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#Sangonomiya Kokomi x reader
rosiexweil · 10 months
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To the writers out there who makes x oc fanfics please stop putting them in the “character x reader” or the “character x y/n” tags
Thank you 🫶🏻
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krowlovesinazuma · 2 months
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I posted this by accident... ;-;
Check out this prologue and this post for context!
Scenario: Talking to them about modern wars
Characters: Kujou Sara, Sangonomiya Kokomi
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With your appearance and needing to protect you, combined with all the things she already has to do as part of the Tenryou Commission, you shouldn't expect her to start this conversation. She can't help but be curious sometimes, but she won't tell.
The conversation would probably start with you making an off hand comment about wars in your world, which would lead her to ask, just for the sake of it. After all, information was never bad to have as a militarist... At least, that's what she thought.
She couldn't help but wish that it was a bad joke at first, but she listened intently, and asked many questions. Some were for precautions in her line of work, others were slightly more for curiosity's sake. It's easy to tell which is which from the tone of her voice, much to her dismay.
She wanted to hear you talk about battle strategies, but sadly, the battles themselves were never the focus of general history much, to her dismay. You were able to tell her about larger strategies, however, which she did wish to hear more about.
What scared her the most were the motivations. She understood that wars were not a fight of good against evil, but even she was appalled when she heard the political issues that led to these conflicts.
Well, either that, or the sheer mass of numbers related to everything. Millions of deaths across the world, all just listed as data and passed off as history... It was terrifying for her to think about such large numbers.
And then the weaponry... She was actually interested in hearing about this quite decently, but after hearing the first few details, mainly gigantic bombs or mechanized guns, she was done.
As soon as she's done with this break of hers she's going to thoroughly rethink aggressive politics and the dangers of large-scale conflicts. Partly for her country, but she couldn't shake this fear for her men, herself, or even for you...
"Please excuse me for having interrupted you, but I do not wish to know more. It's... Unsettling to think about, especially how you just mention it so casually. I know we may have a dark past as Inazuma as well, but I assure you, we'll maintain this peace, for all our sake."
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Kokomi loves reading about old warfare and similar tales in her downtime, so it was a simple matter of time before she asked about it when the two of you were just relaxing in down time.
She couldn't lie, she was half expecting you to not know, as many in Inazuma didn't know many specifics about old wars, especially since they were so many centuries ago. When you told her that the ones you spoke about were only about a century old though, she was curious.
The large scale of everything did take her off guard however. While she read of warfares, none she knew involved such large countries, especially not any that were that recent. She realized how serious of a subject this was, and yet you were so casual about it...
She asked why you treated it as common knowledge, and to her surprise, it was apparently supposed to be? It saddened her to hear that it was all just data for most people, but the thought of hearing more details kept her hooked.
The first thing that truly unsettled her were the origins of the war. She understood that it was the reason why it was spread as common knowledge, but the fact that it happened either way was more than troubling, especially as a leader herself.
She couldn't even imagine the aftermath that you described. She had gotten used to taking losses and learning to overcome them in her time as a leader, but never had she faced something so devastating as the things you describe.
And then of course, the weaponry. While she was mostly intrigued by the use of firearms and how advanced they were from swords and shields, but when the theme switched to nukes and bombardments, she was very much intimidated.
She tried to act the same after that talk, but she couldn't help but feel worried for both you and her island if tension ever came to rise. Sadly for you, that means more effort into her work for her.
"Huh? Of course I'm fine, you don't need to worry about me so much. In fact, I'm thankful for you telling me all of this. I know that we don't have numbers as large in our humble island, but it's better to be safe than sorry... What do I mean? Well, treating my leadership with more care, for starters."
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amaiaqt · 11 months
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ㅤㅤㅤㅤミㅤcome back, come homeㅤ⋆ 。˚ㅤ♡ ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤhow much do they miss you when you're gone ? ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤwanderer, kokomi !
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"anonymous order; ...may i request just a tad bit too much with wanderer and kokomi ( im manifesting ) ? — message cut."
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤfor a fellow manifester, let's get them !!! ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤthanks for requesting enjoy ! xoxo ♡
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤwarnings : mentioned injury ! ( kokomi )
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ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ。゚ ⊹ㅤwanderer !ㅤ
due to trying to focus on his studies at the akademiya, he often finds himself losing time to spend with you. where instead of melting into your warmth as he drifts off to sleep with you in his arms, he'd end up falling asleep while studying for a long test at his desk. where instead of waking up to you kissing his cheek and cupping his face, he'd be waking up to the pages of his textbook sticking to the sweat on his forehead.
he's not the only busy one in your relationship though, as a matter of fact, you might be the busier one.
from constantly having to deal with wandering fungi in an area you were tasked with clearing, to spewing curses under your breathe while charging into eremite camps under a commission. those fungi infestations aren't just going to fade away by themselves, those damned treasure hoarders won't leave the ancient ruins alone.
you're stuck with taking commissions all around sumeru. and poor kunikuzushi is stuck at his desk, worried sick and repeatedly tapping his foot on the ground and clenching the pen in his hand hard, - he wants to help you on those expeditions so bad. - glaring at the words on his paper as if they read insults to him.
so when nahida stepped into his room one afternoon, while he was studying, and announced your return from another expedition, he stood up from his seat so fast that his chair nearly fell over as he rushed out to finally see you.
"[name] ?" he called out as he turned to last corner before entering the sala, and there you were, seated comfortably on the sofa and blowing lightly on the still steaming tea in your hands. you looked up at him with an equally excited smile and set your cup down before standing up.
"kuni, how i missed —" arms wrapped around your waist and you were pulled into his chest, hearing his heartbeat. "i missed you more, i missed you so much more." he responded to your cut sentence, holding the both of you still for a few minutes.
"the akademiya has been hell, and you were gone on a week-long expedition, i was barely surviving here." you chuckled at your boyfriend's words, humming as the two of you pulled away and sat down, his arms still around your waist.
"sorry for being gone for so long, love. i got lost and ended up in an area i wasn't assigned to, those two last days were me being lost and stranded for a bit." "WHAT ?!" "yeah !" "oh don't act like that's the best thing you could've told me about your trip."
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ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ。゚ ⊹ㅤsangonomiya kokomi !ㅤ
kokomi often finds herself away for long periods of time. be it a need to take a break from social gatherings or drowning herself in plans for the resistance. either way, she considers herself lucky to have such a partner like you.
a partner like you that understands her boundaries and gives her all the time she needs, but knows to check on her as well. a partner like you who considers all her needs. a partner like you who feels meant for her. a partner like you who is just, so patient with her.
she thinks she should teach herself to be as patient as you, because right now, she was fidgeting with her fingers as she waited outside of the medical tent, wanting to tend to your wounds herself.
this afternoon was supposed to be one of those where she waits for you at home, but she couldn't just wait when she was informed that you got injured in the midst of battle. she needed to be there for you, so here she was, waiting outside of the tent as she was told.
"please be patient her excellency, our best on-field doctor is cleaning their wounds." "thank you for taking care of her, general gorou. i just wish i could tend to her myself." gorou frowned in sympathy for the priestess before excusing himself to check on his other troops, giving kokomi the space for her to wait in peace.
soon, the doctor stepped out of the tent, calling for her. "her excellency ?" "here, i am here." "they would like you to come in." and at that signal, kokomi couldn't keep herself together anymore as she rushed into the tent, her eyes finally laying on your bandage littered figure.
"darling !" "sweetheart !" her arms wrapped around you gentle, her cold tears tickling the skin of your collarbone, but you didn't mind as you held her close to you as well. "i'm okay now, see ? i apologize for worrying you my darling. ." you whispered softly into her ear as she hugged you, hiccupping between breathes as her tears still stained your collarbone.
"i missed you so much. i missed you so so much, i was so worried." her voice shook as she sat up, cupping her face as if grounding herself still. "i nearly knocked over a few things when i rushed out after i was informed you were here." you chuckled softly at her concern, taking her hands in yours and kissing each of her knuckles tenderly. "again, i apologize for worrying you, my darling." you spoke again, wiping away the tear stains left on her cheeks as she shook her head with a smile.
"no, don't apologize, i'm just glad to have you here now." she reassured.
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ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ© amaiaqt, 2023 ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ ㅤㅤㅤㅤdo not plagiarize !
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vtoriacore · 1 year
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✧ oh, she wants you!
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note: man im so damn whipped for the genshin women from inazuma so i couldn't help but write a lil' smth smth because there is an appaling lack of content for them and i won't stand for it any longer !!
tw: NSFW, [18+ fem!reader] - mentions of female anatomy, use of "mommy" in yae's, degradation, bondage, slight electric play
characters: yae miko, raiden shogun, kamisato ayaka, sangonomiya kokomi, naganohara yoimiya
synopsis: in which they can't help but want you all over them; just whose fault is it that you're so damn irresistible in every way, shape and form anyway?
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✯; yae miko eating you out, not stopping after your third or fourth orgasm to show you who you belong to after seeing you spend too much time with another shrine maiden; she wants those pretty eyes on her at all times and she won't hesitate to show you that they should be by sending you straight to celestia with her tongue as she enjoys every mewl and moan that emits past your lips.
"hm? what was that? i can't make it out over the moaning, my pretty, dirty little slut. now be a good girl and take it as mommy wants you to, hm?" she'd feel proud of the way your fingers would cradle through her hair, pulling occasionally as you'd buck your hips into her face until you let that sweet aroma fill her very being. the way you beg and cry for more almost makes her climb on top to ride you, almost.
but rest assured, she won't stop until it's only her name you can utter by turning you into a babbling mess as her tongue penetrates your soaking pussy. by the seven, she just loved the way you tasted; how could she not lap your slick up untill you were an incoherent mess, until she couldn't help but engrave you into her senses so she never forgets how heavenly your sweet scent really is?
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✯; ei blindfolding you and tying you up until you're left to hang from the ceiling by your wrists with the elaborate knots accentuating the curves of your divine body, not paying attention to your pleas as you whine for her tongue to run over every aching from the heat crevice of your supple skin. and although she wants to cave in so bad, she knows she has an eternity ahead of her to worship your body just as you always worship hers.
but even though she enjoys the sight alone, she lives for the way you shiver under her touch as she ghosts her slender fingers over your perked up nipples and the way you moan out her name in that sultry voice like the filthy little whore that you are for her every time; it gets her so wet she can barely stick to just simply watching you all wrapped up as originally planned.
the sensation of when she she sends a shock through your body using her vision leaves you breathless and wanting more, drool making its way down your chin and craving her skillful fingers deep inside you as she makes you sing her praise upon praise despite your mind not thinking of anything other than her body. but you don't mind doing so as long as you get to please your archon, and have her pleasure you in return for your endurance of her self-indulgent acts.
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✯; ayaka eyeing your form, tracing every curve of your body as a blush overtakes her features over the filthy thoughts she is having. how would you taste if she connected both your lips? would you like the way her hands roamed your body as she begged you to take her? will you press her up against a wall and have your way with her after she gives you the dirtiest lap dance of your life?
god, she couldn't wait for you to expertly touch her as you always do, rough but always making sure her pleasure comes first. it made her unfold so fast, all the embarrassment leaving her body as you'd gaze at her as if she was the one to hang all the stars in the sky. and she certainly knew she'd be seeing the stars you believed she hung by the end of her teasing.
so when the plush skin of her ass pushes against your thighs as she continues swaying her hips in a circular motion, you just can't help but squeeze and prod. how could you when she was practically inviting you to? and finally, when you've had enough teasing and grab her by her hips to bring her down (hard enough to leave bruises), ayaka knows that she won't be walking straight for the next week.
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✯; kokomi letting you sit on her lap, not knowing how difficult it wold be filling out the battle strategy diaries as you shift around on her thighs. it's not your fault your girlfriend looked so damn hot when she was chewing on her quill though, and kokomi wouldn't ever admit it but she loved the way you'd eye her lips everytime she did so.
you both knew it was a battle of who would snap first, and this time you were victorious as the prietess couldn't help but grow hot under your clothed cunt rubbing against her thigh and your perky breasts pressing up against her own chest creating this delightful friction she wanted more of. and despite you being a distraction, she couldn't help but want to ditch her duties and just have you use her as you please.
with how expertly your hand toyed with her underwear as you wore that annoyingly hot smirk which signified you winning this war for dominance, kokomi just had to submit and plead you to let those fingers thrust into her until she lost her mind instead. and who were you to deny her cute face, cheeks set ablaze and pretty pink lips forming a little kissable pout?
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✯; yoimiya innocently bending down to set the fireworks alight on the hill of kangon island so they'd illuminate the warm, summer night sky all the while she grows flushed under your stare. you have been not so discreetly looking at her for the past 20 minutes with such intensity she thought she was going to burn up. but at the same time, she wanted nothing more but for you to continue.
"y-you know . . . if you want me, you can have me. i . . . i want you just as bad." she'd eventually mutter out in a moment of confidence, leaning closer into you to search your eyes as you gaze at her lips. and when you eventually close the gap, she can't help but lean into you, letting your hands explore her already flaming body.
yoimiya lives for the way your fingers trace the curves of her hips, the way you eventually slip your fingers under the apricot-orange happi she is wearing, the way you untie the sash holding it together to expose more of her body. and she most especially lives for the way you tell her you're the luckiest woman alive to have graced teyvat as you paint the skin of her neck a deep mauve colour with your lips.
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stellar-skyy · 8 months
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PRECIOUS THINGS - Kazuha, Itto, Heizou, Kokomi & reader
i. SUMMARY: What kind of things would they give as a gift? ii. CONTENT WARNINGS: None! iii. NOTES: Can be read as platonic or romantic, fluff, gn!reader, 0.7k words. iv. A/N: it's actually my birthday soon! this was a little early present for myself hehe. i hope you enjoy!
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KAZUHA
Kazuha doesn’t care much for material things. He’s a vagrant, there’s no room for too many unnecessary belongings when one is travelling with the wind. Sentimentality only slows him down.
Because of that, he keeps his gifts limited to something intangible. He’ll take you out for the day, show you the most peaceful places of Inazuma and bring you down to the beach to watch the sunset.  
As the sun dips low in the sky, he'll let you rest your head against his shoulder or in his lap if you're tired. But make sure you don’t fall asleep too quickly, or you’ll miss the beautiful view.
If Beidou allows it, you might even be treated to a stay on the Alcor, where Kazuha will help you up into the crow’s nest so you can observe the sea from the sky.
Perhaps the most precious thing he gives you is a haiku, written just for you. He’ll recite it while you’re relaxing on the ship, spinning words as elegantly as the waves flowing below you.
“Did you enjoy it? Well, perhaps we’ll have to spend some more time together when the winds lead us to each other again.”
ITTO
Ah, Itto.
Itto is the king of making your birthday a big deal.
The Arataki Gang will make sure to wake you up at the crack of dawn to start the celebrations early. First comes a homemade (and… debatably edible) cake, followed by an off-key singing of Happy Birthday with some beatboxing from Itto to accompany the song.
Then, once Itto has shooed the rest of the gang away to ‘let you have some peace and quiet’ he’ll present you with the gifts he’s picked out.
It’s all things he is interested in—onikabutos, trading cards. There’s nothing Itto loves more than sharing the things he’s fond of with the people he’s fond of, so he worked hard to find the finest of those things. You deserve the best, so that’s exactly what he’ll give you.
“Heh, good birthday, huh? Well of course it is, I couldn’t just leave my favourite honorary gang member without a proper celebration, could I?”
HEIZOU
Heizou! Heizou loves to share his interests with you, one of which being riddles and brainteasers.
On your birthday, he’ll present you with a locked box, covered in various puzzles. Once solved, the inside reveals a riddle that leads to a mysterious location tucked away in one of the chilly corners of Inazuma.
He’ll be waiting for you there, sitting cross-legged on the corner of a picnic blanket. Draped across is an arrangement of foods, a mix of both your favourites. Fried radish balls, Sakura tempura, and Taiyaki are some of his selections, but there is of course a variety of food picked out for you too.
Heizou has a gift as well, something that is exactly what you wanted. You never needed to tell him what it was—as Inazuma’s finest detective, he already figured it out.
“So, partner? Would you say your birthday lived up to your expectations?
KOKOMI
Kokomi wants your present to be perfect. You’re special to her, and special people deserve the best gifts.
Giving gifts is one of her favourite ways to show the people in her life that she loves them, so it must be something personal and related to you specifically; she doesn’t allow for half-thought out presents!
If you’re a fan of books, she’ll gift you a copy of The Legend of The Sword—her favourite book—and shyly ask for your opinion on it.
She will also make time in her schedule to spend time together, which is a gift in itself. She puts her work over everything, so for something else to become a priority is a rare sight.
During the day she’ll take you everywhere: across the scenic beaches of Watatsumi, diving in the depths of the ocean, before finally retreating back to her home to give you a homemade cake. The entire day is planned out (as expected of a grand strategist) and rest assured, she’ll make sure not a moment is wasted.
“So, did you have a good day? I hope so—happy birthday, (Name)!”
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reblogs and comments are appreciated! ♡
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catcze · 7 days
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Hi hi !! To entertain me while i go back into hiatus, please send me some of your favorite fics to read !!
18+ or not, idrc. Tthey can be your own, or they can be by your fave author !! Tag me, send me links, shoot me an ask, w/e you want bbg ♡ My faves rn are Koko, Wrio, Boothill (from hsr) and Jiyan (from WuWa) but idrc just send me your faves !! I'll try to read thru all of them and promo them when I'm off my hiatus ♡
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iunartear · 7 months
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Genshin Impact x Baldur's gate 3 headcanons
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...or what if Genshin characters were put into the world of Faerûn and you were the Tav~~
Ladies only edition!
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NINGGUANG
ੈ✩‧₊˚ STATS Race: High Elf Class: Rogue (Thief) x Sorcerer (Wild magic) Background: Urchin
Her childhood being a constant run for money and trying to make the most out of nothing forced Ningguang to learn her way around the streets of the lower city. She evolved into a Rogue, or more accurately, a Thief, whose abilities of becoming invisible when necessary or stealing in need, carried her around the first stage of her life easily. She grew into a smart woman, who knew her way around idiots. 
All that made her into what she is today, a charismatic Duchess of Baldur’s Gate. Once granted the opportunity to rise from the lowest, she didn’t hesitate and worked her way up to become the most known and influential persona of the upper city. That was also the moment she became a sorcerer, being finally granted to thoroughly discover the power within herself and her heritage. 
Meeting her was an amazing opportunity, her knowledge about the city proved to be a great resource for you and your group. You knew the moment you first exchanged glances, that she wasn't your usual nobility. A fine ally indeed, who seemed to also bring even more allies for your journey. But wait, who is that brunette Tiefling that is always by her side?
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BEIDOU
ੈ✩‧₊˚ STATS Race: Zariel Tiefling Class: Fighter (Battle Master) Background: Soldier
Oh so this is the one that’s always beside her grace? Beidou, the feared fighter of Baldur’s Gate and a martial legend. Her name seems to be spread everywhere, yet time and again people spell it out in fear, rather than in admiration. They say she’s the devil's emissary, and the one that will bring doom to this world. Are they’re right, or is it just some senseless rumor? Who knows…
From a fisher family, Beidou always struggled with money. Only throughout her hard work did she make her name be heard by others, and after some workaround she joined the army. That laid the basis for her abilities that she slowly improved, and made her into the Fighter she is today.  
And regardless of what people are saying, no one is able to break Beidous spirit. She doesn't feel the need to be acknowledged by anyone, her own pride is the only thing she needs to be successful. And maybe someone else's pride too… but that’s another story.
You meet her through Ningguang, as she herself explained that the Tiefling is one of her only trustworthy allies, who she trusts with her life. And by the look of it, the rumors are really just rumors, because such high spirit and her approachable way cannot be faked. She treated you like her own the moment you introduced yourself, calling you her comrade. Without any questions she joined your party, making herself comfortable in your camp. And as it seems, one of her major qualities is bringing a big amount of alcohol every long rest.
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NILOU
ੈ✩‧₊˚ STATS Race: Seldarine Drow Class: Bard (College of Swords) Background: Entertainer
A bard known to everyone around Faerûn, whose swords are the only thing sharper than her tongue. Considering her drow ancestry, it’s quite surprising seeing her so famous and loved, yet here we are. 
Raised in the underdark, Nilou has been on Lolth influence for most of her life. Even if her childhood wasn’t very exceptional, she still wasn’t truly convinced by the Lolth-Sworn practices. After convincing her parents to let her go for the upper world, that was the moment she saw the true nature of this world. 
Now converted, she learnt the ways of the daughter of Lolth – the Dark Maiden Eilistraee. She practised sword dancing, and for the turn became a bard, whose mission was to spread the message of her Dark Maiden. Freedom and equality between Drows and the world, she travelled to make her words be heard. 
And heard they were, because you meeting her wasn’t arranged per se. A quick trip to the bar to end the day on a good note, you quickly acquainted yourself with the bard lady. Your intoxicated state made you put your prejudice away for this night, and tune in for her songs. Hearing her notes, you were quickly convinced by her, and asked her to join your troop. Outside of combat and your adventure, Nilou is a great entertainer that loves to put you to sleep with her ballads. 
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SANGONOMIYA KOKOMI
ੈ✩‧₊˚ STATS Race: Drow Half-Elf Class: Cleric (Life Domain) Background: Folk Hero
The all-knowing priestess, who also turned out to be a tactician, seems to be working hard for her people. Coming from a holy clan whose goal is to care and protect its people, Kokomi is a natural “Folk Hero”. Everyone seems to respect her and her authority as a leader, but it wasn’t always like that. Kokomi had to prove herself as a capable commander, who is able to go any length to ensure everyone's safety. 
Her Cleric abilities stem from her faith in the goddess Umberlee, but she does not agree with her practices. She merely follows her out of respect as the founder of the sea, and to ensure that she does not try any of her evils on common people. Her Domain being the Life ones is also not a coincidence. She always wanted to help people, and if throughout her power, then so be it. Her abilities made her into a renowned healer, who brings people from far Faerûn to seek her help. 
Well, Kokomi doesn’t really look like someone who you would meet, like, ever. But it did happen, and you met thanks to Beidou, who was an old friend of hers as she once seeked her blessing for a calm ocean for her family business. Hearing your troubles concerning your health, she suggested Kokomi in an instant. 
And that’s how you met the priestess, who sadly was unable to heal your ailment. Yet she was happy to help out in seeking others help, and giving you her full book of different associates she made in her life. A valuable ally, who in the end joined your forces out of curiosity… and maybe also because of your lack of any tactic in combat. 
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asexual-but · 2 years
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Hi there! Just like everyone, i am beyond obsessed with the sagau lately lmao
At first i thought it was silly but its grown on me super fast haha
I was wondering if you'd do a "how they worship you" for the kid characters, like Klee or Qiqi? I've been a Klee main since her release, i like to think shes really hyped to finally meet you cuz you made her and her mom and then you obviously also made Dodoco! I like to think she brings the creator every single 4 leaf clover she finds (cuz Klee is german for Clover!)!
If you'd also like, maybe you could do a "how do they react to someone other than the traveler being a vessel", cuz i'd imagine Diluc couldnt help but be jealous when the creator chose Klee over him or at least Jean!
Just Leave Me Alone(Jealous)
I am going to do a "Worship Styles" for the babies! So be on the look out for that, Klee's is actually the next one I'm working on :)
So for now, I'll do your other request!
Warnings: Obsessive thoughts, Cultish Behavior, Religion, Diona is bullying Diluc lmao, Anxiety portrayed and mentioned
Characters: Diluc & Diona(and Klee!), Zhongli & Chongyun, Sangonomiya Kokomi & Gorou
In which The Creator chooses a vessel who is not this character
I was originally going to include more Inazuma characters, but I couldn't figure out what to do with them. Sorry Ayato, I still am yet to write for you.
Diluc- Diona and Klee
Everyone could see that Master Diluc was losing patience. As he walked past in Mondstadt to work his shift in The Angel's Share people spared him sorry looks.
Diona, bartender at The Cat's Tail, had been recently made a vessel of The Creator. The tiny cat girl made it a mission of hers to rub it in poor Master Diluc's face.
If she only knew the truth, she'd be a lot kinder to Diluc.
But that wasn't the worst of it.
Spark Knight Klee had also been made a vessel.
Diluc could understand why You chose Diona, really he could! Kaeya had been the only Cryo user at your disposal, and that was certain to be annoying... But Klee?
Diluc was an excellent Pyro user, a master of the greatsword, and you had chosen a little girl who was currently in solitary confinement for killing local fish over him????
Diluc couldn't wrap his head around it. He was just good with his vision as Klee was, if not better! He had so many resources at his disposal, his connections could make your many quests far easier. But you had chosen another bartender, and another Pyro user, over him.
Diluc was practically inconsolable. He wondered if his "adventure" in Snezhnaya had made you see him as unclean. Or maybe you misunderstood him too, maybe you were disgusted by his profession.
His prayers become more frequent, Diluc wants so badly to be your vessel. He considers trying to bribe Diona or Klee into telling him how they did it, but he didn't even know where to begin with that.
Kaeya watches from a distance as Diluc beats himself up. Feeling a bit superior, but also rather sad. Poor Diluc...
Maybe he should stop in at the tavern and let Diluc bask in what remains of your aura from today's adventures...
Zhongli- Chongyun
Rex Lapis was an old being. He had been through countless trials in his life, and defeated every one with whatever was necessary. Often, that was patience.
However this was rather more trying than anything before.
Local Exorcist-in-Training, Chongyun had recently been called upon by The Creator. Zhongli and the rest of Liyue celebrated for him, another vessel from their proud nation. Zhongli wondered if you'd come to favor Liyue if the young boy did well. But still...
It seemed you only took Allogenes... Did he not count? Zhongli ponders as he restlessly taps his pen to the document long forgotten. If he did not technically need or use a Vision... Could he not be chosen as your vessel? No, the Traveler did not need one either, yet you took them first. Does that mean you favor them for their flexibility?
Zhongli tried to examine the situation from all angles, but Master Hu had summoned him for something and his mind remained uneasy.
He tried later to enjoy his tea, only to see Chongyun dash past him. Your aura following him closely. It must have been time for one of your odd quests.
Was the inflexible nature of Geo just... Unappealing to you? Cryo could be just as unyielding, and you seemed to have no problem using that...
Zhongli tried to tell himself that it's just not his time yet... But that doesn't ease the anxiety in his chest.
Sangonomiya Kokomi- Gorou
General Gorou was excellent at his job and very easy to talk to. Kokomi guessed that's why you chose him as your vessel first.
That's fine, except now all scenarios have to have a contingency plan for in case Gorou gets taken out by you.
Kokomi hardly notices the extra work. The problem is that.... Well she really wants to be your vessel too.
Whatever it is that is keeping you from taking her on as a vessel, if you would just send her a sign. Something, anything to let her know how she was lacking! Kokomi, Divine Priestess of Watatsumi Island, was failing to interpret whatever signs you may have already sent. How shameful.
She tries not to beat herself up about it. Perhaps it was because you didn't want to get in the way of the war effort. Perhaps you simply liked Gorou for his use as an archer. Perhaps you were just waiting for a little while longer to take her on. Perhaps Kokomi was just getting too impatient with you.
Oh, well that thought certainly didn't help.
Did you think it selfish of her to want to be your vessel? Was Kokomi offending you by questioning your choice of vessels? She's sorry! Kokomi will do everything in her power to apologize... Maybe then you'll forgive her crimes... Maybe then Kokomi could be your vessel.
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covenantofthedeep · 2 years
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... a kiss? ☆
feat. | kokomi, ganyu, raiden, and tighnari ! summary | your first kiss!  author’s note | can you tell my favoritism for kokomi
sangonomiya kokomi |
she gets super flustered when you kiss her first. her hands fly up to her face and she steps away, a pretty blush settling on her cheeks. (it’s your first kiss, and it doesn’t disappoint. she’s who you’ve loved for a long, long time.)
she doesn’t mind it, though. she blinks away her surprise and leans back towards you and kisses you again, cupping your jaw in her soft fingers. beautiful, you whisper, staring into her sea-deep eyes. she smiles, pecking a soft kiss to your nose.
stealing kisses becomes natural after that; meeting her in her hidden spot, running into her in the hallway by the shrine of watatsumi island. 
and maybe… your kisses could lead to something more? 
ganyu | 
ganyu gasps when you first kiss her. her cheeks bloom red and she looks at you, startled, shocked. although she has to admit… it was nice. it’s your first kiss. and it’s perfect, just like her. 
she’d have to kiss you again. just to try it, she tells herself. (but oh, she loves you.) 
and so she seeks you out and blushes as she suggests kissing you again. you smile at her, your gentle, pretty girl, and kiss her. she tangles her fingers in your hair and smiles against your lips. 
she slowly grows bolder, kissing you out in the open now (to the delight of keqing, who said the pining between you two was a torture for everyone else). she tells you she loves you. and you love her too. 
raiden shogun | 
raiden stiffens when you kiss her. then she grabs your face and kisses you back. she kisses you whenever she can. which is almost always. she isn’t very busy. and she can always free up time for you. 
she kisses you hungrily, like she’s wanting to devour you. maybe she is. you’ll know. you’re hers and she’s yours, and it’s lovely. 
she’s perfect with you, her beautiful lover, and then you ask her. do you love me? and she answers against your lips, yes, yes, i do. eternity’s an enticing promise, she thinks, but so are you. 
tighnari | 
tighnari kisses you first. his ears twitch and his hands are gentle against your skin. he steps back and searches your face, a smile ticking up the corner of his lips as you lean in again. 
he’s a gentle kisser, his hands resting on your shoulders. and he really loves it if you touch his ears. 
tighnari asks you to come on his forest patrols a lot more after that. stealing you away for kisses. he seems almost desperate. when you assure him that you’re right there, he relaxes. and he whispers i love you into your ear when he thinks you’re asleep. 
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hotpinkstars · 3 months
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after i filter thru all my requests who should i write a heartwrenching angst story for
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heiayen · 6 months
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one day, i know that you will be there kokomi & gn!reader
summary: "it was nice. you wanted to talk to her, but… something was always stopping you. maybe it was the worry of ruining this– whatever it was. you couldn’t name it, but just simply being with someone was so special to you." of late afternoon hours, libraries and friendships.
tags: platonic, modern au, reader is implied to have health issues. the experience of simply existing in the same space and forming a friendship <3 in general a rather cozy and fluffy piece of work
notes: hello. yes this is a repost because i realized this post just doesn't show up in the tags. buuut yeah this is a gift for @k4saneterritory for @astronetwrk secret santa, sorry for the double tag but tumblr is being a little ass aaand yeah <3 have a good day everyone!!
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In the late afternoon hours, the busy life of the library was starting to calm down. Students were packing their schoolbooks and notebooks, finishing studying for the day. Younger kids, leaving with a bunch of books in their hands after spending the past minutes checking every single book for the one to take home, yet not being able to pick just one. An older lady holding an old, romance book, finishing her conversation with the librarian. Everything was calming down, the late sun shining through the curtains, dust visible in the sunlight, the smell of old paper filling up your senses, as you walked inside.
You walked to your usual spot, deeper inside the library and next to a window, and sat down on the plush chair. You took your books from your bag, pencils, water, and snacks to keep you awake and opened the heavy textbook, preparing yourself for your own study session.
It was your little habit, of coming here two hours before the closing time and studying till evening, in the peacefulness of the library and its comfort. That, and…
You noticed that with you, another person was coming during late hours. She was taking her spot near you, always planting different books on the small table and reading them, just like you, until closing hours. 
It felt… nice. You didn’t know each other, only by your looks, by her books and your textbooks, only by the way you two were. Always a constant in your life, always something to look forward to every day. 
She had long, pinkish hair with light blue ends that reminded you of cotton candy. She wore glasses on a chain, always dressed nicely but comfortably, and so many of her things were themed after ocean and sea life. And so were her books. 
Some of them were about life deep, deep in the waters of oceans, and some were not– those books were usually… about history. History of medicine, of military strategies, you name it. And another some were simple novels, the ones you saw your classmates read in their free time.
She seemed interesting. She seemed nice. You two never spoke.
She wasn’t big on bringing any kind of snacks, unlike you (it… was a library after all.) usually opting on just bringing water. She was already there every time you came to the library and you were always leaving before her, twenty minutes before the closing time. 
It was nice. You wanted to talk to her, but… something was always stopping you. Maybe it was the worry of ruining this– whatever it was. You couldn’t name it, but just simply being with someone was so special to you.
It continued for quite a long time. Sun started to hide behind the horizon faster, fewer people were coming and spending their time, deciding to spend it in the warmth of their houses, the warm sunlight stopped shyly peeking through the curtains, hiding behind the gray clouds, letting rain knock on the windows. It was getting darker. One thing never changed.
You and that girl. 
(Somehow, you couldn’t help but think she looked like a mermaid if she was a human. It was the hair. The ocean motif everywhere. Her clothing. Maybe your sleep deprivation and tiredness from studying. The thought made you smile every time.)
It was nice. Really nice. A little comfort in your life that you needed so badly, somehow, a reminder that things weren’t so bad as you sometimes thought. 
You would pay everything and do anything for it to never change.
(Things did. Of course they did, because nothing in life lasts forever unchanged. But they changed for the better, you liked to think.)
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It was terribly cold that day, probably the coldest day in the span of the last three weeks and, well, it was understandable because winter was already coming and of course weather was getting worse, but you still absolutely hated it.
You wished for warm weather to come back. Not only you had to wear fewer layers of clothing, but you were in general feeling better about your body and health and the cold, wind, and rain that was now greeting you everytime you left the school building was not helping you. A part of you wanted to stay at home, not go to the library and study preferring the warmth of your home, but you were going either way.
And to your surprise, the spot that was usually taken by the library mermaid (as you.. called her once, barely awake and full of dumb ideas) was empty.
You stared at it, feeling a pang of disappointment in your chest. 
It was still a literal miracle that she showed up daily for the three– almost four past months, one day wasn’t a big deal. Besides, the weather was terrible, so you understood her absence. Still, it did ruin your mood a little and yet you didn’t let it stop you from studying as always. 
Your teachers were giving you so much work, that you started to, jokingly, obviously, think about dropping it all and maybe taking a year-long holiday, somewhere on a sunny beach, away from the exams and tons of assignments. 
Not that you could. But you could always dream, that wasn’t yet banned.
You unpacked your stuff and took your usual place and you started studying. You weren’t feeling well, the pain and cold, still deep inside your bones were enough to distract you. You wanted to rest for a moment– you needed a rest to gather yourself up and continue studying, but this was not the comfort of your own bed, but a library. 
Instead, you decided to snack on the sweets you bought to keep you awake and continued to study. Writing notes down was easy, all you had to do was read the text, shorten it in your head, and write it down in your notebook.
You read the text for the first time. It barely made sense. You read it again, and it still made barely sense. You took a deep breath and gave it a third try, only to still not understand any of it.
You blinked. Looked around. With no one paying attention to you, you placed your arms on the table and placed your head on them, closing your eyes. A moment of rest surely would do you well, right? Maybe it wasn’t the smartest of you to take a library nap right after trying to wake yourself up with sweets– it kinda felt like going to sleep right after drinking coffee– but you couldn’t bring yourself to care about it.
A small nap wouldn’t hurt, you thought to yourself.
A small nap meant five or ten minutes at the maximum of rest, not a good hour of sleep on the uncomfortable chair, with your head twisted and back all curved, begging for back pains later.
(There was a saying about naps, something in your head told you. You couldn’t seem to remember it at that time.)
When you finally awoke, you looked around and were greeted by a pair of blue eyes, with the smallest specks of cotton candy pink and a small, a little nervous smile.
“Excuse me, but I saw that you were sleeping and I didn’t want to leave you alone…” Her voice was soft, light, and she sounded a little shy, and– somehow very how you imagined.
Right in front of you was sitting the very girl with whom, for the past weeks, you had been sharing your late afternoon study sessions.
Her name was Kokomi, you learned. She was a high school senior, just like you. She attended history and social science class, but also took interest in marine biology. She had been using her free time in the library as a way to unwind, relax after stressful times in school, and she liked reading. She noticed you sleeping and was worried about someone taking your stuff, so she quietly sat down on the second chair and decided to wait until you woke up, in the meantime reading one of the books she brought with her. 
She was soft-spoken. You noticed that she had earrings in the shape of fins, in similar colors to her hair, with the addition of soft purples. You noticed a granola bar next to your notebook, one that you didn’t bring with you. It was hers, she said, but thought you might want something to eat. 
You didn’t study anymore that day, no.
But you did the next day, with Kokomi waving to you the moment you appeared within her sight. You asked if she would like to sit with you and it surprised her, but after a moment she said yes and you didn’t really talk, just focusing on your own things and… simply enjoying each other company.
It was weird. Maybe, no, not weird. New. Something you weren’t yet used to. You were used to sitting alone, not having anyone to talk to but not feeling lonely, knowing that someone else was here with you, busy with their own life but always here. Now the said person was next to you and you weren’t alone anymore, you had someone next to you and even though it was awkward at first, you didn’t really know how to talk– and neither it seemed like any of you wanted to talk much, actually– you… enjoyed it. 
Simply being next to each other.
With time, you started to converse. About many things, really.
It started slowly with Kokomi seeming like someone who doesn’t really want to talk while relaxing and you respected it, of course you did, but sometimes you would notice something about her, maybe about her books or maybe her beautiful, pastel and ocean-themed phone case and sometimes, you would talk. Sometimes you wouldn’t, deciding to simply sit in silence.
With time, your conversations became longer. About your studies, your interests, about the food you liked– you learned Kokomi didn’t like seafood– about your plans for tomorrow, about her own plans, about her books and her favourite novels. You enjoyed talking with her, the friendship between you blooming with each day. You enjoyed simply spending time with her when neither of you had the energy to talk.
With time, she started to bring you some healthier snacks than the ones you would bring, after noticing that your health was… well, a rather fickle thing. She started to remind you to not overwork yourself and to drink and eat, because with a tired mind, you wouldn’t learn much. 
(Those were the words of her teacher, she said.)
With time, you learned to notice when she was feeling down and needed some time to herself. You never tried to start a conversation during these times, instead opting to sit in comfortable silence and let her recharge. 
With time, you exchanged phone numbers. At first, it was just to notice the other if one of you would get late or wouldn’t be able to come at all, with the weather getting colder and the sun setting down even faster. But you also started talking more in general, sending each other things you were interested in, and even planning hangouts outside the library when you both had time, energy and the weather was nice enough.
In no way you expected to become friends with Kokomi and in no way you could ever regret it. It was a friendship you held close to your heart, in the gentle embrace of your hands.
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krowlovesinazuma · 17 days
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How have you been? I have returned for more headcanons! And I am not insane yet again! ...Ei, Kujou Sara, and Kokomi with a reader that has a gun (pistol in this case) on them
Okay fine I am a bit insane
Read this prologue for context!
Scenario: Reactions to a modern pistol
Characters: Ei, Kujou Sara, Sangonomiya Kokomi
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I'll be honest, you should make sure that Ei manages to fully understand the advances and culture of the present day Inazuma before you show her new tech. It will spare much confusion.
Ei isn't interested in military advancements at first, but once you perhaps bring it up as a small comment, or she sees it, she will bring it up, and once you mention it as a weapon, she'll definitely be interested and want to learn more.
Remember, she used to be a military leader, so she still has a keen interest in these things, even if she wishes to not wage a war again if she can stop it. So when she learns about it, she might start to asks questions that not many may know...
How does it work? Why is it so deadly? Can it be mass produced? How does one train to use it? She becomes very curious in very little time, and she may be a little disappointed if some questions aren't answered.
Doesn't matter if the questions tire you out or not, her curiosity is lit up, and eventually she'll start asking about a whole bunch of other things as well! The gun might not amount to much, but it caused a definitive change in her mind about your world!
She doesn't really see it as a threat, nor as a weapon she could possibly use, as she's confident in her own techniques, and power. She leaves it in your hands, and leaves it be, without much hassle.
However, if you're interested in self defense and weapons, she'd be happy to show you how it works in her world, while witnessing it first-hand! She might not be the best teacher, but it's the least she can do to pay you back!
"From your expression, I'm guessing you liked the demonstration. Isn't it beautiful? At first, I didn't think of it that way myself, but the more I thought about it, the more I came to understand how it can be enchanting to watch. Why am I... W-well, it's to return the favor, isn't it obvious?"
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At first, she won't ask many questions about your world, or your belongings. It's not surprising, given her tendency to not make small tall, and her respectful nature about her superiors. Get her to loosen up first, then maybe she'll notice and ask.
When she learns about the gun, she'll pay very close attention. She doesn't like putting in her personal feelings towards military matters, but from the way you talk, she eventually notices that it's more of a casual talk than anything.
Once she relaxes, she'll ask more questions, and show curiosity, much like Ei. Her questions are straightforward, and objective, like how to use it, about the ammunition, and its use as a weapon.
When realizing it's value as a self defense weapon, she leaves it in your hands, although she can't help but think about it at random times afterwards, especially when she's relaxing.
After this, she asks about the possibility of other firearms, how they work and what they look like! It might be just memories at this point, but she can't help but be curious... It's a good topic to keep her engaged, and just chat.
This will eventually lead to her asking about military matters in your world! If you do know, expect to be asked about wars, tactics, and other technology used in them. Perhaps you could spare her some gruesome details, but she does listen to whatever you may share.
In exchange, she'll eventually speak about military matters in Inazuma, perhaps some that you weren't aware of when watching everything from outside! Just make sure to let her know that you're actually learning, and not omniscient...
"You don't mind that I'm asking questions like these, correct? I understand that war is now something of the past, and I should enjoy other things in this world now that it's behind us, but... No need to explain? Are you... Hm. I'm... Grateful."
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Time for something a little different, as Kokomi is naturally curious of other cultures aside from the one in her home! So whenever you mention your past life and world, she naturally starts to ask questions!
If you show her your gun, she's immediately examining it, with just her eyes if you don't let her hold it, and the texture is just so strange to her... She examines it almost as if it's a relic of some kind!
Once you explain its functions as a weapon though, her more childish curiosity drops for a few moments, just in case it's something more serious than she assumed at first...
If you do let her hold it again, she'll be much more careful with it, and her eyes will lose some of that glow, getting sharper... Just ensure she doesn't overthink things, she's already done plenty of that.
Much like the others she'll leave it in your hands, but it's not hard to tell how interested she is! If you bring it up later, she'll definitely show how much she's been thinking about it constantly...
Once you let her though, she'll definitely storm you with more questions about both the weaponry, and the way it's used in your world, amongst other related topics! Much like the others, but there's a tone of spark and excitement in her voice...
She's definitely the one that remains most interested in the weapon out of them all, even if it's not to use it herself. It's to the point you can sorta predict what the two of you will talk about next time you two meet...
"I can't believe how far technology has developed... I can't help but wonder, how else has it developed? Even more, how far have other things developed? Ways of thinking, religion, warfare? So many wonderful possibilities to think about..."
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ryuryuryuyurboat · 7 months
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the art of war
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synopsis: "to survive hardship, you must prepare for hardship"
genre: fluff, crack(??), modern au, café au
characters: kokomi x gn! reader
warnings: reader referred to in 2nd person, kazuha and gorou cameo, not proofread (grammar... what's that?),
a/n: submission for @i23kazu's café week event! prompt: "cappuccino: a café rivalry, with the barista next door" i hope i did kokomi justice here... likes, reblogs and comments highly appreciated!!
©2023 ryuryuryuyurboat. do not repost, translate, plagiarise, or modify in any way, shape or form.
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“ugh.” you groan into your arms, slouching over the counter. “what’s the point of coming to work if there aren’t going to be any customers?” 
your coworker, kazuha, used to your antics, only chuckles as he continues drying the washed coffee cups. “well, it can’t be helped that they built that new café right across the street.” 
“which genius decided that would be a good idea…” your voice is muffled as you bury your head further into your crossed arms. “what happened to customer loyalty…” you complain further, while kazuha offers a sympathetic head pat.
“that’s it!” you huff, standing up to untie your apron. “this is war.” 
kazuha can do nothing but listen as you instruct him not to leave the counter, while you yourself head to the café opposite to ‘do some research on [your] enemies’. 
“to defeat your enemy, you must become your enemy!” you’d told him with a bright grin.
“and where, pray tell, did you hear that saying from?”
“...i read it in a book.” you sheepishly admitted, “but it was a saying by someone really famous! figured i’d understand what he meant if i put it into practice.”
you’re appalled. from sago to chazuke, from hojicha to espresso, watatsumi café has everything to offer. the menu was far wider than anything your little café could ever dream of having. big plus: the barista on duty. the prettiest human you’ve ever laid eyes on. that’s if she’s not actually some mermaid in disguise or some fallen angel. sure, kazuha’s pretty cute, and you’re sure you don’t look half-bad either, but this barista – komi, from what you can make out of her nametag at this distance – she effectively wipes out any and all competition purely based on her looks. you squint a little more. oh, it’s ‘kokomi’. whoops. still a gorgeous name though. (like her.)
you don’t even notice you’ve been staring at her until it’s your turn to order. 
“hello, what would you like to have today?” kokomi beams at you, before a look of recognition dawns on her face. “oh, aren’t you the barista from the café opposite?” her beam grows impossibly wider as she slightly tilts her head. “nice to finally meet you, my beloved rival!” 
you stare again. not because of her words, no, but because of her soft melodic voice. “y-yeah, uh, i’ll have a… um, a cappuccino, thanks.”
“alright, will that be for here or for take-out?
“how ‘bout i take you out instead?” is what you manage to blurt out.
kokomi falters; the notepad in her hand falls to the floor with a light thud. 
it took 5 minutes, some furious fanning from some coworker named gorou and kazuha, (who secretly followed you because he was concerned you’d get yourself into some kind of trouble), and a couple of impatient customers behind you before either of you regained your composure. 
why?
well.
did war strategy books ever talk about what you should do if you accidentally ask out your very pretty enemy or if you get asked out by a very pretty enemy?
no. no they didn’t. some books about “the art of war” they were.
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lovemaiyo-main · 1 year
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three hydro vision holders + voicelines about you might contain spoilers for snezhnayan lore & the tsaritsa
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kamisato ayato about you ー "ah, so you've met my betrothed? spenldid! they're amazing, right? hmm, that isn't even a question, naturally they're amazing. my dear (name) has stuck with me throught the darkest moments in my life. not only are they a person with a pure soul, they also get along with ayaka very well. it makes me happy to see my two most cherished people interact. i'm only counting down the days until i can officially call them a kamisato..." about you : flower fields ー "hm? has my love told you about the hobbies we indulge in together? well, yes. when my workload gets too heavy or i yield to my duties too much and work too late, (name) drags me to our garden so we can rest. the soothing fragrance of the flowers mixed with (name)'s comforting voice often lulls me to sleep. anywho, it's a nice refresher."
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tartaglia about you ー "hey comrade! oh, you're wondering about the person i was just talking to? wellll, that's my partner in crime, (name)! they're a very supportive partner and very sweet to teucer and the rest of my family. they've traveled all the way from morepesok to here just to see me! huh? what was that, paimon? you're wondering how a sweetheart like them is seeing me? hey! you're making it sound like i'm a scary mass murderer and they're the most pure being in teyvat! ... oh." about you : adventuring ー "when the tsaritsa fullfills her goal of rebelling against celestia and has no need for the fatui harbingers, (name) and i will travel the world ー and conquer it, on that note. haha, not to worry, traveler, you'll be spared as the gods kneel at my feet. maybe. as long as you don't try to get too close to (name)... ahaha."
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sangonomiya kokomi about you ー "the captain of stingray Ⅰ? oh, that's (name). you've seen us together? naturally, (name) is one of my closest and most trusted generals. ... sigh, nothing can get through your watchful gaze, traveler. well, i am courting name. not only are they a trusted and valued captain, they are also a caring partner. i am truly lucky to have met someone like (name). ah ー paimon! i'm not blushing, it's merely the heat here." about you : strategic thinking ー "being the captain of stringray Ⅰ, (name) is a strategic thinker above all. i love sharing my ideas and plans with them. not only do they listen, they also provide valuable advice and insights. i'm sure watatsumi and the resistance wouldn't be the same without them."
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catcze · 2 years
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⠀「 Feel my heart 」 
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Reblogs are greatly appreciated !!
「 FEAT : 」 Diluc. Childe, Kokomi, Thoma (separate) x gn! reader
「 ### : 」 Fluff ! Comfort, cute smooches & just good feels all around. A little ooc? Because of softness. ‘Love’ used to refer to the reader. 
Collab entry for my beloved @anantaru​ & @bluexiao​ ‘s Sweet N Spice collab ♡
Catch me cramming these like how I crammed my paper last semester lmao
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⠀ 「 DILUC 」
Parties ! Absolutely fun and festive ! A grand excuse to dress up and mingle, and the promise of an enjoyable time! And free food ! To everyone except Diluc, maybe. Though he can appreciate a good party, the crowdedness of it (not to mention how his time wasted there could very well be more useful hunting the abyss order) was often a turn off.
Not to you though! The moment you caught sight of the fancy-schmancy party invite at the Goth Grand Hotel that he was prepared to throw out, you asked and asked and asked him to go. Pleaded. Whined. Pulled out every trick in the goddamn book to get him to bring you as his plus one.
“Do you even know how to dance?” You still remember him asking, arms crossed and a quirk in his brow. How naive of him, thinking such a menial thing would deter you. “Nope!” You say, smiling. “But you’re going to teach me.”
And this is how you find yourself getting the crash-iest crash course on dancing for rich people that you’ve ever heard of. Day in and day out for the last three weeks— Diluc Ragnvinder, the supposed love of your life, has put you through some of the most grueling shit you can ever dream of. It almost makes you think twice about going, but no way in hell are you about to see him be smug over you accepting defeat.
But, to be fair, merely three weeks into it, and according to Diluc, you probably won’t get roasted by the other members of society attending the event. Not to your face, at least. Probably. Hopefully.
“Caught your breath?” Diluc asks, approaching your starfished form on the ground. There’s an empty glass of water not to far away— a good sign, despite the almost-corpse of his beloved currently unmoving. 
You don’t respond to his question, merely moving to roll away from his voice and grumble some non-savory words under your breath. 
“You can always call it quits, you know. There isn’t even any practical need to go.” Even without seeing his face, you can practically hear the amused little quirk at the corner of his mouth, and by the archons, feel free to call it petty, but you feel life rush back through your cold, dead limbs, if only to stick it to the amused redhead looking over you. 
Getting to your feet is a chore and a half, and you’re definitely going to pass out the moment you get to bed, but you still manage to get back up. Diluc looks impressed, if anything. Either from your stubbornness or your drive, you’re not entirely sure. At the very least, your short water break had left you slightly better off with less sway in your step.
“You’ve made good progress, love. I think we can try to dance the full length of a song today, just before we finish up,” Diluc says, taking your hands in his.
You perk up at his words, exhaustion momentarily gone. “Really? But… there’s no music, though.”
“Music.”
“I mean— yeah.” You shrug. “It would be good for… for immersion.” Then you double down on your bullshit. “Mhm. Yup. Immersion.” You’re nodding to yourself now, self-assured in your words. Diluc just looks on for a second before he sighs, all too easily bending to you when you want something.
“Alright,” he acquiesces, looking like he’s trying very hard not to drag a hand down his face. “Well, what do you propose we do about this lack of music.”
“Youuu… could sing for me?”
It’s like he visibly blanches at the prospect.
All your exhaustion gone at the opportunity that presents itself, you easily sidle up to him, intertwining your fingers together. “C’mon ‘Luc, please? Just this once, I swear, then we’ll go to sleep and go at it again tomorrow and you won’t have to sing! I promise.”
Another deep breath, and Diluc looking like he’s weighing the choice between doing as you ask and jumping out the window right then and there, but eventually— “Alright, fine. Just once.”
Immediately, your grin is blinding, like you’ve just been hooked up to a power source. You giddily press a kiss to his nose, already spewing out your thanks.
“Just this once, really! You’re the best, Diluc.”
He sighs, knowing that, despite what he’s said, if you ask again, he’s too whipped to ever tell you no. Not that he minds too much, if it makes you so happy. “Love you, too.”
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⠀ 「 CHILDE 」
He’s a harbinger— someone who’s made his fair share of enemies and seen his fair share of shit. Undoubtedly, there’s a long list of people that he has to watch his back for.
And now that he’s dragged you into his mess (though you’d argue that you willingly walked into the shitfest that is dating a harbinger) he’s extra jumpy when nighttime comes.
It didn’t bother you at first— it was kind of along the lines of Childe to be like that. But it did become worrisome when you see the bags under his eyes darken, and the weariness in his smile grow.
“Childe,” you call, brows furrowed. “Come inside— it’s late.”
From where he stands at the balcony overlooking the harbor in all its nighttime glory, Childe turns back to smile at you over his shoulder. It would be a pretty picture, you think— the person who treats you right and makes you happy, illuminated by the glowing lights of the beautiful city of contracts. The only thing that detracts from it is the heavy bags under his eyes, visible in even this low light.
“I’ll be right in. Feel free to go to sleep ahead of me,” is what Childe says, and a muscle in your jaw twitches.
Each step you take on the floor is audible in the silence that grows between you. When you’re just a few steps away, you scoff, eyes narrowing. “You look like shit, you know that?” Childe doesn’t even bother to rebut with an easygoing quip, knowing that it’s all too true.
“C’mon, Childe. Even you have to sleep sometime.” Gently, you take a hold of his wrist, tugging him backwards and away from the balcony rail. He doesn’t even bother to put up a resistance— maybe it’s because he’s too tired and he knows you’re all too right, but he lets you pull him back into the warmth of your space and to your bedroom, where you sit him down at the edge of your bed and stand before him. With a concerned frown, you reach up to cup his face and gently rub at the bags under his eyes with your thumb, and he lets you, head going limp against your hold. 
“You’re very overdue for some long, uninterrupted sleep,” you tell him matter-of-factly, cradling his head. “Is there any way I can help?”
“Sing for me?” He asks quietly, eyelids already drooping. “That Snezhenayan lullaby that I taught you. Please?”
“I… don’t know,” you tell him. “I doubt I can even pronounce all the words correctly—”
“Please?”
“…I… Alright.”
And by the archons did you try your hardest for him. Despite tripping over some of the more unfamiliar words, and fumbling the tune once or twice, damn it, you tried. And when you stopped for a breath and glanced at your redhead curled up on the bed, you could deem it all worth it— seeing him finally getting some rest was all you ever wanted.
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⠀ 「 KOKOMI 」
A visitor to Watatsumi island. That’s all you ever were, at first. A traveling musician making the most of the Sakoku decree being lifted to finally see the entirety of Inazuma. Who would eventually leave to find other sources of inspiration.
That is, though, until the day that Kokomi wanders the streets of Borou Village and comes across the children laughing and dancing. In the center is you, playing your music and singing songs of adventure from far-off lands. 
“Feel free to seek me out whenever you’re in need of music, divine priestess,” you had told her that day.
“Good morning, Kokomi— I see you’re once more in need of my songs,” you greet with a smile, easily spotting the figure robed in pink and purple. As you approach, it’s like your very presence brings a song— one that soothes her stresses and has her forgetting the work that she had escaped from.
The divine priestess sighs, her poise slipping from her just the slightest bit. It’s a sight you can never grow tired of, seeing her so relaxed in your presence. “You can certainly say that,” Kokomi replies, already beginning to instinctively walk in the direction of the tree with the nook that she had begun to call her own space. You easily keep stride with her, already familiar with the path after so long. “It seems that there are problems popping up around Watatsumi one after the other. I always try my best to remedy them as soon as possible but alas— there is only so much even a divine priestess can do.”
“And it seems like you’ve still be trying to do more what you can do despite many people telling you to take it easy. Myself included, I’ll have you know.”
The divine priestess laughs, shaking her head, though you both already know that it’s true.
The walk to Kokomi’s hideout is a quick and easy one, and in no time at all you find yourselves at the foot of the beautiful tree. Kokomi finds her place on a fallen log, her view consisting of both you and the sprawling sight of the island. 
“So,” you start with a smile, settling down beside her, close enough that your sides touch and you can smell the ocean breeze on her clothes. “What kind of story are you interested in today, dearest priestess?”
As you count off all the stories you know —both ones that you’ve already regaled to her and ones that you haven’t— you count them off on your fingers. “There’s the story of the fair, tragic maiden who used to sing at the fountain in Mondstadt, or the green-clad hunter who once roamed the forests of Sumeru, or, actually, I don’t believe I had told you the story of Guili Assembly yet—“
You’re cut off, though, when Kokomi places a hand on yours, preventing you from holding any more fingers up. Your mouth dries, eyes staring at her in both surprise and intrigue.
“Actually the song I want to hear about today… would be about you, actually. If you don’t mind, of course!” She’s quick to correct herself. “I just realized that you’ve told me so many wonderful stories of the places you’ve been but… I don’t know as much about you as I would like to. A song about yourself— are you… would you sing that for me?”
It takes you a moment— one that you spend staring at her, wide eyed as you process her request. Then you smile, intertwining your hand with hers, reveling in the blush you see grow on her face. “I’d be more than happy to, priestess.”
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⠀ 「 THOMA 」
It’s no secret that Thoma is a hard worker. He cooks, he cleans, he attends to the Kamisato Clan to the best of his ability. He does his best, but sometimes even he —the housekeeper extraordinare— falls a bit short.
The days have just been a bit busy, and with another festival coming up, the entire Yashiro commission has been in a tizzy trying to get everything sorted out. It certainly hadn’t been his intention to leave you for so long (even though you told him you understood.)
So as soon as he could, he cleared his schedule for you. Took you out for the afternoon in Inazuma city, spending time together petting the dogs and eating good food, with the intention to end it off watching the stars together in the cliffs by the estate.
“Today was really nice, Thoma,” you tell him, hand in his as you both sit on the cliff, legs dangling in the wind as you gaze upon the stars.There’s a small smile on your face as you glance away from him, too bashful to meet his gaze. “I’m… really glad we did this. I missed you a bunch, you know?”
Thoma gives your joined hands a squeeze, leaning in to place a soft kiss to your cheek that only serves to fluster you even more. “I’m glad too,” he admits, giving you back your space, but not letting go of your hand. “I was scared you’d want to break up with me after all that, y’know?”
At this, you snort, having to reign yourself back from bursting into laughter. “Really? Please, it’s gonna take much more than that to make me wanna break up with you.”
“Like?”
“Like stealing my food for example.”
Now it’s his turn to snort, jokingly shoving your shoulder with his own. “Even if I’m the one paying?”
“Hey, the moment that food is on my side of the table, you lose all custody, my guy.”
He laughs, then, and you join him not a second later. The two of you go back and forth for some time— bantering and joking and (on occasion) stealing quick kisses from the other. It’s something you had missed greatly when he was busy— this ease of being together. How it feels so easy and fun to talk about even the most mundane things with him.
“You know,” Thoma says suddenly, cutting into your previous topic. His eyes are trained on the ocean and the stars that settle in the sky, a wistfulness overtaking him. “When I was still with my mom in Mondstadt, she taught me this song. I only remember bits and pieces of it now, but she said that it was something that my dad had written for her, as a sign of his love.”
“You only remember bits and pieces?” You echo, and he nods. You fall silent for a while, mulling things over. “Can you… sing it for me?”
“Even if it’s not whole?” He asks, tilting his head, though he hadn’t refused. 
“Yeah! And I mean—“ there’s the bashfulness again, creeping back in little by little. “I mean, we can… try to fill in the gaps ourselves? Kinda like we’re writing our own song, you know?”
Thoma’s silent for a moment, still as he looks at you, and it’s almost enough to make you nervous and apologize instead. But he takes your joined hand and squeezes it, smiling to himself. “ Our own song… yeah, I’d like that a lot, actually.”
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Kaedehara Kazuha, Heizou, Sangonomiya Kokomi (separate) x gn!Reader
》 fluff; slight angst in Kazuha's if you squint, mentioned character death in Kokomi's, ooc perhaps?, possible grammar mistakes </3
》 i was very hug starved abdidv its also writing practice ig
(based on this post) (repost because i realized that i posted the old one as a reblog woops)
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✨️ Acer Palmatum – Kaedehara Kazuha
he 💞 :((
arms around you, has your head on his chest or shoulder
might also have his head on your shoulder instead sometimes
he will have your legs on top of his as you lean on him most of the time
if you're tired, he'll brush your hair to coax you to sleep
definitely a big spoon; he wants to protect you from the cold
will absolutely let you be the big spoon if you want to
i want to know how warm his hugs are smh
i am definitely not biased mhm yep-
will either hum, incite poetry on the spot, or just enjoy the comfortable silence with you in his arms
The cold sea breeze flutters by your body as you sit on the Alcor's bow, with Beidou guiding the boat as the rest of the crew sleep the night away in peace... or as peaceful a room filled with snoring pirates can be.
The sound of the waves hitting the wood and the beautiful night sky littered with specs of light distract you from the silent wanderer slowly making his way to your form. Only when the sound of his feet quietly creak against the wooden floor is your attention taken away too meet rose-coloured eyes.
A smile can be seen on Kaedehara Kazuha's visage, a sight which can tell many stories. To others, this may mean that the samurai is at peace, or that he is happy. But to you, this specific smile tells of an event he wishes to forget, one that causes him sleepless nights.
You would know, as you arrived in the middle of the duel.
For this, you return the message with a gentle look with an arm stretched out. Kazuha quickly took the offer for a hug, with one arm on your waist, and the other laying on the railing. Your boyfriend lays his head on your shoulder with a sigh. All of his worries washed away the moment he sees your ethereal form stargazing, throwing away the negative energy he previously arrived with.
With no words said between you, you bring over two nearby crates to sit on. Kazuha quickly wraps both of his arms around you with a content smile, with only the stars, ocean, wind, and a smiling Beidou watching the maple leaf and his beloved.
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✨️ Cervus Minor – Shikanoin Heizou
you can't tell me that he ISN'T a huge cuddle bug
he comes home, sees you, and tackles you to the floor immidiately
will always be on top of you while you're cuddling
"your neck is so warm :(" – heizou probably
i bet that he can't sleep without cuddles
not only can he not take you with him to work (man is a detective, its a dangerous job lets be real), but you leave the house before he does
this aint it for heizou
he has to get one hug before you leave or else he'll tackle you to the ground
this grew way too self-indulgent shsodhe
The morning has been peaceful to you so far! A quiet house, delicious breakfast you cooked yourself, what could possibly go wro–
"(naaaaame)"
Oh right. Heizou needs his hug.
For a detective working under the respected Tenryou Commission, you thought of Shikanoin Heizou as an intelligent individual who takes every case seriously, sure to never make a mistake in his conclusions. Though, your relationship says other wise.
A cunning man was he, flirting his way into both your heart and mind.
Your attempt to move to the couch proved to be futile as your back soon makes contact with the uncomfortable floor of your living room. You try your best to move into a more comfortable position but soon gave up as Heizou laid all his weight on you making the task difficult.
A giggle can be heard by the crook your neck, with an "I love you" following soon after. Though you should hurry to the Yae Publishing House for work, you decide to wrap your arms around your frustratingly adorable boyfriend.
A small kiss is felt on the crook of your neck. You return the sentiment by tightening your hug and burying your face in Heizou's wine–coloured locks. A small "I love you too." can be heard and a smile appears on your face. Surely Yae Miko can excuse your tardiness for a hug-turned-cuddle session right?
Even so, Shikanoin Heizou will definitely have your back against the Chief Editor if it means that he can bask in your presence even after he proposes.
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✨️ Dracaena Somnolenta – Sangonomiya Kokomi
pretty fish lady deserves a hug <3
will absolutely melt in your hold but tries not to if there are others in the room
cuddling sessions greatly boost her energy
because of that, she tends to be cuddly after meetings and whatnotas her assistant, you try your best to lessen her energy usage as much as possible, even answering questions in Kokomi's stead
but as her lover, you can't help but be content whenever Kokomi asks for a simple hug
a comfortable silence between the two of you is greatly appreciated, as the both of you use this time to appreciate the other, with the added bonus of regaining Kokomi's energy
loves it when you brush her hair with your fingers too!! doesn't encourage you but you just know when Kokomi loves it when you do
when in places that drains her energy greatly, Kokomi usually takes the lead
but, you usually take the big spoon role when the two of you are basking in each other's presence in Kokomi's cave
Another day, another draining set of meetings. That is the daily schedule of Watatsumi Island's Divine Priestess. As the last of the meeting's participants leave the room, you stand and begin to clean your workspace. Knowing the love of your life, this is her time to recuperate in her cave filled to the brim with books.
Leaving the Sangonomiya Shrine, you make your way to Kokomi's secret study located southwest of the shrine, hand in hand with the young woman in question. A wordless travel, but a comforting one nonetheless. You bid farewell to the soldiers you encounter on the way, dragging a tired Sangonomiya Kokomi along.
You immidiately coax Kokomi to sit as soon as you arrive in the room. Taking your place beside her, your body is quickly taken into your lover's arms, with Kokomi's head on your shoulder.
This routine was all too familliar, and yet... it was something you both welcome with open arms as unexpected events that may result in a loss may happen— and you both know this.
Peaceful moments are such fragile gifts.. you may never know when you may be at peace next. Although, treasuring such moments may only cause more grief to the heart.
Her memories with you only lead her to further understand what the Shogun wanted in the past. Eternity.
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kokomi's was supposed to be fluffy but i saw an opportunity iamsosorry-
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