Lel the azure enthusiast here that is too lazy to do the request atm
Make your personal headcanon for Azure x reader pls i rarely have any idea to put for mine rnn
Here are sum! :3
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Lel the azure enthusiast here that is too lazy to do the request atm
Make your personal headcanon for Azure x reader pls i rarely have any idea to put for mine rnn
Here are sum! :3
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▷Azure x reader rob fsk
▷so I'm reposting it to Tumblr as well 🤤Anyway, I've re-uploaded it plenty of times.I don't care.
Your lover is always feeling uneasy.
Plants love a moist environment; proper moisture makes them grow better and more beautiful. So your lover buried a seed in his garden, and his tears fell into the soil, taking root in the parched land. Those fine, tangled roots threaded through his memories, absorbing any nourishment they could find, and finally bloomed into a flower of dampness.
The glass was covered with a thin layer of water vapor due to the temperature difference, and the blurry outlines of trees were visible outside the window. They swayed gently with the wind. You worried if your lover might feel cold, so you deliberately brought a cup of hot water to the room.
Azure was sitting by the window. His silhouette looked lonely in the dim light, as if he might melt into this damp air at any moment. You didn’t disturb him; you just watched the raindrops outside the window quietly.
You approached, placed the warm cup in his hand, and then sat down close to him, your arm naturally wrapping around his waist, your palm touching his shirt. Little by little, you drew him into your embrace. You thought he might be thinking about the past.
Azure followed your movements obediently, like a vine relying on guidance. You sat down beside him on the bed, holding hands. He was a little stunned at first, but then naturally rested his head on your shoulder. At first, he was a bit stiff, but then slowly and trustingly leaned his weight onto you. His breath brushed against your collarbone, warm and moist.
It occurs to me that you know some scattered things about their parents’ unhappy divorce. The custodial parent, in order to support them and themselves, couldn’t focus on them. They moved around in different rental houses as the parent worked hard to make a living. The frequent moves brought restlessness. The once happy family turned into what it is now. The distant yet present family ties, the room that was only theirs, the noisy TV, the hungry stomach, even though there was steaming hot food in front of them, they said they didn’t want to eat.
At such times, they would feel agitated. The suppressed emotions couldn’t be expressed, and could only attack their body, struggling to escape from their mouth. But who could they confide in? What could they get in return?
So they started keeping a diary, with messy handwriting full of emotions. The lack of care and companionship in the early days, those days were like the green moss, covering their growth path, always leaving a dampness in their heart that couldn’t be dried. They hated separation and were afraid of it.
So they became obsessed with the growth of plants, the kind that could be seen growing because of their care. They gave them water, sunlight and nutrients, and they would repay with silent growth and blooming on schedule. This stable relationship became their spiritual nourishment. Sometimes they would talk to the plants, and they even worried that their complaints might cause the plants to grow poorly.
To get what they wanted in social interactions, they began to suppress their emotions, presenting only the good side to others. Even though they could be very irritable at times and suddenly not want to talk to anyone, if you set aside these moments, the people they had met, including you, all thought they would be a great friend, treating you with care and tenderness, often taking on many tasks. Later, you thought that perhaps this was the way they wanted to be treated by others.
“I don’t think about the past as often as I used to.”
This sentence reminds you of the day that changed your relationship with them.
It was the most ambiguous thing you did before confirming your relationship.
You were both soaked to the bone, your hair sticking to your forehead, clothes clinging tightly to your skin, constantly dripping water, looking disheveled.
You were pouring out your emotions in the heavy rain, venting your past, hiding in a shed. You leaned against the cold wall, listening to the raindrops fall one after another, heavy raindrops hitting the shed and your heart. Your heartbeats resonated with each other. The cool air couldn’t dispel the heat in your bodies. The hot breath you and they exhaled was like materialized fog, making the figures of each other in your eyes, as well as your beautiful past, somewhat blurry.
When you looked into those beautiful eyes, it was as if you were looking into a mirror. The crying in the mirror was like the other’s crying. You thought, you hoped those eyes could always be as beautiful as that day, holding beautiful flowers in the sunlight. Perhaps that was the moment closest to their ideal self.
So you started to approach them.
The distance between you two unconsciously narrowed. The close contact of your skin transmitted your and their body heat, as if you were closer than blood relatives, inseparable. Maybe your hearts were really as close as they seemed. At that time, all you could see in each other’s eyes was the broken self, or the self in the other’s eyes. The two from similar backgrounds were guided, with yearning and the desire for happiness.
All the tests, all the resonances, all the unclassifiable emotions, were eventually squeezed into the same embrace in that small shed.
“I shouldn’t have trusted you so much,” they said. All the secrets, all the vulnerabilities and pains are held in your palm. You are the one who can decide my life and death, and also the only one who can fill the void in my heart. You are both a sweet dream and a nightmare. Of course, we are accomplices.
As we grow older, you start to learn to mask your emotions with indifference, always wearing an expression that suggests you don’t care about anything, in an attempt to escape negative feelings. Maybe it’s for yourself, or perhaps to accept Azure, to prevent any cracks in our relationship. But I know Azure is just like me. I know our hearts are constantly filled with unease.
Many people say that people like us don’t need love, or perhaps a special kind of ‘love’. There have been arguments between you and Azure. It’s hard to talk about love to someone who lacks security. Every word might be misinterpreted. The suspicion when alone, even though the sun is shining on you, you still feel cold.
The unease in the past was the fear of exposing your vulnerable side. Now, it’s the fear of the other’s departure. Words are too weak. You hold his hand like that day, rubbing it against your own.
“I think I am too,” your voice blends with the rain. “Would you regret it?”
Azure looks at you. “I’ve regretted many things, but I’ve never regretted getting close to you.” His fingers slowly turn, interlocking with yours. “One of those things was exposing myself to you. I was afraid that if I wasn’t such a perfect person, would you still get close to me?”
He says he spent so many years learning to be considerate, gentle, and reliable, like the trimmed plants in the green belt, hiding all the dead branches and leaves. But that rain soaked everything, and all the disguises became transparent.
“At that time, I was surprised that you were the same kind of person as me, and I felt a bit of hateful relief because you must understand me like this, and wouldn’t misunderstand me because of these past events. I understand this is a path with no turning back.”
“I think I always need to rely on something to live, so I studied botany then. The life and death of the plants in the greenhouse were almost in my control. But now, I’ve completely entrusted myself to another person, but I don’t regret it.”
“So now I’m thinking about the future.” He straightens up and looks at you. “I said, I’ve always been longing for the day you would appear. I’ve been waiting for such a day, so I’ve persisted until now, right? So I want a future that can settle us down.”
His fingers apply a little more pressure, getting closer to your skin.
You are slightly stunned.
“I want a future that can settle us down.” Like a stone thrown into a heart lake, the ripples gently reverberate in your heart. Although the words at the moment seem so ethereal, you raise your eyes to look at him again, but his eyes suddenly blink, and his eyelashes cover his eyes. Then he turns his face away, and a faint blush creeps up his earlobe.
You can’t help but let out a soft hum, and your body seems to have a mind of its own, following their evasive movement and leaning in, cupping their face with both hands, not allowing them to escape.
Until they no longer try to escape your gaze, you lower your hands. “I will be with you. This is our promise.”
They don’t immediately respond to your words, but just deeply look at you, as if trying to engrave your appearance and the determination in your eyes into their soul. How did you do it? What kind of magic do you possess…
It was you who approached me first, not the other way around.
They call your name very softly, and before you can hear it clearly, they kiss you.
I'm so excited for you guys to listen to what I found...
Forsaken nsfw audio links[2]…
[remember imagination is key while listening]
Doll's note: sorry this took so long guys they kept pushing back Azure's release date, but at least that gave me more time to make this just a little bit better 💜...
@bun-che [here's the other two just like I promised]
azure finally dropped, lemme do some rounds and ima cook up a drabble, TRUST. (i need to do a full character breakdown cus i never played during play testing)
hello!! what are your favorite two time x reader headcanons?? ^_^
AAAHH yippee!
- Big fan of the idea that Two-time had a shrine of Reader and Azure, they would put things they’d think Azure and Reader would like with photos of them.
- Two-Time loves photographing the two of you, drawing you guys together, daydreaming, SO so much daydreaming
- Azure wants to keep you too safe and healthy and happy, he’ll drag the two of you out of bed and make you guys go on hikes, long dreary walks in the forest, climbing up mountain trails, EXTREMELY drawn out walks in the park. He’s definitely the more active of you guys. Always saying something along the lines of “C’mon guys! There’s a real cool flower over here I wanna show ya!”
- Azure househusband canon trust me please
- The mornings are always so lovely, nice hot green tea to greet you, made by Azure of course as he’s always up before you. Two-time always sleeping in, latched onto your waist as sunlight ever so gently seeps through the curtains, buried in the crook of your neck. You try to get up for the extravagant breakfast cooked up by Azure but Two-time pulls you back down. “Mhn…five more minutes…please?”
- The date nights are always so romantic when lead by Two-time, candle lit home made dinners (they’re disgusting but it’s the thought that counts) star-gazing, moonlit walks near the beach and in the forest. Always ruined by some weird line, but for you, it only charms you even more!
For Azure, slightly lazy, yet charming and warm. All of you cuddled up on the couch with a blanket, watching a corny retro rom-com movie, popcorn and Azure will pretend to yawn and wrap their arm around you.
- Frequent trips to the library, you’ll spend evenings reading together, drinking tea, cuddling, quiet together. The days are so quaint and quiet and calm, it fills you with such a warm and fuzzy feeling.
OUGHHH I love ittt
[Obsession] Azure headcanons or drabbles:
Tw something: Possession, Sh on Azure, manipulative tactics and so on.
[i watched obsession like a few days ago and i had to write something about it because of that art i drew from lynnie x obsessed azure art just to return the favor. This is just yandere themes but at least for a threat so far, I'm not sure how to describe it.]
Please GOD can anybody send me asks about Azuretime or two time or azure x reader PLEASE 🙏
Azure (smut) drabble coming NEAR YOU, THIS FRIDAY!!
