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CW: Your favorite places to kiss them - Xiao version + their reaction to the kisses, soft kisses, terms of endearment used, blushy boys, Slight NSFW(just to be sure.), things get a bit spicy in a few sections, slightly suggestive content, MDNI, fluff, GN!reader, NOT PROOFREAD

Featuring: Xiao

You often take the time to shower Xiao with gentle affection, especially after he has had a rough day of battling his karmic debt. This isn’t an action you take lightly due to the toll it usually takes on the Yaksha’s physical and mental health daily.

Xiao - Face + Neck kisses

Depending on the time of day, Xiao is often spotted resting against the railing that lines the top balcony of the Wangshu Inn, his golden eyes settled on the land as he surveys for any form of danger. He has been gone most of the day ‘doing his duty as a Yaksha’ which meant this was the first time you are even seeing him.

Climbing up the stairs to the balcony, you hesitate for a moment seeing your boyfriend leaning against the railing before whipping out your Kamera to capture this moment. Most people thought of Xiao as a cold man with a heart of steel, but that was simply because he never opens up to anyone like he does with you. As his partner, you get to see all of his different moods including a special softness he harbors only for you. 

This was probably the most tranquil moment you have ever caught Xiao in by far and while you stare at him, you can’t help but realize just how your heart is hammering in your chest. Behind the Yaksha the last drops of the dying golden sun light up the clouds in perfect shades of amber, pinks, and blues. It provides the perfect backdrop for a candid photo of your boyfriend.

As if on cue, the stair creaks under your weight catching the attention of the Yaksha and he looks at you over his shoulder just as you snap the photo. Grabbing the picture that slowly slides from the kamera, your eyes wander over just how good your boyfriend looks with a grin on your face. This was definitely a keeper.

“Y/N?” Xiao’s calm voice cuts through the quiet atmosphere, causing your eyes to snap up to his face, smile playing on the corner of your lips as you move up a stair to meet his gaze, lips almost brushing together as you lean close.

“My love.” You hum in return, only now catching the tiredness that lingers in the depths of those golden orbs gazing into your own. “How about we lay down for a while?”

“Adepti have no use for slee-”

“Now, Xiao.”

With a final stubborn look at you, Xiao’s resolve breaks and he is scooping you into his arms bridal style with a soft huffing noise. He might not be proud of how wrapped around your finger he is, but he also refuses to bring it up around you all the same. A flash of emerald blinds your vision for a moment, causing your eyes to squeeze shut and your stomach lurches at the quick motion. When you feel the thump of Xiao’s feet against the wooden floor of your bedroom, you loosen the grip you have around his shoulders, legs feeling like jelly as you wiggle from your boyfriend’s grasp.

Kicking off your shoes, you climb into the bed, but not before giving Xiao a warning look about his as well. The moment that your boyfriend is settled in your shared bed, it comes as no surprise to him as you lean up to begin peppering soft kisses over every inch of his face. This is routine for the both of you, especially after your boyfriend has a particularly hard day defending the area around Wangshu Inn. You cover every available inch of his face, lips, cheeks, and forehead before dipping down to begin trailing those kisses to the soft expanse of his neck.

The moment that your lips come into contact with his throat, Xiao’s lips part as a soft noise between a whine and a moan escapes him. Golden eyes flutter shut as the intensity of the kisses increase from gentle pecks to hot, open-mouthed ones, his head tipping back to give you better access to do as you please. You’ve found that this is the quickest way to distract the Yaksha from the stress of his duties. Your mind flashes with lewd images of Xiao underneath you, his back arched and body littered with purple blossoms. What a lovely memory that was, indeed. 

Your mind is snapped from those thoughts as Xiao’s hands begin to move, one threading into the soft locks of your hair while the other grips your hip, hot fingers dipping under the material to linger on your skin. Taking this careful affection as well as the way Xiao’s heart was hammering in his chest to be a good sign, you begin nipping the skin of his throat instead. Unsurprisingly, the nipping causes Xiao to gasp lightly, his cheeks flushing a pretty pink and his lips part to take in heavier gulps of air. 

“Y-Y/N...”

“Shh, I’ve got you, okay? Gonna make you feel good and we can sleep afterward.”

Overall, your favorite place to kiss Xiao was his neck, because it always leads to a night of pleasure followed by a well-rested Yaksha.

"Whispers of Love in the Wind" ↠ Kazuha [FLUFF]

"Just run away with me darling, we'll get real lost"

Characters: Kazuha x GN!Reader (You)

Genre: Fluff

Word Count: 5,686 (I’m very sorry, this is a behemoth)

Warnings: Kazuha's voicelines, Archon quest spoilers (up to most recent), some mentions of bullying at the beginning

A/N: I love this man so much that I really wanted to write him (and ended up with this monster). Enjoy this little bit of fluff before the angst start coming ;) Yes, I did get lazy on the last haiku. The story is split into seasons, but there's some time that passes between seasons. Prompts supplied by @tartagilicious and @seerie:

➳ "I promised to love you forever"

➳ "I still find myself falling asleep with you on my mind"

Also, I want to thank you guys so much for getting me to 400 followers! I never thought this would happen! I am so honored so many of you like my writing and I will continue to work hard!

Spring

Mouth pursed, vermillion eyes squinting in concentration, a little boy carefully holds a brush to paper. He watches as inky rivers flow together, blossoming into beautifully crafted words. The paper ruffle softly from the boy blowing gently on the glistening words, and he makes to wet his brush when-

“There he is!”

Raucous shouts of gleeful laughter fill the air. The sound of stampeding feet could be heard as a group of children rush into the once serene meadow.

Kazuha sighs. Quickly, he rolls up the paper with practiced hands and tucks it into his maple-leaf print sleeve.

“Oi Kaedehara!” A boy with shifty eyes, burly for his age, calls out as he approaches. “What are you doing?” The other children jeer as they

“Nothing that should concern you,” Kazuha replies, standing up slowly.

A scowl darkens the boy’s features, “You got something to say to me, Kaedehara?”

“Not really,” Kazuha says plainly, carefully putting away his brush and inkstone, a gesture that does not go unnoticed.

“What’s this?” The boy grabs a few papers scattered on the ground, the subject of Kazuha’s idle thoughts which had been long discarded hours ago. He scans them quickly and turns to his eager audience as he brandishes the paper like a trophy, “Kaedehara’s writing poetry!” He announces gleefully, saying the words with such a bite that he may as well have been saying that Kazuha was talking to himself.

The crowd guffaws noisily.

“Can I have that back?” Kazuha asks calmly as he crosses his arms.

“Is this what the Mighty Kaedehara clan is reduced to?” Another boy calls out amidst the clamoring. “Writing poetry?” His outburst incites another round of laughing.

“Poor Kaedehara,” the first boy mocks, “From samurai to starving poet is a long way to fall.”

Kazuha sighs inaudibly. He opens his mouth to say something, but another voice beats him to it.

“HEY! PICK ON SOMEONE YOUR OWN SIZE!” An incredibly furious, albeit tiny, voice sounds from the edge of the clearing. Everyone turns to look for the source. Kazuha watches, slightly amused, as you stomp across the field and stop in front of the boy who had taken the papers.

The boy sneers, looking down at your small figure, “Mind your business, kid, this is between Kaedehara and me.”

“Why are you picking on him?” You glare fiercely.

“Cute,” the boy proclaims, “Kaedehara the samurai needs a kid to protect him!” He mocks and the crowd jeers. “Is this the legacy of the Kaedehara cl-”

The boy suddenly stops speaking, mainly because you sock him in the stomach, a very solid thump!resounding through the air. Everyone gasps as he makes a choking sound, the wind knocked clean out of him.

“You got more to say?” You make a fist threateningly and the boy gulps.

“Come on…. let’s go,” He rasps, gesturing to the other children. They eye you warily as they leave.

Kazuha watches them go, until every last one of them is no longer able to be seen, before he speaks. “That was quite impressive.” There is a hint of admiration in his soft voice.

“My sister, Beidou, always told me to stand up for others. I don’t like bullying,” you shrug, finally turning to look at your white-haired companion. “Why didn’t you fight for yourself?”

He smiles at that, “Sometimes, there is no need to fight.” He kneels to collect the hastily thrown papers, “But I guess in this situation, I had you to thank for,” Kazuha adds, straightening up to turn to you, “Does my rescuer have a name?”

You tell him your name absentmindedly as you gaze down at the black words. Though they were results of Kazuha’s wandering thoughts, each word was written beautifully with care. “Is that a poem?”

“Yes, it’s called a haiku,” Kazuha hums. With a firm hand smoothing out the crinkles, he straightens the papers.

“Haiku,” you repeat curiously. “It looks incomplete,” you study the words.

He reaches into his sleeve then and produces a neat roll of paper, “That’s because it is. Here is the final version, if you care to read it.”

Slowly and carefully, you unfurl the paper and read out loud:

Whispers of the wind,

Once on a gentle spring day,

My worries gone away

Your eyes widen slightly. The meaning of the words was lost on you, but the way the words sounded as they exited your mouth was beautiful, lilting like the notes of a babbling brook. It was like you were singing, without any melody.

Kazuha sets himself down on the ground, arms and legs sprawling without a care in the world as he awaits your verdict, vermillion eyes holding a touch of intelligence beyond his years.

You follow suit as you settle next to him, handing him back the honeyed words. “It’s very pretty,” you nod shyly. Kazuha smiles at the childish compliment and turns onto his stomach.

“Would you like to learn how to make your own haiku?” Kazuha asks, voice as soft as the whispering breeze and just as gentle.

Your head tilts in childlike wonder as you watch him set the paper and brush with the utmost care. “Me?” You ask in disbelief, “I can’t write like you! I don’t even know that many words!”

He shakes his head, pouring out a bit of water into his inkwell. “It’s not about the words,” he says as he picks up his inkstone. “It’s about the feeling.”

The soft scraping of the stone against the clay sounds oddly soothing and you move to peer closer at the inky puddle that is beginning to form in the tray.

“Poetry is all about your emotions,” Kazuha explains, handing you a brush. “Write down how you’re feeling, at this very moment.”

You push your sleeves back as you follow suit, clumsily dipping the brush into the ink.

Kazuha chuckles and he places his hand on top of yours, steadily guiding you. “Well?” He asks expectantly, “How are you feeling?”

You pause, thinking. Kazuha’s hand is warm. As is the sunlight beaming down through the trees.

“Comfortable,” you say finally, “Warm. Happy.”

Scarlet eyes widen slightly in surprise, before curving into pleased crescents.

Kazuha takes your hand and the two of you watch as black words begin to appear across the pure white paper.

It was spring, that you meet Kaedehara Kazuha, a wandering samurai who prefers wielding a brush and ink rather than a sword. His words was as soft as the spring breeze whispering through the trees which made pink blossoms dance. It was spring, that you learn how beautiful words can truly be.

Summer

“Hurry up!” A blue-eyed boy with two fluffy ears calls out, his tail whisking behind him impatiently, “Where’s Thoma?”

“Checking stock, I bet,” Kazuha laughs as he passes you a bundle, which you set down with care into one of the two rowboats waiting in the water. “You know how he is, Gorou,” he adds when the boy makes a face.

“Does he know we’re only going on a trip to Yashiori, and not Liyue?” Another boy in red says lazily from where he is sprawled out on the floor of the rowboat. You nudge his leg, and he barely moves for you to make your way in. A blue-eyed kitten peeks at you before burrowing further into his kimono.

“Tomo, stop sleeping on my fireworks!” A blond-haired girl yells as she comes running down the sandy beach.

“Yoi, why would you even bring them?” Tomo huffs as he picks himself up from the boxes.

“Just you wait! I’m going to make this trip unforgettable!” Yoimiya sticks her tongue out at him, climbing into the second rowboat. Tomo rolls his eyes.

“Sorry I’m late!” Someone barrels onto Yoimiya’s boat and Gorou grabs the person by the shoulders before he could fall into the water. “Thanks,” Thoma straightens up sheepishly.

Tomo finally gets up, “You’re just in time,” he says dryly as he takes upon the oars in your boat.

Yoimiya stretches and passes Thoma the oars. “You’re paddling first.” Thoma nods without complaint.

“Let’s go!” Gorou barks from where he is standing, bouncing his bow against the wood. His excitement is palpable, however, as his tail wags happily.

Kazuha chuckles as he settles in next to you, vermillion eyes sparkling with mirth. You could tell he’s in good spirits. The warmth of his body seeps through his clothes and it’s the comforting presence you’ve learned to associate with him.

“This calls for a poem,” Kazuha announces. You’re close enough to hear the way the words tumble out of his chest, that little rumbling soothing to you.

Everyone except you groans half-heartedly but waits for Kazuha to speak.

“Sun beat upon brow,” Kazuha muses, and he inhales. You follow suit. The air is humid, but not too uncomfortable.

“Well?” Tomo asks, pausing in his rowing. Kazuha motions with one hand, indicating that he’s still mulling things over, and everyone loses interest once more.

“Sea and sky like gifts from gods,” Kazuha turns to send a gentle smile at his rapt audience of one. You sit up a little straighter as you await his final line.

“A good time with dear friends,” he finishes, and you clap gently. The two of you have gotten older since you first met, but the wonder and impact of Kazuha’s words have not left you. The way he speaks, so sure and light, always manages to leave you in awe.

Later that night, everyone settles down to unwind after a day out at sea. Voices are muted as you talk in hushed tones, simply content to enjoy the time with friends. You’re resting against a tree trunk, Kazuha right next to you as he blows lightly on a piece of grass. You hum along to the tune he’s playing, and he smiles.

“It’s starting!” Thoma suddenly announces and everyone sits up a little straighter. You turn your face skyward and wait.

A brilliant streak of cobalt flashes across the sky with a thunderous BOOM! before bursting into gorgeous glimmers of gold. It’s the only warning you get when the entire sky explodes into a myriad of colors. Hues of reds, purples, greens, blues, oranges dazzle your eyes thoroughly. Everyone gasps in delight. In a fit of bravery, you set your head down on Kazuha’s shoulder. You can hear his heart resounding with the fireworks, a gentle beat that echoes your own. It was like you shared a secret, privy only to the two of you. Kazuha doesn’t speak, but he shifts ever so slightly, and then you feel the weight of his arm settle around you. He holds you like that as you watch the rest of Yoimiya’s fireworks show.

It was summer, that you find your friend group. There was Thoma, strong and dependable. Gorou, steadfast and fiercely loyal. Tomo, who enjoyed living life to the fullest. Yoimiya, bright and bubbly. The only constant, however, was Kazuha and you. While others came and went, it was always the two of you against the world, ready to take on anything. It was summer, the season of festivals, that you watch a fireworks show you’d never forget, with a platinum-haired boy by your side.

Autumn

The air is crisp as you inhale, a tiny puff of water vapor exiting your mouth when you exhale slowly. Kazuha looks back at you and extends a hand to you. “Not long now,” he assures you, helping you up the mountainous path.

You hum in reply as you survey your surroundings. The two of you were on a tiny island near Ritou, in time to see the red maple leaves. Just as the seasons had changed, members of your little friend group had come and go. Thoma had been offered a job working for the Kamisato Clan and he had accepted, taking care of the Clan’s affairs. Yoimiya had taken over the family business and had been quite busy making memories for various clients. Gorou had been scouted by the Sangonomiya samurai. There were talks of growing unrest between the people of Watatsumi Island and the Shogunate. You weren’t sure where Gorou stood on the matter, but you figured it was best to remain in the dark about such topics.

“What’s on your mind?” Kazuha asks quietly, breaking through your thoughts, as the two of you maneuver over uneven ground.

You shake your head, trying to rid yourself of worry. “Just thinking about the rumors,” you admit with a sigh, “Do you think they might be true?”

Kazuha pauses, pondering your question. “That the Shogun is seizing Visions?” You nod and your eyes fall on the blue-green Anemo Vision swinging lightly on Kazuha’s back. “I won’t pretend to know the Raiden Shogun’s thoughts, but I can’t understand why she would want to do so if the rumors are true,” he muses, “Seizing Visions will not have anything to do with her promises of Eternity. But I fear that Inazuma is entering a period of uncertainty.” He notices the way your brows draw together and the hand that’s holding yours tightens, “Don’t worry, whatever happens, we’ll get through it together, won’t we?” Kazuha offers you a warm smile. It’s enough to chase away the brisk air. You squeeze back and his smile widens. “Now let’s go see some maple leaves.”

You finally laugh, “It’s a shame Tomo is going to miss this.”

“His loss,” Kazuha shrugs, “This is what he deserves for wanting to sleep in.” You’re about to chortle when your breath gets caught in your throat.

“Wow…” You breathe, as the two of you exit out of the woods and emerge into a grove of scarlet maple trees.

It was absolutely breathtaking. A gentle wind ruffles the trees, and ruby leaves shake in their boughs, some flitting through the branches to land softly on the ground.

“What a beautiful red color,” Kazuha muses. You turn back to look at him. Kazuha’s vermillion eyes mirror the leaves, mirth sparkling within them. Grinning widely, you hold up your fingers in a box shape and make the sound of a camera’s shutter.

“Let’s come back next year,” you announce, filling your lungs with big gulps of air as you raise your arms above your head and twirl. Your steps throw the leaves into tiny whirlwinds.

“Sure,” he agrees readily, “When the maple leaves next bloom red, we shall return.”

You should’ve known that all good things eventually come to an end.

You awaken to the sound of someone calling your name frantically. In the darkened hut in which an old farmer was so kind to lend the two of you for lodging, you make out the image of Kazuha pressing a finger to his lips, sword at the ready.

“It’s Beidou,” he murmurs, passing you your katana, “Something’s happened.”

The two of you move out of the hut. “Sis?” You tap Beidou’s shoulder gently and she whirls around. She puts down her claymore once she sees it’s you. “What’s going on?”

“Finally! I’ve been looking all over for you!” Beidou speaks in a rushed tone, grabbing your arm.

Next to you, Kazuha stiffens. “Someone’s coming,” he says quietly as he draws his sword, vermilion eyes scanning the surroundings.

Beidou nods grimly, “It’s the Shogun’s forces, come on.”

“Why would the Shogun come after us?” You are tugged along, Kazuha making up your tail. The three of you move stealthily through the forest, bodies on high alert.

Beidou looks back at you, expression unsure as she stops. “It’s…our parents,” she says finally, “They tried to fight the Vision Hunt Decree…” Her words trail off, but the meaning is clear.

“No…” You breathe, unable to process the news. A hand lands on your shoulder. Kazuha. The comforting weight lends you strength.

The three of you start when you hear a clamor in the distance. “As the Shogun have declared, hand over your Visions!”

Beidou grabs your arm. “We have to hurry,” she hisses, throwing a look over her shoulder. “Thoma managed to get us a boat out, but we have to get there safely first!” You look past her, past the edge of the forest, and you’re close enough to make out a silhouette of a boat bobbing in the water.

The steps get closer and all of you draw your weapons, grim expressions mirroring one another. “We can’t make it in time,” you say softly.

Kazuha’s hand tightens around his sword, “Go,” he says, gesturing to the boat, “I’ll give you time.”

“No-Kazuha! What are you saying?” You reach for him, but Beidou pulls you back. “You can’t! Come with us!”

“I can’t leave Tomo behind,” Kazuha is calm. Too calm. It makes you want to hit him.

“But-” You are muffled by Beidou clapping a hand over your mouth.

“Silence,” Beidou whispers, her body is tense, and you hear fast approaching steps. “We have to go!”

“Go!” Kazuha hisses as he readies his sword.

“Kazu-” you reach for him, and he grasps your hand, interlocking your fingers together. “Will-will we ever see each other again?”

He tugs on your hand then and you collide into his chest. “Don’t worry,” he murmurs against your forehead, “Even if today is the day that we go our separate ways, I am certain that we will meet again, in some corner of the world. The fate that brings people together is not a cord so easily cut.” His voice is so sure, so confident, that you had no choice but to believe him. “I’ll be fine,” he quells the worries that were about to pop up on your lips. There is a faint sensation of something warm upon your brow, but the feeling is fleeting. “Go, I will find you in the wind,” he promises before shoving you into Beidou’s arms.

“I owe you one,” Beidou nods at him, “Stay alive, won’t you?”

The last image you see of Kazuha is one where his feet is planted shoulder-width apart, sword raised, ruby eyes glinting with determination as Beidou pulls you towards the awaiting boat.

It was autumn, that you flee from Inazuma, leaving behind your home, your friends, and a scarlet-eyed samurai. The air was as cold and sharp as the blades of the Shogun’s forces hunting you down. It was autumn, the time of farewells, that you learn that when the leaves turn red and gold, they symbolize departure and that you had to say goodbye to the one who wore the same patterns as the trees.

Winter

You pull your blanket tighter around your shoulders as you sigh, a white puff of smoke unfurling from your mouth. Every so often, there is a crunch as the Alcor scrapes against ice. A commotion breaks out on the deck below you and you peer over the crow’s nest just in time to see the children tackle one another playfully. Sea Drake barks something at them, but you’re too high up to hear. Another sigh escapes you and you turn your thoughts to what has been the subject of your worries for over a year now. A certain figure clad in scarlet maple leaves with a gentle smile. Kaedehara Kazuha. You had no doubt you would see him again. After all, Kazuha was not one to go back on his words. But it has been well over a year, and you were feeling antsy. Has something happened? You aided Beidou in helping lost Inazumans escape the wrath of the Shogun, but none of the people you picked up were of any familiarity. Hope had never seemed so bleak.

“Man overboard!” A shout breaks you out of your thoughts. “Man overboard!”

The words register in your brain as you lean over the railing. “What?” You yell to the lookout in the crow’s nest above you.

“Man overboard!” He replies as he points at the water. You follow his arm, and you can see a figure struggling in the water. All your breath leaves your chest in an instant. Whoever the person was, they had platinum hair. Could it be? Before you even realize what you’re doing, your body throws itself out of the crow’s nest as you slide down the mast with ease. The burn of the rope is what makes you come to your senses, but you pay it no heed. You’re fixated on the figure in the water as you drop onto the deck.

“Hey, where’ve you been--” you ignore Beidou’s greeting. With leaden legs, you walk unsteadily towards the rowboat waiting to rescue the man.

Time seems to stagnate, and your limbs feels like you’re trapped in amber. Please, you plead silently, although you don’t quite know what is it you’re asking for. You watch as Sea Drake grab the sodden figure to haul him into the rowboat and your breath catches in your throat. There is a red maple leaf emblazoned on the sleeve of the man’s kimono.

The man coughs and you stare as he opens his eyes. Startling scarlet eyes meet yours and you feel a year’s worth of relief cascade upon you.

“Kazuha…” you whisper, fearing that this was a mirage, a trick of the light, your longing manifesting into this hallucination. If so, the archons were playing a cruel joke indeed.

The man in question smiles and there is nothing that stops you from launching yourself at him. Familiar arms, albeit freezing and soaked, wraps around you. You inhale shakily, feeling the culmination of everything you have experienced in a year. It burns through your chest. The beat of your heart roars in your ears and drowns out everything. Your fingers reach out and touch something solid. He was real. He was here. “Kazuha!”

“I’m here,” he murmurs. You can feel his breath against your ear, and you knew he was no hallucination indeed. “I’m here,” he repeats softly until all your doubts, all your qualms disappear. “I’m sorry it took me so long.”

It was winter, that you reunite with Kazuha. The weather was cold enough to freeze even the mighty ocean, but Kazuha’s arms provided you with the ever-familiar warmth. It was winter, that Kazuha finally fulfilled his promise whispered to you long ago, when you were fleeing from the unforgiving metal of the Shogunate’s swords.

Spring

You’re fuming as you watch men load boxes onto the Alcor. In the distance, you catch sight of Kazuha chatting with the Traveler on the deck and your mood sours further. The Crux Fleet was preparing to bring the Traveler to Inazuma, and you were banned from coming along. Worse still was Kazuha planning to spend some time with the Resistance to give them his aid. You scowl harder as you kick a pebble viciously down the street. Ever since the Traveler arrived, Kazuha had been spending more time with them. He was undoubtedly fascinated by someone who could control the elements despite being Visionless. The frown on your face deepens, unbeknownst to your knowledge.

Why do you care?

A voice asks, uninvited, and it makes you pause. Why did you care?

“What’s on your mind?” Someone speaks behind you, and it startles you out of your thoughts

You lurch forward with a yelp and is about to fall off the dock when an arm wraps around your stomach, holding you securely. You gulp as you turn around to face your rescuer. “Ka-Kazuha!” You splutter, feeling like your heart is about to burst out of your chest.

“Sorry,” Kazuha waits until you steady yourself to remove his arm from your waist. “You seemed really deep in thought, did I ruin anything?”

“No,” you shake your head and sigh, averting his eyes. Kazuha follows your line of sight to the Alcor.

Kazuha stops to regard you seriously. You squirm under his piercing gaze and know he’d seen right through you. “It won’t be too long,” he murmurs.

“Must you go?” You ask hesitantly.

“Gorou needs whatever help he can get,” Kazuha admits, “And I think with the Traveler’s help, we can get the Vision Hunt Decree abolished. If I can help even the slightest, I want to.” There is a steady determination running through his voice. “After all, Tomo died for this. I want to honor Tomo’s last wish.”

“Do you really think this could be solved with the Traveler’s help?”

Kazuha nods, “The Traveler has already defeated dragons and ancient gods. I truly believe that changing times are upon us.”

You smile bitterly, ignoring the pang in your chest when Kazuha mentions the Traveler. Why were you so affected by this?

You were so focused on your internal thoughts that you miss Kazuha’s look of concern as he gently holds your arm to stop you. “Are you okay?” He asks you carefully, ruby eyes scanning yours.

“I’m fine,” you brave a sad attempt at a smile, but Kazuha’s expression tells you he’s not convinced. Truth be told, you didn’t even know why you were acting like this.

“It’ll finally be over soon,” his voice is the gentlest you’ve ever heard, “I’ll write you whenever I can,” Kazuha promises, vermillion eyes shining earnestly.

It was spring again that you send off Kazuha back to Inazuma, with the hope that the Vision Hunt Decree would be removed. Kazuha said his farewells with the promise of sending you letters. It was spring that there were some things left unspoken between the two of you. It was spring that you discover that foreign feelings would sprout within you whenever a certain ronin with the spirit of a wanderer comes to mind.

Summer

You tear open a letter eagerly, scanning the name of the sender. Kazuha’s name is printed neatly on the envelope, as is custom of his letters. True to his promise, Kazuha wrote to you regularly over the past two months he was gone. Inside each letter, he always tucked in a red maple leaf with a haiku printed neatly on it. His haikus ranged from daily events to descriptions of beautiful sceneries. You kept every single maple leaf as each one was a dear treasure.

Your eyes widen in surprise as you read Kazuha’s latest letter. In it, he tells you that the Traveler had successfully defeated the Shogun and that the Vision Hunt Decree had ended.

“By the time you read this, I shall already be on my way back.”

You reread the words. Hope soars in your chest and you can’t stop the broad grin that splits your cheeks open. Kazuha is coming back. You flip over the letter, expecting to see the customary red maple leaf attached to the back, when your smile slides off your face. There is no leaf, no haiku. You pull open the envelope to double check. Nothing. Why is there no haiku?

Over the next two days, you’re unable to sleep, staying up late to ponder what had changed. The next morning, there is a hint of excitement in Liyue Harbor. Whispers of “The Crux Fleet is back!” and “The Traveler defeated the Raiden Shogun!”ring through the air, as you make your way to the docks. Your heart hammers nervously at the sight of the Alcor pulling into the harbor. Your thoughts are a jumbled mess as you search for the first sign of Kazuha. The missing haiku had plagued you for several nights. You want to know the reason why, but you’re scared that something had changed, that Kazuha had changed.

The Alcor gets closer and you’re able to see the faces of the crew members. You spot Kazuha leaning over the railing and raises your hand to wave at him. Suddenly, you’re unable to breathe. There is a dull roar in your ears as you stare at the sight in front of you. Kazuha is smiling at the Traveler, with the crinkles in the corners of his eyes that only come out when he is truly happy. You’ve only seen that smile twice. The first time during the fireworks show so long ago and the second when you pulled him out of the ocean. A sharp pain pierces through you, and you stagger. Your lungs feel like they’re squeezing together. It’s crushing. It’s the worst pain you have ever experienced.

That’s why there was no haiku, a voice whispers from the depths of your muddled mind.

A sob breaks out of your mouth, making a nearby child look at you curiously. You slap your hands over your mouth as you rush from the harbor. You miss Kazuha scan the crowds, however, frowning when he sees your fleeing figure. You miss Kazuha excusing himself politely as he takes off after you.

You collapse onto your knees, when you’re a safe enough distance from the harbor, before you dissolve in tears. Your reactions don’t make any sense, but you’re unable to stop the sobs wracking your body and you curl into yourself.

Why are you acting like this? The part of your brain that remains rational screams at you. Why are you acting like some lovestruck fool?

Love.

Love.

Something clicks then and you break down into a fresh round of sobs when the realization struck.

You’re in love with your best friend. You’re in love with Kaedehara Kazuha.

But why would he want you, when there’s the Traveler, who can manipulate elements without a Vision? The Traveler who defeated the Raiden Shogun, the one who helped get rid of the Vision Hunt Decree.

Thoughts, so thick and poisonous, rob all traces of reason, that you don’t notice a gentle breeze fluttering around you.

Kazuha lands next to you, out of breath. His hair is plastered to his forehead. Panic crosses his face when he notices the state you were in. He calls your name urgently as he places his hand on your shoulder.

“S-stop,” you whimper, trying to hide your face.

He ignores your attempts, “What’s wrong? What happened? Are you hurt?” Kazuha is frantic. You try to fend him off weakly, but he’s not having any of it. Kazuha gathers you into his lap, tucking your head under his chin and wrapping his arms around you.

“Kazuha…please,” his gestures are warm, but they only send more daggers of pain into you.

“Tell me what’s going on,” he commands softly, but you shake your head.

How would you tell him? How do you tell him you’ve loved him for this long?

There is a finger under your chin. It tilts your face upwards. “If you won’t tell me what’s wrong, then would you mind if I tell you something?” Kazuha asks quietly. You’ve calmed down enough to answer him with a shaky nod. Sanguine eyes search yours and for the first time ever, Kazuha seems hesitant. “Did you notice something different with the last letter I sent?”

Your eyes widen, but you nod slowly. “A…haiku,” you breathe out.

“Yes,” Kazuha affirms your answer. “Did you wonder why?” You press your lips together as you avert your gaze. You’re not sure you’re ready to hear the answer.

“W-why?”

Kazuha smiles then. It makes your chest simultaneously soar and squeeze together. “It’s because I needed you to hear the haiku in person,” he admits, and you notice that the tips of his ears are tinged pink. “You were always my top supporter, so I figured it was best that you hear this haiku in person.”

You gape at him, mind furiously trying to process his words. “What is the haiku?” You finally managed to say.

His chest moves up and down as he takes in a breath, before he recites:

Sun and moon rejoice

Birds of dawn sing songs anew

Far from home, with you

Kazuha finishes as he awaits your verdict. You process the words carefully, “Kazuha…do you mean…?” You’re unable to finish your sentence, not daring to hope the words meant what you thought they meant.

Kazuha smiles and it’s that smile, the one he shows only when he is absolutely happy. “Did you know,” he begins casually, “Since that night you had to flee from Inazuma, I made a promise to myself. ‘I promised to love you forever.’”

All the breath you were holding leaves your lungs in an instant. If you had not been sitting down, you would’ve collapsed. “Ka-Kazuha…what are you saying?” Your voice is not louder than a mere whisper, for fear of breaking this wondrous dream that you were obviously in.

“I thought this was quite clear,” Kazuha states softly, “Ever since we’ve met as children, I’ve always held you in high regard, always admired your strength and your resilience. But I think it was being apart from you that I realized the admiration has morphed into love. I didn’t want to tell you when everything was uncertain, but now since things have been resolved, I wanted to be honest with my feelings. Every night, I find myself falling asleep with you on my mind. I want to be able to journey together with you for a long time. I want to see the beautiful sights with you. You allowed me to dream of things I’d never even dared to think of. So, if you accept, would you like to accomplish these things together with me?”

You’re speechless. Out of all the outcomes, you’ve never even dared to consider the one where Kazuha might return your feelings. You meet Kazuha’s eyes as he awaits your answer.

If this is a dream, then never let me wake up.

Instead of saying anything, you clumsily reach up to press your lips against his. There is a sharp inhale, and Kazuha takes ahold of your jaw before kissing you with the utmost care.

Three words are uttered in unison between the soft brushes of your mouths.

“I love you”

It was summer, that Kaedehara Kazuha, whom you’ve known since childhood, became someone more than just a friend. Summer was when the two of you affirm your affections for each other. It was summer, that you discover love came in the form of ruby-red eyes and platinum hair. Love was Kaedehara Kazuha, your wandering partner for life.

Fin.

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Stargazing with them PT.2

ᴄʜᴀʀᴀᴄᴛᴇʀ(s): Thoma, Tartaglia, Zhongli, and Razor.

ᴡᴀʀɴɪɴɢs: None, it just isn’t proof read. Gender neutral reader (Pronouns aren’t mentioned)

ᴛʏᴘᴇ: Head canons 

ᴅᴇsᴄʀɪᴘᴛɪᴏɴ/ᴘʀᴏᴍᴘᴛ: You go on a stargazing date with them. 

ᴀ/ɴ: Here is part two! I loved making Razor’s part, because he is such a good boy. There might be a part three, but I am not too sure yet.

Thoma’s first date with you was stargazing, he loves just being out in nature so he didn’t think twice before he asked you to go with him one night. 

Since that date, it has practically become a ritual for the two of you, especially after playing the hotpot game. Assuming that both of you can still stand afterwards without puking.

There are days that you don’t feel like eating before you go, which is fine, because when Thoma meets you at your stargazing spot, he holds a basket full of your favorite foods and drinks the two of you can share. 

Thoma continues these dates, even when you arrive back in Mondstadt when you manage to get out of Inazuma. He takes you to Starsnatch Cliff that same night so you can watch the stars together.

The area around the cliff is rather quiet aside from the gentle lapping of the waves down below and the soft breeze flowing through your hair. As you lay against the grass with a fresh picked Celia in hand, Thoma ceases his talking to gaze upon your beauty.

He decided right then that everything the two of you had gone though in Inazuma was worth it. All the tears, pain and laughter that got you to this point was something he would do again if it meant he could have you.

So as you get lost in the beauty of the stars above you, Thoma gets lost in your beauty too, reaching a slim hand to pull you against his body. Nothing could compare to the happiness he felt when you were around.

The two of you continue to go on these simple dates for years and it becomes some of your fondest memories. Your location may have changed, but the love that radiated from the both of you certainly did not even as he gets down on one knee years later, promising himself to you forever.

“The sight of you under the moonlight cannot compare to any beauty I have seen before.”

Tartaglia has the mora to take you anywhere in Liyue you wish to go on a date, so he is quite surprised when you ask to go stargazing instead of dinner as some fancy restaurant. 

The man is quite the competitor even outside of the little sparring matches the two of do on the daily. This means that he will always try and ‘one-up’ you when it comes to what he brings to your date.

There have been multiple times where he uses his mora to go all out for you, buying roses, dinner, and even dessert. You can remember the first time he went all out like this, in your hands was a bottle of wine and your favorite dessert, but by the time you got to the designated spot, Tartaglia was already there with a whole feast for the both of you.

Tartaglia is now the biggest fan of your stargazing dates, often even telling his subordinates about how you are the most wonderful partner he has ever had.

Even if he seems super tough and playful most of the time, Tartaglia is quite the clingy lover when it comes down to it. He wants nothing more than to spend his days wrapped up in your arms or keeping you trapped in his. He never wants to let you go.

Tartaglia misses being back home in Snezhnaya with his family, but with the way you smile at him under the blanket of stars above you, he never wants to leave Liyue. At least not unless you go back with him.

As the two of you sit under the endless sea of stars above, Tartaglia pulls you closer and begins to tell you about his homeland. He allows his memories of his childhood to flood out in an endless sea of words. It is during this time that you tell yourself that you are definitely going to visit Snezhnaya with him in the future.

"Looks like I win again! Ah, don’t make that face, you knew it was going to happen~”

Zhongli likes taking you out for rather simple dates which is usually somewhere you can drink tea and admire beautiful scenery. Mainly because he doesn’t have much mora usually.

Stargazing with you is not just a cheap option, but it also gives him time to appreciate just how beautiful you are with the moonlight washing over your delicate features.

The two of you take this time on your date to talk about the little things, Zhongli shares subjects with you about his past, things that no one else really knows. You do the same, however, the former Archon already knows most of your life since you did grow up in Liyue.

After you shared your liking for Osmanthus wine, Zhongli never fails to bring some with you for your date. The both of you have stumbled home more than tipsy on quite a few occasions. Tartgalia or Aether have had to escort you two home on numerous occasions now.

Zhongli never brings just wine with him, he often goes to Wanmin Restaurant and orders a bunch of food to bring with him. It’s always the perfect combination for a date, wine, food, and stargazing.

Once the two of you are settled down against the grass, Zhongli can’t help himself from showering you in compliments. Always going on about how the moonlight makes your eyes shine like jewels and your skin glow.

Since this is one of the only moments you have to actually be alone, Zhongli wastes no time in peppering your face in kisses, nuzzling his nose along your cheek. The soft, lingering scent of your perfume has him never wanting to leave your side, you are a gem that he needs to cherish for the rest of eternity. 

He is a very affectionate man at heart, however, he does not wish to participate in public affection as to not make other people uncomfortable. However, the moment that you are alone with him, Zhongli will take the opportunity to pull you in for quite a long cuddle.

“My love, you are more beautiful than even the brightest stars in the night sky.”

Razor’s favorite place to stargaze with you is right where Andrius usually resides, however, the wolf is never to be found while you and Razor are on your date.

He never fails to bring you things like crystals, flowers, or even Electro crystals. The poor boy has gotten shocked too many times to count.

Razor likes being close to his wolf family while the two of you enjoy your dates, this makes him not only feel at home, but safe too. The wolves never dare to approach you without Razor being in your company. Something to do with respect.

Razor doesn’t really understand a whole bunch of human customs, nor is his english the greatest, but he always tries to put a smile on your face.

There are some date nights where you spend your time helping him understand things that he finds confusing, he is glad he has a Lupical like you!

While the two of you gaze at the stars, Razor can’t help but pet your hair as he practically sits in your lap. Human customs may be lost on him to an extent, however, he does know the way you relax into his touch makes his heart do flips.

On colder nights, Razor brings quite a few blankets to make sure that you are nice and toasty. He is used to the bite of the wind, but seeing they way you shiver at the chilly air has him stocking up on blankets for you. He usually gets them from Bennett.

To make sure that you are well fed in his presence, it isn’t uncommon for Razor to ask Aether to help prepare food for you. It usually is mostly meat because he craves the taste, but he always brings you extra vegetables. 

“L-Look what Razor brought for Lupical! Crystals!”

Kaeya NSFW Alphabet

𝙿𝚊𝚒𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜: Kaeya x reader

𝚆𝚊𝚛𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜: NSFW (This content goes into detail/describes sexual content.) MINORS DNI

𝚃𝚢𝚙𝚎: NSFW Headcannons

𝙳𝚎𝚜𝚌𝚛𝚒𝚙𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗/𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚖𝚙𝚝: Self explanatory, this is headcannons on what I think Kaeya is like in bed!

𝙰/𝙽: Me being the Kaeya main that I am, was lowkey screaming at this. I love him so much, thank you for requesting!

𝙰 = 𝙰𝚏𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚌𝚊𝚛𝚎 (𝚆𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚊𝚏𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚜𝚎𝚡): 

Kaeya’s aftercare always depends on how many rounds the two of you went...and how many orgasms he forced you to have.

Most of the time, he still takes the time to wipe your body down with a wet wash cloth and grab a drink for you to sip on. 

Kaeya almost always tugs you close before he wipes you down, rubbing a hand over your hip in a silent comfort while you come down from your high.

𝙱 = 𝙱𝚘𝚍𝚢 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚝 (𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚒𝚛 𝚏𝚊𝚟𝚘𝚛𝚒𝚝𝚎 𝚋𝚘𝚍𝚢 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚒𝚛𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚊𝚕𝚜𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚒𝚛 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚗𝚎𝚛'𝚜):

Kaeya’s favorite body part is your chest, he loves being able to wrap his lips around your nipple, sucking just enough to watch you squirm, and become so pliant under his touch.

He often does this when you’re least expecting the action, wanting to see how quickly he can get you needy for him.

𝙲 = 𝙲𝚞𝚖 (𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚘 𝚍𝚘 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚌𝚞𝚖, 𝚋𝚊𝚜𝚒𝚌𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢):

Kaeya has two places he would much rather see his cum, in your pretty hole or having you swallow it down. Don't forget to show your clean tongue afterwards.

He was a goner the moment you opened your mouth to show him your clean tongue after he came inside your mouth. Now he is addicted to the sight.

He also loves being able to watch his cum drip from your hole after he has filled you up a few times.

𝙴 = 𝙴𝚡𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚌𝚎 (𝚑𝚘𝚠 𝚎𝚡𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚌𝚎𝚍 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢? 𝚍𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚔𝚗𝚘𝚠 𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢’𝚛𝚎 𝚍𝚘𝚒𝚗𝚐?):

Kaeya has been around a fair amount during his stay in Mondstadt. None of these flings were serious, just the Calvary Captain looking for a bit of ‘stress relief’ or a distraction from his duties.

He has been around enough to get a feel for what buttons to push so that he can drive his partner crazy with pleasure.

𝙵 = 𝙵𝚊𝚟𝚘𝚛𝚒𝚝𝚎 𝚙𝚘𝚜𝚒𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗 (𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚐𝚘𝚎𝚜 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚜𝚊𝚢𝚒𝚗𝚐):

Kaeya loves having you ride him.

Not only does this position give him a perfect view of your body, but he can slide his hands up your chest to play with your nipples too.

He loves seeing the way that you arch under his touch.

𝙸 = 𝙸𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚊𝚌𝚢 (𝚑𝚘𝚠 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚍𝚞𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚖𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝? 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚛𝚘𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚌 𝚊𝚜𝚙𝚎𝚌𝚝):

Most times, Kaeya’s mood depends on if he wants to be more ‘romantic’ with you.

It’s usually a no.

Kaeya is usually too busy with protecting Mondstadt (Handling abyss mages and so on) to be able to give you a romantic atmosphere.

𝙺 = 𝙺𝚒𝚗𝚔 (𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚘𝚛 𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚒𝚛 𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚔𝚜):

I feel like Kaeya has a huge thing for public sex.

He will quite literally bend you over his desk in his office and cover your mouth so no one hears how much of a whore you are.

"Ah, you have to be quiet. We wouldn't want everyone to know how much of a slut you are for my cock right?.."

𝙻 = 𝙻𝚘𝚌𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗 (𝚏𝚊𝚟𝚘𝚛𝚒𝚝𝚎 𝚙𝚕𝚊𝚌𝚎𝚜 𝚝𝚘 𝚍𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚍𝚘):

Kaeya loves being able to fuck you in public places, he doesn't care if someone is close by or not.

His favorite is definitely in the back of the library, oftentimes, you are stuck in the corner of the bottom floor. Kaeya's hand finds it's way inside your pants as he softly degrades you by telling you how much of a slut you are for him.

𝙼 = 𝙼𝚘𝚝𝚒𝚟𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗 (𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚗𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚖 𝚘𝚗, 𝚐𝚎𝚝𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚖 𝚐𝚘𝚒𝚗𝚐):

A little dirty talk goes a long way with Kaeya. He absolutely loves to hear you beg, or just tell him how much you want him to fill up your pretty hole.

Want to turn him on? All you have to do is whisper into his ear that you want him to breed you, that usually does the trick.

𝙽 = 𝙽𝚘 (𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚠𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍𝚗’𝚝 𝚍𝚘, 𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚗 𝚘𝚏𝚏𝚜):

If it is one thing that Kaeya draws a line with, it is hurting you in the bedroom.

He refuses to draw blood or strike you in ways that would actually hurt. Spanking does not count.

𝙾 = 𝙾𝚛𝚊𝚕 (𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚏𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚗𝚌𝚎 𝚒𝚗 𝚐𝚒𝚟𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚘𝚛 𝚛𝚎𝚌𝚎𝚒𝚟𝚒𝚗𝚐, 𝚜𝚔𝚒𝚕𝚕, 𝚎𝚝𝚌.):

Kaeya is surprisingly very much into giving and receiving when it comes to oral.

Like most of the other Genshin men, he takes pride in knowing he can make you cum with his mouth alone.

Don't get him wrong, he also loves to see you down on your knees with your mouth open and ready to take his cock down your throat.

𝙿 = 𝙿𝚊𝚌𝚎 (𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚏𝚊𝚜𝚝 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑? 𝚜𝚕𝚘𝚠 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚜𝚎𝚗𝚜𝚞𝚊𝚕? 𝚎𝚝𝚌.): 

Kaeya's pace usually depends on his mood, or how tired he is from his day's work.

If he had a light day, you'll likely find yourself face down on the bed while he plows himself into you at an unrelenting pace.

If his day was tougher or involved more physical work, he would much prefer you to be on top of him and setting your own pace.

𝚀 = 𝚀𝚞𝚒𝚌𝚔𝚒𝚎 (𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚒𝚛 𝚘𝚙𝚒𝚗𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚜 𝚘𝚗 𝚚𝚞𝚒𝚌𝚔𝚒𝚎𝚜, 𝚑𝚘𝚠 𝚘𝚏𝚝𝚎𝚗, 𝚎𝚝𝚌.):

Kaeya unsurprisingly loves quickies.

He usually bends you over the desk in his office anyways so you'll be pretty used to them too.

The only time he ever actually stops to worship your body is when you are in your own bed with him.

𝚂 = 𝚂𝚝𝚊𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚊 (𝚑𝚘𝚠 𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚢 𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚍𝚜 𝚌𝚊𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚐𝚘 𝚏𝚘𝚛? 𝚑𝚘𝚠 𝚕𝚘𝚗𝚐 𝚍𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚕𝚊𝚜𝚝?):

While Kaeya usually only ever has the time for one round, there are a few days where there are no limitations to his time with you.

On these days, Kaeya never just goes one round.

Get ready to have multiple orgasms, because he isn't stopping until he is 100% satisfied, no matter if you're over stimulated or not. Which you love anyways.

𝚄 = 𝚄𝚗𝚏𝚊𝚒𝚛 (𝚑𝚘𝚠 𝚖𝚞𝚌𝚑 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚎):

Since Kaeya is a busy man, it isn't often that he teases his partner.

However, if you have been especially needy or overall bugging him about sex, the next day he has to himself he will spend teasing and edging you relentlessly.

𝚅 = 𝚅𝚘𝚕𝚞𝚖𝚎 (𝚑𝚘𝚠 𝚕𝚘𝚞𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚊𝚛𝚎, 𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚜𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚍𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚖𝚊𝚔𝚎, 𝚎𝚝𝚌.):

Kaeya is not quiet at all when it comes to noise in the bedroom.

His favorite thing is to talk dirty/degrade you while he plows into your sensitive hole.

As far as moaning goes, he usually isn't quiet about that either, he will let those noises out between his little bouts of degradation.

𝚈 = 𝚈𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐 (𝚑𝚘𝚠 𝚑𝚒𝚐𝚑 𝚒𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚒𝚛 𝚜𝚎𝚡 𝚍𝚛𝚒𝚟𝚎?):

Kaeya has a bit of an above-average sex drive. Though most times he can't act on those urges since he is too busy with being the Calvary Captain.

𝚉 = 𝚉𝚣𝚣 (𝚑𝚘𝚠 𝚚𝚞𝚒𝚌𝚔𝚕𝚢 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚏𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚊𝚜𝚕𝚎𝚎𝚙 𝚊𝚏𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚠𝚊𝚛𝚍𝚜):

Kaeya almost never falls asleep until you do, he wants to make sure that you feel save and loved as your falling asleep.

He presses little kisses to your neck and head as you doze off in his arms.

Ayato "Pillar of Fortitude"

Cupping their face with your hands - Fluff, GN! Reader

Gorou "Canine Warrior"

Giving Gorou attention - Smut, MDNI, GN! Reader

Your favorite places to kiss them - Fluff, GN! Reader, slight NSFW

NSFW alphabet - MDNI, NSFW, GN! Reader

Itto "Hanamizaka Heroics"

Your favorite places to kiss them - Fluff, GN! Reader, slight NSFW

Your first time - NSFW, headcanons, MDNI, afab! Reader

Kazuha "Scarlet Leaves Persue Wild Waves"

Somnophilia with Kazuha - Smut, MDNI, GN! Reader

Your favorite places to kiss them - Fluff, GN! Reader, slight NSFW

Guardian - Injury mention, reader gets hurt, GN! Reader

Heizou "Analytical Harmony"

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Thoma "Protector From Afar"

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Albedo "Kreideprinz"

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Dainsleif "Bough Keeper"

Cupping their face with your hands - Fluff, GN! Reader

Diluc "The Dark Side of Dawn"

How he kisses you - Fluff, undetermined reader

Kaeya "Frostwind Swordsman"

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Venti "Windborne Bard"

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Request rules/information

Request status - Open

Gender of the reader: 

Most writing I do that is NOT a request will be considered GN reader so that everyone is able to feel included in my writing. Try to refrain from requesting BOTH FM/M at the same time because it will be harder to write for both at the same time.

My character limit is three, however, I may choose to indulge myself and add an extra character depending on your prompt.

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What I am comfortable writing:

Fluff, hurt/comfort, romance, smut

Death, angst, pain (These will take me a bit longer to write)

Writing about reader having multiple significant others (Sexually or non sexually)

Pregnancy, getting pregnant, wanting to have children, having children etc.

Modern AUs 

What I am uncomfortable writing:

Daddy/Mommy kinks

dark content (Self-harm, drug use, sexual themes involving minors, kinks/smut that involve violence towards character or reader)

Sibling/family content (the reader being related to the character AT ALL)

Most of my requests will be completed unless you have disregarded my rules upon writing up a request for me. On that note, my perception of the characters/the way they act sometimes might not be canon, but I will try my best to represent them accurately.

How Diluc kisses you

𝙿𝚊𝚒𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜: Diluc (Diluc x reader)

𝚆𝚊𝚛𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜: I didn’t really proof read this ahah

𝚃𝚢𝚙𝚎: Headcannons, fluff, drabble

𝙳𝚎𝚜𝚌𝚛𝚒𝚙𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗/𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚖𝚙𝚝: How Diluc kisses! This also includes your first kiss with him.

Diluc is very secretive when it comes to his the details of his personal life.

It is likely that he won’t show very much affection at all in public or where other people can see the two of you.

He is very reticent so his feelings for you might not be very apparent unless he lets you in on them.

Diluc kisses you like it is going to be the last time he is able to do it. They are often full of passion and heat, almost kissing you as if his life depends on it.

His hand often drifts to your chin, thumb gently running over the smooth skin there as he tilts your head up. As soon as the gap closes between your lips, his hand moves so that it is cradling your jaw instead. 

You can remember your first kiss vividly.

You often spent your days at the Dawn Winery, helping out wherever people would allow you....that and you always looked forward to poking your head into Diluc’s office. Most times the fiery-haired man was hard at work, filling out stacks of paper work that littered the messy desk. You always made sure to bring him meals, drinks, or even just popped in your head to make sure that he wasn’t in need of anything. Not that you were aware, but Diluc greatly appreciated the measures you went to in order to make sure he was content. 

It was sunset by the time Diluc finally finished with everything he had to do at the winery, however, he still held the title “The Darknight Hero”, so it wouldn’t be long before he slipped off into the night. You had finished making him his specialty dish ‘Once upon a time Mondstadt’ which was comprised of meat, potatoes, and cheese. The dish itself was fairly easy to cook, and you found yourself to be quite the master of whipping it up anytime you were craving it. You found yourself cooking it for Diluc once every month or so when he would stick around long enough to eat after he was done with his winery duties.

“Y/N.”

Diluc’s voice yanks you out of your thoughts, you had been so focused on plating the dish that you hadn’t heard the faint thumping of his boots as he approaches you. You whip your head around, glancing over your shoulder to see the darkly clothed man standing at the doorway of the kitchen. You couldn’t help the way a soft smile crept onto your face when you had laid eyes on him. 

“I made your special dish.” You give Diluc an answer before he can question what you are doing, picking up the plate with a hum. However, you don’t hand it over to him, simply walking up to your usual spot on the balcony outside his office. 

The both of you often shared meals out here, basking in the warm light provided by the setting sun while chatting idly about things like commissions or adventures you had gone on recently. Golden rays of the sun’s light were slowly sinking beyond the horizon, the clouds being bathed in a soft pink glow as the sun disappeared for the night. 

A comfortable silence drifts between the two of you as your eyes follow the sunset, the only sounds being the soft ‘whoosh’ of the wind, and the birds singing as they day comes to an end. Diluc is mainly focused on eating, red eyes shifting between his plate and you when you aren’t looking his way. As the breeze moves your hair around, you feel his eyes linger on you just a bit longer. The action makes you subconsciously turn your head to make eye contact with him, the fiery-haired male glancing away as he is caught, a bit if pink dusting his cheeks.

Cute.

It doesn’t take long for Diluc to finish eating, taking a sip of his grape juice before he comes to stand beside you at the railing of the balcony. Your eyes follow him over, hint of a smile gracing your lips as he leans against the railing, red hair being moved slightly with the wind.Your shoulder brushes up against Diluc’s making your cheeks redden at how close the man is standing beside you.

When did he get so close?

“I-” “Yo-” 

The both of you start talking at the same time, making a chuckle escape Diluc’s chest, nudging your shoulders together with a soft smile. “Go ahead.” he murmurs, voice as gentle as the breeze flowing around you both.

“I enjoy spending this time with you.” The sentence flows from your mouth smoothly before you can stop to think about it. It’s a true statement though, before you came to Mondstadt, you always felt as if something was missing, this lead you to always keep up your travelling in search of something that made you feel complete. 

Diluc is aware of how much you traveled before you came across Mondstadt, the thought that he was the reason you have stayed for so long made his heart flutter dangerously in his chest. As soon as the words left your mouth, you both turned to gaze at the other. Diluc’s red eyes gaze so intently into yours and you feel all the air leave your lungs as you scan over his face in question.

Your hearts begins to hammer in your chest as the darkly clothed man leans closer to you, his eyes never leaving yours as he moves his hand to cup your jaw. His touch is gentle, as if you’re made of the most fragile glass that would crack if he grips you too hard. The warmth of his palm licked at your skin like gentle flames making your cheeks grow scarlet in color. Diluc has known that he has liked you for weeks now, he had come to the realization after the two of you had a rather personal conversation on this very balcony under the light of the sunset. 

It isn’t long before Diluc closes the gap between your lips, your eyes slipping closed as you press closer to him. His hand, warm due to the vision he is in possession of, trails to your neck so he can pull you in closer to the kiss. His own heart is racing as if he hadn’t dreamed of doing this since the first time he realized he had feelings for you. 

When the kiss breaks your breath is coming out in little puffs, face as red as Diluc’s hair as he gaze up at the beautiful man in front of you. After only a few moments of looking at each other, a smile breaks out across the man’s face and he returns his hand to your jaw, thumb idly runnng over the soft skin. 

“Oh, how I have waited to do that...”

CW: Cupping their face with your hands PT.1 + their reaction. Fluff, GN!Reader, established relationships, use of pet names (Ex: Baby, dear, Dove, Sweetheart, my Lily, my love), soft moments with the boys, blushy boys, gentle kisses being shared, reader has a pyro vision in Dain's section.

Featuring:  Ayato + Dainsleif

Kamisato Ayato

"Ayato?" With a voice just above a whisper, you poke your head into Ayato's office, bright orbs immediately settling on your beloved partner.

Soft ocean eyes turn up from the pile of paperwork on his desk, scanning over your hesitant form in the doorway to his office before a gentle smile curves up the corners of his lips. "Come in, my dear."

Slender arms wrap around your waist the moment you're seated in his lap, Ayato burying his face against your shoulder for a long moment, simply taking in your scent. He has been working almost nonstop for days aside from Thoma or you forcing him to break for meals. Only now does he realize how much he has missed your presence and the way you curl up so perfectly on his lap while he does his paperwork. He has been neglecting you.

Ayato adjusts your body so that you're straddling his lap, legs on either side of his thighs so he can peer at your stunning features. His mouth is turned downward slightly at the beginning of a frown, you knew the words that would come from his mouth next. After all, you had heard the before after he prioritized his work before anything else.

"I-" The hydro user's words are cut off almost immediately feeling your hands on either side of his face, cupping his cheeks sweetly in the palms of your hands. Ocean blue eyes gaze up into yours, his lips parting in slight surprise and a subtle blush settling on Ayato's pale cheeks. The smile that breaks out across his face is nothing but heartwarming, his eyes slipping closed after not a moment more, simply enjoying the way you hold his face so delicately.

A light chuckle resonates from Ayato after a few moments, those breathtaking pools peeking back open just as you lean forward. The urge to kiss him right now is too much to bear. Before the hydro user can even realize what you're doing, you have pressed your lips together in a deep kiss. Yet another soft chuckle escapes, slender arms winding around you tighter to keep you from moving away from him.

Maybe it is time to take a break from his paperwork after all.

Now, physical affection has been rather limited through Dainsleif's life so it has taken a lot for the two of you to get to this point in your relationship. You have spent months traveling together, unsure of the destination, yet knowing the exact paths to take towards this unseen goal. This man trusts you with his life, you're his partner, and he knows you will always have his back in and outside of battle. He has his moments where he is a bit hesitant to accept your touches if he isn't completely sure of what you're up to, this would be one of those moments.

Dainsleif

"Hey Dain?" There is a grin on your face when you call your partner's name, the blonde's head shooting up from the fire he is attempting to make. "Why is it you ordered me to go hunting instead of you? I have the whole fire thing handled...you know I do have a pyro vision."

Seeing the two fish you are holding combined with how proud you look of yourself has Dainsleif smiling to himself before he is gesturing at his failed attempt to start a fire. "Not that I am one to admit these things, but seeing the way you're almost bursting with pride at catching our dinner makes my heart lift just a bit." He chuckles fondly, deep blue eyes following your every move as you place the fish on a wooden stand Dainsleif made for roasting them.

It takes a flick of your wrist as you sit on a log to have a fireball hitting the stack of wood below the fish, igniting the makeshift stove so your dinner can cook. "Come here~" you sigh out, beckoning your partner closer who follows the order with ease, taking a seat on the log next to you.

Before Dainsleif can get any words out, your hands are on either side of his face, cupping the warm flesh of his cheeks in your palms. Instead of shying away like most people might expect him to do, he leans into one of your palms, grabbing the other hand in his own and pressing a lingering kiss to the palm there. The action is simple but sweet making your heart clench in your chest at the sight of just how much this man truly trusts you.

Moving your hand from his cheek to the back of his neck, you tug Dainsleif closer, slotting your lips together with practiced ease. The kiss is tender and lengthy, only breaking when your lungs ache for air. As your eyes lock together, a smile breaks out across his face once more.

"I love you, my Star."

Guardian

Synopsis: Going out on a walk with Kazuha goes wrong.

Genre/warnings: Hurt/comfort, injury/burn mention, gn!reader, not proofread. (If there are anymore please comment below/send to my ask box)

Featuring: Kaedehara Kazuha

A/N: This was going to be out sooner, but I've been feeling really sick lately. Hope you guys enjoy! Likes, comments and reblogs are always appreciated <3

Being with Kazuha was an easy, almost carefree lifestyle; traveling from place to place together, and exploring everything that the world had to offer. It was a dream come true for the both of you, two free spirits that remained unchained by the laws of the seven nations for the time being. You could almost hear Venti saying something along the lines of 'allow the wind to guide you on your journeys, and keep you safe as you travel away from your home.' Oddly enough, it was the wind that guided you, always leading you back to one person. Kaedehara Kazuha.

The air was cool, gentle breeze drifting through the canopies of the trees, carrying the whispers of the danger ahead to your boyfriend's ears, assisting him in figuring out what lurked around every corner. Large maple trees surrounded the two of you, leaves rustling as the breeze tried misplacing the leaves, only succeeding in knocking a few down at a time between delicate gusts. Stretching out your hand, you catch a scarlet leaf in your palm, holding it towards the sun to admire the captivating shade it currently holds. Oh, how you loved to walk amongst the extravagantly colored trees that reminded you endlessly of your beloved boyfriend.

It only takes a few seconds of observing before you drop the maple leaf, allowing it to fall back into the sea of red covering the surrounding area where you and Kazuha stand. 

"You're unusually quiet today, my dove. Is something on your mind?" Kazuha's soft voice breaks through the comfortable silence, pretty vermillion eyes meeting yours the second you turn to look at him. 

There may be a sea of red around you, but oh how those little vermillion pools draw you in like a moth to a flame, breath catching in your throat and smile curving up the edges of your lips into a loving smile. A chuckle breezes past your lips at the question your boyfriend asks, head shaking to confirm nothing was wrong as you tug the man close with a gentle hand. With your body pressed flushed together, Kazuha's hands come to rest on your waist, face burying in your neck as the two of you take a moment to just exist together. 

Two souls forever intertwined after finding each other by a mere chance of fate.

It isn't long before the moment of peaceful silence end, a booming laugh interrupting the two of you and drawing a startled gasp from you. Kazuha pulls away from you without a moment's hesitation, bandaged hand on the handle of his sword and ready to strike if needed. Standing in front of the two of you is none other than the Fatui, even on a 'deserted island' these horrid creatures still roam. This was going to be quite a fight for both of you.

A Cryogunner, Electro mage, and a Pyroslinger bracer are standing not too far away, smirks on their faces as they start to charge up their abilities, ready for a fight. All you can do is get one good look at Kazuha before he is launching himself up into the air, the force of the wind caused by his anemo vision, brings the Pyroslinger and Electro mage forward. You need to take out the Cryogunner by yourself.

"It's time for a flash freeze!" The Cryogunner's voice rings out as his shield activates, thank god you were an electro vision holder. Using an electro-infused sword, you take out his shield in record time, weaving and dodging through his attacks as you slice at his body with your sword. 

After the shield is broken, the Cryogunner becomes embarrassingly vulnerable to the sword blows and ends up crumpling to the ground in a matter of minutes. Now to help Kazuha. Your boyfriend is still facing off with the Pyroslinger Bracer while the Electro mage is nowhere in sight. Maybe he defeated her already. Wrong.

Just as that thought crosses your mind, a purple ring forms on the ground around Kazuha. No! Using your electro powers to launch you forward, your hands come in contact with the soft material of your boyfriend's clothing, shoving him out of the circle just as a large bolt of electro slams into you. Intense hot pain sears your body, your vision darkens and the scream you let out is drowned out by the loud ringing in your ears. All thought vanishes as your vision blacks out, body hitting the ground with a soft thud that leaves Kazuha's thoughts screaming as he finishes off the Fatui. 

Not again!

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It feels as if your body is on fire when you finally start coming to. Burning pain stretches from your right shoulder down to your fingertips and the sensation only intensifies as you shift slightly. You're not on the ground. Hell, you're not even outside anymore. You're lying on something soft, a mattress maybe? Instead of smelling the grass where you're sure you should be lying, a soft scent fills your nose. It's fragrant almost like flowers, but you can't tell what it is without opening your eyes to check visually. By the faint sound of the waves lapping somewhere nearby, you know exactly where you are; The Alcor.

With a soft groan escaping your lips, you crack your eyes open to see the wooden ceiling above your head, but no natural light was pouring into the room which meant it was no longer daylight outside. How long have you been out? A soft snore catches your attention from nearby, head moving to find the source when you see Kazuha sitting at the desk of your shared bedroom, head resting on his arms as he sleeps atop the no doubt uncomfortable wood. Oh no, for him to have fallen asleep like this you must have been out for a while. His hair is undone too, messy to signal he had been running his hands through it out of nervous habit when he was stressing about something.

"Kazu.." Your voice cracks under the syllable, throat dry as if you swallowed a handful of sand or cotton. You needed water if you were going to be able to say anything else to your beloved boyfriend.

As soon as Kazuha's name is croaked from your throat, he is sitting up almost instantly being the light sleeper he is, wide vermillion eyes scanning over your form for a few seconds. It takes a moment for his brain to register that you're awake, that you're trying to sit up in your shared bed. That you weren't going to die and leave him as Tomo had all that time ago. Silence hangs in the air for a few seconds, his owlish eyes blinking over at you before he is in motion, his movement fluid like the wind as he grabs you a glass of water sitting nearby.

Sitting up proves to be a whole new hassle on its own, the right side of your body burns, but with Kazuha's help, you adjust so you can drink the water he provided for you. Only now do you see the bandages covering your body, stretching from your shoulder to your fingertips and even around your torso. How badly do these wounds look under the pristine white bandages covering them?

Before you can dwell on that thought, your beloved boyfriend is moving closer to the edge of the bed, his hand reaching out to delicately cup your cheek with his warm palm.  A shaky breath breezes past Kazuha's parted lips, and as you turn to look into his vermillion eyes, you can see the glimmer of unshed tears in them. What were you thinking, scaring him like that after you knew about Tomo?

"Oh, Kazu..." Your voice is soft, a mere whisper as you lean into the touch of his palm, reaching out to brush a stray strand of his ashy blonde hair from his face. 

The very moment your fingertips come into contact with his skin, the wandering samurai looks as if he is about to start crying on the spot. Who could blame him? He had nearly lost easily one of the most important things in his life! Reaching a trembling hand up, you cup Kazuha's cheek in return in an attempt to reassure him and let him know that you are still here with him. That is all it takes for him to break in front of you, face crumbling and lip trembling slightly as his tears finally begin streaking down his pale cheeks.

You can feel your chest tighten, heart breaking at the usually strong samurai crumpling in on himself so quickly. These tears were ones you had let out before, a mixture of fear and relief at the same time after going through something so rough without being able to cry. Carefully pulling Kazuha into the bed with you, he wastes no time in snuggling up to your uninjured side, face buried against the warmth of your bare torso.

At that moment you decide that being his guardian was worth it, yes, you got hurt in the process...but you'd do anything for the anemo vision holder. He was your boyfriend and someone you couldn't live without.

You were simply two souls forever intertwined after finding each other by a mere chance of fate. 

That's how it was meant to be.