#albaisyapping

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I know I often write Arlecchino in a pretty sexualized light but the truth is that I think she is a much more complex character than people think her to be. She isn’t „Father“ or „the Knave“. That’s Peruere Snezhevna. And I think her own trauma is STRONGLY overlooked in this community.

The girl who grew up in an extremely toxic and abusive household. Who had to watch her best friend get beaten bloody by her own mother. Who had to take care of the wounds at six years old. Who asked little Clervie if that type of relationship ship was normal between them because she didn’t know any better, was never taught any better.

The girl who had to watch Crucabena give her misbehaving and disabled children to Dottore.

The girl who watched her siblings die from a very young age, who probably was forced to kill them so she could become the „King“ of Crucabenas game.

The girl who was taught by Mother that she is a cursed child, probably resulting in getting excluded by the other children of the Hearth.

The little girl who held funerals for her spiders.

The girl who suffers from night terrors and is plagued by the aftershadows of the people she killed or had to kill.

The girl who was left with no choice at 16 yo but to kill her best friend since it was the only way for her to ever get a taste of freedom.

The girl who worked herself over a year to the point of exhaustion so she could kill her only parental figure. At 17 years old.

The girl who got more likely forced into the position of „the Knave“, who was suddenly in charge of raising children younger than her or her age to become soldiers of the Fatui. Again, at 17/18 years old.

Her bones were still growing. Her brain was still developing. That was not an adult who was put into the position. That was a child.

The woman who put her differences with the doctor aside to create a solution for the children who wanted to leave the Fatui.

The woman who knows she can’t break the cycle of generational trauma, but is trying. That’s why she wants Lyney to take over when the time comes. She wants him to break the cycle.

And I think we often overlook how much a beautifully written character she is and how much trauma she actually carries around with her.

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This felt so targeted I lowkey feel offended 😭

The laziest femme you know with the messiest bedroom is daydreaming about being a housewife to a butch rn

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EVERYONE SHUT UP THEY JUST DROPPED BIKER ARLECCHINO!!! LOOK AT MY HSUHANFIWBRBQJEB HUSBAND UGHHHHHHHHHHHH MY MAJESTIC, GLORIOUS, BEAUTIFUL HUSBAND I WILL NEVER NOT GO FERAL FOR HER I’m so gonna write a biker arle fic.

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Food for thought before I go to sleep but imagine Arlecchino switching to French during the most unimaginable moments. Like one of the kids messing up, whenever she lets something accidentally fall down to the floor or

Nsfw utc, mdni! (fingering)

whenever you‘re laying all messed up underneath her, still calming down from your recent high, tiddies on display being covered in her bite marks and hickeys, your hips showing visible scratching marks of her sharp nails where she grabbed onto you as she fucked you senseless. She just CANNOT help herself but curse silently in fontainian underneath her breath when taking you in after absolutely ruining you. Maybe she just lets her fingers slip right back into your already aching cunt and presses her digits against that sweet, sensitive spot of yours until she has you grabbing onto her toned biceps, nails digging into her sweaty skin as you fall apart so utterly beautiful over her bare fingers. So far gone already as she fingerfucks you like it’s all she‘s ever been doing.

„C'est ça, jolie fille. Sois si sage et enduit encore plus mes doigts de ton jus, veux-tu“

„That's it, pretty girl. Be so good and coat my fingers even more with your juices, will you?“

I‘m so normal about her if you couldn’t tell already.

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I think this might be the best thing of all year- THANK YOU SO MUCH @seijousai for drawing my loves, I am absolutely obsessed with this SOOOOOB LOOK AT MY PARENTS I CANT DO THIS TODAY I will probably print this out and hang it on the ceiling right above my bed

PLSPLSPLS make sure to check her out I am absolutely BESOTTED with her she is an amazing artist and person <333

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RIJSORNWOEOWOW SOBBING AND THROWING UP ITS PERFECT

arlecchino has recieved many nicknames from you over the years. love and dearest are her favourites, though she does sometimes field darling as well. when you’re feeling mischievous, arlie takes the stage. and when you’re feeling especially tender, under the sheets with the warm hearth crackling away opposite the bed, perrie graces her ears as gentle as your embrace.

she thought, perhaps naively, that you’d run out of clever little ideas for yet more nicknames for her. but tonight, as you pick out your necklace from your vanity, you surprise her yet again.

“angel, can you help me with this?”

and arlecchino, fourth of the fatui harbingers, father of the house of the hearth, goes completely and utterly still. her hands, which were busy fixing her cufflinks, pause midair as she looks at you in the mirror with a thoroughly perplexed expression. when she finally finds her voice again, it’s uncharacteristically tentative.

“angel?”

you return her look in the mirror, head tilted at a questioning 45 degrees. “my necklace, i can’t clasp it on my own.”

“no, i—“ she huffs, mildly exasperated, but steps over to help you with the necklace. it’s a delicate gold chain, with an iridescent rainbow rose charm hanging from it. a gift she’d gotten you for your birthday. “what do you mean, ‘angel’?”

“what about it?” you ask with a smile, leaning back into the delicate touch of her warm hands against your nape. “it’s quite cute, no? unless you dislike it?”

“i don’t dislike it,” she corrects, her eyes in the mirror fixed on the way the charm rests delicately above your sternum. “i merely find it… unexpected. i’m afraid i do not see how it fits.”

you hum at that, turning in your seat to face her. you take one of her dark hands, then work on fixing her cufflinks which had previously been forgotten. they’re cast in silver, and encrusted with a single, shining gem. it gleams the same colour as your eyes.

“after you gave the children that… lesson—“ Arlecchino’s expression pinches ever so slightly in something close to guilt at the small bite in your words, “—they’ve all been telling me about those wings of yours that you keep hidden. Angel happened to be one of the many descriptors used.”

You conveniently leave out the part where the children added ‘of death’ behind it. To your uses, it is blissfully unnecessary, despite how accurate it may be.

“I… see.”

You pat her hands once you’ve fixed both cufflinks, intertwining your fingers with hers as you stand from your vanity stool. Arlecchino’s expression is caught between bewilderment, surprise and the barest hint of mirth. You press a gentle kiss to her cheek, then squeeze her hand.

“Well? Shall we go, angel? Our reservation is in twenty minutes.”

Arlecchino clears her throat, then nods. Turns her gaze slightly to the side so she doesn’t have to see what she knows is an abjectly self-satisfied grin on your face at the delicate flush on her pale cheeks, her body betraying her at just how she really feels at this new nickname.

“Yes, of course. Let’s go, dearest.”

And as she walks hand in hand with you on the way to the restaurant, trailing but a few inches behind you with her eyes resting on the way your profile glows in the setting sun, she can’t help but think—if she really is an angel, then her only god would be you.

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Hyv be throwing clorivia at us every chance they get LIKE WE UNDERSTAND. THEY KISS EACH OTHER. THEY SPEND EVERY WAKING MINUTE TOGETHER. THEYRE GLUED TO EACH OTHERS HIP. THEY‘RE MARRIED. WE ALL KNOW.

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I have this ridiculous hc that Arlecchino‘s body temperature is actually much higher than the average persons, I’d say around 42 degrees, due to the balemoon bloodfire in her veins which ends up being a literal blessing during cold nights but lord and behold when it is getting hotter during the summer.

Now I imagine arlecchino to be the type of person to literally have you in a chokehold once she‘s comfortable enough around you during her sleep. Either nuzzling her head into your boobs while her arms are tightly wrapped around your body or you‘re the one who ends up being pressed into her chest. During summer you often find yourself waking up completely DRENCHED in your sweat, hair sticking to your skin, in desperate need of a whole gallon of water, HIGHLY disoriented because your wife is a literal fucking heater and can’t stay on her own side of the bed for even ONE single night. And good luck with getting out of her arms who literally leave you 0 room for any movement.

Owneksnrnwprkwlrnkq I LOVE HER SM

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Maybe a controversial take but I have to get this off my chest.

Seeing how different wlw ships get treated compared to mlm or mlw is SO frustrating. Clorivia and Wriorinde is the perfect example for that. Clorivia has so many interactions, so many HINTS at them being implied, from their shared childhood, how they split up and how they found back to each other. Clorinde has been attached to that woman’s hip ever since 4.2 and is still met with so much hate because… some of y‘all hate seeing a good fucking ship…? And then there is wriorinde. Sure, Clorinde visits him for tea from to time but that’s… it???? (NO hate against wriorinde here btw, this isn’t specifically targeted at the shippers. I just think it’s a great example for the point I am about to make.)

Another example is Firelfly and Caelus. Before I continue I wanna say that Caelus and Stelle are the SAME person. The only thing different about them it’s what in their panties. And yet I see so much hate against Firefly x Stelle when Caefly literally gets worshipped to heaven and back. It’s. The. Same. Thing. Literally I cannot open the comment section of Stellefly post without people mentioning Caelus????

Not come at me or not, this is not my opinion. This is a fact when I tell you that wlw ships have to go through 738283 shared cutscenes, 91892 interactions of them being romantic towards each other, have to kiss ON screen and make out while they’re at it and somehow it’s STILL not enough for them to be accepted in the fandom without someone bringing a man into it.

Bronya and Seele are the prime example of that, they literally KISSED in the Honkai Manga and you still want to tell me that they’re not canon???

While ships like Caefly, Wriorinde, Robinhill, Wriolette etc has everyone AND their mother going crazy??? (Not listing Kavetham because they’re SO obvious)

This is NOT an attack against the ships themselves (except Robinhill because if you’re still denying her being a hardcore implied lesbian, don’t event interact with me), but some of the shippers themselves

And dare I say that the most hate comes from a certain Harem part of the fandom.

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I don’t play ptn but the women oaneksnekwknekske I LOVE THE WOMEN IN THIS GAME.

The things I'd do to get sandwiched between rahu and Shalom is unimaginable omg

- ⭐️ anon

OH MY GOD.. NOO ME TOO I LOVE RAHU AND SHALOM SM AHSJJSS SORRY TOOK MONTHS TO RESPOND 💀 SOB REALLY SHORT

smut under the cut

you don't know how you even ended up in this situation. it's been hours now. the only thing you've felt is rahu's massive cock plowing into your wet cunt repeatedly. filling you right up with her hot load over and over again. you can hear shaloms breathy praises as she grinds her cunt over your tits. your cute erect nipple nudging into her clit.

"ngh.. feels good.." shalom moans out, her eyes squeezing shut in pleasure.

fuck, you can feel her slick drip down your tits. your eyes roll back, your hoarse moans filling the room.

rahu grunts hard as her fat cock stretches you out so well. she watches as your pussy swallow her cock in so perfectly. her grip on your thighs is burning into your skin. shalom makes out with you. her tongue slipping into your mouth. muffling your moans as she grinds harder over your nipple. you don't even know how many times you've came already. yours and rahu's mixed cum run down your thighs. your stomach had already swelled from her cum and her dick. your arousal pools in between your thighs, staining the mattress.

shalom lightly bites on your lower lip as she finally pulls away. your feel the light pulse on your lip. god you were being drowned in a ecstasy of pleasure. you feel absolutely breathless. you both pant, forcing air down your lungs. rahu feels as your warm walls tighten on her. squeezing her cock so well, god you liked that didn't you?

"fuck.. she got tighter!" rahu whines out.

your taking them like the good girl you are. entertain them for just a few more rounds, would you?

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Modern AU but it’s just Arle being an overwhelmed dilf of three and reader just sees the most attractive person to ever exist in her and offers to watch the kids for her each weekend.

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WVERYONE EKWBENWKRKKRBSTAY FUCKING CALM STAY FUCKING CALM ARLE JUST DROPPED RHE BEST BDAY ART IN ALL OF HISTORY LOOK AT MY HUSBAND

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Random food for thought before I go to bed but I also think it’s an AMAZING detail that hyv mentioned arle‘s dislike for dresses in her sq it‘s just so- CHEFS KISS I can’t put my finger on the reason why but YES my husband LOVES wearing suits. Don’t ever try to force a dress on her, give that woman a tailored suit and a tie and she is happy.

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WHAT IF THAT WAS MY LAST STRAW CHAT. WHAT. IF THAT. WAS. MY. LAST. STRAW. BBQ DINNER. THEY FR HAVING A BBQ DINNEE FOR HER BIRTHDAY I CANR MAKE THIS UP MY HEAAAAAART EUGHEUEHEJEJ I LOVE HER SO MUXH

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Important: I answer requests in chronological order IF you requested a fic or hcs, short asks or thirsts will be answered as soon as I get to it! And please keep in mind that I can decline any request for my own reasons, ofc I will be trying to always answer them but sometimes requests don’t really scratch my writer brain how they usually should

*ೃ༄ No male reader or amab! GN is okay but I’m not interested to write anything from a male perspective

*ೃ༄ male characters only if they’re listed

*ೃ༄ if a female character isn’t on the list, doesn’t mean I won’t write for them, feel free to ask!

ೃ༄ please specify if you want a oneshot, thirst or hcs!!!!!

*ೃ༄ minors/ageless blogs will be blocked if requested for nsfw

*ೃ༄ I will write mostly for x reader, but you can also request some wlw ships of course! Further details are listed down below

*ೃ༄ it doesn’t have to be a fic request! You can also request simple headcanons or short thirsts or just send in your own ideas or headcanons, I’d love to read through them! I even would love to hear about your own characters!

*ೃ༄ I can write sfw, nsfw, suggestive, fluff, crack, angst/hurt with or without comfort

*ೃ༄ I will not write for incest, sa, yandere, torture, age gaps such as 20/40, 17/25, 28/39 for example is fine because both are consenting and fully developed adults, child characters, omegaverse

*ೃ༄ no actual religious themes! (Only when it’s based on stuff like Celestia for example, NOT actual religions!)

characters I write for

*ೃ༄ Genshin: Arlecchino (fav atm), Navia, Yelan, Clorinde, Mavuika, Pantalone, Capitano

*ೃ༄ HSR: Kafka, Feixiao, Acheron

ships I write for

*ೃ༄ Genshin: Clorivia!!!!! Eimiko!!!!!! (I will eat anything up regarding these ships)

*ೃ༄ HSR: Kafhime

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Hear me out.

Nsfw idea utc

bossform arle and regular arle taking turns on you. I‘M SO GONNA GET TO WRITING THAT OMGGGG