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[no1eyedressfan]

IMPURITIES 2

“Impurities, show you my impurities.”

Part 2. (Istg if tumblr doesn’t make this appear on the tags i’m going to kms)

WARNINGS: SMUT. PART1

• Gynecologist!Chishiya x afab!Reader

You’ve been going to the gynecologist since you were around fifteen years old. The first time being for the painful periods that you wanted to treat with medicines. You only got a bad memory from it. Your first experience being an old woman who was way too quick and not focused on her work, left a mark within you.

Now… your last time was really interesting… If we could say that.

But a year ago, two of your colleagues talked to you about a miraculous doctor that one of them was seeing.

When you think about it, you feel sad. What if what he did last time does it with his other patients?

After hours of inner debates, you finally decided to make an appointment with your gynecologist. So you sighed loudly as you thought about the option of maybe changing doctors, how could you look at him again after what happened?!

The following day consisted in you overthinking the situation and questioning your decision, did you have to shave or not and other silly questions, to a point where you were wondering if you should cancel the date.

How could you have spent so many time without properly getting dicked down by someone?

I mean, you had some laids here and there, but they felt nothing like what Chishiya made you feel.

You used to hate having to go to the gynecologist! It is not exactly the most comfortable position to be in; with your feet in the stirrups and your entire vagina on show for a stranger to look at and probe around in.

But you have to. You need to get a new prescription for your birth control pills and your doctor, Dr. Chishiya, mentioned that it would be a good idea to examine you first, even though, it hasn’t been a lot since your last appointment.

It’s a Wednesday morning, so the office is seemingly quiet. You found yourself waiting for your gynecologist to call you.

You watch as the big clock on the wall changes positions from 11:03 to 11:05. You have been here for fifteen minutes but somehow it feels like an hour.

In the distance you can hear a door opening and closing, heavy footsteps carrying in the opposite direction of the waiting room, but you do not pay much attention to it because the secretary starts to speak to you.

“Dr.Chishiya is ready to see you now,” she tells you and starts leading you towards his office. But you don’t follow her.

Shit. Get up. Walk walk walk. It’s okay. Just some prescriptions and bye bye.

Leading you inside, she shuts the door behind you, “You can go ahead and take a seat on the exam table,” she points out and you jump up on the edge of it, your feet no longer touching the ground.

She rolls a small steel stable towards you, a tray of various instruments laying on it. You swallow hard when you see them, only recognizing the speculum and the gel. The tingling feeling returns to your body. This is normally the part where you get incredibly nervous – even more so than you were before entering the room. Seeing all the instruments laid out, ready to be used… You want to throw up.

“I’ll give you some privacy to undress and then Dr.Chishiya will come in about five minutes, okay?”

God please send me 6ft under pleaseplease. “Alright..” You nod.

You undress. Taking off everything except your socks and fold it neatly to put it on the small chair next to the table, you suddenly feel way too cold and exposed under the small gown. It brings memories to your body of how little you felt when the speculum and his fingers were deep in-

The lump in your throat sinks to your stomach where it lies heavy as the door opens.

Shit.

“Alright, (Y/N)…Ah, it’s okay if I call you that isn’t it?” he asked, making sure it was alright for him to call you by your first name, even if it was already a little late for that.

“Yeah, sure,” you smiled cordially, but also nervously.

“So how’s everything?” he questioned, clicking around the computer screen with his mouse.

“Everything has been fine. I’m just here for the check up and that’s all” you stated, your hands fidgeting with the light blue hospital gown..

“Alright,” you saw his head appear from behind the monitor, “So I’m guessing you have a boyfriend, that’s why you’re on birth control, right?” He sounded more serious now, was this his way to see if you have a boyfriend?

“I mean… Yes i’m on birth control, but not because I have a boyfriend.” You chuckled when you saw his shoulders untense.

Okay, get back into what you came here for. No more talking.

“Okay then,” he smirked, “If you would be so kind as to follow me to the inspection room then.”

Oh my god, nonono.

“Okay” You gave him a little smile.

You entered the space and closed the curtain behind you with your heart beating like crazy. This is only a check up. Calm down. Surely he doesn’t remember.

And there you are. You do remembered who Dr. Chishiya Shuntaro and what happened last appointment.

You shivered a little and went to lie down on the cold leather seat. You breathed out as you looked at the white ceiling. Your ears started to be on alert as you heard fumbling noises, water running down and hands rubbing with soap before the click of gloves.

“Okay, i’m going to touch you now..” He said, you’re sure he had that smirk, even though when he said this it almost sounded like a whisper.

Fighting the urge to jump out of the damn chair and close your legs, you just shut your eyes closed as you tried to empty your mind. Thinking about the chores waiting for you at home, how his fingers felt the last time, when they were deep inside your- Shit.

A sudden moan left your mouth. Your eyes widened in shock to the obscene sound that you just made “I am so sorry” you apologized.

SHIT. Not this again.

His index finger pressed once again on your clitoris with little tapping movement, providing your needy bud with some friction and making you wiggle lightly. He then took a speculum and pushed in against your entrance without any warning. You swear it feels better than the last time. And this time he did it intentionally. Stop.

You closed your eyes, anticipating the coming intrusion. Lifting a brow and opening an eye you looked at him by lifting your head and saw how his hand was going back and forth.

“D-did it get in?” you asked, unable to hide the surprise in your tone.

“Yes, it did” he chuckled “Sorry, I didn’t say it” he paused, leaving the speculum in your core, making you feel full, slightly moving it to the right. “But you were dripping...so it was easy” he confessed.

You couldn’t do this anymore, you started to get your feet off the chair. But his firm hands kept you in place on the spot.

“Where do you think you’re going now?” he chuckled lowly “I’m here to do my job on you and you need my help so please... he said before drawing down the curtain so that they were just under your breasts.

You didn’t get time to do or say anything when you suddenly felt bare digits rub against your folds, toying your clit. The moan that escaped you next was louder than intended. But his kisses didn’t let you moan anymore.

“We shouldn’t do this” You mumbled.

“I know, but I couldn’t stop thinking about you and this pussy, it left me wanting for more.” He said putting more pressure on your sensitive nub and taking the speculum out of you.

He didn’t pay attention to your cries and kept on with his ministrations. A low chuckle resonated in the cold room.

“On all fourth now please” he demanded.

As you positioned yourself as asked you felt the fresh air of the aircon caress your blazing body and the slap on your ass that left it burning. Anticipating his next move you flinched a little and moved forward to escape another slap on your behind. But it never came. In fact, you didn’t feel anything but only heard noises like a drawer being opened and closed, then a foil-like sound.

“Now I would like to fuck you, would that be okay with you Miss?” he asked nonchalantly, making you gasp at his abrupt and crude sentence.

“Please… Do it…” you said quietly, “I need you”

He only groaned before unzipping his trousers. He then positioned himself at your entrance, spreading your legs wider for him to enter you.

“God you’re really dripping” he said, letting down all formalities.

With one swift push of his hips, he entered your needy and warm core, both of your groans resonating in the room.

Just as he thrust a particularly hard stroke you felt a fabric against your bare back, the material of his blouse. He was still dressed. That idea disappointed you somehow, but you couldn’t mind it too much as his movements were driving you wild just as much as his filthy words.

With one last hard thrust, he obeyed and helped you position yourself on your back, in your original posture. As your eyes met, you were blinded by his beauty, how dark his gaze was, some of his hair was sticking to his forehead and his lips were parted as he looked you up and down.

Indeed, you couldn’t even see his dick in his standing position as it was hidden by his coat, only seeing the form of it, straining against the piece of clothing.

But as he looked at you it’s like he caught on and he quickly took off all the garments that were on him and came back between your legs, not letting you the time to waste. Then he entered you again at the slowest pace possible.

“F-faster please doctor..” You moaned.

“Shuntaro. Call me by my name.” He groaned with one specific thrust that made both of you see stars. He stopped his thrust before going back to the quick pace he had before.

“Yes, yes Shuntaro! OH MY- fuck..” you moaned, feeling your climax approaching.

Moaning louder and scratching at his back you tried to make him understand that it was getting too much to handle, you clenched around him until he came too and that was it, you felt the hard and intense wave of your orgasm shake all your being as he kept his assault on your neck, clit and inside your pussy.

He pulled out, cleaning you up and dressing again.

“Mmm, I think we need another date, since it seems you still have some problems Miss. What about if we talk about it at 4:00 pm at the Lavender Café?”

“Is this you asking me out?” You chucked as you saw his ears getting red.

“Maybe?” He laughed.

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Dear Tumblr:

For the love of god, PLEASEEEE, please, make this post appear on the tags. I’m not asking you, i’m BEGGIN YOU. PLEASEPLASEPLASE

[no1eyedressfan]

Can I request a chishiya x reader fic where reader is “pure” innocent on the outside, but in a game he sees her true intelligence and manipulative abilities and confronts her about it? Sorry if this is weird and specific lmaooo

THIS IS A RLY GOOD REQUEST OMG

Purely "innocent"

You were so innocent and sweet everyone in the beach loved you!.

But when you were in games your ego and personality changed instantly,

You were Crazy, Chaotic, deranged.

You were manipulating a certain person in random game

Telling them they would survive in your care with your "sweet" and "innocent" act

They didn't.

You planned this out like a crazy psychopath,

Chishiya was amused.

You didn't even know that chishiya found out about your deranged hobby.

Chishiya confronted you and you were trying to refuse, obviously it failed.

He was gonna ruin your reputation.

You were afraid of being blackmailed, you were worried that your reputation loss might lead into danger.

You were a sensitive person

Reputation loss would lead into big trouble.

You and chishiya made a deal

Chishiya would keep it a secret IF you partner up with him in the borderlands.

(I'm just gonna say that you guys were a power duo)

(SORRY FOR THE BAD GRAMMAR AND STUFF THIS WAS KINDA HARD TO WRITE BUT I LOVE THIS REQUEST

Sry if this isn't the idea you were looking forward to)

[no1eyedressfan]

Can I request a chishiya x reader fic where reader is “pure” innocent on the outside, but in a game he sees her true intelligence and manipulative abilities and confronts her about it? Sorry if this is weird and specific lmaooo

THIS IS A RLY GOOD REQUEST OMG

Purely "innocent"

You were so innocent and sweet everyone in the beach loved you!.

But when you were in games your ego and personality changed instantly,

You were Crazy, Chaotic, deranged.

You were manipulating a certain person in random game

Telling them they would survive in your care with your "sweet" and "innocent" act

They didn't.

You planned this out like a crazy psychopath,

Chishiya was amused.

You didn't even know that chishiya found out about your deranged hobby.

Chishiya confronted you and you were trying to refuse, obviously it failed.

He was gonna ruin your reputation.

You were afraid of being blackmailed, you were worried that your reputation loss might lead into danger.

You were a sensitive person

Reputation loss would lead into big trouble.

You and chishiya made a deal

Chishiya would keep it a secret IF you partner up with him in the borderlands.

(I'm just gonna say that you guys were a power duo)

(SORRY FOR THE BAD GRAMMAR AND STUFF THIS WAS KINDA HARD TO WRITE BUT I LOVE THIS REQUEST

Sry if this isn't the idea you were looking forward to)

#alice in borderland #chishiya shuntaro #chishiya #chishiya x reader #new writers on tumblr #new writer boost #aib

[no1eyedressfan]

Requests r open!

I write for:

Yandere sim

Genshin

Aib

Pjsekai (no smut for pjsekai characters)

Headcanons and drabbles

More Info here 😵

#requests are open #alice in borderland #new writer boost #new writers on tumblr #genshin headcanons #genshin impact #project sekai #scaramouche x reader #chishiya x reader

[no1eyedressfan]

Imagine..

You were kyuma's bandmate

Y'all had a huge crush on eachother and when y'all were in the king of clubs game and y'all were about to lose so u guys spent the time before u die having sex in one of shipping containers ‼️

#alice in borderland #alice in borderlands smut #ginji kyuma #aib kyuma #kyuma x reader #kyuma imagine

[no1eyedressfan]

HELLO!! New writer here so if y'all wanna request the info is down below

INFO ABOUT ME:

My name is Lunar Draconia!

I am 19 (childish for my age tbh 😭)

I love the color purple

I like stars and moons

Scaramouche supremacy

Chishiya is my husband real

I am a female

The Weeknd fan 😂

Rules:

I will not write minor x adult

No character x character (sry)

Headcanons and drabbles only

Things I write:

Fluff, Angst to comfort (I can't handle full angst 😂), Fluff, yandere behavior

Headcanons and drabbles and short fics only

(I'm only practicing and stuff lol)

Characters/shows I write for:

YANDERE SIM

Genshin

Aib

Pjsekai (no smut since they r minors)

CHARACTER X READER

Things I can't rly write (but I'll try my best):

Dom Reader

Sub character (depends who)

Mlm Flf

DNI LIST 😟:

Niragi fans/hj🤬

Homophobes

Racists

Proshippers..

#new writers on tumblr #new writer boost #writerblr

[no1eyedressfan]

HELLO!! New writer here so if y'all wanna request the info is down below

INFO ABOUT ME:

My name is Lunar Draconia!

I am 19 (childish for my age tbh 😭)

I love the color purple

I like stars and moons

Scaramouche supremacy

Chishiya is my husband real

I am a female

The Weeknd fan 😂

Rules:

I will not write minor x adult

No character x character (sry)

Headcanons and drabbles only

Things I write:

Fluff, Angst to comfort (I can't handle full angst 😂), Fluff, yandere behavior

Headcanons and drabbles and short fics only

(I'm only practicing and stuff lol)

Characters/shows I write for:

YANDERE SIM

Genshin

Aib

Pjsekai (no smut since they r minors)

CHARACTER X READER

Things I can't rly write (but I'll try my best):

Dom Reader

Sub character (depends who)

Mlm Flf

DNI LIST 😟:

Niragi fans/hj🤬

Homophobes

Racists

Proshippers..

#Spotify #genshin headcanons #genshin impact #aib #aib season 2 #aib season 1 #alice in borderland #scaramouche x reader #chishiya x reader #chishiya shuntaro #scaramouche #new writers on tumblr #new writer boost

[no1eyedressfan]

Seesaw ; Scaramouche [Kunikuzushi]

Scaramouche x Gn!Reader

Cw: Angst, Character Death(?), Obsession, Toxic Relationship, Coping, & Scara /hj.

— With your passing, The Balladeer seems to spend his days isolated with nothing but you on mind as he reminisces your time spent together. Realizing how messed up he treated you, he bids you this final letter, laying it down softly on your coffin, scared that even if an inch of his skin touch, it will result in an endless thunderstorms.

— Inspired by The Song "Trivia 轉 : Seesaw".

a/n: this is my first time posting on here, please be kind and share your thoughts !! \(^w^;\)

To my beloved, Y/n/n.

Nothing could've saved this; Nothing could've saved us.

And when i thought everything was finally going back to place, as fast as it shattered the first time, the faster it became the second time. The calm waters shifted like tidal waves drowning me and taking you away from me.

It made me think of how useless i am, no matter how hard i held on, it's as if you never held on to me at all with how quick you've been freed from my grasp.

Playing a game of seesaw is useless when there's no one there to face me like you do, Your eyes staring at me like an empty shell was the last thing i remember when the waves took you away from me.

Maybe i was the reason, I kept playing this game of seesaw between us, with the highs there were always lows yet you were the only one hurting by giving me all the highs that could be there possible and i let you without thinking of your sake in mind.

Never freeing you from my grasp since i found you must've been suffocating, Though i fear we're bounded by the red string that scatters throughout the ocean we created and if the day you come back to me happens, i'll let you go and cut this dreaded string but i need to see you once more, my beloved.

All i've done was bring you misery yet i can't seem to let go, my heart and mind burns for you, is it so hard to be with me? I'm guilty and i hate that i can't let you go...why can't you just be with me?

I'm haunted by the mistreatment that happened to you because of me. I'm haunted that i'll never see you smile again because of me. I'm haunted by your presence surrounding me in this burning casket of yours floating through our ocean.

I can't sleep without you seeping through my memories and leaves me awake for hours. When i fall asleep you're the only thing i see. When i awake i'm faced with the reality that i've pushed you away when i thought i was loving you the whole time.

I never understood my love, why did you have to leave me? why didn't you hold on?

I feel like a coin and its two sides, one completely understanding the reason why you didn't hold on for more and one completely distraught by the horror of you leaving with no reasons why.

Should i blame you? Should i blame myself? Am i living a delusion? Were you even real?

Questions past through my brain like an infomercial passing through faster and faster by the second.

Though if you find yourself back to me, i'm scared that this cycle will just repeat itself. I don't want to hurt you any longer, i've hurted you for so long that i can't even imagine how you managed to still smile at me despite how rash and disgusting i treated you.

You should've hurt me, you should've broke my heart, you should've left the minute i did you wrong, and you should've lived life without me invading it. As this burning casket eats me alive, i wish you well and may you find peace when you reconnect back to my broken pieces, no longer there to hurt you any more than the damage i already did.

I love you, my beloved, rest peacefully in a place where i'm no longer.

Yours 'till eternity,

Kuni.

[no1eyedressfan]

Faceless Ayato on his way to eat you🌚

[no1eyedressfan]

sobbuing

ANYWAYS TYSM FOR THUS

ARCHON QUEST SPOILERS!

Your older brother isn’t a good person. Fatui Harbingers don’t tend to be. As the Sixth—well, what do you expect?

You may be a century or so younger than him, your mother’s second failure, the true eternity she’d been searching for trapped in a child’s body, but that doesn’t mean you lack a brain, or a nose, or a set of ears. When they scream, you hear them. When he snaps, you hear him. When he calls you into his office so you can tell him about your day, you pick up on the tang of blood. It hits your nose every time. So does the residue electricity, dancing across your skin and making your hair stand on end. You know, every time.

(Whether he’s aware of this, you’re not sure. Maybe he is. Maybe he isn’t. You don’t ask, only clutch the stuffed animal tighter in your arms and ignore how your older brother smells like the dead every time you meet him.)

But look, now: Kunikuzushi may not be a good person, but he’s the best brother.

He presses your face into his side when you’ve run into trouble and he’s had to cause a scene. A hat that wobbles atop your head, a veil that’s pulled across your eyes. Two hands that cover your own, these gestures warm with familiarity. Kunikuzushi snaps, “Are you stupid, getting yourself into trouble like that? Can you not keep your mouth shut for the one moment I’m gone? You’re the one who wanted to come with me, so behave yourself.” You don’t take the sharpness of his tongue to heart, nor the scowl as he berates you. It had hurt at first, but not for long. Now, these make you smile.

He takes you from the shrine maiden with sly eyes and two pink, swishing tails, when he hears of your birth—your creation. Back then he’d been like you: too sweet, too kind, too sensitive to the uncertainties of life’s transcience. He too had been fragile in nature and wide-eyed at the wonders of humanity, quick to cry in the face of betrayal.

Well, betrayals. Three.

You hadn’t been there for the first two, when he had lost his mother and his friend in the span of a century. But the last one, you’d witnessed. Kunikuzushi’s third; your second. The boy’s death had been the last string.

(Yes, you think. He falls before you. This is one of the few things we have left in common.

Of course, out of all things, it is this: The three betrayals it takes for Eternity’s puppets to snap.

You didn’t mean to see it. Him. Your brother. The Balladeer.

Kunikuzushi, reaching for your mother’s gnosis.

It’s been centuries since you’ve seen him so vulnerable. If not for the Fatui, maybe you would’ve seen him like so more, but the Snezhnayan organization had hardened him. Turned him bitter, cunning. Not towards you, of course (never you, his precious little sibling) but you saw when he spoke down to others. So condescending, holding his position over their heads. So demanding.

You get the feeling that if they saw him now, they would laugh.

He’s hanging from the tubes of the robot The Doctor built for him and he looks so desperate. (He looks like the puppet he always tells you he’s not, but this time, the strings are Dottore’s, not your mother’s.)

It’s useless to strain for it now—even you know that. Even if it’s not yet in her hands, Sumeru’s god has already won. You can tell that much by how hoarse his voice has become.

Your older brother has been reduced to cries once more.

“That’s mine!” Kunikuzushi roars. You startle, stumble back. He hasn’t noticed you yet. “Don’t even try—!”

“A kid?” you hear from your right, and you see—yes. The Traveller. “What’s a kid doing here?”

You look over, open your mouth to answer, but then you hear him quiet. Your brother has gone silent. Your eyes shoot up.

His strings have snapped.

“Kun—” You catch yourself as you stumble forward. “Scaramouche! Brother!”

He is falling.

Just this once, you plead, help him. Help him. She made him, but she made you too. She made you, you’re her eternity, so surely—

Something gloved latches ’round your arm and you’re pulled back. Stop, you think to cry, but don’t. Why are you stopping me? Don’t do that!

You don’t turn though, only fight against its hold, claw at the fabric and the hand it’s slipped over—Please!

In your frustration, you give one last lunge forward.

And finally, he sees you. (But look, on his face—has it twisted in regret?)

You cry, “Broth—!”

And—too late. The crash is unbearably loud.

The fall has already ended.

[no1eyedressfan]

PLEASE I NEED SOMEONE TO MAKE A FANFIC ABOUT BEING SCARAMOUCHIES LITTLE SIBLING AND SEEING SCARAMOUCHUIE ALMOST DYING FROM FALLING DOWN HIS BIG ROBOT SOMETHING LIKE THAT

#scaramouche x reader #angst to comfort

[no1eyedressfan]

𝐘𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐂𝐲𝐧𝐨 - 𝗖𝗮𝗽𝘁𝗶𝘃𝗮𝘁𝗲𝗱🍓

- 𝘠𝘰𝘶’𝘳𝘦 𝘴𝘶𝘮𝘦𝘳𝘶’𝘴 𝘮𝘢𝘵𝘤𝘩-𝘮𝘢𝘬𝘦𝘳, 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘱𝘭𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶’𝘷𝘦 𝘱𝘢𝘪𝘳𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰𝘨𝘦𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘨𝘰𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘯 𝘢𝘭𝘰𝘯𝘨 𝘴𝘸𝘪𝘮𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘭𝘺. 𝘉𝘶𝘵 𝘥𝘦𝘴𝘱𝘪𝘵𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵, 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥𝘯’𝘵 𝘣𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳𝘴𝘦𝘭𝘧 𝘵𝘰 𝘮𝘢𝘵𝘤𝘩 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳𝘴𝘦𝘭𝘧 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘭𝘰𝘯𝘨-𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦 𝘤𝘳𝘶𝘴𝘩. 𝘚𝘰 𝘩𝘦 𝘵𝘢𝘬𝘦𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘪𝘯𝘪𝘵𝘪𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘷𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘥𝘰𝘦𝘴 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘫𝘰𝘣 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘺𝘰𝘶.

....

𝐀𝐭𝐭𝐢𝐜𝐮𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞; (They/Them)

𝘛𝘰 𝘮𝘢𝘬𝘦 𝘶𝘱 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘊𝘺𝘯𝘰 𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘴𝘵 𝘐 𝘸𝘳𝘰𝘵𝘦 𝘢 𝘧𝘦𝘸 𝘥𝘢𝘺𝘴 𝘢𝘨𝘰, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘳𝘺 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘨𝘦𝘵 𝘢𝘤𝘳𝘰𝘴𝘴 𝘮𝘺 𝘸𝘳𝘪𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘴 𝘣𝘭𝘰𝘤𝘬 <3

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“Don’t you wish you had a lover of your own?”

If you had one more for every time someone asked you that question, you would have enough to buy the whole Akademiya. That question was met with some rather automatic responses

“Not really”

“I haven’t even thought of having a lover of my own”

“There’s no one I have my eyes on”

“I feel more happy when I help people find someone who they can love”

Etc. etc. sometimes it was the truth, but other times you were just lying to yourself. After all, you did have your eyes on someone. But so did someone else. Nilou, your best friend, also had a crush on the guy you had a crush on. So you couldn’t bring yourself to try and match you and him together.

“(Name)? Are you going to answer my question?”

Ah yes, the man in question, Cyno, General Mahamatra, was the guy you both had a crush on. Right now the both of you were taking a stroll in the alleyways of Sumeru city after watching Nilou’s performance.

“(Name)?”

“Hm? Oh yea sorry, I actually haven’t thought of having a lover myself, match-making people make me feel more complete”

Gosh that was way too automatic to be the truth. You had no doubt he saw though you, he was very perceptive. And that was what you liked about him sadly.

“Hm.. well I actually have a question.”

Your heart raced, secretly hoping he would confess his love for you. But then you realised. You couldn’t accept his confession -if that was his question-, what would Nilou say?

“Oh? What’s up Cyno?”

“…will you… be mine?”

Your heart stopped.

“I’ve been in love with you for years and, I’ve seen how you look at the couples you match, I know your longing for a relationship, and so am I, I want to be in a relationship with you (Name), so please?

You couldn’t help the blush creeping on your cheeks, you couldn’t help but open your mouth to say yes, but then, again, you remembered… you took in a deep breath

“I’m sorry.. Cyno… I… it’s not that I don’t want a relationship, it’s just.. I think you would be better with … Nilou?.. a-and… I have my eyes on someone else?”

You sucked at lying. But what you said wasn’t really a lie anyway, to get over your crush on Cyno you and an Eremite guard had started talking, he was introduced to you by a mutual friend and off the bat was sweet, yet awkward. Definitely your type.

“…”

You realised Cyno was awfully quiet. He had stopped walking and had his head down. That in itself was a bad sign.

“Cyno..? Hey, trust me you and Nilou-“

“I don’t want Nilou.”

“I know you don’t want Nilou but she wants you and I really do think that-“

“Is it that one Eremite Guard that’s causing you to reject me as well?”

Now that caught you off guard.

“Cyno- what does Arisam have to do with this?”

“So it is. I knew I should have just killed him when I had the chance.”

Your blood went cold. Kill? What does he mean kill? You took a step back, the alleyway becoming more cold and dark,

“Cyno, please respect my decision, I don’t-“

“I had to get through all those people. And you still rejected me. I guess I should’ve just taken you from the beginning.”

You were pinned against the alley wall, despite your thoughts telling you to book it out of there, you couldn’t help how you wanted this.

But your reason outweighed your emotions and you pushed Cyno away away with a burst of cryo and ran to the entrance.

You should’ve never thought it would be that easy. He was the General Mahamatra after all.

You felt a weight on your back as your body slammed into the ground, making you violently cough,

“Now my love, please don’t run away. Everything’s going to be just fine. Go to sleep and you’ll feel better tomorrow.”

You were about to reply when your vision turned black.

…

Cyno stared at your unconscious body in his arm. Snapping his fingers an Eremite Guard appeared out of the shadows of the alleyway.

“Tell Arisam to meet me in my office tomorrow. There’s something I would like to discuss with him.”

The guard nodded, and disappeared again into the shadows. Cyno’s face then erupted in a deep blush. A loopy smile growing on his face.

“I can’t believe I have you all to myself now~ I’ve been dreaming of having you in my arms for a loooong time my beloved~”

He pressed his face into your neck, inhaling your scent and giving desperate kisses.

Cyno had you all to himself. Sure you would remember the things he did to you in the alleyway, but he could always get Tighnari to mix up something that would make you forget your memories for a bit like he would with his darling.

After all, you didn’t need to remember the times where you couldn’t find a few pairs of underwear, or the time where you felt someone watching you in your sleep, or the time you heard a click of a kamera every time you took a shower.

Cyno sighed as he made his way out of the alley. If anyone asked he could just say you fell asleep and he was carrying you back home and no one would be the wiser. And he could also say you decided to move to Mondstadt or something if they question your disappearance. He smiled.

“I’m going to take sure good care of you my dear~”

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