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wishluc · 8 months

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Fair Play

CW: Yandere character, jealousy, mentioned abuse of authority

PAIRING: Yandere! Neuvillette x GN! Reader

Sigh…I can’t get him out of my head

Whenever Neuvillette makes time to visit the Champion Duelists’ arena, it's only ever to see you fight.

He reasons with himself that it is only because of the fascinating way you weave your battles. He is far from the only spectator to these duels—not just anyone can earn a place among the Champions, after all—though he is the only one who remains silent when the crowd erupts in cheers and praise. He prefers to send his compliments privately, through a regrettably short conversation after the audience has cleared out. He thinks you might appreciate his thoughtfulness, because you always stand up a little straighter and smile a little wider when you see him approaching you, ever so bright despite the sweat painting your skin.

Anyone who has watched your duels would say the same, would sing the same praises that he calmly conveys to you—that your movements are graceful, your strokes swift and your stance sharp. That you are a marvel to behold. He observes how your eyes narrow as your sword slices the air, and he finds it a breathtaking sight. Your duels—your skillful attacks and quick steps are a form of art, one that you embody with every lunge, swing and pause, and one deserving of a revering audience.

—However, he does not tell you all this in detail, as Furina had advised him against it. He settles for simpler statements; “You are extremely talented. Thank you for using your abilities to uphold honour and justice,” among others, and he is rewarded with your eager gratitude, your smile and your joyous call of his name.

Regardless, he's not pleased with all the attention directed at you.

He could understand those who admired you and your abilities. It was only right that your hard work be recognised, even if the cheering crowd often took your attention away from him. But the way the Harbinger looked at you was with an unsettling kind of admiration, running too close to bloodlust and exhilaration, that made his fingers clench and his gaze harden unbeknownst to himself.

You respond with your usual grace, listening intently to his introduction (Neuvillette pretends it does mot bother him how you seem unbothered by his status as a Fatuus, and a Harbinger at that), and smiling at his compliments. He wonders if you’re pleased by his praise, if it’s his status that leaves you awestruck. The Harbingers must be good fighters, too, and Tartaglia had his fair share of scars to prove his prowess in battle.

Then, he asks you to duel him.

In itself, the request is not an unusual or unreasonable one. Duels could be requested (and at times commissioned), though Neuvillette was unsure if outlanders knew of this, or wished to try their hand at it.

But seeing that it was the harbinger—Tartaglia—who was asking, Neuvillette could not help but be suspicious of his intent. Even if it was only a fight he wished for, why did it have to be you, out of all the Champion Duellists? And why was he so...close? He had moved closer to you now, a lopsided grin on his face as he suggests taking him on as a partner sometime, assuring you that it would be fun. Neuvillette hopes you find his self assuredness just as irritating.

Instead, you humor his offer.

"A duel?" you look bemused, "And what for, Master Tartaglia? Your honor?"

Tartaglia laughs, his head thrown back, "Anything you want."

The teasing air of your words sends a chill down Neuvillete's spine. The skies darken as his heart thunders, misery gripping him painfully. He wonders if he ever sounded as natural with you. If his words had that same ease, or if he sounded as awkward as he felt around you. If you would ever think about treating him with such informality, like you would a friend.

The obvious fact that you did not acknowledge him as such only further glooms the sky and his heavy heart.

The Harbinger walks away, apparently done with accosting you, and you turn to catch sight of him in the distance. Your steps quicken and your smile widens as you approach Neuvillette, a spark in your eyes that he tells himself was missing before. You say his name in a delightful way, teeming with cheer, and he questions, not for the first time, if you could hear the awe in his when he had the chance to call your name. He wonders if you’d be upset by the possibility.

“You were wonderful, as always.” You glow at his words.

“But that person you were talking to,” He hesitates, “Was that a friend…?”

“No, just someone interested in a duel. Though he did seem a little intense.” You shake your head, “No, I suppose there are people like that, hungry for fighting. There is quite a thrill to it.”

“And will you?”

You shrug, contemplating your answer for a few more minutes.

“I don’t know. Somehow, I have a feeling that he’s going to find trouble soon.”

Neuvillette, in the back of his mind, recalls the sentence for treason, and conspiracy. He promptly shoves that thought to the corner, where tendrils of frustration and envy reach to carefully cocoon the unjust idea. He is the Chief Justice, and he has to remind himself of the fact—his feelings should not affect him.

But you are a Champion Duelist of the nation, one who upheld the justice he strived for in your actions. And you are at risk of being manipulated by this criminal. Would it not be cruel to allow you to stray any further?

“With an appetite like that, it’s likely. But I would advise against it for his sake.”

You chuckle at that, fixing your gloves, “It would be foolish of anyone to wreak havoc here and risk making an enemy of you, Monsieur Neuvillette.”

That was true—Wasn’t his duty to exact justice for your sake? And when you spoke of him with such admiration, how could he let you down?

For once, he thinks he may be able to put aside any concerns for justice. There would be no need to involve the public or consult the Oratrice. This was his personal sentencing, to satiate his own raging thoughts—judgement excecuted by his very hand.

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kaeddehara · 1 year

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EX BOYFRIENDS — NSFW

kaeya + heizou + cyno

♱ warnings | nsfw content, slight hate sex (kaeya/heizou), jealou sex (cyno), breeding, size kink(kaeya), implied sir/general kink(cyno/kaeya), bondage(heizou) |

♱ notes | kinda lazy posting cause i’m been so busy with work and school; also just sad cause i haven’t seen my boyfriend in 2 weeks ;( |

| KAEYA |

“k-kaeya slow down”,

you struggled out as he roughly continues taking off your clothing. the smell of alcohol distinct on his breath even when he so much as breathed next to you. all of this was wrong, every single aspect about it. but it’s not like either of you cared right? just a quick fuck for both of you right?

“you look just how i remembered you, pretty thing”

he teased while pulling at your hair, causing your back to arch at an almost painful state. not like it mattered though not when the feeling of his girthy cock filling you up over and over again made you overwhelmed with pleasure. kaeya always had such a tender touch even with how rough and often times uncaring it seemed, you could tell he did it out of the feelings he had for you. he noticed you drifted off a bit thinking his pace wasn’t enough for you and graping at your hips with ease. pulling you on his cock and making you take every last inch inside your tight, sensitive pussy.

“god so big…”

“bet you missed it didn’t you sweetheart?”

you could only bite your lip and nod in agreement, letting kaeya manhandle you just how you both like. you couldn’t even think. not when you’re getting pounded by your drunk ex who doesn’t know when to quit. his stamina was unmatched in every way, you couldn’t even imagine how debauched and ruined you’d be after the captain was finished with you.

“slow down sir kaeya”

as if on cue, he slowed. not because you asked but more because of that damn pet name only you would call him in bed.

“don’t call me that”

“come on kae i know you like it”

he huffed at your annoying comments, still making himself at home inside of you. and god it was so easy to do so. all of it he remembered so clearly and if it wasn’t until now, he may have just had to keep imagining you in hopes it would be somewhat adequate to the rest thing. even down to how you smelled, he missed it all. everything. maybe it was the alcohol talking, but a sudden twinge of regret and conflicting feelings mixed each other up inside kaeyas mind.

“just shut up and take it”

after the many rounds kaeya went through with you, you both found each other lying next to one another in his bed. you’d long since pass out from how tiring it all was, mentally and physically. although kaeya was exhausted too, he couldn’t help but continue to think about you. kaeya wishes he could just talk with you just so you could see eye to eye. maybe a talk over some breakfast cooked by him in the morning would do <3.

| HEIZOU |

“you couldn’t even go a couple of months without this huh?”

heizou jeered at you in an attempt to rile you up. he was oh so good at that. making you reach a certain breaking point which how badly he got into your head.

“s-shut up already..”

you weakly replied back, hair messy and face slicked with sweat. he smirked at your response, only tugging your cuffed hands which were placed behind your back towards him. your body lifting up in the process of him pulling you so harshly.

“i even tied you up just how you like and you still wanna tell me to shut up?”

a loud array of whines and protests escaped from your lips as his thick cock continued to roughly pound you over his work desk. such a dirty place to do it and even then, why not let you come in to his office and let him relieve some stress. it’s no surprise you both missed doing this within the privacy of heizous office.

a loud slap could be heard soon after he asked you that question. his hand leaving a red mark on the fat of your ass just to get something out of you. we’re you always this stubborn when you were with him?

“just because we’re not together doesn’t mean you don’t get to listen to me slut”

“you never stop talking…”

your head was dizzy and only filled with thoughts of getting fucked stupid your obnoxious ex. it wasn’t like heizou wanted anything more than just this right?

“ah-fuck that feels so much better than i remembered…”

he groaned in a low tone after cumming deep inside your tight pussy. not even bothering to pull out cause he knows you love getting filled with more cum than you could take. he patted at your side, touching you so gently even after all the things he said and rough treatment he gave your pussy.

“let’s get you to bed, we can talk later alright?”

| CYNO |

the quiet room of his office wasn’t so quiet anymore with the constant sound of hips hitting yours. back laid out on his desk making his papers all messy and join the other items once adjourning his desk on the floor. not that cyno cared though. all the mattered in the moment was you, you, you. cyno couldn’t even make himself look up at your face, not with the shame in his heart what would probably be written all over his face if he did look into your sweet, tear ridden eyes.

“she’s not my new girl, i could never replace you even if i tried”

your face contorted into a shocked one while silence filled the space. cyno was taken aback too by his sudden confession but that didn’t stop him from continuing to fuck you, head piece covering his eyes so neither of you could see the shame written on his face.

“you mean that cy?”

he huffed as small, low growls escaped his throat at the feeling of your warmth engulfing all of the thick, sensitive veins his cock missed.

you both were referring to the conversation you both had after you met cyno outside the academia. seeing him earlier with another woman his age, you didn’t know why it drove you insane other than the fact that she was with cyno and not you.

“just focus on this alright?”

he whined out as he rutted even harder into you as to not allow you to respond to him. faster and faster until he knew you were about to cum. he heard what sounded like a giggle come from your lips. we’re you laughing at him?

“sure thing, general”

cyno clenched his fists at the title. he knew what kind of game you were playing, honeying your words up to tease him after he’d had a long day. almost reminded him of what you used to do when you’re together…didn’t matter though.

he remembers exactly how you sound when you do. taking his hand off your waist, he rubs his thumb gently against your clit to help you out. your hands grip onto his lean arms, nails digging into his pretty tan skin.

“fuck cyno—i’m gonna-!”

you cut yourself off as you came with a sudden rush, your body twitching and spasming around his while he pushed himself in to a hilt. you huffed yourself back down and gained some control back over your body after an orgasm you’d hadn’t felt in weeks. and in that moment, cyno looked at your face. how pretty you looked in the afterglow and how much he missed taking in that look and kissing your lips after.

“didn’t want to cum inside cyno?”

you asked, disappointingly. cyno snapped back to the reality before sighing at your question and looking down at where you both were connected. noticing the thick, creamy halo around the bottom of his cock.

“i wouldn’t want myself getting addicted to that feeling again”

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giamee · 8 months

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𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐈𝐕! THE NIGHT IN QUESTION

<- prev masterlist next ->

"and here's to finishing finals!"

you grin alongside your friends, clinking your glass with theirs as you all take your first drink of the night. you're not even being dramatic when you can practically feel the weight of the past month's stress melting away as soon as the slight burn of alcohol meets your lips, and it's clear that your friends share the same sentiment with the almost collective sigh of relief that you all breathe, despite the crowded atmosphere of the local tavern.

every akademiya scholar had the same idea, flocking straight to the nearby tavern in sumeru as soon as they had finished their final exam, finding the perfect solution to the past month of stress and studying to blow off some steam and drink with their friends. in hindisght, it was lucky that your friends had managed to even snag a table, with most of the other darshan members sinply huddled together in whatever spare space was left.

kaveh suddenly throwing his arm around alhaitham's shoulders brought your attention back to your friends, and you grinned at alhaitham's disgruntled expression before shrugging a tipsy kaveh off of him. though you weren't too far behind the blond in terms of level of sobriety, you still giggled at the way he swayed even while seated, laughing even harder when alhaitham's eyes met yours in dismay as kaveh's head flopped down onto the table.

"take it easy, hm?" nilou reached across the table, patting his hand reassuringly. you could hear a muffled response from the man, before he suddenly sat back up again.

"finals are over," he gushed, his smile spreading to the rest of your table as you grinned and took another sip of your drink. you glance upwards again, feeling the heat of a gaze on you and almost blinking in surprise as you meet the teal-coloured ones of alhaitham's from across the table.

his chin was propped on his hand, head ever so slightly tilted towards you, and you weren't sure whether it was the alcohol or the look in his eyes that had you coughing and saying you would buy everyone some shots.

"careful, make sure you don't end up like kaveh here," dehya smirks at her own joke, the hilariously low tolerance of kaveh often making him the butt of jokes on a night out. kaveh huffed, the slight pink tinge to his cheeks not helping disprove her words.

"everyone here is sho mean to me," he slurred, and you bite back a giggle as you rise to your feet unsteadily. if the effects of your drink hadn't been felt before, they certainly were now as you fully straightened up, feeling the rush to your head.

you frowned, doing a quick headcount of the table.

"are tighnari and layla not here yet?"

you catch nilou and dehya exchange a look, before the redhead hesitantly tells you "they're with cyno." you blink once, nodding at this news.

"so no shots for them, huh?" you grin, trying to break the awkward tension as you slid away from the booth and made your way to the bar on unsteady feet.

you weren't exactly expecting everything to proceed as if nothing has happened, what with you and cyno breaking up a mere month ago, as well as the fact that you both had the same friends. and while there hadn't been any bad blood, per se, between you and cyno, there was still a rather bitter taste in your mouth at the mention of him. one that could get washed down with another drink, you mused to yourself.

your plan to do so was interrupted when you felt yourself collide with someone as you were lost in thought, an automatic apology slipping out of your mouth before your slightly tipsy brain finally recognised the girl in front of you.

"kirara?!" her own eyes widened as she recognised you too, a grin breaking out onto her face.

"hey! how's it been?"

"oh, you know, finals are over so i'm finally taking a break along with rest of the akademiya." as if to prove your point, you hear a particularly loud and drunken yell of a nearby student as he raises his glass above his head in some triumphant scream.

kirara smiles, shifting the glass in her hand to the other. "yeah, i saw the fun and i don't have to go back until tomorrow, so i thought i might as well join." you hummed, watching as her eyes flitted between the students that surrounded you.

"how's the business going?"

"oh, it's doing great. how's, um-" she furrows her brows for a second- "how are you and cyno doing?" that same pang returns, and kirara can see the way your face changes as she puts two and two together.

"ah, sorry."

"hey it's fine, it's not like you-"

"so how long ago did you guys break up?"

"like a month? finals and stuff got really stressful, so yeah." kirara hummed, and you cleared your throat as you started to move past her. "i've gotta go get some more drinks, so see you around, yeah?"

"of course, nice seeing you," she gives you a toothy grin, waving a hand as you continue on through the crowd of scholars, feeling a little more disgruntled.

by the time you had returned to the table of your friends, shots in hand, you were more than eager to throw back your own one, not even grimacing at the taste by this point.

"you guys wanna dance?" you heard nilou shout over the chatter of others and the fainter throes of music from who knows where. you nod enthusiastically, feeling your head swim as nilou grins and takes you and dehya by the hand, starting to lead you further into the crowd. you cast a glance behind you, seeing kaveh back and active again, trying with less success than nilou had to get alhaitham up and onto the dancefloor. you snickered at their little back-and-forth, and how alhaitham didn't even budge despite kaveh's best efforts, before you were whisked too far away into the crowd to see them any more.

this tavern must have been larger than you realised, since you could see a makeshift dancefloor a couple metres away where the music was now much louder. nilou took the lead, raising her arms above her head as she began to sway to the beat, beckoning to both you and dehya to join. your drunk self doesn't take much convincing, and even dehya joins, spinning nilou in a circle which has the redhead giggling.

the night continues in a drunken haze, sounds and colour blending into one as your senses are soon overtaken by the now loudly thumping bassline of the music, as well as the new swarm of bodies surrounding you and your friends as other students joined the already-packed dance floor.

it all got a bit much, and you shouted to tell dehya that you're going to go to the bathroom, getting a quick thumbs up in return. weaving your way through the sea of people makes you feel like you're worthy of joining the adventurer's guild, and you're fairly certain you've had at least one drink spilled onto your outfit by the time you made it to the toilets,

it doesn't quite hit you how drunk you are, until you find yourself clutching the counter and staring at the woozy reflection of yourself on wobbly legs. regardless, you freshen up a bit, waiting for the room to stop spinning before you open the bathroom door again, once again getting hit full force with the sheer volume of the tavern.

and, as it quickly dawned upon you, in your drunken haze you hadn't really planned out on how to exactly get back to your friends. you huffed out a breath, opting to turn on your heel and head back to the bar, only to almost barrel into someone.

"oh my god i'm so sorry-" your words were spilling out quickly due to the alcohol, that heady feeling returning as the stranger steadied you with their hands, and you looked up at their face with some difficulty to see the slightly concerned face of alhaitham peering down at you.

"y/n? where's nilou and dehya?" his words sounded far-off, and you merely giggled before swaying a bit, pointing in the general direction of the dancefloor as your answer.

"went to the bathroom on my own and i lost them." you couldn't help but pout, and you watched as alhaitham scrubbed a hand down his face.

"right, ok, let's get you home then." your eyebrows shot up at his words. he fixed you a firm glance, his warm hands on your shoulders now adding a gentle pressure as he began to guide you towards the exit. "you're clearly drunk, and i don't see you finding either of them any time soon." you open your mouth to complain, only for him to interrupt you before you even talk with a firmer utterance of your name. you frown, and his face softens a fraction before tugging at your arm again. "c'mon, it's late."

"you sound like my fucking dad," you ultimately grumble before relenting, hearing alhaitham snort briefly at your remark as he guides you around the throes of people before the cool night air greets your skin as you leave the tavern. you draw closer to him subconsciously, almost pulled in by his body warmth that seemed to emanate from him on this chilly evening.

much to your dismay, alhaitham had released his grip on your upper arm, now letting the two of you walk in tandem. you frowned to yourself briefly, coveting his warmth again, seeking out for it with your fingers until they met the expanse of his bicep. you wrapped your arm around it, practically giggling to yourself as alhaitham rolled his eyes at your antics. it felt nice, having something to keep yourself warm as you began to walk in the direction of your house, and clinging to his arm until you were practically pressed into his side also had the added bonus of ensuring that you wouldn't stumble and fall into the road.

it doesn't stop the asshole from snickering as you stumble over your own feet, detracting from the fact that his arm shot out and wrapped around your waist to steady you. you glared up at him as he made no attempt to hide his amusement, jostling him with your shoulder, though it didn't appear to have much effect.

"i'd like to see you try walk home while drunk." alhaitham merely shrugged, the smile still playing on his lips.

"i'm pretty sure i drank more than you, only difference is i can hold my liquor." you huff again, much to his amusement, and things fall to a comfortable silence for a few metres.

your attention diverts to the arm that's still rested comfortably against you, you're practically hugging it, and you give it an experimental squeeze, raising a hand to poke at one of the veins.

"the fuck are you doing?"

"you have nice arms." there you go again, drunk and babbling words before your brain can stop you from blurting them out.

"oh yeah?"

you hum in affirmation, letting your finger continue to trace his vein as it continues down to his forearm.

"you're tall and they're warm but not too warm and they're very solid. good arms." you pause for a second, appraising the one that you had in your grasp for another second. "they also look nice."

"you must be more drunk than i thought," alhaitham hummed, a tinge of mirth in his voice. "i'll keep that in mind though." you groaned a little, letting your forehead fall against his shoulder momentarily. alhaitham didn't seem to mind, merely slowing his pace slightly to glance down at you.

"you're gonna make fun of me for this when i'm sober, aren't you?"

"only if you want me to." you peek up at him, eyes narrowing at his smirk.

"i used to think you were nice to me, y'know."

"nah, i'm just drunk right now."

you scoff at this, batting his chest as he laughs, though the less inhibited version of himself that he was right now did nothing but corroborate his own claim.

that same easy silence once again enveloped the two of you, the walk back to your home once again becoming the primary focus. the cool air began to sober you up, and despite some newfound clarity, you felt hesitant to relent your grip on alhaitham's arm, and some insistent voice in the back of your head didn't hasten to point out that he wasn't moving away either.

this mini revelation almost had you reeling, having you walk next to him with bated breath, as if one wrong move would break the spell and he would move away from you, back into the safe zone of being just friends, and not whatever had been happening for the past twenty minutes. each step closer towards your house became more dreaded, carrying with it the growing realisation that you would have to let go of alhaitham and his arm, and have to look him in his eyes and bid him goodnight.

maybe it was some drunken selfishness, but you had grown rather accustomed to the way you had wrapped yourself around him, not quite willing to part with it yet. and by the time you were approaching your front door, this feeling still remained prominent.

you finally came to a stop just outside, and you fumbled with your keys, partially hoping that your fingers would never find them within the small confines of your purse. you cursed yourself as you felt the thin metal, drawing them out of your bag and flashing a reluctant smile at alhaitham as you began to unlock your door, fingers already itching for his touch again.

and then he utters your name, so low that you can barely hear it, and you can't help but glance back at him over your shoulder.

alhaitham stands at the bottom of the steps, not quite daring to cross the threshold despite the look in his eyes mirroring your thoughts. you swallow hard when you see the open longing in his expression, closing the gap between you somewhat by moving down a step, bringing you to eye level with him.

the briefest flash of an idea to invite him inside enters your mind, though fear holds you back from voicing it. alhaitham's eyes search your own for something, before they travel lower and gaze at your lips for a few seconds in a way that has your heartbeat increasing.

it has you leaning forward ever so slightly, drawn to his warmth all over again. the centimetres between the two of you diminish, and you can almost swear that you see him lean in too, before some unknown emotion flashes before hisbeyes and he straightens up, coughing once.

"it's late, y/n. get some sleep." you freeze, feeling warmth spread to your cheeks as you now ignore his gaze.

"right. thanks." you shut your door with a little more force than nencessary before alhaitham can see the way your face crumples, frowning as you pull out your phone, eager to tell your friends about what had just transpired, wiping away the stray tear that managed to slip past your waterline.

𖦹 if you had a ring doorbell instead of a regular one, you would have been able to see alhaitham lean his head against your door for a good 2 minutes after you closed it, before muttering "stupid" to himself and walking off

𖦹 gia's notes ⌨ and here is the flashback episode!! this should have been out like a fucking week ago but it's been so fucking hot recently that my brain feels like it's melted and i was too sweaty to sit down and write. moment of silence for all the girlies who dont have ac. also sorry if there are typos i am just. ausudhhehfjdjdhd you feel me?

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kissentz · 4 months

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why am i jealous of cats?

reason number one: they don't work and they don't pay taxes. reason number two:

#🌀:my posts #op #scaramouche #genshin scara #wanderer #kunikuzushi #scara #genshin wanderer #wanderer genshin #kabukimono #genshin impact #genshin #scarameow #genshin meme #genshin memes #i wish i was at least a flea on that cat lmao

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detectiveseapancake · 4 months

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had so much fun putting this together with friends lmao. lyney is stinky. you need to blast him with your hydropump. he smells.

just

#(🎮 game rants)#(🌀 ᴛʜᴇ ᴀᴅᴠᴇɴᴛᴜʀᴇꜱ ᴏꜰ ꜱᴄᴀʀᴀᴍᴇᴏᴡ)#genshin #lyney #j

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kaze-kuni · 3 months

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4.4 Lantern Rite Leaks !!!!! //

So did anyone else hear about the wriolette flashback scene we get of them fucking bareback on the desk in Wriothesley’s office or

#🌀nonsense🌀#genshin impact shitpost #wriolette #neuvistheley #I’m lying for fun

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endworld-kins · 5 months

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mondstadt : genshin impact moodboard with themes of the ruins, the sundial, and dandelions with a light theme for anon !

#completed request 🌀#mod 🌌#moodboard #kin help #kin care #fictionkin #fictionkin help #fictionkin care #genshin impact #genshin #genpact kin #genshin kin #mondstadt #mondstadt kin

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navidinha · 6 months

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ઇ ˚ 𝖾𝗇 𝖾𝗅 𝗃𝖺𝗋𝖽𝗂́𝗇, 𝗊𝗎𝖾𝖽𝖺 𝗆𝗂 𝖼𝗈𝗋𝖺𝗓𝗈́𝗇 . . . ! 🎠

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an-awful-goose · 1 year

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Help! I Don’t Do Enough Damage (2): Understanding Stats

So I was going to do a post on how to read talents but I’ve realized that people don’t understand stats and the reasons why we pay attention to things like ER. So we are kind of blending it into one post. I’ll say it first: Incorrect Energy Recharge management is how I see most people unable to tackle Floor 12. That’s right! It’s not damage, it’s not getting the shiny new rate up character. It’s having your stats correctly balanced. Anywho, lets get into it!

Let’s take a look at my Ayaka today since she’s an odd case.

So Ayaya here is running a full DPS build on 4 piece Blizzard Strayer. Lets go over her build step by step! (what's going through my head as I say this..please tell me somebody gets this...) Weapon: I run my Ayaka with Layla, hence she gets full stacks from the passive.

Attack: Ayaka’s scaling talent, since it doesn’t list an alternate scaling in her talents. Examples of Alternate Scalings: Al Haitham (EM): 193.6% ATK + 154.88% Elemental Mastery Yelan (HP): 22.61% Max HP Albedo (Def): 133.6% DEF

Notice how it says the alternate stat? Every time? When you see things like this in a kit, it’s a clue to build into that stat. However sometimes, with people like Ayato..the increase is so minuscule, you let it be.

In general:

- For non HP stats you are looking for over 100% in the scalings at lvl 1, for HP stats you are looking for over 10%.

- Healing and buffing characters, you just kind of build into that stat no matter what.

- Characters that transfer a different stat into Attack (Example, Hu Tao (HP -> Atk), Ittou (Def -> Atk)), you build into the different stat.

- For split scaling characters, you build into the higher multiplier.

Confusing, I know and I’m sorry. I can always explain certain characters and how to build them but in general you can follow this formula. Please just read the talents when you pick up a character, I’m begging you. It’ll save a lot of grief.

Crit Ratio: But you say “Alfie, I thought you build 1:2 ratios or at least 50% crit!! You liar!!” Well, it still is!!! Check this out: Blizzard gives about 40% CRIT Rate when ran in freeze comps. Where is Ayaya usually?? Freeze!! So in reality, she is about 61:225. Pretty sweet, huh? Damage Bonus: Very self explanatory in my eyes. Ran on DPS characters due to the fact that they use elemental attacks to do damage.

Energy Recharge: And here is where I go on a lil teensy weensy rant. Clearing higher level content is all about having consistent, high damage output. Whales can clear it in a single burst, but for most people that isn’t feasible. Thus, you need to do it over multiple cycles.

Which is where ER comes in. This allows you to burst more often and often have your burst ready on cooldown. But how MUCH ER, you may ask? And I have a lovely, shitty cop-out answer for you: It’s personal preference.

But honestly! Build into ER until you feel like your desired team runs smoothly. Things like Favonius and sacrificial weapons help a ton soooo don’t be afraid to run those on your sub dps characters. Typically on DPS, I run about 130 <3

Well that’s all for today’s post! If you have any questions please ask me haha..ill just take forever because I'm tired and eepy..

#genshin impact #🌀.idontdoenoughdamageseries #🌀.guides #ayaka kamisato #kamisato ayato #genshin meta #genshin #genshin help #okay maybe im tired because im literally nocturnal #8am to 4pm sleep schedule #it's disgusting and I love it #also am I old for knowing step by step #actually crying fr fr

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soporine · 2 years

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★ FISCHLCHARIC ★

" a character gender related or connected to fischl from genshin impact ! it can be connected however the owner sees fit- perhaps to her sense of fashion, or perhaps the user feels their gender matches fischls very closely. "

requested & coined by @/benny.in.the.reals on instagram !

#mogai #mogai coining #mogai friendly #mogai safe #xenogender #xenogender coining #mogai gender #mogai label #mogai blog #fischlcharic #genshin impact #genshin mogai #🌀 ;;

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orbitaldeathwoomy · 9 months

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genshin character maker

#🌌————au: genshin #🌸————v: geo impact (genshin)#💎————v: fashionable flame (genshin)#🌀————v: wannabe knight (genshin)#🧁————v: frozen arrow (genshin)#📚————v: watatsumi rebel (genshin)#【🌸】✦✧✦【ＫＯＡ】#【🌸】✦✧✦【self】#【💎】✦✧✦【ＲＵＢＹ】#【💎】✦✧✦【self】#【🧁】✦✧✦【ＣＥＲＲＩＮ】#【🧁】✦✧✦【self】#【📚】✦✧✦【ＵＲＳＵＬＡ】#【📚】✦✧✦【self】#【🌀】✦✧✦【ＤＩＯＮ】#【🌀】✦✧✦【self】#【📸】✦✧✦【ｐｈｏｔｏｓ】

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wishluc · 2 months

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Courtship

CW: Yandere character, obsession, power imbalance, implied murder, implied stalking

PAIRING: Yandere! Childe x GN! Reader

Childe, who is desperate to earn your affection, but is unsure of how to go about it. He's fought for all the things he loves; his family, his nation, his name—yet when he raises his weapon against a bumbling fool that dared to glance at you for a moment too long, you frown and his moniker falls from your lips as a harsh, curt order.

"Master Childe," your voice is as cold as your inconsideration to his intentions, but he steps back at once, as though your utterance of his title is akin to a harsh tug on a tightly clamped leash.

He earns a familiar look of displeasure when he reaches out for his dagger, and you hide your scowl with a stiff smile when interrupting his threats against his helpless victim. You swiftly enter his line of sight and render him unable to defy, and he wonders just when you'd realize why he was doing this.

But in the next moment, he's all over you again. Smiling, teasing, his arm around you as he continues his previous story about Teucer's latest interests without missing a beat. You don't pretend to humor him for a moment longer—all under a ridiculous pretence of what you call professionalism—and he's left alone, humiliated yet entirely concerned that you'd never spare a glance his way again.

Though your rejection stings, he's persistent, and the unassuming smile on his face does not falter. He continues to try and entice you with sweet whispers and cloying words, letting his hands linger on your waist as he tells you about how much he misses you. He leans in closer when you smile back—the gesture barely perceptible to anyone else, but Childe is extremely observant— only to be stopped by your hand atop his.

"It's getting late, Master Childe. I should be heading back now," and your smile grows, radiant against the aureate light.

"Dinner first, then?"

"I prefer to spend the evenings alone."

"Let me accompany you home, at least." Your lips press into a thin line before you nod, letting him lead the way. There was no point in pretending to be unaware of how much he already knew about you.

Your conversation has onlookers whispering amongst themselves, no doubt curious to catch a glimpse of the infamous Fatuus, before scurrying off as he turns, frantically avoiding his gaze. To anyone else, the scene must have appeared to be humiliating. Perhaps they expected him to lose his temper; to strike down an unsuspecting passerby or two in an attempt at unloading some of his growing frustration. To make an example. But he does none of that.

He's no saint, of course. Disappointment swells within him, and he has had to bite back a frown more than once during your meeting. He's only better at hiding it than you. Your upfrontness leaves a bitter taste in his mouth, but it's still part of the reason he finds you so fascinating. Maybe you already know this. But you're a clever thing, despite how foolish it may be to try and provoke him. You know when to stop—right before he's completely sick of your disrespect, just as his frustration begins to peak—and reel in the demeanor to something less jarring. You're wholly aware of how cruel he can be, but also of how much power you hold over him as a result of his twisted love.

As he walks on in front of you (never too far ahead, lest the leash begin to slip from your grip), mouth set in a straight line and arms stiff by his sides, you saunter up beside him and fall into step. His hand finds its place in yours, and you take it without voicing out any complaint. It's strange for someone like him, who only knows how to want like he fights, intense and uninhibited—to be satisfied with just this simple gesture. But he stands here, placated with nothing more than a touch.

He ignores any hesitation on your part, tugging you closer until you jolt against him, and your joined hands are pressed in between your figures. He keeps you close to his side, occasionally bumping into each other as you make your way home.

It would be nice if you were so sensible more often. He has offered time and time again to take care of things in your stead. He'd eagerly bring you the head of your enemies and let you wash the blood off his hands, he'd spoil you in luxury and take only a smile in thanks; if only you wanted. Instead, you turn your nose up at him and return to the monotony of work. You brazenly claim, with nothing more than a sideway glance, that you had no need for his help. And to a certain extent, it's true. You're extremely capable. Is the way he trails after you not proof enough?

He's tried to convince you, but limp fingers cleanly removed and blood-red pearls earn him nothing more than a sigh and a mutter about impracticality. Even your initial fear at the sight of something so gruesome is quickly straightened out, though he catches wind about you investigating who they belonged to. He eagerly observes how you stop frequenting the markets after that. He may not have earned your gratitude, but you had developed a wariness he was more than happy with.

It's the last he attempts at gifting you something so morbid—though he likes to remind you that the offer will always be open—and instead sticks to trinkets you may find more use for. Rouge that he insists on applying, pressed up too close all while crooning about how well it suits you, perfumed oil he massages onto your wrists and nape with calloused fingers and delicate glass bowls to hold it all. He finds pride in knowing all his training has made his hands steady enough to carry out such intricate tasks, but your heart hasn't wavered despite his efforts and displays.

The silence, in itself, is comforting. For all he wishes to have you alone, he never knows what to say after. He thinks of nothing as much as he does you these days. Everything revolves around you. But with the quiet atmosphere, he can focus on your subtle scent, the flutter of your lashes, and the shape of your nails. If you were to be speaking, trying to remember the lilt of your voice and the underlying timbre, apart from your words and gestures, would have overwhelmed him. His desire to commit every detail to memory combined with his overzealousness would have exhausted him very quickly.

Instead, he lets himself plan. How else could he draw out more time with you? He could conjure up some reason related to your work and his, or he could stick to his usual plan of 'happening' to be around. He could insist on buying you a meal to make up for something or the other. It wouldn't be the first time he's had to think of elaborate plots to inch closer to you. Strategy in both love and war were surprisingly similar.

Or he could stop thinking so much and just take you. Who would dare try and stop him?

He'd like to have you in his arms, properly, and hold you against his firm figure. Some part of him has always craved the domesticity of such a fantasy, where you might tuck your head under his chin and smile against his skin when he greets you after a long day at work. He could do it if he wanted; take you home, and make you play pretend until it was all you knew to do. Simple signs of affection of the sort might soothe the ache of the wound festering at his side ever since he was handed over to the Fatui. But he wanted more than he deserved. More than your foolish games and his moribund attempts at playing along.

He wanted—needed—sincerity on your part.

Your steps hasten the closer he gets to your lodging, the gap between you widening until only your conjoined hands bridge it. Were you acting without regard for the consequences because you naively believed this little corner was free from his influence?

But tonight, his heart twists as you walk away. How cruel you are to him; who can only yearn.

You peek over your shoulder, mouth set in the slightest downturn as you thank him for escorting you. There's nothing genuine behind your tone, and he pretends it doesn't sting. He's spared nothing more than a blunt goodbye before you enter the building, not even glancing back.

There's always tomorrow. He'd work harder, learn more about your likes and one day...things would change.

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kaeddehara · 1 year

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♱ — STUDYING WITH ALBEDO — NSFW

+. NOTES — this is a slightly longer than anticipated drabble about your perverted classmate albedo who’s top of his class. he’s been eyeing you for some time and unnoticed by him, you might share those same feelings for him…!

+. WARNINGS — nsfw + mdni + blowjob + virgin bedo + college au + voyerism + exhibitionism + slight hair pulling + shy!virigin!bedo x dominate!experienced!reader !

albedo had a similar routine of study sessions he held for those who asked for help from him. it was few, but in those times, he enjoyed it. often being so quiet and kept to himself, getting to not only talk to others but it being about something he really enjoys? it brings out the absolute best in him! that’s not to say when he found out you wanted to have a study session with him, he practically stuttered over his words and face turned red. having such a cute girl like you wanting to spend time with him was making albedo hot in the face. even if it was just studying. you seemed so sweet, gentle even with a calming energy that matched his own. even then, albedo has little to no experience talking with girls. he often found his eyes wandering and heart pumping so fast he couldn’t hear anything except it. how pathetic he was, overthinking every little detail even though all you probably wanted was some quick studying in.

“albedo?”

you said a little louder to get his attention. he’s been spacing out for some time now and it was starting to worry you. his eyes finally darting everywhere as he regains his focus.

“i-i’m um—“

he stutters over his words which you found adorable.

trying your best to hold back a smirk as you give him a small smile.

“my apologies, start over again with what you were saying”.

so sweet of him.

though, it was a good cover up for how he really was. you’d follow where his pretty blue eyes wandered and sometimes could even make out a faint outline of his bulge in his pants. how cute. he could barley keep it together around you. you started over from where you were as albedo continued your study session. he was surprisingly a good instructor when he got into topics he enjoyed. his otherwise quiet and cold demeanor was soon pushed away. but before you could get too distracted, you asked him a question while he began to pack things up.

“why not let me treat you! it’s well deserved after all”

albedo scratched the side of his face in thought. he didn’t know the next time he’d have a chance like this but what if you weren’t even into him at all? he mentally sighed as he knew he shouldn’t even be thinking of asking you of anything. if anything, you probably just felt bad for him right?

“there’s no need please, im more than happy just to help you with class work”

you sighed a little at his response but also wanted to smile at how respectful he came off.

“how about…i help you out with something else?”

“something else?”

“someone’s gonna see, someone’s gonna- ah-!”

albedo covered his mouth as quickly as he let that pathetic whine out. taking a good look around to make sure no one else was there to witness what was going down. how could you get both of you in such a risky situation? you only continued on your reward for albedo as you tugged at his waist band. he pushed up his glasses up as he tried to regain some control of the situation. your pretty hands teasing their way along albedos rather warm skin. his eyes shut at your touch, being so nervous and going solely based off his bodies reactions.

it felt so foreign yet so heavenly for albedo it was hard to contain any sort of composure. finally pulling down his pants enough to release him, he felt the cold air touch his hot to the touch skin. seething slightly at the feeling, albedo lowly groaned, a hand soon coming to cover his mouth and avoid any unwanted attention or getting caught. letting his cock release from the constriction of his pants as his aching hard cock bobbed under its own weight. from someone of albedos stature, it was a pretty impressive size. such a pretty color and shape too. the soft outline of his v-line tempted you go hard to continue teasing but thought it best to get down to it straight away to save him the build up.

always having a feeling these kinda boys were hiding something. the thickness made you drool at the thought of how nice he would feel stretching you out, but that would have to be saved for another time <3. this only urging yourself to wrap your fingers around him and gently pump his aching cock up and down in rhythmic motions. you looked up to albedo, watching his pretty features become distorted with this overwhelming pleasure.

“f-fuck that feels good”

he couldn’t even hold back his own thoughts anymore. best part was, you hadn’t even gotten to the actual reward.

“you can’t deny me now can you bedo?” you teasingly joked with him as he shifted his hips in his seat to look more natural.

“hah..i guess..”

you giggled at his attempt to keep a cool face and quiet voice even though his heart was racing. as you continued stroking him, you’d watched him become more relaxed, taking this as a sign to move on. you moved your face closer to his swelled tip before looking up to him once more. feeling your breath on his skin was such a heavenly feeling in itself. still keeping that eye contact, you began to give his neglected tip gentle licks and kisses. as you did so you pulled back for a moment to ask albedo a question.

“have you ever gotten a blowjob albedo?” already knowing the answer but still wanting to hear what he had to say.

“n-no..”

you could tell he was embarrassed and you loved hearing that in his voice. smiling, you let your spit begin to drip down one of his many thick, pulsing veins as you once again stroked his now slicked cock. the lewd sounds of albedos cock being pumped while you continued to kiss and lick his tip were already getting you needy.

“guess i’ll be your first then hm?” albedos cheeks where flushed along with his mouth being slightly parted. he looked so pretty all messy for you. he nodded awkwardly but that didn’t last for long as you soon took albedo inside your tight, hot mouth. albedos back practically arched at the feeling. as his hand, out of some sort of instinct, made its way to your hair. you looked up to him while stilling him inside your mouth. he’s so fucking cute you can’t wait to show him what else you can make him feel. starting to bob your head gently up and down albedo still had to get used to the feeling of your mouth.

he’d seen this in porn he’s watched many times before but never would he have imagined it feeling so damn good. his pretty blue eyes becoming half lidded because of the immense pleasure. focusing on your mouth, you moved your hands up to rest of his thigh.

taking glances up to see if albedo was enjoying his first ever blowjob and yet, you could tell he was still so stressed and worried about getting caught. even while knowing there was no one else in the library at that time. squeezing at his thigh and rubbing your thumb into the soft flesh to help him relax and soothe his beating heart. he did appreciate it even while he couldn’t help his body.

“i-i’m so sorry i meant to warn you but-“

albedo cut himself off short when he saw you swallow his cum and lick your lips after. being so in awe of how sensual you were, his pretty class mate licking up his cum in the library after a study session sounded nothing more than a dream after all. putting your hands on his thighs again, you gave him a small smile.

“nothing to be sorry about bedo, you taste nice anyway”

his face was distorted with some sort of rather shocked yet pleased feeling. he pushed up his glasses awkwardly but so cutely after receiving something you’re sure will cloud his mind for weeks. so in awe of how nice you were towards someone like him.

“let’s do this again sometime bedo, next time we can take it to my dorm”

“may i ask— why did you do this for me?”

you smiled gently at his question.

“to thank you for helping me out, it’s only fair right?”

albedo thought about your response momentarily before you leaned in closer to his body.

“also, because i think you’re cute silly”

leaving a small kiss on his thigh, he tensed up but never once denied you of anything. having albedo wrapped around your finger was such an easy task that had been earned <3.

albedo was still twitching slightly from his orgasm, especially his sensitive little thighs, so you took his silence as a compliment. who knew treating that cute, nerdy boy would be such a reward.

“see you next study session yeah?”

#kaeddehara #albedo smut #genshin smut #albedo genshin x reader #albedo x reader #albedo x you #i <3 albedo #albedo kreideprinz #albedo my love #nerdy albedo <3333 #genshin x reader #genshin men #genshin imagines #rumi : masterlist genshin! 🌀#☕️

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