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Decided to throw some color on this last minute uwu

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This is a Kazuha x Reader fanfic/fluff I made for @ticklish-n-stuff that revolves around receiving birthday tickles. (Happy very belated Birthday honey)

Kazuha x reader (romantic) [platonic if you really squint]

Ler!Kazuha Lee!Reader Gen-neutral reader 1,889 words

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It was sunny and warm. Today was your birthday of all days. You had found yourself lost in what to do. Having wanted to find a place of solace to relax, you make your way down past the trees, taking a breath in to enjoy the scent of nature and the comfort of the sun's rays. 

“I heard it was your birthday today”

A collected and warm voice sounds from behind you. You’d know that voice anywhere.

“Kazuha? What brings you here?”

You ask, turning to face the samurai who stood before you. His eyes crinkle slightly at the corners as he smiles and nods to acknowledge you. Walking closer, he makes his voice softer, just like the breeze that faintly tickles at your skin, answering you with his presence and a long-winded question of his own. 

“I just so happen to have a very keen sense of hearing. My ears pick up all sorts of sounds: the wind through the mountain passes, the parting clouds, the sound of foxes chewing on apples in the forest. This has allowed me to sense danger long before it has drawn near. It also has allowed me to overhear the hushed desires of your heart.”

There’s a pause between the two of you; the midday sun reflecting rays down on you both. Kazuha moves to stand in the way of the light, shielding you with his shadow before he continues. The daylight makes his hair glow, the small red streak almost blazing in the sun; The small bits of metal he carries on his person also sparkle. You can’t help but indulge yourself in staring, as he continues to speak. 

“Several pardons for the overhearing. That being said,  I’d like to make those desires of yours come true, that is, if you’re willing to allow me”

All you could do was stare, stunned at the swordsman in front of you. You were admittedly distracted. You had forgotten you were murmuring about your desire to be tickled on your special day. There’s no way he heard you murmur to yourself about wanting traces and tummy tickles of all things …right? After all, you'd be so embarrassed if he did…

Slightly flustered, you decide you can’t make him wait much longer for an answer, even though Kazuha was the type to wait for anyone. 

“…you don’t have to “

“Ah, but I want to.”

Kazuha softly interjects, reassuring and shutting down any self-doubt you had. His eyes are pure, full of patience and acceptance, encouraging you to ask for what you really would like on your special day of birth.  

Finding yourself looking at the ground, you can't help but smile. Already feeling loved by how Kazuha speaks to you, It takes you several moments, but due to Kazuha's acceptance and patience, you find yourself comfortable enough to ask for what you actually want today. To be loved… and of course, to be tickled.  

“Then, Kazuha… can you give me traces …and tickle me; Please?”

At your shy request, the samurai’s smile extends to his eyes. He gently takes hold of your shoulders with a reassuring squeeze, his plain and bandaged thumbs rubbing over each of them in a reassuring, comforting fashion.  

Kazuha's fingers glide down your skin, tracing from your shoulders down to your elbows. His thumbs gently dip into the bend of your arm. The pull of his fingers on the back of your elbows guides you to step closer to him. It’s almost romantic how gentle he is, the warrior criminally beautiful bathed in the sun. Ah, you’re distracted again…

“Why, of course. Just be warned, I’m quite… thorough when it comes to fulfilling a promise for ones I treasure as much as the moon itself.”

He  answers, both amused yet eager to continue once you give the okay

“Are you sure you’re ready, little moon?”

Flattered yet confused, you can’t help but ask what he had meant.

“Little moon?”

“Mm, I feel that the luminescence of the moon, its charming glow, and beautiful phases seem to suit you. This side of you you’re sharing with me right now, full of vulnerability and bravery is a phase of you I’d like to experience again.”

Kazuhas hums. His hands, already at your elbows, now slide down your forearms to your wrists. For what’s only a second, his fingers curl around your wrists in a loose, claw-like hold, allowing the nails of his left hand to trace the sensitive skin on the inside of your wrist. As the fleeting moment passes, he takes your hands into his.  Your fingertips being held by both of his. He rubs his thumb along the joints of your fingers. 

“So then, let us move a bit deeper into this tranquil forest, away from that of the wandering eye, little moon” 

Kazuha answers, a smile heard within his tone as he lifts your hand to his lips, placing a gentlemanly chaste kiss on your skin before gently letting go, his other hand holding onto your free one, intertwining his fingers with yours as you both travel a bit deeper into the forest.

“This scenery is wonderful... Surely enough to convince anyone to become a wanderer”

Kazuha softly interjects, his voice breaking the silence of the wind, speaking not to just himself, but to the forest around you both.

As you both walk deeper into the forest, you can feel Kazuha squeeze your hand, rubbing his thumb along the back for reassurance. Eventually, the woods begin to thin out, and the two of you walk into a bright open clearing with a quiet stream that runs through the middle. It’s bright and warm, much like his hand…

“This is one of my favorite places to be. In the fall, the maple trees look like amber and honey, like a fire next to the sky. Come with me”

You find yourself being guided to a large smooth rock, big enough for the both of you. Kazuha pats the warm stone with his hand, guiding you to sit next to him. Gosh, he smells like fresh grass and the open air. He looks so at peace here with you. You wonder what it would be like to hug him…

“Clear weather all around brightens the heart”

Oh, right, he was talking, you were too focused on his hand in yours

“My dear moon, I cannot wait to hear the melody of your laughter. Tell me, traveler…”

Kazuha starts, sliding his hand from yours, tracing his bandaged hand up and down the skin of your arm. 

“Your spirit seems to be the protective kind. Is your …tummy what’s ticklish the most? You’ve been shrinking away despite having been so brave as to make your birthday wish to me.”

He coos, his reddish eyes pouring deep into your own. His bandaged hand moves across your shoulders rubbing back and forth across your upper back

”There is no need to be embarrassed. It’s admirable and an honor that you’re able to trust me. I like frank people because we can freely speak our minds to one another. There is no need to hide anything that you wish to say. I hear the voices of all things in nature, and that includes yours.”

He continues while soothing you, getting you used to his touch. Gently, he pulls you in for a side hug while you focus on the river in front of you. You can feel him close to you, his thumb on your shoulder

“Like this”

He speaks, just above a whisper, guiding you to lay across his lap, tummy up. Your head resting on the rock. You feel him shift, taking off the top layer of his haori coat. He folds it and gently lifts your head, placing it underneath. You find yourself raising your arms by your head slightly, wordlessly asking for him to hold your wrists. Being the observant man he is, Kazuha notices and guides your wrists above your head. 

“May I?”

At the nod of your head, Kazuha's fingers wrap around both of your wrists as you lay sprawled out over his lap. He starts slow and teasing, tracing swirls and patterns over your ribs and tummy to build suspense. 

“There are leaves around — and I know just the tune to accompany them, if you wish to hear it. …that tune being your laughter~”

Kazuha interjects into the open air, whispering the last line close to your ear. His laugh tickles your skin, your smile widening, only for you to gasp when his fingers slide under your shirt to scribble at your ribs. 

Your breath hitches, and your smile stretches wide as giggles begin to spill from your lips. His grip on your wrists firmly presses you down into the fabric of his coat

“You’re a cute little one; This is quite fun. Your smile is as beautiful as the moon”

He muses, a smile evident in his voice. You can feel your face grow hot, only to squeal when his fingers move down to your tummy

“Oh my. Little Moon likes this spot, do they?”

Kazuhas scribbles turn to circular traces around your navel while you giggle and nod. His swirling gets faster as he gets closer to your navel. The swordsman giggles alongside you and looks down at you in adoration. When fingers scratch at the entrance to your navel, you jolt slightly, causing him to chuckle again, sliding his finger in. The samurai works with precision and care, wiggling and pressing against your belly button over and over as laughter starts to make you lightheaded. The only thing you’re able to focus on is giggles along with your own

“Hehehe tickle tickle tickle!~”

You find yourself squealing with delight, kicking and squirming, unable to break free. Kazuha watches your reactions the entire time, making sure not to push you too far, while also making you dizzy with joy. Just when you’re aware that he’s stopped, you feel his lips against your tummy. Before you can reply, he blows a very long raspberry into your skin. The buzzing causes you to shriek and try to curl up. Only then does he lean back, still holding your wrists while you catch your breath. 

Once you look a bit more aware, he leans over you, placing a kiss on your forehead and sliding something into your hands before leaning back and letting go. When you look, it’s a red braided bracelet with little maple leaf charms. Before you can express your gratitude, Kazuha begins to speak. You sit up, interrupting him with a hug. 

“I felt like something made from the heart would be a better g- oof! Hahaha, I take it you like it then?”

Kazuha chuckles softly as his voice lifts into question with a smile full of mirth. His arms returned the hug, his hold protective.

“Oh Kazuha, of course, I love it.”

You reply as you hug him. His soft hair against your face, his body warm and cozy. You could almost cry. When you pull away from the hug, kazuhas hands rest on your biceps. He looks surprised at first, noting the tears of joy in your eyes. Then, he smiles

“Happy birthday my little moon”

Kazuha replies, lifting his hand to your face. His thumb brushed away the tear. 

You were warm, you were happy, and you felt loved. A happy birthday indeed. 

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gets on both knees dramatically,

Only if you, my beloved star shine, accept my hand in marriage with either of these~

Froggy marriage time

How does one marry their friend?

Kaitober days 21-29! (Close ups under the cut!)

This has been… so incredibly fun. And an adventure in and of itself. Despite breaking on days 10, 20, and 30, this has been a blast. I’ve learned so much and just aaaaaaaaaaaaaa/aff/pos

Whoops, I forgot to post this

I can be ur angle or your debvl 🔥

shit posting my fave for fun <3

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My favorite set of pixels^^

I find pixel art helps me when stressed; I’ll be doing more

My wife’s beautiful fic goes on the art blog. Merry Christmas everyone

Merry Christmas!

This fic is a present for the love of my life @azureyemberzz

I know you already got your actual presents early, so I thought I'd save mine for the actual day lol

This is an x reader fic, though I made the reader have more of Azurey's personality, but I don't think there's any physical descriptions of the reader.

This fic is a bit different from my usual ones, so I apologize if it's not as great, but it was still made with love dies of cringe

Rambling aside, I hope you enjoy. I had fun writing this💖

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Albedo x reader (romantic)

Lees: Albedo & reader

Lers: Albedo & reader

Warnings: Tickles! Author is a lesbian LMAO

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December 1st…

The moment the calendar changed from november to december, you knew that it was Christmas time. One could never start too early on their Christmas traditions. Even Albedo had made the necessary adjustments to make this month as special as possible.

It seemed natural that the first thing you both did was pick up a Christmas tree. You had always leaned towards the more traditional ones, so now a beautifully green tree that reached the ceiling sat in the living room, waiting to be decorated…

December 5th…

Albedo thought it could be a fun idea to hand make some of the ornaments. With two artists living under the same roof, it made sense, so you both got to work.

You two made all kinds of designs that showed off each of your personalities. There was a simple blue one with gold sparkles, a crystal-like white one, another one had a cheesy science pun written on it that had the both of you snorting like idiots, it was great.

Once all the designs were done, Albedo used his magic on the drawings to bring them to life, materializing them right before your eyes. This wasn’t the first time you had witnessed Albedo bring one of his drawings to life, yet it always mesmerized you each and every time. And knowing that he had brought to life some of your original designs to be hung up made it feel all the more special. It was like his way of showing off your art skills, and how proud he was of you.

December 9th…

Now that all the necessary decorations had been acquired, it was time to give the tree a makeover, starting off with the lights.

A few boxes of those white lights with the “crayon” shape sat there as you both started the pesky progress of untangling them. You couldn’t help the groan of annoyance that escaped you, itching to get to the fun part.

“Patience, dear” Albedo would tell you, stopping momentarily to give your nose a teasing boop, causing a playful pout to form on your lips and a faint blush to rise up your ears.

Your attention then got captured by Albedo’s hands, watching the way he’d untangle each light strand, making it seem flawless and graceful, as he usually showed with any task. You couldn’t help but wonder how those fingers would feel against your skin- No! Stop that, now isn’t the time for such fantasies.

Of course, Albedo wasn’t called a genius for nothing. He already felt the way your gaze bore towards his hands. A faint smirk grazed his lips when you tried focusing back on the task at hand, thinking you had been so slick. ‘Cute…’ he thought to himself. In a moment of playfulness, he reached out and sneakily poked you on the side. He couldn’t help but chuckle at the way your body jolted in surprise, the adorable squeak that escaped you provoked him further into destroying you right there and then. So that’s what he did.

You knew you were screwed when you noticed the mischievous gaze of your lover, trying to scramble away, but it was too late. In just a few moments, you had been reduced to a pile of laughter against his arms. His fingers playing the sides of your torso like an instrument.

“W-wahahait! The liHIHIghts!” You tried to reason with him, not like it would work, you already knew that, yet it added to the excitement of the moment.

“They can wait. Besides, your laughter shines the brightest~”

You wanted to groan right there and then over how unfairly sweet he was being, though that only just made him double down his efforts. Watching with a pleased expression as you shrieked your head off, the lights long forgotten by now.

Oh well… there’s always next time.

December 10th…

After yesterday’s ‘lil detour, you both finally managed to put the lights on the tree. The bulbs twinkled like little stars in the vertical pattern they had been put on.

Now it was time for the rest of the decor. Garlands as fuzzy as a cat’s tail would spiral down the tree (not before you got tangled between them somehow, causing Albedo to tease you some more), all the homemade ornaments were on display, plus some extra delicate glass ones towards the bottom of the tree from years prior.

The tree was finally coming together, it was just missing the final touch.

You sat on top of Albedo’s shoulders, holding the delicate star topper on your hands. It had a few cracks from accidentally being shattered a few Christmases ago, but Albedo being the sweetheart he was, helped you put it back together. It was too precious to throw away.

Two short people made one tall person, at least that was your logic. So with the added height, you managed to reach the top of the tree, carefully placing the star in its rightful place.

You climbed off of Albedo’s shoulders, the both of you admiring all the hard work that had been poured into that tree. Christmas was already shaping up well.

December 14th…

As the month progressed, the shared home started to become nicely cluttered with more festive decor. You and Albedo were currently making some paper snowflakes, a silly yet fun tradition you had grown attached to.

You couldn’t help but lightly chuckle at how concentrated Albedo was on the task, crafting each paper snowflake perfectly perfect. Whereas yours looked a bit messy in comparison, but that was all part of the fun.

Speaking of fun… you were suddenly feeling mischievous, wanting to get a bit of revenge after the lighting incident. You snuck up behind your boyfriend who was blissfully unaware, completely caught up in his own little world. A playful grin overtook your lips as you dug into his ribcage.

“gYAh?! Whahat are you- You’re messing uhup my progrehehess!” The blonde cackled helplessly against your fingers, his brain losing any sense of coordination to fight back and simply opting to curl up. His paper snowflake, now mismatched, long forgotten…

December 19th…

As much as you loved Christmas, it could also be an overwhelming time of year, so today you and Albedo decided to have a ‘lil art date, simply drawing portraits of each other.

The tree and all the decorations gave the place a warm and cozy feel, despite how cold it’d get outside.

You had grown so relaxed in the simple activity that you ended up falling asleep. Albedo smiled at the sight, getting up to put both drawings out of harm's way. He didn’t have the heart to wake you up, knowing how… questionable your sleep schedule could get at times, not like he was one to talk. He settled down next to you, allowing your sleepy self to cling onto him for warmth.

December 24th…

Usually, Christmas eve was the time everyone went all out with parties and fancy dinners, but when two introverts live together, Christmas eve is spent a lot more casually, yet still just as meaningful.

The lights were dimly lit, which accentuated the Christmas tree. You and Albedo were snuggled against each other on the couch watching The Polar Express, a holiday classic. A big blanket was draped over you two, and you each had a cup of hot cocoa for extra warmth and immersion.

It was no secret that Albedo could be a bit of a pro in the kitchen, but his hot chocolate skills were out of this world. Seriously, what is his secret?! You could drink this stuff all day anyday.

More beloved Christmas films would continue to play in the background throughout the night, eventually the both of you passing out on the couch all cuddled up together.

December 25th…

By the time you had come to your senses, it was already daylight. That’s right, it was finally Christmas.

You looked to your side, pouting a bit over the missing alchemist. Said blonde emerged into the room shortly after, holding a present in his hands.

“I know we said no gifts, but I thought this felt appropriate” He was right, neither of you were big on materialistic possessions, gifts never needing to be included for the holiday to be special, but Albedo was a true gentleman, of course he’d still show up with something.

You carefully took the gift from his hands, unwrapping it delicately. A smile instantly spread across your face at the sight. Albedo had taken it upon himself to frame the two portraits you each drew the other day. Simple yet thoughtful. You set it aside, springing to your feet to give him a hug, practically twirling him around, much to the alchemist’s embarrassment.

“That was so thoughtful, ‘Bedo. Thank you! Thank you! Thank you!~” You placed a sloppy kiss on his cheek, grinning when the blonde’s pale skin started to grow pink.

“No need to thank me… Now, go get ready quickly, the snow is waiting for us”

You nodded like an eager puppy, running off to dress yourself properly for the harsh weather. You practically dashed out the door, with an alchemist in hand, heading over to the snowy scenery.

Christmas is a special time of year that can be celebrated in all sorts of ways, yet you wouldn’t trade any of this away. It was perfect, this was perfect. Another joyful Christmas to remember for years to come.

I love you, Azurey. Merry Christmas - S🌸

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