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Heyy~ So I was bored, so bored that I decided to do smau :3 I Hope y’all like it thx thx :D <3
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🌷Characters(ft) : ☀️ Aether 🪁 Tartaglia 🍷 Diluc ☂️ Scaramouche 🍺 Venti 🍃 Tighnari 🧪 Albedo 💸 Zhongli
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🌸 Heya~ This post is about “caring boyfriend” 💖 Because we love these kind of bfs right? 😌💘
🍡 Hope y’all like it thanks thanks ☆〜（ゝ。∂）
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🌷Characters(ft) : ☀️ Aether 🧺 Thoma 🍁 Kazuha 🍺 Venti 🧪 Albedo 💸 Zhongli 🍷 Diluc 🪁 Childe 🍃 Tighnari
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🌸 Heyaa, idk what to say lmao but omg, Scaramouche is back guys!! 😭🥹 I can’t believe it (jk I knew he would come back 😏) Anyways, It’s not much ik but Hope y’all like it 🥲
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🌷 Characters(ft) : ☀️ Aether ☂️ Scaramouche 🔍 Heizou 🐳 Childe 💸 Zhongli 🍁 Kazuha
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🌟 Bonus (French jokes) :
HEY ELYYY :)) i saw your requests are opened sooo, can i request kaeya, albedo, and other characters playing online game together? like among us :"))) remember to take care of yourself ehe
𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐎𝐓𝐈𝐂.
characters — kaeya | albedo | aether
warnings — heavy cursing, probably out of character(?), modern au!, kaeya makes your mom jokes, albedo is screaming, aether is a mess.
sypnosis — they all got into a game of among us one day, and everyone decided to be a chaotic mess. who else is there to fix it, but you? well, maybe you did get carried away as well...
a/n — YORUUU MY LOVE!! i'm not really sure if this is what you expected but this is what i interpret as- BUT YOU TAKE CARE OF YOURSELF TOO!!
━━━ kaeya
you swear, you thought that your boyfriend was either being a little kid or the devil's spawn.
you felt pity for his friends and brother. you never actually knew how he managed to persuade his brother into playing a game of among us with him.
you were laying on his bed as he played on the computer, silently laughing to himself making you really wonder if the devil had possessed him or not.
you didn't actually play with him so you just kept watching him play, and well, let's just say you heard aether going batshit crazy in the call and kaeya laughing his ass off.
he's honestly such a good imposter, if it weren't for the fact that he sounds like satan everytime he kills diluc. he doesn't do it often because then people would suspect him, but he does it every once in a while.
to be honest, as you were minding your own business, you heard kaeya chuckled and said "your mom" making you look at him with pure amusement.
it was getting late and you honestly wanted to have time with your boyfriend, so you tried to make him stop, that was until he made a deez nuts joke to you.
"this is my 13th reason. bye." you say jokingly and pretended to leave his room to go to yours but kaeya screamed out that he's sorry and stopped playing </3
━━━ albedo
whenever he plays among us with everyone else, he surprisingly gets more vocal about it, especially when someone saw his mistake when he killed someone-
"JUST BECAUSE YOU SAW IT DOESN'T MEAN I DID IT VENTI—"
you had cackled so loud when you heard him say that. you knew albedo was never one to be extremely vocal, even when he was angry, so when he shouted those words you were both shock and amused.
when the game started again, and sucrose was the imposter and killed albedo, the pure shock came out of his voice and was both confused and betrayed.
honestly, you never really expected your boyfriend to be this way but as soon as you had talked to him, he calmed down and smiled at you.
you swear you thought that there was a second albedo and he was the one playing the game.
"kaeya. KaEYA. i SAW tHAT. i SAW THAT" his voice cracks and you laughed. after having your fill of laughter, you went to grab him water because you were worried for him <3
by the time when everyone was done playing, you could tell that albedo's throat was sore from screaming. you gave him a warm hug as he enjoyed your embrace <3
━━━ aether
this man.
if you were surprised that albedo was loud, you'd be even more surprised with him being loud.
honestly you were just cooking lunch for the both of you when you suddenly heard him scream and going "HOW COULD YOU—"
well, then again, even if in public aether is more silent than the rest, you knew him to be very vocal about his feelings behind closed doors.
you remembered him crying about a barbie movie before, but you couldn't blame him or make fun of him because you was crying as well.
when you were done with making food, you got some water and gave it to him when you were in his room from the screaming.
he basically got murdered and when he told you who it was, you were on the ground laughing your ass off.
"i can't believe lumine did this—" he said as you laughed before getting up.
what did he do afterwards? well, he went to grab a speaker and by the time the game was over, he unmuted himself and said "lumine, this is for you"
MF— TRAITOR FROM OLIVIA RODRIGO STARTED PLAYING.
you were laughing to much to the point where tears started to come out from your eyes </3
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Dancing With Visions - The Dance I Enjoyed - Cumbia - Tighnari
Author Notes: So, I wasn't initially going to include cumbia as a dance for this series but after the lovely @theroseredreaper suggested I include a chapter using it and even suggested I use Tighnari for it, I couldn't resist. So here it is and I truly hope I did a good job of writing this dance style! The performance in this fic was inspired by the youtube videos "How to dance:Cumbia - Basics (Part 1)” and “Cumbia Turns with Arm Combination | How To Dance Cumbia | Online Dance Classes | Waldo & Jacqui”. This fic was written while listening to the song “A Donde Vas” By Carolina Lao. Just like the rest of this series, Reader is female. I hope you enjoy!
If you would like to read more of this series, the fics can be found here: Dancing with Visions Masterlist.
Type: Female reader/ dance/ fluff/bit of flirting from Tighnari /sfw
Word Count: 1283
Collei sat off to the side, her hands resting on her legs as she leaned forward with anticipation, and I found myself smiling at the young lady, shaking my head slightly.
Somehow, I wasn’t surprised that she’d decided to learn a dance. She was always pushing herself to try new things, and I had no doubts she would want to show her new moves off to her friend, Amber, on her next trip to Mondstadt.
I hadn’t hesitated when Tighnari had asked for my assistance teaching her. It had been quite some time since I’d last danced with my friend from school.
Me and Tighnari had stayed in touch, of course, but with his busy schedule, dancing was hardly anything he had time for.
In fact, most of the time our interactions were just correspondence through letters. I was more likely to see Collei or Cyno than I was to see the ever-busy forest watcher.
I stood next to the young, green-haired lady while we waited for the man in question to arrive. And after a brief moment, I glanced her way once more with a slight smile, noting the nervous way her fingers were lacing and unlacing themselves, “Don’t worry, the cumbia isn’t hard, and, as you’ll see once Tighnari gets here, it’s a fun little dance.”
I walked over to the middle of the floor where I’d already blocked out three squares with tape, two in front and one in the back, “I’ll show you the basics real quick though, so you can watch for that when me and Tighnari do dance.”
Collei nodded, her eyes already bright as she looked from the squares and back to me. Under her fascinated stare, I stepped into the two front squares that were side by side and glanced up at her.
“So I’m going to tap forward with the heel of my right foot before stepping back into this back square. Then cross over with the left foot into the right front square before bringing my right foot back forward to stand in the same right, front square with my feet together.” As I spoke, I did as I said, pausing between motions to check if she was following.
“Now tap forward with the heel of your left foot before stepping back with that same foot into the back square.” She nodded at my instructions, watching my feet closely and causing me to smile in quiet amusement as I continued, “Now cross over with the right foot into the left front square and bring your left foot up to stand with your feet together.”
She looked up at me when I stopped, and I smiled, “You just keep doing this same motion over and over, though you’ll have a slight twist in your body as you do the motions to tempo. Easy, right?”
I quickly demonstrated the same steps at the actual dancing tempo, smiling as she nodded with a smile of her own.
“Already getting started without me, I see,” My motions froze at the sound of a familiar voice, and I twisted to see Tighnari smiling at both of us from the doorway he was leaning up against.
I crossed my arms, smiling at the young man and tilting my head slightly in a teasing fashion, “Well, you weren’t showing up, so I thought I’d go ahead and start teaching her.”
He pushed himself off the door frame, a smile on his face as he walked over to where I stood, even as he looked over at Collei, “And, how has she done? Have you understood everything Y/n said?”
Collei nodded, smiling as her eyes darted between the two of us, “Yeah, everything made a lot of sense.”
I smiled almost smugly over at my partner, “See? I’m a good teacher.”
“Uh, huh, I guess that means you still remember the steps then?” His tone held distinct undertones of teasing that all but had me rolling my eyes.
“Of course I still remember the steps; I’m the one who signed us up for classes, remember?” I twisted, taking his hands in mine as I grinned at him and already beginning to shift slightly to the music that Collei started for us.
His lips twitched up into a fully visible smile, “Yes, as I recall it took quite a bit of time away from our other school work.”
I snorted, starting to shift with Tighnari, both of us already matching the beat and falling into the rhythm like we’d never stopped dancing together, “It was good for you.”
His eyebrows rose as we started to turn, sarcasm filling his voice, “Enriching even.”
I laughed quietly, letting him spin me lightly before my arm raised so that he could spin under it. A small part of me wondered if Collei was able to follow us. If not, we could always break it down for her later.
Off to the side, I could see her smiling, bobbing along to the music as she watched the two of us.
Tighnari spun me again, having long since let go of one of my hands so that he could better shift around the space with me, a smile on his face as he watched me.
I twisted so that my back was now to him, and he shifted as I extended one arm. He took my hand as his other hand rested lightly on my waist, and I glanced at him over my shoulder, my voice softening so that Collei couldn’t hear me over the music, “Say, why do you think Collei wanted to learn the cumbia?”
I wasn’t able to keep the curiosity out of my voice, and he sighed slightly, a smile still on his face as he matched my volume, “I may have mentioned something about how you made me take classes. It probably piqued her interest.”
I snickered slightly, twisting so that he could spin under one of my arms, now holding both my hands before he led me to the same, “See? I knew you enjoyed it. Why else would you have mentioned it to your student?”
He snorted slightly, shifting so that we were facing each other once more, briefly in a hold more like what one would expect from a partner dance. One of his arms wrapped around me so that he could hold my waist while his other hand held one of my hands, my other arm wrapped around him and my hand pressed to his back, “I’m not so sure it was the dance that I enjoyed so much as the partner.”
He slipped back so that we were only attached by one pair of conjoined hands as I smiled in surprise at him, “Well, aren’t you feeling a little flirty?”
He chuckled slightly before we twisted and let go of one another’s hands.
We both looked up at the same time at Collei as his arm slipped around my back and mine around his shoulders.
The young woman looked at us with a bright smile, and I felt myself smiling in return as Tighnari tilted his head, “Did that all make sense?”
I laughed at his words, shaking my head as he looked my way, “Tighnari, you haven’t even explained it to her yet.”
“Well, you said you had and that you were a good teacher,” He smiled at me, his eyes glimmering and giving away his teasing nature as I gave him a half hug.
I leaned against him before looking over as Collei started speaking, “It did make sense! When do you think I can try?”
Her eyes were bright and her hands pressed together excitedly as I laughed slightly, “As soon as you’re ready!”
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Afternoon Tranquility
Genshin Impact
One afternoon, during your usual study session together, you fall asleep.
Word Count: 991 Words ✯ AO3 Version
Character(s): Wanderer x Reader
Tags: Gender Neutral Reader, Reader is an Akademiya student, Nameless Wanderer, Plotless Fluff, Unedited
You weren’t truly sure when your friendship began with the elusive young man that everyone in the Akademiya referred to as ‘Hat Guy.’ Was it after he’d been volunteered to give you a tour of the city by your professor during your first week of classes? Or maybe it was after the first paper you’d worked on together, when you first got a glimpse into the kindhearted person he was behind that antisocial demeanor of his? Whenever it was, the turning point in your relationship with him truly came on the day after you’d begun your newest semester at the Akademiya.
Now one semester into living in Sumeru City, with no shared classes, there was no real reason for the two of you to see each other again. You’d enjoyed his company, but didn’t know him well enough to know if he’d even be interested in continuing a friendship with you now that you no longer shared any classes together. It had felt weird to walk to your classes and not see him around, but it was something you’d have to get used to. Your professors expected more of you this semester, now that you were settled into life here, and all the class introductions you had just sat through were almost too much to keep track of. You were busy juggling all the different syllabi and lecture notes from your second day of classes when a voice calling out to you had you turning around. He didn’t really do smiling, unless it was to smirk derisively at something, yet you could’ve sworn you saw a ghost of a smile on his lips as he waved you over.
He’d asked you if you’d be up for studying together that afternoon, if your schedule was free. Neither of you shared classes together anymore, and yet…
It’s been a year since that day.
Today, the two of you were spending the afternoon together, as you usually did when your schedules aligned for a study session. It had become a routine the two of you shared, to seek out the other in the House of Daena after classes to find a table to work at together, or to walk outside to seek out a pavilion in the shade of the great tree to work together when the weather was fair.
It was business as usual for you, looking forward to getting ahead on your project while in his company.
But for him…he’d come to a realization recently, as sudden as a clap of thunder during a rainstorm.
Sometime during the past year, in between the motions of his everyday life of attending classes, studying with you, and running tasks for Nahida…he’d somehow gone from ‘not minding’ your company to being…fond of it.
Sitting side by side in companionable silence as you two worked on your respective assignments during your study sessions was something he’d…begun to look forward to, even.
Of course, today was the same. The day was pleasantly warm, not a single cloud in the sky - so the two of you found yourselves in the shade of a pavilion as always when the day was this beautiful. It was perfect for getting work done, the breeze pleasant enough to keep cool but not so obnoxious that it risked being a nuisance to your work materials. He’d made great headway on his essay, but you, it seemed, had been lulled right to sleep instead. He couldn’t help the smile that slipped through as he watched you from the corner of his eye, chuckling at how at peace you were. You truly don’t know what you did to him, resting blissfully unaware on his shoulder as if it were your personal pillow.
Huffing softly to himself, his smile turned wry.
Would you laugh at him if you were to hear every sappy thought in his head? If he exposed his inner heart to you, would you treasure it? Or would you become his fourth betrayal? Would you find it weird that he’d been so focused on mapping out the details of your face, trying to commit every inch of it to memory, for the day he’d inevitably outlive? Would you be put off by how he’d been so distracted by you, that he’d stopped working on his essay entirely the moment he’d noticed your weight settle onto his shoulder?
Clicking his tongue in self-admonishment, he forced himself to clear his mind to return to work, eyes going back to his paper, when the feeling of you moving gave him pause. He glanced back at you, mouth opening with full intent to tease you for falling asleep, when the sensation of your arms wrapping around him left him frozen. He stared in disbelief, mouth snapping shut when you grumbled and shifted against him in an attempt to get comfortable.
And you were still asleep, too!
The audacity, too, for a human who’d happened to walk into his life on that day Kaveh volunteered him to give you a tour of the city. How, exactly, did he arrive here at this moment with you…? Slowly, the slowest he could ever remember moving, he wraps an arm around your waist and pulls you closer. Adjusts your head so it tucks into his neck, so your own head wasn’t so awkwardly stretched in what must’ve been such a comfortable position, not for any other reason. He looked you over for a moment, his other arm awkwardly hovering with his essay still in it.
“…”
Putting his essay down, he wrapped both arms around you now, tucking you under his chin. The content smile on your face as you cuddled into him with a sleepy mumble had him squeezing his eyes shut, utterly overwhelmed. If he had any actual need for air, he’s sure he’d be breathless.
Just…just when…
“Just how…did I get so lucky…?”
And if you heard him or not…well, that was a conversation to be had another day.
(A/N): This was basically born from my friend asking me, "How do you think Wanderer would react if I hugged him in my sleep?" Instant inspiration right there! Funnily enough, my first genshin fic is of Wanderer instead of Thoma lol.
Whether this is romantic or platonic is up to your personal interpretation! I also left Wanderer nameless, since the game lets you as the player decide what his name is.
I hope you enjoyed! Likes and reblogs are always appreciated and loved. <3
★ UNDER THE MASK ☄︎
" looking forward to the next collab :) " – xiao
synopsis !
successful influencer yn is asked to collab with declining-popularity streamer xiao: because of his constant sarcasm and bad attitude when he streams... so that he can save his reputation. what happens when over the course of the collab, and between the time that you spend together, you discover that xiao just really isn’t what the internet makes him out to be?
contents. xiao x reader smau. influencer au, modern au, streamer au.
currently. planning the series and creating chapters!
notes. thank you lucien for planning with me <3 also i accidentally deleted my entire planning draft for this and almost cried. so pls show this second-time creation some love
taglist. @yzeniko @starz222 @soleillunne @ilyuu @manager-of-the-pudding-bank open! send an ask to be added.
chapters.
prologue. get to know the streamer league. get to know the influencer league.
under the mask. chapter i. intro to xiao. chapter ii. intro to yn. chapter iii. the collab seems like it doesn't work. chapter iv. the collab (still) doesn't work. chapter v. the collab is working. chapter vi. tba please reblog!
EX BOYFRIEND LYNEY
— ꒰ synopsis ꒱ — ex! boyfriend lyney headcanons
— ꒰ warnings ꒱ — [ex]plicit, fem! reader, a lil possessive lyney, friends with benefits, rough, experienced lyney
ex boyfriend lyney moves in a way that you cannot possibly get an eyeful of, no hint of what he's planning, no inkling of why he did it— his precise yet persistent methods to win you over again aren't for one to notice, in fact, he doesn't lose his frame of mind during the entire process of your break-up, his aura and certain outbursts are ultimately swallowed down by him so you cannot see them.
the man was keeping his emotions in check in an almost frightening fashion that in recollection, it scares you. one might even go as far and assume that it was for the sake of you, or himself, to suppress his negative feelings in order to make the environment easier for the both of you.
ex boyfriend lyney remains silent for a good while after your break-up, he doesn't reach out to you often but it's because he believes you will take time to get used to being without him again. on the contrary, it gave him the perfect gateway of carefully planning each step out— not unexpectedly, of course, it's important to note that he wouldn't force you to stay with him because he deeply cares about your happiness.
you really want to break up? well, if that's what your heart desires, lyney wouldn't want to stand in your way— instead, he'd make it his most important task to remain friends with you, in order to win you over once more. what most people told you is that “once a book is finished, you cannot reread and take parts out of it, just because you didn't like it or want to change the narrative” it's over, ancient history, printed out on paper.
almost comical, ex boyfriend lyney thinks— after all, he was a magician and utterly skilled in his craft. he could pull it off, right?
before you know it, he will demonstrate the love he harbors for you in a blink of an eye, that passion that was too dark for dim eyes to discover currently— yet one day, he promises you, that he'll draw a veil over all deeds passed and walk you through a new beginning.
ex boyfriend lyney cannot imagine a life without you, it is out of the question because he sees you as family, a part of him, he wants and needs to protect you even after your break up. such strong amibition of shielding his significant other (or now ex), specifically wanting to protect them might stem from him being a big brother and always looking after his siblings.
in the act of love, no other individual could make him feel like you did— it's as if magic pulled at his heartstrings when he sees you, or when you smile at you.
his chest pumps with affection when you're here. he's so eager to show you again, wanting to reproduce memories of the past, back when love was him and you.
ex boyfriend lyney supports you, always, and he does it flawlessly when he fuels your needs, his smoldering gaze always here to help and burning into your body, sending shivers down your spine. there was a problem you faced? do not be scared, because ironically enough, lyney always seems to be there for you, at the right time, the right place and with the right words hand in hand to say.
ex boyfriend lyney will always be there when you need him, and in conjuction, he'll be the answer to all of your hardships, as if he somehow knew why they were happening in the first place. you can count on him always, no? with one voice and the beat of his heart, he's there to look after you while inching closer, giving your cheek a good squeeze before calling your stressed-out expression cute.
ex boyfriend lyney can immediately notice how different you were a couple weeks well into the break-up, but he also likes how you're still getting shy when his attention is solely fixated on you again, like your previous defenses have never drawn life in the first place— it's a pain, a taxing one at that when you realize that you still like him, despite the fact that you promised yourself to detach from any further interactions you and lyney could have in the future, yet proceeding to go against your better judgement.
but after a while, ex boyfriend lyney and you couldn't resist the temptations anymore as you're first agreeing to be friends with benefits for a while— only until one of you finds a serious match again, or another person that was able to outshine any of you, when in reality none of you had even considered dating again.
needless to say, it felt good, like every small movement of him was ten times stronger when he presses himself into you, when he rubs warmly over the throbbing spots only he knew were to find, "you're always so pretty.." he drawls out as your stomach flips at his drunken thoughts becoming real words, angelic tones you could hear.
ex boyfriend lyney makes you take every long breath a lot more meaningful, you felt as if you were breathing in the fumes of a volcano as it captured you in a smoldering haze— taking into account how the bedroom was slowly developing into something humid, heavy, and hot.
ex boyfriend lyney lets you succumb to it fully, and there was so much pressure on your cunt that your back was arching up into his body, your figure held by two hands slipped underneath, the almost agony-like sensation of fullness bristling on your sex as lyney moves and explores further into the realm of your beautiful body.
ex boyfriend lyney knows all of your kinks, or the certain spots you liked being stimulated, the very places you only hoped he'd do whenever he's got you split in half. you definitely notice his self assurance too, it's a bit stronger than last time— how he cannot possibly hold back a ravishing smirk when you're this easy to please.
there's no confusion in his face either, nor was he unfocused, only a dark lust was painted behind his eyes.
ex boyfriend lyney pulls one hand from your hip to your cheek before slanting your head down in order for you to witness the mess he's made in between your thighs.
your hips were pressing up off of the mattress in order to taste more of him, the lustful hankering mounting in your veins as your mouth turns dry as desert bones when your moans increase in length. a just released greed develops from your desperate yearning, it expands in your stomach and multiplies the more lyney pleasured you, the faster he flicks his length over your walls and smears his pre in waves on your wet sex.
"lyney..." you drawl out in an angelic tone that immediately made his heart flutter, "I n-need more," you say, smirking, your hand slowly wafting to your breasts before you're squeezing one of them, twinging at your nipple next. this was on purpose— because you knew how much he liked it whenever you put on a show for him.
so you continue, without a hurry, going with the flow and moving gently between the valley of your breasts until sliding past your lower stomach that was currently feeling full to the brim. yet your hand doesn't stop yet, only halting right above your clit when decent on it.
"I can't... you're so, fuck," his voice cracks, a moan sliding up through his throat. he's done for, you got him now.
ex boyfriend lyney shakes from the warm greeting of your walls sucking him tight, salivating at the sight of your poor pussy squelching clamorously. the magician missed you so much that he didn't want to conceal the burly emotions of his mind from you anymore— in truth, lyney was pathetic, truly without shame.
he shamelessly whimpers into your mouth before lapping at your bottom lip, biting it, sucking and toying with your tongue. he's whining, on the verge of crying due to pleasure, his eyes closed and hips rutting into your heat as the tips of his ears slowly turn pink.
ex boyfriend lyney moans out your name when you lock your legs around his hips, the rough squeezes of your pussy tightening as your body began to ready itself, the pleasure of your climax coming through you in a formidable wave of bliss as the both of you came at the same time, feeling like all the relief in the world settled in your stomach as your arousal glazes all over his shaft.
ex boyfriend lyney lets out a deep, muffled groan as you shake underneath his body. he collapses shortly after on top of you— yet it's all too much for you to keep up with. possible regrets? well, probably, but you're way too dizzy and fucked out of your mind to even force yourself to think about it.
what's there to know for you was that ex boyfriend lyney still loves you more than anything— and if being in this kind of "special relationship" was the best possible outcome for now, so be it.
on the grounds that sooner or later, he will get you back again.
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eula's safe space
cws: not safe for work (mdni!), vaginal fingering, gn! reader, slight dacryphilia
with you, eula can be herself and let go of her tough exterior. she could never thank you enough for allowing to be comfortable around you but you get her point as her soft moans fill the room.
you can only smile at the adorable expressions eula makes as your fingers thrust in and out of her dripping cunt, the slick sounds almost drowning out her whines.
she can't even form sentences due to the intense pleasure she's receiving, she's not even sure what she's trying to voice. all she can say is your name over and over again.
but it's not enough. you want eula to feel even more pleasure, you want her to sing for you louder, you want her to cum all over your fingers and most importantly, you want her to feel loved.
with that, you lean down to place your lips on her neck to litter her porcelain skin with love bites and marks also making sure to scissor her fluttering hole when your fingers found the spot that made eula jump a little.
tears stream down eula's flushed cheeks, for a second you worry that you went too far and slow down a little but your consideration is answered with a loud whine of complaint which makes you giggle before you suddenly thrust your fingers so deep inside eula's sloppy cunt.
you ignore the pang her noises and her sweet body sends to your own sex, you want to make this night for eula because she deserves this.
the way eula grips her wrist tightens and her moans are getting even louder which let you know that she's close. once your thumb catches her clit, eula lets out a cry of your name and cums all over your fingers, her slick leaking down to your wrist.
you kiss all over eula's face as you let her ride out her orgasm, helping her calm down a little. once her thighs stop shaking and her breathing slows down, you carefully pull out your fingers as she whimpers a little at the empty feeling.
after you're done cleaning up eula's already fallen asleep, relaxed after that powerful orgasm and relieved the stress in her body. you lay down next to her, placing your head on your chest and pull the covers.
you wish everyday could be like this, selfish maybe, to have eula all to yourself. she's your everything and you will make sure to remind her that every single day.
kazuha with his hair down
imagine kazuha with his hair down, the strong wind of the sea had blown his hair tie away, his silky sikver hair free from it's confinement and he looks absolutely stunning as usual.
the red streak in his hair only adds to his beauty, it goes so well with his silver hair. you can't help but wonder what kazuha does to keep his hair so healthy and beautiful.
you wish kazuha would let his hair down more often, you know that he keeps it up because it gets in his face but the way his hair frames his face is just ethereal.
his hair is so soft too, it rarely gets tangled so you can just slide your fingers down his locks without any problems whatsoever. kazuha loves it when you play with his hair, your gentle fingers massaging his scalp insantly makes him feel sleepy. with his heightened senses, he feel the pleasure even more.
you might start hiding his hair ties at this point because your boyfriend is just gorgeous.
— Dating an Archon’s younger sibling
Diluc | Childe | Kamisato Ayato
Tags & Notes | Any pronouns! Reader, fluff, humor, protective characters. I apologize if the characters are OOC. Stay safe and healthy everyone! <3
Content Warnings | Raiden Shogun’s real name, Scaramouche mentioned.
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+ dad!neuvilette. reader is referred to as wife & mama. no warnings, this is just fluff. i had a sudden thought about neuvilette having a son and this is the result >< not proofread!
bubbles of merry little sounds has filtrated neuvilette’s ears. they prick up in response to the owner of the voice with a smile on his face.
“what is it, sweet boy?” he whispers, tone barely owning a decibel, close to the same pointed ears of the little boy in his arms. pressed against neuvilette’s thigh are pairs of feet that have scarcely covered its width, the boy’s arms hook over his right shoulder, hands clawing up. “oh,” breathes neuvilette as he follows his son’s eyes upwards, witnessing an aquabus slowly passing by overhead. “that is what we call aquabus. it’s fontaine’s main transportation system. do you want to ride on it?“ the boy claps his hands, squealing. “alright, shall we ask mama?”
he brings a hand to his son’s back, supporting the little body while securing him in his arms. neuvilette spots you on one of the fruit stalls a few meters away from where they are, examining an apple in your hand.
“monsieur neuvilette?”
pivoting on his heels, neuvilette catches sight of a middle-aged woman standing in anticipation with a basket in her hand. she has a kind smile pasted on her lips and sparkles in her eyes.
“yes, madame?” he politely asks. “how can i be of service?”
“oh, no, monsieur! i apologize for interrupting your alone time with your son, i tried to stop myself but i could not help it,” the woman explains while waving her hands. “what a beautiful little boy. he looks exactly like you, monsieur!”
the little boy pushes his cheek to his father’s own while hugging his neck. tendrils of hair brush against neuvilette’s skin, tickling the side of his face. it’s as though he’s wondering how to decipher the syllables uttered by the woman before him.
it has long been considered by many that his son stands as the glaring copy of neuvilette: from the sharp eyes touched with magenta and blues, to the pearlescent hair that has started to show strikes of aquamarine.
“how old is he, monsieur?” pitches another bystander.
“he is ten months old.”
“has he started walking, monsieur?”
“we are slowly working on that, aren’t we, sweet boy?” neuvilette turns to his son, who puffed his cheeks as if in determination.
“what’s the first word he said? is he talking already?”
“well, he can mumble a couple incoherent words. he is a determined student—” neuvilette has been cut short by his son’s another round of clapping.
the little boy leans his head to the side, facing the bystanders gathered around him and his father. “m… mama! p… p… papa!” he beams before hugging neuvilette again, as though proud of his showing off. “m… mama! papa!” repeats the boy with a jovial lilt.
all around them, laughters from the onlookers fill the air with vivacity. their faces morph in unfiltered euphoria; either clutching their chest for the adorable boy before them or clapping their hands together with him.
neuvilette watches with wonderment, his heart overflowing in bliss. albeit possessing a mastery of his countenance, a wide smile creeps up to shape the edges of his lips.
this little boy, the sweetest of all, is yours and his forever. flesh and blood, yours.
“i hate to sever this merriment, but i’m afraid we must join my wife now,” neuvilette excuses, his eyes and that of the bystanders wandering in your direction.
you raise your hand for a slight wave, still unused to the attention that comes with being the chief justice’s wife.
“what’s with all the ruckus?” your curiosity shows through raised brows.
neuvilette softly bounces the boy in his arms. “blame this little one for showing off his communication skills. he is marvelous at it. aren’t you, my boy?”
“m… mama! papa!” chirps the boy once more, giggling at his own achievement.
Wriothesley has fallen asleep on the job.
It's not a surprise, not in the least. He's spent more time at the Fortress of Meropide than he has at home lately, overworking himself with an unfathomable amount of new inmates to house.
He's always taken his work quite seriously, both as a show of gratitude to the people of Fontaine and to protect his pride in having the most inescapable prison in the entire nation. And more than that, he's always refused your help much to your chagrin.
You find him asleep at his desk, piles of paperwork buried under his head as a makeshift pillow. He snores softly, meaning that he must have just knocked out recently.
A quiet sigh escapes you as you tread over to his sleeping form, draping the coat dangling on the back of his chair over his body as a temporary blanket. Fontaine is chilly, and despite his unusual warmth, risking Wriothesley getting sick is the last thing you want in the world.
It strikes you then. He's asleep. Asleep, in front of you, completely vulnerable and unknowingly allowing you to observe every part of him without judgement: the slow rise and fall of his shoulders as he breathes, human and alive; the hair that's fallen out of place and over the eyes which you love so much; the light murmurs of his recited dreams leaving his lips yet unintelligible.
You're surprised that it's never dawned on you before. You've rarely had the chance to see him sleep.
Wriothesley always roused before the crack of dawn, waking you after him with his lips pressed to your forehead. "Good morning, pretty," he would greet you before taking off for the day. And he was so warm to hold at night that you would often fall asleep before him, comforted by the slow beating of his heart against your ear.
It's a strange sight to see him looking so unguarded, all evidence of the torment of his busy day washed out of his expression as he snores.
You shouldn't. You know you shouldn't. But you can't help it. The Kamera is pulled from your bag before you can stop yourself, fingers nimbly getting the lens ready without stirring him. You're just about to take a picture worth a thousand words when—
"Mornin', pretty."
You almost drop the Kamera out of surprise, clutching it to your chest while you glare at the smugness written all over his face. There's a gruffness and slur to his voice that makes you weak in the knees, so unlike how you're used to hearing him in the mornings when he's already had his coffee.
His steely eyes peer up at you curiously as you try and stammer out a weak excuse, to little avail. You should have known that the Lord of the Fortress of Meropide would have sharp enough senses to wake with even the smallest disturbance. He sits up straight, the coat hanging on his shoulders falling off onto the seat.
(It makes him melt that you've attempted to keep him warm, even though it seems like you've come all the way out to the Fortress at such an hour just to check up on him.)
He looks around. "No one escorted you?"
You bashfully avert your eyes, fumbling around with your Kamera and trying pathetically to hide it behind your back as if you weren't caught red-handed already.
"The guards let me in."
"But you came alone?"
His frown deepens when you nod. Wriothesley gathers up his remaining papers into one pile and shoves them aside before striding over to you. "Have a guard escort you home. It's dangerous to go back alone," is his demand.
"You're not coming home tonight?" You ask quietly, lips pulling back into a small pout of disappointment. His heart aches at the thought that he may have been neglecting you in the last few days, even more than he had been neglecting himself.
"I have to finish up some things," he tells you with the slightest bit of guilt bleeding into his words. He runs a hand through his hair before sighing. "Why don't you stay here tonight?"
It's a lame offer, asking the love of his life to sleep in such a dinky, run-down place. But the light that explodes in your eyes and smile tell him that you don't care. You never would, so long as you were by his side.
"Okay," you whisper, and he kisses you in apology.
That night, at an hour so late that not even the prisoners make a peep, he realizes that your Kamera is still set down on the coffee table beside your resting form. He has drowned you in his coat and a spare blanket, laid you out across his office couch, and though it's not luxurious you seem to be resting well.
Just a few more days. A few more days of processing all of the new papers sent by Neuvillette and he would be free to come home to your loving arms and fall asleep in your shared bed. For now, this would have to suffice.
The man gathers you up into his arms and slides beneath you, holding you atop his chest like he always does. He's careful not to wake you as he settles in to call it a night.
There's a faint shutter as he holds the device up in the air and takes a picture of the both of you, with your body curled up against his and his arm around your waist.
He presses a soft kiss to the crown of your head. "Goodnight, pretty."
("When did you take this?!"
"You don't like it?" He asks you nonchalantly, eyes busy with reading the morning Steambird.
"I didn't say that," you grumble, flustered at how he's holding you in the image. Did he always hold you so close? So protectively?
Wriothesley smiles at you with his lips on the rim of his mug. "You snore, by the way."
"Shut up!")
© ALABOADOA 2023 — please do not translate or post my works to other platforms.
Watching From The Sidelines P.4
[SAGAU X SHAPESHIFTER READER]
Synopsis: The game continues, but feelings of pain start arising. You are vulnerable. But this might be a wake up call for you.
A/n: Thank you so much for the support! Y'all filling my notifications with tag list request lmao. I can't write all of you, I have 4 index cards full of usernames. But I'll try my best!
TW// vomiting blood, being very sick.
Also heavy leaning to Zhongli x Reader
Song recommendations:
Gold - Imagine Dragons
Golden hour - JVKE
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It's been a few months since the game has started.
Life was going on as normally, well as normal as a business man working with literally gods chasing you.
Of course even with unlimited stamina, and unmatched skill, it's starting to take a toll on your body. You couldn't explain it, but something was hurting deep inside you.
Maybe it was the fact you haven't been 'you'.
You been stuck as m/n for months! And your kinda starting to forget who you are. Sure it's been a lot of fun to play pretend. Being smug and rich and whatever...but you kinda miss old you.
The person who played genshin for fun! Sure, your no longer financially struggling or suffering but at this point, looking in the mirror is starting to be painful.
You don't know how long you can play this game anymore.
Of course you knew the acolytes and followers are more then devoted to you, willing to do whatever to do whatever you want. To prove themselves to you and win your favor, and this point they added so much people it's starting to get annoying.
Yeah, it's fun but you don't know how much your heart can take it.
Currently your hiding inside a shed, listening carefully to your surroundings outside.
You felt this unbearable sinking feeling in your chest. At this point your tempted to call the game quits because something is very wrong.
You really don't want to though.
Hours passed, sinking in and out of consciousness, you see a person shouting at you trying to warn you something before gasping awake.
You unintentionally fell asleep in the shed, bewildered and stressed out you decided leaving the shed for air was your best bet.
As you clutched onto you stomach you felt very uncomfortable.
You took a deep breathe of air, trying to stable yourself but you can't. You don't know why? Was it you doubting yourself? Who's the person you dreamed of?
Imagines of someone speaking to you popped into your head again, disorienting you.
"Zhongli!" You yelled out, leaning on a wall coughing into your hand, noticing it shine in reflection of the sun.
It was blood.
Your blood.
He immediately appeared, startling you, he looked at you concerned.
You immediately shaped shifted to your original form.
" I-i hate to end the game, but I...I don't feel well I don't think I can continue on." You mumbles to him.
His eyes widen at this, as other acolytes appeared behind him. You started coughing again, and next thing you knew. You vomit out blood, and collapsed on the ground.
You heard screaming, crying, and feeling of hands holding you gently in their grasp.
You also saw that person again briefly, they were stroking your hair mumbling sweet nothings to you.
It felt warm.
Then everything went to black.
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You felt comfortable.
Very comfortable.
You blinked slowly, waking up realizing youwere practically drowning in pillows and blankets. Staring at the ceiling above you, before eventually sitting up. You were on this huge bed, gently patting your chest. Noticing the change of clothes.
It was a simple white nightgown, most likely due to your other clothes covered in your blood.
Before you can even think, the door swung open, The archons looking at you.
"YOUR GRACE YOU'RE AWAKE!" Venti yellowed out, practically tears brimming his eyes. " I was so worried! "
"Your highness please, never scare us like that again." Zhongli says, closing the door behind him so others don't barge in.
Ei stood their silently, looking at you with sadden look.
You sigh," Zhongli... explained what happened after I blacked out?"
He nods, " Of course your grace, after...after you passed out, we thought we lost you after so long. We had to shield you and bring you back to the temple quick as possible. We got the best doctors to check up on you. "
You looked at your hands, clenching them into fists before letting go.
"My body was probably stressing out after using so much of my shapeshifting ability. And it magnifying with my identity crisis. It made me too vulnerable.
But who is that person I keep seeing? I didn't even dream of them..."
You sigh, " I apologize for worrying you all, it appears I must pause the game in the meantime. As I need to rest and heal. I had no idea this would have happened. I'll take note of it in the future. "
You tried to get up, but all three Archons immediately set you back down.
" I apologize your highness but we can not let you leave this room. " Zhongli says firmly, tucking you back in. "If you want anything, we will get it for you."
After everything, you just agree with it. "Ei take care of my business, Venti alert the others I'm awake. Zhongli you stay with me. " You quietly ordered them.
They all nod.
You were exhausted even if you just awoke. Som much things already on your mind.
"Zhongli can I ask you an odd request." You mumbles.
"Nothing is odd if it's coming from you your highness. What is your request?" He asked, sitting on a chair besides the bed to keep watch.
You gently lend a hand out, " can I hold your hand?"
He perked up at the request, " H-hold your hand? It would be an honor. " He gently grabs your hand. It felt reassuring to have, as you slowly blink. Falling asleep with your hand interlock with Zhongli's.
You didn't dream of that person again.
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You been recovering well, however you practically can not do anything. Like at all.
Also no info could be found of the person you are looking for. Which is huge bummer but you'll look more into it yourself once at full health.
Besides that, due to the accident the Archons are scared you're going to vomit out blood again. They are hovering over you 24/7, like you can't be alone at all. Someone has to be with you at all times.
You couldn't even feed yourself, someone has to feed you by hand while you sat in bed.
It was humiliating.
But you couldn't do much until your strength was fully back.
But there was something you didn't expect....
That was meeting the harbingers.
You were literally in a nightgown, in bed, resting and Dottore was doing a check up on you....
HOW WERE YOU SUPPOSED TO ACT????
You knew of pantalone due to business connects and such as m/n. But the others? How the hell were you supposed to deal with them???
You just sat there, unsure as they asked how your doing and such. It was obvious they wanted to be in your favor.
All you can do is let them, as time passed and you watch the harbingers speak to each other. You paid them no attention as you slowly drifted to sleep engulfed in a warm embrace of it.
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At this point, you were so sick of resting.
Besides Ei bringing you papers to read or give your signature to for your business. You practically had nothing to do!
Your been nagged to death by so many people, The Archons, Harbingers, followers etc. The list goes on and your going insane. The amount of times late at night your suffocating yourself with a pillow or punching it before being sedated by Zhongli.
You wanted to rip your hair out!
However the more you slept, the more you talked to 'that' person.
You still don't know who it is, but it's clear they were warning you of your illness.
Which confused you still, but that's a plus up. However that still doesn't change your issues.
1. Who is dream person?
2.Health is not fully healed.
3.Stuck in the temple much to your displeasure.
4. Having to pause the game.
Things are not going as you planned....
You are pacing in your room, Zhongli watching you in concerned.
"Is something wrong your highness? You seem troubled. " He asked but all you can do is pace back in forth thinking.
You looked at him.
"Zhongli, what your opinion in continuing the game? We never finished it." You faced him. He thinks about it, " I-im unsure your highness, believe me, as we want to prove our loyalty to you. You must understand we don't know how much you recovered. We fear of loosing you. "
" so if I were to wish to continue, it's assume the others would decline? "
" Most likely yes your highness. "
You sigh, running your hand through your hair, " call a meeting with everyone involved in the game. " You command yanking the doors open and swiftly walking down the hallway.
Zhongli immediately chases after you, " your highness! I understand you're displeased but your in a nightgown! Barefooted on tile! " He tries to usher you , but you only ignored him.
Others soon noticed you, common folk immediately bowed before you and stepped away. Others started to follow behind you trying to put you back to bed.
You headed to the throne room, and sat at your throne. Not caring if your dressed improperly, you wanted things done.
Aether and Paimon was visiting a noticed you walking in and the archons following behind you as well body guards. He was confused what was going on as more appeared. Soon him and Paimon was ushered in.
You held a meeting.
"As many of you know, I gotten I'll however. I feel I rested enough. I wish to continue the game. " You command, resting your head on your hand watching the others.
Chatter erupted the room.
Some disagreed to this, prioritizing your health above anything else. Other's were arguing for it, as you created the game and wished for this.
It was hotly debated between the folk.
You sat above and watched down at them, listening to their opinions. You honestly wanted to know what to do. Crossing you legs and pondered.
Zhongli was absolutely against this and he took off his coat and place it on your lap. Keeping you covered.
"Ah, thank you." You quietly say. Unknowingly as others noticed this. Them turing to face you.
"Its my pleasure your highness." Zhongli says with a smile, placing a kiss on your hand.
What was meant to be a serious debated turned into an argument over you. And now others were suggesting to give you a piece of their clothing to you.
You couldn't help but laugh nervously and blush at this stupid situation. How the hell are you supposed to manage this stupid mess? This is nothing like running a business.
God help me.
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Jealous Ayato
“ would you be so kind, just to fall in love with me? ”
so this is love — a short series !
SYPNOSIS. years has passed since the both of you had gotten married. going through your old photo album of one another, you went to a trip through memory lane with the one you love. memories flood back as it almost felt like it was yesterday where he had confessed to you… you swore that nothing could compare your memories with him than with anything else.
PAIRING. thoma x gn!reader
TIME. new chapter will be posted every week at 00:00 / 04:00 AM GMT+8
TAGLIST. just send me an ask!! @eenie-teenieweenie
AUTHOR’S NOTE. listen, this is just me recalling back my memories of how me and my gf got together. for the sake of privacy, not all of this is true, but it is inspired by my own experiences. also, this is like my way of coping from fear for @versadies ‘s evermore series. im worried as hell people—
MASTERLIST.
prologue — cliché ( 2 MAY, 00:00 AM )
chapter one — mr.loverman ( 2 MAY, 00:00 AM )
chapter two — i hear a symphony
chapter three — line without a hook
chapter four — would you be so kind
chapter five — somewhere only we know
epilogue — so this is love