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#gepard x gn reader
alhaithamtit · 3 months
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cw: premature ejaculation, sextoys, dom!gn!reader
IMAGINE
fucking a virgin guy with a fleshlight. watching him sob and writhe underneath you as the tightness of the toy makes him cum in three pathetic thrusts. don't stop. use it on him until all that comes out of him are pathetic whimpers and moans. watch as he falls apart, his balls empty and orgasms dry.
gepard landau, dr. ratio, leviathan (obey me!), alhaitham, diluc ragnvindr, neuvillette
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arkhammaid · 11 months
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— ˚₊‧⁺˖ NAPPING WITH THEM.
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fandom. honkai star rail
pairings. blade, dan heng, gepard, jing yuan, welt x gn!reader
content warnings. sfw, sleeping/napping with them, sharing one bed, written in lowercase, not edited/proofread
word count. 0.8k
notes. i literally word-vomited this after my first final exam, please don't expect too much ;-;
— ˚₊‧⁺˖ blade. 
blade isn’t a napper, too busy with his work and often too energized to even sleep properly at night. but when he does, it’s only because you ask him to join you. and even then, when you fall asleep in minutes, he lays wide awake while you sleep peacefully in his arms. he doesn’t even bother with trying to sleep, simply closing his eyes, and enjoying the peace he has when he’s with you.
it has only happened a few times, where he fell asleep, and you had to wake him. he doesn’t like the feeling, not quite asleep but also not quite awake. it dulls his senses, something he hates, yet he doesn’t complain. blade could never complain or refuse to join you during your naps, not when you snuggle up to him with a small smile, happy to be close to him.
— ˚₊‧⁺˖ dan heng. 
dan heng is a chronic napper. With his irregular sleep schedule, he has to catch up on sleep, or else he can’t properly function. so, it’s no surprise that he can fall asleep the moment his head hits the pillow, curling together while the astral express continues to drift across the stars. sometimes he drags you with him, seeing those dreary, dark circles under your eyes and decides that both of you need some rest.
even when he’s with you, he curls together, this time around you, as if he’s a dragon hoarding his treasure. it keeps you warm and assures him you’re safe, bodies hidden behind that flimsy blanket of his. not that it’s needed, when his room is properly heated and he himself always runs warmer than most... and then you sleep, duration varying, depending on the amount of sleep you try to catch up on or if one of you is needed. but it already happened that the two of you slept a whole afternoon away and when you woke up, you just stayed in bed, simply because bedtime was in a few hours anyways.
— ˚₊‧⁺˖ gepard.
despite being busy with being a captain of the silvermane guards, gepard often takes naps. not those long afternoon naps, where he sleeps for hours, oh no— the longest time he ever napped were 45 minutes on the dot, always waking up the moment his alarm rings. you on the other hand enjoy longer naps and always grumble when he leaves the warm bed.
but it’s enough for you, when you fall asleep with him, sharing warmth beneath the thick blanket. his soft snores are a lullaby to you and help to calm your mind, drifting off to a well-deserved sleep. and when he tangles your hold from him to go back to work, he always kisses your cheek to soothe your complains. he would return into your waiting arms, he always does.
— ˚₊‧⁺˖ jing yuan.
taking an afternoon nap with the general is rare. but when it happens, you don’t nap alone. the purrs of his giant white pet lion and chirps of his little songbirds lull you into sleep. snuggled close to jing yuan, your head is on his chest, while his arms are wrapped around you. napping with him is a cherished comfort, the tender closeness making you blush, but you don’t deny your enjoyment of it. you know he enjoys it too, always falling asleep with a soft smile on his lips.
and when you wake up, hair tousled and eyes bleary, you can’t believe that this man is yours. yours to love, to hold and cherish. he looks pretty like this, guards down and body pliant, undeniably pretty. moments like this are rare, even rarer than these naps together, so you hold them close to your heart, making them a treasured memory.
— ˚₊‧⁺˖ welt. 
welt frequently naps. often for one or two hours, to catch up on the sleep he lacks. you never join him to fall asleep with him, since he never tells you that he wishes to nap. but you know he likes to wake up with you in his bed, snuggled close together and quietly snoring your exhaustion away. sometimes you miss his naps, often busy with your own work, but often you join him, slip beneath the covers and warm your cold limbs up.
and when he wakes, he never leaves the bed immediately. instead, he watches your relaxed face, listens to the soft breathes leaving you, letting himself drift and simply enjoy the moment. sometimes he falls asleep again, sometimes he does not. it doesn’t matter to him, not when he can enjoy waking up next to you.
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maplleaf · 11 months
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a/n: I can't reply bc this is a side blog. tumblr L 👎also srry for being late been busy with irl things ajeihdjd.
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GEPARD LANDAU
Meeting new people and creating bonds is like second nature for the crew of the Astral Express. As a part of that family, it's hereby natural for you to do the same. Friends, or even enemies, are common to make; lovers are rare though. When Himeko suggested the youngsters of the Express should go out and bond, she didn't think it'll end up in romance.
Neither you and Gepard fell at first sight, it was closer to falling at first fight, or second to be even more specific. You definitely caught his eye when taking a small tour of Belobog. March 7th is the walking ball of energy; Dan Heng is smart and composed, the grey-haired trailblazer is... trash loving; and to him, you were like the older sibling who keeps everyone in check.
In addition, you seemed interested in his explanation of Belobog's history, the sentence being supported by your volunteer work for Belobog's museum a couple weeks after.
The next time you two met, you threw hands with him. He fought and believed in Cocolia's words, even fought against his sister for it. Yet in the end, he was knocked some sense into and was defeated.
When he saw you fight, something seemed to click like a lightswitch in him. Even if he was blocking you to your goals, you didn't want to hurt him. It end up hurting like hell, yeah, but it didn't leave any marks or cause even worse injuries.
He could see that you held back, and something about that weighed in maybe he was in the wrong. How could someone as gentle as this, be inclined to destroy the last city that exist?
After that, it was like a snowball falling from the top of a mountain until he's hit with the realization that yes; Gepard Laundau is falling for you. The Express didn't leave for awhile, and he finds himself struggling to leave your side in that time. It took some time, but he was eventually invited aboard the Astral Express.
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"Pretty, isn't it?"
Gepard smiled in agreement at your words. He gazed into the planet he's been living on, or commonly called Jarilo-IV. Even with the eternal winter decimating the land, it was still a magnificent view.
"Since the root of the eternal winter is solved, Belobog's temperature should be rising," you tried to comfort him, afraid he may be disappointed in the view.
Gepard's blue eyes laid on you. If he were to tell himself from the past that he would fall in love with an alien who helped solve the eternal winter's crisis, his past self wouldn't even believe it for a second.
"...the view is the planet y'know, not me," you teased him, letting out a few light laughter. Gepard's face flushed as he was caught staring, "sorry. You just looked very pretty," he blurted out, now making both of your faces red.
After bracing yourself not to stutter, you broke the silence. "...In any case, even if the Express leave we can still talk to eachother," you told the blonde whilst showing your smartphone. Belobog's phones aren't as advanced as the ones sold by the IPC, but it can still connect and chat with the messenger app of the newer designs. "Here, I'll give you my number."
Gepard gave you his device gladly, with red still dusting over his cheeks.
... away from both of your sight, a wild March 7th watches, taking a picture of you two with her camera. "Stalker Marxh 7th strikes again," the grey haired trailblazer told her and lightheartedly rolling their eyes.
"C'mon, it's cute!" she exclaimed, taking another picture.
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The whole crew watched as Gepard chased after your affection similar to a puppy; a comparison Himeko had made. As long as you're happy, the Express Family is happy. By looking at your reactions to his attempts at courting, it seems you were interested in him as well.
"Young love, adorable isn't it, Welt?" Himeko said whilst drinking her cup of coffee. You just left for Belobog to see the blonde captain once more.
Welt nodded to Himeko as he sat on the couch beside her, his eyes focused on the IPC's news broadcasted on their site. "They should make it official quick, we're leaving for another planet in a few more days," he advised, receiving a chuckle from Himeko.
"Has time really passed that quickly?" the redhead smiled.
When the Express visited the Xianzhou Luofu after receiving a tip from Kafka, for some of them it was their first time; Not you though. Whilst you weren't born in the Xianzhou Luofu, you visited the large ship a couple times before.
That day, the Express Family groupchat is blessed with the picture sent by you. Your hands intertwined with Gepard's. The group chat, mainly March 7th, exploded.
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In your first visit, you were fortunate enough to meet the dozing general. At the time, you didn't even know he was the general of the cloud knights. For you, he was the attractive man who somehow has birds in his hair.
By that, you meant literally. First time you saw him, you saw a bird crawl into his hair like a nest and you blurt out in front of him; "Are you a bird collector?"
Jing Yuan saw you with a surprised yet pleased smile, after hundreds of years of living; he had never been greeted like that before. "It likes to stay there," Jing Yuan chuckled, curious about your behaviour.
"Are you perhaps a visitor?"
You nodded as a response to him. "My friend was supposed to show me around, but I sorta got lost," you laughed sheepishly. "But fuck it! An adventure is an adventure."
Frankly, your carefree nature felt like fresh air compared to the stiff nature that he's always sorrounded by due to his work. To talk freely with someone who doesn't care about status, when your conversation was over; he simply thought it was a pleasant time.
You exchanged numbers right after, and he never saw you again. At least, in person.
When Jing Yuan isn't busy with work or resting, he wouldn't mind having an interesting conversation with you in his pass time. Over time, he starts to develop a small interest in you beyond friendship. What's fascinating is that you never found out what his title is; something that could be a miracle, or your lack of knowledge of the Xianzhou Luofu.... either way, he doesn't mind it.
While you two doesn't talk everyday, he gets a general idea of how you're doing, and your adventures as a Nameless. He doesn't have any strong opinions regarding the Astral Express and its passengers, but the stories that you told brought a smile to his face each time he reads it.
So when he heard about the Express' sudden visit to Xianzhou Luofu, the smile he usually has increased tenfold. The face he saw you had when his hologram appeared was absolutely priceless!
He sees you trying to balance professionalism in front of Yukong whilst clearly wanting to speak freely to him. Your face clearly holding yourself from being angry at the general but still wanting to be polite in front of Yukong.
"General?"
You crossed your arm followed by an exasperated sigh. "I should've guessed it... your outfit screams 'i am a military person'..." Jing Yuan laughed at your reaction.
"You never asked if I'm a general or not," he retorted, causing you to swing your hand through his hologram.
"How was i supposed to know?!"
Your reaction brought a smile to his face, an expression that your companions at the Express (and Yukong) noted. Welt watched as his fellow passenger of the Astral Express talked with the highly esteemed general like an old friend. He glanced to the person beside him before sighing;
"March, put your camera down."
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The starskiff haven stopped at the dock as Jing Yuan emerged from the transportation. The crisis that the Xianzhou Luofu experienced is finally over as life continued on as usual. For Jing Yuan, he's forced to go through much more paperwork than before, but as long as the Xianzhou Luofu is safe, he can make a few sacrifices.
As walked to the central area, he spots a familiar figure looking over to the clouds. The laziness tiredness that's caused by his recent workload seems to dissappear as he approached the person.
"A spectacular view, isn't it?" Jing Yuan chuckled, talking loud enough for you to hear. Your gaze didn't move from the clouds, as his voice is far too recognizable.
"It is... I might come here again if I can get a vacation day from Trailblazing," you could feel Jing Yuan walking closer to you. Your eyes finally moved to him, "let me guess, your 'secret' job gave you mountains of work to do."
Jing Yuan lets out a few light laughs, leaning against the railing as well. "If you know about it, then it's not a secret anymore," he answered. "But yes, they did."
You sighed, stretching your back before leaning forward to view the majestic view once more. "Too bad~ I guess we can't talk to eachother as often anymore, then."
The white haired general took it as a challenge, raising his eyebrow with a smirk. "How are you so confident? I may end up disturbing you at every hour of the day to prove it wrong."
You faked yourself shuddering at the thought, "no thanks... I'd rather join the anti-matter legion if that's the case."
A curiosity then begin to pollute your mind, begging for an answer. "Why did you hide it from me, the general thing?"
Jing Yuan had to thought of an answer before properly saying it. He didn't want misunderstandings after all. "The people I meet will always be unique and different due to this job, and yet their attitude towards me would be similair; with the exception of a few."
"...you were simply different, a breath of fresh air." He chuckled, "My name is well-known around the Xianzhou Luofu and even beyond; to meet and be close with someone who would strive away from the formalities that I've grown accustomed to, I didn't want it to change."
"All living beings with basic thoughts would change their behavior after knowing something new about someone, if you knew about my occupation and title; I feared there might be a change in behavior," he confessed, knowing you won't react negatively. Jing Yuan felt safe enough to confide in you with his occasional day-to-day life frustrations; this seems like the same to him.
You listened closely to his words, feeling your heart ache in glee. Even if he weren't a general, you would feel the same appreciation for him for opening up to you.
"And do I have any changed behaviors now?" you asked, raising an eyebrow wanting to tease him.
Jing Yuan chuckled, "perhaps... you've became slightly more bold," he teased, receiving a smack to his back from you for payback.
The reaction caused you two to laugh. A comforting silence overcame the general and the Nameless. Quietness began to fill your ears.
Your hand slowly went to Jing Yuan's, trailing until your hand is on top of his. Despite you taking the first initiatives, he was the one who interlocked your fingers first; you following not long after.
Words doesn't need to be spoken, as silence seems so be stronger than any words could've been.
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"I meant it! Dan Heng, you've lived here before right. It's clear there's some kind of spark in the general's expression!"
"And I've never seen them interact before, I don't have any references to make an assumption."
As the two bickered, the grey haired trailblazer held up the foto Tingyun gave them. "It's on a discount~ since you're a friend of the two," she winked, giving them a QR code for the payment.
The picture is of Jing Yuan holding hands with a fellow Nameless and Astral Express crew. Both of them looking at the clouds of the Xianzhou Luofu. It didn't show their faces, only their backs; and yet from where the photo was taken; it's clear as day that they're holding hands.
Tha Trailblazer sighed, "...this feels exploitative," they sighed but still scanning the QR code, paying for the single picture.
"It's fine, since you're a friend it wouldn't be a problem" Tingyun reassured the trailblazer, seeing the payment confirmation on her device. "Thank you for purchasing, loyal customer!"
March 7th heard Tingyun talking to the Trailblazer, her focus drifted towards them. She gave a hand gesture beckoning them to come closer to her, "did you buy Jing Yuan photos? He would probably be fine if you started taking pictures for free after we saved the Luofu!"
"Techniqally...yes?" The Trailblazer answered, showing their two friends the picture. Dan Heng raised his eyebrow, rarely being physically surprised, whilst March 7th excitedly took a picture of the picture.
"No way?! Is this real?" March 7th exclaimed, tapping on the Trailblazer's shoulder excitedly, "quick quick, text (y/n) about it."
Hearing that, the Trailblazer opened up their chat with the person in question. They sent the picture with the question; "whats this??"
You seemed to reply in an instant, ":)"
March 7th looked over to the Trailblazer's shoulder, "let me see..." she's caught dumbfounded at the weird and cryptic answer. "Hey, what's this kind of answer?! Send another one."
The Trailblazer nodded at her request, sending the most clear cut, gramatically correct, tear-bringing sentence;
"Answer plz."
They got left on read.
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✧ — you're back.
for gepard, being the silvermane guards captain meant he was often away on the front line, fighting for the safety of belobog. for you, it meant praying for him to come back alive once again. luckily, your prayers are always listened.
cw / tw : gepard x reader. mentions of injuries. reader is smaller than gepard. just fluff and cuddles ♡.
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with the last wave of fragmentum monsters gone, gepard could finally put down his shield. he couldn't completely relax, as he had to check on his subordinates to confirm they were, at least, still alive, hopefully not having to report any tragic news to some family waiting for their loved ones to come back from the front line.
even if thanks to the astral express the whole stellaron crisis was avoided, it bringing the fragmentum distortion to a halt, monsters were still spawning every once and then, forcing the silverman guards back in action in the restricted zones.
stopping after his fourth check, the captain took out his phone, unlocking the screen searching for your chat. almost a week had passed since he last saw you, five days of almost uninterrupted fighting and leading the action. even when he had the actual time in which he could have sent you a text message, he felt too tired to do so, falling asleep in a tent, bracing the stiff and unforgiving cold weather.
now that the monsters have ceased to come forth, gepard knew he could finally go back to belobog, to his family, to his friends, but especially to you, the love of his life.
"we're done here. i'll be back soon."
"thanks to qlipoth!" "are you okay? any injuries??"
"minor ones and some bruises. don't worry too much."
"mhh" "still, please be careful :("
a smile crept on the captain's busted lips, but the annoying pain came back. still, he could ignore it, the warmth seeping from your texts enough to push him through, even if he felt like collapsing in a long, deep slumber right then and there.
the clock hands were moving too slow for you. your leg was shaking, jolting up and down as the wait was becoming unbearable. although gepard told you he was fine, you couldn't not worry. more than once you had to run to the hospital upon receiving a call from one of your boyfriend's soldiers or his sister serval. every time you had to witness a heavily bandaged up gepard lying in bed, his chiselled body bruised and cut, sometimes feverish from an infected injury or the cold seeping through. gepard was an incredibly capable captain, his soldiers had full trust in him, and it was that same trust that pushed the landau man to stay in the front line, leading the action head first.
the clicking of the door had you jumping from the couch, sprinting to go and greet your lover. your heart was beating in fear of how you would see gepard; however, it calmed instantly the moment your eyes met his figure: his lips were busted and he had a bruise forming under his left eye. the armor plates got ruined and there was a burnt hole in his pants. he probably had other injuries you couldn't see at the moment, but he was with you again, standing on his feet without needing support.
your arms found their rightful place around his torso, careful to not squeeze too hard as to not hurt gepard. you heard him sigh satisfied, leaving the guitar case on the ground and kicking the door close. his arms went around your body, his cheek resting on your head, eyes closed to fully enjoy the moment.
he could feel your chest going up and down with your breathing, soft and calm, guiding his own. one of your hands traveled up to his face, cupping his cheek, forcing gepard to look at you. you stroked the cold skin with your thumb, a small but warm smile on your lips.
«i'm glad you're back» you murmured.
gepard turned his head to kiss your palm, keeping it in place by putting his hand on yours. «me too, my love»
you felt your cheeks getting warm at the gesture. it was incredible how even after all this time gepard was capable of making you blush with the smallest, simplest gestures. probably it was one of the reasons as of why you were still so deeply in love and giddy like a high schooler.
with his hand still on yours and the other arm around your body, gepard began pushing you inside, toward the living room, aiming to the couch were you sat waiting for him. you followed his steps, arms around his neck. a little scream left your lips when you fell on the worn couch, gepard's full weight on you, almost crushing your much smaller frame under his.
«geppie! you're heavy!» your desperate yelp, hitting your palm on the armour plates of his back.
groaning, your boyfriend slid down a bit, his head on your chest, part of his weight now on the pillows, making it easier for you to support him.
gepard raised his head, his chin on your chest, looking at you with his blue eyes half lidded; you could read in them all the tiredness and the sleepless nights and the pain his job gave him.
your hands went in his hair and on his back, cuddling his blond locks and removing his armour plates to pat his broad back. his face went back into your chest, his arms wrapping around you, snuggling closer. gepard kissed you from above your t-shirt, and you could feel that small smile of his that always gave you butterflies. you understood he was exhausted and just wanted to feel you, your warmth, that soft love that was his refuge when he needed a break. you didn't mind, always ready to help him alleviate the weight on his shoulders.
a satisfied groan came from gepard when you started scratching his scalp, some words following after that you didn't quite catch.
«what?»
«i love you» he said, louder, his chin on your chest, looking at you with sleepy eyes.
your lips curved into a huge silly smile. «i love you too» you pushed away some locks from his eyes. «get some rest, my love. you deserve it.»
nodding, gepard got back to rest on your chest. his breathing soon started to even the more you cuddled him, ruffling his blond hair, pulling a blanket over his body.
yawning, your fingers began to slow down. you slid a bit more under gepard, sound asleep now, to get more of his warmth and reach him in the dream realm. you snuggled your face closer to gepard's, kissing his jaw, nuzzling your nose against his cheek.
he was back, he was alive and warm, and even if he was too big and heavy for you to keep him on you you couldn't possibly care less. he was there, and that was all that mattered as you fell asleep.
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lauvwar-r · 8 months
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from the start
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a gepard x gn! reader smau
𑁤 sypnosis. despite claiming to be 'rizz master 3000' name has failed to ask out their crush and childhood best friend, gepard, for a few years (L). with this new wave of courage, will this lovestruck idiot be able to confess before gepard buys a house and adopts 3 cats and a bunny with someone else? (this is a joke. geppie will not be adopting 3 cats and a bunny).
. . . tags. gn!reader, fluff, they're both idiots lol, (minor) angst, unrequited love, hurt-comfort, modern au, social media au, smau w/ narration, college au, childhood friends to lovers, swearing, kys jokes, crack, ooc characters (all probably lol)
. . . notes. first ever smau so be warned :') and if any chapters have any potentially triggering topics, i will tag them (though i tend to stay away from them) also pls click on the picture for better quality. i swear it's not that blurry 😭
STATUS. ongoing! ⸝⸝ TAGLIST. open!
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𑁤 profiles. mech fever on top!? / student council (nerd central)𓂃⸼
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ONE. don't you notice how. . .
⌗01. lookism jumpscare ⌗02. god's favourite
⌗03. graphic designer geppie ⌗04. library date (gone wrong) 𖧧˚⸼
⌗05. antiseptic memories 𖧧˚⸼ ⌗06. try again tomorrow
⌗07. cold drinks and cowardice 𖧧˚⸼ ⌗08. tba...
TWO. unrequited, terrifying love. . .
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yurinaa-world · 1 year
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Hii! Read your works from hsr and saw that you have open request so here I am ^^ Could you maybe write something about Gepart having an So from the Underworld? Like she's the complete opposite of him, and kinda acts like a Sampo, but well, more trusted. Maybe now even dating but something like his crushing on a villain and she's always flirty with him when they meet and enjoys making him flustered? Or from meeting to dating (they could meet because even through she doesn't really step out of the Underworld she came to rescue Sampo from trouble and after that she just kept pooping out somewhere around him, when his alone on duty but the soldiers are gone somewhere. SO SORRY IF IT'S TOO LONG BUT THIS MAN JUST HAS ME :`)) if u don't wanna write it or want to change something that's completely fine! Idk for what genter you prefer writing (or just didn't notice if u write that somewhere, sorry! +) for and even trough I would ask for a female any other is still fine by me! Hope you'll have a wonderful day/night because u deserved it and remember that you're amazing!!!
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Characters: Gepard x Female Reader
Synopsis: Gepard with a S/O from the underground
Warnings: fluff, might be some spelling errors.
Notes: I hope you liked it :)
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𝒢𝑒𝓅𝒶𝓇𝒹 𝐿𝒶𝓃𝒹𝒶𝓊
The sight of Belobog was beautiful from the tall wall you were sitting on, with the cold air hitting your skin and making your body shudder. The surface was way colder than the underground to you, and snow fell from the clouded sky, making its way to land on top of your hair. "Wow, it's really cold out," you said to yourself before sneezing and rubbing your nose with your hands before crouching down. "Now, now where are you?" you said, squinting your eyes, looking around for your dear lover.
Before your eyes narrowed down to the familiar blonde hair of Gepard, he looked so charming in armor, almost like a prince, which you admire. It seemed that he was talking to some Silvermane Guards. Waiting for those guards felt like an eternity, but if they saw you, you would be thrown behind bars. But you wanted to get closer, so mumbling some incoherent insults under your breath before jumping off the wall and landing softly onto the soft white snow over the concrete before quickly dashing behind a wall.
Hearing guards and Gepard's conversation coming to an end. "You all should be on the lookout just in case the underworlders come back." Gepard told the guards before dismissing them back to their regular stations that he closed his eyes and took a long breath. As you slowly popped out of your hiding place and gently blew his ear, making him flinch and snap his head towards you, "You shouldn't be here!" he covered the ear you blew him with one hand.
"What, can I not see my lover anymore?" You said, pouting, "If the guards see you, do you know what the consequences would be?" Gepard scolded, "I know I'll be behind bars." You sigh dramatically, "But I haven't been caught yet." You added before grinning at him mischievously, "I have something to give you." Before Gepard could say anything, you kissed his cheek.
Seeing his face go a little red from your actions, "you shouldn't be doing those in public," he blushed. "I'm sorry, but I couldn't help myself. Come on, you want to give me a kiss, don't you?" you grin. Gepard sighed before pulling you into a small kiss. He pulled away after a few seconds. "You're such a tease," he mumbled.
"I know,"  you giggled as he cleared his throat awkwardly. "You should get going before a guard sees you." "aw well, when you're alone, I want a bunch of kisses." You wink at Gepard, who turned a shade of red before giving him one last peck on the lips. You wave happily as you disappear around a corner.
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hornkneebee · 4 months
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Evening befalls the only stronghold of Jarilo-VI humanity, Belobog. Coincidentally, his shift had concluded early than expected. Or, that the new supreme guardian, Madam Bronya, had forcefully ordered him to take the rest of the day off.
"But Madam Bronya!"
"No buts!" she commands, looking at her subordinate with strictness before softening as she enters a more intimate, friendlier tone, "Please, Sir Gepard, your service is immeasurable but you had little rest since everything that happened."
And that's how Gepard was pushed out of the Qlipoth's Fort and into the streets of Belobog's administrative district. Walking around and doing nothing is not in his job description, or, in his life.
But with the freetime he has now, so he went to the only place he thought of right off his head; the Eversummer Florist shop.
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"Hmm? Such beautiful specimen, and the smell are quite lovely as well," he says, inspecting every stems and buds and pots, each with a different kind of flora majestically blooming within the warmth of the flower garden.
To the average belobogians, flowers are few and far between, concentrating only certain places throughout the winter-bound planet. He saw it a few time throughout his lifetime, he even had a greenhouse with a bunch of them back home, but he never had planted one.
Or at least, successfully planted one.
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"Mr Landau?" Vaska looks at the guard momentarily. But of course, even though the guard rarely visits the flower shop, Vaska is rather acquainted with the captain of the Silvermane Guard. No one could actually ignore his presence once he entered a room.
"Ms Vaska," the guard smiles awkwardly, sheepishly as he enquire Ms Vaska once more, "Can you... Teach me how to garden?"
He had been facing hurdles upon obstacles in matter of gardening. Despite knowing so much about gardening, he has so little of luck in making anything grow. Hence, he often bothers Ms Vaska about garden-related topics, asking how to take care of specific flowers, to which soil is best, or which fertiliser is worth it.
Of course, Ms Vaska is rather happy to help. A man of his stature visiting their humble flower shop in itself is a service to the shop.
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"Gepard?" As Gepard was walking out from the store, a familiar voice calls for him. A very familiar voice, in fact, it was none other than the Trailblazer.
"Trailblazer!" Gepard could only stammers before shaking his head, his cheeks redden.
"What are you doing out?" Trailblazer steps closer, looking at Gepard with curiosity. Their height mere inches away from Gepard's, standing a bit lower than the guard.
Gepard sighs, "Flower shopping?"
"Oh?"
"Don't laugh, but I have..." Rarely does he ever spoke of his love for gardening with anyone he knew, so this was the first time he ever spoken openly about it, "...Interest in gardening..."
"Oh?"
"Oh?"
"I didn't quite take you as a garden person," Trailblazer laughs, shaking their head before grabbing Gepard's hand, leading him out of Everwinter Florist shop, "You got to see them!"
"Them?!" His gloves are enough to warm his hands, enough to fight the cold and prevent frostbites, yet when the Trailblazer partially envelopes his hand with theirs, he felt a newfound sort of warmth. A warmth that he couldn't understand himself. Their warmth is alluring, welcoming, comforting.
"The Express' conservatory! A lot of foreign flowers and plants!" the Trailblazer explains, smiling. Their smile shines as radiant as the sun above, its rays pushing through the clouded heaven above, gracing the earth beneath with warmth.
"You best believe it will blow your mind out of this world!"
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yeonpm · 7 months
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gepard x gn reader
request,; gepard w reader who ends up fucking off while he’s working in the snow plains. whether reader died or left or got kidnapped or something is entirely up to you. (TYSM FOR THE REQ PVBBY UR SO MWAH)
summary,; you end up being left behind.
cw,; lowercase writing, gepard is a bit ooc, neglectful gepard :(, overall gepard is not caring enough towards reader, a couple of swears, no pronouns for reader used, crying, reader isn't the trailblazer, angst.
"yeon",; ive never written for gepard b4 so he's gonna be a bit off but he's meant to be in this anyways so
"wasted summers" by juju<3
gepard, who always held his job to guard belobog above everything else. something about helping the people of his city just urged him on.
but when he met you, he seemed to warm up a little.
you met him in the middle of what one of the astral express members mentioned as "winter." an astral express member, a bubbly girl with pink hair, told you how it's always the coldest season, but how it was always pretty with the snow and perfect time for family and friends.
just like how winter phases into summer, which the same girl described as the best season for it warmth, gepard's stern personality gently melted away when he met you.
the first few months went extraordinary well. a lot of pda, and always spending time together. even the other guards seemed to be more relaxed as their commander did.
that was, until it was almost like he got tired of you. he started to stop talking to you as much, seeming to zone out during your stories or long rants about the day, and sometimes pushed you away if you tried to talk to him during his working hours.
at first, it wasn't that bad. he still held your hand. cuddled with you, told you how you were his love.
but as time went by, it started to get worse.
it's been maybe three or four weeks since he's started to become distant. you're starting to get worried- did he not love you anymore?
you wanted to spend time with gepard again. you missed him.
so when there was an exploration mission in the outlying plains, and knew there weren't many guards going with him, you asked him if you could come along.
he seemed to be fine with it. but his answer was so simple, so nonchalant, that maybe he simply didn't care.
as you treaded through the snow, fingers red at the tips as they gripped onto your jacket, your footprints leaving behind a trail that would eventually disappear.
gepard didn’t even bother to try and talk to you, and it was pretty much a one-sided conversation until you eventually realized he didn’t want to talk and left him alone.
your gaze seemed to be stuck at your shoes sinking into the snow with each step, before finally lifting your head. your neck ached from looking down for so long.
but when you did look up, you were a bit surprised. the gently falling snow, the edges of cliffs, and the way the snow seemed to clung to your clothes all were really… calming.
you were so caught up with your surroundings that you ended up being behind the rest of the group. you started to run towards them to try and catch up, but the more you ran the more they seemed to disappear into the haze of the snowdrift.
you eventually had to stop, hands on your knees as you panted, trying to catch your breath. for all you knew, you could have been running the opposite way of the rest of the group for qlipoth knows how long.
you look around. you try calling out for gepard, for any silvermane guards, for anyone.
you wanted to go home.
and not far away, a guard turns around. gepard pauses, recognizing one of the guards stopped. he asked what’s wrong. the guard claimed he heard a voice calling for help. gepard brushed it off, telling the guard how he’s imagining things, and that the mission was more important than whatever he heard.
but in the back of his mind, he knew someone was missing. he simply sighed, pushed it away, and kept going.
when he got back into the welcoming warmth of belobog, he immediately dismissed the guards, telling them to warm up and go get some rest. it’s been a very long day.
however, when he turned around and someone tapped him on the shoulder, he turned back around and was about to scold you for bothering him so much, but it wasn’t you. it was a civilian.
…where were you? didn’t you go out to the snow plains with him?
he tried to brush off the fact that you might still be out there and just tried to think you went immediately to your house to get some rest.
but… you were pestering him the entire mission. you always wanted to spend time with him. wouldn’t you have stayed back and tried to talk to him?
his mind spun as suddenly, the civilian’s queries weren’t important anymore.
gepard, who used to love you so much.
gepard, who now holds your limp body in his arms.
gepard, who feels his cheeks tingling with his own tears that slid down his cheeks.
gepard, who tried to grab your hand— but it’s cold, oh so cold.
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yummy yummy angsty in my tummy
sorry this is rushed lmao 🧌
HELP I JUST REALIZED HOW DIFFERENT THIS FIC TURNED OUT COMPARED TO THE REQUEST I JUST KINDA ZONED OUT AND THIS IS WHAT CAME OUT IM SORRY 😭😭
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ainslairo · 1 year
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༉‧₊˚. for you~
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Today I am upset. Do you know why? Nobody got me a large bouquet of red roses with a white ribbon tied around them, even though it's not Valentine's Day; but you did. Your boyfriend Gepard showed up at your front door, a blushing and spluttering mess, with the largest bouquet of lovely red roses you had ever seen. It was no particular occasion, he just did. He was beyond flustered when you took the roses from him, giggling like a high schooler, telling him that he was the best. Gepard sheepishly rubbed the back of his neck, also flushed pink, and told you that it was not a problem and felt like he owed you since his duties got in the way of you guys spending time together. No matter, now you get to sit with your boyfriend and watch coryxkenshin play Amanda the Adventurer and get creeped the fuck out.
I wish I had that
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cybiirz · 8 months
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ೃ⁀➷ A DETOUR IN FATE
Gepard x Gn!Reader
Sypnosis : After finally finishing off the Silvermane Guards, it was time for you to face off against Belobog’s most famous protector. And he would be waiting for you. The only problem was, this was supposed to be a fight. So why on earth did it feel like the Aeons were looking down upon the two of you, seemingly having something planned for your fates. And yet, the Captain himself chose to rebel against their choices. Who could have guessed that a mortal such as himself could change both of your fates? For the better or worse…that’s for time to tell.
WC : 2.7K
WARNINGS : Scenes of violence, mentions of blood and injury, Gepard is most definitely like 37% ooc in this apologies, please read authors note at the end!
Read part 1 || part 2 || part 2.5 || part 3
RECAP FROM PREVIOUS CHAPTER :
In all honesty, you looked like absolute crap. Your clothes were slightly torn and the mask on your face was ajar. You adjusted it before he could recognise you. But the one thing that stood out, was that half of your face and your body had been dirtied with blood from the wounds of the soldiers. It was a whole murder scene, except it wasn’t. The officers crawled out one by one as they went to look for medical attention.
A slow clap could be heard from one of the doors before Gepard emerged from the shadowed doorway, holding his case.
“You certainly have talent, thief. It is unfortunate you chose this path, even more unfortunate is how you look right now. But it matters not, as I will end this between us once and for all,” He stated as he raised his weapon, ready for combat.
Reaching up your hand, you wiped the excess blood off of the corner of your lips before retrieving one of the axes left on the ground. You slammed the end of the weapon down before pointing it towards him and you spoke in a low and serious tone for once.
“So be it Captain. If it is misery you have chosen, then allow me to bestow that upon you, Gepard…”
CONTINUATION…
You both stood a few feet away from each other before he began to make his way towards you. He held his case up high and practically leaped into the air and forced his weapon down.
Reacting quickly, you raised the axe horizontally before blocking the blow and pushing him back. Not really surprising to you, but it had little to no effect on him as he landed on both feet firmly. Gepard charged at you again but placed his weapon on his back.
Suddenly, he raised his fists and threw two punches which you managed to block with the pole of the weapon. As he was distracted you raised your leg and attempted a kick to his left side but unfortunately for you, he saw that coming.
He raised his hands and caught your leg in both hands, to which you stabbed his arm with the weapon. Considering he was wearing a full suit of armour, it didn’t damage him, but it was enough force to push him back.
Realising that the axe was slowing you down, you chucked it away as he came running again. He never backed down it seemed. But he was holding that god forsaken case again.
The captain began throwing hits at you as you dodged them just barely due to his incredible speed. Well, he didn’t become captain for nothing. On his final blow, you ducked and performed the same move, swiping your leg under his feet which did the job.
His weapon was in the air as he fell as you grabbed it and chucked it away. It was stupidly heavy to say the least, so it was hard for you to operate it. He was laying on the ground, still and seemingly not moving.
You moved towards him cautiously as you planted each foot over his body. Then, a hand grabbed your ankle before bringing you down. He had flipped both of you over as he straddled your back, your hands behind you as he held them tightly.
“This will finally end with one of us in cuffs,” He said to you as he began reaching for the handcuffs with one hand. Confusion slowly grew on his face before he turned to look at you, who had half your face in the ground.
Nevertheless, you smiled at him teasingly, indicating you had done something with them. He quickly pressed your hands deeper into your back as you let out a groan at the sudden feeling. Gepard then spoke from above you.
“What did you do with them? Do not make this hard on us thief,” His began growing frustrated and it was showing with the way he continued to apply pressure on your wrists.
“Come on Captain, as long as you keep me restrained it shouldn’t be a prob—” You were abruptly cut off as you let out a groan at feeling him press harder.
“Silence. I did not give you a command to speak,” Gepard’s tone was becoming harsh as he increasingly became tired of your antics. As fun as they were before, now he would have you right where he wanted you.
“You wound me Captain. Well at least now I won’t feel bad for this,” You said sadly with a frown before raising your head slightly. His brows furrowed and before he could speak, you jolted your had backwards, hitting him square in the nose.
He groaned and let go of your hands to hold the most definitely bruised area. You took the opportunity and pushed yourself out from underneath him. Gepard got up quickly, but not quick enough to avoid the kick to the head you gave him.
Luckily for him, he had his arm up, yet there was still a great amount of force to send him falling on his butt. You looked down at him with a snarl.
“Who’s making this difficult for who again? You are one entertaining individual, that’s for sure,” You raised your hand to brush your hair out of your face before turning away and walking towards one of the doors, figuring he was too weak to get up.
But before you knew it, you were slammed into the wall, back against his hard suit of armour. You felt a slight ringing in your ear as you looked up to him with a faint laugh.
“Ahh, you don’t back down Captain. I guess you’re admirable in that retrospect,” His hands were either side of your head as he was practically panting like a dog from above. His hair was a right mess and he had blood dripping from his nose down towards his lip.
“Although…I guess you are also quite attractive,” You murmured out. He tensed up instantly at hearing your words to which you grabbed one of his arms and spun yourself so now you were behind him.
“Don’t still up on me now Gepard, I get we’re a cold place but I would hate to see you frozen up. Only means that we won’t get to meet each other like this,” You teasingly remarked into his ear. You had one arm of his behind him and the other was still against the wall.
“Keep your mouth shut. If we’re talking of freezing, I would do anything to see that mouth of yours sealed shut by the ice,” He emphasised his last word by pushing up, with you jumping back to avoid any attacks.
“You’re so kind, aren’t you?” You replied with a roll of your eyes. The both of you stood still for a second, seemingly zoning out as your eyes pierced his. All of a sudden, the faint sound of footsteps could be heard from one of the doors.
A guard popped out with a gun as you widened your eyes. But you realised that he was pointing the weapon upwards. You figured he was simply losing his sense of stability due to his wounded state.
But as you heard the gunshot, the sound of cracking glass was quick. You immediately looked up, only to see that he had shot the chandelier above you. You tensed for a second, unable to move from the shock before you felt a body tackling you as a yelp was let out.
The bright light scattered across the floor, along with the fragments of the glass. White filled your vision as you slowly came back to your senses. You attempted to stand up but felt a heavy weight on top of you.
Breathing deeply, you looked down only to see the Captain’s head just above your shoulder. He was still for a minute or so, the sounds of the retreating guard not bothering you as you grew slightly concerned.
But you had to get him off of you. As you tried to move your body, a sharp pain quickly arose as you let out a hiss and then exhaled heavily. One of the shards had managed to fall fairly deep into your thigh as blood stained the transparent material.
You sighed in slight defeat as you let your head fall back onto the floor, now immobilised because of the massive man atop of you. Just as you had begun thinking of an escape route, a quiet grunt was heard.
Gepard’s brows furrowed for a second as you watched him try to regain himself. He slowly became conscious and pushed himself slightly off of you with his eyes closed, his head down still.
Eventually, he reopened his eyes only to be met with your mask, yet your eyes stared straight back into his. His ones slowly expanded when he looked deeper into yours, zoning out the slightest bit.
“You just gonna stare all day Captain..?” You asked, slightly embarrassed by how his stare practically bore holes into you. He snapped back immediately and looked around quickly.
“You are under arrest. Do not object to this arrest, you have already made this too difficult then it had to be. You became surprised instantly and began to sit up but were quickly brought down after a stinging pain ran through your leg.
You let out a hiss as your head fell backwards. Gepard raised an eyebrow and turned his head to look over his shoulder and widened his eyes at seeing the blood seeping out of your leg.
“Ah…you gonna help me here Captain?” You asked partially sarcastically whilst trying to breathe steadily. He didn’t respond and you instead heard him grunt. “What’s it going to be Cap, arrest me whilst I’m-ah!- vulnerable…or take me out of here and we can figure this out on…even terms?” There were breaths and hisses in between your words as you continued to keep your eyes closed.
The sudden sound of footsteps approaching along with the yelling of back up guards was approaching. You turned your head back to Gepard with hopeful eyes, praying that he would have an ounce of mercy.
But why the hell would he? You were a wanted criminal, a target that was vital, dead or alive. And here he was, the polar opposite of you. The one who was supposed to send bad people such as yourself into a cell for a lifetime. You two were just too different, too different to even be considered close.
So why the hell was he picking you up and running out of an unguarded door, you in his arms? Why the hell did he make sure you got away safely as your blood dispersed onto his fur clothing?
Who knows? But right now, the two of you were sat in an alleyway, resting against the dusty and slightly crumbling wall as he knelt down on one knee, attempting to fix up your wound.
The fragment was lodged deep into your skin. Gepard ended up having to rip off part of his sleeve in order to cover the wound, 2 inches above the actual injury. The process was painful, that much was certain. But the whole time, you kept your eyes on him, watching how focused he was as he cleaned up the blood.
You took a deep breath before speaking, “You’re an idiot for helping me…you know that don’t you?” You questioned him curiously. He was never one to make dumb decisions, so there had to be some sort of motive behind his previous actions.
“I am aware,” He replied bluntly whilst he diligently continued to clean up the area. You turned your head to the side for a brief moment before turning back to him, your eyes locked onto his blonde strands.
“So why would you do it? You want to arrest me personally? Don’t you want people to see your final victory against the notorious thief?” Your tone was laced with some sort of venom, almost mad that he let you go. But then you thought for a second.
“I don’t understand, why don’t you just give me up? Why don’t you end this whole thing between us, this rivalry? What’s stopping you?” This time, you were asking him like it was an interrogation, still keeping your eyes on him.
He didn’t respond and instead got rid of all of the extra materials that were now used up. He paused for a second, still keeping his gaze fixed onto the wound before he rotated his head upwards, locking stares with yours. Gepard’s deep eyes held something behind them, and even you couldn’t decipher what exactly that was.
But then he said something that would change the whole course of fate that was planned for the two of you.
“I suppose…I am just not ready to give up what I find to be the best parts of my days,” His words were sincere, no quivering lip, no furrowed brows, no pretend emotions in those eyes. It was so real that it honestly blew you back for a second.
You were rendered speechless as you simply looked back at him through your mask, your eyes staying connected for what felt like forever. The blood rushed to your cheeks as you stammered slightly and turned away.
Then, you caught a glimpse of a faint smile on his features, one that looked so heavenly that it had been carved by the Aeons themselves.
“So…you gonna let me go? Or are we going to have to do the whole ‘time for me to arrest you’ kind of thing?” You answered jokingly. But he simply thought before speaking again.
“Well, no one will know what has happened, if there’s no one here to provide any evidence,” He said as he looked at you partially seriously and you saw his suggestion.
“You’re…letting me go?” There was a slight tremble in your voice, maybe this was an elaborate scheme, maybe not. Were you willing to take the chances?
“I would not call it that. I would simply label it as, the notorious thief slipping away from my grasp, once more,” He let out a breathy laugh before giving a lopsided smile. Gepard then pushed himself off of his knees and held his hand out above you.
You responded by gripping his hand as he pulled you up and steadied you. Thanking him, the two of you stayed in silence for a bit longer.
“This is goodbye then, I suppose,” You stated, almost sadly. Almost.
“I suppose so,” He replied as he continued to look down at you. You began to reach into the strap on your arm and turned away. But before you could, you turned around at the speed of light.
You grasped Gepard’s collar and placed a kiss onto his cheek. The one which you hadn’t kissed back at the café. And as quickly as you were there, the smoke bomb you threw down exploded, letting you exit with the wind.
Gepard coughed and cleared his throat as he fanned away the smoke and gazed around. After spotting that you had actually left, he let out a deep sigh and turned to leave the alley. But not before he looked back at where you had disappeared as he smiled to himself. Now that he had officially been kissed on both cheeks, that only left one more spot for you. But time would tell when that would happen. Until then, he would cherish that moment like it was his final moment on Jarilo VI.
You watched from above on a rooftop and saw him leaving, heading back to the event which was no doubt ruined by now. Placing your hand onto your side, you looked up to the bright moon which shone down on the city. Letting out a laugh to yourself, you began walking along the roof to find your way back home.
It seemed the journey of the young Captain and the renowned thief was only just beginning…But maybe a moment could happen, where everything would come crashing down, and everyone with it.
A/N : Alright so I do have to say sorry for such a late post on the chapter. My first week back at school was much more packed than I had expected? There is a bit going on in my life rn so I will have to apologise in advance if chapters only come out once a week. I will do my best to write for this story, unfortunately I cannot promise them to be good. It’s stupid but i’m having a writers block soooo…Ik i’ve barely started but school is so draining that I’m simply too tired to write sometimes? I will most definitely continue making chapters although it is slightly challenging at this time.
SO I BEG OF YOU, PLEASE LEAVE REQUESTS SO I CAN WRITE SHORT DRABBLES FOR ALL OF YOU TO STAY SATISFIED. And also, please leave any mistakes I have made in the comments!
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alhaithamtit · 4 months
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cw:dom!gn!reader sub!gepard landau public play jerking off nipple play
IMAGINE
"mmph!-" gepard got cut off by your hand, muffling his moans, with your other one stroking his leaking cock roughly. "quiet down. we don't want your troops to see you like this, do we?" the two of you were in the restricted zone, and the other silvermane guards weren't far away. to gepard's horror, his dick twitched at the possibility of being caught by his subordinates in this humiliating position, with him all red and sweaty and his pants pulled down to his thighs. you skillfully rubbed your thumb on his head, using precum leaking from his slit as lube to stroke him smoothly. his legs shaking at this point, barely holding himself up. your hand, previously on his mouth, now underneath his shirt, groping his chest and pulling his nipple in time with your strokes. at this point, there are tears in his eyes from the stimulation, wanting to conceal his moans he tries kissing you, but you pull away, biting his lip. he gasps and almost lets out a loud whine as you increase your speed. he's trying so hard to stay quiet, but it's incredibly hard when you get him off, so damn good. when he finally came, you pulled him in a kiss to silence his moan. it's fun teasing him, but you're the only one who can see him like this. panting and with cum dripping down his cock.
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arkhammaid · 1 year
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— ˚₊‧⁺˖ YOU SAY "I LOVE YOU" FIRST.
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fandom. honkai star rail
pairings. dan heng, gepard, jing yuan x gn!reader
content warnings. fluff, written in lowercase, not edited/proofread
word count. 0.7k
notes. head empty only hsr men ;-;
— ˚₊‧⁺˖ dan heng. 
it happens on a mission, with just dan heng and you visiting the planet in need of help. until now, you haven’t encountered any major problems and you’re already wrapping up. instead of focusing on gathering more information, the two of you take the evening off, to enjoy some time together. all alone, without your friends butting in, without himeko interrupting you with a sly smirk, without dan heng focusing on ancient text instead of you. 
hand in hand you walk along the busy streets, admiring the many products in display, children running around. a small smile forms on dan heng’s lips, his eyes bright and you can’t help but think how beautiful he is. 
he’s beautiful and yours, yours to love, yours to cherish and how you cherish him. his soft spoken words, his dry humor, his ‘nerdiness’ as march always says. does he know how much you love him? despite not being a pair for too long, despite being his lover for mere weeks, you know with your whole heart— you love him. 
“i love you,” is what you blurt out then, watch how he stops walking, how his eyes widen, how a blush spreads on his cheeks. “i love you,” you repeat, more soft spoken this time. 
“i love you too,” he whispers back, pressing a kiss on the hand, he has held the entire time. 
— ˚₊‧⁺˖ gepard. 
loving gepard is as easy as breathing. you have done so for so many years, admiring and loving him from the distance, watching how he goes after his duties as captain of the silvermane guards. 
you love him for his sense of duty, both to his noble house and the silvermane guards. you love him for his soft spoken manners, yet firm when needed. you love him for his gentle heart, for his desire to protect his home. 
you loved him and you continue to love him when he takes you out on your first date. you loved him and continue to love him when you share your kiss, when you go on your second and third date, when you officially become a couple. 
you loved gepard for a long time and you will continue to love him, with your whole heart and mind. 
it’s why you say it, after mere weeks of dating, it’s why you say you love him. maybe he has already suspected it, you don’t know, so you gather your courage and utter those words when you're on another date. 
“i love you, gepard,” you say with a clear and strong voice, turning your head to him. “i love you”, you say once again, watch how he ducks his head to hide his blush, how he raises his trembling hands, placing them on your cheeks, oh so careful as if he could break you. 
“i love you,” you whisper, after his lips leave yours, breath mingling, his ice blue eyes softening at your words. he presses his forehead against yours, shuffling closer, closer to you. 
“i love you too, my dear.”
— ˚₊‧⁺˖ jing yuan. 
being the hopeless romantic partner of the general jing yuan was something out of your daydreams. but it truly happened, in a whirlwind of emotions, you got closer to the man of your dreams. so close that he held your hand with a soft smile, spoiling you with lavish gifts and lingering kisses. 
how could you not fall for him, your affectionate emotions turning into a bright, passionate love for him. how could you not love him, when he holds you close, protecting you even if there isn’t any danger near. 
hopelessly in love you are, with jing yuan, head over heels— your heart is his, not that he knows. maybe he suspects it, chuckling at your meek stutters when he has stunned you with a particularly intense kiss once again. 
while jing yuan showers you with gifts and his affection, the only thing you can give him is your love. oh and how you wish for him to acknowledge it, the deep deep love you hold for him. 
i love you, is what you think, when you share your daily meal. 
i love you, is what you think, when he takes your hand in his, tracing the mindless lines on your skin with his fingers.
“i love you,” is what you say when jing yuan comes back from a mission. he greets you with a soft smile and before he can say anything, you tell him how much you love him. 
“i love you too, beloved mine.”
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maplleaf · 1 year
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Two tries, One success
[Gepard Landau x gn!reader]
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Working as the manager of Mechanical Fever's famous bassist isn't as bad of a job as many would think. Serval originally wanted an assistant to sort out her workshop's data, but after seeing how you matched energies with her, she offered the position as Mechanical Fever's assistant not long after being hired.
It's good; your pay doubled and your boss is great as a friend and as an employer. It's been a year since working for Serval and you've never looked back in regret. You even got the chance to befriend her younger brother, Gepard.
Although recently, the two siblings have been acting strange.
At first Serval asked about your type, you answered the question by saying blonde, since at the time you find a blonde hair color attractive.
Then only a day later, Serval had to 'take leave' in the middle of the day; saying that Pela asked to meet her regarding some scheduling with rehearsals. Despite you not remembering Pela mentioning anything of the sort when seeing her yesterday...
Since she is your boss, you brushed it off. The workshop doesn't have days where an influx of clients would come in anyway. Additionally, current clients' orders are all finished and it's just a waiting game for any of them to pick their items up.
No Serval, no work, not even cleaning. The only thing moderately interesting is the plant you brought here as decoration for Serval.
In conclusion; you were bored as hell that day.
Which is why when the door opened, your body straightened up as a reflex; thinking it's one of the clients. Surprisingly, you were met with the sight of Serval's younger brother. A rush of excitement and joy hit you, almost subconsciously.
"Gepard? Serval didn't mention you coming here," you pointed out. As captain of the silvermane guards, he's usually busy with work. "Did you left something last week?"
The blonde didn't answer right away, in fact his eyes are looking at everything but you. "No, uhm, Is my sister not here?" Gepard asked, finally turning towards you.
"Nah, she said Pela wanted to talk to her urgently earlier," you answered. "I can tell her you're here though," you raised your phone as a way to tell Gepard how you could tell Serval about his visit.
"That... isn't necessary," he almost stammered, even to the point where you noticed. "Did my sister bring that in?" Gepard pointed to the plant beside you.
"I did actually. This old fella' looks like it fits in this place," your hand grabbed the small plant's pot, shaking it lightly as if it's talking. Using a voice for the plant, you began to talk for it like a puppet. "That's right, it was so cold out there."
Gepard chuckled at your antics, "you must take good care of it." He heard you hum in response, "if your sister did, she might sing it rock music for bedtime."
After you placed the pot back down, Gepard took a deep breath before spilling his true intention. "Are you perhaps busy this Saturday?" The Landau sibling had a light red dusting on his cheek, something blocked by the darker lighting of Nevermore workshop.
You raised an eyebrow at him in interest. Saturday... Mechanical Fever shouldn't be having any performances that day and the workshop is closed; leaving you with an open spot. "I'm not, why'd you ask?"
"I was wondering if we could..." Gepard's word trailed away, his blue eyes looking at yours with a strange gaze. It's beautiful, his eyes, like the carved geomarrow at the Everwinter Monument, but somehow more beautiful. It's mezmerizing, truly.
"...could teach me about plant management. I've been trying to take care of mine as a hobby, but they don't usually end well," Gepard finishes his sentence.
The room stayed quiet for a moment, though in Gepard's mind it's louder than all the concerts he's seen his sister performs. The silence ended when you chuckled, then laughed.
"Sorry sorry," you managed to muffled out. "It's just, Serval's been mentioning your 'hobby' for awhile and I didn't expect you to come to me for help," you leaned back against the chair with your arms crossed, "How about at noon here? I can ask Serval about opening the workshop for the day, sure she wouldn't mind if it's for you."
Gepard straightened his posture as a reflex, though his face does hold a certain embarassment that you didn't pick up. "Sure, I'll be glad," he smiled. "I think I'll have to go now, my break isn't long."
The blonde leaves the workshop in a hurry, not even hearing your words of parting. You found it strange how he behaved that day, and many days after to be exact.
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The second time one of the Landau siblings acted weird was when Mechanical Fever's performance had just ended. Many people were asking for a photo or even signatures of the bandmates, especially Serval.
Since it all had technically wrapped up, you sat by the bench nearby to recharge from watching a fun yet exhausting performance. The air of overworld's Belobog is much colder in the evening, even with geomarrow heaters everywhere.
Your hand rubbed against eachother for heat and friction. It'll only be a short while until the band properly wraps up and have a little celebration in Serval's workshop. Though that short while felt like eternity when all you could feel is the eternal winter's air saying 'fuck you warmth!'
"You okay there?"
You looked up to see the familiar charming captain, his face full of worry. The thought of Gepard worrying made you conflicted to wether feel happy or guilty. "Yeah, just chilly," you responded, bringing your heated hands to your face for more warmth.
"You didn't bring a jacket?" Gepard asked, sitting right beside you. "It's usually not this cold at the evening, but winter has its ways."
"Well fuck whoever made this winter," whilst rubbing your hands again, you slipped out a few words of annoyance at the current state of temperature. Realizing the rudeness, you couldn't help but feel guilty, "sorry."
"It's fine but," Gepard looks at your sorry state and thought about it for a moment, leaving you to wonder what's in his pretty little head. Your thoughts stopped when he took off the white and blue scarf of his uniform and slid it around yours.
"Here."
You wanted asked what was he doing before feeling the heat. It's so... warm. Is this what he feels everytime going in the fragmentums filled with cold air? No wonder he could stand in a fight for so long, this thing is comfortable.
"You are an actual lifesaver, Landou," your almost trembling voice muttered, quickly relishing in the warmth that his scarf had given you. Gepard on the other hand felt his eyes being stuck on your figure; the snow of Belobog definitely made you look more ethereal than usual.
Gepard took a few moments before the spur of the moment outweighs his worries. "A new place opened up near Goethia hotel, I was wondering--"
"(y/n)! Hurry up, we're heading to Serval's," the pianist of Mechanical Fever yelled out, uncaring of the other people surprised at his sudden voice.
As the assistant of the band, you were already used to this by now. The blonde beside you is not used to it; and if that pianist is a fragmentum monster, he would've thrown a punch right then and there.
"Sorry, could you say that again?" you tried to ignore the pianist's wails, focusing on Gepard more considering he's not yelling at you.
"Right," Gepard coughed to ease himself back in the moment, "this wednesday, I was wondering if--"
"(y/n)!"
You winced in annoyance as that pianist's voice filled the streets of the district. Seriously, you hope Serval can knock some sense into the guy about the great knowledge that is patience. Seeing as he would probably keep yelling your name until you yield, your priorities had to change.
"Sorry, Gepard, could you continue that another time? I'm afraid a certain someone wouldn't shut their mouth if I don't come," you scoffed, side-eyeing the person in annoyance. Gepard looks at you with disappointment, a face you've never seen before.
"It's fine," the blonde answered, though when he sees you start taking off his scarf, his gloved hand prevented you from properly taking it off. "Just take it, you'll get cold on the way."
You raised an eyebrow at him unsurely, "... won't you get in trouble for giving this to a civilian?"
Gepard shook his head, instead gently tightening the scarf. "I have another at home," he brushed it off before backing away from you. "I'll... see you on another day."
The next day, you overheard a few guards talking about their Captain Landau; and how he seems to be missing a part of his uniform.
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The third time is when Serval asked a specific question when you two were working. A client had given her an antique click to fix earlier on, the device taking over Serval's focus for the past two hours. You on the other hand had to sort out this month's profits and data regarding clients and business related items you two bought for the month.
"Say, what do you think of silvermane guards?" the blonde bassist asked you before extending her hand up to you expecting a tool. You naturally took the screwdriver and gave it to her, eyes still focused on the laptop.
"They're... fine," you answered. "What's with the random question?" Serval shrugged her arm, taking off her glasses as she leaned back and rested her eyes. Another fixing job for a complex antique done, it's amazing how someone could keep an object for a long time without realizing the broken gears it has.
"Everytime we go out to buy parts, you always glanced at the silvermane groups when they passed," the flinch coming from you became an answer to her assumption. Serval leaned on the table in front of her, blue eyes scanning you for any hints, "Interested in one of 'em?"
Seeing as lying would get you nowhere with the engineer, you took shaky breath, "just one."
Serval's eyes lit up like stars, "No way! Care to spill?" you averted your eyes from your boss' enthusiasm, finger tapping on the wood as a way to calm yourself. Even if she is your friend, it doesn't ease the nervousness.
"Well..." your voice trailed out.
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"And what was the answer?"
Serval sighed, "said I knew the person." Her younger brother slumped down, tapping his feet for every half a second. "C'mon, we narrowed it down to a blonde and a silvermane guard I know! That's a pretty good chance," Serval tried to cheer him up, which sadly didn't do much.
"That doesn't narrow it down to one person," Gepard pointed out. At first, he noticed you sneaking glances when he was ordering guards near Belobog's alleyways. It gave him a hope that maybe this isn't unrequited; a hope that's lost the longer he thought about it.
"Maybe I should cancel it, I can't ruin our friendship because of this."
Serval smacked her brother's head lightly in a scolding manner. "Hey, I thought us Landau are hardworking and determined. You can't just give up now," she reminded him.
Even if Gepard's hesitance did stop for a moment, it didn't stop him from feeling nervous. Serval waited for her brother to speak up, her arm crossed on her chest. Gepard recalled how long he had been trying a confession, four weeks. Four grueling weeks and three tries of trying to ask you out in any way he could think of only to fail each time.
The first time he got too nervous when looking at your eyes gazing at him. The fear of rejection and making that look turn into something bad made him scared.
The second time one of Mechanical Fever's band members interrupted him. Maybe it's The Aeon of Preservation's way of telling him fate doesn't allow this to happen.
It's complicated; so many variables that caused him to worry over what ifs. For starters, his sister is your boss, then he might not even be your type personality wise. Gepard is usually a confident person, but something about you just makes him nervous all the sudden.
"What am I supposed to do?" Gepard asked, wanting some kind of advice from his carefree older sister. Serval sighed, leaning against her table to wrack an idea from her head.
"Tomorrow morning, I asked (y/n) to take care of the workshop since I have plans with some friends," she told him, "Try shooting your shot then, and don't chicken out this time."
Gepard thought about Serval's idea, ultimately considering it a good enough plan. "Sounds great. Thank you, sister," Gepard stood up properly after giving his appreciation to Serval.
A part of him feels guilty for falling with his sister's assistant. He didn't even realize he's falling for someone until he's already too late.
The blonde sighed, he can only pray to Qlipoth that you won't hate him for this.
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After Gepard said his goodbyes to Serval, the cold air of Belobog hits him. Thankfully, his uniform made it so he's not feeling cold, but usually geomarrow heaters around the city would lessen the drop in temperature. He should've told his sister to fix the broken heater outside.
Unbeknownst to him, you were just done buying flowers from the shop near Nevermore workshop. Your hand clenched onto the bouquet of flowers hard as you noticed a familiar blonde in front of Serval's workshop.
The dark lighting that roams Belobog's night made it so he probably didn't realize it's you there. Even so, he did hear footsteps approaching him. "Gepard! Didn't expect to run into you," you greeted him.
"Oh, (y/n), hi. I was just visiting my sister," Gepard answered, your voice instantly making him nervous. He noticed the item you're carrying; a bouquet of sunshine flowers. From his hours of studying how to do gardening as a hobby, he also learned some of the meaning of flowers.
Sunshine is a flower that means "warmth and love of light" for the people of Belobog. He doesn't know if you knew what those flowers mean, but something inside his mind is causing him to feel scared.
Though, remembering you were still here, Gepard quickly swallowed that feeling in favor of being your friend. "Are you heading home?" Gepard asked, receiving a nod from you.
"Yeah, gotta take care of the workshop tomorrow," your hand held the bouquet slightly tighter. "Actually, do you mind walking me to my house?" your voice had a hint of hesitance to it. "I... still have your scarf from last time."
Gepard smiled at your worries. Yes, he did get questioned by his superiors about it before being given another scarf, but honestly, he didn't mind it since it results in your comfort. "You don't have to worry about that, I have another one."
"No!"
The sudden change of tone caught Gepard off guard, as you usually never raised a voice unless it's needed. Looking at your regretful expression and the hand nearing your mouth made Gepard think it wasn't fully intentional on your side either.
"Sorry, it's just," your words came into a stutter. "I want to take a walk with you tonight, is that possible?"
Gepard didn't know what to say in an instant, almost stuttering himself. Though, he does answer fast in fear you might think he feels reluctant to. "Of course," he answered, "Shall we go, then?"
"Yeah," you swallowed a lump in your throat and walked closer to the captain.
The walk is a relaxing one. Due to Jarilo-IV's eternal winter, weather at night have always been colder than at day; even with the heaters. Droplets of snow covered the both of you as the walk continued. Gepard is the first to break the silence, bringing up the flowers he noticed.
"Those are sunshine flowers, right?" he asked. "Yeah, I bought it for a friend," your voice almost seemed to hesitate on the last word. "It means love and warmth from what I remember."
Hearing you say that gives the knowledge to Gepard that you know the meaning of it, and if you're giving it to a friend then it means you feel some sort of love or warmth for the friend. That left a bitter taste in his mouth when he thinks about it.
"Warmth and love of light," Gepard added, when he sees your eyes looking at him in curiosity he felt the need to explain. "I've read some additional details when learning how to do gardening."
If it weren't for the barely lit street lamps, he would've been caught with a red face. "Love, huh..." your muttering were loud enough for Gepard to hear. "Have you ever been confessed to?"
Your question made Gepard wonder what to answer. If he were to say yes, does that lower the chances of you accepting his confession. But if he were to say no, would you really believe him?
"A few times, though I never really accepted them," Gepard side-eyed you, trying to pinpoint any kind of reaction. He could see your hand holding onto the bouquet tight, even so he doesn't know if it's due to nervousness or just from the cold.
"I see," your voice trailed out. The walk continued on quietly, but it's not awkward per se.
For Gepard, his mind is clouded with doubt for tomorrow's plan. If he were to be planning a confession, he would ask for some kind of advice from someone he knows well. For him it was Serval, but maybe for you it's him.
Before either of you could realize it, you two are already in front of your home. "Looks like we're here," Gepard said unsurely. He isn't exactly sure if you would give back his scarf or not, considering he rejected the offer earlier.
"Right," you took a deep breath before turning to face the blonde, your movements as stiff as a robot. Your hand held onto the bouquet with shaking fingers, eyes unsure where to look but eventually locking to Gepard's blue ones.
After a moment of silence and you biting your lips to form words, any words, you finally spoke.
"You are a wonderful person to be around, I always enjoy talking to you even if it's just for a few minutes," your voice is low, scared even. The fear of losing someone causing hesitation between each words spoken.
"And you might feel otherwise, but fuck, I want to be selfish just this once." You took in another breath of air to prepare yourself. Your arms extended towards Gepard, offering him the bouquet of flowers. "I like you, like really like you."
Your voice trembled, but not because of the coldness in the air but the warmth that slowly crept up to your head. Heartbeat going louder than any of Serval's performances.
Gepard's own state isn't far different than yours. His mind slowly processed your words as his cheeks is engulfed in a light pink hue. For almost a month he was worried every time he thought about it; head slamming against the wall thinking on what to say and what to do for a confession.
"It seems you did what I was planning to do."
His hand took the flowers, happiness written all over his face expressed by a soft and endearing smile. "I feel the same way, for awhile now to be exact," Gepard took a deep breath before letting out small chuckles of his own.
"Sorry, its just nice to see that I'm not alone," his admittance made you laugh yourself. It's good that your house doesn't have many street lamps in front of it, or else the two of you might've been exposed for the redness in both of your faces.
It's strange. Just a moment ago the cold air of Belobog had started to settle in, but now all you could feel is the wamrth coming from your own face. Though, after properly processing Gepard's reponse you realized the opportunity laid properly at this moment.
"I have a ticket-- sorry, two tickets, to the Golden Theater next week at 12. If you're free, we could go together," your voice came back happily, glee and excitement coming from the tone.
"Like a date?"
Your eyes lit up as Gepard continued it for you, hearing it as a confirmation that he might be okay with the idea. "Yeah, like a date."
"Of course, I would love to," Gepard answers, his beautiful smile still brightly seen even with the dark lighting. Your face mirrored his, still nervous as hell, but happily nervous.
Realizing the time, you felt bad for making Gepard stand in front of your home for so long. "Great! I'll see you another day then," you argued with yourself for a few moments before going with the nervous adrenaline telling you what impulses to do.
Matching yourself to Gepard's height, you dropped a small kiss on his cheek; causing the blonde to be caught off guard as his face heats up more.
"Can't wait for next week," you muttered loud enough for him to hear before bolting to your door to avoid any chances that he'll see your state; an obvious nervous wreck. As you entered your own home, mumbles of questions leaves your mind, all relating to your actions not even a minute ago.
Meanwhile, Gepard is left still in front of your home dumbfounded and processing what had just happened. His eyes darted to the bouquet again; yellow petals looking back at him, giving him hope for what comes in the future.
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sh1-n0bu · 7 months
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𝔫𝔬𝔟𝔲’𝔰 𝔨𝔦𝔫𝔨𝔱𝔬𝔟𝔢𝔯 𝔬𝔣 2023!
day 7: threesome with sampo and gepard from hsr
warnings: threesome, dacryphillia, overstimulation, praise, handjob, oral (gepard receiving), fingering, squirting, voyeurism
notes: both characters are the subs. traditional momma nobu style
heavily inspired by @icaruien’s sub suguru fic!!! go check it out!!!!
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never would have sampo expected himself to see the captain of the silvermane guards like this. the very same captain who diligently catches criminals left and right. the very same captain who keeps him on his toes. the very same captain who has fans and admirers of any age and gender.
the very same captain laid all bare on the bed as he cries and trashes about, moaning about how it was too much for him. he could see your hand working on his cock, angry red and weeping cum and pre from his slit and skillfully making the captain orgasm again on your hand. yet your hand doesn’t stop it’s ministration. if anything it only continues on with it’s former job, picking up the pace, making loud lewd squelching sounds alongside gepard’s whines to get louder in the dimly lit hotel room.
sampo recognized you. how could he not? you were one of the co-founders of the wildfire. a strong fighter, fearless leader and a great shoulder to lean on. the conman had a sort of a crush on you. you got his ass out of trouble many times without asking for anything back.
yet never would have sampo thought that he would see someone so professional and cold faced like yourself, here in the hotel room, making the captain of the silvermane guards whine and sob deliriously. he could feel his pants getting tighter by the sight, gulping down some of his saliva as gepard cries loudly only to be silenced by your lips.
was it wrong to watch? was it wrong to get hard from seeing the captain get absolutely debouched? was it wrong to.. wish that it was him there, being taken care of you instead of gepard?
“sampo” your voice suddenly calls out, catching the two men off guard. one was preparing apologies on being caught watching you get intimate with someone else while the other was burning up in shame but also arousal.
“come in here. i need your thought on something” you commanded, leaving no room for the conman to refuse as your hand stops fucking gepard’s weeping dick. swallowing, the blue haired man steps inside the hotel room as you ordered, locking the door behind himself.
seeing the captain being so red in the face, spread out all bare on the bed with tear stains on his cheeks and drool slipping from his lips made sampo all the more jealous. yet he doesn’t get it. why was sampo feeling jealous over gepard? you had no connection with him nor gepard. not that he knew off…
“our lovely captain here thinks that he can’t cum again but i say he can. what do you think? should i keep going and prove him wrong?” your voice calls out, snapping the thief from his daydreams of being the one instead of gepard.
briefly, the conman steals a glance towards gepard’s face and the two met eyes. he could see how deep down the captain had fallen into this hazy whirlwind of pleasure. there were tears gathering in his eyes, baby blue eyes looking all glazed over. fuck, sampo was hard.
“y-yes. i think he can. gepard has always been an overachiever, he can get another” the words are let out in an almost squeak of a voice, the one who said it trying to keep himself together while the one on the bed lets out a loud whine of betrayal.
smirking at sampo, you gently shush gepard’s whines. wiping away his tears with a gentleness the two never saw or heard of you before as you place a kiss to the captain’s forehead.
“sampo come here” the thief only nods. obeying your commands without a second thought. you give him another few sets of orders. getting on the bed, opening his mouth and to suck gepard off. sampo doesn’t know why but he follows along your orders.
“eeengk—! s-sampo! can’t… can’tcan’tcan’t—♡︎!” he could briefly hear gepard’s pleas as his thighs shut around his head, legs spasming and shaking violently from the former how many orgasms you’ve wrung out of the poor man.
you shush gepard’s cries with another kiss to his temple, before slipping a cum covered finger into his puckering hole. at that, gepard only trashes about even more, feeling the burning feeling in his stomach coil and tighten more.
“sampo, suck on his tip and press your tongue to the underside of his tip, okay?” you gently coo despite the two men whimpering and sobbing in the hotel room. oddly calm and collected even as gepard pleads for your mercy.
the thief does just as he’s told. sucking on gepard’s girthy tip, pressing his tongue to the vein on the underside. not too long after, gepard was squirting into his mouth with a loud keen.
aeons, if sampo was good enough would you do the same to him as well? if sampo got on your nerves enough, would you finger him? fucking his already weeping cock into your fist and make him squirt?
“you did good. both of you did good” you hum, pushing sampo’s head away and placing a kiss to gepard’s cheek gently. once the poor captain was taken care of and wiped clean with a warm towel, you turn to him with a certain glint in your eyes.
“i haven’t forgotten about you yet, pretty boy. pants down, on my lap” fuck, he could barely keep himself together before he’s stripping himself naked, climbing onto your lap with an eagerness of a puppy.
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lauvwar-r · 7 months
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07 from the start ⸝⸝ cold drinks and cowardice
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"oh? we're not going to the library this time?"
it must be a sign, you think, holding a paper bag in your right hand and his hand in your left. it was late enough into the cold winter season for frosty breath and signature hot chocolate but warm dandelion rays seemed to follow you two and frame the campus perfectly.
"nah," you shrug, "pela said that the council agreed that the stage would be put in the middle of the campus uh- garden? lawn? grass area thingy- you know what i mean…"
"yeah! we thought the area would bring the most traction." you're not even looking at him: your nervous eyes glued to your surroundings with false confidence, but you know he's giving you that look. that sickening soft one that you often mistake for adoration.
it's… fond??
and it makes your heart race — just for a second, before remembering what he said before.
"not a date huh…" you mutter dejectedly.
truthfully, it kinda sorta hurt when you found out he said that. whilst not fully demolishing your ego and porcelain heart, it did pinch at you — like soft rope burn for your self-esteem.
but what hurt a little more was the fact that he never told you. never told you about his private account that is.
i mean yeah… i have one too, but that's because i talk about how much i like him on there, you reason with yourself. and i get privacy and everything. but, bronya? you thought him and bronya were just school friends. were you… even his best friend?
"hm?" a hum interrupts your spiralling thoughts.
"anyway! i thought we could like, survey the area. see how and should things be set out and work from there." you say with faux enthusiasm, "we can work on your quote-on-quote poster on a bench nearby too."
"...it's not that bad."
"uh huh," you tease, raising an eyebrow. whatever. who geppie lets follow his private doesn't mean anything.
eventually, you two end up sitting on a bench together that faces the lawn.
"oh come on! look," gepard laughs as he pulls out his laptop, already logged in and displaying a somewhat improved version of his last poster. the changes are minor, like font changes and whatnot. but you can tell just how much effort he put into it. effort he put into everything and anything he did. a quality of his that you love. "i got rid of some of the uglier images," he pointed out excitedly, shuffling closer to you so you could get a closer look, "just like you told me to." the last part, a whisper similar to the sweetness of vows.
"it's good…" you mumble, too busy clinging onto his words and soothing a racing heart.
"really?"
"really." you reply earnestly, hooded eyes studying yours.
you wanted to lean in. to tread past the tightrope of a line preventing you and gepard from being more than just friends; to finally speak your mind on what you've been feeling for the past few years.
but…
"ah!" you explain, pretending to remember something by suddenly grabbing your paper bag from before.
…you're a coward.
inside are two beverages and a warm pastry carefully wrapped in tissue. "my favourite…" gepard mutters, surprised, "you remembered."
"iced coffee. you always preferred things cold. and a pastry too! it's a thank you for yesterday and-"
his ears turn redder than the normal red-on-a-windy-day red. and you almost — almost considered this a win: a step over that line, before…
"ha. you really are my best friend."
ouch.
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MASTERLIST ⸝⸝ previous! ⸝⸝ next!
𑁤 sypnosis. despite claiming to be 'rizz master 3000' name has failed to ask out their crush and childhood best friend, gepard, for a few years (L). with this new wave of courage, will this lovestruck idiot be able to confess before gepard buys a house and adopts 3 cats and a bunny with someone else? (this is a joke. geppie will not be adopting 3 cats and a bunny).
notes. . . omgg this is like my 6th time ive tried to post 😭 ( so sorry for the like 3week hiatus LMAO) anyways ive been trying to get into a law school for next year so college has been biting me in the ass lately. sending love to all yall tho <3
. . . tags @520cafe , @kitsuxiv , @91ed0 , @iridescentsunsetwaters, @yevene , @lunavixia , @vilthenothing , @ryuryuryuyurboat
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bioblsm · 7 months
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ASKING FOR A KISS
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✮ ꒰warnings꒱. N/A
✮ characters. kafka, serval, gepard, sampo, dan heng (il), jing yuan, blade, luka
☆彡 notes. im having hsr brainrot (╹◡╹)i got himeko on 33 pity..my kafka finally has her gf <3 thank you imbibitor lunae ur my fave lesbian protector d(^_^o) (it’s why i also pulled for him teehee)
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KAFKA ⛧ 卡芙卡
“kafkaaaa~”
“yes, darlin’?”
“can i have a kiss, please?” you gaze at her with a sickeningly sweet smile which makes her chuckle and ruffle your hair lovingly.
“hmm, why do you want one?” kafka lifts your chin up with her forefinger and leans in teasingly close to your face, tilting it slightly to the left. your lips part expectantly at the same time she does and for a moment there’s nothing, no sound but your breathing. she pulls back a fraction more and rests a hand on your cheek, brushing her thumb gently over your soft skin.
you can feel your heart thumping against your chest and your hands begin to shake slightly. you think you could die, right here, right now, but instead you bite your tongue and try not to give into temptation. you cough awkwardly and avert your gaze to everywhere but her eyes, “uhm…just… because?”
kafka can’t help but chuckle and grin, leaning in to gently kiss you. she smells like leather and mint and yet ironically tastes sweet like berries. “you’re going to have to work for another one, alright~?”
SERVAL ⛧ 希露瓦
serval had asked you to come help her with the workshop, apparently she works better when she has you with her (despite her getting much less work done because she keeps staring at you). she’s cleaning some sort of mechanism before you trot your away over to tap on her shoulder.
“hm?” she turns her head to look at you, “what’s wrong, hun?”
“can i have a kiss?” you tilt your head and smile which just makes her heart skip a beat as she straightens up.
“of course!” serval brushes her hand over your cheek and pulls you in close, you can nearly make out the sweet taste of her chapstick as her lips mould with yours.
serval breaks the kiss after a while with a soft hum, “you never have to ask for a kiss, just come give me one.” she chuckles and ruffled your hair playfully before returning to her work.
GEPARD ⛧ 杰帕德
“geparddd, i want a kiss.” you whine as you lean onto him with a pout. patrolling belobog clearly doesn’t entail “ignoring your partner” now does it!
gepard sighs in some sort of defeat to gaze at you for a brief moment, “my love, please, i’m on duty…” he pinches your cheek in frustration at his own work, as much as he wants to kiss you, there’s just that nagging voice in his head telling him to not get distracted.
and well, that voice can’t be blamed since when gepard does give into your childish pleas he tends to…lose himself? it’s like he suddenly switches off and malfunctions for a good moment and ends up indulging you perhaps more than a good solider should.
“pleaseee, just a kiss on the cheek will do…” you pout teasingly and he can’t help but let out another deep sigh as he leans in to kiss your cheek. perfect. before his lips manage to touch your cheek you tilt your head so they incidentally land onto your lips instead.
gepard pulls back swiftly and looks at you with a stern but playful expression, “you…are such a little troublemaker.”
SAMPO KOSKI ⛧ 桑博
curse this man’s silver tongue and that wink of his. with just a few smooth words and actions he managed to embarrass you in front of the entire astral express. luckily, none of them noticed just how much that man’s words affect you as you had your back turned to them but still…
now you’re just standing there in front of a kneeling sampo who’s pleading for your forgiveness in the most shameful way possible. how is he still managing to stir up all these butterflies in your tummy while looking so pathetic…?
“pleaseee honey~ i’ll do anything to apologise!” anything? you repeat in your head before smiling subtly and glaring at him, which just makes him shiver as he stares at you with a clueless toothy smile. you lean in close to his ear with a frustrated expression, one which betrays the words that escape your lips, “give me a kiss and i’ll forgive you.”
you swear you’ve never seen him jump up and hold you so quickly. his hands immediately found hold of your waist to pull you in for a sweet yet rather sloppy kiss. god he’s such a loser for you.
DAN HENG (IL) ⛧ 丹恒 「饮月君」
“hey, dan heng, can i have a kiss? (^_^)” you whisper to him.
dan heng appreciates that no matter if he’s himself or imbibitor lunae, you treat him all the same; not out of some sort of disrespect but because you truly just view him as someone who you love and cherish, but, he couldn’t help but laugh at your slight obliviousness to the situation.
he was having a rather serious discussion with the astral express crew about his circumstances, it was lighthearted sure, given the fact no-one viewed him as anything more or less than himself so the topic wasn’t as hard to chew, but it was still a rather awkward conversation to have. he glances over at you for a brief moment and lands a gentle peck on your lips before continuing the somewhat amusing interrogation with march 7th.
no matter what, your needs will be his top priority, especially if they’re as cute as this one (╹◡╹).
JING YUAN ⛧ 景元
“you don’t have to ask.” jing yuan’s voice echoes in your ears as you stand there confused, tilting your head at him with a slight pout.
“what do you mean?” you continue to stare at him which just makes him chuckle at your harmless obliviousness.
“i see you gazing at my lips frequently, you want a kiss don’t you?” such small details don’t ever go unnoticed by your beloved. you awkwardly nod your head and avert your gaze.
he laughs and looks at you, placing his fingers under your chin to tilt your head upwards so that you’re looking right into his eyes. you can feel your breath hitch as jing yuan’s lips touch your own before you slowly relax in his gentle touch. it was a warm and sweet sensation of lips pressed against yours, he didn’t push for more than what is comfortable. this made your heart flutter as jing yuan pulled away, leaving only his thumb on the side of your face, stroking gently, making your eyes flutter open in bliss.
you stare at him with bashful eyes, his hand still caressing your cheek. you laugh at his eagerness when his thumb brushes across your bottom lip before he leans forward again for another kiss. this time his other hand rests securely at the curve of your waist, his grip loose enough that if you wanted to escape you could easily do so. but instead, you let out a soft hum of contentment as his lips press against your own.
BLADE ⛧ 刃
“can i have a kiss?”
“why?”
“because i want one..?”
blade remains quiet as his eyes scan you up and down almost eerily. watching blade examine you like this just makes you wonder what goes on in his head. blade wouldn’t say he flinches at your affections, your sweet and gentle touches or caresses do make his heart jump in his ribcage, but it never shows on his face.
to be quite frank, you couldn’t tell if he was internally ridiculing you or waiting for you to take the initiative.
“sorry, i thought you were going to...it doesn’t matter. come here.” well that answered your question. you can’t help but quietly giggle at his, ironically, wholesome dumbassery. wrapping your arms around his neck lovingly to pull him down towards you, you finally get the smooch you asked for~
LUKA ⛧ 卢卡
“can i kiss you?”
“can you give me—“
oh.
luka’s eyes widen before he begins laughing till his stomach hurts, both from the humorous aspect of the situation and the butterflies invading his tummy. you laugh along with him, shaking your head and rolling your eyes.
“am i going to get my kiss or are you going to laugh yourself to the next week?” he calms down slightly and captures you in a hug, swinging you gently from side to side affectionately.
“sorry! it’s just…quite cute how in sync we are. c’mere.” holding your face with his hands he began planting kisses across your cheeks before his lips finally settled on yours. you could feel yourself grin through the kiss before luka pulled alway and pecked your cheek quickly. “as much as i wanna stay here and keep kissing you, i have a match at the robot settlement so byebye love you!” he ushers away just as fast as he kissed you.
wait.
robot settlement?
well, that was definitely a “kiss goodbye” alright…better get natasha on speed dial.
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