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xx-arynrawr-xx · 2 years
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Life updates :) had an amazing birthday and anniversary <3
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l0vemesober · 1 year
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mr-misunderstood · 5 months
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timelordandhisart · 6 months
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Happy mid-autumn festival, everyone!
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petitexmagician · 3 months
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"I can't wait to see the lantern rite this year, it's gonna be a magical sight like always whenever those lanterns fly."
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Spring Lantern Festival 2023 in Sheffield :)
This took SO LONG to make and I've finally got it to a point where I'm happy with it :P In Sheffield you do actually see quite a few sky lanterns dotted around for the occasion. This is the first time since 2021 I've gotten to make art for it as well as a SpeedPaint (Availiable on YouTube ;))
Its nice to make some nice calm art for a change with a few of my characters just chilling and watching the lanterns go by :)
I experimented with lighting and shading for this both with the building and the moonlight as well as the colour schemes for the buildings down below :) I also managed to get a fair few Sheffield Landmarks into it including Park Hill and the Clock Tower. Hope you all like it! ;)
Also new watermark.
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holechrome · 2 years
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dfl-inc · 22 days
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AI image generation
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geimaikospottingsl · 9 months
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Kitsuke of the day: Japonica
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Kitsuke of the day: Japonica by Mari Lenoirre Via Flickr: This took hours to find a spot and EEP. The hikuzuri applier is the new "Natsu no Sora" Set from Onesan.
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happydraws · 1 year
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nina-ya · 3 months
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New Years Kisses With the Monster Trio + Law
Characters: Luffy, Zoro, Sanji, Law (all separate). CW: None
This New Year’s, you found yourself on an island known for its grand annual festival and its spectacular fireworks show when the clock strikes midnight. The celebration filled the island with its festive air. Stalls were adorned with decorations,offering different treats, drinks and trinkets to festival goers. The melodies of the music filled the air, accompanied by the beats of the drums and the laughter of the crowd. Colorful lanterns decorated the pathways, casting a gorgeous glow over the setting. This New Year’s was bound to be an unforgettable one.
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Luffy’s hand grasped yours as he started sprinting away from the crowds, dragging you with him. Shocked, you asked, “Where are we going?!”  He turned to look at you with a wide grin, laughing out loud before responding with, “You’ll see!” He ran, keeping your hands locked, as your curiosity heightened.
The Sunny came into view and confusion lingered in your eyes as the distant chant of the one-minute countdown started to fade away. Suddenly, Luffy stopped and said, “Hold on!” He stretched one arm around you, and the other swung back before launching forward, grasping the Sunny's head. The force sent you both flying, a mixture of fear and excitement bubbling within you as you clung onto Luffy.
You couldn’t help but let out the breath you had been holding as you landed on the Sunny’s head, still clinging onto him. Luffy, still grinning, looked out into the distance, remarking, “I thought the view might be better up here.” He laughed and continued, “Looks like I was right.”
This prompted you to lift your head from his chest to admire the surroundings. The elevated position on the Sunny’s head offered a breathtaking view of the festival below. The vibrant colors of the stalls and the lights all blended together to create an absolutely enchanting view.
The countdown continued, and as the clock ticked away, the crowd’s cheers grew louder. With each passing second, the excitement in the air became palpable. The islanders collectively shouted the final numbers in unison. “3… 2… 1…” 
As the clock struck midnight, the fireworks lit up the sky, illuminating both of your faces. You turned to Luffy, noticing the bursts of colors reflecting in his eyes as he stared at the fireworks with the widest grin. In the joyous chaos, you find the sudden courage to lean in, capturing Luffy's lips in a celebratory kiss. Your hands found their way onto his shoulders, your fingers lightly grazing his hair. Luffy smiles into the kiss as he wraps his arms around your waist, pulling you a bit closer. The fireworks continued to shine in the sky and the kiss deepened, this locking of lips sealing the promise of more adventures together in the upcoming year.
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Zoro’s sharp gaze locked onto something in the distance, prompting him to make his way through the crowd. You followed closely behind him, curiosity and impatience evident in your expression. "What? Where are you going? The fireworks are about to start," you ask, tugging on his arm in an attempt to stop him.
"I thought I saw something suspicious, come on," Zoro replied, urging you to follow him. He led you into a secluded alleyway, and with no one around, you couldn't help but express your doubts. "Come on, Zoro, there's nothing here."
He turned a corner and continued down the alley, responding with, "He must have gone this way." You sighed, realizing that convincing him to return to the festival was not going to happen, so you gave up and started  trailing behind him.
Turning corners and walking through empty alleys, Zoro finally came to a stop when you heard the distant countdown. Panicking, you grabbed onto Zoro, attempting to guide him back to the heart of the festival, ignoring his protests. However, your efforts were to no avail , and you both found yourselves lost in the alleyways.
You sighed in defeat and grumbled about the unexpected turn of events. "This is not how I wanted to spend my New Year's."
"30…29…28…"
Zoro, unfazed, questioned your disappointment. "What? What's so wrong with this? You don't need to see the fancy fireworks, ya know."
“No, it's just—" you began to explain before frustration took over. "The fireworks were supposed to make it more romantic, and—"
"10…9…8…"
"Wait, make what more romantic?" Zoro asked, clearly confused.
As the countdown reached its climax you closed the remaining distance between you and Zoro. Your hands gently cupped his face, feeling the warmth beneath your fingertips. Zoro's gaze locked onto yours, his expression giving way to curiosity.
"5…4…3…2…1…"
Uttering "Happy New Year," you pressed your lips to Zoro's in a soft, lingering kiss. The initial touch was gentle. However, as the seconds passed, the kiss deepened. Zoro took control of the kiss. His hands found their way to your waist, pulling you closer as your lips moved in tandem.
The distant cheers of the crowd faded away as Zoro's kiss became more passionate. His lips molded against yours with intensity. The hands that were once at your waist now roamed, his touch leaving a trail of warmth on your skin. The festival no longer mattered as you felt Zoro’s lips leave yours in favor of planting kisses along your jaw and neck. You and Zoro were left in a world of your own as the fireworks served as a witness to the perfect way to start the new year.
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Sanji had taken it upon himself to cook and serve some treats to the festival goers. As the night progressed and the crowd began to thin, leaving only you and Sanji, he approached you with a plate of the treats. The charming smile that had graced the faces of countless patrons now turned its warmth towards you.
"A specially prepared treat for a very special person," he declared, his eyes gleaming with sincerity.
You chuckled, savoring the delicious treat. "What would I do without you here to boost my ego?" you teased, taking a bite and humming in delight at the flavors.
"I'm only telling the truth," he replied, his smile never faltering.
As the crowd erupted into cheers, the distant sound of the countdown began. 
"10…9…8…"
Sanji's eyes locked onto yours with an intensity that sent a shiver down your spine. 
"5…4…3…"
In the final seconds, Sanji closed the gap between you. 
"2…1…"
The kiss began with a soft press of lips, a gentle exploration that quickly ignited with desire. Sanji's lips moved with confidence, coaxing a whimper from you. The taste of the treat he had given you lingered, adding a sweetness to the kiss.
His hand cupped your face, the touch sending shivers down your spine. Fingers trailed along the curves of your jaw, leaving a trail of tingling warmth in their path. 
Your senses heightened as the kiss unfolded, and you found yourself lost in the sensations—his warmth, the taste of him, the sounds of your intertwined breaths. Your fingers entwined in the silky strands of the blonde hair, pulling him closer in a silent invitation for more. 
You finally pulled away, and as your eyes met, a breathless smile played on his lips, and he whispered, "Happy New Year, my love." The words were a promise for the days and nights that awaited, filled with the shared moments of joy, laughter, and maybe, many more kisses in the coming year.
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The crowd gathered as the time inched closer and closer to midnight, bringing you and Law closer in proximity. The distant sounds of laughter, music, and chatter built up as the anticipation grew. You walked beside Law when you heard the subtle uttering of "room" and "shambles." In an instant, you found yourselves on a rooftop, the edge looming dangerously close. Your heart raced as you dropped the treat in your hand. Simultaneously, Law grabbed your arm, pulling you back from the edge. "Too many people down there," he remarked, the reason for the teleportation becoming clear. 
The city lights below were absolutely stunning from above, their reflections shimmering on the surface of the nearby sea. The gentle breeze caressed your skin and the moon softly glowed, adding to the beauty of the scene.
"It's pretty up here," you commented, your voice barely above a whisper as you took in the view. 
Law agreed, his gaze fixed on the city lights. "It is..." His usual stoic expression softened as he looked at you. The countdown started, and excitement rippled through the crowd.
“10…9…8…7…”
You joined in the chant, leaning forward with enthusiasm. The distant rumble of the crowd below reached your ears as they continued to chant.
“3… 2… 1…”
As the cheers erupted around you, you felt Law's fingers gently grasp your chin, turning your face toward his. Before you could fully comprehend, his lips met yours. A whimper of surprise escaped you, but your heart quickened, and you melted into the kiss. 
The distant 'boom' of a firework echoed through the air, momentarily interrupting the moment. However, Law didn't pull away. Instead, he deepened the kiss, 
his lips molding against yours with intensity.
When Law finally pulled away, the air around you felt warmer. A smile played on your lips and his hand lingered on your chin as he whispered, “Happy New Year.” Before you could form a response, he leaned in once again, capturing your lips in a second kiss– a silent promise of the new and exciting future that awaited the two of you.
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thatdeadaquarius · 4 months
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About your language brainrot. I see your "Reader's writing can't match tyvat's long and flowery writing" and bring you "Tyvat isn't used to books over 50 pages long so a short story to the Reader is a whole dictionary to tyvat readers".
Seriously, have you seen how thin the books are? They don't wrote novels, they write short chapters formatted in the way really old stories are. As in, summarizing all the events down into one smooth story then adding a few quotes. Fanfiction writers are insane. They will willingly sit down and write hundreds of words at a time. To them, a proper modern day story of maybe, oh 10k words or so, would probably be like the Oddessy itself.
If we were to combine the two headcanons. It would end up as many historians being intimidated by this insanely long written scripture in the language of the forgotten.
I'm going to take this a step further and say that if the creator asked some people to proofread their things, it would establish a hiarchy of who is able to actually finish the book the creator read and who isn't.
NOW THIS, THIS IS MY FUCKING JAMMMM
I'm so sorry this is so old!! u probably all know this by this point that I've really slowed down as the year has gone on, but I graduated university and then got my first job so its been pretty crazy!
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Sun: Reader (you/they/them)
Orbit: Headcanons-ish
Stars: dash of all the book/nerds of Genshin, heavy on Sumeru?
Comets & Meteors: Content Warnings: Cussing, 16+ Mature Audiences, Spoliers for Sumeru Archon Quests/Scaramouche, & Trigger Warnings: mention of shipping/characters shipping themselves with you.
Comment if any missed, please.
FULL STOP.
THE AKADEMIYA, FONTAINE RESEARCH INSTITUTE, HAVE BEEN WAITTTINNGGGG ON YOUR ASS LMAO
You fall from the fucking sky like a 5 star, or pop out of the Irminsul or whatever
and immediately are mobbed by scholars. LMAO jkjk (not really, bc that's what it’d feel like)
can you even imagine the dread older stories(”the classics” to them), that was instilled in the poor students around Teyvat??
id like to think ur works are the most preserved over the thousands of years of Teyvat archeologists excavating them, in comparison to other authors (teyvat just likes you more, suck it William Shakespeare)
also, bc I cant resist language differences/world building I'm sorryyyy 😭 😭
the vocab of Genshin lang vs. ours, has significantly less vocabulary like their actual dictionary is 1/3 the size of ours type of energy
(Omfg all ur fanfics being considered like insanely long realistic romantic classics or tragedies like Jane Austen-level, and only the richest and biggest play companies put on plays about ur stories bc the script goes on for hours)
(ur plays only get put on for rlly big events bc of this, like Lantern Rite or like a Summer/Winter festival/your birthday, which is, yes, an international holiday)
dude the sheer power move of anything you’ve written being essentially “Journey of the West” to them, like Damnnn.
endless like adaptations, plays, Teyvat-short stories condensing it, (THEIR OWN FANFICTION ABOUT UR STORIES)
the power is, in fact, going to your head every time another scholar both deflates at how long ur stuff is, but also lights up bc they get to read it
speaking of scholars… you know who snatched you up first. you know. you don’t even need to read the next line.
Alhaitham.
sneaky bastard he is, absolutely manipulated, mansplained (and manwhored bc he knows he’s handsome, cheeky little shit) his way into getting you to sit down with him and interview you about both translating other classics, your own, giving your own analysis of others works and ur own, and picking ur brain apart of how/why you wrote urs, etc. its fucking endless,
Kaveh had to come rescue you bc u were starving to death after getting stuck with the Haravatat scholar in his office for nearly 7 hours of interrogation discussion about literature
and Alhaitham wasn't even nearly done, he’d informed you as you left that he already had another appointment for later conversation scheduled (how?? you don't even know ur own schedule??? you have a schedule???) and was looking forward to more of your “creative and enlightening input” :)))
(you’re never going to escape him, not even Nahida herself can save you from his stubborn ass)
On another note, Xingqiu is quaking when you agree to autograph his copy of your stories (of which he has all hard covers of the first edition translations)
Zhongli/Rex Lapis is known for having a near-lifelong passion for searching for your works specifically, and learning how to translate them better into Teyvatian vernacular
like the same way he can absolutely speak on Rex Lapis facts/rocks/adepti info, is the same confidence he speaks about knowing ur work lol
(yes he did also ask for several autographs and another sit-down talk about the works, tho a lot more sneaky then Alhaitham bc he just casually gets u guys into it during dinner)
Barbatos/Venti has written some of the most famous songs based on your stuff, he has his favorites too,
but he always claims the best songs are any that have been written in the story, like either when a character sings something, or there are like quotes from songs ur fanfics are based on lol
(he also demanded to hear what they actually sound like from you, yes, you have to sing them for him lol)
Venti also can surprisingly drunkenly ramble the entirety of at least one of ur stories, like, word for word lmao
(Diluc gave in and did give him a drink on the house for that one, just once, Venti doesn’t remember it lol)
(I forgot to mention, u guys still speak the same language, just like, different versions of it)
ur works being one of the few things all the Archons can freely talk about with each other, like it’s neutral ground bc they’re all fangirling about it lmao
Furina and Neuvillette have had like,, fierce debates over the decades about character dynamics and the general drama of ur stories, they’ve gotten into it enough they’ve stopped talking to each other for a couple days a few times lol
Albedo, Sucrose, Kokomi, Yae Miko, Ei, Raiden, have read every single work they’re gotten their hands on in Teyvat (it took them like a literal year or longer)
Albedo drew you fanart for every single story, bc he’s hyperfixated on everything related to you ngl,
Kokomi had commissioned smaller pocket versions of ur works (which later got popular thanks to Yae Miko) both the OG and the Teyvat shortened versions
THE HARBINGERS ARE THE MOST DOWN BAD LMAO
Childe has literally tried to recreate battle scenes from ur works lmao
and gets especially riled up about fighting someone who resembles any characters from them (esp villains, what a cutie)
You cannot fathom the amount of research throughout Teyvat that has been secretly or indirectly funded by Pantalone/Tsaritsa
from the experts to analyze them, to funding play companies to act them out, to actually excavating places to get more of ur stuff unearthed
(the Harbingers absolutely are the first group of people that got to read several of ur stories first bc of this, like the world’s most exclusive secret book club lol)
Scaramouche used to clown on Childe all the time about how he was too impatient to even “sit down and read the King’s classics”, and he was downright insufferable when he found out about Tartaglia’s habit of recreating battle scenes/that being what motivated him to fight sometimes lol
that being said, Wanderer surprisingly never forgot ur stories.
Even when his memories were wiped for a bit, he found comfort in these fantastical epics still sticking around, even when his old names did not
(he mayyyy or mayyy nottt have secretly namedhimselfafteroneofthetragicprotagonistsherelatesto- )
oh btw, Nahida also found joy and comfort in ur stories when she was trapped, they also helped her literally grow as a person bc she had ur stories to help her sort of process the world/what life was like outside of her dreaming prison 🥺💔❤️‍🩹
OMFG
ANYWAY FULL TONE SHIFT LMFAO-
the ABSOLUTE SPIRAL-RED-STRING-CONSPIRACY-THEORY-BOARD ENERGY IF THIS WAS A BLUNT LANGUAGE AU LMAOOOO
like specifically how Teyvatians like to give all the context ever thru their words, but older deities/beings like you just do simple phrases that can have deeper meanings (whereas teyvat just explains all the meanings behind their words)
STOP there’s like an official display at the Akademiya and Fontaine Institute of red string theory boards 😭😭 (look what you’ve done to themmm LMAO)
for like every story of urs, INCLUDING THE FANFICS STOP
IMAGINE THE SHIPPING WARS IF U EVER WROTE ONE THAT WASNT EXPLICIT OR LIKE ONE OF THE MAIN ROMANTIC INTERESTS HAD CHEMISTRY WITH OTHER CHARACTERS HAHAHAHAA
that's actually what Akademiya scholars argue about the most viciously, it’s like politics you can’t just bring up ships from ur stories casually in regular convos 💀
(poor Cyno has to deal with a shipping war once a year bc someone always makes the mistake of reading ur work for the first time (without being told to not talk to others abt ships lol) and it starts an all out brawl in the cafeteria every time LMAO)
Also yes.
Cyno is a fanboy.
(he has read Creator x Reader-insert fanfiction.)
(As have most of the characters mentioned, and those not lol)
(I'm gonna make a whole Creator x reader fanfic post one day i stg lmao)
an iced coffee? for me?? :0
ok but real talk…
wtf do you guys wanna see for new years!!
i didn't do a inktober/october days thingy bc i felt too unprepared (and bc id wanted to post that 1000+ followers eldritch au for Halloween)
but now i kinda wanna, at least for a few days :o
ill post a poll in a minute, so check it out!! but still, please feel free to comment some ideas here! :)
Safe Travels Deafening Dreamer,
💀♒
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timelordandhisart · 6 days
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Postcards and a sticker pack for 春节 FANZINE.
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leisurelylazy · 2 years
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I had a really good dream the other day here is an artist rendition on my phone
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Finally managed to export the SpeedPaint for my new art piece! (Seriously, these things take FOREVER to Render and Export!) And got it uploaded! You can find the Art Piece itself depicting the Spring Lantern Festival in Sheffield in my previous post and my other socials :)
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kyozie · 2 months
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diluc is so dilf coded sigh … fuck him calling me daddy i’m the one calling him daddy
seth says. . . you are so so right nonny... you get me ! this was meant to be a lil rant bcus i am a dilf enthusiast but um... it ended up being like 1k words... got SUPER into it 🏃🏻 fought demons to not include a nipple piercing LMAO
warnings. . . no specified gender - though the word “cock” is used can be interpreted as a strap / established age gap ( reader is in their 20s ) / alcohol consumption / sex outdoors / implied (?) praise & daddy kink / poorly written ( probably )
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diluc who buries himself in his work after a particularly messy divorce. there’s not much else to do in terms of a distraction — and he was not about to drink himself into a stupor either. so, work it was.
liyue’s annual lantern rite festival was around the corner anyway; he’d been commissioned by a wealthy businessman to create a new blend that reflected the nation’s deep culture.
“my old man seems to think you’re the best in the business,”
and then there’s you. baby fat rounding your cheeks and a permanent smirk playing on your plump lips.
“right as always, i guess.”
he’s old enough to be your father, he thinks—no, he knows he is. yet you still take the time out of your week to travel to mondstadt to visit him under the guise of ‘checking up on his progress’. despite his numerous reminders that this is, in fact, not necessary. to which you’d always counter with feigned naivety and: “i thought the customer was always right?”
diluc who finds himself talking less and less about the wine to his children who are, by now, in their early twenties like you, and more about you and what you do whenever you visit him.
of course, the two become considerably interested in the person who’s managed to catch their father’s attention. so, he offers to introduce you the next time you visit the winery.
and he does keep true to his word — you’re as pleasant as always, fitting right in with his kids. but he can’t help but feel a certain way whenever your fingers brush past one of theirs. it’s strange—something he can’t, or rather, doesn’t want to understand.
diluc who, under the luminescent glow of the moonlight, sets out a blanket in the vineyard and stares up at the sky in an attempt to clear his mind.
but he’d forgotten that you were spending the night; something you do whenever you lose track of time together. it’s dangerous to travel alone at night.
“you’re out here again,” and your voice is that of a low whisper—one in which the wind carries to his ears and has goosebumps appear on his skin. it’s chilly all of a sudden. venti’s doing, he’s sure.
you make yourself comfortable beside him; there’s barely enough room for the two of you but it works anyway.
“…again?” he echoes, turning to face you, and reminiscent of a schoolgirl, warmth floods his cheeks at the sight of the sample wine he’d made for your father. “that’s—”
you quirk a brow, raising the bottle of wine to eye–level, “you do that thing where you fall silent and pull your brows together — you usually sit out here after, i didn’t want to disturb you. and this? i just thought that we should taste test first since she’s the product of all our hard work.”
he presses his lips together at that, feeling more exposed than he’d care to admit. “our?” he repeats and your smile widens, pearly whites on full display, “yeah, our.”
diluc who… well, he can’t quite remember how he got here. ‘here’ being beneath you as you drip wine onto his chest — the same wine you were just sharing. an indirect kiss since you’d neglected to bring glasses to drink out of so you resorted to passing the bottle between the two of you. or perhaps you did so on purpose; he never could tell with you.
point is, the wine is sticky on his skin and he doesn’t mind it in the slightest. you could do anything to him, he thinks, and he wouldn’t mind.
“fuck,” you’re groaning above him, lowering your lips to his hardened pecs and teasing them momentarily before pulling away, “thought you were pretty since i first met you but i think you’ve got even prettier since then.”
pretty. he may be many things but he’d never considered himself to be particularly ‘pretty’ — handsome, maybe, but not pretty. it feels right though, when you say it like that.
a lot of things feel right when you do it — like when you undress him, spreading his legs before emptying a copious amount of lubricant onto your fingers. “never know when you might need it,” you’d shrugged and he’d known in that moment that  you’d only gone along with meeting his kids because you knew it would’ve pushed him over the edge.
“that place—” he hiccups, breath catching in his throat as he buries his face in his hands, “it’s dirty.”
and you coo at him in response, “what place is that? where you stuff your fingers when you think i’m not listening?”
his flush darkens at that, and he turns his head away from you but you click your tongue in mock disapproval, holding his chin between two of your fingers so that he’s forced to hold your gaze.
“i’ll teach you how to do it properly, don’t worry that pretty little head of yours.”
diluc who feels pretty when you whisper praises in his ear as you push your cock past that tight ring of muscle. he’d never experienced anything like this before
“taking me so well daddy,” you hum beside his ear, dragging your tongue from that spot just below his ear and across the expanse of his jawline.
“don’t—” he stops mid–sentence, a sultry moan escaping his parted lips, “don’t call me that you brat.”
you tilt your head to the right, lips jutting forward in a frown, “call you what, daddy?” as you angle your hips so that you’re relentlessly hitting his prostate, his hole quivering around you.
he scoffs, avoiding eye contact with you once more, but makes no effort to protest against it anymore.
you have a way of making him feel small—almost like a virgin in his inexperience. he should be the one guiding you but it’s the other way around.
and you flash him a knowing smile; one that says you understand his body even better than he ever could.
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