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[killuagirly]

Wanderer [& past incarnations] x Reader

Summary: Fate had drawn you time after time back to a certain puppet without fail, perhaps you're simply meant be stand by his side.

Notes: This might be the first time in a long time I've written something decent.

CW: Hmm.. I can't seem to find anything....

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Act I — Kabukimono

It was a busy spring day, a time where everything seems to return to life. Even for you, as one who travels aimlessly, the sun's rays held a warmth that was enticing like no other as it shone down through the patches of leaves onto the ground where you sat. There was a peaceful breeze, just light enough that it wouldn't interrupt you as your eyes trailed down the words inked onto the paper.

Although, the wind didn't seem to have a need to interrupt you when someone else had already taken on that duty. "[Name]!" You could hear the indigo-haired puppet shouting to you in excitement, this interruption was not unwelcome. A smile formed on your lips as he approached you, setting your book down to focus on the boy now in front of you.

"Yes, Kabukimono?" you questioned, looking up at him standing over you. He presented a rather large lavender melon, showcasing it to you like a trophy. "Can you believe it's size for so early in the year? I'm going to gather some more ingredients so you can join me for a meal today!" He smiled at you, and you were simply fascinated with his innocence.

During the winter you had spent in Inazuma, which was now transitioning into spring, you had become well acquainted with the boy. Given that he, like yourself, was immortal, it felt comforting to assist him from time-to-time with his tasks. He had most obviously still not been exposed to much of the world, and somewhere inside of you hoped it would stay that way.

For the time being, you wished to act as his shield from the harsh reality of the world. It wouldn't last much longer though, as you both knew that once spring truly settled in, you would be back to you travels across Teyvat. You had informed him of this early on, and he seemed to be growing wearier of the day you were meant to leave. It was evident in the way he was spending every free moment by your side, even now as he was out and about.

"I'd like that," you chuckled at his enthusiasm, "will you be preparing our meal?" His face flushed red, an obvious tint on his translucent skin, at the thought of messing up your supper. He took a deep breath before replying, "I will try if that's what you like." You gave a short tug at his lengthy sleeve, motioning for him to come down from his standing position. He looked a bit confused but complied nonetheless, kneeling by your side. "Is something the matter?" He asked, cocking his head to the side.

You leaned towards him in response, placing your lips softly against his forehead without a word. You lingered there for a moment, before swiftly pulling back and returning to your prior position. You examined his stunned expression and laughed to yourself, "Take your time okay? I'll be here waiting." After coming to his senses he hastily nodded and hurried off to continue his search for the best quality goods available.

Act II — Scaramouche

For some time now, a piece of you had felt as though it was missing, torn from the place it was meant to be. You had lived many years, experienced many losses, yet still struggled to pinpoint exactly what you were missing. While you were pondering about this subject, mindlessly wandering the snowy grounds of Snezhnaya, you stumbled across the path of a few members of the Fatui.

They seemed to be lower ranked, something you could determine from previous encounters. The instant they had caught sight of you, it was as if you had provoked them in some way. Attacks were hurdled at you with little to no restraint. Thankfully they were only low-ranks, otherwise you would've been in big trouble.

Through the surrounding commotions you managed to swiftly dodge each attempt at your instant death, trying to quickly figure out a way to get out of this situation. Outrunning them seemed like the simplest of ideas, and probably the most doable. You may not have been the fastest, but you weren't stupid enough to try and fight off multiple fatui members at once.

So you took off, making as many turns and zigzag patterns as you could to throw them off. Eventually you came to a stop, checking to make sure you had lost them. The cold air stung your throat with each heavy breath you took. "Could you be any louder?" an annoyed voice questioned from behind you, you spun around and stood almost in shock at the sight before you.

There stood the boy you once knew, not sparing you a glance from the papers gripped tightly in his hands. "Kabukimono?" You asked in a tone that came out more shocked than you intended. Hearing such a name, he whipped his head up to meet your eyes and his expression morphed into one that mirrored your stunned face. He didn't respond, simply stared at you in pure disbelief, as if he was seeing things.

Now getting a good look at him, you could tell there was an obvious change since the last time you had spoken before leaving Inazuma. "Do not call me by that name," he spat at you harshly after redeeming himself from the sudden shock, "I am Scaramouche, the Balladeer, sixth of the Fatui Harbingers." You were at a loss for words, staring at him in silence.

He took your lack of response as an end to the conversation and turned on his heel to walk away. Without thinking properly, you quickly sprinted towards him and grabbed onto his clothing that would be undeniably too cold in that region for anyone but a puppet. If you were anyone else, he would've silenced you for good in that moment.

Lucky you, you were someone he couldn't seem to get out of his mind most days. How unbefitting of a Harbinger, to let such thoughts creep up on him without warning. Maybe that's why he simply swatted your hand away and continued on his way with an empty feeling gathering in his stomach. Puppets shouldn't feel, so why were salty tears brimming his eyes as he paced further from your shivering figure?

Act III — Wanderer

In the shadows of Sumeru city sat a young man of many names, burying himself so deep in thoughts of his past. Wanderer had gone through much with passing time and had eventually come to a peace with himself. Despite all the life lessons he'd learned, something still nagged at the back of his mind. He knew what it was but declared it a thought that held no importance to him. Not anymore.

It had been long since he last saw you, but he still wondered from time-to-time how you were doing. Maybe you had forgotten all about him, but he just knew that wasn't true. He stood from his spot where the Aranara never ceased to bother him and decided on a stroll further off the beaten path than his usual. He walked through an area shrouded in trees, brushing off the occasional fallen leaf or blossoming petal.

As if fate was answering his unspoken prayers, he came across an open patch of grass with only a tree in the center. Sitting there at it's trunk with a novel in hand, was you. The scene took him back to the day he'd seen you just like this before, although his memory clouded the details. He took a step closer, feet padding on the ground beneath him.

The sound made you aware of his presence and you looked up at him, setting your book aside just as you had before. Your eyes met his, a smile forming on your face. It was a feature of yours he used to know quite well, though now it seemed foreign to him. Or maybe that's just what he had been telling himself, because how could something foreign to him bring such comfort?

"Scaramouche?" You stared up at him expectantly. "It's Wanderer now," he stated in a calm tone, however, he wasn't calm in the slightest. His stomach did flips that one wouldn't think a puppet was capable of upon hearing your voice again, something he yearned for so to hear again. "Wanderer then," you spoke cautiously as if he would turn and flee at any moment, "sit beside me, won't you?"

He did as you asked without hesitation, eyes never once leaving your relaxed figure. "I missed you," you said to him. He wasn't completely sure it was true, because he was no longer the person you once knew in his eyes. He opened his mouth to respond but couldn't find the words to do so. You reached out and placed your palm on his shoulder.

"How have you been?" The question was so blunt and simple that it almost hurt. You knew well that he had most definitely matured, but to what extent was what you were concerned yourself with. "I'm doing better than I was before." You chuckled that sweet sound he had missed. "Care to elaborate?" you asked, and he did. Wanderer couldn't remember another time he'd been so open with anyone.

He ranted to you all that had happened, why he had acted so coldly the last time he spoke to you, cringing at his own words. You remained silent, except the occasional hum of approval to his explanation. Your full attention was fixated on him, gazing at his ethereal features as you listened to him go on and on. After quite a while, he concluded his story and looked back at you waiting for some kind of acknowledgement.

"I'm so proud of you for coming so far." He looked taken aback, not expecting that sort of comment. His face flushed a familiar shade of red, earning a short laugh from you. He may have learned a lot about himself in the time passed, but you could tell he was still the same indigo-haired boy you'd met years ago. You leaned closer to him and pressed a kiss to his forehead, smiling wider than ever as you pulled back. "I'm so glad we met again."

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Masterlist

#KilluaGirly #Genshin Impact #Kabukimono #Kunikuzushi #Scaramouche #Wanderer #x Reader #Genshin Impact x Reader #Kabukimono x Reader #Kunikuzushi x Reader #Scaramouche x Reader #Wanderer x Reader

[killuagirly]

I'm not one to sugarcoat compliments, nor do I really take an interest in Xiao, but this was by far the best Xiao fanfic I have ever read. Written by my dear friend, go read it.

✩ A Silent Heartbeat ✩

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Xiao x gn!adeptus!reader

Summary: Xiao has never noticed the beauty of the world around him─ or of his "partner", either.

TW: Self depreciation, survivors guilt

Cws: Xiao talks down on himself a lot, angsty, hurt/comfort(??), sun and moon trope(if you squint)

Wc: Around 4.3k (I've gone insane)

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Xiao's pants come in heavy as he stares at his surroundings.

This ruin guard factory had been becoming more and more active, something he couldn't allow to continue.

There had been a small girl who was almost harmed under his watch by these very ruin guards. Unforgivable, he thought.

How could he, an adeptus sworn to protect the vast lands of Liyue, allow a small child to feel such fear for her life? Unforgivable.

His face is expressionless as he removes the Yaksha mask, placing it back upon his waist.

His work done, he sets out to retire back to the inn for a while to gather his bearings. Then, he shall set out again on his nightly patrol of Liyue.

He appears where he always does, on the roof of Wangshu Inn. There, he sits. He has not the right mind to admire the way the stars shine, nor the crisp night air on his tongue. Instead, he fixates on the scent of bloodshed still lingering on his person.

He notices footsteps on the balcony of Wangshu Inn coming in rapidly. Looking down, it's..

Them.

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An adeptus of fairly negligible background, they serve as a mere worker at Wangshu Inn. However, not long ago..

they were to be assigned as Xiao's personal healer.

Xiao never took care of himself well. Any wound he received he'd brush off as a "flesh wound", not paying much attention. He was an adeptus, how could be protect Liyue and uphold his promise to Morax if he would allow such 'small' wounds hinder his ability to carry out his duties?

Of course, as an adeptus, naturally, the wounds would heal. However, it was no secret that adepti could still feel pain. Even of 'flesh wounds'.

This was made apparent to Zhongli─ Morax, by them.

In turn, Morax summoned Xiao. Without question, Xiao returned to Morax's side, awaiting orders, when─

"Xiao. I'd like to introduce you to your new partner." His deep voice resounded through the walls.

Xiao looks up from his bowed position, eyes piercing and sharp.

There, stands another adeptus, their person adorned with many medicinal herbs utilized for mortal use.

"Useless," He thinks. Mortal medicine doesn't work on him. He's an adeptus, he's meant to be above these material things. He's meant to protect mortals, not waste supplies they need. It'd be undignified of him.

They introduce themselves. Their name, their occupation. "Herbalist," they said. "Doctor," they said.

Useless.

An herbalist? A doctor? A partner?

How useless.

Xiao had no need for those things. He was simply..

he simply..

No matter. He had no need.

However, Morax was persistent on the topic, and who was he, really, to deny Morax's orders? Nobody. So, Xiao 'accepts' this 'partner' of his, with no intentions to further a relation with them.

It began small. Instead of the chef of Wangshu Inn leaving the food for him, they did it. It began with them simply being the one to deliver the almond tofu, leaving it in the night's solemn embrace for him, to them sitting near the balcony's table, carefully setting down the plate for him in wait.

The weight of Morax's expectations pressed upon him like a leaden cloak, each silent command a heavy burden upon his shoulders.

With a resigned sigh, he begrudgingly accepted their presence, feeling the weight of duty pulling him down. He sat in stoic silence, his jaw clenched tight, unwilling to indulge in conversation but willing enough to endure the oppressive silence that hung between them.

..did not deserve.

At best, he'd spare a few words for them. They did this a while, until he learned..

he was specially reserving parts of his day for them. For that very moment.

And then..

He'd reserve for them parts of him. For that very moment.

For that very moment they meet under the moon's gentle glow, as friends, as colleagues, as..

Partners.

It used to be a chore to speak even a few words to them, to even sit at the same table as them. Yet, now..

He craved it.

He wanted them to listen. He wanted them to hear what he had gone through.

Maybe..

Maybe they'd accept him.

What a foolish thought. Incredibly irresponsible─ how could he disregard the fact that his karmic debt would still chip away at their very being, their soul.

So he strays away from them. He sits on the roof longer, peering down at them.

He observes how they deflate when he's late. When he doesn't show up at all.

How their eyes fall down, as they fidget with an accessory on their person, and as they huff to see their breath in the cool night air.

He can't help himself from feeling..

incomplete.

Without their presence, without their listening ear, without their calming voice, without their soft chiding and scolds, he's..

missing something.

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He looks down as they sit there, still waiting for him. As the moon reaches its peak, he realizes they won't leave.

He could just take the almond tofu and leave, right?

He couldn't have anticipated this.

His arrival is immediately met with their warm embrace. He was surprised, startled even.

Dealing with the vicious beasts of Teyvat was usual for him. Not even the most abominable creatures and monsters could make him cower anymore.

And yet..

These mortal feelings, this mortal warmth..

It shook him to his core.

Quickly, they pull away, apologizing for the sudden intrusion of his 'personal space'.

This.. was not a feeling familiar to him.

They apologize profusely, placing the almond tofu on the table and leaving quickly.

He sits down by himself, bringing the almond tofu to his mouth.

Tonight..

The stars seemed to shine brighter.

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The next night he returns with a gaping gash on his arm. He hadn't slept in days, causing his guard to falter for a moment too long.

He grits his teeth as the pain meshes into the strings of karmic debt, pulling and pushing at him constantly.

Without thinking, he jumps down to the balcony.

They seem startled, but the surprise is met with worry as they see the large gash on his arm. Immediately, they stand up, assessing the wound.

Without hesitation, they take his other arm and throw it around their shoulder, holding him up with their own arm.

They lead him to his room, setting him down carefully onto the bed.

"What did I say about sleeping? Even adepti must rest," They chide, carefully wetting a towel and dabbing the spot, causing him to hiss.

"I have to need for mortal activities. I live only to kill, and to kill alone. Sleep is unnecessary." He speaks out gruffly, looking the other way, towards the window.

"This wound speaks otherwise. How are you to protect Liyue if you can't even protect yourself? I require you to rest for at least 3 days before you return to duty." They say, running a hand along the wound.

The wound closes up partially, courtesy of their healing abilities. They open up their medicine bag, pulling out some herbs he's never seen before.

"Mortal medicine won't─"

"This isn't mortal medicine," They interrupt him before he can finish speaking, some of the leaves in their mouth as they place some others in the mortar and pestle to crush into a fine powder.

After a few moments, they add in an herbal base, mixing the two together. They lightly apply the cool paste to his wounded skin. He grits his teeth at the sudden sensation.

"This is adepti medicine. I have specially cultivated it myself. It should help with the pain." They explain, seeming unphased as they crush up another bundle of leaves.

"This.. this will induce a restful sleep. I require you take this every night before the moon reaches its peak." They clarify, holding out the paste that has been mixed into a tea-like base.

He opens his mouth to protest stubbornly, to again, state how he, an adeptus, could not leave his position for such 'useless' rest. However, he, again, is silenced by them. This time..

by their unfaltering gaze.

Eyes swelled with worry, no doubt had he never seen such emotion within an expression, just..

just for him.

He quiets, accepting the treatment.

"...and adepti must eat. Before I send you off to rest, I shall bring you your almond tofu. Don't move too much, that wound isn't completely healed yet." They say, leaving the room, leaving him with his thoughts.

The wind howled outside, a symphony of nature's fury as it swept through the trees, rattling their branches and sending leaves swirling in a chaotic dance.

He looks until he sees his reflection in the window, faintly.

He's pathetic, he thinks. Requiring help as the sworn protector of Liyue, he.. he..

He really didn't deserve this.

How could he have survived? All the other Yaksha..

Why was he the only one left?

Xiao's gaze drifted to the ground, his fists clenched at his sides. Memories of battles lost and comrades fallen flashed through his mind like shards of glass. He wasn't the strongest Yaksha, that much was clear.

Each defeat weighed heavily on his shoulders, a constant reminder of his inadequacy. The thought gnawed at him like a festering wound, twisting his insides with self-doubt. As he looked up at the star-filled sky, he couldn't help but wonder: how could anyone love a warrior who had failed so many times?

He shouldn't have survived. He shouldn't have lived to see this day. And he really shouldn't allow himself the luxury to even.. enjoy these days.

He did not deserve this more than the other Yaksha did. He did not deserve peaceful days, he did not deserve compassion, he did not deserve love and care like the other Yaksha did.

The other Yaksha would have surely treated them better.

Unlike him, who treats them with unwavering frigidity.

Unlike him, who acts indifferent to their acts of service.

Unlike him, who craves their voice, their touch, but will never speak of it.

Unlike him, who is unworthy.

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Footsteps are unheard throughout the halls. He can sense them as they make their way back to his room, a plate of almond tofu in hand.

This was not the plate on the balcony before. This was a new plate, plated differently and made differently from that of the usual; this was not made by the hands of the chef of Wangshu Inn.

"I've decided that the almond tofu on the balcony wasn't tasteful anymore. Here. I've made it myself. I apologize for any mistakes made, the chef wasn't present at this time." They speak quietly, sitting near his bedside and passing him the plate as he sits up.

With his good arm, he raises the mortal utensil to take a bite of it.

It tastes..

It tastes just like a sweet dream.

"..please take the medicine on the bedside. It will help you sleep. If you require anything of assistance, I will be in the room over. Please call my name." They stand up, gathering their things, before a hand clutches their wrist.

He wants to ask for them to stay, just for a while longer, he wants to tell them all of these complicated human emotions, but he quiets these thoughts.

"Thank.. you." He manages to mutter, before quickly releasing them.

They give him a small nod and leave.

That night, he takes the sleeping medicine.

The dreams it induces are..

sweet.

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The next morning, he awakes to the sound of the morning birds singing, the sun filtering through the shades of his room.

Sitting up, he feels his head pound. No more than a side effect of the medicine, he assures himself.

Waking up this way was.. new.

It felt so.. tranquil here.

His thoughts were interrupted by the sight of the herbalist walking into his room. They sit down near his bedside once more, holding the back of their hand to his forehead to check for temperature.

"Good morning, Xiao. How do you feel?" They ask, rummaging through their bag for something.

"..Fine." He replies curtly, unwilling to elaborate.

"Alright then. I suggest you stay in bed for today. Tomorrow, you should be set to start moving again, but still no combat or sharp movements, you hear me?"

"..This is unnecessary."

"Do you hear me, Xiao?" They reiterate again sternly.

He paused, knowing they wouldn't let up until he agreed.

"..yes." He murmurs begrudgingly.

"Perfect. I'll have Smiley Yanxiao prepare your─"

"Can you.. please.. do it.." He manages to rasp, his voice caught in his throat at the prospect. What was he doing? Why would he say that? They were already taking such good care of him.. something he truly didn't deserve. So why.. why was he asking for more? Why did he crave more?

They pause.

Were they going to deny his request? To have his request, spoken so brazenly be denied was to be expected, he thought. He said to himself, "Why would they ever do this for me again? They'd be better off with nothing to do with me."

"..Of course." They reply.

"Stay here. It'll only be a moment. And remember; no sharp movements." They remind, leaving the room, and leaving Xiao breathless in the process.

Breathless from the sheer effort it took to mutter that request.

Breathless from their reply.

And breathless from them.

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The moments pass as Xiao stares down at his lap. Xiao: bedridden, helpless, at the mercy of another adeptus.

The other Yaksha would never humor this idea of him. After all, he was always so cold and brooding, who would ever think of him sitting in bed, with only his thoughts to accompany him? And with..

A companion, to boot.

This time, he doesn't sense their presence before they walk through the door.

He let his guard down again. And he wasn't even tired.

How foolish of him. What if it had been some kind of creature? He couldn't begin letting his guard down like this. This would be detrimental to his role as protector of Liyue. How could he be so weak? How could he be so foolish?

But it wasn't. It was them.

"Xiao?" Their voice snaps him out of his thought.

"Here you are. Please take this time to rest. Liyue needs its protector, but no living being is simply a machine. Liyue needs its protector to be in his best condition, alright?" They say, folding some of the towels by his bed.

"..right." He mutters, mouth full of almond tofu.

"I'll be off today. I must tend to my fields." They stand up from their sitting position.

"Just call my name if you ever need me, and I will be there." They say, as their footsteps trail out of the room, their presence disappearing soon.

That day, he takes his time looking out at the world. The sun had begun to set, the air beginning to change into the sharp night he was all too familiar with.

He never noticed the beautiful oranges, yellows, and pinks before. When the sun sets, it paints such a beautiful picture. Much unlike the sight of bloodshed he usually observed. The blood staining his clothing, the blood staining the ground around him.

He took the medicine on his bedside, slowly drifting off to sleep as the sun followed suit.

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The next time he awoke, they were already there with a plate of almond tofu for him, made fresh. His arm certainly felt better, he noticed.

The sun seemed brighter than he'd ever noticed, the trees lush and the flowers seemed to prosper under its watchful gaze.

He sits up in bed, hands in his lap.

"May I touch your arm?" They ask.

He's surprised. Nobody has ever asked him before. They might have noticed how his demeanor changed with physical contact. They..

worried about his comfort?

..Inconceivable.

He slowly nods, holding out his arm. It surely felt better than it did the day before, but it still slightly hurt to hold out.

They trace two fingers over his wound, helping the scarring swell down. After, they apply the cooling paste once more.

"It looks like you'll be alright," They begin.

"You'll be able to get out of bed today. Just no fighting. And no sharp movements, as the wound could still open." They conclude, standing up to leave after their assessment of the situation. They must be going back to tend to their fields, something Xiao had no experience in. He doubted he could be helpful, and him, a merciless killer, tending to delicate plants and herbs? He could never. But still..

"May I.. come with you?" He chokes out. "To.. to your fields." He clarifies.

A slight expression of surprise surfaces on their face as they think for a moment. They seemed perplexed.

"I.. I understand if─"

"..You can come." They nod. "I don't mind some extra help. And it's good to get some fresh air."

"You mean.. I can.. come?" He asks, mouth running dry.

"Of course. Would you be ready to come now? I can wait a few moments."

"Y.. yes. I can come now." He quickly says, sounding more.. eager than he meant to.

"Great. Would you like a change of clothing? I'll have your current clothes washed."

"A change of clothing? I don't own any other articles of clothing."

"..ah. I see. Not to worry, I'm sure there are some basic articles of clothing in here." They say, walking over to the dressers and rummaging through them. Not a few moments later do they return with some basic clothing─ a brown shirt that clasps in the middle and pants that are tapered at the bottom.

"I assume you don't need help with dressing?" They ask, cocking an eyebrow.

"No. I have not lost my ability to dress." He speaks, looking away.

"Good, good. I'll be outside of your room should you require any assistance. Feel free to come out once you're ready." They say, leaving the room and shutting the door.

Once dressed, Xiao takes in the feeling of the common clothing.

He's never been in this clothing before. It felt.. different. The cloth felt strange on his body. This.. was mortal clothing. He should never be seen wearing mortal clothing. It was unbecoming of someone of his status.

Walking out of the room, he catches a glimpse of them in the kitchen, helping Smiley Yanxiao with the influx of orders. Their moves are quick, nimble, and he finds that they are skilled in cooking. Their hands are delicate, most likely due to the skill required to pluck plants and herbs from the ground without damaging them.

They look up and see Xiao. Smiling at Smiley Yanxiao, they wave a goodbye to him and walk over to Xiao.

The pair set off not a moment later.

Walking on the stone path, a silence covers the two. The hot sun was at its peak, leading the herbalist to pull up their sleeves.

Soon after, they arrive at the plot of land. As far as Xiao's eye can see, the fields are filled with various different types of herbs. They harvest this.. all by themselves?

"If you'd like to help, go and grab a few of the baskets. We'll begin with 3, and then we can get more if needed." They instruct, leaving him to find the baskets.

Doing mortal chores in mortal clothing, how idiotic of him to partake in such activities, he thought to himself as he moved through the fields, trying his best not to trample any of the plants.

As he makes his way back, he finds they they've already plucked many herbs from the ground. They must be used to this by now.

He leans downward, trying his best to pluck the herbal leaves. He's confused when the leaf crumbles in his grasp. Perhaps this was just a testament to his murderous nature, unable to appreciate beauty and preserve it. Perhaps he really was only meant for murder, killing, and war. Perhaps─

His thoughts are interrupted as they seem to notice his struggle, crouching down next to him. Beckoning him to look and observe, their hands gently pluck the leaves without haste. This leaves it pristine, looking as if it had been untouched.

His breath hitches. He could never do that. His work was based on haste and power. He could only ever destroy beauty, this was a fact he knew rang true. But as they took his hand, gently ran his coarse fingers across the leaves, and plucked it with such care, he wondered..

..was he capable of being.. gentle?

He discarded the thought.

As he worked alongside them in the fields, a sense of tranquility settled over him, the burden of his duties momentarily lifted by the simple act of tending to the earth.

The torturous strings of his karmic debt still tore at him, body and soul, even if he should have been at peace.

Who was he angry at?

That night, he lies in bed, staring out at the window to catch a glimpse of the moons glow. He never noticed how bright it shone, even if the sun proved brighter.

The moonlight beamed down, coating the world in a fluorescent white. The world stands still, the world stagnating into a cold blue as the night ran its course.

He closed his eyes.

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The next time he opened his eyes, the dawn was still young. Looking out to the window, he took note of the warm sun that blanketed the landscape, protecting all in its light.

The reflection of himself in the glass of the window was more apparent, almost like the stained glass in an art piece.

The door creaks open, revealing them in their usual form.

As per usual, they come in and inspect his wound, checking for any changes.

"It should be almost fully healed by now. I do advise you take it easy for today, however, you're ready to get back on 'duty' tomorrow." They nod, staying in their sitting position.

They mutter something to themselves before turning to the bedside table, handing Xiao a plate of almond tofu.

Xiao silently takes the plate, bringing the spoon to his mouth for a mouthful.

Within their presence, he realizes, time.. felt endless.

The days that have passed were simple days, filled with menial, useless tasks.

So why did he feel..

So fulfilled?

The other Yaksha wanted to become as the mortals did once the archon war ended.

They all wanted to live what he was living now.

He, at that time, had no interest in the mortal lifestyle, even after the war.

..did he?

But even so, he had no business feeling fulfillment of any kind.

He who was worthless.

He who was unworthy.

Yet, that day, he stayed in bed without protest.

He sat idly instead of stubbornly requesting release.

And he spoke with them.

A long while.

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By the end of it, the wounds imbedded into his psyche were very evident.

They paused, pursing their lips a moment, before responding.

"...I apologize. My expertise.. is in the body, the flesh. I have no resources to heal the wounds of the mind."

"..Perhaps.. you are capable of much more than you believe." He replies, not quite understanding what his own words meant.

That night, as they left his room, he came to a conclusion.

The one he was angry at had always been himself.

Angry for surviving.

Angry for being so powerless.

Angry, for everything.

And yet, with the presence of his 'partner', he noticed the way the grass would bend to the breeze, as the tides would rise and fall with the moon.

He noticed the will of the mountains, unwavering and steeled.

He noticed the blooming of the flowers, resilient in their passage.

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The sun rises to light the path and protect, even if he doesn't realize it.

The moon rises to set the path for rest, its cold tones readying the world for the suns warmth.

The sun burns so bright to give hope and strength, but even the sun must rest, lest the sun burn itself to the core, unable to shine once more.

The moon may not shine as bright, but even so, it will always serve as a light in the dark, a symbol of rest.

The sun doesn't realize his capacity for warmth and love.

As the sun guides all others, the moon will slowly guide the sun unto the path of peace.

Where, on that pier,

he may finally look onto his reflection,

and accept who he is.

#KilluaGirly #Yinastra #Genshin Impact #Xiao #Genshin Impact x Reader #Xiao x Reader #x Reader #x Gn!Reader #Hurt/Comfort

[killuagirly]

Ok so, is it just me who like when older women would call them by pet names? Like not in a weird or romantic way, but it makes me feel special for some reason. The funniest part about that is that people who do, end up doing it to almost everyone. I end up calling some people younger than me like sweetheart, honey, you get the jist. Please tell me I'm not alone because it's just so nice when someone will go, "You need some to drink hun?" or, "You can talk to me anytime to like sweetheart." LIKE THANK YOU FOR MAKING ME FEEL SO SPECIAL.

#KilluaGirly #Talks—[☾]

[killuagirly]

Toilet Bound Hanako Kun Masterlist

⁀➴ So you have a taste for the supernatural, hm? I do as well, would you perhaps have come to see my collection?

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Requestable so far: Hanako-Kun, Yashiro Nene, Kou Minamoto.

Don't forget to check the requesting rules in the Intro post before requesting!

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Hanako, Yashiro, & Kou[Separate] x Reader

Asking someone out takes a ton of courage, but they managed to do it just for you! What was your first date with them like?

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#KilluaGirly #Masterlist #Tbhk #Jshk #x Reader

[killuagirly]

Hanako, Yashiro, & Kou[Separate] x Reader

Summary: Asking someone out takes a ton of courage, but they managed to do it just for you! What was your first date with them like?

Notes: I am unfortunately caught up on the manga, love/hate relationship for sure. [It's literally my favorite anime and manga] So anyways, I wanted to get something short out for these cuties to maybe start motivating myself to write for them! :D

CW: Nothing I can find..

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Hanako

☆ Since Hanako can't necessarily leave the school grounds, he decided a rooftop date would be the best option. Even though you weren't supposed to be on school grounds past 5:30, he devised a little plan to get you in! When he first brought up that he wanted to go on a "date" with you, he was red in the face. Embarrassed is an odd look for Hanako.

☆ It wasn't just past 5:30, but he wanted to go at night and have a sleepover. At first you considered it odd, but soon realized that Hanako was still Amane Yugi at heart, a boy who certainly had a fascination with the moon and stars. He helped you set up a sleeping bag to get comfy and he was much less talkative than usual, nervous the entire time.

☆ You were nervous as well, going on a date with a ghost and all. However, the tension didn't last long once the stars in the sky were visible. Hanako would point out different constellations you could only see during certain times in the year, telling you stories about each one. Despite the joy the stars brought him, you were his favorite part of that night no questions asked.

Yashiro

☆ Yashiro is such a dreamer, after all that she's learned she was partially expecting you to turn her down. When you accepted her offer she was over the moon, but.. she didn't actually have a plan. To avoid embarrassment, she blurted out the idea of getting ice cream, to which you happily agreed. That night she wore the biggest smile home like she had won the lottery.

☆ She texted you a time and place asking if that worked for you, which it fit right into your schedule. You met up the next afternoon to get ice cream and go on a walk in a nature park nearby. Yashiro tried to pay for you but you turned her down and ended up covering both of your orders. The cutest part was she got the same flavor as you just to have something else in common!

☆ Once you got your treats, you set out to the park. Walking alongside the short radish-legged girl, she asked you more about yourself and you returned the gestures. Getting to know each other better was enjoyable, and something Nene hadn't been the best at in the past. This time around, she'll try her hardest to impress you each step of the way!

Kou

☆ The poor exorcist boy has seen his older brother been asked out tons of times, but he doesn't exactly know wat to do himself. When he first approached you with a bouquet of assorted flowers, you didn't know what to think. He cleared his throat before asking if you'd like to go out with him in the most confident tone he could muster up.

☆ The most hilarious part about the interaction was the baffled look on his face when you said yes. Kou, much like Yashiro, probably was expecting to get turned down somewhere in his gut. He was ecstatic when telling you the plan he had gotten ready, a classic picnic. If there was one thing he was confident about, it was his cooking abilities.

☆ During lunchtime the following day, he brought a soft quilt to lay out on the grass underneath you along with a picnic basket filled as with as much as he could pack of your favorite foods. Everything was home-cooked, he had spent the previous night making sure everything was in order. Let's just say he really put his skills to the test for you and went all-out.

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Masterlist

#KilluaGirly #Tbhk #Hanako-Kun #Amane Yugi #Yashiro Nene #Kou Minamoto #Tbhk x Reader #Hanako-Kun x Reader #Amane Yugi x Reader #Yashiro Nene x Reader #Kou Minamoto x Reader #x Reader

[killuagirly]

Xiao x Reader

Summary: Xiao has been experiencing some feelings that are new to him, and he only realizes what they are once it's already been said out loud. Luckily, those feelings aren't one sided.

Notes: I'm not really back into the Genshin fandom but here we are, writing this on a whim. I don't really like it if I'm being honest, but oh well. I haven't written anything decent in months now anyways, so hopefully you'll enjoy this short piece!!

CW: Mentions of Xiao's past, denial maybe? Not much really, just some unexpected hurt/comfort?? I don't know what this is.

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Xiao

☆ Xiao was not the biggest on affection, anyone who knew him could tell you that. Recently however, his view of the subject may have been swaying a bit. You were the one at fault, as once his fingertips brushed yours he only seemed to crave more. He had never felt a need to be close to someone before, so why now? He wasn't sure he could answer even given forever to think.

☆ Or maybe, it was just because being around you felt so euphoric. Every time Xiao looked at you a sense of comfort and warmth would fall over him, leaving him in a frantic mess to get away. It wasn't because he wanted to leave you, but he just couldn't place his finger on what he was feeling. He wasn't too keen on the idea of speaking to you about it, so he just kept quiet and hoped you didn't notice his odd behavior.

☆ Eventually the day he dreaded came as you approached him on the topic, "Xiao, you've been off lately. Is something wrong?" He could feel his heart drop to his stomach hearing your voice, his favorite sound, weaving words together he hoped he'd never have to hear. You knew Xiao didn't like you worrying about him, or at least he that's what he told you, but you just couldn't help seeing him so distraught without any explanation.

☆ For a moment he was silent, unsure of whether or not he should tell you of his thoughts. Perhaps it would burden you, but he knew very well by now that was just his own consciousness eating away at him. So, he allowed himself to cave in for once and told you everything you could've ever wished to hear. It was quick, and a lot of his words were jumbled together, but the meaning came across.

☆ Xiao visibly stopped after hearing himself voice his thoughts as a realization hit him like a pile of bricks. He was so obviously in love with you. It never really occurred to him, the idea of loving someone. After all that he had been through, it was understandable that he didn't associate himself with such topics.

☆ His eyes met yours in a haze, tears threatening to fall and you took a step closer. In his mind, this could go wrong in so many ways. For instance, what if you didn't feel the same? He didn't see how you could with his cold and dismissive demeanor. Then again, what if you did? That weighed a heavier fear than the instance of you hating him forever.

☆ In the cloudy heap of anxiety surrounding him, you raised your fingers to his pale cheek and wiped away stray tears he hadn't noticed were falling. A gentle smiled crossed your features, one he swore could've only been from an angel. "I love you too, Xiao," you spoke in a hushed tone, as if he would flee at the slightest mishap. That was the only time Xiao could be seen wrapping his arms around another, letting his emotions flow as they pleased.

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Masterlist

#KilluaGirly #Genshin Impact #Xiao #x Reader #Genshin Impact x Reader #Xiao x Reader #Genshin Impact Xiao x Reader #Hurt/comfort #Fanfiction #Genshin #Genshin x Reader #Genshin Xiao x Reader

[killuagirly]

You're in my world now. Come along then, won't you?

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⁀☆ KilluaGirly here, so nice of you to visit! There's much to see, would you like a tour?

About me:

⁀☆ I am a minor, currently 14 years old. If that makes you uncomfortable in any way, feel free to leave. The exit isn't far.

⁀☆ I have a sweet tooth! What's not to like about the heavenly taste of sugar? Apple pie, cherry pie, muffins and white chocolate are some of my favorite sweet treats.

Notices:

⁀☆ My requests are currently open! Tell me, what do you desire?

⁀☆ Please check the requesting rules below before sending in an ask. If your request doesn't follow the guidelines, it will most likely be deleted.

⁀☆ If my askbox is inaccessible at any given time, please do not use the submit feature to override this. It is meant for those who would like to share something with me, or have their work displayed on my blog.

Masterlists:

⁀☆ Toilet Bound Hanako Kun Masterlist

⁀☆ Black Butler//Kuroshitsuji Masterlist

⁀☆ Genshin Impact Masterlist

Requesting rules & info:

⁀☆ Please do not send in requests for characters that have not yet been written for. If I have not gotten at least one fic for your character out on my own, I will not be writing requests for them. You can send in character suggestions if you like, but know that they will not always be answered. You can check the requestable characters for a given fandom on the Masterlist[s].

⁀☆ Feel free to request up to four or five characters for headcanons, scenarios and such, but do not request characters from different fandoms in the same ask. You can send them separately of course, but no crossovers or mixing of different fandoms unless I so do on my own.

⁀☆ I will not be accepting smut requests for the time being. I may be lenient on suggestive content, but no actual smut. I may write smut on my own accord, but requests like these get tiring.

⁀☆ Please only send in one request at a time. Of course, you can send in multiple requests, but please be patient until I've completed your prior request as to not add too much onto my plate.

⁀☆ Be polite. I don't expect anybody to be on their best behavior all the time, but my blog is meant to be a safe space for myself and others. If you send in asks that are rude or include disturbing content, they will be deleted.

⁀☆ Make sure not to use image[s] that you don't have rights to. Of course, official art from Illustrators and such is fine but please don't go sending me other people's artwork/photographs and expecting it to be displayed on my blog.

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#KilluaGirly #Intro post #Masterlist

[killuagirly]

So I'm going through and deleting some of my older works that I no longer want on my blog[and don't want one of my friends to see, hi.]. I also think I probably will be taking smut off of the requestable list, so it may no longer appear on my blog unless I write it on my own. Sorry if that inconveniences you or if you followed me for that purpose, but it's really unmotivating. Thanks for your understanding!!

#KilluaGirly #Notice

[killuagirly]

So, I've had a 'menu prompt list' in my drafts for like ever now, and I decided I'm not going to be using it. Instead, I'm creating a new one. The problem is, I wanted to have yandere prompts but also like fluff, angst and [maybe]smut sections. So, should I just make them separately? Should I only write Yandere prompts? Only fluff, angst, and such?? I need feedback, please & thank you!

[Requesting will not only be confined to these lists]

#KilluaGirly #Poll #Prompt List

[killuagirly]

This is honestly so true. Like obviously tbhk has some heavily implied ships, but things that are canon just make more sense. Like they're actually married and in love, even have kids together. That's the best ship.

Me watching debates about Tbhk ships when my favorite ship is literally Hanako’s parent’s because they’re married and have kids

#KilluaGirly #Reblogs #Talks—[☾] #Tbhk #Toilet Bound Hanako-kun #Yugi Family #Hanako-kun #Amane Yugi #Tsukasa Yugi #If it's not comfirmed canon or like smacking you in the face bc it's so obviously supposed to be then I don't ship it man

[killuagirly]

I just realized all the links on my masterlists weren't working since I changed my username, so I fixed all of them by hand so I didn't have to go looking for the posts. They all work now, but I still have to re-link the masterlist[s] for each fandom on each and every post. Idk if I'm ready to spend that much time on something so silly, I'm gonna go cry now. <( _ _ )>

#KilluaGirly #Talks—[☾] #I'm actually gonna start sobbing man #What if I change my username again someday and have to do it all over again..

[killuagirly]

Monthly Highlights

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My personal monthly highlights, from authors & artists across the waters of vast sea we call Tumblr. In case some authors would be bothered by being tagged in posts like this one[which will be updated frequently], blog URLs will be linked rather than tagging the person directly. Some inactive blogs I enjoyed visiting may not be listed, however, none will be removed.

March 2024

Bumblehoneybee

Sinnersweets

Semisolidmind

2faced-fairy

#KilluaGirly #Monthly Reading Highlights

[killuagirly]

SukiiDreams -> KilluaGirly

I've finally decided to re-organize things and use my main email for everything instead of this online-persona thing I have going on. Still the same person, just using my main email now!! :D

#KilluaGirly #Update!!

[killuagirly]

Hello I hope you’re doing well :D

Would it be ok to request headcanons of a time traveler reader who is a part of a “time traveler organization” from the late 21st century who meets with Alois, Ciel and Sebastian? Perhaps they decide to stay a while to collect some history info for their organization and also because they find the characters entertaining lol ^^

I wish you a lovely day or evening! <33

Ciel, Sebastian & Alois[Separate] x Reader

Summary: As a part of a modern-day 'time traveler organization', you had gotten yourself the opportunity to meet Ciel, Alois, and Sebastian in person. What will you do with this once-in-a-lifetime chance?

Notes: This is a cute idea; it feels like it'd be more entertaining//funny if anything. I didn't know whether or not to separate them, but I tried to give them all their own pieces anyways! I hope you have a great day//night as well and thank you for requesting!! [Sorry this took longer than usual to get out]

CW: Nothing to see here..

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Ciel

☆ Seeing as you were part of a time traveling organization, you didn't think you could be so captured by a sassy Earl who enjoys throwing orders around. You were meant to investigate and bring back information for your company during the time you would spend there, but would it really hurt to stay a bit longer in the company of the Earl Phantomhive?

☆ In the beginning of the times you had yet to dig deeper into who he was, he was already picking at your history trying to find out just who in the world you were. You were dressed in clothing that was not of the Era and didn't seem to know most of the etiquette commonly used during that time. His curiosity was peaked, he wanted to learn more about you and just what you could've been doing there.

☆ It was humorous for you honestly, watching him try to uncover details about your past through any means he could come up with. In all of London, he couldn't find a single document containing any records of you or your birth. Given that you technically hadn't been born yet during this time, it made perfect sense. However to Ciel, he was convinced you were a spy of some sort, or maybe had a criminal record to hide.

☆ He was dead set on figuring you out, even ordering Sebastian to follow you around and gather information from the shadows. Although, to no prevail, the butler could only come up with some of your favorite treats from around town. Eventually Ciel just outright asked you something along the lines of, "Who the hell even are you!?" You simply laughed and brushed him off, providing nothing but, "I'm [Name], that's all there is to it."

Sebastian

☆ Sebastian almost instantly pointed out the difference in your clothing compared to the standards of the current their time, down to the fabrics used in the making. He also mentioned the odd style of manners you used and your lack of a 'wealthy appearance' as he called it. Though do you suppose people cared more on clothing than they do in modern times, it was still a bit rude.

☆ Ignoring his initial impression, you found Sebastian as good company to be around even if he seemed even more dedicated to his young lord in person. It was entertaining to watch him fulfilling his daily tasks along with correcting the other servants', all the while he held conversation with you. He seemed to be rather interested in your origins, but surprisingly didn't pry much at your short answers.

☆ He kept a watchful eye on you the entirety of the time you has spent there, which was longer than what was planned. Only because who could really resist the chance for just a bit longer with the butler of the Phantomhive Manor? Certainly not you. Getting to know him better was hard though, and he only seemed to answer your personal questions just as thoroughly as you did his.

☆ You knew he was doing this deliberately, trying to see if he could crack you open for answers without directly asking for answers about your identity. Similar to Ciel, he used what little free-time had had left in the day searching for files, records, or any sort of information on you. When nothing came up in the demon's hands, he was honestly a bit baffled. Although, he does find it humorous watching you struggle with little things that you aren't accustomed to.

Alois

☆ When you first met Alois face-to-face, he was curious about you and asking questions non-stop. It was everything from your 'odd clothing' to what your blood type was. You didn't perceive him as the type of person to want to know everything before your trip back in time, but you certainly did after that meeting. He was practically all over you like a curious puppy finding something new.

☆ Despite not knowing a thing about you, he didn't seem to have trouble telling you whatever you'd like to know about him. Of course you didn't get too personal with the questions you asked, but at some point in time you were convinced that even if you did he would still provide you with nothing less than honest answers.

☆ You often catch him looking at you funny for not understanding some mechanics of his day, but simply assists you in said task nonetheless. He doesn't quite grasp just why you aren't educated in the basics of everyday life, but he's not complaining about getting to show off or brag to you when he knows how to do something you don't.

☆ Even if he is a bit clueless on the subject of your past experiences, Alois is drawn to you because of the mystery behind who you were, The company you work for wouldn't mind if you stayed a bit longer, now would they? Afterall, spending quality time with this blue-eyed blonde is something you can only do for now. Why not embrace it with goofing off and familiarizing yourself with the day and age?

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Masterlist

#KilluaGirly #Anon #Kuroshitsuji #Black Butler #x Reader #Kuroshitsuji x Reader #Black Butler x Reader #Ciel #Ciel Phantomhive #Kuroshitsuji Ciel #Kuroshitsuji Ciel Phantomhive #Ciel x Reader #Ciel Phantomhive x Reader #Kuroshitsuji Ciel x Reader #Kuroshitsuji Ciel Phantomhive x Reader #Alois #Alois Trancy #Alois x Reader #Alois Tancy x Reader #Kuroshitsuji Alois #Kuroshitsuji Alois Trancy #Kuroshitsuji Alois x Reader #Kuroshitsuji Alois Trancy x Reader #Sebastian #Sebastian Michaelis #Sebastian x Reader #Sebastian Michaelis x Reader #Kuroshitsuji Sebastian #Kuroshitsuji Sebastian Michaelis #Kuroshitsuji Sebastian x Reader

[killuagirly]

Yandere!Peter x F!Reader

Summary: Whilst you were eating dinner in the mess tent, Peter notices another performer staring your way with a love-struck look. You were meant for his eyes only, and anyone else was considered in the way.

Notes: I love this short blonde so much it's not even funny. I'm also going to be working on a request sent in, just give me a little bit. Sorry for being inactive for a couple of days! I was still browsing about, just needed a short break from writing!!

CW: Yandere, Murder, Obsessive tendencies, Possessiveness, Violence, Sexual references, etc. Read at your own risk!!

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Peter

☆ Peter sat beside Wendy letting his plate clank on the table. Wendy was busy talking with a small group of female performers, and her attention was completely diverted. Normally he'd go and sit with Joker and Dagger and have a drink, but they were off renewing some of the essentials for the circus god knows where. He found his eyes quickly darting around the room in search of you, hoping that he'd get to watch you from afar for a bit.

☆ He knew what he was doing was considered weird and obsessive, but he didn't really care. Peter genuinely couldn't imagine a situation where you would return the feelings he'd gained for you over the past couple of months, not to mention almost every time he spoke to you, he ended up throwing some kind of false insult your way out of natural habit. He didn't want you to either end up hating him or thinking he was following you around, which he most certainly was, but that's aside the point.

☆ His eyes fell upon your seated figure and he instantly relaxed on the spot. You were chatting with a few of the friends you made who often sat with you, although Peter couldn't be bothered to remember their names. A friend sitting across from you seemed to have noticed him staring and pointed it out to you. His face instantly flushed a pretty shade of reddish-pink, and he whipped his head in the other direction before you could turn to look at him. He knew you did anyways, hearing you chuckle at him.

☆ He went from not only flushed but embarrassed, and just kept his head down looking at his food. Too busy internally scolding himself, he didn't notice you take the open spot next to him until he heard your plate set onto the table. He looked up at you, giving his best annoyed look to seem uninterested, like he wasn't just staring at you like a creep. "Hey Peter, whatcha up to?" You asked him, trying to start a conversation. He couldn't tell if you were teasing him or not.

☆ "Nothin'," he picked his fork up and poked it into a sausage link he'd grabbed earlier, "what d' y' want?" He shoved the food into his mouth, hoping his tone didn't come off rude as usual. "I just wanted to come see you, seems like you can't take your eyes off of me," you said in a mischievous tone while picking up another sausage link from his plate and popping it into your mouth, which was something only you had the leisure of doing without consequences. Now he knew you were teasing him, and he wasn't really sure how to respond. "I wasn't. Y're j's believin' nonsense." You giggled at his reaction and went on like it was nothing, taking a bite of your food rather than continuing to steal his.

☆ "Why'd y' come ov'r 'ere anyway, j's t' mess w'th me?" He asked, trying not to let the overwhelming feeling of butterflies in his stomach take over like a little girl with a silly little crush. "Mmm.. nah. I really do like talking with you. I mean, I didn't go talking to that other guy who was staring at me, just you." Peter looked like he saw a ghost for a short moment before he regained his composure. Some other guy was looking at you? You might not be his yet, but he sure as hell wasn't letting anyone else have you.

☆ "What guy?" You eyed him at the question, a playful smirk on your face. "Why do you wanna know, hm?" Normally he'd find an experience like this talking with you equivalent to pure bliss, but in that moment a pissed look spread across his face. "J's tell me [Name]." You looked slightly taken back by his sudden change in demeanor, his tone sounding close to threatening. Without wanting to cause conflicts, you subtly pointed in the direction of the boy, who was still staring at you.

☆ "It's kind of weirding me out," you confessed aloud, "I don't even know his name. A whole lot different than you, cutie." Peter's anger almost completely dissipated in that moment, stunned at your use of the pet name. "I ain't cute, watch y'r mouth." After coming back to his senses, he realized you had stood up with your plate. "Where 're y' going?" You looked down at him, "Well I'm done eating, I'm gonna get things situated for bed. You can stop by if you like~"

☆ "What," he said out loud without thinking, finally catching Wendy's attention as you walked off with your back facing them. "What was th't 'bout?" his sister asked, concerned for how bright red Peter's features looked at the moment. "Nothin'," was the only answer he could muster up in return. Oh god, would that be one hell of a night. Peter's mind flashed fantasies of having you in bed with him. He almost instantly stood up to get out of there before there was an obvious tent in his pants.

☆ Wendy gave him a weird look as he walked off but decided to ignore his little outburst and enjoy her night instead. As Peter walked down the path, he came face-to-face with the same guy who he had seen staring at you minutes earlier. "Oi." The boy looked at him with a brow raised, "what's up little man?" That got Peter even more pissed at him if that was even possible. First this guy was staring at you in some not-so-kid-friendly ways, and then he calls him by his size like he has every right?

☆ Something in him took over and rather than yelling at the guy, "F'llow me, g't somethin' t' show y'." He was given a funny look in return, but followed nonetheless considering he was a first-tier performer which meant he had authority over the second-tiers. Peter led the way to him and his sister's shared tent, which was currently empty, and showed the boy inside. "So what's new? Y' got something special in here?" the guy asked awaiting Peter's response patiently.

☆ Peter took out a bottle of whiskey he'd been keeping tucked away for a bit and offered the man some, "Y' down f'r a drink?" The man unknowing of the events to come agreed, and the two enjoyed themselves for a bit longer. Soon enough, eleven rolled around and Peter decided he'd had his fun and the lad was drunk enough to take out swiftly. He suggested going for a short walk further away from the circus grounds to get the job done and over with.

☆ Off the beaten path, Peter quickly disposed of this problem of a man using his acrobatic skills to move with ease. A swift kick to the ankles had the man on the ground, and another to his skull sent him unconscious. One last forceful fist was thrown the poor man's way bashing his skull in, never to breathe the same air as you again. "Sh' won't be seein' anymore 'f th't one.." the blonde chuckled aloud to himself, looking down at the bloody puddle with hair strewn about the dirt.

☆ He walked off as if nothing had happened there, and straight to the shower rooms to wash up a bit before checking to see if you were still awake. Afterall, Peter wasn't going to miss out on the chance to 'stop by' your tent any day. He prayed that he hadn't kept you waiting too long with taking care of the bastard, not wanting to give you the impression he wasn't interested or coming to see you that night. Just wait, he'll be there in minutes.

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Masterlist

#KilluaGirly #Kuroshitsuji #Black Butler #Kuroshitsuji: Book of Circus #Black Butler: Book of Circus #Book of Circus #Peter #Kuroshitsuji Peter #Black Butler Peter #Book of Circus Peter #Peter x Reader #Kuroshitsuji Peter x Reader #Black Butler Peter x Reader #Yandere #Yandere Peter #Yandere Kuroshitsuji #Yandere Black Butler #Yandere Book of Circus #Yandere Kuroshitsuji Peter #Yandere Black Butler Peter #Yandere Book of Circus Peter #Yandere x Reader #Yandere Peter x Reader #Yandere Kuroshitsuji x Reader #Yandere Black Butler x Reader #Yandere Book of Circus x Reader

[killuagirly]

Hello again! I'd love to see how Finnian responds to a case he goes on Ciel with and finds a girl(who later becomes his s/o) who was tested on like him. Her abilities could be like Elsa, still uncontrolled, or she's a very strong empath and can tell when someone is lying(she's right 100% of the time). As always please and thank you!

Finnian x F!Reader

Summary: What's it like when our beloved strawberry blonde Finnian, goes on a case with his younger master and ends up meeting a girl who's been through the same things as him along the way?

Notes: Ok, so Elsa reader it is. Originally I was going to go with the second option, but that changed about halfway through writing. Also this is kind of short, and it's only their first meeting, never actually getting together. It feels so short and corny.

CW: Mentions of Finny and Reader being from a lab, read at your own risk!!

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Finnian

☆ Finnian had just gotten amazing news, that the young master would be taking him along on a case. He had been given a slightly nicer set of clothing than his usual attire, the collar of the top serving to cover up the nape of his neck. He hopped excitedly into the carriage that would be escorting them across towns, eager with the chance of meeting new people along the way. An unwavering smile rested on his face, showcasing his delight.

☆ Eventually rolling into town, Ciel gave Finny a bit of time to look around while he and Sebastian got to business, ordering him a time to meet back with one another. Finny happily accepted and went on his way, skipping down the sidewalks. Some odd glances were thrown his way given his cheery demeanor, but none stopped to ask. He had brought along with him a bit of his salary in case he found something really nice around, considering he rarely spent it anyways.

☆ After strolling about for some time, he was beginning to get hungry and started looking around for a place to eat. His eyes landed on a small bakery nearby, and his decision was instantly made. He walked through the door with the 'open' sign on the front and was greeted with all sorts of enchanting smells. Just as he was beginning to look around, he spotted something that made him freeze on the spot.

☆ A young woman, who looked around his age, with a tattoo quite like his poking out from underneath her scarf. Finnian found his feet carrying him in her direction without thinking, and greeting her with a, "Hello!" You jumped at the sudden voice and whipped around to face him. "Sorry, didn't mean t' startle you ma'am. I just.." Finny paused, thinking how to go about this, "I saw the tattoo. I have one too, are you like me?"

☆ You stopped for a moment, stunned. "Uhmm.. I...." Finnian got the point of your nervous response and smiled that bright signature smile of his at you. "It's alright 'f y' don't wanna answer or anythin', I was just curious." His gaze then fell on the freshly baked good you were holding, "How about I pay for your things? Will that get y' t' talk t' me?" You chuckled at his persistence, "Sure. Thank you, and I didn't catch your name."

☆ "My name's Finnian, but my friends just call me Finny. What's yours?" he asked, his smile only seeming to grow by the second. "It's [Name], nice to meet you Finny." You outstretched your hand to shake his, which he took instinctively. A gasp left his lips when he saw the ice blooming in patterns at your fingertips, slowly making it's way to his as well. He stared in awe, with the most amazed look fallen onto his features.

☆ As soon as you noticed the icy chills spreading to him, you instantly drew your hand back with an apology, "Sorry, I still can't quite get that under control. Heh.." Your voice trailed off not knowing what else to say. "That was amazing! Maybe we could show each other more sometime!!" You smiled at his enthusiasm about such an odd topic, "I can't think of a reason not to." Just like that, the beginning of something far greater than a friendship bloomed like the ice on your fingertips.

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Masterlist

#KilluaGirly #Kuroshitsuji #Black Butler #Finnian #Finny #Kuroshitsuji Finnian #Kuroshitsuji Finny #Black Butler Finnian #Black Butler Finny #Finnian x Reader #Finny x Reader #Kuroshitsuji Finnian x Reader #Kuroshitsuji Finny x Reader #Black Butler Finnian x Reader #Black Butler Finny x Reader #x Reader #x F!Reader #Kuroshitsuji x Reader #Black Butler x Reader

[killuagirly]

Question: do you write for any of the reapers by chance?

Request: Joker & Ciel finding out their s/o runs an orphanage and decides to visit. The kids adore her and she's quite passionate about helping those she can. Please and thank you! 💖💖

Joker & Ciel[Separate] x Reader

Summary: After gaining the knowledge that you, their lover, runs an orphanage, they decide to go for a visit and see for themselves.

Notes: Hmm.. I can write for Grell, maybe William too. William might be a little ooc, but I can try. Not sure about the others though, eventually. Here is your lovely request!!

CW: Can't seem to find anythin' here..

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Ciel

☆ You were having a simple everyday conversation with your fiancé, Ciel. Despite claiming not to enjoy small talk, he would let you go on about whatever you wished and would occasionally chime in with a question or comment about the topic or subject. Although today was a bit different, he completely stopped you for a moment to ask about something you had thrown in oh-so-casually. "I didn't know you ran an orphanage; how come you've never brought this up before?"

☆ Not being able to come up with a proper reason, you shrugged your shoulders at him in response. He stared in your general direction, for a moment before going on, "Maybe I could pay them a visit sometime. Would that be ok with you?" Your response was an obvious yes, not seeing a reason why he shouldn't. Both you and Ciel were young, so getting along with kids not much younger than you came rather naturally. Well, to you anyways.

☆ Ciel stepped through the double doors with Sebastian by his side carrying the basket of assorted sweets his young master had brought for the children. Kids ran around, laughing and playing with one another joyfully. Caretakers could be seen watching over the children, some helping out the younger ones with learning activities. "Welcome, the lady told us you'd be stopping by Earl Phantomhive!" One of the employees greeted the pair, "She's right over there if you'd like to see her," the woman pointed in your direction.

☆ "Thank you, I'll be going then." Ciel turned and stopped in his shoes upon seeing you, bent down, playing with some of the younger children. They all seemed to love you, asking for turns to be picked up, or if you could help them with one thing or another. Your beloved didn't exactly know what to think or do, so he simply watched you for a moment before his butler spoke up, "We will be going to speak with her, or just watch her from afar?" Sebastian questioned in a teasing tone. No response came from the young Earl, and rather he walked over to you and surprised you with a playful kiss on the cheek. "They seem to love you, don't they?"

Joker

☆ You and Joker laid beside each other on his mattress, talking about random nonsense. He loved moments like these, where he could learn new things about you he hadn't picked up on before. In return, he'd tell you small things about himself you probably hadn't noticed either without even knowing he was doing it. When he mentioned the orphanage he had lived in for some time, it looked as if a lightbulb clicked on in your head. You turned over to face him with a smile, "Did you know I run an orphanage?"

☆ Joker's face turned into one of disbelief for a moment before answering, "N' I didn't. 're ye' messin' with me?" You chuckled and told him no, going on about all the children you knew there. Not only did you run an orphanage, but you were also in close contact with these kids, getting to know them. "Hey darlin', d' ye' think I could pay 'em a visit?" he asked, not knowing whether or not you allowed them visitors. "Sure, when do you wanna come see them? I'm sure they'd love you, and you're great with the kids who come by the circus."

☆ Here he was, only a couple of days later, stepping inside the large building only to be greeted with the smell of food being made by some of the employees. That alone surprised him, given that when he was still living in an orphanage, the older of the kids were meant to take turns cooking for everyone. "Nice to see you," one of the caretakers startled him with a greeting, "are you Joker? [Name] told us you'd be paying the children a visit." He gave the woman his signature circus smile, "Indeed I am! 's nice t' meet ye'" The woman chuckled, "It's nice to meet you too, [Name] is right over there."

☆ The woman chuckled, "It's nice to meet you too, [Name] is right over there playing with the youngsters." Joker gave her a quick thanks and walked towards the direction she had pointed. He stopped in the doorway to the larger playroom, his heart almost melting on the spot. There you were, playing with the kids as they practically swarmed around your legs asking for your attention. He paced over to where you stood speaking with the little ones, and placed his hand on your shoulder, "I never knew ye' were s' good w'th kids!" Suddenly, they children were asking him all sorts of questions about who he was, and why he was wearing 'funny clothes'. Looks like he was in for a lively visit.

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Masterlist

#KilluaGirly #Kuroshitsuji #Black Butler #x Reader #Ciel #Ciel Phantomhive #Kuroshitsuji Ciel #Kuroshitsuji Ciel Phantomhive #Ciel x Reader #Ciel Phantomhive x Reader #Kuroshitsuji Ciel x Reader #Joker #Kuroshitsuji Joker #Joker x Reader #Kuroshitsuji Joker x Reader #Kuroshitsuji: Book of Circus #Black Butler: Book of Circus #Book of Circus Joker #Book of Circus Joker x Reader