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to my asexual moots, I'm so sorry for the stuff I'm about to post LMAO

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guess who is rebranding/redoing their tumblr for the nth time 🤧

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imagine vi during that time of the month

she probably tries to act tough as if her body doesn't feel like it's stabbing her constantly

and if your time is synced up with hers, she probably wouldn't even say anything bc she just wants you to feel better, so she pampers you

she'd probably get scolded by either you or caitlyn (poly caitvi x reader perhaps 👀)

me: how do I make myself suffer less, omg violet-

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If she's not wrapped with a bow and under my tree on Christmas day, I'm going to be very disappointed 😔 /j

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Funny Moments from Rewatching MTP

"You can stop acting already."

*a man literally dying in front of him*

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Mycroft: "I'm actually here to give you a warning."

Me: "Beware of women-"

Mycroft: "Beware of women."

Me: "Wait- What-"

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(I believe I've watched this too many times)

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BEAUTIFUL PERSON AWARD! Once you are given this award you’re supposed to paste it in the asks of 8 people who deserve it. If you break the chain nothing happens but it’s sweet to know someone thinks you’re beautiful inside and out <33 !!! 💖💖💖

not this marinating in my inbox for 4 days 😭

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#"Redundant"

Xiao's birthday wishes!

Characters: Xiao (MY BABY <333)

Warnings: none, it's all fluff

Notes: This is purely self-indulgence for my birthday 😭 (yes, I used his voice line)

Words: 400

Walking around Wangshu Inn has become boring. It's too quiet here to you. Although there are plenty people about and there's plenty noise, it's too quiet. Too empty. A piece of you is missing.

A... something. Neither a friend nor significant other. He's just there. Someone who allows you to touch him intimately, someone who allows you to keep him company.

Xiao.

That's right, Adeptus Xiao. Protector of Liyue.

The same man who has no knowledge on the concept of birthdays. And it just so happens to be your birthday. A few days earlier, Verr Goldet had mentioned that your birthday was coming up. Xiao had answered with confusion. What did that matter to him?

It stung a little, but you knew he didn't mean it in a harsh way. He was asking a genuine question. It was just another year that passed by, a fleeting moment in his lifetime of two-thousand years.

Thinking about it makes you unhappy, so you try to distract yourself. You asked Verr if she had any work, but she turned you down.

"It's your birthday! Go celebrate with a day off, okay?"

You reluctantly complied, going off to your bedroom. But now here you were, nervously watching the balcony in the hopes that he might appear. Hours pass and there's no sign of Xiao still. With a sigh, you begin to walk back to your room before you hear your name spoken quietly.

"I-" Xiao starts, looking awkward. This is unusual for him, approaching you first. He doesn't have a way with words since he's kept a distance from mortals. He clears his throat.

"This mortal concept of commemorating the day of your birth really is redundant..."

You see him visibly wince at his own words. A few moments later, he continues, opening his hand.

"Wait. Have this. It's a butterfly I made from leaves," he murmurs, holding out the butterfly in his palm.

There's a smile on your face. You can feel it. Xiao seems to notice this, becoming flustered as he pushes his creation into your hands. You examine the butterfly. It's cute, nothing lavish, but it's the thought and effort he put into it that counts. Although the craftsmanship could be better, you're not going to comment on it.

"Thank you, Xiao. How cute," you say, looking up at him. You see pink rush over his face and even his ears.

"Okay. Take it. It's an adepti amulet — it staves off evil."

There's a beat of silence.

"And uh- Happy Birthday."

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#"Curiosity Killed The Cat"

You discover that Alastor has a tail.

Characters: Alastor

Warnings: none

Note: Alastor with a deer tail makes him sound less menacing.

Words: 300

“My dear, you’re being too handsy,” Alastor tuts, gently removing your hand from him.

Although you are close to Alastor, he dislikes when you touch him anywhere remotely sensitive. And recently you had made a discovery. Underneath his coat is a tail, a deer tail. It makes him seem less threatening and more adorable. If there was anything Alastor hated, it was being seen as nonthreatening. How was he supposed to take control if you weren’t scared of him?

Clearly moving your hand wasn’t enough to dissuade you because you immediately reach out again. Alastor’s smile tightens and his eyes narrow. He sighs, indulging you just this once. 

“Are you satisfied now?” Alastor asks after a few moments. When you don’t move your hand, Alastor’s smile twitches. “You know what they say, my dear. ‘Curiosity killed the cat.’”

“But people also say that ‘satisfaction brought it back’,” you quip.

Alastor, once again, politely removes your hand from his backside. But it was and never could be that easy, could it? Because not even five minutes later, you're touching his tail again. It’s so fluffy that you can’t help but continue to touch it. You watch in awe and confusion as his tail flattens. It’s a sign of a sense of danger to deers. While Alastor is very much (or very much was) a human, you can’t tell if it’s out of fear.

Although you doubt Alastor would be afraid of you of all people.

“What’s wrong?” you ask, finally removing your hand.

Alastor steps away from you quickly, “Nothing. Everything is perfectly fine. Apologies, but I just remembered that I have things to do that relate to the hotel.”

Without even so much as a goodbye, Alastor walks away from you. Even after he’s long gone, when you wander off to do whatever it is that you decide to do, you can’t help but think about how fluffy his tail was. 

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#"Luci's Duck Problem"

A quick drabble about Lucifer's hyperfixation on duck everything.

Characters: Lucifer

Warnings: none

Note: I just know this man has duck pjs. Prove me wrong-

Words: 300 (exactly 300 too)

When you first started dating Lucifer, you didn’t think he was that into ducks. But as soon as he brought you home, you realised that he was anything but normal about ducks. Any normal person (sinner?) would most likely be rather confused and maybe more than a little freaked out, but you just found it absolutely adorable. Whenever he shows you another one of his rubber ducky creations, you look at it in awe, amazed at his ingenuity and how cute the duck is. He even created one to keep you company when he was busy.

Rubber duck creations aren’t even half of his hyperfixation. When you started “moving in” with him (aka leaving clothes and everyday necessities at his house just in case), you found a set of duck pyjamas in his closet. Along with the wardrobe that contained pyjamas, you found that his bedsheets were ducks and he even had a duck-shaped pillow. Of course, you teased him about it until he was a flustered mess, but you found it endearing all the same.

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“Sweetheart, do you know where my pillow went? I can’t find it anywhere.”

When Lucifer gets no reply, he checks the guest bedroom. There you are, lying comfortably on the bed with none other than his precious duck-shaped pillow in your arms. He pouts adorably which makes you grin.

“No, I haven’t seen your pillow anywhere. Wherever could it be, hm?” you ask teasingly.

Lucifer gives you an unimpressed look, reaching for the pillow. But you quickly snatch it away, keeping it out of his grasp. The both of you end up playfully brawling for the pillow, Lucifer failing to get the pillow due to his short stature.

In the end, you have Lucifer, the King of Hell himself, begging for his pillow back.

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#"Alastor Cat Drabble"

A quick drabble about petsitting cursed cat!Alastor with Lucifer.

Characters: Alastor, Lucifer

Warnings: none, I shouldn't need to add a warning for cursing bc it's hazbin

Note: Inspired by art of the adorable cursed cat Alastor.

Words: 200

"I think this was a mistake," Lucifer deadpans, staring at the cursed cat you hold in your hands.

This isn't just any cat, it's Alastor. Alastor the Radio Demon, who's feared by most sinners, is a cat at the moment. He's surprisingly calm around you despite his aversion to touch.

But as soon as Lucifer reaches to take him from you, he starts to nip at his fingers. It's hilarious to you, annoying to Lucifer. Lucifer just wants to spend time with you. Alone.

Unfortunately, Alastor won't allow that. Lucifer tries, and fails, again to reach for Alastor. Alastor's smile immediately tightens and he tries to bite Lucifer. Lucifer yelps, stepping back.

"It's like he's some kind of demon- well. You get what I mean- You little shit, don't bite me!" he shrieks as Alastor jumps out of your arms and practically tackles him. He desperately tries to shake Alastor off of him.

If cats could cackle, you're pretty sure Alastor would be maniacally laughing right now. It takes Lucifer approximately five minutes to fling Alastor onto the couch in the lounge.

"See, this is why we shouldn't get another cat! I told you cats are menaces," Lucifer mumbles. "We are never getting another cat."

"But they're so cute!"

"No-"

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#"Fluffy"

You and Angel Dust dance in the rain and deal with the aftermath.

Characters: Angel Dust

Warnings: none, this is pure fluff! hehe

Note: I actually struggled writing the way he talks, so I barely gave him any dialogue. I apologise, but Hazbin Hotel characters are hard to write for. And also, I didn't really want to write Angel Dust smut because the poor man needs a break. So here's some innocent romance.

Words: 1k

There was something so morbidly beautiful about the red rain. When you had first arrived in Hell, you hated the rain. It had a disgusting metallic stench and it felt horrid on your skin. However, that was months or possibly years ago and your opinion had changed since then. Especially since you got to experience that with your lover, Angel Dust.

Walking down the sidewalk under an umbrella with him felt like Heaven, ironically enough. His presence was comforting, his silver tongue music to your ears. Angel always offered to hold the umbrella too, despite your protests. But you couldn't deny that it was easier for him to hold it because of his 4 arms. No matter where the two of you went, he kept one arm wrapped around you. Angel was clingy and you found it adorable. He wasn't just clingy, but he was rather protective of you too. The lecherous gaze of other sinners were always met with a glare from your boyfriend.

For once, the rain was bothering you. You just wanted a nice date at a local scenic spot. Well, as scenic as you could get in Hell. It was supposed to be romantic, something different than usual. There was no special occasion, you just wanted to spoil Angel. It was the most you could give him after he had been working all day.

Unfortunately, rain hadn't been on the forecast which meant you and Angel weren't prepared. Neither of you brought an umbrella. With a frown, you look up at the sky miserably. Your boyfriend doesn't seem to mind, smiling absentmindedly.

"I've got an idea, toots," he winks. You're surprised when Angel offers one of his hands. "May I have this dance?" he asks teasingly. It's enough to tear a giggle from your lips, forgetting about the wretched weather. This isn't so bad, you think as you twirl in the rain with Angel. You could get used to this. Angel hums an unrecognisable tune as he dances with you, wrapping his arm around your waist tighter.

Multiple sinners around you were running for cover, but you ignored them. Forget everyone else, you were too enraptured in this dance with your lover.

You couldn't help the grin on your face as Angel dipped you. The both of you locked eyes, laughing. To bypassers, you probably look like idiots.

"Y'know, you're a pretty good dancer, babe," Angel coos, pressing a quick tiny kiss to your cheek. You scrunch up your nose from the ticklish feeling of his fluff. He chuckles at that, flicking your forehead.

Although it is fun dancing in the rain with the love of your life, it's probably not the best to stay in it. Despite being dead, sinners and hellborn still manage to get sick. You found out the hard way. A sneeze from you signals that yeah, you should both get back to the hotel.

Getting a taxi in Hell while it's raining is well... it's Hell. But Angel's popularity really helps in these scenarios. Even though you don't like using his popularity for benefits, you're thankful for it now. While the both of you sit in the back of the taxi cab, Angel holds you close to his fluffy chest. You let your face rest in his chest, nuzzling it.

Usually you'd both be bantering right now, but neither you nor Angel wants to ruin the peaceful atmosphere that's been provided by the rain.

The drive back to the hotel stays peaceful, Angel continuing to hold you close as you both shiver. It's cold now that you've gotten out of the rain. The jacket you had brought was soaked and couldn't be used for warmth anymore.

Finally arriving at the hotel, Angel carries you up the stairs and to his bedroom. You take a quick shower with Angel, drying him off. Drying him off is a longer process than drying off yourself. It's almost like wiping down a wet animal because of his fluff. But you don't mind how long it takes. It feels almost domestic.

You watch in the mirror as Angel stands still for you to dry off. He's adorable and you always tell him that. Though he never believes you. You're often rebuted by him.

"I ain't cute," he would grumble.

"Of course you are," you'd always respond.

With a smile on your face, you kiss his cheek, "Angel~"

Angel practically melts, leaning back into your arms as you dry him off. He lets out a content sigh.

"Hm?"

"You know I adore you, right? I love you so much," you croon, pinching his cheek slightly. "And I think you're adorable-"

"Ah, not this shit again."

The both of you burst into a fit of giggles.

"Just accept it. You're cute. Adorable. Precious."

"I told you, that I'm not fucking-"

You cut him off as you pepper kisses on his face, narrowly missing his lips. Angel tries to grab your cheeks to place a solid kiss on your lips but you manage to wriggle away somehow. You evade him playfully, blocking his kisses.

In the end, he gives up with an endearing pout. You take pity on him, finally giving him the kiss he so desperately wanted.

"Now will you accept it?" you ask cheekily.

"Absolutely not-!"

By some miracle, you finish drying each other off, switching into dry clothes. You just quickly grab something from the stash of clothes you keep in Angel's room.

Before you know it, the two of you are wrapped in fuzzy blankets as you cuddle. Angel has all four of his arms around you.

He keeps you close, letting your head rest on his chest. "If anyone's cute, it's you, babe," he murmurs softly, eyes closing contentedly.

You huff, "I'm not, you are-"

"Let's not turn this into a challenge, toots. Because you know I'd win, obviously."

"No, I'd win!"

"In your dreams, loser-"

Safe to say that this argument lasted until the two of you passed out from exhaustion, still snuggled up together comfortably.

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#"King"

You're being good for your king.

Characters: RiiKami (vtuber)

Warnings: suggestive themes, implied sexual content, um... yandere-ish (it's riikami so duh-), not proofread (didn't wanna bother my friend this time 😭)

Notes: This is from before I started actually getting into RiiKami. Even now, I'm still fairly new to this. :/ Also this was very much inspired by his song "Worshipping Desires". It's literally my favourite song and AH. If you didn't know, at one point you hear "here" and "good", so I took that and wrote something for my friend from it. I guess this is kind of a more modern royal au(?)

Words: 1.3k

With a flick of his wrist or a snap of his fingers, you were at Kami's beck and call. Though he never forced you to do anything you didn't want to. He was respectful in that sense. But somewhere, deep inside your mind, you wanted him to use his power to do... anything really. There wasn't a thing you wouldn't do for that man, honestly.

Ever since you had met him and pledged your life to him, you'd felt a magnetic pull. It reminded you of the books you used to read about soulmates. Unrealistic scenarios, you thought. But what if- You pause in what you're doing, almost falling over the person in front of you like dominoes. As you look up to see the person you ran into, your heart skips a beat. Without even seeing his face, you can tell. It's Kami.

"I'm so sorry, you're majesty-!"

Kami tilts his head, smiling, "It's fine. You didn't purposely run into me, right?"

You blink. Is he... oh, he's teasing you. Wait. Teasing you?!

"Ah- I... um no. It was an accident. I swear," you place your hand over your heart.

Whether I was to calm your racing heart or to show your sincerity, you're not sure. Kami stares at you for a moment more before he turns and walks away. You let out a sigh of relief, slouching.

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Later that day, you relax in your bedroom. Your own bedroom. Unlike the rumours about the King, he was benevolent. Especially to you. Well, according to the other staff. In your opinion, he treated you the same as anyone else. You frown as you look at the letter on your nightstand. It's addressed to you from your parents. Earlier, you had read the contents. They were expressing their disappointment at how your life had gone. At a young age you had refused to be married off. This wasn't medieval times, you had argued. It was modern day. And it wasn't like marrying you off to anyone would help your family financially.

They were in debt, deep debt. Nothing could possibly help them now.

But you were wrong.

Kami had made an offer. You work for him, he paid you generously. And who were you to deny such a beautiful man.

Originally your parents tried to dissuade you, claiming he was too dangerous. That he'd surely kill you or something worse. But he hadn't. No, he had been nothing but kind.

A smile forms on your face as you think of it. The smile quickly vanishes as you blush at the memory of something he had said to you.

His obsession, he had called you. What did that mean? Were you delusional or was he-

You shake your head. There was no time to think of that, you needed to rest for that night's ball.

Getting dressed into a classy yet simple outfit, you take your first step up the stairs from the staff quarters.The first thing you see is the king himself.

"Your majesty, what are you-?"

"I was waiting for you," he cuts you off abruptly.

"For me?"

Kami nods, offering his hand. He raises his eyebrow.

"Well...?"

How can you refuse him? As he grasps your hand, you can feel the warmth seep through his gloves. It makes you feel giddy, but also nervous. It's embarrassing. Not because you're with Kami. But because Kami is with you, a simple servant.

The both of you step into the ballroom and all you can think about is how strange it is that he chose you to accompany him tonight. Isn't he ashamed of you. His servant. But he called you his obsession..."Are you feeling okay?" he questions, walking towards what you assume is his assigned seat.

"You don't have to be here if you don't want to."

You're quick to reassure him, "No no! I'm alright. I can tend to you, your majesty.

"Kami struggles to stifle a laugh, "Tend to me? In what way?"You swear his voice dropped an octave.

"A-Any way..." you manage to choke out.

He smirks, "Then maybe you can tend to me privately from now on... after the ball, yes? Don't feel pressured. I won't make you do anything weird. You can just change my sheets and stuff like that if you want to."

"I said anything- I'm not against anything."

Kami makes a sound of acknowledgement, looking away. He spots a few familiar faces, telling you to stay put as he goes to greet them.

However, staying still was not your strong suit. You wander around the room, eventually spotting people that you recognise. But they're not people you want to talk to, they're just old bullies. As fate would have it though, they call you out.

"Over here!" one calls. He's grinning as if he's found a new toy.

You're not a child anymore, but you still can't help but be scared of them. And so you comply with them.

They're quick to start jabbing you, both physically and verbally. They joke about your family's financial situation and how you're probably miserable working for Kami. The entire time, you're silent, spacing out.

You're snapped out of your trance when you hear a booming, but comforting, voice call out for you. It's Kami, once again saving you. At this point you might as well give up your life to pay for all of his help.

Kami grabs your arm, pulling you back into his chest. He glares at the group of bullies.

"Scram. I won't have you insulting a future monarch-"

You're speechless. A future monarch. A monarch... that's only possible through heredity. But you're not of the royal bloodline so what does this mean.

While you're thinking back on everything, the troublemakers sprint out of the ballroom. Shocked faces and gasps are heard around you as you're pulled away from the crowds. When you don't fully comply, Kami throws you over his shoulder. You offer no resistance, laying slack in his arms.

He opens the door to an unfamiliar room. The rooms lavish, adorned with tons of purple accents and fabrics.

Kami let's you down, steadying you before he speaks."Are you okay?"

"Yeah, fine..." you mumble.

He sighs, sitting down on his bed. "Did I say something that bothered you? I assumed you wouldn't be opposed to marrying me. You gave me no reason to believe you weren't infatuated with me."

You feel your face heat up, "Your majesty-"

"Just call me Kami, please."

"Kami," you start again, "That's unprofessional. We're two worlds apart. You're a king and I'm just someone who's working in a castle to pay of my parents' debts."

"Who cares about that? What does it matter? I see the way you look at me. Surely this love isn't one-sided."

"Is it not? I thought my feelings for you were unrequited-"

"They're not. I feel as much love for you as you do for me. Maybe more. But I'm not about to make a contest out of it," Kami laughs. "I thought you had picked up on it. Haven't you heard me call you my obsession at least a hundred times?"

You reluctantly nod.

"So? Nothing to say in return?"

"In return for what?"

"Oh, I don't know. Maybe something to say about the fact that I just confessed my love for you. And the fact that you feel the same?" he teases you, a hand languidly stroking your cheek.

"What is there to say if you already know how I feel?"

Kami grins, cooing at you,

"Oh, darling. My obsession."

He pulls away, eyes tracing over your every movement.He pats his lap, voice dropping an octave once more.

"Here."

You're quick to obey. He holds power over you. You wanted this and you're finally getting it.As you plop down in his lap he smiles. It's a Cheshire like smile.

"Good. You said you'd do anything to tend to me, right? Make good on your promise, yes?"

You know you're in for a long night.

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should I post my riikami fanfics? there's no tag for him and I'm not sure where to post them 😭💀 I would make a poll but I don't expect anyone to vote on it :/

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okok so yk how in ur aventurine fic the line “dr ratio walked in blah blah” i wanna know what bros reaction was was his face like “🤨😒” or something else i rlly wanna know now lmao 😔

I imagine Dr. Ratio walks in with a straight face. He probably entered the bathroom with an intention to use it but the poor guy walked in you and Aventurine. How I think it'd play out:

"Do you have not even a sliver of self-control. Disgusting. At least do it in a stall or somewhere more private."

He leaves the bathroom with a look of utter disgust, most likely not needing to use it anymore. 💀💀💀

Poor guy LMAO

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#"Be A Millionaire"

Aventurine wants to put a baby in you.

Characters: aventurine (the peacock himself)

Warnings: vaginal sex, unprotected sex, breeding (so smut), use of the word "whore" (if that bugs you, why are you reading it 🤨), petname "pet", there's some hoes in this house LMAO

Notes: This was heavily inspired by "Baby By Me" by 50 Cent & Ne-Yo. I absolutely love breeding in smut so why not try writing my own. I'm not good at writing smut, but I tried!

Words: 1.5k

You couldn't deny that Aventurine was attractive. Although he might be a threat to you and the other Nameless, you couldn't resist his charm. He liked spoiling you, his 'pet'. Veritas thought the both of you were disgusting. He'd found out about your relationship after walking in to the two of you fucking in the hotel bathroom.

Aventurine often invited you to his hotel room, spoiling you there too. He'd give you anything you wanted, absolutely anything. Aventurine had invited you after dinner today. His gaze stayed on your stomach, noticing the slight bulge from the food you had eaten. Even though you were talking, he wasn't paying attention to what you were saying. His arm wrapped around your waist, palm pressed against your stomach.

"Aventurine? Are you listening to me?" you asked.

"Huh? Yeah, of course," he answered.

But you could clearly tell he wasn't. You were confused, following his gaze. What was he so fixated on?

"What's up?"

Aventurine smiles, rubbing his thumb against the skin of your stomach.

"It almost looks like your pregnant, doesn't it? Wouldn't be so bad if you were," he murmurs.

You don't respond, jaw dropped. The two of you hadn't ever talked about a baby, but you weren't opposed. You thought about it, a mini Aventurine sounded adorable. With his genes, any kid you'd have would look cute.

"Yeah? I didn't take you for someone like this-"

"Someone like what?" Aventurine laughs, "I saw a cute kid today in the hotel and then you show up, belly bulging from food... imagine how good you'd look if you were actually pregnant. You'd be glowing, gorgeous as always. Makes me wanna put a baby in you."

He smirks as he sees you go red, "Oh? You like the idea? Should I actually..."

He pulls you impossibly closer, hands groping at your ass. This is a habit of his, groping you. Aventurine knows you like how handsy he is.

"If we actually do this... I won't let you rest at all. Clear your schedule for tomorrow, hm? Come on, be a good little pet."

Your hands shake as you take out your phone to message the Astral Express group chat. The message you send is a jumble of words that can barely be discerned.

"Tsk, can't even spell write. Maybe you should call them."

You inhale sharply. Calling everyone at this hour? And when he's touching you like this? How would you keep your composure. Knowing Welt and Himeko, they'd pick up on this. And you know that Caelus wouldn't approve of your fraternising with the "enemy".

Aventurine waits as you decide. Eventually you give up and call your friends. "Ah, hello," Himeko answers sweetly. "We were wondering where you were."

You take a deep breath before requesting a break the next day. Himeko listens, allowing your request.

"But I do wonder why you'd request a break. Are you tired? Or is there another reason?"

"N-No, I'm just taking time for myself. Recuperating after the Luofu, you know?"

"Mhm, sure."

The doubt is clear in her response, but you brush it off. Aventurine raises his eyebrow, squeezing your thigh.

"Um, I should go... see you later, Himeko."

"Of course, goodnight."

Aventurine smiles, kissing your wrist as you set your phone down.

"Good pet. And you know what good pets get? They get treats. Sit on the counter, legs open. Rest them on my shoulder."

You do as he says, letting him kneel between your legs. He hooks a finger around the waistband of your underwear, pulling them off. They stick to you, wet from your arousal.

"Hm? Already so wet from the idea of me knocking you up, sweetheart? How lewd," he comments.

Before you can respond, he's flinging your undergarment in the other direction, licking a stripe up your core. You gasp. His mouth is so wet and it feels amazing on you. Aventurine smiles against your cunt, suckling on your clit. He teasingly nibbles.

He's too good at this, too good at using his tongue. In more ways than one.

He pulls back a bit, licking his lips, "I've barely even done anything and yet you're gushing on the counter. How cute."

Aventurine leans back in, tongue slipping inside of you. He hums and you can feel the vibration. Your moans only serve to encourage him, his tongue working faster. You beg him to stop. Not because you don't like it, but because you don't want to cum just yet. He doesn't listen for once. Your pleading spurring him on in a way.

"Don't be afraid... let go, my love. I want to taste you," he whispers as his face is still buried between your legs.

You barely hear him, legs tightening around his head. He grunts as you practically smother him with your thighs. But he doesn't mind and you can tell by the way his cock is straning his slacks.

"Please, Venturi-" you whine.

You're cut off by your orgasm, hands gripping his hair tightly. He groans, tasting you on his tongue. Aventurine laps every last drop of your cum up, wiping anything he got on his face with his finger before licking that up too.

"You taste sweet, as always," he coos, inserting his finger now.

You whimper from the overstimulation, squirming.

Aventurine clicks his tongue, "Don't make me tie you down, darling." By the way you clench around his fingers, he can tell you lick the idea.

"Dirty little thing, you are."

He stretches you open, but the both of you know that won't be enough.

"I'm sorry, my sweet. But I just can't wait anymore. It'll sting a bit, okay?" he whispers, nibbling on your earlobe. You nod, not minding if it does sting.

A little bit of pain is nothing if it gets you pleasure later.

"Good pet."

You watch as Aventurine slides his slacks off. The front of his boxers is a mess, fabric incredibly wet. You realise he must have came in his boxers earlier. His cock is reasonably sized, a bit bigger than average but nothing extraordinary. And yet he could no doubt break you with just his cock.

"I don't think the counter would be the best place for this. Especially if we're doing this all night. On the bed, all fours, and ass in the air."

You comply, stripping yourself completely while you're at it. He absolutely loves this position. Loves being able to push your head down in the pillows, loves being able to grope you from behind, loves leaving marks on the nape of your neck and whispering in your ear.

He positions himself behind you before entering you. You hiss at the feeling of him pushing in, stinging just as he had said earlier. But you relish the feeling. It's not so much painful, just unexpected. He can feel your walls clamp around him as your body struggles to fit him since he didn't stretch you enough.

"Shit! You're so tight, wish I had stretched you out more. But it feels amazing, sweetheart. The way you clench around my dick. You love it so much, don't you?" he teases, "I know you do."

He makes a point by thrusting into you. You groan, grabbing the sheets beneath you so you don't collapse.

"Was that painful?"

"No, keep going..."

He listens to you, setting a steady pace. But not before you adjust to his size. It feels amazing, euphoric, as he slides in and out of you.

"You can go faster," you mumble.At first, you don't think he hears you as he pulls out. You're proven wrong as he slams back into you. While the pace before had been steady and rather slow, now he's pounding into you, destroying your insides.

"My pet," he croons, sounding out of breath. "This is what you wanted, hm? For me to treat you like my personal toy... What would the others on the Astral Express think? Seeing you with someone they dislike? What are you going to tell them when you wind up pregnant? That it was an accident? Or will you tell the truth?

"You moan, "T-Tell them the truth..."

"Yeah? That you've been whoring yourself out to me?"He slaps your ass without warning and you can practically hear the grin in his voice."You're fucking adorable... imagine our child. I bet they'll have your eyes," he murmurs softly.

It's strange, endearing almost, that this man who's fucking you so roughly is speaking so softly about what your future kids will look like. You almost laugh at the image, but you can't in your current state. Aventurine reaches for your clit, rubbing it in a circle and pinching it between his fingers.

"I can feel that you're close. Cum for me, darling."

And you do, faceplanting into the pillow and collapsing on the mattress.

Aventurine follows after you, chest against your back. He pants in your ear. You feel him shoot his load into you, his seed warm. It's something you're not used to since he usually pulls out.

"That was amazing, you're wonderful. You'll make a beautiful mother, my dear," he whispers. "Ah, but don't think we're done."

He chuckles as you grunt into the pillow.

[notreallysorryxx]

#"Innocent Encounter"

Childe and Zhongli are so sweet to you. But do they have ulterior motives?

Characters: Childe (reffered to as ajax in this fic), Zhongli

Warnings: yandere, dark themes (kidnapping, obsession, stalking), childe (pfft-)

Notes: HAPPY VALENTINES DAY, MY LOVES!!! (I've tried to post this like 4 times, but tumblr isn't working with me ig... 😒)

Words: 1.9k~2.0k

You enter the Fatui cafe for your regular morning coffee. As you get in line, in front of you, talking to the barista, stands a tall man with a tiny rat-tail poking from his nape. The little braid makes you laugh a bit as you notice Ajax, the barista and your childhood friend, looking continuously frustrated and the rat-tail man who is getting flustered.

“Unfortunately, it seems I’ve forgotten my wallet,” the man mutters.

“Well sir, I cannot give you service if you do not pay,” Ajax smiles at the man, clearly irritated.

At this point, you’re getting impatient. You decide to cut in, offering to pay for the distressed man’s coffee. You step out from behind the rat-tail man. You notice Ajax’s face turn surprised, obviously catching him off guard. 

“I'll pay for it!” you smile although you feel annoyed. 

You watch as the rat-tail man’s facial expression turns surprised.

“I couldn’t possibly make you pay for me,” he tries to talk you out of paying for him.

Ajax chimes in, not liking all the attention you give the man in front of him.

“Hun, don't waste your money on some forgetful stranger,” Ajax uses a sweet tone to mask his rude remark.

You ignore Ajax, insisting that it’s not a hassle to pay for the man’s drink. Eventually, he gives up on dissuading you. He allows you to pay for his drink, promising to remunerate you for your generosity. Rat-tail man turns around and sits at a table not too far away. 

You step up to the counter sighing in relief as you finally order a pumpkin spice latte: 2 shots of espresso, with 2 pumps of vanilla syrup, whipped cream with cinnamon on top and a warm cheese danish.

“You’re not gonna order your usual cookie too?” asks Ajax, a teasing look on his face.

“And be predictable? No thanks. Never let them know your next move,” You flash him a thumbs up and a smile.

In the background, leaning his head on his arm is rat-tail man staring intently at the both of you chatting. He smirks, feeling a wave of infatuation rush over him. He goes to pick up his drink. You don’t seem to notice, too busy talking with the barista. 

After getting your drink and food from Ajax, you sit at another table adjacent to the rat-tail man. You dig into your pastry and drink your coffee, noticing that Ajax threw in a chocolate chip cookie; your favourite. You smile at him to thank him as you stuff your fat ass face. 

Rat-tail man gets up from his table and approaches you swiftly. You barely notice him until he is sitting across from you at your table, and begins to speak.

“I’d like to thank you for paying for me although I’m a stranger. If it’s not too much, I’d like to know your name.”

“Oh-” you wipe the crumbs from your mouth, “My name is Y/N! You?” you take another bite of your cookie.

“Zhongli. Zhongli is my name,” Zhongli smiles as he sips his cup of coffee. 

Ajax notices the two of you talking. His jaw tenses at the sight, a jealous aura surrounds him so much that the customer ordering asks if he's okay. He masks his displeasure quickly, regaining a smile.

You smile back at Zhongli, the awkward silence palpable. He doesn’t say anything more for a few seconds; he inspects you closely as the silence progresses. 

"You’re quite the sight,” he murmurs.

“Calling me ugly?” You give him an annoyed glare.

“The complete opposite.” 

“No need for flattery.” You’re flustered a little at the sudden compliment.

Behind you, Ajax curses loud enough for you to hear. He burned his finger from suddenly spilling coffee on himself. You break eye contact with Zhongli as you notice Ajax in pain behind you. You rush over to check his injury, running his finger under some cold water. Unbeknownst to you, Ajax smirks at Zhongli. He’s amused by the fact that he broke up your bantering and Zhongli knows it.

Zhongli huffs, annoyed at the fact that his conversation with you was interrupted by the barista.

           After things settle down you check your watch for the time.

“Oh shit! It's 8:35 already. I've gotta split!” You hurriedly grab your bag as you rush toward the door. A tall figure stops you before you can exit. 

“Excuse me, rat-tail man,” you stare at Zhongli, unamused.

“Before you go, to make it up to you. Let me take you out to dinner tomorrow!”  

“Sure, whatever.” 

Ajax notices this exchange and glares at Zhongli. The two of you quickly exchange numbers and you run out the doors and straight to work.

Ajax pookie dookie bear&lt;3

CHILDEEE I need boy advice I accidentally agreed to something :you

Ajax: You brought that onto yourself 

I was rushing T^T :you

Ajax: Just tell him you’re busy or something, pretend you have work

But he's taking me to a Panera Bread :you 

Ajax: That doesn’t mean you have to go

But food…. :you

Ajax: Can’t you cook?

We both know the answer to that :you

Ajax: Yk you could always let me cook for you

Like you'd ever :you

Ajax: You doubt me, princess?

Whatever lover boy, What do I wear tho? :you   

Ajax: Why not just wear what you normally wear?  

shorts and a tank top? :you  

Ajax: It’s not like this is important, right?    

Could be a future husband? Welp i gtg ttyl!!&lt;;3 :you

Ajax looks at his phone irritated at your reply, which was hopefully a joke. He scrolls down on his screen and sees a message from Zhongli. He smirks and sets his phone down and begins to get dressed. He’s made up his mind and decided he’s going to follow you and Zhongli on your supposed date.

Arriving at the restaurant on time, you tell the host that you’re here for someone. They lead you to the table, handing you a menu. Zhongli is already browsing the menu, a drink in hand. He gives you a saccharine smile which you return. You sit across from him, grabbing the menu. You’re immediately drawn to the broccoli cheddar soup. Your mouth starts to water as you imagine the delectable taste of the soup. 

Ajax arrives at the restaurant dressed in a black tracksuit with his face covered by his hood. He sits near the bathrooms in a booth where he can observe the two of you without you noticing. (He ordered some apple juice if you wanted to know.) 

The waiter comes by your table a few moments later, jotting down the order. An awkward silence falls over the table as you’re left alone with Zhongli.

“What did you order?” he asks, tilting his head.

“Did you not hear me order?” you tease.

A random man wearing a black tracksuit walks past your table. You don’t pay much mind to it but you can't help but think he felt slightly familiar. You watch him as he sits at another booth. Zhongli notices your abrupt loss of attention, following your gaze.

“Is something the matter?” Zhongli asks.

“Oh no!” You say sheepishly “That person who walked past seemed familiar. But it’s probably just a trick of the mind.”

“Have you been getting enough sleep?” Zhongli laughs.

“I feel like you have a tendency to insult me,” You give him a playful glare as you laugh to yourself. Zhongli blushes at the sight. 

“You know that's not what I meant- but..ahem, besides that you have a beautiful smile,” Zhongli compliments.

You blush at his words. 

“Yours isn’t too bad either,” You manage to cough out the words despite your embarrassment. You can't help but notice how handsome the man in front of you is. Tall, well-built looking, pretty face the list could go on. To save yourself from sitting in a puddle of embarrassment, you decide to excuse yourself to the restroom. 

“I need to use the restroom. I’ll be right back,” you say, standing up hastily

Zhongli offers an understanding look, nodding, “Take your time.”

You mumble under your breath while walking passed Zhongli. You don't notice that he heard. He let out a little chuckle as you belined towards the restroom. You pause as you glance at the mysterious person sitting in the booth. It takes you a second before you realize who it is.

“Ajax? What are you doing here?”

He takes his hood off, smiling sheepishly, “I was hungry, so I decided to get something to eat. I didn’t know you’d be here.”

It’s odd to you, but you give Ajax the benefit of the doubt. He’s your childhood friend, you should trust him. He wouldn’t lie to you… right? It was just a coincidence. After all, this restaurant was pretty close to his apartment.

You shrug, entering the bathroom. Behind you, Zhongli has made his way to Ajax’s table. He glares at the man recognising it's the barista.

“Hello Ajax,” A murderous smile appears on his face, a mound of annoyance coating his words, “May I ask what brings you here?” 

Ajax's jaw tenses as he glares up at Zhongli standing before him.

“Just grabbing a bite,” Ajax smiles sweetly.

“Really? What a coincidence,” Zhongli’s words are filled with noticeable malice.

Zhongli swiftly grabs Ajax by the collar. “I would appreciate it if you would back off. I've noticed your little games and it’s not cute.” 

“I don't know what you're talking about” Ajax smirks and shrugs cockily.

“You know exactly what I’m talking about. They’re mine.”

“I've known them way longer than you. Who the hell do you think you are swooping in and calling them yours, you just met yesterday you don't know shit.”

“So what if you've known them for a fucking millennium.  If you wanted them you should've gone and fetched the bone while the meat was fresh.”

The tension was so thick you couldn't cut it with a chainsaw even if you tried.

“Um, what are you guys doing?” you ask, stepping back into the dining room.

You’re puzzled by how they’re acting, wondering if something is wrong. Zhongli lets go of Ajax, letting him flop unceremoniously back into his booth.

“Nothing. It was just a friendly chat,” Zhongli reassures you, glaring back at Ajax, “Right, Ajax?’

“Right,” Ajax smiles looking back at Zhongli. 

“You guys are acting strange…” you mumble, looking between the two. 

Had they met before? Why were they constantly at odds?

“It’s nothing, Zhongli here just has a problem.” Ajax passes Zhongli a note without you noticing.

Somehow you’re able to diffuse the situation, sitting back down at the table you and Zhongli were originally sitting at. Your meal arrives and it looks delicious. The both of you dig in and it only takes a measly thirty minutes for you to finish. Zhongli, ever the gentleman, pays for the meal.

“Would you like me to give you a ride home? I know you took the bus since you told me, and it’s rather crowded at this time of night with everyone leaving work,” Zhongli offers kindly.

You try to refuse, “That’s okay, I don’t mind the crowds.”

“No please, I insist. Wouldn’t you like to get home quicker? I’m sure you’ll have a busy day tomorrow at work.”

In the end, you take him up on the offer. But wait, how does he know when you work?  However, your mind is overwhelmed with exhaustion from your job earlier that day and you don’t second guess your decision.

Getting into his pristine car, you mutter your address and close your eyes. You trust him, letting sleep overtake you.

By the time you wake up, you notice you are not in your bed and there are shackles on your hands. Zhongli sits at the end of the bed. 

“Sleep well, darling?” he laughs menacingly just as you notice Ajax coming into the room. You gasp. 

“Hello, hun,” he says, smiling. “You better prepare yourself,” he says as the door shuts behind him.

[notreallysorryxx]

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