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hunnieknight · 1 year
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"I forgot my umbrella" (+Art)
High School AU, reader is wearing P.E outfit (to keep the gender neutral), SLIGHT yandere if you squint
You are just waiting outside your school, hand reaching out to play with the rain water when suddenly you heard someone behind you.
"Why are you still here?" They ask.
"No umbrella" you simply answer without looking back, knowing it's them.
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"I'll give you a ride home, come on"
These kids are rich RICH.
Of course, they will have personal driver to pick them up from school. They will softly taking your hand and pulling guiding you to their car, even if you hesitant as you voicing your concern on dirtying up their car with your wet shoes ; even if you suggesting to just borrow their umbrella and walk home. The grip on your hand seems demanding but their gaze at you are soft.
YOU. IN CAR. NOW.
Ayato + Ayaka, Ningguang, Diluc, Zhongli, Kokomi, Yae, Xingqiu, Eula(if they are classy, they fit here)
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"Oh..Would you mind sharing umbrella with me?"
Please please please please please say yes!!
They are begging for you to say yes! Oh? The umbrella doesn't fit both of you?No matter, as long as you are dry, they won't mind walking beside you with soaked shoulder.
Huh?you invited them inside to drink tea?
Don't mind if they do~
Thoma, Bennett, Ganyu, Tighnari, Kazuha, Jean
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"I have spare umbrella, here"
They've come prepared. They would still accompany you through walk home though. You guys shared a small talk and playing with pudd- hey...isn't their home route is the left turn?why are they still following you?
Huh?safety reason?Okay,if they say so.
Gorou, Shinobu, Shenhe, Yelan, Heizhou, Sara, Chongyun
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"Neither do i..LMAO, wanna run through it??"
They don't care they got sick tomorrow, they got new memory running together with you. If you are the one who got sick instead, prepare for someone to knock and won't go until they feed you some soups and meds.
Wait..how did they get in again?
Itto, Beidou, Hu Tao, Venti, Kaveh
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taintedbenevolence · 3 months
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This does have fontaine spoilers for the beginning about the water…
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What if darling was running away from yandere of your choice, and the reader was a fontainian, after the whole primordial sea water thing, and used that as a cover up and fakes their death. Only to encounter the yandere years later by accident. You could do whatever you want this with idea, if you want to use it.
I hope this gives you some inspiration :DD
a/n: I love you for this, anon, this concept is actually quite fun to work with. Probably wrote more than I intended to as well. I hope this is to your liking! Sorry for posting this late. Have been a bit busy. Thank you for the inspiration, I hope you enjoy this, and happy holidays to you!! <3 cw: obsessive, possessive, overly-jealous behavior, toxic relationships, stalking, unhealthy/unbalanced power dynamics, kidnapping, mildly suggestive content (?), murder, mentions of suicide, implied death. Major Fontaine Archon Quest Spoilers.
PAIRINGS, individual - NEUVILLETTE, WRIOTHESLEY, DOTTORE, XIAO, DAINSLEIF
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He should've been there for you. Should've saved you. How you ever managed to slip from his grasp, he'll never know.
And now you were dead. Ever since the day the Primordial Seawater flooded Fontaine, the Iudex had a grim expression on his face. He was glad the people of the Hydro Nation had been saved from the impending, imminent catastrophe that had been written into their fates.
Yet he only cared about you. And it was only you who was gone.
Had he been too late? Was that it? No, you'd disappeared before the waters flooded Fontaine, and by then, he'd already passed his verdict on the Final Trial.
So what went wrong?
He wasn't sure what exactly could've caused your disappearance. And for all he knew, the waters had swallowed you whole, eaten you and dissolved you back into the masses.
For weeks, the skies of Fontaine were a murky gray, the children's pleas for the Hydro Dragon to cease crying falling on deaf ears.
He wept, cried, and slept. It was an ongoing cycle. He couldn't bear the pain your death had caused him. He grieved and mourned your passing, his tears not once stopping.
The pass of time became a blur to him, and with every court case, his poised, authoritative, and calm gaze became, if anything, slightly colder each time - something that not many were able to pick up.
But deep in the unbothered gaze of the Iudex lay an unperturbed regret and perpetual pain that seeped into his heart.
Days became weeks, weeks became months, and months slowly turned into years. Seeing a bright, sunny day became a rarity for the people of Fontaine, and even Furina was starting to get concerned.
Yet when she asked the Iudex, he only replied affirmatively. "I'm alright, Lady Furina. You need not worry yourself," he'd lie, but there was nothing else he'd say, for there was nothing more the rest should know.
You knew well why the skies of Fontaine, which were once a rich, vibrant color, now had dulled into a murky gray. But you were happy. You had managed to free yourself from that which the Hydro Dragon Sovereign called love.
That... that wasn't love. It was nothing but pure, unbridled, unrivaled obsession.
For someone with such a gentle disposition and a great position of authority amongst the titles of Justice, you would've never thought deep within the heart of the Iudex would lie therein such madness, a longing and desire reserved only for you.
Slowly but surely, he'd drawn you in and trapped you inside the web of his care, and you'd become none the wiser to the danger he posed to everyone who'd look at you with even a hint of ill intent.
It was only with the pass of time that you came to realize how possessive he was of you. You came to realize why people rarely spoke to you nowadays. The Iudex had set his trap, and you were falling in it.
The moment you caught on to his behavior, he then found it rather futile to keep hiding his intentions, although his calm and cold demeanor still remained.
You tried to reason with him, but he had nothing of it, refusing and restating why it was so important for you to be only his. You thought he was insane, and perhaps he was, but what could you do about it?
The moment you tried to run, that's when everything took a turn for the worse, and you came to see that day a side of Neuvillette that no one had seen. Or at least, no one alive.
All you felt around him was fear after that day. Fear of getting hurt. And so, when he had to cast his judgment in a trial, you took the chance to escape, bringing about remains of Primordial Seawater.
It was the only way to make sure he'd believe your disappearance was true.
And to this present day, it'd worked. It had worked. That was until you made one tiny mistake: going outside.
You had decided to take a walk late at night to soothe your mind. You had some thoughts that worried you and had stressed you as of late, so you took an umbrella and headed out.
It took only a few minutes until you heard thunder strike, and the familiar sensation of a gloved palm squeeze your shoulder gently. Your lips quivered slightly as you turned around, and you soon met the gaze of who else but the Iudex of Fontaine.
His deep, oceanic hues, darkened by their purple color and sharp pupils struck a distinct sensation of dread in you.
"[Name]..." he almost choked out, his deep voice flooding into your ears as his hand reached for your cheek to feel your soft skin. "... You're alive."
You want to run. You want to hide. You want to plead and beg the gods for mercy. But you stay as still as a statue, letting the dragon pull you close to his chest.
He only hums deeply, although it sounds more akin to that of a growl as he passes his hand through your hair, holding your head close to his chest. "You're safe..." he murmurs.
He quietly whispers 'mine' as he continues to hold you, and you only lay there, frozen, unsure of what to do. You'd heard this once in your life, but perhaps you should've listened when you heard it — dragons are very territorial and never share what is theirs; once they claim something, they take it to make it theirs for all eternity.
May the gods in the heavens above have mercy on any who dare lay a finger on you - because he certainly won't.
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Most convicts and members in the prison were aware of the Duke's fondness of you, although far be it to be something His Grace was glad most knew. Nevertheless, he was at the very least content that none had tried to make advances with you once they knew he had his eyes on you.
As for those unfortunate enough to try to hint at even the slightest bit of romantic interest in you ... they were left unheard of. Most believed that it was because their time to leave the prison had come, but... whether it be in the deep sea or the city above, they were never to be seen again.
Wriothesley was convinced that there was no way for you to escape. He often kept an eye on you, occasionally following you when he had the time and wasn't buried in paperwork for the Fortress, and even closed the gate to the overworld at times.
Safe to say, you were locked and trapped inside. Or so, he thought.
One day, you vanished entirely. Gone. He walked around the Fortress as usual, asking if anyone had seen you, assuming that maybe you'd gone for a walk around the fortress. It could be the case, because he did understand that maybe being cooped up in his office all the time could be... exasperating, to put it lightly.
But you hadn't - you had quite literally disappeared, just like a ghost, and much to his displeasure, he didn't have any leads for the case.
Returning to his office, he couldn't even go back to work. He set down the cup of tea he held in his hand on his desk, lest he crush the cup's fragile handle out of anger and concern.
Strutting out of his office a few moments later, he could only feel a wave of fear wash over him as he saw just a few drops of water wetting the floor of the Fortress. And oh no, not regular water, Primordial Seawater.
He can swear to the heavens that not once in his life has he felt his heart drop the way it did now. The traces only led back and around the Fortress, and to nowhere in the end.
You had dissolved.
But in truth, you'd finally run free, seen the sun, something you hadn't been able to see in what felt like years. You had escaped from Wriothesley, and the Fortress of Meropide as a whole. Your plan had finally worked. By some poor miracle, you'd found a way to open the previously closed gates of the Fortress, and now were running free.
Seeing Fontaine on the surface after all this time, this imprisonment, was a blessing. You couldn't help the smile on your face as you dashed, trying to bury the fear and worry of being caught in the back of your head.
Right now, you didn't focus on the fact you could be followed at this moment, but rather, you chose to direct your attention on where to go. You decided it was best to leave Fontaine as a whole, because chances were that you'd be found and dragged back to the murky depths Wriothesley called home.
And archons, he was pissed. He knew people knew that you were preciously dear to him. He'd advised some of the guards to keep an eye on you over caution that "you might escape," because might I add, he framed you with a crime you didn't commit, and he stated that he wanted to ensure you didn't run away.
You were none the wiser that it was his doing, like the rest, but no matter how much you pleaded and begged, everyone refused to believe you. And it was Wriothesley who remained on top, once more having succeeded in his plans.
So for you to slip in between his grasp, and past everyone else's line of sight was infuriating. He put his utmost effort in maintaining a calm composure, but even then, most of the convicts passing by him could feel the seething anger that emanated from him.
Rushing to the overworld immediately, he began his search at the strike of midnight, full moon glistening and shining down on his refined figure, as he prayed to whatever existent, omnipotent entity out there that you were somehow alive. May the gods spare the poor souls who happened to walk by in the dead of night because if looks could kill they'd be dead a thousand times over with an icy glare such as his own, even if they weren't involved at all in abetting your escape.
He's just that mad.
A low growl leaves him as he grits his teeth, a frown etched onto his face whilst the rain slowly begins to pour down on him heavily, soaking him. Yet he doesn't care, pushing through it as he looks for you, not caring how drenched he is in the rain.
He moves quick and searches thoroughly for any trace left, but it seems that this time, you're finally two steps ahead of him, for by the time he's looking through the court of Fontaine, you're already on a boat, sailing towards Sumeru. Perhaps in the Nation of Wisdom would you find refuge and a place to live peacefully.
As you travel across the nation, you ponder if you'll even be accepted. When you reach the nation of Dendro, you find that really there isn't much you can do there. You have no home, no connections, no friends, nothing.
Everything you had is back in Fontaine. But for now, perhaps you can stay for a few years in Sumeru... could you? Fontaine was merely a boat ride away. You could always go back ... right?
Yet deep within you, you knew you couldn't go back. Not now. Not until you knew you were safe to come back. So you found your way to Sumeru City, building your new home there, letting time pass.
And Wriothesley gets desperate. Every waking moment is spent trying to locate you. To find you.
Anything.
Yet he hears, sees, and finds nothing about you. He's not one to lose hope about things such as these, yet, even so, faced with what little evidence he had... you were most likely dead, as far as he was concerned.
But he couldn't be completely sure. Not until three years later.
You had to go back to Fontaine, despite how against it you were. You simply wanted to go back to your homeland - you missed it, and that was fair. You thought that at least you could talk to a friend or two over there and maybe explain your disappearance too.
So, deciding against your better judgment, you paid and took the boat ride back to Fontaine, the Nation of Hydro, your homeland.
Upon arriving once more at the borders of the Nation of Hydro, you left the boat, delighting in the bright sun and scent of your home. You walk around the court of Fontaine, a smile on your face as you see the Melusines passing by, each greeting you with smiles on their faces.
Yet you can't help but feel watched. Only a little. It's probably just a queasy feeling in your stomach because things have changed since you last left. It's normal to feel a little surprised by new changes.
Surely, it's nothing more than just a little paranoia. That's all it could be.
Right?
. . .
"Your Grace."
An officer emerges to the Duke's office with ragged breathing, rushing up the stairs as the raven-haired male slowly shifts his gaze from his paperwork to the personnel that walks up to him.
A stone-cold expression is written on Wriothesley, a look that has been unchanging and everlasting ever since your disappearance. He only slightly raises a brow as he waits for the officer to speak, to which he slightly stammers.
"I-I believe, Y-your Grace..." he begins. "that we have found [Name].." Wriothesley's heart stops, and for a split moment, a new life is seen on the once dulled, blue eyes that hold so much emotion now.
"Where were they last seen?" he inquires sternly, almost too quickly as he bites his tongue lightly. "I-in the court of Fontaine.. r-right outside the Palais Mermonia," the officer responds, startled as the warden walks quickly past him. "You're dismissed," the Duke replies, and without wasting another second, he heads up to the surface, leaving the prison with haste.
He wants to — no — he needs to find you, and now, before you're gone again. He steps into the daylight, eyes darting everywhere. He trudges through the city, hidden amidst the people - which is surprisingly complicated because his presence is a rather commanding and imposing one - until his gaze finally lands on you.
He can already feel his heart pumping, its pulse quickening at the mere sight of you after having lost you for three years. Three interminable years.
Yet he refrains from nearing you. He knows that should he approach you, you'll scurry away, and should he chase, it'd draw unnecessary and unwanted attention. He stares for so long he almost forgets to breathe, keeping an eye on you as you slowly head to your house.
You find a lot of letters, all piled up on a table once you enter, which you can only presume you didn't have any time to read before you'd gone down to the Fortress of Meropide. You open the first one - the one on top of the others, feeling the temperature slowly, but gradually drop as you do so.
You read each letter, only freezing and lightly jumping as you hear the door getting shut close. You turn around to take a look at what's happened, but not fast enough. You feel your head come into contact with something firm and hard, and within seconds, you lose your consciousness, vision blurring, your body falling into another person's hold.
The Duke makes no comment, simply gazing at your unconscious form. His eyes dart over your form, scanning your body as if to see if any mark was left, to which no scratch or cut are on your limp state. He then sighs in what seems to be relief but also distaste — distaste for the methods used to retrieve you.
He took the liberty of walking you back to the prison, carrying your body with ease as your head remained leaning on his shoulder. You'd only feel the occasional brushing of his soft hair against your skin, but then again, even his warmth wouldn't reach you - not in this state.
Wriothesley dutifully brings you back to the murky depths of the Fortress of Meropide, and with haste, he leaves you in his office, letting you wake up as he runs a few errands outside of the large, steely office.
A few hours later, you come to your senses. As you slowly grasp your surroundings, beginning to wake up, you realize something - this place is familiar. You look around. You see Wriothesley's desk, full of papers as it always was, but it now seems slightly in disarray.
Dread fills you as you hear the door of the office start to creak open, heavy steps being the only sound in the large space, excluding your heartbeat, which pulses at a speed you can't register.
You try to move your legs, only to feel them restrained, the slight rattling of chains echoing. You look to your ankles, and much to your dismay, realize that they've been cuffed and chained; fear courses through you.
Oh, you poor, sweet thing - looks like you're going to have to be reminded that rules exist for a reason, and for your own safety no less. But to disobey them will mean an imminent and harsh punishment, regardless of where you've gone.
He'll go through Hell and back just to find you, drag you back, and hold you in his safe, unrelenting grip. Wriothesley vowed to keep you safe no matter the cost, and he will see his promise through until his last, dying breath.
As Wriothesley opens the door to his office, there is little to no noise — it is dead quiet, to the point you can hear your own breath as you shiver. You're sitting down in one of the corners of his administrative office, hugging your knees as you quiver in fear and apprehension.
You can already hear his heavy, slow footsteps as he approaches you, the sound of handcuffs twirling around his fingers already inciting fear in you as the Duke gazes down upon your cowering form with eyes as cold as ice. He tosses his coat aside, adjusting his tie before snapping open the handcuffs.
"I certainly hope someone's ready for their punishment."
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Oh? Well, aren't you such a curious little thing, having run away from him like that.
Dottore, being the man he is, is too meticulous for such a mistake or scenario to have occurred. Rather, he found it amusing when you tried to run successfully ran away. Even you found it awfully suspicious when you'd managed to flee without being caught. Yet you ran anyways, too afraid to return to the cold lab you'd been so used to seeing.
As for the Doctor, he took this as an invitation for another experimentation; a test, by all means.
At first, he waits a couple of days to see if you'll return to him, to which he knows you won't. He's only giving you a momentary satisfaction so that you think that you've succeeded.
Yet after a week or so has passed, a little part of him begins to miss you, or rather, the way you feel. He misses the way you whine when he sinks his teeth into your neck, ignoring your pleads to stop as he traps you inside his laboratory, several of his segments taking time to watch you all day every day, leaving you alone and terrified.
Even his face forms into a tiny pout, before a small smirk finds its way to his lips at the thought of seeing you again. He figures you've stayed back in Fontaine, so, as a well-known and refined diplomat and Harbinger of the Fatui, he decides, why not give you the Nation of Justice a little visit?
So he travels to the Nation of Hydro, remaining in it for about to year to grasp all of its surroundings — shops, restaurants, landmarks - and of course, where you live. He smiles as he gazes at you through the window of your room, and sometimes you can swear that you hear a soft laughter echoing outside your house in the dead of night.
He could have taken less time to accommodate, but, he figured he'd let you have some fun of your own before he made "arrangements" to bring you back to his laboratory.
He's always had a habit of toying with his subjects; this is no different.
Day after day, he wakes up, watching you as you go about your day with a nervous but sweet expression, as if you're relieved that he's not around you anymore, but still somewhat paranoid.
It's so, so cute.
He finds your sleeping positions the best. Relaxed, calm, quiet, and unperturbed. Sometimes, he resists the urge to simply waltz into your house and take you right then and there.
But he insists on waiting.
After what seemed weeks, he decides to buy himself some coffee, and as he enters the establishment nearby his residence to get himself a cup of coffee, he can feel a familiar presence.
You.
You're the one running the shop. Selling products. And as your eyes land on the familiar, dark, ornamented mask, your heart sinks, your hands almost freezing in place. You do your best to remain calm, although your body responds first, breaking out into a cold sweat, your lips pressed nervously into a thin line.
Your smile had faltered slightly as soon as it landed on Dottore's usual smirk. "Ah, well isn't this a wonderful surprise, hm?" the Harbinger muses with a teasing voice.
"O-oh... yes," You stammer, nodding, trying to hide how terribly you want to run for your life at this moment. You're being careful with your words, hoping you're spared of any embarrassment, and for a lack of better words, any horrifying events that might take place right then and there.
You're aware of the man Dottore is; if he so wanted to ruin your life in this moment, he could. There was no telling what he would do, and you didn't want to think of the possibilities.
For now, you wanted to focus on getting through with your day and making some money. That was all you wanted. "W-what would you like?.." You barely manage to utter.
"Have you some coffee, by any chance?" he replies, maintaining the conversation casual. You only nod. "Milk? Sugar?" You continue. He shakes his head. "I'll take my coffee black, thank you," he states, as he leaves.
You take the order, but as you jot down the information on the paper, you feel your fingers trembling, struggling to grip the pen you hold properly. Cursing mentally, you try to shake off the bad feeling you carry.
And as such, the day passes by, and your anxiety and paranoia further grows until you finally return to your home. Changing into more comfortable clothes, you slowly settle into your bed, burying yourself beneath the soft blankets.
And in the midst of this night, your window slowly creaks open, a shadow creeping in and settling beside you quietly.
You slowly open your eyes in confusion as you feel the weight of your bed shift slightly. Before you get to even slightly move away to turn on the lights, you hear a pleased hum as you feel a person snake their arms around your waist, pulling you tightly towards them.
"Mm~ Oh, my love.."
Dottore. You don't need to hear another peep from this man to know it's him. And your heart pounds as you make this realization. With one arm tightly holding you by your waist and another pulling you close to his firm chest, holding your shoulder and laying on your chest, the Harbinger nuzzles his face into the crook of your neck, the edges of his mask leaving small cuts on your soft skin.
He only smiles as he sees this, moving his head and licking off the blood that slowly seeps from the cuts, his tongue leaving a cold, wet trace, which only makes you shiver. He chuckles in turn, finding your terrified form undeniably endearing.
"Ah, you're so, so cute," he coos in a sing-song tone into your ear, his chilling, tight grip on you being a stark contrast to his words as his cold breath that lands on your neck causes a chill to run down your spine. "Mm~ I could just eat you right up.."
Your words catch in your throat, another bitter chill running through you as the Harbinger slowly licks and nibbles on your earlobe with purpose, his cold breath causing you to slightly tremble.
You can only feel your heart pound in fear as you feel tears start to prick at the corners of your eyes. Chuckling, the Doctor wipes away the tear that forms from your teary eyes as he presses a light kiss on your cheek, his gloved hand teasingly tracing the faint outline of your lips.
"And you'd like that, hm? Isn't that right, my darling dearest?"
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He's going mad. He's losing himself.
Why didn't you call for him? Time and time again he has told you; call for him if you are in danger.
Day and night he has stalked you without reason to sleep or rest. Every waking second of his life is spent on you. You have come to fear those amber eyes since.
His voice, his eyes, his touch, his power. It all scares you. You're terrified of someone whom you initially thought of as your protector, your savior.
Yet you didn't. And the realization hits him. You didn't call for him on purpose.
Following your traces, he realizes that you left for your homeland - Fontaine. He knows already of the disappearance of people by the surging of the Hydro Nation's waters, and he pleads to the gods that you're alive.
Without purpose other than to protect you, he'd lose himself and succumb to imminent darkness, should he find no trace of your body alive and well.
He quickly finds his way through the vast seas of Fontaine, walking through the court, outside the Palais Mermonia in the dead of night.
Even in an unfamiliar nation, he does his utmost to find you, yet he finds nothing. He hears nothing. Sees nothing. Feels nothing. Nothing of you.
He fears you are dead.
And dead you are not.
His blood runs cold at the possibility and thought, and he doesn't want to believe it. Dead? No. Not on his watch. Never. He swore to himself he'd keep you alive, he won't ever break that vow, and especially not now.
For the yaksha, this is a hunt. A race against the clock.
Not only for him, but for you. You know it's only a matter of time until he finds you; the clock's ticking, time's running out, and your legs will soon give up, given how much you've run in order to stage your death.
After all, trying to fake your own death isn't something easy, and you know well Xiao is not stupid; he wouldn't fall for something simple. This had to be elaborate and complex, but without taking too much time.
Which is why, of course, you figured it'd be best if you used Primordial Sea Water for this "trick."
You had little to no time, and eventually, you just settled on taking a dive for the water.
You made a break for it, running for the nearest shoreline, and unluckily enough for you, your footsteps, though quiet, alerted the yaksha who was in pursuit.
He moved quickly, searching in the direction of your footsteps, and he found you, right when you were about to take your jump. He could feel his heart drop at the sight, and he immediately lunged towards you, grabbing you by your collar as he glared at you.
"What the hell were you thinking?!" he growls, and you feel yourself quiver. "You could have died!" he reprimands in a stern voice. Though his voice is laced with disappointment and anger, you can tell he's more than heartbroken.
He's devastated by what you tried to do. You can almost see his eyes water. And while you aren't exactly proud of yourself, you certainly don't want to be around him either.
The amount of people he's killed, the freedoms he's stripped you of because he "loves" you has terrified you and in a constant state of paranoia; in your eyes, death would be rather merciful in comparison. The moment you try to pull away, his grip only increases, to the point it's painful.
"No no no, I can't, I won't let you go again; never again," he says, teeth gritted, although you're not sure if any longer does he speak to you, or does he speak to himself to soothe his own unhinged obsession.
"My eyes will always be on you."
It matters not where you run, he'll always find you; his love for you is undying and eternal, much like the boundless karma that awaits, lying in wait for him in madness.
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He was disappointed.
He believed you knew better than to run away from him. Seems you proved him otherwise.
He found his way to your birthland, Fontaine, and in sufficient days, he figured that you'd tried to use the Primordial Sea Water to fake your death.
He wasn't fazed, really. He found your actions rather predictable, and he already knew you'd try this at some point. He had anticipated this, and was prepared, yet when it happened, he couldn't help but feel disappointed that you really tried to do this, and perhaps a tinge of hurt.
He also felt a bit of worry. He knew you'd never kill yourself, but, a part of him couldn't help but wonder if you actually had recklessly gone and done the deed, falling to the dead.
Could you have hated him that much?
Reluctantly, he pushed those thoughts away as he traversed through the vastness of Fontaine, keeping himself out of others' line of sight. The sun slowly cast itself into darkness, letting the moon shine once more as shadows seeped into the quiet court of Fontaine.
He could hear footsteps apart from his own, and they were different than that of a Gardemek's. With time, he'd come to learn the sound of your footsteps, and they were all too familiar to him. He turned, and managed to catch a glimpse of you, and small trails of strange water being left behind.
Primordial Seawater, he figured. With a sigh of disdain, he took off after the trail, sooner than not, finding you running nervously about towards the shoreline. With ease, he manifested his own energy, able to cut your air circulation from afar.
With speed, he then rushed to you, knocking you unconscious and rendering you powerless as he picked up your limp body. His expression didn't change, only being one of disappointment and mild irritation.
In time, he brought you to a small dining place, to which he cared not to read the name of. Entering the small establishment, he went upstairs, carrying your body in a way that would not bring upon much question. Placing you down on one of the seats in front of the table, he heads to the other seat, in front of yours, divided by the space the table provides.
He sat comfortably on the seat in front of yours, and what seems to be a few hours later, you slowly regain consciousness. All you see is the tall blonde as he readies a glass of wine for you, your mind slowly catching up to the situation at hand.
Your expression slowly changes to one of horror and surprise as you hear his smooth voice, accompanied by a soft chuckle that reverberates, rumbling through his chest.
"You're waking up."
You say nothing, as you observe the man in front of you. Dainsleif places the glass of wine in front of you, keeping one for himself as well. Your mind is slow to analyze everything, and while your senses are still adjusting, you can at least realize what's going on. The way his serious gaze hides a playful flicker lets you know already one thing.
Your plan failed.
He only smiles teasingly as he gazes at you with a hint of longing, lips pressed into a faint, but satisfied smirk. "We know that trick of yours won't work, sweetheart. Let's not try that again, shall we?"
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lyneylover · 8 months
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Yandere! Lyney royalty Au♡
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Synopsis: lyney is a street magician that you seen 3 weeks before your birthday. After your dad sees you mesmerized by his magic show he decides to buy lyney and his siblings to be your personal magicians. Little did your dad know that this would be the biggest mistake he ever made.
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So picture this!
Originally lyney was just a street performer with his twin sister and sometimes his little brother as well.
But that all changed as soon as you came to one of his magic shows.
You were amazed by his tricks and enjoyed watching them. Genuinely having a good time watching his show.
It wasn't everyday that the princess of the l/n family actually seemed extremely impressed by magicians. Many have tried but failed since you were always able to tell what illusion they used.
But there was something about lyney and his sister lynette's magic that made you hypnotized.
By the time the show was officially over you seemed disappointed.
Noticing your disappointment your dad has the brilliant idea to buy the 3 magicians for your upcoming birthday as a surprise.
After that magic show everything seemed so boring but 3 weeks later you got the biggest surprise of your life.
The day of your 18th birthday arrived.
Like any other birthday you had there were lots of gifts.
But something was different this time. This time your dad presented you with something you'd never expect.
There stood the three magicians.
Standing right in front of you was lyney, lynette, and freminet.
In that moment you were frozen and bubbling with excitement. You quickly ran over to your dad hugging him and thanking.
But little did you know that lyney was smitten by you.
The second he saw you at his magic show he felt you stole his heart away. The twinkle in your eyes when he made something disappear and reappear or how he drew the exact same card that a person showed the crowd.
Usually lyney wouldn't let anyone buy him and his siblings so when your dad asked him he was going to say no but then realized that the same man he was going to decline was your father.
Lyney uses this as a way to get closer to you knowing that he's only a mere magician and you're a princess. So he automatically yes not wanting to leave his siblings he told the king that he would only go if he bought all three of them for $100 a piece.
When lyney saw you he felt giddy inside. He was mesmerized by your beautiful features your pretty eyes, your soft looking hair, your plump lips everything about you made him blush.
This didn't go unnoticed by Lynette and freminet though.
After a month of being your personal magician he finally tells his siblings about his feelings for you hoping that they would help him with the master plan he thought up.
When Lynette and freminet finally agree lyney is ecstatic.
A week later they put Lyney's plan in motion.
At dinner lynette slips something in everyone's drink that'll make them tired.
When everyone is finally asleep lyney sneaks into your room covering your mouth before waiting for freminet to appear.
When freminet gets there they all quietly bring you to the escape carriage they had prepared earlier.
They all quickly run back inside to trash your room and their rooms to make it look like a kidnapping. With the money they had gotten from the king they took you far across fontaine where he would never find you.
The next day the king was furious. He thought someone kidnapped his magicians and his precious only daughter.
The king looked for them for months but not a trace of them was ever found.
Lyney could finally be with the love of his life.
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I hope you guys enjoyed this! Sorry I haven't been posting I've had writers block but I'm finally back on track! And I'm currently completing my first hotaru haganezuka request but I thought I would post my little brainrot for you guys<3 Also should i post a part two with yan! personal detective Heizou looking for reader?
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harmonysanreads · 9 months
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──⚝ the sumeru love hexagon au masterlist
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「 artwork credits to otmmro on twitter, edited by me 」
cw(s) : yandere, chaos, obsessive and possessive behaviors, stalking, mentions of murder, manipulation, occasionally suggestive, simps simping too hard, scara is a two-faced sweetheart (brat)
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· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ ANECODOTES OF THE HEXAGON
❝ The Sumeru Love Hexagon ❞
❝ Akademiya Extravaganza ❞
❝ Two Hunters Have Teamed Up ❞
❝ “I'm Not Mad, Just Disappointed.” ❞
❝ The Winner's Reward ❞
❝ Careful, The Kitten Bites ❞
❝ Songbird, They Hear You ❞
❝ The Architect Has Fallen ❞
❝ The Liar Puppet ❞
❝ Secrets From Overseas ❞
❝ Failed Flirt ❞
❝ Noctua ❞
❝ The Scribe Is A Nightmare ❞
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· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ MUSINGS
❝ Miscellaneous HCS ❞
❝ What If... ❞
❝ What Does The Archon Think? ❞
❝ On The Matter Of Awareness ❞
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· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ ALL ABOUT YOU
˚ ੈ✩‧₊˚ Manipulative Reader
˚ ੈ✩‧₊˚ Inventive Reader
˚ ੈ✩‧₊˚ Reader's Vision ˗ˏˋ 1 ˎˊ˗ ˗ˏˋ 2 ˎˊ˗
˚ ੈ✩‧₊˚ Reader's Weapon
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· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ MISC.
Incorrect Quotes [ 1 ] [ 2 ]
☆彡 Best Boy Poll And Reactions [December 24-31, 2023]
✧ please refer to the ‘sumeru love hexagon’ tag for discussions from this au!
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theinnerunderrain · 1 year
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Couldn’t stop thinking about pre-fatui scaramouche but modern kinda
Still sorta wip with little touch ups
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SAGAU: WHEN YOUR FRIEND JOINS YOUR WORLD
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❀ synopsis: the characters are forced to watch as you and your friend frolic around Teyvat unaware of the storm brewing inside of them.
❀ notes: So recently I raised my adventure rank to 16 (I'm at 17 now) and people can now join my world. After my friend discovered this she keeps pestering me to log in to my genshin account so we can fight enemies together. I main Aether while she mains Venti so most of the time we're in Monstadt we would chill together at good hunter which looked like a dinner date. The brain rot immediately hit my head on how the sagau characters would be like with this so here I am writing about it.
❀ pronouns: none specified.
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VENTI/BARBATOS:
Envy. That was all he felt as he watches the impostor skipping beside you as you possess Aether. The worst part is he couldn't do anything, no matter what he did the arrows would never be able to hit the other Venti. It was like the winds were obeying the other Venti's orders, making sure it never hit the impostor which infuriated him even more. And he can't just run toward the other and strangle them either because his body would suddenly freeze up and force him to stand in a singular place when the both of you are close. When you and the other Venti are not in his peripheral vision he would be able to move again.
His knuckles turn white as he clenches his bow with strength that is enough to snap it into two. You and the impostor are currently in good hunter sitting across each other on a table, the impostor's voice sounded different from his (which was expected since it wasn't the original anyway) but you didn't seem to notice, or at least didn't care about its voice. He hid behind one of the houses as he stalked on the both of you, his pupils dilating as he watches the other Venti feed you radish stew.
'It should've been me' his breathing became more shallow 'it should've been me' his bow snapped into two before disintegrating into dust and manifesting on his back in pristine condition. His nails dig into the flesh of his palm causing it to bleed, his blood starts to form a puddle next to his foot as he continues to watch the two of you laughing and smiling together. While it shows it was Aether smiling and laughing he knows that Aether is under the influence of your emotions. Meaning if Aether is happy, so are you.
He wishes he could just run up to the impostor and rip off its vocal cords so it may never be able to laugh alongside you. He wanted to pummel its face until it was unrecognizable to anyone seeing its corpse. Its face was never it's own anyway, from what he remembers he was the one who made the promise to take the form of his friend. Not that thing.
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DILUC RAGNVINDR
When he saw you and "Venti" walking together while talking he was in shock. How was Venti able to talk to you so normally without him being stuck in one place? Did he find a way to break the code? How? He was going to rush towards the both of you before he found himself slowly freezing and shifting to his idle stance. "Damn it" he thought, Venti better tell him how he broke through the code or he's gonna riot-
What he discovered next shocked him before he felt an inkling of fear inside of him. He saw another Venti, but this one seem to be in a trance of anger and jealousy. The blood on his palms stained his fingers and created a puddle below the ground, but he didn't seem to mind as all of his attention was on the Venti spending time with your host Aether. If Venti was over there then....who is the one talking to you?
When the two of you passed by Diluc he stalked from afar to observe you and "Venti" fighting slimes and exterminating hilichurl camps. While observing he imagines the one fighting beside you was him, slashing any enemy going too close to you and saving you when your health bar goes low. Sadly, dreams are just dreams, and somehow this thing was the one doing what he wants. He freezes when "Venti" suddenly shifted to Kaeya when a pyro slime was approaching the both of you.
The sight of his brother fighting alongside you...he feels his scowl deepen. Was it mocking him? It must have known he was stalking the both of you, why else would it shift to Kaeya conveniently after Diluc was done daydreaming of fighting with you? He couldn't stand the sight of Kaeya being with you and quietly left back to Monstadt. He seems to be more focused on serving the visitors of Angels Share because he was ignoring anything and everything that wasn't related to his work. he didn't even bat an eye at Venti who was sobbing about an impostor stealing you away, chugging a bottle of wine while slurring out words of heartbreak and woe.
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icedmochalattee · 5 months
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How about yandere Shenhe with a reader who is always sleepy, in the middle of a concersation they just drop and falls asleep.
Maybe with non-consensual Somnophilia😖
I can relate a lot to this ask anon, for I too am always sleepy and a Shenhe lover 😌
Content Warnings: Non-con, yandere themes, somnophilia, unhealthy relationships, implied sleep disorder, afab!reader.
Major content warning: this post contains non consensual sex so please do not read if this is potentially triggering
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Shenhe
She finds is incredibly adorable how sleepy you always are.
She loves watching you fall asleep mid conversation or while she’s telling you stories of when she lived with Cloud Retainer.
She does worry though about you falling asleep somewhere dangerous, what if you fell asleep while out in the middle of nowhere? What if you fell asleep on the Harbor and somehow fell into the water and drown?
Regardless of whether or not you can control it she does feel proud of herself knowing that even if your mind doesn’t agree, your body trusts her enough to be so vulnerable in her presence.
Whenever you fall asleep she’ll make sure to cover you up with blankets or if you’re in public she’ll cuddle you to keep you warm.
One of the most protective girls you will ever meet, she will not let another soul lay a finger on you regardless of if you’re awake or asleep.
Definitely has stalker tendencies, even before she had kidnapped you she would come to your house at night and just watch you sleep. She wanted to be ready to keep you safe if anyone tried anything.
She also just loves being able to look at you as much as she wants when you’re asleep, if you’re unconscious you can’t tell her she’s staring too much or that her looks aren’t appropriate.
NSFW after this
Which is why she absolutely loves to fuck you while you’re asleep, you’re so much easier to handle in this state. She can do anything she wants to you, touch you anywhere she likes without fear of contest.
She was cautious at first, she tested your limits to see just how heavy of a sleeper you are or what would wake you up.
She was very pleased to find out that when you were passed out like that there was almost nothing that could wake you up, not even her hands down your pants caused you to rouse…
One again you had fallen asleep and she was bored without someone to talk to, deciding to play with your body to entertain herself.
She runs her chilly hands all over your body, lingering on your chest. She massages the flesh of your tits, pulling taught nipples between her well manicured fingers and tugging them.
Her lips latch onto your neck, kissing and nibbling gentle enough not to leave marks. Her touch is ice cold and despite your sleeping state you shiver.
She sucks one, very light, mark just behind your ear. Surely there it wouldn’t hurt…you’d never find one so far out of sight.
She then makes her way kissing down your body, landing right over you chest as her hand falls to the waistband of your trousers.
Long, slender fingers rub up and down your sex as she watches you, loving the way your body reacts to her even in your sleep.
She’ll take one last look at you, making sure you’re still asleep, before allowing herself to plunge her fingers deep inside of you. The contrast of your warm walls squeezing around her chilly hands practically makes her eyes roll back.
She thrusts her fingers in and out of you at such a slow pace, she wants to feel every inch of your body, pull every reaction from you she possibly can.
When the palm of her hand brushes against your clit your body jolts forward on its own accord. Did that feel that good? She wonders to herself before bringing her thumb to rub circles on that same area.
She’s loving the way your body welcomes her and the way you sound, whining softly in that raspy, sleepy voice she loves so much.
With a few more swipes of her thumb she can feel your walls spasm and clamp down on her, telling her how close she has you.
Being the ever generous lover she is she doesn’t stop, staying deep inside you even after you’ve already come down from your high…
When she feels you start to stir she immediately withdrawals her hand, fixing you back to exactly how you were when you had fallen asleep.
She wants to keep this as her little secret <33
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tinandabin · 1 year
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Y/N: You tried to kill her
Morax: Yes
Y/N: Because she looks like me
Venti: Yes
Y/N: ... surely I don't need to explain how ridicilous that sounds
Ei: Yes- I mean. No.
Y/N: Do you think this is some generational plan to get someone to look like me?? Do you honestly think this woman can do anything about her bone struckture. She just looks like that, what's wrong with all of you????
Barbatos: ... it could-
Y/N: No. No it couldn't. Whatever scheme you think is going on, it's not. Stop bullying and killing mortals, how many god damn times do I need to say that?
Lmao Creator is just scolding them like misbehaving kids 😭
LMAOO U STOLE MY THOUGHTS ANON I might even make a small scenario regarding this post in my mind 😃
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"This is the 5TH time this week," You paced around your palace as the Archons were merrily standing, probably waiting for you to praise them and give them a head pat or two for going after another mortal because it has the same eyes as you.
"How many times must I tell you all that you cannot go around terrorizing mortals! They are fragile beings; if you must, go and bother the ancient Gods for Celestia's sake!" You scolded them, albeit a bit gently but it broke their heart anyway.
"But-but, we were just taking back what is rightfully yours, Your Grace!" Venti argued back with a pout on his face, we all know he's cute and 101% house wife material.
You sighed and told them for the 3rd time, "Child, those eyes aren't mine alone! You cannot kill someone all because they have the same eye colour as me."
"If I may interject, I do think that..." Zhongli started, "Venti is for the first time in his life correct."
"Oh no, not this again." You grumbled as the Archons got into another argument. You started massaging your forehead and with a flick of your wrist, Seraphina was summoned and you left, leaving the Archons in Seraphina's supervision.
After a good time passed the Archon's voices died down as they soon realised that you aren't even in the same room as them. "Ahem, Your Grace had taken her leave while you all were busy arguing," Seraphina quickly explained where your whereabouts were because we all know that the cat would be dead 10 times over if he didn't tell them where you were in the next 0.1 milliseconds.
"YOUR GRACCEEEEEE," You heard their voices desperately asking you who you think is in right to determine who won the argument.
'Goodness, they can never stop acting like kids...' You thought as you softly smiled at them.
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tanakochan · 6 months
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Imagine imposter sagau where they destroy the core inside you leaving you dead inside. You somehow got back to your world and see a app called cookie run kingdom. Since you still have the trauma you want to scroll away but something tells you not to so you decide to download it. And the game often you your past self and turning you away from depression but also genshin you indeed noticed but decided to keep it that way. Also you started to get hints of this so called baker which give you flashbacks but this one only mentions little about it like in the ancient times there someone called baker .
From pure vanilla cookie
“The baker is always keeping a watch of all of us I always tried my best to please them it seem to work sometimes which I’m grateful for”
Which you feel way better than genshin voice lines about creater.
Meanwhile in genshin impact
Chaos happen without you they can’t do anything except breathing and staring and talk a bit which they wish you came back even tho they knew what they did to you. Until they somehow hack to see what you been spending your time at . Which they feel replaced when they see another app similar to them . Which you spend way more often at.
One day you somehow got teleport to crk you felt scared because what if they thought you are the imposter but your fear went away once pure vanilla cookie assure you and the other cookies they won’t do the same mistake as them.
Soo any ideas you want me to write this with?
I’m happy to  accept any of cookie run kingdom ideas! 😄
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2-dsimp · 5 months
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Popular choice✨
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—> (Truth: Human realm]
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Player stats window [Currently Closed]
—> {Open?}
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Main mission: Escape the pocket dimension!
—> [Completion bar: 2%]
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1st objective: Infiltrate the yokai
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—> Sub-objective: <SuRvIvE the Judge>
{CLEAR conditions: Prove that you’re not a threat}
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Current location: [Fontaine] {Nuevilletes pool chamber}
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<Neuvillette <The Hydro Dragon>
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[Relationship: Strangers]
Affection lvl: 40 [His affection increased by +5 levels due to your truthful answer]
Suspicion lvl: 15/30 {His suspicion increased by +15 You’ve accidentally triggered a sensitive topic for him.}
Envy/Insanity: 🔒 (you’ve yet to reach the requirements to have him become your admirer!)
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The hydro dragon outstretches a stiff hand towards you. He finds your answers to be concerning regarding the current situation he faces which involves the human realm.
<WARNING>
Neuvillette propositioned you for detainment! It’d be best not to give him any reason to doubt you.
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—> {Beg: Plea that you’re innocent}
—> (Comply: Take his hand willingly)
—> [Resist: Try to escape]
—> <Kitsune trait: Try to coax him>
(70% chance rate)
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Votes end Thursday midnight 🕛
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flokali · 1 year
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Mori, my knees are buckling at the thought of Al Haitham just fucking reader in a slow and steady but hard pattern like pap... pap... pap... and you're just trying to buck or push him off even when you're fucked dumb because you're over stimulated to the point that it hurts so good. Eyelids fluttering, eyes red from tears, actual tears bubbling at your lash line, your face and neck flushing from the exertion as drool drips down your and Haitham's chin while his tongue just explores your mouth. You try to push him away, but he doesn't crash himself into you to subdue you. He's too much in control of himself. He knows what he wants. He is unmoving even when you try to push him away but you can't. He remains in his place, taking all your force but refusing to move away. He wants to consume you and he will patiently and steadily do so, one lick, one thrust, one flick at a time. You will eventually embrace him of your own accord at some point. Whether you finally love him back or fucked dumb to the point you'll babble praises of love, it will happen regardless. After all, Al Haitham is a patient man.
Cont: I almost forgot the best part imo . It's when you're just a few orgasms away from breaking, your feet are twitching, your squeaks, whines, and moans are getting harder to conceal but you can't help it when Haitham is making you feel this good. He hums in approval. He pulls your face into the crook of his neck, making you get drunk on his musk to make you remember only he can make you feel this good. You breathily whine as he transitions from thrusting in a steady slow but hard pattern to just grinding his hips into yours, the head of his cock just rubs against your cervix as his pelvis and the upper part of his cock rubs against your clit. "Mmm... I know... I know... Just let it all out..." He licks the shell of your ear and then nibbles your lobe, his breath and held back groans rumble against your ear and fills your mind with nothing but him. Your whines and moans pitch higher and faster as you stutter out his name and you feel your orgasm coming and you know it just feels so good. Your body spasms in the pitching pleasure and it scrambles for something to hold on to. Your hands were barely able to rest on his shoulders when your orgasm took you. Your body twitched and bucked against his in a euphoric release. He praises you for being so honest now. "That's it... That's my good girl... Keep cumming for me, keep feeling good on my cock" His lips slots against yours and no matter how hard your body rocks during your release, he swallows up your moans and whines without difficulty or moving. Once your orgasm settles, he does not stop thrusting into you in that slow, steady, and hard pattern. Your whines of pleasure as your mind is floating. All you know is that Haitham is making you feel so fucking good. Your arms wrap around him affectionately as your legs hook around his waist, bringing him closer. You moan his name and pull him closer to you. Haitham isn't about to stop just when he reached his goal of attaining you. He will shackle you to him during the throes of pleasure. You will never leave him. After all, the thought will never enter your mind when all you can think about is how he's making you cum over and over again.
Warnings: AFAB reader, n/oncon, smut, non-sfw, mindbreak, dumbification,
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He thinks you look the prettiest when you’re cumming on his cock, there’s just something about the blissful look in your eyes as you cum that drives him a tad bit crazy.
Something about your heated cheeks, the way your eyes slowly roll back into your skull as you spasm around his cock.
It doesn’t help that he’s addicted to the way your cunt feels around him, you just feel too good on his dick.
It’s why he can’t help himself from making love to you every chance he gets, even if at first you struggle and beg him to stop, it only takes a couple of orgasms for you to beg him to fill you up with his seed.
His teasing touches as he rubs your clit with expert fingers, the way he slowly shoves himself into your warm entrance.
He has a reason for why he does what he does, it’s not just due to carnal pleasure. He’s training you, slowly but surely conditioning you to associate him with pleasure. Whenever he’s around, you feel good, he makes you feel good. It’s only natural you start seeking him out.
Al-Haitham makes sure to whisper sweet nothings into your ear as he humps your cute cunt, making sure his words reach you as you come undone on his cock. He even makes sure to treat you gently and with his sick “love” so you begin associating good things with him, it’s impressive how good he is manipulating you, he never makes you cry more than you need to and he always does aftercare (even if it’s the bare minimum).
Doesn’t help that he’s the only person you interact with, so it’s logical that you soon start to warm up to him.
He even goes as far as conditioning you to get horny whenever he says a few key-words, you’re just too easy to mold into the perfect lover for him. He can easily have you soiling your pretty panties with slick with a flick of his wrist.
You can’t help growing wet when you see his fingers, you can’t help panting when you see his tongue dart to wet his lips, you’re not really in the right state of mind; you’re slowly becoming a cock-hungry slut who only thinks about pleasure and Al-Haitham.
It takes him sometime, but soon enough you don’t fight him as he straddles your waist, you no longer ask him to stop kissing you, soon you’re the one initiating physical contact.
He’ll turn you into his perfect, submissive little toy made to love and pleasure him.
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hunnieknight · 1 year
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Subtle Marking (+art)
Yandere AU! SFW (Thoma,Bennett,Childe,Xingqiu,Kazuha,Diluc)+Zhongli and Venti
Oh look!it's your yandere senior/junior/classmate about to pamper you. Obviously you can't say no when they spent their time and going all out to please you?
What's this?oh it is nothing!just an another way to claim you and tell other people in your harem to FUCK OFF
You'd run to Thoma with the button on your shirt somehow got ripped apart, oh well, he just happen to have an extra button on him.. so he just need to sew his button is on your shirt... H I S button.
You got cuts on your hands? No worries! Your junior Bennett is ready with H I S bandage! Look at your hands decorated with H I S stuff.
Your senior, Childe, saw you shivering with just a thin jacket. Aww you poor thing! Here, you can use H I S scarf! Huh? You want to return it? Oh oh, no need to wash it! He doesn't mind a bit of your scent on it.
Matching cover books would be cool. That is Xingqiu's subtle way to 'mark' you. Oh look! There is that signature rain sword of H I S. One glance on the cover and everyone knows whose it is.
Maple leaf is cool, and you are cool. Cool stuff need to stick together. So don't be surprised if one day you see maple leaf pins on your bag. Kazuha's signature item on your property, jacket?yes. Shirt?obviously. Hand?a bracelet will do. He need to put H I S maple leaf anywhere on you
What's this??you forgot to eat breakfast again??No matter, your senior Diluc is ready to fill you up ;) with H I S favorite grape juice. He just gonna pack your bags with at least 2 grape juices. Healthy, simple, tasty, and you will smell more like grape, something that he grow fond of.
Venti would like to have a matching keychain or earrings! And Zhongli gifted you a personal custom cup which he uses whenever you visit him for tea time.
AU inspired by @yestrday !
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kaeyats · 2 years
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SAGAU,, the creator's bride/groom
a rumor that the almighty creator of teyvat is in the process of choosing a spouse spreads like wildfire. and all their acolytes start sucking up to them like insane. mondstadt edition! part 2 / liyue version here.
reader's gender is not specified, as with most of my works. requests and imagines in my ask box are appreciated, but will take a while. :D
warnings: none
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no one knows where it originated from. where the string of whispers began and who lit the match that set a fire throughout the whole of teyvat. all they knew was that there was no information to deny the rumors and therefore, it was more likely the truth. and it would stay the truth to all the citizens roaming genshin's world until proven otherwise.
in the streets of mondstadt, the city of freedom, business seemed busier than usual. and the usually happy-go-lucky people acted with more haste in their movements, jumping from one block to another to discuss the recent rumors regarding their all-creator.
venti seemed to phase out significantly more than he usually does. it frustrated those who listened whenever he stopped in the middle of a song to seemingly stare down at his hands, lost in another world. soon enough, many of angel share's patrons left disgruntled, mumbling about how unsatisfactory the bard's performance had been that night. it wasn't that venti didn't hear their harsh words, he just didn't seem to care considering the heavier importance of what he had been phasing out for. he knew how easy it was for the citizens of mondstadt to believe and spread baseless rumors, but he couldn't help but plan out the many ways he could win your favor and hand in marriage. the idea had him giddy on his seat, ever so prideful in his abilities. he imagined in his head, how heavenly you would look, smothering him in your affection, calling the anemo archon your husband, telling him that you, the greatest being in the existence of teyvat, loved him and him only.
now you'd think diluc would be bothered by the amount of customers leaving the tavern, but he was just as equally lost in thought as the alleged "tone-deaf bard." unlike venti though, his lack of mindfulness didn't hinder him from performing his job just as well as others expected from him. but, if you observed the red-head closely, even for just a second, you'd see how his eyes gazed at nothing in particular and how his cheeks would turn the same shade of red as his hair ever so often. diluc knew he would be a good spouse to you. he's been worshipping you for about the entirety of his life and he wouldn't mind, in fact, he'd be ecstatic to worship you for a dozen more liftetimes. he'd serve you so well, catering to your every need. he was foreign to affection at this point, yes, but he'd let you do anything to him as long as it made you happy. it made his face heat up, just thinking about the way you'd kiss his cheek, praising him for how good he is to you.
kaeya, ever so sly and observant, saw the way his brother's eyes were glazed over with a look of longing. he didn't need to ask why (not like diluc would tell him anyway), it was the only interesting topic anyone talked about at that point. the creator of teyvat, an ancient god that many worshipped and adored, has been rumored to be looking for a spouse amongst their many, many followers. now, kaeya wasn't one to mindlessly follow new trends or indulge in himself too much, but.. he couldn't deny the sickeningly sweet feeling he got whenever he thought about you choosing him. of course, he never cared about godly titles. lord knows how much he has suffered because of the gods themselves. but he's met you before, spoke to you with his own mouth and listened to you reply with his own ears. slowly but surely, he fell in love with you and your otherworldly presence, growing fond of the quirky habits that you picked up from this so called "earth." he thought about how lonely it must've been for you to be regarded so highly and put on a pedestal, so he let you indulge in the freedom of being treated like a normal person when you were around him. he was hoping that maybe that was enough to get you to choose him.
albedo would only be able to hear of the news the next morning, the morning he decided to descend down to the city of mondstadt, there solely to gather a new batch of supplies. he didn't mean to eavesdrop, but gosh, do the ladies in the marketplace speak loudly. he was a bit shocked by the news, never predicting something like this would come. neither did he expect to be so.. attached to your presence. it was strange, but he wanted to be around you at all times. at first he was convinced it was out of curiosity and respect, but the way he felt ever so warm around you for no particular reason told him otherwise. he wanted to be around you at all times, to be able to protect, to indulge in you. but alas, many other people needed you. he wondered, if you two were to get married, would you be by his side all the time? he considered the possibility, allowing himself to daydream briefly, before calculating a plan in his head.
jean would hear of the news in her office, unable to quite process the.. baffling information. she felt scandalous, viewing a primordial being in that light. she should feel shameful, she told herself. she was but a simple mortal, a simple acting grandmaster, in a simple city. of course you wouldn't consider her a candidate in marriage. she was quite lucky to even be acknowledged by you in the first place. but, but some part of her wanted to hope, and the moment she did, she regretted it because her heartbeat burst into stellar rates before two chaotic forces intruded the peace of her quarters. eula and amber would be straight-out demanding answers from jean, eager to know and expressing so in completely different ways. eula would look quite agitated, frustrated even, the anticipation of knowing ate her up from the inside out. amber would be much more bouncy, nervous about the rumors she had heard from other knights. jean would of course tell them they were just rumors, but the two were already making plans to win you over.
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"your grace! i didn't expect to see you around here, fancy yourself an apple?" venti, ever so energetic, asked from above you, only finding it efficient to fly down the statue of himself once you opened your mouth.
"ah, no, i'm fine. i just need some air is all." you shook your head, looking away from venti to stare at the giant oak tree of windrise. you didn't know what to expect from the bard. would he be as bad as the other archons?
"oh? i'm pretty sure there's plenty of air in liyue and inazuma, your grace. not unless i'm mistaken."
you chuckled at his statement, cringing at how rude and sarcastic it sounded. "well, yes, but the people there have been a lot more.. suffocating than usual."
venti wondered if it had anything to do with the current marriage rumors running around, but he dared not comment, knowing that if he did, it would only make you feel worse.
the next few days in mondstadt were quite strange, stranger than usual. you were glad the people there gave you more space than you got in the other nations, expected from the nation of freedom. but, you couldn't help but notice how fidgety everyone has been acting.
the way noelle, the diligent and hardworking maid, who was usually so kind and casual to you, turned beet red whenever you were in close proximity. "y- your grace! do you need assistance with anything? anything at all? o-oh no, i'm fine."
the way diluc, who would usually just politely look at you in the background, approached you with more luxurious gifts and proposals of.. friendly dates. "i was hoping you'd enjoy your stay in mondstadt, your grace. but even more so, i was hoping you'd enjoy my presence above everything else like i enjoy yours."
the way kaeya, who usually blatantly teased you, acted more gentlemanly around you. kissing the top of your hand, gracing you with compliments that were much sweeter and more genuine than what you'd usually get from the cavalry captain, the way he'd actively seek out your presence and ask you out for lunch. "has anyone ever told you that you're absolutely breathtaking, [name]?"
the way jean, who was usually so confident and composed, looked nervous whenever you greeted her a simple 'good morning' or 'good evening.' sometimes she even stuttered over her words, something that shocked you and everyone else who was lucky enough to witness it. "yes, you do look gorgeous tonight- i mean, the sky looks- the night sky looks gorgeous tonight! argh, i sincerely apologize for my inappropriate behavior, your grace."
the way amber, who was usually so chill, stumbled upon her steps, looking burnt amd beaten, approached you with a gift in hand. unlike diluc, her gifts weren't bought, they seemed to have been hunted down by amber herself which was entirely impressive and thoughtful of her. "n- no need to thank me, your grace. just wanted to give you something worth carrying around as always!"
the way aether (and paimon, by extension) followed you around even more so than they usually do. not that you minded, you liked it, in fact. but it was a bit unusual, considering how aether usually had many commissions to do. "last night, aether told paimon that he wanted to mmphf-"
the way albedo had started inviting you to his base in wolvendom more often or went down to the city to seemingly just hang out with you. you found him quite interesting, so the time you two spent had been a highlight in your time in mondstadt. especially the moment when, "your grace, i heard that you've been looking for a spouse amongst your acolytes. i was wondering if.. you ever considered me?"
you felt your face heat up. ah, so that's what this was all about.
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Hii! May I get some yandere Venti headconons?? Ty for reading my request <3
✮ — ꒰ cw. this will, of course, include yandere tendencies. yandere tendencies might include stalking, murder, kidnapping, and drugging. if any of these make you uncomfy, feel free to scroll past. i’m not responsible for your media consumption in any way! REBLOGS ARE APPRECIATED!
✮ — ꒰ a/n. holay molay i haven’t wrote for genshin in so long what the flip.. TBH I WAS HAVING TO GO BACK AND DO MY RESEARCH BC I FORGOR HOW I WROTE VENTI IN THE PAST BUT I’M CHILLING NOW
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ᰔᩚ — venti is the god of freedom, so your freedom knows no bounds. no bounds within the city, that is…
ᰔᩚ — your freedom is limited outside the walls of mondstadt. any time you get too far, a gust of wind pushes you right back to square one.
ᰔᩚ — venti isn’t going to kidnap you. not unless something is seriously threatening you. it goes against everything he stands for, so it just wouldn’t sit right with him.
ᰔᩚ — non-kidnapped darling means a very safe city. your freedom has no bounds and you’re free to roam whoever you want (within the walls of wind, of course…)
ᰔᩚ — venti is a very tame yandere. he isn’t going to be aggressive to you at all, it hurts him to even imagine doing such a thing.
ᰔᩚ — you’re like a savior to venti. you know that he stopped going to the tavern for a while just to watch you instead? you’re not as expensive as fine wine, that makes you more enjoyable to venti.
ᰔᩚ — venti messes with you 24/7. isn’t it weird how a gust of wind blows you around randomly? of course, he doesn’t do it to annoy you! he does it because you all agitated makes him feel so giddy.
ᰔᩚ — poetry and tunes for his harp have all been for you. you’ll find the poetry on your doorstep in the morning before you go out. and who wouldn’t open a letter sent by a secret admirer?
ᰔᩚ — it was cute and heartwarming until it got a bit personal. how did they know exactly what you had done? your favorite things? that was private stuff…?
ᰔᩚ — venti’s mortal form is the one you’re familiar with. he’s extremely friendly to you, making tiny little advances towards you in hopes you’ll pick up that he felt something for you.
ᰔᩚ — you’ll fall for him eventually, it’s alright if you don’t say yes at first. you’ll bend to your god’s whim one way or another :)
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I saw Sagau Genshin Impact and now I’m drowning in endless thoughts about “What if I was there? Wait no, what if the reader had my fucking unhealthy personality?”
And let me tell you. Chaos. Just, pure chaos.
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It was just a normal day in every nation, with you maining as Lumine. (Sorry to the darlings who main Aether,,, I just think homeboy deserves to be a villain for once for always helping people so I chose Lumine.) Lumine was ever so grateful to have you in her presence - even though you controlled her, she didn’t care. She was devoted to you, only you, obsessed with you that she just wants to smother your face with kis—
“I wonder if I should make a character of myself if I was in Teyvat…”
As you accidentally said that out loud (since you’re unaware that they’re aware), people in Teyvat stopped moving. Their bodies froze, but their hearts continued to slowly beat in a little… Joy. You? Wanting to wonder how it’s like to be in Teyvat and trying to see how it goes? Oh Irene, you’re going to make one hell of a harem that’ll chase after you. However, that’s… One misunderstanding. What you now said was something horrifying that struck down their imaginations. (Wenk wonk)
“I will name her/him (Insert character name), and give them all of my trauma.”
Zhongli spat out his drink and almost choked on it, Ei almost destroyed her town— causing electrocution when she heard, Venti was having a mental crisis and whined as he tried to catch your attention. The NPCs were mortified and immediately took action to make their city more decorative- more “cozy” styled because they knew that;; if you had dumped all your trauma to your “Genshin character”, they knew fairy lights would make you calm and soothe yourself.
Characters like Razor and Bennet would cry, absolutely shatter and will prepare themselves to comfort your character insert. I think it’s all safe to say, the characters would go over the moon even to endlessly help your character.
Lumine and Paimon were even more terrified than they should be, along with the ones in the party. Lumine will throw a boulder at anyone who DARED to give you and your character such trauma. Nobody will escape her grasp and she will make sure of it.
Kaeya and Dainsleif, will seize those who dares to give your character any more trauma. They will kill for your character, and you, they would die for you.
The Fatuis even, aren’t any saner than them. Pantalone will pay off the best room service and best comfort zone for you— Arlecchino will have a whole setup of guards practicing to kill the person who traumatized you, and basically— everyone else will go to war. It’s you we’re talking about.
It doesn’t fucking matter what you looked like.
Average, ugly, pretty, short, tall, chubby, weak— They will fucking kill all of those bitches who dared to lay a hand on you. And Tsaritsa will make sure they will be beheaded.
But then…
“If I was in Teyvat, I probably would be this ditzy dumb background NPC character who just happens to be there and tries to help Lumine. I suck, maybe even a lazy lovey dovey person who craves for attention and affection—”
That did it.
That sent everyone’s hearts to ablaze and their hormones to the top of their lungs. They were riled up to win you the damn over. You want a lover? They will kill each other to prove themselves one of them is worthy for you. Even the NPCs. They will win the hell to get you to themselves.
As for the kids, they will argue and set off bombs to one another - arguing who will be your adopted child. It doesn’t matter which one gets injured, they want to win. For you,
for their divine God. Their creator. (Y/N) (L/N).
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The Soldier, the Poet and the King [Yan! Genshin]
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The Soldier is someone who will battle for his principles even if it means becoming coated in blood, sweat, and tears as long as he is victorious and able to obtain his treasured prize, that being you. Due to his ambition and perception that violence is in his horizon, he enters the violent world partly as a result of his own judgments. However, that voyage of violence seems to have been worthwhile when you are at the other end. As you extend your arms for his hug, you appear to be gleaming at him with a brilliant smile, but that appearance is merely a deception played on his mind, a greeting that only fools who are in love cannot see through.
After a long day on the battlefield, when he closes his eyes to drift off to sleep, you are the only image he can see as you are everything he has ever dreamed of. He was aware that it was immoral to want you, to lust after you like such a succubus, and to desire to knead every curve within your figure. He was aware that wanting to embrace you and tainting your innocence with his blood-stained fingers and the souls he took was wicked.
Nonetheless, he was driven by self-interest.
He wouldn't have survived this long if it weren't for you. In a quest to become a closer to you, he toiled so hard for you that he slaughtered and endured several scars from the Gods above. He partially gave up his pride, his family and childhood all just for you.
After all, he is a soldier. He must be brave, no matter what.
Will you not fulfil his one and only wish? To simply love you? Merely to be with you? In light of what he has accomplished, he is not really asking for much.
Don't be selfish now.
Consider those who had to die as a result of your actions. Think the women and children he had to massacre. All the homes he burned down, all the people he slaughtered.
Don't you think it would be a shame to have their sacrifice go to waste? Are they nothing but burnt corpses to you?
You don't want their lives to be wasted like that, do you?
Do you?
The Wanderer, Cyno, Childe, Capitano, Alhaitham, Traveler.
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The poet is a serene being who values beauty and lyricism, and in his eyes, you are perhaps the most beautiful person in the world. Curiously delicate and appearing to be reserved for you and you alone, his words would stream from his lips much like roses spewing from water, pure and innocent. The poet would captivate you with one of his many talents, whether it was alchemy or simply simple poetry. Despite the absurd number of warning signs that are flashing in your face, it wouldn't take you long to become infatuated with him since all you can hear are his alluring words and assurances of an eternal union. But keep in mind that not all of what he says is truthful, even a poet is capable of telling lies.
One might even contend that poets are the greatest liars since they are so clever and skilled with language that any falsehood would be easily revealed.
You are his dearest muse, but that does not mean you are exempted from his lies, lies that are meant to protect you from the dangerous world. The poet wants to be able to depict your beauty, whether it be through writing, sketching, or even more nefarious tactics that involves a more scientific means. Even if his experiments of curiosity are a little strange sometimes, don't worry too much.
You are guaranteed to be safe.
Despite being arrogant, he was aware of his capabilities. Even you, who he longed to believe was immortal, knew that people were frail and continually constrained by the bonds of existence.
That's why he is in such a frenzy to acquire as many recollections of you as he can through songs and poems, artwork and literature, as well as by collecting pieces for your hair and dead cells that you left behind within your blankets.
He desired to be continually captivated with you and to retain a fragment of you with him forever.
You are his finest creation, after all.
One that he wants to keep around forever and ever.
Kazuha, Albedo, Dottore, Tighnari, Kaeya.
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The King is an individual who feels the gravity of needing to oversee and undertake responsibilities for the entire world, so it is not strange that he feels a sense of obligation to you. He believes he must carry out his obligations and adhere to social demands because they are unavoidable.
Regardless of whether the king aspires to be a poet, he is always restrained by that notion of responsibility. In his heart, the monarch longs to be free to frolic and parade through the streets without the need for a care in the world. His people, his feeling of responsibility, though, bind him.
He felt some freedom and comfort in your presence, and that was enough liberation for him. You gave him the freedom to speak without worrying about being judged or making a mistake. Just by being there, he would lavish you with gold and diamonds, as well as opulent clothing and delectable cuisine.
So, he couldn't comprehend why you would be attempting to escape him.
He didn't understand.
He thought everything went well.
So why are you running?
You must take into consideration that this man was nevertheless a king, a monarch capable of starting war in another country with the snap of his finger, so perhaps it was a mistake for you to assume that he might appear to be a carefree poet in your presence. He was a man who was capable of coldness and savagery, and he could have your head in a matter of hours.
Thus, wouldn't you like to explore a little more with his game?
So do play around with his game a little further won't you? Apologize to him for running, and you will not bear any punishment.
Zhongli, Venti, Pantalone, Ayato, Diluc.
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