#moze x reader

⚘ A small token of our love (Yandere)

⚘ Not yet time to say goodbye

C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)

His cum has a mild salty flavor and is a bit thick.

Moze prefers to use a condom to avoid making a mess and generally avoids pouring his seed on your face or other body parts, though if you’re really into being covered in his cum, he’ll entertain you. He makes sure you’re properly cleaned up afterwards.

As for your slick, Moze doesn’t mind getting it on himself since it’s yours. He’ll let himself get as dirty as necessary if it means making you feel good.

D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

Before you became a couple, there was a time when Moze walked into your room to ask for an important document. Unfortunately for him, you were in the shower at the time so he was left to search for it on his own.

However, the bathroom door opened before he could find it, and you walked out wrapped in a towel. Out of instinct, Moze quickly turned invisible and slinked off to an inconspicuous corner of the room, heart pounding quickly in his chest. He didn’t know why he felt the need to hide because it’s not like he was doing something nefarious in your room, but a part of him worried you would get the wrong impression if you saw him there, and he really didn’t want you to think badly of him.

The assassin didn’t look in your direction while you waltzed around the room, gathering a change of clothes but his face was flushed scarlet simply from knowing what you were doing. He respected your privacy and remained looking at the wall, not wanting to stare at you like some kind of pervert while praying you wouldn’t discover him. Thankfully, you remained unaware of his presence up until you left the room, and Moze used the first opportunity he could to escape.

He tried really hard to put the event out of his memory because it was a huge source of embarrassment for him and will never admit it happened (unless you somehow find out and press him, to which he will confess to everything while dying inside).

E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)

Moze has no experience whatsoever. Absolutely none. The man hasn’t even kissed anyone before. He’s got a general idea of how sex works, but up until getting together with you, he used to view it in a very scientific way. In his mind, it was just a process that led to the creation of children instead of something that a couple could do purely for the sake of fun and pleasure.

He didn’t even imagine having sex with someone one day, so when the possibility of being that intimate with you surfaced, Moze was at a loss. The first time you have sex might be a bit awkward and full of little hiccups because he isn’t too sure about what to do. He knows the general process, but it’s the details and intimacy that he struggles with.

After your first time, Moze does research on bedroom skills so he can improve for next time and pays rapt attention to any directions you give him. He’s invested in making the experience a good one for you and becomes intimately familiar with all the ways you like being pleased.

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)

Moze enjoys sex against the wall. Pinning you against the wall with his body with one of your legs hooked around his waist is usually his go-to position, though he also enjoys lifting you by the hips so you can wrap both legs around him. He’s strong enough to support your weight for the entire duration of the lovemaking.

Despite his shyness at showing his face to you during coupling, Moze really likes positions where he can easily see your face. Cowgirl and missionary are some of his favorites for this reason. He likes seeing your face because it makes sex more intimate for him, plus it helps him gauge how good he’s making you feel. He also does variations of missionary, such as hiking one or both of your legs onto his shoulders or pressing your knees to your chest for a deeper penetration.

G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)

Despite his serious demeanor, Moze is unintentionally goofy. He might recite a sex fact or a lame joke he read online with the most serious tone of voice and expression all while trying to please you and ruin the mood. He means well, but some of the things he says are so unexpected that they can be unintentionally funny (or cringy).

H = Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)

He clean shaves to keep that area orderly. If he did keep hair, then it would be regularly trimmed short and the same shade of gray as his hair.

I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)

Due to his upbringing, Moze never learned how to be open with his feelings or how to accept love and care, so he struggles with this in his life. Sex is no different.

Being expressive and affectionate is foreign to him because he learned to restrain his emotions, so he doesn’t shower you with odes of love and flowery compliments. He expresses his love for you in a different way. It manifests in eye contact during sex, pressing his body closer to yours until you’re practically flush together, holding your hand, and leaving a simple but lingering kiss on your lips after the act. Once he learns to open up more, Moze incorporates long and deep kisses into your lovemaking and holds you tighter to him, as if he is a man starved for you.

Even without the physical cues, the fact you are allowed to see him at his most vulnerable speaks volumes to how much he trusts and loves you.

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

If he needs to de-stress, Moze usually cleans to clear his mind, but on rare occasions, he masturbates to relieve tension. He feels a bit dirty afterwards, especially due to how messy masturbating can be, so he doesn’t do it often. However, after he fell in love with you, he was embarrassed to discover his thoughts strayed to you when he masturbated. It was never anything too lewd, mostly images of how flattering your body looked in that nice top you once wore, or the way your pants hugged your legs, or imagining it was your hand instead of his pumping along his hardness. Moze is usually good at being very quiet when masturbating, but when his thoughts stray to you, he lets out breathy gasps and even a moan when he climaxes.

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

Moze is pretty vanilla. Even if he had a wealth of sexual experience, his kinks would still be tame. He likes your legs, so anything that highlights their shape would appeal to him. Short skirts, shorts, and thigh-highs are just some of the things he likes seeing you in. He’s also a fan of seeing you dress up in flattering lingerie. It doesn’t even have to be sexy, just something cute that flatters your figure will have him thinking you’re beautiful and make him eager to feel your body.

Adding on his love for your legs, Moze is into thigh sex. If you’re okay with it, he would like to bury his cock between the flesh of your thighs. The squeeze of your soft thighs around him is both an erotic sight and sensation for him.

Moze also enjoys cosplay. He likes it when you wear something both sexy and cute, like a maid outfit or cat ears. He thinks you look tantalizing dressed up like that. If you ask, he’s willing to dress up for you as well. Stuff like formal/business wear, butler suits, glasses, a doctor coat, etc… are alright with him, though more provocative outfits like bunny suits would be too embarrassing for him to wear. Don’t ask Moze to roleplay, though. He’s not good at it.

Other kinks he’s into are body worship and praise. Once he grows comfortable with sex, Moze worships your body with his hands and lips, kissing and caressing every part of you because he genuinely appreciates your figure and the fact he’s lucky enough to call you his. Receiving the same affection on his own body will make him feel conflicted at first. As mentioned previously, Moze was deprived of love and affection when he was young, so receiving it feels foreign to him. If you take it slow and ease him into the experience, he will let you pamper his body and find a strange sense of enjoyment from it. If you combine your reverent touches with some praise, he will be deeply touched (more on this in Wild Card).

L = Location (favorite places to do the do)

Strictly at home. Moze doesn’t feel comfortable having sex anywhere else. In terms of locations in the house, he’s fine with almost anywhere, though he does favor the bathtub and bed.

M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

Moze is a simple man. If he sees you in revealing clothing or things like swimsuits/lingerie, he grows flustered and pops a boner. Teasing or directly expressing your interest in having sex with him is another thing that easily gets Moze going. Feeling desired by you in an instant turn-on for him.

One other thing that gets him going is seeing you pleasure yourself. Whether he stumbles upon you by accident, or you purposely play with yourself to seduce him, Moze won’t be able to resist such an erotic sight. He’ll want to join in and help you get off, but only if you allow him. Seeing you feel good makes him feel good in turn.

N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

Sharing is a no-no. You’re very special to Moze, and he hopes he’s equally as special to you as you are to him, so having sex with a third party ruins the illusion of your special relationship. Plus, he doesn’t want anyone other than you to see him in such a vulnerable state. He also doesn’t like the idea of sex in public places because he’s a very private person by nature.

Losing control over his body scares him, so Moze dislikes things like bondage and blindfolding. He’ll entertain you if you want that done to you, but he’s not comfortable with having it done to him. He also finds watersports gross.

Moze also refuses to get rough with or degrade you. He doesn’t want to hurt you and won’t find it enjoyable to do so. Another thing he doesn’t do is roleplay, but it’s less because he dislikes it and more because he sucks at it.

O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

The first time you gave Moze a blowjob, he was caught by surprise due to how good it felt. His knees felt weak, and he had to fight to reign in his desire to orgasm right then and there. It was probably one of the few times when you heard him let out a loud, strangled moan and saw his reserved expression crumble into a pleasured one. The sensation of having his dick sucked for the first time was new and intense, which is why it had such a strong impact on him. Moze comes to love receiving blowjobs even though he’s too awkward to openly ask for them. There’s something erotic about watching you work your mouth over him, though he tends to avert his gaze out of fear of cumming too quickly from the sight.

When it comes to eating you out, Moze may lack experience, but he makes up for it with enthusiasm. He desires to make you feel good, so he gives it his all in learning all the spots that drive you wild. He pays rapt attention to your guidance in how you like to be eaten out and relies on your feedback and moans to tell him which pressure and speed you enjoy most. Moze quickly memorizes how you best like to feel his tongue in your pussy, which speed and pressure of flicks you enjoy against your clit, and the suction which makes you moan loudest.

If you squirm a lot due to his ministrations, Moze will pin your hips down, so you won’t interfere with his task. He won’t stop until he makes you orgasm, though if you tug at his hair and say it’s too much for you, he’ll stop. When he eats you out, your sounds and reactions can cause Moze to pop a boner and unconsciously grinds his hardness against the mattress.

P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)

His go-to pace is slow, especially when he first starts having sex. Since everything is so new to him, Moze wants to take it slow so he can get used to the act of sex and learn what you’re both comfortable with. If you’re comfortable with a moderate or even fast pace, Moze can adjust and go faster to meet your needs.

Whether he wants it fast or slow depends on his mood. If he’s horny, he’ll want to go faster to chase after his release, but if the mood between you is intimate and sensual, he’ll opt for slower thrusts. At the end of the day, he will always go at the pace you want instead of what he wants because his goal is to make you happy.

Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

Moze can go for quickies. If either of you get horny but there’s not enough time for a proper session of sex, then he is willing to indulge in oral sex, thigh jobs, or a quick fuck to satisfy the lustful cravings. He loves the emotional intimacy that comes with your regular lovemaking, so he does prefer longer sessions.

R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)

Moze is highly cautious by nature, so he is reluctant to take serious risks like exhibitionism or doing things that could result in injury. However, due to his inexperience, he’s also open to trying new things, especially if they’re something you’re interested in. He’s willing to try most things at least once as long as they don’t endanger either of you.

S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)

Moze trains a lot, so his stamina is quite high. He can last for a long time, outlasting you by a long shot, but he stops if he senses you’re tired. He can easily last for 3 rounds, but rarely goes for more than that since you can’t keep up with his stamina.

T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)

Moze doesn’t own any toys. He’s embarrassed by the thought of using one and thinks they’re not necessary for him to feel good.

If there are toys you like using on yourself, Moze will learn how they work and will incorporate them into your sessions. As long as it makes you feel good, he’s willing to do almost anything to indulge you.

If you want to use sex toys on him, Moze will be hesitant and wary at first, but with some coaxing, you can convince him to give them a try. Moze prefers to keep things simple, so BDSM gear and whips are not toys he enjoys, though he ends up enjoying vibrators more than he thought he would. Still, sex toys are not really his thing, and he prefers to have sex without them (unless you’re super into them).

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

Moze is straightforward by nature, so he doesn’t tease you in the bedroom. Edging isn’t something he considers because his mission is to make you feel good and bring you to orgasm, and that’s exactly what he sets out to do. He’s also terrible at dirty talk and verbal teasing (he doesn’t know what to say, or if he does say something, it sounds cringe), though he might make an amused remark if he sees you’re very eager for him.

V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

Having lived most of his life mastering the skills of being imperceptible, Moze became skilled at keeping his voice and breathing very quiet. The most you hear from him during sex are ragged breaths, muffled moans, and questions if you’re feeling good. With some encouragement, he can be convinced to let his voice out more, but it feels more natural for him to suppress his noises. If you can get Moze to lower his guard and just enjoy the moment, he might let out low moans. They’ll still be quiet, but at least more audible.

W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)

The first time you had sex, Moze almost cried. Ever since he could remember, he was deprived of love and affection. Being orphaned and then tortured and treated like a tool by his “family” at the Sanctus Medicus had taught him to suppress his needs and emotions. When Feixiao rescued him and gave him a second chance at life, he grew used to being called a weirdo and feared by people.

But here you were, touching him so tenderly as if he were something precious instead of a terrifying tool of murder. You marveled at his physique in a way nobody ever had before and whispered how handsome he looked despite all the scars. You kissed his skin so softly, seeking out with your lips and hands all the spots on his body that sent jolts of pleasure through him.

Moze had never been treated with such gentleness and care before, and the attention overwhelmed him. The tender touches and sweet compliments felt foreign yet so good, and when you said you loved him, his eyes involuntarily teared up, though he suppressed the urge to cry. Your affection touched him deeply, and it was scary how vulnerable you made him feel, so Moze asked you to stop.

However, afterward, he caught himself wanting to be touched and praised like that again. It had felt scary at first, but a part of him craved to feel that loved and cherished again. In the subsequent times when you worshipped his body, little by little, Moze learned to relax and enjoy being pampered. It still overwhelms him sometimes, and the vulnerability makes him uneasy, but he also trusts and loves you, so he feels safe exploring this part of himself with you.

X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)

13cm (5.1 inch) in length and 9.5cm (3.7 inch) in girth.

Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

Prior to getting with you, Moze’s sex drive was low. Once you became a couple, Moze’s drive rose, so he now craves sexual intimacy about 2 times a week. He can go for more frequent sessions if your sex drive is higher than his because he’s just that eager to please you. His self-control is high, so if you’re not able to have sex for whatever reason, he can easily suppress his urges.

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

It’s rare for Moze to immediately fall asleep after sex. Usually, he waits until you fall asleep first before allowing himself to rest. There are also times when he has to leave for business reasons, so he doesn’t have the luxury to sleep or relax.

For the first while, Moze will be uncertain and hesitant about cuddling and hugging, so you will have to initiate if it’s something you want. Once he gets used to it, he will drape an arm around you and pull you close to his side or spoon you from behind. He’s a light sleeper and tends to stay in one position throughout the night, so if you move in your sleep, he’ll instantly wake up.

☆° Moze likes hugging you from behind. He will appear out of nowhere and embrace you in his arms like he hasn't seen you in weeks.

☆° The moment you started dating he became extra attentive around you. He looks for potentional danger, analysing the streets, roofs, the people around you. One wrong look sent into your direction and he moves slightly in front of you.

☆° He's quiet but with you he speaks more. Not much more, because he's still Moze, but everyone close to him notices the small difference. Moze rarely tells or shows how he feels but when he grows close to you he admits his dark thoughts and tragic past.

☆° As I said before he's really attentive about you. Not only about your safety, but also how you feel. From just a look of your face or shift in your body he can tell if something is bothering you.

☆° He's solve of problem is different but when you're sad he tries his best to show care towards you. His first instict is to punish whoever made you feel like this because this is how he lived. But you. You are more fragile (mentally) so he tends to things like he thinks you would do.

☆° If you cry he appears in some way. Sitting next you. Standing near you. It's kinda awkard, but he wants you to let you know he's here if you need him. If you want to be comforted, he hugs you without a word. Moze doesn't know how to comfort with words but he will say some things in try.

☆° Moze secrerly wants you to learn self-defense but he won't bring it up ever. He worries a lot about your safety when he's not around because of his missions. In his line of work you can be targeted only because of your closeness.

☆° If you bring up you want to learn self-defense he will act like he didn't think about it before. Moze agrees on teaching you. Well..he's trainings are harsh, because he wants you to actually grow. The evil out there also won't be gentle to you so he won't be too. It still doesn't stop him from feeling guilty. Every bruise and scar fills up his stomach with unexplanable feeling (for him). He also everytime he gets you on the ground he uses his strenght to lower the fall and make it less painful.

☆° Moze is an avarage cook. But when he learns your favorite food and it is out of his talent he goes to Jiaoqiu to help him learn to make it. One day when you come home from work he surprises you with it.

☆° When Moze feels overwhelmed he comes to you. Most of the time it's after a long mission. He's first thing to do is cuddle you in bed, laying on top of you or next to you and bury his face into your shoulder. He will melt from the inside if you caress his back and sweetly ask about his day. He never answers. He doesn't want you to mix up with his work life.

☆° He's not one for PDA. There's a lot of danger out there and he needs to be ready for attack at anytime. But when you insist on holding hands with him he can't help himself but agree. But there's not much he will agree on in public.

☆° Moze doesn't show you off. No, that's not true. He is in fact talks about you much more than he talks about anything else. But only to the general and her medic. Moze doesn't want you to mix up with his work life but they are his family in some sort of ways. Even though he would never admit.

☆° Intimacy for him doesn't come easy. Moze is used to ignore his personal needs. When you hint your desire he doesn't know how to reciprocate it in the beginning. Later on he will allow himself to feel that way and messily but with intent he shows his sexual needs.

☆° If you're in danger he will not hesitate once. Of course, he still will be careful and proffesional about it but won't ever let someone harm you. Moze won't back down until you're safe.

☆° Moze swears to himself he's not the jealous type. But when there's someone you laugh with a bit too much or they smile way too wide he shift closer to you. From the outside he might appear unchanging but the temperature changes around him. Probably the other person will get the hint and try to leave as quick as possible. It's not even about that he doesn't trust you, but he doesn't trust anyone else.

☆° He likes listening to you. You can talk about the most uninteresting thing and his full attention still be at you. Sometimes he will hum showing you he still pays attention and doesn't want you to stop.

☆° Moze likes kisses on the cheeks. Every chance he gets he will press a kiss to your cheek. He likes it even more when it's out of nowhere and surprises you with it. He likes how you flush and avoid eye contact after.

☆° He loves cleaning and not really let you do any cleaning chores while he's around. Moze likes you see relaxed and also he trusts himself more with the work. There's nothing personal about it btw.

☆° Moze likes to follow you around the house. You went cooking he goes with you. You sat down onto the coach. He sits besides you. You could do anything and he would still be there with you. He likes your presence a lot.

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Mydei

☆° It was already night time when Mydei arrived back to the ever shining Okhama after a battle against another Titan with another coreflame in their hands.

☆° His only wish was now to go back to your shared room, take a good bath then finally embrace you in his arms while you sleep soundly.

☆° But when he opened the door and found you sleeping sitting in your reading chair with a book dropped next to you he felt mixed feelings.

☆° His first thought was to scold you when you wake up. He doesn't like the idea of you neglecting sleep and also the position you were in looked really uncomfortable. He doesn't want you to tomorrow wake up with a back pain because you decided to wait for him but failed.

☆° On the other hand it warmed his heart how you attempted to stay awake so you could greet him properly.

☆° For a few more minutes Mydei kept staring at your sleeping form. It brought peace to him how calm you looked.

☆° When he was done memorising the image Mydei walked over to you scooping you up gently from the chair into his arms, trying not to wake you up.

☆° A sight left your mouth in your sleep and Mydei froze for a second thinking he woke you up from your precious sleep. But when you insticly nuzzled closer to him without waking up his heart started beating fast. It's just the way that even though you're sleeping but still recognise him from touch.

☆° Gently he settled you down onto the bed then covering you with a thin blanket because the heat in Okhama can be unbearable, but sometimes chilling.

☆° He took his bath then went straight to your bed. His arm slided around your body, pulling you closer to him. His chin was on top of your head while his hand draw circles around your back.

☆° This is his favorite moment of returning home from a mission. Having you in his arms, taking in your scent and warmth of your body. Finally forgetting about the sound of death and slipping into peacful dreams.

Ashveil

☆° Ashveil stumbled home in the middle of the night after a difficult case. Not in way others would think. His task was to find something that his client lost just for them to say after hours of searching that they probably lend it to someone.

☆° Now he's standing in front of his office door rethinking his choice of proffesion, but with a sigh he decided not to think about it now. He was home and he will see you soon.

☆° With that thought he opened the door and by his suprise he found you passed out on his office chair with your phone on the ground next to you.

☆° "That's strange" then Mr.N jumped out of nowhere in front of Ashveil with a finger on his mouth. The Detective looked at him confused, but the monkey demanded silence.

☆° "Shh..They finally fell asleep. They were desperate to wait for your return that's why she's sleeping in your chair. They wanted to surprise you, but failed." Explained Mr.N with a frown. Ashveil's heart melted and looked at your sleeping form once again. You really cared about him this much, didn't you?

☆° "Anyways, why it took you so long?" Mr.N asked but it fell to deaf ears as Ashveil made his way to you. Up close you were much cuter. How your lips parted slightly. How the dim lighting hit your face just perfectly. How your little snores brought peacfulness into the awfully quiet room.

☆° He brushed a stray hand out of your face just staring at you for a few seconds. He missed you, even how absurd it would sound out of his mouth. He's a grown man who went through hell and back and he was away for just a day. But still he missed you like he couldn't live without your presence.

☆° Ashveil slid one of his arms under your knees and the other around your back carefuly then lifted you off from the uncomfortable chair. "A-Ashveil" you mumbled in your sleep as you rested your head on his chest. "Shh, love. I'm here, rest now."

☆° Like that he walked to your shared bed (khm khm fridge) and placed you down gently. Not much later he laid next to you, pulling you as close as possible providing the heat you need to stay healthy.

Aventurine

☆° Aventurine had a long day filled with IPC businesess and lot of difficult customers. He was pissed to say the least. Not only they called him in to work at the weekend, forcing him to leave you alone but also he had a shitty day.

☆° Not long ago he got a text from you that you will wait for him and spend the rest of the night together to make up the lost time. Aventurine smiled at his phone reading your message while waiting for his last client.

☆° Long story short when he stumled through your shared appartement door he was exhausted. He forced himself to look energetic so you won't suspect his tiredness and call off the quality time.

☆° When he stepped into the livingroom he didn't expect you to sleeping on the coach while the tv was on playing some reality show. The remote was half slipped out of your hand threatening to fall out of it if you move the slightest.

☆° "Oh, darling." He shook his head walking next to your sleeping from and carefully took the remote out of your hand, placing it on the tv stand. He crouched down by your head staring at you, half-expecting you to act.

☆° When you didn't move he smiled again like he hit the jackpot. "I like this program more". He said tugging a stray hair behind your ear mesmerised by your beauty. He liked how relaxed you were right now and it rubbed on him a little.

☆° With a hand on your cheek Aventurine pressed a soft kiss to your forehead then at your cheek. A small smile creeped on your cheeks in your sleep.

☆° Aventurine took off his coat, putting it on the nearest sofa then grabbed a blanket from the coach you were sleeping on. He laid down next to you, wrapping his arms around you after he covered both of you with the blanket.

☆° He finally let out a sigh in relief as he snuggled into your shoulder giving a kiss to it. "I love you, Y/n".

Moze

☆° When he came home and didn't find you in the bedroom a slight panic went through his every muscle. He usually arrives late at night from work and you usually already asleep safely.

☆° Moze instantly checks the window and search for anything unusual, but when he didn't find anything, that's when he starts to look for you.

☆° He checked the living room. No sign of you. He checked the kitchen. You're not here either. Then he even checked into the bathroom. Nothing. His brain was racing with thoughts about your whereabouts. That's when he heard something drop.

☆° He turned around going towards where the sound came from, it was his office. He carefully opened the door of it with his dagger in hand in case. You were in his chair laying on the desk in front of you sleeping.

☆° Moze looked around, but no one was there, but he found your phone on the floor. How did you not wake up to this sound? – he thought. Moze put away his weapon with a sigh of relief, then he walked to you with a small smile.

☆° Your sleeping form made his heart warm and finally was able to relax. He only realised now that you were wearing his hoodie. It was one his favorite that he "accidently" left home before going on this week long mission. You were beautiful in it.

☆° He picked up the phone placing it onto the desk getting closer to you in the process. Moze couldn't help himself so he started caressing your head. You shifted in your sleep and he pulled his hand away quickly, thinking he woke you up.

☆° Finally he decided to take you to your shared bedroom. Moze slowly lifted you of the chair into his arms holding you in bridal style. You shifted closer to his body snuggling your face into his shoulder. Moze's heart quickened and he was blushing like crazy.

☆° "You missed me." Moze stated more to himself than you, looking at you clinging to him so cutely. He pressed a soft kiss to your temple before he made his way to the bedroom.

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despite his nonchalantness—he does know how to be honest, would never spout a lie to you and is straightforward. literal definition of “me and my girl don't argue she bash my head in with a rock and I walk it off like a man”. moze’s overly blunt and sweet towards you, despite his quiet personality he can have a long conversations with you, he’s genuinely very interested what you have to say and enjoys talking with you. even in silence.

if he had one love language, it would be physical touch, unfortunately. moze loves the feeling of your touch, you feel so warm— it’s comforting and relaxing. it honestly brings him into peace with his history and harsh past that made him dull, you are a warm light in the coldness in his life.

oh he’s a huge fan of pda, he’s always holding some part of you, your hands, fingers, shoulder, waist, hips, whatever! why wouldn’t he not? he’s kinda shameless too. at the start of the relationship he wouldn’t mind it but would be quite confused if you held his hand often

(+just don’t expect him to cling to ur leg lol)

if your apart of their little group — jiaoqiu teases you often cause of this, clicking his tongue when moze isn’t around and asks you about him, and calling you two strong magnets that are always together. if moze receives it—jiaoqiu isn’t very amused about his dry response.

he would really go far as stalking you, or keeping a eye-out to make sure you’re safe he says. though you two develop a somewhat policy if he wanted to keep the relationship is no more stalking whatsoever! you also enjoy his company anyways so you don’t mind him just coming out and being with you

since he’s fei xiao’s bodygaurd, much to his dismay he doesn’t have that much of freedom, not that he’s trapped but that fact lessens the times you have together. so, a solution he’ll spend any free time, and I mean ANY with you. what else was he supposed to do anyways? also comes out in the night to spend with you too, every last bit of time should be with you.

Moze rarely found conversation necessary. Silence was efficient. Silence was safe. But now he was speechless.

He glanced at the reason — you — and you looked back at him innocently with a blink. He held back a sigh at the turn of events from earlier —

“So... Where’s this spirit you were talking about?” Jiaoqiu craned his neck, feather fan in hand.

Moze tilted his chin in your direction. “Right here.”

Jiaoqiu and Feixiao shared a look, like a silent conversation had passed, before the former stepped forward, brows furrowed in concern.

“General, has he been working too hard recently?”

“My message was clear,” Moze ground out, the words feeling unnecessarily tedious. He pointed directly at you, his finger almost brushing your translucent shoulder. “There. A spiritual entity. Intangible. Recognises Sushang’s name.”

Jiaoqiu’s concerned expression melted into one of thoughtful pity. He reached out, not towards you, but to place the back of his hand against Moze’s forehead. “No fever,” he mused, mostly to himself. “But the strain can manifest in other ways. Visual and auditory hallucinations, for instance…”

You, meanwhile, had tiptoed, peering at the intricate patterns on his fan with open curiosity. “His fur and hair are so pink,” you whispered, though only Moze could hear it. “Is this colour rare?”

A muscle in Moze’s jaw twitched.

“He is not hallucinating,” a new voice cut through the night, calm and authoritative. Feixiao’s teal eyes were not looking at you, but at the space you occupied, analysing the air itself. “I can’t see anything either, but it feels like something is there.”

Jiaoqiu’s fan stilled. “You’re serious.”

“Tired as he may be, I doubt he’s so far gone to actually hallucinate.” Feixiao crossed her arms, her gaze finally settling on Moze. “Describe it to me. In detail.”

And for the first time, Moze found himself having to describe something utterly illogical. “She… is approximately this height,” Moze gestured at his collarbone. “Dressed as a civilian. Usually tags along with Sushang during her visits to Jiaoqiu. The one that always brings flowers.”

Jiaoqiu tapped his chin with his feather fan, before snapping it against his hand. “Ah, that child. She’s currently in the Alchemy Commission, in a comatose state — though alive, so how is it that her spirit is appearing here?”

A beat passed in complete silence, broken only by your small, shocked gasp. “Coma?” you whispered, your form flickering with distress. “I’m... in a coma?” The word felt foreign and terrifying. You looked down at your translucent hands, the reality of your situation crashing down. “That's why no one could see me...”

Moze watched your spirit waver, the faint light of you dimming with dawning horror. The air around him shifted faintly — as if something unseen strained toward him before settling again. He filed the sensation away for later analysis.

This was no longer an abstract anomaly; it was a person confronting their own fractured existence. The variable had just become exponentially more complex.

“Whatever it is,” Feixiao spoke, her voice cutting through the tension, “its status is unclear. I’ve informed the Ten Lords Commission. They’re on their way to assess the situation.”

A new, sharp tension made your form flicker, a shift in the air that even Feixiao could feel. Moze’s gaze remained fixed on you.

“Has the... spirit said anything to you, Moze?” Jiaoqiu offered hesitantly.

A beat. You perked up, the grim news momentarily forgotten. “Oh! Tell him his hair is the colour of salmon pink roses! It’s lovely!”

“... She said your hair is the colour of salmon pink roses,” Moze deadpanned. “That it is... lovely.”

“...Yes,” Jiaoqiu said, his voice a mix of bewilderment and dawning acceptance. “That does sound like her.”

He could have mentioned your distress. He could have relayed your terror. Instead, he had offered the simplest, most absurd data point he possessed.

A small, helpless puff of laughter escaped you. “Pfft.” In the midst of the fear, he had, in his own way, made you feel heard.

—

The envoy from the Ten Lords Commission was a tall, austere woman whose presence made the night air feel colder.

“General Feixiao,” she greeted with an incline of her head. “Is the spirit still there?”

“Both Jiaoqiu and I are unable to see her, but I sense something there.” The Arbiter-General turned to her shadow guard, “Moze, however, is able to see her.”

“I am unable to see anything, but I do feel a difference in the energy field. Is there anything special to note?”

“Yes,” Jiaoqiu stepped in, “this child is currently in a coma after she was attacked by the Disciples of Sanctus Medicus. Her body is at the Alchemy Commission — that is, if she truly is that child.”

She spent a long moment observing the space where you stood, then pulled out a talisman — her other hand moving as if plucking invisible strings from the air. Moze picked up her soft chanting, low and rhythmic, while your head tilted in confusion, looking back and forth between Jiaoqiu’s tail and the space behind Feixiao, as if expecting symmetry.

The gold ink on the talisman pulsed like a heartbeat, casting fractured shadows across the courtyard tiles. The lantern flames bent inward, as though bowing to an unseen current. A soft glow bloomed outward, circling the area they were in before tightening briefly around your form — or where your form should have been — then fading away.

For a fraction of a second, Feixiao and Jiaoqiu’s eyes widened. Then their brows furrowed.

“General and Mr. Jiaoqiu, are you able to see the spirit now?”

Feixiao’s sharp eyes swept the courtyard, lingering on the space you occupied. “I caught a glimpse of her for a brief moment, but I still sense her presence. Jiaoqiu?”

“Same for me in that I saw her for a short while,” Jiaoqiu answered, fan tapping against his palm thoughtfully. “I can’t sense her at all, though. Perhaps the General’s sharper instincts come with the territory.”

The envoy nodded, as if she had expected this outcome. “As I suspected. This is not a case of simple concealment, nor do I sense any malicious intent from her. The spirit seems to be a living soul that exists on a frequency that only Mr. Moze’s spiritual composition can perceive.” She turned her analytical gaze to you, or rather, the space you occupied. “There is a resonance between them. A rare phenomenon, but not unheard of in cases of severe spiritual trauma.”

You blinked, the words washing over you with little meaning. You tugged at the sleeve of Moze’s clothes — or tried to. Your translucent fingers passed through the fabric, and you frowned, just as his muscles tensed.

“What’s she doing now?” Jiaoqiu asked, watching Moze's face carefully.

Moze’s gaze dropped to where your hand hovered uselessly near his arm. “Attempting to touch my sleeve. She appears frustrated by the lack of success.”

A small, pleased smile tugged at Jiaoqiu’s lips despite himself. “Curiouser and curiouser.”

Feixiao cut to the heart of the matter. “What is the prognosis? Can she return to her body?”

The envoy clasped her hands behind her back. “Considering she’s a living soul, she must find her own way back. It is a journey of will and memory. However...” She paused, her eyes narrowing slightly at the space between Moze and you. “There is a binding. A tether. Mr. Moze, I would like you to attempt to walk to the far end of the courtyard.”

Moze didn’t question the instructions. He simply turned and walked.

You remained in your spot — until you didn't. About ten paces in, an invisible force pulled at your core, gentle but insistent, pulling you toward Moze. You stumbled back a step, then another, until you were once again within a small radius of Moze.

“What... what just happened?” you whispered, a thread of fear creeping back into your voice.

Moze had already stopped, turning to observe your predicament with an unreadable expression. He walked back to you, and the invisible pressure released.

“She cannot move more than approximately ten paces from me,” he reported flatly.

The envoy nodded, as if this confirmed her theory. “The initial trauma, combined with the unique resonance of your own spirit, has made you her anchor. A lifeline. She is, for all intents and purposes, bound to you until her soul fully reintegrates with her body.”

Silence fell over the courtyard like a shroud.

Jiaoqiu's fan snapped shut with a decisive click. “Well,” he said, his voice carefully neutral, “this is certainly one way to ensure a shadow guard never works alone again.”

“Ideally, she should be taken to the Ten Lords Commission for further assessment. However, with the General departing for the Luofu in a few days, my colleagues there will also be able to assist. I would not wish to disrupt your schedule, so — given the circumstances — it would be best if she remained with you for now.”

Feixiao’s eyes flicked to Moze, a silent question of are you okay with this?

Moze crossed his arms. “I have no objections.”

“Here,” the envoy handed some talismans and a gourd over to Moze. “She appears to be harmless, but you may use these to contain her if necessary.”

—

And so, Moze found himself walking home with a living soul in tow, a handful of containment talismans he’d never use, and the distinct feeling that his life had just become exponentially more complicated.

He glanced at the reason — you — and you raised both arms up in a gesture of surrender, your expression earnest. A moment later, you were already drifting toward Jiaoqiu’s tail with open fascination.

Moze stepped sideways.

You drifted with him.

His eye twitched.

Moze rarely spoke. But now? Now he was truly speechless.

💌 thank you for reading ♥︎ this is the sequel to 🗡️👁️‍🗨️ The Unseen Anomaly. I actually finished this up to “...In the midst of the fear, he had, in his own way, made you feel heard.” back in December last year, but life caught up. And due to the first few paragraphs, I felt like there had to be a circle back to where Moze is stuck with the spirit to justify his “speechlessness”. Unfortunately I only managed to get the rest out a few days ago (⁠*⁠・⁠～⁠・⁠*⁠) wish the Yaoqing trio had more screen time, they’re really fun. I’m also scared of making Moze OOC especially since I tried to incorporate some humour into it (keyword: tried). I really like him though and I hope to see more fics about him. Hopefully, I’ll have some energy and inspiration to push out the sequel soon.

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