#❖ eliciana

[2af-afterdark]

HIIIII 👋 So, I read your WHB omega mc being pregnant and I've been trying to find more omegaverse WHB hcs and I want to ask if you could possibly make more hcs of that Au? Feel free to write what you want cause in the end I will surely eat it all up 💝 And I also like your writing. Thank youuu

I mean... If you want my honest whb Omegaverse thoughts, they are slightly different than that pregnancy ask. But I'm one of those people who can hold multiple headcanons in my head at one time. Uhhh, my genuine thoughts are closer to:

Only humans have second genders. Devils are closer to beats or monsters and angels are more similar to eldritch horrors.

Yes, human pheromones can set off devils. Like I said, devils are closer to beasts or monsters. It doesn't work quite the same as it would with a fellow 'second gender" human, but it can still rile them up.

This also means that devils go into heats and ruts just like alphas and omegas. Human pheromones can set off a devil's instincts, but a devil's pheromones cannot do the same. In other words: A human heat can send a devil into rut, a devil heat would not make a human go into rut. However, a horny devil asking to be fucked may still do the trick, it just isn't the pheromones at work.

MC is obviously up to the reader as every MC is different. Omega MC pheromones would makes devils go "mate??" while alpha MC would make devils go "competition!" and that changes the dynamics.

Minheyok gives beta energy (sorry my dude). But, if you are an angst enjoyer like me, that works just fine. No matter what, he gets this overwhelming feeling of loving MC, but their genders are not social compatible in the way he wants.

Solomon was definitely an alpha. Those devils saw competition and the competition won until they were basically kittens against him. God also fell for it.

Angels are largely unaffected by human pheromones. They can think humans smell sweet or spicy or nutty or whatever, but pheromones are just another scent to them. Nothing special.

Having said that, I do think MC would be an exception since they are the legacy of Solomon and God played favorites. God gave everything to Solomon, after all. I bet the angels called Solomon stinky. lol

LUCIFER IS A WHOLE OTHER MESS! Man went from alien thinking and expressions of affection to mostly bestial instincts. The first time he felt territorial was Paradise Lost, then his nobles, and so on. Since he's been another race though, he is more easily able to control himself than the other devils.

I am probably missing something, but that's what I could think of at the moment. Does that make sense? Any other questions or asks? Sorry, I love omegaverse. It's one of my comfort genres. I'm just weird about it.

[he-calls-me-kitten]

Sugar, Spice and a Tempting Vice (1)

VA! MC x OM! Characters

TW: Eh it's more fluffy than smutty I'd say, but minors DNI. Loads of random lore for the sake of immersion. Now to brainstorm the rest of the characters.

INTRO

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"After a freak accident, you and a group of 5 people get teleported into a fantastical world together. Who will you team up with to try and leave this place? Or will they convince you to stay and have a new life with them here instead? Or will you stumble across the biggest secret that this new world holds...?"

You read out the summary for them at a group dinner at Diavolo's castle. Apparently, it was to celebrate your debut as a VA. They all clapped and bombarded you with questions. You tried to answer as many as you could without any spoilers.

They were supposed to have already started playing the game but the game servers got a little overwhelmed and had to go under maintenance with so many people downloading and making accounts at the same time. So Diavolo hosted this party instead.

"So how many endings can you get with a single character?" Simeon inquired.

"Well on an average there's around 12 endings per character, but there's a varying number of endings depending on the character you choose. I'm not sure I remember for all of them-"

"We just want to know yours." Belphie smirked.

"Oi come on, it makes it sound like you're all just going to play my character, don't do that! The other characters are also incredibly well written!"

The sheepish grins and side glances told you that they were clearly going ignore your last advice.

"Honestly you guys, one of the characters here has a teleportation ability, one can read minds, and another one has insane fighting skills - the only thing you know about my character is that I don't have a name!"

"Omg this means they are definitely building you upto to have the most OP ability of them all!" Levi exclaimed excitedly.

"Oh yes that's usually how it goes in these tropes. The most unassuming character ends up giving you the secret ending." Solomon nodded in agreement.

"Both of you, shush! Just play the game normally okay?! You will get to interact with all the characters anyway until the second phase." You reprimanded, sighing, knowing no one would listen anyway.

Lucifer - Saved by the Belle

"Before Tyla takes us home tomorrow, would you like to spend your last day here with me, Lucifer?"

Lucifer and you worked with loyalty and rigor under Tyla, an old world Sorceror. It was because of you two specifically that Tyla's magic was powerful enough to create a portal back home. Your character was so much like you - it felt like he completed this whole journey of freedom with you, and not just an image on screen.

> "Of course, MC. In fact...I would like to spend the night with you too."

MC blushed on screen, looking away and nodding. "Oh? Well then... I'll look forward to it."

He enjoys this way more than he thought he would. He visits for the last time, all the places you both had been together. The first tavern, the first forest path, the first temporary abode - the HumbleBee Inn.

> "It's late. Should we go back here again, for old times sake?"

"Why not? Maybe they'll accidentally put us in the same room again and get overbooked so we have no other choice. Maybe this time it'll be a bit more...eventful." You said with a sly and knowing smile as you skipped ahead.

Lucifer's knee jerked upwards, hitting the table. Just what kind of lines are these? And what are those expressions? Who else was in there listening to you when you recorded this? The way your voice sounded, Lucifer was convinced you were thinking about someone special. If only you saw the effect you were having on him.

> "I've been holding back all day. Forgive me if I'm too rough."

Lucifer pushes you against the wall, caging your body. You blush in the dark, your arms wrapping around his shoulders. It was driving him insane. He could feel his pants getting tighter at the crotch.

Last time he endured the sexual tension of sharing the bed with you, constantly trying avoid your body even though he was desperate to feel it's warmth. This time there wasn't any reason to deprive himself.

"It's okay...I can take it. Please don't hold back..."

Oh hell, you were about to be the death of him. These...are these really the sounds you'd make in bed? Godamnit you are ruining his mind. He can't relax until he's jerked off now. And it's all your fault.

The next couple days, you notice Lucifer hesitates to keep eye contact with you. In fact, he has a rather visceral reaction every time you simply call his name, standing at his door. Only he knows how badly he wants to pull you into his bed to ravage you - practice your lines with him, why don't you?

Mammon - Stranded Together

"Guess they didn't want either of us huh, Mammon?"

Nah Mammon was mad at this ending. He gets why the group left him behind - he made too many questionable choices like stealing the last reserves of food or money (so you never went hungry), running away from the monsters instead of staying and fighting with the group(with you ofc so you wouldn't be in any danger), finding new shelter and not telling anyone (except you).

> "I'm so sorry...it's because of me that they left you too. You did nothing wrong yet...no this will not stand! I'll go threaten them into taking you too!"

"Mammon wait- no don't! Alright fine I was lying! They didn't leave me...I chose not to go!"

Mammon was stunned. He stared at your character blushing and looking elsewhere while holding onto his arm. His heart beat just a little bit faster.

> "Wait...what? But you wanted to...don't you want to go back and keep looking for your family?!"

"Who knows if the family I was looking for even exists?! But you...you are real. And you are so kind to me, and so great. So..."

Your character moved in closer and closer to him. Mammon leaned back too far from the screen, falling backwards on the floor. He was not ready for what was about to come.

"If I really want a family that bad...I can just make one here...with you. But only if you wanted that too ..."

> "I do! Of course I do! We can both find work and home in the kingdom now that big monsters are all dead! I'll be yours and you'll be mine!"

Mammon pressed it on instinct, not knowing his character was gonna grab yours and pin them to the ground. His face burnt up in excitement seeing you all cornered like this. You blushed and whispered as you leaned in to kiss him.

"Hehe...Mammon...I'm all yours already. But there's others ways you can claim me if you like..."

Your sleeves fell loose, and off your shoulders and his hands began to wander. Mammon almost screamed the house down, grabbing at his sheets, humping his pillows, struggling to look away from the screen. But he couldn't stop.

How the fuck was he supposed to face you tomorrow at the breakfast table?! Yet, Mammon re-played that part at least 30 times. And now every time you whispered to him in class, Mammon had to grip his knees and stop himself from imagining the unholiest things.

Leviathan - Power of Friend-ship??

"We did it! We actually did it, Levi! Can you believe it?! Look even the people are cheering for us!"

Levi punched the air in glee, he definitely must have gotten the best ending right?! That was such an intense combat scene - he almost cried when he thought you got swallowed by the Giant of The Depths, then he watched you burst out of its stomach with all the other victims while he slashed through its neck. You and him - the two underdogs dealt the final blow. At this point, every other character was shipping you two together.

> "Let's go Army of the Third Lord!"

MC cheered and high fived him from the screen, while the rest of the group danced in celebration! Ah MC had already become one of his favourite characters of all time. He had already preordered the action figures, posters and a body pillow (yes the ecchi one).

"Come on Levi, won't you join the celebration feast!? Everyone is calling for you!"

Oh no this was Levi's nightmare. Loud and crowded parties - but it was you asking him to go, what if he missed out on an important secret ending. Just to be safe he chose a neutral option to see what you would prefer.

> ... I'm not too sure.

"Then...would you like to celebrate in private with me? I know a quiet place with a good view."

Levi almost fell out of his seat. It's happening. This is where he unlocks the hidden erotic ending. The blush on your face, the way you held out your hand for him to take - biting down on his knuckles in excitement.

> I'd really prefer that! Thank you!

You smile and nod, leading him by the hand to a nearby pond. The moonlight shimmered on the water, the reflections dancing on your skin as you both lay down next to each other. Levi could feel himself falling for you all over again.

"Look Levi, in the pond! The Gloriees are back! Aren't they beautiful?"

Levi looked at the pond in awe, glowing orange fishes swam around in the waters, jumping in and out. He watched the fishes swim around the hand you put in the water. It was like you and hundred Henries in the water.

> "So beautiful..."

"They are my absolute favorite....they have the same color as your eyes..."

Your hands reach up to touch his face, pulling him closer and Levi feels all his self restraint jump out the window. He tried to grab and kiss you but ended falling in the water with you instead.

"Oh? I didn't know I excite you so much... don't worry, it makes me really happy..."

You rose from the water, laughing and coughing slightly, your entire body now laid bare through the transparent white cloth. And if that wasn't already bad enough, he heard your moans as his character started going at it with you in the lake. You were so professional, so skilled at it...he thought he was prepared for it but he clearly wasn't.

Levi couldn't resist jerking himself off there and then, soiling his computer screen with light ropes of his cum. Now every time you announced you were going to shower, this image just popped into his mind, giving him instant boners at the most unfortunate times. And god forbid he sees you walk out of the shower with your hair wet - he'll have to rush to his room to hide that he's creamed his pants.

Satan - Bridge to Televithyia

"Satan, I will be waiting for you always. I know if fate wills it, I'll definitely get to see you again."

Satan cursed himself for this ending, almost chucking his phone at the wall. His magical powers no longer worked since the portal now connected him to his own world. And while you could use all your magic here, it would lose all power in his world. With both worlds needing help after a long and destructive battle, you both knew it was selfish to abandon your either of them - especially since you two were the only Great Guardians left.

> "I will find a permanent path between our worlds. I swear upon my life, MC."

Damnit this game had better not cut his story short. He was willing to keep going, trying to fix the playthrough so he could make a good ending out of this. Just you wait MC, he's not letting you go. A part of him wanted to go into your room and hug you, just to make sure you're there atleast in real life.

Satan rubbed furiously at his eyes as you waved him goodbye. His total playtime could rival Levi's. After gathering enough resources and magical knowledge - he could finally get started on creating the bridge. But to his pleasant surprise, he only needed to build half of the bridge, because there you were standing on the other - building your own path towards him too.

"Satan...is this a dream? Are you really back? Or is this another magical illusion again...?"

Satan blushed as you rushed to hug him peppering kisses all over his face. He had to physically get away from the game, walk around, and silently scream into his hands before he could calm himself down. Because he knew even better things were yet to come.

> "It's really me, MC. I'm sorry did I make you wait too long? I missed you so terribly...I have so many things to tell you about..."

"Come with me, we've been rebuilding our town. I know a place we can catch up...it's a special place I helped build with you in mind."

Satan follows you, your arms intertwined. You point out places to him - old renovations and newer projects. You tell him about everything that's been happening since he left.

How some endangered species came back to life, how the remaining smaller beasts were tamed and how the cursed were given peace. You stopped suddenly in front of a quaint little cottage.

"Welcome to my humble abode. I'm sorry I didn't prepare a separate room for you...because I thought you wouldn't mind sharing a bed with me..."

He blushes and grips your hand as you open the door to your room. He sees pictures of both of you on the wall and next to the bed.

> "You already built a home...with me in mind. *Smiles* Yet...the bed looks in it hasn't been slept in for a while? Did you get no sleep for the past few days?"

"Actually I haven't slept in the bed yet. I sleep on the sofa - I know it's silly but I really don't like sleeping alone in a place of two..."

Satan grips the phone tighter, as he makes his character push you on the bed. How sweet - you both get to enjoy it together for the first time. He climbs after you, trapping you underneath him.

> "Good thing I'm here now, MC."

He cups your face and trails his hands downwards, undoing some buttons on your clothes. You kiss his palms and tug down his collar.

"It's a pity though...I don't think we'll be using the bed for sleeping tonight afterall..."

He watched the screen, slack-jawed as I heard your sultry voice echoing through his room. He fell back on his pillow, hurriedly attaching his earphones. It proved to be more lethal. He could almost imagine you in his bed right now, kissing your way down his chest, while he fondles your bottom.

When you approached him later asking if he liked your work in the game, he had to cover half his face to hide the redness. He couldn't possibly tell you that he had downloaded snippets of all your moans and saved them to a secret folder. Or that he listened to them quite frequently.

[tsukii0002]

My demons' periods cycles. By Mc Masterlist

Hi, I've decided to make a list about this series because I hope to be adding extras and situations and I'd like to have it all recapped and organised.

How it all started

The talk

The First talk

Lucifer, Mammon & Levi

Satan, Asmo & Beel

Belphie, Diavolo & Barbatos

Simeon & Raphael

Solomon's reaction

Return the favour

(If for some reason someone wants me to tag them to keep up to day with the updates leave me a comment to add them here 😶‍🌫️)

@eliciana, @little-lost-lamb, @hymnbook , @annexblogs. @chinuneko, @roseenhance3890, @foreverl0stinmymind, @zarakem

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[the-white-void]

Fabula occurrit finis

Synopsis: "No matter what sort of GOD I am, in this vessel, I am MORTAL."

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One || Four || Five.

"Overseer..." You whisper with a hoarse and cracked voice as the blood vessels pop around your eyes while you strain them in anger hearing that damned title being uttered.

You hung your head back down to face them, your eyes tinted with golden blood as you stare at them with rage. "Say that again, and you'll get a taste of what the 'Overseer' can do." Your hoarse and wretched tone made the two on the other side of the bars take a step back.

Your eyes remain glaring at both Nahida and the Wanderer. After some time, you release the bars from your grasp and return to a lax state like before. "Good... Now, what else are you here for?" Your tone returned to its early cheery attitude like a robot getting its settings reset.

The two outside the bars step back, wary and trepidation on their feet from your uncanny and inhumane movements. "You... All those lives... every loop... you-" Nahida whispered as she tried to ease you enough to make you explain to her more only to be cut off with a glare that could split mountains like butter.

"Don't overstep your boundaries. The only reason I haven't snapped Teyvat to oblivion was because..." Your voice trails off, and your piercing gaze softens as you are reminded of when this world was once bright and colourful to you, how the grass and the wind felt like a breath of spring grazing your skin.

Wanderer notices your body softening, a moment of weakness compared to your eccentrically inhumane behaviour before, perhaps a chance to penetrate your cold exterior. But that plan was quickly put aside when you stood back up again. Although you were still a sulking figure, the aura you were emitting made you untouchable.

You heave a small sigh knowing the real reason why couldn't let go of this world aside from the joyful memories you made here. "... I am still human after all. If I destroy Teyvat, I will simply die along with it due to my mortality." Your soft whisper echoed across the dungeon as you stepped forward with your hand gently holding the bars of your cell.

"You merely caught a glance of the countless loops I've had. It doesn't hurt anymore, it's no different than waking up from yesterday and doing the same old routine." You spoke softly as you looked down on her, the space between had never felt so narrow as no one had ever wanted to hear you utter a word from your wretched existence as an imposter of their Divine Overseer.

"There's no point in helping me... In the many loops I've had, I've seen it all. From being an imposter, the Overseer, or simply an envoy of your Overseer... I died by the blade, against age, and illness. "No matter what sort of GOD I am, in this vessel, I am MORTAL."

Nahida and Wanderer eventually left the dungeon and met up with Zhongli who was impatiently waiting for their return — his brows furrowed with downturned lips — clearly dissatisfied with the young god holding up the imposter's execution with her interrogation. "Buer, I respect your place as an archon of the seven, but, why are you defending a traitor, an imposter who besmirches on our Divine Overseer's name!"

"No, they're not! They are the true Divine Overseer! And they have the means to prove it!" The Dendro Godd tries to defend your name only to be silenced when the sound of crackling lightning is heard flashing across the darkened sky before the Shogun makes her presence fill the air as the sound of her heels clacking the stone ground.

"Are you saying they are to be given a trial, Buer?"

[carpbread0]

NPC Life is the best

(Genshin Impact x gn reader - sagau)

(second person pov)

part4 —> part5 —> part6

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Sinking into the bathtub, you sigh happily as you finally take a much needed bath. All that moving in one day sure is exhausting..

You take your time enjoying the amenities that resided in Diluc’s guest bathroom, such as countless soaps, masks, lotions, and even skincare products. If you hadn’t known better, you would’ve assumed it was a luxury hotel..

Changing into your new set of silk pajamas, you couldn’t help but stare at yourself in the mirror. Back on earth, you had the occasional pimple or two, but now your skin looked better than ever. Could it have been because of Diluc’s immaculate products or could It have been because of the effects of tyvat? Questions like these plagued your mind as you suddenly feel the urge for a late night snack.

Creeping down the stairs quietly, you notice a warm figure sitting on an armchair near the fireplace.

“Diluc..?” You say softly as though not to disturb him. hearing no reply, you walk quietly over to him and notice he’s asleep.

His position is straight as if he were awake, but his tilted head and relaxed, closed eye expression gives away his deep slumber. Gently chuckling you can’t help but stare at his soft face. Unlike awake Diluc, this Diluc is much more soft and peaceful. not as stressed and not as stiff as he was before.

gently shuffling over to the couch, you bring over a blanket and drape it over his shoulders, making sure the blanket covers his entire body besides his head. Proud of your work, you step back and stretch, now reminded of your previous reason for coming down the first floor.

you head over to the kitchen and grab what seems to be tea time snacks from the fridge. Surely Adeline won’t mind..

Gobbling them up, you down a cup of water and sneak back upstairs. With a satisfied smile you bury yourself under the luxurious covers of the bed and fall into a peaceful dream.

. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .

Smiling softly, Diluc couldn’t help but bask in the warmth of the blanket draped over his body. He knew he was enamored by you when you had begun to chat back at the tavern, but now he couldn’t help but relish in the fact that he was the one to receive your kindness, your soft touch..

you had gotten so close to him too. Tucking in the blanket behind his shoulders and fixing the blanket to cover his whole body, Diluc was so nervous that you would hear his heart beat out of chest from your fleeting and gentle touches. Even though they weren’t much, it still made him feel so tingly. It was only then did he realize, did others receive this much kindness from you? Surly they didn’t deserve it. They probably don’t even know the worth of your smile or the worth of your kindness.

Diluc was certain about this. You shouldn’t be so trusting of others.. what if they end up treating you badly? What if they hurt you? All these thoughts plagued his mind as he glared at the fireplace. You had so easily followed him back to his manor and had so easily believed every word he said. Of course, Diluc would never be so barbaric and lie to you or harm you. He was sure that if it was anyone else who had offered you to stay in their home, that they would most definitely harm you in someway.

the thought was unbearable

sighing softly, Diluc got up from the armchair and made his way upstairs. Passing by your room, he could hear soft snores. Smiling at your silly noises, Diluc made his way to his bedroom.

perhaps it was best if you stayed with him..

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Hello world 😗

[tonightwrites]

Yandere husband Emperor PT 2

The intrigue turned into amusement at the young man's attempts for her attention. He did anything to catch her eye. Did anything she asked as soon as she asked it. The princess wondered how far he would go for her.

Allarick felt at peace with her. He wanted to be around her constantly. Acting as if there was a collar on him with a leash that the princess would hold. He thought of how beautiful she would look on that throne instead of her annoying father. Oh if she gave the word he would put her on that pretty seat and never let anyone else take it from her. Give her a true physical leash to bind them together.

It started with seeing each other at the balls and galas that the Emperor would hold for various occasions. He followed the breathtaking princess to the food tables and filled her plate with things she seemed to enjoy. Once when she dropped a piece of cookie and got an idea.

"Allarick.. since you got this cookie for me it would seem like such a waste to throw it away." She turned her gaze towards the man. He froze, he didn't expect to hear his name from her lips, even though his name is actually Allerick. He made a note to change his name after this gala. "Why don't you eat it? "

"My lovely lady it would be my honor please allow me too." He responded without hesitation. Got on his hands and knees to pick it up off the ground and eat the precious treat his beloved had given him. He hasn't done anything yet and she has rewarded him with the cookie she had taken a bite of. How lucky he was tonight!

The princess looked taken aback. She expected him to grow red in the face out of anger not adoration. She wanted to rid this man from wanting the emperor position. However... maybe him being her lap dog could be better than any "husband" her father tried to pair her with. "good boy." she handed him a paper handkerchief with writing on it. Only to leave for her room.

His whole body shuddered at the name she called him. He is a good boy for her... only her. He opened the handkerchief.

'I'll Leave My Window Unlocked Tonight After This Gala.'

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[madthetruemad]

marry me

gojo satoru x reader.

or, in which, due to a coincidental circumstance, gojo asks you to marry him

ch 1. tossed like a salad

as a new student of jujutsu sorcery, you are sent as a transfer student to japan to help out over there. what you didn't realize was how much stronger the cursed spirits are...

ch 2. hyperactive new recruit

chapter summary coming soon.

ch 3. dropkicked through the ceiling

chapter summary coming soon.

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⎯⎯ ୨ Him and you as gamers (HCs) ୧ ⎯⎯

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okay so idk what this is called so i just made it hcs GYDISJKANDSA,, anyways i downloaded league of legends a few days ago and im honestly addicted rn, have this short thing b4 i lose my mind on my wips, have a nice day/night!!

they teach you how to play the game thoroughly, show you the ropes, and are very supportive, even if you die. picks a support role to baby you as you get used to the game.

aether, ayato diluc, gorou, kaveh, kazuha, tighnari, thoma, zhongli

they teach you, but they're like an exasperated teacher. they repeatedly scold you for doing something you should do, and when you die they'd say "I TOLD YOU SO" and sigh.

alhaitham, cyno, pantalone, xiao (in a soft and gentle way)

would teach you, sure, but they're the shittiest teacher in a bad way. they would bait you into dangerous situations just so you'd die in the end. they'd lie about your hotkeys/buttons and you die again. your deaths are 90% because of him.

albedo, alhaitham, ayato, childe, dottore, heizou, kaeya, wanderer, venti

you have matching names, icons, and skins. the characters you use are couples or ships with good synergy. one glance and people know you're (icky) lovers.

aether, ayato, childe, kaeya, kaveh, kazuha, thoma, wanderer (he secretly loves it)

insane cooperation. great minds think alike. you two have played so much together that you know what the other is thinking, hence multi-kills in a row and always dominating the battlefield together.

albedo, alhaitham, cyno, gorou, heizou, tighnari, xiao, zhongli

you yell at each other. insulting and calling each other trash. brings up real-life beef ingame to one-up you in arguments. "you're not a pro, you can't even wash the dishes right!"

childe, dottore, heizou, kaeya, tighnari, wanderer, venti

absolutely spoils you with money. he gifts you expensive and exclusive skins of characters you like, merch, and everything.

ayato, childe, diluc, kaveh (adding to his debt), pantalone (you legit have every skin in the game), zhongli (from childe's wallet)

leaps from his seat (if youre gaming together) and kisses you all over if you won, saying that you made a good team or how you carried them.

aether, childe, heizou, kaeya, kaveh, thoma

he's the adc (attack damage carry), youre his support

aether, ayato, childe, cyno, diluc, gorou, kaeya, thoma, wanderer, xiao

he's your support, you're his adc

albedo, alhaitham, dottore (he wants u to grow insanely strong in risky ass ways), heizou, kaveh, kazuha, pantalone, tighnari, zhongli

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-LOVERS OF THE EMPRESS- (series masterlist)

Pairings: Genshin men x f! reader

Synopsis: Born and bred to be empress, your clan has sent many women to the royal court but never the most coveted position out of them all. Thanks to your schematic family, the moment you came to this world was when the first empress has been rid of, presenting the fate of a mere newborn. Try to adjust to your life in the throne as your heart is shaken by the men who came to your life, one after another. Either as a passerby, a lesson or perhaps true love.

Tags: royalty! au | reverse harem | teyvat empire! au | contains smut/suggestive scenes | angst & fluff/comfort

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a/n: compiled all the manhwas I read into the ultimate whatever this is | chapters are character centered while going with the flow of the story with appearances from other love interests.

prologue

chapter one | the prince's comfort

chapter two | dorian

chapter three | springtime crush

chapter four | man on the tower

chapter five | sanctuary in the woods

chapter six | what he saw that night

-future chapters tba-

end notes: this. was supposed to be a smut headcanon. like you fuck around and stuff but it got too much inspiration so it turned to this. and I absolutely love royalty au so I felt like it would be a wasted potential to make it a smut headcanon. + let me know if u want to be tagged.

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Replaced au Mc

(part 1) (part 2) (part 3) (part 4) (part 5) (part 6) (part 7) (part 8)

Words: 1439

Gn!Mc

Based off ‘Adventure is out there’ by AJR

Warnings: Angst,

A/N: i am so sorry for how long this took but i hope you enjoy it.

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"...wuh- wait- Tomo wait- just hold on!"

Tomo had dragged you out to the courtyard and their grip on your hand had been slowly tightening on the way there. You were worried about them and wanted to know the problem. They made a sudden stop at a bench in a secluded corner of the courtyard. After taking a deep breath they turned to you with a worried and guilty expression. Before you could ask if they were ok they spoke up with a soft almost shaky voice.

" i... im sorry for yelling earlier. its just- it pissed me off how oblivious he acts! how all of them act!..."

Their eyes had grown glossy as tears started to fill them, almost brimming over. As soon as you saw their eyes, you pulled them into a gentle hug and brought them down to sit on the bench.

"Thank you,,, but really, it's all okay..." You whispered to them in a soft tone.

"no- NO! No, it is not all okay!" They shouted as they rose up from your arms and stood up with tears now streaming down their face and a panicked expression, but they continued,

"Some of your dearest friends abandoned you! They ignored you for over half a year! They didn't even care all those times you came home with bruises from your failed potions! They would outright walk away from you when you tried to talk to them! I could go on but we might be here for hours!"

Tomo paused, taking a breath and wiping their tears. They sat back down taking both of your hands in theirs and looking you in your eyes

"So please,,, don't say that all of that is okay. It's not and you know it." They spoke in a soft yet stern tone contrasting their frustrated and panicked shouts just moments ago.

You were in shock, not expecting that from Tomo of all people. But they were right, the brothers actions weren't okay, and you knew that. Even though you had been making plans to leave within the coming months, a part of you still wanted to defend their actions. You had no idea why, maybe deep down you still love them, or maybe you still feel indebted to Lilith for bringing you back to life from what felt like an eternity ago.

A soft familiar warm feeling started to grow in your chest, one of gratefulness and relief for the care that Tomo showed for you and your wellbeing. As the feeling grew stronger some tears escaped your eyes, and you hugged them once again,

"Thank you... that meant a lot to hear someone say it"

Tomo hummed in engorgement and returned your hug.

After a few moments of silence, they let go and brought their hands up to wipe your tears and let them rest on your cheeks as they proposed an offer,

"How 'bout we move in together in the human world when the year is over! you can pick the place, I don't care where just as long as I can be with you and make sure your okay. I don't want you to ever feel alone again"

The suggestion took you off guard but you weren't opposed to the arrangement. You thought quietly for a minute before responding.

"I'd like that, I know a good place it's even close to Simeon's café. you've never been, have you? you'd love it!"

Taking Tomo's hand you pulled them up and started leading them back inside RAD

"Let's go look for Simeon, I'm pretty sure he hasn't gone home yet. Anyway, he knows the area way better than I do!"

As you lead the way you failed to notice the calm, loving expression on Tomo's face. Tomo brought their free hand to their chest and took a deep breath to relax their pounding heart. After managing to calm down they sped up their pace to walk next to you rather than behind, all while never letting go of your hand and even intertwining your fingers together.

~~~~~~(Meanwhile)~~~~~~

Mammon knew exactly the first place to start looking for clues on why you were actually leaving, your room! You had been in there a lot lately, and even though he tried to deny it, a small part of him knew why. Thinking about it brought back that same feeling of guilt and dread pooling up in the bottom of his stomach. He quickly shook off the unwelcome feeling and snuck his way into your room.

A few minutes into looking in all the hiding places he knew of in your room, under the bed, between the mattress, on the tree, etc, something caught his attention from the darker part of the room at the end of the bed. Looking closer he realized it was the Harrison Potter key chain he got for the both of you on that first trip he had to the human world with you. Mammon quietly chuckled to himself at the memory but quickly realized something,

"wait- why is it here and not with Mc!?" he shouted, upset that you didn't have it on you. " Even i still have it on my DDD-" he pulled out his phone as he said this, wanting to text you and ask why it was, not only not on you, but also in some random part of your room, but paused when he realized, he didn't have the key chain on his DDD ether.

"Huh,,, weird, I could have sworn it that there. Eh, probably just forgot to put it back on when I got my new DDD case."

Looking back up from his DDD he noticed a large old looking box behind a pillow and under some haphazardly tossed cloths, further into the corner. Opening it he found stacks of photos, some random articles of clothing, and some seemingly random trinkets. At first, it just seemed like just a bunch of old junk that was probably going to be thrown away, but looking closer he realized that all these things he recognized were from him and his brothers.

The photos were from all of the adventures from the past few years, even some that he knew you use to have framed around your room.

"W- well that's fine, maybe they just want to keep the pictures in a safe place, so they don't get damaged..." he said in a shaky unsure voice.

Grabbing a couple of the clothes, he recognized one or two to be some of his brother's and one outfit he recognized was one that Asmo had got for you, actually... all these clothes were either his or his brothers, or clothes they had gifted you.

"They-they probably just grew out of them- yeah yeah, and they just wanted to return our clothes but forgot. I do that all the time" Mammon's voice grew even shakier than before, but brushed it off with a quiet nervous chuckle.

He glanced down at the trinkets, he saw that they were all the gifts that he and his brothers had given to you, and just some things from the memories you all shared. The botch that lucifer had given to you, some anime figures from Levi, a book or two from Satan, even a pillow from Belphe, and those cursed halos.

"T-they just wanted these t-to be safe,,, they.. they never would want to get rid of these... right?" his vision grew blurry with tears about to fall out, but he quickly rubbed them away and kept telling himself that this all had to have a good reason for being here.

Further down in the box were 7 gemstones, the ones that they had all given them during that whole gem fiasco. What confused him is that there were only 7, you had been given 12. Looking up to your bookshelf, he saw the other 5 sitting there front and center. Actually looking around your bookshelf and table some more, he saw a bunch of gifts and photos all decorated around and he recognized them being from everyone,,, everyone except his brother and... and him.

Tears slowly fell down Mammon's face at the gut wrenching realization. Tomo was right... Mammon sobbed into the clothing in his hands, his sobbing slowly got louder and louder as the minutes passed. He was so lost in his own thoughts and regrets that he didn't notice the door opening or the arms being wrapped around him, all he could do was lean into the hug and sob into whoever's shirt it was. This continued for a while until he gave into exhaustion and everything went black.

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[thescribeoflostmemories]

Hiii! I’d like to place an order ^^

Reader: Geisha

Guest: Pantalone and Capitano

Service: flower set

Additional: ‘Lovelorn’ Set and Dessert!

I think I did this right? If I didn’t pls tell me!! <3

"All I want is to be loved"

Order received!

Tags: explicit content (R18+), Minors do not interact, Capitano is a big boy, unrealistic fucking, Dacryphilia (? reader does cry but not for a bad reason), corruption (virginity), Blowjob (First time), degrading (slightly), pet names, hand holding, they're not completely nude, bad smut, hair pulling, yandere, murder (implied), blackmail (implied), cheating-ish(?), Hints of crack. Size kink, Dub-con. OOC (both Capitano and Pantalone{probably, most likely}) ,Booze, Cannibalism (implied), did not edit/proof read, using odd pov thing so not much murder happen on screen.

“The cost of preparedness will be measured in gold, soon, in blood.” -Scribe

tag: @mellowwillowy , @eliciana , @youyue

Looking around you spotted an armored person staring distantly at their meal, at least that’s what you think. "Dear, guest. Is there something wrong with the meal?" You sat next to them, looking up. Not even with the lights could let you peer inside of that hallowed helm.

" No. " He immediately answered. You tilted your head a bit. Looking around, people already started to chat.

" Allow me, dear sir." You got your chopsticks, skillfully picking up a piece of his meal and tried to feed him.

He leans backward avoiding the piece of meat being brought up. “ What are you doing?” doesn’t sound offended nor did he seem to be miffed by it, in fact he sounded curious to why you’d do this without hesitation.

“Is it not obvious? A meal is best served warm and with the companionship of who you can trust.” You gave him your best gentle smile, and kept the food in the chopstick’s grip. "Will you allow me, dear sir?"

Not a single word out from his mouth, but moved closer that a portion of the chopsticks along with the food looked like it was cut off by the veil of darkness, feeling him taking the food from you, continuing to feed him with a smile. Unaware of the jealous glances being thrown your way from across the room.

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Few weeks later

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“Greetings, Lord Harbinger.” You did your greetings before closing the door after you. It didn’t take you too long to recognize the wealthy man from the party when you were trying to see if anyone needed help.

The man wearing bifocals only smiled at you. “Good late afternoon, miss.”

“Thank you for requesting me at a time like this, how was your day, or even your trip here?” You sat next to him. One thing’s for sure, you aren’t smiling at him like you would at Capitano when you fed him. This is your first visit as an official Geisha, you have made up your mind to devote your whole life to this occupation.

“Terribly so, darling. Say, aren’t you that girl at the party?” He acts like it is a very shocking news to him.

“If you mean the one at the pavilion a couple of months ago, yes. You’re correct, dear sir.”

“I have to say, you’re quite the spectacle. That moonglow highlighting your features along with the kind and lovely footsteps.” You merely gave a rather faint smile, tilting your head to the side.

“You flatter me, dear Regrator. Would you like to indulge in having tea?” You offered, knowing full well of yourself, cutting some of the prices down a bit so you could have a requester.

He thinks for a moment, “That would be lovely.” And so the silent but well needed moment is needed for Pantalone to enjoy the scene before him. A traditional drink was served to him as he stared in silence at the ‘emotionless’ expression of the young entertainer with such skill and precision. The taste of the bitter yet heartwarming beverage soothes his nerves, all the while you recite poetry from memory. With how slow business is for you, the only thing you’re looking forward to is the rather frequent visitation of the wealthy harbinger. In fact, he's the only one requesting you as of now. Always accompanied with frivolous gifts to bestow upon you, his favorite time to request of you is during night or if he's feeling a little bit confident during dusk.

“Sir, you didn’t have to.”

“Oh, but I insist, my dear.”

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One day, on a late afternoon

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“I’ll go now!” It had been at least half a year since you and the 9th harbinger had gotten to know each other on the surface. He had gained some trust from Lady Fuuka, oftentimes he’d request you to meet him at a far place with only an address on the paper and a disguised Fatui guard as a guide. He says he loved to escort you personally, though it would attract too much attention. So he had assigned a guard to escort you. But this time you nearly tumbled out of the tea house bumping into someone they caught you in time before you could touch the ground. “Oh, my apologies!” you said looking at a tall black figure in armor, head tilted up to see familiar appearance. “ It’s you…” a smile graced your lips.

“You’re that odd girl with that white makeup, right?” He had asked, as if trying to convince himself that it is you. Replying with a nod and a smile, “Indeed it is me, dear sir.” Looking at your figure, and all he could think of was how beautiful you looked in a more foreign look.

Lovely is insufficient enough to describe what you look like right now. The garb of love is with how the dress you donned fit just right to drape down. If this were any other season, it would be rather chilly. Those ruby lips, longing eyes, one could just tug and unwrap this beauty of a prize.

You noticed him staring and tried to break the ice. “Do I look okay?” With a smile, seeing this as a perfect opportunity to practice adapting to more closed clients. (if you have any.)

He took a step back,“Pardon me.” Faked a cough and took a step back. “Why are you dressed like this?”

Choose your words carefully. You replied, “My Matron told me I would look better in this, but I can’t run in this.” Letting a bit of a white lie escape your mouth, you couldn’t expose a client’s details yet he requested you to go outside in this gaudy apparel. Arms behind your back. “I’m sorry but I’m a tad in a hurry.”

“Where are you going?”

“Well, to this address.” You showed the piece of paper, but he suddenly took it.

“Let’s go.”

"I guess so." You tried to follow him.

The road ahead is a bit long, honestly you’d think the place would be closer or at least you should have rented a place there a day earlier so you could have an easier time to prepare and arrive on time.

“So, what is it like in Snezhnaya?” You decided to break the ice. Looking behind you, is the armored man’s helmet facing you already. Feeling his heated gaze that didn’t leave your body.

“It’s cold, not that you’ll survive there.” He responded coldly. Decisive steps stop and fully turn to him. “But if someone there has the sun’s smile, I think it’s worth it, right?” Raising your hand to give him a simple high-five. Nothing, he just stares at your hand for a few moments. You decided to let that one slide, thinking you’ve read the air wrong. Place your hand down and continue walking.

Soon the road is blocked by debris and mud from the rain last night. “Pardon me, if you would…” he scooped you up in his arms, walking down the path. He was more than thankful for the mask-helm that voided his expressions. Letting you down once the road is a bit more clear.

“Did you used to moonlight as a bodyguard?” You praised and teased him a bit, giving yet another smile, raising both of your hands offering a high-five to break the ice again… He didn’t respond to that and just stared once more. By this point you understand he has to maintain an image, like you. “It’s alright, maybe next time.” Putting your hands behind your back before walking away to your destination. The possessed black armor was about to call out to you to say something, though he holds his tongue and just silently follows you.

You entered the locale that you and Pantalone had promised to meet up at, the liveliness sets the moon. Little bells made their saccharine toll to call their potential buyers, “This is a lovely place isn’t it-?” Bumping into someone and by instinct you apologize profusely.

“Well, well, if it isn’t the little minx from afar…” You’d recognize that voice. Looking up, you saw a woman with golden tassels that twist and turn, jaded eyes focused solely on you. Cassilda, the woman that Kazuo left you for. Even though it has been quite some time since his scandal, you tried your best to not think about it.

You could hear them, the liyue-like whispers surrounding you and her gossipping in hiss like manner. “Haha! He did, what?” tittered an observant at your misfortune. “He’s a fool, sending and compiling love letters to his other girl he’s seeing,” giggled one. “That’s not a fool, that’s the entire circus!”

A cold hand touched your shoulder. “We should leave, it’s no use being gawked at.” He didn’t seem rattled by the many stares, though any longer might bring dishonor to Madam Wong. “Indeed, let us go, dear sir.” You tried to follow but the blonde woman spoke.

“With an attitude like that, it is no wonder he gave you such a wide berth. I’m not sure what your Matron sees in you.” Even with your emotionless facade, those words tore a tiny yet significant hole in your frail heart.

“To confuse yourself with me, I can’t fathom how wretched your life must be. Please, let us be going, dear sir.” You started to walk, hands on the front. Eyes stare at the road to avoid any more eye contacts. The disquieting air surrounding the harbinger followed suit, not wanting to see more of the pitiful woman.

“You … you !”

Once entered the establishment, you let out a vexing puff of air. “I’m sorry you had to see that, dear sir. But you should go now, I do not want to tarnish your reputation any further.”

“I do not mind, but people should start minding their own business… Is it possible to talk to you again?” He shook his head.

“Dear sir, I am a lost cause. I might not be worth your time.”

“I know the eyes of a go-getter, you can’t fool me.”

“Well today’s a special day for my client, with this occupation, I have to give it my all.” You smiled.

“What time are you usually available?” He asked suddenly, looking up at him thinking he’s just trying to make you feel better.

“If you want to know, my time depends on who reserves my time first but-.” He didn’t give you a chance to finish your words but he’s gone. “Can you at least let me finish?” Sighing to yourself before leaving to meet up with Pantalone.

“Pardon my tardiness, I’ve met with an unexpected inconvenience.” Bowing to him deeply after entering the room. There on the chair at the end of the long table is a bored looking man.

“No need, after all. You’re here is what matters.” Replying with a disquiet smile, you could tell he was slightly displeased that you were late.

“Still Lord Pantalone, how about I make it up to you by making some Temaki?” You offered a service to him. He seemed interested with that twinkle in his eye.

“Maybe at our next meeting.” The man with the fox smile said. “But how about that little dance I promised you, may I?” Standing up, and got closer to you, offering his hand.

“How could I refuse?” With that reply, it only strengthened his ego. Giving a little chortle to your response.

Not being familiar with ballroom dances, he forgave you for stepping on his feet a couple of times, he found it quite wholesome of you flustered to apologize. His hand on your cheek only made it worse as his thumb brushes on your rosy lips. Tempted to take your kiss, but he understands that this whole thing they’re doing is not traditionally allowed. He had to bid for you to come to him. A rather long waiting game for him, though it would be well worth the wait so long as he kept you in the shadows and caged you in, He’ll make sure of it.

~ Capitano (brief).~

“Lost in love, but not lost if not in love.

Flowers bloom but not for love.

Celestia had allowed us to have two hands, for the ladies.”

Capitano’s thankful for his mask to hide what his facial expression is for when he reads the poem that accompanied the letters meant for your ‘close friend’s ‘ scandal. After his encounter with you, he had a few agents gather some information about this Kazuo person. A merchant who manages to hit a big one, one lucky day.

“Sir, we managed to ask the tea house to book you a room next week at dusk!” Announced the messenger agent. “We even delivered some of your ‘leftovers’ to the target. We have yet to know of their reaction.” one added.

“Excellent work.” He praised them. “You both are dismissed for now.” Now with a schedule, he now has a deadline to complete before seeing the beautiful dame.

“Thank you, Lord Harbinger Capitano!” They saluted and went off, but not before their hands met each other making a sound despite the gloves they wore then they left. At this time, He realized something…

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~Back to you~

It was next week, it was raining at the time and you thought Pantalone wasn’t going to visit at a time like this but to your surprise someone booked you, so of course you assumed it to be Pantalone, your sole requester. You make haste to make some Temari-sushi, even though it's a low class meal, Pantalone didn’t seem to mind.

So here you are, sitting next to the gigantic suit of armor that helped you the week before. “It’s nice meeting you again, dear sir.” Give your best smile to him.

In return, he nods. “Indeed, what do you have there on your lap?” pointing at the clothed bento box that you prepared for Pantalone.

“Ah, well, I just so happened to be making some snacks and thinking of sharing it with my client.” That is true, and you didn’t expose your original plan with Pantalone. “Do you want some?” Offering some of your meal to him, though you may not have that much knowledge on cooking, Temari sushi has been your most successful attempt in the kitchen.

Opening the bento up and it revealed the colorful little spheres of snacks. “Here, enjoy yourself.” putting the box on the shared table in front of him… He just stared at it like at the party. “Do you not know how to eat it?”

There was a pause between your question and his answer,“I do know how to eat.”

“Of course, of course, my apologies, you first.”

You ended up helping him with Inazuman eating ‘etiquette’ or just let him eat the Temari sushi by hand. “See it isn’t so bad to ask for help.” As much as it is embarrassing it is for him, he actually enjoyed the moment you two shared together. It is too bad he only rented your time until early evening. So you both had to say farewell to each other with a promise to see each other again soon.

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It had been an odd quarter, most of the time you kept seeing Capitano in Pantalone’s usual hours by now, not that you could complain. Though the very next day would have Pantalone trying to make the best out of it like bringing you outside or even bedazzling you in jewelry and bolts of golden silk for you to wear daily, even at work. He even tried to ask you who was requesting you and kept your word to not leak any client’s information.

Pantalone kept wondering, who the ever living abyss would even manage to take his favorite hour to be with you? He had bribed the front man to not let anyone reserve you at a specific hour and days, yet still someone took a liking to you! Just as the miffed, bifocal man exits the tea house, he meets with a familiar figure. His co-worker, "ah, Capitano. Fancy meeting you here." A thin exasperated smile carved on his pale face under the guise of a friendly greeting.

"Same applies with you." Both may not have their eyes shown but the air of malaise silence is evident that both would strangle each other’s throats, if it weren’t for the other being too tall, " If you're going to bribe me with mora, forget about it." Capitano adds.

The Regrator laughed it off, “Oh I wasn’t thinking of it, peacock.” he insulted him. It didn’t affect him, instead the armor wearing man replied with, “I wasn’t aware that my armor is a mirror to you.” He mirrored your words when you offended that woman. Pantalone was about to throw more slurs at the general but was stopped when a Fatui agent arrived saying that the affluent man had business somewhere else. Thus letting Capitano have your special time with him.

And so, the tug of war for your affection has begun. With Pantalone trying to win you over with dozens and dozens of exotic items as a sign of his fancy to you with each visit. While Capitano spills tall tales of his journey around Teyvat as the Tsaritsa’s general, he greatly enjoys that you listen with keen interest to his carefully woven stories of a foolish woman that dared to steal away a poor maiden’s sole thing she had in her life. He finds it interesting that you gave your opinions that the cruel woman should be punished, when he asked what the punishment should be. Your answer would literally be anything but not gruesome. It’s alright, he can work around it.

Though, there seems to be a truce between the two or so you thought. Capitano and Pantalone booked you at the same time, with them a bottle of fire-water booze. A strong drink could probably make that annoying oni pass out from a cup of it.

Both seem to want to have a party with you, but is it really a party if it's just you three? You didn’t mind as you and Capitano played Konpira-fune fune. “What’s wrong?” after the round finished and downed a tall glass of fire-water. They had prepared a shot glass just for you.

“Nothing, just a little uneasy, no need to concern yourself with, dear sir.” You yawned a bit behind your sleeve.

“Are you sure?” giving him a nod, so you and him could keep playing. Capitano had the most drinks, while Pantalone went out to get more refreshments but he insisted that you should stay and rest for a bit.

With that thought in your mind, you couldn’t focus on the game that you tapped the cloth by accident. Dread sets in once your eyes meet with the image of the large man pouring you liquor to your shot glass.

“I know you’re supposed to look professional but, it’s just us here.” with the shot glass in one hand, he raised his other hand in a high-five gesture. Just like he practiced, but he didn’t expect you to giggle.

“You really didn’t have you, Dear Capitano.” Yes, what’s wrong with you for overthinking the situation. Your petite hand touched his, it didn’t make any sound but it made you smile. Then it was your turn to drink, you were avoiding the alcoholic beverage as your tolerance might not be high enough to stay sober.

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Flushed face, whines tumbled out of your mouth as you straddle Capitano, intimidated by the size that pressed against your body. Under you is a half nude, well-built military man." I don't think it would fit.. " Wiggling your hips, teasing him.

"Take a deep breath, I'm here…" Capitano says holding both of your hands to help you steady yourself. He finds it adorable, this is one of the scenarios he had daydreamed about. One that kept him up all night for,

"C-capitano…!" It's only the tip that entered your 'petite' cunt, you groaned when someone pulled on your hair making your cheek press onto something hard. Adrenaline courses through your veins as you feel capitano poke through a thin wall of flesh.

“You aren’t forgetting someone aren’t you?” You hazily looked up at Pantalone who kept rubbing his hard on all over your face.

Capitano was getting a little too impatient with your pace so he thrusted upward for his hips to meet yours. " Mm! " You squealed but were soon silenced by Pantalone shoving his shaft down your mouth, you were careful to not bite him since his grip on your hair didn’t cease.

"Archons… She's too adorable for her own good." He hissed as he started to ram into your throat more, nearly making you gag. But most importantly squeezing the man under you that he placed his hands on your hips to relieve himself, feeling the fleshy walls pulsate while he’s staring at your lewd expressions for the bifocal man.

The more it went on, your thighs began to twitch as Capitano kept abusing your hole so deep that you thought he might just break you if he wasn't careful. Meanwhile Pantalone is squeezing your throat lightly, the shaft going down and blocking your airway makes you dizzy with excitement.

Toes began to curl up, not before long the long haired man began to rub his thumb on your clit. Causing you to make muffled moans on the cock that’s face-fucking you right now. Eyes going crossed as tears began to shed, slowly being overwhelmed by the stimulus being made in addition to being drunk. Feeling something building up as you hop on Capitano’s lap in an uneven fashion. Pantalone was the first to notice tugged on your hair again to stop you and pulled out with a wet pop, . “Don’t you think it’s too soon, my gem?”

You have no idea how long the night went on for.

A/n: Sorry it took so long, I got finals waiting for me at a corner soon. I'll try to post Pierro (Star-crossed lovers) when it's all over, happy holidays everyone! - P

ps. if you're unhappy with it, please tell me so I can fix some stuff up!

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Avatar of Chaos:

Gifted in Bad Faith (9)

<- Chap 8

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"I knew it...I KNEW...I KNEW THEY WERE GOING TO DO THIS TO YOU!" Luke cried out like he was in deep agony.

Solomon had to put a silencing spell on his room because Luke was wailing too loud. He leaned against the door, sighing.

"Luke..." You sat there on Solomon's bed wringing your hands together. All your powers and all your strength and you couldn't calm down this baby angel.

"Michael told me you were supposed to be part of the Celestial Realm! You're supposed to be a Seraphim - you're supposed to replace Lucifer!" Luke banged his fists in your lap. You only cushioned them with your open palms.

But this was news to you. You glanced at Solomon for confirmation. He shrugged his shoulders - even he didn't know.

"Do they even know what they've done to you?! How are they okay with this?! Why haven't they told us anything?!" Luke continued.

"They don't know. Well, noone except Barbatos. And I'm not planning to tell them yet." You explained. "Not until the day of the play."

Luke stared at you confused. After all it made no sense from his point of view.

"I know it doesn't make sense right now. And I'm not sure I ever want it to make sense to you..." You cupped his face. "A pure heart like yours shouldn't know these things."

"You're not all gone, right? Some of you is still in there. I know it is."

You hugged him tight, allowing yourself to cry. The one true friend you ever had since the beginning of this mess. You grimaced in pain, imagining what he'd do if he actually saw you die that night.

You were grateful he would never actually have to see it. He would never know of the things that turned you into this.

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But someone else knew. Someone who's heart had been corrupted enough to know exactly what was going to happen in the play and why you were so adamant on it being improv.

Barbatos was pacing around his room again. These incidents and the growing tension between the brothers was making Diavolo worry. In all his loyalty, the Butler ought to come clean about all he knew.

But your threats were not to be taken lightly. Especially with Solomon on your side. Helpless he sank to his bed, trying to forget.

In moments like these, you were usually by his side, weren't you? He smiled bitterly knowing the old you would have held his hand and talked him down from all his worries. And then you'd wake up earlier than him and start working in the kitchen - all to make things easier for him.

"Try to sleep. Otherwise you'll be exhausted tomorrow."

He jerked up from his bed. He looked towards his window to see you, sitting there. One leg propped up, the other leg dangling.

"MC? You're here at this hour?"

"Luke found out about me. It was hard to come clean to him."

"Oh that's dreadful."

"Don't worry I told him you had no part in it. He loves you, I didn't want him to stop on my accord."

"....."

"The play is in two days. Just bear it for two more days, okay? I know it's hard keeping things from Diavolo." You sighed.

Barbatos chuckled for the first time in ages. "My punishment seems to be far lighter than the brothers."

"You deliberately lead me to death. But then you saved me too. I don't know how I feel about you. You just replaced me with another me when it was convenient." You stared at him, trying to make up your mind.

"I shall not repeat those actions again. You can take my word for it." He bowed in apology.

"Oh I'm not worried about that." You smiled. "I made sure to kill every version of me that crossed paths with you lot. I'm the only one left."

Barbatos fell back down on his bed, staring at you in horror.

"Oh don't look so scared, the deaths were painless." You got ready to leave, your wings big and beautiful behind you. "Goodnight, Barbatos. Sleep well."

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Lucifer stirred awake. He had fallen asleep in his study again. What is that noise? The dull sound of someone flapping their wings. He groaned as he got up. Damnit, Mammon. Could you not give him a break in these times?

He brought out his wings, flying upwards scaling the building till the sound was louder.

"Seriously what do you think you're doing at this hour, Ma-"

It wasn't Mammon. It was you, trying to open the window wider from the outside. You with your very own wings.

"M-MC?"

You groaned in frustration. First Luke, now Lucifer. You simply couldn't catch a break today. You should have just teleported, but no you just had to feel the breeze a little.

"Out for a midnight flight in the clouds too, Lucifer?"

He was sleep-deprived and drowsy. You simply had to turn this into a dream. Who knows? It might even be fun.

"Since when... do you have wings?" He flew closer to you.

You merely smiled, taking his arm. "I have horns too. I'm an Avatar just like you. The Avatar of Chaos. Come, let's fly together a little."

Lucifer visibly relaxed under your touch. Yes this was definitely one of his bizarre drunken dreams. Afterall he did sneak a few sips of Demonus while working.

"Chaos, you say? That means your virtue was Harmony. No wonder you could fix our messy, undisciplined lot."

"Indeed I could. But you can't possibly expect me to do that anymore." You chuckled. "I'm a demon now, Lucifer. And I'm far worse than anyone you've known ever since you've been down here."

He didn't seem to take you seriously. "MC you couldn't be unkind even if you tried. You're too pure for that. You have Lilith's blood in you afterall."

Seriously Lucifer, will you never learn?

You smiled through gritted teeth. You had half a mind to cut through his wings with your claws, let him fall and bleed out over the ground.

"Let's turn back around now, MC. There's classes tomorrow."

"Sure sure. Just one last thing to show you." You held his face and made him look down at something. Before he could figure out what it is - he felt a sudden thrust on his back.

He couldn't adjust his flight as the air seemed to push him downwards with alarming force. He crashed headfirst.

The ground was soft, he wasn't hurt much except aching elbows and knees. He looked around dishevelled. What is this place? A graveyard?

Each tombstone the exact same in shape. He rubbed the dirt out of his eyes to read the inscription.

In the loving memory of MC.

What?! Surely he was misreading it. It was dark and he didn't even have his glasses. He looked at another one to check. It said the same thing.

Every one he checked said the same damn thing. It was a graveyard full of your graves. Hundreds, thousands maybe more. All you.

"MC?!" He looked for you in the sky. Weren't you right with him? Where did you go? "MC!"

"I'm right here, Lucifer."

You were circling him like a hawk before you finally settled down on one of your own graves. "You didn't get any flowers for me? How mean..." You joked.

Lucifer head grew heavy, spinning on itself. "No you... you're here.... you're alive."

"Am I really?" You mock wondered, with a hand on your cheek. "Are you sure I'm not lying still on the floor, suffocating under your brother's grip and your watchful eyes...?"

Your wings glowed in the dark, beating loudly. He fell to the ground, covering his ears overwhelmed with the sound. "MC..."

Lucifer stirred in his sleep. He had fallen asleep in his study again. What was that noise? Someone's knocking on his door. "Come in." He says, holding his aching head.

"I knew you were still awake." You enter the room with a glass of warm milk. "Drink up and try to sleep won't you?"

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Update on 'A new life?'

Please read if youre interested in the A new life? fic, this is pretty important

Fic updates

Hey yall I have Covid😃

I havent been able to write anything, I genuinely apologize, i just feel so sick i havent been on my phone much.

Though I can say I estimate that A new life? will be another 3 parts, 4 if im feeling like i need to tie it all up better.

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The Summer of Gods (2014), Directed and written by Eliciana Nascimento.

Ordered it this morning and watched it about 5 times already. Black women must write their own stories, there’s really no other way at this point. this was the first film Ive watched in a while that did not involve a Black woman/girl being mistreated in some kind of way. Just beauty and loving who you are and where you come from.

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The Strong Willed Empress

Chapter 5 PT 2

"The Return of the Vulture"

Allarick walked quickly towards the bedroom wanting to wash up before meeting with his Empress. The Empress always wanted him looking presentable when he was in the divine presence of his beloved. The Emperors cape flew in the wind in a majestic and threatening way. He made slow calculated movements of a predator. Always watching and waiting for those... things.

The large gates rumbled and groaned to life once Allarick was standing close enough for the guards to see his face. All to slowly did they lift up. He could see the window to the bedroom they shared. Just arm's length away and he isn't there yet. 'This is taking way to long.'

The gates were to loud to hear the on coming carriage. The coachmen of the red, black, and gold carriage pulled the reins of the horses as hard as he could. The Emperor turned around to see the leading horses raise on their hind legs. He quickly moved out of the way only to cut the reins that held them to the carriage.

The beautiful carriage tipped on its side and skid to a stop. The enraged Emperor didn't care what they were here for or why they were speeding towards the palace, he just wanted them gone. A man around 20 cycles* old climbed out of the door. He held on for life hoping the wood would break under his weight.

Allarick glared at this man hoping that it wasn't another 'peace treaty'. He briskly walked over to the man and was preparing to behead him for coming into the palace unannounced.

"Halt! Re-sheathe your sword! I am The Prince of Amodod! Here to negotiate a peace treaty." That straw shuck of a man said to the Emperor.

"All the more reason to kill you then. Hold still, I'll make this as quick as my anger will let me." The Emperor sounded calm, to calm for the words coming out of his clenched teeth. The palace guards were rushing towards the scene with Alun behind them.

Dominic was watching everything from his window. 'Another concubine?? Shouldn't I be enough... though either way I'll remain the Empress' favorite.' He ran towards the double doors leading to the hallway and began to bang on them to let him out. Don't keep him in this room anymore! It's torture! The Empress is already looking for others to fill his shoes!

The Empress calmly waited in the throne room already knowing the chaos ongoing through the entire palace. The magnificent being sat on a plush pillow sipping on some water to help the headache growing from the stress of this week. A sigh echoed through the room.

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Chapter one | the prince's comfort

Chapter pairings: Kaeya x f! reader

Series synopsis: Born and bred to be empress, your clan has sent many women to the royal court but never the most coveted position out of them all. Thanks to your schematic family, the moment you came to this world was when the first empress has been rid of, presenting the fate of a mere newborn. Try to adjust to your life in the throne as your heart is shaken by the men who came to your life, one after another. Either as a passerby, a lesson or perhaps true love.

Chapter synopsis: One night where you're left all alone to yourself, an unexpected guest welcomes himself to your life...and to your bed.

Tags: smut | forbidden love | first time | virginity loss | slight angst

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What you said years ago may be forgotten as time flies, children grow, people change and so do their dreams. You look out the window in your wedding dress; everyone around you gushed and congratulated you on your new life but the receiver didn’t seem to be an enthusiastic bride. 

The main path from Mondstadt gate to the cathedral was protected with an elemental barrier, behind those are joyous people who wave cloths, flowers, or simply their hands to welcome the new empress of the Teyvatian empire. The holy kingdom prepared grandiose decorations across their roofs, the sky, and especially the inside of the grand cathedral which took the sisters' breaths away. 

All of these are to welcome the wedding of Emperor Pierro and the Empress (y/n) (l/n). There was a rumor about how her family went through extreme means to get her the position and it almost cost her the throne but the clever people from her house dissipated the rumor like smoke.

The shouts got louder and the Favonius knights became alert; all eyes focused on the carriage that stopped in front of the gate. The door opens before you know it, one step of your bejeweled shoe and the reveal of the hem of your white gown; the journalists soon scramble to take photos and describe your style, a race on who gets to publish an article first. 

You grab the extended hand of your family's most loyal man, stepping out of the carriage with his help. Itto smiled brightly at you, one that always made you feel at ease as you're entering a foreign country on your first official visit. He was always the one who stuck by your side even if you used to be mean to him, following you like a puppy since you were kids. Sadly, the connection between you and him had to be severed inside the palace. 

You beam at him slightly, nothing like the gratitude you feel inside for him since you had to be careful with your appearance, people like to nitpick anything they see. "Goodluck." he whispers, and you nod poker-faced before lifting your chin to walk to the cathedral. 

It was exhausting, paired with the sun that scorched you throughout the long walk yet you can't move an inch of a complaint as your entourage of ladies are as stiff as stone. As soon as you reached the large doors, the knights don't immediately open them per instruction; “wait for her attendants to finish fixing the gown, hair, makeup, and when the attendants come back to their places, open the door wide for the new empress.”  

The grand sight of the cathedral welcomes you with its glorious stained glass, sparkling chandeliers, and sunray spotlights while the heads of the guest turn to you. You walk slowly and confidently, passing without a glance at any of the seats until you see the two members of the Imperial family at your right. The emperor at the front and the blue-haired prince at his back; you glance at Pierro's features, and are once again reminded that you and him have a large age gap. He's dashing for his age at least; besides you're not marrying for love, you marry for power. 

He offers you his hand and you take it, placing your soft skin against his rough and calloused palm. His hand was large as it covers your own for warmth, an action that eased you a bit. The organ resounds as the emperor and his new empress walk together to the altar, side by side, hand in hand to be blessed by the heavens.

After the wedding, the bride must be pampered to prepare herself for her night duties. Like how your hair was brushed by the servants, the tufts of light makeup on your face, your shoulder bare from the innocent yet provoking nightgown. The hands on you then stop when everyone hears a knock. "Come in" you command, and a shaking maid unable to meet your eyes stutters her announcement. 

"Word-word came from the emperor's palace. The emperor has f...forgone the first night. He said that the empress may retire for the night as she is exhausted from the long journey to the palace." 

Silence. Then the brush falls on the floor and the maid assigned to it screams her apologies. You don't what to feel about it but you were taught to decode the meaning behind one's actions. Were they already telling you your place in the palace? That you're just a young, naive, second empress? Does it mean he doesn't want an heir from you? Did he swear to never touch another woman after his wife died? you scoff—preposterous. Your left eye twitches as you grip the thin material of the nightgown too hard, your sharp manicured nails tearing a little hole in the lace. Oh how you wanted to rip it all apart.

"Everyone leave" One word from you and they all bow synchronized, leaving the tools at your vanity still arranged. You stand up and look at the window, gazing at the waning moon that's supposed to represent you. The moon of the empire. And it's getting smaller day by day just like the happiness dwindling out of you; to think that the palace would transform you into such a state…it’s frightening. You're so far away from home, far away from everyone and everything you knew and suddenly you're thrown into the den of wolves. With no one around you.

The lady that your family raised never cries, and is never vulnerable. She only shows her weakness that's made up and uses tears for the effect of capturing hearts. Unexpected it was that real tears dripped down from your eyes and onto your cheeks, and more unexpected it was that an intruder came to your palace late at night. 

"Oh my. Why is the empress crying on her wedding day?" A playful voice rang from below and you wiped your tears fast, looking down on your balcony and seeing the blue-haired prince smirking. You squinted your eyes, putting up a cold defense as you're reading his face. Mocking? Was he mocking you? Maybe he already knew what happened, word travels fast in the palace. 

"Prince Kaeya. Isn't my residence off limits without any permission to enter aside from the emperor? I'm afraid I haven't received news of your visitation." You say as a matter of fact and he froze, a fake reaction that made your blood boil. 

"Oh? Sorry about that. I was used to playing around my home, ‘forgot someone is now occupying this place.” His gaze turned a bit serious at you. He subtly mentioned his mother, the first empress, being the constant reminder that you were foreign to the palace. Kaeya could be harboring ill feelings towards you and your family, for taking away his mother, and his father’s affection. What a kid. You have to set your position right since you can't keep being treated like this. 

"Your mother is no longer here. As for that rumor…I’m afraid it has nothing to do with me." And at that, his smile fades on your effective provocation. "I'm the new empress now. Learn to respect me and stop dwelling on the past." 

Kaeya nods as if taking your words seriously. He doesn't talk for a minute and you decided to retreat to your room until he states his reason for visiting to prevent you from going back.

"I don’t believe in rumors that happened years ago so no need to go down that path. I just wanted to comfort you." And you turn to him in a whirl, expression floored as he has the utmost satisfaction of seeing your face looking amusing. Comfort? What comfort? 

"Come on empress, I'm just a bit older than you. We should be friends don't you think?" His age doesn't match his actions.

“I don’t want to talk to you.” “I don’t think so.” Kaeya shrugs. 

"Don't get cocky now. You aren't even the crown prince yet." You retort and he rolls his eyes. “Why does everything have to be connected to the throne?.” He huffs a sigh testing your temperament.

“I always hear those nags about being the crown prince, thought you would be different. But I can't blame you after all...the palace is a dangerous place to live.” And he leaves before bowing down like a cherry topping from the disrespect he showed you tonight.

"I know that. But I'm not going to end up like your mother." You reply to yourself, watching his back getting smaller from your balcony.

After that incident, you tightened the security of your residence to prevent that prince from coming again. Yet it’s proven to be useless as Kaeya is persistent when he always manages to find you in the palace and greets you with a “Good morning empress”, kissing the back of your palm as you look down on him in disgust. He always sits on your afternoon tea uninvited, this time is not an exception. But you were left alone so you stood up, head twisting to look if anyone was around.

“You’ll break your neck if you keep doing that.” He casually drops, placing tea for himself and downing it right away, lacking the proper etiquette. You’re starting to question if he’s really the prince.

“You’d probably like that don’t you?” You sit down and snap, and Kaeya had to hide his little smile in the teacup. He’s feeling it, you’re responding and warming up to him. He calls for a servant and wine, a glass for him placed on the tablecloth as the dark liquor flows.  

“I don’t like breaking necks but I like breaking backs.” He casually says while sipping, and you suddenly slam your teacup too loudly that it clangs. Kaeya who’s surprised by your actions thought you knew the innuendo behind it, but once again you never fail to disappoint him. 

“How can a prince be so violent?” And he burst laughing, his tummy hurting from the childlike innocence and your expression that’s done with him. What was so funny? You feel suddenly conscious about what you said. Did you interpret it the wrong way?

“Are you drunk?” 

Kaeya wipes the water from his eyes while you roll yours in exasperation. “I am not drunk nor violent like what you think. If you go out on the streets then you’d understand what I’m trying to say.” “I’m not that free to wander around in the streets. And I don’t like the messy and noisy environments.”  

He nods, pouring you a cup of tea when he saw it’s empty. All of a sudden he had good etiquette. “What a good laugh. If you weren’t off limits, you’d certainly be by my side…” 

Then he trails off, realizing he had a slip of the tongue and feared what face would you make. He has a knack for ruining things, didn’t he? Blue eyes slowly look at you, a side glance to see what would you feel about what he just said. 

Kaeya thought you would feel disgusted about him having that kind of thoughts about you, but when he saw your face…It sparked a little hope in him that was too bright. He didn’t know if he should pursue it or leave it alone. 

Your lips were curved, eyes blinking at him, mouth agape, and to him, you look flustered; just like the women he entraps with his flattery. “What did you say?” You croak, this was the first time your voice ever broke since you were a child. The empress can’t be vulnerable or show her feelings, that’s what you’ve been taught and drilled into your mind, it’s a very hard ideal to take out. But certain situations continuously show someone your inner feelings. The slight thump you felt in your heart was dangerous, it made you unable to speak and think properly. 

“Empress-“ 

“This is highly inappropriate.” 

“I was just joking!” “I think I need to go now. It’s not a nice joke.” 

You stand up scared from your inner turmoil, you’ve never been taught how to handle awkward scenarios. And so, you turn away with one last glance at Kaeya, and you run to the comfort of your four walls. You feel insane, you can’t think about what he said earlier. Verifying and demanding answers should be first but you’re just here thinking about the deeper meaning of what he said. You don’t think you can approach him again. 

He’s the emperor’s son for goodness sake! Your husband’s son! It’s a sin to be thinking about him like that, but he sinned first! You’re not in the wrong. It’s his fault, you should stay away from him and listen to your rational mind, reassess the situation —*knock*—you stop pacing around the room and suddenly fear the door. Instead of telling them to come in, you grab the door harshly to reveal the maid who was shocked at your appearance. Your mood went down as if expecting someone else. 

“What is it?” “Your Majesty. His Highness, Prince Kaeya requests for approval of visitation.” Your eyes slightly widen but you keep it together, preventing the maid from seeing any reaction. “When?” “Right now. He’s with the front guards.” You swallow and nod, thinking of his reason for visitation. He usually barges in but now he has the thought of following protocol. “Let him in. Lead him to the drawing room.”

He makes you so confused and stressed, earlier you just said to keep your distance from him but you can’t bear the thought of turning him away. You stare at yourself in the mirror, examining yourself if you look good enough, flattening and smoothing stray hairs, grabbing your favorite perfume, and glaring at it. Who wears perfume to sleep? You place it back down, and you stop at your indecent attire. Should you change to a more appropriate dress? Your mind was going back and forth, whether should you follow the right path or stray from it; until the overthinking ate you up with no time left to change as a knock resounds on the other side of the door. 

“Come in” 

The maid bows at the side, announcing Kaeya who’s looking at you with an unreadable expression. “No one shall come near my chambers. You may go now.” No questions asked the maid departs with a bow to the both of you. Shy gazes and an uncomfortable silence ensue as you make way for Kaeya and he enters timidly. 

“I’ll get you tea. I have no liquor inside my room.” You walk away yet he pulls on your coverup, exposing a bit of skin on your shoulder that scandalizes you. “Prince! What are you-“ Kaeya’s blue eyes linger on the bare skin, who knows what’s on his mind? You try to read his expression; his predatory gaze, his lips ajar, and his grip on your nightgown crumpled, all those details tell you what he wants. Your brows furrow in frustration from being able to read his actions. And so, you snap him out of his trance, putting back the cover on your shoulder. “What’s your excuse this time?” 

He clears his throat. “I wanted to apologize the other day. You ran off so suddenly so I must have shocked you. It was inappropriate of me to say that-” 

“It’s alright, I’m sure it was just a little mistake.” Your cold voice pierced through the air, cutting off his words. He nodded, looking down before staring at you darkly, it made you uneasy. 

“If you don’t have anything to say, you can go now.” “I have something to say. I still haven’t apologized properly.” 

Kaeya grabs your fingers lightly, looking down at them before speaking his mind. “I’m sorry for the other day but I wasn’t lying. And I can’t forget about it…” He says, forcing you to a corner as your mind goes haywire on what he’s trying to get to you. The answer was dangling in front of yet you refuse to look into it, afraid of what it will do to you. Yet that danger seemed to be exciting, thrilling, captivating; a trap for anyone who dives into it, and you, are a mere human who fell in.

“What are you trying to say?” A scared hush comes from your lips, fearing for the knowing response that comes next. It makes you squirm, makes your head spin, just as you find yourself anticipating his words. 

 “Just one time. A one-time thing. Please give me a chance.” Kaeya hopes he gets his message across to you, the overgrowing need for something forbidden was too strong. And it does get to you, but you needed one last confirmation from him that he’s ready to do this. 

“I think you’ve gone insane. Do you even know what you’re saying?” you ask, suspicious he doesn’t know what he’s talking about, yet Kaeya knows very well what he’s getting himself into. He already made up his mind before coming here. 

“I know…I know I hate seeing you cry. So please, let me wipe those tears away.” What tears? Oh, the one that fell from your eye, placing itself on your cheek; too many unknown emotions swirling inside are overwhelming you as your face then contorts.

“Let me make up for what my father lacked.”

Kaeya hated his father in multiple instances, and one is for taking him away from you. One time in an event for noble children; he saw you falling and bruising your knee, crying in the grass, and he almost ran to go help you. He wanted to approach this pretty girl and make friends but— “Kaeya. Let’s go.” —his father’s stern voice pulled him back, his little body freezing at the command of the emperor, and he’s forced to watch another boy urgently pick you up.  

And it even grew much more for trapping you inside the palace to become his wife, he was unbelievably disgusted when he knew you were chosen. Now this, his arrogant father canceling on your first night, abandoning the lonely empress and not even seeing or visiting you for once. His father was terribly good at deserting people. But why was he angry when he didn’t do anything to save you? He just wanted and visualized, keeping his anger to himself and never putting his mind to action. 

He was a coward. Kaeya was a coward. And was coveting his father’s wife his first act of rebellion? He doesn’t know if this was brought by anger or lust, maybe both, but he can’t think of those now that he’s got you under his body. 

Your hands claw at his v-neck shirt that barely covered his chest, his lips tasting you and making you his for the night. Just one night like he always does.

You never looked at him that way until recently. The coronation was the first time you saw him. You barely had time to admire the prince back then, and seeing him now you understand why he becomes the talk of the town. His eyes were a deep blue, hair patching his palette, and his skin had a different kind of beauty from what you knew. Kaeya was simply graced with a great appearance.  

His sun-kissed skin glistens with sweat as he groans from pushing inside you, tears escaping from the corner of your eyes from the pain, and he wipes it away with his thumb, the other hand on your waist for him to squeeze. It was sure to bruise. “I’m sorry for the pain. It will be over soon.” He assures you as he sees you uncomfortable, guiding you through your first time. 

“Try to breathe in and feel me inside you. You’ll feel much better.” Kaeya breathed hard as he starts pushing further, testing your depth as you cry out from the unfamiliar sensuality. 

“It…it still hurts.” 

He presses right below your tummy and you thrash open-mouthed. “There. You feel me right?” 

Your body glides up and down as he changes pace, a hand pinning you to the soft sheets to gain full control over you. Getting a taste of the forbidden fruit, marking what’s not his, all of those a sin against his father and heaven. But the prince didn’t care even if he were to be struck with stones, he has no responsibility at this moment. 

In between the sheets, you and him left your thrones, just two young souls who found each other in lust, not caring about the price they had to pay sooner. That was how humans succumbed to sin and lost themselves. Focused only on how their bodies worked, relishing the mind-numbing, body-curling experience as they lose their ability to speak, uttering animalistic sounds from their mouths.

“Kaeya! I feel weird, ah!” You moan, not knowing the ecstatic feeling building up inside you. He smirks, finding your inexperience cute. “Just let it go. It’s the best part.” and he stimulates your spot further to help you chase your high. 

“Ah!” A wanton moan escapes your lips. What was this feeling? You know you’re secreting down there and that passing moment was just so addicting and relieving. You feel like you want to do it again with the way he shoves in and out. Kaeya shudders, finishing inside you while forgetting the possible consequence, his mind was not on the right track to think straight.

Wiping the sweat off his forehead, he looks down at your smaller, corrupted body that he just claimed. He did it. He stole another man's wife…One look at you fighting your sleep and he feels guilty knowing he won’t stay; he won’t even have the time to take care of you. This relationship was far too risky to continue, it could cost you both your lives and he doesn’t want to drag you into the dirt. You were still pure under all your layers, you shouldn’t be dirtied.

“Are you leaving now?” You break the silence, eyes closed to rest. “Miss me already?” And you fought the urge to open your eyes and glare at him. “Not that I want you to stay…but you said that you wanted to comfort me. You wanted to be friends.” You wondered what kind of friend he will be to you. And if friends even do something like that. You almost forgot you have a husband, how could you remember that man when you haven’t seen him since the wedding.

Kaeya laughs, breaking your thoughts of the emperor. “Can we still be friends after this? But I’m pretty sure this is a trend nowadays.” He says with an amusing look, guessing your response. “I definitely don’t want to be friends with someone I slept with. You said yourself this is a one-time thing.” 

He almost forgot that. Kaeya never got rejected and speaking to you was the first time his pride got hurt. Raising his eyebrows in agreement, he nods and lays down beside you. “You need to take a bath or at least wash your lower half.”

You don’t understand why you need to take a bath on a tired body but then you feel the sticky liquid between your thighs. And in a fit of embarrassment, you turn your back on him, your stupid heart pounding from what happened earlier. “I don’t want to take a bath. I’m too tired.” You close your eyes to try escaping him and then surprisingly fall into slumber.

Kaeya watched your back for an hour even though he needed to leave immediately. You got quiet soon and he assumed you were sleeping, you needed it after all. He stands up from the bed, contemplating whether to touch you or not, because if he does, then he’ll stay and sleep here. Your heads are probably on a platter the next morning. 

He doesn’t smile for there was nothing to smile about. There was only room for regrets and what-ifs. He dresses as quietly as possible, not wanting to bother the sleepy figure.

"Such a shame. You could've been my empress." He muses out loud before leaving for the night. 

But what Kaeya didn’t know was that you were a light sleeper, trained to detect assassinations in your sleep, royals are prone to it after all. Thus, even the slightest noise of his pants woke you up.

You were wide-eyed, dazed, as the door closes and your room gets cold; he planted so many doubts coursing through your mind, together with questions of whether you became empress at the wrong time.

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