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sayuriace · 2 years
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LOOK AT ALL OF THEM!! THEY ARE SO FINE!!! PLS JUST TAKE MY PRIMOS!
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wiryuu · 4 days
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the knave
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electricb00 · 3 months
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arlecchino pic from late 2023 that I forgot to post 😶😶
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kaeosart · 30 days
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I don’t play Genshin lol but I think she’d look cool with a scythe
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sviteer · 2 days
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Sorrow causes you to waver
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karpkkoi · 26 days
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thereinart · 4 days
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Are you ready ? I'm so ready
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megistusdiary · 4 months
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i feel like patrick from the episode where they go to sandy's house as i climb out of the trenches back to tumblr...send asks/thoughts
no notice, no "i'm back" post, just me returning and bringing you arlecchino thoughts 😻 need her so bad tbh. i can't fix her, but she could make me worse
there has not been nearly enough content for her or the other genshin girls... someone's gotta do it
also, i'm back on genshin (american server, ar 56) if anyone wants to play :]
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mirror sex with arlecchino
dom!arlecchino x sub!fem (anatomy/pronouns) reader
warnings: smut (mdni), wlw pairing, fingering (sub receiving), clothed dom/naked sub, mirror sex, praise ♡, use of 'girl' in pet names, permission to finish
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"such a good girl for me, aren't you?" she coos as you slowly sit down in front of her, your back to her chest.
a sharp nail traces itself across your jaw, tilting your head up and back over your shoulder to properly kiss her.
your own eyelids flutter shut, though hers stay open to admire the sight of the two of you in her ornate full-length mirror; courtesy of pantalone.
she steals your breath away as she uses her hand to squeeze your jaw open gently, opening your lips for her tongue to slide against yours. the sounds you make are muffled by her mouth as she smiles against your lips.
arlecchino only pulls away when you're out of breath and panting, and she releases your jaw to let your head hang forward, facing the mirror.
"ah ah, look up." she tuts, lifting your chin to face yourself in the mirror. she can feel the heat of embarrassment radiating from your skin as she has you gaze upon yourself, devoid of clothes as you sit between her spread thighs. the material of her jacket presses into your skin, cold clasps making you arch up a little.
she sighs, letting go of your jaw, expecting you to simply keep watching of your own accord. her hand traces down your neck, past your collarbones, over your chest, gently brushing over your nipples, lips quirking up when you practically keen at the feather-light sensation.
her nails rake down your stomach, resting on your hips before sliding to your thighs and patting one of them. "open," is all she needs to say to have you spreading your thighs over hers.
the image of the two of you together is art in her eyes, and she wishes she could have it framed...
she places two fingers against your glossy lips, fingernails you note have been cut short for this specific purpose. your lips slowly part as she eases them onto your tongue.
her fingers gently press against your tongue, rubbing lightly and pressing further every so often just to hear you gag. she delights in your little struggle as your hand comes up to grip her wrist, head tilting back slightly to look at her. after all, it only gives her easier access to tease your gag reflex.
few words are exchanged here, seeing as she's rather focused on watching you, and your mouth is, well, occupied.
she uses the pressure of her fingers on your tongue to push your head back down to watch in the mirror. once your eyes are refocused, she murmurs little praises into your ears, going right between your thighs as you whine softly.
she pulls her fingers from your lips, marveling at the strands of spit connecting to your lips before they snap. she guides them back between your legs, swiping them across your outer lips as you bite the inside of your cheek, watching her every movement in your reflection.
you gasp when she lightly taps at your clit, eyes narrowing slightly at your reactions she'd classify as rather endearing. you let go of her wrist awhile ago in favor of gripping the fabric of her pants instead.
arlecchino toys with your clit for a bit, seeing you squirm on her lap as you fight the urge to jump up with the intentions to sit and stay like a good girl for her.
she rewards you by pressing more firmly, rubbing tighter circles as she leans her head down, chin pressing against your shoulder as her lips graze the shell of your ear.
your eyes want to close so badly from the stimulation but you force them open, watching as she instead moves her thumb to your clit while her other fingers dip lower, collecting the slick gathering there.
"excited, aren't we?" she finally breaks her silence, smiling softly as she pulls her fingers up to show you just how 'excited' you are. it has you averting your eyes before she tuts, reminding you again to keep watching as she replaces her hand between your thighs, this time gently pressing in, teasing your clit to keep you relaxed.
she always starts with just one; unless you've done something to piss her off. then, of course, it's dealer's choice.
she lets you relax before she moves her finger, crooking it slightly before adding another, giving you time to adjust.
you've let go of her pants in favor of holding her wrist again. she almost wants to chastise you for it, but she can't bring herself to with all the cute little noises spilling from your lips. she simply continues to play with you, angling her fingers just so into that spot she knows you like.
your hearing is fuzzy as she praises you, soft little whispers of her voice in your ears as you arch further up, her jacket rubbing against you as you pant.
"close, close-" you warn her, though it's really just your fuzzy-brained way of asking her for permission.
"it's alright, come for me." she tells you softly. tears prick your eyes as she continues to press accurately into you, flicking and rubbing your clit with her thumb as she watches you in the mirror. at some point, your eyes have indeed fluttered shut, and she says nothing. she wonders briefly if she's gone soft, letting you ignore her directions and rules. oh, how she has spoiled you...
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inksilvery · 8 days
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my poor, mad, cursed Knave
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yuugen-benni · 3 months
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''My type ? Women who can kill me''
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reddcato-66 · 1 month
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I drew her once again
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mandragorika · 9 days
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pins & needles
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ikariinu · 11 days
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Sketch 💋 Im waiting you
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tastelesschip · 13 days
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This was the trailer right?
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vindoesanything · 9 days
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𝙷𝚎𝚛 𝚂𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐 “𝚂𝚝𝚊𝚛”…
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Word count: 723 Warning: Angst, Mentions of death Arlecchino x Y/N
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Y/N: Isn't the moon beautiful...?
[A soft, weak voice leaves their cold lips as they address the question to the one they thought would reciprocate their feelings. Their arms slowly wrap around her body in a warm and gentle embrace, holding them close before their demise.]
Y/N: The moon shines bright, even when the darkest of voids encapsulates its entire being...
Arlecchino: ...
Y/N: That's why I love the thought of calling you my "Moon" one day...
[After their unexpected confession, Arlecchino feels their tender hold begin to loosen, reminding her of the inevitable. Their body slowly turns limp as they lean their whole weight further into her body, desperately trying to feel her warmth against their weak frame.]
Y/N: It's getting rather chilly... Don't you think?
Arlecchino: I-...
Y/N: It's okay... You don't have to answer that... I understand...
[Their hands slowly move up to cup her cheeks, using every fiber of their being to show how much they adore her. Arlecchino's eyes gaze down upon the pathetic sight, seeing how pale and weak they are under her cold, apathetic gaze. Despite it all, she blatantly stares at Y/N's soft lips, watching them curl into a reassuring smile, hoping to calm whatever turmoil is in her mind.]
Y/N: I know you have to cut ties with me... I know you have to reach your goals no matter the obstacles that stand before you... But I want one thing from you before I leave your side...
[Arlecchino watches the light in their eyes slowly diminish with every word they speak. In spite of it, she gave them a firm nod, wanting to accomplish one last request before they leave her.]
Y/N: Please... Stay with me... Stay with me until my time ends...
[Regardless of their untimely demise, their smile still shines through as they lean their head on her shoulder.]
Y/N: You are so warm... I want to stay here for the rest of my life...
[As time passes, their grip around her completely loosens as their hands drop to their side, finally ending their time altogether. Now only thing left here is a pale corpse leaning against a cold and emotionless woman.]
Arlecchino: ...
[Soon after their death, her arms unexpectedly begin to wrap around Y/N's body, lowering herself down to her knees with them cradled close to her heart, feeling the need to keep them close despite the things she has done.]
Arlecchino: Why... Why does this hurt so much...
[It takes some time for her to process everything that has happened, and once it dawns on her that the one she had cared for is deceased in her arms, her tears begin to trickle down her cheek, another emotion she had never thought she could display out front.]
Arlecchino: This was never meant to happen... If you would have listened to me you wouldn't have been-...
[She doesn't want to finish her own statement once she gazes down upon the peaceful expression that rests on your face. It was heartbreaking to see them in this state, and the realization that they have thought she never reciprocated their feelings back shatters her heart into a million pieces.]
Arlecchino: Y/N... My sweet Y/N... How I would have loved to call you my shining "Star"...
[Her hands begin to slide up to their cheeks, feeling the need to have them face her, even if it hurts to see them so... lifeless.]
Arlecchino: My... My shining "Star"... Oh why did I have to kill you...
[Those words of regret slowly fill her mind, and this all could have been avoided if YOU hadn’t come out of your hiding place. But who can she blame for all this? They were afraid, it is normal to be… And not only they were afraid for their own lives, but they were afraid for Hers too…]
Arlecchino: Why… Why must it hurt so much… Why?!
[The tears in her eyes begin to trickle down upon Y/N’s cold but soft face, letting every droplet caress their features with a gentle brush of regretful longing. Soon, she begins to caress their cheek with a tender thumb, slowly grazing along their soft features, as every stroke she makes becomes a reminder of who she ultimately killed.]
Arlecchino: My… only… star…
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(a/n: Speaking of stars, our galaxy has countless of them! The only reason we can’t see it is because of the light pollution most city has… So go out and find a place where there’s not a single light source that can be seen and enjoy your night! This is Vin, signing out. ;) )
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r0-boat · 2 months
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Alrecchino as your husband part 2 (sfw)
Since y'all loved the last one I made a part 2
Her drip marketing is today so I thought we should celebrate!
Feel free to give me as many Genshin requests as you want I'm feeling a little burnt out of pokémon for the moment without further ado.
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You are designated as mother lovingly by the children. With your little apron as you take care of all the house of hearth chores. The children can't do all their tasks by themselves, Arlecchino trusts no one to take care of the children but you. It is only natural they call you mother as their motherly figure
Weather it be you were from the fertility stationed here or someone desperately looking for a job, Don't you think it would be cute if the head of the house slowly started to fall for you because you are so good to her children?
Her empty heart is sick of love at aches when you keep your distance from her, she understands; Arlecchino not have a pleasant reputation, and she can't help but feel solely responsible when she waggles her finger for you to come close only to play with your hair when her mind is being numbed with paperwork. You're not sure if it's true or not when she tells you that she just enjoys her company when you ask why you call her so often to her office... And... Is that a pout on her lips you see when you try to leave her so fast?
She can't help but notice when your eyes are on her when she's in her suit she can't help but tease you getting close to you or watch you flush your when her eyes meet yours.
All her children knows to respect their 'mother'
Just as much to respect 'father' when they see you sad they do everything to see that smile of yours and lighten your day when you have trouble with tasks; they fight tooth and nail to help you. A pat on the head from you or a smile is like 'father''s praises. Arlecchino thinks you're as cute as a kitten when you're angry at her, telling her that You don't need any guards and you can go into the city just fine by yourself or run tasks alone. Arlecchino agrees just to stop your bickering, only to turn around to her most trusted three to keep a watchful eye on you like a child on its first errand.
When she returns from all corners of Tayvat, she never forgets to lavish you with all sorts of gifts. Some of them really pricey; she gives you soaps, hoping for your skin to feel soft and smooth the next time she brushes her fingers against you, and she provides you delicious perfume in hopes she would catch a whiff of it on you the next time she passes you. She probably even gave you an apron and played dumb when you hesitated when asking her about the uniform she gave you.
If it went for the fact she thinks the Fatui rather dangerous, she would bring you to their gatherings and parade you around as if you were a little trinket of hers. But then grab Childe by the throat if he is rude or tries to touch you.
they may look but they may not touch.
You've lived in the house of hearts for a while and can't help but notice that a lot of your clothing that person you've been working for sort of matches with them. It is something that you are too afraid to bring up to The Knaive herself. She knows she can't stay angry at you, so she must be even more strict when you decide to put yourself in danger or disregard her wishes. Hopefully, she wouldn't have to do that, but she would be lying if you said she isn't excited when you do disobey her.
Her touches are gentle, filled with longing, but she knows that giving in is dangerous even though you yourself pose no threat to her. She knows that you are defenseless without her and her children. Maybe she should teach you how to wheel the weapon?
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