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thegnomelord · 1 year

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Devotion in Steel

How They Worship You After The Hunt: Dottore, Childe, Zhongli.

So this is based off This idea I had about a cyberpunk reader in a cult!Sagau genshin, so this is just me testing the waters. I spent wayyy too much time on this one lol but this brainrot is still going strong.

CW: Suggestive themes, cult/yandere characters, reader is GN, mentioned gore for Zhongli part. First time writing Yandere's so tell me how it goes lol.

Dottore: Silent Curiosity

He does not worship you openly; he doesn't sing hymns about your mercy or your cruelty, nor does he press his face into the ground whenever you pass, like certain archons wishing for redemption. His worship is quiet. To the unworthy, the way he touches you — with clinically cold hands, examining every gear, and bolt, and piston with the same calculating gaze reserved for one of his machines — may as well be the highest form of sacrilege. Who is he to act as if you are just another of his toys? Who is he to not even say a single word to you? Who is he to touch and pull on your mechanical components like some urchin child toying with an object they do not realize is precious? But they can't do anything, because You do not see it their way. You do not stop or punish him, you encourage him; it isn't rare to find you two alone, him on his knees with your arm held in his hands, silently watching the moving mechanisms beneath your plating as you explain the intricacies of your mechanical form to him in that synthetic voice of yours that makes his bones tremble. His touch is clinical, precise, but it is by no means cold; His worship is conveyed through his actions. With reverence he cleans the dirt and grime from the seams in your armor, happy to stay on his knees for hours, days even, so long as not a single speck of dirt is left to mar your perfect body. With piety he polishes every gear, with admiration he oils every piston, worshiping even the smallest piece in your body like it is a holy relic. To Dottore, being able to see technology millennia ahead of his own and learn of knowledge yet undiscovered would have been bliss. But to feel it beneath his fingers? To feel it in his bones as that artificial voice of yours reveals the world's secrets? Heaven.

Tartaglia: Eager Veneration

Once, Tartaglia had only known of you from the stories his parents had told him; of a loving creator, a place of safety and solace in this harsh world. Later, when he fell into the Abyss, Skirk told him new stories of you, passed down to her by the denizens of the Abyss — ones his parents wouldn't have dared to utter lest they tempt Celestia to punish them for heresy. So when you descended, full of harsh edges and your body geared for battle, he embraced you as you were. He would have loved you regardless of your appearance, but something about the mechanical version of you made sense to him; Children resemble their parents after all, why should you have appeared like the demure little thing the tapestries depicted you as when Teyvat could be harsh, and cruel, and cold? He remembered his parents teachings, tried to be respectful like the other acolytes, on their knees, with their heads pressed to the ground. He would have done so happily, would have kneeled before you until he was nothing but bones, would have slaughtered countries in your name... yet the abyss gnawed on his bones, needing your attention like a babe needed a parent. So when you showed him favor? When you offered him to touch the divine metal of your cybernetic body? He couldn't stop himself. Anxiety tempered his eagerness, he did not seek more than what you offered him, yet his hands still glided over your skin and metal with the same energy as the little gears beneath your outer shell. Trembling fingers traced old dents and scratches that ripperdocs had neglected to fix, words of absolute devotion leaving his lips as he put his head to your chest, listening to the tik tik tik of mechanical organs beneath your chassis. But your weapons enchanted him the most. It reminded him so much of the Foul Legacy hiding under his skin; the promise of danger and death lurking beneath the surface, ready to be used as soon as a threat appeared — a similarity between you two that no one else could claim. He could spend days simply kissing and lavishing the seams in the armor, feeling where fake skin transitioned into metal which hid your weaponry from the world. Though you never allowed him more than a look, he yearned to touch them, to kiss the sharp blades, to feel his bones bend under your mechanical strength, to feel the monowire burn through his skin... Please, won't you let him? He survived the Abyss, he promises that he's tough, he can handle the pain... just this once, let him worship you, all of you, please?

Zhongli: Desperate Absolution

Zhongli is afraid; to touch, to breathe, to even exist near you. How can he not be, when he is the reason for your missing parts? Your aching joints? When he was the one who harmed you, who tainted your holy body with his hate and prejudice? When he was so prideful as to forsake his creator because they did not fit his own imagination? When the truth was revealed, the real impostor laying dead and your mechanical frame speckled with drops of your golden blood, he understood he was in no place to anything but bow and pray your fury would be swift and merciful, though he did not deserve it. Yet even as he knelt before you, head bowed so low it was flush with the ground and eyes shut tight, not daring to even glance at your metallic feet, a part of him still yearned for a chance at redemption; to earn back the chance to worship you, to earn your forgiveness through devotion. He would do anything for it; Kiss and lick the dirt off your mechanical feet, be at your beck and call till the end of time... If you wished to regain your lost parts — he would scour the far reaches of Teyvat until he found all the metal pieces you had lost, and those that were permanently damaged? He would carve his bones into shape, until they fit... If you told him to forfeit his flesh like you had done — he would claw at his skin until not a single scrap of meat hangs off his bones. He would happily wander the earth as a skeleton, grafting pieces of old Khaenri'ahn technology to himself until he resembled you, just so you could inflict the same wounds he had done to you... Yet you did no such thing. Even as his thoughts gained a voice, escaping his mouth through muffled whimpers, all you did was watch him, your mechanical gaze racking over his shivering form as he tried to stop his hiccupping cries. Truly pathetic. Then your fingers found his chin, gripping him in a bruising as you raised his head to look at you. Your mechanical eyes reflected in the tears running down his cheeks, the metal joints in your fingers nipping at his skin. His eyes met your cold gaze, and he wondered what you will ask of him — His eyes? His tongue? His arms? The impostor would have demanded all that and more... He would give it in a heartbeat. But please, find it in your cold heart to forgive him.

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snezhnoel · 1 year

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Wow, u got a rly gud idea there

Never thought about a writer god reader and a separate deity, so I wanna spill some juice from what I think will happen.

So either the writer would accuse the deity of taking their world and become an imposter or they create a story with characters they can spawn from their world to try and take over teyvat from the deity, like crossovers

bam, bingo! i'm glad people get the point of my concept explanation. you are the first in my ask box — which is why i struggle to write an answer. either way, you're special for that! thank you for your time, by the way.

since you included an image, i thought it would be acceptable if i do too.

Greetings,

i am a new writer, noel. i will mostly make genshin concepts and ideas regarding sagau.

i accept criticism as i don't take things to heart easily. please do not hesitate to correct me on certain parts, be it grammar mistake to lore misunderstanding.

may the wind bless your travels.

#genshin #genshin impact #noel-answers

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songnstvrs · 1 year

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𝐈 𝐖𝐑𝐈𝐓𝐄 𝐀𝐔𝐬!

I LOVE a good AU! Some I might advertise in a seasonal or milestone event, but I would never turn down an AU request if I ever saw one in my inbox. Take a look at the list below, and see which ones interest you most!

𝐀:

||⧽Actor!AU ||⧽Alien!AU ||⧽Amnesia!AU ||⧽Angel/Demon!AU ||⧽Arranged Marriage!AU ||⧽Assassin!AU

𝐁:

||⧽Bakery!AU ||⧽Bartender!AU ||⧽BioShock!AU ||⧽Book Store!AU ||⧽Borderlands!AU ||⧽Bounty Hunter!AU ||⧽Brothel!AU

𝐂:

||⧽CEO/Boss!AU ||⧽Coffee Shop!AU ||⧽College!AU ||⧽Cyberpunk 2077!AU ||⧽Cyborg/Android!AU

𝐃:

||⧽Dancer/Idol/Artist/Band!AU ||⧽Demon Hunter!AU ||⧽Doctor/Hospital!AU ||⧽Domestic!AU

𝐅:

||⧽Fake Dating/Engagement/Marriage!AU ||⧽Fallout!AU ||⧽Forbidden Love!AU

𝐆, 𝐇:

||⧽Gamer/Streamer!AU

||⧽Haunted House!AU ||⧽Hunger Games!AU

𝐌:

||⧽Mafia!AU ||⧽Maid!AU ||⧽Marriage!AU ||⧽Mechanic/Street Racing!AU ||⧽Mermaid!AU ||⧽Modern!AU ||⧽Monster/Monster Hunter/Monster Tamer!AU ||⧽Murder Mystery!AU

𝐎, 𝐏:

||⧽ABO (Omegaverse)!AU

||⧽Parallel Universe!AU ||⧽Pokemon!AU ||⧽Porn Star/Cam Star/OnlyFans/Prostitute/Stripper!AU

𝐒, 𝐓, 𝐔:

||⧽Scientist!AU ||⧽SAGAU (Self Aware Genshin AU) ||⧽Soulmate!AU ||⧽Space!AU ||⧽Spy!AU ||⧽Survival!AU

||⧽Tattoo Shop!AU ||⧽Thief!AU

||⧽Undead/Zombie!AU

𝐕, 𝐖, 𝐘:

||⧽Vampire/Vampire Hunter!AU

||⧽Witch/Magic/Magic School!AU

||⧽Yandere!AU ||⧽YouTuber!AU

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artofsago · 5 years

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One more for Rads&Radicals, this time the poster race of this homebrew, the El'jadons; lilthe, elegant and bioluminescent elvish beings with an affinity to Music, Light and Psychic Energy 🧠

#cyberpunk #elf #elves #scifi #concept art #sketch #character #character concept #character design #artists on tumblr #sagau #homebrew

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thegnomelord · 7 months

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Hi, I want to start off by asking how you are doing, and that I loved the monster task force 141 × reader fic and the cyber-punk sagau headcanon’s.

Ok, now into the ask. Can you do a smut fic with Childe where the reader is a sub top and Childe is a dom bottom where Childe whorships cyber-punk readers body running his hands all over readers joints which are bonded so reader can’t touch him while overstimulating and orgasm denying (is reader able to be overstimulated and have orgasm's... if not then forget about those 2 kinks.

Sorry for the long ask.

Kink list to make it clear:

- Body whorship

- Bondage

- Overstimulation?

- Orgasm denial?

Heck yeah my peep, I'm doing better, and it's great that you liked my other stuff, sorry it took this long, med school is a bitch. Hope ya like it:DD

P.S: ya'll are always free to ask me/give me ideas of what to write, i'm gonna be trying to write more from now on.

Pious Worship

CW: NSFW, body worship, bondage, overstimulation, orgasm denial, mild electro play?, SAGAU au! Cyberpunk reader!, Sub Top reader, Dom Bottom Childe, riding, Dom/Sub dynamics, Worshipper Childe, Bondage. NOT proof read lol.

It had taken you a long while to convince him to do this. For all of his devotion he had been... hesitant; To please you was the highest form of reward anyone could dream of receiving, but what you had asked of him felt wrong — the thought of binding you like the heathens who'd fallen for pretty lies made him physically sick, the thought of chaining you, his guide, his light, his Steel Forged God...he couldn't even come up with the proper words to describe the sickening disgust he'd felt in his very bones.

But you are his light, his guide, his merciful creator, so how could he possibly refuse?

Childe is insatiable.

He rides you with wild abandon like a beast in heat, too caught up in the desperate chase for release and the need to please you to care about the strain in his muscles or his burning thighs. He slams his entire body weight down on your cock, moaning and babbling about how perfectly you stretch him out, how you fill him up so perfectly he can feel you in his throat, how happy he is to be the one who pleases you like this.

His heart flutters as you watch him, drawing pleasure from his pleasure rather than from how tightly his body grips you, your arms tied above your head with the finest silk. The corp remade you for warfare, not pleasure. Steel is unfeeling, it can survive more than living flesh, and with your enhancements you barely feel anything besides the hot tightness of his body.

He drinks up the little rumbles of your synthetic voice box he manages to pull when he takes you fully, driving his body to bounce faster on you, racing towards his second release while you are nowhere near your first. He moans whorishly, his fingers dig into your shoulder joints, cock twitching as sperm and electro shoot from his body.

A strangled sound leaves your lips before your body shuts down without notice, voice box giving a mechanical screech as it glitches, every artificial muscle in your frame contracting from the sudden flood of electricity.

"My Grace! Are you- no, no, no, no- please don't be-”

You hear his worried whimpers when your audio receptors finally come back online, your optics shuttering open yet barely able to see anything with the sea of blinking warning screens in your view. You feel his calloused hands on your cheeks, the usually dull sensation now making you shudder as your combatting systems had turned every synthetic sensor up to 11.

“My Grace, please tell me you’re okay, please, I couldn’t have- I didn’t mean to- I-, I-, I-”

He hiccups, and you manage a glitched warble from your frazzled voice box as you assess your internal diagnostics— his electro delusion had shocked you enough to lock your joints in place without damaging the vital life support systems in your core. You should be able to move again when the electricity wears off, your body geared to survive stronger EMP bombs. You tell him such, reaffirming that he hadn't harmed you.

"Oh, my Grace, I am so sorry, please, forgive me!"

He says, tears prickling his eyes as he rises off your cock, pulling a surprised gasp from you when that small sensation nearly makes you cum on the spot, your cock — your whole body — sensitive to the smallest touch.

And Childe gets...giddy.

Not like a child with a new toy, but like Dottore when an experiment is successful.

Childe hung on every sound leaving you, eyes growing wide; Had you thought of this? Had you prepared just for this to happen? For his electro to make it easier to feel, to make it easier for him to worship you? Yes, that must be it!

“My Grace, you are beautiful like this. Thank you, thank you, thank you-”

His voice was a hoarse whisper as he slunk down your body, carefully holding up your leg with steady calloused hands. His lips are dry as he places reverent kisses the metal surrounding your exposed ankle joint. Your metal parts taste no different than the tips of his arrows, like blood and war, but the soft sounds you make from the odd sensation has him wanting to give more.

He doesn't even notice when he cuts his lip on a sharp edge, but aren't you proud of him? Who else would bleed for you like him? His tongue delves into tight little cracks between your pistons and wires where only the smallest of ripperdock tools had ever come. His tongue isn't as small, nor as precise, but the sheer eagerness in his movement has him touching and pressing on the sensitive sensors all the same.

You jolt, or you would if you could, overcome with sensations your body isn't built to process. More warning screens flash in your sight, static pleasure/pain buzzing along faux synapses. His heart all but leaps from his chest as he listens to the sounds you make.

So he redoubles his effort, clever little tongue licking at sensitive sensor arrays, mouthing and sucking on cables until soft frazzled sounds leave your glitched voice box. He can taste coolant on his tongue, his lips tingling with electricity, blood and spit mixing together in his mouth and making your metal parts glisten in the light. He polishes your ankle joint until it shines, before moving up towards your knee, tracing the edge where metal plates meet faux skin.

You're internal cooling system has started at this point, body shaking as best it can. Your sensors don't know how to interpret the sensations, corp augs having been geared for warfare and not worship, so the processors don't even try to categorize the new sensations into neat boxes. Instead you're hit with the full force of it, the feelings flooding your mind, zapping through every neural cell and artificial link.

He's at your hips now, eagerly sucking you off as his clever fingers busy themselves worming and rubbing delicate hardware and artificial ligaments beneath inside your hip joints. You feel like you're on the edge, your release so close you can feel it burning at the base of your cock.

But something is wrong, like a knot or a rock inside your stomach, something that's keeping you from cumming, forcing you to experience these overwhelming sensations. You sob, barely able to think, and his heart soars at making you feel this way, making you feel this pleasure.

He's quick to finish polishing your cock and even quicker to climb up and sink down again. But that only makes the maddening heat burning in your loins worse, every nerve in your augmented body feeling like it's on fire with no sight of release. You can barely see him through the cracks between different warning screens, sensor arrays screaming at you with information your body can't interpret any other way than pure sensation.

"Please, let me do this your Grace."

You watch — you can do nothing but watch — as he takes one of your limp arms. His muscles bulge beneath his skin as he has to work hard to move your arm now that your motors and pistons are momentarily inactive. He smiles at you, mouth opening wide before he puts your fingers in his mouth. Little jolts of sensation run through your body every time his tongue flicks between different joints, teeth scraping along faux skin and metal plates.

He continues to bounce on your cock, unaware of what blissful Hell he's making for you when he pulls your spit shined fingers from his mouth, urgently but carefully pawing at the plates which cover your hidden weaponry in your forearms.

"Your Grace, I'm a fool to demand this of you, but please, let me see them, let me worship you like you're supposed to be worshiped."

He says, eyes wide and pleading, laying desperate kisses at your wrist joint, lips almost burning from how hot your metal parts are becoming. He needs to worship you, all of you, especially the part you usually keep reserved for the battle field and nowhere else.

Your voice box is back online to the point where you can talk, and you know that if you told him, he would happily continue bouncing on your dick until you were finally able to cum, with all notions of his own need forgotten.

But you don't.

For as much as your systems may be screaming at you. For as much as your cooling systems struggle to keep you from overheating. For as much as you desire to cum... you want to please him — the first character you ever wished for, the first you ever mained, your favorite.

The look on his face when you manage to get your weaponry unlocked melts your heart despite the lustful heat in your chest. Your combat systems are blissfully unaware of your true intentions as they power on the pistons and gears in your weapons, making them extend to their proper configuration.

"Thank you, thank you your Grace!"

He breathes, immediately reaching out to trace the sharp points of your weapons with his tongue before he latches on the first joint that connects your weapon with your arm. It makes sensation, neither pain nor pleasure but pure feeling, rush from your arms right down to your dick still balls deep inside him.

Your vocal box glitches a second time, your head moving just an inch as you're subjected to his torturous worship again, and you can only pray that your body is able to move again before you loose your mind to the pure sensations.

#centerpieces of the hoard #x reader #male reader #top reader #dom genshin x sub reader #sub reader #dom Childe #Dom tartaglia #genshin impact smut #cyberpunk sagau #genshin cult au #top male reader #childe tartagalia #bottom childe #genshin impact x reader #answering asks

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thegnomelord · 1 year

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Idk why I always get weird ideas before exams, but I'm brain rotting over a sagau-esque thing where reader gets dropped into the genshin world, but they're from the cyberpunk world and look like a roided up tank.

Like, just the juxtaposition of the characters worshipping their idea of you; imagining soft curves and warm smiles, a tender touch only befitting a being which nurtured their world from infancy, with golden blood flowing through your veins and the stars sparkling in your eyes — a million worlds at your fingertips yet theirs is the one you chose.

Oh, they would spend their entire lives on their knees if it meant they could touch, worship, love...

How quickly that dream would shatter when they saw you — sharp edges, cold steel, and body weighted down by weapons of unimaginable warfare and every movement so precise, lacking that human uncertainty like Khaenri'ah's metal soldiers—

Unnatural.

They think, when they see your eyes glowing in the darkness; missing the way rifthounds earn for your attention like puppies, the Abyss itself not daring to touch you.

Aberrant

They think, when they see your mechanical hands, which belong on a conqueror and not their beloved creator; so blind they miss the way Teyvat itself inbraces you, sacred flowers and medicinal herbs springing from your artificial joins without impeding your movement.

False

They think, when a new being descends, one bearing your likeness before the chrome, fitting their every idea they once had of you; but Teyvat knows, senses the human disguise only runs skin deep.

Imposter

They think, as they hunt you down with polearm and bow, seeking to bring you back to their "creator" as if believing it would grant them favour; can you blame them?

#gnome's tea break #genshin impact #trinkets from the hoard #x reader #possible future fic #cyberpunk #sagau brainrot #sagau cult au #sagau idea #genshin impact x reader #genshin x reader

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thegnomelord · 1 year

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I've got some questions about your cyberpunk reader sagau idea like—

What exactly does Reader's body mods allow? Like, how do they enhance the body? Why abilities do they grant to reader? What limitations are there and do they limit Reader's in ways an organic body wouldn't

Before and during the hunt for Reader, how do they maintain their artificial components? Do any of them break beyond repair forcing reader to leave them behind?

Also the Reader having body mods for conquest is a great explanation for why it takes so fucking long for them to bleed. They're too fucking invincible to bleed unless they get done in real hard.

What do people like Dainsleif or Dottore's think of reader and their body mods? I mean the body mods were compared to Khaenri'ah's machinery and Dottore is Dottore.

Is anyone against hunting down Reader? If so, for what reasons?

These are some good questions but I haven't thought all of them through, but so far:

1. When writing the first idea, I imagined the reader being a bit like militech version of Adam Smasher, with bits of my own V from cyberpunk 2077 mixed in i.e. 60-70% of the body being converted to metal with only the head and chest organ area mostly fleshy. So the reader would be durable AF, capable of shrugging off a couple of blows from the archons assuming they didn't use elemental powers, incredible strength and speed, increased jump height and other combat mods like mantis blades or rocket launchers.

2. As for limitations; cyberpsychosis would be the main problem because of just how many mods they have. From a more physical side — blending in is damn near impossible, and all that cyberware is heavy, so it's going to be a challenge not waking up half of teyvat when going for a walk and swimming would also be difficult/our of the question as you'd just sink to the bottom.

Also, the electro element would be quite dangerous, as any attack would act like an EMP blast which could short-circuit important life-preserving systems.

2.5. currently I'm also headcannoning that the combat cybermods require A Lot of energy, and if you don't have that, the body will forcefully shut down for like 72h to generate energy, regardless of where you are...

3. I haven't thought about mods breaking, but I think the reader might be able to MacGyver old Khaenri'ahn tech to replace broken/lost pieces, though it wouldn't be a perfect match — like wearing boots two sizes too small. Before the hunt the reader really wouldn't need to do that, as their tech is durable as all hell and would have only needed cleaning once in a while.

4. Dottore, as a scholar, would be incredibly intrigued. He didn't believe in the divine, though he acknowledged their existence, but the reader would be something else... Like the pinnacle of human evolution, the seamless blending of flesh and steel would entrance him past the point of obsession. He may have enough self-control not to try and disassemble the reader, but be prepared for days worth of ceaseless questions, and his experiments would only grow more gruesome and brutal if you do not put a stop to it.

As for Dainslief... He would be conflicted. The reader's body would remind him too much of the horrors Khaenri'ah and it's leader inflicted on others, and of the war machines still wreaking havoc across Teyvat. But the reader bearing similarities to said machines, which once protected his home, protected him, would also make him feel...comfort? Idk how to describe it, but it's like the feeling of knowing someone is looking out for you, even when you have lost everything.

5. As for who's against the hunt; Barbados comes to mind because he too is an impostor and would be a hypocrite if he felt otherwise, though he keeps such thoughts to himself.

Nahida because she is connected to Teyvat so deeply that it's feelings would mingle with her own, and she couldn't shake the wrongness she feels when near the Impostor.

Alhaitham too, but his is more logical deduction; why would a creator try to fit into the standards made by their creations? It's utterly foolish to base their belief off an imagined appearance when it is your actions they should see.

Also the harbingers and the Tsaritsa, but those I'd say are pretty obvious as they seek to destroy Celestia, and a betrayed creator seems like the perfect rallying call.

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This was reallyong and it's all up for change if I actually end up writing this, but this is just by thoughts rn lol.

#gnome's tea break #genshin impact #sagau cult au #answering asks #cyberpunk #x reader

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thegnomelord · 1 year

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"Oh! A new visitor! Why do come in."

Hi there, I'm Gnome, he/him, 20yo, and I write stuff, mostly smut. Currently a med student. A proud monsterfucker and european.

"These are all for sale, you're free to browse."

Top male reader, Top GN reader, Sub Male reader, Sub GN reader, NSFW, SFW, CoD MW, Genshin Inpact.

"Oh no no no, I'm a reputable hoarder, I'm not touching that."

Fem Reader, Bottom reader, Scat, Incest, Underage. Minors and Fetishizers DNI

"The neighbors? Yeah, they're a reputable bunch, be sure to visit if you're ever in the area."

@miguel-owhora - Miguel, @lieutnt - Elijah, @rodolfoparras - Alec, @agoofyannoyancetolaw - Coyote, @bonesnmore - Bone, @clumsydragon - Mhairi, @gazmialmagemela - Embry, @ccreekside - Creek, @pastelclovds, @kingambrosius - Ambrosius.

"Ah, that. You needn't worry, that's just the fish tank. They don't bite... much."

🦈anon, 👑anon, ☕anon, 🪼anon, 🐙anon, 🐡anon, 🦐anon, 🪸anon, 🦦anon, 🦭anon, 🐺anon, 🐋anon, 🐈‍⬛anon, 🪣anon, 🚗anon🦊😺anon, 😈anon, 👾anon, 🦓anon, 🐆anon, 🦠anon, 🪒anon, 📻anon, 🦇anon, 🦀anon,

"Now then, have you chosen what to buy?"

Masterlist:

Genshin Impact

Beastly Urges

bottom Pantalone X monster top reader

Devotion in Steel

Headcannon how Zhongli, Childe and Dottore would worship a cyberpunk sagau god reader.

Pious Worship

Ask for Dom bottom childe x sub top Cyberpunk SAGAU reader.

COD: MWII

500 Follower special prompt game

Soap has a musk kink

What it says on the tin.

Got Your Tongue

Ghost gives a blowjob for the first time.

Price Does Shibari

No sex just teasing, what it says on the tin.

Missing You

Phone sex with Soap.

A Little Bit of Heaven

FTM Gaz and MReader go on Vacation.

Lending a Hand

You/Soap/Gaz monster Au, Soap goes into rut and heat.

Mages and Monsters

Ask/first idea about mage reader and Bluegiragi monster 141 au.

Patience Is a Virtue

Price comes up with a creative way to punish you, sub top reader. Monster AU.

Hell Has a Basemen Floor (Welcome Home)

Long fic with mage reader and poly TF141 strap in lads

Good Dog

Long fic, you're Makarov's Hound, future poly 141

Tags:

Centerpieces of the Hoard — long fics/headcannonst

Trinkets of the Hoard — short thirsts or ideas I might turn into long fics. The trinkets won't be added to the masterlist.

Gnome's tea break — just ramblings and thoughts

Honorable mentions of the Hoard — recommendations and reblogs

Gnome's prompt game — 500 follower prompt game

Gnome correspondence — answering asks.

#masterlist #trinkets from the hoard #centerpieces of the Hoard #gnome's tea break #honorable mentions of the hoard #gnome's prompt game #gnome correspondence

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