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violet-emi · 2 years
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FUUUUCK I JUST LOST MY SCARA DRAFT I WAS WORKING ON FOR THE PAST HOWEVER LONG
Ngl this has crushed my heart, not very Christmas of you, tumblr
Everything is on hold until I mourn the loss of my poor poor draft
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violet-emi · 2 years
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Childe X Reader, College AU? Whichever way you want it Childe sleeps around a lot, but can only really fall asleep cuddling someone. He asks you, his friend, if he can cuddle you to fall asleep. He only asks that you don't develop romantic feelings for him. So you agree, only to find out down the road that hey, you love him. He finds out about your feelings and cuts off the friendship and the cuddling, only to realize that he misses you deeply and doesn't want to fall asleep with anyone but you.
SKHDHKSKSHSHH THATS SO CUTE?
I’m assuming you’ve also either read or would be interested in “Biting On a Rose” by tartaglia_devotee on ao3 (same idea but smutty w xiao)
This one is sad btw
Monoceros Caeli
Tartaglia is your average, run-of-the-mill frat boy and fuckboy, rarely attending any classes, and seemingly permanently hungover in the few classes he does attend.
He’s the typical bad boy, he sleeps around, he drinks, he smokes, he does it all- at least on the outside. Very few people know of his somewhat shameful secret, if you could call it that, but he can’t sleep well. The only thing that fixes his nightly tossing and turning is to have someone to cuddle.
It doesn’t work with stuffed animals or body pillows, believe me, he’s tried, and it’s absolutely crushing to his reputation that the ever so popular Tartaglia needs to be coddled as he sleeps.
It’s so embarrassing for him, in fact, that he has to ask someone for help for his very specific problem. It’s got to be someone he can trust, someone who won’t spill this little secret and someone who’s casual enough to not think much of it. He doesn’t particularly want to be tied down to anyone, you know?
Which is why he thinks it’s the perfect idea to sign you up for the job, you’re one of his friends- his real friends, not the ones he sleeps around with. He can trust you with this secret, and he’s quite proud of himself for this idea. He’ll be sleeping quite soundly with you around, hopefully.
“So, would you mind sleeping with me? Not a one time thing, but like, every night.” He confidently texts you.
Any reasonable person would be fucking floored by what he just sent, but considering it’s the Tartaglia, the man who never sleeps in the same bed twice, you decide to bite.
“I thought you didn’t sleep with friends?” You ask.
“I don’t mean fucking, you gotta keep quiet about what I’m going to ask you.” He replies.
Interesting, he’s never one to talk about anything serious.
“Go on.”
“It’s super embarrassing, but I can’t really sleep without cuddling someone-“
“Are you being serious right now?”
“Cmon, I thought we were friends! My sleep has been abysmal lately, I need this!”
“Can’t you cuddle with one of your fuckbuddies?”
“They get the wrong idea, it’s such a hassle- cmon, I’ll owe you a million favors!”
“Oh my god, fine, you can sleep over.”
“You’re the best! Please don’t tell anyone about this, and it goes without saying, don’t fall for me~”
“Don’t show up to my door drunk and don’t eat my food.”
“No promises, girlie!”
That absolute fucking moron. You now have to clean up every single night because he’s going to crash at your place for god knows how long, apparently because he needs cuddles to fall asleep.
What you don’t expect, is him to be knocking at your door the very same night. You were in bed, eyes shut, and about to sleep when you hear knocking at the door and a familiar voice-
“Hey girlie~”
You open the door. Tartaglia is there, holding 2 convenience store bags and a cheeky grin on his face.
“I brought snacks.” He raises the bags and walks inside right past you. “And I’m here to claim my good nights sleep, starting today, ending when you fall for me.” He sets the bags onto the table and makes himself at home alarmingly quick.
You both are exhausted, so you immediately return to bed with Tartaglia following closely behind. You don’t really know what you had signed yourself up for when the moment he found his way under your sheets, he clung to you like his life depended on it.
He was completely covering you, his hands tangled through your hair and every inch of his body pressed upon yours. It’s perfectly normal to be flustered in that kind of situation, so you endured it, just so he can get his sleep and get out of your bed as soon as possible.
It was a sleepless night for you, constantly worried about moving too much and accidentally waking up your new bedmate. You had hoped that this would be a one time thing, but you couldn’t really fight it when Tartaglia showed up at your door the very next night.
You were already tired from not sleeping well the last night- nobody could blame you for taking the time to enjoy your time with him. He held you tight, made you feel safe and warm, and oh so tired. You let yourself be welcomed in his homely embrace and let the sweetest dreams possible fill your head.
Waking up in Tartaglia’s arms was something that you could really get used to if he helped you sleep so well- maybe you wouldn’t mind him in your bed every night if it meant you would be held like that.
Which is why, when Tartaglia shows up at your door for a third night in a row, you’ve already quickly adjusted to his presence and find your way to bed, letting him embrace you for many nights to come.
It becomes regular for the two of you to fall asleep in each other’s arms. It’s such a nice feeling to be held by him, and the way that he always comes home to you at the end of the day, it can’t be helped that your heart began sprouting a love for him.
It started out small at first, simply leaving his favorite snacks out for him to grab and giving him a key so he could let himself in. It got worse when you began feeling the need to get to bed before he could let himself in, as every time he hugged you, your heart couldn’t help but race. You started getting scented soaps to hopefully smell nicer? Anything to make him want to stay-
Which is why it’s so scary when he suddenly doesn’t show up one day. You wake up, expecting to be held lovingly, but Tartaglia is nowhere to be found- the bed is cold and empty, and your head hurts. What happened to him? Where did he go? Does he hate you?
It really showed at this point that you had feelings for him, the exact kind that would drive him away. Maybe he saw them already and he left far before- these thoughts filled your head all day. These thoughts persisted even when lying awake in bed, as you hear your door open. You want to get up so bad, to see if it’s Tartaglia, but you don’t want to see him in fear he���ll see your worry.
He climbs into bed and cuddles you once more, as though he was never gone. His embrace doesn’t comfort you the way it once did, as now your heart flutters from his touch and races out of fear. You want to ask so bad why he wasn’t with you last night-
“Heyyy, I’m back, I was out yesterday, I think I fucked someone and I was totally drunk.” He giggled into your ear lazily. “You awake?”
He pokes your cheek as you hope he simply loses interest and moves on. He answered your question for you, and it hurts just a tad. He’s only in your bed because he can’t sleep, he’s a playboy and fucks half of campus, and he’s going to hop into another girl’s bed the moment he sees your feelings for him. It doesn’t hurt just a tad anymore, your heart aches.
It’s so bittersweet to be held so lovingly each night but never be loved back.
Each night with him, no matter how much he holds you, only makes your heart break a little bit more. Each wonderful moment of sleepy bliss with him tears into your heart more and more when you know that he’ll be in someone else’s bed if you confess.
But it hurts, it hurts so much to go through heartbreak every night- to experience true bliss only to have it torn away by the realization that he doesn’t want your feelings. Perhaps it’s worse that you experience that bliss every night because it only makes your heart ache once again when it ends.
It’s time to confess your feelings, your heart feels torn from your sleepless nights- it can’t take any more bittersweet nights, this is all to get it off your chest-
That’s what you tell yourself, but it doesn’t soften the crushing blow of the disappointed face that Tartaglia gives you.
“Cmon, I told you this was a no feelings thing. I thought I could trust you on that one.” His brows are furrowed and he walks away, shattering your heart into so many pieces, into the smallest passion-red grains of sand you can imagine.
He already knew about these feelings, but to hear such a direct confession- this is exactly what he feared. He was so sick of everyone getting the wrong idea, he just wanted a good nights rest and even someone he thought he could trust ends up getting the wrong idea.
At least Tartaglia had many different beds to choose from, and he’s doing just fine without you-
Is what he tells himself.
Obviously anytime he doesn’t fall asleep cuddling someone, he can barely sleep, but nowadays even with physical intimacy, nothing feels just like the way you welcomed him with open arms.
Even in someone else’s bed, skin on skin and not an inch of separation, he didn’t feel the slightest bit comforted. Nothing felt like you, like home, like love. He ended up having his nights become as sleepless as yours, until one day he sees your key upon his dresser.
He misses you. He misses you so dearly- even for a night, he wants to hold you once more.
He feels almost welcomed when he sees his favorite snacks always on your table, as he lets himself into your bed- you’re fast asleep once more.
He doesn’t wake up with you in his arms that morning. Instead, he wakes up to a puffy eyed menace kicking him off of your bed.
“Who the hell do you think you are? Why do you still have my key!” You raised your voice.
“Look- I’m sorry!” He yelped.
“Sorry? For what? Making fun of me and stringing me along?” You choked.
“I never meant to-“ He tried to grab at your shoulders to calm you down.
“What, hear me confess my feelings and look at me with disgust?” Your words held venom.
“I can’t sleep anymore without you, I need you-“
“Go sleep with someone else.” Your words turn ice cold.
“I just wanted you to know that I like you too-“ he tries to fit in between your words.
“You like me too? I hope you know that my feelings died the day you shoved me away. Get out.” You were seeing red, tears spilling out uncontrollably. How could he shoot down your feelings then show up one day thinking that you’d welcome him back with open arms?
It’s only basic self care to cut him out of your life, out of your mind-
But his smiles plague your mind no matter how much his words had cut you in two.
It’s for the best that you push him away, out the door, and make sure that he can never get back in. Just seeing his face hurts.
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violet-emi · 2 years
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Albedos can rail me
Gonna be real with you all, this was supposed to be thighfucking I am so so sorry for anyone who actually wanted quality writing from me
Also sorry if this is a huge letdown if you liked the first one
MDNI, tldr at bottom
Albedo: part 2
You wake up held in Albedo’s arms. More precisely, a fake Albedo’s arms, but it’s so hard to believe that the one holding you is so loving and kind. The real one is tied up intricately and his eyes have a terrifying glare to them.
If looks could kill, his staring could bring all 7 nations to their knees when he saw the fake gently caress your face.
Your heart was so dearly conflicted, seeing an Albedo with nothing but hatred on his face, the real Albedo, and one that held you as if you were the most precious thing it could comprehend- a fake Albedo.
At least, you would be conflicted if you weren’t so preoccupied with the fake’s lap growing hard. You tried to get off on instinct, but it pulled you back on its lap, closer this time.
Your head got dizzy when it hooked its thumbs under your waistband and pulled down just enough to have the bare skin of your bottom on its crotch. It used his face, his body, to rub against you in such a sinful manner that nobody could blame you for being unable to hold your voice-
Albedo could only watch in horror as he watched something that looked like himself tantalizingly draw out sweet moans, one after the other.
“Enjoying the show?” It taunted.
“I don’t have anything to say to a failed experiment like you.” He snapped.
It obviously didn’t like that choice of words as it began shifting beneath you, lifting you up slightly. Albedo couldn’t see what he was doing, but when your eyes went wide and something poked from between your legs, his eyes went wide. He had pulled out his cock and had it throbbing between your thighs.
The fake was slowly sliding you up and down around his cock, letting you drip juices onto it until it was absolutely glistening. It was teasing you so badly as every moment it made, it simply slipped past your entrance to rub its length along your clit.
“If you don’t like it, I could always make it more interesting, by taking her virginity of course.” It chuckled. “She’s so wet already.”
“You fucking bastard, we both know that’s a biological reaction that’s normal for her.” Albedo snapped.
“Al-bedo~” was the only thing you could moan out as your thighs were squeezed together and fucked, never fast enough to truly let you have your release.
“Yes darling, I can be your Albedo.” It cooed.
“She’s talking about me.” Albedo was growing furious and wanted to snap his bindings, he needed to get up and stop that disgusting thing- or at least, deep down, he wanted to save you. He was simply infuriated due to his own incompetence and jealousy. To let you get stolen from under his nose by a fake, and he couldn’t even bring himself to tell you how he felt.
These feelings festered inside of him and activated his vision, small crystals threatening to jab at his bindings- but the fake took notice.
“Whoops.” It laughed.
It has sunk you onto its cock at that moment, giving you absolutely searing pleasure and pain at the stretch- sure, you were thoroughly soaked from the teasing before, but little stars accompanied your blurring vision at that moment.
“Guess she’s not a virgin anymore.” It smiled.
“You fucking bastard-“ Albedo was trying his best to snap his ropes, jagged geo crystals attempting to cut at the bindings. It was painfully slow as he had to watch more and more of his fake’s movements.
“Ah~ it’s so tight. Absolutely blazing hot, if I may add. I might melt with how warm you are down there~” It whispered. “I wonder how much more you’ll squeal for me if I move.”
It nipped at your ear and let its hands wander your body as you could barely breathe when it touched the small bulge upon your stomach- courtesy of a fake Albedo, of course.
The real Albedo, however was nearly through breaking free from his captivity.
“You’re going to hurt her if you do that, you know.” It warned. “Do you hear that? He’s going to hurt you.” It caressed your face. You thought that he meant that it would hurt you if the real Albedo tried to save you, but Albedo continued forming crystals regardless.
“Your lo-“ the fake was cut off by Albedo creating a massive geo explosion, letting everything in the area fall victim to his signature fatal blossoms, including you.
Sure, the fake was presumably destroyed, but his anger went overboard and he had hit you in the explosion, no matter how much he had subconsciously tried to dull down the explosion for you.
It hurt so much to finally be at the receiving end of his wrath, maybe you deserved this for loving him, even a fake version of him. You couldn’t help but be a hopeless romantic in such a painful moment as you apologized to an Albedo that might never hear.
“Sorry Albedo… I just want to love you.” You weakly whispered.
Albedo rushed to your side to comfort you, he regrets it, he really does, but his throat feels dry and he can’t find the words to express his feelings. He wanted to shut you up, to apologize a million times over for letting you get hurt like this, and to have you apologize to him at a time like this. He was neglectful of your love, the fact that you even attempted to help him here was a miracle of your own kindness.
He couldn’t help but cry. To have someone care for him was truly unreal, never once wavering in your devotion to him. To see your little heart start breaking- he didn’t deserve you. He didn’t deserve you in the slightest yet he still wanted to save you with all his might.
His stupid, stubborn pride, who wouldn’t blame him for being an absolute asshole this whole time? Was he even still allowed to like you?
He couldn’t dwell on his feelings any longer as he had to bring you to safety first, trying to keep you awake on the way.
“It’ll be okay, I’m taking you to the nearest place we can get medical help.”
“Be sure to stay awake at all costs.”
But your eyes felt heavy regardless, the injuries you sustained were feeling so numb that you couldn’t help but let your eyelids fall.
“No, no, please, keep your eyes open, I still have so much left to show you.” Albedo had to wipe his tears and lift your limp body princess style as he ran as fast as he could.
Tldr: fakebedo is abt to really fuck you but albedo won’t let that happen (he’s too late and causes collateral dmg)
Part 3 might happen where it’s sweet (how did this end up so sad)
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violet-emi · 2 years
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OH MY GOD THE EVENT
ALBEDO?!?!
Albedo and his double in the event are so hot can they please rail me (there’s gonna be a part 2 I swear)
Tldr at bottom
Albedo: part 1
Albedo knew that his clone was on the loose. Not exactly a clone, but seemingly a perfect replica of himself, and somehow inexplicably attracted to you too.
Albedo was sure that he had kept his attraction to you a secret, but when he saw you clutched in that fake’s hands, showing affection to it, and watching that… thing reciprocate those feelings- It shook his core to see you make faces he’s never seen from you before. The way you turned as red as a beet when it slung its arm over your shoulder, or the lovesick smile you gave it-
He could swear that he made eye contact with it. It was taunting him. He couldn’t stand by and watch you waste your breath on that fake. He immediately ran to fight that thing off of you, the sight of it running it’s hands over your body making him sick.
You were just chatting with Albedo when someone attacked you and Albedo- only to see another Albedo-
But thanks to the real Albedo having the element of surprise, the fake was easily knocked out swiftly. It was incredibly surprising to see Albedo tie up his second self, easily point out his signature star mark on his neck, and scold you for falling for such a silly ruse. It went by incredibly smoothly until the double woke up and calmly stared at you.
“It’s a shame that I was found out so easily. If only we could have finished that conversation of ours.” It spoke.
“Be quiet. She has nothing to discuss with the likes of you.” The real Albedo snapped as he tied the ropes around it tighter.
“We could’ve picked up where we left off if it wasn’t for him. I know you want it too.” It continued, a smile creeping at the edges of its lips.
You two were having a rather… intimate conversation before the real Albedo had showed up, one where he accepted your feelings for him. Even if it was a fake, the bliss you felt at having your feelings returned and what it offered still made you blush in front of the real one.
Albedo’s curiosity almost outweighs his anger at that statement and he’s almost tempted. Almost.
“She has nothing to do with you, thing.” He glared at the tied up clone as it only smiled wider.
“Oh but it does. She was all too eager to make her way back to our base camp. I wonder why.” It had a smug grin on its face as your face felt so hot you were getting dizzy.
Albedo wasn’t a fool. He saw the faces you made around it, and he couldn’t control his feelings.
“You wanted to fuck this thing?” He snapped.
You weren’t expecting such a harsh response from him.
“Well? Go on, use your words.” He jeers, tilting your head to face him. Your eyes avoided him at all costs and it absolutely infuriated him.
“I-I’m sorry-“ you said weakly, tears threatening to spill. Maybe inside, you knew it wasn’t real, maybe you just wanted an Albedo that liked you back. It’s so shameful to have your crush openly shun you like this and break your heart.
The fake saw this and quickly took advantage of the situation.
“He doesn’t love you, but it’s okay, I’ll love you forever.” It wore a lovesick face, a face that the real Albedo would never show you.
“You don’t love her.” The real one snapped.
“I certainly love her more than you ever will.”
“I doubt it.”
You want to shrivel up and cry. You can only get out a few more words before tears overflow.
“Is it so wrong that I just wanted you, even a fake you, to like me back?” You choked on your words.
Both Albedos have their hearts shatter upon seeing tears fall from your eyes. The real Albedo hugs you tightly in an attempt to calm your tears. He never meant to get so jealous, but seeing you be so intimate with someone other than himself-
He doesn’t want to say sorry, his heart is stubborn but he sets everything aside to hold you and calm your tears.
He’s so focused on calming your heart that he completely ignores his fake worming their way out of its constraints. It grabs his sword and hits Albedo over the head with the blunt handle. Albedo collapses, unconscious on top of you, and your tears resume, no longer out of sorrow, but out of fear.
It smiles using his face and raises his sword once more.
Tldr: you and fakebedo are hanging out, albedo is mad that you liked a fake, you admit your feelings indirectly and during that fakebedo gets back up and knocks you both out oooh what’s he gonna do
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violet-emi · 2 years
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Could I request hyperfixation with Zhongli, please?
Yes you can
Oh my god I’ve been swamped with irl stuff I could barely fit in any time for forever to get to this so sorry to anyone who ever gazed eyes upon my content
I see zhongli as far too much of a gentleman to really outright show interest in anyone tbh (but I’m all for him totally showing interest on the inside)
Kinda horny mdni
Tldr at bottom
Hyperfixation: Zhongli
Just like Zhongli and the element of geo itself, you always stood your ground, and such a thing was true when you set your eyes on the most handsome man of the funeral parlor.
The moment you deemed him to be your favorite, he couldn’t live the inconspicuous life that he dreamed of. His plans of a gentle retirement from his many years of godhood was interrupted by now being defined as the diety’s favorite. He was respectful to everyone and seemed to treat you no different, and your heart soared at every word that came out of his mouth.
Despite the attention that you gave him ruining his supposedly ordinary life, deep down inside perhaps he was more elated than any other for the one beyond the heavens and the skies themselves to take an interest of him of all people. He isn’t as humble as he lets on because he is the lord of geo, after all. The divinity and true grace of the cities and culture he handcrafted were sure to spark your interest.
At every corner and turn he worked his hardest to perfect his jade shield to keep you safe and bathed in your compliments each and every day. Who wouldn’t let it get to their head? After all, you were in love with the stoic and gentlemanly Zhongli, the one that exuded power and elegance at the same time. He might have gotten too wrapped up in the praise you gave him when he found the latest additions to your team.
New geo characters, left and right, ones like Arataki Itto, strong and playful, perhaps someone as rough as him could be your type. Gorou, the ever so loyal canine hybrid- perhaps a younger man was what you wanted, oh dear. He could even see the refined kreidiprinz could catch you eye. He had gotten far too comfortable and confident with the thought that your heart would never waver despite the nature of how you chose new teammates.
He worried, he truly did, it’s not that he doubted your choices, but he truly had softened his resolve when he was constantly drowned in your praise. Perhaps you had seen him in his more… shameful states. By all means, he is in no place to lust over a being he cannot possibly compare to, yet he cannot help but think of you in such a filthy way. You’re in love with a perfect version of him, kind and gentle, nothing like what he would want to do to you.
He was so caught up in his own thoughts when he saw you beyond the screen, with such a strange expression on your face. He didn’t want to move or attempt to look any closer until he heard- his name.
“Zhongli~~~” you whispered in your sweet, sweet voice. Oh, how he missed hearing his name upon your lips.
You were tightly gripping onto something, seemingly hugging it for dear life. It took him a moment to recognize his own face. On a… large pillow. A body pillow, to be precise, with a well crafted painting of him on it. He could finally see the kind of face you were making as you said his name, and saw your face red and flushed, breathing heavily. Were you…?
Truly, he had no reason to ever worry about how you saw him. His ego absolutely skyrocketed to new heights and everything in him was cursing his status as an ex archon for being unable to stand beside you. He’s beyond grateful for the fact that you’re too preoccupied with… something else… that you can’t see him in such a shameful state.
He’ll be the graceful yet unmoving gentleman you want him to be if you call out his name like that again. He’ll shoo away any undignified thoughts if he could ever hear you say his name so sweetly again- It’ll fuel his unchecked fantasies.
He truly believes you would never like a man so shameless. You can’t help but think that he would never like a girl so shameless.
TLDR: you and zhongli are horny for each other but also stupid (mutual attraction but mutual stupidity)
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violet-emi · 2 years
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Is it alright if you do a Hyperfixation Kaeya please?
No! I’ve said before this is a mdni blog, first time I think it’s a coincidence, second time I’m mad!
Minor = under 18
You’ve clearly stated that you’re 17 and I feel incredibly uncomfortable knowing that my work is visible to kids who won’t listen.
I’ve made a post about this before (same user, so i don’t feel bad about warning them the second time around), mdni is highlighted in red on my pinned post, PLEASE
IF YOU ARE UNDER 18 DO NOT SEND IN ASKS.
I’m not going to care if you like or reblog, I’m not going to be on your case I don’t have the time for that
BUT PLEASE DONT INCRIMINATE YOURSELF IN MY INBOX
If this happens again, I’m closing asks!
No Hyperfixation kaeya for any of you! It’s not happening anymore!
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violet-emi · 2 years
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May i have hyperfixation with venti please?? (If it wasn't requested before) I looovee him so much 🥺 (preferably with a female or gn reader)
Gonna say this rn but I don’t write make readers here because I myself, am not male. I’m not confident in writing from a male pov so you can usually assume everything here is female reader/gender neutral at best. Sorry 😞
But yes you can have venti hyperfixation- I just hope you can enjoy it even though I’m not confident in writing for our favorite tone deaf bard
Btw it ended up weird because I personally don’t have a massive thing for venti but I tried
TLDR at bottom
Hyperfixation: Venti
Venti’s the best unit in the game! He’s got such a huge grouping cortex as his elemental burst that he simply trivializes the game for you.
It’s funny, because whenever Venti hears you fawn over his capabilities as a fallen archon, he can’t help but reminisce before he had this power. In fact, the storm eye that he summons has been carefully crafted for you.
Venti has never devoted himself to a fight, at least not by his own will- so he actually had no offensive skills until you came around. He couldn’t be a deadweight to your team, so he practiced in secret with dvalin, making small storms and musical gusts of wind that he thought that you’d like. He’s actually been incredibly excited for your arrival to his word- his ties to celestia give him a little bit of insider information, you see.
All of this practicing began a long time ago when celestia began stirring with far more life than he could ever be comfortable with. He knew that someone- no, something is visiting teyvat. If someone can stir up the lofty palaces of celestia, he should be on his best behavior- and he’s scared.
The last time he saw the gates of celestia open was hundreds of years ago, 500 years to be precise- and he can’t bear to think that such a thing could happen again. It’s different now, he’s stronger, he can do something now, whether he needs to fight for or against whatever is coming to teyvat. He’ll defend Mondstadt’s freedom first and foremost, so he readies his bow and steels his nerves when the clamor from celestia stops.
He’s on edge, his heart’s racing, and his heart quite literally skips a beat when he first sees you. You’re absolutely breathtaking and he can’t help but admire your beauty while his heart takes its time to start up again. He feels like a fool to have his bow out or to even have any signs of hostility towards you, so he lets his bow disappear and watches you enter his world.
He’s so excited until dvalin suddenly acts up- he’s love to talk to you, but he needs to help dvalin. Lately he’s been attacking mondstadt, and he can’t have that. He quickly hurried to soothe his dragon friend and made a mental note to spread songs of your beauty around the town. He used a shard of his power to begin healing dvalin when some otherworldly traveler interrupted him and scared his friend away.
He was ready to yell at the traveler who botched his whole plan to easily save his friend when he saw you behind the traveler, guiding them along. He panicked and immediately ran away- he couldn’t face you like this, he was tainted from dvalin’s backlash. He quickly escaped from the scene and ran back to Mondstadt.
You were immediately stunned by the little green boy’s appearance. He was charming and mysterious thanks to that incident with the dragon, so you pressed the traveler onwards to look for them again. Where could he have gone? He stands out and he’s in the story, so he might even be playable.
You continue through the mundane story quests until you reach the acting grandmaster’s office- and you’re prompted that wishing has been unlocked. Oh boy, the gacha system… but guess who’s on the banner! That cute boy from earlier- his name is Venti, actually. You’ll do a ten pull, after all, the game handed you so many free fates.
Venti has been called to your presence when he suddenly finds himself in front of you, staring right in front of you.
“Woahhhh! He’s so cute! Is this what they call beginners luck?” You cheer and spin around your very first five star.
“He’s gonna be my super favorite forever!” You proclaimed and the poor bard couldn’t understand what he just heard. The being from another world likes him? The one with ethereal beauty and apparently enough control to even summon an archon before them?
He’s trying to process it all until he feels you guide him around the town of Mondstadt, it feels so much different under your control-
We’re you a being above celestia? He would be sure to visit the old man Morax to learn more about you when he could. He simply asked around the town about dvalin thanks to you, and easily ended up saving his friend before the day was over. You had logged off, and venti was flying to Liyue to ask questions.
What he didn’t expect, was for Morax to tell him that the person he just met wasn’t just from celestia, but above it- from another place that they couldn’t comprehend, but they created their Teyvat, celestia, and everything that they could think of. To say that Morax’s jaw dropped when he heard Venti boast about being this new diety’s “super favorite forever” was an understatement.
The diety of teyvat and more? Focusing on a useless drunkard like Venti? He couldn’t understand. Zhongli (Morax) is so sure that you’ll move on from him in mere moments. He recomposes himself and sends his friend on his way back home and sits down to process his diety in his world.
You however, never gave up on Venti and built him as best as you could. The perfect bow, leveling him up as much as you could, you loved him! And he loved you- so much so that he loved all the attention you would give him. He could beat anything and everything the world had to throw at him thanks to your powers, he was quite addicted to your attention.
You never stopped loving him, even as you guided the traveler through the nations, you never swayed your affection for him over the course of over a year- mostly thanks to Venti’s status as an ex archon- nobody could try to stop him from keeping you to himself. Even the archons were dissuaded by seeing your devotion to him, and the two of you would continue to fight through Teyvat and hear its stories.
You love him just as much as you did the first day you saw him.
“Man, Venti really is the best five star ever-“
TLDR: you like Venti and it’s actually okay because venti will travel the world with you so the story isn’t stopped
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violet-emi · 2 years
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Okay hyper fixation diluc was so good ! But what if the reader on the same time diluc realized they couldn't do anything about his father's death is like " it's a shame diluc doesn't like me right i should be a good person and just set him free " so they just remove him from their team saying their last goodbyes . Like imagine his reaction
HHHHGGHHH THIS HURTS MY FEELINGS SO MUCH,,, POOR DILUC
Tldr at bot
Ow my feelings hurt (good ask tho)
It was a bit of a shock when you finally learned the reason behind his scowl, the pieces finally fell into place. Diluc only wanted to be left alone after his father died, and who were you to suddenly place yourself into his life. You love him so much, the last thing you’d ever want to do is to be a bother, you swear you never knew about his feelings.
If that’s what he wanted, then you would let him rest. You’d set him free and you wouldn’t meddle with his life any further and just pray that one day he finds peace.
It hurt you to take Diluc out of your party, but it really was time to let him go. He could finally be free of your meddlesome presence, how could you dare think that you could help- before you could beat yourself up about it anymore, you quickly removed him from the party.
Diluc instantly felt his divine connection sever when he softly heard a “Goodbye Diluc, I’m sorry… you can be free now.” He was instantly terrified, he looked around and couldn’t see you, he couldn’t see if you were there- what were you talking about?
Be free? He had finally found you as his purpose to keep going, he had finally felt at peace with you by his side- how could you leave him? Why did you apologize? No, no, no, he should be the one apologizing- and he does-
“I’m sorry, I’m sorry, where did you go-“
And the realization hit Diluc with the force of a thousand suns, his throat choked up and his eyes burning and watery at the same time. He’s been treating you like a fool the whole time you spend with him, it’s only natural that you would grow to hate him when he hated you just as much back.
“I’m sorry, it’s different now, I swear…” he whimpers. Tears pour down his face. He can’t hear you anymore, and you can’t hear him. He cries for what seems to be an eternity. He wants to hate you so much, to give him a taste of true peace, to give him hope- only to leave.
He can’t bring himself to hate you. He sees now, if only he had been kinder- and in a moment of pure despair, his voice cracked and sore from crying, he utters the only words he can think of.
“Please come back.”
TLDR: Diluc regrets how he treated you
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violet-emi · 2 years
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Could I please request hyperfixation with Diluc? I'm absolutely in love with him...
Yes u can
Anon asks are in fact open now so do feel free to ask for whatever your heart desires
GUH THIS ONES KINDA WEIRD SORRRYYYYYYY
Tldr at bottom as I sometimes do
Hyperfixation: Diluc
Diluc actually isn’t a big fan of your love. It’s overbearing and it feels like it discredits all his hard work and he’s close to growing resentful of your actions. You’re the one who did nothing to stop his father from falling, you let it be covered up my those useless knights of favonius- and now suddenly the supreme diety that even the archons bow down to has an interest in him?
All it’s doing is making him feel bitter, why now of all times. It doesn’t get any better when the Dawn Winery’s success is now attributed to their beloved deity’s presence and not the perfected brewing process cultivated in his family. Diluc can’t help but hate you, even. If this oh so powerful diety that exists beyond his world can even make the archons bend down to them, why couldn’t his father be spared? Instead just hearing rumors of how their diety loves Diluc- he’s distraught.
He’s full of hatred, his bitter feelings hardening his heart even further- until he sees you. Some vision holders can be suddenly selected by you to be in your party, to feel your divine connection and finally see the face behind the wonders of the word. And when Diluc finally comes face to face with you, he’s conflicted. The face behind all of his pain and suffering is nothing but a smile whenever you look at him. Do you take a sick pleasure in making him watch his father die and his family tear apart- he’s sick.
It feels like every single moment with you goes against everything that he stands for as a person, he feels like a puppet, waiting for the day you put him down and finally let him attempt to shake off how absolutely vile you make him feel.
It goes on like that for months and months, and even when you give him every gift in the world, all your mora, all the exp he needs, talents, a perfect weapon- his expression never changes. Diluc is stuck in his own stupor of loathing you until one day you’re reading through the manga. You figured you’d consume every piece of Diluc content you could find, he’s your main after all.
His heart breaks when he sees you beyond the screen shed a tear. He’s so disgusted, you’re rereading his past- the one that you caused- when the softest words escape your lips.
“I’m so sorry I wasn’t there.” You blink away your teary eyes and promise yourself to cherish Diluc even more, to think that he had truly been hiding his anguish the whole time. You envied his strength to keep going despite his tragedies- it just made you love him more.
To you, it might have just been an emotional story- but to Diluc, it completely tore his heart in two. He’s been so wrapped up in his own head, trying to blame you for his father- it wasn’t ignorance, and he was trying to tell himself something, anything, to justify his own behavior. His guilt was eating at him from the inside because over the months and the time you two spent together, he tried to stay strong and remind himself that he was facing the one who “killed” his father.
He learned over time that you were a kind soul who simply loved him wholly- but he tried to see the gifts you have him and the actions you took as cruel jokes, anything to paint you as a murderer-
But hearing you apologize for not being there- were you really not there? Was it a matter of you chose to ignore his life or that you simply couldn’t have helped him back them? His heart is being torn into pieces as his actions come back to him and he’s full of overwhelming remorse for even daring to hate you-
He’s been so focused on hating you that he ignored just how much you had done for him, and somehow despite his cold behavior and disgust towards your actions- how could you still love him? How could he live with himself?
He’s torn to pieces and can barely move until you snap his mind back to his reality when you smile once more at the sight of Diluc’s face.
“Good night, Diluc.” You smile as you turn off your device to go to sleep and dream of him.
He’s chosen to devote himself to your happiness from that day forward- perhaps out of guilt, or perhaps out of a genuine love that finally blossomed through his revelation. Despite steeling his resolve, he’s felt the largest burden come off of his chest-
If even the diety above the archons couldn’t prevent his father’s death, perhaps it was a truly unavoidable tragedy. He finds closure in the faith he has in you, and you’re all he needs. He can finally move on and accept your love. You may not hear it, but Diluc speaks, hoping you hear his words.
“I cannot thank you enough. Sweet dreams, my love.” He smiles for the first time in years.
TLDR: Diluc hates you because as a god you should’ve stopped his dad dying, he finds out you couldn’t have done anything about it and found closure about it thanks to your presence then he loves you
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violet-emi · 2 years
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hey please don’t refer to the short minor characters as lolis, the term is very sexualized people use it to sexualize children :(
Dag I thought it just meant little kid
Don’t have to worry about that happening because I don’t write for them regardless
2 in one combo to that other anon who asked if I would be willing to write parental affection for the kiddos, no thank you I don’t write about them period
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violet-emi · 2 years
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Short follow up post to the zhongli one
Mdni nerds I’m thirsty
Okay yeah creepy zhongli who smiles at my face but secretly is a huge pervert who would steal my panties, cover them with cum, and the fucking put them back is just-
Oh god
And because I’m always half asleep in the mornings I’m not going to question the warm and sticky underwear just yet- and then of course Zhongli would be outside of your door ready to walk you to work. Zhongli would naturally make anyone in his general vicinity want to rub their thighs together, so that’s what happens during your walk together.
So he’s going to take great pleasure in you slowly rubbing your legs together, you’re mistaking his cum for your own juices- you’re rubbing in all his cum and you don’t even know it- he can see right through your fidgeting and knows that you’re pushing his cum inside of you and it’s incredibly arousing.
He’s got a raging erection and can barely stop himself from bending you over when it looks like you’re cumming while walking- it’s so embarrassing, walking next to the man you like while your underwear is lewdly slicked and feels so good, you can’t help but need to stop for a second to regain composure. You like Zhongli, but didn’t know that just having him next to you could get you so… worked up.
Zhongli is a kind gentleman and immediately tells you that you’re sick, that you should get some rest and that he can carry you home and tell your boss about your condition- his face is so worried, and he’s got his hand pressed to your forehead, your face is flushed and you may have a fever. Zhongli knows you’re only like this because your pussy is slick with his cum, but he loves seeing your embarrassment over his concern. You don’t want to explain the real reason behind your blush and you let him pick you up and take you home.
He’s more than happy to tell your boss about how you’re sick and need the day off, your boss is kind enough and knows Zhongli would never tell a lie. He’s going to go home and watch you masturbate furiously to the thought of him- he’s got cameras all over your room, after all. He’s the only one on your mind and he revels in that fact as he palms himself through another pair of your undergarments.
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violet-emi · 2 years
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I’m so dry of ideas because I’m so fucking busy lately but I feel bad for the people that follow me because like??? I’m assuming u follow me to see when I post so I gotta do somethin
Anyways I’m celebration of hutao banner, which means homa banner, which means zhongli weapon, I wanna talk about zhongli
And how I can’t find a good way to write him. If he’s nothing but a kind gentleman it’s nothing but fluff, if he’s a sadistic man it just feels overused and if he’s a mix of both? Feral zhongli behind closed doors may excite some but I feel no attraction to it particularly. But I’ll try something
NO TLDR
Zhongli: Innocence
Zhongli is not an innocent man. He’s lived through countless tragedies and is behind an unknown amount of tragedies himself. He’s willing to put it all aside, however, when he sees you.
He’s not so much of a degenerate that he would dare touch you without consent, no, he would sweetly court you and show you just how kind he can be. He’ll bring you flowers and explain the meaning behind each one he sends, commenting on how the language of flowers is a truly beautiful thing- of course, nothing could ever compare to your beauty.
Which is why you never considered it odd when Zhongli continued his advances. You never turned them down, in fact you quite enjoyed when he would smile your way, his eyes crinkling ever so slightly. It would never fail to make your face heat up and burn brightly because Zhongli was simply such a smooth talker- Charming and gentlemanly, and it seemed far too good to be true.
You were so smitten, in fact, that you’d never notice his rather… concerning behavior. He’d never lay a hand on you, oh no, that’s inappropriate and someone such as yourself obviously needs personal space- which is why he’d do other things.
Zhongli is an immortal archon, and he’s seen countless human lives go by- it’s quite predictable for him at this point, frankly. Which is why he finds it so amazing that you’ve managed to pique his interest somehow- you’re the only thing on his mind lately. He’s not above using all the knowledge he’s learned over his countless lifetimes to do something questionable, in fact, he deserves to do whatever he wants after thousands of years of gentlemanly behavior.
It’s far too easy to abuse his knowledge when you’re just so oblivious to how heavily he’s entangling himself into your life. He’s spent quite a while courting you, and he was so kind and respectful, well, who would dare turn him down? Not you, that’s for sure.
In front of you, he was the handsome and charismatic Zhongli, always ready to softly tell you of stories and confess his love for you. Always kind and respectful, a gentle man that somehow managed to fall head over heels for you- and you fell for him just as hard.
Behind closed doors however, Zhongli is anything but respectful. You were foolish enough to trust him inside of your house- you invited him over for tea and fell asleep. It’d be a crime against himself if he couldn’t at least get something for his troubles- and today he chose his prize to be your undergarments. He wouldn’t dare to touch you or wake you up, but he would take a freshly used pair from your laundry for future use. It’s the least you could do for your god, no?
Zhongli isn’t the gentleman he appears to be, he’s simply abusing the repetitive nature of humanity to get what he wants. And what he wants, in this lifetime, is you. He’s not free from crime, he’s not anywhere close to being innocent, but it doesn’t matter as long as you stay oblivious- at least it’s something he can personally guarantee.
EDIT: anon asks are open, will be announcing them next time I post
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violet-emi · 3 years
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Can I please get hyperfixation with Kazuha? Thank you.
Yeah sure why not I gotta get something out even if I’m under the weather (tq for asking nicely)
Gotta save for albedo itto sorry childe sorry thoma yall ain’t coming home this time around
Warning, mega angsty because I’m SAD (tldr at bottom)
Hyperfixation: Kazoo
Today was just another day for you, playing genshin impact to unwind and enjoy your favorite character, Kazuha. He was soft, kind, sweet, and gentle and managed to find his way into every single team you built just because he was so good.
You yearned for his freedom, his wandering amongst the world and seeing the poetic beauty of everything he can across, working it into his flowery pattern of speech, never failing to make you swoon.
Kazuha would never show that he knew of your feelings, he was nothing but a loyal devotee to his diety, the one that brought all the beauty that inspired him into being, but he couldn’t help but revel in the attention that he was receiving. Perhaps you were so truly lonely that you considered the man behind the screen to be your closest confidant when you idly rambled about just what he meant to you.
“I’m so sick and tired of each and every single day, it’s all such a chore. I wish I could be like Kazuha, or at least if he could whisk me away…” you trailed off.
He mused. It seems like you desperately sought the freedom that he had, and he ever so desperately wished to comfort you beyond the screen- it hurt to see his beauty, his muse, feel sorrowful.
“At least my Kazuha is always here for me.” You smiled. Kazuha couldn’t help but smile as his teammates’ stares burned the back of his head. He grabbed a leaf upon the wind and played a tune, just for you, as a small form of his love for you. But it’d never be seen that way to you.
To him, you were his everything, his muse, his god, and the light he looked towards when he lost his way. But you only saw him as a character on a screen, never able to truly comfort you. Truly ironic that you love him and he loves you, but neither of you believed that it could work, a love extinguished before it could truly passionately burn.
Kazuha was so incredibly tempted to begin hating your existence. Why give him the ability to feel if you could not receive his feelings. Why must he stand by your side, if only to watch you deteriorate each day, unable to do anything about it. You’d never let him out of your sight so each and every single comment you made, he heard. His heart hurt with every passing day that you attached yourself to him more, but would never let yourself see his love for you.
“I love you so much, Kazuha.” You’d say. You would immediately realize what you said and chastised yourself for dreaming too much.
“Have I really stopped so low?” You’d laugh. “When all I can love is a fictional character.”
These words cut into his heart so deeply. Perhaps he would break the oath of silence that each vision holder in teyvat agrees to. To never step beyond their boundaries and speak to your divine presence.
“It’s okay. You’ll be okay.” Was all he could muster to say and put on a smile. He was okay with breaking the rules of his world if it meant to ease the indescribable pain you felt each day.
But his words never reached your ears. Perhaps it was a curse to stand by your side, as all he could see is your growing dependence on him for comfort yet never allowing yourself to love him. So much pain he could never ease, and perhaps he hated himself the most for not speaking earlier, when you could still hear him.
If only you could hear everything he had to say to you.
TLDR: you chastise yourself for loving Kazuha because “who in their right mind falls in love with 2d anime boy” (disclaimer I’m not against it I am hopelessly in love with anime characters) and Kazuha is forced to hear every single minute of it because he’s always on your mind
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violet-emi · 3 years
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Not naming names but I’m not sure if anyone has looked at my blog long enough to see the “mdni” in my bio. I got sent an ask for kaeya and I click on it, doing a quick check in to make sure the person in my inbox is of age and I’m like… 😑
I consider minors to be under 18, it’s not because what I write is nsfw (but it totally could be trust me I could totally prolly write it /s) but I just kind of feel uncomfortable knowing that kids are looking at my stuff. They can be brutal ;n;
Just,,, don’t interact. I’m not going to sieve through my likes and reblogs, but if you want to ask me something, please don’t have something that directly tells me that I’m talking to a minor!
REMINDER: THIS BLOG IS MDNI BECAUSE I PERSONALLY FEEL UNCOMFORTABLE WITH IT.
And ofc some posts will be mdni because they’re a bit degenerate but cmon kids, get your heads screwed on right.
Just. Man. Maybe I didn’t make it clear enough, this sucks.
:(
If you are 18+ this message can totally be ignored but I might take a second to really figure out a way to spice up my blog to sell the “This isn’t a place for kids because I personally don’t like it, sure you can mega scam me by saying you’re 19 when you aren’t but it’s for my peace of mind so I don’t care”
Edit: sorry about this post because it has no fun writing attached to it. I’m trying to make every post here have something you’d like to read attached to it
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violet-emi · 3 years
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Could I get hyperfixation with Childe or Kazuha please? Thanks! 🙂
You can(not without having me go on about anything that’s bothering me first. It’s a mutual exchange where I beg for attention and you get whatever words I can tap out on my phone.)
Anyways because you said Childe first perhaps we shall go with that. Now this one is gonna have a touch more stupid juice because I am simply having a bad day.
TLDR at bottom lads
Hyperfixation: Tartaglia/Childe/Ajax
To him, you were just another diety. Another faceless god, nobody he had to be worried about, never sparing a single thought about you, only focusing on his goals of world domination and the Tsaritsa, only softening his heart for his family.
To the Harbinger Tartaglia, he is completely indifferent to the beloved creator of this world- the Tsaritsa is the one he serves. However, he shall at least treat you with hospitality, as even his god begrudgingly accepts your existence. He’d put on an act, if only to endure what it truly meant to journey with a diety beside him.
But you couldn’t help but love him more over his roguish charm and smile that made your heart throb- even if it was fake. Even if he wasn’t truly putting his heart into adventuring by your side, you poured all your strength into him- and suddenly, he felt the power that you granted him. Being in your party granted him immeasurable strength somehow and that was the one thing he truly responded to.
Suddenly, Tartaglia became your new main, you spent every last drop of resin farming to make him stronger-
And he was loving every single moment of it, the bloodshed in domains and the unparalleled power he felt at your side. So long as he kept your favor, you would help him accomplish his goals at a greatly accelerated pace. So he’d respond to you.
“Good job Tartaglia!” You’d say upon clearing a domain, beaming. He’d put up with your cheesy behavior for more strength, making up a new idle of him cheering his own success. You were too stupid to question the new animation and continued farming.
He’d indulge you more and more, insulting other characters and hinting at things you wanted, anything to get you to focus on him. You gladly complied with his wishes.
“That lady Ningguang? An absolute stick in the mud.” He scowled. Ningguang, immediately had artifacts unequipped and instantly benched.
“I’ve actually got my own bow, you see. I’ve infused it with hydro and I call it the polar star- truly, a beautiful work between smithing and my vision.” He mused. There went your wishes, all for the shiny new bow.
You spent so much time investing into him, rolling for his weapons, his constellations, friendship, artifacts, talents and more- you dolled him up and placed him in your sereniteapot. What a mistake you made, because Childe only tolerated you for the power you gave, not to sit inside of a teapot and play house.
His sweet smiles and gentle suggestions of things to give him began turning more hostile.
“It’s so cramped in this teapot- I’d love to get out sometime.”
“Why am I stuck here again? It’s far too quiet here.”
“Let me out.”
He couldn’t have seen your obsession for him going so far that you would keep him under lock and key, perhaps he was a fool to underestimate your powers. He had planned for you to be at his beck and call and have you aid his growth, and he instead severely underestimated how much you had planted yourself into his life. He considered leaving you… until he realized.
Should you leave, so would his power. Should you leave, even her majesty the Tsaritsa would turn him away for disrespecting you. Should you leave…
You’d never leave. You loved him so, so much, and nobody was going to stop you- not when the only thing keeping the world alive is you. Should you desire the Tsaritsa’s 11th, that is what you shall have. To him, you were no longer the diety he tolerated for the sake of the Tsaritsa, but you were now more dear than her majesty herself.
You couldn’t be happier to spend each and every day doting on him when you knew he loved you back.
TLDR: Childe gets addicted to your love and attention that using him as a character gives him and he ends up loving you in a morally kinda iffy way
BRO HOW DO I WRITE RHIS SHITS CONFUSING AND WEIIIRDDDD
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violet-emi · 3 years
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TW: noncon/yandere
This could be a ver upsetting topic to some! I mean no harm or offense to victims of actual abuse and by reading, you agree that you are both of age (over 18) and willing to consume content of this nature.
Willing Darlings
Sorta off topic but I kind of see this same trope over and over sometimes in self insert stories when there’s a yandere after me, the whole shabang, and the writer is like “and you hate this, you try to run away”
These reactions are perfectly natural and completely sane if you were to be kidnapped/forced upon, and can be greatly upsetting.
However, this is a post about a very unhealthy and idealized version of a yandere! Be warned!
Obv no shade to anyone but excuse me I would very much like to be in the care of a yandere! Stay inside all day taken care of, nobody bothers you, cute needy s/o, or hot needy s/o, or both… as long as I get an internet connection and time to grind my dailies I’d like to sign up to be in Ei’s arms 24/7.
(No tldr, too lazy to write because I’m stressed and sad and want to be coddled, not in emi thirsts bc it’s not nsfw it’s suggestive)
Like, examples:
Diluc:
He had already snatched you away from your bed and the safety of your house, tied you down to a lavish bed and sat beside you. It may have been extremely comfortable, but you wouldn’t dare face the man that kidnapped you. It was scary, to see a room eerily tailored to your tastes, and you needed time to lie down, to process this- but Diluc was not a patient man. He couldn’t stand you turning away from him.
“(Y/N). Don’t look away from me. You’re supposed to look at me and only me. Look at me, right now.” He frowns, seeing your head turned away from him. Diluc is sick and tired of you ignoring him, so he grabs your chin to force you to face him, only to see your face flushed and as red as his hair. His eyes bore into you, as you try to look away, but he’s holding your head in place so you can’t turn away.
“Go on, tell me. What’s gotten into you to have you blushing like that, do tell.” He looks at you expectantly and is ready to push you away until he realizes that your face gets hotter the closer he moves. “Oh? It seems like your temperature rises when I get closer. Perhaps it’s fear. I understand, but you will have to become a proper wife soon.” He looks down to see you squirming beneath your restraints. He’s ready to scold you and warn you about the consequences of any brash movements until he realizes that you’re rubbing your thighs together.
It takes Diluc a moment to realize that it’s not fear that causes the squirming and the flushed cheeks, it’s something far from it.
Oh dear.
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violet-emi · 3 years
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do u write for itto or nah? If you do can I request hyperfixation for itto plz, if you dont could i request Childe plz
thankssss
I fucking forgot I had a tumblr because I forgot to put it on my home page till I found all these notifs (dumb bitch juice and irl work have been messing up my everything)
Itto is not out right now and is only technically known through lore so imma mix it up with the reader being in the world of teyvat (and not the angsty kind where the reader is rejected, this is the kind where they are recognized to be above the archons)
Special thanks to everyone randomly really liking my stuff, tldr at bottom <3
Hyperfixation: Itto
“Itto, I love you.” You claimed.
The large oni took great pride in hearing you say his name and confess your love for him, but your love came with a daunting price. As the recognized divine being of teyvat, capable of letting each and every single being in their known world flourish, even Itto crumbles at the pressure. He may appear ever so confident and careless, but there’s only one thing he truly cares for, and it is you and the world you bring beauty to.
“Of course you would, little thing. I’m going to return the favor too, cuz I also…” Itto rubs the back of his neck and lowers his voice. “I also love you too.” Perhaps he’s wrong for admitting more than his devotion to the diety, but he’s happy with getting it off of his chest.
However, his hubris quickly catches up to him and fills him with regret. Anxiety. Fear. Perhaps he just can’t see why you suddenly chose him beyond everything else in the world that he starts to doubt himself to be the only one who takes all of your love for himself. It becomes terrifying to think of a day without your presence. He sees the neglect of the other regions now that you have firmly planted yourself in inazuma, into Itto’s… willing arms? Your divine presence means everything to him, and that’s why he begins to fear losing it more and more. He doesn’t want to be forgotten like the rest of the world, and it’s getting worse and worse.
Your love is so addicting to him, his devotion prior to your benevolence was already so strong he just couldn’t resist anymore. It doesn’t matter if he doesn’t deserve your love, he needs it. Even when the world comes to hate him for keeping you all to himself, it doesn’t matter if you two are happy within each other’s arms. As long as you keep loving him, all will be well- after all, it’s not hurting him.
The first to speak up about your self isolation in inazuma was the Raiden Shogun, the electro archon. She was of course overjoyed at the thought of you staying in her nation forever, for even the archons feel nothing but bliss in your presence. However, she was shocked when you didn’t bless her with your presence, with any words, and simply continued to talk about some oni mortal that she didn’t care for. She didn’t have the heart to destroy what you cared for, not when you saved her from her meditative torment-
But the world needs you. Itto isn’t the only one addicted to your love, to your presence, to the care you brought to this world. It’s falling apart without you and teyvat shakes in fear as it decays without you to sustain it. Beyond Inazuma, the vision holders of Mondstadt and Liyue miss you greatly, they’re feeling empty and hollow without you.
But that’s okay, because Itto is always willing to stand by your side, and that’s all that matters. Mondstadt, Liyue, Sumeru, Fontaine, Natlan, Snezhnaya, and even the fallen nation of the heretics may fall as long as you have Itto. Itto still stands by your side, but perhaps what is most terrifying is that he doesn’t know if he does it out of love or fear.
“Itto, I love you.” You say once more.
“Please don’t ever stop.” He whispers.
TLDR: your love for itto is unhealthy for the world, but it’s okay with itto by your side. hopefully.
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