#mydei
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ec-machlan · 4 days ago
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I love when he just kind of Showed up in the newest quest <3
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samuraseiichi · 2 days ago
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i have finals this week so i treated myself to werewolf/vampire phaidei for my coming yaoi drought
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ferretzoid · 6 days ago
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son of gorgo
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lolitsleia · 3 days ago
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Biker Mydei…
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leisomnium · 2 days ago
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maid day
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b1adie · 4 days ago
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I am the blazing sun, destined to rise.
— ⟢ VERSION 3.3 —✧— THE FALL AT DAWN’S RISE ⟣ —
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zaragreenbite · 9 days ago
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Immortal tragedy
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aratribow · 1 day ago
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Can't you stay? Why'd you go somewhere I can't follow?
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hyalinemin · 20 hours ago
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velinxi · 2 months ago
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Rivalry of Mydei and Phainon ⚔️ Commission for HonkaiStarRail
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blueberrisdove-sideblog · 2 days ago
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❤︎︎ tws : nsfw, reverse cowgirl, fem!reader, semi-public sēx?, creampie, degradation, humiliation, school / modern au, mydei being a brat, dom!reader, spanking and heavy breeeding. mdni.
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Nerd Phainon and nerd Mydei. Gods, they were so easy to tease.
Phainon with his big, innocent eyes behind those glasses, always blushing when you leaned too close. Always fumbling his pens, always stuttering when you called him “good boy” in front of the others. And Mydei? All sharp tongue and zero bite, a little brat that tried to snark back—only to crumble the second you grabbed his jaw and made him look at you.
You were a bully. That much was clear. But they kept coming back. Maybe it was the way you pressed them to the lockers, whispered filth in their ears during group projects. Or maybe, maybe it was right now—when both of them had ditched study group to sneak into the abandoned library wing with you.
Phainon sat obediently on a dusty chair, legs spread, cock flushed and leaking, his knuckles white as he held back from bucking. He wanted to be good. You liked that about him. Mydei, on the other hand, had that desperate, whiny glare—already spent once and glaring at you like it was your fault his thighs were still shaking.
“You’re not even gonna kiss me?” Mydei muttered breathlessly, panting as he watched you sink down onto Phainon’s lap in a filthy reverse cowgirl. Your tight skirt pushed up, panties hanging off one ankle, your hands gripping Phainon’s knees as you bounced. “S’not fair…”
“You can sit there and watch like a good brat,” you panted, glancing back over your shoulder. “You didn’t earn it.”
Phainon whimpered, flushed all the way to the tips of his ears. “Y-You're so tight, oh god—“
“Of course I am, sweetheart.” You leaned back slightly, making sure he got the perfect view of your ass slapping against his thighs. "You better cum deep, baby. I want it dripping out while I deal with your mouthy friend."
Mydei bit his lip hard. His hand drifted down to stroke himself again, but you caught him.
“Ah-ah,” you sing-songed, lifting one hand to smack his inner thigh. He jolted with a curse. “No touching unless I say.”
“Fuckin’—” he hissed, biting down a moan. “You’re evil.”
You smirked and rolled your hips harder on Phainon, his glasses fogged and his mouth hanging open.
“M-Mistress, I’m gonna—please—!” he gasped, and you laughed, full and bright, as his voice cracked mid-sentence.
“Then do it, good boy. Fill me up. Give me everything.”
Phainon came with a sweet, desperate cry, clinging to your waist like you were the only thing tethering him to reality. You didn’t stop. Didn’t let up. Not until he was trembling and spent, whimpering as your hand lazily cupped over your tummy.
“Good boy,” you purred, bending forward just a little. Your skirt slipped down a bit, ass still bare. “Now it’s your turn, Mydei.”
He blinked, flushed and stiff and ready. “…Wait, really?”
“Only if you bend over and take your spanking first. Brats get punished.”
His cock twitched.
“…Fuck. Okay.”
You smiled, licking your lips.
“C’mon… let’s go,” you whispered with a smirk, one hand yanking Mydei by the collar while your other kept Phainon tucked close behind you. He was still shaky from the way you’d milked him dry, stumbling and pink-cheeked as you dragged both nerds out of the dusty library and into an empty classroom nearby.
The moment the door clicked shut, Mydei let out a sharp, bratty sigh. “About damn time—”
Smack.
Your palm landed squarely on his ass.
“Ow—! Fuck—”
“Did I say you could speak yet?” you purred, grabbing his hips and pushing him forward over the teacher’s desk. “I told you. Brats get punished.”
Phainon stood awkwardly by the wall, trying not to look too hard at your dripping pussy when you pulled your panties fully off, but failing miserably. You could feel his eyes on you. His breath caught every time your skirt flipped up or your fingers grazed your slick folds.
But you had a brat to deal with first.
“Count for me, brat,” you teased, bringing your hand down hard across Mydei’s ass again. It jiggled under your palm, a pretty red bloom marking his pale skin.
“S-screw you—”
Smack.
“That’s two.”
He growled into the desk, but obeyed.
“…Three.”
Another smack. “Louder.”
“Four, fuck, four, okay?!”
“Good boy,” you whispered, finally sliding your soaked fingers along the seam of his thighs. His cock was twitching between his legs, painfully hard and leaking. You dragged your fingers down to your pussy, collecting your own arousal and smearing it over his tip, taunting him.
“You want this pussy, Mydei?” you cooed, dragging the lips apart right in front of his flushed face, letting him see the creamy mess still clinging to your folds from Phainon’s earlier load. “Gonna stuff this brat cock in where your friend just came?”
His answer was a pathetic little whimper, hips rutting against air.
“Use your words,” you warned, reaching around to spank the base of his cock.
“Yes, I want it—I want that sloppy pussy, please, I’ll be good—!”
You grinned and leaned over him, one knee up on the desk, teasing your dripping cunt along his shaft, back and forth until his legs shook.
Behind you, Phainon was panting quietly, trying so hard not to touch himself again. His glasses had slid halfway down his nose. His cock was already twitching back to life in his pants. You turned slightly, just enough so he could see everything—how slowly you sank down onto Mydei, how your pussy stretched around the head of his cock, swallowing him inch by inch with a slick, wet squelch.
“Watch closely, sweetheart,” you told Phainon with a breathy moan. “Watch how a brat gets tamed.”
Mydei gasped—half in relief, half in overstimulation—as your walls clamped around him.
“F-fuck… so tight… ngh—too hot—”
You bounced slowly, deliberately, moaning low as your pussy milked him deeper. His hands clawed at the desk, nails scratching the surface as you picked up pace, slapping down onto him again and again until the room was filled with filthy sounds—slick, wet, needy.
“You feel that?” you gasped, grinding your hips down hard. “That’s your punishment, baby. You’re gonna cum deep and you’re not pulling out. This pussy wants to breed you.”
Mydei cursed beneath you, helpless now—hips jerking up into every thrust.
“Gonna fill you—fuck, fuck, please, let me—!”
Your walls clenched hard. You reached behind and grabbed a handful of his hair, yanking his head back.
“Then do it.” Your voice was low, dangerous. “Pump that load into me like the useless little nerd you are. Breed your bully’s pussy, baby.”
That was all it took.
He came hard, choking on a moan, his cock twitching deep inside your spasming walls as he emptied himself, thick and hot and spilling past your lips with every pulse. You sighed, grinding against him through the aftershocks, letting the creamy mess ooze out around him.
“…Fuck,” he whined into the desk, weak and used.
You stood slowly, adjusting your skirt with your pussy still dripping both nerds’ loads, letting it trickle down your thighs.
Then, you turned to Phainon.
His eyes were wide. His pants tight again.
You smiled.
“Your turn, sweet boy. Bring your desk chair over here.”
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saruside-01 · 4 days ago
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me like 3 days ago: haha, the reason flame reaver tried to kill mydei was so phainon wouldn’t have to be the one to do that!
hoyoverse: wow how did you guessed that
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WHAT THE FUCK HOYOVERSE. (at least they let phainon cry…?)
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(this is how I feel rn. I am not going through this again)
I don’t want to watch more doomed yaoi, I still hasn’t healed from the pervious ones.
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samuraseiichi · 3 days ago
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had a phaidei magma drawing session with some oomfs... love love love
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ferretzoid · 4 days ago
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til death do us part
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shirokuart · 2 days ago
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Maid day doodle
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macrosmic · 3 days ago
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chrysos heirs be maid !
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