#Kazuha x gn!reader

[heartsiez]

SECRET TRAVELS.

⌗ kazuha x gn!reader

⌗ possessive!kazuha near the end, neglection and angst

( part 2 here )

— kazuha

it had been 2 months. 2 months, that he was gone due to his wandering but now he was back.

he would do this all the time. come home from a long adventure, spend not even a day with you, before going back out and repeating the same cycle over and over again.

now, when you had first got with him, you knew he was a free spirit and he couldn’t just stay in one place. though longer into the relationship, you realised that even though he claims you’re his reason to keep going in life, he wouldn’t just stop for you once and spend time with you.

you came to realise that you weren’t happy in the relationship. it almost felt like a long distance, even if it was not because you both lived together.

you loved kazuha, a lot, and pushed your feelings aside thinking they were stupid. you, of course, didn’t want this to ruin you relationship so you asked if you could join him in his travels even if short. he answered without hesitation, shaking his head in rejection saying he prefers to be alone. you could feel your breath hitch as you slowly nodded, knowing the feelings and worries you pushed aside are going to come back straight away.

was he maybe rethinking this relationship? maybe he thought you were annoying because you kept bothering him, or maybe he just got tired of you. you sighed heavily, swallowing your feelings down once more before turning back to kazuha, seeing he wasn’t there anymore. you looked around but he was nowhere to be seen, making you disappointed. you just decided to just go home and meet him there when he gets back, hopefully.

as you walked into the house you saw kazuha putting stuff away into a shelf. he looked back at you giving a small smile. “my love, i’m going to travel once again.” he spoke softly. you just gave a smile back nodding, wanting to change the subject so you don’t realise your thoughts again. “so, what did you put into the shelf?”

kazuha raised his eyebrows before turning the shelf around out of eye view. “it’s nothing, don’t worry.” he shrugged it off. you frowned at him as you crossed your arms. “what do you mean nothing?” you quoted your speech. “it’s.. it’s nothing just as i said. please, don’t fret.” kazuha walked up to you and pecked your cheek, though it felt empty. “i will be taking my leave very soon, i’ll see you when i do, my love.”

before you could even protest, the door slammed behind you. you could feel yourself crumble to the floor as you encased your head in your hands. was he hiding something from you? why does he not want to show you? why did he leave so quick and so eager? why does he not want ‘his love’ to join his travels?

you decided to come true to your thoughts, not wanting to shove them down anymore. you know you shouldn’t be feeling like this, the feeling you’ve felt for the last few months, maybe you should just.. leave. it was clear as day that he could go on for months without you, so he wouldn’t really care if it was forever, would he?

your mind travelled to the letters he would send you, used to being filled with love, moving onto simple letters, then dry ones, and then… nothing. since he stopped sending you ones, you decided to send him ones but he never responded to that either, so he must not care too much.

you felt yourself automatically holding back your tears as your breathing became unstable, wobbling yourself up to stand. you slowly moved yourself towards your table where there was paper and pen for when you’d write your letters to him. nodding to yourself, you started to write:

‘dear kazuha,

these past few months have been off for us, and i’m sure you’ve noticed too. we spend small hours together before you leave for months and repeat that routine. you’ve stopped communicating with me and you’re always hiding things from me, never telling me wherever you’re going or what you did. i’ve tried to fix this, to put my thoughts and feelings aside for you but i just can’t.

i’m unhappy in this relationship and i can’t do it anymore, so i will be leaving. i love you, a lot, probably too much for me in this situation as it hurts more. i thought this would work but we both have different wants and we’re two different people. so once you’ve read this letter, i hope you’re not upset, i hope you’re relieved. i hope you feel free to stay wandering instead of remembering you have to come home to something.

i wish you safe travels, forever and more.

love, y/n.’

you didn’t even know you failed to keep your tears in until you saw the bottom of the paper severely damp. you swallowed the forming lump in your throat, throwing the pen somewhere onto the table before turning around and going to pack your things in the bedroom.

after you packed everything you needed and doubled checked, you let out a breath you didn’t even know you’d been holding in. maybe this could be a new change for you. obviously not fully, you knew you’d never get over kazuha, ever, but this could still be a time to focus on you.

you left your keys and the spare keys on the hook as you walked out of the house and slammed the door shut. you had to bite your cheek to stop you from spilling tears outside in the public. though, one last thought of kazuha coming back to the house without you there made you break, having to take a small break sitting against the door before you finally left, not looking back.

kazuha had come back two days later with a surprise for you, he was going to ‘pop the big question’. kazuha knew you were the one and he still does, forever will he be thinking that way.

the reason why he had been gone all those months was because it was a long travel to get to where he needed for the ring. he wanted it to be special, so it was specially customised just for you. a silver band that was engraved with your name going along it, the rest of the empty bits being your favourite crystal.

he had to work far jobs for ages to afford it, making his travels even longer. he always refused your invitations to travel with him so you didn’t find out, or changing the way he wrote in the letters in case he wrote to excitedly, making you suspicious. in the end he just refused to write back to you because he was so close to just asking you to marry him in the letters, giving his all and forcing himself to not write back no matter what.

kazuha took a few deep breaths before turning the door handle to open up the front door. when he walked in he could feel the atmosphere in the house feel different, but quickly shrugged it off to look for you.

when he couldn’t find you he thought you’d be out getting food or socialising, then he saw a letter on the table thinking that was just a note confirming his thoughts. he picked up the piece of paper and started reading it:

‘dear kazuha,

these past few months have been off for us, and i’m sure you’ve noticed too. we spend small hours together before you leave for months and repeat that routine. you’ve stopped communicating with me and you’re always hiding things from me, never telling me wherever you’re going or what you did. i’ve tried to fix this, to put my thoughts and feelings aside for you but i just cant’—

he scrunched up the piece of paper and threw it at the wall, he had read enough. kazuha had felt his breathing feeling heavier, he didn’t mean for this to happen. he was so stupid, getting caught up in the excitement too much to actually realise how you might’ve been feeling.

that’s when something switched inside his brain. that’s why you always asked to join him on travels, to be with him. that’s why you would always beg him to stay just a little longer, to be with him. that’s why you would look sad when he was leaving, because you wanted to be with him.

him, him, him. it was all about him to you, you’d truly loved kazuha and he was so blind to realise just because he didn’t wanna reveal the secret. he was mad at himself, swiftly walking over to the shelf to turn it back around.

laying on the shelves were the empty ring box he was going to place the ring in and your favourite flowers casted into a bouquet. he threw the flowers to the ground, petals flying everywhere, along with the ring. he blinked a lot to put back the tears he felt swelling in his eyes. no, he couldn’t let himself cry. what’s there to be sad about? he was going to get you back, end of story, he was yours and you were his.

maybe he needed to extend his travels just a little to figure out where you’d gone to.

⌗ this is for the kazuha rerun!! i will unfortunately not be rolling for him because i’m saving up for a scaramouche that’s not even confirmed yet… don’t judge 💀

[xinnabon]

he's the type to...!!!

#kazuha & albedo x gn!reader

note; "he's the type to" edition!!! but these are basically just wholesome, on crack, short, and definitely hcs that don't make sense at all.

requests are allowed to be sent but do take in mind that i will take longer than expected since i would require your patience over this. also no nsfw, i'm a minor.

i don't think this is proof read since i just wanted to post after months.

+KAZUHA

he's the type to dance like old married couples with you. life awaits him and now that you're here, many outcomes behold in the future to the two of you as time comes, as he wants you to be a part of it.

he's the type to wait for you. if you're going to be gone long, he'll support you and still stay loyal. why is that?

he's the type to sing for you. the questionable thing is, its like he's alluring you to sleep after a hard day. he has some poems he made and just make it in song form to just make you more sleepier just trying to understand what it means. i do wonder if it does matter.

he's the type to be like a knight. even though he is a noble himself, it is never a burden to sweep you up your feet. saving you and saving himself.

he's the type to lift your stuff. maybe when you try moving in with him, he'd do all sorts of things just to make you feel welcomed enough, or its just simply carrying certain grocery. who knows.

he's the type to write about you ACCIDENTALLY. maybe he'd reflect it over something he foresaw or just something he takes value of and inspired him. as he progresses, it eventually turns about you.

(previous bullet extended) "a promise is made out of true loyalty and devotion in committing to someone. either you spouse, friend, family, or even to someone as hard as rock to figure out, it is still a must to be able to harnest your ability and fulfil it. someday, somewhere, somehow, i'll have the will to promise to my own spouse. to make due with at the end of " he scraps it off. (bonus if he just keeps it somewhere instead)

he's the type to save drafts from his writing. he probably has a lot and likes looking at it since it sounds so direct and a few mistakes... just often poorly written or not understandable enough to comprehend.

he's the type to be caught rambling too much about a certain topic or interest by "reflection". he'd go all out and get sympathetic, just by thinking as well what other people would think about it. you sometimes tell him over and over again but maybe he can't stop because it may take advantage of him.

+ALBEDO

he's the type to never judge. even at times of being reckless, he wouldn't bother to pressure you further. he is someone to trust whenever you fear of one's opinion or possible judgement that can lead as an offense. no. he would never.

he's the type to doodle. whenever you come by while he is working or watching him work, he does horrible but cute doodles of the both of you while writing specific formulas or other materials he does. he thinks that it serves as entertainment for you.

he's the type to ramble and fidget around. again, working. you can hear him spitting out certain hypothesis, possibilities, formulas, or literally... anything. he likes it just because he thinks that it can help progress his mind more.

he's the type to be clueless. maybe the first time you were trying to court him, he thought you were just trying to hell regardless of the weird pick up lines you did to get his attention. you literally told him off that you liked him and the fact he only knew now at that moment.

he's the type to accidentally baby you. he's pretty much used to being with klee all the time to the point he is overly protective even if you doubt it. as in, he would ask if you are comfortable with him or not. maybe he does need a break.

he's the type to generally not know how to cook. he'd kept asking you how to just to spend some time and improve. all he probably knows is just to make daily every morning coffee.

he's the type to be less self-conscious around you. people are horribly terrifying to be with because it's either they'd want to test you or even aggravate you to your limit. not you. no. you'd never do that to him. he did thought about it but as timed leaned and further passed, with you, nothing will interfere.

he's the type to be your tutor. history or chemistry, he'd know. instant head aches just hearing him teach you but he doesn't bother to make an issue out of it. but of course, he'll be cut out in trying to go a more simpler level for you. (not an insult...)

he's the type to do crossword puzzles or just puzzles in general. he can be bored or just in a burnt out, and you know all about the cerebrum and testing your brain to become more knowledgeable per puzzle or anything. he liked asking you if you ever want to do some with him but maybe that's your fault for the lack of capacity you contain in your head that you refuse to at times.

[blankiebloo]

Hello! Can I request what would Kaeya, Diluc, and Kazuha (seperate) do if they come to see you perform at a dance/singing/whatever performance?

Thank you so much :D

Yes, of course!

Character(s): Kaeya, Diluc, Kazuha

Genre: Fluff

Mesmerizing

Kaeya

You're one of the many bards in Mondstadt, but among the many, you're quite popular: you get asked to go to the taverns a lot a play, you even get asked to perform at some of the other nations, but today you were just asked to play at the cathedral in Mondstadt, the first place you performed actually.

It was a quiet night, you were playing for the sisters at the church and some of the people who decided to stay out longer; you were playing the lyre with your eyes closed, letting the music speak to you.

Out of everyone at the cathedral there's was one person paying attention to you the most, Kaeya.

Kaeya has always thought that the music you made is the best music he's ever heard, and he's not lying, there's nobody who can rival your talent and he is just so lucky to have someone as talented as you in his life. As he continued to listen the remaining people started to trickle out until its just you, Kaeya, and the sisters who are now talking to each other. Kaeya took this as the perfect moment to applaud you for your performance.

The light clapping caught your attention and as you open your eyes you see Kaeya in front of you with a soft smile on his face, "You get better with that lyre everyday, you know"

"Kaeya?! When did you get here?!" You asked, slightly embarrassed. This isn't the first time he's heard you play, but he rarely has any free time and him using the limited amount he has to go see you warmed your heart up in a way.

"A few moments ago, I came here to walk you home but I was just so enamored by your music that I couldn't help but just stand there and listen."

"I appreciate the fact that you enjoy my music Kaeya, but you should've let me know that you were here, I could've played some songs for you at home you know," you huffed, feeling slightly bad for making him wait for so long.

Hey chuckled and pat your head, "It's quite alright, I don't mind waiting, especially if its for you, dear." He gave your forehead a kiss and held out his hand. "Shall we get going?"

You took his hand and you two starting walking home.

Diluc

You were singing outside of the winery while attending to some chores to keep yourself busy. You were so caught up in what you were doing that you didn't even notice Diluc admiring your voice.

"Your voice is truly beautiful"

His voice startled you and you physically jumped, he placed his hand on your shoulder as he stifled a laugh.

"Diluc, how long have you been here?" You asked, still a little bit embarrassed.

It's not that singing in front of him is embarrassing, it's just that this is a new song you've heard and you're sure that you've been messing up every other lyric while you're mumbling it to yourself.

"Mm, you wouldn't like the answer to that question. But, you should sing more often, especially that song"

"Oh, alright then"

He gave a small chuckle before walking away to tend to his own business, while humming to the tune you were just singing.

Kazuha

You personally love to dance, and it's great that you've been recognized for your talent with dancing, too!

You're at a rehearsal practicing for a big performance at the Jade Chamber, and it just so happens that the place you're rehearsing is where Kazuha likes to frequently visit. The strong smell of weed maple filled the air and pulled your attention so far away that you had to turn around and greet your poetic lover.

"Your dance, [Name], it flows just like a river, and brings the warmth of a spring breeze," he spoke, his voice as soft as always but still strong with the meaning of his words.

"Thank you, Kazuha. I have to ask, how do you always find me whenever I'm practicing? It's like you have a special gift just for that," you chuckle to yourself as you turn back around and sit.

"The wind always tells me when its time to find you again, and it's always when you grace Teyvat with your talents"

He moves to sit next to you and places his arm around your shoulder.

"I take it that you're performing at the Jade Chamber next?" He asks as he lays his head on top of yours.

"Yes, will you be there?"

"I wouldn't miss it for the world."

A/N: I AM SO SORRY IT TOOK ME SO LONG TO FINISH THIS- When this was sent I started it, but I had finished one so I took a break, and then the next day someone said something that made me feel extremely apathetic, and then I actually got busy so-

BUT ITS DONE NOW!! I hope you enjoy it, and if you'd like to send me a request, please read here first!

-Lots of love, Blankiebloo~

[mccnstruck]

never alone.

characters: kazuha x gn!reader, lumine, xinyan, fischl, mona, paimon

tags: hurt/comfort, doesn’t focus on reader’s and kazuha’s relationship, reader specializes in engineering in mondstadt (designing and making inventions), strict parents, guilt tripping i think?? use of petnames, like one sentence of not wanting to live, harsh ass words

a/n: i had five hours of free time. i could’ve finished reading 6 chapters of my english hw. what did i do? write a fanfiction for all five hours (i need prioritization skills) but im kinda happy with this omg but like there may be inaccurate info about sumeru and like mirages but like anyways pleasw reblog and i hope you enjoy!

mona mumbled. "in other words, those mirages were only about ourselves."

fischl nodded before she spoke. "hmm, pure materializations of ourselves... interesting."

A pause. The group let the newfound realization sink deep into their understanding of these mysterious mirages.

kazuha hummed a thoughtful tone before his face lit again, and the hand which held onto yours squeezed. "well, we also have one more person to witness their mirage," He turned his head to you, "don't we?"

paimon pointed to you and exclaimed, "we do! what do you think will be inside?!"

you smiled at paimon's outburst. "I hope it's not something too embarrassing. we wouldn't want that, would we?"

"i wanna see!"

the group laughed, and you dramatically placed your hand on your heart. "paimon, not even going to let me save my dignity!"

"hmph! for someone who sits all day in their home doing archons knows what with their crazy inventions, I don't believe you out of all people can be that embarrassed!"

she flew away, headed to another island off in the distance as you laughed and tried to chase her. The group smiled at each other before running towards you, and the last mystery to their summer odyssey.

when you reached the island, the islands stood tall over your view as the winds howled in the distance. the trees at the top were old and diligent, while it's roots spread down to spread its protection over the isle. the sun gave a spotlight to the tall mountains, and together the isle looked as if it were painted with precise paint strokes, almost as if it were painted by the famous alchemist, albedo.

"wow. i wish we coulda spent our time here!" your turn to xinyan, awed by the scenery.

kazuha grinned. "most fitting to write an intricate poem for something this pleasing to the eyes."

you turned to kazuha to mock a death glare. "yes because you can magically pull paper out of your imaginary bag.

he reached his hand behind his back, and in his hand came out a leather-covered notebook, small enough to carry but big enough to write in. with it came a calligraphy pen, the ink almost dried.

your jaw dropped, and in return kazuha's eyes gave you a mischievous glint.

"don't underestimate the dedication of a poet, particularly one who sees the meaning behind every strand of grass and every call of the wind."

he placed his finger under your chin and closed your still-open jaw. his lips find their way to your cheek, and he walked away to examine the unexplored island, but not without squeezing your hand in reassurance.

a certain floating fairy groaned further away. "oh c'mon! you two can't help but show everyone else how in love you are!"

your face felt hot, and you yelled back. "have a problem with it!?"

xinyan laughs loudly, amused by the bickering between you. "let them be, paimon! you won't find a couple this devoted to each other in a hot minute!"

even though the sun was setting behind the island, your face felt as if you were standing two feet away from it. you grumbled something under your breath and walked towards the mountains, ready to find an entrance to your mirage.

the sun was almost hidden from view, the concluding amounts of light desperate to shine on the islands. it seems as if there was nothing to stand out on the island, nothing worthy enough to lead you to a mirage.

lumine sighed before turning to you, quietly asking, "have you found anything?"

you shook your head, tired from searching everywhere.

"do you know anything significant to you? or any object related to you?"

you raised your hand to your chin in thought and tried to list anything significant.

"since i do invent machines, there could probably be some tool? or maybe some type of metal. but, i haven't seen anything like that. i can't seem to..."

your thoughts drifted off as you found something in the distance to be blue, strangely stuck to the sand. you understood instantly. how could you forget something so important to your career?

"...or a blueprint."

lumine's brows furrowed, and her head slightly turned in confusion. you noticed this and explained.

"blueprints are also important in my career. and i think i found something quite blue."

you quickly jogged over to the object and yelled over your shoulder. "over here!"

everyone ran over at your word to find you crouched next to a blue paper. it was rolled into a scroll and the outside has messy lines drawn all over in white ink.

fischl sighed in relief and exclaimed, "after such an excruciating search, it was destined to be in the open to no one's finding."

you took a deep breath and carefully held the blueprint. a bandaged hand was placed on your shoulder, and you felt an embrace of comfort. "we'll be there every step inside, alright?"

you nodded your head to his encouragement and opened the scroll. you saw your newest designs sketched in chaos for a brief moment before seeing white and being taken to your mirage.

when you opened your eyes once more, you stood in a hallway mainly built of marble. the marble on the floor had an ebony finish, and moonlight scattered inside from the skylight above. the skies filled with stars, the moon shyly hid behind the clouds as it waited for you to continue.

behind you, everyone was in awe, eyes wandering from the black marble floor to the contrasting white marble walls to the skies. mona was especially fond of the skies. the stars shone in pride, waiting to be examined by the great mona megistus. you noticed how the marble paint could easily be wiped off, revealing cheap metal under all the elegance of the marble. you wondered what meaning did it hold, but mona cut your thought process off.

"my scryglass is a bit blurry, but if i can see..."

"mona, there's another room." you pointed to a presumed doorway on the other side of the hallway.

mona grumbled before focusing back on the mirage. "my apologies. let's carry on."

you turned around and led your way into another room, where an enlarged blueprint was in the middle. a table was placed to the right, while a bag of tools was placed to the left. across from you, the doorway to the next room remained inapproachable, a fog preventing you from seeing the next room.

everyone walked forward as you tried to examine the blueprint to see any hints.

"see anything yet?"

"i just looked at this, paimon!"

with your knowledge, the group work, and paimon's moral support, you were able to figure out that you needed to figure out what pieces fit into the design and to build the final project. you look at the now opened doorway, and then back to your new design. the design was a modification of the classic wind glider, only now you can fly up if needed. the wings were built of scraps of metal, and in the middle held safety straps. the chest plate was painted with maple leaves, a reference to the person next to you.

kazuha noticed this too because soon after, his look of confusion turned into a small grin.

"inspiration comes from the best views of scenery."

you scoffed, and lightheartedly stormed away from him. "you know, maple leaves aren't just your thing!"

the bickering with kazuha went on to the annoyance of paimon but completely stopped when you entered the next room. your eyes blew wide, and you dropped your jaw for what seemed like the millionth time at the incredibility of the main room.

around the mirage, machine gears were attached to the walls and slowly turning, and paper airplanes flew past you. soft music played in the background, and different tools were brought to life to work on inventions around the centerpiece. the centerpiece was quite similar to mona’s mirage, but the one in front of your eyes lacked the elegance mona had and emphasized its flaws instead. the room was stunning to everyone, but as much as it was, you couldn’t help but feel the pressure building up inside the room. the way paintbrushes added a little too many coats of paint on one flaw. the way the hammer slammed the nails a little too loudly. the way the centerpiece felt so…

under pressure. almost like how you felt those years ago when…

“paimon thinks your mirage is so cool! paimon would totally stay here!” lumine laughed before softly nodding to paimon’s sudden reaction.

mona spoke in awe. “yes, yes…this is truly a delightful mirage.”

your thoughts took a halt before scrambling to the back of your mind. they could wait.

soft laughter leaves you as you turn to paimon.

"i mean, do you want that smell of metal every day?"

“ugh. paimon doesn’t like the smell of metal. it smells gross!"

you snicker. “that’s what i deal with every day, paimon.”

"fine! i don't wanna live here forever!"

you walk forward to the next puzzle, but not before kazuha squeezed your hand in reassurance.

“doing alright, lovely?”

“yep, im good.”

you smiled. it’s was a little strained, but you got the point across.

kazuha stood quiet for a moment before smiling back, taking your hand and dragging you with the group.

you entered another room to find a...hallucination of you, while a quiet hum and equipment echoed in the back.

"wait until this one is finished! i'm gonna blow every single mind in mondstadt."

you scratched the back of your neck with a bashful smile, as paimon laughed and flew around.

"oh, so this was your meaning of embarrassing! now it makes sense!"

you scoff and turn your gaze away from the amused group. "is it so necessary to point out everything i do?"

you walked back to the main room and entered the next puzzle. this time, there was no blueprint but a large sheet of paper instead. you examined it to see one of your very first notes when you first moved away from sumeru. it was a sketch of a kamera and the different parts which went into it. to the side were different parts, carefully laid out on the floor.

you walked forward and got to work. with presicion and paitence, you had a fully functional kamera. you snapped a picture to check if it worked, and almost immediately came a photo of kazuha, mona, lumine, xinyan, and paimon smiling and laughing. you smile and stuff the picture in your pocket before entering the newly opened room.

paimon put her face in her hands and complained. "how many rooms are there? my head hurts at how many we've entered."

you see another hallucination of you. but this time there was no tune echoing, or any equipment for that matter. an eerie ambiance rang in your ears, the sound unpleasant and loud. the hallucination stood uneasy, shoulders crunched in and gaze turned down.

xinyan shuddered. "is it me, or does anyone feel a bit uneasy right now?"

you looked around, your hairs standing up. "it's not just you, xinyan. something's up with this room."

the hallucination suddenly spoke.

"i've done so much. i've listened to their every word. and this is what i end up in. the one time i want something, everyone turns selfish."

memories rushed back to you, and you could only zone out as they engulf you in fear. the yelling. the tears. the nights snuck out.

the hopelessness you felt as you fell asleep, wondering if you could make something to lure you into infinite sleep.

the mood shift when they came into your room.

their disappointed faces.

were they still disappointed? even when you were living your best life, were they still at their house wondering what went wrong with their child? you wonder if they still considered you their child. you left for a reason, but...you wonder what family you could consider yours?

would there be anyone to turn back again?

"dove?"

a hand shook your figure and you zoned back in. the hallucination was gone, and you found kazuha's worried gaze towards you. "you've been looking at the floor. something's bothering you."

"yea, i'm...it was nothing. just something i remembered."

kazuha pressed his lips together, and he fully turned towards you. "we don't have to go through this mirage if it disturbs you this much. i'll tell the others to just go back if you like."

you shook your head in refusal, declining his offer. "thank you kazuha, but i think i'll be fine," you smile and look back at him, "plus, i'm a bit curious about what's next."

kazuha took your hands and intertwined his fingers with yours. "sometimes, curiosity kills the cat. if you feel like it's too much, never hesitate to tell me. i don't want someone i care about to feel uncomfortable while i'm here. alright?"

a feeling of warmth filled your chest, and you could only smile at him and nod. "thank you."

kazuha leaned in to press his lips to your forehead and mumbled to your skin, "always. now, shall we get going?"

he let go of your hands and you two met everyone else gazing at the main room in puzzlement. when you reentered the main hall, you found all the tools on the ground, their lively spirits sucked out of them. the paper airplanes zooming around the room were crumpled up and thrown as if they never had any life in them. the golden centerpiece in the middle had lost all of its flaws, but the pressure was much, much more noticeable. it looked like it was about to crack.

paimon shrieked. “what happened here?!” she flew around frantically, trying to refold the paper airplanes back into cognition. “why isn’t anything working?!”

the group looks around hurriedly, but you could only look in a daze at the now-breaking mirage. this mirage… sure does capture emotions well.

after walking around to no avail, you thought for a moment.

“if we were to complete the last room over there,” you point to the last room, “do you think everything would go back to normal?”

a moment of silence, before xinyan spoke up. “since we have no other way, might as well get over there!” a nod of agreement from everyone, and you all walked in.

the last room contained no large blueprint or sketches. instead was a childish drawing of... a fort. you pick up the paper to see crayon marks and messy handwriting spelling out "my safety fort".

to your side were blankets and old cardboard and chairs, all from your childhood.

you turned to lumine at your side, who grinned at the sight.

"ready to build a blanket fort?"

"who isn't?"

a few minutes of adjustment, fluffing out pillows, and laughter when mona fell inside, you took a step back to admire everyone's handiwork. it resembled the innocence of your childhood when you hid in the comfort of your stuffed toys and blankets.

but instead of finding another door, the mirage shook. the blankets fell off from the chairs, and the walls shook with rage.

you all run to the main room to find the crumpled airplanes were now ripped, the remaining scraps scattered around your feet. the tools were rusted and crumbling, and the inventions made were broken and on the ground. the large centerpiece was rusted, and the gold paint was scratched off to show cheap metal underneath. the soft music was replaced with an eerie ambiance once again, and you were surrounded by academic papers littering the floors. papers...are these..?

horror etched on your face, you walk in front of the confused group and toward the papers. when you pick up one, you find the words to be blurred together, and your name spelled out in horrific handwriting.

alarmed, the group ran up to you, paralyzed with a paper in hand. “please, tell us what is going on! everything’s just…a pure mess!" mona exclaimed.

the paper crumpled in your grasp. why....why this? no matter how much you tried to forget, it was always there, lingering in the back of your mind.

a hallucination appears in front of you. but instead of a reflection of you, it was your mother and you.

"dear, this machine is practically useless. look at how many..." she examines your machine, "flaws...there are.

"mama, i'm working on it! it'll be the best thing you've seen."

"mhm, make sure to study for the quiz next week. i don't want you to fail over this...hobby of yours."

"...yes, mama."

the hallucination soon morphed into your mother and father, and you could only stare in a trance. fischl and mona looked over you and back at each other in unease.

"always building useless machines, never working on something more important. like their akademiya submission!"

"dear, i'm sure they'll figure something out. you know they've been doing this since they were little.

"it needs to stop now. i excused it when they were little, but at such an important time, it needs to stop. if they can't pass and get into the akademiya, our family line is useless. our ancestors, our family, we are researchers of the akademiya. not some...inventor."

the hallucination morphed again. but when they appeared once more, why...why were they facing you? and why were they staring into your gaze?

fearful of the sudden attention, you took a step back. he took a step forward. your father held a paper in their hand, wrinkled in his hateful grip.

"this... this is what you submit?! no wonder why you didn't get in! you were wasting all your precious time on building stupid machines!"

you tried to calm down, but your nerves were on edge with his voice. "i...father..."

"don't you call me father! i raise you with everything you've wanted, and this is what i get in your so-called gratitude?!"

he held your papers in his hand.

"i expected a flawless, immaculate submission. what do i see? this...this garbage! and you know what i find with it?" his index finger pointed towards you. "i find another of your stupid designs! will it ever carry our legacy?! will it find you food and water?! i don't think so."

a tear echoed across the room. the now ripped papers fell to the floor, and you hurried to pick them up.

"let's see if you come back crying because your so-called machines couldn't find you somewhere to stay."

his hallucination stormed off, and you looked at your mother, her venomous gaze on yours. your hand hesitantly tried to reach her figure.

"mother, i..."

"leave."

"w-what?"

"i've done what i could do. it was you who decided to make this decision."

she walked off, and your gaze landed on your ripped submission. the submission mocked you, the words blurred and the ink dripping in shame. your knuckles turned white and the paper begged to be let go of your grip.

were they right? they only cared about their legacy, their reputation. but... you were also wrong. you could've just done what they asked. you could've lived with stability. but would you have ever felt happy? every day living in fatigue as you imagine walking to the akademiya. why...why were you always living in this guilt? were your parents the thing holding you back, even after all this time?

a bandaged hand gently brushed your cheek, and you realized you were crying. kazuha wrapped his arms around you, and his hand smoothed your hair. before you know it, you felt a certain traveler's arms, and then you felt a musician wrap her arms, and you felt an astrologist and a princess wrap their arms around you, and you felt a fairy wrap her tiny arms around you.

you were safe. you weren't alone, you realized, and you finally sobbed into their embrace. you had the people you loved. you had the annoying paimon and the calming lumine, and the energetic xinyan, and the proud mona, and the dramatic fischl, and the loving kazuha.

you treasured them all. and they treasured you back. you had the people of teyvat to talk to and laugh with. if two people couldn't find the beauty of your passions, you had everyone else. what more could you ever need?

paimon reluctantly flew back and cleared her throat. in her imitating voice, she mocked, "i only care about papers and grades and blah, blah, blah. i am always so serious and never have any fun in my boring life!"

everyone laughed, and you couldn't help but join in with a teary laugh. you rubbed the remaining tears as kazuha looked back at you with a smile.

"feeling better?"

"yea..thank you. for sacrificing your shirt with my tears."

he let out a huff, and beamed, "a trivial decision for the person i love."

a door opened in the background. eyes watched in vigilance as the doorway glowed slightly, a calming tune played throughout the room.

with newfound determination, you entered it to see the gardens behind your childhood house.

sumeru was beautiful, you admitted. the trees were tall and protective, it gave shade to the wildlife and to the plants. you picked up a sumeru rose, twirling it around your fingers. in the distance, you saw one last hallucination of a child you sitting on the grass, the wind ruffling your hair. the hallucination was awe-struck as it stared at the ruin guard, etched into the scenery you called sumeru.

marveled at the sight, the hallucination spoke," i'm gonna make machines. not a dangerous ruin guard! but...i wonder who built that big one...let's see if i have anything inside!"

the hallucination ran past you and withered away. where it was sitting, laid one last blueprint.

you held it in your hand. it felt a bit heavier, but it was all the same, rolled into a scroll and the outside has messy lines drawn all over in white ink.

a deep breath. you open it, and you open your eyes back to the island. everyone looked around, seeing what was different. the sun was high in the skies and the trees at the top remained old and diligent, it's roots still spreading down to spread its protection over the isle.

you took another breath and headed over to the group which was discussing the next actions.

mona spoke. "if my guess is correct, that machine is capable of influencing the human brain. so we'd better tread carefully."

paimon flew around in excitement and exclaimed, "so let's go now! there's no time to waste!"

as you all ran towards the machine, a photo of kazuha, mona, lumine, xinyan, and paimon smiling and laughing stayed in your pocket. you smiled and ran off with the group to finally end your summer odyssey together.

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for your mutual requests !!!!! could you do like those military homecomings but its kazuha coming back after the vision hunt decree ? thank you so much for tagging me and for the request <3

ZEE !! hey oh my GOSH i’m so sorry this took forever. i was burnt out for a long time after i wrote my last fic, considering it lowkey flopped 😭😭 (this isn’t self advertisement SHKSH) also UGH WORK- but yeah you said you really liked this idea so i tried making it nice. i hope there’s no mistakes omg. IM SO SORRY IF THERE IS. again sorry for how long it took :((. i really hope you like it !! i might expand on this idea later too hehe. anyway love you so much dear. take care of yourself <33 enjoy!!

the vision hunt decree. the disease that plagued inzuma, hidden under the guise of law and order. it overtook all of inazuma, taking peoples treasures away from them.

for you, it took away your love.

ever since the decree started, kazuha fled from inazuma, from you, from the home and space you both ever so carefully constructed with love. in the process only leaving a small note on your bedside drawer.

the note carried with it small star shaped tear stains and heavy deep folds that signified the opening and refolding of the note countless times. that’s all you had of him. as you read about your lover going on the run to save his life, something pulled at your heart, pride for your lover and what he was doing but a deep grief for all you both had lost. each other. and more.

for a year, you would sneak out of the city to catch a glimpse of your lover, a soft touch on the cheek, a glimmer in your eyes as they met. but nothing more. you forgot how it felt to hear his voice and to melt into it, or to feel his lips pressing into your skin in the softest degree of affection. and you never knew if the day would come where you would once again feel his touch.

everyday without him made the yawning hole in your heart so much deeper, as if each day that passed, the grief that followed burrowed itself into that hole.

but the day did come. the vision hunt decree was lifted. kazuha never explicitly told you he’d be coming home, but you knew. you knew your kazuha would come to you as soon as he could, bringing the smell of sweet maple leaves and home.

he was your home.

a note appeared the next day. your eyes darted over neat elegant lettering, a soft smile coming to your lips.

“i’ll be home tomorrow. 8 am.”

at 7:50 am, you stepped out of your house, your heart bursting with excitement.

at 7:55 am, anxiety filled you as the clock slowly ticked forward, inching closer to the moment you were eagerly awaiting.

at 8:00, you looked around, a smile coming unbidden to your face, your heart feeling like it was going to burst.

at 8:05, a slight uneasiness filled you, as you shifted from one foot to another, shifting your weight as if you could shift your sorrow around.

at 8:30, you blinked away the tears in your eyes, willing your the hole in your heart not to grow larger.

at 10:00 am, you turned around, taking the first step back to your home, the first step back to a definite future without kazuha. soft tears slipped down your cheeks, leaving thin streams of sorrow down your face.

at 10:02 am, two warm arms wrapped around your torso, an out of breath voice hovering above your ear.

“i am so so sorry my dove. i was trying to get home but the ship hit a really rocky patch of sea and it was so horrible you cannot imagine-”

a pause.

“dove?”

your body shook as heart wrenching sobs left your chest, built up grief all pouring out at once. you felt the arms that held your waist twisting you around, his hands now at the small of your back, gently pressing you into his warm embrace.

“kazu-“ your voice cracked. maybe now that it held the weight of your grief, it too was crumbling. “i missed you so much”

the arms encircling you tightened around you, and a soft kiss was placed atop your head. you had forgotten how his kisses felt; even if they were delicate as the wind, they filled you with warmth.

“i’m here now. i’m never going again.” another kiss, this time on your forehead.

“never.”

and you slowly felt the hole in your heart healing.

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[arminsumi]

Maple syrup pancakes

Fluff drabble / K. Kazuha

You and Kazuha make pancakes in your apartment the morning after a long journey across Teyvat.

Cws; fluff, kissing, pre-est relationship (Bf + living together)

Notes on Y/n; gn!

Notes on this au; semi-modern!au but actually it's not really??

The bedsheets are so silky and soft that you don't want to leave bed. But then you snuggle to the left, and notice the absence of your boyfriend. It seems he's already sprung out of bed and into the kitchen.

Bleary-eyed, you waddle to the bathroom to freshen up. Upon looking at your reflection in the mirror, you notice the heavy tiredness weighing on your eyes. It's not that you're opposed to early mornings, it's just that yesterday's journey across Teyvat was quite long and arduous.

The night before, Kazuha carefully nursed your little wounds. They weren't bad enough to make you cry, but they still annoyingly stung.

After caring for these wounds again, you wander into the tiny kitchen, rubbing your eyes hard enough to experience a little photopsia.

"Morning, darling." Kazuha warmly greets you. The phosphenes in your vision clear up, and you blink a few times.

One can tell by how fresh-faced he appears that he's definitely a morning person.

He immediately comes to engulf you in a morning hug. It feels like his embrace alone balances your sleepy mind.

"You left bed too early." You complain into his chest. It's soft, the scent is vaguely of plant food.

"Sorry, I had to get some plant food for George." He speaks gently.

George was your favorite house plant. He sat proudly on the kitchen windowsill with his drooping leaves looking like elephant ears.

"... and syrup, too." Kazuha adds.

"Syrup?" You question, looking up at him.

His heart leaps a bit at how cute you are. He doesn't say anything about it, rather he presses a gentle kiss to your forehead.

It feels like a stream of sunlight is running through your body at the sweet action, and your sleepiness disperses.

"Mhm, syrup. For pancakes. Wanna help me make some?" He asks, and you nod excitedly.

While you happily bounce around the tiny kitchen to fish out the cutlery from the drawers, Kazuha gathers the ingredients in the pantry.

He's humming your favorite song, since it's stuck in his brain, so that gets you humming it with him. The two of you have a sort of hum-concert, your noisiness rivalling the morning birdsongs.

You make an absolute mess in the kitchen. Well, calling it a kitchen was a stretch, considering how it barely accommodates two people. You're constantly bumping into Kazuha while cooking, you drop an egg or two, and he laughs and calls your clumsiness cute.

Then you somehow accidentally get syrup on his cheek, so you giggle out a "Sorry!"

He swipes his finger across the spillage, tastes it, and hums in thought.

"Tastes like clumsiness." He teases.

After you two finish goofing around, the pancake batter is on the pan and sizzling. The scent fills more than just your lungs, your whole body can smell these pancakes.

The first two look like botched science experiments, but then Kazuha takes over, and the rest turn out thick and fluffy.

He has to laugh when he sees how quickly you eat your stack of pancakes when they're done. They're so hot that you almost scald your mouth, but it's worth it.

You dramatically praise the syrup for tasting like 'the nectar of Barbatos', causing Kazuha to ring out with laughter.

As swift as the wind, he steals a maple-syrup flavored kiss from off your lips. His kisses have a plush gentleness that you can't quite describe.

With your hunger now sated by countless fluffy pancake stacks, you lean into his chest and watch the morning transition to midday, laying on the wicker bench of your apartment's balcony.

His bandaged fingers delicately brush through your hair. There's golden rays of sunlight and rustling trees above you two, yet you still manage to fall asleep.

I've been playing Genshin again, and so decided to write something for my favorite anemo boy!

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[mondaymelon]

₊⊹ 𝐈𝐍𝐃𝐈𝐑𝐄𝐂𝐓 𝐊𝐈𝐒𝐒𝐄𝐒 ♡. | genshin!various x gn!reader

「 "𝐚𝐡, 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐦𝐲 𝐜𝐮𝐩…"」

— in which you kiss him ... accidentally, and indirectly.

𝐅𝐋𝐔𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐄𝐃 — kazuha, gaming, FREMINET, THOMA, KAVEH, chongyun, gorou

— "Ah, wrong cup."

It's a warm morning, yet the shade of the light canopy of trees provides ample comfort. At your words, however, the amicable conversation halts. Gingerly, you place his cup back on its saucer, uttering a quiet apology. "Sorry, sorry..."

Ugh, a quiet moment with someone you'd been pining after for ages, and you likely just sabotaged any chance you had. Making someone uncomfortable is surely not a way to have someone fall head over heels for you. You cautiously glanced upwards, catching the sight of... something you didn't expect...!?

He hid in his hand, raised and flush against his face. It was rather insufficient in the whole "hiding" department, however, for you could still clearly see the fluster on his features and the red cast across the tips of his ears. Just above the cover of his fingers were his eyes, hurriedly averted from yours. His mouth was slightly ajar, but in the moments that passed, his lips moved to form whispers you couldn't quite catch.

You stood, frantic. Really, every one of your plans was going awry. "I'm sorry! I, I'll go get you a new cup-"

"He caught his hand in his before you could fully depart, clutching it tightly. His usually cool skin was warm. "N, No, I- It's fine..."

He watched your face brighten with relief as you sat back down, completely cheery again, and released a breath quietly.

Ah, how was he supposed to tell you that the mere sight of your lips touching where he had put his made his heart skip a beat?

— It simply wasn't fair.

𝐓𝐄𝐀𝐒𝐈𝐍𝐆 — HEIZOU, KAEYA, CHILDE, venti, ayato, LYNEY

— "Wait, let me try..."

Word had gotten around of a new drink, supposedly "the best in all of teyvat"... naturally, that called for a timely visit. It didn't exactly matter who you went with, though who were you fooling, it did, and he'd been the first one that came to mind when you were drafting a letter. Now, he stood by your side, leisurely swinging his arms while he walked and smiling smugly.

The reason? The moment you reached into your pocket to fish out your wallet to pay the fee for two drinks, you'd found your pockets empty, and that's where he had swooped in, graciously handing over his mora instead. The moment the two of you exited the vicinity of the drink stall, however, he somehow materialized your wallet once more and placed it in your hands with a cat-like grin. That little... you'd be sure to treat him to a meal sometime soon, a favor like that couldn't just be gone unpaid.

...That, and it was a convenient excuse to spend another outing with him.

"Hey, you got the limited edition flavor? C'mon, give me just a sip..." You beamed when he handed said drink down towards you, taking a sip from his straw — until you realized just what you'd done, of course.

It wasn't like it was something dire, not by any means. You were rather the romantic, and the fact that... well, hadn't the two of you just kissed indirectly?

You didn't voice your thoughts, only meekly retreated after handing the bottle back to him, growing even more flustered when your fingers brushed against his in the process. He seemed to hear them, however, and a smirk made its way onto his lips.

"Oh, don't tell me you were aiming for an indirect kiss all along?"

"W- No!" Ugh, that twinkle in his eyes was dangerous. It's easy to see that he doesn't believe you in the slightest. Yet, before you can dispense another rebuttal, he reaches a hand up to your hair and makes a mess of it.

— "Aha, who knew you were so sly~"

𝐈𝐍𝐃𝐈𝐅𝐅𝐄𝐑𝐄𝐍𝐓 — alhaitham, XIAO, albedo, diluc, neuvillette

— "Is something wrong?"

Well, not exactly "wrong", per se. Instead, there was definitely something wrong with you in particular.

The situation started off like any other would. You found the man in his usual place, and greeted him with a smile, to which he nodded in response. He was a busy person, so you'd decided to take the initiative and make him a boxed lunch, only planning to give it to him and then let him carry on with whatever tasks he needed to complete — only... hey, wasn't it too out of character of him to ask you to feed him??

He glanced up at you, his head subconsciously tilting to the side. Just with that simple movement, a figurative arrow struck your heart. "If it's too much trouble, nevermind-"

You awkwardly coughed into your fist, trying to disperse any awfully hopeful thoughts of "hey, isn't this so romantic!?" in your head — yearning for him was one thing, but projecting your imagination of him would be another entirely. "No, it's fine- I was just caught off guard, is all..." At this point, you were more so convincing yourself than him. You dipped your head in a nod to yourself. Of course, he was so swamped with duties that he couldn't spare the time to feed himself, that was the case, wasn't it?

"Here, open wide..." You took a portion of the food and lifted it up to his lips, and he ate it agreeably. Hamster. He's like a hamster, a thought you really shouldn't be having considering how his disposition was, but seeing him swiftly chewing the portion in his cheeks... you cleared your throat, only to flinch with a start upon realizing he'd taken the utensils from you. Now, he held some of the lunch up to you, gesturing it to your mouth.

"Eh, but this is for you-" You declined, yet the insistence in his gaze only grew.

"You brought it for me, so you should have some as well."

"Well... alright," not willing to bother with an argument you were not likely to win, you ate what he hovered before you gratefully, trying to ignore the way he was staring at you as you ate.

W, Wait, hold on, isn't that the same cutlery he used-

"Your face is red. Did you choke? Here, let me-"

"No, it's just that- we, just now- ah, it's nothing."

— "Mhm."

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[catcze]

⠀「 Waking him up in the middle of the night, asking for food 」 

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trying out a different format for content when im strapped for time lmao

"Babe." You nudge him in the shoulder with a finger. His arms are wrapped around you, asleep with his face half-buried in the pillow. He doesn't respond the first time, merely twitching slightly, so you try again with more force. "Babe," you say with more urgency, and he grumbles under his breath, rousing from sleep.

"What?" he asks, voice raspy.

"'m hungry," you tell him quietly, whispering not to break the tranquility of the night.

"What?" He leans closer, and your eyes narrow.

"I'm hungry. Food please," you tell him, louder this time.

He grumbles under his breath, burying his face further into the pillow, ignoring you. His hands tighten around you so much that you nearly squeak. You gasp, affronted, and keep poking his shoulder until he finally gives in.

"You're lucky i love you," he mumbles into the pillow. With a tired groan and a glare tossed your way, he releases you and tosses the blanket off of himself. He pulls on his slippers, runs his hand through his hair, still swearing, and stands. He turns back to you, a hand outstretched to help you out of the sheets, and you grin at him victoriously.

"Fine, what do you wanna eat, you menace?" He asks around a yawn, tired, but too tightly wound around your finger to actually ever tell you no.

— Wriothesley, Alhaitham, Cyno, Scaramouche / Wanderer, Xiao, Childe

He wakes up a little bit more at your request, blinking once or twice. He frowns at you, glancing at the clock on the wall, before levelling you with an exasperated stare. "At this hour?" he asks dryly. "It couldn't wait until breakfast?"

You shake your head resolutely. "Nope. I don't think I'll be able to sleep."

He sighs, but doesn't contest further, instead pressing a kiss to your cheek, and then one to your lips. "You're so spoiled," he says it fondly though, and you beam up at him. Because really, when it comes to him, you definitely are. He slips out of bed. "I'll make you that toast that you like, okay?" he asks, and you nod enthusiastically, already clambering out of the sheets after him.

— Kaveh, Diluc, Neuvillette, Kazuha, Ayato, Albedo, Kaeya, Thoma, Zhongli

[staryuee]

GIVING THEM A FRIENDSHIP BRACELET

꒰warnings꒱ not proofread…:3

⠀꒲ ` synopsis . . . how would your significant other react when you give them a friendship bracelet made by your own kind hands?

⠀꒲ ` characters . . . diluc, kazuha, kokomi, scaramouche, heizou, itto, cyno, lyney, lynette, freminet, furina, neuvillette, navia, ga ming, chiori, arlecchino

⠀꒲ ` notes . . . this reminded of primary school days of making randomly coloured loom band bracelets…sniffles, the good ol’ days of giving your crush bundled up daisies that had bugs on them from the schools yard and then immediately running away (i am a lesbian i had no such experience in just talking for the sake of poetry ☆〜（ゝ。∂)

R. DILUC — 迪卢克

“what’s this, my love?” he cautiously surveyed the tiny strings and charms with a shocked yet rather satisfied expression. so this is what you were so focused on for the last couple hours…? he can’t help but feel slightly relieved that instead of wasting away at work you were merely crafting a cutely childish gift for him.

“it’s a friendship bracelet! look, i even managed to find these cute strawberry charms for you.” you laughed and start fiddling with the short strands near his scalp, fiddling with them and folding them over to create a stem-like shape.

diluc softly exhaled in amusement, wrapping the small piece of jewellery around his already bedazzled wrist. it takes him a real good second to actually realise what you just said. awkwardly coughing into his hand, diluc catches your attention, “darling, you do realise we’re married?”

a smile possesses your face as you hook your arm with his. “of course i do! i just thought it’d be cute, you know?” he smiled in response.

diluc is no stranger to friendship bracelets. after all, him and kaeya used to make those for each other all the time. sometimes that young triplet consisting of a very dedicated jean, a shy kaeya and a mischievous diluc (sometimes a cutsey barbara who tried to eat the beads) would gather together to create and exchange such bracelets.

a tradition that diluc might’ve let go of but had never forgotten. when you go to sleep at night diluc immediately places your bracelet into a drawer where he kept all of the ones from his childhood.

K. KAZUHA — 枫原万叶

“is this a friendship bracelet? that’s very considerate of you, my love.” kazuha tilts your chin to press a feather-light kiss onto your lips, his touch so tender it was like being touched by sunlight itself. “but i thought we were passed our journey of friendship?” his hand travel down to your hips. squeezing them intently to bring you close to his flowery scent.

“or do i need to remind you that we’re lovers?” taking your hand in his, kazuha leaned his head down to press his lips against your knuckles, eyes peeking through his bangs as if to entice you. and, well, of course it did. kazuha knew just a simple glance at you paired with an affectionate grin was enough to lure you into loving his arms.

kazuha didn’t expect for a piece of handmade jewellery consisting of maple leaf charms with red string to become so sentimental to him, but it was only a matter of time till the bracelet helped become an engraved memory of you. he’d kiss it each time you were apart, hold it up against moonlight while stargazing, trying to illustrate your figure within a constellation.

wandering became more exciting. he’d get to slowly part from your lips, while still having a perpetual reminder of the love you shared with a few pieces of strings tied to his wrist alone.

kazuha, though content with this, always secretly craved to hear the sound of your voice as you called his name and reached out to him. however, within his life he’s learned one thing that has truly stood out; it’s the small things in life that mirror true beauty.

S. KOKOMI — 珊瑚宫心海

“your excellency? what is that on your wrist?” gorou tilted his head curiously, his ears twitching in tandem.

“hm? oh, this?” she shakes the coral coloured bracelet, making the beads and fish charms jingle excitedly as if they were jumping within sea waves. “haha, [name] gave it to me. it’s a friendship bracelet!” kokomi shows it off with pride, a flutter of flapping fins hit her ribcage in the form of her beating heart at the prospect of people seeing the deepness of your ocean-depth bond with just a few beads on a string.

burnout is utterly debilitating. as kokomi spends only a few minutes in her recluse corner within watatsumi, even the shimmering of pearls and the quiet sound of the shore isn’t enough to bring her fragmented energy to rest. nesting her head upon the bundled arms that laid carefully on her desk, she attempted to snooze. finding that she can just barely flutter her curled eyelashes close before an unbearable ache pinches her eyebrows into a knot.

feeling defeated, kokomi sits back up and taps her fingers absentmindedly on the wood, finding just a tiny bit of solace in the sound of clicking and clacking. wait…she quickly glanced at her wrist, noticing she completely forgot to take off her bracelet when preforming her duties. despite her fatigue, kokomi can’t help but exhale a smile. calloused fingers tweezing the bubbly fish charms in an attempt for stimuli that wasn’t so agonising.

she’s so glad she has you, even if that memory of you is withheld in something children share for an intended promise of foreverness.

SCARAMOUCHE — 斯卡拉姆齐

“are you twelve?“ scaramouche raises his eyebrows at you with a sneer, a look of either disgust or confusion on his face. “if i didn’t know any better, i’d say you were mocking me.”

“you’re short but not kid short!” you retorted to appease him, rolling your eyes at his annoying theatrics. did he really have to be so bitchy all the time? i guess when people say that short people tend to be the most angry because all that wrath is bottled into such a teeny body it’s very true…

the friendship bracelets (yes you made two!) were a representation of his journey from the malicious “balladeer” to the slightly less malicious and more so bittersweet wanderer. a contradicting colour palette yet his frosty and asshole attitude remained the same no matter what hue of the rainbow he was dipped in (should’ve been named skittle not scaramouche).

“if you don’t like it that much you don’t have to wear it, it’s not like i’m forcing you.” a pang of disappointed squeezed your chest heavily. it would’ve been fine if he just threw it away after a week or so. you would’ve been extremely hurt yes, but it’s better than having your own lover reject a handmade gift without even a thought for your feelings.

seeing your frown lines and the way your eyebrows scrunched together, scaramouche sighed and immediately snatched the bracelets back. quickly covering them over his wrist and crossing his arms over his chest defiantly. “i never said i wouldn’t wear it, stop being whiny.”

the slight embarrassment he felt was worth every stroke of blush on his cheeks if it meant he could see you smile brightly at something so childish.

S. HEIZOU — 鹿野院平藏

“it’s not our anniversary.” heizou stated simply.

“nope.”

“neither of our birthdays.”

“nope.”

“not a special achievement either.”

“nope.”

“alright, love, spill. what’s the occasion, hm? just in the mood to spoil me with your affections?” heizou threw his hands up in defeat. not being able to use his detective experience into deciphering why you decided to be so cute today and bless his otherwise uneventful day.

carefully, you wrapped the bracelet around his eager wrist. “no occasion~ just felt like giving you a friendship bracelet to show my love for you.” he raises an eyebrow. leaning to your eye level, heizou procures a look of confused distaste at your seemingly innocent admission. “friendship?” he looks away dejected, placing his hands on his hips. “and here i thought i was your very cool and sweet boyfriend.”

brushing away his dramatics and looping your arms around his neck to pull his pouty face in closer, you retaliate. “oh hush, you’re still my lovely dramatic boyfriend.” heizou smirked and leaned in impossibly close, his breath tickling your soft skin generously.

“then, could you show your love for me in another way too?” begrudgingly, you caved. moulding your lips with his while his hands gradually situated themselves on your hips. a chuckle escapes his occupied mouth, leaving a tingling feeling down your spine as you pull away, a bright smirk on his face. “thanks for the bracelet, baby~ i’ll be sure to wear it as my lucky charm during investigations!”

A. ITTO — 荒泷一斗

“well of course you’d want to bless the almighty arataki itto with such a gift! i humbly accept your offering~” itto sways a thumbs up, tongue rolling across his pointy teeth in an extravagant display of confident hubris. all in vain, of course. no amount of bravado could dull the charming blush on his cheeks; the way his grin hoisted into a genuine smile of gratitude or the way his eyes glistened with a familiar light; childlike wonder.

itto was never and has never been accustomed to such small things in life. honestly, he was lucky for a stranger to not throw insults, physical objects, hits, kicks, spit, and the like for his mere existence. a friendship bracelet was an event that was so far out of reach for the oni that the only thing he wanted to do right now was to kiss you stupid.

but, he couldn’t. he stood still, twiddling with the beads that nested against his wrist with a haze that was absentminded you felt like tapping him would cause a bubble to burst above his head for water to splash him awake.

the word “friend” doesn’t even register into his brain. he’s too content with the knowledge that your bond meant something to you. that he meant something to you.

you’ve never seen itto so quiet before. he’s usually this giant (literally) ball of energy that bounces around the place and shares an infectious attitude of confidence and joy with no restraint even to the most stoic, but right now, it was like he was that small vulnerable child again given a chance at redemption for simply living.

CYNO — 赛诺

cyno tilts his head to the side as he stares with pinched brows at the weaved threads of purple and yellow beads and charms that you held in front of you with a delicate hand. “what’s the bracelet for?”

“it’s a friendship bracelet!” taking the initiative, you wrap the bracelet around his relatively small wrist and watch in awe as it seems to match his palette perfectly. perhaps not his personality, but maybe if he wore this around regularly people wouldn’t be so frightened by his frozen features.

cyno went quiet for a moment, a look of confusion on his face. a look that made you shrink in shame. did he not like it? was something wrong with it? is it too childish for someone with such an esteemed status? all such baseless thoughts get immediately dispelled once cyno’s lips curl into a subtle grin, his eyes narrowing devilishly.

you’ve often seen this look when he’s about to score a rewarding win in a tcg tournament. but, he also had this look when…fuck. you sigh in defeat and simply let him say it. “why did the friendship bracelet break up with its partner?”

“…ha. why?”

“because it felt tied down.”

you know how in animes when someone says something very fucking stupid, it’s like the world echoes with silence to allow the person to truly feel the embarrassment from their words? you hoped that’s what cyno felt when you blank stared him with a thin line for your lips, hands clenching and unclenching as you fought the urge to squeeze his cheeks together.

“do you get it?” he asks, but before he can ramble about the absolutely articulate construction of his pun, you spring into action and press your lips passionately on his. of course, he replies eagerly. enjoying the clicking of the beads hitting together as his hand made it’s swift, instinctive movement to your waist.

LYNEY — 林尼

“mon ange…is this for me?” lyney smiles gently at you, sneaking the red bracelet onto his wrist. unable to take his away from the fine craftsmanship and the adorable details of hats, doves and some card charms. knowing you thought of him so directly and so in depth made his heart flutter the same way a dove’s wings expand after being liberated from a cooped cage.

“of course it is, it’s a friendship bracelet!” you clasp your hands behind your back, awaiting either his praise or his teasing — whatever he was in the mood for more. despite the happiness that surged through his heart like a bad game of throw the dart, believe me you shot him hard in the feels, lyney frowns.

“but, mon chéri…” he sighs in despair, a theatric hand over the very heart you had gripped tightly in your hand with a mere few beads of coloured wax. “i haven’t gotten a gift for you, i feel rather ashamed of myself.”

“don’t worry about that, this is just meant to be my good luck charm for you during your shows and…” your voice trailed off to him. not because he was uninterested but because he loved the buzzing sound of your melodic syllables each time your lips opened.

“ah, my dear,” lyney paused your affectionate rambles politely, “you’ve got something here…” you tilt your head to the side quizzically and await for him to point at it or take it out. he grins wildly. “well, isn’t that cute?” lyney chuckles softly and while leaning suuuper close to your ear, ‘magically’ pulls out a rainbow rose from seemingly no where.

“it seems we’re even now, hm?” he gestures, handing the rose over with a wink, leaving a cheeky kiss to your jawline in gratitude.

LYNETTE — 琳妮特

knowing lynette’s character and demeanour intricately, you’re aware that grand gestures aren’t at all her thing. she can barely handle a tea time conversation with someone if she’s forced to play an active role.

the bracelet sat enclosed within your palm as you rambled on about your day to lynette, feeling an unshakable amount of anxiety vomiting into your gut for no reason but overthinking. you’ve been avoiding giving her this bracelet for a week now in fear she’ll find very little value or use in something so minimal.

“you have something you want to give me.” a phrase intended as a question, but said more so as a statement.

“i…uh, how did you know?” you laugh and play with the strings of the bracelet cautiously as to not break it.

“your eyebrows are furrowed and you keep glancing away from me.” she analyses you like a real robot…i guess she’s really committed to that bit. either that or she just loves you too much that being unable to read your expressions would be a grievous sin on her part.

with a sigh of defeat, you slide over the bracelet to her with an awkward smile paling your usually joyous lips. “i made a friendship bracelet for you…thought it’d be cute.” lynette doesn’t understand people around her a majority of the time. truly, she doesn’t even want to, it’s not like she needs to either since she has her brother to leech on and others to fool with her robotic party trick and yet, she can’t help but wonder why it is you choose to defend yourself over something so sweet.

“thank you, it’s cute. i’ll wear it for my next show if i’m able to.” her lips curve upward in what to most would seem like a twenty degree uplift, but to you, it meant quite literally everything.

FREMINET — 菲米尼

nothing. no amount of experiences with his interactions with people could’ve prepared him for the absolute heart attack that was this gesture.

he loved it, too much. he wishes he could just dip back into the ocean depths. indulge in a meaningless conversation with the tidalga, or even express his feelings of adoration to you to pers. but currently, it was only you two sharing a humble moment together. no person he could lean in, no space he could rush the words he’d love to say to you in gratitude for the gift.

and you knew that. and that’s what he also loved about you. how willing you were to accept and love him even with him being less socially adept than a coral reef. feeling the cool and vibrant coloured bracelet tilt around his wrist and knot in place, he smiled wobbly.

between the silence, you knew that the quiet smile and nod meant more than his stammered and hushed words could ever express. leaning in to press a kiss to the side of his wrist and cheek, freminet manages to gulp a bit of courage and swallow his static and tingly anxiety, reaching to kiss your forehead. letting his lips linger momentarily before he backed away. “thank you…”

FURINA — 芙宁娜

heartbeat pounding in her ears. eyes narrowing into puffy circles. her bottom lip bitten brutally by her gnashing teeth. hands shaky, making her teacup tremble within her grip. why were you glaring at her so intensely?!

first the invitation for a tea party with only you two as the special guests. second the ominous letter claiming you two “need to talk.” and now, you were completely quiet and calmly snacking, drinking away several blends of tea without a word! it was absolutely ridiculous to think the one person she has entrusted her still mending heart with is ignoring all the clear signs of hesitance and vulnerabilities within the relationship despite them all being initiated by them!

“so, furina.” you clasp your hands together, an impish look transforming your usually peaceful face. her heartbeat stammers as her eyes meet yours in a tender glance. “uhm..yeah?” furina attempts to appear more courageous than she is, but truly, she’s shitting it (for lack of a better term).

the silence stretched on for too long before you giggled and pulled up a blue and white toned bracelet from your sleeves, shaking it with your fingertips with a kind smile. “i made you a friendship bracelet!”

a ghost wavered out of her frightened soul, the tea in her hand put down at this point so she can savour the comforting feeling of her head in her hands. being a gorgeous, shining star in the spotlight of fontaine’s grand stage, furina isn’t a secondhand stranger to gifts. whether they’ve been given to her personally, awkwardly, silently, with no words signed or a creepy letter attached expressing their reverence.

she wishes you’d sometimes go that route instead of matching her in these theatrics! begrudgingly, despite the little flutter in her heart, she slipped the bracelet onto her wrist and looked at you with a pout that you couldn’t help but lean in to kiss.

NEUVILLETTE — 那维莱特

neuvillette hums a tune along to the orchestra of the vinyl. an accompanying sound of his pen hastily itching onto the paper adding to the rhythm. his door opens and while he’d normally remain quietly focused on his piling paperwork, he recognised this particular patter of footsteps coming towards him. you.

smiling habitually and peering his head up, neuvillette greeted you lovingly. “hello, my love. what brings you here today? did you get in trouble?” he knew the reason you’d come ushering into his office was hardly with the intention of getting him to aid you with your troublesome quarrels, but rather, you just wanting his love and affection that he was more than willing to fulfil. if time allowed, of course.

“no, no. nothing like that, yet…” you grinned and neuvillette looked at you with a playful look of disappointment at the hesitance. “i made you a gift!” with a prideful aura that was less arrogance and more pure joy, you presented the bracelet to him. he wasted no time in stirring the small bundle of fabric and beads with his gloves. “look,” you pointed eagerly, “i even managed to commission some furina and melusine charms! you know how we always joke about them being like our children? i thought i’d be a cute addition!”

he exhaled a satisfactory laugh in agreement, interlocking your hand in his to press a kiss to your knuckles in thanks. “cute, indeed. thank you, mon chéri. you’re too sweet sometimes.” you sit on the edge of his desk, watching excitedly as he places the bracelet onto his wrist. “as a gift in return, after i’m done with work, how about we take a nice stroll together? i assure you, no rain will interrupt our serenity so long as you’re by my side.”

NAVIA — 娜维娅

immediately gushes at you as your palm opens to present the gold and blue hued bracelet to her, adorned with rose charms that you personally painted in gold and a greyish blue to accentuate her outfit if she decides to wear it. it was less a decision and more a necessity.

she delicately handled the bracelet onto her wrist and kissed both of your cheeks in gratitude, “thank you so much, sweetheart! this is so cute…but what’s the occasion? it’s not our anniversary or anything like that.” navia smiled at you, playing with some of the little roses and twirling them around in appreciation.

“it’s a friendship bracelet!”

her lips pucker into a pout as she starts to coddle you within her arms, occasionally swinging you around gently. “you’re so absolutely adorable!” she nips at your earlobe, kissing it as a form of apology. “but honey, you do know we aren’t just friends right?” navia captures your cheeks within her palms. “we’re lovers!” she presses several kisses across your face, ending her affectionate spillage with a press of her lips on yours.

“oops— haha, sorry i got lipstick all over you, darling.” navia chuckled and began wiping away all the lipstick smudges from your pretty face. yet her attempts bore no fruit. instead of wiping away anything, she only made it oh so much worse. “ah well, guess we both got presents from one another today?” she snickers, twirling her wrist to show off the bracelet with a wink.

GA MING — 嘉明

if you thought this man’s eyes couldn’t get any brighter, then you’re absolutely dead wrong. if you thought he could jump high while lion dancing, you’re also absolutely dead wrong!

he could outrun god right now. if you asked him to defeat a hoard of lined up mondstadt and liyue treasure hoarders, he’d do it in a heartbeat. what possessed you to be so cute?! do you seriously think he can take another heart attack like this after the one he had during lantern rite?

you aren’t able to say much or even explain your reasons for as to why you decided to make this nor what it even is or represents before ga ming smacks his lips messily all over your face. a mixture of your own gloss from kissing you earlier and his own saliva stick to your skin sloppily and you can’t help but feel both enamoured and grossly repulsed at the mixture of sticky wetness on your cheeks as well as the love that seemed to glow like fireworks.

“mmuah~! i love you so much…are you trying to make me cry?” he pouts, becoming a giggling mess as soon as you roll your eyes at his dramatics.

he keeps the bracelet on every day. sometimes he’ll be pouty all day if he’s unable to wear it in fear of it snapping and wasting away all your precious hard work due to either his negligence or the pains of manual labour…he’ll have to cope with simply glancing at the red imprints the beads had left intended onto his skin for satisfaction.

CHIORI — 千织

“what is this?” she jingles the vivid and strong orange coloured bracelet in front of her face, appreciating the tiny details of the cute sewing equipment charms and what looked to be handmade porcelain bows embedded onto some beads.

“it’s a friendship bracelet!” you gleam at her, pride evident in your face at your creation. she hums in agreement; it was certainly something alright.

“oh. cute.” that’s all the genuine feedback she could give you without mentioning how tacky it would look with her attire — it was an affectionate gesture, one which she didn’t want to undermine and therefore, with little complaint despite her own personal conflicts, she slipped the bracelet onto her wrist, extending her hand out and twirling it to admire the craftsmanship.

you won’t see her actively wearing it out in every day life, perhaps you’ll manage to sneak a glimpse of her playing with the beads while she’s going over some designs in her sketchbook but otherwise, her gloved hands contain nothing but the smell of perfume.

not that she’d admit it outright until you asked, but the real reason she refuses to wear your bracelet daily is for a simple reason; she doesn’t want it to break in order to have that constant reminder of you as she goes to bed and stares up at her ceiling with the bracelet being coddled between her fingertips.

ARLECCHINO — 阿蕾奇诺

“you’re so childish.” she muses, tracing her nails across the beads, eliciting a weird clacking sound as the charms and beads hit against each other. “but i suppose that’s also an alluring aspect to you.” she ushers the bracelet onto her wrist. despite it being completely covered, there was something even more intimate about her gift being a part of a hidden identity for her; your affection only intended for your gorgeous eyes and her narrowed ones.

tilting your head to her eye-level, you can smell her musky perfume. she leaned in for a kiss. her lips tasting like flavoured gloss consisting of all sorts of red berries, an accurate mirror to the rosey colour of her bright lips. a sneaky hand traced circles around your hips and waist as she attempted to take your breath away. a scythe is a befitting weapon for a woman who’s kiss was practically a notion for death.

she’s used to her children offering gifts and trinkets to her. rocks, random jewellery they crafted with glue, messy crayon drawings, sometimes even in the most macabre scenarios, blood itself. each of those, however, she cherished wholeheartedly. the same way she’d cherish the bond between you two that she’d never allow for anyone to break.

so long as she continuously receives silly gestures like this, she’s convinced she’ll be able to hold you within her embrace with very little effort.

©STARYUEE do not copy, steal or repost ♡ ᴜsᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ ʙᴇ ɪʜᴇᴀʀᴛɢᴀɴʏᴜ

[st4rrth0ughts]

imagine fucking your pretty boy in a mating press... ♡

Hearing shrill sobs escape his lips as he's pounded into the bed, his legs dangling limply over your shoulder as he feels your cock spilt him in half. Letting out delirious shrieks and mewls when you reach so deep into his pussy that he swears he's seeing stars. Grab his hands and pin them above his face, not letting him grab onto anything or try and cover his pretty expression as fat tears drip down his cheeks. Make him beg for your knot, beg you to fill him up, get him pregnant. Cum deep and hard inside him, his voice breaking as he creams around your fat cock over and over again, eyes rolling back as he sobs and begs for mercy. Your seed dripping out of his abused pussy. Fuck your cum back into his red puffy cunt, break him until the only thing he can say and remember is your name~♡

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dainsleif, wriothesley, kaeya, itto, gorou, albedo, zhongli, wanderer, heizou, kazuha, xiao, venti, kaveh, alhaitham, tighnari, lyney, thoma, diluc, neuvillette, ayato, childe, cyno, blade, imbibitor lunae, dan heng, dr. ratio, jingyuan, argenti, welt, luka, sampo, gepard, luocha, your faves~

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[heartsiez]

So like we getting that p2 right 🧍

I mean kazuha deserve what happened to him

PLEASE?

⌗ kazuha x gn!reader

⌗ angst to fluff and minor jealous!kazuha

( part 1 here )

— kazuha

it had been two weeks since you had last seen kazuha and even though you were the one that left you missed him so much.

as you sat on your bed inside a small liyue motel just on the outskirts of the city you kept thinking to yourself, ‘maybe i shouldn’t of left? maybe i should’ve stayed with him?’

but you knew better, well you thought you did. kazuha was probably enjoying being free then feeling like he has to come back to see you.

you sighed and got up to the bathroom to wash your face. as you stared into the mirror you remembered when kazuha used to come up behind you and tell you you looked wonderful.

sucking in your tears you washed your face again and changed into your clothes for work. luckily you were able to get a job at this small restaurant owned by a girl called xiangling and her father.

xiangling was sick so you had to fill in for her. locking your motel door you walked out and made your way into the city.

you breathed in the fresh air and listened to the busy place around you, feeling your mood boost a little already. strolling through, many people had greeted you having gained a small reputation already for your delicious dishes.

when you got to the restaurant you spotted a man there already at the counter. maybe someone new? you walked closer to see that you were indeed correct. “hello, are you here to assist me today?” you said to the man.

“oh uh..” the man stared at you, he felt like his breath had been taken away from him, “y-yes! im actually starting this job today.” he smiled at you.

“oh well it’s always nice to have new people,” smiling slightly. “so what’s your name?”

“oh, my names omai.” still keeping his smile, “what’s yours?”

“my names y/n…” you murmured as you assisted the customers lining up.

“nice name!” he said back, walking over to cook the orders.

a week passed rather quickly and you had gotten to know omai a lot more. he was in fact a shy person but he said he felt different towards you which made you glad to have a friend in this city.

you went to work again today and said your usual greetings to omai.

time passed rather slowly, you and omai having small conversations during or switching between him taking orders and you making them.

“hey wanna swap? these customers are getting a bit bossy…” he turned to you.

“oh? so you’re giving me the hard work huh.” you scoffed acting offended.

“oh n-no, i didn’t mean in that way i meant like-” you interrupted him by laughing and he swore his heart fluttered. “omai, don’t worry i’m just kidding, let switch.”

he slowly nodded and walked over to where you were with you walking back over to the counter.

“hey welcome, what can i get for you today-” you stopped instantly and your heart dropped into your stomach, you felt like throwing up.

“is something wrong?” the customer asked looking at you weirdly. “no, n-nothing.” you muttered. it’s the person behind you, you wanted to say.

why was kazuha here? why was he in liyue? why was he in the line up? you felt like fainting when he made eye contact with you, his eyes widening at the sight.

you almost fell back onto the ground but felt arms catch you before you could fall. “y/n, are you okay?” omai said worried.

you swallowed, hard, and nodded your head slowly. omai could feel your nails dig into his skin which made him flinch. “hey, are you sure because you don’t look-” he stopped his speaking when you pushed yourself out of his arms and ran out of the room.

you hid outside at the back of the restaurant and sat against the wall banging your head against it and controlled your breathing.

you groaned, you know you wished to see him just one more time but you didn’t want it to be when you weren’t over him yet.

you really hoped kazuha didn’t see where you ran off to, you didn’t want him to see you like this or see you at all.

you repeated inside your head, ‘please don’t follow me, please don’t follow me, please don’t follow me.’ but your thoughts were interrupted when you heard footsteps.

you quickly scrambled to your feet and moved the furtherest away from where the footsteps were coming from.

you shut your eyes tightly, hearing your heartbeats take over the footstep noises. this felt like it was dragging on forever until you felt a hand on your shoulder and your eyes shot open.

it was omai. “y/n, what happened?” he asked you.

you let out a breath you’ve been holding this entire time, “i just saw someone.. don’t worry.”

“someone? did they do something bad to you? or were they just giving you a rough time in the line?”

“neither, it’s just-… nevermind.” you sighed. “mmh, okay well if it happens again please tell me. i’ll sort that person out for you.” he said putting both his hands on your shoulders.

you gave a small smile to him and nodded, silence taking over. you could hear footsteps coming up, probably just a customer coming to complain there’s nobody at the counter.

you both just stared at each other, it was a weird moment and you started to feel uncomfortable, “hey i’m just gonna go back-” he interrupted your speaking when he started to kiss you on the lips.

you smacked him away from you, “omai what the fuck?” his eyes widened at the action he did, “shit y/n i’m sorry- i should’ve just, shit…” he groaned putting his head in his hands.

you just stared at him wanting him to continue, you’ve felt the presence behind you ever since he kissed you, but you didn’t care thinking it was just the customer from before wanting their food.

“look i-.. would you want to go out with me?” he asked staring into your eyes. you stiffened, “i’m… what?”

“would you like to go out with me.” he repeated more sternly making you annoyed, “no, i’m sorry.” you said.

“why?” he asked moving closer, “i just… i like someone else.” you confessed to him. “who is this person?”

you gave him a weird look, “is it any of your business? actually don’t even answer because it’s not.”

“y/n please just tell me so i know you’re not making it up just to not go out with me.” omai sighed.

“it’s my ex.” you almost shouted it out, getting annoyed at omai. even if you were making it up does it even matter? you said no.

you would’ve almost missed the smile that flashed on his face quickly if it weren’t for the way your eyes were boring into him.

“your ex?” he chuckled, “if you give me a chance maybe you could see that id be way better than him-”

“no.” you glared at him, “please just- don’t bother coming back to work anymore. i’ll be talking to xiangling about this.”

you swiftly ran off, moving out of the way of the unknown person who was watching the entire time.

you felt so frustrated that you didn’t even bother going to continue work for that day, you just ran home.

you could feel someone following you which made you in an even worse mood, ‘could he just not leave you alone? how many times do you have to say no?’

when you got to your door you hoped he would stop following you but no, you could still feel the presence behind you when you went to open the door.

“omai, how many times do i have to say-…” you felt the words disappear from your mouth when you saw it wasn’t omai but kazuha instead.

“kazuha.” you breathed out lightly. “y/n.” he said back giving a small smile, “can we talk?” he asked quietly.

you slowly nodded opening up the door. you swallowed, “uhm, come- come in.” holding the door for him.

he nodded slightly as he walked in, a thing he used to do whenever you would hold the door for him, it was a way of saying thank you.

when you both sat down on the couch you couldn’t stop fidgeting, you would do it whenever you felt nervous.

still struggling to sit comfortably you felt a hand place itself on your thigh, you looked up and saw it was kazuhas hand which suddenly made you feel calm.

“hey it’s okay.” he said softly keeping his gaze on you, “yeah, yeah… uh so what did you want to talk about?” acting oblivious.

kazuha laughed, “i’m sure you know y/n. i want explain myself and apologise to you.. in hopes you’ll reconsider our relationship.”

you can just ask to get back together with me and i’ll take you back.. you thought staring into his eyes.

“y/n?” kazuha said moving closer as in to check if you were sleeping with your eyes open or something.

“oh yes, please continue.” nodding to him.

“okay it’s sort of long but i’ll try to sum it up.” smiling slightly, “the reasons why i would always keep stuff from you and be away for ages is because… i was getting ready to propose to you.”

you couldn’t stop the way your whole body tensed and the way your eyes widened, kazuha squeezed your thigh to try get you back from shock.

“i.. i would work long days at any different jobs to afford the ring i want to get you.” he chuckled, “it was worth a lot and it was tiring working all those jobs but it was worth it because i knew it would make you happy.”

“you… you were going to propose?” you asked him, still in shock. kazuha nodded just staring into your eyes.

“well what about the letters? you never replied and never seemed interested in what i had to say…” you stared down at his hand rubbing your leg.

“oh.. this so embarrassing but i would try to tone down the way i wrote so you didn’t catch onto anything… i would stop writing back because i would’ve just proposed to you in there.”

you couldn’t stop the small laugh that appeared out of your mouth, “kazu’ i would’ve said yes anyways. it doesn’t need to be in a special way you know…” you placed your hand on top of his, “but i do have to admit that it hurt me when you stopped replying, you should’ve thought of how i would’ve felt.”

“i know.” he murmured, “when i came back and saw the note you left i reflected on my actions. i then left inazuma and looked for you everywhere, only for you to be in liyue.”

“did you really?” your eyes widening. “of course i did y/n, i love you, a lot.”

your eyes softened at him and you smiled lightly, “i love you too kazuha and i forgive you, just please stop getting ahead of yourself.”

kazuha put his hands on your jaw and pulls you in for a kiss, you’re surprised at first but give. you feel his fingers press at the nape of your neck and trail down your spine. you gasp into the kiss which makes him grin and pull away.

“what was that for? that’s a little more then you used to.” giving him a suspicious look.

“that.. omai was it? he kissed you..” he said glaring at the floor.

“oh my god, you were the person watching? i thought it was a customer.” groaning from feeling frustrated again at the memory.

“yes i was unfortunately… just make sure nobody else gets to kiss you okay? nobody but me.” kazuha said look back up at you.

you chuckled at his whining, “of course i will.”

he smiled with his eyes before taking both of your hands in his, “you said it didn’t matter in what way i ask you so… what do you say about my proposal?”

your eyes glimmered as you grip his hands harder,

“i say yes.”

⌗ part two is finally here!! @apyrose u also asked to be tagged so here:))

[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.

[sh1-n0bu]

𝔫𝔬𝔟𝔲’𝔰 𝔨𝔦𝔫𝔨𝔱𝔬𝔟𝔢𝔯 𝔬𝔣 2023!

day 28: aphrodisiac with kaedehara kazuha from genshin impact

warnings: accidental usage of aphrodisiac, mentions of alcohol, slight exhibitionism, thigh riding, cumming untouched, small dick anemo men<3

notes: pretty boy and how pretty they would look crying

if kazuha knew that someone had accidentally spilled aphrodisiacs into his drink, he would have still drank it all without hesitation. why? just so he can act like a desperate cat in hear with you without consequences. the others on the crux can see it as kazuha being drunk because everyone knows he’s a lightweight. while you? you know exactly what it was he drank.

how could you not know? it was just oozing off of him in waves. he didn’t smelled like alcohol but his face was flushed beet red. he wasn’t drunk but he was slurring and tripping over his words. he definitely wasn’t drunk but he was acting like it as he grinds his tiny bulge over your thigh.

“heeheheee~ [name], you’re not tired yet, r-right?” kazuha drawls out, tripping over his own words and legs as he continues to keep you flush against the wall and himself. if he was sane and in control of his own body and mind, he would have realized the place they were in right now. at the hallways of the crux where any passerby could see them. more specifically, how kazuha was acting.

it would be unwise for the samurai to be found like this. all flushed and unable to stay on his own two feet as he keeps clinging to you tightly. arms wrapped around your neck, tiny bulge hidden behind his kimono shorts being pushed against your thigh.

with a sigh, you relent to your drugged up lover’s wishes, wrapping your arms around his waist and pulling him closer to yourself. which caused him to drag his cock over your thigh, to which he immediately reacted with a moan. ah, how easily sensitive he was when intoxicated.

“no. i am not exhausted, yet” you make a point to emphasize the word ‘yet’ as your hands settle on his hips, guiding him to drag his cock over your thigh slowly. kazuha’s knees buckle under himself at your action, the motion and pace that you settled for him making him lose his leftover strength.

“but the drinking competition just now did sap away all of my leftover energy” you couldn’t hold back a chuckle as kazuha whines at your words, pouting up at you with puckered lips. drugged up and yet still so needy. that was your liver alright.

“however, i suppose i can help you out this once” with that, you flex your muscles, pushing him down on your muscles slightly. the samurai whines at that, slurred words of how good it felt coming out of his lips. gently, you bounce him on your thigh, helping him grind himself on your muscles.

his reactions were immediate and quick. he was moaning, whining and whimpering as you continued to grind him down on your leg, grinning at his adorable reactions. he had such a small cock, almost unnoticeable. makes you want to tease him at times.

“aaah — mmghn!! c-close! [name]…♡︎!!” before he could warn you of his quickly approaching climax, kazuha finds himself cumming into his kimono shorts, staining the dark fabrics and making it turn slightly darker color. it felt sticky and wet. covering his crotch and even staining some parts of your pant leg yet kazuha finds himself wanting more. craving it even.

“[n-nameee]~” the samurai whines out your name, tugging on the fabrics of your shirt collar. ah, seemed like he wanted the same thing that you were craving. what a long night it would be.

[mccnstruck]

MORNING TEXTS WITH KAZUHA !!

[alhaithamtit]

cw:dom!top!reader submissive men cumming untouched

IMAGINE

making him feel all dazy and fuzzy just from the way you kiss and suck on his tongue while caressing his hair. he couldn't form a single coherent thought when he came just from you cooing petnames at him and grinding on his clothed dick. and when you pull out his cock from his cum covered underwear and start rubbing on his slit with your thumb- god. he gasped so loudly. All he could think of was your name and how good you made him feel.

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