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i’m so OBSESSED with ur EX !!

warnings: FEM READER!! NSFW, arle is childe’s ex, ur dating childe but you cheat on him with arle SORRY, childes a jackass in this one. f!ngering. yeah.

characters: arlecchino :3 and childe

bambis comments: THANK YOU OLIVIA FOR WRITING THE SAPPHIC ANTHEM OF THE YEAR!!

you should be mad. no, really.

your boyfriend has been conversing with his ex girlfriend, arlecchino, so casually for about ten minutes. he brought you to this fancy fatui party as soon as he was recovered, and now is talking buisness over with someone he probably kissed multiple times.

so you should be mad. right?

the knave cuts her eyes directly at you, the dark red x shaped pupils cave straight into you. you gulp. shit

“i’ll leave you two to your night. please excuse me, miss y/n. tartaglia,” the knave turns to him. “treat her to a wonderful night. she is a wonderful woman.”

arlecchino bows her head in goodbye, looking one last time at you, and makes her leave.

childe sits down back at the table he left you at, clearing his throat. “sorry about that,” he states. “after all that business went down in fontaine, the knave and i still have some matters to discuss and plan- are you okay?”

you at him quickly, ripping your eyes from the path arle walked away from your table before.

“yes! the knave.. the knave knows how to make an impression. does she not?” you bring your drink to your lips, attempting to stifle your current flustered nature.

“…yes, she does,” your boyfriend says, confused on your current state. “honey, there’s nothing between the two of us anymore. for tsaritsas sake, she doesn’t even like men anymore!” childe laughs. “there is nothing. i’m sorry if i hurt you just now.”

he reaches across the table for your hand, and you take it. you smile at him, but your eyes flicker down to your hands. still, you think, these hands.. and the knave… who knows? you blush at the thoughts

he then takes your hand and brings it to his lips, kissing your knuckles gently. ah, your mind wanders again, how the knave would kiss… how she would use her mouth to render someone completely useless in her hold…

your thoughts dance with the infection that was the knave.. her hands, her lips, her eyes, just plainly her. how she would talk, how she would stare, how she was in bed….

childe clears his throat again, snapping you out of whatever that was. “if you would excuse me, i have something to attend to, my love.”

“ah, yes. that’s fine,” you reply, pulling your hand back. “go ahead.” with that, childe stands up from your table, and wanders off towards a corner of the snezniyan restaurant with many diplomats, making his return known.

childe seems to forget the details he had let you know about the knave, how enchanting she truly was. but you remember every one. every last thing he had to say about her. god, she’s beautiful. not just beautiful, she’s fucking hot.

this whole dinner was making you feel sick. you bring a napkin up to your mouth, trying to quell whatever is inside you.

once you decide you can’t go on, you raise yourself from your seat. you slowly make your way towards the ladies restroom, and might find some solace in just getting away from it all.

you slam the door open, going straight for the sink. you splash minimal water on your face, avoiding ruining your makeup. you place your hands on either side of the counter, staring up into the expensive mirror.

shit

you find the x shaped pupils staring back at you from near the door. the knave must have slipped in during your moment.

“arlecchino! so good to.. see you again. you must forgive me for my, state…” you laugh, turning around to face the harbinger.

she only smiles politely, and takes a step towards you. “if i may, miss y/n?” she asks, reaching her hand towards your face. “let me assist you with your makeup.”

you stand perfectly still as the harbingers fingers come impossibly close to your face, chilling nails gently wiping your little patch of smeared mascara. this close, you could smell her cologne. the lumidouce bell mixed with sandalwood filled your senses.

your heart starts to beat faster. looking into her eyes, you can tell she picks up on this fact. the feeling of her sharp, merciless hands on your face had your mind wandering. wandering about what else those hands could do to you.

your eyes flicker down to her lips, the ones you had been dreaming of all night.

“miss y/n? is everything alright? you seem a little… flushed.” the knave states, a slight smirk on her face. you could tell she was somewhat enjoying this moment.

you really shouldn’t be here. fantasizing about your boyfriend’s ex girlfriend, in a bathroom. with her.

but god, when would you ever get a moment like this again? you bit your lip subtly, and raised your hand to fit hers. she lets you guide it slowly from your face to the hem of your dress, hiking it up a little.

“ah.” the knave states. “i see you require something tartaglia can’t give you. however, i do not take kindly to demands. my dear, you may have to tell me exactly what you need.”

she teases, running her nails along the skin of your thigh, every now and then dragging it ever so slightly up into your dress, just to bring it right back down.

“arlecchino.. i..” you start. you may have gotten yourself into a sticky situation with this one. she had you trapped like a prey animal in the woods, all because you led her too. “arlecchino.. please touch me.” you whisper out.

she hums in approval and slowly starts wisking her fingers up the dress, while slotting her head into the expanse of your shoulder.

“good girl.” the knave whispers, and you shudder.

kissing up your neck, she finds plush and warm places to suckle on. leaving dark red kiss marks all over your shoulder. your mouth opens in a silent moan, leaning your head back against the mirror in the bathroom.

still in your neck, the harbinger slides her hands from your thighs to your underside, lifting you quickly. she sets you down on the counter, leaving you two face to face. the cold tile makes you shiver, but you couldn’t feel more like fucking lava right now.

she lifts your ankles up slowly, taking off what shoes you had chosen for the night. reaching up your thighs again, arlecchino uses her sharp nail to hook onto your panties, dragging them down for her view. once they had gotten to a place where she could see them, she kneels down slightly. placing kisses on its wake, she slides them down.

over your thighs, knees, calves and eventually to your ankles. this action made you close your eyes and lean back. holy fuck, she’s good.

you can hear her scoff lightly, and come back to your face. she places her hands on either side, leaning in slowly. “you really are such a beautiful woman,” arlecchino whispers.

the kiss is passionate, but very mature. something less eager than childe had ever given you, but still with the same effect. still locked in the kiss, you notice a pressure in between your legs.

the knave started to work on you, slowly with her fingers. dragging her nails along the edges of your pussy, teasing. you were drenched by this point, honestly, so the sound it made was enough to make you flush more.

finally, she lifts away from your mouth and places her forehead on yours. looking into your eyes, she plunges her fingers into you. your hands search for any surface it can, landing one of the sinks for stability. your head pushes back against the mirror in pleasure.

she slowly works her fingers in you, sliding in and out painfully slowly. all while staring into your eyes, watching every reaction. you squirm as much as you can on this countertop, and she is enjoying every second of it.

she takes her thumb slowly to find your clit while her other fingers are busy, circling it. very slowly. you felt like you were going to explode.

“tartaglia doesn’t find this very easy to find.. no?” she teases, plunging deeper into your core. she starts to pick up the pace slightly.

“f…fuck no.. he.. doesn’t do it like you.” you stammer out, biting your lip again to suppress your cries.

you rock into her fingers when they come towards you, making the impact even stronger. she notices this, and smirks. she knows what kind of dazzling effect her whole body has on you. ex boyfriend’s pretty girlfriend, crying on her fingers right now. and she didn’t even have to try.

you can feel yourself building, and she knows it too. “come on pretty girl, show me. i know you can.” the knave talks to you, as your moans get louder and louder.

you catch a glimpse of yourself in the mirror across the room, disheveled and reaching for any surface you can. thinking about it, you don’t remember a time where childe got you this crazy, just on his fingers.

fuck him. this is what you needed right now. and the knave was here to bring it to you. on a silver, fucking platter.

there was no running away from it now, you were going to cum on her fingers, crying out. you lean your head back in a silent scream as it hits you, jerking your body towards her still. like a million cold knives hitting your body in the most pleasurable way, and your body surrendered to it.

arlecchino watched as your body gave this reaction to her, slowly pulling her fingers out of you. after you had come to your senses, she walked over to the sink whose mirror you had saw yourself in earlier, and washed her hands of you.

“if you ever need me again, just ask tartaglia.” the harbinger says, wiping her hand on a very expensive towel, and leaves the bathroom.

holy fucking shit.

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asher thoughts . . .

warnings: me being a simp for asher (we’re married, he’s my wife..) maybe a little steam

characters: asher talbot

bambis comments: EVERY MINUTE ERIK DOESNT UPLOAD ASHER CONTENT IS A MINUTE I SPEND IN A SPIRALLL. ok i love him im sorry. also this is probably a first part to asher thots…

think about anytime you’re up late doing something and you’re just laying there- too tired to take off makeup, wash your face, or even get into your jammies- ash will throw himself on top of you to wake you up. he’ll drag you to the washroom to do what you need to do, even if your head lulls against his shoulder in exhaustion.

think about asher holding your face. he traces over every crevice and freckle and dimple, and scratches your skin lightly with his nails to feel you. he always TRIES to make sure his hands are clean so he doesn’t accidentally make you break out, but it’s a usually a spur of the moment thing. looks into your eyes too long he can’t take it :(

think about playing smash with him. he’ll go easy on you a little but he’s good! he’ll giggle as your face scrunches up in frustration, and won’t really get that competitive. no matter what it’ll still end up in kisses and giggles. jigglypuff of death i say…

thinking about asher and play fighting. he’s not as big as david, and certainly not as strong, but boys got strength. he’s a werewolf, and he loves to just tussle with you. he’ll let you win sometimes, just like smash, but he there’s a competitive edge to his playfighting. egg him on a little bit, and try to get away and he’ll show you whose boss :3

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who would redacted characters main in genshin impact p1 . . .

warnings: swearing

characters: david, asher, milo, gavin, sam, porter

bambis comments: I DID THIS ON MY OLD BLOG BACK WHEN GENSHIN WAS SLIKE IN 2.1 or SOMETHING .. and i miss it so let’s redo it

DAVID SHAW

i think i honestly put diluc as well for my last post i did, BUT IM STILL A BELIEVER OKAY. david still truths in old 1.0 meta

ASHER TALBOT

STILL AN ASHER MAINS CHILDE TRUTHER OKAY. their personalities, childes playstyle, the memes. its just ash, OKAY

MILO GREER

loves the shogun, and her story. mans is still stuck in 2.0 and the complex reactions and new building styles it brought to the game. hes back on the raiden train esp shince chevvy came out in 4.3

GAVIN

ok yeah other than personality aside, gav enjoys the elemental skill based combat and the fast turn gameplay. he also just likes the fact that the elemental skill can do all the work for him :3

SAM COLLINS

he honestly doesn't know what this game is or how anything works, but he got his free noelle! he thinks shes adorable and can somewhat understand geo gameplay

PORTER SOLAIRE

honestly kinda a beast at the game. his fav element is electro and loves the buff that electro gained in 3.0

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fontaine hands . . .

warnings: swearing, 4.2 archon quest spoilers, hands, a little steamy in clorinde if you squint

characters: wriothesley, neuvelitte, lyney, lynette, navia, clorinde, furina and freminet

bambis comments: hai cuties!! i have an obsession with hands so i thought it would be a perfect first post LOL

WRIOTHESLEY

◦ jesus fucking CHRIST, this man has large hands. i mean like second to none in teyvat i would say

◦ his hands are bruised and often dirty. when they’re not inside of his gauntlets, his right is covered with dark bandages. he goes really soft when you take the time to clean his hands or even like his nails

◦just like massaging his hands while he tells you about his day, rubbing his temple with his freehand while he goes on and on about one inmate who always tries to pick a fight

◦speaking of his nails! they’re stubby and not painted. he doesn’t bite them they just like break off naturally due to the nature of his job and his gauntlets

◦he has silver rings for every finger it looks like, and he fidgets with them when he’s talking to anyone, rolling it around his fingers and back again

◦HIS HANDS SMELL LIKE TEA RAAAH

NEUVILLETTE

◦ skinny ass hands, but they’re long.

◦ he almost always wears his gloves, because underneath he has scales on his hands. his hands aren’t fully dragon like, still keeping a human like color, but many teal scales decorate his hands.

◦his fingernails are naturally tinted a little blue, and they’re on the longer side. he keeps them clean and pushes his cuticles back often

◦he’s often writing with his hands, rolling his quill/pen around his fingers when he thinks. his hands are skilled at writing, and can write rather fast.

◦a wrist roller. his wrists get tight from writing for hours on end and always makes sure to roll them out.

LYNEY

◦OH MY GOD. don’t even get me started…

◦another fontainian who’s hands are often concealed in his gloves. a magician never reveals his secrets, does he?

◦he has regular length hands, but they’re on the skinny side.

◦his hands are almost always clean, and have a very soft texture.

◦imagine lyney late at night practicing new card tricks without his gloves, using you as his test audience (he shows you all his tricks first anyway)

◦he has trimmed nails, that he paints black and red, to match his whole theme. they tend to be chipped however, and he needs lynette or you to keep repainting them.

◦his hands are obviously very practiced, and he takes great care of them

LYNETTE

◦she has smaller and skinny hands, very petite and cute

◦ due to her cat-like nature, her hands are very sensitive, and she prefers to keep her gloves on

◦ when she holds your hand she likes to keep her gloves on, just so she doesn’t get overwhelmed

◦ however, she likes taking her gloves off to hold your face, and memorize each and every crevice and dimple with her hands

◦ when she feels comfortable, she’ll let you see her hands, and trusts you to know her comfort level with her sensitivity

◦she keeps her nails long, and painted a teal. she often keeps up with her nail care, and looks after your nails as well

◦her hands smell like tea, like wrio, due to her often drinking and brewing the beverage.

NAVIA

◦ADORABLE HANDS, and very well kept!

◦ skinny and longer, and a little freckled near her wrist.

◦she only keeps a glove on one hand, and she prefers to hold your hand with that one!

◦very well kept nails, with sapphire colored nail polish adorning them. she seems like the type to get like gems and stuff put on her nails.

◦she knows you like her hands, so she always makes sure to put extra time into caring for them

◦her hands are incredibly soft, and don’t really get that clammy

◦navia would only get clammy if you were flustering her, which is not an easy feat

CLORINDE

◦beautiful lady, long skinny hands again however she doesn’t know how to look after her hands

◦ ITS NOT HER FAULT NO ONE TAUGHT HER OKAY!! before starting a relationship with you, she never put much thought into her hands!!

◦she often keeps her gloves on, and like washes her hands when needed but she doesn’t take care of her nails or put lotion on or NOTHING

◦her nails are stubby, and might have leftover polish from the last time you attempted to paint her nails

◦with handling her weapons, she has very tactful hands and is not very clumsy

◦where she puts her hands is very, how do i say, purposeful

◦she might feign oblivion, but she knows exactly what she’s doing with her hands

FURINA DE FONTAINE

◦oh ho ho? you want to see the dear lady furinas hands?

◦only furina would take this much care into something she’s going to just put a glove over but WHATEVER

◦she’s got small hands, with many jewels and rings adorning her fingers

◦she looks after her nails with the upmost pride, and keeps them constantly painted and pristine

◦like clorinde, she is very purposeful where she puts her hands. your dear lady knows you, and knows exactly what makes you flustered (and oh does she love that)

◦she would love to help you look after your hands, and even help you paint a most magnificent nail art on your nails oh ho ho!

FREMINET

◦smaller hands, with larger palms, with FRECKLES!! and i mean freckles .

◦freminet doesn’t necessarily have clumsy hands, due to his work on per and other mechs, but his hands aren’t as practiced as other fontainians

◦his hands can also get clammy due to his shyness, and doesn’t want to bother you with that

◦HOWEVER, you can hold his hand all you want underwater. there’s no risk there, and he’s fully confident. maybe he’ll work up to holding your hand above the sea

◦he is very shy, and earlier on in your relationship, and is careful if he puts his hands on you if he does AT ALL…

◦ often under the water, his nails are always clean but still stubby, and never painted (but he wouldn’t be apposed to you painting them) ((just be prepared for a flustered frem))