#genshin impact & reader

[prttykittes]

hii! can you do a afab!scara with a f reader? and like scara is the dom?

Sure!!! Heheehee (⁠=⁠｀⁠ェ⁠´⁠=⁠) he's so so!! Nfgh

ෆ Dom!afab Scaramouche X FEM! reader[you/your/girlfriend]

CW. Fingering, double dildo sides, dominate!scara x Sub!reader, eating pussy, squirting, rough sex

A/N :: isn't all my afab! Scaramouche works , dominate? Oh whatever, my period craps hurt, not too bad just sharp pain, also I hope u enjoyed this babes):3

[MASTERLIST] — (⁠ノ⁠^⁠_⁠^⁠)⁠ノ all my works in the masterlist link!

His fingers were working in you, scissoring your cunt with his fingers. He was biting your neck, leaving hickies on your neck. Making into a purple color, his fingers continue to pump inside of you. He tilts you so his fingers go much inside of you, you let out a loud moan, throwing your head back. Your back arching, he smiles and whispers in your ear. "Your so fucking needy, babe~" he whispers, your mouth was slack open, saliva strings on your mouth. You grip onto your shoulders as your body moves due to his fingers ramming inside of you so hard. It felt so good to be fingered like this from him, your heart was beating was you felt your climax coming! He brings his thumb up to your clit as he rubs it and fingers your cunt. He sits up and watches his pretty girlfriend squirm in pleasure. Your legs shaking, he stops his movements when you climax, squirting all over his hand, he smiles and kisses your cheek before he shakes off his fingers. Licking it clean while he grabs a toy, a weird looking one. Which was a dildo but it was on both ends, he probably brought it when you are out or asleep. You bit your lower lip as you feel more wet, your pussy clenches as you move around. He grabs lube and puts it all over the dildo, rubbing it to more it all wet. He smiles and pushes it in his pussy, he lets out a moan/grunt, he bites his lip as he glares up at you. He smiles and holds it up to your cunt, kissing your chest as he fondles it. He then puts it in your cunt, it makes a soppy wet sound, when it enters you. You moan as he begins to move, he holds your hips as the dildo gives you and him pleasure. Hitting deep spots inside of both of you, his legs shake and he moans. His tongue out while you whine, wanting to suck on his tongue or wanting him to suck on your tongue. He notices and smiles, slipping his tongue into your mouth, twisting it with yours. He continues to move, your both clenching on it, he makes out with you while doing so. The pleasure was beginning to be so much for your body, he smashes his lips against yours hard, you both squirt, wetting the bed. He lets out gasps and lies down next to you, that felt so good to him, damn.

#afab!scaramouche #genshin x reader #genshin impact reader #kittytail #kittymilk #kittypussy #x reader #x reader smut #afab!scaramouche x reader #ftm!scaramouche #genshin smut #genshin impact x reader #scaramouche x reader #scaramouche smut

[hellinistical]

1:37

ft. kazuha, xiao, heizou, aether, scaramouche, childe, albedo, kaeya, gorou, itto, tighnari

Archons, you wanted to fall in love. 

You craved it, if love in the stories you’ve read was anything to go by. 

You craved the idea of it, coming home to someone everyday, knowing that their embrace was at your beck and call. 

But you feared it. 

Fearing the way that it could consume people, turn them into something they were not. It wasn’t right. It wasn’t natural. How one measly emotion could so entirely change someone. 

You craved love, but you despised it nonetheless. 

Still…

You smiled at the thought of your little crush developing, unsure of whether or not you’d need to stomp it down before it became stronger. 

How would it feel, to lay with them, fingers carding through their hair, 

Or to be the cause of their lips up turning into an expression of joy, 

Or even have someone be so completely and utterly devoted to you, hands and voice praising every part of you, 

You sighed, gazing out the window, seeing them run by before stopping, as if they felt your gaze. They turned, and you made eye contact.

And with a wave and a smile, they were off. 

#hellinistical #pandoras box writing #genshin impact sfw #drabble #gn reader #genshin drabble #genshin impact reader #genshin impact x gn reader #genshin sfw #gn!reader #genshin impact #genshin fluff #kazuha x reader #xiao x reader #heizou x reader #tighnari x reader #gorou x reader #albedo x reader #kaeya x reader #aether x reader #itto x reader #childe x reader #scaramouche x reader

[kykyonthemoon]

Chocolate misunderstanding

— Pairing: Thoma x Reader

— Tags: short, soft fluff, high school AU

— Summary: You and Thoma have been neighbors since forever, but now you want more.

— Word count: 1532

— Masterlist

— Ao3

This is a story for 2024 Valentine's Day Character x Reader series, which includes:

Thoma Neuvillette Xiao Childe

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Out the window it was bright. You had gotten up quickly enough to avoid the alarm clock going off before it could. With a smile on your face, you headed downstairs to the kitchen to begin the day.

On the kitchen counter sat a pretty box, dark brown hue with a red ribbon on top. You picked it up with great care, holding it in your palms like it's the most valuable piece ever.

"Is that chocolate? For whom?" Your mother walked in, watching and giving you a knowing smile.

"Who else would it be for?" That voice came from your dad, who joined the room after her. "Definitely for the neighborhood kid."

With innuendo, Mom and Dad exchanged glances. They already knew! And your face started to turn redder than your mother's basket of ripe tomatoes when you stuffed the box into your school bag.

"It's for nobody." 

You replied in embarrassment, just wanting to get into a corner so you wouldn't have to listen to your parents make fun of breakfast in this manner. They all knew who encouraged you to learn to make chocolate for this special occasion. Perhaps, everyone knew, except for that specific person.

There was a screech as the bike braked in front of the yard. On the bicycle, the boy with blond hair like ripe rice beckoned to you.

"Y/N!"

A beat missed in your heart. It felt so strange, even though he came every day to take you to school. Your heart throbbed inconsolably as you walked down the steps. Knowing the worth of the gift inside made the bag you were holding heavier. You grinned.

"Good morning, Thoma!"

Thoma tossed his head towards the back saddle, waiting for you to mount steadily before starting to roll. The streets were quiet in the morning. Thoma donned a white uniform under a light wool waistcoat today. The scent of spring blossoms blending with the wind and a hint of fabric softener from Thoma's body wafted from the back seat of the bike. Your cheeks lit up with guilt once more. Fortunately, he did not glance back to witness it.

Before long, the ride to school was over. ou held Thoma back before entering the classroom:

"Well... I have something to tell you... Let's meet at the school gate after class, okay?"

"Don't we meet there every day to go home together?"

You timidly replied, realizing your own ridiculousness or Thoma's for not getting your implication: 

"Well... Just see me there!"

Having said so, you made your way into the classroom, leaving Thoma scratching his head, not understanding what was going on.

Your relationship with Thoma had always been the same. As neighbors. Schoolmates. But lately, you realized you wanted more. You blamed spring air and these darn, stupid teenage feelings. After many failed attempts spanning nearly a month, you eventually created a scrumptious batch of chocolate. The most adorable ones were packed into the box that was located within your school bag. It was merely awaiting an opportunity to express itself.

You left class as soon as the bell announcing the end of the school day rang. Waiting in a familiar place on the school grounds, you noticed several other girls, just like you, with boxes of chocolates in their hands. After all, it was Valentine's Day. While waiting, you began to imagine all sorts of Thoma's reactions upon accepting your gift. How would he react? Joyful? Surprised? Or worse, would he reject the heart you had put into this?

In any case, you were prepared mentally. You had decided to bravely face this feeling, and accept Thoma's answer. But you would never see what was about to happen so quickly. Right when you caught Thoma's figure in the distance, you also saw the most popular girl at school walking towards him.

In her hand was a box of chocolates, which seemed bigger than yours. She muttered something while holding it out to Thoma. Groups of students gathered closer, chattering around them. You focused your gaze on Thoma. With a sheepish look, he extended a hand.

No!

You screamed, but who could hear your heart breaking inside? The bridge of your nose stung, your vision became blurry as you turned and ran away. What else could you do? You were not even given a chance with Thoma like this.

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It had been a week since you were not seen with Thoma. You decide to take the school bus, which took a longer route and also to avoid him. Of course, Thoma didn't understand what was happening. He came to your house a few times, but never did you agree to meet.

By the eighth day, Thoma did not seem to tolerate the coldness from you anymore. He waited at the school gate at the end of school. Spotting your figure, he hurried over to block the way. 

"Y/N! Please talk to me!"

"What?" You replied in a cold tone.

"Why are you avoiding me? Did I do anything to make you sad?"

Thoma's eyes expanded like those of a puppy's. Innocent. He was innocent. But what did you do wrong, other than secretly having a big crush on him? It made dealing with Thoma more challenging than before. Being his closest friend, you were bound to hear everything there was to hear about his new flame. It felt like a heart choking.

You took a deep breath, then pretended nothing had happened.

"No. You didn't do anything wrong."

"Then why..."

Without waiting for Thoma to finish his sentence, you stepped forward. But he grabbed you by the arm, cornering you.

"There must be something..." His breath brushed your face. So close.  "You don't talk to me, you don't come home with me... I'm sure I did something wrong that kept you avoiding me all week."

"Thoma..." You tried to keep your voice in a normal tone. You could not let him detect the disturbed pulse in your chest. "People are watching us..."

Several other students caught the two of them cornering each other against the wall. Thoma still refused to let you go. He went on:

"Unless you tell me what went wrong between us, I won't let go."

Thoma's eyes locked on you, as if you could not look at anyone else but him. In those eyes, you sensed sincerity, earnestness, and a hint of hurt. It had been a week of Thoma's worst mood. And realizing you had wounded him out of selfishness, you began to feel hurt as well.

"The truth is..." You started explaining. "I did make you chocolate… I just don't know how to deal with you... after you got that chocolate box from someone else..."

Thoma looked puzzled. He asked:

"I got chocolate from someone else? Since when did that happen?"

"On Valentine's Day last week..."

Thoma winced briefly before realizing what you were talking about.

"Oh my!" He exclaimed, followed by a burst of laughter. 

"Are you laughing at me?" You scowled with irritation.

"Yes! I’m laughing at you! Because of how silly you are!"

Then Thoma became quite serious. "I refused that chocolate box," he remarked, glancing at you. "I don't like receiving chocolate from other people, if it's not from... you.." 

You rolled your eyes. 

"Huh? What?..."

"I went to your house but couldn't see you. Your mother only told me that you had been sad since Valentine's Day. I assumed some moron would have the audacity to turn you down. I was on my way to find out who it was and teach him a lesson after this conversation with you..."

"H-Huh?..."

Thoma might have misinterpreted that you were rejected by someone, which explained why you were unhappy for such a long time. All you could do in such a ridiculous scenario was sigh.

"Well, that kind of stuff didn't happen. Let's not bring it up again."

"But..." After a moment of hesitation, Thoma took out a small chocolate bar from his bag that was carefully wrapped. Your hands trembled as you accepted it.

"Is this... for me?"

Thoma gave a nod. "I apologize... I had no idea that you were making me chocolate. I… I should have made the first move a long time ago so you wouldn’t be so confused about us..."

You held Thoma's chocolate bar, looking both puzzled and pleased. It came to light that you had been moody for nothing this entire week. 

"I-It's okay... I ate them all... Not very tasty, I must say."

Thoma laughed, then placed one of his hands in your hair, messing it up purposefully.

"You can do another batch for me!"

"No more chocolate making." You pouted. "It’ll wear me out. And there's the chance of experiencing heartbreak!"

Thoma's cheekbones flushed in the pale afternoon sun. "I'll definitely eat it all. I'll eat only chocolate made by you. Promise!"

You grinned, holding up the gift Thoma had just given.

"Your words and this chocolate bar, I'll take this as a love confession, okay?"

Thoma averted his face, but his smile was visible to you. You sat closer behind him on the way home, gently resting your hands on his waist. 

-The End-

#fanfiction #genshin impact #fanfic #genshin impact fanfic #hoyoverse #thoma #genshin impact thoma #reader #genshin impact reader #thoma x reader #character x reader #latte for two #latte for two series

[boundinparchment]

Dream a Little Dream of Me - XXX

Celestia has a cruel sense of humor. He’s always known this, ever since his days as a student. But a soulmate? Really? Dottore/Female Reader Soulmate AU. Lore speculation, interpretations, etc. Chapter on AO3 here.

He surfaced at a break in the Leylines, water splashing at his boots as the world resettled around him.  You barely stirred in his arms, not waking even for a moment when he dove into the veins of the world.  Your limbs were limp, your body dead weight.  A Rishboland tiger could come and swipe at both of you and you would be none the wiser.

You recognized him when you woke the first time, even if the lines were blurred.  It was too early to draw conclusions but it was likely indicative that, at least cognitively, you were whole.  

Dottore preferred you that way.  You wouldn’t be who you were if…

He took a moment to look around, finding the waterway quiet and otherwise unbothered by his disruption.  Fungi slept nearby, frogs croaked in familiar rhythms, and a waterfall churned nearby.  The air smelled damp and not just from the pools of water.  It rained recently in the span of time that he was gone.  

The formations were familiar and he could see the worn path of the main road nearby.  Dottore calculated the time it took from the lab to this particular point; he’d been under for all of a few minutes, which meant he hadn’t gone all that far from Sumeru City.  In fact, he spent a great deal of time here in his younger years.

He shifted you in his arms and tried not to think about how warm you were, how well you fit there.  Now wasn’t the time, although he’d long debated with himself that there was never an opportune time for you .  He could feel the nagging scratching at his mind from the other Segments, the hive mind disrupted now that everyone else was keenly aware of what had transpired.

Above all of the chatter, the memories he’d forced into Omega floated like ice upon a thawing lake.  Whatever progress had been made was now lost and all he had of it were moments that felt stolen.  They shouldn’t even matter.  He never asked for this, for you.  

What to do with you?

Dottore looked down, your head pressed against his chest, brow creased.  

If he left you with your colleagues, returned you where you belonged, all it would do would signal to Omega that you were free to be bothered again.  The Segment would find you, ruin what little you had left.

Which wasn’t much.

His doing.  His Segment’s execution, yes, but it was his own neutrality that gave you the credence to stay.  You would have pushed back, would have stayed regardless of his stance on the matter, and therefore he was not going to waste precious time arguing that point.  He may not have known Omega’s plans or intent but events would have gone differently if he’d stopped being an observer in his own life, no?

Was this Omega’s point?  That he was too well-versed in neutrality, in observation, that the Segment saw no action in the decisions based on the evidence and data he gathered?

Even if he took you back to the inn, Omega could have laid seeds already taking root: you were gone for days, a search would have been enacted for a foreign visitor, or worse yet, no one would be expecting you and you left of your own volition.  He knew nothing about the situation. 

Your words rang in his ears as if you’d woken up just to say them again, your voice crystal clear.

If you care about me at all, let me go.

How could he do that when you were literally woven into whatever destiny Celestia had chosen for him, for you?  Ignoring everything was no longer a viable option, not when Omega forced his hand and potentially altered you permanently.

It would be tantamount to abandoning you.  And it would be impossible to forget you.  Celestia would never let him and you would haunt his dreams for the rest of your days.

Variables he never foresaw, not in this fashion.

Omega would obtain the Gnoses, if only out of the set parameters and system functions.  His goal was still intact, if a bit derailed.  Dottore could return to Snezhnaya as requested without hindering the long-term plans.

Leyline travel wasn’t going to work, not with the way his mind was clouded, and not when he hadn’t had a chance to observe the effects of Omega’s actions.  

He had to stay in Sumeru a while longer.  Of that, he was certain.

But you didn’t have to stay with him.  In fact, it was very clear the first time you would prefer not to.  

His arms tensed and he pulled your form into him a little tighter, the hand on your arm squeezing a little as his shoulders rounded, as if to shield you.  You smelled differently than you had when he first saw you, drew close to you.  Like singed metal and antiseptic.  Familiar scents but ones that did not suit you.

The one person who might tolerate him, understand what it meant to go beyond normality and cross the threshold into exceptional…were you, too, out of his reach despite being so close?

For a moment, he entertained the selfish tug in his stomach to simply steal you away, to keep you from harm, delve into what it meant to be bonded from every angle he could possibly conceive.  None of it would undo Omega’s damage but it would help him untangle another mystery of Teyvat.  One that he presumed would have to be left unanswered because for centuries, Celestia gave him nothing but misery for simply thinking differently.  There were few things in this world that he had yet to uncover and you provided the perfect entry into one of the remaining unanswered questions.

You would never stand for it, though.  He knew that much.  A caged bird would never sing, not of its own volition, its own passion.  Omega laid the groundwork.  If he wasn’t careful, Zandik would crush what remained.

For once, he’d hoped for more.  Wondered what could be.  What the world was like with someone by his side who might, at least, listen to him.  Someone that didn’t use his intellect and skills for their own gain in exchange for belonging, who accepted him and all of the monstrosity inside of him.

His attention snapped from his thoughts as a frog croaked loudly nearby, hopping once to rest on his boot.  Dottore clicked his tongue and shook the amphibian from his foot, trying not to jostle you in the process.  He couldn’t stay here, out in the open.  The last thing he needed was a forest ranger on patrol nearby spotting him, a Fatui Harbinger, holding an unconscious figure in the middle of the jungle.  

Dottore gritted his teeth and released a harsh breath.  Constantly sabotaging himself to the point of logic loops that were, in fact, bordering on nonsensical.  

If he recalled correctly, one of his first workshops wasn’t terribly far from here.  It was probably a little overgrown but it would do.  Assuming, of course, that another scholar hadn’t taken it for themselves.

He needed to know the effects of Omega’s actions, first and foremost, and he could only do that if you were awake. 

#fic: dream a little dream of me #il dottore x reader #dottore x reader #dottore #il dottore #genshin impact reader #il dottore x female reader #dottore x female reader #soulmate au

[genshin-oneshots]

Waiting for Zhongli to return from the Wangsheng Funeral Parlor was always a treat. To wait for his weary body to walk through the door, a smile spreading across his face just for me. Then watching as he strode across the room, his long legs always eagerly destroying the space between us in his haste, only for him to slide his arms around my waist and bury his face in the crook of my neck once he had reached me. 

"I missed you..." he would murmur softly. 

"Another long day?" the words would slip from my lips naturally, already knowing the answer as my arms always circled soothingly around his chest to press my hands firmly against his back.

Zhongli would only hum as his body always seductively guided mine to rock side to side along with his. It has ever been a quiet moment for us, something that would help Zhongli ground himself once more, remembering that the specific long and stressful day was over. We would both then separate and proceed to cook dinner for the night, dancing around each other playfully, and stealing small tokens of affection as we passed each other in the kitchen. Whether it was a minor brush of the hand across each others shoulder, or a light kiss pressed to one of our cheeks, it was a way for Zhongli to unwind and decompress from his day. Once dinner was complete and eaten, sometimes with one of us feeding the other a bite from the others plate, we would wash the dishes together.

Depending on who was washing that night, there was always the possibility of water being flicked out of the sink to splash on the one drying the dishes. If it happened to be Zhongli drying that night, I would get a raised eyebrow before his hand would fly into the sink and splash water onto me as well. Many a water fight had been started in this manner and we often forgot about finishing the dishes in lieu of chasing each other around our home, one of us trying to pin the other down. Though once all was said and done after these bouts of "childish fun" as Zhongli preferred to call them, he would insist that we quickly finish the dishes so we could change out of our wet clothes. Once dishes were done and put away, we would both link our pinky fingers together and trail through the hallways to our room, separating to put on dry clothes.

Zhongli would always the first one done, calling out that he would be making some tea and inviting me to join him on the balcony. This would always bring a smile to my face. Despite telling Zhongli time and time again he didn't have to treat me like a queen, he would never listen. I would end up sliding my hand over the clothing that Zhongli had gotten me, settling for one of the more expensive kimono robes he had purchased for me. Once I had slipped it on, I would carefully make my way out and to the balcony where a low table with pillows had been set up for this very purpose for the longest time. 

I would kneel then slowly lower myself so I was able to sit comfortably on the fluffy pillow on my designated side of the table. By now, the sun would be starting to set, golden orange spilling its way across the landscape and lighting up the fields with its warm tones. 

"You look so sinfully beautiful sitting there in the sunset." Zhongli's compliment would be different each night, but they would still make me blush each and every time he spoke one to me on those nights. 

He would place the tray of tea between us, kneeling down on his pillow, before lifting each fragile cup and placing it where it belonged. Not long after that, the fragrance of whatever tea Zhongli chose that night would tickle my nose. Then I would hear water pouring its way into the teacup before Zhongli would present it to me, placing it gently next to my hand before his would lightly brush over mine as it pulled away. We would both watch as the sun continued to set passing small comments between us across the table until the sun finally set and the teapot was empty.

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"Was today truly that stressful, Zhongli?" I asked gently, placing my teacup on the table, keeping my eyes on the horizon. 

"Yes, it was. Despite my efforts to finish my paper work, it only piles up higher and higher. It's almost as if it has a life of its own." he sighed, one hand rubbing his temple while his other remained delicately wrapped around his teacup. 

"You do remember that today is Thursday, right?" I questioned softly, sliding my fingertip around the lip of the cup in front of me. 

I heard a slight cough as Zhongli had been taking a sip of his tea when I reminded him of this tidbit of information. 

"O-of course, how could I forget. The day before the Night of Solace. The night I surrender myself to you, body, mind, and soul." he replied once he was able to talk again. 

Zhongli's teacup probably tapped against the wooden table a little harder than he would have liked as he set it down, before I felt his gaze turn to me. 

"Are you ready for tomorrow night?" I inquired, glancing at him out of the corner of my eye, before returning my gaze to the horizon. 

I heard Zhongli take a deep breath, his body shifting as he moved to a more comfortable position as he resumed looking out over Liyue.

"Of course, it is part of the contract that we made together, and far be it from me to break a contract." he murmured, turning his head to look at me, but I was standing from my place on the pillows.

Stalking my way around the table, I sank my hand into the hair on the crown of Zhongli's head and yanked backwards. It sent him reeling, his arms wavering as he was pulled off balance. Leaning down, I stopped right next to his ear before playfully nipping the shell of it.

"You know that's not what I'm talking about...Morax." I whispered softly into his ear. 

Hearing a trembling, feathery gasp from Zhongli's lips I smirked. It was always this way with Zhongli. All throughout the week, he would slave away in the Wangsheng Funeral Parlor, working nearly non-stop and coming home late. We would dance around each other like those in some kind of peculiar show. Even if we went out in public, Zhongli would have to keep up his professional front, the proper man that everyone had come to see him as. But come Friday night, when he arrived home from the Funeral Parlor,  he was no longer Zhongli the Wangsheng Funeral Parlor consultant. He was my slave. As the former Geo Archon, Zhongli craved order, discipline, and control. But there were times that he needed, wanted, no had to let go of all of those ties. I was the one able to give that to him.

"Y-yes, absolutely. I will n-never forget what you are, what you give to me, w-what you allow me." he breathed.

"Exactly." I murmured, releasing the chocolate strands and petting my fingers over them. 

Quick, dexterous hands pulled me around a leith body, and I found myself pinned below Zhongli, his body hovering over mine. Gentle fingers lifted and brushed their way down my cheek, before Zhongli slid his hand behind my neck and leaned down to consume me in a breath stealing liplock. As he pulled away just enough for our lips to lightly brush against each other, I lifted my hand to brush unruly pieces of chocolate out of his eyes.

"My beloved, my stars above, more beautiful than Celestia itself. I would give you anything and everything if you asked for it." orange and cinnamon mixed with lilly brush deeply over my senses as Zhongli whispers the words. 

With a light laugh, I roll the two of us over so he is laying below me, our noses bumping lightly together as we finally come to a stop, "You already have and then some, Zhongli. You already have..."

Feeling his hands curling around me one pressing it's way against my back, the other slipping into my hair to cup long fingers against the back of my head, I brush my own fingers along skin that managed to peek it's way out of Zhongli's robe.

"You give me everything when you come home from work with a smile on your face each day. Anything I happen to take interest in when we go to the market, you present to me as a gift. Despite everything that I do you deem "childish", you still put up with it, and sometimes even enjoy it yourself. When you make me tea every night and we sit here to enjoy the sunset together to trade stories, whether it be what happened today, or be it a story of a time long past." I whispered, before dipping down to softly press my lips to his forehead, then tilted my head as I slid a hand under his neck to tip Zhonglis to the side so I could mouth over the strong pulse fluttering under the skin of his throat before continuing, "You give me everything...when you submit to me. When you surrender yourself to my will and demands. When you let me make your body sing with pleasure and allow me to see you broken by lust and desire."

Zhongli shuddered in my arms as a soft whimper left his lips, and I pulled back to see a light blush on his cheeks. Smiling, I cupped my hand over his cheek once more. 

"But....not until the Night of Solace." and impish smirk took over my face as I giggled the words, beginning to pull away from Zhongli so I could start to clean up the tea set.

However, I was yanked back down onto the pillows and pinned beneath a firm body. 

"You, my beloved, are a tease. One day, I can assure you, I will find a way to best you in this game you insist on playing." Zhongli purred as he pressed me firmly against the plush surface below us, and for a second his eyes glowed a brilliant gold that I had never seen before. 

It made my breath catch in my throat as he pinned me below him. My body froze as if I were caught in trap, unable to move and barely able to breathe. He ran his thumb down my jaw to my chin before sliding the pad of it up to my lips drawing it over them gently. He made no move to part them, but as I stared up at him, I noticed his bright gaze fixed on my mouth as his thumb continued to caress over it. Then Zhongli's eyes faded back to the amber color I was used to and he pulled his hand away, standing to gather the tea set, returning inside our home without another word.

I gazed after him bewildered and entranced at the same time. That was a side of Zhongli I had never seen before, he was always gentle and kind with me. Even if I had riled him up during the Night of Solace, his eyes had never been that gold, that molten of a color. And even though something primal in my mind had been terrified when I had seen it, another part of me, the one that Zhongli gave himself to, wanted to see it again. I wanted to know what was running through his mind when he was running his thumb across my lips, what was going on in his head when his eyes blazed as bright as the sun.

Was that the real Zhongli that I just encountered? The real Morax?

#genshin impact #genshin #Zhongli #genshin impact zhongli #morax #genshin impact morax #reader #genshin impact reader #genshin-oneshots #zhongli x reader #morax x reader

[cherry-colored-petals]

“Sealed. ”

Synopsis: Returning to Celestia, the Heavenly Principles was about to face the twins before noticing a familiar figure that was once locked away in a cage of ice and snow...

C.W.: Hurt no comfort, Aether and Lumine are in pain, reader is seen as a traveler like them but can be interpreted as something else (cause we love ambiguous roles), this is also how I interpret how we get to Celestia to face Heavenly Principles w/ all the elements so it's p much vague wwww, also I am not sorry for how short it is and how painful it is if you like the traveler/s :>

Reaching up the last nation, the twins seem to talk amongst themselves on what they need to do. Although Lumine didn't want to push it yet with how things can get horribly wrong, Aether had convinced her that with strength from them, the elements, and with another, they'd be fine.

It was not like they're going to be hindered again and be separated, wouldn't they? Surely not. It's not like they're going to be apart the second time with the archons on their side.

Reaching the land of Celestia, the twins clearly swept the floor when the beings stopped the twins from reaching the same stage where they faced the Heavenly Principles. Some even tried to mimic the people they've met and helped in their journey, while others began to try and help them get through it quicker.

It was only when they reached the very top that the Heavenly Principles revealed herself, stepping out of the rift she had created like before. Both twins raised their weapons, and she merely looked unamused at the sight.

However, she did notice something… Odd.

"… Well, well, well," she began, humming with a smile. "It seems that the one I've sealed has broke free."

She seem focused onto the spirit materializing behind the twins, who seem to look over in shock. The traveler they were with that tagged along seem to phase in and out of their own 'body', but it seems it's actual appearance is now materializing fully and revealing it's shape and appearance.

"… I'm here to set things right, Heavenly Principles," the third spoke, raising their spear and letting the blade face in front of them. "I don't want this timeline to be erased like the others, and you and I know that. So I'd like to settle this."

"Hm… Amusing," the God said with a laugh, clearly knowing that they wouldn't stand a chance. "And how would you do that? Clearly the only option is to simply erase yourself from this world's existence. Are you willing to do that?"

The twins seem to stare at the third, eyes wide. Aether, in particular, went pale. He knew what the God meant, and in some twisted way, he hoped that they wouldn't take it.

But like many others, the third didn't back down to the offer. Even if, to everyone, they will be erased. Permanently.

"Yes. I've already ruined the world enough as is with how I've interfered. I'd like to at least make one major event go smoothly."

The God's eyes gleamed at the sight, and Aether's yells fell on deaf ears.

"Good."

And before anyone could have ever expected, blocks of black and red appeared and formed into shards— multiple of them, flying through and effectively stabbing the third.

Again and again and again.

Up until they began to grow more and more, engulfing their body, and soon broke into pieces.

And so, their memory being recorded of this world faded away too, and the timeline in and of itself broke apart— only being rebuild anew with only the Unknown God remembering…

… And the unfortunate twins who had witnessed the death and erasure of the other for the sake of giving them both a second chance.

© ᴄʜᴇʀʀʏ-ᴄᴏʟᴏʀᴇᴅ-ᴘᴇᴛᴀʟs : 𝟸𝟶𝟸𝟹 ♡ ᴅᴏ ɴᴏᴛ ʀᴇᴘᴏsᴛ ᴏʀ sᴛᴇᴀʟ/ᴘʟᴀɢɪᴀʀɪᴢᴇ ᴍʏ ᴡᴏʀᴋ ♡ ʀᴇʙʟᴏɢs, ᴄᴏᴍᴍᴇɴᴛs, ᴀɴᴅ ᴀsᴋs ᴀʀᴇ ʜɪɢʜʟʏ ᴀᴘᴘʀᴇᴄɪᴀᴛᴇᴅ

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[tenshiscientia]

Waiting for Zhongli to return from the Wangsheng Funeral Parlor was always a treat. To wait for his weary body to walk through the door, a smile spreading across his face just for me. Then watching as he strode across the room, his long legs always eagerly destroying the space between us in his haste, only for him to slide his arms around my waist and bury his face in the crook of my neck once he had reached me. 

"I missed you..." he would murmur softly. 

"Another long day?" the words would slip from my lips naturally, already knowing the answer as my arms always circled soothingly around his chest to press my hands firmly against his back.

Zhongli would only hum as his body always seductively guided mine to rock side to side along with his. It has ever been a quiet moment for us, something that would help Zhongli ground himself once more, remembering that the specific long and stressful day was over. We would both then separate and proceed to cook dinner for the night, dancing around each other playfully, and stealing small tokens of affection as we passed each other in the kitchen. Whether it was a minor brush of the hand across each others shoulder, or a light kiss pressed to one of our cheeks, it was a way for Zhongli to unwind and decompress from his day. Once dinner was complete and eaten, sometimes with one of us feeding the other a bite from the others plate, we would wash the dishes together.

Depending on who was washing that night, there was always the possibility of water being flicked out of the sink to splash on the one drying the dishes. If it happened to be Zhongli drying that night, I would get a raised eyebrow before his hand would fly into the sink and splash water onto me as well. Many a water fight had been started in this manner and we often forgot about finishing the dishes in lieu of chasing each other around our home, one of us trying to pin the other down. Though once all was said and done after these bouts of "childish fun" as Zhongli preferred to call them, he would insist that we quickly finish the dishes so we could change out of our wet clothes. Once dishes were done and put away, we would both link our pinky fingers together and trail through the hallways to our room, separating to put on dry clothes.

Zhongli would always the first one done, calling out that he would be making some tea and inviting me to join him on the balcony. This would always bring a smile to my face. Despite telling Zhongli time and time again he didn't have to treat me like a queen, he would never listen. I would end up sliding my hand over the clothing that Zhongli had gotten me, settling for one of the more expensive kimono robes he had purchased for me. Once I had slipped it on, I would carefully make my way out and to the balcony where a low table with pillows had been set up for this very purpose for the longest time. 

I would kneel then slowly lower myself so I was able to sit comfortably on the fluffy pillow on my designated side of the table. By now, the sun would be starting to set, golden orange spilling its way across the landscape and lighting up the fields with its warm tones. 

"You look so sinfully beautiful sitting there in the sunset." Zhongli's compliment would be different each night, but they would still make me blush each and every time he spoke one to me on those nights. 

He would place the tray of tea between us, kneeling down on his pillow, before lifting each fragile cup and placing it where it belonged. Not long after that, the fragrance of whatever tea Zhongli chose that night would tickle my nose. Then I would hear water pouring its way into the teacup before Zhongli would present it to me, placing it gently next to my hand before his would lightly brush over mine as it pulled away. We would both watch as the sun continued to set passing small comments between us across the table until the sun finally set and the teapot was empty.

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"Was today truly that stressful, Zhongli?" I asked gently, placing my teacup on the table, keeping my eyes on the horizon. 

"Yes, it was. Despite my efforts to finish my paper work, it only piles up higher and higher. It's almost as if it has a life of its own." he sighed, one hand rubbing his temple while his other remained delicately wrapped around his teacup. 

"You do remember that today is Thursday, right?" I questioned softly, sliding my fingertip around the lip of the cup in front of me. 

I heard a slight cough as Zhongli had been taking a sip of his tea when I reminded him of this tidbit of information. 

"O-of course, how could I forget. The day before the Night of Solace. The night I surrender myself to you, body, mind, and soul." he replied once he was able to talk again. 

Zhongli's teacup probably tapped against the wooden table a little harder than he would have liked as he set it down, before I felt his gaze turn to me. 

"Are you ready for tomorrow night?" I inquired, glancing at him out of the corner of my eye, before returning my gaze to the horizon. 

I heard Zhongli take a deep breath, his body shifting as he moved to a more comfortable position as he resumed looking out over Liyue.

"Of course, it is part of the contract that we made together, and far be it from me to break a contract." he murmured, turning his head to look at me, but I was standing from my place on the pillows.

Stalking my way around the table, I sank my hand into the hair on the crown of Zhongli's head and yanked backwards. It sent him reeling, his arms wavering as he was pulled off balance. Leaning down, I stopped right next to his ear before playfully nipping the shell of it.

"You know that's not what I'm talking about...Morax." I whispered softly into his ear. 

Hearing a trembling, feathery gasp from Zhongli's lips I smirked. It was always this way with Zhongli. All throughout the week, he would slave away in the Wangsheng Funeral Parlor, working nearly non-stop and coming home late. We would dance around each other like those in some kind of peculiar show. Even if we went out in public, Zhongli would have to keep up his professional front, the proper man that everyone had come to see him as. But come Friday night, when he arrived home from the Funeral Parlor,  he was no longer Zhongli the Wangsheng Funeral Parlor consultant. He was my slave. As the former Geo Archon, Zhongli craved order, discipline, and control. But there were times that he needed, wanted, no had to let go of all of those ties. I was the one able to give that to him.

"Y-yes, absolutely. I will n-never forget what you are, what you give to me, w-what you allow me." he breathed.

"Exactly." I murmured, releasing the chocolate strands and petting my fingers over them. 

Quick, dexterous hands pulled me around a leith body, and I found myself pinned below Zhongli, his body hovering over mine. Gentle fingers lifted and brushed their way down my cheek, before Zhongli slid his hand behind my neck and leaned down to consume me in a breath stealing liplock. As he pulled away just enough for our lips to lightly brush against each other, I lifted my hand to brush unruly pieces of chocolate out of his eyes.

"My beloved, my stars above, more beautiful than Celestia itself. I would give you anything and everything if you asked for it." orange and cinnamon mixed with lilly brush deeply over my senses as Zhongli whispers the words. 

With a light laugh, I roll the two of us over so he is laying below me, our noses bumping lightly together as we finally come to a stop, "You already have and then some, Zhongli. You already have..."

Feeling his hands curling around me one pressing it's way against my back, the other slipping into my hair to cup long fingers against the back of my head, I brush my own fingers along skin that managed to peek it's way out of Zhongli's robe.

"You give me everything when you come home from work with a smile on your face each day. Anything I happen to take interest in when we go to the market, you present to me as a gift. Despite everything that I do you deem "childish", you still put up with it, and sometimes even enjoy it yourself. When you make me tea every night and we sit here to enjoy the sunset together to trade stories, whether it be what happened today, or be it a story of a time long past." I whispered, before dipping down to softly press my lips to his forehead, then tilted my head as I slid a hand under his neck to tip Zhonglis to the side so I could mouth over the strong pulse fluttering under the skin of his throat before continuing, "You give me everything...when you submit to me. When you surrender yourself to my will and demands. When you let me make your body sing with pleasure and allow me to see you broken by lust and desire."

Zhongli shuddered in my arms as a soft whimper left his lips, and I pulled back to see a light blush on his cheeks. Smiling, I cupped my hand over his cheek once more. 

"But....not until the Night of Solace." and impish smirk took over my face as I giggled the words, beginning to pull away from Zhongli so I could start to clean up the tea set.

However, I was yanked back down onto the pillows and pinned beneath a firm body. 

"You, my beloved, are a tease. One day, I can assure you, I will find a way to best you in this game you insist on playing." Zhongli purred as he pressed me firmly against the plush surface below us, and for a second his eyes glowed a brilliant gold that I had never seen before. 

It made my breath catch in my throat as he pinned me below him. My body froze as if I were caught in trap, unable to move and barely able to breathe. He ran his thumb down my jaw to my chin before sliding the pad of it up to my lips drawing it over them gently. He made no move to part them, but as I stared up at him, I noticed his bright gaze fixed on my mouth as his thumb continued to caress over it. Then Zhongli's eyes faded back to the amber color I was used to and he pulled his hand away, standing to gather the tea set, returning inside our home without another word.

I gazed after him bewildered and entranced at the same time. That was a side of Zhongli I had never seen before, he was always gentle and kind with me. Even if I had riled him up during the Night of Solace, his eyes had never been that gold, that molten of a color. And even though something primal in my mind had been terrified when I had seen it, another part of me, the one that Zhongli gave himself to, wanted to see it again. I wanted to know what was running through his mind when he was running his thumb across my lips, what was going on in his head when his eyes blazed as bright as the sun.

Was that the real Zhongli that I just encountered? The real Morax?

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[centinelno5]

El último día de invierno (pt. 1 de 2)

Xiao x FemReader, 1k words

Tags: modern au, exes to lovers, breakup lol, angst (with a happy ending in pt 2), theyre still very much in love, long distance relationship goes wrong

pt. 2 (?pronto)

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"Pensaba que podríamos ser más fuertes que esto, Xiao."

Ninguno de los dos sabíais cuánto tiempo había pasado desde que había empezado aquella conversación que ninguno de los dos quería tener. Xiao y tú habíais estado saliendo cuatro años, pero la distancia fue el único obstáculo que no pudisteis superar.

            —Pensaba que podríamos ser más fuertes que esto, Xiao.

Tu voz terminó de apagarse al decir su nombre. Ninguno de los dos sabíais cuánto tiempo había pasado desde que había empezado aquella conversación que ninguno de los dos quería tener. En frente de ti, Xiao mantenía la vista fija en la nieve a sus pies. Quizá cualquier otra persona pensaría que no te estaba escuchando, o que todo aquello no podía importarle menos, pero tú advertiste sus manos, cerradas en un puño, y sus labios apretados en una fina línea. Con la mirada clavada en el suelo, sus ojos se movían frenéticos, como si estuvieran buscando una respuesta entre la nieve. A pesar de todo, lo conocías lo suficiente para saber que estaba agitado, que las emociones lo colapsaban y que aquello le dolía lo mismo que a ti. ¿Cómo no ibas a saberlo? Habías pasado tres inviernos queriéndole. Y ese día iba a ser el cuarto. Eso, si no fuera porque nada de eso importaba ya.

            —Lo siento —murmuró finalmente.

            —No es tu culpa.

Las risas de los niños correteando por el parque llenaron el silencio un instante. A unos metros, las parejas empezaban a amontonarse al lado del gigantesco árbol de navidad que llenaba la noche de color.

            —Siento que hayas tenido que hacer todo el viaje hasta aquí para esto. —El corazón se te encogió un poco al decir aquellas palabras. Hasta ahora no estabas siendo consciente de lo que implicaba estar teniendo esa conversación, pero la presión en el pecho te lo recordó, asustándote de que se empezara a sentir real, como queriendo echarlo todo para atrás.

            —No pidas perdón por eso. Era necesario.

Las luces del árbol a las espaldas de Xiao iluminaban su pelo de tonos rojizos. Un copo de nieve aterrizó en su flequillo y te frenaste al notar el impulso de alargar el brazo para quitárselo, exactamente igual que lo hiciste ese mismo día cuatro años atrás, aunque esta vez por razones diferentes.

            —No es que no supiera que esto iba a pasar. Pero si tenía que pasar, al menos… —continuó, y por primera vez en toda la conversación, levantó los ojos y te miró con la sonrisa más amarga que le habías visto nunca— …quería despedirme bien. Y verte una última vez. No me lo habría perdonado nunca de lo contrario.

Sus ojos ligeramente entrecerrados te miraban con cariño, casi como si se estuvieran empezando a despedir de los tuyos, y de todas aquellas partes de ti que ya no verían más. Sentiste un dolor punzante y ardiente en el pecho. Estabais rompiendo. Le querías muchísimo. “Por favor, no te vayas.” “Te quiero.” “No quiero que las cosas acaben as��.” Abriste la boca a la vez que las lágrimas empañaban tus ojos, queriendo liberar atropelladamente todos esos sentimientos, pero no lo hiciste. Porque esas palabras sobraban. Porque Xiao ya lo sabía. Y porque Xiao también se sentía de la misma manera.

Cuando las lágrimas se deslizaron por tu mejilla, ardientes, Xiao abrió mucho los ojos y te miró con preocupación. Le temblaban las manos, dubitativo y agitado, y notó sus propias lágrimas acumulándose en las esquinas de sus ojos. Eras la persona más importante para él, y verte triste le infundía más tristeza de la que él podría llegar a sentir por sí mismo. Antes de que pudiera pensar más, te envolvió en un cálido abrazo. Te estrechó con fuerza, como si fueras a desaparecer en cualquier momento, como si de esa manera pudiera quedarse contigo para siempre. Era la primera vez que le escuchabas sollozar, y notaste tu hombro cálido por sus lágrimas. Escondiste la cara en su cuello y ambos llorasteis en silencio.

Xiao siempre te había tratado bien. Como cualquier pareja, tuvisteis vuestras discusiones, pero no podrías quejarte nunca de la manera en que te trató, y aunque no fuese un chico muy expresivo, nunca te hizo dudar de sus sentimientos. Empezasteis a salir en la universidad y al graduaros, Xiao tuvo que irse al extranjero para empezar el máster. Los dos estabais convencidos de que la distancia no sería un problema, pero vuestras agendas apenas cuadraban y por la diferencia horaria no conseguíais sacar tiempo el uno para el otro. Poco a poco, la vela acabó fundiéndose. Y a pesar de que ahora mismo estabas en sus brazos y él te estrechaba con todas sus fuerzas, nunca os habíais sentido tan lejos. Era como abrazar un muñeco de nieve el último día de invierno. Eso te rompía el corazón.

Cuando os separasteis, Xiao te miró y te secó las últimas lágrimas con el pulgar. Su mano estaba cálida, como siempre. La multitud del parque empezó a gritar la cuenta atrás.

Diez, nueve, ocho. Sentiste urgencia de repente.

            —Quiero que sepas…—empezó Xiao, dejando ir una nube de vaho.

Siete, seis, cinco. Sabías lo que iba a decir, y no querías oírlo.

            —…que te he querido más que a nadie. Y que aunque las cosas tengan que terminar aquí…

Cuatro, tres, dos. Se te hizo un nudo en la garganta. “No quiero oírlo. Porque si lo dices, entonces…”

            —…Siempre te desearé lo mejor. Siento todo esto. Te quiero, (t/n).

“Entonces… te irás.”

Uno. La multitud gritó y el cielo se iluminó de fuegos artificiales. Miles de estímulos apelaban por tu atención, pero tú no podías apartar la mirada del chico ante ti, discreto y sereno. Te quedaste sin aire.

            —Feliz año nuevo.

A pesar del ruido ensordecedor, le oíste murmurar aquellas palabras perfectamente. Te flojearon las piernas por un instante y el pánico se apoderó de ti al ser consciente de que esa era la última vez que le verías, y que esas eran las últimas palabras que te diría, porque también fueron las primeras que te dijo cuando todo empezó: “Te quiero, (t/n). Feliz año nuevo.” Te acarició la cabeza una última vez, se dio media vuelta y empezó a irse. Antes de que pudiera alejarse demasiado, conseguiste desatascar las palabras que se te arremolinaban en la garganta.

            —Yo también te quiero, Xiao. Feliz año nuevo.

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[zhuwang194]

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[hellinistical]

"Your body may not be, but the quintessence your being is made up of, if forever."

Minors dni. May be suggestive. Major spoilers in regards to Genshin Impact Lore. Afab reader, she/her pronouns used. Bodily parts are hardly mentioned. May contain dark content. Yandere themes (slightly). Reblogs are highly appreciated.

Part One

WC: 1.3k

Night was old, with stars scaling down and over its body covering it immensely, save for the occasional areas where there was nothing to adorn. Its hands were big, the valleys dividing the joints in their hands deep, the roots running within deeper. And from those roots, they traveled highs and lows throughout Night, making their way to their heart, plugging themselves into Entirety, feeding her in hopes that the new world would be complete soon.

A new world. The Teyvat of old was but a scheme for the gods above to contemplate the fates of those they could only hope to play with, use as pawns.

This new era would surely be different, with a piece of Night torn aside and formed into this small being, to watch as their eyes, hear as their ears, and feel with their touch- to make sure that they could maintain a balance.

Entirety shuffled, the first breath of life coming out in a soft cough as her eyes opened. Night cradled her, this small part of them, and watched as she stretched the aches of death away. Entirely stood up, legs cold and bare, almost weak, but smiled at Night, who returned it.

“Who am I?”

“You are Entirety. What is your name?”

It wasn’t a statement, but a promise, a fact of a prediction, and a question of what Entirety was.

“I’m not quite sure.. Do I have to know now?”

Night patted her head, the overwhelming size of their thumb barely touching her,

“It would be of great use, I believe. You may change it as many times as you desire, however. You are but a part of me. Though I am not you. I am Night.”

Entirety held onto Night’s thumb, thinking to herself for a moment.

“Then I am Y/n.”

“Very well. Welcome home, Y/n.”

°°°

Khaenri'ah's soil was soft, if not a little damp beneath your feet. There was no sky, but there were lights. Millions and millions of lights. The raked across the roof of the underground cage, illuminating the vast lands that were Khaenri'ah's to claim. A shame that Night was not present. They'd enjoy this view, you think. 

You held your shoulder, rolling your arm clockwise in a stretch, releasing some tension. When you woke up here months ago, you didn't think you'd still be waking up in the elements. 

Not that it mattered. Night would take care of it when they came back. 

For now though, it was time to do some collecting. 

The vegetation of Khaenri'ah was wide and plentiful, the plants from above having seemed to have adapted to the environment here, with their roots having grown in width, and their leaves smaller. There was no need for large leaves in a place where there was no sun to feed them. 

Still though, despite the lack of natural light, the nation still kept up with the seasons. You wiped your brow; the humid air of spring must be upon Khaenri’ah. 

Heading towards the First Gate, you made your way to the city of Magnus, you noted how the nation had a bit of an ego- everywhere you went, there was some note of superiority- be it the name of the place, the architecture, or even the mechanisms that the people had come up with. This was a godless land, and that was something to take pride in. 

Someone bumped into you- a woman- dropping their belongings. Little gears, screws, and tools scattered across the street. 

She made eye contact with you, the slit diamond pupils of the Khaenri'ans notable, and something in her demeanor changed. Her expression soured, but you paid it no mind. You knelt along with her, but she refused your help.

“Apologies- this is not yours to touch- just,” She took a deep breath- “Just let me handle that, really; there’s no need.”

Her hands were cool, taking the gears you had collected before stuffing them into her pockets, walking away fast.

"I'm sorry about that," 

You turned around- a woman with a bright red hat stood before you, a small smile on her face. She was tall and lean with long ears, cheeks sunken in, as if she had not eaten a good meal for a long time. Her hands cupped her swollen stomach. 

Her eyes crinkled as she smiled, and she reached for your hand,  "Alice, my dear. And who might you be?" 

You opened your mouth, wincing as you felt your lips crack; it had been a while since you had spoken to someone. Licking your lips, you returned the greeting, shaking her hand.

You answer, wincing even more as you hear your voice crack, but Alice didn't seem to notice. "Y/n." 

"It's great to meet you my dear. Walk with me?" 

Alice didn't wait for a response, linking her arm with yours and setting the pace to an almost slow walk. Her red hat had a black lace lining, and it bounced with each step the two of you took. 

"Life is an amazing journey, don't you think, Y/n? It can take you from the top of the clouds to beneath the flowers," she let out a small chuckle, "Sometimes it even takes you to people you never thought you'd have the chance to meet- like little Klee here." 

"Klee?"

"Mhm, my little one in here." Alice takes your hand, stopping your walk, and places it on her stomach. You wait for a moment, seeing the little kick before you feel it, taking your hand back. 

Alice lets out another chuckle, shaking her head. 

"Quite an odd one you are. Shall I interest you in a meal? This is Magnum, after all. It'd be a waste." 

Again, she did not wait for your response, instead snapping her fingers and pushing you to the side. Before you could ask, she put up a hand, a finger going down for each of the 3 seconds you waited before hearing a whistle in the air. Peering closer, you marveled; a broom was coming in close, closer, and came to a stop just in front of you, kicking up dust. Alice seemed unbothered, instead opting to scold the broom for its late arrival and the mess it made. 

A bell chimed once, twice, three times, announcing that midnight had come. With that, that light that clung to the earth above them shifted colors, the amber glow turning a deep indigo. Some flashed yellows and whites, as if to replicate the Night sky. 

Shops began to close up, their doors and windows being protected by cages they unrolled. As your eyes swept over the area, you paused. It was the lady from before- except this time, there was a boy with her. The lady must have felt your gave, as she turned, making eye contact. Again, she rushed down a corner, dragging the boy with her.

Alice soon stopped her rambling, following your line of vision before raising a brow and looking back to you, snapping her fingers and with it, grabbing your attention.

"Y/n, it's best not to get involved with people who can't give you the time of day," 

"I suppose you're right Miss Alice," 

"Good, now come along. I don't think you have a place to stay so for the time being, you'll be staying with me." 

You put your hands up in defiance; it was far too soon for that kind of decision. You had only just met Alice! 

Still…

You think back to the moist grounds you had been living on since you had arrived. 

Since Night had left you here. 

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[vvanisshedd]

stop making fanfics about characters raping and sexually assaulting y/n, you are fucking disgusting people who romanticize a serious crime that happens every day to children and women

"but that's just reading dark romance" that's not a dark romance, that's just the stuff of a horrible fetish, IF YOU HAVE A RAPE FETISH, GO SEEK FOR FUCKING PSYCHIATRIST HELP!!!!!!!!!!

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[boundinparchment]

Dream a Little Dream of Me - IV

Celestia has a cruel sense of humor. He's always known this, ever since his days as a student. But a soulmate? Really? Dottore/Female Reader Soulmate AU. Expect lore speculation, interpretations, etc. Available on AO3 as well. A/N: Thank you all so, so much for your kudos, comments, and most importantly, your patience. I'm working on an outline and while I have the next few chapters paced out, and the general direction and plot beats, I'm missing a middle except for vague ideas. This fic's length is now questionable; I say 15 chapters but who knows at this point! For the second scene, I highly recommend listening to Apocalyptica's 'Fields of Verdun', which was my main source of inspiration.

The concert hall was filled, as Dottore expected it to be.  Despite this performance being arranged between the Akademiya and Court of Fontaine as a sign of diplomatic goodwill, it was open to the student body, many of whom were in need of a break.  

He couldn’t relate.  His time here was spent with every waking moment being used to its fullest (and making more hours when others went to sleep).  A thing like this was a waste of time.

It still was.  If not for you, he wouldn’t have even bothered to attend himself.

He should be sitting with the Sages.  That was how these things went, after all.  Guests were given as much privilege and honor as the leaders.  Standing at the back meant easy access to the exit.  Dottore could depart and send the clone in his place to whatever afterparty the Sages had arranged for those involved in discussions and no one would be the wiser.

Which meant he was free to keep his eyes on you.

Soulmates were bonds for life.  He’d lived long enough to be without one.  When he was a student, he wondered why he had fitful nights of darkness while others received lucid dreams not driven by meditation and incense, but the stars above, moments with a yet unseen friend or partner.  

Your arrival was a punch to the gut.  Why then?  Why you ?

He would outlive you.  There was little point in this.  He would shoulder the stupidity of Celestia and at least put a Vision to good use.

But people were nothing but disappointments.

He had no use for you .

Except for a long-standing curiosity on what would happen if…

The music swelled and Dottore’s thoughts faded as he gazed out at the crowd, the inside of his mask connected to his Akasha terminal.  He saw names and data laid over the world around him, analyses running in the background, and a tiny terminal to access his segment through a secure immediate connection.

He recalled the way your fingers felt in the dream, calloused fingers in a different pattern on each hand, the tiny bump from holding a pen too often.  Thicker stringers, a Fontaine instrument…

His gaze looked out across the large strings section until the terminal caught a glimpse of your face, a dead-match for the file he pulled up earlier that day.

His pulse fluttered at the way your eyes closed and head tilted, trusting your mind and fingers to remember the notes and follow the flow of music.  You blended into the rest of the orchestra and yet if he listened hard enough, he could pick your playing out with ease; skilled, passionate, but without a need for the dramatic.  Talent, tempered by a willingness and consideration for the bigger picture.  How pragmatic.

Dottore’s Akasha caught sight of your gaze when the audience applauded and you dared to look up, rather than out. He frowned, his mouth going dry at the way your eyes caught the stage lights.   

Were you searching for someone?

Him?

He had sent his segment out earlier as a test run, in the event he would have to be present for the Sage’s inane ramblings about their dissatisfaction with the current Archon and what they could do about it.  Dottore recalled a moment, not unlike this one, on Treasures Street, captured in the segment’s knowledge capsule.  

Perhaps you, too, were on the lookout and were piecing elements together.

___________________

He was surprised to find that, instead of heading out with everyone else, you came back to the empty performance hall.

You ran off to a quiet food stall and then ate on the way back, as if afraid to waste too much time.  You didn’t let yourself get distracted, your free hand tapping out a rhythm that only made sense to you.

Dottore found his way through the darkened halls.  Originally, he considered his previous location but thought better of it.  He wanted a closer look at you.  Not just through his Akasha’s ability to hone in on detail.  Some specimens should be observed, after all; analysis and inspection could, and would, come later.

He settled for a box seat, angled with a view of the stage but out of your line of sight.  He had a brilliant view over your shoulder and your intentions for returning to the stage became quite clear as soon as you pulled out a pencil and a few stray pages of sheet music.

Ah.

So, you abandoned dinner plans for a moment of peace with your own creations.  Committed to your craft, then.  He respected that well enough.  One point to you.

Not that it mattered for much longer.

He listened to you play what was already in place, the tempo slow to start, warm and heavy notes.  It gave way to higher notes, a little quicker, and then from there, well…

A mess, really.  The tempo picked up immediately and he realized that must have been what you were tapping against your leg the whole way back.  Strings screeched.  Sometimes you stopped and started again.  Slowed down just enough to mutter the notes to yourself.  The bow would dangle loosely in one hand as you maneuvered around the large instrument to scribble, erase, and scribble again.

If he wanted something this boring, he would have gone to the Sages’ dinner party.

What a waste this was.

His soulmate, nothing more than someone who lived by the rules of emotion.  He didn’t need to watch you compose to know that.  His memories and dreams were filled with the way you spoke of the world around you, somehow still bright-eyed about the world despite knowing the mess of your shared home nation.  Fontaine was a place for dreamers, if you could ever rise above the smoke and smog, but they did not tolerate those who dared defy their status quo or Archon.

Playing in the nation’s orchestra was, no doubt, an honor, but it didn’t have room for someone with their own plans and ambitions.

Ambitions…surely…

Before his thought could continue, you picked up your bow and began again, steadier and more confident this time.  You played through past the previous stumbling blocks, tapping your foot to keep the rhythm, and he could hear that there might be more of a rock and roll flair, or that there could be with a different beat.  It did not feel classical in origin, even if the theory behind it was.  Every note was a keen blade that found its target, his chest aching ever so slightly in response to the breakdown, slow and somber.  It reminded him of the sounds that came from Ruin Guards too damaged beyond repair or when their core was pulled from its socket…

How dare you.

He refined himself to be better than this.  Than to feel this again.

Dottore gripped the edge of the box’s balcony, no longer caring if you noticed him at this point.  The leather of his gloves squeaked and he was certain his knuckles were bone-white beneath the fabric.

His Omega segment was handling his other duties without issue, he noted.  A genius move, in the end, to do this himself.  He was in no state to handle malfunctions or other petty details now that he was here.  He wanted to kill you as much as he wanted to hear the rest of the composition, intrigued by the notion you’d managed to elicit something from him.  Dottore found himself wanting nothing more than to feel exactly what you were capable of with nothing but your own mind and the right instrument.

And that was precisely why this, the fated bond between you, needed to end.

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[prttykittes]

STEPCEST! With genshin men!

cw. stepcest, fingering, gn reader, oral sex, almost caught, biting, stand-up sex, stepbro/step!sibling reader, stepparent/step!child, weed, touching, dubcon, kissing, lesbians(eimiko mentioned), reader’s mom is yae miko in scaramouche’s section, ass grabbing, spanking, Dom!reader in Kabukimono section, shoe humping, mention of breeding in Zhongli's section, bong, grammar mistakes(?)

notes: Hehehe, some stepcest since it won the post :33 also I hope u enjoy this, I had fun and this probably had grammar mistakes so sorry about that ;3

SCARAMOUCHE

You let out a gasp as you felt him bend you over, you let out another gasp when you feel his hand rub your ass. He laughs into your ear, you whimper as your sight goes hazier, you can see your stepmother as she walks by. You rest your head on the counter, you cover your mouth with your hand as you hope that she doesn't hear you whimpering. he grabs your chin, you close your eyes and makes you face him. He presses his lips against your soft pretty ones, his hand goes down to your crotch. He rubs your clothed sex, he slips his tongue into your mouth, twirling your tongues together. His hand pulls down your pants until it reveals your underwear, you gasp when his finger touches your hole. You try to push him away as you hear footsteps, he chuckles as he grabs your ass. She stops as she calls out to your mom, she then turns around and walks away. “let's have a quick fuck, M’kay?” He pushes you into the counter, pulling down your underwear and he spanks your ass before he rubs his dick at your hole. He could use his pre-cum as a lube and yours, he collects your pre-cum as he rubs it onto his cock. He spreads your hole open as he enters you, he roughly thrusts into you, he wraps his arms around your waist as he lifts you up. You're standing on your tiptoes as he rams into you, your eyes roll back as he goes fast. Making clapping sounds, your tongue rolls out, you grip onto his arms. You clench around him, his dick twitches in you, you bite your lower lip. You moan when you feel his cum filling your hole up, painting your walls white.

ZHONGLI

You let out a muffled moan, tears swallow up, he smiles when he sees your teary face. His hands run in your hair, slightly gripping on it. He coos at you, praising you on how you're a good cock sucker just for him, he loves how you suck him off much more than your parent that's for sure. He loves how you moan on his dick, knowing that he is the only one who can do this to you and he will make sure that he is the only one. He grips a patch of your hair, he moves your head up and down, you moan when you can taste his pre-cum, it tastes so good you can't help but envy your parent. I mean not any more since you're sucking him off now, you stroke the rest of his dick, you can feel veins on it. You can feel his veins on your tongue as well, you moan at how big it is, you go lower onto his dick. Your nose touches his skin and your hands rub at his wrist. He lets out a small chuckle, you're so needy for his big cock. You reach down to your sex, he shakes his head and grabs your wrists. He lifts you up and places your sex on his shoe, you look up at him. He smirks and wipes your tears away, you grip on his thigh as you begin humping, you let out more moans, humping his shoe more. You feel your sex get wet and more wet, you knew this was wrong to be sucling your stepdad's dick but gosh,.. was it big and you wanted to stick in your hole and make him breed your hole. Abuse your hole, remaking your hole to his dick shape! not gonna lie, you want him to fuck you infront of your parent, but you know that he probably will end up in jail for incestuous actions or something in that area, you gag when he presses your head down, he moves his foot, your eyes roll back and you go limp, your body leaning against him. You feel your climax, and your eyes widen, your mouth feels full and you swallow his seed. He smiles at you, telling you how good you did. He kisses your forehead before he lifts you up and makes you sit down on his lap. He touches your inner thighs, you smile and hope that he finally decides to enter your hole.

KAZUHA

You whine, feeling his hand touch your sex. Your eyes hurt and you galore at him. You can see his red eyes, hear his heavily breathing. He whispers in your ear. “Hold the lighter for me, my sweet darling~” He coos at you, you nod your head and hold the lighter. He grabs the bong and inhales it, you smile when he kisses your neck. He grabs your hip and ,over you slowly onto his leg, you whimper when you feel a spot. He kisses your neck and sukxs on it, you can feel him nibbling on your neck which then turns into a bite. You bite your lip as you feel his teeth sinking into your skin. You whine as he sukcs on the bite mark, he pushes you more down onto his leg. He smiles, his head tilting as he lays back on your bed. You whine, your head hurts slightly. Your eyes hurt and you know it's red, he presses the bong up to your lips, he smiles when he sees your pretty lips against it. It's like a kiss, both of your lips on the bong. He rubs your hip and then your legs. He kisses your back, you cough and he laughs. You can hear knocking which makes you jump, you let out a muffled moan when his finger presses hard against your hole. He pulls down his pants as he kicks it off, his mom knocks on the door. You whimper when he presses you against his tent, you whine when you feel his dick poking at your clothed hole. He talks to his mother while he pulls down your underwear, taking it off as he fingers your hole. You softly moan, you close your eyes as he pulls down his underwear, he grabs a hold of his dick and presses it into your hole. You let out a gasp as you feel his dick enter you. He continues to move you, making you go up and down on it. You let out a loud moan and his mom questions the noise, he says that you hurt your knee and in which you say that you did. She leaves and he continues to fuck your hole, while he does bong.

KABUKIMONO

He whines, whimpering at your touch. His pretty dick twitches as it leaks his sweet pre-cum. Your beloved stepson trembling under you, you smile as you sit on his legs. You adore how his dick twitches when your hand comes near, you coo at his dick. Giving a quick kiss to it, you smile when he reaches out to you, his pretty eyes as tears go down. He begs you to touch it, stroke his leaking cock or suck on it or bounce on it. He wants you to touch it with your hand or your hole so badly! His tears streaming down his face, oh how badly he wants you. His needy cock twitches once you hover yourself over it, you lick your lips as you go down on it, your hole twitching and clenching on air. You kiss his lips, your tongue slips into his mouth, your saliva enters his mouth as he moans at your taste. Your hole clenched around his pretty dick, he cums once you enter him. You snicker as you feel his seed filling you up, you laugh and kiss his face when you see him crying more! You lick up his tears and you bounce on his dick, you can see a white ring forming, you smile as you see his seed fo onto his stomach. You kiss his neck as you suck and give him hickies, you touch his chest while you scratch your nails against his chest. You smile and kiss his cheek, adoring the way he smiles weakly, he blushes and you clench hard around him, you feel yourself about to climax. You push yourself, he lets out loud lewd moans, his eyes roll backed. Argh! He's so cute and so pretty, you feel your sex twitch as you throw your head back and moan. He also moans as he cums once again, filling you up again. You smile and lift yourself up, his white sticky liquid spills out, you want to go again and make him cum over and over!

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[dragon-ascent]

Imagine teasing Zhongli in his tiny dragon form...and it backfires.

"My daaaarling!" You smooch the bajeezums out of your husband, who is currently small, fluffy, and chonky for your cuddling convenience. "My precious sweetie pie!"

Tiny dragon Zhongli purrs in delight and licks your cheek, eyes blissfully closed as he enjoys the attention he's receiving. His little paws cling to your top as his chunky tail wags like crazy. On leisurely days like these, he adores lounging around like this with you. "Ah, there's not a single being softer, warmer, or cuter than you," you tell Zhongli, booping his little nose, and he gives you a mrrrrp! of agreement, wiggling.

Eventually, through all the cuddles and compliments you give him, a mischievous grin spreads across your face. You bring him closer to your face.

"Since you're smaller than me...shall I eat you?"

You laugh in delight as your fluffy little husband wriggles in dismay, but you're not letting go - you playfully chomp the air around him while he lets out soft whines, pawing and grrring in futility at you.

You can't help it; he's so much fun to tease! "So cute! I'm gonna eat you! Raaaah!"

He then decides he's had enough and morphs back into the human-form Zhongli you are most accustomed to.

"Oh! Hello my love!" You make to cuddle your now-grown man of a husband, but Zhongli adjusts his position over you so that he's practically straddling you now, his hands splayed on either side of your head. "Zh-Zhongli..?"

"Hm." He brings his thumb to caress your cheek. "I am that amusing when small, is it?"

"Well..." You squirm in embarrassment, and gasp when Zhongli nuzzles his face into the crook of your neck, reveling in your scent. He then begins to make use of his teeth and tongue, making you shiver and whimper after his hot breath lingers.

"So cute." He softly bites your shoulder, a preamble for what was to come. His golden eyes gleam bright as the ghost of a teasing smirk plays on his lips.

"Since you're smaller than me...shall I eat you?"

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