#pela x you

[moresinfulmockingbird]

Hope this isn’t too many people I’m requesting (if so just pick some!) but step mommy/sister Cocolia Kafka tingyun and pela and how they’re with trying to keep their forbidden love undercover! (Female reader please)

HOW TO KEEP IT HIDDEN | HSR Ladies

PAIRING: Cocolia, Pela, Tingyun, & Kafka x Afab!Reader

WARNINGS: Suggestive Content, Dom!Cocolia, Dom!Kafka, Sub!Pela, Sub!Tingyun, Stepcest, Not entirely explicit

AUTHORS NOTE: I usually allow people to request up to four different characters, so you have nothing to worry about!

✧ COCOLIA

• When Cocolia first married your parent, she hadn't exactly given you the time of day. She really just ignored you and payed attention to her spouse, not that you complained.

• But a few weeks into the marriage she finally really looked at you, and I mean really looked when she ended up walking in on you getting out of the shower.

• Since then her mind has been plagued with thoughts of you and your body.

• It was shameful to have these thoughts about her new stepdaughter, but she couldn't control them! She couldn't control how attracted she was to you...

• She'd try her hardest to hold herself back though, so she kept her feelings hidden.

• Though at some point she wasn't going to be able to hold herself back, especially when you so shamelessly walk around the house in a shirt and underwear.

• Oh how badly Cocolia wants to pin you to the kitchen counter and eat you out...

✧ PELA

• Poor Pela couldn't help the nasty thoughts flowing through her brain when she first met you.

• She had the immediate desire to kiss you, to see you naked and have you dominate her.

• But the fact that she was meeting you as her new stepsister quickly shattered her perverted thoughts and imagination.

• How unfortunate it was for her to be infatuated with a person that was her new sibling. So, Pela resorted to watching you from the sidelines instead, loving you in secret.

• It would start with her sneaking into your room and stealing your underwear for her gratification, but then that would evolve to watching you when your alone, watching the times you'd play with yourself.

• Pela was obsessed, she wanted you to be finger fucking her own pussy like you do to yours, she wanted to kiss you and gave you make her scream your name.

• But no, instead she'd wait and watch, at least until she had the courage to go further.

✧ TINGYUN

• Tingyun is the best at hiding her attraction for you, ever since the first time she met you at your parents wedding.

• She's best at just admiring you from afar, gazing at your beauty in more subtle ways than Pela could ever dream of doing.

• She's also not embarrassed of her desires to have you finger fucking her from behind, pushing her head into the pillows and ruining her.

• There were countless nights where she'd wake up sweating and having creamed in her underwear at the wet dreams she has of you. She desperately wants to crawl into your bed and hump herself against your leg while you sleep.

• But she has some surprising self restraint, and she's able to quench her thirsts the best she can, just to prevent her from doing anything forceful on you.

• She does like to lay in your bed when you aren't home, cuddled up in your sheets and having your pillow in between her legs as she humps it desperately while smelling your favorite shirt.

• But she's great at covering her tracks after she does those things, always leaving your bed and room as though nothing had happened.

✧ KAFKA

• Kafka found an immediate attraction to you after she married your parent.

• When meeting you at they're wedding, she couldn't stop the immediate filthy thoughts she had. Thoughts of what she wanted and could do to you.

• Out of these four, she's the least likely to try and keep her attraction for you, her stepdaughter, a secret. She can't begin to have to keep such feelings a secret.

• Instead of acting on them, even though she desperately wanted to, she stuck to small gestures.

• She'd brush her lips against your neck when fixing your hair, or running her hands across your waist when helping you try on clothes.

• She'd hug you a few seconds too long, and would hold a hand on the lower of your back a bit too low.

• Kafka is shameless about not hiding her attraction, but she won't make any more until you do, because she doesn't want to be at fault for starting an affair with her parents daughter.

ENDING NOTE: Someone give me more perverted Pela, I need her.

#*:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟsins writings #honkai star rail #honkai smut #cocolia rand #hsr!cocolia #dom!cocolia #cocolia rand x reader #cocolia rand x you #pela #hsr!pela #sub!pela #pela x reader #pela x you #tingyun #hsr!tingyun #sub!tingyun #tingyun x reader #tingyun x you #kafka #hsr!kafka #dom!kafka #kafka x reader #kafka x you

[steamed-rice-enjoyer]

cws: gn!dom!reader. silvermane guard!reader. some plot, but mostly porn. sub!pela. office sex. power imbalance. (you are clothed, she's not.) fingering. exhibitionism. minimal aftercare. rushed ending. i'm incredibly horny. (meaning it's not proofread. let me know if i should add any other warnings!) mandatory "english isn't my first language" warning.

a/n: wow, i finally wrote smut? how rare! special thanks to my dear friends who encouraged me to post this. haven't written anything in 10 months. this is sort of for getting through my writer's block.

Meeting Pela was all thanks to a lucky, accidental meeting, orchestrated by Gepard. And wow, are you thankful. Meeting fellow co-workers supposedly strengthens trust and bonds between the guards. You couldn't agree more. But being at the right place and the right time, you met Pela. Briefly. But that's all it took. You invited her after work to go drinking. And you got close. A bit too close, for workplace standards. Oh, but you really are so thankful to have found someone who can understand your frustrations as a Silvermane Guard. She's always happy to listen to you mindlessly complain, as she does her work. Venting your annoyance to curious ears. Office work does get dull, but your stories? Never. -- Thankful that once you took off all of your heavy armor, she didn't mind sitting in your lap, getting comfortable. This time, however, she was the one thankful. So very thankful. You couldn't see how hard she was blushing. Thoughts running around in her head. What could this lead to? She cautiously suggests that if you do have anything troubling you, you can take it out on her. Anytime. Something clicks in your brain, frantically taking off her clothes, kissing wherever your lips can reach. So thankful to now have cute little Pela in your lap, trying to squirm away from the stimulation your fingers are bringing her. So sensitive, you think to yourself. Whispering praises into her neck, how well she's doing. "What if... haaah~...What if someone comes in?" Pela squeals as you hit that special spongy spot deep inside her as you curl your fingers. How precious. You wish you could hear that sound more often. You think to yourself. "What then? If someone were to come in... Hmm. I'd say they'd have a clear view of you being pretty, as always." You hum into her neck. Looking down how your fingers keep appearing and disappearing into her cunt, slick covering her thighs and some even dripping down to your pants. Her breathing is getting quicker, moans more eager. She's basically panting at this point. Gasping as she's about to reach her high. So, naturally, you take your soaked fingers out of her pussy, bringing it to your lips and licking them clean as you rest your head on her shoulder. She tries to look away, but she grows more twitchy and impatient.

She cries out and grinds down on your lap, and thighs, hoping to get some, if any form of friction against her exposed cunt. Muttering soft "please" -s into the steamy and rather small office the two of you are in.

How could you resist not giving in? She's fucked dumb on your fingers. Of course, you give Pela what she wants most. Sweet release... So you let Pela take control of your hand, just this once. Riding your fingers as she's setting a quick pace. She's moaning so loud, you can't stop thinking about someone walking in. You will have to do something about your own arousal sooner or later, but that can wait. The sound she makes as she cums is forever engraved into your mind. Thighs shaking, eyes closed, she's guiding your hand that is deep inside her. She throws her head back, almost hitting your chest.

"You are always such a treat..." Praising her as she slowly calms down from her orgasm. Only having time to clean her up, kissing her forehead tenderly as you get up to leave. "Sadly I don't have time for seconds." Truly unfortunate that you really do have to get back to work so soon. Wishing to postpone your evening patrols. With you fully plated up in sturdy armor, you wave goodbye to her, as you gently open, then close the door, swiftly sneaking out. When your figure disappears from Pela's sight, she thinks about how this whole... act was like something she'd read or even write about in one of her... books.

#hsr smut #honkai star rail smut #pela smut #hsr x reader #honkai star rail x reader #honkai star rail x you #rice is writing n/sfw #x reader #reader insert #gender neutral reader #gn reader #dom! reader #sub! honkai star rail #sub! character #WAAAH IM SO SCARED I HAVEN'T WRITTEN ANYTHING IN AGES #:FEAR:!!!

[butterflyseas]

Hello! I love your writing :) Would you be open to doing a continuation of the "taking care of you when you're sick" one with Himeko, Pela and Sushang? (And anyone else if you want) Thanks for reading and I hope you have a nice day!

aaa thank you so much! and of course! i hope you have a nice day, too! <3

⸻ "hey... you okay?" part two

↳ pairing: himeko, pela, sushang x gn!reader

↳ content: gn!reader. fluff. dear as a pet name (himeko). vague references to illness. mentions of headaches (shushang). might be slightly ooc in shushang's part.

⸻ 𝗛𝗜𝗠𝗘𝗞𝗢

despite how it may seem on the surface, himeko notices a lot — about the others aboard the express; about their preferences and likes; about their personalities and how they act when they're at their best. she can tell when dan heng needs to be left alone; when march is thinking too deeply about what her past may be; when welt is stressed. and about you, too.

so when you enter the main compartment of the express slower and groggier than normal, she notices right away; and you cough and sniffle, she realizes immediately that you're sick.

the first thing she does is usher you to a bench seat to lie down — no matter if you just got up, she tells you that you need to rest and that she's more than happy to take care of you.

will pat your head when you comply — "thank you, dear~" <3

she's also the type to check your temperature by pressing her lips to your forehead. the main reason is genuinely to do just that, but also because she finds it adorable how you blush when she does &lt;3

tends to dote on you a little more when you're sick. she already has a bit of a tendency to in the first place, but it only becomes more noticeable when you don't feel well. always asks if you're comfortable; if you need anything; if you'd like her to get you something — all while calling you cute and telling you how happy she'd be to spoil you.

as much as she would love to make coffee to share with you, she opts to make tea instead. she'll make coffee for herself later; you're her top priority right now.

besides — you can always share a cup later, once you feel better.

coaxes you into resting on her lap while you rest. she'll pet your head and run her fingers through your hair until you fall asleep; hums along to the music pom-pom has playing as a sort of makeshift lullaby.

oftentimes finds herself gazing at your face while you sleep.

if the others aren't currently on a trailblazing mission, she'll make sure they don't wake you; and if it's just welt, then—

he left you two alone a while ago.

"you can rest on me until you feel all better, dear~"

⸻ 𝗣𝗘𝗟𝗔

she read a fanfic like this once.

she'd be lying if she said she hadn't fantasized about something similar herself — you, bedridden and relying on her for help and comfort; her, the person you had turned to in your moment of need. there's only one bed for you to share...

when it happens in reality, though — when pela finds you trying to suppress a cough and the way your eyes are just barely unfocused — it's a lot less romantic.

in her head, she often imagined she'd sweep you up into her arms at this point — that was what artem did in that fic, as well — but now, she finds that she's far too worried to do so.

even if your illness isn't anything serious, she knows it's not something to be taken lightly — though you might be on the surface, the eternal freeze is still a problem; being outside in the cold too long runs the risk of making even the smallest cough something much worse.

her usually placid expression turns a little more concerned when she asks what's wrong; and when she offers to let you rest at her place, there's a distinct softness to her voice.

she can't take the entire day off, but she will stay with you for as long as she can; and any moment she has to leave, she assures you she'll be back as soon as she can.

brings you anything you need throughout the day — food, snacks, drinks, medicines. don't worry about paying her back; she wouldn't accept it, anyway.

is — a little embarrassedly — glued to your side once her duties are done for the day. unless you point it out to her, she won't notice until after the fact.

would absolutely love to hold you in her lap. doesn't matter the size difference between the two of you — she'll offer to hold you and will hold her arms out to you until you take her up on it. buries her face into your shoulder when you do <3

would also read her latest work in progress to you — just so long as you promise not to tell anyone about it ever.

"what do you think? for the next part, i'm considering having artem and anna—"

⸻ 𝗦𝗛𝗨𝗦𝗛𝗔𝗡𝗚

whether it be hunting down a bad guy for the cloud knights or carrying an elderly woman's shopping bags home for her, shushang's favorite thing to do is help.

and her favorite person to help is you!

of course, she's not happy about the circumstances of you asking her to buy you a bottle of painkillers, but she is happy that you came to her before anyone else!

did probably panic a little bit at first, though.

when you met during one of her patrol breaks, a grimace on your face and one of your hands pressed to your temple, she launched into a series of questions before she could stop herself — "are you okay? are you hurt? did somebody hurt you? what hap—"

even after you tell her you just have a headache because of a cold you woke up with, the frazzled feeling she has doesn't fully go away.

does insist that you get some rest, though — that was what her ma always told her whenever she didn't feel good. of course, she'd usually be tired from sparring so much... but still! it should definitely still apply here.

she'll walk you back to your house with an arm wrapped around your waist so you can lean on her. she knows you're not that sick — and that you're more than capable of walking on your own — but she does so anyway. it makes her feel useful; and above all else, she really likes how it feels when your head gingerly leans itself on her shoulder.

tucks you into bed before rushing out to go buy you the medicine you asked for you — but not before stopping at the door and running back to your side to give you a little kiss on the cheek <3

stops in periodically to check on you — both whenever she has another break in her patrol schedule, but also whenever she's in the area. as committed as she is to being the best cloud knight as she can be, she can't deny the persistent worry about you that lingers in the back of her mind.

it doesn't fully hit her until her shift ends for the day and all the tension leaves her body when she's able to return permanently to your side. please reassure her that she didn't have anything to worry about :(

cooks for you!! breaks out an old recipe her ma used to make when she got sick. says it'll fix you right up, but also secretly just wants to share it with you <3

"i hope you're starting to feel better... i was really worried about you today."

#☆ノ asks #☆ノ writing #hsr x reader #honkai star rail x reader #honkai star rail imagines #himeko x reader #pela x reader #shushang x reader #hsr imagines #sorry for the wait!! i hope you like these! <3 #also thank you sm for the request! <3

[ihatechosingnames]

So, the most funny quest about getting a Vip Helper at the Museum, other than Hook, is certainly Seele.

First: Even the MC knows about these two so we use Bronya's name to at least get Seele to hear us

Second: we use Bronya's name and happiness to guilt trip Seele in accepting to be a volunteer guide

Facultatively, we can mess around with Seele's application form

Then, we got also Pela on board since she send *Bronya* to give Seele her interview. If the characters could move beyond their given set of movements, it's possible that Stelle would get popcorn for this interview.

Stelle is the number 1 pro-shipper for Bronya and Seele and I will die on this headcanon!!

The intense staring...

the embarrassment of having a third wheel/wingman for both of them

As I said, we can mess with Seele ;)

#honkai star rail #honkai stelle #honkai seele #honkai bronya #bronya x seele #Stelle n1 fan of BronyaxSeele #so much that she'd turn an interview as a possible date #Pela is n2 #for every other interview she was present #now it's Seele's turn and she is “Lady Bronya you should go”

[delsshitposts]

Honkai Star Rail Modern Au where Pela is overworking, hypercompetent head of tech support at Belobog Inc (Name Pending) and Lynx is nature researcher/survivalist girlfriend who is rarely anywhere that resembles civilization

And if that tickles your fancy then I have more

Lynx shows up at Pela's job every so often and drags Pela out onto extended camping trips. Bronya is just happy someone is using Pela's vacation days

It is a known fact that if Pela doesn't answer her phone, she's out with Lynx

If Lynx ever publishes any of her findings in a magazine Pela immediately buys it ASAP

Their most common dating spot is the museum

Pela and Lynx have made multiple journeys to book stores across the city in search of a book Pela wants

Lynx ice skates and takes Pela to do it every winter

Pela always keeps a portable fan and water bottle on her in the summer because she knows Lynx is terrible with heat

Lynx has to regularly enforce a no work rule for Pela on dates and camping trips

Alright that's all I got. I need to go charge my laptop

#honkai star rail #pelageya sergeyevna #lynx landau #pela x lynx #modern au #if you want to use this or add to it feel free

[perfectpuppet]

// the day herta gets ship art im gonna explode. someone please date grandma (would she have any time for you or be able to be a good wife god no but i wanna see her be kissed so sue me)

#offline [ooc] #// all im saying. faruzan genshin if you're out there i think you two would vibe. #// also its also scara vs herta why can't she be his sugar mommy huh. why can't she #// also i grew herta x pela in a lab and i dont want to be the only one drawing it.

[edsonjnovaes]

BOB MARLEY: ONE LOVE 1.2

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[actorsmask]

(Ahanon is currently lounging in their house, reading some random book Ms. Pela had made them beta read for her. Apparently she wrote it and wanted them specifically to speak their thoughts on it.)

Simple plot, but effective, it always got readers on the edge of their seat and makes them yell in frustration for the two to kiss… Heh, boy do I know the… Feeling…

(They immediately sat up, interested at a particular part of the story.)

… Oh my god, Ms. Pela…

The book read: “I do not love him! Your just spouting nonsense now!!!”

His friend stared at him with a deadpan stare. “Yeah, sure, mhm, totally— I’m not going to do this again Sam! You need to stop denying it and delaying or you’ll lose the chances you have of being with him!”

Sam rolled his eyes and stood up. “Like you said, I’m not doing this again either! I do not have any feelings. Period.”

“You didn’t seem like it that one time Garrett got the flu—“”That is beside the point.”

“No it’s not! I’m telling you, running around in circles like this won’t work!”

Sam sighed and walked back to his room, ignoring his friend yelling at him to ‘wake up.’

“… I don’t like him.”

… He admits he’s attractive, but so does everyone else! I mean, everyone likes Gerard! He’s a novel citizen, good work, good pay, good life, good family, and good money!

Sam? He can’t even count the amount of times he’s went to jail! He’s a crook, a criminal, an absolute fool… He and Gerard would never work. Never.

… Sometimes, though, he allows himself to wish.

.

.

.

.

“…ett…rett…”

…

“… Garrett!!!”

Garrett snaps out of his trance and looks back at his friend, who looks at him with a raised eyebrow. “These bags won’t carry themselves lover boy! Help me out!” “Ah, of course, sorry.”

Garrett immediately picked up a few bags and walked alongside his friend, who side-eyed him.

“If you were daydreaming about—“”I was not daydreaming about Sam.” “I didn’t even mention Sam.” “I can already tell you we’re going to bring him up.”

“Basta, tomato tomato.”

Garrett sighed, shaking his head. “I don’t like him, nor love him.”

“Keep telling yourself that.” “I’m serious.”

“And so am I, Garrett.” They said seriously, looking at them with a stern gaze as if they were a parent scolding their child. “You need to reflect seriously, and think about this. You can never just easily put a label like this when it comes to love.”

“I have already thought and reflected, and I can say with full confidence that I do not like Sam.” His friend sighed and kept walking.

“… You won’t be able to be with him forever, Garrett.” This made him stop walking, staring at them as if they had insulted him. “Again, I’m serious. You know how many enemies he has? How many enemies you have? Something could happen to either one of you or even both! And you would never get the chance to talk again.”

This made him stop once again, it made him think. Garrett was rich, sure, but it meant people wanted his money. His family was well known too, which made him even more of a target.

Sam… Sam always landed himself in jail. One day he himself could go too far and get tased by the cops, or worse, shot and killed. Not to mention the amount of people he’s hurt and scammed.

As Garrett was thinking, his friend snapped their fingers to get him out of his trance.

“See what I mean now, Garrett? Both of you are big figures, both well known, which makes an easy target.”

“…” They sighed and put a hand on his shoulder. “You can still wait, but don’t keep each other waiting so long. Both of you have dangerous lives, you might as well spend what little you have left with each other not as rivals, but as lovers.”

…

(The book ended there.)

(Ahanon laughed loudly as they finished reading.)

Oh Ms. Pela, stooping to a new low I see!

(They sigh and place the book down on their table.)

… She asked me how she should end it…

(They said thoughtfully, looking towards an old picture of themself and Sampo, it was… From a really long time ago.)

… I haven’t seen him this happy… For a long time.

Maybe… Maybe I’ll wait and see, then I’ll tell her how the story should end.

#actor’s mask tries to write! #hsr oc #this is my way of saying: #HURRY TF UP #GET OUT OF THE NILE(DENIAL) #YOU KNOW WHO YOU ARE GRRRR #implied sampard #implied gepo #implied Sampo x Gepard #also sorry if it’s bad #I had some intrusive thoughts #if you can’t tell I had Ms. Pela from fan club anon in mind

[definitelynotafurinasimp]

Them reacting to horrible pickup-lines

characters: All Honkai Star Rail Characters (except the kids and Yanqing) x gn!reader

warnings: none

a/n: Someone requested Topaz reacting to a horrible pickup-line. I started thinking about horrible pickup-lines a bit too much and now we’re here.

Anyway, hope you enjoy!

I cannot stress enough how stupid of you it was to even think this was a good idea. Depending on their mood and whether or not you are relevant to whatever agenda they follow, you might escape with nothing but a stern warning and a scornful look. No matter what however, don’t try it again. You will not get off scot free a second time.

Blade

Jingliu

Damn, are you an aircraft engineer? Because whatever sentence you just constructed flew right over their head. Are you joking? Or was either of you suffering from a stroke? It doesn’t matter. Don’t try to explain it, you will undoubtedly make it so much worse. It is best for you if they treat your poor attempt at flirting the same way one might a cryptic message from the gods instead of thinking about it for even a moment longer.

Argenti

Arlan

Bronya

Xueyi

Sushang

Luka

HuoHuo

Lynx

Bravo! Whatever just came out of your mouth will forever be ingrained into their memory, although the reason for it is probably not what you had hoped for. Instead of answering, they just… stare at you until even your least socially adept neuron gets that they were not a fan. For both of yours’ sakes, apologize. And maybe cut it back with the pickup-lines in the future.

Dan Heng

Dr Ratio

Herta

Seele

Fu Xuan

Pela

They don’t have it in their hearts to tell you, but deep down you know your line didn’t pass the vibe-check. Either out of confusion or the simple desire for both of you to just pretend it never happened in the first place, they give you a polite smile and quickly change the topic. Don’t hold it against them, pickup-lines had their charms, but maybe try a bouquet of Flowers next time.

Asta

Welt

Yukong

Hanya

Ruan Mei

Gepard

Natasha

Luocha

That is not a pickup-line. This is a pickup-line. They weren’t about to be outdone at their own game. Pretty savvy when it comes to stringing together the right words themselves they fire back almost immediately, the manner in which they respond enough to make you blink in surprise on its own.

Extra points if it’s somehow worse than yours.

Himeko

Kafka

Argenti

Tingyun

Serval

Whether it’s just an amused chuckle or full-out laughter, you got what you wanted. The thrill of knowing you’d be able to put another skill on your resumeé filling you with enough pride to inflate anyone’s ego… It was your pickup-line they found amusing, wasn’t it?.

Black Swan

Jing Yuan

Guinaifen

Qingque

Topaz

Congratulations, you will never see the day they’ll stop reminding you of your oratory genius. If you change your name, they’ll make it their mission to find you. If you go deaf, they’ll learn sign language. No matter how unpredictable the future was, you get the feeling they’d rather forget their birthday than this.

March 7th

Silverwolf

Sampo

#honkai star rail x reader #black swan x reader #jing yuan x reader #kafka x reader #natasha x reader #welt x reader #luocha x reader #ruan mei x reader #dr ratio x reader #dan heng x reader #march 7th x reader #bronya x reader #blade x reader #jingliu x reader #fu xuan x reader #silver wolf x reader #topaz x reader #argenti x reader #sampo x reader #hanya x reader #serval x reader #himeko x reader

[nian-7]

Honkai Star Rail x gn!reader

✧what they get you for your birthday

✧fluff, platonically or romantically! (any of the minors on this post are strictly to be read platonically.)

Stelle and Caelus love figuring out something to get you together. It comes with some bickering, yes, but! in the end, it'll be something unique they had gotten on one of their trailblazing adventures.

Dan Heng get's you something simple yet sweet. It's something he's sure that you will like and something that you will find use in. It's in your favorite color as well, how'd he know your favorite color? Well.. he may have asked someone just so you wouldn't suspect anything.

March most definitely gets you some sort of hair clip. She loves to see you wear it because it makes her super happy! She probably bought you and her matching ones so you both could wear them together as well.

Himeko, like March, gets you something you can wear. Possibly a necklace or a ring. It depends on what she thinks would suit you more. She takes your interests and dislikes into consideration and ends up picking out something that makes your eyes light up with joy.

You swear that Welt acts like he could care less that it's your birthday until you receive a sweet little card and a box in your room on the Astral Express from him. It's a short and sweet card, the box contains a simple golden colored bracelet. It's simple, yes. Yet, you can't help but smile widely whenever someone asks where you got your pretty bracelet from.

Arlan struggles a little to say the least. He really wants it to be perfect for you. He fears he may get something you dislike or not use. In the end, he settles for a simple note that tells you how much he appreciates you along with a cute keychain to match your phone case.

Asta thinks about it for days in advance. What are your hobbies? Interests? Dislikes? She has so many ideas but, doesn't want to jump on one and have you end up disliking it. She ends up giving you a handmade card, decorated with cute little drawings of things you like. (And Peppy's paw print <3)

Herta never gets to see you in person so she feels bad about how informal it may feel. Either way, she makes a small version of you and her as little dolls! She just wants you to be able to have something in your room that reminds you of her so what better way than to have some little dolls to sit on your nightstand!

(Platonic!) Hook and the moles get together and find something for you! They all go around together, trying to think of something to get you. It's always so sweet, you don't have the heart to turn down whatever gift they end up giving to you :((!

Natasha listens to you so well and yet she gets stumped on what to get you. She does settle on simple flowers for you and ends up seeing something in a store that she'll also buy for you. She enjoys walking into your home and seeing the little trinket she had gotten for you on your table.

Pela gets you a book or story that you'd enjoy. Even if you don't like reading, she tries really hard to find a book that you'll like and gets extremely picky about which book it'll be. You don't like suspenseful stories? Any book with too much suspense, she won't even spare a glance to.

Sampo gets you flowers. It's always a different type every time. You somehow wonder how he's not run out of flowers by now. Sometimes they're even fake so you can keep them around for as long as you want!

Serval buys you a cool piece of clothing! She picks out something that is a mix of something a bit out of your comfort zone yet, still comfortable with wearing. Sometimes, she'll even take you out shopping and let you pick whatever you want!

Bronya fits time into her schedule to go somewhere with you for your birthday. She isn't sure what to buy you so might as well just spend the day with you! She'll buy whatever you may want whether it be food or something you saw in the store window.

(Platonic!) Clara gets so nervous when picking out a birthday gift for you! She asks Svarog for help too. She ends up getting a jacket that matches hers for you but, it's in your favorite color. She hands it to you so sweetly and is pleading to herself that you'll like it.

Gepard is such a sweetheart. He buys you a vase for you to put flowers in and although he wishes he had made it handmade, Serval had advised against that and said he should buy one instead. (The poor guy looked like a dejected puppy for a bit afterwards)

Seele has absolutely no clue what to get you. It's always in the back of her mind that she has no clue what to get you for your birthday and so it ends up being a simple card telling you about her favorite memory with you from that year.

Qingque buys you a game for you to play! It's partly just for her to play with you but! she does try to think about some sort of game that you'd enjoy.

Sushang is super sweet and gets you a plushie for your birthday. A soft plushie of your favorite animal. Whether she made it or not depends on how much time she had before she actually realized how close your birthday was.

Tingyun can get you virtually anything that you want. She straight up asks you what you'd like for your birthday and it always surprises you that she ends up getting that exact thing for your birthday.

(Platonic!) Bailu... She makes you little 'coupons' for her healing services. It's very crudely made with just the simple writing of "Healing Service Coupon" on some poorly cut pieces of paper. Nonetheless, it's a sweet gestures because you can see on her face that she really wants you to take it. (On the back of each of them, theres a little heart she drew, she hopes you won't see it!)

Yanqing gets super excited around your birthday. He's heading to every shop trying to find something that you'll like. He settles on some little trinket he saw that reminded him of you and puts a little ribbon on it so you know it's a present.

Jing Yuan just knows somehow what you want without you ever even telling him. He calls you into his office just so he can bestow the gift upon you. He makes you feel all special too and makes sure it's got your name on the box along with "Happy Birthday" written on it.

please do not repost any of my work without my permission, thank you for reading.

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[moonit3]

Olá! Tudo bem? Espero que sim! Bom, eu conheci seu blog recentemente e me apaixonei! Estou amando sua escrita, seus personagens, etc! Seu trabalho é incrível! Queria saber se você ainda aceita pedidos. Se sim, poderia escrever algo para um alienígena yandere? Com o leitor encontrando esse ser estranho e cuidando dele em sua fazenda, tendo que mantê-lo escondido dos olhos do público para que o alienígena yandere não seja capturado.

Obrigada pela atenção. Continue seu trabalho; ele alegra os dias/noites de muitas pessoas, certeza! Obs: desculpe por não escrever em inglês. Sou um pouco insegura.

Um abraço :)

um abraço pra você também anon! sim sou brasileira 🇧🇷. não tem problema nenhum em fazer pedidos em outra língua se ficar nervosa(o) em escrever em inglês. eu gostei muito da sua ideia em fazer um alien obcecado com a leitora(o).

FROM ANOTHER WORLD

➥ warnings/notices: yandere, exophilia, mentioned deaths, gn! reader, licking, biting, blood, alien has a tail.

➥ yandere! alien x gn! reader

➥ synopsis: like every small town, there is something weirdly awful about the one you live and you are the only one who knows why.

➥ a/n: got a little struck on this one as I found the concept of yandere alien really cool (￣∇￣) and i originally wanted to write about an alien parasite stealing someone’s body to get closer to the reader, but then i lost the draft :( so i wrote this instead and i felt proud of this one. so enjoy guys!

it’s been already three months that your entire routine has changed. instead of waking up five-thirty in the morning to help around the farm, you began waking up five am just to prepare food to the new resident of the family’s farm, one that only you have knowledge of it.

“kurt.” you whisper as you make your way inside to a separate part of the barn, behind the large yellow door, where none truly comes as it’s become forget in recently years. “I brought you food.”

the mention of food makes the large creature raise from the ground. standing a little higher than 6’0 feet and eyes everywhere in his dark figure, kurt became your best friend since his the arrival at planet earth three months ago.

you place a bunker full of meat that was supposed to be wast as it didn’t got sold at the local market in the beginning of the week, “enjoy your meal, kurt.” with that, the alien start eating it like there is no tomorrow. his sharp teeth chewing the beef brought memories of your younger siblings refusing to cut the meat when little. isn’t he adorable?

it didn’t took much time to kurt finished devouring the meat and so, you are ready to leave to start for today, but he holds you back by one of his long arms. kurt doesn’t want you to leave him, the sounds of purring coming from him says all, he wants you to stay here.

“oh, kurt.” a smile form on your lips while you patted his head, not able to contain your emotions seeing how his multiple eyes look sad that you are leaving him. “i can’t stay! mom and dad will notice that i’m gone if I don’t start working soon.”

another sound comes from his throat, one that you know that comes from sadness with his eyes keeping staring at you, it’s reminds of a stray animal who wants to be adopted. but his grip on your arm got harder and brought you back to reality, reminding that kurt isn’t a cute cat, rather an alien who sharp teeth can easily kill you.

feeling his breath growing deeper, you have to be careful to not upset him and prevent the barn to become a mess like last time when you made him angry. kurt almost escape from the barn to hurt a random guy who he thought that was hurting you. so you have to carefully around him.

“w-well, i can ask father and mother to give me a rest for today.” the grip on your arm was relieved, but it will leave a mark for how stronger kurt hold you. “just wait here, okay?”

more happy noises comes from kurt’s throat before you left the barn to speak with your parents, and after a couple of minutes you’ve return to the barn, but this time with a more casual outfit in contrast of the clothes you were wearing before.

without losing a second, kurt used his long tail to bring you closer and then hug you from behind. feeling his breath behind your ears and his arms suddenly around your waist makes you freeze on the spot, trying to not panicking as you feel he is going to do something you won’t like it.

“k-kurt?” you look up to see his smile growing, showing his sharp teeth and tongue approaching your face, it’s long and purple. suddenly, you try to get away from his touch, only to be hold still on his lap with his tail preventing you to get away. “d-don’t hurt me—“

you couldn’t finish your words, not when kurt covered your lips with one of his hands and bit your neck. it’s hurts like hell, you can’t even scream in an attempt to cease the pain away, making your body trembling as kurt lick the blood away.

the sounds of crying and screaming become fainted after minutes of kurt holding you on his arms and tail, not bothering to stop licking your neck, where a mark of teeth now exists and it’s despite how bad it’s look, isn’t that deep. and when he finally stop doing it, kurt notice how bad your state is.

mostly of your shirt is dirty by blood and your face is full of dried tears that ruined your looks that you did earlier today. oh, he messed up.

kurt began snuggling his head against your shoulder, trying to gain a positive reaction from you and using his tail to tickle your skin under your shirt. ultimately failing in making you feel better, kurt didn’t know what to do other than keeping you into his arms to make you feel better.

somehow, you could feel your eyelids getting heavier and heavier as the sounds of kurt’s purring began again, making you closer you eyes and dream about tomorrow. seeing your sleeping form brought relief to him, with you resting in his arms must mean that you feel comfortable around his presence.

“[name]…” he repeat your name, kurt listened it when other humans come over your house to a stay the night there. he remembers seeing you wearing that outfit that barely hide your body. would you let him see how you look underneath those vests? “Mine…”

he hopes to one day come back to his planet with you at his side, kurt knows that his family will love to meet someone so kind like you.

@moonit3 writings

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[nomazee]

keep my blankets warm and my name in your mouth

after a night of soaring through belobog's liquor, you finally face the consequences of it on the floor of your hotel room. thankfully, dan heng has experience with taking care of idiots (i.e. you)

dan heng x gn reader — drunkenness, sweet and sappy and sarcastic, dan heng is probably ooc, reader is trailblazer but this is set vaguely in canon & lore doesn't matter, stupid people who love each other but never say it, are they dating or are they toeing the line of cohabitation in the middle of a hotel room?

sequel here

notes: oh gawsh hey guys... yeah yeah it's been forever since i posted but i giggled at all the requests i miss and then instead of doing those i wrote this, but TRUST i am getting back to all of you in a timely manner i love you all thank you so much for sticking with me, i'm coming out with a follower event once i hit 1k (soon) so be excited! love you guys and enjoy

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Dan Heng is an awful caretaker, really, and you should’ve known this because of his deadpan and often awkward nature. It just never really occurred to you until he’s truly saddled with taking care of a living, breathing thing—i.e., you, drunk and vomiting into a trash can after a spree through Belobog’s bars. 

In your defense, having no memories means having no experiences to your name (other than everything you’ve been through on the Express so far, which is maybe more near-death experiences than you’d like to have), and you heard that being drunk was just something everybody experiences at least once. 

Then, Pela texted you that one time asking for quick tips to sober up, and it dawned on you that you don't even know what that feels like, and then—who cares, really, you don’t have half a mind to think of your tragic pre-drunk backstory when you’re trying not to die of embarrassment as Dan Heng maneuvers you in a way that won’t get vomit on your clothes. 

The cold tiles of the Goethe Hotel en suite bathroom aren’t enough to bring you to full awareness, so you let Dan Heng ragdoll you into kneeling over the trash can and pull any dangling accessories away from your, um, line of fire. 

“Why would you guys let me do this?!” you wail in disbelief, trying to hold back a mouthful of bile but ultimately failing as you cough into the bin again. You’re truly betrayed at the thought that your closest friends wouldn’t warn you of things like alcohol poisoning, and pacing yourself, and how many drinks is too many drinks. 

“I didn't let you do anything,” your friend retorts, because he’s evil and mean and awful at comforting you, “I told you it would be a bad idea. You’re the one that still went out.” 

“Did I puke in front of everyone?” 

Dan Heng pauses, which is always a bad sign. It means he’s thinking, really thinking about what to say. “At the very least, you puked in the snow and not inside the restaurant.” 

A desperate wailing noise escapes you yet again. Life is cruel, and Dan Heng is crueler. He should’ve told a sweet little white lie and you would’ve been none the wiser and a lot less mortified. “Himeko laughed so hard when we found you that Welt had to make her leave.” 

“Just kill me,” you whisper into the trash can, full of your hopes and dreams and the remnants of your dinner and drinks. “I can’t go back to the Express. Execute me and give me a gentle death.” 

“No need to be dramatic,” he says, annunciating his words in that odd little way he does, and it makes you want to kiss him and read a dictionary to you, cover to cover. “You need to drink water, and then brush your teeth. I don’t trust you showering right now so you have to wait until the morning.” 

“Oh, Dan Heng,” you keen, with the grief of a spouse watching their partner go off to war, “you don’t even want to wash my hair for me?! You just think I’m— I’m a drunken slob!” 

“Be quiet,” he commands through his teeth, embarrassment warming him up—you can feel it, the way the tips of his fingers go a little bit warm from where they rest on your shoulder and the side of your face. “You— I don’t think that. You need to brush your teeth.” 

You definitely are not brushing your teeth tonight. You tell Dan Heng as much but he just rolls his eyes and compromises with a travel-sized bottle of mouthwash that he pulls from the cabinet under the sink. He’s so prepared. Or maybe that’s just the hotel staff. Regardless. 

You rinse your mouth out once you’re fine enough to let Dan Heng pull you up to your feet and rest you against the counter of the sink. He has to remind you multiple times to not swallow the mouthwash, and you bat at him childishly for thinking you’d ever do such a thing—except, you definitely would have drinken down an entire mouthful if he didn't say anything. You can’t bear to look at your reflection in the mirror. You just pray to whatever Aeon is listening that there’s no awful stains on your clothes, and that you don’t smell so terrible that Dan Heng goes running the minute he lets go of your arm. 

“Where’s March?” you whine out as he leads you from the bathroom to the main hotel room, trying to gently set you down on your bed but giving up once you immediately fall into it like an ungraceful rock. “She would be so much nicer. You’re mean. Do I smell bad?” 

“I’m not mean,” he tells you, sure of himself and the twist of his mouth as he avoids looking you right in the eyes. “You don’t smell. You need to go to bed. And lay on your side.” Petulantly, and not without some kicks of your legs and flails of your arms, you find yourself situated under the sheets of the hotel bed, sock somehow off your feet now as Dan Heng pulls the blankets right up to your shoulders. 

“I’m on my side now. Do I get a reward?”

“Why would you need a reward?” 

A disgruntled tsk escapes you and you look up at Dan Heng with an exasperated expression. It’s pitiful enough to guilt him into kneeling down beside your bed so that he’s at eye level with you. “Because I went through so much tonight,” you slur out, words starting to mix with each other as a result of your remaining drunkenness and the exhaustion of the night hitting you. “I’ll take a, um— a gold star, or something.” 

“I can give you a cup of water in the morning.” 

Another dreadful wail escapes you. You’ve never faced evil more potent than Dan Heng, and by the stupid twinge of a smile on his face, he knows what he’s doing. You hate how endearing he is, and how he dangles little treasures like this in front of you. You’re brought back to the heat of his fingers from earlier, the gentle touches he left on your shoulders as he let you puke your guts out without even flinching. As much as you joke, you know Dan Heng’s kindness comes from a lack of evil. Comes from a supporting weight against your arms, comes from travel-size mouthwash, comes from staying in your hotel room until you fall asleep and double-checking that you’re on your side. 

In the morning, you’ll take the cup of water, and you’ll take him out for breakfast, too.

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#dan heng x reader #hsr x reader #honkai x reader #honkai star rail x reader #hsr fanfic #dan heng hsr x reader #dan heng fanfic #how do i tag guys i keep forgetting #fun fact this was supposed to be another dan heng and march fic but then i thought i was reusing tropes (i will reuse them again adn agaian #oh gawsh... i love march #hsr x you #honkai star rail x you #honkai star rail fanfic #dan heng x you #dan heng fluff #hsr fluff #me when i ramble on a google doc and then use spellcheck and then call it a day

[twentyninth]

❝ 𝐣𝐮𝐬 𝐰𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝟐 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐧 𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤 ❞ hsr x reader

old ask + reupload >_o, idrk what context is there to this.. welt thrizt!!1!

☆ NO CUZ I SWEAR i dont see enough posts talking about talking about welt bby beng so tall.. cuz i have welt on my account and i compared him to npc pela and DAMN.... pela is like 5'2-5'4 if i remember and she was like the height of where his stomach was hahhashdasjdsdn!!!!

just seeing how large his hands were from yours, you could only imagine how they'd feel inside, while he could barely even move when 2 of his fingers are inside your hole, it already feels like he's been fucking you with his fingers alone for hours..

like i just know that man would love to just have you on his lap, just seeing how you and your body reacting to his long fingers <33 u did mention how you liked that about him anyway

could be stressed and like balls deep in you, and almost too tired to carry on with the moment till he sees your belly bulge, seeing how deep his dick is inside you aaa!!! his energy is back time to plow u all night hahah1!!!111!

literally fell in love with the way you can even barely wrap your arms around his waist, and the way you need him to bend down so that you can give him a proper kiss!! it's so cute to him!!

would. AND I MEAN HE WILL CARRY YOU BY THE WAIST AND ONTO HIS COCK CUZ THINK ABOUT IT...

#29th. royalty!! #hsr #hsr smut #hsr x reader #hsr x you #hsr x y/n #honkai star rail #welt yang #welt yan #welt yang smut #welt x reader #hsr welt #welt yang x you #welt yang x reader #honkai star rail smut #honkai star rail x reader #star rail #honaki star rail #honkai star rail x you #star rail x #star rail x reader #star rail x you

[creads]

⭐️ you can be the boss. fem!reader x esteban kukuriczka

🪐 minha masterlist

» cw: smut! por favor só interaja se for +18. age gap; kuku!dilf e amigo do pai; thigh riding; nipple play; choking; orgasm denial; muita dirty talk; degradação + dumbification + praise; oral m recieving; face fucking; face slapping; masturbação masc e fem; cum eating; hair pulling; corruption kink; uma cuspida na boca só 🤭.

» wn: [alexa toque you can be the boss de lana del rey] espero que vocês gostem, lobinhas divas 💋🐺. inclusive, eu escrevi isso imaginando a leitora bemmm patricinha & cocotinha, acho que deixa o cenário mais saboroso hihihi

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Enquanto esperava o elevador chegar, se olhava no espelho da portaria, passa a mão no vestido para desamassar algumas partes e confere se a maquiagem estava bonita. Não se preparava apenas fisicamente, também psicologicamente, sabia que ia ouvir as mesmas perguntas a noite toda: Como vai a faculdade? Pretende seguir os passos do seu pai? Era mais um jantar que seus pais tinham organizado no apartamento deles para comemorar algo da empresa, e você tinha certeza que seria entediante que nem todos os outros.

As portas do elevador se abrem, você entra e aperta o botão do 19º andar. E antes das portas se fecharem novamente, você escuta uma voz masculina: “Segura a porta por favor.” Instantaneamente aperta o botão de manter as portas abertas para que o dono da voz, até então desconhecida, consiga entrar no elevador.

Observa o loiro entrar, com uma garrafa de vinho nas mãos. Que sorte a sua de ser uma menina que segura a porta do elevador para estranhos.

Esteban é um amigo do seu pai, você o viu pela primeira vez quando ainda tinha 17 anos, também em um dos jantares da empresa dos seus pais, a qual ele tinha sido recentemente contratado. Não tinha como não reparar nele, seu pai o usava exemplo: era um estrangeiro e com 30 e poucos anos já tinha três graduações, era trilíngue, genial no trabalho e tinha uma família linda, uma bebezinha de alguns aninhos de idade e uma esposa - um pouco antipática - mas bem sucedida também.

Mas fato do homem viver na sua mente desde que o conheceu não tem nada a ver com o fato dele ser um dos melhores funcionários do seu pai, e sim por ele ser o homem mais gostoso que você já viu. Por esse motivo, nunca mais visitou o escritório do pai desarrumada, só caso veja ele, e pra piorar: parece que toda vez que você o vê está mais bonito, envelhece como vinho.

— Boa noite, Sr Kukuriczka. — Você o cumprimenta, educada.

— Boa noite, querida. Tudo bem com você?

— Tudo sim.

Agora, já com 20 e poucos anos e estudando em outra cidade, fazia bastante tempo que não o via. A última vez que você ouviu notícia de Esteban foi há meses atrás, em uma ligação com a sua mãe, ela comentou que ele ia ser promovido. “Que bom pra ele, mãe” você ficou feliz, mas ficou ainda mais quando ouviu: “Pois é, ainda mais agora que ele divorciou da esposa, tadinho, ficar solteiro com quase 40 anos não é fácil”.

— Você- — O loiro tentou preencher o silêncio do elevador, mas foi interrompido pelo lugar balançando, as luzes se piscaram algumas vezes e voltaram a funcionar logo após, mas o elevador não.

Você bufa, tinha ouvido recentemente seus pais reclamando que o síndico não faz nada para mudar o elevador velho do prédio. — Você é claustrofóbico, Sr. Kukuriczka? — Pergunta para o homem, tranquila, não tinha medo de elevadores. Além disso, a companhia é muito agradável, poderia ser pior.

— Não. — Ele responde, calmo também, enquanto olha para os botões do elevador.

— Que bom. — Você diz, enquanto se senta no chão.

— Ué, cade o botão de ligar pra portaria? — Ele parece confuso. Que tipo de elevador não tem botão de ligar pra portaria?

— Esse elevador é velho, não tem nem câmera, muito menos botão pra portaria. O negócio é esperar mesmo — Você responde o homem e aponta para os cantos superiores do lugar apertado. Apoia a cabeça na parede atrás de você e fecha os olhos.

Ele respira fundo, passa as mãos pelos cabelos levemente grisalhos, fala “tá bem, então” baixinho e se senta ao seu lado.

— Sabe que você pode me chamar de Esteban, né? — Ele te informa, já que vão ficar presos juntos no elevador, não tem porque manter a formalidade. Ele te vê sorrir e concordar com a cabeça, e logo retoma: — Bem, como está a faculdade? — Ele vira o rosto para fazer contato visual, sorri educado como quem diz “se estamos aqui sozinhos, vamos conversar, né?”

— Um pouco estressante, você sabe como é.

— Sim claro, mas é importante que você se distraia também, são anos que passam muito rápido. Eu, por exemplo, me casei muito jovem, quase não tive a experiência universitária. Me aventurei muito pouco quando tinha sua idade. — Ele responde, e você não consegue conter um sorriso, acha bonitinho o jeito que ele te dá o conselho.

— Aventurar em que sentido? — Você pergunta, rindo, ficou curiosa pra saber se ele estava se referindo à “aventura” que você pensava.

— Ah, no sentido romântico. — Ele ri de volta.

— Você quer dizer pegar gente da faculdade? — Você diz entre risadinhas. Achou engraçado a escolha de palavras. Ele ri junto com você enquanto afirma com a cabeça. — Esteban, e você acha que eu faço esse tipo de coisa? — O tom é exagerado, finge que se sentiu ofendida.

— Boba, não foi isso que eu quis dizer. — Ele responde com bom humor, os olhinhos ficam menores enquanto ele sorri. Que homem lindo, meu Deus…

Suspira e diz: “Eu sei, tô só brincando… Mas, se te conforta, não é lá grandes coisas, você não perdeu nada.”

— Ah não? Por que isso?

— Ah, sei lá, não gosto de ficar com caras da faculdade, são muito novinhos, inexperientes… — Você diz isso com o intuito de testar as águas, não queria partir pra cima dele que nem uma desesperada, queria ser sútil para que, na pior das hipóteses, ele poderia mudar de assunto e fingir que não entendeu o que você quis dizer. Mas, porra, precisava muito dele, numa intensidade que nunca precisou de mais ninguém; e sabe que essa é a única oportunidade que vai ter.

— É mesmo? — O tom dele revela que está genuinamente supreso, imaginava que você só pegava os playboyzinhos da faculdade. Mas os olhos dele, que te medem de cima para baixo, revelam que ele ficou feliz em saber que isso não é o caso.

— Aham, mas isso eu digo por mim, gosto dos mais velhos… — Com o rosto virado para o dele, faz questão de tombar a cabecinha para o lado enquanto diz isso, olha para o homem meiga, fazendo charme.

— Nossa. Não esperava isso de você.

— E por que não? — Ao dizer isso, você vira gira seu tronco que estava encostado na parede para a direção do mais velho ao seu lado, coloca uma coxa sobre a outra de forma estratégica para seu vestido subir um pouquinho ao mesmo tempo que fica mais perto do homem, sugestiva.

— Você é tão delicadinha, um cara mais velho te arruinaria. — O homem luta contra a vontade, mas não consegue evitar, olha intensamente para suas coxas expostas, você chega a sentir a pele queimando.

— E se eu quiser ser arruinada? — Você diz em um tom sedutor, e coloca sua perna sobre a coxa do homem, a ação faz com que seu vestido suba mais ainda. Pelo jeito que ele te come com os olhos, tem certeza que ele quer isso tanto quanto você, só precisa de um empurrãozinho.

Ele observa sua perna exposta sobre a dele, pertinho da virilha, mas se força a olhar pro teto, respira pesado. Ele é inteligente, sabe muito bem o que você está insinuando, mas sabe que não deveria engajar com essa sua fantasia, por mais que, nesse exato momento - te vendo tão exibidinha só pra ele - não tem nada que queira mais que isso, se sente que nem um adolescente ao lutar contra o tesão que só cresce. Passa as mãos grandes pelo cabelo em frustração, depois no rosto, elas param no queixo. Ele tenta se agarrar ao resto de sensatez que ainda tem na cabeça — Você… É terrível… —

— Eu? Por que? — Pergunta em falsa inocência, e morde o lábio fraquinho ao ver que ele tá quase mordendo a isca.

— Você é filha do meu chefe, e amigo. — O olhar volta para sua coxa exposta. Pensava como isso era errado, e como você era gostosa.

— E? Ele não tá aqui, tá? — Ao dizer isso, você ousa mais um pouquinho: coloca a mão dele na sua perna, e com a sua sobre a dele, aperta a carne. Vê ele soltar o ar pela boca, morde o lábio enquanto balança um não com a cabeça. Você só piora a bagunça na mente dele quando coloca a mão na bochecha do homem, sentindo a barba ralinha na palma da mão, e vira o rosto dele em sua direção. Dá um selinho demorado nos lábios rosadinhos, mas se afasta para olhar a carinha dele, diz: “Dale, Esteban, você mesmo disse que se aventurou pouco, aproveita agora”.

Se aproxima de novo dos lábios do homem, mas não completa o contato. Quem faz isso é Esteban, que coloca uma mão na sua nuca e te puxa para perto, te beija. Você solta um suspiro de alívio, principalmente por sentir que a língua dele dentro da sua boca é melhor ainda do que você sonhou e fantasiou por tanto tempo. Ele se quebra o beijo, mas continua pertinho da sua boca e mantém a outra mão que estava na sua coxa por lá mesmo, aperta a carne macia de levinho com os dedos.

— Você quer que eu te arruine, é? — Ele pergunta, decidido.

— Aham…

A mão grande que tocava na sua coxa se encaixa atrás do seu joelho, como um gancho, e te coloca montada na perna dele de forma bruta. As mãos viajam para a sua coxa, e lentamente sobem para a sua bunda, a apertando quando finalmente chega lá. — Me mostra o quanto você quer, então. — Olha nos seus olhos enquanto te aproxima para mais perto, te forçando a roçar contra a coxa coberta pela calça social. Você solta um gemido com a fricção e, quando sente ele mover seus quadris para trás, outro. Com uma mão, o loiro agarra sua nuca e te puxa para um beijo, a outra continua te guiando, para que você não pare de roçar contra ele.

As mãos dele trocam de lugar: uma vai para os seus cabelos, puxando eles de leve, a outra termina de puxar para baixo a alcinha do vestido que estava caindo, e depois, aperta um de seus mamilos expostos. Nesse momento, você já mexia os quadris por conta própria, já tonta de tanto prazer.

— Que lindinha, agora eu entendi por que vai no escritório toda arrumadinha quando eu tô lá. Era isso que você queria, nena? Se esfregar na minha coxa até gozar? — Ele diz enquanto abaixa a cabeça para que possa colocar seu mamilo dentro da boca, chupa seu biquinho enquanto a mão aperta seu seio.

— Esteban…

— Se tivesse me falado antes que os caras da sua faculdade não te tratam que nem uma vagabunda do jeito que você quer, eu teria resolvido isso pra você muito antes… Tadinha… — Ele só interrompe a frase para mudar de peito que recebia a atenção, mas no outro, até então negligenciado, dá mordidinhas no mamilo além de chupá-lo.

Você nem sabe o que era pra ser a frase incoerente que sai da sua boca, perde toda noção que tinha na cabeça quando ouve ele falar essas coisas enquanto brinca com seus biquinhos sensíveis, se desmonta em cima dele. Para piorar, recebe três tapinhas - fortinhos, até - no rosto, ele faz isso para chamar sua atenção.

— Não fica burrinha não, fala que nem menina inteligente. Tá gostoso, perrita? — As mãos que subiram até seu rosto para te dar tapas permanecem lá, ele segura seu queixo para que você seja forçada a manter o contato visual, você poderia gozar ali mesmo, só de ver o jeito que ele te olha e o sorrisinho cinico no rosto: ele gosta de falar essas coisas tanto quanto você gosta de ouvi-las.

— Muito…

— Quem te vê nem pensa que você é tão putinha assim, olha o que você tá fazendo… Tá molhando minha coxa toda. — A mão dele desce para seu pescoço, te enforca de levinho.

— Esteban…

— Ainda bem que a calça é preta né, nena? Que vergonha seria se todo mundo pudesse ver a bagunça que você fez na minha perna… — Quando as mãos apertam seu pescoço com mais força, sente que não consegue adiar mais seu orgasmo.

— Esteban… Eu vou… — Quando anuncia que está prestes a gozar, sente a sua perna ser levantada: é retirada de cima da coxa do homem. Fica sentada no chão, com o corpo molinho sem entender o que aconteceu.

— Ajoelha e abre a boca. — Ele diz enquanto desfaz o cinto que segurava as calças, depois desfaz os botões e retira o membro duro de dentro da cueca, tudo isso enquanto te observa atentamente, acha bonitinho sua cara de quem está desesperada por ele. Apesar de você obedecê-lo, decide te enrolar um pouquinho mais: se masturba lentamente antes de entrar na sua boca, só pra te provocar mais um pouquinho. — Língua pra fora. — Ele manda, e você naturalmente obedece. As mãos grandes param no seu cabelo, ele segura as suas mechas com força e esfrega a cabecinha rosada contra a sua língua, os dois gemem em satisfação.

Antes dele se colocar todo na sua boca, se afasta, e antes que você pudesse protestar contra a interrupção, o homem se curva e cospe dentro dela enquanto segura seu queixo, bruto. "Não engole, é pra facilitar o trabalho" diz, cínico, enquanto volta para a posição anterior e guia o pau para dentro da sua boca: primeiro coloca só a cabecinha e não segura um gemido quando te sente chupar a região. Com as mãos agarrando seu cabelo, o homem consegue mover sua cabeça para frente e para trás, e cada vez te traz para mais perto da virilha, começa devagarinho, mas sente seu discernimento ir embora quando seu nariz finalmente encosta na base, você o engoliu todo. Começa, então, a mexer os próprios quadris, enquanto imobiliza sua cabeça ao segurar seu cabelo pela base.

Ele é grande, então você sente os olhos lacrimejarem um pouco, mas se empenha pra agradá-lo, faz questão de olhar pra ele enquanto ele fode sua boca.

— Que buena niña… Tão boazinha… — Quando o homem fala a frase misturando o espanhol e português, dita em uma voz rouca e grave que sai entre gemidos, a umidade nas suas pernas se torna impossível de ignorar, por isso, desce com os dedos para dentro da calcinha, no início, só aplica um pouco de pressão para se aliviar, mas não adianta. Discretamente, começa a se tocar e enfia um dedo, mas Esteban percebe, claro, os olhos dele não deixaram você por nenhum segundo.

— Olha só pra você, bebita… Imagina se seu pai pudesse ver isso, hm? O amigo dele fudendo a boquinha da princesinha dele... Acho que da próxima vez que ele me chamar pra fumar um charuto e reclamar que você ainda não arrumou um namorado, vou falar que é porque você tá ocupada demais mamando o amigo dele.

Você solta um gemido, abafado pelo pau do homem entrando e saindo da sua boca de forma rápida, ríspida. Excitada com as palavras degradantes, involuntariamente mexe os dedos mais rapidamente, desesperada. Fecha os olhos de prazer, é muita coisa acontecendo. Sente o homem se retirar de dentro da sua boca, e logo após recebe um tapa na bochecha, a ardência só intensifica o tesão, e o jeito que o homem te adverte mais ainda: "Mirame cuando te hablo." Luta contra o prazer e se força a abrir os olhos de novo, olha para o homem acima de você.

Ele se enfia novamente dentro da sua boca, e não perde tempo em voltar a fuder sua boca de novo. — Que bonitinha, nem chia quando leva tapa na cara, é porque você gosta, né? É uma vagabunda muito boazinha mesmo... E ainda enfia os dedinhos na buceta só porque gosta de ser tratada que nem uma cachorrinha por cara mais velho… — Ele diz e estala a língua em um sinal de reprovação. — Que coisa feia, nena...

Você geme em volta do pau que maltrata sua boquinha, as vibrações misturadas com ele atingindo o fundo da sua garganta arrancam um gemido do homem: “Porra…” ele solta baixinho.

— E se eu contar pra todo mundo naquele jantar que você é uma vagabunda, hm? Que não consegue levar porra na boca sem gozar nos seus próprios dedos, que nem uma perrita desesperada.

Como se estivessem conectados, os quadris de Esteban começam a se mover de uma forma mais desengonçada ao mesmo tempo que você experiência seu orgasmo, os seus gemidos altos são abafados pelo pau que entra e sai da sua boca, e a vibração que eles causam ao redor dele faz Esteban gozar no fundo da sua garganta. Ele se retira lentamente da sua boca enquanto ainda goza, pelo simples motivo de querer ver a porra dele na sua língua antes que você engula tudo.

— Abre, deixa eu ver. — Ele demanda, ofegante. Ele nem precisou especificar que queria ver o líquido branquinho antes de ser engolido, é como se você tivesse lido a mente dele. Coloca a língua suja para fora, até põe a mão embaixo do queixo para não correr o risco de sujar seu vestido. Antes que ele pudesse mandar você engolir, você já faz isso, e abre a boca de novo para mostrá-lo. O peito do rapaz sobe e desce rápido, ele dá um sorrisinho enquanto se abaixa para te dar um selinho nos lábios. — Que menina boazinha você é, muito bem. — Diz com um tom de satisfação antes de selar os lábios no seu.

Você se levanta do chão com a ajuda dele. Ele passa as mãos no seu cabelo numa tentativa de arrumar o que ele bagunçou, com um sorrisinho bobo no rosto que te dá a entender que ele gostou tanto quanto você, e que isso vai acontecer de novo, muitas vezes ainda. Você sorri de volta.

Sentem o elevador balançar, e se arrumam na medida do possível para que ninguém suspeite de nada quando chegarem na festa. Fazem um bom trabalho, as roupas e cabelos finalmente arrumados dão a impressão que nada aconteceu dentro daquele elevador. O elevador finalmente chega no 19º andar, e vocês dois saem como se nada tivesse acontecido dentro dele. Caminham em direção a porta do apartamento em que o jantar ocorre, e antes que você pudesse apertar a campainha, Esteban põe a mão na sua bochecha e vira seu rosto em direção do dele, só para roubar um beijo.

— Pronto, agora pode apertar.

Segundos depois de pressionar o botão, seu pai abre a porta e fica feliz em ver vocês dois.

— Finalmente! Por que demoraram tanto?

— Você acredita que ficamos presos no elevador? — Você responde, com um sorriso no rosto, a fim de fingir naturalidade.

— Que absurdo, não consertaram ainda? Já estava morrendo de preocupação de vocês não terem chegado ainda, e com razão! Esse elevador é velho demais, um perigo.

Esteban ri educado da preocupação do seu pai com vocês, e responde mais educado ainda:

— Imagina, não foi nada, tinha uma ótima companhia. Sua filha é uma menina muito boa.

#esteban kukuriczka smut #esteban kukuriczka #esteban kukuriczka x reader #lsdln x reader #cwrites #lsdln cast

[xexyromero]

Xexy, eu te imploro, faz um headcanon dos meninos como pai de menina 🙏🙏

wn: talvez eu morra

meninos do cast x pai de menina

fem!reader headcanon

tw: muito fofo cuidado

enzo:

primeira coisa que fez quando descobriu que ia ser pai foi colocar aquelas cadeirinhas de bebê na traseira da bike. quando descobriu que era menina, colocou uns adesivos de girl power e you go girl.

inclusive, é super contra essa coisa estereotipada de menina rosa com bonecas e exigiu que o enxoval fosse bem neutro, com bichinhos, e procurou uma educação mais livre.

é pai estilo montesori com o quarto todo adaptado.

faz de tudo pra ser o pai mais presente do mundo, mas, como o trabalho exige que ele viaje muito e fique um pouco ausente, deixa mimos e presentinhos escondidos pela casa antes de ir - pra filha ir achando um todo dia, se fazendo presente.

gosta de assistir filme e desenho com a neném, mas prefere atividades ao ar livre. isso não impede que ele saiba todos os nomes dos amigos da hello kitty. ou saber recitar todo o pequena seria de trás pra frente só pra ver a filha sorrir.

agustín:

é o maior bobo de todos os tempos: guarda cada coisinha que a filha o presenteia, inclusive flores secas e desenhos indecifráveis.

chora na apresentação de dia dos pais da escola com o sorriso mais bobo do mundo. todo ano. e vai chorar quando for mostrar o vídeo da apresentação pra outras pessoas.

tem uma tatuagem com a inicial da neném, tamanho do pezinho e da primeira vez que ela escreveu te amo pra ele.

apesar de ter sim um caminho mais estereotipado, com bonecas e lacinhos e vestidinhos, ele apoia muito a liberdade da filha e deixa ela sempre à vontade pra se expressar como quiser.

é daqueles pais que dá muito apoio a tudo que a filha se propõe a fazer: vai levar pras aulas de dança, de skate, de bateria, de piano, de qualquer coisa. e vai achar ela a melhor da turma, sempre.

fran:

é o pai mais carinhoso do mundo - se não está abraçando a menina, está com ela no braço. enche de beijinho, abraço, eu te amos e você é linda.

gosta de fazer penteados até na época que o cabelo é super duper ralinho.

inclusive, é daqueles que compra roupas fashion pra bebê e criança. a menina é um luxo, anda sempre o mais atualizada e antenada com as tendências possíveis. param a rua. ainda mais quando eles resolvem sair combinando.

convidado número um e vip dos chás da tarde e brincadeiras de boneca. e ele entra na brincadeira mesmo, viu? cria personagem com história e tudo.

adora fazer a hora da dança.

matías:

quase caiu pra trás quando descobriu que ia ser pai? sim. mas assumiu desde o primeiro momento e chorou um pouquinho quando descobriu que ia ser menina.

tem a mesma idade mental da filha, então se dão super bem.

isso significa que ele também birra quando ela desobedece ou faz algo que ele não gosta. é muito engraçado.

deixa ela rabiscar ele todinho, encher de adesivo, cortar cabelo com tesoura e maquiar ele com aquelas maquiagens de criança. os dois adoram.

bebê quer? papai dá. faz todas as vontades e todos os quereres. mas tenta explicar que faz porque quer e pode, porque ela é uma menina educada ou porque fez algo de bom. ele mima, mas tenta evitar que ela se torne mimada.

kuku:

é aquele estilo de pai que, caso a filha comente que gosta de maçã, aparece no dia seguinte com 20 maçãs de baixo do braço com a maior naturalidade possível.

é apaixonado pela filha. cheio de fotos dela no celular, na geladeira, em porta retratos. mostra inclusive pra estranhos quando tem oportunidade.

primeiro da fila de todas as apresentações que ela resolva fazer na vida. e o primeiro a aplaudir de pé.

são super grudadinhos e ela sempre corre pros braços dele quando se sente mal, doente ou ameaçada. é um grude só.

adoram assistir filme juntos e toda sexta-feira é dia de cinema em casa.

pipe:

pai de menina daqueles que sai na rua usando blusa escrito pai de menina com a menina em questão nos braços.

leu e releu oitenta vezes vários livros sobre os cuidados e particularidades de ser pai de menina.

inclusive, sabia mais sobre menstruação que a própria mãe no sentido técnico da coisa.

chora se ela se machuca ou se é machucada. é horrível quando ela tem que fazer exame porque pipe não se aguenta de tanto chorar, atrapalhando todo mundo no processo.

fez uma mini cozinha pra ele e sua mini querida cozinharem omeletes e pratos simples juntos. deixa ela ter a maior autonomia possível.

#enzo vogrincic x reader #enzo vogrincic #agustin pardella x reader #agustin pardella #matias recalt x reader #matias recalt #fran romero x reader #fran romero #francisco romero x reader #francisco romero #esteban kukuriczka x reader #esteban kukuriczka #pipe otaño x reader #pipe otaño #felipe otaño x reader #felipe otaño #lsdln cast #lsdln #hc

[particular-one]

i had the best day with you today.

synopsis. how they would plan + surprise you on your birthday. characters. jing yuan, blade, dan heng, gepard x gn!reader author’s note. this is definitely self-indulgent (my bday today WOOHOOOO) BUT THAT ASIDE i really enjoy partaking in activities for ppl on their bday…. so this idea stemmed from all of that! sorry if it’s shorter than my other stuff, writer’s block is still kicking me to the curb<\3 if you guys like it, lmk if you want a second part!

jing yuan would act coyly about it, but you could pretty much tell that he definitely has a surprise up his sleeve; it’s something about his face, really. still, jing yuan never fails to deliver during your birthday— though he initially celebrated your birthday in a more grandiose manner at the start of your relationship, over the years it started to become more of a private affair shared between the both of you. he’d purposely ask fu xuan to take over his duties for the day so that he can spend more time with you. he enjoys seeing the look of shock on your face when he never fails to get you an item that you have been eyeing for the longest time yet never told him about it … jing yuan does have his ways.

blade never really understood the appeal of making a big fuss during birthdays — for an immortal like him who is simply waiting for the day he’ll finally rest, the thought of celebrating his birth is pretty ironic to him. however, he knows how much birthdays mean to you, so he (begrudgingly) enlists the help of the stellaron hunters for advice. both silver wolf and kafka have polar opposites of ideas, so ultimately, blade doesn’t follow either of their inputs; in the end, he asks you himself on what you want for your birthday, and plans a small surprise accordingly. oh! and also, he’d be big on acts of service during your birthday.

dan heng’s a little worried about messing up on your birthday, so the astral express is heavily involved in putting up a celebration for you. he also took way too long in picking out a gift for you. birthdays with the astral express is always explosive and fun, and dan heng initially thinks this is what you might want — though as the day comes to a close, the two of you end up retreating back into the archives in private. dan heng wonders why you prefer to spend your time with him, to which you just tell him that you won’t have it any other way. initially embarrassed by it, he then gifts you a small journal where he penned down all of things he likes about you. you then ask him to read it to you as you dwindle down, his soft and gentle voice slowly lulling you to sleep.

gepard definitely pulls out all the stops — he wants your birthday to be close to perfect as possible. he asks serval’s help a lot, who only chuckles at his frenzy and tells him that whatever he does for your birthday, you’d definitely love. gepard does not find this advice amusing at all, and may end up overplanning that a lot of things end up not going his way. so when you suggested on do something spontaneous instead whether it be catch a fleeting street performance or even taking part in the underworld’s fighting ring (though gepard is very much concerned about that), it becomes the perfect birthday celebration for you. gepard also gifts you red roses he’s grown himself (courtesy to pela for keeping them alive).

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