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kzpearce · 1 year

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A LOST KID CALLED YOUR BOYFRIEND “ DADDY ” !!

ft. k. ayato, alhaitham, tartaglia, heizou, k. kazuha, scaramouche, tighnari, diluc, kaveh.

note. no pronouns mentioned (but quite focused with female reader. worry not, it's not obv tho hopefully). quite suggestive to childe and heizou.

your fav characs might be here in part two!

author's note. i posted this two or three days ago but i got shadow banned for some reason (maybe i had too tags?) i don't know how tumblr algorithm works because i'm quite new here ;( anyway i hope you enjoy this !! additional note; this was inspired from a specific event of tears of themis where this little girl was lost and called the four men their "daddy" !!

— kamisato ayato.

“hi sweetie,” the child opened her arms as she ran towards your boyfriend with a huge smile on her face. ayato hefted her with a sweet smile on his face (you were frowning, but you couldn’t help your stomach explode with butterflies).

“everything makes sense when a ‘single’ man is so hardworking.” you rolled your eyes as you whispered sarcastically (ayato managed to hear you though).

“this is our baby,” he whispered to you with a wink, planting a quick kiss on your cheek.

“are you lost, baby girl?” ayato asked the little girl like he didn’t do anything that made your face turn into a tomato.

your boyfriend can be a very great father to your future children one day.

— alhaitham.

both of your eyes widened when you saw the little girl hugging your boyfriend with a smile on her lips. the little girl kissed your boyfriend’s cheek multiple times, she looked very happy to see her dad.

you bit your lower lip, preventing yourself from laughing too hard when you saw alhaitham’s priceless look. however, it was becoming a hard task to do, hence you covered your mouth with your hand. “i’m not informed, alhaitham.”

“i’m not a big fan of kids unless it’s ours,” he remarked.

you laughed (ignoring the fact he might want to have kids with you), “help the child, haitham!”

— tartaglia.

ajax started hugging the little girl with love too. you rapidly blink at the sight, questioning if he was really the father of the child or someone close..?

“not mine, baby.” he grinned as if he read the thought running in your mind. “the guardian or parents must be here somewhere.”

you and ajax didn’t really think nor talk about it until the child’s mother was found not too long after. your eyebrows furrowed to childe, waiting for him to answer the questions you wanted to hear. however, he just shrugged yet with a mischievous smirk curved on his lips.

“too bad. it would be hot if you were the one who called me daddy though.”

“archons, ajax!”

— heizou.

“the kid must have had a traumatic experience, and it seemed like i looked like her father,” heizou thought thoroughly.

“yeah, yeah, hot detective.” you rolled your eyes with a grin. “what if it was really your child?”

heizou shrugged. “you haven’t even felt how big my-”

“okay, shut up, you dirty ass gross.”

he laughed his ass off.

— kaedehara kazuha.

“who would’ve thought that you’ll have a child, kazu.” you blinked while watching him. the child gave kazuha quite a lot of affection. she must have been missing her father to be this clingy to kazuha.

“impossible. i’ve never been in love before, until you.” kazuha sighed. his eyes stare at the girl who had been resting in his embrace with a smile on her lips. he made sure she’s comfortable, thus kazuha was swaying her gently.

you watched them; the sight of kazuha taking care of a kid made you feel assured. you somehow saw a future with him.

“i’ve also never been jealous of a kid until now.” you rolled your eyes playfully while pouting.

kazuha chuckled, “my sweet dove, take it easy. you’ll be spoiled later with my affection.”

oh, he’s such a sweet angel.

— scaramouche (wanderer).

he rolled his eyes, exhaling through his nose after the kid ran to him with a smile on her face. you wanted to maintain your composure and tried not to laugh when he can’t disregard the poor girl off him.

“can she just get off me?” he whispered like praying to the gods.

“you’ll be a bad father for our future children, kuni.” you smirked.

“is this even our child?” scaramouche barked.

you shrugged, unable to wipe the grin off your face. “maybe?” you teased.

he glared at you.

“i’m just joking. but treat her like our child.” you winked.

scara had decided to give up with a sigh. he lowered himself until he reached the child’s height. “here,” scara said, handing a candy to her. you could see the happiness in the little girl’s eyes. “we’ll find your brother soon, okay?”

no words can explain how hard you fell in love with him after you saw what you saw.

— tighnari.

“we... don’t have a child, right?” tighnari asked, confused. he carried the child in his arms nonetheless.

you shake your head, “maybe you do have with someone else?”

“i can’t do that to you, (y/n).” he slightly frowned.

you grinned, “let’s help her then,” you kissed tighnari’s cheek.

“why not on the lips?” he questioned. “are you mad?”

“there’s a kid, tighnari.”

“kiss me,” he whispered as he covered the little girl’s eyes with his hand.

you obliged with a smile on your lips, pressing your lips on his.

— diluc.

“you have a child?” you tilt your head in confusion. “so unlikely of you.”

“i would stop running the dawn winery first before i shoot my sperm in someone else’s womb.”

your jaw dropped. ignoring his dirty mouth, you focused on his word someone else’s. “so there’s someone else?”

“no,” diluc shook his head, staring at you with a slight grin on his lips.

“how would i know you’re telling the truth?” you asked, challenging him.

“it’s going to be your choice to believe me or not,” he shrugged. “but just so you know, i would pass the ownership of dawn winery later tonight if you want me to.”

you kissed him, “of course i believe you.”

— kaveh.

“let’s adopt her?” kaveh grinned after he hugged the lost girl.

“you fool, that’s someone else’s child. unless it’s really your child?” you playfully glared at him.

“it’s not mine, but we can make it ours.” he smiled.

“kaveh, she’s lost.” kaveh grabbed her little hand. “would you hold their hand for me too, sweet girl?”

your eyes widened at his request to the little girl. the little girl nodded and held your hand together with his. she was between you and kaveh, holding your hands with hers. the three of you looked like a family.

“are you hesitating now?” kaveh smirked.

i'm sorry if this is quite short to some! i'll still think if i should decided to make another part for the other characters or make a new one!

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yyuangss · 5 months

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being part of an idol industry isn’t easy. there are so many scandals and drama happening or that can occur at any second. so you think you’re safe just being a personal make up artist. that’s until your scandal happens with the idol, kamisato ayato.

profiles ! gods of olympus | olympus muas

pairing ! idol kamisato ayato x fem!reader

genre ! smau, written portions, idol au, romance, fluff, possible angst, possible suggestiveness, genshin and star rail crossover, not canon compliant for either universe.

chapter one ! baizhu free zone

chapter two ! costume decisions

chapter three ! …

chapter four ! …

chapter five ! …

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komorim · 10 months

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to generations after us

-> kamisato ayato x f!reader

[ synopsis. ] a while has passed since the death of your husband, and everything seemed to have changed but nothing seemed to have changed at the same time. your routine and life will always be constant, yet the scenery and people of inazuma will never be identical to the ones before. and neither will your heart.

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[ content warnings. ] character death. reader has children with ayato. angst. mentions of suicide. suicidal thoughts. there’s not a lot to say; it’s not dark content. reader is a kitsune from japanese folklore.

[ word count. ] to be counted

[ author’s note. ] hooray! the first one shot of my pair of one shot collections! i’m starting to regret making myself suffer through writing twelve oneshots, but it is what it is :p please bear in mind that updating of the collections won’t be very fast (like any of my updates :x) but i will try to upload two at a time, one for each collection. i originally planned on having the initial upload be four one shots so you all have something to read while i’m cooking up the rest, but i only got three done and i decided to just post one first :x

day one, day two, day three. how many days has passed was originally clear to you at first, but then there came one point in time that you lost track. when you lost track of the number of days passed since one of the biggest milestones in your ever lasting life.

since the day your husband, the love of your life, the father of your children, had passed away.

looking back on it now, you don't believe that your life had much of a change after his death. after all, it wasn’t your first time experiencing loss. yet this time was somewhat different. it wasn’t just a friend or a mortal you had attachment to that passed. no. it was your husband, the one who who married you, the one you mothered children with, the one you gave your heart to.

the first couple of days were dreadful, trying to comfort your children from the pain of losing their father and having to deal with awful words thrown at you because you haven’t shed a tear.

but what do they know?

as a mother, how could you make your children worry for you when they’re already mourning? how could you cry your heart out and voice your desire to die with him? you didn’t have the liberty of doing so.

so you could only resort to silently weeping as your hand rests over what was once ayato’s side of the bed. in the middle of the night, all you could think about was how regretful you were that you weren’t by his side, how you couldn’t hear his last words nor caress his face like you once did one last time. yet after weeks of barely sleeping, you still had to act as if you were okay in order to not raise the attention of your children.

though day by day, you continue such behavior and the negativity that surrounds you only grows.

seeing the kamisato estate as it was before, the same the last time you saw ayato slowly crumbled your will into pieces. you can almost see him in the shadows, smiling at you as he calls you to come join him for dinner, frowning as he scolds your laziness, smirking as he looks at your flushed face when he walks out of the shower half naked, humming as he walks down the hallways.

it’s all too familiar.

everything and anything reminds you of him. his cologne is still placed in the same place last time he used it. his toothbrush still sits in the stand next to yours. his coat still hangs by the door. his shoes still rest on the rack.

nothing seems to have changed, but everything did.

the streets on inazuma city still look the same as when you and him last went on a date. your favorite food stand is still selling your usual order. the trees are still in full blossom.

yet your loving commissioner isn’t there anymore.

how are you supposed to keep pretending? how are you supposed to reassure your children again and again that you’re taking his death well when that red moving object in your chest cavity has long withered and died?

how can you hug them and looks at them when their features resemble half of his?

you had missed him too much, and wanted to feel him and smell the scent of him terribly. you wanted to hug him, and kiss him, and ask for him to comfort you as he always did. then your attention fell onto the the white coat he wears everyday. it was bound to be covered in his scent, and after contemplating whether it was worth it to destroy the way he left things, you gave in to the urge.

bringing the coat back to the bed, you cuddled up to it and hugged it tightly, breathing in the faint scent of ayato. the crumpling of paper you heard was odd, knowing that it wasn’t a sound a normal coat was supposed to make. and when you pulled out the now slightly wrinkled envelope, tears started to pool in your eyes when you recognized the familiar penmanship.

you opened the seal carefully, not wanting to destroy the last thing he left you, and you pulled out the piece of paper that has already aged. it made you wonder how long ago he had first wrote this.

how long ago was he expecting his abrupt end.

my dear, the love of my life, my darling fox,

you hadn’t even begun to read its contents before a choked sob forced its way through your throat, emotional already at the mention of his pet names for you. names that you loved to hear.

how are you doing? probably not so good since you most likely are reading this after the news of my death. you can almost hear his light chuckle. i once remember you asking me why it is that i started to keep one hand in my pocket out of habit. now you probably know why. even without me telling you, you were always so very smart and perceptive. which was why it made me so nervous trying to keep this letter a secret. as your beloved husband, i know i shouldn’t be keeping secrets from you, but i had to. i knew you’d give me an earful if you knew about me writing such a letter when i’m “so young and have many years ahead of me.” but i had to write something like this soon. because who knows when i might die? the thought of it breaks my heart as well, but we both knew this would happen one day. after all, i am a mortal. if i had the choice, i would sell my soul and more to obtain immortality, since how could i bear to just leave you one day? but it’s the inevitable truth that my end will definitely come before yours. so i keep looking, keep staring at your face and features, trying to engrave them into my mind and heart and soul so that i never forget you even long after i’ve passed. even as i write this, i often glance up at your sleeping features on the bed. how beautiful you are. and how it saddens me to imagine those beautiful features i love distort into pain and grief. which is why i hope i can stay longer, just a bit longer. one more minute, one more hour, one more day. i hope that with my presence, i can make you smile for that much longer. though i understand that your smile from the day i die on will probably only be for the sake of presentation. to reassure, to comfort. after all, you never truly smiled until you fell in love with me. and that’ll always be the proudest achievement of my life. but please, don’t be too saddened by my passing. i understand the love you harbor for me, but please don’t let it be the reason you’re awake at night. a mortal’s life is short compared to yours, and you still have many years, many decades, many centuries. without me, you still have our children, and their children, and their children, and many generations after. you are never alone, my love. and there will be much, much more people in the future who will love and accompany you as i did.

the letter wasn’t complete, since you had a habit of calling him to bed every time he stayed up working. but you knew the purpose that the letter was supposed to serve. to make you feel better. but the day by day torture and regret that you put yourself through has already put you into an abyss so deep that a simple farewell letter couldn’t pull you out.

you became secluded, just like how your life was before a certain kamisato rudely interrupted.

he swept in, rescuing you from fox hunters when he was no better. the hunters wanted your life, and him making you fall in love and then leaving is no different. and the more you think about it, the more resent grows, and the moment of comfort that the letter brought you was long forgotten.

he wooed you with his sweet words and warm smile until you willingly handed him your heart. and then he left you alone, just like nothing had happened. but what was worse was that he didn’t just leave, no, he took your heart with him too.

you were used to loneliness for centuries. you enjoyed the leisurely life you had. but now that you’ve seen happiness, seen companionship, seen love, how were you supposed to go back to your previous life?

it’s cruel. what he did was unforgiving. and asking you not to despair? it was selfish.

he was alike a caretaker that has made an animal dependent on him and then pushed them back into the wild. a caretaker that stripped the abilities of hunting and survival from a wild animal before abandoning them once again. a caretaker that rescued an animal in need before blowing out the fire of hope.

how could he? more importantly, how are you going to survive without your caretaker? you’ve grown used to it all in this habitat that you loved, and now you can’t imagine a life without him.

you’ve grown miserable, resentful, to the point that you can’t help but want to tell him that you’ll never forgive him for the rest of your life.

but you can’t. you love him too much, gave him your all and more. he’s the man you loved, the first and only man you loved, and the one that loved you the most. how could you ever have it in your heart to hate him? how could you hate someone that first thought about you when the idea of their own death comes into mind?

one moment you’re screaming, sobbing from all the pain and anguish, and the next you’re begging for something, somewhere, that they could bring him back to you.

because without her caretaker, the silly fox that already gave her heart away would die in the wild.

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bluexiao · 2 years

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#starting all over again

—you found that all you ever wanted was to have someone by your side, and even if you did not expect or liked it at first, kamisato ayato was that one for you

CHARACTERS. Ayato; gn! noble! Reader

THEMES. arranged marriage; subtle enemies to friends to lovers? (you’ll see); timeframe is before & during the sakoku decree

WORD COUNT. 3.3kwords (this is long)

WARNINGS. may have themes surrounding toxic families, and loneliness at the start; mention of wounds but not really graphic

“You will be engaged to the Yashiro Commissioner, Y/n.”

“But Father, did he not reject me a few years back?”

“Well… this time, he was the one who proposed it himself.”

“Excuse me?”

“His name is Kamisato Ayato, he will be your husband when you grow up.”

It was like hide and seek. A secret you were meant to find as the other was kept hidden from your view. Or a surprise birthday celebration that you had never gotten to experience and only heard of from the stories you’ve read in novels that kept you company in exchange for people.

You never even saw his face and yet your parents told you that he was to be someone whom you will grow together with. At that moment, you thought that it was a good thing. You will be with someone. Great! At least you would not be alone anymore. At least, in the cold four corners of your room, a part of your heart was kept warm with the thought of someone who was promised to keep you company when the right time comes.

Until

“What? The Kamisatos’ did not accept it?”

“They said they value their child’s decision… what kind of family are they to reject us!”

“What should we say to Y/n now?”

“What do you mean? That is not what’s important right now! The Kamisatos’ dared to destroy our reputation!”

You remember how you stood behind the wall back then, clutching onto your pillow, about to ask your parents if you could sleep with them. You remembered having to realize a couple of things: Kamisato Ayato dislikes you and this marriage; that you were going to be alone once more; and that your family never cared about your feelings after all.

Status makes everyone mad. Status is what makes everyone think of foolish things, and you realized such a thing at a young age.

As you grew up, however, you came to a point that you didn’t care about it, but the name Kamisato Ayato still left a bad taste in your mouth—like the bitterness of a bitter gourd or the foul smell of smoke that came from when you were burning letters by the other clan members.

Despite this, however, you still have not seen his face. After all, as the youngest child of the Kujou, you mostly stayed inside the house. From what you knew, you were almost regarded as the “Hidden Jewel of Kujou”. With your sister and brothers being known to the public, while you stay on the sidelines, there began a rumor that the Kujou is quite overprotective of their youngest member of the family, even so far as speculating that you may just very well be the Head of the family in the future.

“Sister, can I go outside with you too?” you looked at Sara hopefully. Despite being a year apart and not being blood-related, she was the one who you trusted the most in your family. The only one, actually. But like others, there was no one who could help you.

There was no one who would help you.

A look of guilt flashes on her face once again—like many other times, and even without hearing her answer, you already knew what it was.

“Forgive me, Y/n. I don’t think Father would like that very much.”

Bidding each other goodbye, you stood by the door with your feet locked on the ground, following Sara’s form with your gaze as she exited the Tenryou Commission’s premises.

Anything, you wished, anything to make you get out of there, please let it happen. Even if it costed you your status.

Your wish came true quite fast, actually.

“Is this… a Vision?”

Your brows furrowed as you scanned your surroundings. It was late at night, and you were merely strolling around, as it was the best time to do so when the officers are not on guard on some premises.

And just then, you felt a presence behind you.

“Who’s there?” You turned, and there you saw a man clad in light clothing, hair in a rare shade of blue—or were they silver?—and a smile that you certainly have seen from anyone who knows the business. He looked surprised at first though, but almost as soon as the flash of lightning, he morphs it into a smile.

“Are you here for my father?” you questioned, still holding onto the Hydro Vision in your hand. “And is this yours? I just found this on the ground.”

“Are you perhaps Kujou Y/n? I have never seen you before, I am quite sure I’ll remember the face of someone like yours.”

You purse your lips together when you hear the man’s voice. He, you realized, had a kinder voice than anyone else who came to visit your father. But it was the fact that instead of answering your question, he asked you one instead that kept your guard up.

However, based on his attire, he did not look like a thief or anything like that. So maybe this person… is someone of the same status as you as well?

Looking away, you held out the Vision, “Here, it must have fallen off of you. It is now late, my lord, you should go and see Father if that is your intention here.”

He takes the Vision from you, but before he brings his hand away, you feel him turn your hand around—the vision still in between both of your palms—and you were just in time when you faced him to see him press a kiss on the back of your hand.

In an instant, you pulled your hand away, feeling your face heat up.

“E-excuse me?!” you exclaimed, but when you realized you did, you cleared your throat and changed your tone immediately, “Why did you do that… my lord?”

He did not answer your question (again), however, as he merely kept that sweet and gentle smile on his face before saying alluringly “May we see each other again, Kujou Y/n,” and turned around to walk away, even gracefully climbing on the walls and jumping down on the other side.

That was then that you realized that he probably wasn’t a guest.

But he is not dressed as a thief either.

Or do thieves dress that way nowadays?

Despite this, there was one last thought in your head that made your cheeks warm up unconsciously: you didn’t even get his name.

If anyone else hears this, all of Inazuma would look at the Kujou’s differently.

And actually, you did not care anymore.

The second time you saw him, he was heavily spent and injured.

It was a good thing you were alone once again and you hurriedly had to go and get something to treat his wounds with. Fortunately, you found some without being awfully suspicious of anyone inside the house.

“My lord, why must you come here once again?” you questioned him as you dipped the anti-infection on his wounds—they were not so big or life-threatening, but for a noble like him, this is something that could cause whispers all around town. After all, reputation is something that must be highly regarded around here. And reputation will always be connected to one’s status.

“I had an appointment.”

“An appointment? From my father?”

“No,” he kept his eyes to yours, “to you.”

“To me?” You blinked, “I did not know such an appointment was made, my lord.”

He chuckles, voice as gentle as the flow of water and firm as a tree, “Is it that hard to tell that I am here to see you just because I wanted to?”

Once again, he renders you speechless, biting your lip as your brows furrowed and feeling your throat dry up while you try to keep yourself busy with bandaging his wound.

“That…” you stutter—you’ve never really been in this kind of situation, have you? How do people normally respond to that kind of statement? Those weren’t tackled in your lessons at all!

Despite your lack of words, he was still able to formulate his own, even having that same charming smile on his face, “I apologize for catching you off-guard,” he says, “But I was merely telling the truth.”

You cleared your throat, but it was no use still. Despite this, you continued to treat his minor wounds. How did he get them? You wanted to ask, but as someone who also treated your brothers and sister from their own injuries, you knew better not to.

It was not your business, after all.

“Forgive me for letting you see me like this, this was not my intention…”

You smiled, “It’s alright. Even if you’re a stranger, I know I could trust you.”

“Why did you?” you accidentally looked into his eyes and you just stopped. Stopped your busy hands, stopped breathing, and stopped having a stable and normal heartbeat. “Why did you trust me?”

You then awkwardly chuckled, aware of how you had gotten mesmerized by his eyes, especially up close—had they always looked like this? Orbs that reminds you of sakura petals, just a tinge paler and more purple than a sakura petal’s real shade. Upon realizing these thoughts, you hesitatingly dropped your gaze to finish up the bandages to get done with it, “Because you have a Vision.”

“Does having a Vision tell someone else’s goodness to you?”

“Not really,” you say, pausing for a moment as you tie the bandage and pull away from him, “But the gods do.”

When you walked away that night, you thought of her.

As a Kujou, you believed in the gods. Especially the Raiden Shogun. For a descendant of this family, she is the savior of Inazuma, the hope of the nation, the sun that always and will always shine above everyone and bring light to them all.

As Y/n, however, you couldn’t help but wonder why this sun had never shown itself to anyone else except for special occasions.

Of course, it is true that she is a ruler, a person who is occupied with the things that she should take care of for the nation. It was understandable. But you wondered how alike you two were, and if this was really the fate of someone who was regarded by those around them. Was it unfair? You couldn’t tell. Were you both the same? You could only doubt.

You wanted to see people, wanted to see their smiles and help them directly as much as you could.

If that was what your Archon was feeling as well, then maybe you both were the same. But if not, you could only pray.

“Today is the day.”

The house was buzzing with murmurs and footsteps running around, bustling maids trying to do last-minute cleaning. Even your sister Sara was too busy to greet you good morning like usual.

“Why? What’s so special today?” One of the maids inquires to another, piquing your interest and catching your attention.

“Haven’t you heard? Today is the start of the Sakoku Decree. And the Master will be meeting with the other Commissioners to discuss something important.”

The Sakoku Decree.

You felt a pressure on your chest and the electric current that traveled through the tips of your fingers, hands stiffening at the mere mention of it.

You’ve heard this term in one of the discussions at dinner last time. It was a Decree to close the borders of Inazuma to anyone going in or out, and it will also confiscate Visions from Vision holders. The criteria? You’ll never know. Actually, no one does.

And as usual, those of status are probably safe from it.

Your face paled as you remembered the Hydro Vision you held a few weeks back, thinking upon that young man who was nothing more than just a stranger to you, but at the very least, he was the very first person who treated you like a normal human being.

For some reason, you worried more for him than your sister who also held a Vision.

Maybe status will save them? But at the same time, you did not know Raiden Shogun.

And you knew your father very well.

The lessons that have been taught to you throughout your life consist of singing, dancing, writing, reading, and of course, the most important of all, the art of pretending. Basically, you were taught how to act. If you could only go out, you would have wanted to try acting someday.

Those acting skills are useful in front of others—it teaches you how to pretend to be calm despite being displeased or any other emotions that are not needed in the situation.

Like in this one.

Light outfit with dark blue lines, pale blue hair that shone under the night sky last time you saw it, but this time, it proved to still stand out under the light of the sun, even the crowd.

And that Hydro Vision hung on the right side of his belt.

Ah, your heart skipped a beat, you should’ve known.

You should’ve known he was Kamisato Ayato—the Kamisato Ayato who is the youngest head of a family in Inazuma, the Kamisato Ayato who is the Yashiro Commissioner and the Kamisato Ayato who rejected the marriage proposal of your family years and years ago when you were still a child.

You smiled nonetheless, bowing properly in front of the Commissioners, including him.

“A pleasant morning, dear esteemed guests, welcome to the headquarters of the Tenryou Commission.” Your eyes met his, and you were so damn glad you took your acting lessons properly, “Allow me to introduce myself. I am Kujou Y/n, youngest child of Kujou Takayuki. We hope we can serve you well in your visit today.”

“Oho~ Is this the so-called Jewel of Kujou? I did not expect a jewel to greet us here.” Hiiragi Shinsuke laughs, you let out a polite chuckle.

“You flatter me, Kanjou Commissioner. This “jewel” is but a mere human like any other under the rule of the great Raiden Shogun.”

The old man laughs again—he probably is either humoring you, mocking you, or is just amused.

You couldn’t care less.

“Takayuki raised his children well I see,” he then turns to the younger man beside him, “Don’t you think so, Yashiro Commissioner? Say, have you two met before? I heard you rejected the Kujou Clan’s marriage proposal years before! What do you feel now that you’ve seen the jewel right in front of you?”

This old man… is he rubbing it in your face?

Your smile was growing more forced and exhausting, but you held it in as you narrowed your eyes towards Ayato, who had that same innocent look on his face this whole time.

Before you could brace yourself, he said the word “Regretful” and your smile shattered into a million pieces.

Just in time, Sara came and you excused yourself before you could even cast another glance at him, leaving the confused Kanjou Commissioner and your sister who was then forced to escort the two to your father.

You’d probably have to thank her later for that.

“Are you here to play pretend in front of me again, Yashiro Commissioner?”

You turn to face the young man, still standing out in the middle of the grounds of your home, his light clothing and hair a huge contrast to the dark hues of the Tenryou Commission’s architecture. You’ve never noticed it before, as he had always visited during the night, but now that he did come when the sun was out, it was something that did not go unnoticed to you.

“I don’t think I’ve ever played pretend with you,” he pauses, “to be quite frank, you probably are one of few people I could talk truthfully with.”

You narrowed your eyes at him but before you could form a retaliation, your gaze drops to his Vision, dangling under the sunlight.

You look away. “The people of Inazuma must now face the tight rule of their god in the coming months. Everyone must stay vigilant, especially the Vision holders.”

You were not looking, but you knew he smiled at that.

“I suppose the youngest lord of the house is worried about my Vision? Please rest assured, I shall keep your words in my mind.”

You inwardly smirked, brow raising as you faced him, “Take that as you may, Yashiro Commissioner, but I don’t suppose there is only one Vision holder in Inazuma, do you?”

“You will be engaged to the Yashiro Commissioner, Y/n.”

“But Father, did he not reject me a few years back?”

“Well… this time, he was the one who proposed it himself.”

“Excuse me?” you lost composure, “I mean… I beg your pardon? Did you just say…”

“For some reason, it was him who proposed getting married this time. I don’t know his motives, but I don’t think joining two Commissions will prove negative to the Shogun’s plans. After all, it would only show the strengthening of the bond of the Tricommissions!“

As your father rambled on and on about his joy, you felt your resolve crumble down into pieces. Was this really happening?

And for once, you questioned yourself whether this is really something you wanted or did not. Your heart pounded, but was it of worry or something else?

You realized that this was something you could only answer if you accepted this engagement.

No matter how much you wanted to reject him the same way he did before, you just couldn’t find yourself doing so.

It was night again, and you had become accustomed with stepping out of your room as quietly as possible, slipping away from anyone still awake at that time, and locating yourself in the same place you first saw the Hydro Vision, and when you treated a ‘stranger’ without even asking why he was in that state.

You found yourself thinking of Kamisato Ayato, and ultimately, your engagement with him.

This was one thing you had wished for when you were a child—to be cared for, to be someone who was important, to be free from the high, dark walls of the Kujou household.

“I had always wanted this, but why does it feel so unreal?” You mutter to yourself—but not really, “Do you have any answer for this, my lord?”

There he was, standing far from where you were only to show himself away from the shadows into the brief source of light that illuminated his face.

Under the darkness of the night, your heart was calm, your shoulders were at ease, and your thoughts were very clear, even when he’s present—which was different when you both were under the glare of the sunlight and the blue skies.

“All I can say is, this is something I hope you can find in the coming days to come, Y/n.”

He holds out for your hand. Your eyes narrowed at his extended hand and briefly sighed, reciprocating it back when you extended your own. Unexpectedly but unsurprisingly, he kneels in front of you and places a peck on the back of your palm. The hold he has on your hand is so soft, almost like he was treating it like a

“If you would give me a chance, shall we start all over again?”

A smile plastered its way to your lips with a soft scoff.

“You know, I thought I’d hate that name for all my life.”

“What?”

“Nevermind,” you cut him off before he can ask further, clearing your throat. “Very well then, let’s start all over again, Kamisato Ayato.”

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gravessyard · 1 year

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Headcanons - Genshin men with the knowledge that you're a vampire: Ayato (ft. Thoma)

Notes from the Crypt: pretend I totally didn't disappear snddnsk as an apology, I give you this piece. Its the first time im writing for Ayato so I hope you enjoy!

Tags: GN!Vampire!Reader, jealousy, blood mentions, smut, dom!Ayato, headcanons.

• Many people in Inazuma know of your professional relationship with Kamisato Ayato, as you had practically stayed by the young lord's side since he was a child and you a freshly turned vampire. You were bound by contract, you'd be given free access to feed on the fauna of Inazuma in exchange for ensuring Ayato's (and in the future, Ayaka's) safety, or else you'll be sentenced to death, so you didn't really have much of a choice.

• There was one strict rule that you also could never break: you were never to feed from a Kamisato, it was a last resort from the late elder Kamisato to make sure you didn't try to backstab them in any way, and while it was a thorn in your side at first, as the years went by you didn't even give it a second thought. Always disappearing in the night to feed from local wildlife or an unfortunate treasure hoarder.

• Much like you, Ayato also never paid it any mind, relishing in the peace that you brought to him, his family and his household. He had nothing but praise for you, always so willing to listen to his every command and be at his beck and call, he never really took the time to truly wonder what it would feel like to be fed from an individual who lives off blood, as he was always busy with one task or another.

• Your first meeting with Thoma went smoothly, after introductions were made you had the pleasure of showing him around the estate, murmuring your own tips and tricks on getting along with the other workers and the guards as well as telling him that if he were in any kind of trouble to call for you, you'll be there as quick as the Shogun's lightning.

• Poor Thoma may have thought you were joking at first, not thinking too hard on it while he was in the city doing some shopping when he spots something he thought you would enjoy, and after a mumble of your name to himself, he's nearly scared out of his skin when you literally appeared next to him, hand ready to draw your sword at the apparent threat. You're puzzled when you look around, taking in the frightened and confused faces of Thoma and the shopkeepers before you relax and help the trembling housekeeper to his feet, casually dusting him off and remaining by his side while he finishes his errands. Thats the day Thoma found out you're a vampire bound to the Kamisatos.

• You're there when Thoma evolves from a fledging to a respectable worker, watching him form bonds and connections that were simply too complicated for you since the citizens of Inazuma saw you in a more intimidating light than the gentle housekeeper of the Kamisato estate. You werent too bothered by it, you were meant to be threatening and intimidating anyway, whatever helped keep your employers safe, you would pretend not to hear the rumors of the "Kamisato Monster".

• Working with Thoma has been rather refreshing, he was the bright bubbly personality that brought light into your seemingly gloomy existence, as all you've ever known was to obey orders and survive. He was the bridge that connected you and a deeper part of the Kamisato siblings, the line between professional and friendly becoming too blurred to make out until it dissipated entirely and you're now being called upon simply to hang out or be involved in events (you'd actually be given free reign to enjoy said events instead of stand stiffly beside the head of the Kamisato Clan).

• Ayato doesn't know what to make of the feeling that rises in his chest every time he sees you with Thoma, whether in the garden chatting idly or in the city. He knew that your loyalties lied with him and his sister, but he still couldn't stop the growing feeling of jealousy when you're smiling so openly with his housekeeper, regaling him with tales about your undead life that even he didnt bother to know about. That pang of posessive jealousy prompted him to call for you more often, keeping you busy with little mundane tasks like rubbing his shoulders or telling him about your childhood, tell him what you were like before you were turned.

• His inquiries shocked you, if your blood were still pumping through your veins you'd be flushing at the notion that he actually wants to get to know you better, for once he actually wants to get to know you as a person and not see you as just a loyal vampire. You find yourself seeking his company out when he doesnt request your presence, bringing your walls down little by little until he's known pretty much everything Thoma knew, and more. Thoma is excited for you, clasping your hands in his to congratulate you on your growing friendship with Ayato and the simple mention of the word has tears rolling down your smiling cheeks, you never thought you'd see the day your employers become your friends.

• Your friendship with Ayato would eventually become questionable when he caught Thoma mid yawn while sweeping the estate one evening. It wasnt uncommon that the housekeeper would lose a little sleep due to work, but the sight of a healing bite mark on his neck made Ayato's blood run cold. Once again, the shock of jealousy courses through him as he casually asks about the injury. "Oh, this? I gave y/n permission to freely feed from me if they become too tired to hunt. They just kinda took a little too much last night, heh". If Ayato were holding anything in his hand it would have snapped under the vice grip of his clench, smile never wavering as he dismisses Thoma to search for you instead. No amount of hydro would quell the fire that was burning in the pit of his stomach.

• You're changing the bedsheets in his room when he bursts through the door, startling you. "My Lord? Whats wrong?", you tilt your head in confusion, watching as he marches up to you and forces his thumb into your cheek, pulling the skin painfully back to expose your fang, his other thumb hooks into your lower jaw, pulling it down so he can get a clear view of the red that was still staining your teeth and tongue. The look in his eyes was dark as he took in the sight, ignoring the way you were whimpering in his hold, fingers grasping as his wrists yet not making a move to pull him off you, whatever Ayato wanted to do to you, you'd allow it. A few seconds of staring go by before he finally releases you, crossing his arms over his chest to furrow his brows. "So you fed from Thoma? Why's that?", his tone is cold, its the same one you've heard him use to representatives who hit a nerve. You saw the way they would shudder and tremble under its authority, the same way you shivered and felt a chill run up your spine as you rubbed your aching cheek.

• "Huh? He gave me permission... sir", you clear your throat, anxiety rolling through you in waves. Did you do something wrong by feeding from Thoma? You weren't aware that you couldnt feed from him, he wasn't a Kamisato after all so it shouldnt have broken the one strict rule that was enforced on you. Ayato studies you, lavender eyes going from your parted lips to your eyes and back while he gathers his thoughts, the silence only making you want to shrink more into yourself, fearful that you ruined all of the hard work put into getting closer to him. Realization flashes through his eyes for a split second before his face returns to its emotionless state. He takes a step closer to you, you take a step back. He takes a second step closer, you take a second step back until you stumble, falling back onto the plush covers you just laid out on his bed. "M-My Lord... I implore you, I haven't done anything wrong", you can feel the tears in the corners of your eyes, fear paralyzing you while Ayato continues to prowl closer, climbing over you so his face was inches away from yours. "The only thing you did wrong was not ask my permission to feed from me."

• Fear morphs into confusion as you take in his words, studying the look in his piercing gaze. The clouds fogging your mind seem to clear right then and there, the dawning epiphany that Ayato was viciously jealous melts the icy sensation of fear into something more primal. "But... My Lord... I'm forbidden", you whisper, eyes locked onto his while your fingers clench onto his bedsheets. He scoffs softly, hand coming up to pull his collar away from his skin, exposing more of his neck to you. He smirks finally, watching the way your eyes immediately train on his pale skin, how your pupils dilate with desire, bottom lip pulled inbetween your teeth. "Your Lord Kamisato Ayato commands you... to feed from him".

• You moan against his skin, hands pulling him impossibly close while you slowly gulp down mouthfuls of his blood, you had never tasted nectar so delicious in your entire existence. Ayato groans softly above you, face beautifully flushed while his bare hands explore your body, fingers running along every curve while his hips rut against your own, the venom in your bite making his head spin with lust. He takes no notice in the way his blood drips from your chin, or the way it stains his pristine suit, all he's focused on is getting your clothes off you as soon as fucking possible. You whine when he gently pulls you off him, warm blood being replaced by his warm tongue instead as he kisses you deeply, pulling your pants off you and practically tearing your underwear off while you fumble with his pants, trembling fingers struggling to undo his button. He pulls away from your lips with a chuckle, replacing your fingers with his own so he can quickly unbutton them and pull them down just enough to free himself from his restraints, a groan of relief making you shudder with need.

• A whimpering moan is ripped from you when he bullies his cock into you, thrusting shallowly until he bottoms out and stills for a few moments, allowing you to latch back onto his neck so you can continue to feed. You can barely swallow anything with how he sets a vigorous pace, pounding into you. Your screams and moans are muffled through his skin, biting down harder and eliciting a moan from him. He pushes your knees up, allowing him to push deeper into your walls and you finally pull away from his skin with a cry of his name, eyes unfocused. He fucks the jealousy out of his system, eyes never leaving your face, determined to commit your expressions to memory. "Thats right, only I can make you feel like this, ngh... From now on, ah, you're to feed from me only-hah! Is that understood?", he growls, the grip on the back of your knees bruising as you nod dumbly, eyes beginning to roll into the back of your head. "Y-Yes! Ah—yes, M-My Lord!".

• The next time Thoma sees Ayato, he's shocked when there's a bandage on his neck covering the bite you placed on him the previous night. "My Lord, are you alright?", he worries, brows knitting together at the implication that he somehow got hurt, even though it should have been practically impossible with you around. "Worry not Thoma, I gave y/n permission to feed from me, since you seemed to be out of it yesterday. By the way, they'll be coming to me for feedings in the future, so you don't have to worry about that either", Ayato smiles at Thoma, satisfaction practically radiating from the hydro allogene. "Is that so? Thank you for letting me know!", Thoma bows slightly, relieved that you'll have a stable source of blood here at the estate instead of having to go out and hunt. He begins to walk away before pausing at the sound of his master's words. "Oh, could you also bring some fresh sheets to my bedroom? We made a mess last night, be sure not to disturb y/n, they're still resting" .

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callibee · 2 years

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#his mole is so… mmfmdd.. I want to kiss it #also I did this in like 2 hours and just played around tbh hehe #still pretty proud of how it turned out though<3 #Genshin #Genshin impact #Genshin fanart #Genshin impact fanart #ayato #ayato kamisato #kamisato ayato #Genshin ayato #genshin ayato kamisato #genshin kamisato ayato #genshin impact ayato #genshin impact kamisato ayato #ayato fanart #ayato kamisato fanart #kamisato ayato fanart #ayato art

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yxstxrdrxxm · 3 months

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MATCHUP FOUND FOR [ 🐰2 ANON ].

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CONGRATULATIONS! YOU AND AYATO SWIPED RIGHT!

WOULD YOU LIKE TO SEE HIS PROFILE?

[ YES ]

Congratulations! You may have possibly got the jackpot. AYATO is a man who's got a thousand of faces, but when it comes to people he may have a chance of liking or being with, it can change. And for you... Well, he found you interesting, that's for sure.

Considering that he works as another businessman, AYATO is busy in his job. He can sometimes get too busy, but if you simply ask him to spare some time for you, he'll do it at the drop of the hat. Though, you may want to endure a bit of his teasing— he's a bastard and he wears it on his chest proudly.

You like a man who's possessive? In some way, you can say that AYATO is that. His way of having to keep what's his differs, though. He has the means to be able to take care of them easily, but if that doesn't work, then he has other fail-safe methods. Some even say they are worse than a simple visit.

He's quite soft with anyone he likes, but in his own way, you can say that he likes keeping what is his and his alone. God forbid that you tell him someone's trying to stake a claim on you, dear. AYATO isn't afraid of having his hands dirty (if all else fails, of course).

To many people, you can say that AYATO is protective to a certain degree. He doesn't enjoy the idea of someone having to think they got a chance, and sometimes, you may find yourself in his arms.

... What's strange, though, is that in off days, you may find him act offputting. Maybe it's because you couldn't see those red flags sailing by, but...

Maybe, just maybe, its wise to stay cordial and pliant. Don't piss him off, dear. Even I can't guarantee your safety.

[ END OF PROFILE. ]

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stardustsorbet · 10 months

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Thank you for the request, Sapph! Sorry for the delay my dear :( thought I’d post this on the anniversary of when Itto came home 🥹 one year 🤞

cw: established relationships, kissing, eating, pretty much all fluff

𝐀𝐘𝐀𝐓𝐎 ― ♡

It was initially Ayato’s idea to go and indulge in some ice cream, and it did not take much for you to oblige to his suggestion.

He takes you to this cute lil’ parlor down in Inazuma city and he’s such a gentleman when you get there!

He’ll open the door for you, seat you, place a napkin over your lap, order for you, everything. Gives you total royalty treatment.

He’s basic, gets vanilla with some whip cream and a cherry on top. You almost feel embarrassed with your sundae dripping with chocolate sauce and filled with rainbow sprinkles and brownie bites.

Ayato likes to watch the way your face lights up with satisfaction at the taste of your dessert, gently putting a napkin to your face to clean chocolate off the corner of your lips.

You were too enamored with your ice cream to see the way he was enamored with you, spoon nearly missing his mouth as he gazed at you, so lovesick. This had been your first date in a while, so returning to little places like this brought back all that puppy love. ♡

𝐓𝐇𝐎𝐌𝐀 ― ♡

He insists on getting one to share but allows you to pick the flavor and toppings. He’s really sappy and loves spoon feeding like couples in movies, wrapping their arms around the other’s to get the ice cream into their mouth.

Thoma gives you the majority of dessert since he doesn’t like the feeling of a sugar crash, but like his boss enjoys the look of delight on your face.

He usually takes you out on dates like this during the summer so he can guide you to a cliff side to watch fireworks afterword. He’ll enthusiastically point out of the designs of the fireworks and kiss you, so in love and so at ease.

You fall asleep on his shoulder, arms wrapped around his, soft snores escaping your chest. He kisses your head and tries his best you carry you home, tucking you into bed a kiss to the cheek.

𝐈𝐓𝐓𝐎 ― ♡

He’s a little indecisive when ordering so you take it upon yourself to order a couple’s sundae. Surprisingly, he doesn’t argue and just lets you order since you probably know what’s best. Probably.

Itto is surprisingly well mannered when you two are out and about. He’ll offer you the majority of your shared treat and let you spoon feed him if you’d like.

Though he gets teased for all of that by his gang, he’s happy to spend time with you and have you all to himself, enjoying coupley things like this.

He definitely does have a bit of a sugar crash once you two are walking home. Both crashing on the couch, you two cuddle into the deep of night, fun dreams of each other coursing through your minds. You two are so in love (๑>◡<๑)

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scarahours · 1 year

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kitsuvil · 2 months

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— open roads [picturesque/ayato smau]

[ masterlist ] welcome to act 2 !

— yayy we're back!! AND THINGS ARE HAPPENING OOO SPOOKY hehe🤭

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krnzysh · 1 year

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FAVORITE NUMBER ?

SUMMARY where you finally say yes to your suitor in a creative way

CHARACTER kamisato ayato x gn!reader

CW very self indulgent, modern au, gender neutral reader, just pure fluff, angst if you squint, rushed fic, mentions of crying, overthinking, use of call signs, not proofread. lmk if I missed any

[ 💬 ] LOVE, AIKA ¹this is the result of my spin the wheel journey. fluff for now hehehe might post angst soon? idk depends on how busy/motivated I am. ²i got this idea after watching this tiktok wjdhfdndo

“I’m on my way,” Ayato spoke from the other side of the call.

Today marked the 2nd year Ayato had been courting you. Throughout those two years, Ayato had always been patient.

For two years he had been working hard to get that single word from you finally.

Every day for the last two years, he never failed to show you how important you are to him.

Ayato always said to take your time, and that he’s not rushing you to enter a relationship with him.

Despite this, you couldn’t help but worry. What if he got tired of waiting for you? What if he finds someone else to love? So many what-ifs ran through your head.

Ayato knew, he always knew about those thoughts you have, he did his best to quell your worries. It always worked.

Today, you wanted to finally answer the long-asked question. You wanted to tell him “Yes”.

But what's the fun in just telling him? So you concocted a plan together with his sister, Ayaka, who had always been supportive of you both.

Your train of thoughts came to a halt when you heard a knock on your door.

Grabbing your things, and making a beeline to the door, there greeted you the sight of your boyfriend-to-be, holding a bouquet of crochet flowers.

You swear you felt your heart beat faster at the sight.

He wrapped you up in his embrace before handing the bouquet which contained an assortment of flowers.

Returning the hug albeit a bit tighter, and giving his cheek a kiss as a thank you.

He chuckled, his ears turning a pink hue.

"Hi, love" Ayato greeted you,

"Hello" It was your turn to get flustered, he was truly a very unpredictable man, as mischievous as he is, you can't deny the fact that is one of his many quirks that you fell in love with.

Noticing you reddening cheeks, he let out another chuckle. 'Adorable', he thought.

Being the gentleman he is, he walked you to his car with a hand on the small of your back. Opening the door and helping you buckle your seat.

The drive to the location was a quiet one, you loved the fact that no matter how many words were spoken be it none or thousands, you never felt empty, his presence alone was enough to fill your heart.

"We're here," Ayato announced after parking the car.

The view was one you could never forget, it was breathtaking.

The setting sun made it more ethereal, it was like a scene from a book, it looked so unreal.

But to Ayato? You were the most breathtaking view, seeing you gaze at the unending sky with your sparkling eyes.

He fell in love with you all over again.

He uttered your name, beckoning you to come sit with him. He fed you the snacks he brought, and even cuddled you close to him.

After awhile of just sitting together and talking about what not, you gaze into his lavender eyes, you find yourself lost in them.

'Now's the chance' you thought. It was finally time to give him your long awaited gift.

"Ayato?"

He hummed in response, knowing he's listening you decided to continue on.

"What's your favorite number from 1 to 30?"

Though surprised by the sudden question, he nonetheless answered, "19, why?"

Still a bit anxious, you decided to stall more, so, you asked again

"Aside from 19?"

"26, my birthdate"

He answered despite the initial confusion.

"Do you want to know mine?"

"Of course, I want to know everything there is about you"

'Smooth.' you though to yourself.

"My favorite number is 6, ask me why,"

Without any hesitation, he asked "Why?"

"That would be our monthsary!" you replied, anxiously waiting for his reaction.

Pure confusion was written all over his face that you couldn't help but let out a small giggle.

It still hasn't registered in his head, 'monthsary..?' what could it ever mean?

Then it all clicked, you were finally saying yes to his courting!

His face glowed red, salty droplets of tears rolled down his face, he couldn't help it can he?

"Love, are you serious right now?"

"Of course I am. Today is April 6 right?"

"May 6 would be our first monthsary then."

"That's right, what am I to you now?"

"My lover"

"Let's make it official, Love"

That was the first time you ever called him Love outside of texts, he felt butterflies fluttering all over is stomach at that very moment.

"I love you so much," He said, the first to many more.

"I love you too" you told him, leaning your forehead against his, staring at each other with so much love and adoration.

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lazywriters-blog · 2 years

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LOVE HOTEL

YANDERE KAMISATO AYATO

Synopsis: Ayato suggests that you two go to a love hotel, for just an experience, he said. [Modern AU]

Warning: May contain triggering content, implied sexual content, slight nudity, non-consensual touching, and a lot of underlying yandereness. Errors might be present, please do not mind them, enjoy!

He insisted it would be a favorable ordeal.

Just two colleagues wanting to experience some friendly intimacy, denial was at the tip of her tongue when he first mentioned it, his persuasive strategy is what had caused her to stand in front of the hotel, just wondering, how she consented and let him paddle the way. Running away didn't seem like a plausible alternative, now that he has her hand in a rigid clasp, gently dragging her inside.

It felt deplorable standing at the counter, with her behind him while he paid the sum in full, requesting a room, smiling at the employee with him still holding onto her wrist.

The pathway to their room was a fragment she'd find hard to forget, the few odd sounds here and there invaded her thoughts, the bright and cheerful place seeming like it was hiding something dark, she spoke in an attempt to get him to let her go.

While he paced ahead without a concern.

"Um... Can we go back, please? This place is making me uncomfortable." She timidly asked, dully aiming to pull her arm back, he didn't approve of her rebellion at the moment, replying with a stern tone.

"We've barely scratched the surface. Why return now after we decided we would do nothing more than view the place and leave." He side-eyed her, a smirk stretching once he connected the dots after seeing her face.

"If you are concerned about those noises, pay them no mind. I assure you, I have nothing of that sort planned." He replied.

"N-no I wasn't thinking about that, this seems like a place we shouldn't be, you know?"

He laughed, unable to mull over her words as they arrived at the room they were given the key to, the deluxe edition, it reads, unlocking the door and stepping in.

She breathed in the soft floral scent of lavender, pleasantly cold and commodious, the king-sized bed had a few towels and a booklet for some of the... More interesting items, she looked away, anxious and hyper to flee, if someone saw them, she wouldn't know how to deal with the rumours that will inevitably spread.

"Ahh!" Ayato mouthed, she jumped, glancing toward the male surveying the elegant ropes, muttering, "interesting..."

"Can we leave? We saw what it looks like, isn't that enough?" She pressured, nervously gazing at the many bounds he took out, he stared at her, saying, "most certainly not, there's much to explore, my dear friend."

She widened her eyes, advancing back, he appeared like he was enjoying her enactment, chuckling at her nonplused expression. She shortly asked, "what if someone saw us?" Worried by the amount of snooping questions she'll get if it ends up being the outcome.

"Please, I'm certain they will leave us alone. Besides, if that does happen, it will be... Interesting." He mused, curiously darting towards the closet and studying provided items, she stood, dumbfounded by his comeback but it wasn't unpredictable.

"For a top student, you sure do like to get into trouble. Whatever it is, leave me out of this." She said, hoping that it would yield her freedom, however, he promptly got up while holding a soft piece of fabric. Her heart skipped a beat.

"Would you like to try this on?" He sang with a devilish smirk, she swallowed, glancing at the beautiful mirror to the right, the bra seemed pretty expensive and new, baby blue in hue and petite design.

"No, that's too... Revealing." She sheepishly finished. She shouldn't have eluded his gaze at the last moment.

"That's true. How about this night grown?" He said, showing a silky white short dress, with thin straps, she involuntarily shivered, shaking her head and saying, "we are not going to stay the night." She surmised, he grinned along tossing the lingerie onto the puffy mattress.

"Give me the keys, I'm leaving." She firmly stated, he shushed her, smiling at her amusing expressions, "please calm yourself, we are merely here to try these things out, you wouldn't waste the money I've spent, now would you?" He replied, thinking guilt-tripping her would suffice.

"I don't want to but I'm not comfortable. Would you please give me the keys?"

"Okay, I will, when you try this out?" He playfully taunted, moving the fabric closer to her, she stepped back, beginning her futile experiment at making him take back his words.

"I said no, can we leave?" She answered.

"Come on now, don't be that way. I promise I'll let you go after you've tried this on." He gently pressured her, and she waived, taking the textile and disappearing into the bathroom.

"Oh! And, please do show them to me before you leave." He announced as she lowered her bra straps.

"I will not!!" She retorted.

"Do remember I have the keys."

She groaned, looking herself in the mirror, entertaining the idea of sitting in the bathroom so she could pass time and thwart her friend, upon making herself feel safe by the wall, he seems to have conjectured her course of avoidance, as he loudly knocked on the door.

"You can't stay in there forever you know. The faster you come, the sooner we can go home."

She gulped, pursuing her lips and moving forward, repenting her indigent decision.

She opened the door.

Bending her head, glancing anywhere but his observing eyes, despite shunning the odd sensation it increased, his gaze was glued on her frame.

He smiled.

"You look beautiful." He confessed, emerging from his seat and drawing near her before she can gather her thoughts and step away.

"Although, you haven't quite tied the straps right, are you shy? We've been friends for so long, I thought we were long past that stage." He mumbled, close to her face, just an inch more and they could kiss.

"Are you perhaps denying the facts?" He whispered, slowly snaking his arms against her waist, getting her adjusted to his hold, pressing his fingers into her warm flesh, securing her in his grasp.

"We both have feelings for each other, it's undeniable. We care for one another more than we let on."

"Isn't that right?" He tenderly kissed her cheek.

He eventually relaxed his face in the crook of her neck, breathing in and out, caressing her sides, and then he grumbled, "you like suppressing a lot of things."

She froze.

"Would you mind indulging me in those?"

He griped, unclipping her bra.

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yyuangss · 1 year

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amphitrite

gods of olympus ! | olympus muas

olympus

sometimes called, the gods of olympus, is an idol group consisting of ten members. they were formed under jade place industries and are the first group to sign a contract with jpi. the group is centered around greek mythology and the members debuted with greek god names as their stage names. the names are zeus, poseidon, ares, apollo, hephaestus, helios, dionysus, hermes, cratus, and asclepius.

the members selected their names as they joined and who they fit the best. the members of the group are jing yuan, luocha, kamisato ayato, diluc ragnvindr, kaeya alberich, sampo koski, arataki itto, alhaitham, kaveh, and dan heng. see more.

jing yuan; @jingzuyuan — professionally known by his stage name zeus. jing yuan was the first member to join the group, making him the leader of olympus. he is the main rapper and subvocals.

luocha; @luoymphs — professionally known by his stage name asclepius. luocha was the second member to join the group. he is the first lead vocals.

kamisato ayato; @kamiseidon — professionally known by his stage name poseidon. ayato was the third member to join olympus. he is the second lead vocals.

diluc ragnvindr; @olympiandiluc — professionally known by his stage name helios. diluc was the fourth member to join olympus. he is the second rapper.

kaeya alberich; @dionalberich — professionally known by his stage name dionysus. kaeya was the fifth member to join olympus. he is the first main dancer and subvocals.

sampo koski; @skhermes — professionally known by his stage name hermes. sampo was the sixth member to join the group. he is the third rapper and subvocals.

arataki itto; @thearatakiitto — professionally known by his stage name cratus. itto was the seventh member to join olympus. he is the fourth rapper and subvocals.

alhaitham; @alhaithamofficial — professionally known by his stage name apollo. alhaitham was the eighth member to join olympus. he is the fifth rapper and third lead vocals.

kaveh; @oympskaveh — professionally known by his stage name hephaestus. kaveh was the ninth member to join olympus. he is the fourth lead vocals.

dan heng; @olympusdheng — professionally known by his stage name ares. dan heng was the tenth and final member to join the group. he is the second main dancer and subvocals.

fan favorite pairings !

jing yuan and luocha — thing one and thing two

since jing yuan is the leader, a lot see luocha as the second in command. both push the group to higher goals and want to see every member thriving. they handle a lot of business matters with their management or partnerships with other companies. their dedication for the group is what gained them a lot of respect. sometimes, jing yuan and luocha are seen as the “face” of olympus. the pair has openly said their distaste for that statement.

ayato and diluc — r&b

fans consider ayato and diluc the best duo from olympus. mostly because the latter opened up the quickest with ayato. in fact, diluc has a more serious personality but softens up slightly whenever he meets fans but when he’s with ayato? it’s like he has a completely new personality. they say it’s just the ability ayato has to attract people and make them feel comfortable whenever he’s around. the two instantly became friends when the group was formed (that’s all thanks to ayato) and you can find a lot of their content. now, one is not seen without the other. it is said that ayato favores diluc the most. he denies it multiple times but everyone knows.

kaveh, itto, and sampo — kiss

unlike the rest of the members, these three have the most chaotic energy. having them separate during interviews, sets, concerts, or ceremonies is usually what you want to do. but since they were a fan favorite once jpi released behind the scenes of them during a comeback, the trio got paired up more. the connection they had grew and sometimes feel off if they’re not all together. they are more prone to comedic relief, playing small pranks on each other, and overall bringing life to the group.

kaeya, alhaitham, and dan heng — the shady trio

dan heng thinks it, alhaitham shows it, and kaeya says it. they can communicate with just one look. when together, they are quiet and observant. which leads them to not be afraid when calling you out on any insults you send their way. some fans will call them the protectors of the group. if you stare hard enough, you can see them exchanging whispers in the most subtle way.

note: finally getting to work on this smau which has been in my drafts in my other acc and the reason why i made this one 🫶 anyways, second batch of profiles will be posted soon or maybe i will post it tomorrow.

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komorim · 2 years

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till death do us apart

ft. ayato, diluc, kaeya

the words “till death do us apart” are a common part of almost everyone’s wedding vows, but how many people who say it really mean it?

content warnings // cheating. angst. arranged marriage. suggestive content. minor minor explicit language. divorce. insecurities. misunderstandings.

author’s note // did you miss me? did you? well, i’m back at it again with more angst! i might be adding a few more characters to this prompt later on, but for now it’s just these three

ミ　AYATO

the kind hearted yashiro commissioner that you called yours was so ever caring towards you. his love was unconditional and never ending, yet he thinks that it’s never enough. in his eyes, you’re his precious spouse that deserves anything you want, and even the whole world. if you wanted the moon, just tell him and he’ll get it for you. no words could ever come close to how much he loves you. the small gifts he gives you, not on special days, but on normal days because he thinks he shouldn’t need a reason to spoil his favorite person in the world; the time he takes off just to spend time with you, since he thinks that your needs are just as important as his work. even though he doesn’t say the three words often, everything he does shows how much he loves you.

six years into your marriage and you strongly believe that there’s no one in the entire world who loved you more than the blue haired man you call your husband. his love for you never fails to amaze you, and the insecurities that had existed when the two of you first met are now nowhere to be seen.

so why is he standing in front of you with such a solemn expression? did something happen at work? is he too stressed? just why does he keep on saying things that don’t make sense at all?

“y/n, i-” he opens and closes his mouth several times, unable to repeat his words after seeing your expression.

your voice shakes a bit as you speak, “ayato, i must’ve heard wrong, right? there’s no way you would…you would never want to leave me, so why?”

you can see the conflict he has with himself in his eyes as he’s reluctant to say it again. however, the part of him that loved you more loses as he opens his mouth again, this time, the words coming out are spoken with a colder voice. “y/n, i’ll say it again. let’s get a divorce.”

maybe it’s because of the shock, but you don’t feel your heart breaking into millions of tiny pieces yet. you don’t register his words even though it’s his second time announcing them. your legs give out and before you can fall pathetically onto the floor, ayato reaches out and grabs your arms, steadying you.

the small action made you gain a bit of hope, but when you look up at him expectantly, he only looks away before letting go of you.

it was this notion of his, his unwillingness to even look at you that finally cracked your heart. you hear the cogs in your brain turning at an incredible pace, analyzing everything that has happened recently, trying your hardest to find even the slightest hint at why your loving husband is standing in front of you, asking for a divorce.

you feel numb all over as you search his face for answers, unable to find the reason yourself. “why,” you croak out, “why are you asking for a divorce?” when he doesn’t respond, you continue your interrogation, trying to be reasonable. “am i making you unhappy? have i done something wrong?”

“no, y/n, it’s not your problem it’s just-”

“i can fix whatever is troubling you, i promise,” you interrupt, not wanting to hear an answer that might break you permanently. you look down at the floor, praying to any and every deity. you could accept every reason except-

“i don’t love you anymore, y/n. i’m sorry, but i just can’t keep going on anymore.”

huh? though it wasn’t the worse answer he could’ve given you, you feel so much more uncomfortable hearing this particular answer. yes, you couldn’t even think about what you would do if he was cheating, but at least you could resent someone. but if the situation was like this, who is there to bear the frustration caused by your heartbreak?

the tears that you were holding back start to hang onto the edge of your eyes, unwilling to spill over just yet; you’re unwilling to let him see how much this is hurting you.

yet even if the tears aren’t sliding down your face, your less than calm voice sells you out. “how could you say that…?” you ask. “six years, ayato. six years. how many six years does a person even have in their life to use on relationships that won’t even last? how could you tell me to my face that you don’t love me anymore? did those six years not mean anything to you?”

he looks at your sincerely. “i loved you, i really did. those six years were wonderful and i enjoyed spending them with you from the bottom of my heart. but, i just don’t feel the same anymore. i can’t continue pretending that i still love you like before.”

the past tense he used in his first sentence was like a claw that ripped out your heart. you couldn’t feel your heart beating anymore. when he avoids your gaze once again, it was answer enough.

this was it.

ミ　DILUC

you understood the reasoning behind your marriage with diluc. his father and yours were very good friends and business partners alike, and it thrilled the both of them when they found out that together, they had fathered two children around the same age. and as many good friends would believe, a marriage between their two precious children would be absolutely adorable.

honestly, you and diluc were very good friends in the beginning anyways, so the arranged marriage never seemed to bother the both of you very much. but nonetheless, neither of you really had your heart in the marriage. in fact, you both thought you should’ve cut off the deal the moment you turned legal. though, that didn’t really happen.

diluc’s respect for his father’s dying wish made him compromise and accept the agreement his father and yours had made. and your compassion made you go along with the marriage.

even if the feelings you hold for each other never went beyond the boundaries of a platonic relationship, diluc never treated you poorly. his heart had you in it, but definitely not in the form of a spouse, a lover. however, you didn’t see anything wrong with that and never bothered to complain because of it.

though his kindness soon penetrated the wall you called reason. slowly, you began to fall for the man with a warm smile, the man who embraces you when you felt down, the man who would do anything for you.

it wasn’t difficult to fall for the red haired man. he cared for you and gave you his full attention. he noticed all your mood changes when no one else did. he comforted you when there was no one by your side, and he bought many gifts for you just to make you happy. in the eyes of any person, this would be the perfect husband to spend the rest of your years with. and in fact, he was the perfect partner for you. and when everyone would tease about how three years into your marriage and diluc still hasn’t touched you, he’ll tell them firmly that he’ll go at the pace you’re comfortable with. he would say that it’s your body and he has no right to pressure you to satisfy him.

so is that what he meant? he won’t pressure you to satisfy him because he has someone else who’s willing to?

you continue to stare at the sight in front of you, dumbfounded that this would occur. it was a sight of your husband in bed, covering another person behind him. the two of them were barely covered, not moving because you caught them in such an obvious position.

you had entered your house shortly before, happy to show diluc the cake you bought for his birthday, yet when you called out for him, there was no response. remembering that the walls in your shared house were rather thick, you assume that he was on the second floor, where it would be even harder for him to hear you. and indeed you were right. he didn’t hear you. he couldn’t, he was so caught up in peeling off the clothes of his lover.

his lover, a role you could not fulfill. you were just his spouse, a spouse he saw as a younger sibling. how could he have truly loved you? he was not you, a hopeless romantic who got the butterflies at a few kind gestures. he wasn’t the type to swoon just because you smile at him.

but you were.

you were exactly that type of person. so it hurt that much more watching diluc check up on the person he so desperately tried to hide from your sight. it hurt so much when his first reaction was to make sure they were okay instead of giving you a proper explanation. it hurt so fucking much.

“diluc, would you like to explain to me what’s happening?” you speak with a dead voice that matched your eyes, remaining calm although finding out that your husband cheated on you.

“y/n, can we talk about this later? i’m really sorry you had to see this, but i think we should both take a break and cool down.”

you laugh sarcastically. was this all you amounted to? even if he didn’t love you, how could he say that when everything you did for him came from the bottom of your heart? diluc ragnivindr was not a fool, he could see your honest and sincere intentions from the moment you started to love him. so did that just mean that you didn’t weigh as much in his heart?

“i understand,” you force out. you walk towards your shared closet where you grab a bag from deep within and start cleaning out your things.

“wait y/n, i don’t mean it like that.”

it was what you wished to hear. an explanation, anything, really just anything for him to just pay more attention to you, his spouse, than that disgusting human he hides behind himself. after all, what other word could you use the describe them? your marriage with diluc was public knowledge. it amazes you that anyone would try to get in the pants of someone who has a spouse. but after all, diluc didn’t see you like that.

you smile to yourself bitterly when you didn’t hear anything come from the man you loved. you didn’t hear any noise that indicated his reluctance at you packing your things and leaving. he tried absolutely nothing to stop you. and so you took your suitcase and walked out the front door, taking the door with you.

and with it, you closed the door to your failed marriage.

ミ　KAEYA

kaeya was definitely your favorite person in all of mondstat if not all of teyvat. he wasn’t one of those over possessive or strict husbands. he understood that you like to go out and have fun and he lets you enjoy your time alone. though when need be, he can also be clingy, hugging you while saying he misses you and many other things that only serve to make you flustered.

maybe in other situations you would find having a flirtatious husband a bit annoying, but kaeya knew his boundaries and mainly used his pick up jokes on you. it certainly is a nice change once in a while and the way it made you cringe was even more funny. his jokes were always tacky and you’d be lying if you said you didn’t enjoy them.

his laid back nature also meant that there were many movie dates in the safety of his arms at home, just cuddling while a movie plays in the background. it’s definitely an understatement to say that the two of you don’t often pay attention to the movies, but that doesn’t mean you enjoy these movie nights any less.

to be in his arms, to be in his company, to be with him. if you were completely honest, you wouldn’t like it any better than it is already. you loved him that much. and through every little thing he does for you, you can tell he loves you just as much if not more than you love him.

his love is shown in different forms. most of the times it appears as compliments and teasing just because kaeya loves to see your face heated up with the color of blood. he likes to see you stumble over your words as you fail to form coherent sentences. kaeya’s love also takes the form of acts of service. it’s one of his favorites things to do. he loves to go out of his way to help you with whatever you need, but you know he always has an ulterior motive, whether he’s looking for a kiss in return or for an extra date throughout the week.

though that’s what you love about him. you love how he never fails to assure you of his love for you. he’s far from a tsundere and even a complete stranger who didn’t know the two of you could see how utterly in love he is with you. you’ve never felt a need to be insecure in any point of your relationship with him. when you told him that you were mistreated in your previous relationship, he goes through extra lengths to make sure you feel loved.

so why?

why do you feel so uneasy? why do you feel sick to your stomach? why do you want to throw up as soon as possible? why is bile rising up your throat threatening to spill over?

in all honesty you should be fine with the sight in front of you. it was just a few foreigners who were caught up in the beauty kaeya possesses. you shouldn’t be surprised. he’s pretty enough to receive all this attention and more. you can totally relate to the girls flocking around him.

you reassure yourself that it’s okay. they’re foreigners. they’re new here in mondstadt. they’re not aware that kaeya is married, so it’s natural for a few of them to hit on him.

yet no matter what you say to yourself, you can’t help but overthink and worry. the girls around kaeya are so terribly pretty. what if that’s the type of person he actually likes? what if you’re not enough for him anymore? will he reconsider your marriage after he sees the plenty of other options he has?

will he throw you away?

all these thoughts and insecurities fly around in your head, and they seemingly will never come to a stop. the small container they’ve been kept inside of in the corner of your brain has suddenly been opened, and it can’t be closed now.

although you stand in a place not too far from where the worrisome scene is unfolding, kaeya does not notice you as he’s almost completely surrounded. it would be hard for him to escape the crowd, much less find you amidst the mountains of people.

you fumble with your hands, a habit you’ve always had since long before. it’s been a long time since you did this out of nervousness as kaeya was there to hold your hands in his whenever you did start. but obviously he can’t do that now.

the negative intrusive thoughts in your head do not go away, and you don’t have the courage to walk up to the crowd and claim kaeya as your husband. but what else could you do? were you really going to stand there idly as kaeya might be taken away from you? though if he was destined to leave you for someone better, what could there be done anyways?

your heart beats faster in frustration and your eyes grow red. you were so lost, you had no idea what you could do in this situation. this was the first time that this has happened and you had no measures of stopping it. even before when kaeya got hit on, he would always reject the person before you had any chance to get worried. but he wasn’t so quick to reject the girls around him today. was he really having second thoughts?

that’s when it happens.

a girl from the crowd stood on her toes to reach kaeya’s height and placed a small kiss on his cheek. you watch his eye visibly widen as he holds the place in which he was kissed. in that moment, you can think of absolutely nothing. all the thoughts before perished, but with the absence of those thoughts came the arrival of fresh tears that slide slowly down your face.

the feeling of despair.

“kaeya,” you call out softly.

although your voice was not loud and easy to miss, kaeya could recognize anything of yours in an instant, and his eye grows wider when he catches your face past the crowd engulfing him. he nods to the girls as he starts to escape the crowd, walking to you in the process.

“y/n, it’s not what it looks like, i was going to come find you, but then these girls suddenly-”

“i thought something happened to you,” you hiccup, “so i came to find you. but this is what i see?”

“no, really, y/n, let me explain, nothing happened. they were just being friendly and-”

you stare at him with tears hanging onto your tear ducts, “that’s not what you call friendly. they were adamantly flirting with you and you not only didn’t stop them, but you also encouraged them to continue. that girl over there kissed you, and you still didn’t do anything.”

you let out a strangled sigh, your breath uneven from all the shock and frustration you’re going through. you bring your gaze to the ground, not having the confidence to even lift your head up.

you let out a small laugh, “what would’ve happened if i didn’t call out to you, i wonder? i agree, she’s pretty, and you might not want to settle for me, someone who had nothing in common with her. but, couldn’t you wait until you ended with me to flirt with others? did you really have to do this to me? on our anniversary nonetheless.”

kaeya ruffles his hair, annoyance getting to him to as he doesn’t know what to say either. he himself doesn’t know why he didn’t stop the girls from their actions when he knew that they would hurt you.

“maybe it’s best we split up after all.”

at this, kaeya hurriedly grabs your shoulders, making you stare at him once again. “no, i refuse.”

“please, kaeya. i’m tired. i don’t think i can take this many girls hitting on you anymore. i just can’t go on like this. it eats at me inside and it’ll devour me sooner or later. we should just stop all of this.”

“please, y/n, don’t do this to me. i’ll tell everyone, i’ll tell all of teyvat that i’m yours and that no one should hit on me. i swear i’ll ignore everyone. i have eyes for no one but you, y/n.”

“that’s just because you haven’t seen your options yet. you’ll find better kaeya. you’ll find someone so much better than me,” you say softly.

you can tell how desperate from the way he pleads with his gaze. asking you not to leave, asking you to stay with him for all of eternity. but you set your mind, and you were going to go through with this.

“after all, i’m not that great in the first place.”

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bluexiao · 2 years

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#the perfect family

—you’re a spy, and you need a perfect family in order to attain world peace

CHARACTERS. assassin! Albedo, Ayato, Xiao; gn!reader (w/ mind reader! Klee, Sayu, Qiqi respectively)

THEMES. This is absolutely inspired by Spy X Family… and you guessed it, if you know the story, this is gonna be crack (mostly) and fluff. spy au. the children are mind-readers and the three men are assassins.

NOTES. I’ve had this in my drafts for like one month and i am sO glad that i am finally done with it. this is very fun to write indeed tho! btw i was about to include diona and diluc here but like,,, i dont see them getting along AT ALL (but if someone requests them hmmmmm why not, just with different dynamics than the other three)

ALBEDO

When you had first heard of Klee, you also hear the name “Albedo”

Of course, as someone who’s in need of both a child AND a husband, you decided that they were the perfect pair for the role. Not only was Klee seen as a “child” of this man, but the child gets along with everybody, and that would mean it would be quite easy to please her.

Albedo, who was a genius assassin, is actually in need of a spouse as well. After all, people in the police station were beginning to wonder why he is still single. And yes, he is a detective—as much as he is an assassin. It’s just that his fellow peers did not know he is actually a contract assassin, of course, he was making sure it is very well hidden. As someone who believes the statement “Keep your friends close and enemies closer,” (of course, he can’t just poison these nitwits no matter how much he hated their guts) this is something he thought of doing the moment he had reached the point where he needed a job to hide his original occupation—the one that pays much higher.

And besides, he was doing a far better job than these “police officers” who most of the time do not particularly care about the people and take money from offenders when they are rich.

At the same time, he also has to protect Klee. People knew her as his child, but she’s actually his adoptive little sister. Their mother, which is technically his boss as well, is always absent. He did not care how the public saw him and his sister, as long as she is safe, then everything is okay.

But the thing is, it is not.

Now, he needs to find a “spouse,” fake or not.

You were just in timing.

The moment he saw you, you were with Klee, saying that you had come across the girl on your walk and had walked her back home when she could not find her way home. At that moment, he remembered your face. You were in the documents that Kaeya had brought him the other day who had clear records and was living alone. You were single.

“Albedo, Albedo, what do you think of them? Y/n?” Klee had asked him that day, to which he answered with;

“They seem nice,” he smiles, “Did you have fun with them, Klee?”

“Klee had fun!” the girl grins brightly, then her mood changes, “does Albedo like Y/n?”

He tilts his head to the side, quite confused why she was asking this, “I don’t think there’s a reason to dislike them.” After all, Y/n has clear records, seems capable, and he definitely needs someone like that. For both him and Klee.

Unbeknownst to Albedo, Klee had read his mind and took it upon herself to “matchmake” the two of you. After all, Klee also knew that you were “interested” in her “father” as well.

“Y/n, Y/n, stay with us for dinner!”

“Y/n, Y/n, play with Klee and father!”

Albedo was quite curious as to why Klee had suddenly called him “father”, as she had never outrightly referred to him as such, but he had merely brushed it off, especially when she was making it easy for him to win you over. It was actually the same for you. No matter how confused you are and questioned how it all felt like it was going fast, your acting skills were pulling through.

You both pretended to be dating and soon came to the conversation where you needed someone to be your “fake” husband. Of course, you did not say anything about your mission, and you still were worried he’d reject you.

But he did not.

“Of course,” he smiles, “when will be the wedding?”

At that time, your heart skipped a beat but you misinterpreted it as excitement that your mission was going well.

Giddy, you unconsciously held one of his hands, “Last year,” you paused, realizing your mistake, “I mean, what if we got married last year instead?”

Thus began the fake family you all had established with your collective efforts.

AYATO

You were referred to Sayu by a friend of yours—Kana. She told you that the girl’s identity is not that much known and that she’s very much trained as a fighter at a young age. As much as you did not like the fact that someone taught a child to fight, you found this useful since this is, in fact, a dangerous job.

Sayu is lazy, but Kana also said that she is obedient and responsible.

When you met the little girl, all of what Kana said was the absolute truth. So you asked her as well if she had any information about single men as well. And that was how you came to know Ayato, who will be your husband.

Oh, I apologize, your current husband. As it will be written that you two had been married for two years and adopted Sayu a year later.

You had no idea who your husband was, but you trusted Kana’s intuition when she referred you to him, who for one accepted to be in a contract marriage with you. Of course, you mentioned you have a child, but you did not tell him that Sayu had just been adopted a few days ago and not a year ago.

But he sure did notice that Sayu was good at fighting. Or at least, has a bit of knowledge.

“Our Sayu has talent,” you heard him—your now-husband (you still could not comprehend you had to call him husband somehow) say one day, amused, referring to how Sayu was complaining how she was watching a movie about martial arts and noticed the little mistakes the actors were doing. “What do you say about enrolling her on a varsity team?

He seems to have said this without thinking and when he looked to you, who was now gaping at him without saying a word, he awkwardly smiles, “It’s just an idea. I think it would be a waste to try to give it a chance.”

“No, no, of course,” you broke the contact and looked away, now aware that he is actually quite observant—very observant, “let us ask Sayu if she wants to. But I don’t mind as long as she really wants it.”

Of course, your current husband is observant, he is an assassin for goodness’ sake… but you did not know that.

In the end, Sayu did get into martial arts, which is during the weekends, to give way to her school days on the weekdays. Of course, it is still the priority, as the main purpose of this mission of yours was to get your “child” to get the attention of your current target, as it was seemingly the only way to get close to the target.

Personally, you hated using others or relying on others in missions, but as you simply could not just dress yourself as a child and a spouse all in one seating, you had no choice.

“How are you faring in your new school, Sayu?” you had inquired your daughter one weekend night during dinner—which you had cooked and your husband had helped with the plating. Just the plating. Apparently, Ayato is quite elegant in all aspects of his life… maybe except for his cooking. Not that the meals he cooks are entirely inedible, but sometimes he would spice something overly or that there is just something wrong with it that you could not particularly point out.

“Boring.” Sayu had let out, unconsciously, in her defense, but she immediately corrects herself when the word caught both you and Ayato’s attention. “I mean, they’re all boring! I… I already know m-most of them! The lessons, I mean.” Sayu stutters, but she brightens up when you and Ayato smiled at her.

“Our Sayu is really intelligent, isn’t she?” Ayato mused.

You hummed in response, going back to your meal. “You should still listen to the teacher, dear. The teachers at that school would most likely ask about things that they say in the lessons.” How did you know? Well, of course, you had seen samples of their questionnaires.

Unbeknownst to you, Sayu’s jaw dropped as she had read your mind. Silently, she wished you could just tell her the answers already.

But she could just sneak into your room when both you and father are away to find the questionnaires if you wouldn’t.

XIAO

Qiqi is special, you knew that the moment you had come across her in the orphanage. She’s quiet, very forgetful… and apparently, she was also the only one who could read and write amongst the other children.

You were quite sure you were forming a bond with her and that you’ve already cleared that she was to go to school after 3 months. What you didn’t know… is that she already knew you before you even approached her.

As a mind reader, Qiqi is quite unnerved by everyone. No one had particularly impressed her since everyone she had encountered was quite… bland, so to speak. You? You were special. You were muttering in your head how much you needed someone who could help you “save the world” and for some reason, she was intrigued by it.

“Is this… to save the world?” she had asked one time as you and she was buying books to help her prepare for the entrance exam.

You did not mind the words in her question, for you were too busy trying to search for academic books and pencils, “Yes, children are the future of the world, so this would help save the world.”

And thus began the misunderstanding between you and the child.

Xiao is an assassin—of course, for the “good.” He was hired to protect the people from corrupt men and to do the “dirty work” that no one else can do. That’s what assassins like him were.

Lately, though, his boss told him one thing: “Find an identity.”

What the hell was that?—he thought. But then his boss began saying that he should have a normal identity for the normal world in order to not be suspected in the future, for his safety as well.

“Actually, make that an assignment,” his boss says.

Thus now, he’s in search of a job. Sure, his streaming in Twitch may be considered one, but he’s not really allowed to show his face, of course, because of his assassin job, so now he has to quit that and find something… normal.

That’s when he found you.

Of course, he was quite surprised when he saw you had a child. How dare he suddenly cling to someone with a family already! What if he had asked you out unknowingly that you have a spouse?! Not only is that embarrassing but he could also be entangled in an affair that might lead him straight to court, straight to prison, and even straight to his death if anyone ever found out anything about his true occupation!

He could just feel the shivers run down his spine.

When Qiqi read Xiao’s mind and yours, she did not know what to do except say the words:

“Qiqi… Qiqi doesn’t have a papa… He can be my papa…”

Now, Qiqi was merely amused over the fact that both you and this stranger have the same thoughts about saving the world and needing a spouse to do that. She’s merely a child but it does not hurt to help you two out, right?

“Qiqi, I…” you hesitated for a bit as you awkwardly smiled at Xiao, “I apologize if that offended you, sir… It’s just that… it has been a while since her father died. My husband… he kind of looked a lot like you.”

You definitely did not rehearse with the child, but it was as if she was reading your mind, Qiqi did not say anything that entailed you as a liar. You could only thank the Archons or whoever was listening to you despite not heavily being a believer.

Surprisingly, it was not too long until this “family” had been established, as you had gotten your newly appointed husband to agree to your plans.

Qiqi thinks that this “family” is quite good—better, actually. Better than the orphanage. Better than her previous “home”, if she could even call it one.

However, Qiqi wanted something else.

“Coco goat…”

“Hm? What was that, darling?” you had inquired, as you did not particularly understand-

“Coco goat… Qiqi wants a coco goat.”

At that moment, you had looked over your husband with confusion written all over your face.

To which he replied, “I have no idea what that is.”

In the end, you both got her a cat instead. And a goat stuff toy.

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