Heyaa! I'm Iomoru but you may call me Io or Moru for short, I am a student writer therefore my replies would be slow, but I'll try my best to answer them quickly! ★ o(〃＾▽＾〃)o
Hello, this is Iomoru's brother, Oliver. I'm reaching out to let you know that the reason why my sister has been inactive lately is because she was admitted to a mental health hospital due to severe depression and bpd. Her struggles led her to almost take her own life. At this time, we’re not sure when she’ll be discharged, but I want to thank you all for the love and support you’ve shown her throughout the months she’s been writing. It truly means a lot to her and to our family.
sometimes you can't fathom why the dearest heir of the kaedehara clan would sneak out off the elders' sight just to pick flowers with you on a normal wednesday afternoon.
he has his life sorted out in front of him, all he has to do is to follow the footsteps of his predecessor and learn how the system flows.
but kazuha would rather stutter in making excuses just to get out of his classes or beg their servants to play along his little cover just so he can dash out of the mansion...
on his way to you.
the risk this man is willing to take just to be here baffles you, but he only cracks a (lovely) laugh whenever you scold him for once again fooling the clan higher-ups.
"you can't always risk your life for me!"
"but i want to be with you."
"what if they'll punish you?"
"then i'll just endure it and come back to you."
when kazuha smiles, his eyes create crescents. your hand reaches to cup his cheek, your eyes revealing your devoted love for him. he leans in to your touch and closes his eyes. the breeze smells of freedom for being in your solace is what freedom feels like for kazuha.
because he can just be kazuha with you, the kazuha you choose to love.
"you want this idiot right, yn? you know i'll always be here."
oohh a fic with genshin men (kinich, kazuha, wriothesley, scara) where they accidentally hurt you (minor only - like scratches, not physical abuse or anyt) while in a heated argument and then a part on how they would apologize? tyty just a quick drabble I had in my head while scrolling Tumblr ^.^
Sincere Regrets
➢ 𝐀/𝐧: I deeply apologize for the late reply Neptune anon, I lost the motivation to write lately so I didn't manage to write this quickly. Although I do hope this satisfies your needs!<3 (＾ω＾)
➢ 𝐆𝐞𝐧𝐫𝐞: Canon Verse, Light Angst, Angst w/ comfort, Gn! Reader, Second Person, Not Proofread
➢ 𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐬: Kinich, Kazuha, Wriothesley, Scaramouche
➢ 𝐒𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: In the heat of an argument, you're accidentally hurt by his actions. Regret follows quickly, and he apologizes, showing how much he truly cares for you.
The argument was over his stubbornness. You had been walking beside him when you reached out to stop him from recklessly walking into danger.
“Let me handle it!” he snapped, brushing your hand away. But his hand caught yours with more force than he intended, pushing you slightly backward. You stumbled, tripping on a loose stone.
He immediately turned, his fiery gaze softening into alarm. “I didn’t mean to…” His voice faltered as he reached for you, pulling you upright with unexpected gentleness.
Later that night, he sat beside you by the fire. “I shouldn’t have acted like that,” he murmured, his golden eyes dim with regret. “Your safety matters more to me than anything, even my pride. I’m sorry for hurting you.” He carefully took your hand, tracing where he’d accidentally struck it, his touch filled with reverence.
Kazuha
The storm outside matched the intensity of your argument. Kazuha rarely raised his voice, but the disagreement had pushed him past his usual calm demeanor.
“I don’t need your pity!” he exclaimed, turning sharply. In his frustration, his shoulder bumped into yours, sending you back a step against the table behind you.
His eyes widened, his anger dissipating instantly. “Are you alright?” His hands hovered near you, unsure if you wanted his touch after what had happened.
Later, he stood with his back to you, his voice soft yet steady. “I’ve let my emotions cloud my judgment, and in doing so, I hurt the one person I cherish most.” He turned to face you, his gaze filled with quiet sincerity. “Will you let me make it up to you?”
Wriothesley
The argument had been brewing for a while, like steam building up in one of the massive pressure chambers in his domain. He paced the room, his usual composure slipping.
“Stop acting like you know what’s best for me!” he growled, throwing his hands up in frustration. One of them accidentally brushed against your arm with a surprising amount of force, pushing you slightly into the doorframe.
The sound of the impact made him freeze. He immediately crossed the space between you, his hands cradling your face. “Did I—did I hurt you?” His voice was low, filled with panic he couldn’t hide.
He spent the rest of the evening by your side, an ice pack in hand even though the mark had already faded. “I shouldn’t have lost control,” he admitted, his stormy eyes soft. “You mean more to me than my temper ever will. Please forgive me.”
Scaramouche
“Why do you always have to push me?” His words were sharp, cutting deeper than you’d like to admit. In his exasperation, he turned, his hand accidentally brushing against your shoulder. The force wasn’t much, but it was enough to make you stumble slightly.
You steadied yourself, glaring at him. The anger in his eyes flickered, quickly replaced by guilt. “I didn’t… I wasn’t trying to…” He struggled to find the words, his expression tense.
Later, he found you sitting alone, his footsteps hesitant as he approached. “Look,” he began, his voice softer than usual, “I know I’m awful at showing it, but I… I didn’t mean to hurt you.” He awkwardly held out a small pouch of your favorite snack. “This doesn’t fix everything, but… I’ll try harder. I promise.”
kinich x r4ped reader fic where reader finally feels safe to try again. at the start can be just confidence to have physical contact and you can end it with suggestiveness or fluff! hope you are comfortable to write about topics like these, and I feel it needs more recognition!
i forgot what anon i was but i think mars anonnie? tyy
Very sorry for the late reply! I'm still thinking about making the fanfic or not since this is pretty much a sensitive topic for me, so I apologize if I end up not writing it at all, but I'll try my best to do so! (´∩ω∩｀)
⊰♡⊱ This is a Genshin Impact blog, so expect most/all of my works to be genshin, I can write for other fandoms although I'll only do it if requested! (Or if I feel like it,)
⊰♡⊱ Also for my anons, please use the names I gave you so I wouldn't get confused! (For the anons that I already had given a name)
⊰♡⊱ I also name my anons after astronomy stuff ehe :3 (although if you already have a name for yourself then I'll be using that!)
Hiii ioooo !!! I really liked your skater bf fic aaaa its so cute ^.^ if you don't mind, can you make a fic where skater bf tries to teach the reader how to skate but the reader either slips or is so nervous they could barely move ?
- Mercury anon
Aaaa do I pop into your asks too often
“Just Relax, I Got You.”
➢ 𝐀/𝐧: Im so sorry for the late reply! (ᗒᗩᗕ) I got too busy studying for my upcoming test this week, And I don't mind you requesting as much as you like! <3 in fact I'm actually glad that you do because people don't send me reqs most of the time, ╥﹏╥ (you can imagine this with your favs!!<33)
➢ 𝐆𝐞𝐧𝐫𝐞: Modern! Au, Fluff, Gn! Reader, Second Person, Proofread
➢ 𝐒𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: Your skater boyfriend tries to teach you how to skate, but your nervousness leave you frozen in place. Despite your struggles, he stays patient and reassuring, catching you when you stumble and turning the lesson into a sweet moment filled with laughter and love.
The skate park buzzed with life around you—wheels screeching, laughter echoing, and the occasional thud of someone hitting the concrete. Meanwhile, you stood frozen on a skateboard, legs locked, arms stiff at your sides, and heart pounding like a drum.
"Okay, babe, just bend your knees a little," your skater boyfriend said, his hand resting on your arm for balance. He stood a few steps away, grinning like this was the most fun he’d had all day. "You’re doing great!"
"I’m literally just standing here," you shot back, barely moving an inch.
"Exactly! Baby steps!" he teased, stepping closer and adjusting your posture. "Now, try pushing off—just a little. I’m right here."
You glanced down at the board beneath your feet, which seemed a lot less stable than his effortless cruising made it look. "If I move, I’m gonna die."
"You’re not gonna die," he laughed, reaching for your hands. "You’ve got me. Just trust yourself—and me."
Despite the reassurance, your grip on his hands was so tight he winced. "Ow, okay, gentle there, Hulk," he said, shaking his hands out dramatically.
"Sorry!" you squeaked, nervously shifting your weight. The board wobbled, and your stomach flipped.
"Hey, hey, look at me," he said, stepping close and locking eyes with you. "I won’t let you fall, okay? Just lean forward, push a little, and I’ll keep you steady."
Swallowing your nerves, you nodded. Slowly, you placed one foot on the ground to push off—but the moment the board started moving, panic surged through you.
"Im gonna fall!" you yelped, stumbling forward.
Before you could fall, he caught you with ease, laughing as he held you steady. "Okay, okay, maybe we’ll work on standing still first," he said, pulling you into a quick hug to calm you down.
You groaned, burying your face in his chest. "I’m hopeless."
"No, you’re adorable," he said, pressing a kiss to your forehead." And I’ll teach you, even if it takes all day. But for now…" He helped you off the board, grabbed it, and hopped on. "You’re gonna sit back and watch me show off instead."
You rolled your eyes but couldn’t help smiling as he skated away, throwing a wink over his shoulder. Maybe skating wasn’t your thing, but with him around, you didn’t mind trying.
