cws & notes: no warnings. fluff, 0.4k words. fem!reader because she's sapphic in my heart. my beautiful wife himeko i love you so much <3
It’s no secret that HIMEKO adores you.
She’s never tried to hide it. There’s no denying the way her eyes soften when they fall on you, a slight curve of a smile curling over her lips. Your name is something sweet on her tongue, something to turn over in her mouth, savour, and the way she speaks it never lets you forget.
You know. She knows. The Astral Express knows. Everyone with two eyes and common sense knows. You didn't have to be open about your relationship for people to put the pieces together, to notice the tiny smear of red lipstick on your cheek, the meaningful looks she sends and the lingering touches.
She simply adores you, with every waking breath and every thrum of her heartbeat.
“Darling?” A low hum breaks through the silence of your room. The suddenness of it might have startled you, but the voice is a familiar sound. You look up from the desk—not yours, hers, but her room was synonymous with yours at this point. “You're working? Why don't you get some rest, hm?”
“Soon.” You stifle a yawn as Himeko approaches, laying her palm onto your shoulder. The touch is so gentle, you lean into it unconsciously, sighing as she rubs circles into your skin. “Just had to finish writing up that report on our last trip for the records, and then I'm ready for bed.”
“Oh, darling.” She sighs, grasping your face in her hands. She leans down, pressing a kiss to the corner of your lips. “Didn't I say I could handle it?”
“Yeah, but—” Another kiss leaves you feeling light-headed, stomach turning over with giddiness. “I wanted to. You're working so hard, and I thought I could finish this up for you, at least.”
“Such a thoughtful lover I have...” She murmurs, kissing your face all over. In between pecks to your nose, forehead, and cheeks, she whispers: “So kind. So generous. So beautiful. So pretty. So perfect.”
“H-Hey!” Your face is heating up under the barrage of affection. “I get it!”
“Oh, I'm sorry. You know I can't help it.” She smiles softly, finally meeting your lips for a long, drawn out kiss. It’s enough to steal the air from your lungs, letting you lose yourself in the feeling of her mouth on yours, making your head spin and your heart sing.
this includes bronya, himeko, kafka, march 7th, natasha, seele, serval <3
reader is assumed as gender neutral <3
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-> bronya
bronya was raised to be extremely formal and ladylike so it stands to reason that the ways she addresses you as her lover also fit into those categories
when you’re in public she calls you ‘my dear’ or ‘my love’
when you’re with her mother or in front of the other silvermane guards you’re ‘darling’ or just your first name
when you’re in private she uses shorter terms of endearment like ‘love’ or ‘dear’
and when she’s trying to get you to stop trying to fluster her around others she’ll call you a very stern ‘dearest’ or ‘beloved’… or just your first name if she’s particularly caught off guard
-> himeko
himeko prefers to use pet names for you that are straightforward without making her sound too old, too young, or too out of touch — that is when she isn’t just calling you by your name, which tends to be her default most of the time
in public and during serious meetings with the astral express crew you’re just your name
when she’s trying to sweeten you up because she wants something (e.g. for you to fetch her some papers from the archives, or for you to make her a fresh batch of coffee) then you’re ‘angel’ and ‘dear’
when you’re out running errands or on dates you’re ‘honey’ or ‘babe’ if she’s feeling particularly playful
and when she’s actively trying to tease you, she’ll refer to you as something intentionally dramatic like ‘love of my life’ or ‘my heart’ or something else along those lines
-> kafka
pet names are something that kafka prefers to keep private between the two of you, much preferring to call you by your name (or a more playful version of it such as how she calls blade ‘bladie’) or just to refer to you as her ‘partner/girlfriend/boyfriend’ to the people she trusts enough to know that information about you both
but that fact only makes the times she chooses to use such terms of endearment all the more impactful
like when she calls you ‘babe’ before kissing you on the lips and heading out on a mission
or when she wakes you up with your drink of choice and a softly spoken ‘dearest’ on one of her days off
or when you start fretting about her safety and she calls you ‘sweetheart’ while promising you that she’s fine and that she’ll keep coming back to you until THEY decide that her time is up
-> march 7th
march loves loves loves cutesy pet names and, naturally, that influences what she chooses to call you and what she prefers you call her in return
around strangers you’re her ‘baby’
around friends you’re ’honey bunny’ and ‘baby cakes’
in private you’re a whole slew of endearing terms that range from silly/stupid to genuinely quite sweet
and when you save her from an embarrassing or deadly situation you’re her ‘hero’ and rewarded with a bunch of kisses and cuddles (usually in front of a very displeased dan heng)
-> natasha
it’s rare that natasha calls you by your actual name, but the terms of endearment she uses with you are all very light and old fashioned — as to keep up an air of professionalism with her patients and her fellow members of wildfire (can’t have anyone see just how sappy she can be, after all)
around her patients she calls you ‘sweetheart’ and ‘darling’ as she has you running errands around the clinic
around oleg and her fellow wildfire members you’re ‘my love’
in private you’re ‘dear’ in the early mornings, and her ‘love’ before you both fall asleep
and when you stumble into her clinic, more blood than bare flesh after a run in with vagrants, you’re just your first name — spoken in a tone somewhere between frantic fear and scolding in a way that only your nat could manage to pull off
-> seele
she’s not really a big ‘pet name’ person and nine times out of ten she’d much rather the two of you just call each other by your actual names, but once in a blue moon you might be able to get her to call you something a bit more couple-y
though this will only ever happen if the two of you are well out of earshot of anyone else
(in which case she’s more inclined to call you something simple like ‘babe’ or ‘my love’ if she’s in a more affectionate mood)
or if you’ve gotten injured somehow and she’s convinced she’s about to lose you
(in which case she’ll be calling out your name interspersed with the occasional ‘sweetheart’ or ‘darling’, all spoken frantically and brokenly as she tries to keep you awake and safe — please never make her go through this)
-> serval
if she’s not just calling you your first name, serval tends to default to pet names that are short and snappy — straight to the point without getting too sappy or over the top (in her eyes anyway)
her primary go-to is ‘babe’
when she’s in a good or peppy mood you’re ‘sweets’
when she’s being playful (and there’s nobody else in earshot) it’s ’beautiful/handsome/pretty’ or some other such adjective intended to fluster you
and when she’s trying to get someone to leave you alone / recognise that you’re taken she’ll bring out something a bit more on the nose and harder to brush off like ‘sweetheart’ or just straight up refer to you as ‘my partner/boyfriend/girlfriend’ (emphasis on my there)
Kafka, himeko, and Yae Miko comforting and giving a big hug to reader cuz they’re exhausted/ tired
I’m not saying one or all of these women giving me a hug would solve all my problems but it would solved at least 99% of them
Content Warnings: none
Goodnight my loves 💕
Kafka
Despite her reputation of being cold hearted and callous she was the complete opposite with you.
She can’t stand seeing you upset or stressed, her immediate response is to try to solve the problem rather than offer comfort.
If you’re stressed about work she’ll offer to do it for you, if you’re upset about something rude someone said to you she has no problem at all confronting them for you.
With her tendency to try to solve problems she was surprised, but not dissatisfied when instead of asking for her help you just asked for a hug instead.
She knew that moment you walked in you were exhausted, the bags under your eyes and the slump in your shoulders as you walked gave it away.
“What’s wrong darling?”
“Tired, and still so much work…”
You groan audibly at the thought of trying to do anymore work tonight.
“Why don’t I help you with it?”
You just shake your head, you couldn’t let her do that. It was your problem to deal with not hers. She tries to argue with you, telling you she doesn’t mind but is stopped by your request.
“Could I just have a hug please?”
Her eyes soften as she pulls you into a comfortable embrace. Her arms wrapped around your shoulders as holds you to rest your head on her chest. She holds you like this for a long few minutes, pulling away only after your own grip loosens.
“Let’s get you to bed”
Himeko
This sweetheart is always more than happy to comfort you, she gives the best advice and even better hugs.
She’d do anything for you and unlike Kafka her response is to comfort you before trying to fix the problem.
Don’t get her wrong she will fix any problems you need help with but before that she just wants to hold you close and tell you everything’s okay.
She knew how hard you’d been working lately and made sure to give you lots of praise to let you know she notices.
You didn’t even have to ask her for a hug, she just knew.
“Come here baby”
You walk lazily over to where she’s sat on the couch, a book in hand, she opens her arms as she stands.
Normally you’d be too embarrassed to be so affectionate right in the lobby of the Astral Express but in your sleepy deprived state you couldn’t bring yourself to care, throwing yourself straight into her arms.
You snuggle into her neck, the smell of her vanilla perfume and the smell of coffee filling your senses as you immediately feel more at peace.
“Just relax”
Her embrace is strong but not tight, you could easily pull away if you wanted as she didn’t want you to feel trapped.
You failed to notice March and Dan Heng walking in but Himeko saw them thankfully, waving them off politely to let them know it wasn’t a good time.
“I’ve got you baby”
Miko
Miko never minds your visits to the Shrine, she loves getting to see you at every opportunity possible so for you she had an open door policy even before the two of you started dating.
She enjoys when you sit with her while she’s doing her work until she can give you her full attention.
If you’re ever upset or when you’re too tired to talk she’s just as happy to silently keep you company.
When you walk through her doors you find her sat at her desk, a pen in hands as she writes frivolously.
You make your way over and reach out to pull at her sleeve. There’s nothing you want more right now than to just be cuddled up in her arms and take a well deserved nap.
Miko looks up from her work briefly to look at you, your poor eyes were bloodshot and sunken in.
You point at her lap and she just nods, rolling her chair back to allow you room to climb onto her.
She chuckles when you bury your head into her chest, your arms wrapped around her neck to hold yourself as close as possible.
She wraps one arm around your torso to keep your back supported while she picks her pen back up to continue her writing. Content to just let you nap right here in her lap.
notes: i love women. i love yearning for women. i need to write more for women.
"HIMEKO, YOU should dry your hair off properly."
the navigator simply hums, her eyes still carefully scanning the research paper splayed out on her desk. you see graphical charts, some heat maps, and a large bolded title that reads "oscillations of memoria in isolated spaces," but it's not like you could understand any of it anyway.
you grab the towel hanging on the backside of her chair and rub the droplets that have collected around the nape of her neck, as well as her shoulders. himeko hums again, though it sounds like a nonverbalized "five more minutes."
you shake your head, even if she won't see it, and begin to take out the clips that hold her hair in a haphazard bun, threatening to come undone without a moment's notice. because her hair is so long and naturally wavy, it's weighted in your hands. you watch the fluorescent light reflect off the brilliant red of her locks, and you continue to admire himeko's hair, even when water has begun to drip down the length of your forearms.
only when do your arms start to tire do you, unwillingly, redirect your attention to actually drying off her hair for her. using the towel, you pat at the ends of her hair with gentle scrunches of your fist and work your way up to her scalp. you do your best to not bump into the temples of her glasses as you approach the crown of her head, but you do allow yourself to graze your fingers over the shell of her ears, slightly cold as the heat from her bath has mellowed out.
"i'll go get the hair dryer."
another hum, pleased.
despite the noise, himeko reads on. occasionally, she turns to her left and scrolls through other documents that are displayed on her computer system, but otherwise, most of her attention is spent progressing through the research paper.
you watch as the brilliant hue of her hair settle into something darker, richer. himeko's natural hair is a fiery, ardent red, and it's a color that you've always thought suited her character, ever since you first met.
"alright, i'm finished."
when you brought the hair dryer, you also remembered to grab a brush. you, too, gradually smooth out and unravel any knots in the navigator's hair, layer by layer, as gently as you can muster as to not cause undue pain. though it doesn't seem himeko minds the few times you do tug her head back, grateful that someone is willing to help her, if nothing else.
as you brush, you indulge in the feel of her hair as they rest and slip between your fingers. the strands are a little stiff, yet once they adjust to the warmth of your palms, they soften up and flow along the lines and wrinkles that criss-cross your skin.
you'd spend more time doing her hair, but himeko suddenly straightens out her back and stretches, arms extending up towards the cabin roof.
"thank you," she says through a yawn, the back of her hand covering her mouth.
"no problem," you reply.
himeko swivels around on her chair to face you, and you watch as the locks of her hair slip out of your hold.
she looks up at your through the lens of her glasses.
"it's quite late… navigator."
"yes, but i just finished up for the night. there's no need to worry."
it's your turn to hum.
you've always thought himeko's beautiful, ever since you first met. that's no different tonight, but the slight flush to her cheeks and nose also gives her a more youthful – adorable – appearance, and you can't quiet your urges for much longer.
you reach out to pat at her head, which himeko startles at, before you let your hand trace down to her temple, where you tuck a few strands of flyaway hair back into place. then, you turn her chair back around so that she's facing her desk again. you notice the small desk mirror to her right, which she watches you through, and as your eyes meet, you grab a lock of her hair, hold it up to your lips, and kiss the end of it with an unwavering, determined look.
"good night, himeko."
and with one more press of her hair to your lips, you let go and take your leave. of course, not without noticing the blush blooming across himeko's face.
she's almost as red as her hair, you think to yourself, amused and all the more enamored.
not to tell you what to do or anything but make sure you’ve been needy for attention to himeko. you have to meet the quota for melting her heart at least 7 times a day and right now you’re currently slacking and she’s missing the way your eyes slide to her for approval after you do literally anything….. what do you mean you havent bothered her when she was up to her own devices? just get to wrapping your arms around her and burying yourself into her side… and i mean now.
Summary: You're searching for the best tea and coffee in the entire universe. Himeko is here to help you find the best coffee money can buy.
Pairing: Himeko X G/N!Reader
Genre: Fluff Drabble
Word Count: 792
Warning: N/A
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A/N: The funny thing is, I don't really like tea or coffee.
It was your favorite pastime aboard the Astral Express. Anytime the train made a stop, you were sure to find some kind of coffee or tea blend to pick up. When you had a moment to yourself, you would brew some and keep a record of which ones you liked and which ones you could live without.
You weren't discriminatory to tea or coffee. Both were delicious in their own right. When you needed something smooth and slightly bitter to wind down after a stressful mission, coffee was your go-to. When you needed something herbal as a refresh, you were quick to make a pot of tea. Each drink had its use and its place in your life. You wouldn't have it any other way.
On your mission of trying every cup of tea and coffee in the universe, you made sure there was enough for everyone on the Astral Express to try if they so desired. You weren't about to be seen as a drink hog. Besides, it was always nice to know which ones other people preferred so you could pick up their blend of choice whenever you could.
Now, as you brewed your countless pots of coffee and tea, you did have one tough critic on the Astral Express. Himeko was a connoisseur of coffee, and was always trying each cup of coffee you made. She seemed to dislike every single one you offered her, so it became a point for you to try and find her absolute favorite so you could finally know everyone's drink of choice.
Today was no different. You had just finished making a pot of coffee from a special blend that Guinaifen had recommended to you. Just from the heavenly scent alone, you couldn't wait to try it. But you needed your staunchest critic to try it first.
"Himeko?" You called out as you knocked on the door to her apartment. "I made coffee! Would you like some?"
The door slid open and she gave you that tender smile that made your heart melt like chocolate in coffee. "How did you know I was looking for a cup?"
"I'm psychic." You laughed along with her. "It's in the kitchen. I even made some biscuits to go with it."
"Sounds delicious, dear." She followed you into the train's kitchen and you poured her a cup in the tea cup she always used to drink her coffee in. The irony was not lost on you that someone who disliked tea so much was also a frequent collector of tea cups and saucers.
You placed the cup and a biscuit in front of her. You watched with bated breath as she brought the cup to her lips and took a sip. You hoped it was good. Guinaifen swore by it.
"What do you think?" You ask as Himeko sets her tea cup down.
She gave a small shrug. "Not bad. Not the best cup I've ever had either."
You couldn't help but deflate at her words. "Oh, okay. Do you still want to keep drinking it, or-"
"It's quite alright." She assured you, reaching over to take your hand in yours. She looked you deep in the eyes as she said, "My dear, I know what you're doing. I know you're trying to find the perfect blend of coffee for me, considering you already found everyone else's drink of choice on the Express."
"So much for trying to be discreet about it." You gave a half-hearted chuckle and her smile warmed.
"Do you want to know what's in my perfect cup of coffee?"
You sheepishly nodded.
"My perfect cup of coffee is whichever coffee you brew from me." She leaned back a little in her chair, so she was sitting up straight. She smiled at your flabbergasted expression. "It's true! Any time you make me a cup of coffee, I think it's the best cup I've ever had."
"But you never said it was your favorite!"
"Because I wanted you to keep making me coffee." She chuckled. "You're very good at it and whenever you make it, there's something in it that's missing when I make it. Do you know what that is?"
You shook your head, your eyes wide with curiosity.
"Love. You put all your love and care into every cup of coffee and tea that you make. That's why it's the best cup of coffee."
Your cheeks warmed at her words and you had to look away from the genuine earnestness in her eyes. "Thanks, Himeko. I really appreciate it."
"You're very welcome, dear." She picked up her tea cup again and took another sip. "So, are you still going to make me coffee?"
You enthusiastically nodded. "Of course! It would be my pleasure!"
of course anon! i haven't been getting many himeko or eins req lately, but they're some of my favorite characters to write for !!!
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cuddling hc with himeko <3
word count: 221
i don't think it needs to be said, but himeko loves cuddling with you. she likes any physical affection in general, it's one of her love languages! so of course himeko is always open to cuddling with you.
after a long day, all she really wants is to lay on the couch with you and cuddle all night. she might vent her frustrations from the day or she might not. you can talk about anything from the day that you want but you don't have to do it either. all that really matters at the moment, is that now you're with her and she can finally recharge from the day.
i see himeko that likes letting her lover play with her hair, so of course she would let you do so too. just be careful, putting it up like that took a while! so be prepared to remake it after the cuddle session.
"himeko, how was your day at work?" you'd ask as himeko would walk into the room.
"kids are being little brats as usual. always causing trouble," himeko sighed.
you'd always laugh at the little complaints himeko would give.
in the end, it'd end with himeko cuddling against you as the sun dipped down. the sun itself could disappear forever before himeko would get up from laying with you.
