#genshin shikanoin heizou

[callibee]

love the idea of him having dimples

[https-furina]

okay okay so, since im already on the angst train and i want to hurt myself today, hear me out:

you and your lover are out doing wtv and you're ambushed and then, naturally, you guys fight the enemies right?

okay so you get hurt and youre losing a lot of blood and your lover realizes this and is completely heartbroken bc you dont have much time, the wound is deep

so um yeah the reader dies in their lover's arms basically, with albedo, heizou, kazuha, wanderer, xiao and kaeya

theres so many characters im curious abt so please take your time mwah

(ps: i will not pay anyone's therapy okay i need it myself, my condolaences for hurting you)

✎ i wasn't ready to say goodbye [various men - part one]

ft. albedo, aether, heizou, kazuha, wanderer, xiao & kaeya x fem!reader

content: do i need to say angst? i'm so sorry. major death + blood warnings. implied that reader can handle a weapon in most of them - unspecified if reader is a vision holder. hurt with absolutely no comfort. semi-spoilers for scaramouche/wanderer's story (end of the sumeru archon quests.)

notes: we added aether last second in the discord bc we summoned aki ( @kazumist - aly wanted you tagged ) some of them are awful and ooc i'm so sorry - officially managed this in just over 24 hours!

albedo treasures you more than he cares to admit verbally. it shows in all of his acts of love through physical means, lingering touches and making sure you're warm whenever you visit him on dragonspine. he hates you visiting him as much as he loves you - it's merely because it puts you in extreme danger every time. there's the temperatures, the wildlife, the lack of oxygen and of course, there's the monsters lurking around every corner of the inhabited mountain.

as the chief alchemist for the knights of favonius, there's always a warrant for albedo's life one way or another. the fatui are eager to stop his research - or steal it, maybe both.

there's a silence except for the howling winds that circle the snowy mountain. you're struggling to breathe, to get the sharp air into your lungs as you lowered your sword slowly. not far away, your boyfriend is finishing off the final fatui soldier, blood splattering onto his sleeve before he turns to face you. is it just you or does albedo look even more beautiful right now? you furrow your brows in confusion. albedo looks like he's seen a ghost, colour flushing from his face when he rushes forward. your knees give way under you and he barely manages to catch you in his arms, kneeling as he lets you lay against him. "bedo, love?" you mumble, unsure as to what's happening. you can hear the roar of your blood in your ears, your heart is beating whilst the adrenaline still pumps through your body. albedo hushes you softly, pupils dilated when he looks at your wound. "h-how do you feel?" his voice cracks when he asks the question, a gloved hand applying pressure to your side. you wince, the adrenaline is starting to fade and you feel faint. there's a cold sweat glistening on your forehead when you look down at where albedo's hand is, seeing the blood seep through your clothing. it's albedo's turn to watch your expression drop, your world starting to spin and mix together when the adrenaline is gone and you're aware of what happened. it feels as if there's a lump in your throat but when you try to cough it up, only blood spills in a small trickle out of your mouth. "love-" there's another cough, the blood is running down your jaw as albedo's hands start to shake. he has no means of saving you out here, you're nowhere near camp and he can't leave you here while he gets help, "i want to go home..." your voice is weak, trailing off and albedo isn't sure if he should let the tears brinking his ocean coloured eyes fall as your breaths become raspy. chapped lips open and close, trying to find the words to reply to you but all he can muster is a weak "we're going home, dear" when your chest ceases to rise again. his breathing is jagged, clutching you close to him as if you’ll disappear for good when he lets go.

aether clings to you like ivy to a brick building. you give him hope in this search for his twin sister - one he's beginning to think is failing, day by day. you reassure him, that bright smile and sparkling eyes setting him on the right path. he's certain he would have gave up ages ago if it wasn't for you. but aether realises that he is constantly in danger. you love to adventure with, crossing the rolling hills of mondstadt and gawking at the grand mountain peaks of liyue that pierce through clouds.

it was only so long before he faced the repercussions for so willingly letting you travel with him, tearing his hope away in the blink of an eye.

"a-aether?" your voice is wavering, aether is confused. you've been travelling with him for so long now, what could possibly have scared you about some hilichurls? but he turns to face you, blade at the ready - ready to protect you. his eyes fall on the arrow lodged in your chest, your eyes wide in fear as you stare at him in panic. it was already too late to protect you, he'd failed himself. aether drops the sword in his hand, paying no mind to how it clutters on the gravel below you both when he's rushing forward to ease you to the ground. you're stable - awake but for how long? you're in shock, it's going to fade and you'll succumb to the blood reddening your attire. aether swears lightly under his breath, unable to look you in the eyes out of pure guilt; this was his fault, he hadn't protected you. now not only had he lost his sister, he'd lost his partner too. "it hurts to breathe," you mumble, your eyelashes are fluttering gently. the sun behind aether is starting to burn at your eyes, "aether why are you crying?" the blond isn't even aware of the salty tears that glisten in the sunlight when they roll down his cheeks, dripping off his jaw and onto your shoulder where aether has laid your head onto his lap. it's comfortable, just as it always is. on days where you needed a break from walking, aether would often let you lay like this under a nearby tree. the thought makes aether choke out a sob. you smile sadly. "you can't leave me too," your hand cups his cheek, thumb weakly stroking at the tearstained skin when he hiccups, "no, this isn't fair." there isn't civilisation for days and he can't keep the arrow lodged in your chest nor does he have the means of stopping the blood if he pulls it out. aether is at a loss, unable to do anything while he watches the damage done to you internally take you from him beneath his own hands. "hey, you'll find her." you sound so certain, just as you always do and aether watches that positive spark die from your eyes when your breaths turn to rasps and he finds himself yelling at your body - at the sky, at anybody! he yells and yells, hoping someone listens to his cries for you to wake up. wake up, please.

heizou believes that of all the cases he's cracked, you're his favourite. he's read every line written into your skin as you age, the blemishes that litter your body and tell tales untold. you were his favourite mystery but now he had you like a stained glass window, beautiful and on display. although as a detective, heizou has destroyed many more lives than he is keen to admit. his suspects have families - lives, presumably before he has them in jail or worse, life sentence.

their families are hurt, angrily in denial that their own blood could commit such vile atrocities. heizou took something precious from them, what was stopping them from doing the same to him in an act of revenge?

heizou is more than used to his routine of coming home to you, being able to drown in the comfort of your arms after a long day of work. he's disturbed by the front door being open but albeit it's the peak of summer in inazuma, the humidity is drowning you, especially if you're not native to the islands. you're not quick to greet them when he steps in however, in fact he can't even see you. the house is untouched but the silence is deafening. "i'm home," heizou calls out, brows knitting together when he doesn't hear you chime his name back excitedly, "love?" the silence is killing heizou, it's unlike you at all but then he hears it, the meek sound of you calling his name out back. it sounds like you're in the bedroom and with a relieved smile, heizou finds himself heading to find you. but verdant eyes fall on the red smeared on the walls, staining the bedsheets and pooling around you. the relief is gone and his body is tense with dread as he drops the case files he'd been holding, quick to kneel with you and hug you close when you reach for him. "what happened?" his voice is panicked, he's barely breathing when he feels your blood soak through his clothes. he's searching you for your wound, shaking, "love, answer me." your chapped lips open but nothing seems to come out, you feel cold to the touch and all you can do is stare up at heizou. you knew the moment you was attacked that this was it for you but your biggest fear wasn't death, it was heizou. it was your witty detective, keen and full of intuition that he prides himself in; it was whether you'd see him one last time before your heart put in its final beat. heizou doesn't take your inability to speak lightly, letting out a flurry of curses that makes your brows furrow in distaste. you wasn't fond of him swearing when he got stressed but as you watch a tear fall down his cheek, you know you can't argue about his tongue anymore. he has every right to be mad when your bloody hand reaches up for him, the warm palm of his hand quick to grab your hand and coat his fingers. "i love you," you mumble, raspy and heizou is quick to shake his head - conserve your energy, "don't cry please." "you're not allowed to leave me," he chokes out, his lower lip tugged between his lips as his spare hand presses on your wound to try stop the bleeding. you wince but heizou doesn't lighten the pressure in fear, "i'll find who did this." your lips curl up at his words and heizou leans to press a kiss to your forehead, which is clammy and covered in a light sheen. by the time he pulls away, he's the only one left breathing in the room. heizou's shaking hands cup your cheeks, eyes darting around the room when he doesn't quite know what to do. he's used to this - the blood, the smell, the touch of a lifeless body but not when it's you. not when it's the love of his life. he wails in anguish, the taste in his mouth bitter when he swears revenge on whoever took you from him.

kazuha took his time warming up to you when you first met. you didn't blame him, you'd heard the tale of his late friend from captain beidou when you first came onboard the alcor. but your patience with him warmed his heart quicker than expected, leaving you inseparable as you travelled with the crew. even on land, kazuha was joined to your hip. he claimed he was there to protect you and that excuse expanded tenfold when you started dating.

he should have never taken his eyes off you, simply searching for firewood shouldn't have consequences like this.

when the last treasure hoarder falls limp to the dusty ground, kazuha finds himself enveloping you in his arms, eyes frantically scanning your face for signs of pain. you're unresponsive, eyelashes shut but your breathing is shallow while your body fights the unexpected blood loss. "fuck," he whispers, much out of his comfort zone when he's trying to find exactly where your wound is. your blood is staining his skin, getting under his nails where it'll haunt and remind him of what happened for weeks, "y/n? love?" your brows knit as if you can hear him but he's unsure if you're just reacting to the pain. your body is most likely in shock and kazuha is running out of time before the shock fades and you're left in excruciating pain until your last breath. the thought makes kazuha feel sick. he was gone for at least ten minutes, how did he lose you so quickly? he shouldn't have told you to stay at camp by yourself. you'd offered to go with him but kazuha trusted you'd be safe without him, even just for a few minutes. his face turns sour at his own thoughts. how foolish had he been to think you'd have been safe without him? "i-i love you," he stutters out, voice cracking as he presses a kiss to your head, burying his nose in your hair when he tries to blanket himself in your scent - begging to the archons that he'll wake up in bed, "come on, let's go back to the alcor, beidou will get help." he's speaking to you in the softest of tones, his voice hushed as to not disturb the silence of the countryside - or attract more unwanted attention. carefully, kazuha raises himself to his feet with you in his arms. he sees tomo in you for a moment, forcing himself to swallow when there's a suffocating lump in his throat. by the time kazuha has stumbled back to the alcor, beidou rushing over with her face void of colour, your heart is no longer thudding against your ribcage. kazuha will never again hear your heartbeat when he lays his head on your chest or feel your pulse in your wrist when he grabs hold of you.

wanderer figured it was foolish to fall in love after all he'd gone through. what was love when you've been betrayed so many times before? when the archons have so harshly ripped the ones you love away from you? he likes to scowl and shun the premise of love until he met you, an adventurer from the guild assisting in vahumana darshan commissions. you would stubbornly strike conversations up with him, following him as he walked away until he finally caved and would reply.

was it foolish to fall in love or rather was it foolish to place his fragile trust back in the hands of the archons?

his ears are ringing, was mawtiyima forest always this loud? no, it's not even loud - it's silent. the silence is buzzing in his ears, driving him insane as he watches you cough blood onto the dirt. you'd been tasked with clearing out the treasure hoarder camp within the glowing forest - but wanderer isn't stupid. to let you do that alone? he'd be a mad man. but now he isn't too sure if he should have tagged along. would it have hurt him less to find out you'd passed away out on a commission through the guild? or is it hurting less to watch as you splatter that precious red that you humans rely on all over the ground? wanderer finds himself barely able to utter a word. that's rare, he usually has something to say in that stark, rude tone he never explicitly dropped. it made him cold, it stopped people approaching and getting close. why didn't it work against you? "w-why are you looking at me like that?" you croak out, pupils dilated and staring at him in concern. he's as pale as the snow on dragonspine but the tip of his nose is a pink hue as tears well up and sting at his widened eyes. he's not crying, he refuses to cry - he puts it down to not having blinked for a while. so he blinks but you're still hunched over, impaled by a polearm before him. he finally moves forward, kneeling carefully to the side of you as you let out a choked sob, your hands gripping his cold ones tight in yours. he's confused, what did he do to deserve it this time? he didn't ask for this existence in the first place. cursing under his breath, his eyes land on your sword on the floor. it's worn, getting dull and wanderer questions if you was unable to protect yourself properly. no. he didn't protect you properly and the archons saw an opportunity, another jab at his curse of an existence. his eyes dart between you and the blade, then the polearm that isn't welcome where it is. you wince, hiccuping as you wail into the silence of mawtiyima forest. your vision is falling hazy in between the blur of your tears and you're struggling to keep your eyes on your boyfriend's familiar face. "no, no, no - don't go," wanderer panics. it's the first thing he's said since he offered to join you on this commission, "don't leave me, not you too." you let out a sad laugh, coughing blood once more as your breaths get shorter with every one you take. wanderer feels sick, the tears are falling down his cheeks and he can't deny them anymore. there's a last breath, raspy and suffocating before your body falls forward into his arms, limp like a doll. wanderer screams out into the night, hands clutching at the guild's uniform you would proudly wear. how many more times was he going to witness someone getting hastily robbed from him?

xiao keeps his distance, even as your beloved boyfriend that you struggle to be away from for extended periods. you were stubborn, believing he didn't have to succumb to his karma as an adeptus. no matter how much he would shuffle away, he could guarantee you would shuffle after him until he no longer moved away. you still gave him his space - you knew you could find him at wangshu inn.

or if you really needed him, in the midst of the night for a multitude of reasons, you could say his name.

there's a lump in xiao's throat, what the fuck happened? one moment he knows he hears your hurried screams of his name, there's a shrill panic in your tone and he's alert in seconds. he thought you was perhaps in danger but when golden eyes see how you're leaning back on a tree, blood soaking your shirt - and your blade, he realises the danger is gone. and in all of your stubbornness, you had defeated the danger alone but put your life on the line as a result. you smile at him weakly, his footsteps silent as he rushes over to your side. "i got it, don't worry, love." you sigh, tilting your head back on the bark. xiao scowls, you're losing consciousness from the blood now, it's starting to pool beneath you and run down the cracks of the bark behind you. this isn't a minor injury and yet you hadn't called for him sooner? "we need to get you out of here - morax- zhongli- he can help," he barely breathes in between his words, swallowing at the tight feeling in his throat when your eyes are closing, "keep your eyes open, please." his beg falls short of no one's ears other than his own and the stars above. xiao stops breathing himself, holding his breath when he hurries to press the pads of his fingers to your neck, your wrist, anywhere he can try find a pulse. but there's nothing, your body is still warm and xiao pulls you flush to his chest when tears begin to fall down his cheeks. "keep.. them open. please." he repeats in a whisper, nudging his nose against your head as he buries his face into your hair. he's begging in hushed whispers, words disappearing into the strands of your hair in silent prayers.

kaeya was the one who chased you first, lisa's darling library assistant. he'd never spent so much time in the library in his life, other than crepus' own library at the winery but he wasn't much fond of that collection. he isn't much fond of the knights' collection either, reading the same book every day. jean occasionally entrusts you to handle matters in the valleys of mondstadt, to which kaeya is quick to always interfere and say that he'll go with you.

history will always repeat itself until the lesson is learned and an innocent soul has to face the reality.

thunder booms over head, followed by a distant crack of lightning that illuminates the dark sky above mondstadt. kaeya is stood, motionless as he looks at you. his eyes are distant, there's a vacant look about him when the blood is running down your bare legs and mixing with the rain. you're both soaked but your clothes are staining red where a mitachurl's axe caught you in the side. the blood is coming quick and heavy, there isn't time for kaeya to get you back to the city. this scene is familiar when you fall to your knees in the mud, hands holding at your side for pressure. suddenly, your hair is a bright shade of red. is kaeya about to stand and do nothing for a second time, when history is repeating himself right in front of his very own eyes? he swallows but it's difficult, rushing to your side. you're losing consciousness but your eyes are scanning his face. the sun kissed skin, the worn leather eyepatch and his messy blue ponytail that now looks like waterfalls cascading around his face. you smile at the thought. you should visit the waterfalls of mondstadt when the weather picks up so you can gawk at them. "baby?" it comes out of his mouth, barely audible above the rain, "say something - are you okay?" you almost throw back a playful retort but your vision is darkening around the edges and you're grasping to what sight you have left to look at kaeya. your vision blurs when tears threaten to spill - are you scared? you open your mouth to speak but nothing comes out. kaeya's gloved hands cup your face, pressing his forehead against yours. "stay with me, love, i can't lose you," kaeya's frantic and his words are jumbling when he panics, "we'll stop the bleeding and take you to sister barbara-" kaeya pauses when he notices you haven't blinked despite the rain falling onto your face when he pulls his forehead away. there's a distant look in your eyes, the light has faded and he can't feel the hot, struggled breaths you was taking against his skin anymore. a flurry of angered swears leave his lips and he's careful when he carries you bridal style to the dawn winery. it's the first place he thinks to take you, back to his brother who can't bear to see kaeya stood in the rain again with blood drenching his clothes from the long walk to the winery's front door.

© https-heizou 2023.

[herdecisions]

Why am I like this

[ilycorisradiata]

urges

ಌ urges: vampire!heizou x male reader

ಌ theme: heizou had explained how a vampire biting someone brings them a higher ecstasy than an orgasm, and he was just about to show you what that meant

ಌ cw: 18+ NSFW, slight ooc heizou, amab reader, male reader, vampire heizou, mirror sex, he is very relentless sounding in this oops, no thoughts only horny over pretty boys, no beta we die like itto's brain cells that he shares amongst the arataki gang, cross-posted on ao3

ಌ wc: 420

ಌ notes: a friend of mine and myself have just had utter brainrot over this pretty dude, so have this drabble whilst i work on things<33

“Oh, you’re such a delight, aren’t you?” Heizou had given into his urges, not when you were prancing around like a piece of meat just ready for him to devour, for him to have to himself. He was buried deep into you, unrelenting with his thrusts, teasing you with his usual flirty remarks. Only he decided to do this in his bathroom, in front of the mirror, with his death grip on your jaw to make you watch every second of him fucking into you. It didn’t help that this vampire was insatiable when it came to you, like a sort of aphrodisiac to him, something so sweet he couldn’t resist.

It also didn’t help that your cock was making an absolute mess with only precum on the bathroom countertop, and the way it rubbed against it with every slam of Heizou’s hips into your ass. When he had told you that being bit by a vampire was like giving yourself a type of ecstasy even higher than an orgasm, you thought he was joking. But by now, you’d been bitten a good number of times on your shoulders and neck by him without him actually feeding, and it felt good. Too good. You couldn’t imagine what it would be like for him to actually suck your blood, for him to do what he said felt like the best thing on this entire earth.

“Don’t you dare cum; I don’t care how good me biting and sucking your blood is… Do. Not. Cum.” His warning had gone through one ear and out the other, because as soon as he finally bit you properly, damn near sucking the soul out of you, you swear you had never had a high like this before. He growled in your ear when you had whined and came all over the countertop, his grip on your jaw loosening and his hand flying to the back of your neck to pin you down to the countertop.

“H-Heizou… Cum in me plea−” You beg, but he was having none of it. He was testing you, and you had just failed the vampire-detective’s little game.

“Shut up. If you hadn’t cum, I would have given you what you truly wanted. I tried to see if you could overcome this little fun obstacle I gave you... You had a visual and auditory stimulant; you still couldn’t overcome this puzzle. So, since you disobeyed those rules and did it anyway, I’m going to fuck you until you can’t move anymore.”

[apompkwrites]

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 :)

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."

[giyokaizine]

"Huh, my intuition tells me that something very interesting is about to happen…" Happy Birthday to the number one detective, Shikanoin Heizou! (ﾉ´ヮ`)ﾉ*: ･ﾟ

Art by Skradio with some help from Arwaiel! 🌀 🍃

[bonchuuu]

[kaneaken]

iii. time to get serious with you

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you know very few things about shikanoin heizou. however, what you did know was that he is extremely perceptive. he must have picked up on your 'character study' by now because you're no ninja.

so, if he was like any sane person you knew, he would not like the idea of being stalked and would've brought up his discomfort.

he would've kept his distance from you or maybe even reported you.

so, why? why is he being so friendly?

the past week or so, it's been:

' y/n, allow me to escort you to class! ' (despite his class being in the complete other direction)

or

' y/n, i heard you have rehearsals today, so here's your favorite drink to keep you hydrated! ' (how does he know that?)

or even

' y/n, let's eat lunch together! ' (his friends are literally side eyeing him as he walks over to you from his place at their table)

it confused you thoroughly. you fidget with your script as you try to rationalize heizou's actions.

maybe you should just give in and admit he maybe, just maybe, like you. you groan as you shake your head.

yeah, right, what did you do to get heizou to like you? itto might've said you were a 'catch,' but he was just being friendly.

" maybe you should just ask him "

you turn your head slightly to see nilou smiling at you. you jump slightly before calming yourself.

" geez, nilou, warn me next time you wanna intrude in on my thoughts "

" you look like you were in an internal battle with your feelings, n/n. i heard about what's been going on with heizou and this whole stalking thing "

" it's a character study, " you mumble

" alright, character study, but n/n, it's just better if you confront the problem "

" your solution is? "

" actually talk to him instead of just mumbling whenever he talks to you. you expect to finish your character study like this? c'mon time to finish it! "

you pause. she's right. you know she is, but talking to heizou seems like a challenge. you know next to nothing about him, so your conversation wouldn't last. also, you get nervous at the idea of being alone with him.

" hey, if you're nervous about talking to him alone, we could go to his next game and find him after? i'll be there, so you can just give me a signal if you wanna escape! "

" but- "

" no more buts, n/n. you've gotta settle this or else it'll weigh on your mind forever. if he's not the kinda guy you wanna be with, then just reject him and move on. if he is, then give him a chance "

and that's how you ended up here at heizou's soccer match on a nice saturday.

nilou sits next to you, watching the game and cheering along with the crowd whenever the team scored.

the match eventually came to a close and the spectators filed out of the bleachers.

" c'mon, n/n, let's go find heizou, so you guys can talk, " nilou says, pulling you along as she heads over to the field

" are we even allowed over here? " you ask nervously.

you've heard that one of the hall monitors is part of the soccer team. if he found out you were out here breaking rules, he could report you!

" don't worry about it! a lotta kids come over to congratulate their friends "

nilou beelines over to heizou as you think about what you should say. after congratulating him, what should you say?

you don't have much time to think it over as you are face to face with heizou in less than a second.

" hi, y/n, didn't expect to see you here! it's a nice surprise though "

" yeah, we had a day off from rehearsals, so we decided to come watch, " you tell him, " you guys were really good out there "

you give him a small smile. you notice his eyes slightly widen and his cheeks warm.

" hehe, thanks. me and the team appreciate all the compliments "

nilou nudges you once a silence falls over you two. you slightly turn to her and she whispers into your ear:

" now ask him if he's free next saturday "

" huh, why? "

" our show's opening is then remember? you saw him at his best. he should too "

you hesitate for a second before nilou whispers again,

" you're the main lead in this one and i know you've been working really hard in this role. worst that can happen is you mess up a line and have to improv. or maybe he just doesn't show up "

you turn completely back to heizou

" uh, you wouldn't happen to be busy next saturday, would you? "

" huh, me? no, nope, i've got an open weekend! "

" well, if you don't mind, not that you have to, but do you want to come to our upcoming show? "

" huh? " you see heizou slightly deflate before he smiles

" i'll be there for sure! i'll bring the boys too "

" we'll see you guys there then "

you bid each other goodbye and nilou pats you on the back once you reach her car

" proud of you, n/n! now we just have to give our all at our show! "

" you really thought they was asking you out on a date? " sacaramouche laughs, holding his stomach

" y/n's invitation is at least a step forward, yes? " kazuha says, patting heizou on the back

" at least one of you knows how to support me, " heizou mumbles

" i didn't even say anything? " xiao says, putting heizou's bag in the car

" so, are you buying y/n flowers for after the show? " kazuha asks, " if so, i believe the flowers you bought last time will work well "

" i'll buy 'em for you the day of them. my neighbor needs some more seeds for her garden, so i'm passing by the shop anyways, " scaramouche says, taking his seat in the car

" i knew you cared about me, scara! "

" uh-huh. "

taglist... @duckyyyx

[cocobear137]

◄┈ ▫Hide and Seek▫ ┈►

Shikanoin Heizou x Female Reader

"Why me?", You questioned. You didn't do anything bad. At least nothing bad to your understanding. So, here you sat, in an interrogation room waiting for a Tenryo official to question you. The room was quite dim. Only a paper lamp and a painting sat with you. It looked like a poor attempt at making a small room look cozy. Like that would make a difference while being tied to a chair. 

It was quiet, with nothing to do but stare at the painting or wander the endless land of the mind. "What did I do wrong". You are a low-life taking in whatever scraps were left behind by the rich clans of Inazuma. It was unfair that only the rich clans get to stay alive despite a long history of working with smaller clans to gain any reputation. Like a student working for their mentor only for them to backstab the very being that gave them rise. The smaller clans are left to rot and die out. And the Vision Hunt Decree didn't help either. Many people died fighting and many were driven insane until they couldn't handle it anymore. It felt like the world wanted you to be alone. Killing your family, and taking away your name. Hate was all that was left of you. Now, you were left alone in this selfish world.

The door slowly opened, creaking as it did. You eyed it lethargically, knowing full well that lies can flow out of your mouth like poison. You didn't care much, after all, what do you get to worry about? It's not like you had anyone waiting for you outside of these walls. You had nothing to lose. A short male came whistling in as he stared at the small file he had on you. "Strange", you thought. "So laid back." Maybe that was to be concerning but he looked quite friendly and carefree. But that thought quickly disappeared as you remembered, this is the Tenryou commission. And that distaste for higher-ranking clans started to heat up. 

"Let's see, what brings you in today?", the short man said. His cheeky smile spear across his face as if he was talking to a friend, rather than a total stranger. 

"I don't know you tell me." You replied, gaining a giggle from the man. His maroon hair had a small black streak in it, something you would have never noticed had he not bent over to cover his mouth. From the looks of it, he doesn't seem to take things seriously. 

"You were brought in for an investigation. And I would like your help." He said as he straightens himself. Clearing his throat and dusting off his chest. "The name's Shikanoin Heizou. I am the Tenryo commissions' detective and we got a case to solve."

"Yeah, sure, like the person brought here against their will and tied to a chair will help." You smirked as sarcasm laced your words. And besides what good would you be? "Why do you need my help anyway? There are tons of other more capable people that can carry you to a solution." 

"You've got quite a mouth on you, huh?" He giggled. "Looking at your records, it seems you know the outskirts of Narukami Island pretty well."

"Why not get an adventurer or a surveyor to go with you? Why me out of all people?"

"I think you'll be very useful to this case." His eyes stared into yours, laser-sharp and threatening. Like something dangerous lies beyond them. You mentally gulp under his gaze. "Now, let's get going before the trail runs cold." He stated while starting the leave the room. 

"Yup, I'll be there with you in a bit." 

"Oh! Sorry, forgot you were tied down. My co-workers are very rude, I'll give them a word later." He again giggled as he turned around and untied your ropes. After graciously removing your restraints, you and Heizou made it outside with some glances from the other officers. Not to mention the same officers that tied you up and watched you leave. 

You debated running away. Sneaking behind a nearby store vendor to avoid any more confrontations. If anything you just wanted to get away from his annoying whistling. The tune wasn't even catchy or rhythmic. Just a lump of notes that may have sounded good if it were following the typical pattern of a song. But while looking around for a good place to hide, you noticed his glowing teal vision that resided by his hip. Its glow was enticing and beguiling. Visions were mysterious and unknown by your clan. Not many had them and if they did, their line of work found little use for them. It was quite admirable that whoever was granted one, was also granted the attention of a god. But one fact was known, visions granted power. And power was what you despised after the fate of your family. 

"So, detective, were to?" You questioned nearing the edge of Inazuma City. 

"You'll see when we get there!" He turned to give you a wink and a smile. You could tell he wasn't telling the whole story. But by his style of talking, you knew you wouldn't get many answers if you questioned him. So, the journey to an unknown destination was pretty quiet. Except for his whistling. In concern for your sanity, maybe talking would occupy his mouth instead. 

"So, do you often do investigating with strangers?"

"No. Not really. But it sure is fun!" He answered. Quickly shushing the high pitch noise he previously made. "It is quite interesting. Human emotions and reasonings."

"Why is that?" You retorted. Even though you try to avoid any human interaction, you preferred him talking over whistling. "Are you a therapist on your off time?"

"Funny, but no. I just like messing around and seeing people's reactions!" His closed-eyed smile made you concerned for your safety. "Oh! Looks like we are here!"

The area was overgrown. It was unkept and seemed like no one has lived there in a while. Just over the hill, you could see Inazuma city and its glowing lights made the place you stood look dark. Wooden boards and debris were scattered along the property, but one house stood in the center of it all. Moss and various other plants have made their way onto the porch and through the cracks. Life thrived in an abandoned, desolate place. Heizou walked up to the building wondering about the clues he could find. But you knew this place. 

"Tell me. Why are we here?"

"For the case of course!" Heizou said without turning to you, unaware of your changed demeanour. 

"There is nothing here." You said in a sad tone. 

"Of course there is!" He turned slowly to look at you. Your body almost looked smaller, as if hiding from something. Like a mouse in a lion's cave. Heizou found that interesting. With just his eyes, it was all he needed to know that you knew this place. You, of course, remembered your home. "The evidence is standing right in front of me."

Instantly, your body perked up. You knew you shouldn't have gone with this man. "I should've ran when I had the chance!", you thought. You met his eyes. They were filled to the brim with anticipation. Like an owl awaiting its prey. You dared not to find out where his strength lies. But at the same time, you didn't know his intentions. But your family is dead, what gain can come from something long gone from this world. Except, you still stood. Air still fills your lungs. 

"Everyone that lived here has been reported dead. All but one." He walked towards you. You followed his feet movements backwards. "I'll admit, you impressed me. It took quite some time to track you down. Even after the vision hunt decree you still managed to get away from me!"

"What do you want?" Your voice was shaky as your breath quickened. A wooden plank caught your foot and you fell on your behind, earning a small squeak to slip past your lips. Before you could get up, Heizou was standing over you.

"I just wanted to say..."

"I found you, Y/N!!!" 

[greenteaanon]

Love, Its your turn...

Heizou X GN! reader

Warning: Angst, No comfort, implied death, missing person, implied kidnapping, very tired writing, and very short might make a part 2 or what ever

Heizou and you would always take turns doing stuff, he cooks breakfast, you cook dinner, you clean, then he cleans. Even when it comes to your job both of you take turns, both being detectives and being partners most of the time, both of you would take turns connecting leads until someone got stuck on something.

Heizou was working pretty late,having his turn connecting leads. Facing the pin board you both set up in your shared office. The comforting feeling of eyes watch intently on both Heizou and the progress on the board.

"They were last seen below the tenshukaku...and then they are gone, there was a couple footprints going east but it didn't match the victim's size..." he trailed "they might be dead" your voiced echoed, it wasn't often you'd say that . "I'd doubt it...Love, it's your turn" he turned to the chair you'd always say in while waiting. It was empty.

"Heizou, I'm sorry, but I'm not here" your voice echoed not in the room but in his head this time. "I know love...I'm sorry Love" voice shaky and cracking following soft sobs.

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I think I'm gonna make a part 2 I really don't know

[callibee]

[https-furina]

4. “it was just a nightmare, it’s okay.” with heizou

i love this prompt

✎ crime scene aftermath.

ft. heizou x gn!reader

prompt: “it was just a nightmare, it’s okay.”

w.c. 707 words

content: fluff, established relationship, reader & heizou work together, mentions of murder - i'm a little gory on details sorry my loves the criminologist in me popped out, i guess it counts as work related ptsd - this ended up so much more angsty than i wanted it to i'm sorry pt 100!!

notes: you are hurting me with this one aly oh no (and i’m taking it personal bc my oc is in fact his colleague and she is me so pls hELP ME) - think of this as a brief look into what i can conjure up for my future murder mystery teehee

there is a solace in being colleagues with your lover. there is routine in leaving the your shared house together in the morning, taking the many steps to the police station with your hands knotted together. there is pride in the way your partner hooks his arm around your waist, giving you a prompt kiss on the lips in front of your colleagues - they're getting tired of him pulling this, everyone knows you are together. heizou just likes to remind them.

the two of you are mildly inseparable; more like heizou always seems to 'coincidentally' find you, even when you're doing a case alone. you know damn well he's looking for you under the guise that his "intuition told him a case was brewing here." you would never complain out loud however when the pair of you work as the best detective duo in inazuma. there isn't a case you haven't cracked using your wit and heizou's intuition, even going so far as peeling open files for cold cases long unsolved. at first your supervisor scoffed as you perused the little to no evidence acquired by the police station's early days but after a week or so with neither heizou nor yourself attending your jobs at the police station, the two of you appear with a verdict that leaves him bewildered.

as with many jobs, there is a downfall - negatives that lurk in the dark behind the pride you radiate upon solving a case. there's the alarm when a civilian rushes to the police station, claiming all sorts of things about a murder. you remember sharing a look with your boyfriend's verdant eyes and then that day fuzzes over. the crime scene reeks, it's metallic and yet there is a stronger, more putrid smell of rotting flesh - one similar to that of putrescine - that nauseates you. for a few moments, you debate whether you should flee and surrender the case to someone else.

then your eyes fall ever so slowly onto her - the unfortunate victim. you take in her injuries, the state of her being left for presumably days. you shoot up, panting as a cold sweat runs down your body, making you unbearably wet. the room is dark, a crack of moonlight filtering through a crack in the linen curtains. your throat is dry and yet you swallow anyway, hoping it'd wash away the suffocating lump in your throat as you keep gasping for breath.

"love?" he's barely awake, voice deep as he awakes from what must have been a peaceful slumber for him. guilt washes over you that you managed to wake up your boyfriend over something so trivial. you stay sat up, slumped a little as a stinging sensation pricks at your eyes, "hey - what's wrong? speak to me, dear."

heizou pulls himself up slowly, a hand smoothing over the curve of your back comfortingly as you choke out a sob and heizou is quick to pull you into his chest. you can still smell it - no, her. it's heavy, hanging over you no matter how much you bury your face into heizou's skin in a futile attempt to escape. your boyfriend clucks his tongue, arms wrapped around you as you shake with every cry.

"it was just a nightmare, it's okay," he soothes, his chest vibrating against your body with every word, "deep breaths, in and out."

heizou can hear you barely babbling words in-between sobs, your body heaving as you struggle to get air into your lungs. his fingers trace shapes on your back, he even traces keywords to his ongoing cases. this is the sixth nightmare you've had regarding that woman's case - which happened months ago. heizou's brows knit together as he leaves a kiss on your damp hair.

there is a toll to being so devoted in supressing the evil of this world and it is the images, the smells, the sounds that never leave your psyche. they taunt you, swallowing your sanity in a thick fog. he clears that fog, he knows he does when you fall still in his arms, breathing shallow on his skin as you ease back into sleep. morning will come and neither of you will utter a word about what happened in the night.

© https-heizou 2023.

[inn-oceanid]

i was wondering if i could do a request? so you know how gorou was in heizou's hangout event and was kind of annoyed? i read it as he's jealous of the traveller being with heizou. so what if there was some kind of love triangle/ one getting possessive the reader? i dont care which one is the main focus, and nsfw is cool too :)

Jealousy jealousy Shikanoin Heizou x Reader x Gorou warning : contains major spoilers about Shikanoin Heizou’s Hangout. (SFW)

Tysm for this req. I didn’t make it as nsfw bc I’m out of ideas. I hope you like this fluff I made. 😟🖐

“Say, Traveler. Do you have a special connection with General Gorou?” 

“What do you mean?” You turned to the detective who was already looking at you.

Detective Shikanoin Heizou, of the Tenryou Commission. You just met him recently, maybe three to four days ago. When you met him, you helped him find the answer to his dream that he had one night at Watatsumi Island. And because of that, you were able to get along with him easily.

“What I mean is, if you’re in a special and established relationship with the General.” He pointed at you with his index finger, then pointed at somewhere, which was nowhere, still, you were certain that he pointed at the direction of Sangonomiya Shrine where you and him last met the General he was talking about. 

“Like, if we’re lover or something?” You asked, and he nodded.  “—No, why?”

“Was just wondering. You know, as a detective, it’s a force of habit to observe everything and everyone around me. And, four days ago, I couldn’t help but to notice something in him.” He explained in the most enthusiastic way, smiling like a proud detective who finished solving a case.

“And that something is?”

He then smirked and placed both of his hands on his waist, “He surely dislikes my presence. Especially when I’m around you. —Traveler, I know you noticed yesterday. That he had this.. annoyed demeanor he hid with a fake stressed and tired one.” 

“I mean yeah, he could possibly be tired.” He then moved his hands to his head, “But I am certain that the lingering annoyance of his, towards me, is far more higher. Hehe.” His eyes were almost closed when he giggled.

“But.. why do you sound happy about it?” You awkwardly asked because, if that was you who was sure someone dislikes your existence, you would probably begin to think what you’ve possibly done wrong in their point of view. You would overthink, not be happy and giggly like him.

“Not to look judgmental, I just find it funny, really.” He let out a quiet chuckle and tilted his head to the side.

“How come you find it funny? I wouldn’t. That’s concerning, I’m concerned for you, and General Gorou.” Indeed you are. You wouldn’t like two friends disliking each other’s existence because of you.

“Awe, you’re concerned for me?” He chuckled once again and leaned in to you. “No wonder why General Gorou likes you. You’re sweet, caring, strong, and all. I already see why he got jealous when he saw you with me.” 

Now where did that ‘jealous’ came from? You asked yourself, feeling completely clueless about what he’s saying. Your eyes darted at his face, directly on his moles not so far under his emerald green eyes. You’ve always thought they were pretty. —you stretched your back to create more space so that he wouldn’t be too close to you, not like you’re disgusted, but because you were afraid of something happening. ‘Cause there’s possibilities. 

“And to be honest, I would get jealous too. If I saw you with him.” And that comment of his made your knees weak from standing and made you lose balance and stumble from where you stood.  Luckily, with how close Heizou was to you, there was enough time for him to catch you by your waist and pull you back to his chest. He also held your hand to pull you close to him, now you look like you’re dancing waltz in Watatsumi Island’s magnificent fairytale-like view.

“Was I too close? Man alive, I got too distracted by your dreamy face.  He then laughed light heartedly.

Dreamy face.

Now the face of yours, in which he called dreamy, was burning in embarrassment and fluster. His mouth speaks too light, he sounds like he’s not even shy giving you compliments in such open space, as well as to speak with his face close to yours. 

You scrunched your eyes close and furrow your eyebrows, turning your head to look away so that he wouldn’t inspect your furiously blushing face. —Although, he already scanned your face before you could even look away—, the reason why he’s laughing while having his arm around you.

And no, he did not do this mindlessly. His comments about you are pure with sincerity and he would love to shower you more. But he has one reason why he all of the sudden became flirty. It’s because from the side of his eyes, he saw the General standing from not so far away while talking to his subordinates. Who knows what they’re talking about. But Heizou was certain that Gorou is looking at the two of you while sharing speech. 

And indeed he was. He’s been looking the whole time.

“General Gorou? Are you alright? Do you feel sick—we can take you back?” His comrades asked in concern but the General didn’t seem to be listening. He was too focused on the sly detective and his arm around around your waist. He truly disliked it. He despise it. He felt salty.

‘Does he wear that Tenryou Commission uniform with that odd way of letting his arms out from his sleeves to show off? Seriously—“

“General? General—?” Suddenly, a hand waved right in front of him, it disturbed his thought and made him snap back to reality. 

“S-sorry, what I was saying is, the traveler and Detective Heizou will be looking out for a certain caravan they saw.” Gorou said, exaggerating the name of the detective in disgust. 

May Her Excellency forgive him for being this judgmental today, but he just really despises the detective with his everything. 

And this is why he won’t ever trust the Tenryou Commission, and it’s people. Ever.

[hanniejji]

how to pierce your ears at home 101

[ shikanoin heizou x s/o ]

summary: you should've known better to give this man a set of earrings as a birthday gift without a piercing appointment itself.

notes: i got my ears pierced like this when i was younger and my aunt did it for me but fuck did i got scared when my friend had me pierce their own ears by myself :'> also happy birthday you lil guy, hope you guys get the butter joke lmao im so funny aha | m.list

words: 1292 | warnings: "boo" is used for s/o, descriptive steps of how to pierce your ears at home but not including the needle through the earlobe part, a lil speck of blood but it's safe i swear, a lil suggestive at the end depending on how you take it???

"this is stupid."

"yet here we are," heizou pointed out, looking at you with a smug smile through the mirror.

how in the world did you find yourself in this situation? here you are, the two of you are crammed into heizou's dorm bathroom.

well, a certain little minx had, for some reason, convinced you to accompany him when he's going to get his ears pierced. and by accompany, he meant for you to pierce his ears.

by yourself.

he had dragged his swivel chair into the relatively small space, scooting as close as possible to the sink with a lighter, two packs of ice on the counter and a very intimidating long needle right next to it. on the other side is a bottle of disinfectant, cotton balls, a clean cork and pair of earrings that you had given him for his birthday.

honestly, if you had known that gifting him his first set of earrings would result in him asking you to pierce his ears yourself and not in a parlor, then you would've included a scheduled appointment with the earrings itself. expensive, but it's worth avoiding this scenario.

you haven't even done anything to start and yet your fingers are already shaking.

"this is unhygienic and highly dangerous."

"oh come on," he leans his head back to look at you, lips pulled into a pout. "what could go wrong? you're just going to pierce my ears, that's all~."

"oh, a lot can go wrong," exasperated, you flicked the tip of his ear—you rolled your eyes when he whined. so dramatic, your finger barely touched his ear.

"first of all, i am not trained to pierce shit."

"—did you just call my ear 'shit'?"

"second, like i said, i am not a professional and could be doing this all wrong. heck, i might scare myself and mess shit up."

"—you mean, mess my ears up."

"third and lastly, you can get an infection if i mess shit up and things can go way worse after that," you put an emphasis on the word 'shit' out of pettiness.

"hey, hey, hey," a hand comes up to your cheek, lightly pinching the apple of your cheek before caressing it with his thumb. "it'll be fine, if it goes wrong then the hospital is one ride away—"

"that doesn't make me feel better."

"ehehe," he sheepishly grins, looking more boyish below you from your peripheral vision. "i trust you, boo."

"i still don't feel better."

"don't worry, i'll talk you through it, mkay? i watched kazuha do the same thing to his own ears, so we're not completely clueless y'know."

you scoffed, tugging his earlobe lightly, "then maybe you should've asked him to pierce your ears if he knows how to."

"aww come on," pouting, he takes your hand and places it on his puffed cheek. "i wanted my honey butter sugar boo to do it for me~."

"never call me that name again. ever."

"i won't if you pierce my ears, deal?"

"you're insufferable and a menace."

"i'm going to take that as a yes, and yes, i am your insufferable menace."

the victorious grin on his stupidly attractive face is practically telling you that you're not escaping this predicament or winning any defensive argument. one way or another, he's going to get his way, so there's really no point in trying to avoid the inevitable.

"i'm sorry but also not sorry if i mess this up."

"don't worry, boo, i'll still love you."

shaking off the warm feeling on your cheeks, you grab ice packs from the counter and press both of it around his earlobe, his hands coming up to keep them there while you sort through everything. heizou had disinfected everything he laid out on the counter, even going as far as to sanitizing the whole sink counter itself when you voiced your concerns earlier.

"so, uh, i just… light the needle up?"

"uh huh, kazuha said it'll be easier to get the needle through if you hold it above the flame for a bit."

you can feel your spine tingle with cold sweat at the mental image. you're not exactly sure if you should be glad that heizou isn't completely doing this on his own, but at the same time, you think you'll be a little traumatized after this.

grabbing the lighter with shaking hands, you held the tip of the needle just above the flame, looking back to see heizou rubbing alcohol around his earlobe.

"alright, i'm ready as i'll ever be!"

"i'm not," you grumbled, ignoring the way he chuckled.

the sooner you get this done, the sooner you can get out and never do this again.

so with a deep breath, you shut the lighter and placed the cork right behind his earlobe, inching the needle closer.

if you're lucky enough, maybe you won't pass out in the process.

fortunately, you did not pass out.

although you did feel a little light headed after piercing the second ear and when you saw a little bit of blood, heizou had been calm enough to reassure you through it.

he's damn glad you were too busy staring at his ears to notice his tightly shut eyes and the small tremble of his lips when he felt the needle.

but alas! after disinfecting his earlobe for the nth time—he swore you're more scared than he was for any potential infection, which is also understandable—you finally finished the whole process and the set of earrings are now in place.

"never ask me to do this again, ever."

"hmm, i don't know about that," he grins, laughing when you swat his hand away before he could even touch his ears.

"don't, you'll hurt yourself. worse, you'll get it infected yourself," you chided.

"okay okay, geez," he snickered.

rolling your eyes, you turn to the counter and start cleaning the sink, throwing away the cotton balls you've used and setting everything aside. you only heard him rolling his chair away a little before feeling his hands tug at your waist backwards.

"i—hey!"

he, not so gently, pulled you on his lap, hugging your waist and hooking his chin on your shoulder.

"thank you for doing this for me baby," his voice is right next to your ear, whispering in a quiet and sultry voice, his arms tightening around your waist. you felt his cold lips touch your neck, little kisses traveling to your jaw and up to your undeniably warm cheeks. you can feel his smile against your skin when he feels the warmth through his lips.

"you little shit."

you felt the low chuckle he made against your back, sending your soul up above the highest point of celestia with how your skin tingled with goosebumps. slightly, you shuffled on his lap to cover up your embarrassment.

"couldn't have done this without you boo~."

"i'm pretty sure you can."

"but you won't let me, would you?" you can hear the pout on his face but you know him better, he's having fun teasing you like this. "if you weren't here to help, i might have done the whole process incorrectly."

"can we please at least get out of your small bathroom? it's a little stuffy here."

you swiftly inserted, blaming the cramped room for the sudden rise in temperature.

"anything for my boo~," chiming whispers in your ear, he places one last kiss right behind your ears, humming softly but refusing to let go of your waist. "hmm, on second thought, we can stay here for a little longer. want to keep you close for a few more minutes." (read: hours)

you're pretty sure you won't be alive to see the light outside his bathroom after he has his fun.

[very-correct-genshin-quotes]

Kuki: I’m not a doctor I’m a medic. Heizou: What’s the difference then? Kuki: Well doctors actually save lives, medics just make you feel more comfortable as you die. Thoma: Note to self; never get shot.

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In the nightgarden ; Shikanoin Heizou x gn ! reader

Summary ; After a disastrous first date with your biology project partner, who was awfully persistent in getting a second date, Itto came up with the genius idea that you should get into a fake relationship to ward him off. Luckily for you, your math classmate Shikanoin Heizou, voluntered. He also happened to be the only volunteer as your biology partner scared everyone else and he was the only one brave enough.

Unlucky you.

Warnings ; fake dating , profanity , alcohol , slow burn , more to be added probably

Kuki appreciation club Only important people🥰

I ; Date! Date! Date! Date!

II ; fucking weirdo

III ; Kuki is your only friend

IV ; Yae goes ballistic

V ; hatching a plan

VI ; Candidate one

VII ; lunch date

VIII ; Fight! Fight! Fight! Fight!

IX ; speak of the devil and he shall arrive