CW: Cupping Their Face With Your Hands PT.1 + Their Reaction. Fluff, GN!Reader, Established Relationships,

Gorou NSFW Alphabet

Character(s): Gorou

Genre/warnings: MINORS DNI, NSFW Alphabet, mentions of sexual scenarios/kinks.

Description/prompt: NSFW Alphabet

A/N: Wow it's been a while since I've posted. I also haven't proof read this at all either ahaha.

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

I feel that Gorou is a very attentive person when it comes to your needs after sexual activities. He will move to get up almost as soon as the two of you are finished, grabbing a towel, water, or anything else you need while you recover.

B = Body part (their favorite body part of their partner’s):

Gorou loves your hips. Teal blue eyes always manage to drift over the expanse of your bare hips whenever the two of you are getting heated. His hands are almost always gripping at the soft skin as he fucks into you, tugging you impossibly closer to his body.

C = Cum (anything to do with cum):

If it's one thing that Gorou loves the most, it's the way you beg for his cum, for him to fill you up with his children. He likes being able to fill you up until his cum drips from around his cock that he has yet to pull out of you.

E = Experience (how experienced are they?):

Due to Gorou's constant duties as General of the Resistance, he hasn't had the time to indulge in his sexual desires. That is until you came along. The fox-hybrid might not be as experienced as other people, but he is quite a quick learner. Gorou always manages to pick up on how to make your legs quiver and those desperate moans to louder.

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying):

As everyone would expect, Gorou's favorite position has to be doggy style. Having you on all fours or your ass up into the air while he pounds into you is enough to have him nearly filling you up on the spot. Being able to grip onto your hips as he fucks himself into you at an eager pace, loving the way your silky walls grip onto his cock.

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

Breeding kink: By far Gorou's biggest kink. he loves being able to fill you up past the brim, loving the way it spills out of you when he pulls back. First time this happens, a soft smile curved the corners of his lips up. "Oh look y/n, you're spilling it all out! It seems we might have to go a few more rounds to ensure that you are stuffed full of my pups, yeah?"

Heavy marking: The possessive side of Gorou loves to see you wearing nothing but his marks. He longs to see the soft skin of your neck and upper torso adorned with bruises and bites left behind by him as a symbol of his love.

Petplay: He likes for you to treat him like the 'dog' he is sometimes, commanding him to rut against your leg if he is that desperate to get himself off, while you are working on more important matters. Being collared while he does so and having your fingers slip under the thick leather to pull him closer will have him cumming embarrassingly fast.

L = Location (favorite places to have sex):

Anywhere in your shared home. Gorou isn't the type of person to take you where others may be able to walk past and see how pretty you look stretched out beneath him. However, if he enters his 'heat cycle' while the two of you are on a journey together, he might just take you wherever he can.

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

Gorou's turn-ons might vary if he is dominant or submissive in the moment.

If Gorou is playing a more submissive role, praises/compliments that involve pet names are the easiest things to get him going. Hearing little whispers of "Good boy" or "You look so pretty for me." is enough to have him whining as you begin to touch him.

If the fox-hybrid is playing a more dominant role, he loves attacking your neck in feverish kisses and bites until he can hear your soft pleas for more, for him to hurry up with his teasing.

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

Gorou loves giving oral to you. Now, he might not be the most experienced person the first time he goes down on you. However, he memorizes the spots he flicks his tongue over that have you crying out or thrusting toward him to get more of that lovely sensation. His sole purpose is to bring you as much pleasure as possible so be prepared for all the 'experimenting' he does when you have sex the first couple of times. (This is mainly because he wants to be an expert when it comes to your pleasure.)

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

Gorou's pace often varies depending on how desperate he is to feel your silky walls clenched around him and driving him towards an intense orgasm. If you have been edging the poor fox for hours, when he is allowed to fuck you he will make sure to ram in hard enough for you to see stars. If it is a second round with him, Gorou takes his time, cherishing your body and the sounds he can draw out of your quivering frame.

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

Since Gorou is a General for the Resistance he usually doesn't have much time to indulge himself in long sessions with you as much as he would like. This means whenever he gets the chance, don't be surprised if you end up on your shared bed with Gorou between your legs.

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

If he can find the time, Gorou prefers to go at least two rounds with you, one that he can take at a fast pace while the other he can take his time on to enjoy your body. That aside if you're wanting to go a few more rounds, all you have to do is ask nicely and he might satisfy your needs.

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

When Gorou decides to be dominant during sex, it isn't often that he teases you. Not only does he not have the heart, but hearing your begs for 'more' is too thrilling in his opinion. Pushing you to have several orgasms on his tongue alone will always be his main goal.

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

When Gorou is topping you, the only sounds you'll likely get out of him are a few grunts, praises, or low growls if you try to escape his torment on your pretty hole.

However, when the fox-hybrid is the bottom, he is reduced to a crying, begging mess unless he is feeling like a brat or just wants you to fuck him harder.

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

Gorou, depending on the role he has played during your intense lovemaking, will fall asleep not too long after the two of you are done. However, if he was the one to top you, he will grab you anything you need as well as clean you up before he passes out himself.

CW: Drabble about telling Xiao you love him the first time, sweet words being shared, calling Xiao 'darling', red-faced Xiao, gentle kisses being shared, gentle physical touch.

Imagine telling Xiao how much you love him for the first time. The both of you are sitting on the balcony of Wangshu Inn, the stars twinkling overhead and the moon bathing the land in a soft glow. It was the perfect atmosphere to tell your beloved Xiao just how incredibly hard you had fallen for him.

Even though it was dark, you found yourself completely hypnotized by the golden orbs staring into your own. Xiao's pale skin practically shone in the glow of the moon bathing his body, he was a work of art and you couldn't help the way your heart skipped beats as you told him about your day. Nights like this have become regular between the two of you; Xiao taking the time to listen about your day and the tasks you completed. Seeing the way a soft smile forms on his face has your heart stopping in your chest completely, the words dying in your throat, and eyes widening slightly at the sight. It was times like this you couldn't help but swoon over the vigilant yaksha you were so deeply in love with.

Puzzled by the abrupt ending of your story Xiao's brows furrowed, concern washing over his face. "Y/N?" his voice is smooth like honey, his pale hand coming to cup your cheek delicately. "Is everything alright?"

The words have long left your brain, eyes gazing up into those golden ones and throat dry as you fumbled with what to say. Finally, after what feels like decades, you managed to get out what you had been dreaming about all this time.

"I love you, Xiao."

A long silence stretches between the two of you as time goes on, and it is almost like neither of you are sure how to react. It is almost as if the information is being processed by the adepti. His lips part to speak just as his face flushes a crimson that travels to the tips of his ears. Oh, what a lovely sight indeed. Before Xiao can utter a single word, he is leaning forward and locking your lips together in a sweet kiss. The kiss is overwhelmingly sweet as Xiao's hand comes to rest on the small of your back, tugging you impossibly closer to his soft lips.

"Darlin-"

"I love you too, y/n." Xiao's voice comes out so quiet it is just barely above a whisper, but they hold so much meaning you can feel your heart stopping all over again. You are so ground-breakingly in love with his man.

CW: Thirst about somnophilia with Kazuha + how he reacts, NSFW, MDNI, mentions of gentle caressing, sub!Kazuha, dom!reader, the word cock is used(can be imagined as a strap too), gn!reader, marking/biting, sleepy kazuha, fucking from behind. NOT PROOFREAD

Sleepy Kazuha who has no idea the reasons the dreams feel so real is because you can't keep your hands off of him while he sleeps. It's hard to resist the pretty whines that fall from his lips as your hands trail over his inner thighs and brush over his cock while he sleeps. He is arching into almost every delicate brush of your hands, almost desperate to feel more of your treatment.

Imagine a sleepy Kazuha who goes to bed with his blonde hair falling around him gracefully, the only clothing clinging to his body is his red kimono that is always halfway untied and hanging open to expose his milky skin. He enjoys the warmth of you pressed against his back while he sleeps, but the proximity often leads to him having a wet dream about you. The dreams are always so nice when you're included, hot lips planting feverish kisses over his collarbones and tongue swiping over his nipples as you fuck into him.

Sleepy Kazuha who finally wakes up as you are fingering him open, his ruby eyes peeking open and a desperate whine on his tongue. His hands are gripping the bedsheets in front of his body to keep himself grounded, ass pushing out to hopefully get more of your fingers inside of him. Due to the haze of sleep still clouding his mind, Kazuha is babbling almost mindlessly, head tipped back against your shoulder while you rub the pads of your fingers over his prostate relentlessly. God he already wants to cum so badly for you.

Sleepy Kazuha whose velvety walls grip your cock like a vice when you slide to the hilt in one smooth stroke. His eyes all but rolling back at the feeling of your girth stretching him out so nicely and making him feel so wonderfully full. His tongue is lolling out of his mouth, head tipped back while he moans uncontrollably because the head of your cock is hitting his prostate with every thrust.

The samurai is practically in tears as you bite the juncture where his neck and shoulder meet, sucking harsh marks into the skin there to remind him who he belongs to. He doesn't last long with how your cock abuses his prostate, voice pitching up a few octaves as he wails out that is he cumming for you. Then, he is spurting over the sheets in front of him, hands clawing at them due to just how intense his orgasm is. Once you're finished, Kazuha allows you to wipe him down as newfound tiredness sets in, ruby eyes drifting shut as he falls asleep once more cradled in your arms with a soft. "i love you."

Kazuha NSFW Alphabet

𝙿𝚊𝚒𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜: Kazuha

𝚆𝚊𝚛𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜: NSFW (Content will go in detail about sexual activities which may be triggering to some readers.)

𝚃𝚢𝚙𝚎: NSFW Alphabet

𝙳𝚎𝚜𝚌𝚛𝚒𝚙𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗/𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚖𝚙𝚝: Pretty self explanatory, I am not going to be doing ALL the letters because there are other characters I want to get to!

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

⭒ Kazuha is definitely the type of person to take after care quite seriously. 

⭒After sex, he is very attentive when it comes to your needs. He will automatically wipe you down with a warm washcloth to clean your body of any mess the two of you caused. He always goes off afterwards to grab a drink for the both of you as well.

⭒ Once the two of you are settled among the sheets, he immediately cuddles into you, petting your hair until you drift off to sleep.

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

⭒ Kazuha is usually all about how good your legs look. He often finds himself running his hand along the smooth skin there, fingers idly mapping over every inch of the skin there.

⭒ He often finds himself staring at them subconsciously, amazed by their beauty as well as the little ripple of muscle he can see when you tense them up.

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

⭒ Kazuha is quite the fan of filling his partner up with cum. It’s almost one of his favorite things to do, he likes seeing your eyes widen and the little gasp that escapes upon feeling the warmth he pools inside you.

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

⭒ Kazuha hasn’t been with a lot of partners, but he definitely knows what he is doing when it comes to pleasuring a partners.

𝙵 = 𝙵𝚊𝚟𝚘𝚛𝚒𝚝𝚎 𝚙𝚘𝚜𝚒𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗 (𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚐𝚘𝚎𝚜 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚜𝚊𝚢𝚒𝚗𝚐):

⭒ Kazuha’s favorite position is missionary, this way he can look down at you while he fucks into you.

⭒ He likes seeing the way your back arches when he hits that sweet spot inside of you, and the way your legs wrap around his waist to pull him impossibly closer.

⭒ He often buries his face in your neck when his orgasm nears, hands fisting in the sheets above your head feeling your legs tighten around his waist.

𝙶 = 𝙶𝚘𝚘𝚏𝚢 (𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚜𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚘𝚞𝚜 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚖𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝? 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚑𝚞𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚜? 𝚎𝚝𝚌.):

⭒ While Kazuha has a tendency to crack a fond smile, or ask you how good you are feeling, he finds sex as a rather serious/scared time in which isn’t really appropriate to crack jokes.

𝙷 = 𝙷𝚊𝚒𝚛 (𝚑𝚘𝚠 𝚠𝚎𝚕𝚕 𝚐𝚛𝚘𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚍 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢? 𝚍𝚘𝚎𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚊𝚛𝚙𝚎𝚝 𝚖𝚊𝚝𝚌𝚑 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚍𝚛𝚊𝚙𝚎𝚜? 𝚎𝚝𝚌.):

⭒ Kazuha hardly finds the time out on the water with Beidou and her fleet to shave. However, if he is at home with his beloved, he likes being clean and tidy which means he is often cleanly shaven.

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

⭒ Kazuha is quite the fan of setting a romantic atmosphere to make you feel special. This means playing music for you, having candles lit up, and even scattering flower petals over the bed or floor.

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

⭒ Kazuha very much enjoys body worship, however, he doesn’t really mind getting the same treatment in return since he adores your pleasure.

⭒ Surprisingly, Kazuha likes to be treated a bit roughly when it comes to his partner taking on that more dominant role every now and then. He trusts you with his entire being not to seriously injure him, but being manhandled, or guided is something he enjoys.

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

⭒ Kazuha isn’t the most adventurous when it comes to finding places he could possibly have his way with you. He prefers to stick to the secrecy of the bedroom where he knows there are no wandering eyes or ears able to peek in on their fun.

⭒ If things become particularly heated while out doing commissions of enjoying a walk with his partner, and if the wind informs him no one is around, Kazuha won’t hesitate to get you off a few times to satisfy your needs.

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

⭒ Kazuha is a sucker for praises and gentle dirty talk. He likes being able to tell you how good you look for him, and how much he wants to fuck you until you’re crying from pleasure.

⭒ He likes his neck to be attacked in kisses, the feeling of your tongue or teeth dragging over his skin is enough to drive him insane. 

⭒ On top of praising, Kazhua loves hearing you beg for him, your whimpers and begs as he glides his fingers over your sensitive spots relentlessly.

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

⭒ Kazuha has a hard limit when it comes down to hurting a partner, he never wants to purposefully cause you or anyone else that is friendly harm.

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

⭒ Kazuha loves going down on his partner, he loves being able to pleasure them and drive them crazy.

⭒Due to his lack of experience, Kazuha isn’t the greatest at giving oral at first, however, he is always taking his time to learn just how you like to be pleasured. 

⭒ When he gets the hang of giving oral, he prefers to bring you at least one orgasm before he actually fucks you.

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

⭒ Typically, Kazuha prefers to take his time with you, worshiping your body and making you feel as good as possible, before allowing himself to indulge his own pleasure.

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

⭒ Kazuha certainly doesn’t mind a quickie every now and again. However, He very much prefers being able to just take his time in your shared bedroom without having to worry about getting somewhere in time.

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

⭒To put it simply, Kazuha can last however long you do, with his built stamina from staying agile, he is able to hold off at least until you reach your orgasm first.

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

⭒ Kazuha usually isn’t super loud in bed, it isn’t uncommon for him to bury his face in your next to muffle his moans and pants as he fucks into you with fluid, accurate strokes to your core.

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

⭒ Kazuha’s sex drive isn’t as high as some people might expect, he often only really gets ‘needy’ a few times a week. Spending time with you is enough to satisfy his needs.

⭒ He usually goes away for lengthy periods of time, so when he returns from these trips you can expect to have quite a restless night.

⭒ Kazuha will hardly ever decline you when you are feeling needy, no matter if he is tired or not feeling his best. He often puts his own well being below your need to feel special or simply wanting to be touched. 

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

⭒ Kazuha spends the time after sex making sure that you not only feel safe, but loved as well. So he will pet your hair, and whisper sweet words until you drift off, then and only then does he drift off as well.

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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.

CW: Coming home to him after a long trip - Tighnari version, fluff, blood/injury mention, semi-graphic depictions of violence, hurt to comfort, Tighnari goes a little feral and I’m proud, reader has an electro vision, gn!reader, reader is a sword user, reader gets injured. NOT PROOFREAD

You're finally home.

Vibrant eyes settle on the land of green before you, fondness lingers in their depths as you cast a glance in the direction of Gandharva Ville in hopes of catching sight of a familiar Forest Watcher. There is a delicate breeze in the air that sends thin wisps of your hair grazing over the smooth skin of your cheeks, giving you a gentle reminder of how Tighnari's kisses used to feel before you left home. It had been a few weeks since your departure away from Sumeru, too many days and nights had passed since those beautiful brown-green eyes had bored into yours. It had been too many days and nights without the Forest Watcher's lingering touch and the feeling of his breath whispering over your skin so deliciously.

Drawing a deep breath in, you take that first step into the land of your birth, dropping down from the ledge you stood on into the sea of green eager to welcome you back where you belong. Landing in a patch of Padisarahs, the strong earthy scent of home comes rushing into your senses without warning, causing the breath to leave your lungs for a moment. You were finally home. Casting a final glance towards the Chasm, you can't help the happiness beginning to bubble in your chest, the promise of unshed tears burning behind your eyes forcing your feet to move in the direction you want to be heading, Gandharva Ville. You had been away for long enough, it was time to find your beloved partner and give him the attention he deserved after the extended period you spent apart.

After the expedition you took in Liyue to better research their flora and fauna, not even being surrounded by the calming presence of nature could fill the hole leaving Tighnari behind opened. While your journey had proved to be fruitful, you had longed for home the moment your feet left Sumeru and your darling Forest Watcher. As you follow the welcoming path leading to Gandharva Ville, the snap of twigs in the brush nearby grabbed your attention, hand waving as your sword materializes in your hand. The electro vision hanging from your hip begins to glow at the sight of Eremite Mercenaries pushing their way through the dense thicket, swords at the ready as if they had been waiting for you. Now, this was less than ideal with your growing need to find Tighnari as soon as possible, however, whenever the opportunity to rid Sumeru of these dregs came up you certainly wouldn't refuse the offer.

Tension so thick you could cut it with a blade filled the air, and it was almost as if the birds had quieted down to witness the battle about to take place before them. A hushed whisper of a breeze ran its icy fingertips up your arm, but not even that could draw your attention away from the group of Eremites standing in front of you, both parties waiting to see who will make the first move. With the soft click of your tongue in annoyance, you pull a Vijnana-Phala mine from the side pocket of your bag and toss it at the feet of your aggressors. Before they have a chance to blink, it explodes and a thick green layer of smoke blinds them causing uproar from the group now afflicted with dendro. Slamming your foot into the earth below you, the vision on your hip all but sparks as purple cherry blossoms explode in the middle of the dendro field created by the mine.

The reaction between the two elements is quick and violent, sparks flying as it sends the Eremites flying backward in different directions until they are all motionless on the ground. Pity they didn't put up much of a fight after all, huh?

"Y/N?"

A soft, almost tentative voice cuts through the air from the tree above you and the sound alone is enough to have your heart fluttering in your chest. Whipping around the 'thump' of feet hitting the ground, you're not too surprised as a certain fox is rushing into your arms, his tail idly swishing behind him to convey his excitement upon your sudden arrival.

"You weren't supposed to be back for another week." Tighnari's voice is muffled from where he has buried himself into your neck, hot breath fanning over the sensitive skin as he speaks.

Reaching up, you run your hands over the Forest Watcher's back, a soft chuckle escaping as his tail only increases in speed to show his approval of the gentle touches. It had been too many nights without you by his side, and just when he thought he couldn't take it anymore, you appeared like a light ready to guide the fog away. You were safe and had returned home to him.

"Tsk, what a lovely reunion between lovers, hm?" A mocking voice cuts through the air, succeeding in both ruining the mood and making the hairs stand up on the back of your neck.

Tighnari had reluctantly pulled himself from your chest the moment the voice rang out, placing himself between you and the group of Eremites that had silently come up the path during your brief interaction with your lover. His bow had already materialized in his hand, drawing it back just as the head of the arrow began glowing green, a soft blossom over the tip signaling he was ready to fire. There were four of them, three men and one woman with sharp blades drawn, ready to strike down their newfound targets if they dared to make any sudden moves.

"Now now, why the hostility? Tighnari, surely you realize you're outnumbered here? Even with your little partner, you couldn't possibly take all of us on. They don't seem like...the strong type, if you know what I mean. Reactions are easy to trigger, why don't we see i-"

Before the poor girl can finish her sentence, Tighnari releases his arrow without a second thought, especially as your name was brought into this. A soft whistle can be heard as the arrow flies through the air towards her head a sharp thoomp erupts from the area of impact, and as it sinks home, four dendro arrows break off of it, seeking out other soft spots of her body and slicing into her flesh with ease. No sound escapes from her, not a scream or gasp, only a soft thump as her body hits the lush grass below her comrades, her crimson blood staining the earth.

A whistle sounds just behind you and Tighnari, neither of you having time to react as pain ricochets up your arm, the sharp head of an arrow easily piercing into the flesh of your bicep, going clean through the tissue before landing in the grass a few feet away. It wasn't often you got injured while roaming Sumeru so you had never had the chance to increase your pain tolerance much. What a curse that turned out to be, huh? Dropping your sword, your hand flies to the wound steadily trickling blood with a shrill cry, the pain nearly enough to make your legs buckle underneath you. Tears cloud your eyes in an instant as Tighnari whips around, brown-green eyes wide as the metallic scent of your blood fills his senses

Whoever shot you either wasn't the greatest of shots, or their goal was simply to disarm you so Tighnari would have to fight alone. There is another soft whistle behind you as another allow comes flying from the brush, the sharp head sinking into the back of your right thigh with ease. Pain travels up your leg as your muscles tense up once more at the sudden injury to the meat of your thigh, and the only thing that keeps you from collapsing on the forest floor are the strong arms that wind around you.

"Y/N?...Y/N you need to focus on me." Tighnari's words are quick, but calm as a free hand cups your face, fingers tilting your chin up so your eyes can meet. The brown-green depths are full of concern as they lock with yours, flicking to do a full assessment of your wounds before he lets out a shaky breath. "Don't touch the arrow, okay? Put pressure on your arm, I'll finish this quickly, and then we can get you patched up."

The Forest Watcher is quick to set you on the ground, making sure your wounds aren't being strained before he is stood upright, bow materializing in his hand once more as he casts a glance towards your aggressors. One large, black ear twitches before he is drawing his bow back and releases, striking one of the greasy-haired Emerites in the chest without warning. Like his previous arrow, four dendro arrows break off and sink themselves into their target's weak spots causing the man to crumple with a gargled cry. You feel as if you're going to pass out with the pain clouding your mind, threatening to darken your vision as you struggle not to give in and pass out. Pressing your hand to the wound on your arm with as much force as you can muster, you focus on trying to stabilize your breathing, panicking won't make Tighnari feel any better, you need to be strong for him.

Taking a few steps back, Tighnari pulls a Vijnana-Phala Mine from the satchel on his hip before tossing it in the direction of the two mercenaries still standing. As it hits the ground, it explodes and a thick layer of green smoke encircles the remaining men, causing them to react violently, shouting and waving their weapons in an attempt to strike the Forest Watcher.

"What's wrong? Can't see?" His voice is laced with so much anger that if the laws of nature would allow, he would be breathing fire with each spoken word.

Drawing back his bow once more Tighnari fires two arrows, one at each enemy that end up breaking into several smaller dendro arrows that strike their targets viciously, sinking between the gaps of their armor into the soft flesh underneath. His once friendly, open behavior has shifted into something darker and much more aggressive, since you have been brought into this ridiculous disagreement that should've ended days ago. You are his partner and he was supposed to protect you, he had failed at the one job he was supposed to maintain, and boy were these men regretting it now. Heavy footfalls can be heard from the brush behind you as Tighnari deals with the last of the Eremites forcing your brain to try and focus on the sound despite the pain.

Shit.

There is a tense moment of silence in your head as a hooded mercenary comes running from the brush behind you, his dagger is drawn and it feels as if time has come to a slow crawl. You know this man's intentions the moment that your eyes catch the way his blade glints in the sunlight and your heart drops to your stomach.

He was going after Tighnari.

You're on your feet in an instant, the pain of your wounds long forgotten the moment you discover that your partner is now in danger, he is too busy finishing off the others to realize what is going on. You knew that you couldn't get to him in time to block the blow of the dagger, yet, as the weapon raises to deal a potentially fatal blow, an intense wave of determination washes over you. You can feel the buzz of energy on your hip as your vision activates, electro shooting you forward in a flash of purple light until your back connects with Tighnari's, forcing the Forest Watcher to keep himself from tumbling forward.

"Y/N!?"

You don't have the words to warn him of your intention to block the blow, the adrenaline pumping in your veins feeling as if it's squeezing your vocal cords shut. You manage to raise your hand just as the mercenary's dagger is thrust downward with enough force to cause a fatal wound, eyes squeezing shut as you brace for impact. The pain slicing through you hand forces a cry from your lips, your eyes snapping open to try and grasp what exactly had happened. Fuck it hurts. Unsurprisingly, the blade had gone clean through your palm and the pain nearly makes you rip your hand away if it isn't for your attacker applying more pressure. His goal was to kill one of you, to avenge his comrades and these injuries now made you an easier target.

Before you have time to process the danger you're in, the Emerite begins to apply force to the dagger forcing it towards your chest. The vision on your hip lights up once more as you push upward on the blade in return, your scream escapes through clenched teeth as you struggle to turn the tide of the fight. A purple aura radiates around your body, as your vision assists with giving you the strength needed to throw your head forward, connecting with the bridge of the mercenary's nose and forcing him to take a few steps back. The dagger is ripped from your palm in the process, now that the blade as been removed there is nothing stopping the blood from oozing from the wound.

You're hardly given a moment to breathe as the mercenary recovers from the blow you've dealt him, his blade stained crimson as he gets ready to charge once more. Just as he takes one step, six dendro arrows fly past your head and a fierce growl sounds in your ear as Tighnari presses against your back, his face centimeters away from your own. His eyes are all but blazing as he settles his gaze on you, not casting a second glance toward any of the fallen enemies as he goes to check your wounds.

"You idiot." Tighnari huffs at you, brown-green eyes settling on the wound through your hand before he is tugging bandages from his satchel, wrapping it the best he can so you don't lose anymore blood on your travel to Gandharva Ville. "If you ever do so-"

Reaching up your uninjured hand, you cup Tighnari's cheek warmly, thumb smoothing over the pale skin before your forefinger and thumb grip his chin, forcing your eyes to meet once more. You search his gaze for any sign of anger or resentment toward you, but after finding that there is none, you can't help the laugh escaping your throat. "Nari, I just need you to kiss me already."

The Forest Watcher's eyes widen slightly for a moment, almost as if processing your words, but you can't bear the wait anymore. After your long stay in Liyue, as well as the shitshow you came back to, you're not letting this moment slip away from you. Carefully tugging Tighnari's face to your own, you waste no time in slotting your lips together in a much-needed kiss, hand shifting to grace over his ears after just a moment of being connected. The action forces an involuntary whine from the man's throat and he is quick to pull away with a mock scowl, but it vanishes nearly as quickly as it had formed.

"Come on, let's go get you patched up. I'm sure Collei will be pleased to see you've arrived home safely."

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.

The Meaning of Tears

Pairing: Scaramouche X reader

Warnings: Comfort, reader struggles with anxiety

This is my first attempt at writing Scaramouche. I apologize if I fail to do this man justice.

Some days you would wake up feeling fine. Then others, like today, you’d wake up with a buzzing in your chest. You knew the bedroom like the back of your hand and yet, your eyes searched every nook and cranny, looking for something that shouldn’t be there. Nothing was found, yet the buzzing stayed.

The feeling followed you from the bed to the bathroom, lingering as you got ready for the day. It hung over your head like a cloud, filling the room with non-existent smoke. As you brushed through your hair, you had to crack the door open to avoid suffocating.

It followed you from home to work, and from work to home. With each hour it grew worse, and by the time the front door shut behind you, you felt as if you were going crazy. Taking in a deep, shaky breath, you uncurled your fingers from the doorknob and tried to focus on walking forward, placing one foot in front of the other. Right, then left. Right. Left.

It took a second to realize you were in the kitchen. Why the kitchen? Oh, right. It was time to start on dinner. What were you going to make again? Ah, yes, mixed yakisoba. Shaking your head in attempt to clear it, you opened the cookbook to the proper recipe and started gathering the ingredients and necessary tools. Just as you reached for the pan, a voice spoke inside your head.

‘Be careful you don’t mess it up.’

Your hand stopped inches from the pan’s handle, entire body freezing as the taunt soaked into your skin.

‘You’ve never cooked this before. What if Scara had a rough day? Do you really want to serve him something awful?’

You swallowed thickly, choosing to grab the pot instead. Miso soup sounded like a better idea.

Placing the pot on the stove, you filled it with vegetable broth and set the heat to the right temperature, moving on to the next step.

‘That’s too high!’

You blinked, glancing at the thermometer. It read low, the exact setting the stove should be on. You had this recipe memorized, but still, your gut was telling you that something was wrong. Any and all trust in yourself was gone as you frantically flipped through the cookbook, searching for the recipe. Just as you thought, it said low heat.

The inner voice continued to torment you, making you second guess every move you made. Too much of this, too little of that, by the time the soup had finished cooking you were too terrified to taste it.

‘It’s bad, it’s bad, it’s bad!’

A strangled sob forced its way out of your mouth, back hunching forward as you gripped the edge of the counter to stay upright. An invisible force was crushing your chest, making it difficult for your lungs to keep air inside. With each gasp for oxygen, your head grew fuzzier and fuzzier.

Suddenly, a hand gripped your arm. Before you could blink you were being turned around, a hand covering your mouth, fingers pinching your nose. In a panic you threw a fist, but the man caught it before the lunch could connect.

“Hold your breath.” Scaramouche said. “One. Two. Three.”

He released your nose, giving you the chance to take in a fresh breath before pinching it again. He repeated his process until your breathing evened out, and after the fifth cycle, when you were no longer hyperventilating, he backed away.

“Well?” Scara asked, arms crossing over his chest. “What happened?”

Despite his question, he didn’t sound interested in the slightest.

Too embarrassed to look at him, you turned your head to the side and wiped your soaked cheeks with the sleeve of your shirt. “It’s nothing.”

He scoffed. “So, you cry like that over nothing? How stupid do you think I am? Out with it.”

You bit down on the inside of your cheek so hard you nearly broke the skin. “I-I’m just… anxious.”

“Over what?”

Your shoulders lifted into a shrug. “I… don’t know.”

Scara sighed deeply, the sound of it made you think he was looking down on you. “Sit down before you pass out.”

Swallowing the lump in your throat, you did as told and took a seat. Scara moved to the stove, grabbing a ladle to fill one of the bowls you set aside earlier. Once it was full, he placed a spoon inside and set it in front of you.

“Eat.” He commanded. His eyes narrowed when you hesitated. “What?”

Your hands started shaking in your lap. “It’s… it’s bad.”

Silently, Scara grabbed another spoon and dipped it into the pot. You froze as he stuck the spoon into his mouth, waiting with baited breath until he finished tasting. “It’s fine. Now, eat.”

‘It’s… fine? I didn’t mess up?’

Letting out a sigh of relief, you started eating. As he said, it tasted the way it normally did. Exactly the way it should have tasted. The more you ate the more relaxed your body became, and each time the bowl got low, Scara was stealing it away for a refill. Eventually, you had to stop him, otherwise your stomach would have exploded.

“Better?” He asked, arms crossed as he looked at you.

You nodded. “Better. Thank you.”

Scara’s purple eyes narrowed, like he didn’t believe you. With a huff, he got off the counter he was leaning against and grabbed your wrist, but wasn’t using any pressure. He didn’t say anything but you stood up anyway, allowing him to lead you over to the living room where a stack of documents sat on the tea table.

Scara settled onto one of the floor pillows and pulled you into his lap, adjusting your posture until you were sitting sideways, ear pressed against his chest. The veil of his hat acted as a barrier between you and the outside world.

“Don’t move too much or you’ll distract me.” He said, picking up the top document. “Am I clear?”

You nodded and let your weight completely fall against him. He didn’t seem to mind, and if he did, he didn’t say anything about it. You found his heartbeat rather quickly, the steady thump thump of the organ relaxing you further.

“Hey.” Scara’s voice was so quiet you almost didn’t hear him. “Next time you feel this way. Send someone to find me.”

He didn’t say more, and you didn’t push for more. Scaramouche may not have comforted you the way someone more familiar with emotions would have, but he had his own way of setting you on track.

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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CW: Your favorite places to kiss them pt.1 + their reactions to the kisses, fluff, slight NSFW(things get a bit heated), suggestive content, MDNI (Just in case), GN! reader, reader being called pet names(EX: My dove, my love, baby, etc.). NOT PROOF READ.

Featuring: Gorou, Itto, Kazuha

Gorou - His ears + his face

Now, Gorou doesn’t like it when people even think about running their fingers over his ears, often declining the hopeful questions with “It is not okay to pet your General!”

Since the two of you have started dating, however, when you’re around he always makes a point to flick his ears around or complain that they are sore so you’ll massage them.  After the first few initial touches, it has become a routine to touch his ears when you are alone with the general.  

A faint sigh escapes Gorou as your lips press against the tip of his ear, the feather-like touch making his face heat up significantly, pale face turning scarlet as more kisses are pressed there. It soon becomes too much due to how sensitive they are and the general finds himself running out of air as he forgets to breathe. Who can blame him? You try having sensitive ears that your partner loves kissing and caressing!

Once you’ve decided that his ears have gotten enough attention, you move down to ghost your lips over Gorou’s, hot breath fanning over the skin there and knocking the air from his lungs in an instant. You look so pretty like this, staring at him as if he is the most important thing in your world, he truly adores this very look. Before the general can open his mouth to ask for a kiss, you’re already ghosting your lips over his face, peppering a fleet of kisses wherever your lips can reach.

The sound that comes from the general is almost squeal-like and his tail begins thumping on the bed behind him to prove the sheer joy you bring him at that moment. His face is scarlet by the time you are finished, Gorou panting slightly from the fit of giggles and noises he had reduced to while basking in your affection. 

“Come on, my kitten. It’s your turn now~”

Arataki Itto - His chest + collarbones

There is no doubt in your mind that Arataki Itto has the most built body in all of Inazuma, and you make sure to compliment his muscles often to help boost his confidence. (not that the dumb Oni needs that anyways) You love straddling his thighs despite being much smaller in comparison to him, eyes full of so much love that it even has the mighty Oni faltering just a moment, breath catching in his throat as he gazes back at you with those perfect ruby orbs.

"Y-Y/N?" Itto clears his throat after hearing how weak his voice sounds, knowing well that you'll make fun of him for it later. "Hey, what's that look for?"

Before you decide to give the Oni a proper answer, you duck your head, hands coming to hold your larger partner still by his shoulders as you press small kisses to his collarbones. The kisses are gentle, more like soft pecks than anything, just wanting Itto to feel as loved and appreciated as he makes you feel on a daily basis. Besides, a chance to lavish those muscles in attention? Who could even say no to that?

Slowly, you trail the kisses down just slightly to Itto's chest, lips trailing over the crimson marks on his chest before you bite gently into the flesh there. The feeling of both your hot mouth and blunt teeth coming into contact with the Oni's body has him gasping out softly, breath barely above a whisper as his muscles jump at your actions. Looking up at him through your lashes, you don't fail to catch the way his eyes have darkened with a lustful gleam and his breathing has gotten a tad heavier. Oh, you're in for it now. Who knew such a small touch could have Itto so worked up?

Kazuha - His stomach

If there is one thing that drives you insane, it is the distance that almost always sits between you and Kazuha, not that you can blame him. The blonde is considered to be a 'wandering Samurai', so you always make sure to wish him well on his travels when he prepares to go on another journey with the Crux Fleet and the crew. How could you dare hold him back from traveling like he wants? Having so much distance between the two of you so often makes keeping a relationship hard, never knowing when the samurai will return home to your arms safely. Despite how hard it is when Kazuha is away, you do your best to cherish him arrives back in Liyue to spent time with you.

Of course, most of this time is spent in your shared home so you can lavish the blonde in endless kisses and smother him with as much affection possible. These kisses start out innocent enough, his lips slightly bruised by the time you are finished, slick, and blissfully swollen. After you're sure his mouth has had enough attention to last a lifetime, you waste no time in untying the red kimono he wears to bed with you. Deft fingers push it from his shoulders, allowing the garment to bunch around the elbows as the Samarai is eased back onto the bed, body on full display for you. Oh, what a pretty sight this is indeed.

The once poetic, calm man before you is reduced to a slight mess, blonde hair falling over his shoulders and pale cheeks scarlet under your half-lidded gaze. Kazuha finds himself swallowing thickly at the familiar look in your eyes and the hunger that lay within the depths of your irises. Your lips trail from his chest to his stomach, mapping the muscles there with your lips only and drawing a shaky exhale from Kazuha's throat, his head tipping back slightly to enjoy the sensation. He shivers at hot kisses being placed over his stomach, your hands finding his thighs so you can caress them so delightfully. The feeling of blunt nails dragging over his inner thighs combined with the way your hot lips trace over his abs have the samurai shuddering, all too aware of how stuffy the room is getting right now.

"Alright, my dove, I think it's time you show me just how much your body longed for mine, yeah?"