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i love you a little more than you realize.

[kazumist]

vie or aki! any pronouns. semi-inactive due to a busy personal life. a sfw multi-fandom writing blog. soshiro and caleb’s lover girl ! ⸜(｡˃ ᵕ ˂ )⸝

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[kazumist]

bello and happy april !

as per usual, things unfortunately got hectic for me so i wasnt able to write updates for upmel wp rewrite </3 but ever since my recent free time, i decided to start on a new project !

if youre a fan of the percy jackson series, this one’s for you :) and its nor x reader for once (wow) and around seven parts (5 are actual chapters) are out right neow!

what she did to my heart was sheer, inexplicable magic. ─────────────── percy jackson / fem!oc. tlt - tlo. started 02.22.26. © AKIAMIS

this is basically a cabin ten oc (with my own twist of angst) x percy jackson fic but this is based on the books and not the series !!! i struggled to decide whether i want the show or the books but honestly i find the books easier and more to fun to write compared to the show

(also because i dont have / cant find a face claim for my oc due to her ethnicity. Woops)

[kazumist]

hi!

it’s been a long long while now since i last made my presence known on this blog. and honestly? i don’t have any other reason or explanation other than my past ones :,)

as much as i hate to repeat myself, i (again) got caught up in life. with academics and extra curricular activities on my workload all the time, i couldn’t really find the right time to sit down and write. and eventually, i lost my spark when it came to writing. i got heavily burnt out when it came to both reading and writing in general hence why i stopped being active overall.

i only came back to just reading by late september or so. and when i opened my inbox again yesterday, i decided to jump back into the past and reread my smaus,,, and holy shit i can’t believe i wrote them honestly.

so this ended up with me making another impulsive decision that i can actually see myself pursuing slowly but surely :)

remember my shs universe? yeah well i decided to rewrite it on wattpad. after rereading, i realized that i still wanted to continue the series. however, i don’t have the proper motivation to actually do smaus anymore. hence why i chose wattpad as a platform instead as it gives me the chance to flesh out the story and characters more, giving me more freedom to do more monologues where i wouldn’t be limited by the use of “social media”

you can find me on wattpad under the user @/AKIAMIS :) as i’m writing this post, i’m also currently rewriting the third chapter of you + me = love already.

will i ever post content here again? maybe. i’m not exactly sure yet. because i actually quit genshin impact a long time ago, and i haven’t played hsr in a while too. so i don’t actually know who to write for these days except for the characters that i’m familiar with.

this isn’t a good bye but a see you soon i guess :)

[kazumist]

hallo you + me = love is officially published on wp…. happy feb !

in dire need of a passing grade, the faculty had taken it upon themselves to get you a tutor asap. insert diluc, a grade 12 STEM student

[kazumist]

hi!

it’s been a long long while now since i last made my presence known on this blog. and honestly? i don’t have any other reason or explanation other than my past ones :,)

as much as i hate to repeat myself, i (again) got caught up in life. with academics and extra curricular activities on my workload all the time, i couldn’t really find the right time to sit down and write. and eventually, i lost my spark when it came to writing. i got heavily burnt out when it came to both reading and writing in general hence why i stopped being active overall.

i only came back to just reading by late september or so. and when i opened my inbox again yesterday, i decided to jump back into the past and reread my smaus,,, and holy shit i can’t believe i wrote them honestly.

so this ended up with me making another impulsive decision that i can actually see myself pursuing slowly but surely :)

remember my shs universe? yeah well i decided to rewrite it on wattpad. after rereading, i realized that i still wanted to continue the series. however, i don’t have the proper motivation to actually do smaus anymore. hence why i chose wattpad as a platform instead as it gives me the chance to flesh out the story and characters more, giving me more freedom to do more monologues where i wouldn’t be limited by the use of “social media”

you can find me on wattpad under the user @/AKIAMIS :) as i’m writing this post, i’m also currently rewriting the third chapter of you + me = love already.

will i ever post content here again? maybe. i’m not exactly sure yet. because i actually quit genshin impact a long time ago, and i haven’t played hsr in a while too. so i don’t actually know who to write for these days except for the characters that i’m familiar with.

this isn’t a good bye but a see you soon i guess :)

[kazumist]

kazumist come back..😔😔🙏🙏

im tryign…..

[kazumist]

Not really a request but I thought I should tell you

I’ve been really enjoying your shs smau series TwT i remember i was reading diluc’s after my first day of community college and i generally teared up twice reading it through (it and caused me to kinda romanticize the rest of the semester the effects fictional men does to me)

I’m currently binging childe’s and so far I’ve been really enjoying to the point ms. independent inspired me to created a character based on her and to revisit an old story concept from a few years ago to add them to the story and I’m excited to revisit that story concept bc it was silly yet kinda meaningful to me?

anyways, take your time and I hope you enjoy your day/night ^^

aaaaaaa hello 🥹

i’m so so sooo sorry that it took me like. 7 months to reply but thank youuuuu! 🥹 im so glad you liked diluc and tutee’s story, it was fun writing them as well hehe

and also omg?? i didnt know that childes story would have that impact on someone :,) im actually gonna be so honest,,,, the draft of the final chapter is still on my google docs. and the draft of the next chapter is still on my drafts here on tumblr :,)))

thank you again! im glad that my shs universe is so enjoyable for you <3

[himbo-kuto]

plot: when you're about to argue but you're so pretty that his brain short circuits (all lads men)

rafayel:

when your phone rang early this morning while you were on your morning jog with a panicked rafayel on the line, you knew what he was calling about. yesterday while you were visiting rafyel’s studio, you found it in disarray. paint, brushes and a variety of different papers littered any and all surfaces. you usually asked rafayel when you throw away scraps in his studio, but this time the clutter was driving you mad that you just threw away anything in sight that looked like garbage.

“hey– sorry to call you so early in the morning. did you or thomas clean my studio yesterday? there was this sketch somewhere around here with a bunch of colors and scribbles for my exhibits that’s coming up and now I can’t find it–” busted. you heard the ruffling of papers through the phone as he frantically searched for it. the guilt washed over you as you tried to formulate what to say. 

“i– i’m actually pretty close by. let me come over and help you find it.” he sighed in relief as felt like his drawing was saved. 

“thanks, i’ll see you soon.” it was your turn to sigh as you continued your jog (now sprint) over to rafayel’s studio. you might as well use this time to try and figure out ways for him to forgive you. 

you stood in front of the gate for a moment, chewing your thumb out of nervous habit before pushing through. you knew rafayel wouldn’t be mad at you, but just the fact you set back his work upset you. 

upon entering, rafayel’s back was to you. one hand was in his hair, the other on his hip as if he was trying to retrace all his steps. but before your brain could even register, you just blurted out the truth. 

“raf, i threw away the sketch– i’m so sorry! i was in here yesterday and the clutter was driving me insane! i couldn’t even get through here so i just grabbed things that looked like garbage and threw it away–” you had your eyes squeezed tight, not even wanting to see the potentially frustrated expression he was wearing. but when no response came, you peaked through your right eye to see that he was only blushing behind his own hand. 

it didn’t register that you were wearing your workout clothes– a matching set that hugged your body, well everywhere. the top you had on was a fitted cropped quarter zip jacket and unbeknownst to you on your sprint over, it had unzipped all the way– your cleavage on full display. though your hair was tucked under a cap, the way it clung to your face and chest from  your sweat didn’t go unnoticed by rafayel. 

you couldn’t help but bite back a smile as you saw the tips of his ears go red. you decided you were going to use this to your advantage. inching closer to him, you clasped your hands behind your back which only pushed your chest out further. he weakly held up his forearm as he looked away trying to get ahold of any working brain cells, but he showed no resistance once your chest made contact. you rested your chin on top of his arm, looking up innocently at him. 

“i’m sorry raf.. could you forgive me? i’ll clear my schedule and help you come up with another draft…” you spoke just above a whisper, afraid he’ll explode if you spoke any louder. a long (shakey) sigh escaped his lips along with what you interpreted as “you’ll be the death of me i swear…”

he fully turned toward you, one hand on your shoulder as the other one zipped your jacket all the way up to your neck. he cleared his throat as he cupped your cheeks together, swiftly kissing your pursed lips. 

“you better keep your promise, cutie! we have a lot of work to do.”

zayne:

you did one last swipe of lipstick as you checked yourself in the mirror. you and zayne were going to an event hosted by akso, but zayne made it clear that there was a stritch one hour limit to say your pleasantries and then go home. sometimes these gatherings were entertaining but oftentimes they were grueling to sit through, even for zayne. 

you stood up from your vanity, turning your body from side to side making sure that your dress was sitting in all the right places. gold embellishments hung from your ears and neck bringing the look all together. but in the midst of your review, you heard a series of ruffling and mumbling coming from the kitchen followed by your name. you reached over to open the door and called out to him.

“what was that, love?” 

“did you eat the fruit tart in the fridge?” you froze in your spot. you totally forgot that tart was his and you had it with your lunch this afternoon. you zoomed out to the kitchen to see zayne looking into an empty pastry box and a dejected expression like you took candy from a baby. 

“zayne– i’m so sorry i forgot that you said you wanted it and– .. i ate it” he slowly shifted his gaze from the empty box to you across the counter. your eyebrows were downturned and there was a big frown on your face. zayne always looked forward to having a sweet treat before these events, it was his reward for mustering up the courage to go. you should’ve known to save it for him, but your hunger got the best of you.

you rounded the corner of the counter, taking his hands in yours. your eyes on the verge of tears, as you continued on apologizing but all zayne could hear was blah blah blah proper name, place name, backstory stuff– your perfume, citrusy and sweet, enveloped him like a trap. with your eyelids sparkly, your lips all plumped and your hair pulled back to expose your shoulders, he couldn’t even comprehend your apology.

“okay, zayne?” he blinked once, only now registering that you’ve been talking to him the whole time. the blush immediately grazed his cheeks and ears as he looked away from you. 

“it’s okay.. i forgive you.” he pulled you in by the waist, burying his face into the crook of your neck and taking a deep breath, letting the notes of your perfume be his treat until he was able to get one later. your fingers reached up to scratch the nape of his neck as you turned to kiss his cheek, not even noticing. 

“i’ll buy you whatever you want from the bakery tomorrow, i promise”

caleb:

“you did what?!” you screeched to gideon over the phone. 

“look, i didn’t have a choice okay? caleb can be very persuasive with that evol of his. i’m sorry but i didn’t want to lose my fingers” a big sigh left your lips as you ran your fingers through your hair. you had been taking some secretive pilot lessons with gideon to try and impress caleb on your next flight lesson, but you bit off a little more than you could chew and ended up with a big bruise on your abdomen. 

“no, i get it. it was only a matter of time before he found out anyway. thanks though for holding out as long as you did.” you lifted up caleb’s shirt to take a look at your little accident. it was about the size of a grapefruit with hues of yellow, purple and blue painting your skin. 

“no, me and my fingers thank you for being understanding. but you know the drill kid, ice and heat every 15 minutes.” 

“yeah, yeah, yeah. you sound like–” before you could even say his name, you heard the clattering of the locks. 

“gotta go, the colonel is in.” you quickly hung up the phone, looking around the bathroom for places to hide and decided the closet was your best option. you pulled the door shut, trying to close it as silently as possible upon hearing his footsteps approaching. 

“pipsqueak.” not a question of where you were, but a known fact. you didn’t answer, choosing to ride this out for as long as you can. 

“you can’t hide from me. you left your phone on the counter and the hallway smells like your shampoo.” damn his obsessive nature (and your stupidity thinking you could ever hide from him in his own place). 

you held your breath as your eyes snapped to the handle. he was right in front of the door. there was a pause and.. nothing. his footsteps slowly faded to where the shower was, swiftly pulling the curtain back to expose an empty tub.

“come out, come out pips. i won’t be mad, i just want to see.” liar. you got the smallest scratch on your face from a mission and he wouldn’t let you hear the end of it for weeks. 

there was no use in hiding anymore. you turned the handle, but didn’t open it all the way. he reached his fingers through the gap and opened the door to find you looking like a dog with its tail between its legs– looking down at the ground, arms guarding your mid section. caleb cautiously took you by your hands and pulled you out of the closet. 

“let me see it.” he gently requested. you huffed as you carefully lifted up the shirt to reveal the bruise. he let out a distressed noise, quickly ridding himself of his gloves before his bare fingers grazed your skin. 

“i’m fine caleb, it’s not even that bad–”

“not that bad?!” he exploded like a volcano that was waiting to erupt. 

“pips, you have a bruise the size of a meteor on your stomach and it’s darkening by the second! what did you even do?” he took the shirt between his fingers, pulling it up even higher to inspect for any more damage. it was then that he realized that you were only in your bra and underwear with just his long sleeve to cover up. he took his moment to take you all in as he effortlessly towered over you. 

hair wet, smelling like apples, in a matching set, in his clothes.. brain go brrrrr….

he didn’t know if it was his chip kicking in or his brain malfunctioning, but thank god you were looking away from him. he felt the blush spread throughout his face, every inkling of scolding you fading by the second

he cleared his throat, gently letting his shirt fall back into place as he gingerly wrapped his hands behind your back, pulling you close. burying his face in the hair, he let the scent of you calm him down. he just hated seeing you hurt, especially if there was a mark or bruise to show for it.

“i’m sorry. i was only trying to impress you for our next flying lesson and then the weather suddenly changed and then the throttle did a thing–and i got launched into the control panel and..” you admitted embarrassingly. he laughed as he pulled away, taking your cheeks into his hands.  

“okay, okay. just next time please be careful. we don’t want you getting a bionic arm or anything–”

“CALEB!”

xavier:

exhaustion was oozing off xavier the moment he stepped into your apartment. his footsteps were dragging, shoulders hunched over, with a severe lack of motivation to keep his eyes open.  it was a series of: lack of sleep, fighting off more wanders than he could even count and then doing that over and over again for the past week. his back and body hurt and all he wanted to do was lay down and sleep for a week undisturbed. 

he ridded himself of his uniform, begrudgingly forced himself to shower, dried off his hair and plopped so hard on the bed it skirted and hit the wall. as soon as his head hit the pillow, he was already in his rem cycle, letting sleep take him for however long sleep would have him. 

though he was a valiant hunter, he knew that your place was safe. so if he felt a bump or a shift in the bed, he knew it was only you. though he wasn’t expecting you so soon. even with his eyes closed counting sheep, he was able to feel you crawl over his body. your hair tickled his collar bones as you leaned down to shower him in kisses. from his neck, cheeks, forehead, with a final blow to the lips, he didn’t budge. he wanted sleep and so he was going to have it (even if it meant hearing from you later) but you didn’t relent. 

you continued to lay kisses all over him, knowing that he’s done this to you before when you wanted to sleep but he wanted you to get up. you wanted his attention and much like xavier, you were going to have it. you held his face in your hands, laying loud kiss after loud kiss, trying to pull him out of dreamland but to no avail. you huffed as you sat your tush on his stomach. you moved his face from side to side before resorting to squishing his cheeks together. 

there was a slight twitch in his eyebrows signifying to you that he was slowly waking up, which resulted in you poking and prodding his face. after several minutes of working like a cat clocked in at the biscuit making factory, he let out one final groan before his eyes barely opened. 

“there he is.” you said sweetly. he huffed, turning to the side while covering his face to try and avoid your advances. 

“no he is not…” you took that as a challenge, now wrestling with him to lay on his back. when xavier was asleep, he was like a log. with much resistance, he flopped on his back while you pinned his wrists above his head. he peeled his eyes open, ready to let you have it only to find you with your hair all disheveled, the top buttons of your pajama shirt all undone and askew with the faintest wash of pink over your cheeks. 

“i just wanted some kisses and snuggles…” you admitted as you let go of his wrists. a sigh of defeat left his lips.

“well if you say it like that, of course i can’t be mad at you.” a giggle left your lips as he wrapped his arms and legs around you. it was his turn to shower you in kisses which you happily received. when the shower was over, you laid ontop of him with your face buried in his neck. 

“i’m sorry i disturbed your sleep.. you can go back now. i promise i won’t wake you until tomorrow.” he nuzzled his cheek into your head, already mumbling a bunch of nothings into your ear.

“i love you too, honey.” 

sylus:

“i said no.” sylus was being unreasonable. all you wanted to do was join him on an ‘auction’ to help him out. he had been stressed about it all week– skipped meals, jaw clenched in his (lack of) sleep, dark bags under his eyes– you haven’t seen him this stressed in a while. 

“why not? you know that it would be easier with me there and i want to go, so why no–” he held up his hand to you, too focused on the papers in front of him to even look you in the eye. 

“my decision is final. it’s too dangerous, i wouldn’t even go if it wasn’t a necessity.” you knew that he was only looking out for your safety, but that didn’t mean it didn’t hurt any less. if he wasn’t going to willingly take you, guess it was time to take matters into your own hands. you didn’t utter another word, choosing to leave his office in silent rage. 

once he knew you were out of sight, he heaved a deep sigh. he could feel the pounding headache coming on. removing his glasses, he leaned back onto his chair while squeezing the bridge of his nose. he was already trying to think of ways to make it up to you, though this one would be tough. 

—

it was a few quiet days in the N109 zone. you decided to keep your interactions with sylus to a minimum, only greeting him the times he came to bed or when he came to dinner. he chose to respect that distance, trying to make the most out of the times you did give him the time of day. he couldn’t wait to get this mission over and done with. 

then came the day of his departure. you weren’t petty enough to not send him off, especially on dangerous missions such as this one. the last thing that you always handed off was his leather jacket. you had done it the first few missions he went on, and from there it kinda stuck. send offs never felt right without it. as he loaded the last suitcase, you stood behind him with his coat. 

he leaned in and gave your forehead a kiss. 

“i’ll be back soon, kitten.” he mumbled the words into your temple. you offered him a soft smile before holding up his jacket. he swiftly dropped his arms into the sleeves, pulling it over his shoulders, now counting down the minutes until he could be back. 

“i love you, get back safe.” you waved off him and the twins as you watched the car went off into the distance.

“you won’t have to wait long, dear.” 

—

shit. 

this was bad. 

sylus knew it was going to be, but he hoped just a little that it wouldn’t be. removed the hand from his abdomen to check if the bleeding had stopped, but surely enough his hand was covered in his crimson red blood. he leaned against a wall, knowing that the twins wouldn’t be here another 30 minutes. he knew his regenerative powers could kick in soon, but he was sorely outnumbered. he heard footsteps behind him and what sounded like a “he’s in here!” and just as he was about to set his guns ablaze, he heard a few shots coming from that same hallway. he squinted his eyes as he concentrated on the commotion.

‘one… two…..three.. four down. who?? they’re not supposed to be there for ano–’ the door swung open and upon instinct, sylus swiftly held up his gun to the intruder ready to shoot. he never hesitated in his life, but something was telling him to do otherwise. his fierce eyes met your intense ones in the same position. you both retracted your weapons before sylus pulled you through the doorway, crashing your back against his chest.

“how many are left?” he leaned down and whispered. 

“ten. five in the front and five in the back. the twins should be able to handle them. i took out all the ones in here for now.” for a second he breathed out a sigh of relief, leaning against you. sylus would’ve made it out, but certainly not in the best of conditions. 

“why are you here?” 

“i think the words you’re looking for are ‘thank you’” he rolled his eyes, turning you around to take you in. stunning, as always. your hair was a bit disheveled, straps fallen down to your shoulders and your dress was torn around the edges, but in this moonlight he was utterly captivated by you. all his anger and many of the words that he had for you suddenly flew out the window. he tugged your straps gently back up to your shoulders before giving you a kiss. 

“i’ll deal with you when we get back.” you basked in his presence for mere seconds before smelling the copper in the air. you stepped back to examine him before your eyes landed on his hand. he showed no resistance showing you his wound, knowing that you were right and he was caught. a heavy sigh left your lips. you knew he would be back to himself in no time, but it reminded you that he wasn’t all that invisible. 

“still think you don’t need me?” sylus chuckled as his face made its way into the crook of your neck, arms snaking around your waist. he took in one long inhale. 

“... you changed your perfume.. that’s why i couldn’t tell you were here.” you laughed breathlessly into ear, but not before you heard more footsteps coming in from the hallway. you both tensed, trying to remain as silent as possible. he tapped two of his fingers on your left side signalling that’s where he was headed. but before you could move, he noticed a shadow coming from the window. he pulled you down, letting off a few rounds towards the window. it was seconds before all hell broke loose once again. 

luckily you both were able to fend off the second wave until the twins got there. when it was all said and done, you two were able to make it out with a few bumps and bruises, you’ve definitely done worse. the car ride back was silent as you were taping up sylus’ arm. you knew he was angry at you, now having to be in pain because you didn’t listen to him.

“i don’t regret coming.” he wiped off some dried blood from your cheek, now his turn to tape up your wounds. 

“i know you don’t.” the conversation settled back into a comfortable silence. he started by dabbing some ointment on your scratches.

“... and thank you.. for saving my ass back there.” 

[neigepomme]

caleb gets in a bad mood when he has to wipe away the lipstick mark you leave on his cheek in the morning.

not because you left one and it's an inconvenience — absolutely not. you can mark him up as much as you want, and the thought of complaining would never cross his mind.

he gets sulky because clearly showcasing that he has a significant other to those in the fleet would get you in danger, so he reluctantly wipes it off. still, it makes him more strict during the day, and the recruits under him can feel his cranky mood.

"not good enough. five more laps around the building."

and with an exhausted sigh, they all respond "yes, colonel xia," wondering if he got up on the wrong side of the bed that morning.

the solution to his sulky attitude on days where he has to work is simple though — just leave a kiss mark on the junction between his neck and shoulder, so that he can hide it under his uniform. sure, a possible consequence is that you'll both get to work a little late, him with a bit of a dazed look on his face and reddened ears, but as long as the recruits don't have to run more laps for no reason? no one will comment on it.

alternatively, if caleb's having an off day and you leave a kiss mark anywhere on his face? he's never wiping it off. he loves running errands with you handiwork displayed on him.

his favorite thing about it?

when older ladies in the grocery store stop him and comment on it. he'll flash them a giddy smile and say something along the lines of "isn't she just the greatest?" and walk away with more pep in his step — while they fawn over how lucky that loverboy's darling is.

[kazumist]

hello people of tumblr. im officially 20 years old now.

[kazumist]

life recently:

LOSING IT OVER FINALS SEASON

cried over shit tons of deadlines but its (almost) over now

yippee me and my boyfriends first ANNIVERSARYYY!!!! (yesterday)

i quit lads again sorry.

final destination franchise marathon to celebrate fd 6 coming out yesterday too 😻

literally no time for games or even myself not until recently i cried Tbh ❤️

slowly…. Wanting to come back to writing again……

[kazumist]

gusy i am so so sorry for the inactivity its just that school has piled up on me CRAZILY 😭😭 i have a defense tomorrow and other important outputs (that are worth like. 30% of my grade. hello.) to pass and not to mention i also have my finals next week as well so ive been rlly busy ….

once this is all over ill try to come back #TRUST

[kazumist]

guys…. do i keep pulling for the costume…. im only 16 pulls left……

caleb spring event attire yes or no

PULL AKI PULL ITS HIS CLOTHES !!!!!

no. Earn for the next caleb card.

for me to check <3

Voting ended onMay 4, 2025

[kazumist]

GUESS WHO FINALLY CAME HOME NOT LONG AFTER HELL YEAHHH time to save up again 😇🙏

[kazumist]

20 pulls left before caleb comes home bc apparently the wrong childhood friend arrived yesterday 🤡

[kazumist]

someone pls sponsor my funds im Begging atp can he Just come home.

[kazumist]

20 pulls left before caleb comes home bc apparently the wrong childhood friend arrived yesterday 🤡

[kazumist]

i deleted lads for hsr but now im back bc what the fuck is that spring banner

[kazumist]

imagine filo!caleb in college basketball, every girl is cheering for him

whenever the team wins, palagi nililibrehan ni caleb ang mga teammates niya

haha tas kapag magsshoot ng 3 pointer saktong lilingon sayo tas sabay kindat sayo tapos sasabihin ng commentator:

(last name taken from the tiktok sent from the previous ask)

“villanueva with the ball—aaaand that’s caleb villanueva for three!” tapos buzzer kasi 4th quarter na yon nung laro tas panalo sila and kesa dumiretso sa team didiretso siya sayo (the alchemy ang atake)