#cipher hsr x reader

[ladymothbeth]

Leaks hsr 3.3 [Cipher-emotions]

I REPEAT SHE HAS FANGS, I REPEAT. THE. FANGS❗❗

[elysixns]

Chrysos Heirs as Romance Tropes !

Content: GN!Reader, (mostly) fluff

🌹 Note: I am not well versed in romance as a genre, so forgive me if some sections are a bit wonky! I ended up watching several romcoms for inspiration, lol

Aglaea

Meet-Cute & Strangers to Lovers

I think that Aglaea is someone who struggles to get closer to others because of her reputation. The other Chrysos Heirs know that she's a loving person, often to the point of being meddlesome, but to those who do not walk the path of fated sacrifice? To them, Aglaea is both as beautiful as she is inhuman.

Because of this, I believe that the most fitting romance trope for her would be the kind of trope in which the other person 1.) realizes that Lady Goldweaver is in fact not as scary as rumors make her out to be, and 2.) decides that they want to spend as much time as they can learning more about her.

A meet cute at the marmoreal market is the perfect place for Aglaea to stumble into her future spouse by complete accident. Perhaps they're short on cash for a gift they want to buy for a loved one, so she decides to buy it for them; maybe they fumble a sentence and trip over their words in front of her, and Aglaea finds herself endeared enough to tease them a little more.

Whatever the case, they catch her eye (or she catches theirs!), and she decides to get to know them better after that. :3

Phainon

Friends to Lovers & Mutual pining

Phainon isn't stupid, but he also isn't very bright when it comes to others feelings– Or maybe it's more accurate to say that he chooses not to read too much into what others do or say, because he doesn't want to psychoanalyze them or misinterpret their intentions.

The kind of love that can potentially blossom between dear friends is the perfect romance for Phai, because he's someone who takes quite a bit to put 100% of his trust into someone, and because he feels more confident in being able to accurately guess what his friends are thinking.

It doesn't matter one way or the other if Phainon's potential love interest is more soft spoken or outgoing, or if they show their love via kindness or competition; once Phainon's decided to trust them implicitly, it's as if he can read their very thoughts through their eyes alone.

After that happens, it's only a matter of time before Phainon prepares to confess either through a sparring competition or through a stupidly over-the-top romantic picnic on one of the many rooftops in Okhema.

Castorice

First Love & Opposites Attract

Cas has spent most of her life in shadows; not out of fear of the light, but out of fear that she'd somehow manage to extinguish it just by existing. Because of this, she's never really entertained the idea of romance to begin with; Cas could barely allow herself to daydream about friendship as a young girl, she couldn't bear to taint romantic love with her fantasies as well.

For this reason, I believe that first love + opposites attract are definitely the tropes for her. Meeting someone more boisterous and passionate than her would give Cas the courage she needs to actively seek joy in others and in herself (something that she never thought she could do to begin with).

If her love interest could manage to break down the walls that Cas has built over the course of a thousand years, then she will absolutely take her chance and confess to them (looming prophecy and eternal loneliness be damned).

Falling in love is almost always terrifying (doubly so for Castorice), but realizing that someone in the world actually feels that way about her would do wonders for her self-esteem and confidence.

Mydeimos

Power Couple & Star-Crossed Lovers

Mydei is someone who gives as much of himself as possible for others safety, so I believe he'd benefit from a relationship in which his partner were his equal on that front; someone who, like him, is willing to (and has proven to) risk their life for the things they want to protect; someone who sticks to their ideals and doesn't back down (especially when those ideals are challenged), is the kind of person that Mydei would end up being drawn to the most.

Despite fate dictating that Mydei and his love interest won't be together for much longer, he deigns to be selfish just this once, if only to find a moment of security and companionship in someone that truly loves him.

In the end, even if it's only a temporary safe haven, it's one that I think Mydei would manage to bask in nonetheless. Is it cruel on his part to indulge in romance after fate has penned such a tragic finale for him? Maybe, but it's not like his love interest is ignorant to the risk either. Whatever happens, the two of them have already made peace with the fact that they'll both burn for their choices.

Anaxagoras

Miscommunication & One-Sided Pining

OKAY!! Hear me out, I just think this one would be really funny. Imagine for a moment a scholar who decided to sit in on one of Anaxa's lectures out of sheer curiosity. His prosing speeches are almost indecipherable to them, so whenever he addresses these rambles directly to them, they simply stay silent and listen to him speak (just like me fr).

Anaxa, ever the egoist, initially takes this silence as a lack of interest, and point blank tells this scholar to stop coming to his lectures. It isn't until after Anaxa saves them during the attack on the Grove that the scholar finally confesses: they do care about Anaxa's research (because they care about HIM), they're just fucking stupid!!! And they need him to dumb down what he's talking about!

I believe that since Anaxa is such a benevolent and patient teacher, he would end up giving the scholar a second chance at proving themself to him. If anyone were to ask why he did that, Anaxa would be silent for several moments whilst coming up with some kind of excuse because he doesn't actually have an answer.

(It's the way their eyes light up when he finally gets through to them and the way they look at him when they think he doesn't notice. How interesting it is to see them smile like that.)

Cipher

Rivals to Lovers & Forced Proximity

Thievery comes easy to the Chrysos Heir whom has the blessing of Zagreus, and in all her years (of which there are many), she has never had competition in being the absolute best at deceiving others. Until one day, word reaches Okhema of a mortal who has managed to swindle almost every noble family still standing out of over half their coin!

In any other context, Cipher would've looked the other way and shrugged off such a blatant challenge for her crown (and she really did try to at first). Until one day, a certain gift that sweet Castorice was making gets swiped, and it isn't Cipher's doing this time!

The little game of cat and mouse (hah) that ensues after comes to a head when Cipher and her love interest RIVAL end up trapped in a half collapsed ruin near the outskirts of Castrum Kremnos, where, rather than fighting (or perhaps in the midst of it), the two end up getting to know more about each other whilst awaiting rescue.

Cipher ends up realizing that her love interest is way too fun to kill or best, and since she so loves to play games, she deigns to allow them to keep thieving alongside her.

[euphrinsia]

phainon is no stranger to being a gentleman. whenever the two of you are spending time with one another, he would always be the one to treat you whether it was to lunch or even shopping in the local market. you'll always find his hand pressed to the small of your back but while weaving through crowds, he's got his arm wrapped around your shoulder in order not to lose you in the mass of people. this man is willing to give you the royalty treatment simply because you deserve it. when phainon finds himself deep in his thoughts, you will always be lingering at the back of his mind, and he unconsciously smiles at the mere thought of you.

despite her heart that had long been frozen, aglaea does not fail in the romance department. if you find yourself in the heroes' bath, she will tend to whatever needs you may have and even accompany you during your stay. if she happens to find the time, she will use it wisely and sew a brand new garment just for you. she has already wrapped it up and will hold onto it until she sees you again. the warmth you give by simply being by her side is so unfamiliar yet it is enough to begin thawing her frosted heart.

for the crown prince of castrum kremnos, mydei isn't exactly known for having a kind nature. regardless of his intimidating appearance, it's quite obvious that the prince has grown to have a soft spot for you. if there is someone causing you trouble, mydei will appear by your side and he's already scared the person off with merely one sentence. sometimes the two of you would engage in playful banter, countering the other’s teasing remark with another. mydei will never succumb to fatigue in the midst of battle for he always reminds himself that you are waiting for him on the other side.

being the first chrysos heir to obtain a titan's coreflame and ascend to that of a demi-god, tribbie finds themselves to be somewhat of a mentor figure towards the others. if they ever find out that you're not feeling well, they will make sure to remind you to always take care of yourself. they are always happy to educate you about various topics as they take joy in being able to talk for hours and having someone listening to them intently. it is only natural for the teacher to worry about their student’s well being, how else will they be able to continue guiding you if you’re not in a stable condition to be guided?

she may have no experience whatsoever about romance but that doesn't mean castorice refuses to try and learn. she takes interest in the things that bring you joy and will remember the smallest and most random things about yourself. although her power restricts herself from making any physical contact with you, castorice makes sure to keep you safe and free from harm's way. each passing moment that she spends with you, castorice cherishes each and every one all the same. the servant of death is no stranger to the inevitable fate that awaits you but she cannot even bring herself to think about that when you were so intertwined in the present.

a genius and a charmer basically sums up the kind of person that anaxa is. he is always amused to see you fascinated whenever he displays the unique magic that he holds. similar to tribbie, he is fond of teaching you things without making you feel dumb. he dislikes whenever you downplay your intelligence and assures you that you're talented and intellectually capable in your own way. anaxa is a firm believer that every little part of your being is fascinating, it makes him inclined to continue finding out more about who you are.

hyacine always finds herself pleased to see how well you respond to her affection. although a little shy at first, she is willing to try different things with you. after a tiring day, hyacine simply wants to lay down on a sturdy branch of a big tree with you beside her, watching the birds soar through the sky while the suns fall and stars rise. the priest does not know what future lies in store but what she does know is that one day, when you two have passed on, you will take to the skies beside one another and soar to the stars.. just like the birds the two of you have watched do all the time.

just like how she has a talent for swiping people's valuables, cipher sure has a talent for stealing your heart. seeing as you're already aware of her skill of sleight, you find yourself wondering which poor citizen she swiped whenever you receive a gift from her. although a thief should never linger too long around their target, cipher cannot refuse any request of physical touch from you. you don’t expect much out of the aftermath of a bad day, at least not until a certain thief shows up at your doorstep and greets you with a flower or two that had been swiped from one of the largest flower fields that amphoreus has to offer.

note: written before version 3.1 therefore some if not most characters are ooc. tribbie’s scenario is purely platonic, otherwise the rest of them can be intepreted as romantic or platonic.

©rinsanityy 2025 do not plagiarize or repost my content.

[meebochii]

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[venusandsaturnsrings]

★彡 HOT MESS!

synopsis: i just wanted to share what i think the amphoreus characters’ favourite positions are. this is that!! ♪(๑ᴖ◡ᴖ๑)♪

contains: phainon (breeding and marathon), mydei (just sof n sweet), aglaea (clothed i feel like this doesn’t count), castorice (voyeurism), anaxa (degradation), cipher (scissoring) and, fem/afab reader in all.

⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚ PHAINON - MATING PRESS

the skin between you both is wet and hot, thick with deep sighs and pitched moans leaking from mouths not separated for long. phainon is often insatiable when he finally gets to have you as he tends to torture himself through feelings of guilt and undeserving and it takes some time to soften him up occasionally. but now? your legs are cramped harder than ever before but gods it feels good. he’s deep and thick and keeps pressing himself into you in a way that, despite the protection, feels so unbelievably raw. everything he does tends to have that feeling, though, his nature itself being honest and true. his face falls to your neck as he grips your calves a little tighter and you can feel the way his thrusts grow shallower and sloppier with each second until he’s tight like a bowstring spilling himself over. phainon is groaning with each open mouth kissed he plants messily on your neck, drool sliding down to the sheets as he gyrates his hips against you, using his pelvis to pull your own climax out.

⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚ MYDEI - MISSIONARY

loose lips sink ships but you’d be lying if you said you hadn’t let out a couple insider secrets about your bedroom life before. people assume mydeimos to be a brute in and out of bed but it’s best they know that’s not really the truth. in the reality you so luckily get to live in, mydei is most flustered and finishes the fastest when you’re face to face with legs loosely spread to accommodate his form. he’s a gentleman, truthfully, longing to treat you so perfectly not even a titan could find a flaw in his behaviour. calloused fingertips touch you everywhere you need and his voice is soft as he bites back groans in favour of listening to you and mumbling praises so sweet you fear your teeth may fall out. you often catch his eyebrow twitch in the way it does whenever he’s close within seconds of him sliding to the hilt each time you’re like this. each time he staves off the feeling to get you there first, there’s probably a dozen or more words for ‘devotion’ in the Kremnoan language and mydei proves it consistently.

⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚ AGLAEA - CLOTHED

she’s a classy lady with perhaps not so classy tastes. aglaea loves getting to style and dress you up, and as her dutiful lover, you’d never deny her such. she takes great pleasure in designing things exclusively for you, tops, gowns, lingerie, and more, and takes just as much pleasure in you fall apart still adorned in them. it’s almost like a form of marking, her threads noting every little movement you make still wearing her most recent creation as her hands and mouth dance across your skin. aglaea is sadistic in a way, teasing you through layers of chiffon and silk, adoring how you soak the garments and beg for more. she often finds herself never needed for the favour returned as feeling you writhe and come undone by her ministrations in her designs is more than enough to satisfy that itch.

⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚ CASTORICE - MUTUAL

sweet and quiet is how most people would describe your loving girlfriend, castorice. and you share the sentiment save for whenever you’re across from each other working your own bodies. it’s really a shame she cannot touch you and vice versa but you cope knowing just looking at you is enough for her. castorice adores seeing you use your fingers to spread your folds apart, wet and shiny just for her eyes, and is jealous of the hands, yours, that get to fondle your chest. regardless, she can’t help but be loud whenever she’s blessed with the sight of you coming undone before her eyes. her moans and whimpers crackle through her laboured breaths yet it’s the most divine noise you think this world will ever hear.

⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚ ANAXAGORAS - COWGIRL

the scholar himself often bemoans the ideal of ‘desires of the flesh’ as it ‘does nothing but divide my attention’ and ‘serves no purpose to my work’ but you know him better than he does himself sometimes. anaxagoras was ultimately a man and had certain needs, ones you were eager to fulfill, so despite any faux protest you’d save him from his own suffering and slide onto him yourself. all complaints would go out the window as soon as you’d slide yourself against him, anaxa knowing better than to truly deny such pleasures. his touch was always greedy, hands playing you like a fiddle from his comfortable spot below you, traversing your flesh with only the slightest tremor. he can never stop running his mouth though, and there’s something painfully attractive in hearing him speak between grunts about how filthy your desperation is. you happen to be blessed with the reality of knowing he loves it all just as much.

⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚ CIPHER - SCISSORING

for all her scheming and tricks, cifera had always been very pleased with the classics between the sheets. there really is nothing better to her than getting to experience and share such pleasures with you, heat tight against your own. she’s teasing when grinding slow and soft, pushing your hands away when you try and urge for more, and borderline manic when going fast and long. cipher rolls her hips into yours harshly with the perfect amount of pressure not to hurt but to press just right against the both of you. she laughs and teases with every movement as if her own mind isn’t crumbling away at the feeling, slick meshing together and soaking the sheets below. she admires, worships, the sight of your juices spread along her own folds and grinds with renewed vigour in knowledge you’ll spill forth more just for her.

[briinnny]

Oh Kephale.

pairing: phainon x gn!reader (w mentions of the entirety of the amphoreus cast).

word count: 2.1K

warnings: spoilers for the entirety of amphoreus (3.4 included), reader dies… a lot, mentions of blood, main character death, suicide, kinda yandere pahinon ? maybe bring some tissues with you.

summary: He meets you again, wearily weeping under a faceless mask reflecting in your bleary eyes. Forgive him, once more, for he must do this for the greater good. A long overdue promise escaped his frozen lips, not many words leaving him in the wake of a revengeful madness grasping the remains of his sanity.

Golden ichor stains him endlessly, so much that he cannot recognize who it belongs to. But yours have always shone brighter under the sunlight. But maybe, this is not the only reason his heart aches when you depart from him once more.

Chasing without fear the tomorrow that will never come.

He really can’t have anything, can he ?

The first reset, you were a simple servant working for Lady Aglaea. Apparently, she had seen you grown up, and in an effort to not repeat twice the same mistake she did with Cipher, she was always keeping you by her side. You were her shadow in a way, always lurking nearby. Thinking about it, shadows are supposed to be somber and dark, but you were like the sun… No, that is incorrect. You were a star, something that has not been seen in ages. Something bound to disappear.

And disappearing you did, but not like Cipher. In a twisted way, your death — caused by the Council of the Elders as a warning to Aglaea herself — caused the two women who have long broken apart to reunite. Cipher had found you, and delivered your body to a bedflower in the Garden of Life. The irony, letting you bleed on flowers symbolizing the opposite of your unfortunate predicament. With your body here, both the Goldweaver and Garmentmaker made one final gift to you: a single piece of jewelry, a simple bracelet made with the famous Golden Threads that fill the eternal holy city to the brim.

In a way, it was Aglaea’s opportunity to connect with you one last time, and to usher a single goodbye in your mind that was long gone. Castorice could have attested so, but silence is known to be golden.

As for Phainon, he knew you to some extent. You two were not that close yet as he often trained with Mydeimos, while you remained with the leader of the Chrysos Heirs, always watching, never speaking. You had the same speaking mannerism as the blind woman did, and sometimes he failed to understand some of your riddles. It made you giggle.

Oh Kephale, how long until the west wind brings that laughter back to him ?

The second reset, you met early on: at the Grove. You two were students under the infamous Anaxagoras himself, giving the blasphemous professor more than one headache with your stupid antics. He should be getting the Coreflames already as the memories of the truth behind Amphoreus was still clear in his mind, but he had the right to indulge himself a little bit, correct ?

So indulging he did, until the two of you graduated at the same time. He watched as your fate changed, no longer at Aglaea’s side, but at his side. A trio was formed between you, Phainon and Mydeimos. Most of the time, the two men would stir up trouble, often fueled by stupid competitions (like, who would count how many chimeras they can carry in their arms without dropping any ? Mydeimos won by the way, he managed to carry thirty six of them while Phainon failed when he reached thirty three. Loser). But, you also acted as a peacemaker whenever the two started to argue. After all, they are too proud to apologize on their own, so you can give some well needed advice.

In this life, you died by the Black Tide, and he will never forgive himself. It was a simple mission to save some people stuck on deserted ruins, and Tribbie had been kind enough to help you all reach it with her powers. What you had not anticipated were the corrupted titankin, and you took a blow in his stead. He was dragged away as the monsters closed in. He saw your last breath before the portal closed in, your last smile for him.

Oh Kephale, how long until the west wind brings that smile back to him ?

The eleventh reset, you had claimed the Coreflame of Time already, which reminded him of a friend long gone. He went straight to the point when he saw you, and asked you to deliver what you had conquered. You refused, of course, saying that you had to protect it with your life, this mission had been entrusted to you as the Priest of Time, a reminder of a bygone time. C̴y̴r̴e̴n̴e̴,̴ ̴d̴i̴d̴ ̴y̴o̴u̴ ̴c̴o̴m̴e̴ ̴t̴o̴ ̴h̴a̴u̴n̴t̴ ̴h̴i̴s̴ ̴d̴a̴y̴s̴ ̴l̴i̴k̴e̴ ̴a̴ ̴f̴o̴r̴g̴o̴t̴t̴e̴n̴ ̴g̴h̴o̴u̴l̴ ̴?̴

But you were kind, you had always been. So, you two struck a deal: he could get what he desired, if he passed Oronyx’s trial using the Scale of Judgement. In a way, you had truly inherited the way the fallen Titan did, playing a bit to have some fun but to also buy yourself time, as giving your Coreflame would result in your death, no doubt needed. And yet, you still bravely accepted it when he won.

You took it out of your body, and he saw you disappear right in front of his eyes, turning into nothingness. But before that, you spoke to him, and even in this deranged state of his, he can still remember what you told him: “Phainon, do love yourself a bit in this journey of yours, and live with that love.” 

He remained in the Abyss of Fate for a while that day, using the only thing you had left behind to retrace all of your steps. You were nothing more than a memory, and he was listening to it all, seeing you help many people before he arrived. And when he left, Castorice was entering the place, seeking your soul.

Oh Kephale, how long until the west wind brings that kindness back to him ?

The one hundred twenty seventh reset, you were a healer, working alongside Hyacine. You had tended to his wounds one day when your fellow healer was busy taking care of other people, tracing your fingertips along his battered back. The next time you saw it, you kissed the scars he harbored, and apologized as if you were the sinful one. His only answer was to seek the warmth of your skin, as he knew it would leave just as quickly. Like you always did.

The three hundred seventy ninth reset, you were side by side with Hysilens and Cerydra, the two having not yet fully taken upon their journey, and you were there too, as a dancer enjoying the waves of your oceanic companion’s violin, dancing in front og the rumored tyrant. One day, you took his hand and danced with him. He laughed after stepping on your foot accidentally, and you simply ruffled his hair. The flames of your passion burned you, and you held the corrupted titankin by offering one last show. Golden ichor painted the streets that night, and he did it in your honor.

The seven thousand fifty hundred and first reset, you were no one special, only haunted by your own demons, and yet his paranoia made it be that he followed you around, watching over your back. Whenever someone bothered you, he would strike, whenever you sobbed, he would hold. In the end, he found your body laying on the floor of your bedroom, a dagger tinted with crimson in your hand that harbored no warmth. That day, when Khaslana killed himself, his humanity left at the reminder of your fate.

Nine thousand eight hundred forty fourth reset, Mydeimos succumbed and ravaged everything. Your body could not be recognized.

Eighty nine thousand three hundred and second reset, you traded your life to buy time for Anaxagoras to fuse with the Reason Coreflame. He was the one who held the blade to your chest.

From now on, he would be the one to kill you. If he did that, then he would know when to expect your death, correct ?

. . .

“Lygus.” The Antikytheran turned around, the view of the destroyed Amphoreus a sight for sore eyes in his twisted opinion. Phainon did not return that excitement, instead gazing lifessly towards the one who had caused everything in the first place. The one who has ruined their lives before it could even begin, and for what ? His own twisted pleasure at proving the Erudition wrong, and at embracing the Destruction.

“What is it ?” That voice, filled with deceit and a lack of emotion stirred up something inside of the man’s chest, which he ignored for now. “Ah, do not speak, I know exactly why you are open to a conversation today. It is because of your little… partner, isn’t it ?”

Silence takes over the two of them, before finally, Phainon speaks.

“You… why ? Why is fate always so different ?” A simple hum of acknowledgement cuts through the thickness in the air, the ashes and the blood and the memories carry no weight anymore between the two survivors of this charade, of this lie crafted by hands that held no love. A creator is supposed to love their creations, no ? So why, why does he despise them all to the point of never aiding them ?

“That answer is simple. For the results to show some sort of difference after each run, a variable needs to always change. Simply deriving how the story unfolds bears no satisfactory answer, so I brought in something that will always change.” Their eyes met, golden against a simple concealment. Coward, always hiding. “But you know that already, don’t you ?”

. . .

“You shall be everlasting, but everchanging, with a soul always alike, which will illuminate this world.” The three friends looked at each other, before one let out a sound which could be summed up as a mix between a whine and a grumble.

“What does that fate even mean ? Draw new cards !” The young girl shook her head, refusing to cooperate with the demands. Seeing the look on the face of his two friends, the white haired swordsman in training had only the strength to sigh. And an argument started between the two, just as quick as that.

“Give me another fate !” One wailed.

“No can do !” The other cheered.

“Come on, let’s not get handsy now, that fate sound… huh, nice ?” His comforting words and the half received embrace met nothing else but eyes dagging into his soul. “Then take it if it is so nice !”

The pink haired one only laughed as her two friends were now bickering.

. . .

He had killed Mydeimos, and now, there you were, in his arms. There was nothing romantic about this scene, only a wasteland in the making, and he, the Flame Reaver, shall draw his sword through your heart for the final time.

But, indulge him a bit, alright ?

A clawed hand reached out to you, the metal cold against your tear strained cheek. This was not the fitting death of a hero, but he did not want you to be a hero ever again. Maybe it was selfish of him to wish to dictate your life in such a way, but what else can he hope for when you have tasted death for so long ? If only you knew how many times the metallic scent of your blood overgrown all of his senses, to the point that he was driven crazy, hoping to never feel it again.

The life in your eyes is so frail, almost gone. But there is one endeavor left to do. The dreamless wish to show you, and to prove to everyone, that his humanity remains alive.

A simple noise. His mask falls to the ground, revealing the broken head of the man you once loved, now plagued with millions of lives. With millions of you left broken, dying, sometimes alone, and sometimes with some people by your side. Your gazes meet, and he raises his weapon, ready to strike down and—

“Ph… Phainon ?”

He cannot strike down. Three slashes are too cruel to you, too short for him to remember you correctly, for you have started to fade in his eyes. Why cannot he recognize you anymore ?

You laugh at the hesitance. He can only stare, almost in horror, as the wind blows by, bringing that sound to his ears. Some recognition flashes across his crazen eyes that hold nothing but silent emptiness. Your first life, as Aglaea’s assistant. You laughed back then, too, when he failed to decipher your riddles.

The silence outstretches, and your face becomes clearer, blood stained lips curved upwards into what barely resemble a smile. It is tainted with pain, tainted with sorrows and maybe regrets. He regrets too, not saving you from the beasts in your second life as he ran away like a coward to escape his own end.

“I knew… it. You are no monster.”

Please, stop looking at him, stop being warm. Stars explode after sharing too much warmth, and yours is intoxicating. You have never stopped loving this world, your companions, your life and him. Without realizing, he fulfilled a part of this long made promise with you, back when you were the Priest of Time.

He lived with love, your love.

Oh Kephale, how long until the west wind brings that love back to him ?

“See you again tomorrow, K̴h̴a̴s̴l̴a̴n̴a̴.”

[serenity-loves-red]

SERIES MASTERLIST

IT STARTED WITH THE CAT DISTRIBUTION SYSTEM

Summary:

In which• The Deliverer of Amphoreus is suddenly transported to your home as a cat.

Part 1. Part 2. Part 3. Part 4. Part 5. Part 6. Part 7. Part 8. Part 9. Part 10. Part 11. Part 12. Part 13.

Ao3 (with weird chap titles and summary💀)

Extra:

Part 4. in a Nutshell

Part 6. in a Nutshell

Meme Meme Meme

Side stories/Asks:

1. 2. 3. 4. 5. 6. 7. 8. 9. 10. 11. 12. 13. 14. 15. 16. 17. 18. 19. 20. 21. 22. 23. 24. 25. 26. 27. 28. 29. 30. 31. 32. 33. 34. 35. 36. 37. 38. 39. 40. 41. 42. 43. 44.

AU/Asks:

1. 2.

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[despairots]

caelus, breaking his dalgona: oh shit… we lost

you, gesturing to you, dan heng, phainon, mydei, cipher and aglaea: fym??? we’re still going—

he breaks yours…

you:

[tea-leavez]

Pet Names~✿

Prompt: What pet names would they use for their partner?

Characters: Phainon, Aglaea, Cipher, Sparkle, and Anaxa

A/N: Look at me posting twice in one day! So proud of myself. The little head cannon posts are so fun. Its a shame that writing about women doesn't do as good but imma do it anyway cause I love women!!!! ٩(^ᗜ^ )و ´-

✿Phainon✿

I think Phainon would lean more towards the fun names, something like 'cutie' or 'sweetheart'. Although I can also totally see him trying to come up with the most random names he can think up just to throw you off 'my little marmoreal market roofing tile' for instance.

When its more intimate he goes for something like 'dawnlight' something that shows your importance to him.

✿Aglaea✿

Dripping with elegance, obviously her speech has to reflect that including the pet names she would call her lover. Her go to's are 'Darling' and 'My love'.

Publicly she rarely uses pet names and just uses a nickname for you, something shorter to show familiarity but not give away to anyone that your dating lest it become a political scandal.

✿Cipher✿

Cipher cannot take the idea of pet names seriously, every time it's brought up she starts to cackle uncontrollably. But she wants to make her partner happy so she'll try it out.

Her version of pet names are closer to insults though, something teasing like 'dumbass' but the amount of fondness in her tone lets you know that she means only love by it.

If she feels really brave and its kinda intimate she might sneak in a 'babe'

✿Sparkle✿

I cant see sparkle as one to date but if she ever did she would be unserious about it. her true joy comes from elsewhere after all.

I think if she used pet names at all she would say something like 'Silly' or 'Goofy' but with an affectionate touch. Maybe 'doll' on rare occasion.

✿Anaxa✿

Anaxa is not a pet names person in the slightest at least not in front of anybody. Even than it's still hard to get him to call you anything in private.

His pet names also have this sort of elegant formality to them that's just been drilled into him over the years. When they do slip from his mouth it's something romantic but not over the top, 'My Lady' or 'Beloved' are the most common ones.

[chiara-hotel]

Dating Them Characters: Phainon, Cipher & Hysilens

☆ Phainon is the most devoted lover you could ever find. When he cares about something, he puts his entire mind towards it

☆ Phainon gives you smaller gifts all the time, but usually saves the most important gifts for special events. You can expect snacks and flowers all the time

☆ Spending time is an important aspect of the relationship; he has to have at least one hour with you daily (unless it's physically not possible, then he'll pout and complain a bit

☆ Also, he's a huge cuddler, and he loves cuddling you all the time

☆ He also has a bunch of photos of you; he keeps one in his wallet and in his bedroom, and maybe he even has a photo book with the two of you! (If you also studied together, he has a photo of you in his locker.)

☆ Phainon loves staring at you, it's obvious to the point that Aglaea and Mydei have mentioned it multiple times, what can he say though, you're just so amazing he has to stare at your beautiful face

☆ Cipher loves spoiling you with random treasures she "finds." She gets really happy giving you these items, and she hopes you're happy receiving them as well

☆ She's very similar to a cat giving their owner a dead mouse

☆ You both go on walks often, since Cipher loves them, and occasionally she also uses her super speed to take you to various places she's found. These become regular date spots together

☆ Other date spots she loves include picnics, combat training, or even going shopping together

☆ If you approve of it, she'd love to go on a huge treasure hunt with you. Maybe stealing some of Aglaea's things, or locating a huge treasure.

☆ Hysilens is a quiet lover, she doesn't show off her relationship, although everyone knows that the two of you are together

☆ It's the smaller things she does, for example, you both have matching accessories with your initials on them

☆ She'll take you swimming along the ocean floor together, watching the fish and sea creatures alike

☆ If you play any musical instruments, she'd love to play some duet pieces sometimes. If you're willing to learn, it's even better and she can help teach you

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HSR Masterlist Here

[hollllisss]

Chrysos Heirs in a relationship

Aglaea💛

-With her you will forget what an ordinary life with an average income is, because she will spoil you with expensive gifts every day-She will sew a wardrobe especially for you from expensive fabrics

.- Aglaea will invite you to the baths every day, even if you don't want to bathe, then sit next to her

- She is the type of person who likes to listen to her partner more (like Lalala and okeokeokeoke) She will listen to your every thought, even if they are stupid and meaningless. But I can assure you of one thing for sure - Aglaea will never interrupt you

- For some reason, it seems to me that her favorite food is oatmeal (I like it by the way) and she will gladly prepare you dishes that include oatmeal. Even if you don't like it, then with Aglaea you will fall in love

- She will prefer to express love with words rather than actions, but will never refuse your hugs

Phainon 💙

- SOOOOO MUCH TACTILITY AND COMPLIMENTS

- For your sake, he will buy up the entire market Oh, my. Everything you want - Fainon will already present you with on a silver platter

- To some extent, he is... a puppy? And he needs reciprocal affection. Cuddle him, kiss him, hug him, tell him how wonderful he is and he will kiss you to death

- Sleeping with him is a real paradise (in two senses))) he hugs you very tightly, will occasionally kiss your face and whisper about how precious you are

- He is not shy about kissing or hugging you in public, I will not call him a wild owner, but the fact that deep down he likes how everyone understands that you are only him - he is incredibly satisfied

- You will never be bored with him. He will come up with a bunch of activities. even if you don't want anything, you'll go, because it's impossible to resist his puppy dog look that he developed especially for you.

Mydei❤️

-Aglaya said that she knows a bunch of ways to tame a lion, but... only you managed to do it.

-He doesn't like to openly express his love, only when you're alone can he hug you, kiss you, sit you on his lap, stroke you.

- Acts of service - his type of love. Do you want to eat something? - it's ready. What's broken? - it's ready. Can't you carry your things? - he's already carrying them and you on his shoulder

- By the way, about cooking... in your family, he's the only one who cooks. Firstly, he does it amazingly, and secondly, he simply won't let you go near the stove (because he wants you to rest)

- he has a habit. When you're being capricious, he picks you up like a sack of potatoes and silently carries you home, listening to your disgruntled screams and hysterics, and at home he kisses you softly and hugs you tightly, as if you're about to disappear

- He loves to touch you. It's important for him to hold your hand, or for you to sit on his lap, or to keep his giant hand on your thigh.

Anaxagoras💚

-He often scolds you for some stupid actions, but then quietly smirks to himself, admiring you.

Whatever you want to learn, Anaxagoras is right there

-No matter what anyone tells me, but.... very rarely Anaxagoras allows you to call him "Anaxa" (but do not overdo it)

-He does not know how to flirt at all. That's it, that's why he always speaks directly about his desires and is never embarrassed by them (he is very straightforward)

-expression of love-....his presence? Do not expect special compliments and gifts, But keep in mind that when he does, you will never regret choosing this man

-He can arrange a discussion on any issue, even an idiotic one (you accept in any case, even not started)

Castorice💜

-She loves to give you gifts. This is one way to express her love. Once she sewed you and herself in mini versions and gave them to you for your birthday

-She says a few compliments, but they are all very gentle and sweet-even though she can't touch you, she enjoys just being near you

-Money is not so good, so you manage the finances in your family

-She secretly writes fan fiction about you and herself (in fact, you know about it)

-She takes pictures of you with pleasure. You even have a small stand with your photos at home

Cipher 🩶

-Playful and even too much-Often to give gifts... but to get them, you need to go through her quest, where there are hugs, kisses, and so on...

-Allows you to caress her ears

-She always sleeps at your feet, usually ready to rest between your thighs or on your lap.

-When you bathe, she sits next to you, grumbling and wrinkling her nose from the feeling of dampness and the desire to quickly leave the bath

-most likely, she would bring home homeless animals, which you raise as your children

Hyacine🩷(I don't know how old she is, so let's assume that she is)

-Oh, she is your personal doctor.

- She enjoys spending time with you, caring for the chimeras

- She loves to compliment you, especially about the fact that you look like her favorite chimera

- Little Ika is very attached to you, so sometimes he takes up all your attention, which should have gone to Hyacine

- She will feed you whatever you want, even if it is difficult to prepare food

- She taught you the healing art with great pleasure, because one pair of hands is good, but two, and the most beloved ones are better

[moonsaver]

Highschool/college(?) Au and its very corny idk

ALSO gg if you catch the gumball reference ^^

Tags: EVERYONE in amphoreus x you (except hyacine and tribios ofc), uhh theyre all losers pining after you, idk how many words

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Your classmate – Phainon – who's always a little too popular for his own good. Grew up as the boy next door, fawned over by (almost) all the professors and teachers, popular among his peers for his carefree and playful demeanor, not to mention he's on the sports team.

So it's an obviously frustrating task trying to find the perfect time to talk to you; his friends always dragging him away before he can get much of a word out. It's a little silly – he's sitting right next to you! You two share a few classes, see each other (well, he sees you, at least) almost everyday, and even seem to like the same spot to relax after classes! So why is it that he can't get make a single move on his crush?

Spoiler alert; he's making excuses!

Admittedly, he does become a bit of a fumbling, flustered mess everytime he manages to talk to you; mind jumbling up all the fun facts about the artifacts and ancient relics he'd wanted to amaze you with. The words come out all gibberish and messy – "I did an appraisal last week on a collection i think you'd like!" And "how was your weekend?" Turns into mush and an entirely new sentence (nevermind the fact he accidentally kept messing up the "I"s and "You"s).

All of it doesn't help the fact his particular friend group happens to know his little liking towards you; and is constantly bombarded everytime he tells them "another plan down the drain".

"I saw your live-stream yesterday." You mention, picking at the ice cream cone with your small plastic spoon, "it was really entertaining."

However.. when he realizes in the middle of an appraisal live-stream that you happen to be watching.. he's instantly looking away from the camera and hyper-focusing on the antique in his hands. perhaps nothing is truly a failure?

Phainon splutters a bit, before softly chuckling, "Im glad you liked it! I'll‐ uh, I'm going to be streaming more often since my schedule's clear. You.. you'll be watching, right?"

"Hm?" You tilt your head, almost not hearing the last part, "what was that?"

"Nothing." He chuckles again, nervously, looking away.

"There's.." his head almost snaps, looking up at you. You grin at the immediate response, "you have some on your nose."

Your hand reaches to gently flick away the small dot of soft cream on the tip of his nose with your finger. You notice his wide-puppy like eyes and the faint blush on his face.

Aglaea – the student council president, and no one could question her hold on that position (except one). She's the golden student – head of many clubs, straight A's in all subjects, handles all her work and any complaints or conflicts within the student council or the student body in general, before attending some after-school clubs, and helping her parents manage their boutique. Most people would be jealous if it wasn't for the overwhelming amount of work it would actually take – especially looking as flawless and beautiful as her on top of it.

You'd watch her doze off in the library; pen still held between her lithe fingers as her golden hair would sway. You'd place down a cup of black coffee for her, before gently nudging her awake. It became a little common for a bit, then radio silence, then suddenly before either of you could really comprehend it – Aglaea would sit down with you and start making small talk about work.

Somehow, however.. the most unexpected sort of person had come into her life all of a sudden. For the first time – instead of taking care of the others, she had found herself being taken care of in tiny ways.

Both of you blamed it on exam stress – that was why she dozed off in the first place. The work was a little too much at times, and sleep would become scarce.

She never asked, and you never answered; but she always had that look in her eyes whenever she seemed to be staring at you a little too long – how did you know?

You're a bit squeamish about the topic – you didn't stalk her! But no one would believe you if you claimed that. You just happened to be zoning out and people-watching – or rather, you'd call it 'Practical Observation'. Aglaea would sometimes sit down with a black coffee and a few biscuits when it was a particularly long study session, use cute stickers in the guidelines of her notes, and sketch out designs on empty pages when bored; Honestly? It did surprise you a bit that not many other students seemed to catch onto her preferences.

She hums, in deep thought, looking down intently at the calculations written down on paper. There's a few clinks of the glass tubes as you move around in the empty lab, placing down all the necessary chemicals needed for the experiment.

And as for Aglaea.. poor thing – it seemed to really seal the deal when you visited the boutique on your weekend to ask if she was doing well. Somehow, the atmosphere of the boutique made your conversation livelier than before, and before she knew it, Aglaea had also come to understand why exactly Phainon fell for you.. for she too, had fallen.

"We need this solution, but.." Aglaea trails off, her eyes lingering around the empty place where the solution bottle should have been, but isn't.

Unbeknownst to her, you'd already concocted your own solution, trying to experiment and somehow replicate the one you needed.

Poof!

Her eyes widen, as she turns to look at you. You're standing there with a wide-eyed, almost frenzied look with the tube having an ominous sort of smoke coming off of it.

She quickly urges you to clean it up, and once both of you are done fretting over it, she looks up at you with an unreadable expression. You brace yourself for a stern warning from the council president, but instead find yourself hearing your friend's bubbling laughter.

"You should be wary of the faces you make, sometimes," she covers her mouth with her hand, more laughter bubbling from her, "it's quite a spectacle."

Mydeimos – the star athlete, and Phainon's best friend. He wasn't a dumb jock, however. Surprisingly – he was naturally adept at history and all sorts of social sciences, and if some students were desperate enough, they'd approach him for help.

It was a common sight between their friend group that Mydei would hound Phainon for every ask-out attempt gone wrong– almost routine for them, even.

Although conversation between you and Mydei seemed like the unlikeliest of events (at least, before Phainon could even introduce you two), surprisingly you two would get along well.

It was another game when you happened to be sitting nearby – the ball came flying and hit your head like a goal. Since Mydei was responsible for the throw, he'd take you to the nurse's office instead.

The pain went down by the next day, but you still made a visit to make sure everything was okay. Mydei happened to be passing by and continued to walk you to your class (more or less, out of guilt.. and also to scope out who exactly seemed to be the person Phainon was infatuated with.)

The topics shifted – from your head wraps to historical garments to war strategies, conquests, historically significant temples and buildings, architecture, and more. Strangely so, the conversation between you two would flow like that of between old friends.

He'd occasionally make an excuse to walk you to your classes (mainly that, well, he was responsible for your injury.. 3 weeks ago..), you'd often sit in the stadium while he was at practice, and he'd buy you a drink or a lunch at the cafeteria. Thus, the two of you ended up forming a friendship.

So, when he made eye contact with Phainon as he dropped you off at one of your classes, another unspoken competition had risen between them – winner takes it all.

"Rome wasn't built in a day."

"You say that every day, and you have been for the past few weeks. Are you even studying?"

"Hey!"

He flicks your forehead, making you wince, but doesn't tear your focus from the game on your phone you've been tapping away at for the past few minutes. Students had already started spilling into the cafeteria, the noise increasing steadily as another sound effect resounded from your phone. He sighs, before snatching your phone from your hands,

"Don't make me report you. You've already slacked off on your last test."

"Psh, who'd even remember the second man of anything? I mean, okay, who was the second man who walked on the moon?"

"Buzz aldrin."

That lands you another flick on your forehead from Mydei,

"Touchè, nerd."

"I'll help you, since you clearly need it. You're getting an A+ whether you want it or not."

Anaxagoras – a Teacher's assistant that is heavily involved in controversial debates, and funnily enough, has indirectly formed multiple friend groups with him as their common enemy. A nightmare to deal with to most – often questioning every statement and even the integrity of Aglaea, the student council president. Wasn't it a little strange how chummy she was getting with you? He'd spotted her smiling and talking to you instead of her usual whiling away at her own work, and something in him chipped a little at that.

He felt a strong urge of.. something anytime he saw you. Like you were nothing and the bane of his existence at the same time, a special position in his heart that once Aglaea had held.

Thus, when he had the 'pleasure' of having to tutor you once you failed a class (by a point! – you'd add at the disappointed look in Aglaea's eyes), he was going to wring out every bit of the opportunity.

Except.. he didn't expect you to be so.. ugh.

He'd sprinkle in controversial topics and remarks every now and then to see what ticked you – only a fool would fall for it, nevermind how most of the student body would. But you took it in stride. You'd ask him about it, patiently listening, and return with your own profound observations and insights. It was strange; for some reason.. he felt like he belonged for once. Not a scorned scholar lost in erudition, but rather, embraced for his intuition and welcomed with questions and curiosity.

Study sessions would then have an added "break" to them, 'to refresh the mind', of course. Both of you would eagerly talk philosophies and dilemmas.

Although perhaps he once preferred a head-on and cutthroat opposition (ahem..), he somehow welcomes the peaceful and steady curiosity you bring now.

Cerces makes an acute observation about him, once your name instead of Aglaea's falls from his lips.

Perhaps he's starting to understand that woman's perspective for once.

"I don't understand the meaning of this."

"Oh, cool, you're a meme."

Anaxagoras presents his phone to you, with a post from a social media page. It's him, with a poorly edited filter put on, and various sparkles and effects on the borders of the image, resembling that of 2000's filters.

"I'm a joke?"

His face tightens up more, making you wave your hands,

"Well.."

He taps on his phone as you speak,

"Woah, calm down. It's just harmless fun. They're not making fun of you!"

"Then what does this mean?"

"Okay, maybe we should report it.."

He shows you a post, a picture of you two that was clearly taken on campus by someone else. You cringe slightly at the caption,

"Embarassed to be seen with me, is it?"

"What?! No!"

Castorice – oh, sweet castie. Your childhood friend and the dearest one at that. Always a little alienated, a little othered by the kids and masses for her strange looks and demeanor. You both know each other very well; having spent your time together as little weirdos – hand in gloved hand – spotting ladybugs and caterpillars in the playground and studying butterflies as the other kids rough-housed. Always the quiet sweetheart who was too good at mathematics and helped you through every bad exam. Who knew Castie would grow up to be the Vice-president of the student council?

Your time has inexplicably shortened due to the amount of duties she'd now have to attend – but you knew she loved doing what she did. You'd spot the occasional soft smile on her face with her council members throught the crowds, and on weekends when you two would have picnics in the park, you were glad to hear she'd made more friends than ever before.

She even slipped up and admitted she'd formed a crush! Although, she seemed hesitant to tell you. Perhaps your little Castie still had secrets she wouldn't tell even you.

The loneliness surrounding her had begun to dissipate. You realized then – your best friend had never looked more beautiful than when she was truly accepted.

You sigh deeply, leaning back on your hands, as the gentle wind breezes over your skin, soothing you. Castorice shifts a tiny bit – her head in your lap, facing you now, as you look down. Her purple eyes meet yours, as she smiles gently at you.

"So, who do you like?"

She jolts a bit, turning and covering her face, making you laugh heartily

"It's.."

"Always so shy, Castie.." you say between laughs. She gets up, facing away from you,

She hesitates, her eyes nervously glancing at you like it'll burn her if she stares too long. You tilt your head, still grinning,

"Hm?"

She lays back down on the picnic mat, fidgeting with her fingers,

"..please don't ask.."

"Awh, Castie, did I offend you?"

"No! Not at all. H-How did your math exam go-?"

"Nice subject change. Literally."

Cipher – it was a funny word-play nickname she and the adults came up with. Always the stealthy, snarky kid who outran the others in the playground, stole a few too many caricature-bandaids from the nurse's office, and tricked the other kids into doing her bidding from time to time.

You thought it was good riddance when she moved, so you can imagine the surprise when she showed up to your after-school study sessions with Aglaea to drop off a few files.

She was notorious for being almost a little too much. You still remember when you assumed she was bullying Castorice, until she herself explained it was simple teasing. You were always hot-tempered when it came to her – always clashing heads. It was a fun game to her, but never that humorous to you.

If Castorice was Aglaea's right hand, Cipher was her left. It's no wonder you stopped hearing more about her – she purposefully hid and stayed low, practically working as an intelligence network by herself. Of course; time weathers all things but it's own principles, and Cipher's. You know she works at a price.

You want to trust Aglaea's judgment, but you can't really bring yourself to trust Cipher. Especially when you caught her ransacking the nurse's office again.

As for the price itself.. Aglaea doesn't mention it to you.

It was locked around at the time in the evening, after-school clubs now in full swing with the buzz of students around campus. You'd hoped perhaps Hyacine would be around to ask her for more painkiller; so imagine your surprise when you see no Hyacine in sight and the lock of the infirmary broken and on the floor.

Cipher immediately stiffens, hand stilling when her eyes meet yours filled with scorn and a nasty scowl on your face.

She stutters a bit initially, but manages to explain it to you – it was on Hyacine's orders that Cipher broke in. "Pinkie" (Hyacine's nickname, go figure) gave her the wrong keys. You picture the rest.

Of course, still knowing Cifera, you decided to walk back with her to ensure it reached where it was supposed to.

Conversation had turned easy with her. You realize perhaps long-held grudges aren't always the best way to go about things.

"Hm? Asleep already?"

Tension had started to melt between you and Cifera, even Castorice. The three of you would often share lunch when your schedules aligned, and Cifera would stay back with you when Aglaea would have to leave the library early. If it wasn't Phainon's appraisals you were watching, it was cat video compilations Cifera would make you watch. Somehow always there with you and Anaxagoras during the tutoring sessions. Stealing the little drinks Mydei would get you and promise to buy another one for you – which she did do.

Her finger gently taps your forehead, and when you don't respond, she stays silent. She watches your head laid down over your open books, a sticky note stuck to your chin.

Titans above, were you really that oblivious?

She'd been dropping hints, as much as she could. There was only so much she could ask of Aglaea as a price. Help you two mend your friendship? Sure. Help you two get together? The embarassment makes her hair stand up and her face burn.

"Cifera."

She groans, laying her head down on the table, the cap of her hoodie acting like a turtle shell over her head.

"Agy."

"Was it not enough to mend your friendship?"

Aglaea's fingers pinch the extra fabric of the cap and pull it gently, revealing her face,

"It is! I was– it's.."

"Something troubles you."

She leans back, biting the nail of her thumb,

"Amazing observation, Agy."

"It's.. I don't know.."

Cifera missed you, weirdly enough. The strange push and pull you two kept in balance – you got to her like no one else, and she got to you too. Who else knows each other more intimately than long-term "frenemies"?

It was funny she assumed you still hadn't accepted her as a friend. In actuality, you'd considered even thinking of her as more than that.

Both of them bicker a bit, and it's enough to wake you, but you stay silent.

Perhaps instead of stealing your bandaids and soda cans, she stole something much dearer?

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[elysixns]

Chrysos Heirs w/ clumsy reader !

Content: GN!Reader, fluff, mentions of light injuries + sprains, yandere behavior on Anaxa's part (?)

🌹 Note: Shout out to the mfs that get cuts and bruises just by standing still. Me too.

INTRO

The Sky Titan must absolutely despise you for you to trip over air as often as you do.. How you haven't gotten a broken bone is baffling, and yet here you are. For all of your clumsiness, you do manage to get out of almost any situation with only minor scrapes and bruises (most of the time). You're not allowed outside of Okhema for any reason, though, not even to help bring in refugees. The last time you were allowed outside the city, you sprained your ankle so badly that you were bedridden for about a month.. But do not fret!!! There are still plenty of ways to entertain (injure) yourself in the holy city, much to your partner's distress.

– Dear, if you keep falling over your own feet every 20 minutes, she's going to think you like when she catches you in her golden thread

Aglaea

– ^ (You do. She knows you do, so you can't deny it when she teases you for it, yes?)

– If you somehow sprain any of your limbs, she WILL pamper you for the entire time you're injured. This is probably one of the ONLY times she’ll baby you when you're hurt, so try to take advantage of it as much as you can

– One of the few who isn't overly concerned with your penchant for getting injured simply by existing

– Unless you are quite literally impaled by a spear, Aglaea assumes that you can handle yourself and she won't fuss over you too much

– She does get a bit antsy if you end up getting an open wound, though

– You're much too precious to bleed, Dear. What happened? Does she need to kill someone to avenge you?

– ^ She says she's only joking if you get worried/upset. (She is not joking)

– Aglaea may tease you often about your clumsiness, but that's only because she thinks it's endearing

Phainon

– “Who did this? Are you okay? What happened? Who do I need to fight?–”

– He'd try to fight the air if you asked him to. Phai will do anything to defend your honor!! Anything.

– He worries about how often you fall over and drop things– Anytime you're carrying a heavy object, he about has a heart attack before quickly taking it away from you

– “Your hero’s got it covered. Just tell me where I need to put this!”

– Whenever you get a sprain, he'll insist on carrying you everywhere that you want to go for as long as you're healing up

– Doesn't matter if you're bigger than him or not. Phai can lift you with ease and is eager to show off how dependable he can be!!!

– He genuinely spoils you so much when you're hurt. It is as sweet as it is silly

– Please remind him that it's just a sprain or else he'll keep treating you like you're dying 😭

– After you're healed up, he usually spends at least the next few days kissing any and all scars/bruises left behind from your injuries

– It's almost like he's apologizing for not being there to prevent them in the first place 🩵

– ^ (In a way, he is. Even if he has nothing to apologize for, Phai will always feel guilty for not protecting you from yourself)

Castorice

– Ohh you cause her so much stress, she thinks she might have a heart attack one of these days

– Cas genuinely doesn't know what to do!!! She can't just tell you to sit still and do nothing, she's tried that!

– ^ (Somehow, you ended up falling off of your chaise lounge and spraining your elbow..)

– Her only other solution is to spend as much time with you as possible, making sure you don't fall down a flight of stairs or get stomped on by a Dromas D:

– You've got an overprotective angel of death hovering around you nearly 24/7.. It's almost comical, but also a bit unsettling!

– If there's one thing she hates the most, though, it's that she can't patch you up on her own

– Seeing you injured tugs at her heartstrings so much, but all she can do is put a first aid kit in front of you or go find someone else to help you

– You also hate not being able to touch her, but you always reassure Cas that her just being beside you is more than enough

– It may take her a while until she's able to believe you (if ever she does), but she likes hearing it nonetheless because she knows you're being sincere when you say it <3

Mydeimos

– (Affectionately) calls you an idiot whenever you fall or drop things in front of him

– He doesn't usually help you when you stumble because he knows you'll be fine on your own, and he doesn't want to treat you like a child

– That being said… If you've fallen one too many times that day, Mydei will simply pick you up bridal style (all the while grumbling complaints) so that he can carry you around wherever you need/want to go

– He says it's because you're slowing him down, but in reality, it's because he caught a glimpse of the scars and bruises on your legs from previous accidents

– Mydei will never admit this to anyone, especially not to you, but seeing bruises on your skin hurts him more than any physical blow ever could

– He is once again reminded of how fragile the average person is. he is reminded of how fragile you are in particular

– ^ (Just another reason to break this damned curse. What's the point of being indestructible if you're not allowed to share in this “blessing” with him?)

– Mydei can't keep you safe from everything, least of all from your own gracelessness, but he can be there to patch you up and (reluctantly) wait on you hand and foot until you feel better

Anaxagoras

– Oh, you must be studied; he just can't believe you're naturally this clumsy. Are you sure you haven't been cursed?

– Anaxa finds your inelegance as adorable as he does irritating; it's quite a confusing mix of emotions for him

– You are very precious, truly! But if you fall on the way down the steps of your own home one more time, Anaxa will have to resort to drastic measures to keep you from harm

– ^ (“Drastic measures” being forbidding you from using any stairs by yourself, and keeping you by his side for the rest of your life)

– Overkill? Not at all. Maybe. But he loves you, so he'll never admit that he's being overprotective

– You trust him, don't you? So you'll let him do what's best for you without any complaints, right?

– You're simply too much of an airhead to keep yourself safe and uninjured… Those bruises and scars on your legs are proof of that, wouldn't you agree?

– Anaxa knows what's best, of course he does. If you can't trust in yourself, then just trust in him

– He won't outright force you to go along with what he wants, but he will try to “subtly” encourage you to stay indoors. Or even better, move in with him!! Just so that he can take care of you more efficiently, of course :)

Cipher

– You are very cute. Extremely cute, really.. But if she keeps having to run to your rescue (for free!), she will get a perpetual migraine

– It also ruins her image of being independent and selfish when she’s clearly always close enough to hear you stumble or drop something

– Cipher can not be tied down! She is untamed!!! She waits for NO ONE! … Unless it's you, and you're injured. Then she’ll wait for a minute or two

– She does steal things from you as well, but she always says she's only taking them away because they pose a danger to you

– “Oh? Your brush? The handle was real high-quality wood, uh-huh… It was way too heavy for the likes of you, though, so I decided to take it off your hands and sell it! Ah, but don't worry; I'll find an even better one for you, okay?”

– Cipher worries a lot about leaving you alone for too long without supervision (you didn't hear that from me, though)

– You're so unsteady on your feet that she doubts you could survive a day without her

– She may or may not pay Aglaea to check in on you from time to time

– Such a shame you'll never have proof of this :3 can't tease her about it if it's not definitively true!

[meebochii]

ノ(・ω・)ノ

[glassmitu]

Imagine if we have a cipher! Reader that just steals the items that the killers have in their inventory

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Masterlist — Forsaken

Request — 1x1x1x1,Itrapped,john doe(seperate) x cipher!Reader, headcanons,,

⭑𓂃 ⌗ Staff — you're so random, that's why i love u anon, alsosos you didn't specifically said the characters, so i chose few killers for this,,

1x1x1x1

𖣠 They find you annoying, they can't really catch you since you are really fast,

𖣠 You steal their swords or crown, honestly which makes them really angry, as they would chase after you.

𖣠 In their opinion, they wish you never came by because you are one hell.

ITRAPPED

𖣠 Itrapped is overly annoyed, honestly he hates how fast you are, it seemed unfair in his view.

𖣠 he gets quite defensive whenever you steal his weapon or even his jewelry,

𖣠 In the end of the day, he really despises you for your quick stealing.

JOHN DOE

𖣠 He doesn't really understand how fast you can go, really it confuses him.

𖣠 You don't know what to steal from him, but messing with him around is all fine.

𖣠 Which makes john doe quite angry at least, but he forgets you after the rounds.

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[starlovesganyu]

stolen clothes, stolen hearts!

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how they react when you steal their clothes!

various characters x gn!reader

ft: aglaea, silver wolf, cipher, himeko, castorice

warnings: none

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aglaea -`✮´-

"well...what do we have here?" you freeze at the sound of aglaea's voice, clutching the fabrics you were about to try on to your chest like a shield

• i can't blame you for wanting to try on aglaea's creations. her handcrafted pieces are the pinnacle of beauty

• you've longed to feel the weight of her exquisite robes on your skin, but the thought of presenting the question to her face has always seemed a little daunting

• so, when aglaea slips out one afternoon to run errands, you finally decide that this is your only chance

• you only meant to try on one article, but you have time for another one right? it was so pretty, how could you not? it'll be the last one...

• one led to another, and now, she's caught you red-handed having a pseudo-fashion show in front of her mirror

she pauses in the doorway, her golden eyes bright with amusement "oh… my dear," she murmurs, "if you wanted to try them on, all you had to do was ask"

• lucky for you, aglaea finds it quite endearing seeing you dressed in her garments

she circles you, occasionally brushing her fingers along a section so it drapes more flattering "mm, it suits you. you wear it like it was made just for you"

• in the future, she might surprise you by weaving something just for you! custom-fitted, tailored in your favorite colors

"if you're going to raid my closet," she winks, "i may as well design with you in mind"

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silver wolf -`✮´-

at first, silver wolf blinks, like she's not sure she's seeing you, wrapped up in her oversized jacket, the one covered in pixel graphics and patches from obscure old games "huh. so that's where my jacket went"

• she looks a little annoyed that you took her favorite jacket without permission, but when you start to stammer something about just wanting to feel close to her, her expression instantly softens

before you can finish, silver wolf's eyes flash, and she cuts you off with a sharp, "shut up"

• it's not meant to be harsh, just a reflex to try and hide the unexpected flutter in her chest

she looks away for a moment, scratching the back of her neck, her usual cool composure slipping just a bit "don't get all mushy on me," she mutters, voice low "you're embarrassing me"

• but upon closer inspection, something seems off about how you wear her "oversized" jacket...

"wait...that's supposed to be..." she gestures vaguely, cheeks going pink "like, ridiculously huge. drowning-in-fabric huge" you glance down at yourself, then back at silver wolf. she's already looking away, fiddling furiously with her phone as if it's suddenly the most fascinating thing in the universe "whatever," she mutters, trying to sound dismissive even as her ears turn bright red "it's not my fault you're…taller"

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cipher -`✮´-

• cipher will notice immediately. she always does. but she won't say a word, choosing to silently slip behind you instead

you aren't aware of cipher's presence behind you until you feel the cold edge of a coin slide under your chin, lifting it just slightly "well, well," she purrs in your ear, "trying to steal from a thief? bold move"

• cipher loves the way you nearly jump out of her jacket, her tail curling behind her in a lazy arc that betrays her amusement

your heart stutters as you whirl around to face her. her golden eyes glint with delight, and her tail coils slowly around your waist, pulling you in just enough that you feel the press of her body against yours "you really thought you could get away with it?" she teases she leans in, her lips brushing your skin in a whisper of a kiss, so soft you almost doubt you felt it, before nipping you lightly just below your ear "that's for thinking you could hide. and this-" she presses another kiss to the spot she bit, softer this time "-is because you look...far too good in my clothes"

• and ever since you borrowed her jacket one time, cipher has decided that all of your possessions are now fair game

• it's the little things- your favorite pen goes missing, then reappears balanced on your pillow. your phone vanishes off the table only to reappear hours later, the wallpaper replaced with a smug selfie of her winking

• one morning, you open your closet to find half of your favorite clothes gone, replaced by a not-so-neat stack of cipher's own clothes and a note scrawled in looping script: fair trade!

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himeko -`✮´-

the moment himeko sees you wrapped in her signature long black coat, she stops in the doorway, a loving smile blooming across her face "well, don't you look cozy," she says warmly. she takes a few unhurried steps closer, her heels clicking softly across the floor. you can only fluster under her gaze, your eyes focusing on a very interesting spot on the floor you know," she murmurs, reaching out to adjust the collar so it frames your face more neatly, "that coat has traveled farther than most people ever will. it's seen quite a lot. i suppose it’s only fair it finally gets to be part of something... gentle"

• don't worry about needing to apologize! himeko will assure you that should you ever seek comfort, you need only ask, a sentiment she seals with a soft kiss to your forehead

• additionally, while she won't openly admit it, a side of her rather enjoys watching you draped in her coat where others can witness

as you shift her coat around, you feel something poke against your ribs, tucked inside the lining. curious, you slip your hand into a hidden inner pocket you hadn't noticed before, carefully fishing out a photograph. it's a picture of you and himeko standing side by side on the observation deck, starlight illuminating both of your faces. you glance up, startled, only to find her watching you from across the room "that's…where I keep it," she says gently, folding her hands in front of her. "close to me. just over my heart" a quiet, almost shy note creeps into her voice "so I never forget what matters most"

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castorice -`✮´-

• the first time castorice sees you wearing her pale cloak, she instantly stops in her tracks. her luminous eyes widen, a beautiful pink blush blooming across her face

"you...you're..." she begins, her voice quiet, "wearing my garment" her hands fold neatly in front of her chest, fingers fidgeting with the hem of her sleeve as her eyes dance anywhere but your face "it looks...very..." she pauses, trying to find the right words." very fitting on you. i'm pleased you would choose it"

• the cloak is now yours to keep! castorice will insist you hold on to it, since you seem to find solace in it, and no amount of protest will convince her to take it back (also because you look super pretty!)

• but you're not complaining! wearing her cloak makes you feel that much closer to castorice, easing the burden of no physical contact in a way that feels comforting, even if it's only a quiet substitute

• castorice will also be slightly hesitant about you wearing your latest wardrobe addition in public with her, but if you insist, she'll eventually relent. just be prepared to walk alongside a very embarrassed, very pink castorice

castorice watches in slight horror as you lift an edge of the cloak up to your face and inhale gently “it smells like you,” you smile, your voice slightly teasing castorice goes utterly still, the tips of her now bright red ears drooping in embarrassment "i-it-ah-" she stammers, "that is- i did not intentionally infuse any scent-" her hands flutter helplessly, and she finally manages to turn away, shoulders hunched "please... do not say such things so casually"

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