#Furina Puppy

[nightmareonpeachstreet]

@ilikeyoshi got these rly cute pictures of Fufu in her new christmas outfit 🥺🥺🥺

[lovesickeros]

☆ decadence divine [ act I ]

{☆} characters arlecchino, neuvillette, furina {☆} notes yandere, drabble, gender neutral reader {☆} warnings yandere content, stalking (implied), kidnapping (implied) {☆} word count 2.3k

ARLECCHINO

Arlecchino was wont to leave social gatherings to her subordinates– the private meetings were where she thrived. It was so much easier to lure your prey into a trap when you didn't have prying eyes and ears waiting for the barest hint of blackmail.

She clicked her tongue in distaste, her eyes narrowing beneath the mask of the fox as she set down her cup sharply. It was difficult as it was to draw them from the safety of their bubble– at the slightest hint of danger, her quarry would run. A chase would be fun, but she couldn't risk getting caught here. The political nightmare it would cause..it already gave her a headache. She had to be discreet.

They weren't making it easy, however.

Which is why she never liked crowds. But this chance didn't come by every day. She wasn't going to simply let it pass by because of a little danger. She'd have them eventually, it was just a matter of how. There were already numerous of her own lingering in the crowds, hidden beneath the masks that every patron bore. It was difficult to stand out amongst the flurry of masked patrons constantly shifting around the room, moving from one conversation to another, gliding from one dance partner to another.

Her heeled boots clicked sharply against the tile as she stalked through the crowds, keeping a wide berth yet always lingering nearby– she was sure they could feel the vague sense of being watched, but with the huge crowds..her lips quirked into a grin with the barest flash of teeth. There were a great many ways to break them in– she'd spent a great amount of time and mora to get anything she could for blackmail, if she so wished. She had the backing of the Fatui as well if she played her cards right– it wouldn't be difficult to convince them that they were a valuable target, and none of them would dare to question just what she did with them afterwards.

Perhaps a bit of play, first. Test the waters. She was familiar with playing the polite gentleman, despite her status as a Fatui Harbinger. Stage something for her to intervene, perhaps, to look the hero. The look of shock when she revealed the wolf beneath the wool..she could see it already. That wide, doe-eyed look as they realized the monster they've followed blindly like a lost lamb..she was beginning to see the appeal.

All it took was a few hushed words and subtle signals before the tiles started to fall in place, her hand gliding along their lower back as she leaned over their shoulder with a thin, predatory smile. She'd have to organize for the agent to be released later, her eyes following as the Gardes dragged him out of the room in a flurry of curses, but for now..she tilted her head to peer down at them, polite and almost apologetic.

"You aren't too startled, are you? Now now, there's no need to look so..scared, poor thing. I won't let another lay a hand on you," She cooed in a sickly sweet tone, the husky rasp of her voice whispered in their ear like dripping honey. "You have my word. Now, why don't we get you some fresh air? Come. Allow me to escort you."

Her lips pulled into a jagged grin at the relief in their eyes– the blind lamb following the shepherd as it led them into it's maw. Just a little longer, and she could finally have her own caged bird– a pretty thing to admire, to protect, to possess.

Something no one else would ever touch again. Something hers.

NEUVILLETTE

Neuvillette was not one for parties. The intricacies and delicate handling of public relations he oft left in the capable hands of Furina, rather then himself. It was only at her behest he even attended at all, but he still felt rather..out of place amongst the bodies constantly shifting through the ballroom like a constant rush of water from one end to the other, no rhyme nor reason to the flow. The only thing that kept him afloat among the tides was the mask of the deer obscuring his face– even if it was exceedingly difficult to truly hide himself among the crowds, most passed over him without second thought.

Though he had to be honest with himself, even if he couldn't bring himself to admit it to Furina despite her insistence that his attendance was mandatory. He had his own reasons for coming– selfishness that left a sour taste in his mouth. It was purely by chance he'd seen the briefest glimpse of them prior, and he..was intrigued, that was all.

He refused to let his thoughts linger on the sleepless nights he spent prying every piece of information he could from loose tongues and obscure documents, every moment he managed to squeeze in between trials spent lingering in their most favored locations– cafes, stores, restaurants, the like.

Now a masquerade.

He tried not to let the guilt gnaw at his conscious, but it lingered like an age old scar that still ached.

So he relegated himself to simply residing in the further corner, nursing a goblet of water like a fine wine, trying not to let his eyes stray to the brief glimpses of them through the ever moving bodies filling the center of the room, dancing like puppets in music boxes.

Still, his hand twitched in an instinctual desire– a need to clasp his hand in their own, to touch his lips upon their knuckles, to indulge in a moment of reprieve and unshackle himself from the mantle that bears heavy upon his shoulders. He seeks reverence, worship, but not of himself– but towards the one who had drawn the eye of the dragon amongst the waves of humans he'd seen come and go for a great many years.

No one could compare, he is certain. None have left him as breathless, as hopelessly infatuated, as the one who made him wish only to kneel at their feet in senseless reverence until he could no longer speak. A hopeless man, indeed, if he has never even truly met them.

Instead he's spent his time prying into their life from the shadows. Caution, or simple cowardice?

He dares not ponder.

Yet in his ceaseless pondering he'd blocked out the world without, failing to notice the figure stepping up beside him until their hand brushed against his elbow– just the briefest touch, but it had his pupils narrowing and his entire body tensing like a coiled spring. That touch..bliss. It left him breathless and lightheaded as he tilted his head to regard them, his lips parting in a shaky sigh. They are as beautiful as he remembers– even with their face obscured beneath the mask, he would never forget them.

"Greetings, Monsieur– I hope I didn't frighten you too much." Their laugh made him feel rather faint, just the sound of their voice making his hand tighten around his cane. "..Not at all. I was simply lost in thought." He admitted apologetically, trying to reign in the urge to cup their face between his palms. A dangerous thought. He didn't want to scare them off when they'd provided him a priceless opportunity.

"My apologies, you must have needed something. It was rude of me to have been so absorbed in my thoughts to have ignored you." He continued, gently turning to set his goblet down– offer them his full attention, be a gentleman. The words rang in his skull like a ceaseless alarm, blaring and rattling his thoughts as he gently took their hand in his own. It was a split second decision– an indulgence, but he could simply not help himself. Even with his gloves between them, he felt like he was going to lose his composure just from such a brief touch..

He truly was a hopeless man before an altar, praying for a salvation he intends to bury deep beneath the waves– to keep it hidden in the darkness of the depths that only he can reach. A selfish man, he must be, to even think of it, but it is an itch that he cannot scratch. A need that must be satisfied. He cannot allow any hands but his own to tend to them, to know what it feels to touch them, to hear their voice and see their eyes as he prays– prays like a man starved, devotion born of desperation.

"I hope I did not make you wait too long." He smiles, soft and affectionate, like the bloom of spring beneath the winters chill– yet just as deadly, only masked by the sweet fragrance of flowers.

He had waited too long.

No longer.

FURINA

Furina was right at home amongst the crowds– where the masks obscured the identities of most, it was impossible to not recognize the charming banter of the Hydro Archon beneath the mask of the lamb as she graced the masquerade with her presence, speaking with a silver tongue to any who would listen. A truly enthralled audience fitting for the grandest of performers in Fontaine.

But her eyes lingered not on the people who's praise dripped from their lips like honey– yet so very bitter upon her tongue. Even the mask obscuring her expression did little to hide the longing that had her visibly deflating like a popped balloon. She hated all the eyes on her, really– it was suffocating. She was only putting on a show in the foolish hope that they'd finally pay attention to her. Just her luck, she supposes, that instead she's had to throw herself straight into the role of Archon without a pay off..

They hadn't even spared her a glance! It would be infuriating if not for the fact she couldn't even keep her composure just seeing them across the room. They didn't even have to look at her and she could feel the heat rush to her ears as she forced another smile at the crowd gathered around her. It was unfair how easily they could fluster her without even knowing it– her heart was thumping so hard against her ribcage she felt like it might burst.

Her only solace was the fact none of the patrons seemed to realize she'd clocked out of the conversation, her thoughts and eyes lingering on the distant figure– what a lovestruck fool she makes..it was a chance encounter she'd seen them during one of her outings. That was all it took to enthrall her, evidentially, try as she might to have ignore it for months.

They never left her mind for longer then a day, in the end, and she had to face the fact they had managed to enrapture her so deeply she felt like a newborn lamb learning to walk whenever she so much as thought of them. What an embarrassment! She..she was the Archon, she had a reputation to maintain, she couldn't be seen fawning over a human.

But oh, she still longed for it, beneath the veneer of a God. She'd watched them more times then she'd admit even to herself, wishing to find herself in place of those who'd hands were cradled so casually in their own– to hear their voice, their laughter, as often as she pleased..like a fine delicacy she so badly wished to taste, yet so far from her reach.

Would they think her pathetic for her infatuation? She pursed her lips at the thought, trying to bury the sour mood beneath her faux image of the Archon. Yet it lingered, and with only the quietest of excuses, she slipped into the crowd like a ghost– she needed to leave before she did something..stupid. Neuvillette would surely have a few choice words with her if she did, and she was inclined to avoid such a fate.

She..she just needed a moment to collect herself was all. That was it. She could go back to playing Archon for a little longer, she just needed a moment to herself. At the very least, the balcony had been regarded as off limits so late into the party– which gave her an opportunity to slip out of the public view for the briefest of moments. A welcome reprieve– she was starting to feel suffocated amongst the crowds.

Perhaps on instinct, she reached for the mask, lifting ever so slightly away..only to let out a startled yelp at the touch of a hand on her shoulder, the mask slipping back into place far too easily. It made her lightheaded, even now, but she dared not to dwell on it.

But when she turned sharply on her heel to chew out the person who'd followed her and had the gall to scare her..oh, she was done for, her ears flush with heat. The brief glimpse of their eyes beneath the mask, the curl of their lips as they smiled– her heart stuttered in her chest, and she was certain it had stopped all together when they clasped her hand.

"Y–you.." She wanted to be angry, to brush them off and leave with her rationality in tact, but the warmth of their hands on her skin rendered her speechless. She was no better then a fish on land, struggling to fill her lungs with air as she drew in a shaky breath. "Ahem, you caught me off guard. That's all. Surely you do not make it a habit to sneak up on people?" She huffed in indignation, trying to mask the fluster that threatened to break through her carefully crafted facade.

Ah, what a cruel twist of fate..she'd slipped away to escape their allure, but here they were, dragging her back into their orbit without even knowing how deep her infatuation ran. They were alone, too..it was a chance she wasn't sure she'd ever get again.

Maybe, just this once, she could do something for herself rather then everyone else.

She buried her guilt, the fear– buried it beneath the need to be seen.

"But if you want to make it up to me.."

[fenapple]

Navia's voice line about dogs made me think of Clorinde bringing her a chestnut hunting hound puppy some day. His name is Sir.

[evelynpr]

do you have a favorite fontaine character? 👀

Ok so like, multiple reasons I do not have a clear cut answer for this:

The thing about Fontaine is that they genuinely have such an incredible cast I legitimately cannot pick a favorite character. Like seriously this is such a hard question because so many of them are just AWESOME!!! Many are just well written, beautiful, so interesting, tragic, all of it

I am waiting for Clorinde's story quest...I have been waiting for more Clorinde content since Fontaine P1. Since her cutscenes with Navia and Wrio. I HAVE BEEN WAITING!!! I WANT MORE OF HER SO BADDDDDD BECAUSE!!! OMG!!! So far, she's had both such a serious and dutiful persona, but also she's so sweet and kinda awkward??? she also may or may not have family baggage because of her family heritage... If they do her character justice (haha) she might be one of my favorites

Ok currently the actual contenders for favorite are, like, Neuvillette and Furina. My stance on neuvifuri as a ship tho is a whole other mixed bag, but both of them individually are just so!!! YO!!! THEYRE JUST SO CHARACTER!!! Neuvillette, this beautiful, gentle, and truly dutiful dragon who learned to love humanity. Furina who's madness and goodness are what allowed her to fulfill her own duty. Man. They're both just so interesting and SILLY EVEN. Just wonderful little bbgs to mess around with.

Not to say I don't love Fontaine's other characters either. Far from it. I have not liked a character this fast ever (?) like I liked Chevreuse in just one event. Chevy is so goofy and passionate and genuine I like her a lot!!! Wrios is just. Such a cool fucking guy idk what to tell u man. He's both so chill but also godDAMN you do not mess with him. Navia!!! Such a lovely lady who's so strong, after all that she has gone through and all the responsibility she now carries!!! Truly girlidol girlslay girlboss she's incredible!!! AND OF COURSE THE TWINS AND FREMINET!!! Lyney and Lynette are such an amazing duo in their magic tricks, their agent duties, their siblinghood. Freminet is such a precious boy, please protect him he just wants to swim with the ocean creatures :<<<

Not to shade on the rest of the cast of course. Arlecchino (aside from being sexy as fuck) I'm also just waiting to see what else she actually has under her sleeve. Sigewinne and Charlotte are both nice and cute! By no means are they boring or uninteresting, just not my type, Chiori as well.

[https-furina]

maybe i need to write a fic on this but the sweetest puppy boys & girls who love to curl up beside you and rest their head on your lap and it’s so precious !! because you can run your hands through their hair and rub the tips of their fluffy ears.

you’d be mistaken that they’d fallen asleep in such a way if it wasn’t for how their tail wags happily in response to your miniscule gestures. sometimes it’s just the cutest to hear their soft whines when you remove your hands for even a moment ):

[mondaymelon]

first time in this account lol Idk if you're taking requests but I saw that post some minutes ago and... Idk, wanted to request something lol, if you didn't do it yet! What about headcanons with a reader who doesn't show physical attention until some years of knowing them? Like, they know each other for about 5 years and just then the reader decides to do some small act of physical affection... I wanted the headcanons to be with Childe, Arlecchino, Wanderer and Furina! If you can <3

₊˚ෆ 𝐈𝐅 𝐈𝐓'𝐒 𝐘𝐎𝐔… | childe, wanderer, arlecchino, furina x gn!reader

( childe's part might be a little ooc. havent done that part of the archon quest yet cries. also mwah arlecchino we love her in this household !! )

[ You were always someone who wasn’t fond of physical attention. Fleeting touches and kisses to the cheeks were never your forte, yet what should happen if the lover you’ve had for years is suddenly on the receiving end of such affections? ]

"physical affection... ah- it's okay if you can't show that to me, there's plenty of other ways to tell that you love me!"

CHILDE was the one to say those words to you, and the held the most certain truth. You were his lover, and a hug or two couldn't sway the fact! While the harbinger is quite the puppy and often yearns for your warmth, he'll respect your boundaries and allow you whatever. A lover like Childe places your happiness as a priority over his, wanting more to see your eyes sparkle than his own.

"Love, you wouldn't believe what happened in the courthouse today." You glance up from your spot where you're curled up on the couch, snuggled into a fluffy blanket and holding a warm drink in your hands, one of Inazuma's light novels sitting on the armrest. You hear the door to the two of you's home shut and lock, and listen to... Childe's footsteps. How strange, is he stumbling?

Glancing up, you internally gape at the cuts on his body, your eyes instantly drawn at the red splattered across his features. "'Taglia, what hap-"

He lets out a dry chuckle, grinning sheepishly as he rids his shoes at the door. "No worries, the blood isn't mine. Most of it, at least. I managed to get out of there in time, so all's well, yeah?"

As if that'd provide you any comfort. You narrow your eyes, glaring at him unyieldingly, until Childe has no choice but to force out another tasteless chuckle. "Come on now, I'm home, so let's do something fun instead of just being mad at me, 'kay?"

"Tartaglia."

The man flinches, his deep ocean eyes rounding. When you call him that and not his nickname, he knew that he had landed himself in deep shit. "Okay, okay, I'm sorry." He says that, but the sentence rounds up in a change of his tone, sounding almost suspiciously like a question. "It won't happen aga-"

The world itself seems to stop.

Your head is buried into his chest, arms wrapped around his waist. Archons, can you hear how fast his heart is beating? You've made him into a complete and utter mess. He's blushing, his ears practically on fire, and any thoughts once in his brain have been seared away in single second. It takes him to the count of three to remember how to breathe once more, his chest erratically heaving up and down as his shaking arms wrap around you hesitantly, wondering if it'd be okay to do so.

"...Love?"

"Mhm?"

"I- I thought you-"

"If it's with you, I'm okay."

Oh, how those words tug at his heart. You look so perfect in his arms - yes, you looked simply perfect all the time, he'd admit in a split-second. The messy nest of hair atop your head when you woke up in the early mornings, the dark bags under your eyes when you didn't sleep until late at night, your smile, your laugh, even your scowl. It silenced any effort to not fall in love with you.

A smile tugs at his lips. A bright one, a warm one, if that was even possible. Perhaps his eyes are shining with tears, or perhaps it was merely a trick of light, but he holds you all the closer, not wanting to let you go.

"Love, I... Archons, I don't think I'd be able to love anyone but you." ₊˚ෆ

"..great. i don't want your filthy hands on me anyways, so there shouldn't be a problem, hm?"

WANDERER's words were just that, would it kill him to be a little nicer? It didn't matter... you knew your lover well, or at least well enough to tell that what he said wasn't the complete truth.

Sure, you had seen him shrug off and make expressions of disgust directed towards particularly touchy people that he'd become somewhat acquainted with. And you most certainly had witnessed his frustrated outbursts and rants when he returned home to your shared abode, whining and grumbling about any trivial error someone had made - that is, brushing fingers with him while passing him papers. Something that couldn't exactly be avoided, yet he had glared at the wall for a good amount all the same.

Ah, but then there were moments when he thought you weren't looking, and that was when his eyes would drink you in. Grazing over your eyes, to your lips, then to your hands, where'd they linger on your fingers for perhaps longer than they should.

And you'd catch the times where you were inclined to say something flirtatious - words that were never all that flirtatious in the first place, Wanderer just happened to be unusually susceptible. Chin resting on your hand, eyes staring into his, you'd say something about how pretty he was, and then he'd just about go into neurogenic shock, likely not speaking to you the rest of the day, the tips of his ears, if one squinted to a certain extent, pink.

"Love." You glance up at him, a slight pout fixed on your lips. He'd been immersed in minor tasks, and those pesky things were what stole his attention away from you. An ironic twist of fate, as you were usually the one to be drowning in work, and he'd be the one practically begging for affection.

He hums, yet doesn't even bother to look at you.

"Do you want to go for a walk?"

"No."

"Go get something to eat?"

"No."

"Visit the... House of Daena?"

"No."

"Shall we feed the finches?"

A slight pause. "...No."

"Then... let's hold hands?"

He froze at your words, and it seemed that the male lost the function of inhaling, for he sat there unmoving for what seemed like hours, his expression petrified in its form of his large eyes, raised eyebrows, and mouth slightly ajar.

"...Excuse me?" It seemed that he doubted his own ears, for he set his work aside and fixed his focus upon you, fingers trembling just the slightest.

"Hmph, have you suddenly forgotten how to think?" You frowned, yet your eyes curved into crescents all the same, and Wanderer felt his breath hitch at how ethereal you were. The sly fox you were, you took his moment of shock, settling by his side and intertwining your fingers with his. "Like this, is it not?" You were smiling now, and for the first time you glimpsed the red on his ears, but now on his face too, a rosy red descending upon his cheeks.

"What's..." Perhaps you were right. His vocabulary had suddenly dwindled, and now he had nothing but questions - that, and the growing warmth in his chest. "What do you think you're doing right now?"

Whatever attempt he had to sound "mean" had failed. You knew him too well for that. "Holding hands, what else? Your hands are cold you know-" And at that he flinched. "But it feels nice."

D...Did it really?

"You, no... love, let's stay like this. You're... warm." ₊˚ෆ

"when you sought me, i thought it'd be a serious matter. there's no trouble in it, truly, so there's no need to look so dejected."

ARLECCHINO hadn't even batted an eye. Was there a reason to? Yes, this certainly crossed off any thought of romantic couple things like kissing and hand holding, but it wasn't like she'd gasp dramatically and fall to the ground, blaming you for setting boundaries-

As if she'd ever. Your imagination was running wild today, perhaps it was the lack of sleep finally catching up to you? It was a stark contrast compared to Arlecchino, who went days without rest, shuffling through paper after paper on her desk and constantly relaying messages to her subordinates. She was a hard worker - a trait most easily overlooked, but it was a point of adoration for you. A point among many. Arlecchino was an easy person to love, despite the bristling thorns she'd show at first glance.

"Darling, a cup of tea, please?" Her gaze flicked up from her work to you, a thin smile decorating her lips. It was more a less a habit the two of you established - that is, pouring her tea. Her favorite cup was the one you had gifted her when you first started your relationship, shaded in a dark hue and embellished with roses, their blooms, petals, and thorny branches spreading across the expanse of porcelain. You placed said cup on her desk with a breath of satisfaction, tilting you head in questioning at the unusual amount of papers on her desk.

"Arle, did something happen?"

She merely chuckled to herself, her eyes shining with delight. "Ah, why don't you wager a guess?" You were her "subordinate" of sorts, although your true association was far more intimate. You knew of her plans with Fontaine, and helped carry them out. She revered your loyalty, but your warmth far more.

"...Has the hydro gnosis been secured?"

She snapped her fingers in one swift motion, her small smile widening into a true one that played across her ruby lips. "Correct, I'd expect nothing less of someone as capable as my lover."

"Then, Lyney, Lynette, and Freminet..."

"They've done well." It'd be hard to forsake the note of pride in her voice. Setting down the sheets in her gloved hands, she stood from her seat slowly, letting her eyes scan over your body. "You've asked your question, now shall I ask mine? Darling, I did quite well myself, did I not?"

Her expectant gaze read one thing, but instead of the usual quality time spending the two of you'd share, this time, you had rather differing plans. Smiling, you walked up to her, not letting the way her eyes sparkled just the slightest escape your sight. Promptly, sneakily, you flung yourself upon her, beaming as your hands found refuge winding about her torso, nearly instantly trapping her into your death hug. "You did, Arle~!"

"..." At her silence, you glanced up, only to be met with a sight that drew blush upon your own cheeks. Her usually composed, mystery-shroud features were now conflicted with crossing emotions... of what, however, was rather indecipherable. Arlecchino was a person of many masks, yet now it seemed that her "mask" displayed but one thing - love.

"Darling, I... you look perfect in my arms, so shall we stay like this a moment longer?" ₊˚ෆ

"is that so? a trivial matter, is it by law that i must hold you in my arms in order to prove my love for you?"

FURINA's multicolored irises and teardrop pupils twinkled, their shine dancing on the moonlit breeze. A hand daintily held a teacup, its fragrant contents swirling about the porcelain basin. Her laugh accompanied the cool evening wind, and she fluttered her eyes shut in a smile that brightened her expression. "Come now, why so shocked? Wouldn't this be expected from someone as benevolent as I?"

It was a scene that would remain forever painted in your mind, like a beautiful mural that one's eyes could not possibly forsake. The way her mouth tugged upwards and the manner in which her eyes curv-

"Hey, are you even listening to me right now?" A familiar voice tugged you out of your reminiscence of the confrontation months prior. Furina displayed a childish frown on her lips, her partly furrowed eyes sharpening her gaze into a rather particular one.

Oh, lost in thought once more. You let out a soft sigh, nodding sheepishly. "Yes, love, I am.."

"Mhm..." Your words left a no, you clearly aren't!" Furina sat up, her intensifying discontentment apparent on her features. "I said I got you access to front ticket seats to the hottest new court case! You know, the one involving the robbery... the one that's quite literally got the entire Steambird in a chokehold? Yet, you're not excited in the slightest!?" She sounded offended, and she likely was, for her cheeks were flushed the slightest in rash frustration and her narrowed eyes creased at their corners. "Appreciate my efforts, why don't you?"

"Appreciate" indeed.

Ah, but was a sudden, tight embrace overshooting it? For she tensed in your arms, her frame absolutely suspended in your hold, her slack jaw giving the slightest tremor. "Mon amour, just w-what are you-?"

"Come now, Furina, am I not permitted to hug my own lover now?" The jesting in your voice faded as the sarcastic grin on your face formed a smaller, more genuine one. "I'm... ah, I'm okay, if it's with you. I'll be okay."

She paused at your words, contemplation of them flashing in her gaze, and let out a gratified exhale. "Then..." she nearly melted in your embrace, leaning her head into your arms compliantly.

"Don't you dare think I've forgotten about your previous transgression, but... ah, it can be forgiven, can't it, mon amour?" ₊˚ෆ

(a/n) hc hc hc hc furina calls youfrench petnames because french oui oui baguette.. AHEM my sincerest apologies to any french or french speakers...

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[ariicandy]

𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐚𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐈 𝐦𝐞𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮, 𝐈 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐝𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐠

𝐀𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭 ; How Fontaine characters would react seeing you, their crush

A/n : this game gotta stop making such fine characters oml , plus wanted to feed yall for a little as im recovering from personal reasons

FYI : super short again , sorry :((

Their heart races that they can hear it in their ears| Lynette, Wriothesley

Just seeing the sight of you walking up to them makes them panic, do they look good? Did they have their perfect outfit on?? Do they smell good!? A million thoughts in their head and have not noticed you right infront of them now, oh archons how long would they must endure this? They will listen to you talk about anything you like, but on the inside, they are sweating and screaming on suddenly seeing you.

Is super nervous but hides it well | Navia, Clorinde, Lyney, Furina

They have spotted you, quick! Pretend you don’t see them!! Act cool!! And they act like how they would everyday but secretly inside, they are screaming at themselves. “Why did you say that!!” , “No wait, does [Name] like whatever I’m talking about? Maybe switch it to something they like” etc etc. Only a few people can see how nervous they were only suddenly seeing you in public, maybe you should next time give them some time to prepare for their act on suddenly seeing you

Wanting your attention and/or presence all the time| Lyney, Furina, Wriothesley, Neuvillette

They are like a lost puppy following you, no really they are. Would nudge your shoulder to get your attention on them, hug you from behind or try holding hands with you! They want all your attention on them because you are their spotlight! They crave for your presence because it is comforting to them and is like an energy reboot whenever they are tired, they suddenly get the strength and motivation to continue on whatever they are doing when they are talking with you and/or walking around with you

[sea-lanterns]

Vet!Reader during the examination: oh you’re such a pretty girl!

Crocodile!Beidou who hasn’t been called a pretty girl in her life: :0

Now I’m just imagining Croc! Beidou standing there and slowly blooshing because she’s never been called such cute things before 🥺

Vet! Reader: *using a high pitched voice* Who’s a pretty girl? Who’s the prettiest crocodile girl in the world? It’s you!

Croc! Beidou: *bellowing out of enjoyment* 😊

Awgheheidjoeje she’s so cute. Big scary girl who just wants to be called a good girl and fed raw steaks by Vet Reader. Everyone is so afraid of her but she’s just a big swamp puppy <33

Ignore the fact she tried to hunt Shark! Furina that one time.

[aritsukemo]

Their partner wants to cook them a meal but they're a terrible cook. How do they react? | Multiple Characters

Fandoms Included: Naruto/Naruto Shippuden, The Case Study of Vanitas, Yona of the Dawn, Demon Slayer, Genshin Impact, Danganronpa, Assassination Classroom, and Your Turn To Die

Warnings: Small spoilers to Demon Slayer and Your Turn to Die and potentially other animes so read at your own risk!

A/N: I don't know when I'll have the time or motivation to write write anything so for a while, you guys may only see little headcanons like this.. Thank you all for your patience! <3

↪ Insists that they cook/Never lets you step into the kitchen/Talks their way out of it.

Whether it was due to their charismatic wording, a humble offer, or their own tricks and or distractions, they somehow steer you completely away from the kitchen and whether you two end up having a nice, lengthy chat while they prepare dinner, cuddle up to each other while you wait for takeout to arrive, or something else entirely, I'm confident when I say that the thought of cooking has completely vanished from your mind at that point, much to their ( and their stomach's ) happiness.

⇻ ITACHI UCHIHA, Haku, Minato Uzumaki, LOUIS DE SADE, ZENO, Jae-Ha, SOO-WON, Tetra, SHINOBU KOCHO, Kagaya Ubuyashiki, Yoriichi Tsugikuni, Hinatasuru, YELAN, ARLECCHINO, AYATO KAMISATO, Kazuha, ZHONGLI, Ningguang, KOKICHI OMA, CELESTE LUDENBURG, Karma Akabane, GAKUSHU ASANO, Yuma Isogai, Sou Hiyori ( Shin Tsukimi ), KEIJI SHINOGI, KAI SATOU

↪ Claims they're not hungry/Has a list of excuses up their sleeve.

Despite might've having just said that they were starving beyond belief, as soon as you offered to cook them a meal, they immediately go on to say how they mispoke; how they're actually stuffed and can't even begin to eat anything 'lest they wanted to pop like a balloon. If not that, they're quick to lie saying that they've already ordered takeout and how they wouldn't want to waste your amazing cooking nor their money. If that doesn't suffice, they'll come up with another excuse, and another, and another until you drop the topic all together and trusts me when I say that they will keep pulling excuses out of their ass until you give up.

⇻ KAKASHI HATAKE, Konan, Jiraiya, Ino Yamanaka, Vanitas, Olivier, Johann, DOMINIQUE DE SADE, Aoi Kanzaki, WRIOTHESLEY, VENTI, Ayaka Kamisato, XINGQIU, Ganyu, MAHIRU KOIZUMI, Hajime Hinata, Meg Kataoka, Tomohito Sugino, Reko Yabusame

↪ Can't lie to save their life and ends up sucking it up in the end.

Whether their faces gives them away or the fact that their excuse/lie was just god awful, you see right through it immediately and upon questioning them about it with that sad puppy-dog face, they sigh, shake their head, and say in a defeated tone, "I can't wait to taste whatever you cook.." watching as your face lights up and you lean in to kiss their cheek while telling them that'll you'll make sure to take extra special care of their meal. When you disappear into the kitchen, they start to pray, begging whatever superior being out there to either change your mind and decide to order takeout or that something prevents you from making their meal; example, the kitchen burning down.

⇻ Naruto Uzumaki, KANKURO, Gaara, Kisame, Deidara, KIBA INUZUKA, Tsunade, Roland Fortis, Jean-Jacques Chastel, Yona, KIJA, KAN TAE-JUN, AN RIRI, Ayura, TANJIRO KAMADO, Hakuji, Sucrose, Furina, MONA, GOROU, Ga Ming, Thoma, COLLEI, KAITO MOMOTA, Komaru Naegi, NAGISA SHIOTA, JOE TAZUNA

↪ Brutally honest/Puts themselves first.

Listen, as much as they care for and adore you, they care about their stomach just a little more. That said, when you come to them with the idea of cooking, they immediately shut you down, and whether they're as gentle and delicate as a flower about it or as harsh and cutthroat as the weapons they ( may ) wield, they'll ( maybe ) make it up to you somehow with riches, some form of their affection, or quality time. ( They may even allow you to cook! ..Under their careful supervision of course. Y'all can cook together! :D )

⇻ SHIKAMARU NARA, TenTen, NEJI HYUGA, Tobi, HIDAN, Konohamaru Sarutobi, SAI, KAKAZU, Dante, VERONICA DE SADE, Astolfo Granatum, Chloé d'Apchier, YUN, HAK, Kan Kyo-Ga, Abi, MICHIKATSU TSUGIKUNI, Muichiro Tokito, YUICHIRO TOKITO, WANDERER, SCARAMOUCHE, Albedo, Neuvillette, YAE MIKO, CHIORI, Chevreuse, ALHAITHAM, ROSARIA, Tighnari, BYAKUYA TOGAMI, Ibuki Mioda, Maki Harukawa

↪ Can't stand to hurt your feelings/Goes along with it.

When they see your eyes shine as you excitedly ramble about wanting to cook for them and all the dishes you'll make for them after the long day they've had, they just can't turn you down. You look so happy, so excited, all because you want to spend your valuable time making something for them, and even if the dish could kill a man, they'd be ( smart ) a fool to refuse your offer. So what if it's a little bland or a kinda ( very ) charred? They've been through worse. And besides, what's the worst that could happen ( You ended up nearly killing them with the first bite )

⇻ HINATA HYUGA, SHIZUNE, Asuma Sarutobi, NOÉ ARCHIVISTE, AMELIA RUTH, Jeanne, SHIN-AH, ZENITSU AGATSUMA, OBANAI IGURO, Sanemi Shinazugawa, MITSURI KANROJI, Kanao Tsuyuri, GENYA SHINAZUGAWA, Nilou, FREMINET, LAYLA, MIKA, NOELLE, THOMA, Yoimiya, Kirara, Sara Chidouin, Alice Yabusame, Q-Taro Burgerberg, RANMARU KAGEYAMA, MAKOTO NAEGI, Sakura Ogami, SHUICHI SAIHARA, NAGITO KOMEADA, GONTA GOKUHARA

Dividers were made by me, pictures used are from Pinterest, post formatting is inspired by @xxsabitoxx

[luminescenttluna]

A night with Fontaine Women

warnings: nsfw 18+ (minor's do not read) w/w

Features Clorinde, Lynette, (fixed) Navia, and (added)Furina

contents: semipublic (Lynette), Vibrators (Lynette), Pussy eating (Clorinde), mention of strap (Navia and Clorinde), edging (Lynette), begging (Furina)

This is my first smut-fic in roughly 4-ish years (literally) so it might be a bit on the bumpy side but hope you enjoy

Chlorinde

[y/n] straddled Clorinde's lap, teasing her while grinding on her. Clorinde struggled to remain in control on not to fuck her right there and then, she needed to wait until they were in the privacy of her bedroom. "you really are testing my ability to-" [y/n] muffled her words, placing a kiss onto the corner of her mouth, knowing the effect it had on her. Clorinde took a deep breath, face reddening.

With out another word, she lifted [y/n] up and went to her place, trying to maintain her stoic expression. "Oh~ where are we going?~" [y/n] giggled, amused by the whole situation. "Somewhere more private.." Clorinde answered, face visibly red.

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Once Clorinde opened the door to her bed room; she (gently of course) tossed [y/n] onto the bed, it was now [y/n]'s turn to become flustered. Clorinde met [y/n]'s lips with her own lips, both syncing in a rhythm of their own. Clorinde's fingers found themselves at the hem of [y/n]'s shirt, tugging it up then pulling it off of her, revealing her lacy (f/c) bra. Clorinde began to trail kisses down from [y/n]'s lips to her chest while her hand's rested on her clothed boobs before pulling her bra off in one swift motion. She then set the bra on the nightstand next to the bed before glancing back at [y/n], taking in the sight.

"I must admit, you are

[y/n] could feel her face heating up at the compliment plus with her chest being exposed to Clorinde, she couldn't help but feel slightly nervous; to be fair, this was her first time being this intimate with Clorinde. The situation was new to them. Clorinde could tell that she was getting nervous, which made her pause.

"if you want me to stop, all you got to do is say the word and I'll stop"

She cupped [y/n]'s right cheek, stroking it with her thumb.

"I don't want to do something you're not comfortable with."

Clorinde leaned in then placed a gentle kiss onto the tip of [y/n]'s nose.

"I'm just nervous" [y/n] reached out towards Clorinde, pulling her on top of her, running her fingers through Clorinde's hair. "-and I do want to continue this.. I'm just really nervous is all"

Clorinde pressed a kiss to [y/n]'s forehead "is there anything that would help?" She really wanted to help [y/n] not be nervous.

"well for starters.." [y/n] tugged at her shirt "you could remove you blouse.. it's not fair being the only one nearly naked here!" [y/n] gave her her best puppy eyes.

Clorinde's face started to turn a light shade of pink "alright" Clorinde sat up; straddling [y/n]'s hips, then began to unbutton her blouse, removing it, then folding it neatly on the bed next to her where it wouldn't get dirty. [y/n] was in awe of the sight in front of her though she wanted to see more. "the bra next, pleeeaase?" [y/n] pleaded, once again giving her the puppy eyes.

How could Clorinde say no to that? She unclasped her bra, placed it with her blouse, then leaned back onto [y/n]. "happy?" [y/n] giggled as she pressed her lips to Clorinde's, both recontinuing their little make-out session.

Clorinde hooked her fingers on the hem of [y/n]'s skirt, then pulled it down, fully exposing her body to her. "didn't wear panties today?" Clorinde chuckled, placing her hand on [y/n]'s upper thigh.

[y/n] giggled "looks like I've been caught~"

[y/n] reached out towards Clorinde's waist, tugging on her skirt. "off please?" Clorinde compleatly removed any remaining clothes off of herself, fully exposing herself to [y/n].

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Clorinde pushed [y/n]'s legs apart; getting in between them before circling her clit with her finger. [y/n] tensed at the sensation then relaxed while Clorinde picked up the pace. "mm..." [y/n] attempted to hold her noises in, but struggled to do so.

While continuing the motion of [y/n]'s clit; Clorinde leaned down to [y/n]'s pussy, spreading her lips with her free hand, then diving in with her tongue. [y/n] arched her back at the sudden sensations, reached down then tangled her fingers into Clorinde's hair, tugging lightly. Clorinde let out a little hum at the pain, vibrating [y/n] in the process. [y/n] was quickly reduced to a moaning mess.

Clorinde used her hand that was holding [y/n]'s lips apart to reached up to grab one of her boobs, squeezing gently before pinching her nipple. [y/n] wrapped her legs around Clorinde's head, panting as a tight feeling came bubbling in the pit of her stomach.

"Clorinde.. I-" [y/n] came over her face, Clorinde helled [y/n] through her high before stopping to sit up.

"fuck.." [y/n] layed there, thighs trembling as she caught her breath, unaware of what Clorinde was putting on.

"that was enjoyable~" Clorinde wiped the remaining drops from [y/n]'s orgasm before positioning herself at [y/n]'s legs with her vibrating purple strap.

[y/n] knew it was going to be a very long night.

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Navia

Redid Navia's because yeah

[y/n] laid spread out across Navia's desk, shorts pulled down along with their panties. Navia sat there preparing her for her strap, rubbing it along her entrance after just oiling the strap up. [y/n] glanced down, eyeing the toy in Navia's hands.

"how is it going to fit?"

uncertainty present in her voice. Navia placed her hand on their mid upper thigh, rubbing circular patterns with her thumb. "it will fit.. if it helps, I can ease it in you slowly~" Navia offered as [y/n]'s face heated up at the offer.

"y...yeah" [y/n] answered, finding the offer a little comforting.. the toy was fairly big size after all, at least bigger than what [y/n] was used to. Navia put it on, tightening it around herself then got into position.

"safe word?" Navia asked, waiting for the green.

a soft sigh escaped from [y/n]. "green"

Navia aligned herself to where she could enter [y/n] comfortably, [y/n]'s comfort was highly important after all. Then, slowly, she got it in. A little noise escaped [y/n] as she watched Navia bottom out inside of her, feeling herself be filled up with the toy.

"let me know when you want me to move, ok?" Navia rubbed comforting circles on [y/n]'s legs again, waiting.

After a few minuets had gone by, [y/n] rolled her hips to test to see if it would still hurt only to be met with pleasure instead. "move."

Navia quickly began to move, causing [y/n] to lay her head down fully onto Navia's desk as she couldn't help but moan out chants of Navia's name.

"Navia.. Navia.. faster, please" [y/n] begged, which Navia obliged. "you're taking it so good~ so good for me~" Navia cooed while [y/n] drooled from the corner of her mouth. The praises were making [y/n]'s head all fuzzy.

"feels so...good" [y/n] arched her back, a bubbling sensation creeping into the pits of her stomach. Navia watched the fat on [y/n]'s thighs bounce with each thrust she gave which only encouraged her to keep going, especially the expression on [y/n]'s face, so adorable yet so fucked out.

[y/n] reached her arms out towards Navia, needing to be even closer to her. Navia lifted her up, wrapped her arms underneath her arms, pulling her closer. [y/n] wrapped her arms around Navia's neck then leaned her head onto her shoulder.

"close.. I'm close.."

Navia picked up the speed, helping her to her high. "Navia-feels so good-" [y/n] began to babble as the feeling in the pit of her stomach got stronger with each thrust, then she came. Navia slowed her pace down a little to help her through her high, while rubbing soothing circles onto her back.

Navia let [y/n] lay back down while she caught her breath, pulling out of her. She grabbed some nearby water, handing it to [y/n]. "please drink some water" [y/n] shakily took the water in her hands, quickly drinking it.

"again, please?~"

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Lynette

Lynette had [y/n] in her lap while sipping her tea, her other hand occupying itself with [y/n]'s nether regions. [y/n] was leaning over the desk, biting her hand in an attempt to stay quiet while Lynette did small little circles on her clit. "quiet" Lynette sipped more of her tea. "you don't want the others to know what is going on"

This was amusing for Lynette, not like she would admit it though. [y/n] was usually constantly teasing, seeing this side of [y/n] was a new sight for Lynette and she intended on continuing her little demonstrations before it was time for her and Lyney's show.

"more, please.."

[y/n] pleased, barely above a whisper, the slow pace was going to drive her insane if the pace didn't pick up any time soon. Lynette continued her pace, causing [y/n] to further whine. "please, please, please~ faster, please~" "Shh" Lynette shushed [y/n], not really wanting to get caught herself. Lynette then pulled out a vibrator, a quiet but intense one at that, then slowly stuffed it inside of [y/n], setting it on a medium setting.

[y/n] went back to doubling over, only this time it was harder to stay quiet while Lynette teased with the vibration controls, turning it up and down with the remote that she had while the vibrator sat right at [y/n]'s g-spot.

"fuck~" a little moan escaped before [y/n] bit her hand harder; nearly drawing blood. Lynette grabbed at the bottom on the vibrator; the very part that stuck out; then began to do back and forth motions with it. [y/n] began to roll her hips with it, desperately trying to keep quiet- Then Lynette turns the vibrator at the max setting- [y/n]'s eyes shot wide open as her back arched, nails digging into the palms of her hands, [y/n]'s head leaned back onto Lynette's shoulder.

[y/n] began to heavily breathe, struggling more to remain quiet while Lynette continued to fuck her with the vibrator as she sipped her tea. "c...close..." [y/n] moved her hips with the motion, trying to get closer to their orgasm, only for Lynette to set it back onto the lowest setting. "not yet" Lynette warned while [y/n] whimpered at the loss of their orgasm.

"behave." Lynette warned once again, while continuing to toy with the controls. [y/n] turned her head to face Lynette, unable to quite read her expression, only-

"Lynette! We have 12 minutes left!" Lyney announced from the locked door. Leaving the vibrator in [y/n] on medium to high setting, Lynette got up, rinsed her hands then proceeded to go to where Lyney was to get ready to go on stage. [y/n] pulled her skirt down to where it would cover the 'scene' then made her way to where the crowd was, then sat in her designated seat to watch the show. She might tease Lynette like that more if that's the reaction she gets from it~

It was definitely going to be a challenging long day for [y/n] but she would do it again.

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Furina

Furina laid there, panting while [y/n] sat there with the strap in Furina, watching her reactions, the way her eyebrows scrunched up. Furina was on the verge of tears, she needed [y/n] to move, must she really torture her like this? Her? They wanted HER to beg? begging was not something she was used to, but she really wanted her to move and to properly fuck her.. not like she would admit that.

"All you have to do, is beg~" [y/n] teased, she was secretly (maybe not so secretly) loving this. She really wanted to see what it would take to break her, to see what it would take to have her screaming and begging for more. "I Do not b-" Furina felt [y/n] jolt forwards which threw her off. Her face began to redden further while she took deep breaths, must she really be this unfair?

"You know what you've got to do, furina~" [y/n] teased again, watching her get all teary eyed. Furina wasn't going to let her will crumble just yet, she help it on for 500 years, surely she could hold on for this so she wouldn't have to beg... but she needed to feel [y/n] thrust her toy up her so bad, she craved it, the rush it gave her was surreal. Furina swallowed, she really was considering whether or not to beg for [y/n] to fuck her. She attempted to roll her hips for some friction only to be stilled by [y/n]. "behave.." [y/n] warned, their hand finding it's way to her clit, rubbing a little before resting at her side.

"please..." Something in Furina broke, she was now begging while tears were pooling down her face. "Please what? You got to be more specific than that~" [y/n] giggled, watching the way she was starting to squirm. This was so humiliating for Furina, must she really have to beg? "please.. fuck me.." Furina whined, covering her flushed face with her arms.

"Aw, let me see your adorable face~" [y/n] cooed, doing a light thrust, enough to make Furina whine again. Furina uncovered her face, mouth agape. "N..not adora-ahh" [y/n] thrusted again, causing Furina to lay her head down, grabbing at the bedsheets under her.

[y/n] soon found a steady slow pace, Furina needed faster than that though. Was she going to make her beg for that as well? (the answer is, yes) Furina tried to get more friction that what she was getting by rolling her hips but that didn't seem to doo too much. "if you want me to go faster... all you got to do is beg~" [y/n] giggled, she loved seeing Furina look so desperate like that, loved hearing her beg as well; it filled her with joy.

Furina whimpered, why must she beg? It's embarrassing! Yet it seemed to have turned her on further, not like she would admit it though... though [y/n] already knew how much she secretly loved it. something seemed to have taken over Furina "please, please, go faster, fuck me PLEASE!" Furina begged once again, [y/n] happily obliged, picking up her speed.

Furina arched her back at the sudden increase of pleasure, incoherent moans spilling out her mouth. "so..so good" Furina moaned, legs trembling. "more, please" she begged, her ego long gone from the second time her had to beg. [y/n] kept going, watching the expressions on Furina's face, loving each expression she made. "you're so pretty~" [y/n] cooed, leaning down to kiss her on the lips. Furina returned the kiss, her moans being muffled.. Her orgasm came in strong, her back arched further as she came along the toy while [y/n] helped her through her orgasm. "that it, like that.. good girl~" [y/n] praised, while Furina came down from her high.

[y/n] watched her with a loving look in her eyes, loving how fucked out she looked. "..again.." Furina looked up at [y/n], not wanting to stop just yet.

So the both of them would go on for the entire night.

[meowlod]

Furina and Focalors

Furina is more into soft and gentle sex and fucking us carefully whileFocalors loves to fuck us hard and rough.

Need headcanon for that!

REAL!!!

current furina is like pretty gentle and tries her best not to hurt you or make you uncomfortable. she wants to make you love the experience!!!

kisses first, then slowly takes off clothes until she moves her hand down and gently rubs her fingers against your cunt before sliding her fingers in, pumping them in and out in a slow pace first before going a little faster.

sucks on your nipples with puppy eyes, looking up at you with a expression that asks ”is this okay?“. Twirls her tongue around them too.

lots of neck kisses and biting. if you bite her neck back, she‘ll be pretty flustered.

smushes her face against your cunt in a gentle manner and moans softly against it, giving you a nice and good orgasm before you both clean up and take a shower. she will not hesitate to grab your tits during the shower and play with them, as well your ass.

unlike focalors who will grip your hair in a gentle manner, yes, but pushes your face against the pillow and fucks you from behind with a water cock she created with her powers. is slow and gentle at first but a couple of seconds later she goes fast and hard. she is eager to get you to squirt all over her water cock.

uses her hydro powers to summon water ropes around your body to keep you in place. might even create another water cock to put it inside your mouth, to keep you quiet if you get a little too loud, even if she loves hearing your lovely moans.

pulls your hair to look at your pretty face, eyes filled with tears, and it makes her so aroused seeing you like that! gives a small kiss on your cheek before continuing to fuck.

titty lover. grabs your tits and gives them squishes, playing with your nipples a lot. even bites down on them to leave love marks around both nipples.

if you both are in the pool, she‘ll grab you and wrap her arms around your waist, one hand already on your cunt and the other on your breast. fucking teaser.

look, if you even made her pretty jealous in some way, she would be even more rough, and i mean it. her jealousy is no joke. won‘t stop fucking you until you understand that you‘re hers, and no one elses. you even might not be able to walk straight for a couple of hours, even days.

[nightmareonpeachstreet]

Genshin 4.1 spoilers below

Neuvillette: *talks about the weird random laws of Fontaine, including that you're not allowed to name your domesticated animals after Furina*

me, who is literally adopting a new puppy soon and had already decided prior to this news I was going to name her Furina: I don't believe in that law I think someone else made up that law specifically to thwart Furina. did you see her playing with that cat? she loves animals.

[themissinghand]

Genshin Impact: The Overworked God [2]

Part 1

Summary: In which one of the lore writers who help write the world of Genshin Impact was suddenly thrusted in the very world they created. 

Well, testing characters is one thing, but playing God, and raising 7 children at a time? 

Oh boy. He just wants to go home and sleep.

Note: Finally back from break!

Part 2 of the Overworked God! Creator! Male OC!

What if we had a smarter Creator that never forgot his initial wish of going home?

Warning: Genshin and SAGAU themes, some OOC and angst.

★・・・・・・★

Tempus, or Kai has been in the world of Genshin Impact for a very long time, since its creation where it was just him and Celestia. 

He struck a deal with Celestia, promising to be the Creator and consequently the God of Time to help create Teyvat, but on his own terms. Doing what he can to save his creations from unnecessary pain and suffering. 

So, he’s still overworked, stressed and sleepy all the time, especially now that he has to take care of 7 children too.  

But finally…today is the day he could finally go home. 

Home sounds foreign to him, after all, he spent more years in Teyvat than on Earth, but he has never given up on returning after fulfilling his duty as the Creator. 

It’s going to be a difficult announcement to make, considering how attached his children could be, but perhaps, he could twist the narrative just a bit to appease them.

“Tempus!” Speaking of, two bundles of mass hopped towards him as usual, and he caught them with both arms as if it was a routine. He stumbles a bit, sighs, but pats them on the head. 

“It’s been so long since you visited Monstadt! I missed you~” Venti hugged his waist as he peaked up with puppy eyes. Before Kai could respond, Furina beat him to it. 

“It’s because he likes Fontaine better! He’s been in my country the longest!” Furina quipped back with a proud expression on her face. 

“That’s because you suck at ruling your country!” 

“Says you, Mr. Drunkard Bard!” 

At least they both have trustworthy people like Neuvillette and Jean to take care of their country…

“That’s enough, you two.” A spark of lightning scared the two to cling onto Tempus even more, but Ei easily picked the two off. 

Ah, one of the more responsible leaders…

“Please ignore these two, Tempus.” Ei says stoically, as she sends a deadly glare that shuts the two up. 

“It’s fine.” Tempus greets every single Archon with a nod, before taking a seat at the head of the table, his expression showing his tiredness despite the light-hearted banter that usually happens during these meetings.

“Have a seat everyone.” All the Archons did a curt bow before taking their respective seats. 

Materializing snacks resembling that of an English afternoon teatime, he smiled when even the stoic Tsaritsa seemed to enjoy his food. 

It’s a shame though, this will be his last time. 

“Tempus.” He turned to the Tsaritsa, who seemed to notice his distress.

“I’m fine.” He brushed it away, before he felt a cold hand on his. 

“Let us know if anything is bothering you.” Zhongli added on, and Tempus shook his head. 

His children could handle Teyvat without him, what else would he be worried about? 

“Tempus, are your worries the reason why did you call us all today?” Sharp as always, Nahida asks, gaining everyone’s attention all at once. 

In the end…Rukkhadevata chose her fate. There are things that could not be changed…

“Yes.” Feeling everyone’s eyes on him, he felt even more estranged. 

"As you know, I've overseen Teyvat, guided you all, and tried to make amends for the mistakes of the past," Tempus continued. 

“After much thought, I believe it’s time for me to rest.” 

Multiple teacups fell onto the table with a loud thud. With a wave of his hand, the spilled tea disappeared. 

“T-Tempus! What, what do you mean?” Murata stood up abruptly, knocking over a flower vase, which Tempus easily dissolved to nothing. 

“Tempus, how could you abandon us!” 

“Calm down.” But it seems to have no effect, instead, he felt the cold hand squeeze his own, sending a shiver down his spine. 

“Tempus, you belong to us.”

“As I’ve said, I will be going into deep slumber-” Suddenly, many eyes shot towards the Bard who looked very pale. 

“-to take a break.” A teacup shattered, but Tempus paid no mind to it. 

“My decision is final, and I hope you can take care of Teyvat while I rest.” For eternity. 

“Tempus.” Scoring golden eyes burned into Kai’s soul, and he forced himself to remain neutral as he stared at Zhongli-Morax. 

“Please stay. I’m begging you, please, Your Eminence. Please don’t leave us.” 

"But what of Teyvat? You've become integral to the stability and well-being of this world, and us." There were many nods that followed. 

“We need you.”

There was desperation in his voice, and while it did hurt Tempus to leave them, he doubted he could stay any longer knowing that he could finally leave. 

“All of you are strong and are capable enough to rule your countries, which I am very proud of. Teyvat will be in good hands." Some Archons smiled briefly, but it was short lived. 

"Which is why it's time for me to step aside and take a break."

They had grown accustomed to Tempus's guidance, his wisdom, and his tireless efforts to steer them towards a better path, so for them to lose his support is like fighting without a weapon. 

“W-Where, will you be resting? In Temporium?” Furina’s shaky voice filled the silent room. 

“Stay here, the Fortress of Meropide will keep you safe. Fontaine and I will keep you safe.”

“Yes.” 

“For how long?” Venti asked, anxiety in his voice. 

“I’ll find you, I’ll find you no matter where you run.” 

“I do not know, for as long as my body needs.” Their faces became pale at thinking of the possibility of not seeing Tempus again. 

With a sigh, he stood up, making others rush to stand too. 

“Come here, each one of you.” In an instant, they rushed over and Tempus pulled them one by one into a hug. While he made himself tall and muscular, he felt small in the group hug that lasted an incredibly long time. 

He felt arms around his waist, chest, arms and back, being hugged by 7 people at once was somewhat suffocating. 

“You all will do great. I will miss you all.” This was not a lie. 

“Time flows like water, and perhaps I will wake sooner than you all expect.” This was a lie. 

Tempus heard sniffles, and felt hands grabbing his robes and weaving through his long hair. 

“Tempus…do you have to leave us?” Nahida asked, tugging his heart strings as he saw such a wise person tear up. 

Did she read my thoughts? 

Tempus got rid of that idea as he forbade her from doing so, and with his current power alongside Celestia’s authority, she should be blocked from doing such a thing. 

“I am not leaving, Nahida. I am merely resting.” 

Finally, with some coaxing, he managed to peel them off one by one. 

“I leave Teyvat in your hands.” 

With that, Tempus bid farewell to the Archons and quickly prepared to depart from Celestia. The longer he stayed, the more unbearable this would become. 

However, once he left, the atmosphere shifted once more. The Archons, loyal to their Creator beyond measure, exchanged anxious glances, and a heavy silence settled over the chamber.

“Tempus lied.” Nahida said, as tears rolled down her cheeks. 

“Nahida?” All of the Archons felt their heart drop at her words. 

“He may be resting in Temporium, but there’s more to it. I can’t read his mind completely, but…he’s going to leave us if we let him go.” 

“What are we waiting for then?” Suddenly, the atmosphere turned cold. The Tsaritsa stepped forward with her Ice scepter, Permafrost. Like many other Archon’s weapons, they were gifted to them by the Creator himself.

“If Buer’s words are true, then while his body remains in Temporium, his soul is elsewhere.” 

The Archons soon came to a consensus. 

“We cannot let him go into slumber.” 

Or they will lose him completely.

[Are you ready, dear Creator?] 

Tempus laid in his resting chamber on the edges of Temporium, in a makeshift mountain. He created this place in secret, so no one else by him knows. 

He felt bad for his kingdom, as he told the royal family that he will be gone doing his Godly duties for a long time, but never informed how long. 

Regardless, they should be able to live without a god, considering the technology and time Tempus gave them. 

[Yes]

As he lay in his comfortable bed with minimal decorations or other items, he shut his eyes and reminisced about the past. 

Although it was a very long time, he was never really alone. 

But he has seen much more than a normal human on Earth, from war to life and death, to the repetitions of stories by going back in time many times to fix his mistakes. 

“Stop him! He’s going back in time!” 

Truly, it takes a mental toll on his mind. He can’t let his emotions take over, otherwise, he would have to redo everything again. 

[Thank you for your work, dear Creator]

[Just make sure you fulfill your side of the deal]

[Of course]

When he shut his eyes, he felt safe, comfortable and oddly relieved, relieved of his duties at last. 

“Tempus!”  

His eyes snapped open and saw his chamber shake with vigor. All of his protective mechanisms activate, indeed, he prepared for this.

“Tempus!” 

Voices slowly became louder and the earth seemed to roar. 

How did they find him? Was it Buer? It must've been.

“Tempus!” 

There was desperation in their voices, and Kai assumed that they seemed to have figured something out. 

Perhaps honesty was better, but in the end, this was always the outcome. 

Yes, Tempus already knew that no matter what he did, the Archons would rebel, would seek him out.

Even if the walls seem to crumble, it did not affect Kai’s chamber, after all, it was sealed and protected with his powers.

But perhaps with a bit more persistence, they would soon destroy the mountain all together, leaving him and his chamber exposed. But, Tempus was not worried, after all, he had prepared for this moment too long ago. 

[Farewell, dear Creator] 

Suddenly, he felt a bright light engulf him as he felt incredibly sleepy. 

Through his blurred vision, he could see the stormy skies, and all seven Archons rushing towards him. 

“Tempus!” 

“You can’t leave us, Tempus!” 

Seeing them in their prime, in their Archon outfits was a little nostalgic. 

Hearing a crack in his chamber’s shield was somewhat surprising, but also, incredible. His children have grown up well. 

[Farewell]

With a fleeting smile, Tempus bids farewell to his second home. 

“Tempus!” 

His eyes close, just as the light takes him whole. 

“Tempus!” 

Morax and Murata pierced through the tough protective layers desperately, and Ei and Venti whiz past them to reach their Creator. 

But, they were too late. 

“No, Tempus is…he’s-” Barbados was crying as he held Tempus’s hand. 

“Kai! Kai!” Furina bawled her eyes out, calling his real name repeatedly as if it would bring him back. 

But he won’t come back. 

Bal held his body as she froze in shock (in regret), as if she was reminded of her past. 

“Tempus, you’re cruel.” Buer, the one who got them so far and so close but not enough. She knelt down beside him and cried while pressing his hand into her face. 

“You’ve left us with death, not slumber. You lied, you lied!” 

It was like they lost a part of themselves. 

After all, Tempus was there whenever they needed guidance, he sacrificed his own personal time to make sure they were alright. 

“K-Kai…” Morax stumbled towards the still body that used to be his friend, mentor, benefactor, love, and everything. 

Even in death, he was still so beautiful, kind and holy. 

Tempus was their everything. 

The Tsaritsa dragged herself towards Tempus with her scepter. She was known to not show her emotions, even when Tempus encouraged her to do so to stay emotionally healthy. He was the only one that saw her vulnerable side, and knew who she really was, and never judged her for it. 

“Tempus. How dare you…abandon us like this?” She stood by Tempus’s feet and her eyes did not leave his body at all. 

While others wept, her tears were turned into weapons. 

Murata stood by her with the same dark, solemn expression. 

It’s not fair. 

How could he treat them like his everything, and then leave them so abruptly? 

If only he could open his eyes again and say it was nothing but a terrible joke. 

But Tempus is gone, leaving his lifeless body as his final memory and gift. 

[marragurl]

Listen. Look. I know- I know that this is in no way true and that Wriothesley’s real crime is probably something serious, like idk the bribing case or he killed someone idk-

POINT IS THO-

It would be fucking hilarious if it’s not something that serious and is instead one of Fontaine’s stupid rules, like the flying object one

I propose it’s the naming a pet after Furina

Like, imagine if you will

Wriothesley taking in some stray husky and naming it Furina because believe me- I’ve seen so many huskies and they are such playful stupid boys.

No thoughts, they just silly despite looking menacing - oh hi Furina parallel of being an archon but being an absolute silly (I love her so much-)

You cannot tell me it wouldn’t be hilarious if he named his pet husky Furina - and it’s not even a puppy, but a full grown dog - and that’s why he gets arrested

Neuvillette is dead silent during his trial? He’s in deep thoughts because of how serious it is?- wrong

He’s trying to stop busting out laughing because Furina is obviously the prosecutor of this case, but anytime someone mentions her name in the opera house during the trail, Furina the husky starts barking and happy tail wagging and doing cute dog things and it infuriates Furina that a dog is getting more attention than her

Wriothesley admits guilt because he straight up didn’t know that was a law and “my bad lady Furina” and that’s why Furina hates him now and thinks he’s boring.

And Wrio just accepts it and moves on.

Furina the husky is being kept with Neuvillette because Furina the husky is still somehow better behaved and actually listen to Neuvillette better than his actual archon.

(And he misses Wrio and the husky reminds him of him shhhh)

Even better idea:

Wriothesley’s constellation is Cerberus right?

Imagine he has THREE huskies (how does it feel to live my dream???) and he names each one “Fu” “Ri” and “Na” because he never claimed to be the most original

So when he’s out and they all run away to play in the park he just yells “FURINA” and they all run back and that’s how he gets arrested

The whole trial is trying to figure out if any of his actions are actually illegal since no “one” pet is named “Furina” but the trail goes on too long and it’s been hours since he’s last had his tea so Wrio just admits guilty to finish the trial.

[i23kazu]

MEOW MEOW BARK MEOW !

characters. xiao diluc childe alhaitham wriothesley neuvillette x gn!reader genre. romantic fluff. an. oops! they're now all... catboys? and a puppyboy? /nsex | please reblog!! im getting back into writing and reblogs with tags and comments will make me want to write more :D

xiao

i- how- what even?! there's really nothing much to say – it's obvious enough with that crimson blush on his face that xiao just wants to bury himself in a hole and never be seen again. your boyfriend now has sprouted a tail, as well as kitty ears.. and halloween didn't come early, either. he's the cutest thing, though, and you just want to squish him against your cheek! xiao is still his regular size, and he still absolutely adores the warmth of your touch – as much as he pretends to not need it.

diluc

diluc is more embarrassed than anything. brownish red kitty ears, as well as a tail that just... couldn't be hidden in his trousers?! how was he supposed to show up to his business meeting that day? okay, maybe a sulk and a pout creeps onto his face... he definitely tries to hide it from you though. diluc definitely doesn't step out of the ragnvindr manor at all for a few days... and he definitely wears a hat wherever he goes, until he turns back to normal. please make sure to take lots of pictures.

childe

to be honest... he actually doesn't hate it. sure, it's definitely a surprise – but is it really so bad if it brings a smile to your face? you absolutely love stroking his tail and petting his ears. he purrs, grinning and burying his head in your neck, and still rubbing against you. you're lucky that he doesn't actually have cat fur .... it might take forever to remove it at the rate that childe was rubbing his head against you.

alhaitham

alhaitham is more so annoyed by it ... it's definitely an inconvenience – he gets more stares on the street. sure, he already got stares due to his position, but because of the newly grown cat ears? and tail? even the children are laughing. his reputation ruined. life goes on for alhaitham, and he buries his head in a book instead. yes, he's in denial. please make sure to take lots of pictures, because when he's back to normal? alhaitham will definitely take a sip of his tea and straight facedly tell you that whatever that was, it didn't happen.

wriothesley

make way, for wriothesley has puppy features! i think he'd grin through it all, even if that ... smile, seems a little forced. im sure he's not too happy about it, but he's too cute for you to tell him that it'll be over soon (honestly? you secretly hope it'll last longer.) once, wriothesley caught you staring, flashing a grin and telling you to take a picture – it'll last longer. he gets over the fact of having these extra add-ons pretty quickly, and instead flaunts it and teases you with them.

neuvillette

ohhhh. your dearest neuvillette is embarrassed to no end. for the first time in his humanhood, he contemplates putting off a court trial... but alas, he can't. furina has teased him mercilessly enough for the new cat ears and the.. uh, tail that he's grown overnight. needless to say, neuvillette was blushing pink when he woke up and found himself like this. please pet him all you can though – it's no surprise that neuvillette is just waiting for this to be over – even though it brings a smile to your face.

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hey heyy you’re all except grrrrr tbh :3

(maybe puppy coded tho like others have said :’))

dumbi !!! (҂ ꒦ິヮ꒦ິ) where is popular persey ?! is she in the room w us ?! /j

‘m accepting my fate as the squishy… thinks you are all tryin to tell me smth…