HANMA X READER WHERE READER PLAYS WITH HIS HANDS HELLO
「 𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐠𝐚𝐦𝐞 」
playing with your boyfriend’s hands.
𝐟𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠... hanma shuuji x gn!reader
𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒 - written in a rush, mentions of violence/gore, reader is in highschool
𝐍𝐎𝐓𝐄𝐒 - the handma fucker is back at it again... also i don’t have a hand kink but i have friends who do so let’s just say i learned this from them ! <3
𝐇𝐀𝐍𝐌𝐀 had some very nice hands. especially for all of the beating up he does for fun. not even because they did anything that was actually wrong, but because he thought they looked at him funny. violence is the only option for this man and you have no idea how you find it so attractive.
one day he came to your apartment with some messed up wounds. bleeding from everywhere, waiting to be infected. and burns? like cigarette burns, more specifically.
“what did you do this time,” you sigh and let him in.
“some small gang thought they would win against me but they played dirty.” he grimaced as he walked over and sat down in a chair, awaiting your care. jeez, did they do that much to him?
“and this is why i don’t like you fighting random people on the street, especially by yourself. shuu, you gotta be more careful than this.”
you reach into a cabinet almost out of your reach, but you were able to get it. maybe you should put it somewhere more accessible when he comes to you all beat up all the time.
“yeah, but where’s the fun in that?”
“where’s the fun in you being hurt and me taking care of you at 3 am every few days?”
“i get to see you ♡“ he laughed, then winced when you put some cleaning alcohol on one of his bigger cuts.
“i also like seeing you, but not when you’re all beat up. you know that you’re always welcome here even without injuries.” you reach into the first-aid kit to get some medical tape since you were not a heathcare professional, but it definitely felt like it sometimes.
“well you’re no fun,” he frowns. he’s leaning back onto the backrest, tempted to tip himself over.
“then you can take care of yourself. i don’t like being woken up in the middle of the night because of your dumbass.”
he doesn’t respond, leaving the two of you in a somewhat uncomfortable silence. after almost an hour of disinfecting and wrapping up his wounds, the cigarette burns were the only ones left. gnarly-looking too.
“here, put this on yourself. i’ll sleep on the couch, you can sleep in--”
“i need help with this.” you were so tired. you were a full-time student and you worked at a small store part-time for some extra cash, and now the caretaker of this boy who got into useless fights. sometimes you wondered why you continued to love this man.
“fine, but i’m teaching you how to do it and you better remember for the next time.”
that took a whole ‘nother hour. it was now almost 5 am and it was now wednesday morning. you’d rather skip school today, but your scholarship would be on the line if you just slept in.
“just stay here, i’ll pay off your school debt at some point for ya.”
“i can’t do that, i don’t even pay for my apartment.” he sighs and picks you up into his arms and heads to your bedroom where he also frequently crashed.
“goodnight, (y/n),” he says, snuggling up into you. it was so warm... you just completely passed out.
your alarm woke you up at 7 am, as it should, but you turned it off and tried to go back to sleep. though the problem is that you couldn’t go back to sleep. problem number two, hanma’s strong arms were wrapped around you and he was the big spoon.
you didn’t wanna wake him up, but the only thing you could really do right at that moment was play with his hands.
you were gentle, since the wrapping was pretty bad. sometimes you considered going around with him when he got into fights. personal on-site medic.
while you were caught up in your thoughts, you continued to play with his hands. messed around with his individual fingers, feeling their callouses developed over years and years of fighting with his bare hands.
at some point you must’ve woken your boyfriend up since he held you closer and broke you out of your many thoughts. you also happened to stop playing with his hands since he retracted them to hold you closer to his body.
“good morning to you too,” he grumbles, his morning voice raspy and low.
“sorry, did i wake you up?”
“no, your damn alarm did.” he pulls you even closer (somehow) and takes a deep breath into your shoulder. “let’s go back to sleep and,”
Hey darlings! Can I request Xiao, Albedo and Diluc separately carrying reader around for a day because of a bet they lost? Love yall! <3
𝐅𝐄𝐀𝐓𝐔𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆: diluc, albedo, xiao (separate) x gn!reader
𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒: not proofread
𝐍𝐎𝐓𝐄𝐒: THIS TOOK SO LONG I’M SO SORRY ANON (i was busy and didnt feel like writing anything for like a month ☹ but im back and ill try and write more, esp since my school year ends in like a month and a half)
oh you could see so much
Diluc was so tall.... it was great
“is this what height feels like?”
despite you enjoying every second of it, the pyro typhoon was slowly suffering
HIS REPUTATION !! WHAT HAPPENS TO HIS REPUTATION ???
the answer is nothing (except that Donna is jealous and pissed)
“How much longer are we going to have to do this for?”
“The whole day, obviously! That was the bet!” you cheered, clearly enjoying where you were currently. His suffering for your enjoyment.
The red-haired man sighed and continued walking around, eventually drifting over to the giant tree in the middle of Windrise.
He stops next to the base of the oak tree, slightly lowering himself down. You weren’t exactly surprised that he could carry your weight, since he wields a giant claymore as a weapon, but you couldn’t feel not just the tiniest bit bad for him.
you guys were playing a guessing game as Diluc took a shift at Angel’s Share last night
“how much is venti gonna drink tonight”
you won, obviously
that damn bard drank at least 50,000 mora’s worth in dandelion wine
HE DOESNT EVEN PAY FOR IT IN MORA
and thats how you lose money in a business, children
You lowered yourself off of the man’s back, assuming that’s what he wanted.
“Hey, sorry about the bet...” you trail off, taking a seat on the grass and letting the wind graze your face.
“It’s fine. A bet is a bet.”
“Yeah but--” you stopped. There was absolutely no way that you would win this debate.
The pyro user looked at you after a few seconds of silence. You usually talked a lot more than this and strongly believed in sharing your thoughts, so what was stopping you now?
“You know what? Let’s just go to the winery and take a walk there together.” You begrudgingly got up from your spot from the cool grass and started to walk in the direction of the winery.
There were a few hurried steps coming from behind you, assumingly from Diluc, but you paid no mind to him. He probably just didn’t wanna leave you behind--
“Woah-- hey! Diluc, wh--”
“A bet is a bet.”
you found yourself on his shoulders this time
dude really ran up and lifted you onto his shoulders
like dipped under you
mans said “woOOP”
you would kill him but hes too hot for that 😉
You sighed.
A bet is a bet.
you were taller than the alchemist
not by much, but it was enough that it was wacky as hell
(i hc that Albedo isn’t super strong so he’s struggling even tho he’s a sword user-- tbh i thought that he was a catalyst at first lmao)
it’s so funny because Albedo is literally holding you like a baby being burped while doing some sort of experiment
“Stop kicking before I spill something on the both of us, (Y/N).”
“No.”
The blond sighed and continued to work on some kind of potion.
It was comforting to be in someone’s embrace again. How long’s it been? Years, maybe...
And soon enough, you fell asleep while the scholar cradled you in his arms.
i can assure you that he was FREAKING OUT
he was scared that he would wake you up if he put you down on the bed that the he occasionally would sleep on (he survives on caffeine)
but he needed to do this experiment
like... NEEDED to
“../N)..? (Y/N), wake up.” You whined in response, not really processing anything that was coming out of Albedo’s mouth. “You won’t be able to sleep later tonight if you continue with your nap.”
“..what time is it..?” you let out a large yawn and covered your mouth. Since you had just woken up, your brain had refused to function properly. And with that, it took you a while to realize that you were laying on a bed.
Albedo was still working on something (you weren’t sure what) but stopped to wake you up.
he’s cute
but he almost blew up
impressive how you didn’t wake up
“Only around sunset. Come, I’ll make dinner.”
the least i could say is that Xiao was not pleased.
HE WANTED TO COMPLAIN SO MUCH
but he didn’t wanna hurt your feelings 🥺
karmic debt was nothing compared to you feeling sad /j
karmic debt is horrible :( poor xiao
also being in crowded places was not fun for him
LANTERN RITE !! he did think that the xiao lanterns were cute
“Ooh, ooh, look! It’s a food stand,” you excited pointed out from on the yaksha’s back, “wanna get something? There might be almond tofu!”
“Only if there’s--”
“--almond tofu. Yeah, yeah, I know. It’s the only thing you can stomach. Mr. Dream Eater...”
That must’ve struck a chord in him. The “young” man kissed his teeth, showing a hostile attitude that he had never done to you.
“Just because I agreed to let you win doesn’t mean that I won’t go back on it.”
secretly he didn’t
he really enjoyed your company and hates everyone else
funny because he desires company and love but WHATEVER !
xiao loves you in some type of way
he adores you and all of your stupidity
and sometimes you mess up and it’s fine
it’s just a “mortal thing”
(he also makes mistakes but shh)
You remained silent until the two of you reached the food stand, filled with savoury smells and delicious aromatics. Though there was no almond tofu.
“You wanna try somewhere else? I don’t mind going to find a different spot.”
Xiao grumbled. Not like you were the one walking and exerting energy to get from one place to another.
“Fine.”
“Look... I promise this is gonna be the last place. If we don’t find any, we can go back to Wangshu Inn and ask Verr Goldet for some,” you reasoned.
The adeptus remained silent, but didn’t show any signs of displeasure. You took it as a yes.
“Wanmin restaurant has some, I think! It’s the best of the best in Liyue too.”
“This better be worth it.”
“Don’t worry, it will! I’ll even pay for it and everything!” He sighed, making his way toward the restaurant. Honestly, you didn’t wanna even get anything to eat. For the most part, it was just spoiling Xiao for once since he never went anywhere and only ate the almond tofu Verr Goldet made at the Inn.
HI RIRI CAN I ASK FOR A BAJI X READER FLUFF FOR IF HE MADE IT TO THE HOSP AFTER THE VALHALLA FIGHT
「 𝐲𝐨𝐮'𝐫𝐞 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞. 」
visiting baji at the hospital after bloody halloween.
⊳ 𝐟𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠... baji keisuke x gn!reader
𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒 - anime spoilers (chapter 61+), cursing
𝐍𝐎𝐓𝐄𝐒 - writing this was absolutely painful why do u love angst so much this is why i tried to make it a comfort i literally cant write angst. cutoff after the header due to spoilers </3 (also very long, i like writing long scenarios for some reason)
“fucking hell, keisuke, what were you even thinking, stabbing yourself??” you quietly cried at the door, waiting for the light to turn off. hours and hours, waiting for his surgery to conclude. you were at the fight, simply watching. that was what you were asked to do, anyway.
a long 20 minutes passed after being at the hospital before his mother came around. it looked like she was working when she got the call about her son.
you introduced yourself to her, never even meeting the woman before, despite being her son’s s/o. but she didn’t even bat your eyelash. she knew who you were, what you did.
“break up with him. he’s in there because of your influence. my son is in there because of you.” she breaks down into tears in front of you. as much as you wanted to, you decided to refrain from comforting her and instead walked away.
since you weren’t there to check on keisuke immediately as his surgery was finished, you just walked home. it was now dark-- the moon shining through the clouds as if it were the sun in the darkest of skies. he would’ve loved to take a ride around town at this time.
days pass and you didn’t dare show your face at that hospital for as long as you could. it would suck if you bumped into his mom again.
on his birthday, you sent him a few “happy birthday, i love you babe”s and left it for him to see as soon as he got his phone. you hope he had gotten the messages soon. you even had a present for him, waiting to be opened until he was out of hospital.
“(y/n), you got some mail! come get it!” your mother called out as she left for work that morning.
you put on your school uniform and picked up your bag before almost tripping down the stairs of your decently furnished house, though quite bare despite the four people living there.
“baji kana? who’s that?” you mumble. they had the same last name as your hospitalized boyfriend, though it could’ve just been a coincidence.
“hello, to whoever this belongs to. my son, baji keisuke, has been in hospital for over a week now, since halloween. he asked me to write this letter to his significant other, (l/n) (y/n), for them to finally visit him. please come visit my him before he gets discharged the afternoon of the 23rd of this month.”
what a peculiar letter. well, that leaves approximately 15 days for you to go find him.
and 10 days pass like they were nothing. touman was still recovering, you discovered. not doing so well without a first division captain right now, were they?
you sigh. it was thursday evening. might as well skip school tomorrow to honour the one and only baji keisuke. i’m sure he would appreciate you doing such a thing, since you were “such a diligent student”.
(the statement was untrue, he’s just terrible at anything school-related. you were actually quite the average student)
～ 場地圭介 ～
“baji keisuke’s room number, please?” you asked, secretly giddy to see your boyfriend for the first time in several weeks. the last time you saw him was when he was quite literally on a death bed.
“215, on the third floor.”
nodding, you left the very tired-looking receptionist without another word. they absolutely wanted to get out of there and just sleep at home.
you had to hold yourself back from just sprinting up the stairway to see keisuke. were you being too obvious that you were excited? possibly. but you really couldn’t help it.
finally, you slow down your footsteps while arriving at the door that had the numbers 215 on them. your heart was racing faster than when your whole world collapsed as you saw the same man in that hospital bed falling unconscious in matsuno’s arms.
as you collected yourself, the door creaked open and you were met with the same woman that you encountered while waiting for keisuke’s surgery to finish (which was something that you never actually see end).
“so you’re the one keisuke asked to send the letter to.” you gulp and nod, she was extremely intimidating. the scowl on her face slowly turns into content. “he’s said only good things of you. take care of him well.”
you tried to reply with a “i will, thank you,” but you only nodded and bowed your head. all of the words you wanted to say were stuck in your throat, trapped like there was no escape.
walking into the room, you notice that it was a single-person room. and it was quite a nice one at that.
“(y/n)?” you hear a familiar voice, a bit rasp and quiet, but it was unmistakable.
“keisuke?” you whip your head towards the source of the vocalization. there he was, in the bed, alright.
your pace speeds up as you start walking towards him. there was a seat next to his bed, so you sat down. it was uncomfortably warm, presumably being sat in right before you arrived.
his hand was held out, like he wanted something. you placed your hand into his, feeling its warmth for the first time in nearly a whole month.
“god, don’t fucking do that shit again, you dumb fuck?!” you badger. “you had me so worried i couldn’t sleep for a whole damn week.”
“yeah, well i’m here now, ain’t i?”
“you wouldn’t if the paramedics didn’t come any later than they did. you passed out in the ambulance when i was there with you.”
he let out a small laugh that just warmed your heart and gave you these unexplainable butterflies in your stomach. yeah, it’s the same baji keisuke that you fell in love with.
“don’t make me worried like this again, keisuke, or i’m the reason why you’re gonna be here again.”
“that’s not how you treat someone who almost died!”
“it’s okay, since i still love you and all,” you laugh. “i skipped school for you, is that enough for you?”
when you finally start to open up to them after a traumatic experience.
𝐟𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠... baji keisuke, hanemiya kazutora x gn!reader (separate)
𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒 - ANGST; anime spoilers (chapter 61) for both, cursing, mentions of violence, mentions of suicide
𝐍𝐎𝐓𝐄𝐒 - cutoff right at the headers due to spoilers! also yuh i changed the plot a little we dont mind a little bit of [redacted]. also they turned out to be very long but i enjoyed making all of it so i’ll probably make more <3 originally was gonna have two more characters but i’m gonna have them in a whole different part (+ more)
𝐁𝐀𝐉𝐈 knew something was off after that incident. afterall, he did almost die, and to his own hands at that.
his limited texting time ended up being left on delivered. even a simple read would be nice. let him know that you were alive.
a month of being in the hospital and he was finally discharged, though he still had to be careful due to his stab wounds that he graciously have himself (with the inclusion of kazutora).
finally, some fucking freedom. he could see what you’ve been up to for the past month ignoring his messages.
“oi, (y/n), open the door!” he barked, banging on the front door of your family home. you take a peek outside of your window, carefully opening the curtain.
he turns his head and sees you peeking through a small crack of the cloth that hid you from the outside world. realizing that you’ve been caught, you reluctantly head downstairs, wrapped in a blanket.
“why haven’t you been seeing my texts--” you bit your lip as he scolded you. he was really there, right in front of you. the same as he was a month ago, just... a little more rational than stabbing himself in the gut and being on the brink of death.
you held in tears and wouldn’t dare look at him in the face. the black haired male found that strange - you used to love looking at and complimenting his face and its features.
he knew you as a strong, reserved, and kind human being that he fell in love with. you loved to observe small and minute details of anything. but you seemed to be interested in the very plain tile flooring.
“hey... are you alright?” he tried to look under the makeshift hood but you turned before he could get the chance to see your face. he tried again, with the same result. at this point he’s already fed up with you.
“tch, what the fuck (y/n) - LOOK AT ME.” you jumped at his sudden demand and rise in volume. you insisted that you wouldn’t let him see your face by covering it up with the blanket. “fucking... take the blanket off, i wanna see your face.”
“no.”
“then answer me.”
“no reason.”
he sighs. “let me see your fucking face before i leave.”
“and if i don’t--”
before you could even finish your sentence before rips the thick fabric off of your body. he was taller, and much stronger than what you ever would be.
the intensity of the sunlight would have blinded you for a second, but the silhouette in front of you prevented that.
his eyes widened a bit, seeing your disheveled hair and red eyes pouring tears as if they were waterfalls. was this how you lived for the past month while he was gone? it was only the very beginning of december too.
the two of you stood there, processing the appearance of each other. before you knew it your arms were wrapped around your boyfriend. since you (quite literally) threw yourself at him, he stumbled back a few steps and accepted your embrace.
“KEISUKE..!! IT REALLY IS YOU...”
“yeah no shit, it really is me.”
after a while of each other’s warm embrace, you separate (to both you and your boyfriend’s dismay). the waterworks had stopped within the strong hold, though your eyes were still pretty much excreting it’s own water.
“don’t ever fucking do that again,” you nag while playfully punching him on the arm. “i’ll fucking kill ya if ya do.”
“i won’t leave your side like that ever again, don’t worry.”
𝐊𝐀𝐙𝐔𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐀 felt like shit after what he did to baji, someone who stuck by him for however long. and it was even worse that you happened to be there to see it. the love of his life, seeing him do something you never would have thought he would ever attempt.
after the incident of bloody halloween, kazutora was sentenced to 10 years in juvie. he would be released at the age of 25. spending that long in such a place is bound to give people some kind of problem for the rest of their life.
he convinced himself that you would visit him everyday to keep him company. but that barely happened.
sure, you visited him frequently, but it wasn’t as frequent as he would like. he was being selfish, he’d admit, but once every two weeks felt like a stretch.
sometimes you would ramble on and on about how horrible school was, or how taking care of your little brother (who had just turned 7) was “so annoying”. he was pissed, and so were you.
how did he even think that attempted murder was a good idea? you knew he could make better decisions than that.
how dare you even ramble during his time with you about the things you could only do as a free citizen.
a year passes. your visits to him became shorter and shorter, and less frequent at times too.
“fucking hell - kazutora listen to me. i can’t stand to look at you. i fucking regret falling in love with a delinquent like you in the first place.”
that day, on november 27, 2006, hanemiya kazutora’s heart was shattered into pieces.
what happened to the affectionate (y/n) he knew and loved 14 months ago? what happened to the kind and tasteful (y/n)? what changed them?
“this is the last time i’m seeing you, so be fucking grateful that i stuck around for this long,” you grumble. “great knowing you, you fucking murderer.”
“you fucking murderer, huh...” he laughed at the thought. he really was a murderer. no mistaking it.
you walked out of the detention center, completely pissed. pissed at hanemiya kazutora, and pissed at yourself. you really didn’t mean what you said, it just came out. but what’s done is done, and it was irreversible.
trying to sleep that night was the worst. you couldn’t fall asleep, and even when you did, it was for around 5 minutes at a time. during those 5 minutes, the scene of kazutora stabbing baji or you lashing out at him a few hours earlier replayed in your head.
“i need to go see him tomorrow.”
and you did. you brought a small plastic bag filled with a few snacks the two of you could share, though it would be checked by the security in the front.
“hanemiya kazutora? he said he wasn’t feeling well today, so he’s not taking visitors.” ah, of course. he was probably in the same boat as you. no sleep, and probably minimal crying but intense feelings of guilt and pain.
“oh, i see.”
“please feel free to check in with us tomorrow, though! please have a nice day!”
and days turned into weeks, and weeks into a month. it’s been a month. you hadn’t heard from him in a month.
“hanemiya kazutora?” the receptionist pulled you closer so she could whisper into your ear. “he’s in solitary confinement for attempted suicide. he’ll be out in five days, if you wanna come back and check up on him.”
suicide? the kazutora you knew would never do that... right? and you knew damn well that it was your fault that he was like this too.
“fucking-- alright, thank you.”
“no problem.” she smiles. it’s been the same exact woman every day that you’ve visited. “you must really love him, huh?”
“well, um, you could say something like that i guess.”
five days pass. it’s new year’s day. kazutora had been released from solitary confinement and it was now the year 2007.
“hanemiya, you have a visitor.”
“(y/n)? i thought you never wanted to see a murdering delinquent like me again.” venom seeped from the words he spewed.
“i know, i know. just take a seat and we can talk about it.”
“i don’t wanna talk about it with a bitch like you.”
“i know why you attempted. now sit.”
he rolls his eyes but still sits across the table from you.
“i fucking messed up that day, i know. i didn’t mean what i said, i was just fed up with everything at the time. i’m sorry, kazutora.” he looks at you, not saying a word. his eyes say “go on.”
“i quit my part-time job to visit you more often. i know you wanted me to come every day from the very start, but i didn’t have any time. now i can come every other day. and- and i can bring you something from home every day too.”
“is that it?” his eyes were devoid of any emotion. you nod slowly.
“sounds cool. but you’re still gonna owe me once i get out of this hell, babe.” he forces a smile out before being taken away by one of the guards.
when you style your hair to match him, even if it meant cutting it all off.
𝐟𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠... sano “mikey” manjirou, kokonoi “koko” hajime x f!reader (separate)
𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒 - cursing (one in koko’s), mentions of nudity (non-sexual)
𝐍𝐎𝐓𝐄𝐒 - honestly made this an f!reader last minute bc i just was not feeling the gn! vibes at all </3 mission failed we’ll get em next time
𝐌𝐈𝐊𝐄𝐘 was pleasantly surprised when he saw you that day at school. your abnormally long hair had been cut to a more manageable shoulder length and your bangs tied back like your boyfriend. hell, you almost dyed your hair to match mikey’s blond.
at first he didn’t wanna make a comment on it. he thought it was absolutely adorable of you, which he would never admit out loud, but it made him wonder if you wanted a compliment or not.
“[l/n]!! your hair’s so nice today!” one of your classmates commented. it was currently lunchtime and mikey had just walked into the room to retrieve you.
“really? i don’t think i pull it off as well as mikey though...” you accepted the compliment (not really) and turned your head towards the door when the rest of the once bustling classroom started to quiet down. there you spot him walking towards you.
“have a nice lunch, (l/n)...” your classmate backed away slowly. no one, and i repeat, no one wanted to mess with tokyo manji gang’s leader, let alone his precious girlfriend.
“ah, you too!”
you waved them off while a small smile while grabbing the bento from your bag. today, you packed two since you knew mikey was coming to school. you even packed a dorayaki for him.
as you pulled out the two boxes, your boyfriend stood there with his hands in his pockets. so intimidating, and for what.
“c’mon, let’s go! we won’t have enough time left to eat if we just wait here,” you complain. he wasn’t moving a muscle. you wouldn’t dare to try and move him, even if he wouldn’t bring a hand on you.
“who was that,” he mumbled dejectedly.
“huh? oh, that was just a random classmate, nothing to worry about!” he let out a small puff and started his way out of the classroom and to the courtyard.
～ 東京卍會 ～
“how about we go get some ice cream? my treat.”
“i have something to do, sorry.”
you bite your tongue. you tried really hard last night trying to perfect your hair and replicate mikey’s but he hadn’t said anything all day. maybe he just didn’t care. or maybe you did a bad job and he didn’t want to tell you. or--
“by the way, your hair is nice. you should keep it like that.”
𝐊𝐎𝐊𝐎 loved you to death, but he absolutely despised how long and messy your hair got sometimes. he once voiced his displeasures about your hair and never did again since you looked so dejected after it. he felt really bad. he swears that his heart hurts every time he thought about it.
so once you actually came around to getting it done, you wanted to make it special. something with hajime in mind. therefore getting the same haircut as him was okay.
when he found out only a few hours later due to... sources (inupi), he ran over to your house with no warning. you gave him a key earlier on in your relationship for emergencies, and he deemed this an emergency.
“(Y/N) LET ME SEE YOUR HAIR.”
“WHAT THE FUCK - GET OUT!”
okay so it turned out that you were about to change your clothes before a certain someone barged into your own house unannounced. you had no top and only some panties on that koko had bought you one year literally for the sole reason that you would like them and that they were cheap. yeah, koko has a lot of money but he’s not exactly fond of just using it left and right. you were still his sugar baby sometimes.
“let me see your hair.”
“let me put on some CLOTHES.”
it took your a while to just put on some clothes, so koko, once again, burst into your room where you were looking very attentively to yourself in the mirror, fixing up your hair.
he was amazed by the amount of concentration that you put into your hair. it was cut really well too, how much would that cost??
as much as he doesn’t like spending so much money, he’ll use it for anything expensive that he doesn’t want you paying for yourself. nice clothes? he’ll pay. nice restaurant? he’ll go with you and pay for both. spa day? he’ll pay for the majority. the only reason why he pays for all of this is simple - you just don’t do these things, so it’s like a gift from him to you every once in a while.
“why’d you wanna see my hair so badly..?”
“inupi called me and thought he saw you with different hair that somehow matched mine.”
“ah. him. yeah, i thought i saw him, i just didn’t think he would’ve cared.”
the male crossed his arms as you fixed the last few strands of your hair to call it completed. he inspected your hair with judging, yet very soft eyes. he smiles.
“let’s go out - i need everyone in tokyo to know about us.”
hii can you write chifuyu angst it doesn’t matter how you write it ^_^
「 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐠𝐨𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐧 𝐦𝐞𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 」
when chifuyu's s/o gets into an accident and develops amnesia.
𝐟𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠... matsuno chifuyu x gn!reader
𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒 - drunk driving, (mentions of) death, severe injury, slight angst? (i cant write angst for shit)
𝐍𝐎𝐓𝐄𝐒 - i was so sad when i got this req guys this is my little meow meow what am i supposed to think of... also its so cliche bc i was playing minecraft and thought of this i almost cried while building my house
𝐂𝐇𝐈𝐅𝐔𝐘𝐔 loves you with all of his heart and more. you knew that-- for a while at least. now he wishes that you remembered who he even was.
on the second day of august in the year of 2005, chifuyu gave you a matching necklace. it was a black cat that was supposed to curl up with its white counterpart like it was a ying-yang symbol.
“‘fuyu, i told you that you really shouldn’t be spending your money on me.”
“no, it’s fine! anything to remind us of our love...”
“you don’t have to get us anything to remind us as long as we’re together, ya know?”
“think worst case scenario--! like one of us losing our memory...”
he planned out an entire date for the fifth, three days after giving you your half of the necklace. but it never happened.
later that same day, you took a taxi for some sort of business that your parents set you up for.
for some reason, there was some sort of lunatic or drunk driver who was driving an industrial truck. they ran a red light at a big intersection, and hit several different cars, which included the one you were in.
thankfully, you and your driver were alive, though sustained several traumas and only a few life-threatening injuries. many of the other people within the accident were in the same boat as you or dead.
as soon as he heard, chifuyu rushed to the hospital that you were being operated in. as soon as you were stable, you would be transferred to a hospital closer your residence. and as soon as you were accepting visitors, chifuyu would become the next usain bolt.
it wasn’t very soon, but he was able to see you a month and a half after the initial incident. your procedures were successful, though you had a serious brain injury that rendered the majority of your body paralyzed and caused amnesia.
there were two types of amnesia that you could have gotten. the type where you struggle to make new memories and the type where you forget your past memories. unfortunately, you had the latter.
“will you still fall in love with me if you forgot me?”
“of course i would! why wouldn’t i?”
“didn’t you hate me at first?”
“it-- it was the personality that counts!”
chifuyu was your first visitor, even before your parents.
“(y/n), don’t you remember me?” you stared at the strange fake blond with an undercut blankly. who was this? and why did he act like he knew you?
“ah, i’m sorry! i don’t think i know you, apologies.” your boyfriend’s smile dropped. what did you mean that you didn’t know him? you were even given your necklace back, how did you forget?
“i’m your boyfriend, (y/n). matsuno chifuyu. remember me now?”
you grin sheepishly. “no clue, sorry. i didn’t know i had a boyfriend, really.”
at this point, chifuyu looks more deflated than a pre-pumped balloon.
“well, even if you don’t remember me-- will you, er, will you still accept me as your boyfriend..?” you sigh. you were already tired, and your patience was growing thin.
“look, i don’t know who the hell you are but i’m really not interested in having a boyfriend while barely remembering someone,” you snap. “maybe past-me loved you but i don’t love you right now. talk to me about being my boyfriend after we become friends.”
you sucked on your teeth and closed your eyes. if you couldn’t see him, he wasn’t there.
“chifuyu, whoever you are...” you trail, your eyes still closed.
seeing as requests are open can i please request Albedo who was dating his s/o as an experiment but ended up falling in love with them and the s/o finds out?
𝐅𝐄𝐀𝐓𝐔𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆: albedo x gn!reader
𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒: you (reader) have a hydro vision! <3
𝐍𝐎𝐓𝐄𝐒: originally had a long note so heres a tl;dr - ily anon ty for the albedo, delayed bc of school/grades + tumblr deleted my completed drafts TWICE, slightly changed the prompt bc i cant read <3 (also consider: burnout and executive dysfuction)
chalk doesnt have feelings i hope everyone knows that
and love is subjective
so one day Albedo kinda just overheard someone in Mondstadt talking about someone (Donna)
“hmm... what is love” - Albedo, XXXX
dude made a whole hypothesis too like damn bro !
his test subject was you because you happened to work with him the most
convenience !
“Albedo... do you think we can make organisms with water?”
“What makes you think that?” he questions. You usually didn’t ask questions, especially not out loud and to him.
You were reserved and didn’t really deal well with people in general, therefore now making you a people pleaser. “Always be the best,” you were told, “always stay #1.”
“Oh, uh, nothing in particular... It’s just that we could make life out of anything theoretically, right? So would water be different? Is the water from my hydro vision the same as regular water we would see out in the rivers?”
“Yes, you do make a good point. Why don’t we make that our experiment after we begin the one that I plan to start?”
“The one you plan to start? You’ve already thought of another? Sir, we just got back into Mondstadt after almost blowing up a part of Dragonspine.”
He looked hesitant to admit what he wanted to say. Would it come across as too straightforward? “Love” seemed to be this sort of... sensitive topic to a few.
“Well, I had overheard someone mumbling to themselves about love and decided that there was no harm in trying it.” Immediately, you felt your face start to burn, quickly spreading to the tips of your ears and neck.
“W-Wait a second... Are you sure this is an experiment?!? Love takes time!”
“Yes, well... we could just use the title of ‘dating’ for now and see what happens.”
“I, well, um... I guess you’re right. But I still don’t think you should ask random people that question if you ever do so again...” Especially since you’re so good-looking... you thought to yourself. You sigh and throw your ponderings away. This wasn’t the time for that!
“This happens to be my only experiment for my selfish question, so I do not intend to do so to anyone else.” He looks away from you for the first time since you arrived back at the Knights’ HQ.
he thought that it was a super dumb question and never wants to ask it again
but seeing you flustered??? was so cute????
whatever. he is Albedo, Chief Alchemist of the Knights of Favonius.
hes a genius, not depressed. (iykyk)
“I’ll ask Acting Grand Master Jean to let us go to Liyue Harbour. A change in scenery would be nice, as well it being surrounded by copious amounts of water, perfect for our new experiment. Isn’t that right, Love?”
“LOVE”... HOLY BARBATOS. HELLO?? THAT’S SO CUTE.....
No. No, no. He is way too good at this. HE’S SUCH A SMOOTH TALKER.
You could feel your face warm up again, right after you had cooled down.
“Uh, well, yes-- actually, no, I mean...” you stammered as your brain started to process the words more and more. He chuckled. This was gonna be a long experiment, won’t it.
A few months pass and the bond between the two of you became stronger and stronger until you really couldn’t tell if it was still actually an experimental dating simulator or what.
“Dear, is there something wrong?”
“Oh, ah, it’s nothing, really.” Lies.
He gives you a skeptical look. He definitely knows that something is wrong, just not what.
i mean were you guys even in love or anything??
you couldnt tell at all and albedo shows very little signs of anything
plus he made for a good liar.
MAN HE WASNT EVEN HUMAN
“Okay... please know that you can always come to me whenever you need to.” He walks away to work on a different lab, the one that you came up with. Surprisingly, the two of you working on it together didn’t speed up the process.
You take a deep breath and let it all out. How would you even go forward with this?
Minutes become hours and hours become days. Pushing the problem to the side was not how you should be handling this...
“Albedo, can we talk?” You popped into your significant other’s office after knocking. He looks up, nodding his head.
“Dear, is there something wrong?” Again, those exact words. You stumble over your mental script. What should you say first???
“So you know how you said that we could pretend date and stuff a few months back...? I was just, um, wondering if you actually loved me...” you trailed, not really knowing how to explain your thoughts. “You seem really lovey-dovey and stuff which is great and cool but is it all satire or--”
“Should we go see the Deaconess? You don’t seem yourself, Darling.” You were taken aback by his interjection.
“What makes you say that?”
“The real and true (Y/N) that I love would never doubt my feelings, would they?”
“Well-- it’s just that-- I didn’t--”
“Why don’t we get you checked out? Maybe that can prove my love for you, Love.” The very apparent concern for your wellbeing shown on Albedo’s face was comforting.
Hi! Could i request hcs for Diluc and Xiao with a reader who is shy? Thank you!
𝐅𝐄𝐀𝐓𝐔𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆: xiao, diluc (separate) x gn!reader
𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒: a few swears in diluc’s! (it’s like one or two)
𝐍𝐎𝐓𝐄𝐒: this is actually my first tumblr post.... ive been super busy with school, sports, and other stuff. sorry! ill try to write more in the future! (constellations has been doing everything so far since i still dont know how tumblr works lol)
also, these are stupid long... and for what.
adventuring was a lot for you to process
okay, so maybe having your own Benny’s Adventure Team was not great while traveling through Dragonspine and Liyue
too many of everything
you ended up getting really beat up.
after passing through Mingyun Village, you could see Wangshu Inn and decided to stay there until you were healed up
you always found comfort in the night sky, so you went out there every day
It was your fifth night staying at the inn before you saw a short male standing on the balcony where you would usually be. Strange. You’d never seen anyone like that before.
You seemed to have caught him off guard when you started to approach him since he jumped a little.
Taking a closer look at his face, you studied it a bit. He had golden eyes and dark teal hair that seemed to frame his face perfectly, accompanied by lighter streaks of the same colour.
Pretty... you thought, completely entranced by this strange man (boy?).
“Ah, sorry. I’m probably disturbing you... I’ll go now...”
He blinked.
god he’s in love
not even romantic love but he loved you like the past adepti
xiao would see so many couples over the years that he’s been at the inn and absolutely hated them, but this??
okay it’s a different type of love but damn it felt nice
You started to turn and walk back to your room before hearing his voice.
“Stay.”
STAY??? WE MOVING KINDA FAST BUT ALRIGHT PRETTY BOY !!
On the outside, you were cooler than a cucumber. The inside? Chaos. Millions of thoughts raced throughout that little head of yours.
“Only if you’re fine with it...”
Turning back around, you took a few steps forward before noticing that he wore a lot of accessories on him. One of them being a mask that resembled one of the Vigilant Yaksha’s in that one book you read as a kid. Probably just a fan or something.
You reached the balcony, taking a spot next to him while also keeping some space between the two of you. Leaning on the balustrade (the railing of a balcony), you rested your head on top of your arms.
A comfortable silence was placed in the middle of the two. A silent breeze blew, adding to the mellow mood.
“What brings you here?” the pretty stranger suddenly inquired, gaining a small jolt from your serene state. “Did I scare you? My apologies.”
“Oh, uh, it’s nothing...” You lifted your head to look out at the lands of Dihua Marsh. Seeing Dragonspine in the distance gave you a chill. Those were not the greatest memories. The small movement didn’t go unnoticed by the boy.
“You’re an adventurer?”
“Oh... yeah, I am... I’m not that experienced yet, though...”
for SOME REASON... this man felt even more inclined to protect you
you still had a fair amount of bandages wrapped around your limbs, so it was clear that you were injured
GOD IF HE COULD JUST HUG YOU RIGHT THERE AND THEN
but he did not.
he has restraint.
he is a good boy.
“I met a traveler that wasn’t very experienced either.” This fact shocked you. So he has been here for a while... but why hadn’t you seen him before? Does he just... disappear into thin air..?
the answer is yes
he does indeed do that
but that’s besides the point.
“Oh... that’s nice...”
It was getting late. The moon was starting to lower back down and the lids of your eyes were getting heavier and heavier by the minute. You let out a yawn, but it was muffled by your head being buried in your arms once again.
“You should go get some rest.” You hummed.
Then, a thought popped into your head.
“If you don’t mind me asking... what’s your name?”
Even though you weren’t facing him, you could feel his piercing gaze on you. It wasn’t uncomfortable at all, but gave you a feeling of protection.
“Xiao.” You mouthed his name to yourself silently. It was nice.
“Goodnight, Xiao. I hope that we can do this again soon.”
“Goodnight to you...”
“(Y/N).”
“...(Y/N).”
you were a cryo catalyst that tried to fight against some cryo slimes alone
hint: that was a bad idea
my favourite elemental reaction was immune!
literally... you couldn’t even do anything to them
and you were getting beat up.
badly.
for plot convenience you were at the lake next to Dawn Winery
“Shit...”
At this point, you’d been fending these slimes off for around a quarter of an hour now and you were getting tired now.
Your dumbass tried to drown them in the lake but forgot that they immediately froze any moisture underneath them. You tried attacking them but everything you could do was inflict the freeze effect (against CRYO slimes).
You literally could not do anything. Time to get frozen to death!
“Burn!”
WHAT???
Suddenly, a big fire bird swept up the slimes that had been occupying you for the last 20 minutes or so, effectively taking them out.
At this point, the only thing that kept you standing was your adrenaline, which quickly ran out as you dropped to the ground in exhaustion. You let out a sigh, finally free from those damned slimes. You will have your revenge one day... just not today.
While you were resting on the ground, your saviour had been standing there, watching you calm down. And so you looked up to be greeted by probing crimson orbs, which definitely startled you.
Your saviour was.... Master Diluc. Master Diluc Ragnvindr, wealthiest man in Mondstadt. Him. In front of you.
“OH! I, um, Master Diluc! What brings you here?”
‘WHAT BRINGS YOU HERE??’ HE LIVES HERE THOUGH??
“I was taking a stroll around the winery and happened to see you in your own predicament.”
You attempted to stand up, though your legs failed you as you only flopped back onto the dirt.
diluc doesn’t wanna admit it but that was unbelievably stupid, cute, and endearing
okay and what if this emo boy doesn’t like people
he still has feelings too >:(
“I’ll stay here with you so you won’t get attacked again. So relax.”
Mans was telling you to “relax” while you were in the presence of a literal typhoon here. He was so brooding and scary-looking all the time that you couldn’t even try to relax.
A few minutes pass and the sound of water rushing was the only thing keeping you two company.
It was nice to enjoy nature, but the tension between the two of you was still higher than ever.
To break this silence, you had tried to stir up some small talk.
“The weather is nice today, huh...”
He grunted, which seemed to be a regular response of his. You started to notice this after a few questions like “how’s your day been” or “have any plans today?”
Not that you were genuinely interested. You bet that he could tell that you were trying to make it less awkward by responding at all, but it just didn’t help at all.
You were probably sitting for a good 10 minutes before deciding to stand up again, in which you were successful. But could you walk back to the city?
That was debatable.
You definitely felt and looked unstable, so being the gentleman he was raised to be, Diluc reluctantly bent down and slung your shoulder over his.
The height difference between the two of you was pretty big, so he ended up just carrying you to his place. As goofy as it looked, it got the job done.
