#keqing smut

[sea-lanterns]

OUR BELOVED EMPRESS

synopsis: empress! AU with the liyue women as your courtesans.

featuring: ningguang, beidou, keqing, ganyu, yelan, shenhe

rating: 18+ n.s.f.w (men and minors dni)

warnings: switch! gn! afab reader, reader is referred to as pretty, beautiful, etc. polyamory, mentions of harem, reader is referred to as the "empress." arranged relationships, established relationships, finger.ing, scissoring, semi-public s.ex, fucking in an alleyway, biting, pining, cunnilingus, dirty talk, mastur.bation, not entirely proof read.

art credits: moonlight garden

NINGGUANG

Courtesan Ningguang! Who was the first courtesan presented to you by your father. A woman of high class and influence; the Tianquan of Liyue herself. It was a no-brainer that she would be the first potential candidate as your wife, as not only was she an influential figurehead, but she was someone who was intelligent and cunning. Two wonderful traits for a queen consort to have…

Courtesan Ningguang! Who arrives at your palace in the fanciest of attires. Golden nails brushing up against your hand before pressing a sweet kiss to your knuckles. “It is an honor to be in your presence, my empress…” she whispers seductively, looking up at you with red ruby eyes. “…and an honor to be your first courtesan.” 

Courtesan Ningguang! Who serves as a reliable shoulder for you to lean on whenever your family is in peril. Assassinations, business problems, drama within the harem. Ningguang serves as the voice of reason and someone who can soothe the stress in your body. She may be a busy woman, but she always finds time to free you of your worries, ending the day with massages or gentle kisses to your temple that leave you feeling red.

Courtesan Ningguang! Who gets along with pretty much all the other courtesans except Courtesan Beidou. She had some beef with her prior to joining the imperial harem and sometimes gets annoyed whenever the pirate woman gets too rough with you. “Beidou, I think our empress would enjoy it if you didn’t throw her over your shoulder…” She rolls her eyes when she sees Beidou running out of the palace with you in her arms. Not liking how her beloved empress’ body was always manhandled by that giant brute.

Courtesan Ningguang! Who always snatches you away from the pirate whenever her back is turned. Wanting some alone time with you after having to share you with her the whole day. “Worry not my dear empress, I’ll treat you much softer than that barbarian of a woman…” She gently places you on the bed and smirks suggestively. “Let me massage that sore skin of yours…”

Courtesan Ningguang! Who enjoys taking her time in thoroughly massaging your body. Your shoulders, your back, your breasts… She loves how her dear, beloved empress writhes under her touch and moans into the pillows. “Does that feel good, my empress? Shall I go lower…?” Her silky hands trail down your stomach like a pathway, “I knew it, my beloved is all so sore…”

Courtesan Ningguang! Who has you arching your back off the bed while she thrusts her fingers into your cunt, sopping wet smacks echoing throughout the room as her palm slaps your clit over and over. “My beautiful empress…all wet and squirming for me…” her eyes glazed over with lust before pressing dark lipstick stains against your body, spanning from your neck to your thighs. “Squirming only for me…”

Courtesan Ningguang! Who has you wrapped up in her embrace while kissing your neck and cleaning the release off your thighs. She adores taking care of you after sex, and will often stay close to you to keep you grounded after your high. “Feeling better?” She’d murmur against your ear, pressing another small kiss to the shell, “Don’t fret, my dear. I’ll warm up a bath for us soon…”

Courtesan Ningguang! Who keeps you warm in the bath with her body, humming a small tune in the spacious tub while washing the sweat off your body. “My beloved empress, I promise to always take care of you…” she whispers, using a small washcloth to wipe off your temple lovingly. “That is my promise to you as your first courtesan…”

BEIDOU

Courtesan Beidou! Who offered to be your second courtesan after spotting your beauty wandering at the docks. What’s a pretty face like you doing around such dangerous and smelly terrain? Don’t worry though, Captain Beidou will keep you safe. Both on the docks and in your palace because now she intends on marrying you…

Courtesan Beidou! Who shows off her impeccable strength and muscle, impressing your father as you needed someone strong who could pass that on to your heirs. Beidou loves spoiling you with her strength, and you oftentimes find her lifting you into her arms to carry you from place to place. 

Courtesan Beidou! Who has some beef with your first courtesan: Ningguang. She doesn’t like how prissy and strict Ningguang can be, so she often sneaks you out whenever you’re spending time with her. Practically kidnapping you in your own home, as she throws you over her shoulder like a sack of potatoes and laughs while carrying you to her secret spot. “Don’t worry my empress, we won’t get caught. I’ll make sure of it…”

Courtesan Beidou! Who is the rebel of the imperial harem. She’s the one who sneaks you out the most and helps you do risqué things like sneaking out to see the Lantern Rite without guard supervision. “We don’t need those pesky guards, you have me…” she’d always say, pressing a kiss to your worried little brows. “I’ll keep you safe, my sweet empress…”

Courtesan Beidou! Who chuckles and covers your mouth as you both hide in the bushes of the royal gardens, making out under the moonlight in order to have a little midnight rendezvous with just the two of you. “Naughty little empress…” Beidou purrs, groaning in your ear as she sits you on her lap, “Playing hooky with the pirate, eh? Pretty thing like you was just craving for some fun…”

Courtesan Beidou! Who rubs her large, calloused hands over your folds and sinks two massive fingers inside. “Shhh…there are guards nearby…” she’d whisper into your ear, chuckling quietly at the way you rode her fingers so desperately behind the bushes. “Hah…such a desperate one…”

Courtesan Beidou! Who holds you close to her and smirks when she overhears guards trying to find their missing empress. The other courtesans worried sick for your whereabouts, when you were just sitting behind the bushes getting your brains fucked out by the second courtesan. Whimpering and shaking under the captain’s touch, as no one has ever treated you this roughly before…

Courtesan Beidou! Who chuckles as you climax all over her thighs, stroking a hand down your spine before kissing you tenderly. “You did so well, my empress…” she murmurs out huskily, making sure you are kept warm as she drapes her cape over your shoulders. “Rest now, you precious thing. Your captain’s got you from here…”

Courtesan Beidou! Who sneaks you back into your room with your nude body clinging onto hers. She makes sure her muscular body covers you entirely, as she tucks you into bed and pets your cheek endearingly. “Sleep now, my dearest ocean pearl, I will ensure everything is settled with the others.” And with a gentle kiss from the huge, burly pirate, she leaves to go settle your whereabouts with the other courtesans, making sure her dearest empress was safe and sound…

KEQING

Courtesan Keqing! Who was the third courtesan recommended to you by the first courtesan: Ningguang. She is a member of the Liyue Qixing and due to her high status as the Yuheng, it made her a very strong candidate for Queen consort and your potential wife.

Courtesan Keqing! Who is the most uptight out of all the courtesans in your harem. She’s the one who keeps you in line whenever you act up, and is the one who scolds you most of the time whenever you sneak out with the other courtesans. (Cough. Beidou and Yelan. Cough) She doesn’t mean to be so hard on you, but you are the empress of Liyue! You needed to be prim and proper! 

Courtesan Keqing! Who takes up the responsibility of helping you manage your extracurriculars. Whether it’s dance practice, embroidery or managing certain affairs, Keqing is always the one helping you and making sure you understand what to do. “Like this, my empress,” she says for the sixteenth time, cupping your waist as she guides you to the music of the zither. “Eyes on me, a royal must never look at their feet…”

Courtesan Keqing! Who is prickly on the outside but sweet on the inside whenever she’s alone with you. Keqing hates to admit it, but her empress is someone she cares very deeply about, and she wants to see you flourish into a beautiful and powerful leader for Liyue. “My empress, please, allow me…” she murmurs softly as she helps tie the sash to your robe. “Honestly, next time you should let me dress you in the mornings…”

Courtesan Keqing! Who can’t help but think dirty thoughts about her empress all day long in that little head of hers. Her mind runs vivid with wonders of your naked body and she can’t help but touch herself late into the night while thinking of you. “My empress…” Keqing moans out softly, fingers rubbing at her folds while she spreads herself out on her bed, masturbating to today’s image of you practicing calligraphy with her in your office. 

Courtesan Keqing! Who’s always been unable to hide her lust for you. The way your hands move so delicately over the paper, writing in quick, languid strokes that have her going crazy. “Ah…!” Keqing gasps as a deep, burning ache in her core begs to be satisfied. “Forgive me, my empress…” she mumbles to herself, heart racing like crazy as she realizes she’s touching herself to her beloved empress.

Courtesan Keqing! Who jumps when she sees you standing at the door, smiling softly at her lewd display. You wanted to help her? Touch her? Her empress!? Keqing blushes at the thought and tries not to get too excited. “O-Only if you insist, my empress…” she murmurs softly, feeling your body dip into the bed and roam your hands all over her. “Oh…”

Courtesan Keqing! Who’s not the same, strict person she is when she’s in bed with you. Her body reacts ever so sensitively to your touch, as she lets you explore her body quietly under the moonlight. “Hah…now don’t be a tease…” Keqing chuckles nervously, “You know I hate it when you test my patience.” 

Courtesan Keqing! Who is more than eager to help guide you on how to touch a woman. Her voice alike to that of her tutor persona, except this time she was teaching you how to fuck her. “Just like that, my empress…” she pants out breathlessly, shivering as you insert a finger into her folds, “You've always been such a quick learner…”

GANYU

Courtesan Ganyu! Who was the fourth courtesan recommended to you by both Ningguang and Keqing. The secretary of the Qixing and a half adepti that possessed impressive capabilities, she impressed your father as well as he knew that a Qilin would protect you and bring good fortune to the family. (And produce strong Qilin heirs…)

Courtesan Ganyu! Who is the gentlest and sweetest out of all your courtesans. She’s the one who tries to sneak into your bed in the middle of the night to snuggle with you, which often leads to you waking up to a sleepy Qilin woman resting on your chest. Sometimes you can catch her snoring in her sleep, but you don’t mind it because she’s just so damn cute…

Courtesan Ganyu! Who despite being so clingy, knows to maintain a certain degree of professionalism as she’s the one who takes care of the dreaded paperwork. As a secretary of the Qixing, she has her fair share of experience when it comes to tinier affairs, so she’ll always offer to help you, even when you insist you have it under control. “Please don’t overwork yourself, my dear. I’ll take care of it as soon as possible…”

Courtesan Ganyu! Who despite being so soft and gentle, has a strong, protective side whenever you are threatened. “Get behind me, my empress. I’ll take care of him!” She exclaims rather protectively, making sure you stay behind her while she charges a cryo arrow at the intruder. “Ah, he’s gone now, my dear. Are you okay? Were you frightened?”

Courtesan Ganyu! Who is the best at calming you down whenever you get into a dangerous situation. While the other courtesans are busy dealing with whoever threatened or harmed you, Ganyu is by your side and holding you tightly against her body. Soothing you with her touch as she makes sure her darling empress isn’t harmed in the slightest. “Do not fret, my love. Beidou, Yelan and Shenhe have gone after the assassin. They won’t threaten you again…” she presses a small kiss to your cheek and makes sure you’re calmed down before heading back into the safety of your room, holding your hand every step of the way. 

Courtesan Ganyu! Who sees you’re clearly frightened for your life and tries to calm you down by distracting you with intimate touches. Her fluffy blue hair tickles your skin as she cups your cheek to make you face her. “Why don’t we do something to distract ourselves,” she whispers shyly, a blush overcoming her features. “I'll help you forget all the anxiety you felt today…”

Courtesan Ganyu! Who is lying on her back with her cunt squished against yours. Gasping and moaning as you rut into her thighs and try to scissor your way to an orgasm. “Ah…mnngh…you’re doing so well, my empress…” Ganyu pants, her soft skin sending you into another plane of ecstasy. “So good…so good…keep moving— nngh…hah…~”

Courtesan Ganyu! Who wants only the best for her beloved empress so she pulls you down halfway to meet for a kiss. Hips melding together in sticky, wet squelches as she pants and lolls her tongue out into yours. “Is it good…? Do I feel good…?” She so desperately wants to please you, it makes your heart melt and you can’t help but groan. “I take that as a yes…hah…I love you, my empress…”

Courtesan Ganyu! Who lies beside you after cumming all over your thighs, pulling you close so she could lay by your side like the loyal courtesan she was. “I’m glad you felt good, my dear…” Ganyu whispers sweetly, before brushing a stray lock of hair away from your face. “I will always keep you relaxed, that is my duty as your beloved courtesan…”

YELAN

Courtesan Yelan! Who becomes your fifth courtesan after saving you from a bunch of bounty hunters holding you hostage. After making sure you were safe and sound in her arms, she feels something stir within her chest when she gets a closer look at your face. To the public, your face was often hidden behind a thin, lacy veil in order to conceal your identity. However, as your veil is pulled back, Yelan now had a full view of the beautiful empress underneath. A sight that left her speechless and with a desire to become yours…

Courtesan Yelan! Who isn’t seen around the palace as often as the other girls due to her missions, but always makes sure to greet you in your room whenever she gets back. “Hey, darling. Missed me?” She’s perched lazily on your balcony with a Glaze Lily in her hand. “I got you a lil’ something on my mission. No need to thank me…”

Courtesan Yelan! Who, like Beidou, will often sneak you out into the city to experience things you’ve never felt before. She takes you around to see all that Liyue has to offer, and encourages you to try ordinary things that you may or may not have tried.  “Here, try this. It’s called a kebab.” Yelan chuckles as you look at her with confusion, wondering how on Teyvat you eat this without utensils. “Pfft, you just bite the food off the skewer, empress. Here, let me show you…”

Courtesan Yelan! Who enjoys showing you and teaching you the simpler things in life. You may be a sheltered empress, but Yelan can show you just how fun an ordinary life can be. “Who knew the empress could be so messy when they eat…” she chuckles as you struggle to eat the kebab stick off the skewer, wiping the sauce off your lips with a napkin. “You’re just so cute…”

Courtesan Yelan! Who takes you by the hand to pull you into a dark alleyway. She just saw a few guards patrolling the area and had to act fast, pushing you up against the wall and shielding you with your body. “Apologies for the tight space, my empress…” Yelan chuckles, cupping your cheek to look at her, “We just have to stay here a little while longer…”

Courtesan Yelan! Who sees her sweet little empress getting shy for being in such an intimate position. She can’t help but tease you more as she leans in closer to tilt your chin forward. “You know, since it’s so dark, no one will be able to see their beloved empress getting naughty with her courtesan…” she trails a hand down to your ass and cups it, giving it a teasing squeeze. “Some ordinary people fuck in alleyways when they have the chance. Would you like to try, my dear empress…?” 

Courtesan Yelan! Who has her empress pinned up against the wall with their robe pulled up and exposing their privates. Yelan kneeling down to your glistening hole and spreading it open with her thumbs. “Oh, how precious…” she purrs to herself, giving it a sensual lick. “It even puckers when I breathe…”

Courtesan Yelan! Who cannot believe she’s giving head to the empress in such a dirty and dimly lit alleyway. She had to admit, seeing her empress whimpering and begging for more in a place this low class was really turning her on. “Yeah? You like that…?” Yelan laughs into your cunt, pushing her nose deeper against your clit, “You like getting eaten out in a dirty alleyway? My, my…you surprise me everyday your majesty…”

Courtesan Yelan! Who is so proud of you when you climax all over her face and paint her tongue white with your cum. She wipes the residue off her face and stands up to kiss you, letting you taste what you accomplished in that dirty, dark alleyway with her. “You did so well, my dear…” Yelan whispers, quickly fastening your robes back on so the two of you could leave. “Come on, it’s about time we head back to the palace…”

SHENHE

Courtesan Shenhe! Who was the sixth courtesan presented to you by Cloud Retainer herself, an adepti that your father greatly respected and admired. Cloud Retainer promised your father that her disciple: Shenhe would bring great strength and protection to your family, as well as ward off any evil spirits that dare threaten your bloodline. Though heavily antisocial and a bit…intimidating to your father, he accepted her into the family and made her the sixth courtesan in your harem. 

Courtesan Shenhe! Who is very quiet and doesn’t interact much with anyone but you and her fellow courtesan: Ganyu. She’s quiet, awkward, and doesn’t know what to do, so she just follows you around like a curious little puppy and hopes for the best. While others may find this annoying, you yourself didn’t mind and allowed Shenhe to follow you around as she pleased. Acting like a bodyguard of sorts among your courtesans as she is the only one who is stuck by your side at all times.

Courtesan Shenhe! Who seems so dangerous and intimidating to others, yet soft and gentle around you. She loves how you cup her face and treat her so kindly, her heart thumping whenever her dearest empress kisses her, and palms getting sweaty because she just adores you so much. “…Is my face that fun to hold?” She asks when you do this for the umpteenth time. She doesn’t mind it, in fact she seems to enjoy it. “If that is what my empress likes to do, then so be it…” You are the only one in the world who could touch her like this…

Courtesan Shenhe! Who is like a tall guard dog whenever she accompanies you outside the palace. She stands protectively by your side, keeping watch of any activity or accidents that could harm her beloved empress. “…The road is slippery. Should I carry you? I don’t want you to fall.” Before you could even respond, she picks you up anyway, “…I’m carrying you.”

Courtesan Shenhe! Who is so strong and agile that she manages to take you across Liyue with just her arm strength alone. Taking you to a private spot in the mountains so the two of you could have a private picnic date together away from the other courtesans. “Is the ground soft enough for you, my empress?” Shenhe tilts her head and makes sure you’re seated on a comfortable patch of grass. If sitting on the ground isn’t to your liking, then perhaps it’d be best to sit on her lap instead. Which you do.

Courtesan Shenhe! Who quivers under your touch as you caress her face lovingly, her muscles easing under your hold as she allows herself to indulge with you for once. “Your majesty…” she can feel herself grow hot as you press a kiss to her temple, groans rumbling from her throat as she yearned for more. “I want…more.”

Courtesan Shenhe! Who can’t stop herself from pushing her beloved empress down to the ground, the red ropes trying to suppress her carnal desire for you as she kisses and bites your neck with want. “Ganyu taught me how to properly please you…” she mumbles against your skin, her hands moving down to unfasten your sash. “I will do my best. You can count on me, my empress.”

Courtesan Shenhe! Who uses the skills she learned from other courtesans to pleasure you as best as she could. Slender hands lifting your thighs up as she slots her cunt against yours rather harshly. “Mnngh…Courtesan Ganyu taught me that this was called scissoring…” While groaning out her words, Shenhe begins rutting her hips into yours to try and replicate what Ganyu described. “Is this right? It feels right…nngh…” She tries her best to hold in her moans but it just feels so good. Though her moves are sloppy and you barely feel any good rhythm, you could tell Shenhe was enjoying herself and that was all that mattered to you.

Courtesan Shenhe! Who tries her hardest to get you off  but it just isn’t enough. She’s not that experienced in pleasing a person compared to the other girls but that’s okay, you’ll teach her… “My empress…? What— oh!” Shenhe’s eyes widen as you gently flip her over, deciding she’s done enough to please you for one day. “…I see. You wish to teach me how to scissor properly? …Very well.”

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Pegging headcanons w/ Shenhe, Ningguang & Keqing!

CW: Sub!Male!Reader, masochism/sadism (Sadist!Keqing)

Under the cut.

(Image by ツ︎ryan !)

Shenhe

She is going to be the one to suggest it, that’s for sure.

In preparation for entering the inevitable intimacy of your relationship, Shenhe did the only thing she could think of - she hit the books. She didn’t learn much, obviously. But she did learn what the prostate is.

She kept that in mind, even asking you about it at some point. 

After you agreed to let her explore your body, Shenhe grabbed a bottle of lube and a rubber glove, and went to work. 

The disciple found your body to be responding very well. She didn’t expect you to be this loud, actually… So she did what she found to always bring more pleasure - increase the speed and intensity.

So her collection of dildos was put to use soon. Her selection of straps is quite vanilla - just normal shaped toys, all rubber and varying in size. 

Seriously, this girl… she made measurements to have even the littlest of straps in her collection rub against your prostate mercilessly. 

Likes to train you. At first, it was very hard to cum without direct stimulation to your dick, but over time - and of course lots and lots of fucking - you could do it in barely a minute if she picked the pace and angle right.

Shenhe likes to add a fleshlight to keep you fully stimulated. 

Cumming with her strap inside, her hand around a cock sleeve on your shaft, and her other strong hand gripping your inner thigh is heaven, and you can’t convince me otherwise.

“Hmm… Your body seems to be responding to the six inch well… How about we jump to the eight inch now? Huh? Too big? Oh, my love, don’t sell yourself short - I know you can take it.”

Ningguang 

The fact that Ningguang likes her man masculine and strong doesn't mean she isn't into pegging. 

In fact, she loves it to death. The prospect of fucking a strong man in his cute butt gets her really excited. And Ningguang is one of the girls that, when they want something, they will get it. 

So spread or bend over for Ningguang, because she's in the mood to turn the tables. 

It's always a whole ordeal with her. She loves to invite you to a luxurious dinner or watch a movie, only to then pull out the strap and peg you. She loves to wear high heels, thigh-highs, long sleeve gloves and black lingerie for the occasion. 

Gently, but decisively - that's the way she pegs you. It's all about technique, not speed for her. Intense fucking is great, sure, but it's her way of hitting you little pleasure button that gets you leaking precum like a broken faucet. 

Your hands? Tied behind your back, always. She can't have you touching yourself, now can she? Your cock throbs and cries precum so beautifully every time she hits your p-spot, so why would she end the show? 

The only way you are going to cum is from pure pegging when she does it. Don't worry, though - her precise technique will leave you spurting really soon. 

You are usually quite silent during sex, as most men are. She thinks pegging is a great opportunity to make you moan and whine, and she's so into that. 

"Yeah…just like that, baby. Be loud for me. Fufu, look at it throb… fucking your butt sure gets you hard and desperate, doesn't it?" 

Keqing

Men are so annoying, Keqing thinks. Lady Ningguang is right to keep them at a distance. They are loud, overwhelming and obnoxious, and they smell bad. Sometimes all she wants is to put them in their place… Good that she has you on hand, willing to submit to her.

She has nothing against men and you in reality. She just likes to indulge her sadistic dominant side from time to time. All she does is preceded with a proper discussion about boundaries. 

As a dom, her duty is to respect your hard boundaries and explore your soft limits. That's what she believes, and she can prove it any time. 

Though Keqing prefers receiving pain, she can just as well cause it. 

Pegging for her is a way to kill two birds with one stone - it's immasculating, and it's a bit painful, but still pleasurable enough to have you begging to be fucked by her. Or maybe you're just a stupid masochist, huh? 

Her collection of straps is a scary sight to behold for any sub, that's for sure. Most of them are big, studded or spiked in some way. They are both to be used on her and on you, if you misbehave. 

With Keqing, pegging is a punishment. Because how can you possibly enjoy it? A girl is roughly stretching your tight ass with a plastic cock, and you are enjoying it, moaning and whimpering like there's no tomorrow… She loves to tease, or even mock you about it during the act. 

Don't even think about her touching your cock. Stroking it to completion yourself makes you even more laughable in her eyes. Oh, and if you cum before she is satisfied, don't expect her to stop. 

Her style is fast and rough. Taking your ass doggy style is her favorite, as it allows her to go really aggressive, as well as slap your ass and pull on the leash she attached to your collar. The moans and pleading for more make you look like a bitch. Her bitch. 

Just like Ningguang, Keqing likes to dress up for you. While she wears luxurious and complex lingerie, you'll be completely nude. It really amplifies the dynamic, she thinks. 

She might be mean during the act, but she is everything but in the aftercare. It's all just make believe, she will remind you of that. She'll tell you you're handsome, smart and beautiful, just so you don't forget. 

She knows how much you love this, so she has some normal sized and textured dicks for softer sessions. During them, expect nothing but praise from her. 

Still, Keqing loves some hardcore pegging from time to time. 

"Ugh, why are you whining so much? I'm only fucking your ass, absolutely destroying your tight little ring and assaulting you prostate… Heh, maybe you do have a reason. So tell me  how good this rubber cock makes you feel, boy. "

Thanks for reading!

[personalwhore]

Rock your body

Warnings: NSFW, Possesiveness, Public sex, Somnophilia, Sapphic

La Signora, Amber, Raiden Ei, Nilou, Faruzan, Ganyu, Kokomi, Candace, Layla, Navia, Xiangling and Noelle would be into somnophilia. They love the idea of pleasing and taking care of you at anytime even whilst you are asleep.

Raiden Shogun, Kujou Sara, Clorinde, Shenhe, Keqing, Dehya, Jean, Mona, Kuki Shinobu, Arlecchino, Yelan, Ningguang and Ayaka would be into possessive sex/markings. They hate seeing their beloved with another person, after all your theirs and theirs only.

Rosaria, Lisa, Beidou, Yae Miko, Furina, Hu Tao, Eula, Lynette, Yoimiya, Kirara, Yanfei and Yun Jin would be into (semi)public sex. They enjoy the thrill of living on the edge, or just have terrible self control.

©personalwhore — please do not copy, repost or translate onto any other platforms without my permission.

[prettypinkpuddles]

so good you could cry

your partner is under you, and is absolutely losing their mind.

you’re riding them so well, making them tear up and choke on their moans as they try to plead with you to not stop, to tell you how good you make them feel.

their toes are curled, thighs unbearably tightened, legs shaking in tiny convulsions as they screwed their eyes shut to not let tears flow out.

it didn’t work

you could feel their orgasm crash into them as you ground your hips into theirs; their eyes opened and their glassy pupils lolled to the back of their head.

you could see them struggling to comprehend just how good you felt over them, they blink and looked up at you with tears in their eyes and a weakened smile spread across their face.

your hands cupped their face as you kissed their tears of pleasure, giving them a sweet grin as you began to continue your torment on them.

their head tilted up as they choked to hold back what seemed to be a scream, gripping the sheets unbelievably tight

Childe(the first one i thought of), Yanfei, GOROU, Lyney, Tighnari, Amber, Faruzan, GANYU, Keqing(but she’d almost never let you dom her), LAYLA, Kaveh, MIKA, Thoma, Heizou,

[gi-women]

Imagine eating out ...

Keqing spreading her pretty pink (#FB9A7F) pussy wide open, soaking wet and dripping with lust. Despret for you to lick her vagina clean. She begs for your tongue to make even the slightest bit of contact to her senstive clit.

When you finally bless her with your tounge she let's out her sweet, sweet moans and whines. She tries to ask you to go even faster but your tounge makes her lose all thoughts in that current moment. Her words sounds like a baby's babbling. Her pink eyes roll to the back of her skull due to your skillful tounge, her mouth open to look like an 'O' with her pink-red tounge sticks out.

When she's on the verge of finishing her legs shakes and quivers, her legs threating collapse. Her moans mix with her whines to become a high-pitched screams. She pushes your head into her cunt. Her pussy squirts out her sugary sweet release, quickly being lapped up by your tounge.

[gold-rhine]

amab adeptus girls🙏🙏🙏

I would like to mention that this ask was received before the current lantern rite, where the Hot-Sonas of madame ping and cloud retainer were revealed, so I'm only doing Ganyu

amab sub! Ganyu x afab Keqing

Warnings: nsfw, handjob, oral, bondage, workaholic lesbian flirting

Wordcount: 1,3k

“I will deal with this tomorrow, according to our plan then,” Ganyu said, looking up from the documents spread out on the table. They both stayed late in Keqing’s office, in fact, so late the entire building was empty by now.

Keqing nodded, leaning back in her chair.

“Sure. And if some unforeseen circumstances arise, I trust your judgment in dealing with them.”

“You do?” adeptus blinked a few times, her plump pink lips opening in surprise.

“Of course, why wouldn’t I?” Keqing raised her eyebrow and the other woman blushed faintly, looking away.

“It’s only that I’ve thought you consider me… best suited to executing orders instead of making decisions.”

“Ah,” it was Keqing’s time to blush, but she didn’t look away. She believed in facing up her past bad judgements head on. “Well, maybe at first. But I was very inexperienced back then and I’ve changed my opinions on many positions, including your evaluation. I’ve come to respect and admire your ability, especially that you’d carry out orders perfectly even if you didn’t agree with the premise entirely. Many others would use that opportunity to sabotage the whole project and get some personal leverage.”

“Even if I didn’t agree with you, I could always tell you’re dedicated fully to the good of Liyue, so why would I not give your ideas the best chance they can have?” Ganyu said passionately, leaning forward, her cheeks glowing and chest raising. “And I’ve come to respect and admire your abilities and your bravery, honesty, and propensity for innovation too. It’s an honor to help bring your vision of this country’s future to life.”

Keqing always believed in seizing the opportunity while it’s there, so she reached out, caught the other woman’s chin and kissed her. Ganyu made a muffled squeal of surprise, but answered the kiss, her tender lips sweet and timid at first, but opening more and more as she threw her arms over Keqing’s neck. She leaned in as Keqing’s hands roamed over her body, squeezed her full breasts, slid down her bare back and groped her ass.

“Wait…” the adeptus whispered breathily, breaking a kiss. “There are few things you should know about me…”

“Whatever it is, it’s okay.”

“No, I have to tell you first…”

“Okay, of course, what is it?” Keqing asked soothingly, at the same time opening the clasp which held up Ganyu’s top at her neck and sliding it down to reveal her beautiful breasts. 

“It’s been a long time since I’ve been with someone… so I’m afraid I’m very rusty…”

“It’s fine.”

“No, I mean it’s been hundreds of years… I might not know what’s expected of me now…”

“Yeah, it’s fine, I’m pretty sure the concept of a pillow princess hasn’t changed since the old times,” Keqing said with emphasis, kissing the other woman's throat. Ganyu’s chest had wide, but very pale pink areolas, almost transparent lilac, but her nipples turned into small, hard pebbles under the caress. 

“Oh, they have a name for it now? Okay, but… There’s another thing…” adeptus blushed brilliantly, but firmly slid her body suit off to her thighs, revealing…

“Rex Lapis, you have a tail?!”

A fluffy pale blue ball of fur with white underside trembled at Ganyu’s backside.

“It’s hardly appropriate to invoke Rex Lapis’ name at a time like this!”

“You’ve had a tail this whole time? You had a fake metal accessory in place of a tail while there was an *actual* tail under it all along?!”

“Yes… It’s yet another sign separating me from the humans, but also a reminder that I lack the power of true adeptus to have complete control of my form…”

“It’s adorable. It looks very cute on you,” Keqing said, sliding her hands down the archer’s body and between her now bared plump thighs. Adeptus blushed at the compliment and her cock twitched under Keqing’s palm.

“Isn’t it uncomfortable to have it squished up like that?”

“Well, it’s hardly appropriate for the Secretary to have a wiggling tail out! It would certainly ruin any claim to serious authority!”

“I think it’s very respectable, but I recognize your reasons. Though I think people would get used to it and treat you according to your immaculate deeds rather than appearance, but ultimately it’s up to you to decide.”

“Thank you. I know you don’t believe in the inherent superiority of the adepti, so I trust you would not treat me differently…” “Never,” Keqing muttered against the other woman’s throat, stroking her pretty dick. Ganyu squealed, overwhelmed, her hands uncontrollably rose up to her collarbones, flailing nervously.

“Oh, I’m sorry, I’m very rusty as I’ve said… I just… don’t know what to do with my hands sometimes…”

“It’s okay. I think I can solve this problem,” Keqing opened the lower drawer of her table, rummaging around until she found the handcuffs.

“Oh…” Ganyu breathed, blushing even brighter, but shyly offered her wrists nonetheless. Keqing kissed tender skin and closed handcuffs over it, and then attached the clasp to adeptus’ choker, where the stylized bell usually dangled, so that her cuffed hands were fixed near her neck.

“Better?” she grinned and kissed Ganyu without waiting for an answer from an embarrassed, but clearly pleased secretary. She writhed under Keqing’s hands, her hips thrusting and trembling helplessly. Her small thick dick was throbbing sweetly, tip leaking and staining her tummy and dripping down on her plump thighs. She came whimpering with Keqing’s mouth on her breasts and hand pumping her cock, shivering and leaning against the other woman.

“Are you okay…” Keqing started asking, when the secretary started moving. Ganyu trailed kisses down Keqing’s chest, ribcage and stomach, until she nuzzled against her skirt and looked up. She looked so sweet, kneeling with her hands helplessly chained over her full breasts, with pink nipples peaking hard from arousal, big violet eyes looking so meekly and patiently. Keqing lifted her skirt and pulled down her panties, revealing her pussy, and the adeptus immediately buried her face in it, lapping at the exposed clit. Keqing moaned and threaded her fingers in the soft curls of the Ganyu’s hair, when the other woman looked up.

“Please don’t tug at the horns…” she muttered shyly, blushing bright.

“Mmm, okay. I thought the livestock’s horns didn’t have any sensitivity though.”

“Well, I’m not livestock,” Ganyu said defiantly, which was adorale considering her mouth was still pressed against Keqing’s cunt. “My horns are very sensitive.”

“Oh, of course. I’m sorry if I was rude,” Keqing said, recalculating her mental system, which was somewhat hard due to her cunt at the moment being exposed and licked. “I would never hurt you. Should I not touch them at all or is it okay if I’m very gentle?”

Ganyu looked up, her cheeks red with blush, her large breasts pressed against Keqing’s legs and pink tongue sticking out as she was licking at the other woman’s pussy.

“You can touch them… if you’re careful…”

Ganyu’s tongue lapped against the other woman’s cunt, while Keqing’s trembling fingers ran along the ridge of red-black horns, rubbed tenderly at the base, making the archer moan sweetly against her flesh. And she was good, she ate Keqing out so well, her mouth gentle, but persistent, and her tiny whimpers felt so good against the wet cunt when Keqing played with her horns. Keqing made sure to not grip them though, when she got close and was losing control, thrusting against adeptus’ face and moaning quietly. She came in shudders and leaned back on the chair, while Ganyu crawled up onto her lap. The archer nuzzled at her neck and curled in a cute, chubby ball, and when Keqing came back to her senses, Ganyu was already sleeping.

“Wait…” Keqing breathed out, her eyes widening. “Is *that* what you thought pillow princess means?"

[amugenshinadventures]

PSA for any Ganqing shippers out there

I stayed up until 5am reading fics (cause my life is that sad) and I have found the objectively BEST Ganqing fic in AO3.

The first part is hilarious and the second is hot smut (so be aware). The writer is @nozoyuri (according to their AO3 profile) and I have no words to describe how much iLove them.

So do yourself a favour and go read the right now (ง︡'-'︠)ง

No need to thank me

[xinnamoon]

The feeling when you want to make a doujin for your rarepair but you actually have to make a plot and not just straight up porn so people can understand why you ship them in the first place

[enemui]

⁉️What your favorite Genshin Impact character says about you🫵

🐰Amber: Your favorite Pokémon is Eevee and your favorite Sanrio character is My Melody.

🌹Lisa: You're not scared of smart women but you are scared of interesting women.

🛡️Noelle: You don't know shit and plan on keeping it that way.

🫧Barbara: You either sell or buy gamer girl bathwater.

🦇Fischl: You're quarter-delusional. Like, you are delusional, but sometimes you're aware that you are delusional.

☘️Bennett: You have a soft spot for miserable little creatures and you desperately need a bigger character trait than that.

🍖Razor: You love dogs, even if they're old, ugly little goblins.

🐱Diona: You love cats and hate alcohol. Those are two rare instances of you feeling strongly about anything.

🔮Mona: You were assigned financial irresponsibility at birth, and haven't managed to do anything to change your fate.

🗡️Rosaria: You think having a healthy biorhythm is overrated. You also look like a human cigarette.

🖌️Mika: You let your feelings of pity towards others control you.

🍀Klee: You're the fun parent. You probably own a spoiled pet.

🦴Sucrose: You actually love to talk, people just hate to listen.

🧪Albedo: You're gay and neurodivergent.

❄️Eula: You're weak to corporate tricks. You should really work on that.

🦚Kaeya: You're not known to have functional relationships and healthy coping mechanisms.

🦉Diluc: You think you could get an edgy boy to open up to you. You couldn't because the moment someone is even a little cold to you, you will cry.

🦁Jean: You always order the same thing from the menu. Not because it's your favorite, but because you're scared of trying anything new.

🍏Venti: If being horny and annoying was a sport, you'd be an Olympic athlete.

🐇Yaoyao: You can be sold anything with a cute mascot plastered on it.

🌶️Xiangling: You wonder how a lot of different things taste like and you need to be stopped.

🧊Chongyun: There's a great disparity between how you want to be perceived versus how you are actually perceived.

💦Xingqiu: You are knowingly annoying and don't plan to stop anytime soon.

🎸Xinyan: You're misunderstood, but you definitely don't make an effort to be anything else.

⚰️Hu Tao: Your self-proclaimed pranks have resulted in actual damages to people's mental and physical well-being.

🎼Yun Jin: You've projected onto your partner before to the point you lost the ability to identify their actual character.

🥥Qiqi: You aren't swayed by public opinions.

🐍Baizhu: Close the wikipedia tab with a list of terminal diseases, you're fine, just severely dramatic.

🏔️Shenhe: You've been in abusive relationships. Not sure if as the victim or perpetrator, but you were in them.

🎲Yelan: You'd be perfectly content as a housewife. Just do chores and read smut.

⚓️Beidou: You don't mind putting in the work to change things to be more to your liking.

💎Ningguang: You have no qualms sucking up to people for a bit of societal advantage.

🍤Keqing: You've entered relationships before, thinking you could change them. No, that absolutely did not go well for you.

⚖️Yanfei: It's not just your exes who suck, you have an entire toxic friend group.

🔔Ganyu: You have an elaborate power fantasy about quitting your job.

🫖Madame Ping: You're a classy lesbian.

⚙️Guizhong: You present your opinions as facts.

☁️Cloud Retainer: You've been in a situation when you've found your girlfriend's mom more attractive than your girlfriend.

🪽Xiao: You're non-binary and depressed.

🐉Zhongli: You need a man to kiss the back of your hand. Also you have a strained relationship with your father.

🍁Kaedehara Kazuha: You don't care about looks, only vibes. You're also addicted to adderall.

🍃Sayu: You are serious about the silly and silly about the serious. Sometimes it's funny, other times you deserve to be dropkicked into the sun.

🎁Kirara: You have a crippling addiction to adorable girls.

🦌Shikanoin Heizou: You are guilty of the "thinking with your dick/pussy". Don't try to deny it, you didn't even care until his birthday became a national holiday.

⚡️Kuki Shinobu: You have better things to do than a well-paying job, such as arson.

👹Arataki Itto: You are a size queen. You also think you're way more interesting than you actually are.

🎇Yoimiya: You've had a crush on the same person for the longest time and every time you think you're over them, they make a request of you and you jump on it like a dog.

👺Kujou Sara: You could probably use hormonal therapy.

🍡Thoma: You think appearances don't matter as long as he's nice. You're also a terrible judge of character, so all your exes are just overall shitty people.

🪭Kamisato Ayaka: You cannot survive without your established social circle. Were it not for the luxuries of civilization, you'd be dead in a ditch.

🧋Kamisato Ayato: You have no self-respect, if a slightly above average man tells you to do something, you'll do it.

🐕Gorou: You don't need a man, you need a dog.

🪸Sangonomiya Kokomi: You don't know how to dress well, but you really want a girlfriend who does.

🦊Yae Miko: You think as long as a woman is hot, she can do whatever the fuck she pleases.

🌸Raiden Ei: You've been in a relationship with an unmedicated mentally ill person and walked out of that experience having learned nothing.

🧞‍♀️Dori: The world would be better off without you.

🌻Tighnari: You have an attitude and you refuse to reign it in no matter how inappropriate for the situation it is.

🪴Collei: You either have no idea what you're doing or you should be in jail.

🪷Nilou: You live quite blissfully, but dealing with you isn't easy. This is called ignorance.

✨Layla: Your best exam results come from days when you showed up to class hungover and on 45 minutes of sleep.

📐Faruzan: Your family broke the generational curse, which somehow had a negative impact on your character.

🪻Candace: You are the mom friend, but only because you have to be. Like, you're a mess, but you're a lot less of a mess than your friends.

🌺Dehya: You can draw yourself symmetrical eyeliner.

🃏Cyno: You probably have a good moral compass, but you still aren't easy to get along with.

🦅Alhaitham: You're, like, severely delusional. You either think he's like you or that you could be on good terms with him. Both of those are clear signs of delusional behavior.

🕊️Kaveh: I hate to break it you, but buying stuffed animals can't substitute for going to therapy.

☂️Wanderer: Most of the time, you're really cute, but you can be absolutely terrifying if you so choose. You're also trans.

💉Dottore: You're fairly submissive but if someone makes you mad, you'll make sure they regret it.

🌱Nahida: You're addicted to winning arguments. You don't even need to be right, you just need to feel like you've won, even if you resort to the method of wearing a person down until they no longer want to continue debating with you.

🌂Navia: You have leadership skills specifically in the "do as I say, not as I do" department.

🐧Freminet: You're non-binary and have anxiety.

🎩Lynette: You're very patient but you'd rather not be.

🪄Lyney: You have a dark secret and the dark secret is that you're actually a Danganronpa girlie.

🍷Arlecchino: You're not a good person but you genuinely don't think it's that bad.

⚔️Clorinde: You have fallen prey to misinformation on numerous occasions before.

🩹Sigewinne: You'd sacrifice your liver to keep a person happy.

🐺Wriothesley: You can be appeased by an act of hot girl shit.

🌊Neuvillette: You need a man to kiss the back of your hand. Also you have a strained relationship with your mother.

💧Furina: You're delusional. Could be affectionate, could be derogatory, it varies from person to person.

🦟Paimon: You don't know shit but you have an opinion on everything.

🐋Tartaglia: Your exes all belong in jail. So does your current and next partner. You never fucking learn, do you?

💰Pantalone: You don't need a healthy relationship, you need a sugar daddy.

🖤Capitano: You are, amongst other things, a monsterfucker. You want to be destroyed, but, like, lovingly.

🎀Columbina: You are a mix of a pomeranian and a Biblically accurate angel.

🎭Pierro: You are fatherless on an Olympic level. You don't need a father, you need a daddy.

💫Lumine: You're a hot girl. You're either stupid or evil, but you're a hot girl. If you're not a girl, you are a red flag.

☄️Aether: You have a crippling crop top addiction and you have no idea what to do with your hair.

🌌Dainsleif: You date people before getting to know them, but don't understand why you don't get along with your partners.

[sea-lanterns]

angey hear me out

yelan and gambling you off just to watch you either get fucked by another women of liyue

shes calculated and smart but sometimes her hand slips and whoops now ningguangs claws are holding you down on her fingers making them long slender things brush your gspot :(

sometimes even beidou beats her at a game off chess lucky for her she has a strap while she fucks you over the table they just played on. Yelan loves watching you sob n moan infront of her she gets a kick out of it, if she was being too mean she might let you suck on her tits for awhile :)

even if she plays against keqing or ganyu or sometimes even both your gonna have fun electro play with keqing zapping your thighs and then teleporting behind you just to zap your nipples watching you stagger and jolt everytime.

Ganyu is a sweetheart with you <3 sometimes too sweet…She cant hold her urges for long though she’ll probably scissor with you for hours and hours on end and leave teeth marks on your neck she even loves it when you pull her horns closer to you while she eats your pretty pussy out

not to mention ningguangs secrataries dont usually watch unless yelan wants to have a match with them but their too stupid to win sadly enough so you feel rewarded with those sessions since finally yelan was being sweet and not degrading you infront of the others she played with

i would love being the liyue qixings whore <3

-🦊

liyue women are my favorite how did you know 🦊 anon…? (;° ロ°)

when i first read this, i actually smiled because gosh i love all those women. enjoy this thirst because i have so, so much more to add on.

nsfw under the cut—————————

oh to be yelan and the qixing women’s plaything. it’s not often that yelan loses to gambles but when she does, she pays heavily.

ningguang is usually the person to win out of all of them. she’s just as calculating as yelan, yet sometimes her luck works in her favor and she has you crawling over to her lap and taking her slender fingers inside you. her red, lipstick prints marking you all over your neck as she smirks and chastises yelan for losing such a pretty thing like you…

beidou is actually quite intelligent, though it’s not often that she wins yelan’s gambles. when she does however, yelan is in for a show as she enjoys how rough beidou manhandles your body. it is the complete opposite of how yelan treats you, as beidou has you quivering and bucking your hips back to meet her strap, the faux cock way, way bigger than what you usually take…

ganyu and keqing often win bets together. it’s a team effort to take down yelan, but it’s so worth it when they finally have you to themselves. keqing teasing your nipples with her electro as ganyu plops herself down on your face and makes you eat her out. a threesome so pretty yelan can’t even get jealous over you…

ningguang’s secretaries rarely ever win bets. so what usually ends up happening is yelan keeping you all to herself and toying with you in front of all the losing secretaries. the women all unable to keep their eyes off your sopping hole, while yelan stretches you deviously wide with her cold, long, fingers. sometimes, if they’re feeling bold, a few of the secretaries would start masturbating in front of you while they watch. yelan chuckling darkly to herself as she just spreads your legs wider for them to look…

[contentloadingandstuff]

Keqing NSFW Headcanons? If you're taking requests ^^

NSFW Headcanons - Keqing & Yoimiya

A/N: Hello anons! Thank you for your requests, and as always, I hope you enjoy. Also, I'm posting this from mobile (god I hate it so much), so it may come out funny-looking.

CW: Male!Reader, Sub!Keqing, Sub!Yoimiya, masochism and bdsm stuff (like whipping and spanking).

Nsfw under the cut, if mobile will allow it.

Keqing

She is known for her one-track mind and stellar work ethic, but even the greatest of minds will sometimes get distracted. When she finds her hand messing around under her skirt or the heat pooling in her stomach to be too much to handle on her own - that’s where you come into play. 

It might be hard to believe, but Keqing is an actual human with human needs.

But she is still a busy woman, so quickies will be the more common sessions. You know, to get her mind straight. But you'll get to enjoy longer sessions as well. 

When she was alone, Keqing had to use toys to satisfy her urges, and she collected a lot of them over the years. 

In her secret box of fun you will find dildos of various shapes, sizes and materials (she even has a tentacle-shaped one!), butt plugs, grinders, vibrators and nipple clamps. She will obviously purchase new ones once you start fucking. 

Those new acquisitions will include mainly cuffs, collars, whips and paddles - anything to help you turn her into a whining, abused mess. 

You see, Keqing is absolutely the dominant one in your relationship, but she assumes a very submissive and obedient role in bed. 

All of those distractions of body and mind are best removed with some merciless abuse of her bound form. 

You established a list of things you can and can't do to each other. Aside from the obvious, Keqing doesn't want to get any hickeys or bruises on her neck or face. Talking about what's happening in the bed outside the privacy of your own home is strictly prohibited as well. 

Because if anyone was to hear about the kinky shit she indulges in, her reputation would be ruined. 

Oh, and DO NOT cum inside. Ever.

The woman lets go of all the appearances and facades she puts up. You'll get to hear her whine, beg and cry without a care in the world. 

Keqing is a masochist, as pain is nearly as powerful of a stimulant as pleasure for her. To make sure she enjoys every session, she created a set of rules for you to follow. 

Rule 1: Go all out on her pussy and ass, no matter how loud her screaming may be. At most she'll pass out, but don't let that stop you. If anything, that will let you enjoy her holes in peace and quiet. 

Rule 2: Care only about the safe word. Don't listen to any of her screaming, pleading, calling for help or crying. 

Speaking of… Rule 3: Make her weep. Doesn't matter if it is from immense pain, unbearable pleasure or extreme emotions - if she cried, the session was a good one. 

And how to break her up to that point? Simple - spanking, whipping, edging or post orgasm will do. 

Before you do anal, Keqing wants a proper preperation. That means a thorough spanking and a small, dry dildo that will rough up her tight hole nicely. When you finally enter her, lubed up just enough for you (and only you) to be comfortable, she'll probably cry out in pain. You might want to stuff her soaked panties down her throat to keep neighbours from complaining. 

You can whip her tits, back or ass cheeks until first blood (or the safeword ofc). Keqing loves it when you are cruel, and pull out the single strand whip. Especially against her soft ass. 

A leather whip assaulting her butt + an anal hook (dry of course) to keep her bent over + a bullet vibe strapped to her clit, on the highest setting + a spreader bar + a blindfold = a very happy Keqing. It takes a lot of time to set up, but the pay off is immense. 

When the smoke clears and the dust settles, Keqing will want to do lots of aftercare. Not for her, tho. 

She understands that hurting her might make you feel awful sometimes, even if you're into it. She will tell you that all of it was consensual, and she really enjoyed all of it. Keqing will assure you that nothing you said or did to her will affect your relationship outside of sex in any negative way. 

Okay, now that she assured you… can you pass the aloe balm? She can't really get up… 

You're quite good at it, and her body needs a few days to recover. When it does… you'll indulge her again, won't you? 

"I c-can't… a-anymore - AH! - I-I… m-m-mercy, please!"

Yoimiya

Yoimiya lives to have fun and relax. Whether it be making fireworks, playing with kids, or banging - the girl will pursue whatever makes her feel all warm and fuzzy inside. 

Once she knows you're comfortable with physical intimacy, she'll get handsy pretty quick. 

Yoimiya always liked physical contact, so she'll always want to have your hand on her, or vice versa. She enjoys your body, and shows it with a lot of touching. It will be tame in public, just holding your waist or forearm. But when the doors close, she'll be all over you. 

Not one part above your knees will be left neglected. Yoimiya will play with and lick or suck every inch of skin she gets access to, with special emphasis on your chest and stomach. She especially loves teasing your nipples and watching you gasp in pleasure. 

Your cock will be enveloped by her warm throat with little to no delay. Yoi will throat you until she runs out of breath. While she recovers, her tongue will keep your head happy with some slow frenulum licks, all while she looks you in the eyes. But once her breath is back, she's diving right back in. 

When you push them down for some throat fucking, most girls would desperately search for something to hold on to. Yoimiya is not like most girls. She'll keep her hands neatly tucked away under her ass like the good girl she is, letting you do whatever you want to her. 

Good girl? No. Yoimiya is the best girl. 

She likes bondage quite a lot, but, to be fair, you don't really need to tie her down at any point. She is really obedient, obeying whatever order you give her. Stay? Sit? Suck? Bend over? She is on the case!

That said, she has an unusual little quirk to her. For her, touching your bodies (or even using your mouths) or binding her is not inherently sexual. 

She likes when you massage her boobs while cuddling, or suck her nipples to sleep. These areas are sensitive, but they aren't immediately arousing if she's not thinking about it. 

Yoimiya finds comfort in being tied up. She feels very secure in your presence. The girl likes to nap with her hands cuffed or tied, head resting on your lap while you do your thing (read a book, watch TV or go through your phone). 

Most people subconsciously hold or touch their intimate areas when they feel safe*, but Yoi takes it a step further. She likes holding your balls whenever you cuddle or sleep. Sure, it was distracting at first, but after a few months of this you got used to her touch. 

Yoimiya just loves the fact that you let her hold and touch your most intimate and precious bit. It really makes her heart flutter when she lies next to your relaxed form, nuts in her gentle grip. 

She feels that there's little need for toys when there's a rock-hard, thick cock to keep her busy. 

Daddy kink for sure. If you're not comfortable with being called that, she'll use other honorifics, most prominently 'sir'. 

Yoimiya pretty much won the genetic lottery with her body. Her entire flesh is soft, and her skin is very pleasant to touch. She has a pair of sizable, squeezable tits, a medium but round butt and meaty thighs. Her pussy has plumper outer lips that press so nicely against your cheeks when you go down on her. 

Whether it be with oral, vaginal, anal, thigh jobs, tit fucks or hotdogging - she hopes you use all of her assets well! 

Her favorite position? Anything, really. As long as you can see each others' faces. There is nothing hotter than seeing you panting, mouth agape and completely entranced with her wet hole. She likes to keep that delicious eye contact as well!

Yoi keeps her pussy neat and clean, but she likes to see a trimmed bush of hair on your manhood. It feels really nice to nuzzle into while you're balls-deep in her throat. 

"I need your cock, daddy! Please fuck me! Please please please please please!"

* It has been scientifically proven that fondling with these areas (beasts for women, testicles for men) releases a hormone known as oxitocine, which is responsible for relaxing the body. It also releases while sleeping or cuddling.

Quite the fun fact, isn't it?

Thanks for reading!

[lenaariewrld]

C.16 — are u mad at me (w) *

ON THE AIR — childe x reader smau

| SYNOPSIS;; Teyvat University’s popular radio personality, Y/n L/n, has only one gripe with her life. Her classmate, neighbour, and all-around nuisance in her life, Tartaglia. Their rivalry extends just past academics and, to her horror, into her work. He becomes the music director and co-host for her radio show, working alongside her most nights and forcing himself even deeper into her life. But is he really trying to just be friends, or is there an ulterior motive to his actions?

| WARNING !! this chapter contains explicit content/smut, so minors/ageless blogs PLEASE DNI!! the explicit parts will be marked with *** so anyone who wishes to avoid that can skip it and it won't affect your understanding of the story! other than that, pls enjoy the unedited, very tame filth of this^^

| WC: 6.0k

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You, Ganyu, and Keqing were already in the studio when Childe came in with his little grocery haul, a binder tucked in his arms too. He’d taken to bringing physical copies of the script for himself, as well as the cd’s he burned the playlists onto. When he closes the door behind him with a little kick, the conversation the three of you were indulged in came to a temporary halt. You leaned back in your chair and greet him by holding out your hand, wordlessly asking for the treats.

He rolls his eyes, handing over the plastic baggie he was carrying. “Thanks!” You chirp happily, setting the bag on the little table once it was passed to your hands. You dig around, handing Keqing her snack and taking out your own things. You also set Childe’s snacks in front of the empty seat for him. He sets your drink down in front of you and takes his seat.

The whole exchange is mostly wordless and takes only a few seconds before the conversation kicks back in. Keqing gets to business immediately, any of the light-hearted ribbing or mindless chatter traded for her notes about the recording and letting you guys know the mics were extra sensitive that day and to be mindful of your volume. You nod along, dragging your swivel chair behind you as she quickly ushers you and Childe into the booth.

For the third recording in a row, you and Childe work perfectly well together, flowing through the conversations and jokes rather easily. Only, you find yourself getting distracted on occasion. You’re staring. Drifting off when you’re not speaking. Your eyes even, as if on instinct, fall on Childe, watching the way he queues up songs halfway through your sentences, ready to transition into them. Or the way he adjusts himself in his seat while he’s speaking. And you notice how relaxed he looks, a lot more than in the past couple of episodes. Or maybe you’re just now noticing that fact.

And, fuck, he looks good. He’s just wearing a pair of sweatpants and a hoodie, a casual enough outfit that really doesn’t let you see much at all and would, in fact, look messy on other people. But it’s fitted enough for him. 

He rolls up his sleeves halfway through or so, and you can’t help the way your eyes drift to his arms, the way his muscles flex as he moves to mess with the buttons and knobs on the desk–adjusting certain things with the mix as it plays –and the way his jaw clenches whenever he swallows a laugh, his adam’s apple bobbing as he settles on chuckling at your half-thought retort to whatever he just said. You notice the way his fingers drum on his thigh when he’s leaning back in his own chair, turning back and forth while you do your own thing.

You can’t help but feel like a nun being drawn to sin. The shame of staring and yet the enticing allure of it turning over in your stomach until it’s sufficiently tangled in little knots.

And maybe it’s because you haven’t gotten properly laid in months, your schedule far too busy once school started for you to have many flings (though, truth be told, you weren’t into the appeal of hookups, really. Only once or twice when you were really desperate but not now). Maybe that’s why your mind keeps being fixated on him and every little habit of his.

Childe catches your eyes only once and you immediately turn away, keeping your eyes squarely on the script or the mic directly in front of you as you keep recording. Your shirt feels too warm on your skin all of a sudden.

Shake it off, ignore it.

You chastise yourself internally. But everytime you blink, your mind goes back to that night at the club. That night a week ago, when you’d lost any good sense still in your head and have yet to regain. Now it was all foggy and grey, the exact memories of what happened a blur, but you remember the feeling and you remember the way your chest felt like a percussionist’s wet dream with how crazy your heart had been racing. You were sure there was some fucked up part of your brain that was still hungover, that had to be the only reason you were still like this.

It takes a grueling amount of time, but finally the recording finishes and Ganyu and Keqing begin to edit over the audio and whatnot, working together once again to put the finished product together before any of y’all call it a night. You sigh and lean your elbows against the edge of the desk, careful not to jostle any of the equipment too badly. Despite how long you’ve spent in this little studio, you weren’t entirely sure how delicate everything was. You barely register the ginger man beside you getting up.

“You… seemed a little out of it,” Childe notices when he comes back, slumping back into his seat with his drink in hand. He balances it on his knee between drinks.

“Did I?” You glance at him from the corner of your eye.

Even casually like this, he’s managed to look attractive. He hasn’t styled his hair at all like he would during the day for classes or outings, and he’s not wearing any makeup like he does on stage, allowing you to see the many freckles dotting his skin from his face down his neck and disappearing behind the navy blue fabric of his hoodie. “I dunno,” He shrugs, taking another sip from his drink before setting the cup on the floor, out of the way. “I mean, you kept spacing out and weren’t as… sharp as you usually are,” He explains.

He shoves his hands in his hoodie pocket, his elbows on the arm rests. “Maybe I’m wrong, though,” He shrugs once again.

You simply hum in response.

It falls silent, the two of you watching the other women as they work away. Two minutes turns to ten and then to twenty, and eventually your brain starts to drift elsewhere. Again, it goes back to that night. Recalling the feeling of Childe’s lips on yours, your skin warm and alive. The way he so desperately held onto you, a hold that seemed like he didn’t want to let go either.

“Finished,” Keqing’s voice jostles you out of your daydream as she announces herself, standing up. You perk up, scooting your chair forward. She shuts off her computer and slides it into its case in her backpack. “I have to go help one of the professors I’m TA’ing for grade papers, so I can’t help shut everything down… Can you guys handle it?” She looks between you and Childe, as if questioning if she can trust the two of you to be left alone without burning the place down. You can’t entirely fault her for her hesitance.

“Oh yeah! Me and Y/n can do it..” Childe assures. He looks at Ganyu when she opens her mouth to speak. “I mean, you probably need your rest too, right? And I think we’ll be fine by ourselves for one night,” He adds. Your eyes widen at his confidence, looking over at him like a deer caught in headlights. Collecting yourself a second later, you nod along. He was just being helpful, he wasn’t insinuating anything. Surely.

Ganyu agrees to head home and try to rest with your assurances, packing up her things and giving you a quick hug. You wish her a goodnight and close the door behind her. Now, you find yourself alone with Childe for the second time in that recording studio.

You’re quiet as you and Childe begin to pack everything up, finding your tasks and rhythm to do things separately. On occasion, you end up reaching for the same cable and you jump back immediately at the contact, refusing to meet his eyes as you turn to do something else. By the eighth occurrence of that happening, the man huffs quietly.

“Y/n, are you mad at me or something?” He asks.

“What? No,” You shake your head, flashing a short placating smile before returning to the cable you were wrapping up. Ever since the two of you started to get along more, Childe seemed to understand your tells and how to read your behavior quickly. It’s terrifying to you that he learned you so well and so fast.

“Then..” He presses his lips together, shuffling his chair closer to yours. “What’s up with you,” He pushes, gently taking the cables from your hands. You lean back dramatically in your chair, letting out a long sigh. Your mind runs through multiple ideas of how you could play off why you’re being out of character. Bad days, overwhelming classwork, or even just being exhausted don’t seem to perfectly dismiss it. You sigh again.

“It’s stupid,”

“Eh, everything sort of is. Doesn’t mean it’s bad,” He replies calmly, leaning down in his chair and tucking the cables under the desk securely. You watch him for a second.

What’s the worst that could happen..?

“The other night,” You begin and he pauses. You know he knows what you’re talking about, remembering the same details you do (or more, since he seems to hold his liquor far better than you). “I’ve been thinking about it a lot.”

“Are you uncomfortable with me now because of it? I promise I’m not thinking something of it, and I won’t try anything,”

Childe is quick to assure you and you snort in amusement, running your hand over your face. This situation was absurd. This conversation was absurd! And his responses seemed to be the cherry on top of this cake of weirdness and awkward tension. You fidget with the strings of your cutoff shorts, the hem tangled and messy where you’d distressed it haphazardly.

“No,” You finally admit, dropping your hands and running them over your bare legs. He turns to you then, his brows raised. He says nothing, allowing you to continue, but his interest is piqued. “I mean…” Again, your fingers run over your thighs, your palms massaging away the nerves starting to bubble up. At least, you were attempting to do that. “It’s just been on my mind lately because… it’s…been a while,” You finally manage to say it, throwing all caution to the wind. “Since I was kissed like that,” You add when he continues to stare at you wordlessly.

He blinks. “‘Kissed like that’?” He parrots, sitting up properly in his chair again. He continues to stare at your expression, the rising blush forming on your cheeks and down your neck, the fidgeting of your hands, the way your eyes dart around but not meeting his gaze. When it finally clicks a second later, his face lights up and he looks at you with a simpering smile. “You’re horny, aren’t you?”

You squawk indignantly at his brazen words, swatting at his arm. “Don’t fucking say it like that!” You chastise, fighting the urge to smile. Ridiculous. Childe doesn’t take your faux annoyance seriously, laughing and throwing his head back, fully and completely amused by the turn the conversation took. You roll your eyes, chuckling alongside him.

“I won’t judge,” He says when he finally calms down. “It’s been a hot minute for me too.. It was nice to know I wasn’t… rusty,” He grimaces as he says that last word, scratching the side of his neck almost awkwardly. You chuckle again, nodding in understanding. At least you both seem to be in a similar boat and you’re not a freak for thinking about something like that (not that you would be in normal circumstances, but it feels much deeper knowing the history you two share). The air in the room seems to drop, growing thick in the after of your shared confessions, the two of you silent in contemplation.

Childe stares off at the wall and you once again fidget with your shorts.

What if… 

You’re definitely not drunk, and you’re definitely not under any high-running emotions when the idea comes to you, but it still pops in your head and you still pause as you consider it. Truthfully, you’re not sure what boldness draws you to initiate this time, and you have no excuse other than, perhaps, pure curiosity (that’s gotta be it!). You lean forward in your chair, catching his attention when you grab the arm rest of his chair and pull yourself a little closer, your knees bumping against his.

He looks at you, looks at the hand on his arm rest, and then you again.

You swallow quickly, your stomach tangling itself all up again as you pluck up the courage to speak your mind “Would you… want to test it again?” You ask. Childe’s brows jump up on his forehead as he stares at you incredulously, watching your face. He’s checking your expression, you realise, looking for any hints that you might be teasing him or a sign of mischief. Anything that said you were playing a sick joke on him for what he’d admitted to you.

When you don’t falter or crack a joke, though it takes everything in you to not back down and backtrack in the face of his silence, he nods. It’s almost shy, unsure. He sits up in his chair and scoots forward to meet you halfway. The corners of your mouth fight to pull into a smile, his little mannerisms striking something in your chest. There’s at least three separate times you can rescind your question, but it all goes out the window as he presses his lips to yours.

His kiss is soft this time, unlike the messy fire that the first kiss had been. It ignites you all the same and you kiss him back, insistent against his lips. His reservations seem to melt at your eagerness, at the way you don’t hesitate to tangle your fingers in the curls of his hair, pulling him in deeper.

And then it’s there again, the need and the heady feeling clouding your good decision making when you taste his tongue, whatever slushie he’d been drinking fruity and intoxicating like any alcohol. Maybe even more so. He kisses you like you’re the air he breathes, holding onto the back of your neck, and he leans forward to hover over you. The angle is awkward and would hurt your neck if you gave a shit, but neither of you care at that time, too absorbed in this.

Your lungs scream for air, and he’s sure he’d gladly asphyxiate on your kiss, but you pull him away, tugging at his hair. A low noise rumbles in his throat, his eyes opening just enough to take you in. The sheen of your lips, the string of saliva on your tongues, the flush of your face and the heave of his chest as he takes in the oxygen he unfortunately needs. Childe looks over your face and it’s clear that this isn’t nearly enough. It’s like having a taste of a sweet dessert and expecting either of you to not want more bites.

***

So he dives back in when you wordlessly nod, kissing you breathless once more. Your body arched towards him, a shiver running down your spine as one of his hands slid over your body, down your sides and legs. He held your hips, his lips on your jaw. “Look at you, so clingy all of a sudden..” His voice was thick, lower as he whispered in your ear, a mocking tone in his words that made your skin run hotter than before.

“Childe,” You moan and sigh his name all at once, your nails scratching against his scalp deliciously. It’s exhilarating, a thrill that sets your nerves alight at every touch and motion from him. Your head is starting to float as he continues his attack against your skin, his teeth sending sparks as he nips at your neck.

And he’s strong, dammit, annoyingly so as his hands continue to hold your hips down, restricting the way you want to roll against his body, desperate for friction– for more.

“Childe, please,” He’s ruthless as his kisses trail further down, and he chuckles dryly.

“Already begging?” He cocks his head to the side.

You sneer a little bit at his cocky attitude, tugging harshly at his hair. That elicits another noise from the man, a soft whine as he grabs your waist tighter, almost a bruising touch. Your stomach burns. “Childe, I’m not asking again, give me more,” Your voice is quiet but nonetheless demanding, and Childe relents his teasing. He leans back, situating himself in his chair again and pulling you with him. Obediently, you slide from your chair onto his lap, sighing pleasantly as his fingers trail down your sides and onto your thighs. He glances at you through his lashes, holding you up slightly.

He’s checking for permission, but when you nod, he only smiles in coy innocence. “I don’t speak head shakes, baby,” His fingers massage the fat of your thighs, toying just at the hem of your shorts, dangerously close to where you need him.

With an impatient whine, you lift your hips against his hands. “Fuck me, please,” You concede. Childe hums appreciatively, pulling your knees apart and placing a chaste kiss against your shoulder.

“Good job,” He coos sweetly. The man wastes no time in unbuttoning your shorts and untucking your shirt. He kisses messily at your neck as he pulls the denim down your legs, aiding you in the movement to lift your hips so he can pull them off and toss them to the side. As soon as the cool air hits you, you shiver, your hands sliding from his hair to hold yourself up by his shoulders.

His eyes were glued to you, dark and hungry.

“Aren’t you so pretty?” He says as his hands toy at the edge of your panties. “I’d have done this sooner if I knew how cute you looked all flushed like this.” He teases lightly, smiling.

He doesn’t let you respond before he’s moved on to kissing under your jaw. Your heart jumps at his words, kickstarting a fast pace in your chest. He seems to know this, his eyes glancing at your face and the blush that spreads across your face. Your body temperature raises a million more degrees at the quirk of his brows. And all he’s done is kiss you. His breath is hot, burning you alive.

Goosebumps rise on your skin as his lips stall against your skin, one of his hands dipping between your thighs, experimentally brushing over your clothed cunt. A soft moan escapes you as he circles his finger over your clit, rolling your hips against his hand.

“Fuck,” You grip at the fabric of his hood, grinding on his palm.

“Feels good?” The man laughs, his smile still curled on his lips when you nod a little too eager. His free hand takes hold of your chin, gentle but firm as he pulls you into a kiss. You melt against him, whining as he continues his ministrations over the thin cotton. Childe uses your reactions as a map, his quick learning apparently applicable here as well.

If you weren’t lost in the stimulation he was providing, you might feel embarrassed. Your hips buck every now and then, your mouth hanging open in pants and gasps, noises that Childe happily drinks up, tugging at your bottom lip with his teeth. You were thankful for how long the recording had run that night, assured that no one else was on this floor and could possibly hear your noises through all of the walls separating the two of you from the hallway.

Your head is stuffed with cotton clouds, your body moving on instinct, when the ginger stills his hand against your clit, pressing harshly on the bundle of nerves. “Ahf–what the fuck,” Your forehead rests against his, stuttering your hips as your incoming orgasm comes to a screeching halt. Your breaths intermingle as he smiles, smoothing his hand over the back of your head.

“Calm down, baby,” Childe coos in a mockingly sweet tone, laughing as you pinch his bicep in retaliation. For all the teasing he’s doing, you can tell he’s just as affected as you, his eyes lidded and his ears a bright red.

“You’re the worst,” The venom in your voice is gone. You know you don’t actually mean it. You wouldn’t be in this situation if you didn’t. The man hums, amused by your attitude.

“‘M sure I am,” He groans against your mouth, his fingers hooking under the waistband of your underwear. The cotton stretches around your thighs, but you’re too buzzed by his proximity to fully discard them, and he’s too eager to feel you. Childe is still kissing you senseless, your mouth hanging open as he drags his fingers through the slick of your folds, toying with your clit again before sinking two fingers inside you.

You reward him with a whine, your fists clenched tightly in the fabric of his hoodie. And, god, it’s addicting. The way he reacts to your body, shuddering and swallowing your quiet moans, like getting you off is his only life’s goal.

You understand why so many girls feel enraptured with him.

Your hips roll against his hand, pushing his fingers deeper. “Oh fuck,” Your blood is pumping even quicker, a loud drum in your ears as you chase the high. He’s stretching you so well, thrusting at a steady pace while you ride his hand like it’s the last time you’ll ever experience this kind of pleasure. It might as well be, the way you’re on fire for him. The way his lips latch onto the juncture of your neck and shoulders, whispering praises. His thumb works in tandem with his fingers to circle your clit messily, his other hand tight on your waist, guiding your rhythm or palming your chest over the thin shirt.

“Yes, fuckfuckfuck, yes–Childe,” You blabber mindlessly, high and floating. This burning, this tension, this tightrope you’ve both been walking converges all into this moment, and you’re suddenly forgetting anything prior to this. It’s just you and Childe as he fucks you with his fingers, leaving bites and hot kisses all over your body.

He groans against your chest, feeling the way you tighten around him, you’re body picking up pace as your hips bounce erratically on his fingers. You’re chasing your high, too heady to care how eager or desperate you look.

You don’t care.

You want this, you want him.

“Childe, Childe, Childe, need to cum–” You moan and hold tighter onto his shoulders, white knuckling. Your thighs are burning, and your stomach feels tight with your oncoming orgasm, a tightening precipice edging closer with every curl of his index and middle finger. He nods, wordlessly focusing his efforts on fucking you faster, and deeper, massaging your clit.

Your body is buzzing with the stimulation. You fail to form full words, babbling mindlessly between pants and whines and other ungodly noises. It falls from your lips freely, and Childe soaks it all in like it’s his favorite song.

Who fucking knew how irresistable you sounded like this?

He holds your hips even tighter the closer you get, helping you to move your hips. And it crashes over you quick and dirty, white-hot electric as the feeling courses through your veins. It’s everything and it’s better than your fantasies could ever give you, and in an instant it’s crashing through your entire system, washing over you and fizzling out almost as quickly as it came. Your body is buzzing, whirring as you whine pathetically, still riding his fingers as he rides you through the motions.

Childe kisses your neck as you come down, your head falling back. Your chest heaves, your fingers flexing in his hoodie once again. “Such a good girl, and you look so pretty,” He compliments in a sweet voice, dripping with honey as he helps you come back down.

It isn’t until your breathing has returned semi-normal again that he finally pulls his fingers out, his hand stroking your jaw. “You did so good for me, hm?” He strokes your chin with his thumb, sliding up to your bottom lips. Glossy and swollen from his kisses and tongue. They part easily for him. “Want to clean me up, princess?” The mocking in his tone returns but you can’t deny this time that it does something to you.

Your eyes are low, and you eagerly tilt your head, taking his fingers in your mouth. Warm and inviting as your tongue slides over his digits, your eyes locked in his.

“Good girl,” He coos. Pride swells in your chest.

“Need you now,” You say once he’s sufficiently clean. Childe tilts his head adoringly. His faux cute voice and his charming boyish-ness contrast the cocky attitude he has on display, but you can’t get enough. You need this like you need nicotine in your veins, a whole new drug to fuel your system when he taunts and riles you up. All with a sweet smile that has your knees weak.

“What do you mean, baby?” His voice is low, casual like he’s talking normally to you. You loop your arms around his neck and lean forward, pressing your chest to his. He tilts his head up, face-to-face as your noses brush. You can tell he’s just as addicted to you. His eyes glimmering bright, his cheeks and ears flushed a bright tomato red.

And the tent in his sweats helps clue you in, too.

“Need you inside me, baby,” You whisper husky, dropping a hand to drift over the toned planes of his chest, feeling him even through the hoodie. And damn, if he looked as good as he felt, you hoped you got another chance for this. Childe chuckles, charmed by your actions. “Get this off first,”

He squeezes your thigh affectionately. “Yes, ma’am,” His reply is semi sarcastic and you roll your eyes, playing into this dynamic. Both of you are amused, the corners of your mouths fighting off smiles while he pulls off his hoodie and shirt.

“Mmm,” You hum appreciatively as he exposes his torso, your eyes raking over his form. The curves and dips of his chest to his stomach, to the v-line dipping below his sweatpants. He’s built, and you can tell he’s strong just by the look of him. The muscles of his stomach flex with every breath. You let your hand trail down his skin, tapping on the freckles painting his skin, connecting the dots all the way down to his waistband.

“Take ‘em off, pretty,” He encourages, lifting his hips. His hands are still planted firmly on your thighs. No, this was a job for you to do.

You pull at the elastic of his sweatpants until they come undone, glancing between his face and his body. He was a god-given specimen. Much as you may not have wanted to initially admit it to yourself. Childe was attractive, and he earned that acknowledgment from you. You’re biting your lips, hungry as you pull his waistband down just enough to free his hard-on.

“Fuck,” A quiet groan escapes your parted lips, your hand circling around his cock. He grips your thighs tighter just slightly. Whimpering, his hips nearly buck up as you experimentally twist your wrist just slightly. “Sensitive,” You comment, taking your own turn to tease him.

“Fuck–always am with you,” He’s melting against the chair as he groans that, falling apart on your featherlight touches, stroking his tip down to the base. Painfully slow, torturous even. You hum, tightening your hold around him just slightly, a wicked smile on your face when he whines and bucks his hips. “Feel-feels good, baby,” He manages to get out.

“Yeah?” You’re purring as you continue your motions, but you don’t go faster.

Instead, you lift yourself up just slightly, balancing on his shoulder with your free hand. You line up his cock with your eager hole, already so wet and ready for him. You roll your hips against his tip. You swear you see his brain short circuit, a weird sound catching in his throat, somewhere between a grunt and a gasp.

“W-wait,” He blinks his eyes open slightly, his hands sliding up to your waist. “Condom,” He motions his head in the direction of his bag. You blink once or twice as you realise what he’s saying.

“R-right,” You lean forward to kiss him before you climb off, managing to get over to his bag without stumbling. You couldn’t put this off, but you were going to be responsible at the very least, goddammit.

Returning with the condom, you take your place on his lap. He reaches for the condom package but you hold it above your head. “Hands off, pretty boy,”

“Aw, you think I’m pretty,” Childe bats his lashes, falling back in his seat. You shake your head, swallowing while his hands smooth over your hips and waist, reassuring and grounding touches. You rip open the package and roll it over his hard dick, rolling your wrist to get him worked up again. He smiles into the next groan he lets out, bliss rocking through his body.

Then you lower onto his cock, spreading your thighs as much as the chair will allow as you take him into your eager cunt. Your walls flutter around the width of him. Even with his fingers stretching you and your own experiences, Childe is still big. He fills you up, sending shivers across your body as you sink inch-by-inch.

A chest-deep moan escapes the man as your pussy clenches around him, sucking him in. “Holy shit,” He grunts, one of his hands gripping the arm of his chair. It takes everything in him not to move his hips, desperately wanting to bury himself in your warmth. Fuck, fuck, fuck. He should’ve done this sooner. You should’ve done this sooner. You’re both gone as you finally sink down, breathless again as you bottom out on his length. You’ve never felt this full. You feel like you’re on cloud nine and you haven’t even moved. Childe doesn’t try to rush you as you adjust to him, panting with your head on his shoulder and squeezing his biceps.

“Good?” He questions softly, and you nod against his neck.

“Good,” You mumble, “So fucking good,” He hums in response, massaging your waist.

When you finally move, he whimpers again, holding onto you like a lifeline as you swirl your hips, sinking down. Lift, fall, lift, fall. You set a rhythm slowly, picking up pace as you feel the way he pushes into you again and again, hitting that deep spongy spot inside you, filling up your wet cunt, stretching you so very deliciously.

This is better than cocaine (not that you’ve ever done that).

“Yes, baby, just like that,” Childe encourages. “Fuck, fuck–fuck,” He curses over and over while you ride him, going faster now, squeezing him tight. Your pussy has a vice grip on his cock, dragging him in. He desperately lifts his hips to meet every drop of yours, thrusting up into you and making you bounce. “Fuck, you’re so fucking good–” Childe smooths his hands over your spine, kneading the fat of your ass, squeezing your thighs.

He can’t keep his hands off you, and he can’t keep his mouth from running, his thoughts unfiltered and filthy as you ride his cock like a carousel ride. He’s a goner, his head swimming with clouds, lust blinding every sense and moral he might’ve had. All he knows, all he cares about, is fucking you stupid.

“Ahf, please– Childe,fuckfuck–fuck!” You squeal and roll your hips, moaning and panting against his clammy skin, electrified by his actions. You can feel another orgasm building inside you, that cord pulling into a knot with every thrust of his cock against that sweet spot. “Please, need to cum, baby, need to come on your cock, pleaseplease,” You feed into his own sinful encouragements, repeating it like a mantra as you desperately buck your hips, whining when he thrusts up into you, fucking you extra full.

The both of you pant and moan, closer and closer to that precipice of euphoria as your orgasms build. Childe still manages to speak but you fall to notice, getting louder and more incoherent between his broken whines and cries of ‘how good you take me’ and ‘such a pretty little face’. You can tell he’s getting close now as he slumps back in his seat, his hands a bruising iron-grip on your ass as he holds you in place, mustering all of his remaining strength to fuck you again and again and again.

He gives you little warning of his orgasm, and yours follows just seconds after as you roll and circle your hips, your toes curling and your thighs clenching around his hips. A load moan falls from your lips and your body stutters as your second orgasm watces over you, your pussy clenching tight on his hard cock.

Childe’s gone in a second, cumming so fast and hard, he sees stars in his vision, his body moving on instinct as he slows down. His jaw goes slack and he pants out over his orgasm, the current setting his nerves on fire coming in waves before it calms down. You ride out your highs together, panting and sweaty and hot, but neither of you moves for a long time.

***

You collapse against his chest, blinking back unshed tears from your screwed shut eyes, bliss stuffing your head full of cotton still. Childe stares up at the ceiling for a moment, allowing you both the moment to recollect yourselves. When he’s sure his heart isn’t going to burst out of his chest and run down the hallway screaming bloody murder, his arms circle around you. He brushes some hair from your face and tucks it behind your ear, causing you to look up at him, your chin on his chest.

“You good?” He asks, quirking his brow curiously. You can only smile, pleased, a quiet hum in your throat. But he catches it and the way it rattles in your chest, rumbling in his as well like an echo. He chuckles and rubs your back soothingly, his hand underneath your shirt but not uncomfortably. He seems satisfied with what transpired.

Truthfully, you are too.

“You know…” He leans his cheek on his shoulder. “It’s been a while since I’ve been with a girl like that,” He admits.

“Ah, you’re not going to fall in love with me because of this, are you?” You tease, squeezing his bicep as if to let him know you’re just playing a joke. He laughs and tickles the space just beneath your shoulder blades, conjuring a shiver that has your body tingling. He looks over your face, taking you in and all of your features, before he looks at the wall.

“If you… feel that way again, I don’t mind helping out..” He tells you after a few more seconds, staring at the desk of equipment. He doesn’t meet your eyes until you sit up a little bit, looking at him curiously. “I’m serious,” He adds. “Clearly you enjoy it, and I do too,” He glances over the both of you, his eyes noticeably staring at the curve of you, the plush of your thighs, the fat of your stomach, the curve of your chest and your waist. And, he stares at where you two are still connected.

Your face feels warm and you look away. “Point,” Is all you respond…

After that, you both calm down and shuffle into getting dressed. You don’t respond outwardly to his promise, but it sticks in the back of your mind as you shimmy back into your shorts, turning your back on him politely as he fixes his sweats and pulls his hoodie back on. The air is shifted between you two, no longer thick with tension and not uncomfortable but… different.

You finish cleaning up, spraying a couple spritz of your perfume to hide your deeds and activities before you both lock up and head to your cars. Much like the night at the bar, this one doesn’t leave your mind, and you can’t help but wonder if you did the right thing…

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A/Ns: sooo... y/n and childe huh? anyway y'all like the color blue? lmaoooo this chapter took a bit to write cuz i was lowk struggling but anyway i hope its still enjoyable !! likes/reblogs/comments are always appreciated, and don't forget i love you <33

TAGLIST: @popiizpops @scaradooche @yourfavoritefreakyhan @neversore @monocerosei @dontmindtheevie @kittywagun @yumidepain

[priestessame]

CAN I REQUEST CEO CHILDE X SECRETARY FEM READER??? like they're in a relationship and they fuck privately

AHAHAH aren't we all suckers for that bossXsecretary roleplay. I made a little spin on the trope tho^^ hope you like it~

Warnings: Fem, AFAB reader, shameless smut, dirty talk, mean rough sex :(, penetrative sex, fingering, public sex? slight voyeurism, praise kink.

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What stood before you and your lovely long weekend was an obnoxious six-foot mass of pure muscle.

You were already kissing your drinking plan with Keqing goodbye when his head peeked over the doorframe of his cabin. The only splash of autumn in your painfully monochrome office, his blue eyes swept past your colleagues, settled on you and you knew you were in trouble even before he opened his mouth.

"Y/n," he said, his voice full of amusement.

This time you tried not to let him get to you, "Yes?" you replied sweetly.

His eyebrows rose lightly, deciding not to respond to that at all. He gave you a knowing look and you gulped down the profanities you wanted to scream at him.

You smiled painfully wide, "Yes, Sir?"

Tartaglia grinned, satisfied. "You sound surprisingly chirpy for submitting an incomplete report."

"That can't be right." You said at once before you could catch yourself.

You regretted it immediately, but obviously, he didn't. Tartaglia feigned surprise, mouth forming an 'o' as he dramatically placed a hand on his chest.

"Is that so?"

You bit the inside of your cheek, knowing that you had already thrown him a bone.

"Then am I to believe the report was complete but the numbers just magically evaporated off the file? pray tell, did the report also alter itself in an attempt to get home early?"

You pursed your lips, "No."

"No?"

"No Sir."

You watched the satisfaction of winning settle on his face, "Then you better get to it," he said not even trying to hide his smile. His eyes shifted toward the watch on his wrist. "If you can finish it by today that is."

His tone made your deskmate shuffle with concern. Lilian poked your arm the moment you saw his cabin door close behind him.

"Why do you test him?" Lilian wailed out.

You just rolled your eyes. Your deskmate (which Tartaglia most definitely only assigned to torture you more) was new. With a jumpy personality and a perpetually anxiety-stricken face, she seemed to actually take Childe seriously.

Unlike you.

"He's not even our boss." You said, and he wasn't really. Well, he was Now, but only because Zhongli was out on his business meeting in Inazuma. For some godforsaken reason, he had decided to hand over his duties to him.

"He is now," she said, big eyes watery with concern.

"not for long." You muttered under your breath. The arrangement was only until Zhongli came back... you hoped.

"That doesn't matter." She told you. "If you get in trouble with him, you're gonna get in trouble for real."

You sighed, pressing your fingers into your temple.

"I'll help you finish up your report!" she continued, "We should be done by 6, then just go to him and apologize and he'll overlook it!"

Lilian gave you an empathetic smile. Her fear of you getting in trouble with your 'Boss' was often endearing but it was starting to get under your nerves now.

It was just Childe, you wanted to tell her. Thick-skulled and dense, nothing you couldn't handle.

"Don't bother." You said,

The problem was that you were actually expecting Zhongli to give the title to you and not that attractive bastard. So as much as you hated to admit it, you were a little… jealous. So you couldn't help but be salty and mean about it.

You and Childe butted heads all the time, hazardously competitive with everything the other did. So much so that Zhongli had suggested (Threatened) to sign the two of you for a week-long HR program if you two couldn't find a way to productively work together. Thankfully for the mental health of everyone else in the office, you and Tartaglia had found a non-conventional way of doing so.

Like the time you tried to just stay out of each other's way, tried more open communication, or when you had ridden him in his office chair until he came in his pants- yeah. Were you proud of it? Not exactly, but had it fixed your little competition problem? yes, yes it had.

So when zhongli had introduced the new arrangement, Tartaglia's grin had been nothing short of demonic. The hard stare he had given you later wasn't exactly that of gloating. It felt as if something about being your boss had seemingly awakened something in him and it had made you squeeze your thighs together. You gave Lilian a shrug, "I'll handle it myself."

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Just entering his cabin sent chills down your spine. Archons, why did he like the Aircon to be that low? It was freezing in here. It really was a beautiful cabin, wide-spaced and high-rise, carpeted with the best rugs from Sumeru and other luxury items only the head of imports and exports of Lieuye harbor could ever afford. But the best part was the view of the glistening blue of lieuye harbor stretching before you as far as your eye could see.

The entire cabin smelled like him. His smell crawled up your body, going straight to your core, making you lightheaded. Tartaglia stood there in all his glory against the backdrop of the ocean. His unabashed smugness somehow made him look even more attractive. You tried to focus. Still hoping to catch up with Keqing for drinks.

"What about the issues with the report?" you squabbled. Childe gave you a small wink, "I just made that up." He practically pushed you over his desk. You yelped at his sudden action, looking back at him bewildered, "Here?" you squeaked. His palm spanked against your ass and you bit down your hand to keep from screaming.

"Embarrassed are we?" He chuckled, "Where does it all go when you're creaming around my cock?" You shot him an angry look. Well, he wasn't wrong but he didn't have to make it this fucking obvious. Not to mention you had never done it in the office especially with you bent over Zhongli's precious mahogany table he spent hours talking about. Oh, archons you were about to ruin his cabin.

"People" you gasped out, "still here." You said eyes pinning on the opaque walls of the cabin. Anyone could easily walk in-

"Oh please, acting all honorable now?" He mused, hiking your skirt up already. "You were literally sucking me off under the table yesterday."

"That was after hours." You chastised him quickly, "no one was outside." You said annoyed at how easily your face heated up with his words. Your eyes still wandered towards the blurry silhouettes you could see walking outside.

"it's almost time to go home." He said, pulling your attention to him again. Like that was any reassurance. "Everyone will leave soon."

"Not to mention-" This thump rolled over the dampness of your panties, "You seem to quiet like that thought." The cold air of the cabin kissed your exposed skin icily. He pressed into the curve of your ass and you groaned as you felt his warmth. His touch was still teasing as he dragged his fingers along your sides settling to knead into your hips. Your body caved into his familiar touch, relaxing as his fingers massaged into you slowly. He leaned against your back, pinning you on the damn mahogany table before you could interject. You hated how you became absolute putty in his hands.

You could feel his abbs as his torso lined with your back. The warmth radiating off his body almost blistering hot against your skin. He curved into you like he was carved out for you. You couldn't help but arch back into him, your body reacting naturally.

"so impatient?"

"Shut up" You bit back without an ounce of fire.

Tartaglia just chucked at your reaction. His fingers traced out your entrance through the fabric momentarily. Letting you buckle under the sudden stimulation, before hooking under the cotton fabric of your panties and pushing them aside.

His fingers brushed against your folds, "Seems like I just excited you. little voyeur"

He grinned down at you. he was so attractive it was physically hard to look at him. Still completely clothed, while you were exposed to him like the recreation of a pornographic video. Obviously Childe was eating it all up, practically gloating about how ridiculously wet this set up made you.

"T-take something off," You said breathlessly, "This is embarrassing."

"Sweetheart." he said looking down at you, "I don't think you're in the position to make that call anymore."

His fingers practically slipped from all the slick. He ran his fingers along your folds, lighty, still barely touching you. You squirmed under his teasing touch. He pressed his palm against your cunt, "Such a slutty cunt-" he mewled out, cupping your sex as he continued to degrade you. "Getting this wet for your boss." The whine formed itself from your lips, but you couldn't care anymore. The pads of his fingers getting sticky at he continued to grind his palm against your folds.

You were still bent over the table, half naked. You couldn't help bury your face in your arm and moan softly, the humiliation of the situation getting you wetter than you'd like to admit.

With his fingers stuffed in your cunt but it felt so good. Maybe he was right, you really were a sad little pervert and Tartaglia just knew how to make that side surface. "Getting shy again?" He said, noticing your gestures, "You see sweetheart, sluts that go this dumb just from fingers don't get to act all shy."

His palm slappedagainst your pussy and you saw stars. The tight coil in your stomach finally snapping from the pleasure as you came messily on his fingers. Your body trembled slightly as his fingers continued to fuck you through your orgasm.  He looked at you with such passion you thought his gaze would actually sear into your skin. Parting your sensitive folds, he fucking loves how soft and mushy you feel, all he really wants to do is roll his tongue over your glistening core, eat you until you came on his tongue again.

But he had been ignoring the tent in his pants for too long, the binds of the clothing getting painfully irritable. The way he was grinding into you was going to chafe him if he didn't undress at this point.

But there was still one thing he wanted to do. "What are you..?" Your voice trailed off as pulled your wrists roughly, you yelped under your breath as he pinned them together. You looked up at him annoyed, but he just kissed your cheeks.

"I cannot believe you." You said as he coiled his yellow-gold tie, the one that you had gifted him, around your wrists.

You could practically feel his grin as he kissed up your neck, "can't have you squirming too much now."

Finally satisfied, he flipped you down on your back, sliding his fingers under your shirt reaching for your breasts. His slightest touch seemed to set your skin on fire. you gasped lightly as his thumb rolled over your areolas. This torture was getting too much, you yourself were 3 seconds away from begging, already feeling your core squeeze needily around nothing. So badly wanting to feel his fingers again. "Ajax-" you started But he shut you up again,

"Little voyeurs don't get to whine."

He said, slotting himself between your thighs. His fingers gripped your hips as he dragged his cock along your folds, slipping from your slick. The length kissed so deliciously into your clit before drawing back to your entrance.

his leaky tip teased your entrance and you cried out from the frustration, Archons you wanted to milk him for all its worth. "J-just put it in." You said, trying not to come off too desperate.

"Hmm?" I thought you were too embarrassed to do it here." He said, pulling onto your wrists, making your back arch into a painful curve. The build up was just too much.

You gulped down your pride, "please." You whispered out, you threw you head back to look up at him,

"Please put it in Sir~"

The way his gaze shifted told you, you had got him exactly where you wanted him.

"Oh girlie-" he started, his voice going so low it had you squirming again.

There was a sudden beep and you jumped.

"Easy~" Tartaglia growled out, pressing his weight ontop you lower back to keep you from falling off.

"It's just the intercom~"

Your eyes widened, Did he just say-

Tartaglia flicked a button before pressing his hand on your mouth. You gave out a moan just as Kaeya's flirty voice called out from the receiver.

"Childe, did you get the.... he voice drowned out as Tartaglia continued to get meaner by the second. you cried out into his hands as Tartaglia bottomed into you suddenly. Kaeya's airy voice suddenly halted erupting an uneasy silence from his side.

You couldn't help but tear up from the pleasure, shame long abandoning your body as your mind went foggy chasing your orgasm. Childe continued to set a harsh pace, pistoling into you. He seemed to have lost all the composure now that he finally finally felt your walls clamp down around his cock. The lewd sound of his hips slapping against your ass was anything but quiet. You were sure kaeya could hear it clearly through the phone, making you wonder why he even bothered clamping your mouth shut at this point.

"Just mail me back, once you're... done." Kaeya said breathily . The beep ended the call, but it didn't even matter to either of you.

"Sounds like we got him riled up too~" he mewled out. But the drag of his cock along your walls had you seeing stars, you could feel his shape inch ny inch.

"Fuck-" he growled out, "squeezing my cock like that, when I was talking to him."

As you neared your release you couldn't care anymore. Your back arched up to meet his hips.

Even if someone randomly came in only to see you sprawled out like that. You knew the humiliation of being caught fucking into you like this only made his cock harder. But at this point you couldn't blame him, you were getting just as ridiculously wet.

Couldn't have fallen for someone nicer.

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He snapped his hips back into yours and you whined out, your mixed juices dribbling down on the mahogany table, practically ruining the pants he had so smugly kept on. He grew more whiney as he came down from his high, his crude words turning into honeyed praises.

"Oh fuck I love your pussy so much, you're so perfect for me sweetheart."

he kissed down your neck, whispers still breathless as his mouth tried to find any skin it could. Your skin felt flushed hot as you came down from your own high. At this point you wanted him to peel off the unnecessary layers of clothes you had on. You rolled back into your back, looking up at Childe.

Of course he was just as hard as before, cock coated with a mixture of your releases. You could practically feel t twitch insatiably, aching to be inside you again. Sliding his throbbing cock back into you at a leisurely pace. The way he rubbed along your overstimulated walls made you curl your toes with pleasure. you threw your head back, letting it hang over the edge of the table. , but there was a sudden pause. you looked up confused.

At that point, you couldn't tell if you were hallucinating or ajax had actually fucked your brains out. Because you were staring back at your actual boss.

Zongli stood at the door frame, any concept of shame long abandoning you. Arms crossed across his broad chest. The slight twitch of his eyebrow was the only loss of composure he allowed himself.

The ends of his mouth were turned down, you realised this was the first time you had ever seen the man frown. If you didn't know any better you'd say he was fucking pissed. Despite the absolute humiliation of the situation you couldn't help but squeeze around ajax harder under zhongli's gaze.

Tartaglia's grip around your waist only tightened. "You're back early."

"We broke your rock." you babbled out, using your tied wrists to point at the paper holder that had rolled over.

He unclenched his jaw taut with anger, his gaze softened as it pinned on your face. Even sprawled out for that rascal, your clothes in a disarray, you looked that beautiful. He was almost guilted by his own thoughts, Of how much he hated how the rascal had found his way, if he must be so crude, into you before him.

"I see."

Your eyes wandered up to meet Zhongli's as the man neared you, cupping your face with a gentleness Ajax had denied you this entire time. His thumb brushed over your cheek lovingly, eyes almost overwhelmed with emotion. They shifted from your face, pinning Tartaglia in an angry stare. The other man just smiled back at him shamelessly.

You couldn't help but tremble at the softness of his touch, realizing you were not quite done with your working hours yet.

Not to mention, this might actually get you a raise.

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[5iyoomi]

> Genshin Impact

Last Updated: August 31, 2024

Key: Fluff (🩷), Angst (🥀), Suggestive (💋), Smut (🌶️)

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★ = Dark Content/Read Warnings!!

— General

just the tip [drabble] | various x fem!Reader

kaeya, zhongli, itto, cyno, ayato, baizhu, dainsleif, childe, heizou, scaramouche [🌶️]

— Other

aether.

N/A

lumine.

N/A

paimon.

N/A

NPCs.

N/A

— Mondstadt

albedo.

N/A

amber.

N/A

barbara.

N/A

bennett.

N/A

diluc.

N/A

diona.

N/A

eula.

N/A

fischl.

N/A

jean.

N/A

kaeya.

N/A

klee.

N/A

lisa.

N/A

mika.

N/A

mona.

N/A

noelle.

N/A

razor.

N/A

rosaria.

N/A

sucrose.

N/A

venti.

N/A

— Liyue

baizhu.

N/A

beidou.

N/A

chongyun.

N/A

gaming.

N/A

ganyu.

N/A

hu tao.

N/A

keqing.

N/A

ningguang.

N/A

qiqi.

N/A

shenhe.

N/A

xiangling.

N/A

xianyun.

N/A

xiao.

N/A

xingqiu.

N/A

xinyan.

N/A

yanfei.

N/A

yaoyao.

N/A

yelan.

N/A

yun jin.

N/A

zhongli.

N/A

— Inazuma

arataki itto.

N/A

chiori.

N/A

gorou.

N/A

kaedehara kazuha.

N/A

kamisato ayaka.

N/A

kamisato ayato.

N/A

kirara.

N/A

kujou sara.

N/A

kuki shinobu.

N/A

raiden/ei.

N/A

sangonomiya kokomi.

N/A

sayu.

N/A

shikanoin heizou.

N/A

thoma.

N/A

yae miko.

N/A

yoimiya.

N/A

— Sumeru

alhaitham.

N/A

candace.

N/A

collei.

N/A

cyno.

N/A

dehya.

N/A

dori.

N/A

faruzan.

N/A

kaveh.

N/A

layla.

N/A

nahida.

N/A

nilou.

N/A

sethos.

N/A

tighnari.

N/A

wanderer/scaramouche.

N/A

— Fontaine

charlotte.

N/A

clorinde.

N/A

freminet.

N/A

furina.

N/A

lynette.

N/A

lyney.

N/A

navia.

N/A

neuvillette.

N/A

sigewinne.

N/A

wriothesley.

N/A

— Natlan

chasca.

N/A

iansan.

N/A

kachina.

N/A

kinich.

N/A

mavuika.

N/A

mualani.

girlfriend hcs [hcs/drabbles] | x gn!Reader - [🩷/💋]

— Khaenri'ah

dainsleif.

N/A

— Harbingers

dottore.

N/A

columbina.

N/A

arlecchino.

N/A

sandrone.

N/A

childe/tartaglia.

big brother!Childe x fem!Reader [drabble] - [🌶️] ★ incest

boyfriend hcs [hcs/drabbles] | x masc!Reader - [🩷/🌶️]

la signora.

N/A

[katsuyuswritings]

— ᕦ kei ᕤ —

a lonely writer who has a few friends. asking for mutuals, also an employed attorney and has no social life 💗

— MALE — genshin, naruto, saiki k, chainsaw man, stardust destiny (oc)

male; aether, dainslief, kaeya, diluc, albedo, venti, bennett, razor, mika, zhongli, chongyun, xingqiu, xiao, baizhu, tartaglia, itto, gorou, kazuha, heizou, ayato, thoma, alhaitham, kaveh, tighnari, cyno, capitano, dottore, pantalone, scaramouche/wanderer, lyney, neuvillette, freminet, wriosthley

naruto uzumaki/namikaze, sasuke uchiha, kakashi hatake, iruka umino, kotetsu, izumo, asuma sarutobi, sai yamanaka, shikamaru nara, choji akamichi, aburame shino, kiba inuzuka, kankuro, gaara, itachi uchiha, kisame, sasori, deidara, kakuzu, hidan, orochimaru, kabuto, jiraiya, minato namikaze, neji hyuga, zetsu, zabuza, haku yuki, suigetsu, juuga, maito gai, boruto uzumaki, mitsuki

saiki kusuo, kaidou shun, aren kuboyasu, toritsuka reita, nendou riki, hairo kineshi, makoto teruhashi

denji, aki, angel devil, shark devil (that's literally all)

aifuyo hime/yuzuki, renyue yuzuki, kōhaku hayashi, eijiro yuzuki, aoi hime, anh hyu, eugene hyu, feng xiang

— FEMALE — genshin, naruto, saiki k, chainsaw man, stardust destiny (oc)

female: amber, fischl, noelle, mona, jean, lisa, eula, klee, barbara, xiangling, xinyan, yunjin, ganyu, keqing, shenhe, ningguang, beidou, qiqi, yaoyao, kuki, kujou sara, yae miko, raiden ei/shogun, raiden makoto, kokomi, ayaka, sayu, yoimiya, faruzan, layla, nilou, dori, dehya, candace, dunyarzad, focalors, navia, lynette, yuelin, tsaritsa, la signora, sandrone, arlecchino, columbina, raiden makoto

sakura haruno/uchiha, hinata hyuga/uzumaki, karin uzumaki, konan, kurenai sarutobi, hanabi hyuga, ino yamanaka, tsunade senju, temari nara, tenten, anko mitarashi, kushina uzumaki/namikaze, guren (mommy), himawari uzumaki, sarada uchiha

kokomi teruhashi, chiyo yumehara/teruhashi, kuriko/kusuko saiki, aiura mikoto, rifuta imu, mera chisato

power, makima, yuro, himeno

katsuyu yuzuki/hime, chiyo hime, shinkkami ayakemi-sanjin (teiko), kohari hayashi, mina noshiro, maikka yue, yan xiang

— ᕤ can request ᕦ —

smut, suggestive, angst and fluff

aged up characters smut/suggestive

child!reader x parent!character or vise versa

song related storyline

ships and oc x reader

— ᕦ can't request ᕤ —

minor character smut

oc x canon (I have my reasons)

weird shit like armpit kink and others (I don't wanna name them 😨)

Also I know most of y'all are minors... You can't hide from me

[wrightingwithalex]

Hello everyone!

My name is Alex, but people also call me Lex, Lexi, Lexus... Whatever at this point LMAO. I'm not new to tumblr, but I am new to posting on it. I don't really know how all of this works yet so bear with me!

Just to give you a heads-up, I'm really good at English, but it still isn't my first language, so if you see any spelling or grammar mistakes, don't mind it😭

So, I'm a writer, and my content is going to be character x reader 99% of the time. What I was thinking is that you guys send me requests for characters and scenarios you want me to write about (of course, as long as they are a character I know of) because my inspiration has been very lacking lately 💀. I will now give a list of all the characters I write for, as well as some rules for when you send asks.

By the way, if you want to remain anonymous, you can claim emoji's so that I know who you are!

I WILL WRITE:

Ace Attorney -> any character within the Phoenix Wright trilogy (Ace Attorney, Justice For All, Trials and Tribulations) 'cause those are the only games I've played so far

Sally Face -> Sal, Larry, Ash

Resident Evil -> Leon, Ada, Carlos, Ethan, Claire

Brooklyn 99 -> Jake, Amy, Rosa, Charles

Hunter x Hunter -> Kurapika

Minecraft Story Mode -> Jesse (male and female), Lukas, Petra

The Last of Us -> Ellie, Joel, Dina, Abby

Five Nights at Freddy's (movie) -> Mike, Vanessa, Steve Raglan/William Afton

Inside job -> Reagan, Brett

Arcane -> Vi, Jinx, Caitlyn, Mel, Victor, Sevika

Assassination Classroom –> Karma

Genshin Impact –> Albedo, Alhaitham, Arlecchino, Ayaka, Ayato, Childe, Clorinde, Cyno, Eula, Furina, Ganyu, Hu Tao, Itto, Jean, Kazuha, Keqing, Kokomi, Lyney, Mona, Navia, Neuvillette, Nilou, Raiden, Shenhe, Tighnari, Venti, Wanderer, Wriothesley, Xianyun, Yae Miko, Yelan, Yoimiya, Zhongli, Beidou, Bennett (nothing more than a kiss 'cause he's a minor), Candace, Charlotte, Fischl (nothing more than a kiss 'cause she's a minor), Gaming, Gorou, Heizou, Kaeya, Kuki Shinobu, Lisa, Lynette, Ningguang, Noelle, Rosaria, Kujou Sara, Sucrose, Thoma

mostly fem!reader and gn!reader –> female characters will be with fem!reader by default (gn!reader only if you request it), male characters are with gn!reader by default (fem!reader only if you request it)

I WILL NOT WRITE:

smut -> kissing yes, anything more than that no; I still feel awkward writing it, let alone uploading it LOL

male!reader (sorry :C)

non-con and dub-con -> I believe in consent

pregnancy trope

extreme age gap -> anything more than a 15 year age difference is a no

pedophilia

P.S. I'm a music major and it can get extremely busy sometimes so it's gonna take some time for me to write, but I don't think it should take any more than a week.

Minors can interact, since I'm not writing any smut!

That's gonna be all from me for today. I'll update this list if I get a new show/game I'm interested in, or if there's a change in the rules. I look forward to your requests, and I can't wait to start writing them! xx