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Little Birthday

Diluc X Reader

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》 Summary: Small entry for Diluc's birthday.|

》 Warnings: Self-aware!Diluc, self-indulgent, B-day stuff, some small hintings, cliffhanger?|

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You don't even realise that you fell asleep on your desk. Getting up, you stretched your body as you slept kind of wrong on the table. Half of your body is literally over the desk.

Rubbing off the sleep, you realised your Diluc plush had fallen off your hand when you slept. Oh, you couldn't lose that thing.

You searched around your room only to find him tucked in your bed as if he slept there. Weird, wasn't he supposed to be on the floor? He was out of your hands the moment you fell asleep, didn't he? How the hell did he get on the bed?

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It was still a bit of a weird occurrence. How was he in your damn bed when you clearly have held him before you slept?

You now found yourself in your kitchen, scrolling endlessly through your feed while eating food with, of course, your plushie next to you on the table, thinking he also have his own place on the table.

As you ate and scroll through your food, you often steal glances over to your plushie, smiling to yourself as you imagine him just staring at you whilst having a portion of his own from your plate.

Shaking your head from the imagination, you found a small post posted. Diluc's birthday.

It clicked you, oh yeah! It's his birthday today, and goodness, was he hot and beautiful in his official art post.

Giggling, you find yourself like a teenage high school girl with a crush. Technically, you do have a crush on Diluc, a loving hard one.

He looks so lovely in his post, the way he ties his hair whilst looking at the player, aka you, and the description of the art being the two of you in his winery for a good breakfast together.

"I love you so much, Diluc..." You feel yourself squeel as you place your phone on your forehead, a smile on your face.

Meanwhile, without you looking, your plushie had suddenly tilted and fell onto its side, almost rolling towards your plate. You luckily caught him before that.

"Silly strawberry..." I muttered as I placed him up again and got up, bringing your plate to the sink.

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By the time you finished the dishes, you turned to see the plushie nowhere in the place you stand him on.

Turning to your phone, you find your plushie on top of your phone, the screen having Diluc's birthday art on it.

Sighing, you find this predicament, again, weird. Were you going insane and seeing things? Or did you accidentally place him by your phone without taking it into account.

In the end, you thought of something for his birthday today.

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"Hello there, what can I get you?" The baker greeted as she finds you entering her shop.

The city outside was bustling, but you didn't care as you recently heard about a new bakery that just opened. Interested, you decided to go there and maybe get a cupcake or two from them.

Bringing your plushie in your small bag containing your wallet and phone with you, you went out there to grab a cupcake or two and have a small celebration for Diluc.

You also took notice of how they had an online store in which if anyone wishes for advanced customized food. You also took advantage of that and bought one for the day.

What you didn't expect was the other food designs they had on store, specifically one cupcake.

As you pay your customized cupcake, your gaze soon landed on one of their predesigned ones.

The icing was a light purple color, and I could even be lavender, on top of it with a small molded grape on it. You wonder if that's a real one or not.

"That one's our grape-themed cupcakes, we just decided on trying out different types of fruit-themed items," the baker spoke out, seemingly noticing you eyeing the cupcake.

You thought about it for a little while before looking back at the baker.

"I'll take one, please," you said, secretly holding the plushie in your hand inside of your small bag.

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A relieved sigh came from you as you entered your home.

Placing your bag down, you then placed your ordered cupcakes down onto your table and started setting everything up. Meanwhile, your plushie was now placed on the table as well.

Going back to your home, you went ahead and bought a few more things to make the small celebration even more special.

Setting everything up, you place Diluc in the main middle beside both cupcakes, one being a customized Pyro-cupcake and the grape-themed one.

Placing the candles on both pieces, you lit them both and started taking pictures.

In the end, you smiled, slowly singing happy birthday for the plushie as if it were real. As if it was a real living being.

Your smile widen by the end of the song before blowing the candles for your plushie.

"Happy birthday, my favorite boy," you muttered, brushing the top of its head with your thumb, petting it.

Removing the candles made you realise something, you forgot to grab a fork to eat them with. (Don't ask, its for the sake of the plot)

Leaving the table, you threw the candles away and grabbed a fork to eat.

Only then did you came back to a sight you now started to question what's happening.

There, your plushie stands beside a cupcake. A cupcake. The cupcakes earlier were like eaten in half then put together to make a whole cupcake.

You wonder in silent panic whether it was because someone is in the place as you are or something else. You panic even more for the first option.

You ended up taking huge breaths as you took notice of one other thing.

How a few crumbs were left around your plushie. With some reaching the plushie itself.

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》 Archiver's Notes: Since the voting log ended with a tie, I decided to vote. Next entry, next part of my Thanos series. Also, this is a gift for Diluc's birthday today. You can head to Genshin's account to see the full Diluc Birthday Art.

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Entirely Different

Thanos / Choi Su-Bong X Reader

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》 Summary: During your food break, Thanos and his friends decided to take a bathroom break. Yet, while you wait for the purple-haired man, something gnaw at you that something is bound to happen that you should intervene. |

》 Warnings: Spoilers for Season 2, reader is player 457, killing, death(not major character, don't worry), blood, reader chooses 'x' as repeated, small angst, short mention of drugs, Nam-gyu being a Reader hater, gender of reader is neutral but implied that reader could use the male restroom for the sake of the entry. |

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An annoyed yet relieved sigh came from you as the voting that came had resulted in a tie, and of course, Thanos chose to continue, and much to his dismay, you remained to choose to leave.

As this happened, Nam-gyu leaned over to Thanos and whispered, "Dude, their vote remained the same, are you su-" Nam-gyu was about to ask when he suddenly felt Thanos' hand reached his face, in which Nam-gyu hissed at the impact.

"Shut the fuck up," is all Thanos said as he glared at Nam-gyu, though, he couldn't help but feel a pang of disappointment towards you. He confessed to you and you reciprocated, wouldn't that make you stay close to him?

Little did he know how similar thoughts you held back at him.

Clutching your forearms, you squeezed them as you stared at Thanos for a moment, eyes flickering back down on the 'o' patch on his chest. His choice remained the same, and so did you. But the two of you had similar feelings, and it was reciprocated. So, why things haven't change? Did he want for you to be the one changing things? Or was it that he did this just to get you to vote 'o'?

So many questions cloud your mind, yet none either made sense or you just ignore. Who are you change for someone else? But also, who is he to change for someone else also?

In the end the two of you had suddenly exchanged gazes, looking at each other. Yet, you were the one to first stop as you joined the rest of the 49 players who chose 'x'. That only made Thano to frown even more, did you change at all for him? Or was he suppose to be the one to?

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In the end, the two of you remained on opposite sides of the dormitory.

Of course, you could feel Nam-gyu's gaze boring at you as you seemingly chose the opposing option to Thanos. Yet, with this, you didn't do anything in return, not that you wanted to anyway.

Everyone was now given their food, gimbap wrapped in a small foil.

And as everyone ate, a few caused a small ruckus, words throwing back and forth as the players who chose 'x' tried to change the minds of those who chose 'o'.

It ended with a debated of random words being thrown, but you could only scoffed as none of either parties crossed the line seperating either groups.

Meanwhile, as you continued to eat your gimbap, on the other side, Nam-gyu continued to sneer at you with Thanos still having the same frown on his face.

"Thanos, it's obvious that they don't give a shit, that whole confession thing is bull-" it was then Thanos threw his fist up, causing Nam-gyu to back away.

"Enough is enough, Nam-gyu," Thanos said, earning a look of bewilderment from Nam-gyu. Thanos actually called him by his actual name, but that's besides the point, why was he still after you? He could only guess.

As that occurs, you could once more feel Thanos looking at you. You didn't need to look up, you already knew.

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As you lay down by your bed, you noticed a few players enter the restroom, two of which was Thanos and Nam-gyu.

You didn't take anything of it, just men trying to get their insides comfort. Yet, as you lay there, a singular thought made you realise of something.

The food. The gimbap, which was wrapped in foil had one utensil. A fork. Which doesn't make that much sense when the given food is something like Gimbap. That's when it hit you, the tip of the fork, it could be sharp enough to be used as a weapon. You tried to shake off the thought, but couldn't as you noticed earlier how the restroom now contained a mix of the 'o' and 'x' players.

So now, even if you and Thanos still remained on different terms, you hoped nothing happens to him.

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A few minutes went by and you couldn't help but feel that something is wrong, that something inevitable is happening.

You already took notice of Thanos being the type to start ruckus when he wants to, so that didn't help.

In the end, you couldn't take the gnawing anymore and decided to go and check.

Meanwhile, on Thanos' side, things had already take a turn. Fighting here and there, cubicles being forced open, people getting thrown at the walls and mirror, everything. It wasn't long until Thanos was choking someone.

It was as if all hell break loose, while on your side, you almost fought the two guards outside the restroom who were clearly ignoring the sounds coming from inside.

You tested your luck in that as you shoved them off and entered, ignoring how they clutched their guns as if ready to shoot.

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Amongst the ruckus, you found yourself blocking and fighting off a few of the players who randomly decided to choose you as their target in this fight. But you weren't here for all of that, you need to find your chaotic purple-hair of a man.

And, of course , it wasn't long until you find him choking the fuck out of someone.

You then stumbled back when you were about to call him, noticing the person he was choking held a fork.

You didn't even notice when you suddenly tackled Thanos off the man. You also didn't give the man to speak when you spoke up, "Fuck's sakes, you don't stop, do you?" You spoke out before tackling the man who attempted to stab Thanos down. However, you failed to take the fork before it was lodged into your back, liften then back down again. You ignore the pain as you tackled him towards the wall, slamming him there.

As shit progressed, you found yourself down on the ground, attempting to clutch your back from the pain.

Before you could even think, you felt a pair of hands drag you somewhere, only to hear the sound of a cubicle door closed. Opening your eyes, you found yourself staring at the eyes of Thanos, who held you down by holding both of your shoulders.

"What the fuck are you doing here?" He asked, sneering, as if he fighting something in his mind, and in his defense, he was. Many questions rattled his mind, what were you doing here, and most importantly, why are you in this mess?

"Knew you'd do some shit, didn't know it can lead you to knocking at Death's fucking door," you replied, only to wince afterwards due to the pain on your back.

Thanos didn't reply after that.

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Everything came into blur after that, probably due to the pain and blood your losing, but also the adrenaline you gained from seeing Thanos almost about to get stabbed by a fork started to go down on you, replaced with exhaustion.

Yet, you can feel and sense a few of the things. Like how you felt Thanos drag you outside the ruckus, shoving ripping his shirt off to shove on your back to slow the bleeding, and then seemingly lay you down on a bed. You didn't know which, but you had a hint it was his.

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As the fight went down, the players who have died had been announced, followed by those who have survived to be led back into the dormitory.

Meanwhile, Thanos' hands shook as he lay you down on the bed he slept on, the drug's effects on him dying down as he watched your now sleeping self. He didn't have the choice to shove in another drug in his mouth, how could he? Not when you literally took a bullet for him. Didn't you want to go home already? Why put your damn life in danger over him, someone who pushes to continue playing.

"Shit," he cursed as he lay a hand on your head before checking the damage. The stab was around your shoulder blades, multiple poked holes from the fork.

Seeing your current form, it now reminded him how all this occured because he and Nam-gyu chose to coax and scare their other 'friend' who chose to leave when they deliberately told him to vote to stay. He wanted you, but not to the point you'd also be knocking on death's door.

Now, as everyone on both parties does their head counts to only realise that the 'x' had more surviving players than 'o', ultimately choosing the voting's fate for tomorrow.

Looking back at your sleeping form, a turmoil cloud his mind, and no, he didn't went for his drugs to save his running mind, no. He just coaxed himself into believing you'll be okay, and that everything would be okay.

In the end, as the lights went out, he did not leave your sleeping self. Carefully holding you in his arms, eyes wide before ultimately closing as he ran a hand through your hair.

He now only hopes to keep you safe.

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》 Archiver's Notes: Yes, I followed a similar, if not the same, route to my other entry with Thanos, which was mainly about saving him. Apologies if the last parts were rushed, I totaled this series and would have 2 more entries, so yeah.

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Little Thing

Diluc X Reader

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》 Summary: Being your favorite character, you decided to buy yourself a cute chibi version of him. However, things may not be as normal as you may think. "I wish you were here." |

》 Warnings: Self-aware au? hurt/comfort, small part of reader crying over Diluc being only in game, might be cringy because self-indulgent. |

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Over the past few months, you've found yourself liking the game Genshin Impact, an RPG all about adventuring and trying to find any way to find your character's sibling again.

While playing this game, a specific red head had caught your attention to the point that he immediately became your favorite. Giggling and squeeling over him as if he'd just given you a large compliment when all he did was talk. No matter what it was he was speaking about, it'd turn you all giggly like a schoolgirl whose crush just texted back.

Over time, you got him and even got him to a reasonable constellation level alongside being crowned in some of his skills.

You've just become that attached, and it wasn't long until you found yourself buying your first item relating to him, a small Diluc plushie.

It was fairly cheap, but it still is good quality, and thanks to this bought piece, you now often have him close to you, wherever you are.

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"Diluc! Oh my god, there he is!" Your voice echoed through the land just as Diluc entered the scene, all with his stoic, resting bitch face look.

However, while you speak about Diluc and all, little did you know that he was listening. Not on purpose, but your voice echoed through his mind.

When he first heard of your voice, he thought he was going insane, until he listened further into your words.

He was your favorite, favorite in this game that is his world, his nation that he protects through the shadows.

Even though the voice would only occur on certain times, specifically around the newcomer, the traveller. Why does he feel the need to be come closer? What's so good about you that he often hears you praise him?

It wasn't common as well when he hears you speaking of the burden and trauma he has been shouldered with ever since the death of his father.

How did you know of that? Is it something regular outside of his 'world'?

This led to him becoming even more curious of you, and comfortable? Why does he feel comfortable around you? Your voice?

He wonders now is how long this comradery would continue.

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Soft sobs emitted from your room, cries echoing from there and into the game, into Diluc's mind.

Meanwhile, Diluc slept in his winery before suddenly being brought to you through his dream.

In his dream, he saw you. Yet, unlike how he hears you during his talks along with the traveller, he now sees you crying.

Hunched over your desk, you sobbed, holding the small plushie version of him in your hands.

Since when did you have a small stuff version of him? But that's beside the point, why are you crying? Yet he could only watch as you cry your heart out.

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Everything was so much, every brick of burdens, work, etc. Has been piling on top of you, drowning you, and you could only do so much.

So when the dam breaks, you couldn't take it anymore and just cried your heart out while holding your Diluc plushie. Staring at the small little thing before bringing it to your face.

"Getting attached to someone isn't real, huh? Real good one, self..." you muttered to yourself, trying to make a laugh out of yourself, not realising the same man is watching your through his dream.

There was a good silence, while you stared at the plushie more before letting out a sigh and one more broken cry.

"Gods, I really wish you were here sometimes..." You uttered out before slowly letting exhaustion from your crying take you over, the small plushie falling from your hands and rolling beside you on the desk.

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Diluc suddenly woke up from the dream, breaking a small sweat. Running a hand through his hair, he sighed. You were that attached to him. Well, he is your favorite.

Yet, as he lay back down onto the bed below, he couldn't stop thinking about it. You found comfort in him despite not even being physically there apart from the plushie in your hands.

So, as he lay, he wonders... What can he do to someone he couldn't even reach either? One that has the same predicament as him, unable to physically reach?

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》 Archiver's Notes: Cringy Self-Indulgent as an former genshin player who's account holds a double-crowned and C4 Diluc who has been my main ever since I got him during my first few weeks in Genshin (I started playing during November 2020) and yes, this entry will be a series.

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Fluffy Boy

White Rabbit X Reader

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》 Summary: You couldn't help but hold that rabbit's ears. |

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You couldn't help it. He was right there, and his ears were too good not to touch.

It was another one of your insomniac-like nights, unable to sleep, and now found yourself randomly pacing around your room and eventually calling out a certain being to your room.

"Darling, are you still awake?" White rabbit asked as he peeked into the room and witnessing you, his dear, pacing around and definitely not asleep.

"Couldn't sleep, and I don't know what to do," you replied as you stopped in your tracks, quite surprised over the White rabbit's sudden voice in the room.

He then replied with a hum before slowly entering the room, awaiting whether you would stop him or not. When you didn't, he fully entered the room and approached you.

The White rabbit silently eased you back down onto the bed.

You hummed at this, thinking he was just going to lay you down and leave, "... You know I did say I couldn't sleep..." you muttered, and the White rabbit replied with a chuckle.

"Oh, I know, but I've also heard a good company might help one another slumber," the White rabbit replied, slowly stroking your head as he eased himself down on the bed beside you.

There was a small yet comfortable silence between you two. It was until your eyes gazed over his head, taking notice of the fur and lining of the stitches in his head, you wonder the underlying meaning behind them before ultimately looking over at his two bunny ears.

Before you know it, your hands are already on them, rubbing the soft material. You didn't even give the rabbit the time to think before he suddenly noticed your hands on top of his head on his ears.

The rabbit could only chuckle in amusement as his laugh brought you out of your trance. Pausing with what you're doing, you slowly retract your hands, but he softly held one of them by the wrist.

"Now, now... Did I say anything for you to stop?" He asked you, earning a small blush plastering across your cheeks. "I thought..." You were to speak again until he brought the held hand up his ears again, "If you wish so, you should've just asked, not ambush this poor Easter bunny..." he teased, looking back at you with a smirk.

As your hand held his ear again, you decided you're not going down without giving a similar medicine on his own.

You held him by the other hand and pulled him down on top of you, his head pillowed by your chest. You then went back onto rubbing the bunny ear while the other hand was now fidgeting around the fur on the back of his head. You weren't even startled like before when he let out a chuckle, "You've suddenly got the guts," the White rabbit spoke out, but didn't dare move as he found your touch somewhat soothing (Despite the bunny attire basically is like a furry).

Sooner or later, he noticed how your hands had stopped what they're doing. Looking up, he had found you asleep, seemingly touching his head, eased you to sleep.

The rabbit once again chuckled at how you were, but then again, decided not to move.

Not only did he not want you to wake up the moment he moves from you, but he also found this predicament on top of you comfortable, and pretty nice, much to what he wants to let out.

Soon enough, he found himself slowly growing tired. Closing his eyes, he slept.

Even amidst everything, from humanity turning their backs on him and Makai, what they call as Hell, to literally becoming a shell of a man who was mere moments before death's door, he found himself taking in the affection of a human.

One that he cherished deeply in this war.

》 Archiver's Notes: Roughly based on one of the chatbots of him on CAI. Feel free to ask which, although it isn't my bot.

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Thinking about: Camping

Your Favorite Character X Reader

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》 Summary: Camping is never easy when it comes to journey. |

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Thinking about how your lover whines and huffs each step they take. Who knew camping would be this difficult? Not them, that's for sure. But you, oh, you. You knew the way, used to the terrain path towards the camp site.

"Are we there yet, darling?" Your lover asked, breathing heavily as the two of you reached a little hut on the way.

You shook your head, feeling a little bit bad for your lover who you took for this camping. "Halfway there, love. This is their halfway mark," you said, pointing to the hunt you two decided to take a break on.

Your lover could only sigh as he took a breather, "This path is going to be the death of me, you know?" They groaned, opening their water bottle to drink.

You could only chuckle and give them a little kiss, "It'll be worth it, trust me," you said, placing their face on your palms.

"The things I'd do for you..." Your lover sighed, reciprocating the kiss.

The two of you soon continued your way towards the camp site, with occasional pauses and breaks.

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"Wow..." You could hear your lover awe, taking in the overlooking the campsite offers. You smiled and held their hand. You somewhat expected this reaction.

"I had the same reaction when I first went here," you said to them, looking at them rather at the site itself.

Your words made your lover's gears turn as they look back at you, "So you've actually been here. Why go for seconds?" Your lover asked, wondering why.

You laughed, squeezing their hand, "Because! The scenery is so beautiful, less people and stuff," you answered, mentioning how this was a much more rural campsite than some of the known ones close to the area. "Plus," you added, placing a hand on their cheek once again, "I wish for you to see this too, to be with me as well," you finished. Your lover could only gawked at your words before leaning in and kissing you. A soft and meaningful kiss.

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After getting things sorted, the two of you found yourself a good place for your camping setup.

Your lover help you ready the necessary items along with getting the parts of the tent ready for you to work it. Meanwhile, you started working on making the tent up thanks to your lover.

Later on, after you've setted the tent up, you hear the sound of the flooring of the tent crunch under the sound of someone. Looking down, you see your lover sprawled inside the tent. "You okay?" You asked them and they chuckled in return, "This is such a good site, but the way here is..." your lover said, shuddering by the end of their sentence. You laughed at your lover, knowing full well what they meant.

"Hey, atleast the journey was worth it, is it not?" You replied, taking a seat beside your lover who only pulled you closer to them to the point that their laying their head on your lap, humming as their reply.

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Night time soon fell, you soon enter the tent once more after cleaning up the outside after you two's dinner in the campsite. You also soon find your lover turning from side to side, clutching the tent's mat.

As you enter the tent, your lover soon noticed and whined your name, "Let's cuddle," your lover begged, stretching their arms out to you. You chuckled at your lover's behavior, finding it endearing to see them like this.

The campsite the two of you went to was particularly rural and close to a mountain, if not, by the foot of one. So, it was particularly cold there, even colder at night with the winds and all.

"Alright, let me set the light and close the tent," you said as you quickly closed the tent and then laying beside your lover.

You could practically hear your lover purr as they hummed at the feeling of you close to them.

As the two of you cuddle together, you feel them nuzzling closer to you. You hear them utter a 'Thank you', muffled by the cloth of your top.

You replied to their sleepy words through you kissing them on the forehead and rubbing the side of their face, uttering a 'I love you too' in return.

Thinking about camping with your lover who even with the difficult journey, they still stayed with you.

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》 Archiver's Notes: Just something I'll turn into a series. Also another something that I've done as I've currently made and finished this while me and my family went to camping.

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Thank you for answering my last ask! I would like to request a scenario where Uriel has been rescued by the reader and is adapting to a domestic life with them, especially if it includes him getting used to affection and kindness again. If it's alright with you, I'll be calling myself ~ ☁️ anon

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Entry No: 016 - Safety

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Safety

Angel Engine Uriel X Reader

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》 Summary: Domestic life with Uriel |

》 Warnings: Nightmares, They/them pronouns for Uriel, cuddling, small angst with comfort. |

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Wires and machinery whirred, its sounds verberating through the walls as the man, Dr. Goeff, grinned.

Submerging the body on that dark, cloudy liquid below. The machinery whirred harder, starting the process of resurrection.

Groans and pleas echoed through the room. Begging to stop, begging to be at peace, but no, the engine continued, siphoning every bit of power left in the poor thing. Agony and pain coursing through them as the man comes back to life.

Stop.

Stop.

STOP. IT HURTS.

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"Uriel...?"

Who's that...? The one calling...?

"Uriel, wake up! Hey,"

It calls me... Wake up...?

"It's okay, Uriel..."

Oh...

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It was past midnight, and the sun was already rising through the horizon. It was then you awoke, hearing the sound of pleas and sobs coming from your room.

It had only been weeks since you saved and let the tortured angel into your home(and life). It was a surprise no one in the facility(Tower of Babel) had questioned you or had tried searching through your home for the angel. But you're not complaining. You're safe, and they're safe now.

Of course, you insisted on letting them sleep in your bed, only wanting for the angel nothing but comfort in this home of yours.

Yet, Uriel still has to come to terms with what is happening. With this, their nightmares as they still have them due to the occurings within the tower of Babel.

Getting up, you slowly approached your room. Taking a peek in, you were met with Uriel feverishly shaking their head as they slept, mumbling pleas and begs as they wept in their sleep.

Leaving no chance to leave this angel with their nightmares, you found yourself by Uriel's side, gently waking them up with a hand on their shoulder.

"Uriel..." You called, gently shaking their shoulder, yet they didn't wake, "Uriel, wake up... Hey, now..." You called again, placing your other hand on their scarred cheek. You knew what they went through inside the tower. The visible rough and wounded body of the angel tells enough. Uriel still has a long way ahead from fully healing.

"It's okay, Uriel... It's just a nightmare..." you slowly said as you watched as Uriel stirred awake.

Despite the obvious harsh dream, Uriel awoke slowly. Turning their head and opening their eyes to only see you, not the tower of babel, not the grinning if Dr. Goeff, none of those, all they saw was you.

"Hey there, Uriel... It's alright," you gently coo, your thumb brushing against the skin of their cheek.

You watched as Uriel blinked a few times before realising where they were, in your home, with you, and far from that wretched place.

"Oh..." is what Uriel could only utter out. Smiling, you spoke again, "Yep... Just a nightmare, you're safe now..." you uttered, softly holding their cheek.

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Not seemingly a minute later, you ended with coaxing and insisting Uriel to have some company, that is, you. You wanted to be there, and Uriel thinks it is too much, kind boy.

"Uriel, I insist, I want to be there for you," you said as you moved over on the bed, "But-" Uriel was about to reply again, but you went first.

"No, I'm not leaving," you sternly said, carefully nudging Uriel back down on the bed.

They should've said more, continue to push that this is too much(despite it necessarily being a common, if not basic thing), but the way your words echoed in their mind.

I'm not leaving.

It grounded them, gave them enough faith on this one, singular human, you.

Uriel had been through so much, yet those words alone made them stop and let you wrap your soft arms around them.

It's okay. I'm not leaving.

Those words you had said repeated in Uriel's mind like a broken record.

Yes...

Everything would be alright...

You aren't going to leave him...

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The sun shined through the seems of your curtains, waking you from your slumber.

Setting off your sleep and rubbing your eyes to clear your view, you find yourself awake to see Uriel sleeping so softly.

The light of the sun bouncing off their slowly healing skin, such an angelic being.

As you continue to stare, you find yourself unable to let go of them as they remain in the same position they were, if not, closer to you.

"Maybe a few more minutes..." You thought to yourself as you let yourself sleep again, holding the sleeping Uriel in your arms.

Uriel found safety in your arms.

Uriel found safety in your words.

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》 Archiver's Notes: This one is requested by someone who wishes for them to be called "☁️anon." The entry might have gone off the request, but it is the idea that I thought upon reading the request.

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Hello! I really love your writing for Angel Engine and I was wondering if you take requests?

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" Greetings, I want to say first thank you for the appreciation of my entries. Secondly, to answer the question, yes, I take request. It's just that any NSFW-related requests would need to be charged/paid. SFW requests are free, reader. "

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Oh?

Salesman/Recruiter X Reader

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》 Summary: You have the salesman tied up in your basement, (not)ready for your sexual torture. |

》 Warnings: noncon? Dub/Sub dynamics, Dom!reader, edging, overstimulation, no reader orgasm, not much plot, just smut, man is tied up with a vibrator on his dick and you play with him through a held remote, OOC, indulgent, aftercare, fluff/crack by the end, a whole 360 on reader's personality. |

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Moans and groans echoed through the dimly lit room of your basement.

"Ohh? Already convulsing?" You teased, remote in hand, with the vibrator on his dick, as you set the frequency up, earning a broken moan from him as he tried bucking his hips into the air, attempting to get anymore friction. Just as he was about to reach his high, you turned off the vibrator.

The man let out a groan, bucking his hips up to gain any sort of friction but to no avail as he breath heavily. You could only chuckle at the sight, how many times have you edged him already? You didn't count but only bask in his reactions.

"You thought only you can play that game?" you said as you stood up, mentioning how you two met in the train station before you brought him into your house, a fly entering the mouth of a venus flytrap. "Well, two can play that game," you said, suddenly turning up the frequency and watch as he crumble down at the sudden friction after such an edge.

The man couldn't even speak properly, hair messy and some strands stuck themselves in his forehead, tears and saliva trickling down his eyes and mouth as he felt another orgasm about to go. His moans became erratic, his body shook as he feel his high coming, but you knew better as you, once again, turned off the vibrator completely, earning another broken cry from him.

Oh, how you basked in how this one sophisticated, respectful looking man now turned into a broken, sexually edged, sobbing mess of a man. "Already in your limits?" you teased him, placing your fingers on his chin as you made him look up at you, blown out eyes from the amount of edging you just gave him.

It was then he suddenly spoke, a low whisper you couldn't hear. "I'm sorry, what was that?" you asked him, tilting your head to the side as you slowly set the vibrator to a very slow pace, earning another broken moan from him, pushing him to speak out loud. "...Please... Please..." he muster up, looking up at you with half-lidded eyes, "... I don't know what you want or why... But please- mhg- Please- l-let me cUmh..." he moaned out, feeling another high approaching very slowly as he breathed heavily, a broken appearing on his face. You felt like he was already in the brink of insanity when he suddenly smiled at you. But, oh well, you already had your fun as you turned the vibrator up to the highest setting, letting the man reach his high.

Cum spurting all over himself and onto the floor, but oh boy, you didn't stop the vibrator. As he gets his high, he soon realized you weren't stopping the toy, soon bringing him to overstimulation as he tried shaking the thing off his dick, but to no avail.

"Stop...! I- already cammee- mnh!" he let out through broken moans. You then gave him a small look of confusion, "Why? Didn't you say you wanted to come?" you asked innocently, a sly smirk on your lips as you watch as the man writhe, another orgasm coming from him before you turned the toy off, letting the man (and his dick) rest.

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You could only sigh as you had finished dragging the now unconscious, yet clean, man upstairs and into your sofa.

After your little play with the man, and despite being a dominant person earlier, you don't want just leave the man there (not after filling you up with his moans and pleas). And so, wanting to be kind as well, you cleaned him up and brought him up to your living room whilst making sure the areas the ropes were on won't irritate. You also decided to put him on some clothes so he wouldn't possibly woke up on the same sweat and cum-filled clothes (Don't question how, let's say you have a lot of baggy and oversized clothing).

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While waiting for your food to finish heating as part of the recipe, you just sat there by the arm of the couch, blankly staring at the man's features. You just sexually edged this man and now you're staring at his lovingly features, nice one. (Who wouldn't?)

Yet, by the time you had moved to turn off the stove and ready the food on two plates, the man was getting up, and just stared at you, wondering how did things turned like this because the last thing he remembers is being overstimulated by you. Yet, same you was preparing food for the both of you.

Welp, what a day.

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》 Archiver's Notes: Something something the devil has whispered in my ear.

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Hello! I would just like to say that I am ABSOLUTELY obsessed with your works! <3 Especially with Entry No. 012 along with Entry No. 013.

Your writing is just so interesting and captivating that I can't help but be invested with the story being written. With that being said, I'm quite curious if this will turn into a series or if you will continue the story? ( ཀ͝ ∧ ཀ͝ )

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" Greetings, I appreciated the praise for my works, thank you ( ^♡^ ) "

" Though, to answer your question, for entry no 012 and 013, it is most likely to be turned into a series. Alongside this, there are other entries that I'm thinking of giving another part (specifically entry numbers 003 and 005, 006, 007, and entry 010) "

" Then again, it is all likely as for the whole summer, at least, this archiver is free to go ( ○u○) "

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" Greetings, by the time this is posted, my pinned entry(post) has been updated, though small, yet it is the reason I'm making this, "

" To anyone that had noticed, yes, I'm charging for NSFW content. I would still post it on tumblr, but for any requests, it will be charged. Unfortunately, Ko-fi's minimum charge is $1, though readers can commission me through the tipping option per se. The option is yours whether you would charge a dollar. "

" I would still post NSFW entries if I want to, but for requested ones, it isn't free. Again, I'm apologizing for this, but I'm in desperate need of something to do over the summer. Thank you for everyone's time, ( •u•) "

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Malewife

Christian Yu x Reader

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》 Summary: "You're an idiot." "Well, at least I'm THEIR idiot." Where while Christian is on his IG livestream, you come in to tell him bye before you go to work. |

》 Warnings: Short drabble, married, pure fluff, slight cursing, couples being couples, OOC and also self-indulgent again. |

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Soft laughs emitted from Christian's editing room as he interacts and rambles to his fans, relating to a new album he's working on along with smidges of his fans asking about his lover, you.

User: "Show us the lover, Ian!"

User: "Where's the ringed lover?"

User: "Man is hiding his lover from the world smh"

Christian could only laugh at the debacle that's happening on the chat. Waving his hand, he explained how his lover is currently getting ready for work, causing another wave of mentions in the livestream.

User: "Independent, go at em'"

User: "What a power couple,"

Christian chuckled as he read through the comments, mostly being either them mentioning how lucky Christian is or how jealous they are of one another.

It was then suddenly a knock on the door was heard before it was opened by none other than you. Peeking your head in as you silently asked if you could enter, to which, Christian nodded as you entered in.

"Need to go, I wanna say bye," you said, approaching Christian as he turned his chair around to face you. "Did you saw the food by the counter?" Christian asked, wrapping his arms around you as you kissed his cheek, ignoring the waves of comments coming from chat, "Yup, thanks for it, jagia," you replied, reciprocating the action.

Christian smooched back before saying "Take care," as you let go and left the room. Christian then turned back to the chat before becoming smitten over the interaction. Christian and you have been married for a while now, additionally, for many years as lovers, and he's still giggling over affectionate times of you together. It was when he calmed down when he noticed the chat absolutely teasing the man.

User: "Malewife"

User: "Christian Yu malewife confirmed??"

User: "He's so in love I can't-"

Every chat was about Christian in love for you as he laughed sheepishly at the chat, "Couples be couples, that's what we are," Christian said, leaning back on his chair as he placed both his hands on the back of his head. He continued reading the comments, until one particular one caught his eye.

User: "You're an idiot"

Christian then read the comment out loud before leaning forward from his chair, "I'm an idiot? Well, at least I'm THEIR idiot, hah!" Christian replied, showing the ring nuzzled on his ring finger to the fans, chuckling as he proudly said it. He was waiting his whole life since becoming your lover to say that.

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》 Archiver's Notes: Slightly inspired from a certain married voice actors having the similar, if not the same, scenario during one livestream.