#kafka x gn reader

[ainslairo]

⋆.ೃ࿔*:･ affection… affection… and more affection!

The Aeon of Abundance, Yaoshi, found you in the Simulated Universe, and thinks you’re so cute! They just have to know who you are, what you are, where you’re from… so many questions! And they see you so regularly! Every week when you and the Trailblazer test the Universe for Herta, they get so overjoyed to see you in the Event of Occurrence. So, whilst the Trailblazer is fighting trotters, why not ask you out? (With a kiss on the side, of course!) Yaoshi hugs and kisses you everywhere and anywhere when they get the chance, and wants you all to themselves~

Kafka thinks you’re so interesting, so worthy of her attention, so perfect for her. She can’t get enough of you, honestly. She just wants to hold you by the waist and dance with you and give you everything you want ~

Sampo? Sampo. Sampo is just Sampo. I don’t know how you’re dating that man, you deserve better. Why do you like him, like- WHY. Anyway. Sampo can just come out of nowhere and give you a hug or kiss, but then when you turn around you won’t see him. This man, istg.

[yourlocalstranger123]

Head empty.....sub brat kafka and sub good girl himeko

Kafka is the brat in the relationship who always shows off for you and always finds new ways to push your buttons

"What if i don't?"

"Was i not supposed to wear this today.....my bad~"

"Then why don't you come and make me"

So its no surprise when she goes from brat to whining puppy when you have her pinned under you and getting fucked stupid with a vibrator up her ass and your hands around her throat you'd think she'd learn her lesson only to do it again the next day

"is that ah~ all you've got AGH! FUCK ME DADDY/MOMMY I'LL BE GOOD JUST GO HARDER!!!"

"That's right spank me nice and rough AH~ put me in my fucking place AH~ make my ass red~ AH~ I just came from being spanked~ waves her ass teasingly I'm such a bad girl~

"i-im sorry daddy/mommy~ Ah~ i can't cum anymore~"

Meanwhile himeko is an absolute sweetheart and good girl always follows orders, wears what you tell her too wear (even goes commando if you tell her to but she demands cuddles as payment)

"Can i wear this today, i bought it for you in mind"

"Do you want me to give you a massage baby? you look tense"

"This skirt is a little short....okay but only for you"

She's so cute when you fuck her, letting out gasps and small whines at every kiss along her neck, teasing her nipples with your tounge and teeth just to make her squirm, the way she cutely begs you to eat her out everytime before you fuck her because she loves being overstimulated by your cock/strap, whimpering and moaning while calling you daddy/mommy the whole time and saying how good you make her feel desperate to be praised by you~

"Ah~ yes like thaaah~ Daddy/Mommy"

"Your tounge is so deep~ mmmm~ please put your cock/strap in Ah~ fuck me till i cry"

"Does daddy/mommy like when i ride your fat cock/strap Ah~ i take it nice and deep cause I'm a good girl, please call me a good girl again~"

And when you have both of them in bed it's unreal these two beautiful women begging you to fuck them till they break while you plow Kafka's insides and punish her himeko is right there riding your fingers while kissing your neck and encouraging you as she watches the bratty stellaron hunter get pounded by their shared lover

"Oh yeah daddy/mommy fuck her nice and hard mmmmm~ kisses your neck before slapping Kafka's breasts making her moan break that little brat then break me~

"Watching you pound himeko from behind oooh what's wrong himeko didn't you want daddy/mommy to break you like they did me~ leans back opens her legs now be a good girl and put that mouth to use daddy/mommy loves watching you work AH~ good girl~"

You don't know how you got these beautiful women to love you but your definitely not complaining

Im....speechless, LIKE WOW. I love this though.

Another scenario; Kafka being a brat once again, but this time, she drags good girl himeko into her troubles! Himeko wants to be your good girl so badly but you haven't fucked her for a whole month :(.

While you were in your office, doing some papers and reports until you got a notification. Seems it's from Kafka. Wonder what she sended you? You see a video of Himeko slightly shivering, slightly sobbing onto Kafka shoulders as they both ride a dilido.

Hearing Himeko saying light sorry's as Kafka said; "see you at home darling~♡"

And when you finally get home, as your jacket slightly slipping off, hair ruffled and panting when you opened the door. You put the jacket down, locking the door as you went to the bedroom. Hearing moans, and some whining.

A sight greets you of himeko begging for forgiveness, as Kafka shudders in excitement of what you'll do. (Oops. Got a little too far but love this and the art!)

I might use your art, so can I? I

[kiyosw]

can i request with kafka, and himeko. where the reader was like always looking at people with a blank look but one day reader finally shows them a smile also showing their dimples for the first time, and kafka, and himeko has added another thing they love about you on their list. apologies if you're not accepting requests right now, aswell as if it's too short. but, i just love your writing so im interested.

TANGLED AND LOVE STUCK BY YOU, FROM THE GLUE.

CHARATCER/S: KAFKA, HIMEKO

WARNIG/S: GN READER, SLIGHTLY POSSESIVE (KAFKA), STELLARON HUNTER READER (KAFKA), EXPRESS CREW MEMBER READER (HIMEKO)

NOTE 1: OHOHKGL WAIT THIS IS SO CUTE AND YES MY REQUESTS ARE OPEN AND ITS NOT TOO SHORT! TY FOR THE COMPLIMENT THANK YOU SO MUCH I LOVE YOU the fact that I LOVE THESE TWO WOMEN just makes it cuter but ANYWAY!!

Himeko as your lover knows you rarely, barely smile.

Even when it's just the two of you on her room cuddling and enjoying eachothers presence, you would just comfortably hum while snuggling into her deeper.

She sometimes wonder if she makes you feel gloomy, or uncomfortable so that's why you rarely smile. But you reassured her that she never made you feel like that.

And on the express too, when you're talking to your fellow trailblazers (march, danheng, welt etc.). You would just stare at them with a blank, but not an intimidating expression.

She asked you one time on why you don't often smile, but you didn't really know why, really. You just told Himeko that you didn't even noticed it.

"Oh? Okay then, but do remember that I'll be more than fine to see you express your feelings more often, my dearest."

When she first saw you smile because of a corny but worth to laugh at the joke that march made, she was taken aback. Shocked, she's head over heels for you over again at that moment.

The way your dimples appeared while you're softly smiling melted her heart. She indeed, fell inlove again at her sweet lover.

After the conversation between march and you, she approached march and asked if she took a picture on her portable camera while you we're smiling and looking so effortlessly pretty.

"March, have you taken a shot of y/n while they're smiling? You did? Great! Can you please make me a copy of it? Just one will do."

This woman would TEASE you for not smiling. Endless teasing. She would jokingly call you an "emo", "bladie the 2nd", and you would simply blush in embarassment from her silly nicknames for you. She's the only one allowed to call you that.

After a long and sweet kiss from her, you would just simply sigh in satisfaction while burying your face over her neck instead of smiling over her neck.

Nevertheless, she still loved your way of affection towards her even when you're not showing your enotions through your reactions.

Even when talking to your fellow co-stellaron hunters, you would just give them a blank, but not threatening expression while having a chat with them.

Blade likes to chat with you more often than the other hunters since you're not annoying and loud, just listening and giving out a few words for what he said. He's like your sibling, that's how some of the people around you see.

But as jealous as kafka is, she would literally snatch you up, pull you and kiss you while blade is just sneering at the both of you.

After what just happen, she then ushered you away.

"Aww.. is my little emo preferring that dead vampire looking blade over me?"

She was jokingly pouting and satirically giving you puppy eyes while saying her thoughts at that moment.

After she said that, you just simply chuckled with light pink hues scattered over your cheeks, then later on pecked her lips while smiling.

"Of course not.. even if you are a bit annoying with your nicknames, I'll never prefer anyone over you."

Oh how the tables have turned. Now she's the one blushing not just because of what you said or the peck, but because of your smile.Your damn smile.

Those dimples of yours got her blushing like a lovestrucked fool. She knew she won't forget this side of you easily.

After that she just shushed you and pulled you to kiss her again.

NOTE 2: AHHHH I hope this was what you expected, I apologize if I may not so thats why I made the two scenarios of them different so you can pick at the two. BUT ANYWAY! HOPE YOU ALL ENJOYED!! :3

[nervocat]

hi again im the person that send you questions just a min ago and i wanted to send a request separately.can you write about kafka x gn reader in a hs or uni au but the reader is introvterted and has a small friend group but sucu an academic achiever,academically smart? thanks in advance <3

“A cat brings you the book that you had requested from the library. Sorry for the long wait, the owner was busy . . . ”

★ — NOTES: this was hard to come up with ideas for and I don't exactly like the outcome, but it's not the worst, one more request to go!! ✦ — WORD COUNT: 364 ★ — FANDOM: honkai: star rail ✦ — CW: none, but I feel like Kafka is slightly ooc

                “ Kafka with a Smart Academic Achiever ”

You were in your late years of university, a straight A student with a high gpa. You were also with Kafka, the most sought after person in uni, who also has good grades.

Why does she like you? You're not sure, but she makes sure you know she loves you. She takes you to hang out at the café near the university you two attend and sometimes study's there with you.

Kafka slacked off a bit on her homework and some minor assignments (to your surprise), but she still has A’s and is extremely smart. You work late into the night sometimes and Kafka comes to your dorm to check on you and make sure you go to bed and not deprive yourself of the sleep you deserve — is how she puts it.

You share a lot of classes together and Kafkas friends (who have now become your friends) — Blade and Silver Wolf, or Silver. You four are a friend group with the two dealing with Kafkas flirtatious antics during passing time between classes. It's nothing extreme, just some comments here and there and hand holding. It earn a sigh from Blade and an eyeroll from Silver.

You visit each others dorms frequently just to hang out whether it's just the two of you or with Blade and Silver, doesn't matter. As long as she gets to hang out with you.

Kafka helps you on assignments and homework even if you say you don't need it, she'll help you regardless. Unless you keep telling her, then she'll willingly back off. Will stay in your room though until you're done with your work.

Spends as much time as she can with you, but isn't exactly clingy and will back off if you want her too. She's a very understanding person.

If you're stressed out from school then she'll do whatever you want whether that be staying cooped up in your dorm or going outside, it's up to you. As long as you take a well needed break, she's up for anything you want to do.

No matter the situation you both have in university, she'll stick by your side, and so will your guys’ friends. Until the end Kafka will wait for you, and she'll wait for forever for her beloved. ✧

🐾 ★ — © nervocat || I appreciate any reblogs made, and pls don't repost or translate my works anywhere, ty — ✦ ☁️

[star-railfanboy]

Hello I was wondering if you could make a honkai star rail story with the reader being a member of the Astral Express crew and their extremely innocent and naive, but when the Astral Express crew arrived at the Xianzhou Loufu the reader is kidnapped by Blade and Kafka after a small battle and the reader is injured and they kidnapped the reader because they were much more useful to the stellaron hunters alive than dead because of their ancestry from a forgotten race that was known as the Ali beautiful creatures with wing made of crystal and the light that shines through their wings can harm those they see as an enemy. (I made up the whole Ali thing but you're more than welcome to write this in anyway you please, and I wish you a good morning/afternoon or goodnight ☺️)

|Hello anon I'll be changing the Ali concept to something else. The reader will still have wings. They will still be from a forgotten race. :) I hope it's written ok. The trailblazer is not the reader and will be Caelus(it'll switch between Caelus and Stelle with requests.) This will be a love triangle between Blade and Kafka with a gender neutral reader as well as scenario as it wasn't specified. It'll be a love triangle since I don't write poly my apologies. I have nothing against it I am just monogamous. As always feel free to change the pronouns to fit your own. I hope you enjoy and I wish you a lovely day or night.

Blade and Kafka x A Gender Neutral Reader.

Warnings: Mentions of fighting, minor injuries, kidnapping, spoilers for Kafka's companion quest as well as the main story quest, |

Kafka and Blade Love Triangle

(Name) had gone with the first group of the Loufu. They were confused about several things that happened. Once everything was done and over with they were walking around and had seen Caelus in an alleyway. They were about to go over and greet the silver haired trailblazer but stopped when they saw Kafka.

They tilted their head and walked over. "Are you friends with the Stellaron hunters Caelus?" (Name) asked seeing Blade in the shop. Kafka's eyes lit up upon seeing them again. "Oh we met again." She said with a smile. Caelus gave her an uneasy look and stepped between the two. As the smile she made seemed to be plotting something.

"Don't worry Kiddo. Our intentions with them aren't bad. Now It's time to get back to your friends. I want to chat with this little one for a bit." Kafka stated using her powers. Caelus felt he couldn't refuse. (Name) looked confused. "I'll catch up with you after our chat." They said giving their friend a smile. She's friends with Caelus so she must not be too bad.

After Caelus left Blade walked out of the shop. "Sam messaged me an update to our script from Elio. So (Name) we're supposed to bring you back with us. He didn't specify alive or dead." She said with the same smile from earlier. She thought they were definitely a cute one. What's more they are supposed to have a hidden power.

There wasn't much know about their race. What Kafka was able to find out wasn't much which piqued her curiosity. They gave her a confused look. She grinned they seemed so innocent. It was rather adorable.

"I can't go with you though. I told Caelus I'd head back after them. Dan Heng and Mr. Yang get worried if I'm gone for too long. I dont want to be scolded again about how dangerous it is to be alone by Mr. Yang." (Name) said with a frown. Kafka gave a small laugh they were simply too adorable. She wanted to see what was so special about them.

"Bladie detain them to bring them back with us." Kafka commanded. Blade simply nodded and charged them they didn't appear to have weapon up until he brought his down to strike them. A weapon made of a pure looking crystal appeared in their hands quickly blocking Blade's strike.

Blade's eyes widened as he felt his mind coming back to him. Only Kafka's powers kept his mind in tack from the Mara inflicted on him. He felt his sanity coming back just being near them. He wondered what kind of powers they held to achieve that. He definitely couldn't kill them now. It seemed his partner realized the same thing. "Looks like they will be useful to us Bladie. Better keep them alive." Kafka stated.

Blade and the nameless started clashing Weapons once again. The stellaron hunter being relentless in his acts to weaken the other's defenses and energy. At one point his feet were encased in some sort of crystal like substance. He quickly smashed it and rushed the other to prevent them from thinking of a plan.

He wanted to avoid harming them but with every battle some wounds are bound to arise. The clearness he felt from his mara stricken mind was nice almost addicting to him. After all its been a long long time since he was able to think clearly and not just be a puppet for Kafka. He'll have to patch them up back at the base. Eventually they lost all of their strength by trying to block the acts as well as the injuries they sustained.

(Name) unwillingly dropped their crystal weapon and their legs gave out on them. Then before they were aware of what happened they blacked out. Falling completely to the ground. Blade walked over and carefully picked them up. After they fell unconscious wings that appeared of the same crystal as their weapon appeared on their back as though the nameless had been concealing them.

"You didn't over due it did you Bladie? It'd be a shame for someone as lovely as them to be harmed." Kafka stated walking over. As she approached she noticed their injuries they got slowly fading away. "It seems that our dear (Name) has an enhanced healing ability. The powers seem to also effect your mind. Though I feel they are too much of a cutie to stay with you. I wonder if Eilo would let me keep them with me."

Blade gave her a quick glare as if to warn her he won't let that happen willingly. The two shot the other a look signaling this wasn't going to resolved easily. They made their way back to the base. Silverwolf looked up from her game and saw the two enter with an unconscious person. The person looked like a new character that was recently released in her gatcha game. Wings and a lovely appearance go match. She wondered if the person was inspiration for the character.

"Whose that?" She asked her taller companions. Kafka gave her a smile. "My new partner Eilo sent us to retrieve them while we were still aboard the Loufu." She answered putting a hand to her chest. She decided after all they were simply too adorable for her to resist.

Blade gave a glare and held them closer to himself. "They are not." He stated. He was willing to fight Kafka for the person who cleared his mind. The two were certainly going to fight for (Name)'s love and affection. However one thing was for certain the nameless weren't getting their innocent (Name) back anytime soon if ever. Kafka and Blade would ensure they remind as the Stellaron hunters dear Ali.

[silkenedstars]

How They React To PDA

₊✦Honkai: Star Rail | Various Characters x Gn!Reader✦₊

Additional Notes: this was originally going to be just Sunday but then I thought “why not make this multiple characters instead?” so here I am now

In private, Sunday is usually fine with anything, but in public? Oh no no no no no, you better not!

The kisses he would’ve received with a relaxed smile in private are suddenly needles that you're trying to prick his skin with— that’s how he treats it anyway. But will he move away? No, he’ll just grumble about you being affectionate in public and maybe mutter a complaint depending on the context, but that’s all you’ll get.

But if you ever pull away, thinking that he’s uncomfortable? He’ll immediately pout. It’s subtle, sure, but it’s definitely there as he waits for you to return to what you were doing a minute ago. He will move on eventually, but he'll also remember what you did because he's petty like that.

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It’d be a miracle to get Blade somewhere public in the first place. Try as you might, it just won’t happen. But in the hypothetical situation that you get him somewhere public? He barely reacts to it.

The most you’ll get is a grumble, maybe even hear him mumble how “this isn’t the time” if you do it during a mission, but does he bother to stop you? No, he lets you do as you please so long as it’s not putting the mission in jeopardy.

He’ll even help you out a little with it. You’re struggling to kiss his cheek because he’s too tall? He’ll sigh before leaning down to make kissing his cheek easier, but not too much so you'll still have to stand on your tip-toes to kiss him.

After all, if you want to be affectionate with him, then you can wait until the two of you make it back and can spend private time together.

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Jiaoqiu’s all too happy to accept your affection and return it in equal amounts. He might even get too preoccupied with you and forget about what he was supposed to do. You’re his beloved after all, it would be a shame not to spoil you or let you spoil him for a minute longer, no?

But truthfully, it’s all just a way for him to distract himself from the horrors that haunt his mind each day.

It doesn’t matter if it’s in public or private, indulging himself in your presence seems to be the only way he could divert his attention from the past and to the present instead, where you are with him.

No longer does he need to fear closing his eyes and risk seeing images of the soldiers he nursed returning to the battlefield just to die, not when you’re here, holding him in your arms.

He can afford a moment of peace when he's with you and that's all that matters to him, even if it's just for a second.

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Whether there’ll be people around to witness the publicly displayed affection is its own question, but if you ever find yourself in a situation like that then Kafka certainly won’t shy away from your touch.

If anything, she’ll encourage you and return your affection to a degree.

Wrapping an arm around your waist, she’ll pull you close until your body is pressed against hers and kiss your forehead, cheek, nose, or lips; the first place that her lips touch, all the while she whispers praises into your ear for every bit of affection you return.

She'll make a show of it too, making sure that the others around you get the idea that you're hers and that she's yours.

Unfortunately, she might have to stop you at some point if the two of you are in the middle of a mission or have one that’ll start soon.

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With her, it’s… hard to tell.

One day she’ll react by freezing up before bursting into laughter and leaning into your touch, another day she’ll pounce on you and smother you by kissing all over your face, and another day she’ll chase you around for daring to try to hold her hand.

Regardless of what reaction she gives you, she does like being affectionate in public since it gives her a ton of opportunities to entertain herself, you and any other passerby with.

Mostly you and herself, though.

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Ruan Mei isn’t a fan of crowds, nor does she enjoy it when attention is drawn to her. It’s safe to say that you won’t really find opportunities to shower her with your affection in public, but in the rare chance that you do? She’ll simply sidestep your attempt at kissing her and move on like nothing happened.

Fortunately, it’s only really kissing and hugging that earns this reaction. If you want to hold hands, then she won’t mind so long as it’s not getting in the way of her tasks or research… unless you’re the type to swing your hands, then she won’t let you.

The only time she’ll let you hug or touch her in “public” is when there’s no one around. Otherwise, you’ll have to stick to holding her hand... if you still have that option.

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[chiara-hotel]

Your path based on your s/o (Gameplay)

This is all for fun and what I think, don’t take it as complete canon

Various Characters

Abudance! You’re a healer who either heals your reckless s/o or helps them out whenever you’re injured. They enjoy having you by their side and are thankful for your healing abilities!

Characters: Jade, Acheron, Aventurine, Blade, Jingliu, Kafka, Jing Yuan, Natasha, Gallagher, Misha, Jiaoqiu, Moze, Feixiao & Sunday

Preservation! You assist them in combat by shielding them from potential danger that could injure them. Neither of you need a healer with yourself on the team!

Characters: Black Swan, Acheron, Argenti, Firefly, Sampo, Sparkle, Welt, Feixiao

Nihility! You both provide damage as they attack, you both fit each other’s combat styles and work as a great team. That or you work with them with your different styles to defeat your enemies.

Characters: Kafka, Silver Wolf, Black Swan, Pela & Welt

Harmony! You assist your s/o and their coworkers with your abilities. They love how your abilities aid them in combat. Most of the time they deal the main dmg and you assist them with their missions.

Characters: Jade, Firefly, Silver Wolf, Seele, Topaz, Dan Heng, Jing Yuan, Aventurine & Boothill

Erudition! You aid them by being able to do large AoE damage. Depending on the situation you are able to do the most damage to complete your mission.

Characters: Argenti, Boothill, Bronya, Dan Heng, Dr Ratio, Robin, Ruan Mei & Sparkle

The Hunt! You deal single target dmg and work great against boss enemies. Your skills match well with that of your s/o.

Characters: Dr Ratio, Topaz, Aventurine, Fu Xuan, Silver Wolf, Sparkle, Bronya, Seele, Sunday, Blade, Jiaoqiu & Moze

[shroomdreams]

jealousy doesnt look good on you hunny

various possessive!HSR characters x gn!reader

cw: somewhat dark content, slightly yandere, amab and afab reader (yukong’s part)

Lets get one thing straight: you’re burnt out from love, having been heartbroken so many times by partners you thought you could trust. Eventually you gave up and started fooling around for fun and fortune, giving your intimacy to some lonely souls in exchange for money, gifts, or food. You have a good system going on, but that may change...

Welt Yang

You first saw the gentleman from the Astral Express during the whole fiasco in Penacony, being there to serve as arm candy to a rather wealthy businessman while he parades his wealth around. You seemed quite bored with your surrounding, taking the occasional sip from your drink when you spot Welt from the corner of your eye.

Something about him was captivating... Was it his golden eyes, filled with so much wisdom and experience? Was it perhaps the way he spoke, how his words seem to make you want to fall to your knees? Or maybe it was because you have a thing for older men?

Either way, when your contract with your previous client ended, you couldn’t help but hope that Welt would make another appearance before you left Penacony. It was unlikely to happen and you were more than ready to accept that he’d be another passing interest in the grand cosmos. That’s what you thought until you met him again, this time before the Astral Express departed from the land of dreams.

You talked with Welt about your situation, finding it easy to admit that you aren’t exactly in a good place in your life. Welt seemed to understand, but you wouldn’t be surprised if he was just pretending to sympathize. Most older folk you’ve met disapproved of your current lifestyle, calling you all sorts of awful names. But not Welt. Welt listened to your story, and appeared to genuinely feel sorry for you.

Somehow, you find yourself on the Astral Express as a passenger. Welt said you were allowed to stay on the train until they reach your final stop. You were very grateful for that, and perhaps the constant change of scenery would do you some good.

Of course, old habits are hard to break. Cozying up to Welt was second nature to you, leaning your head on his shoulder while he talks to you about his experiences on a planet called “Earth.” He doesn’t seem to mind, running a hand through your hair as you snuggle into your arms. The flustered face he makes when March takes a couple of cheeky photos is something you want to forever.

On times where Welt’s frustrations are close to breaching the surface, you’re more than happy to help. You could feel his hand struggling not to tighten around your hair as you suckle on his cock, your moans muffled as he came in your mouth. Sometimes, he’d simply ask you to keep his cock warm, sighing heavily as you sink down on his length. He’s probably the oldest man you’ve taken, if you didn’t count any of your Xianzhou clients.

There are times where Welt’s dominance shines through. He huffs, bending you over his desk as lubricates his cock. You squeal when the tip of his cock enters your hole, moaning when he sheaths himself all the way in, hitting the sensitive spot within your walls. Welt groans out your name as his hips make contact with your ass, obscene noises filling his room as he roughly pounds you. His eyes hold a golden glint as he cums deep inside, painting your walls with his whites as he rubs circles on your hips.

Sessions of lovemaking slowly turn rougher and rougher, to the point where you wake up with hickeys, bruises, and cum splattered on your thighs from how intensely Welt treated you. He’s even drawn your fucked out state in a secret sketchbook of his, something to keep him company when you eventually leave...

...Which is something Welt doesn’t want. There are times where you seem keen on the newest place the Astral Express stopped at, which fuels his possessiveness. You’re safe here on the Express with your new family, and most importantly him.

One day, Welt has you on his bed with just his scarf on, the item wrapped around your wrists. You cry out his name when Welt’s mouth wrap around your nipple, his hand playing with the other bud as you arched your back. When Welt finally relented from his teasing, you were panting heavily, chest overstimulated from his actions. “Stay-” He mutters, placing one of your legs over his shoulder as he enters you. “Stay with me, please... You don’t have to- mmm- Be on the move all the time.”

As you lay in Welt’s hold, you wonder if staying in the Express would be better for you in the long run. You have food, shelter, and bed to share with Welt... And to be fair, you’ve left many things behind. Why not leave your old life as well?

Boothill

Getting tangled with the Galaxy Rangers was not something you wanted to experience, and yet here you were, slung over a cyborg’s shoulder like a sack of potatoes.

Apparently, the client you were with had a bounty on her head, and was also a very dangerous individual. You didn’t mean to pick such a high value target- You were just enticed by the money, that’s all. But according to Boothill, that made you a bad guy as well. However, he seemed pretty flustered when he barged into the room while you were about to go down on your client. You didn’t so much as blink when your benefactor fled the scene, leaving you at Boothill’s mercy.

The cowboy wanted to turn you in, but when he couldn’t find any bounties on your head, he just shook his head, grumbled as he let you go. Before you left, you slipped him your number, cheekily telling him to call when he’s feeling lonely. You thought that would be the last of your interactions with Boothill, that was until your phone rang with an unknown number displayed on the screen.

Boothill asked- more like demanded that you meet with him somewhere, told you he’d make it worth your while. With a shrug, you throw on a sensible outfit and follow the coordinates he sent, leading you to a carnival ran by the Masked Fools. Boothill gives you a grin, slinging an arm over your shoulder as he takes you out on a date. By the end of the day, you’ve filled up on cotton candy and popcorn, while Boothill proudly carries the large stuff animal he won you.

When you get home, you decide to let Boothill in. He sits on the couch, legs spread wide as you go about your business, preparing some refreshments. When you set the tray of snacks on the coffee table, trying to sit on the cushions leads you to straddling Boothill, hands on his shoulders. Boothill’s sharp teeth grazes your neck as his hands wander your body, squeezing your flesh.

Whether you have a pussy or a cock, it doesn’t matter, you will be riding Boothill’s dick until you’re brainless. Metal makes contact with your skin, ass jiggling as you try to keep yourself awake while Boothill’s length rubs against your walls. You had no idea he could even cum- You’re pretty sure his release is just some kind of white lubricant. Either way, he has you crying by the end of the night, and he’s such a bastard about it. He licks away your tears while he fingers your cunt/strokes your dick.

Boothill becomes something of a random event in your life. He’ll either call you and vie for your attention, or he’ll just show up with some gifts, holding your hips as he grinds against you. At some point you learn that he’s a very jealous man, growling when you come home with hickeys on your neck (you’ve given him a spare key since he decided he wants to make your home his base.) Perhaps he’s forgotten, but you made sure to remind him that what you had was not exclusive. You had to make a living somehow, after all. However, this response just pisses him off.

“Maybe yer sweetie little tush don’t belong to no shirtbag before,” He growled, trapping you against the wall, looking down at you with an angry expression. “But that changes now. Yer mine, ya hear?” You don’t get a change to respond before Boothill captures your lips, his tongue tangling with yours as he shreds your clothing, leaving you in underwear... the same underwear your previous client bought you. The cowboy slides between your legs, making you cling onto him as he pulls out his cock.

“Those good-fer-nothing sons of nice ladies don’t deserve ya,” Boothill growled into your ear as he slides in, his cock providing a generous amount of lube so as to not hurt you. “Always flaunting you around like yer nothin’- fffffudge- nothin’ but a pretty accessory they bought, but- haaah- that won’t be the case with me, baby.” You could barely comprehend the words coming out from his mouth, gasping and panting as he grips your hips tight, bouncing you on his cock. “Shirt- Dang it!” Your back makes contact with the wall as Boothill speeds up, his length hitting the deepest spots in your walls as you beg for his mercy.

“Mine mine mine mine-” He rasps, mouthing at your jaw as you wail out his name, babbling about how you’ll break. Boothill pushes up into your hole as he cums deep- groaning into your ear as you shudder around him, whimpering from the overstimulation. “Say it,” Boothill urges, looking at you through lust-filled eyes. “Say that yer mine, darlin’...”

You mumble his name before promptly passing out.

Perhaps it’s time you changed the locks on your door... Maybe even move out and find a new place.

Then again, the Galaxy Rangers are pathstriders of the Hunt. It wouldn’t be long until Boothill finds you once more. Maybe it’s time you retire from your “job,” just to keep your clients safe until Boothill gets bored of you... Hopefully.

Yukong

How did you even get involved with the Helm Master of the Sky Faring Commission? It’s a bit of a story. It involves some missing documents, your client getting into a scuffle with the Cloud Knights, and now you’re sat in an interrogation room. When you see Madam Yukong herself walking in, you’re nearly certain that you’re in deep, deep shit. However, she surprises you by making you a cup of tea and asking about how you’re feeling.

The foxian clarifies that she just wanted to check on your status, since seeing your boyfriend be apprehended must have been a shock. Her face sports a confused expression when you laugh and shake your head, saying that he man they apprehended is more of a business partner than a boyfriend. Though not visible on her face, anger bubbles within her as you admit that you’re just an escort for that man. She asks a few more questions before bidding you farewell.

You don’t hear from your client after you are released. Yukong says he was kicked out from the Luofu shortly after. Realizing you don’t have a place to stay, you were about to ask Yukong where you could take up residence when she happily offered for you to stay at her home. That’s how you wound up in guest room, sat on the bed as Yukong explains a few rules: 1. You would no longer offer your services to the citizens of the Luofu. 2. You tell if her anything bothers your. 3. No funny business when Caiyi visits. 4. No staying out at nighttime.

Rules you’re familiar with. She reminds you of your previous landlady. You can’t complain too much, but you’re worried about how you could repay her for her kindness. So you end up working a few odd jobs here and there, stashing away your strales until you felt you had enough to give to Yukong. But when you presented the strales to the foxian, she just shook her head and told you to spend it on yourself.

A routine settles between the two of you. You would wake up early in the morning to prepare breakfast for the two of you, and when Yukong leaves, you take care of the housework (which admittedly isn’t much.) And when she comes home, you greet her with a smile joining her for dinner. Sometimes, she gives you a trinket or two.

However, you’re unused to this level of domesticity. The lights outside tempt you to flee, find some lost soul, and just... do whatever. So that’s exactly what you do. One night, when Yukong was too busy with work to come home, you put on a traditional Xianzhou outfit and head out to Aurum Alley. You quickly found a foxian to hang out with, clinging to his arm as he showed you around. A quick drink or two, and you find yourself in an alleyway, sat on a crate as he made out with you.

What you both fail to realize is that another foxian had been following the two of you for some time. Yukong glowers at the man as he begins disrobing. “That’s enough.” Her sharp tone has him freezing up in alarm, while you gulp. “Leave, and I’ll consider not reporting the two of you for indecent behavior in a public space.” Cowed by her words, the foxian man ditches you, leaving you with a very angry Yukong.

She drags you back home, the journey heavy with silence. You’ve never seen her so mad before, her gentle features warped into one of pure wrath. But instead of hitting you or screaming into your ears, Yukong beckons you over with her finger. When you get close to her, she has you sat on her lap as her violet eyes bore into yours. Her hand settles on your cheek, her thumb swiping at your bottom lip. “I told you before that you are to cease your activities.” She growls, her tail swishing in anticipation as she kisses your face. “Perhaps I need to teach you a lesson.”

She captures your lips in a frenzied haze as she starts taking off your clothes, leaving you bare while she remains fully clothed. One of her hands stays at your neck as the other one makes its way down to your intimate parts. If you have a vagina, her fingers would be sliding over the lips of your cunt, getting you wet enough so she could start pumping her digits inside, watching as you gush around her. If you have a penis, she would wet her hand before grasping your length, stimulating your shaft until you came all over yourself.

And she doesn’t stop, not until she thinks you’ve learned your lesson. You gasp and grab at her hands, feebly trying to stop her as she sped up, driving you to another orgasm. Yukong forces her fingers into your mouth, making you taste yourself as she commands you to clean off her fingers. After that, you find yourself blindfolded and tied up, laying on your back.

(AFAB!Reader) You whine as you feel her cunny rubbing up against yours, her clit kissing your sensitive nub as she pants. Yukong plays with your tits, kneading and squishing your nipples as she ruts against you, your union creating a cacophony of wet noise. Yukong sighs as she ground her pussy against yours, cumming on your cunny as you gasp out her name.

(AMAB!Reader) Yukong pushes your thighs to your chest, folding you in half as she hovers above your cock. A moan tumbles out your mouth when Yukong sinks her warmth down, squeezing your length. She growls, bouncing her hips while you moan out loud, feeling your release building up. Yukong slams down one last time as your cock twitches, breathing heavily as you cum deep in her walls.

As you recover from your orgasm, Yukong leans over and sinks her teeth into the junction between your neck and your shoulder, marking you with a very noticeable hickey.

Perhaps it wouldn’t be so bad to be Yukong’s cute house spouse, is what your lust-addled mind tells you. And to be frank- It would be difficult to leave. Not after Yukong hastily kisses you with an iron-stained mouth, moving her hips once more.

In the end, you begin the process of fully integrating into the Xianzhou society, Yukong beaming and helping you with any documents.

Kafka

She’s actually one of your regulars, if you can believe it. You had no idea of her Stellaron Hunter status until she showed up at your place, bloodied and covered with viscera did you finally discover her true identity. But that didn’t exactly deter you. Maybe it’s because you got used to her antics, or that you might be a fellow pathstrider of the Nihility, but you took it in stride. You just prepared a nice bath for her while taking her clothes, running the washing machine while she chats about her day.

She’s basically your sugar mommy, buying you pretty clothes, foods, trinkets, and other oddities when she swings on by. Kafka has you model various outfits for her, humming in appreciation as she eyes your body, sending shivers down your spine. Admittedly, the idea that you have such a dangerous woman desiring you has your mind in a heated tizzy. Still, you still have other people to entertain...

...Which does irritate Kafka just the tiniest bit. She knows that you two are worlds apart, you being a very promiscuous, yet law abiding citizen while the IPC has several billion credits hanging above her head. But she keeps her cool, smiling as her hands ghost your body, teasing you.

One day, when you came home crying, Kafka is quick to let you fall into her arms. You don’t say anything, just curling up in her hold as she whispers into your ear. One of your toys hurt you? Oh, poor little pookie. Don’t worry, Kafka’s here to keep you company. You don’t protest when Kafka takes you to the bathroom, pulling off your clothes and sitting you on a stool while she gets the water running. Warm water surrounds you, tears merging with the liquid as Kafka pampers you.

And when you’re dried and dressed in a bathrobe, Kafka leans in and whispers... Suggestions into your ear. The next day, you’ve canceled some plans with your other partners, leaving just Kafka in your schedule. She takes full advantage of this, kisses peppering your neck as she mumbles her adoration for you. “Such a good darling,” She laughs. “Listen to me: You don’t need to do anything else. Just let your beloved Kafka take care of you, okay?” You feel your head nod as Kafka settles between your legs, kissing your thighs.

The Stellaron Hunter gives you the best head of your life. The wind knocked out of your lungs as Kafka licks up your sex, suckling and tonguing intimately while you whine and buck your hips. As you reach your peak, Kafka seals her mouth over your hot, sticky cunt/cock, making you cum in her mouth. You’re definitely not the one in control, though, let me remind you of that.

“Hmm? You want to eat me out, honey?” Kafka says. You aren’t quite sure when you said it out loud, but Kafka wastes no time in discarding her shorts and tights, hovering above your face with a wicked smile. Your hands fly up to her hips, trying to tug her down. Kafka chuckles. “Go on then, darling. Eat up~” She sits on your face, her presence nearly suffocating you, but you don’t care. All you cared about is making her cum on your face, tongue swiping over her cunt.

She rewarded you with hums and moans while her nectar dripped down your face, your mouth eagerly collecting her slick. Kafka ground her hips down when you sucked her clit, gripping your hair as husky laughs escaped her. Eventually, her release covered your face, Kafka beaming with pride as she cleaned you up.

Eventually, Kafka becomes the only one you see. The only person you pleasure, the only person allowed to touch you. And she couldn’t be happier about it.

[crguang]

just one taste

morning quickie with kafka because we all deserve it <3

gn!reader, smut, service top!reader, power bottom!kafka (HEAR ME OUTTTT), fluffy fluff, oral sex, 3k words

A/N: i could’ve made this so pathetic and yearnful but i spared you all because it’s already disgustingly cute.

“Keep those off,” you gesture groggily to your own eyes with a finger, brows furrowed in a sleepy daze, and Kafka pauses in front of the mirror, “and come here.”

You run a hand over your face as Kafka smiles in amusement from her seat at her makeup vanity. You turn to the digital clock on her bedside with narrowed eyes and the glaring numbers it displays offend you. It’s 6:27 in the morning, sun rays paint the bed sheets in soft colors and you force yourself to sit up against the pillows. Kafka glances to where your shirt rises up your stomach when you stretch your arms above your head, uninterested in your personal battle with consciousness as you rub the sleep out of your face. The bridge of your nose scrunches up comically with a yawn and hours of moving around has messed up your hair, there’s a small pimple growing near your hairline that you’ll undoubtedly scowl at later and yet Kafka finds all these mundanities beautiful. How silly.

“Why?”

She places the contact lens back into its case and rests an elbow on the vanity table, her cheek in her palm and fondness in her gaze reflected by the morning light.

You frown at the question like the answer is as obvious as the blue in the sky. “Because I want to see you; it’s too early to hide. Why are you still over there?”

She only smiles at your reasoning. “I have to pick up something before the mission.”

“Do it later.”

Kafka sighs in pretend exasperation and rises to her feet. She’s fully dressed in her usual attire save for her lack of shoes and her steps are silent as she makes her way to the bed.

“Can’t argue with that logic,” she teases.

The mattress dips where her knee sinks into it. You scoot over a little to create some space and Kafka falls back onto the covers. You waste no time in laying your cheek on her chest and wrapping your arm around her waist. You sigh as your thigh lodges itself between hers. A hand gently strokes your hair almost instantly afterwards. It would’ve been easy to fall back asleep this way, but once you’ve fully woken up it’s always an inner struggle to return to that state of peaceful unconsciousness. Kafka’s an early riser, so she’s careful not to disturb you when she slips out of bed to get ready for the day; she’s generally silent in all she does, anyway.

You welcome the stillness of the morning and the quiet of the room as you bask in her touch. In a few hours she will have to leave with Blade to complete another part of Elio’s script and her presence has been fickle as is. You have your own missions to complete, with and without some of the other Stellaron Hunters. Time isn’t often on your side so you cherish these moments where everything is light; the rising sunshine, her fingers through your hair or under your shirt, your tranquil heart. Kafka loves to act like she’s indulging you, sighs and reluctantly complies as if you’re forcing her hand, when the truth is much simpler. It was funny and endearingly charming the first time she held you close to her chest and you felt the drumming of her heart, quick as one of her bullets. You enjoy how guarded she is because you get to unravel her like a present, and what’s hiding within those colorful layers is someone so easily understood.

You lift your head to look at her, chin resting between her breasts, and meet her eyes. Without her contacts they reveal what she would rather stay away from sight. She’s even prettier up close. Kafka raises a questioning brow when you fail to contain a smile.

“It’s nothing,” you softly shake your head. Kafka’s free fingers slowly trail down your earlobe to your jaw.

“You’re such an open book,” she says with a small smile, eyes narrowing.

“Yeah?”

She hums. Her round nails scratch your cheek. “Too open for your own good.”

You know why she has those walls around her; knowledge is power and the less others know about her, the bigger her advantage. A sensible reasoning, but you find it exhausting and unnecessary. Being connected to your feelings doesn’t make you irrational and has never hindered your competences as a Stellaron Hunter. Her ability to get under people’s skin while revealing none of her intentions does make Kafka an exceptional poker player, though. You still owe her two thousand credits.

“Should I hide my emotions like you do?”

“No. This is how I like you, after all.”

“Oh, you like me?” You drawl teasingly and your grin widens when Kafka rolls her eyes. She pinches your cheek with two fingers.

“Sometimes.”

Using a hand on the bed to steady yourself, you lift your body to hover over hers. The hand in your hair descends to rest on your waist, squeezing once. You glance at her peach colored lips and watch the way they stretch further into a knowing smirk. When your gaze flicks back to hers, you lean a little closer.

“You know…” you trail off, “…I think I like you too.”

“‘That so?”

You nod. Kafka cups your jaw and rubs the skin with a forefinger. There’s a familiar glimmer in her eye as she speaks.

“How much?”

You don’t expect the question, so you pause for a few seconds. Kafka revels in catching you off guard, it makes her feel powerful in a way you don’t entirely understand. She awaits your reply, raising an eyebrow at your silence.

“I don’t know,” you finally answer pensively, looking away as you think. “Nothing of what we’ve gone through so far has tested the limits of how I feel for you.”

“How you feel for me, huh?”

“Mmm. When I look at you, I see the ocean.”

Your home planet had begun suffering the effects of a Stellaron long before you were born, turning most of it into a dry desert. You’d heard of the long, flowing rivers and gentle lakes growing up and those were just made up images in your mind for a long time. The sea was an even bigger myth, harder to picture because of its boundless proportions; it was impossible to imagine thousands of miles of water and depths no one could explore. You still remember the slow blinks of Kafka’s eyes when you admitted it to her years ago after she’d mentioned it in a sentence. The first time you saw the ocean, her hand was in yours. You stood, wide-eyed and speechless at the limitless expanses of royal blue, with the wind in your ears and grains of sand between your toes. You felt small, insignificant in a way that filled you with relief. In front of something so grand, you could be anything and it wouldn’t matter. Kafka’s open gaze was on you as the waves crashed to the shore like she was looking at the sea through your eyes and drinking in your wonderment. When you turned to her with parted lips, you felt breathless in the exact same way.

Kafka’s mask doesn’t crack but without the contacts she can’t hide the way her pupils dilate a few millimeters at your easy confession. Her mouth is frozen in that usual smile, the fingers on your skin have stopped moving, and you grin when you realize she’s so surprised she doesn’t know what to say. She’s quick to regain her composure though.

She effortlessly brings you closer and her breath fans over your lips when she replies, “Cute. I was expecting something better, though.”

“You’re such a fucking liar—“

Kafka cuts you off with a longing kiss and the rest of your sentence dies in your throat. You taste her lipstick as her mouth presses to yours and the hand on your waist gives it another squeeze. Her lips part to deepen the kiss, her tongue softly meets yours, leaving you breathless. You’re reduced to putty above her and she’s aware of it. Slow, languid kisses have a way of softening your bones and making you light until you’re like an inflating balloon drifting through space. With only the movement of her mouth, you forget everything that’s happened prior. Her kiss is the river Lethe and you are made anew with each one pressed to your lips.

You chase her lips when she pulls away and a short chuckle sounds from her throat. The hand around your jaw grips it tighter, keeping you in place.

“What is it you were saying?” She asks playfully, eyes flickering between yours.

“I really don’t care.” You pout when you try to lean forward and fail due to her hold on you. “Let me kiss you.”

“Ask nicely.”

“Please let me kiss you.”

“That doesn’t sound like a question.”

You swallow a whine and take a breath. “Can you please fucking kiss m—“

Her fingers suddenly squish your cheeks, making your entire face scrunch and your words incomprehensible. You look like a fish as she hums disapprovingly.

“I’m not sure I like this filthy little mouth of yours. Try again.”

She releases you. You smile sweetly.

“Can I kiss you, please?”

Your stomach tightens at the satisfaction on her face. She brings you closer a second time and plants an indulging kiss on your mouth. A sigh almost escapes you at the feel of her. You let her lead, happy to be along for the ride. The hand on your waist slips under your shirt to trail up your back and press you further against her body. The pace quickens a touch as she caresses your skin and you refuse to pull away for air until you feel the intoxicating pounding of your brain inside your skull.

You’re in a daze when you separate from her lips and exhale sharply through your nose. Her pretty lipstick is smudged from your kiss; the sight fuels the lustful embers in your belly. Kafka doesn’t protest as you press kisses across her jaw, just sinks her fingers into your hair with an amused chuckle. Your mouth follows a nonlinear pattern on her face, from the skin of her jaw to the apple of her cheeks, on the bridge of her nose and the corner of her eye. You wish to kiss every inch of her until you can map her body with only your mouth. It’s easy to lose yourself in her as she welcomes your affection with breathless kisses against your lips.

You only pull away to adjust your position over her, thighs on each side of her hips and back arched as you bend to kiss her once more. One of your hands is planted on the bed to support yourself while the other fiddles with the straps of her shirt for a minute before you make a noise of frustration into Kafka’s mouth and raise your upper body in order to properly see the buckles of her outfit. They’re easier to unfasten with both hands.

“Someone’s needy…” Kafka’s eyes narrow in amusement at your unsteady manipulation of her clothes. She simply watches your struggle for a moment.

You stop fiddling with her clothes to lean in and press a few kisses into her neck. Her head tilts to allow you better access and you take that opportunity to graze your teeth against the skin near her jawline, not quite marking it because she’ll be leaving soon and won’t have time to cover herself up.

“We have time, right?” You mumble into her neck, tongue darting out to lick at her skin. “I really want you…”

Kafka glances at the digital clock on the nightstand and turns back to you with a daring smile. “If you’re quick.”

You nod quickly and that pulls another quiet laugh out of her as you move to unclasp the button of her high-waisted shorts in record time. Your hands sneak under her shirt to feel the plane of her stomach. You lean in for a kiss as they travel up her torso and squeeze her breasts over her bra. Fingers slip under the offending garment to replace the padded cups with your palms, and a hum reverberates through Kafka’s chest when you swipe a thumb over her nipple. You keep her mouth busy with needy kisses, tongue swirling around hers. You pinch her hardening nipples in the way she likes, roughly and when she least expects it, and you’re rewarded with a soft sigh against your lips.

If you had the time, you would have been patient and fondled her chest until it flushed under a thin layer of sweat. You would have brought your mouth to her nipples, grazed your teeth over their sensitive tips and suckled them until Kafka’s exhales could be heard. You don’t have the time, so you settle for applying pressure on them in tight circles until they feel like the pink marbles she keeps in a box on her vanity. One of your hands abandon her chest to slip into her unbuttoned shorts.

“Wanna taste you,” you mutter into her mouth as you feel the thin fabric of her underwear. Your middle finger rubs her sex over the material and it sinks effortlessly between her lips. “Please?”

“Mm…” Kafka places two hands on your shoulders and nudges you firmly down her body. “Go ahead, baby.”

You straighten up to slide the clothes past her hips and down her legs until they’re pooling at her ankles. You trail open-mouthed kisses up her thighs as you settle between them, occasionally biting and sucking the soft flesh, leaving behind already fading bruises. The dark reds match her hair color, you notice.

Kafka’s fingers tangle comfortably in your hair. She guides you to where she wants you the most and you use two fingers to spread her slick lips apart, almost moaning at the sight of her so ready for your mouth. You kiss around her cunt, then remember that you’re on a clock and lick a long stripe up her slit. You hum in pleasure at her tangy taste as your tongue teases the base of her clit. Kafka sighs above you, long and drawn out. Her clit pulses on your tongue when you take it between your lips and suck. Your fingers explore between her folds in a sensual massage that only makes her wetter, and it feels like a reward the moment her thighs close in around your head. You lap up her cunt like a thirsty kitten, reveling in her quiet moans and hums. You flick your tongue up and down her slit, greedily swallowing her arousal.

“Mm…” Kafka doesn’t muffle her appreciation, the hand in your hair pushing you closer to her cunt until the tip of your nose tickles her clit. Her hips begin to follow the pace of your tongue. Her voice is an amused drawl as she speaks, “You’re like a— ah— an eager little puppy…”

You can’t help the whine that escapes you as you squeeze your thighs together, and Kafka chuckles at the sound only for it to shift into a soft moan when your middle finger pushes inside her cunt. You steadily pump the digit into her, feeling her walls clench around you. Your lips and chin are coated in her slick and you bring your attention back to her puffy clit, swirling your tongue around the bud until Kafka’s thighs squeeze your ears, a silent request to give her more. You add a finger inside of her and curl the digits to graze the spot that makes her curse. A glance upwards shows Kafka’s features twisting in pleasure, lips parting. She’s beautiful like this, and you wish you could see the way her bare breasts rise and fall with each breath.

“Oh…”

You know she’s close to the edge when her cunt sucks in your fingers and her clit throbs in your mouth. You flatten your tongue to swallow more of her arousal and let her grind her pussy further into you. Kafka isn’t shy or ashamed, her throaty moans excite you and only incite you to make her feel as good as you can. The coil in your stomach tightens when she traps your head with her thighs, uncaring of whether you have difficulty breathing or not. She’s drunk on her own pleasure and her free hand snakes under her shirt to pinch her nipple, building her orgasm until you feel her cunt squeeze your fingers like a vice. Her hips stutter a couple times and with a hard suck on her clit, Kafka comes into your mouth. You’re surrounded by her, your senses can recognize only her taste and her smell and the harmonious sounds of her moans as she bucks against you. You help her ride the waves of her orgasm with the flat of your tongue against her folds.

Kafka takes in a deep breath as her high slowly fades away and her hips settle back onto the bed. You clean her up with soft kitten licks and the fondness in her gaze while she looks down at you makes you want to eat her out until she can’t control the tremble in her thighs. Her short nails scrap your scalp for a moment, then she uses the grip in your hair to pull you away from her cunt. She brings your face close to hers with a teasing smile and sloppily kisses the pout off your lips.

“Look at that,” she breathes out when you pull away and glance at the shiny pinks of her lips, “you made it with some time to spare.”

Kafka matches your growing grin and pulls you into another messy, sticky kiss. Somehow, she makes it out of the bedroom in time and is ready to set off for the Xianzhou Luofu with Blade exactly as Elio foresaw it. If he notices the spring in her step, he doesn’t say a word.

[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 ⛧ ��

“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

[aventurineswife]

Mini troublemakers!

Summary: When each Stellaron Hunter encounters a robot reader with the unique ability to create adorable, miniature replicas of themselves, their reactions reveal hidden facets of their personalities.

Tags: Kafka x Reader, Firefly x Reader, Silver Wolf x Reader, Blade x Reader, Robot!Reader, Platonic Relationships, Mini Robots, Friendship, Slice of Life, Fluff and Light Humor, Bittersweet Moments.

A/N: 🥺💖THIS IS SO CUTE!!

Tag (as I can't answer your request so I have to resort on tagging you instead): @lavenderlovekakavasha

Kafka

Kafka observed with an intrigued smile as you, the robot, tinkered with a miniature version of yourself. A tiny, whirring replica with shiny eyes turned and beamed up at her. "A little army of yourself, hmm?" she mused, her smooth voice drifting in a teasing tone.

She leaned closer, letting her wine-colored hair spill over one shoulder as she observed the smaller bot. “Adorable. A bit of charm and smarts combined, just like the real thing.” She tapped the mini bot’s head lightly, a glint of amusement in her eyes. "It suits you, actually. I might have to commission a tiny assistant from you myself. Maybe with one of my coats.”

The little bot chirped in response, and Kafka’s laughter was low and warm. "Let’s see what you can do with it,” she said, her gaze focused, “and if you’re up for a little fun.”

Firefly

Firefly watched with quiet admiration as your small robot creation moved around. She crouched down, reaching out a cautious hand to the curious, cute little bot, which hummed softly as it approached her. “These… you created them yourself?” she asked, her tone holding a mix of wonder and reserve.

When you confirmed, she gave a small, almost hidden smile. “They’re… fragile, but strong. Like something meant to last in its own way.” The bot blinked at her, and Firefly’s eyes softened. “Reminds me of the Iron Cavalries back in Glamoth. Only… friendlier.” she added, stroking one of the bot’s tiny antennae.

She looked up at you thoughtfully. “Do they ever get scared?” she asked, a hint of something deeper in her tone. “Out there on their own?”

You reassured her, showing how they could always find their way back to you with a signal, and Firefly’s smile grew just a little. “Then they’re lucky.”

Silver Wolf

"Okay, this is genius!" Silver Wolf leaned in, peering closely at your little bot. It made a light, buzzing sound, like a computer processing, and Silver Wolf’s eyes lit up with excitement. “So, they can copy themselves, hack simple systems, and even do cute dances. You realize how much we could exploit this?”

She nudged the bot playfully, letting out a snicker as it wobbled and then righted itself. “With a few tweaks, I bet I could turn these guys into the ultimate diversion—just imagine the look on Screwllum’s face when these little cuties start hacking his defenses.”

The little bot tried imitating her gesture, lifting a stubby little arm in a “cheer” motion, and she laughed. “Yup, they’re my kind of bots! We could be an unstoppable team. You up for a little programming jam session?”

Blade

Blade stood in silence, his eyes fixed on the small robot rolling around in front of him. You watched as he knelt down, expression unreadable, while the little bot wheeled over and stopped at his foot. It beeped softly, looking up at him with a wide, innocent lens.

He seemed almost hesitant, looking from the small bot to you. “It’s… small,” he finally said, as though the idea itself was strange. The bot moved closer, and Blade didn’t flinch, even as it nuzzled against his hand like a pet.

“Strange to see something so… unburdened by fate,” he muttered under his breath. There was an intensity in his eyes as he reached out to gently touch the bot’s head. “If only everything could be so simple.”

The little bot let out a chirp, and you told him it was their way of saying they liked him. He let out a rare, low chuckle. “Then I suppose it’s good it doesn’t know who I am. Still, I… appreciate it.”

He glanced up at you, something softer in his gaze. “Keep them close. They’re safer that way.”

This is very lazily written, sorry y'all. I'm not feeling well today.

[esthercore]

Fucking The Enemy Kafka x Gn!Reader x Blade

Yes, you fucked up, sleeping with them but that was before Kafka showed up in the express and you learned they were 'The Stellaron Hunters'. And it was a one time thing only, it's been months since you last saw them! They were a mistake you won't repeat again!!

Butttt the two have other plans, having leisure amount of time to play with you, getting giddy as the crew landed on XianZhou Loufu, their little toy looking so pretty, even after months since they last saw you, still delicious as ever.

So while one stir up the fate of Loufu, taunting, challenging, and threatening, and whatever's in their script; the other made sure you were reminded how much you body likes them.

Kafka's approach is sly, greeting you with a surprise hug from the back as you were about to head to your hotel room to go rest for the night, her arms, wrapped around your chest, head resting languorously on your shoulder.

"Pretty thing how i missed you" she said in her laid back hypnotizing voice, one of her hand now starting to grope you chest, brushing her hand against it gently, "Let's cuddle tonight just like the last time, shall we?"

And of course you weren't able to say no

Pressed in against your back under the cover, all smug and happy, Kafka made a show of teasing you, edging you, hands lingering near your crotch, as you desperately try to hold in your moans, calling her a names, only for her to shut you up with a kiss on your lips, raising your heartbeat to a concerning level. So so desperate you were for more, only to fall asleep, whining and begging for some love. Desperately trying to hump her leg, only to recive a pat on head. Tease!!

You were so tempting and she really craved you too wanting to do nothing more than make you moan and scream her name till you pass out, and then some more, but Kafka had a patience and selflessness of a monk, and she knew how to keep her doll around more than some sloppy seconds. Plus, her dear partner in crime wasn't the kindest man, and she wanted you to be the best little whore for him, just for your own sake, can't get get big scary man too riled up for the first day, that just scare you off.

And hence next day you were even more frustrated, waking up in an empty bed with a warmness pooling in your pants already. Rude!

Walking around with express crew as Tingyun guided was annoying, you couldn't even focus for a bit, so it felt like salvation when you felt once again an arm wrapping around your shoulders, except this arm was heavier, and uncomfortably close to your neck.

Turning back and meeting that fiery gaze once again after that one night made your core heat up again, you yourself scrawling around in alleyway, spreading your legs apart, presenting your holes to Blade. Much to his pleasure already all needy and compliant, since he neither was convincing nor someone 'seductive' like Kafka, walking up to you with no plan in mind.

All he knew was that he's satisfied as he guides your arms around his neck, holding you up from your knees, your chests pressed together, hearts beating in symphony, as you let out a yelp.

Pretty pretty.

artist: dzai_suki on ig If people like this one I would like to dwell more on this dynamic!!

[kiyosw]

TAKE YOU AS YOU ARE AND NEVER GIVE YOU BACK.

WARNING: NSFW, MODERN AU, CEO KAFKA, READER IS KAFKAS PERSONAL GUARD, POSSESIVENESS IF YOU SQUINT, GN READER, READER HAS A MALE GENITALIA.

LYRIC TITLE: DRUGS N HELLA MELODIES // DON TOLIVER, KALI UCHIS.

Rewriting this au since the i accidentally posted the unfinished ver, panicked then deleted it but anyway..,

CEO KAFKA that declined and refused any applications for the job, not until you applied. One look from you and she knows she wants– needs to hire you.

CEO KAFKA that's been looking for a personal guard that can make out and provide her lustful needs anytime can guard her from any unwanted guests.

Your first reaction after she immediately accepted your job application was of course, shocked. You heard from her employees, even her secretary that every requests people have made here has been declined, so your hopes to get accepted was low.

"Hm.. I suppose you're fit for the role i've been finding. Guess you are the lucky one, huh? Now, be good and obey me at all times. You don't want any punishments now, would you?"

CEO KAFKA that can't get enough of your kisses and touch. You've also grown quite fond of her touches. Every teasing touch she does just makes you want her more.

She would make out with you anytime. At her office, her car, anywhere private from the public eye. The way your tongue desperately chases hers everytime got her knees weak all the time.

She's the type to grind at your clothed cock while making out. She would mischievously how you moaned through her mouth because of the sudden action.

The type to kiss every bite she makes, a mark that would surely remind everyone that you're hers.

Would leave bite marks over the crook of your neck. She'll softly chuckle at how you got flustered because of the visible marks that you have to cover later on.

She's the type to tease you all the time. If she has a business meeting where she talks with another ceo company, she has her dominant hand rubbing over your crotch noticing the bulge, avoiding any glance thrown at you from her, and refraining to make any noise.

"Mm.. you're really that pent up over there, are we? Don't worry, you'll have me once we get back. Just be a good pet for me, alright?"

There was a time where you, her personal toy guard got so pent up to the point that you pinned her in a secluded corner, then fucked her. (she lectured you after the incident she secretly loved it by how rough and how you're panting above her while pounding into her pussy.)

She would ride you shamelessly inside the doors of her office, even if the walls behind you two are glass panels. She would whisper dirty things into your ear while she continously grind her soaking pussy onto your cock, while you desperately pant underneath her, holding her waist tightly.

"Hah.. mmh, I bet you've been waiting for me to ride your cock all day, yeah? So hard for me nng, l‐look at you just helplessly panting.. ah– such a good pet for her master.."

[nqmonarch]

Blade in Yandere Fanfics

Content Warning: Talk about Yanderes, so mentions of violence against reader and kidnapping

The fanfics I read of Blade are few and far between for a few reasons. The biggest one being a lot of the story I read is yandere themed and man why do they always make Blade out to be such a violent guy, like yes he is, but I feel like there's more to explore?? Violent yandere Blade will always have a place in the world but where is the desperate Blade who has genuinely no idea of why he likes his partner so much but knows he needs to do anything to get them to stay with him.

Desperate Yandere Blade who at first threatens you to stay with him but can't handle the way you recoil in fear. He has no idea why one reaction from you has him in shambles but he doesn't want that to happen again. Like he is beyond terrified of you leaving him for any reason. Sure, he could break your legs but what if you end up hating him so much you find a way to die or end up becoming a shell of your former self.

You relieve his mara because whenever he's with you, you're all he can think about. You have no ties to his past. And when he's with you he forgets all about what happened on the Xianzhou. You wouldn't leave him in pain alone, would you? You're not that cruel. He probably wouldn't guilt trip you, instead that comes from Kafka. After all you just made her job a lot easier, and it's in the script you should stay with Blade, if you want the best ending for all of the universe.

Yandere Blade is fucking desperate. Sometimes his emotions get the best of him, he may squeeze onto you a bit too tight and cause bruises but after seeing them that panic stricken fear returns to him and he feels afraid to even touch you. He doesn't want to scare you, he's just a scary guy.

It'd be like having a big dog, except this big dog is a wanted Stellaron Hunter and a lot more deadly. He would tank hits for you if your life was ever in danger. He'll live no matter what, you on the other hand? You're fragile. Would overstress about you getting hurt and watch you just to make sure you don't, an added benefit is whenever he sees you he feels more calm.

But if you end up trying to be with someone else? Yeah, good luck. When you first mention someone else he acts indifferent, maybe he'll watch you a bit more, make sure this person is really safe. But the moment it continues he'll be trying to bargain to get you back to spending all of your time with him, if needed he'd probably beg albeit flustered, and if none of that works he'll just hug you and won't let go.

No, this isn't kidnapping he's just keeping you still. That is until Kafka comes, and she's nice enough to make sure nothing gets in the way of your and Blade's relationship!

And why is he doing all of this?

Because he loves you, of course.

Kafka is an enabler lmao

I saw one small post on how Blade might be desperate once and I was like this is my life now. I can get behind desperate Blade. Then I ended up accidentally making the post about Yandere Blade because Yandere content is about all I consume (didn't plan to write any though tbh). Oopsies?

[gebnohe]

“Working hard… as always, hm?”

hsr women x workaholic reader

characters: Himeko, Kafka, Stelle, March 7th, Topaz (i ran out of colors idrk how to use tumblr💔)

Tags: fluff, gn!reader, workaholic!reader, (overworked!reader?), established relationship

warnings: a bit of exaggeration, maybe ooc (also read authors note at the end pls)

Background: You have the most insane work ethic. You work for an excessive amount of hours, day-in and day-out. You’re the best employee at your company, and really can’t seem to find anything to do to pass the time but work. From your extreme hours and employee benefits from those hours, the higher-ups really don’t seem to care when you clock in or out. But even with all the benefits and favor you’ve gained, you still find yourself working in your free-time, and it seems as if it’s more than a way to just burn away the extra time you have on your hands. You’re aware it’s becoming a problem, but can’t really seem to stop doing it. As an attempt at a solution, you agreed with your girlfriend that if she asked you to stop working, you would wrap up what you were working on and give her attention.

Himeko:

She woke up in bed alone, reaching to your side of the bed and making no contact. This caused her to chuckle a bit, knowing that you were already awake and meaning she knew exactly where to find you. She slowly got out of bed, stretching and yawning, she made her way to the kitchen proceeded to also make her first of many cups of coffee for the day. 

As you work, you hear the door slowly open as Himeko walks in and stands slightly behind you.

“Hard working as always, aren’t you, darling?” She says in a playful but sleepy tone, considering she had only woken up a few minutes ago. 

You chuckle gently and look towards her, your hands still on the mouse and keyboard. “Good morning, Himeko.” You say gently, 

your head shifting. 

“Good morning, love.” She takes a sip of her coffee then holds it out, offering you some. You wrap your fingers around the mug and take a sip as Himeko leans on you, an arm wrapping around your shoulder while she leans her head on yours. 

“Mmmmh…” she sighs lovingly, watching you work then putting her hand on yours and taking a sip from the coffee again. 

“So now what?” She asks affectionately, her eyes closed and her face relaxed with a smile. 

“I dunno…” You reply, attention partially focussed on her and the rest on your work. “I’m working still.” 

“Come on, focus on me.” She chuckles, putting her hand on your chin and turning your head. 

She plants a loving kiss on your lips for a good few seconds, then pulls away and looks you in the eyes. 

“Hm…?” You mumble, full attention on her while looking back into her golden eyes.

“…nothing. Carry on.” She says with quietly, leaning back on you again. “Just wanted some more of you for a bit…”

Kafka:

“Darling~” you hear a woman whisper in your ear, and an arm wrapped around your shoulder. 

You slowly sit up look forwards, seeing the unfinished work on your computer. “Hm…? Oh…” You sleepily mumble, rubbing your eyes and somewhat immediately getting back to working. 

It was some time in the evening, but you had no clue what time it was. Your vision was blurry from the fatigue of having just woken up, so you weren’t able to make out the time on the tiny clock in the corner of the monitor. All that you knew is that it was sometime in the late PM’s.

“Back to working already? Give it a break for a bit, love.” Kafka chuckles and kisses your cheek, her arm still wrapped around your shoulder.

“One sec…” you tiredly mumble, moving your mouse and fingers as you begin typing once again. 

“Oh, no no no.” She chuckles playfully, pulling your hand away from the mouse and keyboard, escorting you away from your work computer. “You’re going to bed, darling.” 

“Noooooo…” You mumble quietly, your eyelids growing heavy again. “Let me wooork…” 

Hearing your tired pouting and seeing you fall asleep as your eyelids grow heavier makes her chuckle. 

“No.” She says playfully, bringing you into your shared bedroom and lying down.

“Go on now. Sleep well, darling.” Kafka kisses your forehead as you drift off to sleep. “Good night~ I love you.”

“Love…” You attempt to get out of your lips, “…you too.”

Stelle:

“Hey there.” Stelle says as she walks up behind you, wrapping her arms around your neck and resting her chin on the top of your head. “How’s work going for you?”

“Nothing special. Same usual boring stuff.” You reply with a bored but half affectionate tone, continuing with your work but appreciating her gesture.

“Then why are you still working?” She asks as she lets out an amused huff. 

You stay silent and blankly stare at the monitor, struggling to come up with a justifiable response. 

Stelle snorts as you fail to speak. “You still wanna keep working even though it’s boring?” 

“It’s fine… you’re already here so it’s better now. Much more tolerable.” You say as you move turn your head up a bit, being able to make eye contact with her now. 

Her gaze shifts from your work down to your eyes, smirking playfully. “What’s with that look? You want something to eat?” She teases you.

“That actually doesn’t sound terrible.” You reply, smirking back. “You sure you’ll be able to make something though?” (i hc stelle as being a bad cook i find it stupid and cute and silly aaaa)

Stelle releases a soft laugh after you say that, rolling her eyes and squeezing you one more time before walking off. “Just give me a bit, it won’t be anything special.”

“Good luck with that, babe.” You say back teasingly as you watch her walk off.

After an unspecified amount of time, she comes back with a basic ham & cheese sandwich. 

“Ham and cheese, huh?” You chuckle.

“Hey, I warned you to not expect much.” She chuckles, setting the plate down onto your desk but out of your way, then returning her former position shortly after. Her arms slink around your neck and her chin returns to resting on your head. 

“So when are you gonna be done?” She asks after a few minutes of silence. 

“You want me to be done?” You ask back, watching her slowly reach her arm down and cheekily grab the sandwich. 

She brings it up to her mouth and takes a bite of the untouched sandwich before you can, despite the sandwich being made for you. “Preferably. I wanna spend some more time with you.” She replies casually, tossing the sandwich back onto the plate.

“Then that can be arranged.” You say as you begin clocking out. 

Stelle finishes chewing and begins speaking. “There we go.” She smiles, chuckling and kissing the top of your head. 

As you finish clocking out and begin to stand up, Stelle wraps her arms around her waist and begins “pestering” your face with kisses.

“Woah-!“ you chuckle, a bit surprised from her action, “Stelle-“ you try to say, still chuckling. 

“I’ve been wanting to do this for quite a bit now~ let me do my work.” She says mischievously, working down to your neck slowly.

March 7th:

The quiet clicking of your mouse and keyboard as your girlfriend walks into the room, seeing you continue to stare at the computer screen. “Babeee~…” March pouts as she walks into the room and clings to you, wrapping her arms around you gently.

“Come on… get done working already…”  She says into the crook of your neck, burying her face there. “You’ve been at it all day…” 

“Sorry, sorry…” You reply gently, reaching a hand over to her head, gently patting and running your fingers through her hair. 

“Hold off for a bit… let me clock out.” 

March exhales contently as you do this, shifting her face and looking at the monitor as well, watching you fill out your digital hour sheet. 

“So what now?” You ask, still patting March’s head, but turning in your office chair to face her.

“…you tell me.” March exhales, crawling into your lap with a satisfied sigh. 

You chuckle gently before you start speaking again, “You got me to stop working without a plan?” 

“I’m fine with anything as long as it’s with you.” March says softly, kissing you just as well. “We can figure it out along the way… buuuuut~!” 

March’s face lights up, and starts fiddling with the camera attached to her waist. “I diiiid get a new camera! I have some ideas on what we could do!”

Topaz:

“So.” Topaz says, walking up behind you. “You’re still working, huh?” 

After jumping a bit from being startled, and her chuckling as a result, she walks up next to you and leans on your desk. Her white hair is visible from the light of your computer’s monitor.

“Yeah, I just wanted to get this one thing finished.” You reply after allowing your heart rate to go back down.

“Y/n… you said that a few hours ago.” Topaz chuckles as she rolls her eyes. It was true. It’s now midnight, and a few hours ago you said you just had to wrap up one more thing done, and now even at midnight you still weren’t done.

“Uhhhh…” you mumble, obviously guilty, freezing up. 

“Don’t you work yourself to death as well?” You suddenly accuse to tease her back, chuckling. 

“Don’t avoid the question, babe.” She laughs, poking your forehead, “I’m very aware that I overwork myself too.”

“You know what you did, and I know what you are.” She grabs your cheek and pinches it.

“Hey, cut that out, Topaz!” You laugh back, grabbing her hand. 

She laughs softly, taking her hand away from your grasp to reach over and run her hand through your hair. “You’re too cute like that, y’know?” She asks her gentle gaze resting on you. Her hand moves down to your cheek and caresses it.

“Let’s go to bed now.” She says, her hand going to your’s and squeezing it. 

“Ju-“ you try to speak.

“Ah. Nope.” Topaz cuts you off, her other hand resting a finger on your lips to silence you. “You’re going to bed with me.”

She smirks and tugs your arm, yanking you into the bedroom which you both shared.

Author’s notes: sorry about march’s part being really short didnt know how to make it longer

also about the Stelle being bad at cooking HC its really just some silly think i thought of one day because i find it really cute if she’s only has the ability to make tv dinners or sandwiches 

also this is my first fic/post so please leave criticisms/critiques or request something (be as harsh as you want with the critiques/criticisms its okay 🫶❤️)

[noellefan101]

Yo I would like more streamer AU with Firefly and Jing Yuan and however you deem worthy, please and thank you.

Love your work.🥰

omg thank youuu imma go cry in my corner now

anyway... heh....

Characters: Firefly, Jing Yuan, Welt, March 7th x reader

Warnings: yes

Summary: your princess(or partner if you wanna be boring) is a streamer, a popular one at that. this is a fic about: how their chat finds out that you are dating, how they treat you off-stream and on-stream/do they treat you differently

Note: i cant set my mind to anything so this is delivered really late and im so sorry if its also shit. that previous sentence was written about a month ago, maybe even more, so sorry. and yes i know some of it seems rushed and out of character so for that i apologize, love you tho

thank you @ogstarlight for sending the request

Firefly

How chat found out: She blushes at the mention of your name, doesnt even matter if its actually about you or not, i'd imagine even when she is SAM you can see the blush. Could even be an npc that has the same name as you, and she just started blushing because she thought of you. So its very obvious that she has some sort of crush on a person with that name, or has a lover maybe, the chat would be supportive nonetheless.

But it definitely wasn't her that got you introduced to her viewers, Kafka is to blame, but Silver Wolf was dragged into it a little much bit. so long story short, Kafka had gotten your number and called you saying Firefly needed to tell you something, and dont worry she isnt streaming(liar). So you had walked into her room confused not knowing that she was actually live and everyone now knew you. She blushed so hard i think she may have exploded.

"awww, what a cute little sweetie pie" -Kafka "honestly, shes more like a simp" -Silver Wolf 🧍🏻-Blade

On-Stream: Blushes even more when you're actually there with her, and being watched by so many people. If you kissed her on camera she cant show her face for another five days or she'll immediately go into tomato mode, absolute cutie. She doesnt treat you much different other than maybe a little less affectionate

Off-Stream: More affectionate with you, even around the other stelleron hunters. She's definitely less nervous when you're not both being viewed by hundreds of people, and she can kiss you without worrying about anything so thats nice. Also likes for you to just cuddle while she is SAM because she likes to hold you.

Jing Yuan

How chat found out: He would tell them all about you if they asked. Though they have to ask the correct questions since he would still like to keep you to himself, and would hate sharing you. And definitely hates sharing things about you when you arent there to say it yourself. So his usual responses to questions like 'who's your partner?' and 'you're just lying as to not seem as single' will be very vague descriptions of you and your relationship.

However, if you give him permission to share an achievement of yours, whether new or old, he will be talking about you non-stop for an hour or two given the chance. So safe to say his chat knew of you from the start and only waited to put a face to Jing Yuan's "amazing, lovely, beautiful, strong, sweet, and loving" partner.

On-Stream: Has fallen fully asleep on you before, his whole body on yours while you tried your best to either wake him up or stop the stream. He basically doesnt care what they think, he will be affectionate with you, to the point Yanqing told him to get off you just a little. Poor boy said the wrong thing because he just got even more touchy. Will kiss you whenever to the point his viewers get tired of his affectionate nature more than you could ever be.

Off-Stream: Literally no difference except maybe less jealous and a tiny but more suggestive. He'll kiss you a little deeper when its just you two, get a little closer, and touch you in a little more private places. It's barely a difference if you look at it over all, but it feels a little more personal compared to when he's live in front of a few thousand people.

Welt

How chat found out: actually just yaps about animation stuff and shows he likes, maybe plays games with March and Stelle if they really get him interested. But I'd imagine he also talks about some of the astral express, like how Stelle needs to stop digging in every trash can in her eyesight. Or how Dan Heng needs to sleep more because his eyebags are darker than his past. Random stuff that happens in his life but also a lot of history.

But of course he would talk about you as well, it can't be helped, though he would hold back more if you expressed that you weren't ok with that. He talks about you a lot safe to say, and he likes talking about all your interests and stuff you do, dates you go on ext. He would never share everything dont worry, just quite a lot since after he starts he finds it hard to stop. A case of they already know you to the point they could know things about you that you don't.

On-Stream: Very sweet as usual, but not very affectionate. A kiss to the cheek here and there, or maybe even sitting quietly on his lap on occasion. Nothing much other than talking with you and a tiny bit of physical affection, mostly loving you in quality time and showing interest in things you like.

Off-Stream: Way more affectionate, even around the crew, he just feels more safe around them overall since anyone could watch him. He can surprisingly talk even more when he isnt live, just the two of you laying in bed listening to each other talk about the little things and some very random things. I'm very sure you've had a 6 hour phone call multiple times just talking to each other with no break

March 7th

How chat found out: She shows them so many photos that she's taken and probably takes some during stream if shes doing IRL content. So safe to say you've been seen more than you think you have, whether she intended to show you or not. But of course you could be seen as a good friend who she likes taking photos with and of, but it is clear that you appear more than her other friends like Dan Heng, Caleus and her masters . She has more photos of you than you would even believe, and you have barely seen 15% of them and she has more than one folder just for pictures of you. (there will be less of you fully in them with your knowledge if you are camera shy, just know she takes a lot of photos anyway)

But this all made it very unsurprising when you one day walked in on her streaming, asking for something and curiously adding "love" to the sentence. Safe to say she was teased by her viewers for a few months, for both taking so many pictures of you and blushing every time you were present.

On-Stream: Loves to hug you a lot, also cracks even more dumb jokes when you're around. Kisses you, but retreats and goes out of view so no one can see how much shes blushing. The kisses shown on camera are more of a peck than anything, a nice big kiss on the cheek if she tries to be teasing or cheeky.

Off-Stream: Way better at actually kissing you properly on the mouth for once, maybe due to her being a bit shy(not that she will admit to it, without a bit of gentle pushing). Cuddles.. Lots of cuddles, no matter what. As long as its just the two of you, there will be lots of affection, much more than if it was for others to see.

thx for reading, and yes i know i have been neglecting the genshin streamer au but my mind just isnt there idk ToT, luv ya- Masterlist

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