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lonophobic · 1 year

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“at least i finally got you back.”

tartaglia x male reader

pt. 2 of “should’ve just begged for me in the first place, huh?”

tw: smut, bottom!male reader, huuuggeeeee size difference, foul legacy!childe, dubcon? idk reader doesn’t stop him 🤷, fingering, humiliation, dumbification (kinda), crying, overstimulation, toys, reader almost passes out, childe big peepee hehe 🤭, im super fucking indecisive about what to call him at the beginning so all childe, tartaglia, and ajax are used, i think thats it maybe this is a long one

genre: smut (MINORS DO NOT INTERACT

summary: tartaglia gets revenge, maybe a bit overboard though.

a/n: i hate myself

part 1

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you had no idea how exactly this happened. actually, you did, but it made you feel a certain feeling.. fear? excitement? you weren’t sure, but you knew one thing for sure: there was no way you would be walking the next day.

ajax had asked you on a day together, as he had gotten the day off, granted by the great tsaritsa herself. just to note: it was just about a week after you fucked the living daylights out of tartaglia. the day started off nicely, actually. the two of you had a relaxing walk around liyue harbor, getting some snacks on the way. then, as the sun began to set, he had asked you to a duel, a friendly, innocent little match. and being relaxed and a bit tired from the day, you obliged.

maybe it was his talk during the match that caught you off guard, or maybe you were just tired, but he managed to hit you from the back, which gave him the opportunity to pin you down to the floor. you chuckled, you didn’t even get to use your elemental powers that much when he went into his foul legacy form. the man, who was about twice the size you were, looming over you made you remember what he said that week before-“i’ll be sure to get you back sometime.”you stiffen as you remember his promise, laughing nervously as he stared at you intently.

“tartaglia- you’re not thinking of doing it right now, are you? i-uh- we’re both pretty tired from the day..”

tartaglia hummed a response, his voice distorted from his foul legacy form. he stared at you for another split second, when he grabbed both of your hands and put them above your head, then proceeded to tear off your clothes like paper, leaving you in your underwear. you flinched at the cold air against your skin, as the sun was about to set and the colder winds started to set in.

”don’t worry dear, you’ll warm up in no time.”

you looked up to see tartaglia’s mask gone, so you could see his face. his hair was still slicked back, so you could see how dark his eyes were; clouded in lust and danger. you stiffened- maybe you shouldn’t have gone too hard last week. you were lost in your thoughts for a few seconds, but you suddenly came back when you felt your underwear being pulled off, and looked down to see his cock, and- ah. there’s no way that would fit. it was almost as long as your arm, and archons knew how thick it was. tartaglia noticed your hesitance, and laughed softly.

”hey, i’ll help you prep yourself so it won’t hurt as much, alright?”

you nodded, biting your lip as you tried not to think of how it would even fit inside.~at first, he had you finger yourself while he watched. it was humiliating, sure, but it definitely helped to loosen you up a bit. soon after, he used his own fingers which were noticeably larger than yours. you squirming against his fingers, which were knuckle deep inside. they would prod around, trying to find something. he thrust his fingers a few more times, which drew several more moans out of you, when he suddenly curled his fingers inside of you. just before you could cum, he dove down to deepthroat your cock, his warm throat around you throwing you off the edge, staining his throat white. you felt him gag a bit, before he pulled back and swallowed.

he smiled, and pulled his fingers out of you. he placed you so that you were facing towards him, and you would be sitting on his lap if his cock wasn’t right below you. when he started to align his cock with your entrance, you stiffened. you weren’t too fond of having your body ripped apart by cock, and tartaglia could tell. he rubbed your shoulder reassuringly, and sent you a gentle smile. you tried your best to relax as you felt his large tip slowly breach your entrance. you let out a whimper, already feeling the painful stretch. he slowly got the whole tip inside, groaning at the tightness. you were already struggling to catch your breath, already feeling full from just the tip. how the fuck were you going to handle the rest?? he let you stay for a few moments, then slowly lowered your hips down so that you were just about halfway down. you could just about feel him in your stomach- you could feel the tears welling up in your eyes. he was too deep, and yet you were only about halfway down. he slowly pulled you back up, then dropped you back down to about halfway.

“HAHH-AugHhh..”

you moaned out- it felt too good, and yet it hurt so bad. you threw your head back, eyes rolling back to your skull. tartaglia seemed to have noticed the bulge on your stomach, which he took advantage of, and softly ran his fingers over it before pressing down on it harshly. you choked on a moan, and felt yourself cum for the second time this night. you spasmed around his cock, screaming into the night sky when he suddenly pulled you all the way down. you could’ve sworn that if he came, his cum would come out of your throat from how deep he was. however, you were just focusing on attempting to heal whatever he could have damaged while he feverishly thrusted in and of you as you felt like a cocksleeve; being used for his cock and his cock only. you felt yourself close already, and feeling him press up against your prostate sent you to cum again, strings of white spurting out of your cock. you heard tartaglia’s distorted moans and grunts, occasionally commenting about you-

“you’re so tight, i might’ve not prepped you correctly.”

“you feel my cock all the way inside, yeah? ‘promise to make you feel good.”

“how does foul legacy taste, huh?”

your arms were wrapped around his neck, digging your nails into his back. you could barely hear them at all; all you could think about was the cock you were bouncing on- how it slid in and out so easily, and yet still felt so big inside. the bulge that stretched your skin that showed you were barely able to keep it so deep inside.

“i’ll make you so addicted that you wouldn’t even want me to stop, ever.”

you could hardly process what he said, but you were already so drunk on his cock that you could barely feel yourself cumming over and over again. you faintly heard your own voice, and yet you could hear tartaglia’s grunts and groans as he thrusted as fast as he could, obviously close to his high. your vision was hazy, and you swore you saw stars when he pulled you down harshly and thrust up at the same time, groaning rather loudly as you felt something hot fill you up inside. it was liquidy, and you felt some of it start to leak out of your entrance and down your thighs. you twitched as you felt him pull out, his fingers scooping up the cum that dribbled down from your hole and pushing them back inside. you slumped against his chest, trying your very best to learn how to breathe again. you were drowsy, and about to fall asleep, when you heard tartaglia’s voice.

“aw, come on. you’re a half-god, right? if a mere human could take this, i’m sure you could as well, no?”

you flinched at his words, not knowing how to respond, not that you really could. whatever you tried to say came out as incoherent babbles, which seemed to amuse tartaglia. he reached back to pull something out of his clothes pocket- something oval-shaped, and a remote for something. then it clicked. it was a vibrator. you tried to push back against the harbinger, already twitching and sensitive beyond belief- you couldn’t possibly take more. unfortunately, tartaglia pulled you back to his chest, smirking against your hair. he took the oval-shaped vibrator and shoved it as deep as he could with his fingers. it wasn’t on yet, so it felt a bit strange to have one thing up inside, when it suddenly clicked on and you felt tartaglia’s dick entering you at the same time, slowly pushing the vibrator deeper and deeper. the vibrator pushed against your prostate as he started to fuck you again, your tears flowing down your cheeks as your eyes rolled back and your mouth hung open. your head was thrown back in pleasure, your hands gripping onto tartaglia’s shoulders as best as you could. with all of your strength depleted, you fell back onto his chest, your arms hanging from his shoulders and your head was resting on his chest. you were twitching all over, cumming once again as you let out quiet, hoarse cries every thrust. you were about to black out- it was way too much stimulation, even for a half-god such as you. to give you some credit, a regular human would have passed out several hours ago. you finally heard tartaglia let out a series of groans, curses, and moans, before he released inside of you once again. he pulled out, taking out the vibrator along with it, as you were on the brink of passing out. you felt a hand on your cheek, and you groggily turned to see tartaglia back in his human form, smiling at you. you groaned, preferring to nuzzle your head back into the crook of his neck again. he laughed, pressing a kiss onto your temple.

“sorry if i was a bit rough. i know it was your first time with.. the foul legacy stuff.”

“what, it wasn’t your first?”

“what?? no, of course it was! it just… felt too good, i couldn’t really hold back. but, hey.” he grabbed both side of your face with his calloused hands, making you face him.

“at least i finally got you back.”

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words: 1684 words of smut

also tumblr on mobile is a bitch i have no idea how to fix those huge gaps in between the paragraphs so sorry if it bothers you 😕 (nvm it fixed itself lmao)

also now i can stare at the wall and slowly disintegrate i’ve done my job here

#tartaglia x male reader #childe x male reader #ajax x male reader #tartaglia #male reader #bottom male reader #smut #holy jesus my brainrot is so bad #i kind of hate this #but its too long to get rid of lmfao

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simping-overload · 2 years

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〖CUDDLING WITH FATUI HARBINGERS〗

SUMMARY ∘ cuddling; one of the easiest ways to soften up a harbinger

RAMBLES ∘ I remember when I first read the comics and I met dottore I thought you pronounced it like do tor roe and I'm just know being told that's not how you pronounce it😭😭,

AD: join my discord sever I need ppl to talk to + its genshin based https://discord.gg/3vnp4KkzAg

CHARACTERS ∘ childe, pantalone, scaramouche, dottore, capitano , pierro

TAGS ∘ gn reader, fluff, cuddles, clones, established relationships

BLOG DISCLAIMER ∘ ヾthis is a multi fandom blog that is designed for mlm/nbmlm identifying readers! so if you're female or fem alligened(she/her, she/they) please do not follow or interact with my mlm/nbmlm related post!! you will be blocked if you do not heed this warning

childe is an absolute cuddle bug, often shoving himself in your arms and draping himself over you like a blanket. he's the equivalent of a rock in this position you will not be able to move him, at all. It's best you just accept your fate your not going anywhere anytime soon. On most occasions, he is the little spoon, but if you happen to have a rough day he'll happily be the big spoon

pantalone loves snuggling with you, for him, it means you have your undivided attention on him and vice versa. he is content with whatever position as long as you're touching him in some way. however, it is often that he is the big spoon due to his need to just hold you like his personal pillow. there's no getting out of the banker's grip either, he has an iron grip, so unless you're going wake the man up with kisses you're stuck there until he wakes

scaramouche does love cuddling with you but will he ever initiate or admit it? Nope. However, when you do initiate cuddle time he won't ever stop you, he likes the way your arms feel around him so he is a little spoon often no matter how much he whines about it. he likes facing you during these times often having his head on your neck or chest. it is just a reminder to him that you are here and real.

dottore is not much of a cuddler but he's willing to indulge you every once and a while when he's not cooped up in his lab. he likes spooning you; back against his chest, his hand holding yours as he hides his face in your hair or placing kisses along your neck and shoulder. Or sometimes if he truly cannot spare the time to cuddle you he sends one of his younger clones to fill his position for the time being.

capitano may not seem like it but he is a cuddle monster— he loves when you're caged in his arms, and he feels as if he's your shield protecting you from the dangers in the world. however, he also likes when he's laying in between your legs resting his head against your abdomen, basically a personal pillow. he likes kissing your tummy too likes how soft it feels on his lips.

pierro is a very, very busy man, often getting home late at night or in the early mornings. which often leaves him little time to cuddle you. but when he can he likes when having you rest on top of him, on his chest, to him your weight is very.. grounding for him. however there are sometimes where he likes to have the roles reverse, him curled up with face tucked away in the hallow of your neck and shoulder.

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malereadermaniac · 8 months

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Now you know how it feels ~ Tartaglia x Male Reader

A short, smutty, fluffy fic with Tartaglia

Short NSFW warning!

You loved you boyfriend

Tartaglia was goofy and affectionate but he was very serious and dominant when he needed to be

If you HAD to say something bad about him it would be that....

"Hahhhh Fuuuck, baby~" the ginger moans as you slurp around his dick

His soft, long fingers weaving through your (h/c) hair

"Nghh-" you moan and gag around his big dick, Ajax's hand pushing your head down on his cock as he groans in pleasure

As soon as your boyfriend cums, you jolt off his dick

"Fuck you... ha... ha... you dickhead..." you say as you pant, his dicj litterally suffocating you moments before

That's right

Your beloved boyfriend, who preferred putting your pleasure above his, is a head pusher...

And as much as it turns you on, you have to admit that your gag reflex isn't good enough to handle how big Tartaglia is

It hurts a lot, especially as Ajax keeps you down for long periods of time

I mean.. you love the feelings, letting him take all of the control, forcing your throat to his will as he pushes your nose into his ginger pubes

But nonetheless it hurts like a bitch afterwards

So you decoded to give him a taste of his own medicine

You plan was in motion, you'd especially bought Bannanas in Liuye's market instead of your usual peaches

"Bannanas??" Tartaglia comedically asks

"Hmhm... yeah they're imported from Sumeru, I noticed a new stall opened up in the market so I bought some" you say with an innocent smile

You totally didn't commission the traveller to grab you some bananas from Sumeru

As the two of you chat about your boyfriend's day, you watch as Ajax grabs a bannana

This was it, you inched closer, pretending to go grab something out of the cabinet as the ginger brings the yellow fruit to his lips

And quickly, in one smooth motion, your hand collides with your boyfriend's fluffy ginger hair and keeps pushing

You hear a loud gag rupture through the room as you watch you boyfriend cock on the long fruit

He pulls his head up, his thick saliva connecting to the phallic fruit, his lips plump and tears in his eyes

"Haha! Now you know how it feels" you giggle at him

"Hehe... you got me there baby, but I don't think I mind the feeling... Mind start doing this more~"

Your face erupted into red

God-damn was he good

Your moans echoed through the room that night

Orgasm after orgasm from your boyfriend's skilled fingers inside your ass, while his warm tongue played with your dick endlessly

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ma9ical5tar · 9 months

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childe who challenges archon!reader knowing he'll lose but loves when you hurt him.

he draws his lip in between his teeth, trying to surpress the whimper that almost slips out as you punch him in the gut.

he doubles over clutching his stomach, you think you've hurt him too much but it's the exact opposite. he's biting his lip so hard it draws blood from how fucking elated he feels.

"tartaglia, are you alright? I knew I should've held back a bit," you mutter, walling over to the man dropping your weapon with a clash onto the domain floor. you and childes sparring sessions increased by the week from 2 days to everyday. of course it was no problem for you, you were an archon, and he is a meer mortal, one stained by the abyss, yet still a human.

"childe are you-?" he interrupts you by going back into his battle stance. "again, [name]," he grunts looking at you with eyes glazed with an animalistic lust. an unfulfilled desire tainting his soul. blood and sweat dribbled from his chin to the ground below with a soft plip "what? no, youre–"

"what? you scared?" he clicked his tongue, smirk making his smile lines more prominent. "typical, I guess the years really must've done a number on you, huh?" he taunts. your blood boils, you could take a playful banter but blaintant disrespect, no.

before you could even process your movements, you slap him straight across the face with some of your element infused causing him to fall to the ground. snapping back to reality you see him on the floor, clutching his cheek with one hand and the other over his cock.

"tartaglia, why would you rile me up like that?" you question bending down to lift his chin to inspect the damage. the area you hit already has a bruised forming and here he is, staring at you as if you've just hung the stars and the moon. he puts his hand on you face and leans his forehead against yours, eyes glinted with need, staring directly into your confused ones.

"o–once more."

listen to never young beach for a main character summer🙏🏽

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stray-dog · 11 months

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Too many times (Tartaglia x Male!Reader)

A/N: Guess who’s keyboard broke when I said I had a slutty idea, yours truly pwp with Tartaglia —sorry if there are any typos, not proofread when do I even

WC: 1.0K

CW: Light manhandling, overstimulation, dumbification, hair-pulling, thigh fucking, pwp, minors dni

“I’m not done with you yet” He spoke with a grin, “Keep going. I didn’t tell you to stop” He was demanding, you couldn’t count how many times you came, your vision was already clouded, your thighs sore from your position and your puffy hole on display as you lazily stroked your cock.

You pleaded for Ajax to let you rest, only to feel a harsh slap on your ass, throwing your head back and letting out a loud and desperate moan. You attempted to jerk yourself off faster, drool polling from the side of your mouth. You felt Ajax spread your thighs even further, making sure your hole was in his full view. You looked away while whining, still stroking your cock.

He rests one of your legs over his shoulder and shoves his fingers in your mouth, making you gag and choke and release moans that he adored to hear. He pulls it out soaking wet before tracing your hole, grinning ever so slightly whenever he’d see it twitch in anticipation and overstimulation.

“‘Close.. ‘m close please..” Your free hand covering your mouth and mumbling your words, your pace fastens as you chase your orgasm only for Ajax to grip your wrist, so close, you were so close. You let out a yelp while your legs shook in desperation, you’ve cum so many times but it wasn’t enough.

He seems to be so composed even like this, dragging your hand over to his face as he sucked and licked your fingers while his hands slowly stroked your cock again, so painfully slow, making sure to drag your pleasure out. You slowly began to fuck yourself on his hand, your hips moving and pumping your cock while feeling your orgasm come closer and closer, your mouth hung open, letting Ajax lean in for a sloppy and messy kiss.

“I’m gonna cum— Ajax.. Ajax..!” He grins while he made sure to pump out all your cock was good for, as you turned away in embarrassment, he watched as cum poured out of your dick before he finally stopped and collected your cum and started to coat his dick with it as lube, without a warning, he placed his tip in your hole.

“Ah- wait wait—!” Your words were cut off by a string of moans when Ajax had thrusted into you balls deep, your hands hopelessly grabbing onto the bed sheets below and your back arching, only giving Ajax the perfect angle to hit your prostate over and over again, abusing the sensitive spot. He kept his fast pace, skin slapping echoing around the room, it sounded so obscene along with your loud moans and the slight whine in his voice.

You felt him stop as he sits up, lifting your lower half along with him before starting his ruthless pace once more, your eyes rolling back as you turn your head away and bury it on one of the pillows. His free hand grabs your chin and forces you to look at him, your fucked out face and tongue loling out looked so erotic in this state.

He sticks his tongue out before pulling you into a deep kiss, slow and delicate in contrast to his fast pace. The wet and sloppy noises from the kiss sounded so loud, he couldn’t help it, especially when you gripped his hair while your other hand scratched his back so painfully, surely leaving marks along his other scars.

He threw his head back, and started to go even faster, earning incoherent words from you, mumbling out how good it felt, how much you want his cock buried deep in you. It turned him on even more, feeling his cock twitch as his hand stroked yours again, focusing on the tip as his thumb circles around, his other hand squeezing your thigh even more, feeling his cock sink deeper and deeper into your hole.

He was whining between groans, voice cracking at the pleasure of it all, he felt your dick twitch as it spills cum messily on your stomach, and some going as far as your chest. He continues as your thighs shake from being so sensitive. With one loud whine, he cums, pulling you closer until your lips meet as he moans into your kiss, softly grinding his cock in your hole as his cum starts to fill you, the warm and filling sensation made you moan in the kiss, tears slowly started to fall.

He pulls away from the kiss, connected by a string of saliva, his breath staggered, cupping your cheek before he kisses your forehead, “One more round?” he suggested, pulling out to watch his cum pour out of you, scooping it up before pushing it back in you, teasing your prostate before he leaned down and kissed your thighs, biting and sucking on them.

You could only let out a whine of approval, hearing Ajax click his tongue, “Can’t even answer me?” He playfully scoffs before holding onto your thighs again, moving them to one side of his shoulder while he slowly pushes his dick in between, he whines at the feeling, your soft thighs just hugging onto his dick.

“God.. You’re so good for me” His pace quickened, hearing your choked out moans made him feel pleasure tenfold. He thrusts more, his cock rubbing yours from in between your thighs, your hand slowly makes its way to your dick and starts to stroke it while Ajax enjoys himself between your thighs.

The sight of you jerking off made his cock twitch even more, he whines when he felt his orgasm come closer, quicker than he had expected. His head hung low while he thrusted and stroked your cock mercilessly, your whines falling onto deaf ears, you came once more with a loud moan and squeezing your thighs which only made Ajax groan in pleasure as he finished between your thighs, his cum messily coating them, he pulls them apart and enjoyed the view before kissing and caressing them.

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vynpng · 6 months

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♡ - whore

[sub childe x dom amab reader]

n | blood as lube (?) (it's mentioned like once) , rough sex, degradation, inflation kink, tummy bulge, whore childe (what's new 🥱), excessive (?) swearing, no condom used. mean reader 😈

read under cut !!

"m sorry! p-please, augh- I'm sorry!~"

Desperate sobs fell from Childe- who was currently under you, being pounded into at an inhumane pace, your cock so big he swore he could feel it in his stomach.

Despite all his pleading and begging, ultimately it fell upon deaf ears. Grabbing the ginger hair, you pulled harshly, as another sob escaped him.

"Shut up. You're not fucking sorry, you asked for this. Asked to be fucked from behind like a stupid whore."

Did he think you witnessing him flirting with fatui agents was going to go unpunished? It was probably his plan all along- to be utterly and entirely broken by you.

A delirious grin broke out across Childe's face- he loved when you fucked him with such fury, such jealously that there was no way he'd be able to walk for a week straight.

"Well? Don't ignore me now, tell me d-does it feel good, huh?"

A question you knew he was in no state to answer, not when his arms trembled as he attempted to keep himself upright, drawn out moans spewing from his lips.

Fuck.

It shouldn't even be humanely possible that you filled him up so well, that your cock was so big it caused a bulge in his stomach.

The primal urge to completely destroy him spurred you on, his begging sounding something akin to a prayer- a prayer you would never tire from hearing.

A garbled sound escaped from the man below you- something between a sob and a moan, as your palms pressed against his stomach as you ripped another orgasm out of him.

"Can you feel me?"

Drool dripped out of his mouth, adding to the mess that was already on the marbled floor- a mix of his blood and cum from the both of you.

Grabbing a handful of the ginger hair, bringing his ear to your mouth, you growled-

"I said, can you feel me, hm?"

As if to make your point, you pressed against the bulge even more harshly- eliciting a mewl from the ginger, as cum dripped out of his plump ass, red from the amount of times you had spanked it.

"So fuckin' nasty you are, making such a mess."

A broken laugh escaped Childe, quickly cut off as you thrusted into him again, a choked sob escaping him, tears staining his flushed face.

"Mmh, c-can feel you....feel, hah, you feel really good. F-fucking me like you hate me.."

The wet squelch of you fucking like animals in heat only seemed to turn Childe more even more, if his mantra of "m cumming! c-cumming!!" was anything to go by.

"Like? I do fucking hate you, stupid slut."

Sharply gasping, Childe's arms finally gave up on him as clear liquid sprayed out of his dick, eyes rolling to the back of his head as he collapsed to the floor, twitching as if electrocuted, as his senses were overcome with pleasure.

Staring down at the man your dick was lodged inside having possibly the biggest orgasm of his life due to you saying you hated him, there was only one thing you could say.

"Fuckin' manwhore."

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crystcrm · 1 year

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lately i've been thinking about childe... but not just any childe...

but a dilfier childe.. hehe.. dilf childe..

i offer a little thirst... because he's been on my mind.. especially now at 3:30am.

nsfw below the cut, minors dni

mmm so imagine a.. beefed up, stockier childe.. light scruff, fuzzy, y'know? the kind of fuzz that would feel a little scratchy against your face- the good kind of scratchy though..

i don't see dilf!childe as a inherently rough person or anything- i feel like he's mellowed out across the years tbh. so sweet and gentle with you.. he wouldn't dream of wanting to hurt you or anything, he just wants to treat you and spoil you rotten. he's stronger though, and he likes to show it by carrying you up close to him, sweet sloppy little makeouts up against the wall ♡

the type to prolong both of your time together, pleasure and all. dragging out the foreplay for as long as he can, letting his hands roam around you and holding you close- making you feel good. god, i'd do anything to be with him like rn frfr >.< ♡

oh my god he's crazy over you too, how you feel around him and how good you make him feel... he wants you seeing stars and making sure you forget everything else but his name.

also i think it's agreed that when it comes to childe, you can't forget about the breeding kink. i just think he's never going to leave, he wants to be in you all day everyday. sure you're pretty with his cum on your face, in your mouth or wherever— he still thinks the best place to dump his load in is inside you.

soft loving sex, making you breathless, speechless, and definitely very satisfied... i need more dilf childe in my life. the sweet one that wants nothing but your pleasure...

please don't mind my early morning thirsts, it's the demon hours ♡

he has been on my mind constantly.

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dreamedaboutboys · 1 year

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To the edge

Any Male!Sub!Character x Dom!Male!Reader (character/person not defined)

Summary: After a whole month, you've decided to be merciful… just not too merciful.

A/N: Just a little something i wrote when i was bored. I didn't specified the character, so feel free to imagine whoever you want in this situation.

Warnings: Sex, edging, overtimulation.

He knew it wouldn't be easy.

He knew it wouldn't be exactly what you said.

Yet here he is, sitting in a chair with his arms tied behind his back, his eyes blindfolded, and his body shivering.

He knew he would be in this situation, and that's exactly why he accepted when you asked him if he wanted you to finally have mercy on him after the past month in denial.

All he could think about was how your mouth would feel around him, and God... It feels amazing.

He wishes he could feel this forever, well, until you spent the past... minutes? hours? He doesn't even know anymore sucking him.

Every single time he almost reaches his climax, you stop and start all over again.

And he knows better than to beg for his release, knowing damn well that It will only make you torture him for longer.

So he takes it like the man he is, holding tight to his hand when you take him all the way to the base and caress his balls.

His voice is tired from moaning, and his eyes are puffy from crying, but he can't stop himself from screaming your name again. And then there are his tears as you leave his member alone again.

But as he eagerly waits for you to do it again, something surprises him, his blindfold is gone, and you're gently touchinh his hair.

He looks at you, not knowing what to say, not knowing if he should beg or if he should thank you. But you don't give him a chance to choose as you get back into position.

"Be a good boy for me, will you?" You say in a deep tone as you take him in your mouth again.

He is thankful you decided to blindfold him before because he doesn't think he would be able to hold back this long with the sight of your gorgeous face with puffy red lips taking his angry red cockhead.

And he definitely wound't, because as soon as your lips touched him, he was gone.

His climax consumes him, making him almost lose consciousness. Luckily he is tied to the chair; otherwise, he would be lying on the floor right now.

As he slowly returns to reality, he takes a look at you.

You're still covered in his cum, your lips still red.

He notices you sticking your tongue out again and gently lapping at his cockhead, cleaning it of the rest of his release.

He shivers with the overstimulation, but not as much as when you take his cockhead in your mouth again.

He tries to say something, but he can't form a phrase.

You let his sore member go as you move next to his face. "I'm not done with you yet" you said, kissing his lips and going down on him again.

And again.

Until he doesn't have anything else to give you.

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houndslayr · 1 year

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Kinktober - Day 10 + 11

𝔐.𝔩𝔦𝔰𝔱 | ℜ𝔲𝔩𝔢𝔰 | 𝔑𝔞𝔳𝔦. | 𝔎𝔦𝔫𝔨𝔱𝔬𝔟𝔢𝔯 𝔩𝔦𝔰𝔱

Gender: Male reader

Prompt: Blindfolds + Breathplay

Character(s): Tartaglia (Ajax), Scaramouche

Warning(s): 18+, threesome, tops Tartaglia and Moochie, bottom reader, fucking on a desk, etc.

Words: 1000+ (This was only supposed to be under 400 words :'] )

A/N: We are gonna just unsee me being over 20 something days behind, I have been in and out of the hospital due to some recent shit. It's been very tiring so I really haven't felt comfortable writing lately. I promise I'll finish this but I will be throughout November, also thank you to the people who requested some days and gave me ideas.

Fem-aligned, yaoi/fujoshi supporters, pro/comshippers, mlm fetishizers dni you will be blocked

Your bruised knuckles knock on the splintered wooden door making the ugly black name plack ripple against the wood about to fall. An annoyed 'Who is it?' was barked through the door by the 11th harbinger. A shiver runs through your paranoid form, you were the captain of your team which had just failed an important mission to gather info on the blond traveler and his little companion.

"It's the captain of-" You were cut off when the door gets opened suddenly making you silently gasp as you stand before the 6th of the fatui harbingers. The glare that rested upon his face made you take a few steps back spooked. "Uh, I can come back.." You trail off gesturing behind you with your thumb slowly backing up.

Behind Scaramouche your boss Tartaglia stands up shaking his head 'no' and then beckoning you to come into the room. You were stunned not moving an inch which made Scaramouche get impatient. He reaches out gripping your coat and pulls you into the room with the two of them.

Now you stand stiff as a plank in front of your superior your sweaty hands desperately holding onto your coat, your gaze burning holes in the floor. "Report on your latest mission." Tartaglia steadily commanded before taking his seat again as the other harbinger leans against the only exit.

You are hesitant before swallowing all your fears that threaten to creep out. "My lord, I am afraid to report that the mission had gone sideways midway through-" You quickly bumble out, the feeling of Tartaglia seething with each word you spout. The air now hostile seems to slip into your gaping mouth and steal all your breath from your lungs but you still push forward with the report. "The traveler and his guide seemed to notice us and by we were quickly ambushed by them!"

By now the glare that the 11th harbinger was sending you could kill you if you meet his empty eyes. "This is the 4th time you and your team have failed me." His wrathful tone makes your knees almost buck under the pressure. You hear little giggles come from the other harbinger behind you but you don't dare to acknowledge them.

The coat that was on you to protect you from shezhnayas unforgiving elements felt too hot now; it was suffocating you. "What am I to do with you" You hear him fumingly huff. One of his gloved hands drums against the desk in thought for a moment before a sinister chuckle leaves him.

You dare to sneak a glance at him but soon regret it as the look on his face shakes you to your core, you wish you could just melt into the floor. "Come here," He lowly says motioning for you to stand in front of him behind his desk. You take slow strides towards him silently praying for any of the archons to give you hope that you would survive.

You finally stand before him with your head down submissively, trying to shrink into your lofty coat. From the corner of your eyes, you see Tartaglia shift in front of you. The touch of his gloved hands makes you jump with a little shriek escaping your cracked lips making the orange-haired harbinger snicker. His hands slid over your shoulders pushing off the large coat onto the floor only leaving you in your translucent shirt.

"My- My lord! What are you doing?!" You exclaim tripping over your words slightly as his hands roam over your chest. Your shaken eyes meet his cold blue ones, even through the sea that raged in his eyes mischief seemed to shine through right then.

"You see, I have been so very busy fixing my underling's mistakes that I haven't been able to have time for myself," His nails drag along your clothed breast making red lines under the fabric. "The stress has just got me pent up. Maybe if you help me with this pent-up stress then I'll let you off for this little fuck up." The tone he uses makes your cheeks flush as you anxiously nod.

"Good." You were forcefully pushed against the desk, your back scattering whatever was on it before. Your eyes meant the confused violet eyes of the 6th harbinger before shifting to the man who is now in between your legs.

"Childe, what are you doing?" Scaramouche hisses out from between his teeth. His face was almost as red as yours from just watching whatever was unfolding between the two of you. "Oh come on comrade! Lighten up!"

His hands traveled under your skin-tight shirt playing with your puffy nipples before dragging his nails down to rest on your hips. The bulge in his pants was more prominent now than ever as it pressed against your ass. He leans down so his chest touches yours, his ginger hair tickling your jaw. "You can call me Ajax for what we are about to do."

You nod watching him as he leans up to look through a drawer in his desk before pulling out a black cloth blindfold with the fatui symbol on it. The last thing you see before he tightens the piece of cloth around your eyes is his freckled face smiling while motioning for the other harbinger to come closer.

Now you were on high alert with your sight taken away, every touch that was laid on your body making you jump a little. A snap of fabric catches your attention as cold hands meet your skin, they were rough with calluses on them, an almost unnoticeable dip in the skin of the hand every so often from the old and new scars.

The rough hand's grip holds the edges of your shirt pulling it apart as the sound of fabric ripping draws a startled yelp from you. The cold air hitting your perky nipples before they get engulfed by warm touches and a wet mouth.

Next you feel a slender hand run over your cheek, it felt soft in contrast to the rough hand's that are pulling off your pants. The thumb of the hand rubs your lower lip before roughly prying opening your mouth. Thin fingers explore your wet mouth taking your attention off the ginger haired harbinger.

You could hear faint grumbling from the 6th harbinger above you. You didn't get to catch any of his words as you jerked forward. The feeling of Ajax taking your dick in his mouth sucking your soul out. One of his now ungloved hands hold down your hips while the other slick with what you think is lube teasing your rim.

"Ah- Ajax.. so good-" You moan out. Your bandaged knuckles gripping onto the edge of his desk.

Pleasure runs through your veins, almost covering the sudden sharp pain of your hair getting pulled back by Scaramouche.

"Open"

Being oh so obedient you immediately open your mouth at his command. Feeling his cock prod at you mouth you slack your jaw to open wider to accommodate his size. You could tell he wasn't huge, maybe just a bit above average.

He slides in with a delighted moan. Not even giving you time to adjust to the massive change. Your throat bulges slightly every time you tried to swallow. You let out small whimpers and moans from the long fingers that are spreading your ass while the loss of air makes you feel fuzzy.

Scaramouche gets bored of just the feeling of your mouth constricting on his cock. The short male starts to thrust rapidly constantly hitting the back of your throat. His hands feel under your jaw, the feeling of the lump appearing and disappearing constantly making him more horny.

Your body starts to feel high. Maybe it was the lack of air you were getting or maybe it was all the pleasure but you felt so out of it at that point. Everything felt so much. The feeling of being stuffed by two harbingers making you crazy.

Your ears ring and your skin feels on fire. The fuzzy feeling tickling your skin, it felt like static on your skin. The ringing in your ears blocked the sounds around you much like the blindfold did your sight. The sweltering heat around your body made it hard to concentrate on your situation. The cock stuffed down your throat cutting off your airways, thick purple hair itching your nose.

Stopping there before i go much farther. Again sorry for how late this is, just so much stuff has been happening, and going back and forth to the hospital is so stressful for me. Thankfully I should be out of the hospital for a bit so I'll try to post the rest of kinktober throughout the next two weeks.

Also, go check this post out to help me with my next series! {Link}

Last note on this fic but after I get kinktober done I might focus on some of my OCs in future fics for a month or two. I will still ofc write for other fandoms but I will focus on OCs for a little.

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bell4lan · 8 months

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T4t childe x fatui!reader on where they just fuck in the meeting room or something like that please😩

Lord Harbinger

Genre: Smut

DNI: NON-MLM/NBLM, fujoshis, mlm/mblm fetishizers, trans fetishizers

CW: Pussy, cunt, folds, hole, t-dick/dick used for privates, fingering (reader receiving), oral sex (tartaglia receiving), squirting, toys (vibrator, strap-on), technically unprotected sex?, office sex, penetrative sex (bottom tartaglia, top reader), semi-public sex (?), slight finger sucking, also slight cum eating if that counts

Character(s)/Reader: Switch Trans Childe x Switch Trans Male Reader

"That'll be all." Pierro concluded, bringing the meeting to an end. All the harbingers stood up and began leaving to finish their duties, except Tartaglia. He stood still with you standing beside him as he bid his coworkers goodbye. All of them were too busy to even care about why he was staying behind, so they didn't bother asking and just left.

Once the door clicked shut, Childe took out a small object from his pocket and and held his thumb against a button on it. You collapsed onto your knees and moaned, both in pleasure and in pain from your fall. He squat down next to you and laughed, taking your mask off as he did.

"You did good (Name). You didn't make a single noise during the meeting! You know what that means right?" He cooed as he moved his hand to your chin and made you look up at him. You struggled to keep your eyes open as they filled with tears, the vibrations from the toy inside you starting to overwhelm you.

"Pl- ngh~ please let me c-cum." You begged, barely able to speak. He smiled and gave you a kiss on the lips before picking you up effortlessly.

He laid you down on the table the harbingers used for their meetings and undid your pants, sliding them down and throwing them aside. He chuckled as he saw the wet patch on your briefs.

"Someone's excited." He teased as he took them off and threw them where your pants were. He lowered the vibrations so your legs would twitch less and admired you. Your inner thighs and pussy were coated with slick, and your dick was swollen and begging for attention. He ran his middle and ring finger up your folds, making sure to lube them up. His thumb brushed against your dick as he slid his fingers back down to your hole and pulled out the vibrator before inserting both fingers in with ease.

His fingers thrusted at a quick pace, pulling out needy whines with each thrust. You were so thankful the room was soundproof, because with how loud you were being someone would've definitely heard you.

"You like when I'm inside you don't you slut?" Childe chuckled, watching as your body twitched from his touch. You responded with a nod since you knew you wouldn't be able to form a proper sentence.

His pace kept up as your moans got louder, fingers ramming into you until you finally came. Childe chuckled deeply when your pussy squeezed and fluttered around his fingers as it squirted all over.

"You made a big mess (Name)." He laughed as he pulled out his drenched fingers and pushed them into your mouth, making you suck all the fluid off. You made sure to put on a show, tongue running all along his fingers and then taking them into your mouth and bobbing your head, all while looking up at him.

Smirking, he pulled his fingers out and wiped them on his pants. He pulled off his coat and pants and threw them by your clothes before getting on the table, hovering over you.

"You licked up your mess pretty well. How about we put that tongue to use, hm?" He purred as he ran his thumb along your bottom lip. You nodded dumbly, making his smirk grow wider. He sat up and positioned himself over your head, pink cunt glistening above you. Seeing how horny you made him always made your heart race and swell with pride. Having the power to make your superior, a harbinger, completely soaked and needy was something that always made you motivated to make him squirm.

Your hands went up to spread him, licking your lips as you saw the delicious meal you were about to devour. You teased your tongue against the tip of his t-dick, making his hips twitch. Your hands ran up to them and pulled his pussy closer to your mouth before assaulting it with your tongue.

"Fuu-uck~." He whimpered out, the wetness of your tongue making him stutter. He gently rocked his hips on your face, your nose nudging his tip as he did. He ran a hand through your hair and pushed your head up against his pussy harder, head thrown back as your tongue entered his hole. He lifted himself up and down, trying his best to match the thrusts of your tongue.

"I need something b-bigger." He sighed out as he looked down at you between his thighs. You pulled your tongue out and moved him a bit so you could speak.

"Want me to fuck you?" You asked, rubbing your thumb along his sensitive folds and dick to give him some stimulation. He nodded quickly, hips moving along with your thumb.

"The strap is in your office though, think you can last?" You teased as you glanced down at his soaked cunt before looking back up at him. He gave another nod, so you both got up and put your clothes back on.

Childe rushed you out the door and speed walked to his office. Once you both got there, he pulled you inside and locked the door. You pushed him against the door and took off your mask before capturing him in a deep, passionate kiss. Your hand moved down to his crotch and gripped him, making him pull away from the kiss as his knees buckled under him. You chuckled and lifted him so his legs wrapped around your waist.

Papers and pens hit the floor as you cleared his desk so you could lay him down on it. Childe hastily took off his coat and pants again as you took off your pants and put the strap on. Once ready, you went between the ginger's spread legs and pressed the tip into his hole. He was soaked, so he had no trouble taking it all. He moaned as the whole thing was pushed inside, relishing the feeling of his pussy being stretched.

You wasted no time and started pounding into him, his desk creaking from the harsh movement. Childe's eyes rolled back into his head as the thick cock filled him and rammed into his sweet spot with every thrust. His nails clawed at your sleeves, wanting so badly to dig them into your skin.

Childe's legs started to shake as he got closer and closer to release, his moans getting louder by the second. He wrapped his arms around your neck and looked at you as you continued to pound him. You always looked so sexy when you were fucking him, the sweat dripping down the side of your face as you focused on making him feel the most pleasure you could possibly provide. The way you looked sent even more shivers down his spine, so he spread his legs wider, showing off his puffy, pink cunt to you.

"Shit (Name) i'm go-ngh~na c-cum." He whined, back arching off the desk. A loud moan ripped from his throat as he finally came. You shoved the entire strap inside him as it happened, making his legs visibly tremble.

Once he was more calm, you pulled out. A small smirk formed on your face as you saw his swollen and used pussy clench around nothing. You gave him a soft peck on the cheek before taking off the strap and cleaning him up.

"You went pretty rough today (Name). I won't be able to walk for days!" Childe joked, panting slightly as he was still recovering. You smiled at him and kissed his neck softly as you put on his pants for him.

"It's all your fault lord harbinger."

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Hello, I hope this story was to your liking! I know it said the meeting room specifically, but I couldn't help myself and made it take place in there and Childe's office ^^;. I hope you enjoyed regardless! Sorry if it's rushed heh

Posting will be slow now that my life has gotten a LOT busier. I don't play genshin (or any video game really) as much lately so I lack motivation ^^;. I hope you all understand! :)

Also if there are mistakes please ignore them for now...i'm pretty tired and proof read the best I could

#genshin impact x male reader #genshin x male reader #childe x male reader #tartaglia x male reader #ftm reader #trans childe

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lonophobic · 1 year

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“should’ve just begged for me in the first place, huh?”

tartaglia x male reader

tw: smut (MINORS DO NOT INTERACT), top male reader, reader is a sadist, but tartag is a masochist so its all good lmao, binding, crying, begging, overstimulation, orgasm denial, nipple play, reader is mentioned to be a half-god, childe is called a whore once, childe is called ajax for this fic, i think thats it but im not sure lmao

genre: smut (MINORS DO NOT INTERACT)

summary: uhh plotless smut lol childe radiates bottom energy so much

a/n: this was supposed to be a small little thirst. small. idk what happened.

part 2!

!not proofread

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y/n could hear ajax’s sobs as his tip leaked precum, a white puddle already resting on his stomach from the previous orgasms. his hands were tied behind his back, immobilizing him and rendering him helpless. you were still thrusting into his tight hole, the two of you covered in a thin layer of sweat. ajax’s back was leaning against the bed frame, yet his head was hanging down as you could hear his pants and soft sniffles. he didn’t even know how many times he had cum that night already, all he knew was that he wanted more- needed more. he felt you slow down, and as he was about to start complaining, he felt your lips against his, bringing him into a surprisingly soft kiss, which was a large contrast to how the two of you looked at that moment. tounges danced with each other as ajax could feel your dick twitch inside him. you pulled back, quickening your pace with a soft groan. you glanced at ajax’s tear- streaked face, then let go of one of his thighs you were holding up to trail up his chest until you were brushing your fingers against his hard nipples, which brought a raspy whimper up his throat. he was getting lost in the moment when you suddenly pinched his nipple, hard. you felt him tighten around you, letting out a hoarse moan while he threw his head back, hearing a bump from his head hitting the bed frame. you put your hand back to his thigh to hold it back up, and replaced your fingers with your mouth- licking, sucking, and biting the hardened nub. you heard him let out another sob as he spasmed around your cock, his cum being so thin at this point that he might as well be squirting water. his back arched off the bed frame, and you slowed down your thrusts until they came to a stop. you were a bit tired too- you cummed quite a bit already inside the harbinger. you were about to pull out to get cleaned up, but you felt your boyfriend bite your neck, keeping you in place.

“where do you think you’re going? i thought you said you’d fuck me dumb today. i expected more from a half-god.”

this made you chuckle- you’ve never met anyone else in your entire eternal life who could handle more rounds than ajax. it made you amused, excitement bubbling from your core.

“fine. we can go further. but-if you really want me to go harder-“

you paused to lean down and kiss his temple, leaning a bit further down to be right next to his ear to whisper-

“you’re gonna have to beg for it, you little whore.”

this sent shivers down ajax’s spine; he smirked, and replied with a snarky response.

“you’ll never see me beg for a good fucking, shouldn’t you just give it to me?”

ajax was squirming, openly sobbing. as much as he regretted saying those words to you, every inch of his body seemed to love it. he had been denied orgasm after orgasm, your thrusting and hand jerking him off stopping right at the edge. it was driving him crazy- his eyes rolled to the back of his head, head tilting back as far as it could go before the bed frame stopped it. his mouth open wide as it spilled moan after moan, taking in huge gulps of air as he was fucked right to the edge, just to be pulled back. his tears were falling freely off of his eyes onto his cheeks, mind hazy from the intense feeling he was getting. he could barely process you were talking to him, but your hand gripping his chin to make him face you brought him back to reality.

“you want to cum?”

this sounded like a miracle to ajax; he had been on the edge for archons know how long, hours probably. he was willing to do anything for release at this point.

“YES-yesyesyes, please- please- i’m sorry i said that to you- pleasepleasepleaseplease just let me cum,”

he blurted out, tightening around the cock that had been ruining his insides for the past several hours. this seemed to satisfy you, and you leaned down to kiss his forehead with a soft smile.

“finally decided to listen, huh? well, i guess i could help you, since i’ve had my fun.”

you helped to shift ajax so that he was on his back, and retying his restraints so that they were tied against the bed frame. you suddenly brought his knees to his shoulders, which made ajax stiffen in surprise. when you slammed yourself back inside, he let out a loud, raspy moan that was almost a shout. you gave him no time to recover, pulling out until just the tip of your cock was inside and harshly trusting all the way back in. ajax could feel you so much deeper inside, your tip pressing against his prostate. he moaned loudly at every thrust, hearing the flesh of your hips snap against his bruised ass. you put his legs on your shoulders and leaning down so you could bite at his neck, hard enough to draw blood. you felt ajax’s back lift off of the bed as you sucked on the spot you had bit as you whispered soft praises into his ear, which were hardly processed by the ginger. you glanced down, seeing his stomach bulge with each thrust. as you bit down on another spot, you pressed down on the bulge, which finally pushed ajax over the edge. he screamed, sticky white liquid squirting from his tip. he clenched down hard on your cock, which made you cum as well with a moan. the two of you sat there for a minute, both panting as you calmed down from your highs. after a minute, he heard you chuckle.

“should’ve just begged for me in the first place, huh?”

you heard him laugh weakly, his voice raspy as he responded.

“i’ll be sure to get you back sometime.”

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words: 996

damn i just wanted bottom childe and this is what my rotting brain created 🧍

planning a part 2 where foul legacy!childe tests the limits of his half-god boyfriend 🤗

edit: forgot to add tags lmao

#tartaglia x male reader #childe x male reader #ajax x male reader #male reader #top reader #top male reader #smut #oh god my brainrot is horrible #bottom childe #bottom tartaglia

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kiskisur · 8 months

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Kamusta (⌒▽⌒)ノ! Could I request Childe/Kaveh x male reader who is Pierro’s son?

Thank you!

ᝰ.ᐟ and the reason is clear

warnings: male reader, fluff yesyes, reader is referred to as [name], it's short because I'm sleepy 🥹

note: omg I couldn't sleep and kept thinking about this so you ask and I shall feed fr <3 though, if I did make a mistake please correct me 😭 btw I am tired so I apologize if whatever I'm writing doesn't make sense ㅠㅠ

[name], the son of the enigmatic Pierro, had decided to organize a special family gathering in their quaint garden. The setting sun cast a golden hue on the blooming flowers and vibrant greenery, creating a tranquil atmosphere.

Childe, known for his daring exploits and prowess in battle, found himself intrigued by the invitation from [name]. He had always sensed something unique about [name], an air of mystery that drew him in. Little did he know, this gathering would uncover the shared history they had unknowingly shared.

As Childe stepped into the garden, his eyes widened in surprise as he spotted Pierro among the crowd. The elder man stood with an air of dignity, his presence commanding respect. Confusion crossed Pierro's face as he glanced over at Childe, clearly puzzled by his presence at the family gathering.

[name], noticing the tension, approached Childe with a warm smile. "Childe," [name] began, "I wanted you to meet someone very important to me. This is my father, Pierro."

Childe's heart raced as he looked between [name] and Pierro, realization dawning upon him. This gathering wasn't just a family event; it was a chance for him to meet [name]'s father, the very man he had admired and respected for so long.

Pierro regarded Childe with a keen gaze, curiosity mingling with the gravity that seemed to surround him. "So, you're the one my son has spoken highly of," Pierro remarked, extending a hand towards Childe. Childe took the hand with a mix of surprise and respect, shaking it firmly.

As they began to converse, Childe learned more about Pierro's past, his experiences, and the journey that had led him to where he was. He also found himself sharing his own stories, recounting his adventures and challenges faced in the world of Teyvat. There was an unspoken understanding between them, a mutual respect that transcended their different paths.

As the evening unfolded, laughter filled the air, and Childe discovered a side of Pierro that was warm, approachable, and caring. The family gathering had transformed into a heartwarming exchange of stories and experiences, forging a connection between Childe and [name]'s family that he had never anticipated.

ᝰ.ᐟ it's because you are here ~

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l1tw1ck · 2 years

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Bad Boy Ajax

FTM!Ajax x Top!Male Reader

Series: Higher Education | Kinktober

Contains: Non-Con, Teasing, Virginity Kink, Desk Sex, Degrading, Spanking, Non-Con Creampie

Words: 817 | Reader Discretion is Advised

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Ajax was your typical bad student. He shows up to class late, disrupts learning, picks fights, and just in general acts like an entitled asshole.

He even has the nerve to flirt with you. You were often the one watching him during detention, subjecting you to experience the brunt of his flirtatious antics.

"It's just you and me, teach." Ajax grins.

"As usual." You reply dryly.

"I noticed there aren't any cameras in here. No windows either. It's like a prison without surveillance."

"That's why I'm here. To be the warden."

"Can the warden grant me a get out of jail free card? In exchange for my body?" Ajax jokes.

You've had enough of his stupidity. "Come on up then."

Ajax looks at you in shock. "What?"

"Did you not hear me? Come." You snap your fingers.

He nervously walks up to your desk, standing in front of it with clear confusion painted on his face.

"Stay there." You order, walking behind him. You bend him over on the desk and move his hands behind his back, preventing him from getting up.

"Wait- I was joking!"

"So once someone reciprocates your flirting, you tuck your tail in between your legs and pretend it was a joke?"

"I'm sorry! Okay? I won't do it again just- just please don't touch me." Ajax squirms in your hold.

"You're tempting me."

"I'm a virgin, please!"

"You're making me even hornier." You smirk. "I eat virgins alive." You rub your bulge against his ass.

Ajax shivers. "Please, sir, I'm sorry. I'm so sorry."

"I think a proper punishment is overdue." You pull his pants down, revealing his ocean themed boxers. "How cute."

"No! I'll stop being bad! I promise!"

"Your personality did quite the 180." You laugh. "I'm not going to stop, Ajax, you deserve this." You spank him.

Ajax gasps, giving up. "I'm sorry.."

"'I'm sorry' seems to come out of your mouth easily when you're in trouble." You grope his ass, admiring the softness. "I don't think I've ever heard you apologize, at least not genuinely."

Ajax sniffs, shivering and shaking in fear.

"Gods...I'm so tempted to fuck that little hole of yours." You move his legs apart, not missing the dark wet spot in his underwear. "Ah? Don't tell me you're turned on by this."

He whimpers, not responding.

Chuckling, you pull his underwear down and look at his dripping cunt, basically begging to be filled. "Mm, you must love the idea of getting your virginity taken by your teacher." You spank his sex, making Ajax mewl. You pull your pants off and let your hard cock free, you press it against his entrance before pushing your length in with no remorse.

Ajax screams, his eyes widening as you stretch his cunt and push in until your tip kisses his cervix, eliciting another scream but this time of both shock and pleasure.

"Shut up you dumb whore," You spank his ass. "Or do you want the janitor to see what a slut you are?"

He bites his lip, looking down and trying not to be loud.

"Me and him are friends, he might actually want to join in." You smirk, fucking into him slowly. "What do you think? Getting fucked in the throat while I destroy your tight little cunt?"

"No~! Please~! I'll be quiet!"

"Aw, you only want me fucking you? How cute." You pick up the pace, fucking him mercilessly and cruelly. "I took you for more of a whore, the type to participate in gangbangs."

"Nno~! Not a wh- whore~!"

"Yes you are, you're a whore and a cockslut." You spank him, his ass getting red. "Say it."

"Aah~!" He moans, squeezing your cock tightly. "M' a who- whore~ 'n a co- cockslut~! Fo- for y- you~ sir~!"

"Fuck. That's right, only for me." You growl, now planning on keeping Ajax as your little toy for the rest of the year.

"Gh- gonna come~!" He warns before reaching his peak, pussy fluttering around your length.

"You're gonna be a good boy from now on, right, Ajax?" You fuck him through his orgasm.

"Ye- yes! Gon- gonna be good~! Wh- whatev- uh~ you want~!" He nods rapidly.

"That's what I like to hear. All good boys deserve a reward, want my cum, baby?" You fuck him harder.

Ajax gasps. "Wa- wait~! Nn- no~! Don- don't wah~ wanna ge- get preg- pregnant~!" He kicks his legs around.

"You should take everything I give you, Ajax," You slam into his cervix, keeping still and coming inside him, your seed breaching the entrance of his womb. "Even if you don't want it."

His eyes roll to the back of his head, legs twitching as he processes what's just occurred.

"Don't expect any support if you get pregnant." You pull out slowly, your cum dribbling out from his pulsing cunt and onto the floor. "Maybe take the after pill."

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a game of chase [m.reader]

i told myself i’d never get caught dead doing a solo childe fic bc my friends and i hate him. well. i’m not dead yet. ahdijsidmv. jk i’m just taking a break from a fic i’m writing so have this one-shot :D. idk why but when i thought of this, childe fits for some reason. and when i brought this up with my friend, they only said “yeah, the attention whore checks out”.

𖦹 i have no idea what genre this is, childe pining for you like mad, my indulgent hc of ekaterina being so done with her boss, a little bit of some characters x you

For every unfortunate soul out there that Childe would have the pleasure of coming across, he made a personal ranking of just how good that first meet was. Of course, it didn’t happen until halfway through he realized how much fun it was to catch some opponents off guard. And on times that he has to go and personally fight to collect certain debts for the bank, he always liked the absolute fear he instilled in every person.

Oddly enough, it wasn’t an ambush he created to be the one sitting at the top rank. Rather, it was his meeting with the traveler. It’s not everyday you see someone with a little flying child getting chased by the Millelith the moment they’ve stepped foot in Liyue. It was hilarious, really. And their meet was nothing short of pure amusement.

And yet, even rankings change.

Especially with the way you barged into his not-so-quaint little life.

A quiet stroll through the harbor — that’s all Chile ever needed and he knew he’d be set to sit on his chair for hours on end, doing boring old paperwork and reports to submit to The Jester. It was nothing to exciting, hence his innate need to get out and go for some fresh air. Take it as a preparation for this grueling boredom that he’s about to face. Though his subordinate preferred he start work now, he still was the one who has the last say.

And so here he was.

Children that reminded him of his little siblings loitered around, playing with huge smiles on their faces. It warmed his heart as he thought about his cold motherland where his family was. He ought to head back as soon as he finishes his reports for now. Just a few days with his family will do the trick.

Vendors by their stalls beckoned to him. He is the facilitator of the Northland Bank in Liyue’s Branch. It’s not too odd to be pulled aside constantly to be offered certain goods. They were only doing business, and as someone who has a sizable mora to spare, it wasn’t surprising to be solicited by them.

With a quick wave to the vendors, he rounded the corner. It was the relatively quiet part of the harbor — not often populated by any vendors as it wasn’t quite in the middle of the bustling crowd where anyone could see. It was quiet. And for someone like him who craved the noise of every clanging blades in a spar, the pained grunts of opponents, and the sound of a blunt impact from every landed punch, Childe enjoyed this part.

A subtle pout came onto his features as he realized that it wouldn’t be long before he has to go back and face the music of the cumbersome paperworks.

Well, that would have happened until his keen ears heard hurried footsteps hitting the pavement. He looked over his shoulder only to see someone hellbent on running. His mind quickly deduced the way you ran — calculative in steps and yet still on a hurry.

Is this guy running away from someone?

Hiding away from them too, in fact, as you booked it to his direction, and before Childe could even react, you had a hand on his wrist that not even he can tear away from. Your head snapped towards an alleyway and shoved him in it, with you following after as you caged him in this tight squeeze of a gap.

Childe blinked. And while he had many questions, your tensed silence was enough for him to clamp his mouth shut, with only your short ragged breaths filling the quiet space.

It didn’t take long though before a portion of his hypothesis was quickly answered as he heard dozens of heavy footsteps and clamoring armor heading to the direction where you and him were in. While you were a tad bit taller, he managed to see over your shoulder a couple of Millelith soldiers all in hot pursuit of you, no doubt. His dull eyes looked up at you, and even with the heavy shadow, he could faintly make out your relieved face when the soldiers came to pass.

You both waited for yet another excruciating minute until the soldier’s clanking armors finally drowned out in distance. A sigh of relief escaped your lips as you finally shimmied your way out of that tight gap, hand already pulling the little harbinger by the wrist once more.

“Sorry about that,” you finally spoke and Childe had to nod. For once, he was less chattier as he slowly rode out the mild thrill in his system. “I had to leave no witnesses.”

He quickly regained his footing in the conversation and chuckled, “Yeah? And I don’t suppose I’m your only witness?” He asked, adjusting his clothing from all the ruckus of being shoved in a dark corner.

“I ran out of luck hiding. So, yeah. You’re the only witness. And besides, if I move anymore while wearing this, I’m bound to attract more than what I intend — which is none,” You shifted around in your clothing, which now Childe took note of. You were dressed in the finest robes, patterned with the most graceful looking snakes and dragons that were no doubt handwoven by skilled artisans in Liyue.

Childe also happened to look up at your visage, cleaned up nice and well, hair done neatly aside from the little stray hairs that went out of place from what he assumed was your little chase with the Millelith. His brain quickly noticed the incongruence. You looked like an important figure and yet… you were being chased around by the people meant to protect figures that are deemed important.

He cocked an eyebrow, sizing you up and down, and you almost laughed at how hard he concentrated. You kept quiet as you waited for his little guess.

“A politician?” He tried and you quickly shot it down. Though, if Childe was being honest, with that Adeptus working in the Qixing as well as that scary fellow hydro vision and bow user lady, there was no room for corruption in the position of power. And besides, there would have been news around, even through rumors, knowing how well informed Liyue citizens could be.

Childe took a step back before he realized just what in Teyvat you were wearing. Those robes were no ordinary ones — they were a traditional Liyue garment used in ceremonies.

Your grin was evident as he locked in his final answer with a flabbergasted look;

“A runaway groom.”

“Bingo.”

“Well, I’ve heard of brides being whisked away before. But I’ve never heard of a runaway groom.” Childe laughed a little, but even in his dull eyes, a flash of pity and curiosity shone through which did not escape you. “What happened to you, man?”

You waved him off with a charming grin, “Nothing you should concern yourself over, my good friend. I just happened to be the unfortunate son who had to be pawned off to a lovely lady to expand our clan’s horizons.”

“That’s insane.”

“It is. Such is the life of a nobleman. Well, no, not always — just some special nutcases who can’t live without power.”

That was how Childe met you. Through a chase. A chase that decided the path of a good portion of your life.

How ironic was it that now he was trying to determine a certain part of his life through a chase.

Perhaps the fact that you were being chased when he met you was an omen of some sort of how his tumultuous love would end up. Childe wasn’t always superstitious, he only believes in the palpable results, the successes in his every mission, and the triumph that gives him high in every victorious ending in fights. But now, the thought of it was slowly questioning his radically logical mind.

Because now, he was chasing after you. Despite the fact that you’ve settled over your marital affairs, you risked your connections being severed from your family when you refused to marry the woman that waited for you by the ceremonial altar. And when you did, you proved everyone wrong by living a far more comfortable life at the edge of the harbor, managing a little teahouse that Childe had funded in capital for you.

In hindsight, the harbinger’s claims of generating more profit should have been an obvious forefront of how his emotions truly manifested. It was a hulking passionate love that towered over everyone but somehow it could never reach the peak where you sat in peace, making tea and indulging the bliss of your freedom.

Though Childe, despite the rationality that he claims he possesses, can be an unreliable narrator. He lies to protect his family, so it’s not a surprise to say that although true, his imaginative descriptions of his love for you is anything but tragic and complicated.

Simply put — he loves you but you were so, so dense.

Always just a foot away no matter how much he ran to catch up to you. No matter how many times he dropped by your shop that he proudly invested in, bringing you lavish gifts to woo you, all you had to do was smile gratefully, make him tea and it felt like all his efforts in winning your affections reversed into your favor — wooing him instead.

“Boss, have you tried… confronting the bull head on?” Ekaterina sipped on her tea as she looked at her boss with mild disdain, which is justifiable, considering that Andrei would always pass him off to her in his heartbroken rants about you.

A resounding groan left Childe’s lips as he slumped over the table with a lack of grace. He looked up at the bank’s receptionist and glared at her, “Mind your words. He is not a bull.” He said in defense of you, completely missing his subordinate’s point. “He’s more like a… a stallion that I would ri—”

“I will turn in my resignation if you continue that sentence, boss.” Ekaterina says with much defiance. The determination to just resign and perhaps get hired by you instead sounds lovely. Granted, she’d still see Childe and his insufferable pining soul, but she would be busy enough tending to other people to notice him… not to be the catch basin of this man-child’s flooding love troubles.

His blue eyes flitted from corner to corner, eyes narrowing at any unsuspecting man or woman that dared to make a move on you. He was always on the guard, but if anything, if he took Ekaterina’s little piece of advice, he would’ve had no worries. You would reject people with that kind smile of yours and politely tell them off with a claim that you finally have someone else.

Ugh. And you would look so cute with his family too! Teucer made another unprecedented excursion two months ago and was relatively surprised that his big brother made an investment on a teahouse. The way you tended to his little brother like a good big brother or even a father made him feel weak in the knees. Though it wasn’t as fun when Teucer had to be convinced to head back to their motherland, it endeared Childe to see a side of you that rarely comes out unless in the company of the little ones.

The way you acted now was a stark contrast compared to when you and him met. You were mischievous and playful on the first few months in his company, but it was the surface that he was slowly chipping away at — only appreciating your much deeper layers when he saw you fight for your freedom against an undesired matrimony that was being pushed on you. You worked with persistence and diligence in your name and Childe could not get more hot and bothered.

You were so inexplicably interesting. It was no wonder he was just one of the many people who were hoping to have a shot with you — that quiet teahouse owner in the outskirts of the harbor. Hell, even he had to meet that fellow hydro vision and bow user lady twice as she convinced you to come down and work in her establishment.

Childe’s eyes narrowed at the thought of her luring you into her web. Though he knows she means it as a literal job offer at the teahouse and nothing more, he couldn’t shake off the way your eyes seemed to soften around her, growing relatively fond of her appearance.

The harbinger decides that the day Yelan starts to bring in gifts, is the day he urges a business relocation. Maybe somewhere in Wuwang Hill. Anywhere but here.

It also didn’t help that one of your regulars was the charming former archon. He either came alone or brought his tiny superior with him. And on the off chance that Childe comes to pass by, he could see the way you seemed so engaged with the old man, leaning closer as he told his life stories from a thousand years ago, meriting him a melodious laugh that Childe couldn’t hear from the outside.

And while he adored the traveler, he also didn’t like that they’ve been trying to nestle themselves into your cozy abode like a love tick. And it drove him over the edge when you, ever the generous man that you are, would treat them to a cup of tea, free of charge. Like, that was a lost revenue, you annoyingly attractive and scrumptious airhead! That could have been profit!

You are denser than the muscles Childe would subtly feel out in his tight hugs with you. It was annoying. You’re annoying. It’s annoying. He hates it.

He hates you.

“Oh dear, you don’t look too good, Ajax.”

His eyes snapped open as he felt your hands raking through his ginger hair. He almost sobbed at your gentle touch, just going through with ease. He looked ahead to see Ekaterina missing, and from his peripherals, he could see her pouring herself another fresh pot of tea. Ah. Now that he noticed, the teahouse is now quiet, completely void of customers. He supposed it’s already your closing time.

“Had a tough day at work.” He mumbled.

“No, he didn’t.” Ekaterina’s voice echoed from and Childe only huffed.

Laughter rumbled from somewhere deep in your chest and Childe had to restrain himself from just ambushing you with something that he deems as the deciding moment of your relationship. He’s normally impatient, often just wanting to go at it bare hands. Heck, if stated otherwise in a mission, he would directly make contact and fight off the opponent.

But this isn’t a fight. It’s love. It’s raw attraction towards you and for once, Childe who had the boyish charm that could make everyone drop to their knees was at loss.

“Go back to the bank, Ekaterina,” Childe grumbled as he finally sat up from his seat, looking at his subordinate with a pout. “Andrei would scold you.”

“Andrei pays me double to stay with you.”

“I wish Andrei would also pay me double for putting up with him,” you sighed and he almost choked on his own spit, hitting your torso with a glare. You may be dense to his advances, but you still displayed a teasing disposition that no one is safe from. Not even poor him.

He huffed, crossing his arms, “I can just as easily pull out as this teahouse’s investor, y’know? Watch your words, [Name].” His threat was light and empty, and you knew as well — much to his chagrin. “I mean it,” he added for extra measure.

You only gave him a light hum and nodded along, “Of course you do,” your words were in agreement, and yet it only served to invalidate his empty threat towards you. “So, would you like a refill?” You asked, cocking your head in Ekaterina’s direction, who still had a hand on the pot. You were sure she’s gone through about half of it already since the moment she got a hand on it.

Childe’s breath suddenly got caught in his throat as he watched the setting sun’s rays illuminate through your form from the window. You looked absolutely breathtaking and suddenly, the moment felt right. You were only a few inches away, but as his foot moved to take a step, he felt restricted, bound by the chains of uncertainty as he watched you take a step away, your distance growing by a foot. Again, you were a foot away. After he hesitated when he was so close to just… claim you right there.

He coughed before nodding, “Yeah. Sure,” his voice, painfully stiff and strained.

The harbinger was quick to blame it on the fact that Ekaterina didn’t leave you two alone for some space.

But he knows that she was hardly the reason, not when his heart thudded with regret as he watched you walk over to his subordinate and wrestle the pot away from her. Not when his heart continued to hammer against his chest as his emotions went into another overdrive of absolute adoration.

Not when he can finally feel the chains loosen against his heart when he finally, absolutely without a doubt realized you truly were the one.

#i regret making this #i broke my childe hate oath #jk JAJDKSMDC #childe will forever pine that’s the only saving grace in this fic #there was a first version of this where reader is a manwhore #but eh i want something cute #because childe aint cute #genshin impact x male reader #childe x male reader #tartaglia x male reader #jhuzen’s stupid one shots

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