,with this position he was able to reach deeper than the previous ones.

‘‘Ah~Ajax~’‘you whimpered throwing your head back on his shoulder

‘‘fuck im close, i w-want you to take to take every ast bit of my cum ~’‘he breathed out not stopping his brutal pace.

‘‘Ah~,YES YES!’‘you screamed,holding onto the bedsheets for dear life as you feel your eyes rolling at the back of your head.Both of you reaching your climax,you could feel his seed insideyou filling you up

‘‘i wont pull out until i know you are full’‘

[lan-archive]

:: || 📮⇢ [ Beloved's Call || 🍁.]

[ 🍁. Song Inspo: TV Girl x Dangerously Yours. ]

Gellos' Mail ::📮⇢ [This was brought up by my friend almost 2 months ago. Since then, my mind has been ROTTING over my OC and Kazuha. They are so Veil-TV-girl-Dangerously-Yours coded. I'm not done with the second part, but by god is my brain rotting over it. ]

:: 💌⇢ [Letter length: 790 words. ;; romantic.]

📩⇢ [Divider by >> @cafekitsune<<.]

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The night dawned over the frigid night of Liyue, a breeze that’d soothed many citizens of the Land of Contracts. The heat no longer bit and nipped at any exposed skin, nor was there anything to punish the fully clothed. The moon ruled high in the evening, basking every stone, every flower, and every window in its cool and gentle rays.

The moonlight rippled down to the darkened homes and offices of Liyue, sneaking its touch to the Directress’ open window to her messy office. A scratchy noise filled the room, the bristles of her brush lacing the silence her focus left. There was no sound within her walls, her energy spent.

Brush and ink steadily glide over official documents, over and over, the words wriggle under her stare. They writhe under her weary stare.

“My love?”

An officer’s request for leave, approved. Current status of Millelith outposts…

“Darling?” 

... Current transactions reports, trade route statistics. Efficiencies… 

“Sweetie, my love.”

… Ongoing contracts, incident reports, concert requests by— “Suyin!” A shock runs through her, shaking her focus alert. Her head shot up from her desk, revealing the mountain she’d carved out of the endless sheets of paperwork piling and surrounding her figure. “Huh? I… Ah, oh- Kazuha, love.” Her ruffled feathers flatten down with a sigh, relishing the relief her lover dawned upon her. “Kazuha, what are you doing here? Did you leave your keys in the Alcor again?”

Suyin’s query was replied with only a measly sigh from the loving fiance. “Sweetie…” A scolding tone, so it seemed. Kazuha took strides closer to her chair, careful with each step, assuring the scattered sheets and reports were left unmarked by his shoe. “What?”

“Don’t ‘what’ me, my love, it’s far past working hours. It’s been too long since you’ve stood up from that chair of yours, I could hear the wood creak and yearn for freedom from miles away.” His brows furrow down as he’d scold her, a partial sulk to coerce his oblivious lover. “It’s not that late.. The moon’s barely at the center of the sky…” The working lover bargained.

“My love, please.” His knuckle linger over Suyin’s cheek, her hair gently whisked and pushed away. 

“Kazuha, come on.” She turns a cheek, her eyes convinced to close shut. 

“It’s late, isn’t it, my love?” “Mmhm.. Not really..” His hand smoothed over the soft skin on her cheek, her makeup long dull. “You should take your rest. You deserve it, my dear.” Suyin grumbled a sigh that’d burdened her creaseless skin, her brows falling knit to a furrow. “No.. I still have work I need to do.” 

Kazuha slipped his hand on the other side of her dullen skin, tracing over her cheeks with the faintest brush of his thumbs, relishing what skinship he could share. “Work that can wait patiently in the same place, my dear.” He leans closer to his beloved’s ear, whispering over his words of magic. “There are other matters you need to do too, love. And, as of now, that is your need for home.” His lips dance along Suyin’s skin, the faint breaths tickling her ears red. “Come home, my love. Once I’m here, there is no worry that should plague your heart.” With a sigh, Suyin relayed his fleeting affections, her hand grazing faintly against his cheek. 

“What’s your say, dear? Have I swooned your weary soul enough, or do my actions need to speak on my behalf?” Every breath he sighed, even the faintest he could breathe, sent a breeze of serenity to her nerves. The tension that once made Suyin’s shoulder tense and squared, had relinquished in the presence of the wandering soul of her beloved. “F… Fine, I concede; you’ve won this battle, Kaedehara.”

Kazuha laughed a hearty song, a sense of elation that’d brightened the room from the candle-lit dim nature. “I always do.”

“You use my heart against me.”

“For the better, I fear.”

She sighed, turning a cheek from her lover’s advances, a little game she was willing to play in a dragging state. “My heart is tender, you know. It isn’t something you should toy with.” Kazuha couldn’t help but join her play, still steering closer to her face. The temptation to grace her sunken skin in peppered kisses was great. His hands stole one of hers, enveloping it in the warmth of his. “I would never toy with your heart, you and I know that for a fact. I love you too dearly for that.”

“Now,” His lips dusted over her cheek, kisses to keep her heart well. “Will you come home with me, my dear? The night is far from young, and I’d like to spend the remainder of it pampering you, Suyin.”

[kavehaskblog]

Hello all! I am the light of the kshahrewar, Kaveh!

You may ask me any questions and I will do my best to answer them! Pardon spelling and grammar I’m not Haravatat :pp

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// hiii admin here! he/him prns. Admin has ocd and autism so bare with. If u send something that’s tone ambiguous please use tone tags (ex: I love you Kaveh /p)

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// tag list:

Haikaveh answers = Asks relating to Haikaveh

Haikaveh interactions = threads between Kaveh and Alhaitham

Scara 🍇 - Raiden 🗡 - Layla 🌙 - Kaveh 🏛 - Alhaitham 🌱 - Tighnari 🌿 - Cyno 🌩 Kazuha 🍁 - Nahida 🌸 - Nilou 🫧 Faruzan 💠 - Collei 🌷- Lucien - 🕯 - Papillon 🦋 - Ètoiles ⭐️ - Furina 🌊 - Lisa 🔮 - Amber 🏹

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Keep things sfw no suggestive plz. I’ll just not reply if I’m uncomfy. Ocs are fine just give me some info so I know how to reply. Ccs are great!

Haikaveh only. I’ll only be lovey with @alhaithamaskblog because that’s my other account and I probably don’t know you so it’s more uncomfy to talk to others that way,,,

Even tho I interact with specific users more often you can still jump in! Just make sure it’s all appropriate and fair for everyone else!

I have a lot of hcs for these guys so they won’t really be canon compliant

[anemxvisions]

reply with 🍁 for Kazuha

reply with 💙 for Rurouni

reply with 🍃 for Heizou

[luminestars]

Comfy!

snippet from my kazuha x reader book!

tw: implied memory loss

"I forgot to ask, Kazuha, who's the friend you were talking about?" You ask in your slightly sleepy voice. Kazuha smiles at you, looking up and closing his eyes, before replying,

"It's you, Y/N." He replies. He suddenly felt something touch his shoulder, he looked over to see you sleeping peacefully. He sighs and smiles at you, pulling you closer and putting his other hand around you to make you more comfortable.

"Maybe, maybe one day, you'll remember me." He looks up at the sky one more time, the stars twinkling brightly and the calming breeze filled the area.

He then leaned his head onto yours, before closing his eyes and falling into slumber. You still didn't remember him, but he had you in his arms. And that, was enough for Kazuha.

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Link to the story! (Originally posted on my Wattpad)

[kxyishou]

— ✮ The Binds of the White Serpents Tail.

.. Independent ✮ multi muse roleplaying blog which does consists of muses who are minors ✮ rarely selective with roleplays ✮ non mutual exclusive ✮ the divine goes by he/they pronouns and would like to be addressed as Kyami or Terror ✮ the divine is 20+ and doesn’t mind interacting with minors, but please don’t lie abt your age. That’ll earn yourself a hardblock.

✮ .. 001 — I don’t mind Proshippers interacting as long as they aren’t extremely problematic, or they try and justify ships that are downright illegal. If you are a proshipper, please do keep in mind- the majority of my muses are minors, so please don’t interact with any of them unless is in a platonic , familial or the two muses are just having a conversation. ( or just .. dni. either works lmfao )

✮ .. 002 — Be a decent human,, if your ableist, homophobic, transphobic, racist, sexist or your just a down right horrible human being please don’t interact with me !! And if you instigate or start drama just to be an attention whore, just don’t interact with me, no matter the situation or topic. You make me uncomfortable, I prioritize my comfort before anything else.

✮ .. 003 — Don’t follow me just to get into a ship with one of my muses please, if that’s your main reason of interacting then do that somewhere else please. I prefer to have a relationship build up before a full on ship. I’ll usually always say yes to a ship unless it makes me uncomfortable or I’m just unsure of the ship in of itself.

✮ .. 004 — I am most likely always going to reply to threads, but if I don’t reply within a few days it’s probably because I’m stressed, having a depressive episode or just not feeling it at that moment. If you send in an ask and I don’t reply please feel free to send it again, it’s likely I hadn’t seen it.

✮ .. 005 — if I’m flooding your account with activity please let me know!! I get anxious easily so please make me aware if I’m flooding your inbox, communication is key !!

✮ .. 006 — if you get easily possessive over roleplaying partners, I’m not the one for you. I’ve had that happen to me too many times, I’m not trying to have it happen again.

Muses from Genshin Impact:

🐺 .. 001 — Razor Alberich • About the muse

🔥 .. 002 — Gaming • About the muse

🐍 .. 003 — Baizhu • About the muse

☄️ .. 004 — Abyss Aether • About the muse

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Muses from Honaki; Star Rail:

❄️ .. 005 — Yanqing • About the muse

🥀 .. 006 — Argenti • About the muse

🪽 .. 007 — Sunday • About the muse

🐈‍⬛ .. 008 — Kyishou (oc) • About the muse

🦂 .. 009 — Tosaki (oc) • About the muse

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Muses from Wuthering Waves:

🦁 .. 010 — Lingyang • About the muse

🐉 .. 011 — Jiyan • About the muse

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Temporary (?) Muses:

🌊 .. 012 — Tartaglia • About the muse

🪶 .. 013 — Quill(oc) • About the muse

🍁 .. 014 — Kazuha • About the muse

Tags ;

🍃 ;; founded family — interactions between Kaeya Alberich and Razor (@frostknaw)

🐺 ;; thundering jaws — interaction with Razor

rest of the tags will be added later on as they’re made!!

✮ .. blogs I enjoy plotting with!! ( interacted with you and your my friend now ;holds out gun; ) .. ✮

@frostknaw - razors dad confirmed, the evidence is up my ass though, you gotta go find it.

@feathers-and-song - Their ocs are so well written it baffles me.. like hand over your imagination please!!/pos

@thebestbellboy - tooth rotting yanmisha!! I love how their muse interacts with Yanqing <33

@stelliferousduo - silly little Lumine.. who has a strange obsession with Xiao .. understandable though . But she’s really nice!! Go interact with her !!

@stellaron-hunter-blade - I strangely like how their muse interacts with Yanqing.. gives emo son and divorced dad tbh

( this is basically a whitelist.. if your listed here your free to interact with me in and out of character!! I love talking with you !! )

[momijiba]

he is here!!!

[rr0ninn]

Ezra: Hello!

-Kazuha turns around from meditating to see Ezra.- "Hello.. who might you be?" -Kazuha has a crisp voice, like leaves on a breeze.-

[ohmykazuha]

the wind leads me to you yet again, maple leaf.

latency is no issue, fret not. to have the ability to speak so freely to you in the first place is a gift in of itself. i am pleased to know you've considered my offer, nevertheless.

such things aside, i must reciprocate your affections ; i love you just as much, if not infinitely more, my dearest maple leaf.

as for a time and a place.. i've had thoughts. there is a hill where the sakura trees are in full bloom ; eternally, at that.

perhaps it's one of the few places touched by the archon's will? regardless, it is a beautiful spot. if you would not care to dance, sitting and conversing would have the same intimacy.

i am certain it will only become far more beautiful with you by my side. what are your thoughts on heading there at sunset, maple leaf, when the sun shines the gentlest?

of course, if this fails to fit your fancy, there is always another place to go. i am a wanderer, after all, and my heart is yours to hold. i trust your judgement.

seeking a sunrise

darling maple leaves falling

an eternal gift

( another gift for you. i hope you don't mind if i spoil you with what i can at the moment. i adore you with my entire being, maple leaf. )

- k. kazuha 🍁

i saved this for today! happy birthday, darling. thank you for the most wonderful week.. even if we hadn't interacted much. i love you. i hope you'll stick around, though... :"D thank you for the wonderful gift – i adore you as well. i love you!

[awlumii]

put your hand in mine...

# — pairing: kazuha x gn!reader

# — characters: gender neutral reader, kazuha

# — summary: callouses and all.

# — warnings: n/a

# — tags: fluff. that's it, that's literally it. ( + holding hands, a pinch of angst if you squint, & a lil kiss okay, i couldn't help it.)

# — notes: i couldn't get him out of my head. it's like i've been bitten by a kazuha lovebug. (again.) i had to write this or else my brain would've exploded. anyway, reblogs and reactions are greatly appreciated, and i hope you enjoy the first piece on this new blog!

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kazuha watches with rapt attention as you slide your fingers up his palm and place them over his own. "hello there," he says quietly, wiggling his fingers beneath yours. "are you alright?"

"just fine." you breathe your reply. you lock your fingers with his and take his hand. in moments like these, there is little need for words. kazuha says nothing in response, seemingly satisfied with your answer. if something was wrong, he'd know.

you squeeze his hand once experimentally. he squeezes back. you squeeze him twice. he squeezes you twice and huffs a silent laugh through his nose.

you take his hand in both of yours and begin gently pressing your thumbs against his palm, giving him a light massage. you can practically feel the curious look kazuha is giving you. "you have nice hands," you explain. an answer to an unasked question. "i have to treat them as such."

kazuha's stare grows more and more curious as the seconds tick by. you won't look at him — you're pretty keen on this, it would seem. your fingers press here and there, putting pressure on the areas where you think he might need the most care. without thinking, kazuha follows your every movement closely, enraptured by the littlest gestures; every swish of your lashes, the steady rise and fall of your shoulders as you breathe. he's so mesmerized that he misses your words entirely; he's more focused on the shape of your lips than the words coming out of them. he apologizes, albeit still a bit distractedly. "say that one more time for me, my love." he prompts you.

you reach over and take his other hand between yours. "i said i gotta do both," you murmur. and like that, you're massaging his other hand. "your hands are kinda rough."

instinctively, kazuha curls his fingers to close his hand. there are times when he worries you may shy away from his touch because of this. rather than see himself as dirty, he sees himself as worn — too tried and ragged for someone as effervescent as you.

you don't allow him, instead pressing down to keep his hand open. "it's not a bad thing." you say. "i'm just curious as to why."

ah. he hasn't told you much about that, has he? where does he begin? can he even tell you that much? will you really want to hear that?

"you don't have to tell me if you don't want to."

your words grant him some reprieve, and he releases a breath he hadn't realized he'd been holding. perhaps one day he will be prepared to weave for you the tale of his origin. your fingers still work away at his palm, sliding about and pressing down, leaving what he thinks is a trail of sunlight in their wake.

kazuha thinks of something to say. something that makes him not look like the smitten fool that he is. "can you guess," he asks slowly, "what made my hands this way?"

you finally look at him then, a questioning quirk to your brows and lips. "you want me to guess?"

he shrugs. "i'd like to see where your imagination takes you."

"alright then..." you pause in your ministrations. "i think... you got in a bunch of fights."

surprisingly, you're not wrong. then again, you aren't right, either. "oh? is that what you think?" kazuha puts up a veil of mystery, dangling the truth just out of your reach. in due time.

"yep! you were a problem child, weren't you?"

kazuha's grin is lopsided. "absolutely," he agrees, sarcasm lacing his tone. "i was a little terror."

you laugh. "of course i'm right. you still have yet to grow out of it, after all." before kazuha can tease alongside you, your laughter dies down, leaving a lingering smile on your face. it grows solemn; you know he's hiding something from you. thankfully, you don't push. it's a conversation for another day.

you take both of his hands and bring them up to cup your cheeks. kazuha stiffens momentarily, but melts at the feeling of your skin warming against his hands. he brushes a thumb across your cheek and you turn your head slightly to kiss his palm. once again, kazuha finds himself at your mercy, his mind completely blank as he looks at you. it's a welcome change, being lost for words like this. a clear head allows him to admire you in full, after all.

"problem child or not," you murmur into his palm, "i love you and your hands. callouses and all."

it's times like these where kazuha understands why you hide your face when you're flustered. you have his hands in your grip, leaving him unable to hide the warmth that quickly takes over his face. kazuha's only remaining option is to look away from you, his heart hammering in his chest. the way you look right now, with your lips against his palm, your hands over his, your eyes conveying nothing but the truth behind your words... it's a bit much. "i..."

to his surprise, you close the distance between the two of you and peck his lips gently. kazuha startles and you giggle. "you don't need to say it back." you whisper. "i know."

you couldn't possibly, kazuha thinks as he blinks at you. you couldn't fathom just how much he loves you. he finds himself paralyzed by it — overwhelmed by it. the best he can do is kiss you again, longer this time. you sigh into it, content. when you pull away, he brushes his thumb over your cheek once more. and you smile, a million words conveyed through a simple gesture. someday, he'll be able to show you. until that day comes, he'll keep you here, within reach.

✦ some break this is, am i right? but i feel a little reassured about this, courtesy of @kazu-sun my beloved <3 writing at my own pace feels nice. with my drafts clear once more, i'm gonna let my empty head wander! i hope you enjoyed it 🤸🏾

[kazewhara]

i like u.

# — pairing: kazuha x gn!reader

# — characters: gender neutral reader, kazuha, other genshin characters

# — summary: “i like you, i like you, i like you / sorry, i never meant to / but who're we kidding, it wasn't like i had a say / one look at you and i won't have it any other way...” – i like u ; niki

# — warnings: suggestive (mentions of sex)

# — tags: slight nsfw/suggestive, fwb to ??, angst, hurt/no comfort, modern/college au, kazuha is so in love with you

# — notes: based on that ask i got recently about being fwb with kazuha! reblogs and reactions are appreciated and i hope you enjoy!

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✧ — 🍁 — ✧

"you better not answer that."

beidou stops the conversation she's having with juza to snap at kazuha, who freezes in place, his fingers hovering just above his phone screen. he's like a deer in headlights as he turns to face beidou. "answer what?" he feigns innocence.

"don't play cute with me." beidou leans over and plucks kazuha's phone out of his hands, dangling the device between her fingers. ignoring his demand to return it, she scoffs. "you were going to answer them, weren't you? be honest."

kazuha caves in immediately. he's had this back and forth with beidou far too many times now. she's right; he shouldn't respond to you, but like a moth to a flame, he's drawn to you -- he's addicted to you, despite the threat you pose to his well-being.

he masks a grimace with a wry smile. "it'd be rude of me to ignore it."

beidou doesn't like his answer. she grips his phone tightly and crosses her arms, hiding it from view. kazuha follows the gesture closely, hoping to see if he got another message from you. "bullshit! look at you!" she snaps her fingers, forcing kazuha's eyes back on her face. "do we really have to have this conversation again?"

"we don't," kazuha answers smoothly, "but i imagine you're going to try anyways."

"they're not good for you, kazuha." beidou frowns deeply, her features marred with concern and a touch of vitriol. "you shouldn't keep seeing them when it makes you so..." she pushes her fingers through her hair as she struggles to find the right words. when she can't find them, she huffs. "you have to break this off. please, kazuha; it's for your own good."

and for a split second, kazuha suppresses the urge to laugh. rather than feel like a scolded child, he feels like the newest admit to a rehabilitation center. beidou speaks of you like you are poisonous. like you're some lethal intoxicant and kazuha is the pathetic whelp who keeps running back for more. you're the smoke in his lungs, but the high that keeps him wired.

and he loves that about you.

he loves you. he's in love with you. kaedehara kazuha is love with you, you, and only you.

"christ, are you even listening to me?" beidou snaps in front of his face.

kazuha blinks once, then twice. a dazed buffoon. "yes." he lies. "i understand."

luckily for him, that was the right thing to say. beidou clearly doesn't believe him, but she presses his phone back into his hand anyways. his finger twitch with the urge to reply to you instantly, but he waits until beidou's out of earshot to start typing. your name lights up his screen, and he bites back a smile.

[y/n ♡]: kaaazuhaaaa

[y/n ♡]: you wanna go out later?

[y/n ♡]: i finished all my assignments for the day :D cmonn lets go get food

me: where are we going today?

[y/n ♡]: KAZUHA <333

[y/n ♡]: there's a new place with grilled fish that opened up like 15 minutes away from campus and i thought of you

[y/n ♡]: also they have my favorite food so its a win-win LET'S GO

me: alright, alright. usual place?

[y/n ♡]: yep! i bet i can beat you there

me: you're on.

me: time starts now, go

[y/n ♡]: I DON'T EVEN HAVE PANTS ON YET WAIT???

(read just now.)

[y/n ♡]: YOU CHEATING BITCH

it's you, he thinks as he heads to your usual meet-up spot. it's always been you, and it's always going to be you.

it wasn't always like this, however. it'd be too cliché for him to say that he doesn't know how this happened -- how this started. no; kazuha remembers everything. he couldn't forget it even if he tried.

you two were best friends. are best friends, he quickly reminds himself. this new... arrangement of yours wasn't planned; neither of you gave it much thought in the past, but when it happened, neither of you rejected the idea.

it started out innocent, as most things often do. you were sitting on his lap like always as you watched a movie, your arm slung loosely around his neck. both of you had your eyes fixed on the screen, but you weren't really watching it. it was mostly just background noise to the thoughts in your head.

then, you adjusted yourself so that you were straddling him. "if i were to kiss you right now, what would you say?"

kazuha considered himself lucky to have caught the undignified noise before it left his mouth. he blinked owlishly up at you. "where is this coming from, exactly?"

you looked... pensive. conflicted, maybe. looking back on it now, kazuha isn't actually sure what expression you wore. he couldn't figure it out. "i dunno. people keep asking me if we're a thing."

"and what does that have to do with kissing me?"

"what, have you never considered kissing your best friend before?"

it was a joke on your part, but kazuha's answer wasn't. "of course i have." his next words died on his tongue when you raised an eyebrow, mirth dancing in your eyes.

"oh?" you sounded all too entertained by his confession. "the kazuha fanclub on campus wouldn't be too happy to hear that one."

"the what?"

"but you know what i have that they don't?"

kazuha eyed you carefully. "what?"

your eyes jumped then. that was what tipped the scales. if you hadn't, kazuha wonders where you two would be today. he didn't miss the way your eyes dropped to his lips and he couldn't stop himself from doing the same. the both of you tried to hide it by looking at each other, but the deed had ready been done. seconds went by before he found his voice. "what do you have that others don't?" he asked quietly.

something flickered across your face in that moment. again, kazuha can't quite recall what it was. apprehension, maybe. but it was gone as quickly as it came. "i have you." you replied smoothly. you spoke softly, reverently, like you were speaking to a lover.

a beat. then two.

"if i were to kiss you right now, kazuha," you repeated your earlier question, your eyes scanning his face, "what would you do?"

kazuha wishes he knew what look he gave you, because your lashes fluttered and your eyes became hooded in a way he'd never thought he'd ever be able to see before. his answer, like every other answer he's ever given you, came from the most honest part of his body. "kiss back, i believe." he tried to make light of the situation, forcing a slight smile. "that's common courtesy, isn't it?"

you hummed, the sound noncommittal. "can i kiss you, then?"

when kazuha agreed, he hoped he didn't appear too eager. because truthfully, you never needed to ask. he would let you do anything to him. anything you pleased.

after that day, nothing really changed, and kazuha supposes that that's where things went wrong. by day, you two were best friends, but by night, you were the most intimate of lovers.

kazuha has every part of you memorized. he knows your every like, your every dislike; he knows that you hate scary movies but love the thrill; that you abhor mushrooms but will only eat them if he makes them; that you love sitting beneath the oak tree on campus while you study but hate the bugs that will try to accompany you.

but he also knows what makes you tick. he knows what makes you whimper, what makes you sigh. only he knows of that special spot on your neck that makes your knees turn to jelly; only he knows that you love when he splays his hand across your stomach to keep you still; only he knows how hard to tug at your hair, how to make you cry. it's only him.

you may as well be tattooed on the back of his hand.

when you finally arrive at your usual spot, kazuha chuckles at your out of breath state. "you're ten minutes and," he glances at his watch, "thirty-two seconds late."

you punch his arm. "do you want to eat or not? asshole. and here i am trying to be a good friend."

kazuha's used to the sting by now. "yes, yes, you're the best. lead the way."

when you arrive at the restaurant, kazuha suddenly finds himself replaying beidou's words in his head. she's lectured him many times, but one time in particular has him zoning out.

"have they ever once told you that they loved you?"

kazuha barely peeked his head out from under the mountain of blankets beidou forced him under. he'd been so miserable after realizing that you were bent on keeping up the title of "friend". you were slippery when you wanted to be; you ghosted him for about a week without explanation, and like the lovestruck idiot he is, kazuha accepted it. beidou, on the other hand, did not.

kazuha tried to act like the secrecy wasn't affecting him, but beidou refused to let him bottle it all up. so she let herself into his apartment, tossed every blanket he had on top of him, and forced him to allow himself to be hurt.

he stayed quiet as he thought her question over. "platonically, yes." he would have shrugged, but the weight of the blankets made it impossible. "if that's the best i can get, then..."

"and there it is, that's your problem." beidou rested her palms on his bed. "you're settling. stop settling, kazuha. you're better than that. you deserve better than that."

there was more to what she said, he knows that. but he can't stop thinking about why he's remembering that now, of all times. as you two chat and wait for your food, kazuha finds himself getting more and more distant from the conversation.

because beidou was right, he does deserve better. he wants better, but he wants it from you. he wants you in your entirety. wholly and truly, kazuha wants you. but..

"...kazuha?" your voice suddenly cuts through his thoughts. when he refocuses, he can see your pretty eyes examining him closely. you're worried about him. his heart tugs. "are you okay? you've been spacey."

yes nearly jumps out of his mouth. yes, he wants to say. yes, he's okay. yes, he's fine with this. yes, he's okay with being so close, yet so far. yes, he's in love with you. yes, he's been in love with you for three years, yes, he's in pain. yes, he feels like he's dying, like this pain is going to tear him apart from the inside, no, he's not okay, no, he'll never be okay until you understand that, no, he doesn't want to let you slip away, no, he doesn't want to let you go, no, he doesn't want someone else, no, he can't do this anymore--

"i like you."

the words shock you, but it shocks kazuha far more, because he can't stop them. it's out of character for him, but he doesn't care.

"kazuha, what are you--?"

"i love you, actually. i should probably be more honest with you." his breath catches when he sees your eyebrows twitch into what resembles a frown. but he can't stop. "and if i'm still being honest, i don't know what to do anymore."

"about what? kazuha, you--"

"i can't keep seeing you like this. like friends, like... half-lovers. it's too much for me." kazuha smiles, but it's the fakest one you've ever seen. "so i'm going to take a break." he places some money on the table under his plate, stands and takes his leave, ignoring your calls of his name. there's so much more he wants to say -- so much more to be said -- but for now, this is enough. you know the truth, and he feels lighter.

agonized, but lighter.

and for the first time in three years, kazuha ignores your texts.

✦ me: stop writing kazuha angst, i can't take it!

✦ also me: *writes fwb!kazuha angst at ... 6 am*

[monicahar]

 Soul-bound in Pages

characters; kazuha, scaramouche, xiao

; disney x genshin! au, fem! reader

soul-bound in pages | the red string extends (in writing!)

in a desperate search for your destined one, you adapt your longing for love into an obsession with an otome game; Genshin Tales: Medieval Romance. How’d you stoop so low to find yourself at fictional men’s knees, you don’t know. But amidst your constant drooling towards them, somehow, you were transported in the game, and now you must tread each route to reach the eventual endgame—pick one of the guys and leave this goddamn game.

Kazuha — 🍁

Hair Sways with the Wind (Tangled)

Let your power shine,

Flower, gleam and glow,

You hear her start to hum a song, brushing your hair with the grip as light as a feather, as if she's handling the most brittle glass known to man.

Make the clock reverse,

Gaze shifting towards the mirror in front of you, you silently watch as your long locks emit a sun-like glow, reveling in the sight despite having seen it ever since you were young years ago. The wrinkled lady behind you also seems to enjoy the sight, then she closes her eyes, long lashes brushing on her cheeks as she feels power surge through from your strands to her veins.

Bring back what once was mine...

Heal what has been hurt,

Her grayish-sliver hair starts to change into a beautiful shade of purple, strand by strand; pore by pore, her face also transforms into a youthful appearance, as if she wasn't an old lady in the first place.

Change the Fates' design,

Save what has been lost,

Her lashes flutter as she blinks her eyes open, staring at her own reflection in the mirror. Piercing magenta eyes stare back, before it slowly hues back down to her normal dark violet orbs.

Bring back what once was mine,

"You really like that song, don't you, Mom?" You softly ask as you stare at her piercing gaze through the reflection of the piece of glass.

What once was mine...

"Of course." came her quiet reply as she wraps her arms around your shoulders, placing her chin at the crook of your neck. "You and that song are closest things I have to eternity after all."

Your instincts told you not to question what she meant by eternity, so you focus on the task at hand instead. Taking note of her good mood, maybe she'll finally allow you to go outside and explore all those places you've dreamed of witnessing by your two eyes, considering you're aging 18 soon. Ahh...the first thing I'd visit is probably where those stars come from, or whatever they are...

"No."

Your back immediately stiffens at the cold response. It's the same response as always. You sigh as she starts one of her long scoldings about how the world outside is a dangerous place. Giant bugs, plants that can eat you, men with long fangs..."Yes, yes. I understand. But I can protect myse-"

"Shush." She places a nimble finger on your lips, effectively making it close upon the touch.

"No, you don't understand. So I'll make this clear—" Her other hands palms your cheek in endearing circles, completely contrasting her current expression of complete madness lying underneath her bewitching magenta irises. "Don't ask me that, ever again."

»»»

"C'mon man, can you get any quicker!?" A gruff voice reaches his tuned ears, making him release a small chuckle as he climbs the two men's shoulders, bypassing the cliff they've encountered as a dead end.

Once he steps up the rocky formation, one of the guys holds out a hand, "Now help us up, pretty boy."

Carmine hues blink in faux surprise, before creeping a small smirk onto his soft features as he holds up a certain satchel. "Pardon me, gentlemen. As you can see, my hands are quite full."

The young lad watches in amusement as the buff men start searching for their satchel, only to confirm that the sly boy had indeed taken the bag. "KAEDEHARA!"

The said boy then immediately stands up, before running deeper into the forest, quickly picking up the heavy hoof stomps coming his direction. The trees made it quite hard for him to see exactly how many they were, but judging from the waves that travel to his ears, it's probably four to five.

The voices of the soldiers and their horses slowly drown out as he gets deeper into the woods, swiftly making his through the green scenery with ease.

"We must retrieve the crown at any cost!" A woman's voice heeds his volatile ears. Kujou Sara. He slightly clenches his jaw at the familiar voice. She's really persistent, huh.

Did i lose them...? He internally questions, slipping through a bundle of roots, before coming face to face with a horse, effortlessly halting him on his tracks, stopping just right at its snout.

Huh...? He awkwardly stares at horse's rough expression. It looks quite angry...wait, isn't this that general’s stallion?

The man had no time to think as the horses suddenly tries to bite the satchel he holds, but his reflexes takes it away from the clenching jaw in an instant. The stallion immediately tries to snatch it again, making the thief stumble back as he tired to hold out the piece of leather, but instead, his shoe gets in the way of a foreign rock, inevitably making him fall on his bosom as the satchel gets thrown at the edge of a bonsai tree hanging from the edge.

The two subsequently scramble towards the bag, making the tree overwhelmed by the sudden weight as it creaked. The young lad’s hand tightly gripped the satchel’s strap, saving it from falling into oblivion.

crack.

The horse and silver-haired man stare at each other, before all hell breaks loose as the tree snaps in half, inevitably letting the two plummet into the misty void.

Well, it’s not really a void. It’s fundamentally a layer of cloud that surrounded the steep, and rigid cliff. But nonetheless, the man in maple clothing had gotten quite lucky, considering he had landed on a plethora of bushes, effectively reducing the amount of pain and wounds he could’ve otherwise gotten.

He makes haste as he shoots up, no time to waste dwindling on the sudden luck on his side as that horse probably also survived the fall someone like he, a mere human did.

As the man was scampering to find a place to hide out in the mean time, his senses pick up a strange movement of the wind in the air. His ruby eyes dart towards the direction of said movement, which was just an overgrown rock wall...or was it?

His bandaged hand slowly reaches to touch the wall, but much to his surprise, his hand goes through the said wall. It was a thick line of vines and bushes.

Stomping hooves headed his way made him jump as he entered the wall of leaves, his feet taking him further inside this hidden cave, until light shone at the end of the tunnel, enticing him to come forth.

The end of the tunnel reveals an enormous space of land with fully grown trees swaying along the wind and grass as soft-looking as fluffy pillow, but what immediately catches his eyes was the lofty tower made of coble and fine woodwork standing proud amidst the scenery, and the first thought that came to him was shelter.

His steps halt at the foot of the towering building, following with his hands bringing out a pair of arrows from the archers that tried to arrest him, and uses them as climbing picks to ascend the tower.

Worn-out boots kick the window open upon his arrival at the sill, immediately entering in the warmth the place provided. The place seems to be well-kept, and he hears a breath within the walls, but before he tried to find the owner of the disrupted home, his calloused fingers seize the satchel from his side, relief immediately flooding his self, his distressed posture becoming a little slumped from the lack of burden.

This is quite a fortunate turn of events...now back to the other person in here-

Clang-!

The male promptly blacked out and collapsed on the concrete floor, a small squeak escaping a girl’s lips as she conceals herself behind a mannequin with trembling ankles. An iguana peaks out from behind her shoulder, also shaken by the fact that they had gotten broken in.

The feminine frame slowly peeks out behind the model of was, before slowly looming nearer to the man’s wiry physique, her palms quiver as she pokes the handle of the pan she’s holding towards the side of is face, paranoid if the lad somehow wakes up.

He doesn’t. But his chest slowly goes up and down, indicating that he’s only knocked out and not actually dead. 

A sigh escapes her lips as she doesn’t have to clean up a corpse, but...!

Her pan’s handle moves up to stretch his jaw, to which—unveils nothing but pearly white teeth. 

 It’s not a man with long fangs...? Her gaze raises to meet her green friend’s small orbs, to which it shrugs back, equally confused as the girl.

Her gaze returns to the man's body laying on the ground, before taking a deep breath at what she's planning to do.

»»»

A slick sound rouses hazy red hues from its slumber, before catching at the corner of his peripheral—a reptile sticking its slimy tongue out to his ear.

He jumps in surprise, shaking the iguana off—but the involuntary movement causes him to let out a confused huff as he looks down at the limbs he couldn't move an inch with.

Hair.

"H-how did you find me?" a girl's voice reaches his earshot, his gaze shooting up to look at the girl secluded in the shadows of the roof. Her words were a bit off but she still managed to pull off a dominant and interrogating voice.

"...oh. Uhm, pardon my rudeness but," The man tied up with unnecessarily long hair contemplates his next words, "I don't believe I know you."

The girl returns silence, before sighing in an exasperated way, concluding that she's indeed, annoyed. "Oh? Then mind telling me why you specifically came here? Not even the most sensitive beasts have interrupted the land around this tower."

Beasts...? The lad ponders, wondering what kind of books this girl has been reading up here. "Miss, please listen, I'm just a mere passerby-"

The girl sudden drops down from the post she was perching on, slowly nearing his tied up self, "No mere passerby can just walk in here blindly, especially considering why you have a crown in that bag of yours, and the fact that it doesn't suit you at all."

A slight wince was his response as he internally laughs at the sudden jabs to his pride, but all his thoughts were cut as the girl emerges from the shadows of the candlelit room, finding her way more stunning than any noble woman he'd stolen from.

As alluring as a rose, persona as fierce as a the blazing sun—eyes as luminescent as a mirror returning the sunshine of daylight, along the smooth and luscious strands of her locks and—

"Who...are you?" her voice wakes him out of his trance.

A gulp is all he could muster in this rather dire situation, he can't just ask the wind for help, can he? "...Kazuha."

A nudge from her pan told him that she knew there was more to it than meets the eye. She probably saw that wanted poster of him in the satchel.

"—Kaedehara..." His eyes instantly widen at the realization.

An amused glint dances in the eyes of the adolescent lady, watching him fumble around as his eyes dart everywhere for his satchel.

"Where's the satchel?" He proceeds with a calm facade, despite the obvious panic in his eyes.

Crossing her arms, she smugly raises her chin, "I've hidden it. Somewhere you'll never find it."

Kazuha gives another look towards his surroundings, before returning his sight towards her as he nods to a corner. "It's in that vase, am i wrong?"

Clang—!

A groan leaves his lips, finding himself waking up once again to a tongue in his ear, quickly shrugging off the reptile as he looks at the girl again, who was now way closer than before.

"Now, I've hidden it—somewhere you'll never find it."

Kazuha deeply takes a breath, before exhaling all the will inside him, giving up at the stubbornness of the girl. "What is it that you want from me?"

The girl now smiles giddily, juggling her pan as she says, "I'm glad you asked! Now, look here." Her small hands pull the curtains back from atop the fireplace she just climbed on, revealing a graffiti painting of the so-called stars that always appeared on her birthday. "Do you know what this is?"

"The lantern lights?" He lets out a hum, "Sure, they're very nice to marvel at, but what about them?"

I knew they weren't stars! The girl smiles at her small victory, before plopping back down in front of Kazuha. "You want your precious satchel back, right?"

"..." His silence deemed her to continue, a sweat drop sliding down his forehead as he thinks about all the possibilities she could ask him to do for his bountiful loot.

"I want you to take me to see those lights."

The man in red blinks in surprise. He never expected such a simple request. "Am I allowed to ask why that specifically?"

"You see..." Her optimism drops down, confusing the man even more, "I've never actually stepped foot out of this tower, and if there's something I've always to see—it's these lights." She takes a deep breath, releasing all her troubles to a man she just met, "Those, lanterns, as you call them, always appear on my birthday. Something constantly tells me that those lights, are somehow affiliated with me, so I've always desired to venture out and see them up-close, and learn the truth behind the scenery."

The lack of response from Kazuha gets her out of her damped mood, immediately exclaiming, "D-don't worry though! I have full intention to return your bag, so please, just do this for me, then after all that—we can just forget everything that happened."

A hearty chuckle leaves his lips, "Yes. I understand," His gaze cornered her in a dome of butterflies effectively making her shut up and burn away in that said corner, "Consider it a deal."

It’s not good to trust strangers so easily, but hey, what could such a petite girl do to him? An experienced thief of jewels and not getting caught even once. Call it the wind’s guidance, but something else seems to propel Kazuha to the girl. 

His ears pick up on her loneliness that stands in her heart.

Was it his empathy that forced him to stay? 

His unvoiced question is left unanswered when in astonishment of the adventure, she laughs back, a hearty one at that. "Well, I hope we'll work well together, Kaedehara Kazuha."

"And you're...?"

Silence gags her throat for a moment, feeling awkward that she didn't tell him until now. "...[Name]."

"Well, nice to meet you, [Name]."

Nothing can go wrong right? It's just simple date, as the book calls these type of hangouts, and we can both can go our merry ways! She thinks as she untangles her hair from his body.

—right...?

Scaramouche — 🐸

A Slimy Sneer (The Princess and the Frog)

Once upon a time, a young princess yearned to feel love. Her upbringing as a strictly trained royalty has always gotten in the way of her preserving of friends, so she thought of something else instead.

Her parents had always forced her to go on dates with snobby and bratty princes, which always got her in a damped mood, ruining her day entirely, but despite all of those disastrous hang-outs, she still held hope—Hope for one day that she'd finally meet her knight and shining armor.

Being so desperate for a proper romance, she prayed at the stars every night, for them to bless her with a man she can truly love.

But one night, a frog had hopped inside her room as she was doing calligraphy practice—starting her whole being when it suddenly talks.

The princess, being a polite and kind person, listened to the frog's worries despite her underlying fear of the talking creature. When the frogs mentions the he was a prince from a far away land, her eyes light up, is this finally it?

"Here comes my favorite part..." A little girl with lavish purple hair in twin tails whispers to your ear, looking all homely in her little gown made my your mother—who continued to read out the story,

"And in just the moment, the ugly little frog looked up with his sad, round eyes—and then pleaded, “Oh please princess. Only a kiss from you would break this terrible spell that was inflicted on me, by wicked witch.” —and then-"

"—The beautiful princess was so moved by his desperate plea, that she stooped down, took the slippery creature in her palms, hunched over, brought it closer to her lips, and kissed the little frog."

The little girl next to you squeals in excitement as you gurgled out loud, visibly disgusted at the depicted action, even though it was just a silly bedtime story.

"The spell was then dispersed, turning the frog into a handsome prince. They got married, and lived happily ever after. The end." Your mother shut the book, causing your vociferous friend to whine out in agony.

"Read it again!"

"Sorry sweetheart," The lady stands up as she starts packing her sewing materials up, "But me and my [Name] have to head back home for tonight." she winks your direction, "Say goodnight, darling."

"There is no way," your little arms crossed themselves as you start, "I would ever, ever, ever, and I mean never—! Kiss myself a frog."

You could probably make a list with the reasons you heavily dislike frogs. Gooey, weird bloating bodies, creepy back hinds—

You immediately stand upon to run away, "Eek! No!"

Mona smirks to herself, before dragging out, "Is thaaat soo...?"

She brings out a small frog hoodie and tackles her kitten with it, bringing it up to your small and chubby face as she cooed, "C'mon! Kiss the frog! Haha!"

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That memory of yours is still as fresh as a harvested fruit of a newly risen spring season, making you smile for the recall, but the bittersweet reminiscence forever stays as a memory as it spirals down to this nightmare called reality you're currently in—you've just been outbid by some stacked aristocrat for the restaurant building you and your father had waited and saved years for!

A solemn sigh is all you could muster as you the reality of the predicament sunk in. One of your hands gripped the dress you borrowed from Mona, since your old outfit had gotten drenched after dropping the tray earlier in shock when the sellers of the building announced the news to you.

Your mind wanders back to the fairy tale of your childhood, wondering if it actually works. Begrudgingly standing up from the bed, you walk towards the balcony, the moonlight has a contrast to your dress, making this dreaded scene somehow quite magical.

"I can't believe I'm doing this." An exhale escapes your lips as you think how pathetic you probably look right now to the moon. Such a desperate girl seeking help out from the stars, just because of a damned fairy tale. Well, you have nothing to lose in making a wish, right?

You stared at the sky, pleading inside your mind for the opportunity to reverse time just by a little bit, just so you could gain back the dream you have now lost just because of some snobs, despite being so close to achieving it.

"Please..."

A few seconds passed, and no sign of any reply. What did you even expect anyway? Distressed, your hands reach up to rub your temples and leaning towards the balcony's edges, your eyes landing beside you—where which a frog sat on quietly.

The mucus-covered creature reminded you of the fairy tale yet again. Didn't the Prince also show up like this?

Your stare at the frog held on for quite a while, silently wishing the frog would go away and leave you to sulk about your lifelong dream being taken away.

However, it doesn't even budge.

"What? You want a kiss now?"

"No, thanks." It scoffs

Huh?

"What the-" You squeal in shock and fear as you quickly stumbled back to the room, your back hitting a shelf and resulting in the books falling from their respective places, landing on your back in the process.

Your consciousness abandons you for a moment, before recollecting yourself as you groan out loud, finding the collision quite painful—but the pain quickly gets subdued when the current situation dawns upon you.

A t-talking...frog...

"What the hell was up with that reaction?

...and it's a rude one.

Your gaze shoots up when the little green creature hops towards your direction, your body instinctively grabbing the nearest object—which was a book.

"Stay away!" You yell, before hurling the book towards the frog, to which it barely dodged, thanks to its clunky-hopping nature.

Your palm immediately reaches for the next closest object, before it also yells back—

"Can you calm down for a minute?!" It hops on a nearby desk before adding on with a mumble, "I suppose I should introduce myself first..."

The object you're about to launch raises itself. You visibly find his words more threatening than before.

"I'm Scaramouche," He coughs, trying to seem polite but ultimately fails, "Prince of Inazuma."

Your mind goes back to the one who was just dancing with Mona a few minutes ago, before growing more suspicious of the frog, "What a fraud! Then who was dancing in the ball downstairs?"

"Oh, that book." He suddenly points out the objects in your hand, "Can you bring it here for a moment?"

A perplexed look etches itself on your face, before you slowly slip the book onto the desk he stands on, quickly retracting your hand when he kicks the book open, flipping through the pages.

The clock on the wall ticks for a few, before he suddenly lets out a small scoff, which piques your curiosity at what got his attention among the pages.

"Ah."

He raises a brow at your direction, before impatiently asking, "Your reactions are so boring, it's almost funny in a way."

With a twitch at your eye lid, your body turns to fully face him, "Don't talk about it being funny when you're a literal frog, your highness." You know he picked up on the condescending tone as his scowl brings momentary satisfaction to you, turning the corners of your lips upwards, before returning to the page he's currently on.

The art of the Princess kissing the frog in the book throws you into a blank state, a bit disgusted at what he's trying to imply as he pointed at the image, his small eyes looking up and down at your royal get-up gown, "I think you know what to do now, Princess."

"No, no, no, NO!" You step back, taking a good look at the frog, "There's no way I’m doing that, besides, I'm not even a princ-"

"Shush. Just do it." He's quite demanding despite being the smaller one. You were just trying to say you weren't a princess, sigh.

"Hmph. There's nothing in it for me, so no."

He throws his head back as he suddenly erupts in laughter, "Hah. If that's what you wanted from the start, then just say the word." his fit dies down as he adds on with a frown, "After you, ugh—kiss me, I'll seal the marriage with that wealthy and annoyingly loud friend of yours, which will get my mother to acknowledge me again and give me my share of the heritance back."

Your ears perked at his plan, immediately grasping his plan; but you were still quite unhinged about one part, "Huh? Why did she cut you off in the first place?"

"I give you the authority to choose whatever you want in exchange, then you ask about that?" he sighs, "You wouldn't make a good queen if you're this trivial." he ignores your offended look as he starts to explain,

"She wanted me to find a “woman I'd love to be with for an eternity”. Does such a person even exist to match my outstanding greatness?” He waits for a response, but you seemingly didn’t have any intention to say anything so he answers it himself, “I don't think so, but she thought otherwise then told me she'll be cutting my allowance off until I find this “significant other” of mine."

"Wouldn't she find out immediately that you don't like Mona at all?"

"Then I'll act like I do. I wasn't the Kabuki Theatre's prodigy for nothing." A smirk creeps on his face, obviously boasting his talent for opera and acting.

You gawk at his strange situation. Only one thing in your mind as he continues to yap about his eternal episode of narcissism: Seriously?

This guy is so egocentric that even his mom kicked him out? Just what kind of person is Mona marrying?

"That's why," he clears his throat, "I want you to kiss me. After that, I'll grant that wish of yours earlier at the balcony."

"Do you even know what it is?"

"No." He crosses his arms, "That's why I was coercing you to tell me, airhead."

"..." His insult goes over your head as you ponder at his proposal. Did the stars actually just grant you an actual blessing of being granted a wish? Your head shakes at the thought. You asked for this, and you're desperate, badly. "Fund my restaurant's foundation."

"Huh, that's it?"

"Shut up."

"Hah, that's child's play when i get my money back." his hands signal you to lean in, "Now do it."

Your hesitance shows, before asking one more time—"Are you really going to do it?"

"Just trust me a bit, will you? You're honestly getting under my nerves."

You sigh at his impatience. "Fine, fine, just shut up." You kneel in front of the desk, leveling yourself with the frog.

"I can't believe I'm doing this..." You mumble incoherently, finding the current situation quite ironic with how much you hate frogs.

But you convince yourself of the fact that all of this humiliation will be paid off when you finally get you and your father's building back, fulfilling both of your dreams.

Just a peck. You think as you lean closer.

Just a peck.

Just a peck.

Just a peck.

...

A sudden light envelopes your bodies, your skin tingles at the sensation, and you're sure Scaramouche feels it too when he slightly shudders against your lips.

The weird spell is probably broken now. You think as you slowly open your eyes, your jaw retracting from its former position.

Your hues immediately greet indigo orbs, Scaramouche. Your mind racks itself as you find that he's still a frog, nothing happened to him despite the appearance of the light that came after your kiss.

Nothing seemed different until you realized that...

why is he looking down at you?

Your eyes zero in fear as you slowly take in your surroundings.

Scaramouche was still perched onto the desk, a befuddled expression painted on his features as he stares as you, but...you're now underneath the wooden furniture he stands on, and everything seemed a lot bigger than before.

Your eyes scan your surroundings one more time, before anxiously looking at your own body—why...why...why—  

"Why am I a frog!?"

Xiao  —

The Man Tainted with Sin (Beauty and the Beast)

 Once, in the hidden heart of Liyue, a handsome young Prince lived in a beautiful castle...

Although he had everything his heart desired, the Prince was arrogant and unkind. He had taxed the village to fill his castle with the most beautiful objects, while dismissing all the duties as the son of Majesty, ignoring all pleas with a sharp glower. Irritation always filled his senses when anyone about approaches him, always being unforgiving and abrupt.

Then, one night, an unexpected intruder arrived at the castle, seeking shelter from the bitter storm. As for exchange, she offered the Prince a single rose.

Disgusted by her wrinkly appearance, the Prince turned the woman away. Scoffing to himself as his servants snicker at the woman’s bold request. But she had already warned him not to be deceived by appearances, for beauty is found within.

And when he rejects her yet again, the old lady’s outward features melted away to reveal a gorgeous Enchantress.

The prince immediately tried to apologize, but it was too late. The Enchantress had already seen enough of his ignominious heart and chanted a curse upon the lavish prince, embedding the mask of a beast onto his face, filling his once smooth skin with a hurl of tattoos.

He can only beg as he screams in agony at the excruciating pain of the spell cast, a swirl of dark green known as karma spread out to his entire palace and submerges itself as one by each servant that were included in his endeavours.

Days bled into years the once shining castle stands isolated and dark. The property is surrounded by a cold mist. The only sound is the grim winter wind, bringing shivers to anyone who dares near the cursed kingdom.

The prince and his servants were forgotten by the world. For the Enchantress had erased all memory of them from the minds of the people they once cherished and loved. 

But the rose gifted to him was his one and only hope—if he could ever feel love towards someone and have them reciprocate the emotion by the time the last petal wilts...

He’s doomed to burden himself with this unsightly mask and perilous aura for all eternity.

The prince falls to his knees as he stare at the rose, despair and regret soaking his entire being—

Who could ever love such a hideous sight such as him?

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"Father!" Your voice echoes through the dark walls of the mysterious castle, the torch you held blazed as the cold air blew from a nearby window, it's light revealing the said man behind cold metal bars.

"[Name]?! What are you doing here?" Worry washes over his face as he frames your face with his calloused hands through the gaps between the bars, trying to find traces of wounds. "It's unsafe here! Return immediately!"

You grit your teeth at his selflessness, stubbornness overcoming your sense as you retort, "I'm not leaving without you."

"Did you not hear what he said, mortal?" a new voice pipes up from the shadows, immediately heightening your guard from its slandish tone. "He tried to steal a rose. Such an act cannot be tolerated in the premises of my territory."

Even with your leather coat, you could still feel the meditated coldness from his voice—inevitably making you shiver.

But that won't make you back down. "A rose?!" Anger is evident with your raised voice, "A damned rose?! That's enough for you to lock him up in this hellhole?"

The strange man immediately jumps down in front of you, making you stumble back as you reach out your torch to shine its light on him. If you were going to die here, at least show his face!

And—it did indeed show him. But not his face.

"You have no idea how another rose could possibly make my life worse than it already is." A seething hiss accompanies his words as your light shines on his figure.

The words in your throat immediately die down as you eye his rather unique mask, taken in the form of some type of demon with a pair of horns protruding from the top. His skin also adorned many strange markings. What...?

"If you're so mad because of the rose, then punish me instead." A bold deal, it seems. "I was the one who asked for the rose, leave him out of this."

Your father's protests are blurred away in your earshot—ultimately ignoring him as you make eye contact with this...beast's golden hues behind its mask. Although it's not easily seen with the green peripheral of the mask, but it's indeed gorgeous in a way.

"Hmph. Anyone with a brain would've ran by now," He approaches you and the gate, flicking the lock open as his breath fanned your forehead at the close proximity, "But if you're so insistent, then who am I to stop you?"

The door opens, making you push the man back as you rush towards your father, a hushed "You're alright." from you travels to your father's ears, making him hug you tighter.

"You are both fools. Utter fools." The masked man turns to leave, not until he enunciates, "Once this door closes, it'll never open again."

His threat is ignored as you whisper to your father, "Let's escape this together, okay?"

"As much I want to, dear, we can't. I've seen that man fight, and it's terrifying." He grips your shoulders, trying to force sense into you as he shakes in fear, "I'll stay here, so you can run. I already lost your mother, I'm not losing you too."

You pause your panicked flow of thought as you ponder your father’s words. He had never given too much details about your mother, but its certain that he treasured her so much, too much that he’s still looking after you, even in the most dangerous situation you’ve both been in.

A deep breath escapes your lips, looking at your father in the eye as you let out a small smile, "...okay." what a liar.

He nods at your upfront obedience, leading you to the gate as he kisses the crown of your head just one more time, "Don't worry about me. I'll escape on my own."

You stop in your tracks, facing your father completely as you grab his shoulder,

"Please forgive me."

He didn't have time to voice his surprise as you suddenly push him out of the cell, grunting as he drops on his bosom while you immediately close the gate.

Your father cries your name, tears starting to form as he tries to pry the gate open, but the masked man immediately appears behind him in a puff of air, dragging him by the collar to escort him out of the castle, "It's her choice. Just shut it." he mutters, he growing annoyed by his squirming and yelling.

You fall on your knees as you solemnly watch your father get dragged away, blinking your tears away as you grip your coat, feeling terribly guilty for your father.

A string of curses leave your lips as you stare at the window, finding no hope to escape this cell at the height you're resided in. Sturdy walls, metal bars, sharp railings, and the cell being high up in a tower doesn’t help with anything at all.

Falling lax against the wall, you bury your face in your folded arms, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."

You feel terrible. Your father will be all alone now, despite your promise to keep him company for the rest of your life, and in your mother’s stead.

Would she be disappointed in your decision? Your mind thinks of the worst.

Your silent cries as left unheard as the room goes colder by the minute, its rocky walls making your back hurt. The moonlight seemingly mocks you as it peeks from the window, opting you to bury your face deeper onto your arms.

The floor suddenly looks interesting now.

Your body shoots up from its seating position when the gate opens once again,

"Excuse me, mademoiselle. I've come to escort you to your room."

Your gaze drops to find a...walking candle and clock on the ground, waiting in front of the now-open cell.

what the-

You grab a nearby wooden plank, raising it as you step back, weirded out by the talking antiques. "What are you?!"

"I'm Pervases." The candle bows in respect, not heeding any mind at your current threat of a plank, "Now please follow me."

"Are you sure this will work?" The clock whispers, making Pervases chuckle,

"Yes, it will, Ganyu."

You watch as they tread up a nearby staircase, before you turn to look around, attempting to find an exit.

There is none, what a surprise. You sigh as you drop the plank, before following the strange pair of...escorts, finding no other choice.

Whatever that weird masked man was planning with this type of approach, you could only wonder what was truly on his mind.

It's scary, really. The servants of that man said he was the one who...planned to give you such an exquisite and extravagant room to reside in as a prisoner. Just what the hell is he thinking?

Threatening you, taking your father away, locking you up in a cell, then suddenly giving you freedom over the entire building? You knew there something wrong within the castle walls, but what is it?

Definitely not the talking furniture haha—you think as a opera-singing dresser appears from the room's closet.

Other than that, you can feel something is wrong.

If only you knew as another petal fell from a beauteous rose encased with glass, filling the beast’s heart with more despair and hopelessness as he watched it slowly wilt from time’s ticking hands.

He stands oblivious as his servants as furnishing scheme something with the girl, having full intention on getting them to fall for each other.

How could they let this opportunity go? The girl might be just a commoner, but she’s very beautiful. She even managed to get to the castle without getting scratched by wild wolves! 

Yes. She’s definitely the one who’ll save Xiao, his people and his kingdom.

But the hopes of the house amenities die down a little as everything falls back to square one, how the hell are they gonna make them fall in love when her first idea of the man was this monstrous being with temperamental issues? And that the said man was a complete grouch with major red flags?

Oh well, it seems everything seems more complicated than they thought.

@honeylemonsoooda thank you for the idea! And permission to let me post a fic about it!

[kuraiangeliusm]

hi hi hi can i ask for 4nemo hcs? Like when you fall asleep when theyre not home?

can i be 👀 anon?

hey there 👀 anon!! im sorry this took like days to do, i've been busy with school and yeah i have a bunch of exams so-

but anyway i hope you still enjoy

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Aether ✨

when he comes back to you sleeping he's half happy and half sad

happy because he knows you're having a good rest

sad because he has no one to rant to about his day 😕

also no one to comb through his hair as he falls asleep

so when he does come back to you asleep,

he cleans himself up and then snuggles with you

tries to snuggle with you as quietly and softly as possible so that you don't wake up

he does succeed

but you do wake up sometimes and you just hug him really tight and you sleep with him that way

either way, he loves when he falls asleep with you

after aether had finished all of his commissions and requests, he couldn't wait to get back to you. he was practically running back to where you were and even pushed a few people on the way (he didn't mean it tho).

when aether did get home to you, he cleans himself and then slowly walks to where you are. he stands there for a while, looking at you admiringly. he then walks to you, careful to not wake you. once he did get closer to you, he kissed your forehead and laid down next to you.

you woke up and heard the boy settling in. you turned to him. he looked surprised that you woke up, he thought he was being careful! "aether, dear. how was your day?" you asked him softly, running your fingers through his hair. "it was okay i guess though, a lot of people still kept asking me to do simple things like delivering letters or flowers. to be honest, it's getting quite annoying, [name]" he replies with a sigh.

"aether, i know it's hard but just remember, i'm always here for you." he continues telling you about his day, with you combing his hair with your fingers gently. soon, you fell asleep and aether noticed this. so he stopped talking, held you closer to him, and laid his head above yours.

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Kazuha 🍁

happy and scared when you fall asleep

he looks at your sleeping figure lovingly

also is scared cuz you might be dead so he goes to you and checks your pulse

relieved asf when there's still a pulse

cuddles you like you'll turn into his friend if he lets go or loosens his grip

very protective because he thinks someone's gonna attack you two while sleeping

big spoon or small spoon, doesn't matter

as long as he's with you anything is ok because u always put a smile on his face

Your lover comes home, tired but with a smile on his face. He came back from a journey in Inazuma with the traveler. He was mentally drained, he never wanted to go back there after what happened.

he just wanted to get back to you and hold you tight. now that he was finally here, he went to where you were. he found you sound asleep in on of the Crux's beds. he walks slowly to you, careful not to wake you up.

he lays down with you and with his (fine ass) hands he holds you slowly and pulls you close to him, feeling your soft heartbeat. his hand holds your stomach as he falls asleep with you in his arms.

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Venti 🍷

mf will either let you sleep or wake u up

depends on his mood and your tiredness

if ur super tired even if he rlly wants to wake you up he doesnt

because he can either be the sweetest bf or the most annoying mf in your life

50/50 chance and idk if you'll win

when he comes home to u asleep and ur not that tired he will act like a kid when its Christmas morning

be jumping on the bed and be annoying

but he rlly is sweet tho

cuddles you and makes sure u dont wake up

snuggles his head on ur shoulder

you have to hug him back

venti the drunk ass bard comes home and cant even walk properly and at this point you just dont care anymore cuz you've seen him like this lots of times before. but today you were really tired. people around monstadt were asking you to help them here and there and of course you loved to help but it was too much.

you were sleeping in your bed (which you shared with venti). you were planning to cook his favorite dish but alas, you were too tired. once venti came home, he immediately went to where you were. he was stumbling and couldn’t even stand up straight but as soon as he saw you sleeping, he tried his best not to wake you up. he saw you running around the city helping others earlier and he understood that you were tired.

venti slowly (and drunkenly) walked to you. he tried his best to get in bed with you as softly as possible so that you wouldn’t wake up. he successfully did it (but was 🤏 this close to failing) and put his head on your shoulder. he grabbed your hand and placed it over his own. lets just say tomorrow morning he wont be able to get out of bed after all that drinking 😔

Xiao 📝 (lol its a contract)

at first, he never slept with you

he loved you, he really did but doesnt know how to show it

hes also afraid of you getting hurt because of him

so he distances himself BUT THEN YOUR FINE ASS COMES IN AND CONFRONTS HIM 🎉

“xiao, why are you always staying away from me? i feel like you’re never here and it’s starting to bother me”

after that he tries his best to initiate cuddles and eventually starts “sleeping" with you GET YOUR HEADS OUT OF THE GUTTER BY “sleeping” I MEANT HE DOESNT SLEEP STOP BEING HORNY 🤬

when he comes home and you’re asleep hes extra gentle

holds you tightly and even tho he doesnt sleep he watches over you

occasionally he does fall asleep cuz u have magical powers like that

when xiao arrives back at wangshu inn, he’s tired and just wants to be alone. when he comes back and sees you sleeping tho his bad thoughts just become diluc’s dad ✌️. (haha im evil)

he walks to you and slowly holds your hand, placing it on his cheek. he kisses it (cuz hes f-ing traditional) and goes into bed with you. he holds your waist and brings you closer to him as he stares at you. he gets lost while looking at you. he's grateful to have you as his lover, he's grateful to have someone as kind and caring as you.

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hey omg im sorry it took so long and im sorry i suddenly got lazy but yeah-