#wuthering waves mortefi

[asterronomical]

I understand xiangli yao . i too would like to sweet talk the red grumpy dragon man who has a soft spot for children . his loser behavior has captivated me

[b101-doctor]

put them in the same team

[noveauskull]

How Male WUWA Character's React When They Smell Another Man's Perfume/Cologne On You! (NSFW)

characters: scar, jiyan, mortefi, calcharo, aalto, yuanwu, geshu lin x reader

warnings: 18+, smut, fem x male, prank, clit play, overstimulation, ideas of cheating, penetration (piv), tied up, mating press, punishment, passing out, hurting their feelings, dick riding, oral (m! receiving), spanking, wall fucking, use of toys, anal, biting, hickeys, throat fucking, clips on nipples and clit, apologies from the men

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SCAR:

You'd regret playing a prank on him immediately. Scar has a very sharp nose so when you come back home smelling like another man he doesn't say anything for a bit, he just stares at you waiting for an explanation.

Though the explanation had to wait until it was midnight and you were on your bed, wrists tied with a belt on the headboard and a vibrator pressed onto your clit, no foreplay whatsoever as he sits in front of you, fingers holding the vibrator with his legs crossed and another hand holding his head up, his eyes burning into yours. He hasn't smiled once ever since you came back.

When he finally asks you about the smell, you said that you had no idea what he was talking about, which made him more pissed, so he made you cum on the vibrator 4 to 6 times until your juices were dripping all over his fingers and palm.

You could tell despite being overstimulated it wasn't over, cause then he started pulling his pants down, not off, but down enough to reveal his hard cock, he cusses at how he still gets hard to you even though you're a potential cheater.

He'd have his cock punching into your cervix with every thrust, and he has a lot of stamina. At one point you can see the last shred of sanity in his eyes blink away as he pushes your knees onto your shoulders and hovers above you, putting you in a matting press when he keeps fucking you raw.

You'd finally surrender and give up when you started to notice you were gonna pass out real soon, the sun was starting to come up too, so you muster up the last bit of energy you had to tell him without babbling that it was a prank before completely shutting down.

The last thing you'd see is Scar's angry face turning to a shocked face before you passed out.

When you wake up in the afternoon, your wrists were no longer tied, the between of your legs are clean with none of yours or his juices left, you had a white oversized shirt on, and you can smell something delicious outside.

Scar would have came in a few minutes later with a big sheepish smile, wearing an apron and holding a plate of food for lunch as he apologizes to you.

"Damn. Sorry babe, I didn't know you had it in you to make a prank this good. I'll make it up to you, 'kay?"

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JIYAN:

He'd be incredibly disappointed that he doesn't smell your usual scent immediately, so he asks you why did you come home smelling like a another man. He would try to be very understanding with you but his patience is replaced with hurt when you tell him that you don't smell anything different about yourself.

He would come to the conclusion that you were cheating on him. You'd keep pretending like you had no idea what he was so silent about. When you initiated you two have sex like always he would comply, but compared to his usual sweet and gentle behavior, its replaced with something more meaner.

First he would tell you he wanted you to suck his dick off. He wasn't asking you like how he usually would, he was ordering you to do it, and you knowing what you did, you listened to him and did it without any questions.

He'd say "this felt better before today" and fuck his cock into your throat to make you swallow every last bit of his cum, even though usually he would cum outside of your mouth unless you asked for it inside.

You would have to be on top of him and thrusting his dick inside you instead of him just straight up pounding you until you were satisfied like always, and when you finally came, he would force you to keep going, if you didn't, he'd smack your ass until your cheeks went red.

This would go on until your legs were shaking, his slaps were very powerful, so everytime you bounce on his cock you'd falter when your sensitive red cheeks touch his thighs and you'd accidentally have his cock piercing to your cervix.

When he sees your movements getting weak, he stares at you with hooded eyes and furrowed eyebrows, sitting up from the bed to carry you and press your back against the wall, then fucking you so hard and deep you couldn't even let out a noise.

Your eyes would be rolling to the back of your head, and your mouth would be hung open with no sign of shutting. Your body would be twitching uncontrollably from all the crazy thrusts Jiyan is forcing you to take.

When he made you cum 3 times on the wall before putting you back onto the bed and fucking you again in doggy style, you had to force yourself to confess that you were just pranking him, to which all his movements would stop and he'd pick you up to make you face his shocked face.

While your pussy was still twitching and gaping from the shape you had to take for the past 5 hours, Jiyan eventually apologizes as he caresses your back while your head is laying lifelessly on his shoulder.

"Of course this was a prank... I'm so stupid, would you forgive me for acting so harshly?"

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MORTEFI:

He'd ignore the smell at first. You'd know that he isn't the type to jump into conclusions so you had to tell him about your day, how happy you were to have made a new friend and how he was super nice to you, making sure you didn't leave out on how touchy that new friend of yours was.

The longer you kept going the more he counted on the times he'd have to make you cum in bed, to which, you seemed to have exceeded over 10 times now.

When it was time to sleep, he'd have you thinking that he wouldn't do anything to you, so you believed his little act and slept for the night, only to wake up in the middle of the night with your hands tied to your back, face smooshed against your pillow with your mouth covered with a cloth and a vibrating dildo deep into your pussy, including an anal plug inside you all at once.

He'd have you squirming as much as you can but eventually you'd stop squirming just to twitch and shake because you'd cum shortly after. When you're at your 5th orgasm that's when he removes the anal plug inside you to shove his cock in.

For the entire night he wouldn't let you make a single noise, constantly smacking your ass and using your hole for his own pleasure, when he finally felt like he was finished that's when he removes the cloth on your mouth to let you speak, and that's when you tell him that it was a prank.

He'd feel incredibly embarassed and sorry that he treated you so roughly, you better expect top tier treatment from him for the rest of the week, but don't forget, this all wouldn't have happened if you hadn't played that stupid prank on him.

"You drive me insane sometimes, you know that?"

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CALCHARO:

NEVER underestimate this man's nose, he could smell your scent from a mile away. So when he smells someone else coming inside his house he's very alarmed, even more alarmed when he finds out that it was you this whole time.

He wouldn't even say a simple hi or even ask what the smell was, he would just grab you without letting you settle down and throw you onto the bed. He never lets you take even a moment to say anything to him as he's ripping, and I mean literally, ripping your clothes off your body.

Calcharo would order you to not move an inch while you're naked on the bed, before he leans in to your neck and sniffs you again. The smell would still be there and that made him want to bite you, so that's what he does, he bites on you all over and leaves marks in every single part of your body.

He's very mad, but he has to confirm if that part of yours has been used yet or not. So he pulls down his pants and he jerks off at your naked body in front of him. If you confessed that you had cheated on him the very least he wanted to do was to make it known that you had always belonged to him before letting yourself get fucked by another man.

Once his cum was all over your face, he uses his hand to wipe some cum onto him and palm your pussy, he may be mad but he's not mean enough to penetrate you without prep. Once your pussy was pooling with your juices that's when he breaks into your hole with his cock, in one harsh movement too, at the same moment he put his cock in he's already thrusting gigantic movements into you.

He'd have you crying and screaming by how fast and powerful his thrusts were. His hands holding onto the back of your knees as he uses your hole like a toy, you felt both pain and pleasure all at once, and he's already made you cum more than 5 times, switching to your ass and mouth from time to time making it more than 5 times since he came. And all your holes were being violated.

Everything had to end when you started to feel lightheaded, even though you had begged him to stop just so you could breathe, he never did stop, and it was really hard for you to tell him that it was all a prank.

So what you did was grab him by the hair as roughly as you can and yank it to your face, choking out the words "It's a prank" before you pass out completely, when you finally woke up, you see Calcharo sitting next to you with his hands on his head, feeling sorry for using you like a doll.

"Don't ever do that again, I don't want to hurt you over something like this ever. Idiot."

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AALTO:

He looks at you and says "Nuh uh, we are not doing this" when he smells another man on you. To which you act oblivious and shrug at his questions, but he's clearly not taking your shit.

For a bit, he analyzes the way you moved around the house, especially when you were on your phone texting to god know's who while giggling, when you do that, that's what makes him lose his patience.

He doesn't even bother checking who you were texting and throws your phone across the room. When you yell at him for throwing away something so fragile he just grabs your wrist and twists it to your back, now your ass was right at where his crotch was and your arm was in an uncomfortable position.

Aalto doesn't plan on keeping you on that position forever, so he grabs both your arms behind your back and presses your back against his chest while holding you.

He'd tease you while asking you questions, his hand would slip inside your pants and play with your clit. He's trying his best to remain calm with you since he knows that if he lets his mind win he would leave you so broken with his cum oozing out of you, so he edges you. 10 minutes turning to 30, 30 minutes turning to an hour, and an hour turning to 2 hours, and he's still teasing your clit.

He doesn't even bother removing your pants or underwear for you, he is literally making you soak your underwear and pants like it's been at the washing machine, no matter how much you beg him for release he wont give it to you until you tell him what actually happened and if you really did cheated on him.

And ding! Aalto wins, you can't bear to not get your release, so you admit to him that you were just pranking him. He'll smile at you and give you a kiss on the forehead before pulling down your pants, revealing a pool of your juices. There was so much juices that you two could fuck hours and hours on end.

He rewards your honesty by shoving his cock inside you and fucking you until you got as many orgasms as you wanted while planting you kisses all over. Smiling at you as you get your 3rd orgasm from his cock.

"I knew you'd never cheat on me, this is why you should leave the pranks to me instead"

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YUANWU:

He doesn't jump into conclusions, instead, he lets you settle down and rest before he asks you if you were using another perfume, and when you say no, that's when he asks if you were out with someone. When your response is "Oh, how did you know?", he'd simply ask you who you had been out with, but you didn't want to answer him. Hearing you respond like that shifts something in him a bit.

Next thing you know he has you bend over his lap, ass sticking out on one side while your face stuffed on the bed in the other, he smacks his hand on your ass in one moment before he fingers your wet pussy until you feel like your close, only to stop again just to smack your ass.

He keeps doing this until he hears an answer from you, but you were quite stubborn, and that was fine. Yuanwu knows exactly how to deal with you, so he keeps going. Everytime you try to push your hips back into his fingers he just spanks your ass, leaving it red all over.

When you finally gave up on begging him to stop and told him that you were just pranking him, he immediately has you sit on his lap while he rubs your asscheeks in a way to comfort the stinging pain he created, head on yours as he smiles at you, it seemed he knew that it was a prank, he just didn't like that you withheld information from him.

Before he lets you go, he rewards you by letting you cum on his fingers while kissing him to muffle your cries, at the same time caressing your red ass cheeks leaving you feel incredibly spoiled. His actions making you never want to lie to him ever again.

He gives you one last tiny smack on your pussy as a little punishment for the silly prank you played on him with a smile.

"You're so cute when you try to act sly, princess. But I hope this makes you realize it will never work on me"

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GESHU LIN:

Disappointed, angry and betrayed. He is definitely not letting you go until you explain yourself. He'd have you kneeling while he makes you suck his cock, having a vibrator not inside your pussy, but in your ass. He makes you swallow his cum for around 3 times, making your stomach full and your throat throb when he finally frees his cock from you.

He'll ask you why you smelled like a man, but a little throat fucking and anal won't make you confess so easily, so he plays your game, and goes completely insane.

He's leaving marks all over your body while punching your cervix with his cock behind you, never giving you a single moment to breathe, your nipples were being pinched by the clips he used on you, the clips having chains that connect on your clit, sometimes he would tug it making you scream in pain before he hits your spot to replace your scream with a delicious moan.

When using the clips on your nipples felt a little boring to him, he would move to the clip that was on your clit and make the clip shake with every rhythm in his thrust, all while the vibrator was still in your ass, having so many sensations at once makes you drool as tears roll down your cheeks.

You'd hear him cuss at you and call you a slut, asking if the man you were with could fuck you the same way he does. That's when you remember why you were getting roughly fucked for, so you immediately confessed that you never met any man at all.

You'd think he would stop, but no, he keeps going until he was satisfied. He's happy that you confessed to never meeting any other man but him, but that doesn't mean he won't punish you for playing such a dirty prank on him.

He'd unclip the clip on your clit before using his wet fingers that he used on his mouth to force an orgasm out of you so that you would cum at the same time as him, and when you finally do, you'd fall onto the bed passed out, while Geshu Lin is panting and wiping the sweat off his chin.

"This will remind you to never play such games with me ever again"

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A/N: NEW CHARACTER UNLOCKED FOR SMUT! SCAR AND GESHU LIN!! I was gonna add male rover but i ain't even gonna lie guys, im so tired I HAVENT EVEN LOGGED INTO WUWA TODAY IM CRYING

please enjoy this crumb i left for you all hungry beasts as i go farm convenes for Jiyan, HE HAS TO COME HOME!!!!!

[char-lina]

Men and their dragons

[kenora-pizza]

Maybe I gotta pick up Wuthering Waves now lmao

Quick, someone draw your humanized Thomas design in Mortefi's outfit

But shit now every time I listen to Mortefi's voicelines I'm gonna be thinking of Thomas lmao

[wuwaworld]

SMAU [Wuwa x Reader]

random moments with Mortefi, Aalto, & Calcharo. (with you mostly getting in trouble.)

can be seen as platonic/romance. i made these on a whim and couldn't resist to post it :P

tw: obviously ooc men, a bit of spoilers in Mortefi's part(?)

Aalto

Calcharo

Mortefi

[aventurineswife]

hellooooo! this is my first request on this blog if requests are currently open. If it's alright with you, may i have Jiyan Mortefi, or Yuanwu with a teen!reader who's like mafuyu from project sekai when she ran away from her controlling mom after a really bad arguement?

The Weight of Perfection

Tags: Jiyan x Reader, Mortefi x Reader, Yuanwu x Reader, Teen!Reader, Emotional healing, Parental expectations, Supportive platonic relationships, Angst, Mentorship, Hopeful.

Warnings: Emotional distress, Family pressure, Mentions of mental health struggles, Possible self-doubt or identity crises.

The forest was quiet, save for the occasional rustle of leaves carried by the evening breeze. Jiyan, standing at the edge of a small clearing, surveyed the area with a calculating gaze. His Midnight Rangers were camped nearby, their fires flickering against the encroaching darkness. But something had caught his attention—a presence that felt out of place.

He stepped forward, his hair swaying behind him. Among the shadows, he spotted you huddled against a tree, knees pulled tightly to your chest. Trembling but defiant, your tear-streaked face was illuminated briefly by the moonlight.

“You shouldn’t be here,” Jiyan said calmly, crouching down to your level. His voice was gentle but firm, like the steady winds before a storm. “This forest is dangerous.”

You flinched but didn’t look up. “I had nowhere else to go,” you murmured.

Jiyan studied you carefully. Your clothes were neat but wrinkled, as if they had been packed hastily. Your hollow, tired eyes spoke volumes—a weight far heavier than anyone your age should bear.

“I can tell,” he said softly, sitting down beside you. “You’ve run from something.”

You hesitated, then nodded. “My mom,” you whispered. “She wants me to be perfect. Good grades, sports, everything. But... I can’t. I don’t even know who I am anymore.”

Jiyan’s gaze softened. “I understand,” he said. “Once, I thought I had to be someone I wasn’t, too. A healer, just like my family wanted. But there comes a time when you have to decide for yourself who you want to be.”

You looked at him for the first time, searching his face for any sign of judgment. Instead, you found quiet resolve and empathy.

“You’re safe here,” Jiyan assured you. “Stay with us tonight. Tomorrow, we’ll figure out what comes next.”

As the night deepened, Jiyan called forth the Qingloong, its ethereal form circling above to guard the camp. For the first time in a long while, you felt a flicker of safety, a storm’s eye amidst the chaos of your life.

Mortefi adjusted his pristine gloves, a frown tugging at his lips. The quiet knock at his workshop door had been an unwelcome interruption. He wasn’t expecting visitors, least of all at this hour.

When he opened the door, the sight before him made him pause. You stood there, disheveled and out of breath, clutching a small bag like it was the only thing tethering you to the world.

“Who sent you?” Mortefi asked sharply, though his tone softened when he noticed your trembling hands.

“No one,” you said, your voice barely audible. “I just... I didn’t know where else to go.”

Mortefi’s brow furrowed. He wasn’t accustomed to unannounced visitors, much less ones who looked like they were on the verge of breaking. He stepped aside, gesturing for you to enter.

“Sit,” he said curtly, clearing a space amidst the neatly arranged tools and schematics. He watched as you hesitated, then sank into the chair, your movements stiff with exhaustion.

“Now,” Mortefi said, crossing his arms, “explain.”

The words spilled out in a rush. “My mom. She wants me to be perfect. I can’t. I don’t even know who I am anymore.”

Mortefi’s gaze sharpened. He saw himself in your words—years of suffocating under expectations, of being shaped into something he wasn’t. He knelt down, his fiery hair catching the light.

“You’re not a tool to be used,” he said firmly. “You’re a person, and you deserve to decide who that person is.”

You stared at him, surprised by the warmth beneath his stern exterior. “But... what if I don’t know who I am?”

Mortefi’s lips quirked in a rare, gentle smile. “Then we’ll figure it out. Together.”

He stood, extending a hand. “Come. I’ve just finished a prototype for a toy dragon. Perhaps it’ll help clear your mind.”

For the first time in days, you smiled—a small, fragile thing, but genuine. And as Mortefi guided you into his world of invention and fire, you began to feel the faint stirrings of hope.

The gym was empty, save for the soft hum of the overhead lights. Yuanwu wiped his hands on a towel, preparing to lock up for the night when he heard the faint creak of the door.

“Hello?” he called, his voice calm but firm.

You stepped inside, drenched from the rain, your bag slung over one shoulder. Your eyes were downcast, but Yuanwu could see the exhaustion etched into your features.

“Sorry,” you mumbled. “I didn’t know where else to go.”

Yuanwu set the towel down, his kind eyes taking in your soaked clothes and trembling frame. “Come in,” he said gently. “You look like you need a warm drink.”

He guided you to a chair near the corner of the gym, where the scent of freshly brewed tea lingered. Handing you a steaming cup, he sat down across from you.

“Take your time,” he said, his voice soothing. “You’re safe here.”

You sipped the tea, your hands shaking slightly. Finally, you spoke. “I ran away. My mom... she expects me to be perfect. I can’t. I don’t even know who I am anymore.”

Yuanwu nodded, his expression thoughtful. “Perfection is a heavy burden,” he said. “It’s not something anyone should have to carry alone.”

You looked up at him, surprised by his understanding. “What if I don’t know who I’m supposed to be?”

Yuanwu smiled, the faint lines around his eyes softening. “That’s the beauty of it,” he said. “You don’t have to have all the answers right now. What matters is that you keep searching.”

He stood, gesturing to the training mats. “Whenever you’re ready, we can start with a lesson. Martial arts isn’t just about strength—it’s about finding balance, both in the body and the mind.”

You hesitated, then nodded. For the first time in a long while, you felt a flicker of hope, like the first rays of dawn breaking through a storm. And under Yuanwu’s patient guidance, you began to believe that maybe, just maybe, you could find yourself again.

[justarandomweeb]

MORTEEEEEFIIIIIIIIIIIII!!!

god I hope he doesn't see what's in my search list bout him 0///0

[empty-fantasies]

Burning

Love involving Mortefi is like a flickering flame; fueled by blazing passion and embraced by gentle affection

Character(s) Included: Mortefi

gn!reader, fluff, mindless ramblings from eden once again

It takes an attentive and mindful approach to endure the fiery passion known as Mortefi’s love.

Treading carefully at the beginning of the flaming romance, as if one wrong move would create a gust of wind and take out the flame you had oh-so-painstakingly pined after for so long. It was no easy feat to come to terms with your ever growing love for the Head of the Tacetite Weaponry Branch. Nor was it any less difficult to accept the possibility of rejection should you carelessly smother that fire by beating around the bush about your sudden awkwardness the manifested upon realization.

Patience was required when the meter approaches its limits and manifests in frequent groans of frustration and a near permanent frown. The flame, as you have learned, can easily burn you if you’re not careful with your own words. He’s a straightforward man, after all. Which was evident in his rather blunt way of confessing to you that eventful day and something that had always seemingly caught you off guard in unsuspecting moments. Would you complain about this? Not at all, contrary to your playful complaints that your heart was far too fragile for such (Mortefi would rather admit to defeat against Xiangli Yao before ever confessing openly around others that he simply adored your varied reactions).

Love, in the way that Mortefi expresses it, was all consuming. There was no lack of effort on his part. A point was made for each planned date and every little moment of exploration that no words were needed to express the everlasting devotion he had for you and only you. Determination to perfect everything despite your constant reassurances that occasional mishaps and derailed plans (due to a certain someone’s habit of sacrificing his sleep every now and then) happen. It engulfed your entire being; heart, mind, and soul. Overwhelming as it may sound, you welcomed it fully and returned just as much by fanning the flames, having quickly become accustomed to the heat long before you even realized it yourself. Much to your surprise, you too have also found yourself adopting new habits just to show as much appreciation and effort as he does.

As consuming as it is, Mortefi does have an uncharacteristic gentleness that many are not privy to picking up by mere observation alone. A comforting warmth, one that reminded you of serenity found in a cup of tea on a winter night spent in bed. You wouldn’t deny that you were a bit selfish in wanting to keep this warmth to yourself at first—desiring nothing more than to bask in the fact of knowing that only you were able to experience such without limits.

Sweet-tempered fingers would dance across your skin, taking hold of your hand in silent moments when either of you are finishing up reports. Tenderhearted words responding to your curious questions about the classical music to echoes softly every now and then. A rare pink hue dancing across his cheeks the moment any small praise falls from your lips. As the fervent flames roar of adoration, they also invoke a sense of comfort shared just between the two of you. There were no walls other than the ones that shielded this flame of love from gusty winds of doubt and weariness. To bask in such has made you realize that perhaps that selfish desire for keeping it to yourself was a wish instead to keep this flame alive—to endure all this is to come in the future.

Mortefi’s love is an ardent flame; ever-consuming in the way that he has to make it known where his heart resides. Yet, it is also a soothing warmth marked by the solace found in butterfly kisses and gentle gazes. To you, the ever curious lover of his, the heat is gladly welcomed each and every single time.

[musings-ofthe-unamused]

To Give Up Isn't To Fail (Wuthering Waves)

Pairing: Mortefi x Reader

Warnings: Very mild angst

Word Count: 1.3k

A/N: God, I love him so much. I wanted this one to be a bit serious but still sweet!

You weren't the best scientist. You were still a student at the Academy (and have been for longer than what was normal), you were messy, and you could never keep track of the tasks you were given. It was a wonder why you hadn't flunked out or just quit. But you knew you had your reasons. Or, in this case, reason.

Mortefi was standing over you, rubbing the bridge of his nose as he sighed. You had dropped a thick file filled with an important report and now the papers were scattered all over the floor. It was an accident, but you always had accidents. You kept your gaze down to hide the blush on your cheeks. That look of disappointment had always had your heart pounding. Soft classical music played in the background as you struggled to get all the papers together.

It wasn't your intention to fall in love with him. He was everything you're not; smart, organized, and perfect. You first met him when your professor deemed it necessary to have you work under someone to try and fix you. Mortefi was the obvious candidate. While strict, he was passionate about science. In theory, he would help you, the struggling student. And you found yourself falling in love instead of becoming a good student and scientist. You were a hopeless case.

"I'm so sorry." You mumbled, finally standing up. You held the stack close to your chest. "I'll organize these immediately."

"It's late. You should go home."

You shook your head. "I won't go home until you do."

He sighed and slowly lowered his hand. He didn't say a word and only walked over to you, patting your head, before going to sit at the table and fiddle with whatever he was currently working on. The flush on your face grew hotter. You were so in love with him. With a shaky sigh, you quickly sat next to him. You set down the papers and began to organize them.

As the night went on, you kept glancing over what he was working on. It looked to be something similar to a children's toy. That was something he always did. Even if he was bogged down with other jobs, he always made sure to fulfill any request a kid gave him. Just another reason you loved him so much.

"What are you making this time?" You asked softly.��

"Some child requested a toy that… Well, you'll see. I need you to test it out."

You felt your face flush again. "Me? Are you sure?"

He snorted and rolled his eyes. "You're the only one here, aren't you? Don't worry. It's sturdy, so even you can't break it."

You laughed softly. Mortefi's tone was light, almost tired. The music flowed softly between the two of you as he finished his tinkering. He slid the box towards you. You picked it up and inspected it. It was made of metal, iridescent and cold. Your fingers traveled over it until you pressed a button on the back. The lid popped up. All of a sudden, the room lit up with a projection of the night sky. You gasped in surprise.

"It's… It's beautiful!"

"This particular child is afraid of the dark. He said that he wanted something to comfort him at night." Mortefi reached over. His hand brushed against yours as he reached over, pressing another button inside of the box. "And it comes with music."

You couldn't help but gasp again. "Mortefi, this is amazing. You're so… gifted. I'm jealous."

"Are you?"

It caught you off guard. Mortefi had never questioned you or your intentions before. He just accepted you and put you to work. His hand covered yours as he pushed the box down to the table. He scooted closer to you. Now your heart was really starting to work in overtime. Mortefi had never acted like this before. What was happening?

He spoke your name with care and quietly. "You do not need to force yourself. I have seen you work. You're always flustered, always looking lost. It's almost every day that I find you making mistakes and growing frustrated with yourself. Why are you here?"

"Why am I… here?"

"Yes."

You blinked in surprise. "Isn't it obvious? It's because I want to be a scientist. Even if I'm not good at what I do, I'm working hard so I'll get better."

"But you can't process the information, can you?" Mortefi asked. His voice was still gentle.

"I mean, I may not be as smart as you or the others, but I'm trying. It's not like I'm getting better at a rapid pace, but I am getting better. Right? I'm working hard and that's all that should matter. Even if I keep failing."

A sigh left Mortefi's lips. He reached up and brushed your cheek with his thumb. You didn't even realize that you were crying. Yes, you were stressed about your current academic status. Has it really been weighing on you this much? Or was it the fact that the man you loved pointed out all your flaws? It's not like people weren't aware of you and your lack of being able to do anything right. So… why did it hurt so much?

You tried to turn your head away. Mortefi wouldn't have it. He stood from his chair and stepped closer to you. His arms wrapped around you and he pressed your head against his chest. The movement felt awkward, as if he wasn't used to doing this. You could feel the heat of his skin and the coolness of his scales. A shuddering breath left you as you continued to cry against his chest.

"It's okay. You don't have to keep doing this to yourself, you know. I see you work so hard and it hurts seeing you always so distraught."

"But I don't want to disappoint-"

"Shush." He hummed, his hand running over your hair. "You won't be disappointing anyone. All you're doing right now is dragging yourself down. Take a long break. Think about what you want. And then decide how to live your life. For yourself."

You whimpered and wrapped your arms around him, hugging him tightly. "I've already gotten used to being around you every day. I don't want to leave."

He chuckled and pulled back slightly. His eyes bore into yours. "Don't be like that. You can still come by. Or, if you want me to, I can come see you when I have time."

There was an odd feeling in your chest. Almost a sense of relief. It felt comforting to hear from Mortefi that it was okay. It was okay to feel like this and it was okay to take a break. You sniffled and blinked back the rest of your tears. Mortefi reached up and cupped your face. His cheeks were a light pink. That was new.

"D-Did you know!" You suddenly blurted out. "That to destress, I like to bake?"

Mortefi's eyes widened. "Really? And why have you never told me?!"

"Ah. I… I never thought I was good enough to share with anyone."

"Well, I'll be the judge of that."

His grip on your cheeks grew firmer. You couldn't help yourself and nuzzled against your touch. The love you felt for Mortefi seemed to have deepened. It no longer felt like infatuation. Now, it felt deeper. To love someone you could rely on and who cares for you. It felt real. And you knew one day you would confess. But now wasn't the time.

"Do you feel better?" 

"A little." You mumbled.

"Good." He pulled his hands back and cleared his throat, sitting back down. The blush on his cheeks grew darker. "Go home. You need to rest after all that crying."

"Yes, Mortefi."

"Have a good night."

In your dreams, the night would have ended with you kissing him. Life isn't like your dreams. But maybe, you could make it that way. You left the building with a warm feeling in your chest. You may have given up something you were a part of for so long. But that didn't mean you had to give up on the other parts of your life. Love was something you could never give up.

[asterronomical]

"I trust you as always, Mortefi." Oooookay....

[ternych]

let's claim this acc as "average mortefi simps'" one

'Cause yeah another Mortefi fanart💥

(and yes I keep forgeting that I have tumblr sorry)

[noveauskull]

How Male WUWA Characters React To You Touching Their Tacet Marks! (SFW AND NSFW)

characters: jiyan, mortefi, calcharo, aalto, yuanwu x reader

warnings: 18+, smut, scratching, licking, biting, teasing, kissing, oral (f! receiving), choking, handjob

JIYAN:

SFW

Would notice how you've been staring at his back a lot and ask if you needed something from him or if you wanted to tell him something important

He gets a little surprised by how you immediately just told him that you wanted to touch his tacet mark and would ask you why, but he would let you touch it anyways

Probably the most sensitive one out of every other WUWA man since his is literally on his back

He would blush so hard that his ears would go red if you kept touching his mark for more than 20 seconds

When you first touched his mark he would feel a little uncomfortable and tell you when you need to stop so that he doesn't get too uneasy

But after a few more times he enjoys your touch way too much and often times would ask you for a hug so that he could feel your hands touch his back again

NSFW

When hes pounding himself into you, sometimes you would purposely brush your hand on his back to where his tacet mark is so that he would falter in his movements just for a bit, so that you can catch your breath

Sometimes you forget his tacet mark is on his back, so when your hands are clinging onto him you would accidentally lightly scratch him just a bit to where his tacet mark lines would be, which he surprisingly took well

He might be slightly masochistic (at least you awakened that part of him)

Of course doing it too harshly would hurt like shit, but when you brush your nails against it, he gets shivers

In conclusion, this man loves it when you touch his back

MORTEFI:

SFW

Would straight up ask you why you keep staring at his chest

He'd look at you with wide eyes when you tell him that you wanted to feel his tacet mark that was on his right chest, but agree almost too quickly because he believes your reason would be because you wanted to "experiment" something

Most likely you're the first person to ever touch him like that

Gets shivers when your fingers lightly brush against him, then tells you that its alright to just completely put your hand over it

When you do put your hand over his chest though, you can feel his heartbeat pounding real fast

You try to ignore the blush on his face, but it was way too obvious

NSFW

You like to lick his chest, especially his tacet mark just to see the way he reacts

His attempts to hide his tiny grunts is super cute to you

He would say things like "Ok, that's enough" but he wouldn't push you away, leaving room for the idea of teasing him that he enjoys the feeling of your warm mouth against his tacet mark

Likes it when you nibble on it a bit, or use some teeth to lightly scrape his skin

The way your mouth would travel to his neck, collarbones, nipples, abs, literally everywhere but his tacet mark would drive him crazy

You'd make sure to leave a bite mark right over his tacet mark, that way he would have to cover up his chest in a bit more effort to prevent anyone else from seeing it (cause we all know him showing off his chest is a SLUT MOVE)

CALCHARO:

SFW

We all know this tough guy is actually super obedient and literally just a baby

Which explains why he loves forehead kisses A LOT

Literally praise him for doing anything and he'd ask for a forehead kiss on top of your compliments, and you'd happily oblige

You asked him if he ever face palms himself when hes disappointed and he just stares at you with furrowed eyebrows in confusion, wondering why you would ask him that

The first time you touched his tacet mark was when you asked him if you could touch his hair, and he would be fine with it since he was aware of how much you love his hair and how jealous you were by how beautiful it was

NSFW

Because he loves your touch on his tacet mark, he very much prefers to go down on you than fuck your hole all the time

He does this because he likes how your hands scurry around to grab his head and push him away when you are getting overstimulated

Everytime you finish you would pat his head and that would get him riled up

When he does pound you, he would place his forehead against yours and stare deeply into your eyes while youre crying out on how big he is

He also really loves burying his face in between your chest and rubbing his tacet mark on it to feel your heartbeats

Calcharo is basically a big beast that you tamed

AALTO:

SFW

You actually didn't ask him if you could touch his tacet mark, he just so happened to have something on his shoulder that you helped brush off, and your hand accidentally brushed against his tacet mark

He reacted by flinching a little. When you asked if he was alright he just said that he was fine. You couldn't really tell if he was fine or not since he had his glasses on.

But you can see his ears turning red, so you knew you just turned a switch on for him, but you still haven't figured out that it was because you touched his tacet mark

You slowly notice more things on Aalto's shoulder, on the exact same spot. Sometimes you try to ignore it but Aalto would make you want to brush it off somehow by asking things like "Is there anything on me?" or "You've been staring at my shoulder for a while, y'know?"

NSFW

Loves it when you give him hickeys, he really enjoys it when you suck on his tacet mark the most, cause that's when his sensitivity heightens up a lot

You know exactly how much pressure to give him when you playfully bite him on his tacet mark, especially if you wanted to get him hard and going

He lowkey wants you to choke him while he fucks you, the pressure of his tacet mark pushing into the nerves of his flesh makes his vision cloudly and his pupils grow

When you're too fucked out to choke him, he would forcefully grab the back of your head and push it against his neck to make you lick and suck it while his cock is molding its shape into you

He does not hold back

YUANWU:

SFW

Yuanwu is a patient man, so you don't hesitate in asking him if you could touch his tacet mark that was right on his neck

Of course, he sees no reason to disagree. But for some reason when you touch him, he freezes and it takes you a minute before he clears his throat and apologizes for suddenly not responding

You weren't dumb enough to realise that touching his tacet mark made him feel something, so sometimes, you would get cozy with him and wrap your arm around his neck

The action would have him tipping his hat to cover his face, remaining silent the entire time you go chattering about how you want to go have some tea with him at his boxing gym

Sure, Yuanwu is a patient man, but his patience does run thin

NSFW

He'd actually keep your hands away from his neck while he's fucking your brains out

This is all cause you knew that touching his tacet mark would get him hard, and you decided to do it on a public area

Since you did it on purpose you have to face the consequences and wait until he's done fucking all your senses out of your body

When you two are finally done, you wrap your arms around his neck and kiss his tacet mark, since you two were in private he doesn't mind you getting intimate with his mark

You didn't expect this, but sometimes you would be able to pull a noise or two from his mouth

Something you really like doing to him is having his back on your chest while you're fucking your hand on his cock, then planting kisses on his tacet mark, leaving him groaning your name

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That's it folks im out of here, its like 5 am where I live so yeah :> I would add more of what I think everyone would react to when you touch their tacet marks but im pooped for the day

[char-lina]

Dragon party go brr.

Mortefy was the reason I came in wuwa. I loved his voice and character and said "okay fine, I'm coming after you, man". And he loves me the most, I have R4 of him, he comes from every single banner first thing. His voicelines during battle are so satisfying! (When you hear his rich "BURN TO ASHES!" and feel like "yeeah, let's destroy everything, man")

Jiyan is just... How can you NOT love him? This gentle being deserves everything good in the world.

Junhsi simply decided to join in first 10 pull after Jiyan, so welcome home princess. I failed to get a proper weapon for her, but we'll figure it out eventually.

[tado25]

I decided to draw how Wuthering Waves characters wished you a happy birthday

[wuwaworld]

Mortefi Screenshots (Unedited)