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Cant Stop Thinking Of Eren Fucking You And Staring At Your Bouncing Tits, Hes So In Love With You.

Can’t stop thinking of Eren fucking you and staring at your bouncing tits, he’s so in love with you.

“Your tits are perfect,” he mumbles.

You cup them, make them jiggle a little more with every needy, desperate thrust. Eren almost loses it right then and there. “Thanks, I know.”

“Cool. Just wanted to make sure.”

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2 years ago

Just an idea for Genshin cult au enthusiasts also spoilers to Enkanomiya:

-For starters let’s tackle the Creator. From the recent world quest and the new lore added with the new area. Supposedly long before Celestia came to be, Teyvat is ruled under one nation, one culture and what not. So just imagine that the ruler of this one unified nation is what is now known as the ‘Creator’.

-Then Celestia came and started colonizing Teyvat via waging war to its one nation and the Creator. The Creator died in the war and the nation was scattered/destroyed. Ever since then the Creator persistently tried to get back to Teyvat to reclaim it and unified it once more but Celestia keeps intervening resulting with many civilizations destroyed.

-How is it that the Creator keeps coming back when they died in the war? Because the Creator is The Creator. The original god of Teyvat, after the creation of Teyvat the Creator stayed and ruled over their people. No ones has ever tried to usurp the Creator so Celestia’s violent approach came as an unpleasant and devastating surprise. Even if the Creator is powerful they have absolutely no experience in fighting. But they are a God when they ‘died’ they simply sent their soul to another world to heal and gather back their strength.

-Why do they keep losing? They are too much of a pacifist. Ever since from the beginning they know nothing but peace. They never really dwell on the much more violent side of their power. They do however created the seven dragon lords sovereign to help them run the nation. They have about 80% of the Creator’s power and their sole purpose is to protect the people. Celestia used that against them and lost.

-Why did they lost when they are almost as powerful as the creator? They were too busy protecting the people because Celestia keeps bombarding them with attacks that could easily kill the weaker and frailer beings. Before they knew it, Celestia already slain the Creator. The dragon lords retreated when they felt the creator’s death. Cursing humanity and blaming them for the Creator’s death.

-The Creator made themselves reborn as a human to lay low. They have live countless lifetimes as a human and because of that they have gotten quite attach to their human lifestyle. When they came back to Teyvat, they took care of laying low and see what Celestia had done to their beloved world. In the process of that, they had created Khaenriah. Then Celestia destroyed that too and ever since the Creator never came back.

-What did Celestia do after the Creator’s first death? They erase all traces of the Creator by creating false fables and history or just outright destroying any traces of them. It is for the hope that it will lessen the power of the Creator believing that worship and belief is the one powering them but it is not the case. When Celestia came to this conclusion they opted to destroy whichever nation the Creator decided to hide in or nurture/build.

-Because ultimately the Creator is a creator, a farmer that plant seeds and nurture their field to grow. They are not a destroyer and never will be because it is not them. They do not govern over destruction but their creation do. Their creation have the capacity to destroy and fight back, they just needed time but Celestia will not allow them that. It is merely a bonus that this indiscriminate genocide made the Creator hesitant to come back.

-When they learn of Khaenriah and how close they are to waging war against Celestia or taking back Teyvat. They have grown wary. Celestia then decided to fight fire with fire. They let the little nation be and instead created the Archon War to hinder its development because surely the Creator wouldn’t let Teyvat suffer through this bloodshed. To Celestia’s displeasure, the tiny realm in which Khaenriah resided were sealed off from their eyes by Teyvat itself, making the gods of Celestia and the Creator ignorant of each other’s actions.

-A faux war created to smoke out the Creator from their lair turn into a real devastating one.

-Celestia and Teyvat were in a stand still with Celestia brewing more chaos and bloodshed and Teyvat enduring it all for the sake of its Creator. Celestia out of pure desperation to get to the Creator decided to open the ‘gates’ by that I mean they decided to make people believe and worship the Creator. Celestia hoped that the countless prayers of the people on Teyvat will coax the Creator out. Unknowing of the fact that the Creator is now human and thus doesn’t have the same capabilities of a god.

-The Creator now known as Eclipse, the first ruler and founder of Khaenriah, took great care of the nation. They make sure that they will never end up like the rest by giving them knowledge and wisdom and the determination to now bow to any god. The only one who knew of the full truth is their sole confidant, their first pupil, Gold. When the Creator perish due to their now human lifespan, Gold planned to conquer the above ground as a last gift for her mentor and parental figure. For her only God.

-When the war concluded and the seal that protected Khaenriah was torn down, both Teyvat and Celestia, depleted of power, have learn the truth of the Creator. Teyvat is content and happy that it finally protected its Creator, even though they still somewhat died. (at least this time they died happy) Teyvat went to a long hibernation to recover from its ‘fight’ with Celestia.

-Meanwhile Celestia felt cheated. Their nemesis and ‘rival’ decided to be human and for what?! Filled with rage and pettiness, they gave the Gnosis to the winners of the war with the intent to corrupt its bearer with a twisted sort of worship to the Creator and a last verdict ‘Kill anyone that dare wore their face’.

-Celestia is determine to show to the Creator that they aren’t human and will never be one. Once the Creator got that beaten up in their human form and finally go back to their godly glory, they will once again enact the olden days. Where they will baptized the lands with the crimson blood of the nation they nurture and their own golden ichor.

-First they have to deal with this one, “The pride of humanity”. Pathetic.


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2 years ago

—❝ 𝐤𝐞𝐞𝐩 𝐦𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐤𝐞𝐞𝐩 𝐦𝐞 𝐠𝐨𝐢𝐧𝐠 ❞

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✦ where they like to cum at

✦ feat. diluc, kaeya, ayato, albedo, childe

✦ warning: smut, 18+ content, minors do not interact

✦ disclaimer: afab!reader with no set pronouns, creampies (diluc), pussyjob (kaeya), temperature play (kaeya), nipple play (kaeya + ayato), implied cunnilingus (kaeya), implied cum eating (kaeya +childe), boobjob (ayato), cumshot (albedo + ayato), thigh job (albedo), blowjob (childe), fingering (childe), unedited

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Diluc can’t help but cum inside of you. It’s his favorite spot whenever. Feeling your legs pull him in deeper, girthy cock stretching you out and pounding in your deepest spots repeatedly—it’s an addictive feeling.

He wants to continue feeling your walls flutter down on his veiny cock, massaging your walls, tip poking and nudging on your clit. You can hear him grunting, lifting your leg up to try to get even deeper inside of you, curving himself up to hit the most delightful spot in your cunt. 

He couldn’t help lifting your head up, pressing his lips against yours tight as his eyebrows furrow. With his tip pressed against your cervix, he would come absolutely undone—his moans hidden away by his passionate kiss.

You can feel him twitching inside you as he empties out his heavy balls. As he lifts his lips up, moving to finally exit your warm cavern, his ruby eyes can’t help being completely enchanted by the thick river of white that's seeping from you.

Pressing his slightly chapped lips to your thigh, he can feel his cock springing back to life once more. 

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Kaeya is an absolute tease. As he’s sliding in and out of you, his finger is tightly pressed against your throbbing clit—rubbing tight circles along it. His lips drag along your neck, nibbling down another spot to hear those precious gasps he adores so much. You can feel him smiling, his fingers pulling at your pebbled nipples with frosty hands.

His breaths are getting hire and hire as he feels his stomach-churning desperate for a release after edging himself for so long. He pulled out hearing you whine out, rubbing the tip and length of his tanned cock along your puffy, dripping folds back and forth.

Hearing you gasp again as he made it cold, tapping part of it roughly against your clit was finally the tipping point. As he loudly croaked your name, a pool of his cum oozed from your folds making it an absolute mess.

As you whine and complain that you didn’t reach your high, Kaeya only laughs, pressing the flat of his tongue along your cum-stained pussy. Don’t worry, you’ll never have to fear about him being a selfish lover. He takes pride in having you tug on his hair, crying out his name for the umpteenth time.

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Ayato absolutely loves making your pretty chest dress up in his cum. The absolute smirk on his face as he commands you to play with your pretty pussy, watching your slick drip from your fingers and onto the floor, as he presses the mounds on your chest together along his cock thrusting up towards your chin. 

He couldn’t help biting his lip to prevent the moans wanting to escape seeing your lips tremble, eyes gazing down wondering when he would finally cum. You could feel his balls slapping against your abdomen with every thrust, with his fingers something brushing down to play with your stiff nipples. 

As he finally unravels, laughter mixed with his moans, watching his translucent cum spurt out along your chest, some of it managing to escape all the way up to your neck. He only slapped down on the moans causing you to gasp before lifting your head up with his fingers. 

You truly know how to entertain the head of the clan. Now it was only fair you had some fun too, right?

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Albedo's favorite place to cum is actually your thighs. Whenever he managed to turn you to the side, he would somehow slip out of your needy cunt, instead thrusting between your soft and plush thighs. Even as you murmur he wasn’t inside of you anymore, he didn’t respond—wholely caught up in the pleasure. 

You could hear his mumbles, repeating your name softly in your ear with his eyes shut closed. His hand simply snaked around your upper thigh, to press them together even more. You shifted your hips, as another shaky moan comes from him.

You can’t help but gasp, watching as his cum finally shoots out of him, staining your thighs and the sheets with his shame—all he could do was keep thrusting and whining and you felt him get hard once more.

You weren’t expecting the alchemist to flip you over pumping his hardening cock repeatedly before entering your sensitive inside again. His eyes were finally open this time, simply watching his cum slowly drip from your thighs.

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Childe is so mean, as his favorite place to cum is on your face. Something is so primal about it, as a dark grin always manages to creep on his freckled face. Hearing you slurp and gag as you pressed your mouth deeper against his cock, bobbing your head up and down was a sight that will be etched in the redhead’s memory.

Even as he lazily plays with your pussy, he can’t help pushing you away, before getting up—the grip on his cock tight as he tugged on it repeatedly. As he jerked himself off, he couldn’t help sometimes slapping the length of it along your cheeks seeing you jolt and close your eyes. He even presses his pretty pink tip and drags it along your soft lips.

And when he finally cums, he will be sure to smear it all across your cheeks and face—muttering just how much prettier you are with his cum seeping from it.

He can’t even help coming in for a kiss, tasting the saltiness from his essence. Don’t worry though, his fingers are already plunging and curling inside of you, a reward for being such a good sport.


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2 years ago

things i have concurred so far:

every time tighnari visits sumeru city he always makes sure to bring you some sort of exotic botany that can only be found in the wild, he takes pride in the way your room is filled with them and how you’re extra protective of them

dehya, nilou, cyno, haitham, tighnari, and candace all go out for drinks together whenever they miraculously find themselves in the same place, the night is usually spent getting shit faced with cyno explaining all the boring rules of his card game and dehya almost choking him

dehya is the biggest secret sweetheart

cyno is a classic tsundere!!!!!

nilou is your resident “airhead” but she loves to hang out/spend time with you no matter what you’re doing she can find fun in anything

haitham hates the word partner/gf/bf he’s always always a darling type man!!! you’re his dearest! his darling! his lover! his everything!!!

cyno looks really touchy-feely, i can see him tracing over any scars, freckles, or mindless lines all over your body while you’re sleeping at night i just know he loves skin to skin contact like pls!

haitham’s roommate hates him so much because he doesn’t stop fucking you even if he’s home, i know that man has absolutely no shame about it

tighnari loves the sun and on the very rare day he can spend a few hours alone with you and it’s not raining? he chooses to lay by the creek soaking it all up talking about anything you’ll indulge him in

+ he doesn’t mind shedding a few layers to swim

cyno is the best kisser out all of them, this is fact


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2 years ago

. . .pairing: dainsleif x reader . . .cw: fluff, slight angst but in a good way. reader is implied to be from khanri'ah . . .a/n: inspired by a korean flower meanings chart. (Great Maiden's Blush: you are the only one who understands me')

. . .pairing: Dainsleif X Reader. . .cw: Fluff, Slight Angst But In A Good Way. Reader Is Implied To

dainsleif's breaths are soft against your ear, arms gentle around you as you drift in and out of sleep.

there's something about the depth of this night. something about the deep, deep blue that caves up towards the sky, something about the dancing stars that wink and flutter in their heavenly heights.

you don't think much of it when his lips press a soft kiss to your cheek, or when he cradles your hand in his, brushing his thumb over your skin.

he comes closer, presses himself closer against you, whispering words to you that are secret to the rest of the world.

"you are the only one who understands me."

you hope he doesn't hear the way tears choke in your throat in the same way that he hopes you know of the raw emotion that grips his heart.

. . .pairing: Dainsleif X Reader. . .cw: Fluff, Slight Angst But In A Good Way. Reader Is Implied To

taglist: @tiredsleep @serenenation @xienn @azureexursion @surukaze @yuzuricebun @uchihaeirin @loptido


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3 years ago

10:00 PM

10:00 PM

You had agreed to meet him in your dorm room at 10 p.m.

It's half-past eight, and you've been alone with your thoughts for far too long. There were no messages, not even from your friends. Of course, it's not because they dislike you. Everyone is just too preoccupied with final exams right now. You should probably study for yours, but you believe the three days you've spent cooped up in your room have prepared you enough, if not too much.

The internet connection in the dorm building is agonizingly slow, allowing your show to run at 480 frames per second.

I can’t even finish this god damned episode.

You made the decision to leave your room before going insane. There’s a lounge on the second floor of your building, so you decided to head there.

The room has bean bags, couches, a table, some seats, a vending machine, and a TV. It's nine in the evening, you've had your dinner, so you've settled on some chips. You chose to sit on the brown leather couch in front of the TV, your legs resting on the sofa's arms. Because students aren't allowed to change the channel, you're stuck watching the news.

Well, it’s not like I have anything better to do.

A couple of minutes later, two students enter the room. They're giggling all the way to the table, their arms locked. You give them a quick glance before averting your gaze to avoid drawing unwanted attention to yourself. You return your gaze to the television and see a man being arrested for drug use in a bar's staff room.

Soon enough, the giggles become too loud, interfering with your ability to watch in peace.

Can’t they fucking do this someplace else?

You glance at the couple and see them eating each other’s faces out. But instead of being more frustrated, your mind wanders over a certain boy.

The two of you had no label for whatever you two had. Just people who are more than friends but less than lovers. It's not like you were keeping it from everyone or your friends. You had just agreed to keep it that way. The reason for so, though, was uncertain. Perhaps out of fear? Fear of what others would say, or fear that if you made it known to everyone and things went bad, it would be absolutely embarrassing. But maybe you both just wanted each other for yourself. Who knows.

He isn't unpopular. Girls are definitely lining up for him. When he gets tired of you, it won't be long before there's a replacement for you right by his side. The most daunting aspect of it all is that you already have a female candidate in mind for the position. She's been suspicious of you both ever since she saw you holding hands in a café. She's also very attractive. And smart. And incredibly fucking kind. That is the most upsetting aspect of it all. She’s a sweet girl. She’s known him since freshman year and developed a much-too-obvious crush on him.

You admit that in some aspects, she’s definitely better than you.

Hell, if I were him, I’d choose her.

So tonight, you think. Think of where he is. Is she there by his side, as she should be? Is he entertaining her? Is she making him happy? These awful thoughts linger in your mind for the remainder of your stay in the dorm lounge, with the TV playing in the background and the giggles of that damned couple who prompted this dilemma.

Fuck, it’s quarter to ten. I’m gonna be late.

And so he runs.

He’s been at the bar since 5. As a reward for finishing the exam, a group of his classmates invited everyone out for a drink. Mr. Congeniality that he is, he gladly joins in. The girl he’s known since freshman year sticks by his side. She’s nice, he thinks. However, a distinct image of someone comes to mind. He glances at his watch, which reads 8:30 p.m.

To be honest, he's tired of it. The party, the people, and the beverages. All he can think about right now is leaving this bar and going back to their dorm. Eating take-out together, watching random Youtube videos on their bed, and keeping them close enough to smell that fresh coconut shampoo they use that he loves so much. But it would be too weird.

Because they aren't his significant other, arriving early would be too obvious. He clearly likes them more than he's letting on. But he's not sure how much longer he can go on like this. Clandestine meetings and longing gazes. He wants to walk around campus with them, post pictures of their dates, and let everyone know that he already belongs to someone else.

The bartender's yell snaps him out of his trance. He tries to approach the commotion to find out what's going on, leaving his spot and the girl behind. He stands on his toes as he sees one of his classmates being dragged out by the bouncers. Soon after, sirens and the all-too-familiar red and blue lights appear. He learns from others that the man who was just dragged out and is now being arrested was doing drugs in the staff room. Fucking moron. Now he really wants to go.

He goes outside to wait for a cab. But so is everyone else. And, being the gentleman that he is, he allows everyone to hail a cab first. Moments later, the girl who had been by his side earlier approaches him and asks if he wants to share a cab with her because they live close together. He refuses, claiming that he has someone waiting for him. Which is a lie, and in retrospect, a better option than where he is now.

Running.

Waiting for a cab made the time fly quickly, and now he was running late. He really doesn't want to let them down and make them feel unimportant. They were so far away from it. If they had texted him and he was on the other side of the world, he would immediately book a flight to meet them.

He calls them, hoping they'll understand that he'll be late. Unfortunately, he only gets a dial tone. He tries again and comes up short. He considers calling them again, but this may be too clingy of him.

So he keeps running until he sees that familiar building, which strangely makes him smile. In his mind, he laughs at how mundane things have become extraordinary simply because of them.

You are startled awake. Shit, I fell asleep. When you look at the time, it's five to ten. You make your way quickly out of the lounge, shaking your head as you pass the couple passed out by the bean bags. And, to make matters worse, the elevator is being repaired. As a result, you begin your journey by ascending several flights of stairs.

By the time you make it to your floor, you’re completely out of breath.

I probably look fucking insane right now.

You make your way to your room to prepare for a bit before he comes. However, the universe had other plans for you.

Just when you turned towards the hallway where your dorm is, he stood there, almost mirroring your condition. He's heaving, his hair is stuck to his brow, and his hands are on his knees.

You take a few tentative steps forward. He looks up, sees you, and smiles. You do the same and ask as to why he looks tired.

"I- uh, used the stairs because your elevator wasn't working," he says, not making eye contact with you, which usually means he's lying. But you remain silent and hum in agreement.

You nod towards your door, inviting him to enter and follow you.

If I told them I ran from the bar, I’m actually fucked. Whipped son of a bitch.

He follows them in and heads straight for their bed. He believes that this bed is softer than the expensive one he has at home and that it must feel like a cloud.

Like routine, they head to the bathroom to freshen up, and he looks for a shirt of his in their drawer. While waiting, he sets up the movie and orders some food.

They emerge from the bathroom, and he believes it would be fine if he died right now. He doesn't mind if he ends up in hell because he's already seen an angel.

They settle in the bed, with him enclosing them in their arms.

“How was your day?” He asks, trying to beat the awkward silence.

“It was alright. I was busy all night studying.”

“Well, if you don’t mind me asking.. Uh, where did you come from when I saw you in the hallway?”

Their eyes seem to widen a bit as if caught in the act. “Oh, I just gave my friend my notes at the lobby.”

With no energy to pry further, he nods and moves to turn the movie volume up.

As the credits roll, you turn your head to face the body that is enclosing yours. He's fast asleep with his arm around your waist.

You admire him in this way, but you think it's too domestic. But you'd give anything to sleep every night and wake up to this every morning. But you know all too well that by the time the sun rises, like clockwork, he will rise and move so as not to wake you, but you always are.

With eyes closed, you silently beg for him not to go, and just this once, to stay. To hear him say he feels the same way you do and that all your doubts were just you rationalizing.

He is jolted awake by that familiar alarm. He carefully gets out of bed and never forgets the part of his routine of looking at you asleep, a picture that will stay with him all day. He notices the polaroid picture of you two on the night you met as he grabs his shirt from the top of your drawer. As he gazes out the window, he decides to be brave and make an exception today.

He returns beside you, enveloping you in his arms and burying his head in your neck. And, ever so gently, he says,

“Just tell me you love me already. Please, please, please."


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