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anantaru · 2 days
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synopsis. you got alhaitham to tutor you, although he uses a method you weren't quite expecting, ⋆ ˚。⋆౨ৎ˚ cw, fingering, soft dom alhaitham, petnames used: good girl, fem! reader ᰔ
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"repeat that paragraph, that one, read it to me," shuddered and twisted, you weakly nod back at alhaitham's words, the veil of lust drawing across his face.
you admire his honed jaw and poised tone, the perfect shade of red on his cheeks, no trace of imperfections except a lustre ignite of fire shaped inside the yearning in his eyes.
for now, you were only capable to re-read half of the paragraph as he digs the finger deeper inside before curling it, curling it hard, nudging your puffy cunt as you close your eyes at the impact, alternating between squeezing his hand with your thighs and parting your legs in obvious invitation.
alhaitham continues to lightly stroke over your searing walls, tracing his way further until you squirm at the mind-altering press on your cunt, your hole clenching around the digit, holding the finger in for him to never leave you, "yeah, good girl— ugh, but what else? that's not all," he grins as you sneakily ride his hand, his cock hardening inside his pants.
you rest your head on his shoulder, your focus forced on holding onto the book as good as you could.
you attempt to continue, founding it to be futile when he fucks you with a precision that quickened your blood.
"what else do you got for me?" he repeats.
"c-can we just forget about studying already?" you attempt to reason, stuttering over your words, "you know i can't— i want more," as you cough out and squirm, your hips shifting forward so your clit could grind against the heel of his hand ever so often, "i can't focus like this,"
you were correct, in fact, you were certain no one in all of sumeru could ever focus on a single task when a man such as alhaitham himself, no matter how aggravating at times, would look at someone with such hunger in his eyes, a gaze filled to perpetual sharpness.
you do not want him to stop, you want him to do more.
"you seem to enjoy it," the confidence in his tone could not be any clearer, "very much."
he tilts his head to look at you, the brush of his lips against your cheek making you whimper, the following scrape of his teeth hovering against your jawline tempting out a shiver after such tenderness.
a sensual thrust of his hand repeatedly curls and digs into you, knocking the air from your lungs as you clench as strongly as you could around a single digit, his finger rubbing just so against the furthest, most delicious spots of your walls that it increased the force and pressure on your tight belly from the inside.
how long until you break?
his finger wiggles inside, the touch exquisitely precise, awfully confident, and you found yourself in an inescapable position, impossible to hold yourself back from sinking into the sensation of feeling him. just having him touch you.
"you want me to put another finger?" he kisses your cheek tenderly.
your skin holds against sweat and desperation, tickling the hairs on your skin as a satisfactory pleasure could be felt ebbing and flowing through the entirety of your body.
"yes, please another," you breathe, greeting the scribe with a little more than soft excitement in your voice— but you sounded so angelic to him, your voice silk alike, drowning in a river of solace.
shameless in his doings, alhaitham smirks against you, his lips a hairbreadth away from your ear, "really? you think you got that?"
you nod in certain ecstasy, keeping one hand wrapped around his wrist as he pleasures you, stretching and burning into your hole.
the scribe remains confident in wanting to embed his touch, all of it, on you— not only that but his scent too, he needs your body to pick it up until his aura webs all over your most delicate spots naturally, nothing comparing to the feeling of fullness he gives you.
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yuutx · 2 days
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ೀ ׅ ۫ . 𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐄 𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐄, 𝐏𝐀𝐏𝐀, 𝐏𝐋𝐀𝐍𝐓 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐒𝐄𝐄𝐃 . . (𝑀𝒰𝐿𝒯𝐼𝒫𝐿𝐸 𝒞𝐻𝒜𝑅𝒜𝒞𝒯𝐸𝑅)
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multiple character x f!reader ノ 18+ content. ノ nsfw + unprotected sex ノ raw sex ノ breeding kink ノ mentions of pregnancy ノ possessiveness ノ creampie ノ hinting to previous orgasms ノ slight tit play ノ mdom + fsub ノ not proofread ! ໒꒰ྀི ง`0´ ꒱ྀིง
dis was literally an abandoned wip i was putting on hold,, originally meant 2 b a neuvillette fic bbuuuuttt i figured 2 jus make it a short multiple character! drabble instead since i was gettin supa frustrated with finishing it, but also didnt wanna jus throw m' work away,, eek . art credits go to @/sso_s__ on twitter ♡ + ↻ are rlly appreciated ! !
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You cushioned his face with your breasts, your hand cupping his chin as he panted and moaned into your soft, pliant flesh. He was a mess, a whimpering, whining mess, his face buried in the valley of your breasts as his hips thrust into the welcoming, warm heat of your cunt. You could feel the way his hips trembled, his cock driving into you, the length of him stretching you out, the thickness of him filling you up. Your belly was already swollen with his seed, the way he'd filled you up, the proof of your coupling, of his claiming, visible.
You let out a breathy moan, the way his cock was dragging along your walls sending a shiver of pleasure down your spine. The heat of his tongue was delicious as he sucked and kissed at the sensitive flesh of your breast, his hips snapping forward as he fucked into you. Your pussy was absolutely dripping, the sounds of his cock thrusting in and out of your pussy filling the air, the obscene squelch of his cock in your pussy making him groan.
He was so, so close, the knot in his belly winding tighter and tighter, the promise of his climax just within reach. His hand came to rest against your lower stomach, and his palm pressed into the slight swell, a whine escaping him as he imagined how you'd look, carrying his children. Your womb was full, his seed ensuring that you'd conceive, and the thought of it was almost enough to send him tumbling over the edge. You were absolutely wrecked, a mess, the way his cock was thrusting into you had your head spinning, your legs trembling with the effort of keeping them wrapped around his waist.
Your hand threaded into his hair, pulling his head away from where it was buried between your tits, your lips crashing into his. Your kisses were messy and heated, filthy, the slide of your tongues together causing your already aching cunt to throb with further need. The punishing pace of his hips faltering, the way his pace slowed to a leisurely roll had you whimpering.
"P-pll-lease!" You gasped, a plea tumbling from your lips as you felt yourself growing closer and closer to your own peak. You were so close, the tightness in your belly nearly unbearable, the sensation driving you wild. You needed to cum, needed the relief of your release, and you tightened your grip in his hair, the way he was rutting into you drawing a choked cry from your throat.
He could feel himself nearing the edge, his hips picking up the pace, his thrusts growing erratic. He was chasing his high, desperate to cum, the way you were moaning and gasping spurring him on. A drenching heat coated his cock, and his cock twitched, the tight, fluttering heat of your cunt threatening to push him over the edge. Your body was aflame, your climax imminent, the way he was pounding into you driving you wild. The knot in your belly unwound, a strangled scream tearing its way out of your throat, and your cunt pulsed around him, your orgasm overwhelming.
He fucked you through your orgasm, his hips stuttering, and his cock twitched, a guttural growl sounding from him as he finally reached his peak. A wave of hot, white heat washed over him, and he buried himself to the hilt inside you, his sweet, gooey goodness splashing inside you. A shuddering inhale fell from your lips, your eyes screwed shut as he emptied himself deep within your hole. Your hips canted up to meet his, your pussy milking his cock for all he was worth, your head thrown back against the pillow.
You lay there, chests heaving as you struggled to catch your breath, your bodies covered in a sheen of sweat. He was still buried within you, the warmth of him inside you causing a pleased sigh to escape your lips. Your thighs trembled as you came down from your high, the way his arms had wrapped around you making you feel safe. His cock softened inside you, the heat of his cum leaking out around his cock and pooling on the bed, the sheets soiled with the remnants of your coupling. But, even then, he didn't pull out, didn't leave your warmth, instead burying his face in the crook of your neck and sighing, content. His hand came to rest against your lower stomach, his palm pressed into the slight swell, a possessive growl sounding from him. You were his, and soon, everyone would know.
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✦ You surprise them with terms of endearment in their language
(Or, pretending that Teyvat uses certain languages based on the regions.) 
Pierro, Capitano, Dottore, Scaramouche, Pantalone, Childe 
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✧ You don’t remember what prompted you to emit this word specifically, however, its occurrence was as natural as the auroras in the Snezhayan sky. During a typical day, when you were casually conversing with Pierro, you just replied with:
“Of course, just be careful, mel.” (honey)
It was out before you could register it, and you hoped he didn’t catch on. But it's known that nothing passes by the Jester unnoticed. Pierro’s gaze was uncharacteristically stunned, yet it softened the moment he turned to you. 
“It’s been… centuries since you called me that.” 
You averted your gaze away in shame, muttering a small apology. But the Director stepped closer to you, his gloved fingers brushing underneath your chin to look you tenderly in the eyes. 
“No, no. I do not seek an apology. You often called me melimelum (honey apple) during our days of guilelessness. Go on. Utter these words for me once more. I must know whether you remember them as much as I do.” 
Meeting his gaze, you stammered upon your words but managed to convey “mi mel” (my honey) for him again despite your coy disposition. The Jester smiled as if an eon-long frost had been melted off his heart. Thus, he leaned closer to relish your lips in his, whispering.  
“That’s more like it, corculum (sweetheart). These words are always sweeter when uttered by your lips.” 
✧ It is no one's surprise that you and Capitano participate in convivial challenges. Who else would match the harbinger’s fierce ambition for competition if it weren't for you, his partner? From duels, training, and games, to even… endearing nicknames. Yes, just loudly calling each other cute nicknames until the other gives up, in the privacy of your own home. 
“You may be the strongest man in Tevyat, Capitano, but!” - you loudly proclaimed “I can still defeat you in a battle of wits.” 
“Your words bring forth a challenge that I seek, my beloved. If you dare to challenge me, know that I will not back down.” 
“Hmph!” - you crossed your arms, a triumphant smile already gracing your features. “My dear, sweet Captain. Don’t be so sure of yourself. It’s clear that I love you more.” 
“Absurd,” - Capitano clenched his fists, his resolve is unshaken. “My love for you brings mountains to dust and the seas to dry. It is clear that I love you more.” 
“Tsk, tsk. I can still express my love in a far wider range, geliebter (loved one).” - There it was. Your special attack as you spoke confidently back. “ You better not underestimate me.” 
The Captain froze, his stance now rigid. Even through his pitch-black helmet, you could see you seized him off-guard. A word he has not heard in centuries, even more so, you put in the effort to pronounce it correctly. The Harbinger stepped closer, his sharp fingers gently cupping your cheeks.
“My dear, cherished, loved engelchen (little angel). Where did you learn that from? Such sweet words will not be tolerated. I shall memorize the entire dictionary to out-win you in this battle of precious monikers.” 
“Oh yeah? We’ll see, herzblatt (sweetheart), because I did my research! So I win!” - you mumbled proudly, even when Capitano kept squishing your face by squeezing your cheeks lovingly. 
Your little ‘warfare’ was left at that, and you didn’t think much of it afterward. A successful conquest; or so you credulously thought. Little did you expect, that in a couple of days, Capitano would burst into the room, a thick book in his hand labeled ‘Dictionary & Encyclopedia of Teyvat's Ancient Languages’.
“My dear, you won’t believe this! I have found a compelling addition to what I must call you, notlazohtlé." (my precious thing)
“U-um, Capitano. You didn't actually spend days trying to memorize a whole… dictionary, did you?”
“Nonsense. A warrior never backs down from a challenge. Especially one bestowed upon him by his yōltzin.” (lover)
✧ When Il Dottore heard you speak, he had to ensure the grip on his book was firm. He swore he almost dropped it but made sure to conceal it, as his back was facing you while he stood in front of bookshelves. 
“What did you just say?”
“Habibi” - you retorted simply. “Or, do you prefer azizam?” (my dear)
There was a prolonged silence coming from the Doctor. The sound of this native tongue brought a conflicting range of abrupt disgust and wistful familiarity. Yet Dottore clenched his jaw; there wasn’t an ounce of humor in his voice, and he would much rather go on pretending he hadn’t heard you say those words. 
"What are those harebrained names you are calling me? Has your time in Sumeru made you so asinine?"
You were not surprised he reacted this way. Nonetheless, It was futile to hide your solemn disappointment, so you sighed - "Never mind..." 
The book he had been flicking through was gradually set aside. Although you couldn’t read his expression, he remained eerily still. 
"Say it again." 
"Hm?" 
"I said,” - Il Dottore suddenly turned, stepping closer to firmly set his hands on the table, looming over you. “Say it again." 
Oh no, you thought. “I said habibi. Like people in the Sumeru desert region often say… But I thought you’d loathe it so maybe aziz-” 
Your words were cut off, as the Harbinger cupped your jawline and made sure to silence your doubts with his own lips. The sudden kiss was as sweet and warm as honey, and as ardent and fiery as the blazing deserts of Sumeru. 
“I was not being serious.” - He explained after leaning away, even if his scoff came out stilted. He didn’t mean to be rude, instead, he was impressed you went your way to learn these expressions. His hold on your jaw abates in an instance “Call me whatever you want.
You blink - “Well, you studied like… twenty languages since you were a student. So I wanted to gauge your reaction. What about ‘my heart’? was it kalbi, or…?” 
“...Ya balsam qalbi (O balm of my heart), you just called me a dog.”
The Doctor couldn’t help but laugh at your antic. Your sweet attempts at endearment were beyond him, especially when you fumbled on pronunciation. Thus, he settled with teasing you, locking his lips back with yours. You could feel his love wash over you like the gentle breeze blowing across the sand; carrying away any lingering worries and leaving you with the joy of being with him.
✧ Scaramouche abhors seeing couples being all mushy and sweet in public. Lovers giggling when embracing under the shade? Ugh. Calling each other cute nicknames as they walk? Disgusting. Stealing discreet kisses while no one is looking? Nauseating! 
His reaction is nothing new for you, as he frequently crossed his arms in annoyance. Particularly after a nearby married couple passed by the two of you, one of them saying “Anata, don't forget to buy some sugar and flour on our way home.” - Just people going on with their lives. What you didn't expect was how the Puppeteer would latch to your arm and accuse you:
“Why are you not calling me that!?” 
You blinked in bewilderment - “...what?” 
Scaramouche huffed, his expression sour - “You know what! Dropping the semi-formalities and using Anata (dear). Don't make me repeat myself.” 
“But that's how married couples refer to each other.”
“So?” 
Silence. The two of you awkwardly stood still, frozen. And then it clicked. “I can’t believe my ears… The 6th of The Fatui Harbinger,” 
“Wait, I take it back –” 
“Is asking me,” 
“Don’t. Don’t you da–” 
“To use anata, like a precious spouse would do to their loved one! Aaa!” - you gushed and beamed, your tone countering Scaramouche’s flustered groans, while he tugged at his hat to conceal his furrowed eyebrows. “Should I welcome you home with a cute pink apron, telling you that dinner and a bath are ready, too? Or maybe, offer you something else… ” 
“You’re insufferable. I regret even bringing this up now.” 
“Fine, Fine. I'll stop." - you sighed after a hearty chuckle. “Sometimes, rigid formalities can appear as an insult too, you know. After all, what sort of sweetheart would I be if I didn’t consider your troubles."
You mused innocently at the mental image of using terms of endearment like a married couple. However, your imagination was interrupted as the Harbinger took it upon himself to grab your waist, pulling you flush against him.
"Did I tell you to stop? If we're going to pretend to be a cute, married couple - then do so properly. Besides, what was that part about offering something else when greeting me back home?” 
✧ When you prepare little surprises for your beloved Pantalone, you often come up to him with contagious excitement, eager to show what nick-nacks and artifacts you brought along. This time, you recently returned from an expedition in Liyue, and as always your affluent partner greeted you with honeyed enthusiasm, embracing you tightly as you spoke of your adventures.
“Pantalone, Pantalone!” - You exclaimed gleefully “I learned something new while I was staying in Liyue Harbour!” 
“Oh? And do tell, sweetheart, what is it that caught your curiosity this time?” - Pantalone spoke elegantly, helping you undress from your adventuring garbs. 
“I was familiarizing myself with certain literary texts and it led me down a rabbit hole of traditional phrases common in Liyue… And I figured out how to call you precious! Bǎobǎo!” (baby) 
Pantalone’s eyes shot wide open with renowned zeal. He grinned and clasped his hands, “Oh, my treasure! How adorable of you! And did you go all the way out just to learn this for me? Let me hear you say it again.”
“Bǎobǎo! It suits you! Or maybe you prefer xīn'gān?” (heart and soul)
Pantalone was ecstatic, his smile further widening - “My, my, you certainly worked on your pronunciation. Your stay in Liyue paid off then, because dear, you are making me swoon with your adorable surprises. Pray tell, what other phrases did you learn?” 
“Well, I was told that lǎogōng (hubby) is good.”
“Mhm, yes, yes.” - Pantalone nodded.
“Also huài bāo,” (naughty)
“O-oh?”
“And wǒ yào nǐ,” (I want you)
“O-.... oh,”
“And also shǐjìn yīdiǎn (go harder), but I was told this one is a little bit intense.”
The Regrator became motionless. You gazed at him with such pure naïveté, so oblivious that your charming perception didn't grasp the weight of these foreign words. He placed his hands on your shoulders firmly and inquired seriously:  
“My sweetheart. Who, exactly, taught you all this?”
“Well, so. There was this lady who had a small perfumery shop by Chihu Rock. I think her name was Ying'er.” - you pondered but smiled “She was a nice lady, she taught me all these phrases, and said they would work like a charm!”
Pantalone had to exert all his mental strength to avoid fainting or exploding. He is unsure of what exactly, but one more word from you and he'd drop to his knees with a ring for you. Rather than translating your earlier words, the Harbinger lets out a shaky sigh and focuses on controlling his hitched breathing.
“Oh, Shǎguā (silly). If you were unsure of the words' meanings, you could have just asked me and I would have demonstrated. Personally.”
✧ It was another day at Tartaglia’s family home in Snezhnaya. You visit him often and his family has long since welcomed you as part of their household. Especially the siblings, as Teucer and Tonia always welcome you with tight embraces whenever you arrive. 
When you found your beloved Childe in the kitchen, he innately greeted you with a kiss on the cheek, asking: “You’re right on time, sweetpea. We’re planning on making homemade meat dumplings. Maybe some borscht as a side dish too. Is that okay with you?” 
To which you simply nodded, already moving to help - “Of course, milyy (sweet). Do you need me to start with the bullion?” 
The Harbinger stopped. He never heard you use native terms, but when he registered your words, his head quickly snapped toward you in astonishment.
“Do my ears deceive me?! Did you just call me…!” 
Aha, so you got him. You tried to hide your giddiness, a faint grin threatening to appear - “Well, I just tried to use something new. You love nicknames, right? So perhaps…” 
“Say it again!” - The man practically leaped at you, his eyes now glowing with elation as he hyped you up to reveal your cards. 
“Okay, okay big guy, just take it easy. I just said milyy (sweet). Maybe you’d like it if I said… lyubimyy (darling)?”
Tartaglia gasps as your sweet words hit his ears, but then a wide grin spreads across his face. “Oh, is this a challenge? If so, fight me! I will shower you with more love for each sweet word coming out of your mouth. But I warn you, you'll have to use them a lot more often from now on.” 
He kisses your cheeks again, this time with even more passion and fervor while he cupped your cheeks. His lips felt like waves crashing against the shore, and each one left an invisible imprint of love and adoration on your soul. As you chuckle at his affectionate antics, small hushed voices interrupt you two. 
Teucer and his sister Tonia were peeking behind the kitchen door, giggling as they eavesdropped on you two. However, when Tartaglia caught their gazes, the rascals scurried away giggling.
“Hey! Quite sneaking in! Did your parents not teach you to give adults some privacy?” 
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Latin: melimelum (honey-apple), mel (honey), corculum (sweetheart) German: geliebter (Loved one), herzblatt (sweetheart), engelchen (little angel) Nahuatl (Aztec): notlazohtlé (my darling/precious thing), yōltzin (lover) Persian: azizam (my dear) Arabic: habibi (my dear), Ya balsam qalbi (O balm of my heart), qalbi (my heart), kalbi (my dog, lmao)  Japanese: Anata (informal you, dear for couples)  Mandarin: Bǎobǎo (baby), lǎogōng (hubby), huài bāo (naughty), wǒ yào nǐ,” (I want you), shǐjìn yīdiǎn (go harder), Shǎguā (silly melon) Russian: milyy (sweet), lyubimyy (darling)
*While I speak Arabic, and Russian and know a little bit of Japanese; If you have some additional info on the linguistic part, or speculation or spot some inaccuracies - please, please, please 🙏 kindly share them with me! I am open to fixing any mistakes. Or if you just have headcanons and love projecting certain languages onto these characters like I do - share them with me! 
Thank you 
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toruslvt · 3 days
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⋆ DEGRADATION KINK
ft. Scaramouche, Childe, Pantalone
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𓂃 ࣪˖ ִֶָ𐀔 cw. f!reader, doggy 4 all of them. dacryphilia, hair pulling ( sc. ), praising + degradation ( ch. )
request from @lilitt
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Scaramouche loves it when you cry, when your soft, cute eyes water slightly under the mean tone in his words. only spurs him into being meaner. “filthy slut” he groans in your neck, keeping your legs spread, back arched and your soaked, spread pussy right where he wants. one of his hands keep your hips bent while the other tangles in your hair, pulling roughly, “always so desperate for cock, like a stupid whore” how could he blame you when he fucks you so nice and deep, touching every inch of your sweet pussy, “you love it when I fuck you like this, huh? when I use your drenched hole to masturbate... fuck, so tight and warm”
“that’s what you are, nothing more than a hole” his words are evil, accentuating each one with a sharp smack of his hips on your ass.
“can’t speak, bitch? are you fucked stupid already?” and you wish to retort, to fight back his accusations but the only thing that comes out of your puffy, bitten lips is a mewl, high pitched and so fuckin’ pretty that urges Scaramouche into plunging you deeper, faster, dragging tears out of your eyes just like his cock drags your slick, making a mess that drips down your twitching thighs.
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although Childe tries, he really, really tries, there’s no helping him to stop the constant praises coming from his lips, you’re such a good girl for him, a tad desperate of course, but that doesn’t make him want you less.
“you’re so pretty, so needy, my precious slut” he murmurs, a hand gently placed on your lower belly, pushing you back into his hips, forcing you pretty cunt to suck him deeper each time, “you want more?” he asks in a mocking tone, keeping his rhythm slow but steady.
“ngh, yes...”
“begging like a cock hungry whore” Childe purrs, pressing his lips just below your earlobe, not giving into your pleading, but instead, maintaining the pace with his nails digging in your thighs, most likely blooming bruises underneath, “you’ll stay still and take what I give you... good girls know how to obey”
by this point you’re certain you’ve made a mess, wantonly whimpering and attempting to bounce on your lover’s cock, only to receive a slight pinch on your butt, “i told you to stay still, whore” he tsks, pushing your body forward and burying your face in the pillows, right before mercilessly using your pussy, if you don’t obey, he’ll show you the consequences.
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“the fatui’s slut” is the first thing Pantalone mutters as soon as his cock slides deep into your cunt, keeping your legs spread wide and bent over the expensive wood of his desk. his long, slender fingers keeping your asscheeks spread, lustfully observing the way your folds stretch around his girth, dripping so much slick that it stained your thighs, “and here I thought we were to be feared, but you... are so desperate for some cock, hm?” his voice is low, laced with mock.
slow but steadily he starts to pick up the pace, savoring the cute, pleading moans and the way your walls clench around his cock with each word off his mouth, “you don’t mind getting into the wolf’s mouth as long as your cunt is filled”
somehow his words only make you squirm, digging your nails on the wood below you for Pantalone to chuckle at the display, “perhaps i’ll let my fellow harbingers have their way with you too...” his words trail off, and you really wonder how he keeps talking while balls deep, although a sharp intake of air is what you hear from him as he bends over your naked body, his pristine shirt brushing your skin and his cock sliding an inch deeper “but... i’m a bit too possessive with my toys”
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loveflw · 2 days
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𝐖𝐇𝐄𝐍 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐘 𝐓𝐀𝐊𝐄 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐕-𝐂𝐀𝐑𝐃 !!
𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭 first time w the anemo boys - how are they during their first time , etc ?
𝐭𝐰 nsfw , MDNI , dom!reader for xiao , praise , degrading (?) , petnames , vanilla sex (?)
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𝐀𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 - 𝐊. 𝐊𝐚𝐳𝐮𝐡𝐚
He's such a sweetheart the whole time , making sure you're comfortable 'n' making sure you're comfortable , always checking in on you
"Ah~ love, y'feel so good. ." He whimpered, thrusting into you with a steady speed, holding onto your thighs "Ngh, y'okay there, love?" He asked, before planting a gentle kiss ontop of your temple, his thrusts continued at the same pace, as you both neared orgasm "Can I cum inside? Ngh- I hafta cum inside. . 'm begging-"
𝐒𝐇. 𝐇𝐞𝐢𝐳𝐨𝐮 - 𝐕𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐢
He is THE tease, he'll go easy on you since it's your first time, but after it he'll be teasing you about all the facial expressions 'n' stuff you made ESP since it was your first time.
"You're so tight, my darling~" He moaned shamelessly into your ear, you were laying with your tummy on the bed, while he was thrusting into you slowly but roughly. "It's almost like this cunt is begging me to stay. ."
𝐖𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐫
Wanderer as Scaramouche is used to degrading, so he'd try his best to be quiet during your first time as to not hurt you , he'd also be fairly gentle - and at some point he'd try to praise you like he knows you like but it was a little awkward.
Wanderer let out a grunt as his hips bucked into yours, your legs were over his shoulders and his hands were holding either side of your hips- his pace was at a steady rate , but still more than enough to make you moan his name "Your pussy is basically begging to be destroyed, your cunt is such a good girl, huh?"
𝐗𝐢𝐚𝐨
Xiao is SO inexperienced, he has never even once seen a woman naked - or even a man. He understands the concept, but not the feeling, how pleasurable it is, so when he sees how good it feels it's honestly insane to him.
You were ontop of Xiao, riding his large dick - which he didn't realize was so big. Xiao's hands were tightly gripping your hips. Every single time your thighs hit his, you got a whimper or a grunt from him. "Hngh- this feels.. go-od" Xiao's voice cracked.
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makizmilkshake · 3 days
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(🍍). PINEAPPLE SHAKE served !!
ෆ. wanderer x reader .
ෆ. NSFW warning : horny boy cumming just by watching uu <3
ෆ. bondage, cumming untouched
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"Shit, stop teasing," Wanderer groans as you rub his tip through his clothing. Not like he could do much about it with his wrists bound to the arms of a chair. "Why?" you look at him innocently, lips curved into a feigned naivety. "What're you gonna do?"
He grits his teeth. "When I get my hands on you, I-" it's cut off with a gasp as your hand slip into his underwear, fingers finding their way around his drooling cock.
He almost whimpers at the sight of you biting your lower lip with a teasing smile.
You pull back your hand, leaving him craving your touch. "You're so hard," you laugh nonchalantly, watching as his face goes a shade redder.
You lick your lips with a grin, studying the precum that had stained your fingers and taking a taste, all while having your eyes locked on Wanderer's expression.
His thighs tremble as he watches you slowly, slowly, remove your underwear, reaching down to touch yourself.
"Wanderer," you moan, mainly exaggerating it to see his expression.
"Stop," he says hoarsely, pulling his wrists, trying to free himself of his restraints. "Stop, stop, stopstopstop," he's whining.
The torture drags on as you continuously mewl his name. There's tears forming in your eyes, you're biting your lower lip, your thighs are spread out— if he could just free himself of the ropes that bound him, he would grab a fistful of your hair and thrust you down on his cock, listening to you beg for forgiveness. He wanted so bad to watch your belly bulge with his hot cum at that moment, to hear you scream his name like a mantra. He wanted to fuck you until you learned your lesson, until you couldn't speak, until your whole body gave out.
But for now, he groans as sticky cum stains his clothing.
"You just came untouched," you say with a mocking shocked tone.
"Shut the fuck up," he seethes, panting.
You giggle. "But you're still hard, aren't you?"
You get on top of him, lowering yourself down on his cock. "Wait-" he whimpers, "N-no-"
"You tired?" you tease. "We've only just begun."
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quimichi · 1 day
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↳ ❝ [RANDOM CHATS] ¡! ❞
↳ Chat: Pt.1, Pt.2, Pt.3
characters: Aether, Albedo, Al-haitham, Ayato, Baizhu, Capitano Childe, Cyno, Dainsleif and Diluc x F!Reader
My KO-FI
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angelsrcute · 2 days
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⌗ SOMEBODY'S WATCHING ME. 𐙚˙⋆.˚
(´∀`*)ε` ) ౨ৎ N–sfw content !! ; Dom!Vampire!Xiao + Sub!Yan!Fem!Reader ➜ cws: stalking, yandere themes, unprotected sex, biting, creampie, Pervert!Xiao, panty stealing, tit play. ᡴꪫ‎
꒰ † ੭ — For the event!
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Vampire!Xiao who follows you everywhere, it's surprising you haven't noticed yet. At this point he has remembered your whole schedule, from what you eat to when you sleep.
Vampire!Xiao who thinks you look so peaceful and pretty while sleeping, leaning down to kiss your forehead and then disappearing into the night. He's just protecting you, he's totally not stalking you.
Vampire!Xiao who's a big loser, jerking off to your panties when you're not home, sometimes even pocketing them for later! Maybe he'll borrow some of your clothes too, he just loves your smell. <3
Vampire!Xiao who accidentally stumbles upon your shrine. He never knew you had a secret room, full of….his pictures? There were newspapers about him too.
Vampire!Xiao who swears he never felt your presence so how did you take pictures of him? He doesn't even notice that you came back. Standing in front of him, you definitely didn't expect that he would find out!
Vampire!Xiao who's currently bending you over a table in the same room, mocking you for being such a naughty girl! (He totally didn't act like a stupid pervert.)
Your sweet moans were a melody for him, hands gripping onto the table as he fucks your pussy. He bites your neck, sucking on the blood. Your blood was so sweet, just like you, his sweet girl. Tilting your head towards him as his tongue explores your mouth, making you taste your own blood. Fingers pinching and twisting your nipples, they were so sensitive! Pretty eyes all red from crying, legs barely holding you up, who knows how many times you came.
Vampire!Xiao who then visits you every night to fuck your brains out, you even get to be his personal blood bank, congratulations!! (or maybe not) :3
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sleepyqinfei · 3 days
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໒꒰ྀི 𝓫𝓾𝓽 𝓪𝓫𝓸𝓿𝓮 𝓪𝓵𝓵, 𝔂𝓸𝓾 ⋆⑅˚₊
wriothesley x gn!reader . sfw . established relationship ノ petnames [ baby + darling ] ノ ‘s just fluff ! ૮ ◜ᵕ◝ ྀིა ღ 0.5k wc
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“wrio?”
“yeah, baby?”
“if…” you look down abashedly, shuffling your feet.
“if?” your boyfriend urges.
“i— you’re gonna think it’s a silly question.”
“no such thing. c’mon baby, please tell me?”
and how could you ever say no to that soft tone of his? especially when you tentatively raise your head and meet your boyfriend’s adoring gaze.
you close your eyes and take a deep breath. “alright, fine. if you had to choose between me or the world, what— which would you choose? which one would you save?” your voice trails off and you decide you find the piece of tile wriothesley’s standing on quite captivating, suddenly unable to meet his eyes. you watch his boots move forward until the toes of your shoes are nearly touching.
“darling, look at me.”
he knows your tells well, that boy.
wriothesley huffs out a soft breath, tinged with amusement, and raises a hand to cup your cheek. the warmth of his rough hand against your skin grounds you and you let yourself lean into him, let him tilt your head up, let your eyes find their home in his. a smile plays at the corner of his mouth.
“i’d save you,” he murmurs, “of course i would.”
his thumb smooths over the lift of your cheek, other hand reaching out to hold yours.
“perhaps it’s selfish of me to neglect the world, especially when i’m charged with protecting the part of it here in the fortress, but i can’t find it in myself to care.”
he brings your hand to his chest, resting his hand atop yours over his heart. your fingers curl ever so slightly into the fabric of his vest, and though you can’t quite feel his heartbeat through his clothing, you’ve spent enough nights cuddled into his chest to have memorized the rhythm of his heart.
“because i value you above anything and everything else in the world. because the world doesn’t exist without you lighting it up. or— it does, but nothing has any meaning. not to me, at least.”
your heart beats in time with his.
“as long as i’m with you, i can face anything. as long as you’re with me, i know i’ll be just fine. whatever disaster befalls the world, i think everything would be okay if i just had you in my arms.”
there’s more he wants to say but the words get stuck in his throat, make his tongue feel like sandpaper in his mouth. he swallows harshly. he can’t bring himself to voice those thoughts just yet, but he hopes the kiss he presses to your forehead manages to convey a modicum of those feelings.
you hold the world in your palms. everything i’ve been looking for i find in you — all the comfort i’ve ever wanted and all the comfort i never knew i needed. being with you is like coming home. i couldn’t bear a life without you by my side, helping me through it all; i feel myself coming apart at the seams just thinking about it.
he rests his forehead against yours, gaze so tender your heart aches.
“you see? you are my world.”
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aestherin · 16 hours
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KEEP MY HEART
goal 23: are you cold?
note: sorry for the updates taking sooo long HAHZHA college is annoying >:(
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KEEP MY HEART — scara x reader smau
previous . masterlist . next
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SUMMARY — you find plenty of guys around you attractive, but there is only one you’re willing to make the first move on: the guy you first saw during your older brother’s soccer game. spoiler: he's a player from your rival university.
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melodic-haze · 2 days
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... Arlecchino with a reader taller than her? Would that change anything? I'm so curious 😇
☆ — DEMO TRACK: sub!Arlecchino x dom!Reader
☆ — TYPE: NSFW
☆ — CONTENT WARNINGS: Reader has a cock/strap referred to as such
☆ — NOTES: Can I say I tried to make this sfw first and then failed when I realised the potential
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This is so fucking funny to me bc when you think ab it Arlecchino's acc REALLY fucking short without heels compared to her height ON heels
Don't laugh at her face ab it though unless you want death 🤷‍♀️
I'm like 5'5 I wish I was tall enough for Arle to have to look up at me :/
In all seriousness though I do think that she uses heels both as a weapon with those fuckass blades, but also as a way to seem taller and more intimidating—the cold, unfeeling Father that she wanted to present herself as, completely untouchable
When you're taller than her though?? God, without heels it gets her feeling things she hadn't thought she'd ever feel, let alone being taller than her WHILE she has heels on 🫶
She actually feels powerless, a feeling that is usually most unpleasant, and yet.......she actually finds herself liking the height difference as she looks up at you to actually look you in the eye
It'd wake up the undiscovered size kink she didn't even KNOW she had bc nobody else reaally made her feel sooo I mean yes ❗️ Something very much changes in her ☺️☺️☺️☺️
"Ah.. mn..!"
Long nails, practically talons at this point, threatened to break your skin as you pounded her insides relentlessly. Arlecchino was always such a good girl for you, taking whatever you gave her without a single complaint.
You couldn't help but deem yourself lucky, to witness such a docile, subservient side to her, considering the ever-so-stoic persona she dons. Not as if it stopped with you simply witnessing her majesty, no—you were the entire reason why she was pliant like this, a powerful figure practically turning herself into an obedient ragdoll for you to use for your own satisfaction.
Not as if you were selfish though. No, if anything, from the way she had often looked at you and the fact that she would much rather let her own actions speak in her stead, she enjoyed being used like this.
..Enjoyed it a little too much, actually.
There were times when you've seen her look up at you woth a dazed look in her eyes—the crimson crosses often scanned you up and down before looking away with a tint in her cheeks. Of course, it had confused you to no end; was there something she saw?
You only figured it out when she had decided to idly comment on your height one time when you had helped her with taking a book from the uppermost shelves, her heels gone in favour for comfort within the safety of your own home.
"You.. are rather tall," that's all she said, the same coat of rare pink on her cheeks before staring at you—at your hands—before shaking her head and walking away swiftly.
...
Actually, this might be the best time to test your hypothesis.
You sat up, putting your pace into an abrupt stop, as you placed your hands on the curve of her ass and kept her close.
As knee-deep in pleasure as she was, one could never take away the sudden instinct of alert observation, "Is.. mm.. Is there something wrong, my beloved?"
You shook her head, "No, no, just.. brace yourself."
"Why would-- ..!"
Her breath hitched as you lifted her into the air, her hands crossed onto your shoulders as she held onto you in shock. Not as if you gave her room for a reaction, anyway, since you had easily slammed back into her the next second.
The new upward angle paired with the closeness between the two of you had her practically seeing stars as you hit spots that she hadn't realised existed within her. Every time your cock plunged inside her pussy, the tip hit the deepest spots—ones you had only grazed when you really went rough with the Harbinger.
Not to mention her feet weren't touching the floor.
You had lifted her up, and with the height difference between you two, she was exactly she couldn't allow herself to be.
Powerless.
Considering the way she rolled her eyes with a groan before putting her head on your shoulder and biting your skin as you pounded her into the air, she actually fucking enjoyed it.
She'll have to assess.. everything later, but for now she didn't care. Not when you're having your way with her.
Moment you have her up in the air is the moment her mind goes I fear
Like you mean to tell her that she's?? Up in the air without her fucking power??? Because you're tall enough for you to just. Lift her up?????? Her feet aren't touching the ground and the realisation has her juices GUSHING out ohhhhmy god
Not just the fact that she feels so powerless with you, but the way that her feeling small in your arms = her feeling safe as well???? Like you're her barrier from the world that's done her wrong time and time again, the world that's taken the most important things—people—away from her. Being fucked like this in your arms helps her forget all those for a while and feel safe and small, like she's the one being taken care of this time instead of the other way around
She wouldn't be asking you to do this again though, mind you..........but she does look at you and sizes you up and really that's all you need as a notice of what she wants 🤷‍♀️🤷‍♀️🤷‍♀️
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starless-nightz · 1 day
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Lioness! reader who is very tall and muscular, because of it she is often used as a jungle gym by the children.
Lioness! reader whos the one who trains the children at the House of the Hearth, she teaches them how to hunt and how to protect themselves.
Lioness! reader who is very protective of the children, she is practically their mother, and she would never let anything happen to them.
Lioness! reader who is a loving mother, but when angry the children are more scared of her then Arlecchino, which Arlecchino agrees with.
Lioness! reader who sometimes turns into her lion form and lets the children ride and pet her, but she isnt afraid to warn them what they shouldn't do with her sharp teeth.
Lioness! reader who picks up the children by the scruff of their shirts with one of her hands with ease.
Lioness! reader who has long, fluffy hair that is similar to a mane, and she lets the children style it and braid it.
Lioness! reader who teaches the children how to roar, tho only she is able to roar correctly.
Arlecchino and lioness! readers child, like all lion cubs, is born with a spots on their body, a bit darker then the babys skin tone, but as the baby grows the spots fade.
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Arlecchino: This is my wife [Name], from now you adress her as mother.
Lioness! reader: [standing straight with a netrual expression]
Children: ....
Children: fluffy ears and tail....
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Arlecchino: NO PUT THEM DOWN.
Lioness! reader looking confused as she holds a child by the scruff of their shirt, the child giggling.
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Child #1: Who do you think is scarier, Mother ir Father?
Child #2: Of course its Father-
[Angry lioness! reader walking by]
Child #2: I stand corrected....
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Little! Lyney: Mother, why does the baby have spots?
Lioness! reader: All cubs are born with spots, they will eventually fade away.
Little! Lynette: .....
Little! Lynette: The baby looks cuter with spots...
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megistusdiary · 1 day
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🍓 𝘴𝘪𝘻𝘦 𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘬 + 𝘣𝘦𝘪𝘥𝘰𝘶 🍓
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dom!beidou x sub!fem reader
warnings: smut (mdni), wlw content, strap usage, size kink, inexperienced reader, implied foreplay/prep
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the captain's quarters. often found empty considering her busy work as a captain, though tonight, they find themselves occupied in a rather interesting fashion.
beidou wraps her calloused hand around the base of her thick strap, a lustful look in her exposed eye as she tilts her chin towards you.
"c'mere, sweetheart." she beckons you closer, watching you crawl across the bed to her.
you looked so cute, dolled up in a pretty little white lace lingerie set. so adorable, like you're a new toy, gift wrapped just for her to open up and use to her heart's content.
she coats the material in a slick substance you're not quite familiar with, but you don't question it when she pulls you into her lap, situated so the strap sits menacingly in front of you while her hand wraps around your waist.
her other hand cups your jaw, tilting your head back to look up at her. "think you can take it?" she asks and you glance back at it.
"it looks... big."
she barks out a little laughter, hand squeezing your waist. "you're adorable. of course, it's big. i like seeing pretty little things like you struggle to take it all."
your lips open, obviously shy from her words, and she leans in to kiss you, tongue sliding over yours. it's messy, and you try to match her movements clumsily, but she can feel your desperation to earn her praise. she can tell you so badly want her to say you're doing well.
she pulls away, hearing you breathing shallowly in her ear. "besides, i stretched you out real good earlier with my fingers, yeah?" she coos at your embarrassment when you nod. "see? nothing to worry about."
she lifts your hips, eagerly sliding your panties aside and positioning you over the tip of her strap while you nervously clutch onto her shoulders. "beidou... it...mmm." you begin to mumble softly.
you're hesitant, she knows that. but it's only a matter of time before she'll have you singing on her strap, just as you were with her fingers stuffed in you.
"i'll go slow, sweetheart. don't worry." her grip is iron-tight on your hips as she eases you down slowly, and you grab feebly onto her biceps. she can feel the resistance, rubbing circles into your hips as she pushes more in before you whine at her.
"full." you mewl and she tuts.
"full? you can't be! you've only got half of me inside, baby." she sounds soft, but her voice is ridden with lust for you. "breathe." she reminds you, helping you sink all the way down, inhaling sharply with all your pathetic little whimpers and sniffles.
once you've taken all of her, she finally gives you that praise she knows you've been aching for.
"good girl." she kisses the side of your head, soothing you gently while you try to get accustomed to the feeling of being completely full. "such a good girl for me, huh?"
she slowly, shallowly fucks you, letting you adjust before your own hips begin to grind down into her, a shy rhythm she finds so cute.
she starts bouncing you on her cock, feeling you bury your head into your shoulder, though she's quick to snake a hand into your hair, tugging you back up. "focus on me, sweetheart." she orders.
she urges you to ride her, even with shaky legs and an uneven tempo. you do your best, holding onto her with shaky hands while her own hands eagerly go to the clasp of your bra.
the moment she gets it off, she flings it away, exposing your chest for her. she leans in, laving her tongue over your pert nipples, kissing each one, leaving little marks across your chest while you ride her, panting from exertion until she finally helps you.
her hands grip your hips, slamming you onto her strap as your head falls back, hands sliding down her arms as you let her use your body. "pretty little slut, ain't ya?" she grins, grinding her hips up to seek your g-spot out.
your body bounces with each thrust, feeling so small in her lap while she treats you like her stress reliever. when she finally finds it, your entire body twitches, face scrunching up and she laughs, excitedly abusing the spot until she brings you right up to the edge, only to suddenly stop.
your head falls forward, eyes teary. "keep going!"
"beg me, baby. beg me to let you cum on my cock." she holds you completely still, her strength overpowering you, forcing you to beg her first.
"please... please..."
"say what i wanna hear, and maybe i'll consider it."
"please let me... cum on your cock..." you sniffle, looking up with wide eyes that she just can't say no to.
"that's it, that's a good girl." she praises, fucking you once more, feeling your body jolt in her lap. you were so cute... like a little angel, all for her to corrupt and ruin on her cock. "cum for me." she mutters into your ear, feeling you squeeze around her, keeping her trapped where she is.
you moan so prettily for her. you sound so soft, so sweet as your noises spill from your lips uncontrollably, just like the slick from your cunt.
she shallowly fucks you the best she can, one of her hands sliding to the back of your throat to keep you looking at her. it slides to your chin instead, swiping over your lip, then your cheekbone as you recover.
"how was that?" she asks, grinning at your shaky body, still fully seated on her strap.
"so good-" you whimper, prompting her to kiss you once more, this time, a much more soft and tender moment as you rest against her.
when she pulls away, she smooths a hand down your back. "just take a minute. i've got a few more positions we gotta try next." she grins wickedly at your soft little whine.
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zhongrin · 16 hours
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© zhongrin | 2024 ✼  [✘] no repost・translations・plagiarism of any kind・ai data mining. [✓] rebloggers get a free cup of tea ♡
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cw. minors dni, cult!au(?), gn!pronouns (priest/ess), gn-bodied!reader, religious/cult-ish behavior, yandere
i have no words except i'm ovulating so this is perfectly justified ok? ok. ty
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imagining being zhongli's little devoted priest/ess. he's so endeared by this little, loyal pup, he decides to give you prophecies and 'blessings' regularly so you and your little village can flourish...
problem is, whenever he delivers those prophecies, he always descends and rails you hard, whispering the words of wisdom into your ears only as you cum all over his cocks, delirious and most definitely not in the state of mind to listen. oh, but don't worry, he'll gladly repeat it for you... on your next climax, that is. after all, you have yet to manage to take both of him into your warm tightness. and he would never pass on the opportunity to bless his favorite follower, as many times as you could take before you fall limp in his hold with only his name leaving your lips, his insignia over your heart glowing with power and further cementing his influence over this mortal world.
everyone praises your devotion as you stay within the praying chamber for days on end. they joyfully cheer and prostrate with their heads onto the ground - the dominion of your go̶d - whenever you come out, because without fail, suddenly the harvest is bountiful and rain ends the long-lasting drought. they're ignorant to the sinful debauchery of your g̸̟̖̓̽od's rumbling groans as you faithfully take him into your mouth as he sits on his throne made of gilded amber, drool and cum running down your chin, teary eyes looking up at him, a lamb pleading for salvation and guidance.
and so the misleading shepherd guides you awry without you knowing; for as long as humans attain what they wish for, why would it matter if it was granted by a god or a demon?
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✼ ᴍᴇᴍʙᴇʀꜱʜɪᴘ (ᴛᴀɢʟɪꜱᴛ) ┈
@abyssmal-skies ! @hamdehlesmis ! @sunnshineflxwer ! @queen-belial ! @silentmoths
@dustofthedailylife ! @marina-and-the-memes ! @mixed-kester ! @lordbugs ! @anonymousficreader
@irethepotato ! @sassy-cat-in-town ! @syrenkitsune ! @smokipoki ! @cakeboxie
@crystalflygeo ! @ciexuvia ! @illaasya ! @celestewritestoomuch ! @pams-comfortzone
@spidermanluvr444 ! @ourstrawberryclouds ! @ryuryuryuyurboat ! @hrts4hanniehae ! @fiannee
@frosts-intuition ! @florapocalypses ! @genshin-impacts-me ! @scarasmood ! @hellcatinnc
@beloved-brynn ! @malachitemischief101 ! @average-yandere-enjoyer
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xiaours · 1 day
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DOUBTFUL FEELING
— His thoughts cave in on him, making it seem to him that you deserve someone better.
pairing. wanderer x gn!reader
cw. fluff/slight angst, established relationship, physical affection, doubting oneself, 'love you's
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Scara never felt genuine love. Always being weary of others and not having the heart to put trust in those who showed kindness. He never thought he’d be with someone. He had too much pride and ego for anyone to even handle him.
But he here you were. Lying with him on your comfortable couch. Stroking his head as he laid on your chest. He never felt anything like this before. You were so soothing and patient for him. During all his outbursts and snarky remarks, you still stuck with him.
“Have you done anything today, Scara?”
Your voice brought him back to reality from his headspace full of thoughts, bringing his attention to you.
“Hm?.. Nahida came by and checked up on me. But that’s all that really happened”
“That’s good.”
Silence came around you two once again. There was never an awkward silence between one another. With you, he always felt comfortable. Too comfortable for his liking, it always made him feel like he shouldn’t have done anything to deserve this in the first place.
“[name].”
“Yes, Scara?”
You looked down at him as you halted your hands from raking through the strands of his hair.
“Why did you choose me?”
Furrowing your eyebrows, you brought your hand down to his upper back, soothingly rubbing it.
“Why did I choose you.. Why do you ask?”
Scara audibly sighed, he continued to lay in the same spot. Not wanting to bring his gaze to your eyes. He hated feeling so vulnerable under someone’s watch. It gave him the feeling of weakness.
“I’m someone with a cruel, cold-hearted past. You are a helping soul, you bring light to people’s day. We’re two different people. It bubbles the thought that you could do so much better than me. You deserve better.”
You were taken aback, at a loss for words at what he had just muttered. “Scara..”
“I deserve you. We deserve each other. I’m not with you for some charity act. I’m with you because you’re you.
“I’m me?” Scaramouche had turned his head, now having the courage to look you in your eyes. Those loving eyes. “Elaborate.”
“Your personality. It may seem like you don’t care, but deep down, you do. You are a caring person, Scara. You do help others and you protect the people that are close to you.”
“I see..”
He laid back down on your chest, processing your words with that blank face of his. You knew he felt touched by your kind words.
“I do love you, Scaramouche. I love you for you and I am grateful I’m even the one here with you right now. Please, never doubt that I should be with someone else. I’m perfect with who I’m with right now.”
Hearing a hum, Scara exhaled. A slight relief washing over him. Never having heard these words before, his eyes couldn’t help but water to the overflow of affection. His mouth formed into a flat line.
You continued to rub his back. One of your hands on his back as you rested the other on his hair. Slightly resting your chin on his head, hugging him.
“Thank you, [name]. For enduring with me. You mean too much to me.”
“Mhm. I love you, Scara.”
“..I love you too.”
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