So Relatable... I FEEL LIKE THERE'S NOW A PERMANENT HOLE IN MY HEART;;

Modern day Cliche

Word Count: 2194.

Genre: Fluff.

(Note! There is a part of the story that is texting back and forth, so when you see the characters name bolded with italicized text beneath it, it’s the contact name and their message!)

(Not Proof Read, if There’s Mistakes, let me Know!)

Your phone vibrated violently in your back pocket as you carried your sleek laptop towards your next destination. Quickly setting down the device on the table in the quiet library you took out your phone. Upon clicking it on, you saw an array of text messages all from your classes group chat. 

Letting out a sigh you opened the messages and read through them. Although, you didn’t really have to since you could have easily guessed that they were all about the big event coming up. It was just about Halloween and there was going to be a horror attraction not to far from the school. To your knowledge everyone was attending. 

Bringing down the settings bar you silenced the chat and turned off your phone before setting it on the table. Sitting down on the hard wooden chair you scanned the library. Your e/c orbs scanning over shelves of books and hanging decorations. Opening your computer you clicked on the site you had been using to write your chemistry paper on and skimmed over it. 

The words seemed to blur together as they never reached your mind. The sound of something being set down, broke your trance as you looked up. Your eyes locking with a pair of bright captivating teal colored eyes. The light from their hanging sources made his eyes seem to sparkle in curiosity. His soft, light ash blonde, hair cascading down just below his shoulders. The tips slightly curly and free looking. The golden marking on the center of his neck just barely peaking out over the hem of his black turtleneck. 

You must’ve been staring because when you snapped out of your alluring trance, he had already sat down and was opening his laptop. Shaking your head you looked back at your screen, you could feel a slight tinge of heat decorate your cheeks. 

Clearing your throat you decided to speak first. “So Albedo, how has your day been so far?” 

He instantly stopped scrolling as he turned and gave you his full attention. “My day has been rather productive. How about yours?” 

“Well that’s good, my day has been alright.” You responded quickly, glancing back at your computer screen. 

“Splendid. Now, I would like to go over this paper with you once more, as it is our last day together.” 

You felt your heart rate quicken as you gave him a nod. You always managed to take everything he said to you in the wrong way, or so you thought. Reading over the paper again for what feels like the hundredth time, you let out a sigh. After navigating your way back through some of the other websites you’d passed through, you hovered over the enticing submit button. 

You knew you needed to turn in this project, but didn’t want your time with Albedo to end so quickly. That’s when a cord in your mind had been strung. 

“Ah, hey Albedo!” You said, more urgently than it needed to be causing him to quickly looked over at you. “Are you going to the new horror attraction down the road tonight?” 

He simply looked at you, his head tilting to the side a little. “I don’t believe I am.” 

“Well if it’s not too much to ask, would you maybe want to come along with me?” You asked, a small tinge of hopefulness in your voice. 

Albedo looked to the side with an expression you couldn’t quite make out. It felt like an eternity had passed before he finally responded. “Sure.” 

You put your hands up to defend yourself from the rejection, but instantly stopped in your tracks. You felt your breath get caught up in your throat as you stared at him with wide eyes. He gave you a small awkward smile as he adjusted his plaid jacket nervously. 

You nearly jumped out of the seat as your arms shot up in the air with happiness. “Yes!” 

Upon hearing a smooth chuckle come from the blonde, you felt your cheeks heat up in embarrassment. Turning your attention back to your computer, you happily hit the submit button and bid a reluctant farewell to Albedo. 

( Small Little Time Skip )

Searching for your usual table during your lunch period, you took a seat, setting your backpack down in the seat beside you. Usually, you ate lunch alone since it was deemed too much work to attempt to find anybody you knew. Turning to your lunch tray you were about to take a bite when your phone buzzed. Reaching into your pocket you set down your utensil and checked the notification. 

“A text from Albedo!?” You whisper yelled, praying that nobody around heard you over the loud chatter of the lunchroom. 

Opening up the message you read over it before your jaw nearly dropped. 

Albedo

I never knew you sat alone at lunch. 

Your head quickly jolted up to look around, but your eyes never landed on him. Looking back down at your phone you quickly texted back. 

 Y/N

Where even are you..?

Albedo

No need to worry about that. 

Although, it was rather funny seeing you attempting to find me.

Y/N

Oh come onnn, just tell me!

Albedo

Not happening. But, I do need something from you.

Your mind began to run wild at the possibilities of his question. What could he possibly need from you? 

Albedo

I need your address so I can pick you up later tonight.

That’s it. This man HAD to be the perfect match for you. He was kind, polite, smart, quiet, and had so many more admirable qualities. You felt your grip tighten on your phone as your face heated up in a flurry of adoration. 

Y/N

Oh alright, my address is (Your address.) 

Albedo 

Thank you, I’ll be seeing you later tonight. 

You released a happy sigh as you clicked off your phone, placing it in your pocket. Picking up your utensil you began eating quicker than you ever did before. The pure bliss of being able to spend the night with your, extremely attractive and alluring, crush in a haunted attraction. Lunch went by in a flash and you were on your way to your final classes of the day, a noticeable smile adorning your lips. 

( Second Small Time Skip)

You sat on your bedside, swaying from side to side as you played the song you had recently become obsessed with. Every few seconds you’d check your phone, eager to see if you’d received a message from Albedo. The feeling of anticipation in which you felt was almost painful. 

Of course, you had occasional thoughts of him possibly standing you up. But those were quickly extinguished by the fact that you believed his moral sense wouldn’t let him. While he was a rather introverted person who cared deeply for his studies, you knew he also had a deep abiding moral sense. 

Standing up from your bed, you grabbed your phone as you clicked it off and placed it in your pocket. Leaving your room you walked downstairs. 

“Where are you off to?” Your mother asked as she saw you make your way down the stairs. 

You gave her a quick glance and a smile. “Going to the new horror attraction with a.. friend.” 

She raised an eyebrow. “Right.. Well, have fun, and be safe!” 

“Will do.” You replied, putting your shoes on. 

Unlocking the door, you pushed it open and took in a breath of the chilling outside air. Shutting the door and walking down towards the roadside, you took a seat on the sidewalk. Taking out your phone you clicked it on and scrolled through your social media while you waited for the man of the hour to show himself. 

After a few minutes of cars passing you by on the road, one finally stopped in front of you. Looking up, you saw the familiar sight of Albedo getting out of his car and walking around to you. He opened the door and motioned for you to get in. 

“How gentlemanly of you.” You commented with a light snicker. 

“Of course, my lady.” He replied with a chuckle. 

That nickname alone was enough to send you into yet another fit of blushing. At this point you were almost concerned if you were really blushing or just running a fever. 

After he’d shut the door for you, he got back into his own seat on the opposite side of the car. Putting on your seatbelt you set your phone in your lap as you side eyed him. You suddenly felt extremely nervous and jittery. 

“You look nice.” Albedo commented, taking a turn. 

“Ah, thank you.. You do as well!” You returned his compliment with a smile. 

Facing forward, the car fell into a comfortable silence. Silence was something you’d grown accustomed to when you were around Albedo. That is, unless you get him on a tangent about something he enjoys, which you happily listen to. His voice is quite soothing, and you can’t help but wonder what his morning voice would sound like. 

About halfway through the drive you began to see some students that you knew walking down the sides of the street. You assumed they were heading to the same place as you. 

“Seems like a lot of people are going to this attraction tonight.” Albedo remarked, you swear a tinge of sadness dripped from his smooth tone. 

“Well, the entire school has been talking about it.” You replied, “My advisory period’s group chat is constantly buzzing with messages about this, so I expected a lot of people to go.”

You saw Albedo nod from the corner of your eye as he continued driving. The closer you got to your destination, the more nervous you became. You, for one, hated haunted houses and horror attractions. You got scared of them extremely easy, even though you knew they were just actors. 

Not even minutes later, Albedo was pulling into the parking lot across the street. Once the car was in park he glanced over at you, offering a smile. 

“Are you alright? You seem a little nervous.” 

You looked over at him as you squeezed your hand around your phone. “Oh, no, I’m perfectly fine. Excited if anything!” 

He slowly nodded at you before getting out of the car, you doing the same. As soon as your shoes hit the gravel you could hear screams coming from across the road. Shivering, you walked around the car and met up with Albedo. 

“Ready to go?” You asked. 

“If you are, it’d be my pleasure to come along.” He replied formally. 

You let out a laugh at his response before turning around and walking towards the attraction. Reaching into your back pocket, you pulled out 40$. You then felt a hand touch against yours. Albedo’s fingers brushing against yours as he placed his hand on yours. 

“Don’t worry about paying, I’ve got it covered.” He spoke.

You felt your face heating up. “No way, I asked you to come here so I should pay.” 

“What if we split the cost?” He paused. “I’ll pay for your’s, you can pay for mine.” 

You looked into his eyes as he stared back, his bright blue and alluring irises pulling you in. 

“Fine. But next time we go out, I’m paying.” You said. 

“Next time, huh.” He chuckled. 

You paused, a momentary slip of the tongue turning into a lifetime of embarrassment. Bringing your hands up in front of you, you waved them back and forth. 

“I just meant that if you liked it this time, then maybe we could go out somewhere else again!” You quickly attempted to defend yourself. 

You heard Albedo laugh a smooth and genuine laugh, the sound like music to your ears. Lowering your hands you clenched them into fists in pure embarrassment. 

Stepping into the decently sized line your eyes lingered on the stray actors wandering around near everyone. Occasionally they’d pop up behind someone or chase them towards another actor. You placed your hands on your arms and hugged yourself, your heart rate increasing. 

“Are you sure you’re alright?” Albedo asked. 

Now that you were both standing in the line, you felt compelled to come clean. Turning to him you looked down towards the ground and explained your antics. 

“To tell the truth, I’m extremely afraid of things like this. I just wanted and excuse to prolong our time together..” You spilled. 

A momentary silence between the two of you occurred. You felt as if the world had just stopped turning and time stood still. 

“I knew that.” Albedo placed a hand on your shoulder. “I just needed to hear you say it.” 

Your eyes darted up to his, your irises widening in surprise. “You knew?” 

“Of course I did, that’s why I agreed. I didn’t want our time together to end either, even though I have little to no interest in things like these.” He said nonchalantly. 

Now you felt extremely embarrassed. But the way Albedo was rubbing your shoulder brought you unimaginable comfort, and also a hint of courage. 

“Well, instead of going home.. How about we brave this thing together then?” Albedo offered. 

“Sure, I’d like that.” 

© Aruchemihq - 2022

Better Ruined ten Times

Word Count: 929. 

Genre: Fluff 

“Oh?” He drawled, clearly amused. 

You huffed in exasperation while beads of sweat stuck to your skin. Your hands held the wooden sword directly in front of you with an iron grip, knuckles turning white from the pressure. 

“I’m surprised you’re able to withstand a direct hit like this.” He praised half-heartedly. 

“You underestimate me, Sabito.” You replied with a smirk, putting venom into his very name.

He hummed before pushing forward, harder onto the blade, making your eyes widen. In a split second you felt your feet get knocked out from beneath you, resulting in you loosing balance and falling backwards. You landed on the ground in a hard thump, dropping your sword beside you. 

You felt a point lightly press into your chest as your eyes averted upwards. “You’re getting too cocky again.” He spoke placidly. 

Your eyes narrowed as you scanned over his mask with wavering determination. Your bones aching as you let out an annoyed groan. “Do we have to keep doing this?” 

“Do you want to be knocked off your feet mid-battle?” He asked matter of factly, although more a statement. “Better ruined ten times than once dead.”

You tilted your head to the side, trying to think up his current expression. You could picture his pale lavender cat-like eyes narrowed slightly, a neutral expression on his face. 

The blade pressed a little harder against your chest, once again reminding you of your current position. You brought your hand up and lightly pushed it away before getting to your feet once more. 

“Fine, fine.. whatever you say, dad.” You taunted with a smirk.

He tilted his head to the side before quickly and rather roughly delivering a flick to your forehead. Letting out a yelp and a small string of curses you placed both hands over the newly inflicted pain in your head. 

“You never learn, do you Y/N?” He let out a small chuckle, placing his hand on your head and ruffling your hair. 

“Sabittooo!” You whined, trying to fix your now frazzled hair. 

“I know you love me.” He teased before turning away from you. 

You peered at him from the corner of your eye, contemplating your next move. You swiftly jumped up from your spot, wrapping your arms around Sabito’s neck causing him to let out a surprised grunt. 

“Wh- Y/N!”

Tackling him to the ground you sat proudly on his back, grinning wildly. Shaking your head, you reached down and softly moved the red strap of Sabito’s mask. Hesitating for a second and looking at the eyes of the mask as if for consent. 

“Why do you still hesitate?” He asked in a voice not above a mere whisper. 

You huff. “Because I respect you and your wishes.” 

You hear him chuckle. “This position isn’t a very good example of your respect for me.”

Slipping off his back and sitting on your knees beside him, you watched him push himself into a sitting position. He crossed his legs, reaching his hands up to mettle with his mask for a moment. Then, it dropped to his neck in a stolid motion, nestled against the crook of his neck. 

You scanned his pale eyes with newfound admiration before speaking. “I love you so much better without that thing.”

“So you’ve said before.” He replied, reaching his hands behind his neck. 

You watched him with content and curiosity flashing on your features. The mask suddenly fell into his lap as his hands returned to your view. Reaching out, you lightly took the mask, turning it over in your hands.  You looked to him once more before raising the mask to your neck, attempting to tie the red strings in a knot behind you.  

Closing your eyes in concentration you fumbled with the strings, letting out a grunt of frustration. You then felt two soft hands set themselves upon yours, instantly causing your eyes to shoot open once more. 

Your gaze traveled up to the boy in front of you. He’d now been kneeling on his knees, his arms finding themselves closely around your head as he took the strings from you. His chest mere centimeters from your face, causing your cheeks to flush. 

“Just because I’m tying this, doesn’t mean I can’t see how embarrassed this is making you, you know.” Sabito spoke in a teasing manner. 

“I’m not embarrassed!” You replied hastily, crossing your arms in front of you, allowing him to finalize the knot. 

He leaned back as he adjusted his mask on you so that it sat at the side of your head; much like Makomo’s. Feeling happy with his work, he returned to his former position and studied you with his alluring eyes. 

“You look cute with my mask.” He commented nonchalantly. 

You smirked. “You should just give it to me then.” 

“Sorry, but that isn’t happening.” 

You let out an annoyed groan as you stood up, fixing your now disorderly clothing. You heard Sabito stand up beside you as well, the clanking of his wooden sword as he picked it up reached your ears. 

“Also, don’t think I haven’t forgot our training.” He spoke once more. 

“Oh yeah? Well..” You smirked, facing him as you slowly backed away. “You’ll have to catch me first!” 

He shook his head and chuckled. “You really shouldn’t give out such easy challenges.” 

He then took off after you with a content laugh. The both of you running in circles, hiding behind trees, and jumping over rocks having the times of your lives. If only moments like these could last forever..

© Aruchemihq - 2022

hiii!! i just recently discovered ur blog and absolutely love your writing style :D can i request octatrio unexpectedly breaking out of their usual public image to be an extra soft and loving bf + reactions of people around them cause they don't see them being that type of bf <3333 gn reader !!

is everything alright? ↬ Summary: Maintaining a certain image of oneself in public requires sacrificing some things, including the comfort of love.

↬ Tags: hurt/comfort (except for floyd’s part), fluff

↬ Characters: Azul Ashengrotto, Jade Leech, Floyd Leech

↬ Note: i’m so sorry it took so long, and i’m so sorry it ended up being kind of angsty. *pained smile* i’ll start writing shorter stuff based on how many characters there are instead! the jade favoritism is strong in this one, though.

Azul Ashengrotto

↬ Azul likes to keep his image impeccable. He's meticulous and thorough to a fault, and that apparently affects the way he treats you as well. In private, you can expect to be lavished with high-quality food, or multiple praises. The most valuable of all would be his time, attention, and trust. He would agree to a cuddling session if you asked for it despite being flustered for the first few minutes or so. He would humor your attempts at conversation despite having to split his focus between you and paperwork.

↬ All in all, he's attentive, loving, and respectful. Except he's not like this in public, where every move he makes is calculated. The feeling of being scrutinized has stuck with him throughout childhood until now, and you're one of the people who have to pay the price. You're understanding, of course. You can only dream of returning the love he's shown you a hundredfold, but you still find yourself craving for his touch every now and then. Given his importance to you, it's only natural.

↬ When you bring it up with him, he apologizes and says it's… unbecoming of him to participate in such acts where others can see. He follows it up with reassurances of spending more time with you to make up for it, and you understand. Reading between the lines tells you of his discomfort just as much. Still, you can't help but feel a little hollow after his explanation, but you don't act on it. You could never bring yourself to put your needs above his.

↬ There are other, more pressing matters to attend to as well, like the pop quiz in Alchemy, the homework deadline that you apparently forgot about, and the difficult exercises Coach Vargas made your class do. They pile up on you as your mood sours further into the day. At this point, not even Azul can help you while you pointedly ignore him. You just want a hug, damn it! You can't force him into one, though, and all you can do is give him a tense smile before getting ready for your next class.

↬ It continues until the next day, and that's when you feel a hand on your arm just as you're about to leave. You can see the worry on Azul's face through the cracks in his composure, but he stays quiet until he finally clears his throat. You’ve always known him as smooth, but his cheeks redden as he moves close to you.

↬ “Good afternoon, my dear,” he murmurs the last part low enough only for you to hear, but your eyes widen nonetheless. He pauses for another while before asking, “Is there anything you may need? Or have I done something to offend you?”

↬ “Oh, Azul,” you sigh immediately when you hear his concern. In your attempt to take care of your tasks, you’ve forgotten to give him some attention, too. Maybe this could be your chance at letting him hug you? “A hug would sound nice right now… but that could wait until later, when we’re in private.”

↬ You don’t tease him for too long, quickly following your request with reassurance, but what you don’t expect is for him to comply. The hug is awkward and stiff, and people are starting to whisper, but he lets it last for as long as you want. It’s a far cry from how comfortable and clingy he is with you when you’re alone. Still, you hug him back, giggling from how fuzzy you feel. 

↬ You have some mercy on him, though, and you let go of him when you’re sure you have the energy to get through the day. The other students look at you with their mouths agape, but Azul only has his eyes trained on you. He looks so cute and you want to kiss him so bad, but you know he’s not ready for that yet. Instead, you take his hands in yours and squeeze them.

↬ “Thank you for that,” you whisper, and everything’s okay.

Jade Leech

↬ Everyone knows of the Leech twins. Jade is the more rational one of the two, as most would say, and is generally more pleasant yet still more unnerving than his brother. If you play your cards right, then you would never have to deal with him. The general consensus is that he’s intimidating, and you should avoid Jade as much as possible.

↬ But you’ve gotten over all of that, and now you’re one of the people who have earned beyond his tolerance. You’re clingy like Floyd when you’re in private together—hugging and surprising him from behind like a koala, or staying close to him when he’s busy. He never quite reciprocates, but his quiet chuckles and watchful, protective eyes are more than enough for you.

↬ It has never been a problem, or at least, you think it hasn’t. All it takes for you is to see a couple holding hands, happily walking side by side while on an obvious date. Yet here you are, on a supply run for Mostro Lounge that Jade sent you on. When he issued you the task, he hadn’t even offered to come with you! It plants the seeds of doubt in your heart, and you turn your head away from the couple before you start to feel bitter.

↬ Your mind wanders back to what everyone has said about Jade. It’s no secret that he harbors a dangerous side to him, one that toys with people’s emotions until he gets what they need from him. It’s a slippery slope, but you can’t help wondering if you’ve fallen prey to his whims. Are you there to entertain him, or just as an extra hand around the Lounge? Is he going to discard you when he thinks you’ve exhausted your worth?

↬ The downward spiral consumes you faster than you’d like to admit, and you find yourself straying away from him for the time being. Maintaining your composure around him is hard when you’re still unsure of what your relationship means to him, what you mean to him. What has made you giddy before is starting to feel hazy and suffocating and cold now, as though you’re submerged underwater without any chance to breathe.

↬ Your behavior doesn’t escape Jade’s attention. Nothing ever does, but you think that he doesn’t care enough to do anything to remedy it. After all, your constant avoidance must have started to bore him. You think that this is the end, and though the very thought of breaking up with him twists your heart with pain, you will yourself to concede. That’s what you get for ignoring everyone’s words, for staying blind to the warning signs when—

↬ “There you are, my dear,” Jade’s voice breaks you out of your trance. You turn your head so fast that it might’ve given you whiplash, but nothing else seems to matter as he cradles your cheek in his palm. “I thought that maybe you'd forgotten about your promise to create a new blend of tea for the Lounge with me.”

↬  At this moment, you truly lose your composure. Tears bead at the corners of your eyes instead of any anger. Loud, shameful sobs wrack your body, drawing the other students’ attention to the two of you. Some are starting to murmur, and a few of them shake their heads in pity, but the rest are unsurprised. Nothing good can ever come from a Leech twin looking for someone.

↬ Jade, however, is completely taken by surprise. Yes, he has suspected you of avoiding him due to an unseen yet sudden reason, but this? He schools his features into something more placid before approaching you, gently as if you’re a wounded animal. It fails, but when you try to squirm away from him, you find yourself cornered between him and a wall.

↬ “My dear,” he reiterates. When you don’t respond, he takes it upon himself to shelter you from the uninvited audience. Though he looks calm on the outside, he’s already trying to find answers. He wants to send the others a glare, but his focus is solely on you for now. With a tentative hand hovering above your waist, he speaks again. “Oh my, has someone made the mistake of hurting you?”

↬ You choose to concede, muffling your cries into his clothes as he presses his hand against the small of your back. The two of you are hidden from everyone else, but it doesn’t take too much to know what you’re doing. You wrap your arms around him, blinking away your tears as he whispers reassuring words to you. There’s still a lot to unpack between the two of you, but for now, you’re content with this.

Floyd Leech

↬ Floyd, whether you’re close to him or not, will get physical with you. It only makes sense for his behavior to amplify tenfold whenever he’s around you, but his touches are laced with something else. You accept them wholeheartedly, returning his hugs and squeezes whenever you can. 

↬ It’s a common sight to see the two of you attached at the hip around the campus. No matter who’s around, or what’s happening, you always gravitate towards each other. Sometimes, you make the first move and surprise him with a hug, and he’d always accept. Your receptiveness to him matches his energy, and it only makes him want to hug you tighter and never let you go.

↬ His brother tells you about the tenderness Floyd displays only scarcely, seen in the way he visits you or him in your classrooms to chat. Or in the way he shields you from the sharp edges of doors and tables with his hand. Or in the way he pulls you closer to him when the hallways get a little crowded (not that he needs it; the students always give you a wide berth whenever he’s passing by). 

↬ They’re all the subtle things, the ones no one would really notice unless they were looking for them. But you do, and you love them all. It’d be selfish to ask for more, especially when you know how fickle your boyfriend can get. You make sure to respect his boundaries and mood swings when they do happen, but he always goes back to you in the end. However, another side of you wants to tease his loyalty to you for a bit.

↬ At first, you ask him to accompany you to places. Sam’s shop, the cafeteria, the botanical garden—everywhere. He calls it an adventure with you, but you know the gears are already turning in his head with each place you go to. Though all of his remarks are playful and teasing, you can hear the suspicion in them. You try to assuage them with words of affirmation, but you know he still thinks something is up.

↬ The next thing you make him do is show him things you want to do, whether it be through private messages on Magicam or hinting at him in person. You send him pictures of cute cafes on the app, telling him “how wonderful it would be to have a date here.” You’re also starting to feel bad for him at this point, and though you want to tell him the truth behind your actions, you don’t need to.

↬ The charade doesn’t last too long, with him pouting when you arrive at the Octavinelle dorm. The dorm’s lounge isn’t too full with people, but the others scamper to somewhere else when you and Floyd arrive. The only ones left are the ones who don’t care enough to run, making brief eye contact with you before looking away. Your boyfriend drags you to one of the couches and effectively pins you down to them.

↬ “Angelfish, I’m starting to wonder if you’re trying to tell me something,” Floyd says with a dangerous glint to his eyes. You’re certain that he could never hurt you, but you still throw your hands up in defeat and sigh. 

↬ “I just wanted to tease you for a bit, Floyd,” you tell him. Your hands itch to hug him, but you peer at the couches behind him and see some students glaring at your brazen position. Instead, you keep your arms to yourself and attempt to gently guide him off you. As expected, he doesn’t budge until you explain better. “... or maybe I just wanted you to be more, uh, lovey-dovey with me.”

↬ You quickly mutter the last part, but your boyfriend hears you loud and clear. The doubt on his face clears up, replaced by enthusiasm, as he tackles you onto the couch. Instead of moving back to his room, you seem to have exacerbated the situation. Azul would surely scold the two of you later for being so bold in a public space, but you can’t defend yourself against the onslaught of kisses Floyd peppers on you. 

↬ “You should have just told me, Angelfish!” he says, cradling your cheek in his palm before slotting his lips against yours. A student from the lounge makes a choked sound, reminding you once again that you aren’t the only people here, but Floyd continues with his ministrations. “Were my squeezes not enough? Did you want me to mark you up for all the world to see, too?”

↬ “W-Wait, Floyd, not here!”

OK SO LIKE

platonic headcannons for zhongli with a reader who has social anxiety and he takes on a kind of older brother role for them?

(thank you in advance if you decide to write it ily ((platonic))

Ohhh that sounds like it'd be a joy to write! I'm currently not home and on a short vacation at the moment, so it may take longer then usual to complete this request.. But I will definitely get started on it when I get back to my home!

Thank you for your request, ilyt /p! ^^

⭒ Ayato Reassuring you When you Come out as Asexual/Bi ⭒

⭒ Request:

⭒ Genre: Comfort.

⭒ Word Count: 951.

You breathed out another distressed sigh as you swirled your fingers in the otherwise still crystal water. Creating ripples with each sway of your hand that ventured off to the side, only to be extinguished seconds later. Meanwhile, your mind was all over the place. You’d arrived at the Yashiro Commission five minutes earlier then you planned to attempt to calm your nerves. Keyword, attempt. 

By now it’s been four minutes and your mind still runs in a frenzied mess. One half of your mind told you Ayato would love and accept you no matter what. But the other half had a small doubt that he would find you weird and distance himself. Placing your hands on either side of your head you clenched your eyes shut to silence your thoughts. 

Huffing out your millionth sigh in the past five minutes your hands returned to their previous positions as you stared down at the water. Well, more at the ground before the water began because if you’d been staring at the reflective water, you would’ve seen the figure standing beside you beforehand. 

“My, you must truly be out of it today.” Came Ayato’s smooth sultry voice from beside you.

Feeling rather startled you instantly looked up at him, locking eyes with those ever pleasant periwinkle hues. You coughed out a greeting of surprise before standing up and quickly brushing yourself off. Opening your mouth you looked down at the ground as you spoke. “Ah.. Ayato, can we maybe go inside to talk?” 

You heard the male hum for a second before leaning in close to you. His breath fanning over your ear as he spoke. “Why, is there someone following you?” 

“Oh no no, nothing like that!” You waved your hands in front of you before speaking once more. “I would just much rather talk about... this... inside.”

“As you wish.” He responded as he grabbed your hand and calmly lead you inside. 

At the moment you were thankful for his unusually compliant nature. Usually your response would have warranted at least a few teases before he complied. But it would seem Ayato has a way of reading your emotions like an open book. 

Upon entering the doors of the Yashiro Comission, you suddenly felt the same feeling of doubt and worry swarm your thoughts. As he led you to his usual sitting place, he took a seat as you hesitated. As soon as he’d released your hand you began nervously toying with your fingers in an attempt to calm yourself. When you seated yourself you were surprised to near instantly feel a hand grab one of yours again. 

“You’re very nervous today,” Ayato commented. “Please do share what’s troubling you.” 

You simply nodded as you attempted to say something but nothing came out. You began to feel the faint welling of tears surfacing in your eyes as your entire world seemed to come crashing down at this very moment. “I.. well.. It’s sort of.. I mean..” 

“Hey,” Ayato said in response to your nervous jumble of words. “Calm down. Relax, my love. Take a deep breath and you can tell me what’s the matter. We have all day as I usually block out my schedule when you come to meet me.” 

Your eyes would’ve widened in surprise at his last sentence, but you were much too worried about your current situation to comment right now. Taking in a deep breath you squeezed Ayato’s hand before speaking. “I need you to promise me something, Ayato.” 

“Hmm?” Ayato tilted his head to the side, urging you to go on.

“Can you promise me that you will love me no matter what I’m about to tell you.” You responded, searching his eyes. 

His expression turned into one of surprise as he slowly began to smile, eyes turning into small crescents. “What kind of question is that, love? Of course I promise to love you always.” 

Upon hearing his response your nerves eased a little. Deciding that it was now or never, you took this chance. “Ayato, I identity as Asexual and Bisexual.” 

Ayato seemed to pause for a second before speaking once more. “Okay.. You’ll have to tell me what that means as I’m not very well versed in those terms.” 

Your eyes widen at his calm response. You suck in another breath to calm yourself before speaking again. “Well, being asexual means that you experience little to no sexual attraction to other people. And being Bisexual means that I’m attracted to both.. male and female.” 

A moment of silence was all you heard after. Your nerves beginning to take over again, but quickly being extinguished by a soft chuckle from Ayato. “This was what you were so worried about?” 

Your eyes widen at his comment, “W.. what?” 

He squeezed your hand again before smiling. “That doesn’t change anything. I loved you before, and I still love you now. I love you to the moon and back. Something like that could never turn me away because I will love and support you no matter what.” 

That was all you needed. 

Tears that had been welling up in your eyes overtime began to fall in a stream down your cheeks. Standing up from your side of the table, you near instantly ran over to Ayato and tackled him onto the floor. Hugging him as hard as you possibly could, you cried tears of pure bliss. All the while, he lovingly returned your embrace and softly stroked your hair. Offering small words of praise and reassurance. 

“Please, never hesitate to tell me things like that. Because no matter what, I will still see you as my one and only love in this world.”

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⭒ Note: Thank you so much for your request! I actually really enjoyed writing this and found it to be quite nice! :D

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Emoji Indicators: 

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⭒ Angst 🌧️

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Genshin Impact:

Modern day Cliche - Albedo ☀️

Reassuring you when you come out as Ace/Bi - Ayato Kamisato   ⚡

Electrifying Awakening - Scaramouche 🌧️

In the Fray - Scaramouche ☀️

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Demon Slayer: 

Better Ruined ten Times - Sabito ☀️

Cuddling With Sabito Headcannons - ☀️ 

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Hypnosis Mic 

Overworked; Underpaid, Comedy; Duo? - Sasara Nurude ☀️⚡

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Disney Twisted Wonderland 

Sympathetic Solace - Jade Leech + Floyd Leech ⚡

Just a Nickname; Plus More - Malleus Draconia  ☀️

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Cuddling With Sabito Headcannons

Word Count: 282

Genre: Fluff ☀️

Request: 𝘊𝘢𝘯 𝘐 𝘳𝘦𝘲𝘶𝘦𝘴𝘵 𝘦𝘪𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘤𝘢𝘯𝘰𝘯𝘴 𝘰𝘳 𝘢 𝘴𝘤𝘦𝘯𝘢𝘳𝘪𝘰 𝘰𝘧 𝘚𝘢𝘣𝘪𝘵𝘰 𝘤𝘶𝘥𝘥𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘴/𝘰, 𝘱𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘦?

This man.. let me tell you.. He’s so amazing. 

He will cuddle with you whenever you want. Day? Night? Afternoon? Dusk? All of it is a yes. 

He will make sure you feel better if you’ve had a bad day or are struggling with something in your life right now. If not, he’ll still make you feel happy or fulfilled afterwards. 

He’s down for pretty much anything, and he won’t admit it but he loves to be the little spoon. He feels safe in your arms and absolutely adores you. 

He’s also a huge tease, so don’t expect to walk out of this once you’ve dug your own grave. 

WILL whisper in your ear because he knows you love his voice. 

Kisses planted on your neck and jawline. He loves evoking a reaction out of you, thinks it’s the cutest shit ever.

Oh also, did I mention how he secretly worships you? Well, he does. 

He’ll never admit to much of it though cause he’s got a thing about showing lots of weakness.. But he loves you for you. 

Makes sure to show extra attention to the things you say you hate about yourself to prove to you that HE loves them. 

Him being him would say things like:

“You’re so beautiful/gorgeous/handsome, and you’re all mine.” 

“I should be training right now, but I suppose I can make time for you.”

“For every hour we’re laying here, is a three round battle against me, you know.” 

“You’re the only one I’ll ever let see me like this.” 

“You belong in my arms at this point.. So perfect for me.” 

So... yeah.. Overall, you’ll definitely enjoy yourself, and he will too!

Hope you enjoyed! This was my first time taking a request on this platform and writing headcannons, so hopefully it was to your satisfaction!

© Aruchemihq - 2022

Electrifying Awakening

Word Count: 1053.

Genre: I honestly wouldn’t really consider this angst, more thriller I guess. But yes, angst.

“Oh stop running, you’re always so dramatic!” You heard his voice yell through the trees, followed by a shrill maniac laugh. 

Your shoes splattered with mud and dirt due to the pouring rain. Arms littered with cuts from the pointed vines you’d pushed through in an attempt to escape the sixth harbinger. Your heartbeat was pounding so hard you could feel it pulsing in your head. Adrenaline rushed through your body as you jumped over fallen branches and pushed through the dense forest. 

Your hand found its way to your eyes as you vigorously rubbed them, attempting to rid your corneas of the crystal rain water and tears that blurred your vision. The pounding of the soles of your shoes slamming against the ground was the only thing you could listen to in your escape. 

As your glossy eyes darted up towards the dark purple sky you saw bolts of bright purple lightening dart through the clouds. Rain poured into your orbs as you shielded your face with one of your hands. 

Suddenly, you felt yourself tripping forward as you were met with a hard thwack to the face. However, due to the adrenaline still coursing through you, you felt nothing at all. Using your trembling hands your pushed yourself up and quickly sat behind the base of a large tree. 

Pushing your head back against the bark, you covered your mouth with both hands as you clenched your eyes shut. 

You could hear the soft steps of the harbinger nearing closer as you shivered all over in pure fear and anxiety. 

“Oh? Where have you gone now?” He called, smirk apparent in his voice. 

The sound of a quiet buzz filled your senses as you opened your eyes, scared to look anywhere but in front of you. A blur in your vision occurred and within the next second the tree in front of you had been charred black, causing you to jump and let out a small yelp. Pushing your knees further against your chest you tried to calm your beating heart. 

Your lungs, going into overdrive as you heaved in small portions of air only to release them seconds later. You could feel a sharp pain in your chest every time you did so. But, you couldn’t find it in yourself to care, after all facing the wrath of Scaramouche would be ten times worse.

You could invision yourself being strapped to a wooden chair as the harbinger stood in front of you, his glare making you feel small and insignificant. His hands on either side of your head as electricity threatened to pulse through his hands every time you said something he didn’t like. Thinking he would be anymore lenient with you simply because you worked as part of his leagues was a foolish choice.

In fact, the more you came to know Scaramouche and got to know him, the rougher he’d been with the shock treatments. This type of treatment had been used to drive rules and standards into all members of the Fatui that had been a lower class than Harbinger. The sixth harbinger had been the one to lead all of sessions, of course, since he was just the right amount of sadistically insane to do so. 

You felt your heartbeat came to a halt as your eyes lingered on the sight of the charred and burned tree, now spilt in half and fallen to the side. The rain pelted your skin, your breath halting in your throat.  

All footsteps had ceased and your anxiety suddenly spiked. He knew where you were. He had to have known. He was going to kill you with how much rage he’d built up. 

“Oh well, seems like I made a mistake, but I’ll find you eventually.” Came his voice, mere feet away from your current hiding spot. 

Upon hearing his footsteps pick up again, you let out a quick sigh your eyes fluttering closed one again. 

After a few moments you quietly stood up as you looked to your right, making sure he wasn’t there. Taking a step forward you were instantly pulled back, slammed into the tree as your eyes darted to the left. There he stood, the sixth harbinger, his hand roughly gripping your forearm as you felt a sting run through your body. 

You let out a scream as you attempted to thrash out of his grip, but he wasn’t having any of it. He’d brought up his other hand as a harsh slap across your face was delivered, small volts of electricity stinging your skin. 

“You really thought you could get away from me.” He laughed out as he took hold of your other arm, slamming you into the tree again. “You are a fool.”

“Let go of me Scaramouche!” You yelled, resuming your attempts to break free of his iron grip. 

He let a sadistic chuckle as his eyes locked with yours, their purple hues almost glowing in the dim light of the forest. Two unbearably painful bolts of electricity jolted through your body causing you to cease your attempt to escape and let out a helpless scream. 

You felt him remove one of his hands as it was placed beneath your jaw. He tilted your face towards his as he gave you a terrifying smile, “It would seem you need to be disciplined again.” 

--

You jolted up, placing your hands over your beating heart, and looked around the room. You were in your bed, the plush covers lightly brushing against your legs. 

“It was.. It was just a dream.” You spoke quietly. 

Eyes quickly darting to the side you caught sight of the peaceful image that was Scaramouche, asleep of course. One of the only times you’ll ever get to see the sixth harbinger seemingly as at peace as he was right now. 

Lowering your hands, you let out a sigh as you shook your head. Returning to your previous position you pulled the covers back up over your chest. Staring at the ceiling you felt your eyes grow heavy once more. For some reason, you ignored the rather subtle pain in your arms and closed your eyes. 

However, what you hadn’t been able to see in the dim light of the room, was the large and terrifying smile that was splayed on Scaramouche’s lips.

© Aruchemihq - 2022

Can I request either headcanons or a scenario of Sabito cuddling with his s/o, please?

Of course, just give me about one or two days and I'll have that out for you. ^^

i see your requests are open? i’ve got a bit of a request for you! if you’re willing to write it that is-

ayato (genshin) comforting reader when they come out to him as asexual/bi (comfort for me lol)

Wait I'd actually love to write that- I may not be the best at capturing Ayato's personality, but I can certainly try! I'll probably start working on it by tomorrow, thanks for the request :D