#serval x gn reader

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various genshin & hsr females x gn/male/female reader; 18+ content (minors dni or follow, you will be blocked), weird girl pussy™, smut drabble, unestablished relationship, gender neutral reader, sub!reader, no reader anatomy referenced, bondage (use of cuffs), use of vibrators, overstimulation & mindbreak, cnc/dub-con, slight fearplay, sado-masochism — wc: 1.1k words ; alternate version here featuring: silver wolf, seele, serval, rosaria, shenhe + your fav (weird) girl ! – masterlist here ☆～（ゝ。∂）

“It’s just a dare,” you mutter under your breath, heading toward her. No big deal. Just a little joke to mess with the quiet girl. Easy enough.

She looked up at you as you approached, her lips curling into a small, almost shy smile. “Oh, hey,” she said, voice soft. “I was actually hoping we’d talk more. I’ve been dying to hang out.” She paused, brushing a strand of hair behind her ear. “How about coming over to my place? We could get more comfortable.”

You blinked. That was… faster than expected. You thought you had the upper hand, but her eagerness caught you off guard. Still, you agreed, thinking maybe this was too easy.

Later that day, when you stepped inside her house, it was… not what you expected. It was cozy, almost charming. String lights lined the walls, soft candles flickered on the shelves, and there was an eerie calm about it all. Like a perfect reflection of her quiet, strange energy.

She smiled, motioning for you to sit on the edge of her bed. “I’m so glad you came,” she said, almost sweetly. “I’ve been thinking about this for a while, you know?”

You swallowed hard, feeling a knot form in your stomach. It should’ve felt normal, but the way she said it, the way her eyes gleamed as they darted over to a few innocuous-looking pillows, made your skin prickle. Her room felt too intimate, the kind of space that had layers. You tried to laugh, brushing it off.

“Uh, yeah, it’s no big deal, really. I mean, it’s just a dare.”

Her eyes flicked to yours for a second, her smile widening. “Oh, I know,” she said with a soft hum. “A dare, right?” Her voice dripped with amusement, but she played along, not letting on that she already knew. Instead, she leaned closer, lightly brushing her hand against your thigh as she sat beside you. “But you’re here now… so let’s make it fun.”

You stiffen, trying to keep it cool, but her touch sent a weird jolt of heat through you. “Sure,” you mutter, forcing a grin. “What do you have in mind?”

Without missing a beat, she stood up and walked over to her dresser. “I’m just going to grab a couple of things,” she said nonchalantly. The drawer creaked open, and out came an assortment of things that made your stomach drop. First came the cuffs, then a blindfold. She tossed them onto the bed like they were no big deal. Casual. Then came the toys—sleek, smooth, and unmistakable.

Your throat went dry. What the hell did you get yourself into?

But before you could react, she was back in front of you, tilting her head with that same sweet smile. “You’re not scared, are you?”

“N-No,” you stammered. But you were. Oh, you were.

“Good,” she whispered, running a finger along the cuff’s edge. “Because I’ve been dying to try this out… I mean, how many times do you get someone so willing to play?”

You open your mouth to respond, but she was already slipping the cuffs around your wrists. Her touch was soft, almost tender, but her actions were deliberate. “Just relax,” she purred, leaning in closer. “You wanted this, didn’t you?”

You couldn’t even speak. Your heart pounded in their chest as the restraints tightened, and before you knew it, your arms were pinned above your head, legs spread apart. You thought, I can stop this, right? but the words never made it out. She was already guiding you deeper into whatever this was.

She sat down beside you, fingers tracing over your trembling skin. “You thought you had the upper hand, didn’t you? Thought this would be easy?” She chuckled softly, voice dark and teasing. “But look at you now. All tied up, waiting for me to do whatever I want.”

Your breath hitches as she reached over to the bedside table, picking up one of the vibrators like it was nothing. “These are my favorites,” she said, turning it on. The soft hum filled the room, and your body tensed. “I think you’re going to love them.”

She leaned in closer, lips brushing against your ear. “Just wait… you’re not even ready for what’s next.”

The room suddenly felt too small, too hot, as her hands moved lower, each touch making you whimper. She had all the control now, and there was nothing you could do but take it. Every teasing stroke, every whisper—she was completely and utterly unraveling you.

Before you could process, she was on you. Her hands, gentle yet firm, secured the restraints around your wrists and ankles. “You’re so tense,” she teased, voice low and dripping with amusement. “Didn’t think this was what you signed up for, huh?”

By now, you were so far gone that you couldn’t even form full sentences—just gasping, broken words spilling out between heavy breaths. Each time you whimpered, begged for her to ease up, she just laughed, low and drunk on power.

“You’re so loud,” she whispered, her breath hot against your ear as she pushed the vibrator harder against you. “I could listen to you all day.”

Your body was trembling, the overstimulation sending wave after wave of pleasure and pain crashing through you, until all you could do was choke out a desperate, “P-Please, s-stop…”

But she didn’t stop. She didn’t even hear you, not really. Her eyes were locked on the way your body writhed beneath her, the wet, obscene sloshing sounds echoing through the room with each thrust of her hand. It was like she was completely drunk on you, on your reactions, your helplessness. Every gasp, every whimper sent her deeper into her own twisted pleasure.

“What’s that?” she teased, a wicked grin curling across her lips as she tilted her head. “Want me to go faster? If you insist…”

Before you could even protest, she cranked up the intensity, her pace quickening. The overstimulation had you seeing stars, your mind barely able to keep up with the relentless pleasure. You were practically breaking, body arching off the bed as she pushed you further and further to your limits.

“Mmm, you’re so good like this,” she moaned, clearly lost in her own world now. “Just let it happen. I love seeing you like this.”

“I’ll stop when I’m ready… and trust me, I’m far from done.”

You weren’t in control anymore. She was.

By the time she was done, you were utterly fucked out, body trembling and mind shattered. All you could do was lie there, panting, completely overwhelmed. The dare, the teasing, all of it was forgotten.

“See? I told you it’d be fun,” she whispered, leaning in close, lips brushing against their ear. Her voice, sweet and condescending, sent a final shiver down their spine. “And now all you can think about… is me.”

And she was right.

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[bioblsm]

ASKING FOR A KISS

✮ ꒰warnings꒱. N/A

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

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

KAFKA ⛧ 卡芙卡

“kafkaaaa~”

“yes, darlin’?”

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

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

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

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

SERVAL ⛧ 希露瓦

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

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

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

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

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

GEPARD ⛧ 杰帕德

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

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

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

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

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

SAMPO KOSKI ⛧ 桑博

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

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

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

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

DAN HENG (IL) ⛧ 丹恒 「饮月君」

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

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

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

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

JING YUAN ⛧ 景元

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

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

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

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

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

BLADE ⛧ 刃

“can i have a kiss?”

“why?”

“because i want one..?”

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

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

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

LUKA ⛧ 卢卡

“can i kiss you?”

“can you give me—“

oh.

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

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

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

wait.

…

robot settlement?

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

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[st3rll1nk]

Jealousy..

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

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

Himeko

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

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

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

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

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

Kafka

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Serval

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Ruan Mei

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

[vmp3ater]

taking serval in full nelson after she was such a brat in front of your friends (serval is really underrated ngl)

subbot serval x domtop gn reader

fucking serval in full nelson after she was being such a brat. hands gripping into the sides of her head while you thrust into her, relying on your arms to keep her legs open.

this poor girl cannot get enough of you and the way you fuck her. hair all messy and damp with sweat as you continued bucking your hips up, thrusting inside of her as she cums around you once more.

(also i agree, she’s SO underrated)

[midnight-pluto]

MY MODEL: PG.06 — rizzler

MY MODEL: jing yuan x gn!reader

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

my model master list || prev. || next

WEDNESDAY, SEPTEMBER 25 2023 — 5:40 PM

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

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

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

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

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

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

“Why’d she say that?”

“What do you mean by that?”

“Like, why me? What was the reason?”

“Clout.”

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

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

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

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

“Shameful.”

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

“Let me see.”

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

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

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

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

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[nqmonarch]

Dream AU Part 2

Characters: Lynx, Serval, and momentary appearance by Gepard (a very short guest appearance)

Part 1: https://www.tumblr.com/nqmonarch/746989980179660800/dream-au-brainrot?source=share

Night began to fall on Jarilo-VI and you had lost feeling in all of your body. You figured if you could die in your dreams then you'd already be dead, but you'd been wandering for what seemed like forever... Until you finally saw another sign of human life, fire. You walked toward the fire like it was your last hope, yet couldn't help but freeze when you saw the figure by it.

Lynx was bundled up nicely, blonde hair peaking out of her hat, and food in her hand. From what you know Lynx she was rather introverted, and although you were sure that she was kind you couldn't help but feel some trepidation in approaching her. As if that one action would lead to her despising you forever.

The snow crunched under your feet as you approached, "Excuse me?" You called out and you noticed her slowly turn over to her, she was languid in her movements.

She looked at you quizzically, "...Can I help you?"

You perked up at her words, nodding, as you took a few steps closer, "I was wondering if I could stay warm by your fire? I've been wandering out here for a while."

"Hm...? Yeah, sure," She then turned her head away from you and turned back to staring at the sky.

As you sat next to the fire, basking in the warmth of it you followed her line of sight and, an aurora, how beautiful. You didn't bother to make conversation, knowing it wasn't something Lynx typically did with people, and instead admired the lights. The warmth was nice but it felt burning against your frozen skin. Lynx at times snuck glances at you, curious about exactly what kind of person would be outside of Belobog seemingly unprepared for its cold and harsh climate.

You raised your hand to the sky, tracing the patterns the aurora left behind. The gleaming lights resembled a whale, and the moment you thought that they shifted a bit and filled out the form of the whale you were imagining.

"What are you doing out here?" Lynx's words were blunt and quick to the point, not wanting to spend any time doing small talk.

You let out a small hum, "This and that, it just happened. Y'know?" She looked at you a bit exasperated but didn't push any further.

The silence between you two was comfortable and as stars began to take the sky, she began to point of some constellations. Despite your odd appearance you felt strangely familiar leaving Lynx to feel at ease with you, to the point of offering you a place to sleep which you gladly accepted. You'd slept before in dreams, it was always an interesting sensation, oftentimes you'd experience memories of previous dreams.

That night though you just dreamed of staring at at many teal pools with marble looking stone as their outline. Trees with leaves of gold and amber watched over the pools, and you were dimly aware of a presence behind you. It was better to reminisce upon the good times of that place than the bad ones, so you remained there spending hours just watching how the water moves.

You woke up still in the chilly landscape of Jarilo-VI. Lynx had offered to return back to Belobog and give you an impromptu tour. It was partially out of her worry for the strange person that appeared in the snow and partially out of curiosity. She was even willing to reach out to her brother to see if he knew who you were.

The city was warmer than you expected, the heaters keeping it the temperature of a warm spring day. The type of spring day that was best suited by the occasional breeze, and a sky with a few clouds. Belobog though was no stranger to such winds, except each gust of wind that hit you brought in cold air from the outside immediately removing any concern you had of how warm the town was.

Lynx had, first, deciding to bring you over to Serval's workshop as she had to catch up with Serval anyway. Neverwinter workshop was a quaint place, whose only sound was that of clocks ticking. Their were small trinkets laid upon the counter when you walked in and their were so many different inventions being showcased you couldn't help but feel overwhelmed. Until your intention was drawn to the woman in the middle.

Long blonde hair with a blue streak and an outfit like a rockstar. "Serval!" You called out almost instinctively smiling.

"You know her?" Lynx asked, of course most people in Belobog did but given your strange behavior, outfit, and where you'd appeared Lynx thought you may've been one of those people who were rumored to come from the sky. Although, she supposed that must just be a myth, she had hoped it was true.

"Who doesn't?" You replied. Serval was a character that didn't get enough screentime or love in your humble opinion. She was a kickass older sister who was willing to stand up for what she believed to be right! And she was also just... so cool!

Even though it was a dream it couldn't hurt to get her autograph right? You skipped over to the rockstar and now, at a closer distance, were truly able to admire her teal blue eyes which were framed perfectly by her long lashes. She was simply breath taking. You were more than lucky to have already met such beautiful characters! Nanook, Lynx, and now Serval! It was a shame your memories of their looks would become slightly blurry once you woke up, the game didn't give them their full justice.

"Can I have your autograph?" You practically begged, excitement seeping into your voice and making it higher. The only problem was you didn't have any paper.

Serval smiled at you-- she smiled at you! You could die happy now. "Of course," and she said yes, you truly were beyond blessed man you'd have to hear her sing another time but... you probably had to wake up soon it felt like you'd been dreaming for a while. Serval cocked her head toward Lynx, "You make a new friend Lynxy?"

Lynx stepped forward to the two of you, some snow on her jacket still melting, "Not really, it's... complicated." She looked at you, as if expecting you to explain.

You perked up about to begin explaining the story of how the two of you met, but then the door opened and a cool low voice called out, "Serval, you need to-- Lynx?" The third and final Landau walked through the door, Gepard was even more beautiful in person as well.

Man, you got to meet all three of the Landaus! Wasn't that lucky? Due to their different jobs they didn't meet together all that much, you remembered. A sharp piercing noise, your alarm, split through your brain, talk about bad timing. Just when you got to meet Gepard, plus you didn't even get your autograph yet!

"Sorry, I have to head out now," You quickly interrupted thinking it would be impolite to leave, even if they were just part of your dream, without saying goodbye. And with that you returned to the waking, much more warm, world. Your blankets were pretty comfortable, you really didn't want to leave them.

Lynx had turned over to look at you, confused at your words and whether or not you were a wanted criminal, but when she did so all she saw was nothing. And when Serval and Gepard also saw the person in front of them disappear in the blink of their eye they were both stumped.

ugh I wanna write more Nanook they're so like babygirl in this AU will prob mention them in part 3 but it'll be like their POV not them and reader meeting again

I love that Serval, Lynx, and Gepard are all like cat related names lol

sorry for the wait i wanna start writing this one original book i have so i can put it into a competition so i've been focusing on that

byebye

[inbetweenknacksandnooks]

What HSR Girls Smell Like, Part 3

Ft: Bronya, Serval, Natasha, Seele

Part 2 (Kafka, Firefly, Topaz, Jade)

Part 4 (Xueyi, Ruan Mei, Yukong, Tingyun)

NackCanons UtC

Bronya

Currently, being Ms. Supreme Swamped with Work, she's in her stale office trying to mend both sides of the Belobogian world, she doesn't really bother to put on fancy perfume or anything.

If she had a set time to go out for a date, or when she goes out of her office to help the Overworlders and Underworlders alike, she'll just have a simple, cheap, vaguely fresh and sweet smell so that she doesn't embarrass herself when out in public.

If she has a set time when she knows she's going on a date, or an outing with you (or Seele) she's putting on her sweetest flower-scented necklace, stuffs little Sunshine flowers in boots and tries to make it subtle.

While it is quite subtle, if you notice the smell, you can instantly-realize that it's not one specific flower, and it's a huge blend of a bunch of different flowers.

Flowers are pretty rare around Belobog, and Bronya found it tough to get a specific scent of just one of them. Plus, she has the issue of being unable to decide what would be the best flower for an occasion, so just uses all of them and hopes you don't think too much about it...

Before she was Supreme Guardian, she tended to smell of geomarrow fuel and gunpowder from fiddling with her gun and such.

Serval

Dunderhead probably smells like her latest exploded machinery.

She probably accidentally ends up burning or frizzing up her hair from her literal-electric guitar and electric element, so she probably smells like burnt hair (which she nervously leaves to wash)

Her shampoo smells fresh, like a fabled Belobog spring morning after rain, with slowly-melting snow.

Natasha

She'll usually smell like disinfectant, cough syrup, and almost dizzyingly-prominent antiseptic, along with clean clothes from doing laundry. That's during her doctor work, anyway.

If she's directly doing Wildfire work, she'll be smelling more like gunsmoke and heat, she may even have a bit of a sweaty smell (though it's nothing close to Stelle's level)

If she ever gets a day off, you'll notice that she smells more like old stuffed animals, polyester, and outdated furniture that stores humidity.

She has a special, secret, nostalgic fragrance in a little wooden jewlery box where she keeps the smaller, more precious things.

And it's there you can find a nearly-full bottle of the perfume called "First Snow", never to be used in full.

Seele

Seele has the, "Sweating is gross!" mindset, and she carries spray-on anti-perspirant deodorant. She doesn't really care what smell it is, because "Who's gonna smell there anyway!?"

Most perfumes and colognes aren't her taste, so you're stuck with her more natural smell.

Which isn't half-bad, though depending on where she sleeps it can smell like tetanus (rusty, corrugated machinery), rotten wood, cobwebs or damp fabric.

Please force this idiot to sleep in a warm bed with you.

If she were to want to spruce herself up, she'd probably discreetly stuff like, herbs, or something in her hair if she didn't have time/water to shower.

She smells like the cold winds and the wild.

[voidcat]

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Serval Landau is no longer in Cocolia’s shadow.

But you are.

Doomed to be.

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

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

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

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

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

[danfengfan]

傑帕德 — 红茶館

synopsis : gepard doesnt have a girlfriend but he knows who he loves

you can't help but notice how gepard seems to be dozy these days. his grades were perfect as usual, but he's been turning his work in late. he's typically very punctual

being the amazing best friend you are, you decided to inquire more from gepard

"whats on your mind? must be thinking of your girlfriend!"

the words drop out of your mouth like accidentally dropping tea on yourself. gepard immediately gets flustered and stutters his way out

"sou, i dont have a girlfriend!"

"you dont have a girlfriend? i dont believe you! thats not possible. you're so nice… there's no way no one fancies you! perhaps there is someone but you just don't realize"

gepard can just blush more as you began praising him but he cant bring himself to confess his true feelings. yeah, there is someone but he knows who it is

he'll safeguard your heart until the end

傻 (so4 / sou4) is a term used to describe someone who has silly (foolish) thoughts

in this case it is referring to the thought being silly instead of the person being foolish

alternative : 傻猪 (so4 zyu1)

[haruniki]

Imagine Serval writing a song just for you and her!! She spent weeks just to perfect the song, to give it all the aspects that scream "i love you". Even handing you a copy of the sheet music for you and a cassette tape with the song on it so you'll always be able to listen to it. <3

[yeonpm]

act I - keep me warm in the snow.

jarilo-vii.

gepard landau -

wasted summers ~ gn reader, angst

bronya rand -

please check later...

serval landau -

please check later...

seele -

please check later...

sampo koski -

please check later...

natasha -

please check later...

luka -

please check later...

[creamflix]

various genshin & hsr females x gn/male/female reader; 18+ content (minors dni or follow, you will be blocked), weird girl pussy™, smut drabble, unestablished relationship, gender neutral reader, dom!reader, no reader anatomy referenced, grinding, dry humpin' n etc, allusions to sex, pussy whipped reader — wc: 1.6k words ; alternate version here featuring: silver wolf, seele, serval, rosaria, shenhe + your fav (weird) girl ! – masterlist here ☆～（ゝ。∂）

you approach her with a sigh, your friends barely stifling their laughter behind you. it’s just a dare, you remind yourself. walk up, say something, then get out. no big deal. except when you reach her table, she’s sitting there—headphones on, scrolling through her phone, totally unaware. you clear your throat. no response. you tap the table, and she jumps, eyes wide as if she’s surprised someone even noticed her existence.

"hey," you start, trying to act cool, "what’re you up to?"

her face flushes instantly, like she can’t believe you're actually talking to her. “uh, just... scrolling,” she stammers, her eyes darting back and forth between you and her screen. she’s gripping her phone like it’s her lifeline, but her gaze is all on you now — like she’s seeing a celebrity up close.

"can i sit?" you ask, already taking the chair without waiting for an answer. her nod is shaky, frantic almost.

“y-you’re talking to me?” she asks, voice small, barely audible. the disbelief is written all over her face. you laugh a little under your breath. "yeah, i am. why wouldn't i?"

she’s floored. you can practically hear her thoughts spinning. someone’s talking to her. not just talking, but you’re talking to her, making eye contact, and sitting at her table. it’s like no one’s ever done that before. and the more you engage, the clingier she gets, desperate for more. each smile you flash her, every word you toss her way, she soaks it up, her pupils dilating like she’s addicted to every second you’re here.

fast forward to her house — it’s all part of the dare, right? and honestly, you weren’t expecting much. maybe some awkward make-out session, check the box, head home, laugh about it later. but the second the door shuts behind you, she’s on you. desperate, hands all over your body, needy like she’s never touched another human being before, like she might never get this chance again.

“i... i can’t believe you’re here. in my room,” she breathes out, voice trembling with excitement, her lips brushing the shell of your ear. “you’re so pretty... fuck, i just want to keep you.”

her hands are shaky, like she’s overwhelmed by how close you are, how she’s touching you — her fingertips ghost over your skin like she’s afraid you’ll disappear if she pushes too hard. she’s on the verge of worshipping your body with her eyes, her hands, her tongue.

but what catches you off guard is how good it feels. you were here for the dare, sure, but god, the way she’s touching you now, the way she kisses down your chest, her lips grazing over your skin... it’s intoxicating. her body pressed against yours, so soft, so warm—and then there’s her pussy, god, the second she grinds down against you, you can’t help the moan that escapes your lips. it’s like you’re losing control, every nerve ending on fire as she moves with you, for you.

“more,” she whines, her voice dripping with need. “please, please don’t stop — i need you... so bad.”

her body is soft, perfect against yours, and soon, you’re the one clinging to her. you didn’t expect to get this addicted, but now? you can’t stop. her pretty pussy's got you hooked — every movement, every squeeze, has you seeing stars. her nails dig into your back, her breathy little whimpers driving you insane. each stroke, each grind makes you crave more. you never thought you'd be the one begging, but here you are, fully consumed by her, and the dare is the last thing on your mind.

“fuck,” you gasp out, the words barely leaving your lips as your hips grind into her. "you’re so... goddamn good.”

she giggles, the sound sweet and almost innocent, but her eyes? her eyes are wild, locked on you like she’s won the jackpot. “you like it?” she whispers, her voice teasing, the soft hum sending shivers down your spine. “knew you would.”

and then it slips out, like a confession you weren’t ready to admit yet, not even to yourself. “fuck, i’m addicted to this.”

she freezes at your words, her wide eyes staring at you in disbelief, her breath catching in her throat. she blinks, processing it, and for a moment, you think she’s going to laugh or blush and hide her face. but then her expression shifts — she straightens her back, a shaky attempt at confidence lighting up her face.

“you... you like it that much?” she asks, her voice soft but trying to sound more powerful than she feels. “good... ‘cause i can give you more, you know. if you want.”

she’s trying to be domineering, to take control of the moment, but you can see how clumsy she is with it. her hands are still trembling, her movements not quite as smooth as she imagines, and there’s something so painfully adorable about it. she’s biting her lip, likely thinking it makes her look fierce, but all it does is make you want to ruin her more.

“oh, you think you can handle that?” you murmur, leaning in so your lips barely brush her ear, feeling her shiver against you.

she nods, breath catching again. “y-yeah... i can take care of you, i can make you feel so good.”

but when she tries to push you down, her hands are too frantic, her hips too eager, and you can’t help the smirk that spreads across your face. she’s so desperate to stay in control, but every clumsy touch gives you the upper hand. your hands grip her hips harder, pulling her down, making her grind against you until she’s whimpering.

“sweetheart,” you chuckle darkly, flipping the two of you so she’s beneath you, her wide eyes looking up at you, flushed and trembling. “you have no idea what you’re doing, do you?”

her lips part, trying to find the words, but the way your body moves against hers has her losing focus. “i... i can do it, i swear,” she whispers, but her voice is shaky, the confidence already slipping away.

you lean down, lips teasing the skin of her neck, brushing just enough to make her shiver. “let’s see how well you handle this,” you whisper, your teeth grazing her pulse as her breath hitches.

she’s trying so hard to keep it together, but it’s too late. you’ve got her completely undone beneath you, trembling, gasping, and begging for more. and the more she falls apart, the more you crave to ruin her completely.

you can feel her trying to hold onto that shaky confidence, but with each passing second, she’s falling further and further into your control. her hips buck up against yours, her whimpers growing louder, more desperate, and you know you’ve got her right where you want her.

"you’re mine tonight,” you growl softly, nipping at her earlobe, feeling her melt under your touch. her fingers dig into your back, and she’s practically panting now, her body so responsive, so perfect beneath you.

"yes... yes, please," she whimpers, her words coming out between breathless gasps. she’s barely hanging on, and you love it. every time you push her closer to the edge, her grip tightens, her body arching into yours, and it’s addictive. she’s addictive.

you can’t stop. her pussy's got you in a chokehold, and there’s no way you’re walking away from this without another taste. every move, every sound she makes, just drags you deeper into her orbit, and when she gasps your name, you’re done for.

"maybe i’ll keep you around more often," you murmur into her skin, the words slipping out before you can even stop yourself. her body freezes beneath you for a second, her eyes wide, lips parted in shock. you smirk down at her, pushing her hair out of her flushed face. "you know... no one else could ever feel this good."

her eyes widen, a new kind of excitement sparkling in them. she grips your arms tighter, pulling you down, her lips brushing yours. "i’ll be whatever you want," she breathes, her voice shaking with a mix of anticipation and desperation. “just... don’t stop.”

but it’s you who’s whipped now, your mind running wild with how perfect she is under you—how there’s no way you’re going to let this end after tonight. not after you’ve had a taste of her. you push into her harder, claiming her fully, the feeling so intoxicating you don’t care about the dare anymore, or your friends, or anything else. it’s just her, and the way she’s pulling you deeper into her.

the next day, you’re with your friends again, playing it cool, like everything’s normal. they’re cracking jokes, shoving you around, asking you how the dare went.

“so, did you really do it?” one of them asks with a grin, nudging you with their elbow. "bet it was weird as hell, right?"

you shrug casually, trying not to let the smirk creep up on your face. "yeah, it was... weird," you lie, keeping your voice nonchalant, like it was nothing. like you didn’t just have the best night of your life.

they all laugh, none the wiser, moving on to some other conversation while you glance around the room. and there she is—across the way, sitting alone, headphones on like she always does, but there’s a knowing look in her eye now. you lock eyes for just a moment, and there’s that spark again, like a secret only the two of you share.

to anyone else, it’s like nothing’s changed. you’re back to your normal routine, and she’s back to her quiet little corner. but you know better.

and so does she.

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[kyokiiro]

Hi, for the request, can I please have Serval dating gn introvert reader headcanon?

Rockstar's Moon

Synopsis - Serval dating an introverted gn!reader

Warnings/content - gn!reader(pronouns aren't mentioned), fluff, ooc Serval?, headcanons, physical affection, use of petnames, possible grammar mistakes, not proofread

A/N: This might be the shortest fic i've written so far, but i hope you enjoy it!!^^ This also seems a but rushed, so i apologize in advance if it is.

Tags: none yet

People are still confused how you two got together. You guys are literal polar opposites. You're the more introverted, quiet and not that sociable. While Serval is extraverted, loud and very sociable

Tho the both of you don't care what others think of your guys' relationship. You both love eachother dearly and that's the only thing that matters

Serval compares your introvertness to a cat and jokingly calls you kitty, just to annoy you<33

Serval is in general an outgoing person. She enjoys going to events like parties, music concerts, etc. While you prefer more peaceful and quiet activities

Most of you guys' dates exist out of café or picnic dates. But sometimes you guys go to a concert. Serval does bring you earbuds to silence the rowdyness. If it gets to overwhelming for you. Serval is quick to take action. She takes you away to a more secluded area and asks if you wanna go home or not

If you answer yes, Serval will immediately take your hand and go home

If you say no, Serval would be a bit reluctant, but doesn't question futher. Tho she will hold your hand and squeeze it a few times to try calming you down and it usually works

When both of you want a more peaceful and quiet date. You guys always go stargazing. It's something you both love

Serval has no problems with you being introverted. Sure she's a very extraverted person, but she loves to spend time with you more

Serval is a very touchy person. So expect handholding, kisses, hugs, etc. She will also often hold you by the waist. If you aren't a fan of affection and/or PDA. She will limit it, but handholding will 100% be a thing, tho she will always ask before doing so(but who are you to decline). It doesn't matter if it's in public or in private. There will be physical contact in some way

Serval is usually the one who talks. You're more of a listener and don't enjoy public speaking. You only speak if it's needed, tho that rarely happens

Serval definitely uses petnames. She mostly uses: "My moon", "baby/babe" and "Starfly"!

You usually just call her by her name or sometimes "love/my love" in public, but in private you use: "Serv/Servy", "Hun/Hon/Honey" and "Sunshine/My Sunshine"

Whenever you guys cuddle it's mostly quiet, but sometimes Serval talks about her day and stuff. You guys would either be spooning or you would be laying on Serval's while shes playing with your hair and sometimes giving a kiss on either your forehead or the nape of your neck. Depending in which position yall are cuddling

When you want your personal space. Serval respects that and leaves you be.

Serval loves to play guitar for you. If you ever ask her to teach you how to play guitar she would be over the moon. She would act like a enthusiastic puppy and ask when you wanna start learning

Even tho you guys are opposites, you both make the relationship work. Serval and you are in a happy relationship and that's what matters<33

Reblogs are appreciated!!

@𝒌𝒚𝒐𝒌𝒊𝒊𝒓𝒐★ 2024 – do not copy, repost, steal, or translate my work onto any platform or feed them to ai.

[lowkeyren]

reverse dating tropes w hsr men! (pt. 2)

in which — what the title suggests / those classic fanfic tropes but with a twist

featuring — gepard, aventurine, sunday (separately) x gn!reader

✧.* — wc: total 2.1k, downbad gepard + flirty aven + sunday is js fluff overload, wrecked my brain out for this, serval robin cameo xx, anyway pls enjoy!! reblogs r appreciated <3

boothill jing yuan blade vers here!

gepard ♡‧₊˚

"blind date" but gepard is just too shy to ask you out himself so serval does him a favour —setting you up on a date with him.

gepard clutches the bouquet of ball peonies tightly behind his back; he catches sight of you sitting on a bench, patiently waiting for him. to ease his nerves, he takes a deep breath, reassuring himself, it’s going to be alright gepard, just go over there, give them the flowers, and ask them out! surely it’s not that hard…

upon spotting him, you rise from your seat and wave eagerly in his direction. he hastens his steps, closing the distance between you. as he stands in front of you, you can see a faint blush tinting his cheeks, the rosy hue contrasting with his fair skin. he clears his throat, “ahem…sorry to keep you waiting.” revealing the bouquet behind his back, he averts his gaze downwards, shifting his weight nervously from one foot to the other.

you accept the flowers graciously, smiling warmly at him. “and would you please—” in that moment, his gaze flickers up to meet yours, it's the worst thing he could have done. 

oh aeons… you look so beautiful. his heart races, threatening to leap out of his chest, and he finds himself at a loss for words, his mind a jumble of thoughts and emotions. “hm?” you tilt your head with a soft smile, the sound of your voice washes over him like a gentle breeze, leaving him tongue-tied. he’s sure you can see the redness spreading to his ears now.

panicking, he blurts out “—pass the flowers to my sister.” (re: go on a date with me) 

his eyes widened at his own words, wait no he meant to ask you out on a date! 

“ah… okay, no problem!” you reply, masking your surprise with a polite smile, quickly dismissing any lingering curiosity. though you do find it a bit odd that he would arrange a meeting just to pass on flowers to his sister, but hey perhaps as the captain of silvermane guards, he's simply too busy to visit serval himself. in any case, you admire his thoughtfulness towards his sibling.

“now tell me brother dearest, to what do i owe the pleasure of receiving ball peonies from you?” serval crosses her arm across her chest, learning against her workbench, her face deadpan, oh she’s definitely aware of what happened.

sensing her brother’s nervousness, she shakes her head teasingly. "oh, nevermind! please, spare me the explanation… you totally fumbled, and told them to give the flowers to me? really, geppie? and how long do you plan to drag this out for?" 

gepard sighs as he realises there's no use in trying to deflect her sharp observation. he can only resort to his last-ditch effort now: asking serval to set you up on a date with him. 

so now, you find yourself sitting at a cozy diner, waiting for your so-called “blind date” that serval has set you up on.

(“i guarantee you won’t regret it!” serval throws a playful wink at you; you give up trying to figure her underlying intentions) 

suddenly, a man walks over to you, you assume that he is your date— “gepard? what are you doing here..?” gepard's cheeks flush with embarrassment as he stands before you, a sheepish smile playing at the corners of his lips. "i, uh... i’m your blind date." he admits, swallowing nervously. 

you let out a soft laugh, “oh i was hoping it would be you.” you admit, your voice tinged with a hint of bashfulness.

hoping it was him? so that means you feel the same right?

needless to say, your date went well. before you part ways, you press a soft kiss to his already-burning cheeks (don’t do that again, you’re gonna break him), and you disappear into the distance, leaving behind a trail of butterflies in his stomach; he presses his hand against the spot you pecked, he thinks he might not be able to sleep for the next few nights, what you have done to the poor guy. 

oh gepard, he is so deeply, utterly, in love with you.  

aventurine ୨୧｡˚ ⋆

CEO playboy aventurine takes an interest in you, but you unintentionally lead him on, so he ends up falling heads over heels for you.

“meet me in my office in 5 minutes.” you immediately pause at what you’re doing, and read the message from your boss over and over again. oh gosh you’re really done for now! what did you do wrong?! your mind races as you try to recall any mistakes you’ve made recently, but nothing comes to mind… 

you nervously knock on the door to aventurine’s office, feeling your palms grow clammy with sweat. a voice rings out, “ah, yes please come in.”

you step into the room, not daring to meet your boss’ gaze. “i’m here sir, as you requested. is there anything you need from me?” you suddenly find the marble floor very interesting, opting to stare at it as you anxiously wait for his reply.

aww, are they really that shy to see me? that’s cute.

aventurine’s next sentence catches you completely off guard, “so, what do you think about my new tie, hm?” he walks over to you, a smirk forming on his lips.

is this one of his stupid schemes again? aeons, this won’t work on you.

“...it's crooked. let me fix it for you.” you reach out and adjust his tie, being careful as to not accidentally choke him (even if you really want to, just because he scared the shit out of you by calling you into his office for something like this), lest you get fired.

aventurine is pleasantly taken aback by your boldness. usually those who fall victim to his flirtatious ways are quick to shower him with compliments, but your reaction is refreshingly unexpected. or perhaps you are challenging him? oh well, a little gamble never hurts, right?

it's obvious he’s taken a liking to you; for the next few weeks, he's been calling you to his office more and more frequently, to the point where you're no longer nervous to enter, as you know it’s probably nothing serious. plus, you’ve gotten used to the “strange” reasons he requests for your presence.

including the times where he made you do your work in his office, claiming that he feels lonely and needs your (it can only be you, no one else) company. or the many-times that you told him to manage his money wisely because he CANNOT be spending thousands on you. 

“just a small gift for my favourite employee!” (and it's a whole ass car that costs way above your pay grade)

at this point, you're beginning to think he should hire a secretary. you subconsciously bring the idea up during one of your visits, what you didn’t expect was for him to eagerly agree with you. his eyes twinkle with amusement, “no wonder you’re my favourite, of course you’re interested in being my secretary, well lucky you! your new position begins tomorrow.” 

so instead of hiring a secretary like any normal person would, he makes YOU his secretary. and hey, when did you ever express that you would like to be his secretary? this scumbag…

“oh don’t be so nervous sweetheart, just sort these out for me—” he hands you a folder of documents, his fingers deliberately brushing against yours, lingering for a moment longer than necessary. “and stay here while you work on them.. want to see your pretty face.”

you think your boss is insufferable, even more so now that you’ve fallen for his charms. it's as if he enjoys playing this game of cat and mouse, keeping you on your toes with his teasing remarks and lingering touches. yet beneath the facade of annoyance, there’s something undeniably alluring about the way he looks at you, as if you're the only person in the room. well you’re not far off; you are the sole focus of his attention. 

like right now, while you attempt to maintain your composure under his unmistakably, shameless, lovesick gaze; his lips curl into a mischievous smirk,  “oh by the way, dinner's on me tonight. choose whatever you like." with a coy smile, you decide to tease him, “what? can’t even ask me out properly?” you quip, raising an eyebrow in faux innocence.

and later that night you find your boss on one knee, waiting at your front porch, in his hands are freshly bought flowers. his eyes immediately light up the moment you open the door, a horrified look on your face. “will you go on a date with me?” oh how he delights in your flustered expression.

“i said ask me out! not get down on one knee and propose!” 

“...so will you?”

don’t worry, he knows you'll look forward to the day he proposes (you’re not even dating, yet) but for now he’ll spoil you with the most lavish meal known to mankind, not that you’re complaining about it either. 

sunday ༊*·˚

not-so-accidental confession with sunday who intentionally leads you to overhear him talking about his feelings for you. 

you raise your hand, ready to knock on the door, but a voice from inside halts your movement. you hesitate, your knuckles hovering just inches away from the wood, as the unexpected sound piques your curiosity. 

“brother, why didn’t you tell me this before?” it’s no doubt that the soft-spoken voice belongs to robin, her tone carrying a tinge of surprise; and by the way she addresses the other person, it can't be anyone but sunday himself. 

their conversation sounds tense, you think it's inappropriate to eavesdrop, but just as you were about to leave, sunday's voice catches your attention, and you freeze at the sound of your name slipping past his lips. 

“—their infectious laugh, how their eyes light up with pure innocence, their unwavering passion and selflessness that knows no bounds; always putting others before themselves. how can i possibly not love them?”

your face flushes with warmth upon hearing his words, and you're unable to suppress a cough that escapes; you bring your hands to your mouth, hoping to stifle any further embarrassment.

robin chuckles, “oh brother, i understand exactly what you mean”, a genuine smile spreads across her face. “...seems like you’re expecting a guest” she raises an eyebrow knowingly, “i’ll take my leave now." with that, she gives sunday a reassuring pat on the shoulder and gracefully exits the room, shooting you a playful wink as she walks by.

uh oh… you’re totally busted

you immediately turn on your heels, trying to slip away before sunday realises you're there. but just before you can make your escape, someone grabs your wrist, holding you firmly in place. you turn around to see sunday looking down at you, his eyes flickering with emotions swirling within him.

"i swear i didn't hear anything!" you exclaim, waving your hand in front of you defensively.

“really…nothing?”

“yup! nothing at all.” you lie through your teeth, cringing at yourself.

“nothing? ...but i made sure you were there to hear everything.” a hint of disappointment evident in his voice.

“huh..?” your expression twists with confusion, a faint blush creeping up from your neck. you were meant to hear that? he just poured his heart out to his sister…about you! 

sunday smiles, oh there’s no point in lying now, he knows you heard him. (as expected)

he steps closer to you, his arms caging you between the wall and himself. “you know i meant everything i said right?” a soft smile tugged at the corners of his lips, leaving you momentarily speechless, unsure of how to respond; you can feel your chest swelling with warmth, his wings flutter subconsciously as he awaits your response. 

“y-yes…” you avert your gaze, too shy to stare into his eyes. “please, look at me…” he gently tilts your chin up, his eyes boring into yours. “i wanted to tell you that i love you, for so long” he looks vulnerable at that moment, a side he only ever shows to you; a side of him only you get to see.

“i love y—” sunday gently places his finger on your lips, silencing you. you tilt your head at his gesture, your mouth still agape. “don’t say it back yet…” moving his hand to hold your face, “allow me to take you out on a date, then tell me how you feel.” you interlace your fingers with the his that rest against your face, nodding your head in acceptance.

though sunday longs for you to utter those 3 words to him, he wants to make that moment perfect, just as you are to him. despite sunday’s intention for you to overhear him, he regrets not being able to catch your reaction to his words, so next time (re: on the date), he vows to repeat it as many times as necessary; he will do anything to fulfill your every wish.

and should you desire for him to put a ring on your finger, he will do it in a heartbeat. 

✧.*

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[midnight-pluto]

MY MODEL: PG.03 — models for a reason

MY MODEL: jing yuan x gn!reader

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

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MONDAY, SEPTEMBER 23 2023 — 6:03 PM

THERE WAS NEVER a time Jing Yuan could say he was afraid of being rejected. All of his moves were always thought thoroughly through, never missing a beat whenever he slips up yet this time, he could feel his heart thump in anticipation.

You were standing by the vending machine, digging through your bag for presumably money as Jing Yuan observed.

“So, you’re so desperate that you resort to stalking hm?” a sudden voice interrupted his train of thought.

“Fu Xuan, what have I done this time?” Jing Yuan calmly smiled.

“Spare me the small talk. What’re you doing looking at your crush over there? Waiting to grow a pair to ask for their number or something?” she sarcastically replied, “And if you’re going to try and convince me to be wingwoman for you, give me half of your paycheck.”

“I would never do such a thing,” he softly chuckles.

‘Well fuck I have to do this myself.’

“Say, where’s Tingyun? I haven’t seen her for the past hour,” Jing Yuan off-handedly remarks.

“She’s on break,” the shorter girl yawns, “Don’t tell me you’re going to make her talk to them again for you.”

“I have no qualms against being one of her other sources of income — we both are getting paid after all.”

“You’re both getting paid?! Where the hell is Tingyun?!” Fu Xuan exclaims, running off in search of the brunette.

Lifting your head from the vending machine, you see a familiar head of pink hair running towards the exit screaming for your new coworker. Grabbing your snack from the dispenser you slowly walk out of the secluded section for the machines.

A deep chuckle resounded next to you, looking towards your left your eyes widened at the sight of your not-so-secret, secret admirer.

“She your friend?” you ask him, an attempt to make light conversation.

“Hm? Yes, Fu Xuan is someone I would consider a friend,” he mindlessly nods before taking a glance at you—

And then choking on absolutely nothing.

“I— ahem,” he cleared his throat, “You’re Y/N, correct?”

“Mhm, Jing Yuan, right?” you reply, looking at his noticeably flushed ears.

“Yes,” he nods. There was an obvious amount of awkward silence between the two, interrupted by Jing Yuan once again, “So… you have Twitter?”

“Yeah, want my @?”

“Yes, that’d be great,” he quickly nods, trying his best to hide his eagerness while taking out his phone.

“Hm… nope.”

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[rinskazuu]

love me like you do ⋅˚₊‧ 𐙚 ‧₊˚ ⋅

synopsis. ꨄ︎ hsr characters and their voice lines about you as their lover!

characters: ꨄ︎ gn!reader x gepard, sunday (written at the time of 2.5), dr ratio, acheron, black swan, aventurine, jing yuan (separately)

cw: ꨄ︎ established relationship, use of they/them pronouns, use of pet names (beloved, darling, love), implied that reader has the same/relative lifespan as jing yuan, FLUFF :D

notes: ꨄ︎ continuation (more like a spin off) of my genshin lover voice lines lol (it has god awful writing and punctuation. proceed with caution). warning: i accidentally (it really was an accident) turned them into d1 yappers, mb y'all.

GEPARD

about: [name]

“so, you’ve sought me out during my busy schedule to talk about [name]…? i will indulge you just this once, considering they are my lover. what is it that you want to know? ah, before you begin, i must remind you that although you and i are good friends, i won’t tolerate anyone trying to take them from me. otherwise, i will have to resort to methods i wouldn’t normally use.”

chat: family

“you’ve heard of my close relationship with my sisters? yes, i hold them in my heart dearly. the only downside of our relationships is that they tend to nag me about [name] a lot. lynx is always trying to steal them from me under the pretext of help for her next adventure, but i know she loves them almost as much as i do. serval, being the true older sister she is, always scolds me for not taking better care of [name]. i understand her perspective but my schedule is draining, even for me.”

chat: art

“ahem, i would prefer if you didn’t bring up my skills in art, or lack thereof. please, enough with the teasing. you remind me of [name] when they first saw my so-called wanted posters. as i recall, they keeled over, arms clutching their stomach from laughter. i’ve never suffered a bout of embarrassment as bad before. so you’ve seen them too…? please spare me the humiliation.”

chat: flowers

“lynx’s dangerous journeys in the cold can also result in wondrous things, such as the flowers she brings home for serval and i to grow. i admit growing these things are difficult to say the least but i do do my best to raise them until they’re ready to be sent off—to [name] more specifically. i just can’t figure out how to get them to not wither. trailblazer, do you have any experience growing plants?”

chat: duties

“i do rather enjoy my job as the captain of the silvermane guards. i cherish and honor the responsibility, however, the hours are brutal. my constant thoughts all revolve around [name]. thinking about them, but not being able to be in their presence, feeling their touch, or just as simple as seeing them is torture in itself. nonetheless, the citizens of belobog need me—more importantly, [name] needs the protections i offer, and for that, i will pay the price diligently.”

♡

SUNDAY

about: [name]

"most handsome man in penacony? yes, i've heard that before. i'm flattered, but everybody in this universe should know my heart is already taken. you're surprised i have a lover, why is that? as you've said, i am the most handsome on this planet."

chat: jealousy

"jealous? what nonsense has gotten into you? is it that gambler or perhaps his accomplice, the doctor? i should not be surprised they display such impertinence, seeing as that gambler always tests his luck. the doctor should recheck his qualifications and his ego at that. wanting things they could never get. such foolishness i cannot comprehend. are you interested in [name], too? i won't hesitate to oppose you, regardless of our friendship."

chat: power

"the power i hold comes with such responsibility, naturally. i shouldn't be deceitful; i enjoy being in a position of authority. but then again, who doesn't? the only downside is my constant worry for [name] and robin's safety. should a day come where either or both are in harm's way, i will not resist in acting on my power. i have high hopes that the people of penacony should not resort to violence against my beloved nor my dear sister."

chat: dreams

"it shouldn't come as a surprise that the dreamscape is nothing new to me, seeing as i hold the responsibility of the safety and entertainment of many in my hands. oh, did you not mean the dreamscape? hmm... my dreams often carry beautiful memories of my beloved. [name] appears equally as comforting as they do in the realm of reality. all entities and beings cease to exist when i am within their presence."

chat: problems

"is something troubling you? inner demons... yes, i'm rather familiar with them. such a world without personal problems is so close, yet so far out of reach. if it is advice you seek, i suggest maybe confiding in a close friend or better yet a lover. sometimes it feels as if my very being is precarious, within the bounds of falling apart, but all is well when [name] is with me. they soothe my demons, hushing them as if they were never there to begin with. i am subjected to this... forlornly feeling whenever they aren't near."

♡

DR RATIO

about: [name]

"you speak in high regard of my lover i see. as expected; [name] has that effect. one where they attract all kinds of people, that of which unfortunately includes those who are reduced to stupidity. why are you surprised my beloved is someone like me? are you implying i would ever associate myself with an idiot? here i thought you were aware of my character. no matter, i'll let it slide because you are not prone to foolishness. should you make another mistake, i'm afraid i'll have to distance myself..."

chat: intelligence

"what makes a genius versus an idiot, i often find myself pondering. it certainly isn't the knowledge you gain because then again, an idiot cannot comprehend idiocy but can acknowledge the subject of math. it is the unlimited creativity in oneself and their intellectual ability. a prime example of brilliance is none other than my lover, [name]. their originality and innovation is something to admire, truly."

chat: free time

"solving equations with my lover is something i cherish. their tenacious behavior certainly puts up a challenge for me and i would ask for no other way to spend my time. books and bathtubs suffice as well, i suppose."

chat: nuisance

"to think i was enjoying my time when you just had to bring up the gambler. that nefarious man knows no bounds. i was very well aware of the way he was eyeing [name]. as if that man can even make sense of their beautiful being and mind. i've had enough. if you could make your exit, i would be the utmost grateful."

chat: bonds

"i find it rather difficult to... connect with others because there is no shortage of stupid people in this world. if i were to pick, i'd spend the rest of my time with [name] but that's already a given. i suppose you'd make a decent second option. blushing? hmph. be serious, that act is not even in my vocabulary."

♡

ACHERON

about: [name]

"on my journey throughout the cosmos, my encounters with others were never necessarily nuisances. rather, they were precious. but just like all moments in life, they are only a distant past; too far out of reach, too far out of my mind. the same cannot be said about [name]. for every minute i spend with them, i will fight to remember what it is i truly cherish in this world."

chat: memories

"it is true that my memories fade, much like the rain; very visible in the moment, but as days pass it will unite on the ground, vanishing before it is forgotten. however, the importance of rain is akin to my feelings toward my lover. it may one day be a mere bygone, but the feeling will never wane."

weather: rain

"like all little things in life, [name] finds it all fascinating. i cannot share their enthusiasm, but i do share a bit of their contentment when it comes to the weather. as the skies darken, it can form a shroud of fear toward one, yet comfort for another. the little droplets creating rivulets of water on the ground. so insignificant, yet so beautiful, the latter a lot like my lover."

chat: company

"no matter the reason, all travelers in this world are alike, their own purposes driving them to each and every corner of this cosmos. i am glad i do not have to suffer my fate alone, for it is not entirely filled with hardships. [name] is not just my lover, but my companion and it fills me with joy beyond my understanding that they will withstand any storm by my side."

weather: lightning

"a bold and bright strike in the sky, severing it ever so slightly. it is beautiful and brief, yet so powerful. i like to think the fondness i show [name] is much like lightning. i believe actions hold a larger importance than conversation, but for my lover, my words are endless."

♡

BLACK SWAN

about: [name]

"is it without a doubt my most radiant memories are with none other than my love. so, you've met [name]. by your expression, i take it that they are just as dazzling as i'm proposing. would you humbly allow me to capture your memories with them? i can assure you it's all in good's name; after all, i must oblige by my lover's safety. i wish you could see your appearance. i apologize for the scare, it's all meant to be humorous."

chat: memories

"as a memokeeper, it shouldn't be a surprise that i enter many minds. some minds are putrid; the memories i see are only vile acts of selfishness or egocentrism. others are broken, hard to explore and understand. there are minds which contain honorable deeds and acts of heroism, such as yourself. [name], however, their mind is brilliant. i could exhaust you for the rest of time just by simply sharing what i've learned from my lover, but the term brilliant should suffice. hmm? well, of course. i only entered their mind with their authorization."

chat: time well spent

"memories are integrated in my very being. even this body is merely a vessel only to serve my purpose. one day, the inevitable will come and we will all cease to exist. perhaps on the path there i will outlive my lover. in other rare cases, they may live on without me. memories are eternal and we shall all live on in the reminder of what once was."

chat: fate

"do you believe in fate, trailblazer? it is one of, if not the only, inescapable pieces of this world. what is to come is predestined. it is within my comprehension that [name] and i were bound to happen. the lights of destiny shine at me once again."

chat: time

"like the past and present, the future will hold many resplendent tales. i look forward to the stories [name] and i will share. whether it inspires a romantic and grand story or a simple poem, i will continue to dance with them until the stars begin to grow dimmer and dimmer."

♡

AVENTURINE

about: [name]

"my interactions are always based on transactions, but there's more to [name] than what meets the eye. i admit, our relationship started as a one time self-indulgent on my part, but as usual, i only invest in deals that pay off. don't bother trying to steal my darling. i mean, if you wish to do so, you can try, but remember i'm the lucky one here."

chat: luck

"i've never doubted my luck. it's as simple as it sounds—everything requires strategies and planning, even if it boils down to fate and luck, and who am i if i'm not lucky? my most treasured possession is none other than my beloved, of course. no game or bet could satiate my desires as they do."

chat: chips and gambles

"each chip has a different value, as does a person. the highest chip of profit are those who are beneficial. again, everything requires planning, but sometimes i like to revel in making a simple wager. you are easily a valuable chip, hence our cordial relationship. naturally, there are worthless ones and then there are priceless, one-in-a-million ones. my darling effortlessly tops the list."

chat: schemes

"you call it a scheme, i like to call it a master plan. with my bets, chips, my pawns in one place, and fate smiling upon me, it's hard not to win. it's as i say; the best plan is the smartest plan. how else do you think i have my lovely [name] by my side?"

chat: wins and losses

"my greatest loss was one you've heard before. i have no interest in repeating it, but i'm sure you remember what happened to my home planet. as for my wins? i've got plenty. you seem indifferent to hearing them, so i'll give you an easy answer: [name]. my greatest treasure and win is my lover. why are you surprised? high rewards always follow high risks, and they are no exception."

♡

JING YUAN

about: [name]

"the xianzhou species and natives, as you know, have longer life spans. the things we see from our day to day life often begins to blur. rather, more accurately, it begins to mesh with the background. it becomes, dare i say, mundane and dull. however, it amazes me how i still love life with [name] as my lifelong companion. my lover, who's been with me for centuries, makes my days and nights much more livelier."

chat: bonds

"yanqing is my disciple and subordinate. at his young age, he shows many promising features and skills. it is a shame that although he may be an excellent swordsman and lieutenant, his behavior often reminds me that he still a child. what warms my heart is his attachment and endearment to [name]. with my duties, i am often in the seat of divine foresight, so i cannot entertain either of them when i mostly yearn for it. i am filled with glee knowing [name] is there to care for him, and likewise."

chat: a day of work

"it is without a doubt that my work is utterly boring. it is not to say i don't love my home planet, but the work i do on a normal day to day basis is... tedious. early mornings transition into the peak of the day where it then drags into the long, wee hours of the night. thankfully, i have my beloved, [name], to amuse me. sometimes, they'll sneak off in the middle of work just to come see me, which delights me to no end. i'm fortunate to be able to see their lovely face first thing in the morning."

chat: worry

"i, as one of the arbiter-generals, have a lot to worry about regarding the luofu and the planet as a whole. there is chaos to be dispelled, questions to be answered, and a seemingly endless amount of help to be distributed. hmm? you were asking about my personal worries. well, there was a time where i was just a cloud knight, coming home when the sun was long gone with bruises etched into my skin and blood littering my armor. my greatest worry is having to see the fearful look on [name]'s face again, frightened for my safety."

chat: associations

"long gone with the wind were my old comrades and friends. like the sun sets, it's natural for more winds to blow my way. come new adventures, i will pursue new companions. one i will clutch onto for the rest of my days is [name], the most precious of them all. it goes without saying that they are whom i treasure the most, who i seek in my darkest moments, who i confide in my happiest moments with, and who i share my every being with."

end notes: ꨄ︎ i was going to include luocha, but my brain juice ran out. i typically listen to their EN voice lines on youtube (even if i have them) before figuring out what to type to get a better grasp on their canon personality, but uhm luocha was too vague as is. plus, we don't really know much about him (still love him)