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aeragan · 7 months ago

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ᴅɪʀᴛʏ ꜰᴀɴᴛᴀꜱɪᴇꜱ ⨟ ʜꜱʀ ᴍᴇɴ

✭ pairing(s): aventurine, dr ratio, boothill, gallagher, sunday, sampo, jing yuan, blade, luocha, jiaoqiu, moze, dan heng, gepard, caelus, welt (seperate) x reader

✩ inspo: Satellite by Smash Mouth (i'm serious)

★ in which: his mind drifts off to when he's thinking about you.

✧ a/n: grinded too hard on this feeling like a degenerate. healthy body healthy mind tho :P

🗒 cw: SMUT, gn reader, window fucking, manhandling, oral, overstimulation, dacryphilia, shibari, frotting, edging, outdoor sex, semi-public sex, blowjobs, vague a/b/o if you squint, biting, clawing, cockwarming, pegging, getting caught, fliming, biting, clawing, predator/prey, slight corruption kink? (virgin reader in welt's), voyuerism, toys, stacking donuts on it, whipped cream, etc etc, blowjobs, not proofread

✎ wc: 4.3k

MINORS DNI, 18+ ONLY

⎯ Aventurine

Rest assured, AVENTURINE has all sorts of dirty thoughts running around in his mind. Some are jokes, he’ll bring up fucking you on the poker tables, but he never really means it. That one is far too outrageous for even him, he doesn’t want to damage his and your reputations. As much of a celebrity he is, there are certain things he likes to keep away from the media, and that includes you. Unfortunately, that doesn’t stop the press from spreading rumors that he does, in fact, have a partner.

However, one of his fantasies isn’t far off from that idea. There’s something so scandalous about having you pressed up against the window, stripped completely, as he fucks into you. What are the odds someone were to look all the way up at his apartment, at that specific window? Will they see you? Will they see him? It sends a thrill down his spine, just to think about it.

It’s not as if anyone would recognize you from that far up, and the same goes for Aventurine, but it’d be something to fan the flames of the rumors, no? It’s not like his apartment is public knowledge, thank Qilpoth. But being able to show you off like that, at your most vulnerable, in the most intimate way possible… and all his.

⎯ Dr. Ratio

VERITAS does not allow himself to think of such lewd thoughts throughout the day. It is inappropriate for someone of his position, and as much as he loves you, he doesn’t wish to distract himself. When he’s off work however, and especially when he has time with you, he doesn’t mind indulging in your fantasies. Your fantasies are his, he believes, and he’d do all he could to keep you happy, no matter how lewd it is.

However, you’ve noticed one thing he particularly enjoys is throwing you over his shoulder, carrying you to the bedroom, before keeping you on edge all night. It’s an artform that he’s perfected. Every lingering touch, every disapproving stare when you beg for more, as if you’re just so impatient. And yet, he praises you. Every single word goes straight to your core, causing you to whimper and shiver under his touch. And he rewards you with more praise, all while you feel as if your sanity is holding on by a thread.

If he finally has a day off that night? Good luck. His job isn’t exactly easy, you know, and a lot of times he feels particularly stressed… and what could make him feel better? That’s right. Indulgence. He wants you to be a trembling mess, perhaps even a crying mess, to be so reliant on him for your orgasm while he enjoys whatever he can. He buries his head between your thighs most often, feasting like a famished man, yet always pulling back when your moans become too loud.

⎯ Boothill

BOOTHILL doesn’t have many fantasies, not now, anyways. Especially sexual fantasies. He’s got all he wants when it comes to you, to taste you whenever he wishes, play with you how he likes. He likes to focus on your pleasure above his, even if he got his cock installed, sometimes he forgets he has it.

However, one thought has plagued his mind ever since he first saw you bare. He curses himself for always coming back to what he knows is destroyed and gone, and yet, he can’t help but see it so clearly. To make love to you; yes, proper lovemaking, as much as he’s grown fond of the feverish way he devours you, he wants to take his time.

He pictures you riding him under the stars of his home planet, out in the plains. To feel the warmth of your skin against him, how the moon bathes you in its ethereal glow. He wants to enjoy the night of Aeragan-Epharshel, and he can only wish that he was human again. To feel you around him, the way your thighs would press against his sides, your hands on his chest. This thought has been the only one to make him wish he had still been human, still been alive, or had simply met you earlier.

⎯ Gallagher

GALLAGHER is a simple man. Any fantasy he’s had is already fulfilled, he likes to think. Someone to come home to, someone to jack off to (as crude as it is), someone to simply hold. Yet, tonight, he finds himself dreaming of you.

Oh, what a torturous week it’s been. Every shift has been excruciatingly slow, from dealing with petty theft (how is that possible within a dream?) to chatting with regulars in the Dreamjolt Holstery. Both of his workloads have doubled in size, it seems, and he was finally starting to feel the effects of stress, something he swore he never dealt with. Yet, in those stray moments in the storage room, his mind finds its way to you.

To have you naked, spread on the bed, waiting for him, it makes him bite his lip. Sure, when he gets home, he can always ask… but there’s something intimate about you knowing he had a bad day, that he needs to destress. He imagines all the ways he would take you, doggy, prone, have you ride him til you see stars… Perhaps he could text you and get the conversation going, but that would lead him to be distracted at work.

⎯ Sunday

As virtuous as SUNDAY is, he cannot help but let his dirty thoughts get the best of him. For so long he had been neglecting his sexual needs, deeming such impure thoughts a sin and an obstacle to his pursuit for true order. And yet, of course he couldn’t push such thoughts away. As your relationship progressed, his thoughts only became more wild and unrestricted– or at least, as ‘wild’ as a man so vanilla could get.

It’s only natural for a man so tied to order to like the idea of relinquishing control. Not that he’d voice it, of course. He was head of the Oak Family, and was expected to keep up his appearances as such. No one needed to know that in his head, he was submitting to you so easily. He enjoys being underneath you, able to relax while you handle everything else. Even if you were simply riding him, it’s something that feels freeing. He doesn’t have to be in control all the time, especially with you. This is his way of saying he feels safe, even in such an intimate manner.

He finds it hard to tell you, of course. He trusts you, but admitting that he likes something like that? He’s never talked so lewd before. To come up to you, bring up the conversation, and say he wants to try being pegged? He blushes at the mere thought. It’s not that you would say no, he isn’t afraid of rejection. He simply can’t fathom the words coming from his mouth. He doesn’t enjoy feeling pathetic, either… knowing that he’d be putty in your hands as soon as the tip pressed in.

⎯ Argenti

ARGENTI, who submits to your every whim and desire, does his best to not act on his own. Because of his vow, he does his best to curb all indulgences, sinful or not. However, with you, he believes there is room for leeway. He can’t deny you, especially when the mere thought of you stirs up such delicious ideals, especially when you tell him all you’d like to do with him, and to him.

And that's when his mind wanders. When he’s alone, his mind occupied with thoughts of you and only you, he finds it hard not to touch himself. And so, he does, palming himself through his trousers as his breath becomes ragged. You’ll be back soon, he thinks, and it sends a shiver down his spine, making his cock twitch. What would you do if you were to catch him? Praise him? His cock twitches again, precum leaking through his trousers, as he continues to rub himself. Or perhaps you would scold him, how dare he do something so lewd. Without you. He can’t help the moan that falls from his lips.

He wants you to catch him, every single time. He leaves the door unlocked, sometimes leaving it open a crack, keeping his legs spread, angling his body towards the door. He does not mean to, but he tends to flaunt himself. It’s all he feels he can do as he waits, and waits, and waits. He needs you to see him before he makes a mess of himself, so proudly, all for you. You have caught him a few times, and you don’t disappoint when you do. Sometimes you do scold him, punishing him by deciding to finish the job yourself, only to leave him on the cusp, over and over and over, making him plead and beg you for more with such a beautiful face. Glossy eyed, flushed cheeks, raw lips, it’s wonderful to have such a pious knight at your mercy.

⎯Sampo Koski

You can never evade SAMPO, nor can you evade what dirty thoughts linger in his mind. He loves to tell you all he wishes he could do, either over the phone, over video, or in person. and he never ceases to get you hot and bothered. It’s simply the way of such a coy man, always eager to please and be pleased. Your satisfaction is guaranteed.

Of course he isn’t tame. When he’s horny, he has too much energy to spend, and it causes him to get antsy. He can’t focus until he gets off. So why don’t you help him with that, as much as you can? He’d like a little something he can keep with him forever, that’ll keep him going when you’re unavailable. So why not film your own porn with him? He introduces the idea with such fervor, beaming as he asks.

That becomes a habit. After a couple thousand watches, he decides he needs more. You can’t tell if he’s doing this to perfect his filming technique, or if he actually does just want more, or even both. The first one you two filmed wasn’t exactly the best, with his phone set up on the bedside table with the lamp as a stand. The shot wasn’t exactly perfect, but he could still see you riding him, and your moans were as clear as day. The second one is clearer, capturing your entire body as you rode his face, also with pristine audio of your moans. Do you see a pattern? It’s unclear if he likes to listen to it more than he likes to see it, as most of the time he is on the run. It doesn’t stop him from trying to film different positions, though.

⎯ Jing Yuan

Of course JING YUAN has all sorts of fantasies running around his head about you. When he’s just so bored with his duties, how can he not think of you? A little excitement keeps him wide awake in hopes he’ll be able to act on some of them when the day is over. Or, perhaps he could call you in to keep him company? So many options, he thinks, so little time. For now, he’ll have to keep himself occupied.

He’s not necessarily the most perverted man, but some of the things he conjures up makes him feel that way. Such a prestigious figure answering to his base desires, something about that is so lewd to him. From the outside, he seems calm as can be. But inside his mind, he sees you on your knees underneath his desk, his cock in your mouth, cheek pressed against his thigh as he pets through your hair. That’s not the only thought in his mind, however. To have you sit in his lap, or grind against his thigh as you do your best to quiet your moans, pausing when someone dares to enter his space.

One of his favorites, however, is dismissing everyone from the Seat of Divine Foresight, calling you in, having his way with you on the desk. Perhaps it is tame compared to the others, but there’s a certain thrill of it. The Cloud Knights that stand guard, would they know? Or perhaps they would assume it’s official business. Most people know of your relationship with the General, but sometimes a good reminder is needed. He’s not a jealous man at all, but sometimes the way people’s eyes linger on you irks him ever so slightly. To have you laid back on his desk, legs hooked over his shoulders as he sinks as deep as he can into you, not making an effort to hide your pleasure at all.

⎯ Blade

As stubborn as he is, BLADE doesn’t necessarily have fantasies. Unless you can count dying. What do you expect from a man like him? When he wants something done, he gets it done, and that includes sex. If he’s out on a mission where you can’t accompany him, then he does his absolute best to not think about his urges until he can get his hands on you again. Sure, he’s had his fair share of fantasies when he was Yingxing, but as Blade? Does a man like that deserve to have fantasies?

He only starts thinking about it when you ‘criticize’ him for it. When you share your fantasies with him, the most you get back is an ‘mh’ and a contemplative look. Is it wildly unfair that he doesn’t have such lewd fantasies? No. But you kicked up enough of a fuss about it and it made him start thinking. It was a blessing and a curse. Suddenly, he couldn’t stop thinking about your body, how you feel against him, your smell, every single part of you was suddenly put under such an alluring light. Senses within him that had been dormant for so many years suddenly reawaken.

Blade finds himself balling his fists every time he is away from you. He is suddenly more irritable and aloof, even anxious. For about a week every other month, a certain vision can’t leave his mind. You, naked and pressed against him, clinging to him as if he was your only lifeline. He has you seated on his cock, his fingers digging into the skin of your hips to keep you there, as he takes all he can from your lips, swallowing every little moan as if he truly owned them. Something about having you simply seated on his lap, begging for more, doing your best to try and move yourself while he pushes you back down with a grunt, it makes his cock ache. At the same time, he can’t see himself being that patient, he’s always been so eager to ravage you.

⎯ Luocha

LUOCHA is quite forward with his fantasies and you. He sees no reason to keep them to himself, the worst that could happen was that you weren’t into it, right? He doesn’t find himself fantasizing too much, however, his mind normally on his travels and his coffin. When he’s with you, however, his mind is alight with all sorts of scenarios, some as innocent and sweet as candy, and others scandalous and lewd.

One of his favorite things to indulge in is shibari, tie you up in such pretty patterns, and have his way with you. He quite enjoys the control he has over you, for a man so complacent to your whims. His favorite way to tie you up is the butterfly harness, the way it frames your build so perfectly, emphasizing all his favorite parts of you. Not only that, but it’s versatile, giving him the choice to tie your arms back, or leave them be. Sometimes he chooses not to, enjoying the way you feel him up so desperately, doing your best to coax him to let you cum. Other times, he enjoys tying your arms back, simply helpless underneath his touch, like the teasing asshole he was.

With you tied up, something he does quite often is drag you along his cock, laying beneath you almost leisurely while you moan and beg for more. He looks damn near angelic underneath you almost every single time, unbothered, his hair only slightly messed up, and a soft blush dusting his features. You can beg all you want for him to be inside you, and all he’d do is tut and say you were doing just as good like this, why would he need to do more? You hate his cocky demeanor when you're just so close to orgasm, and he’s so adamant on dragging this out.

⎯ Jiaoqiu

Needless to say, JIAOQIU likes to turn up the heat in bed. Sex with him can be as gentle and leisurely as you want, or as rough and fast as you’d like. All you need to do is ask. That sly smile has never done you wrong, aside from perhaps a couple of love bites and claw marks down your back. He has always been fond of such things, finding that it felt as if it was in his nature.

He does his best to leave your skin untouched, especially the areas where people could see. But a curiosity always lingered in him, on those days where he had been yearning for your body the most. When he has no time to pamper you in all the ways he wants, when he can only admire your beauty from afar. His eyes drop from your face to your neck, and wonders just how beautiful that soft skin would be if it brandished his mark. Could he stain such beauty?

Of course he can. And if he were to, he’d expect full well the same treatment. He’d love to mark you up, allow others to know you are his. But he wants the same, as well. He feels insatiable, while your relationship is known, he wants people to know that you are his one and only. And that he is all yours. He strays from such visible places because of your professions, knowing that it isn’t exactly… in the dress code. Such a shame, he thinks. You’d look even more stunning with such a mark.

⎯ Moze

MOZE enjoys cleanliness above all. The less mess, the better. Condom on during sex, with a washcloth ready at any moment, he tends to come prepared. Needless to say, he’s an aftercare king. He has a shower ready after you two come down from the afterglow, and pampers you in his own special way each and every time. He’s not necessarily the most gentle during sex, but that doesn’t mean he’s too rough, either. Just enough to make your legs shake.

And… he’d quite like to bathe you after he’s caught you, as well. What a thrilling thing, chasing after a mark that just so happens to be his partner. Because you know, wherever you go, you can’t hide from him, on any of the Xianzhou Alliance’s ships. Even if he doesn’t know the layout of some, he will find you. It’s a chase that could last all night, for all he cares. The thought of it makes him shiver, and he can only hope you feel the same.

When he’d finally catch you, he’d haul you back to your place and make you wonder what he’d do to you, such a successful hunt should be rewarded, no? It’d be hard to keep calm in his arms, knowing that you’re in for a long night, one where you’ll inevitably end up sore. If you were to indulge, he’d make sure to do something different, every single time. He wouldn’t want this to get stale, after all. He likes the thought of you squirming in his arms, trying to get off somehow, with no idea what he’d bestow upon you that night. With consent, of course.

⎯ Dan Heng

As DAN HENG is a Vidyadhara, there’s not necessarily a lot that gets him off (yet). After all, they reproduced asexually, and for a while, he really had no sexual urges, or anything of the sort. That doesn’t mean you couldn’t set an example, however. He’s grown fond of watching you pleasure yourself in any way, shape, or form.

It started when he caught you masturbating one night, too shy to ask him for help, yet the urge was too strong to simply ignore it. It was stress relief, in a way. Needless to say, it ended up in a long talk about your own needs and his, and yet… he encouraged it. It sent heat straight to his belly and made him feel things he didn’t know he could feel. Just because of the night, his mind tends to wander when he has too much freetime on his hands, or when the express is quiet. It’s excruciating for him…

And so, he starts gifting you all sorts of toys. To experiment with, of course. He likes to watch you use them most of the time, from vibrators, to dildos, sleeves, anything he thinks you’d like. He prefers to watch most of the time, from right behind you, or from the edge of the bed, as if he were any closer, he’d be interrupting something. On the rare occasion you’d invite him to help, he does everything with such hesitance, everything still new to him. It is wonderful to watch his cheeks flush when you moan a little too loud.

⎯ Gepard

If you were to ask GEPARD if he had any fantasies, he'd blush and fluster and stutter over his words, before vehemently denying that he had any, no matter if you two were just dating, or married. It’s hard for the captain of the Silvermane Guards to admit what he’s into, aside from taking care of you.

What he doesn’t tell you is that secretly, he quite enjoys being at your mercy. For everything he’s done for you, he’d like it returned in equal amounts. He wants to be spoiled, in bed, outside of bed, whatever you can do for him. Who knew that the captain you’ve come to know and cherish would just love giving up his control? It is the ultimate trust to him.

There’s nothing he won’t do for you (except tell you his ‘darkest desire’), so go ahead, pamper him! Pull out the strap and watch his cheeks flush, he would find himself unable to deny it. Spoil him the way he spoils you, do all the ‘hard work’, and he’s putty in your hands. He moans low and quiet at first, too embarrassed to hear such a lewd noise come from himself. When he really gets into it, however, you can see his body relax, and he opens his eyes, watching your face as he allows all sorts of moans to spill from his lips.

⎯ Caelus

CAELUS is kind of awkward at sex. He’s not necessarily the best, but he’s not the worst, either. He likes to make things fun, who said fun can’t be sensual? Of course, he has all sorts of silly and stupid ideas floating around his head, and he’s not afraid to share them, either. Half the time you can’t tell if he’s joking or being serious.

Three stupid little sayings have stuck, however. His most favorite one to blurt out? Stack donuts on it! And as time goes on, he becomes more serious every single time he says it. To the point where he’s begging you to. It’ll be funny, he assures you, and hey, you’ll get a good treat out of it! So, are you surprised when you walk into his room and he’s sitting there, with a box of donuts, after he had talked about it all day? No. You shouldn’t be, anyways.

It’s more like game night than anything, really. You’re astonished at how he’s actually able to stay hard with all your snickering and giggling. He seems to be proud that he’s convinced you, and you’re really only at two donuts. And when you can’t stack anymore, he’s whipped out a can of whipped cream. For what, you ask? All he does is point at his tip, and you get the idea. What had been a joke (you thought), turned into perhaps the best head he had ever gotten.

⎯ Welt

Gentle and experienced, WELT doesn’t let his mind stray too far when he thinks about you. He sees it as intrusive, as much as he loves you. He does his best to be careful, to be as gentle as he can with you. Especially with the knowledge that you were a virgin. You two had talked in depth about what would happen if you were to have sex, and he had assured you he’d take good care of you.

After all, who else would be better? He does his best not to think about it, as you do, because you yourself had been feeling some type of way recently, and suddenly talking to him about it after you just had a conversation like that was nerve wracking. What would you do? What would he do? You tell yourself there really is no need to be shy, that you can just… ask. That’s all it would take.

He takes pride in it, of course. He allows himself that much. When you find yourself underneath him with his cock fully seated inside of you. The way he shudders and moans is almost pitiful, perhaps he is sensitive because he never quite imagined you’d be this warm and tight, and it has him near whimpering. Was he this old already? Or perhaps he has been out of practice. He does his best not to dwell on it, and when you're ready, every thrust has him whining. He grips at the sheets so hard, his knuckles turn white. It’s magnificent, really. To have a man with so many accomplishments under his belt moan so loud because he gets to take your virginity.

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heliosunny · 2 months ago

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LUCKY EGG

Yandere!Jiaoqiu x Reader

There was something different about the air that morning. The usual silence that wrapped around your home like a comforting shroud had been replaced with the gentle clatter of chopsticks and the rich, mouthwatering aroma of slow-simmered broth.

You stirred, your mind still heavy with sleep, the warmth of your blankets cocooning you. But then the realization struck—you lived alone.

The scent was unmistakable- hotpot. The fragrance of simmering spices, tender meats, and fresh vegetables wafted through the air. But that was impossible. Your kitchen had been empty when you went to sleep.

You forced yourself to sit up, your pulse quickening. Your gaze flickered to the small wooden table near the window—

The egg was gone.

Where once had sat a smooth, shimmering egg, now only empty cloth remained—split, torn, as if something had cracked through from the inside.

The egg had hatched.

You barely had time to process that thought before the sound of a bubbling broth pulled your attention to the next impossible sight.

There, in your kitchen, stood a stranger.

His salmon-colored hair fell past his shoulders, shifting slightly as he moved. Tall fox ears twitched faintly at the sound of your stirring, but he didn’t turn right away. Instead, he continued his work, placing thin slices of meat into the steaming broth with an air of quiet familiarity, as though this were his home, as though he had always belonged here.

Then, at last, he glanced over his shoulder.

Golden eyes met yours.

"Ah" he murmured, as though he had been waiting for this moment. "You're finally awake."

Your fingers curled against the sheets as your mind struggled to piece together the impossible sight before you. The broken egg. The stranger in your kitchen. The way he looked at you as if he already knew you.

You swallowed hard. "Who… who are you?"

His smile deepened just slightly, like someone amused by a question they had already anticipated.

"Jiaoqiu" he answered smoothly, before adding, as if it were the most obvious thing in the world "Or rather, yours now."

You didn’t move right away.

Jiaoqiu showed no signs of unease under your lingering stare. Instead, he simply turned his attention back to the pot, the rich broth bubbling as he plucked a perfectly cooked piece of meat and dipped it lightly into a sauce.

Then, with practiced ease, he held it out toward you.

Your stomach twisted, not out of hunger, but from the sheer absurdity of the situation. A stranger had hatched from an egg in your home and was now feeding you breakfast like this was the most natural thing in the world.

Jiaoqiu tilted his head, golden eyes unwavering.

"Eat" he urged gently, as though guiding a skittish animal to trust him.

It was strange, his voice held no force, no demand. And yet, it was hard to refuse. Warily, you accepted the bite.

The flavor melted over your tongue—rich, balanced, perfectly seasoned. A warmth spread through you, comforting despite the lingering confusion in your chest.

Still, you couldn’t ignore the obvious.

"...Hotpot for breakfast?" you finally asked, raising an eyebrow.

Jiaoqiu blinked, then let out a soft chuckle.

"Hotpot is everything" he replied as though it were an undeniable truth. "A meal for every occasion—joy, sorrow, celebration... even waking up in a new world."

Your fingers tensed against your lap at that last part. New world?

You studied him carefully, but he remained utterly at ease, leisurely stirring the pot with his chopsticks.

"...And what exactly is this occasion?" you muttered, watching him closely.

Jiaoqiu smiled. "A meeting of fate."

The two of you fell into an odd rhythm—sharing bites, exchanging words. Despite everything, Jiaoqiu carried the conversation with effortless grace, guiding it like a steady stream.

He never spoke about himself directly, yet somehow, every moment felt like a carefully placed step, drawing you further into his pace.

"You’re good at deflecting questions." you pointed out dryly.

Jiaoqiu laughed, resting his chin against his hand. "And you're good at asking the right ones. An excellent match, wouldn't you say?"

Then, just as naturally as everything else, he shifted the conversation.

"You should stay home today." he mused, pouring more broth into the pot. "I'll handle things outside."

You frowned. "Outside?"

Jiaoqiu nodded, golden eyes gleaming softly. "Every home needs a good foundation. If I am to stay, I should ensure it is... secure."

"You're acting like you already live here." you said, voice careful.

Jiaoqiu simply smiled, rising to his feet. His tail flicked once, deliberate and slow.

"Am I not welcome?"

He didn't wait for an answer. Instead, he picked up his feather fan and gave you a small, almost playful wave.

"Be good and rest." he murmured, as if you'd already agreed. "I'll be back soon."

Then, just like that—he was gone.

The rest of the morning passed in uneasy quiet.

You weren’t sure how much time had passed before you finally shook off the odd feeling and settled onto the couch, phone in hand.

A few messages from your friends had already piled up.

[Albedo0w0]: Hey, you okay? You didn’t answer earlier. [QtieCeline]: You alive? What’s with the radio silence? [Vikky]: Did you finally oversleep and get eaten by a dream ghost?

You huffed, thumbs tapping a response.

You: I'm fine, just woke up late. Albedo: Wow, the world really is ending.

A small smile pulled at your lips as you scrolled through their banter.

You spent hours later just to be on your phone.

The softest brush of silk against your skin made you jolt slightly. Before you could turn, a warm weight pressed against your shoulder.

"Mm, you're still here" Jiaoqiu mused, voice light with amusement. "Good."

Your breath caught. You hadn’t even heard the door open.

"Did you just—"

"Welcome me home?" He exhaled a small, satisfied sigh. "How thoughtful of you."

Your gaze flickered toward him. Jiaoqiu had tucked himself comfortably against your side, his hair spilling over your arm like silk. He peered at your phone screen, his golden irises gleaming with quiet interest.

You shifted slightly, but he didn’t budge.

"Nosy" you muttered.

Jiaoqiu only smiled. "It’s only natural to be curious about what holds your attention."

Still, he made no move to take your phone, only resting there. But somehow, you found yourself not pushing him away.

Instead, you asked "So… what did you do while you were out?"

Jiaoqiu hummed, as if pleased by the question. "Oh, just some adjustments."

"The path outside was uneven, so I had it paved. The old vendor down the street was running low on his best herbs, so I made sure he was stocked. And that strange draft in your bedroom? Gone."

"You did all that in just a few hours?"

Jiaoqiu leaned back slightly, his fan tapping lightly against his chin. "Efficiency is key, don't you think?"

"...You fixed the draft?" you murmured.

Jiaoqiu’s tail swayed lazily. "A home should be comfortable, don’t you think?"

The next morning, you woke earlier than expected. As sunlight poured through the curtains, you just simply lay on your bed, your thoughts drifting in the comfortable quiet.

And then, you remembered.

Jiaoqiu.

Your head turned instinctively, only to find the space beside you empty.

Of course he wouldn’t be here. You weren’t even sure if he had a place to sleep at all. He seemed more like the type to simply exist wherever he pleased. Still, the thought left a strange hollowness in your chest. Shaking it off, you got up and moved through your morning routine.

This time, you made a silent decision: You were going out for breakfast. It wasn’t that you didn’t enjoy the hotpot, but you needed to reclaim your routine. Jiaoqiu had already settled too naturally into your space, and if you weren’t careful, you’d fall into his pace. Grabbing your things, you slipped out the door, the cool morning air greeting you.

And yet, as you walked down the freshly paved street, a street that hadn’t been this smooth yesterday, you couldn’t help but feel like you were still walking on a path Jiaoqiu had prepared for you.

Your day passed in a blur of routine.

Work had been uneventful, though a lingering weight sat at the back of your mind, the thought of Jiaoqiu, his presence, his casual way of slipping into your life.

When you stepped out of the building at the end of the day, he was already there, waiting. Jiaoqiu stood casually near the entrance, leaning slightly against the railing. His golden irises gleamed the moment they landed on you, and a slow, knowing smile curled at his lips.

"As expected" he murmured.

You stopped short. "What are you doing here?"

"Waiting for you, of course."

Before you could answer, a voice beside you broke the moment.

"You know him?"

Your coworker, someone you had walked out with countless times before—glanced between the two of you, brows furrowed. They had only ever known you to be alone after work.

Jiaoqiu’s gaze shifted towards them.

A split second later, your coworker took a step forward.

And Jiaoqiu moved.

The shift was near imperceptible, one moment, he was standing still, the next, he was blocking their path, his fan lightly tapping against their shoulder.

"You’re in the way" Jiaoqiu said.

Your coworker frowned. "Excuse me?"

Jiaoqiu’s tail flicked once behind him.

And then, just as suddenly, your coworker shoved past him.

It happened too fast.

One second, the tension was only words. The next- a fight broke out.

You didn’t think. You stepped in.

"Jiaoqiu, stop—!"

But before you could reach him, you tripped and fell.

Your knee hit the pavement—your breath caught.

And then, warm hands caught you before you could fall further.

Jiaoqiu’s grip was steady, despite the storm in his eyes.

The fight had stopped. Your coworker had taken a few steps back.

"Come" Jiaoqiu whispered.

By the time you registered what had happened, you were already seated at home, your knee carefully wrapped in fresh bandages.

Jiaoqiu knelt beside you, and you watched him in silence.

Finally, you muttered, "You didn’t have to fight them."

Jiaoqiu hummed, but didn’t look up. "Didn’t I?"

You frowned. "They weren’t doing anything wrong."

That finally made him pause.

Slowly, he lifted his gaze—and for the first time, his usual smile was absent.

"They were in my way" he said, as if that was reason enough.

You were about to argue, but Jiaoqiu’s fingers brushed over the fresh bandages, deliberately light.

"...Does it hurt?" he asked instead.

"...No. It’s fine."

"Alright." he murmured, lingering just a second longer before finally pulling away. "But you shouldn’t be so careless next time."

Sleep did not come easily that night.

You lay in bed, staring at the ceiling, your thoughts tangled in the events of the day. Jiaoqiu’s gentle hands, his calm smile, the way he had brushed past your injury like it was nothing, except for when he was tending to it.

And now, this.

Your doors and windows. They're all locked.

You didn’t remember doing it. You knew you hadn’t.

But you could guess who had.

The handle wouldn’t turn. Frowning, you applied more force, only to realize it had been tampered with. Not broken, not damaged, but secured in a way that wasn’t natural. You turned, checking the front door. Same thing. The locks weren’t just locked. They had been replaced.

When did he do this?

Your phone buzzed on the nightstand.

The screen lit up with a single message.

Jiaoqiu: Sleep early. I'll see you tomorrow.

Your fingers hovered over the keyboard, a hundred different messages forming in your mind: What did you do? Why are my locks different? How long have you been planning this?

But instead, your hands were still.

Because deep down, you already knew the answer.

Tomorrow, you thought, gripping your phone just a little tighter.

Tomorrow, you would talk to him.

Morning light filtered through your window, a soft warmth brushing against your skin. It felt like any other day—except it wasn’t.

You hadn’t slept much.

Not after what you discovered last night.

You moved through the motions: brushing your teeth, getting dressed, preparing to leave, but every movement felt tense.

You weren’t just preparing for work.

You were preparing for him.

The moment you stepped outside, there he was. His presence blended seamlessly into the morning, as if he had always belonged there.

“Good morning” Jiaoqiu greeted.

Like nothing had happened.

Like he hadn’t locked you in your own home.

You stopped just a few steps away. “Jiaoqiu.”

He hummed in acknowledgment. “You look tired. Did you not sleep well?”

There was no use dancing around it.

“My locks” you said, voice even. “They’re different.”

Jiaoqiu blinked, tilting his head slightly.

“Oh? You only noticed now?”

He wasn’t denying it.

“Why?”

Jiaoqiu exhaled softly, lifting his fan to lazily tap against his chin, as if amused by the question. “Why?” he echoed. “Because it was necessary.”

Your brows furrowed. “Necessary for what?”

He chuckled. “You live alone” he said. “And you don’t take any safety measures. Anyone could’ve walked in. Anyone could’ve hurt you.”

“So I fixed it.”

“Jiaoqiu....that’s not your decision to make.”

Instead of arguing, he sighed. “Mmm. I see.”

He lowered his fan, his expression shifting to something softer, gentler, apologetic. “I overstepped, didn’t I?”

For a brief second, relief washed over you.

Maybe he understood. Maybe this was just a misunderstanding.

But then, he stepped closer.

“I only wanted to keep you safe” Jiaoqiu murmured, voice low. “Would you have preferred it if someone else broke in? If something happened while I wasn’t there?”

“That’s not the point.”

Jiaoqiu’s gaze softened further.

“I know,” he said. “And I’m sorry.”

His ears twitched, tail curling slightly behind him.

“But you have to understand... I won’t apologize for caring.”

It wasn’t an apology. Because despite the words, despite the smile, despite the gentle way he spoke, he had no intention of undoing what he’d done.

Jiaoqiu tilted his head. “Are you still upset?”

You wanted to say something. But what could you say?

That he was wrong? That you wanted him to undo it?

Would he even listen?

Or would he just smile and find another way around you?

Then, his hand moved again. A small pouch, barely noticeable, slipped from his sleeve. The faintest scent of herbs and wild essence drifted in the air.

“Here.” He pressed a small sachet into your hands before you could react. “To help you rest better tonight.”

Your fingers instinctively curled around it. The scent was calming, soothing, familiar. You recognized some of the herbs—valerian, jujube, magnolia bark,.... ingredients meant to ease tension.

It was… thoughtful.

Jiaoqiu smiled as if he had read your hesitation. “I wouldn’t give you anything harmful.”

You wanted to push it back into his hands, tell him you don't need this but before you could, you felt tired. And he had counted on that too.

Then, he reached out and tucked a loose strand of hair behind your ear.

“Don’t worry” he murmured. “You’ll get used to it.”

#yandere x reader #hsr x reader #yandere #honkai star rail #hsr x you #yandere honkai star rail #yandere hsr x reader #jiaoqiu #jiaoqiu x reader #jiaoqiu x you #jiaoqiu x y/n #heliosluckyegg

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written-and-readen · 8 months ago

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Too Hot to Handle

Jiaoqiu x reader

Summary: Jiaoqiu loves spice in his dishes. You, on the other hand, do not.

a/n: Had to write a little something in celebration of being able to add him to my team. (Do I have any characters that work well with him? Not really.)

“I’m not sure about this…” You watch Jiaoqiu ladle some of the soup from the cauldron and into a bowl before handing it to you. The broth is a vibrant red, a definite sign of your approaching doom. You’ve always had a low spice tolerance, even before meeting Jiaoqiu. How you ended up with such a lover is beyond you.

“Just try it and if it’s too spicy, I can reduce it.” You narrow your eyes at him. He surely knows how hot it already is, holding his fan over the lower half of his face while waiting for you to take a taste. You can just picture the smirk he’s hiding. He's probably already anticipating your reaction.

"Don't worry, I'll give you something if it's too much. An antidote, if you will." You sigh, knowing there's no way out, and slowly lift the bowl to your lips. The second you take a sip of the broth and let it touch your tongue, you regret trusting him. Your entire mouth feels like it's on fire—one that burns stronger by the second.

"I'm going to need that antidote," You choke out, setting the bowl down. Before you realize it, Jiaoqiu has gently tilted your head toward his and leans in to kiss you. Suddenly, the heat on your tongue is no match to the one spreading across your cheeks. You see him smile as he pulls away, reaching over for a glass of milk which he hands to you. You eagerly down it, sighing at some reprieve.

"I told you it was too spicy!" You pant, still feeling the spice linger on your tongue.

"Hmm, I personally enjoyed it." Jiaoqiu licks his lips before turning his attention back to the cauldron. "But I'll tone it down for you."

#written by ray #honkai star rail #hsr #honkai star rail x reader #hsr x reader #jiaoqiu #jiaoqiu x reader

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watcher7-9 · 4 months ago

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HSR men with Christmas: Headcanons

Note: Merry late Christmas 😓 this is gonna be the Christmas special ><

Featuring: Sunday, Dr.Ratio, Danheng, and Jiaoqiu

Sunday:

-Was indeed a child that believed and celebrated the holidays to the max. Decorations were seen everywhere and took pride in his work as he hung up the lights and tried to fly to put the star at the top of the tree. When he was young he tried to make a trap to catch Santa but fell asleep half way through. Kept on trying to pinch his wings to keep himself awake.

-His face will heat up when he finds you two conveniently under a mistletoe did it on purpose. When you two finally kiss his wings will flutter as he cups your cheeks in his hands, keeping you from pulling away. His wings make a little protective wall so that others won’t see.

-Definitely that one friend that hosts most of the Christmas parties and starts to stress it the first day of December. Has a checklist of everything he has to plan and do for the party. Even if he’s not hosting he’s usually one to bring food over or coming early to help with preparations.

Dr. Ratio:

-He knew at a young age that Santa wasn’t real so he would always argue with the little kids which led to him getting a talking to by the adults. But he does get why the holiday is celebrated and indulges in the traditions.

-Wraps the best Christmas presents and get irritated at other people’s wrapping skills. When the holiday is approaching and after buying gifts he’ll set up a small station on a table. Wrapping paper, tape, and rulers of all sorts. Measuring and cutting the perfect length before folding the corners precisely. If your also there he’ll offer tips or he’ll just do it himself of how much the corners irritate him.

-You had convinced him to go build a snowman with you outside. He even made a plan for you: how big the snowman will be, the decorations but in the end you had made him put all of the planning aside and to freehand it. In the end the snowman did look a little unpatched on the sides, the carrot was a little off…but this time he didn’t mind. Maybe it’s because he built it with you.

Danheng:

-During this time of the year the Express is always bustling. Pom Pom is hanging up the decorations around the train and had asked the members to help out. He was usually on light duty because he could reach the highest and didn’t have the heart to let poor Welt hurt his back. Though he usually looks timid to say the least the holidays does bring joy to him. Everyone’s so happy especially you, how could he not be happy.

-During March’s photo shoots he was always the reindeer. Reindeer ears and a brownish outfit as March set up her camera for the family photo. Told you to hush when you teased him about it, though you could see a red tint on his face if you looked close enough.

-One of the pros during the winter time is that every time you guys are done playing in the snow he’ll have an excuse to cuddle up with you when you guys get back. Saying that your hands are too cold he’ll hold them tightly in his or worrying that your shivering when your not. Cuddling you as his tail wraps around your waist tightly.

Jiaoqiu:

-Loves making new foods to try out every time winter rolls around. Winter time is the best time to eat spicy food. Making youtry out new nutritional dishes he cooks up and revises his works to perfection. Seeing you so happy to eat his food makes him very prideful of his work.

-Always the one to fret about the cold. Telling you to wear warmer layers and that you’re gonna get sick. He isn’t one to enjoy the cold that much and he rather stay inside the comfort of his own home especially after he got blind. When you come back inside he’ll get you bundled up with a warm cup of tea and a thick blanket around you after you took off your soaked clothes. Sometimes you’ll sneak attack his tail with your cold hand which will make him jump.

-Huge board game player. A stack of different games on the side as you two gather around the table. The fire crackling in the background, snacks and drink, and a movie as background noise. The Game of Life, UNO, Jenga. Anything that seems exciting he’ll play with you. But most of the time it’s usually him winning.

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6gumi · 9 months ago

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what a sweet sight.

⋆.˚ NSFW mdni . wc . 800 . jiaoqiu x f!reader 、titsuckin’ 、maybe body worship 、t!tplay / n!ppleplay 、tuggin’ on jiaoqiu’s ears a lil’ bit ( ᴗ ̫ ᴗ ) — 𝑹𝑼𝑩𝑰 : “ postin’ so many fillers, i swear this is the last one . . the rest will be on mai other account ! hehe hope dis was okiez, also a lil mini celebration for 2000+ before plannin’ somethin’ bigger ! ( ´͈ ᗨ `͈ )”

JIAOQIU could feel your body clinging onto his, his lips curling into a grin as he listened to your constant blabbering and complaints . . . your adorable complaints about how he focused more on your cunt than those sweet breasts of yours. “now now, darling girl . . . is this really something to be whining about? i took good care of you, didn’t i?” under unexpected circumstances, jiaoqiu’s eyes widened for a moment at the sight of you lifting the robe on your body, lifting it enough to show off your ample bosom, he couldn't help but let out a low whistle. “tsk tsk tsk . . . still so demanding, despite not saying a single word . . .” his smile turned into a mischievous smirk as he settled his spoon down on the wooden counter, his own hands reaching out to cup both of your breasts. "your breasts are quite the sight, a sweet sight . . .” the foxian complimented, leaning forward to press a kiss to one of them. he trailed his fingers along the edge of your robe, teasing your sensitive flesh as he pulled away, with that same stupid expression on his face.

"you’re right, darling . . . i did neglect these pretty things last night," he agreed, his fingers lazily reaching out to cup one of them once more, his touch gentle as he began to massage the soft flesh against his palms. “look at how beautiful and perky your nipples are, my sweet . . . it’s like they’re begging for me to give them attention. so so beautiful.” the young male’s thumbs circled around your erected nipples, rolling them between his fingers as he leaned in to nibble on your neck. "let me make it up to you then . . . that good, hm?” jiaoqiu suggested, his voice dropping to a sultry purr as he reached for your body, pulling you closer against him. jiaoqiu pressed another kiss to your lips, parting them with his tongue as he deepened the kiss, the taste of cinnamon lingered on his breath, a remnant of the meal he was about to enjoy just a few minutes ago.

he rolled your hard nipples between his fingers a second time, pinching them just enough to make your back arch in pleasure. jiaoqiu watched the pink blush spread across your skin, his ears twitching at the small squeak of your voice, “jiaoqiu . . .” his own expression grew more intense at the mere sound of his precious girl’s voice, he leaned forward to take one of your awaiting nipples into his mouth. “oh my sweet girl . . . look at this perfect body of yours, so gorgeous . . so perfect.” the foxian flicked his tongue over your sensitive nub, sucking gently and letting his teeth graze it in a feather-like touch. jiaoqiu continued to tease you, switching between your breasts every so often, his hands tracing circles around your sensitive nipples before giving them a sharp tug. “you taste good," he murmured against your skin, his voice a low rumble that sent shivers down your spine.

“every inch of your body that i missed last night . . . will be under my care, ‘kay? just lay down for me.” the foxian instructed, his voice a soft purr as he watched you lay on your back, his gaze lingering on your chest. "pretty baby . . . your breasts are like ripe fruit, begging to be plucked and savored," your boyfriend praised, his fingers trailing down your sides, teasing at your waist. he leaned up, capturing one of your nipples between his lips once more, switching between sucking and nibbling. “i could drown in your beauty, sweetheart. i only wish I had more than just my hands and mouth to worship every inch of you," he confessed, his voice a low, sensual rasp. “my tongue on your nipples . . . is not enough for me.”

your eyes widened at the sudden sensation and sweetness laced in his words, causing you to tug on his ears . . . earning a soft grunt from him. a small chuckle left your throat when your fingers ran through his luscious pink locks and those unique foxian ears of his, “you’re so cheesy.”

“oh, is that so?” jiaoqiu hummed, his playful smile did not falter . . . not once. “i assure you, when you're this delicious, a little cheesiness won’t hurt anyone.”

“but s—still . . . it’s cheesy and corny.” your hands came to rest against his cheeks, squeezing them with a soft smile. "i know," he chuckled, his lips brushing against your skin . . . gazing at you with a grin, his ears twitching in response to your little tug. “but you seem to enjoy it, no matter how corny it is," he joked, his hands reaching up to cup both of your breasts once again with a hum of satisfaction. “guess i’ll have to keep doing it . . . isn’t that right? i should thank you for blessing me with this sweet sight.”

#millie’s writings ✔︎#millie thirsts (ﾒ﹏ﾒ)#eek ! so sorrie if dis was short & a lil rushed . . . ૮Ꮚ ´͈ ⁄⁄`͈꒱ა haven’t played hsr enough ! hope i’ll write him properly next time ! >3<#jiaoqiu . . . x x ouhh he ish so dreamie . . .#honkai star rail #honkai star rail smut #jiaoqiu star rail #hsr smut #jiaoqiu smut #hsr x reader #hsr jiaoqiu #jiaoqiu x reader #hsr x you #jiaoqiu x you

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akutasoda · 9 months ago

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ambrosial spices

synopsis - some opposites attract like a complimentary dish

includes - jiaoqiu

warnings - gn!reader, fluff, more fluff, maybe ooc??, wc - 554

a/n: what is this? i don't know. new jiaoqiu scenes just got me thinking and there was someone talking about food and i immediately thought of this man-

some say opposites attract. a saying that has been repeated over and over, even by some may use to describe complementary pairs that seem oh so different yet work together perfectly. some might even say that opposites do attract but they drift away eventually, but you were confident that that wouldn't happen.

loving jiaoqiu was a task in itself. as pretty as the foxian was, he tended to be rather cunning and that didn't exactly go well with the smile that he always wore in public - it made him always seem rather shifty. rumor was that he even withdrew from his practice because of a broken heart, so gossipers among the yaoqing had a field day when your relationship with the chef became speculation.

you two were truly the definition of opposites. there was jiaoqiu who was sly and rather conceited, a chef that made redolent dishes in the means of providing healing. and then there was you, a content being that offered honeyed greetings to yaoqing residents, even helping to keep the yaoqing a pleasant place to live under merlin claws guidance.

your relationship was like adding something saccharine to a peppered dish. on the outside, it seemed the same but if you were to have a taste, one could note how the flavor subsided from a dancing flame to a simmering ember that coincided with it’s newly introduced sweetness.

and if somebody asked, you would say that jiaoqiu’s love was like a cup of warm spiced chai - the kind that usually comes very spicy but with personal preferences, can be milder and sweet. sure they may look at you weird but you knew jiaoqiu, and you knew your jiaoqiu.

you met the jiaoqiu who was a celebrated medicinal chef who was renowned for well seasoned remedies that left the patient with a piquant aftertaste for days. the one that was praised and celebrated for his skill even if he was completely insufferable sometimes - especially with patients who refused to take their medicine or complained about the spiciness of his dishes.

but you became much more acquaintanced with your jiaoqiu - the foxian who knew your food preferences like the back of his hand, even if they didn't align with his. you'd watch from the kitchen doorway - you knew how passionate he got when cooking and you most often would be shooed out of the kitchen - as he prepared a meal for you and you'd observe how he stared at the food horrified. you would witness him dramatically pinch his nose and sigh before he added a certain ingredient or two because all though, never in a thousand years, he would've imagined making such a dish, he did it for you.

jiaoqiu never complained to your face and if anything, he always still probably presented those dishes to you because he knew you liked them. sure he'd rather die than eat such a dish and he always added his preferences after he plated your meal, but nothing could take away from that smile of yours that made his day when you thanked him.

yes, you two had different preferences. yes, you two led different lives but at the end of the day, some would say that you only complimented the other perfectly, because you both knew that he wouldn't do that for anyone else.

taglist - @little-miss-chaoss, @frankiesteinn

#—stellaronhvnters.#x reader #x gender neutral reader #honkai star rail x reader #hsr x reader #honkai star rail x gender neutral reader #honkai star rail x you #hsr x gender neutral reader #hsr x you #hsr jiaoqiu #honkai star rail jiaoqiu #jiaoqiu x you #jiaoqiu x reader

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n0tamused · 8 months ago

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Happy Pulling!🦊

Did this silly little doodle as some celebration for getting the sweet fox man, finally. I wish everyone pulling Jiaoqiu luck! Go get him

#jiaoqiu #honkai star rail #hsr #hsr jiaoqiu #digital art #doodle #-tapestries #he was not very kind on my wishes but I'll forgive him #i am at a nice zero now #jiaoqiu x reader

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luctus-flos · 8 months ago

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‧₊˚౨ৎ good day, patrons. apologies for the slight absence, but classes has been quite my focus as of now alongside my work. in celebration of both the start of my school year and the succsess I had while pulling for jiaoqiu, I have decided to create a matching banner to go alongside these profile pictures I created a while back for self indulgence. I do hope someone may find this useful. do have a good day.

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀jiaoqiu [strawberries and spices] twitter banner

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ f2u with credits; do not claim as original work ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀reshare + like if using ♱ reshare + likes are appreciated

#༒ ꒰ sabia ┊ edits . ꒱ ⚰︎#༒ ꒰ ficus ┊ graphics . ꒱ ⚰︎#honkai star rail #hsr #honkai sr #f2u graphics #f2u with credit #graphics #layouts #twitter layout #twitter layouts #jiaoqiu #jiaoqiu hsr #hsr jiaoqiu #banners #twitter banner #twitter header #twitter headers #headers

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spectrefics · 7 months ago

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Mozeqiu(I love this ship so much god can’t help me)

Jiaoqiu was still adapting to his new life,His lose of sight and the trauma from those 12 horrible days. His husband Moze isn’t the type to express emotion however Jiaoqiu began to rely on hearing,and hearing his lovers voice he could hear the sympathy and sadness that he had deep down,Maybe because he felt guilty he had failed to protect the one he loved. He began to make up to Jiaoqiu by doing whatever he asked no questions asked. Even when spring came around and Jiaoqiu’s yearly rut arrived. He’d normally take suppressions to prevent it but with the poison and medicine he had in his body the suppressants would only cause harm. Moze was surprised by Jiaoqiu’s neediness beging to be bred by the shadow guard,He couldn’t see but he could feel just how good it was. And six months later he was looking at a window listening to the hustle and bustle of the yaoqing,wondering if he could even handle this new addition in his life. He was already recovering mentally and physically and yet this was happening. Rubbing the curve of his belly feeling the kit moving under his hands within his belly letting out a small chuckle as they wiggled around. “Calm down little one,your daddy will be home soon I promise.” He laughed feeling the kit settle down in his belly,Anxiously waiting the kits arrival. As he started to doze off he heard the apartment door open and close, “Welcome back Moze.” Jiaoqiu happily called out. Moze flinched, “your hearing is almost scary at this point.” Moze sarcastically replied. “Well I can’t see anymore so hearings all I got love,Besides where you even trying to be quiet?” Moze scoffed. That was all the confirmation Jiao needed. Moze walked over to the foxian giving a soft peck on the forehead, “Hows the kit?” Jiaoqiu smiled. “They’re really active but calmed down when you got home,I think they miss you.” Moze let out a low breath from his nose as he reached down to Jiaoqiu’s bump,Somewhat awkwardly rubbing the foxians baby bump. “See little one your dad’s back just as I said.” Moze sighed,He accepted the fact that he’s about to be a dad and he’s happy about it too,However being called dad was something he was still getting used to. “I’m going to make something to eat,What would you like?” Moze asked Jiaoqiu brushing stray hair away from his face. “I can still cook you know I just need a little guidance.” Jiaoqiu chuckled. Moze was having none of it. He was very stern he agreed that Jiaoqiu can still cook but not while he’s almost six months pregnant. “I’ll cook tonight okay? Maybe tomorrow.” Jiaoqiu didn’t reply. Moze got worried and turned around. “Jiao-?” “Moze I felt it.” Moze froze. “Felt what?” Jiaoqiu smiled and started to laugh. “Come here for a second. He practically pulled moze by the arm back over to him. “Put your hand here. Moze hesitated but placed his hand where Jiaoqiu asked. He waited a few seconds.”what did you want me to-“ he was cut off but a small hit to his hand,Looking at his hand then the bump it hit him. The kit was kicking,The first kick. Moze placed his hand back on the bump trying to get them to kick again to confirm,A second kick and a third came shortly. “They’re saying hi.” Jiaoqiu said tears starting to fill his eyes. Moze reached up to his face wipeing his tears. Jiaoqiu took his hand and kissed it gently. “Why not you go cook something special to celebrate?” Moze laughed. “Knowing you,you want something spicy?” “You know me too well.”

#mozeqiu #jiaoze #moze #jiaoqiu #honkai star rail #mpreg fic

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aventurineswife · 2 months ago

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Welcome to my HSR Masterlist 6!

Here, you'll find HSR fanfictions, headcanons, and maybe a few surprises along the way.

Feel free to send in your requests!

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Unspoken Serenade | Aventurine x Gardener!Reader

HSR Characters with a Gyaru!Reader | Ratio, Sunday, Blade x Gyaru!Reader

Whispers of the Tuskpir | Jiaoqiu, Dan Heng x Reader

Tickled by Fate | Dan Heng, Jiaoqiu, Aventurine

In Sickness, In Silence | Noah (OC), Sunday x Sick!Reader

Trust Reforged in the Quiet | Jing Yuan, Dan Heng, Aventurine, Kaveh, The Herta x Reader

Surprise in the Silence | Astral Express x Reader

Laughter is the Best Medicine | Kaveritas, Shadow x Reader

Your Lucky Night | Aventurine x Teen!Reader

A Knight's Vow | Argenti x Shadow

Fragments of Light, Shadows of Loss | Sunday, Ratio, Gallagher x Teen!Reader

A Flicker of Something More | Boothill x Teen!Reader

The Gift of Being Seen | Kaveritas, Shadow x Reader

Fate’s Unseen Thread | Ratio x Vidyadhara!Reader x Aventurine

“I Suppose I’ll Stop” | Aventurine x Reader

Between Sounds and Souls | Kaveritas, Argenti, Aventurine x Reader

Eyes That See Through the Veil | Aventurine x Female!Reader

The Price of Bliss | Sunday, Aventurine x Reader

Luck Be a Gentle Touch | Aventurine x Reader

Made of Stardust and Dreams | Aventurine x Reader

Two Wheels, One Heart | Ratio, Kaveh, Welt, Sunday x Reader

Health is in the Yellow | Stellaron Hunters x Reader

Drunken Confessions and Sweet Surprises | Aventurine, Jing Yuan, Boothill x Reader

“I just want you to remember me…” | Reca x Reader

Anchored in Stillness | Dan Heng, Sunday, Aventurine x Reader

The Absence of Touch | Kaveritas, Shadow, Aventurine x Reader

Predictable Chaos, Unpredictable Fun | Kaveritas x Reader

Unseen Devotion | Soft Yandere!Aventurine x Oblivious!Reader

Just Don’t Leave Me Again | Kaveritas, Shadow, Feixiao x Reader

In Your Words, I Find My Smile | Argenti, Boothill, Sunday x Reader

Fools in the Name of Genius | Kaveritas x Reader

Venom Holds No Power Here | Aventurine x Reader

Harmony of Souls | Sunday x Reader

Through Laughter and Strands of Hair | Kaveritas x Reader

Rolling the Dice | Aventurine x Reader

“Rest your weary head, my dear, and I will stay here” | Dan Heng, Jing Yuan, Zhongli x Reader

Shield of Love | Argenti x Shadow

“Cling to Me, Dreamer” | Dan Heng, Sunday, Aventurine x Reader

Underneath the Broken Pieces | Ratio x Reader

Tame Me With Your Touch | Aventurine, Sunday, Ratio x Reader

Kisses Like Promises | Sunday, Aventurine, Stelle x Reader

Unbreakable Bonds | Dan Heng x Reader

Life is a Highway | Kaveritas x Reader

A Shared Stillness | Dan Heng x Foxian!Reader

“Home is Where the Heart (and the Animals) Are” | Dan Heng, Aventurine, Gepard x Female!Reader

Two Sides of Justice | Boothill x Navia!Reader

Building Our Tomorrow | Aventurine, Gepard, Dan Heng x Reader

Where Science Meets Serendipity | Aventurine, Sunday, Ratio x Reader

“Take a breath and let it go” | Aventurine, Dan Heng x Reader

A Touch of Divinity | Dan Heng x Reader

When Two Worlds Collide | Luka x Reader

Rewrite Your Story | Lumine, Kaveritas, Aventurine, Shadow x Reader

The Language of Flowers | HSR Men x Reader |Series

Through Smoke and Sacrifice | Kaveritas x Reader

Too Cute to Say No | Astral Express x Reader

Calculated Kindness | Aventurine x Reader

Anchored in Your Light | Kaveritas, Lumine, Shadow x Reader

Toys and Tenderness | Sunday, Aventurine, Ratio x Reader

It's Not the End of the World | Kaveritas, Alhaitham, Shadow x Reader

“You're the real star” | Mr. Reca x Reader

“Celebrate Good Times, Come On!” | Aventurine x Reader

Twilight Shimmer, Sunset Sparkle | Kaveritas x Reader

Where the Past Cannot Follow | Sunday x Reader

Ignorance is the Only Enemy | Ratio x Teen!Reader

The Fear of Losing You | Aventurine, Ratio, Blade, Sunday x Reader

Endless Reverie | Sunday, Aventurine, Blade x Reader

Can't Help Falling In Love | Aventurine, Gepard, Jiaoqiu, Dan Heng x Reader

A Constant in My Chaos | Boothill, Aventurine, Ratio x Time Traveler!Reader

Tangled Sheets and Silent Words | Aventurine, Jiaoqiu, Dan Heng x Reader

In the Wake of Temptation | Aventurine, Dan Heng, Sunday x Reader

“Aren't they lovely? Made from love...” | Aventurine, Ratio, Sunday, Argenti, Jing Yuan x Reader

Shattered Armor | Aventurine, Blade, Sunday x Asuka Langley!Reader

Sugar Paradise | Sunday x Reader

Caught in the Moment | Aventurine, Ratio, Sunday, Jing Yuan, Blade

Progress: The Quiet Art of Trying | Aventurine, Ratio, Jing Yuan x Teen!Reader

Two of a Kind | Aventurine x Reader

A Moment of Peace | Dan Heng x Reader

“I am not perfect, but I am yours” | Jiaoqiu x Female!Reader

“You Got It Bad” | Dan Heng x Reader

A Kiss for the Starved | Kaveritas, Sunday x Reader

Familiar Strangers | Dan Heng x Reader

Masterpiece in Motion | Aventurine x FtM!Reader

Tastes Like Now | Mydei x Reader

Two Sides of the Same Coin | Jing Yuan x Kamisato Ayato!Reader

Velvet Ears and Fragile Hearts | Jiaoqiu x Female!Reader

The "Scandalous" Massage | Jing Yuan x Reader

The Weary Path of Knowledge | Argenti, Boothill, Ratio x Layla!Reader

The Fox and the Healer | Jiaoqiu x Female!Reader

Captured by You | Argenti, Aventurine x Reader

Through the Veil of Fragility | Kaveritas, Shadow x Reader

Carrying Each Other Through the Dark | Jiaoqiu x Reader

Send Me On My Way | Landau Siblings x Reader

“I Will Stay, For You” | Ratio x DemiGod!Reader

Dreamers in the Daylight | Kaveh, Aventurine x Reader

Through the Eyes of the Heart | Jiaoqu x Reader

Caught in the Morning Haze | Dan Heng x Reader

Of Paws and Promises | Argenti, Boothill, Robin, Topaz x Reader

“Let go or be dragged” | Aventurine, Ratio x Reader

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