short kissing headcannons w some of my favorite anemo boys :]
kazuhaβs kisses are probably just the softest. a mix between expected and unexpected, depending on how heβs feeling and what reactions he wants from you.
would so gracefully pull you in and set his lips lightly on yours, only deepening it when you step up.
gently rubs your back or plays with your hair while kissing you, absolutely loving the way you fit in his arms. <3
(definitely makes poetry or music based off of your interactions)
ventiβs playful. heβd sneak up behind you to scare you only to kiss you on the lips when you whip your head around to see who grabbed your back.
will climb you like a koala when he wants to just be near you on stressful days or when heβs had a few drinks just to kiss and hug you tightly.
and when heβs in his barbatos form? he will absolutely trap you with his wings and coddle you all day (or the other way around, he doesnβt mind). <3
xiaoβs naturally curious about the different ways you could kiss your significant other and how youβd react if he did them with you.
always nervous to kiss you on the lips; oftentimes leaving small, fleeting pecks of affection which arenβt enough for the both of you. his first time doing it made him disappear immediately afterwards, the embarrassment being too much for him until you summoned him back (he definitely subconsciously smiled when he was gone though).
will eventually grow into the habit of kissing you longer, but youβll have to be the one to lead first. <3
scaramoucheβs kisses are unbelievably soft at first. itβs like heβs afraid heβs going to damage your lips or something. he eventually gets used to being more rougher, though (with a lil coaxing).
he may be mean, but heβs gentle handling you. and despite his initial reactions, he loves it when you ruffle his hair and kiss all over his face (ESPECIALLY when heβs feeling sensitive).
you always seem to make his mean shtik fade away with one kiss to his lipsβ seriously, he really wonders how you do that. <3
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Warnings: established relationship, suggestive in Venti's part, no pronouns used for the reader
A/n: hello lovely people! I hope you enjoy! Alsooo would anyone be interested in maybe a spicy pt 2?
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Venti
After Venti's performance, in front of the Barbados statue, you offered to buy your bard a drink to celebrate, he was almost too delighted to accept.
Venti and you walked, your arms hooked together, heading towards his favorite tavern. He hummed happily to a song he played Just moments ago, loving every praise that escaped your lips.Β " I'm truly delighted you liked my performance, I would have played more but the sisters only approved so many" Venti whined, you bothΒ finally reaching the familiar building. "After you Barbados" You said holding the door to Angel share open for him. Venti stood there frozen, the breeze even seized for a moment before he blinked, his still face turning to a smile as he walked into the rustic atmosphere.
" Oh windblumeΒ the only time I want you to call me that is when you're screaming it for me." Venti beamed innocently, his comment far from it. "Screaming it? you're in front of me? Why would I have to scream it to you? ...." Your face went completely red realizing what he meant "VENTI?!"
"Ehe oh now It's venti? Aww but you loved saying your God's name, so why don't you keep going? Don't tell me you're all embarrassed now" Venti's smirk grew, leaning in closer to your face. "Nope I think I'm good! Speaking of I totally forgot I definitely have things to do! please enjoy your drink and I will see you later" You laugh nervously turning on your heels.
" what you're leaving already!? Windblume! Wait" Venti pouted, hugging you from behind before you could leave. "Don't you think you're getting out of it later, I want everyone to hear how devoted you are to Barbados" He whispered in your ear, his breath against your neck, before retracting himself away waving. "Farewell my windblume until we meet again" He bowed, returning to a stool at the bar.
You left a stunned, embarrassed mess. You knew you only had a few more hours untilΒ that god was coming for you.
Xiao
Xiao heard you were setting off for the next part of your journey and agreed to accompany you to the border of Liyue for protection,β¦definitely not because he wanted to spend more time with you, especially before you leave again. Xiao took care of every enemy in your path, not letting you get your hands dirty for a second, he handled them so swiftly you found no need to stop walking.
The air became thick as you reached the last bit of land, to break the silence you began your goodbyes. Xiao pulled out his polearm, completely jumping over you attacking a group of treasure hoarders who was waiting for you to be alone.Β
He left the mob running, removing his mask letting out a sigh, as he stood straight "the rest of the trail should be safe, if you run into trouble all you need do is call me" he spoke turning towards you.Β "You really are my hero, Alatus" As soon as the name escapes your lips Xiao stares at you a little bit too long for your comfort, his eyes dilating before you finally decide to break the silence again.
"Are you..um okay?" You tilted your head thinking you might have broken your adeptus. "...yes i'm fine, goodbye." he cleared his throat putting away his polearm walking back towards the inn.
Β " Wait Xiao, do you not like it!?" You quickly tail behind, abandoning your sense of adventure, him peaking your interest.
"You may call me whatever you wish" Xiao spoke avoiding eye contactΒ . "Yes general Alatus!" He stiffened his cheeks puffing.
"Keep it down.Β use it as you please, but my feelings towards the name are a bit....complicated" xiao huffed. "Oh, alright, I just thought it was really pretty ever since you told me" you said still very clearly following, seeing him stop in his tracks. "You're going the wrong way, aren't you leaving?" he crossed his arms, coming up with a vague idea of what you wanted. Xiao walked closer, laying a soft kiss on your cheek. "You better hurry, I want you to find shelter before dark...stay safe y/n" With those words he disappeared without a trace.
The yaksha watched you from a high tree as you left, his face heating up your voice replaying in his head saying one word. "Alatus."
Scaramoche
Scaramouche and you traveled around Tyvat, he loved wondering with you, you made his world much brighter than how he used to see it. It was only so long before you both took a visit to Inazuma.
Most of the trip he seemed on edge, but as time went on Scaramoche became more comfortable in the scenery he used to reside. So there you were staring at scaramoche in awe, him only more beautiful with the backdrop of the morning trees.
Scara expected evey lavender melon he picked before putting it in the basket for dinner. His face was soft, innocent looking almost."Kunikuzushi" His face tensed hearing the old name that used to belong to him. "what did you just call me?" He cut you off almost immediately before a word could escape his lips."tch Nevermind that He's gone. There's no use in using that name anymore he was naive, weak. Just a waste of existen-"
"Stop talking about him like that!" You yell even shocking yourself before continuing. "H-he was a gentle wanderer who didn't deserve what happened to him.. I just wish he would have obtained his true happiness not sorrow and pain" Scara stared at you in a haze conflicted with his feelings before replying.
" how annoyingβ¦do you really believe thatβ¦nonsense he has it now so why even pity him. It's just a waste of time and meaningless emotions"
Your eyes lit up from his words " Scara are you admitting you're happy with me?!" you beamed, him on the other hand, was acting nonchalantΒ crossing his arms." think what you want. I'm bored of this conversation just pick the lavender melons" he said narrowing his eyes, an annoyed sigh escaping his lips.
"Ok ok on it! Oh and I'm glad you're happy now, Kunikuzushi" For a moment you could've sworn you saw the puppet's cheeks grow red before he continued, refusing to look at you. " whatever."
a/n : this is pretty much just that dancing scene from Enola Holmes II but itβs you and Heizou. the ending may be a tad rushed.
notes/warnings : Enola Holmes au, fluff? subtle(?) fluff, no physical description of reader but theyβre implied to be dancing the feminine part, [Name] instead of Y/N, mutual pining, dancing, no confession, just. Tension?(????) I think?? enjoy reading!
βWhβ¦ You know Iβve been able to dance since I was little, right?β He was physically taken aback at your blunt request - no, order. You offered a very forced, sweet smile in return.
βGood! I was worried youβd be a terrible teacher.β You march towards him assertively before he stops you by your shoulders.
β[Name], what are you doing here?β He sighs. You knew it wouldnβt be this easy. For what you and him have been through with your first ever case, you got to know him better than anyone. Probably more than his family, even. He tended to prefer his solitude at home as well, didnβt he?
A crucial thing you learned from him was that he was quite stubborn, and always questioned your ideas.
β’β’β’
βYou need to get off this boat, now.β You tell him firmly.
βWhat?β
βThere is a group of men searching for you at this very second. Theyβre trying to get you off this vessel.β You recall the well-dressed Fatui officers who didnβt seem the least bit interested in their destination or keeping to their own cabin as you walked towards your own. He seems unfazed by your revelation.
βHuh. Seems like my intuition was right after all.β He chuckles to himself. You feel your frustration flaring up at the urgency of the situation, an imminent danger looming over his head, both of your heads. And here he was, acting nonchalant about it. Your brows furrow.
βWell, my intuition is telling me that you will be hurt, or dead if you stay here any longer. Youβre coming with me, Mr. Shikanoin.β You grab a hold of his arm and try to lead him out of the cabin, but he stands his ground and pries himself from your grasp. He narrows his eyes at the mention of his name.
βIβm not going anywhere, stranger. Whether you think I am in danger, or not.β He crossed his arms. You give up. You donβt have the time to deal with someone like him, and if you stay any longer, youβd have matching headstones with him.
βHave it your way then.β
β’β’β’
Memories of his bruised and tired self amidst a fight that you had interrupted flash in your mind. The waters below rapidly nearing you next.
The waves tenderly nudging your tired body ashore third.
And the moment you reluctantly part from each other the first time.
You realize you can confide in him what you are doing.
βIβm looking for a murderer.
β¦
And it is crucial for me to investigate here.β
βWith a dance?β He stifles his laughter.
βPlease, Heizou.β
He looks off to the side for a moment of mild apprehension. You are almost certain he is going to refuse, when-
βHold your back straight.β He says. You straighten your back as if a string were pulling you from your spine to the sky. He adjusts his stance in front of you.
βNow Iβll place my hand here,β he holds his left hand out for you, and you follow him, putting your hand on his delicately.
βand here.β He moves his other hand from your shoulder to your waist.
You try to stand as still as humanly possible.
βHold your arm out.β He instructs, guiding your free arm out to the side elegantly.
βGood.β He smiles gently, putting his hand back on your waist in preparation.
βNow, I will lead, and you will follow.β
βThat seems like a poor idea.β
He ignores your comment.
βFace over my shoulder.β You lift your chin up towards his right shoulder. He takes a deep breath before continuing.
βAnd nowβ¦one, two, three.β His steps guide your own in a tight rhythmic pattern across the tile floor.
βOne, two, three.β He murmurs repeatedly, your steps synchronizing with his own and his voice. He pauses his counting.
βGood.β He says. He starts leading you around the room with the same steps, drawing circles around the room and spinning around each other occasionally, like gears.
βYouβveβ¦changed a bit since we last spoke.β He thinks aloud.
β¦two, three, one, two, three.
βBut youβve been all over, havenβt you?β
One, two, three.
βIβve noticed you, everywhere. Why have you been following me?β
He had a hunch what the correct answer was, but chose not to press you further.
The steps were now flowing freely without thought, so you push your focus on your dance to the back of your mind to respond.
βIve just been keeping an eye on you, in case you get yourself into any more trouble. Such as, nearly getting thrown overboard-β
β[Name]-β
β-you cannot be trusted to take care of yourself.β You conclude defensively. Your dance stops and breaks apart.
βIβm much stronger now, you know.β He says. You lightly scoff at him.
βAnd yet youβre still as stubborn as usual.β You turn to walk away, but he maintains a hold of your hand to pull you back towards him.
βAnd the trouble I find myself in is much easier to handle now.β He states, his eyes looking firmly at your own. He then slowly blinks, relaxing, and he takes a hold of your waist again.
βNow come on.β He began leading you into the dance once more.
βOne, two, three,β
One, two, three.
βOne, two, thr- Look into my eyes.β He interjects. You look up at him carefully.
βThe rhythm is always there.β
βOne, two, three.β
βI never understood why dancing was required for me.β He says, while you spin around together.
βThe idea that I was expected to dance with anyone should the opportunity present itself.β He sways you around beside him.
βBut, I guess youβre not just anyone.β He admits, and you feel like cupid has shot an arrow at your heart. He turns you around, making it so your arms were crossed in front of you.
He then lets go of your hands to twirl himself.
βFeel it?β He asks. You feel as if youβre in a trance, and youβre hyper aware of the still quiet flowing through the room, save for your dancing and voices.
βI can.β You nod. No witty comeback, no jabs at his chest. The two of you fall back into motion with each other, turning and stepping around the room. You let yourself lean a bit closer to him and move your left hand onto his left shoulder for support before moving back to twirl. Then back in again. Heizou smiles,
βGoodβ¦β
The air around you feels tense, but your body still feels as loose as ever while you dance with him.
βYou dance well.β He compliments you.
βPerhaps I have a good teacher.
I must admit, a bit better than I expected.β He laughs lightly at your response. Silence falls over you two again.
Step back, twirl, back in. Keep going.
Your eyes, like theyβre glued to his, keep looking back at them. Those olive eyes entrance you as you keep twirling away, only to come back once again. Your every action is in synch with his; you know the dance by heart. No, not your heart. Itβs preoccupied at the moment with something else.
He is looking at you carefully. This cautiousness then shifts to a subtle tenderness, and you suddenly feel like youβre melting. Was it from his warm hands? But you didnβt have time to ponder the thought for long.
Vigorous knocking on the door awakens the two of you from your trance. You both freeze and stare at each other for a moment, then scurry to grab your belongings. You look over to him to see if heβs alright, and see him do a strange gesture towards you with a stray fan on the vanity.
βWhat did that mean? T-The fan motion.β Youβre suddenly very nervous and want to leave as soon as possible. He grins.
βYouβll learn.β
You rush to leave the room as you try to think of a cover story for the lineup you are absolutely sure is outside. You open the door and dust yourself off in front of the people.
βExcuse the wait, but my good friend here had a ripped seam on his attire.β The people in line give you strange looks, which follow you and Heizou out of the hallway. As you walk down the stairs towards the dance floor, you try to shake the scene that had just occurred from your mind. Well, except for what he taught you. You refocus your mind on your investigation, and pay close attention to the people around the room.
a/n: after writing this I realized that it would really fit Kazuha, since heβs from a noble family yet still connected with nature, much like Tewksbury in the films. But the detective themes held me on to writing Heizou instead lol.
