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𝐓𝐎𝐎 𝐆𝐎𝐎𝐃 𝐓𝐎 𝐁𝐄 𝐓𝐑𝐔𝐄 kazuha x m!reader — 5.1k words, not proofread, minors do not interact

TO NOTE: strangers to lovers, mentions and use of alcohol (no drunk sex though), kazuha and reader are roommates, sort of college / modern au, morning sex / sleepy sex, praise, pet names (good boy [?], angel, uh i cant remember sorry), aftercare is not written but it is given, praise teehee, reader rides kazuha, kazuha jerks reader off, lmk if i missed any thanks :3

KAI SAYS: GUYS!!!!!!!!!!!!! birthday post im now 20 that sounds so old euugghh

Rent was hell.

Your minimum income, which was mostly spent on necessities and college fees, was barely able to pay last month. And now with inflation, you weren’t sure how you were going to make it through another year.

But, there was always hope. It was only the beginning of June after all.

Last week, your friend introduced you to a website to find roommates. Having a roommate would solve a few of my problems, you thought as you scrolled through the site on your computer. For one, the rent would be split between the two of you, which was much more manageable than right now. And, for two, you would get to actually talk to someone every day.

It would be a win-win situation if the two of you got along.

After a few days of thinking everything through, looking at different people’s profiles, because the site was a “Tinder for roommates,” as your friend had put it, you found a man that matched your preferences.

Kaedehara Kazuha.

From what you could tell by his profile, he looked like a sweet man. His profile picture was set to a white cat, and you can see his hand atop its head, gently petting against the cat’s ears. You hadn’t met him in person yet, but through text, you’d managed to get to know him a bit.

The two of you texted about your hobbies and Kauha told you about his life. He was getting a degree in poetry at a college near your house, which is why he selected the area. He told you earlier today about himself. He liked to eat fish and go drinking out. He liked staying with animals he liked warm weather and sunny days, and he liked to spend time with his loved ones and friends.

To be honest, he seemed a bit too good to be true.

But, you think, I suppose some people are just like that.

With a content sigh, you shut your computer. You’d texted Kazuha and the two of you had planned for him to move in today. It seemed a little quick to you, but Kazuha said he didn’t really have anything big to move over. According to him, he’d only be bringing one suitcase and backpack.

Yesterday, you cleaned out the guest room—well, know his room. It was tedious work, something you hoped you wouldn’t have to do again. Ever. But, you supposed it would be worth it in time.

So now here you were, sanding proudly with your hands on your hips smiling at your spotless house. Kazuha better like it here… You think. Your hand goes to run through your hair gently, combing it back. You’re about to flop down onto the couch and maybe take a nap—only for the familiar tune of the doorbell to ring through the house, echoing and bouncing off the walls.

Your head snaps backwards, a nervous smile making its way onto your lips.

You rush to the door, ignoring the slight shake in your step. Your heartbeat quickens and you don’t know why. Kazuha’s a nice man. You remind yourself, though you don’t think that’s why you're nervous.

Slowly, you unlock your door and turn the doorknob with your other hand. And there, standing to greet you is your new roommate. Kaedehara Kazuha.

You greet him with a polite smile, cracking open the door just enough to let him inside. The roll of his suitcase from the sidewalk outside up onto the flooring of your house sends a loud ‘Clunk! Clunk!’ sound and you wince a little.

You shut the door behind you, schooling your expression as you turn back to Kazuha. He trunks to you quickly and smiles gently. “Ah,” he says and his voice is so soft when he speaks, “I’m Kazuha, but I suppose you already know that.”

You introduce yourself, finishing off the same as him with a short, “but I suppose you already knew that too.”

He nods politely a small laugh flitting out of his lips. You lead him to his new bedroom, helping him carry his backpack as he lifts his suitcase, not wanting the wheels to dirty the floor. Kazuha takes a look around, his smile being ever present as you drop his backpack by the door.

“It’s nice here.” He comments, turning his gaze from you to his bedroom.

A bashful grin makes its way to your lips. “Thanks.” You murmur. “Cleaned just for you.”

With that, he’s looking back at you. “Just for me?” He responds, and there’s an edge of playfulness that lies beneath the overlaying gratefulness in his tone. “Thank you.”

You just nod, not fully trusting your voice.

After a moment, Kazuha sits down at the edge of his bed, tracing his hands over the expanse of the duvet. “We should go out sometime.” He says and you blink. You’re face feels warm and you hope Kazuha doesn’t see.

“Like…” Your voice trails off, leaving your sentence unfinished. Like a date? You wanted to say, but your lips don’t seem to work.

Kazuha seems to take note of this, chuckling softly. “Just to get to know each other better. Doesn’t have to be anything fancy.” He gives you a comforting smile and your nervousness seems to dissipate when you look at him.

“Ok.” You agree. “We can plan something for after you’ve gotten more… settled in.”

Kazuha’s smile widens and he gives you a nod. “Thanks.”

You take a deep breath, before speaking up again. “I’ll leave you to it then.” You turn on your heel before walking out of Kazuha’s new bedroom. You shut the door gently before speed-walking to your room and collapsing onto your bed.

Your breathing comes out in soft puffs as you bury your face into a pillow, curling yourself on your bed. What the fuck was that? You cry mentally. You grip onto the bedsheets tightly. Your heart is beating fast and you think it’d beat tight through your ribs if you don’t calm down soon. You bring your hands to your face, dragging them across your eyes. “I’m fucked.” You curse quietly. Kazuha’s so nice! You know you probably won’t even last a month without developing some sort of feelings for him and that scares you. 

You… don’t want to ruin what little the two of you had managed to build up in the past week. As little as it was, you like what you have with Kazuha. In the back of your mind, though, there’s the nagging feeling for more. You want to get closer to Kazuha, you want to spend time with him.

Maybe that date of his wouldn’t be too bad.

With a heavy sigh, you twist your body to lay like a starfish, sprawled across your bed. You turn your gaze to your window, squinting as the sunlight fans through the glass and into your eyes. If you just ignored any feelings that developed, they would just go away, right?

The first six days with Kazuha were… different from your usual routine, to put it simply.

On Monday (because everyone knows the week starts with Monday and not Sunday!) you awoke to the smell of food wafting through the house. You were instantly up and out of bed, barely managing to throw on a shirt—backwards—before you stumbled into the kitchen.

You were taken aback by the sight that greeted you.

Kazuha, in his pyjamas and an apron, was humming a soft tune as he cooked something on the stove. He turns once he notices you, standing in shock by the doorway. “Ah,” he said, “I see you’re finally awake.” He humed, using the spatula to plate a scrambled egg. He handed you the plate and Archons it smelled good. “I made breakfast. Used some of your food, if you don’t mind.”

You absentmindedly nodded, entranced by the way he moved around the kitchen, putting things in the dishwasher, plating his food, and turning off the stove. All of those were such ordinary things, but, for some reason, it just made you more drawn to him.

You brought your plate to the table, pulled out a chair and sat down, still watching Kazuha. “Thanks for breakfast.” You murmured after a few bites. “It’s really good.”

“Well, it’s only natural I repay you somehow.” Kazuha said before sitting down beside you. “You basically lent me your house to live in.” He joked.

“Our house now.” You responded. “Since you’ll be payin’ half the rent.”

Kazuha nods, taking a bite out of his own breakfast. “I plan on spending the week organizing my stuff. Nothing big, just getting everything tidy.” The two of you sat in comfortable silence, basking in the warmth of the summer weather.

Besides that, Monday wasn’t anything eventful.

Tuesday was spent helping Kazuha. Cooped up in his room, the two of you went through his clothes and belongings, organizing them into his closet and drawers. Kazuha had a decent amount of clothes, which were the bulk of what he brought.

You talked and talked and talked with Kazuha. He was so sweet. You swore you’d told yourself that a million times by now, but it was always true. Kazuha’s laugh was soft and kind, he laughed at all your stupid, cheesy jokes, no matter how unfunny they were. He’d help you cook meals—much better than you ever could.

Tuesday was when you had come to realize that maybe you were enjoying his company a little too much. But, you thought, he’s just… fun to be around.

You used that excuse for the rest of the week.

Kazuha was just… nice. Everyone would enjoy his company like this. You were no different!

It was a pathetic excuse, but it was pathetic enough for you to cling onto.

Wednesday you and Kazuha went out and you showed him the neighbourhood as the two of you walked to the store for some groceries. Kazuha took an oddly long time looking through the fruits and vegetables section, eyeing each piece we selected carefully before placing it into the plastic bag we used to carry everything.

It was endearing.

After a good forty-five minutes of walking around the store, the two of you finally decided to head to the cashier for check out. Kazuha was polite as he made idle chatter with them, but you couldn’t help the frown that pulled at your face.

You were right there. If he wanted to talk to someone, why couldn’t it be you? You were sure you were more entertaining than that cashier worker.

But you pushed those thoughts to the back of your mind. You pulled out your credit card, expecting to pay, only for Kazuha to gently pull your hand back. “Let me.” He says gently. Your eyes dart to him and your face flushes when you feel his hand graze gently over yours as he pulls it back.

He wanted to pay for you.

Ah, if you hadn’t fallen for him yet, you sure as hell had now.

He taps his card quickly and you barely manage to make it out of the store while avoiding Kazuha’s gaze.

Things only started to set in on Thursday.

You’d woken up with a heavy migraine and a grumpy mood, so it didn’t come as a surprise that you didn’t want to talk to anyone. Unfortunately, that also included Kazuha. And yet, Kazuha didn’t push you when you refused to talk to him while the two of you ate breakfast.

“Good morning,” He had said in greeting. “How’re you?”

You don’t respond, only taking the plate of food he’d set aside for you. You’re swift to finish your food; shovelling it into your mouth and not even bothering to wait for Kazuha.

He, on the other hand, still had that oh-so-sweet smile of his plastered across his pretty lips. “I’ll take it you’re not feeling great, then.” He murmurs. Kazuha gets up from his seat beside you before handing you a glass of water. “You should drink up. Water’s very good for you, so I’m sure it’ll help you a bit.”

You do as he said, chugging the glass of water in one go. “Thanks.” You whisper. Those were the first words you said to him that day, and you could already feel your migraine easing up. Kazuha is like magic, you think, he fixes everything without even trying.

You gave Kazuha a half-hearted smile before placing your plate and utensils in the dishwasher and heading to your room to take a nap. Naps always seemed to ease your headaches.

As you collapsed on your bed, snuggling up under your heavy duvet, your thoughts drifted back to Kazuha. He was sweet, but you’d also come to the realization that he was handsome. His hair was always up into a ponytail, with that little section of red swooping on top of his ear. His eyes are quite pretty, too. You thought. A shimmering red that often matched the clothes he wore, sparkling as he laughed. And his hands, they looked so gentle as he carried things around. His fingers worked effortlessly as he wrote his poetry in that small notebook of his.

“This man,” you whispered to yourself, “is too good to be true.”

On Friday, Kazuha let you have the honour of brushing and tying up his hair.

He’d caught you staring at him as he sat on his bed, his fingers wove through his white locks. With a raised eyebrow, he beckons you over, handing you a red hair tie. “Mind helping me?” He asked softly.

You complied eagerly, scooting behind him. You ran your hand through his hair, gently scooping it behind his shoulders. Kazuha let out a soft hum, as he nodded in content. Carefully, you pull his hair into a ponytail, twisting the thin band to wrap carefully around it a few more times.

“There.” You said. “It’s done.”

Kazuha turned to face you, his knees pressed much too close to yours. “Thank you.” He grinned, grabbing your hand to rest in between his cool ones. “I really appreciate this.”

Your face flushed, an embarrassing warmth coating your cheeks. You brought your free hand to scratch awkwardly at the back of your neck before mumbling out a response. “No problem, Kazuha.”

Saturday was spent planning the two of your guys’ “date” that would be happening on Sunday.

Kazuha suggested a picnic, and you couldn’t help but agree. Maybe it was the thought of spending a day with him, or maybe it was how he wanted to spend a day with you, but you knew you would’ve agreed to anything he said.

The picnic would be on Sunday, in a park the two of you found online.

After a very successful planning session, the two of you spent the rest of the day preparing and packaging food for the picnic.

It was somewhat chaotic—but it was also fun.

Kazuha taught you how to make his favourite sandwich, how to toast the bread perfectly, and how to cut each one into little heart shapes. All with a soft smile dancing on his pretty lips as he guided your hands gently, easing the knife into the bread.

Archons, you were fucked. How’re you supposed to live with him, like this, every day?

And now, it’s Sunday; the day of the picnic.

Your foot taps nervously against the floor of your bedroom. What am I supposed to wear? Yes, you do know you’re probably overthinking this, but you can’t help it! Not when it’s because of Kazuha! You have to make sure you’re always looking your best!

Your cheeks puff out as a heavy sigh leaves your lips, eventually settling on your outfit of the day.

Finally ready, you nervously open the door, heading out to meet Kazuha in the kitchen.

He greets you with a smile and a call of your name. His arms find their way around your waist in a tight hug and you blink. Oh, oh, oh, oh—what do I do!? When did he get so… touchy?! Not that I’m complaining but—You stand frozen, yet Kazuha doesn’t seem to mind. He pulls back with his signature smile. “You’re ready to go?” He questions, taking a step towards the front door.

“Y-Yeah.” You manage to stutter out. “I’m ready.”

“Great!” He grabs your hand, leading you out of your shared home. He doesn’t let go as the two of you walk to the park. With the picnic basket in his free hand, Kazuha still grips yours gently as he leads you. His thumb runs over the skin of your hand absentmindedly. You think it’s supposed to be a calming gesture, but, it only makes your heart beat faster and your face go warm.

You eventually find yourself in a large field, small flowers adorning the grass. Kazuha tugs a blanket out of his bag, laying it over the grass. He plops down on it, patting the space beside him as he does. “Sit with me.” He says.

You comply quickly, placing your own basket down and taking a spot beside him. “...Thanks for doing this with me.” You murmur, giving Kazuha a shy glance.

He only grins in response, digging through his bag and handing you one of the sandwiches you prepared yesterday. “It’s nothing, really.” He smiles, and you feel a tingle go through your hand where his finger brushes over yours. “I like spending time with you.”

“I like spending time with you too.” You match his expression, your lips pulling into a smile. It hasn’t even been a week, and yet it feels like you’ve known Kazuha for years.

Kazuha grins, reaching into his bag. “Good.” is all he responds before pulling something out. Is that a wine bottle? “Now, would you like a drink?”

You… never took Kazuha as a drinker.

And yet, here he is, drunk out of his mind as slurs slip from his lips. Kazuha calls out your name, his head slipping onto your shoulder as his hands grip the blanket the two of you are sitting on. “Do you…” He trails off. “Do youuu… wanna watch th-the sunset w’me?” He slurs his eyes fixing on yours from his position on your shoulder.

You cough awkwardly. “Kazuha.” You say softly, easing his head off your shoulder. “It’s four-thirty in the afternoon. The sunsets not coming out anytime soon…”

“B-But—” He whines. “It woulda been soooo romantic.” Kazuha grins, his eyes lolling shut as he slumps against your chest this time. “Jus’ you, me, an’ the flowers.”

“Oh, Kazuha.” You sigh. “I’d love to watch the sunset with you, but we have to get you home before dark. It’d be dangerous walking out drunk at night.”

“No!” He cries. “I could… could protect you… from th’danger.”

“Nope.” You say, trying not to let his words affect you. “We’re going home now, okay?”

“Okayyyy.” He whines, dragging out the word as he says it. “But only—only cause you said so.”

“Good.” You wrap an arm around Kazuha, right under his shoulder as you help him stand. You leave him for a bit, turning around to pick up the blanket and his bag. “Kazuha!” You call, and he’s instantly behind you. His arms wrap around your waist, pushing his face into your neck.

“Hm?” He coos. “D’ya need something?”

The warmth of Kazuha’s breath fans over the skin of your neck, goosebumps rising lowly. “N-Need you to carry your stuff.” You mumble. Your hands remove Kazuha’s from your waist, shifting to grab his wrist as you gently drag him off you. “Let’s go home now.”

Carefully, you take Kazuha home, not really minding his drunk ramblings. He goes on and on about the sunset, about how he’d stare into your eyes and giggle while he holds your hand and the sun sets.

It is endearing seeing him drunk out of his mind and yet still so lovey-dovey.

It only takes the two of you a fifteen-minute walk to reach your home and you’re quick to open the door and let Kazuha in, the two of you dropping your stuff as you help him up the stairs, your arm wrapped snugly around his waist. He slurs your name again, his pretty red eyes meeting yours. “C-Can we cuddle…?” He whines and you instantly turn your head, wanting to hide the warmth on your cheeks.

“I…” You whisper. “You’re drunk. Let’s just get you in bed first.”

“Noo!” Kazuha cries, planting his feet on the ground, stopping you. “Y’always make me wait! Made me wait for our date, now you're still makin’ me wait when I jus’ want cuddles!”

“Kazuha, really, maybe we should—” You try to protest, only to be interrupted.

“Please,” Kazuha whines pitifully, “Jus’ for a bit.”

You pinch the bridge of your nose, letting out a deep exhale. “You’re still drunk,” you start, “but fine. I guess some cuddles won’t hurt.”

Kazuha grins happily, snaking his arms around you, just under your arms as he lifts you into the air. “You’re th’best!” He slurs. “Come, cuddles time.” With that, he’s lifting you up and carrying you over into his bedroom.

He tosses you gently onto the bed and you land with a quiet: “Oof!” Before you feel the bed dip as Kazuha joins you. His arms find their familiar place around you and his nore presses into the back of your head as he twists your body into a spooning position with his. One of Kazuha’s legs is haphazardly thrown over yours, and you feel completely engulfed in, well, Kazuha.

“You’re so handsome.” Kazuha whispers into your hair. “My handsome boy.” He presses a kiss to the back of your head, and you have to remind yourself that Kazuha is drunk. He won’t remember any of this, nor will he ever act like this again.

Still, you end up leaning into the touch, falling asleep slowly, basking in Kazuha’s comforting warmth and love.

When you wake up, Kazuha’s body is tangled with yours. His head is on your chest and his arms are wound tightly around your waist. One of his legs is positioned between yours, his knee pressing against you.

You tug him closer, enjoying the warmth of his body against yours. Kazuha’s head dips between your shoulder and your neck, nuzzling into the spot. You can feel the small puffs of air his lips let out against your skin as he breathes, matching the pattern of your heartbeat as he does.

You grin, pulling yourself to sit up—only to be yanked completely down by Kazuha. “Don’ move, please.” He whispers. “Need t’feel ya.”

“Kazuha.” You complain. “You’re not even drunk anymore—”

“No.” Kazuha murmurs. “Need to feel you.” As the words leave his lips, he shifts his body, pressing his hips flush against your ass. 

Something firm pokes into you from behind and—

Oh.

That’s what he meant by feel you.

Kazuha’s hips start a steady grind against you, pushing his erection into your ass as he murmurs breathless nothings into your ear. A desperate whine slips from his lips as he slowly moves his hands from around you to on you, roaming your chest and up your neck.

“Need you.” Kauzha murmurs slowly. “Need you so bad.”

“I know.” You say, turning onto your side to face Kazuha.

He smiles at you, bringing a hand to cup your cheek. “Please let me have you.” He whines.

You smile, leaning into his touch and pressing a soft kiss to his nose. “Of course, you can have me. I’ve been all yours from the start.”

Kazuha’s lips press against yours as he gently pushes you to lie on your back against the bed. His hands trace your sides, going from your neck to your hips as he pulls your pants down. He releases you from his kiss, the both of you gasping for air as he yanks down your boxers with impressive speed.

A soft whine slips from your throat, needily grinding your hips into the air. “Kazuha…” You moan, needing his touch desperatley. “C-Can you just—”

“I know.” He coos, trailing his hand to your hard cock. “I know, pretty boy, but I jus’ wanna take my time with you, ‘kay?”

You hesitantly nod, bringing your hand to thread through Kazuha’s hair as he peppers an assortment of kisses all over your cheeks. His hand starts a slow rhythm, gliding up and down the shaft of your cock slowly.

His grip is teasing, the way he squeezes up as he reaches your tip, dragging the pad of his thumb down your dick as he does. Kazuha’s fist moves quicker, watching as your eyes scrunch up in pure ecstasy from his ministrations. “That’s it.” He murmurs encouragingly. “C’mon, I know you’re close…”

A gasp leaves your lips as Kazuha drags his thumb over your slit, rolling it and smearing your precum everywhere, watching with nothing but a pleased smile as your hips frantically twitch in his hold. He smiles, pressing a kiss to your neck—right bellow your ear before giving the spot a teasing lick.

Kazuha’s hands work at your dick again and again, sliding with a steady rhythm up and down until your brain feels muddled and hazy. You grip at his wrist, not knowing if you want him to stop or keep going.

“K-Kazuha,” you whine, “please.”

A soft laugh leaves his lips and he once again kisses your neck. “Shh.” He murmurs. “Be patient, my dear.” With that, he’s pressing a harsh bite into your supple skin, letting his teeth graze over before digging them into you. A loud moan slips from your lips, your dick twitching over and over until your eyes are squeezing shut and thick ropes of milky white shoot from your tip all over your tummy and Kazuha’s hand.

“O-Oh.” You manage to squeak out. “You’re good at this.”

Kazuha smiles, helping the both of you sit up—with you in between his knees with his erection still pressed into the curve of your ass. He rolls you over, bringing your hips ontop of his as he pulls his leaking cock out of his pants, watching intently as you practically drool at the sight.

“Ride me, please.” Kazuha whispers, his desperation clear in his tone. You wrap a hand around his dick, rolling the pad of your thumb against his tip before lifting your hips. You line him up quickly, feeling the head of his cock push against your hole. Your mouth drops open, a low whine leaving your lips.

Slowly, slowly, very slowly, you sink down on his cock, taking him all the way in. You’re about halfway in—from what little you can tell—when Kazuha grabs your hips. His eyes are teary, staring into yours as he grabs the fat of your ass, and pulls you down.

A loud moan slips freely from your lips and you collapse onto Kazuha, the both of you panting heavily.

“A-Archons.” He whispers, his fingers rubbing smooth circles over your hips. “You’re so tight, angel.”

Angel.

He called you angel.

You bury your face into Kazuha’s neck, taking in his scent as you breathe. “Kazu…” You whine. “Need you so bad.”

“I know, pretty.” He whispers. His grip on your hips tightens as you lift your head off him and look into his eyes. His deep, red eyes. “C’mon. I’ll help you, ‘kay?” He smiles, pressing a kiss to the corner of your lips before leading you to sit up above him. His finger taps against your waist before he starts. “Lift your hips f’me.” Kazuha instructs and you comply quickly, lifting your hips before dropping back down.

As soon as you drop down, Kazuha’s tip knocks against your prostate harshly and you cry out, your hands barely managing to find purchase against his shoulders. “Good boy.” Kazuha whispers sweetly, running his hands over your chest. “Jus’ like that…” He murmurs. “Think you can keep going?” You nod eagerly, lifting your hips again only to drop down.

Your thighs shake but you don’t care! Not when it feels so good to be bouncing on Kazuha’s dick like this. Not when he hits all those good spots that make you see stars as your eyes roll back.

“Kazuha.” You moan out, rocking your hips tirelessly up and down his dig. You can feel the drag against every vein against your walls, the way he nudges just right against your prostate. Your eyes roll back as your dick twitches against your tummy, drooling pre uselessly as you ride Kazuha up and down, over and over again.

“T-That’s it, pretty.” He whispers. Kazuha’s hands come to grip your ass again, picking up the pace for you as he starts to buck his hips up and into your awaiting hole. “I—holy shit—I’m close.” He whimpers, and you swear there’ll be bruises from how tight he grips your waist. “Need to cum—” He whines, his eyes squeezing shut.

You nod your head eagerly your ass squeezing so tightly around him as he picks up the pace, fucking into you harder. You need to feel him, feel him shoot his load into you. You need it, need Kazuha, need every part of him.

Every time he thrusts, you feel yourself get closer and closer to that sweet release the both of you seek. “Kazu…” You moan out. “Close, close—need you t’k-keep goin’”

“I know.” He whimpers. “I know, ‘m not stopping.” Your eyes rolled back, the familiar warmth building in the pit of your tummy. The way Kazuha’s hands trailed over your thighs—everything he did was begging your body to surrender to the familiar pleasure.

“A-At the same time.” You plead, gripping onto Kazuha’s arm. He only nod, his eyes squeezing shut.

You clench around him and Kazuha throws his head back against the pillows as he buries his dick into you, his hips meeting yours in one final, harsh thrust. He pulls your body close, his arms wrapping tightly around you as he whispers sweet nothings into you.

You feel him cum, a thick load going right into you. You whine, tightening so sweetly around him as your own orgasm hit. “H-Holy…” You whimper, not hvaing the energy to finish your sentence. Your dick twitches between the two of you and you cum. Hard.

Kazuha’s grip around you tightens as he doesn’t even bother to pull out. He grabs the blanket, bringing it over the two of you as he nuzzles your face into his neck, your body still twitching.

Archons. You think, watching Kazuha’s eyes close gently. The sunlight falls onto his face, like a golden halo around his perfect features. How long has it been with him? A week?

Only a week, and you’d managed to fall in love.

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I finally got an idea after studying for (idk how many) days !!

Whereas y/n is the friend Kazuha needs.

“ If you need someone to talk to, you know who to call. ” You wink at your friend, who is now watching you fade away into the busy streets of the city.

Stand and smile. That's all you could do as you watch your one and only love to run away with the one he truly loves.

“ Y/n, you're the best friend a person could ever ask for. You deserve everything. ”

I don't want anything. I want you.

You wanted to scream already.

But of course, you'll always be the one to be there comforting him in his darkest days while no one was there for you when you're in your deepest hour.

He hugs you for the last time before running off again to see her. How could he be so ignorant?

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“ You're the only friend I need, y/n. Thank you. ”

And that's all you'll ever be.

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."

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?"

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!

-

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.

Relationship shortfics PT.1

Character(s): Gorou and Kazuha(Separately)

Genre/warnings: Fluffy shortfics, no warnings it's just fluff, for Kazuha y/n has a cryo vision, pronouns not mentioned, not read through.

Description/prompt: fluffy shortfics for Kazuha and Gorou.

A/N: This was lowkey super cute to write up! I am a little biased when it comes to Kazuha so I unintentionally wrote more for him.

Giving gifts

Being able to surprise you with gifts is almost one of Gorou’s favorite things to do. Just seeing the way your face lights up when you receive them is enough to have his heart pounding in his chest.

There is a tremor in Gorou's hands as he holds a neatly wrapped gift out to you, the wrapping paper covering the gift is white, decorated in soft pink cherry blossoms that remind you solely of the islands that make up Inazuma. The burnt orange and white ears that lay on top of his head are twitching in what could only be perceived as nervousness given the situation. His crystal teal-colored eyes are unwavering as you carefully unwrap the gift in your hands, nimble fingers careful not to rip the precious paper. After successfully opening the box, your eyes flick up to catch the look on Gorou's face to find his eyes haven't left your form for a single millisecond.

Once the lid of the wooden box is removed, a sparkling necklace is revealed in the shape of a cherry blossom, the flower petals a beautiful rose-gold, and resting in the center of it is a vibrant amethyst gemstone. Upon seeing such an elegant piece of jewelry, tears begin to well in your eyes due to how perfect it is for you. Gorou understood your tastes perfectly when it came to buying gifts for you usually, this was no different.

"Ah, why are you crying, kitten? I thought it was perfect!" Gorou's voice breaks the silence the second one of those tears slip down your, in his eyes, perfectly sculpted face. After hearing your failed attempts to choke out a reassurance, the fox-hybrid wraps his arms around your delicate form, warm hands running down the expanse of your back.

"These better be happy tears, kitten." he whispers, breath barely audible over the light breeze washing over the two of you.

Taking you on dates

Surprising you with a date is Kazuha’s specialty and his favorite thing to do when it comes to you. Each passing date seems to be more astounding than the one before it, he really did want to see which ones you reacted to the most.

There is a delicate breeze in the air that sends thin wisps of your hair grazing over the smooth skin of your cheeks, nearly tickling them with how delicate the touch is, similar to the kisses Kazuha places upon your skin. Kazuha. Your mind drifts back to the white-haired man that captured your heart nearly a year ago, the hint of a smile curving the corners of your lips up at your fond memories together. You were sitting on the bow of the Alcor, legs crossed underneath as you studied the waves of the ocean spreading out beyond where the ship was anchored at an unknown island. The Liyue cryo vision on your hip was emitting a soft light, the cool energy spreading through your veins like an icy wildfire while you made little frost flowers in your hands to keep yourself entertained.

Kazuha had told you not to leave the Alcor, his melodic voice not giving you much room to protest, especially when those gentle lips pressed against your own in such a nice form of persuasion. Vermillion eyes lit up with both pride and relief as you agreed to his terms, a smile blossoming over the man's pale cheeks before he turned to vanish onto the unexplored island after whispering a promise to your lips.

"Fifteen minutes, that's all I need. After that time is up, you may follow my footsteps directly North, the wind will guide you to my location."

Those fifteen minutes pass rather swiftly, the sun was beginning to set, dying golden rays sinking below the horizon of the vast ocean ahead. Time was up and you needed to find out where your darling samurai had gone. After traveling for nearly five minutes, (the journey is much quicker due to a few wind currents) you come to a halt, a few feet away from a cliff. The sky behind the cliff has shifted from a soft glow of orange thanks to the dying sun, to a vast array of pinks and purples. Vibrant colors left in the sun's wake swirl together amongst the clouds, creating various shades that could have seemed impossible. On the cliff sits your samurai, Kazuha's hair usually worn up is now cascading down his shoulders, the backdrop of the sky behind him only aids in accenting his beauty.

Beside Kazuha sits miniature oil lanterns as well as a basket most likely full of new foods you have been dying to try. As his head turns to lock his eyes over your form, all breath leaves your lungs at how undeniably fond his ruby gaze is. His eyes latch onto yours, freezing you in place, a warm smile blossoming over his cheeks as it always does when he lays eyes on you.

"Join me, my dove. There are many poems I want to share with you under the blanket of the stars tonight."

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.

Oh, it's over.

Serving size- 0.6k

Nutritional facts- Gn! Reader 

Allergy warning- self-blame, self-degradation, light mentioned disordered eating, Very unhealthy coping mechanisms, Hallucinations, obsessions? 

Overview- reader dies for an unspecified reason.

Contents- albedo, Xiao , Kazuah

Instructions- best read in dark mode.

Formula- drabbles + headcanons

=͟͟͞͞🔬Master list

Albedo-

Although I think he'd be the one to take it most rationally, he'd still be over the edge because of your death.

So it really was coming to an end, well obviously your death was inevitable, so why, why does it still hurt knowing his morning with you is at end. This was calculated from the start he knew he was aware that you couldn't stay with him forever, then why does he want you to. A horrible outcome yet such a lovely journey. But at least it was with you, right?

It still hurts after all this time with you, his thinking was illogical, something he doesn't do unless he's with you.

He tries his best to put the pieces back together, bring you back to him but no nothing works. His hard work went to shit, if he couldn't do the simple task of feeling your comforting embrace then how was he supposed to do anything? Everything hurts alchemy hurts, talking hurts, eating hurts, existing hurts it all hurts so much, but he still moves on at least kind of right? He brushes off his feelings and tries to get over your pacing but the more he pushes it out the harder it comes back, why can't you just leave him alone?

Xiao-

One of the least rational goes back to how he was before he met you. If not worse, way worse.

How could you leave him like this after all you've done with him, you leave? It doesn't matter if it wasn't your choice he still wanted you there. You were the only thing that kept him at bay, but I guess the reason his karmic debt didn't affect you was because it would strike only once but harder than ever. But this was his fault.

 How could he even think straight, you were all that was on his mind, pushing to overwork himself sleepless nights, weeks, years but xiao was used to this nothing really changed, did it? Except for figures that appeared randomly throughout his room, it wouldn't be a bother he's seen worse, just if they didn't remind him of you. If they didn't speak like you did to him, if they didn't look at him with the same look you had towards him.

Maybe if he just didn't talk to you that day, maybe if you weren't in lieyu maybe, just maybe it would hurt this much.

Kazuha-

Again, really again? How long was this going to go on for, because he can’t take this anymore? Was it him, he was the problem right, he had to be. Nothing else was wrong; it was him, his fault, all his fault, and his fault alone.

Changing nearly everything about him, down to the way he speaks, the way he dresses, even the way he sees himself. But nothing was working, no one would love him the way you did. Was it his fault? Was he not worthy enough to be around you forever? That's right, that's the only reason he wasn't with you right now, he knows he's not deserving of your praise, your love, or even your mere presence but he still vied for you. But like the wind, everything must fly away and leave rather whether you desire that outcome or not.

A.n -  I had this in my drafts for the longest while and as you can see its quite rushed😞

𝐁𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐝𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐬💉

Serving size- 1.7k

Nutritional facts- Vampire AU + a hit of Modern AU + Gn! Reader

Allergy warring- blood, slightly suggestive, cursing, childe is referred to as both ajax and childe

Overview- genshin boys blood preference + them feeding of you for the first time

Contents- albedo,kazuah,childe

Instructions- best read in dark mode

Formula- headcanons + a dash of drabbles

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Albedo

⥽🏮First off would he even tell you?

Yes, this wouldn’t find any reason to not tell you. I mean what is he going to do just hide blood bags from you forever? You’re bound to find out sooner or later so he sees no point in keeping it from you.

⥽🏮How does he get blood?

Although he’s quite aware blood tastes better straight from the source he’d rather drink mediocre blood than harass a random stranger, has artificial blood it doesn’t taste the best but it doesn’t really matter seeing as he drinks to live and not to taste, well I mean that is until he meets you.

⥽🏮 blood preference

Doesn’t mind drinking from blood bags he’s been doing it for most of his life, Bedo honestly doesn’t have that much of a preference but if on the rare occasion he had to choose his favorite blood type would be A positive like I said he doesn’t really mind any blood type but he’d rather not drink B positive, and he really does not understand the whole hype around drinking rare blood types but does share the belief that blood tastes better from the source. He thinks drinking blood from the source is 9/10 immoral and rather disgusted from drinking from an animal

⥽🏮First time feeding off you.

Quite the predicament he got himself into, he was hungry and the next blood supply was until next week. How could he have been so careless? But you were right there outside his office door maybe just one sip, no he can’t he’s better than this of course but then came a loud knock on the door with a familiar voice.

“Bedo! Bedo open the door,please?”

“No, I told you to stay outside of the office didn’t I?”

“Yes but- you know what I’m coming in.”

“[name] do no-”

Words cut off by the slamming off the door he specifically told you not to open, your eyes glance over him with a slightly annoyed face and blonde wisps over his bare face and braid messily done. Admiring his appearance and sliding next to him.

“Is it my words weren’t clear enough for you to hear me?”

“No, I heard I just didn’t want to sit outside the door while my boyfriend is sitting alone in pain.”

“It’s not that bad.”

“It is, now here.”

You shift your shirt slightly off your shoulders revealing your collar bone, he knew what you were trying to insulate you couldn’t make it more obvious, he didn’t want to do it but you were right in front of him and oh so close.

“[name] I’m not going to.”

“Bedo, please.”

“No.im no-”

“For archons sakes!”

Startled by the sudden hands grasping his hair on forcing his fangs to skin into your soft skin, he wanted so much to stop drawing blood from you but mouthwatering liquid dripping from your collarbone that was trickling into his mouth was delightful, it didn’t hurt fact you kind of liked the sensation but as soon as you started to get familiar with the tingling feeling traveling threw your body making your eyes to flutter it stopped, why?

“I- I’m sorry, I lost control and-”

“It’s fine bedo it didn’t hurt, in fact, I kinda liked it.”

“Oh, so that’s the case?”

Eyes staring right at your figure with an ever so menacing look, you don’t know what you were in for, but it was something, surely something.

Childe

⥽🏮would he even tell you?

He would try and keep it from early on in the relationship, but would eventually tell once he knows for sure he can trust you with that information, don’t get me wrong it’s not that he doesn’t trust you it’s about how much you trust him.

⥽🏮How does he get blood?

Kidnapping, look ok I know it sounds bad but this man just absolutely despises blood bags. he‘s so picky with his blood too like if you are not dressed a certain way or your blood doesn’t flow through your veins like he wants he would not even consider drinking from you if he was starving to death.

⥽🏮 blood preference

You would think he would be stuck up about it and only drink AB negative, but no he’s just picky there’s a difference! His favorite blood type is b negative but he absolutely can not stand RH negative and like albedo does not understand the hype around ab negative. Speaking about what he likes drinking from, he shares the popular belief that blood tastes better from the source, disgusted by blood bags and even more disgusted about drinking from an animal

⥽🏮First time feeding off you.

Your husband was no stranger to having to get up at 3 in the morning to do something he really would rather not do you knew this, but this specific pattern of getting out of bed only when in sept like you were asleep was extremely irregular even for childe. I mean who just gets up in the middle of the night then comes back 2 hours later. Well, you were about to find out, it's not as if you didn't trust your husband or something it's that you wanted him to trust you with whatever he’s hiding from you.

So you were going to do the obvious thing and catch him in the act, and well the man was caught red-handed, to say the least, no like literally there’s blood on his hands and his mouth what the fuck.

“Ajax is that…?”

“Look I know it looks bad but I was on a mission a- and”

“So mission huh? That definitely explains the blood in your mouth and you go out at the exact same time and only when im asleep right?”

“I know, but I swear it wasn’t anything that bad, trust me, love.”

“Don’t love me, look ajax if you’re not going to trust me why should I trust you?”

“Ah, well your right I guess it’s time to tell you.”

“Waiting?”

“Im, a vampire.”

“That’s all?”

“I mean yeah, what else would there be?”

“Oh thank archons, I thought you were cheating on me.”

“Love what? I would never do that not even I was held at gunpoint!”

“Well, im glad to know it was nothing serious.”

What a nice moment between you too, carrying you up the stair and to your bedroom draping your figure onto the silk sheets. Childe positioned over your body starting at his features with anticipation.

“Can I?”

You nod your head in agreement with the statement he just made. His teeth submerging into your skin as if he’d tasted nothing better in his whole life, blood trickling down your throat. A sweet mixture of pleasure and pain, it was a long night, yeah let’s leave it at that.

Kazuha

⥽🏮would he even tell you?

Yep, 100x yep this man can’t stand keeping secrets from you and he also doesn’t see the point in not telling you if he’s going to spend the rest of his life with you, you need to know every secret about him.

⥽🏮How does he get blood?

Beido buys blood from him, he was a bit suspicious about the morals of how this blood was acquired but she assures him that everything was consensual. He thinks it tastes fine and would rather drink it than accidentally harm someone He’s picky but the type he likes isn’t rare so it’s not much of a problem.

⥽🏮 blood preference

Picky but not anywhere near to as childe, if you give him something he doesn’t like he’ll normally just wait for beido to buy sum’ more but if he needs it he’ll drink it. His favorite blood type is o positive which is great for him since its the most common one-time beido offered to for him to drink her blood and that is how he found out he really dislikes A negative quite immoral to just drink from random humans especially when it’s not consensual and he just can’t stand the taste of animal blood.

⥽🏮First time feeding off you.

Knowing that Kazuha was a vampire wasn’t a big deal for you, stirring the pot of food wondering about what even has changed, oh right the most that changed is probably just your cooking habits but besides from that everything was the same. There was something that didn't bother per say but you always wondered about-

“Zuha’ love, can you come in the kitchen for a sec?”

“Mhm sure.”

As soon as you spoke you could hear the familiar footsteps of the man you love, you were about to ask him a question that had been on your mind for the last month.

“so, is there something you need dove?”

“no, not necessarily I just wanted to ask you a question, is that all right?”

“Ask away.”

“So u- Uhm why do you never drink from me is it like my blood tastes weird or?”

“Oh, well I wasn't expecting that. I thought you never wanted to since you never asked, would you like me to?”

“Mhm!”

If Kazuha knew you would have that look on your face when he was about to drink from you he’d of done it much sooner, and there his canines digging into the side of your shoulder as the red liquid hit his tongue, he’s never tasted anything better, screw any other blood type yours is the best by far. Oh, how he just never wanted to stop the tension of your skin and his teeth but there was an issue why are your eyes fluttering like that?

“Sorry, I didn't realize I was taking that much forgive me, are you ok?”

“Im fine love! Just a bit light-headed, you should do that more often.”

“I would love to dear, by the way, what are you making it smells good.”