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copiousloverofcopia · 1 year

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The final smaller commission is done!

And it's a spicy one for my dearest Ghestie @vampghoulette featuring her Ghoulette OC Caldera!

Thank you so much for commissioning me! I hope you like it!

As always commissions are open and I have an interesting one I am working on now I hope you all will enjoy soooooo without further ado...

Selfless

Caldera, an hardworking and selfless Ghoulette begins to feel anxious about the upcoming Re-Impera tour. Knowing Copia's time is coming to and end she struggles during preparations for the tour. As she tries to help Copia and Aether find out how she's feeling and help ease her concerns in more ways than one.

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Definitely NSFW below the cut!

It was yet another long day in the books for the Abbey. Papa was gearing up to set back out on the second leg of his tour and everyone else was pulling together to get him there. The aptly named Re-Imperatour dates were fast approaching and all the siblings and ghouls alike were preparing for the band’s departure. Their humble abode filled with the buzzing energy of endless checklists, desperately needing to be completed, and the hum of conversation. Everyone, speculating on what was to happen next.

The burden held on the backs of all those involved was lightened just a little with the help of one very benevolent ghoulette. Caldera, or Dera as Aeth first came to call her, was a quintessential part of the Ministry. Her tireless need to help with the loads of others, only out weighted by the desire to bury down her own. She was always at the aid of one person or another, her selfless ways catching the attention of the reigning Papa on more than one occasion.

“Oh christ Dew, why is it you always have to make such a damn mess of things.” Caldera huffed, wiping away the sweat that had plastered her short platinum locks to her brow. Her small horns, pulsing with the ache of her head. She was stressed to be sure and needed to rest, but still knelt down to pick up the spread of papers covering the floor. Another tiff between Aether and Dew, leaving Copia’s office looking like closing at an old stock exchange. She didn’t mind the distraction if she were honest.

The looming thoughts of the end of the tour worried her. Knowing that her Papa’s end may come sooner rather than later. The uncertainty of what type of END that would be, weighing heavy on her heart. That reason alone was enough today to send her out on a quest to keep busy and help out.

She needed to run from it—hide. Pretend it wasn’t a dark shadow that followed her every thought since Copia, her once beloved Cardinal became Papa. The others were gone, taken by a thief in the night, one that was never revealed. Their bodies made effigies in service to the Clergy. An atrocity that Caldera couldn’t bare to have happen to her Papa.

No, you can’t think like that, she thought to herself, both thanking and cursing Dew for the mess. Her thoughts, now fixed on her fellow ghoul’s antics, made her roll her eyes and continue picking papers. Crawling behind the desk as she followed the mess, finding even more waiting for her. She had almost finished, only a few slips remaining as Papa and Aether appeared in the doorway. Caldera hidden from view behind Copia’s large antique desk. The two of them clearly in the middle of a conversation.

“I told you he’s an absolute gremlin.” Aether hissed.

“Is that one of those little brown and white fluffy things from the film you all were watching in the common room last week?” Copia asked, neither him nor Aether realizing the ghoulette was in the room.

“Nawh…I mean kinda…only he’s the thing they become after eating after midnight.”

“Huh that explains a lot.” Copia chuckled, looking over his floor to see it free and clear—say for the stain on the rug he still hoped had escaped Sister’s notice. “I thought you all had it out in here?”

“We did.” Aether explained, trying to figure out how everything looked untouched.

“Si well…all is—” Copia commented, rounding his desk to take a seat when he caught sight of Caldera sitting on her knees behind it. “...oh ghuleh?! What are you doing down there?” Copia asked her, reaching out his hand for her to take. The ghoulette grabbed it, hosting herself up to her feet and brushing off her knees as she stood. Aether shot her a wide toothy grin. One that was reminiscent of Swiss.

“Seems we had some help. Dera to the rescue.” he smirked as she tapped the papers into a reasonable stack and sat them down on the desk.

“Indeed. Cara what are you still doing running around? I thought I told you to take a break from things hours ago.” Copia said, titling his head as he awaited her acknowledgement. Caldera sunk into her shoulders, feeling Papa’s ire, as well placed as it was. He had told her to take a break, an order she had completely disregarded. She averted her eyes to the floor before answering, unable to look him in the eye.

“I’m sorry Papa there were a few other things that still needed my help and well I came to ask you a question and found the office a frightful mess…and well I couldn’t help but clean it… you know?” she said, giving a cautious smile. Copia smiled back, he wasn’t mad so much as worried. He could see how much she gave of herself to the others, the Ministry—to him. His heart, swelling with his affection for her more and more with each passing day.

“It’s alright. Now tell us what's wrong?” Copia ordered, Caldera’s steel blue eyes widening with his words. It was more than obvious to both Papa and his ghoul that she was hiding from something. All the work and task jugginging, making it that much more apparent to them.

“Papa I–” she began, her remorseful tone just barely audible.

“Seriously Dera, you've been over doing it even more than usual lately, What’s going on?” Aether chimed in, eliciting a glare from the ghoulette.

“I know there has been a lot happening around here and the tour is just around the corner…but you can relax cara. It’s almost over.”

“That's just it.” she let slip, leaning up against the desk and putting her hand over her face, trying to hide the tears that wanted to give way.

“Cara?” Copia asked, taking her hand down and seeing the pained look in her eyes. Copia glanced back to Aether who quickly made his way to Caldera’s side. His hand held tight to her shoulder as Copia spoke once more. “Cara mia…why are you crying?”

“It’s just like you said. The tour is almost over and that means…that means—” she explained, cutting herself out before she could say the words. She didn’t need to, both Papa and Aether knew exactly what she meant.

“Caldera, dolce…nothing is going to happen to me. I’m not going anywhere.” Copia assured her, closing the small distance between them and staring deep into her eyes. His duochromatic gaze sending hellfire to her core. She wanted him, there was no doubt about it. Her and Aether had been lovers, now only occasional bedfellows in recent months. The things between them being nothing too serious—but with Copia, Caldera’s whole body ached for him.

She often had wondered to herself if this was what the mortals referred to as love. She snapped back to reality, pulling back as her incessant self doubt hit her like the falling of snow of an avalanche. Who could love her? When she looked at herself all she ever saw was a pale gray ghoulette, a bit too curvy for her own liking—nothing special.

“I’m sorry Papa…I should go.” she told them, pushing back both her Papa and Aether as she tried to make a b-line for the door. Copia turned quickly to catch her hand, pulling her back to face him.

“Cara? Why are you leaving? Do you not wish to be with me, with us?” Papa asked her.

“Never had any issue with me before.” Aether laughed, both Copia and Cardela giving him the look of death.

“No…I mean…it’s just well… I don’t want this to be…be out of pity Papa and that's exactly what it is.” she stated plainly, a look of offense falling over Copia’s face.

“I’m sorry Cardela, you don’t owe your Papa anything like that. I apologize for my forwardness. No one should partake in the sin of lust out of pity.” Copia responded, clearly misjudging the intent of her words.

“Papa! No no…You are amazing, wonderful, and..” Caldera gulped, “incredibly sexy…it’s me that isn’t.” she explained, her words were soft yet heavy with sadness.

“Oh Dera.” Aether sighed, watching her struggle to hold it together. She turned away from them once more, and again Copia whipped her back around to face him. The tears were beginning to run down her cheeks.

“Cara mia, you are gorgeous and worth every bit of worship that I’d have to give…and I desperately wish to give it.” he said, his eyes falling to her pouty lips as he took them with his own. A kiss so passionate and deep Caldera couldn’t deny his feelings were true. She slowly pulled back, slowly opening her eyes and completely entranced by his kiss.

“I–I didn’t think you saw me that way.” Caldera explained, still breathless from his kiss.

“Caldera, dolce…I see you that way.” he told her, bringing her hand down to the bulge that pressed tight from beneath his pants. She let out a gasp, her pussy continuing to throb at the thought of him taking her. “I can assure you cara mia…there’s no pity here. I burn for you.”

“Oh Papa!” the ghoulette moaned, feeling his cock twitch beneath her hand. Aether came around behind her, taking in her scent as he inhaled along the line of her neck. Burying his nose behind her ear—breathing heavy and intentioned.

“Papa what do you say we show Dera just how desirable she is…what do you think?” the ghoul suggested, his hot breath tingling her skin and the ache between her legs growing as she melted against Aether. Copia quickly brought his lips back to hers. Both the ghoul and Papa’s hands slipping over her body, Aether’s fingers running up underneath her dress and Copia’s over her soft belly and settling just below her breasts.

“Oh sweet Satanas…I want this so much but…but are you sure Papa.” she asked, barely able to get out the words as Aether’s claws grazed the outside of her panties. Her wet cunt calling out to them. Both Copia and his ghoul, ready to devour her in all ways conceivable. Her Papa smiled against her lips, caressing the swell of her breast as he spoke.

“I am very sure cara.” he groaned. And just like that it was decided. Caldera’s two lovers, stupefied by her beauty—beauty too long denied by her own mind. They pulled off articles of clothing, tossing vestments carelessly across the room as they raced to be inside her. Copia looked over to Aether as if to lay claim. His white eye, burning and piercing with his desire. The ghoul, understanding that she belonged to Papa now and that it was only by the grace of Asmodeus that her body be shared between them.

The ghoulette, hesitant to be seen, barely allowed Aether to remove her dress. Her arms finding their way across her—trying to hide what she could from their hungry eyes. Copia took her arms and opened them up wide before them. Holding them out to her side as he took her in.

“Oh cara. Sei la creatura più bella che penso di aver mai visto.”he growled, wasting no time as he tore off her panties. Bringing his mouth to her neck and grazing her skin with his teeth, the sensation, traveling all the way to her core. Aether stayed behind her, his arm wrapped around and fingers finding their way along her folds. Copia stroked his hard cock in his hand, watching as the ghoul pushed inside her.

“Oh Papa I need you, both of you.” she moaned, feeling Aether pumping them inside her. The slick from her cunt, sticky and shiny along his fingers. Caldera, unable to help but move herself on them. Hips rolling with Aether’s rhythm—her first orgasm well on its way to fruition.

“Ghoul is that pussy ready for me.” Copia purred as he brought a nipple into his mouth. Tongue flicking over the peaked flesh as the Papa groaned with need.

“More than ready.” Aether reported, his own cock pressing into the curve of Cardela’s ass.

“Aeth… go sit on the desk I have an idea.” Copia said, the ghoul slipping his fingers out from inside her. Caldera whined at the loss, her thighs covered in her own fluids as Aether took his position on the desk. “No worries cara, I will stuff that needy cunt in just a moment. Now be a good girl and put Aeth’s cock in your mouth. Pleasure him—pleasure him like you want me to pleasure you.” She nodded, approaching Aether. His cock throbbing in his fist as she placed her hands on the tops of his thighs to gain balance.

Caldera turned to face Copia, ready for his instruction. He walked behind her, his fingertips slipping down her spine and over the small of her back before reaching the meat of her ass. Marveling in her beauty as he brought his own fingers inside her. The ghoulette raised up her pelvis, helping Copia ease his fingers inside as she backed into them. Fucking herself on his hand as he watched. HIs leaky cock begging to fill her and his breathing hitched.

“Suck his cock cara.” he commanded, the ghoulette doing exactly as told. Her hands, running over Aether’s thighs as the head of his cock slipped through her lips and met with the back of her throat. She began to moan, the hum sending the ghoul’s head back in pleasure. Copia continuing to fuck her with his right hand. His left, stroking himself until he was satisfied and ready.

“Oh fuck baby…just like that.” Aether hissed, his teeth clenched as he tried to hold back from cumming inside Caldera’s throat.

“Mmm…” Caldrea moaned, the sound muffled with the swell of Aether’s huge cock in her mouth. Her noises, sending a shock straight to Copia’s cock.

“Oh Caldera, born of fire and earth. Mia dea oscura. I must have you now.” Copia growled, his cock making quick work of sliding through her folds. Gathering up just a bit of her slick before pushing straight into her core.

“Oh fuck!” Caldera called out, mumbled by the girth of Aether’s cock still in her mouth. She went back to work, running her tongue along his shaft and pushing her hips backward with each of Copia’s thrusts as he fucked into her. His cock, deliciously filling her out—her walls hugged tightly to him. Copia grabbed a handful of her hips in each hand as he thrusted inside her.

Copia shoved himself deep, rolling his hips along and relishing the feel of her soft cunt squeezing him inside. His pelvis hitting the back of her thighs and ass over and over as he took her. Cardella moaned and whined. So full of both Aether and her Papa, a divinely lascivious feeling she would never get enough of. Papa continued his ministrations, huffing and puffing, unable to hold back his desperate need to make her cum. The wet sounds of sex filling the space around them as they took her.

“Oh cara, so perfect for me, your pussy was made for me to fill it. Such a good ghuleh, taking your Papa’s cock so well. Mmm… Cum for me cara mia. Show the old himself how good the ghoul and I make you feel.” Copia moaned. Caldera was drunk in her own pleasure. Never before had she been so intoxicated by the feel of someone else inside her. Not even her own fingers had managed to fulfill her as much as Papa had. She felt Aether’s cock twitch inside her mouth. Lapping hard against the underside of his shaft as she felt his thigh muscles tensing beneath her palms. He grunted, tail twitching violently behind him as he grabbed for her wrists.

“Yes! Yes! That's it Dera…make me cum!” the ghoul cried as his body released, ropes of hot cum spilling into the back of the ghoulettes throat. The salty savory taste of his orgasm, filling her mouth before she swallowed it back.

“Mmm… ah!” she cried out, Copia fucking into her harder, pounding his throbbing cock relentlessly into her most sensitive bundle of nerves. A cluster of ribbed flesh that lay along her top wall, pressed over and over again as he fucked her. Her cunt began to tremble, the pure ecstasy felt as he took her making her drool. Her pussy fluttering around Copia’s endowment like the beating of wings. In one swoop Copia wrapped his arm around her, helping force the ghoulette down harder against his girth as he sensed her impending orgasm.

“That's right cara mia cum for your Papa! Make me cum for you!” Copia cried out, his mouth falling open as Caldera began to clamp down on him.

“Oh yes! Papa! Yes! Yes! I'm cumming!” she screamed, a smile spreading across Aether’s satisfied face as he watched them. Copia closed his eyes, letting go as he came hard inside her. His boisterous moans, billowing out into the halls as he filled her so full that the cum leaked out between them. Cardella’s thighs drenched the waters of their satisfaction as he stayed still locked inside. Within moments, the two of them all collapsed onto the floor. Their bodies, drained of energy and their shared blissful moment began to settle and still.

“Now that was good.” Aether laughed, running his claws along Cardella’s thigh. All three of them sank down to the floor, taking up roots in front of the desk—a pool of flesh and sin. The three of them, completely unashamed as the men held the ghoulette in their arms. Cardella cozied up against her Papa—nuzzling into his neck and deeply inhaling his scent.

“Papa…ah…thank you.” she whispered, Copia lifting her chin up to face him. Her eyes once again glossing over with the threat of tears.

“For what Cara, the sex? That dolce was all you.” Copia hummed satisfactorily as he looked into her eyes.

“No…not that. For reassuring me and uh…accepting me…you know as I am. For making me feel beautiful.”

“Cara…you were always beautiful. Never forget that.” Copia began, Cardella nodding her head as Aether nudged her with his horns to gain attention. The evening had come to an end and now it was time to leave. Copia laughed as he attempted to stand up, “...now let’s say we get up and go back to my chambers to cuddle… you know before I have another stain to worry about hiding.”

Cardella laughed. A hardy laugh that comes from a place of true happiness. She would still give of herself selflessly. She would still worry about her Papa and his future—and she knew that there would always be a part of her that doubted she was beautiful. She knew however, that whenever he was around that she was held and all was right in the world. Cardella braced herself to stand as she spoke, her legs wobbly from her endeavors and a smile gracing her face.

“Sounds good to me.”

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Sei la creatura più bella che penso di aver mai visto. - You are the most beautiful creature I think I have ever seen.

Mia dea oscura- my dark goddess

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kalims · 3 years

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Imagine if the twins mom is dating Dainsleif. I can see him dealing with a lot of side glances especially from the traveler's sibling and mom trying to step in to manage awkward conversations😂 poor guy. I think that he is really nice and caring, but he has little no experience with relationships (is it alright if I request headcanons?)

oh my... mom reader is getting shipped a lot lately, not that I'm complaining ( I first added some pre-relationship headcanons to show how his feelings felt and escalated ;) )

fluff, angst, established relationship. spoilers for archon quest: bough keeper and backstory.

my man dansleif is honestly a quiet man, and if you've done the quests where he's included in and thinks otherwise I will fight you.

he knows he's less... talkative than most individuals but perhaps that's because he just doesn't see a reason to speak unless needed. after all the centuries he's lived through, blending within the shadows and speculating from it is practically his moto.

dansleif greatly appreciates and even admires the times where you can easily twist conversations into your advantage, with a relaxed demeanour and a coy smile. victims come barrelling in your trap, simply by your talent with words.

but even so, he hesitates with telling you all about the times he and lumine travelled the same journey aether is currently partaking in, you would no doubt be terrified of the fact that she's five hundred years older than the last time you'd seen her. dansleif can see where lumine gets her confidence from, her eyes and playful arrogance were all inherited from you. he knows he can't tell. not right now atleast.

you're just as mischievous as her, and it sends him on a rollercoaster of nostalgia. travelling with you is certainly something... at times, he's a silent man left with his thoughts that just leaves him at a loss because why does his cold face feel warm? there's the feeling of tingles spreading across his skin and the feeling of serenity ever so present when he sees your smile.

dansleif can't help but let himself fall into daydreams of being into your arms. maybe with you wrapping your arms around him like a cocoon he can fall asleep in knowing that he is loved, to further explain: it's like a teenage girl that's afraid of the dark suddenly being brave enough to conquer her fears once her hand is tightly grip onto the one that she loves the most.

he knows he won't be accepted, thrown away and casted aside just like lumine did once she was faced with the heavenly principles that your family simply cannot escape from just as kharen'riah couldn't, like a curse of some sorts. fate had already designed your family's fate and there is no turning back.

the fuck when did I become so poetic, go away sad headcanons. 😿

anyways, you and dansleif huh.. aether just doesn't like this at all, he and dansleif probably made an agreement to not tell you anything about lumine out of worry. plus, he doesn't know whatever happened after dansleif promptly sped through that portal so it's natural that he's suspicious.

in short, aether doesn't trust dansleif one bit. not after he lied about lumine.

hm.. let's make it more lively! in the next featured headcanons are just about after the travelers finally reunite!

ah let's see, as the relationship progresses, it'll become more open? he'll trust you enough to share his own stories and experiences when you've both encountered enough together.

and I totally agree with him recieving side glances from the twins! lumine's being a lot more less since she's known him throughout the climax of her journey, thus she trusts him more than aether. speaking of the other twin, with dain practically being stuck on your hip like a clueless child starved for her mothers love, he's bound to get used to the man.

he's incredibly stiff when it comes to affection, even paimon has to step in to tell him to relax his shoulders and tense statue! you didn't seem to mind so he didn't really notice. :c he's internally beating himself up for not not noticing that he's like a rock when being hugged sooner. 😭

this relationship is basically sakura and sasuke, that's so fucking cute omg. the thing these men have in common is that their lover is really.. scary? when faced with a situation that turns your mind into a desperate jumble, your first instict is to assess before attacking head on.

you might be asking, why did I include sasuke and sakura? that's because I want to show you how dansleif and yours will be like! a strong headed woman who won't hesitant to beat your ass if you mess with her loved ones and her quiet pacific spouse that will absolutely destroy you if you even hurt her.

....yeahhh.... he's the damn twilight sword I will fight you again if you think that he's weak, man literally restrained an abyss herald with a raise of his hand?? and his unknown power that seems really strong depsite it being displayed for like a minute or two

the abyss is no more, so dansleif is basically just a man with nothing to do. he just passes time with your company, he's seen tevyat grow with his own eyes. so he's bound to catch a couple tricks about love!

overall a very wholesome relationship, the trio will eventually learn that even with their distrust, dansleif just genuinely sees you as his home.

even with a couple of ups and downs, both of you will find yourselves seeking out the other. no matter how hard he tries to bury the love within, it will rise once more.

#genshin impact #genshin #genshin impact x reader #genshin imagines #genshin x reader #genshin scenarios #genshin headcanons #genshin x you #dansleif #dansleif x you #dansleif x reader #aether x reader #lumine x reader

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tsuk0mii · 2 years

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Bitter Truth

traveler f!reader

cw. angst, blood, and destruction - i think that’s all?

note: I hope you all like this one! I just suddenly got the thought of what would happen if traveler got fed up with the people from Teyvat so here I am!

summary: After months of gritting your teeth and biting down your tongue, you finally release your hidden anger.

She was seeing red.

No. She is seeing red.

Huh, the smell of blood is kinda similar to poppy flowers.

"I bled, I killed, I destroyed, I cried, and I laughed. For you. All of you."

Her hair shimmered under the sunlight. Yet, all the coldness of winter was found within her voice. Golden eyes vacant, as if the light escaped from them.

When y/n discovered the world of Tevyat. At first, she thought of a second home—a place of warmth and safety. WRONG. WRONG. A HUGE MISTAKE. But alas, all good things must come to an end. When she saw through the fake sky, and witnessed the cruel reality of this realm. She felt how the whole world stopped being bright. The stars stopped being a beacon of light. The water tasted of copper. The air smelled of burnt flesh and coal. No matter how many times she tried to block it with fights, commissions, and animal hunting. The images returned to her at full force, as if it was an unseen enemy, unable to halt nor counter its attacks.

USELESS. WEAK. SLOW. IDIOTIC. Those feelings were spreading quickly like a deadly poison, twisting her once soft features into savage snarls. Her mind was like a screaming banshee, demanding answers and hating the universe, despising the gods and resenting destiny for never giving her a choice from the beginning, but that was fine. With her sword, she will create a path. Her own path. Even if it was bloodstained and filled with the corpses of her former comrades. Friendship and kindness be damned.

She stopped forgiving any vice, they were never really there for her. Companions were merely emotional baggage, if she wanted her journey to be quick, then she simply would have to get rid of unnecessary deadweight.

"And this is how you repay me? I protected your homes, your dreams, and smiles." A pause, as if to catch her raging breath. "Only to receive nothing but simply useless coins and some missing person posters."

The traveler thought of her older brother. Aether, who was never stained by the abyss's darkness. Sweet and caring brother, who wouldn't hesitate to hold out his hand towards any stranger. To give a smile, even when he was breaking inside. To offer help even when he gained no reward. And even when the world itself turned its back on him, Aether kept moving forward.

The memory of her lost kin made her grit her teeth until it bled and hurt. Gripping her sword until her knuckles were white and hurting her own skin. She failed to protect him. And because of her weakness, he suffered. Powers sealed and reduced to be a mere mortal walking among humans. Again and again. Constantly being used and manipulated like some puppet for those people, for their selfish and pathetic needs. A shadow crossed her face, golden hues glowing like a pair of flames that wanted nothing more to tear down everything that dared to mess with her presence.

"The moment you made him cry, your life was forfeit. None of you will pester my family. EVER AGAIN."

Even if Aether came to hate her. She was okay with that. After all, the little flower everyone cherished has now transformed into a beast of destruction. It was only natural to accept death and defeat at the hands of the hero.

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With a mere flick of her wrist, crimson painted the walls of the burned city. Screams of terror, cries of agony, and pleas for help filled the once lively city. Ashes continue to dance along with the wind tainted with the essence of what she has done.

"I shall destroy and plunge your cities, your deities, your homes, and everything you hold dear into nothingness."

#genshin angst #genshin traveler #genshin impact #genshin impact x reader #traveler angst #yui.fics

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