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unicorn twins! i sure hope nothing horrible will happen to them! :)
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Enjoy ✨️
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Get attacked!! ✨🌈SEND THIS TO OTHER BLOGGERS YOU THINK ARE WONDERFUL. KEEP THE GAME GOING🌈✨ <3
I just want to send the this energy back to you to help you keep writing^^
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MDNI | demon!Ren has me in chokehold QvQ.
HEADCANONS LISTED BELOW:
- He was obsessed with Angel ever since they first met right after his initial creation/birth (i’ll leave the reason why up to your creativity), and made it his goal to make a pact in every single one of Angel’s lives
- Angel’s soul and demon!Ren’s existence are quite LITERALLY linked together by the red thread of fate because of how many times they’ve contracted (to Ren’s delight)
- Souls don’t reincarnate immediately and instead have a few decades (or upwards) between their last death and next life, so demon!Ren has A LOT of time to kill where he’s just moping about, waiting around for Angel to return. He ends up messing with cultists who try to summon demons as a pass time though.
- Sometimes Angel’s soul is solid enough after passing on from their most recent life, that it is able to sustain itself in ghost-like state and just chills with demon!Ren until they reincarnate again. During this state, Angel regains memory of all their past selves and is able to recount older memories with demon!Ren, so it’s just a good time overall
- Speaking of, demon!Ren has never made a pact with anyone OTHER than Angel
- Pact marks or contract seals between demons and humans never disappear once made, so he likes to admire and trace over each mark when sometimes missing Angel in between their reincarnation periods
- demon!Ren can see the shape of every individual human soul so as to see who is easier to corrupt and make contracts with etc., which is how they can tell when they have FINALLY reunited with Angel >:3
- Has seen MANY different versions of Angel, and has loved them all equally (be it platonically or romantically depending on Angel’s preferences during each life)
- Made a deal with Angel’s soul early on in his existence (though reluctantly since he wanted Angel to continue enjoying living in the human world as a regular being, but ultimately caved at the request of Angel), in which once he makes a pact with Angel over the course of a thousand lives, they can finally live together in the Underworld forever, both as demons and get their « Happily Ever After » QwQ
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I have been wandering the fandoms. Writing a little on my second blog. But overall i've been okay. How about you? I saw your post about cramps how Has that been?
Helllo~ i havent interacted with you for a while since i kind of lost intrest in genshin but i just want to check on you and ask how you're doing~❤️
MY WIFE!!!! SOBS WHERE HAVE U BEEN THE KIDS MISS U
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when you sit on his lap, legs spread apart from each other, folded and glued along his thighs your dragon!boyfriend knows that it is time for some "instinct inspection" or as you like to put it but he knows that it will eventually end up being much more than that; it always does: either end up him getting hard when you are done or you hurt yourself spilling blood in drops. tsk, what a waste!
but today, it is going to be more than that. . .
"Say ahh," you would order, just like other days, before grazing your index finger against his fangs. At first, it does not grow, you just feel the sharp edge of his fangs on your supple skin. what a tease you are! It grows when you pull away your hand and adjust on his lap for a better grip and angle.
"Bad manners," you would say whenever you spot him letting go of his human form. he even remembers hearing that when he lowly growling in front of strangers who were following you the other night but at times like these, when the whole world is busy, when no one is looking at you two—he can let go of it; that carefully crafted camouflaged self to fool your kind and let his dormant side take over.
"It is just a bite," he would say after sucking your blood from your wrist as he held your arm by the wrist. But it is kind of frustrating, don't you think? how you are sitting on his lap, checking if he has hunted any animals or eaten your kind or not. And when you see he has been such a good boy, slowly learning to control his habits and instincts, don't you think it's a little unfair when you don't reward him? He licks the trickling blood along your hand from up your elbow to your wrist; you can see two dots, fairly distanced and round but somehow it does not hurt.
To think that you would teach him about 'control' and 'instinct', what a naive human being you are.
Even though you are still sitting on his lap, one of his hands holding yours from where he freshly sucked your sweet blood and your other hand is holding his yet you feel something tightening around your belly. You do not stop him as his tail wraps around your body, his eyes slowly getting to glow, his skin changing, shining but before he changes completely you kiss him, kiss him with full might as if you will do the moment your lips part from his.
And when you pull away, he just takes deep breaths and says, "One more time," gulping he adds, "Please," now how could you turn that down even though he has been quite rebellious.
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In the animal kingdom, typically the male birds are the ones who are super colorful and do complicated mating rituals such as singing, dance, or gift giving to attract a mate. Since Xiao is a bird type illuminated beast, could you do hcs about what kind of dramatic things he would do to seduce the reader? I wanna see his serious self wearing the gaudiest outfit ever while break dancing lmao
Pairings: Xiao x reader
Warnings: GN!reader, courting rituals, tiny bit of angst
Genre/Format: Fluff; Headcannons
Author's Note: I was today years old when I found out that Xiao is a sort of bird-like creature 😶 Anyways yeah! Hope these are to your liking~
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I cannot picture Xiao ever breakdancing lol. But! I think he would perform some sort of traditional dance to impress a potential partner.
If you recall the end of Ayaka's story quest (I think?) I'm picturing something very similar; albeit a traditional Chinese dance. Something truly breathtaking and emotional.
Xiao has trouble expressing his feelings and emotions, as well as even understanding human emotions in the first place...but he would still try to convey how he feels about you through song and dance.
Reluctantly, the adeptus may even ask his good pal Venti for a bit of help. Maybe the anemo archon would be generous enough to play the flute or lyre while Xiao courts you?
I also think Xiao is the type to want every detail to be perfect. Elaborate, but not entirely over the top.
A specific location where the scenery is gorgeous; the breeze passes through, the moon shines down on his graceful body as it moves and flows to the music, maybe some leaves fall around him? Or perhaps some aromatic petals?
Of course he's going to wear the most beautiful ensemble during his performance as well. Some sort of hanfu, or hanfu-inspired clothing that flows like the wind.
Xiao is also the type to bring you little gifts in an attempt to court you. He is quite perceptive and can pick up on the things that interest you easily.
A bracelet crafted from crystalfly cores and noctilucous jade. A bookmark made of pressed qingxin flowers. A wonderful blend of tea that Xiao created himself (with a bit of help from Zhongli, of course)
I can definitely picture the adeptus flaunting his strength oh so casually in front of/around you.
He's not the type of guy to flex his biceps for you to squeeze (unless you really want to? Then maaaybe he can make an exception...just this once...just for you)
Though he will jump in to 'rescue' you. By this I mean that he will rescue you from a tiny cut while you're cooking. Not even bad enough to need a bandage, just a small knick.
Xiao will appear next to you ready to whisk you off to the hospital or something...you have to firmly decline and remind him that you're not made of glass. 😐
The sweetie means well, he's just overly protective of the person that he desires spending the rest of his life with 💕
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Waters, tears and...?
Okay, hear me out. It's been in my mind for a little while now so I have to get it out
Yandere Neuvillette has a guilty pleasure of enjoying it like fine wine....
Your bathwater.
Okay I think I need to touch grass now.
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Hard To Cuddle
Zhongli is a little hard to cuddle, literally.
★彡Drabble of just fun stuff, fluff, and implied spice at the end.
“Zhongli, you’re so hard!”
“P-pardon?” Zhongli nearly chokes on his tea, looking down at you wrapped around his form like a puppy. You squeeze him a little and pout.
“You’re rock-solid. Not soft-bodied at all. Hard to cuddle.”
He lets out a short sigh of relief. “Ah. Goodness.” Living as a mortal has surely sullied his thoughts, he thinks. “Well, I was the Geo Archon for a time. Should I not be as hard as stone to reflect that?”
“Not when I’m trying to cuddle!” you whine. “It’s like hugging a slab of granite.”
Of course, that doesn’t stop you from being a cuddlebug. You make it a point to remind him how hard he is whenever you cuddle him, though.
On the couch…
“Hard Zhongli!”
In bed…
“It’s like hugging a Rex Lapis statue!”
While wishing him a good day before he goes off to work…
“If I chew on you, will you soften up? Like candy?”
Zhongli doesn’t take it to heart, though, he knows you’re just teasing and that you absolutely adore cuddling him nevertheless. Besides, it’s fun to see you struggle to squeeze him~
“Hiiiiiyah!” You sigh at another failed attempt to make Zhongli your squishy bear - the teddification of Zhongli, as you like to call it. Your lover merely chuckles; it’s a chuckle of amusement, but you can’t help but think he’s trying to call you pathetic, complete with a mean looking-down-upon-you gaze.
His expression, however, is warm and soft (a contrast to how hard his body is, ironically). He pats your head and asks if you are finished with your amusing little “teddification” experiment.
You roll your eyes and scoff. “Maybe if I hug you enough, you’ll become soft!”
It’s just one of your many quirks that Zhongli loves about you.
Yes, no matter what, he loves you a lot. Like, a lot. And sometimes he likes to make that obvious~
While Zhongli is slaving away at paperwork, you often like to come sit on his lap. He doesn’t mind it in the slightest, and truthfully, it motivates him to finish working so his hands can do things besides holding a pen and paper.
Thus you nestle on his lap one fine evening, throwing your arms around him. He kisses your cheek as he pores over the documents laid out on the table. Maybe it’s the fact that he desperately needs a distraction, or the fact that you’re wiggling about just right on his lap -
“You’re hard,” you note as usual, but this time you’re talking about…
He smiles and brings his hands to your waist, planting kisses along your neck. “That I am, my love.”
That night, you decide him being hard is…a very good thing after all.
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𓂃 ࣪˖ ִֶָ𐀔 Zhongli claims you.
...in a somewhat arbitrary manner.
Zhongli sees you relishing a nice cone of ice cream one afternoon, and decides to ask, “May I have some?”
“No. I licked it, so it’s mine!” You take another big, shameless lick to prove your point, some of the cream lingering on your lips.
Hm, what a unique way of claiming something as belonging to oneself, he thinks.
On a separate occasion, you're holding this lovely-looking sandwich cookie. The two biscuits on the top and bottom are made of chocolate, and wedged between them is a thin layer of hardened vanilla cream.
"May I have a bite?" he asks, approaching you, to which you immediately open up the sandwich cookie and lick up all the cream.
When you're done, you giggle. "Sorry! Licked it, so it's mine."
Zhongli tilts his head. "You have licked the inside portion, yes? The chocolate biscuits are still open to me, are they not?"
Waggling your finger, you say, "Licking the inside counts as claiming the whole thing for myself, darling."
Ah. Interesting.
One fine night, the moon high up in the sky coaxes Zhongli to see just how divine you look bathed in its light as you sit by the window. A special kind of yearning washes over him as he makes his way to you and scoops you up, kissing you tenderly as he does so.
You melt into his touch, kissing him back, and before you've realised it you are placed on the bed and laid down as your husband plants more kisses along your lips and cheek - then, his tongue swipes the invisible trail of kisses.
"Oh! Hey!" you squeal, his hair tickling you as he begins to lick and suck your neck and collarbone, making you squirm. When he looks back up at you, his mesmerising eyes are aglow.
"I licked you, so you are mine," breathes Zhongli, head dipping down so he can taste more and more of you. His hands make quick work of your clothing, and his lips and tongue have already descended on your chest.
Moaning and writhing as his tongue explores your body (with a hint of teeth involved), you've already resigned yourself to your fate as he moves lower and lower.
"There is yet more I must claim..." he murmurs, biting your inner thigh with a small smile. "Just to make sure I cover all bases inside-out."
"Ah~! Zhongli..."
"I want the feeling of my tongue to be the only thing you can recall for a week, a reminder that you are mine." Saying so, his head disappears between your legs, and you learn firsthand just how long his tongue can be as you cry out in bliss.
...Come morning light, you've been thoroughly claimed by your lover as his.
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ೀ ׅ ۫ . 𝐆𝐎𝐎𝐃 𝐌𝐎𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆, 𝐌𝐈𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐃𝐑𝐀𝐆𝐎𝐍 ! (𝒵𝐻𝒪𝒩𝒢𝐿𝐼)
dragon form!zhongli x f!reader . sfw — fluff . established relationship ⟆ waking up with zhongli when he is in his dragon form ! ⟆ not proofread !
this fic is inspired by the dragon!zhongli collection by @dragon-ascent ! ! i absolutely adore her works + i luv reading them ! ♡ + ↻ are rlly appreciated ! !
The soft fur of his tail brushes your nose, the sensation tickling you enough to rouse you from a deep slumber. The scent of glaze lilies floods your senses, and you find yourself inhaling deeply. You nuzzle your face deeper into the softness that smells of glaze lilies and a musk that is uniquely Zhongli, before slowly peeling your eyes open as the feeling of a forked tongue flicking out to lick your cheek forces you into consciousness.
A sleepy giggle bubbles up in your chest, and you raise your hand to stroke the long length of Zhongli's snout. He lets out a deep rumble, shifting in his sleep to wrap his large body tighter around you. You can feel the hard scales of his belly pressing into your back, his thick tail wrapping around your legs. His large, dragon form is curled protectively around you, the soft fur of his tail resting across your face like a blanket. The glowing markings adorning his body pulse in time with his breaths, casting a golden light on the surrounding area.
You smile at the sight, still amazed that this beautiful, powerful creature was yours. You continue petting the length of his snout, trailing your fingers along the hard ridges between his golden eyes. He stirs slightly, his deep breathing stopping, before his large eyelids flutter open to reveal molten pools of liquid gold. They focus on you, and Zhongli releases a purr of satisfaction. He moves his large head closer to you, the tip of his muzzle nuzzling against your own face, before he places a gentle lick to the tip of your nose. The action causes a fit of giggles, and you wrap your arms around his snout, holding it to you. His eyes crinkle with mirth, and you feel him chuckle.
"Good morning, 亲爱的." his deep, velvety voice whispers, his breath ruffling your hair, the strands dancing with movement. You close your eyes and hum happily, contentment filling your soul.
"Good morning, Li.." you reply softly. You release his muzzle, and he pulls back, a small puff of air blowing from his nostrils as he sighs. His head moves down to nudge your neck, before his muzzle comes to rest underneath your chin, his enormous horns framing either side of your face. You run your hands through his mane, reveling in the silky texture and the vibrations of his purrs.
The sun's rays start to filter in through the opening of the cave you reside in, the light reflecting off of his scales and painting the walls in a kaleidoscope of colors. You watch them dance along the stone, and Zhongli lifts his head, watching the light. You take the opportunity to sit up, leaning against his side and running your fingers along the ridges along his spine. The muscles in his body ripple, and you can feel the low rumble of his purrs through the stone. A deep chuckle resonates from his throat, and you feel the muscles flex as he rolls onto his back, exposing his soft underbelly. A grin splits your face, and you quickly take the invitation, sliding down to curl into his warm body. You lay your head on his chest, listening to the strong, steady beating of his heart, the sound like a soothing lullaby. Your fingers absentmindedly stroke the soft fur of his belly, the movement relaxing. His large wing wraps around you, creating a warm cocoon. His long tail moves to lay across your back, and you reach up to wrap your hands around the tuft of fur at the end.
"It seems the sun has decided to make an appearance," Zhongli comments, his voice reverberating through his chest, "Perhaps we should greet the day?"
You groan, snuggling deeper into his body. He laughs, the movement jostling you, and his large paw comes to rest on your shoulder, pulling you closer. His muzzle nudges your hair, and he inhales deeply, humming at the scent.
"Or perhaps we can stay here for a while longer.." he murmurs, his voice a deep rumble. He presses his head into the crook of your neck, his warm breaths caressing your skin. You nod in agreement, your eyes slipping shut as sleep claims you once more.
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Hello gnome, as strange as this question may sound... From one to ten, how clean is Alan?
I'm sorry if there are any errors, I'm using a translator.
6/10
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