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yaekiss · 1 year

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zhongli asking for ur help to lay his eggs only to learn they’re unfertlized… fucking him with them inside him to fertilize them… >< 👍

꩜ Room Content: GN! Dom! Top! Reader x Sub! Bottom! Zhongli, no gendered terms for reader, reader has a cock, Zhongli's anatomy written to have 2 dicks, a pussy, and a womb, mentions of heat, eggs. (thanks blake), lmk if I missed anything ! ꩜ A/N: I've been thinking about this since u dropped this in my inbox, @uplatterme. also tagging @mahal-kita !! <3 honestly, I didn't really mean for it to become a ramble....... and I feel like this could've been more monsterfucky idk,, I haven't reach the full potential for this one, I'll add in extra thoughts in the tags

You come home one day and you find your poor husband with his draconic features out, his tail and horns proudly on display, along with scales that shimmer faintly in the light littered across his skin, and his talons.

He's coiled up on your sofa, looking downright miserable as his tail flicks back and forth irritably. It's not hard to tell that he's in a foul mood.

"Apologies you have to see me in such a state but it seems that my heat has snuck up on me this time," he may sound sorry however, the way he's eyeing you down is anything but. As if trying to entrance you to take things further.

“I would love for it to be over fast, however, for that to happen, copulation is required.”

The hem of his robe slips down his shoulder, revealing his (unmarked) skin. He's tempting you, the sly dragon, lashes batting at you.

"But you will help me, right, dearest?"

A slash from his claws makes quick work of the sash tying his robes and he sheds the thin fabric, letting you drink in the sight of his heat. His 2 cocks are already hard and weeping, precum drooling from the tips. But what really catches your eye is his glistening cunt, folds so wet and dripping with slick.

Zhongli drags you down, looping his arms around your neck and pressing himself flushed against you, intoxicated by the warmth of your body. He frees your cock and traces a claw against its underside, eager to have it deep in him.

Carefully, he presses his cocks against yours, hissing at the searing heat of the contact. Avoiding the sharp tips of his talons, he wraps his hands around the both of you and frots. Precum beads at the top, dripping down and coating your cock with every roll of Zhongli’s hips. His breath comes out in pants, already losing himself to the mounting pleasure.

“Hah… This feels so good…!” His voice is gravelly, laced with lust as he speeds up his pace, frotting his length against yours harder. But just as he’s about to cum, you yank his hands away, stopping him from reaching his climax. A snarl builds up in his throat at this but it quickly melts into a moan as you slap your tip on his clit.

“Let’s not forget about our main goal, hmm? But first, I want you to beg for it.”

“Please dearest, pleasepleaseplease, I n-need you!” He’s frantically trying to take you into him, jerking up to meet you but whining when your hands move to clamp around the plush flesh of his hips to prevent him from moving.

“Do not tease, please, I need to carry your clutch!” And that’s all you need to hear before you’re sinking into him, bottoming out without any resistance because of how wet he already is.

“Hngk! S-so full!” His head is thrown back as you thrust, paired with how his cocks are trapped between the two of you, bliss floods every nerve in him. Shakily guiding your hand to his womb, he groans out, “Can you- ah! -feel my eggs? You will fill me with y-your cum, pump me full-!?”

His words are cut off with you pressing the heel of your palm on his clit, grinding on the sensitive nub, bringing your poor dragon to completion. He clamps down on your length as he climaxes, the sudden increase in tightness making you cum as well, his walls milking you for all you’re worth.

The veins climbing up his arms glow a molten gold as his two cocks twitch while they splatter his release on your skin. Something slithers and wraps around you, a glance reveals that it's his tail, as if trying to keep you in him for as long as possible. Greedy.

For a moment, there’s a dreamy far off look in his eyes as he pats his tummy, one that soon changes to something more animalistic in nature, hungry for more. His tail wraps tighter around you, helping you reach deeper into him, parts that have him seeing stars behind his eyes.

“Perhaps we need to go for a few more rounds, dearest. I need to make sure it takes, after all ♡”

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maaarshieee · 2 years

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⎯⎯ ୨ Him and you as gamers (HCs) ୧ ⎯⎯

ੈ♡˳ Aether, Albedo, Alhaitham, Ayato, Childe, Cyno, Diluc, Dottore, Gorou, Heizou, Kaeya, Kaveh, Kazuha, Pantalone, Thoma, Tighnari, Wanderer, Venti, Xiao & Zhongli x Gn!Reader *ೃ༄

ੈ♡˳ Masterlist *ೃ༄

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okay so idk what this is called so i just made it hcs GYDISJKANDSA,, anyways i downloaded league of legends a few days ago and im honestly addicted rn, have this short thing b4 i lose my mind on my wips, have a nice day/night!!

they teach you how to play the game thoroughly, show you the ropes, and are very supportive, even if you die. picks a support role to baby you as you get used to the game.

aether, ayato diluc, gorou, kaveh, kazuha, tighnari, thoma, zhongli

they teach you, but they're like an exasperated teacher. they repeatedly scold you for doing something you should do, and when you die they'd say "I TOLD YOU SO" and sigh.

alhaitham, cyno, pantalone, xiao (in a soft and gentle way)

would teach you, sure, but they're the shittiest teacher in a bad way. they would bait you into dangerous situations just so you'd die in the end. they'd lie about your hotkeys/buttons and you die again. your deaths are 90% because of him.

albedo, alhaitham, ayato, childe, dottore, heizou, kaeya, wanderer, venti

you have matching names, icons, and skins. the characters you use are couples or ships with good synergy. one glance and people know you're (icky) lovers.

aether, ayato, childe, kaeya, kaveh, kazuha, thoma, wanderer (he secretly loves it)

insane cooperation. great minds think alike. you two have played so much together that you know what the other is thinking, hence multi-kills in a row and always dominating the battlefield together.

albedo, alhaitham, cyno, gorou, heizou, tighnari, xiao, zhongli

you yell at each other. insulting and calling each other trash. brings up real-life beef ingame to one-up you in arguments. "you're not a pro, you can't even wash the dishes right!"

childe, dottore, heizou, kaeya, tighnari, wanderer, venti

absolutely spoils you with money. he gifts you expensive and exclusive skins of characters you like, merch, and everything.

ayato, childe, diluc, kaveh (adding to his debt), pantalone (you legit have every skin in the game), zhongli (from childe's wallet)

leaps from his seat (if youre gaming together) and kisses you all over if you won, saying that you made a good team or how you carried them.

aether, childe, heizou, kaeya, kaveh, thoma

he's the adc (attack damage carry), youre his support

aether, ayato, childe, cyno, diluc, gorou, kaeya, thoma, wanderer, xiao

he's your support, you're his adc

albedo, alhaitham, dottore (he wants u to grow insanely strong in risky ass ways), heizou, kaveh, kazuha, pantalone, tighnari, zhongli

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tartigglez · 2 years

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Hello tunblr user that I have NEVER spoken to before

Can I pretty please request dragon!zhongli doing dragon!Zhongli things

Like hoarding shiny things, and having a tail and hating random plants and squid 😭😭😭😭 idk I’m just hoping that something in this magically inspires your brain BUT feel free to ignore me

(I also really wanted to initiate ur ask box lol)

~ 🌷 anon <3

Why hello there tumblr user who i have also never spoken to! i hope this is uh,,, acceptable.

it was so hard to find a title for this oml

"my natural form...?"

zhongli x gn!reader

genre: fluff, pure unfiltered fluffiness, such fluff, many fluffitude

word count: 500-ish

tags: retail addict zhong bc we love to see it, possessive zhong, zhong hates fish zhong, protective zhong (hes a cutie patootie guys omgomomgomgomgogmogmHDKAJH), venti makes a cameo/reader is a traveller but not tHE traveller bc THEYRE MINORS I REFUSE TO WRITE THAT. thats kinda it

tw/cw: possessive dragon boi, it lowkey seems like lightly toxic behaviour but i think thats it

a/n: i wrote a little smol bit of this every night this week so its maybe a bit disjointed but whatever. this was fun to write ty tulip bb. zhongli is the cutest im so sOFT FOR THIS MAN AAAA. also send me asks, ples, pls, plsssssssss, pls.

dragon!zhongli who will buy pretty things without even realising that he quite literally has a retail addiction. will put things in random places in your house then get really confused when you move them. he keeps closely monitored stock of everything.

“darling, have you seen my golden vase anywhere”

“which golden vase?”

“the one i purchased last week, at the market”

“i put flowers in it, it’s in the kitchen”

“okay, okay, good”

“you seem awfully worried about it”

“i am not, i simply… wished to know where it was… is all.”

“i see.”

dragon!zhongli who is lowkey possessive over you but refuses to admit it, also he feels that jealousy is not a good shade on him. But he’s a dragon, and you’re his most prized treasure, so it is only natural to him to protect you, right? it can’t be helped. he's got a really good sense of smell, so he can always tell who you’ve been around in the past few hours, but won’t tell you because he's afraid it’ll freak you out.

(side note: he totally loves your scent and will compliment you on it all the time, like he’ll bury his head in your neck to calm himself down omg)

“my dear, who was with you earlier?”

“the guild had me teleport to mondstadt for a commission, why?”

“nothing my love, i simply- nevermind”

you look him in the eyes doubtfully

“tell.”

“alright. you were with the anemo archon, yes?”

“i was. i was sent out to windrise to fight some hilichurls, i ran into him and he helped me defeat them, why?”

“nothing, darling. the hilichurls didn’t hurt you, did they?”

“when has a hilichurl ever hurt me?”

“it is difficult to argue with that logic.”

dragon!zhongli who despite literally creating the harbour, refuses to go near the markets. he cannot stand the smell of the seafood that the merchants sell, so despite trying to “blend in” whilst in his mortal form, he will rarely be sighted outside the innermost parts of the city.

“li’”

“yes, dear?”

“shall we take a stroll by the harbour? i have a free hour this afternoon and we should spend some time together. i haven’t spent much time with you this week, and i've missed you.”

“i have missed you too, love, however i think that-”

“you think?”

“i think that it is rather cold, down by the harbour. Shall we go to the teahouse instead?”

dragon!zhongli who is unconsciously protective of you in his sleep. he will wrap his tail around your form when cuddling, as a literal natural response. puts it around your waist and between your arms whilst spooning you so you can hug it like a teddy bear whilst he puts little kisses on your shoulders as you doze off. tells you the stories of years gone by as you sleep to vent his worries.

“li’”

“darling?”

“tell a story”

“must i?”

“yes, you must!”

“very well my dear, close your eyes.”

#zhongli #zhongli headcanons #zhongli x reader #genshin impact #genshin headcanons #cael is talking to 🌷 anon :0

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scarasimplysimping · 4 months

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All In

Part 1 (might be two parts idk)

(⁠人⁠ ⁠•͈⁠ᴗ⁠•͈⁠)

Summary: A bet is placed to see if you can get the Summa Cum Laude to fall in love with you. (Scaramouche x Reader) (College au)

Contains: Idk. So it's one of those love stories where there's a bet. Hu Tao and Childe are kind of assholes for the sake of this fic, I am SORRY. Reader is also kind of an ass. Ooc. Some plot holes because I don't go to college or drink or smoke. Just roll with it.

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What a stuck-up prick.

That's what you thought of him anyway. He was *the* Summa Cum Laude of your year. He was snobby, self-centered, friendless, and to top it all off, he just so happened to be your partner for your big thesis.

It was not by choice but he had no partner because people were afraid of him and you had no partner because well... people hated you. It wasn't a project that could be done individually either, lest you wanted to die before you graduate.

"He's such a bore." You complain to your friends on the lunch table, Hu Tao, Childe, and Xiao. "I tried to make plans with him, really. I asked if he was free, and you know what he said?" You slammed your hands on the table for dramatic effect.

Hu Tao leaned in closer, strands of her hair falling onto the table, and alarmingly close to Xiao's food, making him scowl as he moved his tray.

"He said," you began, putting up a silly impression of him with a snobby expression. "I don't need bottom feeders like you dragging down my work. I'll handle everything. Pay me if you want."

Childe snorted. Hu Tao doubled over in laughter, mainly because you're impression was so on point.

"God, what a freak." Hu Tao mused as she wiped her tears from her face, she never passed on the opportunity to talk shit about someone she didn't like. Childe agreed with her but he was partly not paying attention. He jabbed his fork into Xiao's food.

"Fucker." Xiao muttered under his breath.

Your silly clique was a ragtag bunch of misfits in their own ways. Hu Tao was your childhood friend who always had something vindictive to say or some storm to stir up. She lived for the drama.

Childe started tagging along around highschool. He was a charming, silver-tongued ginger ball of sunshine, he started developing a negative reputation over time as as somewhat of a satyr, though.

Xiao was above all the petty and immature antics whichever one of you had the gall to cook up. In all honesty, he was only there because his older brother, Zhongli had asked Childe to help him settle in to the college life. Childe owed the man a favor so he dragged the poor emo wherever you guys went and you kind of just got used to his company.

Then there was you, there was one thing that set you far apart from them all.

Money.

They were filthy rich and you, an independent college student, had not a penny to your name after you decided to up and leave your family to follow Hu Tao to college. You didn't really have to work though, your friends pretty much covered most of your college expense as casually as a friend would by you lunch.

"I know I can't really help him, I mean, my grades are dogshit right now but like I don't know how to pay him either," You said, burying your face into your palms.

Childe scoffed. "I don't even think he means it. Plus, it's nothing to worry about. We've got you covered if that greedy little nerd actually demands shit from you."

"Yeah, just let him do everything by himself," He continued "Watch him or something, in case your professor wants updates.."

A small smirk formed upon his lips. "I bet he's not that hard to watch anyway."

You playfully punched him on the shoulder "Gross!"

"You gotta admit he is kinda cute," Hu Tao chided in. "Right, Xiao?"

Xiao shrugged, far too focused on actually having lunch.

Childe snaked an arm over you. "Tell you what, (Y/N). If you can somehow bed the prudish bastard before the end of this semester, I'll fork over some money for this month's rent."

"Hu Tao pays rent."

"I'll fork over some money for anything you want."

"Hmm... I want VIP tickets to La Signora's concert."

"Done~"

"Oh my archons! Like actually?" Hu Tao couldn't tell if you both were serious. "(Y/N), your charm is above average but I don't even know if you can pull this one off."

You roll your eyes." Have faith in me. I bet he's easy."

Hu Tao leans back thoughtfully, a mischievous smirk playing on her face. "Alright, (Y/N). If you manage to pull this off I'll give you a grand.

You gape at her. "Seriously?

"Absolutely."

You know were only entertaining the idea because they had no actual faith you'd pull it off, but to you. This was easy money.

You slowly turn to the brooding emo on the table. "What about you, Xiao?"

His eyes narrowed at you. "What about me?"

"You gonna offer anything?"

He scoffs, groaning internally and being the only one with a moral compass. "Only an asshole would find bets such as these any type of fun."

Childe flicks his wrist dismissevly. "We are assholes."

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It was hard enough convincing Scaramouche to work on the project and your (and Hu Tao's) place but now you had to deal with the emanating silence from you both. You've barely ever talked to him but the tension in your room could be cut with a knife, or maybe that was just your imagination.

He was sitting cross legged on your bed, typing away at his laptop with several papers surrounding him. You were sat across from him in the same position, nursing a cigarette in between your fingers.

"Do you want something to eat?" You finally break the silence.

He doesn't look up from the screen as he responds. "What do you have?"

You look to the ceiling, trying to recall what you and Hu Tao had last shoved into the fridge. "Uh... Pesto... Pizza... Dumplings. Probably some leftover vegetables."

"Bring me them all." Talk about shame.

"Alright." You say, putting out the cigarette on your nightstand. You couldn't help but notice the tiny scowl on Scaramouche's face as he glanced at the ashtray.

You come back balancing a bowl of pesto, a bowl of dumplings, and a bowl of salad on a box of pizza. Scaramouche pats on the side of your bed, indicating for you to drop the offerings there.

You light another cigarette as you take your previous seat in front of him.

"The weather is pretty nice today.." A sad attempt at conversation on your end.

Silence

"So... Childe's hosting a party tomorrow night, would you like to come?" You try once more.

Scaramouche still doesn't say anything, he doesn't even look up from the screen.

You blow a puff of smoke on his face. He coughs a bit before glaring at you with cold judging eyes. At least he was actually looking at you now. "I have no time to indulge in that crap."

"You have plenty of time. That thesis isn't due for another month."

"Well not exactly, since I'll be doing the work for both of us."

"Do you have a problem with me?"

"I have a problem with people like you." He glowers.

"People like me?" You raise your eyebrows.

"People who just have everything spoon fed to them by luck or by birthright and take that as a reason to slack off for the rest of their life since everything just magically works out for them." Scaramouche wasn't wrong, you really fucked around and never found out but still, what right did he have to judge you?

"Didn't know you knew me so well." You say, blowing out another puff of smoke but this time it's to the side.

Scaramouche opens his mouth to respond, then closes it once more. You had a point. It was hypocritical of him to listen to judge you based on gossip.

Finally, he speaks after a few minutes of silence.

"I was out of line." It's an apology although he doesn't outright apologize.

"Yeah." You decide to take advantage of his momentary guilt as you inquire about what he's working on. "So, do you mind telling me what you're doing?"

"Well, I'm looking online for research papers related to the topic were studying. I'm taking snippets I find interesting and I'll save them for later to expand on them in our thesis."

Scaramouche speaks a bit more but you're hardly listening. You take this time to really observe his physical appearance. Hu Tao was right; the man was cute. His eyes, his mouth, his lips. If you took a meat cleaver to the center of his skull, you'd have matching halves.

Even his hair looked softer than unicorn fur.

"(Y/N)?" He snaps you out, a displeased expression creeps upon his face upon noticing that you aren't even paying attention.

"Your hair looks softer than unicorn fur," you blurt out.

His eyes widen slightly, and you could've sworn he turned a shade pink before he feigned a disgusted look to save his dignity. "What the hell?"

You caught on immediately. There it was. Scaramouche had a weakness. The Summa Cum Laude, the bridge troll with a big brain and purple hair (as Hu Tao once described him) is someone who gets easily flustered .

"You're kind of cute." You push on.

"Shut the fuck up." His head lowers, he dares not look into your eyes.

"Come to Childe's party with me?" You ask once more.

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Scaramouche hated you. He hated your face and your voice and your personality. He hated every single atom you were made up of, but most of all he hated the way you were able to persuade him to come to this stupid party. And for what? Just because you were the first person to ever call him cute? He'd curse you and all your descendants to come.

Childe's party was just a gathering of drunks and trouble makers. His house was practically a mansion that could fit 60% of the university's student population.

He hated the blaring lights and unbelievably loud, repetitive, and distasteful music.

"I hate this!" He has to shout for you to hear.

"I know!"

"I'm going home!"

"You can't! You're my ride home!"

"We walked here, dumbass!" Scaramouche wanted to leave you truly he did but something, wasn't letting him. His moral compass or his growing fondness of you?

Childe finds you, placing an arm around your shoulder. "Hey!" He hands you a shot glass which you graciously accept and down in a couple of seconds, much to Scaramouche's dismay.

Childe pays no attention to your companion until he does a double take and realize it's Scaramouche.

"Holy shit! Is that Scara!?" Childe grins hazily. He was drunk drunk.

Scaramouche does not respond. He is frowning while Childe handed you half a bottle of gin.

You drink it within a couple minutes as you chat with Childe.

Scaramouche stands there, awkward, cranky, and out of place as the only person he's aquatinted with in this party is getting absolutely inebriated.

At some point you don't know when or from where but you get your hands on another shot glass.

"You're not drinking that," Scaramouche states firmly.

"I am." You bring the cup to your lips but Scaramouche is faster, he snatches it from you and lets it fall to the ground.

"What gives!?"

"I'm not carrying your drunk ass home just because you drank away the capability to walk!" He shouts at you.

People are staring now. Is it because of the commotion or because Scaramouche was the last person anyone would expect to see at a party?

Scaramouche didn't like the staring or the attention. "I'm going fucking home." He says, grabbing your wrist and pulling you past the crowd. "So are you."

Childe is left there, impressed. He takes out his cellphone.

To: Hu Tao

She's actually gonna pull it off. Wtf

From: Childe

You stumble and trip as Scaramouche drags you through the night. It was a miracle you could keep up. (It wasn't, he slowed his pace on purpose to match yours but it still wasn't slow enough for your drunken ass.)

"Scara, slow dooown~"

He ignores you until he feels you slip from his grasp, landing with a thud. "What the fuck is wrong with you!? Do you not have the smarts to walk!?" The boy scolds.

You decide to rest your knees a bit as you stay on the ground.

You hear him sigh sharply before crouching in front of you. "Get on."

"What? Like piggyback style?"

"Yes, damnit just get on." His face wasn't facing you and it was dark. Scaramouche was eternally grateful to the archons that you couldn't see the way his ears reddened.

He carries you like that until you're at the front door of your place. Scaramouche gently drops you off. Miraculously not panting. (He wasn't that athletic.)

"Can I trust you enough to tuck yourself in?" The boy asks, his tone was calm this time.

You nod in response.

"Alright." Scaramouche turns his heel to leave.

"Scaramouche." You call out.

He turns back to you, a little too quickly.

You try to take a step towards him except you "accidentally" trip on air and crash onto his chest. He barely moves an inch but his hands instinctively wrap around you. You can see the exact moment he scrunches his nose as well as the moment before that where his cheeks flush.

You'll blame this on alcohol later. You'll also blame alcohol for when you pulled his collar to place a quick peck on his lips.

This was the night Scaramouche nearly passed away.

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Scara paced around his room. What the fuck was that? Why the fuck would you do that? His heart still raced as fast as it did when you kissed him.

He replayed the kiss over and over in his mind. Why? Just why? He mussed his hair in frustration as he plopped himself on the bed. If Scaramouche focused enough, he could still feel their lips on his, even if it was just for a fleeting moment.

Why had a drunken asshole decided to take his first kiss? Why was he reacting so weirdly?

And why did he just tuck tail speed walk away right after it happened without saying shit about it?

(Y/N) will probably tell their friends. They'll gossip and laugh at how the smartest person in their program was turned into a blushing, sputtering mess at the mere kiss of some drunk. Some overly confident, obnoxious, attractive drunk who's lips were soft as velvet.

The thought has him reeling. Rolling to the side, Scaramouche pulled a pillow over his head and groaned into it.

"I'm done guessing. What's wrong with you?" His inner monologue was broken by his cyan haired roommate.

"Nothing. Fuck off, Dottore." His words still muffled by the pillow.

"All your ceaseless brooding is keeping me distracted. I suggest you stop whining if you don't want me to give you more reasons to whine."

Silence.

That came out wrong, but it got Scaramouche to shut up so who would complain?

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It was a crush. That's what Dottore had said to him. It made jackshit sense though. Why would he like you? You were just someone he perceived as a slacker. It's possibly because you were the only one who ever showed interest in him. He'll probably get over it when he finds someone else to adore, but he couldn't.

Scaramouche was once again working on the thesis, on your bed. He didn't bring up the kiss. Maybe you'd forgotten about it? A small part of him hoped that you didn't though.

Finally, he decides to speak up. "I demand compensation."

You shoot him a confused look.

"What? Don't you remember?" Scaramouche scowls.

"You kissed me..."

"Did I?" You feign innocence.

"Do not make me repeat myself." He orders. "That was my first kiss. I demand some kind of compensation." His cheeks were heating up as it became harder and harder for him to look you in the eyes.

"Oh?" You bring your index finger below your lips in an expression of mock thoughtfulness.

Scaramouche's scowl deepens at your mocking finger below your lips. "Do not toy with me," he warns. "You took something and I want fair repayment."

You chuckle, enjoying his ruffled feathers. " And what is a first kiss worth these days?" Leaning back on your hands, you look him over appraisingly. "I'm not convinced it was really your first. You seemed to know what you were doing..."

His cheeks redden as he scrunches his nose at your audacity. "You're insufferable."

"And yet you enjoyed kissing me." You smirk. "Perhaps you even want more?"

Scaramouche's embarrassment only grows at your bold insinuation. "You presume too much, fool," he bites back, though his resolve seems weakened.

You shrug. "Suit yourself. I was just about to offer a date."

He narrows his eyes at you, as if trying to ascertain if this is some sort of trick. "A date?"

#genshin impact #genshin impact x reader #scaramouche x reader #kunikuzushi

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casinodove · 2 years

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✧ COULD BUY ANYTHING . sagau headcanons

✧ SUMMARYzz.. 1111

Sagau except the reader has yet to descend, and is filthy rich. They already have the entire world at their fingertips, their family has wealth unspeakable and an insane amount of connections. To put it simply, reader is a stereotypical filthy rich person.

✧ PAIRINGzz.. 2222

Sagau x GN!reader

✧ WARNINGzz.. 3333

Religious themes , cult au , privacy deprivation , mentions of blood n human + animal sacrifices , helplessness , some characters get desperate .

✧ SIDE NOTESzz.. 4444

Idk why I got the motivation to write but hey, not complaining

THE acolytes found you rather interesting actually, beyond the fact that you were obviously their creator, they still happened to find the way you seemingly could buy about everything interesting.

Your mora seemed to never run out, almost as if you had an infinite amount of it. And, your device never lagged somehow.

You were always on new devices, they were sure. Each and every able to run the game faster than the last. And, well, once they got access to your camera and were able to see even a glimpse of you, they understood why.

They were barely able to see half of your room, it was well lit and actually,, seemed rather luxurious. Now, the acolytes weren't stupid. Surely, they now knew that you weren't anywhere near poor, instead they assumed your wealth was above average, if not, insanely high.

Panics, since your wealth is beyond average, that means your used to luxuries. Whatever will they do if you dislike their offerings or deem them as too cheap for your liking once you descend?? Oh, this is a disaster!

Xiao , Zhongli , Thoma , Traveler , Barbara , Kokomi , Gorou ++ any non filthy rich character basically

Someone with taste, at last! A challenge is always nice, but don't you worry for they will sacrifice treasures from all over teyvat for you. Handmade trinkets you can't ever find anywhere outside of teyvat, pretty hidden gems that sparkle and shine brighter than the sun itself.

Kamisato siblings , Pantalone , Ningguang , Beidou , Childe .

Well,,,, they'll try their best! Surely, they will find something that you'll like, no? It can't be that hard..or so they hope.

Wanderer , Traveler , Kazuha , Albedo , Zhongli , Thoma , Venti , Gorou , Kokomi

Please, their taste is beyond lavish. They'll find you the best of the best, price tags are mere numbers to them. Doesn't matter how many millions of mora they'll have to spend on merely a coat, a necklace or a pair of silk gloves for you, it isn't a waste if its for the divine creator!

Pantalone , Tsaritsa , Ningguang , Kamisato siblings .

Honestly,, they'll just continue making sacrifices per usual. And if you don't like them, that's too bad! They tried okay? You can't expect everyone to be filthy rich! That doesn't make them a sinner, it simply makes them logical person! And in the end, their wealth shouldn't matter so much that it shows their level of faith. Some people just, don't want to be spending millions of mora for a small piece of jewelry.

Rosaria , Dottore , Wanderer .

They try buying nice things that they think you'd like, it's expensive surely you must like it! Right? Right?? It's even in the favorite shade of your favorite color! Please don't be disappointed in them, they'll try get something more lavish next time they swear!

Diluc , Gorou , Kokomi , Jean .

They're the one who has built many many manyyy altars, churches and statues in your honor, still gives you things twice as expensive as like all of your organs combined.

Tsaritsa , Ningguang , Kamisato siblings

More of a corpse sacrificing person. Kills and goes to wars in your very honor, will bring multiple gallons of human or animal blood to your altars if you even imply you'd want it.

Capitano , Childe , Arlecchino

Offers you their own creations! It's free servants, and they'll never dare to disobey you! Wayy better than a normal human servant no? They're custom made, include multiple insane features and are guaranteed to help you out in your day to day life once you descend! How can you not accept that??

Dottore , Sandrone

✧ ENDING NOTEzz.. 5555

Christmas is sooo close! I may do a Christmas n New years special but that's a maybe.

✧ casinodove , 22/12/22 .

#sagau brainrot #sagau x reader #sagau cult au #genshin sagau #genshin self aware au #genshin self aware #headcanon #x reader #reader insert #genshin x reader #gender neutral reader #genshin impact #genshin wanderer #genshin x you #genshin childe #genshin venti #god reader

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nervocat · 11 months

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OK so I was writing something for Neuvillette, Zhongli and Dan Heng with a Dragon/Vidyadhara S/O and kinda went off track a bit on Neuvillettes part and now I want to make a series about it, so would any of you be willing to read a Neuvillette x Dragon reader series?

Here's a mini explanation; Neuvillette and reader were created at the same time, the reader being created as Neuvillettes companion, and over the years of their existence, they start to like each other, Neuvillette falling first (its obviously more in-depth than this, but this is the basic plot)

Idk how long the series would be, but the individual chapters(?) would be longer than my average works (I'm thinking 1k or more) and it'd take longer for me to do requests along with me focusing more on this than the stuff I write rn, if that makes any sense. Also I'll be doing a tag list for this if it's voted for me to write it, so send me a non-anonymous ask if you wanna be tagged if this idea gets written ^^

This will be slow-burn btw!!

#— ✦ nervos polls/questions #genshin impact #genshin #neuvillette #genshin x reader #neuvillette x reader #x gender neutral reader #x gn reader #genshin x gn reader

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sightoru · 2 years

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𝐇𝐄𝐋𝐋𝐎... and happy new year!! I wanted to make a post showcasing some of my favorite things i've read this year, and thank you all for sticking with me as i transition from writing on tumblr to ao3!

I do want to do a separate shoutout for @mybigbangacademia and the wonderful people i met there! it was so great to be part of something that challenged me to write, and it was so great to work together as a community ! linky.

please let me know if you'd like to be removed or untagged as well! i really don't mind at all. I also wanna say this is for fics i've read THIS YEAR, regardless of when they were posted.

now without further ado...

𝐅𝐀𝐕𝐎𝐑𝐈𝐓𝐄 𝐒𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐒...

𝐇𝐎𝐓 𝐓𝐄𝐀.... by @dilu3 scaramouche x reader, tattoo au. this is so fucking good and i literally love everything about it.

𝐆𝐄𝐍𝐄𝐒𝐈𝐒.... by @eremikan natsuo, dabi, shigaraki, keigo x reader. it's written in a gorgeous way, very unique and i love the entire story. mari has a stunning way with words and it shows through the entire piece. i cant wait to see where it goes!! MIND THE TAGS!

𝐅𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐄𝐑𝐏𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐓𝐒... by @andypantsx3 andy is so incredible and i literally devour everything they write like a boa constrictor. the most canon shouto todoroki i've ever read, and im ngl im not a massive shouto simp??? but i am eating this fic up.

𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐘 𝐆𝐎𝐋𝐃... by @yeagerbombs CEO of canon zhongli. the pining and build up is incredible, i love readers personality in this as well!!! very elaborate and stunning and one of my favorite versions of zhongli i have ever read.

𝐈𝐍 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐋𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐎𝐅 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐔𝐍𝐏𝐔𝐑𝐄... by @katsukiskitkat literally some of the best world building i've ever read in my life, binge read everything in a day in my bed while i was clutching my phone and kicking my feet like a school girl. absolutely incredible.

𝐒𝐇𝐔𝐓 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐅𝐔𝐂𝐊 𝐔𝐏 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐌𝐀𝐃𝐄 𝐌𝐄...

𝐔𝐆𝐋𝐘 𝐂𝐑𝐘... soggy by @mintmatcha. this gutted me and i will never be the same again.

𝐇𝐎𝐑𝐍𝐘... study buddy by @sems-diarie , sem always does my baby izuku right (OUR baby) and this is just another one she did beautifully.

𝐇𝐎𝐏𝐄𝐅𝐔𝐋...dead young and fair by @j0succ turned me into a diluc simp??? its so stunning and beautifully written and everything about it made my heart ache.

𝐈𝐃𝐊 𝐖𝐇𝐎 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐈𝐒 𝐁𝐔𝐓 𝐈 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄 𝐈𝐓... what doesn't kill me makes me want you more by @dottores / @twdottore im not even INTO TR (not for any particular reason) and yes i did have to look up what these dudes look like but it did not stop me from devouring this like a man starved.

𝐅𝐀𝐕𝐎𝐑𝐈𝐓𝐄 𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐊𝐓𝐎𝐁𝐄𝐑𝐒...

@tteokdoroki 's the sinister six event, which combines my two favorite things: smut, and long fic. aali killed it last year, she killed it this year and if she decides too, she'll do amazing next year.

@anantaru's kinktober was a full course meal every single day of october. they're built different, idk how they did it but they did and i applaud them. raising my glass to them like that leonardo dicaprio meme.

@vampyrsm 's kinktober was nothing short of perfect. i've reread these like 4 times.

𝐆𝐄𝐍𝐄𝐑𝐀𝐋 𝐁𝐋𝐎𝐆 𝐑𝐄𝐂𝐒...

@hanmas nsfw + sfw + multifandom.

@spacelabrathor nsfw + bnha + sprinkle of dc + longfic

@haruchiyos dc + nsfw + multifandom

@oh-katsuki dc + nsfw/sfw + multifandom + longfic

@petrichorium nsfw + multifandom

@willowser sfw + bnha

@willowser-but-nsfw nsfw + bnha

@vagabondings nsfw + multifandom

@hawnks nsfw + sfw + multifandom + long fic

@saneminx nsfw + multifandom

@alhaithms nsfw + sfw + multifandom

@tinie nsfw + sfw + multifandom

@dearbraus nsfw + sfw + multifandom

thank you all for a great year!

#[✩|recs]

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silentmoths · 2 years

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Fragile as a brick wall

Masterlist || Next

welp, I was originally going to start posting this one on Ao3 but seems they're doing some maintneance, so the tumblr crowd is the first to get chapter 1.

I havent felt this...energized about a story in a while, and while I doubt it's updates are going to be daily like my first batches of longform, here's hoping I can keep the energy up.

Zhongli x Afab (fem pronoun) Reader

NSFW elements in later chapters

Multi-chapter, Royal AU, angst, mentions of death, eventual fluff, eventual smut, idk more tags when they happen ig?

(Beautiful header made by the lovely @ainescribe ;w; i am not worthy)

Ch:1

The night is quiet, peaceful.

Unassuming.

A small group of travellers pass through the gates, silent save for the echo of hooves against cobble as their horses ascend the path towards the castle. It’s been many years since any of them have returned, and for some, they had never once set foot into the kingdom; now only following their leader, hopes of a better life for themselves and all these unassuming villagers.

They expect resistance from the guards, but as their leader removes their hood, any and all step aside, staring with wide eyes, as if they’d seen a ghost, some of them even bowing in reverence; they remembered.

They all remembered.

They all know why he’s here.

They say nothing. Turning a blind eye to the newcomers' approach, hushing any of the younger guards who had never laid eyes upon the man at the head of the party as they pass, for this, he is glad, he didn’t want to hurt any of his old friends.

“M’lord…this is almost too easy.” Xiao mutters, eyeing off the guards from beneath the safety of his hood. “This must be a trap.”

“This is no trap, Xiao.” Zhongli responds easily, turning his head to give one of his strongest and most loyal a reassuring smile. “These are old friends who are tired, just as I was.”

“Things truly are worse than I thought.” Ganyu mumbles, eyeing off the village down the hill, rundown and falling apart “Are you sure we can save this?”

“I am.” He responds with confidence “I cannot do this alone, but as you can see, the guards are on board, the villagers will be swayed easily…with all your help…this can be turned around.”

He does not mention the one other person he can think of that could truly turn the tides, she isn’t even here right now, sent on a goodwill mission to the kingdom she had been promised to, no matter, any political promises from the king would be dissolved before dawn.

He sends Xiao and Ganyu to the prince's chambers first. Despite their glaringly cruel outlook on their subjects, he needed those two alive, and he knew Xiao and Ganyu could do that. Finally, at the screaming of one of the princes, the alarm is finally raised that there was indeed something wrong in the castle, guards mobilise, yet all seem to actively avoid where the actual problem is, vanishing to other wings of the castle, dragging confused new recruits with them as Zhongli waits.

The twin’s are deposited at his feet, bound and gagged as he sits upon the throne that will soon be his, hood pulled back up to conceal his identity as he waits. The king was a proud man, and he loved this horrible gilded throne more than anything else. His mind turned feeble, greedy and tyrannical after the death of his wife, if there was anywhere he would go first, it was here.

What bothers him more are the smaller thrones, set either side. Two…one for each prince, completely disregarding their older, far more capable sister.

No matter, Zhongli would see to fixing that soon enough.

But before then, the drunken, thunderous shouting from down the hall signalled the approach of the one man he absolutely had to see.

The king shouts obscenities and profanity at him, demanding his sons be let go, that he would have Zhongli hung for his crimes. Zhongli listens silently, letting the oaf bluster himself out before rising.

“You have forgotten me…” He sighs with a shrug of his shoulders as he unclips his cloak, allowing it to fall away. “Quite a shame.”

There is a burning satisfaction Zhongli feels well in his chest when the tyrannical king he had once served so loyally, realises who it is standing before him. Despite the many years, Zhongli still looked very much the same; well kept, fit and strong despite his thin physique, and his eyes, to the king, it was the eyes.

The molten amber-gold was unlike anything he had ever seen before, and had not seen since the death of the captain of his Royal guard some five years ago.

“You-” For all his thunderous bellowing earlier, the sight of a ghost had the horrid man stunned to silence, unable to move, unable to speak, as Zhongli draws his sword, face hardened to stone.

“Me.”

–

Blood stained the throne room floor that morning as dawn breaks and the villagers slowly meander to the gatehouse. The guards, once sullen and imposing, step aside, welcoming the common folk into the castle grounds proper for the first time in over a decade.

The people begin to talk, to flock and to question as they approach the castle, once cut off, once a place of fear; anyone who had been summoned to the castle prior had never been seen alive again.

And yet the sight they are met with at the main gates is of a pyre, of the king’s body, cremating and the two princes bound, forced to watch their father’s corpse burn in the morning light.

They see Zhongli, standing tall and proud, a man none had seen since he and his battalion had been sent into battle five years prior, the only man to not return. A good, and honourable man who, despite his loyalty to the throne, oft rebelled against the king’s order, who tried his best to help the village, to sneak any excess food from the kitchens before it went to waste, to help farmers in their fields on his off days.

The people point, and the people shout. They cheer and they cry tears of joy.

After over a decade of fear and uncertainty, a new king had come in the night and usurped the throne with such vigilance and grace, that no one had even known what had happened until morning.

It was heartbreaking to him in a way, to see how absolutely no one, save for his two remaining sons, grieved the death of the previous king. When Zhongli had first joined the guard, he had been a firm but kind man, and to watch him slowly fall to the clutches of insanity was painful.

But what’s done, is done.

He is not officially crowned until the next day, but he has his small resistance group already beginning to set up and settle in, he tells the castle staff to take time off, to go home with their wages for the week and be with their families. Some do, most refuse, citing that there was much work to be done, and that the small handful of people he had would not a castle make.

It takes a week of hard labour, on both the staff and his own parts, to finally clean the dreary, grey walls and floors, to re-light the torches and to bring a touch of finery back to the neglected palace.

The king’s chambers in particular, were a testament to just how horrific the times had become. Filthy and strewn with empty bottles and papers. The staff tell him that they had not been allowed into this wing of the castle for years, and they insist on attempting to push him out so they may clean it themselves.

He doesn’t allow it. It’s his chambers now, he should have a hand in clearing out the old mess. Just because he was king now does not excuse him from dirtying his own hands.

(That and he just…couldn’t watch these poor men and women clean all this on their own)

As things settle into an easier rhythm, his attention turns to proper, administrative duties.

With Ganyu on the case, everything is already lined up, ready for him to read over and sign, she has already sent correspondence to neighbouring kingdoms that they, under new ruling, are no longer a threat; Zhongli’s ultimate goal is nothing but peace and prosperity for his home. He listens to the requests of his new tentative allies, and he allocates funds to fix parts of his new kingdom broken down under the old reign. He does his best to have everything kept fair, but this is where he falters; fierce in battle he could be, but paperwork was always taxing.

And then the villagers come again one morning. Almost all of them present to the throne room, hardened looks upon their faces, and at first, he think’s he’s done something to wrong them.

They ask first about the fate of the twins, citing that they had still been alive at the burning of the old king. At first, he’s surprised, having not expected any of them to care about the pair of delinquent royals who had caused them nothing but pain, but he tells them anyway.

“They are currently being held in the dungeons, they are still being cared for.”

“Then what of the princess? What do you intend to do with her upon her return?”

At the merest mention of the princess, the crowd begins to shout, to beg and to plead for her life to be spared, multiple different villagers of different status’ all coming forward offering to take her into their homes should he choose to banish her from the castle.

Zhongli finds himself proud of his new people, and glad that they too, held such fondness for the princess. Far more like her gentle queen mother than she ever was her father. He recalls his days before war broke out, of the fondness he’d held of her.

He would never bring her harm.

The crowd’s shouting dims at his statement of that very fact; their princess would not be harmed, she had no choice in any of her fathers matters, she would not be banished, or married off for gain. The villagers rejoice, their giddy excitement only growing.

Faintly, he hears whispers from some of them, wondering just how she would react to the new king upon her return, if she hadn’t been told already.

And faintly, Zhongli wonders if she would even return…a thought that hadn’t crossed his mind, despite knowingly waiting until he was sure she was not within the kingdom before he took control.

He hopes, of course, that she does return. If anyone deserved a hand in shaping this kingdom, it was her…and Zhongli, while keeping his intentions quiet from all but his closest confidants, wanted her to become queen.

His queen.

Once the crowd is calmed and sent on their way, he retires once more to his chambers, and finds himself, void of things to be doing, staring out the window as he remembers. A young girl, clinging to the hem of the queen's gown as her mother introduces him to her. He remembers how small and fragile she looked, remembered placing a kiss to her knuckles with a quiet murmur of ‘your majesty’ and how it turned her cheeks pink.

Remembers standing beside her on the day of her mothers funeral, watching as her face remained radiant and smiling as she spoke fondly of the queen mother. Watches as the king slowly crumbled before them all, unable to speak, unable to do anything. His sons, her twin brothers were no aid, too coddled to truly cope with such tragedy.

Despite it all, it was her who picked up the pieces of a kingdom left in mourning, and yet it was her father who took those pieces and ground it all to dust.

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#Silentmothwrites #moth is not silent #Moths Fragile as a brick wall #Zhongli x reader #Zhongli genshin #Zhongli x reader smut #(eventual)

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fatuifucker · 2 years

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omg while we’re on the topic of trans!harbingers imagine trans!pantalone [literally having the same brainrot as zhongli having boobs].

i desperately need to stuff my face into pantalones boobs (or pussy idrc)

spreading the trans harbingers agenda I see (also for anyone who is reading this from the tags, I'm trans)

[cw: dom trans! pantalone x sub gn reader, nipple + vaginal + tongue + navel piercings, leash usage, toys, office sex, subtle dottolone/pantorre implications]

I feel like Pantalone would get top surgery tbh. I mean, he has a doctor he's close partners with, no? Either way, there's one thing I'm sure of; he would get nipple piercings, specifically nipple dangles. Not just golden ones, no, silver is more of his colour. Silver with jewels attached to them. He would get piercings all over him, I think he wouldn't miss a chance to show off his money through jewellery. This includes several vaginal piercings and a tongue piercing that creates great simulation when he's giving oral. That is, if he feels like giving. He is a rather selfish man, after all.

If Pantalone didn't get top surgery and on days where he isn't feeling dysphoric, he would purposefully hug you tightly so you can feel his nipple dangles through his clothing. This would only be in places where the two of you would be alone, of course. Maybe as you're leaving for work and he's still naked in bed, he'll grab your head and squeeze you against his tits as he wishes you farewell, all while you're trying not to explode. Or before you leave his office, he'll press his body against yours, maybe even intertwining his legs with yours so you can feel all of his piercings against you as he gives you a quick peck on the lips.

He would also have several custom-made toys, including some intricately designed straps with different purposes. We have no confirmation of Pantalone's delusion if he has one, but for some reason, I'm thinking geo? Even if he doesn't have a geo delusion, maybe Dottore allows him to keep some delusions to sell or use for his own gain as a sign of their partnership (idk how likely that is but hey, this is my headcanon). And he would totally use this geo delusion to resonate with his strap — made mostly of cor lapis — to heighten the vibrations when he fucks you. He'll do the same when he uses one of those sharing dildos so both of you can feel the intense geo resonance.

I think Pantalone's work is mostly paperwork-heavy so he would have you under his office chair with a bejewelled leash and collar, tugging on it occasionally to shove your face deep into his pussy. Also he would absolutely ride your face until you suffocate like come on, don't you want to have a closer look at his piercings?

#genshin impact smut #genshin impact x reader smut #genshin pantalone smut #pantalone x reader smut #pantalone smut #regrator smut #genshin regrator x reader smut #regrator x reader smut #trans pantalone

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i23kazu · 1 year

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GENSHIN MEN AND MEOWING AT THEM .

characters. xiao zhongli kaeya diluc childe alhaitham kaveh x reader genre. romantic fluff!! suggestive sentence in diluc's one an. i am losing my mind. is it obvious | please reblog!! im getting back into writing and reblogs with tags and comments will make me want to write more :D

xiao

he really goes wtf yn. then meows back quietly, almost as if he didn't respond at all. shake him by the shoulders to get him to meow again, because this is a once in a lifetime thing...

zhongli

meows back without hesitation. he finds it confusing, why are you pretending to be a cat? he'd play along. still confused. please explain to him that you are not a cat. or play a prank on him, pretending that you did get turned into a human cat. who knows?

kaeya

meows back without hesitation, but purrs and smirks at you as well. sneaky cat. if you ignore him, he'll keep doing it to you wherever you go until you give him a response that he wants. please meow for him. PLEASE MEOW FOR HIM (he's on his knees)

diluc

doesn't meow back, looks at you and goes ???wtf yn. what was that for. why. whats wrong with you. why are you like this. why are you so pretty. where do you live. can you makeout with him

childe

looks at you and goes HIDDEN TALENT🔥🔥🔥KEEP IT HIDDEN🔥🔥🔥 also very confused. will probably meow back at some point. please keep trying this is hilarious. teucer probably starts meowing too. stop infecting him

alhaitham

"no."

kaveh

bro thinks its a competition and he starts meowing louder than you. then he starts barking to assert his dominance and to show you whos boss.... keep meowing and he'll keep barking. shut him up with a kiss, maybe?

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aimfor-theheart · 2 years

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for the made up fic title game… how about “ambrosia spit” or “you bear the ark” or “no lovers amongst wet embers”

lore my beloved these are SO COOL OH MY GOD! and you’re making my brain WORK 😤😤

let’s go

ambrosia spit

pairing: suguru getou x reader

tags: manipulation, yan!getou, yan!reader, angst, obsessive and unhealthy relationships

summary: out of everything you could’ve wanted in the world, suguru getou is at the top of your list.

idk why but instantly thought of him for that title. absolutely thinking of a sort of “immovable object meets unstoppable force” with the reader and getou in this one. when he’s crazy but reader is crazier <3 give it up for the yan!readers!!!! maybe it’s his turn to be uncomfortably coddled and embarrassed <3

you bear the ark

pairing: nanami kento x reader

tags: angst, hurt no comfort, DARK, came back wrong trope

summary: your technique allows you to animate lifeless objects. after you lose your fiancé, you push its power to the very limits.

listen. i am obsessed w the idea of nanami coming back Wrong. haunting you. some horrible version of who he once was—but you have him again. and that’s all that matters, right?

no lovers amongst wet embers

pairings: zhongli x reader, childe x reader

tags: angst, hurt/comfort. maybe. no happy ending. idk the title is angsty.

summary: you wish it would always be like this; just them and a table full of food. but you know better than anyone that nothing is meant to last forever, especially not food, and especially not the three of you.

sorry sorry i am an angst machine you know this 🙈🙈 i looove the thought of a lil messy triangle w childe and zhongli. the more hurt the better ❤️‍🔥

send me a fic title and i’ll make up a fic!

#thank you lore!!!!! my love!!!!!#hehehe these were fun #got the gears turning #cielo chats!

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mari-writing · 2 years

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Not Forever | Immortals x Traveler!Reader [Angst] | Genshin Impact

[It wouldn't be death that would do you apart... it would be your home]

Fandom: Genshin Impact

Genre: Angst because I can't write happiness, Hurt no comfort cause I don't do that either

Characters: Immortals, i.e. Zhongli, Venti, Ei, Raiden Shogun, Albedo, Xiao, Ganyu, etc

Perspective: 2nd Person because I don't think I am physically capable of writing 1st person

Word Count: 721

Would it have been easier if you fell in love with a mortal instead? To live in this world until they grew old and grey? Holding their hand as they passed into the afterlife before you would leave this world for your homeland... and never return?

Gazing beside you, your beloved didn't meet your gaze. They were instead enamored by the night sky. There was the shape of a gentle smile on their lips as the shooting stars swept through the skies, leaving a trail of twinkling, gold stardust.

A sight that only you would ever witness - a smile they only had around you. It made your heart clench. It made you question your once solid conviction.

Would you be okay not seeing that smile anymore? Not being in their presence?

Where would you go for company when you were feeling alone? Comfort? A compass?

Your breath caught in your throat as your lips quivered.

Could you really abandon them?

No. You didn't need these thoughts now or ever. For when your quest in this world finally ends, so would your time here.

Besides, you had to go home. Family and friends were waiting for you. To welcome you home and hear the stories of your travels.

How could you ever break your promise to those you call home?

You found yourself shaking as you placed a hand over your mouth. It felt like everything you had been holding back for as long as you could remember had found a way to crawl out. Regardless, you swallowed back the sobs that had climbed from the remorse you buried long ago and tried to regain composure. But how could you?

In this world, they were your home.

Then your beloved turned to you, mouth open to ask your thoughts on the lovely evening, but it was clamped shut. They saw the person they loved the most trying hard to stop any noise of sadness from escaping. Even in your pain, the world did not forget to illuminate your face - the face they have grown to love. A lone tear slid down your face, glistening in the night light before you hurriedly wiped it away.

Startled, they called out your name and reached out to touch you. But you only flinched and edged away from them. Blinking, they retracted their hand and whispered for you, trying not to let their own pain show, and offered you a wobbly, comforting smile.

Sniffing weakly, you gave them a bitter-sweet smile as guilt gnawed at your heart. Eventually, they wouldn't be calling out your name anymore. Because you wouldn't be there. That horrid thought made you frown as you stared at your shaking hands. Taking in a deep breath, you clenched your fists as you looked into your beloved's eyes.

Your face was devoid of emotion, save for the tears that still lingered in your eyes. "I just wanted to remind you," You started, voice so cold it was foreign to their ears. "Of what I told you when we first confessed to each other." You watch as your beloved lost any trace of a smile, eyes darkening at the memory.

"'My homeland will take both my bones and my soul.'" There was a heaviness in the air when you recited those words, much heavier than when they were first said. "I refuse to be killed in this world." You said, turning to the sky. You hadn't been able to fully appreciate the night with your mind preoccupied with the idea of this dreaded moment. The sky was beautiful but was only sullen in your eyes. "Not by hillichurls, Gods, nothing." The words made your heart swell with determination. "My quest will end with me returning home. I swore it." You whispered the last sentence, gazing at your pinkie finger. "And I intend to keep my promise, even if it hurts you in the process."

Even if it hurts me, you couldn't add.

"I..." They eventually started. You didn't look at them this time. "I know." They whispered, looking over at you.

Their voice was as broken and as defeated as you felt. Neither of you was in the place to comfort each other or yourselves. It would have been pointless. Yet it would have been another thing you would miss when the time eventually came.

All because you two couldn't be together forever.

I think I wrote this like one or two years ago, but didn't have the balls to post. For some reason at 3am, I had the balls to post.

Then it didn't post, so I'm copying it over to this new post. Hope this one it works?

Will probably lose previously mentioned balls later today, and delete this.

#genshin impact #genshin x reader #genshin impact x reader #venti x reader #raiden shogun x reader #ei x reader #zhongli x reader #xiao x reader #ganyu x reader #albedo x reader #angst #I wrote this before Yae so IDK if this fits her #lets pretend it does lol #If there is anyone else that might fit this lemme know and i'll add them to the tags/chacter list above #also i wrote this with venti in mind so if there's any use of 'he' instead of 'they' please tell me I tried my best to correct it after #crying every time i read back I notice a new mistake #this is why i haven't been able to publish anything since i was 10 #okay im nervous I'm proud of this and want to share it but also feel selfish and want it to myself #is this what you call gatekeeping?#I havent written in years guys i don't know how to tag #i last wrote on wattpad years ago what a good time tbh #damn this is long i'm sorry i'm done #no wait i lied #still hella nervous #yall be nice #please #okay i'll stop i think #yeah thats it lol

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euphorickaeya · 2 years

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𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐜𝐚𝐥𝐜𝐮𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐝!! pt. 4

honey’s notes: redid the whole notes because this was really old, I had something written but, it wasn’t how I wanted the story to go, and so I have rewritten it, and hopefully this is better!

pairings : Zhongli, Ei, Venti, Albedo, Aether x reader.

reader uses they/them pronouns.

[content warning : arguing, swearing, kidnapping. drugging. muttering and borderline obsession from Albedo/Venti. Mentions of a dark room, can cause anxiety.] I would like it if anyone under 16+ would not interact with this specific chapter.

recommended song: everything I wanted - billie eilish.

it has been days, since the incident. You refuse to look at your acolytes in the face, their pleads seem to get nothing out of you. Your phone has buzzed non-stop, your “friends” talking about pressing charges, and talking about how crazy, your “cosplay friends” were.

you sat in your kitchen, your coffee now gone cold, you didn’t know how it went wrong so fast. You needed to get rid of them, they didn’t belong here. Why did you even house them? Why couldn’t of you just told them to go back? Force them to work something out? You couldn’t help but space out, the sun’s rays hitting you from your kitchen window.

Zhongli and Venti stood in the entrance of the open kitchen, looking at you worriedly, you’ve been sat there hours ago. Just staring straight ahead into your kitchen window, your hands holding your coffee mug. They all knew you were angry with them. Could you blame them, though? They were reverent acolytes, everything they knew to do was in your name, it always was and always will be, till their dying breath.

Ei stayed away from you, she has cocooned herself is the guest room you’d allowed them to live in, any time you’ve walked past it, you’ve heard nothing but muffled mutters and repeated phrases from her. It creeped you out, as much as you loved Genshin Impact, this isn’t what you wanted.

You never wanted overbearing people in your life, never the overprotective glances, the suffocating clinginess they put on you, the responsibility of taking care of them, feeding them. They don’t have documents in your world, no proof of life. You knew they didn’t care to come back to their world or to stay, but they wouldn’t survive in your world, how could they? They didn’t exist as real people in your world.

You never wanted this, you’ve gotta remember that.

You let out a sigh, Venti and Zhongli perked up, you’ve moved, standing up from your seat and dumping your coffee into the sink, before looking at them. “You need to get out of here, this world, MY world.” You spat.

The two were taken aback, but, why? What did they do? Why did you want to kick them out?

“Why?..” Venti mumbled out, the small pitter patter of his feet approaching you. You put your hand up. “Don’t dare walk closer to me. Ever since you’ve been here, all five of you, you’ve done nothing but ruin my life. It was nice at the start,” you grip the edges of your kitchen island.

“But you’re a nightmare. You guys shouldn’t of come here at all, I thought, it would be nice, but you guys are scary and you’ve creeped me out.” You walked past Zhongli and Venti.

“but, your grace—“

“ENOUGH. I’ve had enough of your “grace” and god bullshit! I’m not a god! Stop putting that on me, don’t you hear me?! You’re not real!” Your hands push zhongli away, his back hit the wall, portraits and paintings fell from off the wall, colliding with your tiled floors.

“Stop this nonsense, okay!? I’m no god, I’m just a simple human being, why are you so dense? Has your belief turned you blind?!” You let your anger out, you were sick of it, the calling of your name as if it was a holy grail, the obsessive belief that anything you’ve touched has been blessed. it’s driving you nuts, you can’t live like this, it’s too much of a punishment, especially when you’ve done nothing wrong.

Zhongli and Venti stayed quiet, by now, the rest of the crew has come down to see the commotion. They stay silent as you held zhongli to the wall, you’re huffing angrily. “don’t you know, i bleed red, my eyes shine dull, they don’t shine stars, my hair doesn’t flow in the wind nor is it unnatural, i can’t command the nature of your world or mine.” Your voice felt like it was pleading, pleading to have them see that you’re normal, someone who’s got a common life, you grow, you work, you earn money.

You can’t grow money, you can’t heal anyone, you’re no miracle. “This, unreachable standard you’ve put on me along the months you’ve been here, it’s killing me. So please, just stop.” You let go of Zhongli as you step back, tears threatening to fall from your eyes. Not a peep from any of your…well. Them. Not a word, from them.

“Okay.” Albedo said. He calmly walked upstairs, hands on some papers he must’ve wrote some research on. Ei no longer cried, her eyes seemed dull, as if, a doll, her puppet. Aether’s eyes went through a myriad of emotions, from hurt, to confusion, to losing hope. He knew he shouldn’t of trusted you, held out hope that maybe, if he could bring you back home, you’d convince his sister to come back to him.

Venti looked at you, before your hands, red and scuffed, he mumbled something you couldn’t hear, before his hands held yours, “if you wish us gone, then, ill make that come true, just, don’t put your anger on us anymore, that was never our intention.” His hands lifted yours to his lips, a kiss on your fingers, feeling like a gentle breeze.

Zhongli walked away, after dusting himself off, not a word to you or anyone else, just left the room. You didn’t hear from any of them, the rest of the day.

you paced quickly in front of the door to Albedo’s and Aether’s shared room, you had wanted to apologize, you felt like you shouldn’t of yelled at them, you were angry, stressed. You knocked on the pale door, “albedo?..aether?”You called out softly.

“I just wanted to apologize, I, didn’t mean to blow up in your face, I was stressed and…” you weren’t sure if you should continue. “I just..I hope you know I didn’t mean it, you guys are just as stressed as me.. I know you’ve got stuff to get to, back home..” you fiddled with your hands, hearing no response you just sighed.

You had the same reaction to the room the archons were in, not an answer. You walked back to your room, feeling defeated. “goodnight guys.” You called out to the corridor, hoping that they were okay.

You got ready for bed, an uneasy feeling in your stomach. You weren’t sure if it was because of the fact that you’ve gotten no response, or that you’re feeling the guilt. You just hoped that you can sleep it off, try to ease yourself. Your hands ran down your face, a big sigh coming out of you.

You switched off your lamp from your bedside table, snuggling into your bed, blanket bunched up on you, being held tightly. You couldn’t sleep, your eyes wouldn’t close. You felt, like being watched. Like you weren’t alone. You scanned the room in the dark, you laid awake in the dark for a good while.

You clutched your blanket closer to yourself, unsure of whether to check out what’s creeping you out or not. after a good twenty minutes of laying in your bed in the dark, you decide to reach for your lamp when a hand clasped you mouth and wrist, a scream came out of you then, looking everywhere for your captor’s face.

“Shh, it’s okay, it’ll be okay. You’ve left us no choice, your grace. You’ve been in this world too long, too brainwashed into a mortal’s life.” The person whispered to you gently, you could feel the fear creeping up in your veins, your hands start to shake, tears starting to form in your eyes.

“I’m sorry, this will hurt a little.” A prick in your arm makes you jump, before squirming, the person holding you seemed strong, not before long, your eyes start to droop, you could feel your strength leaving as you tried to fight till the bitter end, before your eyes closed, you could see the moonlight enter your room, as the room faded out, albedo’s melancholic smile was the last thing you saw.

#genshin sagau #sagau #genshin self aware au #genshin impact x reader #genshin x reader #yandere genshin #euphoric~works #albedo x gender neutral reader #venti x reader #zhongli genshin impact #ei x gn!reader #aether x gender neutral reader #IM SO SORRY FOR THE LONG WAIT >:///

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dovahkook · 2 years

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Divine Blessings

Pairing: MORAX (ZHONGLI) x READER

nsfw: sacrilege, corruption, breeding, dragon-hybrid, dacryphilia, dumbification (not in this piece)

PART II > here

tags: smut, concepts of war, morax being a menace, idk what else just be warned the piece is kind of dark and it involves death, maybe some gore, religious themes, kinda blasphemous and the reader is a heathen… for now…

A/N: I havent written in a long time lmao lets get this out of the way because what better way to bring good luck than to be fucking the geo archon himself, right? hope you get him within your first 40 pulls :) this was supposed to be a quick fuck piece but ended up having a plot that i have not gotten to the fucking lol. also i want to keep it gender neutral but when it comes to the smut i'll give warning on how it's handled.

You knew the fate of your nation was doomed the moment your god declared war against Liyue Harbour. The foolish, egotistical buffoon that was the God of Dreams really thought he would be able to reign over both nations when up against a god as merciless as the Lord of Geo, Morax.

Insufferable, truly.

You never held faith in the god of dreams. Your family believed you were the one who plagued them with misfortune ever since you refused to worship the deity of your nation but you stood your ground. Refusing to believe in a god who did nothing for his people and who would punish non-conformists by plaguing their sleep with nightmares until they eventually gave into his ruling.

How could you ever respect a tyrant?

It did not matter if your family sent you away to live and serve at the god’s shrine as a 'cleric' in hopes of you finding a way to let the lord of dreams into your life. You could never allow yourself to fall into the false promises of a god so arrogant.

A god so vile.

Living in the temple, you knew of the wicked cards up his sleeve. The secrets only the other priests and priestesses knew of the god.

The stairway leading towards the temple began in the centre of the city, granting access all the way up towards the altar where people would make their offerings to the god of dreams. Beyond the altar would be the entrance to the realm of dreams, referred to as Haze, where the god would spend his time gathering his army in preparation for the overthrow of Liyue. No mortal was able to pass through to the realm of Haze without their bodies being tarnished by horrid scars and their mental state declining ever so slowly that it was painful for those simply witnessing it.

The god not caring about the effects it left on those who were curious as he believed they deserved it for going against his wishes.

However, the clerics of the temple had a special blessing laid upon them to enter the realm to care for an imprisoned soul. The god’s triumph card: an illuminated beast that he enslaved during one of his conquests. Taking advantage of the poor being by exploiting his weaknesses and forcing him to destroy any weaker gods daring to oppose the tyrant.

The other clerics dreaded tending towards the hostile adeptus as he would try to fight his way out of the realm but nothing could free him no matter how hard he tried. And this was your only advantage over the other devotees. The beast was less hostile towards you, the one who would try to sneak him in proper food and water and who would try to clean his wounds after battle. You came to know him as Alatus, the only other being who seemed to hate the God of Dreams as much as you did.

What good did forcing beliefs ever do for anybody? What good could possibly come from a non-believer living in the temple for deity worship?

The downfall of said deity was a start.

One day as you were making your way back towards the shrine, the earth began rumbling under your feet. Stone steps leading to the opening gates of the altar cracking and shrieks in the far distance were carried through the wind. Maidens in the temple tried rushing towards the doors to call to those in the village to seek refuge in the sanctuary while guards left all posts to stand at the city gates. All was happening at once as the watchtower chimed the bell that stood as the warning of incoming forces. A bell that signified something worse than death was coming.

The god of dreams suddenly made his way to the centre of the city where everybody could see their deity. Silver wings unfurled and the tips of his indigo hair streaked a vibrant azure as he called upon his allies and summoned his bow in preparation. Standing with him was Alatus, as well as his summonings from the realm of Haze. Titanic sized elemental beings who were forced to obey the god as he had their state of mind altered through their dreams.

It was all or nothing now; a war that cannot be lost.

“My people, lend me your strength and stand with me this day. Morax is here.”

And with that declaration, a thunderous roar shook the earth once more.

Morax, the lord of Geo, the ruler of Liyue harbour - strode ever closer with only two other allies at his side. A dragon as tall as the mountains itself, and a crane that flew above them, large and enchantingly graceful with every thrash of her powerful wings.

You stood motionless within the sanctuary of the temple, far into the city and towering over to symbolise as a beacon to his people that he is ever present. Fear creeping into your heart thinking of where your family may be at this hour while a war looms ever so greatly over their heads. But even your thoughts were not fast enough to keep up with the reality of a war between gods.

Even from the farthest point of the city you could see soldiers fall into the shattering earth as the great dragon seeped into the bedrock and caused the ground they stood on to be littered in gorges that burst into flames. The crane took charge of fighting off the titanic creatures with an art so pure and filled with elemental energy that it could even freeze over the fires the dragon created in the earth. And with the hands of his allies full, all the god of dreams could hope for was to defeat Morax with his triumph card.

The Devourer of Dreams.

Morax invaded incoming attacks from the God while the young adeptus blinked in and out of mists of black ruin in an attempt to land a strike. Futile attempts and the sound of weapons clashing raptured through the city.

You watched as the sky became a blanket of frost and the ground below sunk to swallow up those who dare cross the lord of geo. People ran towards the alter, tears streaming down their face as they wailed their prayers for safety in the sanctuary.

Eventually they reached the middle of the city. Defences shattered and all allies nearly slain by the hands of the crane and the dragon alone. Morax still fought on as he pushed the god and Alatus further and further into the city in attempt to reach the temple. Your eyes widening as you noticed the dragon and crane taking on human forms and dispersing over either side of the city to clear it of any hostiles. The dragon making his way to where your family used to live.

Your feet took the initiative for you, running to follow in pursuit of the dragon and ignoring the pleas of the other priestesses and attendees to remain behind and care for the people of the city. You did not care. Their god could not protect them so why would you risk the safety of your own family and place your faith in that false promise of a god to keep them protected from the wrath of the rock.

It felt as if every bone in your body was on fire as you ran towards the location of your old home. The sheet of frost causing your skin to burn from the cold temperatures while the smoke of smouldering earth filled your lungs. You persisted through. Tears in your eyes from the pain that you had to swallow back and used the scarf draped over your shoulders to wrap around the lower half of your face.

Of course, all was futile.

When you arrived at the scene, your house was in ruin. Roof caved in and bodies of neighbours trampled along the street painting the ground the most nauseating shade of red you had ever seen. This is what happens when you placed all your faith into a god who did not care for his people. You did not bother moving from where you stood. Snowflakes gathering on your shoulders and eyelashes and your gaze never faltered from the childhood home you would never be able to return to.

To the family who gave you away to a god who failed to protect them.

A building nearby caused a reverberating sound of malice that brought you back to your senses. The adeptus covered in karmic mist laid meekly in the rubble of the building after Morax managed to subdue him. You watched helplessly as the - now human form - of the dragon strode towards the impact and checked the pulse of the adeptus. His eyebrows furrowed as he knelt down to pick up Alatus and slung him over his shoulder. Were they going to enslave him too?

The dragon looked towards the sky and you followed his gaze. Not far above both of you was Morax himself and your heart stopped momentarily when your eyes met the ones of burning amber.

Knees feeling weaker and breath hitching as you witnessed the grip on his spear tightening before he gazed back towards the dragon who found his attention on you, too.

That was your cue to run.

No prayers following your lips as you tried fleeing back towards the temple.

No sight of the God of dreams anywhere near Morax.

Only the blinding frost and sound of screams could be heard now.

You carried on running.

No time to stumble.

No time to look back.

Because of that false god, your life was on the line to a God whose wrath was said to be worse than the fate of death.

You managed to get back to the stairway of the temple before your body eventually gave in to exhaustion. Frustration pulsing through your veins telling you to MOVE! GET UP!

But nothing.

You clenched your fists, damning the god who caused all this by his declaration.

And soon, the shadow of the Lord of Geo could be seen behind you.

Tears, warm and staining your cheeks dripped onto the cracked stone as you accepted your fate.

Laying there, the last sight your eyes would burn into your mind was of the maidens erratically trying to shut the gates to the temple.

“I knew your false god could not protect us.” Were the last words said before slipping into darkness. And you hoped that those words, you so bitterly mumbled, reached the ears of the god who failed everyone.

#zhongli x reader #genshin impact #genshin impact smut #morax x reader #genshin impact morax #xiao genshin impact #alatus #genshin impact x reader #genshin fanfic #rex lapis x reader

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