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have you ever tried this one? pt.1 ✩ genshin boys' fav positions x fem!reader ↳ ft. xiao, zhongli, kaveh, neuvillette

XIAO's purpose has always been to serve, to submit, to be of use. and so, he loves watching you straddle his lap, where he can get a perfect view of you taking him in. holding someone so physically close is something he's seldom experienced, running his lithe hands all over you while you ride him with all the passion in the world. he's in awe of you, of your beauty. he's so sensitive, and finishes inside you quickly, pulling you in closer so you can hear him groan your name like a mantra with tears in his eyes. you're too perfect for him, your pussy feels impossibly good around him, but he's got the stamina of a warrior; he's not really done until you're satisfied <3

ZHONGLI has lived a life of much dominion, so he finds it refreshing to surrender control for once. he'll lie on his back, watching you please yourself on his cock. he's got a beautiful view of you, admiring you in all your perfection while you ride him. of course, the archon lord could always help you out if you got tired; his gentle yet impossibly strong grip easily guiding you up and down his cock once your legs finally give out. you can rest your palms on his strong chest while he does all the work for you, bouncing his sweet lover on his cock until he's stuffing you full of his hot cum <3

KAVEH appreciates the finer things in life, and will always stop to admire something he finds especially beautiful. this goes for his sex life too, because he loves fucking you against the wall, just like all his other favourite works of art. kaveh can't take his eyes off you like this, holding you between his body and the wall. he rocks his hips up into you, drinking in all your sweet noises as he stretches you out so perfectly. his nails dig into your thighs as you clench around him, pulling him in deeper when you wrap your legs around his waist. it's perfect, the way he knows exactly how to pull orgasm after orgasm out of you <3

NEUVILLETTE seems like a man above mortal needs, but once he's got you beneath him, he becomes a slave to his desires. he expertly maneuvers you into a mating press, guiding your legs around him, spreading you wide for his cock. you can never quite get used to how big he is, but neuvillette always knows exactly how to prep you, kissing you deeply while he teases his tip against your entrance. he can't get enough of your pretty face, your delicate features contorting with pleasure while he eases his thick cock inside you. he's addicted to it, huffing out sweet praise while he fills your cute pussy over and over again <3

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where they finish — pt.1 ✩ genshin boys hcs x fem!reader ↳ ft. wriothesley, zhongli, varka, ororon

WRIOTHESLEY is absolutely nasty in bed, trying out any position that comes to mind, whether it's in his office, a dark corner, or in the peaceful confines of your own bedroom. with him, you both like it messy, which is why he'll pull out of you at the last second and cum all over your pretty face. he loves looking at the mess he's made of you; sweaty and trembling, with warm spurts of his seed dripping down your cheeks. he'll cup your face, collecting some of his cum on his thumb before pushing his fingers into your mouth. just the sight of it is enough to give him enough energy to give you another round. anything to keep seeing you like this... <3

ZHONGLI takes such good care of you, especially when you're all sweet and vulnerable like this, spread apart for him. he keeps things plain and simple in missionary, nestled between your legs and fucking you deep. occasionally, he'll place his hand on your lower abdomen so he can feel himself distending your pretty pussy. that exact spot might be his favourite part of you, so he'll push himself over the edge right before finishing on your cute stomach. watching your chest rise and fall after getting fucked to oblivion by your lover, then having his cum slowly drip down your sides, is exactly how he likes it... <3

VARKA fucks you like he's been starved, and wouldn't have it any way other than spreading you into a mating press and cumming deep inside you, knowing how much you love the feeling of his hot release gushing in your pussy. he'll never get tired of it, smushing his cock all the way in to the hilt, and spilling his sticky warmth into you while you pull him in deeper, wrapping your legs around his waist. he's twitching and throbbing inside you, groans from deep within his chest surrounding your ears while he promises to keep you full, even as he softens he lets his cock sit inside you, relishing the addictive feeling of his seed spreading inside you... <3

ORORON is always eager and excited when it comes to fucking you, he never gets tired of pleasing you and always finds a new, interesting way to make you both feel good. and right now, he's fucking you all sweet and spread out, hips slamming into you while he holds you up. he teases licks on your neck, gently sucking as he drills his cock into you, until he pulls out and pushes your thighs apart to cover your tits in white. he's totally a boobs guy, and he can't get enough of watching his cum dribble down your body. he'll play with your nipples afterwards, sticky with his own release, overstimulating you beyond belief, he'll never get tired of it... <3

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think about xiao dominating you for the first time, he'd be so so cute trying to hold himself together for you :( he loves making you feel good and he'd never admit if he couldn't handle it, poor thing. you tell him to take control and he couldn't ever deny you, but he knows how difficult it would be. just the sight of you under him, your legs perched on his strong shoulders. we know how sensitive he is, and i can't imagine he'd be able to last long while trying to top you...

he's sloppier than usual, he can't focus much on a proper rhythm when he's got you like this. it's like your body's laced with something; tearing him apart, but he's so addicted to it. your sweet boy, he's trying so hard, but he just can't take it. he's too far gone, too lost in you as his hips piston into you without even thinking. he's hiding his pretty face from you, buried in your neck where he mindlessly sucks at the soft skin there. with each time he messily slams his cock into you, he almost moans before you do, totally powerless to how good you feel around him.

and when he finishes? he's whining, begging nonsense right into your ear as he works your hips upward, making you clench around him as you milk him of every last drop of cum he's got. he's all sweaty, shaking all over, cock twitching as he tries to recover from the overstimulation.

he doesn't even realize that it only took him two minutes ...<3

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why are xiao and levi ackerman kinda the same person

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their kinks pt. 2 ! ✩ genshin boys hcs x gn!reader ↳ ft. haitham, childe, wriothesley, ayato

HAITHAM is obsessed with your size difference. he towers over you, not only when you stand next to him, but even now, as you lay under him, you seem so small compared to him. no amount of prep or foreplay can ever get you used to how fucking big he is. the way he can pin both your arms above your head with just one hand, how he can effortlessly take control at any second. it's alluring; the mere thought of you under him makes his head spin <3

CHILDE's having a great time fucking you through your clothes. you're on his lap, perched right on top of that bulge that he's so proud of you for causing. he rocks his hips and digs his fingers into your sides, straining against your soaked panties. he loves watching you get more and more desperate, trying to find a better angle where you could actually feel him, but he's never been one to rush things <3

WRIOTHESLEY is a gentleman in his daily life, but when it comes to sex, he's vicious. he loves biting, digging his teeth into the elegant crook of your neck while he's deep inside you. he'll make sure to never hurt you, obviously he'll be gentle enough; but he gets a huge thrill out of having your sweet skin between his teeth, pulling your lip along with him while he kisses you <3

AYATO is easily the most refined man in all of inazuma. but no one knows that he's got you bent over in front of his mirror, making you watch yourself while you're moaning his name in the most undignified way. the way he works your body, he knows just how you like it. and it seemed like a waste to him if you couldn't see yourself while he fucks you, so deep, so hard, so sweet <3

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have you ever tried this one? pt. 2 ✩ genshin boys' fav positions x fem!reader ↳ ft. wriothesley, ifa, childe, flins

WRIOTHESLEY fucks you doggy-style because he loves watching his cock slip in and out of you. he's got a perfect view of your plush ass and trembling thighs as he thrusts his hips into yours at a brutal pace. he's rough with you, heavy balls slapping against your ass as he grabs at your throat from behind you, lightly choking you with a scarred hand. with him bent over you like this, you can hear his deep, guttural groans as he buries his cock inside your abused pussy over and over, losing himself in the feeling of you clenching around him... <3

IFA and prone bone because he can touch everything he wants to. a hand squeezing your tits while he pounds into you, or grabbing a fistful your hair if you allow him. you're perfectly tight around him, with his languid drags of his cock pushing your face into your pillow, drool pooling on the soft fabric. it's comfortable, laid-back just like he is, and after he finishes, it's the perfect position for him to caress your body and hold you sweetly... <3

CHILDE is an efficient person who likes getting to the point, which is why he can't control himself with your sweet pussy hovering over his eager mouth, and his throbbing length shoved down your spasming throat. he could swear he's ascending right now, fingers digging into your sides, pulling you down onto his face, tongue flicking over your clit before he presses it into your warm hole. he's addicted to the way you taste, and even if you weren't diligently working on sucking his cock, he could probably cum in his pants just from eating you out... <3

FLINS likes when you take control on top, guiding your own pace as you bounce on his cock. use him as a toy, he loves it. he'll happily lie there and give you as much as you need, cooing sweet remarks at you while he watches your hips rock atop his. he's got good stamina, and he lets you keep going even after he cums inside you once, he just wants to make himself of use to you. it's endearing for you as well, watching his pretty face seize up with unimaginable pleasure as you ride him until you can't take it anymore... <3

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where they finish — pt.1 ✩ genshin boys hcs x fem!reader ↳ ft. wriothesley, zhongli, varka, ororon

WRIOTHESLEY is absolutely nasty in bed, trying out any position that comes to mind, whether it's in his office, a dark corner, or in the peaceful confines of your own bedroom. with him, you both like it messy, which is why he'll pull out of you at the last second and cum all over your pretty face. he loves looking at the mess he's made of you; sweaty and trembling, with warm spurts of his seed dripping down your cheeks. he'll cup your face, collecting some of his cum on his thumb before pushing his fingers into your mouth. just the sight of it is enough to give him enough energy to give you another round. anything to keep seeing you like this... <3

ZHONGLI takes such good care of you, especially when you're all sweet and vulnerable like this, spread apart for him. he keeps things plain and simple in missionary, nestled between your legs and fucking you deep. occasionally, he'll place his hand on your lower abdomen so he can feel himself distending your pretty pussy. that exact spot might be his favourite part of you, so he'll push himself over the edge right before finishing on your cute stomach. watching your chest rise and fall after getting fucked to oblivion by your lover, then having his cum slowly drip down your sides, is exactly how he likes it... <3

VARKA fucks you like he's been starved, and wouldn't have it any way other than spreading you into a mating press and cumming deep inside you, knowing how much you love the feeling of his hot release gushing in your pussy. he'll never get tired of it, smushing his cock all the way in to the hilt, and spilling his sticky warmth into you while you pull him in deeper, wrapping your legs around his waist. he's twitching and throbbing inside you, groans from deep within his chest surrounding your ears while he promises to keep you full, even as he softens he lets his cock sit inside you, relishing the addictive feeling of his seed spreading inside you... <3

ORORON is always eager and excited when it comes to fucking you, he never gets tired of pleasing you and always finds a new, interesting way to make you both feel good. and right now, he's fucking you all sweet and spread out, hips slamming into you while he holds you up. he teases licks on your neck, gently sucking as he drills his cock into you, until he pulls out and pushes your thighs apart to cover your tits in white. he's totally a boobs guy, and he can't get enough of watching his cum dribble down your body. he'll play with your nipples afterwards, sticky with his own release, overstimulating you beyond belief, he'll never get tired of it... <3

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KISS ME THRU THE PHONE! - varka

✩ varka x fem!reader ↳ ft. modern, cybersex, j/o to your voice, mutual, he's sooo obsessed with you aww

the distance between you is driving varka insane. he's only been gone a few days, but he desperately needs you back, like a man deprived of air itself. with each passing moment, he misses you more, and finds himself looking for ways to feel close to you again. he looks forward to your nightly phone calls; it's frankly the highlight of his day.

he'll put in extra effort to finish all his work so he has as much time as possible with you, even if it's just listening to your honey-sweet voice over the phone until you returned home to him. he keeps you on speakerphone while you tell him about your day, not knowing that he's got a scarred hand down his pants, desperately working at his cock. hearing your voice is as close as can possibly get to you at the moment, and god, does he need the help right now.

"baby, i'm kinda stressed out," you absently tell him, reminiscing about your day and upcoming deadlines. talking to varka is natural, in the same sense that he loves you like it's breathing. he doesn't reply for a moment; normally he'd be concerned about you, check if you've eaten and rested enough. but your thoughts were mostly met with some heavy breathing and muffled groaning.

he's really trying to be good, to control himself and be a gentleman toward his darling, but he just can't help it. your gentle voice, he's imagining you with him right now. he's in his quiet office, pathetically jerking himself off like an animal in rut, but if you were there, he'd fuck you over this desk, setting all his paperwork aside to bend you over it.

and now he's thinking about it; fantasizing about how beautiful you'd look all sprawled over his desk while he kisses and fucks you frantically. the way your nails always leave scratches on his incredibly toned back while he wraps your legs around his waist, taking him deep inside you.

"baby..." he grunts, eyes rolled back, slipping further down his chair. he pumps his cock faster, playing with his own tip, shamelessly desperate for you back.

"please.. keep talking... need you..."

he's ashamed of himself for ever acting so pathetic and needy; but the distance between you has made him realize how badly, carnally, he needs you.

and you catch on, the sound of his desperation forming hot, tense coils in your stomach. you miss him too, of course. you miss his voice, his presence, his love, and most definitely being underneath him, fucked into oblivion.

"mm... keep doing that," you coo, slipping a finger into your own panties, rubbing circles onto your clit as you listen to him go absolutely insane over you.

he's not even trying to hide it anymore, deep groans dripping from his lips as he strokes his cock faster. you'd never think someone like varka, a strong, level-headed leader would ever become so coaxed into submission, so sinfully undone.

"haah.. want you back on my fuckin' cock, princess..."

the sound of you working at your soaked pussy while he fists his cock at an animalistic pace, it's almost as if you were there with him. and just the thought of having you on top of him, bouncing on his lap, moaning just like that against the shell of his ear, it sends him far off the edge.

"baby, 'm gonna cum, please," he begs, leaning further back. his eyes flutter as his view turns hazy, the sloppy sounds of both of you fucking yourselves at the same time driving him mad.

"...ah! b-baby, cum for me then..." you tease, drawing out your own sweet moans on purpose to get yourself even more in his head. he whines your name, and you know how badly he needs to come home to you.

he's lonely, with pearly drips of his salty cum spurting from his cock as he rides out his own high, pumping himself dry in your absence. "miss you, miss you so much, princess," he babbles.

"i miss you too, love," you smile, just as breathless as he is. you slip off your own ruined panties, your own cum dripping between your folds as you think about which pair you should wear when you welcome him home.

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think about xiao dominating you for the first time, he'd be so so cute trying to hold himself together for you :( he loves making you feel good and he'd never admit if he couldn't handle it, poor thing. you tell him to take control and he couldn't ever deny you, but he knows how difficult it would be. just the sight of you under him, your legs perched on his strong shoulders. we know how sensitive he is, and i can't imagine he'd be able to last long while trying to top you...

he's sloppier than usual, he can't focus much on a proper rhythm when he's got you like this. it's like your body's laced with something; tearing him apart, but he's so addicted to it. your sweet boy, he's trying so hard, but he just can't take it. he's too far gone, too lost in you as his hips piston into you without even thinking. he's hiding his pretty face from you, buried in your neck where he mindlessly sucks at the soft skin there. with each time he messily slams his cock into you, he almost moans before you do, totally powerless to how good you feel around him.

and when he finishes? he's whining, begging nonsense right into your ear as he works your hips upward, making you clench around him as you milk him of every last drop of cum he's got. he's all sweaty, shaking all over, cock twitching as he tries to recover from the overstimulation.

he doesn't even realize that it only took him two minutes ...<3

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“ AND STILL, YOU CAME ”

FERAL XIAO — a beast who was never meant to be seen, and yet you found him . . .

gender neutral reader / feral xiao x reader / emotionally scarred / aggressive trauma response / desperate under the surface / he says he’ll kill you but you’re the only one who’s ever spoken gently to him / turning him soft

masterlist | intro post | carrd . . . a/n: been searching for a fic like this about xiao for so long, so I decided to just make it myself!! I think it's perfect with his lore. (btw dw!! part two of my last post is coming after this)

Ruins bore no name here. Time had long since scoured the stonework bare, ivy veining over toppled columns like bloodless threads on a withered corpse. What lingered of the ancient structure slumbered beneath the cliffs of Minlin, swallowed by bramble and a fog thick as mourning veils. Locals spoke of it in hushed tones, whispers of madness, of vanished travelers, of the god who once ruled here and went mad beneath the weight of his divinity. Even so, your footsteps carried you forward.

Wind stirred the trees restless, circling like breath from something snoring just out of sight. The lantern in your grasp flickered at your hip, casting unsteady shadows across the moss streaked walls. You hadn’t meant to stray this far from the trail, but the pull had been undeniable; an invisible string winding into your chest, plucking something deep behind your ribs. It wasn’t a voice. It was a hum, thrumming low against your heartbeat, and it asked only that you listen.

Soon, the corridor narrowed. Then came a breath, a sound so low and guttural that it was almost animalistic. Beyond the final archway, the air shifted, heavy with the scent of rust and ancient stone. When your fingers brushed the wall, dust fell away to reveal carvings: clawed talons, coiling beasts, a sigil wrapped in iron chains. Something had lived here, or died here, perhaps both.

The corridor opened into a cavern, hush settling over it, broken only by the slow drip of water and the soft glow of fungi clinging to the ceiling like scattered stars. Below, a shallow pool mirrored the pale light, sending ripples over iron bars sunken deep into the floor. Behind them, hunched in the furthest corner, was a man. Or what was left of one.

At first glance, you took him for a beast. Too lean, too sharp, limbs curled tight, hair falling in tangled, sage-dark knots across his face. Thick shackles clasped around his wrists, wrought from iron that shimmered with faint sigils. Seals, still active, still pulsing with containment. A muzzle was plastered over his mouth, forged from the same cursed metal. He didn’t move, but the weight of his gaze struck all the same, piercing the dark like a blade sliding clean between ribs.

A growl vibrated from his chest, ragged and low, somewhere between warning and wound. You startled, but didn’t back away. There was no true malice in the sound. Only pain. When he finally raised his head, you saw the color of his eyes—gold, but not the gentle hue of fireflies or autumn fields. Starless gold, fierce and ancient, the kind that remembered ruin, the kind that burned without warmth.

“Leave.” His voice scraped like gravel, coarse from disuse. “Go now. Before—” He choked on the words as his body shuddered, then lunged just far enough for the chains to snap taut and yank him backward. The force dragged him to his knees, spine arched, breath torn in broken bursts. Still, you did not flinch.

“You’re hurt.”

His chest rose and fell in ragged rhythm, sweat glinting despite the chill. “I said go,” he snarled. The muzzle warped his words, saliva stringing at its edges. You took a step closer.

His entire frame recoiled like a wounded thing. He thrashed, slamming his shoulder against the bars, wild with panic. But in the midst of the fury, you saw something else. Not rage, not madness, but fear. His hands trembled where they met the ground, not from wrath, but restraint. And that tremor said more than any growl ever could.

“I don’t want to hurt you,” you said gently.

“I will,” he grounded out through clenched teeth. “That’s what I do. That’s what he made me do. I—” His words faltered, voice cracking like splintering ice. “I don’t get to choose.”

“I believe you,” you whispered. “That you don’t want to.”

No reply came, just the rasp of breath and the soft clink of chains. But as you studied him, you began to see more than just shadow and weaponry. A jawline, high cheekbones half obscured by matted hair, the silver web of scars across his collarbone, thin and branching like frost on a window. He had once been something else. Someone else.

“You should hate me,” he said at last, voice hollow. “They all do. They scream when they see me. Or they don’t get the chance.”

“I don’t hate you.”

His head jerked, disbelief lighting his face like a spark. Anger, sorrow, and something else flashed in his eyes. “You should,” he said, almost a plea. “You have to.”

“What’s your name?” you asked.

The question hit him like a blow. “That’s not—names don’t—” A swallow. “I don’t have a name. Not anymore.”

“Then I’ll give you one.”

“No.” His voice broke. “No. Don’t. Don’t make me something I’m not.”

You knelt by the bars, closer now than anyone had dared in what felt like centuries. The space between you was thin, filled only with breath and stillness. “Then I’ll come back tomorrow, and maybe the day after that.”

His head whipped up. “Don’t.”

“I will.”

“I’ll kill you.”

“I trust you not to.”

“You’re stupid,” he spat. “Naive. You think kindness will undo what I am? What he made me into?”

Your hand rested just inches from the rusted bars. “No,” you said. “But maybe it will remind you that you were more, once, and can be again.” A silence thicker than smoke settled between you. Then you stood, his breath caught, and you turned away.

“Wait,” he said, but too softly for you to hear. The word broke apart behind his teeth, something like a sob, or maybe it was only the wind through the cracks in the stone. He pressed his forehead to the ground once you were gone.

Prayed you would never return.

Prayed that you would.

It began again with footsteps. Softer this time—not the cautious tread of a stranger stumbling through forgotten ruins, but the quiet return of someone who remembered the way. They came like the first stirrings of spring through wintered trees, patient and inevitable, brushing against the silence with the grace of thawing snow.

He remained still in his chains. The memory of your voice lingered like the sweetness of a forgotten lullaby, one he had not permitted himself to dream of. Dreams were dangerous things, after all. He knew this better than anyone.

When you appeared at the entrance of his prison once more, light wrapped around your figure like a misplaced sunbeam breaking into a tomb. In your arms, a cloth bundle was cradled against your chest, tied with a ribbon the color of old blood. Red—like orders barked through gritted teeth, like shackles that seared his skin, like the stains on his conscience. Yet somehow, in your hands, the color seemed gentler. Like the ribbon of a child’s gift, not a soldier’s command.

“I brought you something,” you said, voice soft as dusk. “It’s not much.

He didn’t look at you. If he stayed still long enough, maybe you would vanish like all the other foolish ghosts who thought they could reach him. Maybe you'd realize what he was and leave him to rot among the stones and silence. But you were already kneeling, already unwrapping the bundle with fingers as careful as if you were handling something sacred. From the folds emerged a small wooden container, simple and worn. Steam curled from its seams.

“It’s Almond Tofu. My favourite. I thought you might like it too.”

He bared his teeth, slow and deliberate, the muzzle pressing against his cheekbones with the motion. “I told you to stay away.”

“And I told you I don’t listen very well,” you replied, calm as though he hadn’t just threatened to maim you.

“I could tear your eyes from your skull.”

“If you wanted to, you would’ve done it already.”

You stood, walked past the shattered threshold of his cage, ignoring his previous words. As though you weren’t walking into the belly of a creature who had once been made to devour dreams and leave behind husks. The metal of the muzzle clicked faintly as Xiao’s breath hitched, chains groaning beneath the sudden tension in his limbs.

He said nothing as you sat down beside him, close enough that your shoulder brushed the boundary of his karmic debt. And then, without asking, you reached toward the clasp of the muzzle that had seared skin and spirit alike. He flinched, not from fear, but from disbelief.

It did not burn you.

Your fingers brushed the iron like it was no more dangerous than a breeze on stone. With a soft click, the clasp gave way. The muzzle slipped free and fell to the ground with a hollow sound that echoed louder than it should have. Xiao blinked. The air against his lips felt strange, wind against skin that hadn’t felt the sun in years. He said nothing, but the silence was no longer sharp.

You lifted a spoonful of the tofu, steam curling from the trembling surface. “Here.”

“I don’t eat human food,” he muttered, though his gaze followed the spoon with the reluctant intensity of a starving animal who refused to beg.

“Then pretend. Just one bite.”

He stared at you like you were made of thorns and light. Then, without breaking the stare, he leaned forward and took the bite. The taste bloomed on his tongue like a long buried memory, soft, sweet, subtle as snowfall. It was nothing like the raw meat the god used to feed him between commands. It was gentle, kind. As if food could carry emotion and this one had been made by someone who’d never once tasted cruelty. His brows drew together.

“Well?” you asked. Another beat of silence.

“...More.” A smile tugged at your lips, and you didn’t hide it.

The second bite came easier. Then the third. And by the fifth, he was sitting straighter, eyes no longer wary, but puzzled. He couldn’t understand why something so simple had shaken the dust off a corner of his soul he thought had died centuries ago. And when the last bite was gone, he looked at the empty container with the quiet devastation of someone realizing a miracle had a limit.

He looked at you then, truly looked, and hated that something in his chest gave way when he did.

You began to talk. Not of this prison or the god whose voice still echoed in his bones, but of the world beyond these walls. You painted it with your words, each one a brushstroke: ships that floated among clouds, skies blooming with lanterns during moonlit festivals, gardens that glowed like constellations, and markets alive with the scent of dumplings and the sound of laughter.

He didn’t interrupt. Not once. His eyes remained fixed on your face, as if the movement of your lips could become a lifeline. He drank in every word like a man parched, terrified to ask for more.

When you told him about the wind on the Jade Chamber’s terraces, his fingers twitched.

When you spoke of honey lotus pastries, his mouth parted ever so slightly, as though tasting them from memory he never had.

And when you said, barely above a whisper, “I’ll take you there one day,” he turned his head from you.

“You wont,” he said, but the words no longer bled bitterness. They sounded tired, soft.

He didn’t stop you when you placed the empty tofu dish beside his chains, didn’t growl when you stood, brushing dirt from your knees. Didn’t speak when you turned to leave, but his eyes clung to your back. When the echo of your footsteps began to fade into the cavern, his voice cracked into the silence.

“...Bring more tofu.” It was the first time in four hundred years he had asked for anything.

The chains didn’t feel quite as heavy that night.

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the thought of his baby growing in your womb that he loves filling so much, it's too much for him. he fucks into you, fast and needy as he hooks your legs tighter around his waist so he can go deeper. his senses are completely replaced with the urge to breed you; it's his ideal to have you as his cute little wife, pregnant with his child, so everybody knows that you're his.

he's imagining how pretty you'd look, with your swollen tits and cute belly showing off what he did to you. he lifts your hips, spreading your legs impossibly wider, your walls clenching around his twitching cock. "...gonna make you mine... mine forever," he huffs, your sweet cries of his name only driving him faster. he pushes your thighs toward your chest, tip right up against your cervix, spurting his thick, heavy load deep into your pretty pussy.

he's kissing you hard as he rides out his high, messy and hot as you moan into his mouth. he made sure you're filled to the brim with his cum, for the highest possible chances of knocking you up... <3

— wriothesley, neuvillette, pantalone, cyno, diluc, caleb, ifa + your favourites ✩

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MWAHH i luv u too angel thank u for ur support <33

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been thinking about how touch-starved xiao is, and once he finally meets you, your touch becomes like a lifeline for him. he can't go a day without you, your caress, scent, presence, it gives him peace of mind, a reason to be. and so, he's super attached to you and can't stand being away from you, even for a short time. if you're ever away for a while, even just a couple days, he'll lose his mind, needing you back like he's drowning.

xiao would go so far as to try and pick up your sweet scent off your clothes, as it's as close as he can get to you until you return. a jacket, a shirt, maybe even your panties. he'll press the material right into his face, taking in the gentle lingering smell of his lover. he'll sit back on your bed, burying his nose in your clothes and pathetically pumping his cock, eyes squeezed shut so he can vividly imagine you. even without you there, just getting off to your scent is no difficult task to him. he's bucking his hips up as if by reflex, staining your clothes with his cum that's been suppressed for so long :(

please come home to him soon, he can't take much more of this...<3

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hihi :)) i need a little input my loves, i'm planning an event series soon and i'd like to know what format of fics you guys would like the best!!

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their kinks pt. 2 ! ✩ genshin boys hcs x gn!reader ↳ ft. haitham, childe, wriothesley, ayato

HAITHAM is obsessed with your size difference. he towers over you, not only when you stand next to him, but even now, as you lay under him, you seem so small compared to him. no amount of prep or foreplay can ever get you used to how fucking big he is. the way he can pin both your arms above your head with just one hand, how he can effortlessly take control at any second. it's alluring; the mere thought of you under him makes his head spin <3

CHILDE's having a great time fucking you through your clothes. you're on his lap, perched right on top of that bulge that he's so proud of you for causing. he rocks his hips and digs his fingers into your sides, straining against your soaked panties. he loves watching you get more and more desperate, trying to find a better angle where you could actually feel him, but he's never been one to rush things <3

WRIOTHESLEY is a gentleman in his daily life, but when it comes to sex, he's vicious. he loves biting, digging his teeth into the elegant crook of your neck while he's deep inside you. he'll make sure to never hurt you, obviously he'll be gentle enough; but he gets a huge thrill out of having your sweet skin between his teeth, pulling your lip along with him while he kisses you <3

AYATO is easily the most refined man in all of inazuma. but no one knows that he's got you bent over in front of his mirror, making you watch yourself while you're moaning his name in the most undignified way. the way he works your body, he knows just how you like it. and it seemed like a waste to him if you couldn't see yourself while he fucks you, so deep, so hard, so sweet <3

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hihi :)) i need a little input my loves, i'm planning an event series soon and i'd like to know what format of fics you guys would like the best!!

your thoughts are always very important to me, i wanna put out the best content possible for you all mwah