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haejjoon · 6 months
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how i imagine their dynamic to be
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masuchu · 3 months
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“𝐈𝐓 𝐈𝐒 𝐅𝐎𝐑 𝐒𝐇𝐄 𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐂𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐑𝐘 𝐁𝐋𝐄𝐄𝐃𝐒” [GENSHIN MEN]
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ways that the genshin men fuck you on your period ‧₊˚
genre. filthy smut, period sex, mentions of blood (obv), mentions of overstim (childe), cunnilingus (childe), mentions of punishment sort of, body worship (kaveh), sort of brat taming ?? (wriothesley) reader is femaleeeee
characters. childe, zhongli, kaveh, wriothesley
love, masu. aaaaaa i am on my period rn so this is so so self indulgent . it is also filthy . felt very very shameful writing this . (◞‸◟) neuvillette was also supposed to be in this but i have bigger plans for him …
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(公子) 𝐂𝐇𝐈𝐋𝐃𝐄 ‧₊˚
We all know Childe is a menace on the battlefield. Obsessed with combat, addicted to duelling. Can not form friendships without fighting the person first. Needless to say, his bloodlust is perpetual and never ending.
You never really expected it to traverse into the bedroom, though.
Childe looks feral. His eyes are wide and hungry, unfocused and utterly hypnotised by your pussy. He presses a thumb into your clit, ignoring your cries and pleads of sensitivity, and watches as a large glob of blood ooze out of you.
“Ajax, please. M’ sensitive, it hurts…Agh!”
He completely ignores you. After a moment of intense staring, his mouth is back on your throbbing pussy, slurping both your juices and your blood. It is filthy, completely taboo. So why do you like it so much? Why are your thighs clamping down onto his head, as though you wanted to squeeze him into nothing? Why are your moans echoing and rattling the room, surprising even yourself with the depth and pitch of them?
You are broken out of your daydreams by a malevolent bite on your clit. A compressing pain spikes across your body, yet with it comes such an addicting pleasure that your pleads become garbled and unintelligible.
“Ajax, please! Too much, please, please, p—please!”
“What are you begging for, pretty girl? You get what you’re given. Now, fancy shutting your pretty mouth before I shut it for you? Feel free to stop wriggling too!”
You can tell that the pause he took from devouring you angered him immensely, and though his words were spoken as if he was asking nicely, you know him.
You know him well enough to know he would not hesitate to ruin you if you didn’t listen.
“God, your blood is so pretty. Would never hurt you, so let me have this, yeah? Makes me so fucking horny, you don’t understand.”
And with that he is back to devouring you. Your wide eyes peer down and find that he is in fact, not looking at you. No, his attention is entirely on his meal. Blood is smeared all over his face, making him look so horribly sexy. It pains you to admit it. His pupils are dilated, you only just now notice his nails digging into your hips. Keeping you anchored on the bed. Keeping you vulnerable for him.
You think— as best as you can in your state— on his words. Of course, the throb in your core and desperation to cum makes you biased, but you conclude that maybe you should let him have this. He is focused on you, so the worst you will deal with is a few more orgasms than necessary, right?
You know what they say, never make decisions while you’re horny!
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(钟离) 𝐙𝐇𝐎𝐍𝐆𝐋𝐈 ‧₊˚
Zhongli loves you unconditionally. His love neither wavers nor falters, no matter what challenges the two of you face together. May it morph and evolve? Of course, but it is firm and loyal to you. And only ever to you.
So what does he care that you are on your period? He is still hungry— greedy — for you, and no amount of blood will stop him from having your sweet pussy sheathed on his cock.
“Zhongli, you really don’t have too— Ngh..”
The man in question presses a thumb onto your lips, effectively quieting you and leaving you shy and flushing. Hips roll up into you once more, his length hitting exactly where you love it. His eyes burn into you, filled with infatuation and lust. How is it possible that those eyes are locked onto you, of all people? You don’t dare question it, an endless fear of jinxing it.
“Do not have to what? I do not have to love my partner? To pleasure them, hm? I would rather lose everything than never be able to have you like this again, my dear.”
Zhongli’s hips roll into you again at the most opportune time; damn tease, he knows how much his tender words get to you. Unable to do much but take his punctual thrusts as and when they come, you wrap you arms around his neck and nuzzle into his chest. His own palms find themselves gripping your waist, carefully lifting you up with ease and hauling you down again, slamming his cock into you at the same time. The feeling paralyses you, but the worry of your blood still lingers in your mind.
“Are you sure you don’t mind? My blood will get every—Oh!” It’s a vexatious thing he does often, silencing you. Divesting you of your ability to speak coherently, and enkindling your heart slowly and maliciously. You aren’t sure you have ever finished a sentence he hasn’t wanted to hear. Not in bed, at least.
“I have seen enough blood in my days. Though, I am admittedly much more pleased to see yours in this way, rather than another. Do not worry yourself, I want to ravish you always. A little bit of blood will not put me off.”
At this his hips resume at a much faster pace, splitting you open on himself with no care of your hoarse whimpers. With each frantic thrust, he breathes heavier and your body is bounced higher and faster. His hands are always there to guide you, dropping your aching body down onto him again, again, and again. You allow your moans to fall out of your mouth and reverberate throughout the room, not at all coherent enough to fathom the mountain of pleasure you are feeling, let alone the noises you are making. All your can think about is that delicious pressure building up inside of you, and the slam of his cock in and out.
Needless to say, new sheets were purchased the next morning. And it has been harder to doubt Zhongli’s love for all aspects of you ever since.
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(卡维) 𝐊𝐀𝐕𝐄𝐇 ‧₊˚
“Does this feel better? Tell me what you want, love, I’ll give it to you.”
Kaveh’s fingers ruthlessly plunge into you, hitting places you didn’t even know existed. He had instructed you a few moments ago to hold your thighs for him, to allow him easier access. It didn’t register that it meant not only you couldn’t hold back your obscene moans, but also that he could bury himself so deep into you that you could taste him.
“You’re so beautiful like this… I wish I could sketch you. Another time. Keep moaning for me, pretty.”
The blonde in question had felt horrible all day. When he saw you occasionally hobble out of your room, hands gripping your stomach in attempt to stop the pain, his frown sunk deeper into his face. He had brought you everything you asked: ice cream, water, medication, kisses, new towels. Every deed was appreciated, but he couldn’t help wanting to do more. To take the pain away like a lover should.
A fitting explanation for how you found yourself in missionary with Kaveh’s fingers ambushing your pussy like no tomorrow, hm?
The blond in question traces his free hand along your shuddering body— squeezing any plush skin there is to squeeze, caressing absolutely anywhere you will allow him. Eyebrows furrowed, eyes concentrated. His pays attention to every beauty mark, every curve, every detail.
“Fuck, you’re so beautiful. Every part of you is provocative, you know. Can’t believe this body of yours was in such pain, it’s cruel!”
His delicate fingers thrust into you again, such pretty hands turning you into a mess. It’s a humorous juxtaposition, really. His effortless beauty, and you— a moaning heap, heaving and sniffling like a whore. He wouldn’t agree, you knew he wouldn’t.
Before you can even contemplate how dirty and blooded his fingers will be, let alone complain, his lips press into yours and strangles your cries in a passionate kiss. He is not usually a biter, but he nips your lower lip and watches in awe as it bounces back, swollen and jutted. He swears on the Seven that you will kill him one day. You’re too goddamn sexy!
“Had me running around all day, when all you needed was this? Don’t worry, I’m not complaining, baby. Would run—fuck, a million miles around Sumeru City if you asked me too.”
A second hand rubs at your clit. Your body has been pushed so far up the bed from his fingers, that when your back arches from the new sensation, your head slams into the headboard. Writhing, wriggling, screaming. Nothing frees you from him, from what he’s giving you. Both the fingers in you and on you continue their ministrations rapidly, and all at once, everything becomes nothing, and then too much. The taut string in you core snaps, and a flurry of arousal overcomes you entirely.
You ignore how Kaveh’s eyes widen, how he bites his lips and groans out a slow ‘Fuuuuck..’. You have no mind to worry about how you look right now, every bodily function betraying you as you lay lifelessly on the satin sheets. Mindlessly, your eyes attract like magnets to the beauty of a man still above you. Though, what you see immediately rekindles the flame of arousal in you.
Kaveh, his fingers in his own mouth. Sucking, slurping, devouring the lewd mixture of your blood and slick. It’s completely vulgar, almost foul. And yet you can’t help the way your mind goes crazy for the potential of having his dick inside you.
“Ngh, you taste so good on my fingers. Gotta make you do that again…”
“W—what did I do…?”
“You squirted, love.”
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(莱欧斯利) 𝐖𝐑𝐈𝐎𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐒𝐋𝐄𝐘 ‧₊˚
Don’t get him wrong, Wriothesley feels extremely sympathetic for you. He can’t imagine having to undergo what is often excruciating pain, bleeding heavily and treacherous mood swings on the daily. Not to mention on top of his regular workload! It’s hell on earth, he’s sure of it, and he will do anything in his power to make life even a smidge easier for you.
But he can only withstand so much of your bratty behaviour. Only so many ‘Ugh, you’re so annoying!’s before he starts to tick. You are in pain, yes, but it isn’t his fault! You can only bully him for so long before it begins to get under his skin.
“Just needed something to fill you up, huh? Does it make it feel better, sweetheart? You’ve certainly lost your— ngh, spark now.”
Wriothesley slams into you so hard you body writhes, and the bed you were thrown upon only a couple of minutes ago seems to disappear beneath you. A floating sensation engulfs you, and you grip the sheets in a fear of loosing all ground. A chuckle leaves his lip and taunts you, but you can’t imagine snapping back before he is, yet again, pounding into you and plundering all ability to breathe.
“Where’s that brattiness gone now, hm? If it’s still there, be sure to let me know. I’d be happy to fuck it out of you. Fuck, my cock is covered in your blood…”
The sight of your ichor coating his length entirely spurs him on, if his borderline monstrous thrusts are anything to go by. An overwhelming nothing settles in your brain, absolutely nothing except him, him, him, and the pleasure he is blessing you. Your lewd moans echo throughout the room, intensifying when his fingers travel down to press mean circles onto your clit. A divine surge of arousal flows through your body, and all at once, an orgasm swallows you whole.
“Cum for me, that’s it. Good girl.”
Lifelessly, your body flops onto the bed, no longer able to sustain the position on your hands and knees. With a few more bone rattling thrusts, Wriothesley finally reaches his peak and fills you up with his thick cum. He rides out his high with short little grinds, before joining you in succumbing to the comfort of the bed. The pads of his fingertips traces patterns along your arm before travelling up to caress your face. It’s hard to talk with the helplessly lovestruck and spent daze your brain is under, and with your face pushed into the pillow, but you meekly moan out;
“M’ sorry for shouting at you, Wrio. Didn’t mean it, I promise.”
“It’s perfectly okay, missy. Wouldn’t have an excuse to feel how tight you at this time if you didn’t.”
You scoff into the bed and let out a muffled insult, something along the lines of “dirty scoundrel.” Wriothesley pinches your hip, but he isn’t angry. He just chuckles breathily. The silence is tender and soft, until:
“Fuck, will this blood stain my clothes?”
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yumenosakiacademy · 5 months
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4.2 || Childe & Neuvillette Against The Narwhal
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mysticmiav · 22 days
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The endless saga of drawing him shirtless under the guise of pracficing anatomy continues✍️
If you saw me posting these earlier just now no you didn't
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licensedfool · 7 months
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the fact that lyney actually gets stage fright is so cute all that bravado is just a facade....meanwhile childe is just like omg he rocks my socks off
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skradio · 1 year
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upon us, no flowers grow
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mondaymelon · 5 months
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— 𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐮𝐦𝐧 𝐝𝐚𝐲𝐬 ♡
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໒꒱ || :feat~ albedo, kaeya, zhongli, childe, ayato, thoma, alhaitham, kaveh, wriothesley, neuvillette x gn!reader:
໒꒱ || notes: a new nation joins the mix !! please help there are too many what do i do when natlan appears?! ITS OKAY RAAAAH FLUFF FLUFF RAAHHH FLUFF CHILDE COMMITS MANSLAUGHTER AGAINST A FUCKING PUMPKIN RAHHHH @anonbinaryweirdo CHILDE IS BEING A SILLY ALL FOR YOU MWAH HApPY OLI DAY!!
ᴛᴀɢʟɪꜱᴛ (open!) : @manager-of-the-pudding-bank, @iamdedinside, @ilyuu, @achlysis, @swivy123, @solxima, @poweredbyghostadventures, @haliyamori
⤷ the seasons are changing, so let’s have some fun, shall we? ♡
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"Klee, don't run so fast..."
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ALBEDO sighed, yet his mouth curved upwards into a faint smile, one that could almost be mistaken as a laugh. Maybe it was. “Klee, if you’re going to run off like that, the Acting Grandmaster will certainly throw a fit about it.” There was little hope in soft threats against the child, but he had succeeded in capturing her attention, and she whipped around to look at the two of you, her bright beam dimming to a small pout.
“But Jean isn’t here! That means I can boom everything and she won’t put me in solitary confinement, right?” She gazed up fiercely at the two of you, her bold ruby eyes sparkling with daring excitement. The three of you had decided to take a little excursion to a nearby pumpkin farm at Jean’s insistence, saying that you especially had been overworking yourself with the new influx of tasks to do and that now they had stabilized, she could manage them for a day or two. She had been a little suspicious about it though, beaming the entire time and occasionally laughing at moments that weren’t remotely amusing. Her distracted gaze also kept glancing at Lisa, who had been shelving books with a devious smile. Just what is up with those two? You blamed it on the lack of sleep.
“Although…” she tilted her head, looking very thoughtful for a brief moment. “I’ll let you decide!” She ran over to you, clinging to your clothes with sparkling eyes. “What do you want to do? Just today, Spark Knight Klee will let you lead the adventure, ‘kay?” She was bouncing on her feet now, her expectant gaze a little too earnest.
“Klee, let’s be respectful…”
“Eh?? But… I want to be nice to your sweetheart!!” Klee pouted, cheeks flushed.
“S-Sweetheart…” Your mouth dropped open as the tiny girl let out a little ‘ah!’
“Oh no, I forgot I wasn’t supposed to tell you that! Shoot, Kaeya is going to be sooo mad!! Shhh, you didn’t hear anything, okay?? He definitely didn’t tell me that Albedo liked liked you, so please don’t snitch!” Klee held her hands over her mouth, looking rather apologetic as her round eyes threatened to burst into tears. Albedo sounded like he was choking.
“K-Klee, why don’t you go over and look at the pumpkins for a while? I’ll let you take home the biggest one you can find…” Albedo was clearly startled, his smooth speech interrupted with a stutter. As the girl eagerly dashed away towards the fields, he let out a long sigh. “I’m very sorry about that, it seems the Cavalry Captain has been saying some strange things to my little sister.”
You shook your head with a smile. “No, don’t be. It’ll be funny later on as we look back on it, although…” Your voice trailed off as what Klee had said flashed through your mind. In a voice barely above a whisper, you glanced up at him, “Is it true? Do you… feel that way for me?”
His breath caught in his throat, and he did not speak until three beats later. “I didn’t want you to find out this way, but now that it’s come to this…” He cleared his throat, returning his averted gaze to stare at you, his brilliant teal eyes meeting yours. Every movement of his lips entranced you, and you could feel the way your cheeks grew warm as his words slowly sunk in.
And it was true, he meant it. His body was living, breathing proof, even if his life wasn’t meant to exist in the first place. That was okay. He was okay with it all. If he could have you, then the origin of his life didn’t matter. At the very least, his existence could be filled with your warmth.
“I wish to be your partner.” ♡
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“Hm, this should be fun~”
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KAEYA appeared amused as he hummed with delight. The reason? Something a wine-lover like him was sure to enjoy - a winery tour, not Diluc’s, to ensure the maximum happiness of both brothers. The wind lightly breezed by, rustling the warm colored leaves that resemble tongues of fire. All around you, people trailed after the tour in front of the group, aimlessly chattering amongst themselves or dutifully nodding to whatever information the guide was saying at the moment. Did it really matter? In all honesty, you knew that Kaeya had come for the sole purpose of wine, and now that the two of you were here, nothing else really mattered. He glanced at you with a beam. “C’mon, what’s with the grouchy face? Don’t you think this will be fun?” Without much of a warning at all, he grabbed at your face, pinching and stretching your cheeks while he quietly laughed to himself.
“Hey, shtop-” You manage to wrench out of his grasp, rubbing your aching cheeks with a pointed glare directed towards the male. “You know I’m not a good drinker. I’ll pass out and then you’ll have to go through the trouble of carrying me all the way back…”
Kaeya blinks, then laughs. “Hey, it's only a winery tour, who said anything about actually drinking the wine?” He chuckles into his fist, tilting his head with a swift motion. “Although, I suppose it can’t really be helped…”
“Exactly. So if you see me drinking a little too much, you better tell me, alright?” You stared him down in the eye, a failed attempt at looking the slightest bit intimidating. “I don’t want to be all intoxicated and babbling all my secrets out for the world to hear. That’d be utterly mortifying.” Just the thought of you made a shiver course through your body, a detail Kaeya’s diligent gaze didn’t miss.
He let out a cheeky laugh. “Ah, I don’t know, wouldn’t that be funny to look back on later?” The two of you were walking side-by-side on the stone-pebbled path, and he skillfully swept your hand into his, fingers intertwined in a motion so fluid it almost felt like the two of you had done this in your past lives as well. “You know, you’re really cute when you’re drunk.”
Your mouth falls slightly ajar at his bold words, whipping your head to the people around you just in case they heard. They didn’t, and continued blabbering about the most useless things in the world - the ripeness of apples, the types of long grass that was near the fields, all that significant information that one typically could do without. “Kaeya!” Your voice is panicked as you whisper shout at him, eyes wide. You know your face is red, you can feel it, and it’s something that’s too easy to spot with an eye as trained as his. “Don’t say that kind of stuff in public! Besides, it’s not even true!”
Kaeya pouted like a little child, fake crocodile tears threatening to spill from his eyes despite his voice giving away his clear amusement. “Awww, but love, why not? Is it such a crime for me to profess my love to you in the great outdoors?”
“Ugh…” You sighed, turning away in an attempt to hide your flushed cheeks. “Kaeya, you know what you-”
Too late. He had grabbed onto your chin with a grin, carefully examining just how red he was able to make you.
“Haha, you don’t even have to drink wine, love. Your face is already red enough just from my presence!” ♡
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“Be careful. It’s hot.”
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ZHONGLI passes the cup to you with a soft smile on his lips, one that makes his amber eyes glow with warmth. “If I had known you liked tea, I would’ve brewed you some more often.” He holds his own teacup with a gloved hand, seeming indifferent to the heat he had just warned you about. “It’s a fine day, isn’t it?”
“Yes, it is.” You took a sip of tea, reveling in its rich flavors that danced across your tongue. “A hot drink like this is a good way to spend it.” Zhongli’s smile was one of fondness as he nodded to your words. “On days like these, you can find solace in a book by the windowsill and a drink in your hand… Although I’d like to learn more about you. How do you like to spend your time?” You glanced up from the fluid in the cup and locked eyes with his gilded ones instead. 
“Are you curious?” You answered with a nod, and the male let out a low chuckle. “Honestly, while I’m knowledgeable in a few areas, how to pass time isn’t exactly one of them. If you asked me about Liyue’s traditions and legends, however…” He paused as he swirled the cup’s contents. “I could likely go for weeks on end.”
That was the kind of man he was. Stoic, yet warm-hearted, and with a surprisingly in-depth view on Liyue’s history and culture. Where he learned all of this, you had yet to figure out, but his presence in and of itself was something soothing you couldn’t quite describe. At times, you feared his tranquil way of speaking had been inflicted upon you, but that wasn’t a bad thing in the slightest. The way he spoke was like verses in a poem, well thought out, wise, experienced, and with gliding tones like the reddening leaves on the wind. The way he was able to move even the most cynical crowds with the sway and caring truth in his words was but one of the things you admired about the man. Someone like Zhongli must've been a person who had received the favor of Morax, considering how well-versed he was. It wouldn’t be a shock if it were true.
You smiled, propping up your chin on your elbow. “Then, amuse me.”
He shook his head gently, almost in a reprimanding manner. “I’d rather see you to your residency before the sky turns dark. It’d be a shame if I were to take up all hours of your day.”
The words flew from your mouth before you even had the chance to consider them. “Who said I wouldn’t want that?” With a panicked gaze, you watched as Zhongli’s expression shifted into a startled one. For once, the stone-firm man seemed to have been given the slightest of shoves. 
It was a moment before he responded. “Saying such things…”
“They are the truth.”
“...Very well, then shall I tell you a story?” Now, his eyes glittered with a distant, deep sadness that had appeared in the short instant of silence. You nodded your head, and he continued onwards, his words forming one great melody, one intertwined with a knowledge that transcended the earth yet persisted with a harmony of tightly knit feelings that you could never begin to unravel. “One about the god of contracts, and the god of dust, a very, very long time ago. Did you know how far Morax’s love went for the goddess? He held her with much reverence in his heart, yet one day, she flowed through his fingers like the dust she was. He was never able to tell her the truth that lay in his heart, and fell into a deep sorrow.”
He fell silent, and you cocked your head. “Then… Then what happened?”
Zhongli’s somber face brightened as he smiled at you, his shining umber gaze one that held something clearly important. “That…”
“His heart has healed, with the help of someone dear.” ♡
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"Against a pumpkin? Hah, that'll be an easy duel!"
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CHILDE’s arms are raised, hefting up a… weedwhacker? How’d he get his hands on that?? From what you heard, it was a newly designed kind of weapon, though for some reason used to cut grass, of all things, that had been recently shipped from Fontaine to various influential people around the globe for its first use. Apparently, Childe qualified as one of those people. That, or he had just beaten up someone who had, then plucked it from his grasp. Either way, it was certainly not a welcome sight. You just barely managed to wrench it out of his hands, though with grudging certainty you can tell that it’s only possible with him going easy on you. He laughed again, his shoulders raised in triumph. “C’mon, just let me at him!”
“‘He’ is a pumpkin, Childe. You are challenging an inanimate fruit to a duel.” You deadpanned at the sight, making sure to place the weapon far, far away from his reach. “We came here with a job to do, let’s not forget that. These are going to be important Halloween decorations around the harbor and Jade Chamber, remember? Lady Ningguang commissioned us… or rather, me, herself, and I’m not about to present her with a gouged out collection of gutted and ravaged pumpkins.”
The male pouted, visibly upset. “But. It was looking at me strangely! That thing clearly is itching for a fight, and all I’m doing is giving it one it deserves!”
Yet another cause for a long sigh. You could feel your willpower slip away with your exhale. “Childe, it’s not looking at you. Those were the guidelines I drew with ink. Please, for once, cooperate with me.”
He pauses, then his eyes twinkle, and you know with reluctant confidence that he’s thought up something stupid. Surprise, surprise! You receive your big, fat, green checkmark as soon as he opens his mouth to speak, his lips raised in a mischievous smile. “Only if you give me a kiss~” 
It was better to agree now, then change the promise afterwards. You nodded exasperatedly, “Alright, alright, now let’s-”
“Ah ah ah!” Childe tutted, raising his fingers to your lips to shush you. “Sorry, but I only receive upfront payment~!”
You resisted the urge to slap him in his painfully handsome face. His features were so perfect it hurt, with his deep ocean eyes and freckles dotting his skin like stars in the night sky. “Come here.” Instantly, he perks up, and you can just imagine him with dog ears and a wagging tail, a sight that almost makes you like him. “Mmmmwah.” You plant a kiss directly on his cheek, only leaving your lips on his skin for a brief moment before pulling away, trying to hide the growing red on your face. “There.”
“Wh- Ah, no fair, you can’t do it on the cheek!” Once Childe snaps out of his initial ecstasy, there of course comes the complaints. “Do it again, do it again!”
“You never specified where. Now get to carving.” It’s hard not to laugh when you see the growing, childish frown that crosses his expression.
“C’mon, kiss me just one more time?” ♡
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“Are you enjoying the view?”
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AYATO’s eyes twinkle with amusement, his light hair swaying gently in the cooling breeze. The wind had grown chillier in the weeks prior, but you had luckily dressed enough for the occasion, and the warmth of his and yours intertwined fingers was far enough sufficient to dispel any chills far, far away. 
“Mhm. It’s beautiful.” You weren’t lying, the courtyard garden the male had invited you to view was certainly a marvel to behold, the warmly tinted leaves dangling like fiery ornaments from the great wooden branches, yet at the moment your eyes could only linger on the light smile that graced the man’s lips. The corners of his mouth tugged upwards, a soft expression that made the colors around you seem all the more vivid. His lashes fluttered close, then blinked back open, his seas of violet underneath a breathtaking wonder more than anything else in this world. And the beauty mark the archons themselves had painted with such delicacy, just beside his eye.
Simply put, Ayato was a man of majesty.
Your man of majesty. 
It still astonished you how someone like him had chosen you, out of all people. The way your heart beat faster and words grew hastier when he was near was something you found impossible to deny.
“You say that, but continue gazing at me all the while.” He lets out a low chuckle, speaking nonchalantly. “There’s no need to needlessly flatter me like those Inazuman officials, who are always ever so desperate to gain my attention.”
“Ayato, that’s not my intention!” You pout in protest, jokingly offended that he had dared compare you to such foolishness. “Besides, it’s in no way ‘needless’! Your beauty must certainly be admired, or it’d be a waste of that pretty face of yours!”
His eyes widen a fraction as he stares at you with a slightly dumbstruck expression, that is, until he breaks into an uncharacteristically loud bout of laughter, one gloved hand over his mouth failing to mask his beam behind it.
“Ah-Ahahaha!” Ayato smiles into his fist, grinning to himself. This was what he loved about you, apart from everything. Your laugh, your smile, the abrupt way that broke apart from his somber lifestyle, all of it. “Beloved, sometimes I wonder how you’re able to come up with such things.”
“Why are you laughing? What I said was true.”
“Just like that, right there.” His smile only widens as his eyes twinkle at the sight of you.
“You're not finding this funny, are you??” You squint up at him accusingly, frowning. Ayato locks his gaze with yours, his lilac eyes against yours a captivating sensation.
“Funny? No, I could never. Beloved, you’re the most endearing of them all.” ♡
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“Now mix it together…mhm, just like that.”
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THOMA has a firm grip on your wrist, aiding your motions as you gently stir the fluffy batter. He’s standing behind you, his taller stature the slightest intimidating - that is, if you didn’t know Thoma at all. He’s one of the sweetest people you’ve met, especially in an originally hostile Inazuman environment. His spring green eyes sparkle as he releases his fingers, slowly taking the bowl from your grip. “Okay, I think it’s ready now!” He’s excited, and you can tell by the way the corners of his eyes crinkle when he smiles. “Let me just adjust the fire, put it in, and then we can wait until it’s over. It should only take 10 minutes or so with this fancy new furnace Master Ayato installed the other day…”
He rambled onwards, skillfully multitasking spreading the batter on the pan, adding more fodder to the fire, and checking its temperature, all while still talking. Another fact about Thoma - he had much to say about people he admired. Although it was rather awkward to admit, it seemed that you were one of those, as Ayaka told you with a sheepish smile on her face how Thoma had chattered all about you while briefly cleaning her room. Well, not awkward, per se. It was a feeling that was hard to put a label on, just one that made you feel warm inside. Oh… was it because of his pyro vision? Perhaps that was why your face felt so hot at the moment, listening to him talk in his smooth voice and seeing the genuine interest in his gaze. “You’re pretty.” It hasn’t even struck you that you’ve said those words out loud until you realize that he’s stopped talking, and is now staring at you instead with round eyes and a mouth slightly ajar… that, and the growing red on his cheeks. 
“I-I…?” Thoma can’t even speak with how hard he’s stammering, like something out of a cartoon, and his face is completely flushed, to the point where you think he might be feverish instead of embarrassed. “Wh-Why are you saying things like that, all of a sudden…” He coughed into his fist stiffly, readjusting his posture and taking his oven gloves off. “Besides, between the two of us, no, out of all of Teyvat, you’re the prettiest.”
Maybe he hasn’t realized that he’s said those words out loud either, because his gaze is casted to the floor that’s going to burn from how hard he’s staring at it.
“You heard me, right?” Oh, it seems you were incorrect, he had meant for you to hear it. Is that why your heart was beating so fast?
“You’re the prettiest one.” ♡
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"You didn’t have to come.”
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ALHAITHAM’s sharp gaze is locked onto you as he gently holds his hands in yours - per your request. His skin is cool to the touch, just like the chilling air that’s causing his hair to ruffle. “I’m here on official business, so I’ll be here awhile. Are you certain you don’t want to head back home?”
“And listen to a sleepless Kaveh rant about building structures for the next four hours?” You scoffed playfully, leaning into his frame with a smile. “No thanks. Spending that time with you is absolutely the better option of the two.”
Al Haitham’s brows furrowed the slightest bit, and he turned his head away with a brief exhale. “If that’s what you want.” He’s acting with a mask of indifference, but you know him well, well enough to discern that he’s not being truthful to himself. There’s the slightest lean in his posture, how his eyes are just a little softer, and how his voice isn’t as stony as it should be - telltale signs that he was hoping for your presence in his long work shift. Whilst the blonde architect you knew complained day and night about the two of you’s shared roommate, he wasn’t unbearable at all… although, perhaps it was unfair to compare the two. After all… you thought with a faint smile. We’re lovers.
The ashen-haired male turned to you upon seeing the change in your expression. “Is something amusing?”
“Nothing, Haitham,” you replied, beaming innocently. “You’re just very handsome, is all.” The Haitham you knew was right here, at this moment. The way his eyes widened a fraction and the way his lips twitched, the way his cheeks remained pale but you knew his ears were painted rose under his headphones. It was a person the people around him who only yearned for his attention and status could never dream of seeing. A Haitham that was for you only. 
“...What has you saying those kinds of things? I’ve already told you not to mess around, and here we are.” Al Haitham sarcastically sighs, and you know its a fake. The negligible hesitance in his usually quick-witted response has his words trailing a half-second behind, a detrimental mistake enough to determine his flusteredness. Reading Al Haitham is like a game, where the answer key is provided to onl you.
“You looked like you wanted to hear it.” You smile sheepishly, clinging tighter onto his sleeve. He’s not radiating warmth by any means, but the faint heat that rises from his body is satisfactory enough for you to feel warm. 
“Hopeless.” He says, yet doesn’t move to pry you off his arm. “Utterly hopeless.”
In his gaze is a hidden secret that his mouth wouldn't dare speak.
He was the hopeless one. The fool hopelessly in love with you. ♡
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"Don't be scared, I'm right next to you!!"
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KAVEH certainly looked the part of a fearless boyfriend, with the way he’s clinging to your body and shaking like a leaf. It’s no secret that he’s utterly terrified, but you’ll let him live his fantasy that he’s fooling you, at the very least. The flickering bravery in his eyes had long disappeared the moment you stepped foot into the haunted castle, a surprising suggestion coming from his roommate Al Haitham, of all people. You had heard the rumors, and heard more than a couple mouthfuls of curses directed towards him on nights where Kaveh stumbled into your place, completely wasted and reeking of booze. It was only now, with begrudging admittance, that you could confirm their truth. To tell the architect of this “romantic” and “couple-bonding” journey through a new Sumerian attraction was all it took for Kaveh to completely jump on the idea. “H-Hey, stop walking so fast, I can’t keep up…!” The blonde looked quite pitiful, holding onto your shirt with tears pooling at his eyes as he struggled to keep up with your average-paced speed. “H-Haha, you must be terrified, to be running like this…!” His awkward laugh was quickly strangled into a high-pitched screech as a person dressed in ghosty blues and greens dropped down from the ceiling and dangled there ominously with a cackle.
Moments like these made you question how you had even become acquainted with him in the first place. 
“C-C’mon, let’s run, I-I’ll protect you!!” Despite his outward appearance being disheveled as could be, with his usual properly groomed hair strewn and sticking up all over the place and his sleeves bunching up near his elbows, he managed to wrestle his way behind you while sprinting away, so at the bare minimum, if they caught you, he would be the one to fall to their claws first.
Ah, perhaps this was why. The ever steadfast desire of his to make sure you, at least, were safe. That astounding selflessness that remained apparent even through the tears that clouded his wavering gaze. You resisted the urge to laugh as your dash slowed to a brisk pace, and instead pressed against Kaveh’s side with a smile.
“H-huh?” His voice was airy, out of breath, startled. Kaveh glanced at you, crimson eyes round and expectant. “What’s wrong…?”
“I’m scared.” Lying through your teeth was guilt-inducing, but the brightening beam on Kaveh’s newfound flushed expression just about swept it all away. “Let me hold you like this, o-okay?” You even added a stutter for an extra effect, which just about drove the arrow through his poor heart. Where was your oscar? You held onto his hand fearfully, staring up at him.
Kaveh, all of a sudden, seemed to have been invigorated like someone had pumped adrenaline directly into his system, that is, an energy called “l-o-v-e!” “A-Ahem! If-If that’s the case, very well! Stay behind me, and I’ll protect you! Ahahaha! No demons would dare even set foot near my… elemental powers!” 
“Oh, thank you Kaveh…” If he noticed the evident sarcasm in your voice, he pretended not to, and there wasn’t a single change in his dumbstruck expression.
“No need to thank me! If I were unable to shield you, what use of a lover would I be?” ♡
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"Look what I got...! It's for you."
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WRIOTHESLEY’s eyes sparkled as he presented a glossy red apple for your viewing, its smooth, unblemished exterior being handled with the most delicate touches in direct contrast to the silver studded gloves he usually wore. “Here, c’mon, try a- Ahem.” He cleared his throat, carefully straightening his posture. “Please take it.” 
It always amazed you how his dignity still tried to uphold somewhat of a “professional” view on this entire situation. Puzzling, indeed. Perhaps he was just paranoid that he’d be seen so giddy like this and be absolutely clowned on once word got around and he went back to work at the Fortress of Meropide. The prisoners must be harsh to control on a daily basis, considering how on more than a couple separate occasions the man would come home with cuts and bleeding knuckles, to which you’d scold him (gently) for a good half hour while bandaging them up. His personality shifts were nothing but unusual.
“If you insist? Thank you.” You took the apples from his hand, fingers brushing. It was a light contact, yet Wriothesley flinched all the same, able to contain the red on his cheeks but not the dusting of it on the tips of his ears. Lucky him, it was more or less covered by his white streaked hair anyways. He could only hope and pray that you didn’t catch the sight.
Spoiler alert: you did. His fingers were warm, despite him being a cryo user. Not unpleasantly warm, like a sweaty hand that makes you feel all gross inside, but a pleasant version of it, one that makes you want to pepper kisses all over his pretty face for just existing within your realm of life.
You had to hold back on indulging in those thoughts, however, as the currently posing as stoic Wriothesley was gazing into the distance with a dramatic expression. Ooh, should you compliment him? Perhaps he’d invent a new shade of red, then! It’d be a sight to see. As silly as the idea was, you didn’t exactly what to tease him right now, not when you could taste the crisp sweetness of the apple he had picked for you on your tongue.
A smile flitted across your face and he took notice of that, giving you a small smile of his own. “Is it good? Let me have a bite. Aahh~” He leaned forward, and opened his mouth, which slowly closed in the silence that ensued. It was hard not to laugh at how sheepish he looked, rubbing the back of his head with a silly grin that escaped his usual patrolling of expressions. Who would’ve thought that a man who worked at a prison day in and day out would be so into… cheesy things? No matter, it made your heart race all the same. 
Wriothesley had expected the crunch of an apple, if he was lucky and you didn’t leave him hanging in your confusion. What he hadn’t expected was the sweet taste of your lips against his, your warmth blending with his own, your arms around his shoulders and his around your waist. It’s warm, hot. Yes, he felt like he was burning, from the inside out, from every touch of your fingers to every movement of your mouth. Sweet.
“So? How is it?” You pulled away, wiping your mouth with a cheeky smile that made him want to kiss you again.
So he did.
“Sweet. Impossibly sweet, yet nowhere near sweeter than you.” ♡
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"Do you feel warmer if I hold you like this?"
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NEUVILLETTE has found his arms wrapped around your smaller frame before he can even come to his senses. Yes, that’s right… the two of you had decided to go on a brief outing, with promises that you’d show him more of the outside world and that he’d, in turn, accompany you on this little adventure. Except… the two of you hadn’t accounted for the weather to be this chilly, and while there was no rain, as there was never when the two of you were together, the sun’s stale light wasn’t sufficient enough to warm your frozen body. You said you were fine and that the two of you should just stop by the next sightseeing point in the trip, but his gaze is certainly nothing to laugh at. In an instant, you’re in his arms, and he finds you in his. You’re shaking, quivering, and he’s fucking upset at himself that he didn’t do anything sooner.
“Y-Yes, it’s warm now… thank you.” Your shaking has evidently subsided, and now you lean against his chest, rising and falling with every heave of his chest. With how close you are, body pressed together with his, can you hear his heartbeat? It’s loud in his own ears, and he’s paranoid you’ll hear it - the rise and fall of the water on the ocean shores, the choppy, erratic waves on a midnight black sea. He’s afraid you’ll hear his jumbled symphony and leave him before he can say what he wants to say to you the most.
Oh, but does he even mean it? He wished he could provide the question forever poisoning his thoughts with an answer, but no matter how much he inquires of his all-knowing archon, no matter how much he judges the cases of the land, no matter how much… he still can’t find a solution that will resolve his quaky heart. It’s a problem that lies in him, that’s something that’s at the very least certain. It cannot possibly be with you, you who is as bright as the sun and whose warmth is that of a clear summer day. A beautiful disposition that is unmatched with his gloomy one. Still, he’ll yearn for you until he makes sense of it. Neuvillette cannot bear himself not to try. He will make the scale just, so that the two of you may…
“Neuvi?” The call of your name for him snatches his wandering attention in an instant. He gazes down at your figure, wrapped into his coat tightly. “Are you okay? You’ve been looking distant for a while now.” The concern in your eyes lessens the concern in his heart, and he smiles softly at your words.
“Yes, I’m alright. If you want, should we stay like this the entire trip?”
“W-What?? No, I couldn’t possibly…!!”
Verdict complete. He’ll wait. Wait until the days pass and bring the months with it, he’ll watch the leaves sink to the ocean floor and he’ll wait for his heart to decide.
Oh, if only he could know the verdict of yours.
“If it’s for you, know that I’d be more than willing.” ♡
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(a/n) this reached the fucking image limit and i had to get rid of the dividers. i am so upset
anyways gotta love how they're all so romantic and childe is just like: mmm... murder... pumpkin... mmm.. screw chiscara and zhongchi . childe x pumpkin ftw (this is a joke) eek wrio feels so ooc im goinng to sob
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tartaglia i might be dping lineart for something so i needed practice
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heartsiez · 2 years
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HAZY CONFESSIONS.
you accidentally confess to the boys without even noticing. but oh, do they notice.
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⌗ xiao, kazuha, ajax/childe x gn!reader (separate)
⌗ fluff
part 2 (albedo, diluc and scaramouche)
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- xiao
“why must you be so weak…” he sighed as he tucked the blanket up to your neck.
you had gotten sick while out fighting. apparently, cryo slimes actually carry sicknesses and now you were suffering from over-fighting them. you were so sweaty, yet you felt so cold and your head had a sharp pain like someone was stabbing at it repeatedly.
xiao placed the back of his hand up to your forehead as your eyes glazed over him with your eyelids struggling to stay open. “just sleep. you’re lucky i was here to take care of you,” he closed his eyes and leant away from you. “but now i must leave. i have business to take care of.”
“do you.. do you have to?” your breath was shaky as you struggled to speak with your throat burning. “yes, i must.” xiao replied standing up from the bed, walking over to your side. “just… call out my name if you really need me.”
you nodded opening your mouth to say something else before he shook his head. “it’s better if you don’t speak. if you speak it means you only get worse and that means more work for me.” you tried to give a glare to him but it only came out as a weak haze. “sleep. it’s what you really need.” he sighed.
as he started to walk away, you grabbed his wrist and pulled him back. “what?” xiao raised an eyebrow like he was annoyed at the action. truly, he could’ve just easily pulled his arm away with the weak grip you set on him, but he didn’t want to. plus, you were too sick to even notice the fact that he wanted to stay with you, so he took the advantage he’d been granted.
“do you care for me?” you whispered looking at him the fullest you were able to. “care for you?” he gave you a weird look. “of course i care for you i—… i care for most mortals. it’s part of my job to protect them.” xiao hesitated to answer.
you let out a chuckle, “yes.. protect from harm not take care of when sick.” you smirked. he cleared his throat, trying to think of an excuse to answer before he died of humiliation. maybe you being sick didn’t stop that curiosity that he hated oh so much (spoiler alert, he loves it). “i am merely protecting your health from harm.”
“would you do this for anyone else?” you questioned with a croaky voice, your eyes fighting for their life to stay open as you waited for his reply.
xiao stood there tensing. no, of course he wouldn’t do this for anyone else, only you, but he wouldn’t tell you that. though, nor can he lie to you either because you’d see right through him. “look, i have to take my leave.” his voice softened when he saw you on the brink of sleep.
you gave out a small smile to him and xiao swore his heart leaped inside of his chest. “i.. i love you.” your voice whispered out hoarse before your grip on his wrist loosened and fell to the side of the bed.
xiao froze in his spot and his eyes widened, heart feeling tight. you loved him? loved him? him? you reciprocated his feelings that you didn't know he felt for you? was this a joke?
no, it wouldn’t be. you wouldn’t joke about these things and you were too weak to even think about playing some joke right now. though, maybe that was the problem. maybe your mind was just fogged up so bad that you mixed him up with someone else.
but that can’t be. xiao watched you from afar to see if you had any love interests and there was nobody. so were you being true? did you actually love him back?
he needed to get out of the bedroom asap. it felt so suffocating that if he were to stay in there any longer, his body would’ve woken you up and he’d force all his questions onto you. xiao ran outside to the balcony and breathed in the nights cool air, feeing his shoulders loosen and his breathing become lighter and quieter.
he jumped up onto the railing and looked back into the room, you lying down on the bed dreaming about whatever wonder you were dreaming about.
xiao couldn’t help the small smile of joy that claimed his face. he didn’t mind your small confession, not one bit. maybe finally he could open up his heart and learn how to love,
with you.
- kazuha
“oh my y/n…” he muttered with a small chuckle as his eyes followed your sloppy actions at the table.
you had gotten into a drinking contest with venti, and somehow, won. he had gotten 7 intakes and you had gotten 8. though, once venti saw you were indeed a lightweight, he flew out of there faster than the wind leaving kazuha to deal with your drunken self. not that he minded.
“mmh, my heaf hurfts, sort ofh, i shink…” you slurred out, resting your head on the table right in front of kazuhas hands.
“sort of?” he smiled. “i’d say it would hurt a lot.. you did have multiple drinks.” kazuha lifted your head to inspect your face, angling his head to look at the different sides of you. you blushed at the contact he gave you and leaned in more, liking the feeling of his hand. "oh? you're turning red. are you hot maybe? let me get you a drink." he spoke out putting his hand to your forehead.
he let go of you and stood up from the table, going over to diluc at the counter. kazuha spoke to him for a few minutes, the two men looking over like they were talking about you. a few seconds passed and he was handed over a glass of water.
kazuha made his way back and sat down next to you, handing over the glass. "here, this should help sober you up a bit and maybe cool you down." he smiled as you took the water from him. "unfortunately, diluc didn't have any medicine that could clear you up faster, my apologies."
your mind blanked for a second seeing him smile and you spilt half the water down your body. kazuha quickly grabbed some napkins that laid on the table and tried drying your chest. he trailed with the napkin down your torso until he reached the top of your thighs, close to your crotch area where it was clearly most damp.
you could see how he was distracted drying this area of your body which shot a boost of confidence and tease into you, those feelings almost taking over your intoxicated feeling.
you held his collar and dragged him up to you, your eyes level with his. you just stared at him, gaze almost making him a bit scared if it weren't for the slight desire he could see swimming bigger in your eyes.
"you're cuteee... you know that?" dragging on your word with a smile. kazuhas ears turned red as he just blinked at you. words seemed to of disappeared from his knowledge. "i uhm— he cleared his throat. “thank.. you." he shifted a bit when he saw your smile grow wider.
you pulled away from him as you felt your body grow dizzy. kazuha noticed almost instantly by the way you gripped onto the table and your pupils grew wide. "you knoww.." your words started as you made eye contact with him. kazuha moved his arms around you so if you did black out, you wouldn't go slam right into the wooden table.
you put your hand on his arm which was around your waist area and moved your lips only a few from his. "i love you…kazuuuu'." you blabbered out as your body finally shut down.
your head and body had fell flat onto kazuha. you probably would've slipped onto the ground if it weren't for the way his arm had tensed hard around you.
he wasn't surprised, no. he knew you had feelings for him. but what he didn't know was that you loved him. of course he loved you too, too much at least, but he never confessed because he didn't know your feelings were as deep as his.
but then again you were heavily intoxicated and you probably didn't even mean your words, better yet even know what you said. he sighed at the feeling in his stomach. kazuha wanted to be happy, he'd be overjoyed if this were any other situation different then this one. but he just didn't know if you meant those words.
it only then hit him that there was pressure on his hand, kazuha looked down and saw yours entwined with his while your other was gripping onto his waist softly.
“kazuha..” you let out the muffled word as you drooled onto his shirt. his cheeks fluttered a light red and a small smile appeared on his face. how did he think otherwise? drunken words, sober thoughts.
kazuha tightened his grip on your hand and changed your position to be more comfortable. yeah, he had nothing to worry about. he thought as he smiled, picking you up to leave the tavern.
- ajax (childe)
"shit, did i really have to come with you?" you groaned out shivering even under the hundreds of layers you were wearing. "i appreciate that your siblings love me and want me to come see them, but i also appreciate them coming to me where its much warmer."
"ah, you'll get used to it quick y/n! you've just got to come with me every time i come back to snezhnaya." ajax replied, bumping into your shoulder.
you snorted at his words. "funny joke aj." you rolled your eyes until you saw that he was dead serious and your grin dropped slightly. "i am not coming with you to this region that's freezing my ass off while i can't even handle the cold in liyue." you deadpanned.
"what a shame, it would've been nice having your company in my homeland." you gave a quiet, 'uh-huh' and quickened your pace in the snow. "you do know i only bring the closest here right?" ajax spoke, running up to you to put his arm on your shoulder and pull you in.
"you bring your closest people to a region where its colder than cold and where there's danger spying on them in every corner?" you slowly moved yourself closer into the side of his body. to be warm of course, nothing else.
"no, i mean to see my family. they're very important to me and bringing you to see them in my home means that you're someone i can trust." he smiled looking at you. "so, have you brought anyone else to see your family before?" you felt a feeling inside you grow.
"of course i haven't, you've been the only friend i can actually full on trust. yeah i trust the traveller but its a different type of trust, y'know? it's not a close one." and you felt that awful feeling die down inside you as your face let out a smile and you nodded.
you were about to say something until an ice breeze hit you two, you felt like you were almost going to turn into a block of ice right then and there. "fuck, are you okay y/n?" ajax pulled you to his front to take a good look at you.
"can we.. can we go inside somewhere?" you questioned as your body was shivering hard. "yeah, yeah, but the closest place is some small hotel. is that okay?"
you nodded hesitantly and gripped onto his shoulders as he picked you up. ajax made his way quickly to the building he spoke about, the owners already recognising him, let him in with ease. he dropped you down on the bed and threw the blankets on your body. you glared at him for the roughness.
"wow, is that my thank you for saving you from frost bite?" ajax snickered. your glare decapitated and you let out a small groan and pat the spot next to you. "come, sit here. i don't know how you're even surviving standing away from this warm bed." you spoke.
he made his way over to the spot you patted for him and sighed. "years y/n, years have i been here getting used to it. where my home is and where my work is. i'm bound to become accustomed to this weather." he shrugged.
"don't. you sound like an old man reminiscing about the olden days you lived." you laughed out. ajax just stared at you until you stopped laughing. "you have a nice laugh." he smiled at you.
your cheeks turned a light shade of pink, shaking your head to get rid of this feeling in front of him. "you always hear me laugh though?" you questioned him.
"yeah, but this laugh is different." ajax tilted his head at you. "so you're saying my other laughs suck?" you raised your eyebrows with a fake expression to make it look like you're offended.
"well..." ajax trailed off with a teasing smirk. you scoffed and pulled the pillow from behind him into your hands and threw it onto his face. he turned around to you and glared, snatching the pillow and slamming it back onto you.
"you can't do that!" you frowned. "that was my karma to you, you can't do it back." rolling your eyes. ajax laughed at you as he threw another pillow flat into your lap. you were about to pick it up from its place on your legs until he smashed another onto your face and you flew back from the force. you were about to fall off the bed (that was unusually high) and started flailing your legs around.
ajax, realising what he'd done, shot himself across the bed and gripped onto your waist pulling you back. your shoulders to your head dangled off the edge of the bed as you kicked him in the gut making him grunt. “i hate you so much.” you said in a frustrated tone.
pulling yourself up to sit in front of him, you were met with his concerned eyes. “shit, that wasn’t meant to happen. you literally would’ve broken something if you fell off that high.” he broke out into laughter, not noticing the way your eyes were dazed by him.
and he was talking about your laugh? his laugh made you fall into these emotions you had felt for him even harder. “i don’t hate you.” you spoke out suddenly. ajax gave you a confused look. “well, i’d hope you don’t hate—”
“i don't hate you, i love you.” your mouth blurted making you gasp. you felt your body deflate as you saw his expression, wide eyes and his lips slightly parted. "pardon?" he gasped out.
you swallowed your fears. you've already said it so it's too late to back out now, you thought. "i love you, ajax." straightening out your posture. "i..." he just blinked.
fuck. he didn't feel the same did he? "look, it's fine if you don't have the same feelings. it totally is!" you pause, hoping he'd at least say something but he just sat in front of you like a deer in headlights. you looked out the window behind him and saw it was breaking out into dusk. "i should probably go now anyways.. it would be too late to visit your family and we can't really go anyways since its still blizzarding."
you were about to push yourself off the bed until a hand grabbed your wrist and pulled you back. you turned your body around only to see your face inches from ajax. "are you o--" your words died down when he placed his lips up against yours. it was soft and warm, making you fall into him more.
he caressed your neck while gripping your mid-torso. when you pulled away he trailed after you. "want more, huh?" you smirked at him. ajax smiled, "maybe i do." he spoke shrugging his shoulders.
"so, i'm guessing you feel the same?" you asked him. "no i just kiss people on the lips out of nowhere in a friendly matter." he replied sarcastically. you rolled your eyes and leaned against him, pushing all your weight on him to try and topple him over (spoil alert; it didn't work). he wrapped his arm around your back, squishing you into his side.
"but yes, i do love you." ajax confirmed looking at you sweetly with a smile.
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⌗ why is kazuhas part such a flop... also this has been sitting in my drafts for a good minute so i decided to finish this during class and it was rushed SORRY
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suguru-getos · 5 months
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୨・┈﹕✦﹕ Kinktober Day 19﹕✦﹕┈・୧
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-> Event Masterlist
Tartaglia/Childe x F!Reader -> 69
a/n: just trynna catch up 🤭 to the leftover kinktober prompts, it’s been a while i touched genshin (sorry genshin daddies 🙇‍♀️) i hope yall likey !! 🫶🏻🫶🏻
“god, ajax, i missed you,” you had tears brimming in your eyes as you remembered the time you had last seen him. it had been months since he left for fontaine, you were told by arleccino that he’s in the prison of meropide & then boom! gone! just like that. you didn’t want to assume he’s dead because of just how powerful the harbinger was. also, it hurt to assume the same, so you left yourself miserably perked up in hope.
“i missed you too, missed you every single day, missed this little pussy every single day.” childe spreads your ass cheeks, watching his spit and your essence leaking out of your pussy. while you were laid down and dribbling over his cock lewdly, sucking it in deep with hollowed cheeks & fondling with his balls to earn a moan out of him.
“god, lewd little girlie.” he shoved his tongue deep into your hole, his nose nudging against the rim of your asshole, it felt so dirty yet so good— his deep tongue fucking reduced to kitten licking on your clit. he would suckle on your clit, nibble at it and then lick it soothingly. it was the perfect way of showing how much he missed playing with his little girlie.
“make sure you make me cum now,” he teased, spanking your ass cheek and smirking as he sees his large hand imprinting your flesh. you whimper out, nudged forward and choking a little on his cock, humming for more. another one clapped right on the other side with the same intensity, and you mewled out in bliss, twitching against his tongue & close to your orgasm.
“or i won’t let you cum girlie.” childe commanded, spanking your ass harsher, you whimpered, suckling onto his cock harsher, hollowing your lips completely and your jaw completely. you wanted to feel his taste deep into your throat, your tongue was missing him & his essence. “yes, mmgh~ please.” you moaned, begging to cum on his mouth & begging him to let you have a taste.
“go on, cum for me & take me in. don’t waste a drop now.” childe smirked, biting and nibbling at your ass cheek and spanking it once more. “good girl, good girl, atta girl~” he smirked, rubbing at the reddened, sensitive ass cheek and slurping all over your juices while his seed trickled down your mouth. you suckled in all of it, just as greedy for him as he is.
“i love you so much my little girl.” childe smiled, kissing your lips softly and tasting himself on you. “i love you too, ajax.” you were drunken off his cum, hazy with all the love and affection you’re feeling. you’re so happy to see him & this is just the start. <3
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akiraruru · 8 months
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Request by anon: childe fic? Smut one including voyeurism or exhibitionism (consensual) if possible It's okay if you're not comfy with it and f reader please. I don't mind it being short:)
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A/n: The ask was gone for some reason 😭
Summary: Childe saw quite a lot of workers flirting with you so he decided to make them watch.
Cw: Possessive behavior, high chance it's ooc, hair pulling, mean ajax, degradation, pet names (angel, slut, whore, plaything), exhibitionism, fem reader
My first time writing about this so I hope it's not that bad, not proofread, MDNI‼️
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There were people sitting around the table you were pushed onto, all of the men were forced to watch as you get fucked by your lover. Their hands and feet are tied to the chair and their mouths are taped shut.
Your back is arched due to Childe pulling your hair from behind, he's leaned back as he fucks and keeps his eyes on you, his eyes looking up and down your back. Childe runs a finger down your back making you shiver, your legs are trembling—struggling to keep yourself up— He grabs your chin and makes you look at them when he notices you have your eyes somewhere else or shut tight. Leaning to your ear, he whispers "Look at them, angel, They're all watching you"
"A-ajax please.." You whimpered, Childe doesn't respond, instead, he moves back and watches how his cock slides in and out of your cunt. He smirks as he noticed a white ring that started to form around the base of his cock due to your cum.
"Look at that, are you secretly enjoying this huh? Do you like seeing people watch you while you get fucked" Childe says to you "Or is it just that you're a slut f'me".
He leans his body closer to yours, he turns your head towards him and starts kissing you hungrily. Childe brings a free hand down to your cliit, rubbing circles on it which add ons to the pleasure. You moan into the kiss, a string of saliva forming as both of you pull away, your face gets turned to the men watching again. You moan out Childe's name like a mantra, you bit down on your bottom lip to refrain any more noise to come out "Now don't hold back, I know you're enjoying this like I do" He muttered to you.
All of this was almost too much yet you like it or maybe even enjoy it, your eyes roll back and your mouth hangs open as you come undone on his cock. Childe doesn't stop thrusting his hips as you do, his thrusts become sloppy as he cums alongside with you. You thought he was done, you thought. Childe slowly starts again, his cock hitting that spongey spot in you.
His cum leaks out if your cunt while he plunged in and out of you "C'mon look at them.." He says, making you avert your gaze towards the poor men "They're all bricked up because of you, too bad they can't have you because you're my plaything aren't you?" He adds, you want to say something but you can't seem to bring yourself to, all that's coming out of your mouth is his name and broken cries of pleasure. "You're my little whore to fuck"
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haejjoon · 6 months
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wriochi wip
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kxmisato · 6 months
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boyfriend!childe who always leaves his stuff with you like a blue toothbrush beside your sink to compliment your pink one and his favourite mug (that teucer gifted him for his birthday and says "world's best big brother!”).
boyfriend!childe who teases you just to kiss the pout off of your lips afterwards.
boyfriend!childe who takes care of you, makes you soup, bundles you up in blankets and refuses to let you do anything when you're sick.
boyfriend!childe who is very protective. he never lets you walk on the side closest to the road, holds your hand in crowded areas (this is him being protective but also to show anyone who's interested in you that you're taken), and covers your ears when something is too loud.
boyfriend!childe who calls you "baby" or "my girl".
"good morning, baby." then pecks your temple. "there's my girl." when you crack a smile at his dumb jokes.
boyfriend!childe who sleeps in your lap whenever you're reading a book, on your phone, or watching a movie.
boyfriend!childe who when he kisses you, he takes your breathe away every time.
boyfriend!childe who listens to every word you say, and only looks at you when you're talking to someone else.
childe whose your boyfriend and so irrevocably in love you. you’re his sun, moon, stars, and everything between. there is no one else for him, only you. ♡ *ೃ༄
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uraniumnm333 · 3 months
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And sometimes you just need chiscara
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mysticmiav · 18 days
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🐳✍️
He has the prettiest side profile I wanna eat my walls
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licensedfool · 7 months
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imagine walking into france one day and your son is dating your most annoying coworker (thank you tumblr user @/nnavia for inspiring this with ur tags LOL)
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