#albarequests

[celuere]

For our dear girl Mavuika.. Fucking pregnant!Fem!Reader, or with a breeding of kink? Story is up to you, you have great imagination, you'll do a perfect job, so I trust you :3

you have no idea what a soft spot i have for tender pregnant sex anon… and with mavuika wokeksnekwnewi I KNOW SHE‘D BE SO GENTLE WITH YOU, HOLDING AND CARESSING YOUR BABY BELLY AND ALL DAT OH IM SO SICK. also this turned out shorter than expected but i still hope you like it wkrbnwnrdnke

cw: pregnant sex, mavuika is SO soft for her wife ngh, mavuika has a dick here because anon and i said so!

„shhhh… relax…“, mavuika cooed as she slowly slid you drenched panties down your legs before putting them away besides her. as if she was carefully unwrapping a birthday present. a pillow placed underneath your waist to prevent you from lying flat on your back, when you happened to be six months into your pregnancy, some things have to be handled differently after all. but the tenderness she handled you with caused your heart to race nonetheless.

„is it really okay for you…?“

„of course it is… my wife has needs that have to be fulfilled… what kind of spouse were i if i just ignored these?“, she gently squeezed the plush of your thighs before pushing them apart and you didn‘t miss out on glimmer of lust blitzing up in her eyes which she quickly blinked away.

your heart threatened to beat out of your chest as your swollen belly hindered your view on her boner when she started shedding out of her clothes.

„y-you know you don‘t have to for my sake…“

„but i want to, darling. my pregnant wife wishes for some relief, then that‘s exactly what i‘m gonna do.“, her tone was firm, she wanted this just as much as you did. keeping your legs gently parted for as she leaned forward until you felt the tip of her pressing against your needy pussy and you more or less swallowed her first two inches up accident. pregnancy did some wonders to you. but maybe it was just the fact that you watched her working out for a good three hours in front of your shared house, pretending to be awfully invested in a pregnancy guide.

the sudden intrusion caused your hand to find its way into her neck, a soft whimper escaping your lips. goodness, you almost forgot what it felt like and for the first time in months mavuika felt like she was loosing control over herself. hand coming up to get a gentle hold of your baby bulge, „my star… y-you feel so unbelievably amazing… c-can i-“

„mhm- p-please…“, urging her to push deeper into you by trying to scoot closer to her. she almost melted at the sight of her pregnant wife begging for her. immediately making sure to add inch by inch and you were so incredibly welcoming to her, so wet and ready for her and yet you were clenching around her so tightly. she might as well got accepted into heaven itself.

„atta girl… i‘m not going anywhere…“, goodness you‘re gonna come alone from her sultry tone if she continued talking to you like this.

no words needed to be spoken, your wife knew exactly what needed to be done.

she started moving slowly at first, dragging her cock out before pushing her hips back forward. your moans were practically all over the place. she was soft, so incredibly tender with you as she watched you melt over her gentle pace.

„look at you, sweetie… does it feel good enough for you…? you seem to enjoy it a lot…“, your wife reached a hand over to gently cup your cheek, stroking with her thumb over your cheekbone as she stared down at her whole world.

she never knew that she‘d one day be granted with a family of her own. that the 500 years of waiting will be paying her back in the form of a… baby. but mavuika was never one to complain. ever.

„f-feels amazing…“, you grabbed onto her other hand resting on your belly almost instinctively, interlacing your fingers, giving her a tight squeeze as if she were to slip out of your touch at any given moment. you couldn‘t handle it. her dick gently pumping in and out of you, the love in her eyes, the feeling of your wedding ring against her own. the fact that she is the mother of your child.

your orgasm was soft, so incredibly intense but you didn’t start shaking when you creamed over her in a soft moan. eyes squeezing shut before she bottomed out in a low moan and then her cum painted your insides.

it felt different than before, not in a bad way. a bit more… heavy, if that makes any sense.

„o-oh archons…. y-you’re perfect… you are so perfect, sweetheart…“, praises over praises spilling over her lips as she made sure to let you both calm down first. bending down to pepper soft kithes over your face, a strong hand running over the lower side of your swollen belly, she couldn’t keep them to herself nowadays. her hands always find their way to your baby bump, no matter where or when.

„e-exaggerating as always… n-now let me get on top…“, you patted her toned shoulders in order to signal her to get off of you.

„darling… don‘t you think you are getting a bit ahead of yourself…? you shouldn’t overdo it-”

„mavuika, let me get on top.“

and you always had the last word.

[celuere]

Arle with morning wood..

ANON YOU FUCKING GET MEEEE ugh arle with a morning wood is UGHHHEHSBDBSB

cw: consensual somnophilia, kind of submissive arle tbh, breeding

nsfw utc, mdni!

i imagine her to wake up with one of those pained groans when she realizes the tent in her pants is in fact the cause for her early discomfort. then her eyes would glide over to your still sleeping figure, hugging the pillow and nudging her hip with your ass, while your tanktop would only cover up half of your chest.

maybe she should pay you back for last week when she woke up with her cock buried in your throat. maybe she should-

her hands were already busy with freeing the aching boner from her pants. then she went over to get rid of yours. goodness the sight of your untouched pussy… your folds still slick from yesterday when had you humping and riding her hand… she‘d be a fool to not take the opportunity. given how you clearly communicated with her that you were more than fine with her waking you up with her dick inside of you.

she’d be gentle. spitting on your cunt and making sure to rub her saliva over your folds to further lube you up. she wouldn’t move you either as to not disturb your slumber, any position will do for her as long as she can feel you clenching around her hardness.

grabbing onto your ass to slightly spread your pussy apart when she insert herself slowly, a low groan falling from her lips the further you engulf her. goodness you‘re so loose, yet clench around her so tightly, she might as well lost her mind when the first muffled whimper escaped your mouth.

her pace would be soft but not too slow, just enough to satisfy the aching pain while she watched your juices form a creamy ring around her base. so help her. she is so vulnerable right now with those soft little whimpers and whines leaving her lips, sounds she rarely exposes you to when awake.

you‘d only wake up once she came inside, and with your own orgasm now building up. hair strands clinging to your sweaty face, your cunt being stretched open on your wife‘s cock was more than your sleepy self could handle.

but that plea would still find its way over your lips. the plea for her to fuck you faster.

arlecchino is usually a woman of control and dominance.

usually.

but now she was straight up burying her face into your shoulder in an attempt to muffle those absolute pathetic moans. she was still sleepy. she was still sleepy and so incredibly needy for her wife, wanting nothing more than to watch her semen spill out of your used pussy. at one point she was just fucking the living daylights out of your foggy mind. no words were muttered. just the occasional, desperate „i love you.“ being mumbled into your skin when she rings yet another orgasm out of you.

you didn’t let her pull out when she thought you had enough. you wanted to keep on hearing the headboard slamming against the wall with each of her thrusts. you wanted to feel full of her.

and who is arlecchino to disobey her wife?

[celuere]

Have you ever thought of arle fucking milf reader? Milf reader dont have no spouse no more just her 1 kid(futa spouse is dead for the story) and arle found her shopping(finds her hotdamn ass) for food(or whatever type of first meeting you think would be a banger i suck at this). She saw the ring and thought shes taken but shes a widow and grabbed the opportunity. She ends up being the mother of the house of hearth. Lovemaking proceeds and baby #2 of milf reader is arle's kid its a win win. Thank you if youll ever reply to this request

okay anon, hear me out.

dilf arle with milf!reader in a modern setting.

cw: breeding, not proofread sob will maybe change a slight bit when i get to it

i will maybe expand this idea and its lore in the future because i actually LOVELOVELOVE this concept, anon i hope this satisfies you!

nsfw utc, minors dni

you meeting her for the first time after you enrolled your daughter in kindergarten. it‘s her first week and on thursday you get asked into the office of the head of the nursery and turns out your little girl accidentally spilled a whole bucket of sand over her playmates head. naturally she didn‘t get in any serious trouble but just for the formalities she needed to speak with you and the father of the poor victim.

upon entering the office with your daughter hiding behind your figure, you immediately spot a sobbing freminet who is still getting sand patted off of his blonde hair by none other than his fath- father? you only saw a rather broad shouldered woman with snow for hair and crosses as pupils fixated on her son as she knelt before him. but when her narrowed eyes met yours, she silently thanked your daughter for her small accident because she certainly didn‘t expect someone as beautiful as you to enter. while your children were busy with sobby apologies and forgivings, the two of exchanged pleasantries, turns out the woman herself is a divorced „father“ of three and picks up little freminet on thursdays and fridays, the reason why you didn’t met her until now.

she also tells you that she is in home office next tuesday. if you… happen to come over for a coffee that is.

now, freminet and your daughter would evolve into best buddies QUICKLY, always hugging each other in the morning, napping next to each other each day, you quite literally have no choice other than to accompany her on their playdates every week. with his father that is. you also get to meet her set of twins, lyney and lynette, who happen to be quite the energetic pack of eight year olds. well, lyney that is. you don‘t think that boy has ever known a moment of silence and peace with the way he is always off and about on the playground, dragging his sister behind him. quite the lovely family, really. but still… you don’t happen to miss the glance arlecchino is throwing you every once in a while,as if she wanted to ask you something.

maybe that is why you weren‘t surprised when you found a pair of lips clinging to your neck on a regular morning. you both just dropped both of your kids off at the nursery and decided to settle for some breakfast at arlecchino‘s house. or maybe you happened to be her breakfast with the way she devoured your mouth with her own. not like it was the first time. whenever the house was swiped empty of any kids, arlecchino just couldn’t simply keep her hands to herself. they were all over you. hips, ass, tits, stripping you bare layer for layer in her bedroom.

„sh-shouldn‘t you- hah… b-be working…?“, you asked breathlessly in between her almost aggressive kisses, your lips already swollen from how often she nibbled on them.

„i should… but i‘ve got some more important tasks at hand.“, with that she shoved your sweater over your chest, followed by a deep inhale from her side as she took in your figure.

ever since your late wife passed away two years ago in a tragic accident, the thought of letting another woman into your heart ever again never crossed your mind. until you crossed paths with arlecchino. or rather peruere. the woman herself has been divorced for a good three years but you couldn’t quite tell if you were just a temporary cure for her lonely heart or if she was being serious with you. you wanted her to be. you really did.

you gasped so softly at the tattooed hand running over your tummy, giving it a gentle squeeze as she leaned down to pester your still covered breasts in lovebites and tickling kisses. you used to be insecure about the stretch marks gracing the skin your stomach and the extra bit of tummy fat, but arle seemed to relish in the sight. never failing to pay them extra attention.

„you are so ravishing, dove…“, with your pants long gone, she only had to tug your already soaked slip aside.

„h-how could i forget that if you mention it every single time…?“, you gulped as peruere hooked her thumbs underneath the hem of her sweatpants to tug them down. seeing her in anything else other than in her usual elegant attire made her look utterly… normal… and attractive. one would think this woman couldn’t get any better at a certain point.

„you certainly make it very difficult for me to not mention it, gorgeous.“

and then she was all over you. hot lips clinging to your jawline like a second skin as she buries herself inside of you, her cock pumping into you felt like coming home after a long day at work to her. my, you are clenching so tightly around her as she finally bottoms out, squeezing her in an attempt to keep her dick deeply buried inside.

with her work now long forgotten, she began to set a pace with her hips. at first the rhythm was slow, almost agonizing until the first plea for something harder left your mouth. you wanted all of her. yearned for every single curve, every single inch of her as muttered something like „so impatient…“ underneath her breath when she angled her hips and hit that oh so beautiful spot right on her first try.

seeing you fall apart underneath her scratched a corner inside the woman’s brain she didn’t even know existed in the first place. the way you bit your lower lip whenever she pulled back. or how your hands grabbed into the pillow your were laying on. or how you looked at her through half-lidded eyes when she pumped her cum into your hungry cunt.

maybe you both „forgot“ about protection today. maybe she didn’t mind it when you locked your legs around her hips to keep her pressed up into you. to keep her seed from leaking out. the idea of you bringing a new addition to her family… so help this woman. and your poor pussy.

„there we go… my… didn’t come yet…? we can’t have that now can we?“

she still has some hours to spare until the kids need to be picked up.

[celuere]

IMAGINE MAVUIKA AS A BIKER AND YOU GUYS GO FOR A RIDE TOGETHER AND SHE HAS A BLUNT IN HER MOUTH WHILE POUNDING U ON HER BIKE 🙏🙏🙏

anon i see you vision and i am here to fulfill.

in a mordern au too OHEHQKBRKW she‘d randomly pick you up from your workplace after your shift, with one of those stupid smiles on her lips as she greets you with a kiss I AM SO MORMLALENWLRNWKRBBWNENE NORMAL ABOUT HER. and wether you like it or not she‘ll force you to wear a helmet and her biker jacket that’s like way too big on you and omg i am so sick

(creampie, semi-public????, kind of a modern au)

„how do you like the view, baby?“, she‘d coo right into your ear, a strong hand placed on your hip as she guided you back down on her cock.

you could barely focus on the stunning scenery that stretched over almost the entirety of south natlan, the setting sun drowning the territory of the people of springs in an almost glittering landscape.

you could only focus on your pussy being stretched open on her cock, a thick layer of your mixed cum coating the expensive leather of her motorcycle. usually the peaceful chirping of birds and a few single groups of saurians playing around would fill the atmosphere. now it were your moans ringing through the mountains as her tip grazed that spot inside your creamy pussy again. the surrounding area swiped empty of any wildlife.

„too busy to talk, i see…“, lowering her gaze down to the creamy ring your juices already formed around her base, your girlfriend couldn‘t help but groan as she gave your ass a nice squeeze.

it somehow always ended up like this whenever she picked you up for a ride. her cock deeply buried inside of you, pumping her cum into your pussy as you held onto the handles of her motorcycle for dear life. oh, don’t forget the joint stuck between her teeth. she‘d let you get a taste for each orgasms you earn over her dick. the sweet scent surrounding you almost alluring, seductive. it‘s brings a certain atmosphere you couldn’t quite accurately describe.

you could hear her exhaling the smoke again, the scented cloud hitting you from behind, dampening your senses as she presses you all the way down on her, feeling you clench and grip around her as your eyes rolled into the back of your head.

„shhh… sweetheart, not so loud… wouldn‘t want to alert any rangers in the area…“, now peppering a gentle kiss on your neck as she let you calm down, her mind wandered off to however she shall than you for the… stress relief. a hot spring date? a nice dinner? a saurian expedition? hm…. she’ll have to think about it on the way back.

„there, you can have the last few puffs, just as i promised….“, handing over the blunt into your hand you chuckled slightly, still panting from the earlier „workout“.

„why, thank you…. w-was certainly worth it…“, you could fill her fingers gently brushing your messed up hair back behind your ears as the smoke filled your lungs, your cunt still warming her. the silence between you was oddly comforting, never awkward.

„wanna visit mualani?“, you put the joint out before flicking it into her portable ashtray, she‘d give you an entire earful if you dared to leave it out in the wild.

„first, get off my lap, princess… can’t possibly drive around with our leak all over my motorcycle…“, she patted your thighs before helping you get off of her, another gush of your mixed left your spent hole.

„a-ah… s-sorry…“, the pink spread faster over your face than you would have liked. but your girlfriend just chuckled before handing you a paper towel to clean yourself up as she got to work on removing your slick off the leather seat.

„it‘s okay, baby. no need to apologize…“

you’re so gonna suck her off later.

[celuere]

reader buying new lipstick and testing it out on arlecchino!!!

(except it’s by sucking her off <33)

also will you start writing for ptn? I LOVE ZOYA SO MUCH SOBS

anon it‘s 6:30 am but i can’t possibly go to bed without answering this. i‘m thirsting for sesbian lex. (i have to see about ptn tho sob)

cw: fem!reader, CONSENSUAL, deepthroating, sloppy headjob, dacryphilia, masturbating, a lil obsessive arle (she just loves seeing her wife struggle taking her dick)

„mhm… just like that… my, look at your pretty lips…“, a black hand gently stroked through your open hair before getting a good grip on the strands.

you looked so beautiful in her eyes.

not because of the pretty dress you were wearing to tonight. the deep red fabric clinging to your gorgeous curves and highlighting your cleavage almost a bit too much for her liking.

or because of the beautiful tears staining the corner of your eyes, the eyeshadow you applied earlier already smeared.

but you always looked like your most beautiful self when your mouth was full of her cock. she just couldn’t resist letting you have a taste when she got a first look on your make up for the evening.

all because of that lipstick.

the bloody red had faded away long ago. the color now sticking to the skin around her base along with her shaft. not of very high quality if you‘re asking her.

„so pretty… all on your knees for me… what are those beautiful tears for, hm…?“, she scooped up the salty fluid with her index finger before bringing it up to her lips. tongue lapping over her skin as she hums at the taste of your current predicament.

your dress surely was ruined by now with how you were practically drooling over her dick with each thrust of her hips forcing some of the saliva-precum mix out of your mouth. you could feel your chin dripping with the mixture.

groaning slightly against her as her tip kissed the back of your throat once more before inching further in, you couldn’t help but gag at her sheer size. but she kept you over her dick. kept herself neatly buried in your warm throat as something akin to obsession glistened in your husbands crimson eyes.

she will never get tired of this. never get tired of the way your nose crinkles slightly whenever it reached her bush. never get tired of your soft gags and the muffled sobs leaving your lips. never get tired of that pleading look in your eyes as she pushes herself inside your throat once more. you‘d have to kill her in order to remove her dick from you.

you actually had places to be. pantalone would be hosting an auction tonight and as his fellow colleague… who were the knave to decline his invitation? but now she had her wife all sobby and obedient on her knees for her, with your mixed slick covering yout gorgeous tits. she‘ll take that over an evening filled with idiotic smalltalk and greedy businessmen any day.

one of arlecchinos rare smirks tugged almost mockingly at her lips as she watched you struggle to take her all in. and don’t think she didn’t notice how your own hand already sneaked between your legs. she knows exactly you’re fingering yourself right now. she just doesn’t know yet if she should punish your for it.

you squeezed your eyes closed as the grip on your hair suddenly tightened as you heard a low groan escaping your husband and soon the salty, bitter taste of her spread on your tongue as she pulled out from your throat. starting to cough as you swallowed the not so delicious mixture, a cursed hand soon squeezed your face and forced you to look back up into those bloody x‘s practically burning through you.

„open up. i want to make sure you swallowed everything.“, tapping your cheek with her nail you ran your tongue over your front teeth before reluctantly parting your lips. an almost pleased sound slipping out faster than you could have stopped it from how desperately your were clenching around your own fingers.

„i said open up and not moan into my face.“, she pushed her thumb into your mouth to force your jaw completely open before inspecting your mouth for any remains of her.

„good girl.“, obviously pleased with the results, your husband now let go of you and leaned over to your make-up desk.

you finally allowed yourself to fill your lungs back up with the oxygen you so desperately craved for, „d-done now…?“

„done?“, she bent back down to you when you spotted a light pink lipstick in her hand. she caught your chin between her finger and you could have sworn she almost looked excited as she painted your lips in said color, „this brand obviously wasn’t of high quality. i fear we have to try out the other ones until we find one that actually lasts. truly a pity, don’t you think so, my little dove…?“

you just wanted to open your mouth to talk back but she shushed you by tapping your plump lips with her dripping tip.

„open.“

[celuere]

happy christmas i just need to get this out of my system but arle with oral fixation for her wife...im so gone for her i cant

no because I 100% GET WHAT YOU MEAN (i mean at least i hope i do😭). she just cannot keep her lips to herself even if her life depended on it. say what you want but arlecchino is the type of woman to not give two flying fucks if you’re on a formal event, a public park, a sidewalk etc. one moment you are just standing next to her and the next she just plunges her lips down onto yours, strong arms wrapping around your waist and pressing you against her like she is somehow scared of you magically disappearing out of her arms.

but let’s bring this to another level.

(filthy pussy eating, reader giving and receiving)

once her lips touches your drenched pussy she is GONE GONE GOOOOOOOONE YOUR HONOR. good luck pulling out from between your thighs. there are days where she doesn’t even strap you down. just 30-45 minutes filled with her slurping up whatever she gets out of your sensitive cunt, she is a hungry woman.

when she decides to grant your poor soul a break, she rises back up from between your legs, chin dripping with your juices, her hair a literal mess and she just tackles you with her lips. sucking on your tongue, exploring your mouth with her own and just robbing you of every single bit of oxygen in your lungs.

she doesn’t even give you enough time to catch your breath before her mouth crashes back down onto your still sensitive cunt. and one point it‘s literally just her moaning and groaning into your pussy as she comes completely untouched inside her own panties wonesokrkwkrkwn

but nonono it wouldn’t stop there! she‘d be undressed in a matter of seconds and now she is having a good grip on your hair as she pushes your face into her leaking pussy. her hips grinding back and forth over you and my fucking god her moans are almost animalistic as she uses your mouth as her own person sex toy. she is either kneeling with you on all fours or laying back while she manhandles your pretty face for her own needs🥰

[celuere]

Hear me out, some people be calling arle “mommy” are cowards 🗣️ call her daddy or go home

realest thing ever said, like what exactly did not click in her sq???? did you play with your eyes and ears closed? did the point of her character fly over your head??? „it‘s not that deep“ but they’re mostly the same type of people going into cardiac arrest when you tell them that arle is a professional woman kisser, NOT A SINGLE THING ABOUT THIS WOMAN IS STRAIGHT NOR MOMMY-LIKE GO HOOOOOOOOME😭 she canonically hates dresses do not put her into the domesticated mother role, that one is reserved for her WIFE YEEEEHAWWWWWW😻😻😻😻😝😝😝😝😝

[celuere]

needy!himeko who cant stay a sceind away from you always groping and humping you - making you feel the imprint of her dick😇😇

OH LAAAAAAAAAWD ugh the way she‘d sneak off with you in the dead of the night to have her way with you in any quiet part of the express😞

five minutes with you is all that himeko needs as she guides you on and off her clothed boner, a hand pressed onto your mouth to muffle those whimpers you couldn’t suppress even if you wanted to. at one point she‘d reach her free hand around to slip her hand into your panties to ghost her fingers through your drenched folds, lubing them up before pushing her digits into your aching pussy all the while she‘d rub her dick against your ass.

she would curl her fingers up on purpose when welt happened to pass by the darkened hallway you were hiding in, spreading her fingers apart in an attempt to loosen you up for her cock later when she fucks you into the comfort of her mattress <3333

you can be such a good girl and keep quiet for her, don’t you? even when your legs slowly start to give up with the only thing that’s keeping you from sinking down being her hands? remember that good girls get rewarded with something even better than her fingers <3

[celuere]

Al HAVE YOU SEEN ALRECCHINO IN THE NEWEST POST FROM HOYOFAIR?? SHE LOOKS LIKE A PRINCE?? EHUWJEHA (im totally normal abt her)

here’s the link: https://x.com/hoyofair_0/status/1872854996699758784?s=61

ANON WHEN I TELL YOU THAT I FUCKING SCREAMED. THE SUIT US EVERYTHING TO ME IWJEIWIEBWJUHHHHHHGGGGGG DOING A QUADRUPLE FLIP ON HER LAP AS WE SPEAKING MY GIRL HUSBAND IS SO GLORIOUS, SO BEAUTIFUL, SO HANDSOME. GOODNESS ME THE CORSET IS TAKING ME OUT OH LAWWWWD I CANT DO THIS QNYMORE

[celuere]

ikikik you don’t write male readers but PLEASE consider it! your fics are genuinely so good, and the male reader audience is starving over here

ig i can give it a shot, but i‘m not the best when it comes to writing men, anon so i hope you will like this nonetheless❤️

the restaurant was bustling with customers as you patiently waited for her arrival. usually arlecchino was a woman of punctuality, at least she made that impression on you.

you honestly still didn’t believe that she agreed to you taking her out, even tho she was… reluctant. eyeing you up and down a few times before you noticed the corner of her lip quirking up, you almost missed it.

with your gaze fixated on the menu before you, you didn’t notice the harbinger slowly approaching you. graceful. patiently. a bait waiting to be taken.

your head only quirked up at the sound of the chair in front of you being shoved back, your heart almost made a jump when-

„hold on… you… are not arlecchino.“, before you was sitting none other than the 11th fatui harbinger, tartaglia. a smug smirk plastered on the gingers face as he took the menu card into his own hands.

„my colleague could sadly not attend tonight’s meeting since the… wedding anniversary with her wife happened to fall right onto this very day… oh- may i?“, he casually bend over to take the wine glass that was resting before you into his hand, bringing it his nose and swirling the liquid around before having a sip of his own.

„you do have a good wine taste, gotta give you that…“

balling your fist, you threw some imaginary daggers at this guys head, „tch. then why did she agree in the first place? you‘re fucking with me aren’t you?“

„oh nonono, not at all. arlecchino is currently busy with pounding her wife seven ways to sunday and back and you happened to simply not get the of her obvious relationship status. but don’t worry, i could also show you a way to poundtown…~“, he even had the audacity to wink at you.

BOOOOOOO👻👻👻👻👻 did the consequences of your own actions scare you? don‘t come with that shit into my inbox ever again DESPITE reading my rules. for clarity, this is not the first time something like this was sent into my inbox and at one point you just gotta take it a step further other than blocking and deleting the ask. respect writers and their boundaries and shit like this doesn’t happen <33333

[celuere]

You are so real for that! Lesbian Arle, that's all there is, like there's not a speck of her that gives off 'I can romantically like guy' like NADA! And everytime I scroll past through tiktok and see these gooners of a (male) streamer thirsting over her it feels like I've been tied into an electric chair LIKE PLEASE GET YOUR NASTY MALE EYES OFF OF MY LOVELY WOMAN KISSER! She's for the girls only! For womem only! Loud incorrect buzzer to those who think so otherwise! 😤

"oh but it doesn't say that in the game/hoyo wouldn't do that"

Do we play the same games?! Yeah it didn't outright say that she's lesbian BUT ITS SO DAMN OBVIOUS! And Hoyo?! The same company that made Honkai?? Are you sure?????

it‘s so funny to me when people deny queercoding in hoyo games. they LEGALLY CANT outright state a character’s sexuality, genshin was released in 2021, the same year china introduced the whole censorship thing. see image below

we had bronya and seele KISSING in the hi3 manga before that, that panel got removed from the canon manga shortly after the introduction of the censorship. elysia talks about kissing girls ALL the fucking time, kiana literally dreamt about marrying mei and you are trying to tell me they’re not implying eimiko, clorivia and beiguang?????

ignoring and denying their obvious intentions and indications because they’re not outright saying that beidou showed ningguang a real firework on lantern rite is tonedeaf. the same people denying said interactions to be implied would be yelling and screaming at the top of their lungs how CANON their ship is and how fucking straight the characters are if the same interactions happened between a man and woman. don’t pmo now.

arle doesn’t really have queer coding in my opinion other than her yelling at men all the gah damn time and just looking like pussydestroyer4000 , maybe we get some more of that in the project stuzha arc and her making out sloppy style with columbina. that being said, idgaf about what other people/writer hc her as because it doesn’t affect me any way lol do what you want on your blog, i‘ll do what i want on mine<3

[celuere]

𝔯𝔢𝔮𝔲𝔢𝔰𝔱𝔰

status: closed, open for short thirsts and asks

important note: i mostly answer asks in chronological order as long as you requested something more lengthier. short asks, hc etc will be answered as soon as i get to it. i have every right to decline your request for personal reasons (which rarely happens)

basic rules for requesting:

: ̗̀➛ NO male readers and i mean this in the most polite way possible. my blog is a safespace for the sapphics and i will keep it that way.

: ̗̀➛ stuff i will write: smut, fluff, crack, hurt with or without comfort, transfem characters

: ̗̀➛ stuff i won’t write: amab reader, transfem reader as i‘m a cis woman and i don’t think i‘d hit the nail on the head with that one, cheating, incest, s/a, pedophilia, water sports, heavy gore, yandere/stalking, watersports, age play, anything about racism or requests where the reader has a specific skin color

: ̗̀➛ i prefer writing for fem!reader but i can also write gn!reader, but due to a personal preference of mine i will not write sub!arlecchino with a gn!reader, ty for your understanding pookies

: ̗̀➛ i can also write for characters which aren’t listed down below, just ask beforehand!

: ̗̀➛ minors and ageless blogs do NOT request any nsfw stuff at all please.

: ̗̀➛ please specify if you want a full length os (+1.5k words), a thirst, headcanons etc. and if you want a female or gn!reader

: ̗̀➛ been brainrotting about a scenario or other stuff? just throw it in my inbox! i always love reading through your guys ideas, everybody so creative!

: ̗̀➛ please don’t be afraid to ask stuff if you’re unsure about the rules!

characters i write for:

genshin: arlecchino, mavuika, sara, miko, yelan, navia, clorinde

hsr: feixiao, kafka, acheron, himeko

wuthering waves: zani

[celuere]

Hi there! Hope its okay to leave here a tiny little nasty smut request <3

Hear me out, Lioness!Mavuika and like prey amimal!Reader :D.

Even better if reader would act all tough and big outside and bratty, when all she really needs, is to be pushed into the mattress to calm her down <3

dildoblade sob ily but i really can’t write anything hybrid or animal related im sorry😭 i could still do it with reader being in heat or sum like that if you’d like!

[celuere]

Ahoy there favorable blogger of Tumblr, may thou humble followers gain knowledge of the breeds and names of them silly kitties? One has surely fallen in love with thy silly kitties.

YOU ASKED ME ABOUT MY SONS. I WILL NEVER SHUT UP EVER AGAIN.

OKAY SO. the one on the left is max (short for maxicus, don’t ask.), on the right is sticker

i‘ll be honest with you anon, i have 0 idea what breed they are. what i do know is that they’re actually half-brothers! so i think max is 100% a shorthair cat, i sadly can’t give you the exact breed but i‘m pretty sure sticker is strong mix of short hair and a maine coon

max is your average tuxedo cat. dramatic. dumb. stubborn. entitled. a diva. i think he was a broadway actor in his past life and just happened to be reborn as a moody tuxedo kitty. you pick him up and after five seconds he is acting as if i took away his newborn AND food. he literally dumps his sh*t into the bathtub if the cat toilet isn’t clean enough for his liking. he isn‘t fond of strangers at all and mostly keeps to himself, but he also isnt aggressive, just leave him be. he actually wasn‘t always like that, when he was a kitten he happened to be very cuddly and affectionate but then puberty hit. cat puberty is no joke.

and looking at sticker, i do have to giggle now because he is the polar opposite of his brother. he LOVES strangers, cuddling, and food. this guy is the biggest bigback of bigbacks. when he was a little kitten we had to feed them separately because he wouldn’t stop eating max‘s food, he will also literally do anything in his power to get a piece of your plate if you eat in front of him. he is so greedy i always wonder where he stores all that audacity. compared to max he is also really small, he turns two years old this year and just stopped growing when he was eight months old or so. he also insists on me tucking him in as well when i (we) go to bed.

i also love making him look stupid.

[celuere]

slams fists on your desk*

not a request but I NEED to hear your opinion on arlecchino having a child at the hearth who doesn’t gaf that she’s a scary fatui harbinger. like to them that’s just father who saved them and now hosts unseasoned barbecue dinners, wdym you’re surprised they ran up to her and gave her a hug the second she got home? wdym they have to be at least a little scared of her? like they’ll still treat her with lots of respect but they’re super chill with her too and the fact that she could end anyone in a blink of an eye never crosses their mind even if she was probably covered in blood when she first found them

that‘s a really lovely concept to have actually! i do think arle would be a little overwhelmed tho if her children get overly touchy with her, it actually takes her a few seconds to hug them back but i don’t think she‘d treat the kid differently from the rest! on the other side it would probably heal something inside of her, the thought of her kids being overjoyed at her arrival is exactly what tells her that she‘d doing a better job than mother, even if she still isn’t perfect. she‘d be quite fond of the kid actually!

[celuere]

omg I was waiting for this day...I beg you to get into ptn because we have so many women that would make you fall in love 😌 the fandom is so sweet and welcoming, and full of lesbians🔥 we share and never gatekeep

the one you saw it's Zoya, and when I tell you that her story is mostly angst...the game is a tower defense, not for everyone, but the story? absolutely 10/10 the women? even better. ngl I would dm you and fill you in on everything but i'm too shy 👉🏻👈🏻😔

oh god i hate tower defense games with my guts, it‘s just not my thing💔💔💔 but i will maybe make a deep dive into the lore when the gay demons take over again weolwnrnwlekqw because BOOM SHAKALAKAAAAAAAAA SHE IS SO FINE I‘MM LOVING THE TATTOOS/MARKINGS HELL YEAAAAAAH