#for now i‘m thinking al-haitham

[the-travelling-witch]

im sure the requests and such can wait, you should write what makes you happy!

thank you for saying that nonnie, but i’ll feel bad if i take so long with requests; besides, i already started with the al-haitham fic, so i might as we’ll continue where i left off

on a similar note: i‘ve been considering closing my request entirely and just accepting suggestions from now on; while i love hearing your ideas for a fic, i also don’t want to force it because it‘ll reflect in my work and i‘ve noticed recently how much more motivated i feel to write my own ideas

with how little time i have to write, i also don’t have the capacity to create more content, so the combination of not wanting to make people wait for a request and my own feeling of satisfaction taken into account, i‘m not sure if i‘ll continue with requests

anyhow, these are just the thoughts i‘ve been having and probably more than you wanted to hear; i‘ll ponder this a little longer and make an announcement post when i have an answer

in the meantime, thank you again for checking in and offering your reassurance, it’s greatly appreciated ♡

[anantaru]

— rejecting his cuddles

rejecting his cuddles feat. al-haitham, cyno, diluc, scaramouche x gn! reader

a/n: i spontaneously wrote this after coming home from a night out while craving fluff and cute things

genre: fluff, we're a lil bad for messing with them but who cares, right

— al-haitham

"no thanks!"

you couldn't possibly reject his attempt to cuddle you right now, or could you?

at first, al-haitham‘s smile will slowly drop, not at the reason you might think because he actually is sure this has a deeper meaning, right?

jokes aside, actually he had you figured out from the start but wanted to see how far you would go, putting on the best fake facade one could pull off, it's almost as if he was a natural at deceiving people.

"no.. thanks?" al-haitham was quite impressed on how you managed to reject him this smoothly, it even hurt a little if he was being honest.

He wasn't stupid though, he was aware you were clearly messing with him, his little angel could be a little brat sometimes, that's what he cherished and loved about you as well.

maybe.. he should just try again, right?

with that in mind, al-haitham opened his arms again to advance towards your body to close the distance only for you to wiggle yourself away before he could catch up to you.

"no thanks, i‘m good!"

okay, maybe you were quite cruel today, you honestly didn‘t think much of it and wanted to tease your boyfriend, it was mostly him who would triumph over you so it was natural for some payback here and there.

curiosity got the best of you and that‘s why you were pushing your little scheme a bit further than you actually anticipated to do in the first place, seeking a reaction from your boyfriend.

the second rejection was a literal whiplash right into his face, but then it went clear as day to him, the solution to all of this warmly greeting him.

"okay."

if you could play such game, he surely could do so as well, he deducted that if he was to ignore you now, your fake facade would fall within seconds.

how else were you supposed to keep playing this with him not giving you any attention anymore?

al-haitham was about to get up from his seat as you quickly grabbed his wrist, holding him down.

"okay i was joking don‘t go!"

the slight worry on your face was hilarious to him, how he knew you like the back of his hand was almost scary. In his eyes there wasn‘t anything easier than figuring you out.

"you should stop messing with me before i‘m thinking of a way to get back at you."

— cyno

the general mahamatra had a busy life, cyno was on duty every day and once he got home after a long night, the least you could do is hug him!

today you felt like you should play a little trick on him, just for a quick giggle in your relationship. Contrary to popular belief, cyno was actually an overly humorous person, even though his jokes mostly didn‘t land as he intended them to.

with that you heard the front door open with cyno following suit. You decided to greet him as always and walked towards your boyfriend as he tiredly smiled into your direction, already opening his arms.

"how was your day?"

normally you would‘ve hugged him first and then ask him a question, but today you stood right in front of him without drawing yourself into his embrace.

"it was good, come here." once cyno noticed you weren‘t moving an inch, he thought he should be the one to just hug you instead, yet after attempting to do just that …

"no thanks."

there was an awkward silence followed by cyno looking at you in slight disbelief and irritation. His eyes were low lidded and his expression tired, he really just wanted a hug!

"okay, i understand and respect it, but i don't agree with it."

typical cyno, now that you think back at it you don't really know how you expected him to respond to you. He was a gentleman at heart and immensely respected you.

yet though he didn‘t let it on, this was truly the worst thing that happened to him, yet he obviously doesn‘t want to force you either.

with a flash of guilt throwing itself at you like a fierce force, you quickly stopped him with a big hug from behind, resting your head on his back with your arms tightly shut around him.

"i‘m just messing with you, i‘m sorry."

ending your little sentence with a tiny giggle to soothe the mood, cyno turned around to face you at last, looping his arms around your body in return.

"hah, funny."

— diluc

in any other case diluc wouldn't think too much of it, but the way you were denying his physical affection did throw him off in an unnatural amount.

"no thank you, i'm satiated."

"satiated?" the word blurted out of his mouth in an irritated way, he became confused and unable to recall what the most alarming aspect of this situation was right now.

the fact you didn't want his cuddles, which you once stated were the absolute best, or the fact that you stated you were quote on quote, satiated.

satiated by who?

the urge to throw himself into your embrace was always there, but he didn't want to make you uncomfortable. Diluc was patient with you and so were you with him.

yet he would lie if he didn't feel worried about this, the poor guy having not a single chance of noticing that you were clearly messing with him out of sheer boredom.

as a matter of fact, you didn't intend to go this far, nor did you think diluc would grow this anxious now, making up your mind you decided to end your little play after all as he spoke again.

"is something wrong? if i did something you must speak to me."

noticing how he shifted his eyes around the room, the guilt consumed you from within with your hands quickly grabbing his waist to draw him towards your warm body.

"I'm so sorry, i was trying to mess with you don't worry please."

with a momentary silence and his body frozen, he sighed in relief upon snuggling close to you, feeling the fastened beat of his heart, or was it yours?

"hmpf, maybe i shouldn't hug you for a while."

your eyes widened at his overly cheeky, teasing wording, your lips carved into a pout as you searched for his face, placing your hands on his shoulders.

"it was kaeya's idea, not mine!"

— scaramouche

it wasn't often for scaramouche to search for a hug, not that he didn't want to hug you but he still wasn't completely accustomed to it, to trust a person again and simply relax under their touch.

one might say you were cruel for even thinking of pranking him, because who knows how he would react?

you, will now, know, this sliding second, when he suddenly came back from a long boring day, wiggling himself out of his shoes before he came walking towards you.

it became a slight habit of yours to hug whenever one of you would meet the other so scaramouche didn't think too much of it, he was actually looking quite forward to cuddle with you, so when he finally reached his desired destination, you backed away.

"lets not."

his brow raised almost immediately with his eyes lightly scrunched together in irritation, "lets not .. what?"

his voice had an annoying edge, the one you knew far too well. Sometimes scaramouche involuntarily spoke like that, he didn't even mean to come off as rude but it was a natural thing laced in his tone.

"i don't want a hug, thank you for the kind offer though."

the dazed look of bewilderment on his face was adorable, you felt bad for even finding it cute in the first place as scaramouche continued to tilt his head to the side, rambling in a low murmur.

"i don't buy it, you're the one who can't get enough of my hugs so what are you planning this time?"

his arms crossed around his body, a smirk of his brought out a sense of mischief he was way too good at, a fleeting thought of innocent fun.

in that moment he closed the distance to you almost completely, his eyes piercing daggers into your soul when he spoke once again.

"can you hug me now or what, i don't have all day for this."

the click of his tongue was all it took you to understand that he had figured you out yet again. in all honesty, you didn't know what you expected in the first place.

with a giggle announcing itself out of your throat, you quickly gathered him in your arms, nuzzling him into your warm chest.

scaramouche returned your call and embraced you back with his arms tightly clamped around your body, the pressure applied behind it made it difficult for you to breathe, he was practically clamping onto you.

in that moment you noticed how his breathing was erratic and uneven as well, as if for one tiny second, he really did think he had done something to pain you, something to lose you.

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[anantaru]

𝐉𝐄𝐑𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐒𝐔𝐌𝐄𝐑𝐔 𝐁𝐎𝐘𝐒 𝐎𝐅𝐅

୨୧ jerking them off feat. cyno : kaveh : al-haitham : tighnari x fem! reader

୨୧ WARNINGS: nsfw, handjobs, messy messy

𝐂𝐘𝐍𝐎

cyno slightly lifted his head before his eyes fell low to where you were fondling with his pants, pulling them down.

your fingers danced around his erection, carefully, being aware on how sensitive he could become when you proceeded to take it in your hand, his hips rolling into your fist involuntarily, trembling at your soothing touch.

you flicked your thumb over his slit, still being cautious not to hurt him, the warm precum on your digits making it hard for you to focus on your scheme. Somehow your thoughts drifted into dreaming, wondering how intense it would taste on your tongue, how it‘d melt into your wetness to exhilarate the sensation dwelling inside of you.

you leaned down to press kisses on his jaw, a faint hint of a self satisfied smirk working its way on your lips with it developing into a wry smile, menacing, listening to the small huffs and puffs you managed to coax out of your lover which worked in tune with your strokes.

"fuck, this feels so good." cyno pressed the back of his hand on top of his mouth to muffle his noises, now repeatedly bucking his hips into your slippery hand without managing to hold himself back how he normally intended to do so.

don't get him wrong, he knew he shouldn't be embarrassed whenever he was vocal with his pleasure, yet he couldn't get rid of the natural thoughts in his mind telling him to hide them from you. His body tensed up when you began to circle your wrist, muscles turning stiff as he neared his climax breathlessly.

"faster." he's whining now with his eyes painted glassy, arching his back into you as you obliged, fisting his cock with a combination of gyrating your wrist to motion circling movements on his shaft until he finally released his hot semen on you, making a mess all over your fingers. Cyno gasped upon seeing the filth, embarrassed but flustered regardless, his eyes were closed without wanting to take a peek, yet a small smile still appeared on his lips afterwards.

𝐀𝐋-𝐇𝐀𝐈𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐌

al-haitham tightened the grip on the bedsheets with it looking as if he’d actually tear them apart if he didn’t get a hold of his strength, digging his fingers into the soft silk as you worked wonders on his erected member.

you gave no answer to his tiny pleas he so desperately groaned, building up a steady pressure to a rougher pace of your hand with his climax building in the deep pits of his stomach.

his legs were slightly spread, his mouth hanging open as he let out a combination of a gasp and a moan. Now, his voice was breaking, sounding strangled as he drew it out in a rough sigh. "fuck." al-haitham couldn't think of any other word to describe on what he was feeling right now, letters dying in his throat.

of course, he would never shove down his pride, not for you, not for anyone else, never admitting that he was actually very much struggling right now, grunting a long moan from his throat at a particularly punctuated stroke from you.

you bit your lip back at the sight, refraining from moaning yourself as you fisted his twitching cock frantically, with him now thrusting up whenever you'd hit his tip. The sound and scent of sex filled the room, swear covered skin colliding as his climax build up increasingly fast. It‘s maddening, the way you were applying pressure and rubbing his girth with your skilled hand, cutting his words off.

al-haitham's hips stuttered as you suddenly changed the rhythm, driving him insane, rubbing your thumb over the pulsating vein of his cock with the sudden change making his muscles tense up, strain and burn, unable to relax them anymore as he tossed his head to the side.

"i‘m so close, faster." as much as you wished to tease him a bit further, you weren‘t pulling through with it upon noticing how fast his heart was beating while finally spilling himself on your hand, your fingers coated in the slick essence as you fisted him through his orgasm, watching him delve in his afterglow with the promise to get back at you for this one.

𝐊𝐀𝐕𝐄𝐇

"i want to fuck you already." of course, he threw a somewhat analogical temper tantrum tight noe, kaveh's gaze wandering from his painfully hard cock to your adorable focused expression, with an obvious smirk displayed on your sweet lips. Archons, he so very much wanted to get a taste of you right now. His lips were slightly pursed, in an attempt to keep himself in check, breathing into his stomach.

no longer could he handle the ache in his groin, he was always so sure of himself but you intrigued him, processing every reactions you were making. Smoothly, you moved closer to your boyfriend, your lips merely an inch away from his ear, "you should see yourself right now." breath ghosting over his exposed skin, whispering as you kissed and nibbled on his earlobe, tracing your tongue over his sharp jawline seductively.

the way your pecks and kisses were different from your grip on his shaft, so tender, made it thoroughly difficult for kaveh to keep his moans in check. The contrasting of your slow kisses from your quick hand snd that was fisting him fast without any mercy shown.

"you‘re going to regret thid." he kept repeating the same words in between panting, forgetting everything around him with the air in the room becoming thick, barely breathable. The pre cum of his cock sobbed down your knuckles, the filth connecting you, melting your hand into his shaft as you felt him spasm, chasing his climax.

his toes curled in frantically while his back arched into you, you only needed to give him a couple more controlled but even thrusts before he poured himself on you, his cock twitching and making a mess out of the bedsheets, more so your hand while also running down his balls.

his chest was heaving, with shaky whines falling out of his mouth in a fastened manner, not giving a damn anymore. His cock was still proudly semi erected as he already motioned you to sit on him, his stamina never leaving in the first place.

kaveh told you you‘re going to regret this, didn‘t he?

𝐓𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐍𝐀𝐑𝐈

tighnari was overwhelmed by the sensation that immediately took place, soft and tiny noises of affirmation dancing around you as you began to lazily fondle his member.

for a second, you let go to spit on your palm, your hand returning soon after yet this time wet, rubbing your saliva around the tip before going back to fist him tenderly. The way you always smoothed and caressed his body was beyond his words and it was seldom for him not to have a snarky response prepared. Tighnari‘s head was lovingly resting against your shoulder as you continued to pleasure him.

"i needed this." he admitted to you, "i‘m stressed and tired." butterflies roamed into your stomach at his lovable letters. tighnari could feel the rough and wet strokes on his shaft, more so when you increased the intensity, proceeding to concentrate on your languid touches with your hands settling around his girth so perfectly it made his mouth water, wondering when he'll be able to fuck you.

the slick sound of your palm rutting into him was becoming louder, embarrassingly clearer, the arch of his hips was favorable to your moves, slight pants of approval left him as you began to pick up the tempo on your hand.

tighnari‘s mouth gaped open, yet nothing came out, his voice dying, strangled in his throat as you took the opportunity to kiss him, pushing your tongue into his mouth before circling your wet muscle over his own, his body stuttering in surprise.

"i'm close, you‘re so good to me." he's muttering against your lips, "so close." he pressed his hips up, sweat starting to cover his forehead. Stumbling at his moan, tighnari was somehow flustered that he was this close to cumming, the vein on his shaft hard as it grazed against your palm.

content with his expressions, he began to break into pieces now when he finally approached his climax, the stimulation causing him to cry out your name with him writhing under your touch.

tighnari's breath was hot on your lips, hidden moans and whimpers together with lust covered whines breaking free as hot ripes of cum splattered your hand and his pelvis, overflowing with warmth emanating from it.

tighnari's body was still jolting up, his damp forehead resting on yours as his cock slowly softened in your hand, still sensitive but bearable now, finally your body embracing his own.

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[the-travelling-witch]

calicos are my favorite!! sadly i cant get any cats rn atm. i'm the only sibling who isn't allergic :')) sjdhw i actually main cyno! tho scarab hunting is a pain in the butt and scouring the desert isnt fun ahdhw. my soft spot for tighnari happened bc he's so sassy and has 0 chil hehe. right?? bedo is very much like a prince and is my first crush (also do i spy a jealous haitham in the corner-) HONESLY CYNO'S INTERROGATION AFFECTED ME SINCE HE LOOKED SO HOT?? ~Lycoris

calicos are super cute!! and lucky too!! <3 they also make me think of jimin‘s serendipity but that’s a different story

i grew up with cats, so i‘m very used to their comforting presence and really miss it; my dream cats would be a black main coon with green eyes, and a lighter grey/white/cream coloured floof, not necessarily a main coon though it’s giving suna and semi from haikyuu jsjsh

tabbies are super cute too though <33 i like pretty much all cats except for the furless ones and the ones with the flat noses, poor babies probably aren’t very comfortable and the aesthetic just isn’t for me

i just sat down and marked every easily accessible scarab which made it a lot more bearable jsjsh but you have to teach me your ways, cyno barely does any dmg for me ㅠㅠ

jup, i can very much appreciate tighnari’s sarcastic side bc that’s me right there; also can anyone fault me for wanting to pet his fluffy ears? i don’t think so >///< big fan of foxes in general

yes!! he has that regal aura and it’s driving me up the walls+ it’s so funny when he’s being smug

[you‘re not wrong

al-haitham: and now why would i be jealous of them?]