Genshin X You - Blog Posts

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.

It’s been a while (Kazuha x reader) NSFW MINORS DNI

ᴄʜᴀʀᴀᴄᴛᴇʀ(s): Kazuha x reader

ᴡᴀʀɴɪɴɢs: NSFW, Public sex, penetration (reader receiving), use of language, archon quest spoiler(like 2 lines? Maybe?). 100% not proofread

ᴛʏᴘᴇ: One-shot/shortfic, GN Reader (pronouns aren't mentioned I think)

ᴅᴇsᴄʀɪᴘᴛɪᴏɴ/ᴘʀᴏᴍᴘᴛ: It’s a few days after the battle ends and you’re happy to spend alone time with Kazuha finally.

ᴡᴏʀᴅ ᴄᴏᴜɴᴛ: 2k

You were perched on one of the soft rose-colored shells that circled the Sangonomiya shrine, fixated on the neighboring area; the shimmering bubbles of water that floated nearby, the seagulls that screeched out overhead, and the diamond waterfalls that dropped into deep azure pools. It was times like this you were thankful you were able to join the resistance, blessed with staying on such a breath-taking island with people you had become very connected to. A light sigh escaped your lips as your mind started to wander once more, back to that beautiful white-haired man that your thoughts were almost always concentrated around.

It was a mild spring day on Watatsumi island, a slight wind guiding forward a feeling of tranquility to those who reside upon it. This was the first time in over a year that the inhabitants could breathe, not having to worry about the battle that was right around the corner, ready to flip their lives upside down. After the Vision Hunt Decree was abolished, Kazuha was able to return to Inazuma and not have to fret about being apprehended every time he traveled into the more social areas of the archipelago. The samurai had chosen to take a break from exploring with the Crux Fleet, determined to help the locals of Inazuma with whatever they needed after the battle ended. 

Kazuha was, in simple terms, the love of your life. You cherished everything about him unconditionally; from those sweet vermillion eyes that bore into yours with impeccable love and assurance, to the heat that soaked into your skin as he enveloped you into an embrace that shielded you from the world. He was the type of person that murmured honeyed words upon your skin even if you weren’t conscious to hear them, who always made sure that you were in excellent health despite his own well-being. You had shared innumerable near-death encounters together, but it only made your connection stronger in the end, never taking each other’s existence for granted anymore.

The soothing flow of the spring air tussled your hair, the silky strands caressing the side of your face making a smile lift the corners of your lips upward, the peacefulness of it all was enough to have you fall asleep if you laid down to try. Closing your eyes, you allowed your thoughts to take you away from here, visualizing up the future you were destined to have with your loving wandering samurai. You could visualize it already, a home of your own with a near-dozen maple trees surrounding it so Kazuha would never have to be parted from his precious trees and their brilliant ruby leaves again. 

“Finally relaxing, my dove?”

A well-known melodious voice pierces through your daydream, head snapping up to the origin before a radiant smile breaks out over your face. Before you stands your boyfriend, Kazuha, his regularly tied back hair is undone around his shoulders, and in his hands, he holds a plate of almond tofu. You proceeded to grasp the samurai’s wrist in your hand gingerly, leading him to take a seat so you could be side-by-side. “How did your relief efforts go today?” You ask in a near whisper, moving to lean your head against his shoulder.

Kazuha sets the plate holding the sweet dessert in his lap, wrapping a delicate arm around your shoulders, soft smile emerging on his face as you snuggle even closer to his warmth. “It went well, my dove. Gorou and I made a lot of improvement, we started helping the people in the city today who were in dire need of rations.” his voice is as soothing as the breeze when he answers your inquiry. He moves to grant you a spoonful of the almond tofu, making you shake your head lightly having eaten previously. The smile never disappears from your face seeing how proud your boyfriend looks in himself for assisting the people of Inazuma, recognizing how much being back means to him after having to stay away for so long. 

A kiss being placed on your nose pulls you from your thoughts once more, hum leaving your throat as you glance up to your boyfriend. Kazuha’s ruby eyes are staring down into your own, smile dancing on his lips as he breathes out a honeyed compliment regarding your beauty. The compliment leaves you speechless, mind incapable of grasping words as your cheeks tint a lovely hue of red. Powerless to do much else, you pull from your samurai’s shoulder, slender hand moving to cup his cheek delicately before you capture his lips in a loving kiss. It isn’t long before Kazuha awards you access to his mouth, lips parting so that your tongues can slide together in a slight contest for dominance. 

As soon as your tongues meet, a moan escapes Kazuha’s throat, his hands going to push the plate of almond tofu from his lap so he can draw you close instead. His nimble hands move the plate with ease, before they seize your waist luring you into his lap so that you are chest to chest. The sugary flavor of the dessert the samurai had been eating glides across your tongue, drawing a needy whine from your throat, desperate to get more of that sweet taste. You break the kiss, hand moving to scoop up another spoonful of the dessert before feeding it to Kazuha.

Once the man has consumed the mouthful, your lips are capturing his in another kiss. Why eat the dessert when this was so much better? Your lithe hands tangle in his platinum locks, lightly pulling the strands and making Kazuha whine, hands grasping your hips just a bit tighter while he rolls up against your body slightly. The action causes you to tug just a bit harder, desperate to hear that needy light sound again. Both of your breathing has gotten heavier, the rough expels of air, the quiet smack of your lips together, and the occasional moan being the only noises detected. Kazuha’s hips begin to roll up against you a bit more frequently, it becoming obvious just how needy the two of you are in this second. 

How long has it been since you have had an opportunity to enjoy the taste of each other? To relish in the simple touch and warmness of your partner?

It wasn’t long after the kiss was initiated that it ceased as well, Kazuha dragging his mouth from yours to start leaving a trail down your neck. He mouthed at the delicate skin there before he latched on, sucking to create those gorgeous dark blooms that stood out upon your ordinarily unblemished skin. Your hands clutched at the samurai’s shoulders, swallowing back the moan that threatened to escape your throat. Your mind was foggy, body hot with need that threatened to boil over with every roll of Kazuha’s hips. You needed him now. Thankfully, it was late enough that no one should happen to stroll by while the two of you savored each other’s touch out in the open like this.

Kazuha’s breathing was heavy as he held your hips, pushing your body down onto his swiftly growing arousal, the tension thick in the air as the two of you glided easily against each other. It isn’t long before you moan out, shattering the silence between you, the arousal was too great to bear any longer. “Kazu...I need you, please…”

The platinum-haired man wasted no time in pulling off any offending apparel that stopped him from being able to fuck you senseless in just a few moments. Your pants and underwear were tossed to the side in a matter of minutes, exposing your lower half to his wandering gaze completely. Your nimble hands moved to pull Kazuha from the confines of his pants, applying your saliva to slick the man’s cock up, because you don’t have any other lubricant on hand. Red eyes lock with yours as he utters a soft warning, giving you a chance to brace yourself in case the stretch hurts. 

Both of you are practically shaking with need as Kazuha lines himself up with your hole, head of his cock gliding over your entrance in yet another light warning. A near growl erupts from your throat due to how impatient you are, “Kazuha I swear if you don’t fu- Ah! O-Oh fuck…” A stricken moan leaves your lips at the feeling of your partner sliding in all the way to the hilt.

In the midst of your sentence, Kazuha dragged your hips down, enveloping his entire cock inside of you at once with ease, and the blended sound of both your moans simultaneously ring out into the night air. Your body shudders at the feeling of his cock inside you, unable to help the way your hole spasms around him causing a gasp to escape his throat at the sensation. Neither of you were going to last long at this rate. Gripping your hips tightly, Kazuha works to pull you up and down his aching length, making your back curve as he hammers your sweet spot every thrust. 

“A-Archons! Kazu..I-I...ah! I’m not going to last!” You can barely get the words out before Kazuha is shifting the position, hand cradling your neck as he lays you flat on the rose-colored shell you are occupying. He wastes no time in tugging off his own clothing so that he can fuck you better, throwing them aside with ease while he positions himself between your legs yet again. 

The moment that Kzuha’s cock breaches your walls again, you don’t fail to catch the way his body quivers as warm walls engulf him. It draws a moan from his lips with ease, muscles of his arms rippling as he places them above your head to ground himself. His face is flushed a lovely red, his skin shining with a thin layer of sweat as he gazes down into your eyes. You are certainly in the same state, face colored red, chest heaving, and body shaking slightly at just how big he feels inside of you right now. Your boyfriend starts to thrust, practically pounding into your smaller frame while your moans begin to boil over, back arching up into him as he abuses your sweet spot once more. 

“F-Fuck! Dove, be quiet before someone hears you!” Kazuha’s words are rushed, but his thrusts never stop, instead, he drives his cock harder into you, making sure he glides against your most sensitive spots. To try quieting you, he shoves his fingers into your mouth, fingertips brushing the back of your throat and making you gag around them. Drool begins to drip down your chin as your moans are limited to half sobs and whines with his fingers down your throat, but you love every second of it.

Your legs wrap around Kazuha’s waist, eyes rolling back as your stomach clenches, the warm snake of pleasure coiling tighter and tighter before it snaps. With a half scream, your orgasm floods over you, short nails digging into Kazuha’s back as you sob out in pleasure at your release. Tears slip down your flushed cheeks, hips pushing themselves back as much as you can manage with your boyfriend’s harsh pace. It isn’t long before Kazuha is crying out too, pulling his fingers from your mouth to smash your lips in a messy kiss. His orgasm hits him nearly as hard as yours did, Kazuha’s fingers clutching your waist as he empties his cum inside you with a noisy groan. 

The warmth of his cum has you feeling whole, legs falling open as your mind practically blacks out from both exhaustion and how intense everything was. Kazuha’s breathing has gotten back to a normal rhythm by the time he pulls out, observing in awe as his cum spills onto the shell below you. Fascinating. He is aware you’ve passed out from how powerful your orgasm was...or from the exhaustion of not resting properly after the battle. Whatever the case, Kazuha makes sure he takes you back to your home, wiping your sleeping figure down before he climbs into bed with you. 

There may be days when you may not have much time to spend together, but you always make sure to make it up in the end.

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.

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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summary: trapped in a space where time doesn’t make sense, an aspiring streamer and academic struggles to find their place in newfound fame and love and struggles to answer the age old question: does anything even matter anyway?

005. boba gone right 🌿 written!

“You’re gonna be fine,” Tighnari’s voice came from the couch. “He said he’s okay with being on stream, right?” He asked. You nodded.

“Then it’s fine. Stop pacing or you’ll wreck the floors.” You knew he was right, somewhere in your busy mind. But you were nervous. You hadn’t had a new friends over in a long time. Once you’d found your friends, you’d stopped branching out. You didn’t need to, you had all you needed. But then you’d met Kuni. New friendship was scary territory, and you think you were handling it well—you know, like a liar.

“You didn’t even lay these floors, motherfucker. I did.” You’d spent hours laying new wood planks with Beidou soon after you’d moved into this apartment. Tighnari had sat and watched and made comments if things didn’t line up. To him, that was the hardest job. Only he possessed the eye for perfection, or whatever he’d called it.

“I’m the only one who respects them, clearly,” he shot back. Your hand slipped, and a finger flipped up. Tighnari rolled his eyes.

“Does Kuni know you suck?” He asked. You added a second middle finger to your cause. “Fuck you,” Tighnari spat as he flipped up both of his middle fingers.

A knock at the door made you pause. Tighnari turned to look and sighed as he pushed himself off the couch.

“I think that’s for you,” he stated. “I’ll go let you stream, holler if you catch something on fire.” Tighnari turned and walked down the hall to his room and closed the door, leaving you staring at the door, forcing yourself to breathe normally. You’d cleaned everything minutes before Kuni showed up, and you’d even changed into less blobfish inspired clothing. This was as good as it was going to get.

You pulled the door open. Kuni stood on the other side, mask already over his face. He must’ve taken public transit over.

“Hi, Kuni, come in!” You pulled your door open and he stepped inside. He took his shoes off and slipped into your rack of freshly cleaned guest slippers. A good purchase, honestly. “You’d spent hours can put everything on the counters. We’ll get everything ready before we start cooking!” He nodded and crossed the room to your kitchen. You’d recently redone it, with Beidou’s help, and the green cabinets seemed to add a new layer to the otherwise quiet apartment.

Kuni placed the bags on the counter and began taking the supplies out. He’d insisted on buying what you needed, because he wanted to make boba the “right” way. Whatever that meant. You were happy to let him. Grocery shopping had always been stressful for you, so letting someone else do it was a treat.

“What kind of boba does your fuckass roommate like?” Kuni asked. You couldn’t stop the snort that shot out of your nose.

“He likes matcha.” You thought it tasted like dirt, because he never added sugar. You’d once seen him eating the powder raw at 3 AM, but you weren’t entirely sure if you’d imagined it.

“That makes sense. Green seems to be a theme.” Kuni gestured to your cabinets.

“I chose those, actually! Green’s my favourite colour, and the landlord said we can do whatever we want with the space since we’re saving up to buy it one day!” You explained. Kuni nodded, but you could tell he approved. He didn’t talk as much as you did, but that was fine. You always said that you talked enough for the both of you.

“Green and purple go well together,” he remarked as he finished setting everything up. You nodded and smiled, placing your mobile stream setup on the counter.

“It’s go time! It’s your last chance to back out!” You teased, your finger hovering over the START STREAM button. Kuni chuckled and leaned in, stealing your hand from you and clicking it himself.

“None of that pussy shit,” he remarked as your chat started pouring in. No starting screen, just you and Kuni in your kitchen.

“Hi, everyone!” You greeted your 200 viewers with a smile. “We’re making boba today! And I have a friend with me, too! He’s not comfy showing his face on camera. If I see anyone, and I mean anyone, try to doxx him, know you’ll never be welcome here. Doxxing is illegal!” You pointed an accusing finger at the camera. You turned to Kuni.

“Okay, you’re good to come on now,” you spoke softly. Kuni nodded and stepped into frame. His mask and hair covered most of his face, and the baggy hoodie he wore only added to the mystery.

“This is K!” You’d both agreed that he’d use a fake name to avoid people trying to find him. You, as a content creator, could only do so much to protect him, and you intended to do even more. “Say hi!” You teased. Kuni gave a wave.

user: omg who is he?? user: why is he kinda...?

You chuckled at your chat and shook your fingers as similar messages kept pouring in.

"You're nasty, all of you," you scolded. Kuni snorted as he added the tapioca starch to a bowl. "Okay, chef, what's first?"

"Wash your damn hands," Kuni grumbled as he pointed towards the sink. You giggled at the way he pitched his voice down. He had he was worried people would link his voice to any videos on his social media. As much as he admired your streaming, he didn't want to get into it himself.

"Okay, okay," you sighed as you turned on your sink and let the water warm up. Behind you, Kuni shook his head.

"Should I be worried?" He asked your chat. You'd done cooking streams before, always with a trusted adult (Beidou) to supervise.

user: they're good at cooking dw king user: just be patient

Kuni nodded and hummed in approval.

"I can do that."

"Do what?" You asked as you returned to your spot beside him.

"Be patient," he explained. You couldn't help but laugh. Kuni turned to look at you. "What are you laughing at?" He asked.

"You're not patient. You broke a pencil sharpener yesterday," you reminded him. You could see the tips of his ears turn red.

"That was one time," he assured you and your chat. You shook your head. He was a natural at this, knowing when to turn back to chat and when to shift his focus back to you. Multitasking king, truly.

"Then prove me wrong," you teased as you bumped your hip against his. Kuni turned his face away as you doubled over in laughter.

"You're awful," he said.

"I know."

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liminal space °˖𓍢ִ໋🍃✿°.💚⋆ scaramouche!

summary: trapped in a space where time doesn’t make sense, an aspiring streamer and academic struggles to find their place in newfound fame and love and struggles to answer the age old question: does anything even matter anyway?

004. friends only minecraft server

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the recognizable pattern of a waltz / neuvillette

summary: the annual fontaine masquerade ball has arrived and the city is in a frenzy. it had been revealed by reporter charlotte that monsieur neuvillette is intending to start searching for a partner, and everyone wants a chance to dance with him. and yet, he falls for the person who feels least interested in dancing.

pairing: neuvillette x male!reader

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The news had been plastered on every morning edition of the Steambird. The ladies and gentlemen were bustling with the news. Monsieur Neuvillette was searching for a partner! How had Charlotte gotten it out of him? No matter what she had, it was the biggest story Fontaine had seen since the water levels receded. And that was almost a year ago now. The world had moved on and kept turning as the Traveler had turned their eyes away from the nation of Hydro and focused on their next destination. You had seen them off the day they set out for Natlan, sharing tear-stained hugs and gentle words of encouragement. Their journey was more than halfway over, and they would be leaving Teyvat soon if all went well. The best goodbyes hurt the most.

Now that Fonatainians had been absolved of their sins, the world had returned to normal. As normal as it could get, anyway. The bakery you ran was flowing with traffic since Charlotte had interviewed the heroes of Fontaine. Your pastries sold out in less than three hours, and patrons nursed hand-crafted mugs of steaming tea under their noses. The life you'd always dreamed of.

"Have you heard the news?" A new patron asked, a fan hiding the bottom half of her face. When you shrugged, she chuckled. You heard. Every eligible person in Fontaine was talking about it.

"Monsieur Neuvillette is searching for a partner!" She almost squealed as you fiddled with your new invention. An espresso machine for brewing drinks that energize. The beans, shipped from Natlan, were a new delicacy Fontaine hadn't been ready for. And you were the only shop in the nation to sell it. A smart move.

"How exciting," you mused. "The usual, Celine?" You were too tired to deal with mindless gossip this early in the morning.

"Oh, yes! Thank you!" You exchanged Mora for a drink, and Celina tittered away like a bird that had just learned to fly. You smiled after her as you let the frothier spray steam. The scent of coffee and tea filled your nose. The smell you could die surrounded by. The way it clouded the mind and made it hazy, yet made your heart pound.

Others might call you crazy, but you believe that the perfect drink could solve any temporary problem. Your theory has yet to be proven wrong.

"If you keep staring at the windows, they'll explode," a voice called from the entrance. You turned your head up, and smiled at who'd entered your cafe.

"Clorinde, I was beginning to wonder if you'd darken my door," your tone was all tease, no malice. The duelist rolled her eyes as she stepped into the cafe proper. A door led to a fine patio that you had built from scratch, with some help from the Traveler and Paimon. Plants spilled off railings, and beautiful wooden tables soaked up the sunlight. It was full, bustling with the sounds of life.

"You say that as if it's a bad thing," she chided. "I'm your favourite customer, and we know it." You made a face, pretending to think about it.

"Navia leaves generous tips," you teased, but a single glare from the champion was enough to change your tune. "Okay, okay, you're my favourite." The smile returned to Clorinde's face.

"Your usual? Or are you trying something new?" You asked. Clorinde was a pioneer in creating new drinks and catapulted many famed beverages like Romaritime lattes and rainbow rose tea to success. You owe her your originality, it is far too difficult to be innovative on your own.

"I'll have a black coffee, one sugar, please."

"Didn't sleep well?" You asked as your hands worked through motions you'd done hundreds of times. You could do it with your eyes closed, if you tried really hard. You'd never try, in the interest of not embarrassing yourself in front of paying customers.

"You could say that," she grumbled as you slid the mug across the counter to her awaiting hands.

"Tell me, are you going to the ball?" You groaned.

"Oh, no, not you, too! I swear, that's all everyone talks about!" Clorinde raised her brow at your small outburst. "What about it?"

"I'm being forced to go. Even Wriothesley is attending. It would feel wrong for you not to be present." You smiled at her words. After all this time, the friends you had made when the Traveler stepped onto Fonatainian soil had not abandoned you, as you'd expected them to. People still manage to surprise you.

"What's in it for me?" You asked. You hated social gatherings. All those strangers, all those voices. Too much of everything. For you to go, it had to be worth it.

"I heard rumours that the Palais was looking to cater their next annual meeting, I could put in a good word," Clorinde stated.

"As if Neuvillette wasn't already going to request me?" Your bakery was the only one he trusted the Melusines to go to, and had tried every item to see that it was to their liking. You'd even created a Melusine line of products, perfect for the tastes of the angels of Fontaine.

"I'll owe you a favour." Your brows rose.

"A favour, hm? I couldn't possibly pass that up!" Clorinde rolled her eyes.

"Meet me at the Opera Epiclise at 7 o'clock sharp," she instructed before turning her back on you and strutting out of the cafe.

You sighed and placed your chin on your palms and breathed out. Suddenly, your back straightened.

You needed a suit.

The party was in full swing by the time you arrived. Music poured out of the front doors, a tantalizing melody that spoke of love and heartbreak. Your suit, freshly tailored by Chiori, had bled your savings dry. Clorinde owes you for this. But, on the bright side, you had a new suit. It fits you perfectly. You'd have to close the shop five hours early to get a suit fitted in time. Luckily, most attendees had organized their outfits weeks in advance, and none were stupid enough to get it done so last minute.

No one except you, that is.

Either way, despite the tuts of annoyance from your tailor friend, you've been fitted to perfection. She'd even done your hair, something she didn't charge extra for.

The large clock in the lobby read 7 o'clock, and you had just made it inside. You spotted Clorinde, Wriothesley, Navia, and Furina milling about by the table you'd curated. Your bakery had been chosen to cater. Many long nights had made such a thing possible. Furina, the dessert lover she was, had two slices of cake in her hands. She spotted you and waved you over with a chocolate lava cake. You didn't hesitate to trot across the room to your companions.

"You came?" Clorinde sounded surprised.

"Couldn't resist holding something over your head," you replied.

"Ah, so that's how she got you to come," Wriothesley mused with a cross of his arms.

"She was very compelling," you shot back.

"I'm so glad you're here! Parties aren't the same without you!" Navia leaned against your arm and beamed up at you.

"Hello Navia," you hummed.

"Is it true that you made all of these desserts?" Furina asked with joy in her eyes. Aside from Clorinde, Furina spent most of her time in your bakery. You had offered her a job, but she refused. Being paid with sweets was enough for the previous Hydro archon. You just hoped word didn't get back to Neuvillette that you were approving unpaid labour.

"Although my social life withers, I did." You'd barely spoken to living humans during that time. Too busy with flour-coated hands and cramps in your legs from working until the sun rose. But the payoff is worth the hit to your sleep schedule. Who needs to sleep when you have coffee?

"You should have let me help you!" Furina raised her voice. No one glanced, far too used to their previous Archon's outbursts.

"It's alright, it was a lot of work, and I technically don't pay you, remember? It's illegal." Furina huffed.

"Oh please, I'm the previous Hydro Archon, I'm sure he'd let it slide." There was no need to ask who the “he” was. The Iudex was fond of the Archon, in how a brother cared for a sister. He’d never let someone take advantage of her, even if that someone was you. Fair to a fault. Or something of the like.

"The fact that you're the previous Archon is why I didn't want you to work," you shot back with a grin. Before the Traveler arrived, you'd thought Furina was pompous and childish, and her voice annoyed you. But, upon learning the true nature of her existence, you'd come to see through the five-hundred-year facade. You considered yourself one of her closest confidants, hoping she thought the same of you. You'd always been told that making friends as an adult was easy, but you'd suffered until recently. Owning a business didn't leave room for socializing.

"You're no fun!" The Archon whined. You only shook your head.

Guests whirled past you in blurs of blues, pinks, reds, and golds. The chandelier overhead sparkled in the reflection of the floor. You'd never had a reason to come to the Opera Epiclese, you'd never been interested in trials until the Traveler came along. Now, justice felt like it meant something. Fontaine was changing for the better.

"I'd love to dance," Navia swooned as the violins changed to an upbeat waltz. The steady thump of a snare echoed through the hall as members of the hive mind of the elite took to the floor with steps they'd been forced to memorize since birth.

"Then join me," Clorinde offered with a gentle smile. Navia took Clorinde's hand gently, like a scene out of a fairytale. The pair pushed into the crowd and vanished among the sea of smiles.

Slowly, though you wished you hadn't noticed, your friends moved away. Either to the floor or to mingle with others whom they hadn't seen for some time. Even Wrio got on the floor, struggling to teach Sigewinne to dance without stepping on his feet.

You've never been one for dancing. Most of your friends knew. They'd learned to stop asking you to join them months ago. Instead, you'd sit near your pastries and exchange pleasantries with people you knew. Then you'd go home and the night would be over. You'd return to reality, and never regret that you hadn't danced.

"You came," a hopeful voice spoke up from your right. Monsieur Neuvillette. You expected to see him, at some point, only briefly. You didn't think he'd scope you out. This masquerade was thrown in his honour; at least, partially. The Dragon that saved Fontaine from the great flood. He was a hero, just as much as the Traveler. And although people didn't know what to make of his status as Sovereign, they left room for him.

"Why does everyone seem surprised?" You asked. "Am I that much of a shut-in?" You knew what people thought of you. The talented baker who worked too much. And that was fine. You had your friends. Not everyone needed to know you properly, you had enough that did.

"You know that's not what I meant," Neuvillette whispered.

"I wanted to see what the fuss was about," you replied. That was partially true. Maybe you were swept up in the whispers. Neuvillette was searching for a partner. You wanted to see the fairytale unfold before you, as a bystander. Maybe your business would flourish from their union. More customers would be a good thing. You could afford to hire your first employee if everything went well tonight.

"Does it live up to your expectations?" Neuvillette asked as he took another pastry into his hand. He always treated your creations with a gentleness you'd never seen. Like every bite was precious.

"I'm disappointed by the lack of wine throwing, I was promised at least one public outing of an affair." Neuvillette snorted into his cupcake. The frosting collided with his nose and cheeks. Your hand flew to your mouth in shock as he spluttered. His hand came up to wipe the frosting off the curve of his lip and the tip of his nose.

"It's not too late," Neuvillette replied. You managed a gasp.

"How scandalous!" Your voice dripped with sarcasm. Not many knew how often Neuvillette frequented the opera for things other than trials. He was a fan of the Fontainian opera scene and was always hungry for drama. The less criminal, the better. Drama with no consequences except for those involved. The best kind.

"Balls like this are almost more entertaining than the opera," Neuvillette mused as he grabbed a glass of sparkling water. A special request of his, no doubt.

"They lack a fake death, though," you nodded along with him.

The music changed again. A melody you recognize. One from Mondstadt, if you remember correctly.

"Are you planning to stand here all night?" Neuvillette asked.

"I might spice it up and go stand over there," you replied and pointed to an open set of chairs on the other side of the ballroom.

"Well, then you have no reason to refuse." You furrowed your brows, but Neuvillette silenced you by holding out his hand. You stared at it for a moment.

"You're not going to let me say no, are you?" You asked the Chief Justice.

"You're welcome to say no, but try to be gentle with your rejection." As if you could truly reject him. Like many others in Fontaine, you can appreciate the looks of the Iudex. Anyone with eyes could.

"I suppose one dance couldn't hurt," you relented. Neuvillete didn't hesitate to pull you toward the dance floor. The crowd seemed to move like water as you both moved. Countless eyes flocked to you, and movement seemed to stop.

You tensed. Neuvillette felt it.

"Don't stop on our account," he announced to the hall. Instantly, at his command, the movement started again. You looked at your dance partner.

"Why are they staring?" You asked. Neuvillette took the lead and began to guide you. You weren't sure where he learned to dance, but you hoped he was better than you were.

"People are far too concerned with who I show interest in," Neuvillette responded. Your mouth fell open as he spun you.

"Interest?"

"Oh, you didn't know? I thought I was being very obvious." This was news to you. Your eyes shot to your friends, who were gathered around Charlotte. Her kamera was mounted. Furina smiled brightly, Navia made hearts with her hands, and Wrio shot you a wink.

"No matter, consider this as me making it even more obvious," Neuvillette continued.

"Are you courting me?" You asked, to make sure you weren't imagining things.

"I believe so, yes." Neuvillette dipped you, in perfect form. His hair draped over your face as you stared at him. His cheeks were flushed with warmth, his eyes wide and vulnerable. He was risking his heart by speaking, by breathing too close to you. "Do you accept?" His words fell apart into a gentle whisper. The air rushed over your face.

You needed to speak.

"Of course," you said. You meant it. You meant it a thousand times over. Afternoons chatting about water and tea blends, all the times he came in craving something sweet and a gentle smile, all the times you'd stare at him when he spoke of things he was passionate about. They all hit you like a tram. You were in love with him, weren't you?

Oh Archons help you.

Above you, Neuvillette smiled. And in the background, the rhythm changed into the familiar pattern of a waltz.

liminal space °˖𓍢ִ໋🍃✿°.💚⋆ scaramouche!

summary: trapped in a space where time doesn’t make sense, an aspiring streamer and academic struggles to find their place in newfound fame and love and struggles to answer the age old question: does anything even matter anyway?

003. back tf up

i’m so sorry for the length between updates! my classes require my full attention since i’m set to graduate soon! also we forgo formatting bc tumblr on mobile sucks. hope you enjoyed!

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002. i’ve connected the dots

we got the ball rolling let’s goooo! so kuni knows (name) irl?? that certainly won’t be important to the plot at all no way! also prince mention, the real ones know! also the last slide is scara’s POV btw :))

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liminal space °˖𓍢ִ໋🍃✿°.💚⋆ scaramouche!

summary: trapped in a space where time doesn’t make sense, an aspiring streamer and academic struggles to find their place in newfound fame and love and struggles to answer the age old question: does anything even matter anyway?

001. meet cute

first chapter woohoo!! and so it begins! ignore timestamps lmao school kicked my ass for a week

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⸰ 𖥔 ͙ࣳ Hold no shame

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˗ˋ ୨ nutritional facts ୧ ˊ˗ asexual,insecure,Gn!reader slight hurt comfort, fluff

˗ˋ ୨ allergy warning ୧ ˊ- insecurity & slight queerphobia 

˗ˋ ୨ Content ୧ ˊ˗ kaeya ❝cavalry captain❞

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♯݊↯ Kaeya is known to be quite a bold man at the least, always teasing people everywhere he goes but If that's not what you like further more if it makes you uncomfortable he immediately stops the man's a flirt not ass hole.

♯݊↯ He knows what asexuality it on a surface level never really looked too deep into it since isn't one about labels. When he finds out about you being ace he won't ask any questions, you are y/n and will always have his full acceptance!

♯݊↯ Assuming he knew about your asexuality,he would still tease you about things but obviously not in a sexual way you being  comfortable and safe is way more important than some act he puts on for the public eye.

♯݊↯ As soon and I mean as soon as he even has a hunch that your insecure about your asexuality he comforts you and does as much as he can to help you! Not in a smothering manner he knows his limits and boundaries! "Dear there's nothing wrong about you, you're perfectly fine. If anyone tells you otherwise just let me know,ok?"

♯݊↯Someone makes fun of you for your sexuality? Now that just can not do! First off all how dumb does someone have to be to make fun of the cavalry captains lover? The answer is pretty dumb.

"Asexuality isn't even a thing!"

"How about you shut your trap and pay for your drink, I'm sure everyone would love that!"

♯݊↯ never takes you to angle share, not because he doesn't think you can't protect yourself or because he doesn't like your company he'd just rather you not go there. Especially in the late hours there people there who know not a thing about boundaries and kaeya would never want you to experience such sights.

♯݊↯ he's very thankful that he won't have to keep up the whole flirty pretty boy act, it gets tiering sometimes. He's glad he can just be himself around, that he can just rest around you.

Overall he's very chill about it and respects your boundaries and everything!