#arataki itto drabble

[yuujiology]

arataki itto has sensitive horns.

it was only him and his gang who knew this fact and itto planned that it stay that way to save from any unexpected trouble in the future.

until you figured out, by something so trivial as to getting a stray leaf from his hair. he started to whine and shiver uncontrollably. curling into a ball on the floor as the wet spot in his pants grew bigger and bigger. itto tried to get up, walk away and most likely ignore you and wallow in shame for the next two weeks, but you had be so kind and care for him so much that you tried to help him.

which resulted in you brushing against his horns, again.

ittos back arched and hands fisted the grass as he bucked his hips into the air. youd think he was possessed with the way his eyes rolled to the back of his head and droll dribbled from the side his mouth if it weren’t for the insanely large tent in his pants.

(thank god it was only you and him in your backyard or youd have alot of explaining to do.)

after he calmed down and gave you the most haunting facial expression ever, itto bolted out of your house in a blur leaving no room for confrontation about the situation.

you hadn’t seem him for weeks after that. not in his usual onikabuto fighting spot, not at his favourite restaurant, or even at his own house. his own gang hadnt even see him.

you thought he moved away, died even, if it werent for him showing up to your door step. hair messier than usual, eyes cloudy with tear streaks down his face, and hands failing tremendously to cover the long shaft in his pants that rivalled the length of your forearm.

“p–please [name], you’ve gotta help me,” itto mewled as he fell into you, his hands grasping your arms as he nuzzled into your neck… sniffing you?

“my cock, it just wont calm down,” ittos hips rolled uncontrollably onto your leg. you were stunned, you hadn’t seen the man in almost a month and he comes to you a raging ball of sex? “i–itto wait relax, take a deep breath and tell me what happened.” you tried to pull away to make space but that only resulted in him holding you tighter.

“my heat, it started,” he pulled down his pants, eyes cloudy and lidded with lust, “y–youll be a bro and take responsibility right? s’ your fault for touching my hah, horns..” the throbbing tent in his boxers made heat rush straight to your cock.

itto practically handed himself to you on a silver plater with ‘please ruin me,’ tattooed on his forehead and you planned on doing just that.

[doumadono]

Warnings: smut w/o plot, cowgirl, oral (m receiving), blindfolds and handcuffs, creampie, fem!reader, established relationship

Synopsis: you have a little idea of how to celebrate Itto's birthday in a steamy way

GENSHIN IMPACT

The night was warm and fragrant, the breeze carrying the scent of cherry blossoms through the open window. The stars glittered like a thousand diamonds scattered across a velvet sky, and the moon bathed everything in a silvery glow. Tonight was special – it was Arataki’s birthday, and you had planned an unforgettable surprise for him.

You glanced around the room one last time, ensuring everything was perfect. Soft candlelight flickered across the walls, casting a golden hue over the intimate setting. The bed was adorned with rose petals, and a bottle of his favorite sake chilled in a bucket of ice on the nightstand. The anticipation was almost palpable, and you could feel your heart racing with excitement.

The silk robe you wore clung to your curves, teasingly translucent, hinting at the lace lingerie beneath. You could feel the pulse of excitement quickening your breath, the anticipation of his reaction making your heart race.

Finally, the door creaked open, and there he was. His eyes immediately locked onto you, widening with surprise and darkening with desire as he took in the sight. His breath hitched, and for a moment, he seemed frozen in place, captivated by your allure.

“Happy birthday, Itto,” you purred, your voice a seductive whisper. You sauntered towards him, each step measured, every movement designed to tantalize.

“It’s already the best birthday ever,” he murmured, his gaze raking over you hungrily. His hands reached out, almost hesitant, as if he couldn’t quite believe his eyes.

You smiled, a slow, sultry curve of your lips. “It’s about to get even better,” you promised, taking his hand and guiding him towards the bed. 

You pushed him gently onto the bed, straddling his lap. 

His hands immediately found your hips, gripping you with a possessive need. “You look incredible,” he breathed, his voice thick with desire.

You leaned in, your lips brushing against his ear. “I’ve got a lot planned for you tonight,” you whispered, your breath hot against his skin. “And it starts with this.”

With a deft movement, you untied the sash of your robe, letting it slide off your shoulders and pool around your waist. 

His eyes widened, his hands tightening on your hips as he took in the sight of you in the sheer, lacy lingerie. “Dear archons, you’re beautiful,” he groaned, his voice rough. He leaned forward, capturing your lips in a fierce, passionate kiss. His tongue swept into your mouth, tasting, claiming, leaving you breathless.

You broke the kiss, your lips trailing down his jaw to his neck. “Just relax,” you murmured, your hands roaming over his broad chest, feeling the hard muscles beneath his shirt. “Let me take care of you.”

His eyes darkened further, a primal hunger in their depths. “You’re driving me crazy, Y/N,” he muttered, his hands sliding under your lingerie to grasp your bare skin.

“That’s the idea,” you teased, sliding off his lap to kneel between his legs. You unbuttoned his shirt with deliberate slowness, savoring the way his breath hitched with every touch. When you finally pushed the fabric off his shoulders, you leaned in, pressing soft, lingering kisses to his chest.

He groaned, his hands tangling in your hair as you kissed and licked your way down his chest, each touch eliciting a shiver of anticipation. You could feel his cock straining against his pants. Taking your time, you savored every reaction, every shudder and moan. With a deliberate slowness, you unbuttoned his pants, sliding them down just enough to free his rock hard cock. The sight of his shaft made your mouth water. You glanced up at him through your lashes, your lips curving into a seductive smile. Slowly, you leant in to take him into your mouth.

His reaction was immediate and intense. “Fuck,” he whispered through parted lips, his hips bucked, a guttural moan escaping his lips as you enveloped him with the warm, wet heat of your mouth. 

You worked him with slow, deliberate strokes, each movement designed to drive him wild. Hollowing your cheeks, you swirled your tongue around the mushroom head of his cock, tasting the salty essence of his precum and drawing more desperate sounds from deep within him.

Every groan, every quiver, spurred you on, the pleasure of his reactions sending a thrill through you. You increased the intensity, taking him deeper, your hands gently massaging and teasing his balls as you rubbed the underside of his shaft with your flexed tongue. 

Itto’s grip in your hair tightened, his breathing becoming ragged as he struggled to hold back. “Gods, you’re amazing, doll,” he gasped, his voice a raw, desperate plea. “Don’t stop.”

You had no intention of stopping. You continued your assault, feeling his dick pulse and throb against your tongue. The taste, the scent, the feel of him overwhelmed your senses, and you knew he was close as well. You were taking his tip all the way into your throat until you coughed and gagged on his shaft.

“Fuck,” he grunted, running the tip of his tongue along his lower lip as it went incredibly dry. Arataki could feel his testicles churning as if they wanted to send a hot load up his throbbing shaft already and down your throat into your tummy.

You slid him out slowly, your soft, moist tongue caressing every inch of his thick shaft as you pulled back just far enough to catch your breath. Then, with a fierce determination, you took him in your mouth again, even deeper this time, the intensity causing you to gag slightly, your body reacting with an involuntary shudder. Your top lip gripped the shaft firmly as you bobbed your head back and forth, sucking hardly.

Finally, he shattered, a powerful release that left him trembling and moaning your name as he spilled his seed over your tongue. 

You savored every moment, every drop of his cum, drawing out his pleasure until he was utterly spent. 

Slowly, you pulled back, licking your lips off his semen as you looked up at him, your eyes sparkling with satisfaction. Then, you disentangled yourself from his embrace, earning a sleepy murmur of protest from him.

“Wait… Where are you going?” Itto asked, his voice husky with lingering desire as he took his dick in his hand, jerking it slowly, spreading all of the remnants of your spit all over his shaft.

“Just a little surprise,” you replied with a teasing smile, slipping off the bed. “Stay right there.”

His eyes followed you with a mix of curiosity and anticipation as you crossed the room to retrieve a small, intricately wrapped box from the dresser. You returned to the bed, kneeling beside him and holding the box out.

He sat up, taking the box from your hands. Arataki carefully unwrapped the gift, revealing a sleek, black silk blindfold and a set of silver cuffs lined with soft velvet. He looked up at you, his eyes darkening with a mixture of surprise and excitement. “So that’s how you wanna play, doll?” he asked, his voice a low rumble.

“A little something to make tonight even more interesting,” you replied, leaning in to kiss him softly. “Do you trust me?”

“Always,” he murmured against your lips, his breath hot and inviting as he grunted lowly upon tasting his own cum on your tongue.

With a smile, you took the blindfold from his hands and tied it gently over his eyes. You then took his wrists, guiding him to lie back against the pillows as you secured the cuffs around them, attaching them to the headboard. 

He tested them lightly, a soft growl of anticipation escaping his lips.

You slowly stood up on your knees, letting your lingerie slide off your body, revealing yourself fully to him. You straddled his hips, your hands trailing over his chest. "Can you feel how much I want you?" you whispered, your voice laced with desire as you ground your slick pussy against his cock. You reached down, taking his hardened length in your hand, lining him up with your entrance. With agonizing slowness, you began to sink down onto his cock, your body enveloping him inch by inch. The sensation was intense, a delicious mix of pleasure and pressure as he filled your pussy completely. 

You both moaned in unison.

You paused, letting him feel every part of you, your breath hot against his skin as you leant forward to lick the stripe over the pulsepoint on his neck. Then you began to move, setting a slow, teasing rhythm, your hips rolling as you let his cock slip deeper into your slick hole. 

His reactions spurred you on, the blindfold amplifying his every sensation, every gasp and groan of pleasure.

"Do you like this, Itto?" you whispered, leaning forward to kiss his neck, your voice a sultry purr as you rolled your hips, letting the tip of his cock hit all of the sweet spots inside you.

"Yes," he groaned, his voice strained. "I love it. I love you."

You smiled, increasing your pace. Your hands roamed over his chest, feeling the muscles tense and relax beneath your touch. The pleasure was mounting, a fiery heat spreading through your body as you rode his cock with increasing intensity. You were riding him like a racehorse now.

Every movement brought you closer to the edge, his moans and the sound of your bodies slapping together driving you wild. You leaned back, putting your hands to his ankles and changing the angle, and felt him hit a spot deep inside you that made you cry out in pleasure. "Oh, Itto," you gasped, your voice trembling with need. "I'm so close." Itto’s dick felt like steel, and as you humped him, you made sure to direct it to all the right spots inside of your pussy.

"Come for me," he urged, his voice a low growl as he pulled at the cuffs. "Fuck, I need you to cum for me.”

His words pushed you over the edge. The orgasm crashed over you, a wave of pure ecstasy that left you trembling and gasping. Your movements became erratic, the pleasure overwhelming as you rode out your release. You grabbed his shoulders and dug your nails into them as you shivered all over your body. “Oh, fuck!”

Itto followed moments later, his own climax a powerful surge that left you both breathless as with a loud grunt he came deep inside of you. His cock pumped the contents of his balls into your tight pussy, making you take it as you had so many times before.

You squeezed his cock in your tiny vagina and gave him a few long humps up and down the shaft of his dick to milk every drop of cum out of him. You then pulled yourself off of his shrinking dick, gasping for air. You collapsed onto his chest, your bodies slick with sweat, your heartbeats slowly returning to normal.

For a long moment, you lay there together, the intimacy of the moment wrapping around you like a warm blanket. You reached up, gently removing the blindfold and uncuffing his wrists. 

He pulled you close, his lips finding yours in a tender, lingering kiss.

"Happy birthday once again, Itto," you whispered against his lips, your voice filled with love and satisfaction.

"Best birthday ever," he murmured, holding you tight. 

And as the night continued, you knew that this was just the beginning of an unforgettable celebration.

[moraxsthrone]

itto x reader (fem)

wc:: 400+

warnings:: nsfw. mdni. face riding. overstim.

a/n:: huh. who knew arataki itto would push me out of my writing rut (for now at least). never would’ve guessed. it’s raining a fine lot of men, gods, and demons in the genshin fandom. a bitch will not go hungry in teyvat smh 😩😮‍💨 (reposted from @/kingdaddydaichi (mine))

you can barely make out the muffled sound of itto’s growls over your own mewls and whimpers as he eats your soul from your cunt. he takes deep breaths through his nose to keep from drowning in the mess of saliva and pussy juice that spills across his cheeks. the deep, guttural vibrations purring from his throat send you over the edge, gushing yet another coat of your creamy slick all over his face.

you’ve lost count of how many orgasms you’ve had since itto practically picked you up by your fleshy hips and sat you on his face. you doubt you even know how to count at all anymore as his black fingernails rake mindlessly over your shaky thighs. panting, you look down at the powerful oni, still slurping away with his magma-colored irises nearly overtaken by black, slitted pupils as he meets your gaze. he gives your clit a particularly hard tug between his lips, making you gasp between sobs. 

“i-itto…itto! baby, stop…s’too much!”

he lifts you away from his face just enough to lick his lips and speak. “c’mon, pretty girl,” he coos, his voice thick with lust. “your pussy tastes so, so good. mmm…wanna drink every last drop.” 

you shake your head, still trying to catch your breath when he flicks the tip of his tongue over your swollen bud, making you jerk away from him but your reflexes are no match for his beastly strength. he grips your ass, yanking your abused cunt right up against his mouth again. 

“itto, please…” you cry, your poor, sensitive clit throbbing. it feels like he could breathe on it and make you cum again. 

“please give me one more, angel. one more then i’ll stuff ya full of my cock,” he promises, rutting his hips, his hard length aching and leaking a puddle of pre onto the ash-white strip of hair beneath his navel.

“n-no…can’t,” you whine, slumping forward, barely able to hold yourself up any longer. “i can’t, itto…”

“yeah, ya can.” you swear you see fire flicker in his eyes when he glides his tongue across his fangs. “hold onto my horns, baby,” he says, pulling your weight onto his face again.

[kingdaddydaichi]

itto x reader (fem)

wc:: 400+

warnings:: nsfw. mdni. face riding. overstim.

a/n:: huh. who knew arataki itto would push me out of my writing rut (for now at least). never would’ve guessed. i will be writing more haikyuu-related content when the inspiration strikes me, but it’s raining a fine lot of men, gods, and demons over in the genshin fandom. a bitch will not go hungry in teyvat smh 😩😮‍💨

you can barely make out the muffled sound of itto’s growls over your own mewls and whimpers as he eats your soul from your cunt. he takes deep breaths through his nose to keep from drowning in the mess of saliva and pussy juice that spills across his cheeks. the deep, guttural vibrations purring from his throat send you over the edge, gushing yet another coat of your creamy slick all over his face.

you’ve lost count of how many orgasms you’ve had since itto practically picked you up by your fleshy hips and sat you on his face. you doubt you even know how to count at all anymore as his black fingernails rake mindlessly over your shaky thighs. panting, you look down at the powerful oni, still slurping away with his magma-colored irises nearly overtaken by black, slitted pupils as he meets your gaze. he gives your clit a particularly hard tug between his lips, making you gasp between sobs. 

“i-itto…itto! baby, stop…s’too much!”

he lifts you away from his face just enough to lick his lips and speak. “c’mon, pretty girl,” he coos, his voice thick with lust. “your pussy tastes so, so good. mmm…wanna drink every last drop.” 

you shake your head, still trying to catch your breath when he flicks the tip of his tongue over your swollen bud, making you jerk away from him but your reflexes are no match for his beastly strength. he grips your ass, yanking your abused cunt right up against his mouth again. 

“itto, please…” you cry, your poor, sensitive clit throbbing. it feels like he could breathe on it and make you cum again. 

“please give me one more, angel. one more then i’ll stuff ya full of my cock,” he promises, rutting his hips, his hard length aching and leaking a puddle of pre onto the ash-white strip of hair beneath his navel.

“n-no…can’t,” you whine, slumping forward, barely able to hold yourself up any longer. “i can’t, itto…”

“yeah, ya can.” you swear you see fire flicker in his eyes when he glides his tongue across his fangs. “hold onto my horns, baby,” he says, pulling your weight onto his face again.

[xiayannie]

☆ itto drabble

itto x fem! reader

afab! reader, big dick itto, creampie, size difference, praise, bimbofication, tummy bulge, cumdump,

oh my goshhh... being nothing more than a cumdump for itto. letting him drain his heavy balls inside any, or every hole.

and itto's so oblivious to how big his cock actually is, he's cooing softly, rubbing the tip of his cock around your lips before he pushes it in.

"shh... good girl. you can take it."

literally going insane at the thought of him looking down and seeing the size difference (he's such a big guy after all) itto's brain is working hard to comprehend how such a tiny thing like you can take his cock so well.

his cum spurts everywhere, literally everywhere when he cums, spilling out of your mouth, pussy, onto your boobs, you name it.

itto's cock is also so big that there's a obvious bulge whenever he thrusts. he gets even more riled up seeing himself that deep inside with your tummy bulge.

"so good... you feel so good around my cock, sweet girl."

his stamina is also nuts. he promises that the last round was the last, but he can't help his cock from getting hard again after seeing his cum flow from your cunt.

itto was going to pump you full of his cum, and plug you up with his cock once he was done.

"one more round."

"just one more round, okay baby?"

[dawn-moths]

thinking about being itto's little crybaby, crystalline tears shimmering like diamonds on your lashline as he fucks further into you, surprisingly controlled and gentle, though, given the sheer size of him, no amount of tenderness can make up for just how big he is, thick cock bullying its way deeper into your tight wet heat, every vein and velvety ridge of his length making itself known as your cunt clenches around him.

you let out a pained whine when he nudges against your cervix, your little nails digging harder into his shoulders as you grip him for dear life, his solid muscles coiling beneath your trembling hold, a cascade of his silvery white hair caging you in as he leans over you, shadow dwarfing your fragile human form whenever you're like this.

he murmurs out a slurred apology and presses wet, open-mouthed kisses along your jaw, the heady pleasure coursing thick through him, flooding the both of you with desire.

"h-hurts, itto—" you whimper, a few of those tears tumbling from the edge of your vision as you squeeze your eyes shut, sucking in a sharp hiss.

itto stills, waiting for you to relax, and while he does, he presses his lips close to your ear and whispers, hot breath fanning against your neck, "i know, baby, but you're doing so good for me..."

your skin is sweat-slicked, soft and glistening. itto's strong hands find purchase on the backs of your thighs, sliding down to grip the crook of your knees, helping to reposition you slightly, encouraging you to hook your ankles together around his waist. you feel him pulse inside of you, the weight of him your anchor, the sting of the stretch reigniting as soon as he pushes in impossibly deeper, even half an inch feeling like it'll put you over the edge.

"just hold onto me, baby," he coos, pressing a chaste kiss to your temple in hopes that it'll help soothe the pain. "i've got you. i'll be as careful as i can..."

and he is.

he's never more delicate with anything or anyone than when he's handling you, all of that reckless, rambunctious energy put to rest when he has you beneath him. though, he can't quite help but get a little bit rough right before he comes. it's in his nature, all that carnal, animalistic desire making him forget himself, even if only for the duration of the final few thrusts it takes for him to spill inside of you, filling you to the brim with his balmy love.

but when your eyes are still misted over with tears, sparkling, salty streaks drying on your cheeks as you come down from the high, itto is sure to carefully wipe them away with the calloused pad of his thumb. he smooths down your tousled hair the best he can, tucking a strand of it behind your ear. he holds you close while you recover, stroking gentle lines up and down your back until you've drifted off to sleep, making sure to tend to you in full once you're fully relaxed.

itto tries to be as gentle as he can, but he'd be lying if he said he didn't as least find a little sadistic satisfaction in the fact that he's the only one you trust enough to balance that kind of pain with the pleasure that's sure to follow.

besides, sometimes he thinks you're never more beautiful than when you're caged beneath the strength of his form, tears in your eyes, moaning his name until it clips off into nothing but whimpered little pleas.

[sashiavi]

I already know how u feel about hybrids and ima send the same to neet, but how about unhuman pp for the kink game? :D

Un-Human/Monster Cock

No | rather not | I dunno | I guess | Sure | Yes | FUCK yes | Oh god you don’t even know |

I do enjoy I truly do- especially when writing myself, I find to be fairly detail orientated and having something like this to describe?? I love it.

Obvious choices being Arataki Itto my beloved. Oni anatomy, his body is human presenting but his heritage still shines through~ His large, pointed teeth, red horns, the claws on his hands- I know he's hiding smth in his pants 👉👈 I made a post about it the other day but Itto with a thick, and large cock, with pretty divets and a slightly pointed tip~ I'm not sure if he'd even notice he has a unique cock 😭 he probably assumes everyone's looks like his.

Honourable Mentions being Zhongli or Neauvilette- with pretty dragon cocks, maybe even gradiented with a different colour working its way up his shaft to tip. They all fall under some kind of a/b/o in my head so k n o t s.

Speaking of, SDV Puppy!Sam? With a pretty n cute cock, flushed an angry shade of rose, flexing while he dribbles pre down himself. That boy has a knot I am here to convince you now.

In general I do enjoy reading and writing it >v> don't get me started on things like tentacles yk I'm here for it too-

Hybrids are also a "Oh god you don’t even know"

But you all knew that ;3

[sku11s1asher]

Hi omg first time requesting from someone, but like soulmate aus?!?? Can you pretty please (if you can) make one of like arataki itto and the reader (male obvs) where its the first words of your soulmate and ittos first words are like something completely stupid??? Thabk you if you can but its alright if you dont wanna!!

itto x gn/male reader (soulmate au)

notes: i love itto, sorry this took so long bae; i had a fic already but my friends said it sucked so here’s this. i actually need to get a beta reader..i finish fics but i look into them too much and delete it without an actual reason. beta readers hmu frfr ;3

⊹ you always knew your soulmate was the brightest crayon in the box, you got a reminder of it every time you looked at your wrist, ‘worm’ was there.

⊹ though you won’t lie, you were very curious on who they were..who wouldn’t be?

⊹ you lived in liyue, you looked everywhere trying to find your soulmate, but there wasn’t anyone that dumb. at least not that you knew of..

⊹ you complained to your friend, kazuha, about it a lot. eventually he had enough and decided to take you with him on his next trip to inazuma.

⊹ once you arrived in inazuma, you kinda maybe forgot about your soulmate and explored the city looking for interesting things instead of your soulmate.

⊹ you were walking around town talking to kazuha, “what compels someone to do something so stupid?” you asked, “well if you knew him, you'd know he's the definition of stupid,” he responded. all you could think about was how and why a grown man would battle against children, with beetles. “what’s his name again?” “arataki itto.”

⊹ once you heard the man’s name, it immediately reminded you that you needed to look for your soulmate. “kazuha, you’re distracting me from my mission!” “your mission?” “finding my soulmate..?”

meet

⊹it’s been around 3 days, and still no soulmate. you were walking around the city, sulking to yourself about how you’d be alone for life since your soulmate obviously died. you didn’t see the person in front of you since you were too busy thinking about how you’d be alone for life.

⊹ bump. “what the..” it felt like you walked into a brick wall, but before you could fall you felt arms wrap around your waist. “you good, buddy?” the brick wall had a voice?

⊹ you looked up and felt your heart stop, “oh my god.” you were looking at the finest man you’ve ever seen in your life. once you snapped out your gaze you quickly composed yourself.

⊹ “ah, yeah, my apologies.” you took a step back, getting out of his grip. when you apologized, he let out a big smile, “it’s no big deal, im glad you’re okay.” while he was talking, you couldn’t help but take a look at his chest.

⊹ it was like his pecs were basically asking for you to touch them, but you decided to be a good man and not touch this strangers chest.

⊹ “you make me feel funny, like we have a deep connection even though we just met.” his words caught you off guard, “what?” “you must be my soulmate!” he said after a moment.

⊹ you looked at him like he was stupid, “how did you come to that conclusion? you know what, i don’t even want to know. what’s your name?” you asked him with a sigh.

⊹ “arataki itto!” he exclaimed with a huge smie. you immediately busted out laughing. you didn’t expect this guy who looks like he could pick up a house by himself, to be the guy who fought children with beetles.

⊹ you immediately apologized when you saw him pout, “i’m sorry, i didn’t mean to laugh. i just didn’t expect you to be the guy who does the beetle fights.”

⊹ “let me see your wrist.” he asked but he grabbed your wrist before you could answer. after a few moments of closely looking, he hugged you, “i knew it, you’re my soulmate!!”

⊹ you could barely move your arms to hug him back, he was sucking all the air out of your body with the tight hug.

⊹ “cmon, i need to show my soulmate to the gang!” “gang..?”

extra 1:

⊹ “please, just one touch.” you whined while leaning onto ittos chest, your hands slowly going up his stomach.

⊹ “why are you so obsessed with my chest?” he asked with a laugh, but allowed you to touch them.

extra 2:

⊹ “are you really that proud with yourself for beating children?” you asked unimpressed when he bragged about winning matches.

⊹ “you don’t understand! that kid normally beats me! this is a huge accomplishment, y/n!”

[moechies]

Itto with a really bad concept of consent? like he can't help but feel the need to stuff your cunt until he impregnates you </3 and his half one instincts just spur him onwards.... doesn't care if you're saying no, your pretty pussy is begging him 💕💕💕

tw dark content dubcon, inst, reader gives in

ugh yes i can see this </3 like he’s just so confused.. because as much as he’s a bimbo, he knows that wet cunnies = sex.. right? don’t make him feel dumb </3

“but.. your cunnies all wet imouto, what do you mean you don’t want it?”

“n-no! itto— i-its not because of that i- siblings don’t do this itto, please..! don’t!”

“don’t lie to me imouto.. i know that if you’re wet down here, then that means a man needs to take care of you.. and i’m the only man here.. i don’t want you to be in pain imouto!”

he easily pins your arm against the soft of your own bed disregarding your writhes and struggle. using his other hand, he guiltily pulls off the dainty pair of panties you had worn. he doesn’t understand why you’re attempting to push him off, or why you’re crying.. the big boy just wants what’s best for his little sister, so why is she making such a fuss!

“it’s okay, don’t cry imouto.. i heard it goes by really fast okay? i just don’t want you to be in pain..”

he tugs down the fabrics covering his achy cock, heavy dick making an appearance by springing up upon its release. its thick and swollen, and you can feel your breath begin to labor at the sight. his puffy tip creams with pre, uncontrollable spurts of pearlescent juice that continue to pump from it.

“it won’t hurt, just think about me, imouto.”

“please, itto-nii, d-don’t, i— i don’t need it, please-promise it doesn’t hurt..!”

“i know you don’t want to burden me, but i can’t help it.. i can’t watch my little sister in pain..”

your heart twists at the statement, but the guilt doesn’t last long before you feel his shaft press into your sticky hole. you squeal at the intrusion, arching further into the sheets when when he mindlessly presses further and further into your mere cunt.

“please, itto-nii..”

“i know.. does it still hurt? doesn’t anymore, right?”

“hic— n-no, doesn’t..”

you give up, giving into his antics, letting go of your front as your nii-chan undeniably fucks away at your pretty cunt.

“ahh— this feels good imouto.. does it feel good for you too.?”

you nod quickly into his chest, unable to get words out as your moans and whines take away your ability to.

“nii nii.. s’good.. please— love you, love you, love you—“

“i-i know. i told you, your big brothers always right, right?”

[anantaru]

THREE SECONDS

— ꒰ synopsis ꒱ — as your relationship was ready to take the next step, itto wanted you to meet his granny who had raised him for the majority of his life and was beyond thrilled to show you where he grew up in as a child, or especially how cozy his old bedroom seemed to be.

— ꒰ a/n ꒱ — this fic stems from a little thirst i wrote a while ago and since i adored that idea so so much i just had to make a whole one shot for it, didn’t expect it to get so long though, still, enjoy! <3

— ꒰ word count ꒱ — 5.9k

— ꒰ warnings ꒱ — [ex]plicit, fem! reader, messy, whiny itto but also rough itto, riding, fingering, he's insatiable, the horny took him hostage, slight size difference (i mean he's huge), semi! public + his granny is next door preparing dinner.

arataki itto, the one, the only— a man, who could never be easily defeated in the eyes upon his very self.

by the same token, he, in no circumstances regarded anything as a real believed problem which he would have to face in his life sooner or later on, to a higher notice, was he someone who'd pick out the clear positive in most heeded aspects and proceed to give his furthermost, unswerving best.

for you, he was everything and anything, all at once. The bordering, ingrained proximity between you both could have been esteemed like a mind altering drug— neither of you was marginally capable to keep a distance between each other, not when your relationship carried on to bring forth the best of your abilities.

arataki itto— the love of your life, your soulmate, a man who, to the actual core, triumphantly won your heart and sung a promise to protect it from danger of any kind.

be that as it may, tonight, your entire relationship had all gotten a different meaning in his life because of an undisclosed exponent, itto came into hazardous contact with his first real enemy in a long time— the name of the weighty villain was well known, ponderously soliloquized upon the brimming nations of teyvat, the revolting mischief;

anxiety.

now, to remain logical and give the full picture— today was the prized day where you were going to lastly make acquaintance with the person who had raised him for the larger number of his being— his granny, who graciously took him in as a little oni and fondly watched after him with peerless faith and love in this world.

and despite that, unbeknownst to itto, you were, without no holds barred, feeling the same level of distress. It wasn't unnatural to sought after such a devoted step in a relationship— on the flip side can it become undoubtedly frightening and alarming, singularly when it was a striking indicator to remark just how dead serious you both conceived your relationship and its fancied continuance.

when the evening befell the nation of inazuma in its brilliant illustrious artistry, you had met up with your timid boyfriend to then, fidgety stride to his grannies small sized house which had been a partially shade far outside of inazuma city.

your zooming thoughts— like cannon balls, were in abysmal need of required relaxation, in reality, you truly had no reason to be this frightened because even though you had never met her prior to this day, you heard nothing but subliming wonderful deeds about the woman in question, her accepting care and understandings, the way she did not see any differences in humans and oni— viewing them as equal.

"hey no sleeping!" itto suddenly barks, "wait wait are you feeling sick? we can turn around and sit for a while." oh, he sounds nervous but you insist you're fine, because truthfully, you had just reached your destination and you won't be defeated by something as insignificant as nervousness— it's alright, yet you wonder if your hands could please stop sweating so much? ignore it ignore it, there's no way back now.

in front of the door made of otogi wood, your boyfriend lessened his handsome face to meet you, holding your pretty eyes with his diamond shaped pupils. You easily allow yourself permission to cross the fleeting words in your thoughts to run over his question, what he had asked was indeed chucklesome, in a way that you weren't for certain if the spelled out sentence was solely pointed towards your person or if he was in reality questioning himself. "yes i'm alright— are you though?"

the jocular idea of turning around did not cross your mind, not when you came this far and speaking forthcomingly, the pronounced concern on itto's scrunched expression was much larger and dignified than your own, yet despite that, said tangible worry wasn't one bathed in hesitancy or doubts, more— in an enthusiastic procedure that you were, at last, meeting such an important person in his life.

"of- of course i am!" he blabbers, "do i not look okay?!" yeah.. he must be thoroughly relaxed, right? that must be the obvious case, though he was actively waving his hand in the air— yet in front of his cheeks, he made sure he's covering himself, so you wouldn't get a singular chance to catch him blush in a full scarlet pitch, "why— why the hell shouldn't i be?"

"you seem nervous." you bluntly stated but teased, firmly deepening the eye contact and archons, how flustered itto could become when you won't tear your enthralling eyes off him, "— or scared." you carry on to unfitly taunt your lover, sneakily drawing down a firm grin but leaving your brows quirked up light heartedly, "whenever you're experiencing one of those two emotions, your voice gets a little higher, you know?"

"wha-" he interjects, "it doesn't!" for a crisp second, itto came to terms with his graspable frame of mind— because why should he hide his agitation from you? and then the straightforward tension that had been viciously eating him up from the inside out ceased to exist, "not true!" now, come now, "not me!" it had blurred itself out when he got ruminated with a sudden contagious laugh from you while caressing his arm to soothe his worries once more.

"yeah, i can see that." these are some mean turn of events to play with your boyfriends sensitive feelings like that, he figured, so he let his strong hands shelter your soft cheeks in a heart beat, "i'm never scared of anything." he's unnerved, back to his confident self.

"never ever ever, in a million ever never years!"

"you're crazy." you laugh and offer him a signature smile, freely blustering out a sheltered breath as you humanely lean into his left palm— itto flashes you his pearly white teeth and his thumb was lightly tapping on your plump bottom lip before placing a sensual kiss on top.

curiously enough, he never missed the chance to do that, to flip his thumb over your lips with a large smile, so he could lead you through what he was originally planning to do— to smooth you.

"lets get moving m'lady." he refrains, behaving a split amount differently, in all respects energized, "we're already in front of the door."

"you know what i meant!" he pipes up in an immediate rebuttal while angrily stomping his feet on the ground, banteringly pinching your hip, "ouch!" you loudly squeak out in surprise but itto was quicker— because he directly then knocked on the wooden door so you couldn't get back at him without letting his granny see it too.

his coruscating eyes, they expectantly bunch up while actively awaiting for his granny to open the large door to his childhood home, the place, were no matter what past memories, whether good or bad, had been crafted.

"dear, is that you itto?" you paid attention to an older ladies puny asserting voice upon a small space between door and frame, revealed was a short and on the face of it, feeble woman, appearing from behind. "granny! oh granny!" itto loudly cheers and muses, "you sure took your time granny!" this was an all in all cherished attribute you treasured about itto's entire personality— while surely, it by no means has been spread amongst the crowds that he was known for his loud and sparkling persona, but observing his innocent delight when encountered with his parental figure, openly fostered a total gladden in you— it's because you love him, just how he was.

in redirected regard of your own self, you didn't dare to move a single inch— as if frozen to the cold ground, though be that as it may, you could proceed with your reasoning and refer to it as the 'not well regarded accessory' to your continuous pestering tenseness that wickedly sauntered through head to toe.

but on a positive note, it was beneficial enough for itto to be this tall and large in comparison to your own frame, meaning you were capable to easily slip behind his back in hiding.

"this is who i've been telling you about." damn it, a genuine smile plucked the outer region of his lips as he largely stepped aside to reveal you like a gift from the heavens, his hands embarrassingly pointing towards you.

before you can say anything at all, itto had gladly taken over the role of the awkward introduction process himself and introduced you to his lovely granny.

again, thanks to the electro archon for your perfect boyfriend.

"it is such a deep pleasure of meeting you, dear." whatever it may be now, the woman conveyed an immediate tranquillizing quell which had brightly subdued your tensed muscles. "the pleasure really is all mine, miss!" extending your hand to her, she slowly lunged forward to shake it as you introduced yourself again.

now, in retrospect, this entire time, you had been tremendously nervous— highly strung, repeatedly shifting in your shuddering stance from left foot to right foot, right foot to left foot, though now, as you walked into her small home— with itto being a gentleman and closing the door shut behind you both, you at present had felt like you were truly welcomed in her abode.

(major mental sticker for the next time: don't let the useless negativity consume your goddamn mind, okay?)

well, back to business.

throughout the time, itto's sizable hand was, no matter what, situated solidly on the region above your behind, lovingly stationed on your lower back while he guided you to the homely warm and restful living room.

when you listlessly skimmed through the many decorations of the place, you discovered a framed picture of itto as a child next to his granny, it wasn't difficult to see their emotions through the stilled memory, both were marvelously happy and utterly fulfilled— grateful, with a squishy onikabuto plushie being sponged and pressed into itto's chest.

how long have you been staring at the frame? you can't recall, but fortunately to you, you got drawn back to the present reality when your boyfriend pinched your arm. His grandma— such a warm hearted lady, had affectionately assembled two beverages meant for you as she further beckoned you two to take a seat on the mellow couch.

"this is quite embarrassing." she weirdly was in a panicked stance about something rather awful, even going as far as to idly enclose her slender arms around herself, shaking, "what is it granny? are you sick?"

itto pucks himself into the seat with concern, yet striving to stand up right again and aid her in whatever was the critical problem at hand, "oh no! dear." she worrisomely shakes her head and her cheeks irradiated a scarlet tint, "but the dinner isn't ready yet!"

"that's all?!" itto exhales enormously from his chest— to a greater extent, one could say he was about to pass out from the thought of having something serious happen without him being in on it. Despite your rocky state of emotions from beforehand, you were now hopeful and viewed this polished opportunity as your sweet time to shine.

"can i be of help?" you bring forth self assured confidence in your tone color, "i might not be as skilled as you but i can try!" sliding the glass back on the coffee table, you were ready to get up and aid in the kitchen— it was not a big deal and you were always happy to help, especially when it was someone who was regarded as the closest family member to your boyfriend.

having said that, the wishing reply you had longed for, wasn't actually what happened, "there's no need dear." she sweetly giggled around her words, being truly flustered to the core by your sweet attempt to help her out, pretty much warming up with you already— you were lovely in her eyes, "and i'm certain itto desperately wants to show you around, isn't that right?"

you, of course, won't argue with that, "so damn right!" itto was full of happiness, and now, he's pushing himself up from his seat, additionally inviting you over to grab onto his hand so he could lead you around everything, "there's much to show after all!" with your hands quietly placed on your thighs, you feel nothing but giddy and take his palm, but rationally, you'd rather spend time with her so you could get to know her better.

that certainly was the best idea, but inside of you, the sultry skittish feeling of watching itto like that— so happy and excited, was priceless in your very eyes, maybe ... you could sneak in a few fleeting kisses before having to come back, hmmm, this does sound quite bewitching now, doesn't it?

on the way out of the living room, you were met once again with objects from his past, all pridefully shown and displayed around the tiny corridor he was leading you in. Next, on the very left, you found yourself in front of a wooden door that wasn't like any other, it was, quite frankly, messed up with what seemed to be symbols clumsily drawn on with a bunch of pencils— very itto typical, you humbly added.

"there we go." he's so excited, happy, euphoric— are there any other ways to possibly describe his emotions right now because in itto's perspective none of them were doing it justice, "the room of a real oni!"

"aww!" you accept the entry and let him close the door, leaving you both sheltered in place. his room was bigger than you had actually expected; a small, cleaned bed lovingly decorated with two larger plushies on top— one specifically caught your eyes, it was the same one that you saw earlier on the picture with his grandma, the onikabuto exemplar, while the other was funnily resembling a ruin guard of some sorts?

without much to say, both were worn off, he must've played with them in his childhood days.

"what do you think?" he quirks a brow, "to be honest, i was a little worried it wouldn't do me justice." you roll your eyes in the back of your head, what a guy.

at the prospect of being quite the stunner at taunting or playing with your boyfriend, you breathe out euphorically before speaking again, "the bed is so tiny, how little you were itto!"

"tiny?! it's not tiny!" he stomps forward, "this isn't tiny! or is it?"

was this the beginning of a heated debate? not really, but maybe a little. to elaborate himself further without requiring words, itto was swift and eager to carelessly wind away the dear plushies to awkwardly drop his wholeness onto the frail bed and archons— let it be known that the old woman outside had trouble hearing because those damned squeaking sounds were violent, dropping off the walls with an intensity you haven't heard before.

was itto about to break the bed? no no, you suppose. hopefully not.

"looky looky." he thoughtlessly leans back into the silken cushions but props himself up with his elbows so his pretty view on you would turn out even prettier, "it's large, just like me." — how can this man be for real sometimes, you wonder, snorting out a silly laugh on how impossibly comical he looked right now, with the majority of his legs hanging out of the bed frame.

"it sure does." you feign your engaging sentencing, silently getting close and walking towards him to sit, somewhere— which, uh, wasn't possible because he took the entire space.

literally, how could he not?

so, instead, you had, emphasizing heavily on the 'had', resulted to therefore straddling his hips with your thighs on each side of him. You're leaning forward and to that— your dress instantly responded with unknowingly pining up and revealing more of your smooth legs. Due to this unseen course of events, itto thumbed down entirely, now laying flat with you mounting on top.

the shallow heave that unbuttons from his throat when you declined your head to sweetly plant a semi innocent kiss on his lips, it was overflowing with tension, beyond wishing, so he leaned in— one kiss, two, one more? perhaps a couple.

in a profound refrain, you found yourself relaxed, making out with itto, still largely gentle and shy— if only he wouldn't have began to skim over your body with his hands, up and down in circles, his palms were seizing the movements of you, heatedly glissading over your exposed skin until looming them further back to greedily grab a fistful of your flesh and knead your ass to drag you close.

on purpose or not? but your cunt was now directly brushing on top of his member.

"mmh." you inaudibly whimper into his mouth as you coincidentally rub down on his groin, "ah— i'm sorry." he speaks and unexpectedly drags your pussy over his hidden cock. "fuck-" normally, you're so so careful— fuck, you wouldn't, right? do it on purpose, never.

amusing, you, as a matter of action, did not miss how tensed up itto was, how overwhelmed with the budding pressure in his pants.

how ... he was in his old bedroom, giving his almost painfully growing erection the thing it desired, from you, his cute darling. His breathing had been erratic while his digits further altered your flesh to keep you stilled but surely pressed right on top of his swelling cock.

rationality, here we go, "w-wwwait." his cheeks had a sudden burn with an equal amount of both a higher consciousness of euphoric bliss and clear embarrassment, itto figures that— archons, he might already be done for, the 'little' problem in his pants, how was he supposed to get rid of it before dinner?

"sorry." you cheekily coo and bit your lip back at him, "but you're comfy." cozily wrapping your arms around his neck, maybe another kiss will do it, so you sloppily go down and pull away with a sharp tug on his lower lip. You smile, although sheepish, "we should get up." and whisper the evident.

but unmistakably, if you would've acted out on what you were manifesting, or that you were more than certain you had wholly slicked up your thin panties by now— sensing them stick on your core, you would've blindingly leaned in to whatever you were attempting to do this second.

"wait." oh? this tone was different and you liked it— remembering the cause of it too. Much deeper was the timbre and not in his usual airless color, because itto was dead serious in his shaking utterance, a single word demonstrated a devilish command, "i'm a little—" you follow his eyes with your own and watch the mess in between your sticked together bodies— your dress had been draped up even more and was now pressed up, resting right above the beginning of your ass while itto's pants were extremely tight.

he embarrassingly looks up at you with hesitancy, "oh you know- i think i need a second." and he forcefully exhales his words from his tight chest, "but you are- fantastic." and prolongs his trembling heave right after, "and warm." while he closes his eyes, only a short amount because he had to catch your hips and stop them when you tried to move.

"what are you?!" he groans so loud, too loud— shameless, as you were quick to shush his noisy tongue with your hand clutched around his needy mouth, "shhh, don't talk." you coo, "don't say anything." and he listens carefully, with wide opened eyes, nervously gulping down the assembled saliva, "let me help you out, okay baby?"

finally, fucking finally, he thought, "c-careful." itto mumbles into your hand as you used your other to clumsily open up his pants— pulling down his, with pre cum drowned, boxers, at last freeing his erect cock that was plopping out of the garments.

it's heavy, shading red and the deep blue'ish broad veins on the underside of his girth left nothing left for imagination— your mouth practically watered at the filthy, sinful sight, but it's so tasteful and you wanted to please him right away, maybe suck him off and let him fuck your face, but now— not now, his grandma was literally in the next room and preparing dinner for you, right, almost forgotten!

lets just get this quickly over with and help your handsome boyfriend with his not so little problem— later on there was still additional time, you can always fuck at home, real messy and loud— leaving yourself to him so he was able to pump his seed into you and let it ooze out again.

"ah- baby." his voice sounded impatient and a bit whiny, "it hurts." he grits his teeth and his cheeks burn up, he lifts his hips and softly grinds into you while keeping you down, his face was incredibly red and even the tip of his ears had now visualized the exact same color. There's no way he didn't spend time to think about it too— about the shared fantasy, about pistoling his cock deep into your spongy cunt, it makes him question himself if he can actually pull it off, in this small room with the bed squeaking at every move.

the delirious flutter was risky, but worth it?

"okay, you know what?" he spills out, chasing more relief, "just the tip." he whines, "only the tip, please!" you curiously readjust yourself to rut your cunt on him— on the brink of turning brainless yourself. "you know we wouldn't stop." but the mental image of his tip splitting you roughly had you close your legs around his body, shoving your pussy on his bare cock again.

"but it hurts-" and you shake your head, just wanting to scream that it hurts you too, "i know baby but we can't."

one hundred percent a bad idea— that's what it was in an outer perspective, but how could you ignore his mushroom tip leaving itself get messed up by your arousal— how now, he nudged himself into the flimsy material of your panties to rub his length within your folds, spreading them apart, loving your wet cunt, "five seconds." you can barely hear him say it, "just five seconds." archons, where were the infamous rational thinking skills when you were in dire need of them?

fuck this, rightfully so, "three." now, you start to bargain for the tasteful prize, "four." and itto was determinedly stammering right back at you while his mouth was still covered by your hand. You both cannot believe each other, truly, how desperately needy you were, at this point barely caring anymore when he slowly bumped his drenched cock into your pussy— your underwear by now fully slipped to the side.

"three seconds!" — "oh man .. fine."

you drop your weight before he could finish his words, catching him so off guard was rare in it's own glorious state and you‘re taking his tip further, making the man underneath you deeply groan into your hand. "shut up itto!" you laugh and embarrassingly snort a little, "i'm sorry!" this whole lively situation had a comical sense to it because when else are you fucking your boyfriend in his old bedroom— in a bed that was way too small for any of you, but maybe that's the fun part of being this close together, fusing your skins as one.

you go silent, overwhelmed and shaking, to counter attack your natural body reactions you forcefully bite down on your bottom lip to withstand the upcoming moans, "fuck, fuck!" for comfort, you lean into him as his tip naturally slips in and out of your warm pussy, in and out, in and out, catching a glimpse of his already hooded eyes. "only the tip." you jokingly repeat, "mhm the tip." he moans back into your hand while you felt him drool on you— because there you were flaunting your tits at him, rigidly pressing them into his chest with your pointy nipples finding friction.

itto shuts his eyes on the sprouting frustration closing around his belly, "mhm, i can't believe this." he almost laughs, as if to ease you both down in his own silly ways, "me neither." he further molds his hands over your hips to hold you in a precise way. Truthfully, your trembling thighs were burning and sore, firmly splattered with arousal and exposed to him.

the position you were currently in wasn't kind to you, if anything it was becoming harder to remain focused so you wouldn't end up suckling in more inches without realizing.

you carefully move away your hand and give him enough space to breathe more sizable and damn— the sight in front of you was a fucking longed one, downright unreal, it wasn't able to be somewhat framed or painted into words.

itto whatsoever, his face had spiraled into complete redness, granted, he was trying his utmost finest to be good and not greedy, though the punishing demonstrated fantasy of bulging his cock into your sensitivity was always there— his shaking hands clearly giving it away.

"ah- this is awesome!" itto clears his throat and needfully runs his knuckles over your skin, reaching your behind— two of his fingers ran down to your folds to spread them and leave him with more room to stay inside, "yeah.. this is better." he heaves and you whine because it really does feel better that way— you've been plenty wet by now and if you weren't this patient, you surely would've fucked him into oblivion by now.

you hide your pleased face in his neck, "i can't believe we're doing this." and admit, arching your back a little (for good measure) before slowing one of your hands over his damp forehead where a couple of his hair strands were sticking onto, due to the excessive amount of sweat, "i think I'm dreaming!" though it's stupefying, itto gladly relishes in the smug satisfaction, claiming you one inch further, a bulged type of sweet and honeyed pride was delivered when he let you do it— slurp up one more inch, ambling his hips differently for a finer angle.

you kiss itto's lips to soothe his gravelly groans, in addition to your own squeaky huffed out cries— he's so big and heavy that when you move just a little, it's as if he's strapping you off every single inch of control in your body, as if he's, on purpose, targeting the plushy splotches in your walls.

you grab onto another inch as he passionately groans into your mouth— more please more, bracing yourself, letting his tongue run free into yours, he continues it, pitching his hips further and spreads his thighs to rub you into him while his eyes flicker with lust and so do yours.

you just cannot think straight anymore, it's not possible nor required, you are so fucking fucked right now, both deliriously good and blazingly bad.

itto thinks it still isn't enough, his big cock was tingling in your walls and it should be criminal on how fucking fine your closed insides were, ravenously bordering on him and gripping him— it doesn't even compare to other instances in his life because you both couldn't keep your hands to yourself and wanted to straight up— lose your minds and bodies.

a hiss spills from his throat and it appears like your legs are about to give up on you— your tits too, bounce in tune to your actions and surge eminent bliss into your veins. You find yourself entranced when he crowds you and your toes curl at another easy shove forward.

the painstakingly grab on your hips was to leave bruises, his knuckles turning white and his dick shimmers with your arousal that you sink down further.

you adjust and squeeze around him, bending over when breaking off the kiss, your wet lips twitching in a shameless grin as itto chuckled right under you. The lower side was rammed with your transparent liquids puffing out your pussy— itto's eyes were blown wide and he makes sure to always remember to stretch your ass while you look so adorable above him, creaming on his cock that was now completely clashed into you.

hold on.

what happened to the three stated seconds? or just the tip?

three or none, oh no— not this, please no, archons above please send us mercy because how much fucking time has passed since you started this succulent and mouthwatering gamble?

"fuck— just like that." itto mouths without a single care behind those eyes, "you're the prettiest baby, you know that?" he lifts himself into you and turns the bed into nothing more than a squeaky noisy problem. It could've turned out real embarrassing if not one of you had turned on your hazy braincells.

"itto wait!" you foolishly whine, "shit, too loud!" he bottoms out and smacks his balls into you, remembering the obscene situation as the bed loudly creaked. "shit, shit shit." your mouth clashes onto his with saliva bubbling out of the outer parts of your lips. Yet you don't stop, instead you grind your pretty cunt on him and smear his filth over your soft walls.

"do you think?" you're concerned for the obvious, stilling yourself, "no no, don't worry baby." itto speaks up, "are you sure? we were very loud right now." he captures your body in between his arms to twitch inside your core, you on the other hnd never adjusted to his large dick— you just couldn't stop pulsing on his length, it's swilled with your liquids. "i got you, i'm sure she didn't hear anything."

while you do want to place your greatest trust into him, you weren't stupid, but amidst the sinfulness of it all, you nod your head at him. "we need to finish this quickly." whispering from above, your warm breath fans over his skin.

itto doesn't answer, there was no need for it, not now at least. He reaches up to lift your chin to lead you towards his lips and you cry into the sloppy kiss while his other hand dampened down on your folds, roughly stimulating you with his knuckles. "i- fuck, i-got-you." he finally says in between groans and urges you to continue, "i'll make you cum on me." his words came out in a stitched together grunt.

his mind— it was gone and clouded and another moan leaves him right after at the galvanizing sight of you. Itto braces himself and leads you to heaven, it's overbearing and frustrating, but the new punctuated jolts were closing down on your sensitive cores, they were tempting and pressing on your beating thuds.

all you could think of was for him to please please go faster, but it wasn't possible, not anymore. okay, well, it was but, you would equally be busted and you were sure the embarrassment of being caught by his fucking grandma during the act alone would give you terrible nightmares for years on end.

his knuckles dig into your shining folds and rub you fiercely while taking you with his cock. By how rough itto was fucking you now you had to close your hand around his mouth again so he could freely grunt and moan— vocalize his pleasure to you so you can latch onto him finer, constrict on his shaft and milk him dry until he's wet of a white ring of arousal, the clear determination to finally cum was genuinely all you both could think of.

you cry yourself into his shoulder when he pulls you to him, fisting his palms into your draped up dress to practically rush you back and forward— using you as a fucktoy to drench his cock in. His hips are stuttering and you knew he was close— because in truth, you were too, the continuous intrusion of his sensual tip on your pleased insides felt so fucking fine you thought you were actually going to tear up from it.

it's when it began to burn as he continuously smacked his hips into you, both tightly squished into each others embrace and melting into your bodies. You were drooling on your entire chin and then it happened, bringing you back to the overstimulation which was twice as powerful, twice as deep— pulling out your climax from your strangled rooted core as you violently clenched on his heavy cock, your orgasm thundering over you.

"too much, too much!" you whisper cry on him and itto plants one of his hands on the back of your head to squish you close as he climaxed too, sealing his lips as you pressed your hand into him. "I'm so close— so close so close." his hips were still going but slower, his calloused palm holding you down, guiding you where he required you to release his seed, paint your walls with silken white and calm your inflamed skin.

"fuck!" he moans and his eyes roll back, "inside— im inside you." itto feels empty but fulfilled, the compressed position was in any other occasion insanely unfitting and uncomfortable, but for you there wasn't a better one. His breathing was hot and the entire room smelled of sex and filth, the spilling ropes of cum were seeping right out of you.

the both of you were utterly panting and damn, itto came a lot, cummed as deep as he could and his grunts were still there— low and under the shadowy rasps, leaving it to you to finish him and he relishes in it, entirely, when being milked by a warm cunt such as yours, a claimed one, by him alone.

it's silent before your thoughts come back swirling, heated but never forgotten, you prop yourself with your arms and smile at him, but then it hit you.

"no no." you panic and your eyes glue down on your not so innocent lower region, "we made a mess." he smirks back at you, all puffed out and blowing. "how do we cover that?!"

you lift your hips and are now presented with the post nut problem, vision still glassed up and shaded by how good you were being fucked just moments ago. "wait let me-" itto helps you lay down while he sits up on the bed, his cock limply coated in arousal, "do you need- uh, wait!"

he swiftly searches around the room and finds a towel, hastily handing it to you, "thanks." you shyly mumble, still sore, "how do i look?" you ask him jokingly while fixing your make-up simultaneously to rubbing off the crumbling perspiration on your body.

"like you just had the best orgasm in the world." he sings, putting up his pants while helping you as much as he could. "you're one to talk." you tease, breathless and still hot, pulling down your dress as itto reaches out his arm to you, aiding you to stand up.

a hand falls heavy on his palm and you curse yourself for not figuring out sooner that you were thoroughly sore and done— swelling and used, especially your muscles were burning, searingly aching, "oh— easy now." itto could do this all day, watch you fix yourself after he fucked your brains out— minus the doing it in his old bedroom. His inflated ego breaks records, "are you okay?" but the concern in his voice was sweet, "y-yes."

"lets eat dinner then!" you almost forgot about that.

he rubs his belly and you nod your head in agreement, spouting out a wheezy laugh while you began to fix his hair, "— and hope your grandma didn't hear a thing." and end his sentencing at last.

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[obsessivelullabies]

⎯ pervert arataki itto.

pairing : arataki itto x fem!reader.

tags : smut, arataki itto x reader, itto x reader, pervert itto, genshin x reader, genshin impact.

warnings : stalking, smut, 18+, yandere behavior.

authors note : unedited, short.

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⎯⎯ you were a simple woman. you resided in inazuma. if there was anything to say about you, it would be that you enjoyed peace and quiet. you didn't like anything to be big, flashy or troublesome. you can still remember the day you met itto.

⎯⎯ you were indulging in some ramen from a street vendor, as you handed over your mora, you heard a deafening cry of chaos. a massive oni announcing himself as he strolled down the street.

⎯⎯ to make a long, dragged on story short of poor haggling and pleading, you ended up buying this oni his own bowl of ramen. to your own dismay, as you tried to leave, you were followed.

"hey! heyyy!" the oni repeated as you tried your best to quicken your pace in a poor attempt to be away from him.

you sighed, trying your best to keep your manners, "hello." you greeted him flatly, giving him a weak smile.

the oni strode beside you, a wide grin on his face as he held the bowl of ramen in his hand. "i've never seen you here before. who are you?"

as you opened your mouth to give him a short introduction, he cut you off. "name's arataki itto, you probably know who i am." itto hooted, "the leader of the famous arataki gang!" he boasted.

"..never heard of it." you mumbled, keeping a quick pace, lest he try to recruit you into his weird street gang.

⎯⎯ itto's jaw practically dropped. your small interjection caused him to begin a series of ramblings about him, his gang, what his gang did. you didn't pay attention to most of it.

⎯⎯ itto felt immediately drawn to you. you were so sweet to him, buying him ramen, giving him a cute smile and listening to his yapping. from the first day you met, itto vowed to stay by your side, to protect the kind young woman who had done such a thoughtful small gesture for him.

⎯⎯ and that's exactly what he did. he followed you around, observed you, made sure you steered clear of danger. he thought of it as bonding. bonding without your knowledge or consent.

⎯⎯ from what you knew, you ran into itto every so often. you two would chat casually about nothing in particular. you even invited him over for tea.

itto rushed out of your quiet home, right after he finished a small chat alongside tea with you.

he had a treasured possession stuffed into his pants. a pair of your delicate, lacy panties.

itto practically bolted towards a discreet alley, clutching your panties in his hand. he stared at them in contemplation. his granny raised his to respect women. to not be gross or lewd.

that was all thrown out the window when he caught a whiff of your essence.

almost instantly, his large hand was down his pants, teasing his leaking cock as he stroked himself. his other hand held your panties up to his nose, he buried his face into your scent.

a part of him felt gross, but the other part could only think about how your walls would feel squeezed around him, milking his balls.

he thought about how good he’d fuck you, how your perky tits would bounce as he claimed you over and over again.

itto’s mind was consumed with the thought. he’d breed you, stuff your gorgeous cunt with his babies, make you feel so good.

itto came hard, his cum staining the inside of his pants. he groaned, panting as he envisioned your gorgeous body and your pretty smile.

he knew he had to make his fantasy real. he had to have you.

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[fictoculus]

☆ itto drabble.

THINKING ABOUT... going through baby photos with itto.

"LOOK AT YOUR LITTLE BOOTS!!!! YOUR BOOTS!!!"

your boyfriend, itto, is practically screaming, with his face mere inches away from the aged, creased photo of you as a toddler. he just can't help himself. he is completely entranced by you; your smile, your outfit, your height, everything, little you was just so cute! (of course, he still thinks you're beyond adorable now... but your boots!!!)

"i get it, i get it, the boots are cute-"

"BUT THEY'RE SOOOOOOOOO CUTE [NAME]"

nothing can get through to him; not grabbing him by the shoulders and shaking him, nor ruffling his hair or even poking his horns. just wait until he sees your little ducky sweater...

"AWWWWW YOUR SWEATER!!! YOU'RE SUCH A CUTIE"

he points a finger at the yellow pullover, which was a couple sizes too big, hanging off your shoulders and stopping a little past your knees. he really is a child at heart, but you have to admit, it's something you really love about him.

you'll have to wrestle the photobook off of him if you want even a chance at getting your boyfriend back, no matter how much he whines and pouts afterwards.

if anyone is a cutie, it's him...

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[hallayaps]

Hallo :D

Can I please request either Itto, Kaveh or Alhaitham (you can choose since idk what characters you like writing and i love them all) with a reader who was injured in battle with them. <3

Requests are always open ^^

Hallo :D

You requested either but i couldn't help but to do all LOL, i love all those characters as well so don't you worry, you didn't mention if it's about how they take care of the reader or how they protect them or how would they react seeing them get hurt so i took liberty at doing that i hope you enjoy :>

Notes: reader is gender neutral, has a hydro vision and is a blue oni due to recessive genes and all in ittos part, reader knows both kaveh and alhaitham from the academia in their separate parts and is a researcher for the academia AND is roommates with kaveh and alhaitham but they come and go because they go all around teyvat... Blablabla let's get started (⁠≧⁠▽⁠≦⁠).

It's my first time writing, English isn't my first language, characters aren't lovers yet but it takes that route somehow, enjoy :)

ITTO

Inazuma's sky was a tapestry of darkening hues, with the sun dipping below the horizon, casting long shadows across the vibrant landscape.

You had recently arrived in Inazuma, seeking to understand more about your heritage as a blue oni after going and tracking your family lineage and figuring out Inazuma could be a good head start.

To your luck (?) you met Yae Miko and she took interest in you because of your unique looks that people don't see everyday, or at least these present times they don't, with her sly smile, suggested you meet Arataki Itto, as she explained that he leads a gang and all you were visibly concerned as he seemed troublesome but when she mentioned he was a fellow oni you somewhat relaxed and understood why him exactly.

The meeting was nothing short of electrifying. Itto’s enthusiasm was infectious, and he immediately took you under his wing, thrilled to have found another oni, he talked and talked, bragged about his horns and compared them to yours.

And as you walked through the streets of Inazuma, Itto regaled you with tales of his adventures and avoided his misadventures but clearly he was a very bad liar, you two passed time and he decided he totally had to introduce you to his gang, so y'all began looking for them here and there.

But the evening took a sudden turn when you encountered a group of Abyss Order members. Itto, always eager for a fight, drew his weapon with a grin. You summoned your Hydro vision, water swirling around you as you prepared to defend yourself.

The battle was fierce, the Abyss mages casting dark spells while you and Itto fought back with ferocity. In the midst of the chaos, a mage’s attack broke through your defenses, especially that you were trying to focus on your charged attack, the mage came through and as he was using the electro element it caused a reaction between you two and as much as you protected the side of your stomach was hurt badly, pain eating all your senses and crushing your stability, you fell into the ground holding where you were hurt while trying to recover fast before anything more happened.

“No!” Itto screamed as he was fighting the abyss Heralds , filled with rage and concern. He charged forward, dispatching the remaining enemies with a flurry of powerful serious blows on the contrary of his nature. When the last of the Abyss Order was defeated, he rushed to your side, worry etched on his face, his joyous usual unserious expression wiped of his face, he held your face looking for traces of life on it, and then he averted his gaze down where your holding yourself as he pushed your arms aside softly he saw the bruising and he felt a mix of complex emotions such as fury and worry and sadness.

“Hang in there, buddy,” he said, his voice uncharacteristically soft. “We’ll get you fixed up in no time.” he tried to smile to encourage you, he helped you get up but seeing how unstable you were although you were persistent on being okay, he lifted you in his arms in bridal style.

Itto carried you back to the city, his strength making the journey swift. He took you to a healer, staying by your side as they treated your wounds. Despite the pain, you couldn’t help but feel a sense of belonging, knowing that you had a friend who would protect you no matter what, but at the same time you contemplated whether to ask the healer about the strange beating in your heart, but that wasn't a thing until Itto touched your face softly and it increased when he lifted you, is something wrong and is it because of the injury or what?

You wondered, you seemed out of it so he called out "you with us buddy?" As you came back to reality you looked at him bashfully as you cursed yourself at your strange actions right now, but you decided to brush it off.

"yeah, I'm okay don't worry"

;)

Alhaitham

The Akademiya was a distant memory, but its shadows still lingered in your life. You and Alhaitham had grown from rivals to reluctant allies, as y'all grew up and see it all as a silly past and just your time as teenagers, now sharing an apartment in Sumeru, y'all were close... Very close and everyone noticed that but only you two seemed oblivious that y'all acted like a married couple most of the time. Your role as a researcher kept you constantly on the move, and Alhaitham often joined you on these expeditions, his knowledge and analytical mind proving invaluable, you guys lived together because you didn't see a need to get a whole apartment for yourself if you're constantly here and there, and alhaitham didn't mind your company. He totally doesn't enjoy you being around and hopes for your researching to be in semuru most of the time, ooh you totally don't make his house feel like a home in addition to kaveh :P.

Once, his deep dark (?) wishes totally did become true and you were doing your job in semuru, surprisingly he was reading books in that field and decided to accompany you, according to him he has to see if the contenf of the books was reliable because they were old and there was little to no knowledge capsules about it, such journey led you deep into the Sumeru rainforest, where you were investigating the unique properties of the local flora. Alhaitham was beside you, his calm demeanor a stark contrast to the vibrant chaos of the jungle. As you meticulously cataloged your findings, an ominous rustling drew your attention.

Without warning, a band of treasure hoarders emerged, eyes gleaming with greed. They had heard rumors of your discoveries and wanted them for themselves, seeing them hurling in your direction Alhaitham reacted instantly, his Dendro vision activating as he created barriers to protect you both.

The fight was intense, with the treasure hoarders pressing their advantage. You used your Hydro vision to fend them off, and although it was a great combanation with alhaithams and created hyper blooms, they outnumbered y'all and only focused on you as a target so it was significantly hard to keep up, a well-aimed strike from a hoarder’s blade found its mark, cutting through your defenses and leaving a deep gash on your arm.

Alhaitham’s expression darkened, his usually composed features although he's not very expressive a visible fury was taking over his face, and instead of defences he harshly attacked. He dispatched the attackers with a series of precise, devastating blows. When the last of them lay defeated, he turned to you, his hands gentle as he inspected your wound.

“You should have been more careful,” he said, his voice tinged with a rare softness. “We need to get you treated immediately. Let's take you to tighnari and see what we can do, he's surely around the corner”

Despite the pain, you managed a weak smile. “You sound like you care.”

Alhaitham rolled his eyes, but his concern was evident. “Of course, I care. Let’s get back to the city.” he stopped your bleeding by wrapping a cloth tightly around your injured arm and in one swift motion he lifted you as if you were weightless.

The journey back was a blur, with Alhaitham supporting you every step of the way. Arriving at tighnari's, he meticulously treated your injury, alhaitham joining for help and to support you during the quick operation, his hands steady and sure. As you rested, you realized that beneath his aloof exterior, Alhaitham truly cared for you, a bond forged in the fires of shared adversity. You felt a blush coming and blooming in your cheeks and as the two showed concern you played it off ”ah, probably a fever, maybe that blade was infected?” but you shouldn't have said that, as now tighnari is going to run more tests and alhaitham is gonna be close for a longer time.

Or maybe it was for the best?

;)

kaveh

Life with Kaveh was never dull. The architect’s passion for his work often led him into interesting—and sometimes dangerous—situations. You, once rivals in the Akademiya, had grown close, now sharing an apartment (under the "mercy" of alhaitham) and frequently crossing paths in your respective careers, you were a researcher, and as one of kavehs greatest and closest friends, that only know about his living situation with alhaitham as you were the same although you payed your rent.

You often inspired him, by your findings and your journeys, you were like an long time open book helping him to never run out from inspiration, and in return he'd share his thoughts on the riddles and the origins of your findings, analyzing the patterns and all, and although y'all could just somehow catch alhaitham in a good mood and free and ask him, it was way fun and it was a great route of passing time.

One day, Kaveh was commissioned to deliver a custom design to a client in the bustling city of Port Ormos. Ever the perfectionist, he had poured his heart into the project, and you decided to accompany him for support. The sun was setting as you arrived at the meeting point, a shadowy alley that immediately put you on edge. You clenched your fist just in case, as your other hand held your sword in a way that wasn't visible for the other party, your vision dimly illuminating that Alley.

As Kaveh presented his work, the supposed clients revealed their true intentions. They were scammers, seeking to steal his designs and leave him empty-handed. Before he could react, they attacked, intent on taking everything.

Kaveh fought back with surprising tenacity, using his knowledge to his advantage in his fighting style. You summoned your Hydro vision, creating barriers of water to protect him. But in the chaos, and in your focus on their target, your dear friend, one of the scammers landed a blow on you instead, as they didn't care for who is the actual target and with who they were doing business, leaving you wounded.

“No!” Kaveh shouted, his eyes wide with fear and anger. He knocked the assailant away, his normally gentle demeanor replaced by fierce determination. “You’ll regret this!”

With a final, desperate push, you and Kaveh drove the scammers off. Panting and bloodied, Kaveh rushed to your side, his hands trembling as he checked your wound. “You’re hurt… I should have been more careful.”

“It’s not your fault,” you reassured him, wincing as pain flared. “We need to get back and treat this.” he said.

Kaveh helped you to your feet, his support unwavering as you made your way back to the city. Once home, he carefully tended to your injury, his touch filled with guilt and concern. “I’m so sorry,” he murmured, his voice breaking. “I never wanted you to get hurt because of me.”

You reached out, taking his hand. “We’ve been through worse, Kaveh. I’m just glad we’re both okay.” you smiled lightly to reassure him, the injury wasn't that bad but he clearly felt guilty as he thought it was all because of him.

As the night wore on, the pain faded, replaced by the comforting presence of your very close friend. Kaveh’s usual cheer slowly returned, his worry giving way to relief. In that moment, you quietly admired him, how his hair framed his face ever so perfectly, how he smiled and reacted to alhaithams teasing, and how he gently tended to your needs and how soft his touch was on your skin, it seems like you're yet to figure out why you became so aware of everything concerning him, and the weird pace your heart is beating at, but you just thanked the dendro archon for the safety of everyone silently in your heart, as you tried to brush off the million thoughts that are running around in your head and took a glass of liquor to toast with your friends.

;)

Aurelia.

[newtabfics]

Bully/Degenerate Itto x Nerdy/Secret Pervert Fem!Reader Headcanon School AU.

Degenerate Itto who loves to bully you. He likes teasing you for being a bit quiet nerdy girl. You're just such a pathetic, meek thing.

Degenerate Itto who only goes to the library to read some manga and cut class. He doesn't have anywhere else to be so he might as well read some comics in the library right?

Degenerate Itto who hears the soft whimper and follows the noise. He hears your voice softly and peeks around the corner. He sees you at one of the tables, head resting on it as you're twitching and writhing.

"Hey. The fuck is wrong with ya shortie?" He asks, approaching you and frowning at your flustered face as you push yourself against the table a bit.

Degenerate Itto who knows the gesture all too well and pulls your seat back. It doesn't matter how fast you rip your hand out from under your skirt, he can see your slick on your fingers.

"Oh damn, Shortie. You're a nasty pervert. Touching yourself in the school library."

He grabs your wrist and pulls your fingers to his mouth. He licks and shivers as he tastes you, licking your fingers clean and smirks at your flustered expression.

"C'mon. My car. I can make you feel so much better than your fingers."

Degenerate Itto who knows how to eat pussy. He's got you laid out in his backseat with his huge arms locked around your waist. He's holding you in place as he slurps loudly, thrusting his tongue as he licks out your orgasms.

Somewhere in the background, you swear you could hear AC/DC playing and want to roll your eyes at the stereotype that he is but instead your eyes roll to the back of your head and you're sobbing and moaning as you grip his hair and rock your hips against his mouth.

His dick is throbbing under his jeans as he grinds against the seat, desperate for more than just eating you out. He's whining and moaning into you.

"Fuck, nerd. You're so tasty. They should make a candy that tastes like you," He hummed. "So many guys would be buying it, hoping to taste you."

Degenerate Itto who laughs and pulls back right as you're about to come and palms himself. He looks to you and asks, "Can I fuck you now? I really wanna fuck you but...shit. Baby, I think I might break your little pussy."

Degenerate Itto who gets pussy drunk and keeps pumping you despite how many times he's already made you come. He's addicted. He's so fucking hooked on you as he feels you squeezing him.

"Oh my fucking god yes, Baby!" He moans, gripping your hips tight as he makes you ride him harder. "God yeah. Look at you. Riding my dick like a little bitch in heat. You're so fucking sexy like this, Shortie. That's it. Milk that cock. Ride that cock cuz it's the only cock you're ever gonna think about again, right? Yeah?"

Degenerate Itto who pumps you full and buries himself so deep, he swears he feels your cervix. He probably was now that he thinks on it.

Degenerate Itto who, after you've come down from the high and he's helped clean you up, doesn't hesitate to get Plan B.

"I mean, it's my fault for fucking you out. I got a little carried away."

Degenerate Itto who asks you on a date after.

[cinnamon303444]

Kissing Headcanons For

Kaeya, Diluc, Itto, and the Travelers

Kaeya would kiss you like it was the first and last time he ever would. He'd start slow at first so as not to scare you away no matter how long you've been together. He's supposed to be a gentleman, after all, but he can't help himself. you're sitting on his lap panting because he's actively stealing your breath away. He loves you, and no matter where you two are, he will always share the most romantic kiss with you and feel no shame.

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Diluc shares soft, gentle kisses with you, he's worried that you'll leave him like everyone else but he begs to keep you close, you two share kisses in private, kisses where your pressed so close together you were sure he wanted to fuse you too together so their is no chance of you leaving. But despite the secretive kissing, there will still be soft touches, on your lower back, your shoulder, and when he's partially sappy, he'll caress those pretty lips of yours

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Itto likes to be romantic, slow sensual kisses is what he always has in mind when he kisses you, he wants you to feel special and loved but he can't help how rough he's being, your lips are sure to be black and blue by the time your finished and their already swollen, he'll nip at your bottom and top lip with his fangs and apologize profusely once you draw blood, he's sloppy and unorganized but he means well, better to go for quick pecks now and again instead.

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Aether is nervous. He hasn't ever kissed before and acts like he hasn't even if he has, but he's trying, sweetly kissing you softly at first. You'll both be panting after fighting with some hilichurls, and he'll just grab your face and kiss you, he didn't mean to make it so rough but he just loves you so much he can't stand the idea of losing you.

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Lumine, unlike her brother, is a little rougher. She knows what she wants, and she will get it, she kisses you like it will be the last time she will ever be able to, after losing her brother she was unsure if she would ever be able to care for someone like that again, then you came along and she wasn't about to let you go, you'll be in her lap or vice virsa and she'll barely let you get the air you desire.

[vxiphoid]

PIXELATED ZEN

❨ summary ❩ genshin › genshin men playing minecraft with you ((ft. alhaitham, itto, cyno, diluc, kazuha, kaeya, heizou, & xiao))

tags ✧ modern au, drabble, fluff, chaotic energy, not proofread, cursing, ooc(?), established relationship, gn!reader, kaeya sets a forest on fire, alhaitham does not appreciate bees, mentions of pixelated deaths

amanuensis’ message ⊹ IM NOT TRYING TO KILL MY OTHER FANDOMS I SWEAR… im gonna back up from twst for a bit (im literally posting scarabia soon.) you can clearly tell who my favorites are… this unlocked a whole different part of my brain holy shit im deceased

⌜200+ e/chara ⌟

♫ blossom - t. shan

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ALHAITHAM

╰┈➤ tbh he thinks minecraft is stupid, i mean, why not read a book instead of burning the images of pixels into your eye sockets😒 yeah, he’d just rather books. its a game about blocks, what could possibly be so interesting? he will admit the music is… nice. its nostalgic even though he’s never heard the track before. his favorite animals are the axolotl idk they’re his little pookies. its their little stick arms, they look so silly… as soon as haitham found out that you could color things its over, he make some sweet things like putting a sign on top of your shared house with both initials with colored dye. he’s so happy, just not very vocal about it, but he has the smallest of smiles. he definitely has headphones with the crochet sprout on it omg😭 alhaitham does not like bees whatsoever, they stung him for trying to get food. he just wanted honey :[

“look, the dog’s collar is blue. and the sign’s letters are green and then if you add a glow squid’s ink, it lights up.”

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ARATAKI ITTO

╰┈➤ he has waited YEARS for someone to play minecraft with him omfg. certified snack hoarder for times like these. you both literally hit each other to show love, you’ve accidentally killed him once bc he didn’t tell you that he had like half a heart… itto likes the water, hates the guardians because who do you think you are attacking him out of nowhere??? gets one shotted by the elder guardian while trying to fight it with a stick and then blames it on magma blocks pulling him down. GAMING WITH HIM IS NEVER CALM GODS💀 you cannot lay on him or anything bc as soon as those cave sounds or disc 13 start playing, he’s already done sprung out of his seat. his screams are actually really funny though, you got him a cat from how much he’s been assaulted by creepers. when you introduced him to shaders, he was so in awe. “babe i have a shadow!” type of excitement JAKEJEJDMnda.

“the cat’s name is sir arataki the third, you are now my loyal guard cat. who’s an adorable little guy?”

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CYNO

╰┈➤ look at this nerd (affectionate), ofc he plays cubecraft. loved it so much that when he didn’t have the actual game, he would play the really bad knockoffs💀 plays on console so you can sit between his legs, lean back, and game with him. cyno hate the split screen because he always gets confused on what side he’s on so he lets you use his switch, that way you’re both still comfortable. he’s more of an explorer if you do get mod packs for him, likes the horror ones the most. there’s nothing like hitting the enemy or shit talking the thing that could potentially one shot you with your s/o‼️ yall crouch a lot, its like a little dance. he really likes the disc “far” it itches his brain in the right way. definitely downloads the little raccoon mobs but then regrets it because he gives up all his berries to them, look at their little begging arms, literally how can you say no to that?? AND THEY WASH THE BERRIES. you both fall asleep to the ambience and to each others breathing all cuddled up ‘n warm. cyno absentmindedly sings the music while chopping wood or mining that shit has you SLUMPED. he kisses your head when you fall asleep, smiling like a silly goober.

“do-do-do-do do-do-do-do do, neow neow neow nneow neeeowwww… huh? oh, i’m almost done then we can go to bed, yeah? i’ll charge the switch too, don’t worry. just rest.”

(he’s singing that one part in danny lmfao)

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DILUC

╰┈➤ diluc does not understand the concept of minecraft but its okay, he’s just happy to be here. he also doesn’t call it minecraft but “cave game”, the original name, he did his research though it is rare that he actually calls it minecraft. found out that you could breed animals and accidentally made a pack of wolves. diluc is really good with redstone its actually insane😭 he’s the type to protect you the whole time while you’re getting flowers for the house, boyfriend bodyguard. diluc doesn’t play much because of his job but when he does, he’s prepared to sit for hours and spend time with you :(. these are the times where he’s most affectionate, randomly kissing your cheek, getting water for the both of you before you play, etc. luc loves the mod pack “industrial”, he can build machines, how neat is that??? also it has way more OMFP with the added features it has yk? he likes the trains :D

“is the water running…? the water’s running, they have moving windmills!”

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KAEDEHARA KAZUHA

╰┈➤ kazuha has the most expensive equipment yet doesn’t use this shit half of the time unless he’s streaming with heizou??? like im talking msi infinite rs pc, multiple monitors, a graphic drawing tablet, headphones with immaculate sound quality AND!!! the ear cups have fucking cyberpunk 3d wing guards on them. but anyways, minecraft, yes, he plays. in fact, kaedehara has about 10 beaten hardcore worlds every time a new update comes out, he must beat the game again. he rarely plays minecraft without his shaders so when you want to play the original og minecraft, he doesn’t mind, he actually enjoys the nostalgia. so much so the music is actually his background music when he’s just lazing around. words cannot express how much he dislikes (hates) wardens omg. he’ll protect you from them but if there were diamonds behind a warden, ig he’s going somewhere else😭 kazuha gives you random shit, weather that be something really sweet or questionable…

“love, do you want my rotten flesh? here<3 oh! and, i also got you some steak, you’re low on hearts…”

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KAEYA

╰┈➤ he’s heard of it, watched people play, just never played it. but when he does… he’s a menace. kaeya got his hands on flint and steel and set an entire jungle on fire… but he can be sweet sometimes! you’re the one protecting his ass while he walks around at night UNARMED to gather blue flowers for you. like you’re cute, but take a shield or something😭 he’s jumped off of a tall building before and landed on half a heart for a stack of bread you didn’t want. he’s rather oblivious to the mobs around him, he once thought shulkers were friends because they were just “silly little guys in little boxes” yk until they almost killed him. you bought him his own skin and introduced him to parrots and now its his favorite animal, he looks like a pirate!!! kaeya is chaotically sweet.

“yes, you almost died protecting me but how could you resist my everlasting love plus pixelated blue flowers?”

(has a cat unironically named ice spice LMFAO)

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SHIKANOIN HEIZOU

╰┈➤ your boyfriend is good at literally anything else BUT minecraft. its the way this game constantly has it out for him too like what did bro do??🙁 heizou stream’s with kazuha every now and again and on those, he still doesn’t know what to do… he’d rather play on the servers, bedwars in particular. extremely good at bw, you’d rather NOT be his enemy😭😭 wins almost every single game even when he carries, rank 98 in the server. yet when it comes to a casual server between you and him, the chats are filled with his deaths and his hashtagged rages💀 heizou despises silverfish which is also why he hates going into strongholds, they could get stomped on for all he cares! >:( he has texture packs with really beautiful skies and then a picnic mod so he can stargaze with you and eats minecraft cake :(<3

“oh. babe, green is heading for our bed, no pressure or anything. i loovveee youuu😚”

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XIAO

╰┈➤ xiao has the MOST downloaded mod packs, shaders, and worlds. not very expensive mod packs most of the time but when they are, they’re always good. spends his time fighting off mobs at night, #1 totem holder. he even has his own custom skin!!! he’s kinda been waiting for you to ask so when you do play mc together, you already have your own room, but when you voluntarily move your bed into his room to sleep… he melts. xiao loves cuddling while the two of you play, he’d rather your arms around him than the other way around, feels more intimate. you have matching hoodies for occasions like this. he has the dragon mod pack and has his own golden and orange dragon named ‘li’. he doesn’t talk while gaming, curses silently when he gets hit, but other than that doesn’t talk. if you want to talk, he’ll listen, he likes hearing about your day :].

“no, keep talking. i’m listening. see, li’s listening too.”