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ourolite2 · 4 months

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ᨳິ petites idées!　　nsfw, smut. various genshin characters.　different animal alignments *round of applause* themes — gn!reader (w/ barely any specified anatomical context), hinted backshots/riding, obsessive/servile behavior, overstimulation/edging, cock warming, edging, brat taming (on both ends), subtle manipulation, restraints, usage of toys, immense dirty talk, slight corruption, mentions of going unconscious, mentions of straps, somnophilia (written consensually), + thigh humping- GYATT, there’s a lot… ༄

✦ 𝒟om doggo personalities who are experimental softies and pleasers who would do anything to ensure your satisfaction if you cajole them with the correct treats. Because these loyal little things desires will go miles for your recognition, it’s safe to assume that they’re a couple of sycophantic servants with their minds hellbent on quaffing down whatever is between your plush thighs, their poochie eyes soused with zeal as they lick you until your cum dissipates on their taste buds. They would be unduly stimulating, considering that you’d reach the pinnacle of pleasure once their tongue adulates your body as a reward for treating them with such kindness. Though it’s needless to say that they’re not all sunshines and rainbows, for some could be punishingly desperate if you haven’t returned the adoration, feeling a sense of regret pile onto their heart. They’d question your love for them, tears embellishing their miffed expressions as your walls fail to grasp around them considering how possessively they’ll pound inside of you, not caring about you being on your sixth orgasm — they’d just fuck you through another again and again and again. As long as you sincerely understand how much your attention means to them.

✧ “Feels good? Want more? C’mon, puppy.. do a trick for me? Shake? That’s a good pup.. Now, cum?” CHONGYUN, Neuvillette, CHILDE, Amber, ITTO, Navia, KAVEH, Yoimiya, EI, Furina, Kokomi, Candace, GOROU, + Thoma ordered you breathlessly and hopelessly as they watched your ass shake and undulate on their strap/dick, a spate of breathless moans eluding your lips during the process. Once the command has been established, your body would had practically collapsed onto the silk-infused duvets if it wasn’t from them holding you upwards so you could cum cooperatively and sequentially.

✦ 𝒮ub puppy personalities who will give their viability in order to retreat such amorous praises from you, so it’s safe to conclude that they’re just as obsequious as their dominant counterparts. Their adulation, overprotection and servile attributes deserve high-quality treats that would leave them compliant for the rest of the seasons. Although they’re practically brainwashed into maintaining your pleasure, whether it's with lecherous experiments that leave their vulnerabilities exposed for you to exploit and taint or smothering you with amaranthine gifts that they know you’d relish in, a puppy is still a puppy. It’s your job to give them more attention than anticipated, otherwise they’ll rebelliously defy you, purposely cumming without permission merely because you’ve demanded them to hold it. Their devotional minds are easily tempted into disorder, but they’re also prone to correction since their primary goal in life is to make you happy. Spewing panty apologies as you fuck them relentlesly, their whines and blabbers far from comprehensible, but you knew that this was more than enough to make them capitulate.

✧ “Mmnh- No, don’t wanna sit. Aren’t I your pretty puppy? M’ I a good puppy? I wanna- wanna.. up? Up, please? Please?” GOROU, Ayaka, Kokomi, NEUVILLETTE, Xingqiu, ITTO, Charlotte, + Ganyu implored somewhat comprehensively as spittle cascaded from the corner of their mouth, frantically grinding their hips against your crotch since they’re completely tempted to begin bouncing on your dick/strap like before. However, it would take much more than just polished, dewy, pleading eyes gleaming down at you to convince you to make them cum, let alone repetitive begging that should’ve been muted hours ago.

✦ 𝒟om feline personalities who innately presided over you once you’ve confirmed that you were theirs, therefore are outwardly self-possessed and assertive. While also experimentalists due to their insatiable curiosity, they’ll selfishly coax you into trying new things with them, their dilated, tantalizing eyes enrapturing you during the process. It would be a crime to tell such a guileless plea no, but your chafed wrists and desiccated throat wished you ruminated your words with healthier care. They expect to be lionized incessantly, even when your vocal cords lack the capability to produce anything that doesn’t resemble streams of whimper-like moans, even when they fail to grant you a millisecond of their time, even when you’re stuffed with a bullet vibrator that was on the highest setting available. You’d think that these personalities were insouciant towards your well-being, which discloses an intense suggestion of narcissism, but there’s an impending punishment awaiting for you if you were to speak of someone who isn’t nearly as important as them. Beseech them with mewls if you desire forgiveness, or else your skin will go pallid with the amount of cum suffusing with it, whether it’s theirs, which likely isn’t, or yours.

✧ “You call that apologizing? You’re still too comprehensible… Prove yourself better than that, little dove. Give me what I want, then I’ll have my pretty fingers in your pretty hole.” SCARAMOUCHE, Yelan, AL-HAITHAM, Wanderer, ZHONGLI, Lumine, Lynette, ROSARIA, Ayato, Beidou, YAE MIKO, CYNO, Tighnari, NINGGUANG, + Lisa retorts tauntingly as the vibrations of the toy intensified causing your legs to quake incessantly, your lips spew with squeaks, and your tears to prick harsher than the prickles of cacti. Instead of providing for any necessary comfort, they simply assisted your upcoming, and rather forced, orgasm by fucking you thoughtlessly with the cum-drenched bullet.

✦ 𝒮ub kitty personalities whose imprudence is genetically unbearable since these brats tend to overstep your boundaries solely because you told them not to do such. However, if you overlook their overbearing arrogance and overwhelming urges to poke at your wrong nerves, they’re simply adorable little things who wish to be doted on and coddled by you every second of their day, hence the excessive need to go overboard just for a lick of your attention. From innumerably rutting against silk-infused pillows with their doors ajar, their mewls disrupting your ability to focus on your work, to embellishing your tip/clit with taunting kitten licks before leaving you exasperated and needy. Have you considered teaching them a thing or two about patience? Forcefully shoving your dick/strap inside of them and ensuring that their moments are limited in order for you to tend to your work, disregarding the meaningless, ironic puppy-like whines against your shoulder, or the simmering sensations on your back as the regretful kitty in question excavated their claws into your back?

✧ “Mm-Master, let me cum... M’ a good kitty, right? I don’t… can’t- mmuh, pleaseplease.. C’mon? C’mon.. come on!” SCARAMOUCHE, Venti, LYNEY, Childe, Hu Tao, WANDERER, Venti, Eula, Zhongli, Wriothesley, HEIZOU, Mona, + Kaeya pleaded impatiently as your dick/strap fucked into them relentlessly resulting in them losing balance to the point where the only stability available is your hands which were grasping needily onto their waist. Each and every time cum threatened to spill from them, you’d halt your actions, which induced the blubbers and writhes significantly from the toy in desperate need of fulfillment as much as they’re deprived of punishment.

✦ 𝒟om rabbit personalities who are the clingiest when it comes to you and only you. Even with their timidity, they would bury it under the fabric of your shirt by hiding their heads underneath it, desiring to kiss along your mesmerizing skin without looking up at your puckish expression. Although they’re also willing to please and learn, they’re lack of understanding in certain fields causes hesitation, so you’re like guiding these poor souls. You’ve managed to misconstrue their brain into believing a plethora of artless ideals defines something rather lecherous, such as binkying in their lap as you ride/scissor them for ages, cum spluttering from your pretty pussy/tip as they spittle broken apologies and pleas due to understimulation. Meanwhile you’re the one that should be dying of thirst with the way those rabid sweethearts fuck you dry, whispering degrading nothings you’ve taught them to use in hopes they’ll eventually remmeber that it’s merely apart of foreplay. There’s not enough aftercare in the world to assist them, considering your first time with one of these individuals led to being fucked unconscious.

✧ “Mmmph- conejito… pl-please don’t sleep n-now, need you… want inside! Jusa lil’ more? Can’t.. just so mesmerizing when you cum all over my dick/strap..” VENTI, Chongyun (on them damn chilis), Hu Tao, XIAO, Lyney, + HEIZOU cried out subconsciously as they proceeded to weakly rut against your inanimate body, their mind muffled and muddled with a hazy lechery that could only be described as voracious. Even around the moment they were gradually comprehending your state, they had yet to snap out of it, even while the back of their mind is squealing to stop.

✦ 𝒮ub bunnies whose excitement and impatience is unbridled once you’ve mentioned that you were willing to please them when it’s needed, which ends up being hourly considering a rabbit’s inconceivable libido. In general, they need loads of attention considering how snoopy and energetic they are, let alone a tad brattish if they don’t receive what they want instantaneously. Though, when it came to it, much like their dominant counterparts, they were extremely modest during the first few weeks of training. Determining their favorite positions, beloved spots they adore being pleased with, or even going as far as coaxing them into behaving uncharacteristically if they want to make you proud. However, while being harebrained and impatient, they would bypass the preliminaries completely and lead as if they’ve invented foreplay, sloppily and selfishly binkying and grinding their hips against the surface of your thigh while you’re asleep. The overwhelming idea of you awakening and abasing them, which they weren’t even fond of before meeting you, was arousing them to the point where they brainlessly spittled their desires like forbidden affirmations.

✧ “A-And then—hmah! Sssh.. So much cum will be stuffed inside my mm-mouth. You’ll f-fuck my mouth, lips… c-call me mean names like.. b-boring bunny…” KABUKIMONO, Aether, Sucrose, Kazuha, Freminet, KAVEH, Shenhe, Nilou, LADY FURINA, Ei, + Layla + Xiao spluttered mindlessly as they humped the slight arch in your back considering that they’re straddling you, and yet you have yet to wake up, or so they assumed. With every grasp of your waist and aggressive thrust sent to your back, which was adorned by a series of rhythmic, sharp whines, your body jerked along with the bed, causing you to smile sadistically to yourself.

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themissinghand · 1 year

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Genshin Impact: The Overworked God

Summary: In which one of the lore writers who help write the world of Genshin Impact was suddenly thrusted in the very world they created. He doesn't know how this happened and the way home seemed like a pipe dream.

Well, testing characters is one thing, but playing God?

Oh boy.

Note: SAGAU if you squint but not really. Mainly fluff and healing mainly between a tired worker and the oldest Archon.

Male OC!

Warning: Genshin themes with mentions of war, and death. And OC needs some rest.

"Good morning, your Grace."

"5 more minutes..?"

"You are the Creator."

It took approximately one hard pinch to the elbow and 55 seconds later that Kai decided (albeit begrudgingly) that this was his reality.

Always negotiate the terms and pay for any job.

Payment is obviously going back home, but also monetary compensation, enough to retire early as a billionaire. And maybe a nice villa. Or bed.

Until Kai goes home, he might as well get an easier life here.

Which clearly did not go as intended.

"I will not be the babysitter for any Archon." Kai already has countries to run, royal families to manage, and human relationships are ever so complicated. He doesn't have the time nor desire to babysit gods for goodness sake.

And besides, the 7 Archons comes so much later in time!

He's a game writer, not a politician or babysitter! It's only because he played kingdom simulation games before and read too many fictional works that he could figure things out.

Celestia is supposed to be his assistant since he's the Creator, but isn't he working too hard!? At this point, he's gonna retire early!

"But your Grace, you cannot manage the world yourself. Archons can help manage them for you!"

Yes, Celestia gave up in speaking in elegant and ambiguous ways after their first negotiation session.

Kai thought about it for a bit before agreeing, anything that spelled less work for him, he'll take it!

"But, I'm not going to be a babysitter!"

Archon war?

Stop making me do more work!

What happened? It was peaceful for such a long time!

Was it because there were too many gods or powerful creatures? Damn Celestia, you're supposed to keep it under control!

Kai has a migraine everyday, so this wasn't surprising, but did the gods have to fight each other, just so only 7 left?!

Celestia!

"It must be done your Grace! Isn't this what you and your team wrote?"

"Well I changed my mind."

"Your Grace! If you go out there now, they will use you and your powers!"

"But I can't watch people die just because some stupid god or creature that wants power!"

Celestia remained silent at his outburst.

"Tempus. It's too late, it had already begun."

"Celestia!"

"Everything is your will after all. You wrote the story, didn't you?"

It was then did Kai realize that Celestia didn't follow him, but rather the words and designs set by his team in the real world.

Celestia is like an AI robot, one that only acts in accordance to the wishes of it's Creator.

But isn't he the Creator right now?! Does this mean he needs more power to be recognized, or overthrow the set system?

Kai stomped out in fury and for the first time, not as Kai, but the God of Time and Creation.

Tempus.

Tempus never thought he would play God, but here he is, relying on his godly powers to save what's left of his creation.

"Tempus."

Kai sent his final message to his country's royal family before turning to greet the rude guest.

"Morax." One of the 7 victors of war, a newly appointed Archon, entered without announcing anything beforehand and immediately strides towards Kai.

When Morax stops in front of him, there's an awkward silence between them, and Kai knows this man is waiting for something.

"No." But Kai declines. He's got why too much things to deal with and he's not going to do something he's done too many times.

"Guizhong is dead." Kai frowns, ah, of course.

"Please." Morax pleads, and Kai is put at odds when seeing the Lord of Geo so weak, so desperate.

"Morax. You know I cannot."

"Kai." He almost hisses, and Kai could care less.

"I'll do anything to bring everyone back."

"They will die no matter what."

Because I wrote it.

"Shut up!" Kai does not flinch when the God of Contracts claws at him. He simply stares into those golden eyes of fury and desperation.

"Turn back time! Do it!" The entire world quakes at his call, and Tempus is stuck.

Stuck between pity and reality.

"If I do, what will you do? What can you do?" Tempus responds, tired of this entire show. He groans when he felt strong claws around his neck.

"I'll save Guizhong! I'll stop the Archon war!"

"You'll only suffer and regret." Like him.

"I will not." The resolve in his voice is undeniable.

"If only you had been there with me then Guizhong-"

"Will die. If not by the war, then by her people."

"What?" Morax freezes, and Kai could hear the bitter realization hit him.

"If not by her people, then by fate. If not by fate, then by Celestia, by YOU! You of all people know even Gods die, Morax. It's a war." Kai is sick of it.

Tempus tried everything, but he is a powerless, useless god against his own pen in his home world.

Morax inhales, then exhales.

"Do it. Turn back time."

Tempus sighs, a distant memory of a determined, hard-working, and adorable adepti resurfaced in his mind.

He remembers laughing and writing Zhongli's character-

"One chance." Then the Lord of Geo lets go and bows.

"Thank you." Tempus puts a hand on Morax's bloodied shoulder and closes his eyes.

This conversation turns into one of the past.

The Archon war occurs, and Tempus watches Morax fail.

If he prevents one red flag, another arises.

Everything repeats, like a never-ending cycle of torture.

"Morax."

"Tempus." The God of Time stops behind his sitting figure in front of Guizhong and many of his colleagues' graves.

Tempus puts a glazed lily on each of the graves and offers his own condolences.

"Morax. It's over now. Return."

"And where would I return?" Tempus holds out his hand.

"Then, come with me."

Morax accepted and followed.

For some reason, Morax holds onto his hand like his lifeline, and Tempus allows him.

Just like that, the two Gods made their way to Temporium, a land where time moves differently than in the rest of the world.

Temporium is a wonderful nation.

Old as time, this country is the first nation Tempus raised from the ground. It is also the country that he chose to call "home".

The royal family is the one that manages the country and Tempus is merely a guide and protector, helping them navigate the dangers of the past and the future.

His protective shield around this land slows down or speeds up time within the shield, creating a safe haven that is immune to any outside influences.

Kai wants to make this country similar to his real home.

Before he was thrown into this madness.

Tempus leads Morax into a transparent dome known as a green house and stops.

"Morax. Time is limited. So cherish it."

Surrounded by flowers and greenery, there stood a woman with a gentle smile.

"Morax?"

Tempus watches them reunite and thinks that losing sleep is worth it.

Looking up into the skies, Tempus thinks that since he was able to change fate, just slightly, it means Tempus is stronger, but not enough.

Celestia is wavering.

But he's too late.

Too many died, and too many suffered due to his hand. He can't just turn back time, for he will also revert to the past "him".

Nevertheless, Tempus swore to change the plot, and maybe, just maybe, end this never-ending madness.

Seeing as to how Morax and Guizhong are fine, Tempus disappears and reappears under a cherry blossom tree.

There was another person he saved, a sister and leader to many. There, two sisters cried in each other’s arms like no tomorrow.

Tempus watches solemnly, and repeats the same disappearing and reappearing, many times.

Tempus shouldn't be at this tea party.

"Morax. Let's rebuild Liyue."

"Guizhong. They betrayed you." Morax clearly looks like he was withholding his rage.

"I know." Guizhong acknowledges, but isn't afraid.

"But even so, I understand their reasons. To protect their land from an unwanted war."

Her kindness knows no bounds. Truly, no one deserves her.

"Thus Morax, this time, we will rebuild Liyue with the adepti, and we will stand together. As always."

"Guizhong. I...cannot afford to lose you again." She smiles wistfully, and then looks at Tempus.

"I too am afraid of disappearing, and without Tempus, perhaps I would have perished. It was he who saved me and led me to his realm to heal. For that, thank you."

Morax too bows in gratitude.

"I apologize that I cannot save everyone."

"That would be too much to ask from you, Tempus. For you are not an omnipotent, omniscient or omnipresent God."

For the first time, Tempus feels slightly relieved at someone's words.

"I'm sure you did your best and already changed so many people’s lives."

Huh. A soft smile blooms on his face and the two seemed surprised.

Truly, no one deserves her.

Eventually they leave, and Tempus, sends them off peacefully, wishing them the best.

Then, Liyue is built once again.

This time, they build the foundation and protect the city together.

But again, even the gods cannot go against time.

When Guizhong dies, she dies as she scatters her wisdom all over Liyue, to her people, to her country and to her loved ones.

This time, she dies without regrets.

This time, she dies because Celestia told her it was time.

There was no forewarning, but it looked like she knew.

She spent the last of her time with Morax and Tempus before she fades and flutters away like dust.

Again, Morax receives a stone dumbbell, challenging him to unlock.

But this time, there was one thing that changed.

"Morax, I hope you can befriend Tempus. He's the oldest of all gods, the one who has drifted the longest among all. Yet, he is perhaps the one that is the loneliest and wisest, or perhaps that is why he acts the way he acts." She says after she gives him her dumbbell.

"If I have one regret, it would be that I have never gained his trust."

"Guizhong, that's impossible-"

"Morax, he has never shown us more than courtesy and kindness. Maybe I am greedy, but I want to become a friend to all." She smiles.

"That is why, I hope you can be his friend in place of I."

"Of course. By your gift, I pledge to fulfill your will." Morax holds her hand as she disintegrates.

"Thank you Morax. I hope only happiness and prosperity follow you."

Like dust, they slip through his fingers and disappear.

Like all of his comrades, friends, and loved ones.

And Tempus could only watch from the distance like a powerless God he is.

"The loneliest and wisest huh..."

He could only laugh bitterly.

"Tempus."

"Morax." The god replies with a low hum, "What brings you here?"

"I want to give you my gratitude."

"No need." Tempus does not turn to greet him, but simply continues to write. Morax watches him write with a mysterious utensil, a pen.

Tempus truly is worthy of being called a genius amongst geniuses.

A god who built a country, and protected his realm despite the Archon War, and survived. No wonder he is heavily respected and worshiped by his people.

"Teach me."

The god stops.

"What are you talking about?"

"Teach me how to build Liyue."

"It's already built."

"How to govern as a God." Without Guizhong and his friends, Morax is incapable of running a country. His hands were made to fight and seal monsters, not to care for people.

"You do not need to govern a country. Barbatos-"

"He's a fool." Morax heard a muffled laugh.

"But his country is still functioning quite well isn't it?" Tempus turns around, his azure eyes meets his golden ones.

"Tempus."

"What will I get in return? God of Contracts?" Tempus smiles before he stands.

"What do you need?"

"Trade." Morax blinks.

"Free trade amongst civilians. No taxes or barriers." Morax doesn't quite understand his terms, but he's willing to learn.

"I accept."

"You don't even know what I said didn't you?" Tempus crosses his arms and shook his head.

"I believe you are a fair person and one who will teach me what I need to know.”

“Just like old times isn’t it?”

This was Morax's first contract, and certainly won't be the last.

Time passes quickly, and soon, Morax and Barbatos become the two of the original seven left.

Despite this, Tempus does his job as both a Creator and babysitter job well.

He ensures Gods fulfill their duty and if they need help, they can seek him out. If Tempus ever saw something worth his time (which is like...every time), he too would interfere, gaining the Archons' favour.

He realized the power of the butterfly effect. From saving Gods such as Guizhong and Makoto, even with what little power he had during the Archon War to extend their life, it played an immense part in changing the Archons themselves.

Again, too much work, and too little time.

Even if he slows down time, he could never get enough sleep.

It's also blatantly obviously the Archons are treating him too well, but he originally thought it made sense with all the effort he put in to change the plot.

But their affectionate gestures increased after they found of he was the Creator.

Tempus really shouldn't have told Morax this a while back and allowed him to tell the other Archons. Luckily, he prevented them from telling anyone else under the pretense that it was his order.

Even so, Kai finally feels a little more at ease. He could finally get some sleep.

Could he really complain about the children (Archons) when they gave him the most premium material to sleep on?

Or hear a private concert from a certain bard?

Or try out the best food in the jungles?

Or let him sleep under the giant cherry blossoms whenever he wants?

Or take him out to a hot springs in Liyue?

"Kai. How are you feeling?" Zhongli asks from behind him, who is washing his long, long hair.

"Good...Thanks...Zhongli."

Kai can finally relax a bit and it’s well deserved. Taking care of kids is hard. Much less 7 at once.

At least they’re paying him back with interest.

Zhongli couldn't help but smile proudly when the sleepless God fell asleep in his domain.

He'd be sure to brag about this at their next Archon meeting.

Not knowing it would be their last.

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catchinraindrop · 3 months

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Ranming brainrot

"What is their current relationship?"

They both haven't met officially.

Gaming kinda sorta fangirls over Yunjin, and watching it from afar was Raindrop.

Now, knowing he performs wushou dance from time to time, she was always there at every performance despite the fact she's busy doing commissions as an adventurer.

Watching every single one with interest as it seems good enough to actually keep her awake through the whole thing.

She knows him but at the same time, does not.

And Raindrop does not see a reason as to why she should approach him.

Gaming seems to be doing fine, after all.

He seems happy and content. if she were to join the picture, she would probably ruin that lion guy's peace.

So like a flower, she just watches him from time to time, admiring with a bit of interest before going on with her day.

Maybe giving a bit of support in the shadows when she sees that it has started to wilt a little; but other than that, she doesn't want to get involved further.

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emotional-otter · 1 year

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SAGAU where reader has a gun that never seems to run out of bullets

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v3lv3tf0x · 7 months

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✧What Beautiful Tears✧ MATURE (i forgot to put that)

Scaramouche x male!OC

Info/Warnings- top OC, bottom Scaramouche, dacryphilia, overstimulation, light bondage, masochist Scaramouche, sadist OC, Scaramouche is a whiny brat, smacking(one time), hair pulling, these mfs kinky, OC isn’t very sane

NSFW under the cut

"I don't cry." Scaramouche scoffed, rolling those purple eyes that Mischa wasn't sure if he hated or loved.

"Everyone cries." Mischa purred, leaning on his sword and batting his eyes at the short Harbinger. "Whether from pain, happiness, grief, or… pleasure…" he grinned.

"Not me. Nothing makes me cry." Scaramouche sneered. Mischa's eyes widened and he sauntered over to Scaramouche with a shit-eating grin.

"I bet I could make you cry." He hummed. Scaramouche glowered at him.

"No, you could not." He snapped, annoyed at the sadistic gleam in Mischa's eyes.

"Are you sure?"

"Yes." Scaramouche said flatly. Mischa got closer to him, tilting his hat back with one hand and putting his other hand on Scaramouche's waist.

"How 'bout I try and if I can't make you cry, you can do whatever you want to me?" Mischa's lips nearly touched Scaramouche's own. Scaramouche looked away, an infuriated look on his red face.

"No."

"Aww… please?" Mischa begged, giving Scaramouche eyes that reminded him of deer. He glowered at Mischa for nearly five minutes before giving in to the lower-ranked man's gaze.

"Fine." He scowled. Mischa wasted no time in smashing his mouth against Scaramouche's. The Harbinger flinched at the sudden touch but begrudgingly let Mischa kiss him. Suddenly the warrior shoved his tongue into Scaramouche's mouth, turning the kiss sloppy and wet, much to Scaramouche's disgust. Mischa's hand slid down his torso and he began to undress Scaramouche slowly, almost tantalizingly, as he broke their kiss and moved onto Scaramouche's neck. Scaramouche shuddered, a soft moan escaping his lips, as Mischa bit him gently, continuing to undress him until the only thing he had on was that black bodysuit that zipped up in the back. That and his ridiculous hat. Mishca pulled back and took Scaramouche’s hat off and placed it on his desk, earning a hateful glare. He then stepped back and grinned when Scaramouche attempted to follow him.

“I’ll be right back. Sit on the bed. And take that off.” Mischa said, ducking out of the room. Scaramouche rolled his eyes in annoyance, irritated at the fact that Mischa thought he would blindly listen to him with no questions asked. When Mischa came back, he was holding a pretty purple ribbon, but he noticed that Scaramouche hadn’t done what he asked.

“What’s that for?” Scaramouche sneered.

“I thought I asked you to get undressed.” Mischa said in a flat tone. Scaramouche scoffed.

“Why would I listen to you?” He crossed his arms across his chest.

“You said-” Mischa started in a whiny voice, only to be interrupted.

“Don’t whine at me.”

“Still… you’re not listening to me…” Mischa pouted. Scaramouche ignored him and gestured to the ribbon.

“What is that for?” He asked again.

“Just so you don’t get any ideas.” Mischa purred, sauntering over to the blue haired man and reaching behind him with both arms after putting the ribbon in his mouth. Scaramouche froze, thinking it would be some sort of embrace, only to hear his zipper coming undone and feel cold air hit his bare skin. Goosebumps prickled his body as Mischa removed his body suit while Scaramouche simply stood there.

“So bothersome.” Mischa sighed around the ribbon clenched between his teeth as he fully removed the article of clothing. Then he pushed Scaramouche backwards, earning a surprised and angry grunt as he hit the bed.

“Stay still.” Mischa said, knowing full well Scaramouche would not listen. He struggled slightly in Mischa’s grasp as Mischa grabbed wrists and tied them above his head and to the headboard. Scaramouche glowered up at him, trying to pull his arms free. He stopped struggling and let out a very audible gasp when Mischa’s cold hands trailed down his bare torso. Mischa grinned, pressing his palms against Scaramouche’s stomach, splaying his fingers out.

“Cold?” He asked. Scaramouche glared up at him and jerked his hips in an attempt to get Mischa off, only for Mischa to dig his nails into Scaramouche’s stomach.

“The fuck?!” Scaramouche flinched, his cheeks burning red as Mischa leaned down and gently licked up the droplets of blood that had formed. He shivered at the slight sting and pressed his thighs together, gaining Mischa’s attention.

“Oh? You like that?” Mischa giggled. “I figured you were a masochist.” Scaramouche stared at him, his jaw opening and closing a few times before he just looked away. Mischa giggled again and leaned into Scaramouche’s neck, peppering it with kisses and soft bites, listening to the restrained moans and gasps coming from Scaramouche before finding his sweet spot and roughly sinking his teeth into it. Scaramouche let out a yelp, arching his back sharply.

“That-” he started but interrupted himself with another moan when Mischa licked the bite. Mischa continued to bite and lick him all over, planting soft kisses in between. He reached up and pinched one of Scaramouche’s nipples, rolling it harshly between his fingers, making Scaramouche moan and pant. Mischa put his mouth on his other nipple, swirling his tongue around the bud, biting it before removing his hand and mouth from Scaramouche’s chest and pressing a hard kiss against his mouth. Scaramouche was shivering by now, his dick straining painfully in his boxers. He pitifully tried to grind down on Micha’s knee only for Mischa to scooch back. Mischa sat up and gazed condescendingly down at Scaramouche.

“I haven’t even touched you yet and you already looked fucked out.” He mused. “How long has it been since you’ve been fucked good, hmm?” Scaramouche snapped out of his daze enough to curl his lip in disdain.

“None of your business.” He spat. Mischa quirked a brow.

“Oh?” He sneered. “Okay, then.” He yanked off Scaramouche’s boxers and grabbed his dick roughly, jerking him off at a too-fast pace. Scaramouche let out a loud yelp at the sudden stimulation.

“W- wait, that’s too much-!” He stuttered, gripping the sheets as he bucked his hips involuntarily. “I’m gon- gonna-”

“No, you’re not.” Mischa said in a reasonable voice, sliding his thumb over the tip of Scaramouche’s dick. Scaramouche gave a whiny groan at the loss of his high and the inability to relish in his release.

“What… what the fuck…” he panted, glowering angrily down at Mischa, who sat between his legs, still fully clothed.

“You really are a little shit, huh?” Mischa giggled as though nothing had just happened. Scaramouche stared at him in disbelief.

“I am a God-”

“Really? Who knew gods could be so slutty…” Mischa mused with a wry grin. Without warning, he shoved two of his fingers into Scaramouche’s mouth. “Suck.” Scaramouche didn’t do anything for a moment, causing Mischa to practically shove his fingers down his throat.

“I said,” He snapped. “Suck.” Scaramouche gagged and began swirling his tongue on Mischa’s fingers. When Mischa deemed fit, he took his fingers out of Scaramouche’s mouth and hoisted his legs up onto his shoulders.

“What are y-” Mischa pushed a finger into Scaramouche, making the “God” let out a high pitched, drawn out moan. His whole body jolted and tensed at the sudden intrusion.

“Relax or this will hurt… more than I intend for it to.” Mischa sneered. Scaramouche let out a shuddering breath and attempted to relax his body, only for Mischa to curl his finger, drawing another moan from him. Mischa kissed him sloppily, pushing his tongue into Scaramouche’s already-open mouth, muffling the sound. Without warning, a-fucking-gain, he shoved a second finger in and began thrusting them in and out of Scaramouche.

Tears of pain and pleasure pricked at Scaramouche’s eyes, threatening to spill, as Mischa’s fingers brushed his prostate, but he blinked them back, refusing to give into Mischa’s cruel antics. Mischa pushed yet another finger into Scaramouche, his fingers moving at a pace that Scaramouche could barely keep up with. His dick twitched and his moans got louder, letting Mischa know he was close. Mischa swiftly pulled his fingers out and Scaramouche almost let the tears fall. Almost.

“You- you fucker- I-” Scaramouche struggled for words. Mischa leaned forward and kissed his cheek gently.

“You’re not crying yet…” he had the audacity to sound disappointed.

“Let me fucking- just let me cum already.” Scaramouche spat, his voice wobbly.

“You’re so rude.” Mischa teasingly dragged his fingers down Scaramouche’s dick. Scaramouche jerked his hips into the touch.

“I swear-”

“What do you say?” Mischa purred. Scaramouche snarled at him.

“Let me cum.”

“C’mon… you know the magic word.” Mischa rubbed the tip of his dick again and Scaramouche shuddered.

“Please,” he looked away, his face burning with shame as he got over his ego. Micha giggled with glee, taking his pants off as quickly as he could, freeing his almost painful boner, and stroking himself a few times before lifting Scaramouche’s hips up, spitting on his ass, and slamming into him. Scaramouche broke, instantly cumming as tears of relief and pain spilled down his face. At the sight of his tears, Mischa sped up his pace, slamming into Scaramouche’s prostate nearly every time.

“You’re- ahh, you’re so pretty when you cry, Kuni~” Mischa panted, taking one hand off of Scaramouche’s hip and gently brushing the tears off of his face. Scaramouche let out a sob, mixed with a moan, as Mischa used the same hand to jerk him off again.

“Call me that again.” Scaramouche begged, his arms struggling in the ribbon.

“What? Kuni?” Mischa grinned. Scaramouche whimpered, wrapping his legs around Mischa’s waist.

“Please, please.” He whined.

“Kuni, Kuni, Kuni,” Micha said between grunts. “You’re so good, Kuni… so tight…” Scaramouche came again, leaving his thighs weak as his legs dropped from Mischa’s waist.

“Mischa…” he breathed as he felt the latter pull out.

“You finish so fast… it's sad, really.” Mischa said pitifully before looking down and seeing Scaramouche’s relieved expression. “Oh, you didn’t think we were done, did you?” He asked innocently as he reached up and untied Scaramouche’s wrists.

“What?” Scaramouche furrowed his brow. “But… you got what you wanted?” God, he sounded so fucking pitiful, it took all of Mischa’s self control not to slam back into him that second.

“I still haven’t come yet. You just expect me to deal with it myself after pleasing you?” Mischa asked, sounding hurt. Scaramouche whined as his arms were finally allowed to rest at his sides.

“Of course. Why should I care-” Mischa smacked him, not hard, but enough to leave the harbinger stunned into silence.

“You’re already back to being a brat.” Misch sighed in disappointment. “I don’t think you get it, Kuni. I’m going to fuck you until the only thing you can think or say is my name.” Although the words were said with a sugary sweet tone, Scaramouche swallowed hard. He refused to admit it, but the thought turned him on. His body gave him away.

“Oh, you like that idea? Me too, I loved seeing you cry…” Mischa sighed dreamily as he leaned down between Scaramouche's legs and peeked up at him, dragging his tongue up his dick.

"That's not-"

"Hmm? Sanitary? I just had my dick in your ass." Mischa deadpanned. It honestly scared Scaramouche, how quickly Mischa's moods changed.

"You're so lewd…" Scaramouche grumbled. Mischa giggled before wrapping his lips around the tip of Scaramouche's dick. Scaramouche whined from the overstimulation, digging his fingers into the sheets as Mischa continued to take him into his mouth completely, deepthroating him without gagging in the slightest. Scaramouche’s hands flew to his hair and Mischa groaned as his hair was yanked, Scaramouche’s fingers digging into his scalp. The sound sent vibrations along his dick and Scaramouche moaned again, thrusting his hips up and forcing his dick even further down Mischa’s throat. Mischa let his teeth graze the underside of Scaramouche’s dick, making him shudder and pull his hair yet again.

“So fucking… so fucking good…” Scaramouche moaned. Mischa grinned, sucking harder. Scaramouche whined, arching his back.

“I’m close… let me- let me cum-” he panted. Mischa decided to let the Harbinger cum, his jaw was starting to get sore anyways. Scaramouche let out a whiny moan as he came for a third time in Mischa’s mouth, the latter swallowing around his dick. Mischa pulled off of his dick with a lewd pop and looked up at Scaramouche. His face was, his eyes droopy, and his mouth open. Mischa bit his lip and reached up to cup Scaramouche’s face.

“You’re so pretty, Kuni…” he purred, gently caressing his cheek with his thumb. Scaramouche absentmindedly leaned into the touch with a quiet groan.

“Ready for more?”

“Mmm…” Scaramouche responded as Mischa slipped his arms around his back and put him in a sitting position.

“Get on your hands and knees, okay?” Mischa asked sweetly. Scaramouche glared at him, slowly coming back from his high.

“Seriously…?” He snapped. Mischa’s eyes glittered as he nodded.

“You’re gonna feel so good, I promise.” He said. Scaramouche frowned at him before rolling over and getting on his hands and knees. Mischa pulled his shirt off and tossed it on the floor, knowing it would be uncomfortable to have on.

“What are you waiting for?” Scaramouche snapped, looking behind him.

“Relax, I was just taking off my shirt.” Mischa replied, leveling his dick with Scaramouche’s ass.

“Hey! Go slow, I’m sore from-” Scaramouche cut himself off with a loud cry as Mischa blatantly ignored him and slammed into him, immediately hitting his prostate. This new position had Scaramouche seeing stars. Each thrust made his body jolt with pleasure as Mischa bottomed out every time. He dug his fingers into the sheets, the room filled with his moans and Mischa’s grunts.

“Oh, fuck, oh, fuck- Mischa- fuck-” he gasped out between groans.

“I told you.” Thrust. “It’d feel.” Thrust. “Good, Kuni.” Thrust.

“More-” he said, his tone pleading.

“What’s the magic word?” Mischa panted. Scaramouche whined.

“More, please, Mishca-” he begged. Mischa thrusted into his harder and faster, giving him what he had asked so nicely for, and Scaramouche’s arms gave out. His head fell against the pillow, his back bent in a way he didn’t know it could bend, but Mischa didn’t stop. Tears were freely spilling down his face now, overwhelmed with pleasure and overstimulation. Mischa grabbed his hair roughly and yanked him back up so that his chest was pressed against Scaramouche’s back.

“I never said you could lay down, Kuni.” Mischa growled, stopping his movements all together. Scaramouche let out a pitiful half-moan, half-sob noise.

“Don’t stop,” he begged, grinding his ass against Mischa, who just bit his shoulder in response.

“You’re a whiny little bitch, aren’t you?” Mischa snickered, turning Scaramouche’s head so that he could kiss him. In no way was he nice about it, practically shoving his tongue down Scaramouche’s throat, but the latter didn’t seem to mind as he let out another moan. Mischa pulled back, licking his lips.

“Keep going.” Scaramouche begged again, gazing up at Mischa with lust fogged eyes. Mischa grinned. He had broken the 6th Fatui Harbinger, the one nearly everyone feared.

“As you wish, Balladeer.” Mischa purred and let Scaramouche lay back down, his ass in the air. Mischa resumed his thrusts, making Scaramouche keen, the sound music to Mischa’s ears. His hands held Scaramouche still, so tightly that he would probably have bruises tomorrow. Scaramouche’s moans and whines got louder until he came again. Mischa thrusted a few more times before he came as well, and Scaramouche nearly screamed at the feeling. The sheets were soaked now, with drool and cum, but Mischa paid no mind as he shifted Scaramouche to see him. His face was positively fucked out now, his mouth open and drool dripping out, his face red, and his eyes half-lidded.

“Are you finished…?” He half mumbled. Mischa shook his head in mock sympathy.

“You can still form coherent sentences, Kuni. Remember what I promised?”

“Mischa…” Scaramouche whined as he felt himself being moved again. Now, he was on his side, one of his legs thrown over Mischa’s shoulder and Mischa was plowing back into him, causing more tears to spill down his face.

“S’ good, too much, Mischa- ahh-” Scaramouche whined, his nails digging into Mischa’s biceps. Mischa continued to slam into him. His body shuddered and twitched sporadically.

“Too much? You- nng- you’re doing great, Kuni…” Mischa grunts in his ear, kissing away the tears on his cheek.

“M’ gonna-” Scaramouche whined. “Mischa-”

“So… soon?” Mischa panted, thrusting harder. Scaramouche’s eyes crossed as he came harder than he had before, his body jolting against Mischa’s. By now his brain couldn’t make sense of anything other than the feeling of Mischa pounding in and out of him, fucking him into oblivion. Mischa had gotten what he wanted, the only thing Scaramouche could sob was his name, and to Mischa, it was ecstasy. He didn’t stop until he had found his own release again, filling Scaramouche to the brim.

“Fuck…” Mischa panted, slowly pulling out of Scaramouche, who whimpered at the emptiness. Mischa watched as his cum spilled out of Scaramouche, whose thighs trembled and twitched. Mischa leaned over and scooped his cum off the sheets and fingered it back into Scaramouche, who simply whimpered.

“Look at you, such a whore for me…” Mischa said, leaning over and pressing gentle kisses to Scaramouche’s face. “I’m going to get a bath going. Don’t you dare fall asleep.” He got up off the bed and made his way to the bathroom. His bedroom smelled of sex, and it probably would until he aired it out, but he didn’t mind. He got the bath running with warm water and went back to get Scaramouche. He was still laying on the bed but his legs had given out. He slowly looked over to Mischa, who picked him up gently.

“Mischa…” Scaramouche mumbled sleepily. Mischa blinked down at him.

“I’ll clean you up, don’t worry, Kuni.” Mischa said as he set him in the bathtub and turned off the water. He stepped into the bathtub and gently began cleaning Scaramouche, washing him softly with a soapy rag. He washed his hair and rinsed it, making sure not to get soap into his eyes, before Mischa began working on himself. When he was done, he let Scaramouche sit in the water while he dried off and changed the sheets and made the bed. When he made his way back into the bathroom, Scaramouche had fallen asleep.

“Ah… that’s alright.” He muttered, picking Scaramouche up and drying him before putting him in one of his own shirts, which looked like a dress on Scaramouche, and set him in bed. Mischa climbed in next to Scaramouche and brushed his hair out of his face.

“G’night, Kuni.”

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tags: @scara6 @st0pthatsgay

first Scara smut. its been marinating in my google docs for a really long time. lmk if you see any typos <33333

#genshin scaramouche #scaramouche #scaramouche smut #genshin x oc #kunikuzushi #genshin smut #genshin impact #please read the warnings #oc #genshin impact oc #the end is lowkey rushed idk why #dont come for me #actual filth

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i7lucsworld · 1 year

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I’m on character.ai for 10 hours a day so… Here are my chats with genshin men on Valentine’s day. Some are weirdly in character. I may write some imagines based on these. (The emoji with Diluc was my real reaction.)

My ratings: (No one asked but still.)

Childe: 💀/10

- I have no words.

- Bros a walking menace himself.

- Side eye.

- Please leave my family alone.

Tighnari: 4/10

- …?

- What do mushrooms have to do with V day…?

- Good intentions but dry.

Diluc: 1/10

- I shed tears.

- Who hurted him…

- Harsh.

- He apologized later so 2/10 ig.

Itto: 😭/10

- Literally in character.

- I can practically hear him say this.

- He’s Itto so I’ll start my training…

Wanderer: He’s just being a lil’ silly/10

- Girlboss.

- I love him very much.

- What’s Valentine’s day again?

- I’m just proving his point am I…?

Kaeya: 8/10

- One sentence in and he’s already flexing his gifts.

- He knows girls want him frfr.

- He wishes me back so ig we’re okay.

Albedo: Also a 8 ish/10

- Babygirl.

- I have expected this.

- Can chalk eat chocolates?

Zhongli: 10/10

- Absolutely not because I’m biased.

- Typical Zhongli.

- Caring.

- Why do I feel like he’s trying to tell me to leave him alone though…

Thoma: 9,5/10

- Malewife.

- Also very caring.

- I love chocolates.

- I love them even more if he made them himself. 💕

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anevilbunnyinthehat · 8 months

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🐉💍🐉

Old marriage that enjoys soft moments💖.

#genshin impact #genshin fanart #genshin x oc #zhongli #morax #nahtaivel #genshin #genshin oc #genshin impact oc #artists on tumblr

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strawberri-yan · 11 months

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[wip]

i just care them

#yun #My art #Genshin oc #Genshin x oc

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brwnicons · 2 years

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Hello! I’m making a kid oc and I was wondering if you would be comfortable writing a PLATONIC relationship w/ Zhongli, Kaeya, Thoma and Diluc + Gn Child reader?

I was thinking that reader was really tired and fell asleep on them or something like that.

Feel free to ignore

☆ Platonic relationships, specially with kid reader, heal my soul. I couldn't come with a scenario for kaeya but didn't want to have you waiting, sorry :( ☆

Genshin Dads x Kid!Reader

-> Summary: Kid!Reader falls asleep and their dad takes care of them

Tags: Fluff, Platonic relationship, Kid!reader, the main characters are the Reader's dad. Implied Thoma x Ayato [Thomato🍅?].

-> Warnings: This is a platonic fic involving a kid character, pedophilic behavior of any kind is not accepted nor respected here.

-> Triggers: None

-> Includes: Zhongli, Thoma and Diluc

Please tell me if you find any mistake!

Zhongli

You were peacefully enjoying some warm tea at late noon on Liyue's Harbour best teahouse when you started to feel your eyelids grow heavier. Your dad noticed your behavior and chuckled silently before taking off his coat and covering you with it, "Excuse me, sweetheart -I'm afraid I lost my control over time. How about we head home?"

You were too tired to answer so you just nodded softly after giving a small yawn to him and rubbing your eyes tiredly. You rest your head on his shoulder and he takes you on his arms before heading home, allwhile a loving smile paints his face.

Thoma

You love accompanying you father wherever he goes but, as much as Mr Kamisato Ayato treats you nicely and gives you sweets whenever he sees you -he even showed you his bright katana!-, you have to admit that your father's work is rather...boring. Yes, you love to help him with the broom or cleaning the dust off some tables but the rest of the time you have to spend it in the garden, laying around on the grass or watching a row of ants work together on some lost crumbs.

Today was being a specially long day of work for your father at the Kamisato Estate and although he warned you about it, you were growing more and more tired. Eventually, it didn't take much time until your eyelids became heavier and your mind blurry. You were outside, in the garden, when you fell asleep on the dark wooden stairs of the Kamisato House. As soon as Thoma noticed your absence and couldn't see you around he grew worried and ran outside to search for you but he sighed in relief when he saw that you just fell asleep. He chuckled softly at the sight and picked you up "You're going to catch a cold if you stay outside" and gave you a soft kiss on your forehead before entering again the Kamisato Estate.

He laid you on a pillow and covered you with a soft blanket before smiling to himself and continue working.

When Mr. Kamisato Ayato returned from his meetings he couldn't feel but touched at the sight of you sleeping on a corner. Since Thoma had been working on the house all day, he didn't mind sending him home sooner than usual, and so he did. He whispered him, careful not to wake you up, something about having the rest of the day off so he could relax a bit.

Thoma was surprised about this suggestion but took it anyway so, when he finished organizing the documents from Mr. Kamisato's meeting, he took you in his arms and after a quick goodbye you headed home.

He had to admit that he loved having you around work but, sometimes, the thought of how you prefer being with him rather playing with other kids makes him a bit sad. He wished he could go with you to the park or just take a walk around.

But, who knows? Maybe one day some head of the Kamisato Clan decides that he wants to spend a peaceful day around Inazuma with you and your dad.

Diluc

Although your dad doesn't want you around the tabern —even less if it's at night— he could only surrender at those pleading, watery eyes. After all, it wasn't that late anyway, so he let you stay around.

You were sitting in front of the bar counter with your favourite beverage on one hand as you watched closely how your dad worked.

Everything he was doing was so elegant —mixing cocktails, pouring milk on coffee, squeezing lemons on cups of tea- you couldn't be proudest of your dad.

Allwhile Diluc was working, a smile was painted on his face at your little, proud eyes, you were really enjoying watching the show of him working.

Eventually, he'll tell you outloud the recipes and steps for making different things and narrate you the process so you can learn them, too. When he's got a bit of free time, he'll also let you take a sip of the non-alcoholic beverages he makes, the ones with the best smell.

Needless to say that he'll watch with furious eyes to whoever happens to sit beside you and won't hesitate to raise his voice against anyone who starts talking and bothering you. Thankfully, Mr Kaeya and Lady Rosaria are also around and, as the good uncle and aunt that they are, they won't hesitate neither to kick some butts if it's for your safety and comfort.

Excuse me, I've got too excited, now to the main topic

You wanted to continue watching your dad work —It wasn't even late!— but your eyes refused to stay open. The moment Diluc noticed your tiredness, he asked Charles beside him for a quick relay.

Then, he gently took you in his arms and headed to the Favounius Headquartes, where he searched for someone who could take an eye on you whike he worked on the tabern —he wouldn't mind having you sleeping while he works if it weren't by the fact that his work is full of drunk weirdos—.

After peeking around the library he heard the voice of a woman,

-Diluc- She sighed -What are you looking for?-

Your dad turned his head to where he sound was coming and so he saw Lisa reading some book on a couch. She quirked an eyebrow at him and waited for an answer she probably already suspected.

-Lisa, I need you to watch my kid while I work- he stopped talking as he saw the librarian pinch the bridge of her nose -It won't be long, just until I finish a couple things, I'll be leaving soon today-

-Ah...Whatever!- She sighs again as she stands up and takes some blankets from a couch -Put them here. If they make any noise I swear I'll return them to you, Diluc-

Your dad let you rest on the soft surface before covering you with a blanket. Then, he thanked Lisa for the favor and quickly returned to the tabern so he could pick your things up.

≡≡≡

The next thing you remember is waking up in a bed in a room of the Favounius Headquartes, your dad snoring softly on a nearby sofa. In fact, he looked rather uncomfortable, so you stood up and decided to put a pillow under his head.

You got to cover him with a blanket and put a pillow beneath his neck without waking him up. Then, you returned to your own bed to continue sleeping peacefully, knowing that your dad never left you and never will.

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bingthirst · 2 years

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WARNINGS!6?!0@: NONCON ━━━

Empty head ,Imagine gorou going feral on your cunt while itto has you caged in his arms so you don’t escape,Gorou whining like a dog in heat as he eats you out,While itto is sucking on painful hickies around your neck,Bitting into your shoulder and laughing at your crying state :( After gorous finally done his face and chin dripping with your juices,Suddenly him and itto switch spots,Uh oh it seems like gorou was just preparing you so you could take ittos oni dick<3

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mixed-kester · 2 months

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AITA for not giving this guy another chance after he mistreated me?

I (22) have been pining over this person (500+) for over three years now, but it reached a breaking point and I gave up.

I was the one who pursued him because he seemed lonely and lost and he always rebuffed my attempts at making friends, but like the utter dumbass i am, I tried and tried; i even went up to his mom's house and got killed because I wanted to enact revenge for him.

And yes, when i said I wanted to make friends with him, I mean it in every sense of the word. I tried to reason with him, to be like him so he can have someone to relate to. Hell, I even tried to join his weird-ass cult before it dissolved. That's how obsessed I was with him.

Emphasis, of course, on was.

I started having dreams of another guy (24) who's just like him-- only this time, he's a bit kinder. A bit more softer. A bit less like a monster, and more... humane. Well, time "passed" inside that dream and I realized that I liked this person more than I liked that guy, so I wanted to stay with him forever.

Alas, dreams aren't meant to last, and I woke up as a consequence of a botched attempt to repair that asshole's consciousness. (EDIT: Lesser Lord Kusanali gave me admin access. Y'all can't see what it is because I signed an NDA.)

Of course, it's back to this person and not the kind one-- but this time, I knew. I didn't tolerate shit from him-- but when it came to too much and tore a love letter right in front of my face, I had enough and told him to fuck off and die.

So, i hereby contacted an insider from the Akademiya and slept in a medically induced coma for a year. (EDIT: a more accurate term is Dendro-hastened slumber, thanks u/akademiya-tighnari!) And yes, that meant I get to be with that other guy more!

…but for some insane reason, another year with him got cut short by-- you guessed it-- the same asshole who mistreated me. I gave him the cold shoulder, as I did the year before I slept, and told him to fuck off repeatedly when he kept following me like a stray cat. (EDIT: no, I did not have a chance to file a restraining order to the Matra-- he's a nobody in every sense of the word. no records, no anything. I don't even think I knew what his name is.)

He kept trying to talk to me about giving him another chance, but I told him that that bridge isn't even burnt, he dropped an atomic bomb on it and blamed me for making him do it, and told him once more to get lost and get out of my sight.

However, my therapist thinks I should give him a chance as he was her former client as well, and she can see that he has changed. (EDIT: No, I did not force her to violate her patient-doctor confidentiality, stop spamming comments.)

My other friend (26) confirmed my therapists observations. I usually trust his judgment, but I'm not sure I should trust this one. He has a propensity for embellishing truths.

So, am I the asshole in this?

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#genshin impact #wanderer: tinuvion #esther #writings #astronetwrk #kaeya #nahida #lesser lord kusanali #genshin x oc #wanderer #scaramouche #wanderer genshin impact #scaramouche genshin impact

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sh1-n0bu · 4 months

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Love letter event thing 🥀

Dear kazuha (genshin impact FWB)

Hello! It's Amia! I miss you so much and I wish you were here with me, actually I wish I could stay with you but I'm too scared to be traveling all the time...

Actually it's probably because my entire body hurts most of the time, but when I'm with you I feel like it's gone...

It's time for me to go now! Next time I see you in going to hug you okay?

Sincerely, Amia

𝙙𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙙𝙞𝙣𝙜! 𝙣𝙤𝙗𝙪’𝙨 𝙢𝙖𝙞𝙡 𝙙𝙚𝙡𝙞𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙮 𝙨𝙚𝙧𝙫𝙞𝙘𝙚!

to: keadehara kazuha from genshin impact

as a wandering samurai who has few close connections all over teyvat, it was no surprise that kazuha would receive a letter. not that he gets letters that much or often, he doesn’t. but the truth that he still has people over teyvat that care for him and that he cares for in return is undeniable.

sometimes, he would receive a letter here and there from the ones at the kamisato clan. more specifically, the siblings who are currently the head of the clan alongside the housekeeper. those three were the ones who helped him out greatly during the vision hunt degree, to which he is still incredibly thankful for till this day.

there’s also the traveler and paimon, both great friends of the anemo vision holder that he frequently exchanges gifts, wonders and letters with. they would write to him of their latest adventure and he would write back his own. there are also ones at mondstadt, fischl and mona, who he befriended when they got stranded on the weird island. there’s also xinyan as well, someone who’s from liyue harbor.

but there’s also another one. someone who has the closest yet also the most complicated relationship with. it was precisely during one of his moments of simply wondering what this person was doing, writing haikus about her, did a letter from her arrive. talk about perfect timing. so, with a knowing smile and a sense of growing longing in his heart, the samurai picked up a paper and a brush, dipping it in ink as he writes back his own reply.

“dear amia,

hello again old friend. it’s safe to say that i miss you as well. each time i come across something that reminds me of you in my travels, i just end up writing yet again another haiku about you. my travels have been filled with adventures, new friends along the way and the occasional getting drunk with captain beidou ( ´ ▽ ` ).

i have come across many new wonderful things in my travels, amia. most of them being new types of foods and snacks. i have found all sorts of innovative ways to make delicious, sugary goods from the most basic of ingredients. i’ll be sure to make them for you when we meet again.

and as for your health, please be sure to take good care of yourself. you tend to get sick easily and i wish to stay beside you a little bit more to look after you. alas, you have told me your wishes of not being the one to stop me from traveling and i’m forever grateful that you understand my desire to travel from one place to the other. one of these days, i will definitely settle down. and perhaps then, we can make things official.

with love, kazuha

side note; i would really love to accept those hugs(●’◡’●)ﾉ”

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Disobedience Begets Consequence

Zhongli, the Archon of War, wasn't always a calm man. After all, he is the Rex Lapis everyone knows.

So, of course he has a disciple who is a bit unruly every now and again. How does he fix this?

In his own little way of course.

Ruixia is an OC of mine. She's a common theme that shows up in my work as a Senri. I usually do Y/N works, but I wanted to release something small of my own as I start incorporating more of my more concrete reads here. I hope you enjoy Ruixia and Zhongli <3

There will be a part 2 and maybe even a 3. Part 2 will be posted soon since we've already had 3 released today.

Warning: Free Use, Aggression, Degradation, Submission, Half monster fucking (Zhongli has a barb)

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“Ruixia, I told you not to go down into that village for any reason-“

“But they were screaming for help-“

“That village is ridden with karma-“

“You told me to help whenever I can-“

“NOT THAT VILLAGE. STRICTLY.” Pointing at the dark, muddled houses, Zhongli glared angrily at the Senri, her ears flat as her tails lashed.

“The karma they have is a direct result of what they’d done 100 years ago, and you, by interfering, have made it worse.” Getting in close, he tapped her nose with his finger.

“You only listen halfway. Never consult me before barging in. Do you not understand just who I am, or are you testing –“

Electricity zapped up his arm from where she bit his finger, Ruixia eyes sharp as venom spat from them.

“Rex Lapis, this Rex Lapis that- I’m so scared of the Lord of Geo-“

She wasn’t sure what happened after he’d grabbed her by the mouth, his palm cutting off her rant as he forced her into the stone so roughly, pain bloomed at the base of her skull.

A deep growl resonated around them before gold emanated from his being-

Tearing open her hanfu, she panicked as he hitched her leg up, ripping her panties before unsheathing himself.

“W-wait- Rex Lapis I-“ He didn’t give her a chance to rescind, forcing his way inside as she whined loudly over his invasion. Beating at his chest, she gripped hard at the lapels of his robes as she tried steadying herself, Zhongli pumping hard inside her.

Her whining soon turned to wanton moans, tears streaking down her face as she tried to hide it, but Zhongli wasn’t having it.

Grabbing her by the throat, he forced her to look at him, embarrassment flooding her cheeks and running down her thighs as it stained the front of his pants.

“Please-..My Lord I-“

“Scolding you never works. You NEVER learn your lesson till I fuck it into you, disobedient little wretch.”

Shivers ran up her spine as her tail wrapped around his wrist. Humiliation as she bit her lip, made Zhongli’s aura grow brighter, enjoying the bounce of her supple breasts as her back arched.

That’s when she noticed through the blurriness of her tears that his horns and tail had grown out.

She’d really pissed him off this time, didn’t she?

“My Lord- I’m so-“

“Save it. Apologize with your body.” Snapping at her, he leaned in as he reached deeper, making her scream-

His fangs pierced her neck, making her eyes roll back as her body gave-

He didn’t stop- fucking her through her orgasm as her claws dug so deep into his back, he felt the beads of crimson running down his shoulders. Her blood was sweet, her sweat and pheromones mixing well on his tongue as he licked his way up her jugular.

“You are MY disciple. YOU. Serve. ME. Understand, Ruixia?”

“Y-yes My-Mmmmm~”

“Yes-What?” His words were pronounced with every vicious thrust, her sweet spot completely open from this angle.

“M-Master~”

“You do as I say when?”

“When…when you s-say it-!” Pinching her nipple roughly, Zhongli slapped her tit before clawing her thigh angrily.

“You listen when?”

“The first time- Master I’m gonna cum again-“

Ruixia’s eyes were Prussian with guilt, lips pouty and open as her moans bounced around the bamboo forest.

“Did I tell you you could cum?” Clenching down to stop the release, Zhongli had to stop his eyes from rolling as she trapped her swollen lip between her teeth.

“No-Master. For-forgive me-“ Zhongli buried himself to the hilt, her breath catching in her chest as she looked down. She felt his pulse as every inch was stuffed inside her, her own quicker and harder as her flower tried milking his seed from him.

“Will you go back into that village?” Grinding into her, he felt her walls stretch tighter around him, her head kicking back as he abused her Gspot.

“N-no sir-“

“Will you help them?”

“No-sir” thumbing over her nipple, Zhongli breathed in deep as he licked over the wound he’d placed on her neck.

“Will you take every drop I fuck into this disobedient little hole?”

Her hard nod as her eyes met his, was cute. Her hips had started moving on their own, begging for his pleasurous reward- I mean, her lesson to resume.

“Yeah? You won’t waste a drop?”

“No...No Master.”

“You’ll keep it in all day?”

“I’d be…honored…to be your fuck toy, Rex Lapis…” Smirking, Zhongli ghosted over her lips as his hands trailed south. Fishing through the silk and satin, he knew exactly where to go, pressing against her womb-

Brushing over his brand on her skin, he felt his thickness as he slid all the way out.

The delicious symphony of her gooey sex met his ears as a ragged moan left her, her eyes searching to see-

As he leaned back, Ruixia got a good look of his dick covered in her arousal.

“You think you deserve it?”

“No…no I don’t. I’m a disobedient little wretch who gets off on making her Master angry. I don’t deserve your graciousness nor your seed.” Panting roughly, new tears formed as her need flared. Pain along with pleasure searing across her body as she became hyper sensitive.

But Zhongli didn’t move as he watched her wither. Silently, he watched her melt as his aura took hold.

Ruixia wasn’t like his other disciples. She didn’t obey him like Ganyu or Xiao did. She enjoyed causing mischief and forced his hand in ways that a scolding or a fight wouldn’t help.

And so, he made a contract with her.

Branding her body, whenever she disobeyed him, he’d carve the lesson into her flesh, and use the karma to fuck her out so thoroughly she’d think twice before repeating the same mistake.

And she’d thank him for every bit of it.

She’s become more obedient, only doing “good” misdeeds.

But as those lidded eyes met his.

He was sure that long ago; she’d figured out that if she ‘misbehaved’ she’d end up under him.

Smirking at him, Zhongli gripped her throat-

Forcing his way inside, he felt her orgasm pool around him before glossing down her thighs.

But he didn’t mind it too much.

Just meant he’d have to punish her thoroughly when she did so.

Grabbing up her other leg, he opened her wide as he fucked into her roughly. Ruixia couldn’t push his hips away, even as she tried, her weak body was no match for him as he bullied her little cunt mercilessly. His deep growl cut through the air as her hand found purchase in his hair, gripping hard at his scalp as she tried finding reprieve in his neck.

“T-thank you- my Lord-! Please- I beg you- fill me-!” Zhongli cut her off with his lips. He wasn’t going to let her charm her way from under him just yet.

His lesson wasn't over.

And he was having so much fun, balls deep in his favorite little Senri.

Beating at his shoulder, Ruixia panted roughly into his lips as her third orgasm came rushing through her.

She knew she’d be in trouble for cumming again-

“You’ve cum twice without my permission. Don’t think I can’t tell with how you’re dripping and ruining my clothes, Senri.”

“I’m so…so sorry, my Lord. But you feel so good. I try to hold it, and you –“

Completely sheathing himself in her warmth, he watched as she short circuited before doing it again.

And again.

Till he fucked her in the same belligerent rhythm.

“Keep. Doing. That-…My Lord, you’ll make me-“

“Women pray to be you. Screaming my name into their pillows every night. Do you know that?”

Shaking her head, she whimpered as he pressed into her sweet spots arrogantly, stirring her up as delirium started taking hold.

“And here you are. Taking me against a rock, after shaking your little ass just to get it. You can’t be grateful and hold your orgasms for me?”

Trembling as she tried, he couldn’t help smirking as he bit his lip to hide it.

“You-force them…you love it..too-!” Clipping into her, he moaned as she creamed for him, fat tears rolling down her temples as she searched the heavens for mercy. Her body stuttered as he took her in, suckling at her nipple as he rode her through and then far past the point of over stimulation.

She wasn’t wrong. He loved the way her pussy pulsed around him as he had his way with her.

And though she may have been disobedient to get here, she was his good little slut when he wanted her to be.

Wherever he wanted.

And however he wanted.

So, when he felt his balls drawing in tight as his release inched up his shaft, he watched that pretty, dumbed out face as she welcomed her final orgasm with his own.

“Cum for me.”

“F-fuck- yes-! Rex..!” Ruixia’s unleashed orgasms were far better than her forced ones, her legs opening more, her pussy fluttering freely as her hips pressed up to meet Zhongli’s.

His broken groans fanned over her neck as he got lost in the throbbing heat, barring his fangs-

His barb latched on deep inside-

Ruixia screamed, her claws etching into the stone as she clawed at Zhongli. Her belly descended from his load, so full as his pumping slowed till he was empty.

As her purring kicked up, Ruixia opened her neck for him, his licking as he closed her wound a tickle before he slowly detached from inside her. She felt the pleasurous spike scrape down her walls as he retracted before he created the seal, the golden slip she’d become very familiar with.

And placed it right on her pussy.

She truly wouldn’t be wasting any with that in place.

Letting her down, he watched her sink to her knees as she thanked him with her mouth, licking up every drop from his dick and lapel before trying to stand on shaky legs.

Attentively, Zhongli righted her robes as she did the same, wiping the lipstick from his lips as she blushed from his refreshed features.

“Have I made myself clear, Ruixia?”

“Yes, My Lord.”

“Good. That seal will stay in place for the day. You try to remove it, I’ll be notified.”

Pouting, his release had already started taking effect, her legs scissoring together as she took in how handsome he was.

“…but My Lord-“

“But?”

“I…it already…”

“That’s what your ass is for, now isn’t it?”

Turning, he righted his posture before making his way back to the city.

“You want that stretched; I suggest you come along. You rush at any point then you’ll wait longer.” As quickly as the feeling returned to her legs it was being taken away as she walked after him-

Zhongli had her tattered panties in his hand, bringing them to his nose as he looked at her, eyes flashing.

“…Maybe I’ll give you a bit before we get back. Filling your pussy a bit more would make fucking your ass all the better, right Ruixia?”

Her knees buckled as her brand responded, pleasure sparkling inside her as she fought back the orgasm.

“Yes...My Lord…”

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