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Reblog so I can continue reading this after my studying routine

A Duel of Lovers

Cyno x gn! reader

🔅content: After repeatedly losing in Genius Invokation to the master of TCG himself, you eventually started to put less effort into your recent battles, already knowing your inevitable defeats. But your behaviors didn't go unnoticed by Cyno... what effects will this have on his enthusiasm?

🔅a/n: Based this off of anon's storytime :) Got so inspired I suddenly started writing Genshin fics again (finally)

🔅Word Count: 2.8k

[Genshin Impact Masterlist]

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"y/n..., it's your turn."

“Huh...? Oh, right.”

Snapping back to reality, you tore your gaze away from the window, the scenery outside melting away as your attention refocused on the table in front of you.

There- an Oceanid card, freshly placed, gleamed ominously on the center of the battlefield, threatening the.... somewhat thoughtlessly arranged lineup you made.

As you were momentariraly lost in your own thoughts, you were now re-reminded that you were currently in the middle of an 'intense' battle of skill and strength against none other than the lord of TCG himself.

Or... that's how it was supposed to be.

For an average-skilled player such as yourself, going against Cyno was practically set to end with defeat no matter how many times you would have tried.

When you first started playing the game, you had the genuine interest to learn how to be better at the game (while using this as an opportunity to spend some time with your dear lover and his favorite hobby), but overtime, the constant defeat after defeat began to weigh on you. Each loss chipping away at your enthusiasm- and the thrill of the game eventuallg fading into a hollow routine to simply indulge on his hobbies.

Maybe you had a part to play on the downfall of your losing streak. Afterall, Cyno did offer to mentor you all his tade secrets, but you insisted to learn the tricks yourself for a more 'authentic victory' by observing him rather than having him teach you how to beat him. And you always showed frustration if ever he would start taking you lightly during your game.

“Um... I guess I’ll place this healing card for my team,” you muttered, more to yourself than your opponent.

"And.... I think I'll drop this... Fatui card."

You listlessly slid the card onto the table along with only half of your attention, your fingers brushing over its glossy surfs e and placing it on the center of the table, not even thinking about what kind of damage it will do to the opposing team.

'I'll probably do +2 dmg again anyway'

As you reached for a replacement from the deck, your mind already began to drift again:

Tonight’s chores... that nice bag you saw on sale this morning... tomorrow’s lunch....

The most mundane thoughts tugged at the corners of your focus, but despite the lack attention you paid to the game, you were met with a surprising fate....

"...Congratulations. You won." Cyno said, his tone calm and plain.

Your breath paused, mind processing the words he just spoke.

Shock and disbelief filled your mind, eyes widen and immediately scanning the scene before you: 3 of your opponent's cards- all depleted of their health, pulled to the edge of the table, indicating it's defeat.

Your eyes hover over to your side of the board: only 1 card was defeated- A sight which clearly displayed the true victor of this battle.

"W-wait, what...? Huh....?"

You blink rapidly, heavily inspecting each card that was placed on the table, looking for any incorrect moves Cyno might've missed during the game.

'Surely... he made a misunderstanding somewhere during the game... right? There has to be some sort of mistake.'

But no matter how closely you examined the board, it became painfully clear—every move was correct, every card exactly where it should be, and no turns were skipped.

There were no errors, no false calculations- only the undeniable proof of a flawless achievement.

You won.

"But... wait... when did I...?" You continued to search for any potential mistakes, still in complete denial of the result of this battle.

"Did you miss a few turns or something...?"

Cyno, with an expression devoid of any sort of emotion, spoke in a stoic manner. "I had all my turns. You won fair and square. Perhaps you just started becoming a master at this."

Silence was all you could respond with, shock and a bit of confusion loomed over you.

'...But... that's impossible...? I wasn't even paying attention...'

Of course, you wouldn't want to admit that you weren't actually focusing on the game, but still, the victory you reached went rather a little too smoothly... and it boggled your mind to unlimited confusion.

"You won... it was as simple as that."

As you remained frozen in place, staring into the far end of the wall, dumbfounded, Cyno carefully packed up his deck, cleaned up the board, and slowly began walking towards the door.

Cyno, whom spoke in a tone as hollow as shell, said with a monotone voice "It seems like you've already reached a level of mastery comparable to mine... I guess you don't need me to play with you anymore. It was a fun battle, y/n. I'll be heading back to work now, I'll see you tomorrow."

You rapidly blinked a few times more assessing the situation before finally taking notice in Cyno's reaction.

"W-wait...!" you stammered, your voice barely escaping your lips. But before you could even think of calling him back, he was already gone.

'Oh no...' You started to think

'...He seemed... rather dejected..'

'Did he purposefully throw away the game...?'

'Did he just started to not care about playing the game anymore because... did he notice that I wasn't paying any attention?'

As the questions came flooding in your mind, each one slowly began getting heavier and heavier than the last until a sharp pang of guilt settled in your chest.

You felt bad.

You suddenly felt bad for not taking the game as seriously as Cyno would have wanted- you knew it was a hobby he was truly passionate about, and you knew how much it made him happy whenever you'd show interest in partaking in a duel with him, but recently, you lessened the amount of effort you've been putting into your most recent battles, and you couldn't help but wonder if he started to notice it.

"Argh... what have I done...?" A short frustrated sigh escapes your lips.

"Did I... upset him..?" With a worried expression, you vocalized to yourself, realizing what you have done.

You took a deep breath, closed your eyes, and slowly exhaled, trying to regain your composure as you summon the determination within you to resolve this situation.

"...Tomorrow... I... I should make it up to him."

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'Another day another duel' is what they all say.

Or at least... that's what TCG enthusists like Cyno would be claiming.

The following day arrived and you took it upon yourself to drop by his office during his lunch break to challenge him in snother duel.

This time, you came prepared- very carefully rearranging your deck with the latest and strongest cards you could get your hands on, and thoughtfully strategizing the best team compositions that worked best for your deck.

You spent all night working on your set of cards while also reading on a few articles on the latest and most updated tactics on the TCG community to better improve your own skills during battles.

Hopefully, this should be enough to make him feel like you've brought in enough effort to play with him this time.

Approaching his door in the Mahamatra's office building, you lightly clutched the Totem to your chest and gently knock on the hard wooden door.

'I hope he's here...' you think to yourself.

"It's open. Come in."

Relief washed over you as you heard his voice. As you took a deep breath, you held onto the doorknob and slowly opened the door, carefully peeking in to see if you were interupting anything.

There, you found Cyno sitting peacefully behind his desk, seeming like he was just reading a couple of reports ik his hands.

"y/n... it's you." he said, a bit surprised with your unexpected visit.

He sits up straight with a mildly concerned expression as he scanned you. "What are you doing here? ...Did you need help with something?"

You lightly wave your hands in front of you with a small and hesitant smile "Ah... no no, don't worry... I just had some free time and thought I'd drop by during your lunch break.... Is... now a bad time?"

Cyno's shoulders relax, his tension getting relieved from his body. "I see. Well, we can have lunch together in a bit. I just need to wait for one of the soldiers to come pick up this report." He calmly said. "You can have a seat on the couch over there while we wait. He should be here soon."

Following his instructions, you head over to the sofa across his desk and carefully took your seat, watching him finish up his work.

After observing him for a bit, you took notice on some of his behaviors.

He didn't seem upset like you were worried about... but he seemed... just not as chatty, like usual.

The room felt rather much emptier and quieter than usual, ut was a strange feelinf you've never felt before around him.

Something just felt a bit different about Cyno, but there wasn't any hint of sadness which you could detect...

Was it because he was still working...? Or maybe because he's feeling a bit tired...? Still, you didn't like even the sligihtest idea of Cyno being even just being a little upset.

Suddenly, something clicks in your mind 'oh.'

Usually, in these quiet dead air moments where none of you are talking, he would be offering to play around of TCG with you by now.

But strangely, even after minutes had already passed, the offer for a duel never came.

Looking down on the Totem you held in your hands, you mustered up the courage to be the first one to approach him.

You stood up and approached him on his desk.

Cyno lowered his papers and looked up at you.

"y/n...?" Seeing your furrowed brows and determined expression, he couldn't help but feel a little confused.

"Cyno... are you busy right now...?"

He pauses for a moment, trying to scan your expression to get ang sort of hint as to what you could possibly be about to say.

"I'm not busy... did you need anything?"

You took a deep breath and swallowed your pride, bracing yourself for what was about to come.

Gently slamming the Totem box onto his desk, you pointed a finger at him and spoke with a determined, but hesitant, voice, closing your eyes as you spoke.

"...T-the time for a duel is nigh... my dear companion... A challenge presents itself to you... a fiercesome battle of s-skill, intelligence..., and power is in front of you."

Cyno, falling silent once more, stares at you and spoke in a slightly confused tone. "...You... want to play TCG with me?"

You paused for a moment, trying to remember similar phrases Cyno had once used before when he challenged you to a duel.

"I thought...-"

"Ha...! What other great battle would I be talking about...!" You cut off his sentence, proceeding to announce your invite.

"It is none other than the duel of champions, Genius Invokation!...B-B...behold...! I have come prepared with the strongest, most strategic deck you will ever feast your eyes on, s-so bring out your best cards and face me... Lord of TCG, Cyno..., d-do you accept my h-honorable invite...?"

Silence filled the air momentariraly.

You slowly opened one eye towards Cyno to view his reaction, but you regret ever even looking in the first place.

Cyno fell silent, mouth slightly opened, brows furrowed- a visible reaction of confusion evident on his face.

You firmly shut your eyes closed once more, a finger still pointing outward towards him, not daring to even move an inch until you get a response.

Embarassment overwhelms you, your cheeks flushing a light shade of red over it, but you already got yourself roped up in this scenario, so you were forced tosee this through the end.

The air felt tense, time felt longer than usual.

'Please... just say something... this is really embarassing if you're this quiet...'

Finally, you heard him respond.

"Hmph..." a low and mildly animated chuckle escapes from his lips. You slowly looked over to him, finally mustering up the courage to look him in the eyes.

Cyno, with one hand placed lightly on his chin and closed eyes, tugged his lips to form a small smirk on the side of his face.

"Your words truly capture the spirit of a formidable opponent..." He lightly caressed the bottom of his chin with his thumb, dramatically acting as if he were heavily contemplating your offer.

"Very well, brave challenger. I shall accept your invite to an honnorable battle of wits. Prepare yourself, for I, too, have also brought with me my rare, and most prized, limited edition cards." His tone was well in character and had a strong sense of determination.

Cyno stood up, raising his hand towards you, also pointing out a finger in your direction. "The battle is set. There shall be no turning back on your own words." He said with relaxed eyes and a small smile.

His expression seemed rather exagerated and honestly a bit dorky... but it was the kind of response you've been hoping for... the kind of behavior you realized you missed so much.

For some reason, the room didn't feel as tense and suffocating as it once used to be. Now, the atmosphere felt relaxing and light, one which would be perfect to have a few rounds of TCG in.

You crossed your arms, appearing to look determined. "I-I have way better deck than I did yesterday... so be ready, I will definitely crush you."

Cyno matched your energy, crossing his arms as well, but keeping the smile on his face still present.

He sighed softly while his gaze on you lightly softened, just a little bit more. "Hm. I have some new tricks up my sleeve as well, it's about time you finally started to get serious."

You looked over at him, pointing a finger at him. "Aha! I knew you just let me win yesterday."

He only shrugged his shoulders, his tone slightly sarcastic as his eyes remained its entire focus on you. "I have no such recollection." Cyno smirked. "Shouldn't you have been happy that you won against me?"

"Not like that I won't...!" You whined lightly, Cyno could only chuckle at your adorable behavior.

After a moment of silence, you remembered that there was something else you wanted to say.

"...I have to admit... I haven't been as... focused lately during our duels... but...! I remembered how much fun it is last night when I was coming up with better tactics and a new line up... so..."

Your mind suddenly began having flashbacks to when you first started playing Genius Invokation.

You remembered how much adrenaline you would get whenever you were able to make a high damage combo against his line up;

You remembered all the laughs you had after seeing Cyno get so in character for each time he would unleash his finishing move, regardless of it eneded up ending all of your remaining cards;

You remembered how pumped up and amazed you would get while observing the kinds of tactics Cyno would be deploying against you and trying your best to recreate them;

But most importantly, you remembered the softness of his smile when he sees you make the effort to spend your time partaking in a hobby he loves so much, even though he tells you that you are not obligated to play with him.

"N-not saying that I will... but... if ever I lose... would you mind teaching me... how to get better...?"

Cyno paused, looking at you with an endearing expression, later on turning his gentle smile into a small smirk and closing his eyes, placing both his hands on his hips and tilting his all head high and mighty.

"Very well, my future apprentice. You may learn the secrets of battling a champion such as myself- that is, if you are prepared to show me first your capabilities in a round of TCG."

You smile softly, also beginning to get into an animated character role. "A battle against the champion of champions would be an honor."

"Then duel with me like your life depends on it." He said with a firm and enthusiastic tone.

You and Cyno began arranging the board and shuffling your deck, preparing for a few rounds of what you expect to be the most intense battles you'll have since forever.

"I will definitely crush you with my most powerful card that I just got, just you wait" You said with a bit of excitement and competetiveness.

As you were finishing up on arranging your row of characters, Cyno watched you delicately, his lip pursed to the side and his eyes focused on you, a gentle look plastered on his face before he closed his eyes and chuckled softly.

"...Let the duel of lovers begin."

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a/n: Actually made this in between breaks while I was doing my finals and making a whole ahh website and working on 3D modeling lmaooo; I might make some light edits in the future bc I didn't read through it enough times as usual bc I'm way off my sched to be writing a 3k word fic :) but it's overall done and I actually really missed writing Genshin stuff <3

Thank you for reading!! Pls consider leaving some engagements for me they give me the will to live and strength to live fr fr ;)

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fishowisho · 1 month ago

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what is this fanfic (I love it but at the same time hate it but still more love than hate so def a good fanfic for me)

HELP IS IT NORMAL TO LIKE THIS

I choked on my water what

adeptus' temptation

✰ . fem!reader, creampie, nipple play, uhhh nothing else i love xiao

xiao has been having quite a rough time with the sudden influx of overtime in his role of protector of liyue, but of course, you're always there to help him out <3.

divider creds @/strangergraphics !

after quite a long day of xiao's taxing duties, he returned home to you rather late at night. this was unusual because he was typically home earlier, but he had been taking on quite the workload for some time now. of course, every night he'd come back so late, he would apologize and promise that this wouldn't go on for much longer.

quietly crawling into bed next to you, he was exhausted, more so than he usually was, but he was also awfully clingy tonight. despite your relaxed form sleeping soundly, he carefully wrapped his arms around your waist and laid halfway on top of you, burying his face in the crook of your neck and trailing soft kisses all along your skin.

the sudden sensation caused you to stir awake, and your eyes slowly fluttered open. you looked down at him, bringing a hand up to gently run it through his hair as you spoke in a sleepy whisper, "long day, xiao?"

squeezing you a little tighter, he nodded. "mhm. 'm so overworked..," he murmured, his warm breath tickling your skin as he spoke. before you could wrap your arms around you and kiss him on the forehead, he propped himself up to straddle above you. as you looked up at him, you could so clearly see the intense fatigue on his face. you frowned. he looked weary, like he hadn't been eating much, and the dark circles under his eyes were visible even in this low lighting.

you placed a hand on his cheek and he leaned into your touch, letting out a soft sigh of relaxation as his eyes fluttered shut for a moment. when he opened them again, there was a desperate look mixed with something else in his eyes, but you couldn't quite pinpoint it. he leaned forward again, beginning to pepper soft kisses on your cheek before moving them back down to your neck. his hands lightly trailed up and down your waist as he softly muttered in between the kisses he left along your skin, "can you make me feel better,, please?"

there was a plea in his tone that you just couldn't refuse. why not indulge a lover in need, yeah? you could barely get a nod in before he was crashing his lips against yours, his tongue eagerly slipping its way into your mouth as his hands wasted no time slipping just under the hem of your shirt.

he hardly pulled off of you, muttering quiet thank you's in the very short time frames where he moved his lips from yours to let you breathe. of course the yaksha could hold his breath much longer than you, so he didn't break the kiss until your hands moved up and frantically tugged at his hair.

you panted breathlessly as his hungry kisses moved down to your neck, his hands shoving your shirt up just enough to set your perfect tits on full display. he took a moment, his all-devouring gaze drinking in the sight of you beneath him like fine wine. a deep red splashed your cheeks and your eyes shifted away from his as if he'd swallow you whole if you looked too long.

he pulled your legs up to wrap around his waist, and you heard a soft laugh from him before he moved his head down, hand groping one of your boobs as he popped your nipple in his mouth, licking and sucking at the sensitive nub. his piercing golden eyes never left your face, admiring the sight of you whimpering and slightly arching your back off the bed when he started to bite.

his every touch set fire to your skin, not once taking your eyes off of him as his mouth and hands traveled your body like an empty canvas waiting to be turned into a magnificent painting. so when he’s tearing your panties off(he’ll promise to buy you a new pair later) and starting at stuffing his cock into you, you can’t help the shrill whine that immediately jumps out of your throat.

he's slowly pushing his hips forward, soft groans already escaping his mouth as your pussy sucks him in so sweetly. he starts off slow, pulling his hips back and forth in short, harsh thrusts. his head is hung low, grip tightening on you as needy moans and incoherent praises spill past his lips and directly into your ears.

your legs squeezed tight around his waist, pulling him closer so he could fuck you deeper. your hands tangled and tugged at his hair, whines of his name leaving your mouth like a catchy song-- a beautiful melody to his ears.

at this rate he was fucking you like a bitch in heat, his fast pace so difficult to keep up with and practically knocking the air out of your lungs. his grip on you was bruising, nails digging into your plush skin as he completely ruined your pussy. your eyes were rolling so far back into your skull that you swore you'd be able to see your brain soon-- back arching off of the bed and your legs squeezing tighter around his waist as all sorts of pleas and lewd phrases rushed out of your mouth.

desperately chasing his high, he speeds up imperceptibly-- which you didn't even know was possible at the rate he was already going. when he started to desperately bite all over your neck and collarbones like a starved man, your vision went spotty and your orgasm crashed over you like a tsunami.

gazing down at the creamy white ring formed at the base of his cock by your juices, his hips stuttered as fervent gasps and desperate, stringy moans started to spill past his lips while he neared the edge.

a few more sharp thrusts and he started to unravel, pace erratic and unsteady as he spilled ropes of his cum into you with heavenly whimper that fell right into your ears. his thrusts slowly stuttered to a stop as the last of his cum spurted into you, droplets of it already dripping onto the sheets below you.

your combined breaths were heavy, but he only stopped for a moment before he started to slowly thrust again. pulling all the way out until just the tip was left in you before harshly snapping his hips forward, groaning each time his skin slapped against yours. what a long, long night you were going to have.

#im a simp #the skrunkly #sillyposting #im bored

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