#hsr serval x you

[kiyosw]

I FIND MYSELF RUNNING HOME TO YOUR SWEET NOTHING.

WARNING/S: NONE

CHARACTER/S: SERVAL LANDAU

GN! READER

Serval Landau as a swiftie, who always jams out and screams taylors lyrics with you, at midnights just listening album through album, while enjoying each others company.

Serval Landau as a swiftie, who dedicates taylors songs to you. Shes the type to think about you, her lover while listening to taylors song, while tweaking on a piece that has been brought by a person on her workshop earlier.

"Love, come here! Listen to this song on her Folklore album, Invisible String. It reminds me so much of you."

Serval Landau as a swiftie, who hums "Sweet Nothing", and "Invisible String", to you, while slowly falling into a sweet, deep slumber.

Serval Landau as a swiftie, who helps you collect the confettis after taylor's concert, after giggling at you for collecting confettis and teasing you, then joining you after laughing at you.

"WAIT, THERES MORE OVER THERE! Let's keep these confettis on some jar as a remembrance when we get home."

Serval Landau as a swiftie, who badly wants to go to taylor swifts' eras tour together with you, screaming cruel summer's bridge. (She's an international swftie HELP)

Serval Landau as a swiftie, who got sad after taylor played Haunted as a surprise song one on detroit because you two aren't on the concert.

Serval Landau as a swiftie, who tries to learn chords and riffs from taylors song, while you just observe her so lovingly, chuckling lightly when serval gets slightly frustated when she messes up one chord.

Serval Landau as a swiftie, who loves listening to taylor swift's music just as you do.

Serval Landau as a swiftie, who will introduce and make you listen to taylor with you, when you're not a swiftie.

"Darling, do listen to Cruel Summer on the Lover album. Trust me, you'll like– no scratch that, LOVE the bridge! Here, let me search and play it for you.."

1:27 AM. It was already late at night, yet a certain Landau was still working on a piece. Concentrating and dedicating her whole attention, sacrificing her good night's sleep just for the piece to be finally fixed.

"Agh... just why won't this piece slide into th-"

Her sentence was abruptly paused when her still heavy-eyed lover, you, suddenly scared her with a hug from her beyond.

"Hey, you still working on that piece..? It's already past midnight, you're still not sleepy my dear?"

"Mm... not really.. Hey, why don't you join me here downstairs? It's hard to keep my eye open here without you.."

A blush slowly crept on her lover's rosy cheeks from her sudden remark. A small smile suddenly visible on her partners lips, as an idea that will surely both of them enjoy pops out of their mind.

"Hm, since you're still busy trying to fix that.. why don't we listen to some songs? Maybe it can entertain us both, and can make you far away from sleepiness."

"Oh yeah, sure! Here, sit beside me. I'm lucky to have you come here downstairs, otherwise i'd be long passed out on the table." Her lover softly chuckles, while searching for the song sweet nothing. After the music slowly plays, the two lovers chat away the late night, just enjoying each others prescence.

[bioblsm]

ASKING FOR A KISS

✮ ꒰warnings꒱. N/A

✮ characters. kafka, serval, gepard, sampo, dan heng (il), jing yuan, blade, luka

☆彡 notes. im having hsr brainrot （╹◡╹）i got himeko on 33 pity..my kafka finally has her gf <3 thank you imbibitor lunae ur my fave lesbian protector d(^_^o) (it’s why i also pulled for him teehee)

KAFKA ⛧ 卡芙卡

“kafkaaaa~”

“yes, darlin’?”

“can i have a kiss, please?” you gaze at her with a sickeningly sweet smile which makes her chuckle and ruffle your hair lovingly.

“hmm, why do you want one?” kafka lifts your chin up with her forefinger and leans in teasingly close to your face, tilting it slightly to the left. your lips part expectantly at the same time she does and for a moment there’s nothing, no sound but your breathing. she pulls back a fraction more and rests a hand on your cheek, brushing her thumb gently over your soft skin.

you can feel your heart thumping against your chest and your hands begin to shake slightly. you think you could die, right here, right now, but instead you bite your tongue and try not to give into temptation. you cough awkwardly and avert your gaze to everywhere but her eyes, “uhm…just… because?”

kafka can’t help but chuckle and grin, leaning in to gently kiss you. she smells like leather and mint and yet ironically tastes sweet like berries. “you’re going to have to work for another one, alright~?”

SERVAL ⛧ 希露瓦

serval had asked you to come help her with the workshop, apparently she works better when she has you with her (despite her getting much less work done because she keeps staring at you). she’s cleaning some sort of mechanism before you trot your away over to tap on her shoulder.

“hm?” she turns her head to look at you, “what’s wrong, hun?”

“can i have a kiss?” you tilt your head and smile which just makes her heart skip a beat as she straightens up.

“of course!” serval brushes her hand over your cheek and pulls you in close, you can nearly make out the sweet taste of her chapstick as her lips mould with yours.

serval breaks the kiss after a while with a soft hum, “you never have to ask for a kiss, just come give me one.” she chuckles and ruffled your hair playfully before returning to her work.

GEPARD ⛧ 杰帕德

“geparddd, i want a kiss.” you whine as you lean onto him with a pout. patrolling belobog clearly doesn’t entail “ignoring your partner” now does it!

gepard sighs in some sort of defeat to gaze at you for a brief moment, “my love, please, i’m on duty…” he pinches your cheek in frustration at his own work, as much as he wants to kiss you, there’s just that nagging voice in his head telling him to not get distracted.

and well, that voice can’t be blamed since when gepard does give into your childish pleas he tends to…lose himself? it’s like he suddenly switches off and malfunctions for a good moment and ends up indulging you perhaps more than a good solider should.

“pleaseee, just a kiss on the cheek will do…” you pout teasingly and he can’t help but let out another deep sigh as he leans in to kiss your cheek. perfect. before his lips manage to touch your cheek you tilt your head so they incidentally land onto your lips instead.

gepard pulls back swiftly and looks at you with a stern but playful expression, “you…are such a little troublemaker.”

SAMPO KOSKI ⛧ 桑博

curse this man’s silver tongue and that wink of his. with just a few smooth words and actions he managed to embarrass you in front of the entire astral express. luckily, none of them noticed just how much that man’s words affect you as you had your back turned to them but still…

now you’re just standing there in front of a kneeling sampo who’s pleading for your forgiveness in the most shameful way possible. how is he still managing to stir up all these butterflies in your tummy while looking so pathetic…?

“pleaseee honey~ i’ll do anything to apologise!” anything? you repeat in your head before smiling subtly and glaring at him, which just makes him shiver as he stares at you with a clueless toothy smile. you lean in close to his ear with a frustrated expression, one which betrays the words that escape your lips, “give me a kiss and i’ll forgive you.”

you swear you’ve never seen him jump up and hold you so quickly. his hands immediately found hold of your waist to pull you in for a sweet yet rather sloppy kiss. god he’s such a loser for you.

DAN HENG (IL) ⛧ 丹恒 「饮月君」

“hey, dan heng, can i have a kiss? (^_^)” you whisper to him.

dan heng appreciates that no matter if he’s himself or imbibitor lunae, you treat him all the same; not out of some sort of disrespect but because you truly just view him as someone who you love and cherish, but, he couldn’t help but laugh at your slight obliviousness to the situation.

he was having a rather serious discussion with the astral express crew about his circumstances, it was lighthearted sure, given the fact no-one viewed him as anything more or less than himself so the topic wasn’t as hard to chew, but it was still a rather awkward conversation to have. he glances over at you for a brief moment and lands a gentle peck on your lips before continuing the somewhat amusing interrogation with march 7th.

no matter what, your needs will be his top priority, especially if they’re as cute as this one （╹◡╹).

JING YUAN ⛧ 景元

“you don’t have to ask.” jing yuan’s voice echoes in your ears as you stand there confused, tilting your head at him with a slight pout.

“what do you mean?” you continue to stare at him which just makes him chuckle at your harmless obliviousness.

“i see you gazing at my lips frequently, you want a kiss don’t you?” such small details don’t ever go unnoticed by your beloved. you awkwardly nod your head and avert your gaze.

he laughs and looks at you, placing his fingers under your chin to tilt your head upwards so that you’re looking right into his eyes. you can feel your breath hitch as jing yuan’s lips touch your own before you slowly relax in his gentle touch. it was a warm and sweet sensation of lips pressed against yours, he didn’t push for more than what is comfortable. this made your heart flutter as jing yuan pulled away, leaving only his thumb on the side of your face, stroking gently, making your eyes flutter open in bliss.

you stare at him with bashful eyes, his hand still caressing your cheek. you laugh at his eagerness when his thumb brushes across your bottom lip before he leans forward again for another kiss. this time his other hand rests securely at the curve of your waist, his grip loose enough that if you wanted to escape you could easily do so. but instead, you let out a soft hum of contentment as his lips press against your own.

BLADE ⛧ 刃

“can i have a kiss?”

“why?”

“because i want one..?”

blade remains quiet as his eyes scan you up and down almost eerily. watching blade examine you like this just makes you wonder what goes on in his head. blade wouldn’t say he flinches at your affections, your sweet and gentle touches or caresses do make his heart jump in his ribcage, but it never shows on his face.

to be quite frank, you couldn’t tell if he was internally ridiculing you or waiting for you to take the initiative.

“sorry, i thought you were going to...it doesn’t matter. come here.” well that answered your question. you can’t help but quietly giggle at his, ironically, wholesome dumbassery. wrapping your arms around his neck lovingly to pull him down towards you, you finally get the smooch you asked for~

LUKA ⛧ 卢卡

“can i kiss you?”

“can you give me—“

oh.

luka’s eyes widen before he begins laughing till his stomach hurts, both from the humorous aspect of the situation and the butterflies invading his tummy. you laugh along with him, shaking your head and rolling your eyes.

“am i going to get my kiss or are you going to laugh yourself to the next week?” he calms down slightly and captures you in a hug, swinging you gently from side to side affectionately.

“sorry! it’s just…quite cute how in sync we are. c’mere.” holding your face with his hands he began planting kisses across your cheeks before his lips finally settled on yours. you could feel yourself grin through the kiss before luka pulled alway and pecked your cheek quickly. “as much as i wanna stay here and keep kissing you, i have a match at the robot settlement so byebye love you!” he ushers away just as fast as he kissed you.

wait.

…

robot settlement?

well, that was definitely a “kiss goodbye” alright…better get natasha on speed dial.

© BIOBLSM ✮ do not copy steal or repost

[spirit-lanterns]

IT'S THE ALCOHOL TALKING

synopsis: various hsr women when they're drunk.

featuring: serval, stelle, tingyun, fu xuan, asta, bronya

rating: sfw (anyone can interact)

warnings: fem reader, fluff, crack, mentions of alcohol and getting drunk (everyone is of drinking age). very ooc personalities for the girls as they are drunk. pet names, slight pet play (asta), feral tingyun, established relationships.

art credits: bloom into you

SERVAL

“And this so— (hic) is dedicated to my wonderful, beautiful, adorable, most bestest and kindest girlfriend ever—”

When Serval gets drunk, she sings. But the way she sings is less in a badass way and more in a “she took too many shots” kinda way, because your girlfriend was currently doing drunk karaoke at the bar with everyone cheering and shouting. Her body going through a whole workout plan as she was putting her heart and soul into this performance.

You knew you should stop her before she got hurt, but how could you when she was just so cute and screaming her love for you. “Yeahhhhh everyone scream for my girlfriend! She’s the best!” Serval would yell, accidentally causing the mic to screech but not caring because even in her less sober state, she still loved you unconditionally.

“Oh Aeons…” you laughed into your hand and blushed when the rockstar winked in your direction. Yelling the lyrics of some dumb love song while swaying back and forth with the mic. “You’re doing great, sweetie!” 

Serval smiled broadly at your shout and raised her arms in the air, feeling like the luckiest woman in the world. 

“Wooooo!”

Oh. Oh no…

And then Serval body slammed onto a table. A loud crash echoed throughout the bar as everyone stopped shouting while you ran over to check if she was okay. 

“Serval? Serval!” 

Your girlfriend swayed for a bit as she slowly looked up at you in a daze. Her body was still getting used to the crash and the alcohol, but even then, she looked up at you and gave you a lopsided grin.

“Oh…you’re pretty. But I have a girlfriend.” she murmured, giggling to herself while gently pushing your hand away.

“I am your girlfriend, silly.” You chuckle, gently lifting her up and brushing her hair back to make sure she wasn’t bruised. “Are you okay, baby?” 

Drunk Serval paused, an even deeper blush growing on her face as she didn’t respond. 

“…Oh.”

She seemed in awe at how she actually had a girlfriend, and you giggled before lifting her up to her feet. “Come on silly, let’s get you home. You drank too much.”

When you kissed her cheek, Serval blushed even more and looked at you with wide eyes. Seemingly falling in love with you all over again…

STELLE

“Baby…”

Stelle would cling to you needily and look up at you with big puppy dog-like eyes. Whimpering as she begged you to let her do the one thing she loved doing the most.

Dumpster diving.

“No Stelle, you just took a shower.” You hummed, tapping your girlfriend’s cheek and taking another sip of alcohol. “Besides, I let you dumpster dive earlier today. You emptied out three whole trash cans before we came out here.”

Stelle whined and looked over at the dumpster outside the bar. After having way too many sips of alcohol with you, Stelle began feeling the side effects as every dumpster and trash can she saw looked like a playground. That, and she started getting more and more clingy with you, wrapping her arms around your waist and nuzzling into your neck by the bar. 

“Please…” she mumbled, practically smothering her body against you like a giant teddy bear. “I want…nnh…wanna jump in…”

Her speech was getting a little slurred and you sighed as you realized your precious Stelle was getting drunk, meaning you’d have to leave sooner or later anyways. 

“…One. Dumpster.” You say with a sigh. 

Stelle’s eyes lit up and she immediately started kissing your cheek. Usually Stelle would be too shy to do PDA with you in crowded areas, but she was just too drunk and too happy to care. “Thank you!” She mumbled against your cheek, giving it an affectionate little nibble before running off to dive headfirst into the trash.

You chuckled at the sight and made sure to keep watch so she wouldn’t hurt herself. Your girlfriend having a blast as she stumbles around in the dumpster pulling out various items she found interesting. 

After a few minutes of dumpster diving, your girlfriend tumbled out of the bin with trash sticking to her hair. “Oof!” Despite that however, she excitedly ran up to you and hugged you. “Baby look, look. I found a new blender…!”

You tried to keep your laughter in as she held up a blender that was not only broken, but was missing its blades. You didn’t have the heart to tell her it was useless, so you just patted her head and praised her. “Good job, baby. You did so well.”

She smiled and closed her eyes, nuzzling you as the effects of alcohol started taking over again and making her clingy. “Can we go home now? I want to add this to my collection…”

Before you could even respond, Stelle ends up slumping against your arms and sleepily kissing your neck. Heat building up in your face as Stelle was never this affectionate with you in public…

“Pfft, okay.” You chuckle, patting your girlfriend on the head, “Let's go home.” 

TINGYUN

“Off! Back off!”

Tingyun hissed at yet another stray cat while her tail was raised high in the air. The most unholiest of feral fox sounds emitting from your girlfriend as she screamed at any animal that even so much as dared look at you. 

“Tingyun dear, I think that’s enough soju for now…” you gently pulled the glass away from her and watched as she glared holes into the poor dog passing by on the street. Her teeth poked out from between her lips like she was getting ready to attack, nails gripping the hardwood table before you calmed her down with a hug. 

“Tingyun, I’m right here.” you hummed into her ear, planting a comforting kiss on her cheek. “I’m not in any danger.” 

“Yes, because I am protecting you…!” Tingyun slurred, her tail swaying back and forth before standing upright at the sight of a bird. “Away! Shoo! Shoo!” 

Tingyun was definitely one of the most unique types of drunks you’d ever have the pleasure of seeing, as she would get awfully protective of you whenever there were animals present. It was like the foxian side of her had taken over once alcohol entered her system, and while it was entertaining, you did worry for Tingyun’s reputation…

“Pfft, alright dear. Thank you for protecting me from the scary bird,” you cupped her face and pulled her towards you, giggling at the sight of her scrunched up and pouty face. “You’re so brave. I am just simply awestruck at what an amazing girlfriend you are.”

You kiss the top of her nose and Tingyun’s face starts going pink, her tail slowly wagging in praise as she stares lovingly at your eyes. 

“I love you…” she purrs out, her drunk-dazed eyes going half lidded like a cat. 

“I love you too.” You giggle, cupping her face as you lean in to kiss her fully this time. Closing your eyes and ready to claim her lips when—

HISSSSS

Not again! 

You grabbed Tingyun’s face before she could get up and pulled her down towards you. “Oh no you don’t, we are going home.” You quickly kiss her on the lips and distract her long enough to drag her away from the bar. Your foxian girlfriend whining and trying her best to squirm out of your grasp but to no avail.

“Let me go! Baby, let me go!” 

She nibbled on your arm as you dragged her away and you sighed, patting her fluffy ears while taking her drunk ass all the way home. 

FU XUAN

“Yeah that’s right, she’s (hic) mine…”

Fu Xuan was currently sitting on your lap and glaring at everyone like a feisty kitty who wouldn’t let go of a toy. She had her brows furrowed and tensed in an angry way while she gripped your shoulders to show ownership, her body swaying in a way that indicated to you that your girlfriend was getting drunk.

“Oh, Fu Xuan…” you chuckled, feeling her forehead to see if she was getting sweaty. “Are you getting tipsy?”

“Of course not. I’m (hic) perfectly sober, my love.”

You raised a brow and tried to hide the smirk growing on your face. My love? Since when did Fu Xuan get so affectionate? It was almost like she was lying straight to your face…

“Are you?” You teased, holding her tightly by the waist. “You’re hiccuping, little bunny…”

“I just need more water!” She quickly spat out, before taking another shot of soju which she thought was water. “Nngh! Why is water so bitter?”

“That’s soju, love.” You chuckled, pulling the shot glass away from her hand. “I think you’ve had enough to drink, why don’t we go home?” You pat Fu Xuan’s head and giggle when she starts to pout. “I don’t want to move…” she mumbles, plopping her head into your boobs. “Darling feels good…”

Your heart speeds up when she says this and you can’t help but hold in a squeal. How cute, perhaps drunk Fu Xuan can stay for a little while longer—

No, you shouldn’t. As her girlfriend, the right thing to do is to take her home and take care of her. You sigh and gently hoist her up in your arms, Fu Xuan panicking for a moment as she wraps her legs around your waist. 

“Wha— darling the floor is falling—”

“I’m just standing up.”

She immediately clings to your neck and holds on to you tightly, slowly closing her eyes as she feels herself getting nauseous. “Don’t drop me. You hear?”

“Yes darling, I hear.” You chuckle, keeping your arms firmly under her thighs while you begin carrying her out of the bar. “Try not to look up too much, we don’t want you getting dizzy and throwing up on my back.”

Fu Xuan gives you a hissy glare and just blushes before hugging you close. “I won’t throw up…I never throw up…” 

She begins grumbling to herself and you smile at the sight. Patting the back of her head while the two of you head home together. 

ASTA

“Awe Peppy you’re so cute! Who’s a good boy? Oh who’s my good boy?” 

Asta cooed and drunkenly squished your cheeks together while calling you Peppy and patting your head. You, her girlfriend. Her loving and doting girlfriend who was very much human and very much not a dog. 

“Asta—” you chuckled, “I’m not Peppy.”

“My Peppy is so big and strong…!” Asta grinned, rubbing your cheeks together while peppering your face in sweet, gentle kisses. “The sweetest and cutest canine ever oh yes you are…”

You rolled your eyes at how silly your girlfriend was being and just went along with it. Deciding to tease her a bit by playing along with her little charade.

“Woof.”

Asta squealed and kissed your face even more, taking another swig of her alcoholic beverage while scratching underneath your chin. “Ohhh if only your other mommy could see you now…” Asta sighed, unaware that her girlfriend was literally right there. “Hm, perhaps I should send her a video.”

Asta whipped out her phone and began recording you while still believing you were Peppy. “Okay Peppy! Let’s send mommy a little video to show her how cute you are being. Come on, say hi to mommy!”

“…Woof.”

You couldn’t help but smile when Asta got so excited, patting your head in praise while going “good boy…!” Into the camera. Oh how embarrassed she will be once she finds the video in her camera roll the next morning, you couldn’t wait.

After a few more minutes of playing the little dog shenanigans with your girlfriend, you finally decided that it was getting late and Asta definitely needed to head back to bed. 

“Sigh, okay Asta. I think it’s time we head back home, hm?” You chuckle, finally breaking out of your Peppy act charade. “You’ve had quite a few drinks already…”

Asta tilted her head when she saw you getting up to leave, and her mind instantly went to Peppy once more.

“Oh? Does Peppy want to go home now?” Asta hums, smiling and taking your hand. “Don’t forget your leash!” 

Wait, what?

And then out of nowhere she whips out a leash and clips the collar to your neck, surprising you as you had no idea that Asta carried around a leash at all times. 

“Come on boy! Let’s go home to mommy!”

She gave the leash a little tug and you sighed with no choice but to follow her. Asta skipping happily beside you with you chuckling beside her in return. 

BRONYA

“…”

You were getting worried for your girlfriend as she had been staring at the wall in silence for the past six or so minutes. No pressure, Bronya was usually quiet when invited to bars like this one, but she never was this quiet and it was starting to worry you a little.

“…Bronya?”

You poke her cheek.

“Bronya?”

She blinks and slowly turns to you, eyes wide like a cat who got into some catnip as she seemed to be lost in another world. 

“There is a train that can travel through universes.”

Ah, so it’s one of those nights. The kind of nights where Bronya would get lost in the dark abyss of her mind and say the most random, deep things that would have her questioning her sanity by the time you pull her out of the bar. 

“Mhm, the Astral Express is capable of doing that.” You chuckle, trying to downplay how deep her thoughts really were. “Uhm…baby?”

Bronya was still staring in silence as she was now looking at the ice cubes melting in her drink. She usually got like this whenever she was sleep deprived or blanking out, but today it was especially prominent as Bronya took one too many sips of her beverage whilst sitting at the bar with you.

“Darling, do you think other universes could come to Belobog and fix our Fragmentum problem?” Bronya said while spacing out, the gears in her mind rolling as she slowly took another sip of her drink. “Aeons, we should’ve told the Astral Express crew to bring back some people. Perhaps the people at the Herta Space Station could help us. Or— I believe they are people…”

Bronya paused again and her eyes got wide.

“Darling…do aliens exist? Are the people at the Herta Space Station actually people?”

She gasped and suddenly turned to face you.

“The Astral Express crew. Do they count as aliens too?!”

You quickly shut her up with a kiss before she could get too deep in her alien vs human conspiracies. Your girlfriend squeaking and blushing before finally calming down in your hold. 

“Bronya, sweetie. It’s very late, and as cute as you are rambling about aliens and conspiracy theories, I think it’s time we head back home.” You slowly pulled the drink away from her and helped her stand up from her seat. “Come on, you can borrow my coat. It’s cold out.”

Bronya flushed when you wrapped your coat around her while the two of you began walking back home. The Supreme Guardian leaning against your shoulder affectionately as a comfortable silence falls between you. 

“…Do penguins have knees?”

“Oh Aeons.”

[akutasoda]

Could I request Welt, Serval, and Sunday getting headpats from their lover because they believe headpats solve everything?

a headpat a day

synopsis - when their partner enjoys giving headpats

includes - welt, serval, sunday

warnings - gn!reader, fluff, maybe ooc?, wc - 527

welt ★↷

↪welt first became subjected to your headpats when he had a rather tiring day on the express and needed some form of downtime to relax with you.

↪he had found you a immediately brought you into his arms as he finally allowed himself to melt his worries away in your safe embrace. now, you could tell hewas stressed but you didn't really know how to help.

↪and so with some difficulty, you pried your arms up - his hug had pinned them to your sides - and gave him a few reassuring headpats. he moved his head from the crook of your neck and looked rather confused.

↪but he did enjoy it. a silly little action that surprisingly brought him much comfort. and so he he rested his head back in the crook of your neck and when you went to give him another headpat, he leaned into it.

↪now knowing how much he enjoyed it, surprisingly, you had made it a regular occurrence to give him some regardless of how he was feeling. headpats could truly solve anything.

serval landau ★↷

↪the first time she became subjected to your headpats was when she was getting overly stressed at a new invention constantly failing.

↪you spent most your time accompanying her in her workshop and noticed her growing frustration and so you decided to help her calm down. how? a headpat of course.

↪she looked at you as soon as you started getting closer to her but immediately let a small smile grace her lips when you gave her head a few gentle pats and some assuring words.

↪now you'd created a headpat demanding monster - anytime she was stressed you knew that she'd be seeking out a few comforting pats. and even when she'd finished up in her workshop for the day she expected a headpat for a good day's work.

sunday ★↷

↪you caught him greatly of guard when you first subjected him to headpats. you really couldn't help it, his head looked very enticing to pat and so you did it pretty much on impulse.

↪he had finally found time to have a decent rest for everything going on. a few hours sure but to him that was all the time in the world, especially in your presence. and so he sought you out and dragged you to the sanctity of a secluded lounge.

↪he knew nobody was going to enter and so he allowed himself to gather you in his arms for a very much needed cuddle session. but you had stared at him for too long and the overwhelming urge to give him headpats was too much.

↪so instinctively you reached out a gave him a few pats. as said, he was rather surprised and a bit confused. but very quickly his wings wrapped round his blushing cheeks as he looked away. this only spurred you to give him more.

↪now receiving a headpat from you was the pinacle of his day. everytime he saw you he'd drag you out of public eye to receive a kiss and a few headpats to tide him over until he saw you again.

[unabashednightmarepizza]

Honkai Star Rail Masterlist

SAGAU with Creator!Reader

Prologue

Chapter 1

Isekai'd Into Honkai As A Fallen Aeon

Part 1

Imagines, Oneshots & Headcanons

From Me, To You... I Am Sorry (Boothill x CreatorInHiding!Reader)

Prologue

Part1, Part2

Silly Aeons, Humans and a Tired Creator (Various x Reader)

Cherished, Loved and Found (Sunday x Creator!Reader)

[impactedfates]

Love In Different Shapes - Various HSR Girls x GN! Reader

★ Summary: Your lover loves to show that they love you, however some of their methods to do so, aren't something you'd expect - i.e HSR Girls and their love languages (but it's not your typical love language)

☆ Characters Included (Separate): Jingliu, Topaz, Serval, Qingque, Asta, Tingyun, Kafka

★ Genre/Trope: Romantic + Crack (?)

☆ Warnings: None

★ Extra: Just had random thoughts about HSR characters love language and decided to write about what theirs is in my opinion - just not your typical ones. // Not proof read - we die like Himeko // There's a HSR Boy version as well! Right here.

Y'know those cats who come to your doorstep and drop a dead bird in front of your door? That's her...but it's an actual person.

As Jingliu is well...dead herself (I think) and I believe currently in the Shackling Prison which probably means very small times where she can see you if she can convince Jing Yuan, the fastest gift she can give you...is well...y e a h.

If you do ask her to stop, she will...not getting rid of people, just bringing you the bleeding results. She'd probably steal something from them as I doubt many people would want business from a criminal/dead person.

She writes notes and gives you gifts...but she gets Numby to send them to you.

It's not that Topaz is shy about giving you gifts, she's more then happy to give you a kiss on the lips if she wants too, but for some reason. To her, if Numby is the one giving the gifts and letters from her to you. She thinks it's more affectionate.

You don't know why, neither does Numby. But you both find it cute, even so. Getting the little daily visits from number with a letter in it's mouth and the page having a small bite mark from where Numby was nomming on, it's sweet of her. As much as this was of showing affection is strange to you.

Serval.

WARNING, DO NOT DATE SERVAL IF YOU RATHER BE UNKNOWN/j

But honestly. Serval gives the vibe to call you up on stage during one of her songs, you have an automatic V.I.P ticket and there's a seat/area dedicated to you, that you are the only one allowed in.

She writes love songs with you in it as well and will announce it during her concerts.

Serval: "THIS ONE GOES TO MY PERFECT, AMAZING AND CARING PARTNER. MY WORLD, MY LIGHT, MY EVERYTHING NI-"

Someone in the crowd: "GET ON WITH IT"

(Dw, she won't do this if you're uncomfortable...she'll still write songs about you though)

Lazing with you. Qingque shows her love by being lazy around you. Y'know how some animals show that they trust you be like being more near you? (Or something like that)

That's her, having a boss(?) like Fu Xuan who scolds her for slacking and others also doing the some. Her lazing around you is her way of showing she trusts you. It doesn't even matter if you'll tattle. She will laze around you or even WITH you.

Asta loves giving you gifts!...Like an entire planet-

Her love language is gift giving, but none of her gifts are small. There big in terms of how much it costs her, but it probably won't even make a DENT in her income. Avoid saying what you want, because she will buy it for you, even if it means buying thousands upon thousands.

You may need a special room to put all the gifts she buys you...which she also bought...

Point is, her love language is gift giving...extreme version.

Ever sob when you find out you don't have enough money for something? Tingyuns got you covered! Every single thing that you need shall be handed to you on a silver platter...in terms of coupons and discounts-

She probably has thousands of coupons saved up that she'll give you, and you always get discounts from her store for just being her lover. Every anniversary she gets you a gift you really want, she's sweet like that...but expect a book full of coupons from shops you frequent.

Coat.

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Anyways, Kafka loves buying and getting coats as we know. And we also know she buys you a bunch of coats and styles you in all of them. (Separately, don't worry)

She can come home from a mission and have 3 bags full of coats for you to try on.

YOU can come back from a mission and she'll still have bags full of coats.

Your closet is so full of the article of clothing she oh so loves to buy all because she thinks it'll look cute on you...she probably lets you wear some of hers as well if you get far enough in the relationship.

Hehehe. I spent a good bit rambling with my friend about certain HSR characters "unusual" love language and decided to write one! It's not proof read as most of the time, my rambles aren't proof read. But as always, if I messed some spelling or grammar up. Inform me and I'll fix it :D

[archived-daydreams]

— First love, late spring.

Summary: what does it feel like, to fall in love with them?

Characters: Jing Yuan, Dan Heng, Gepard, Kafka, Bronya, Serval, Asta x gender neutral reader.

Word count: 1.2 k.

Tags: fluff.

Author’s note: my debut writing for Honkai Star Rail ! I know Jing Yuan hasn’t been released yet, so his part is just personal interpretation; all in all, these are just some sort of little headcanons I wanted to try imagining and writing down, I hope you enjoy <3

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JING YUAN

Falling in love with the Cloud Knight general feels like returning to a home you still hadn’t realized how much you’d longed for.

His calm presence draws you in, a melodious and crackling hearth beckoning you forward in shades of gold and skies at sundown. To stand beside him could be compared to entering a secret forest, where the moon rises as she kisses the dipping sun on the cheek as they meet at dusk. Birds chirp happily, as if revealing the songs your heart likes to play when you are with Jing Yuan, the heat in your cheeks, a manifestation of the firework embers lighting up the starry twilight. The general puts his arm around your shoulders, bringing your form closer to his, fluffy argent hair tickling the side of your neck.

You lean into him, the sunset looks a little brighter when your lover’s lips graze your temple.

And when his big calloused hand intertwines its fingers with yours, you know with him, anywhere is paradise.

DAN HENG

Scarlet maple forests feel more magical underneath the stars.

In the same way, pieces of every story and memory that constitute the wielder of Cloud-Piercer take form before your eyes as you make your way starwards.

Not one for many words or idle conversation, Dan Heng shows you the emotions he conceals to the public in small actions, starlit fragments only the one who dares to rummage between the layers of crimson leaves will uncover. Shielding you from unexpected enemies, helping you up and down the platform of the express, throwing a blanket over your shoulders when you inevitably pass out on the couch after running around with March… And when, still halfway into your realm of dreams, you call his name, a keen eye may spot on the express gurad’s cheeks some of the carmine usually adrift in the breeze in the autumn months.

Then again, if could be just your sleepy imagination…

Perhaps. is the lingering “what if” echoing on your mind.

GEPARD

The steady rock amidst a tumultuous ocean, relentless waves colliding against its silvery surface, time and time again.

Yet the rock does not yield.

Much in the same way the captain of the Silvermane Guards is your white-hot anchor in the blizzard.

No matter how hurt you are, Gepard stays.

No matter how drained and wasted your last breakup left you, his strong arms embrace you, the biting gales futile against his hold.

And maybe, taking notice of your own (and his) feelings might take you a while.

But Gepard Landau’s heart only knows loyalty.

So he waits.

For you to realize, for the sun to finally shine, and mark the path from you to him.

Because argent tends to reflect the skies, and only when the morning star deigns to shine, can the cobblestones tying you together gleam.

You take a step, and you know Gepard Landau is your only destination.

KAFKA

Exhilarating and with “danger” spelled in boldened capitals, that is how romance with the Stellaron’s Hunter feels.

The rational part of you warned you this was a bad idea, yet, as they say, sometimes, the heart wants what it wants.

Freedom prevailed that night, and your lips met the Interastral Peace Corporation’s most wanted’s.

It could have been the drinks you had, against your better judgment, the sweet intoxication of the alcohol in your system and of the temptation of her, a ticking bomb combination.

But caution is thrown to the wind the moment Kafka wraps her priced coat around your shoulders, her lips sensually whispering in your ear, promises of a million idyllic tomorrows together already tangling in the messy yarn ball of your mind.

But who are you to refuse? Or how could anyone, for that matter? When her painted lips envelop yours under the infinity of the firmament?

BRONYA

Dignified, smart, and the picture perfect image of what a heir should be like.

However, what is hidden beyond that icy facade of flawless poise?

Your sweet lover, a girl who enjoys the sound of tranquil nights and hurried steps by morning, someone who lets herself daydream to the faint music coming from Golden Theater.

A beautiful and enchanting contradiction, a storm of opposites you can’t help but get lost in, from the pretty curls of her lucent hair, to her determined gunmetal gaze.

Who would have thought, you think with a tender smile, as your hands run through her steel moonlit tresses, that you’d get to win the heart of the Heir to the Supreme Guardian of Belebog?

Leaving a soft kiss to the crown of her head, you lay down beside her in bed. With a last look out the window at the slate sky, you close your eyes.

The lyrics to a ballad swirl in your mind, probably coming from Golden Theater.

In the dim light, you find your girlfriend’s hand.

That night, Bronya Rand would be the actress in your oneiric plane, her heart, yours alone.

SERVAL

Electrifying and magnetizing, akin to a violet horizon right before a storm. The thunder in the distance makes your every hair stand on end, yet you can’t help longing for something more.

Afternoons helping Serval out at Neverwinter Workshop always end with you sitting before her, wide smile aglow on your features as she picks up her electric guitar. You always loved the way her sapphire eyes sparkled when she talked about this or that new song she was composing, but actually getting to see her perform for you alone… that’s enough to get you giddy.

Her painted nails strum the cords with ease, each of them bending at the workshop owner’s will, as lightning seems to take command of your heart, its thundering pace and the melody she plays seamlessly dancing to the beat of a fervent tango.

As the sky throws its indigo shawl over the lovers, the blonde gazes at you, a pretty (and unusual) rosy tone on her cheeks, a silent inquire for your thoughts about her new piece.

After all, you’re always the first one to hear every new song she comes up with.

ASTA

The girl who used to dream of naming stars after herself finally found a star that will always orbit around the fiery sun she is.

Her crystalline eyes look up from the papers she was sorting out until moments ago, her lips curving up in a crescent not unlike the one she used to observe, when she spots you.

Two cups of coffee in hand, you sit beside her, your head leaning on her shoulder. Your hand catches hers over the table, prompting her to stop the frantic scribbling of her pen.

And the instant her opalescent gaze meets yours, she is breathless, a nebula the color of her hair spreading through her cheeks. Her pen falls out of her grasp, the words she never seems at a loss for, failing her.

As they do every time when it comes to you.

But who could blame her? When she’d trade every galaxy and celestial body in this universe and the next for a millisecond next to you?

The lead researcher of Herta Space Station closes her notepad.

For now, work can wait.

[uwuyangeppie]

gepard landau, captain of the silvermane guards, kidnaps you.

and you… are fine with it?

he goes on a spiel about how this is all to protect you, that this is a necessary measure and the world is very dangerous. he gets down on one knee and holds your hand and tells you: “this is for us.”

and you believe him. you don’t really understand what he meant by that last sentence, but you believe that he really does have your best interests at heart. why wouldn’t he? he’s such a good man! an example for all! and it makes you feel pretty special, knowing that he’s going to all this effort for you.

you make it clear that you intend on listening to him completely, and he relents. off come your binds, you’re given access to the rest of the house, your life is good.

and then he leans in for a kiss.

you jump. “what was that for?”

he looks at you strangely. “i love you. that’s why we’re here together, forever and ever.”

he presses another kiss to your forehead as you stand there, unbelievingly. he kidnapped you out of love?

does that mean you can’t tell him you’re in love with someone else?

[st3rll1nk]

Jealousy..

Synopsis: Your get flirted with in front of you girlfriend. How does she react?

Rating: Muli-Character (Himeko, Kafka, Serval, Ruan Mei), G/N reader, sfw, and fluff.

Himeko

Himeko is a mature and older woman. She’s been through things like this many times before and knows how to handle it.

You and Himeko were strolling around Belobog before a random woman comes up to you, her eyes all over you. “Well, aren’t you pretty?” She said, flirtatiously. Himeko stood her ground. She didn’t mind this much and let you take care of the situation. “Ah, sorry, I’m not interested. I have a girlfriend.” You told her honestly, about to walk away from the woman before she stops you again and spoke.

“Really? A girlfriend? I bet she’s not as good as me~” Himeko frowned. It was obvious the woman wasn’t listening. So, Himeko had to take charge. “Please leave us alone. No one’s interested.” She said firmly, taking your hand into hers. The woman raised an eyebrow. “Oh? And, just who are you?” Himeko responded rather quickly. “Their girlfriend.”

The woman’s eyes widened before stammering over her words while looking at her. It was obvious the woman didn’t know so she just awkwardly left though the thick tension still lingered. Himeko looked back at you and kissed for lips for a split second before talking. “Ignore her. She’s not important. Now, what was that museum you wanted to show me?”

Himeko would be more affectionate, and aware of her surroundings for the rest of the day. She’s more protective than actually jealous. It’s only if you actually push her buttons, she’ll be jealous.

Kafka

Kafka is a prideful woman. She loves the fact that others find you just as attractive as she does about you and isn’t afraid to show you off. Though, others don’t seem to care much about that.

You and Kafka were on a mission to detain a stolen flash drive to give back to Sliver Wolf. Kafka and you had to be separated for a short while, having a meeting point incase of something bad happening. While on the mission, you come face to the culprit that stole it. She looked at you flirtatiously, circling around the you in a provocative manner.

“Well, I didn’t expect there to be such a cutie to be part of the stellaron hunters~” She flirted. This was.. unexpected. You paused for a moment, confusion on your face before talking back. “..Where’s the flash drive-” The woman was quick and cut you off. “Now, now, why should we talk about that when I have you all here to myself.” She smirked.

You sighed. “I’m not interested.” This woman seemed the type not to care much of what you had to say. And, you appeared to be right. She continued to smirk and talk seductively. “Oh, come on? You have a girlfriend or something? I don’t see her around..” The woman stepped forward to touch you before out of no where, Kafka grabbed her hand.

“Sorry. Finders, keepers.” Kafka smiled before you both engaged in a fight with the woman, with her being defeated and having no choice but to give back the flash drive. The woman then ran away even with the injuries inflicted onto her.

Kafka turned to you, all smiley. “Well, seemed like someone had a crush on you~ Guess I’m not the only one to have one~” Kafka laughed as your ears grew red from embarrassment of the situation. “Let’s just go..” You muttered before strolling away with a teasing Kafka.

Kafka would tease about the situation to you for the rest of the day. She more proud than jealous. Though, don’t want to share you with others. You’re hers, not anyone else’s.

Serval

Serval is an attractive and talented woman. She plays guitar, sings, and can attract anyone to her like a magnet in a mile radius. But, it doesn’t mean she can’t feel jealous.

It’s been a while since you and Serval had a date together from being occupied with work. But, tonight you both would be having one together at a simple restaurant. You both sat down across each other and talked till the waitress came around, her eyes immediately on to you.

“Hey welcome to Belogo’s Special, how may I take your order, sweetheart?” Serval raised an eyebrow to that name but dismissed it as you took your order. Serval couldn’t help but notice how the waiter took your order. She looked at your lips rather than your eyes, smirking just slightly. Or was it just Serval being overthinking the situation again?

The waitress then took Serval’s order, not doing anything to what she had does done with you. The waiter actually seemed annoyed before leaving. You exchanged a look with Serval, looking confused. You were confused if what you witnessed with the waitress was in your head and not and it obviously wasn’t.

Serval was quite displeased with the situation, eyeing the waitress till she left and looked over to you. “.. Seems like that waitress liked you a lot.” Serval spoke, her eyes onto yours. She knew it wasn’t your fault but for someone to flirt with you when it was clearly a date with how you both looked at each other. You looked at her. Her face was calm yet had rage built up.

You came to the conclusion it wasn’t in your head and Serval was definitely.. jealous. Something quite unexpected from her out of all people. Everyone practically loves her. “Serval..” You spoke up, “Don’t worry about what that waitress was thinking.” You then held her hand under the table across each other. “I only have for you.”

Serval paused at your words. She knew you were right. But, hated whenever people wanted something Serval only had. She sighed and looked at you in the eyes. “I know, (Name).. But, that behavior was inappropriate towards you.” You agreed and managed to kiss Serval on the lips for a few seconds to cheer her up. It worked and she began to brightly talk about a song she was making.

She, of course, changed waitresses and was a bit possessive towards you for the rest of the night. It was just to show she cared about you, of course. A whole lot and couldn’t imagine anyone else having you to themselves.

Ruan Mei

Ruan Mei is the type of woman to experiment with her jealousy. How far could it go? How does she react exactly? Her want to learn more about human life would help her in this.

Ruan Mei was in a meeting with Herta and you both planned to meet afterwards to go to her lab for some experiments she wanted help with. While you were going to her a few minutes before the meeting ends, you got stopped by one of the researchers. Her eyes were all over you as if she was admiring a painting in its glory.

“My, my, looks like your lost around here again~” She smirked. You obviously weren’t lost. She tried doing these like this before but you always shut her down. But, it never seemed to work. “No, I’m not-” She cut you off. “Oh, come on! Don’t play hard to get~” She whispered to your ear flirtatiously. You sighed. This was going to take a while for her get away from you.

By now, it had been a few minutes since Ruan Mei’s meeting ended. Her eyes flickered in curiosity as to why you’re 2:38 minutes late than to what you usually are to whenever you meet up with her. She then walked over to where she had an idea of where you might’ve been and she found you with a flirtatious researcher from a distance away.

Her eyes furrowed down at the researcher. Ruan Mei felt a familiar feeling to hatred towards the woman. But, this hate was without reason.. Was it jealousy? Was this what jealousy.. felt? She felt the urge to walk over to the two of you and did just that.

The researcher immediately noticed Ruan Mei and stuttered in front of the genus society member. “Ah.. Ruan Mei.. What a p-pleasure to meet you!” Ruan Mei looked calm as she always did. Yet in her heart, she had a perplexed amount of emotions towards the woman. “Please, no need to be so formal. I just needed to take my partner, (Name).”

The researcher’s eyes widened. “Ah.. (Name) is your partner?..” She asked hesitantly. But, before Ruan Mei could respond, the researcher decided to talk first. “Actually, I forgot I have s-somewhere else to be! Pleasure to meet you!” The researcher then scurried off.

Ruan Mei then turned to you. “I noticed that researcher was making flirtatious remarks towards you while I was coming over to you. Are you alright, (Name)?” Ruan Mei asked, still feeling that bitter feeling of jealousy. You smiled. “Yes, yes, I’m alright, Ruan Mei.” Ruan Mei smiled. “Glad to hear. But, I couldn’t help but feel a bitter feeling arise in me when I saw you with her. Would that be called, jealousy?” Ruan Mei asked bluntly, curious to her hypothesis being correct or not.

Your eyes widened a little before responding. “Ah, yes, I believe that would be ‘jealousy’. But, I never thought of you to be jealous, Ruan Mei.” It felt unusual for Ruan Mei to be feeling.. jealousy out of all things. But, Ruan Mei just smiled. “You can get the most out of the unusual. Perhaps we should experiment about that today? What do you think?” Ruan Mei asked, her curiosity about jealousy practically brimming. Of course, you agreed too and both of you went to her lab to run some tests.

Ruan Mei would keep her eye on you more than she already does, feeling possessive yet want you have your own free will. It’s complex for her yet both of you figure it out in your experiments.

authors’s note: hey guys! ik i said i would post something in a couple of hours last post but i may or may not fell asleep… any, serval’s was a little rushed a the end. sorry! hope yall like it! and requests r always open!! 💕

[deathbxnny]

Robin &Serval with a teen!reader that sings Heavy Metal/Sreamo (it’s so fun) and also plays electric guitar???

(ᗒᗣᗕ)و🎙️

Omg I love this request alot, Anon!! Thank you for sending me your ask, and I'm sorry it took me so long to get to it!<33

Content: Teen reader, platonic relationships, sfw

Reader has no set pronouns!

((Not proofread))

》SERVAL

Serval absolutely LOVES how talented you are. She knows how difficult it is to sing that way and definitely respects the art. You and her basically jam out quite often together, especially when there isn't much to do around the shop anymore.

With that said, she often teaches you new songs to play and sing to on the guitar. She's your biggest supporter and fan, as she knows you'll one day make it big if you continue to work hard.

Gepard definitely has to sit through some of your performances as well, and whilst he may not understand the appeal of it entirely, he'll clap and praise you calmly after your little concert is over. He's glad to see his sister teach something she enjoys passionately to someone else.

》ROBIN

Despite what many may think, Robin actually finds the power behind your voice very impressive, even if it isn't her preferred genre of music. She'll gladly listen to you sing and play the guitar, whilst also trying to give you feedback about the things she does know how to do well or better. She doesn't want you to strain your voice and, therefore, will help you train using it more healthily.

With that said, she definitely offered to make a song with you or take you on a little tour trip. She wants people to appreciate your talent and hopes that you can see more of the world that way to further your potential. She's definitely one of your biggest supporters.

She would probably hesitate to let you go on tour alone, especially when you're still young. She knows that the path to stardom can be rather rough and tragic, so she'll try and protect you from it as much as she can without dimming your light.

[sinsmockingbird]

i hc serval as a massive bondage enjoyer so uh. serval being a teasing brat all day and reader punishing her by hanging her from the ceiling tied up and having your way with her

Serval with a bondage kink? Oh I 100% can see it anon, and I agree with you. She would be really into having you bind her with some pretty red rope.

CW: Smut under the cut!

When Serval realized she was into bondage, she was pretty embarrassed at first. She didn't know how you'd feel about her kink. Would you be into it as well? Would you be willing to tie her up? Thoughts like these would cloud her mind quite often, to the point where you noticed how she was too distracted.

Confronting her is what made Serval crack, spewing out how she wanted you to tie her up when you fucked. To leave her bound and at your mercy. At first you were quiet, letting her confessions sink in, before telling her that you'd love to do it.

From then you didn't hesitate to tie shibari around Serval's body, leaving the rope to rub at her skin under her clothes. Or tie her up in bed, leaving her helpless to your touches and actions. And she loved every second of it.

Sometimes you might just leave her tied up in bed with no way of escape and having a vibrator shoved inside her. Make sure to wrap a pretty gag around her mouth to muffle her sounds while you go in the other room to do things. It's gonna leave her so frustrated but it's also so arousing to her if you do this.

Just... be prepared for her to get back at you as soon as you undo the ropes.

[marchiekana]

Human heater anon!! I'm so sorry i couldn't finish your request cuz it turns out I hadn't saved it properly. But i remember your request so here you go!

Kafka, Tingyun, Serval, and Stelle x reader, where they take a bath together

Not proofread

✨ fluff, suggestive, boobies, kisses, established relationships, women, loml stelle, what else?

Requests are open!

Kafka

A nice warm bath with her beloved is just the thing Kafka neede after a long and tiring day of work (which is arguing with silver and mothering blade)

And so here you were, sitting in front of her as she slowly combed her fingers through your hair . The warm water, her fingers combing your hair and her humming a soft tune lulled you to sleep even though you tried your hardest not too.

in the end you dozed off and Kafka had to dry you up, dress you and tuck you into bed, with a kiss on your forehead and a soft good night

Tingyun

Tingyun always loves a bath! It helps her keep her fur clean and she gets to see you naked. She's shameless but doesn't care😔

She'd probably start talking about how her day was and ask you how yours was. She'd also start washing your hair for you (she def has a lot of hair and skin products she uses every day) and scrubbing your back too. and accidentally touch your breasts.I just know she that kinda girl

Then y'all would have dinner and cuddle

You live happily ever after. End of story

Serval

In her case, you'd have to drag her to the bathroom cus she's denser than solid.

Would definitely sing you a song. She'd also kiss you a lot and start reminiscing about her past. Would definitely, purposefully, intentionally bring up Gepards most embarrassing moment and you'd both laugh your asses off.(you bully)

Would and will take a bath with you everyday. It's a part of her daily routine now.( You better follow it)

Stelle

This girl is shameless. Will not even try to lie that she wants to see you naked. Will definitely drag you to the bathroom and your so thankful she's taking a bath cuz she STINKS. Like you love her and all but God damn. She STINKS . But she only stinks after her routinely trash hunt.

Will definitely try to get you to sleep and so will start trying to comb your hair. Emphasis on trying cuz she's bad at combing. She's a girlfailure but you love her too much.

Would and shamelessly will sneak one of her hands to your thighs or breasts or straight up ask you if she can touch you. Who are you to reject her.

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Too short cuz I'm kinda tired

Boobies.

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[midnight-pluto]

MY MODEL: PG.06 — rizzler

MY MODEL: jing yuan x gn!reader

SYNOPSIS: seems like the Xianzhou has hired a freelance photographer to help with their new magazine. however, this model seems to have fallen head over heels for a certain photographer — what exactly is their story?

my model master list || prev. || next

WEDNESDAY, SEPTEMBER 25 2023 — 5:40 PM

WHAT WAS YOUR first thought when Serval told you that you should date Blade?

“This is hilarious, I should go show it to him,” would be the correct answer. Now were you still scared shitless of him? Yes of course, but now you have an actual reason to talk to him — you’re own entertainment, instead of you shamelessly plugging your friends music.

Looking around the studio for him, you immediately spot him leaning against the wall staring blankly at his phone. It wasn’t like he was hard to spot, he was 6’2 (188cm) after all.

Brushing past your coworkers and stepping over chords and past equipment you finally manage to find yourself leaning against the same wall Blade was. Taking a quick glance at him is when you’re heart starts to speed up; were you really going to do this? What if he takes it the wrong way? What if he doesn’t find you funny? What if he calls you weird?

Well, maybe the last one isn’t that horrible but since it’s Blade you would be thinking about that phrase for the next decade and then some. Pulling out your phone once again and unlocking it you muster up the courage to speak and interrupt the light silence between the two of you.

“Hey dude, Serval said that we should date,” you bluntly say, taking a side glance at the man next to you. Blade seemed to have stiffened up at your words and looked at you unblinking.

“Why’d she say that?”

“What do you mean by that?”

“Like, why me? What was the reason?”

“Clout.”

He let out a small chuckle at your words which made your shoulders finally relax at the notion that he found what you said funny. “Was that it?”

“Yeah, what other reason should you go out with someone?” you reply jokingly.

“Less than two-hundred followers? Ew,” Blade sarcastically remarks to which you laugh at as he ran his hand through his hair.

“Wow you haven’t had a single sponsor within the last 6 months?” you fake an annoying tone along with the idol in front of you, “That’s like, really, embarrassing.”

“Shameful.”

A comforting silence overtakes the both of once more before you go back to the previous topic at hand, “Well Serval had originally said I should go out with Jing Yuan but according to her you had more clout.” You shrugged your shoulders as his eyes widen slightly.

“Let me see.”

Unlocking your phone, you pull up twitter in search for her tweet. As you pull the tweet up Blade tilts his head downwards to see Serval’s reply and scoffs lightheartedly, “That shits funny.”

You smile at his words and nod. Soon enough you begin to walk away from Blade as you both wave to each other, “Maybe his resting bitch face isn’t too intimidating.”

As soon as you’re out of his line of sight Blade immediately opens the groupchat but then sees a notification pop up and instinctively presses it. His eyes narrow as he looks across the room to see Tingyun grinning mischievously to which he rolls his eyes as she runs away.

EDITORS NOTE: created with a bit of cramps on the side — FUCK I FORGOT TO POST THIS YESTERDAY

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[voidcat]

Serval Landau is a tough woman to love, but loving her you do without a thought.

Known around pretty well in her circle of status, a brilliant mind and a dazzling talent, she blinds you with her shine the moment your eyes land on her.

As hard nut to crack as she can be, you find it almost too easy; every crook, smirk and blush of hers captivating, her passion making her all the more endearing.

It leaves the person drunk, to have Serval Landau look at you the way she does. Victorious. On top of the world, how the first architects of Belabog first must’ve felt, if you’re being honest with yourself.

Living in the present is easy, conjuring what the future might bring a fun activity to pass time, yet you don’t expect the past to come and crash everything down, burn it all to smithers with a snap of fingers.

It happens too naturally, a little comical or so to speak. A woman of her caliber, it is no surprise to hear of her past achievements, occupation and research, nor the people she were with, the branches she worked closely within. Cocolia Rand’s name is repeated often and how can it not be? The late architect of Belabog, some still remember her for all the good, show understanding for her sacrifice, others choose to resent her and how she never listened to anyone.

In the dim lighted pub, you don’t quite catch Gerard until he vanishes from your sights yet from the force of his hand you can tell he had a little too much. He lets out a hearty laugh, a sigh of relief, throws you a congratulations and celebrates you on your victory. Mouths a little here and there how long it took Serval to move on, from the Cocolia Rand; the woman whose name is tied to Serval’s whenever it is the past people lament.

You feel chills down your spine, yet your smile remains frozen in the spot. He lets out how in the last moments she reclaimed closure in her own way— “I am no longer in your shadow.” Gepard recalls the phrase.

“Here now big guy, why don’t you sit down and brea—“ and before you can finish, he is nowhere to be seen.

Now you see, you know Gepard, and you know in everything he does, he always means the best, but maybe, just maybe, you wish the goody two shoes of the family had a little more experience with alcohol, sparing you from the obvious truth that’s been in your face since the very first days of your dream relationship.

Serval Landau is no longer in Cocolia’s shadow.

But you are.

Doomed to be.

Because you see, it was her first big everything, love and heartbreak, affection and hate, tension and excitement— the woman who robbed Belabog and the underground, left it sinking in the eternal snow, continues to rip apart anything good remaining, separating, even in her death.

And you have to live the rest of your days in your lover’s embrace, forever hidden in the shadow of her ex. In your steps, it’s her heels that echo against the tiles, in your smiles, she always recalls her good old times, every kiss, every edge and crook of skin, every kiss plastered, you’re haunted by the reminder of her ghost cast over your flesh, beating heart.

To those close to her, she has obtained her long deserving closure.

Serval Landau claims she is no longer in her shadow but you know that’s a lie.

And you spent every night dreading, will it be tonight she calls out the name Cocolia

[drunkenlionwrites]

Saw your post and I immediately thought of Serval my girl. I'm literally writing this at work (on a break) and I think that Serval is definitly the kind of girl to tease someone while they're either at work or busy with a task. Or vice versa, you're coming as a customer in her shop, she'll close the door even if there are people outside or hell she'd definitly tease and perhaps overstimulate her s/o in the back of her shop with people right at the entrance.

Sorry if it doesn't make much sense since I'm kinda doing this at work and english isn't my first language.

oh nonnie! i get you so well. serval is such a nasty girl, she would do it to you for sure. Serval riling up the reader during work Warnings: nsfw, afab g/n reader

Serval is definitely a kind of girl who just enjoys riling you up the whole day to make you feel extra needy and horny for her. She finds your reactions cute and she’s also anticipating the things you do to her once you both are off work.

She will give you seductive glances, will sway her hips while passing you, will whisper sweet dirty things to your ears while you’re surrounded by people, making you blush and your pussy pulse.

She definitely gets a rise out of it and each time she’s in a mood, she will find different ways to make you feel flustered. Once, she started playing her guitar right beside you, making you watch how she switched chords with her lithe fingers, her hands gliding up and down the guitar neck.

When there are no visitors in your shop, she literally drags you to the little storage room and presses fiery kisses to your lips, jaws, neck and collarbones, her hand cupping up and gently squeezing your clothed pussy, making you moan and whine against her mouth, your hips moving in futile attempts to get off on her hand, only it’s not moving the way you need her to.

She’ll cover your mouth and restrain your legs, chuckling and telling you to be quieter in case someone enters the shop. She’ll be a death you.

Once you’re off work, you take your turn to punish her and get your revenge. You tease and overstimulate her for hours, not allowing her to touch you and not permitting her to orgasm until you’re satisfied with teasing her.

You generally wait until she’s begging for you, eyes watery, her hips humping air, her breath shallow.

Then you finally relent and give her everything she deserved, pumping her soaking pussy with your fingers, listening to its sinful squelching sounds. Your thumb gliding over her clit in random directions until you feel Serval pulsing around you screaming your name.

You’re going pretty hard on her after suffering from her antics the whole day, but oh, Serval knew what she has been doing for sure, now laying completely fucked out with blissed expression on her face.  

[shenachigans]

MARRY YOU NOT | Serval

PAIRING: Serval x Fem!Reader

CW: angst (?), unreciprocated love kinda, implied Cocolia x reader, arranged marriage

SUMMARY: Members of prestigious families don’t marry for love, and Serval has yet to realize that.

A/N: Just a warmup for what I want to write, hehe. This is the start of my ‘writing Honkai Star Rail fanfics’ arc. Expect more HSR fics to come ;)

WORDS: 1,025

(FANFIC IS UNDER THE CUT!)

“Hey, Cocolia,” a bored Serval nudges Cocolia’s shoulder. She was currently reading a book during her break from her academic activities. The two were currently in the private library of the Belobog Academy, away from the public, courtesy of Cocolia’s status as the future Supreme Guardian. For Serval to have access was because she was Cocolia’s best friend and a member of the prestigious Landau family. “Are Supreme Guardians allowed to marry?” Serval questions, earning a confused look on the older woman’s face. 

Cocolia sighs and places her book on the coffee table before looking at the younger woman. “Supreme Guardians do not need to marry because their heirs are chosen by the Architects. Hence, marriage to produce an heir is unnecessary.” Her answer made Serval sigh. Her best friend is too invested in her duties. She understands that preparing to become Belobog’s ruler in the future is a big responsibility, but she has no time for herself. Serval sighed, shaking her head as she crossed her arms. Azure eyes stare at amethyst ones with worry. “Marrying someone isn’t for producing heirs, but to spend the rest of your life with the person you love, Cocolia. Don’t you want to have someone who cares for you? Even if the Architects have already chosen an heir to succeed you?” 

Cocolia couldn’t help but chuckle incredulously. She and Serval may have been best friends since they were children, but she had never heard these words from Serval. All she would hear from the younger woman’s lips were complaints about academics and her passion for music, not once about love. “I’m aware of what a marriage in the romantic aspect is, but it is simply impossible for my position. I have priorities, and finding love isn’t one of them. People with statuses like ourselves would only marry for benefits, Serval.” 

Cocolia almost felt bad at how her words darkened Serval’s mood, but they both knew she was right. The only kind of marriage that is common in the rich and influential class is an arranged marriage. Serval seemed hurt by reality, but she wished to keep hoping. Sensing the younger woman’s dejection, Cocolia sighs. “Do you perhaps fancy someone and wish to marry them? You wouldn’t ask me a question such as this out of the blue.” She must’ve suspected correctly when Serval’s face turned into a light shade of pink, causing her to widen her eyes in curiosity and surprise. “Serval, you…” 

Serval immediately waved her hands in defense, shaking her head from embarrassment. Of course, her best friend would find out the moment she asked her a question about marriage. Her face was a darker shade of pink now. “N-No! It isn’t like that!” Serval blushed, looking away to hide her face, but one glance at Cocolia’s unamused expression made her grumble. “Fine… I do fancy someone,” she clears her throat to calm herself. Her heart pounded out of her chest as a certain someone appeared in her mind, only darkening the blush across her face. Her best friend’s silence prompted her to continue. “She’s just… Beautiful… People may think differently of her due to her cold disposition, but if you see her real self, you’d be awestruck!” 

Cocolia almost sees hearts in her best friend’s eyes as she talks about this ‘someone.’ It was unlikely of her, and it piqued her interest. She wanted to know who made Serval fawn over them. “Is she someone I have encountered before?” The question catches Serval off guard. She expected a different reaction, but she wasn’t complaining. However, Cocolia’s interest may change when she learns who this ‘someone’ is. “Uhm…” Cocolia raises a brow at Serval’s hesitance. “She’s also from a prestigious family, but they don’t get along with the Architects… So, uh…” Serval fancied someone from a family that gave Cocolia’s ancestors a difficult time. 

“Lord L/n and Lady L/n’s only child, Young Lady Y/n?” Cocolia has met you but only for formalities. Although, she does find you to be an interesting one. At the mention of your name, Serval’s eyes widen. Cocolia was right. Serval Landau is smitten with the one and only Y/n L/n, a cold-hearted and duty-driven young lady. You were around the same age as Gepard Landau. Your coldness and forwardness drove people away, irked by your unliveliness as you always focused on becoming the perfect heir to succeed your father. Despite your demeanor, Serval saw a glimpse of something that drew her to you: your flushed, embarrassed face. Serval was already interested in you, but seeing you put down your guard enamored her. 

“What do you plan on doing, Serval? Lady Y/n mustn’t hinder your academics.” The younger woman sighed at Cocolia. First, she didn’t know what to do since you were like her best friend: love wasn’t your priority. Second, Cocolia was already too late to advise her as you’ve taken over the musician’s head and heart, where her feelings grow every day. With determination on Serval’s face, she boldly declares: “I plan to marry her. I want to pursue Y/n L/n.” 

Back to the present…

“I hereby announce Supreme Guardian, Madam Cocolia Rand, and Lady Y/n of the L/n family as wife and wife!” Serval dismissively chuckles as the priest’s words bring her back to the present. How much of a fool she was to think she’d be able to marry you. You two have gotten closer since she declared that bold statement years ago. It’s not like you didn’t return her affections. See, Serval was too timid to risk your friendship, so a confession of her love didn’t come your way. You were so close, yet so far, but now you’re even further from her now that you involuntarily belong to someone who didn’t want this marriage as much as you did. Serval is grateful you became Cocolia’s wife because your father could’ve married you off to some bastard. She knows Cocolia will treat you right even if your union is diplomatic. Her best friend would never hurt you. However, Serval knows she could never have you, not anymore. 

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