Hello everyone, thanks to @allfearstofallto 's tag earlier I felt challenged and needed to prove myself as a filthy Diluc fucker. Also the idea smacked me in the face while driving home from work so ENJOY!!!

(⁠＾⁠∇⁠＾⁠)⁠ﾉ⁠♪ MDNI AS ALWAYS!! \⁠(⁠๑⁠╹⁠◡⁠╹⁠๑⁠)⁠ﾉ⁠♬

Imagine begging, pleading with Diluc to be completely unshaven the next time you're intimate together. He's unsure why you would ask him to do such a thing but the moment you've got his entire cock in your mouth, nose buried deep in the wild crimson curls that decorate his pubic mound, inhaling sharply as you take in the deep musky smell of him. You're already forcing yourself to breathe through your nose to the very best of your ability to suppress your gag reflex as much as you can and the feeling of your warm breath fanning against his hair and skin makes every muscle below his navel quickly become taut as a bowstring.

You may be breathing but he can't seem to remember how.

As suddenly as you pull away from him, a gulp of air inflates his lungs. You pull back enough to press a chaste kiss to his flaming red tip before taking him down your throat again, making sure to look up at him as you swallow around him. And oh how delicious he looks, all splayed out, wild carmine locks spread across the pillow, thick forearm drape across his eyes, mouth wide open as he pants and lets out the most beautiful groans and cut-off, broken whimpers. Grinning around him you set to work. Lapping at his shaft, trailing your wet tongue up and down, feeling him tighten up even further as you trace every single bump and vein beneath his milky skin. Mischief soon rushes through your veins as you trail your tongue down to his balls before gently taking one in your mouth. The sensation electrifies his spinal column and makes one of his knees pop up next to your head. A wicked grin crosses your lips as you wrap your arm under his leg, caressing the tense muscles of his thigh, enjoying the coarse feeling of his leg hair ticklish under your fingertips. You press a kiss to the base of his throbbing cock before pushing your nose into the tightened space between his testicles, firm though gentle as you press the tip of your tongue into his taint. His hips jolt forward as if to escape the startling sensation but you know better. You know it's his desperate attempt at feeling the pleasure all the way through to his tip.

You eased your way back up so that you could wrap your lips around his shaft once more. Diluc tried to straighten his leg out again but you doubled down, holding his powerful leg in the crook of your elbow. He wasn't getting off that easily. Once you were back in position your pace was relentless, hot wet mouth sliding up and down your tongue working around however much of him was in your mouth at the given moment. The deep gutteral groans and growls coming from the young man beneath you were probably similar to those he lets out as he wields his claymore to protect your home. But right now all those powerful muscles flexed and relaxed with his quickly impending orgasm. Hell he thought about fucking your face but it was all for naught. You were there the one fucking your face his his heft cock. As you noticed one of his hands gently tangle in your hair and his breathing become more irregular, he did his best to warn you.

"Cl-Close.... Fuck... So close...."

The precious way the ever powerful Diluc, the uncrowned king of Mondstadt himself, spoke in such gentle broken tones before letting out the softest whimper as you took him all the way down your throat sent waves of pleasure through your own body. It wasn't long before he was shallowly thrusting himself past your lips, cumming so hard his body trembled and his eyes filled with stars the same moment your mouth was filled with his familiarly bitter taste.

His chest heaved up and down, sweat causing his bangs to stick to his forehead and the mix of sweat, saliva and cum matting his pubic hair to his groan was quite possibly the best reward you'd ever received for working so hard. You made sure he watched as you swallowed every drop of the cum he'd so kindly gifted to you. You let his raised leg finally relax against the soft cotton sheets of your shared bed before pressing a gentle kiss to his inner thigh that made him flinch in slight overstimulation.

He looks down at you, finally starting to catch his breath before waving you close. You happily crawled upwards, nuzzling your face into his broad chest before finally giving him a proper kiss. He'd spoil you just as thouroughly in a minute, he simply needed a moment to catch his breath.

A Boon from the Tsaritsa

Arlecchino x Fem! Reader

A/N: Reader is a simp

She's beautiful from all angles. That's the only thought that's running through your mind as you kneel before her. Her haunting beauty is a sight to behold, her face like that of an angel. Or maybe, a demon, with the way she tempts you. Even the look of disinterest, of lack of care for you, sends a chill of adoration up your spine. All it took was one glance at her in passing and you were absolutely smitten.

“I was told you requested me personally?” She spoke, her voice echoing off the wall and sending a familiar tingle to your groin. Her words, spoken coldly like ice, made your heart beat even faster in your chest.

“Yes, Sir! I did,” you stuttered back enthusiastically. Her dark eyes were on you and you could feel them practically melting through your skin. And the feeling was euphoric. Her painful gaze was like heaven to you and you wished to bask in it, if only her impatience with you wasn't so palpable, “I did well on the previous mission, sir, as I'm sure you've heard. I'm actually the sole survivor of it. I was told by the Tsaritsa herself that I could have any gift I desire for my job well done.”

Arlecchino cocked an eyebrow, crossing one of her gorgeous legs over the other. The way her thighs squished against the heavy fabric of her pants had you nearly drooling, your eyes tracing up and down her long legs to where the heel of her shoe where she tapped her foot against the marble floor, “I'm assuming you have something you want from my orphanage then, seeing as you asked for me. I do not give my children up, if that's what you're asking for, so I suggest calling on someone else for your ‘reward,”

“I want nothing of the sort,”

“Is that so?” She hummed.

“What I want is something only you can give me,”

“And that is?”

Your eyes fell upon her lips. Plump and wet with gloss. The natural pink shade making them stand out against her pale skin. They were pressed together in a frown, but even that displeasing expression excited you, “I want a kiss. From you.”

She was dumbfounded for a moment, you could see the slightest change in her expression, then she went back to her neutral expression, trying to pretend that what you’d asked for wasn't phasing her. She waved her hands, shooing the other Fatui guards out of the room and they left with little sound, their feet sounding like little patters of rain against the floor.

“A boon from the Tsaritsa is not an easy thing to acquire. People typically ask for things like land or status,”

“I'm aware,”

“Yet, you're giving it all up for a peck on the lips?”

When she said it like that, you did feel a little stupid. But you were steadfast in your ways and insistent on what you wanted. Her lips plagued your dreams day and night. And passing her on your way to assignments made you mentally curse whatever fate kept her from being your superior. Although, you doubted you'd get any work done if you had the opportunity to ogle at her as much as you pleased.

“I do not feel as if I'm wasting my boon, I've wanted this for a very long time,” affirmation coated your words, showing that you meant every bit of them. 

Maybe she could feel that. Feel your honesty in the way you spoke. In the way you look up at her with admiration. Most would be upset that they were made to kneel, yet, you dropped to the floor before her without any hesitation the second the order left her mouth. 

You watched her feet as she stepped towards you, her heels clicking against the floor. She cupped your face, just beneath the chin. You'd never touched her before, how could you? But the feeling of her gloved hands against your skin, of her sharp nails practically testing your flesh, it was euphoric. 

Bending over at the waist, she pressed her lips against yours. You would've melted into a puddle right there, had it not been for her firm grip on your cheeks. She tasted sweeter than you expected, but her lips were as soft as you'd dreamt of. Her smell up close was intoxicating, and even though you would've been more than satisfied with just her lips, you felt her tongue forcing its way into your mouth.

The way she kissed was dominating. It was suffocating. It was heavenly. You let her do whatever she desired, practically sitting there like a ragdoll for her to toy with. You wanted to remember every bit of her taste, the feeling of her lips. Her touch. You savored it, whining in sorrow when she pulled away, her lips wet with your saliva.

“Do well again,” Arlecchino spoke in a hushed whisper right against the shell of your ear, “So you can get another.”

With which characters would you ship your moots and yourself with? (Saw the mbti thing, I'm being silly)

FIRST OF ALL!

I need more mutuals!! I do not have many! And yes, this is me calling and asking for friends. A bitch is scared to interact!

But what also makes this difficult is my mutuals are so down horrendous that they literally speak for themselves.

@yandere-romanticaa is one of those filthy Childe stans! (me too though...)

And @paffuto-pastry and @sleepyelias are both slightly less filthy Diluc stans!

For myself, me and Scaramouche are literally getting married and having six kids together.

Arlecchinui

Glad you like them, neat coincidence! I always tend to look for what each character likes/needs during these match ups so while on paper some might not be a "golden pair" by mbti standards, I still think it would work.

Yelan for example, is an ENTP. I think she would LOVE an ENFP partner because it would mesh well with her personality. The dynamic could also fit well with her line of work.

Diluc is technically your ideal match bc ENFP x INTJ is literal heaven, but it's the star sign that's bugging me. He's a Taurus and Taurus and Gemini don't typically go well. While I can see him being good buds with a Gemini (after a while... Lolz) I think that in romance it would be too overwhelming for him and the Gemini would get bored with him, causing fights which would just annoy Diluc.

If you know your enneagram, I can basically tailor make you your ideal match. I like looking at those as well.

Ahhh this is all so interesting!! My heart breaks a little bit cause of the Diluc thing, but a girl can dream!!

I actually don't know my enneagram, I've actually never even heard of that one before!

Some matches I think would suit an ENFP gemini

UM????? SCREAMING CRYING SOBBING CLIMBING UP THE WALLS IRONING THE CEILING????

THAT'S LIKE THE NICEST THING ANYONE HAS DONE FOR ME!!!

And they're all characters I love!!!!!!

sketchbook scaras

Important question! Do you know your star sign/mbti?

I'm an ENFP-T Gemini!!

You're the first person to ask me this tbh!! 😭

Hi and good evening to the 5 Scarather fans (including me)

I've been meaning to say thank you to everyone who replied!! I'd love to write something for it if I come up with ideas!

I could definitely see something like reader being from another world, but denying it while trying to live a "normal" life. With a yandere who can sense that they're not completely who they say they are, which leads to obligatory stalking and all that fun stuff.

Would someone be willing to explain the SAGAU to me? It seems interesting, but I'm incredibly confused whenever I read for it.

I am gonna ask every single content creator I follow bc I am desperate. I have read at some point an au with a creator reader with the harbingers all over her making sure she is not getting bored and entertaining her and the tsaritsa being too ashamed to show her face after kidnapping the creator. I dont remember who made it, how long has it been since I read it or the name. If anybody knows, please help, I have been loonking for it for iver 2 weeks now😭(All I know is that its on tumblr

I feel like I know what you're talking about, but I have no idea where it is 😭💔

I'm so sorry! I'll post this so maybe someone can help you find it

My weirdest trait? Every time I get a new follower, I look at your profile picture and think about how much I also like said series that it's from and how it's funny that we like the same things.

Ex: someone with a fucking Mistumi from skip and loafer pfp follows me?? Like bitch?? What are you doing reading genshin porn friend??

Yandere! Arlecchino x Fem! Reader

TW: 18+ MDNI, Yandere themes, BDSM, Pet Play, Name Calling (. pet), Heel Kissing

Imagine being Arlecchino's personal pet. Being doted on and pampered like an dog. Collared like one as well, you have a red strap of leather around your neck, with her name etched into it. You tremble when she loops her finger through that band to pull you closer, placing a belittling kiss on the tip of your nose.

You're so soft spoken, your eyes so empty and dull. You stand so straight, never slouching, never looking upon anything unnecessary. Never speaking unless spoken to. You'd look to your master before making any decisions.

"So well trained you are, my pet," she'd murmur, her hand gripping your cheeks. You could feel her nails, claw-like and sharp, digging ever so slightly into the fat of your face.

Always collared, but rarely leashed, Arlecchino would sometimes put a long chain around your neck, a vibrant red strap at the end for her to hold. You'd trail after her, the sound of her heels clicking almost luring you into a trance. Let yourself fall behind and you'll be met with a harsh tug at that chain, pulling you forward, and making you stumble.

"I hate punishing you," she'll purr, but you'll still be on your knees before her. She'll sit in front of you, extending one of those heeled feet out to you. You're expected to take that shoe into you hands, hold it as if it were delicate and place a chaste kiss against the tip of it. Look up at her while you're doing, meet her eyes, and you'll be met with a very subtle smile on her lips.

"Such a good girl for me, my pet,"

hi not a request

i just wanna say i love the way you write yan! characters. thank you always!!

Thank you!! I always appreciate it! I really am glad that people actually enjoy it!!

Shitty camera quality tw, but have I got good news for y'all

If I get Arlecchino, I'll write a fic of her giving the strap

Could you please do Sanrio / hello kitty themed dividers? And thank you for all the work you do!!

hi and yes, I could give this a shot! I love sanrio characters 💖 I tried to do a range for you - I hope you like these!

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"The lady is so mean to Master Diluc," whispers like this are common place across the manor. You, the lady newly married into Diluc's fortune, is known for your tantrums. Your outburst where you're no longer a fragile and meek girl, but more like a monster in human clothes. Angry and screaming, even going as far as to throw things, injuring any and everyone in your path.

"I wonder why she even chose to marry him," another hushed voice would speak. But saying that to chose to marry him would imply that you were given a choice. Rather, you were forced to marry him. Although, who would believe you when you said that? Soft spoken and stoic Diluc? He wouldn't even hurt a fly. Most days, you were seen as the aggressor. The gold digger who just couldn't get enough and had even taken to hurting your husband.

"She's like a beast," the maids would say amongst themselves, never looking you in the eyes, never seeing the pain and sorrow that you were showing beneath all the anger. To them, you're a spoiled brat. But they never cared to see how you cried and beg to be returned home. How all you wanted was freedom from the man who had taken you, but no one was on your side. Frustration led to anger and anger led to outbursts, one's where Diluc would take the brunt of the force and make himself seem like the hero who tamed you.

"She can't even pretend to like him," they'd mutter. But you did like him. You loved him, even . But how long ago was that? Was it when he was courting you? Making himself seem like the normal, kind man who'd come to sweep you off your feet, to charm you and make you feel like a princess. His words were sweet and shy, possibly being what made you not pay attention to all the red flags. To all the issues that you brushed to the side. You were blinded too at one point. Blinded by the charisma of his mask. But his mask slips. They'd never see it. But you did.