HANMA X READER WHERE READER PLAYS WITH HIS HANDS HELLO
playing with your boyfriend’s hands.
𝐟𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠... hanma shuuji x gn!reader
𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒 - written in a rush, mentions of violence/gore, reader is in highschool
𝐍𝐎𝐓𝐄𝐒 - the handma fucker is back at it again... also i don’t have a hand kink but i have friends who do so let’s just say i learned this from them ! <3
𝐇𝐀𝐍𝐌𝐀 had some very nice hands. especially for all of the beating up he does for fun. not even because they did anything that was actually wrong, but because he thought they looked at him funny. violence is the only option for this man and you have no idea how you find it so attractive.
one day he came to your apartment with some messed up wounds. bleeding from everywhere, waiting to be infected. and burns? like cigarette burns, more specifically.
“what did you do this time,” you sigh and let him in.
“some small gang thought they would win against me but they played dirty.” he grimaced as he walked over and sat down in a chair, awaiting your care. jeez, did they do that much to him?
“and this is why i don’t like you fighting random people on the street, especially by yourself. shuu, you gotta be more careful than this.”
you reach into a cabinet almost out of your reach, but you were able to get it. maybe you should put it somewhere more accessible when he comes to you all beat up all the time.
“yeah, but where’s the fun in that?”
“where’s the fun in you being hurt and me taking care of you at 3 am every few days?”
“i get to see you ♡“ he laughed, then winced when you put some cleaning alcohol on one of his bigger cuts.
“i also like seeing you, but not when you’re all beat up. you know that you’re always welcome here even without injuries.” you reach into the first-aid kit to get some medical tape since you were not a heathcare professional, but it definitely felt like it sometimes.
“well you’re no fun,” he frowns. he’s leaning back onto the backrest, tempted to tip himself over.
“then you can take care of yourself. i don’t like being woken up in the middle of the night because of your dumbass.”
he doesn’t respond, leaving the two of you in a somewhat uncomfortable silence. after almost an hour of disinfecting and wrapping up his wounds, the cigarette burns were the only ones left. gnarly-looking too.
“here, put this on yourself. i’ll sleep on the couch, you can sleep in--”
“i need help with this.” you were so tired. you were a full-time student and you worked at a small store part-time for some extra cash, and now the caretaker of this boy who got into useless fights. sometimes you wondered why you continued to love this man.
“fine, but i’m teaching you how to do it and you better remember for the next time.”
that took a whole ‘nother hour. it was now almost 5 am and it was now wednesday morning. you’d rather skip school today, but your scholarship would be on the line if you just slept in.
“just stay here, i’ll pay off your school debt at some point for ya.”
“i can’t do that, i don’t even pay for my apartment.” he sighs and picks you up into his arms and heads to your bedroom where he also frequently crashed.
“goodnight, (y/n),” he says, snuggling up into you. it was so warm... you just completely passed out.
your alarm woke you up at 7 am, as it should, but you turned it off and tried to go back to sleep. though the problem is that you couldn’t go back to sleep. problem number two, hanma’s strong arms were wrapped around you and he was the big spoon.
you didn’t wanna wake him up, but the only thing you could really do right at that moment was play with his hands.
you were gentle, since the wrapping was pretty bad. sometimes you considered going around with him when he got into fights. personal on-site medic.
while you were caught up in your thoughts, you continued to play with his hands. messed around with his individual fingers, feeling their callouses developed over years and years of fighting with his bare hands.
at some point you must’ve woken your boyfriend up since he held you closer and broke you out of your many thoughts. you also happened to stop playing with his hands since he retracted them to hold you closer to his body.
“good morning to you too,” he grumbles, his morning voice raspy and low.
“sorry, did i wake you up?”
“no, your damn alarm did.” he pulls you even closer (somehow) and takes a deep breath into your shoulder. “let’s go back to sleep and,”
“you can keep playing with my hands, hun.”
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“ you left me no choice but to stay here forever. ”
EVERMORE — A 4.5K MILESTONE SPECIAL SERIES !
SYPNOSIS. years after a breakup with your first love, kamisato ayato, you thought you’ll never see him again in your life since that fateful night, until you received an invitation to his wedding as well as a free-week stay in a 5* hotel, something you definitely do not want to pass on. when you arrived, you didn’t expect to meet a strange yet aloof man get along with him easily… and perhaps end up becoming something more by the time this trip ends. (or not)
CHARACTERS. diluc ragnvindr, kamisato ayato, zhongli, thoma, raiden shogun, yae miko, yoimiya, arataki itto, kujou sara, sangonomiya kokomi, gorou, kamisato ayaka, kaeya alberich, tartaglia, and more ! (w/ gn!reader)
TIME. new chapter will be posted once a week at 00:00 / 21:00 GMT+8 !
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AUTHOR’S NOTE. this series is based on taylor swift’s album evermore and it is not aimed for fluff lovers and solely for angst lovers. if you wish to see a diluc x reader fluffy series all the way, proceed to versadies’s versions of chapters 13-epilogue once you arrive to those chapters. please read with caution ! (warnings will be written in each chapter).
MASTERLIST.
prologue // right where you left me
chapter one // willow
chapter two // champagne problems
chapter three // gold rush
chapter four // ‘tis the damn season
chapter five // tolerate it
interlude // no body no crime
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Day 1: Broken Promises - Childe
Warnings: Character death ig?
"You--" His eyes were full of hurt and betrayal, and he cried two words into your chest. "You promised."
How had it come to this?
You and Childe had been planning an anniversary for the two years you've been together, and you had to laugh at his childish excitement. But he had just kissed you lightly on the cheek and skipped off. You could almost see the flowers and sparkles he left in his wake.
The both of you had made plans to go to Xinyue Kiosk after he picked you up from work.
Today's commissions were nothing new, just a couple of balloon sabotages, a few requests, and-- oh. There was an emergency, and it required you to defeat a ruin hunter.
You bit your lip, worrying it between your teeth. Was it worth it? You could try and see if Childe had any debts near there... No. You shook your head, slapping your cheeks gently. It wasn't worth it to pull Childe away from his work.
So you set off, leaving that commission for last. The rest of the commissions were easy enough, and you found yourself standing before the ruin hunter's alleged location soon enough.
The place was suspiciously empty, and you walked in slowly, readying your weapon. You just had to paralyze it and rip its core out. A quiet, mechanical whirring reached your ears, and you spun around...
And immediately jumped to the side.
The ruin hunter didn't wait around, launching a series of attacks that you barely deflected or dodged. You were getting fatigued, and the ruin hunter... well, it could hardly get tired, could it?
"Y/N!"
You turned, the voice catching you off guard. The rusty blade cut through your side, igniting an explosion of pain and startling wetness.
"Y/N! Oh shit--"
Dimly, you were aware of Childe falling to his knees beside you. He pulled off his scarf and wadded it up, pressing it against your side.
"Stay with me, Y/N."
A thick, cottony numbness was starting to spread, and you brushed your fingers against your side. It came away red, and you turned away from them, sickened by the sight.
"Y/N, talk to me," Childe pleaded. Water nudged at your side-- Childe's own brand of healing-- and a pleasant warmth spread through you. It poked and prodded and lacked none of the finesse that healers usually possessed, but it was Childe, and that was enough.
You opened your mouth, trying to say something, anything, but Childe's face melted away, leaving you alone in the ruins.
The ruin hunter clicked methodically, and you swore it was laughing as it raised its blade for the final blow. You smiled sadly, closing your eyes.
Forgive me... Ajax.
---
"Lord Harbinger."
"What is it?" Childe wiped blood away from his face and sent a wave of water rushing down his arms and clothes, rinsing off the worst of the gore. His voice was colder than the snowstorms of Snezhnaya, and he took delight in how the recruit cringed.
"The new recruits are ready for your briefing, sir."
"Take me there."
The click of his boots was deafening against the wooden podium erected in the middle of the snowy forest, and Childe raked his eyes across the crowds of black clad agents, huddled into their winter coats.
"Today, you are inducted under my order. From this day forward, you will honor the oaths you have made to Her Majesty the Tsaritsa, and you will stop at nothing to bring Snezhnaya to victory." The memorized speech slipped easily from Childe, and he surveyed the visions glinting in the dull Snezhnayan winter light.
"You shall sweep through this land like the icy winds of the furthest north, as strong as the hoarfrost of Zapolyarny Palace. You will chill the very marrow in our enemies' bones." A glint of blue. Hydro? No, Cryo.
"Her Majesty expects of you loyalty, ruthlessness, and meticulousness, for the trials that we face are harsh, and our enemies are naught but obstacles in the Tsaritsa's path to her noble goals."
Childe paused for a moment. Yes... why not? You weren't here, after all. No one to temper his bloodlust. He summoned his blades, which hardened into ice in the winter air.
A crazed smile made its way onto his face. "Now, let's have a celebratory spar, shall we?"
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Boring. Boring, boring, boring.
No one gave him a challenge. No one put up a fight. No one... No one came close to you. He was about to dismiss his blades, but he heard the creaking of a bow being pulled back. Slowly, he turned around.
Your determined face stared back at him. Those eyes, those frostbitten and chapped lips, and the steady pulse of your Cryo vision.
A sign.
He stumbled towards you, closing his hand around the arrow you had nocked in your bow. The cold was so extreme it snapped at his skin, and he heard your muted gasp as he drew close.
"Y/N?" He croaked.
You made a questioning noise, tilting your head to the side-- the way you always did when he asked you a question. "Lord Harbinger?"
"You--" His eyes stung with snow and tears, and he cried two words into your chest. "You promised."
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Anyone?
you you remind me of lets see beidou yea beidou 😋😋😱😎😰😨🙀🤯😀
Beidou?! The hot ass captain of the crux, the hottest electro women, my own main?! 💀💀 bro i feel so honored /srs
orv tumblr valentines!!! (the watermark is my twt)
summaries : where you died in a tragic event and reincarnated as your s/o guardian angel.
Characters : diluc x gn!reader (separate)
contains : mention of death, heavy injuries, angst, comfort/hurt
A/N : i got inspired by one of those horror folklore my friend used to tell me. It was actually a tragic love story which lead me to feel some sort-of pity towards the characters. So here we go, an actuall angst with a spice of both comfort/hurt.
When diluc saw you dying in his arms, all he could’ve think about is your smile. He wished you could stay longer, he wished he could apologize to you, he wish he could love you in the same amount as your love for him. He cries out for help to the people of the village whom saw the witness of your murderer and even saw the dead end of your life. but none of them respond to his plea, are they deaf?!, he hisses.
The knights of favonious have been sent to the accident after one of the elders of the village took pity on diluc. they arrive 40 minutes late. Now, all they could saw are just diluc dead eyes and your corpse in his lap.
you’ve been pronounced dead in his arms. He could only hear your last word as if it were the wind who guide you to your last breath.
But it was all up to the past he committed to, now he could’ve only see your tombstone and a hand-drawn picture of you as a remembrance of your passing. Though, he doesn’t know that now you’ve been reincarnated as a guardian for him. It was a blessing indeed, but how could you really protect him when he couldn’t even feel your presence now?
“Diluc..” you called. still, he doesn’t answer. you called him again for the tenth time. Purposingly trying to catch his attention, but no answer could be found from his mouth, as if you were just a wind whom ran through his delicate ears.
and in no time, a heavy sound could be hear next to you. shit, He fell unconscious.. you panicked. Thinking any other ways to make him awake, but really? Are you forgetting the fact he could see you if he’s unconscious?
And To his suprised, he manage to hold both of your cold hands which have ran through his soft messy hair for awhile now. As if you were still here with him.
“Love…is this you? Are you..really here..?” , his unsteady voice speaks a lot of his flowing emotions.
“Yes i’m here all the time diluc! you’re temperature is not so stable now, so please take a rest! I’ll be here to comfort you in your sleep, so please let—“
“ahaha, this is so like you, how am i dreaming of you even after everything..i missed you where have you been?” , he feel like he about to tear up anytime soon, he knew he shouldn’t have gone this far. How can a dream resembles everything about you, my dear?
He tries to hug you, and failed. his body temperature drowns him to his unconscious posture, now he could only sobs and wait for you to soothe his hair again while talking about his-now current reality with you being his none other than a guardian angel. He knew you would notice his tears, but who cares for now on? He just want to listen to your voice and feel your presence.
“I have been staying with you for awhile now…so, Diluc i’m here to comfort you even if you could no longer see me in your side.. the arrows in the accident still hurt me indeed but i do not wish for you to see me in pain after-all the love you gave me when i was still alive..”
“I have no regret on loving you..so please live well for me, i’ll stay by your side, call me if you need the wind to embrace you, alright?”
You gently soothes his hair, humming a lullaby every mother in monstadt usually sang to their children.
“oh god..you’re truly are a blessing my love”
— tokyo rev characters and tropes
— content/tags. fluff, angst ropes in some, discussion of tropes n storylines, mentions of death
— a/n. it’s not proofread </3 enjoy <3 kinda cringe ngl, tumblr keeps fucking up my read mores so sorry besties 😭
TAKEMICHI HANAGAKI
childhood friends to lovers trope with him. a bittersweet story, sour in some parts, butterfly inducing in others. by the end of it, you’ll end up hand in hand with the man who you’ve known forever. the gap-toothed, rosy cheeked, pudgy boy is now the man who stands beside you today. the one who cries while reading out the vows he’s memorised off by heart.
MANJIRO ‘MIKEY’ SANO
enemies to lovers. you find him spoiled, childish and insufferable; while he on the other hand has never been bothered by you. this just rules you up more. the two of you begin to notice each other more and more, argue more and more— refuse to admit the obvious feelings you hold for each other. all until it boils over into a tearful confession and a heated kiss.
KEN ‘DRAKEN’ RYUGUJI
the forbidden lovers. a boy with a bad reputation, residing in a brothel? pft. you’d be crazy if you thought your family would accept him, let alone even let you be around him. secret meetings, sneaking out in early hours of the morning, kisses and intertwined fingers when no one’s looking your way. eventually, someone finds out, and it’s burnt out with you having to be torn away from his arms. maybe someday, in the future, you’ll meet.
MITSUYA TAKASHI
past life trope. no matter how many times you die, in your next life, you’ll always be bounded to him. it’s painful having to watch him die, or a life where you have to leave him- it’s all so horrible. but you always know you’ll meet him again. whether it be in the middle of an apocalypse, or a life where you’re reborn as a princess and him a prince- you know that he is bounded to you.
KAZUTORA HANEMIYA
exes to lovers. you’re still yearning for him after he’s left, he’s still waiting for you. you’re still the only one who can make him feel at ease. you’re each other’s solace, it was just right person, wrong time. stealing glimpses when you catch each other at the convenience store, fleeting glances across the table when you go out with the friends you still share. eventually growing and maturing, only to realise, he’s the only one you can ever love and winning him back.
KEISUKE BAJI
brother’s best friend. you’re off-limits, and while you crush on him majorly, he always tells you he still sees you as his own little sibling. only because he doesn’t wanna face your older brother’s wrath. he grows up alongside your brother, they go to college together and by the time he comes back; you’ve grown up so much and you’re beautiful. just like before. he might just have a chance with you.
CHIFUYU MATSUNO
friends to lovers. so sweet and mushy it causes a tooth ache. you’re each other’s best friend, you can confide in each other anytime. you ask him what it’s like to kiss, and he offers himself up to you. practicing a kiss on your best friend. things go wrong in the middle due to miscommunication, but by the end, you’re back on your feet and side by side with your best friend and partner for life. he’s a ride or die.
HAKKAI SHIBA
firsts. a sweet, slow, blossoming romance. you’re his first everything. taking baby steps together. exploring relationships with him at your side. kissing him for the first time, holding his hand for the first time. spending your first valentines together, gifting each other a small gift each. it’s all so sweet and sappy. watching him fumble and blush and struggle to make eye contact with you because he’s just so shy.
YUZUHA SHIBA
summer romance. holding hands with her on the pier is a distant memory. bouquets of wild flowers that die by the time it’s autumn. polaroids with curling corners of her hair blowing in the august breeze as she sits on the beach. torn love letters shoved to the bottom of your drawers and her floral skirt scrunched up in the back of your closet. summer is gone and bitter winter nips at your nose. you miss her warmth oh so much.
NAHOYA KAWATA + SOUYA KAWATA
love triangle (they both like u tho help). complete opposites, they appeal to you in different ways. nahoya is a wild ride, sneaking into your room at midnight and taking you on spontaneous trips. souya is gentle and kind, he holds your hand and cleans your scraped up knees from all the times you’ve fallen. caught in the middle of two wonderful men, and you just can’t make up your mind.
SHUJI HANMA
fwb. night after night, he leaves after taking what he wants. he’s quick and fleeting. there’s really no love in his actions, and no longing in his voice. he puts on a front, builds up his walls so high you can’t break through. it’s only when you put a stop to the arrangement does he realise how badly he’s messed up. pouring his heart out in a drunken phone call and regretting it the day after when he wakes up with a pounding headache, the bright side is a worried you tending to his every need.
IZANA KUROKAWA
arranged marriage. he’s cold and distant at first. not knowing how to feel about all of this. but after he warms up, after he gets to know you, after he stops being so mean; he falls hard and fast. so fast that it gives you whiplash. the tide changes. he’s happy and he wants to make you even happier. it takes a while to regain your trust, apologise for the many times he’s hurt you, but to see you smile; he would do anything.
SEISHU INUI
prince/servant. it’s a death sentence for you. to be creeping around in the royal gardens past hours, waiting for the young crown prince to appear with a rose in hand. you want to run away and so does he. he wants to get away from the hectic and pressures of royal life, wants to live a normal life with you. wants to grow old with you.
HAJIME KOKONOI
unrequited love. you’ll always be second best, you’ll never elicit that same smile on koko’s face as she once did. he’ll always pretend to love you. pretend your her. whisper goodnight to her when it’s you laying down in bed. and yet you stay, because you’re in love with a man who’ll never love you back fully.
RAN HAITANI
body swap. it’s the mutual hatred you hold for each other that causes it. he’s stuck at school, in your body, trying his hardest not to fail classes for you. while you’re out fighting on the streets of roppongi, got rindou wandering what happened to his strong older brother. you only switch back after confessing how you’ve grown to feel about each other. then life goes back to normal- with a little added romance.
RINDOU HAITANU
fake dating. he wants to prove to his brother that he can get any girl he wants. wants to prove to everyone that he’s just as suave, just as handsome as his brother is. and you? well you want to make his older brother jealous. everything blows over and comes out eventually, the two of you realise you’re simply meant for one another.
HARUCHIYO SANZU
soulmates. bounded by soul. his name is engraved in your heart. you can’t escape each other. he’s incredibly loyal, to the point of no return. no matter what hardships you face, he’ll always be there by your side. he feels your pain, hears your thoughts, shares your joy. sanzu is there for you every step of the way.
SENJU AKASHI
opposites attract. she’s loud and excitable, you can be a little stern and boring. you melt around her, she’s technically your foil, chalk and cheese; by you get along like the best of friends. you love each other to bits and you would never change anything about her, and senju would never change you either.
TAKEOMI AKASHI
best friends brother. it’s risky. he’s older too. always felt unattainable. you meet one day at senju’s twenty-first birthday party, he hasn’t seen you since you were a little tot; running around after his energetic sister. you’re so pretty. so grown up. lost the baby fat from your cheeks, filled in your clothes just right and your hair is a little longer now. it’s secret. passionate kisses where no one will find you; embraces behind closed doors. it’s so… dirty. yet you wouldn’t have it any other way.