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teabreakpancakes · 18 days

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Heated Situation Part 1 Dan Heng x GN Reader

in which: your heat suddenly comes off-schedule whilst helping your boyfriend work

okay, so, i have not done the new quest, THIS DRAFT HAS BEEN ROTTING HERE FOR WHAT? NEARLY TWO MONTHS??? haven't played much either, I just pulled for jing yuan before leaving my acc lmfao, all i know is that this guy is probably an imoogi or something, judging from the leak of his... dragon form? whatever, i'm pulling for him ^^

Genre: Smut

cw: GN!reader, OOC dan heng prob, a dash of hurt/comfort, bunny hybrid reader, work sex(?), pet names, slick, estrus or heat cycles, tail play, fingering, oral sex(receiving), overstimulation, scent kink

Your eyelashes flutter shut, shielding your eyes from the harsh light of the screen. The sound of Dan Heng working diligently is familiar and comforting, but the list of unfinished tasks you made only gave room for premonitions of more cups of coffee and a very long night of working.

You shift around in the chair Pom-Pom prepared for you, turning back to take a peek at him. You were met with the sight of the man still standing after hours of looming over that screen. 'Do you never get tired of standing in one place?' you deadpan internally for what seemed like the thousandth time—admittedly, you never tired of the the same sight every time, how would you be able to? not when you're met with the sight of his sturdy back, those well-built arms, and that as—ahem, I mean, his lovely behind.

Just as you attempted to stand up from your seat, warmth began to pool around the area of your nether regions. Inarticulate need surged through the expanse of your body, bringing about a hazy daze you were oh so familiar with.

"D, Dan Heng" you called out, trembling slightly as you approached him. His scent only seemed magnify with each fleeting second. You paused in your steps, nibbling on your bottom lip. "'m sorry, may I take a rain check? I have something to sort out—on my own" you stammered, taking wobbly steps towards the door.

Just as you began to pry the entrance open, a hand landed on your shoulder, turning you towards it's owner. "What's wrong?" Dan Heng inquired, brushing his thumb up and down the side of your arm in an attempt to soothe you out of your agitated state. His touch sent jolts of pleasure down your spine, and in an attempt to halt his actions, you pull off his hand. "I'm alright really, I just feel a little under the weather that's all" you respond in hurried speech, turning away from him.

Dan Heng sighed, grabbing your wrists before spinning you around and pressing you against the wall. "I am well aware of your mannerisms and tendencies when lying, so I don't suggest trying to hide anything" he reminded gently, breath fanning your face due to the close proximity.

"S, Stop" you whimpered, covering your face with your already downcast ears. He eyed you curiously as you shook slightly, Is it perhaps their heat? but it's a bit too early for it.. he contemplated, peering down at you. "Y, You're only making it worse Dan Heng" you whispered despondently, revealing your teary eyes to him whilst looking up into his own memerising blue orbs. "You're busy right now, I can just head back to my room while you continue working" you spoke, once again trying to escape his hold.

"Why would I continue working knowing that you'd need me?" he leans towards you, a small yet soft smile resting on his handsome face. "But—" "But?" Dan Heng interrupts, as if already aware of your previous train of thought. "Work will never be more important than you, please don't underestimate how I feel for you, for I have never loved as much as I love you" he reassures, kissing you sweetly.

He releases your wrists, entwining his fingers with your own. His tongue prods at the entrance of your mouth, you part your lips, obediently giving his tongue entry. He coerces moans from your mouth as he rubs his tongue against your own. The heat between your legs only seems to grow as he makes out with you. Dan Heng sucks on your tongue teasingly, caressing the inside of your palm.

He leaves you breathless and panting, trailing featherlight kisses down your neck. Dan Heng moves your hands to his shoulders, letting his own occupy themselves in ridding you of your clothing. Nimble fingers trace patterns into your skin, sending a tingling sensation down your spine. Once your upper garments have been discarded of, he lavishes your nipples with his tongue, tweaking with both of them whilst painting your upper body with love bites.

He stares up at you through his thick lashes, biting the waistband of your lower garments; you fight the urge to look away, looking back into his piercing blue orbs—his gaze draws you in, as if telling you "keep your eyes on me", commanding you to pay attention to him. He pulls the soft material of your clothing down your thighs, before letting it fall to the floor. Dan heng kisses up your thighs, groaning into your supple flesh when you pull on his hair. "Stop t, teasing me" you whine, feeling your multiply with each passing second. He chuckles slightly, "Alright alright, I won't delay any further" he says.

He moves your body so your thighs are caging his head, his shoulders propping you up against the wall. His hands caress the expanse of your thighs, keeping you in place as he licks stripes up your clothed sex, "Even through your undies, I can taste just how sweet you are" he smiles, pressing his nose into your heat. He takes in even more of your scent, his eyes fluttering shut; beneath his calm and composed exterior, his eyes have already turn bleary from how turned on he is, sapphire blue becoming murky with desire.

The sound of fabric ripping is loud, happening almost instantaneously. He looks up at you somewhat sheepishly, "Sorry, it seems that I was much more excited that I anticipated" he mumbles, resting his head against your inner thigh. His breath brushes against your sex, barely stimulating the aching organ.

Your hands reach down, tangling into his soft black hair; the soft strands are a pleasant texture, nearly distracting you from how much you ached for more; for all of him, every single last bit of him. Every little movement sent ripples of frustration through you.

"Dan Henggg" you whined, tugging slightly on his hair. He peers up at you in a manner that would typically come off as innocent, "Yes?" he questions, rubbing your thigh as he gazes into your trembling orbs.

You frowned slightly at his response, narrowing your eyes at him. "Stop teasing me... please?" you pleaded, eyes watering from the lack of stimulation, glossed over and murky with lust. He hums, feigning a moment of consideration, as if truly weighing out the pros and the cons of each decision.

He feels your patience thinning with each passing moment, taking his sweet time delaying your release. Your floppy ears droop with each second that passes, you couldn't even rub your thighs together to at least alleviate some of your agony!

"Y, You..! if you're just gonna tease me then don't even offer your help!" you sulked, "Just lemme go, I can get through this m—s, stop! don't do that!" you tugged at his hair, attempting to pry him away from your core. Dan heng suckles on your sex, tracing it with his tongue. His hands keep you steady and unmoving as he swallows up all the juices leaking from your sex.

Your thighs clamp around his head, pushing his face into your most heated area. Your jaw falls slack, head lolling against the wall as he devours you. Obscene sounds resound in Dan heng's room; high pitched whines and moans fall from your lips, nearly sobbing from the pleasure. "Yo, Your tongue! ish sho long..! ngh! s, so deep" you garbled out between moans, drool leaking slightly from the corners of your mouth.

Dan heng lapped everything up greedily, plunging his tongue into your tight heat with vigor. Your fingers tugged on soft raven locks, only egging him on as you tugged on his hair. With each lick, each suck and drop of your fluids, Dan heng could feel his restraint growing weaker, barely even able to think about anything other than you. Your fluids satiated an appetite he only had for you, desire he only experienced for you and no one else.

"You like this huh?" he mumbled into you, smiling as he did so. He pressed the tip of his tongue against your most sensitive spots, thrusting right into them; every attempt to squirm away from his assault on your senses was all for naught, his grip around your thighs and waist made it impossible to get away from him. You surrendered to the pleasure, orgasming repeatedly on his face for what felt like hours.

"More, give me more of you" he growled into your sex, eyes clouded with desire—the desire to hear you cry out for more, the desire to mark every inch of your body, the desire to become one with you, the desire to claim every bit of you, heart, body and mind; he wanted you to be just as driven as him, to be just as insatiable for him just as he is for you. Your scent drove him delirious, the entire room smelled of you, everything smelled like you.

You came for the fifth time, pulling on his hair as you cried due to overstimulation. Your body trembled and convulsed from sensitivity, and yet slick continued to pour from your core. Dan heng licked up all of your fluids, licking his lips as he repositioned you—he sits down on the chair with you on his lap, your side resting against his chest.

"Do you want more?" he whispered gently, stroking one of your ears lovingly and pressing a kiss to your temple. You lean against his chest, enjoying his pets, rubbing your thighs together slightly. "Y, Yes, can we..?" you questioned hesitantly, still a bit hazed from your previous orgasms. He chuckled, nuzzling against your head, "Of course we can" he smiles, his hand sneaking between your thighs.

He caresses your entrance slowly, tracing around it and collecting some of your slick before slowly plunging one of his fingers into your dripping entrance—he wanted to taste you more, he really did, but he wanted to see your face this time. His other had crept down your back, gently encompassing your fluffy little tail. The way he looks at you is almost teasing as he caresses it, immersing himself in the cute noises you'd make as he toyed with you.

"What a lovely tail~, so soft..." he whispered, adding two more fingers. He angled them, knowing where to prod in order to coax out the cutest noises from you. You cuddled into him, scrunching up his shirt as you whimpered out his name—your tail was sensitive, much more during your heat.

He drags and prods and thrusts his fingers into you, each movement random yet smooth, as if practiced many times. He kisses you, whispering a sweet "I love you" into your hair, before going back to bringing you closer to your orgasm.

it's 12am rn, i'm supposed to be reading through material for the beginning of the sem but here i am. through sickness and in health, i will probably be stuck doing this for quite a while won't i? hospital visits get tiring, the staff know me for reasons other than job shadowing, and that is being one of their inpatients every couple months. i should probably play hsr

#lawless.writes #hsr.writing #hsr.heated.situation #hsr x reader #dan heng x reader #hsr smut #hsr nsfw #honkai star rail #hsr imbibitor lunae #hsr x gender neutral reader #hsr x gn reader

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teabreakpancakes · 20 days

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Can you do Joseph,Aesop and Wu Chang with a male s/o who is a demon like Nezuko

male s/o used to be a lab experiment and he likes wearing kimono

Bound By The Red Spider Lilies Joseph, Aesop and Wu Chang x Male! Reader

although this is a male reader request, i don't actually use gender specific pronouns while writing, i use the personal pronoun "you" mostly

Genre: Fluff

You were a new hunter that arrived a few days prior, someone of Japanese descent like Miss Michiko. They were only told one sentence about you: "That muzzle keeps all the residents of the manor safe, it's in your best interest to keep that in mind". Throughout your stay, you piqued the interest of a certain hunter/survivor, luring them in with your charm—although, should it not be the flower that is picked and held captive?

𝐉𝐎𝐒𝐄𝐏𝐇 𝐃𝐄𝐒𝐀𝐔𝐋𝐍𝐈𝐄𝐑𝐒

"Il est beau" Joseph muttered under his breath, onyx eyes gleaming under the old fashioned chandelier of the manor's living room. He could only admire you for so long until you noticed, your head snapping in his direction, tilting towards your left inquisitively.

Joseph coughed into his gloved hand, an elegant and practiced smile gracing his face, sheepishness barely visible to those that didn't know him—had he been alive, he would've been blushing. "What book are you reading amour?" he questioned, not wanting to explain why he was once again caught watching you like a moron. You shook your head, eyes smiling as you showed him the front cover of the book. Joseph sat down beside you, leaning over slightly to trace the engraved title. 'The book appears to be of Japanese origin', he guessed, unfamiliar with the letters used.

"Would it trouble you if I asked of you to read this book to me?" he inquired in a hushed tone, peering into their unnaturally coloured irises. It was a lighthearted request, one he had been withholding for a while; He knew that if he were to ask, you would not hesitate to indulge him, he know that only he had the privilege to hear your voice, to see your smile, to hear you laugh. Your voice was a treasure to him, one that meant you trusted him.

Your broad shoulders shook with a silent chuckle, nodding at the French aristocrat. You stood from your seat on the couch, holding out a hand for the photographer to hold. You departed, walking side-by-side towards his room. He traced patterns into your warm skin; Had he not known you were a demon, he would've taken you for a human, but he supposes it was unnatural for him, a dead man, to possess a heart that beats once more.

he gifts you kimonos of high quality, as well as a few traditional japanese treats (he asked miss Geisha)

hums lullabies to you on nights where any sound a level higher than average incites anxiety and fear within you—like he used to do so with claude back then

often takes pictures of you, ones that appreciate every little bit of you: the parts you like and don't like are all of the highest form of beauty in his eyes

aids you in maintaining and caring for yourself: if you have long hair, he combs through it every day at least three times. he also takes care of your nails—they grow rapidly, so he has to trim them pretty often so you don't injure yourself

he enjoys watching you perform tea ceremonies when you both have afternoon tea together—on occasions when it's cloudy and dark outside

he's asked Geisha about japanese etiquette on numerous occasions as to not disrespect you

he prides on the fact that only he has heard your voice within the manor

𝐀𝐄𝐒𝐎𝐏 𝐂𝐀𝐑𝐋

Aesop was a social recluse, he had just so happened to encounter you in the main hall of the manor during one of the rare occasions of his person leaving the comfort of his room. He had never expected a hunter—let alone someone as beautiful as you—to send one of the kindest "smiles" in his direction; He felt as if the kindness conveyed through your eyes alone brought a touch of colour to the monochrome life he had lived through until that very moment.

Months later, he had received the highest privilege he could have ever wished for: calling you his beloved. You, who was already one with what could be called "eternal rest", the you who claimed to be deceased and yet showed more life than those of which who still had blood pumping through their very veins.

Before meeting you, he could only see beauty in the act of dying. He finds you, the love of his life, to be the one thing in his life that remains untouched by outside principles he's been taught.

He ponders deeply as you grace him with a smile, one not hidden away behind a piece of bamboo. 'Was this the love my mother talked about?', the question remained unanswered, and yet despite that, he could say with confidence that he loves you. But, would he really remain by your side until the end of time? he's only a mortal after all.

he tends to spend his time outside more often because of you—away from prying eyes at the very least, during the night

he adores the way you look at him, how could you look at him with such fondness—such care—such a doting gaze on the likes of him?

he doesn't know how to comfort people, but he tries for you; he combs through your hair gently, letting you lay on his chest

aesop tends to sleep at the same time as you, if you stay up, he can too, if you sleep early, he sleeps early too

he sometimes traces over the lovely patterns left on your skin that were caused by the experiment, always tells you about how beautiful you are with them too

he adores your voice, considers it a blessing to hear you speak

for some reason, you are drawn to warmth. so he becomes used to physical touch, the reason being one, wanting to be closer to you and two, because you are akin to a reptile and he is your 'heating pad'

avoids bringing up the topic of death with you, he knows you think of it as unpleasant, so why would he go out of his way to displease you?

𝐗𝐈𝐄 𝐁𝐈'𝐀𝐍 & 𝐅𝐀𝐍 𝐖𝐔𝐉𝐈𝐔

Upon meeting you, they never could have anticipated that you were such... a bright soul. Had you never had told them, they never would've thought that you weren't a mortal. You seemed more human than most of them, the only indicators of you being of a different species were your eyes—such a colour could never belong to a human—and your souvenirs from the scientists that performed experiments on you.

You were an incredibly gentle soul, cowering upon meeting them initially. Wujiu quickly learned that speaking softly with you was a must if he wished to befriend you. They learned that being patient with you was the key to getting close to one of the most sincere individuals in their lifetime.

Bi'an and Wujiu were enamoured by you, there was only such a small amount of individuals capable of conversing or even interacting with them since they normally kept to themselves. You had wormed yourself into their lives, seeking solace within the small world of the umbrella the two souls choose to reside in.

With you, their closed off world gained unimaginable amounts of colour that completely erased any trace of mundanity from their daily cycle of life. Change isn't a welcome occurrence for some individuals, but they couldn't help but be eternally thankful for your arrival in their lives.

wujiu makes his voice softer and more quiet with you

bi'an often dotes on you with physical touch (he knows it comforts you if it's done by people you're close to)

most of the time they have outside of matches is spent with you

if your hair is long, they both enjoy caring for your hair—using up so many hours on just pampering you in general

they both tend to worry about the state of your teeth—does it not hurt to bite on the bamboo for so long?

when taking strolls outside and it's not completely dark, their umbrella comes in handy! they shield you from any light that could possibly hit you—even if you say it's not "fatal", it still hurts you do just accept their treatment

you three have matching kimonos, matching in pattern but each in your own colpur palettes

A/N: we got a four day break ^^, ofc, i still have tasks to accomplish but at least we don't have any class

#lawless.writes #idv.writing #idv x reader #identity v x reader #idv x male reader #idv joseph x reader #idv photographer x reader #idv aesop x reader #idv embalmer x reader #idv wu chang x reader #idv xie bian x reader #idv fan wujiu x reader #idv fluff

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teabreakpancakes · 1 month

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hhhhhhh, i need a new brain

hahhahahahahah

ha ha ha

FUCKKK IM SWAMPED, I FUCKING HATE HOSPITALS AAAAAAAAAA

I CANT EVEN FINISH THE REQUESTS IM WRITING BC GUESS WHAT, I HAVE TESTS THAT ARE LONGER THAN MY WORD COUNTS, AND IT'S NOT A LOT, BUT IT KIND OF FUCKING IS WHEN THEY'RE ALL SITUATIONAL ESSAYS ABT WTF TO DO

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teabreakpancakes · 1 month

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hahhahahahahah

ha ha ha

FUCKKK IM SWAMPED, I FUCKING HATE HOSPITALS AAAAAAAAAA

#lawless.rants

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teabreakpancakes · 4 months

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Hi it’s been a while but I was wondering if you would continue the s/o with an inappropriate skin but maybe for Wu Chang, Antonio, Eli and Alva this time?

Wu Chang, Antonio, Eli, Alva, and Ithaqua's S/O with an inappropriate costume

Genre: Fluff, Some NSFW

𝐗𝐈𝐄 𝐁𝐈'𝐀𝐍 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐅𝐀𝐍 𝐖𝐔𝐉𝐈𝐔

Bi'an is first to see you in your lovely little outfit, now, don't get him wrong, he absolutely adores every part of you—every, but he doesn't like it when such a beautiful sight like you attracts unwanted attention. He could feel himself fuming as he witnessed Norton ogling you, whistling and even closing the distance between you two to tease you. But Bi'an smiled with delight when you pushed the prospector away with a scoff, shoving him away with the handle of your whip.

The white guard talked to his counterpart, smiling benignly once they came to an sound decision. With a wave of the tall hunter's hand, they surrender the match—it's just a quick round, nothing serious.

"Please safely transport me and survivor (Name) to the same location" he requested, adjusting his grip on the umbrella as the survivors received the notice. The background fades to black before light returns, the scenery changing to the familiar interior of his bedroom.

You appear to be confused initially but Bi'an doesn't allow you to register anything before pulling you into the shared space within the umbrella. You're met face first with Wujiu's broad chest as Bi'an and Wujiu smother you between their chests, holding you captive.

they discarded of the whip, finding the sight of it unpleasant

wu is very handsy, so is bi'an; bi'an's touch is so light that it leaves you antsy, but wu makes up for it because his hands never leave you

wu's hands wander a lot—be it out of curiosity or smth else

they're both very possessive of you, but wu is alright with them staring, bi'an on the other hand wants to keep those images of you between him and fan

wujiu is intrigued by the assortment of textures on your clothing, tracing the little details with his finger

bi'an just knows it's miss nightingale's doing because she handles everything related to their clothing

they much prefer seeing you in proper clothing, but they tell you you look beautiful regardless

if you squirm too much, they feel more inclined to tease you until you actually say something

they question you about the heels, they found out that they hurt so they threw them away too :)

You're pushed up against's Wujiu, trembling with desire as the two men bury their noses into your neck. "What was that sweet thing? speak up so we can hear you" Fan whispers with a grin, his thumbs rubbing dangerously close to the heated area between your inner thighs. Bi'an smiles, trailing kisses from your neck and up to your lips.

𝐀𝐍𝐓𝐎𝐍𝐈𝐎

He was surprised by your appearance and baffled to witness such behavior from you. His S/O, the one he knows and treasures, wouldn't be such a flirt, he couldn't even imagine you wearing something a common whore would display herself in at a bar!

"Amore," Antonio calls out, approaching you from behind. His hands wrap around your waist and he kneels so his head is close to your own. "Why did you storm off? Have I upset my beloved?" he spoke, his voice soft, abandoning his role as hunter in the match to console his darling.

He pays no mind to the two survivors he captured being rescued, waving them away. "Get off of m, me, w, we're in public you fool..!" you squirm as he kisses your neck, nuzzling against you. A tendril-like lock of his hair sneaks around your hand, chucking away the whip that put you under it's wretched influence.

You melted completely into his touch, smiling contentedly. "Feeling better?" he questioned in a soft manner, pressing a kiss onto your forehead once you nodded. With a wave of his hand, he surrenders the match, reappearing in your shared bedroom once the survivors were notified.

antonio treats you like royalty most of the time; the sole ruler of his heart and mind

he knows you like the back of his hand

the moment he laid his eyes on you, he could sense that something was off

it's not the first time miss nightingale has done something like this

"does miss nightingale bear a grudge against me?"

he doesn't mind if you dress like that but he knows you wouldn't like to be seen wearing that

tends to touch you more with his hands in private, he does so in public as well but discreetly—well, unless you plead for him to touch you

he frowned at the sight of the whip initially

carried you around until you took the heels off

thinks you look ravishing but he won't touch you until you're away from prying eyes

"Tesoro..~" Antonio whispered into your ears, hands warm against your bare waist. His locks traced patterns up and down your body, smiling against your neck as you shivered in his lap. "You smell amazing, delectable even," he praised, peppering kisses all over your neck. "Enough for me to want to eat you" he chuckled darkly, enjoying the way you seemed to keen for more with your body.

𝐄𝐋𝐈 𝐂𝐋𝐀𝐑𝐊

"Brooke, can you look for them?" Eli requested, typing away at his cipher machine by memory when his owl takes off in search of you. He ponders upon something the manor's tailor mentioned to him before the match, something about a pleasant surprise?. He could only shrug upon hearing the information, not thinking much of it initially.

Brooke flies around before zeroing into a figure wearing a... revealing clothing? 'Is that them?' Eli blinked in surprise, cheeks heating up at the sight of you.

"B, Brooke, show me their location" Eli stammers, vaulting over the open window of the factory to get a speedbost, rushing over to your location. He could feel cold sweat dripping down his face as he chanted 'Don't hit the hunter please' like a mantra.

He scoops you up into his arms just before your whip made contact with the Ripper's face—he gets that the Ripper made some rather interesting comments but you didn't have to do it in a match of all places. He stared at you with a bewildered gaze, as you went on to hit him lightly with the whip, talking about how "foolish he was for taking you away from someone that needed disciplining".

he only found out that your behaviour was caused by the accessory bc it fell out of your hands on the way to the exit gate

he teased you about it a bit, only continuing bc your flushed cheeks were adorable !

he didn't even know his lover could be speak like that, you're normally so sweet, who knew you could be so cocky and bossy

he would praise you just to see how you'd react—he wonders how you'd react to more.. inappropriate compliments

he rushed over partly bc he wanted to avoid the outcome of you getting reprimanded for harming a hunter, but mainly because he wanted to cover you up and steal you away before anyone else could lay their eyes on you

his hands yearn to roam over the expanse of your skin but he's far too shy for that

his desire only ever flared up after meeting you, how bad do you think it is?

"So pretty" he praised, words slurred as if drunk, and though he's unable to see, all his other senses work perfectly fine, working well enough to drive him near the brink of insanity with just your scent. His hands itch to tear the fishnets right off—the very thing keeping him from what was between your legs.

𝐀𝐋𝐕𝐀 𝐋𝐎𝐑𝐄𝐍𝐙

Alva has encountered quite a lot of things in his life, pursuing the art of Science could only mean endless ideas and concepts after all. He admits that your current behaviour could serve as an object of interest. He could only label it as one thing: out of character.

The way you trailed your hands up and down his upper body, shameless. The way you swayed your hips in an inviting and teasing manner, shameless. The way you pinned him down to the rocket chair, completely and utterly shameless.

But that all melted away once he took that cute little whip away. In the confines of his bedroom, he witnessed first-hand the way horror crept up your face, the way you spluttered and attempted to scramble off of his lap, oh how adorable and amusing you were.

He couldn't help but trap you between his arms and the bedframe, watching you tremble like a frightened little bunny. "What's wrong hm? you were so bold earlier, teasing me in front of all those survivors, don't you think I deserve a bit of revenge for all the humiliation?" he teased, his vacant hand ghosting over your sensitive chest.

now, don't get alva wrong, he enjoyed every bit of it, it's just so fun to see you shake before him—not with fear of course

the way you flaunted your body made his blood boil with annoyance, none of these people deserved to see your beauty

your behaviour is a perfect excuse for him to do whatever he pleases—anything to see your cute self whining and whimpering

those heels are quick to come off—he doesn't want your feet hurting

he could criticise the design of the clothing for hours actually—it is not good for cold weather

he wonders about how quickly he can turn you into a mess without doing anything

he wants to see if he can get you to wear frilly lace clothing

"don't shy away now, i only do this because i absolutely adore you"

"Don't pout, I won't tease much anymore" he smiled, pulling you into his chest. But of course, he doesn't mean that, entirely at least. His hand finds its way between your legs once more, and he could only coo as you writhed and whimpered against him, whispering sweet praises into your ears.

𝐈𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐐𝐔𝐀

Ithaqua scooped up a bit of snow into his gloved hands before flinging it in a random direction. He was too tired to chase after any survivors today, he was only participating in this match because another hunter pulled out for some mysterious reason that he didn't bother to find out.

He leaned on his ice pick, bored out of his mind, until you called out to him. "I, Itha" you cried out softly, sniffling as you peeked from behind the pallet; Ithaqua raised an eyebrow behind his mask, why did you sound so bothered? he wondered. "Yes? what's wrong?" he responded, his interest piqued.

"C, Cold" you shivered, beckoning him over. He rolled his eyes, walking over to you and into the building. "Alright alright, come h, here?" he spoke, stammering upon seeing your whole body. The straps wrapped around your thighs so snuggly, and the entire outfit just seemed to make you even more alluring than you already were.

"Itha, don't stare..!" you squeaked, covering your body with your shaking hands. The hunter snaps out of his stupor, hastily pulling you into his coat before surrendering; However, in his bedroom, he decides to take it a step further in warming you up.

he likes the way you press against him for warmth

ithaqua loves skin-to-skin contact, cuddles are best when he can feel your warmth on his icy skin

he immediately wraps himself around you and keeps you in his arms

his hands can't help but wander really, have you seen the way the plush of your thighs practically beckons his hands over for a squeeze?

his hands rub up and down, excusing it as a way to warm you up—no matter how close they were to your sensitive parts

he's touchy and possessive, but only with you

he wants to mark his territory, he grits his teeth whenever he thinks about the chance of others seeing you so vulnerable

"Are you warm now?" he husked out, caressing your inner thigh. You bite back whines as he rubs over your heated chest, unable to answer as he made it harder to speak coherently. "P, Please Itha! m, more" you cry out, breaking under his relentless teasing.

ah, i miss this lmfao

edit: why tf were there so many errors

#lawless.writes #idv.writing #idv x reader #idv x gn reader #idv eli clark x reader #idv seer x reader #idv alva lorenz x reader #idv hermit x reader #idv ithaqua x gn reader #idv ithaqua x reader #idv night watch x reader #idv antonio x reader #idv violinist x reader #idv wu chang x reader #idv xie bian x reader #idv fan wujiu x reader #identity v x reader

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teabreakpancakes · 4 months

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IVE GOTTEN SO RUSTY AT WRITING IT ACTUALLY PAINS ME 💀💀💀

#lawless.rants

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teabreakpancakes · 4 months

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should i write again? break finally came

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teabreakpancakes · 6 months

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im sorry, im failing rn so i can't post no matter how much i want to

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teabreakpancakes · 9 months

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Reblog if your page is a safe space for anyone of any nationality and ethnicity.

Reblog if your page is a safe space for anyone in the LGBTQ+ community.

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Reblog if your page is a safe space for anyone who has experienced or is experiencing trauma.

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teabreakpancakes · 9 months

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Heated Situation Part 1 Dan Heng x GN Reader

in which: your heat suddenly comes off-schedule whilst helping your boyfriend work

Genre: Smut

#lawless.writes #hsr.writing #hsr.heated.situation #hsr x reader #dan heng x reader #hsr smut #hsr nsfw #honkai star rail

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teabreakpancakes · 9 months

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he gives me ✨rengoku✨ vibes

Mc takes Diavolo secretly to the human world, to a big city, huge and full of people. And then, at some point, they end up getting separated. And now, Mc is hysterically running around looking for the future king of Devildom as if he were a child.

Mc: *panicking* oh my fucking god I lost the fucking prince of hell.

Runs all over the place while everyone watches them.

Mc: *panicking harder* sir!!! I need your help, I have lost someone I am responsible for!!

Random man: Oh no! What the child look like??

Mc: *close to tears* two meters tall, with the muscles of a Greek God, dark skin, hair as red as fire, eyes as golden as the sun... *practically crying* all alone and lost...

Random man: ...

Mc: *sobbing* he's a little sunshine... *dramatically falling to their knees on the floor* Lucifer and Barbatos are going to kill me...

Meanwhile, somewhere in the city, Diavolo is having fun watching a pigeon and a rat fight over a churro.

Diavolo: ha ha ha, what an amazing place the human realm is.

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teabreakpancakes · 9 months

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Hi! I’m curious how Wu Chang, the Violinist, and Evil Reptilian would react to their s/o kissing them to escape being chaired.

Also I love your work!

You and Your Little Tricks! Wu Chang, Antonio, and Evil Reptilian x GN Reader

Genre: Fluff

Warning: A tad bit suggestive

𝐖𝐔 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐍𝐆

𝐅𝐀𝐍 𝐖𝐔𝐉𝐈𝐔

"Wuuu~, c'mon, I just wanted kisses" you bemoaned, pouting as you faced the tall man. The black guard grunted, rolling his eyes, "You do not attract someone's attention by screaming obscene things at them" he chided, nearing a rocket chair.

"I'll send you back, we can deal with you af—" before he can continue his sentence, you press your lips against his, cupping his face gently with both of your hands. Wujiu's eyes flutter shut, attempting to deepen the kiss. He releases the balloons, leaning into you.

'I'm gonna feel horrible after this and I will likely feel sore in the morning but Emily said she'd be mad if we lost again because I let myself get chaired on purpose' they thought to themself, wiggling out of the black guard's grasp before fleeing.

They make a beeline for the abandoned hospital, but not before blowing Wujiu a goodbye kiss. "I'm sorry but I don't want to deal with a prissy Emily later!" they shouted apologetically. Fan grits his teeth, glaring into your back, how dare you kiss him in a match only to deprive him of your affection, how cruel of you. He licked his lips before chuckling darkly, he was making you pay after the match, if your body wasn't already sore from the match, he'd make sure you woke up bruised and unable to walk in the morning.

𝐗𝐈𝐄 𝐁𝐈'𝐀𝐍

"Bi'ann, look at me please" you pleaded, disliking how he refused to gaze at you. "I... can't bring myself to, not when you're facing me what that, that gaze of yours" he mutters apologetically. You huff, visibly frustrated with how he was acting.

"Have I upset you because of how I acted earlier?" you feigned dejection, jutting out your bottom lip for more effect, hoping that it'd get the man to look at you. Bi'an swallowed, feeling his steel resolve waver at the sound of his beloved being upset. "Darling—" before he could even utter another word, your lips silenced him; his words, his thoughts, and his every reservation, and he had to admit, he loved every bit of it.

His grip gradually loosens around you, melting into your touch. Slowly, you break free from the balloons, ensuring that he wouldn't notice that you had gotten rid of the restraints. You did feel bad for taking advantage of him and his weakness like this but you'd rather deal with an upset lover, not an angry teammate—in this situation at least.

You let go of the balloons, successfully escaping Bi'an's clutches. You dash away using a nearby pulled down pallet near you. Bi'an stares at your back, his mouth slightly ajar as he sighs. "Brother... I agree with your suggestion" he replies to Fan, before disappearing into the umbrella and reappearing near another survivor—trading places with his counterpart.

𝐀𝐍𝐓𝐎𝐍𝐈𝐎

The violinist sighs, shaking his head, "My dear, at least attempt to act the part of a terrified survivor fleeing from a hunter" he says, tendril-like locks still laced around your limbs. He stares at you with an unamused expression, lips pursing into a thin line as scrutinised you.

You pouted at him before slowly smiling. You see, normally, Antonio usually keeps the survivors at a distance when he carries them using his hair, but when it's you he's carrying, you're a lot closer to him, as if embracing you instead of immobilising you.

"'Toniooo" you called out to him, successfully drawing his attention. "Yes?" he replied, leaning down slightly. You grinned cheekily before connecting your lips, startling your lover. His grip tightened around you, one of his hands lacing around your waist, pulling you closer.

Slowly, he pulls away from you, allowing you to intake the air you needed. He rests his forehead against yours, closing his eyes. "Now, just what made you do that darling?" he whispered breathlessly, gazing into your eyes. With a flick of his hand, he surrenders, surprising you. His gaze is dark yet loving as he caresses your cheek, "I want more... and besides, this is just one quick match, it won't affect my win rate much" he says, carrying you with his own hands as you both returned to the manor.

𝐋𝐔𝐂𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐎

Luchino's hand supports you against his chest as he carries you to the farthest rocket chair on the map, knowing you wouldn't struggle out despite being perfectly able to.

"Luch.." you droned on, lying against his chest. The hunter hummed, passing the basement as he headed towards the chair near the cathedral's exit gate. "I like it when you carry me like this" you giggled, smiling. He shakes his head, "I can carry you outside of matches, just don't do this next time alright? You can give me all your affection outside of matches, that way, I'm able to return it" he chuckles, bringing you up to his face before nuzzling into your neck.

You cup the reptilian's face, kissing him. He smiles against your lips, pressing his... skin against your lips. He hummed before shaking his head. 'Oh what a fool I've become, well, for them at least' he thinks to himself before heading to the nearest shaking cipher.

"Just this once, I'll go friendly because," he paused, perching you on his arms as he leapt through the air, landing near the cipher. "I wish to spend more time with you. Oh, and tell your teammates, please" he winced, remembering the gleam of the coordinator's flare gun.

#lawless.writes #idv.writing #idv wu chang x reader #idv fan wujiu #idv xie bian #idv violinist x reader #idv antonio x reader #idv evil reptilian x reader #idv luchino x reader #idv luchino diruse x reader #idv xie bian x reader #idv fan wujiu x reader

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teabreakpancakes · 10 months

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Opinion on the new hunter? I haven't met her yet in my matches soooo (ok but she's pretty tho-)

i watched some gameplay and damn- shes hard to play T-T BUT SHES RLLY PRETTY, hitbox is as bad as geisha's tho

#lawless.rants

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teabreakpancakes · 10 months

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Hi! Recently discovered your writings and I absolutely love them, especially because I couldn't find a lot of them

Can I make a request? I'll understand if you decline, it's alright, don't worry

May I make a request with Luchino Diruse (more specifically, Evil Reptilian) where there is going to be a new hunter, and turns out they are his past protégé that, oops, mutated like he did. To sum up, fluff with Luchino that discovers that new hunter is indeed his, you can say, friend

Thank you if you'll agree! I understand of you'll decline

Bye, take care, and have a good day!

A Familiar Face Luchino Diruse & GN Hunter Reader

I do think OC would be better because i describe how they look ^^;

Genre: Fluff

Luchino Diruse wasn't one for relationships, be it platonic or romantic. You were an anomaly wedged into his seemless life, and yet, you were a welcome one at that. From conducting research together, spending time outside of work and daily visits, there were countless things that were altered about his routine.

You, his pupil, were ten years younger than him!, meeting your professor at the curious age of 12. Eager as you were, the professor found it difficult to shut down such interest; he allowed you to stick around, as long as you remained safe at least. He surmised that you would eventually lose interest in his study but to his surprise, you stuck around, doing your best to befriend him.

You could not have been more boastful about having such a brilliant teacher, despite him not having taken you in as his protege yet. In fact, upon having declared you as such, you tilted your head to the side, asking him, "What's that?"—he of course found this endearing at that time. He was still a student at that time and he had no clue about how long your interest would last, but he vowed to make you his protege some day.

But such a good thing came to an end when he decided to head to the manor, leaving his friend behind.

The reptilian hunter scowls, visibly annoyed as he was ushered into the living room. "Is my attendance of utmost importance for you to have interrupted my research?" he sighed out, massaging the area between his eyes. His tail swished towards the survivor in a somewhat threatening manner.

Freddy rolled his eyes, "Had I the choice, the thought of approaching you would've never crossed my mind" he replied coldly. "The owner of the manor told us that your presence was necessary; the new hunter is apparently related to you after all." the lawyer informs, stopping in front of a door. "Head inside, we were told that only you would enter the room" Freddy spoke one last time before turning on his heel and walking away.

The Herpetologist stares inquisitively at the door, as if trying to look through the opaque object in order to get a hint about just who exactly this hunter was. 'An old colleague perhaps? a student? who could it possibly be? if it's a friend then I doubt it's (Name), I was told they moved after I disappeared, although, they did take my personal belongings with them' he pondered, fondness painting his features as they softened at the thought of his lovely protege. You were one of his professor's children, a kid that often came with their parent just to see their work. You often pestered your parent to bring you with them just to spend time with Luchino, my, such a troublemaker you were he chuckled lightly.

His claws wrapped around the doorknob, hesitation heavy as he thought about who could be standing behind the door, 'Could this be one of the owner's tricks? there's a possibility there will be no one in the room once I open this door but I wouldn't find out until I opened it' he paused, sighing heavily before pushing the door open.

Dark orange eyes pierce into the back of a crisp white lab coat. Before him stood a hunter roughly around the same height as Bloody Queen, with long raven and chalk coloured locks that cascaded down their slender figure. Test tubes filled with glowing liquid hanged from their waist, along with various lab apparatuses.

The hunter turns sharply on their heel with a toothy grin, "Why hello, old friend, or should I say, Prof" the hunter greeted with a friendly tone that sent the mutant a wave of nostalgia. (Name) whistled as they stared up at him, "You sure are a sight to behold, you are just ginormous!" the researcher exclaimed.

Luchino gaped, barely capable of uttering a single word. "Y, You're—" he stumbles, blinking repeatedly, as if incapable of processing your sudden appearance. The other hunter laughs airily, "I've missed you Luchino, I've been searching for you ever since your disappearance, all while balancing work too" they spoke, approaching him with lithe steps, wrapping their arms around him.

Luchino lowers himself, pulling them into his body. "... I've missed you, s, so so much" he replies, a soft smile finding it's way on his face.

#lawless.writes #idv.writing #idv x gn reader #idv x reader #idv luchino #idv luchino diruse x reader #idv evil reptilian x reader #idv luchino x reader

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