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(NSFW) Perfect Match - Tighnari x Fem!Tighnarian!Reader

A/N: Here's the third fem reader post for the few that happen to be on this blog. It's been some time since I last wrote a fic like this, but it's always nice to have a switch of perspective. As usual, and especially with this one as fem reader is not my forte, I'd really appreciate any thoughts and feedback you might have. Enjoy! CW: Tighnari is a little feral, reader and Tighnari go into heat, the usual smut.

Tighnari is such a contrast. Daily, he's quiet, patient and gentle (unless the circumstances demand something more than words), but when the heat grows, he turns just a little bit feral with you. 

The reason? Simple - he loves you. Oh, yeah, and the hormones also play a part in melting his needy brain. 

You've been together for some time now and Tighnari's instincts gave you the tag of his mate and he acted accordingly long before really acknowledging this. And, speaking honestly, he doesn't mind acting a little instinctual as long as you're fine with it. 

Keeping you close and protecting you is what he is meant to do with you as his female. Tighnari frequently takes the initiative in simple, everyday matters. Need to get out of a crowd? He's already holding your hand and guiding you safely through the people to a quieter place. When cuddling in bed, he always shifts to be the big spoon, security your smaller, warm body in his hold, close - just as you should be. If there is any imminent danger, you'll quickly find yourself gently pushed back behind him by his arm.  

He'll get possessive at times too. When he notices any other male forest rangers eyeing you with the curiosity you've got accustomed too - ears and a tail as beautiful as yours draw attention, obviously - his hand will make its way to your hip and stay there. When it's the heat season, Tighnari will also get quite defensive with you. If anybody is as little as unkind to you, he will step in to get them off your back. With all this comes a little bit of obvious suspicion, but simple communication is always enough to ease his worries about any of the other men you’re colleagues or friends with. 

Does it all bother you? Oh, not at all! How could it when every inch of him just radiates this unexplainable male allure you can't get enough of? 

There's something fascinating about the way he carries himself that you can't quite explain. It's how decisive he is, it's in the unique tone of his voice, it's in his subtly dominant nature. Your eyes pick up seemingly trivial things that you can't help but marvel at. You love how strong he is, be that due to his Vision or just how he is - nothing makes you more excited than being picked up (and pinned down too!). He does this with such ease too…

Being a young hybrid, Tighnari has his needs that, if not satiated, make him grumpy and quite irritated. If you're not feeling like it, he'll understand - as any good partner should. Which doesn't mean he won't be disappointed, mind you. A horny Tighnari significantly increases your chances of stumbling upon him furiously stroking himself or hearing his needy moans in the night as he blows another unsatisfying load. 

Even though his hand was enough to keep his lust at bay, it was hardly satisfying. Luckily, the days of jerking the edge off are gone now. Why cum into a tissue when he can empty his balls inside you? Compared to his hand your fertile, warm and wet pussy feels like absolute heaven…

… And his fat, pulsating cock is the ideal extinguisher for the fire in your womb. Your hybrid nature leaves you just as prone to bursts of irresistible arousal as him. Your heat might be a single month at the start of the year, but living alongside a fellow tighnarian makes your brain buzz with hormones. 

Between the two of you, there's a simple rule - when you're horny, you fuck. He knows well that when his thoughts wander, there's no way of fighting them off. That's when he'll signal his needs to you. Looking at you with those smug bedroom eyes, for example, is a clear sign that Tighnari would like to see you on the bed head-down-ass-up in the immediate future. 

Usually, it's your smell that catches his attention. His sensitive nose can pick it up flawlessly each time. Your scent is gentle, with only the slightest hint of musk included in the mix. You'll find Tighnari cuddling especially tightly in the mornings or after physical activity when your pheromones are at their strongest. It won't take much time for his hands to wander and his cock to harden. 

His scent is the perfect moisturizer for your pussy, yes, but it's also a little bothersome. Because. It. Is. Everywhere. On the pillows, on the couch, on the chairs, inside every room from the bedroom down to even the closet. In the first two months of the year it's just straight up impossible to ignore it or distract yourself from your husband's pheromones. Sometimes you're wondering if your ancestors were idiotic enough to not breed by themselves,  forcing evolution into giving them this neuron activation upon catching a whiff of dick or pussy. 

For example, doing laundry is tricky to do without getting flustered or horny. Tighnari’s musk is, obviously, the strongest on his clothes. So whenever you pick up one of his shirts or boxers and your sensitive nose finds just how strong his smell is, you suddenly become flustered and very interested in what's under the pair he is wearing right now. 

Luckily for you, Tighnari is a good husband and will fuck his cute little wife senseless when she needs it, and you’re more than glad to return the favour when he is in need. It's a simple instinct. You're his mate, and he is yours. Your scents are impossible to ignore, sending the more primal parts of your brains a simple message - you're both young, beautiful, healthy and ready to breed. Around him, your pussy clenches at nothing, your womb longing to be filled with baby-making cum, and around you his balls ache from all the creamy, virile seed he is making for you. 

This awareness, awareness of you being ripe for the picking, makes you irresistible for him. 

Although Tighnari's cock might be average in size, what he lacks in length he makes up for in sex drive and pure ferocity. He can fuck fast and he can fuck hard. He won't be stopping himself from manhandling you - you'll surely be surprised by just how strong a male like him can be. Whatever playful resistance efforts you may make and regardless of how much force you put into them, Tighnari will just growl and pin you down every single time. 

Primal play always gets him hot and bothered. In bed, he's the natural lead. He's the hungry predator, and you're his cute little prey. Struggle all you can, but at the end there's no escape from a thorough breeding. His hybrid stamina lets him cum again and again with barely any downtime between powerful orgasms that fill your insides with warm cum. 

His go to position is prone bone. Having your smaller, feminine body pinned under his weight, your hands locked under his and your pretty mouth desperately biting the sheets as he forces his swollen knot in and out of you drives him positively feral. Doggy style is also quite fun. Grabbing your tail and pulling it away to reveal your tight little asshole and drenched pussy lips is extremely satisfying. Sometimes he grabs your head and pulls it back, thoroughly enjoying the sight of your long ears folding in submission. 

While he isn't too much into receiving oral, he won't ever pass up the opportunity to feast on your pussy. If you give him the chance to, you'll find Tighnari greedily lapping at your folds, drinking up your scent and arousal like a parched man. When you sit on his face, you'll have a nice view of his cock, swollen, twitchy and overflowing with precum, just waiting to nestle in between your warm lower lips. How can this sight make you anything but absolutely crazy for his dick? You'll often find yourself locked in a sixty-nine with both of you furiously licking each other with your rough tongues. If he couples it with a passionate fuck afterwards, you'll be lucky to have your pretty legs work in the morning. 

But it is in January and February when your lust really makes an appearance. These two months are usually taken out of the calendar for you two - being apart from each other during your heat after having tasted what having a mate feels like is torture. Not even the best toys can replace him - they won't ever mimic his warmth, his desperate and frustrated groans, his arms locking your body in place or his ears, trembling and folding from the pleasure as he breeds you. 

His instincts tell him to pump a litter or two into your womb, and he'll announce his needs to you, whether you decide to go through with it or not. A condom or a pill is an absolute must if you want to be safe - it's usually very difficult to keep yourself from letting the lust take full control. It's absolutely not because your pussy milks him and throbs so much, desperate to suck him in just that millimeter deeper and get absolutely pumped with his baby making milk and end up leg locking him. 

Mornings with Tighnari are always fun, regardless of the season. You'll sometimes wake up to the sensation of him rubbing his length along your ass, moaning your name softly into your ear and asking, begging to be let in. You usually let him - it's not like you're not guilty of blowing him awake either. Whoever is the “waker-up”, they can certainly expect a wonderful, lazy morning breeding.

Thanks for reading!

[blissfullyapillow]

₊˚⊹You being a complete degenerate around your boyfriend and very vulgar, but he loves it (he’ll never admit it though)

₊˚⊹fem reader

₊˚⊹wc: 4,764~

₊˚⊹Characters: Dan Heng (+ Imbibitor Lunae), Alhaitham, Neuvillette, Zhongli, Welt, Kaeya

₊˚⊹Warnings: NSFW MDNI, virgin reader (Welt), lots of teasing, thigh riding, cockwarming, two dicks (Zhongli), reader receiving oral, reader is referred to as wife (Kaeya)

₊˚⊹Pillow Talks: Inspired by the many horny Dan Heng Imbibitor Lunae & Neuvillette fics I’ve been reading

๋࣭ ⭑Masterlist 

Dan Heng ♡

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•You were bad enough when he was just another human to you, but when you discovered Imbibitor Lunae?

•The things you said to him would make even the most suave individual flustered

•He likes it though. Even though he pretends to be unbothered.

“Dan Heng, please.” Your begging falls on deaf ears as he continues to browse through the data bank.

“Silence. I will indulge your.. desires, once I have found what I’m searching for.” His grumbled reply fails to deter you.

“What you need to be searching for is my clit instead of-“ The rest of your sentence is cut off by a hand.

Your eyes glance up from his hand to his face, and his eyes glance every which way except in your direction.

“How many times do I have to tell you to stop being so vulgar?” He sounds exasperated, annoyed even, yet he slowly pulls his hand away from your mouth knowing you’ll continue.

A smirk lifts your lips as you lean into him, pressing your soft chest against his firm one. You hear the breath he sucks in as his hands find purchase on your hips.

“Don’t you think about me Dan Heng? In the same way I think about you?” Your seductive words elict a pained groan from him, but he remains unmoving in his stance.

"Of course I do. I think about you ceaselessly.” Dan Heng’s husky voice is rapt with desire, and you to rub your thighs together in an attempt to relieve some of the tension. You can already feel how wet your panties are, but you want Dan Heng to be the one to make that discovery.

“Then let’s-“ “Not until I update the data bank. I stopped partway through the last time you distracted me, and I still need to update the data bank with our recent discoveries from our last endeavor.”

Alright, he’s still not budging, but you can tell you’re starting to have an effect on him.

Let’s try a different approach.

“If I masturbate right now, will that get you in the mood?” Your eyes shine with delight when his blue orbs finally land on you, and you can see the barely concealed passion within his gaze.

“Or do you want to fuck me in front of a mirror? We can watch as I slowly sink down on your cock and I ride you nice and slow, just how you like it. Remember the last time I did that? You made the prettiest sounds for me Dan Heng~ Oh, and I know you like it when my nails scratch your back. I promise I’ll leave more marks this time….” As you speak, your hand trails along his arm, squeezing his bicep as your lidded eyes remain locked with his.

His stoic facade cracks slightly, his lips quirking upwards before it quickly returns to its neutral position.

Ah, but you finally feel something poking at you.

Progress.

“Hm? It seems like you like that idea.”

You wrap your arms around his shoulders now, and slide your leg in between his.

He grunts, allowing you to do so.

Now your entire body is all but draped across Dan Heng, and you slowly rub your thigh up and down his clothed erection.

His eyes fall shut and a quiet moan escapes his pretty lips.

“Hmm? What was that sweetheart? I couldn’t hear you properly.” You whisper the words against the shell of his ear, teasing him, and you relish the way his hips rut against your thigh.

“I—…data….update….”The few words he manages to mutter come out broken and borderline incoherent.

“Hm?”

You have him right where you want him.

You suddenly remove yourself from him, and proceed to straighten yourself out. You struggle to conceal your smile as you adjust your clothes.

When you look up at Dan Heng, you’re met by a beautiful sight. He’s a bit confused, panting, and his entire face is flushed along with his ears. His erection is entirely evident, and a wet spot can be seen on his pants.

“I understand. You need to update the data bank right? I’ll leave you to it. Sorry for bothering you.” You send him a faux look of remorse as you turn around, ready to leave.

You only manage to take two steps away before you feel his arms roughly pull you back.

He all but slams you against the wall as his lips effortlessly slot against yours. You’re almost embarrassed by how loud your moan is.

This time, his leg is the one to slot between yours. His tongue wastes no time in bypassing your lips to explore your wet cavern, and his leg between your thighs are soon replaced by his hips.

He ruts his clothed arousal over you, and your body shivers at the delicious friction against your cunt.

Dan Heng pulls away momentarily, and desperate gasps leave him as he catches his breath.

You smile a victorious little grin at him. Your ears don’t miss the low growl he emits. “kiss me again, but- mphh!" He doesn’t let you finish your thought.

You soon find yourself on top of his futon, with his body hovering over yours.

"Lay down for me love, and let me do you how you deserve.”

Oh.

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Imbibitor Lunae ⋆˙⟡♡

“I wonder how many times you can make me cum with just your tail alone?” Your words cause him to stutter, and his flushed face meets your serious expression.

You’re currently situated on his lap, your hands permanently clued to his horns.

Why did he hide this form from you??

He looks gorgeous as the Dan Heng you know and love, but Imbibitor Lunae??

…

You’re one lucky girl.

He coughs, looking away from you. His fingers find the hem of your shirt, and they fumble with the material as your fingers firmly rub the base of his horns.

In lieu of a response, he chokes out a groan, as his body trembles in pleasure under you.

“That feels good. Keep going.” Even though his words aren’t inherently sexual, they cause your face to flush with warmth. You oblige his request, and your fingers lightly graze along the tips of his horns.

This time you feel more than hear the rumbling in his chest. He quickly buries his head into the crook of your neck, and you feel his canines brush along the skin there.

You whimper his name as your hands fall from his horns.

He doesn’t like that.

He growls, and his tail quickly manifests itself to wrap around your torso, holding you firmly in place.

“Did I say you can stop?” His voice is commanding. It’s a stark contrast from his usual sweetness, but it turns you on nonetheless.

“No.” Your response is simple and matter of fact, yet you make no move to resume your previous ministrations on his horns.

You jump when his hips suddenly buck against yours, and he uses the tip of his tail to slip past your undergarments.

A sharp gasp leaves you when you feel his tail brush along your folds, slick with arousal.

“You’re this wet for me already? I’ve hardly touched you, yet.” Dan Heng mocks you with a cocky smirk on his lips.

Instead of slipping his tail past your folds he pulls it back. He removes your clothes with inhuman speed, and his clothes soon fall into the same pile with yours.

His tail wraps around one of your legs, spreading you open for him.

He wastes no time in dipping his head between your legs, and licking a long stripe up your folds to your clit.

You moan his name, and your hands cling to his horns to ground yourself.

He growls. "I want you to be louder, my love." And his tongue works in earnest to give you the mind numbing pleasure you deserve.

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Alhaitham ⋆｡˚

•This man is having none of it, yet he subtlety encourages your behavior. In his own little way.

•On the off chance you catch him off guard you’ll get a cute, surprised little sound out of him

•Most of the time though, he doesn’t care. If he’s in the mood, he’ll indulge you. If not, he’ll just let you talk as he continues to do his own thing. He’ll still listen though, and put your ideas into action when he’s feeling more up to it.

“Don’t you have something else you need to be doing? Surely there are other ways to productively spend your free time.” Alhaitham clicks his tongue as his hand flips a page of his book.

You’ve been pestering him during said leisure time, poking at him, touching him, and you even invited yourself to sit on his lap.

He let you, yet he hasn’t looked up from the pages of his book.

Thankfully for you, he chose to wrap his strong arms around you as he continued to read.

“I don’t have something else I need to be doing, but I have someone I could be doing right now.”

You swear you see his lips quirk into a little grin, but the sight is gone as soon as it appeared.

“Is sitting on my lap not enough for you? I’m clearly occupied with important matters right now.” Alhaitham does not humor you, and his eyes scour the words on the page before his hand flips it over once more.

“Well I don’t particularly mind just sitting on your lap.. but why don’t we make things interesting? You can keep reading your book, and I can get what I want out of it too. It’s a win-win situation.” You propose your idea.

Alhaitham finally looks up from his book, a knowing glint in his eyes, but he humors you anyway.

“And what might that be?”

You smirk.

“What do you say to having my warm hole comfortably wrapped around your dick as you read? I promise I won’t move… well, no promises-but-!” “Go ahead.”

You’re almost surprised at how quickly he agrees and how nonchalant he sounds about it, but you’re not going to deny yourself.

That’s how you find yourself cockwarming Alhaitham as he continues to read. One of his hands firmly rests against your lower back, drawing soothing circles onto the skin.

You groan when you feel the way his dick jumps inside of you when you squirm.

“I thought you said you’d stay still?” Alhaitham teases you. “I did say no promises!” “But I agreed to do this on the condition that you’d be silent, correct?” You don’t have a retort to that since he’s right.

Alhaitham decided, once you were fully seated on his lap with his dick inside of you, that he would only continue to indulge you if you remained silent.

Then he proceeded to bounce his leg at random intervals and change position as he read, even though he wasn’t doing any of those things before you started cockwarming him.

“You’re a jerk. You know that?”

His smug grin shows you he damn well knows that already.

"Staying quiet was never your strong suit, was it?" Alhaitham chuckles, choosing to ignore your statement.

"Make me shut up then."

Oh, now that got his attention.

He shuts his book abruptly, and all of his attention turns to focus on you.

"You're wearing way too many clothes for what I have in mind." His says this matter of factly, and his fingers now toy with the hem of your clothes.

“Then take them off me.” You retort.

“You’ll have to get off my lap for me to do so, and I believe that’s not an option you’re willing to explore right now.”

Damn. He’s right.

“If I get off your lap can I cum on your face?” He rolls his eyes at your bold proposal.

“Only if you sit on my face. Not hover, sit.” His voice is huskier now, and his hand on your lower back pulls you closer to him.

“So you’ll fuck me with your tongue then? And I’ll get to see your lips slick with my cum?” Your words are sultry, and all too tempting for Alhaitham.

This time he audibly groans, and his dick jumps once again inside of you.

You squeeze him in reply.

That action alone is enough for Alhaitham’s lips to seek yours, and his tongue leaves no area inside your mouth unexplored.

When you begin to move your hips against his, he nibbles your lower lip in warning before his hands rest on your hips to hold you still.

You pull away with a pout, and he shakes his head at you in scolding.

“Not until you sit on my face. I need to taste you.”

…

Well, at least he isn’t reading his book anymore

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Neuvillette 𓆩♡𓆪

•Your words will either fluster him or you’ll get zero reaction. There’s no in between.

•Depending on what you say he’s either really soft and sweet or very demanding and rough. Whatever you’re both in the mood for honestly.

"I miss you in between my legs" You whisper against his ear.

He coughs and chokes a bit on the beverage he was drinking.

You gently pat his back, and he takes a moment to compose himself.

“I can spread myself nice and pretty for you sweetheart. Would you like that?” Your lips brush against his sensitive ear, and you press a lingering kiss right below it.

You adore the pink hue on his cheeks, along with the tight grip he has on the small cup in his hand.

“If you want we can start slow? I can just use your thighs, I can cum without you touching me. Can I get a reward if I do? Please?” You pathetically beg Neuvillette to ride his thigh, and your mouth begins to trail sloppy kisses down his neck.

He’s speechless, and frankly a bit turned on.

He refuses to respond right away as he contemplates your words.

“My love..” He starts. You perk up, temporarily stopping your onslaught of kisses. “Yes?” With that one word, uttered breathlessly, you manage to sound needy, desperate, and horny; you can’t bring yourself to care.

"Your wish is my command." His statement is followed by the gentle grip of his hands on your sides. He leisurely guides you onto his lap.

Once you’re positioned comfortably on one of his thighs, he spreads them a bit.

You glance down between his thighs, licking your lips as you fantasize about the beautiful dick you’ve had the honor of seeing many times now.

Neuvillette notices your intense gaze. He uses his fingers to gently lift your chin to look into his eyes. “You won’t get what you want unless you work for it. Be a good girl and pleasure yourself on my thigh.” A shiver runs down your spine from Neuvellite’s light praise, and you immediately get to work.

Your hands anchor themselves to his shoulders, and you start to move.

Neuvillette’s hands on your waist stops you, and your expression is now one of confusion.

“How do you expect to feel me properly through this bothersome fabric?” Neuvillette tsks. His hands slowly move up your body, stopping on your chest to give it a playful squeeze.

Your breath hitches and your hips move on his thigh in response.

“You need to strip first, so you can feel everything I have to offer you.” His words are hot, and they only make you more excited.

His iron grip on your person prevents you from getting off on his thigh, so you carefully strip as he watches you with lidded eyes.

You manage to remove all your articles of clothing, and you maneuver your legs to slide your panties off of you.

Before you can toss them to the side, Neuvillette grabs your panties from you and stuffs them away. “I’ll be keeping that. Now, show me what you can do my pretty girl.” He commands. His hands begin to wander as you begin humping his thigh in earnest.

A salacious moan leaves your lips as the fabric of his clothes create delightful friction against your clit. Your hips increase their pace, and you make sure to voice how much you’re enjoying this.

Your ears pick up Neuvellite’s groan, and he leans into you. You gasp, your hands clutching his shoulders, as his tongue runs along your now hardened nipple.

His mouth closes around the bud, and you feel the delightful flick of his tongue on your nipple once more.

He makes sure to show the other the same amount of attention with his fingers.

Pleasure racks your body at Neuvillette’s ministrations. A sound of surprise leaves you when Neuvillette bounces his thigh a bit, and you feel the muscles there tighten.

Neuvillette pulls away from your nipple to lovingly gaze at your expression of pleasure. “You make the prettiest sounds for me, Angel.” Then his mouth is on your other nipple.

He has to equally show both of them just how much he loves them, after all.

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Zhongli ‎♡‧₊˚

•It surprised him at first but he quickly grew used to it

•He finds it fun at times, and may even indulge you a bit

•other times, you test his patience in the best way that you know he loves

“I know it slaps your thigh when you walk.” He whips his head around to gap at you.

Honestly this is normal when it comes to you, yet you still manage to catch him off guard from time to time.

Zhongli’s chuckle is low, and full of warning.

“My dear, do you really think you should be telling me this while we’re out in public? What if someone overhears you..” He gracefully moves closer to you as the both of you continue your journey home.

“I don’t mind.” You reply, as if his concern was your embarrassment and not the prospect of people hearing such lewd comments come from that pretty mouth of yours.

He sighs as he places your hand in his, but he makes no further comment.

“What are you going to do if I don’t stop? Punish me?” The way you ask him is much too eager for his liking.

“I’m not sure if you can handle another one of my punishments again so soon. Do you recall how you couldn’t walk for hours after your last punishment?” Zhongli’s words are firm, yet there’s a dangerous edge to them.

If you push it, you’ll get what you want.

So, you purposely pretend to ‘bump into him’ as you walk side by side, and you topple over onto him. He stops, helping to hold you up before you can fall to the ground.

He sounds a bit panicked as he asks “Are you okay dear? Do you need my assist…” The rest of the word dies in his throat when you place your hand on his crotch, using it as ‘leverage’ to lift yourself up.

You have the audacity to squeeze the area before you let go, straightening yourself once more.

To the public eye, you appear apologetic and overly remorseful as you apologize to your lover for “toppling over so suddenly.”

When you meet his gaze, his irises are stormy and his grip on your hand is tight.

Oh, he’s pissed.

“It is alright darling. Let us get you inside so I can make sure you are okay.” Zhongli sounds polite and even concerned as he quickly ushers you the rest of the short distance home, but you can read between the lines.

He’s going to ruin you.

As soon as the door to your shared abode is gently closed shut, and locked, your body is roughly slammed against the door.

Zhongli’s mouth is on yours and you barely have time to catch your breath. His hands begin to disrobe you, and you moan in his mouth as you kiss.

When he moves away his teeth gently pulls on your bottom lip, and it sends you into a frenzy.

“Do you always have to go out of your way to be too much for me to handle? It drives me crazy.” Zhongli growls the words against the shell of your ear.

You grin as your arms wrap around him, pulling him against you. “I try always to be too much for you." Your cheeky little grin only makes his gaze darken further, and that’s when you know you won’t be able to walk once he’s finished with you.

“By the way…” He whispers, his hands rest on your inner thigh as he waits to finish his statement.

“They do slap my thigh when I walk.”

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Welt ₊˚⊹♡⸝⸝

•Unruffled. Seriously. You can say the most lewd thing you can think of and at most he’ll send a small smile your way.

•More than happy to indulge you on whatever desires you have, he’s okay with experimenting.

•If you happen to catch him off guard with your words, you’ll catch the rare sight of a flustered Welt

“I’ve been wondering what it feels like to be stuffed to brim with someone’s cum. Could you enlighten me?” Your question is loud and clear, with no hesitation in your voice.

Welt slowly turns to face you, staring long and hard at you.

“I certainly could.. enlighten you on that matter, but are you sure this is something you really want?” Welt’s words are kind in nature, and he moves to sit beside you on his bed.

You’ve been in a relationship with Welt for a long time now, and he’s grown quite used to your.. expressive nature.

Even so, you’ve never actually partook in that activity with anyone before. Welt knew that, so although your words were very vulgar, and very true, he insisted that you two wait until you were sure you were ready.

Out of all the times Welt has offered to take care of you, you feel complete confidence that you’re ready to accept his offer now.

“I’m sure.” Your voice is self assured and full of confidence. Welt chuckles, and his hand moves to rest on your thigh. He doesn’t move it, but the weight of his hand is enough to soothe what little nerves you had.

“Alright then. Show me how you do it when you touch yourself. We can take it from there.”

Oh. Uh..

He looks at you, and he can only sigh. Your face says it all.

“You’ve never even touched yourself?” His words aren’t harsh nor reprimanding. If anything, he’s a bit surprised.

“I’ve just.. never had the urge to..?” You phrase it more like a question, but there’s truth in your words.

Welt says nothing as he moves to hover over you. You lie down on your back and look up at Welt. If you didn’t know any better you’d think he was completely unbothered by everything, if not for the slight pinkness to his cheeks.

“We’ll start slow then. Can I touch you?” At your approval, Welt wastes no time in connecting your lips.

He starts slow, and soon you two build up to a heated make out session. Now, Welt’s hand slowly rubs up and down your thigh.

He waits until your tense muscles relax under his touch, and that’s when he slowly moves his hand towards your inner thigh.

He cautiously runs two of his fingers up your folds, still covered by the fabric of your clothes. You shiver and mewl, squeezing your legs together.

Welt’s hands firmly grasp your legs to spread them apart. His lips leave yours to speak to you.

“Now now, how am I supposed to make you feel good if you hide yourself? Let me help you out of this..” Welt strips you, with your watchful gaze on him the entire time, and soon you lay before him in only your bra and panties.

He strips himself down to his boxers so you don’t feel so uncomfortable being exposed.

He runs his fingers over your folds once more, and this time he can feel just how soaked your panties are.

Something akin to a grunt leaves him, and his fingers slowly remove your panties.

“You’re so wet just from making out. It makes me want to ruin you.”

His words make you clench around nothing.

Welt lowers himself to be situated in front of your now exposed cunt, and he lifts your legs to rest on his shoulders.

Your heart beats faster in your chest, and almost as if Welt senses this, he glances at you.

“No need to worry. I got you.” His words soothe something inside of you, but his tongue ignites a burning flame within you as it skillfully gathers up your slick arousal.

You cover your mouth with your hand, the feeling surprisingly pleasant.

“Does this feel good?” Welt’s words are a bit muffled as he talks while eating you out, and the vibrations of his voice makes your toes curl and your head fall back.

“Y-Yeah..” You moan.

You’re sure if you could see his face, you’d see a smile right now.

“Good. I’ll take care of you, just relax.”

And take care of you he did. Thoroughly.

༺♡༻

Kaeya ⋆˙⟡♡

•Honestly it’s hard to fluster this man with lewd words alone.

•If anything, it slowly turns into “try not to get flustered by Kaeya” as he becomes very handsy and equally, if not more, vulgar than you.

•He loves it when you talk to him like that though. Nothing turns him on more than you knowing what you want, and making sure he knows it too.

"Don't close your eyes, baby. Look at me." Kaeya’s sultry whisper isn’t enough to make you heed his command.

He’s currently pressed against you, and you’re trapped underneath him on your shared bed. “Oh, how tragic. My adorable wife won’t even spare a glance in my direction. Whatever shall I do?” You’re not falling for Kaeya’s faux sadness.

You can feel just how excited this situation makes him.

Said excitement rubs along your inner thigh, and you can feel the tip rub along your folds.

“Stop teasing and just put it in already.” You whine. If your eyes were open you’d see a wicked grin on his face.

“Now sweetheart, weren’t you the one who said you wanted me to.. hmm.. what was it again? ‘I want you to breed me full of your cum.’ ‘Don’t stop until I won’t be able to walk tomorrow.’ ‘Don’t bother teasing me back this time, use that smooth tongue of yours for something else.’ Were those not your exact words? Am I remembering things incorrectly, my lovely wife?” Kaeya’s smooth voice repeats your lewd words right back at you, against the shell of your ear.

His mouth occupies itself with nibbling on your earlobe before it moves to your neck. As he begins to harshly suck on the area, you know he’ll only continue until he finally gets what he wants out of you. So, you slowly open your eyes.

Almost as if he senses it, he finishes giving you a wonderful bruise on your neck before he pulls back to look at you.

“There’s my pretty girl.” His words are followed by the swift action of him stuffing you full with his cock.

Your moan is so loud he chuckles, and his hands trace circles along the skin of your hip.

He doesn’t move though. He stays completely still.

“I want to hear you beg.” He demands.

Your eyes take in his serious expression, and you know he’ll have no problem staying like this with you the whole night; He won’t move unless you do what he’s asked of you.

“I.. Kaeya..” You mutter softly, hesitant to beg.

“Hmm? What did my sweet little angel say? You’ll have to speak louder, so your doting husband can satisfy your needs. I can’t do that unless I know what those needs are though, right?”

Oh, this little shit.

“Kaeya, please stuff me full of your cum! Don’t stop until it’s leaking out, and even then keep giving me your seed. I need you Kaeya. You’re the only one who can satisfy me. Only you. Please..” Kaeya’s gaze darkens when your beautiful whines reach his ears, and he shifts a bit to better position himself.

“Arch your back for me.” Is all he says.

So you do, and thus begins a night full of love making.

He made good on your request and stuffed you full of his cum, and he made sure your hole didn’t let a single drop escape.

[osachiyo]

"YOU CRYIN'?"

PAIRING -‘๑’- characters of various fandoms x fem!reader

CONTENT WARNINGS -‘๑’- dacryphilia, spanking, pussy slapping, tit slapping, rough sex, pain play, hair pulling, degradation etc

AUTHOR'S NOTE -‘๑’- who doesn't love some pretty criers? ♡ btw cock can be read as strap on!

MINORS DNI

They love to hear your pretty cries of pleasure- or pain as you write beneath them. Your body covered in goosebumps as their hand cracks down on your tits, make the soft flesh jiggle. They grin mischeviously as you whine, thrusting into you faster. Your body bouncing up with each harsh thrust of their hips, smacking against your sore thighs. Their hands dig into your hips so hard that it hurts.

"You cryin' already, pretty girl? I'm not even halfway done with you, little slut." Their laughter echoes throughout the room, almost drowned out by the loud noises of their hips smacking against your ass, the soft fat jiggling and bouncing with each hard thrust. You can't do much in this situation, their strength completely overpowering yours making you just lay there and take it. They dont care if it hurts, they know you fucking love it by the way your cute pussy gushes around their cock. Fat tears rolls down your swollen and hot cheeks as you grip the sheets, babbling out shit neither you or your partner can understand. Their name is the only coherent thought you can think at the moment as they drag their cock out of your pulsing walls with a breathy moan, running a hand through their sweat soaked hair, smirking down at your ruined state. They don't even give you a moment to breath- almost immediately thrusting back into your sloppy cunt while their hand comes down harshly against your plush ass, snickering when you jump at the sudden pain, sobbing out their name and little curses.

"So cute, aren't ya? It's pathetic how I can turn you into a crying mess just by shoving my cock into your messy little hole. Fuck- yeah clench around me just like that.."

You're almost out of it when- smack! Your lovers hand slaps your clit harshly, the delicate bud throbbing at the painful pleasure as you squeal out, trying to run from them- but they hold you in place firmly, almost laughing at your pitiful attempt at trying to escape.

"I'm going to fucking ruin you."

♡LUCIFER, mammon on bad days, satan, solomon, blade, kafka, SCARAMOUCHE, CHILDE, xiao, ARLECCHINO, dottore, AL-HAITHAM, cyno, abyss aether & lumine, YAE MIKO, NIKOLAI, YOSANO, ranpo, dazai, gojo, geto, toji, mahito, NAHOYA, draken, HANMA, SANZUUUUU, SUKUNA & any of your faves♡

Then we have those who are the pretty criers. They sniffle and rub their teary eyes while you push your head impossibly deeper into their sex, sucking on it for dear life. You hum and you lick it so sensually, all while looking them straight in the eye. Your hand reaches up to twist and pull at their sensitive nipple, making them jolt and whimper. Your run your tongue up and down their sex, then moving your head to bite their thighs hard, leaving teeth marks over the delicate skin. You swear you see their eyes roll back into their skull when you dive your head back into the special spot between their shaky legs.

"Fuckfuckfuckfuck!- it's feels so- so good! keep going, please- oh-"

They get cut off when you flick your tongue up and down their sensitive spot, their head thrown back as their release spurts all over your pretty face, coating you in their glossy cum.

"No more- please! I-I'll die! You'll milk me dry- oh fuck!"

♡LEVIATHAN, mammon, kazuha, gorou, aether, amber, venti, atsushi, POE, mushitaro, SIGMA, JOUNO, itadori, yuuta, TAKEMICHI, chifuyu, kazutora, takuya & your faves♡

©sachiyoh— do not copy, plagiarize and repost my works to any platform, reblogs are very appreciated♡

[r0-boat]

May I request Zhongli X fem-reader ?

Because last one you did with Zhongli was fricking amazing!

Hi! Thank you so much I liked doing that one as well I did a lot of experimenting with that one so I thought I would do it again for this post as well

Morax's Wife

'the Dreaded Dragon of Geo and his mate'

Cw: hurt/comfort

Dragon Sovereign!Zhongli x Reader

You gazed down upon the village of Liyue, a small town, a far cry from what it will be in the future. And a place you once called your home, looking out from the mountain where you reside now—a temple-like castle carved from the very rock of the mountains. Eyes red and stinging, lost in your thoughts, your mind repeating the words of the same people you had known just days before, their friendly smiles warming your day as they would greet you with enthusiasm now those same faces twisted with hate, disgust, slinging hurtful words; those people were your friends, people you had known all your life looking at you with such disdain as if i had forgotten how you were.

And all because you had fallen in love with The Sovereign of Geo, a known rival of Celestia.

Having been out there for so long you had momentarily forgotten that time had passed.

"Mate, are you ok?" A deep, rumbling voice Like an earthquake trembled behind you as your husband concerned for how how long you had sat there watching the carts going in and out of the city walls. The Dragon came to join you by your side, changing its form to its human appearance, the wind tosling his hair and white robes as he sat beside you.

" You have been out here for quite a while beloved."

When Morax followed your gaze, his eyes narrowed as he looked down at the tiny Kingdom, his brows furrowing with worry, for he had known how its people betrayed you. Watching them draw their swords that the woman he loves still remembers, your pleads and cries for your loved ones to see reason; all the while, he attempts to protect his mate; his wife grabs your arm to pull you behind him.

The crowd grew as onlookers heard what was happening from a distance. Grabbing on to the robes of your mate, your eyes dart frantically, feeling your chest become tighter and tighter as it becomes harder to breathe. Looking among the crowd your heart practically stops in the very back was the familiar faces of your own family looking at you with worry but they didn't do anything they just stayed there silently refusing when they saw that you've noticed they just turned away their eyes shifting to the floor looking anywhere else but you...

Why?

And that moment your family had to sound you and you knew that, and it hurt clenching your teeth trying to stop the tears not now... not in front of Morax...

But he had already sensed your sadness. Your husband having live with you for a while and being attentive and taking pride in knowing every little piece of you including the little hair on your head noticed those tells immediately to the slight quiver of your lip to the way you would refuse to look at him refuse to look at your husband with those big beautiful eyes of yours. His eyes growing soft and see gently caress your cheek tilting your head to look up at him.

Those amber eyes gaze into your red puffy ones. "Oh, my sweet mate, are you thinking of that day again?"

Your eyes had widened feeling your paper thin facade already tearing in two. Your voice breaks when only his name Falls from your lips. His heart breaks along with it, scooping you up into his arms before getting up onto his feet with you tucked protectively gently against his chest. Morax was as gentle as he was feared, but that gentleness was only reserved for you, his mate. Morax kissed you on the forehead before whispering, "That day they have failed you my beloved you need not think of them anymore. They are nothing but vile creatures worth far less than the dirt on the very ground they stand on. You are nothing like them."

He nuzzled into your neck bringing you back home in his cave as he continued.

" you are far more than that, my sweet beloved, gentle, and beautiful Wife. You are a precious gem sticking out from the rest of the rubble." The dragon knew, but you felt it was something he could not fix, but he could be there to make you smile, that same smile he fell in love with. He couldn't make that whole town disappear, for it would sadden you even more, but he could tell you that you are worth far more to him than the rest of your kin were stupid and vile creatures to do what they've done. He could spoil you like a husband should.

The dragon gently lays you back in his nest with the finest silk sheets and mattresses, along with stuffed toys and anything else he had gotten for you over the years that he had been with you. And Morax not wanting to part from you for a single moment snakes his arm underneath you to pull you closer laying right beside you where he belonged his brown and gold draconic tail wrapping around your leg wanting to be as close to you as possible. His eyes only had a room for one as they were trained and focused taking in every little thing you do even now as you cry and whimper he only saw the beautiful bride he had taken still as beautiful as you were when he had married you. That beautiful white and gold glittering dress to match his robes he made sure to pick out the finest treasures and gems from his horde decking you out in glittering gold and other delicacies from the earth please his little dragon mind greatly. Your family couldn't be there but the other sovereigns were the dragons of the other six elements congratulating him. Despite him marrying a human, they lovingly accepted you as one of them, far more than They could have ever done.

Your smile will shine like gold in his memories just as brightly as the gold and glittering ring he had made for the both of you. He had carved it himself with the raw Elemental energy of Geo. He had even so much as carved the innards of the band with each other's names as if it was a signature on parchment.

Marriage was a human tradition, and he cared little for humans except for, well, you, but the idea of a contract of love and binding two mates as one intrigued him. Now, he was obsessed with the titles that came with husband and wife. He was happy to call himself your husband and was eager to call you his wife.

As he reminisced on the contract ceremony 'Wedding' all the while playing with your delicate human hand, his eyes trained on that glittering band signifying your title as his wife and forever mate, his clawed hand threading through your head of hair, practically purring in delight at the warmth sharing with you, hoping this would have calmed you down from your sadness. Oh, how your husband wished to ease you of your pain forever, but he knows he could not wipe your precious memories as much as he regrets. As much as your memory hurts you, human memory is fragile and precious. Even the moments of hurt will be tied to moments of happiness, and he never wants for you to lose those.

His heart squeezed feeling your hand clench his robes your fingers grazing against his bare chest. He whispered your name only to be met with quiet snoozing. He couldn't help but chuckle you were so cute.

"Good night, my dear. Have good dreams, only for you to wake in my arms again; I love you, my wife."

[dotomuses]

morbidial (fatui x abyss!reader) child neglect, mention of death, violence

00 — remember me.

it’s not that you don’t remember, it’s just that there’s a lot you don’t. it’s painful, to reach out into whatever clear corners were left in your mind to find any trace of you and not those of a creature from the abyss. whether it’s some spell of subserviency, some sick side-affect of the void, or your own mind, you just can’t remember.

but you do, don't you? you choose to forget. you can try to convince yourself that it’s to keep the abyss from having any more leverage on you, but that’s a lie. you don’t want to remember because you still mourn, you keep mourning a life you never had.

of course you remember a soft hand swiping over your face, to wash dirt and grime off of you when they first found you. you remember the same hand pushing you away when you cried, because snezhnaya does not believe in tears.

you remember her too. you remember your mother. you remember her gentle laughter and her close-eyed smile, you remember her scornful glances and the way her hands tensed at loud children. you remember her disappearing for months for work and returning with the nice men and their big guns.

you remember your siblings welcoming her back, the elder girls and boys clapping and bowing, while the younger ones sprang and beamed at her. you remember wanting to do the same, but feeling lightheaded and ill when you saw her. weariness, you learned later, was what you felt.

you once wanted, so bad, to be a part of the big family you lived with. barely eight, with big, hopeful eyes, clinging to the coat of the man who brought you there, staring up at the big colosseum of a house and the many children running around there.

you had once been so ecstatic to start this different life, after the troubling one you had so far, seeing all the children laugh and run around. but you were a hare among rabbits and a dog among wolves. your life so far had made you too harsh for the innocence of a normal childhood and too weak for one of hardships. you tried to blend in, but it was hopeless. did you try too hard, or not try hard enough?

trying to join in on games was easy at first, everyone was excited at the prospect of a new playmate, a new sibling. but when you recoiled too harshly at being touched and caught in a game of tag, they pulled away, awkward. you liked to draw too, but showing others your pictures made you shy and embarrassed, but the children thought of you as egoistical. small things, very, very small things, made you too odd to be around. 

the other children would find your unblinking stare unsettling, and your stillness unnerving. it wasn’t that the house of the hearth didn’t have its own black sheep, but let us not pretend you were a lamb. an ugly duckling, who wasn’t a swan chick in the wrong nest, but a loon out of water.

eventually, your oddity just became you. you didn’t understand why nobody at all talked to you. the children in your years swerved around you, not wanting to attach themselves to a weed like yourself, and influenced by their elders, the new children avoided you like a plague.

it was… unbearable. your situation is so pitiable and morose that you fell into a mood too sombre for a little youth. isolation and loneliness sent you into a dark place, and the fragile hope that rested in your bones was shattered with every rejection you received. a little child, depraved of the stimulating feeling of joy and the company of your only community. a little child, taken from one poor family to another. a bird first held under the water, and then taken away to be held under sand.

nobody saw you. nobody at all. not your absent mother, not the caretaking mistresses, not your “siblings”, nobody. you had managed to get through it for the first year, but your peace had cracked quickly after. loneliness had irreparably, irreversibly, permanently been changed into a different person. at some point in your childhood, you became violent, scratching at anyone who came too close, and sneering at just about anyone with cutting words. you had hoped your outbursts of anger would have made you more noticeable, and the scolding of others made you beam with satisfaction. 

only until of course, the scoldings thinned out, and the house left you be, hoping to satiate you with silence and alone-time. you could have laughed at the irony of it if you didn’t feel so ridden with despair, your ears perpetually ringing from the quiet, your efforts truly were useless weren’t they?

your only method of releasing any pent up energy and dismay was the training your mother insisted every child in the house must participate in. beating at dummies with a stupid wooden club to hopefully beat away at your steadily growing morosity as well. 

your… vigor, if you could call it that, finally got you noticed. by one person, an old lady who patrolled the corridors, playing the role of a “captain” for all the children who trained.

she alone patted at your scars, giving you the simple opportunity of being more. more than your siblings. your depravity allowed you to cling onto any such praise, lighting a bit of a darker competitive streak in you, a blaze of fury stifling down anybody else who even tried to overtake you.

your “captain” prodded at the monster you were becoming, encouraging scuffles rather than reprimanding you for them. she didn’t defend you when the mistresses shrieked over your teeth biting into a girl’s arm, or your foot to a boy’s jaw, letting you snarl back at them yourself.

she created a small young beast, wrapping the thread of your broken heart and fragile soul around her wrinkled fingers, letting you rely on a person you thought truly valued you. perhaps she truly did. you chose to ignore, to forget the bite in her voice when you couldn’t perform well, pushing with more determination to make her proud of you again. you chose to remember her wired hands pulling at your face, joyful of your violent drive and cold sophistication.

your wooden club was replaced by a sword in a month, and your opponents went from dummies to the nice men with big guns who agreed to the lady’s offer to spar with you. you’d always stop at a blade to their throats, a victory, or a breathless lean against your weapon, a failure.

you, for once, felt complete. worthy. useful. even more so when your opponent grumbled congratulations, surely you were allowed a little smugness at fighting grown men and winning.

your mentor passed shortly after you came of age. you mourned for two months and a half, grieving the one person who gave you a glance that lasted longer than a second. the familiarity of your life fell and faded quickly, your spars less frequent and your days more empty.

you didn’t feel upset. she had been ailing for a while, and her death must have brought her peace. peace that you would cherish for her, in the place of her withering corpse. you were old enough to contribute to what she and the house had trained you and your siblings so long for, the mother government of snezhnaya, a nation you’d never even gotten close to visiting. 

your years there, however few, got you a strange reputation. right from the very start of your soldiership you were avoided by those under the knave, your mother, and the others caught along quickly. your team of weaker gunmen and hammer-wielding men were assigned to you simply so you could keep them alive long enough to fulfill their own duties. you found it nearly disgusting, the lack of their ability and their belief in their own contribution to the motherland. what did they think they were contributing to, sitting around while you hunted food and intruders alike? useless folk. all of them.

you tuned it out, your irritation, as you have and would many times over. your goals did not sit still like your comrades, but changed by the will of your leaders. did you consider them worthy enough to listen to? maybe not, but the sense of security you got in following orders, anchoring yourself in a community, gave you life.

then came the abyss, with her gentle hands, whisking your alice liddell self away into a wonderland, and you found security in being powerful.

dear, (name), how does it feel to hate enough to floor cities to the ground? to feel angry enough to swipe your claws at any man remotely brave enough to approach you? to be stealthy enough to evade your weak life in the overworld for centuries, and strong enough to keep yourself from dwelling over it? you have become one of the many gems from the abyssal cave. 

beautiful thing, do hope that the prince and his people do not bore themselves out at musing over you.

your peace comes in fragments, make them whole. at least, live trying. your stillness becomes that of a lynx, and your unblinking eyes that of a snake. your harshness is the beak of a loon. your claws are sharp and your canines sharper. they adore you more than anyone else ever has. 

value it, value them.

don't forget.

interaction appreciated !

ㄟ( ▔, ▔ )ㄏ i will probably continue the sagau series as well, but i'm a little demotivated to finish it. i am planning to turn this into a series, please do share ideas and thoughts >< it does help in keeping that drive to write a bit.

[etheries1015]

Fem!reader x Furina - Testing the waters

Warning: minor depictions of internalized homophobia, female pronouns.

Becoming the first close friend of Furina, you were of course subject to her every whim and new human emotions and experiences. This included, of course, romance.

The former archon had recently become enamored with reading books of the more romantic genre. Sitting in her room working on your own project scribbling notes down in a journal while she lay atop her bed reading one of these novels, the question that she threw your way almost caused you to spit out the tea she had kindly brewed for you.

"(Y/n)...what is...kissing like?"

You looked up startled at the blue haired girl with curious eyes, surprised to see her face right in front of yours. With an awkward smile and a chuckle, you averted your gaze with rosy cheeks.

"It's..um..." You hummed in thought for a moment, thinking back to times in which you experienced such things with others. The mere thought of it made you shiver before giving your final answer.

"From my experience," you began, Furina leaning in to listen attentively, "It's...painful. Your chest will start beating super fast and you get this knot in the middle of your stomach. But I like to think that with the right person, its magical. I think." She scoffed at your answer and folded her arms, tilting her head and scowling at you.

"That isn't at all what the books say! And what do you mean by you think?" She huffed. You took note how cute she looked with her cheeks in a pout, but you knew she would never actually be angry at you.

"Well, I havent particularly found the right person. And you-" you poked her forehead playfully, "should wait for the right person, too. Someone you sincerely trust with all of your heart. Kissing is a way of closing the space of your love, and with the wrong person," you winced almost as if recalling painful memories, "you...anyways!" You interrupted your thoughts and flicked her forehead a second time, much to her dismay crying out at your actions.

"My point is, you will know when the time comes how it feels. Don't rush that kind of thing." Pouting and holding onto her forehead as you returned to your work, Furina glanced over at the book lazily open upon her bed and back to you.

"Someone I trust with all of my heart..." She muttered, "so, you?"

The words came out of nowhere and almost as a reflex, you weren't even certain if she has truly meant those words and simply was ruling out the list of people whom she was closest to. You let out a breath laugh at that declaration, shaking your head and avoiding her gaze.

"Its sweet you trust me. But...you don't want to kiss me. You don't feel that kind of trust for me." She tilted her head in confusion and lay her stomach on the soft cushions of her bed and proppeing her head up with her hands to stare at you.

"And how would you know that?"

"Because I'm a girl."

"So?"

"And you're a girl."

"I'm still failing to see the issue here, you are someone I trust, might I add the ONLY person I trust, which makes you the most viable option, no?" Furina retorted.

You spun around in your chair feeling yourself go almost insane at this back and forth, your heart aching at her innocence and oblivious words. It was as if watching yourself all over again fall into the same ideals, reminding you all the times your heart bled for the struggles that came with your sexuality.

"Furina," you attempted to compose yourself, "Romantic and platonic love are easy to confuse but...if you're looking for love, in human society its better you find a nice guy to take you on a few dates, bring you flowers and treat you well...two girls together is just-" Furina sat up from her position and stared you down, her demeanor becoming much more serious and forthcoming than before.

"You do all of those things for me," She pointed out, "what difference does it make that we are both females? Such things should be unconditional, right?" You pursed your lips, your heart dropping into the pit of your stomach. Silence reigned between the two of you, Furina watching as you bit your bottom lip and averted your gaze from her strong confident blue eyes.

"Fine!" You groaned, "If you want to kiss so badly, then fine." Furina perked up as you stood from your chair and walked over to where she sat on the bed, her cheeks taking a rosy tint of red as you crawled onto the sheets. The bed sunk down with your weight and you felt yourself begin to tremble as the air took a dramatic shift, the situation suddenly thick in your throat causing your hands to tremble. Once you had made it in a comfortable position in front of her, the silence felt heavy with every second you just stared into her eyes. Her lips parted with anticipation with her gaze flickering between your lips and nervous eyes.

"tell me," You said in a calm and almost hushed whisper, "Tell me...if you want me to stop, okay?" She nodded in response and watched as you leaned forward, your noses almost touching. You could feel the warmth of her breath against your lips as your hands gently cupped her cheeks, pressing your forehead against Furinas staring into her multi-colored orbs.

"Do I close my eyes now? Like what the book says?" You held yourself back from chuckling.

"Yeah, like the book." Watching her as her eyelids fluttered shut and silence take over once again, every second felt as if it were stretching into hours, and you were almost certain the pounding of your heart was loud enough to fill the entirety of the room. Your hands hovered gently upon her cheeks as if she were as fragile as glass, before gathering up enough courage and adrenaline to finally press your lips against hers and close your eyes.

Initially, it was flimsy yet that didn't bother you. Although it was obvious she did not particularly know what to do other than close her eyes and pucker her lips, it left you smiling into the kiss and thinking just how perfect she was. Pulling away only a centimeter her eyes opened once again to gauge your reaction.

"Love," You said only above a whisper, "Don't pucker your lips so much. Let them relax..." She gave you a slight nod and you pressed your lips against hers once more, using one arm to grab the back of her head and the other to guide her down to the plush pillows below. You pressed yourself against her a little more roughly, her arms moving around your back to give you a tight hug. Thinking about deepening the kiss yet afraid she wasn't ready, you pulled your face away from hers with your arms caging her head. Furinas face was flushed and her lips parted, unable to tear her eyes full of hearts away from your uncertain gaze.

The anxiety began to pick up again the longer you two stared, and you found your eyes averting as it had done many times before. Furina used her hands to cup your cheeks as you had done hers, rubbing a thumb over your cheek.

"You're shaking," her voice sounding gentle and sweet as candy, "Why?" You bit your lip and moved one of your hands to encapsulate hers, interlocking fingers and kissing the top of her hand.

"Just...nervous."

"About?"

"Just...how did it feel? To.. kiss? Was it just like the books like you hoped?" You were almost afraid of the answer, but your worries were quickly washed away as Furina pulled herself back up to place her lips upon yours once more.

"It was...magical."

[luxxid]

them reacting to you in a assistants' attire

he was floored when he first saw you dresed like this, it was uncommon for you to wear such clothing. he despises it saying it was too revealing and that eyes would be on you constantly. and advise you not to wear it while being secretly hard, was it his fault that you were wearing such ravishing attire?

Your fishnets exposed your soft thighs; black had always suited your figure; the black skirt that fit you so tightly was so ravishing, not to mention the full-sleeve white shirt that cradled your breasts so perfectly, was so enticing. he could see your lacy panties from a mile away. oh, and how could he forget your black stilettos? his desire to fuck you while wearing them was irresistible. he knew you were tempting him; he knew that very well. 

"well darling, you look quite appealing." if you do wear this attire outside, you will undoubtedly attract unwelcome attention. so, the only eyes you need on you are mine." With a deep, gruffy voice, he stated, his hands firmly clasping your figure as he seized your chin to face him.

his face bore a domineering expression, and you knew very well what was going to happen in the following few seconds. "now what shall i do with you?" He inquired as he looped his fingers under your chin and brought his face closer to yours.

the next thing you felt was a pair of lips on your own, his tongue was plunging inside your mouth, and he was going furious. perhaps wearing this wasn't such a bad idea.

⚜ PIERRO, DOTTORE, Pantalone, TARTAGLIA, ARATAKI ITTO, ZHONGLI, KAEYA, Diluc, Kamisato Ayato ⚜

[herwritingartcowboy]

Being The Girlfriend/Wife Of The Archons

A/n: I am taking out Nahida cause she is a child and two ew and no.

Fandom: Genshin Impact

Character(s): Venti, Zhongli, Ei, Focalors,

Warning(s): Slight spoilers , fluff, death, angst,

Readers Gender: Female

Venti-

Everyone knew venti was dating you due to all his songs would have your name in them

Does play music for you when waking up, going to sleep, to relax, even just random times and you do enjoy them

Always there when he is drunk and yes does try to make you drink with him

Can’t sleep without you so please be beside when sleeping

Loves holding your hand walking, sitting, even when eating this man will try to hold your hand

Give him head pats cause when you do it he will melt

Loves resting his head on your chest

Hugs are things he loves to give you

His biggest fear is losing you he may not show it but that is his biggest nightmare

He was terrified when you saw his archon form thinking you will be scared of him but grew more in love with you when you said “I don’t Venti cause I think I’m the most luckiest girl in all of Teyvat

Loves going on adventures with you

A cuddle guy

Does love receiving kisses and giving kisses

You do help him with his braids and style his hair for fun, putting him in fun hair styles

Very understanding

Small spoon

Give teasing but simp energy

Zhongli-

Will pay for all your dates

Tells you stories if you ask if it’s because you are curious or need help falling asleep

Will remind you embarrassing things you did

Did make a contract for you two to stay together forever and it was so cute you had time sign it

Gives you ride in his dragon form

If you ask he will give you advice

Give you all sorts of gifts and if you ever give this man a gift he will die cause he feels so in love and embarrassed

Treats you very fragile cause he doesn’t want to hurt you

Biggest fear is if one of you two forget the other, he doesn’t want you to leave cause he does want to forget you

Loves peppering your face with kisses and if you do it to him his face will turn pink

Big spoon but if you ask he will be a small spoon

Gives you flowers as gifts, knows what each flower means and will tell you

Does make tea for the both of you

Takes walks with you

One time very shyly asked you if he could rest his head on your lap and ever since than he will ask

Gives me loser boyfriend/husband energy

Ei/Raiden Shogun-

Loves you very much but would never say it outloud

Buys you allot of gifts

If you tell her you love her she will be extremely embarrassed

Like Zhongli she is big spoon but wouldn’t mind being small spoon

Loves spending time with you

Always tells Yea Miki about you

Give kisses to your forehead and gets happy when you give her kisses

You two do each others hair while she tells you stories

You have to cook all meals but you do help her or let her be your assistant when cooking

Smiles when think of you

Holds your hand

Always laughs at your jokes no matter how stupid

On dates might order more than enough food but that’s because she wants to make sure you are fed well

Does teach you how to fight

Is also scared of you losing you and not wanting you to get hurt

Has thought about making a puppet like you so if anything were to happen you can truly never leave her

The only person that can make her smile and laugh

Is the girlfriend that will say “She asked for no pickles”

Focalors-

Always impressed by anything you do

Likes tasting new treats with you

Does your hair in cute styles and compliments you allot

Very easy to talk to

She loves telling all sorts of things

You two feel very calm in each others presence and can just sit quietly but just love being next to each other

You always tell her you love how smart she is and she gets very embarrassed

Gives you cheek kisses

Does song you lullaby’s

Playing in the water is something you guys did once

Scared that the celestials will do something to you and wants to make sure you are protected

She is a very caring girlfriend

[irosariaz]

STEAL YOU WAY {DILUC} PT 3

You're stuck in a loveless arranged marriage; your husband doesn't even talk to you and as loneliness is about to swallow you whole a bright young man appears and brings passion to your heart again | NO MAJOR WARNINGS APPLY | PART 3/? | FEM READER

READ PART 1 / PART 2

Diluc scoffed before shaking his arm off your grip, the temperature started to rise in the room.

“You didn't know I had any interest until two minutes ago and suddenly there is a huge urge from your part to get to know me?”

He started to walk down the stairs, with you almost stepping on his heels.

“I will not entertain your fantasies”

You tripped on the last stair but Diluc kept walking towards the door, not sparing a glance.

The floor was comfortable.

So you stayed there, and felt tears stinging in your eyes.

Was it true? Were you that miserable? Was Diluc offended or disappointed? Was he going to tell your husband?

Around ten minutes went by before you regained the strength to stand up to walk away, out of town and into the forest.

It was a long walk but the embarrassment was too much, and the tears just kept flowing because it really was true.

You were ungrateful, you hated this life and wanted more.

For the first time in a while your bed felt uncomfortable.

Two days went by before the lady of the house stepped out of her room, and a third would've gone by if it were not for the unexpected visitor.

One of the maids stormed into the room.

“Miss, you must get dressed now, Master Diluc is here”

Oh. Master Diluc.

“Tell my husband I am not in condition to receive visitors”

And then you felt it, the slight raise of temperature, the sudden lack of air, a heavy presence on your doorstep.

“My business with your husband is done, I need to speak with you; are you such an irresponsible wife as to forfeit the preparations for your anniversary celebration?”

You didn't even raise your head from the pillow to turn and look at him.

“Master Diluc I must ask you to leave”

“I won't”

The poor maid was holding onto the door-frame for dear life, torn between helping her mistress or running away from the scene, and ultimately opting for the latter.

Diluc took that as a good sign and stepped into the room to take a seat on the edge of the bed.

“I would like to offer a sincere apology regarding my behavior the last time we saw each other; I was childish and disrespectful to you and your marriage, please consider this as me extending my hand in order to form a mutually beneficial… friendship”

You remained immobile.

“Thank you Master Diluc, now please leave”

This time he listened, and the air felt cold once the door was closed and he was gone.

It was merely two hours later that the first letter arrived.

The door to your room flung open, your husband squeaking excitedly with an envelope in his hand.

“Looks like Master Diluc has taken a liking to you my dear wife! This is very important for us, he is a very influential person in Mondstat you know?”

Of course you knew, so you sat up and looked at him with pure confusion across your face.

“He wrote to me?”

“Of course he did! You are the wife of one of the best businessmen in Mondstat!”

He handed you the letter and left the room, muttering to himself about riches and new royalty.

The envelope was simple, with only your name written on the outside and a small red wax seal keeping it shut; the paper was of nice quality, and you didn't notice your hands shaking until you were already reading the contents.

“My lady,

Once again I apologize for insulting your marriage, your honor and your name; I am deeply ashamed by my behavior and my words and if you no longer wish to speak to me that is understandable, but please do not deny me that pleasure, you are but a fine woman and I sincerely wish to be of your acquaintance; I am not a person fond of socializing and formalities, but to gain your trust and to demonstrate my good wishes to you please accompany your husband tomorrow to my state for the last catering review for your anniversary celebration.

Even if you do not wish to see me, please write soon.

Yours, Diluc Ragnvindr”

Oh so dreamy, was he not?

You rolled your eyes before reaching out for pen and paper from your desk.

[strkyoo]

✦ 彡 OCTOBER PASSED ME BY

pairing ; various fem genshin characters x fem!reader — slight fluff to angst w/ no comfort ! 

warnings ; break-ups?, reader died in some part, a bit of desperation in some part too, light tw on the last part?? (talking abt deaths), gamon (gagal move on/failed to move on) yahaha — wc ; 0.9k

kyo’s note ; awal oktober is like “we fell in love in october” while akhir oktober is “october passed me by”‼️‼️ SO TRUE (im not ok) (i also got lazy at the end u could tell)

〉MASTERLIST〈

i keep the letters that you wrote in a secret place.

when you two were still together, you always bought things that reminded each of you of each other. plush toys, jewelry, matching outfits, and other items. letters are also included—she loves to exchange letters with you, especially when you’re away from each other.

but now, all the things you bought for her are all meaningless. without you by her side anymore, what does these things even mean to her? these things now had no value. the urge to break them and get those things out of her sight is just… too intense. yet, she can’t. she knew your last wish for her was to take care of the things you had bought for her. she hides them in a secret place, sometimes would look at them and gradually think about how these things used to make her smile like a fool. oh, how she missed this feeling— how she missed you.

YOIMIYA, FOCALORS, amber, xiangling, ganyu, KIRARA, LISA, NINGGUANG, keqing.

yeah, i got bitter when you got cold, and could you really blame me though?

you were a sweetheart in her eyes. someone so sweet, soft, kind, gentle. someone who impossibly can do a crime, someone who wouldn’t and won’t break her heart—someone as perfect as an angel.

at least, that’s what she thought before certain things happened between you and her.

here she is—looking at you like someone she utterly despises, despite the fact that she used to swear to the archons that she’ll cherish you and protect you forever. you got bitter from time to time, and she got cold and hurt as a result. well, things changed, right? and she still couldn’t help to miss your subtle smile that always made her forget about the weights around her shoulders.

ARLECCHINO, yelan, RAIDEN EI, shenhe, candice, DEHYA, KUKI SHINOBU.

you know this song is about you, who else could it be?

she wrote a poem about you, about how perfect you are. she sang for you, about how she couldn’t get enough of your love. she takes loads of photos of you, admiring how gorgeous you look from every angle. she would do anything for you. you are the love of her life after all.

but you left her alone. you left her side. words couldn’t express how much this hurt her internally. she couldn’t stop re-reading the poem she wrote about you, she couldn’t stop humming your favorite songs, she couldn’t stop looking at your angelic photos. she couldn’t let you go.

XINGYAN, CHARLOTTE, ayaka, nilou, yun jin, BARBARA.

you were the first to make me feel like i was me.

she never felt any feelings like this when she’s with you. it feels… weird. in a good way. how her eyes softened when she saw you, how her face would heat up, how her heart rate increased, how the mingling and odd ticklish feelings filled her stomach and how the overwhelming feelings slowly destroyed her in the most heavenly way. she can be herself around you, and that’s the only thing she wished to feel once in her life.

but that was the first and last time she would ever have that feeling. she couldn’t feel the same way anymore. she couldn’t love another person in the same way that she loves you. and this was the first and the last time that she would be able to feel love and pain in such a way.

CLORINDE, sucrose, LYNETTE, ROSARIA, eula, mona, KOKOMI, KUJOU SARA, collei, noelle.

i made you my whole world.

she imagined a lovely future for your relationship. she imagined how she’ll wake up right next to you in your shared bed, how she’ll start a lazy morning with you—spending the rest of her life with you by her side.

but fate said otherwise. and it was being really, really cruel. archons above, why would they take you apart from other people? she just can’t imagine a life without you. it’s impossible—it feels like she is losing the sun of her life—the hope of her life. she just wanted you and only you. oh what is she supposed to do without you?

yanfei, LUMINE, faruzan, mona, LAYLA, fischl.

always in the back of my mind, you’ll be my girl.

the combination of all the parts—she did everything and anything for you.

she keeps the things that remind her of you, she wrote poems about how perfect you were for her. you were the first who made her feel like herself—she made you her whole world. you were her everything, her other half… she just couldn’t let you go. she cherishes you dearly, even if death could separate you from her—she would gladly die with you.

NAVIA, YAE MIKO, la signora, jean, BEIDOU, HU TAO.

likes, comments & reblogs are appreciated ! ♡ 

— © strkyoo.

[contentloadingandstuff]

Jealousy Bits - Zhongli, Diluc & Alhaitham x Fem!Reader

A/N: It's my second time writing for Fem!Reader, so C&C is more than welcome! CW: Alhaitham might be a little OOC.

Zhongli

Jealousy is a foreign concept for Zhongli. For eons his mind was preoccupied with more important matters than petty insecurity. Centuries passed, and never once have you given him a reason to worry. But as time passed and Zhongli, along with you, stepped down from his position, he started connecting more with his human side. He experienced many things he never got the chance to as a god - including a certain kind of longing.

"I'm leaving, dear!" You look over the contents of your purse, making sure everything necessary is contained within. Your hand moves to rest on the doorknob, but you pick up the sound of steady footsteps. 

Turning back towards the living room, you see Zhongli standing in the corridor, his eyes resting on you. "If I may ask, where are you going today?" 

"I managed to convince Ganyu to have a proper meal at Wanmin Restaurant. Poor thing needs to quit starving herself, don't you think?"

Smiling slightly, he nods. "Yes, that would be good for her health. Ever since the… choking incident, Ganyu has never been the same."

You both chuckle. Zhongli crosses his arms over his chest. 

"I shouldn't keep her waiting. You know how anxious she tends to be." Once again, you turn towards the door. 

Something sparks in his mind. The mental image of you, laughing and smiling with somebody else while he is alone evokes a specific feeling, an itch that urges him to keep you in place, here, with him. Zhongli wants to stop you, and he stretches out his arm, but thinks better of it. You turn the key in the door, and the sensation comes back. He feels the need to act. 

Zhongli clears his throat. "I… I am having tea when you return. If you'd care to join me."

When your gaze meets his amber eyes, he seems unsure, and looks down at the floor in unusual embarrassment. His arm drops back down to his side. You approach him with a smirk, resting your hand on his chest. 

"Aw, is someone jealous?" A slight blush forms on his face at your gentle touch. 

"Perhaps." He answers after a moment. 

You slide your hand into his, and squeeze it gently. It's warm and bigger than yours, his gloves adding a pleasant texture. Zhongli looks back at you when you cup his cheek with your other hand. 

"It's okay. We'll take a nice bath when I return, have tea, and then… we'll see where the evening leads us." You plant a featherlite kiss on his lips, and send him a smile before turning to leave. 

Before you can open the door, he speaks again. 

"I love you, Y/N."

"I love you as well, Morax."

Diluc

Diluc cares only for those strangers he absolutely must, but he keeps his loved ones close. Although he keeps a steady facade suggesting otherwise, he gets possessive at times - just as anybody else. Cool as he is, Diluc won’t stop himself from acting upon his feelings with his characteristic decisiveness.

His eyes skim over the paper in his hand. Thirty barrels, twenty-seven million Mora - everything seems in order. He grabs the pen and scribbles his signature. The man thanks him and leaves shortly. Diluc sighs and rubs his temple.

It was supposed to be your night out. Just some casual drinks, grape juice for him and some light alcohol for you to finish off the work week. Despite explicitly stating that he is off-work, the recent delivery of Harra Fruit extract decided to arrive at that exact moment. With who the other party was, letting one of the staff handle him would be bad for his image. Begrudgingly, Diluc welcomed the merchant and finished the deal. Although he lost an hour or so, the evening was still salvageable. 

The noble turns back from the loading bay towards the Angel’s Share back door, and pushes it open. His eyes see the familiar scene of many men and women enjoying their evening to the tune of a mediocre ballad, sounding out from the small stage. The notes are fine, but the occasional mishap doesn’t go unheard by his sensitive ears. Despite that, the tavern goers seem to pay no attention, possibly too drunk to notice. Still, if his memory serves him right, the last performer had far more lyrical talent. 

He looks around the tables Venti frequents, but doesn’t find him there. Where did this rascal go-

“Y/N, do you perhaps wield the power of Anemo? Because your beauty blew me away!”

His eyes turn sharply towards the counter. The cyan-clad bard, his back leaning against the wood, smiles in satisfaction. In front of Diluc sees you, blushing slightly and giggling. 

“That was… wow. Horrible.” You smirk. “But I’m sure you can do better.”

Diluc watches as Venti looks away, smiling, his mind rushing with ideas. He suddenly looks back at you, a wide smile on his lips. Barbatos clears his throat theatrically. 

“It’s handy I have my library card on me, because I am totally checking you out!”

Both of you laugh. Diluc furrows his brows, and his heart starts beating faster. How can such crude humor make you laugh? You never laugh as hard at his jokes…

A small blush creeps up his face as he looks on, suddenly hyper-aware of his thoughts. He brushes the shame off. He is right - this evening was supposed to be “Diluc and Y/N talking and drinking” and not “Venti and Y/N talking and drinking while Diluc handles business”. There is no way the drunkard Archon steals your attention tonight.

“Two rounds, please! One for me, and one for the prettiest Windblume in this locale!” Venti says, raising two fingers.

Charles nods and reaches for the cups, but Diluc glares at him and shakes his head slightly. The bartender makes his understanding known and turns to a different client. The aristocrat looks around the tab record and quickly finds a small piece of paper, labeled with the bard’s name. Nine rounds… That would equal seven thousand three hundred Mora. Drawing another note, he writes down the numbers and places the paper inside a mug. He leaves the serving area and circles to approach you and Venti from the side. 

The bard, too deep in his flirty conversation, fails to notice his approach. With a fairly loud sound, Diluc puts down the mug right next to Venti. His aqua eyes dart straight towards the tycoon. 

“Oh! Hello master Diluc! How is the evening going?” The innocent tone that reaches Diluc’s ears annoys him even further. 

“You ordered two drinks, I believe.” He walks in front of Venti, arms now crossed over his chest. “You will get them upon paying for the nine so far. If you don’t, I will ask you to leave. You’ve drunk enough.”

The mug is picked up, and Venti draws the paper. Upon looking at the sum, he smirks and puts the utensil down. “Why, of course! Let me get my coin pouch really quick.”

After patting his sides and drawing the leather container with a small Aha!, Venti peeks inside, and his confident smile turns into an awkward one. He chuckles. 

“It seems that I forgot most of my Mora tonight, how unfortunate, truly! Can I just… add it to my account?” Venti looks at Diluc with big, puppy eyes. The man scuffs, unmoved.

“The one counting three hundred thousand Mora? Sure. If you pay it up now, that is. Do you have the money?”

The bard smiles nervously. “Ehe~” He turns to you. ‘My oh my! Look how late it is! Sleep is important, miss Y/N, and so I will rest now. Goodnight~”

Venti evacuates with practiced ease, Diluc’s eyes burning a hole in the back of his head. You turn to look at Diluc. 

“Does he really drink this much…?” You ask, feeling a bit awkward after witnessing their interaction.

Your lover shrugs, and sits down on Venti’s place. He turns to you, a confident smile gracing his lips. 

“Well, I’m here. What about your other two wishes?”

You smile and chuckle at his unexpected goofiness, covering your mouth with your hand to stop yourself from laughing out loud. Diluc swears it’s the sweetest sound he’s ever heard from you.

Alhaitham

Alhaitham holds most strangers in a neutral regard. Their squabbles, bold flirts and personal drama doesn't interest him, and as such rarely anything can get him possessive and needy. Someone flirts with you? You can handle things on your own. Spending less time with him? No matter, you have things to get done as well. Talking to another man? If he is nothing more than a coworker or a friend, it's none of his business. Despite this solid and logical reasoning, Alhaitham assumed he would be jealous at some point - just in case. Yet he expected a human to be the cause, and not… an animal.

A cat, to be precise. 

It all started when, coming home from shopping, the two of you were approached by a stray. Alhaitham recalls the unfortunate creature resembled a wet, rotten rag more than an actual feline. It started meowing at you while rubbing its filthy face on your leg. Instead of repulsion, however, you felt pity for the animal. After a good five minutes of pressure and puppy eyes, Alhaitham agreed to take the cat in. On the condition that you would take responsibility and care for it, of course. 

After being taken to Amurta veterinarians, who cleaned, bandaged and prescribed the right medication to the poor animal, it started resembling an actual cat. When the researchers confirmed that the cat would be fine, it was given a name, one that stuck in his mind ever since. 

Alibaba. 

Or Ali for short. 

It was just as he expected, and true to what you promised. You fed the cat, cleaned his litter box, gave him medicine, played with and groomed him. Over time, Alibaba returned to his former glory. His fur grew back, now long and lustrous. It was mostly white, with light brown patches near his paws, tail, ears and mouth, perfectly complimenting his deep blue eyes. Alibaba soon got plump and lazy, which you found greatly adorable. He was an obedient cat with a loud purr and a gentleman's meow that stole more and more of your heart each time. 

Alhaitham didn't pay much attention to your new pet. That is, he didn't until you started calling the cat names. It's normal, he knows that. That’s just what humans do with pets. But something about you calling Ali a “handsome boy” and a “gentleman” doesn't sit right with him. He gets those compliments on occasion, but Alibaba gets it daily for just existing… 

He couldn't believe he was getting jealous over an animal. Just when he pushed the thought away, the creature already noticed his feelings. It started running away from Alhaitham, and moving away when he tried to pet it. Ali didn't even eat the food and treats he provided, but dined on yours just fine. The cat didn't restrain itself from looking smugly at Alhaitham while being praised and showered in affection by you, seemingly mocking your boyfriend. 

The whole situation was silly, and he knew it. It was only right for him to resolve his jealousy in an equally amusing way. 

One day, after returning from work, you were greeted by Alibaba, just as per usual. You went to put your things down on the table, the cat following your actions by jumping up on the furniture. It meowed, rubbing its face against your hand. You smile. 

"Who's a handsome boy?" Alibaba meows in response. "That's right! You are!" 

You move to the fridge, and grab a bag of cat food. The animal rubs its body all over your shins as you pour the food. After leaving Ali, absolutely inhaling the contents of his bowl, you go to the bedroom. You open the door and freeze. 

On the bed, resting on his side, is the shirtless Alhaitham. The sight of his chiseled chest fills your eyes, and a small blush of surprise heats up your cheeks. 

For a solid minute or so, you stand there, unsure of how to react to this unusual situation. Alhaitham looks at you with a slight smug. 

"Am I a handsome boy as well?" 

Thanks for reading!

[blissfullyapillow]

How they spoil you with their lavish funds ($$) and how you’re their safe space in return

Fem reader

wc: 3,870~

Summary: More fluffy scenarios but this time the roles are reversed. Pt 1 here

Warnings: Caelus’ part kinda has a fourth wall break, Jing Yuan’s part is mildly suggestive mildly is an understatement idk what's wrong with me

Characters: Neuvillette, Jing Yuan, Sampo (surprise ik), Caelus

Pillow Talks: Guys can you tell I love Neuvillette? Like, a totally normal amount right? Haha.. yeah.. (Also a random spike in love for Sampo... Idk it came out of nowhere… ( ͡º ꒳ ͡º) (I’m sorry))  My favorite line here is, “If anything he lowkey uses you as an excuse to scam even more people.” Like wtf that’s so bad. It’s hilarious. 

Masterlist

𖥔 ݁ Neuvillette ༉‧₊˚.

Will not hesitate to participate in or buy anything that brings you happiness

During one of your dates you two walked past various shops. He caught you staring at some of the items in the display windows so he made a pointed effort to bring you inside each and every store so you could look around.

You refused to pick out anything, but Neuvillette could tell just by the look in your eyes what really caught your attention.

You both went home that evening empty handed

The following day he returned home from work with bags upon bags in his hand, full of the items that caught your attention the previous day

He adored the shocked yet delighted glimmer in your eyes as you gratefully thanked him for his generosity (you two have been married for years at this point but you still thank him every time, and every time you do his heart swells with pride that he’s able to do these things for you)

Whenever he has a particularly rough trial in court, he returns home with a heavy heart accompanied by cloudy skies. Somehow, you always know, and your warm embrace is enough to quell the impending drops of rain

He cherishes you, and you love him wholeheartedly in return

“Neuvi, I really don’t need this, you know. You buy me so many things already…” Neuvillette smiles fondly at your reflection, and you turn around in your elegant dress to look at him.

“You look enchanting. Please indulge me in my selfish desires and keep the dress, my love.” His eyes shine with pride as he looks you over, so you can’t bring yourself to turn him down; not when he’s gazing at you with such an insurmountable amount of love in his eyes.

“Okay…” At the sound of your compliance, Neuvillette has to look away, lest you see the knowing glint in his eyes.

You agreed just like he knew you would. 

“Oh, that reminds me. I need your assistance with something Neuvillette. Please, sit down here.” He dutifully follows your command as he situates himself comfortably on your shared bed.

“What does my lovely wife have in store for me?” His words serve to tease you. He loves the adorable smile that stretches your lips at his teasing.

“Hold still.” Is all you say. So he does, and he watches as you lift an expensive brand of lipstick to your lips. It’s the one he recently bought you that he adamantly insists brings out your eyes. 

Of course when he gave it to you he insisted that you keep it, because in his eyes it truly does draw more attention to your beautiful orbs. 

Once your lips are adequately coated with the shade of the lipstick you move closer to him. You move until you’re standing in between his legs. His hands automatically gravitate to your waist. 

He raises an eyebrow in question, but nevertheless waits for you to continue with whatever you have in mind.

At the feel of your soft lips on his cheek, he chokes back a delighted groan. Your lips slowly pull away only to find themselves on another area of his face. As you kiss his face, his heart pounds uncontrollably in his chest.

He visibly shudders when your lips finally brush against his.

He leans into your touch, and his lips effortlessly mold against yours. A satisfied moan leaves you as his fingers strengthen their grip on your waist.

You’re the one to pull back first. You giggle when his lips chase after yours, refusing to part just yet. 

You indulge him until he’s satisfied and pulls away.

“My love, what have I done to deserve your tantalizing kisses?” You swoon at his sweet, loving words, before you quickly pull out a Kamera.

Neuvillette’s eyes comically widen as you snap a picture, and you quickly press yet another kiss to his cheek as you capture the moment on Kamera.

You wait for the pictures to develop. 

Once they do, you admire them alongside Neuvillette.

The first picture is wholly adorable. Neuvillette is covered with the shape of your lips all along his face in the color of the lipstick. His cheeks are slightly flushed in that picture, but they’re even worse in the following one.

You two look so in love; your lips are pressed to his cheek with a visible grin. His eyes are closed in this one, but his face is tinted pink with a similar grin to yours on his lips.

“Name… let’s take another one.”

and so you do.

You spend the rest of the evening laughing and smiling over the cute pictures you two take together.

Your favorite picture is the one where Neuvillette is kissing your cheek, his eyes closed with a small smile on his lips, his face still covered with your lipstick kisses. Your face is full of pure joy as you smile broadly at the Kamera.

You carry that one with you at all times.

˗ˏˋ ꒰ ♡ ꒱ ˎˊ˗

♡ ┃ Jing Yuan ⚡︎ ‹𝟹 

Buys you all the expensive tea sets and the highest quality of teas if you’re a tea enthusiast

He will grace you with his disarming, beautiful smile before he casually hands you the most coveted, expensive item of clothing that’s currently trending. He makes the claim that the store owner he visited today told him this is what’s hot right now, so he got it for you in hopes that you’ll love it

In this case the particular item of clothing he got it trending for good reason, and you do love it, but you scold him for carelessly spending a large sum of money over a measly item of clothing

He only laughs as you chastise him since you both know he’ll do it again. With no remorse. 

He’s someone who will spend lavishly on fun outings with you so you two can travel and make fond memories together during the rare moments of leisure he has 

He has to contain himself 90% of the time because if he didn’t you would own more things than you’d know what to do with

He makes sure to buy you things he knows you’ll like and use

After a long day full of commitments and seemingly never ending piles of paperwork, Jing Yuan is exhausted. He wants nothing more than to laze the rest of the day away in your arms.

Currently, his head rests comfortably on your lap as your fingers soothe the stress of the day away.

Jing Yuan yawns. His eyes have long since fallen shut, and a low rumble can be heard from him.

You’re convinced he’s fallen asleep, if the snores he’s emitting are anything to go by.

Your fingers slowly untangle themselves from his thick strands of hair in favor of gingerly touching his face. As you trace over his handsome features your eyes are naturally drawn to his lips.

using your thumb, you slowly brush it along his bottom lip.

Jing Yuan continues to snore, so you gently add pressure as your thumb remains on his lower lip.

His snoring stops.

You’ll feel bad if you wake him up after such a draining day, so you slowly retract your thumb.

Well, that’s what you would’ve done if his lips didn’t wrap around it.

You jolt as heat radiates throughout your body.

“Jing Yuan?” You whisper his name inquisitively.

He doesn’t verbally respond, but his tongue playfully flicks against the pad of your thumb.

a shiver runs down your spine as his golden eyes slowly pry themselves open.

They’re completely glazed over as they focus on you.

He begins to suck on your thumb as one of his hands playfully squeezes your thigh.

When he gets nothing but a choked sound out of you, he releases your thumb from his wet cavern before erupting into a fit of boisterous laughter.

You pout.

“My apologies sweetheart, but your reactions are always such a delight to bear witness to.” His apology sounds like anything but as a Cheshire like grin spreads across his face.

He removes his head from your lap. You lean back a bit to give him space, only to be surprised when his strong hands grip your thighs to pull your legs apart.

Your breath hitches as he moves to stand before you, on his knees, in between your parted thighs. His tongue languidly brushes along his bottom lip as his eyes remain fixated on yours. 

“Pretty girl, you woke me up from my nap. Even after such a long and tiring day, I am still unable to indulge in a moment of respite.” Your lips form a small frown as you fall for Jing Yuan’s carefully prepared trap.

You look so full of remorse that he almost wants to tell you he’s just pulling your leg.

He won’t though; not until he gets what he wants.

“I’m sorry, love. I was just admiring you. I didn’t mean to wake you up. Please, rest your head on me again. I promise I’ll be the most comfortable pillow you’ve ever rested your head upon! You’ll experience the respite you deserve if I have anything to do about it.” You sound so earnest, so sweet, so innocent, and Jing Yuan inhales sharply.

Oh, he wants to kiss so badly right now. 

He remains silent as he collects himself, lest he pounce on you.

When he opens his eyes once more, your beautiful orbs stare directly into his golden ones.

A lazy smirk spreads across his face, and he swiftly closes the distance between the two of you.

Oh how he relishes the way your lips part in anticipation.

"I think I deserve a kiss for all of my hard work.” He murmurs the words against your lips, his brushing against yours as he speaks.

The only response you offer is a soft, pleased moan. He takes that as an invitation to finally close the meddlesome distance between both of your eager lips.

You feel the way his body melts against yours.

You hear the content, deep rooted sigh that escapes his lips as yours meets his.

And you feel the soft, tender way his hand cups your cheek as he deepens the kiss.

Your heart flutters in your chest as you place your hand over the one that he has resting on your cheek.

He only pulls back when his lungs beg him for air. 

With a gasp, his lips part from yours.

His eyelids slowly open to reveal golden orbs that are glassy yet again. His tongue darts out to lick his lips, and your eyes zero in on the movement.

“I have another idea of how we can spend our evening together. Will my sweet angel indulge in this general’s selfish desires?” Jing Yuan’s words are strained, as if every moment his lips are apart from yours brings him immense pain.

“I.. yes- please. Kiss me again.” You tug on his sleeve, pulling him into you once more.

Jing Yuan emits a guttural groan when your lips meet again, and this time his body slots itself firmly against yours.

His arms wrap around your frame to hold you close.

You thoroughly explore and enjoy Jing Yuan’s idea, and the rest of the evening is full of the love you share for each other.

˗ˏˋ ꒰ ♡ ꒱ ˎˊ˗

﹕Sampo ‧₊˚⋅ ✉⋆˙⟡♡

Honestly this surprises Sampo more than it surprises you

He’s not one to spend money on others. He'd rather use those credits himself y���know?

Yet somehow, someway, he finds himself spending money on you. Spending. Not receiving. 

The first time he his credits on you, he bought you a singular rose in a cheesy attempt to woo you

You, not expecting Sampo to actually buy you anything, had the most ethereal smile on your lips as you thanked him

You got him addicted to seeing that look on your face. That’s the excuse he uses whenever he finds himself purchasing something for you, since he knows it’ll make you smile the same way you smiled for him that day

If anything he lowkey uses you as an excuse to scam even more people. It’s bad, I know, but per his words, and I quote, “My lovely partner deserves all of the extravagances this universe has to offer. Business extraordinaire Sampo Koski will make sure that happens by whatever means necessary.”

That line always earns him a well earned smack upside the head

On the upside, you find yourself owning unique items from all over the universe. You just had to convince Sampo to retrieve whatever items he gives you by legal and honest means. The latter he’s still struggling with, but he tries, really. 

“You’ve been laying on my arm all night and I can’t feel it.” You hear Sampo mumble from behind you. 

Your sleep addled brain takes a few moments to process his words, but once it does you shoot up from your position.

Sampo groans when the warmth of your body suddenly leaves the comfort of his arms.

He takes a moment to flex and move his arm around so blood can properly flow to the numb limb. 

"You're the only source of warmth in this stupid hotel, lay down before I get hypothermia." His contradictory words only serve to confuse you.

You turn to look at him.

His messy hair is miles messier than it usually tends to be, and in lieu of his typical stupid grin lies a soft, welcoming smile.

You glance down as he flexes his arm again. You quickly look away in embarrassment when you notice a bit of your drool on his arm.

Unbeknownst to you, Sampo does not care about that. Not in the slightest. His heart is too busy roaring loudly in his ears. The idea of spending the whole night with you, basking in your warmth, is almost too much for his poor thieving heart to handle. 

“Please come back. I miss you.” Sampo pathetically pleads. You giggle when he makes grabby hands at you.

Fine. You suppose you have no choice.

Once you lie down, your head on his arm once more, he immediately snuggles in close to you. He wraps an arm around your waist from behind, the action accompanied by a content sigh as his nose dips to nuzzle into the crook of your neck.

“That’s so much better”. He mumbles the words as his lips brush against the shell of your ear.

He inhales deeply, just to breathe in your scent, before he buries his face into the crook of your neck once more.

“How am I supposed to fall back asleep when you’re all over me like this?” You tease him with evident fondness in your voice.

“I hope you know that your loveable doting boyfriend, the great Sampo Koski, extraordinary entrepreneur spanning worlds, is more than willing to indulge you in whatever desires you may-“ “If you shut up right now I’ll kiss you.”

The resulting silence is immediate. 

It’s fairly comical.

It doesn’t last long though; your soft lips molding perfectly against his evokes a low groan from him.

He loves indulging in moments like these with you.

˗ˏˋ ꒰ ♡ ꒱ ˎˊ˗

𖦹 Caelus *ੈ♡⸝⸝🪐༘⋆

You were stunned and full of disbelief when you were immediately given maxed out relics, had your level instantly bumped to 80, and your traces were basically maxed out with only two levels to spare for each.

You didn’t expect Caelus to welcome you so openly and so.. warmly.. to his team. You always smile to yourself when you reflect on it. It makes you feel special.

He will easily and happily spend all of his credits— all of his credits- on you.

A new lightcone just dropped that compliments your kit better? He’s got it at refinement 6 and is in the process of maxing out its level. Don’t worry, it’s at level 70. He just needs to farm for more materials and it’ll be level 80 in no time at all. 

If he has the luck and capabilities, (mainly funds), he’ll get you to Eidolon 6. Only you. With no remorse or regrets.

You have a permanent spot on the team no one can ever take away from you.

You will make him the happiest trailblazer alive if you accompany him throughout his journey. Whether you choose to or not, he’ll literally buy you every souvenir possible from every planet that he visits.

Your favorite gifts are the ones that hold significant meaning to the both of you

From the first flower that caught your attention at the flower shop in Belobog, to a snack that you tried with Caelus for the first time on the Xianzhou Lufou, you will hold said items associated with these memories close to your heart

You two are sickeningly cute and equally annoying together

“Caelus!!” His name leaves your lips in a startled shout.

His mouth curves upwards and you can feel his smile against your skin. He presses yet another kiss to your hand, this time to your palm.

He firmly holds your hand in his as he allows his actions to portray just how deeply he cares for you. You feel only a bit embarrassed, honestly, since he’s currently doing this in front of another express passenger. but Himeko pays no mind to the two of you. She only clicks her tongue as she smiles to herself, sipping her coffee.

Caelus slowly opens his eyes as his lips remain pressed against your palm.

His eyes are lidded and teeming with emotion. It makes you feel all the more flustered.

He breathes in deeply as he slowly pulls his lips away from your palm. He deliberately presses lingering kisses to the pads of each of your fingers, and as a result your thoughts are thrown into a whirling frenzy.

“Eww, can’t you two do that in private?” The unexpected voice makes you jump, and Caelus startles for a moment.

When he realizes you’re okay and it’s just March standing behind the two of you, he moves away with a gentle smile on his face.

He intertwines your hands with his before he turns around to face March. “We could, but it’s fun to see your reaction whenever you catch us being all lovey dovey with each other.“ Caelus teases March as he flashes her a knowing smirk.

She rolls her eyes.

“I thought I told you to meet me here so I can show you two of the pictures I took! Not so I could watch you two do.. whatever you were doing.” March shakes her head as if she’s disappointed, but when she catches your eye she sends a wink in your direction.

“Hey, I saw that. Are you giving her preferential treatment over me?” Caelus pouts. “What ever could you mean? I was just communicating with her, using my eyes of course. Don’t you remember? Words aren’t needed for cute things to understand each other!” March’s cheerful attitude, coupled by her sweet words, makes you laugh.

Caelus lets her comments slide when he sees how happy you are. “Whatever. Let’s see what you’ve got.” He states. March sticks her tongue out at Caelus, and he does so in return.

We move to sit around Himeko.

March places the photos she took of us on the table, and she openly brags about the one’s she’s really proud of taking. 

“Ooh, you two look so cute together here!” You exclaim as you point to a picture of March and Himeko together. “Hmm… I agree. I can easily say the same thing to the two of you though..” Himeko grins as she points to a different photo. Your eyes follow the direction her finger is pointing in. 

A sound of surprise leaves your lips when you see the beautiful sunset in the photo.

It’s a photo of you and Caelus, leaning against each other as you look out at the gorgeous scenery before you.

“Yeah. You two were being gross together, again unfortunately, so I snapped a picture of you two” March proudly gazes at the picture now held gingerly in your hand.

“Keep it.” She tells you. When you look up, bewildered by her statement, she only smiles broadly at you. “You two look really cute together, you know? I could just do without this guy being so…ugh.” March doesn’t even finish her statement before she’s rolling her eyes. Caelus scowls at her as he retorts, “Your words are insulting, and lowkey very targeted. Do you have something against me?”

Caelus sits up straight and shoots a fixed glare in March’s direction, displaying faux irritation at her. March only giggles as she goes back to showing off her dazzling photos, dismissing Caelus entirely.

Caleus’ hand, still holding yours, squeezes in a subtle show of affection. You turn to look at him, and all it takes is mere seconds for his lips to be on yours.

When you both hear a snap go off, Caelus slowly pulls away from you. March snickers as she holds up her camera to Caelus as a taunt, and soon Caelus is up and chasing her around the express as Pom Pom yells at them.

“Oh. Himeko, look.” You hold up a picture of the two of you. In it Himeko stands elegantly beside you as you both glance down at a printed map.

“How cute.” She smiles fondly at the picture. “This is a bit off topic, but I do have to say, he’s been more open since you’ve arrived on the express. It’s hard to imagine how much more.. Relaxed, he is around the rest of us. Caelus isn’t one to say much, and he’s always been a bit closed off. Ever since you came along though, he’s started to open himself up to us. Little by little.” Himeko’s wise words reach your attentive ears. You turn to look at her, and you’re greeted with the sight of a tender, warm gaze. 

“I… Thank you, Himeko. I’m just happy he feels more comfortable being himself.” She nods in approval, and you two watch as March and Caelus sit on their knees before Pom Pom as Pom Pom scolds them for running around the express.

When they return from Pom Pom’s well meaning lecture, Caelus sits beside you once more. As March and Himeko discuss a shared memory that a photo evoked, Caelus turns to you.

“Thank you.” His voice is so quiet you almost don’t catch it. “Hm? Thank you for what?” You ask. In lieu of a response he affectionately nuzzles his head against your cheek, playfully giving your other cheek a little pinch.

“Hey, ow! Totally uncalled for.” You laugh. It didn’t hurt, and he knows it, but he makes sure to kiss the spot better anyway.

“I should be the one thanking you, but.. you’re welcome. …I’m just glad and so, so thankful that we have each other…” Your words make Caelus’s features visibly light up like a Christmas tree.

As he smothers you with a hug, March & Himeko laugh as your pleas to be released fall on deaf ears.

[osachiyo]

°˖✧✿✧˖°SO HOT!°˖✧✿✧˖°

VARIOUS GENSHIN MEN X FEM!READER

➳INCLUDING! kaeya, diluc, childe, zhongli

➳CONTENT WARNINGS! grown ass men going feral over sudresses, spanking, breeding, outdoor sex, choking, impact play, nipple play, cunnilingus, fellatio, only a liiiiitle bit of assplay etc

➳SUMMARY! you wear a sundress and your man just cannot keep it in his pants

MINORS DNI OR YOU'LL BE BURNT TO A CRISP !!(like signora)

Kaeya Alberich

It was a scorching summer day in Mondstadt, meaning the absolute perfect day for you to wear that skimpy see-through sundress you had bought a while back! You bought it last summer but alas, had no chance to wear it. So you decided to wear it this year. Nothing could go wrong right? You knew your boyfriend, Kaeya, would adore it.

..Right?

Your back was arched like a cat against the wall of the cathedral as Kaeya went down on you. His left hand pinning you against the wall as his right hand lifted your leg over his shoulder. You could feel him mouthing your soaked cunt. He fucking loved your taste. You could feel his tongue flicking over your clit in fast circles as he moaned into your pussy, the vibrations of his voice making you lean your head back with your eyes squeezed shut. Your hand found it's way over to his dark blue locks, clutching it for dear life as he groaned and shoved his face impossibly further into your dripping pussy. He flattened his tongue and ran it over your slit multiple times before spreading apart your labia with his thumbs. He spit directly on your twitching hole before slurping it all up and shoving his tongue inside. This was so embarrassing. So fucking sinful but you couldn't get enough of it.

Atleast you were right about one thing, Kaeya definitely adored the sundress on you.

Diluc Ragnvindr

You had begged Diluc to rate some of your outfits while you showcased them to him. He, of course, was a little reluctant of course but agreed nonetheless. He just couldn't help but give in to your demands. You both were currently in your shared room, giving him a tiny fashion show with all of your adorable outfits. He rated almost everything ten out of ten because come on, you look gorgeous in everything. You changed into your little sundress that you had bought and it was a little more revealing than you thought it'd be but that's alright. A little skin never hurt nobody, right?

Your eyes rolled to the back of your head as Diluc slammed into you repeatedly, making a mess on the carpet beneath you. You were currently bent over the bed as your husband pounded into your tight, gooey hole. He already came two times inside of you but alas, he still craved for more. Seems like seeing you in that sundress switched something in him. His fingers rubbed tight and fast circles on your clit, coaxing you into your 3rd orgasm. Or was it your 4th? You honestly couldn't remember. Diluc groaned as he saw a creamy white ring around his cock every time he pulled out, just to shove it back in.

If you had known Diluc would react like that to the sundress, you would've worn it a long time ago.

Childe

You and your boyfriend, Childe, were on a cute little picnic-date today. You packed some sandwiches and other stuff as well. You also did some light makeup and wore a cute sundress too! You were really really happy to finally spend some time with your amazing boyfriend. Yes, he was the best boyfriend you could ask for but he was quite busy due to his fatui duties. So you really looked forward today. But upon arriving at the picnic spot, you realized your boyfriend wasn't too interested into eating the sandwiches, rather much more looking forward to ravishing you.

"F-fuck, Ajax! What if someone catches us?!" You complained, looking behind your shoulder at your boyfriend, who had you bent over a tree while he kneeled behind you, too focused on your ass to care about whatever you're yapping about. He caressed the back of your thigh, laughing, "They'd be real fuckin' lucky, baby. Now spread those legs a bit more, yeah?" You grumbled angrily but complied nonetheless, spreading your legs more. He flips your skirt up as he felt his mouth water upon seeing the damp spot on your lacy panties. He curled his finger around the waistband pulled it back, before letting it snap against your waist, making you jolt at the slight pain. He suddenly buried his face between your legs, his nose bumping against your ass. Ajax pushed your panties to the side before licking a long stripe from your clit to your twitching hole, making you shiver in pleasure. He smirked then landed a harsh slap against your right asscheek, making you cry out curses at him. He only laughed in response as he landed another slap on your other cheek. He spread your cheeks apart and blew on your twitching hole. You whispered in anticipation. He then plunged his tongue into your hole, while gripping your ass. You moaned in appreciation as you gripped the tree harder. Ajax slurped at your pussy like he had been deprived of water for days. Then suddenly, you felt his finger prodding at your other hole before slipping right in, making you arch your back and push yourself more into his face.

God he loved eating you out from the back.

Zhongli

It was the hottest day you've encountered in Liyue so far. What better time than now to wear the skimpiest fucking dress you owned? Luckily, your husband, Zhongli, wasn't quite affected by it. He still couldn't keep his eyes off of your pretty tits, though. But he was a level-headed man with self control. But then you just had to eat some darn ice cream. It was on a stick, as well. Then you just fucking had to accidentally spill it all over your tits, the creamy, milky white substance sticking to your little dress and coating your beautiful tits. You should've known better, really.

You gargled around Zhongli's fat cock down your throat while he gripped your hair tightly in his still-gloved hand. The ice cream was still on your tits, all dried and sticky on your soft skin. You were getting his cream on them next though, worry not. Your eyes rolled back as he tried to push himself even deeper in your already stuffed throat, his own head tipping back when you whined around his girth. "Just a little longer, little one," he'd grunt, while thrusting up wildly into your mouth.

Level headed man with self control your ass.

©sachiyoh— do not copy, plagiarize and repost my works to any platform, reblogs are very appreciated♡

[forestgremlinnn]

Breaking hopes and dreams.

'the hero would sacrifice you to save the world,the villain would sacrifice the world to save you' they said. But they're wrong. There's no villain in this world. Even if there is a villain..they have their priorities,and you're not one of them.

It's stupid to think someone would care for you enough to sacrifice the world for you,someone like this simply doesn't exist.

Take the 11th harbinger for an example. People brand him as a villain,don't they? Oh,but would he sacrifice the world to save you?never. His family is his priority,and you're simply not them. He watches you die, staring at you with his lifeless eyes. So much for a lover.

Dottore surely would, wouldn't he? Wrong.

The second has never cared for something,or someone for this Matter enough to sacrifice the world for them. Sacrificing something for knowledge and power?in his eyes, that's worth it. but humans and people ? Never. He didn't care enough for humans

Scaramouche surely would,right? He has nothing to lose! Wrong again. He's been betrayed many times,and has made the deduction that no one would ever stay that long and they would all leave him. Maybe he's right,maybe he's wrong. But he couldn't care less if you left,you were an experiment to test his deduction anyway..and you proved him right;no one ever stays.

[mommangomom]

in another universe

~pairing: y/n (Lumine) x ayaka ~cw: angst, fluff, rejection

context: ayaka brings lumine to the stream to perform her dance

After what felt like ages that you've spent on the islands of Inazuma, even saving the nation, it was finally time for you to take your leave and continue your journey. You weren't finished with your main goal after all.

But before that, you were recently asked by none other then Ayaka to take on what she told you was a 'personal commission'. What you didn't know was the fact that you were going to be spending your next few days all with her. This added on to the time you've already spent with her - how could you not become infatuated?

At the end of it she called you out to the Chinju Forest. You've already decided this was going to be your final day. Not that you were reneging the continuation of your search for Aether, but the more you stayed here, with Ayaka specifically, the more you second guessed leaving so soon.

"Ayaka where are we going?"

She gave you nothing, "Be patient, Y/n."

The two of you continued walking down the lit up pathway, occasionally catching glances at each other but not sharing another word, simply enjoying each other's presence.

Finally, her mouth opened. "There's something... that I'd like to do." She looked up at you. "If you could only spare me one more moment."

Then, she suddenly jolted up and ran forward, you tried your best to keep up with her until she ended up jumping down into a big puddle. Water was rushing down like a waterfall onto where she stood. You weren't entirely sure what she was going to do.

She turned towards you. "Please." She started. "Keep your eyes on me."

Your chin tilted down at her silly request, because that's what you've been doing ever since Thoma introduced her to you that day.

Nothing could prepare you for what she planned for you. With her ankle-deep in the water, she managed to perform the most beautiful routine you've seen since you were thrown into this world. Even though it soon ended, you wish she'd continue forever. It was safe to say she got what she wanted to say across to you.

On the walk back to the estate, there was a new tension that grew between the two of you in such short time, you both felt it. You wanted to say something, but from the way she was acting you could tell she was nervous, so you waited for her permission.

She held her hands close to her face to hide the bright red that took over her pale skin. "Wait, please. This is embarrassing."

You laughed at her shyness.

After some time she spoke. "Ahem.. So, what did you think of my dance? Did you.. like it?"

You nodded instantly. "There aren't any words to describe it."

It then went quiet. You noticed her posture, she was definitely holding something back - you had an idea what it was.

"Ayaka." You took the initiative. "Was that dance..."

She let out a breathy laugh. "...You caught on that quickly? Well, you aren't the well renowned Traveler for nothing."

"Your dance spoke words is all." You replied. "It's a good thing."

She looked you in the eye. "Is it now? Then yes. That dance was my... confession."

You almost couldn't reciprocate the eye contact, she was so compatible with the moonlight. The guilt inside you was growing and you gulped. "Ayaka, you don't understand how delighted it is to hear that. But.. you know-"

"-I know." She walked forward and you followed. "That's why I decided to do this instead of saying it myself. I fear I wouldn't have been able to handle it." She confessed, her voice getting significantly softer. "It's him, right? Your brother?"

You looked down. "I'm sorry. But-"

"Really Y/n, don't apologize. He was the reason you came here after all. If anything, I respect the love and determination you hold for your brother. So please, if you're going to do anything, let it not be to apologize to me, you don't need to." She said. Her voice was usually silk smooth, so the sudden rasp in her tone was hard to unhear. "Although, Y/n. Can I ask for one thing?"

You smiled. "Anything. Be as selfish as you want."

With no hesitation, her hand glided to yours, and she intertwined her fingers swiftly. You admiringly watched as her slim hand fit comfortably in yours.

"Let me have this one thing, just for until we arrive back at the estate, is that okay?" She asked without looking at you, as if she wasn't going to let go even if you refused.

Instead of replying, you responded by tightening the grip on her hand. Her chest quickly retracted like a load of weight was taken off her.

The two of you spent the rest of your time as normal on the way back - just enjoying each other. Before walking through the archway, it was her who let go first, and you with the sudden empty feeling. You two were immediately met with Paimon who was whining about being left behind with a bunch of strangers. As you two argued back and forth, Ayaka laughed about the situation nonstop. You caught a glimpse of her, you wondered how she so easily pretended like nothing happened.

On the way to Crux to meet up with Beidou once again, Paimon asked. "So are you gonna tell me what happened on your walk with Ayaka or should I ask her myself? I felt some weird tension the first few seconds."

You sighed. "She confessed her feelings to me, Paimon."

Her jaw dropped instantly. "WHAT! What do you mean she confessed! You didn't let her down harshly did you? Oh poor Ayaka! Y/n you meanie!" Her redundant words were going in one ear and out the other.

"Calm down Paimon, we came to a mutual agreement."

Paimon noticed your saddened tone and lowered her voice. "You didn't feel the same way.. did you?"

You were silent for a few. "Of course not. Aether has to come first."

Paimon sighed a breath of relief and almost immediately went back to talking about what happened while you were gone. But you weren't in any mindset to pay attention, your head was still stuck on Ayaka. Your hand was subconsciously grasping on to air, and you found yourself wishing to hear her soft voice around the corner, but none of that came, and it won't be any time soon. You wondered - maybe, in a different universe and under different circumstances, the two of you could have ended differently.

[thefavchilde]

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