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ahnaiee · 9 months
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Pretty Boy
[📃] when you call your boyfriend pretty boy as a way to call him over.
[🖇️] Multiple Characters
[🖋️] Some would be in like, in the first months of your relationship? They would react differently if you've been dating for a while imo
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Kaeya | Ayato | Heizou
He's smug about it.
Like, really really smug. He goes to you with the most smugest grin ever.
He immediately knew it was him you were calling, and the way he turned to you made you regret (slightly) what you called him.
"Pretty boy?" He grinned, tilting his head to you and raising a hand to your chin. "Im flattered you think of me like that, dear."
You grimace at his smug grin, and he notices, his smile only growing more.
"Darling, why the grimace?"
You huff at his teasing tone. "I shouldnt have called you that."
"Awe, am i not pretty?"
"Well, no— stop grinning like that. Shut up, stop being smug!"
He will never let you live it down and you will have to hear him brag about you calling him pretty more than once to the people close to him.
(If its Kaeya, Diluc nearly threw him out of the tavern once)
(Ayato has run Thoma's ears off into oblivion about it, despite his "subtlety" in bringing it up)
(and Sara wishes to fire Heizou everytime he brings it up)
Childe | Itto
Beams.
You can see his whole body light up and the way he runs to you with so much excitement.
He picks you up and spins you, earning him a squeal of surprise then a giggle.
"I'm your pretty boy!" He loudly proclaims, putting you down to grin at you.
"Yes, dear, my pretty boy." You repeat with a laugh, and the way he puffs up with pride makes you smile.
"Good, now start calling me that more, baby." He wraps his arms around you and presses a kiss to your lips.
"Im your pretty boy :D!"
You can only laugh at his reaction.
You should call him like that more.
They, just like the other characters however, would brag about it to anyone who would listen.
Scaramouche once summoned lightning at Childe when he won't shut up.
Thoma | Diluc | Gorou | Xiao (slight)
Looks behind him, then at you, then looks behind him again.
He points to himself, blinking in surprise.
"Oh, you mean... me?"
You could only laugh, nodding your head at him.
"Yes, babe. You're pretty boy."
He's red, hurriedly walking towards you. Theres a small, shy smile on his face and although he tries not to show it, he likes being called that.
He wraps his arms around you and brings you to him.
"I like that. Can you call me that more?"
He asks you, muffled and hiding his red face from you by burying his face in the crook of your neck.
You just let out a fond laugh and hug him back.
"Of course, love. I can call you that how many times you want me to."
Should you do it again after that, he would beam, either a big grin or a small, fond smile and immediately head over to you.
He would hug or press a sweet kiss to your forehead or cheek.
He very much is your pretty boy.
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nogenderbee · 1 month
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♡˗ˏ✎*ೃ˚ ℙ𝕝𝕦𝕤𝕙𝕚𝕖𝕤 ₊˚ˑ༄
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*ੈ✩‧₊˚ anon request: Could I request Lyney, Freminet, Kazuha, and Heizou with a reader who makes plushies?
*ੈ✩‧₊˚ Of course! AAAA ALL OF THEM ARE MY FAV BOYS LET'S GO!! Anyway~ I had a bit of fun with it so hope you like it!
*ੈ✩‧₊˚ fluff
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✧ Kazuha finds what you're doing pretty adorable
✧ he loved how you can make something so fun with just few materials and threads
✧ and if you ever happen to lack idea for new plushie... he'll be happy to tell you few stories, real or not
✧ if you actually make a plushie based on his stories, he'll melt on spot and you'd be able to see genuine smile on his face
✧ he's always on ship so if you're not part of th Crux, he'll sleep burried in your plushies when he's away (you heard stories from Beidou about that~)
✧ and if you give him one of your plushies? Oh he's not leaving your side today! In fact, he's ready to pamper your face in kisses so get ready for that once you get somewhere private!
✧ surprisingly, he recognizes all materials just by touching them! He says it's just a lucky guess but how can someone lucky guess something 30 times in a row?!!
"Those are high quality materials... You didn't had to spend so much on me... Let me treat you to a dinner for that at least."
✧ same goes for style of sewing, he'll somehow notice details like that and if he notices difficult style, you can be sure he'll compliment you for that
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@bleachtheidiot - come get your poetic samurai~
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✧ Heizou somehow notices any time you have or lack any idea
✧ if you have one, he'll make it a fun game for himself to get to know what is it without asking you about it directly
✧ but if you lack it, he'll randomly drop small story or two untill it catches your attention, tho if you look closely, there's small smirk on his face
✧ similiar to boy alone, he also guesses materials quite quickly tho it's more of an experience rather than lucky guess
✧ it's actually useful to be able to tell difference between materials, so he most likely knows at least the basics
✧ but one thing he loves doing is teasing you when you desperately try to hide you're planning a toy for him but you still want to make sure he'll like it
"Hei! What do you think of this? Soft enough?"
"Hm... I would guess so, yes. But why are you asking me that instead of person who'll receive it?"
"I d- They just deserve it!"
"Mhm~ Whatever you say, dear."
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@bleachtheidiot - come get your flirty detective~
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✧ Lyney can't help but smile every time you present him with new idea, prototype or plushie
✧ he thinks this job suits you and is often amazed when you start rambling about different types of materials and the difference between each of them
✧ whenever you present a plushie and asks for opinion, he'll take his time to show he takes you seriously and check plushie from every side, squeeze it, hug it... and then he tells you what he thinks in details!
✧ but he likes to be playful sometimes, he'll take the plushie, inspect it and then pull disappearing and reapearing trick off leaving him chuckling and hopefully you too
"For me?! Oh mon cherie... I absolutely love it! It's the perfect color... and it's so soft too~ Mwah! Hehe, why won't I repeat it on creator now~?"
✧ prepare yourself mentally to see this plushie on his performances and for Lynette to tell you the cutest gossips about him and his new plushie
✧ and if you give him a plushie that you designed specifically for him? Well... you know how clingy he usually is? Multiply it by 10
✧ he'll spoil you with not singular rainbow rose but biggest bouquet of them he could find, takes you to a fancy restaurant and of course, hold your hand and hugs you all day long
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@bleachtheidiot - come get your charming magician~
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✧ Freminet is actually happy both of you have something in common, I mean... you both like to create?
✧ the only difference in what you do is that he creates out of metal and you create our of softer materials
✧ if you have a penguin plushie that you often carry with you, there's no wonder even Pers was interested! Who knows? Maybe little robot feel in love like the creator~?
"I love it, it's cute~ Heh, and Pers loves it too I guess... You really did a great job with that plushie."
✧ he knows how it is to struggle from lack of ideas or to need someone to check your sketch, so he'll be more than happy to do that if you ask him
✧ when it comes to materials... he's not the worst but he will get similar ones mistaken usually
✧ first time you made a plushie for him, he felt like he didn't deserve it and needed to repay you as soon as possible
✧ but with time, he learned to just accept it and repay you when the ocassion happens. Maybe he'll just pay for dinner? Or you'll see some robot in the movie and he makes it for you?
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@bleachtheidiot - come get your shy diver~
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donutsupremacy · 14 days
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Genshin men reacting to F!S/O accidentally burning her hands Pt. 2
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Summary
"HCs of Genshin men reacting to their Pyro wielding!F!S/O burning her hands on accident while cooking"
Warnings/Spoilers
Written during 4.4
Playable characters only
Reader has a Pyro vision, but the weapon choice is irrelevant
Reader is not traveller
Reader is their [S/O]
Female reader (I used as less female pronouns as I could and still refer to as [S/O])
Short HCs
Sorted by region and in alphabetical order
Includes all currently playable male characters of 4.4 and characters that may be playable in the future (Excluding Gaming because I had completed Liyue in a previous post prior to his release)
Sweet petnames uwu
Ahhh so fluffy uwu
100% SFW because ehe
100% Ooc
Reader is aware of the archon's true identities
A/N: I was lazy with this and procrastinated, also I was doing 3 oneshots at once :3
Part 2, including the harbingers from Snezhnaya too— but can't guarantee it's accurate, I made their's short because lack of info
Just like the previous one; the hcs might seem bland and repetitive, in general I see 90% of the genshin men being polite and mostly calm so I did my best to make it more dramatic :3
Part 1 [Mondstadt, Liyue and Half of Inazume]
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A hiss erupts from your throat as you quickly withdrew your hand from the fire.
Your singed hands trembled, examining the dark spots that had littered across your palms and even your knuckles and fingers. You clicked your tongue, regretting the decisions to cook without your gloves. If only they weren't torn from that expedition two days ago... you should really get new ones.
You hear the door open... "[Name]?"
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Inazuma
Kaedehara Kazuha
Side note i forgor to do his part so im editing this in lol (P.s i'm not following the whole 'The dead vision of Tomo burnt his hand' theory since I saw no confirmation about it)
Kazuha was resting on your rooftop, sharpening his blade after a long fight on the way to your home. He kept a close ear to your voice inside the house, a smile on his face as he heard your humming. But it drops into a surprised frown when he heard the sound of you hissing in pain.
He drops from the roof, landing on his feet as he enters your house and makes a beeline straight for the kitchen towards you by the time you managed to put out the fire that engulfed your hand. He calmly takes you aside and examines the injury, he's been on the road long enough to take care of basic wounds like cuts, splinters, and of course; Burns.
While having you sit next to him, he gently and carefully treats your wound, whispering sweet nothings in your ear as his featherlight touches brushed against the numb skin of your hand. Once he bandages your hand, he suggests taking a break before you continue cooking, explaining that it would help put both your mind and his at ease if you both just bask in eachother's presence for a little while.
Kazuha's arms were wrapped around your waist, his face buried into your shoulder, snow white hair tickling your cheeks and neck. He relaxes at your scent and warmth, as though he hadn't felt such tranquility during the last few days of his previous journey. Something about you just puts him into such state; Your voice? Your smile? Your heart? No— It was everything about you that made him smitten.
"A flame burns within the presence of a silent moon. Illuminating the surrounding area. Soothing in its warm embrace... You ought to be careful if you aren't using your glove next time, would you like to borrow my spare ones? Ease your worries, they're heat resistant and won't wear down so easily, I have plenty and know where to go for more. Think of it from a different perspective; Instead of worrying that you're stealing something valuable for me... think of it as a part of me that will stay with you until I return home once more."
Shikanoin Heizou
Help i'm running out of hcs i'm sorry Heizou my husband pls help
Heizou wastes no time in dragging you away from the stove and to your bedroom, making you sit down as he treats your wounds.
He reprimands you a little for your reckless decision, but soon peppers you with kisses just to cheer you up. Especially if you get a little pouty when he scolds you. As cute as your pout is, he's removing it with his own kiss until you succumb to his affection. Your his [S/O] it's his job to smother you with his affection, and Celestia above knows just how much he wants you to feel his love for you every second of the day.
Spoons you when he's done tending to your wounds, arms wrapped around your waist and chest pressed against your back, chin resting on top of your head. Heizou loves the feeling of your body pressed up against his, it feels so comforting to have you in his arms, your skin against his. It puts him through a state of ease and satisfaction that not even sucessfully solving the hardest case known to mankind would bring. You have him wrapped around your pretty little fingers.
The both of you just chatting about random topics, the other listening attentively— occasional banters here and there. But if you're hungry, he begrudgingly allows you to continue cooking— under his supervision. He keeps a close eye on you, he won't let the smallest detail go unnoticed if it's for your safety and comfort. He'll cling onto you whether you like it or not, especially if you're doing something that requires strength or fire.
"Hands up now, my dear partner. Here, it's easier and safer for me to light the stove instead... *Chuckles* Stop complaining, sweetheart— just because it's more convenient to use your Pyro vision, doesn't mean you'll end up setting your hand in flames again. And if you do... I won't throw you into custody for something stupid. But— I will be nagging you endlessly. You would prefer your boyfriend's sweet and loving kisses over endless yapping, would you not?... Now, come here~"
Thoma
*Mom mode activate*
Berates you for being reckless instead of calling for his aid, but that doesn't stop him from tending to your wounds... neither does it stop him from lecturing you.
He offers to switch jobs with you, leaving you to do something else that doesn't require much strength or your Pyro vision— such as cleaning the windows on the lower floor of the Kamisato estate, or folding the laundry.
Or, if you're an official (E.g. A Kamisato sibling or relative), he'll have you sit aside while he does the cooking and forbids you to do anything.
He'll invite the Kamisato siblings over to join you both for lunch, even play that weird hotpot game— to which Thoma somehow won. As expected.
Of course, he gets sick due to one of the Kamisato siblings putting a bizarre ingredient inside— leading you to help Thoma back to his room and onto his bed.
He then says that his stomachache will feel better with a cuddle... of course, he was lying, but you have no say in it because you'll always end up cuddling him in bed one way or another. A little white lie doesn't hurt now, would it?
"Don't worry about me, usually these hotpot games always end with me nearly throwing up... but it's fine if I have you here with me. Funny, it seems like you're the one cheering me up instead of the other way around. How's your hand holding up? Want me to pepper it with kiss? Oh, who am I kidding— i'm going to do that either way. Now... your hand, please, my dear?"
Sumeru
Alhaitham
Of course he's gonna shit talk u, but the most he'll do is call u and idiot— in a fancy way~
He's not really happy about getting up and treating your wounds when he has work to do, reprimanding you for using your vision without your glove. But, if it's for you— he'll push aside his attitude to tend to your needs... if you have a valid excuse for said needs, that is.
Hands you some mora and tells you to go buy some gloves. But once you're gone, he began looking over at the dish you were trying to make— and begins continuing the dish you were making, wanting to finish it for you. Though, he might alter the flavouring to his liking because he wants it to taste good to him as well. Of course, he'll try to make it close to what you were making. Key word; Try.
Once you're back, he has you spoon feed him for not only using his mora but also to bother his personal time. It might seem like he's being a jerk, but... he stole Kaveh's keys on purpose and locked him out for a reason— to have some time together with you.
It might seem like a silly and an inconvenient way to spend time together alone with you. But with him being the acting Grand Sage and all those nosy scholars constantly trying to pry on in on his business... he truly values you and wants to spend some time with you in any way possible. Even the dumbest ways. After all; His personal time also includes having your affection.
"...Is there something on my face? I can clearly see you're pouting... I assume it's because you keep feeding me bites but not tasting the dish yourself? I never remotely hinted in my demand that you had to feed me the whole dish without having a taste of it for yourself, this was meant to be created by your own hands... had you not become so reckless in the kitchen. Hand me the spoon, I promise I didn't make it taste as bland as you trying to make it before."
Cyno
"You burned yourself? Well... that's what you get for... being too hot... Heh... Heh heh."
Aside from that not-so-flattering pun, he'll help you treat your wounds quickly but efficiently... but quickly drags you into a game of TCG at Lambad's Tavern. You're his [S/O], you're legally obliged to say yes without objection. If he loses, he tells another joke. If you win, you get a kiss on the cheek.
He'll let you order your favorites, occasionally spoon feeds you— as a distraction to sneak a peek at your support cards. As your boyfriend, the both of you are allowed to play dirty against eachother. Anyone else, he would've punted to the ground if they dared steal a peak at his dices.
All jokes aside (Pun half-intended), he did it to not only have fun with you, but also to make you forget about that little humiliating experience. Because at the end of the day— you'll find yourself always in Cyno's strong and protective arms as he hugs you from behind, his nose pressed against the back of your neck as you both rest on his bed.
"Feeling better, my love? I apologize for dragging you around all day just because you burnt your hand a little, but it was worth it in the end, no? I enjoy spending time and having fun with you... You could say I— *Bonk* ow. I hadn't even thought of a pun yet, you didn't have to be so... fiery. Heh. Heh heh."
Kaveh
help im running out of ideas and Kaveh's still locked outside lol
Kaveh sighs upon hearing from Alhaitham when you burned your hand in their kitchen, though he pins the blame on Alhaitham for not looking after you or helping you while he was gone. Alhaitham only replies that he wasn't your babysitter and that you're a grown adult.
He walks in to see you treating your wounds, frowning at the sight of your bandaged hand and sighed when you explained yourself. "You shouldn't use your vision so recklessly like that, darling... I'll buy you a new glove... Don't worry about me, I know a friend that can make gloves at a cheap price... or a cheap favor."
Has you sitting down on his bed and forced Alhaitham to go cook, who probably went out to buy something from the tavern for the two of you. At least you two were alone now.
Cuddles you on bed, big spoon or little spoon, it's up to your preferences. Halfway through, he'll pick up a marker and asks what you would want him to draw in your bandage, just to make you feel better.
"There we go, is this what you envisioned; a small [Favorite Animal]? Yes, I made it look like you— endearing, cute and gorgeous! Hmm... wait, I think it's missing something, let me just... Tada! I drew myself next to you! I hope you don't see this as something childish, I just want you see that even if you were to hurt yourself, major or minor wounds, i'll be here with you, my darling."
Tighnari
Calls u a lummox
Tighnari obviously scolds you when he finds out you somehow burned yourself while he was out taking care of a Withering zone nearby. Could you be anymore clumsier? He can't leave you alone for a minute, can he?
After a minute of naming every single synonym related to 'Clumsy' and 'Reckless', he helps to treat your wound and asks Collei to keep you company as he leaves to fetch you both something to eat. She's quite close to you, you're like an older sibling for her and sees you as a mother figure in a way. Though, if you were upset from Tighnari's lecturing earlier, she's does her best to cheer you up.
Eventually, he comes back with your favorite [comfort food] and even brought Collei some pita pockets. She quickly leaves, not wanting to interrupt her master and his beloved's alone time.
Tighnari apologises a little for getting slightly carried away while scolding you, feeding you while he explains what shenanigans ensued in the withering zone. To both make you feel better and to help him relax, he allows you to pet his ear and tail. Sometimes, his cheeks were noticeably a faint pink colour if you manage to scratch a certain spot behind his ears— to which he'll try to use his tail and gently nudge your hand away to avoid embarrassing himself.
"Ow! Is that how you handle stray dogs that wander in the streets of Sumeru City? You pluck their ears like it's a sweet flower?... *Sighs* It's fine, I know it's only an accident. Plus, my ears were hit by a Winged Cyroshroom when I was clearing a Withering zone, it's sensitive and cold... Hm? Oh, no, you can keep touching it, i'm certainly not going to stop you at all. Your hands feel warm and nice. Your carresses calms me down... as long as you don't pull on my ear or tail too hard."
Wanderer ([W/N]= Wanderer's name; It can be Scaramouche, Kunikuzushi, Wanderer or your own desired name for him!)
"...How a vision bearer who has already mastered her own powers become so clumsy as to have it turn against her is far beyond me." "(W/N)—"
Nahida happened to be visiting you today with [W/N], who was planning to ask if you were free and wanted to accompany him to an underground ruin in the desert— but that plan was quickly abandoned upon seeing the burn marks on your hand.
Nahida took initiative to help tend to your wounds, her tiny little fingers gently applied a cooling ointment on your burn marks while [W/N] had you sitting on his lap, his arms wrapped around your waist. He held your free hand, thumb gently brushing against your knuckles in an affectionate manner. He's oddly... affectionate and caring today, even though he wasn't speaking as much, only basking in your presence as he holds you. Up until Buer asks if you had any gauze that she could use.
As soon as the Dendro Archon left, [W/N]'s face contorted to an expression of unamusement, a brow raised and the corner of his lips tugging downwards. He scoffs, playing with your fingers as he starts to slander you with insults, rubbing salt into your wounds. But you're used to it by now and you don't back down so easily.
By the time Nahida returns, she stands at the doorway, wearing a look of utter confusion as she watches [W/N] trying to hold you still on his lap. His arms remained wrapped tightly around your waist, barking at you to stop squirming and let him hold you while you whine and hiss about his haircut. She quietly backs away, leaving the roll of gauze outside your room for you.
"Your vision speaks for your attitude; Fiery and a complete hazard wherever you go!... I'm wasting my precious time to come over and coddle you like an infant, not to say that I hate it... I mildly dislike it because you're more reckless than a boar!... *Sighs* Now, do you want me to waste my breath as well arguing with you, or are you going to relax and let me hold you?... Do us both a favor and come here, I need it just as much as you do..."
Fontaine
Freminet
Idk what to write for Fremi. So I made him suffer for like 6 lines or smth lol
Upon seeing you holding your hand, hissing while glaring at the black marks on your hand, he rushes over to check on you. He was soaking wet to the bone however, having came back from a diving mission in search for some materials deep in the sea. Drops of water splattered across your face and clothes, now you feel oily and wet.
He frantically apologises, picking up a cloth nearby and lightly wiping your face clean... unfortunately, you already used that cloth to wipe some excess flour. Now, your face is sticky.
To make things worse, he tries to wipe it away with his bare hands that were still wet, only smudging both your face and his fingers. It's at this point, you felt less pain from your burn, and giggling more at his frantic attempts to help you. It's ticklish too.
In the end, you ushered the blonde to change as you patched yourself up, then inviting him for a cuddling as you can clearly see embarrasment written all over his face that you're comforting him instead of the other way around... But he's certainly not complaining. It feels comfortable being in your arms as you played with his hair. Pers resting by your side.
"Thank you, it's... I guess today isn't really my lucky day... Ah, th-there's no need to be concerned of me, i've encountered a few minor setbacks while I was diving near some shallow waters. A few treasure horders hindered me when I was trying to transport back the materials, A few bruises and cuts, but that's alright. Especially... n-now that i'm with you..."
Lyney
Slight 'animal abuse', it's just live fish and putting it out of it's misery dw
Helps treats your wounds, but takes out his half-capelet (Yes I googled what it's called) and wraps it firmly around your burnt hand, adding the excuse that if he was busy performing, a part of him would still be with you and helping you to heal.
After making sure your hand was alright, he'll help you cook whatever it was you were originally making, only he takes care of anything involving heat. He's the one with gloves
Half-way through, you find out that you've ran out of salmon. Lyney, wanting to try a new magic trick he had been practising and also wanting your attention all on him, called you over with an empty bowl in hand. He filled the bowl with cold water, then placed a large cloth over it and asks you to keep an eye on the bowl.
A few seconds later, he swiftly pulls the cloth away, showing a large, fresh salmon resting in the bowl of water with a few seaweed wrapped around it's body. At first, you were going to have him an applause... until you realize the fish is still alive. And aggresive.
It leaps at you, smacking it's powerful tail against your face, then jumping over to Lyney and accidentally slipping into his mouth. He gags and frantically spits it out, the fish landing on the floor and flailing around violently. It only calmed down when you managed to grab it and put it out of it's misery with a swift and clean cut.
Now, you and Lyney were covered in water and seaweed. He was trying to make sure you were alright, hoping his small accident hadn't hurt you too much or left a bruise... he tried to talk, until he realized he had a mouth full of seaweed.
"I have scales and seaweed in my mouth... Blegh! Are you alright, sweetheart?— Oh, don't worry about me, i've fought things worse than a fish. *Chuckles, then grimaces* Oh... you've got a small bruise... i'm sorry, sweetheart. I... should've thought twice before using live fish, let alone bringing my magic tricks into the kitchen. Here, you go sit down, let me make it up to you and finish the dish. I don't want to risk accidentally make a live chicken appear next or something *Chuckles*."
Neuvillette
I ran out of ideas, but I love suffering <3
He was coming over to visit you during his break, a little tired as he bad been bombarded with a lot of work recently. He's glad he has you, simply being in your presence helps his mood, he can't help but smile a little when he hears your voice, or notice the faint smell of your scent lingering in the room.
So seeing you, looking irritated and upset, he chuckles as he helps tend to your wounds. Then, he invites you to his office, not because of some official business— he just wants to have lunch with you.
Despite the calm and quiet atmosphere between the two of you, Melusines and some of the Maison Gestion members frequently enter his office— looking for him and asking for his guidance on their work. Meanwhile, you sat at the other side of the table across of Neuvillette, quietly eating your [Dessert] with a strained expression if annoyance. But you can't do anything about it, it's Neuvillette's work after all.
He catches on quite quickly, chuckling while apologising as he can't really catch a break when in his office, but he's glad you're here nonetheless, your presence makes him feel as calm as water.
"Fret not, my dear, I assure you this will be the last one... I would like to cherish my time with you more. Here, have this glass of water, it is found exclusively in the depths of Erinnyes Forest, purified. The aftertaste is crisp and strong, yet, has a glacé like flavour once it touches the surface of your tongue. Savour it well, for it contains quite the rich taste when it settles."
Wriothesley
Jokes that u would be safer in the Fortress of Meropide instead of being in front of a stove
His little joke seemed ironic when both of you were currently in the said fortress, as you helping out with cooking meals for everyone, including your beloved, Wriothesley. Unfortunately for him, you were in the middle of making his food when you burnt both it and your hand.
Wriothesley escorts you to the infirmary, having Sigewinnie examine your wounds and tend to it while he sits next to you. He teases you by making back-handed compliments to your dish, stating that he couldn't wait to taste the new 'charcoal' spice you added, knowing the dish was burnt.
Of course, in the end, he still takes the failed dish and eats it right in front of your face without spitting it out. Despite the grimace on his face and the occasional eye twitch followed by the sound of his teeth grinding against the blackened, burnt bits— he smiles at you fondly, giving you a thumbs up and ruffling your hair.
Wriothesley would likely suffer a horrendous pain later on, but if it's for you; he'd do anything... except if shorten your sentence.
"Hey! Hey! Relax! I'm joking, the dish isn't completely burnt, I know that. I'm simply... discarding the singed areas of the food. With my mouth. Then, we can share the remains together!... I can tell by your face even you don't want to eat this. Very well then, i'll go [brew us a cup of tea/get your favorite drink]."
Snezhaya + Misc.
Childe
at this point ive officially ran out of ideas so im just copy and pasting the hcs :'>
You were tasked with creating a dish for one of the Harbingers, perhaps if you can salvage enough of the remains, your head wouldn't be pierced torched to bits like your current dish... Luckily for you, a certain ginger had snuck up behind you, wrapping his arms around your waist and asking what happened.
Tartaglia tends to your wounds, occasionally teasing you for being so nervous about the harbinger you were supposed to serve putting your head on their polearms. Of course, once he was done, he helps you to cook the dish so you wouldn't get into too much trouble. Your little secrets and failures are always safe with him.
He doesn't allow you to touch anything that requires heating or using any sharp equipment, skilled in combat as he is, he's quite skilled with kitchen weapons equipment too. In his eyes, anything can be a weapon if you know how to handle it.
The end result was... somewhat disappointing. But Tartaglia quotes it 'Somewhat passable' if he knows the harbinger he knows you're serving. He accompanies you, to keep you safe, knowing that harbinger doesn't have a single sane bone in her body. Luckily, she only dismissed you with a little wave after the taste, stating that it was fine. Once you both were alone, he ruffles your hair playfully and plants a kiss on your nose. No matter what hinders you in your task, you can always trust on your beloved to help remove any obstacles for you. You survived Arlecchino today... but now you're dealing with an overly affectionate Tartaglia. Not that you're complaining.
"See? I told you it was somewhat passable. Now... how's your hand, still numb? Sore? If your hand has fully healed... what say you treat me to your signature dish? As a form of repayment for helping you! *Chuckles* I'm only teasing, kitten... Come with me, let me go treat you to the finest dish in Snezhnaya instead! And no buts! I'd like to see your pretty smile again as your actual form of repayment!~"
Il Dottore
Slight TW (?) Somewhat, it's just a lil bit of blood
You were making something for the doctor to eat in his lab while he was busy, which also meant that you were using his equipment when he heard you burn your hand on accident with a hiss, to which he chuckles and suggests to not tinker with it too much.
Helps to treat your wounds, but in return asks for a small drop of your blood. After he extracts it, he sends you off to cook somewhere else as he decides to examine the cells in your blood. He's been wanting to try this one hypothesis he had in mind, but didn't have a willing subject. He won't make you go through what the others have gone through... he's too fond of you and your endearing behaviour.
Once you're back, you sat next to him to eat the dish you made, occasionally feeding him as you watched him work. It wasn't until you saw the small vial containing your blood and an unknown liquid did you see him inject it to something that looked like the equivalent of a dead rabbit. You flinched, seeing it's unmoving muscles suddenly twitch for a few seconds— before remaining still again. Dottore sighs, it's an improvement... perhaps a bigger dose of your blood was needed. But that's an experiment for another time, for now, he wraps his arms around your waist and pecks your cheek.
"Did I scare you sweetheart? My apologies, I thought I might have discovered a... breakthrough of sorts. Only for it to end in utter disappointment. No matter. How is your hand? Do you feel numb from the ointment I applied on your burns?... *Mumbles* Perhaps the heat may have altered your blood temperature, that could explain the mild effects when I combined it with— Hm? Oh, no, don't worry about it sweetheart. *Chuckles* How about we go for a walk? It feels a little stuffy in here."
Capitano
Imma just write a rlly short ones from here on out im getting lazy with researching these characters
Capitano decided to take a small break and left headquarters to check up on you when he heard your hiss of pain, he comes over and questions why you weren't wearing a glove while wasting no time in treating your little accident.
Once he was done, he brings you back to the Fatui headquarters and has one of the receuits in charge of cooking to make you your favorite dish. It's a bit of a pressure for them, considering you're the ever-righteous captain's [S/O]. Later on, he has you sitting on his lap in his office, one arm holding you close while the other arm was holding a map of Teyvat— explaining another expedition he was tasked to handle.
"Do you recall the last expedition I led back in Mondstadt? Well, my time will unfortunately be occupied for another number of days to come. Until then, however, may I ask you a favor?; I'd like to have your presence in my office as much as I can before the day of my departure. Of course, once I return, I will clear my schedule and have time for you alone... So you won't have to make such a measly little reckless mistake again. I'd like to see you in one piece and unscathed when I return."
Pantalone
slight yandere fatui baizhu :>
He brings you to the infirmary in the Fatui Headquarters, cooing softly as he asks if you're feeling alright and if you were embarrassed for nearly burning your hand off.
Pantalone's wealth met no ends, so he spends a not-so-healthy sum for a meal made by the most talented chef in Snezhnaya. If any of the dishes made were to not meet his standards, you can expect that the chef would likely be sued with a falsified lawsuit, you would be surprised of what the Fatui are capable of.
Try to decline his offer as you might, whether it's because you couldn't finish such a huge feast or you didn't want to him to burn off such a large part of his wealth, he simply brushed you off and states that his Mora is also considered your Mora. That innocent smile of his only asks you don't ask any more questions and let him love you. Treat you like the goddess you truly are.
"Oh, there's no need to make such ludicrous assumptions, i'm merely treating my beloved queen to a feast that she deserves. The cost has been covered, no need to fret, just enjoy. No one will disturb us, even if they will... They wouldn't dare~"
Pulcillena
Why
Seeing you burn yourself because you didn't have a glove, he helps to treat your wound and later leaves to commision a new set of gloves for you— one that wouldn't be easily destroyed like your previous ones.
Once he returns with both your new pair of gloves and a meal for you, he only asks that you spend more time with him as a form of repayment. Being a Fatui harbinger takes up quite a lot of time, and Pulcillena worries that he may be neglecting you.
Some might say he was being overprotective and overbearing, but in reality, all he wants is to bask in your presence and company.
"Come, my beloved— I have plenty of time to spare, I don't require a second thought to choose what I spend my free time on. What say we do a bit of sightseeing? I know somewhere scenic will leave you completely speechless."
Pierro
Wtf do I even write for this guy I know nothing abt him
Pierro was dropping by to see if you would like to spend some quality time together, seeing as he was finally able to clear a good chunk of his schedule to come and see you. Originally, he was planning to bring you somewhere secluded and quiet, just the two of you. But he decides to postpone that for a little while upon seeing your hand in flames.
He calmly puts out the fire and helps to treat your wound, offering to help aid you with your cooking. Though, he states that he'll mostly be at the side and only help when the situation is dire, he'll allow you to handle the rest of the cooking yourself.
Although, you eventually repeated the same mistake again; Using your Pyro vision and accidentally engulfing your hand in flames. He puts it out swiftly before any severe damage was done to your hand again, a damp cloth was used to help with the burn as he reassures you that you were alright and that it was just a simple mistakes.
"It seems you still have yet to learn from your mistakes. No need for apologies, you were only distracted by something unforeseeable, but it won't have any consequences so as long as I am here to keep you under my supervision and my protection— you'll always be unscathed when you're with me, my beloved."
Dainsleif
This is Post-Abyss twin journey where he finished his journey with Aether and parted from him, he occasionally comes back to u
On the way to your abode, he had to go through numerous obstacles on the path, and they weren't taking his presence too kindly, let alone be any less aggresive than they should be. Nonethless, he clears them in the end, just in case you would be taking the same path. So when he finally arrives to see you with your hand in flames, he was covered in various scratches and bruises, probably a fractured leg too.
Dainsleif easily puts out the small fire that nearly engulfed your hand using a damp cloth and treats your wounds. As much as you tried to take care of his own wounds, he states that he was alright and that he had suffered far worse fate in compared to a few measly little hits that took him off guard.
Eventually, he concedes and allows you to treat his wounds, you've helped patched him up a few times when he was on the road so you one a few precautionary steps to take and how to handle certain injuries.
As a fair exchange, he helps to finish the dish you made, he knew basic cooking... but he wasn't an expert. Due to a mishap while using the stove, he ends up in the same predicament as you; his hand englufed in tiny flames. Thankfully, you managed to frantically put out the fire in time with the same cloth, and he was still wearing his glove that minimised the damage done to his skin.
"...I'm fine, there's nothing to worry, i've surffered much worse than a little burn. It'll cause nothing more than slight discomfort at most, i'll live through it. It won't affect my performance—... You want me to take a rest? I'm unscathed, dear. This isn't a concerning matter, it doesn't add to my previous injuries...*Sigh* Alright, if that's a command from you, I won't deviate."
Aether
This is MC Aether and not Abyss Twin Aether btw so Paimon exists bc I love her she's my little bby. But he's not mute.
He was in the middle of setting up your sleeping bags when he heard you burning your hand. He immediately drops everything and checks up on you, helping to treat your wound with the limited supplies you both had.
He decides to help you with cooking— until he realizes you're had accidentally burnt off half the recipe. But he brushes it off, stating that you both had made plenty of good dishes before, what's so hard about—
Ingredients scattered across the grassy field beneath you, stew stains seeping into the soil of the ground, you watch as Aether frantically puts out the fire using his Hydro powers. The dish was worse than when you made it, but surely a bit of improvisation wouldn't hurt, he's been on the road for quite some time so Aether know how to fix and use his creativity—
In the end, you watched as your blonde companion held a dish that was not only burnt, but also dry and practically dehydrated. The ingredients used had incorrect proportions and you swore you saw a large chunk of it deteriorated from using his Electro powers on accident. Despite your protests, he states that surely it wouldn't taste so bad—
It was horrible and he had to throw up while you and Paimon had to rub circles on his back, your tiny floating companion worried but also pretty upset that you both decided to make a dish without a proper recipe instead of something simple to cook or something you've made before. She states that even she would've thought twice on making a different dish instead of trying to fix the already ruined one.
"My bad, but i'm fine, i'm fine... Eugh. Nothing I haven't handled before, i've honestly had much worse. How about we make a quick stop to Mondstadt's Good Hunter? It's not too far, we have some Mora to spare. We're better off just asking Sara for something to eat rather than risking another injury or throwing up in our sleep."
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stellar-skyy · 9 days
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A SILENCE SO LOUD — Heizou x reader.
i. SUMMARY: After the accident, Heizou refuses to leave their hospital room. ii. CONTENT WARNINGS: Character death (reader), hospitals, probably medical inaccuracies, referenced car accident. iii. NOTES: Can be read as romantic or platonic, modern au, angst, hurt with no comfort, gn!reader, reader is referred to as heizou's partner (could be romantic or work partner) they/them pronouns used, 2.4k words. iv. A/N: Written for the amazing @dumbificat's inevitable evanescence event! I chose the prompt vanish. Please read the warnings before proceeding, please and thank you :)
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The dull ring of a heart monitor echoed against the walls of the hospital room. 
One beep. Two. 
Heizou lounged in the chair beside the bed, tilted at just the right angle to observe the sleeping figure. It was a seat intended for guests to take up, but he'd been sitting in it almost as long as the person lying down had occupied their bed. His back twinged with pain every so often, however it was not enough to convince him to move.
He reached out and slipped a hand through the sheets to blindly locate theirs, pulling it out and giving it a squeeze. Maybe if they were awake, they would make a comment about how strange it was; holding hands with someone who was nowhere near conscious enough to feel his touch. He rubbed his thumb along their palm, tracing each line indenting their skin.
The few hours prior were agonizing. While they were stuck in surgery, the doctors managed to convince him to take a walk; get some fresh air that wasn't filled with the smell of disinfectant. Even following their advice, Heizou's thoughts drifted to their sleeping face. Every second since they were admitted, he was at their side watching them. His injuries were far less severe—a handful of cuts over his arms and an array of bruises. The staff felt enough pity to allow him to wait outside or in every room they were moved to, his eyes never leaving their closed ones.
Eventually they were settled here, attached to a variety of machines until their body was covered in tubes and wires. Every few seconds, the heart monitor would sound.
One beep. Two.
If they were awake, he would have been chastised for being so stubborn. They might roll their eyes, make a comment about him not taking care of himself. It was always them, who had to call him out on his borderline-unhealthy behaviours. Kujou Sara had tried, many times, admonishing him for skipping sleep in favour of working on whatever case his mind had fixated on. Hell, even Itto had managed to notice how he neglected eating some days to have more time to do things he decided were more important. However no one could get through to him like his partner could. A raised eyebrow, the slightest frown of disapproval, and he would already be moving from his chair to go take a nap.
But it wasn't like they could say anything. They hadn't managed to drag themselves into consciousness yet, not since the accident.
Heizou scoffed to himself. 'The accident' was still such a stupid way of describing it. That kind of melodramatic, cliched name would never have been his pick, but the concerned visitors that crowded the bed every few hours seemed dead-set on calling it such. It was always, 'I heard about the accident', always 'Are you okay after the accident, Heizou?'
That question was enough to make him fall into laughter, right there in the hospital room. A bewildered Kujou Sara had stared at him like he'd gone mad, while he doubled over in hysterics.
It was her fault for asking. Why should she bother to ask him if he is alright, when he was the one in the chair and they were the one hooked up to a heart monitor? He was alive, he would survive without half a dozen machines strapped to his body. He didn't have any right being asked if he was okay.
She had excused herself after that, while he swiped tears trickling down his cheeks (from such heavy laughter of course; there was no other cause.)
Shinobu was next to visit, which was a surprise to Heizou. A bigger surprise was how she seemed far more interested in speaking to him.
“I think you need to consider a plan, for just in case. Just... think about what you're going to do if–” She had said, being cut off immediately by Heizou's voice, three times louder than hers.
“If? If what? You do know they're going to survive, right? They've had surgery. They're stable. They're going to be fine.” Heizou leaned back in the chair as casually as he could, ignoring the pinpricks of pain the movement caused. “I don't concern myself with 'what ifs?'”
He was lying through his teeth.
What if was a constant thought in his mind, between the moments where he drifted through a dreamless sleep. What if I wasn't the one driving that day? What if I had gotten a few more hours of sleep that previous night? What if I looked to my left, and saw the headlights before they were too close to avoid?
“I know it's painful, Heizou.” Shinobu said softly. It was almost bewildering to hear. That girl was all sharp edges and blunt words, so the rare gentleness always caught him off guard. “But please, think practically about this. Okay?”
Riddles were a passion of his, but for once Heizou felt no desire to pick apart the meaning of her words; less out of not understanding, more out of a fear that he did.
“It wasn't your fault, Heizou.” Shinobu said. “Listen to me: it was not your fault.”
“Oh, yeah? How the hell would you know that?” Heizou scoffed, now moving his eyes from his partner's prone form. “You weren't in the car. Don't pretend you know what happened.”
“Heizou…” She began. “I know we aren't close, but I do consider us friends.” That caught him off guard slightly. When did that happen, he wondered. “And I don't want to see my friend destroy himself with guilt over an accident.”
The other reason why he ground his teeth together at the word accident, was the sheer amount of people assuring him it was just that. A tragedy, a freak crash, a terrible calamity that no one could have foreseen. It was a comfort, in their eyes.
In an accident, there is still at least two parties: the victim, and the perpetrator. His beloved partner fell into the former category. And Heizou–who wasn't paying attention to his surroundings, who had the radio blasting loud enough to drown out the sound of the motor rumbling closer and closer–knew for certain he was the latter.
It was almost funny, in a twisted, morbid way. Even in an accident, there was still someone at fault. It wasn't intentional, sure, but it was his hands gripping the steering wheel, and his foot on the brakes just a second too late.
They lapsed into silence. Shinobu stared at him in expectation.
“You should get going. Guest hours are finishing soon.” He managed to spit out.
That wasn't the right answer, if the crumpled up look behind her mask was any indication. He couldn't see her face, but he would bet his life there was a twitch of her lips, like she always did when she was displeased with the Arataki Gang. That sight was a privilege he had seen once, and once only, but it stuck with him more than any other memory they had shared.
“Goodbye, Heizou.” Shinobu said quietly. It was only after she left that he realized that she didn't look at [Name] once.
Heizou let go of their hand, watching it fall back on the bed limply, and folded his arms over his chest. A pang of hunger made itself known in his stomach, but he ignored it. Food could come later, but he was preoccupied at that moment.
When they woke up–and that was a when, not an if, he thought to himself–he would have to take them out for lunch. Treat them to a hot meal, on him. It was the least they deserved, after everything. In the meantime, all he could do was watch them get fed through a tube hooked on their face—a hideous, invasive-looking device. Heizou tore his eyes away from it, focusing back on the sound of the heart monitor.
One beep.
Heizou's breath caught sharply. His eyes darted over to see the machine, as the singular beep continued to sound. On the screen, the jagged pattern had smoothed out, into one clean, straight line.
An alarm began blasting sound outside of the room, a constant wailing that echoed throughout the ward.
“No…” He muttered under his breath. He slammed his fist against the screen, as if that would jolt it back into the steady pattern. His voice raised to almost a yell, fingers curling around the sides of the machine. “No! No, it’s not fair!”
Heizou stumbled backwards, hitting the wall with a thud. His vision had gone hazy, but he could see enough to awkwardly locate the emergency call button on the side of the wall. It let out a melodic chime, completely out of place among the blaring alarm ringing through the room.  
There was still no movement from the hallway, even with the alarm filling the ward. Almost tripping over his feet, Heizou closed the distance between him and the door to kick it open. His hands clung desperately to the doorway as he yelled down the corridor.
“Nurse! Nurse! Help, please–” Heizou made a strangled sound at the back of his throat, roughly swiping at his eyes to clear his eyesight. “Please, someone help! They’re–”
The siren was still wailing over the sound of his cries. It wasn't enough, there was no one there, and their heart still wasn't beating.
“Help!” He screamed, over and over until his voice was as raw as sandpaper. The world around him melted into a blurry haze, with the only distinct sensation being that torturous alarm and the sound of his own voice.
“—kanoin! Shikanoin! Please, calm down!”
The world snapped back into place like puzzle pieces fitting together. A nurse was in front of him: their primary nurse, if his memory was correct. She had one hand on his shoulder gripping tightly, as she continued to shout in his face.
“You have to leave. The doctors need to start the defibrillators, and we can’t have you getting in the way.” She said, loudly and firmly.
“Wha–No!” Heizou protested, ripping himself out of her hold, like her touch was fire.
“The doctors need space. Wait outside, we will speak to you soon.” The nurse insisted, making shooing motion with her hands. He was unceremoniously ushered into the hall, door slamming shut behind him.
There was a chair outside of the room; askew, like someone had knocked it into the pathway in their hurry. He dragged it over to the frosted windows, sitting on it backwards so he could press his face against them. The attempt was fruitless; the windows were impossible to see through, so he turned his back on the room and collapsed heavily in the chair.
No one had had bothered to turn the alarm off, so it continued: screeching, screeching...
A screech of tires; headlights flashing from his side. He looked over his partner and through their window in a panic, freezing at the lights like a deer in the middle of the road.
His foot twitched, but it was too late to hit the brakes now. All he registered was a blood-curling scream in his ear, tearing through his shock enough for him to realize what was about to happen.
Heizou flinched backwards, hitting his head on the window. Eyes blown wide, he gasped, clenching his fists until he felt his nails dig into his palms. The pinpricks of pain drew him back into the present.
Someone had the sense to finally turn off that alarm, so Heizou found himself in silence. That had to be a good sign, right? If something had gone wrong, they wouldn't have time to hit the stop button. They must have stabilized them while Heizou zoned out, and switched the alarm to off so the panicked atmosphere could quiet.
“Ah, Shikanoin.” A woman's voice; the nurse from earlier. Heizou forced a grin onto his face, hoping she didn't see the redness in his eyes.
“Nurse! How are they?”
“I'm sorry, Shikanoin.” She said gravely. Her voice faded to static after those words, while Heizou stared at her, mind completely blank.
Sorry could mean a lot of things. Sorry could be for the delay in attending to them, or for the distress that they caused him. Sorry could be referring to all of the trouble he was put through, or for how long they took to tell him they were alright and alive. Yes, it had to be that last one. He couldn't dream of any other possibility.
“Shikanoin? Are you listening to me?”
“Hm? Oh, sorry I zoned out for a sec. Silly me, huh?” Heizou chuckled hoarsely. The nurse's face softened, something dangerously similar to pity in her eyes.
“Ahem. I will repeat myself then. We attempted to resuscitate [Name] to the best of our abilities, however it seems their body has rejected the heart surgery. I'm afraid–”
“No!” He whispered under his breath. It was lost, among the discordant sounds of the hospital, drowned out by phantom wailing of alarms, footsteps pounding against tiles, and that damned beep singing in his head.
The quiet protest couldn't stop the next four words.
“They didn't make it.” The nurse bowed her head respectfully, but the gesture was hollow. She was already subtly gathering the papers in her clipboard, ready to move to the next patient. Perhaps some part of him felt kinship with it; that sort of dull desensitization was common amongst detectives too, particularly ones that dealt with death on a daily basis. He could almost see himself, quietly reassuring a victim's wife that he would do his best to solve the murder of her husband, before he methodically moved on to the next case that fell on top of his desk.
It was ironic then, that he found himself being the one comforted now.
“I'm sorry for your loss, Shikanoin.” Heizou couldn't bring himself to respond, still staring blankly at the nurse.
She exchanged some words with a doctor emerging from the room, before vanishing back through a door. Heizou's hands fell into his lap, fiddling with the hem of his shirt. He wasn't crying anymore, he noticed absently. Some part of him knew the news would settle in soon and he would crumble. He was a building on the verge of collapse, waiting for a single frail breeze to send him crumbling.
The rest of the hospital was gone. All that was left was a single sound.
One beep. Constant, and echoing in his ears.
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zeraaachan · 6 months
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secret love song ft. anemo boys
°:. *₊ °☆ character(s): xiao, scaramouche, heizou
°:. *₊ °☆ summary: in which he can't hold you in the street, kiss you on the dance floor, and say that he's in love.
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oh, why can't you hold me in the street?
why can't I kiss you on the dance floor?
i wish that we could be like that
why can't it be like that?
'cause I'm yours, I'm yours
secret relationship with xiao who walks on the street parallel to yours but never on the same sidewalk as yours. xiao who keeps his hand to himself, tucked in the pockets of his black hoodie, as his ears mute the blare of the passing cars, the loud motorcycles, and every little vehicle on the road that separates where he walks from yours.
xiao who never held your hand publicly in the street. who is chased by his reputation, by his own ghosts, and held by the neck by his past. xiao who never once turned his head to look in your direction. who always keeps his head on the sidewalk but wishes that you're beside him. who wishes that his hands are not alone and that its intertwined with yours. xiao who can never hold your hand since you are his light but as well as the star for many. xiao who dates a popular and rising actor who can't be seen hand in hand with him.
xiao who hopes that one day he'll hold your hand on the street. when his past finally freed him from its grip and his hand is free to finally be intertwined with yours. xiao, who one day, will no longer think about why he can't hold you in the street because one day… he will.
hip-hop dancer! scaramouche who earns his living through dance competition. who joins contests for both the fun and money. who is a rebellious son to a rich mother. hip-hop dancer! scaramouche who met you and realized that he dance better than ever when you joined the stage.
but how can he ever realize that you'll change his rhythm not only on the dance floor but also outside of it? how could he have known that he will want to be close to you, not only on the stage, but also off it? how could he have kept your relationship strictly as dance partners?
hip-hop dancer! scaramouche who longs, pines, and eventually falls. who entered a secret-relationship with you whether it is due to your desire or his want to keep you from his mother's prying eyes. hip-hop dancer! scaramouche who loves how you move, how you look at him, and dance with him. scaramouche who secretly knows that you're the heart that he lost.
hip-hop dancer! scaramouche who parts ways with you every time a dance is done. who get down from the other stair of the stage but never the same one as yours. hip-hop dancer! scaramouche who looks at you after every practice and wonders why he can't kiss you on the dance floor?
hip-hop dancer! scaramouche who one day will realize, that he doesn't wanna keep you hidden from anyone. not from the prying gazes, not to strangers, not from his mother. hip-hop dancer! scaramouche who one day will kiss you on the dance floor and ask himself why he didn't do it sooner.
why can't i say that i'm in love?
i wanna shout it from the rooftops
i wish that it could be like that
why can't we be like that?
'cause I'm yours
heizou, your suave classmate with detective skills and all the rizz in the world. heizou who is the campus' strongest rizzler but somehow all the witty compliments and playful one-liners diminish into thin air without any tracks whenever he comes face to face with you. heizou, your classmate since middle school, who's been trying to confess to you since forever. who once left chocolates in your locker then forgot, or purposely forgot, to leave a letter. heizou who once left an anonymous letter in your locker telling you to come to the rooftop. heizou who got scared and hid when he saw you actually arrived at the rooftop.
heizou, that playful classmate who winks at you. who you don't know whether is a flustered mess or a master of platonic flirtation. who you don't know giggle and kick his feet like a school-girl whenever he's on the rooftop and thinking about you.
heizou, who watched admirers leave letters, give you chocolates, and confess to you. who witnessed others do what he couldn't bring himself to do. heizou who can't say to you that he's in love. heizou who always resists the temptation to scream from the rooftop that he's yours whenever he saw you down below, getting confessed to with another classmate.
heizou who one day will shout it from the rooftops. who one day will say it. heizou who one day, will leave a letter to your locker. heizou who this time, will not hide, and say that he's yours.
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hydra-sea · 7 months
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hihihihihi!! can i have albedo, heizou and xiao with the cold/warm trope? (If you don't know: if the character emanates warmth, the reader is cold as an ice cube. if the character is cold, the reader is warm.)
Cold/Warm Trope :
Albedo, Heizou, Xiao
Fluff, sfw, headcanons, gn!reader
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Being a homunculus, Albedo has no need for blood vessels, muscle, tissue, or other sinew that belong to human bodies. Rather, he's composed of unknown organic and inorganic materials thanks to his creator.
You, rather, have body heat that everyone else has and it takes Albedo some time to discover this. The explanation is that well - Albedo tends to be consumed by his research and by default, isn't privy nor familiar with physical touch.
Still, it’s something that doesn’t deter him from indulging his curiosity: just why is it so fulfilling when he shares in innocent physical intimacy with you? Further research is required to determine the exact cause of serotonin boost via more cuddles.
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Heizou is someone whose body heat teeters in the middle with a slight lean towards warm. But you, on the other hand, are cold as ice.
Sometimes when the two of you are about to fall asleep when he feels it — the dreaded ice cube feet against his leg.
Although, the view of your sleeping face, sound asleep, is too cute to be mad at; drooling face, snores, and all.
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As another non-human, I believe Xiao doesn't necessarily emanate warmth or cold. Rather, he's a succinct mix of the two that neutrals out.
You have a normal body temperature that either goes one extreme or the other: hot weather and you’re scalding, cold weather and you’re frozen. But, if you seem to notice you certainly don’t say much about it.
When Xiao allows you to get close to him in a physical capacity after a period of time, he’ll begrudgingly open his arm for you to rest against his body — that way you can balance out your extreme fluctuation of temperature with his soothing, neutral one.
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defnotbee · 2 months
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█▓▒░𝘽𝙚𝙜𝙞𝙣𝙣𝙞𝙣𝙜░▒▓█
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You were sitting in your office. You've already finished all the work assigned to you but decided to pretend as if you're still busy to not get additional work. Mostly you spent this time on playing games and looking through some socials.
When you were lost in making sure no one catches you, you got a notification on your phone! You quickly checked it and it turned out that was from... Aether?!
Aether was your old friend who once crossed your world with his sister, Lumine. You gave both of them few phones so you can keep in touch but they weren't really talking to you that often... in fact Lumine stopped first and few weeks later, so did Aether. That's why this message kind of surprised you.
But you couldn't mind! You liked talking to them, plus it may be something urgent so you quickly checked out the message.
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This honestly felt a little weird... It could've been another of Aether's silly jokes but then again, he wouldn't play it so well, would he? It's not his style of responding either and it always gave it away, no matter how hard he tried to spook you.
And then again... who's this Shikanoin Heizou? Is this someone from Teyvat, world Aether went to with his sister right after yours? If so you know few names but this one definitely doesn't ring a bell.
Well maybe you shouldn't overthinking and just answer? It may just happen you catch Aether red handed in the end after all!
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averageallogene · 8 months
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Going through his predecessor's case files one lazy afternoon, Heizou comes across a case involving you, a childhood friend and his first puppy love.
The more the detective reads into the case, the more convinced he is that you are innocent. He decides to reopen the case discreetly and finds out you were framed by your best friend who has fallen in love with your then arranged marriage partner. And she had wasted no time in marrying him after you were incarcerated.
Presenting his new evidence to Sara, Heizou has you released from your wrongful imprisonment.
HEIZOU ♡⊹˚ I promise [SFW]
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fem. reader (3rd person) ; angst to fluff, I suppose?
3k words.
notes. Slowly trying to finish these out so I can open my asks again. Still, I hope this buildup is satisfactory~ Enjoy ✧˖°.
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The streets of Inazuma hadn't felt so quiet in a long while, despite all the noise happening around him. Normally, the detective would have a lot to do, yet strangely, there was no case that needed his attention. A good thing, right? Of course, Heizou was glad that there was a moment of peace, even if for an instance. Still, he was a detective, and for a detective without a job to solve, he felt restless. And when he felt restless, he found himself thinking back to less than favorable memories. He despised that.
"Come on, let's go get some dango!" A young boy shouted to a girl around his age, the pair running through the streets hastily to their destination. Heizou couldn't help but feel his expression soften, his gaze following them as he walked slower.
"Come on Hei!" He remembers the nickname she'd given him, holding his wrist tightly as they would evade through the other pedestrians.
"I'm going! Slow down." He responded, a smile ever present as she only denied him and went even faster. 
"And miss out on the fresh batch of dango? Nuh huh!" 
He remembers how [F/N] had always loved dango. It was always something they would get whenever they had the extra mora, and the bright smile she would always have never failed to make him in turn smile. 
She also loved to go and have a long look through all the stalls, talking about how she would love to one day run her own business. [F/N] also deeply enjoyed playing kemari like the children near him were doing, unbeknownst to her, always winning because Heizou let her. 
He could only sigh, his expression returning to a frown. There was no denying how deeply he missed her, yet he had no idea what had been of her. Last time he knew, she was engaged to marry, and Heizou could only watch from the sidelines, supporting her to the fullest whenever his busy schedule let him. Before the wedding though, she had suddenly vanished, and Heizou could no longer contact her. He could only watch as her fiancé seemingly moved on, with one of her closest friends better yet.
His intuition was sharp, and if he knew anything, was that the situation was suspicious. Yet, he couldn't for a while find [F/N], and neither her friend nor her former partner wished to speak with him. He was left to ponder and brood by himself, reminiscing over his friend whilst hoping she would be alright. 
It was during one of these afternoons that, with seemingly no cases to crack, Heizou decided to go through a pile of papers that no one within the Tenryo Commission wished to go through. It mostly consisted of papers left by his predecessor, including evidence that led to nothing, testimonies that held no weight, files that described cases that were closed. Heizou's trained eye went through them all, half wishing to find something to do and some case to truly solve. And something he did find, his day ending up doing a massive flip as the sudden gale of information blew him away. 
Amidst the files he found a familiar name, it being none other than the one he'd once held so dear - [F/N]. Shock and disbelief washed over him as he carefully read over every little word, sitting himself up in a more comfortable manner as he deconstructed everything, piece by piece. 
It made no sense. It simply didn't. If he knew anyone, it would be his friend [F/N]. He would bet his life on her character, and attempted murder of her fiancé was one of the last crimes he would ever even humor her committing. Yet the file described it as such, the evidence, in his eyes, being nothing more than circumstantial at best. The attached papers regarded potential witnesses, yet there were no interviews done, and as such, no alibi thoroughly checked. 
It made his blood boil, yet he couldn't deny how he was biased. Even still, if no one would pick up her case, Heizou would have to do it himself. He didn't leave his office for the rest of the following day, and the days that came after, he dedicated every moment that he wasn’t eating or sleeping to making sure he went through all. Of. The. Evidence. In fact, he'd even unearthed leads no one would've even considered, painstakingly going through every little point before beginning to construct his case. 
It wasn't long after he found where she was being detained. It broke his heart to even think she was being held for something she didn't do, yet Heizou was on a mission to ensure her release. During one such day, finally, Sara had witnessed him leaving his quarters, yet no questions were asked. The mere expression he showed was enough to her to give him space, watching how he simply walked out into the streets. 
He'd managed to appoint a visit, and upon being told someone wished to see her, [F/N] couldn't even fathom who it would be. Life in prison had been rough, and even more so when there was this constant weight on her about no one believing her. No one allowed her to send letters outside, the ostracisation of being labeled a murderer rendering her completely alone. Even the guards gazed upon her with pure hatred, only speaking with her when only utterly necessary. Not even her family wished to see her, cutting her off and publicly outing her in order to save face. 
Thus, she was completely shocked upon reaching the visitation room, only to see none other than Heizou. He smiled warmly in her direction, the mere action being almost enough to bring her to tears.
"Hei?" She'd let out, almost as if hesitating it was her who he came to see. 
"Hey, [F/N]. Come, have a seat with me?" Instead he welcomed her, patting the table so she would come closer. He only watched with heartbreak as she hesitantly came closer, sitting in front of him while only gazing at him from time to time.
She looked nothing other than exhausted, broken. Her hair was disheveled, the eye bags under her eyes heavy. She'd certainly lost sleep, her skin paler to reflect her poor health. She almost hid her eyes behind her hair, head hanging low. It looked nothing like the [F/N] he remembered, Heizou doing his utmost to remain calm and soothing to her. 
"Hey, [F/N], look at me?" He'd calmly beckoned, extending his hand to her as he tilted his head gently. He watched as she obliged, finally raising her head before eventually taking his hand. "I'm sorry I've taken so long. I thought you'd simply moved away and no one would speak to me about it."
"I thought that you'd…"
"Abandon you?" He finished for her, watching how her eyes grew watery at the mere thought. It was his turn to frown, his head shaking in response. "No, no I'd never. I know you'd never do anything like this, [F/N]. Had I known earlier, I'd taken action long ago… I'm sorry."
"It's not your fault, don't blame yourself." She reassured him, her tone a little lighter upon being reassured he was on her side. Finally, she thought, someone that listened to her. At that moment, it was difficult to combat the tears, his grip on her hand tightening. 
"I do blame myself…" Heizou confessed, his smile finally cracking as his eyebrows furrowed. He watched as she looked deep into his gaze, his voice lowering as he took a deep breath. "Had I been more attentive, you wouldn't have ended up here. I'm sorry [F/N], I will do absolutely everything to correct this mistake."
"Hei, you can't possibly mean…."
"I'm already constructing the case." He cut her off, his voice hushing in a tone she had so dearly missed. It held the mischievousness and passion that was so characteristically his. His fingers were now intertwined with hers, his grip confident and welcoming as he warmed her hand. "And… I know you'd perhaps rather not talk about it, but I'll need your help."
"Of course… What can I do?" [F/N] asked, her eyes finally gleaming with a hint of hope that fueled Heizou's fire.
"Can you tell me every name of every person you spoke to on the day that you were accused of committing the crime? I'll need absolutely every name, from morning until night, if you can."
"Okay… I'll try my best." She nodded her head. 
With a small notebook in hand, Heizou meticulously noted down every name, and at which time she'd spoken to them, down to what the topics of conversation were. It had been a while since, yet [F/N] did her absolute best to try and give him as much detail as she could. There wasn't a lot of time of visitation left after that, but Heizou still went through with asking if she had any idea of anyone that would wish her harm, or want her out of any picture. Of course, he had an inkling, yet he still wished to know if there were any other possible viewpoints he should consider. Unsurprisingly, she seemed to not have anyone in mind; given how she was left to rot without any contact with the outside world, it was almost a given. 
"Don't worry, [F/N]. I'll get you out of here, can you hang on just a little longer until I do?" He smiled softly. 
"Of course. Thank you Hei… Truly, thank you." She smiled genuinely to him, her heart beating with hope after such a long while. 
"Good, I knew you could do it. Before I go, though…" Heizou carefully went through his pocket, before asking her to hold her arm out for him. 
Almost reluctantly she did, eyeing him curiously before watching how he gently wrapped something around her wrist. Her lips parted and she gasped upon noticing it was a small bracelet, one of bright and small pearls that reflected an ethereal sheen. 
"Are these-?"
"Yeah, they're pearls from Watatsumi Island." Heizou's smile was enough to make her heart skip a beat, his hand still holding hers in place with a kind touch. He lifted his other arm before revealing he now held a similar one to his own wrist, delighting in the way a smile bloomed on her face. "I promise you, [F/N]. I'll get you out of here, and then I'll take you to Watatsumi just like we wished to when we were younger."
"You kept them all these years…" She laughed softly, reminiscing on how she had once given him a pair of bracelets as a gift - the second one being a precaution, in case he were to lose the first one. 
"Of course I did!" He feigned hurt over her statement, the pair laughing shortly before quieting down. In an act of bravery he tucked some hair behind her ear, smiling with a softer touch to his features now. "Wait for me, [F/N]. I'll do you justice."
"Thank you Hei… I'll wait for as long as needed."
Bias be damned, his fire was all consuming, raging as the detective roared through the evidence without any mercy. All his time, energy and dedication was now spent on a single case, the others being given to his colleagues as he rarely was seen out of his office if not out interviewing witnesses. Heizou watched, he studied, he learned. Most witnesses were cooperative, the very few that hadn't been interviewed showcasing worry for the young girl that had seemingly attempted to commit murder. Coincidentally, or rather not, their testimonies hadn't been brought to the table, leaving him with a lot of important details that could completely shift the perspective of the case. He could feel it, the resolve of it all was at his fingertips, the truth nearly shining through as he finalized compiling all the evidence. 
All that was left was a real culprit behind this framing, but that he already had. From the shadows he watched, his eyes cold and unforgiving as he studied them for days. He watched as [F/N]'s once best friend behaved, living her life seemingly unbothered with no one other than who was once her fiancé. Jealousy… It fit right into the final puzzle, all Heizou needed was a compelling argument, and most of all, a confession. 
But oh, how lucky. The winds seemed to bless his days, for the following events lined up almost too perfectly! A case of fraud came to his hands in which [F/N]'s former fiancé was accused, leading him oh but no choice! to investigate their home to clear his name. Perhaps he was being too dirty in his work, yet at that point, he didn't care. He knew he had the culprit, he only needed for it to be truly undeniable to his superior. And as luck would have it, the fiancé was cleared, the fraud being traced back to his business partner. But oh? What would he find in the same box where he'd found this evidence, but a diary that belonged to none other than his wife? Casually he flipped through it, reading every entry, before finally finding the last piece he needed. 
A single page had been ripped out, the rest of the diary being used as normal. Yet with nothing more than a little charcoal, Heizou was meticulously able to reveal a cute little entry that overlapped the one that was written in the page, an entry that was more than enough to what he needed. The writing was the same, the construction of the phrases followed the same patterns. There was no denying it.
With it, he had everything needed. He had a confession, a confession that had been ripped out from a diary and disposed of to cover the truth. A confession that spoke of the true culprit behind [F/N]'s case, fueled by jealousy of what her best friend couldn't have if she wasn't taken out of the picture. He had witnesses, a rock solid alibi. It had been difficult, but he'd found an older lady that could vouch for [F/N]'s innocence - at the time of the supposed attempted murder, she had been helping her with cleaning her estate, contradictory to what had been spread.
He had everything, and as such, he finally felt it was enough to present the case to Kujou Sara. His superior knew that it had to be something serious for Heizou to dedicate so much time on, and as such, she listened carefully, a few other members of the Commission accompanying her. It took a while, the process was grueling, yet a decision was made.
[F/N] was innocent, wrongly convicted. 
Kujou Sara herself went to the prison where she was held, ordered her immediate release. The woman offered her a sincere apology, promising her name to be cleared without much delay as well as a hefty sum of mora as compensation for her wrongful time spent in jail. Heizou was there waiting for her as well, offering her a place to stay until it was safe for her to return to the public eye. 
Never had an embrace felt so warm, the young detective holding her tightly while allowing her to freely cry.
It didn't take long before such a freeing moment finally arrived. The Raiden Shogun herself had been presented the evidence, and after the fact, she ordered a letter be written to announce [F/N]'s wrongful conviction and innocence. Under Her Almighty's name was the young woman deemed innocent, and to those that wouldn't view her as such from that moment on could expect retribution were they to try anything. Only under such a statement would the public be swayed, for if their Archon vouched for an innocent life, they themselves could vouch as well - a twisted point of view, for Heizou, yet it was all that could be done thanks to Kujou Sara. 
The fresh air of Narukami hadn't ever felt so liberating. It had been a long while since [F/N] had been able to walk through the streets, Heizou accompanying her as they held hands for her to feel more reassured. His warm squeeze would often bring her back to reality, the reality that she couldn't help but question, after all, she was free?  Her eyes would wander around with a small smile, basking in everything she could see while she was still unaware of everything - Heizou figured it was still too early for her to know who had been the cause of her false incarceration; she deserved to first savor her freedom before taking time to process everything else. 
"I can't believe I'm free… And it's all thanks to you, Hei." She smiled his way, her face finally gleaming with the light he so much adored. 
"You don't have to mention it. I promised, didn't I?" He in turn smiled back, bringing her ever so closer, basking in her presence as they remained with their hands intertwined. 
"Yes, you did." [F/N] giggled. "And you promised you'd take me to Watatsumi, too." 
Despite the clear tease, he nodded his head with full confidence. "Indeed. Our trip is next week, okay? Don’t forget to start packing." He basked in delight at how she seemed taken aback, him in turn laughing melodiously. "I already have the tickets, and a wonderful little house where we can stay. I can't wait to show you all the best sights!"
"You could've told me! I didn't want you to pay for everything!' [F/N] whined, eyebrows furrowing as the blush on her face deepened in color.
"Don't you worry your pretty little head." Heizou cooed, smiling innocently enough before he added with a hum. "Though, if you wish to repay, I'll gladly take some fresh dango as payment?"
"Deal!" She nodded her head, before holding his hand tighter and beginning to walk faster. "Let's go then, I'll buy you all the dango you want!"
"Oh? How generous!" He laughed merrily, the dreamy smile on his face never leaving his face as he basked in the similar scenario of his younger days. 
Yes, some dango and green tea sounded like a great, delicious way to celebrate another solved case.
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apompkwrites · 2 years
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the hiyori case || shikanoin heizou
masterlist characters: heizou genre: angst contains: reader death, swears, spoilers for heizou's hangout events summary: as aether sorts through the files after becoming heizou''s supervisor for the day, he discovers a case that seems to be of great importance to the great detective. notes: before i go through with that 5wirl idea, i wanted to keep up my tradition of writing characters for the first time with angst :)
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aether stood by the case files, thumbing through the pages of ones that caught his (or paimon's) eye. he finds himself rolling his eyes at the "prince of mischief" that he and paimon so "cleverly" deduced to be the one and oni they had come to know. he lets out a light chuckle at the thought of gorou being called out to help search for the missing dogs in ritou. he raises an eyebrow, amused at the uncreative title of "heizou talks fraud".
however, paimon finds a case file tucked away among the rest of them that seems to catch her eye.
"aether! aether!" she cries out, letting out quiet grunts as she shimmies the bundle of papers out of the shelf. she flies over to aether, waving it in the air. "let's look at this one!"
"what's got you so excited over this one?" aether hums, raising a brow as he grabs the file from his companion.
"it looks really serious! unlike the other ones we read," paimon points out, gesturing towards the messy title written on the cover. "see?"
aether swats at paimon's hand which covers the title due to her jittery movements. he stares for a moment before pursing his lips. unlike the others, there was no real hint at what the actual case was about.
the hiyori case was written hastily, the letters barely legible. aether simply nods before opening the file, his eyes quickly scanning over the contents of the first page.
the hiyori case: in the early hours of XXXX, the body of (l/name) (name) was found on shikanoin heizou's doorstep.
"what?!" paimon cried out, scurrying away from reading over aether's shoulders. aether jumps at the shrill scream, much like the others surrounding the area. heizou shoots the two a curious look before his eyes land on the file in aether's hands. the complaint letter he had previously received was crumpled in his fist before falling to the ground.
"where..." heizou had a question on the tip of his tongue before he shook his head. he already knew the answer. he let out a shaky breath before grabbing aether's wrist, dragging the traveler behind his workplace. once he let go, he crossed his arms, his eyes averted and staring at the floor. "...well?"
"huh?"
"out with it," he huffed. "you read the case, right?"
"ah, only the first part," aether muttered, rubbing the back of his neck. "we... we don't have to look at it. i can put it back and we can talk about--"
"no," heizou interrupted, quickly shaking his head. "this case... it's already been solved."
"huh? so why is it in the case files?" paimon asked, tilting her head curiously. "paimon thought the case files over there were unsolved?"
"i... never had the heart to get rid of it," heizou responded, finally looking back up. "just... go ahead and read it."
"you sure?"
heizou only nodded.
the hiyori case: in the early hours of XXXX, the body of (l/name) (name) was found on shikanoin heizou's doorstep.
shikanoin heizou was not named as the prime suspect as he had been under direct watch the night of (l/name) (name) death as shown in the autopsy.
the autopsy report of (l/name) (name): the deceased, (l/name) (name), police station detective, rank doushin. clothes torn at time of death consistent with injuries. bruises and cuts from a knife found on the body. the victim's blood was found to have created a trail to shikanoin heizou's doorstep, beginning outside the archway leading to the shikanoin residence. cause of death is found to be loss of blood derived from the various cuts and stab wounds found on the victim.
aether could only wince at the details of the autopsy, shivering at the photos attached alongside it. the cruel sight of a (h/color)-haired individual sprawled out helplessly on the cobblestone path. their left arm was stretched above them, as if they were reaching out for something.
shikanoin heizou's testimony: the last time i saw (name) would have been the day before they... y'know. they said they were going to continue their investigation on the missing caravan. something about having a lead that they wanted to pursue. i... i offered to go with them. i mean, i wasn't doing much. well, that's a lie. i just wanted to go with them. but kujou sara had been watching over me to make sure i got my reports done so i had to stay the entire night. i didn't go home. i really wish i did.
aether glanced up at heizou who was fiddling with the accessories on his clothes. paimon let out a quiet hum, her eyes looking up at heizou as well.
"poor heizou," she cooed, holding her hands behind her back. "do you think he and (l/name) (name) were close?"
"judging by his reaction when he saw the file..." aether let his eyes go back to the file in his hands.
the missing caravan case: the missing caravan case was the last case (l/name) (name) had investigated prior to their death. the case involved a caravan that had been reported missing by the international trade association. the caravan was en route from ritou to inazuma city. the contents were reported to be financial reports as well as various goods that had been surrendered to the association. (l/name) (name) had a lead that they had been unable to submit a report on before their death.
"so they had a lead on a missing caravan?" paimon hummed, turning to aether. "would that have been reason for their death?"
"maybe..." aether's assumptions proved to be right when they caught heizou uncomfortably shuffling in front of him.
(l/name) (name)'s message: heizou, i know kujou sara's been breathing down your neck lately. i told you to get your reports done and not to put them off! maybe next time you'll listen to me! anyway, after i figure out this lead, i'll head home. you probably won't be able to until morning, but hopefully i'll be awake to see you! i can make you some tonkatsu if you want! make sure you don't sleep on your desk! you'll get back problems before you even hit your mid-life crisis!
"they sent a message to heizou, huh?" paimon pointed out. "you know, this seems like a friend message between coworkers... almost a bit too friendly."
...so that's how it is, aether thought to himself, a tight feeling in his chest as he flipped the page.
conviction of hiyori xxxx: the suspect, hiyori xxxx, 22 years old, unemployed. hiyori was unemployed and, as such, took up underground jobs intercepting caravan routes and stealing its contents. his latest job to intercept an international trade association caravan en route to inazuma city was discovered by detective (l/name) (name). a knife was found in hiyori's possession. (l/name) (name)'s dna remained on the blade. upon interrogation, he confessed to the murder. for the crime of felony murder against an official, hiyori xxxx is hereby sentenced to death. punishment will be carried out upon an official's request. said official shall be whoever signs this file. this file shall be kept as evidence. signed: kujou sara.
"oh! kujou sara signed it!" paimon gasps, patting aether's shoulder. the traveler merely nods before closing the file, tucking it under his arm. heizou's eyes shot up to meet aether's.
"ah, you finished so soon?" he hummed softly, the confident and snarky tone missing from his voice. "so? any questions?"
"the victim, (l/name) (name)..." aether trailed off for a moment. "how did you know them?"
"they were my... partner, you could say," heizou chuckled, crossing his arms. "we worked together even before ending up with the police. we just sort of stuck together."
"that can't be all!" paimon pouts, gesturing to the file in aether's arm wildly. "the files had a message from the victim addressed to you!"
"heh, you caught me," heizou laughed, his shoulders slumping. "mmm we were partners, i wasn't lying on that. i'd say they were the best partner i ever had."
"what about the missing caravan case?" aether was quick to change the subject, much to paimon's dismay.
"(name) had been obsessed with that case. i had a hunch but i never knew why for sure. i wish i took that case from them, that much i'm sure of."
"and the suspect was hiyori... something," aether pointed out. "the first name's all crossed out."
"i found him," heizou nodded, his eyes glaring daggers at the file. "i found that bastard and begged for kujou sara to put him to death. i wanted him dead because he left them for dead. a low life like him didn't deserve to rot in jail."
"heizou's... really intense about this, huh?" paimon mutters under her breath.
"i crossed his name out. he doesn't deserve to be known either," heizou continued. "you saw that photo of (name), right? in front of ou... my house?"
aether simply nodded.
"they crawled their way there. they could have lived that night if i got home quicker or... or if that bastard didn't track them down and stab them again."
aether handed the file off to paimon before stepping closer to heizou, placing his hand against the detective's arm. he didn't say anything and opted to stand there in silent comfort.
"they... this case was the reason i do what i do now," heizou muttered, his voice wavering. "i stare at that case every damn day because i try to forget it's there only to see it again. i want to get every case done the right way because... because i worry about that case."
"worry about what?" paimon asked, her head tilting slightly.
"that i was wrong," heizou clarified. "i worry that i begged for a person to die for a crime they may not have done. i look over the clues the police station has every time i can because i might have missed something last time. and every time i have to look at their face. not the one i have framed at home but the one that's battered and bloodied on the concrete in front of my house."
heizou clutches onto aether's arm which was the closest thing he could grab for stability.
"they were the best partner i could ever ask for, aether... and the archons know that i miss them and would trade everything in the world just to come back home to them like they would expect me to..."
ending: the detective duo
"they were the best partner i could ever ask for."
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ode-to-spring · 1 year
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˚⊹₊ ⋆ MISC. BOYFRIEND HEADCANONS ...ꜜ
genshin boys as significant others, what are their little quirks that make loving them all the more worth it?
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ੈ♡˳ ayato, diluc, gorou, heizou, itto, thoma, venti, xiao, & zhongli x reader (romantic, separate !) yes they're in alphabetical order cause i'm me
ੈ♡˳ category :: fluff :)
ੈ♡˳ warnings :: n/a, please tell me if i missed any !
ੈ♡˳ a/n :: ouuuu emilia's writing again OUUUU
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. . . boyfriend! ayato, who always delivers gifts for you when he's on trips abroad. it's a secret he'll never tell his peers, but he hates going on business trips. not because he dislikes the notion of traveling, or that he isn't willing to fulfil his duties as yashiro commissioner, but he doesn't like how it takes him away from you. thus, even when you're an entire ocean away, he sends you little souvenir and delicacies from wherever he visits to let you know that you're remembered. an embroidered fan from liyue, world class pies from mondstadt, delicious sweets from sumeru... nothing is too lavish for his love, who never leaves his mind no matter where in the world he may be.
. . . boyfriend! diluc, who leaves you little notes at the winery for you to find. sometimes, his duties call earlier than he'd want them to (much to his dismay, if he decides he hasn't spent enough tine with you yet). on those days when he'll have to leave at dawn without being able to give you so much as a goodbye, he takes time to scribble down a message for you before he takes off. messages of love, little reminders, a brief on where he's going and why-- anything he can to show you that he still cares no matter where on teyvat he goes.
. . . boyfriend! gorou, who likes laying on your lap after a long day of training. at first, you teased him for it, saying his dog genes were getting the best of him, but after a while you noticed he genuinely seemed comfortable with you that way. more often than not he'd fall asleep, even. kokomi explains it as him seeing you as his comfort person, that he'd be at ease when he was with you despite how tired he'd be from duties as general. you found this phenomenon quite adorable.
. . . boyfriend! heizou, who claims he can think more clearly and work much better when you're by his side. a childish claim from he who claims to be the best detective in the world, but he couldn't care any less. he always manages to make up an excuse for you to come along on his cases. when investigating, sometimes he asks for stupid things under the guise of asking for your help. holding his hand so he can lead the both of you closer to the answer? undoubtedly logic in his eyes! grabbing you by the waist to keep you near him so you won't get lost? don't see the problem with that! kissing his forehead so his genius brain can work better? ...alright, maybe that will take him a bit too out of commission to focus on the case.
. . . boyfriend! itto, who has the ataraki gang help him to set up your dates. knowing him, he won't allow anything involving you to be simple and sweet, no no, he's all about extravagance! only the best for the love of his life, he says! last minute planning and execution with the arataki gang has become a recurring factor when it's his turn to decide on dates and the nature of them. admittedly, they don't quite always go well... maybe a little fire here from burning food they cooked, or a horrible attempt of a live musical performance going south because of the members sheer lack of skill... but it's the thought and effort that counts! and they certainly have a lot of that ♡
. . . boyfriend! thoma, who always makes you handmade and homemade gifts. whether it's a little origami craft he learned how to make, a pastry he got the recipe of recently, or a flower crown with blossoms he picked himself while out to do errands-- he's willing to give anything he can to you. they aren't just random little trinkets either, not for him at least. each one he makes with the intention of giving it to you first and foremost. love and care are carefully put into the craft, and you always get first look when he tries something new. after all, you deserve nothing but the best in his eyes!
. . . boyfriend! venti, who embarrasses you by singing songs he wrote for you in public. as a bard, he considers it his duty to entertain the people of his city, but does he really need to make it obvious who his songs are for specifically? he sings with such a smile on his face that you know he knows what he's doing, annoying bastard. his excuse? well, he wants to proclaim to the whole world his love for you! songs dedicated to you will reach across the seas of teyvat and be sung till the end of time, he promises. for as long as his music lives and his lyrics never die from peoples memory, memoirs of his love for you will live for ages to come.
. . . boyfriend! xiao, who never fails to make time for you. work as a yaksha is terribly busy-- even when there aren't any demons around liyue to eradicate, he spends a great amount of his days patrolling and protecting the nation however he can. but still, he makes sure that his work doesn't keep him away from you for too long. he isn't quite used to this relationship thing, and frankly might not know his way around making you feel loved, but he tries. even the simple moments of rest he has with you he appreciates, he can only hope you feel the same.
. . . boyfriend! zhongli, who takes you out to gorgeous places in liyue. barely anyone would have discovered otherwise. he has governed this land for a great many centuries, and in turn have seen the rise and fall of many beautiful places due to change in geographical landscapes. but still, he's bound to have a few with beauty preserved throughout the years, and he's more than happy to take you to all of them. on top of tourist worthy spots, he sometimes brings a bit of food, wine,  and flowers to present to you on these dates, as well as a great many stories if where you're visiting to keep you both entertained.
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shizukano · 1 year
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Heizou who was caught staring at you, eyes widening briefly before throwing a flirty lil wink! Then proceeds to turn around and go back to whatever he was doing, pretending like nothing happened...when in fact his heart was about ready to burst out of his chest, cheeks incredibly warm while silently scolding himself!
How could he be so careless! He couldn't let you catch onto his feelings! Not until he's sure his brilliant little plan to confess to you would go perfectly!
So for now...he had to be more subtle when staring!
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redheadloverr · 5 months
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Physical touch
my hc for the type of physical touch genshin men show during sex
sub gn!reader x dom albedo, ayato, childe, dainsleif, diluc, gorou, heizou, itto, kaeya, kazuha, lyney, scaramouche, thoma, venti, wriothesley, xiao, zhongli
as always, MDNI, explicit content ahead!
he holds your hands in missionary. he holds you as he whispers to you, telling you how good you feel and how good you’re doing. he starts slow and speeds up the more noise you make. he loves forcing you to focus your gaze on him, watching him roughly fuck you.
Albedo, Diluc, Wriothesley, Zhongli, Ayato, Thoma, Dainsleif, Gorou, Kazuha, Lyney, Venti, Xiao,
he holds your hips & pulls your hair while spooning. he loves morning sex, he loves the thrill of being in you the second the day arises. he starts slow and sweet, holding your hips as he whispers sweet nothings into your ear. he gets rougher, pulling your hair, maybe even biting down on your shoulder the more he’s inside you. he loves the soft noises your body makes against his, and the noises that come out of you especially when he pulls your hair.
Childe, Kaeya, Wriothesley, Scaramouche, Itto, Heizou, Lyney
he slaps your ass & pulls your hair in doggy style. he gets turned on by making you feel pain, he slaps you when he’s feeling good. he also likes to slap you to make the momentum a bit faster, to get you going a little more. he pulls your hair to go deeper in you, feeling you squirm under him as he does.
Lyney, Heizou, Kaeya, Scaramouche, Itto, Childe, Ayato
he plays with your nipples & leaves hickies on your chest during cowgirl. he loves playing with your chest as he see’s you lustfully use him to pleasure yourself. he finds pleasuring you exhilarating, he thrives to be your sex slave, watching you use him like you haven’t had sex in years. he loves to leave hickies on your chest and neck, exciting the both of you.
Albedo, Ayato, Dainsleif, Diluc, Kazuha, Thoma, Venti, Xiao
he places his hand on your underbelly in any and all positions. he has a bit of a size kink, he loves feeling his dick inside you, he likes seeing and feeling the outline. nothing turns him on more than seeing his partner be absolutely pounded by something twice their size. he never fails to praise you on how well you’re taking him either, making sure you know you’re doing such a good job at turning him on.
Wriothesley, Childe, Diluc, Zhongli, Itto
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nogenderbee · 24 days
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♡˗ˏ✎*ೃ˚ 𝕎𝕖𝕒- 𝕊𝕋ℝ𝕆ℕ𝔾!? ₊˚ˑ༄
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*ੈ✩‧₊˚ anon request: Could I request Heizou, Kazuha, Lyney, and Kaeya with a petite, short reader that wields heavy weaponry?
*ੈ✩‧₊˚ Absolutely!! Oh my gosh I swear I love this idea and I don't know why, I just do! I picked claymore since it seems like heaviest weapon in genshin so despite you mentioning it, I felt like it was the best way to go! Anyway, hope you somehow like it!
*ੈ✩‧₊˚ fluff
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✧ your height always made Kaeya a bit amused, you're the same age as him and yet he could just rest your arm on your head without a single problem
✧ but he also knew you were an excellent fighter so he never doubted your abilities even if he never saw you fighting
✧ and that's what intrigued him one night... he realized he showed off his combat skills in front of you and you never even told him what weapon you use!
"Hey darling, don't you think you're a little unfair? You never even told me what weapon you use. Could it he catalyst and you're simply flustered about it~?"
"Oh no, you just never asked. But it's claymore!"
"You- fight with claymore? Well that's unexpected~"
✧ he's definitely surprised but not to the point he wouldn't believe it... he always saw how you were pretty strong, especially for your height so he could see you using weapon this heavy...
✧ but now he wants to see you fight even more! He's not gonna get you into dangerous situation on purpose but he certainly will try to convince you to show off or to practice together
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@bleachtheidiot - come get your cavalry capitan~
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✧ Kauzha never minded your height, he knew he'd love you the same even if you'd be 30cm taller than him, height didn't matter here
✧ but it certainly made it so much easier for him to give you affections he wanted
✧ but he fant decline that your height did make him feel a bit more protective of you despite knowing you could fight well
✧ he'd gladly fight everyone on your way if it meant you could stay in back and be sure you're in no danger
✧ but he's also aware you're independent so he won't stop you from fighting for yourself
✧ but when you suddenly take out claymore... he was stunned in place and it took him a little while to go back to fighting
✧ after that, he definitely compliments your fight style and actually goes on with his day, happy he got to know something new about you
"That's fighting style I didn't expect. But I'm happy as long as you feel comfortable with it. You did great job with defeating those enemies too."
✧ he knows your weapon is heavy so he'll sometimes offer to carry it for you when you're not fighting but don't get him wrong, he doesn't question your strength, he just likes doing little acts of service for you
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@bleachtheidiot - come get your poetic samurai~
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✧ you thought you could leave this mystery unknown to Heizou? The greatest detective in Inazuma? C'mon, you should know better than that even if you're outlander!
✧ he made a notice of your strength and figured it couldn't come from a bow or catalyst unless your just use your fists like he does-
✧ the best thing is, he won't ever say it straight to you, even if he notices you walking with claymore or even fighting by passing nearby
✧ instead, he'll act all curious like he doesn't know, maybe even reading you a bit
"I use catalyst. You could've asked me sooner."
"Oh don't joke like that. How could someone who can't reach too shelve use claymore? I mean, look at you dear... you're too cute for weapon like that~"
✧ it night be a bit rude of him but he just can't he'll himself from doing so when he knows you'll give him that little pout or upset face later
✧ don't worry, prove him wrong and he'll let it go just a little... but don't worry, if his teasing makes you upset, it's always followed by apology kiss
✧ overally, he's proud to have someone like you as his partner and adores your deceiving looks, always adoring others reactions upon discovering what weapon you wield
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@bleachtheidiot - come get your flirty detective~
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✧ Lyney wasn't really interested this much in what weapon you wield, he was relieved as long as he knew you had something to yourself
✧ he never really was curious enough to ask so it was probably actual fight when he got to discover you wield a heavy weapon like claymore
✧ let's be honest here, he's a sucker for strength in his partner and it runs in family and I will not listen to anything else you might tell me
✧ your gender doesn't even matter here, he'll immidietly turn into admiration mode and you can be sure this little fact about you will sit in his head for WEEKS
✧ but of course, he'll reject it and the fact he's blushing with some cheesy line followed by magic trick to distract you
"Distracted?! Me?! Oh no, no... I think you're the one distracted here. I mean... you didn't even noticed the rainbow rose in your hair, did you? Well I think your surprised expression only adds to your adorable self~"
✧ still, he's really bad at hiding him so if you're together for more than a month, you'll most likely figure out he's not telling you something and it must be his embarrassment because he usually shares most of his secrets with you
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@bleachtheidiot - come get your charming magician~
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donutsupremacy · 6 months
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6reeze Smut Imagines
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Warnings
Written during 4.0
Idk how to smut tbh so brave urself
⚠️MINORS DNI, SMUT ONLY⚠️
Reader is gender neutral, but still has a hole— somewhere lol
Reader is submissive because I say so
Reader isn't traveller
Reader having a vision or not is up to your choice, it's irrelevant either way
Heizou is self-indulgent and long asf but let's pretend it's not
Xiao, Heizou and Scara give u crempie (Breeding kink kinda not exactly but uwu)
There's both degrading and praising I think u know who has which
ALL OF THESE ARE 100% CONSENSUAL AND YOU'RE THEIR S/O
Edg*ng (Aether)
C*ckw*rming (Venti)
Exh*biti*nism (Xiao)
Blindfolded (Kazuha)
S*mn*philia (Heizou)
Bondage (Wanderer)
Ooc 1000%
A/N: I'm too busy to do kinktober, but I decided to make this as a quick way to satiate my own thirsty ass
I probably wrote some of these kinks in a wrong way.
I kinda released this a few weeks ago by accident— those who somehow saw it before I made it private and then deleted it pls just ignore that it was a draft after all :'D
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Aether (Edging)
Your teeth and nails sunk into his already sensitive, hot flesh, grunting as his hips snapped against yours violently. The bed underneath you creaks just as loud as the erotic sounds of his cock pistoning in and out of you.
A strained, shaky moan slips past your lips, the core in your abdoment tightening as he rubs every inch of your inner walls. Just a little more and you're going to—
*Shhlck~*
"Gh—!..."
You arched your back, shivering as he left your gaping hole empty, the burning sensation in your lower region had dissipated once again. "Y-You-!!"
"Sshh... Paimon's stirring a little~"
You hesitantly looked over at Paimon sleeping nearby, her eyes closed with drool streaming down her lips, she must be having a lovely dream while her two travelling companions were busy satisfying eachother's lustful desires.
You huffed, looking up and glaring at the blonde, the smirk on his face only made your face flush brighter. "What's wrong?... Feeling empty?~" He teased, rubbing salt in the wound by poking your abused hole with his cock coated in your fluids, the tip slipping inside with ease.
You almost bit your own tongue off, a quiet grunt slipping past your lips. Before you could even say anything, he had plunged into you again, grounding your arms down as you gasped at your stretched walls.
"A-Aeth-!!" "Lower your voice... If you don't, i'm not letting you finish~"
The sound of his skin slapping against yours was the only thing you could hear other than your erratic breaths, your eyes rolling upwards into your skull from your abused walls being rubbed so violently.
"Ah... always s-so tight~..."
He leans down, his shoulders with several bite marks belonging to you now right at your lips. "Go on, you can bite it again~" You sunk your teeth into his flesh once again, a shaky breath heard from the blonde.
"P-Please... please!!" You managed to wheeze out quietly, shaking like a leaf as you felt a wave of pleasure about to wash over you, your toes curling, barely able to contain a scream of—
* Shhhhliiick~*
The incoming pleasure died quicker than it came once he pulled out, your mouth detaches from his shoulder with a shaky sigh as he leaned away from you, grinning at your flushed, sweaty face, trembling with quiet whimpers and tears streaming down your face. You look so wonderful like this...
"Please... please, p-please..." You whispered out, feeling your mind running in circles, chasing after the bliss Aether had denied you of many times. You were going inane, all you could think about was him railing you into a blabbering mess.
He plants a soft kiss on youre forehead, a sniffle heard from you as the arousal in your lower half only burned in pain. "My dear, that isn't going to work... you're being too noisy."
With a chuckle, his twitching cock nudges at your entrance, a choked sob coming from you was all he needed for encouragement as he slips himself inside, panting as your entrance swallowed him whole without a problem.
You whimpered, your walls were so sensitive. And yet, he continued to plunge in and out of you so mercilessly.
"Keep quiet now... we're almost there~"
This teasing bastard...
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Venti (Cockwarming)
Straddled on his lap, stripped of your clothes from top to bottom, legs wrapped around his waist while your arms held onto him for dear life. A single arm holding your hips and grounding you down on his cock, your chest pressed against his. It was quite a situation you found yourself in.
"D-Done...?" You managed to ask in a trembling tone, you didn't want to turn around, not yet. If you so as to shift even a little bit, you'll immediately come undone with him still inside of you.
Suggesting this was a horrible idea.
You heard the sound of him sighing, but it sounded more playful than frustrating. His fingers tapped against your skin as he held your waist tightly, it was as if he had an electro vision, sending jolts of electricity dancing across your delicate skin.
"Mmm... I'm in quite a conundrum with this verse, love... What do you think of;—" At that point, your mind had gone blank, you buried your head into his shoulders with soft whimpers pouring out of your lips.
Everything was too hot, your body, your skin, his touches. It's getting unbearable now.
He stopped, chuckling in amusement as he set his lyre down, rubbing circles on your back. You're not sure if he was trying to soothe you, or make it worse as you arched your back at his touch. And then, you moaned oh-so-quietly.
"Mmm... That sound... it's- heavenly~" Venti whispered in a husky tone, his hot breath hitting the shell of your ear, sending chills down your spine. "I... would like to hear more, if you may?"
You opened your mouth to decline, but your words were left lodged in your throat as you felt both of his hands now gripping your waist. You hitched a breath, his fingers pressing against your delicate skin.
"Actually, you know what? Allow me~"
His fingers dug deeper into your flesh, grabbing a tight hold of your waist before lifting you up almost effortlessly, nearly out of your hole, and then slamming you back down onto his cock.
"H-HAAH!! V-VENTI—!!!"
He grunted when your dug your nails into his back, but it was well worth it to see you grasping onto him tighter than ever, your breathing uneven and your body shaking like a leaf.
Flushed face, sweating bullets. The way your soft inner walls hugged him, clasping down on the base of his cock, refusing to free him. He took that as an invitation. "A-Ah~ I think i've found the perfect melody!... But—"
You were still in a dazed state, confused as his words as you were fucked out of your mind. It wasn't until you felt him grasp your hips again did he lift you almost all the way up, before shoving you back down without a second to spare.
"V-VENT—!!~..."
He throbbed inside of you, and you felt that burning sensation shoot throughout your body. It didn't help when he purposely shifted around, squirming underneath you as a sly way to grind against your now overly sensitive hole.
He grabbed his lyre, pulling a string as the melodious note rang out. He grabs your hips again, a yelp leaving your hoarse throat.
"I'll have to hear a little more to continue composing the next verse~"
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Xiao (Exhibitionism)
"What kind of pathetic entertainment is this?"
You shuddered, he was absolutely infuriated.
Pinned against the wall of Wangshu Inn, the adeptus keeps an iron grip around your wrists, a knee shoved in-between your legs, barely an inch away from your clothed region. You weren't going to struggle out any time soon.
"Is this the type of pleasure you derive from? To see me suffer while yearning for you?" He growled softly, face flushed a deep red whilst his teeth gently nipped your skin.
For the entire evening, you had a lovely dinner with Zhongli, who was more than happy to narrate a thrilling battle of the Geo Archon.
However, it was hard to pay attention when you could hear the sound of Xiao's strained grunts, his erratic breathing whenever your fingers trailed up his thighs. His hips jerked upwards everytime you just so happened to brush your fingertips against the tent in his pants, clutching onto the table tightly, nearly snapping a chunk of it off.
There were so many people around, and Zhongli was blissfully unaware of your tempting administrations towards your beloved. His excuse— 'The chair is too stiff.'
"Ahaha... S-Sorry Xiao... but you were so close to me I couldn't help it~"
That excuse was even worse.
Now, bent over the railing with Xiao mercilessly thrusting in and out of you, reducing you into a blabbering, moaning mess. You feel the air knocked out of your lungs with every thrust, your eyes growing teary as his cock rubbed every inch of your abused walls. You clutched onto the railing, but at that point, he had fucked you hard enough that your strength had practically melted.
Luckily for you, he was already holding you by the waist, pulling you closer to sink himself deeper into you, it was painful— you felt like you've climaxed about 6 times already.
Unluckily for you, you noticed a few people chatting at the bottom of Wangshu Inn, you were both at the very top, and if they looked up— they were going to see a very... unforgettable sight.
You bit your tongue, surpressing your noises, only letting out quiet, strained whimpers.
He leans in closer, pressing his chest against your back, his hot breath hitting the shell of your ear. "Ah... What's wrong?... Why are you so quiet now?"
Followed by a particular thrust, shoving you deeper onto the base of this cock. "This is what you wanted, no? You wanted me to bend you over and take you from behind while surrounded with other people... That's what you did to me- I took it as a hint that you want the same thing."
"Or did you want me to just stuff every single drop of my cum inside of you?"
You were forced to bite your own hand, letting a shaky moan slip out, your eyes rolling back, shaking violently while your legs buckled. He holds you up, deciding to do it again and again- you were an absolute mess now.
Your chest pressed against the railing, his hips flushed against yours, cock buried deep inside of you as you felt him twitch. "I see... you can't handle the same treatement."
"N-Ngh-!!~" You felt it. You felt that familiar sensation flooding inside of you. Hot and sticky, filling you up as he thrusts lightly, as if he was shoving more and more of himself inside of you, ensuring not a single drop leaks out.
Your body trembled violently, his chest pressing against your back, pulling you flushed against his body, almost as if he was afraid of you disappearing.
He remains nestled inside of you comfortably, your panting mixed with his erratic breathing, his head leaning onto your shoulder. "...How do you feel?" He asked softly, placing a finger under your chin and gently guiding you to look at him. He may have been pissed earlier... but he still cares about you deeply.
"F-Fine... K-Kinda full..." You chuckled softly, leaning away from the railing so you wouldn't have to risk getting caught—
"What do you think you're doing?"
His gloved hand presses your back, pinning you back down, your chest pressing against the railing. You let out a startled sound, covering your mouth as to not make so much noise. As if it couldn't get any worse, he gently thrusts into you.
You let out a strained grunt, gripping onto the railing as he nears your ear. "You're not full enough." He spoke in a husky tone, a shiver running down your spine as he grabs your waist. "Let them all see— let them all see just how much pleasure you derive from when I make you break apart slowly."
"...You're not leaving until I fill you to the brim, if you so as to spill even a single drop— Then i'll make you wish you hadn't started this."
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Kazuha (Blindfolded)
It was innocent.
"Can you guess where next?"
"Ngh!~"
...At first.
You were always interested in the young samurai's impressive skills, specifically his enhanced hearing. His offer to teach you a little about his tricks piqued your interests more, you immediately agreed to your boyfriend's request.
It started off with him practising your hearing capabilities, it was difficult trying to focus on the sound of leaves flying in the wind when you could only hear the bustling noises of Liyue Harbor nearby.
It gradually turned... sensual. It was supposed to be a small test to see how sensitive your perception was to your surroundings while blindfolded, you didn't mind... until he accidentally breathed against the back of your neck, causing you to stiffen and hitch a breath, your back arching at his hot breath kissing your suddenly sensitive skin.
He wanted to see more.
Now, here he was; teasing you as you settled on his lap with your back to his chest, cock erect and squished between the plush of your thighs, twitching violently as you struggled to focus on your senses that were all over the place.
His fingers grazed across your sensitive skin slowly, like a feather dancing across your delicate flesh. You sucked in air through your gritted teeth, gently squeezing his cock with your thighs as a sort of revenge. He lets out a quiet groan of pleasure.
"Mmm... Dear, you won't feel anything if you focus is centered solely around me... Pay attention to your surroundings, focus on the slightest change in the wind or temperature- only then shall I reward you with a bliss that none can contend with." He hummed calmly, gently caressing your skin as he peppered light kisses on your neck. "Tell me- where can you feel the warmth of my palm?"
The blindfold that was blocking your vision helped heightened your other senses, there was no mistake feeling the sudden heat hovering against your waist.
"W-Waist..." You managed to stammer out through your erratic breaths, receiving a proud and content hum from your beloved. And then that sly chuckle...
He finally holds your waist, your hands immediately grabbing onto his wrist from the sudden warmth enveloping your entire body as he lifts you up, adjusting your position and his to poke the crown of his cock against your hole. "Are you ready for your reward?"
You frantically nodded, wanting nothing more than to feel him sliding in and out of your inner flesh, you were already starting to tremble in excitement.
He slowly sinks himself deep inside of you, your head thrown back and resting on his shoulder as you let out strained moans. You were still on the Crux, in the safety of your cabin... but you two should probably stay as quiet as possible.
"Ngh~... How do you feel now, dear?... Do you feel more... full now that i'm nestled inside of you?" He was right, oh god he was right— You've practically lost all of your senses, all you could feel was the overwhelming pleasure inside of you, as if your inner walls had grown extremely sensitive thanks to the blindfold.
"M-More... p-please, Kazu..." You whimpered softly, gripping onto his wrist tightly. He groaned quietly into your ear, gently squeezing your waist as he slowly rolls his hips against your, rubbing your insides ever so slowly. "K-Kazuha!~"
"Tight as... e-ever~..." Even the calm and elusive Kazuha was struggling to speak, let alone going at a slow pace. He wanted to just pin you down and ravage your helpless body from behind... but he knew better than that, he knows that riling you up first before pounding into you until the only word you'll know was his name would be the better choice.
The things you do to this normally calm and collected man.
"You've been such a good student... I think... it's fair only fair that I give you a... 'fulfilling' reward, no?"
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Heizou (Somnophilia)
Squelch~
Followed by a strained, quiet and breathy groan.
You felt your body rocking slowly, a pair of warm hands grasping onto your hips gently, careful to not hurt you.
It didn't take long for you to let out a quiet moan, feeling someone gently thrusting into your hole, the pleasure your body felt began to grow substantially obvious as your vision begans to clear.
You turned your head slowly, greeted by the sight of your boyfriend, holding your thighs and wrapping them around his waist as he buries his throbbing cock back inside of you slowly. You could see beads of sweat trailing down his face, gritted teeth as he shook in pleasure, panting as quietly as he could
His eyes were glued to the way your body swallowed his cock, almost as if you were inviting him in, even while asleep. The sight was addicting, it turned him on so much to see your body accepting him while you were 'asleep'. "T-Tight..." He whispered softly, his face flushed a deep red as he was visibly struggling to hold back.
He wanted to grip onto your waist harshly and fuck you hard until you were awake, to find yourself impaled by him as he thrusts into you mercilessly, the wind knocked out of your lungs with every snap of his hips against yours. He wanted to be your alarm clock, to wake you up by making you come undone as soon as your eyes opened while he filled you to the very brim.
"H-Heiz—"
He stopped, freezing in place as he flushed a faint red colour, his fingers began gripping your thighs a little harder, but not enough to hurt you. "Ah... it seems I... might not have been discreet enough..." He spoke softly as he gazed into your eyes, giving you an apologetic look while still buried deep inside you.
You felt him throbbing against your inner walls, a soft whimper slipping past your lips as you used your elbow to push yourself up slightly- you were pretty sore... how long had he been doing this?
"Heizou—" "I'm sorry..." He sighed softly as his olive eyes darted away, in shame and guilt for taking advantage of your body while asleep. He wanted to desperately continue, to fill your hole up with his cum until it leaks out onto your shared bed.
"I need you... so badly, my gem..." He whispered out, grunting as he held himself in place. "I want you... I wanted you so badly... But when you came home looking so... tired—" He couldn't hold back a gentle thrust, elicting a soft gasp from you. "I didn't want to rob you of your rest..."
You weren't sleepy anymore, you didn't even know what the time could've been, it was still nighttime from what you can see outside the window. "I... tried to take care of... myself, but... ah, even my hands can't compare to you and... your body... I'm aware this is incredibly immoral, but..."
He was breathing heavily, shaking like a leaf as he gave you an apologetic look, you could tell he wanted to continue- you were quite aroused as well, even your body was begging you to let him continue.
You reached out and gently carressed his silky burgundy hair, giving him a reassuring smile. "...You can continue, Heizou..."
He immediately began thrusting into you.
"Gh!— Th-Thank you... thank you—" He wasted no time snapping his hips against yours, the sound of his grunts and your moans filled the room, coupled with his skin slapping against yours violently. He was holding it all in for the entire night, now he can finally let loose and ravage your body whole, to fill you up until you passed out from pleasure.
He began showering you with compliments, burying his flushed face into your shoulder as he inhaled your scent. "You... why do you always... make me like this? Reducing me... from being the sharpest and... most sucessful detective... into a complete needy mess for you..."
He continues to hold your waist with one hand while carressing your cheek gently with the other.
"I feel like... such a criminal. It feel's illegal to have such an amazing [S/O] like you~..." He chuckled softly as he spoke in a husky tone, leaning down to plant his lips against yours, his tongue sliding into your wet cavern, intertwined with your tongue.
The two of you closed your eyes, your arms wrapped around his neck as he brings himself closer to you by lifting you up slighty by the waist, your scent and warmth were absolutely intoxicating to him, he just can't help but want more of you.
His thrusts were getting sloppy, and it didn't take long for you to feel him shoving himself deep inside you, his finger nails digging into your flesh.
You felt long ropes of his seed spurting out from his cock and slowly filling up your hole, followed with light and gentle thrusts, as if he was trying to milk out more of himself for you. He lets out quiet grunts into the kiss, finally feelin the ecstacy he himself had denied for the sake of your rest.
Soon, his lips detached from yours, a thin trail if your saliva and his connecting the tips of your tongues together, your light breathing mixed with his erratic breaths. He had been suffering the entire time you were asleep.
He sat up, sliding his cock out of your hole, causing you both to shudder and moan at the loss of eachother. He grinned at the sight; Your neck and collar had been littered with faint marks left by him, you body trembling, face flushed a bright shade of red and sweat trailing down the side, his load slowly leaking out of you. He felt himself getting hard again just by staring at you.
You're an absolute masterpiece.
"Man alive... how did I manage to capture the hottest [S/O] in all of Teyvat all for myself?..." He muttered quietly to himself, gazing at you with eyes full of adoration and affection.
"Mmm... Speak for yourself." You giggled, though you weren't exactly satisfied— you were close, very close, but he had already climaxed before you did. Regardless, you decided that satisfying your boyfriend was enough, seeing as he had been struggling chasing for his release almost the entire night.
Heizou, on the other hand— Wasn't going to be satisfied if you aren't.
You let out a startled squeak and blushed when he shoved himself back into you without warning, he was still hard and your walls were getting sensitive again, your hands gripping onto his shoulders as you looked up at him. He groaned in pleasure, slowly thrusting his cock inside of your hole still flooded with his seed.
"Ah... My gem, just letting me finish alone isn't fair..." He leaned down, carressing your cheek gently as he planted another kiss on your lips, smirking a little playfully. "You've been such an amazing [S/O] to me... please, let me repay you... tenfold~"
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Wanderer (Bondage)
[W/N]= Wanderer's name (Can be Kuni, Kunikuzushi, Wanderer, Scara, etc. It's up to you!)
You grunted in pain, feeling your body fall at a high velocity and through several branches that snapped upon impact, vines begun to wrap around your body until they tightened around you enough to stop your fall. You let out a yelp and groaned in pain soon after at the sudden stop, dangling a few inches off the ground while wrapped in vines from some trees.
For a minute, you had to take a breather and recover from the fall, despite feeling slightly suffocated with vines wrapped around your body tightly.
That was until you heard his laughter.
"Well... you've certainly been through much worse circumstances than this."
Landing right in front of you was your indigo haired boyfriend, a smug grin stretched across his face as he approaches you while staring down at you, amused at your predicament.
Just a few moments ago, both of you were travelling through the Avidya Forest, taking just a leisurely stroll— only to get ambushed by a group of mercinaries.
[W/N] had reassured that you didn't need to move an inch, saying 'it's faster' if you just stayed put and let him fend them off. It was partially the truth.
As much as you hate that mocking tone of his and the little jab at how slow you are when it comes to fighting, he does care about you, this was one of his ways to show his affection; Having you sit back and relax while watching him handle the situation for you.
It went... well— maybe he should've focused on those sumpter beasts first.
"Yeah, well, in most circumstances; I don't end up dying of asphyxiation because of a bunch of vines." You gave him an obviously fake, strained smile. "Now, get me down, [W/N]!" You barked, flailing around pathetically like a worm.
At first, the corner of his lips couldn't resist tugging up into a smirk, you truly look like a worm squirming around to him. How adorably amusing.
"Already demanding for my assistance?" He scoffs, looking away with a bored expression. "Is that how you're going to repay me for my generosity earlier? The nerve to even speak to me in that tone."
He began walking away, slowly. Hiding the small smirk on his face. He just wanted you to beg for your freedom.
You groaned, knowing what he wants. He wouldn't leave you alone defenseless and hanging— but he wouldn't help you down immediately either unless you did what he wanted.
"...Oh for the love of..." You hung your head low, letting out a defeated and tired sigh. "[W/N], please help me get down... I can barely move and I really don't want to be stuck here. You're the only one here who can help me right now..."
He stops, standing there with his back facing you. "...Naturally."
He sneers in a half-joking manner, before finally turning around and walking towards you. His hands began to glow a tinge of light blue, summoning a single windblade and flicking his wrist towards the direction above you lazily, swiflty slicing through the vines above you.
Thankfully, you weren't high up from the ground, landing on the ground with a soft 'thud!' You grunted, grumbling your complaints about the method under your breath.
"There. Now, get up... or do you want my help for another minor inconvenience you've caused for yourself?" He chuckled, crossing his arms with a smug grin— he knows you're still tied up.
Your limbs were still wrapped with together by vines, but you could at least move your entire body as a whole now. You struggled for a few seconds, getting up and onto your knees, giving him an unamused look.
"...You asked me to get you down, I did exactly what you asked for. Don't give me that look, you didn't specify to free you from the vines." [W/N] chuckled. This bastard...
As much as you two loved eachother, he sure loved mocking you with his words even if he doesn't want to intentionally hurt you. He just likes getting under your skin.
Maybe a little too much...
You clicked your tongue, glaring at him before lowering your head in shame, you had to beg again. "[W/N], please help me remo—"
"No."
"E-Eh?..." You flinched from the tone he used, he sounded... serious.
You looked back up as he gazes down at you, his hand blocking the sun as his shadow envelops you whole. His eyes swept over your body, noticing the provocative position you had unknowingly put yourself into— You've gotten onto your knees for him, all tied up.
It didn't take long for you to notice as well; Your arms and legs tied up, on your knees for your oh-so-loving boyfriend, who crossed his arms and took his time to admire you without a word, as if you were some masterpiece he had made.
"...I think i've found a better way for you to repay me."
He spoke in a deeper, husky tone. Now gazing into your eyes, a glint of desire sparking in them as he gives you another sly grin.
In one swift motion, he pins you down with one hand on the shoulder, using the other to cushion the back of your head in case he accidentally made you hit your head. You let out a startled yelp, looking up at him, his knees situated next to your waist.
"[W/N]! What are you doing!?" You narrowed your eyes at him warily, a blush dusting upon your cheeks as he hovers over your tied up body.
He chuckles, gently flicking your forehead, elicting an 'Ack!' From you. "Was there an indicator that I gave you the permission to speak?" He scoffs, slipping his index finger under your chin, carressing your lips with his thumb.
You wanted to say something sassy, but went against it— you're flustered, right where he wanted you to be; underneath him.
He sits up, briefly straddling your waist as he grabs one of the lower vines that was tied around your legs, he clutches it before twisting the vine and pulling it apart. Unfortunately, he immediately tied your arms and your upper body together with the vines.
"H-Hey! Th-This isn't necessary!" You hissed, your legs were freed but now your arms are permanently stuck to your sides until he decided to cut the vines again.
"Maybe to you, but if you don't follow my commands... Who's to say you won't be more obedient if I restricted your arms?" He sneered.
"Now... spread your legs apart, sweetheart."
With your lower half now stripped of clothing, [W/N] wasted no time lifting your legs, wrapping them around his waist and grabbing onto your hips. He pulls you forward, shoving himself deep inside you immediately.
You let out a pained scream— you weren't ready for that yet.
He pushed himself all the way in at first, but then stopped. He lets out a low groan, grinning as he sees your ass pressed against his hips, his cock stretching your raw inner walls.
"[W-W/N], y-you could've... a-at least let me p-prepare!" You whined in slight irritation, the pain slowly died down as he stayed still inside of you, letting you adjust.
He chuckled, gently poking your forehead in a playful manner. "We've done this a few times before already. You truly are pathetic if you can't get used to this already." He mocked, but you knew he was only trying to tease you as he gently carressed your waist, a small attempt to soothe you.
You huffed, the pain eventually subsiding in a few seconds. You whimpered quietly, looking away with a flustered expression as the blush on your cheeks slowly spreads. "...Y-You can move n— A-Ahh!!~"
As soon as you said that he could move, he gripped your waist and pulled his cock out before thrusting back inside of you without hesitation, he was even pulling you towards him with every thrust so you could feel his cock rubbing your insides more.
He didn't even start off slow, he immediately began pistoning himself in and out of you at a ruthless pace, elicting stutters and shaky moans from your lips.
Your thighs squeezed his waist, causing him to let out a low growl, thinking you're trying to tease him. He lowers himself, pressing his lips against your neck, gently grazing his teeth on your skin.
He hasn't slowed once, he kept on thrusting into you like there was no tomorrow. For a puppet— you sure knew how to make him breathe erratically, the way your tight walls clamped around his cock, your moans, your flushed and erotic expressions.
If he had a heart, he was sure you would make it race a million miles per hour.
You were pretty lucky no one was nearby to hear the echoes of your moans and panting, you were too focused on how his cock managed to rub your walls just the perfect way to make your toes curl up and your back arch violently.
You couldn't even move around so much, you could only clutch your hands into fists and squirm around underneath [W/N], left at his mercy as he continues to relentlessly pound into you.
"You're quite... lucky to have me... feeling generous today..." He chuckles right as he rams himself deep inside of you, causing you to let out a scream of his name as you climaxed. The way your walls clamped down onto his cock again was enough to tip him over the edge, his white, hot, sticky seed flooding the inside of your hole.
He continues to rest his head on your shoulder, panting against your neck, his hot breath against your sensitive skin causing you to shiver.
"...M-Maybe a little too generous..." You mumbled, desperately catching your breath, tilting your head to gaze at him with tired eyes.
He chuckles in his usual raspy voice, lifting his himself slightly, hovering his face mere inches away from yours. "You're my [S/O], it's normal for me to desire giving them satisfaction and pleasure." He plants a gentle kiss on your nose, causing you to chuckle weakly.
You returned the gesture, pecking his lips. "W-Well... you did a perfect job... Now, cut the vines off." You huffed, causing his smile to falter— before giving you a smug grin.
"...You do realize you're speaking to someone who's the only one capable of freeing you, no?" Before letting you speak, he ruts into you, a startled moan leaving your lips as you gazed up at him. "[Name], I already told you..."
"I have a desire to give you all the satisfaction and pleasure in the world~..."
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stellar-skyy · 6 months
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I JUST DESPISE YOU - Heizou x reader
i. SUMMARY: There is no one you hate more than Shikanoin Heizou. ii. CONTENT WARNINGS: None! iii. NOTES: Enemies to lovers, detective!reader, gn!reader, 0.8k words. iv. A/N: Okay I know Heizou doesn't canonically wear nail polish but HE SHOULD HE DESERVES IT.
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Shikanoin Heizou was, without any trace of doubt, the easiest person to hate.
How could you not hate him, with his smooth words laced with subtle smugness, like he always knew something that you didn’t; with the way he picked apart your theories until they were completely frayed apart by his ‘intuition’?
And how could you not hate that delicately crafted face, all soft features artfully arranged like a priceless work of art? His eyes, that were big and doe-like, the softest shade of olive green that you’ve ever laid eyes on. And underneath them, twin moles that dotted across his face, beauty marks in the truest sense of the word.
His hair was especially hateable, with how it loosely hung in choppy layers and framed his face, in a shade of beautifully rich wine-red. And of course it was pulled behind him, hanging across the back of his neck, just waiting to be untied and spilled across his shoulders.
More than anything, you hate the way he stared at you with those piercing eyes of his; how he always met your gaze with a hint of a challenge in his smirk, and a huff of laughter every time he managed to get under your skin.
(How he looked at you gently, with the barest flicker of reverence reflected across his eyes, staring at you like you were a puzzle box just waiting to be solved.)
“Quiz time,” Heizou croons, leaning forward in his chair. He rests his elbows against the desk and cups his cheek in his hands, rhythmically tapping along his cheek in pattern only he seemed to understand. “Why is my dear co-worker looking so sour today?”
You let out a sigh. “I am fine.”
“Mm, but my intuition tells me something is on your mind. And you know what they say—” Heizou’s smile widens minutely. “—My intuition is never wrong.”
“You say that.”
“Other people say that too.”
You don’t bother that with a retort, only scoffing in disbelief. Heizou’s face shifts into a frown, and he moves his arms to rest folded across his chest.
“They do. See—” He raises his voice, calling over to another detective across the room. “Hey, Uesugi. Is my intuition ever wrong?”
“No, sir!”
“Exactly.”
“So you have a fanboy. Big deal. That doesn’t mean you don’t make mistakes.”
“Shall we put that to the test, then?” Heizou asks. He stands; pausing to stretch his arms, exposing the barest sliver of skin around his waist. “Let’s see~”
Heizou approaches your desk, surveying its contents. For a second you wonder if you would be able to sweep away the junk lying across it, if only to avoid Heizou’s scrutiny. “Messy. Messier than usual.”
“This is how it always looks—”
“Lie.”
You scowl at him, hoping that your irritation makes him reconsider whatever game he’s playing. It, of course, does not.
“You also came in late today. When you did finally arrive, you were flustered, like you were in a rush before you left.” He recounts.
“I slept in.”
“Lie.” Heizou hums. “You’ve been late because you overslept before, and you’ve never been that on edge. Something happened that caused you to be late, but it wasn’t your sleeping habits. There is something in your life—something personal that you don’t want to share. Now, I know not to pry, so I’m not going to ask you what is wrong. But I do know for a fact that there is something wrong.”
“That 'evidence' is all circumstantial.” You protest. “It doesn’t prove anything.”
“Ah, but that brings me to the final piece of evidence—” Before you could blink, he was right in front of you. One hand—a smooth, uncalloused hand with nails painted black—reaches out and cups your cheek. His touch is light, barely ghosting across your skin, as he uses the tip of his finger to brush across the space underneath your eye.
“The shadows under your eyes are very dark. You haven’t slept in days, have you?” Heizou’s voice is quiet, and sounds startlingly genuine. Combined with the concern that practically seeped out of his expression, it was enough to send your head spinning and breath tightening in your chest. For a second, it was enough to make you think he wholeheartedly, truly cared for you.
But this was Heizou you were talking about.
Your hand stretches out of its own accord and slaps his away from your face. He looks barely affected by the sudden movement and leans back against his own desk with a satisfied expression.
“So?” Heizou prompts. The uncharacteristically gentle moment was gone, replaced with his usual bravado. “Was I right?”
“I despise you.” You hiss under your breath, rubbing under your eyes to scrub away the feeling of his hands on your face.
Heizou tilts his head, the corner of his mouth ticking upwards into a smirk. “Lie.”
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fuoon · 1 year
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random fluff - unedited
heizou was drilling holes into your work. It was quite unnerving and distracting as he “patiently” waited for you to finish and give him your undivided attention. But you carried on doing you work, much to his dismay. 
A piece of hair fell in front of your face. Not that you would notice due to “distracting things” keeping your attention. So heizou took matters into his own hands, finding an opportunity to gain your attention.
Placing his hand under your chin to tilt your head towards him. Heizou then brushed your hair to the side as he tucked the stray lock behind your ear. “Will you give me your attention now?”
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dainsleif and you walked side-by-side towards angels share. however a rather large crowd had formed block a path which you both were headed towards. Seeing no point in going around he offered his hand. Taking his hand in yours, he gave it a small squeeze before leading you through the crowd.
Weaving through the crowd with you in tow. Dainsleif leads you towards the entrance of angels share. Finally out of the crowd you opted to let go of his hand. But dansleif quickly had it in his grasp once more. Surprised you glanced up.
Though you couldn’t see the rest of his face, his ears were red.
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