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honiidew · 10 months

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BRAINROT

Hi, yes, I appear and now I’m fixated on ATSV, specifically Miggy. This drabble is very much my spidersona’s lore (or at least one of a couple of spidersona’s I’ve thought of) but I figured it’s also pretty vague and can work as a x reader. There is very specific lore and details that aren’t explained about my ocs lore, I didn’t want to shoehorn it in but there are explanations for it.

There's no direct movie Miguel x reader in this, you’ll get it when you read, and be warned there is gore and descriptions of death (not main character.) Those are the only warnings, light angst, no smut, gender neutral reader!

Being the leader of Spider Society meant that sometimes, you needed to get your hands dirty for the greater good. And Miguel O’hara was just one man willing to make that sacrifice, when he needed dozens more who didn’t mind getting blood on their hands. But with a majority of Spider Society made up of the straight and narrow Peter Parker, he had his work cut out for him to find the people he needed for that kind of team.

“Lyla, scan the arachno-humanoid-polymultiverse for non Peter Parker variants. Keep an eye on the Spiders and flag the universe if they kill…I’ll take it from there.” Lyla, barely having popped up when he said her name, did a mock salute before disappearing once again, presumably to do as she was instructed. Miguel closed his eyes, brow furrowing at actions he was forced to take. “For the greater good…” He muttered under his breath, eyes opening to scan over the work he had been doing previously. No one but him would be willing to do what was needed.

It took a week for Lyla to find even one universe that met his criteria. As instructed, she immediately sent the data on the universe to the largest of Miguel’s screens, materializing by his shoulder. Miguel set his attention to the giant screen, pulling up a feed of the Spider in that world. And at one glance, Miguel could tell that this person was not what he needed. The Spider was on their hands and knees, mask completely off and thrown to the side of the alley as they heaved. A pool of vomit was already on the ground beneath them, and as Miguel glanced behind them, he could see the reason for their distress.

A man lay dead in a shallow crater, pavement cracked from the impact that clearly killed him. Limbs bent in ways they should not, more than one compound fracture visible as blood slowly oozed from under his body. He grimaced, turning his attention away from the grisly sight. With a sigh, he asked a question he already knew the answer to. “Is this their first kill?”

“Yeah…not what you were looking for, huh?” Lyla responded, pointedly looking away from the dead man, instead worriedly staring at the sobbing mess that was the Spider.

“No, no it's not…” Miguel rubbed a hand over his face, thinking of what to do. “Open a portal, the next alley over or something close by. I'm going in.”

“You’re gonna recruit them?” Lyla’s eyes are wide behind her glasses.

“Not…not exactly. Not yet. They need to get out of there, I’ll scare 'em off before someone from their world sees.” And with that, he was through the portal, suit dissolved into regular clothing.

After that, similar worlds crop up. Spider’s struggling through their first kill, some more graceful than others. He keeps tabs on those, keeps an eye on the more wrecked ones, recruits the ones he thinks can be helped. But so far, he hasn’t found what he’s looking for. Some spiders, mostly symbiote variations, are used to the kills, but the symbiote part of them makes them too unpredictable, hard to control. The exact opposite of what he needs for this team. Others are too far gone, no longer doing what needs to be done for good, but doing it because they can. That’s a definitive no-go.

But finally, weeks later into what he thought might be fruitless search, he finds you. When Lyla had brought up your world’s information, he’d sighed, as he always did, already assuming it would be fruitless. But he’d brought up your feed anyways, needing to confirm, except he found what he was looking for. The fight was basically over as he tapped in to watch, two bodies already on the floor, and you were circling a third would be body. There was no hesitation in your movements as you went in, disarming, blocking, and subduing your target, not even needing your webbing to do so. Even Lyla had to let out a whistle, saying the obvious; you were good at what you did.

You ended up with the guy between your legs, and he watched as the guy tried to helpless pry himself loose. You brought a hand up, no visible weapon in sight and he was momentarily confused how you would end it; the other bodies were intact, not viscerally killed barehanded like he'd seen from other universes (this was good; most Spiders he’d seen do that were already too far gone in their comfort with killing.) There were no odd contortions in their necks, or anywhere else for that matter, yet blood seeped from under them, not a single movement coming from them. Definitively dead. And from what he could tell, the killing was done fast, so maybe there was some mercy in you when you killed (You just had to do what you had to do. For the greater good.)

And as he watches, familiar claws pop out from under your fingertips, claws he knows are razor sharp, that find themselves embedded in the neck of the guy you had pinned. The fight quickly leaves him as you slice along his neck, the gurgling quieting as soon as it starts. Miguel feels like ice water has been doused on him; even Lyla is glancing at him with raised eyebrows. There’s an unspoken understanding that there’s definitely some sort of connection between the two of you, at least in origin.

He doesn’t say it out loud though, and blessedly, neither does Lyla. So he continues to watch as you gingerly untangle yourself from the now dead man, brushing yourself off as you rise. An odd sound, like tv static, can be heard, gradually building in volume. It's nothing louder than a hum, but it's also something that becomes obvious as he listens to it with the aid of his super hearing. At first, he thinks you don’t hear it because you don't react, but an almost annoyed sigh makes it out of you. You continue to stare down at the dead man at your feet, turning your face away as you shoot web at the gash in his neck. Red webbing.

But he doesn’t get to recover from that shock as, to his astonishment, something like Lyla pops up next to your shoulder. She barely glances at the dead man with the vibrant red webbing around his equally red neck laceration, but her eyes narrow disapprovingly when she catches sight of him. Whether it's because of the fact that you killed or what, he doesn’t know. The Lyla next to him gasps, and from his peripheral vision, he can see her standing straight as a board, mouth open as she watches a version of herself. Somehow, your Lyla has different features, but her hair is still short and brown, although curlier. Her voice is the exact same when she speaks. And what comes out of her mouth has him stiffening, and it feels like he’s getting whiplash from all the new but familiar information he's getting.

“Miguel wants to see you at his.” You barely turn your head towards the A.I lounging at your shoulder. She appears at your other shoulder when you take too long to respond, this time crouching by your head as she pokes your cheek, her hologram finger never making contact. “C’moooon, he has some cool new gizmos he wants you to try out.” He thinks you smile under your mask, and your Lyla gives you a broad smile back as she shoots you 2 thumbs up and disappears. Now his Lyla is shuddering, quietly muttering about if that's how she acts and looks like to others. Miguel could actually be amused at his A.I being forced to confront the reality of watching an alternate self, but not when he himself is also about to confront that same reality. Again.

“We don’t have to keep watching. Probably need to recruit a different Spider…” And Lyla isn’t wrong, but he’s…curious. He shakes his head at her suggestion, never taking his eyes off you as he watches you use the same red webbing he does to fling yourself out of the alley you were in. And his breath catches in his throat as a familiar city looms in front of you; the same buildings he was familiar with, before he made the Spider Society. You sling towards some smaller buildings, launching yourself through narrow alleys, never rising towards the skyline again as you delve deeper.

Eventually, you find yourself in the underbelly of Nueva York, very purposefully moving towards an unknown location to him. You gracefully land on the fire escape of a dilapidated building, and he watches as you take a deep breath, closing your eyes as if you’re getting ready to confront something. You don’t get a chance to collect yourself as the window abruptly opens, and strong, tan arms reach out to pull you in. You yelp, but it’s too late as the window shuts.

“I told you not to just stand there.” Miguel has heard his own voice being spoken from someone that, by all accounts, is him but. He never gets used to it. Seeing variants of himself live out their lives. It sends chills down his spine, as he watches himself let go of you. You seem indignant, huffing under your mask and suddenly he's looking at you. Your mask disappears, just like his, and he’s staring at deep red eyes, a furrow in your brow and a pout at your full lips. He-the other him- sighs, rubs at his face, just like he does when he's frustrated, and turns to you, hands on his hips.

“And, I’ve told you to stop webbing their lacerations. You don’t need more bad press.”

“I thought I was here to try out some goobers or whatever. Not to get lectured.” You hiss, crossing your arms across your chest as you mutter a quiet ‘traitor,’ probably directed at your Lyla.

“Gizmos, and I wouldn’t need to lecture you if you listened to me the first time around. I know you feel bad for the-”

“I do not feel bad for those pieces of shit, ok, but god, Miguel, the people who have to find them? I know, I know it's not the worst carnage they could stumble on but Jesus, they’re still dead people! I can deal with having to be the one to kill them but I don’t want to be roping random people into this!” And the Miguel watching you through a screen knows you would be perfect for the team he's building but somehow, someway, he’s the one obstacle in his own path. Again.

The him that’s in that room with you softly repeats ‘ok, ok’ as he approaches you, hands hovering over your shoulders as he looks down at you. You don’t look at him but faster than he can track, you’re launching yourself into his arms, burrowing your face into his chest as your arms come up to clutch at his back. The other him takes it as permission to hug you back, curling into you as an expression of pain passes over his face.

“I’m so sorry, amor, I am. I’ll get Lyla to focus on where they’re keeping the victims, ok? I won’t make you go out there to kill like this again, I shouldn’t have done that and then gotten mad at you. Mi vida, you’re so kind even after everything, I’m sorry it had to be you.” He speaks so softly, and Miguel, looking through the screen, feels like a voyeur. Especially with this new development, it feels as bad as the moment before he-

“Lyla, cut the feed.” He turns his face from the now blank screen, grimace set in stone as he walks to the other side of his working station.

“Soooo, no go?”

“No go.” He confirms.

#miguel o'hara #miguel o'hara x reader #atsv #miguel o'hara x you #spidersona #honii sfw miguel #honii sfw atsv #atsv scenarios

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honiidew · 1 year

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Raring to Go

♡ Itto has so much energy and cum love to give, it’s only natural it reflects in the bedroom too

CW. AFAB Reader, no gendered nicknames, creampie, Dom Itto, Sub Reader, size kink

A/N. Self indulgent Itto smut. Literally no plot, sometimes I just want him to brainlessly fuck

Itto has the fattest balls full of cum, and a high libido to match. Once he’s horny, it’s like any thoughts leave his head until all he can think about is fucking his cum into you. He eats you out, getting you nice and wet for him and spreading your pussy just to see you clench around nothing. It has him dripping in his pants, a wet stain visible where the fat tip of his cock rests against it. When he knows you’re nice and ready for him, begging him to fuck you dumb, he finally takes himself out of his pants. He lets you touch him, hissing as your hand works his precum around his length to make the ease into you painless. And it proves to be unnecessary as you hear a wet ‘squelch’ when his tip pops inside, making you clench. Itto moans at the feeling, pausing to relish in it but then he imagines his entire cock being surrounded by that wet heat and he's bottoming out. The kiss he gives you is more teeth than tongue, messy as he licks and sucks. He’s whimpering into your mouth as he starts to buck his hips into you, muscles flexing as he starts a punishing pace.

He makes you feel so small with the way he absolutely manhandles you into the position he wants, grunting out every time you try to move and pinning you down. It feels so good. You don’t have to think but to let Itto bully his fat cock into you over and over, to feel his hand groping you everywhere, his mouth kissing and biting and sucking every inch of skin he can. He can only stutter out broken sentences of how he feels so good, whining about how you’re so warm and wet, dirty things that make your pussy clench around his fat cock. The squeeze makes Itto thrust into you all the way, cock nudging against something that has you seeing stars as he fucks a fat load of cum into you. He stares at your cunt when he pulls out to watch the dribble of his thick cum leaking out of you and it has him raring to go again. Rest assured that Itto won’t be satiated until you’re both too stupid to think and too tired to move.

#honii nsfw genshin #honii nsfw itto #genshin smut #itto x reader #itto smut #genshin x reader #genshin impact smut

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honiidew · 2 years

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Knight in Shining Armor

♡ Poor reader has a bug crawl on them, but not to worry, Kaeya to the rescue! Well, he might be a little late but he’s good for comfort too!

CW. Brief bug descriptions, Gender Neutral Reader, Reader is shorter than Kaeya

AN. This one. Actually happened. I needed to cope with the fact a bug fr crawled on me and imagined this scenario 😭

As soon as he hears the yell, Kaeya is running into the room, a hard look on his face and weapon drawn. Had you been paying attention, it would've been a scary sight, but instead you’re stomping at the ground, focused on trying to hit something. Kaeya scans the room for any sign of an intruder, quickly making his way over to you when he doesn't spot anything. He's surprised when you hug him, shaking and rambling about something he can't quite understand. He's quick to put a protective arm around you, weapon dissolving away once he's satisfied that there was no immediate danger.

He asks you what's wrong, face melting into something soft as he properly wraps his arms around you in a hug. Your incoherent mumbles have him smiling in fondness, but his hands on your shoulders pull you away slightly to hear you better. You explain how a big bug had crawled on you, managing to make it under your sleeve before you were able to fling it off, recounting the feeling of its barbed legs rubbing against you. You shudder as you recall the barely minute long event, pointing at the dead bug on the floor. Kaeya runs his fingers through your hair as he chuckles at your story, pulling you back into him as he rubs your back.

"And you still managed to kill it, how brave. Didn’t even need my help." You whine, murmuring how it would’ve been better if he had been there to get rid of the bug for you. You rest your face on his chest as you tell him about how gross it felt, swearing that when you hit it on your arm, there was a foul smell. He checks your arms for you, fingers tickling them as he reports back that he didn't see any gross goop on you.

"But, we can still take a bath and I'll make sure to scrub you clean." He says with mirth, and you can practically see the mischievous grin on his face despite not looking at him. You groan but agree to the arrangement, wanting any sort of distraction from the unfortunate event. And you don’t notice it, but as your shadows cross the presumed dead bug on the floor, one of its legs twitches. As quickly and discreetly as he can, Kaeya freezes it over, glaring at it as if to dare it to get up from that. Hand on your lower back, he ushers you out of the room, set on calming your worried mind.

#honii fluff #honii sfw genshin #honii sfw kaeya #kaeya x reader #genshin x reader #genshin impact x reader #genshin imagines #genshin fluff #kaeya fluff

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honiidew · 2 years

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Guilty Pleasures

♡ Pervert!Lisa’s guilty pleasures when it comes to the Reader <3

CW. Gender Neutral Reader, Pervert Behavior [Staring Indecently, Inappropriate Touching/Thinking of Reader], Masturbation, Borderline Possessive

A/N. I did not expect this one to get this long, and in hindsight re-reading this, this is morally dubious on Lisa’s side 😭 also I definitely almost forgot to upload this today I GOT VERY DISTRACTED AAA

Pervert!Lisa who’s an expert in keeping her wandering eyes a secret from you. But trust that when you aren’t paying attention, her gaze is glued to your ass, heated eyes racking up and down your figure. She undresses you slowly in her mind, taking your clothes off piece by piece. It has her mind racing, imagining scenarios pulled straight from her smutty novels, ones where you eat her out right in the library. And the only evidence you see is a light blush on her face as she peeks over her book when you ask her for help. Something about a volume on an obscure alchemic subject. She’s so kind to you as she leads you to the correct shelf; you would never guess that under her dress, she’s soaking wet.

If a particular book you’re looking for is on the top shelf, Lisa gives you the pleasure of using the rolling ladder. She claims that it’s only an honor she gives you for being so thoughtful of her books, always bringing them back in perfect condition and always on time. But really, she’s relishing in the view you offer her; a perfect upshot view of your body. It has her salivating, committing every detail to memory, almost swearing that she could see your sex pressing against your tight clothes. And when you climb down, Lisa is fanning herself and complaining about the heat in the library; you suppose it is a bit warm, and Lisa is joking, “If only we could just take our clothes off.”

Pervert!Lisa is sly with her touches, hand lingering just a second too long, a squeeze on the arm, but nothing you would think is out of the ordinary. Sure, there may be times when there's an ‘accidental’ touch of your ass or chest, but that’s only because of the way you bumped into each other! Lisa always apologizes and invites you to tea as compensation, how sweet! But really, she’s just doing it to get more material for her late night musings. She loves to watch your hands and your mouth, listens attentively to your moans of delight at the delicious pastries. Reimagines the memory of your tongue licking up sauce as her slick instead, moaning not for the cake but for the taste of her pussy.

Pervert!Lisa tries to purposefully rile you up. She’ll subtly draw attention to the dirty book she’s reading, holding it up so you’re able to read the title. Gets so distracted with her work that she ‘accidentally’ leaves the book open to a particularly raunchy scene. If she sees you reading a passage and fluster at its contents, she doesn’t mention it. She delights in the timid way you approach her with an armful of books; at first glance, all business, but she’s spotted the pretty title of one of her favorite ‘special’ novels. She keeps quiet about it, not wanting you to get scared of checking out another lewd book, just gives you a little sly look before she’s sending you on your way.

That night and many nights after, she imagines you reading it, getting all hot and bothered until your hand starts going lower and lower down your body. She hopes you’re touching yourself at the same time she is; hopes that you’re imagining her there with you. Lisa certainly keeps you in her mind during these late night sessions, imagining the pillow she's furiously humping into is you as you beg to be fucked brainless. And the next time you come into the library to return the book, all nerves and awkward gazes, she knows you definitely got off to it. She assures you she will never speak of your guilty reading pleasures, and you would assume it was because that’s what a friend would do, right? But really, Lisa doesn’t want anyone else to know this dirty secret of yours. It makes it that more exciting to her that she’s the only one who knows something so intimate.

#honii smut genshin #honii stings #genshin x reader #genshin smut #lisa minci #honii smut lisa

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honiidew · 2 years

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Can you do a thing where reader is physically on the fluffier side and kinda tall and just wants to be picked up and held by Itto please?

I have a craving.

YES of course I can do that for you! This one was so fun to write, Itto would be the best at giving hugs for sure 😭 I hope you like!

CW. Gender Neutral Reader, No Gendered Nicknames, Fluff, Beetle Mention, Reader is on the Taller Side and Chubby

Itto pulled you by your hand, practically dragging you excitedly to another potential bug hunting spot. You always found it endearing how animated he got for his bug battles, passionate even for hunting down the beetles. Spotting a knocked over log, he exclaimed loudly that he could feel a strong beetle laying under it. He let go of your hand, scurrying over to the log and you took the opportunity to sit on the stump of the fallen tree.

It’d been a long day of walking and exploring, and while Itto seemed to have more than enough energy to spare, you needed a moment to catch your breath. It had been easy to keep up with him at first, just some inches shorter than him but still able to match his stride, but Itto’s endurance was far greater than your own. Finally able to rest, you watched him, surprise coloring your face as he easily picked up the fallen log. Itto certainly had more energy, and the strength to match, no doubt about it.

His boisterous voice resounded in the small clearing as he shouted that he saw a beetle, and a familiar warmth bloomed in your chest at how cute he was. You were more than happy when he had invited you to go beetle hunting with him, even more ecstatic when he held your hand to lead you this way and that, but now you found that you wanted to be hugged and picked up by him. You had no doubt he’d be able to, watching as he threw the log over one shoulder, somehow able to squat down to get a better look at the ground, even with that added weight. Anyways, you’d be much better to carry than that hard thing; you wondered if Itto liked hugging you, much softer than he was, with soft chub where he had hard muscle.

You envied the stupid log he was lugging around, watching as he set it down gently to paw at the ground and pick something up. He twirled to face you, beetle firmly in his hand as he held it up for you to see. But it seemed that Itto was quick to see your pout, even as you tried to swiftly hide it with a grin. His own face fell even as you tried to convince him that you were fine, just deep in thought, but he was already putting away the beetle and pulling you up. With his hands on your shoulders, he gave you his best puppy dog eyes, begging you to tell him what was wrong. You were stammering, trying to think of any other reason to give him that could be believable, but before you knew it, Itto was drawing you into his arms in a tight embrace.

It was like the gods themselves answered your wishes, and you were no fool to turn your nose at this opportunity. You melted into his hold, his strength easily holding you up. He smelled of petrichor, no doubt from the fallen log, his earthy smell soothing you. “Ya know you can tell me if I'm boring you right? I don’t want you to think I’m lame and only doing stuff I like, we can do stuff you like too!” That had your eyes flying open. “That’s not it!” Your face felt hot as you blurted out that you just wanted him to hug and hold you.

You wanted the earth to swallow you up as he pulled away from you, but instead of the confused face you were expecting, Itto was beaming. “Huh? Well ya coulda just asked, I’ll never say no to a hug from you, y’know!” And he was barreling back into you, arms encircling you and lifting you in his excitement. Your own arms scrambled to secure themselves around his neck, but as you thought, Itto didn’t even break a sweat picking you up. He held onto you, letting you cling to him as he relished in your warmth. And even when he set you down, he still grabbed your hand and grinned at you, promising that he was going to bug you a lot more with countless hugs.

#honii icymi

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honiidew · 2 years

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DUST THIS IS AMAZINGG WAAAH [sounds of my heart shattering]

Immortal Love

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Summary: Zhongli is troubled by some thoughts that are keeping him awake, lucky for him, he has you.

Pairing: Zhongli x (gn!) Reader

Tags: Angst to comfort, very domestic setting and fluff towards the end, Zhongli is having a bit of an existential crisis, Reader picks him up again and reassures him

A/N: The Zhongli brainworms are kicking in again recently so I had to drabble something for him because he is amazing. Shoutouts to @lychniis and @zhongrin for fuelling my Zhongli brainrot more again recently. Definitely check them out, too!! (I know you're not on my taglist so I hope you don't mind the tag x.x)

Zhongli shifted on the bed unable to find rest. No matter how hard he tried, sleep simply wouldn’t find him tonight because of the endless thoughts that had been plaguing him. So he lay awake, turning to the side, so he could watch the steady rise and fall of your chest and listened to your calm breathing and occasional huffs as you slept peacefully. A fresh breeze wafted through the open window and past the curtains in your shared bedroom. He saw goosebumps rise on your arms before you curled into your blanket more with a satisfied hum in your sleep.

The moonlight from outside the window, shone through a crack in the curtains and landed on your form in a way that perfectly illuminated your features, wrapping you in an ethereal veil of liquid silver, that was contrasted by the molten amber-gold of his irises which continuously wandered over your sleeping form.

He softly placed his hand over yours, carefully tracing patterns over the back of your palm with his thumb and feeling your warmth under his touch, prompting you to smile in your sleep.

As he watched you lie there so peacefully, his heart suddenly grew heavy again, when the dim light revealed the fresh scar on your shoulder that had been caused by a wound which had been inflicted during one of your commissions for the Adventurer’s Guild not too long ago.

You had shrugged it off as nothing and had simply put a bandage over it with a nonchalant smile but Zhongli just couldn’t help but worry and be reminded how he could lose you in just the blink of an eye. He worried every time you got hurt, every time you fell ill and every time a wound healed again, letting him know again and again that your time was running out and he was yet another step closer to losing you. He often had to remind himself that you were still there, right now, by his side, so his worries and his heartache were unjustified, yet he knew, you were mortal and he was not.

He wanted nothing more than to spend eternity with you, until bedrock turns to dust and until the sea dries out, but unlike his, your time on this world was finite and he was painfully aware that you didn’t have forever.

He had already lost so much in his life, one would assume he is used to it by now, but he was not, every time he had lost a big hole had been left in his heart, one that could never be filled again, for the person that filled it before was gone. And despite having to endure so much loss and grief before, never had he feared losing anything as much as he did losing you. Whenever it would happen, there was nothing that could ever prepare him to lose his anchor, his shield… the light of his life.

Day in and day out he was reminded of your fragility, of your mortality, of the things in this world that could potentially steal you away from him finitely, and there was nothing he could do about it. An illuminated being, a god like him, entirely powerless about the natural flow of life and it pained him more than anything he had ever experienced or was able to comprehend.

He suddenly felt hot tears spill and stream down his cheek, dampening the pillow he was resting his head on, as he lifted his hand to cup your cheek gently in your sleep. He could faintly feel your steady heartbeat under his palm and the warmth radiating off your body. You are still here.

You suddenly stirred in your sleep and drowsily opened your eyes, looking at him and smiling at him adoringly, nuzzling your cheek further into his hand.

"Hey. Are you still awake?", you croaked sleepily, equally reaching your hand out to cup his face, suddenly feeling the dampness of his tear stained cheeks under your fingers.

"What's wrong?", you asked worriedly, gently brushing some of his brown locks out of his face with your finger.

"I don't want to lose you.", he said, his shaky voice barely even above a whisper.

"Hey, hey… what’s with this all of a sudden? I have no plans to leave, love.", you reassured, placing soft kisses on his nose and forehead and kissing his tears away, giving him a loving smile.

“One day you will be forced to.”, he wept softly. And at that moment you began to understand what it was, that was keeping him awake and it made your heart painfully clench in your chest, wanting nothing more than to kiss his sorrows away and telling him that everything will be alright.

“Hey, listen! No matter what happens, I’ll always be here.”, you emphasized as you placed your palm over his chest where his heart was, feeling the steady beat of it under your palm. “Okay?”

"If this is a contract, you better not break it."

"I wouldn't dream of it."

You cuddled closer to him, burying your head in his chest, listening to his steady heartbeat and engulfed yourself in his warm embrace before drifting off into sleep once more. With the arm he placed over your waist he pulled you a little closer and placed a tender kiss on the crown of your head, closing his eyes as well.

It was no use to dwell on things of the future in the present, because all it would do was ruin the precious time he had with you and he’d do everything in his capability to show you just how much he loved you in the time you had together and make the best of it.

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#IM WAILINGNNG #the second paragraph was so beautiful and then i get hit with the ANGST #LORD HELP ME IT HIT SO HARD #i think he would absolutely have a crisis about his mortal lover dying #but i also know he would honor them and hold them in his memory forever #:( he makes me so soft #honii recommends

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honiidew · 2 years

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How They...

♡ How Genshin men fuck you ft. Kaeya, Childe, Diluc, and Zhongli

CW. AFAB Reader [Pussy and Cunt Used], no gendered nicknames

A/N. Yah I kept thinking about Kaeya but then I was like I gotta give some loving to my other guys

Kaeya loves his sex messy. He wants to be whimpering into your mouth, tongue down your throat as he ruts his cock into your g-spot, making you shake from pleasure. He craves to see you with tears in your eyes, to hear the squelch of your pussy squeezing his cock as he fucks the slick out of you. To have it covering his lower half as he grinds his pelvis against your clit, pushing you over the edge again and making more of a mess between your thighs. He’s messy with the kisses he lays across your neck, tongue tasting skin before he's sinking his teeth into you. Kaeya absolutely aims to have the both of you stupid from pleasure, to be so spent that he collapses on top of you with his hips shaking against yours, trying pitifully to milk one last orgasm out of you. Just thinking about it makes his cock weep copious amounts of pre, straining in his pants and wishing for the warmth of your pussy.

Childe fucks you like he’s trying to win something. He likes it when you pretend to try to break your hands free from his hold as he pins you down, loves to hear your whimpers as he bites and licks down your body. He’s filthy with the things he says, promising to break you in the most carnal ways possible. But the second he feels your warmth envelope him, he’s whining into your neck and bucking into you. His pace is relentless, never faltering as he fucks the entire length of his cock into your quivering cunt, tormenting your g-spot with every stroke. He lets go of your wrists in favor of pinching at your nipples, groaning when he feels your nails sink into his back. It has him breathless, rewarding you with messy rubs to your clit until your pussy is fluttering around him. But even so, he’ll fuck you through your orgasm until he’s burying himself into you, milking himself with your pussy.

Diluc likes to have slow sex where he makes sure you feel every drag of his thick cock in you. To push and pull into you, from the very tip of his cock all the way down to the base, his heavy balls pressed against you. He’s steady with the touches he gives you, firm as you feel him grope at your chest then your ass. Hot puffs of air hitting your neck with each groan and moan he lets out, praises falling from his mouth like a river. He loves the squeeze of your pussy when he touches your clit, rubbing at the bud until you're cumming around him and strangling his shaft. He’ll always push himself to the hilt, his tip rubbing against your g-spot and prolonging your orgasm until his own comes crashing down. He pumps you full, pressing wet kisses along your chest and neck and breathing out how good you are for him.

Zhongli has to be as close as possible to you during sex, chest to chest or draped across your back as he pushes into you. So close you feel his moans rumble deep in his chest, mouth latched on your nipple or neck as he decorates you with his markings. He always has both hands on you, groping, touching, and teasing everywhere he can, drawing mewls and whimpers from you. Hands holding your legs up as he splits your poor pussy open, squeezing your thighs before falling down to interlace his fingers with yours. With every snap of his hips against yours, his pelvis rubs against your aching clit, and he lets his praises fall unfiltered as you unravel under him. He worships your body, giving as much pleasure as he’s taking, as he drives into you until you’re shaking and incoherent.

#honii smut genshin #honii smut kaeya #honii smut childe #honii smut diluc #honii smut zhongli #genshin x reader #genshin smut #kaeya x reader #childe x reader #diluc x reader #zhongli x reader

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honiidew · 2 years

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It’s Too Late

♡ You wanted you’re reunion with Thoma to be cheerful, a reliving of your childhoods when things were simpler and all you had to worry about was not making your crush on him obvious. [You didn’t know it, but Thoma had the same worries, not wanting to make a fool of himself in front of you.] But with so much time gone past, feelings change. Or rather, yours have, while Thomas haven't.

C/W. Angst, no happy ending </3 Gender Neutral Reader

A/N. I wrote this last year during early Inazuma, I just didn’t know I had actually finished it and never posted it anywhere so here it is!

“I brought you your favorites! Well, I tried my best anyway.” Thoma rubs the back of his head sheepishly, presenting you with a simple looking box; a single dried cecelia adorns its front. You recognize it almost immediately, recollections of your childhood flooding back. Memories with Thoma. Your heart yearns for a moment, missing those sun filled days full of laughter with him. Missing the affection you had for him.

“It’s still tough to get your hands on anything that’s not from Inazuma but I lucked out! Ha, well, I hope you like them!” You gingerly take the box in your hands, already knowing what sweet treat was inside; it used to be your favorite, but you found yourself liking it less and less as the years went by. But Thoma wouldn’t have known that. He couldn’t have known, being away from Mondstadt for so long. You offer him a smile, thanking him quietly for the treats but not bothering to open the box to try one. Bad move, you think as you see Thoma’s smile falter. He recovers quickly, clearing his throat, “And, one more thing!”

He produces a bouquet, pretty blood red flowers enveloped in a rich, brown paper that compliments the blooms. “I was going for windwheel asters, but, well, they never usually make the trip to Inazuma. I thought these dendrobiums looked close enough, figured you might like them as much as you like windwheel asters maybe…” He trails off, seeming to get nervous again as he offers the flowers to you. It’s sweet, how he’s trying to make you feel welcome. You hope that’s all it is; he was always so sweet. At least that was unchanged.

Again, you take his gift in hand, gently holding the bouquet in your grasp. You can’t help but admire the blooms; they’re much bolder than windwheel asters, and they have a light scent where asters don’t, but you appreciate them nonetheless. “They’re beautiful, Thoma. Thank you.” You say genuinely, smiling at him. And you don’t know it, but he thinks your smile is still the most precious thing in the world, that he missed seeing it everyday and that he missed you and. Gods. He is still so in love with you. Then, he realizes that you’re staring and that he’s just staring and he feels a flush creep up on him. He has to say something, anything, and he blurts the first thing he can,

“You know, you’re still just as attractive as I remember.” Both of your eyes widen at the sudden statement; his, in mortification at the confession, and yours in shock; surely, he still didn’t feel anything for you, right? It had been so long since you were both children. So long since he had disappeared, countless months of missing him until you eventually no longer thought of him. You feel shame well in you at the thought. Were you still lingering in his thoughts all the way out here?

“Actually…” He chuckles, his body language turning shy again. “I’ve been wanting to tell you something since you came to Inazuma.” His eyes meet yours, so hopeful. You feel a pit of dread in your stomach. You search inside yourself, trying to find that flame you used to have for him. Nothing wells up in you the way it so clearly does for Thoma.

“We used to spend practically every day together. Spending so much time with you and then suddenly getting ripped apart from you...it made me realize something.”

“Thoma...please don’t...”

And you see the way his Adam's apple bobs when he swallows, his eyes shining far more than normal and your heart aches for him. And you hold out hope, wishing to yourself that he isn’t about to say what you’re thinking he will. But Thoma’s looking away, red in the face and hands clenched and all you can do is wait for the words you know he’s going to say.

“I just…wanted to say that I still love you.” And there it is. Even expecting the confession, you didn’t expect him to say love. Despite yourself, your heart stutters when he says that. Love. He had really loved you all those years ago? He still loves you? And you’re wishing again, wishing that this was happening back when he was in Mondstadt, back when you had loved him. How cruel of fate. You want to laugh, cry, scream that this isn’t what you wanted, never how you envisioned him confessing to you. You thought you would love him forever; that you had forever. What do you say? How do you react? You stand frozen in front of him.

Before you know it, the window of opportunity to say something closes and you see the way Thoma deflates at your silence. He grows smaller somehow, retreating into himself and when you look into his glossy eyes, it’s like you can see his heart shattering. All you can do is whisper out an apology, and despite trying to say it so softly, it cuts through the silence, piercing it in finality.

“No. No, it’s been so long, I don't expect you to reciprocate, I just thought...I should let you know.” His gifts feel heavy in your arms. You think you want to cry, but why should you when he was the one who presented himself so honestly to you?

“I hope you don’t mind if I cut our meeting short? I’ll be sure to still pay for your tab at Uyuu, I just…I think I need some time. I promise to see you off, though!” And he’s still so nice and it’s so obvious he’s just trying to keep it together and all you can do is numbly nod.

“I’m sorry…” But all it seems to do is hurt him more. His smile is sad before he turns to leave. You can only stare at his back, wishing that you could force yourself to love him back. Oh, how you wish things had gone differently.

#honii sfw thoma #honii sfw genshin #honii angst #thoma x reader #genshin x reader #thoma genshin #thoma genshin impact #genshin angst #thoma angst

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Hiiii! :3

Wanted to scoot into your asks real quick to thank you for what you've written in the tags on my most recent work. It really meant a lot!

Used the opportunity to throw a follow back at you - excited to be moots with you 😊💕

Also hope you don't mind the ask because I'm shy and don't want to bother people. Trying to step out of my comfort zone to interact and I don't know how and now I'm rambling sksljsksjk...

OF COURSE, ik i get very excited whenever i see comments in tags so i like to do the same for fellow writers! And i totally don't mind asks at all, I'm super happy to talk to anyone, especially moots 😚 excited to be mutuals with you too, i love your writing!! i recommend anyone looking for a dose of fluff to please check her out, i love the dad headcanons you did 🥺

#honii answers #honii mail: dustofthedailylife #i recomment any readers to leave nice comments #we really super appreciate it!#and def check out dust!!

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Hiii.. i was wondering if.. i could request Xiao being a dad?? although hes how he is, i feel like he would be a really good one :(( so loving and protecting!! you dont have to ofc, just out there <3

Could i be ☁️ anon?

a/n: hiiiii my first emoji anon omg!! ofc you can ☁️ anon, i’m happy to have you, let’s stay in touch! :0) i hope you like this!!

❝ what is xiao as a dad like? ❞

fem!reader ˖* 1,188 words ˖* reader is mentioned as being previously pregnant, pregnancy themes, lemme know if there are any other warnings i should list! ˖*

𖦹 nothing had felt more right in xiao’s life than when you two welcomed a daughter together on an early spring morning. things just seemed to fall into place in the yaksha’s life upon her arrival. the same wind that brought about vibrance and rejuvenation to liyue after a harsh winter also brought you and xiao the joy you’d cherish for the rest of your lives. you named her meiying, meaning “beautiful flower,” a graceful name, befitting of your spring baby <3

𖦹 during your pregnancy, xiao felt scrambled, to say the least. he was either seen intently guarding your side, attending to your every need, or he distanced himself from you as much as he could. these polarizing moods of his often made you teary-eyed (your pregnancy hormones REALLY not helping matters), but you knew he was only TERRIFIED of hurting you, the new life inside of you, or even worse, the both of you together. he couldn't bear to lose either of you, and it took the entire duration of your pregnancy to coax xiao into comfortably settling around you and your bump <3

𖦹 however, as soon as the baby was born, it felt like much of the progress was erased. your beautiful daughter laid in your arms, silently admiring her. she was xiao’s spitting image. so far you could tell she inherited xiao’s exquisite gold eyes, and the dark teal tufts at the top of her head indicated that she had adopted his hair color as well. the other adepti were fiercely protective of the little one, cloud retainer often joking that while little meiying looked exactly like her father, she hoped she would carry your much more agreeable personality (xiao was Not Amused.)

𖦹 often, xiao would linger in the doorway of the nursery while she slept, working up the courage to step inside, but ultimately too fearful of crossing the threshold of the cozy room he insisted on putting together, complete with every protective adeptal amulet imaginable. while you badly wanted to see xiao be more fatherly with her, you knew it would take him longer than most new parents to shake off his nerves.

𖦹 even though he had a reason to be heavily concerned with his karmic debt and all, the years spent with him and his ever-gentle demeanor gave you full confidence that bby meiying would be alright, you knew so. you also knew he really loved your daughter despite his distance, and was secretly dying to hold her and rock her to sleep and kiss her chubby cheeks🥺 at this conclusion, you could not allow xiao’s fear stand in the way of him becoming the endearing father he was so clearly meant to be

𖦹 of course this means devising a simple little plan to get xiao to finally interact with your daughter. it just so happens that ganyu is requesting your presence immediately!! oh no!! it looks like your daughter can only be left in xiao’s care for the afternoon! :) :)

𖦹 xiao, as apprehensive as he was from the moment you left, was ultimately unable to resist your baby’s coos and babbles for him. as he ventures past the doorway, he holds his breath as if he was waiting for his karmic debt to stir— yet all that changes is that his daughter is making grabby hands at him, clearly delighted in finally having his full attention <3

𖦹 you come back to see meiying fast asleep in his lap, xiao’s arms wrapped protectively around the bby as she slumbers the afternoon away. the adeptus is happy to keep watch, content to spend a peaceful, breezy afternoon with her in his embrace, staying alert should his daughter need anything. you were overjoyed, and xiao couldn’t help but pat the space next to him, wanting nothing more than cuddles from his little family in that moment <3

hehe now for the fun stuff!

𖦹 bby adores xiao’s anemo abilities!! specifically toys that require him to use it, such as kites and pinwheels, and who is he to deny his daughter of a fun time?

𖦹 picnics on mt. aocang, xiao ofc making sure his daughter gets NOWHERE near the ledge! as you and bby meiying splash around in the cool water (shhh cloud retainer doesn’t mind she loves yall) he takes this moment of serenity to bask in how lucky he truly is. alatus’ first savior was morax. to morax he owed his life, yet little did he know he’d be saved once again by you. becoming your lover, sticking by your side and becoming a father gave him purpose— this was all he needed. once used as a weapon of mass destruction, loving and being loved in return often felt surreal. if this all ended up being a dream, he sure hoped he wouldn’t have to wake up from it.

SORRY THAT GOT A LITTLE ANGSTY WOW. anyway :D !

𖦹 you’d have to be in charge of meiying’s diet because this man will deadass spoonfeed her an entire plate of almond tofu before you have to take it away from him and explain that although her little claps indicate that her tastebuds are clearly delighted, babies aren't exactly advised to consume so much sugar in a single sitting and he's CRUSHED LIKE WDYM MY BABY CANT ENJOY MY FAVORITE SNACK…but because he wants his daughter to be happy and healthy above all else he’s more worried that his ignorance caused her harm :( leave it up to you and meiying to reassure him with countless kisses!

𖦹 i think later on, disciplining her would be more up to you as well, since you’re the only human he really interacts with, he doesn't have much childcare knowledge to go off of. that being said, he fully trusts and supports whatever decision you make! you guys are a team after all!

𖦹 xiao being 100% endeared by watching you and your daughter goof off and giggling together on the balcony of wangshu inn during playtime, scheming together to hopefully get xiao to join your fun

𖦹 zhongli gifts you two a little baby swing that is able to hang from a tree, and it’s hilarious seeing xiao make sure it’s secure for the millionth time before gentlyyy swinging little meiying inside :’)

𖦹 speaking of zhongli, an easy smile settles on the former archon’s face in knowing that you and meiying bring out a softer side in xiao. he loves visiting, and it goes without saying that xiao fully trusts his daughter around him. if childe accompanies him though? sorry to the ginger, but he’s totally getting the door slammed in his face 😭

𖦹 i knowwwww for a fact that he loves tucking her into her little crib 🥺 he feels at peace seeing that she’s all comfy and safe and sleepy before he goes to purge liyue of its various evil entities for the night, making sure to give you a kiss before he’s off, telling you “the little blossom is sound asleep, you should follow suit. i love you. i’ll see you when the sun rises.” and unable to resist giving you one last peck after seeing you smile before disappearing into the night.

this turned out way longer than i anticipated, i hope it was an enjoyable read <3

#honii recommends #THIS IS SO SWEET #xiao deserves a sweet and calm life </3 #i want him to be happy so bad #he would absolutely adore his daughter #🥺

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Rejecting you was my first mistake

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Summary: They harshly reject you before realizing later on that they had feelings for you all along... only that you have already turned over a new leaf.

Pairings: Ayato, Kaeya, Xiao, Alhaitham x (gn!) Reader - [separate]

Tags: Angst, Hurt/no comfort

A/N: Hi peeps! I'm back with some new writing. Perfect for the gloomy fall season I deliver you some angst that a nonnie requested. I also added Alhaitham despite not being in the request. This is my first time writing for him (and it's angst, haha! He'll also get some fluff soon, I promise!)

AYATO

You looked below yourself and started drawing circles in the sand on the beach you were sitting on with Ayato. Your heart painfully clenched in your chest as you were unsure whether or not now was the right time to pour your heart out to the man by your side. Would he feel the same or would it end up ruining the friendship you’ve had since your childhood days?

“What is troubling you?” There really was nothing you could hide from him, could you?

“Nothing.”, you attempted to reassure him but he didn't seem convinced and raised an eyebrow with a worry flaring up in his lavender eyes. You sighed deeply, your mind and heart starting to race one hundred miles per hour while trying to gather all your courage.

“Ayato, I… I think I have feelings for you.”

“Oh.”

A small frown played around his lips that looked more like he was pitying you as you could feel how your heart shattered into a million pieces. A mind numbing silence followed your confession that almost drove you insane.

“Oh? That is all you have to say?”

“I’m sorry... I won’t be able to give you the reply you’re hoping for but I do not reciprocate your feelings, I see you as part of my family. I've actually been meaning to tell you today, that I’m going to be wed soon”

“... a wedding?”, you asked in disbelief with a quivering voice.

“It has not been officially announced yet, but she is from an allied clan and it was my father’s dying wish that I’d marry her.”

You turned your face away from him, not wanting him to see how his words had crushed even the last bit of hope you've ever had. You could feel tears stinging at the corners of your eyes and a painful lump forming in your throat as you got up from where you were sitting, kicking off the sand that stuck to your clothes.

“Do you love her?”, you asked with a shaky voice, waiting for his answer.

“I will.”, he replied after a short moment of hesitation, as if he was looking for the right words in order to not wound you more than he already had, oblivious to the fact that your heart was already beyond repair.

You nodded in acceptance before you started to walk away without looking back, feeling his pitying stare burn into the back of your head.

Weeks became months and months soon became years but he never saw you again since that day on the beach. You didn’t attend his wedding either, that he had attempted to invite you to again via numerous letters. But every letter he sent to you or spontaneous visits to your home, stayed unanswered until he ultimately decided to leave you alone to allow your broken heart to heal at its own pace.

It wasn’t until he found a letter addressed to him on his desk one day that made reality suddenly crash down on him.

Dear Lord Kamisato,

I am truly sorry that I did neither reach out for a long time nor that I could deliver this message to you in person. Shortly after our talk at the beach back then I realized that I needed to change something about my life and decided to leave Inazuma for good. By the time you will receive this letter I am already long gone.

I had realized that I needed to stop chasing impossible dreams and start focusing on my own goals in life and I knew that wouldn’t have been possible if my feelings for you kept being an obstacle. It felt like I was drowning in a deep ocean, trying to reach the surface in order to be able to breathe again, but no matter how hard I struggled, it felt like it kept moving further and further away from me. Thus I took the next ship to Liyue and started to build a new life there. You’ll be happy to hear that I even met a lovely man that I married not too long ago.

I’m sorry I could not attend your wedding and I often miss the days where we hung out to talk or played chess together. I hope that things have gone well on your end and that you’re happy and doing well where you’re at now.

With Love,

Your old friend

He gingerly put the letter back on the table in front of him, tracing your penmanship with his finger as if he intended to feel your presence through it under his fingertips for one last time. He harshly bit his lip and felt a single tear rolling down his cheek. He wondered why your words caused him such intense grief all of a sudden.

It wasn’t until his eyes landed on the photo of him and his wife on his wedding day that he began to realize and regret surged over him like a tidal wave.

Back on that day on the beach he told you he would get married, he told you he would love her and he told you he doesn’t love you the same way you loved him. So why was it that only now he realized that it was you, that it had always been you who he had been in love with all along? He had been a coward and pushed you away. Now you are gone, building a family on your own, far away from him, while he is trapped in a loveless marriage with a woman he has nothing in common with.

He had lied to himself all these years, convincing himself that he was happy with the way things were now - but the cold hard truth was that he could not be happy if it wasn’t with you.

KAEYA

“And I won, again!”, Kaeya snickered, throwing his playing cards on the table triumphantly before downing the rest of his wine in one sip. It had been a cheerful evening that you and him spent together at the Tavern after work and you’d feel great if only it wasn’t for your crush on the Cavalry Captain which increasingly pushed itself in the foreground on your mind.

“I give up, you beat me! Drinks are on me tonight”, you chuckled and lifted your hands up in defeat before going to order another round of drinks for you.

Kaeya watched as you walked over to the bar, conversing with the familiar bard who seemed to be quite fond of the wine as well and often kept hanging around the Tavern. He watched as the young bard threw a quick glance over his way before leaning in closer to you and whispering something in your ear that seemed to fluster you quite a bit, making you shake your head quickly.

“Got a love confession from the little bard over there, sweetheart?”, Kaeya teased as you arrived back at the table with the drinks.

“No, no, nothing like that. Nothing important.”, you reassured him, but deep down you hoped that what Kaeya had just asked was a small sign that he was interested in you as well.

As the evening drew to a close, Kaeya and you walked home together until you stood in front of your door. The moment you took the doorknob in your hand you suddenly turned around again with newfound courage, determined to spill your hearts content out to Kaeya.

“Alright, here we are. See you tomorrow! We can–”

“Kaeya, wait…”, you interrupted him and grabbed his hand before he could leave. “Remember when the bard told me something earlier?”

“Yeah, I do. Need any love advice from yours truly?”, Kaeya teased.

“Kaeya, please. This is not about him… but about something he told me, or rather about something he told me to do.”

“Are you in trouble?”

“Tch, that’s one way to put it… Kaeya, listen, I think – no, I’ve realized you’re more to me than just a friend. I–I I have feelings for you.”

A long silence followed your confession. His expression remained unreadable until he eventually pulled his hand out of yours again, placing it over his stomach and starting to laugh. Your heart painfully clenched at the sound of his laughter echoing in your ears.

“Hahaha, sweetheart. I think you had a bit too much to drink tonight.” He remarked and patted your cheek with an amused expression, wiping a tear out of the corner of his eye.

“I only drank grape juice, Kaeya!”, you exclaimed, slapping his hand away in frustration. “I meant what I said.”

“Oh.”, he pauses, his amused expression replaced with one that essentially told you everything you needed to know. He did not feel the same way about you.

“You actually like me?”

“I do… quite ironic, huh? The first time I ever fall in love, it’s with the only person who doesn’t love me back.”, you directed your gaze at the ground, feeling tears prick at the corners of your eyes as you desperately tried to swallow them down.

“I-I guess I’ll leave you be… goodnight. See you tomorrow, maybe…” He turned around, quickly waving you goodbye and leaving you heartbroken.

In the following weeks he noticed that you were purposefully avoiding him but he couldn’t blame you for it. He tried to act as he normally would when he ran into you, in the hopes that things would go back to how they were before that night, but they never did. In fact the more he tried to act normal, the more he felt like you were pushing him away, until you ultimately came to his office, handing him your letter of resignation telling him that you couldn’t keep going as if nothing happened.

It wasn’t until he saw you walking around the Dawn Winery’s vineyard hand in hand with Diluc, when he was there for some official business of the Knights, that he felt something inside of him die. At first he shrugged it off as jealousy, until he wondered why he was jealous in the first place. He had told you he had no feelings for you, so why did he feel the way he did when he saw you so happy and in love with Diluc? Why was it only now that he realized that he was in love with you?

To shield himself, he had always been so used to lying and keeping his heart closed, even to the ones he loved, that he had become numb to its desires - running away from his own feelings, until it was too late.

In the end all he could do was ruin things and push people away. It’s what he was best at, it seems.

XIAO

Xiao and you had hung out at Wangshu Inn but as soon as you had gone home he found your backpack sitting on one of the chairs on the balcony. Surely you must’ve forgotten it.

He picked your backpack up before it slipped out of his grasp, spilling its contents on the floor. Among it was your diary which flipped open and landed face down on the ground.

Xiao let out an annoyed sigh as he picked up the things scattered across the floor until he picked up your diary and caught a glimpse of a page where you had sticked a picture of you and him together with some doodled hearts and a small note reading "One day I will tell him..." below it.

What did that have to mean?

As if prompted he spotted how your familiar figure appeared at the entrance to the balcony again. You halted the minute you saw him stand there, backpack on the floor with all your things scattered on the floor and your diary in his hand - opened. You could feel panic well up inside of your chest and your heart dropped heavily.

“What are you doing there, Xiao?”, you asked with unease in your voice. Had he seen the picture with your notes?

“I wanted to bring you your backpack, you’ve forgotten it. I accidentally dropped it… what does this have to mean? What will you tell me one day?”

He turned around, the opened book in his hand and your worst fears had become reality the moment you saw which page he had been looking at.

“Xiao, I–, archons why did you have to see this… I like you Xiao – a lot actually.”

He eyed you cautiously with an indecipherable expression in his eyes. Was it confusion, was it anger or maybe even lack of understanding? You couldn’t tell and the silence that followed your confession made your heart painfully contract in your chest.

“Why?”

“What do you mean, why?”

“Why would you want to tell me this? What made you think I’d ever feel the same way? I’m not capable of feeling this way towards you, or anyone.”

“It’s not like I chose to.” Your voice was nothing but a mere whisper at this point and the lump in your throat was painful. You took your last bit of strength to rip your diary out of his hands and quickly gathered your things that were still lying on the ground together and stuffed them into your backpack. You flung it over your shoulder and left the adeptus without looking back.

This was the last time Xiao talked to you. He convinced himself that he didn’t need anyone around anyway, he’d been alone for centuries already, he could do a couple more, that was until the Lantern Rite came around a year later.

He never had been the person to hang around big crowds and this year would be no different. He sat atop one of the buildings in the city, overlooking the harbor and watching the lanterns float into the night sky.

Suddenly his gaze found you in the large crowd at the pier and he watched you as you let your own lantern rise into the sky, but you weren’t alone. There was a man with you who kissed you tenderly as you stood there hand in hand, looking after your lantern with a big smile on your face.

Something inside of him stirred at the sight of you looking at another man with the same adoration you’ve had in your eyes for him back then. How often had you asked him if he had wanted to visit the Lantern Rite together with you as well and how often did you skip going because he refused to go?

The scene where you had left him on the balcony of Wangshu Inn when he had found your diary played in front of his inner eye again, evident hurt in your eyes, inflicted by his vicious words, when all you had ever shown and given him was your time and love. He had yet again been too stubborn to realize what his heart wanted and fell back into old patterns of pushing anyone away who got too close to him. Maybe he had been scared of what it would mean if he had admitted he had felt the same for you – in fact, he still felt the same. But you no longer did.

He had pushed you away and you found happiness with someone else. Someone more deserving of your love and he had no one to blame but himself for that.

ALHAITHAM

The day you found out you and Alhaitham had been assigned to the same research trip for the Akademiya, you had felt your heart do a little jump for joy in your chest. Both of you had started studying together at the Haravatat and occasionally had been working on group projects.

The trip itself started well, you had been sent to research and gather info on some carvings found in one of the ruins of King Deshret in the desert. You had set up camp at the oasis nearby and working with him was going smoothly, as it always did.

On the second day you decided to venture deeper into the ruins together to see if you'd find more inscriptions. As you took the lead you suddenly felt one of the tiles below your feet sink down and before you could react you felt a strong arm snatch around your waist, pulling you on the side. Once you came to again you found yourself lying atop of Alhaitham, your back pressed against his chest and his arm still around your waist, in front of you a pile of rubble that had fallen down from the ceiling.

"Careful, there are traps here.", he rationally mentioned. Maybe a bit too rational considering you could have died. You didn't give it much thought, also because you were way too distracted by the pounding of your heart in your chest, and you knew it wasn't because of the triggered trap that it was beating so loudly.

"Right…", you huffed breathlessly, before slowly trying to wiggle out of his grasp again. Had the placement of his arm been intentional or did you interpret too much into it? As your thoughts spiralled off you felt your cheeks heat up, looking down onto the ground in an attempt to hide your flustered face.

"Are you hurt?"

"No. No, I'm fine. Thank you… for pulling me out of the way."

He looked at you with a stern expression, nodding in acknowledgement before brushing some sand off his clothes and returning to his studies wordlessly. He sat down on a huge stone in front of a mural, continuing to scribble notes in his notebook.

"Alhaitham?", you rasped with evident nervousness in your voice, gathering all your courage for what you were planning to say.

“Hm?”, he hummed, just briefly flicking his gaze up to you. You deeply inhaled beginning to feel your heartbeat in your temples.

"I think you're really great and–"

"Do intend to ask me for help with your paper?"

"N-no, no that's not what I was going to say… uhm, I've been meaning to say that I really really like you.", you stammered, gesturing about wildly with your hands.

"I like you too, you're a great research partner and have great potential."

Ouch. Either he was completely oblivious or playing dumb, no matter the case, the lump in your throat became so big it started to hurt and at that moment you wanted nothing more than to cry and run away. Your confession had backfired even worse than anything you had imagined.

"I-I don't mean as a study partner… or even friend. I like you… romantically, Alhaitham.", you coaxed out, using up all your strength not to start crying.

He looked up from his notes and putting his pencil down, eyes now fully trained on you while furrowing his eyebrows.

"What made you think I have feelings for you?", he asked with an annoyed undertone in his voice. He slightly shook his head and devoted himself to his notes again.

He did not speak to you for the entire rest of trip afterwards outside of the strictly necessary communication. Acting as if you didn't exist. Leaving you even more embarassed and heartbroken than you had already been from his original rejection.

Back at the Akademiya you immediately enrolled to change subjects and joined the Amurta for a short while before deciding to quit your academic career entirely to become a Forest Ranger in Avidya Forest.

Alhaitham would lie if he had said he immediately noticed that you had quit, it had only occurred to him several weeks after you had been gone. It had gotten rather quiet recently and while he usually didn't mind being on his own and studying alone, he did miss your input on certain matters.

It wasn't until one day where he was tasked to bring an important document to Tighnari in Avidya Forest on the Akademiya's behalf. that he realized his grave mistake. It was then he saw you again for the first time. You stood on the gravel path in front of Tighnari's hut, both your hands interlocked with his, pressing a fleeting kiss on his lips. A smile brighter than the sun gracing your beautiful features before waving Tighnari goodbye and heading for the forest together with a girl with green hair and purple eyes.

At that moment Alhaitham felt a wave of emotions wash over him, ones he, at first, couldn't quite place. You had never smiled at him like this. Was what he witnessed, what he could have had with you? He tried to ignore the painful knot in his stomach but no matter how often he told himself that he didn’t care what you were doing with your life now and who you were with, he had to admit that in reality he wanted nothing more than to turn back time. It finally dawned on his that he had been blind about his feelings for you the entire time.

Why? Only Archons knew.

He had learned the hard way that academic success maybe wasn’t everything that is desirable in life. A realizaton that came too late - you had already found happiness in someone else.

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#honii recommends #oh yeah kaeya and al haitham hurt #SO GOOD THO #i love reader moving on like yes BE HAPPy #and leaving their ex crushes idk its so cathartic

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honiidew · 2 years

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Tysm for the follow! I'm a new writer here, but I read your Kaeya fic and immediately had to follow you. I'd love to possibly be friends :D

TYSM AND OFC!! I'm so happy to make new friends and moots hehehe! I really liked your recent work, even if I'm not the biggest Childe simp [definitely check out Ryn's blog if you're looking for Childe smut 🙈]

#honii answers #honii mail: genshin-letters #excited to see what other characters you write for #i might be in your inbox asking for kaeya 🤭#but good luck to you!!

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honiidew · 2 years

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Bun in the Oven

♡ You’ll be good and let Kaeya fuck his babies into you, right?

CW. Cis AFAB Reader, Gendered Pet Names, Heavy Breeding [Scenario or Real], Squirting, Aftercare, Dom Kaeya, Sub Reader, Overstimulation, Dacryphilia, Creampie

A/N. Hi. Today I bring you a personal peek into my mind <3 Kaeya <3 <3 <3 I want to have his babies so bad

“Gonna make you a mommy, yeah?” With tears of pleasure, you frantically nod, begging him to cum inside you. “I’ll be a good mommy for you, please.” And you buck your hips against his, your back arching to show off your tits. Trying to entice him to stuff you full, as if he wasn’t going to already. “Oh, good girl. Wanna breed so badly.” He coos down at you, hips picking up a harsh rhythm as he pounds into you. His head leans down, moaning directly into your ear to show you how good you make him feel. Your pussy flutters around him at the openness, forcing a whimper past Kaeya’s lips.

His mind goes hazy except for the thought of how you have such a perfect, wet cunt, taking him so easily and only for him. It has him muttering that he’ll reward you for being so good for him, that he’ll breed you good and proper with a fat load of cum. He hooks your legs around his waist, reaching down to your pussy to touch where you’re both connected. Tracing his fingers up before he’s settling them on your clit. The stimulation is so good, perfect pressure as he rubs the bud smoothly. It isn’t long before you feel an orgasm fast approaching, your heels digging into his back as it washes over you, leaving you feeling boneless and twitching.

But Kaeya doesn’t stop touching or fucking into you even as you whine and cry about how it’s too much. He’s only focused on making sure he reaches as deep as he can inside you, so he’s able to properly breed his pretty girl. But as you writhe and try to get away from his touches, he’s pinning your hands down in his own free one. Shushing you and telling you how pretty you look crying but that you have to stay still and take what he gives you. He made you a promise, after all, and he’s bent on seeing it through.

The feeling of overstimulation gives way to intense pleasure as he keeps steady pressure on your clit, hips still moving against yours. Soon enough, you can feel another orgasm rocketing through you, crying out at its intensity. You coat his abdomen as you squirt, your broken whimpers being muffled when he crashes his lips against yours. Hips stuttering against yours, Kaeya presses into you balls deep, finally cumming. He breathes praises into your moaning mouth, the pulsing of your pussy milking every drop out of him. “Good girl, that’s it.” And as you come to your senses, you feel him sweetly laying a kiss to your forehead.

You’re so sensitive when he pulls out, but he’s so sweet to you as he brings a cup of water to your lips, holding your head steady so you can drink. And utter warmth and love fills your chest as you watch him busy himself as he tends to you, making sure you’re comfortable and massaging your sore thighs. You wiggle the leg he has in his lap to catch his attention. “You're gonna be a good daddy.” You tease him, but Kaeya’s eyes are going wide before narrowing into something dangerous. “Keep talking like that and I’ll make sure you can’t walk.”

#honii smut kaeya #honii smut genshin #genshin smut #genshin x reader #kaeya smut #kaeya x reader #genshin impact smut

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honiidew · 2 years

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Can you do a thing where reader is physically on the fluffier side and kinda tall and just wants to be picked up and held by Itto please?

I have a craving.

YES of course I can do that for you! This one was so fun to write, Itto would be the best at giving hugs for sure 😭 I hope you like!

CW. Gender Neutral Reader, No Gendered Nicknames, Fluff, Beetle Mention, Reader is on the Taller Side and Chubby

#honii sfw itto #honii sfw genshin #honii fluff #genshin fluff #itto x reader #genshin itto #arataki itto #itto fluff #genshin x reader #genshin scenarios #genshin impact #genshin imagines

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honiidew · 2 years

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Would you mind writing something for al haitham and the reader on the day they move in together? I thought it was so cute how al haitham was looking forward to it in your other work!

a/n ~ hiya!! thank you so much for this request! the ideas in my head spread like WILDFIRE and it got a bit out of hand fjdhdhd BUT I HOPE YOU LIKE IT!! <3

❝ living with al-haitham as a married couple ❞

gn!reader ˖* 556 words ˖* unedited!

𑁍 moving in together is a big step for any couple of course, but the ever stubborn alhaitham would argue that it was far more sacred to the two of you than anybody else. after all, you guys were now newlyweds, having held the sweetest ceremony right in the palace of alcazarzaray. it shocked many of the attendees witnessing just how doting alhaitham could really be during the first dance, but this was something you knew quite well. as aloof as the man seemed, alhaitham never missed an opportunity to fully express his love for you. why wouldn’t he, when he knew fully well how lucky he was to start this chapter of life with you? you had spent several nights over at his and kaveh’s apartment before becoming your husband, and although he held nothing against that little apartment, (aside from kaveh’s mere presence, of course) he was ready for something more intimate. a place the two of you would build a life together, and you couldn’t agree more.

(more utc!)

living with alhaitham as a married couple consists of…

𑁍 baths together at least once a week. im talking a whole production. jasmine scented bubble bath, kisses pressed to each other’s cheeks, two glasses of wine (the entire bottle is gone by the end of it regardless of the glasses), hearing alhaitham gossip as you like to call it, although he quickly shuts that down. he’s just “merely expressing how much of an utter fool the grand sage is.” (alhaitham is secretly a gossip REAL. gossip girl alhaitham. grips onto this hc with my FISTS).

𑁍 having brunch together at puspa cafe on those lazy sundays when neither of you wanted to get up and make breakfast, choosing to stay right where you were, snug in his warm arms. you could ignore your grumbling stomach for a bit if it meant you could enjoy this domestic bliss with him a little longer. you order the famous padisadah pudding, leaving alhaitham to tease you for your notorious sweet tooth.

“just admit you’re boooring, my love.”

alhaitham, used to your jests and endearments by now, is more than proficient in teasing you right back. “although i cant say i’d enjoy eating dessert for brunch, i know i’ll enjoy tasting it off your lips later,” he smirks. and there’s another thing he’s more than proficient at— making you the more flustered one even though you started it.

𑁍 the elderly couples of sumeru often reflect on their younger days together when they spot alhaitham and you on a walk around port ormos, swooning when he offers you his arm, commenting on how marvelous it was that true love was kept alive in a nation that valued knowledge above all else.

𑁍 back at home, sitting on the balcony in alhaitham’s lap, the cool breeze rustling the blanket the two of you shared and the soft warm light spilling in from the room inside. occasionally, you’d lift up your hand from the blanket to catch a firefly, and the awe on your face makes alhaitham grin. not one of his usual, teasing smirks but a real heartfelt grin that could have only belonged to a man in love. this was his peace, his home, and he’d let nothing come close to disturbing his forever safe haven.

I DONT KNOW HOW IM JUST NOTICING THAT THIS ISNT EXACTLT MOVING DAY.. i hope you still like it!! 😭

#honii recommends #THIS WAS SO GOOD TO WAKE UP TO #his flirting has me twirling my hair and kicking my feet #i love this so cute 😭#al haitham would def be a gossip #CANON

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honiidew · 2 years

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Appetite

♡ Al Haitham is insatiable for a taste of you~

CW. AFAB Reader, no gendered nicknames, cunnilingus, overstimulation

A/N. I LOVED HIM IN THE ARCHON QUEST. He will be mine.

No one would expect Al Haitham to be so desperate for you. Such a strong and taciturn figure, turned putty for you because after a long day of listening to mundane and oftentimes simpleminded scholars, he wants nothing more than to stop thinking. He wants his breath taken away, mind hazy with the simplest things in mind; your pleasure and your taste. So he falls to his knees in front of you as soon as he makes it home, pulling at your hips, desperate for a taste. It’s such a common sight for you that you don't bat an eye.

Like always, trying to lead him to your shared bedroom has him whining in annoyance. Some days, he has enough patience to make it to the bed, but today is not one of those days. Al Haitham wants nothing more than to have his face buried in your pussy, now. He’s single minded as he forces you to sit in a dining room chair, hands greedy as they pull at your clothes. You help him shimmy off your pants and underwear, his mouth already salivating and cock hard. And when he sees a string of slick connecting your pussy and underwear, he’s gone.

Al Haitham’s big hands tug your legs apart before he’s lunging into your cunt, moaning once his tongue tastes you. He’s enthusiastic as he licks his tongue around your pussy, not giving you a second to breathe or adjust to his greedy mouth. It has your hands flying to clutch his hair, moans being ripped out of you as he sucks on your clit. He takes pleasure in knowing how good he’s making you feel, his cock throbbing in his pants as he listens to your broken moans. He lets out quiet praises into your pussy, thanking you for giving him the opportunity to service you.

And he could go for hours, thriving off of your reactions and satiating the craving he's had for you for you for the entire day. He doesn’t take a break except to curl his fingers into you and reach the sensitive spots his tongue couldn’t quite reach, his mouth leaving kisses and marks on your thighs. It has you gushing all over his fingers, nice and wet again for him to enjoy. And Al Haitham will absolutely wring you dry, until you’re an overstimulated, twitching mess. But he’s so thankful for you, his perfect and pliant partner, so willing to try and satiate the endless hunger he has.

#honii smut genshin #honii smut al haitham #genshin smut #genshin x reader #al haitham x reader #al haitham

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honiidew · 2 years

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what engagement rings i think they’d give you! ʚɞ (gn!reader)

characters : scaramouche, alhaitham, diluc, cyno, & tighnari

✎ i had so much fun making these, feel free to leave character suggestions you’d like to see in part two!!

scaramouche <3

if somebody had told scaramouche many years ago that he’d eventually be tirelessly searching for the perfect ring for the love of his life, he would have cackled. the balladeer, 6th of the fatui harbingers, and the shogun’s reject puppet, settling down? yet here he was, uncharacteristically fiddling with the finished product in his hand. scaramouche certainly spared no expenses, having his subordinates search high and low for the finest piece of amethyst taken straight from the cliffs of yashiori island. however, even that would still be too ordinary for his tastes, so he specially infused the gem with some of his own electro energy, feeling it pulse around is something he knew you’d appreciate, a perfect reminder of him. he would never admit it, but this ring was just as important to him as it would be to you. after all, it would symbolize your bond to him for eternity, an eternity that didn’t feel so hollow with you in it. <3

al-haitham <3

being married to al-haitham would be no common affair, so of course you wouldn’t have a common looking wedding ring. that just wouldn’t do. much to al-haitham’s annoyance, when kaveh caught wind of his plans to propose to you, he began offering his own two-cents. al-haitham did absolutely not need a single one of his outlandish ideas, but when kaveh not-so-subtly mentioned that he’s had quite a few conversations with you over what your dream ring would look like as your long-time friend, al-haitham put aside his annoyance for his roommate for you (thank god you guys would eventually move into your shared home fit for a newly-wed couple, he couldn’t wait to say goodbye to living with that nuisance and hello to a life of love with you). two precious turquoise stones intertwined, symbolizing the two of you, he told you. who knew the uptight, highly-regarded grand scribe could be so endearing?

diluc <3

diluc knew that as soon as people started seeing you with the engagement ring that had been passed down in the ragnvindr clan for decades, things would be chaos. however, he was brought to peace everytime he saw you, and the familiar heirloom on your finger. once belonging to his late mother, his father had told a young diluc to give it to the person he planned to spend a lifetime with, the person that lit his heart aflame. diluc had not a single doubt in his heart, that person was you. he felt complete, dawn looked a little brighter with you by his side. the ring was quite simple in design, yet timeless and classy. the ruby so reminiscent of your husband clearly let the flirting drunks of mondstadt know who you woke up next to in the morning and came home to every evening, the distinguished master diluc <3

cyno <3

before you, cyno lived and breathed for the akademiya, for enacting the will of the mahamatra, and while doing those things, sticking steadfast to himself and his values. cyno would rather not reminisce on this period of time. not that it was in any way unsatisfactory, but compared to how much color and brilliance your existence alone has brought into his life, why would he ever want to go back to anything else? his lone-wolf reputation meant nothing to him if you weren’t there to walk by his side, and that’s exactly what led him to get down on one knee under the prettiest starry sky on a cliff in the hypostyle desert. when your friends ask to see the ring, it unmistakably has cyno written all over it, designed to match his own belt embellishment. these days, if the judicator of secrets is mentioned in trivial gossip on the streets of sumeru, your name is never far to follow, something that never fails to make cyno giddy. not having to go another lonely night is something that cyno never knew he would grow to look forward to, and he owes it all to you <3 .

tighnari <3

tighnari was perfectly content with his simple yet fulfilling life in the avidya forest. taking care of the flora and fauna around him, as well as taking care of his fellow forest rangers (although most would agree that lecturing would be the better word) gave him a sense of purpose and belonging. things really took a turn when you fell—literally— right into his heart. you definitely should have taken the word of the kind forest ranger that assisted you upon your arrival. “be sure to watch your step!”, a girl with green hair had told you, but you swore that tree branch wasn’t there before! face-planting into the chest of a man who blended right in with the lush rainforest, a man known as tighnari, someone you’d end up spending forever with, cocks an eyebrow at you, and the rest is history. the rangers know you as the one person tighnari could never actually lecture no matter how many times you ate a mushroom that made you sick for weeks, or touched a plant that made you break out in a rash. if it were anyone else though… let’s just say he wouldn’t find it as endearing. the rings you two share bring you a great deal of joy, the tree branch design wrapped around your finger never fails to send you back in time to the day you and tighnari met. <3

all done! i struggled with tighnari’s characterization SO BAD LOL i hope it isnt too noticeable. again, if there are any characters you have in mind, im open to suggestions! hope this was an enjoyable read <3

#honii recommends #AL HAITHAMS IS SO CUTEEE #squealing hehehe

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