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Yandere!SAGAU x Secret!Creator!Reader Part 3

Short Summary: You’re on the Crux and want to test the limits of your new abilities. While you’re on your way to Inazuma, more and more people become aware of your existence. characters: Venti, Xiao, Zhongli, Beidou, Kazuha warning(s): none word count: 2221

(Sorry i’ve been inactive. I stopped playing genshin but i’ve come back for my bby Neuvillette. i’m including him soon to this series hehe)

─── ･ ｡ﾟ✧: *.☽ .* : ✧.───

The Anemo Archon may be inactive, but that doesn’t mean he isn’t listening. As they always say, the wind carries words… even those meant to be kept secret.

Despite being a god that hasn’t shown himself to his people in ages, Venti is a lot more informed about his nation than most would think. And it’s not just his nation, but other nations as well.

So, when the wind carries the latest rumor to his ears, Venti drops the wine bottle he’s drinking. The glass shatters to the ground, the red liquid seeping into the wooden floors of Angel’s Share. Diluc groans, putting down the wine glass he was cleaning with a tired look on his face.

“Maybe it’s time you head home, Venti. It seems you’ve had too much to drink.”

Diluc’s words don’t seem to reach him as Venti’s aqua green eyes are widened in shock, his face unmoving. The red haired swordsman snaps his fingers in front of Venti’s face.

“You alright there?”

Venti snaps out of it, shaking his head. There’s a large smile on his face that he’s unable to wipe off.

“Yeah… it’s seems you’re right. I’ll be off, now.” He rushes out of Angel’s Share leaving Diluc bewildered at his speed.

“But you haven’t paid…” Diluc sighs, the words dying in his throat. He shakes his head at the Anemo Archon’s erratic behavior, red locks swaying.

As Venti exits the tavern, he jumps into the air and allows the wind to carry him, not caring who sees it.

His small frame is shaking with excitement over the new rumor… but he had to confirm it.

There have been countless times where the words he hears are false…but on the off chance that this new rumor is proven true, it would be groundbreaking.

So, Venti rides the current of the wind, directing it towards the neighboring nation of Liyue where the subject of the rumor was last spotted.

─── ･ ｡ﾟ✧: *.☽ .* : ✧.───

You’re shocked, seeing the almost love stricken gaze of the vigilant yaksha.

The curse word slips from your mouth but Xiao doesn’t bat an eye, too dazed.

When you finally regain your senses, you have no time to think about Xiao or how he even knows you’re the creator. All you know is that you’ve been discovered and that you need to get back on the Crux before Grandpa Fuyi wakes up and discovers you’re missing.

With that goal in mind, you close your eyes and try to concentrate, thinking of the lower deck of the Crux and Grandpa Fuyi.

Slowly, you open your eyes but immediately jump back, startled. Instead of the lower deck of the Crux, you’re faced with Xiao who has moved disrespectfully close to you.

Xiao’s body is moving on autopilot, subconsciously bringing himself closer as his mind is only filled with thoughts of you. He wanted in engrain the image of you so deep into his brain that he’d remember every detail even when he closed his eyes.

Your presence is so warm it feels like all of the pain he’s suffered has disappeared in a cloud of smoke. Even just the scent of you is so addicting that he’s unable to remain composed. No matter how disrespectful Xiao may seem for invading the creator’s personal space, the need to be near you overcomes any sense of shame he may have. When he notices your shock, he immediately bows his head down.

He can’t stop the tremble of his hands as he stands so close to you, his heart racing. If he just lifted an arm, he’d be able to touch you. He fights the urge with every bone in his body before speaking so quietly that you almost couldn’t hear him.

“I-I’m sorry! I just… I’ve only ever dreamed of meeting you… to think that you’re really here…”

You don’t notice the internal conflict Xiao is having, only feeling your anxiety rising. If Xiao is already aware of you, who knows who else has been informed of your “descension”.

“Listen, Xiao…” he shivers, hearing you call out his name. You’re heading to the exit, determined to find a hidden spot where you can try again to teleport.

“You may have confused me for someone else. I would love to stay and chat but I have some really serious business I need to attend to-“

“Your grace…”

The deep voice that cuts you off fills you with panic as you slowly turn your head and come face to face with the Geo Archon and the sole reason from your departure from Liyue. His tall stature blocks the only exit, hands twitching as his eyes rake all over you.

Zhongli’s long legs make wide strides over to you. He seems to have lost all reason now that he’s finally found you. That face… so filled with joy that it’s almost insane… it makes you shudder.

With deep fear and desperation, you squeeze your eyes shut.

The Crux, The Crux, The Crux…

Finally, you feel that familiar energy surge through you and you know you’ve succeeded. Zhongli and Xiao watch you disappear before their eyes, the Geo Archon’s hand stretched out to touch you before you vanish completely.

Suddenly, you hear the sound of a tea cup clashing against a table. When you open them again, you’re met with two sets of eyes that stare at you in shock.

In front of you, Kazuha and Beidou sit at a round table, the steam from a freshly made teapot slowly rising in the air as the room is filled with silence.

At least you made it to the Crux.

“Well, hello stranger. That’s quite the entrance you’ve made,” Beidou drawls. Her cheek rests upon her hands as she stares at you with interest.

You’re thinking of excuses to make when Kazuha decides to speak after staring at you for a while.

“You’re bleeding,” he says. Panicked, you look at your clothes for any indication of blood but you’re unable to see anything from the dark color of your clothes.

“N-No, I’m not…” you lie, trying to play it off.

“You are… and it must be a lot since I’m able to smell it all the way from here.”

Of course, you know he’s right. The pain is still there since it hasn’t been that long since you were shot and you’re not exactly an expert at patching wounds.

“Why don’t I help you,” Beidou says. “In exchange for the secret on that little entrance you made.” The leader of the Crux steps closer to you causing you to take a step back.

“No, that’s fine! I’m just passing by. My grandpa is on the lower deck and he’s recovering from a heart attack so I really need to-“

With speed faster than you could even comprehend, Kazuha’s hand grips your wrist tightly, preventing you from leaving.

“You’re too suspicious to let go… state your purpose or we’ll have no choice but to treat you as an enemy.”

Beidou sighs, walking over and patting his shoulder as if telling him relax.

“Give them a break, Kazuha. Can’t you see they’re injured? At least patch them up before you start your interrogations.”

You have half the mind to teleport but their movements are so fast, you’re unable fight back. Within the blink of an eye, your hands are bound and you’re seated on a stool as Beidou lifts your shirt to inspect the wound on your back.

Her eyes widen, seeing the messy cloth stained with golden blood. Her hands pull back so fast it’s as if she was burned. Her ruby red eyes snap to look up at the back of your head.

“The creator…”

Kazuha studies you, his face blank but you can see the surprise in his eyes. Both of them take a step back, as they stare at you in silence.

Unexpectedly, it’s the calmest reaction you’ve witnessed so far.

“What brings the creator aboard my humble ship?” Beidou asks, forcing her voice to stay steady as if a big shot… no… the big shot of Teyvat isn’t bound to a chair on her ship.

You sigh. This is the exact reason you wanted to avoid being discovered.

“I wasn’t lying when I said my grandpa is on the lower deck.”

“The grandpa of the creator…”

“Well, adoptive grandpa… but you know, same thing.”

“You’re heading to Inazuma? What for?”

“…vacation.”

Beidou’s hands move back to you this time, asking permission before touching you. You nod your head allowing her to untie you. She then carefully lifts your shirt and removes the wraps to assess the extent of damage. As you twist your head to look at it, you realize it looks a lot less worse than before.

“Who was stupid enough to attack the creator…” Beidou asks but Kazuha nudges her.

“We tied them up… and threatened them,” he says quietly. As if realizing the severity of their actions, Beidou flinches.

“We greatly apologize, your grace. I hope you can understand us. We were just taking precautions to ensure the members of the ship are safe.”

You nod your head, not thinking anything of it. Beidou helps you patch it up and you wince, feeling the stinging pain.

“I will accept your apology… as long as neither of you speak a word of me being here. Don’t tell anyone what you saw or heard. Act as if you’ve never met me.”

You can sense their confusion. They want to ask you why but they stay silent, only nodding at your request. After Beidou patches you up, you immediately leave to the lower deck of the Crux.

The two of them bow their heads down respectfully, waiting until you are completely out of earshot before speaking.

“You’re gonna keep the creator’s secret, right Beidou?”

“…we’ll see how much mora someone offers me for it.”

─── ･ ｡ﾟ✧: *.☽ .* : ✧.───

The pupils of Zhongli’s eyes shake as he stares at the spot you had just disappeared from.

When Zhongli had arrived at Wangshu Inn, he immediately recognized the scent he found back at the house he discovered. Like a hound, he followed the scent to the top of the inn and when he saw you… his whole world froze.

Unlike when he first met you back at the stall, he knows exactly who you are. This time, he was able to truly take you in.

Staring at the full glory of the creator, illuminated by the warm glow of candles, Zhongli thought that you were more than he could have ever imagined. For the first time in his thousands of years of life, he was completely awestruck.

He forced himself to steady his voice, quietly clearing his throat before speaking. But just as he called out to you, just before he was able to feel you, you vanished.

Zhongli feels as if the coldest of waters was suddenly poured all over him. His breath hitches and the emptiness of his hand physically pains him.

You disappeared. No… you ran away. From him.

It wasn’t obvious before, but Zhongli is sure of it now. You are running away from him.

Your stall that had been opened for months closed just after you had met him, and now. The moment you heard his voice and the second he almost touched you, you left.

The former Geo Archon feels his heart clench up. He slowly turns to Xiao. The intensity of Zhongli’s stare sends a shiver down the Yaksha’s spine.

“You… why was the creator here? When did they arrive? How come you didn’t tell anyone?”

“I-I’m not sure… From what I can remember, I was just thinking of them and suddenly, they appeared. They were only here for less than five minutes.”

The creator appeared for Xiao when he thought of them… but disappeared when Zhongli came.

The ground rumbles beneath them and the walls of the inn begins to shake. The two can hear the guests of the inn start to panic.

“Earthquake!” someone shouts.

Zhongli takes a deep breath and suddenly the rumbling stops. Still, the words keep circling in Zhongli’s head.

The creator appeared for Xiao.

Why? he thinks. There’s not a single second since he’s been aware of your descension where Zhongli is not thinking of you. For longer than Xiao had even been alive, Zhongli prided himself on being the most loyal acolyte of yours. With how much of his being that Zhongli devotes solely to you… why would you appear for Xiao and not him?

Are you unsatisfied with him? Was there something he did?

Just tell him, he thinks. Instead of running away and leaving him in the agony of uncertainty, just tell him what he did.

Does he need to prove himself to you?

Zhongli is more than willing to prove himself. There’s nothing he wouldn’t do to repent and prove himself worthy if the reward is your presence. He’s spent thousands of years devoting himself to you and he’ll worship you til the day he dies.

So now that you’ve finally descended, he doesn’t care if he has to chase you around all of Teyvat. Whether it’s stealing his gnosis back from the Tsaritsa and becoming Morax once more or defeating all the archons of the other nations to prove himself worthy, nothing will deter Zhongli from gaining your acceptance.

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[onceinamillionposter]

SUB KEN SATO PLEASEEEEEEEE I BEG YOUUUU

sub!kenji who wanted to hold up to a dominant image of himself at first, but can't help but melt when you genuinely take care of him, not expecting for anything back, just because you want to take care of him

sub!kenji that blushes furiously when you called him a "good boy" when he had finally ate a proper meal after overworking himself with baseball training. he starts taking better care of himself, looking up for your praises when you find out he had 8 proper hours of sleep

sub!kenji that lets out a whine the first time you bite down his sensitive neck, making him clasp a hand over his mouth as he looks away, embarrassed. you put his hand away, telling him that you loved his noises

sub!kenji that has to hold your hand when you are riding him. his mind gets so fuzzy that, even though you're bouncing on top of him, he still needs to feel you even closer. if you let go for even a second, he lets out a cry

sub!kenji who's body became oversenstive since you were touching him at any given opportunity. his nipples became more sensitive, and every time he wears any shirt and the frabic brushes over them, his body trembles at the stimulation. he ends up covering them with bandaids :(

sub!kenji who looks forward to coming home, after a long day of being ken sato, the baseball star, and simply be your kenji, that loves kisses and cuddles. he loves to lay his head on your lap, your fingers running through his hair.

sub!kenji who might had a hard time distaching himself from that confident persona he had created for the public to be vulnerable in your presence. but once he noticed that you loved taking care of him, that that's what bringed you pleasure, he worked on being more open with you, and your way of thanking him is on every kiss and hug that you give him

sub!kenji that honestly just wants to be pampered. he works so hard everyday :( <3

sub!kenji that deserves all the love <333

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[onceinamillionposter]

GOD I’ve been given a taste of sub kenji and am now obsessed 🫠

Thoughts on riding with sub kenji? However you wanna play it, loved your Birthday Boy fic

hello! sorry for answering late (ᵕ—ᴗ—) but yes !! i'm quite surprise that, for a new fandom, kenji has a whole community that wants to see him as a sub ( •̯́ ₃ •̯̀) though i can't blame people, he's such a baby ♡♡

also, i'm glad you liked the fic! i thought it was really cranky when i first published it :/ but i'm glad people liked it :D

now, riding sub!kenji or him riding you, i can see him acting all needy and being whiny in either situation ♡

while riding him, he can't help his sounds. moans fall from his lips as he's trying so hard to keep his eyes open to look at the way you bounce on him, those same eyes that wonder on your tits that move over his face. his trembling hands take a hold on your hips, not to control the pace, but to feel your skin on his. he's always eager to feel you close and needs it. he's a bit shy to look into your eyes, but if you ask him to do so with that sweet tone of yours, he'll do it, he'll do whatever you want as long as you praise him and you call him your good boy, but praise him too much and he might start crying ᴖ̈. when he finally cums, he's gripping your hips, thrusting up his own as he emptied himself inside you, whimpering and crying out your name. after his mind gets clear after his orgasm, he smiles sweetly at you, caressing your hips with his thumb. he won't ask for it directly, but he would purse his lips, silently asking for a kiss, and smiling cutely when you tell him how good he did for you. would 100% sleep with him still inside of you ദ്ദ���(˵ •̀ ᴗ - ˵ ) ✧

he's a lot more shy when he's the one riding you, feeling more exposed now that he's the one straddling your lap while you have a complete view of his body. his hips move slowly, and he's looking at any other point of the room but you, hiding his flushed face behind the back of his hand ♡. your hands travel all over his body, from his back, to his hips and finally his ass, squeezing it a little bit and making a yelp come out his lips. he ends up giving up, throwing himself over you and hugging you like you were one of his pillows, hiding his face away in the hollow of your neck and letting you take control, grabbing his hips and thrusting into him. he moans in your ear loud and clearly, answering in a broken manner everytime you ask if he feels good. kisses are sloppy, since the only thing he can do is moan as you attack his prostate again and again. if you end up fucking him dumb, the only thing that fall from his lips are mumbles of "love you...i love you, i love you, i love you" as he cums undone on your stomach. he stays there, cuddled up to you after a while, and you help him calm down with sweet praises and slow caresses in his back.

i fear i might be making him too occ, but i just wanna spoil him rotten ˙◠˙

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[onceinamillionposter]

Sub!Kenji Sato x Reader

‼️‼️NSFW BEYOND THIS POINT ‼️‼️

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Kenji sighed , sitting on the bed before looking at the mirror , stroking his cock slowly. He was waiting for the slow creaking of the door opening and for you to see his flushed face and hard dick ready for you like you wished - although you didn’t know yet - that would be a treat for you to find out.

He let out a whine letting his eyes flutter shut as he softly circled his tip, so much stress from becoming a father, the whole of japans sport fanatics hating him and his daddy issues, he was ready for you to take it away.

His eyes flashed open as the door opened revealing you smiling and humming with some flowers in hand, “Kenji! I’m home-“ , just as you were to finish your sentence you see the sight in front of you, Kenji with drool running down the side of his face, his neck, his chest- were those?

“Clamps? Kenji.?”

He looked at you , nervous before shooting a smirk at you, “Wanna come over and make sure? It’s all open for you to see ya know?”

You smirk back at him before sighing, “I’ll be back up. But you better put those on tighter, you know you can handle it Ken,” he practically moaned at your command but nodded.

“Please hurry up down there,”

“I’ll do what I wish, but you’ll do what I want.”

“That’s the rules.”

[onceinamillionposter]

Dw guys if i ever get in my ovulating again I’ll post some random sub character 🫡

[onceinamillionposter]

SUB KENJI SATO

🔞 NSFW

Kenji sat whining with his cock standing tall, lying on the bed bonded up with some black rope (specially chosen to compliment his skin) , whining from the incessant teasing on the head of his dick.

Pre-cum leaking out of his hot red tip like a faucet and him out of breath, his chest heaving, every time he was close to the edge you just had to stop never quite letting him tip over that point. He was getting desperate, “Please, Please I’m sorry I didn’t mean to-fucK,”

“Didn’t mean to what Kenji?” You say both of your legs spread apart to make room for his built body, looking down at the pathetic sight of the master athlete being reduced to a whimpering mess, you smirked at him, “You were certainly brave at that party when you started acting like a little slut. You knew your punishment , shut up and take it like a good boy,”

At the mention of being a good boy for you he immediately settled down instead went back to simply sobbing, struggling to force himself to not to grind into your hand and singed your praises, after all

he is your good boy

[onceinamillionposter]

SUB KENJI SATO

🔞 NSFW

Kenji sat whining with his cock standing tall, lying on the bed bonded up with some black rope (specially chosen to compliment his skin) , whining from the incessant teasing on the head of his dick.

Pre-cum leaking out of his hot red tip like a faucet and him out of breath, his chest heaving, every time he was close to the edge you just had to stop never quite letting him tip over that point. He was getting desperate, “Please, Please I’m sorry I didn’t mean to-fucK,”

“Didn’t mean to what Kenji?” You say both of your legs spread apart to make room for his built body, looking down at the pathetic sight of the master athlete being reduced to a whimpering mess, you smirked at him, “You were certainly brave at that party when you started acting like a little slut. You knew your punishment , shut up and take it like a good boy,”

At the mention of being a good boy for you he immediately settled down instead went back to simply sobbing, struggling to force himself to not to grind into your hand and singed your praises, after all

he is your good boy

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