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gay-dorito-dust · 2 days

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Hey um if it's cool could I request, Welt, Dan Heng, Jing Yuan, Gallager and Aventurine reacting to reader to questioning their interest in them?

An example: The confession

Them: I have feelings for you Reader: ... Um *shocked*.. I feel the same but.. *trails off* Them: but? Reader: *squints* you sure? About me? Please reconsider your choice. Them: ...

thank you if you decide to do this! No pressure though!

Jing yuan would raise a brow before vaguely asking you to come with him somewhere he had been meaning to show you for a while and thought that now was the perfect time.

The place where he takes you was just like any other flower garden you’ve been to before but from the way the light glinted off of the waters surface, to the way the flowers blossomed in a variety of unique colours, and other small things like that made the flower garden look ethereal.

Jing yuan chuckled at your expression.

‘You see why I brought you here?’ He asks.

‘…no, not really, why?’ You replied, looking at him in confusion.

‘I’m trying to show you that while you may not think yourself as anything special, much like this flower garden, there are a multitude of unique things tailored to you that make you shine in the eyes of the ones who views you highly.’ He responded as he lends his hand out for a bird to perch on and softly smiled as it moved up to his shoulder where it sat comfortably, trying its hardest not to fall asleep.

‘For every flower is a beauty to behold regardless of their shapes, their size or their colour that even a daffodil can be considered of equal beauty of a roses in someone’s eyes.’ Jing Yuan continues, looking at you from the corner of his eye to see whether his words were sinking in. ‘And my flower believes themself to be a withering daffodil but to me, they’re a rose unlike any other. Stubborn, strong willed, but.’

‘But?’ You echoed, nervousness creeping through your veins as Jing Yuan moved in front of you and leant forward so that he was right next to your ear.

‘But they refuse to accept words of their worth and beauty from someone who cares about them very much, but I hope to change that soon enough, if they let me.’ He whispers as he presses a kiss to your cheek and pulling away to plant a kiss to your forehead.

Dan heng

While he’s happy that you felt the same way towards him, but felt his heart sink when you told him to reconsider his feelings for you.

‘If you are not ready for a relationship, then I understand, but I wish that you wouldn’t look down upon yourself when you’re anything but what your mind is telling you that you are.’ He says as he holds your face, thumbs caressing your cheeks as his eyes shone with concern. ‘Just know that I’ll always be by your side to resolve any issue you may have, for I do not wish for you to be burdened by this alone when I can help lessen it’s impact on you.’ He adds.

Dan Heng would do anything and everything in his power to make you see just how much you meant to him, even if it meant asking March to pull up pictures where his infatuation with you was glaringly obvious.

He would bring you poetry books and read out verses that perfectly describe his innermost thoughts and feelings towards you and how he views you on a daily basis. Dan Heng feels as though he could never convey just how truly unique and magnificent you were on his own. He’s tried but compared to the works of acclaimed poets, it just lacked fluidity in terms of the flow of words.

Everything else fades away when you entered his peripheral vision, almost as though he was made to notice your presence no matter where you were, only to just stare at you with a look that could only be akin to someone who had just found their other half after so long.

Welt would sit you down somewhere and want to talk about it because he truly didn’t think that these were your own words coming from your mouth.

He believes they were someone else’s and he hated that you had started believing this person’s words as reality, when they were the furthest thing from the truth in his eyes.

He wants to help you unlearn what everybody else has thought of you in the past because it doesn’t matter, their words hold no weight until you allow it to. No one’s perception of you was in any way shape or form a reflection of the real you, for every person you’ve ever had a positive effect on posses a different perceptions of you.

The only person who knew the real you was you but it was obvious to Welt that you might’ve forgotten who that version of you was by worrying yourself to death about the thoughts and opinions of everyone else. So Welt was more then happy to help you see that you were so much more then what you think.

He doesn’t know who wronged you in the past but they’ve left everlasting damage on your tender soul, but he was going to do everything he could in his power to show you the you that he sees every time upon seeing you.

Gallagher

‘I’ve got nothing to reconsider when it comes to you sweetheart.’ Gallagher was quick to tell you as he grabbed one of your hands, squeezing it. ‘Nothing at all.’

‘But-‘ you started.

‘No ifs, ands or buts.’ He interrupts you. ‘You’re prefect the way you are and I won’t hear otherwise because I’ll always go out of my way to remind you as to why i care about you, okay?’ He says as he lifted your hand to press a kiss to the back of it. ‘Just let me take care of you and get rid of those pesky thoughts residing in your head by telling them to fuck off.’

You couldn’t help but chuckle at this as you allowed yourself to find comfort in Gallagher’s side as you were greeted by his bodily warmth that made you into melting further against him. ‘I just don’t want to be a bother to you that’s all.’ You murmured, insecurity making your throat tightened, rendering it hard to swallow.

Gallagher felt his heart break for you as he brought his arms to your waist to rub soothing patterns into your side as he presses his face to the side of your head, pressed reassuring kisses there as he whispered sweet nothings as to why you were perfect, beautiful, sweet and caring of all whom you come across, whether they were deserving of it or not.

Aventurine

He understands more then you knew because the moment you admitted to liking him in the same breath as berating yourself, he was about to ask what was it about him that you liked exactly.

You were both in the same boat that was about to capsize from your shared self hatred for yourselves, but Aventurine would be damned if he let you think of yourself in any negative light when you’ve been nothing but a beacon of pure, genuine light for him since first introductions.

He’d much rather be the one drowning in self doubt than you.

He’d have you stand in front of a mirror and asks what you see.

‘Someone who’s lost themselves along the way,’ you answered solemnly, ‘someone who’s lost sight of who they once were because they were too caught up in the opinions of others and waiting on them hand and foot, only to revive nothing but scraps.’ You added and Aventurine couldn’t help but feel himself becoming infuriated, not at you but at the people who have made you feel as though you were lesser than, who made you feel as though you should be outcasted because you didn’t fit into their narrative.

However the sound of your sniffling brought him out of his need to get back at these people for you and saw that you were beginning to tear up and was quick to wipe them away before they fell. ‘Don’t weep for people who don’t have a heart, for they’ll always think themselves superior by materialistic means that they will inevitably loose to time and bad decisions.’ He tells you as he rests his head on your shoulder, looking at you through the mirrors reflective surface. ‘You on the other hand have something that they could never hope to obtain via money.’ He adds.

‘And what’s that?’ You asked, looking into his eyes and noting that despite their dullness, they were still the most beautiful and expressive pair of eyes you have ever seen.

‘Empathy, humility, compassion, kindness and an appreciation for the simple things that many overlook and possess the ability to see the beauty in broken things.’ Aventurine replies, his voice becoming soft towards the end, clearly referring to himself, as he held onto you tighter as though you’d slip from his grasp much like everyone else had. ‘So don’t compare yourself to others who should be looking towards you as an example instead.’

You moved your head to properly look at him, not use to seeing this side of him, so serious and determined to make you see reason. ‘You really mean that?’

Aventurine smiles as he kisses you on the nose, chuckling. ‘Of course! You’re my good luck charm, I’d be hopeless and in a whole lot of trouble without you.’ He says as he presses another kiss to your nose, adoring your expression as you scrunched up your face, muttering under his breath. ‘Cute.’

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itsataraxiaa · 18 hours

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can you pretty please write ratio sunday and maybe gallagher with a reader who just brings animals home like one day they come home with just a dirty feral ass cat out of nowhere

of course I can love <33 I love this idea

White Jasmine

sypnosis: one day, you bring home a stray- much to his surprise you found it on the street pairings: Ratio, Sunday and Gallagher x reader (Separate) wordcount: 338 (Ratio), 364 (Sunday), 292 (Gallagher) A/N: fluff and crack? I have NOT grasped enough of Gallaghers personality to write enough for him im so sorryyy

RATIO

"No." he said, nonchalantly as you pout with the kitten in your arms. "Why not? Look how cute he looks!" you said and your boyfriend grimaced as he saw the feral look on the 'kitten' that you held. "It looks like it wants to rip my face off. And here I thought you could use your brain for once." he added and you dramatically gasped, holding the kitten close to you. "How could you say that?! He's not an 'it'! Besides, all he needs is a bath, some food and some grooming. Plus, if he were to rip your face off, then it's because you made him uncomfortable." Ratio groaned in annoyance before you walked right past him, getting ready to help your kitten.

He followed quickly behind in fear for his dozens of books and whatever he has for studies. "What do you even want to name him?

"Emperor Maximillian Pusspuss."

"You cannot be serious."

Nevertheless to say, the two of you agreed on the name Cosine- mostly because that when Ratio tried to explain The Pythagorean theorem to 'an idiot' student (he called him that), the cat responded every time he said 'Cosine'.

After one long day of shopping, you opened the door to your shared house and noticed the lack of sounds from inside. Also, normally, Cosine would wait before the door once you entered, but not today. As you walked through the entire house, you stopped when you entered the bedroom, bringing out your phone to snap some pictures of the sight before you. There, your smart boyfriend laid on your bed with Cosine sleeping on his chest as he read a book. He looked up as he heard the shutter from your phone, "What do you think you're doing?" he asked, putting the book away. You smiled to yourself before walking up to the bed and petting Cosine, causing him to wake up and meow softly at you. "Well?" you took a glance at Veritas before you showed him the picture.

"Preserving memories."

SUNDAY

"Angel, this is the seventh time." he sighed, too tired to argument with you actually as you brought in yet another bird you found in Penacony. "But this one is injured." you said, showing your boyfriend the injured wing of the bird. He got up from his seat and you place the bird carefully on his hands when he stood before you. "Seems like a small fracture," he gently held the injured wing and inspected it before letting it rest beside the bird. "poor little thing." he quietly added before looking up to you. "I don't think we can care for another one, Angel." he said, but you shook your head, practically begging him. "pleaseeeee, the room is big enough for another, it can stay." he chuckled before the two of you began to walk to a distant room at Dewlight Pavilion.

Over the past 2 months, you have brought in six birds before this one, almost begging Sunday every time to help you heal them- after the fifth time you realized he only made you beg because he liked it. Together, with Robin's help, you have taken care of all the birds you have found. Even after they were healed, they chose to stay at Dewlight Pavilion, much like the origami birds that hid everywhere. Every morning, they would greet every with a delighted chirp and sometimes land on your or Robin's shoulder, but never Sunday's for some reason.

"Let me get some bandages and a intramedullary pin." you said, rushing to one of the shelves with the medicinal items. After making sure the bird was asleep for the procedure, you carefully drilled the pin into its bone before bandaging it up. Sunday gave you a small kiss as you placed the still sleeping bird on one of the pillows. "What was that for?" you asked, smiling at him. "I am not allowed to kiss you?" he chuckled before looking at the bird again. "This won't be the last, right?" You nodded and turned to him again. "Does it bother you already?"

"It does not. As long as there aren't too many staying here and you still remember that I'm present, of course."

GALLAGHER

"Here you g- what do you have there?" Gallagher just finished giving you your drink before he saw the stray hound that sat beside you. "Oh- this is Pee-wee." Gallagher remained silent before Siobhan laughed at the name behind him. "Pee-wee? That's his name?" he asked before silently mourning over the given name of that dog. You chuckled to yourself as you sat on one of the bar stools with your drink in hand and the hound also jumped onto one of the stools. "I was kidding, handsome. His name is Dexter. Fits more, don't you think?" you took a sip as he exhaled in relieve. "Oh thank god." Dexter swagged his tail as Gallagher pet him before turning to you. "Where did you get him?" he took notice of the amount of dirt in his fur and some injuries on his ears. "Near Dream's Edge. He was starving when I found him. Can we pretty please keep him?" Dexter barked at your idea and Gallagher found himself agreeing.

However, to what he was not agreeing was to you bring even more stray dogs to the bar, to the point where even the local Penacony monsters were unable to enter and the bar quickly lost customers.

"Ahem, don't you think you kind of... overdid it?" Siobhan asked you and Gallagher nodded, "They need to leave. Especially those who aren't even injured." you shook your head as you sat on the ground with almost five dogs trying to lie on your lap. "I'm unable to do so." Gallagher groaned as he gave up, sitting beside you and letting some dogs also lie on his lap.

"At least get them out of the bar. Argue with the Hotel Staff to let them wander around."

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anantaru · 1 month

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two new characters of hsr were confirmed. Aventurine and Gallagher one-night stand?? LIKE??

including. aventurine, gallagher

synopsis. having a one-night stand

cw. [ex]plicit, reader wears a dress, strangers to lovers, semi public (outside the bar, gallagher's part), fingering, car syx, dirty talk, gallagher smells like alcohol but he is not drunk okay he just smells like it HAHA, fem! reader

— ꒰ AVENTURINE ꒱ + one night stand in the car

hot exhales of air hit your glossed lips, and those erratic movements of your hips, all adjoined to your skimpy dress sticking to your body— you do not think, do not form any thoughts, you only leave it to the lust to guide your figure as you straddle the hips of a stranger.

your lips bruised, thoroughly bitten when aventurine captures them with his heated tongue— he laps across it while grabbing a fistful of your ass to rub you against his erection, practically dragging the moans off the tip of your tongue.

his name, you've never really heard it before yet when you two coincidentally met, it's like he knew exactly what to say in order to have you wrapped around his finger.

and before you knew it, you ended up in the back of his car, driven by desire to taste the handsome stranger with everything you've got. "kinda crowded in here, ugh... whatever, come here," he smirks at you, devilishly, as his hands hold your hips dear and push you closer. you're too aroused to even function properly anymore, both loving and hating the anticipation of almost reaching your climax as the candid scent of his cologne made your mouth water. you grip at his shoulders as his fast rhythm sets in, your heart beat rising when he bottoms out to fuck your cunt faster.

"oh, fuck…" he grits his teeth when you shudder tight on top of him now, rutting your swollen pussy into his cock as moan a slides up through your throat, "i need to keep you just like that," he boldly rasps into your ear, low and urgent with a smirk almost too candid, almost too pure, contradicting his hungry movements, "keep you like this, yeah? hot and desperate and gorgeous until, until… until…"

it's the perfect amount of speed, pressure and thickness, aventurine fucks you like he's known you for years, and his lips taste so poetic, softly licking at them just wasn't doing it. he personally got fond of the joyful lightness that's in your eyes, or the slightest tingling from the exhales of your moans hitting his eardrums as he finds himself becoming addicted to a stranger.

his eyelashes flutter at your heavenly tunes as he looks down between the mess you've made— your arousal melting into shaft as the air gets filled with that of sinful scents, immediately sending sparks of deep enchant through the entirety of your spine.

— ꒰ GALLAGHER ꒱ + one night stand outside the bar

there's no one else on this side of the alley, and the only clatters and chit-chats you could notice were shrill, outside yells and slurred talks coming from drunk people standing outside the bar— yet again, from this particular place, you were alone in the cold night with the pulse of your heightened heartbeat washing over you.

gallagher, the name of the stranger who weirdly enough, took his time to discover your secret places and memorize your curves. the man couldn't possibly stop sliding his warm palms over your skin before covering your chest, it's futile, tickling your collarbones, watching you whine, then trailing his fingers along your neck, looking at how you're swallowing down the budding saliva on your tongue.

he exhales through his parted mouth as you take in the scent of cheap alcohol, wanting nothing more than his big, strong hands to keep touching you like that all night long.

he continues to stroke the planes of your face, marvelling in the gentleness of your features, before ultimately rounding up his inspection to your arms— yes, indeed, he's certain he memorized you entirely, giving you a little hum of appreciation as your arms wrap around his neck, holding him close.

gallagher captures your lips in a melting heat of passion as you lean back against the cold wall, closing your eyes to be carried along by the sensual moments of his traces guiding you.

his large hands on your hips made you shiver— you do not know the man yet they feel so good, they promise yet conceal so much. the loudness of people outside too— or the penetrating talks as you've been hidden behind a wall of golden lust, concealed by an even bigger body towering over you.

it made this situation so much more filthier, hotter and send waves of pleasure to overwhelm you.

the coldness of the wall left an impression on you, a cold hug that was ultimately cancelled by gallagher's warm hands messily pushing your dress up to find your soaked panties.

he doesn't waste more time before he presses two fingers against your clothed folds, slowly getting there. you're moving as one, and the laps of his tongue on your lips were thick like molasses, always licking his pink muscle over your own before reaching down to pull the drenched panties aside, his raw digits now hovering over your hole.

by no means was this something you'd normally do, just hook up with a random stranger— it was altogether too quick, to unpersonal yet somehow this particular night, it was stronger in its pleasure and heat than you've ever known it before.

you open your legs a little to invite him as the muscles in his arms bunch under his skin when he fingers you with two thick digits curled deep inside— although shockingly enough, he's tender and gentle with you, which came as a surprise, testing the waters on your pussy as he scissors your hole and teases your walls with his fingertips.

"that feels good?" gallagher questions whilst watching in awe how you ride his hand for him, the rough pads of his digits pulling the breath out of you as your body tingles and arches into his chest, "yeah.. that's s-so good," you close your eyes, both breathing hard— yet in truth, it was already easy for you to discern a big smile on his face, one of being greatly pleased by your answer while the man was marveling at the smoothness and the lovely muscles of your hole twitching around him.

#hsr x reader #honkai star rail x reader #hsr smut #honkai star rail smut #aventurine x reader #aventurine smut #gallagher x reader #gallagher smut #hsr x you #hsr gallagher #hsr aventurine #honkai star rail x you #aventurine x you #gallagher x you

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angelltheninth · 2 months

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Gallagher's Stubble Scratching You when He's Giving Oral

Pairing: Gallagher x Reader

Tags: nsfw, smut, oral sex, inner thigh kisses, teasing, scratching, ticklish!Reader

A/N: The stubble just hits something for me.

Never lets his stubble become a full beard or mustache

You whine and complain about the scratchiness when the two of you kiss

But you seem perfectly fine with it when he's on his knees for you

Almost perfectly fine you'll still tell him about how you can't stay still when he presses his chin against your thighs

He knows you're ticklish and takes advantage of that fact by slowly dragging his wet chin across your skin

Doesn't stop until your legs are shaking and he has to support your weight

It doesn't matter if you're shaking from laughter or pleasure, as long as you're happy so is he

Will shave of course but he doesn't do oral until he has his stubble back

At this point it's almost a given that he's gonna scratch you a little when he's down there

Gallagher's kisses are as soft as the way he drags his face across your inner thighs

But his kisses tend to make your legs start shaking faster

Knows you have a few weak spots there

Could focus on those but he loves being a tease and making you anticipate your orgasm

Sparse with biting but will do so to make you stay still when you're squirming too much

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6gumi · 15 days

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i won’t break ya ! (full fic ver soon !)

cw. mentions of breeding | bear!gallagher x bunny f!reader :3 | thinkin’ hard about . . . bear!gallagher right now . . >< small lil brainrot / thirst ! ! if he was ever a hybrid of some sorts . . he’d be a bear 100%

thinkin’ about bear!gallagher who manhandles you by accident sometimes . . especially during intimate moments. he’s just so so desperate for you, who can blame him ? !

thinkin’ about bear!gallagher who’s cock is . . . big to say the least. he has to take simple precautions whenever he fucks you, scared he might break you. gallagher let out a satisfied growl as he felt your tight warmth enveloping his shaft. you were so small . . he could crush you. eat you up maybe. "so cute . . so so damn tight . . i’m scared i might break ya."

thinkin’ about bear!gallgaher who’s fond of your size differences, more than he ever expected, really. gallagher is gentle yet rough with you, wanting nothing but pleasure for his precious bunny girlfriend but . . . he also wants to claim you. show you just how good he is with his girthy cock ! "damn, you're good, bunny . . . you’re making me cum. so small, so perfect . . so damn cute.”

gallagher shifts, pulling you close enough that your back pressed against his chest, one large arm wraps around your waist, pulling you in tighter. thrusting upwards into you, his thumb teased your sensitive bud as he licked his lips. “you’re so small baby . . i could pound you ‘til you scream my fuckin’ name."

“y—you’re gonna break me, gallagher . .” small crystal-like tears shimmered from your pretty eyes, his seed spilling out of your pussy as he came inside for the fourth time this hour. “break ‘ya? nah, i won’t break ‘ya, bunny. only bullshit i’m breakin’ today is this damn bed.”

thinkin’ about bear!gallagher who pulls on your little rabbit ears every-time during intimacy. “slow,” he growls. "savour it, sweet bunny.” he breathes, his eyes flickering down at your ears as he tugged on ‘em tighter ! his muscles were tense as he continued his relentless thrusting. then, tug. he tugged you back at his chest, forcing you to arch your back !

gallagher’s eyes glint with hunger, devouring you with his gaze. "that’s my girl. time to see if you're as tough as you say you are, bunny." his cock drilled within you, his tongue invading your mouth . . . eager to make this pleasurable for you. “stretch those holes, baby. take my dick like the good girl you are . . such a pretty thing. this pussy of yours . . it belongs to me, right?”

#millie’s writings ✔︎#bear gallagher . . . owwwhhh . . ><#hsr smut #hsr x reader #honkai star rail smut #hsr x you #hsr gallagher #gallagher x reader #gallagher smut #gallagher x you

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beloved-blaiddyd · 30 days

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WARNING: HSR 2.1 SPOILERS

Prompt: Yandere!Gallagher who based most of his current personality on (Y/n)'s dead husband.

i love this man so much like can you imagine hoyo just dropped us a playable character with facial hair like HELL YEAH let's gooooo

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yurinaa-world · 25 days

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Characters: Boothill, Gallaher, & Sunday, x Gender-neutral Reader

Synopsis: Wearing their clothes

Warnings: Fluff and spelling mistakes,

𝐵𝑜𝑜𝓉𝒽𝒾𝓁𝓁

He's so cold.

You could feel his cold metal arms around you, yet the side of his face was against your chest as if he wanted to hear your heartbeat or feel your body heat—just something that could make him feel alive—so at least he could feel something even if it's a little human even if that part of him was stripped from him long ago.

You were wearing a thin white shirt that he never wears since he’s always shirtless. That alone, got him wanting him to feel and touch you.

“Boothill, are you alright?”

You asked in a soft tone and rubbed his back while he hugged you tighter before looking up at you, flashing his sharp teeth and smiling at you. “Aah'm good.” Before going face-first in your chest.

You thought he wasn’t feeling too well today, yet that was the complete opposite. He's bright and alive, as usual.

“If you're fine, then why are you clutching onto me tightly?”

“Cuz’ you’re warm.” he smiles, rubbing his cheek against your chest without shame or hesitation and you feel yourself blush. He was just cute like this. “but you’re so cold.”

“Ya didn’t push meh away if aah was that cold for ya” he grins, going up to kiss you on your jawline before going down to your collarbone and pressing soft kisses there. You shiver at his cold body and the contact he had to offer, but still you held onto him while he had his way with you.

𝒢𝒶𝓁𝓁𝒶𝑔𝒽𝑒𝓇

Looking cute tonight. got the entire set on”

You look away from your book to see Gallagher lying next to you—looks like he came in the room without you even realizing—he had one of those smirks on his face that could be either smug or seductive. “What are you reading?” he asks you, eyes flicking across your shoulder, where the shirt was falling off since it was too big for you.

“Doesn't matter since you're home.” Putting your book to the side and immediately jumping on him. “Want you instead.” He laughs, pulling you down to lie on top of him.

“How was work? You look tired,” you say leaning down on his chest, whilst he rubs circles into your back. “It was alright,” he says with a sigh, pressing a gentle kiss on your forehead.

“What about you? looks like you had fun acting like me.”

“I wasn’t!”

“Why are you wearing my clothes then?” he says, lifting an eyebrow, “they’re comfortable.” “Even the tie?” He grabs “your” pink and tugs it lightly—like how you would when you want his kisses—before kissing your lips, slowly at first then more passionately as he lets go.

“But you love it don’t you,” You smile, resting your head back down on his chest.

“you know I do.”

𝒮𝓊𝓃𝒹𝒶𝓎

“You're..wearing my jacket?”

His eyes were wide, not expecting you to be wearing…his extra jacket from your shared closet. What a way to get his attention off from the piles of paper he’s been working on since the morning.

“Cuz’ I’m cold.” you sigh, walking over to him, and sitting right next to him before wrapping your arms around his, cozying up to him, feeling the warmth just coming off from him and into your body. “If you're that cold then you should go to bed.”

“I’ll go when you go.”

You yawn, pressing your face into his shoulder as you cling onto him like a koala—as if you didn't want him to do work but spend some time with you—hearing his breath hitch watching you cling onto him. He feels bad that he didn't give you any time.

“If you can’t go to bed with me then spend 20 minutes with me,” you mumble, making him amused by how you cling onto him almost like a cat. “20 minutes together it is.” he smiles, kissing you on the forehead. “I’m sorry for ignoring you,” he mutters, kissing you again.

“If you're sorry then make it 40 minutes.”

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nanamiluvs · 2 months

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for his own pleasure !

pairing : gallagher x reader

rating : explicit

sypnosis : gallagher eating pussy <3

wc : 200

warnings : afab reader but no pronouns used, reader is called "good girl", oral (f receiving), overstimulation, face sitting, slight hair pulling (m receiving), his stupid stubble that i want to ride, gallagher who gets pussydrunk so easily it's almost funny

gallagher who eats pussy like a craved man. it's either him holding you down by your thighs as you sit on him or your plush thighs threatening to crush his skull when he goes down on you. you may think he does it to pleasure you, in reality, you couldn't be more wrong. he eats you out because that's what pleasures him, the taste of your juices along with the melodies your moans sound like in his ears. he grows so hard it's unbearable, yet no, he won't stop to fuck you for real. his hips grind against the bed, dick aching with need in his pants, low moans spilling from his mouth as his tongue laps your slick. his stubble grazes your lips as his jaw moves, your hips desperately chasing the friction.

"t's alright," he would say as you come down from your high, clit too puffy and overstimulated, tugging at his hair to keep him away for one goddamn second.

you realize your efforts are futile as he pulls back to meet your gaze, a loose smirk on his half-soaked face, "'can give me one more, right? good girl."

reqs are open ! i mainly write for jjk, hsr & genshin ✩

#gallagher x reader #hsr gallagher #hsr gallagher x reader #gallagher smut #honkai star rail x reader #star rail x reader #hsr x reader #hsr smut #gallagher x you #honkai star rail gallagher

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tim-shii · 1 month

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a/n: a gift for @svnarin 🫶 may he come home 🙏 this is a meet cute kinda thing hes fine very fine and hot too i'd kiss him the moment i see him for the first time (im the one who read a liquor lingo article for this yes)

gallagher thinks you look out of place. arms almost sticking to your torso and constant glances around your surroundings, he deduces that you’re either being stood up or it’s your first time in a place like this. since there’s not many people on the counter right now, he sees there’s no harm in approaching you.

“what can i get you this evening?” his raspy voice pulls you out of your daydreaming. you look at him with wide eyes and instantly, you’re fiddling with your fingers.

“uhm.. a cola, maybe?” he blinks once, then twice, before chuckling.

“never been in a pub before, sweetheart?” he leans with his forearms on the counter, slightly tilting his head at you.

“no. but i’ve read a liquor lingo article before coming here.”

“and is that helping you?”

“no. not really,” you wince. “can i please get a cola?”

“don’t have ‘em. sorry, sweets.” gallagher shrugs, grabbing a table cloth and pretending to wipe the wooden surface. he snickers at your frowning face.

“can i offer you a cassis soda?”

“i don’t know what that is.” you shake your head at him. he notices the tension slowly leaving your body. the previous signs of anxiousness nowhere to be found, you’re leaning on the counter and actively engaging in a conversation with hin.

“a virgin mojito?” he cuts you off before you even get to shake your head at the sound of an unfamiliar drink. let’s be honest. with it being your first time in a bar, all drinks are unfamiliar. your safest bet would probably be a glass of water.

“i’ll make you a virgin mojito and you can try it. if you don’t like it, i’ll grab a can of cola.”

“deal.” you watch as he moves around, skillfully making your drink like it’s second nature. in a matter of minutes, a glass of a carefully curated mocktail sits in front of you. you look up from the drink to the handsome bartender, he has his arms crossed over his chest and an eyebrow raised at your stare.

“well? go on, try it. you saw me make it. trust me, there is no poison or love potion in that.”

gallagher hums as you take a sip from your drink, turning for a moment to grab something from the cooler behind him. he turns back just in time to see your face scrunched up, nimble fingers not-so-subtly pushing back the glass to his direction.

“i’m guessing you’re not a fan?” he mused while handing you the promised can of soda, tab already opened. you rejoiced in the fizz of the beverage you’re used to. “no, definitely not a fan. maybe after a few more tries, i’ll come to like it.”

“then, i’ll be making it for you a few more times.”

“it’s a date.” although taken aback by your words, gallagher hid his astonishment with a devilish smirk.

“sure, sweetheart. a date it is then. now, why don’t you tell me more about that liquor lingo you’ve read?”

“okay so a back is a drink—”

maybe next time, he’ll slide a glass of rob roy your way.

likes and reblogs are appreciated! masterlist

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achelouise · 22 days

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Lies, mysteries, and tricks

Fandom: Honkai Starail

Pairing: Sunday/Gen!reader, MENTIONED Gallagher/reader

Warnings: Spoilers for 2.1! Very toxic, from both sides, I think? Maybe OOC Sunday.

Summary: You learn about Robin's death, and rush to console Sunday. He isn't the thing you should be worrying about, though.

A/N: It's been a while! Came back to write this, because I couldn't stop thinking about this idea. It's rushed, and it's not really well-written, and it's short. Please forgive me~ (I am obsessed with Gallagher rn, so if anyone has any ideas I would love to hear and write about them :D (I still don't know how to properly use tumblr btw))

“Sunday? Are you in there?”

No answer. You drum your fingers against your sides nervously.

“Sunday, can we talk? Please?”

Still no answer. Your heart beats widely in your chest.

You ignore your thunderous heart as you slowly push the doors of the mansion open. The creaking doors echo and bounce along the empty halls, revealing a giant room, devoid of any light. A luxurious bed, dorned with lights and gems and painted with beautiful colors, is tucked away at the very side of the room. Sunday’s bedroom.

The factions had established that, other than the man himself, Sunday’s blood-related family, along with his spouse, would have access to it. Sunday himself had no permission to grant access to anyone, so you are surprised when the bellhop simply glanced at you and let you in without protest.

You could only guess it was because you two were close friends, and they were used to seeing you enter the Pavilion as children. Still, to enter his bedroom must be a breach in security…

But he wasn’t in any other room you could find. Time was slipping, lives were being lost, and you needed to find him. Fast.

You’re not exactly in the know. Most things you know, only Gallagher has told you. But you know full well that Sunday needs support.

“Sunday, please. I know I haven’t visited in… a while. I know what happened, and I’m sorry. Let’s work this out together. Don’t run away. Please?”

Only your echoes answer.

You were rambling to yourself at this point, desperation climbing further and further up to your chest. You have seen what Sunday does when he loses those he loves- and you want to help him. You don’t ever want to see him like that again. Never again.

You glance at the papers scattered on his desk. Maybe they have some information on where he went. He likes to rant in diaries.

You close your eyes, and pray to whatever Aeon you follow.

Forgive my sins for ever trespassing privacy to this extent.

You don’t exactly have a clear mind when you start to rummage through the papers that endured wear and tear. You start to read some.

How could she do this?

It’s fine. It’s fine. Itsfineitsfineitsfineitsfineitsfine

Robin. Dear Aeons, Robin.

When I find the traitor I will make them pay in blo o d

Please don’t leave me please

Please please please please pleasepleas e

Your stomach drops. Poor Sunday.

Something else catches your eye, though. A soft reflection of a photo, pinned at the corner of the widespread desk. You lean over to take a good look at it.

You bite your lip so hard it nearly breaks skin. But even that dulls in comparison to the piles and piles of photos- all of them just you and Gallagher.

There are a wide range of those photos; from you two sitting across each other in the Dreamjolt Hostelry, to your hands linked together, faces flushed and smiles bright. All of them, with Gallagher’s face crossed out with glaring, red circles.

How dare he HOW DARE HE HOW DARE HE

HE DID IT HE KILLED HER HE TOOK HER I WILL MAKE HIM PAY

The words are jagged and rough, as if he had barely managed to carve it out with his bare hands. It is a gigantic contrast to the sweet and elegant cursives he writes in his letters to you. It almost made you believe it wasn’t even Sunday who wrote this.

But you’re not stupid. You swallow the bile down your throat as your stomach churns with heightened fear and uncertainty. Sunday is a clever man, which makes him infinitely more dangerous.

Admittedly, he is far more unhinged than the public understands. You’ve never had a problem with it- only crazy can recognize crazy, and that was probably how he uncovered the plan of that gambler.

This doesn’t work in your favor, though. You don’t want to know what it means when he directs this insanity towards you.

You turn to leave.

“Ah, you found me.”

A hand shoots out to grip your arm, and you have no time to react. Shock, as quick as it comes, is slow to settle down. You try to scream.

“Oh Triple-Faced Soul, please seal this traitor's tongue and palms with a hot iron, so that the traitor will not be able to fabricate lies and make false vows.”

No.

Your whole body goes cold. You feel it- the soft waves of Harmony pulsing in your head, trapping your tongue and seeing through your eyes. You had seen its effect- seen how it slaughters and breaks those who disobey. But to receive this kind of treatment yourself…

You finally process the dangerous situation you’re in, and wrench free from his grasp. You regain your stance as you stumble backwards, a question on the tip of your tongue. “Why?”

Sunday looks… off. His clothes are askew, his eyebags more apparent without the illusion of Harmony, and a smile, out of place and out of his mind. He chuckles, far too gentle, so much so that it sends shivers down your spine.

“You know how this goes, don’t you?” he coos, berating and condescending. “Answer my questions truthfully, or suffer the rejection of the Harmony.”

“Why would I ever lie to you?” you ask, “What is there even to ask?”

His eye twitches. His voice drops an octave, laced with poison and jealousy. “You know perfectly well what I mean.”

He breathes in, regaining his footing as the questions begin. “Are you interested in Gallagher? Is he interested in you?”

You think of him. A few hours ago, he insisted he came along to find Sunday with you. You’re starting to regret that decision. “Yes- and, I… I think so.”

Sunday tsks. “Do you know what he is? What it is?”

You cross your arms. “No. He is not human, but I am not exactly a young damsel in distress myself.”

“Do you not understand? That that man is nothing but a memetic entity, with thousands of truths woven together as a lie? Do you not know that the man you hold hands with killed Robin in cold blood? Why would you want to be with a foul beast like him?”

You are taken aback at the venom in Sunday’s tone. He isn’t even hiding it anymore. His breathing is ragged, and his eyes are blown wide.

“I… didn’t.” you admit, far too overwhelmed by his genuine frustration to confirm the validity in his claims.

Sunday suddenly withdrawals, as if sensing he has taken you off guard. He draws himself to his full height, casting a shadow with the light outside in the halls. The pulses in your head die out, as if they were never there.

“You are being tricked, dearest. He is not the man you think he is. He is a monster, a murderer, that serves under a shameful stain. Join me, in the pursuit of the Watchmaker. We can make all of them pay in blood.”

He rants, and you feel your heart sink. He is unstable because of this recent loss, but he has clearly not lost his mind. There is still rhyme and reason to what he does.

“My past? Hah, let’s not get into that just yet. I’ll tell you- someday.”

You glance down at the hand he offers you. His gaze is tender, but far too fragile. His lips are quivering, a silent plea.

You want to reject him. You want to scream at him, punch him, and run away, as far as possible. Gallagher had promised he would explain himself one day, and you had not mentally prepared yourself to know.

But given the unstable state he was in, it is unwise to simply respond with violence.

You reach out for his hand- only for a blade, dark and violet laced with gold, piercing from his stomach. Blue liquid pours from his gut, and this time, you truly do scream.

You don’t hear anything. The withdrawal of the blade is defeated by the look of despair and shock in Sunday’s eyes. He reaches for your hand, in a blind desperation- only to dissipate at the softest graze into a sea of bubbles.

Your heart thunders in your ribcage. A silent dread washes over you, and you hear your breaths grow shorter.

A lighter goes out.

Strong, warm arms envelop you.

A voice, low and gruff, tells you that it’s going to be okay. The voice hovers over your ear, gentle and sweet, almost fabricated to ghost over your ear in a way you can’t refuse. You don’t respond, though, as you feel a sharp cut to your neck, and you’re out like a light.

#honkai star rail #hsr #hsr gallagher #hsr sunday #sunday x reader #sunday x you #gallagher x reader #gallagher x you #hsr gallagher x reader

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sundayswife · 14 days

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literally going feral with sunshine!reader x grumpy!gallagher. i love this trope to death any thoughts on a hcs?!

Ofc, ofc!! Now let's get going with this headcanon.

No warnings! Just fluff with sunshine!reader × grumpy!Gallagher. Hope you enjoy Anon!!

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Grumpy!Gallagher would be all tired from working all day, bumping into you would make him even more tired. Making the old dog all Grumpy around your sunshine self.

He would grumble as you would talk and talk about your day, asking him questions about his day only to be met with a annoyed sigh.

Grumpy!Gallagher who looks down with annoyance and tired eyes, he makes it seem like he hates your company. But really he likes it, just doesn't want to admit it and is just grumpy with you.

Will sigh when he sees you running up to him, about to talk his ears off again. And with your bubbly personality that really shows off on you. Makes him even more grumpy.

Always so smiley and bubbly around him and he's just frowning or glaring at you with annoyance. Maybe not talk off his ear and give him silence would make this guy less grumpy...

Grumpy!Gallagher who only shows that he's pissy or annoyed that your around, but really, he likes it. Your his soft spot but he hides it, and he does not want you to know that.

There is sometimes when grumpy!Gallagher isn't glaring or giving you some type of look. He is actually relaxed around you, but usually doesn't show it because he's sooo grumpy! But that's okay, because he shows his gratitude in his own ways.

Will give you free drinks time to time, will get very annoyed if you ask why. But he just shuts you up and says "Take it, before I change my mind." With a small, ity bity smile curling on his lips. But quickly fades away when he catches himself.

If it was relationship wise with him, grumpy!Gallagher would be less grumpy and annoyed towards you. Will show his affections in small ways outside, like holding your hand or waist.

Grumpy!Gallagher who would totally love having cuddles with you before going to work, still tired but feeling your warmth against his body makes him less grumpy.

Does show his soft side towards you more and more as the relationship proceeds, shows you his smile time to time. Will stop immediately if you get all giggly and tease him about it.

Grumpy!Gallagher would get extremely grumpy if you leave the bed and away from his arms. Will give you silent treatment until you promise you won't ever, everrr do it again.

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"Darl', Shh..." Gallagher groans out tiredly as he brings his face to your neck, taking a deep inhale of your scent. "But, i didn't tell you on how cute the puppy was!—" you start before he grumbles loudly. "Darlin', go to bed." He growled out, before continuing. "Please..." Gallagher says softly, hugging your waist as he spoons you. Making the cuddle session more intimate and filled with passion.

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Author's note: Hello! I hope you have enjoyed this headcanon along side with a very small one-shot? I think that is what it is called. Anyways, thank you Anon for this request!! Would love to see more!! :) And reblogs are appreciated as always!!

#hsr gallagher #honkai gallagher #gallagher x reader #gallagher x you #gallagher honkai star rail #fluff #headcanon #characters x reader #x reader #Gallagher x gn reader #gallagher x male reader #Gallagher x fem reader #hsr headcanons #hsr #honkai star rail

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deathbxnny · 9 days

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hello, gallagher aventurine and dr ratio with an asuka!reader?

(teen!reader who despite being a kid, acts grown up and wants to be seen as an adult)

As someone who absolutely LOVES Asuka (Although Rei is still my all-time favorite, and idk what that says about me lmao-) I absolutely adore this request, Anon!! So thank you so much for this ask, and I hope you'll like this!<33

Content: Platonic relationships, slight angst, older brother figures hsr men, teen reader, vague mentions of potential childhood trauma regarding reader, sfw

Reader has no set pronouns!

((Not proofread))

》GALLAGHER

Gallagher found your rather bratty behavior quite amusing, which is why he simply played along at first. You often helped him out in the bar and it was kind of funny to see you trying to act like an adult, even going as far as ordering him around.

He knew that it was most likely all because of an underlying issue from your past, but he wasn't the type to confront you on it immideatly. Instead, he simply let you do your thing whilst making sure you were still having fun deep down.

He also makes sure to let you know that you can talk to him whenever you want to open up or just need some advice on things. He's patient and has all the time in the world for you. And even if you never open up to him, he'll make sure that your life is relatively easy anyway, so that you can still be a kid in peace.

》DR. RATIO

Both of you are awfully stubborn, and it shows whenever you two get into a daily argument over the most smallest things. He knows something is wrong with you deep down, but he also just doesn't have the patience needed whenever you tell him off again for daring to insinuate that you are indeed still just a child. And yet, as frustrated as he can get sometimes, he still tries his best to be the bigger person in the end. He is above arguing with a kid... but God do you make it hard sometimes to keep that up.

With that said, he tries to compromise with your need to feel like an adult by simply giving you much harder subject matters that are way above your grade level. And unsurprisingly to him ofcourse, this seemed to work and quell your angers.

You really just wanted to be respected as an equal to him, and so he let you work up to it, knowing you'd get there eventually.

》AVENTURINE

Similar to Gallagher, he finds your attitude rather amusing at first, although there was still some seriousness in him regarding your situation. You were hellbent on being seen as an adult, so much so that you'd talk back, get into fights and ignore all his orders just for a slither of recognition from him. You thought that all of this would make you into an adult, but alas, it just made you look more like the hurt child you were deep down.

After observing your behavior for a while, Aventurine eventually makes his move and calmly asks you why you want to be an adult so badly over a game of cards. He knew he'd be met with alot of attitude at first, but when he dug deeper, he finally figured out that you simply wanted to be taken seriously. He reassures you afterward that he never doubted your abilities, as he let's you win for the first time ever.

Alrighttttt!! I hope this was okay, Anon, and thank you again for your request!<33

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rottendollface · 6 days

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Rum and Cigarettes.

Character: Gallagher.

Warnings: NSFW, female young reader, age gap (early 20 vs 52 y.o.), strangers to lovers, smoking, fingering, unprotected vaginal sex, drunk sex, Gallagher acts kinda creepy, mention of post-sex sadness, 18+.

Art by: Leonardo AI.

He was standing on the balcony, naked, and the sparkle of a burning cigarette was illuminating a part of his lower face. What was he thinking about? You didn't know.

Every muscle, every vein on his body reminded you of antique statues. He was shaped so perfectly it left you wondering which Aeon themself bestowed him with such a cosmic charm. And his pensive gaze… it all made your head spin.

Gallagher was an alcoholic, old enough to play as your father and careless enough not to promise women anything except one night stand, and you were just an IPC worker, who needed to keep an eye on him and lure out as much confidential information as you could. He smelled of tart alcohol, cheap cigarettes and cologne with woodsy notes and accords of amber, and incense; your skin smelled sweet with the mixed fragrance of black pepper, tuberose and orange blossom.

You tried to recall the moment you gave up and played to your inner demons' benefit. Your body still felt light and warm from all the rum-based cocktails you were drinking for the whole evening. You were the only visitor; Gallagher felt more talkative than usual, so your senses were busy with listening to his chatter and smelling his smoldering cig.

You felt something for him. His strong figure and mysterious persona made blood rush through your veins. It wasn't right, but you couldn't care less here, on Penacony, where all dreams were able to come true. You craved for him, and he craved for you, too.

It was hard not to lay an eye on you: your class and magnificent appearance made you a desirable trophy for every man. His helpful hand didn't let your glass stay empty, and his eyes were wandering on your figure. Your features, your neck and your cleavage were his main interest.

Word after word, and you found yourself playing with his hand, your eyes glistening with devilish treachery and your fingertips brushing the inner part of his forearm, tracing every deep-blue vein and scratching the skin with your nails, agonizingly slow. Gallagher kept himself collected, yet you could see his jaw working. He had a plan to give you so much alcohol so you would forget your own name and come to his apartment, but you seemed willing to do so without stimulating aid.

In his old, cold, and lonely apartment, your presence was extraterrestrial. Gallagher kept your face in his hands, his warm mouth left kisses all across your cheeks and lips, as if you were the dearest person he had ever known in his entire life. You hugged his neck, your lips met his, involving Gallagher into a deep, passionate kiss.

Your dress was thrown on the floor, and you were left in your underwear, laying in his bed. Gallagher lowered his grip to your waist; his fingers dug into your soft flesh. He was grinding his crotch against yours slowly. Gallagher didn't hurry to undress, as he was completely drowned in savoring your half-naked beauty. The difference between your young, supple body and his, adorned with aging, made his head spin at the realization that it was him to steal the moments of your youth and fervor. Gallagher was an old disgusting man, attracted to a girl twice younger his age.

Gallagher unclipped your bra, his hand cupped one of your breasts. He took your hard and pined nipple into his mouth to play with it. You reached your hand to the bulge on his pants, squeezing and stroking it. You could hear him sucking the air in loudly, and you smirked at his reaction. Sex with him was just like his persona – lazy and spontaneous.

His mouth went back on your neck; he bit at your skin, scratching it with prickly stubble on his chin. Your pussy was pulsating and clenching around nothing, all the wetness that was leaking out your hole stained your panties and the fabric of his pants. Gallagher took a moment to pull your underwear down, his eager fingers found your clit and pressed on it gently, rubbing in a circular motion. You moaned at the touch, and he slipped them inside, penetrating you easily, as his fingers were already covered in your slick. Pushing them in gently, he left you begging for him.

You sat up to help him undress – you couldn't wait anymore, burning with desire. Your shaking fingers unbuttoned his costume, and Gallagher threw it down on the floor offhandedly. Gallagher made you lay down, his massive hands spread your legs apart and he pushed his erected leaking member inside you impudently, taking a fast and rough pace all of sudden. Gallagher squeezed your wrists with a free hand and put your hands above your head, bringing the element of submission to the intimacy. Listening to your heated breath and whimperings, feeling your body's response to his actions Gallagher couldn't keep his voice shut inside his throat, moaning hoarsely at the way your folds quivered on his dick. His pleased ego added Gallagher an extra pleasure: it was him to fuck you senseless, not your wealthy and vain co-workers. You could have every man in your bed, still you chose him.

Compared to him, you were small in every aspect: Gallagher was older, taller, stronger and smarter than you. His big and gentle palms that were groping your body gave you an insane pleasure, as well as this unhealthy dynamic of your relationship added the flame to the lubricious frenzy, turning you into a brain dead doll for him. Gallagher let go of your hands, and you clinched to him as if he was your long-term lover, arched your back from the sense of his huge dick pounding into your sloppy pussy. You were close to climax, and Gallagher felt it, his hips rocking harder. He leaned to kiss you, so you hugged his neck, your fingers tangling in his hair. Your orgasm brought Gallagher closer, giving him a hard time not to cum inside your trembling core. He kept moving, prolonging your rapture, and almost had time to pull out of you. You felt his thick and hot cum spurting on your tummy; his heavy breathing scorched at your ear.

Gallagher excused himself and left to bring napkins to help you clean up. You stayed in bed, catching your breath; then he left you once again, this time for a smoke break. It was the time for an awkward silence. Dear Aeons, what were you hoping for?

“Wanna meet again tomorrow?” Gallagher finally said, putting cigarette out and leaving it in a can, full of butts.

You smiled.

#hsr x reader #honkai star rail x reader #hsr smut #honkai star rail smut #gallagher x reader #hsr gallagher #gallagher smut #hsr x you #gallagher x you #gallagher x female reader

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beloved-blaiddyd · 28 days

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yandere half-dog!Gallagher and forgetful farmer!reader au medium effort doodles before I start my day lol.

Edit: more dog gallagher content here

Short additional brainrots:

(Y/n)'s family has a long history of adopting hounds, even including them in their family tree.

Initially, they have no plans on getting a dog. They can manage the farm just fine and was not interested in investing on livestock (chickens, sheep, cows, etc.) They're not confident enough in their abilities to raise an animal.

??? once belonged to another Family, which unfortunately treated him poorly. He was not given a name. There was a period in the summer wherein his owners forgot to give him water, and when he did hear the sound of liquid trickling down— he cringed at the taste. He still doesn't know if they were trying to kill him, but from them on, he loathed the taste of SoulGlad.

Needless to say... (Y/n)'s old man was surprised when they brought home a "mutt".

“He looks like he's dying. Pops, can't you help me out?”

“I thought you hate animals...”

“I just stink at taking care of 'em.” (Y/n) sighed. “Please? Poor thing looks like it's on its last leg.”

To this day, Gallagher isn't sure what exactly compelled them to help him. Even when asked, (Y/n) would say they forgot their own reasons behind taking him in. Perhaps he was just that pitiful— or maybe their (L/n) traits finally got to them. He's eternally grateful either way.

And so...

Gallagher gazed at the (L/n) Family tree, caressing his and (Y/n)'s image.

“Hey Master, ya don't have any plans on getting another hound, do ya?”

“Please, you're already a handful, Woos— Gallagher. I don't need another one.”

He grinned, eyes not straying away from the painted walls.

“Good.” He closed his eyes.

“Wouldn't want to share you with anyone else, y'know.”

(Y/n) laughed. “For an old dog, you seem like a clingy young pup.”

Gallagher nodded, savoring their voice. Refreshing, just like cold water on a warm day. You claimed that he's acting like a puppy, but when he was young? He was a biter. Not exactly the loving kind. It was best that you met him when he was already all grown up.

“Well... Perhaps that's just a sign I never got a chance to being one... But when I'm with you, I'm...”

He shook his head.

“Nevermind. What's the agenda for today, Master?”

#$ brynn's papers #yandere gallagher #I see aventurine is winning the poll dw whoever wins the poll gets a comic lmao these are just some doodles *shrug*#I sweae I'm not a furry (the allegations become harder to dismiss every day /silly)#yandere gallagher x reader #gallagher x reader #yandere hsr #yandere hsr x reader #yancore #gallagher x you #gallagher hsr #hsr #hsr x reader #hsr fanart #Also maaaybe i really just made this to spread yandere gallagher agendas cuz really- we need more adult looking characters to simp for hAHA #yandere imagines #tw yandere #yandere x reader

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yurinaa-world · 2 months

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𝒟𝓇𝑒𝓈𝓈𝑒𝓈! 𝒟𝓇𝑒𝓈𝓈𝑒𝓈! 𝒟𝓇𝑒𝓈𝓈𝑒𝓈!

Characters: Gallagher, Aventurine & Sunday x Gender-neutral Reader

Synopsis: Trying out dresses

Warnings: Fluff, spelling mistakes, wearing dresses cuz I like dresses,

𝒢𝒶𝓁𝓁𝒶𝑔𝒽𝑒𝓇

“what’d you think?” you ask Gallagher, sitting on your shared bed at home—waiting to see the dress you were trying on— while playing with his lighter. You could tell he liked you by the way he was looking you up and down with such a look and taking in every part of you.

“lookin’ real good,” he says, flashing a grin at you. he always did have that kind of charm about him. “you don’t even need to try,” he added, grabbing your hips and rubbing up and down.

“Such a man with his words..and hands.” you smile and pull away from his hands to take a good look at yourself, running a hand through your hair and smoothing some stray hairs.

He soon got up from the couch and started wrapping his arms around your neck, swaying you back and forth. You let out a small laugh as you closed your eyes and rested the back of your head against his chest. He kissed you softly on top of your head.

His arms moved around your neck to your hips, with his face hiding in your neck and just feeling the hair on his chin scratch gently against your neck.

“You look good in anything you wear,”

𝒜𝓋𝑒𝓃𝓉𝓊𝓇𝒾𝓃𝑒

"59,000 credits, that insane?!" you muttered to yourself; looking at the price tag might have just given you a heart attack. Looking in the mirror, it looks perfect on you, yet going bankrupt isn't what you're hoping for in life.

"Are you going to come out? At least let me see your pretty face." Aventurine calls out to you from outside the dressing room you were in. You can hear the smirk in his voice when you hear him. You sigh profoundly and exit your dressing room.

"Like it?" you ask, scratching the back of your neck, waiting for his opinion—not as if you were going to buy it,, but it wouldn't get his opinion—"You look so cute," he grins, coming closer to you,, before giving you a kiss that was too short for your liking.

"not cute enough to go broke in the bank." You groan, flattening down the dress with your hands; he chuckles lightly. "Come on, it suits you. I bought it for you."

"Ah, you don't need to." You sputtered, trying to hide how your cheeks heat. "You're my lover; you have to be awkward about it." he snickers, pulling you close to your hips and kissing your lips lovingly.

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Groans slip from your mouth while you unsuccessfully try to zip the back of your dress. Your neck hurt from looking back, and your hand started cramping. You were getting frustrated with yourself.

"Is everything alright?" Sunday asked you, from right outside the door of your dressing room—holding other clothes you wanted to try on—concerned about your groans. "No, could you help me zip the zipper?" You sigh in defeat, going over to unlock the dressing room door to help you.

You turned around to show him the half-zip-up dress, feeling the blood rush to your cheeks along with the twisted feeling in your stomach beginning to rise. Your throat started to feel dry as soon as you could feel him glaze longingly at your bare back.

You stand still, feeling a shiver as his fingers trace the zipper's path on your dress. The gentle pull and click echo as he secures the dress against your back.

It feels like he is trying to memorize every inch of you. His eyes were filled with such love for you. Before you could move around to show him the outfit, you felt soft lips on your backside, making you blush brightly. Unable to move—just wanting more—he started to trail kisses from your back to your neck.

His touch makes butterflies dance across your skin, and it feels like he is touching your heart and soul. You can feel your heart beating in anticipation of another kiss on your skin.

No, in reality, you wanted way more than just a kiss.

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can you do nsfw alphabet for gallagher? :3

just yes omg gallagher is so ngh... like someone commented on my last gallagher post, i want him and wriothesley to tag team me idc

gallagher nsfw alphabet !

pairing : gallagher x reader

rating : explicit

wc : 2.4k

warnings : smut content, reader is afab but no pronouns used, not beta read, reader is called "miss" and "baby" and "good girl", reader is smaller than gallagher in size, size kink, cum play, slight pet play, come eating, gallagher likes to torture himself, manhandling, praise kink, choking, spanking, gallagher eats pussy like a champ, face-fucking, very slight hair pulling, begging, mentions of creampies, overstimulation, teasing, so much teasing

a : aftercare

gallagher is not the biggest practitioner of aftercare, he'd much rather you two just lay down in a mess and leave the cleaning to later. but he's an acts of service type of man. if you want to be cleaned, he will clean you. if you want to be held, he's cuddling you already. gallagher can do whatever you want to do the point it comes off as weird, but really, he's fine with whatever you like. he wants whatever you want. this man can eat his own cum out of you with pleasure for fuck sake.

b : body part

gallagher loves how big he is. he knows his frame is large, wide shoulders and a build adorned with hard muscles. he acts like he's not aware of it, but he loves how you fit in his bulky arms. for you, gallagher loves anywhere he can grab or run his hands through: your waist, your tummy, your thighs, hips, throat- anywhere, really. to be honest, it doesn't matter but on a surface level, gallagher seems to be the type to prefer a heavier body.

c : cum

gallagher is messy and i mean it. he likes to see a mess on you or himself, he doesn't care, just make a mess. he loves to see his cum dirty your body, sprayed across your tits and stomach or seeping out of your cunt. his cum has an off-white color, thicker in density and he cums a lot. you don't know how it's possible, but the man just doesn't stop cumming. he loves to smear his cum too, even more when you scold him for it, laughing like a little boy.

d : dirty secret

gallagher is not shy, but the idea of wanting you to put a collar on him and treat him like a dog, is a little embarrassing. if you ask him to, he'd say something like 'eh, whatever you want, miss' and oblige. it's definitely not as if he's so fucking hard he's turned on by it, he just wants to go along with your requests.

e : experience

gallagher is probably quite experienced. his job is quite stressful, so why not let off some steam with some hook ups here and there? he's not one to judge you whether you're experienced or not, he simply thinks of his experience as an advantage to pleasure you. he knows what he's doing and he knows it so well.

f : favorite position

gallagher has no set favorite position since this man finds joy in throwing you around. sex with gallagher never finishes in the same position as it started, he will find a way to manhandle you to his whims. probably likes g-whiz, table top and upstanding citizen a lot. get used to him moving your body and handling you into another position he wants because he loves doing it.

g : goofy

gallagher is, most of the time, very laid-back during sex. there are times he's more serious, but usually it's him cracking a few jokes here and there. he doesn't see sex as a necessarily romantic thing- gallagher is someone who prefers to fuck rather than to make love. he's extremely cocky too, so much that you'd want to punch his grinning face in with your fist, but well, that's gallagher for you.

h : hair

gallagher definitely has a happy trail and i don't care what anyone else says. he's probably hairy down there, he doesn't let it get too wild since that bothers him but don't expect to see a completely bald surface. he likes it if you're more on the hairy side as well. for gallagher, the messier, the better when it comes to sex.

i : intimacy

gallagher, like i said, doesn't view sex as strictly romantic. he's often teasing you, dirty words spilling through his lips as he fucks you into utter bliss. this man fucks like he has no respect for you. the other times he's on the intimate side, gallagher can't help but smile fondly as his hips roll into yours, arms wrapped around your body with his low voice whispering in your ear. it's so unfair, how he can pull off both with ease.

j : jack off

gallagher probably jacks off once or maybe twice a week at max. i imagine him doing it after work, before he gets to sleep. he mainly does it to destress. i also imagine him wanting to see you masturbate, rough and calloused hands palming his clothed groin as he watches you pleasure yourself. he will not touch you unless you're done, cunt all wet and messy for his thick cock to fill up. and fill up, he will.

k : kink

gallagher is honestly the kinky type.

‎ ‎ ‎ begging : gallagher wants to see you beg. beg to cum, beg for him to finish inside you, beg for him to fuck you, beg and beg and beg. he finds it so arousing, the way you can go so vulnerable for a man like him. he's a meanie, too, making you beg for anything.

‎ ‎ ‎ choking : gallagher would hate to hurt you, but sometimes he can't help but wrap his hand around your throat as he fucks you. he's never too harsh, he knows how strong he is, his touch is more like a reminder of his presence. his thumb plays with your lip before he leans in and kisses you. he also absolutely loves getting choked by you, your smaller hands wrapped around his neck as you ride him, a teasing grin on his face as he struggles to breathe. he says you don't need to worry about going overboard as he can simply stop it if you do so. trust me, he doesn't want to.

‎ ‎ ‎ overstimulation : gallagher hits me as the type to be able to do it for hours on end, obsessed with making you cum over and over again before burying himself inside. he loves fucking you silly, your whining and moaning sound like music in his ears. loves overstimulating himself too.

‎ ‎ ‎ praise kink : gallagher has a praise kink. it's frustrating at this point, the way he can get you to do anything with that stupid smirk on his face and whispers of his, praising you for everything you do. so much that you want to choke him, yet he's just so sickeningly sweet with his words. anything you do well, he will praise you for it. he turns it into a game of whether you'll get his approval or not, going as far as making you beg and crawl for it, and then praise you for how well you've been. 'y'can do it for me, can't ya? good girl.' he can get you to do almost everything he wants with the providance of praises. likes to be on the receiving side on the times he's on the submissive side, often begging for praises during it. 'ah, i've been a good boy, right, baby? right? come and sit on it, please.'

‎ ‎ ‎ size kink : gallagher wants to tower over you. he wants to hold both of your wrists with one hand. he wants to see how small your hands look compared to his larger ones, he wants to see those big fingers of his slowly disappear inside your pussy, filling you like a dick would. yet it's not even close enough to the feeling of his cock, so big and heavy and just too much. he smiles and pushes further inside, relishing in how much you struggle to take him. how many times has it been? are you still not used to his length? he teases as his frame wraps around yours with your back pressed against his chest, enveloping you with all the warmth radiating from the man. he loves how he's just so big compared to you.

l : location

gallagher cares little about things such as locations. if there's a surface, he can fuck you. he has no shame, he can and will do it everywhere you want him to. obviously won't force you if that's not your thing, happy to oblige in the privacy of your own home. the location really doesn't matter to him, because at the end of the day, it's your walls wrapping around his cock so deliciously.

m : motivation

gallagher has a high sex drive, so i think he doesn't need much additional motivation. but your reactions would be the biggest motivating point for him to continue, in love with the way you whine when he rubs your clit or the way you squirm under his hands as he caresses your body. he will go to heaven and back just to hear you moan in ecstasy. would get hard again at the sight of his cum seeping out your folds.

n : no

gallagher most likely wouldn't have a strictly negative opinion on anything. he's a firm believer that everything can be tested but he's not a fan of the idea of physically hurting you with knives or other sharp weapons.

o : oral

gallagher eats pussy like a craved man. it's either him holding you down by your thighs as you sit on him or your plush thighs threatening to crush his skull when he goes down on you. you may think he does it to pleasure you, in reality, you couldn't be more wrong. he eats you out because that's what pleasures him, the taste of your juices along with the melodies your moans sound like in his ears. he grows so hard it's unbearable, yet no, he won't stop to fuck you for real. his hips grind against the bed, dick aching with need in his pants, low moans spilling from his mouth as his tongue laps your slick. his stubble grazes your lips as his jaw moves, your hips desperately chasing the friction. he also loves pushing your head down on his length, watching you gag and choke around his thick cock as you struggle to take him in. he enjoys eating you out but also face-fucking you, although not as much as the former. his grip on your hair tightens as he gets closer to coming, your saliva and his precum mixing before he buries his cock in your mouth, cum spilling down your throat. he will definitely pull out if you don't like the stretch.

p : pace

gallagher has such a rough pace that it's intoxicating. his hips slam into yours so heavily, you can feel his whole body with the way he thrusts inside of you. he's not slow too, you wonder how he does it. each thrust fills your insides with vigor, groans coming from his mouth. his hips fasten as he comes close to finishing, and that takes quite the long time, the sensation overwhelming.

q : quickie

gallagher absolutely enjoys quickies and no one can convince me otherwise. he thinks they're just so useful for getting one out of his system with the load of his work. though most of the time, he prefers having his time with you.

r : risk

gallagher is probably open with taking risks when it comes to sex. anything you wanna try, he's alright with it- truly a gentleman.

s : stamina

gallagher can go on for multiple rounds on end. you don't know how he does it, he just cums and cums and cums until there's nothing left in his balls, yet it repeats all over the next day! his stamina is probably one of the highest of the star rail men.

t : toys

gallagher can use anything that makes the act more pleasurable for the both of you. it's usually him asking you to try out some new toy he got from who knows where.

u : unfair

gallagher is such a bully. he does nothing but to tease you and rile you up, he just can't shut up for one second! he makes fun of how you're so easily crumbled, how you must have no shame with the way you beg for his cock, how you turn into mush the moment you take his tip. he says all of those with a stupid smirk on his face that only widens when you scold him for it. he enjoys seeing you get teased and all shy so quickly. you want to bite him, punch his face as he keeps not shutting the hell up, his large palm coming down to slap your rear from behind as he laughs at you. 'what's that? oh? you think i'm too mean, miss? how cute, you know you love it.'

v : volume

gallagher is not the most vocal during sex but definitely not quiet. he's more of the groaner and grunter type instead of moaning. you can still make him moan, though, just ride him with your hands tight around his throat and listen to him singing.

w : wild card

gallagher likes how painful it is to have a boner. he leaves his pants on for the sole purpose of feeling his dick stretch against the fabric, begging for release. it hurts so much yet he loves the feeling, cockhead too sensitive and weeping by the time he frees it. he likes it when you sit on it, not putting it inside you but just sitting on it, forcing it to cower as you rub yourself along his length. likes it when you squeeze the shaft so tight that he can't help but curse. gallagher loves the pain if it's because of you.

x : x-ray

gallagher has the biggest or second biggest cock in all of star rail. he's just sooo large, longer and has so much more girth than average. it's a tan color fading into a furious red in the tip. it's so easy to get precum oozing out of it. definitely has thick veins sticking out here and there that you can feel inside of you. he knows how big he is yet he acts like he doesn't.

y : yearning

gallagher doesn't need to have sex that much but definitely wants to. it's okay if you don't want to, he can just rub one out if it's so urgent and nothing if it's not. likes to do it with you almost every day to every other night.

z : zzz

gallagher probably has problems sleeping, i mean, have you seen this man? so when it's night and you're in your home, it's when he falls sleep the most easily. he doesn't want to let you go, his big arms wrapped around your body as he pulls you into his chest, spooning you as if he was a little kid and you were his favorite toy to sleep with.

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