A/n: I’m trying to be consistent with posting so be good for me
-to be completely honest, he ain’t even know how he bagged you, but he’s utterly happy that he did, even his students notice his mood change, from a scowl that they see basically everyday to a bright smile when he sees you, it’s almost foreign to them to see him smile but they don’t ask any questions cuz they don’t wanna be wrapped in his bindings, but most of the class had to be due to the very noticeable inappropriate stares you’d get (especially from mineta’s creepy ass)
-He loves waking up to your beautiful figure, he even opens the curtains just to see your skin glow, he’d lay there until you wake up just so he can receive the morning kisses you give him, they give him fuel for the day. If it’s his day off, he’d get up and make you breakfast, hair in a low man bun, shirtless, wearing sweatpants low to his v lines and has on a apron with 2 kittens on it. He’s such a beauty
-He wants to go shopping with you all of the time, whether it’s for clothes, the house, or even for groceries, he just loves the bonding moments that happens while doing so
-Adores to hear you rant, the constant sound of your voice is like a angel in his ears, he’s also an amazing listener , never missing a single detail that falls from your lips. He rants about his day also, especially if it was a stressful day, he’d rant while laying on top of you, your fingers gliding across his scalp, easing his headache, sometimes he accidental dozes off to the sensation and you just continue to do it to him until you doze off as well
- loves your different hairstyles and colors, it’s so unique and beautiful to him. He loves the long slightly messy faux locs you get, especially the jewelry you put on em. His heart warms so much when you put them up in the half up n half down style he does all the time.
-The food you cook? Immaculate. He knows that when you moved to Japan, it’d be hard to cook and learn new dishes so he let you cook whatever your heart desires and that was an amazing choice. The baked Mac n Cheese, the Collard greens, the yams, chicken, everything is just so delicious , you lucky if you have enough to get a 2nd plate cuz mans just be goin at it and doesn’t even realize he ate most of the food but you let it slide since you love him so much
-his dates are simple but amazing, y’all would do napping dates which is basically watching scary movies while cuddling and eating snacks. He also likes to go to cafés and chat while eating strawberry muffins and coffee. He adores all his time with you
NSWF
-Whew
-He’s one of those ppl that you’d never expect to be freaky, like at all
- he loves to use his bindings on you, looking at you trying to squirm away while he’s deep into your cervix, he also binds your legs wide open if you try to hide his the pretty brown cunt from him. “Don’t get shy on me baby, show me everything” if he could, he’d stare n play with your pussy all day
- his favorite position to put you in is the mating press, knees on the side of your face, feet dangling in the air, while his hands has a firm grip on your thighs, pushing them down on the mattress as he fucks you slowly and deeply, strings of your arousal connecting with his hips as he slowly thrusts into your warm slick walls
- he craves for eye contact while making love to you, it’s like time stopped and it’s only you and him in the world, his dark low gaze burning with love and lust, even tho his gaze is low, you can still notice the way his pupils are extremely dilated, so are yours
- sleepy sex is a must, both of you would be laying down n cuddling and you’d start lazily grind your ass against his crotch, which gives his the sign to pull his dick out of his pants and pull your shorts down, he’d slowly slip into your hot slick walls and thrust into you, grunts and low moans leaving his lips as he lazily fucks you into an oblivion. Your breathy n broken moans just turns him on even more so he goes just a little harder to chase both of your highs and you both release with loud moans and trembling bodies. He doesn’t even move, he’d stay there and let you cockwarm him till the morning , you guys just can’t get enough of eachother <3
Hey my pretties, sorry this isn’t long but be grateful🙄
kagami lands on his feet, pumping his fist in the air after scoring the winning dunk against touou. before the team could crowd around him, he lifts aomine off the ground and lets him walk away, the blue haired boy obviously in deep thought. turning towards his team, a smile split against his face as his teammates rushed towards him, proud smiles on their faces. the energy in the group was high, and kagami felt buzzed, laughing as the team ruffled his hair and slapped his back approvingly.
they all gave him compliments, and approving looks, but for kagami it went in one ear and out the other.
but his mind is only thinking of one thing.
you
his red eyes turns to where you were standing. you and riko’s hands were locked tightly together jumping excitedly while spinning in circles. your cheers could be heard from across the court, and his heart warmed to see how happy you were for the team. it just proved how much you genuinely cared for all of them as their manager.
kagami stared intensely at you, and he could practically feel the adrenaline pulsing in his veins. his gaze burned holes into your head, and it caused you to turn to him, because you could feel eyes on you. and oh god. the way he was watching you had your heart pounding against your ribs.
“why’s he looking at me like that?”
“did i upset him?”
“no he can’t be upset at me, they just won!”
“is he checking me out? no i’m overthinking.”
“it’s fine y/n, it’s not that deep, girl get ahold of yourself.”
a million thoughts at once, but every single one focused on him. kagami taiga, the man that held your heart in the palm of his hand.
and he wasn’t even yours.
your pounding heart pained, but you sent him a thumbs up and proud smile. this was about him, his win. the teams win.
kagami’s heart hammered feverently against his chest, as it always did whenever you smiled at him. your smile is his favourite thing, it could make the worst loss seem better.
pulling away from the rest of the group, kagami stomped over to you, determination in every step.
“now or never kagami, use this confidence”
what felt like an eternity when it was all just two minutes, kagami’s sweaty form loomed over you, eyes trained on your own, before flitting to your lips.
you peered up at him, confused. why was he still looking at you like that. with so much want in his eyes.
a shiver ran through you as he stepped closer, eyes moving away from your lips, piercing red gaze moving to stare into your brown eyes.
clearing your throat, you asked him breathless:
“kagami”
the tall boy tilted his head, moving closer to your face, his laboured breaths fanning your lips.
“uhm, i just wanted to say good j-“
he interrupted you by pressing his lips against your own, cradling his hot hands against your warmed face. kagami was so close you could feel the heat radiating from his body, and the proximity he was in startled you, but you wasted no time in returning the kiss, he gave you the opportunity. you weren’t about to let it go.
sliding his hands down your arms, which were still glued to your sides, leaving goosebumps in his wake causing you to shiver again. he placed his hands on your waist, and pulled you closer to his body, and you immediately looped your arms around his neck, playing with the red tufts at the nape of his neck.
the crowds cheers swelled, and you were the first to, reluctantly pull away once you remembered your surroundings. kagami’s eyes were still on you, hooded and dark. he wanted more.
peeking behind his shoulder, some of the team looked shocked, and some smug as if they were waiting for it to happen, waiting for one of you two to finally break.
you hid in his neck in embarrassment and groaned. kagami, was slightly red but regretted none of his actions, his heart was still singing.
“i’ve been wanting to do that for so long” he whispered in your ear.
“you’ll get another opportunity, when we get back to my place?” you suggested, looking up at him hopefully.
kagami almost broke his neck from how enthusiastically he nodded and you laughed at him.
going on your toes you whispered
“we can have a little more, privacy.” you kissed his cheek and practically skipped away towards riko, leaving a shocked kagami behind you.
“she’s gonna be the death of me”
a/n - how do you write better kissing scenes this is so sick😒 hope y’all liked this tho cause i was really kicking my feet writing it.
i haven’t been on tumblr in a WHILE. so if i didn’t reply to y’all’s tags, or comments i’m not mean i promise 😭 i just have more notifs than i was expecting ! thank you all so much for the love, y’all have really motivated me to improve my writing and it makes me tear up not gonna lie
- daiki is an overall very touchy person, but not the pda type. he’s the type to always have his arm around you or his pinky interlaced with your own. at night his only thought is to fall asleep holding you and in mornings it’s not any different. his brain isn’t awake so all he can think of his holding you. i’m an avid believer of aomine love language being physical touch
- no matter how much you love his hands wrapped around, there have been multiple mornings where you wake up with your bonnet in his grip, because of the sleeping position you two fell asleep in last night, with his hands protecting your head. the number of kisses be gave you in exchange for forgiveness didnt even help.
- you’re very cuddly too so when there’s no school or early morning basketball practice, you two tend to stay in bed together for an extra hour or more, you always being the mature partner and deciding to actually lug yourself up to make something for the two of you.
- on non-busy days, you like to make tea/coffee, humming a tune. and as if on queue, aomine comes behind you, wrapping his long tan arms around you, continuously pecking the side of your head, smiling at your small giggles
- once you finished brewing the caffeinated drinks, aomine wasted no time pushing you against the counter to hold you, practically forcing his whole body mass on you. you didn’t mind, you liked being surrounded in his presence.
- “you stink”, you whisper to him, cackling at his shocked expression. he really didn’t you just liked to tease. groaning, he pushed himself off of you and turned to the cooker
- sipping your tea, you observe him making pancakes and waffles, extra food for his big ass appetite. you admired his shirtless form as his back muscles flexed, getting all the ingredients and utensils he needed.
- you continue to watch him move lithely around the kitchen with a soft smile on your face, you loved looking at your pretty boyfriend. you could all day if you wanted to.
- ”you’re so pretty,” you stated. “i’m lucky to have you daiki”.
- your words were like nectar to his heart, filling him up, ready to burst. aomine stalls in the kitchen, and as you walk toward him and you can see the blush on his ears, you let out a laugh.
- you hug him from behind you whisper “my pretty, pretty boy” . aomine almost drops the pan and grumbled at you to get off of him, but makes no move to remove your arms, so you just hug him tighter.
“i’m lucky to have you too darling”
a/n: i know i said i’ll post y’all and i’m sorry. my holiday has just been me catching up with my mum as i hasn’t seen her for 9-10 months or so since i go to boarding school in a different country <3 hope this makes up for it hehe🫶🏾
this post is for @saintblk - sorry for taking so long with the request </3 forgive me lovely
first of all your writing is so good ! got me fallin in love with takao after reading your drabble:(
second, if you’re still taking tea prompts, could you do mornings with aomine? i been craving some soft!aomine for a while😭 even if you can’t, thanks anyway i’m just glad i discovered your blog:)
OMG OF COURSEEE! ive been writing multiple things at once, so i’ll make sure to get that to you as soon as i can ok <3 thanks for the request love i love aomine so much HEHEHE
takao let out a sigh, slinging his sports bag over his shoulder as he walked into practice late. he suddenly heard a loud whistle past his ear, and a flash of orange as a ball loudly hit the metal door behind him. gasping in shock, takao spun around scouting the court to find the team member that just tried to take his life.
midorima was slowly putting his arm down as he smirked at him, shoving his glasses back up his smug face before turning around to grab a ball and practice shooting.
“shin what the fuck?” takao shouted, interrupted by no other than miyaji slapping the backside of his head
“takao you idiot you’re late” miyaji growled, grabbing his ear and tugging at it mercilessly, takao whining in protest.
“i’m sorry i lost track of time, and i forgot we had practice today!” takao replied swatting the newly applied captain’s hand away.
“whatever, at least you’re earlier than our new manager, go get changed in five minutes or you’re dead”
giving him a mocking salute, takao jogged to the changing room to get dressed.
once he was back outside, there was a loud impatient banging coming from outside the door, the team looked at in question and ignored it going back to playing.
as takao was just about to walk onto the court the banging started again and the team stopped again.
“midorima open the door” miyaji dismissively instructed.
“why, takao was late. he should open the door”
miyaji thought it over before nodding and jutting his chin toward the door. takao let out a groan before dragging himself to the door and swinging it open.
his eyes were met with a chest and he slowly looked up, and had to control his jaw from dropping
your bohemian braids reached your waist, but a plain black claw clip kept them out of your face. your legs were long, the length of your skirt barely concealing the entirety of your brown legs, knees dusted a shade darker. takao’s eyes trailed back up to your full lips, which were adorned by brown lip liner and gloss and he found himself absent-mindedly licking his own, wondering what your gloss tasted like. strawberry? cocoa? vanilla? or did it taste like nothing at all-
“ugh finally, why were you guys ignoring my knocking? i was here for a good five minutes y’know” you stated, smiling down at him, to show you weren’t being serious.
“uh what?” takao said snapped out of his daze.
“what do you mean what? did you not hear me or something? i said-“
“no no you don’t have to repeat sorry. who are you?”
“i’m the new manager, can you let me in its cold out here” you chirped, waiting for his response. when he still dumbly stared at you, you grabbed his shoulders to gently shove him back inside and stepped in after him, looking around the room in awe.
“YOU’RE LATE Y/N” miyaji screamed, stomping over to your frozen form.
“yuya i’m sorryyy i got lost!” you pouted as he constantly whacked you over your head in anger.
“your mom says to get you settled and me being the amazing friend i am try my best to get you new friends! and you flunked it you idiot. you should be glad i love you y/n.” he grumbled finally giving your head a break.
you smiled up at him brightly, takao noticing there wasn’t much of a height difference between the two of you and felt himself get flustered.
“so tall” he thought
“hmph you and this gaping idiot over here will get along, bunch of latecomers”
turning towards him you looked down at him with a wide smile and his heart hammered in his chest.
“nice to meet you, i’m y/n!” your voice resounded in his head and he felt a heavy blush on his face, ignoring miyaji’s smug smirk.
“takao, nice to meet you too.” he said dumbly, limbs feeling heavy as he stumbled away from you. each step he took you watched him, entranced by the confidence he seemed to emit, his biceps flexing as he stretched. the way he smiled at his teammates while on court, and the sheer focus and passion he seemed to have for basketball. it was all terribly attractive and you heart hammered wildly against your chest.
hey bee! i havent said anything forever im so sorry T_T i know i'm so late but for the pink asks hoe about hibiscus and pastel pink? i hope you're having a good day! 💕
it’s alright! i’ve missed you :)) i hope you’re doing well! i haven’t been writing for a while but i got a ton of things in the drafts and i’ll write those pink asks for you as soon as i can since i’m on holiday 🥰🥰
would you possibly add Kaeya and Thoma to your "trapped together" drabbles? it's one of my favorite tropes and i absolutely loved your writings for Zhongli and Diluc! 🥺
Trapped Together (Kaeya, Thoma, Gorou)
notes: not @ me procrastinating schoolwork to finish this- aye aye! It's also a scenario I rly like but brainstorming for it is kind of hard. I tried writing this more formally than the last one, I hope it's better :>
contains: sfw intimacy, GN reader, implied smaller-physique reader
masterlist || (Diluc and Zhongli Version)
Kaeya
What was supposed to be a simple scouting mission with the Cavalry Knights ended up with being thrown into a well with knee-deep waters, your captain pressed up against you, and Fatui skirmishes loudly snickering as they closed the lid.
This wasn't how things usually went for the ever-so-capable Cavalry Captain; perhaps he shouldn't have taken one too many bottles of wine last night just so he could fend off the nightmares of lands long forgotten. Nightmares were easier to deal with as a child when he lived in the comfort of the winery; where he had a reliable brother he could always sneak in bed with, someone who naturally radiated warmth with or without the pyro vision.
"Captain? Captain!"
The regrets clouding his mind snapped away at your lure. You sigh when his eye finally meets yours, you were getting worried about his lack of attention. In truth, he's just back from wherever his self-depreciation took him.
Kaeya feels you shiver against him; he doesn't mean to embrace you, it's just that the space of the well could barely fit a standing man so he places one hand on the small of your back and the other to lean on the stone wall beside him, encircling you with his much larger form.
"You're frosting the water." You point out and he notices the light frost coating the surface around his legs. A habit you noticed whenever he's particularly anxious. "Are you feeling alright, captain?"
Kaeya hesitates to answer a snarky comment; you've been his right-hand knight long enough to recognize his white lies, "Yeah, I'm good. Any injuries?"
"A few scratches to my back but you softened my fall enough. And you?"
A smug smile graces his lips, "I always said you'll fall for me soon enough but I didn't mean-"
"Seeing as you're well enough, carry me up, I'll check if I can reach the lid." You point your hand upward, the mouth of the well was at least 13 feet away but you could at least try.
"About that..." Kaeya trails off with a chuckle. You raise your eyebrow at him as he gestures weakly to his limp shoulder. Realization hits you.
"You broke your shoulder?" You gasp, immediately turning to it but he stops you, hissing through clenched teeth at the sudden pain.
"Don't- don't move so much. Just let it be."
"Was it during the fight?" You ask, now carefully inspecting it.
Actually, it was when you fell on him but he isn't going to say that. "Yes."
"Tsk. Fatui bastards." You mumble under your breath and he almost chuckles at the familiarity of your words had it been from a certain redhead. "We need to get you to a healer." You're looking up at the lid again, inspecting the walls for some sort of leverage but find none.
You sigh, leaning back on the walls.
"I'm sorry. It's cold, isn't it?" Kaeya breaks the silence, inching away from you as much as the little space allows. You realize you've been shivering the whole time, the cold of the water and approaching night seeping into you. It doesn't help that you're with a cryo allogene who's very much aware of his naturally cool core temperature.
"Not at all, captain." You clench your teeth, holding back the next shiver. You were trained to handle such conditions.
"You don't have to lie." He smirks.
"And what could admitting that I'm cold achieve anything?" You question back to match his teasing. Kaeya eyes you down and the smirk slowly falls from his face in discernment, as if realizing how you both ended up in this situation in the first place.
"... I must apologize, the mission didn't go quite as planned," He offers you a smile that doesn't quite reach his eyes. Your brows furrow together.
"You don't have to apologize, captain. No one expected skirmishers to be in the area."
"Regardless, I placed my squad at risk."
"We follow you accepting those risks."
He doesn't reply, single eye looking far off in thought as you sigh. You don't understand why your captain has been overworking himself these days and it has the rest of his team worrying. If only he would let you help him beyond your duties.
"The others should be returning with the back up by now. I meant it when I said we accept the risks. You're our captain and we'll follow you no matter what, whether it's for a mission or..." You mutter the last part, trailing off. He gives you a questioning look and you felt compelled to continue, "Or anything. We- I trust you. It's only natural."
Suddenly the space feels a little bit warmer as a blush rises to your cheeks. This wasn't how conversations usually went for the cavalry captain's right-hand knight – the strict professionalism you usually wear fading along with the adrenaline from your previous battle.
"Oh? Is this a confession?" He jokes, leaning his face closer to yours, "Not the most romantic of settings but I suppose we only need ourselves to- ah..." He pauses as he stares down at you, your face surely as bright as a sunsettia even in the dim light.
It is a confession, he realizes, albeit a rather indirect one.
"You like me?" He means to ask genuinely yet it comes off as teasing. Don't be mistaken, though, he's wholeheartedly surprised that the junior he's been feeling butterflies for far too long actually held any semblance of affection for him other than respect.
You don't reply as heat pools your face and you would give anything to be able to run or push him away at least an inch further – damn tiny wells.
"I can't believe you like me," He laughs, resting his forehead on the wall behind you. His hair tickles the side of your face.
"I- I didn't say that!" You stutter, hands reaching up to rest on his chest. The unconscious effort to keep space backfires as the intimate position leaves you even more flustered.
"But you're not denying it?"
"I'm denying it now!"
"Really?"
"Yes!"
"What a shame because I definitely like you."
"I-- wait, what?"
He chuckles and suddenly, light shines from above as the lid is removed, a troop of knights peeking down.
"We've found sir Kaeya and knight L/N!" A knight announces before turning back to face down, "Are you both okay? We're sorry it took so long!"
"Peachy with a possible shoulder fracture but you could have taken longer." Kaeya laughs, "We wouldn't mind." He winks at you as you lightly shove him, heart beating erratically. The watching knight takes the statement as sarcasm.
"Let's continue this later, shall we?" He says, handing you the rope they dropped, "Perhaps after seeing a healer and a hot shower, we could- ahem," With the light in the well, you could finally notice the light blush dusting his cheeks, "I could take you to Angel's Share. My treat. How does that sound to you?"
He offers you a genuine smile, feeling much happier than he did when the day started. Perhaps everything will be okay.
Thoma
Lavish parties and business dinners were a norm in the Kamisato estate. You were no stranger to these parties as a noble yourself, but when your carefully crafted facade of politeness starts to feel a little too tiring, can you really be blamed for wanting to get away?
You only wanted to take a break for a few minutes so when you saw the little opening between sliding doors to a dark room, you took your chance and slipped in, closing the doors shut with a loud exhale.
"Um... What are you doing here?"
You jolt at the noise, turning to face a blonde Mondsadter. He held a broom in one hand and a cloth on the other.
The wheels began to turn in your head as you take in your surroundings, a little broom closet fit to hold two people max. It had just enough space for you to stand without touching the other by an few inches.
"Pardon me, I'll just-" You try to bring the sliding doors open but they only shake loudly. "O-oh, the doors..."
"Please allow me," Thoma scoots around you to the door, it only shakes at his effort. "Oh, seems like it really is locked, huh. You don't have to worry, this happens way more than you think. I should've gotten it fixed ages ago."
"I'm sorry, because I closed it..."
"Hey, hey! It's not your fault. You couldn't have known and- wait, why are you here in the first place?" He looks at you curiously, voice not at all accusing but instead, held a gentle curiosity. "It's not that you're not allowed in the broom closet, but..."
"I just needed some fresh air from the party. I was expecting this to be a guest room, really."
"Ah! So you're one of the guests! I really- I should apologize, lady or sir..." He trails off, seemingly flustered by the situation.
"Y/N is fine, and yours?"
"Thoma," He grins, "I'm a housekeeper of the estate."
"Is there any way we can open this from the inside?"
"Not that I'm aware of... I usually keep trying but we'd have better luck waiting for someone else to help."
Except, you can't afford to wait for someone else. You were a noble and getting caught in a tight broom closet with the Kamisato housekeeper could cause all sorts of rumors, regardless of the truth.
"Here, let me stand there," He switches your place, hand lightly pushing your shoulder to another direction so that he's the one standing by the entrance, "I'll see if I can un-jam it."
But he couldn't and minutes passed in silence before you couldn't take it anymore and decided to make small talk. Reputation be damned. Your conversation flowed and you found your facade slipping into one of a genuine cheer; he was easy to talk to, and although he maintained his polite speech – sans your name which you told him to use – he was still very carefree and talkative.
"I've only seen pictures so far but I didn't think the Anemo Archon statue would be that huge!"
"Oh it is! You have to crane your neck up just to see the wings. They say if you make a wish on the palms of Barbatos, it'll come true."
"I wish I could see it. I grew up in Inazuma – even then, I've only been to the cities and towns." You sigh. It wasn't easy growing up heavily guarded.
"I see... Regardless, there's also so much to see in the city! Perhaps if you have the time, I can tour yo- no, wait. I'm sorry, got carried away there," He laughs, hand scratching the back of his neck awkwardly, "I shouldn't be asking this of a noble..."
A clatter comes from the door behind Thoma. The door slides open halfway, the pyro user lodging his foot to prevent it from completely opening and exposing you.
"Thoma? Have you been stuck here the whole time? The commissioner is looking for you!"
"I- I'll be there in a second. Just need to- um, grab some things." He says, moving to cover more of you. The servant gives him an odd look before nodding and walking away.
"Whew, that was close." He mutters as you look up at him.
"I didn't think you'd do that," You laugh lightly, arms crossed, "I was somewhat prepared to be caught in... a sort of scandal."
Pink dusted his cheeks as Thoma looks away from you, "I wouldn't be a good retainer of the Kamisato clan if I can't at least be aware of that..." He coughs in his hand, composing himself, "We should go now. I'll leave first and you can slip out a little after-" He turns to leave the space you've founded your friendship in but you grab onto his arm, pulling him back in.
"Getting caught in a broom closet with a retainer would cause quite a stir but..." You smile, "A 'meeting' with the Kamisato retainer wouldn't be that odd. I must say I enjoyed our conversation. And I believe we have a great dynamic. If your offer of touring me around the city still stands then... I hope you don't mind."
His face lights up almost immediately, nodding his head, "Yeah! Sure! We can make arrangements and I'll... I- well, I like our dynamic too." He grins, unconsciously holding onto the hand you placed on his arm, "I guess broom closets aren't that ba-"
"Thoma, what is taking you so lon-" Ayato shoves open the sliding doors, eyeing the pyro allogene before his eyes land on you. His eyes widened and a smile lay frozen on his face before he pulls the sliding door shut with a slam, footsteps peppering away from the closet.
"I apologize, please continue. I shall take my leave-"
"Commissioner, no!"
"My lord! The lock!"
Gorou
Getting caught by the Shogunate army was just one of the scenarios to expect after joining the resistance. Getting caught and tied together with your General, who's also your long-time crush, wasn't.
"I can't believe they even tied my tail! Ugh, just great. I bet they think it's funny." Gorou mutters behind you. His tail tied between both your wrists as you sit back to back.
"Should we think of a way to escape?" You ask, tugging on the restraints, causing the general to yelp.
"Please don't tug. My tail..."
"Ah sorry! Sorry! I'll just... sit still."
You sit in silence, the occasional tug at the ropes and squirming being the only activity to distract you. A part of you wanted to squish his tail with your hand, but you resisted with all your might.
With the warmth of his back on yours, you nervously allowed yourself to lean back closer. Can you really be blamed? This was a rare opportunity of intimacy with your general, someone you wouldn't even touch if not for your sparring sessions!
"Are you alright? You seem to be leaning on me. Are you getting dizzy?" He snaps you out from your daydream, worriedly glancing at you from the corner of his eye.
"Ah, no, I'm uh-" You bit your lip, "You're just warm." You spout randomly, not that it was a lie. He was really warm.
"Oh. Um, are you cold?"
"No."
"What?"
"I mean, yes." A blush rises to your face. Were you that nervous over the situation? You're a trained soldier, dangit! Just focus. Focus. Focus on warm back and fluffy tail... No!
"Uh... okay." Gorou shuffles, a blush dusting his own cheeks, "You can- Um, feel free to lean on my back then."
"Yeah, alright. Thanks." You responded stiffly, not trusting your voice and ignoring your erratic heartbeat.
"No problem."
After a moment of silence, you decided to speak again.
"You can, um... also lean on my back. If you want."
"Oh, sure! Yeah. Sounds good."
The silence settles again and you try to calm your racing heart, taking deep breaths.
"Your tail is... really fluffy."
Archons, where was that book of conversation starters when you need one?
"I um, fluff it everyday so I'm glad you think so."
"It's probably nice to touch."
"It is."
"Can I touch it?"
"What?"
"Nothing."
"You asked to pet my tail?" As if on cue, it twitches between your backs.
"Maybe..."
You swear your heart could be heard from the outside now that it's loudly thumping your eardrums. Unbeknownst to you, Gorou was nervously calming his own heart.
"You- you can touch it." He stutters out.
"Really?"
"Yeah, I won't mind."
"I thought you didn't like anyone touching it." You ponder, fingers carefully brushing through the fur you can reach now. It was awkward and odd but you couldn't take back your own proposal.
"It's fine if it's you." He admits, coughing.
"What?"
"Nothing."
Kazuha, please come save these lovesick idiots.
note: is it obvious that I love found family tropes with how much I reference kaeya and diluc's brotherhood in my works- hdwkufsah also I wrote gorou's while sleep deprived so...
i'm so happy that annabeth is black because the whole "ppl don't take me seriously cause i'm blonde" bs? never made sense. but if that becomes "people don't respect me because i'm a black woman"... dude that HITS. people never respect me because of my race. i always have to prove myself in other ways. this could mean so much if it's pulled off right
