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anantaru · 7 months

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DAY 10 — EXHIBITIONISM

kinktober 2023. — masterlist | ao3

kink. exhibitionism — having a strong desire to be observed by other people during a sexual activity

𖧡 — including — itto, childe, xiao, dainsleif

𖧡 — warnings — fem! reader, exhibitionism, public setting & outdoors, yes! we're touching grass, fingering, oral (fem! receiving), praises, needy boys & touch starved! genshin men

𖧡 — ITTO

itto holds you by his arms as you're being surrounded by a string of hurried gasps, and it's decidedly comfortable and personal whilst having them tightly compressed around your quivering shape— at the same time, you slowly notice the built up in his lust racing over the radiance in his eyes.

or his feet shuffling in their place when he lastly kisses you, firmly pressing you against the cold wall, your lips glossed due to his wet smooches, his tongue breaching and searching for entrance, reaching inside, his hands squeezing your ass, everything happens so quick and oh, there it was, the scene gets paired with melting kisses as itto laps at the warmth of your mouth.

in a hurried embrace, he courses one calloused hand down to your lower stomach before tugging at the hem of your pants, his eyes imbedded with a glimmer of needfulness, playful and as if he was about to beg— you figure, perhaps you have been apart for too long, after all, the last time you had seen each other had certainly been ages ago.

you should have expected this, because you dealt with it the same way, agonizingly counting each second before you would stumble home after your date to rip the clothes off your bodies, when in reality, now neither of you thought it was even necessary to return into the safe confines of your bedroom to be all over each other— and the thought of someone walking by only made it a whole lot more thrilling.

bare in mind— and this was crucial but there was nothing shielding you from curious eyes, besides an impending shadow casted down on you rubbing against each othet. for what mattered, the wall you're being pressed on was bitterly cold and chilly as well, even with your garments separating you, you can still feel it on your warm skin— when it effortlessly coaxes out the goosebumps on your spine.

"baby.. you smell so sweet," itto whines at you, a sharp, nipping groan spewing from his mouth, "—really really cannot wait anymore." how convenient for him, well, his senses were probably being much more dignified than your own so itto must've felt everything happening to an intenser level.

however, it's passionate when he first slides his warm digits past the waistband of your trousers to sneakily welcome the hotness of your cunt, clumsily ghosting his middle finger around your soaked folds before lastly finding your slit— his sloppy dick twitching against his rough pants, but itto didn't worry too much about it, his time will come soon enough.

"i missed you so much, baby." you retort back to him with a hitch of a sudden, rough fingertip circling your slit, idly kissing up his sharp jawline before whining at the finger prodding at your velvety hole— so, to keep yourself steady you wrap both arms around his neck and hide yourself behind his large frame pressing you against the wall whilst roaming your palms over his muscular back before ripping through the covered skin with your nails, "please..."

and one thing about itto, he fucks you like he hates you, and hearing you beg for him just like that pushes him on the verge of exploding and losing his mind, perhaps even fantasizing about swarming your pretty cunt with his dripping cock hidden under his pants— but he cannot wait for that, call him lazy but taking off his clothes will cost him additional minutes and he just had to be inside you, whilst not with his dick, instead with two long, thick fingers curling up inside.

feeling him again after such a long time apart makes you cry out, fuck, you missed him so dearly your heart was beginning to ache under your ribcage, your cunt welcoming him immediately, clawing down on his digits rubbing sturdily at your walls. a satisfied groan holds the foundation of his soothing noises like a warm breeze enveloping your body, his fingers continuing to pump into you at a rapid pace, painting you with the packing trace of his digits that clung to your swollen walls like instant glue, vibrations emitting through your wet sex whilst taking in his sloppy shoves.

"never.." he drawls possessively against your parted lips, huffing out warm pants before adding on to his words, "never ever wanting to be apart from you again." and your heart flutters open wide, his words touching that it almost brings you to tears— if only itto could see through your current thoughts right now, he'd see his handsome face immediately.

𖧡 — CHILDE

a suffocating euphony of passionate, drilling blows of raw skin on skin strike the darkness of the night as childe swiftly plants his hand on top of your mouth before leisurely continuing to roll his hips into your cunt without a single care in this world— being utterly aware that it wouldn't make a damn difference, even better if someone unintentionally picks up on the "unusual" noise.

his lips twitch up in a cocky smile when his hard, pulsing erection slips through your quivering pussy, pistoling over the aching pulse on your walls before easing his lips almost on top of yours, with nothing more but the back of his hand keeping you apart— you simply cannot believe this man and his tormenting ability to bring you to the sharp edge of things, even turning you this longing and ready to take his thick cock outside, yes, outside with the small particles of erupting sweat and wet moans sticking close on your skin.

to note that you were barely camouflaged was almost embarrassing in its entirety, besides that tree doing absolutely nothing to conceal anything at all whilst you're certain that someone had to hear at least something. regardless, you decide to secretly thank your boyfriend for holding your leg up with his other hand— you yourself being too weak to do so yourself, not when he made you receive him in such feral capacity, making an absolute mess of you, your arousal dribbling down your pussy at each thrust, the juices sticking on your thighs as he carries on with his strength induced pace.

however, for some fucked-up reason, it's turning you on by a tenfold— it's visibly notable on your shaking body and how your hips thrust up into his ruts while you're biting back pitchy whimpers, especially when childe drags his fat cockhead over that particular spot that made you lose control of your vision, the already limited breathing room evolving to an even more constricted version when ajax not once, changes the tempo on your hips.

"fuck— you know you'll be too fucking loud, baby." he laughs through a feigned sense of innocence, as if he hadn't planned this entire thing beforehand, you're sure of it— while it's utterly hilarious, even more hypocritical of him to have his hand planted all over your mouth when it was certainly him, instead, making most of the noise.

all you can say back was, well, nothing, besides a couple angry grunts into his palm and in any other instance you'd consider being mad at him, despite his perfectly shaped dick wrecking havoc on your silken walls forming around the size of him— yet tonight, you cannot be mad, not when he was utterly devouring your pleasure.

𖧡 — XIAO

you're being forced to stay quiet by none other than xiao himself— compelled to swallow down each pining ache in your throat— which, now come to think of it, might've been the most arousing out of the entire situation taking form, obviously not counting in the pleasure he induced on you.

the need to remain quiet though, it's what made the real difference in how your body had been reacting to his shape on you, "there's people down there, stay quiet." and he tells you, again, whispers it into your ear because xiao needs to be sure you understand the situation you're in as he kisses your forehead, his mannerism fusing into a soft, understanding lover before moving his hips again, thrusting his inches into you rougher, better, his pants soiled with his pre and sweat.

he grunts of both excitement and a dab of annoyance taking your loud, muffled whines into consideration. regardless of such, the man wouldn't want to experience it in an alternative way, always beyond flustered when you bite into his shoulder to quieten down, so you wouldn't pull on his nerves and make him punish you for disobeying to his orders.

wait, hold on for a second, this didn't sound so bad after all, or does it?

on top of that, the wangshu inn was absurdly crowded tonight, whilst xiao and you were preoccupied, sparse silhouettes tenderly touching each other just on top of the building— and for whatever reason, none of you proposed the idea of actually going inside and finishing what you had started. it would've been a far better idea, baring in mind that the certain place you were currently laying on, with xiao towering on top, was barely hidden behind anything— genuinely, if you'd lean your head just a little bit to the left, you could easily see a couple people chit chatting away, not knowing a damn thing on what was going on upstairs.

"hey!" xiao suddenly snaps at you, bending his head into your neck to bite at the sweat stricken skin, although faintly, it was strong enough to have you squeal out in mild pain, forcing your body to let go of a rushing shiver as a strong heatwave surges right under the surface of your cheeks the moment he props himself by his elbows to gaze down on you through pretty lashes— obviously without pulling his cock out, not when it felt so deliciously good being milked by you, yet do not get excited to soon because xiao wouldn't move either, without a care in this world leaving you to dangle around on a thread, his increasingly wet shaft bristling within the tightness of your walls.

"what did i say?" xiao's breath was hot and guttural against your parted lips, your legs trembling at his dripping dick not moving besides continuing to bulk up in your core as your translucent juices began to seep on his shaft and his trousers, slicking him up with your own, personal way of claiming the handsome yaksha. and instead of responding to his question, you resume back to nibbling on his defined jawline before deciding to voice out a whispery, little sorry to your boyfriend, knowing full on well that he will accept your half assed apology no matter the circumstances.

because in truth, xiao hasn't even started fucking you properly yet— until now, at least, because the second you're back to having your arms around his neck, he drags his entire cock out of you before shimming his inches all the way inside, greedily touching your insides and pumping his hard erection into the warmness of your sex— whilst baring his teeth together to stop himself from becoming overly noisy himself, the embarrassment that would occur from that looked like a death sentence to xiao, aside from standing there like a total hypocrite when it was him the entire night scolding you to stay quiet.

𖧡 — DAINSLEIF

"don't be too loud, okay?"

dainsleif sinfully bucks his tongue into your cunt before he places a single digit on your clit, thrusting against the bristling bundles of nerves as the softness of his wet muscle inside your slit made you whine out his name between wet hiccups— to top it all of, giving your breast a firm squeeze with his other hand.

you're done for, always will be whenever it was dainsleif who was in control of when your body was allowed to indulge in pleasure— despite that, you never would've imagined to be laid down on top of a cold, wooden table while you're surrounded by loud, noisy chit chatters from next doors, only realizing now that the door to your room, was partly open.

before you could voice out your growing worry, you're being forced to buck up your hips into his hungry mouth lapping at your puffiness, your pussy charging up on vibrations as your body moves far beyond your own control of it, a soreness on your legs increasing the strong built up on your tightened core as dainsleif stuffs you full with nothing but his tongue reaching your warmest, most desired places.

"seems like you noticed, hm?" he suddenly pulls his hot mouth away from you, smirking ever so slightly when you whine at the loss of it, but don't you worry now— because he keeps his fingers on top of your clit to twist the trembling flesh and trap it in between his digits— fuck, you're so desperate for this he could practically taste it on your entire body erupting of pervaded pleasure. in reality, the thought of people hearing you both wasn't something dainsleif actually minded that much, it preciously served as a way of making everyone aware of your current relationship status.

"what if they hear us?" you wince, feigning being worried were it not to the fact that there was nothing you craved more than having his skilled tongue pistoling inside your slit again, your pupils blown wide when dainsleif at last frees his cock from the confines of his pants, the penetrative noise of his belt hitting the ground echoing off the room, hand in hand with laughter from people residing just next to you.

it's him, him, him, you want him. and when dainsleif finally sinks the full length of his cock into you, he takes your body and claims it, squeezes his hips in between your legs so he could reach inside really deep, fucking you with his bottomless endurance, so precise and skilled that you shake under him, the wooden table scratching the ground as you nearly lose yourself, begging him to lean his chest down on you so you could easily hide and moan against the nook of his neck, whilst feeling how your hearts beat in sync.

of course, despite his nature of appearing cold and a little aloof, he answers your silent pleas and wraps his muscled arms around your body whilst keeping one large palm on top of your head so you wouldn't unnecessarily bump against something and actually hurt yourself, never once letting go of you— and you're squealing with delight, the tempo of his hips hoping to claim you and going so hard that this sort of pace would appear to be slightly punishing, but it feels so nice— relishing in the feeling of his thudding cock pounding into you with everything he's got when, all of a sudden;

"hey guys? do you also hear those weird noises coming from next doors?"

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ph4ngz · 1 year

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WORDS + MOANS || GENSHIN IMPACT

w/ diluc, kaeya, itto + tighnari <3

Whenever Diluc moans will always be a shock to you. It’s not that he doesn’t enjoy himself! He makes that perfectly clear with his guttural groaning and growling, the kind that almost puts you on edge and fills you up with delicious thrill. This redhead is rather quiet during sex, blessing your ears with rewarding praise at most two or three times, opting for a soft “nngh— good girl” or a simple “perfect”. But every now and again, he’ll slip up and lose control of his deep, thick voice. And when he does? Oh, it’s great.

How to get him to moan, you ask? Pull his hair and grind down hard on his lap, clothes on or not. You can rock your hips over his restrained, hardening cock, letting the friction and the light vibration that rolls down his lower half whenever your clothes catch on the seams of his pants send him to heaven and back. Or, you can manoeuvre yourself up and down alongside his freed length whilst never letting it inside, only allowing his tip to catch some of your slick so you can grind it all over his dick.

Either way, you’re guaranteed to hear something from him. A breathless “hm- huh!”, perhaps? Maybe a harsh “ugh, shit!” muffled into your hair. “Gah—! Fuck…?! Fuck, fuck,” is your personal favourite, this one only comes out if you grab him forcefully enough and put him into position. Diluc is usually the one in control, but who’s to say he doesn’t want you to take the reigns sometimes?

We all know who loves to dirty talk. Yeah, that’s right. Sweet-talkin’, sugarcoated Captain Kaeya.

He’s sly, with the way he gets into it. Starting off by bringing out the endearing yet somehow condescending nicknames when he’s got you trapped within his arms. Whispers a soft “hey sweetheart” into your ear from behind. Then, he smoothly runs his palm down your stomach and further until he’s got a grip on your clothed pussy, “oh… you like it when I do this? I’m not even moving my hand yet and you’re making a fuss” a hot moan leaving his lips when you whimper for him as his fingers tighten around your cunt.

He’s clever about it all, knows exactly how to have you whining his name in seconds. However, he’s not the only one with skill. You may not have him whining, but you can have him laughing to half-assedly disguise his state of overwhelming ecstasy.

“Ahah~ ha!” Kaeya’s voice is shaky, laughing with pleasure once your palm is firmly grasping his twitching cock, wrist flicking up and down with ease due to the precum he’s leaking. You always jack him off faster just to evoke those delectable sounds, earning you a huffed and puffed “not- not too fast…”, sometimes a humourlessly chuckled “you, fuck, you love the sound of my voice, huh?”.

There’s bonus points if you suck lightly around his swollen tip, too. “Ha- agh—! Archons, wait,” he’ll pant so sinfully, still trying to buck his eager hips to stuff your mouth full of dick even though you have an arm pinning him down.

Arataki Numero Uno Itto isn’t exactly the most composed one of all. That, and being as enormous in stature as he is, makes getting intimate with you quite the challenge if there’s people within a certain radius. This guy is like a bull in a damn china shop, wherever you fuck there’s bound to be a broken plate, a smashed window, a snapped bed, possibly even a hole in the wall. That’s obviously going to gain some attention from the public.

He’s loud too, not that he doesn’t do his best to be quiet, but he just can’t handle it! Especially if you ride him. Variants of “fuck!” rip from his throat with every snap of your ass against his pelvis, huge grabby hands gripping your hips to slam you down even harder. He’ll have his puppy dog eyes clenched shut, eyebrows bowed with rapture, letting you know how good your sloppy cunt is to him with a stunned “I, you’re so- hah, hah, hmph! Wet a-and warm, I can’t!”.

Itto gets off on your moans as well, and he’ll use his strength and stamina to fuck you faster even when you’re on top, using little tricks he’s learnt to up your volume. He has you hovering over his cock at this point, his hands lifting you up by your arms. This is when things get broken. “Baby, baby, baby! I’m so, ah, close!” is what he exclaims before the sheer bounce and power of his thrusts suddenly crack most of the wooden slats beneath the mattress. And even then he doesn’t stop in the slightest, only moaning a slurred “m’sorry! M’sorry, I swearrr” in response.

Pfft, Tighnari. Stupid, mean Tighnari, just thinking about him has you snarling. This forest watcher is ruthless with his reprimanding when it comes to you. “I thought I told you to keep it down” He’ll swiftly cover your mouth with his palm as he’s jackhammering into your poor pussy, proceeding to murmur grumpily about your stubborn behaviour. He likes to get you riled up with snide remarks or questions, things like “not so tough now, are we?” and “finally off your high horse?”

Sure he’s kind of an ass, but you almost always get him to let loose sooner or later. A contributor to this is the sensitivity of his ears, the sudden moans that come straight from his chest if you lean in and whisper dirty things are quite the surprise. “nngh~ hey, stop that—” he’ll flick them to bat away your touch as well, desperate to hold whatever level of power he has left over you while his cock grows impossibly harder.

If you put up with his snarky bullshit for long enough, you can have him all at your mercy. “Curse your needy little body, a-ah! M’ losing c-control…” he whines groggily from behind you, holding onto your shoulders to pull your ass flush against his hips. He fucks you so fast that the both of you genuinely have trouble staying upright and in position. He’ll even start to beg sometimes, switching up real quick because of the intensity and pleasure, “touch my ears, baby, touch my ears— huh! Yes yes yes, mmph,”.

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maopll · 1 year

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Hiya! Hope I'm not bothering you! I'd like to go by 🪼 anon please.

Could I... request headcanons of Diluc, Zhongli, Thoma, Childe, Itto and Kaveh with a quiet s/o telling them, in a loving tone, how much she loves them for the first time?

For eternities I shall love you

| genshin impact !

⌗:, a/n: class is going on and I'm in no mood to deal with that gradient bs. have this I wrote in whatever time I had. anyways I love puppy crushes or love at first sight <3 kavehs a bit long...I've got things to say...

⌗:, warning: none

⌗:, pairings: diluc, zhongli, thoma, childe, itto & kaveh w/ gn!reader (separately)

✧ ˚ 　· 　　 . ✧ ˚ 　· 　　 . ✧ ˚ 　· 　　 . ✧ ˚ 　· 　　

,,you and this man had been seeing eachother for a long time and surely enough you developed feelings for him. gathering courage enough for a person as quite as yourself you finally told him how much you love him...

DILUC

He felt as if everything around you two stopped. no longer were the winds blowing, neither were the serene lulls of the crickets chirping could he be heard. you poured your heartfelt affection into what you said. it was true. you loved him a lot and want to stay with him for the rest of your life. you were scared that he might reject you but the feelings these days were too much to bear. so you told him. he was having such rapid heartbeats that he thought he would just have an heartattack. his face turned the colour of his hair and you thought he caught a fever or something. he cleared his throat and covered his mouth as he spoke the same to you in a gentle tone, very rarely heard of by others. but it was a familiar tone to you, he had been more gentle, more loving around you than anyone else. he found solace with your company. he felt like he could breath again, shoveling the idea of eliminating the abyss and fatui. all are gone. his mind would as clear as daylight whenever with you. So...how can he let this opportunity slip by? so he accepted your proposal and sealed it with a kiss befitting a gentleman such as himself.

ZHONGLI

He was a god of contracts with a heart skin to stone cold feelings. Love, warmth, joy, were all devoid. only the thrill of war and emotions alike were felt by him. but he has found a piece of emotions which defines his human self best. adoration for you. as he found himself under the moonlit night near the waterbody of nantianmen. He listened intently, the way you spoke those words and he even observed how your lips slowly curled and there were blooms in your cheeks. you spoke in the the most loving tone how much you loved him. serenity of the surroundings were perfectly synced with your sudden proposal. perhaps you thought of it beforehand? nevertheless how can he reject such a heartfelt affection to Zhongli and a unadulterated devotion to Morax? he accepted your affection for him and he will accept those throughout eternities.

THOMA

Fell in love with you at first sight when you were in dire need of help with taking some stuff to your house. you looked so lovely in that yukata you were wearing. he has served the kamisatos for many years and he vowed to always show his unshakable service to them. though he would wish that he himself had s lover of his own, he would soon push those thoughts away as he would be reminded of the work that needed to be taken care of the next day. but did he hear you right? did you just confess to him or is it another one of those dreams where you and him were living happily? nope it's definitely reality where you had this sickeningly sweet tone telling him how much you love him. he smiled so brightly and hugged you as close as he could. he loved you so much and he had been waiting for this moment ever since he was a teenager having wild dreams. so dreams do become reality huh?

CHILDE

He was a fighter who swore his loyalty to the Tsaritsa and his nation. he had only one family to love and thought that there would be no one who would be able to win his affection. he is a harbinger who lives off of fighting. so how did he find such an angel as sweet as yourself telling him in the most pure voice how much you love him? he is a harbinger and you must be in the right mind to actually fall for him. at first he thought it was a farce and you were just trying to entertain him but a part of him also told him to accept it. there's no way you would lie after you found your true feelings for him. you seemed determined to have him fall in love with you and date you. he may seem crazy because be accepted your request only because he wants you for himself only but he also cares for you deeply. he squeeled like a two year old and had this huge shit earing grin on his face as he happily told you "I love you too!"

ITTO

Nobody liked him. only grandma oni and his gang members could tolerate his behaviour of a three year old. even he realises how much of an annoyance he could be to other people but you, you were different. you loved his outgoing personality. he was a literal ball of sunshine. so you told him in the most normal yet sugary tone how much you loved him. it was your first time confessing and his first time hearing a confession. he felt overwhelmed with emotions as he finally found someone who loves him for who he is. but he needs to show how strong he is to you. he can't have himself crying but...he was litreally crying tears of joy. he had loved you so much and hearing that you love him equally sounds surreal. he only had daydreams of you telling him that you love him but it's true! you do actually love him! he thinks he will melt away because of how warm he feels after your proposal. he likes you so so much that he is ready to fight the world.

KAVEH

He knows of his ups and downs. even if he is a genius and liked by some women throughout sumeru, but some still back away thinking that he is a broke yet genius architect. he always feels envious of his roommate, who is good from all sides. but when you two started interacting more because of both your research works, he wanted to have you all to himself. he didn't want you talking with alhaitham and then contemplating the worth both your and kaveh's friendship, but you never looked at alhaitham differently. Instead, you always had feelings for kaveh. you loved him for his kindness towards the people of sumeru and his passion towards his works. and now here you were. near Chatrakam cave, telling him in a saccharine voice how much you love him. he didn't hesitate. all he needed to confirm his feelings for you were just simple "I love you"s, and he is now tackling to the ground, saying that he has been waiting for so long. he looked like a high schooler but with the body of an adult with the way he was acting, and you just adored it when he does this. he peppered your faces with kisses, and he had this noticeable huge blush on his cheeks evident of the way he was feeling right now. he loves you to the moon and back <3

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pavo-ocxllus · 1 year

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❝ 𝐲𝐨𝐮'𝐫𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝 𝐠𝐮𝐢𝐥𝐭𝐲! 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐦𝐲 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭…! ❞

romantic shenanigans ensue when you start working for an infamous law firm and most definitely doesn't have to do with my recent hyper fixation on law at the moment.

𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠…

detective!shikanoin heizou as the number one detective at fontaine legal firm. as well as the pursuit of justice, he's also on the pursuit of you!

forensic scientist!albedo who's disillusioned from the thrilling profession of delving into the ground zero of crime scenes. though, with a case such as you, he might be wrong.

police officer!xiao who takes his job too seriously and instead of trying to arrest childe, he should be arresting you for stealing his heart ;)

prosecutor!cyno who's presence in the court is as vicious as his horrible puns. though—you can't deny that the tension between the both of you rival that viciousness.

pre-law!gorou with a strangely strong sense of smell and hearing, he possesses a not so strange sense of justice (and you!)

rival attorney!alhaitham who can't seem to stop meeting your path—or rather, crashing into it. with the (admittedly one-sided) feud stemming all the way from freshman year of university, it eventually led to the two of you unfortunately falling (in love?) into the same case.

interrogator!kaeya who's personality alone could be enough to pin this whole fiasco on him one bad day and simultaneously believe he's an angel on earth the next. somehow, his talents as an interrogation officer is the only thing about him that stays consistent, and perhaps something else...

mob boss!childe that can't stop finding different ways to drive you crazy. from remaining to do things that make the case worse against him to his endless teasing, the fact that he's actually innocent is the most daunting factor of working with him.

delinquent!arataki itto who is clearly innocent of his involvement in diluc's case. what kind of incriminating evidence does an anonymous tip have that made everybody believe he almost assassinated him?

and defendant!diluc, the man of the hour and whose car accident acts as the center that three cases revolve around. why does one have the motive to kill the wealthy wine tycoon, and most importantly, who was responsible?

𝐟𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠…

klee, who despite her strange nonchalance towards explosives and having alarmingly close access to ingredients to make them, is quite the adorable young girl that loves you, her big brother albedo, and the two of you together very much!

hr!kuki shinobu who is absolutely done with heizou's fontaine legal firm's antics. she does have the qualifications to work as an attorney rather than at human resources, but she wouldn't want to work with itto more than she already has to—and he doesn't even work there!

attorney!yanfei as one of the few sane people working at fontaine legal firm. though she rarely get's involved in the daily chaos of her workplace, her fiery spirit in the courtroom knows no bounds!

part-time barista!kaveh that was (begrudgingly) ordered by alhaitham to get a job so he could stop pathetically drowning in student loan debt and his latest architectural project. horrible with drinks and customer interactions outside of his usual field, it's safe to say he'd rather be in crippling debt.

hu tao serving as the proprietor of wangsheng funeral parlor and as a partner in crime to itto and heizou, much to everybody's annoyances. queen of "it was getting a little chummy around here," she is a reliable source of information.

and perhaps more?

IMPORTANT...

i'll attempt to have a taglist! hopefully, it doesn't end up as a whole-ass nightmare, but how it works is that i will reblog the start page every time i update the routes with the taglist in tow and hope for the best! if you want to be added, you can message me or send an ask! though, just to be safe, you can turn on notifs!

there's a lot of possible routes cuz i'm lowkey a sadist, four "bad endings," ten "good endings," a neutral ending, and maybe a few secret endings (who's gonna get them first?? 👀)

there isn't a set schedule for the time being! where i live in, i'm busy with preparing for a standardized test (staar will be the death of me). please be patient with me!!

𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐥𝐮𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠… heavily inspired by law dramas, tears of themis, shojo manga, manhwa, the works; fluff, hurt/comfort, interactive fic, angst

𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬… heavily inspired by law dramas and tears of themis (so i wouldn't have to do too much research lmao), definitely not realistic MAJOR CHARACTER DEATH DEPENDING ON WHAT ROUTE YOU TAKE LATER ON

𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐚 𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐠 𝐧𝐞𝐚𝐫 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐨𝐧 𝐚𝐩𝐫𝐢𝐥 𝟏𝐬𝐭, 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟑 (𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐮𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐨)

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nightchai05 · 6 months

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Genshin men x reader

hidden relationship x flirting

mostly gn pronounces, except female once. slight mention of +18

Neuvillette, Wriothesley, Kaeya, Thoma, Baizhu, Tartaglia, Itto

Neuvillette

Doesn't understand the human desire/thrill to hide a relationship, but will participate, playing his role very well. So well that you wonder if you really are going out together.

Somehow manages to graze your palm when he passes out signed documents to the Melusines, or slip you a hastily written note inviting you to dinner at a restaurant "as colleagues". You nearly burst out laughing during an important meeting with the marechaussée

Sometimes, his hairpiece falls out, and instead of putting it back on himself, he asks if you would be so kind as to help him. The Melusines are kind, but alas, too short for such a feat, there are no mirrors in sight, and you are the nearest person in the room...

When you are present during trials, he will notice you immediately. And even if he cannot always stare at the same place during the judgment, his eyes will always return to you. You have to wink or smile once, and the man must clear his throat to continue talking normally. A bad, bad person you are, playing with your man's hectic heart like that.

Wears your favourite flower as an ornament on his robes.

Permits you to make funny statements during breaks, like pointing out the uncanny resemblance between him and the otters, or that he must trip over his long robes often. Both are truthful, but not everyone is allowed to voice them. You, however, have a badge of honour slapped on your forehead: whatever Y/N says regarding Monsieur Neuvillette is fine

Wriothesley

Shows up unnanounced to "bring documents" to the Opera, knowing very well where and when you work to catch a glimpse of you.

Whenever he gives out orders to the gardes in the fortress, he will keep prolonged eye contact with you - some believe it is to establish dominance, and there's some truth to that.

You love his canines, so whenever someone makes an unfunny, nerve induced joke, he will smile widely, showing off his teeth, which is often interpreted as woflish scowling. It does not help his reputation.

If you ever spar in the Pankration Ring, he will always be nearby, personally making sure you're alright.

Talking of sparring, he takes great pleasure in fighting with you - it gives you both a chance to be up close and personal, without revealing the true nature of your relationship. Like pushing you to the ground, him on top, breathing hard into your neck. He shows off both his strength and candor, as he helps you get up, his hand lingering in yours.

Certainly has fantasies of bringing you to his office and taking you on the desk or on the couch during work hours. However, he settles on inviting you over for tea, making sure you smell like the finest tea after you get back to the surface.

Licks his lips and loosens his tie when you're around, completely nonchalant. When his eyes meet yours, you know your cheeks are warm. He sees, he senses it all, so he takes off his jacket too, playing around with the sleeves of his blouse. That's it, tonight you make him beg for it.

Kaeya

When your group is sharing a drink at Angel's Share, he leans closer put his hand on top of yours, asking to show what's in your glass. As you describe the exquisite barman's work, he glances at you, his fingers gently pinching yours.

Whenever you have a bad morning, he will take some duties off your shoulders, and shield you in front of the other knights, stating that you are a lady first and need to be treated as such, no matter if you are a knight of Favonius too.

Plans it so the bar has music playing at some point - so he can make a joke or two, and amidst the laughter and shyness of others, take you to dance.

Shows off his swordsmanship dramatically whenever you're in his field of vision.

He is known to be quite a flirt, or if you will, a charismatic extrovert, so he often puts his arm around your shoulders as a jest - but you both know it's not. Tonight, you might as well get more than a few heated kisses behind the cathedral.

Itto

Let's be honest, he wouldn't be able to hide. But he tries very hard for you.

He makes more jokes about you constantly winning the onikabuto fights. He acts hurt in public, but the grin that comes after always proves it false.

Is always jolly whenever you're around. Kuki obviously realizes something is going on. Maybe she thinks it's not mutual and that Itto is simply a lovesick guy.

You can't hide your giggling either, when the Arataki Gang's leader brings you a bouquet made of onikabuto and naku weeds. It's a friendly gesture, for sure.

He tells his gang that a certain district in Inazuma City must be protected from thieves and scoundrels at night. Why, you ask? Because he believes hat justice must reign, and you gotta start somewhere. SO why not start in the district where the beloved Y/N lives?

Shares his favourite food with you (he plays the hidden relationship so BAD you are embarassed). With chopsticks he takes a piece of fried chicken and puts it in your mouth, making fun of your expression at the same time.

You believe he misunderstood the concept of secret flirting. Apparently, for him, hiding means doing couple things but also making fun of your partner?.. In a good way, of course. Whatever. Kuki knows, and the gang are... dense. So you can continue having fun as long as you aren't woken up by the authorities knocking on your door in the middle of the night due to off-key singing at your residence's window. You KNOW that if you look outside you will see Itto playing a taiko.

Thoma

As the housekeeper and fix-it-all of the Kamisato clan, he is always running around. Sometimes it's a blessing in disguise.

No one asks where Thoma is because the answer is usually: "he's fixing the roof after last night's storm" or "he is making milk tea for his lordship because he was thirsty". Ever since he started going out with you, he disappears for only five minutes, to give you a bouquet of flowers he picked on the way and to kiss you passionately (so you can have something to look forward to later that evening).

When you are invited to the hotpot game, he usually keeps his distance, but is always very mild with ingredients he adds. He doesn’t care if the commissioner or his little sister are suffering, but your palate… yes, he’s very scared you won’t be able to taste his cooking after eating fifteen chili peppers in a row.

You both like petting animals, and this time, a group of homeless cats were lying under a small Sakura tree. Thoma will caress the same one as you – and both your fingers will touch, lightly and nearly invisibly to the naked eye. His cheeks will grow scarlet right then. You have effect on him, but he is not the main force of the housekeeping for nothing. He can withstand your charms during the day, 100%.

Baizhu

Is quite amused by the idea, so he plays the game.

Suddenly, you have more appointments at the pharmacy than before. He lets Qiqi bring your herbs, teas and ointments for whatever you have today. When you sneer and cross your arms, making it quite evident that it’s the perfect moment for him to flirt with you, he will keep a neutral face, ignoring you completely.

However, the next day, he will go to your workplace, breathless and sweaty, passing you a bag of dried herbs. “You forgot these at the pharmacy, lady” and your fingers brush and just before he turns around, he gives you the sexiest smirk.

Whenever your roads cross in public, he will invite you to hold Changsheng (to which she consented, of course). You will be pulled together by the doctor’s companion, strapping you in place. How are you going you act now that half of Liyue at the docks are seeing whatever that’s going on?

Whenever you have a real issue with your health, he will even more meticulous than with others, putting you into the backroom and offering you his services for free. He can’t have his significant other sick, not when he has so much planned for the weekend.

Tartaglia

He has to work on his flirting techniques, because the “you’re pretty, girlie” doesn’t cut it.

You go to furniture stores and cosmetics shops for fun in your free time. Of course, he will offer to pay, as everyone is aware he has the means to. But in the darkest corners, he will press his body to yours, kissing your exposed neck once and disappearing behind a shelf right after.

When your business takes you to the Northland bank, and he’s there, he will bite his lip (not at all obvious) and forget what he was talking about.

Offers to play with kids at the harbour, invites you as well. When the kids run off and hide, or chase after one another, he will steal glances and then glide his hand to your lower back – as a silent invitation to follow the children. Amidst the glee of youth, he will hug you tight, only to let you go swiftly and proudly say “whoever wins the next round gets to hug Y/N. I already did once. Now who is next?”

When he’s in Fatui mode, he doesn’t play around. If you are ever in unsafe business, he will stay close, tapping his vision, as a warning for the shady people to forget about scamming you, or touching you.

#genshin impact #genshin impact x reader #genshin x reader #genshin men x reader #i hate html coding :)#neuvillette x reader #wriothesley x reader #thoma x reader #baizhu x reader #itto x reader #childe x reader #tartaglia x reader #kaeya x reader #textpost

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myarlert · 2 years

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𝐇𝐎𝐖 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐘 𝐊𝐈𝐒𝐒

itto, heizou, ayato, al-haitham & zhongli x fem!reader

cw: fluff, smutty themes. mentions of oral [m. receiving].

short synopsis + where they like to be kissed. it’s been a while 💓

minors do not interact | m.lists

𝐈𝐓𝐓𝐎

itto can get messy sometimes, especially when he’s been away from you for some time. he very much likes to hold your face as close as he can to yours, wrapping a hand around the back of your neck to keep you there while his tongue explores your mouth, tickling yours with his own. he’s the type that has to pull away after a few seconds for a deep breath, but remains close to breathe the air from your lips. ‘i hate being away from you for this long ya know? i like having ya around. now.. how’s about we go hide somewhere and fuck—’ he couldn’t help it! he loves to go around the city and find different places to ‘do it’. especially if the spot he has chosen has the thrill of being caught.

itto has a soft spot for kisses on his neck. he’ll just tilt his head to the side and let you lick up and down, marking as you want.

𝐇𝐄𝐈𝐙𝐎𝐔

heizou omg okay so basically, he likes when things are starting to get hot and heavy and both of you take your time with tracing kisses up and down one another’s bodies. he can get really into it sometimes, tracing little bites down your tummy before heading to your sweet spots. and he loves to tease with it! he’ll be halfway down your tummy when sense you tensing up, rolling your eyes back and he would smirk against your skin. ‘you like when i kiss you here.. like this?’ maybe even give little love bites to that specific spot while mentally taking a photo of all the little places that make you twitch with anticipation. sometimes he can’t believe how responsive you are to just kisses. makes him think about how you’ll be when he has his cock deep inside you.

heizou LOVES receiving kisses on his neck and chest. he isn’t afraid to get into that subby head space and roll his head back at a glorious bite to his neck.

𝐀𝐘𝐀𝐓𝐎

kamisato ayato is a man of class. he doesn’t mind having kisses scattered anywhere tbh. sometimes though, he just lays back and lets you completely worship him the way he deserves. nothing makes him fold as much as kisses from his belly button to the tip of his cock though. his back arches when you start going down and he knows exactly what you’re doing. ‘are you..’ he’d pause and look down as you push your hair back to start the trail of kisses down his happy trail, slowly making your way from the base of his shaft to his tip, giving it a couple kitten licks while keeping eye contact. ‘what a sweet girl you are.’ hed say with a soft chuckle, hands coming down to softly move your hair from your face so he can see the way you kiss and lick him.

ayato loves those types of kisses, the ones that always lead to something more. he won’t say he doesn’t love the occasional surprise cheek kiss though.

𝐀𝐋-𝐇𝐀𝐈𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐌

tbh he’s probably really gross. right? he would absolutely push you into a wall and shove his tongue down your throat.. but with class?? would he not get all needy and do something about it? i think he would. personally, i think he likes the messy, needy kinda kisses. the ones that he gives you when he comes home after a log day, where he just grabs you by the face and gets really into it, breathing into your mouth, maybe groaning deeply into it. idk maybe i’m wrong with my theory, but he just gives me the vibe of ‘in a hurry, quickly ripping off clothes, need you now’ kinda kisser. BUT, you can’t tell me he wouldn’t worship you, kissing every inch of your body and go down on you for hours on end.

al haitham definitely likes the random kisses. just walking up and giving him a gentle kiss on the lips gives him butterflies, especially if you try your best to get up on your tippy toes hehe

𝐙𝐇𝐎𝐍𝐆𝐋𝐈

ah zhongli. the one that will see you stressing out and pull you from your headspace by grabbing you by the chin, tilting your head up to press a soft peck on your lips. oh how he’s so gentle about it too. he’d go off on a rant about how strong and capable you are, how much he loves you and believes in you. he loves when he can use his lips to pull you down and take away every drop of stress from your body. but don’t think he wouldn’t pull you into his lap to introduce you to some tricks he can do with that lovely tongue of his.

zhongli loves receiving kisses anywhere but mostly the lips, cheeks maybe the tip of his nose but when you’re going down on him and you kiss his tip— yeah it’s safe to say he adores those too.

tagging @p-antomime @endlessmari @httphaitani @stygianoir @bunnyyamor

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slickfordain · 1 year

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SAGAU GENSHIN WITH A FEMININE READER !!

▓ You can still be feminine no matter what gender, idgaf ┊͙ ˘͈ᵕ˘͈

I WANNA BE SAVEEEEDDDD <333

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You’re a pretty pretty girl/boy/non-binary, that everyone in Teyvat just wants to be your knight in shining armor! Oh pretty please pretty girl/boy/non-binary! Let them save you from reality, as you’ve stated, to be a pit of hell! Let them coo into you and take care of you ! <33

You would get so many different voice lines of how pretty you look, each day. You didn’t think too much about it and thought other people got this update too. But uh— sweetie it’s not an update! They’re very genuine with their God!

Honestly I personally would see Lisa and Yae Miko personally fawning over you. And I mean, literally. Little girls would get inspired by your makeup even, and as for the boys, don’t get them started on the fact you’d do their eyeliner if you met them?! A blessing from you, their God?! THEY’RE IN LOVE!! (Wenk wonk)

And honestly, many people from Teyvat would start trying to do makeup themselves. Boys would steal some from the girls, and some would fail as they get scolded for being a thief. The Goddess themselves wouldn’t like a thief! Now would you?

Imagine Aether in a guest room doing eyeshadow and eyeliner? Mans would look so pretty I’m going to cry. He just wished you could at least help him because uh— Honey I don’t think he should be doing makeup on his own. He messed up real badly.

Truth speaking, if you were sent into Teyvat, you’re immediately gonna want someone to save your ass because you created them. Right? It’s only fair, as they said you somehow died by saving them. They should save you now.

At first, they found it rather confusing but understood why— And wanna know the best part? Whoever won would get a kiss from you with a kissing stain ~ BET YOUR ASS THEY ARE GONNA CHARGE AT ONE ANOTHER FOR YOUR AFFECTION!! Characters like Itto and other big men / women are dumbasses for affection they will cry. (Possibly kill wenk wonk)

Oh do praise them, they love it so much. They can’t help but also form a huge line of people by your place, waiting for you to say their turn so they could do nail-polishes with you. You make them feel pretty, and they love you for it. You make them feel comfortable.

But of course, would there be an imposter?

…

Be for real, which imposter would even know how the creator looks like? 💀 Nah. The “imposter” (they’re not really) would instead love you, because, everyone loves you. I don’t think you should have it other way 💗💗

Lots of lovey dovey staring is thrown at you, and lots of flirty compliments towards you too. Especially from Kaeya, but others try to beat his so called “legendary flirting skills”. Childe especially would challenge Kaeya, into a little fight of who can get the God flustered.

But then it suddenly turns into a challenge for everyone. Oh oh, and if you wear those cute revealing clothes, they’re going to faint! Hell, even blush massively / heat their faces that you could hella see it!

I especially think Pantalone would be thrilled with a feminine God. That means he could spend his Mora on cute clothings~ ♡ JUST IMAGINE THE POSSIBILITIES.

(This is short but whatever I’m trying to do Linked Universe fanfic at the same time)

#various x reader #various #yandere x reader #yandere sagau genshin impact #genshin impact x gender neutral reader

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ramayah · 2 years

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personal trainer | itto aritaki

GENRE. smut + fluff

CW. public sex, gn!reader, belly bulge, mentions of blood, praise kink, anal [not mentioned but spit is used as lube], top!itto/bttm!reader, pet name usage, perv!itto, itto being an overall, mentions of ‘ rut ’ [this is NOT a/b/o]

NOTES. wrote this on a whim [aka, not proof read 🤷🏽]— anyways, the paragraphs that are BOLDED [paragraphs ONLY] are itto's imagination.

WC. & TAGS; 2.2k & @asukases [call me 💕]

Sweat dripped down your body, groans and muffled whimpers left your trembling lips. For four [4] hours, you’d been working with your–somewhat–new personal trainer and long-time best friend, Itto Aritaki.

An absolute ripped man with the body of a Greek god was your best friend and trainer; how lucky could you be?! He wasn’t your trainer because you thought of your body in a negative light, you are absolutely stunningly gorgeous, but it was a New Years Resolution. A promise, even if it was to yourself, is one you'll never break. Even if it was in a drunken state.

“ You're doing great, [name]!” Itto complimented, handing you a icy bottle of water, “ We only have a few more to do today and you’ll be set until our next session!” His sharp toothed smile, his kind words, and all his efforts were more than enough to motivate you.

The two of you were on the more remote side of the gym, not to far from the public’s eye and surely not too close. It’s the perfect spot, in both of your opinions.

Itto was stood a few feet away from you, arms crossed over his chest with his hands curled. He watched intently at how you gripped the steel bar with strength—if only you did him like that. Rest assured, he’s much thicker than that bar. He’d be thrilled to see you try and wrap your whole hand around the base of his cock, your dainty hands trying your best just to get him all aroused as you kitten licked him tip. It’d be the most heart pounding sight ever.

God, his imagination could go so many places.

Your intoxicating smell wafted through the area where you two were set—what if.. you smelled like him? Every single day you came in? Would the other gym members stop asking you out? Stop asking if you had a lover or if you were married? Itto’d make you all his, with just his scent. The possibilities were endless, universal. Itto’s lingering gaze traveled farther than he intended it two; just like always. He stared at your thighs—your thick, sweaty thighs. What if he gripped them so tightly that you'd whimper any time that he would caress your thighs? That'd be lovely, absolutely charming.

The shorts your had on weren’t helping his growing situation, not in the slightest. It gripped around your waist, like his hands would, and it shaped your ass so carefully that he couldn’t do anything else but stare. Just to have the chance to grip your ass with his full strength in order to dig his nails into your skin and leave marks, he’d do anything—anything.

Without realizing, he had closed his eyes and started to chew the inside of his cheek.

“ Itto!” You'd cry, your wrists bound together by his large hand, his other hand held a deadly grip on your hip while his nails clawed into your skin. The burning sensation made tears stream down your face. “ Itto, please!– I can't take it anymore!” He'd then shove your face down into the pillow on order to muffle your whines, pleads, and begs for him to stop or slow down. Without any hint of mercy, he slammed his hips against against your body. Loving the way you clenched onto him so tightly as if you didn't want him to leave the warmth of your body. Shaking thighs, messy face and hair, trembling breathing pattern, scratches and scars showcasing his imprint on you; everything about this situation was so.. beautiful. Absolutely stunning.

Before realizing it, again, you had grabbed his hand and were dragging him into the bathroom closet near the both of you. A question came from him: “ What– Aren't we working out?” He was confused why you had taken him to the bathroom.

It was confused about what you meant by ‘situation down south’. Then, you pointed a finger towards his baggy shorts and made him look down. “ Oh.. oh! Oh.” Itto gulped down the non-existent clog on his throat that didn't allow him to speak for the quiet ten to fifteen-ish seconds that you two both endured. “.. my phone,” he croaked, “ it's my phone, heh, might need to check some messages!” Itto started with a shimmy, then a fast sprint to the biggest stall; his breathing pattern was shaky, unlike usually.

You felt bad. Was it because of you? Surely it wasn’t; Itto didn't think of you that way. And of he did, 0% chance he did, he would've told you so. He’s very straightforward, he always told what was on mind. So he would tell you so, correct?

You walked up to the stall after hesitating for a few minutes and knocked on it. “ I can, uhm, help you.” Then you quickly added, “ Only if you'd like me too! No.. no pressure.” Because what if he said no? That would be awkward, it definitely be awkward.

No response. Not a single breath allowed itself out of Itto’s; his little [huge] situation was was all because of you, no one else. Therefore, you were obligated to help. Is he right or is he right?

Itto heard the sound of your running shoes retracing your steps back to the entrance before a plead came out of his throat: “ I'd like for you to help me, [name].. please.” The painful feeling if his cock throbbing was too much to handle with just his hands.

—♡—

You were on your knees as Itto’s large hands were grasped on the back of your head, gripping on your loose hair. Your hands, however, were both gripped around his cock, jerking off whatever your mouth couldn't fit. Your tongue laid flat against his curved cock, bobbing your head against his cock and feeling of it hitting the back of your throat was more than enough for tears to start pricking at your eyes. You gagged each time it hit the back of your throat; but your throat felt like heaven. So tight and wet, God. It was better than he ever could've imagined.

But he wanted more; so much more.

Itto's hands that were planted firm on the back of your head shoved your mouth further on his dick, making you take it all down your throat. Gags were all he heard came from you; but he didn't care. Not one bit. It was your fault and he was sure to make you pay.

A slurred ‘Itto, please’ came out when he finally released you after his cum was down your throat. His cock was covered in saliva. The lingering taste of his cum was on your tongue; little drops of it mixed with your spit dripped down your chin. Your hair was messy and loose, your eyes were bloodshot and your face was covered in multiple streaks of tears. It was such a pretty sight for Itto; a very, very pretty sight.

The grip you had on his thighs made him realize what he had just done. “ I’m– I’m sorry!” he cried as he grabbed your hands and helped you to your feet. The mess that was smeared all over your face was carefully wiped away with tissues that Itto had on hand. Itto’s index finger carefully wiped your lips in a slow paced manner, trying so hard not to stare at them; but he failed.

After nervously biting your lower lip, an inquiry came from you: “ Do you want to kiss me?” It came out as a whisper; nothing that was truly meant to be heard by Itto's ears, but you couldn't help it. You wanted to kiss him, so badly. Which shouldn't make your nervous after the ‘agreement’ between you two.

“ Yeah, really badly.”

—♡—

One thing leg to another and here you two were: your back pressed up against the stall door, your legs wrapped around Itto’s waist with your pants and underwear long discarded, leaving your with your shirt and socks on. Itto on the other hand held the underside of your thighs with his nails digging into flesh. He now wore a loose ponytail with some strands of hair sticking to his sweaty forehead.

“ Fuck, you're tight.” Itto hissed before bitting his lower lip. You were so tight around him that he felt like he’d snap.

Small sobs came from you as he tried his best to slowly ease himself into you; “ It’s not gonna—hic – fit! It’s too big!” You sobbed and whined, cock twitching at the fact he was intruding on your insides so painfully. It made your thighs tremble, it was hard to keep them open for him, but you had to. It felt so good but so painful. Itto started to press kisses against your shoulder, neck, and face. “ Calm down..” He whispered against your neck, he wasn't even halfway in. Itto was a good 9.5 inches, and with only the tip in it would surely take some time for him to fit himself fully inside of you.

“ Ah–” You choked on your own voice when he shoved himself fully inside of you; you could feel his cock twitching inside of you. Shaky, reluctant breaths left your trembling lips as your pressed your hands to his chest, “..don’t move.” You whispered, trying your best not to let out the cry that wanted to erupt from your throat. “ I’ll wait until you’re ready,” Itto whispered while pressing kisses on your shoulder blade in an attempt to calm you down.

You stayed in that position for a while, trying to stop your legs from trembling. It too a few exhales and inhales for you to finally let out a quiet ‘ you can move’. Itto almost didn't hear it. Whilst nesting his head in the crook of your neck [on your shoulder blade-ish], he started with slow paced movements and set a rhythm for himself to follow.

Soft whimpers came from you as you tried your best to stabilize yourself; “ Itto, Itto, Itto..” You whispered, toes curling at the painful grip he has on you. “ Oh, God.” You mumbled, cock twitching as you started to feel euphoria from how his dick twitched slightly against your walls, not even you knew you were so sensitive. “ Oh, Itto—” A sharp hiss came from you once he started to move faster; hushed groans started to come from him.

“ God, baby, mmm..” You bit your lower lip from the euphoric feeling that was starting to grow in the pit of your stomach. “ You feel so good, [name]– so, so good.” Itto huffed whilst thrusting his hips upwards repeatedly. “ Oh God, fuck–” Hushed cries came from you; not purposefully, but due to the immense pleasure, and other than cum, it was all you could produce. “ [name], [name], [name]–” Itto's ragged breathing, the way he grinded himself against you, the way he fit and twitched so great inside of you— it was more than enough to get you riled up.

Ropes of cum spouted from you cock, covering your skin and Itto's shirt.

“ Wha– What're you doing?!” You truthfully thought that by you cumming, he would come as well. Dumb idea. Truthfully, it was a dumb idea. He carefully dropped your legs and turned you around with your face pressed up against the door. “ God, you're pretty. Seems like you're missing my cock all ready.” You could hear the cocky tone in his voice, but you didn't say anything because you knew he was right. Itto rubbed his dick against your hole, groaning at how god you felt against him. “ Fuck, fuck.. You're perfect. Absolutely perfect.”

Itto eased his tip inside of your twitching hole for a second time, a loud, exasperated gasp mixed with a sigh came from you.

He didn't waste time and fucked you like an animal in his rut. “ [name], oh god, [name]!” Itto half moaned, half breathed against you neck. It felt so much better than his dreams. So, so much better. Tears started to stream down your face once his cum has started to fill your insides. “ God,” Itto huffed out, check heaving up and down while pressed up against your back. “ Haah, ah..” You breathed, holding onto the stall door trying to get your thighs from trembling.

“ Oh, God, I'm sorry. I didn't mean– well, I did mean to do ‘this’–” Itto said, referring to the earlier non-accident, “ But I didn't mean to make you such a mess; I'm sorry.”

You grabbed Itto’s hands, placing them on your hips as you leaned into his chest.

“ One more— one more time, please.”

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ᴡʜᴇɴ ᴛʜᴇʏ'ʀᴇ ᴊᴇᴀʟᴏᴜꜱ

ꜰʀᴏᴍ: ɢᴇɴꜱʜɪɴ ɪᴍᴘᴀᴄᴛ ᴘᴀɪʀɪɴɢꜱ: ᴅɪʟᴜᴄ, ɪᴛᴛᴏ, ᴢʜᴏɴɢʟɪ, ᴅᴏᴛᴛᴏʀᴇ x ꜰᴇᴍ!ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ ᴡᴀʀɴɪɴɢꜱ: !ᴍɪɴᴏʀꜱ ᴅɴɪ! ꜱᴍᴜᴛ ꜱᴛᴜꜰꜰ, ᴅᴏᴛᴛᴏʀᴇ! ᴊᴇᴀʟᴏᴜꜱʏ, ʏᴇᴛ ᴅᴏᴛᴛᴏʀᴇ ɪꜱ ᴛʜᴇ ᴏɴᴇ ᴡʜᴏ'ꜱ ᴀᴄᴛᴜᴀʟʟʏ ᴊᴇᴀʟᴏᴜꜱ ᴀᴜᴛʜᴏʀ'ꜱ ɴᴏᴛᴇ: ᴀꜱ ᴀʟᴡᴀʏꜱ, ᴇɴɢʟɪꜱʜ ɪꜱ ɴᴏᴛ ᴍʏ ꜰɪʀꜱᴛ ʟᴀɴɢᴜᴀɢᴇ, ʙᴇ ʜᴏʀɴʏ ♡

✧･ﾟᴅɪʟᴜᴄ - Diluc is definitely the type who wouldn't demonstrate jealousy. rather cross his hands on his chest, breathing in a full breath, trying to focus on the work. - secondly, I don't even think he's the jealous guy. listen, Diluc knows you won't cheat on him, thus he can trust you. - soft kisses on your forehead, which means "let's go home, darling" or he'd hold you by your waist which also means "she's mine". - the redhead man is pretty good at hiding his emotions, as a matter of fact, no matter how long you two have been together, it's still difficult for you to understand his feelings. - i guess, if somehow he gets jealous, the answer is obvious - he's out of town. just imagining someone hitting on you encourages him to have some feelings. - if diluc caught kaeya (yep, that man knows he'd be jealous) or another bold person who'd dare to offer you a drink - well, that is time for retribution.. "honey, come here", pointing to his lap with his palms, Diluc sat on the chair, looking directly into your eyes, observing you taking off your shirt, exposing your bare beasts to the cool night air. "i want you to know you're mine. only mine". you smiled, sitting on his lap, burying your nose in a man's shoulder - you know that. you started a path of kisses from his shoulder to the neck, each time lingering longer. you placed both of your palms on his cheeks, gently rubbing the skin with the thumbs; Diluc tilted his head back, exposing the neck, thus you could leave mark on his skin. "you wish is my command, my love" he groaned. "now tell me, my angel" he raised his head to again meet with your stare. "should we do gentle this night?" ✧･ﾟɪᴛᴛᴏ - clingy clingy clingy and clingy. - DON'T GET ME WRONG HERE, but. i'm imagining him practically do everything to get your attention. "heeey, y/n, look, there's super duper huge onikabuto!!" or "let's find out how long can i stand on my head without breathing!" you know - itto being itto things. - and i bet he's got your attention. - acting childish and maybe silly, but all to get that guy away from you. - arataki itto, the head of the arataki gang himself.. will propose a contest of bugs. yep, that's right. - yet being serious here, it's known that you belong to onni, it's evident on your neck: hickeys and marks and also his hands all over your body whenever you leave the house. - first, when itto saw you and some guy talking, the next second he'd be holding your waist and kissing your cheeks. - don't get me wrong here, but i'm sure both of you 'like' to play this game. moreover - you enjoy it! "don't fucking touch yourself. take my cock deeper, i wanna be balls deep in that cute little mouth of yours" by now, you've realized how wrong it was ignoring him. however, there's something you're finding pleasure in: standing on your knees in the Chinju Forest and being a mouthful of cock and dripping pussy . the picture of you gagging on his big dick in the middle of the forest truly thrilling Itto's mind: he licks his dry lips, giving you some time to catch your breath. "you've been ignoring me like for hours and now you're gagging on my fucking cock, how sweet it is! daddy can't take it, too big? just suck my dick, honey". even though you're far from a winner, the fact that in your "who loses because of jealousy" challenge you won - you smirk, knowing that you'll get your desired trophy at home. ✧･ﾟᴢʜᴏɴɢʟɪ - not as clingy as itto, not as malicious as dottore, yet zhongli is rather a calm man. - he will be standing quietly behind your back while you tell a group of people about cor-lapis. zhongli kisses you sweetly on the top of your head as you stroll through the streets of the city, intertwining your fingers together. - nothing happens in liyue without him knowing, so he'll know exactly who tried to invite you to tea. - however, the whole liyue knows that you are already with him. - i don't think zhongli could be jealous at all. he's more likely to be worried if you're okay and no one is bothering you. - but, he still might be a little jealous, although he's contradicting himself. it's more about that young vigorous boy you're working with. "you know you're mine, y/n. and i'm all yours, darling." zhongli started, slowly undressing you, standing on his knees and taking your panties off. he kisses your ankles gently, staring deeply into your eyes; you simply can't take your eyes off the way how willingly and sexily he's kissing his way up to the most intimate. "zhongli.." you moaned, running your fingers through his silky hair.he looked up, leaving kisses on the inside of your thigh, smirking at the sight of you: disheveled hair, breasts heaving frequently, legs thrown over your shoulders - perfect. "yes, darling?" the man still found strength and politeness, despite being on the verge of exhaustion. "tell me, what's the problem?" you would have tried to say something, but his deft tongue that touched your clit - made you mewl, opening your mouth in a speechless moan. "I think I know what you want". ✧･ﾟᴅᴏᴛᴛᴏʀᴇ - answer me.. do you wanna die?? if not, why the heck are you making him jealous? even if you did it unconsciously, don't do it. - but, to be honest, if you're dating Dottore, be aware that you won't leave the house. - he is the exact opposite of Itto: this man would probably be staring and smirking, imagining thousands of examples of torture he'd gladly reward that lucky man. - even the fatui are afraid to look at you since they're aware of dottore's power. when you asked your partner about that, he shrugged, carefully stirring the contents of the test tube: "I have no idea, baby." - rather cold-blooded than acting emotionally. the harbinger is even apprehensive about the fact that he does care about a miserable boy who's trying to get your attention and the way you're trying to hide your smile, cause you know what your partner will do to him. - if the doctor, as i said before, finds his intentions beyond the boundaries of what of permissible, dottore would grab you by your waist and place his hand on your cheek, saying: "darling, is that guy bothering you?" - say "yes", and no one will ever see this boy. - you are only his toy, his little thing to play with, why is that guy even peeking at you? - the second dottore is done with that unlucky man, he'll be patient: taking his time to play a little game with you. "what is it, y/n, can't take it anymore?" surely teasing you, as his two fingers are stretching your pussy. to his command "do not interrupt eye contact" with your tearful eyes, you're observing him smiling mockingly whilst his second hand is playing with your clit. both of your hands are tied above the headboard as you're trying not to move your knees together of how intensive and ending those feelings are. "'m c-cum-ming!" you tried to mumble, yet all in vain: you whimpered some inaudible words as your mind got blurred in consequence of your another upcoming orgasm. "not now, slut, not now." dottore is cooing, gently stroking your inner thighs. "after all, that's your punishment" he pulled out his fingers, just to put them in the mouth to have a taste of you. "you taste so sweet, my little toy, do you mind if I lick your juices, darling?

ᴛʜᴇ ɴᴇxᴛ ᴘᴀʀᴛ - ᴀʏᴀᴛᴏ, ᴄʜɪʟᴅᴇ, ᴘᴀɴᴛᴀʟᴏɴᴇ, ᴋᴀᴇʏᴀ ♡ ��ɪᴛʜ ʟᴏᴏᴏᴠᴇ

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icallyoumylord · 1 year

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ᴡʜᴇɴ ᴛʜᴇʏ'ʀᴇ ᴊᴇᴀʟᴏᴜꜱ

ꜰʀᴏᴍ: ɢᴇɴꜱʜɪɴ ɪᴍᴘᴀᴄᴛ

ᴘᴀɪʀɪɴɢꜱ: ᴅɪʟᴜᴄ, ɪᴛᴛᴏ, ᴢʜᴏɴɢʟɪ, ᴅᴏᴛᴛᴏʀᴇ x ꜰᴇᴍ!ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ

ᴡᴀʀɴɪɴɢꜱ: !ᴍɪɴᴏʀꜱ ᴅɴɪ! ꜱᴍᴜᴛ ꜱᴛᴜꜰꜰ, ᴅᴏᴛᴛᴏʀᴇ! ᴊᴇᴀʟᴏᴜꜱʏ, ʏᴇᴛ ᴅᴏᴛᴛᴏʀᴇ ɪꜱ ᴛʜᴇ ᴏɴᴇ ᴡʜᴏ'ꜱ ᴀᴄᴛᴜᴀʟʟʏ ᴊᴇᴀʟᴏᴜꜱ

ᴀᴜᴛʜᴏʀ'ꜱ ɴᴏᴛᴇ: ᴀꜱ ᴀʟᴡᴀʏꜱ, ᴇɴɢʟɪꜱʜ ɪꜱ ɴᴏᴛ ᴍʏ ꜰɪʀꜱᴛ ʟᴀɴɢᴜᴀɢᴇ, ʙᴇ ʜᴏʀɴʏ ♡

✧･ﾟᴅɪʟᴜᴄ

- Diluc is definitely the type who wouldn't demonstrate jealousy. rather cross his hands on his chest, breathing in a full breath, trying to focus on the work.

secondly, I don't even think he's the jealous guy. listen, Diluc knows you won't cheat on him, thus he can trust you.

- soft kisses on your forehead, which means "let's go home, darling" or he'd hold you by your waist which also means "she's mine".

- the redhead man is pretty good at hiding his emotions, as a matter of fact, no matter how long you two have been together, it's still difficult for you to understand his feelings.

- i guess, if somehow he gets jealous, the answer is obvious - he's out of town. just imagining someone hitting on you encourages him to have some feelings.

- if diluc caught kaeya (yep, that man knows he'd be jealous) or another bold person who'd dare to offer you a drink - well, that is time for retribution..

"honey, come here", pointing to his lap with his palms, Diluc sat on the chair, looking directly into your eyes, observing you taking off your shirt, exposing your bare beasts to the cool night air. "i want you to know you're mine. only mine".

you smiled, sitting on his lap, burying your nose in a man's shoulder - you know that. you started a path of kisses from his shoulder to the neck, each time lingering longer. you placed both of your palms on his cheeks, gently rubbing the skin with the thumbs; Diluc tilted his head back, exposing the neck, thus you could leave mark on his skin.

"your wish is my command, my love" he groaned. "now tell me, my angel" he raised his head to again meet your stare. "should we do gentle this night?"

✧･ﾟɪᴛᴛᴏ

- clingy clingy clingy and clingy.

- DON'T GET ME WRONG HERE, but. i'm imagining him practically doing everything to get your attention. "heeey, y/n, look, there's super duper huge onikabuto!!" or "let's find out how long can i stand on my head without breathing!" you know - itto being itto things.

- and i bet he's got your attention.

- acting childish and maybe silly, but all to get that guy away from you.

- arataki itto, the head of the arataki gang himself.. will propose a contest of bugs. yep, that's right.

- yet being serious here, it's known that you belong to onni, it's evident on your neck: hickeys and marks and also his hands all over your body whenever you leave the house.

- first, when itto saw you and some guy talking, the next second he'd be holding your waist and kissing your cheeks.

- don't get me wrong here, but i'm sure both of you 'like' to play this game. moreover - you enjoy it!

"don't fucking touch yourself. take my cock deeper, i wanna be balls deep in that cute little mouth of yours" by now, you've realized how wrong it was to ignore him. however, there's something you're finding pleasure in: standing on your knees in the Chinju Forest and being a mouthful of cock and dripping pussy. the picture of you gagging on his big dick in the middle of the forest truly thrilling Itto's mind: he licks his dry lips, giving you some time to catch your breath.

"you've been ignoring me for hours and now you're gagging on my fucking cock, how sweet it is! daddy can't take it, too big? just suck my dick, honey".

even though you're far from a winner, the fact that in your "who loses because of jealousy" challenge you won - you smirk, knowing that you'll get your desired trophy at home.

✧･ﾟᴢʜᴏɴɢʟɪ

- not as clingy as itto, not as malicious as dottore, yet zhongli is rather calm.

- he will be standing quietly behind your back while you tell a group of people about cor-lapis.

- nothing happens in liyue without him knowing, so he'll know exactly who tried to invite you to tea.

- however, the whole liyue knows that you are already with him.

- i don't think zhongli could be jealous at all. he's more likely to be worried if you're okay and no one is bothering you.

- but, he still might be a little jealous, although he's contradicted himself. it's more about that young vigorous boy you're working with.

"you know you're mine, y/n. and i'm all yours, darling." zhongli started, slowly undressing you, standing on his knees and taking your panties off. he kisses your ankles gently, staring deeply into your eyes; you simply can't take your eyes off the way how willingly and sexily he's kissing his way up to the most intimate.

"zhongli.." you moaned, running your fingers through his silky hair.

"yes, darling?" the man still found strength and politeness, despite being on the verge of exhaustion. "tell me, what's the problem?"

you would have tried to say something, but his deft tongue that touched your clit - made you mewl, opening your mouth in a speechless moan.

"I think I know what you want".

✧･ﾟᴅᴏᴛᴛᴏʀᴇ

- answer me.. do you wanna die?? if not, why the heck are you making him jealous? even if you did it unconsciously, don't do it.

- he is the exact opposite of Itto: this man would probably be staring and smirking, imagining thousands of examples of torture he'd gladly reward that lucky man.

- even the fatui are afraid to look at you since they're awarded of dottore's power. when you asked your partner about that, he shrugged, carefully stirring the contents of the test tube: "I have no idea, baby."

- rather cold-blooded than acting emotionally. the harbinger is even apprehensive about the fact that he does care about a miserable boy who's trying to get your attention and the way you're trying to hide your smile, cause you know what your partner will do to him.

- if the doctor, as i said before, finds his intentions beyond the boundaries of what of permissible, dottore would grab you by your waist and place his hand on your cheek, saying: "darling, is that guy bothering you?"

- say "yes", and no one will ever see this boy.

- you are only his toy, his little thing to play with, why is that guy even peeking at you?

- the second dottore is done with that unlucky man, he'll be patient: taking his time to play a little game with you.

"what is it, y/n, can't take it anymore?" surely teasing you, as his two fingers are stretching your pussy. to his command "do not interrupt eye contact" with your tearful eyes, you're observing him smiling mockingly whilst his second hand is playing with your clit. both of your hands are tied above the headboard as you're trying not to move your knees together of how intensive and ending those feelings are.

"'m c-cum-ming!" you tried to mumble, yet all in vain: you whimpered some inaudible words as your mind got blurred in consequence of your other upcoming orgasm.

"not now, slut, not now." dottore is cooing, gently stroking your inner thighs. "after all, that's your punishment" he pulled out his fingers, just to put them in his mouth to have a taste of you.

"you taste so sweet, my little toy, do you mind if I lick your juices, darling?

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anantaru · 1 year

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THREE SECONDS

— ꒰ synopsis ꒱ — as your relationship was ready to take the next step, itto wanted you to meet his granny who had raised him for the majority of his life and was beyond thrilled to show you where he grew up in as a child, or especially how cozy his old bedroom seemed to be.

— ꒰ a/n ꒱ — this fic stems from a little thirst i wrote a while ago and since i adored that idea so so much i just had to make a whole one shot for it, didn’t expect it to get so long though, still, enjoy! <3

— ꒰ word count ꒱ — 5.9k

— ꒰ warnings ꒱ — [ex]plicit, fem! reader, messy, whiny itto but also rough itto, riding, fingering, he's insatiable, the horny took him hostage, slight size difference (i mean he's huge), semi! public + his granny is next door preparing dinner.

arataki itto, the one, the only— a man, who could never be easily defeated in the eyes upon his very self.

by the same token, he, in no circumstances regarded anything as a real believed problem which he would have to face in his life sooner or later on, to a higher notice, was he someone who'd pick out the clear positive in most heeded aspects and proceed to give his furthermost, unswerving best.

for you, he was everything and anything, all at once. The bordering, ingrained proximity between you both could have been esteemed like a mind altering drug— neither of you was marginally capable to keep a distance between each other, not when your relationship carried on to bring forth the best of your abilities.

arataki itto— the love of your life, your soulmate, a man who, to the actual core, triumphantly won your heart and sung a promise to protect it from danger of any kind.

be that as it may, tonight, your entire relationship had all gotten a different meaning in his life because of an undisclosed exponent, itto came into hazardous contact with his first real enemy in a long time— the name of the weighty villain was well known, ponderously soliloquized upon the brimming nations of teyvat, the revolting mischief;

anxiety.

now, to remain logical and give the full picture— today was the prized day where you were going to lastly make acquaintance with the person who had raised him for the larger number of his being— his granny, who graciously took him in as a little oni and fondly watched after him with peerless faith and love in this world.

and despite that, unbeknownst to itto, you were, without no holds barred, feeling the same level of distress. It wasn't unnatural to sought after such a devoted step in a relationship— on the flip side can it become undoubtedly frightening and alarming, singularly when it was a striking indicator to remark just how dead serious you both conceived your relationship and its fancied continuance.

when the evening befell the nation of inazuma in its brilliant illustrious artistry, you had met up with your timid boyfriend to then, fidgety stride to his grannies small sized house which had been a partially shade far outside of inazuma city.

your zooming thoughts— like cannon balls, were in abysmal need of required relaxation, in reality, you truly had no reason to be this frightened because even though you had never met her prior to this day, you heard nothing but subliming wonderful deeds about the woman in question, her accepting care and understandings, the way she did not see any differences in humans and oni— viewing them as equal.

"hey no sleeping!" itto suddenly barks, "wait wait are you feeling sick? we can turn around and sit for a while." oh, he sounds nervous but you insist you're fine, because truthfully, you had just reached your destination and you won't be defeated by something as insignificant as nervousness— it's alright, yet you wonder if your hands could please stop sweating so much? ignore it ignore it, there's no way back now.

in front of the door made of otogi wood, your boyfriend lessened his handsome face to meet you, holding your pretty eyes with his diamond shaped pupils. You easily allow yourself permission to cross the fleeting words in your thoughts to run over his question, what he had asked was indeed chucklesome, in a way that you weren't for certain if the spelled out sentence was solely pointed towards your person or if he was in reality questioning himself. "yes i'm alright— are you though?"

the jocular idea of turning around did not cross your mind, not when you came this far and speaking forthcomingly, the pronounced concern on itto's scrunched expression was much larger and dignified than your own, yet despite that, said tangible worry wasn't one bathed in hesitancy or doubts, more— in an enthusiastic procedure that you were, at last, meeting such an important person in his life.

"of- of course i am!" he blabbers, "do i not look okay?!" yeah.. he must be thoroughly relaxed, right? that must be the obvious case, though he was actively waving his hand in the air— yet in front of his cheeks, he made sure he's covering himself, so you wouldn't get a singular chance to catch him blush in a full scarlet pitch, "why— why the hell shouldn't i be?"

"you seem nervous." you bluntly stated but teased, firmly deepening the eye contact and archons, how flustered itto could become when you won't tear your enthralling eyes off him, "— or scared." you carry on to unfitly taunt your lover, sneakily drawing down a firm grin but leaving your brows quirked up light heartedly, "whenever you're experiencing one of those two emotions, your voice gets a little higher, you know?"

"wha-" he interjects, "it doesn't!" for a crisp second, itto came to terms with his graspable frame of mind— because why should he hide his agitation from you? and then the straightforward tension that had been viciously eating him up from the inside out ceased to exist, "not true!" now, come now, "not me!" it had blurred itself out when he got ruminated with a sudden contagious laugh from you while caressing his arm to soothe his worries once more.

"yeah, i can see that." these are some mean turn of events to play with your boyfriends sensitive feelings like that, he figured, so he let his strong hands shelter your soft cheeks in a heart beat, "i'm never scared of anything." he's unnerved, back to his confident self.

"never ever ever, in a million ever never years!"

"you're crazy." you laugh and offer him a signature smile, freely blustering out a sheltered breath as you humanely lean into his left palm— itto flashes you his pearly white teeth and his thumb was lightly tapping on your plump bottom lip before placing a sensual kiss on top.

curiously enough, he never missed the chance to do that, to flip his thumb over your lips with a large smile, so he could lead you through what he was originally planning to do— to smooth you.

"lets get moving m'lady." he refrains, behaving a split amount differently, in all respects energized, "we're already in front of the door."

"you know what i meant!" he pipes up in an immediate rebuttal while angrily stomping his feet on the ground, banteringly pinching your hip, "ouch!" you loudly squeak out in surprise but itto was quicker— because he directly then knocked on the wooden door so you couldn't get back at him without letting his granny see it too.

his coruscating eyes, they expectantly bunch up while actively awaiting for his granny to open the large door to his childhood home, the place, were no matter what past memories, whether good or bad, had been crafted.

"dear, is that you itto?" you paid attention to an older ladies puny asserting voice upon a small space between door and frame, revealed was a short and on the face of it, feeble woman, appearing from behind. "granny! oh granny!" itto loudly cheers and muses, "you sure took your time granny!" this was an all in all cherished attribute you treasured about itto's entire personality— while surely, it by no means has been spread amongst the crowds that he was known for his loud and sparkling persona, but observing his innocent delight when encountered with his parental figure, openly fostered a total gladden in you— it's because you love him, just how he was.

in redirected regard of your own self, you didn't dare to move a single inch— as if frozen to the cold ground, though be that as it may, you could proceed with your reasoning and refer to it as the 'not well regarded accessory' to your continuous pestering tenseness that wickedly sauntered through head to toe.

but on a positive note, it was beneficial enough for itto to be this tall and large in comparison to your own frame, meaning you were capable to easily slip behind his back in hiding.

"this is who i've been telling you about." damn it, a genuine smile plucked the outer region of his lips as he largely stepped aside to reveal you like a gift from the heavens, his hands embarrassingly pointing towards you.

before you can say anything at all, itto had gladly taken over the role of the awkward introduction process himself and introduced you to his lovely granny.

again, thanks to the electro archon for your perfect boyfriend.

"it is such a deep pleasure of meeting you, dear." whatever it may be now, the woman conveyed an immediate tranquillizing quell which had brightly subdued your tensed muscles. "the pleasure really is all mine, miss!" extending your hand to her, she slowly lunged forward to shake it as you introduced yourself again.

now, in retrospect, this entire time, you had been tremendously nervous— highly strung, repeatedly shifting in your shuddering stance from left foot to right foot, right foot to left foot, though now, as you walked into her small home— with itto being a gentleman and closing the door shut behind you both, you at present had felt like you were truly welcomed in her abode.

(major mental sticker for the next time: don't let the useless negativity consume your goddamn mind, okay?)

well, back to business.

throughout the time, itto's sizable hand was, no matter what, situated solidly on the region above your behind, lovingly stationed on your lower back while he guided you to the homely warm and restful living room.

when you listlessly skimmed through the many decorations of the place, you discovered a framed picture of itto as a child next to his granny, it wasn't difficult to see their emotions through the stilled memory, both were marvelously happy and utterly fulfilled— grateful, with a squishy onikabuto plushie being sponged and pressed into itto's chest.

how long have you been staring at the frame? you can't recall, but fortunately to you, you got drawn back to the present reality when your boyfriend pinched your arm. His grandma— such a warm hearted lady, had affectionately assembled two beverages meant for you as she further beckoned you two to take a seat on the mellow couch.

"this is quite embarrassing." she weirdly was in a panicked stance about something rather awful, even going as far as to idly enclose her slender arms around herself, shaking, "what is it granny? are you sick?"

itto pucks himself into the seat with concern, yet striving to stand up right again and aid her in whatever was the critical problem at hand, "oh no! dear." she worrisomely shakes her head and her cheeks irradiated a scarlet tint, "but the dinner isn't ready yet!"

"that's all?!" itto exhales enormously from his chest— to a greater extent, one could say he was about to pass out from the thought of having something serious happen without him being in on it. Despite your rocky state of emotions from beforehand, you were now hopeful and viewed this polished opportunity as your sweet time to shine.

"can i be of help?" you bring forth self assured confidence in your tone color, "i might not be as skilled as you but i can try!" sliding the glass back on the coffee table, you were ready to get up and aid in the kitchen— it was not a big deal and you were always happy to help, especially when it was someone who was regarded as the closest family member to your boyfriend.

having said that, the wishing reply you had longed for, wasn't actually what happened, "there's no need dear." she sweetly giggled around her words, being truly flustered to the core by your sweet attempt to help her out, pretty much warming up with you already— you were lovely in her eyes, "and i'm certain itto desperately wants to show you around, isn't that right?"

you, of course, won't argue with that, "so damn right!" itto was full of happiness, and now, he's pushing himself up from his seat, additionally inviting you over to grab onto his hand so he could lead you around everything, "there's much to show after all!" with your hands quietly placed on your thighs, you feel nothing but giddy and take his palm, but rationally, you'd rather spend time with her so you could get to know her better.

that certainly was the best idea, but inside of you, the sultry skittish feeling of watching itto like that— so happy and excited, was priceless in your very eyes, maybe ... you could sneak in a few fleeting kisses before having to come back, hmmm, this does sound quite bewitching now, doesn't it?

on the way out of the living room, you were met once again with objects from his past, all pridefully shown and displayed around the tiny corridor he was leading you in. Next, on the very left, you found yourself in front of a wooden door that wasn't like any other, it was, quite frankly, messed up with what seemed to be symbols clumsily drawn on with a bunch of pencils— very itto typical, you humbly added.

"there we go." he's so excited, happy, euphoric— are there any other ways to possibly describe his emotions right now because in itto's perspective none of them were doing it justice, "the room of a real oni!"

"aww!" you accept the entry and let him close the door, leaving you both sheltered in place. his room was bigger than you had actually expected; a small, cleaned bed lovingly decorated with two larger plushies on top— one specifically caught your eyes, it was the same one that you saw earlier on the picture with his grandma, the onikabuto exemplar, while the other was funnily resembling a ruin guard of some sorts?

without much to say, both were worn off, he must've played with them in his childhood days.

"what do you think?" he quirks a brow, "to be honest, i was a little worried it wouldn't do me justice." you roll your eyes in the back of your head, what a guy.

at the prospect of being quite the stunner at taunting or playing with your boyfriend, you breathe out euphorically before speaking again, "the bed is so tiny, how little you were itto!"

"tiny?! it's not tiny!" he stomps forward, "this isn't tiny! or is it?"

was this the beginning of a heated debate? not really, but maybe a little. to elaborate himself further without requiring words, itto was swift and eager to carelessly wind away the dear plushies to awkwardly drop his wholeness onto the frail bed and archons— let it be known that the old woman outside had trouble hearing because those damned squeaking sounds were violent, dropping off the walls with an intensity you haven't heard before.

was itto about to break the bed? no no, you suppose. hopefully not.

"looky looky." he thoughtlessly leans back into the silken cushions but props himself up with his elbows so his pretty view on you would turn out even prettier, "it's large, just like me." — how can this man be for real sometimes, you wonder, snorting out a silly laugh on how impossibly comical he looked right now, with the majority of his legs hanging out of the bed frame.

"it sure does." you feign your engaging sentencing, silently getting close and walking towards him to sit, somewhere— which, uh, wasn't possible because he took the entire space.

literally, how could he not?

so, instead, you had, emphasizing heavily on the 'had', resulted to therefore straddling his hips with your thighs on each side of him. You're leaning forward and to that— your dress instantly responded with unknowingly pining up and revealing more of your smooth legs. Due to this unseen course of events, itto thumbed down entirely, now laying flat with you mounting on top.

the shallow heave that unbuttons from his throat when you declined your head to sweetly plant a semi innocent kiss on his lips, it was overflowing with tension, beyond wishing, so he leaned in— one kiss, two, one more? perhaps a couple.

in a profound refrain, you found yourself relaxed, making out with itto, still largely gentle and shy— if only he wouldn't have began to skim over your body with his hands, up and down in circles, his palms were seizing the movements of you, heatedly glissading over your exposed skin until looming them further back to greedily grab a fistful of your flesh and knead your ass to drag you close.

on purpose or not? but your cunt was now directly brushing on top of his member.

"mmh." you inaudibly whimper into his mouth as you coincidentally rub down on his groin, "ah— i'm sorry." he speaks and unexpectedly drags your pussy over his hidden cock. "fuck-" normally, you're so so careful— fuck, you wouldn't, right? do it on purpose, never.

amusing, you, as a matter of action, did not miss how tensed up itto was, how overwhelmed with the budding pressure in his pants.

how ... he was in his old bedroom, giving his almost painfully growing erection the thing it desired, from you, his cute darling. His breathing had been erratic while his digits further altered your flesh to keep you stilled but surely pressed right on top of his swelling cock.

rationality, here we go, "w-wwwait." his cheeks had a sudden burn with an equal amount of both a higher consciousness of euphoric bliss and clear embarrassment, itto figures that— archons, he might already be done for, the 'little' problem in his pants, how was he supposed to get rid of it before dinner?

"sorry." you cheekily coo and bit your lip back at him, "but you're comfy." cozily wrapping your arms around his neck, maybe another kiss will do it, so you sloppily go down and pull away with a sharp tug on his lower lip. You smile, although sheepish, "we should get up." and whisper the evident.

but unmistakably, if you would've acted out on what you were manifesting, or that you were more than certain you had wholly slicked up your thin panties by now— sensing them stick on your core, you would've blindingly leaned in to whatever you were attempting to do this second.

"wait." oh? this tone was different and you liked it— remembering the cause of it too. Much deeper was the timbre and not in his usual airless color, because itto was dead serious in his shaking utterance, a single word demonstrated a devilish command, "i'm a little—" you follow his eyes with your own and watch the mess in between your sticked together bodies— your dress had been draped up even more and was now pressed up, resting right above the beginning of your ass while itto's pants were extremely tight.

he embarrassingly looks up at you with hesitancy, "oh you know- i think i need a second." and he forcefully exhales his words from his tight chest, "but you are- fantastic." and prolongs his trembling heave right after, "and warm." while he closes his eyes, only a short amount because he had to catch your hips and stop them when you tried to move.

"what are you?!" he groans so loud, too loud— shameless, as you were quick to shush his noisy tongue with your hand clutched around his needy mouth, "shhh, don't talk." you coo, "don't say anything." and he listens carefully, with wide opened eyes, nervously gulping down the assembled saliva, "let me help you out, okay baby?"

finally, fucking finally, he thought, "c-careful." itto mumbles into your hand as you used your other to clumsily open up his pants— pulling down his, with pre cum drowned, boxers, at last freeing his erect cock that was plopping out of the garments.

it's heavy, shading red and the deep blue'ish broad veins on the underside of his girth left nothing left for imagination— your mouth practically watered at the filthy, sinful sight, but it's so tasteful and you wanted to please him right away, maybe suck him off and let him fuck your face, but now— not now, his grandma was literally in the next room and preparing dinner for you, right, almost forgotten!

lets just get this quickly over with and help your handsome boyfriend with his not so little problem— later on there was still additional time, you can always fuck at home, real messy and loud— leaving yourself to him so he was able to pump his seed into you and let it ooze out again.

"ah- baby." his voice sounded impatient and a bit whiny, "it hurts." he grits his teeth and his cheeks burn up, he lifts his hips and softly grinds into you while keeping you down, his face was incredibly red and even the tip of his ears had now visualized the exact same color. There's no way he didn't spend time to think about it too— about the shared fantasy, about pistoling his cock deep into your spongy cunt, it makes him question himself if he can actually pull it off, in this small room with the bed squeaking at every move.

the delirious flutter was risky, but worth it?

"okay, you know what?" he spills out, chasing more relief, "just the tip." he whines, "only the tip, please!" you curiously readjust yourself to rut your cunt on him— on the brink of turning brainless yourself. "you know we wouldn't stop." but the mental image of his tip splitting you roughly had you close your legs around his body, shoving your pussy on his bare cock again.

"but it hurts-" and you shake your head, just wanting to scream that it hurts you too, "i know baby but we can't."

one hundred percent a bad idea— that's what it was in an outer perspective, but how could you ignore his mushroom tip leaving itself get messed up by your arousal— how now, he nudged himself into the flimsy material of your panties to rub his length within your folds, spreading them apart, loving your wet cunt, "five seconds." you can barely hear him say it, "just five seconds." archons, where were the infamous rational thinking skills when you were in dire need of them?

fuck this, rightfully so, "three." now, you start to bargain for the tasteful prize, "four." and itto was determinedly stammering right back at you while his mouth was still covered by your hand. You both cannot believe each other, truly, how desperately needy you were, at this point barely caring anymore when he slowly bumped his drenched cock into your pussy— your underwear by now fully slipped to the side.

"three seconds!" — "oh man .. fine."

you drop your weight before he could finish his words, catching him so off guard was rare in it's own glorious state and you‘re taking his tip further, making the man underneath you deeply groan into your hand. "shut up itto!" you laugh and embarrassingly snort a little, "i'm sorry!" this whole lively situation had a comical sense to it because when else are you fucking your boyfriend in his old bedroom— in a bed that was way too small for any of you, but maybe that's the fun part of being this close together, fusing your skins as one.

you go silent, overwhelmed and shaking, to counter attack your natural body reactions you forcefully bite down on your bottom lip to withstand the upcoming moans, "fuck, fuck!" for comfort, you lean into him as his tip naturally slips in and out of your warm pussy, in and out, in and out, catching a glimpse of his already hooded eyes. "only the tip." you jokingly repeat, "mhm the tip." he moans back into your hand while you felt him drool on you— because there you were flaunting your tits at him, rigidly pressing them into his chest with your pointy nipples finding friction.

itto shuts his eyes on the sprouting frustration closing around his belly, "mhm, i can't believe this." he almost laughs, as if to ease you both down in his own silly ways, "me neither." he further molds his hands over your hips to hold you in a precise way. Truthfully, your trembling thighs were burning and sore, firmly splattered with arousal and exposed to him.

the position you were currently in wasn't kind to you, if anything it was becoming harder to remain focused so you wouldn't end up suckling in more inches without realizing.

you carefully move away your hand and give him enough space to breathe more sizable and damn— the sight in front of you was a fucking longed one, downright unreal, it wasn't able to be somewhat framed or painted into words.

itto whatsoever, his face had spiraled into complete redness, granted, he was trying his utmost finest to be good and not greedy, though the punishing demonstrated fantasy of bulging his cock into your sensitivity was always there— his shaking hands clearly giving it away.

"ah- this is awesome!" itto clears his throat and needfully runs his knuckles over your skin, reaching your behind— two of his fingers ran down to your folds to spread them and leave him with more room to stay inside, "yeah.. this is better." he heaves and you whine because it really does feel better that way— you've been plenty wet by now and if you weren't this patient, you surely would've fucked him into oblivion by now.

you hide your pleased face in his neck, "i can't believe we're doing this." and admit, arching your back a little (for good measure) before slowing one of your hands over his damp forehead where a couple of his hair strands were sticking onto, due to the excessive amount of sweat, "i think I'm dreaming!" though it's stupefying, itto gladly relishes in the smug satisfaction, claiming you one inch further, a bulged type of sweet and honeyed pride was delivered when he let you do it— slurp up one more inch, ambling his hips differently for a finer angle.

you kiss itto's lips to soothe his gravelly groans, in addition to your own squeaky huffed out cries— he's so big and heavy that when you move just a little, it's as if he's strapping you off every single inch of control in your body, as if he's, on purpose, targeting the plushy splotches in your walls.

you grab onto another inch as he passionately groans into your mouth— more please more, bracing yourself, letting his tongue run free into yours, he continues it, pitching his hips further and spreads his thighs to rub you into him while his eyes flicker with lust and so do yours.

you just cannot think straight anymore, it's not possible nor required, you are so fucking fucked right now, both deliriously good and blazingly bad.

itto thinks it still isn't enough, his big cock was tingling in your walls and it should be criminal on how fucking fine your closed insides were, ravenously bordering on him and gripping him— it doesn't even compare to other instances in his life because you both couldn't keep your hands to yourself and wanted to straight up— lose your minds and bodies.

a hiss spills from his throat and it appears like your legs are about to give up on you— your tits too, bounce in tune to your actions and surge eminent bliss into your veins. You find yourself entranced when he crowds you and your toes curl at another easy shove forward.

the painstakingly grab on your hips was to leave bruises, his knuckles turning white and his dick shimmers with your arousal that you sink down further.

you adjust and squeeze around him, bending over when breaking off the kiss, your wet lips twitching in a shameless grin as itto chuckled right under you. The lower side was rammed with your transparent liquids puffing out your pussy— itto's eyes were blown wide and he makes sure to always remember to stretch your ass while you look so adorable above him, creaming on his cock that was now completely clashed into you.

hold on.

what happened to the three stated seconds? or just the tip?

three or none, oh no— not this, please no, archons above please send us mercy because how much fucking time has passed since you started this succulent and mouthwatering gamble?

"fuck— just like that." itto mouths without a single care behind those eyes, "you're the prettiest baby, you know that?" he lifts himself into you and turns the bed into nothing more than a squeaky noisy problem. It could've turned out real embarrassing if not one of you had turned on your hazy braincells.

"itto wait!" you foolishly whine, "shit, too loud!" he bottoms out and smacks his balls into you, remembering the obscene situation as the bed loudly creaked. "shit, shit shit." your mouth clashes onto his with saliva bubbling out of the outer parts of your lips. Yet you don't stop, instead you grind your pretty cunt on him and smear his filth over your soft walls.

"do you think?" you're concerned for the obvious, stilling yourself, "no no, don't worry baby." itto speaks up, "are you sure? we were very loud right now." he captures your body in between his arms to twitch inside your core, you on the other hnd never adjusted to his large dick— you just couldn't stop pulsing on his length, it's swilled with your liquids. "i got you, i'm sure she didn't hear anything."

while you do want to place your greatest trust into him, you weren't stupid, but amidst the sinfulness of it all, you nod your head at him. "we need to finish this quickly." whispering from above, your warm breath fans over his skin.

itto doesn't answer, there was no need for it, not now at least. He reaches up to lift your chin to lead you towards his lips and you cry into the sloppy kiss while his other hand dampened down on your folds, roughly stimulating you with his knuckles. "i- fuck, i-got-you." he finally says in between groans and urges you to continue, "i'll make you cum on me." his words came out in a stitched together grunt.

his mind— it was gone and clouded and another moan leaves him right after at the galvanizing sight of you. Itto braces himself and leads you to heaven, it's overbearing and frustrating, but the new punctuated jolts were closing down on your sensitive cores, they were tempting and pressing on your beating thuds.

all you could think of was for him to please please go faster, but it wasn't possible, not anymore. okay, well, it was but, you would equally be busted and you were sure the embarrassment of being caught by his fucking grandma during the act alone would give you terrible nightmares for years on end.

his knuckles dig into your shining folds and rub you fiercely while taking you with his cock. By how rough itto was fucking you now you had to close your hand around his mouth again so he could freely grunt and moan— vocalize his pleasure to you so you can latch onto him finer, constrict on his shaft and milk him dry until he's wet of a white ring of arousal, the clear determination to finally cum was genuinely all you both could think of.

you cry yourself into his shoulder when he pulls you to him, fisting his palms into your draped up dress to practically rush you back and forward— using you as a fucktoy to drench his cock in. His hips are stuttering and you knew he was close— because in truth, you were too, the continuous intrusion of his sensual tip on your pleased insides felt so fucking fine you thought you were actually going to tear up from it.

it's when it began to burn as he continuously smacked his hips into you, both tightly squished into each others embrace and melting into your bodies. You were drooling on your entire chin and then it happened, bringing you back to the overstimulation which was twice as powerful, twice as deep— pulling out your climax from your strangled rooted core as you violently clenched on his heavy cock, your orgasm thundering over you.

"too much, too much!" you whisper cry on him and itto plants one of his hands on the back of your head to squish you close as he climaxed too, sealing his lips as you pressed your hand into him. "I'm so close— so close so close." his hips were still going but slower, his calloused palm holding you down, guiding you where he required you to release his seed, paint your walls with silken white and calm your inflamed skin.

"fuck!" he moans and his eyes roll back, "inside— im inside you." itto feels empty but fulfilled, the compressed position was in any other occasion insanely unfitting and uncomfortable, but for you there wasn't a better one. His breathing was hot and the entire room smelled of sex and filth, the spilling ropes of cum were seeping right out of you.

the both of you were utterly panting and damn, itto came a lot, cummed as deep as he could and his grunts were still there— low and under the shadowy rasps, leaving it to you to finish him and he relishes in it, entirely, when being milked by a warm cunt such as yours, a claimed one, by him alone.

it's silent before your thoughts come back swirling, heated but never forgotten, you prop yourself with your arms and smile at him, but then it hit you.

"no no." you panic and your eyes glue down on your not so innocent lower region, "we made a mess." he smirks back at you, all puffed out and blowing. "how do we cover that?!"

you lift your hips and are now presented with the post nut problem, vision still glassed up and shaded by how good you were being fucked just moments ago. "wait let me-" itto helps you lay down while he sits up on the bed, his cock limply coated in arousal, "do you need- uh, wait!"

he swiftly searches around the room and finds a towel, hastily handing it to you, "thanks." you shyly mumble, still sore, "how do i look?" you ask him jokingly while fixing your make-up simultaneously to rubbing off the crumbling perspiration on your body.

"like you just had the best orgasm in the world." he sings, putting up his pants while helping you as much as he could. "you're one to talk." you tease, breathless and still hot, pulling down your dress as itto reaches out his arm to you, aiding you to stand up.

a hand falls heavy on his palm and you curse yourself for not figuring out sooner that you were thoroughly sore and done— swelling and used, especially your muscles were burning, searingly aching, "oh— easy now." itto could do this all day, watch you fix yourself after he fucked your brains out— minus the doing it in his old bedroom. His inflated ego breaks records, "are you okay?" but the concern in his voice was sweet, "y-yes."

"lets eat dinner then!" you almost forgot about that.

he rubs his belly and you nod your head in agreement, spouting out a wheezy laugh while you began to fix his hair, "— and hope your grandma didn't hear a thing." and end his sentencing at last.

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oh my god, I loved your Diluc fic! Sub!Ayato pretty please for the requests? People only seem to write him as a top :(

Sub! Ayato x Dom! gn reader

Warnings: not safe for work or minors, edging, bondage, overstimulation, slight degradation, power play, anal sex, spanking. I’m gonna mostly say “cock” for the reader, but it stands for both cock and strap, it’s just unwieldy to specify every time and I usually call strap “cock” irl anyway.

Words: 4k

A\n: wait for the filth, it’s under the cut, after the character study. And again, everyone is entitled to their own opinion, it’s just my personal interpretation of a character.

Ayato is the biggest pillow princess out there. The entitlement on this one.

A connoisseur, seeks the thrill of new combinations of exciting experiences, both physical and mental, but is also a brat. Not in a usual sense of being deliberately antagonistic and difficult, it’s just that if you don’t keep him in check, he will steamroll you with sheer demanding presence, all with a pleasant little smile.

He wants to be surprised and lose control, but also has a compulsive need to plan and manipulate everything from the backstage. So he’s a handful for sure. If you’re into his kind of mind games, he can be exquisite like no one else, but he’s so high-maintenance, just energy and attention-wise, constantly testing your willpower.

“A luxury few can afford” meme, but it's on a diamond-encrusted choker.

You know how his story quest just stops dead to have a Boba Tea Interlude, where he orders tea with the weirdest ingredients and everyone around is openly disgusted? And they could’ve stopped the joke here, but no.

Ayato goes on to have a whole discussion about the nature of pleasure with Paimon, who is btw entirely out of her depth and can only master “Ugh?? Food should taste good?”

And this mf proceeds to argue that actually, things that just straightforwardly feel good are boring. And it’s better to experiment and seek out new interesting experiences that push your limits, even if they end up not feeling good. And those things that don’t feel good, but in interesting and exciting ways, are better than straightforward good-feeling.

Like, just say you’re into kink and stop confusing poor Paimon. You don’t have to give a whole ass philosophical speech about wanting exciting things that feel bad to be inflicted upon you.

And he likes obedience, sure. A nice service top who just does everything he wants entirely according to a pre-approved script is probably his comfort zone.

But you know what’s a fun thing to do with a bossy brat like him? Tease him. Throw him off his script. Wipe that mild, confident, slightly bored smile off his face and see genuine emotions. See him come undone.

Also, you know he’s so used to being indulged. The experience of being challenged, loss of control, the inability to predict what’s gonna happen next is going to feel much more exciting than a bad-tasting boba tea.

Like, his only friend outside of the circle of people actively dependent on him, like Ayaka and Thoma, is Itto, the most irreverent delinquent in the city. And sure, Ayato tries to minimize the connection in his voice line (bc he’s a fake bitch), but from Itto’s line it’s clear that they are in continuous contact. They are actively hanging out, all the while Ayato doesn’t disclose his station.

Ayato found one dude in the entire city who doesn’t know who he is and is not gonna bow down to him. In fact, he’s gonna treat him in a way that would be considered scandalously rude for a head of the commission. But they are playing Magic the Gathering at a local McDonalds while Yashiro ninjas keep the cashier at a knifepoint so he doesn’t accidentally expose who Ayato really is to Itto.

He obviously wants to be seen for something else than the social image he created when he had to become the leader of his clan. He had to be so tightly wound up and in control all the time, impeccable and untouchable, or not only him, but his closest people would pay the price. Of course he wants to be able to let go, to feel human and imperfect, but accepted with the imperfections nonetheless. He just doesn’t know how, since he’s been living in nothing but a PR performance since he was a young teen.

Unless he’s literally forced to.

Ayato is never gonna admit that he wants to be put in his place, but he will certainly enjoy it.

Specifics-wise, I'm getting strong bondage vibes. Especially rope bondage, shibari knots. Popular choice for the pillow princesses in general, and rope instead of handcuffs gives both interesting texture and flexibility, you can change it up in many ways from session to session to keep it fresh.

But honestly, that’s details. What’s important is the mind games. The power play. The exciting stakes, even if inside of play. The rollercoaster of ups and downs. The push and pull of an invisible leash will matter much more than the physical one.

He’s so casual and calm when you start tying him up, even though he’s already naked. Sometimes you tie him in his clothes ruffled, halfway undone, but today you want his bare skin. You start with his chest and shoulders, and the purple rope looks amazing against his pale flesh.

Nudity doesn’t make him vulnerable though. He stands there languid, loose and long-limbed, follows your instructions to move his hands back so you can tie them with poise and elegance, like he’s getting an expensive suit tailored. Sometimes, you’d want to break his posture, throw him on the floor and fuck him until he’s a screaming mess, and only then finish the bondage.

There are always so many options to consider with Ayato.

But today you want to play the longer prelude. You know that the slow, almost ritualistic adjusting of the ropes over his body winds him up even if he doesn’t show it.

You work on tying his hands behind his back, then move to his torso. The ropes over ribs and stomach don’t actually hold much, but by god, they look pretty, the rhombs in the center and the violet lines going across his taut muscles.

You move deliberately slowly, handling him with long practiced firmness and effectiveness, except for the fleeting moments when your fingers linger, lightly trace the lines of his body, but leave before he can even react. A stroke from his sharp collarbones to the shoulders, a flick on the pink nipples, a caress across the sculpted abs.

This is a game where you almost pretend to be professional, and he almost keeps up the indifference. It’s a shaky pyramid of glass, barely balancing on the edge, the anticipation of waiting for exactly when it’ll fall down and shatter into tiny pieces.

The fun part about this is watching his cock hardening with your every move, how it slowly grows from soft to aroused, pointing up on his stomach. He can pretend to be indifferent all he wants, you have the evidence of how much he needs this right there.

He watches you intensely, even if it’s only in half-glances, his upper body is already covered in an intricate, beautiful harness.

“Lean against the table and lift your leg, please”, you direct him to the high table beside the bed and he obeys with the same casual confidence. You tie his ankle to his thigh, moving the rope across the tender, sensitive skin of the inner thigh, and watch his cock twitch and redden. You then continue to fix his bent leg with ropes so that it’s pushed sideways and keeps his thigh open, working slow, methodical. He’s almost fully hard by the time you’re done.

“Violet really is your color,” you say casually, and slide the rope between his legs, under his balls and between his asscheeks. “Really brings out your eyes.”

His hips flinch, his cock fully erect now, but his voice is even and mild when he answers, “So nice of you to approve.”

It’s a stalemate of sorts, who is going to expose themselves first, but you have the advantage of not being naked, tied, and unable to close your legs. The chances are in your favor even against the calculating Yashiro commissioner.

You smile and lay your hand on his hipbone. He expects you to move to his dick and when you don’t, glances down and back up at your face in a politely hidden frustration.

“I’d prefer to continue this on the proper bed,” he says, still calmly, but with an insistent undercurrent in his tone, like a VIP client demanding a luxury section of the restaurant.

The fucking entitlement. Exactly what you were waiting for.

“Oh,” you smile, deceptively soft and lift your hand to stroke his sharp cheekbones. “You’d prefer the bed?”

He senses the shift in your tone, his muscles tightening, but he doesn’t flinch away. Not just entitled, but so self-assured too.

“Yes,” he answers, holding up your gaze. “I think it’d be beneficial to the both of us.”

You smile wider, from soft to mocking, “I wasn’t aware of your priorities,” your voice is calm, but when you swipe your thumb across his lips, it’s harsh, applying enough pressure to force his mouth open.

Your other hand finally grabs his cock, roughly, sending a jolt through his entire body. You stroke him and slide your fingers down between his legs, cup his balls and then move farther, to his tight hole, to show that everything he has is open to you.

“I was under the impression that you want to be fucked,” you say, looking into his eyes and he breathes out through the mouth you’re still keeping open.

You smile again and remove your hand from between his legs. “But apparently you just want the bed. Perhaps I should just leave you there alone like this.”

His eyes are stormy violet, but his body leans so receptively against you, shudders with obvious need. The tip of his cock is leaking pearly precum.

“I never said that,” he answers with strained tightness in his voice.

You sigh and lean into him, pressed close enough to feel him struggling not to arch into you, and tenderly kiss his lower lip, then the tiny mole under it.

“Then stop making demands or I’ll shut your pretty mouth.”

He looks so scandalized, it’d be funny if it wasn’t so hot. His mouth *is* really pretty, especially half-open and breathing heavily like this. It’s a challenge, almost a dare. ‘Oh, you think this is bad? Just wait for what I do next’.

You don’t tell him that, though. Why ruin a nice surprise.

You step back a little, grab him, turn him around and throw him roughly over the table, enjoying his shocked gasp. The elegant porcelain vase that was standing on the edge falls down and breaks, delicate petals of white camellias that were kept there scattering on the floor. You press your hand between Ayato’s shoulderblades, keeping him in place when he struggles to move, and hoist his tied leg up on the table, forcing him to balance on his free leg, his ass entirely exposed. He glares angrily at you over the shoulder, his cheek pressed to the table, but you just smile and arch your eyebrow expectantly, looking over him splayed like that in front of you.

It sends shivers to his core, the rough handling, demeaning exposure of being bent over the desk like a common whore, the anticipation of being used, but not knowing how exactly… But he will try to keep up the appearances even like that.

“This was an expensive vase”, he says flatly.

You lean down, still smiling, and close your hand over his dick, squeeze painfully so that he arches, his thighs shudder. “More expensive than this cock?”

“...No,” he finally lets out, strained.

“Then I can afford it,” you tell him with a smirk and watch with satisfaction an angry blush appearing on his cheeks. It’s only the beginning, though. Time to escalate.

You move away and and soon come back, catching his jaw and forcing a gag into his mouth. His indignant protests are muffled, but still loud enough.

“What’s wrong, your Highness?” you ask pleasantly, looking into his stormy eyes and stroking the exposed curve of his asscheek while he writhes in front of you. “I told you I’ll shut your mouth if you make demands, so you thought you can keep talking back at me if you don’t technically demand anything, because you’re so clever?”

You can see in his affronted glare that it’s exactly what he thought. You grin at him and slap the skin you were just caressing. He yelps, a sound choked by the gag, tries to move, but you press your hand against the back of his neck, pinning him to the table, as you keep laying blows across his ass and thighs. His flesh is so pale and tender, a true aristocrat, it turns a bright red immediately, in gorgeous contrast with the dark ropes.

When he shuts his eyes, long lashes squeezed tightly, and his grunts turn from protesting to shaky, you start alternating pain with caresses. You stroke the skin that is still stinging from a hit a second ago, slide your fingers between his legs to cup his balls, grab his painfully hard, leaking dick. The noises he makes, tiny muffled half-gasps, half-moans, are delicious. He bucks his hips as you twist the sensitive head of his cock with one hand and strike his ass with the other. This time his moan is loud, needy.

“So nice of you to approve,” you say teasingly and reach for the lube. You pour it on your fingers and press them against his hole. He tenses in anticipation, you see the muscles of his tied arms strain against the ropes. You start massaging his entrance and run your free hand over the sharp knobs on his spine.

“Relax,” you tell him softly and slide your fingers inside. Shudder runs through his body, his back arching, forehead pressed to the table and hair falling to cover his face. You lean down to kiss a small mole on the back of his shoulder, your fingers working inside of him, opening him up, hitting the sweet spot until he whimpers, his hips twitching under you. You lightly bite his shoulder and with your free hand you grab the criss-crossed ropes on his back and pull them slowly, making them taut, pressed harshly against his skin, so that he moans hoarsely, clenches around your fingers. You fuck him faster and faster, watch how the trembling turns into writhing and moans grow louder.

“Are you already close, your Highness?” you hook your fingers inside him, and he arches deliriously, exquisitely, thrusting into your hand. You can tell that he’s on the edge and you slap his ass harshly.

“Come on, cum for me then,” you tell him and drag your nails over his sensitive, stinging flesh. He comes with a long, shaky scream barely muffled by the gag, and goes limp under your hands.

You take your fingers out of his ass and gag out of his mouth, and smile, looking at his trembling form sprawled on the table.

“I’m sorry, did you say something? I didn’t quite get it.”

He coughs a little, his throat dry from screaming, breathing heavily through his mouth to regain his composure, then swallows harshly and licks his lips.

“My title is not “Highness”,” he finally says, meeting your eyes, his voice a little hoarse, but still haughty. You can’ help but smile. He couldn’t very well say he screamed because he loved how you fucked him, but there’s no one else who could be bent over the table and fucked like that, turned into a screaming, writhing mess, and then still glare at you with this dignified primness, all the while with his ass still exposed and arched up.

“Why not?” you turn him over and pull him up by the rope harness on his chest, so that he’s standing up face to face with you.

“I’m not a prince, obviously,” he says calmly, rolling his eyes just so, and you chuckle, catch his chin and trail kisses down his jawline teasingly, your body pressed flat against him.

“You are to me,” you tell him, grinning, and this earns a fond, surprised chuckle from him. You kiss his smiling mouth, and he answers eagerly back, his tongue sliding against yours, his body arching in your hands.

Ayato doesn’t really have a praise kink, but he loves to be complimented and feel special for the reasons other than his heritage or political status, especially from the people who otherwise treat him as equal. The pointed irreverence is what makes the endearment count.

“I’ll even get you to the bed, isn’t it a royalty treatment that you wanted?” you tell him, breaking the kiss, turn him and push him down, so that he falls on the bed next to the table. He lands on the mass of pillows, and grins with a smug satisfaction, a cat that’s gotten what he wanted.

It’s worth getting him to the bed for the view alone, though. He’s insanely gorgeous, sprawled on the dark silk like that, pale sculpted body against the sleek black of the sheets, managing to look both elegant and ravished, the red marks from your touch decadently obscene on his tender skin, light hair looking even better when disheveled. The temptation to just fuck him right there, wreck him immediately, roughly, is immense.

But that’s obviously what he wants. He knows how exquisite he is, the honed, cherished masterpiece, the way he looks at you from under half lowered eyelids, languorous, confident, not even as much demanding, as sure you won’t be able to resist him.

Is he worth the trouble? Gods yes. But it doesn’t mean you’ll play along to his tune.

You kneel over him, kiss his soft, expectant lips, run your hands over him greedily. You move your mouth down, to claim what’s eagerly offered to you, the arch of his neck, the slopes of his delicate collarbones, the broad chest, heavily rising as he breathes feverishly, pink nipples, hardened under your caress, sculpted abs and carved hipbones.

He’s throbbing hard when you get down there, but you don’t touch his dick. You reach for the rope and start tying his free leg in the same position, ankle to the thigh.

He groans in frustration, rolls his head back on the silken pillows, he’s breathing heavily, impatient. You kiss the line from his exposed inner thigh to the tender juncture where his leg meets the torso, and finish up the knots. He trembles under your touch, arches as much as he can, fixated as he is.

You raise from the bed and step back, admiring your handiwork. He’s splayed on the bed, thighs forced open, shoulders slightly drawn back and chest arched due to his hands being tied behind his back, his gorgeous long cock is throbbing hard, violet ropes drawn over his body like the edges on the luminous stained glass, he’s breathing feverishly from his parted, swollen mouth, silver-blue hair falling around his face like a tangled halo, his eyes a wild, delirious lavender.

You sit back in a chair and watch over him with a smile, as he struggles and finally lets out, huskily. “What are you waiting for?”

“I remember we had an agreement. I get you to the bed and leave you there by yourself,” you say, smirking, and meet his angry glare.

“You wouldn’t,” he grits out.

“Why not?”

“You wouldn’t…” he stops himself, takes a deep breath, licking his lips, realizing that saying ‘You wouldn’t dare’ could only spur you on. “What would you gain from it?”

He really thinks that fucking him is the limit of human aspirations. You smile teasingly.

“Oh, for a start, I’d enjoy immensely watching you writhe and beg desperately like a common slut, my princeling. Maybe I’ll roll you onto a pillow and tease you until you start humping it like a dog.”

His eyes widen, horrified, breath catching in his throat at the imagined humiliation. Oh, this is too good. You should absolutely do it to him. But not today. Let him stew in this thought, be both aroused when he thinks about it afterwards and appalled at his own desire, let him wait with a baited breath if you do it to him for the next few sessions, be both relieved and - secretly - a little disappointed that you don’t. Then you can spring it on him when he least expects this.

It always pays off to play the long game with Ayato.

You don’t show your decision though, sitting impassively yet, watching him squirm.

“Don’t do it,” he breezes out, looking you in the eyes, biting his lip, almost anxiously for someone always so confident as him.

“Convince me then,” you tell him with a smirk, move to sit on the edge of the bed, looming over him, but not touching.

“Please,” he manages, strained. “I’m so close. Let me finish.”

You scoff, lean down and run your thumb over his cheekbones teasingly. He trembles nonetheless, too overstimmed and wound up, raw and sensitive to every touch, his eyes hazy from desire, his breath laborious.

“Is that the best you can do? Is this your famed eloquence? If so, it’s not giving me much motivation.”

He closes his eyes, takes a deep breath, licks his dry lips. When he meets your eyes again, he doesn’t look necessarily calm or collected, but focused, determined, his raw hunger sharpened into a thin cutting edge.

“Please, I want you to fuck me,” he says, his voice deep, low, shameless, almost purring. “Take me, fuck me hard, wreck me, I beg of you. I am yours to use.”

You can barely restrain yourself to let him finish the sentence before you claim his mouth. You move to position yourself between his legs and slide your strap\cock into him, slowly, but forcefully, in one long thrust. He arches under you and you drink a sweet, shuddering moan from his lips. You fuck him hard, quickening the pace, gripping the ropes that are digging into his hips, and his moans turn into erratic, desperate screams, his head lolling back helplessly

You lean down to him, slide your hand into his hair and tug, forcing him to expose his throat, close your other hand over his leaking cock, feel him choke on his breath and tremble feverishly, his open, tied legs shaking.

“That’s right, come for me, baby,” you tell into his ear, his soft hair tickling your face as he leans into you. You roll your hips, cock buried deep inside him, and squeeze his dick. “Let me see you fall apart.”

He comes, crying out against your skin, trying desperately to thrust into your hand. You stroke him through it until pleasure becomes blinding as the pain and he starts trashing under you, whimpering incoherent pleas, completely unraveled.

He goes limp when you slide out of him and get to untying the ropes. You get to the knots on his upper back when he turns to you over the shoulder, catches your mouth in a softly tired, lazy kiss.

“How are you?” you ask, undoing the last knots. “Limbs didn’t fall asleep?”

“No, I’m fine,” he says mildly, but his fingers close on your forearm, asking you to stay close a little longer. You circle your arm around his shoulders in reassurance and he leans into you. You kiss his temple softly, and he smells of expensive perfume, sweat and an incoming summer rain, that didn’t yet catch you, but already echoes in the wind.

You glance down at him, because he is too quiet, and sure enough, he’s thinking. And not just thinking, his lips are pressed, eyelids half-closed, but tight around the corners, brows furrowed just so. Oh no. This is the Strategizing face.

“Ayato, don’t do your fucking deluge thing or I swear to fucking gods! No, it’s not a suitable substitute for a shower, you absolute…”

“I wasn’t going to!” he laughs with an exaggeratedly affronted look, breaking the concentration. “You made your opinion perfectly clear last time, no need to yell at me again.”

“Then what are you scheming about?”

He doesn’t try to deny that he’s scheming.

“I want you to choke me next time,” he says matter of factly.

“We’ve discussed this before. Your skin is too tender, marks are going to be too obvious.”

“I’m going to get a high-collared outfit.”

“Do they even make collars that go right under the chin?”’

“Of course they don’t,” he scoffs. “I will get one custom-ordered.”

You laugh. “Of course you will, your Highness. Is there going to be a new fashion trend in Inazuma city because the Yashiro commissioner really wants to have his pretty throat choked?”

“It’s a good look anyway, so I don’t see the problem. As a fallback option, there are some suitable paints I can get from our festival supplies. And of course, if all else fails I can always blame it on the assassination attempt.”

“I wish you were more careful about the assassins than the custom-made collars.”

“I don’t even get that many assassins these days,” he shrugs dismissively with one shoulder, the other pressed against you. “Just a few Fatui strugglers, grasping at the straws. They are bound to run out soon.”

“I still don’t know if you’ve planned this thoroughly enough,” you tease him. “What if you cause an international diplomatic incident by accusing the Fatui of trying to kill you by choking and spanking your ass?”

You catch a sharp elbow under your ribs, but it’s worth it.

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cursedcola · 2 years

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Prompt: Who would they main in Genshin Impact? (as of 3.0)

A/N: For those of you who don’t know, I have played genshin for quite a long time. Therefore I am qualified to do this and am not taking criticism. My reasoning for these choices is up to your own interpretation. Enjoy my dears <3

Heartslabyul

Riddle Rosehearts = Yanfei

You really shocked by this one? Miss rule book?

Hates domestic disputes, if you know then you know

Ninguang was a close second but he likes burning his enemies to a crisp

Trey Clover = Yae Miko

The plight of cleaning up other people’s messes is one he knows

Her hair looks like candy floss

Wishes he could steal some of her girlboss for himself

Cater Diamond = Albedo

Hear me out

He really is a sucker for the intuitive character with an aura of beauty

Albedo’s origin story > any other

It’s people like Albedo irl that actually frighten Cater the most. Yet he appreciate’s Albedo’s uncanny ability to call people out on their bullshit with no reservations

Ace Trappola = Diluc

Diluc is the closest we have to your stereotypical “superhero,” which Ace always gravitates towards

Appreciates his tomato-red hair and is invested in the brotherly drama with Kaeya

Deuce Spade = Jean

She is responsible, she kicks ass, and is a great leader

Deuce drinks his respect women juice and thinks the actual grandmaster needs an ass whopping for leaving her alone so long

Like bro, all that bs with StormTerror and you still don’t drop by? What kind of irresponsible prick-

Savanaclaw

Leona Kingscholar = Kaeya/Klee

Says he mains Kaeya

Actually mains Klee

Finds her antics amusing and she reminds him of cheka

Ruggie Bucci = Yelan

She knows her shit. Badass. The scene in the one event where she was like “if you know my secrets, i’ll have to kill you,” gave him chills - if yk yk

Ruggie is a masochist and therefore fell for the “step on me” tactic mihoyo did with her advertising

Jack Howl = Xinyan

Likes her can-do attitude and how she doesn’t let other people her tear her down

Make fun of her english VA and he will take it personally

Octavinelle

Azul Ashengrotto = Ganyu

For those of you who know her backstory, he sympathizes

Thinks she is absolutely adorable

Tried to make himself a Zhongli main for the clout and failed

Jade Leech = Tighnari

Mushroom dance, mushroom dance

Has to be special and play the first 5 star dendro

Floyd Leech = Hu Tao

Are we really shocked with this one?

No, seriously. You saw her character quest, right?

As if Floyd would pass on that, you’re nuts

Scarabia

Kalim Al’ Asim = Yoimiya

As if Kalim would not go straight for this literal ball of sunshine?

He loves her idle animation where she twirls around with a sparkler

If he isn’t playing her in co-op then he is a healer because he just wants to help. Has a godly Bennett that Jamil built for him

Jamil Viper = Eula

VEngAnce wILL bE mInE

For real, he loves her lore

And that she dances. Teach him your ways icey momma

Pomefiore

Vil Shoenheit = Sangonomiya Kokomi

She is beauty, she is grace, and she is Vil’s

Prefers to play healer in co-op because he doesn’t have to worry about fighting. Just admires the water jellies ~

Thought he was a cut above all the rest because everyone skipped her premier banner, so he was one if the few who had her (until the re-run that is)

Rook Hunt = Tartaglia

Okay, hear me out on this one

Rook enjoys the dynamic gameplay of swapping between bow/sword and factoring in the timing for your E

Tartag’s lore? If you know then you know. Rook is on the edge of his seat with this shit

C’mon guys. That bloodthirsty thrill of the hunt? Tartag’s addiction to battle? Match made in heaven

Epel Felmeir = Arataki Itto

Another one that I don’t really need to explain?

Itto is himbo beefcake. Epel idolizes himbo beefcakes?

Doesn’t mind that Itto is a niche character because that adds to his charm. Epel is determined to declare superiority with his all-geo team and maximum damage output

Deadass someone make this dude touch some grass because he’s been artifact hunting in Slumbering Court for so long-

Ignihyde

Idia Shroud = Kaedehara Kazuha + Amber

Man only plays meta. Decimates every spiral.

Lowkey agrees that he would get an anemo vision if he was a character bc yk seems trauma is a commonality

Builds a godly Amber just to show off when domain hopping. That’s right. His Amber just did more damage than your shitly built c6 Hu Tao

Also likes Hu Tao. He knows what it’s like to be ostracized for just being yourself

Ortho Shroud = Fischl

Often plays support for his brother and she’s pretty universal

He loves her imagination. Whenever she’s idle and starts doing poses it makes him giggle

Is extremely invested in the immernachtreich lore

Wishes he had a companion like Oz or a Seelie

Don’t worry. Idia builds him one for his birthday

Diasmonia

Malleus Draconia = Zhongli

The actual Zhongli main

Because Malleus is very bad at the game and so defense build is OP

Lilia Vanrouge = Venti and Klee

A drunk god and a child who blows shit up?

Yeah

Waiting for Scaramouche

Silver = Kamisato Ayato

Lazy player. Enjoys being able to hold down his E and do auto attacks (that do tons of damage)

Likes the chivalrous type as well, but does enjoy Ayato’s macabre and mischievous moments

Ayato’s magic boba sleeve won him over

Sebeck Zigvolt = Zhongli/Barbara

Fool only pulls for the same characters as Malleus. Just copies.

Sucks at playing too. Ends up just using the free characters you get early on because that’s what he’s used to

No fun smh

Side Characters

Dire Crowley the cheapskate = Mona

Wizard lady does not have a penny to her name

Jk she does, but just blows it all on books

Likes that

Relates to her past regarding divination. No one understands how hard it is being headmaster and just how generous he is to his beloved students

Grimm the feral cat = Raiden Shogun

Think’s he is hot shit just because he can carry

Nevermind that he’s using one of the most broken supports that Yuu built on his behalf

You know, because he can’t do artifacts on his own

Unrelated but he never does his dailies . Shame him

Mista “got friends on the other side” = Xiao

Fucking fear him

Man has enough money to supply mihoyo on his own. He has c6 Xiao and r5 Jade Spear. He doesn’t even play and only flexes it

Xiao actually speaks a lot about this one’s personality. No, I will not elaborate

Puppy = Traveler

He picked the game up for 5min before deleting and is making you do extra homework for wasting his time

Mickey Mouse = Aloy

Useless to the plot and a cash grab - just like him

Yuu = Qiqi

Shit luck on 50/50 just like in their daily life

Too busy fixing everyone else’s account to play on their own

Can’t game when carrying the weight of multiple overblot trauma on their shoulders

#twst #twisted wonderland #twst x reader #twst imagines #twst scenarios #twisted wonderland x reader #twisted wonderland imagines #twisted wonderland scenarios #genshin impact #genshin imagines #genshin scenarios #heartslabyul #savanaclaw #scarabia #pomefiore #ignihyde #octavinelle #diasmonia

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Most Likely To Eat A Bug Tierlist

I spent so so so much time looking through voicelines about fave/least fave foods so I can say with 1000% confidence that I am correct and will NOT be accepting critique at this time

Explanations under the cut:

Has To Be Physically Stopped From Eating Random Bugs

Enthusiastic bug eaters. Will see a bug and pop that right in their mouth if no one stops them. I feel like these ones are pretty self explanatory. Razor because he's absolutely feral, Klee because she is very small and if you've ever worked with little kids... you know. Xiangling because she is an insane person when it comes to testing the limits of food. Qiqi has no sense of taste, I'd imagine Baizhu probably has to stop her from eating genuinely inedible things from time to time. Diona, Kirara, Lynette because, well, have you ever met a cat?

"Bugs are a regular part of many cuisines around the world it's not a big deal"

Smarty, well travelled types. They're worldly, they're cultured! They're also not terribly picky eaters! Beidou likes anything spicy, Kazuha and Haitham like anything that's flavored well (and Haitham isn't all that fussed about how food looks, either). Nahida is just naturally curious (though she is scared of fish and doesn't like them lol), so I think she'd be willing to give a well prepared bug dish a try. Faruzan is used to oooolllld Sumeru cuisine, and I image she would not turn her nose up at a traditionally prepared bug dish. Baizhu cares more about a foods nutritional density, and Tighnari lives in the woods and definitely definitely eats bugs.

If there's nothing else, food is food

May not be thrilled to eat bugs, but they know not to turn down a meal when the going gets tough. Almost everyone in this category is operating from the same logic, whatever is necessary to continue their journey or mission. There are some notable entries. Mona is only opposed to food that leaves her still feeling hungry, or is too fancy and frivolous. I think she'd appreciate the value in a nutritionally dense and protein-filled bug dish. The only food Gorou can't eat is onions, and otherwise is open to whatever is available. Collei noted that she'd eaten a lot of things while struggling on her own to get by, and isn't picky at all really. Cyno actually states that bugs and bug related foods are his least favorite of all, but he will still eat them when necessary.

Would try a bug once if dared or curious (or tricked into it)

The easily fooled and the boldly curious. People who would, knowingly or not, give a bug a try. Bennet is just unlucky and probably has accidentally eaten several already. Sucrose cares most about the nutritional density of her meals, and Albedo would have a scientific curiosity about it. Chungyun is absolutely getting played. Yun Jin eats the same thing every day and hates it, she'd be willing to try it just for something new. Yaoyao greatly admires Xiangling's cooking, and if Xiangling made her bugs she would eat them without question. Ayato loves trying weird food and also making Thoma try weird food, 10000% they have both tried bugs before, probably more than once. Itto has two brain cells that rarely work together, easily tricked into eating bugs (probably by Heizou tbh). Ei notably prefers sweets, but is generally just curious about what humans get up to in the modern day, and would try a prepared bug dish if offered. Navia is also a very adventurous eater, and her favorite food is anything new and interesting.

Would NOT try a bug themself but will dare/trick others into eating a bug

Tricksters, schemers, mischief makers the lot of them. Don't let these ones play you for a fool, they definitely would not eat bugs themselves but they 100% want to make some poor unsuspecting victim do it. Venti has absolutely tried this on Morax, more than once, despite repeated threats of death. Xingqui and Hu Tao have on more than one occassion gotten poor Chongyun to eat a bug. Yae Miko is... Yae Miko. Dori is just trying to turn a profit, selling bugs as a trendy new health food. Heizou loves nothing more than to be other people's problem. Lyney loves a mild amount of mischief, me thinks.

Would not try a bug, but wouldn't freak out about them

Politely declines bugs when offered. They aren't gonna freak out or be rude, because someone made this dish and clearly put in effort, but this is still a step too far out of the comfort zone then. This category was harder to pin down, and a lot of the deciding factor here was their voice lines for receiving a food they don't like. Gentle refusal, or apologies for being unable to eat what you've made (Amber, Ayaka, Nilou). Or otherwise, just people who aren't very reactive to begin with (Rosaria, Ningguang, Xiao), in which case, the answer is just a firm No, but no real fuss about it. Not much by way of notable entries here, but a few details stand out. Layla only seems to consume warm milk, sleeping pills, and take-out (girl get some HELP). Xiao actually ONLY eats Almond Tofu, so he'd refuse anything you bring him. Wriothesly refuses to drink Sigewinne's healthy smoothies, he's definitely not eating a bug but he won't make a stink about it.

HARD PASS

absolutely will NOT eat a bug, and will resent you for even offering. Fussy eaters, or just otherwise squeamish, these ones wont even entertain the idea. Kaeya is prissy, it's not happening, and the same goes for Fischl. Zhongli strongly dislikes fish or anything that reminds him of fish, and gives off the air of a quietly picky-eater. He would do his best to politely refuse, but internally is going "Ew Ew Ew". Yanfei's favorite food is tofu for its mild flavor and gentle texture, bugs would be... way too much for her lol. Xinyan is notably squeamish, one of her idles is freaking out over a frog coming too close. Definitely anti-bug. You can't even get Sayu to eat her veggies, she's NOT eating a bug. Kaveh is ALSO prissy, and Haitham would make fun of him for this. Wanderer barely eats as is, and he is constantly calling people 'unsightly insects'; he is not trying a bug. Furina is Furina, and Neuvilette only likes food that could be described as 'soggy as all hell', neither of them would be down for bugs. Ganyu is a strict vegetarian and bugs are not a vegetable, so a hard pass for her as well.

Will physically prevent others from eating bugs oh my god please don't do that

Would not eat a bug and will not let other people eat bugs around them. Not on their watch, put that DOWN. Jean believes knights should never be picky about food, but I highly doubt she would consider bugs edible just because of how unfamiliar they would be in Mondstat cuisine. She'd probably scold you for consuming something potentially hazardous. She and Lisa both also share the duty of stopping Klee from eating things she shouldn't so they're very very used to stopping people from doing this sort of thing. Diluc and Eula are both fancy well-bred folks who definitely definitely do not consider bugs food, and they're not about to let someone eat that in front of them. No. Absolutely not. If you're hungry, they'll buy you a meal but you shan't be eating that beetle, put that down. Keqing finds Xiangling's cooking extremely suspect, and doesn't approve of any unusual foods. If you're eating together, she's not gonna let that slide. Kokomi would probably immediately offer you something else, ANYTHING else. There's no need to eat that, please, surely even army rations would be better than that.

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i'm not even kidding when i say i put just. way more thought into this than was warranted. Truly there is something wrong with me for this. I literally spent my whole evening on this. I think whatever is going on in my brain needs to be added to the dsm5. Even so, i know i am entirely and indisputably correct.

#I'm kidding btw plz feel free to argue with me. I love to die on a pointless hill!#genshin impact #genshin tier list #genshin

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