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haviavi · 4 months
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Pairing: Neuvilette x Zhongli x Reader x (Probably Baizhu)
Warnings: rough sex, double penetration, unprotected sex, monster sex, oral sex... I don't really know what else to add.
Comment: so this is my first post of this type, so don't kick me with your slippers. Sorry for my English in advance.🥲 MINORS PLEASE DO NOT INTERACT!
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I have a headcanon that they are like dragons with double members. That in math for two there will be 4.
> Zhongli. <
He... He!!! He knows exactly what you like and knows when you're ovulating because he can smell your hormones. He likes to take risks, so sometimes you have unprotected sex when you're ovulating, but it's okay, because pregnancy requires other... conditions.
He's the one who likes to almost fuck you till you unconscious in bed, bringing you to a semi-conscious state with hours of changing positions. But he also cares about you afterwards, because he knows that the endurance of humans and dragons is different.
Zhongli's cock is dark brown, like his arms and legs. The tip is orange or yellowish, like amber. He also can control the hardness of the cock making it hard like a...stone.
The main penis is larger, the second one is slightly smaller and resembles an arrow. The second member is darker and narrower.
> Neuvilette. <
Oh fuck, him!!! He hasn't been around people as long as Zhongli, so you'll have to tell him what you like and what you don't like. Because he doesn't understand human emotions. He will love you carefully and tenderly, even if you beg him to fuck you harder. He is not sure that he will not exaggerate his strength, so he will be as careful as possible.
The cock in the Neuvi... Well. There are two paths here. Both about the double because I said so. Lol.
· One is about a human-like penis. The other is about the tentacled one.
· We're going to follow the second one. Yes, they are tentacles and it is physically impossible for them both to be in you at the same time. One of the members is for laying eggs, the other is for fertilizing them. And you have to try to prove to him that sex is only for fertilization. The penises are blue, with suction parts that don't cling to the skin too much.
> When they're both in one room with you. <
I expect that Zhongli will show Neuvi exactly how you like to be fucked. Perhaps they will even let you play with his (Neuvi's) cocks with your mouth, opening up new sensations for the hydro dragon, because before he didn't understand why he should do this.
Double penetration... From the two of them... It would require preparation. And a lot of lubrication. Both his own and the other's (hydro slime, maybe).
After such a "marathon", you will need to go to Baizhu, who will only complain about the dragons for ignoring the fact that you are a human. However... you are so greedy that you want to fill all your holes with these incredible men. So again, double penetration from the dragons and oral sex for Baizhu...
(Funny headcanon that Changsheng will comment on all the positions and say which one will hit the most erogenous zones.)
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The Versatility of a Workspace :: Alhaitham 
Warning -> 18+ NS-FW! (consensual sex (on a desk - penetration, pulling out), unspecified foreplay (reader receiving), shy/embarrassed reader, brief mention of previous sexual activity (reader), voyeurism (alhaitham watches reader)(friends -> lovers (not established relationship) | it’s been a while, let me know if i missed anything!
Alhaitham X GN Reader | Anthology
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There is something incredible about seeing a man focus on his work, and today, when you found yourself staring just a little too long their attention easily shifted.
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It felt odd to be in a room alone with him. Not just because he was rarely here in the first place, you knew quite well that Alhaitham didn't work in his office unless he absolutely had to and based on the slight scowl on his face, you assumed he'd gotten into another disagreement with his roommate. Still, the fact that you came here to find the room occupied, and that he'd even suggested you stay and accomplish whatever you'd come in to do was astounding.
Perhaps if you hadn't been too distracted by him you'd have finished earlier and could retreat to alleviate the growing discomfort rising in your stomach.
The way his fingers trailed over the pages of the book, how they curled and tugged at the tender parchment so his focused eyes could drink in every word
The way the light flickered off his face. Gentle, and unimposing as if it too were worried about disturbing him. It enhanced his already sharp features and made you jealous that someone could be so pretty
You adjusted in the chair, shook your head, and wrote -rewrote- the sentence you'd been working on for ten minutes now. With a sigh, you bit your lip hard to focus.
"You're being too loud," his voice called out, making you jump. It was only then you realized you were shaking your leg so much it was making the fabric of your clothes rustle. Considering how quiet the room was, it was easy to hear.
"S-sorry," you replied, stilling your leg.
His fingers ran through the silver locks on his head. They fluttered, falling haphazardly across his face and drawing way too much attention to his lips
His arms stretched, muscles moved under his sheer clothes and you felt your cheeks burn at the sight
You did your best to ignore the tingling annoyance between your legs, the clenching heat in your chest, and any thoughts that consisted of him that, at first, you thought you'd imagined his voice until it came again.
"If you're struggling, just bring your work to me already." An annoyed huff from his side of the room made you grimace. Of course, Alhaitham would never give the time nor desire to the feelings running around your head. You scolded yourself for letting your thoughts run away with you. "Do you not want help?" Flashing your eyes at him, you saw the way he gazed at you from below his bangs. Even if you wanted to, you wondered if you'd be able to stand up at all.
"Okay," you whispered and brought your paperwork to him. Being so close made you stumble but you played it off as best you could. "I'm sure this seems silly to you-"
Did I say that?" He inquired as he took the papers and sprawled them on his desk, his long fingers holding them down the way you wished he'd hold you. A small shake of your head failed at dislodging that thought from your brain. "You're distracted."
"W-What makes you say that?"
"You'd never be this sloppy otherwise." His words were direct as he pointed to an error on the page. Naturally, you leaned in to see what was amiss but when you felt his breath on your neck, you froze.
Swallowing, your breath hitched. You needed space but there wasn't any, especially with his body heat hitting you like a brick wall and his leg absentmindedly brushing against your own. “Ahm --” 
"Mmhm, as I thought," he moved the items off his desk, adjusting slightly so you had more room, "sit," he instructed by gesturing to the bare, flat wood of his workspace. He didn't need to say more; you knew what he meant - you weren't that dense.
"B-but-"
"Just do it. It'll be bothersome if you leave right now." Your body itched terribly for attention. Your heart pounded in your chest, your cheeks burned and spread down your neck until it felt like there was a fire in you. It was so hot it almost hurt. In the months you’d known him, he’d never initiated any kind of interest in you. At some point you realized he never would - a man as driven, isolated, and tunnel-versioned toward his own goals would never see past the book in his face long enough to notice how desperately you wanted him. Truthfully, you were happy he allowed you to be this close; so, in all the times you’d been affected by his existence, you vowed to never allowed yourself to be so vulnerable in front of him.
“I - um -” You tried to take a step back but his quick glance held you in place, and when his fingers gripped your chin you knew it was all over. 
“Your pupils are dilated, and your breathing is uneven and too quick. Your body temperature has risen significantly since you’ve been here. It’s obvious you aroused,” easily he pulled you toward him, positioned you between the desk and his toned torso. A peek at his chest made you falter and stumble into the heavy workspace now pressing against your back. “It would be faster to tend to this now,” when his hands slid down to your pants, you nearly collapsed on weak knees. 
“Wait - wait -” Pushing your hands against him, you attempted to make space in the already limited one you had. He stopped but didn’t remove his hands.
The heat of his touch, the feeling of his fingers just under the hem of your pants, his proximity, it all made your head swim and your heart pound.
“I see. If you’re capable of handling this on your own, I will stand by the door -” 
The need building in your stomach willed you to shake your head. “No,” clenching your fists, you squeezed the words from your tight throat. “It’s --” 
He sighed, removed one of his hands from your hips, and lifted your chin so you could look at him, “I can’t understand you when you mumble.” When he saw your face you wondered if he’d felt anything at all. Was the step he took toward you a show of interest or just so he could clearly hear what you were to embarrassed to say out loud?
He may have been holding your head up, but he couldn’t force you to look at him, “It’s n-not enough on my own,” you started, knowing full well he wouldn’t grasp what you were saying with such a vague explanation. He needed concrete answers, but were you brave enough to give them? “I-I’ve tried before but it’s not enough. I need ... help.” It was all you could squeeze out. You were certain that no matter the amount of light in the room or the shade of your skin, he could see the vibrant red shift of embarrassment all over your face. 
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Alhaitham did what was necessary to get you seated on the desk. He made quick work of your pants, ensuring they draped over the back of the chair he no longer needed to use. He lifted you with ease and helped position your body until you were comfortable. Though you assumed he’d get annoyed or exasperated by the number of times you shifted, adjusted, and repositioned, he didn’t - he just waited until you were ready.  
“Settled?” he asked when you stilled. A nod brought him closer; you shivered when his fingers grazed your bare skin and let out a shaky breath at the sensation. You’d dreamt of this so many times - or daydreamed, or tried to will your dreams to let you have this once, just once - but now that it was happening, it almost didn’t seem real. “I’ve read my fair share of books on the subject,” Alhaitham hummed as he neared the area of your body screaming for physical contact. His tone, usually direct and blunt seemed softer now, and the contrast brought out a whimper in your throat. “I will start slow.” You nodded but when he finally touched you, you melted. 
His movements started slow just as he said. The steady strokes, the way he pressed his thumb against your sensitive skin as he continued his menstruations. It made you wish you had something to hold on to. Instinctually you reached for the loose bits of cloth that hung over the left side of his body.
As your breathing increased, and the moans he pulled from you came more consistently, he began to work harder. You opened your eyes for a second only to see how intently he was watching you - if you weren’t so shy you might have kept them open. Instead, you covered your face with your free hand and hoped you didn’t fall backward. 
Something warm slid across your lower back and made you jump slightly. Alhaitham’s voice spread across the back of your palm, his movements, which had been steadily increasing, slowed as if to give you a moment’s rest. “I cannot learn what you like if you hide your face from me,” he explained in his still, unaffected voice. You weren’t sure what was worse, the fact that he didn’t seem altered by what he was doing, or that he was asking you to be even more exposed than you already were. When you tentatively withdrew your hand, he slid his from your back until he reached your elbow. With ease, he maneuvered your arm to rest on his shoulder. “Thank you,” he hummed and picked up the pace again. 
At this point, all you could do was hold on. Alhaitham was making you putty in his hands; from the way he held onto you so you wouldn’t fall, his fingers pressing against your back, arm muscles flexing to keep you upright, to the pace he had found that was sending you over the edge - he was in complete control. 
You cried out. Head falling backward, rolling to the side to rest on the shoulder that had worked its way free of your shirt. Your chest heaved, nails dug into his clothes, hand slammed onto the desk and hips jutted closer to him as he brought you to your climax. 
Out of all the times you’d imagined this, imagined him, you were right to say that doing it on your own was never enough.  
Panting, overheating, you listened as your voice eased back to normal. “... sorry,” you finally said after several deep breaths and shakes of your head. 
“For?” 
“... being so loud ... I didn’t ... I’ve never-” Shaking your head again, you relaxed your grip on his shoulder. You expected him to correct you, or remind you to try to remember next time - next time? - but instead, he laughed, a sound that made you melt even more on his desk. 
“It’s a natural reaction,” he reassured you, the sound of a metal buckle ringing in your ears. When you looked down, your heart fluttered at the sight of his fingers working himself free from his pants, the heat he just alleviated from you hit you again like a hot desert wave. Was he really? Was the one thing you’d desperately wanted to do with him finally -- “You should be ready now,” he said, perhaps more to himself than to you as he used your fluids to lubricate himself. 
“wh- you’re going to --” Alhaitham pulled you further off the desk and positioned himself to enter you. The tip alone was enough to elicit a moan from your tired throat. You were satisfied enough with what he had already done, to think he would go this far! “Alhai-?” 
“I need more time,” he stated matter-of-factly, his voice out-of-character shaky, breath hitching as he began to push into you. He wasn’t huge, but he still stretched you, pushed against your walls as he slid all the way in. You shifted on your thighs and leaned back to give him more access as you exhaled the most sinful moan you’d ever made. It must have been something incredible because the noise that rumbled through his chest set you on fire. “Mmm ...” he hummed, breathing against you as his hands gripped your hips tightly. 
The two of you stayed there, still and unmoving for a moment, and took in the feeling of the other. You’d been with others before, but none of them felt like this - none of them made your skin ripple as if a thousand flower petals fell over you in a single moment. You sank into him, around him, and though you were certain he wouldn’t like it, you couldn’t stop yourself from kissing the edge of his lips. 
Sharp blue eyes shot your way. They flashed in the yellow light, flickered, searching your face. You were about to apologize when he captured your lips against his in a messy, heated kiss. It was only broken when he started to move in you and you gasped at the resulting sensation. 
Alhaitham pressed his forehead against you so hard it made your back muscles shake as you tried to stay upright. Every thrust of his hips into you caused you to cry out. Eventually, you wrapped your arms around his neck just so you wouldn’t fall; the sound of his hands slamming against the wood, the feeling of his shaking fingers digging into your flush, glistening thighs made you wish he would take you in every possible way imaginable. 
For months you’d only known the calm, collected, and never impressed Alhaitham wandering through the academy floors - you’d never imagined he could look so disheveled, so desperate, so aroused. 
You fell back onto your elbows and the resulting position made him moan, heated breath spreading over your increasingly exposed chest. He stood up, grabbed the underside of your legs and held onto them as he pounded into you. The sight of sweat rolling down his shoulders, across his biceps, the way it clung to the sheer black top he wore. It made you hysterical to see how his abs moved with every thrust. Soon, you couldn’t look anymore as you neared your second organism. 
Desperate breaths made your chest rise and fall, your nails peeled back the protective surface of the wooden desk and your head fell toward the unfortunate stacks of books that hadn’t been moved. One final look at Alhaitham’s face was enough to send you over the edge - no one should be that attractive. 
“I-I’m --” you tried to communicate but lost the ability. It seemed he was struggling too. His brow creased, eyes narrowed as he dipped his head and tried to breathe through your body’s reaction to him. It didn’t take him long into your own orgasm to come undone. Within seconds, you felt hot streams of cum against your inner thigh as he pulled out just in time. 
The two of you were shaking. His arms trembled; whether from overstimulation or your own shaking legs he still held onto, you weren’t sure. Unsteady, but wanting to help him, you pushed yourself up on weak arms so you could slide back onto the slick surface. When you were more stable, he let your legs go, his hands finding refuge on the hot desktop. 
So many questions ran through your brain but he interrupted them by speaking first. 
“Though I don’t engage in ... tedious emotions,” he panted, hands plastered on either side of you, hair grazing your exposed shoulder, “I also don’t enjoy seeing others in misery ...” 
Your throat felt dry, and a bead of sweat rolled down your neck and became lost in the clump of clothes bunched up around your lower back. Somehow, his words made you chuckle in excited hope, “So, you did this for my benefit?” 
“Yes.” 
“Does that mean ...,” - It can’t right? - “that you ... like me?” Alhaitham didn’t look up but you could tell by the way his fingers curled into fists and the way he flexed against your inner thigh that you’d drawn him out. 
“... I never said that ... don’t let it go to your head.” 
“Too late,” you replied as you lifted his chin with your trembling hand to take in avoiding eyes under furrowed brow, and his rosy cheeks with a hint of pink-tinted ears.  
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allfearstofallto · 7 days
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Diluc x Fem! Reader
TW: 18+ MDNI, oral (f. receiving), face sitting, squirting
You can't tell how well he's doing below you, but you can still feel his lips and tongue against your clit, still feel his hands gripping your ass and thighs, so you know he's alive. He insisted that you sit on his face, despite your protest that you might suffocate him, he told you it'd be a wonderful way to go if you did.
Your cunt was dripping down messily on his face, his breathing sounding labored, but when you went to pull away to give him a breath of air, he'd just pull you back down, shaking his head side to side aggressively. You couldn't deny Diluc's skill, there was nothing he loved more than eating you out, forcing multiple orgasms from your body. The way you trembled and whimpered above him was a good sign, your toes curling and your lips mewling words of praise for the man's mouth.
When you came, you knew you'd squirt for him, when did you not? You worried once again about killing him with your cunt, but his strength was much more than yours and you couldn't lift yourself off if you wanted to. Diluc held you there as you convulsed through an orgasm, pussy dripping all over his face, making the noises his tongue made only sloppier.
He finally allowed you to pull away when he was sure that you'd finished coming for you and even overstimulated you a bit more. Your legs trembled as you flopped onto the bed next to him, where he was gasping, face covered in your slick, some of it even managing to soak his red locks.
"Are you okay?" You questioned a bit fearfully, wondering about his lack of anything to say.
Diluc's red eye were glossed over and big, his chest rising and falling as he breathed, a small smile forming on his face, "I think I just saw God,"
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m0uchie · 1 month
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Riding scara so that he can get me pregnant as soon as possible 😇🙏 I wanna hear him whimpering as he is overstimulated AAGGAHA I NEED HIM 🗣️🗣️
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⟡ is it possible to get pregnant by a puppet? It’s worth a try! Or maybe two... Or three times...
— pairing : scaramouche x afab!reader
— warnings : NSFW; breeding kink; cumming inside; reader rides scara; overstimulation
— a/n : i should be studying, but I’m just too horny to :( it’s a bit short and rushed too, I’m sry
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It must be the nth time that Scaramouche has had to sneak into the house. Walking on tiptoe to avoid making noise as he passed through the room with the lights still off. His hands stretched out in front of his body with open palms and taking slow steps so as not to bump into anything since he couldn't see the way.
Unfortunately, he failed miserably. Once again.
"W-wait!" he hisses, trying to take away your arms that wrapped tightly around his waist. Low chuckles leaving your lips as you look up adorably, a smile that if he knew better he would say was sweet and rewarding to see after a tired day of work.
At first it was like that, you hugged him and kissed him fervently as soon as you heard the sound of the keys being inserted into the lock, rubbing against Scaramouche's legs and taking off his clothes, saying you would do all the work for tonight.
For him it was like a dream. His beautiful wife wanting to reward him for his hard day and making him feel good. But what seemed like a dream soon became too much. Exaggerated.
Your waist wouldn't stop even if nothing else came out of his cock, and Scaramouche would never be able to raise you from his shaft once you slid down on him, whimpering and pushing you back by your breasts, his mouth making a pout that made him even more irresistible.
"You're not gonna— mm! G-get it this time..." he pants as you ease your hands underneath his clothes and pull him into your shared room. His head falls hard against the mattress, cushioned by the softness of the pillow as you push him onto the bed.
He crawls on his back and finds himself with no way out when your arms cage him against the wall, bringing his face closer to yours.
"You didn't even let me kiss you today, babyyy." you whine, lifting his face by his chin so that it leans into yours.
You swore seeing Scaramouche's eyebrows drawn together in irritation made your pussy even wetter. You knew that even though you really took it hard, he would never seriously fight you about it, because he actually enjoyed what you did to him every night, and he always lost control at the end.
He knew the reason for your sudden change. All because he decided to help a child who was lost from his parents when you went out to buy ice cream. Maybe it was the sight of him carrying the boy in his arms? Or him going out of his way to help someone other than you? Either way, it awakens something in you, and as sensitive as Scaramouche was these past few days due to your insistence, he would put an end to it today.
“You’re ovulating, aren’t you?” He questions, making you blush slightly. He sighs deeply and touches the inside of your thighs teasingly. “I’ll give you as many kids as you want tonight. Is that what you want?” Your legs rub against each other before you nod and pull your loved one in for a hungry kiss.
Even with all the discussion beforehand, he gives in to you, parting his lips so that your tongue can enter his mouth and caress his. You think he doesn't notice, but he does when your dripping pussy rubs against his bent knee, shamelessly using it to ease the aching on your clit. He looks away from your face to shamelessly stare at the action, making you blush.
"I-I'm sorry, I didn't..."
"Didn't want to do that?" he scoffs, chuckling. "You were so assertive until recently. What changed?"
"I wan’ it." you simply say, and he pulls your hips closer, urging you to move again. "What do you want?"
You take a deep breath, half-lidded eyes staring into his.
“I want you here." you press one hand against your stomach, and with the other you awkwardly try to undo your lover's belt. He raises an eyebrow at your attitude, but helps you take off both of your clothes that stood in the way without question.
"Fuck... So wet for me." He passes his fingers between your slit, making you breathe out shaky moans and rub yourself against his hand.
"Nnnnh... Mmm- n-no... Need your cock, Scara!" you ask. Your voice melting and so sweet that Scaramouche ends up giving in, not thinking much about it and licking his fingers covered in your sweet taste before positioning them around your waist, supporting your body before releasing you on his dick at once.
You squeeze your eyes shut at the sudden entry, but your fluids make it easier for you to get used to his girth. Scaramouche moves you against his pelvis with torturous slowness and low grunts come out through grinding teeth. You rock your hips against his, increasing the thrusts.
His eyes go wide when his hands are crossed above his head, being held together by you as his head falls back without even hearing you call him. It was too much, the feeling was intense and your walls hugged his cock so deliciously that he knew you were gonna milk him dry in minutes.
“Y-yes yes yes mmh, give it to me.” You mumbled, your face close to his and your cool breath heavy against his skin. He struggles to break free from your grasp until your hands become weak and he manages to let go of your grasp, holding your waist again in a failed attempt to slow you down.
The tip of his dick was so red and his length was so hard that he thought he would explode at any moment.
“U-ugh… stop! I-if you keep doing that, 'm gonna—“ his dick throbs painfully and releases a sticky fluid inside you. You mewl at the sensation, slowly rolling your pussy even lower his sensitive cock.
“T-too much… fucking wait…” His voice comes out as a whisper in front of you. “Just a bit.”
You smile in response, indicating that you’d heard his shameful pleading, then kissing his temple, down to the tip of his nose, and to his luscious lips. Sticking your tongue inside his mouth and clenching your walls with the heat and wet sounds that build between you.
“Shh, it’s okay.” You caress his face as you separate from him, then squeeze his cheeks with your hand to form a pout, which you kiss again sensually.
He moans against your mouth in response, too weak to even question what you mean. His head shakes, and you press your forehead against his to look deep into his eyes.
“Don’t you want your cum deep inside me?” His cheeks redden, having nowhere to look, and hesitantly nods. The way you looked at him made him embarrassed, and he couldn't help but agree. “I’ll knock you up, just be g-gentle…” his voice lowers as he utters the words.
However, nothing ever works with you, because in five minutes later, you were both rutting against each other as if you were in heat. Scaramouche's eyes squeezed shut every time he thrusts his hips against yours and roughly slammed his tip against your cervix. And shooting his thick sperm into your womb at every opportunity.
“Nn-nhh take it and get pregnant with my seeds, yeah?” Your tits bounce up and down as you ride him. “‘M gonna fill you up with my cum- hah~” he arches his back, and his long fingers close around your belly. Your mixed essences flow out of your puffy pussy as he fucks more into you.
With your vision blurred with pleasure, you collapse on top of him, cockwarming him for a while. It surprises you when he slides out of you and rubs his cum covered cock at your entrance, stoping to scoop up his seed and finger it all back into your tight pussy. When he is satisfied, he sticks his cock inside you again.
“And look, you even have a little bump here now.” He touches the area where his dick is buried in you and massages it, making you hum and bite your lower lip.
If a puppet is capable of making you pregnant, you have no way of knowing. But it doesn't mean you shouldn't try your very best until it happens.
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rene-darling · 9 months
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[imagine]
Your little darling insisting he can be on top of you! It's true! He doesn't need your help getting himself off! He can do it by himself, so you lay down letting him sit his naked self on top of you, giving him a fake sense of control, he's on top of you right, that means he has control!...oh how wrong he was. Your hands rested on his hips moving them back and forward with an unrelenting pace, rutting him against you, he's too tired after coming all over you again and again! He falls on top of you but you don't relent. You continue to move his hips forward and backward again and again until he's moaning, sobbing, screaming as well cursing into your ear whining about how his dick hurts from cuming too much yet he still bucks his hips as you rut him against you.
Scaramouche, xiao, itto, kazuha, Lucas (wmmap), ranpo, blade, ichigo, Gepard, Armin, yuno, Asta, nacht
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sarahsartistportfolio · 11 months
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Ok some SAGAU thoughts because I have brainrot and just need to get this out of my head 18+ please no minors interact with this
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so I've read from some other fans that they headcannon(?)/fantasize that the goddess(you) your emotions effect Teyvat and the people around you and I really really love that idea. I also really really love the idea that when you're feeling needy/aroused your followers can feel that too from just being in proximity to you. Imagine you're sitting there gazing out a window or trying to read a book zoning out, all you can think about is getting fucking rawed. But you mange to keep a poker face on. And in comes your fave. They could feel your arousal rolling off you all day. As they approach you, their skin heats up, their cheeks flush and thoughts of you in all kinds of positions race through their mind.
They ask in a shaky voice "You-Your Grace? If I may offer myself up to you?"
"What" Their voice snaps you out of your fantasy, you turn to them looking puzzled.
"If you're feeling lonely my Grace, I would be happy to keep you company. I would be more than happy to satisfy you."
Their face is completely flushed, their heartbeat racing, they need to touch you, need to be close to you, need to see you quivering with pleasure.
It hits you what they're hinting at. You rise from your chair, furiously blushing, avoiding their eye contact.
"No, no I'm fine. I can take care of myself."
You start to leave the room as you hear their trembling voice call out to you.
"Wait your Grace! Its no trouble for me at all. I can relieve you!"
They desperately find themselves at your door late at night. They close their eyes and revel in your soft sounds as you pleasure yourself. You are the goddess of Teyvat, with thousands of admires who would be more than willing to share your bed. To please you til the morning, to satisfy you til your legs give out.
Your fave finds themselves sinking against your door, palming themselves through their pants. Their other hand pathetically grasps at your door, wishing it was them in there pleasuring you. It should be them bringing you, their goddess, over the edge over and over again.
Maybe its ok to be a little selfish and take them up on their offer?
So sorry for this nonsense I'm horny 😢
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rouxbea · 1 year
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𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐧 𝐚𝐮𝐝𝐢𝐨𝐬 (𝟏𝟖+)
⭑ ⭑ ⭑
(18+ only, m4f, minors dni)
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-Includes: Heizou, Baizhu, Thoma, Tighnari, Tartaglia
(Promise i didn’t choose mostly sub on purpose haha it just happened that way)
⭑ ⭑ ⭑ - Heizou
best friend, fingering oral, really sweet, praise, more dominant/service top
⭑ ⭑ ⭑ - Baizhu
caught, boyfriend, mirror, degradation, praise, power dynamics, mdom, rough
⭑ ⭑ ⭑ - Thoma
msub, edging, somnophilia, thoma being sweet, self degradation, good boy, all consensual
⭑ ⭑ ⭑ - Tighnari
msub!!, edging, ruined orgasm (poor guy)
⭑ ⭑ ⭑ - Another Tighnari
msub, ramble, actual orgasm (same Va as previous audio)
⭑ ⭑ ⭑ - Tartaglia/Childe/Ajax
msub, boyfriend, he’s sick, fingering, riding, teasing, begging, praise, playful
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kovanz · 8 months
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𝗖𝗢𝗖𝗞𝗪𝗔𝗥𝗠𝗜𝗡𝗚
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" Please me.. "
WARNINGS : LAUNGUAGE, SEXUAL THEMES. Starring ˖ ՚ Lyney, Xiao, Wanderer, Aether. Minors dni, viewer is gn.
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𝐋𝐘𝐍𝐄𝐘.
He won't shut up. Will have his fingers digging into your thighs with his chest heaving against your back. Any movement you did while focusing on your work is pushing him over the edge. He can only mutter small pleads as you ignore him further on. He will try rutting up into you but with your force you keep him in place, much to his demise. Poor lyney, doesn't know what he's in store for. If you want him to be quiet then good luck, he won't stop choking out his own pleasure. He'll feel like such a whore for being this turned on and so close just with nothing. So many things run through his head, he wants you to let him have his way but that's the reason why he's here now. He's so bratty when it comes to commands, but now that it's just the two of you the upper hand is fairly yours, as he gives into the ecstasy.
𝐗𝐈𝐀𝐎.
At first he'll be quiet, but his constant shifting tells you everything. His nails dug into his palms, afraid that touching you will worsen his burning desire. This was the first time you had tried something like this with him, having him so vulnerable. To have a Yakshha filling you up so well, even taking in this punishment for so long was impressive to say the least. The smallest whines escaped his throat now and then, proving that you were pleasing him just right for his liking, despite the show torture. Play with him a little more and he becomes a mess, his own cum spilling out into view as your back faced his eyes that could barely stay open. Tears streaming down his pretty face, all tuckered out, embrarrassed how he came with no sudden movement given from you at any time. Pray the archons they didn't hear him.
𝐖𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐑𝐄𝐑.
Oh this cocky bastard. He'll find a way to make it a torture session just to prove he wasn't weak in the moment. His left hand caressing your thigh as his right will touch your sensitive areas, playing with you. Just 'accidentally' move yourself and his whole act will surely plummet. He isn't that much of a vocal, but he'll groan into your ear as his face is pressed perfectly into your neck that you genrously desplayed to him. He just wants to feel impowered in the situation, often he'd brag that he's the one in charge. However in just one command from you behind closed doors he's at your beck and call. Feeling his cock balls deep into you with no movevent wasn't easy, oh no. He was trying to hold onto whatever humanity he had left in him, this was just a punishment. He wanted to be rewarded, to be praised. Soon he'll reach that high.
𝐀𝐄𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑.
He loves it, so much.. He'd act like such a good boy for you despite his tear filled eyes that begged for you to let him loose. Petnames will spew out of his mouth ever so often, even through the punishment he still wants to be good for you. His left hand will run slowly up and down your bare side and his other plays with your sensitive nipple, giving kisses to your shoulder. He'll make sure you feel just as good, doing everything in his power. His whimpers don't go unnoticed either. He loves the skin on skin contact, he'll keep his hands on you forever if he could. His cock twitching deep in you almost made you want to stop and give him a treat but.. Punishments are supposed to be complete. He can last hours like this just for you, but not forever, the poor traveler can only take so much. Cum pouring out from between the two as his body slouches against the chair you had him sit on from the beginning. Such a big mess, all for you. He did it for you. Aren't you proud of him?
First post, wow.. I hope you enjoy the treat before the feast. More to come. If you wish to request go right ahead.
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thetempleofhades · 7 months
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Let me start off by saying that it is gooood to have you back!!!! I literally saw your fics a minute after you posted! And I don't have an idea for a request as of yet, but do you think that you'd be able to write a creator that has a tendency to be slightly sadistic from time-to-time? 👀
I'd be more than happy to! and i'm so glad to be back. sagau has its claws into me so i'll definitely be around for a while this time.
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your acolytes think they see it sometimes, the glint in your eyes as you watch someone who's wronged you beg for mercy. you don't do anything that would give it away too much.
you hum in near amusement as venti cries to you about how he was cut off. "Your grace!" He pouts up at you, still crying.
"Mmmmm, if you cry more for me then i'll have your ban lifted," Your tone is full of amusement and he almost misses the sadistic glint in your eyes before it disappears.
"Just kidding!" You stuck your tongue out at him, getting out of his chair. "I'm sure Diluc will let you back in after you pay your tab, sweet Venti." You pat his cheek and he watches you leave, a shiver going through him. he would have cried for you if you stuck around.
slightly sadistic creator reader who teases their favorite acolytes until they cry only to laugh and coo at them. they think its cute when they cry. they think its cute when they whine that its not fun.
it is fun. everyone just barely misses the glint of sadism in their eyes as something catches their attention before it disappears and the creator smiles at them, so sweetly, so innocently.
So deceivingly.
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paleroze · 21 days
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Diluc Imagines 🔞
ᡣ𐭩 •。ꪆৎ ˚⋅ ᡣ𐭩 •。ꪆৎ ˚⋅ᡣ𐭩 •。ꪆৎ ˚⋅ ᡣ𐭩 •。ꪆৎ ˚⋅ ᡣ𐭩
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The wife of Diluc Ragnvindr.. is so beautiful that women who desire your husband envy you. Unmarried men aristocrats want you just for your beauty.
Well, too bad since Diluc Ragnvindr caught your heart first.
You don't know how the man fell in love with you, you liked him, and somehow destiny itself gave you the chance to be with him, now married and happy.
Diluc who gives you everything, you just need to ask, to voice out what you wanted and he would make sure to give it to you, you deserve it anyway.
" 'want your cock.." You begged as he continuously lap hos tongue on your pussy, your fingers curled and tug on his hair, pushing him closer till his face is buried on between your legs then pulling as if you had enough, but still, you cannot.
"Diluc." You sobbed, your back arched as he sucked on your clit, getting you closer to release.
"Darling, just a moment ago you want me to eat you," He says, kissing your pussy as he lifts himself up. His chin is stained with your slick and lips plump and red. "want me to fuck you already?" He kissed your forehead and brushed your hair.
You whimper, nodding while you pull him close.
"I'll give it to you, but beg for it." He teased, the tip of his cock sliding up between your folds, sending shivers and your arousal making it worse as your impatience getting the best of you.
Nonetheless, you begged, pleas being thrown every word, calling his name, lowering yourself for his cock to push in to you instead of him brushing it in your pussy, coating his length with your cum and his spit.
"You're so pretty, so beautiful. Fuck.." He pushed in, your walls clenching around him as you moan of the familiar feeling of being full, his cock stretching your insides, carving himself inside of you, prepare to coat you with his cum.
"You want it, right? Shit–" He says between thrusts, you can't construct a word, too cock drunk as his tip meets your cervix each thrust, he lifts your leg for it to rest on his shoulder, kissing it as he watches you be lost and in pleasure of the way he makes you feel good.
His pace quickens, each meet of your skin causes a noise and you could tell of his nearing orgasm, he groans and as you get louder, he sealed your lips with his own as you both moan.
"Comin', I'm coming!" You moaned, while he played with your clit as you once more cum on his cock, Diluc soon followed, painting your walls with his cum moaning into your lips while he released his seed inside of you.
"Feels good.. Feel so good—" You muttered, your face mixed with tears and sweat. Diluc chuckles, "Yeah? I will give you more till you pass out.."
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cheriecelestial · 3 days
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I Am Going To Live With A God Who Has The Highest Likability..? (oneshot 18+)
好感度MAXな神様と 同棲することになりまして…?
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one and only 
warning: 18+ !!! ns-fw - (hickies, fingering, intercourse (no protection), couch sex - spicy spice!) 
Diluc x Female!reader  | anthology 
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Diluc 
you missed him. more than you could describe and, at times, more than you could comprehend. day dreams, imaginations, fantasies you kept hidden from those around you swirled wildly in your mind until it became too much 
you were lost - lost in the thought of him - the desire of him - and you found it impossible to hold yourself back 
Your body was hot. Hotter than it had been in weeks, and still you pushed yourself further against him until you were consumed by the temperature. The couch cushions provided you just enough stability as you pressed down with your knees, your hands becoming lost in his hair while your lips captured his over and over again. You were insatiable, and so was he. 
he missed you. every part of him was electrified at your touch. how long had it been since he felt your skin against him, since he breathed in the sensational sounds of your voice, since he allowed himself to let go and simply become part of his desire 
he was famished - desperate to experience you once again - and he found it impossible to stop himself 
Diluc whispered your name against bruised and love kissed marks on your neck. Every hickie was another badge of his devotion to you, another demonstration of how painful the weeks had been since the two of you could be with one another. He would have taken all the blame for your separation, but he knew you’d never allow him such burdens. 
“I missed you,” you breathed into his hair. The scent of wine soaked barrels and cedar filling your nose every time you took a shaky breath. He pushed against you, his hips lifting as if to meet the body that ached for him. It made you whimper and he gripped tighter on the back of your shirt. 
“And I you,” he sighed, lips and teeth grazing over your collarbone. You paused for a moment only to hazelly work yourself out of your shirt. It was like your body had a mind of its own; a desperate, almost feral need consumed you, screaming to be exposed for him. The heat of his breath, the sound of his moans as you shifted on top of him or at the sight of your chest now in full view. He crashed into you and you took him. 
As if lost in a fog, you stumbled forward with tingling hands reaching for his clothes. The loosening of his tie, the almost comedic way you tugged, pulled, and wined as you attempted to unbutton his shirt. In all the intimate moments with him, this one felt so different. Like an all consuming fire, you were destined to swallowed by him one way or another. “Diluc --” you panted, cheeks tingling, heart pounding when you caught sight of his eyes in the dimly lit room. His jaw clenched, gaze intense as he looked up at you, chest heaving. It made you falter, but he waited for you. “I want you.” 
The words dripped from your lips like sweet confections melting in the afternoon sun and Diluc availed himself to taste every one. In an instant, he lifted you of his lap, the cold air was unpleasant but the ringing of his buckle chimed like life in your ears. Though you were happy to take him in all at once, he made sure you wouldn’t be harmed, even now. 
“Mmm,” he hummed at the sight, the sound of you as his fingers slid inside your cunt. The sensation caused you to rock your hips forward, pressing your partly covered stomach against his erection. Your eyes fluttered closed but not before you caught a glimpse of his expression and the rich desire that flashed in his eyes. You would have begged him for more if your voice wasn’t being stolen by the movement of his fingers. 
Slow, steady thrusts of his fingers, a supportive hand pressing against your lower back so you could experience it all. His strength kept you up as trembling legs did their best to hold themselves off his lap. He added another finger and you cried out at the feeling. His thumb pushed against your clit, the added pressure made your veins run hot. With gentle kisses he littered across your chest, he made sure his devotion to you was felt in all that he did, but you wanted more, so much more. 
Pushing at his wrist, you willed him to stop and in a voice you didn’t recognize, you begged him to be yours. 
Diluc repositioned you over him, ensuring you’d have enough space by sliding down and spreading his legs. You took this opportunity to remove your final article of clothing before taking him in. The feeling of his cock entering you stole your breath. You moaned, working him until his dick was completely inside you. Diluc’s fingers dug into your thighs as you settled. The slight pain offset by the warmth of him, by the expression on his face. His eyes closed, his lips parted and his voice filled you up where the connection couldn’t. 
You’d waited so long for this. Hours, days, weeks where the two of you barely caught a moment together. Fleeting kisses followed by endless distractions. It was like invisible forces were working to keep the two of you apart but, just as he promised, he would never let anything keep him long and now you could finally be with him as if it were your first time. 
To re-experience each other, to witness the obsession you both held for the other, and the love that solidified it all. He was yours, you were his, and right now you were each others - together. 
You kissed him but only enough to let him know you were ready. You rose with tired thighs only to come crashing down on him over and over. The feeling of him stretching you, of his cock filling you up was one of the greatest sensations you’d ever known. It was an addiction you didn’t know you had until you were drowning in it. Your body rippled in waves, the pleasure making you senseless. Diluc pushed into you and you cried out. 
“You’re beautiful,” he breathed, panted, swore as his hands slid up your waist and gripped at the skin pushing against your ribs. You used his shoulders to better support yourself, and when it started to become too much, desperate hands slid down to his biceps while he brought you near to him. “So damn beautiful,” he repeated, working into you at a pleading pace.
Your leg cramped but it was impossible to care when your body clenched, spasmed, cried out because of him. Wrapping your arms around him was all you could do, moaning against his neck was all you knew, hearing him cry out your name as he reached his orgasm was the only thing you focused on. He was your one and only, and you wouldn’t have it any other way. 
“I missed you,” you said again. “So much,” and with a tired, satisfied laugh you practically collapsed against his heaving chest. It was adorable the way he hummed in satisfaction, how his lips sought you out before his thoughts came back to clarity. You smiled as he pushed his forehead against your chin so he could reach the marks he left on your neck, your chest. 
In your gleeful haze, you settled more around him not caring of the mess the two of you made. Your fingers brushed his sweaty hair, ran down the edge of his jaw, his neck and bounding vein that pulsed at the beat of his heart. He shivered and you kissed his nose. 
“You are everything to me,” he finally said, voice hoarse, delicious. His eyes met your, you didn’t dare look away. “No matter what tomorrow brings, nothing will change the way I feel about you.” 
How many times had you worried about the stability of your love. How many nights had you gone to sleep restless, fearful that the man of your dreams would not be there to join you. He was busy, you were busy, and at times it seemed like your partnership was all but a dream. How foolish of you to doubt his conviction. 
Running your fingers over his lips, your heart flipped at the kiss he pressed against them. “Are you saying you’re my one and only?” 
“Till darkness take us,” he pledged as he leaned up and sealed his words with a kiss, arms caging you against him and surrounding you in his heat. 
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smallestapplin · 2 months
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Can you take both?
Neuvillette x fem reader smut
Cw : Reader is referred to as 'pear' 'love' and 'sweet', twin dicks Neuvillette, lowkey praise.
MINORS DO NOT INTERACT! I check who likes and if I see ya you're blocked. Yes 17 is a minor
18+ only!
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Neuvillette was certain of one thing as you lay under him, your chest heaving to catch your breath, your skin shining with a thin layer of sweat, your eyes glazed over and shimmering with unshed tears, you were beautiful.
Like a goddess laid before him, allowing him to worship you and your body, allowing him to drink in your bare form. He loves you and adores you, he needs to make sure you commit his love to memory.
"Neuvi..."
Your sigh of his name makes his pointed ears perk up.
"Yes, my pearl?" He awaits your response but you can't manage another word.
What little air you have is stolen from the grind of his hips, pressing his cock further into your well-used hole. His second dick rubbed your clit with every slow roll of his hips, sending sparks through your sensitive body. The dragon above you purrs lowly at your trembling form.
"You are breathtaking, my love. Letting me worship your body in such an indecent manner. I'm truly blessed."
You bring your arms up wrapping them around his shoulders to hold him close, he doesn't resist, letting you pull him down so his chest is pressed against yours.
"You're intoxicating." He mutters, quickly burying his face into your neck, breathing in your scent.
He's drowning in your scent, in your touch! you're taking over his senses, ensuring his world is nothing but you, and you aren't even aware of it, aren't aware of how you have the chief of Justice wrapped around your finger.
"I...I can't cum again-mm!"
He coos at you softly, pleased with your body shaking just from the tip of his cock kissing your womb.
"Too much-!!"
"Shh, just let me show you my love for you."
He's addicted to you.
"Mm...do you think you could take another? Let me be wrapped completely by your warm, welcoming pussy?"
Tears sting your eyes, you couldn't imagine taking both his cocks at once! He's much too big for that, right? Neuvillette groans, burying his face into your neck.
"Fuck. You're thinking about it, aren't you? thinking about being stuffed full of my cocks and being filled with my love?"
You toss your head back, crying out as Neuvillette grinds his hips into yours pressing the tip of his cock deep into you, letting it kiss your sweet spot.
His second cock leaking his precum onto your stomach, silently promising to fill up with his thick spent.
You dig your nails into his pale arms, leaving red marks in your wake. Neuvillette groans, purring at your pathetic attempts to mark him. He bucks his hips, slowly pulling out to slam back into you. Your eyes cross at the sudden stimulation, your mouth drops open letting out a silent shriek.
"Neuviiii! Fuck fuck fuck-!! M'gonna cum!"
A deep purr rumbles through Neuvillette's chest, he can feel your cunt flutter around him, trying to keep him inside you.
Your eyes go wide as Neuvillette pulls back, moving his second cock to your already stuffed hole. His lilac eyes stare down at where your bodies connect, being careful to slowly push his tapered dick inside you. You arch your back, tears stinging your eyes as your pussy stretches to accommodate the second length.
"So good...mm, my love, it's like you were made for me." He sighs out, trying to keep his composure.
He thrusts forward, making you take more of him. Your sudden squeak echoes in the bedroom, pussy fluttering around his cocks desperately trying to milk him for all his worth.
Neuvillette's eyes roll back, his mouth dropping open with drool dripping down his chin and onto your chest and stomach.
You both pause, letting allowing you two to catch your breath, while your juices cover his dicks.
"N..Neuvi, please, you're too much."
"Do you want me to stop?"
His voice was rough and ragged from fighting the urge to pump your pussy full of his cum.
You merely whimper, shaking your head no.
"Answer me, I want you to say it."
You mewl at his demand.
"Don't stop, please don't! I need you to fill me."
Fuck, he loves you.
He moves one hand to grab a hold of one of yours, locking your hands together for him to hold.
"Anything for you, my sweet."
He hopes you don't mind the marks he'll leave.
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sparklz02 · 8 months
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Is He Gay?
[Lyeny x fem!reader 🪄]
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“Have you girls heard of the new gossip going around?” Your friend—Alice—asks excitedly.
Another friend—Maria—responds with equal energy, “Are you referring to that gossip?”
Alice squeals, “Yes! That new gossip!”
You look between your two friends with concern but also curiosity, “Did this gossip by chance erupt from the Steambird again?”
Maria shakes her head and tuts, “No, no! Though it might actually catch a publisher's attention soon enough. It is strange how they have yet to write about it though…”
Alice nods her head in agreement, “That is very strange. They are usually very fast when it comes to trending gossip.”
You huff in frustration, “Ok we get it, the Steambird is behind for the first time since its founding days. What’s this gossip???”
Your friends giggle at your frustration before looking at you with excitement. Alice quickly responds cheerfully, “This new gossip is about whether or not the Great Magician Monsieur Lyney is gay!”
You deadpanned, “This is the new trending gossip???”
They gasp in surprise at your lack of surprise. Maria asks in a concerned tone, “Aren’t you even slightly curious yourself Y/N?”
You cross your arms and ask seriously, “How the heck did this even start??? What about him began this whole circulation of his sexual preference??”
Alice grabs her fan and begins to fan herself quickly in disbelief, “Oh my archons, it’s everything about him of course!”
You raise a brow, “‘Everything’ you say? Enlighten me.”
Your friends look around before leaning over the table in a totally not suspicious manner. Alice whispers quietly, “Have you noticed the way he behaves? He is very friendly with the male audience during his performances!”
Maria also quietly chimes in, “His outfit is also very…interesting. No man in Fontaine dresses as exotically as he does!”
Alice adds to her previous comment, “There have also been rumors suggesting that maybe he is bisexual. He may be nice to the male audience but he is also quite suggestive with the ladies!”
Maria nods enthusiastically at Alice’s claims. She adds on to her comment, “Or maybe he is being suggestive with the ladies to hide any evidence that he is gay?”
Alice squeals, “Oh my you are probably onto something Maria! Don’t you think Y/N?”
You had a look of disappointment and deadpanned, “Is he not allowed to be friendly with the audience he is entertaining??”
Your friend's excitement was now washed over with an unamused expression. Alice whines, “Why can’t we be allowed to entertain the possible idea that he could be gay!”
You shrug, “I just find it disrespectful to make assumptions about someone’s preference without gaining confirmation from them.”
Maria pouts, “You know very well that we are unable to approach him! Security is too tight and surely he will run away from us thinking that we are deranged fans!”
You mumbled quietly, “I wouldn’t blame him for thinking that…”
Your friends gasp and Maria cries, “I heard that! Oh you wound me…!”
Alice pretends to wipe away a tear, “And here we thought you would understand us Y/N. How dare you make fun of your dear friends!”
You chuckle at their antics, “You girls can stop exaggerating now.” You place your hands on the table and quickly change the topic, “But seriously how is his attire and behavior weird? He is a Magician after all. He is supposed to be ‘other-worldly’ or ‘magical’.”
Maria replies, “Ok that is a very fair argument.”
Alice nods, “I also have to agree that you made a very fair point.”
You hum happily knowing you managed to win, “Shall we continue with our tea time?”
Alice looks at you curiously, “Before we do that, are you . you're not even just a little bit curious—”
Maria gently slaps Alice’s head, “Ok maybe we should actually drop the gossip for the day~.”
You all chattered and had a wonderful time and began to part ways, promising to schedule for another tea time whenever time permits. As you walk around the streets of the central city, you begin to see many people huddled together whispering among themselves.
You could make out bits and pieces of their conversations as you were casually walking around…
“Hey have you heard…”
“Well he does have an exotic attire…”
“I heard that he gave the traveler a rainbow rose!”
“He is very touchy with the audience…”
“I saw him giving a lady a hug…”
“Maybe he…”
You begin to zone out and walk aimlessly as you begin to process the conversation you had with your friends and what you are hearing from the people around.
‘Is he gay…?’
You quickly caught yourself and shook your head furiously and mumbled, “No, no. Don’t let the gossip get to you. Lynette would be the first to know then me and Freminet…”
‘But what if…?’
You grab your head and groan, “For the love of the Hydro Archon! Ughhhhh! Don’t let their gossip get to me, I beg of you Hydro Archon!”
‘Then again, Lady Furina would absolutely love this gossip and also demand answers….’
You quickly left the city, unable to handle all the crazy variations of gossip being spewed at every corner. You find yourself outside the walls of the city and sit by a ledge and admire the view of the open waters.
You felt at peace and in control. The wind gently swayed your hair and provided a comforting chill that you gladly welcomed while watching the birds play and fishes swimming about. The quiet noise of the waters rushing ashore then back to the ocean was also another relaxing variable.
You leaned over slightly to see your reflection in the water and admired it momentarily before your attention was snatched away by a fish that poked its head out of the water before quickly hiding again after being caught by you.
You giggled at the sight before heaving out a long sigh of relief. You had failed to notice someone approaching you with mischievous intent.
The figure slowly crept up behind you and gently tapped your left shoulder. You were caught off guard and quickly looked back to see who disturbed you.
“Bonjour mon ami! Enjoying the peace and tranquility?”
You sigh and go back to looking at the open waters of Fontain, “Mhm, I just needed to get away from society for a bit.”
Lyney tilts his head before asking, “Why is that? Anything unpleasant happened today?”
“Mmmm, I wouldn’t say unpleasant. It’s just ridiculous gossip going around and it’s just…”
Lyney hums, “it’s just…?”
You shook your head, “Really just dumb gossip that I could not handle. If I were to stay any longer, I too would’ve been part of the mob.”
He chuckles, “Was it that bad?”
You looked back at him with the intention of answering back but you zoned out very quickly. You began to wonder,
‘Do I tell him about what people are saying about him?’
You could see that Lyney gave you a concerned look.
‘Maybe I shouldn’t. It’s his life, not mine.’
“Are you ok?”
“Are you gay?” You blurted out.
Lyeny now had a very shocked look and you watched as you slowly began to process what you had just said.
Your face becomes flushed in embarrassment and quickly defend yourself, "Please ignore that! I didn't meant for that to come out, I–"
"So you were thinking if I was gay?" He asks in an amused tone.
"No-! I mean yes–! Wait no I–!"
You covered your face with your hands in shame. You groaned and refused to meet his mischievous gaze.
Lyney laughed heartily to your embarrassment. He wrapped his stomach with his arms as he hunched over, "Where did you get that assumption from~?"
You groaned, refusing to face him and tell him how you even stumbled upon this idea.
His laughter finally dies down. He wipes away a few tears before placing himself next to you on the ledge and grabs your left arm gently, "Look at me please~?"
You remain stiff and mumble quietly, "No…"
He sighs before removing your left hand from your face and cupping your face with his hands, forcing you to look his way.
You kept your eyes shut, stubbornly refusing to see his face. Lyney chuckles, finding amusement towards your behavior before he leans forward slowly…
You felt something soft touch your forehead which made you flinch at the unexpected feeling. You slowly peeled your eyes open, wondering what was touching your forehead and why Lyney had become quiet.
"Hey, what are you–"
You see Lyeny leaning over to your forehead giving it a gentle kiss. You quickly pulled away and your face immediately plunged into a deep shade of crimson.
You place your right hand onto your forehead and attempt to form a normal sentence but ultimately fail miserably.
Lyney flashes you his signature charming smile, "Does that provide an answer to your question~?"
"Huh…?"
He pouts, "Seems like I need to be a bit more upfront about this. Hmmmm, what to do~?"
Your mind was all over the place trying to make sense of the whole situation. Lyney could tell that you were caught off guard and still processing everything.
Lyney smirks and removes his hat and places it in front of you, "Look inside my hat, it's empty right?"
You snapped out of your trance and looked inside of his hat. It was indeed empty and you nodded silently.
He flips his hat before placing it upside down again and peering inside, "Oh it seems like there's something inside!"
He quickly places his hand inside and pulls out a bouquet of rainbow roses. He offers it to you and winks, "Let's go out on a romantic dinner date at Hotel Debord. You'll find the answer that you seek there~."
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m0uchie · 2 months
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Hi hi!! I'm pretty sure this is my first time requesting so I am a bit scared afjrjwj...
Anyways could you do Scara x reader (could be gn,whatever makes you comfortable!) where Scara is a complete nerd and is just explaining to reader about his nerdy interests/hobbies while reader just thinks about devouring and worshipping him 🤭
You could ignore/delete if you want or if it doesn't fit with your rules!!(I did read them but just in case) have a great day/night and take care of yourself!!❤️
𐙚 secret obsession
⟡ you discover what Scaramouche's face (a boy in your class) really looks like and now you can't stop thinking about him
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— pairing : nerd!scaramouche x gn!reader
— warnings : NSFW; reader is obsessed? A bit too much, lmao; yandere reader; penetrative sex (in reader's imagination); oral (m!receiving)
— a/n : HIII! YOU LOOK SO SWEET :( Don't be scared to send smth, I loved your request 🫶 I hope I did your first request well and ty for reading the rules😭😭
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You know what they say about not approaching the shy kid who sits alone at break because they usually mean trouble? You did completely the opposite of that.
Scaramouche should've been the smartest boy in your class. However, his presence went unnoticed by the other students, even though he had a charming beauty that he hid behind his hat and corrective glasses. These same glasses that you picked up from the floor when he collided with you while blindly speeding up his steps in the hallway with a stack of notebooks in hand to deliver to the professor.
Your mouth opens in shock at finally seeing him without that giant hat he wore all the time, lying on the floor along with his lenses and notebooks. Soft skin, round and bright eyes of a vibrant color like a doll that you couldn't stop staring at.
"Y-you're in the way." he mutters, lifting his finger to adjust the glasses that hung on the tip of his nose with his other arm holding the notebooks tightly against his chest, and slightly panicking when he notices the lack of presence of the frame.
"You're welcome." you level up the glasses to his face, straightening the messy strands of hair on his head with your fingers and a smirk on your face. He blushes and forms a pout with his mouth, mumbling something you couldn't hear and taking his glasses back from your hand, without even looking back before running away.
As the days passed, the more lost your mind seemed to become after your sudden encounter with Scaramouche. You'd taken the hat he had forgotten home, as he had run away from you out of the blue that day and left it with you. Until now he didn't seem to notice the lack of the accessory, unlike your mind which couldn't erase the meeting between the two of you from your memory.
Your thoughts were always about him and what happened that day, how silly he looked wearing glasses, but still how satisfying it was to know that you were the only one who was aware of his ethereal beauty. Your concentration was unconsciously broken the moment your eyes landed on Scaramouche, head wandering through scenarios that you created about him and made your heart race without your permission.
The situation got to the point where one of your teachers called you to talk about your sudden lack of attention during class and your friends started to worry, asking you if everything was okay, you just shrugged it off as a personal problem.
Maybe if you took the time to actually talk to him and get to know him better, that would stop, right? Wrong.
It was incredibly difficult to maintain a topic with Scaramouche (that or he didn't pay you the slightest attention). He was closed off, in a way that scared you. His hat was still stored with you inside a large bag that you took to school every day. You weren't the shy type, so why so much trouble handing his belongings back? It's not like you got attached to it or anything...
But in the end, talking to him ended up being inevitable, as you were paired up together to work in pairs by a great irony of fate. All you had to do was ask a simple "what do you have in mind?" for him to start babbling on his own, and you just assumed that was how you'd bring up a topic next time...
"Next time?" This should be the last one! It was just a matter of handing over his hat and continuing with your life, but did you really want that?
He would never know the dark places your mind wandered to as he spoke huge sentences without a single pause. How his velvety voice sent you soaring.
It was so naughty of you to take your fantasies — that you were supposed to have in the confines of your room — to the classroom, your thighs rubbing against each other under the table in search of relief.
"Are you even listening to me?!" His call would bring you back down for a second. Your chin rested in the palm of your hand, but without stopping your mouth from opening and a little drool dripping from the corner.
Maybe you would listen to what he had to say if he threw you face down against a counter, aggressively took off your shorts just to fuck you from behind :(
Of course, it'd be more difficult to understand and assimilate what he wanted to say in your fucked out state, but he could thrust the knowledge into you!! Moving his waist like crazy and laying his chin over your shoulders. His mouth so close to your ear that all you could hear were his off-key moans.
He'd look so cute all concentrated!! Eyes closed and sweat running down his forehead. At some point he would get so out of control that his tongue would roll out, and thin lines of drool could be seen in his mouth. You could be his little fuck toy, as long as he uses you and only you for his pleasure.
The way he'd squeeze your waist too... After having made you cum so many times, of course that area of your belly would be sensitive! The way he squeezes you, at the same time he thrusts his dick with all his might into your wet hole, you think you're going to faint. It even feels like he's hugging you like a cute teddy bear, without caring how messy he's leaving your insides.
"You're not paying attention again..." he complains, clearly irritated. You nod and he rolls his eyes, continuing with his speech when he thinks he's got your attention.
But maybe that's not the right way... He should leave you on your knees in front of him, sucking his dick willingly so you can learn your lesson. Doing your job of cleaning him up after he had taken his cock out of you.
Classes end and you say goodbye to Scaramouche. He's clearly surprised when you pull him into a hug, rushing out before he can say anything, smiling and giggling. Now you were covered with his sweet scent. The same fragrance that impregnated his hat.
Oh, and about the hat... Who knows, maybe one day you'll return it to its owner again? It's still very useful to you. (╯︵╰)
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lunairesrealm · 2 years
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desperation
feat. diluc, itto, childe, kaeya, albedo, ayato
desc. how the boys fuck you when they’re needier than usual
cw: 18+ content MDNI!!! , fem reader , nicknames like good girl are used , cum, unprotected sex, implied several rounds, dirty talk, cervix kissing (diluc), exhibitionism | size kink | implied belly bulge (itto), morning sex | implied breeding kink | mentions of pregnancy (childe), drunk sex (kaeya), cockwarming | dacryphilia | dubcon(?) (albedo), slight exhibitionism (ayato)
a/n: lowkey was rubbing my thighs while writing but it was really fun so I hope you guys enjoy LMFAO
reblogs are appreciated!
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diluc
Loves fucking you after a long day of work. He’s under so much stress, that he just can’t help but fuck load after load into your pretty pussy to calm down :(( his pace is slow but it’s so heavy, your body jolting with each slam of his hips into yours. Your moans and his pants along with the sound of your pussy gushing around his cock fills the room, sending the both of you further into bliss. Diluc’s always always loving on you, always has his hands on you, always kissing you somewhere, and lovesss sucking your pretty tits while he’s fucking you into the mattress. Fave position is definitely the butterfly. Loves the way he can see your soft tits bouncing every time he plunges into your sloppy pussy, and the way he can see your fucked out face as you gush all over him while the blunt head of his cock kisses your cervix <3 has the stamina to go multiple rounds until he’s spurting out watery cum, cause he’s just that drunk on your pussy <33
itto
He’s a big dumb oni who’s so horny that he can’t help but rut his hips into you behind a tree cause he just couldn’t wait until you got home :( And he has so much cum in his heavy balls, that he just has to go multiple rounds until you’re filled to the brim and dripping onto the grass below you. He has your legs wrapped around his hips with your back against a tree while he pounds into you. You can feel his balls slapping against your ass as he fucks up into you, and he’s reaching so deep that you swear you can feel him in your tummy. He’s biting your neck to try and silence himself, but you can hear his whimpers while he’s fucking you because he’s just that desperate <33 and he definitely has a size kink, loving the way he’s towering over you and the way your tight pussy is struggling to take him in, but it doesn’t matter, he’ll fuck you to his heart’s desire <3
childe
Loves having sloppy morning sex with you before he leaves for work cause he’s so busy throughout the day :(( you’re both tangled in the sheets while he fucks you in missionary in a slow pace, trying to savor the moment. He’s leaving sloppy kisses on the side of your neck, down to your collarbones, and down to your cute tits <3 has a hand splayed out on your belly so that he can feel how deep he’s going, and because he always tells you that’s where your baby’s gonna go <33 he just wants to have a family so bad with you I swear :( his head is thrown back and mouth open as he’s groaning at just how good you feel, how your slippery pussy just takes him in so well. You can feel his abs contracting against the soft of your tummy as he’s on the edge of cumming, and moments later, he fills you up with a warm and sticky load, silently hoping he’ll return home later and bare news of you pregnant with his child :))
kaeya
Is addicted to drunk sloppy sex with you. Has you straddling him while he fucks up mindlessly into your cunt and his hands on your waist while he has his face buried in your soft tits <3 he’s kissing and licking you all over, with your hands gripping his shoulders for support because he just feels so good that you feel you might collapse on him :( his hazy eyes always find its way back to where the two of you are connected, admiring the glisten of your essence on his abdomen, and the translucent ring that’s forming on the base of his dick. It’s almost like he’s in a trance with the way he’s watching your pussy take his cock all the way in, from tip to base, and he praises you accordingly. Hes uttering praises into your ear about how good you’re taking him, how you’re his good little girl, and how gorgeous you look bouncing on his cock :))
albedo
cockwarming while he’s busy doing work is a must. You’re straddling him while he’s sitting in a chair with a quill in hand, writing down details about some experiment, and you’re whining about how bad you want to move, but he just doesn’t budge :(( his cock is throbbing in you and it’s driving you crazy, but you try to resist the urge of bouncing on his cock then and there because you promised to ‘bedo that you’d be good for him :( eventually albedo loses his self control with how much you’re shifting on his lap, and just fucks you on his desk, papers flying everywhere with his hips slamming against the back of your thighs. Has a bruising grip on your waist as he looks down at his cock going in and out of your pussy, glistening with your arousal. He looks at the way his cum is leaking out of your cunny and dripping onto some important documents, but that doesn’t matter now. He fucks you for hours, disregarding your pleas to “take a break” and the crystal tears wetting your cheeks, because this is what you wanted, right? Who is he to deny you of pleasure?
ayato
Fucks you in an empty room during a function that the both of you are attending. You just looked so good in that dress, so gorgeous, he just needed to see you unravel underneath him. Grabs your wrist and drags you to an empty guest room upstairs, with the intent of rearranging your guts by the end of it. Has you on your hands and knees as he lifts up your dress and pushes aside the pretty lace panties he bought for you on your first anniversary, and pushes his cock into you until he’s at the hilt and his hips are flush against your ass. His pace is fast, mockingly teasing you about how someone might hear your moans from the outside :( your shared fluids are creamy and coating his cock and your pussy in a sticky layer of precum and your arousal, some of it dripping down to stain the sheets because of how much vigor ayato has in his thrusts. Once he dumps his cum into you, he hurriedly helps you wear your kimono and fixes your hair, with a kiss on your cheek and whispers about trying your best to walk normally :)) Brings you back down to his friends from the yashiro commission with a hand on your waist holding you close and supporting your weight. He smiles at them and gives some shitty excuse as to why the both of you left so abruptly, while you’re praying to every archon that they don’t see the trail of cum that’s dripping down your thigh <33
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