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Hi I guess I'm just going to dump all of my Oc ideas here. I may do x reader in the future but I have no idea.

You’re forgiven. (Windtrace Event)

Destined for you?

Warnings: Probably OOC

Pairing: Ayato x gn!reader

Notes: I might make another part for this. Also it was somewhat rushed so there might be mistakes in it. Criticism is appreciated.

Celestia controls the threads of fate, weaving destiny into mortal’s lives from the birth of time.

And it seemed that they had woven it into the both of your lives.

The Kamisato clan has a history of being a noble and powerful clan. Though it’s power may have diminished over the years, it is still a respected clan in Inazuma. The two Kamisato siblings inherited their ancestor’s prowess for leading. The Shirasagi Himegimi, Kamisato Ayaka, was the model of perfection, the true ideal of nobility and elegance.

The Yashiro commissioner, Kamisato Ayato, was just as amazing, saving the Kamisato clan from the brink of disaster years ago and becoming the head of the clan at such a young age. Maintaining peace and prosperity is his duty, and according to others, whenever Kamisato Ayato was there, everyone was satisfied. You had only caught fleeting glimpses of him, but he was as handsome and graceful as the rumours had said.

And you? You were a commoner. Working as a gardener in the Kamisato clan.

Well, you couldn’t deny it wasn’t nice. Kamisato Ayaka personally took you in after you lost your Vision was taken from you. Even if you couldn’t remember anything, even if you felt hollow inside, it wasn’t all that bad. You had nice pay and was even allowed to stay at the Kamisato Estate until you got your vision back,

Still, there was a feeling of emptiness in your stomach that wouldn’t go away. You took other people’s advice, wandering around festivals, trekking around Chinju forest, even going back to Kannazuka and just walking there for hours on end till your legs ached and begged for you to stop.

Someone said to you,”Why not go up to the Grand Narukami Shrine and draw a Fortune Slip? You might get a sign that something lucky is going to happen.”

So you did just that. Though it was useless. The Vision Hunt decree would never end, if the Shogun continued to pursue her ideals of an everlasting eternity.

A shrine maiden greeted you as you passed under the last torii gate. You said hello in reply. The shrine maiden at the stall made no attempt to greet you, and just gestured to one of the boxes containing the paper slips. You put your hand in the box and withdrew it once you felt the folded paper between your fingers. It read “Great Misfortune”. Well, fate had made it clear to you that it was hopeless. You were about to throw it away when someone from behind you asked, “Bad luck?” They leaned over your shoulder. “That’s too bad. Why not hang it up on the Fortune slip hanger.Who knows, it might just change your luck!” They strolled up to the counter, pushing their hands into a box and pulling out a Fortune slip. “Aha! Finally! A Great fortune!”

They sauntered away, positively bouncing with excitement. You looked back at your slip, the words great misfortune in bold lettering. Maybe the person was right. Maybe you should hang it up. You moved to the board, finding a free space and putting it there. Well, nothing for you to do here now. So you walked back with the intention of heading back to the Kamisato estate.

The walk back wasn’t particularly long or arduous, but it was strange to see that there were no Nobushi in sight. Not even in the distance. Well, you should've been glad. Without your vision, you couldn’t summon your weapon or fight back. Still, it was strange. There wasn’t even a single hilichurl or slime roaming around.

There was something quite strange about this feeling you had felt, something you could not quite put your finger on.

The bushes rustled and suddenly a samurai came leaping out of it. Five more followed, including two Kairagi. This was it. You had nowhere to run as they circled around you, and no way to fight.

“Hah, we’ve got you surrounded. Now give us everything you own or we’ll have to shake you down ourselves!” The purple Kairgiri said. They started to close in on you, swords up and ready to strike.

“Heh, look at you. No way to defend yourself, no one to come and save you.” The red Kairgiri laughed.

“I wouldn’t be so sure of that, if I were you.”

A voice spoke, sounding almost amused by the situation. The red Kaigiri turned around to see who the newcomer was. All of the samurai turned to see who he was. You couldn’t see who he was as the samurai blocked your view of him, but you could make out that it was a young man’s voice. The purple Kairgiri spoke again, obviously frustrated with the sudden turn of events.

“Tch, who are you? We were just in the middle of something. Leave now, and we might let you go with all of your bones intact.”

The unknown man sighed. “That would be a shame. Unfortunately, I cannot overlook you threatening one of my employees like this. As for who I am, I’m Kamisato Ayato, otherwise known as the Yashiro commissioner. If you didn’t know.”

A few samurai frantically whispered at this, obviously alarmed. One hissed to the red Kairgiri, “Boss, we should get out of here. It’s not worth it! You know what he could do!”

His boss just laughed at him. “Don’t worry. If we do harm him, then we’ll be the most feared group of samurai in the whole of Inazuma! We’ll be renowned as the strongest bandits in all of Inazuma. Besides, look at him, he doesn’t even have a blade on him. What could he do?”

The samurai pleaded with him. “But boss-”

“Enough! Unless you want to join him. Now, take this other one and watch over her. Don’t let her escape.” He redirected his attention to Kamisato Ayato. “Now, time for you to get crushed!” He charged at him with the other Kairgiri, speeding towards the commissioner. They both raised their giant swords to crash them down on the man. But in a flash, Sir Kamisato was gone.

“I wouldn’t try that if I were you. If you stop now, I would arrest you quietly, and you wouldn’t have to face as many charges.”

The Kairgiri snarled, lunging towards Kamisato Ayato. Ayato smiled.

“Well, if that’s your choice.”

The samurai brought their swords over their heads, the blades roaring with fire and crackling with thunder. But before their swords could even touch him, water, thin and sharp, sliced them, leaving wounds right in their torsos. It left a fine mist in its wake, glistening in the sunlight. The twin Kairgiri gasped and stumbled.

“You! You’ll regret that!” The red Kairgiri came charging back. But the Yashiro commissioner didn’t stop smiling. And just as before, water condensed tightly came rushing at them. And again, they charged. And again, water sliced armour, then flesh. At one point, the other samurai jumped into the chaos in hope of saving their stronger companions, but they met the same fate as them. The samurai lay panting on the ground now, exhausted at what they had endured.

“Well, it seems like this is over now. I hope you don’t mind,” His smile finally faded. “Unless, of course, death would be a more preferable option for you?” The samurai couldn’t say anything, but it was obvious that they had already given up.

“Good. Now,” Sir Kamisato looked at you. “Can you go to the Kamisato estate for help? I won’t be able to take them by myself.”

You nodded, too stunned to reply. As soon as you arrived, you caught the attention of a few samurai there and told them about the fight with the Yashiro Commissioner and the bandits. When you had returned, the bandits were on the ground even now, fighting for breath.

The guards quickly arrested them and put them in handcuffs, taking them into Inazuma city. Sir Kamisato went with them, stating that ‘he would like to accompany them, lest they try to escape’. But before he went, he said this to you,

“Thank you for your help. I believe you work as a gardener in the Kamisato clan. I have a feeling we’ll meet again.”

That was your first meeting with Kamisato Ayato.

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An Experimental Kiss

Warnings: Slight description of injuries, OOC?

Genre: Fluff

Pairing: Albedo x Reader

Note: This was pretty rushed as I wanted to offer something in hopes of getting Albedo, but procrastinated until 2 days before his banner :)

Albedo loved you. And he knew you loved him too. ‘I love you’ was your parting message every time one of you left for work, and a fond farewell as you departed into the land of dreams.

You had been in a relationship with Albedo for only 3 months now. But still, he found it strange that no physical affection had been initiated - minus random hugs and holding hands sometimes. Of course, he was fine with you not being comfortable with too much physical affection - but the books Lisa had dumped into his arms one day had stated that the usual relationship had by now become ‘lovey-dovey’, or whatever that meant. Needless to say he was rather confused. Was he meant to initiate it first? When should he start?

He sighed. ‘Relationships are rather complicated, after all…’ he thought to himself.

‘Maybe I’ll just wait for them to come home.’

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Albedo waited anxiously for you to arrive. He had already planned ahead, thinking of all problems that may occur and their solutions - every possibility.

He wasn't ready.

His heart was beating in erratic rhythms. It was irrational, he was prepared, right?

He heard the sound of a key slowly being turned in a lock. His heart was beating wildly now, and a new wave of nervousness overcame him.

The door creaked and opened slowly.

He could hear a sigh escape you as you trudge along the corridor of your home.

He stepped out into the hallway silently, surprising you as you stumbled back.

"Albedo! You scared me half to death! When did you get here?"

Albedo began to speak but then noticed that you had blood running down the side of your forehead, and grazes on your knees and elbows.

He wordlessly rushed you to your kitchen and grabbed the medical kit from a cupboard.

“Lie down. And don’t touch your forehead,” he commanded, putting a few chairs together. You obeyed quietly, removing your hand and moving to sit down on a chair.

“Albedo, I’m fine! Besides, what are you doing here? I thought you were up on Dragonspine doing your research. Why are you here?” He took some gauze and cloth out of the kit.

“That’s not important right now,” He said. “Just stay still.”

He pressed the cloth to your forehead firmly, applying as much pressure as possible. A few minutes passed in silence. Then a few more. The silence was awkward, and he drifted off.. Albedo was so lost in thought that he almost didn’t hear you saying,

“Hey, I think it’s done now.”

Albedo removed the cloth, taking a quick glance at your forehead to check. Deeming it acceptable, he set the cloth aside and rummaged through the medical kit to treat your grazes. He turned around, only to find that you had fallen asleep.

Albedo shook you gently, then sighed as you only continued to sleep more.

‘They look so… peaceful like this,’

Albedo stared for a while, almost confused as to why he felt this way. How he felt like closing the distance between you, touching your face, skin soft beneath his finger. Like bending down slowly to give a soft and gentle-

Wait.

Oh no

‘It seems that upon seeing their injuries, I got distracted from the kiss.’ He glanced at your sleeping face. ‘It doesn’t matter right now. All that matters is that they’re safe.

Still, the urge was present, and Albedo couldn’t take it.

“I hope that they’ll forgive me after this.”

He pressed his lips to yours.