#5wirl fluff

[aetheternity]

"Hold on, you have something on your cheek." -5wirl +Tighnari

Synopsis: How the 5wirl boys + Tighnari react when you move their hair aside to kiss their cheek. Otherwise known as you shamelessly flirting with them.

Disclaimer: This is some adorable fluff to unscrew up my tired porn ridden brain. No gender/pronouns used. Enjoy!

Venti

It'd been a while since Venti had last invited you out to lunch. Whether the reason had been work related or just a need for space you weren't sure. Though today you felt a surge of confidence. A sort of push like every cell in your body was telling you to finally admit your feelings. As though you'd never get the chance again if you didn't. So you bit the bullet.

"Oh hey, you've got something on your cheek." You stop him in his tracks brushing his braid aside and trying not to physically combust at his cute little hm?

He leans in a little closer, just enough for you to press a quick peck against his cheek. His eyes enlarge for just a quick second and you're almost ready to spurt out some apologetic words when he mutters,

"What's on your lips?" His kiss is soft yet fleeting. Cold from his drink and yet sends heat roaring through your body.

His grin is shitty when he pulls back, a chorus of raucous laughter soon falling off his lips. "You should see your face, it's so cute!" He soon devolves into breathy giggles stopping when he realizes you haven't said a word. Or blinked or.. wait were you even breathing?? "Wait! Name, breathe!"

Your head rests against his knee while he summons calming breezes to your side. "Geez, you kissed me first and yet you could barely handle reciprocation." He tsks teasingly.

"I didn't know you would kiss me back!" You pout

"Ugh the point is we're even now." He retorts with a playful roll of his eyes.

"I guess.."

"So, wanna kiss again?"

Your heartbeat slams against your rib cage. One hand sliding up to your chest entangling your shirt in your fist. "I-I need a minute.."

Heizou

You'd been waiting for what had to have been a full month for Heizou to come back from vacati- his private investigation. And the second you'd heard the rumors that he'd been found and was returning. You knew you had to snag him up before you didn't see him again for another couple months.

"Look at this beautiful view." He cycled on as you rested your face in your palms. "I took this picture the moment I set foot on the island. It truly is a sight to behold. This picture doesn't quite do it justice either because during the night time when the water is bathed with glowing moonlight.. ugh it's quite majestic."

"Hei, you've got a little something on your cheek." You tap your own face with the palm of your index finger.

"Oh." He slides a hand across his face, eyebrows creasing as he looks at his fingers.

"No, right-"

You shift your face to the side, brushing long red strands aside quickly taken aback when your lips are snagged. Pressed against his so suddenly that you nearly snap your head back. But he doesn't allow it, keeping you close with a hand on your cheek. His kiss so firm yet gentle. Before you can even get used to his taste however he's leaving you high and dry.

"There?" He finishes

"Wha-" You ask or well try to as he continues to hold your face. His breath fanning the bridge of your nose as he chuckles.

"I believe your next question is, how long have you known?" He remarks "The definitive answer would be: I've always known. I notice your little lip bites when I make corny jokes. I've noticed the way you absolutely must rub your knee against mine whenever we're sitting close, just as we are now. And I've seen the way your eyes flicker to my lips when you think I'm not watching. I assumed you'd just come out and tell me you like me. I mean I have been waiting for so long, my heart was starting to break." His chuckle is far deeper this time. Far more teasing than the first.

"You're such an annoying little tease." You hiss, shakily entangling his shirt in your grip.

"Come now, you must find some enjoyment from it." He pecks your lips. "Otherwise you wouldn't be clinging to me like this."

Aether

The two of you had finally made plans for the first time since he'd left Inazuma. While you'd always felt like the two of you had a not dating but acts as though you are, kind of relationship today you wanted to take it a step further. Before you'd met up he'd shooed Paimon off to the teapot and prepared a basket of food fit for a banquet. He wanted you to try all his new favorites after all.

"Ae, I think you've got something on your cheek."

He blinks in between bites before leaning closer to your hand. Your thumb slides beneath strands of silky blonde hair brushing them aside before pecking his cheek with a quick kiss. His eyes dart towards yours and without warning he pulls a tissue from the basket bringing it up to his cheek with a quick swipe.

"The wind wiped away your kiss, you have to do it again."

"Why can't you just ask for another kiss like a normal person."

"Lips this time please." He retorts puckering up.

Xiao

Not seeing Xiao for a couple weeks was pretty normal usually but you found yourself missing him these past few days. Which soon lead you to the Wangshu Inn kitchen to prepare a bowl of almond tofu for his return. Once you'd finished and tidied up the space you'd used, you headed back to the balcony. The view swept you away for a moment, quickly entranced by the way the landscape could stretch for miles. Almost so taken in that Xiao's entrance nearly caused you to tip over the bowl in your hands.

"You're here." He greeted simply taking the bowl from your grasp.

"Mhm, How was your patrol?"

He simply huffed heading downstairs to grab a spoon. No surprise there, Xiao never had been ready to conversate after a long patrol.

"Oh hey Xiao, what's that on your cheek?"

You could feel the roll of his eyes despite his back being to you. "I've told you not to dote on me." He stops at the bottom of the staircase, halfway facing you.

"Well you should want to get cleaned up right?" You reply curling a handful of strands around his ear.

"I can do that on my own. Just leave I-" A sound you'd never believed Xiao could make escaped the adeptus in front of you. His face soon hung, the bowl of tofu hanging between shaky fingers. You giggle as you watch his cheeks flush with red, briskly rushing to the tips of his ears.

"Xiao.." You mummer close to his ear unsurprised by the faintest shiver being his only reply. "Thank you for all you do for Liyue." You whisper, without another word you head back upstairs to allow Xiao the space and comfort to eat in peace.

Kazuha

When Kazuha came back to Inazuma he always made sure to spend at least a week at your place. A time in which you'd found that Kazuha took up very little space, he'd always kept his area neat and if he was gone the whole day he'd make sure he'd bring you back some goodies.

This time had been no exception: It was only twelve am when he'd arrived home but he quickly insisted that he whip up a, "thank you for letting him stay" dish. You sat a ways away allowing yourself to become swept up by the intoxicating aroma wafting into the living room.

"It should be ready soon, Name."

Suddenly an idea floated into your head. You stood from your seat softly inching up behind Kazuha. Though it soon proved to be worthless as Kazuha's eyes quickly drifted behind him. A small smile brightening his features.

"Oh, have you come to sneak a taste?"

"Actually, you've got a little-" You smooth his hair back and before you can hesitate further you give his cheek a quick peck leaning back to anxiously take in his expression.

"Hm so that's why you've been so distracted tonight?" He places the spoon in the pan before removing it from the fire. He slowly turns back to you deep crimson eyes filled with adoration. "Is it ok if I kiss you too?" He asks

"Sure.." You're not sure how loud you said it but you soon find Kazuha's lips pressed to yours. The only description you could come up with to describe the way his lips felt against yours being airy, light almost feather-like. As though he had some internal fear he could break you with a single touch.

Before long he's leaning away and you can't help your childish huff. "Don't worry, we can continue once you have dinner." He smiles softly.

"I eat all the time. Kiss me."

Tighnari

Today was kind of special. Tighnari wasn't busy with the usual training of forest rangers and he'd finished his patrol early which meant the two of you had time to take a leisurely stroll. Which for Tighnari meant he could point out random flora and facts about them as you walked. While for you it just meant you could bask in his every word while barely keeping pace because he walks surprisingly fast.

"Are you still listening? I was on a roll there and you missed it."

You trot along till you catch up to his side. "Sorry Nari, hasn't anyone ever told you, you walk super fast?"

"No, I don't believe I've heard that until now actually." He retorts with a small lift of his chin.

"Well anyway for your information I actually was listening. You were explaining the temperatures at which Sumeru roses grow the best in." You reply

"Exactly, excellent!" He perks up, smile broadening "I don't think I'll ever understand why you didn't come with me after we graduated. I don't really need to explain this stuff to you the way I would a rookie forest ranger. Plus you're so skilled with medicinal remedies you'd be such a big help to me and Colliel."

"The akademiya begs for you to come back and you try to talk me into becoming a forest ranger someday. Somethings never change."

His chuckle is dry and you soon realize just how close you're standing. Your elbow resting on his shoulder. The tips of his ear twitching as your breath flutters against them.

"Hey Nari, what's on your cheek?" A small hum leaves his throat as he checks his left cheek with two fingers.

"Huh, did I get it?"

"No I mean this cheek." You whisper, his hair is silkier than you'd thought it would be and when you press a kiss to his cheek you make a mental note of his deep shudder. "There it's off now." You giggle immediately pleased at how quickly his entire face blooms pink.

"Wh-what was that for?"

"Consider it my thank you for a lovely afternoon."

[reilliane]

Behold, Fleur!4nemo's reluctant welcome LMAO

- of course it'd be different in the fanfic itself but I envisioned this hilariously playing out lololo

- also since the color red is taken (kazuha), i chose to assign purple for heizou _(:з)∠)_

- part of this process was laughing over what titles to use as an introduction, like venti's 'omg he's your roommate' SAJDHASJ- aether has the most normal one, xiao does have a problem with trying to be friendly and that will show up in future stuff when he attempts to be nice but shucking fAILS- sorry mc-

- need i talk about kazuha's "mr im stealing the mc"?? we all know he's steps ahead of the three, but who knows, when heizou shows up things might change :)))

[offbrandkyoya]

Lights, Camera, Action! - scaramouche x reader smau

summary:

you’re best friends with the famous band of all time, 5WIRL. however, DCKZ are rising to the top which are leaving your friends in the dust. the solution: add a new member, a new face to start some attention! it did cause attention alright, especially for your heart.

pairing: scaramouche x gn!reader

genre: band au, smau, fluff, crack, celebrity x reader, angst

warning: cursing, scandals, false rumors, kys jokes, mistreatment

status: completed!

taglist: closed :(

5WIRL the lovers DCKZ

Prologue: 1 & 2

01: congratulations! (you’re fucked)

02: common venti L

03: todays the day

04: childe has 0 rizz

05: 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, SIX

06: let’s do it

07: << egg sandwiches

08: not your wife

09: fake birthday

10: scarapoo

11: sandwich kisses

12: stay mad

13: kaeyas delusional era

14: yn’s love life

15: SCARA!

16: therapist venti

17: the first show

18: bitchy woman

19: cricket cricket

20: just a friend

21: oh

22: strong

23: retweet

24: im glad to have met you

25: the delusions won

26: HE WANT ME

27: yes

28: TEN?????

29: giggling

30: hoe list

31: date night

32: together 4eva

33: bf reveal

34: enough is enough

35: best friends

36: sugar booger

37: marriage arc

38: fucking kids

39: by my side

40: kazurizz

41: oops i did it again

42: suck it up

43: stupid + stupid

44: = scarayn

45: angel from heaven

46: jealousy jealousy

47: boy what

48: fine then

49: feelings suck

50: hopefully

51: I’m Sorry

52: two weeks!?

53: he’s everywhere

54: bitchless era

55: good luck (you need it)

56: the artist named “….”

57: bye boyfie

58: love confessions

59: yn the widow

60: scara the widower

61: NOW NOW NOW

62: TAY

63: PAC-MAN

64: horrible people

65: pussy

66: big fan

67: what about us?

68: ten kids confirmed

69: crashing down

70: sleeping beauty

71: Goodbye Moon

72: new you new me

73: rattled cages

74: Better luck next time

75: Here Goes

76: Therefore, you and me

77: communication is key

78: the art of love

79: last show

80: thoma ache

81: masked singer

82: think about it

83: haters gonna hate

84: mamas boy

85: you hafta

86: it’s over

87: 2 brothers 2 men

88: Yns Mona Lisa

89: star

90: horn dog

91: win or lose

92: fight club

93: warmth

94: This is Life

95: Epilogue

[floylia]

ELYSIAN ♫

02. Exactly, milk him dry

Notes: timestamps don’t matter for this one. i changed the title multiple times. it was supposed to be “see you soon, inazuma” but ig this one works too

Synopsis: After 7 years of enduring the media’s relentless pursuit of painting you as a villain, you’re forced to go through an indefinite hiatus with a tainted reputation on your head. However, just when you thought your career was over, a certain 5WIRL member wants you to feature on his solo album. Surely, this won’t affect your reputation once more, would it?

Scaramouche x fem!reader

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[dxstopiaa]

Hello! Your an amazing writer lol, but could I request anemo boys with a reader who's really anxious about people and just about everyone in general. The reader can be female or gn ^^

characters: xiao, kazuha, heizou, scaramouche x fem/gn! reader

warnings: themes of social anxiety, fluff! [thank you anon! this is so so late i’m sorry. this is a cute idea as someone with anxiety around others <3]

xiao

୨୧ Xiao admires your withdrawn personality— he didn’t think of your anxiety around others as a dire issue, especially as he was always there to protect you. Though his thoughts changed as it became worrying at one point.

୨୧ You wouldn’t leave the house at all if your boyfriend wasn’t with you, wether it was to get groceries or to simply get a breath of fresh air. He hated himself for it, thinking he’d probably caused it to worsen and he spent every minute with you to pacify your mind.

୨୧ He saw him within yourself— avoiding other people and interactions so avidly for the sake of your own comfort. With an abundance of reassurance and understanding, he had gotten to a point where he was semi-confident to appear in the streets of Liyue. All because of your words, those that you didn’t follow yourself.

୨୧ Xiao didnt know where to start, should he discuss it with you or should he remain subtle? He watched you closely, you weren’t as shy with him, if at all. Always so keen to share anything you had found while in the isolated forests, be it a flowering bamboo shoot or a photograph.

୨୧ Yet the second you entered the harbour, all your personality seemed to be drained from within you. He felt your shaky hand grasp his own whenever anyone came towards you, your heart was beating at a near unhealthy rate from the mere thought of engaging in conversation.

୨୧ It pained him to see such a lovely person like yourself feel like you didn’t fit in anywhere. Except from in between his arms, albeit inexperienced with embracing you, it was comforting nonetheless.

“Dear, if you ever need me, just call out my name.”

kazuha

୨୧ It wasn’t exactly unfamiliar for him at all, if anything, Kazuha slightly understood your apprehension towards others. When he had asked you why— out of curiosity, you couldn’t put it into words. Hence why such a poetic lover could do it for you.

୨୧ You’d shield yourself under his arms, hiding from something. Perhaps the lingering gaze of common folk, yet wouldn’t that prove how beautiful you truly are? Had he interpreted the message wrongfully? It seems so.

୨୧ “Like the breeze which flows across these lands, carrying all sorts of leaves, each different from the rest, some poisonous to the touch, others blank and rarely those with beauty in the howl they sing in passing.” Kazuha had described it, a suitable analogy according to your praise.

୨୧ He has never pushed you from where you were comfortable— insisting you take your time on the journey of expression. Need something from the market but you feel to anxious to go? Absolutely fine, your lover brings photographs and all you desire to familiarise the place to you. After all, nothing good is formed in rushed writing.

୨୧ On days where your perturbation reached worrying levels, Kazuha would sit beside you through it, offering to discuss your feelings. A compassionate man such as he listened to every tense word that stammered past your lips with only patience.

“Darling, I promise these turbulent emotions will pass, for now, please remember how much you mean to me and those who adore you.”

heizou

୨୧ It’s only natural for the renowned detective of the Tenryou Commission himself to notice your hesitation around people— you’d soon come to realise you weren’t as discreet as you thought you were.

୨୧ Simple gestures, like fumbling and fidgeting with your fingers or an object, even hiding your face from others behind your frail hands (which he found unusual, you’re beautiful, why would you hide yourself away?) to complete states of panic, where you would shut the world out for hours at a time.

୨୧ It wasn’t easy at all for you, he knew that best. He recalls how when he first started dating you, how quiet and tense you were. Now you’ve warmed up to him enough to tell him about your worries. Heizou would take your hands in his own, massaging them and observing your brittle nails from biting them so often.

୨୧ You’ve insisted multiple times that your boyfriend must of found you irritating or annoying yet he feels his heart break every time those accusations fall from your lips. How he hated the self-deprecating words you degrade yourself with. Heizou would do anything to make you realise the truth.

୨୧ He loves you— the detective would leave meetings and parties just to stay by your side, if you didn’t feel comfortable around a person he’d instantly leave and go with you instead. Nothing matters more than the apple of his eye, no matter how anxious you are.

“Sweetheart, i adore you for who you are, everyone else comes second to you.”

scaramouche

୨୧ When he met you at first, Scaramouche couldn’t understand your fear of other humans, why would your arms shake whenever someone merely approached you? Why wasn’t it the same with him— is it because he’s not human?

୨୧ A puppet, one too emotional to function as intended and one too unfamiliar with social norms. That’s all he was, and you were drawn into him for it. Now that you’re both closer than ever, he’s realised he’s not meant to decipher you, but rather to accept and protect.

୨୧ If anyone got too close to you, he’d shield you with his body in a heartbeat, deterring them away. Those cold, indigo eyes softened by your trembling hands. Such a delicate being, he’s handle everyone else like meaningless stones, yet you’ll be upheld and guarded like priceless pottery, as if you’d crack with the raise of his voice.

୨୧ He knows how it feels to be dismissed and ignored, and Scaramouche would do anything to abolish such a cruel act against you. His empty chest filled with warmth, all of your love and reliance into a loving pulse of affection. A makeshift heart.

୨୧ A couple of limited words, but so rich in actions the outside eye couldn’t see. You cherish what you have, and so does he.

“I’ll admit, when i’m with you, i don’t feel so inhuman anymore, i’m given a purpose that i’ve been searching for.”

[sophieoni]

FEELS FOR YA! — MASTERLIST

— idol!scaramouche x reader

synopsis. after years of training, you finally debuted in your idol group: bl❀om! just in time to participate on a variety show with the biggest group in teyvat: 5WIRL as they welcome they newest member— hey isn't that the guy who cut you in line?!

pairings. scaramouche x fem!reader

tags. social media au; crack ; fluff ; rivals to lovers ; friends to lovers ; various random ships

warnings. mommy issues ; misunderstandings ; cursing ; eventual smut (will be tagged accordingly)

status. on going [05.12.22 - ❀]

tag list. open, message to be added!

❀ likes and reblogs are very appreciated ❀ titles might change ❀ written chapters and nsfw will be tagged accordingly ❀ ©sophieoni do not steal or copy ❀

the idols — bl❀om // 5wirl

ERA I — let the show begin!

prologue. #cancelled

01. mommy's — yae's variety show!

02. he's not even that cute.

03. feature who?

04. they don't pay me enough for this.

05. coming soon...

[starz222]

6reeze / 5wirl : as popular tropes

scara - enemies to lovers | venti - friends to lovers xiao - miscommunication | kazu - mutual piningheizou - academic rivals cw not proof read might be ooc notes sorry no aether :( idk how to write him . also i hate kazuha's part

scara – enemies to lovers

goddamn raiden scaramouche. he just always had to be right, didn’t he? god, you just wanted to wipe that smug look off his face. he was so damn blunt all the time, but it was more annoying how he was right. he’s short and he’s especially mean when he opens his mouth. what’s there to even like!? one of the things you hate about him was how he found out about one of your most embarrassing secrets and told everyone.

“i hate him! i can’t stand to be in the same room as him.” you complain to your friend, childe. he raises his eyebrows at you, “looks like someone’s got a crush.” you scoff and roll your eyes at him, “c’mon, i hate the guy’s guts!” you furrow your eyebrows. childe looks at you with a smug expression, “uh huh, that’s why you’ve been talking about him for the last 48 hours?” you didn’t even reply. you just stormed off. you hear childe in the distance, “looks like i was right!”

he turns to his phone, “did you hear all of that?” 

“....yeah.” scaramouche finds himself dumbfounded. the next day, you find yourself avoiding him entirely. you saw a glimpse of him in the hallway? run to the nearest room. you saw his backpack behind a locker? run the opposite way. you see childe talking to someone shorter than him? it might not be scaramouche, considering childe is incredibly tall, but still, you choose to run away.

after seeing a silhouette that looks exactly like him in the halls, you run into the nearest room– the library. there, you hide behind a couple of bookshelves, trying to catch your breath. you turn to the right to take a peek at the entrance– what if he went inside? you sigh in relief when you see no one there, and you turn back to the bookshelf in front of you.  and oh– there’s someone towering over you. the person you’ve been avoiding all this while. he’s got you pinned to the bookshelves, and you look down at the ground feeling your cheeks become hot. his right hand is over your head and his left blocking your way out. 

“why are you avoiding me?” he says, not letting his eyes off of you, “it’s– it’s nothing!” you look further away. “the floor must be really interesting.” he grabs your jaw and makes you look at him, eye-to-eye. “tell me, why are you avoiding me?” you feel your body tense and your ears turn bright red. “because…” 

“because what?” “i…like you..” you say in a soft voice, so quiet only a mouse couuld hear. 

“i can’t hear you.” 

“i like you!” it’s quiet. scaramouche isn’t saying anything. he takes his hands off the bookshelf and looks at you. “i thought you hated me.” he says, “i don’t know! i don’t know anymore, i—” 

he cuts you off by placing a soft kiss on your lips.

“i… like you too.”

xiao – miscommunication

he was so confused about his feelings for you. he didn’t know what was going on with him. whenever you were around, his face would heat up and he’d become more tense. to others, he’d stay quiet, barely saying a word. but when it comes to you— oh, he doesn’t know what to do. he talks more, so much more. it’s something about you that just makes him lose it. 

when he thinks his feelings will only hurt you, he’ll distance himself from you. you’ll stop seeing him around liyue, and you’ll stop hearing his voice, asking you how you’ve been. when you call out his name, he won’t appear. but that feeling you get that someone’s watching your every move, that doesn’t go away at all.

he thinks you hate him now, now that he’s gone out of touch with you. he thinks that as a human, you won’t realize how important it is to live life to the fullest, and that you should not spend your moments with someone like him. an immortal being with so much karmic debt on his shoulders haunting him every single second of the day. but, that all went away with you. you brought so much happiness and joy to his life, and you’ve made him experience so many things he never thought he’d got to feel. 

but he was scared. scared of you getting hurt because of him, what if he’s the reason you don’t get to be happy? those thoughts stopped him from getting close to you— to be able to communicate with you. 

one day, you catch him stumbling on his feet, walking unbalanced. suddenly, he collapses. you run over to him and let him rest on your lap, he slowly opens his eyes and breathes in deeply. “[name]?” his voice is husky, his eyebrows are furrowed, “am i… imagining things?” he blinks slowly again, “there’s… there’s no way you’d actually do this.” his breaths are heavy and when you put your hand over his forehead, it’s burning hot. “xiao, you’re heating up, what happened? are you okay?” you ignore his words. “i’m.. i’m fine. just stay here with me. it doesn’t matter if you’re my imagination.” xiao looks at you through his lashes, “i missed you, xiao. you have no idea how much i liked you– and how much i still do.” 

xiao simply shakes his head. “no..no, i hurt you. you can’t do that, you can’t say–” he coughs, “you can’t say that.” he sniffs his nose, “just get some rest, xiao. let’s talk when you’re okay.” you say softly. “i’m so sorry, [name]. i didn’t want you to get hurt–” 

“please get some rest, xiao. you’re not okay.” 

heizou – academic rivals

heizou was one of the top students.you always ranked 2nd after him, and it infuriated you. not only that, but he was difficult to talk to, and he always seemed to be one step ahead of you. you always compared your scores with him the minute you got them, but he would always end up scoring one point higher than you.

this semester, you were set on defeating him. you studied all day and night, drank gallons of coffee, and barely slept. you thought about getting a score higher than his, how much you hate his intuition and him always being so spot on. 

“wake up, [name]!” venti shakes you awake, “‘m not sleeping! i’m..i’m not sleeping-” you jot up in surprise. “you should get some sleep,” he sighs. “no, i can’t. i absolutely have to beat him this time around.” you say. “so, i can’t afford some shutter-eye right now.” 

little did you know that “him” was just right around the corner, and he heard everything you said. “looks like your rival’s out to get you.” kazuha teased. “they should really get some sleep once in a while…” heizou mutters to himself. 

the day of the exams, you were overprepared, you were determined, you were confident you were going to ace this test and finally beat him. you just downed a cup of coffee, and you’re ready to take the exam. a few days afterwards, you get the results for the examination. you run to see a certain maroon-haired fellow. 

“heizou!” you run towards him, holding a paper in your hands. “what was your score… hah.. on the- the exam..” you pant and rest your arms on your knees. “woah there, excited much?” he takes your paper, “just- just tell me.” you take a while to catch your breath. he scans your paper, “79/80. wow, you’ve defeated the mighty shikanoin heizou.” he tells you. 

“i did?”

“you did. only because i let you.”

“oh my god–” you ignore his words. “i did!” you blink. “i don’t think the entire campus can hear you yet–” you blink again. “[name]!” you collapse into his arms, he’s swift, and caught you in time. “you did great, seriously. just get some sleep now.” he mutters, he’s noticed in the past weeks that you were slouching all the time, and your eyebags got worse. your voice got croaky, and he always caught you drinking coffee, honestly, was there ever a moment when you weren’t holding a coffee?

“my my, the prince charming gets his happy ending alas.” kazuha walks from behind. "by the way, congrats on getting perfect scores." 

“thanks.”

venti – friends to lovers

to be honest, you’ve gotten confused whether or not hanging out with him were just plain friendship stuff– or dates. knowing his secret, that he’s actually barbatos, the anemo archon, he uses his powers freely around you, making it easier to access beautiful city views. he invited you to watch the stars with him on the anemo god’s statue in the center of mondstadt, late at night. he uses his powers and holds your hand as you fly up to the statue’s hands, and there you lay down with him.

up there, the wind tickles your cheek, and venti is weirdly silent. it’s not like him at all to be quiet. so, you ask him, “what’s wrong?” he turns to you and says, “do you think they’ll like me back?” your heart drops. you tell yourself, you should be happy for your friend, finding his own happiness. but why not with you? “i mean, of course. what’s there not to like about you?” venti laughs. “there’s… so much i need to tell you.” 

“well you didn’t even tell me about your special someone” you turn away, throwing up in the air the apples you got for venti. “hey– i couldn’t!” he becomes defensive, “it’s just… they’re amazing. all my years roaming teyvat, i’ve never met anyone so… just so amazing.” he smiles, “see? i can’t even put my feelings into words— and i’m a poet!” he pulls his knees to his chest, “i don’t know what to do…”

“you should choose me instead.” you think out loud, venti looks at you in shock. “wh-what? what’d you say?” his pupils diate and his ears become hot. “don’t make me say it again, it’s embarrassing.”

“no, no! not at all, [name], i’d gladly choose you. you’re the one i like” he gets up and holds both of your hands.

“so… does this mean we’re–” 

“yep.”

kazuha – mutual pining

the crux has been through a lot, and god do they drink. it’s interesting to see kazuha not in his calm composure, instead slurring his words and his sentences full of hiccups. tonight, he drank a lot. the rest of the crew were passed out somewhere or simply sleeping. you were worried of leaving kazuha alone in this state– only archons know what’d happen to him.

“mmm–” he coos as he tilts his head at you. he giggles as he grabs a small photograph kept in his front pocket, he scooches over to you and shows you the picture. it’s a picture of you smiling. you ask him, “what’s this?”and he smiles, “the person i love oh so dearly…” he holds the picture as if it was fragile, like the slightest movement would ruin it. “don’t tell anyone, but..” he whispers into your ear, “i’m gonna marry them one day…” he giggles. he shoves the picture into your face, “look, *hic* aren’t they so cute?” you laugh, “you’re adorable, kazuha.” he looks at you, as if he’s offended. “well– *hic* i appreciate the compliment, but… you’re not [name], i’d like it if you didn’t say that, especially if they’re around.” he pouts. “y’know, i have someone i like too.” you smile at him, “really?” he entertains your sudden statement.

“yeah, he’s the nicest person i know. it’s like i can’t live without him.” the heavy weight you feel now being lifted off your chest. “you must really like him.” kazuha says, “what’s his name?” “his name’s kazuha. does that sound familiar?” you take your shot, it’s most likely he won't be able to remember this when he wakes up anyway, so why not?  “it does– oh.” he’s taken aback, in fact slightly sober now. he rubs his eyes multiple times and blinks profusely. 

“[name]—” 

“can i call you cute now?” 

tags @aimynx ( taglist for all of my works ! currently open )

[harmonysanreads]

If you're still taking writing requests or suggestions, may I suggest the 5wirl boys comforting reader after the reader has a nightmare about losing them?

The timing of this ask lol I've been having weird (or interesting depending on the view) nightmares recently as well so some comfort after the disturbing experience would be very appreciated indeed. That aside, my personal headcannon is that all of the anemo boys have nightmares quite regularly, too. So, they'd probably understand better than anyone :)

──⚝ venti

If Venti's not passed out from drinking, it takes little hue and cry for him to notice. At first, he'd freak out a little, checking you over for injuries or anything of that sort. Then, he sighs in relief realizing it was just a nightmare that'd gotten you upset. Immediately, his whole countenance changes and he's guiding you to his hold, rocking you back and forth and vanishing your worries with the bestest melodies. His songs aren't just mere tunes, they're full on declaration of his eternal sentiment — you honestly become a little flustered in your sleepy haze. Venti has no shame admitting what he feels for you though, that cheeky smile you've come to adore never leaving his lips. And even if Venti was passed out from drinking, his tight embrace alone would reassure you that he'd never leave you or let you leave him.

──⚝ aether

One word : panic. He's immediately frantically trying to calm you down, holding you, wiping your tears, making funny faces to bring a smile to your face — the whole shebang. It's almost like you're a child he'd accidentally upsetted instead and when nothing works, starts crying with you, too. You're confused, he's confused and this abnormal reaction calms you down enough to croak out the reason of this predicament. Aether stops dead in the middle of wiping the tears off his face, deadpans and pulls your cheeks. Silly, silly, silly — take a good look at the state he's in, he'd rather drown in his own tears than ever leaving you.

──⚝ kaedehara kazuha

The calmest of the boys, he handles the situation so well that he deserves an award. When he's woken from his sleep with a perturbed you by his side, he's already cradling you in the safest embrace, whispering sweet nothings. He doesn't directly coax you to share your mind, but all his lulling actions offer such a sense of security you cannot help but bare your heart out to him. He's not deterred from his ministrations, either. Ever so intuitive, he guesses something else must've happened for your brain to conjure up something like that. Perhaps it was a person? That could be likely considering his idol disposition. Kazuha frowns, turning you to face him eye-to-eye, his hands hold yours firmly in an oath and he confesses that he belongs, and will forever belong to you and solely you ; this would be changed by no one, not even your subconscious.

──⚝ xiao

I think we all can agree he'd have the most nightmares out of all the anemo boys. Therefore, it's usually you comforting him and making him feel the most blessed man in existence. Xiao is nowhere near ungrateful either, so he harbours great appreciation for your kindness, taking mental notes in case the positions were to be switched. He engraves in his mind how nice it feels when you hold him and run your hand through his hair, humming gentle tunes but never probing him to recount what he'd seen, showing through your actions instead how much you treasure him. He may be extremely inexperienced in all of this but he's quick and determined to learn for you. When the predicted shift did happen though, he was a little panicked as well but not as intense as Aether. If anything, seeing him try so hard to comfort you makes you the happiest anyway. Ends up composing songs to confess the things he couldn't say to you in the moment <3

──⚝ shikanoin heizou

Detective Heizou had sensed something amiss the moment he found the other side of the bed vacant. He at first tried to give you the benefit of the doubt but when a considerable amount of time had passed with no signs of you returning, he decided to follow the clues. A mystery indeed, sounds of sniffing, weary figure— he deducted you were bothered by another nightmare again. Sneakily, he snaked his arms around your form from behind and began spinning you around til you couldn't keep the giggles in and now both of you were laughing like teenagers over silly jokes. Much more relaxed, he asked you what the nightmare was about. With some reluctance, you shared the contents. You felt the earlier horror returning to you but Heizou was having none of it ; scooping you up in a princess carry (you wonder where he gets such strength, honestly), sweet whisperings lost in the moonlight. Sshh, do not worry, just let him show you how much he loves you so that such fickle dreams won't ever bother you again.

[scaras-silly-girl]

hi!! may i request sfw and maybe some nsfw headcanons of polyamorous 5wirl (venti, xiao, kazuha, heizou and scara) x fem!reader?

oml anon ily and ur big brain, sorry this took so long but poly anemo boys are here🙏💕 hope this is up to ur expectations!

☆sfw☆

your relationship definitely gets a little messy at times, your boyfriends do tend to butt heads when it comes to you

i'd say scara and xiao are definitely the more possessive of your lovers, tossing scowls at each other from time to time but staying respectful for your sake. the bonus about these two is scary dog privileges, of course any of your boyfriends would get someone making unwanted advances to fuck off, but a glare from the vigilant yaksha or ex harbinger is sure to make them shiver.

you'll often find heizou and kazuha hanging out and more than willing to let you into their conversation. kazuhas fingers toying with your hair, soft voice lulling you into a state of bliss, only broken from your trance to giggle with heizou and squeeze his hand. times like these are definitely some of the most peaceful, but all that is changed when venti is added to the mix

the eccentric bard always adds a layer of chaos to your predicaments, tossing his head into your lap and inserting himself into the conversation. every few minutes or so venti will lean up to give you a kiss, catching you off guard every time and leaving you in a flurry of giggles. heizou will play onto venti's antics, teasing you and demanding kisses of his own.

you always end up covered in their love, kazuha's arms wrapped around you from behind, pressing kisses to your cheek or neck. venti's lips suction against your own, switching places with heizou from time to time. sometimes you'll vaguely hear xiao or scara breathing softly as they watch, akward and unsure of how to join in.

affection with scara and xiao always ends up a little more private, both men are rather akward about showing their love, but you make it work. spending your evenings with xiao on the roof of wangshu inn, fingers interlocked and the tiniest smile on his face.

yet again, venti is the one most comfortable with your other boyfriends. he usually tags along when you're watching the lantern rite with xiao. xiao is definitely the most anxious about showing affection, worried about overstepping or his karmic debt harming you. he's the type to let you randomly sit down on his lap, loosely holding you while you're rambling about something to him or another one of your lovers.

you do your best to communicate with all parties involved in your relationship, and for the most part, it works out well, except for scara... he closes himself off more often than not, too prideful to simply ask you for anything or talk to you. he'll drag you away from whatever you're doing if he wants you to spend time with him, something that always makes heizou roll his eyes. you're definitely gonna have to work on that with scara...

the best part of your days are often night, when you plan to curl up with one of your boys. laying back to back with kazuha or letting venti practically tackle you to the bed, sometimes you can even get scara to cuddle with you whereas heizou happily will. xiao doesn't need sleep, he hasn't slept in so long that he couldn't if he wanted to, but he doesn't mind when you grab his arm, drifting off at his side.

my biggest thought is cuddle pile of the century, fitting all 5 of your lovers onto your bed. heart beat quickening as the squabble over being the one to hold you. you always drift off surrounded by the people you love and wake up nearly upsidedown, surrounded by them still.

☆nsfw☆

despite kazuha's willingness to share you with the other boys, this is where he especially, along with the others, get more possessive

there have been nights where you're just passed around, being used for who knows how long at this point. the boys take turns with your mouth and pussy, words ranging from praises, being called a good girl and a cute slut, to teasing and degrading, being told how much more you can take and how needy you must be

fucking you is a competition, who can make you feel the best? who can make you cum the most? if you're into over stimulation, this is the life for you. even though all five boys want you for themselves, they do all agree that you're beautiful tearing up as your pussy is devoured.

now in terms of how all the boys are in bed, xiao is definitely the roughest. he doesn't mean to slam into you so hard, but you feel so warm and snug, he can't help it. when he isn't being a bratty bottom, scara is the only one who comes close to xiao's harshness, degrading you whenever his lips aren't latched onto yours. kazuha's a direct contrast, treating you like a princess. he enjoys softer sex and lives to pleasure you.

venti is definitely one to tease you, taking pleasure in your whines as he slows his pace right before you cum. he's definitely the type to tease you in public, hand resting a little too close to your inner thigh... heizou is like this is well, he's the kinkiest of the group, liking to tie you up or even use hand cuffs. he'll restrain you and rub your clit for what feels like an eternity, finally letting you cum when your eyes are puffy from tears.

all five are great on their own, but toying with a couple or all of them will be your end. even when you're a horny mess, no matter who's dick you've sank onto, they all love you so much♡

[atheliasnotebook]

The Taste of You

ft. Aether (vocalist/dancer), Cyno (the opening act), Childe (snack stand vendor), Diluc (the drink stand vendor), Gorou (the security guard) + Shikanoin Heizou (drummer/dancer), Kaedehara Kazuha (guitarist 1/dancer)

NOTE: the reader is gender-neutral, and is referred to as "_______" rather than (Y/N)!

TAG(S): fluff, confession, angsty (childe/ajax, diluc)

AUTHOR'S NOTE: self-indulgent ikemen fanservice owo

It's a 6REEZE concert! But... what's it like to kiss one of the boys for the first time (or even one of the venue workers)?

💫 Aether [ Vocalist / Dancer ]

"A stranger, at a table in a place / and a really pretty face / I wonder what happens when you smile" (Someone You Like by The Girl and The Dreamcatcher)

You, the manager of 6REEZE, have gotten yourself into quite a predicament. You were simply sitting in the break room with Aether, sharing a snack with him before pre-show rehearsal began. Sitting in those metal foldable chairs with the beige-colored folding table propped up. The rule at this venue was that "eating is strictly prohibited in the dressing rooms," and their break room would double as storage. Surrounded by boxes, you offered one of your crackers out to the blonde-braided idol before stumbling over his lap, propping yourself up by gripping the edges of the latter's chair as you dropped the saltine atop his thigh. Apologizing, still looking down at his black trousers, you turn your gaze up—stumbling once again... and accidentally onto Aether's lips.

It's so... soft? And warm... without even knowing it, you had complacently melted in the motion. Aether let out a yelp, but stayed like that for a couple of seconds, unsure of what he should do. Pull away?

Aether widened his eyes, trembling as he hummed out of embarrassment. Squeaking his metal chair back, he shot his hand up to cover his lips, muttering apologies over and over, avoiding direct eye contact with you.

He always liked your smile. And because he always liked it so much, he couldn't help but always be attracted. Kissing you like this? He sure as hell didn't hate it, but he felt bad for making you go through something so embarrassing. Unbeknownst to him, he was your favorite. You made sure it didn't show, but secretly, you did so many little things that not he would've noticed.

"Aether, I'm so sorry for—"

"For what? You didn't do anything wrong! If anything... I should be the one saying sorry. I didn't bother pulling away, and I know you don't like me—"

"Well, who said I never liked you?"

That made Aether blush more than online thirst tweets about him.

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🐳 Childe / Ajax [ Snack Stand Seller #1 ]

"Will you meet me in the daylight / like we did before / Then I felt you on my shoulder / and you weren't suffering anymore" (Everything Goes On by Porter Robinson)

Cute little _______ has been dancing in his thoughts for the past few weeks! Sure, the first time he met you—you were simply trying to buy a bag of pretzels for Aether, and what do you know—he threw in some jerky and an iced water bottle for you. You gave a Jack Link's black-and-red labeled dried delicacy to Heizou, who chowed down with a broad smile and gratitude.

You tossed the pretzel bag to Aether, ready to drink from the water bottle when you saw a series of numbers written at the top of the bottle in dark, navy blue sharpie. "Call me!" it said beneath it, with a little heart.

☆ IF YOU CHOSE TO CALL HIM sometime after you read the bottle (or even after the show), he would greet you with that enthusiastic childlike eagerness.

"Good evening, comrade! I trust that the show was astounding? Well, I certainly thought so! The song lineup is what I would refer to as astounding!"

"The talent's in the boys, not me. I'm just the one who books their gigs and drives them around when they're drunk," you joke, and manage to stir up a charming laugh out of the magnanimous snack seller.

Although you two chatted it up almost every-to-every other day, you kept your distance. Because you sure as hell know better than to get close to a boy who flirts with girls as much as he offers you free snacks. He treats you like everyone else. You're not extraordinary.

Why would you be memorable?

You could only wonder.

You could only wallow.

After all, you're only the manager. Nobody actually knows your name. Your face. Nobody actually remembers. You cover up your face on live stream, because of all those stupid comments harassing you online. even the threats from the boys to strangle anyone who decides to talk crap about their manager don't help...

"The manager's probably some sick fat bastard pulling the strings."

"Maybe their 'manager' is just the permanent groupie for '6REEZE.'"

So, naturally, you just stopped texting him. You were always the one striking up conversation first. He didn't bother texting you first. Perhaps he was busy. Or perhaps he was just playing around with some girl.

✦ IF YOU CHOSE TO IGNORE THE NUMBER and simply drink your water, you'd toss it away and continue your work, booking the next tour (even though 6REEZE just rebranded from 5WIRL).

...

On another day during an intermission, you'd be drinking another iced water that you received from Childe. Kazuha would strike up a conversation with you as he watched you toss the bottle away with such an irked expression.

"______, if I may be so polite to inquire, is there a reason why you tossed away that bottle while harboring such a disdainful look on your face?"

"Some... guy is just trying to hit on me when I don't have the time for a relationship. Besides, I'm much too busy dealing with your guys' fangirls than to worry over if a man is attracted to me," you explain, sighing agitatedly as you slump in your chair.

"Manager, am I permitted to grant you a few words of advice?"

You nod your head... slowly. Kazuha normally keeps to himself, but he grins with a sense of knowing as he takes a sip at his white paper cup of hot tea.

"You work yourself to the bone just as much as we do to ensure that our shows are lined up, that our music and song are refined like polished diamonds, and that every staff and member we talk and associate with is approachable and friendly. You have every right to be happy. Everyone is. 'Breeze,' 'Anemo, 'Swirl,' whatever you wish to refer to it as—should not be the reason to hinder yourself from your enjoyable prospects. Please—" Kazuha elucidates beseechingly, scooting forward as he places a hand on your back. "—go chase after him, boss. You have told us that we are as free as the breeze, and can run anywhere that the wind will carry us. You too, are a part of 'breeze,' ______."

...

"Childe, are you busy?" you ask, with Ajax hearing your voice crackle over the phone.

"Not at all, comrade! My time is all yours~"

"Good, because I'm on the stairs by the hill. Let me know when you're availabl—"

"I'm coming over right now!" he exclaims, almost like an excited puppy. And then, very quietly, far away from the microphone. "Ah, Mister Zhongli, I'll be back in just a few minutes!" you hear, before the sound of a metal door slamming open and shut in just a few seconds, dragging your gaze to the ginger hopping on top of the stone brick planter walls and dashing towards you at an alarming speed with open arms.

You were expecting this. Returning his call means reciprocating his feelings. And knowing his feelings, they were stronger than every screaming fan of 6REEZE during their encore. But, just like Kazuha said, you are just as free as the breeze. So, with the strength of the wind, you dash just as fast toward him. And slowing down at the last second, you throw yourself into his embrace, burying one another's heads in each other's necks.

"I was waiting for when you'd finally call me back," he teased, giggling as he caressed the side of your face.

"Yeah," you muttered. "It took some convincing, but work shouldn't be getting in the way of my happiness. I'm here now."

"Do I have your permission to kiss you, comra—I mean... *ahem*... err..."

"Call me anything you want. And yes, you can kiss me."

It will be the mark of your new life. Your new, and happy life.

Childe leans forward, tucking three fingers behind your ear as he creases his eyes, seeking your approval with his receding ocean gaze. Thank you, you can only think as you press yourself against him, intertwining your lips like the seafoam that prances atop the lapping waves at the edges of the beach.

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⚡️ Cyno [ The Opening Act ]

"Makes me want to turn around and face me / But I don’t know nothing about love, oh” (Accidentally In Love by Counting Crows)

Comedy.

At, least, that’s what he calls it. Tighnari warned him not to—for his act would flop harder than no-name indie bands trying to make a name for themselves out there. however, little did the entire venue and 6REEZE know what was comin’.

Cyno has been practicing piano. Not for very long, but with the title of “General Mahamatra,” he needs to incorporate some of his comedic charms into his routine. Although not incredibly complicated, his keyboard-playing was astoundingly well-timed with the delivery of his witty observations (almost like a second Bo Burnham)! When you sat through it, yes, it was stupid—but it got you laughing until your stomach was aching.

While you were busy taking care of your bursting laughter, Cyno’s eyes were glued to you—enthralled by the charm of such an innocent person: the manager of 6REEZE.

Oh, he thought. How lucky they are to have such a charismatic individual at their side at all times.

Naturally, because of the nature of his sociability—many think of him as hard-to-approach, and thus, respond by cutting straight to the chase (leaving no room for small talk or opening a window to try and be friendlier with one another). However, he thought about… you. You introduced yourself with such a wide smile and a friendly handshake, that (even he, who is stoic so naturally) was caught off guard by the way he let a small grin slip. Even Tighnari, his best friend (who doesn’t recommend Cyno’s acts for multiple reasons) was surprised at the way he reacted gently to you.

“Thanks for listening,” he says, smiling directly at you—the only one sitting in the third row for his rehearsal apart from the staff. He jumps down a few feet off the apron of the stage, walking up the steps toward you with an unwavering gaze. “You really thought it was that funny?”

“It was hilarious,” you remark, chuckling at the jokes he made about college authorities.

Cyno can't help but pat your head, and take hold of your palm and press a kiss to the back of it.

“Perhaps… you would be interested in going out sometime?” he asks, trying to take a page from other popular idols that he’s observed.

Tighnari is fuming at the indecency of Cyno as he watches you laugh and go along with him.

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🔥 Diluc Ragnvindr [ The Drink Vendor ]

“Decoding these emotions / you’re the ocean I wanna dive into tonight” (Diamond City Lights by Lazulight (NIJISANJI EN))

You’ve seen Diluc around a few times. He always ends up booking angel’s share for the beverage vending at large events, and oh. Man. does he look attractive. High ponytail and nice black apron with the minimalist company logo that’s embroidered just above the bust area. The way he cleans is elegant, eyebrows furrowed in a focused kind of way.

People admire a man who is good with people. Diluc, although witty and snide to some who approach his bar (aka: Venti, who hits up the beverage vending to grab a bottle… or two… or three before the show ends, or kaeya who’s already had three full glasses of wine), and kind to older folks who drop by to send the Ragnvindr family their best wishes. tall, perfectly chiseled face—and you stare at his burning amber eyes before dragging your gaze to the shaker in his hands—zoning out into space.

“Hello? Earth to ______?”

You snap out of it. “How do you know my name?—“

"I believe you are the manager of… ‘Breeze,’ right? Naturally, one should be familiar with the names of the staff and performers for efficient communication.”

You nod. “Of course, Mister Diluc.”

“Just Diluc is fine. Referring to me as ‘mister’ sounds like too much of a formality. Besides, we have seen each too much to uphold formalities, wouldn’t you say?”

Perhaps. He’s older than you by maybe a few years, so just calling him by his first name alone doesn’t feel quite right off your tongue.

“Right, err—Diluc. How much do I owe you for the drink?”

“On the house. Think of it as a thank you,” he says, untying his apron as he throws it onto the hook, coming out to the stand front and handing the mixed cocktail to you himself. But you have the money to spare, so you surely have to support your fellow business owners. And more importantly, as a thank you for… what?

“No, no—I insist. how can I repay you?”

Diluc sighs. "Well, if you really want to, i suppose you can tell me what you think of me,” he explains, looking at you with crossed arms.

“What I think of you…?”

Well, he’s nice. But he has too many fangirls to bother trying to score a date with him. If you did end up with him—the benefit would be releasing an alcohol lineup “themed” to each of the members of 6REEZE. but putting aside his business prospects, he’s the ideal man. Tall, dashing, handsome—good with people, all while having martial arts experience that rivals some of the top security in the venue.

“Talented, and charming.”

“Then…” Diluc begins, his neutral expression slowly fading into a grin. “What would say if I thought the same about you?”

Ecstatic. You could die right then and there content and happy. But, in that same split second—you reconsidered such a statement with the prospects of 6REEZE circulating your thoughts.

“Happy, but—“

“But what?” he asks, holding out his hand to you. Confused, you place your palm into his warm grasp—swiftly being hoisted forwards by the waist, hugging your hips with the bartender’s. Flustered, you look up—unable to move out from the embrace.

“The rumors.”

“Why care about rumors? If we like one another, we should give it a shot—no? Apart from that, it will be good publicity for both of us.”

Ah, right. Business.

Because Diluc’s always has his mind first on business before anything else.

“If you keep looking so sad, I might have to lose a bit of control to try and make you happy.”

Just ignore him. “Losing control.” How silly. Just put on a happy face and polite smile, like you usually do, and…

Diluc wraps his lips in between the crevices of yours, enveloping the both of you in a profound warmth. You feel his heart beat just as fast as yours against your chest, shuddering at the touch.

Diluc tenderly pulls away, creasing his brows with a low exhale. "My apologies. I should have requested your permission before providing such a gesture in public..." he remarks, scratching the back of his neck as he has a hand around your waist.

From the stage, Venti gasps, about to jump off the platform to have at Diluc, before Xiao covers his mouth and wrangles him back.

With a carefree smile and without noticing the boys, you wrap your arms around the brewer’s shoulders, sinking into the reassuring comfort of one another.

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🏹 Gorou [ The Security Guard ]

“When blossoms are blooming / I would think of you” (100 Years by Or3o)

"______, we open the gates in 20 minutes! Get over here!"

Working double as a security guard and manager is great. Your identity as the manager is already pretty overshadowed by the boys' fame, despite how much they praise and talk about you. Heizou would say (at some point) during the bi-weekly livestreams:

"Ah, but you see—we can never do it without the help of our beloved manager!"

Even in autumn, the leaves still fall and dance through the wind in myriads of mandarin orange and auburn reds, which spiral down to decorate the pavement. You spot the planter boxes adorned with multicolored blooming chrysanthemums. Catching a glance of that latte-shaded cut of your co-worker, you jog over without breaking a sweat, catching yourself smiling at the latter's enthusiasm.

"Where are Shibata and Hiroyuki? Are they at the check-in and pat-down area?"

"Sure are! Have you seen Daisuke anywhere?"

"I think he went to go grab a snack from backstage! Do you want me to radio him to bring you a drink as well?"

"No, it's quite fine—"

"Well, alright then! If you're feeling parched, you can share water with me, just let me know!"

Did you hear that right? The head guard... Gorou... will share his water with you? But isn't that considered an indirect kiss? Why does he not care for such semantics?

"Uh, _______, why are you turning red all of a sudden? Did I say something that embarrassed you?"

"What, hahahaha! N-no..."

"Are you embarrassed by saying that we could share water?"

You blush more, and Gorou chuckles, before bursting out into laughter. Guess nothing gets past the general. You believe he may not remember you from your younger days at the Inazuma secondary academy, but you recall watching and admiring him from afar. Watching him hang out with Kazuha, and Kokomi, and spending time talking to the academy's teachers.

"M-maybe..."

"I'm sorry about that. I didn't mean to bring it up. It's just—well, I remember watching your gaze from the edge of my classroom door when you were waiting for Ayaka and Thoma. Kazuha pointed it out to me once," he rambles, chuckling and smiling. "After all, how could I forget those elegant eyes staring at me the whole ti—"

After just a few moments of silence, Gorou clasps his hands over his mouth, wide-eyed in shock at what he just confessed. You too, blushing, clenched your palms to cover your face in surprise. You were so careful to make sure nobody would see you! Maybe... someone ratted you out? Or maybe Thoma and Ayaka were too obvious about your crush on him?

... hold on, elegant?

"Do you like me?"

"Ah, guess I gave it away..."

Both of you stand there awkwardly, trying to say something at the same time, but then say "no, you go first," before slipping into unified chuckles. Gorou scratches the back of his neck while watching you fiddle with your fingers behind your back.

"Guess we should talk about this later... huh?" you say, checking your watch. 5 minutes before the gates open, 3 minutes before the admission office starts taking tickets.

Gorou smiles, taking a step closer to you as he kisses you on the forehead. "Sure. If you come into any trouble, let me know."

The both of you depart hastily from one another. Maybe distance hasn't ripped you both apart as much as you thought it did...

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🔎 Shikanoin Heizou [ Drummer / Dancer ]

"High on words / We almost used / We're fireworks with a wet fuse" (Find You by Zedd, Matthew Koma, and Miriam Bryant)

You walk into the practice room, listening to the sound of drums banging and thumping. The kicks, the toms, and the cymbals crash in an ideal symphonic rhythm that almost sounds polyrhythmic in nature. You watch how his sweat trickles down the side of his neck, the entire scene playing out like a cinematic movie. In your head, you can hear Kazuha and Scara rocking out together, the music auto-completing itself.

Heizou watches how you keep time, tapping your foot to complete the metronome. Mister "detective" admires your mastery in remembering the timing of every song in their lineup, smiling as he plays along to your tune. He watches your grin curl and admires how cute it is. He doesn't even realize how much he's blushing and giggling to himself.

"Is something funny, Heizou?"

"Oh?" he said, caught by surprise. "Yes, just thought of a funny meme that Venti sent me before I started practicing," he lied, providing false guidance that was sure that you'd believe.

You giggle. You didn't know Heizou indulged in memes so much. And when he hears your laugh, mister "No. 1 detective" blushes red to his ears, making sure to hide his flushed complexion in his hand covering half his face.

"I brought you some water, you've been practicing so hard, even right before the show starts."

"Ahh... yes, I do it not only to reinforce the routine but to get things off my mind."

"Something's on your mind then?"

"Yep, just this person that I can only admire from afar."

"Ooh...~ is it some lucky fan, Heizou?"

"Perhaps... in a way, they are my biggest fan. I would even argue that they are not only my fan, but also a teacher, and a friend."

"Well, are they coming to this show?"

"Yes," he answers curtly, always looking you straight in the eyes, definite of his response. "They always come up to our shows..."

"Well, I just have to say—you are free to do as you please, but as an idol, Heizou, please be careful. Firstly, you are a person, but second, you are a star. It is essential to stay wary—"

Heizou sighs, chuckling as he stands from his drummer's seat, hanging his drumsticks in the loop belts of his pants. "Of course, you know how careful I am, boss." You furrow your eyebrows. Venti has the tendency to flirt with people quite openly, and it's gotten him into trouble a couple more times than you'd wish. You trust Heizou, but you have to give the same spiel.

"Heizou, you better pro—"

"Promise you that I should stay wary?" he asks rhetorically, leaning against the wall, raising his hand to beckon you forth.

And when you turn to look at him, he pats the empty space on the wall next to him. Confused, you approach, relaxing against the wall with a foot against the plain beige paper. And not even a couple seconds after, he kabedons you, leaving barely any space between Heizou's arm and the side of your face. The space feels suffocating as you're staring into his verdant green eyes.

"Manager, what if I think that you should be the one who's vigilant more than me?"

No response. What do you even say about that? Heizou almost feels like he's watching you like a hawk... or maybe he has been? But something about the way his eyebrows droop, and suddenly leans his head on your shoulder makes it feel like something's off about heizou.

"Are you okay, Heizou? Shouldn't you save this intimacy for who you admire—"

His chuckle cuts you off. "What if the person I admire is you?"

... what? You?

From the moment he landed the audition for the group through Kazuha's extended invitation, you've always watched how he dedicates himself to his craft. Although all the boys work hard in their own ways, he fixates himself as though he's trying to solve a puzzle. Such a hyper-obsession is almost parallel to Xiao's obsession with almond tofu-flavored anything.

"Heizou, you must be—"

"Confused? Nonsense. In fact, I think I have been attracted to you since the moment we were introduced to one another."

No way! You can't believe what's happening... Heizou's hand crawls up your neck and cups your cheek when he sways forward and nuzzles his nose up against your cheek. So close! It's just like a movie you were studying before!

He sighs, and his breath trickles down the side of your neck, making you shudder. He stands up, and you look down at his clenching fist. Heizou knows he shouldn't have been so bold to try and take a step in that direction with his manager. Xiao was right. He knows all the repercussions, and yet he...

"Heizou, come here."

Confused, he leans forwards again, doing the classic "kabedon" with his arm up against the world, along with his face placed barely inches away from yours.

Cupping his cheeks, you pull him forward, crashing your lips against his in a jaded haze of fervor and passion as the both of you bury your guys' hands in each other's hair. Savoring the moment against his chapped lips and smelling the scent of his cologne mixed with his sweat is the best pre-show adrenaline for optimum performance for the two of you.

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🍃 Kaedehara Kazuha [ Guitarist 1 / Dancer ]

"If I told you we could bathe in all the lights / Would you rise up, come and meet me in the sky? / Would you trust me when you're jumping from the heights? / Would you fall in the name of love?" (In The Name of Love by Bebe Rexha and Martin Garrix)

"Manager," Kazuha calls, peeking his head around the doorframe to see you slouched in a metal folding chair (like the Shinji chair meme). "You wanted to see me?"

Hearing Kazuha's dulcet tones make you turn your head, sitting up immediately with somewhat of a forced grin and a straightened stature as though you were discarding your previous countenance.

"Yes, I wanted to talk about your recent developments of the newest songs."

He hums and nods, moving into the wide space while closing the door behind him. "Well, it just so happens that I finished writing a dedicated piece behind the back of the rest of the guys," he replies as he reveals multiple small sheets of paper that he'd been hiding behind his back—covered in pretty writing and crossed-out scripture with chord names and string-picking directions.

He watches your expression light up with fascination. He knows what you're thinking too—you're just too easy to read. Between his index and middle finger, he holds out the sheets, and you gingerly (yet swiftly) take them into your hands.

Dreamscapes are made of memories we created all out of misery, You took my hollow and wounded heart and bandaged all of my injuries, For I can't give you my heart through any text I'll tell you that I love you in this life and the next

You keep reading over the lyrics. It's resemblant to Kazuha's typical style, but he makes sure to adjust the language so it still sounds good in music without having too many layers, or making the fans too confused. But... all of it is so strange since Kazuha doesn't normally write love songs. Whenever he writes any music—he always discusses with the boys what kind of features they want, while also acknowledging everyone's favorite style of playing is, and what will be most original and unique.

"Kazuha, this is a love song, is there... anything in particular that made you want to write this?"

"One of the pages is a full explanation and analysis of the whole piece," he nods, taking a seat in a chair that he's unfolding.

You find the page labeled with the highest number at the bottom and shuffle it to the top, before reading the explanation with confoundment.

Dedicated to you.

"Kazuha, who's... 'you?'"

"Is it not obvious enough?" Kazuha inquires, tilting his head with just a faint blush dusted on his cheeks while gazing down. "Should I spell it out for you?"

A second. Then two. Then ten.

It's.... you???

"Kazuha..." you stutter, furrowing your eyebrows in surprise.

Wait... are you just oblivious? Sure... Kazuha's gaze sometimes lingers just a moment too long, and you watch him run off towards the rest of the boys from time to time... and then they start talking and looking back at you, while you just cock your eyebrow in confusion. Sometimes, Venti throws his arm around him and messes up his hair, patting him on the back. Sometimes, Xiao and Aether groan in some sort of disapproval.

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"Come on, Kazuha! You know you'll never get them the longer you keep sitting around!" Venti would say while the rest of the boys would be lounging around in the dressing room, getting ready for their seven 'o clock show.

"Venti, leave him be," Xiao remarks, grumbling as he slides his shirt on.

"Kazuha, he's right y'know~ ______ has been talking about how there are a bunch of people who keep flirting with them! For example, the other day—I saw them at the snack stand, and not one, but both of the sellers at the snack stand seemed to be interested in them," he explains in a somewhat sing-songy tone.

Kazuha clenches his belt in his hands, exhaling frustratedly with clenched teeth.

"There's no need to keep nagging him about it!" Aether exclaims, approaching Venti to try and snatch the alcohol bottle that he's about to crack open.

"Pathetic. Drinking before a show? Really?" the titled 'Wanderer' remarks.

"What can I say~" Venti chimes. "Consider it a factor to my unfathomable charisma~!"

"Kazuha, if I can have a couple words with you," Aether mutters, pulling up a chair to Kazuha, who's buckling on his extra accessories and straps. The braided vocalist leans forward, looking intently at the poet. "What are you afraid of?"

Kazuha's afraid to lose you. Back then, he lost everything. His family, his business, everything. Now, this band is practically the only thing he has. You are the one that saved him.

"Regardless," Aether continues. "What matters is that you communicate your feelings. I look at you, Kazuha, there's a bit of jealousy that creeps on your face. And it looks sad..."

All the boys stay quiet, before Heizou comes over, placing his hands on Kazuha's shoulders while spinning him around to let him look into the mirror at the both of themselves.

"What do you see in the mirror, Kazuha?"

What... does Kazuha see? It's just him, and looking at his own drooping face, sighing. What does he see? All he stares at is a man who has the heart to give advice to everyone but is more afraid than anything to make things awkward between you. The man parts his lips slightly, about to say something, before being cut off by the detective.

"I see..." Heizou observes, lifting his hands and patting them down onto Kazuha's while looking at him through the reflection of the mirror. "'Pages with scribbles,' 'tired eyes,' and 'newly bandaged fingers.' You've been writing a song for _______, haven't you~?"

Right on the dot.

"Just confess to them in the Kazuha way, Kazuha. Trying to tell your feelings in any other way isn't nearly as sincere. Knowing the manager, it won't be awkward whether you confess to them or not. They'll hold nothing against you for it! Just be you, Kazuha. You're a splendid poet and songwriter! As you say—'the heart wants what the heart wants.'"

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"_______," he exhales your name. "Ever since that moment, we had encountered on that rainy street, and you scouted me for the 'talent' you saw in me... I believe that I have begun to develop a profound fondness for you."

His voice is a little shaky. You set the pages slowly down to the ground, moving slowly so you don't startle him.

"I never understood what 'love' was. And of course, as I wandered from place to place, I began to grasp that 'love' could many things. One's favorite snacks, the loved ones that we spend time with, but... most of all," Kazuha explains, approaching you as he slowly sits down on his knees, bowing slightly to you, fixated on the ground. "I have learned of 'love' because you saved me. I now understand what it means to truly want something. What it means... to want to protect something with your own life."

"I love you."

You sigh, smiling as you looking the nervous Kazuha on the floor. You stand up, pushing the metal chair away before joining him on the floor, and taking ahold of his hands in yours.

"I love you too," you smile, inching closer as you wrap your arms around his shoulders. Taking in a deep breath, he leans his face closer to yours, his minty breath dancing on your lips.

"Can I kiss you?"

You reply by pressing your moist lips atop his own, dancing and bathing in the dim lights of the empty dressing room, feeling as though you were falling and floating both at the same time as he pins you delicately to the floor in the gracious moment.

if you're interested in part 2 with venti, scara/wanderer/"megumi", xiao, tighnari, yae miko, lumine, and zhongli, feel free to request part 2 (or even ask to be on a taglist)!

[blankiebloo]

"I want a fic with all the anemo boys x reader" -My friend

Alright, so I guess it's time for me to stop procrastinating on this and make it for them.

Venti, Heizou, Xiao, Wanderer, Kazuha x Gn!Reader

Genre: Fluff

Warning(s): cuss words

Modern AU!!

Part two!

Venti

Walking around your schools campus during lunch has become normal for you as you wait for your friend. Almost everyday you think he's not going to show up and everytime you're about to just go hang out with your other friends, that's when he shows up.

"[Name]!" Venti exclaims as he rushes up from behind and hugs you tight, almost tackling you with him running into you at full force.

"Venti-!" "Were you about to leave me?!" Venti whines as he hugs you tighter.

You sigh as you get out of his hug just to turn around and hug him again. As soon as he's wrapped tightly in your arms he sighs and melts into your embrace, nuzzling his head into your collarbone with a smile. His arms wrap around you and squeeze you tightly again, hands holding onto your shirt just to make sure you won't leave.

"[Name], you were so gonna leave me! How could you?!" He sounds so offended, but you know his act, he's just trying to get you worked up and deny it. But you know he's right and you'd never lie to a friend.

"Yeah, you're right, I was going to leave you"

He gasps and let's you go, stepping back and placing a hand to his chest with furrowed brows, his act is so believable, except for the fact that he's blushing. It's hard to believe him whenever he acts like that, you've known him for so long that you can tell when he's actually offended and when he's not.

"Alright, are we just going to stand here all lunch, or will we go somewhere to sit and eat?"

He smiles and walks over to you again, taking hold of your hand he leads the way to an empty club room, the music club. You roll your eyes, this is where you two always eat because he can't stop talking about the school band, even though he's not in it since they don't want his childish ass in there.

You two sit down and you open up your backpack, taking out your lunch box. You're about to start eating but when you look over to Venti, you roll your eyes and sigh.

"You 'forgot' your lunch again, didn't you?"

Venti only nods in response, he didn't forget his lunch, he just didn't make one; he never does. He wants to eat your lunch and he wants you to feed him. He leans against his hands and moves closer to you, opening his mouth with a happy, closed-eyes smile.

"I swear, I might just end up making you starve.." you mumble as you pull out something else from your bag, another lunch box.

Venti opens his eyes as he hears the shuffling of your bag, staring at the second lunch box as you open it...it's full of his favorite foods. His eyes are wide and he looks like he's about to start drooling.

"Wait..did you make all of this?!" He asks excitedly, he loves your cooking and he hurriedly takes the other lunch box and picks up a fork and starts eating.

You only nod, though he's not even paying attention to you anymore, only paying attention to the food you made for him. A small chuckle escapes you as you watch him happily eat the food you made, but now finally, you can eat your own lunch.

After a little while Venti speaks again, "Hey [Name], could I ask you something random?"

You look up to him and nod, swallowing the food you had in your mouth. "Go ahead, Ven"

"Heh, well...are you dating anyone?" He asks this question like he'd die if he doesn't get an answer right away.

"What kind of question is that..? No, I'm not you weirdo." You lean back into your chair and start eating again with a small amused huff.

Venti always asks you the most random of questions at the most random of times, you don't think too much about his question, but maybe..maybe you should.

Heizou

Heading home from school you decide to step into the nearest corner store to pick up a soda and maybe some candy as well. As you grab your desired soda someone taps your shoulder, and you can smell the same familiar scent of papers and sharpies–Heizou.

You turn your head to see his normal cocky and shit-eating grin, though it quickly turns more playful as he sees your unamused expression.

"Awe, [Name], are you in a mood?" He teases as he removes his hand from your shoulder.

You roll your eyes and smile yourself as you push past him and purposely bump your shoulder against his. You head over to the candy section and start looking for one that looks appealing. You can feel Heizou's presence behind you, and you just know he's going to bug you quietly until you leave so he can bug you without being too much a public disturbance.

You grab your candy and go over to pay for it and your soda. Leaving the store Heizou follows and takes hold of your empty hand, pulling you away from where you were heading and to the side of the building so he could hug you without being the center of attention.

"Come on, [Name]! Don't leave me without a hug!" He whines slightly as he hugs you tightly.

"Let me go, Hei." You say quite blankly, yet you still shorten his name with a small hint of endearment in your voice.

Your words only make him laugh as he continues to hold you close. He brings and hand up to your head and ruffles your hair, finally letting you go with an amused chuckle.

"You're so feisty, [Name]~ I like it" He winks with a laugh as he notices how you look at him like you're about to kick him.

"I will punt you into the ground, you ass."

"Alright, alright, I'll leave you be..only if I get a kiss" he winks once more.

He laughs loudly as you crack your knuckles, like you're actually about to punch him.

"Fine, I surrender! Don't hit me!" He says cheekily as he puts his hands up in defense.

He's such a flirt, you think as you roll your eyes, but you can't but smile as you walk away—raising a hand at Heizou in a short "goodbye" before leaving.

Xiao

This period is so boring... you think to yourself as you stare down at an empty sheet of paper. This is the only class of the day that'll let you do whatever you want once you're done with your work, and yet you can't think of anything!

You look over to your right, Xiao is sitting right next to you quietly, with his head down and earbuds in, he's entirely focused on...the table..? Alright..you look back at the empty sheet of paper on your desk and smirk, grapping a few more papers, you turn them all into paper balls and throw one at Xiao's head.

He blinks a few times and looks at you, then at the paper balls on your desk, then at the one of the ground. He picks it up, opens it, and writes something down. He crumples it back up and throws it right back at you.

You somehow manage to catch it before it hits you in the face and you reopen it to see what he has written. "Do you have the answer for number four?"

You stare at it blankly for a moment before you realize what he's doing—he's making fun of you! Last week you gave him a note, asking for the answer to question four and he just ignored you.

You quickly write something back and throw the paper back to him. He opens it up to see your reply and he slightly smiles. "Yeah, it's 'kiss my ass'"

He looks over to you and shakes his head as he leans back into his chair and closes his eyes. He may have saved you from boredom for a little while, but now he's just going to ignore you and focus on his music.

You now wait through what feels like hours of sitting in silence as everybody else is doing there own things or chatting with their friends. You let out an audible sigh at the sound of the bell and you notice that Xiao has already left without you.

Walking out of the classroom, you spot Xiao and you rush up to him. Walking next to him you start to poke his cheek, wanting to annoy him since he left you without even saying anything.

After a moment he takes hold of your finger, glancing at you before sighing and maneuvering his fingers to intertwine with yours. You stare at him shocked, you never expected him to ever hold your hand like this, even to get you to stop bugging him.

He looks over at you again and smiles as he sees your shocked expression, he gently squeezes your hand as you two continue to walk through the crowded halls and to your next classes. He seems to be walking you to your class since you both just passed his and he didn't even say anything about it.

Once your class is in sight he stops, bringing your hand up to his lips he gently kisses your knuckles and swipes his thumb across your hand before letting go and turning around; leaving you standing there in shock with a small blush on your face.

Wanderer

Ah, school is finally over for the day, it's always nice to just chill out and read a book, maybe watch a few movies and go out with friends, heck, with this heat it might even be nice to go out and swim in your pool! You decide that you will go out for a swim, so you head up to your room and change into your swimsuit, grab a towel and head into your backyard.

You step into the pool and slightly shudder at the coldness of the pool. It does feel nice against the heat of the sun, yet it's still extremely chilling. After a few moments you can hear a plop in the water, you look over to the direction where the sound came from and its a ball..

"Hey!" You slightly jump at the sound of a voice, turning around you see it's just your neighbor, classmate, and uhm, friend? Wanderer.

You pick up the ball and throw it back to him, raising an eyebrow slightly since this always happens. He seems to always know whenever you're outside and he always bugs you by throwing stuff over the fence and asking you to throw them back.

He stares at you for a moment before speaking once more. "Mind if I come over and join you?"

"I don't mind," you reply calmly and he smirks as he leaves.

After a few moments you can hear the sound of your gate opening and closing and Wanderer appears. He gets in the pool and after a moment of awkward silence you get sprayed by water. You look at him in shock to see him snickering with a water gun in his hand.

"You look so...so dumb!" He laughs out loudly, letting go of the water gun.

You take this chance and take hold of the water gun, you pump it and then spray him back. A wide smile plays across your face at his expression: bewildered and slightly angry.

"You!" He yells as he splashes you with water.

"Hey! You started it!" You chuckle as he continues to splash you like a child.

After a little bit he moves closer, taking hold of your arm and pulling you close, out of shock you let go of the water gun and he smirks. He grabs the water gun and moves back and sprays you again.

"Hey-!"

He laughs as you try to block your face, yet you ultimately fail as he manages to still get your face.

He stops and stares into your eyes for a little while, an unreadable expression plays across his face as he moves closer to you again. He reaches his hand up and gently caress' your head before he shoves your head down in the water, taking you by surprise.

Once he let's go you're slightly coughing as he's laughing. In response you push his head down in the water, giving him a taste of his own medicine and he tries to hit you but he can't, so he reaches up and pulls you down.

You fall down into the water and he lifts his head up. You resurface and glare at him, and he chuckles slightly and splashes you once again.

"Bitch." "Bastard."

Kazuha

You just took your shoes off and there's already a knock at your door, you open it up to see exactly who you were expecting: Kaedehara Kazuha! You smile gently as you wave him inside your home, it's time for your tutoring session with one of your closest friends! He's always so patient and kind, and he's really good at explaining things too, he's a good teacher.

"You can head up to my room, is there anything you'd like to eat or drink?" You ask him with a smile, already heading into your kitchen to grab a glass of water and a few snacks of your own.

"All I'd like is a water, thank you, [Name]" Kazuha's sweet and smooth voice already puts you in a better mood than before.

Kazuha smiles at you before heading up to your room and unpacking everything and waiting for you. You come in to see him already writing a few things down on your notes for math and when he notices you he puts down the pencil, acting as if he was doing something bad.

"My apologies, [Name], I just couldn't help but write something down first.."

"Don't apologize! I don't mind, you're already tutoring me, there's no need to apologize for helping me even more"

Kazuha relaxes as you smile at him and sit down. You hand him a cup of water and he takes it happily, taking a sip before opening up a textbook and explaining and showing you how to do specific problems.

After a few hours you feel like your brain has been fried, you already have six pages full of notes and you don’t think your cramping hand could handle it if you started to write an entire page more; heck, you're not even sure how you managed to write six pages of notes already without your hand falling off, guess that's just the magic of Kaedehara.

You can hear him chuckle as he looks over to your tired and beat face.

"Alright, I think we've had enough studying for today. You did well, [Name]" Kazuha praises you as he gently smooths his hand on your head.

You drop the pencil out of your hand and grab onto your wrist, it feels like it's beating and everytime you move it you swear you hear a small pop.

"I think my hand may just fall off!" You whine at the pain and slightly pout.

Suddenly Kazuha takes hold of your wrist, massaging it tenderly and rubbing deep circles into it. An apologetic smile spreads across his face.

"My apologies, [Name], I didn't realize how long we have been writing for..." He apologies with a small smile and chuckle as he stares at your drained face.

He then takes you by surprise even more as he brings your wrist to his mouth, pressing kisses to wrist and to the base of your palm. His lips warm and soft, as though he takes care of them regularly, and knowing him, he probably does.

You look at his face with wide eyes and slightly rosy cheeks. "Wha- Kazuha?"

He smiles and gently cups your cheek, staring into your eyes deeply. "I hope that helps your wrist feel better, [Name]"

The way he says that so casually has you all flustered. All you do is nod and watch as he continues to massage your wrist with a gentle smile.

"It is getting rather late...I fear it is time for me to go home now, have a good night, [Name]"

Kazuha stands but bends down to place a gentle kiss to your forehead. He walks over to your bedroom door and raises a hand and smiles as his way of goodbye and then he leaves. You can hear his footsteps going down the hall and then the front door opening and closing.

You're left all alone in your room with flushed cheeks and your hand on your forehead, covering where he kissed you. Your face is one of shock as your eyes are comically wide.

"What the..." you mumble to yourself as you finally blink and bring your hand down, staring into your palm and then down at your wrist. A small smile forms across your lips as you sigh and close your eyes, leaning against your bed like you're about to start daydreaming.

Friday...

Friday rolls around and you walk up to your locker, opening it a white letter floats down to your feet. Bending down you pick it up and read it.

"[Name], I'd like you to meet me behind the school at 3:25. Hope to see you then♡"

You recognize that handwriting, it's Kazuha's! And, 3:25...that's in five minutes! You hurriedly do what you need to do and close your locker; heading to behind the building as fast as you can.

You get there and you see Kazuha, Venti, Xiao, Heizou, and Wanderer all there and they seem to be..fighting?

"Ah, [Name], there you are!" Kazuha's calm voice calls out as he turns around to see your face.

"Hey-!" "Drop it." Wanderer goes to call out to Kazuha but Xiao stops him and shakes his head.

"What's...going on here?" You ask confused, all of the sudden your friends, who you have to admit have been acting weird this week, are all arguing in the place Kazuha wanted to meet up at.

"I'll tell you, Kazuha here wants to confess, but I like you more!" Heizou suddenly blurts out and Kazuha's face turns into a cherry red.

"Woah! Heizou, that's rude! We're all supposed to object after Kazuha confesses!" Venti yells out as he glares at Heizou like he just ruined some big plan.

"Wait, what?!" You can feel your own face getting warmer as you suddenly realize what's going on here.

The reason everyone's been weird this week...they all like you, and now Kazuha was about to confess but...

"[Name]," Wanderer's voice pipes up, catching you by slight surprise. "You have to pick someone."

Wanderer crosses his arms, looking at you expectantly for an answer. They're all looking at you, waiting for you to say who you want to be with.

"I..." You can feel your heart rate pick up as all of this sudden pressure picks up, you know you're blushing right now but you're now expected to choose who you'd rather date out of your friends who you have to admit, you have feelings for all of them.

"I..I can't choose! Not yet!" You blurt out as you bow your head and take a step back and turn around, running away from this unexpected scene that you've found yourself in.

A/N: Heyyyy, I'm back :^ Uhm, hope this isn't too Y/N esk, if it is I'm sorry, this is actually what my friend wanted to happen at the end too😭 But my writing skills have improved! (Thank you character ai-) So please, if you have any requests for me, check this out first and then send them in! If you'd like a part two, don't hesitate to put it in as a request or just ask for it in the comments of this post! Thank you everyone for reading and enjoying my content, everything is appreciated! Blank out!~♡

[xinnabon]

kiss on midnight, new years.

#5WIRL -- xiao, kazuha, aether, heizou, venti x gn!reader

taking in requests until january 3 bcz i said so!! deleted my pinned but only a maximum of 5 characters or less and only on genshin. (no nsfw.)

sum. you know how new year is. this is how they would kiss the reader at exactly midnight!!!!

note: its just a short description lol

a/n: gudbay writer's block. happy new years coming from xin ♡

+XIAO

he's hesitant at first. countdown was already in but he can't help but look into you more. he only kissed your cheek but, it wasn't enough for you, was it? you kissed him back and at least took him a while to compose himself but eventually left him to kiss you under the fireworks, beside you, holding you, uncontrollably.

+KAZUHA

he already seems so relaxed about this. he was just fiddling with your fingers with his right hand in excitement meanwhile his left kept tapping against the ground. your hair was still a mess. he kissed you right on time ever so gently. running through his fingers against your hair. it felt like a blissful moment. he doesn't care if others are there. he just did what he wanted to do in a long time.

"zero."

+AETHER

he's been waiting a little too long for this moment. took him a while to find you with the large crowd going on but, found the right place where its just you two. if anyone else was here, he'd practically burst. the countdown started. when it exactly hits midnight, his hand just a few centimeters apart grabbed tightly to yours and kissed you. it was a little too long and left him a mess. he wasn't so big with PDA but this one will be cherished in his head further more. with you. together.

+VENTI

countdown had started. he was running around trying to find you. the people counting down was so loud as the whole area was packed. just like aether, he was waiting for this. you were just standing and leaning against the wall, smiling patiently alone, away from the others. you noticed him running towards you. it was sudden but kissed you in excitement. the world felt like it paused right onto you. the kiss was quick but felt like an eternity. he was smiling like an idiot and knew that it would have an affect onto you in a sudden surprise.

"found you."

+HEIZOU

he heard about the silly little thing people do on new year but forgot about it. during countdown, he just looked around while you look at him. you try to prepare and muster up the courage to kiss him just by the cheek. when it hits midnight, heizou pretty much saw most people around starting to kiss. of course, he completely forgot about this and turned to you immediately as you were about to kiss him. it wasn't really aimed at just his cheek. it was quick and left him blinking a few times. you were embarrassed.

[offbrandkyoya]

22 strong

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"Please make yourself comfortable." You said as you both entered your apartment. Scaramouche looked around. It was small, but when he looked at you, he felt like it was perfect. It was homey in a way. He sits down on the couch while you go to the kitchen. "Are you hungry?" You asked. Scaramouche nodded, and you could tell he was still a bit shaken up.

"What do you want to eat? It probably won’t be perfect, but that’s alright." You laughed. "A sandwich." He responded right away. "A sandwich?" He nods once more. "I…I like your sandwiches." He blushed. Your heart melted as you smiled shyly. "Thank you." There was silence for a moment until you cleared your throat. "I’ll get going." "Right." You started making preparations, and Scaramouche looked around some more from where he was sitting. He noticed the limited family photos on your wall. They were when you were a kid, and he didn’t think much of it, but he found it odd. "Hey, yn," "Hm?" "Uh…" He paused, suddenly regretting his action. "Never mind." You didn’t turn to him since you were still cooking, but you chuckled. "I’m not gonna bite. You can ask me anything!"

Scaramouche was still silent before he finally had the confidence to ask, "How come you don’t have many pictures with your parents?" You froze, and Scaramouche wanted to kick himself in the gut. "Never mind." He spoke quickly. "Just ignore that. I don’t know why I asked something like that when I don’t even have pictures of…" He stopped and bit his lips to shut himself up. You didn’t say anything for a while until you let out a small laugh. "I love my parents, but our relationship isn’t that good anymore." He blinked. "What do you mean?"

You hummed, "I don’t think I’ve told you, but I really like to draw. Paintings are my strong suit though." Scaramouche scanned around at your walls once more and noticed a blue ribbon with a 2 on it, framed next to a photo of you as a kid, holding a paper filled with colorful scribbles. "I really love to draw, but my parents thought that I’d grow out of it and let me continue unless I studied." Scaramouche stares at your back, sadly. "As I got older, they started putting pressure on me, and they were so frustrated with me doing this that, when I got home from school, my dad threw everything away." You stopped once more, smushing the bread a little. Slowly, you turned to the ribbon on the wall. "Even the project that won me second place." Scaramouche's eyes widen. "You couldn’t get it back? It was all gone?" You nodded slowly. "I remember digging in the trash, trying to save what was left, but my dad was ahead of me and left nothing."

Scaramouche looked down as he regretted asking you something like that. You wiped a few tears from your eyes and sighed. "It’s okay though. I’m still doing what I love and not following in their stupid footsteps they laid for me." Scaramouche looked up at you once more before saying, "You’re strong." Your eyes widen, and you feel like crying once more. Chuckling, you said, "You too." It was his turn to be shocked, but he smiled. You turned back around for the food and said, "Lunch time!" You sat next to him on the couch and handed him his sandwich. "Thank you for the food." You both said so and began to eat.

You almost choked watching him eat since he kept stuffing his face. "Scara, be careful!" He glanced at you. "I’m hungry." He said it with his mouth full. "Yeah, but you could die!" He didn’t respond and continued to eat. You sighed and ate yours. You both were in peace until Scaramouche tapped your shoulders. "More." "MORE?!" You noticed his empty hand and got up. "How hungry are you?" His eyebrows furrowed. "I’m hungry when I cry." You sigh once more. It was like taking care of a child. "Okay, hold on." You gave him your sandwich for him to hold and went to make another one. Scaramouche was now bored and looked around your place again.

He glanced at the table in front of him and saw all your textbooks and journals for your classes. He remembered you were doing a project and wondered if it was over. "Are you done?" "Hold on, let me add the toppings first!" He shook his head. "No, not that. Your three day project." "Oh! It got extended a few more days because the instructor hated what he had so far." "Oh." "Yeah, we sucked." You hummed in victory as you turned back around with his second sandwich. "All done!" You headed back to the couch and served him his meal in exchange for yours. Once you sat down, you noticed he ate more slowly. You grinned at the fact that he listened to your advice.

You finished your food and noticed you didn’t set up any drinks. "I’m so stupid that I made food and didn’t bother getting us some drinks! Scara, do you want water or-" You felt his head fall on top of your shoulder. Your cheeks turned red at the position you’re both in, and you looked down at his face. He was fast asleep. The crying and eating must’ve made him tired. You smiled softly as you moved his bangs away a bit. "Good night, Scaramouche." You gently rested your head on top of his and closed your eyes.

Scaramouche opened his eyes slowly, his vision gradually becoming clearer. Then, his eyes widen and his face grows hot as he sees that you are sleeping right in front of him. "W-What the-?!" He shut up once your face snuggled close to his chest. He swore his heart was going to jump out of his chest any minute now. How’d they get into this position?! When he last remembered you guys, you were sitting down, eating! Scaramouche analyzed your guy's situation and froze once he noticed his arms were wrapped around your body. "Oh no." He whispered. His face just grew ten times hotter. He spotted that your arms were wrapped around him too. This was all too much for him. He wanted to get up and leave so badly, but you were so warm, and he didn’t want to wake you up. ‘Hold on.’ He thought about that again. ‘Warm? Did I just think they were warm?!’ He wanted to scream. ‘This is all your fault, Childe!!!’

Suddenly, a loud knock was heard in front of the door. "Yn?!" Another one. "Yn, hurry up! You’re late!" Scaramouche jumped when he felt you moving around. "Yn, seriously? Are you asleep right now or what?!" You rubbed your eyes and saw Scaramouche in front of you. "Hm? Did I forget to drop you home?" Scaramouche wanted to hide. "Uh-" You yawned and sat up. "What time is it?" "Uh, I don’t know." He watched as you didn’t notice your guy's position, which ticked him off. You glanced at the clock on the wall and gasped. "Shit! Im late!" You abruptly got up and ran to your room. Scaramouche sat up and was literally puzzled. "What just happened?" He asked himself and heard another knock. "Yn!! We don’t have all day!!" "I’m coming!" You shouted back, hurrying out of your room with your bag on and grabbing your books from the table.

"I’m so sorry, Scaramouche! You can leave when I’m gone or whatever!" "Yn!!" You waved a fast goodbye and headed to the door. "Gotta go!" Little did you know, one of your journals fell onto the floor. Scaramouche noticed and reached his hand out. "Wait, Yn!" Unfortunately, you left, and so Scaramouche quickly grabbed it and hurried out, but he was too late. You and whoever was outside were long gone. He sighed and walked back inside, closing the door behind him. Scaramouche looked at it and blew out the dust.

He wondered if you needed it, so he looked at the first page and was faced with a drawing. It was a flower, but it was really detailed. "They did this with just a pencil?" He hummed. This was your art journal, or so he thought because, as he looked through more, he saw that you'd taken some notes. He shook his head and flipped through, stopping at the recent page. His eyes were fascinated by the drawing. It was under a few notes, and he couldn’t help but stare. After a few minutes, he realized this was a drawing of him. You drew him.

His fingers traced the lines. He didn’t know what to say but admired your artwork. You were really gifted. Scaramouche closed the journal and set it down on the table before heading out of your apartment and to his place.

- new layout for the new month tomorrow!!

- some fluff for ur reward 🩷

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[floylia]

ELYSIAN ♫

01. Make it first class

Notes: timestamps don’t matter

Synopsis: After 7 years of enduring the media’s relentless pursuit of painting you as a villain, you’re forced to go through an indefinite hiatus with a tainted reputation on your head. However, just when you thought your career was over, a certain 5WIRL member wants you to feature on his solo album. Surely, this won’t affect your reputation once more, would it?

Scaramouche x fem!reader

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[teaberrii]

The Birthday Photo

Accidents happen. In Heizou's case, he's glad it happened.

Heizou/You

Inspired by Heizou's official birthday photo.

Tags: Slightly suggestive themes, funny, birthday fluff

Cross posted on Ao3

You're standing outside Heizou's apartment when you receive a strange photo. The man is yawning, or at least he looks like he's yawning with a light blush across his face. You want to assume his hand is on his lower stomach, but you can't tell as it gets cut off. While you don't want to make any weird assumptions, the angle plus his expression makes the entire photo questionable.

But the real question is why he sent it to you.

Suddenly, you hear a short scream behind the door. Then, “Unsend it! How do you unsend it?”

"What? What happened?" You're almost sure that's Aether.

“...How do you accidentally send a photo when I asked you to delete it?” You instantly recognize Venti’s voice.

“I don’t know! You were the one who took it in the first place!”

“Yeah, and you wanted to delete it yourself because you didn’t trust me with it. So… jokes on you.”

“Well, did she read it?” Oh, Xiao’s here too.

"...Yep, it turns out she did." Leave it to Kazuha to deliver the traumatic news.

You hear footsteps. “...I can explain to her. It’s—I’ll—”

“How are you going to explain something like that? You look like you’re—”

“Gah! Shut up!”

“Oh, stop being a drama queen. Here, I’ll fix it,” Venti says. You see the indication that someone is typing on your phone. “How’s this?”

You hear some laughter and some disgusted groans. “No… that’s… no,” Kazuha says. “‘Waiting for you’? Please, no. She won’t come within fifty feet of you.”

“It’s better than nothing,” Aether says. Is he forcing back a smile? “I mean… when are you going to make a move?”

You hear a loud thud. “Do you think I can make a move now?” Heizou asks, clearly annoyed. “After this, I’m clearly in the negative.”

“I wouldn’t say that,” Xiao says. “...I mean… maybe she digs stuff like this.”

You choke back a laugh but quickly go quiet when you hear silence behind the door. Then, you gather your emotions and knock on Heizou's door. You hear footsteps, and then the door opens. As soon as Heizou sees you, he instantly turns red, as if he isn't enough already. You see wine bottles and two large pizza boxes on the table. Multiple gaming controllers are scattered on the floor, and you hear the nostalgic Final Fantasy soundtrack.

“Happy birthday,” you say cheerily. Then, you hold up a small present which Heizou can already guess is a book.

Heizou takes it and looks away, clearly embarrassed. "...Thank you." Then, he steps aside, and you walk in.

You exchange hellos and hugs with the rest of the 5WIRL gang, but no one mentions the photo. Not even you. The night goes on, and you enjoy wine, pizza, and a fun gaming session with the boys. You pass your controller to Xiao, who takes over as you head into the kitchen. Heizou is putting some food away in the fridge. As soon as he closes it, he almost jumps when he sees you behind the door.

“Sorry. Didn’t mean to scare you,” you say.

Heizou refuses to meet your eyes. “...It’s okay.”

"Hey," you say quietly, just before he can walk away. Heizou doesn't turn around. So, you walk beside him and take his hand, the action cleverly hidden behind the counter from any wandering eyes. He immediately looks down and then back at you. "...How long are you going to keep me waiting?" Heizou's face gets redder, if that's possible. He wants to look away, but you quickly tilt his head back to you and put your finger on your lips. "It'll be our little secret."

Your wink sends his emotions into overdrive as he grips your hand tighter. Maybe sending that photo wasn’t such a bad idea after all.

A/N: I couldn't resist. His official birthday got an unholy amount of attention, and I strangely got inspired.

[sophieoni]

5wirl — ✧

✧ scaramouche. vocals and... the baby? freshly debuted and already in the biggest idol group in teyvat! the producers listened to his solo album and instead of letting him debut as a solo artist added him to 5wirl because of his talent. has a difficult relationship with his mother, which is why it took him so long to join the industry. loves his fans the most even though he doesn't like to show it.

✧ venti. vocals and the leader. venti is the oldest and has been a trainee for the longest time — he doesn't act like it though. loves to tease all the members but specially the newest member scaramouche for his angy face.

✧ kazuha. rapper and the heart robber. while he mostly raps and writes, all the fans swoon when he actually sings. has a cat named tomo who is the fan favorite of the group, everyone loves him dearly but heizou call himself his mom.

✧ aether. vocals and pretty boy. he was a child star actor along with lumine, but parted ways to join different idols agencies. meek and the care taker of the group, is always looking out for everyone's best interest. don't make him mad though.

✧ xiao. dancer and looks. before their debut everyone thought xiao would be a walking scandal maker, and he actually behaves himself mostly thanks to venti. he's actually just a little awkward. the best dancer in the industry and best dressed even during dancing rehearsals.

✧ heizou. dancer, rapper and former baby. calls himself the rizz king now. he's the youngest of the group and acts like it. he's actually the one who cooks the most and likes cleaning with kazuha. calls himself the tomo's momma.