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꒰⁺˖͏ ͏ ͏͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏Rui Kamishiro ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏ ͏˖⁺꒱

cooking wanderer's signature dish for him

wanderer x gn!reader

genre: fluff

warnings: none

word count: 988

a/n: short one today! not feeling too good about this but just wanted to push something out and this was buzzing around in my head so i figured i'd write it out real quick. btw i'm doing requests now! check pinned for more details (◍•ᴗ•◍)♡ ✧*。

he’s absolutely unconvinced you can make anything without ruining it. 

a few mishaps in the kitchen was all it took for him to take over the stove and only let you help with preparation when you won’t stop pestering him about it. 

doesn’t even hesitate to grab things out of your hands and move them across the counter when you try helping. will also step in front of you to push you away from the counter which drives you crazy. 

he actually genuinely enjoys cooking for you, but equally enjoys pretending it’s because you’re a safety hazard and watching you get angry about it. nothing beats lighthearted bickering with you. 

given your dislike for cooking in the first place it all works out for the most part, but after seeing him make a simple meal from leftover rice and tea one night, you wanted to try finding quick and easy foods to throw together. 

this specific dish of his had been on your mind ever since he first made it for you, yes because it was delightful, but also because it was clearly one of his favorites and you couldn’t help but want to try your hand at it for him. 

fortunately, once a week, he and nahida meet up to discuss things so it’s not long before the perfect opportunity presents itself. 

“do you need something?”

you shake your head no from where you’re peering over his shoulder with rapt attention, watching the way he skillfully puts together some sort of inazuman dish you haven’t seen before. the wanderer’s hands move across the cutting board like they’ve done it a million times, which they probably have, and it’s near fascinating to watch. 

“just looking.” you respond absentmindedly. your breath tickles the back of his neck, and for a split second he almost fumbles with the knife and heaves a deep sigh like you’re being a nuisance, but at the same time steps to the side so you have more room to see him neatly chop up some herbs that seem to be one of the final touches. when he’s done, he scoops the small pieces into his hand before sprinkling them over the rice and tea filled bowl sitting off to the side of the counter and topping it off with a pickled plum. 

“there.” he boasts proudly, presenting the bowl with a grin. “shimi chazuke.”

“it looks good.” you say honestly, bringing the dish to your mouth and taking a sip, and then, “it tastes good!”

your eyes are bright and earnest when you meet his and he clicks his tongue to distract himself from the way your words make his chest flutter. “don’t act so surprised, of course it does.”

as always, you immediately play along with his attitude and set your lips in a grim line. “i lied, it’s awful. never make this again.” 

when you set the bowl down and start to walk away he sputters and starts briskly walking after you, grumbling lighthearted curses and calling you a terrible liar along the way. 

ever since that day, he’s made that same shimi chazuke a handful of other times and the urge to try to make it yourself and surprise him has been strong. now, with nothing but determination on your mind, you’re ready to put your observation skills to work and perfectly replicate his cooking before he comes back from his weekly meeting with nahida. 

as carefully and precisely as you can, you go through the same preparation process you’ve seen so many times and slowly but surely a deliciously smelling bowl of shimi chazuke is nearly done. 

it’s right when you’re adding the toppings that he returns and soundlessly walks inside and stops behind you with a frown. you know he’s there but wait until you’ve finished sprinkling the herbs on top before glancing over your shoulder to see him standing with his arms crossed watching you. 

“you made a huge mess.” he comments in a bland tone, eyeing the dirty dishes and spilled tea on the counter. 

“welcome back.” you completely ignore what he said and hand him the bowl, which he takes cautiously and holds out in front of him like it might explode. despite this, there’s a softness to his expression at coming home to find you making one of his favorite foods, so he wastes no time in lifting it up and thoughtfully taking a sip. 

you stand in front of him nearly vibrating with anticipation, and like the insufferable punk he is, keeps his words to himself while he also grabs a pair of chopsticks to take a bite of the rice and check the texture. you stare intently at the way his jaw flexes as he chews, and when you cross your arms in front of yourself with an impatient huff he finally turns to look at you. 

“not bad. looks like you can be good at things after all.” 

contrary to what he says, the gentle hand that comes to rest on top of your head and the appreciative smile on his face have butterflies erupting in your stomach and a matching grin to accompany his own breaks out across your cheeks. 

“clearly you should let me help out in the kitchen more often then.” you muse smugly, to which he retracts his hand like you burned it and turns away with a scoff. 

“in your dreams.” 

“fine, then i guess you wouldn’t mind if i finish this for you?” before you can even bring the bowl from the table to your lips he reaches over and carefully snatches it from you so none of it spills over. 

“that won’t be necessary,” he says sharply, pouting slightly as you softly laugh. you both share a knowing look as he holds the steaming bowl to his chest, one that brings soft color to his cheeks in a way only you can manage. 

“and… thank you.”

nothing less.

(kazuha x asexual!reader)

warnings: hints of nsfw, mainly fluff, pet names, reader is hinted at being on the ace spectrum, overall just very cute

the embrace was familiar.

the hands that ghosted over your waist did little to nothing to quench the uneasy feeling in your stomach, nor did it help you hide the frown on your features.

the silence in the air was almost suffocating, and the tension felt as if it was thickening with every second that passed between you and your lover.

his hands trailed up to your face, caressing your cheek with his calloused palm; a small reminder of the battles he has fought, sword in hand.

a small yet comforting smile adorned his face as you both locked eyes, his tender touch causing a pleasant shiver down your spine.

“my muse,”

his thumb wiped away a stray tear, before moving to put your hair behind your ear. “if you’re feeling uncomfortable, there is no rush to carry on.”

his tone sounded even softer than what it was usually; the solemn expression he wore silently telling you it was okay.

fitting, really, considering how vulnerable you both were in this moment.

you expected nothing less from the wandering samurai.

“i…” breaking eye contact, you felt guilt seep into your burning skin. “i don’t want to leave you unsatisfied, kazuha.”

he chuckled at that, closing his eyes. “i’m satisfied, dove. your very presence is enough for me, i wouldn’t ask for more.”

he looked beautiful like this, you thought. the moonlight leaking in from the window lit up his features; he was nothing short of divine.

so why was this so hard? denying him? any other person would jump for the opportunity, which begs the question: why haven’t you?

“i love you, so, so much.” a deep breath. “i just have no desire to… do this… i’m sorry.” your voice had turned into a whisper by the end, you were finding it hard to say anything else.

“and… i love you more than anything, no matter what. so why feel guilty?” he pressed his forehead to yours, your noses bumping ever so slightly. “your lack of sexual desire won’t stop me from loving you, my muse.”

a weight was lifted off your shoulders as he said that.

sighing softly, you cuddled into him, your head on his chest as his fingers smoothed over your hair.

“never change, y/n.” he cooed, similar to a bird singing into the night sky.

“i wouldn’t have you any other way.”

JUST BECAUSE I LOVE YOU ( who said there has to be a reason for my affection ).

— genres : headcanons. fluff. — cw : clueless characters, kissing. mr stoic / "i don't need love" being all cute. — characters : albedo, xiao, scaramouche x gn!reader.

albedo ; feigned innocence can get so infuriating ( maybe it's because he makes you blush ).

maybe it's true. maybe he doesn't fully understand the point of this kind of affection.

no, you're gaslighting yourself yet again. albedo definitely knows — anyone could tell, from the way he lets your fingers touch but never holds your hand, leaving a trail of burning flames along your skin. or the way he smiles so sweet whispering "you're pretty" into your ear, his breath heating up your face ( actually, maybe it's the embarrassment ). or the way has that tiny unreadable smirk lingering on his lips after he steals a kiss, even being daring enough to do it in public. archons.

and worst of all, whenever you screw up the courage to ask him about it, he calmly denies any teasing intention at all with a matter - of - fact expression, and it's so hard to argue with him. so you simply accept with a suspicious look and him asking "why do you look so troubled, sunshine?"

you believed him at the start, his curious questions and quizzical looks when you reached for his hand while walking down the mondstadt streets in the early mornings. but as time progressed, it was clear he was simply gathering information ( "collecting data", as he'd say ) about the the type of affection you liked and why and how and what the best way to go about making you feel butterflies all over again was. curse him for being so clever and observant. you pretend to hate how easily he could fluster you but in reality, you both know that whenever he leaves you all flushed and confused, you're gazing at him ( busying himself with his experiments yet again ) with massive hearts in your eyes.

xiao ; doesn't realise his cluelessness makes him even cuter.

"why are you holding my hand?" "why are you looking at me like that?" "what's the point of this flower?"

xiao was always afraid that his absence of knowledge on relationships and dating in general would be a burden to you, a source of frustration, a potential rift between the two of you. on the contrary ( and to his pleasant and rather confused surprise ), you seem to absolutely fawn over him whenever he's so painfully clueless, eyes darting around and hands awkwardly hanging by his side.

xiao stares at your physical affections and gifts in such genuine bewilderment it's endearing, question marks practically popping out of his head. because it's what couples do, xiao, you want to say, but you only laugh and pinch his cheek ( sunshine bubbling up from your throat, eyes glittering like the very stars he's been staring at for centuries and gosh do you look absolutely stunning ).

"why does my face feel hot when you do that?"

maybe he asked the wrong question — because you're laughing again. is it at him? what's so funny? his face feels so warm like his cheeks are burning where your fingertips had touched before. but maybe if it makes you so happy, the question wasn't so bad after all. joy looks good on you, xiao has decided.

scaramouche ; can't help but give in to you after keeping up an emotionless facade for far too long.

scaramouche prides himself on being great at hiding his feelings. at being cruel. at being so brash, he was convinced no one in their right mind could ever love him.

clearly, you aren't right in the head. always staring at him from across the room during important meetings, so distracted by his presence ( he acts annoyed, but he'd be lying if he said he didn't absolutely love the fact that you couldn't take your eyes off him ).

and, after a while, he guesses it's a good thing — that you're kind of crazy too. just like him. maybe you are worth a shot. maybe he can finally admit to his feelings for you, the ones that make him so unbelievably and unreasonably furious. stop making him lose self control! stop making him want to simply give up everything and act all cute with you ( he is certainly not cute, he insists ) !

but despite being able to read right through his interesting facade, it still surprises you when he drags you by the sleeve one day as you cock your head to the side in curiosity. eyes locked with yours, pulling you into his embrace so quick you almost fall into his lips that are somehow already ready to kiss you. like he's been waiting for this moment his entire life ( he has ).

"wh — what was that for?" you're breathless, hands shaking at the realisation that what the actual hell, scaramouche just kissed me. ME! he kissed me —

"i can't kiss you now? won't do it next time if you hate it so much." he's sharp with his tongue and rough with his words, but when you look up at him with sweet eyes and a cheeky grin, he can't help but oblige your silent request and kiss you once again.

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Not sure if this is where you’re supposed to submit the request thing for the anniversary event but..

Can you do BLLK Rin x gn! Reader or Bachira x gn! Reader with prompt 4?

If you do the Rin one then it’ll be the reader who almost died and if you do Bachira’s instead of Rin then it’ll be Bachira who almost died

Thank you and goodbye <3

Don’t worry, you submitted in the right place! No need to thank me at all, take care <3

#4: “You almost died and you’re making jokes?”

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Rin was busy attending his daily practice as you dropped by to look over him. He always worked so hard and you were scared he would push his limits if no one was keeping an eye on him. You also always bring a meal for him so he can get some energy after the tiring practice. He seems to be practicing just fine so you decided to entertain yourself with your phone.

Distracted by your phone you weren’t aware of your surroundings. Suddenly you hear Rin yelling out towards you, “Y/N, look out!” By the time you looked up from your phone you were met with a ball that was flying at top speed straight to your face, then all the scenery around you faded to black.

Time passes as you slowly open your eyes, adjusting them to the sudden bright lights. You looked up and saw that Rin was staring down at you. You were perplexed as to what was going on and where you were. “Is this heaven?” You questioned as you reached a hand out to touch Rin’s face. “Am I seeing an angel?” He holds your hand that rested on his cheek. “I am so sorry, I hit the ball a bit hard and it rebounded and flew towards your direction.”

“I literally can’t even feel my face omg wait-“ You started singing The Weeknd’s song, “🎶I can’t feel my face when I’m with you, but I love it🎶” Rin looked at you bewildered, wondering if you had lost it from how hard he hit you. “You almost died and you’re making jokes?” “Well I gotta cope with the pain somehow.” Rin didn’t question you furthermore as he felt guilty that he was the one responsible for the pain inflicted upon you and he just let you rest your head on his lap.

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Hi! May i request headcannons about Kazuha with a quiet but clingy s/o? Like theyre usually in the background being a wallflower but when kazuha steps in the room s/o just clings to him, ofcourse reader gives him space and stuff but they will attach themselves to him whenever given the go ahead <3 Take your time!! Your health and life comes first before these reqs!

Clingy Reader headcanons

Kazuha doesn't have a problem with his S/O being clingy at all. He finds it cute.

He expects that the moment he sees them, they will be right by his side.

Always holding your hand if you're not clinging to him one way or another. It has become a comfort for him as well.

He immediately shuts down anyone who tries to comment about you being clingy.

He tries to help bring you out of your shell and be less of a wallflower, but he never forces you into something you don't want to do.

When the two of you are alone, it's cuddle central. He's always holding you, whispering sweet I love yous.

Sometimes he will pull you into his lap if you are in a relaxed environment with his arms around you to keep you close.

He sometimes teases you about how much you want his affection, but it's all in good fun.

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