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zani x boss!reader.

note: this was sitting on my drafts for a while now.

it only took a few shots after a particularly hard mission and a few piles of paperwork. you thought it would have taken more but you'd be lying if you deny you were already lusting after your hot employee.

it was around halfway through your third glass when zani came knocking in for her daily report. she looked ragged, more than usual, yet still look the finest. only fragments of her words registered in your mind; your attention fixated on her lips—what would it be like covered in red? would it still look soft and fluffy? or sinfully inviting?

“zani.” you call out to the woman heading towards the door, her back facing you. “care to join me for a drink?” you just wanted answers to your questions.

you were passing her fifth that you poured when it happened. zani takes the glass from your hand and with firm and slow movements, tapped the arm rest of her chair. the sound of skin muffled by the velvety leather echoed through the room. sit. zani orders loudly, despite not opening her mouth once.

so you did. because who are you to deny your ever so hard working subordinate.

the petite armrest supports your weight as your back faces her side. both of you sip the red liquid in your hands quietly for a brief amount of time, each second the tension in the rooms thickens and another bob your throat edges you closer to the line between office workers to something more.

the sound of glass echoes behind you; zani puts her drink on the side table. there’s shuffling behind you until a small gush of breath fans your ears and an arm snaking through your waste. “did you really think his would be enough to get me intoxicated?”

a shiver ran through your spine. your moment of shock was taken advantage of as zani easily moved you to her lap. she bring you further into her with one swift motion and now her soft breast press against your back. you feel something hartouch your thigh.

“zani.” you bit your lips in anticipation.

“i can think of other ways you can help me relax though.” zani turns you heads sideways and meets your lips with hers. the breath that fanned your ears mixes with your own. her hand glides to the back of your head to deepen the kiss. her lips intoxicating you than any other alcohol, lulling you into doing things you probably shouldn’t.

zani moves back to give you a pause to catch your breath. both of your eyes stare into one another, a storm of pure lust and hunger. after a beat, you were the one to dive in this time. zani’s fingers tug your chin downwards. you open your mouth to welcome her tongue with yours. both of your saliva becoming one and you feel her strong hands roam your body, but never really touching you where you want them.

“on your knees,boss” zani whispers.

your knees touch the cold hard floor, it’s been such a long time since you’ve look up to someone. maybe such a time didn’t exist. but zani’s eyes peered at you from above with eyes drowning in power. one hand caress your face with tenderness, her thumb parting your lips lightly. your eye contact breaks when her dilated pupils glance downward. and you wasted no time placing your eager hands on her knees, slowly riding upwards.

your fingers make quick work of her pants to confirm your suspicions earlier. hard plastic greets you. its girth makes you wonder how you failed to notice its existence when she walked through the door.

the sound of your tongue stroking zani’s dick echoed through the vast walls of the room. from the tip to the bottom, nerves and the base, no part left dry. your lips part to welcome the head and slowly lower your face to try and meet the end of the plastic.

zani’s hand reach out to caress your face. “surprised?” she chuckled as she pushes your head down and tears form in the edges of your eyes from the impact. “why do you think i gave you that bottle knowing the busiest and most hectic time of the year is coming up?”

your eyes widen, you always thought your horniness went one way. it seemed like zani had her own ways to bed you too. zani’s little laugh joins the sound of your gags. then, she bunched your hair and pulled you into a heated kiss while her hands undress you swiftly.

“come. i’ve been wearing this for the past week just for you,” zani drags your waist and positions it above her length. hearing her words was enough for you to slam yourself down and you feel it fill you up on ways you haven’t before. you imagine zani having this under her pants for the past week just for the slim chance the she can fuck you.

“zani,” you moan.

“yes, all of this is just for you.” zani guides your hips as you bounce rhythmically. the tips knocking at the deepest parts of your inside got you screaming zani’s name over and over. meanwhile, zani nibbles your ear.

“fuck, im close,” zani blows one last breath in your ear and moved to bite your neck while her hips thrust to meet yours. you felt yourself shaking and getting weak from the upcoming climax and zani took it as a que to flip your positions. your bare back hits the soft leather as zani pounds your insides so hard the chair started squeaking and rocking.

“come,” zani commands as her fingers gives both of your nipple a hard pinch. and the stimulation was enough to send you over the edge and more. you feel yourself dampening the arm chair below with your juices.

zani places a kiss on your forehead. “i think i could get used to this kind of ‘rest’”

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lord ravager phantylia can ravage me baby cuz goddamn

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Omg I wish I was up to date with wuwa lore cause HO MAH GAWD PHROLOVA??????

HECK THAT GIRL IUNO GOD DAMN

I just wanna kiss them silly and cuddle with them so BADLY 😭

Curse wuwa for crashing on my device 💔

im so sorry to your device🥀 that must suck bruh

anw!

did u see their lineup for the upcoming patches?!?! its freaking crazy, fine shawtys left and right omg. im saving up for phrolova as well cuz i know i was getting her the moment i laid my eyes on her on huanglong😙🫶

ALSO PLAY THE MAIN QUESTS BB CUZ ITS SO FIRE!! 2.3 was really good, i dunno abt 2.4 since i haven't started it yet tho but augusta lupa and iuno! im getting my ass up to rake those astrites cuz i need all of them (raw)

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kuro giving me these pretty ladies left and right ! my brain is rottttingggg send asks yall

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its 3am and i can't that one feixiao lc art out of my head sucking her off is not enoughhhhhh.

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ASTRAL EXPRESS' RESIDENT SLUT

imagine being the resident slut of the astral express. just himeko, march and stelle making you take care of their insatiable sexual needs. they're free to take you anywhere and anytime they'd like. you're at their beck and call and you're more than happy to serve.

stelle is always ecstatic and eager, takes advantage of this situation. she’s not afraid to tell you how horny she is and would love for you to take care of the aching sweetness between her legs. lil raccoon is also bold enough to give you frisky touches in public.

“stelle— what are you—ah!” you whisper between breaths as you hear the sound of your zipper becoming undone, the culprit smirking beside you. her eyes glower with undisguised lust. “i can’t wait anymore. i’ve been wanting to do this all day.” you think you hallucinated a small pool of saliva gathering in the side of her pinkish lips. like an eager dog. she bends down to level her head to yours and gave the shell of your ear a small lick. “you’re the one who said anywhere anytime.” she whispers, her voice pulsing and settling in your core. “someone might catch—nngh—us.” you breath as you feel her palm you through the fabric of your underwear. stelle grabs your hand and guides it to press against your mouth. “try your best to stay quiet then.” stelle answers while her fingers tug the hem of your panties upwards, effectively rubbing the cloth through your wet folds. “or you could scream my name until the whole train knows how im making you feel good.” the taller woman finally couldn’t wait anymore and pushed your panties to the side to make way for her long fingers. “whichever is fine by me, baby.”

march 7th actually took the most time to have the courage and actually sleep with you after this new proposition has been settled. and even more time to get used to it and trust you. but oh is it so worth the wait cuz once she warms up to the whole thing, she’s going to you try out every kink under the sun. unlike stelle, who wants to hump you every second of every day, she only comes to you when all of her buttons are pushed and needs desperate release. but as time passes by she gets addicted to the rush and before she knows she’s as horny for you as stelle.

march stands in front of your door after a series of awry missions. she feels her emotions bubbling up and threatening to combust. she had tried to take care of it by herself numerous times already but nothing ever seems to satisfy her. before she could press her knuckles to the cold hard metal, the door swings open to reveal you. the sight of you in short shorts and a tank top brings her closer to the edge more than all the times she had touch herself combined. “i was wondering when you’re gonna come around,” you smile at her as you step aside to let her in. “uhh, how are we supposed to go about this,” march stammers as her face takes a bright red color. her hesitation and nervousness a stark difference from her usual self. you smile as you close the distance between your bodies. “well, how do you want this to be.” march feels your breath fan her face. and before her mind could come up with excuses she brings her lips to yours. after a beat, she confesses in a hurried hush, "i just want to feel good." please, she begs.

himeko likes to keep up her pride and reputation not just as the navigator but as a respected lady as well. so whenever she initiates something it is always subtle. she'd spout something like her room is much more warmer than yours, you should sleep there. or that she wants you to try a new blend she came up with. as much as she wants you, she wants you to be the one on all fours clawing and begging her to fuck you. and of course, you’d never notice how ready she was to devour you until you’re actually beneath her.

himeko is very confident in how well she knows you. for example, like you can never refuse her which made it easy to invite you share a bath together. she also knows that you cannot stop staring at her naked body. she can barely hide her smirk at your apparent embarrassment. she weaves her body through the water to scoot closer to you and the waves carry the heat from you body to her. “is there something you want to say, darling?” himeko places ghosts her hands over your thigh, your small shivers creating ripples in the water. “stop teasing me, himeko” you mutter through rough breaths, the room felt foggy and hot, all too much heat. “not even a 'please'? i see the other two has been spoiling you a lot.” before you could come to your defense, himeko adds, “no worries, im happy to make you remember how to properly use your words again.”

ALSO! himeko teaching the other two how to please a woman with you as the test subject. she'd spread you in a table and point at your most sensitive spots just to prove a point. she wouldn't let them touch, no, at least not after she's had her fun with you. secretly, himeko likes to show off her experience, she likes the power trip more than she'd like to admit.

march and stelle would use you for ‘practice’. and they’re actually fast learners, its hard not to notice when they’re making you cum faster than last.

himeko would praise them for their good work and let them bathe in their improvement before diving in on you and demonstrating how to please properly. she makes sure you scream much louder and faster.

eventually, it turns into a competition between the three on who can make you cum faster, harder or make you moan louder. they’d pass you around and would make you go for rounds after rounds until you’re milked dry.

himeko spreads your legs wider from behind as your pussy is showcased in front of two curious faces. her long experienced finger glides along the root of your thigh, close yet far to your core. suddenly she pinched your bud in one swift move, you let out a scream of pleasure. “and this is where the magic happens.” “most females require stimulation on the clit to climax and our little pet is no exception,” she lectures calmly as she leans further in to you, her huge soft breasts poking your back. “isn’t that right, darling?” she whispers. stelle's hand flies up in the air like a student in class. “she likes it when i tug on it with my lips!” she exclaims excitedly. despite your whimpers, himeko continues, “before any penetration, make sure that she is properly wet.” the navigator slaps your pussy and a juicy squelching sound echoed through the room. march and stelle salivates at the sight in front of them. “i guess there’s no need to worry about that,” stelle giggles and licks her lips. “when’s gonna be my turn? you keep hogging her to yourself, himeko,” march complains as her hands reach down to rub herself through her shorts. “patience, our lecture has just started.”

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finally finished my masterlist. the thing took me half a years worth of will power just to finish. anw i have two fics on the drafts, all finished. just needs some polishing ✨🫶

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NAVIGATION

< HONKAI STAR RAIL >

imagine being acheron's anchor to reality

imagine black swan as a pervert

ALL THE LITTLE THINGS

a sneak peak of what its like dating your favorite hsr character. includes: himeko, serval, seele, stelle, bronya, march 7th, ruan mei, herta, robin

HSR WOMEN'S REACTION WHEN YOU DON'T PULL FOR THEM

featuring: silver wolf, lingsha, the herta, kafka, sparkle

FINAL WALTZ

kafka x fem!reader one dance to celebrate the last, a final moment to honor a love that cannot be.

< MISC. >

TWILIGHT

jinhsi x fem! reader the story of two children, of a thief and a magistrate. and how two worlds, contrasting each other like heaven and soil, collide and mold into one.

pure filthy smut w/ zani and arleccchino

arlecchino and maid outfits

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imagine arlecchino meeting a soft spoken girly shy reader who ADORES and loves wearing frilly Fontainian dresses. Do you think arlecchino would absolutely doll her up 24/7 (I mean she's a harbinger she's prob FILTHY rich) and tease her about.

OH Just IMAGINE SITTING ON HER LAP WITH A CUTE FLUFFY SKIRT AND GLITTERY WHITE STOCKINGSsbssybsbus

OKAY HEAR ME OUT!! MAID OUTFITS!! i got carried away with this. oops.

so imagine its may 10th and arlecchino just randomly brings out an expensive looking paper bag. you're surprised because there is nothing special on that day that warrants a gift from the knave herself but then again arlecchino likes spoiling you and giving you gifts on her whim. you also know arlecchino long enough that nothing good would come out from refusing her, so you tug the ribbon and open the bag to see black and white cloth. at first you were like "???" but then you pull it out and see a maid outfit with the most intricate patterns on the frills you've ever seen. even the black hair bad ahs frills. no matter how you look at it, it looks too fancy to be a maid outfit. i imagine it has some red highlights and streaks, a way to show who you serve.

"i heard from the grapevine that today is what most considers to be 'maid day' and i thought what a great way to celebrate my ownership on you" arlecchino smirks and before you can even think about what kind of grapevine she`s been in to know this kind of information, she pulls out a box, much smaller than the previous one. you take it and arle just says, "here, something to go with the outfit." and shoos you to the bathroom.

so you open the box in the bathroom and you see a black choker with a gold bell. the cloth of the choker made of thin black leather and it had red strings crisscrossed leading up to the small shiny gold bell. well, arlecchino went out of her way to order an outfit and a choker made perfectly for you, who are you to decline your master. you change into the clothing and went out of the bathroom. you`re probably the most dolled up maid in teyvat.

you put on a show and bunch up the ends of your long skirt to curtsy, lowering you head slightly. arlecchino's eyes glint under the light, she eyes her lap and you waste no time climbing. her hands remain at her sides the whole time, refusing to touch you. you whimper from the lack of warmth but arle doesn't budge one bit.

"what kind of maid wants her master to please her?" arlecchino arches an eyebrow. "if you wan something, you know what do? don't you, pup?" you throat bobs as you nod.

"serve me," arlecchino orders.

and so you did. because maids do all the work.

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pure filthy smut with arlecchino and zani!

imagine being banged by both arlecchino and zani. zani would have white haired bush around her base while arle prefers to have hers shaven. while arle’s dick is on thinner side, it more than makes up for its length. i feel like arle’s tip would huge asf though. the type that would be caught in your entrance every time it goes in and out and its big enough to touch that one spot near your hole. zani’s girth would be thick and heavy and it doesn’t matter if she’s turned on or not, her dick always has veins popping and angry.

they’re both very stressed so any sexual intercourse with them is spicy to the t. the best position they like is of course any position they can be inside you at the same time. zani would pound your ass until its the shape of her dick while arle’s dick would be kissing your womb. sometimes they would feel each other throbbing and moving inside you. sometime’s zani would give your ass a few slap while arle pinches your clit from the front. sometimes arle would be biting your neck while zani fondles your breasts from behind.

they’d both have you on your knees as their cocks twitch in front your face. their mush covering your nostril and intoxicating you deeper each time you smell. both of them would slap your face with their cocks and have you thanking and worshipping their dicks the next moment. you’d kiss it lovingly while they smear their load on to your face, mixing with your tears and drool. they’d have you gagging and crying and screaming and you all would go at it for a whole night like animals in their heat. i mean thats what happens when you mate with two monsters.

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started rinascita quest and wow this is peak

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𝐅𝐈𝐍𝐀𝐋 𝐖𝐀𝐋𝐓𝐙 kafka x fem!reader one dance to celebrate the last, a final moment to honor a love that cannot be. tags: 1.3k, violence, death, lots of angst

with a firm pull of the trigger, the final bullet of your gun embedded itself on the head of your last remaining opponent.

in the silence of the grand corridor, your bloodied body slouched from fatigue as you heave the sigh you’ve been withholding ever since you entered the large residence. from the near distance you can faintly hear the sounds of classical music. a distinct contrast from the deafening sound of your pounding heart.

you steel yourself and head towards the ginormous wooden doors. even through your blurring vision, you can still make out the intricate patterns of glimmering gold and elegant flowers.

you enter the hall and suddenly the prowling grasps of death were replaced by the lively air permeating the ballroom. the lifeless guards nowhere in sight and instead your vision was filled with lively guests, each presence commanding sophistication and grace. no more was the smell of metallic blood, just the aroma of champagne and expensive perfume.

even though your suit was soaked with blood from head to toe and blood drips from every step you take, nobody batted an eye your way. you take it as a sign to head to the middle of the vast room.

you down a glass or two of expensive wine and the taste of iron and lavish flavor burst on your tongue. and before you know it, you’re under the biggest and brightest chandelier in the center. where she agreed to meet you.

you don’t look around, just silently tuck your gun away. she’s here and she’ll come when she deems its the right time to do so. after all, she has her way of doing things.

it didn’t take long for her to show herself. you crane your head down from staring directly at the light of the chandelier and tilt it sideways. the side of your face faces your left back where she stood in all her glory. but your eyes never left the gold ornament decorated with pretty lights.

“would you do me the honor of having this dance?” the alluring voice drowned your boisterous heart beats and the calm music. purple locks and purple eyes graced your sight, what a delight.

kafka is finally here.

the question goes unanswered verbally and she takes your callous hands with her equally hardened ones, the dried up blood staining her freshly manicured yet calloused fingertips. the moment your skin met you hear the music in the background slowly changing from an orchestra to a string quintet, like a melody touching another.

you recognized it from the sound of the first note alone. but it didn’t matter for when kafka is around she is the only thing your senses can focus on.

your eyes can only see the little cuts littering her face that the gods, if they were real, rook tike sculpting. ears that can only register her honey voice and her touch is the only thing you are allowed to feel when she is near.

she’s irresistible and she knows it, you doubt you’re capable of refusing her. thus, the reason for your presence at this moment.

a few months prior, a crow delivered a fancy letter while you were on the middle of a mission. you would’ve mistaken it for anything else but the shade of the lipstick mark sealing the envelope was one too familiar.

you didn’t open it until much later to the day where you are in the privacy of the hotel you were staying at. inside the envelope was not a letter but a music score, filled with intricate notes and symphonies. above the rows of staff read “last dance, composed by kafka, yours truly” in delicate handwriting.

it took you a while to decode the hidden message inside the beautiful harmony, countless of hours playing the melody until it’s branded to your brain and you can hear it while you dream. your knowledge of music wasn’t that great but you can perfectly play this symphony on a violin, where it was intended to be played.

“how did you like my present? i thought a lot about it, you know,” kafka smiled at you as you both sway your bodies to the music she gifted you. both of you paint a moment that couldn’t be more immaculate.

“it was perfect. i’m confident i can play it better than the ones onstage,” you spit out, it’s been a few hours since you last spoke and you feel the blood bubbling up your throat. kafka laughed at your remark and spun you, her hands nor her eyes never leaving yours.

“i didn’t think you would actually show up,” you face her after twisting your bodies, to catch a glimpse of her eyes holding an emotions you have yet seen. something from her voice made you think that she was hoping you wouldn’t be here but you ignore it. there was no point in dwelling, you’ve had enough time doing so and your final choice was to be here.

“you wound me. you underestimate my devotion, kafka,” you mutter against her painted lips as you press your bodies close enough. at the end of the day, it all boils down to your devotion to the woman in front of you.

in your peripheral vision, you notice how the ballroom is empty. the guests with their fancy ties and extravagant gowns moved away one by one until only you and kafka were the only ones dancing. they form a crowd at the sidelines observing the scene before them silently, no hushed whispers and idle chat. just silence, only the sounds of your footsteps and the quintet reverberated the halls.

you feel their eyes following the both of you, as you weave through the empty and vast ballroom. but deep down you are aware that their focus is on you alone. your smile a little wider.

kafka dips you. her arms catching your waist and her face ends up facing your neck. she whispers in a hot breath before bringing back up, “your devotion blesses and curse me, my love.”

this time it was you dipped her except your face is above hers, giving you a full view of her face and her locks suspended in the air from above, “it’s your reward for loving me and your curse for making me love you.”

as you help her up, you can’t help but recognize the familiar ominous sound of music present in the latter piece of kafka’s composition. the music is ending soon and so is your time with kafka.

but you were always daring enough to desire more of her.

“i shall inherit your love and devotion until my last breath. it will be my heaviest burden and my most prized possession,” she caresses your face, leaving no skin untouched by her palms while her other hand pulls you to her.

you spend the last remaining notes kissing. in these moments, only the sound of her gift, the darkness and the feel of her soft lips are your sole purpose.

the final note rung throughout the room and echoed through your ears with finality. your lips part away but her held only became tighter and closer. for a moment, kafka wouldn’t budge when you try to inch yourself away but her resistance was fleeting and the next second her skin was no longer touching yours. you heave a breath like oxygen was removed from your body.

“i love you, kafka” you say through the painful breaths. by now, you were seeing blacks in the corners of your vision and even the light of the chandelier was a little dimmer.

kafka looks at you one last time before turning away. not before pausing and saying, “i know.”

you smile even though she couldn’t see and watch as her figure slowly gets swallowed by the crowd and disappearing completely.

as her shadow fades and kafka couldn’t be found anymore. the guests, whose eyes never left your figure, swiftly moved in sync. in the blink of an eye, thousands of guns, varying in sizes and models, are pointed at your already dying figure.

one foot in front of the other, her boots digging through the snow filled pavement but no matter how much kafka distance herself from the building, she was unable to escape the deafening sounds of gunshots.

in a way, her heart yearned for the sounds to never cease because of the meaning it symbolizes. but at she thought that, the sounds stopped.

kafka’s eyes twitched and her eyebrows narrow yet her hands clenched only to unclenched and repeat the same pattern.

her walk forward was lonely. with no sounds to accompany her. for she left all her music with you.

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the e worst part about having a character in hsr is not having their light cone 😭 aka me getting Aglaea but ABSOLUTELY failed at getting her light cone now I’ll have to be salty about it until she reruns again

dw bro i've never gotten a sig. lc except for the standard ones. i pulled for herta and hard pitied but her banner ended before i could pull the last ten/twenty pulls 🥹 you'll get her trust 🤘🤘

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so uh I’m absolutely cooked in wuwa. Kuro is gonna fuck me over with both Zani and Cantarella. Also, did you see the leaks with Zani and those scars omg 😳 not to mention where Cantarella’s tacet mark is 😏. But trust that I’ll get them and their weapons somehow. If you’re playing, who do you play to roll for?

i searched up the zani leaks wow?!? it seems like the lore is about to eat so bad. i can't wait to see her hair animated!! also cantarella is so cunty. the thoughts i had when i saw where her tacet mark is ooohhhhh booyy.

good luck on your pulls and grind, may the kuro system be on your side. also, i'll be pulling for cathethyia and phrolova and maybe shorekeeper's rerun

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𝐇𝐒𝐑 𝐖𝐎𝐌𝐄𝐍'𝐒 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍𝐒 𝐖𝐇𝐄𝐍 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐃𝐎𝐍'𝐓 𝐏𝐔𝐋𝐋 𝐅𝐎𝐑 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐌 featuring: silver wolf, lingsha, the herta, kafka, sparkle tags: fluff, self-aware au

silverwolf

"you're kidding me," you hear silverwolf's annoyed voice through your headphones.

silverwolf watches through your camera as you put both your hands together and lower your head in apology. before you can say your sorry excuses, the hacker sighs loudly and beats your incoming punch with her own. "it's the meta isn't it?"

"i mean, it'd make sense to pull for newer characters since you can't even clear endgame," she teases, taking a jab at your gaming skills every chance she gets like she usually does. her voice sounded light and casual but the twinge of dejection didn't escape your trained ears. you couldn't think of anything else to say since she saw right through your reasons.

"i won't say i don't understand. i'm a gamer too, y'know." silverwolf shrugs as she pops her bubblegum with a loud smack. she takes out her phone and gave it a few taps.

"but that doesn't mean i'm gonna accept your decision." and with that, your screen suddenly turns black. you try to restart your computer and reboot the game but the black screen keeps staring right back at you.

after a few weeks of multiple failed attempts, rendering you unable to pull for the character you wanted. hours right before the banner ends, your computer finally comes back to life. however, you log in to the game only to find out all your reserves of stellar jades and special passes were emptied.

you hear a bubblegum smack as you look at your screen in despair.

lingsha

"i wonder what made you go back on your promise," lingsha is as sweet as ever even as you break the news to her. she smiles at you over your screen albeit her eyes were dimmer and you see a raging vein popping in the side of her smooth forehead, a clear sign she's quite irritated.

"you were doing so good saving up for me, dear. you even told me you were going to get all of my eidolons," her smile twitches as the words leave her mouth and her hands that were petting tuskpir freeze for a moment before caressing again.

"did other women caught your eye, perhaps?" she asks with a raised eyebrow, staring right at you and boring a hole through your soul despite being in a completely dimension as you. "no, of course not," you deny as soon as her words materialized in the air.

"then, what prompted the change of plans?" she asks again, more firmly this time. tuskpir notices the change in her demeanor and quickly scurried off, leaving you alone to deal with a quietly seething cauldron master.

"have you lost interest in me then? maybe in starting to lose my touch." linsgha is confident she has you wrapped around her finger but she still couldn't help but question, it has more to do with her desire to see you squirm uncomfortably rather than being conscious of her charms.

"you know as well as i do that i haven't," your answer sounded more like a plea. it gave lingsha satisfaction but, unfortunately, her mind games are not over yet. at least not until she gets what she wants.

"so, what is the reason then, darling," the question leaves her mouth for the third time but her small smile never left her face once although it was slowly becoming smaller and smaller. you stay silent, racking your brain for reasons to ease her tranquil wrath. she takes your pause as cue to give you her final blow of the long interrogation.

"if you don't have one, then let's do as you promise. warp for me." there wasn't room for questions unlike her previous remarks. her hand outstretches to you as if inviting. you nod without a second thought.

the herta

"why?"

herta is confused. not pull for her? that is something even lifeforms with the lowest intelligence would not dare do. unfathomable. doing the unthinkable might have been what initially made herta take interest in you but now she thinks you're losing a few braincells.

"who could possibly be better than me?" it would take a whole lot to damage the herta's enormous and pristine ego but she thinks your decision poked it a little. "there's no correct answer by the way. no one is better than me," she answers her own question.

"perhaps you've grown complacent because you have my puppets with you." she comes closer to your screen. "but do you not want the real thing?" she asks as her voice tickles your ears trough the speakers. but before she can get anymore closer she stops halfway through, rekindling your desire to pull her closer.

"well, feel free to do as you like. i could care less about what you do anyways," she flips her silky hair and struts away from you.

well, that went easier than you thought. you were sure herta would give you hell for even thinking about not pulling for her. so you go on your merry way to go back to farming.

"not even one stellar jade?!?! after three hours of farming!"

you spent your remaining fuels and trailblazer power but it seems the system is bent on cursing you. the monsters were harder to beat and the rare instance that you do the drops were extremely scarce.

in the end, you weren't able to pull for the character you wanted due to insufficient resources.

kafka

"there's no need to choose, love." kafka says calmly as she looks down at you from her seat. the camera is always angled upwards every time she's on screen, effectively you making you crane your neck to glance at her like is the sky.

"name the price and you shall have it," she declares without any hesitation. her smooth cheek rests on her palm as if sponsoring your pulls are as trivial as the sky being blue.

"i-no, it's wrong. i don't want you to use your money on me," no matter how enticing the offer was, your morals held you back from accepting. you're not her sugar baby, you remind yourself.

"and i don't want you wanting anyone else other me," she replies without missing a beat and your heart thumps louder with how fast she responded without an ounce of doubt in her smooth voice.

"so don't be shy and take it. i want you to have me."

sparkle

"YES! FIRST TEN PULLS AND SHE FINALLY CAME HOME!"

you stand from your chair in shock as the character you've been warping for appear on screen. your fingers hurriedly go to the character menu to greet the new addition to your roster.

"hello~, little one," the character greets you. odd, you don't think the character would call you 'little one'. you only know one person that would call you such nickname. the feeling of familiarity creeps up from your spine and settles at the back of your tongue as you come up with a plausible deduction.

"sparkle," you sigh. you should've known sparkle wouldn't just sit around and watch you warp for somebody else.

"oh no! my cover's been blown," despite the words, the character giggles as she puts her hand in front of her lips. slowly the character's appearance morph into the mischievous girl you know.

"whats with the disappointed look? you're hurting my feelings, cutie," sparkle fakes a pout as her hand press against her chest before her signature smirk takes home in her lips again.

"you should've seen your face when you were celebrating!" she clasps her hands in front and her eyes cloud and get dreamy as she reminisces your reaction.

"you must be even happier since you got a better one, me" she blows a kiss to your camera.

[heissenn]

still haven't played rinascita main quest but im so excited to write for carlotta 🤩

[heissenn]

𝗧𝗪𝗜𝗟𝗜𝗚𝗛𝗧 jinhsi x fem! reader the story of two children, of a thief and a magistrate. and how two worlds, contrasting each other like heaven and soil, collide and mold into one.

TAGS: fluff. 2k words. in celebration of jinhsi rerun. dedicated to all jinhsi stans out there.

your small body felt smaller under the towering racks and piles of supplies, the numerous shelves brimming with bread, cheese and spices felt endless and for a moment you thought about how many winters it would take to empty even one. however, there’s no time to pick and choose, you’re more than aware your presence is not welcomed here and time’s running out.

three loaves of bread. your hand grabs another one without any second thought, another loaf could spell your survival through the upcoming winter. your eyes land on the selection of meat: chicken, deer, pig. they join the bread and cheeses in your worn out sack. you reach out to a basket of freshly picked fruits on the table that was a little too tall for you. but before you can sack them, bright light surges behind you suddenly and your body automatically flew to swiftly hide before your mid could process what was happening.

the light moves closer, growing brighter and wider with each step. the smell of metal and dust fills you as take cover in a cabinet filled with cooking utensils but you kill any signs of breathing just like any other time you’ve been caught.

there were no sounds of footsteps and if it weren’t for the light, you wouldn’t have thought there were anybody else beside you. the grip on your small knife tightens and you swing just in time when the cabinet door is forcefully opened. but the tip of your cheap blade unfortunately met the air as your arm was caught by a gentle, soft yet forceful hand.

your ragged breaths come to a halt when you realize a girl your age stands before you. normally, you would’ve given more thought as to why a child is loitering the kitchen of the mt. firmament city hall but you had more pressing matters to worry about. you put more weight into your arm at an attempt to free yourself from her vices or to slash at her, whichever works. but her grip was too powerful for someone so petite.

a shadow crosses your face and your features form into a grim expression. you’ve never been caught before and you were certainly not about be caught now especially by a child like you. your breaths that you tried so hard to calm slowly spill from your throat and became the only sound in the vast kitchen. the light grows strong and only then did you realize it wasn’t blinding white but yellow and golden.

there was only one in the city hall that could emit powerful golden light who was around your age, even a peasant like you have heard of her. “the magistrate” your young brain couldn’t catch up to the fact that the future magistrate of jinzhou is standing before you. and she just caught you stealing.

“future. right now i’m just hsi,” she corrects you. “you must be the thief that has been plaguing the city hall these past few days.” the small smile she directed was kind and you think it suited her innocent features, you think she looked more like a playmate rather than the future leader of your country.

the white eyes that peered at you brimmed with too much curiosity one should have when addressing an intruder. she didn’t look mad even though your other arm is heavy with carrying the sack filled with foods you stole from her. “look, i’ll leave this sack and all the stolen goods just don’t tell on me,” you bargain but the desperation in your voice made it sound like a plead.

“why do you steal? it is against the law, there are harsh punishments waiting for thieves like you,” she asks as if you were a puzzle she couldn’t make anything of.

even with your prepubescent mind you think it made sense that she couldn’t comprehend your actions. she has been sheltered her whole life, what would she know about the unforgiving coldness that bites your skin during winters or the merciless gangs that lurk in the shadow of the streets or the countless deaths you’ve witnessed just because they didn’t have enough to live. it wasn’t her fault she wasn’t exposed to the unkind experiences that haunt you every day.

but it still filled you with rage, that someone as old as you can lead a life so different from yours.

“life is very different outside these walls, princess,” you bite at her. and to her, your sudden anger must be misplaced and confusing. but her hands that were free from callouses or her skin that was clean of any mud or bruises further proves the contrasting worlds you both live in. “you’d know if you actually come out of this little shelter of yours.”

you cast your head down after your little tantrum. hsi’s hold weakened and you took it as your chance to yank it out of her grip. you waste no time pointing your knife at her but she didn’t look the least bit threatened. “keep the sack, then,” she voices.

“i’ll let you go and speak not a word to anyone.” the light surrounding the both of you glows a brighter. “but do not let me catch you twice.” and you took it as your cue to flee into the night where the horrors of reality awaits you.

‘princess’

the word echoes through hsi’s head. she’d heard of ‘magistrate’, ‘young madam’, and many other variations but never ‘princess’.

it felt unnatural to be called something that exists only in stories. unnatural like the name ‘jinhsi’. a heavy name she would bear when she gets appointed the title of magistrate.

princess don’t get chosen; they were born in royalty. they also don’t have sentinels to guide them.

the future magistrate wonders if princess have playmates. were they allowed to chase butterflies? dance in the rain?

hsi finds herself wanting to meet you again despite being the one to threaten you if you ever show your face again. the nights where her feet leads her to the kitchen increases. and so does her burning curiosity. she had never seen a kid her age before. nor had she met a thief before. nor a young thief.

hsi walks up the grand staircase after another rendezvous in the kitchen, it isn’t good for young girls to miss sleep. especially if they have lessons about trade and policy to listen to the next day.

there were only several steps left until she reaches the corridor to her bedroom when she heard a ruckus outside. she leans on her tippy toes over the huge window that showcase the city below to get a better look.

her eyes widen just a little when a small figure carrying a familiar old sack entered her vision. her sight was pinned on you that she didn’t realize you were chased down by enforcers. and it seemed that you didn’t as well as you were struck by a flying object. hsi’s hands grip the windowsills as she watch you tumble. you picked yourself up before you could hit the ground and although wobbly you continue to run from the men chasing you.

hsi peeled herself away from the scene and bolts down the staircase she just climbed before she could understand what she was doing. she had a brief realization that it was her first time sneaking out but the thought was pushed further in her mind when the chilly air pricked her skin as she opens the small door reserved for servants.

she could've turned back, forget what she had seen and tuck herself back to bed. she should’ve. but the young hsi didn’t

instead, she ran toward your direction.

you ran.

until the men behind you were replaced by endless tall trees that casts spooky shadows under the moonlight.

you pant as you lean your back against a sturdy trunk. the sack lays secure in your hold and you open it to check if the item you ventured out for was still there. your eyes landed on a box. it looked too simple to be the cause of an entire ruckus.

medicine.

your fingertips touch the simple woodwork to open it but the sound of a twig splitting echoed through the thick forest. the sack in your hands is closed and slung in your back in one swift motion. you climb the tree and settle on the lowest branch.

the shadow of a figure comes closer. and with it comes a light colored in a shade of gold you’ve had the chance of seeing up close before. confusion settles in your stomach.

soon, your suspicions were confirmed as hsi treads the woods ever so silently.

‘was she here to catch you and deliver you to the men after you?’ the thought flashed for a second but it seemed unlikely. an important figure such as her wouldn’t be doing things outside her post. then, did she come here in her volition? maybe she is just out for a walk and her actions didn’t concern even a little. but, a walk at this hour?

before you can think about her actions any further, the subject of your thoughts turned her head up and white eyes met yours sharply, leaving with no choice but to meet her at the ground.

“to what do i owe the pleasure, princess?” you ask as you dust yourself while approaching her closer.

“what did you steal this time?” her forehead had the littlest of crease and you would’ve thought she looked cute if it weren’t for the situation.

“did you really come all the way here to ask that, princess? you could’ve just asked the enforcers. im sure they’d be more than happy to answer,” you say as you walk around her in circles, wearing a small smile that you hope masks the tension you feel.

her sight remains on you and her white eyes moves with every step you take. it looked so slivery and silky under the moonlight you were sure it can replace the moon above.

hsi opens her mouth to reply but before any sound leaves your mouth, a loud rumble shook the ground. leaves fells from tree and birds stirred from their nests. the smile on your face turned sour. you turn to the girl beside you, “looks like playtime is over.”

too much confrontation within a day. and all of them with faces you did not want to meet. a sigh leaves your lips as you grab hsi’s hand and ran towards the opposite direction of the roar.

“wha-”

“tacet discords are coming. we have to hurry,” you cut her off as prominent fear and panic coats your voice. times likes these makes you realize how juvenile you are; it makes you want to hug your trembling body and to hide behind someone else.

you and hsi ran as fast you can until you see a familiar cave. you point at the small and seemingly insignificant opening. “there, that’s our base.” your hand squeezed hers as the ground moves again. you’ve flee far enough but safety is not ensured as long as you were outside.

you both headed towards the entrance of the cave in haste.

hsi didn’t know what she was expecting but she knew it wasn’t this.

“big sister!”

a handful of kids younger than her run towards you. you pick one of them up and you ruffle the hair of another. “miss me?” she heard you say beside her. repku never came as the kids’ attention suddenly turned to her.

“you brought a friend!”

“who is she? is she gonna be joining us from now?”

“wow, her clothes are fancy.”

comments were thrown at her all at once and hsi felt a little hot under all the gazes. she smiled at them in return and looked to you for help. you just giggle at the scenery in front of you and did nothing to pull them away from the overwhelmed magistrate.

“no. she’ll just be staying with us for tonight.” hsi noticed that your smile seemed more genuine and your expression was softer than your usual grin. she thinks softness looks good on you.

“why don’t you guys play with her while i have to go do something?” you suggest and before you walk away you turn to her one more time. “have fun, princess. don’t worry they don’t bite. i think”

hsi watches as you saunter off somewhere else and disappear from her sight, leaving her with kids looking up at her with shining eyes. the smile she gave them was warmer than the fire that was crackling at the middle of the cave.

“are you big sister’s playmate? that’s great! she doesn’t have anyone to play with other than us.” a little kid who looks no younger than nine tugs at hsi’s hand. and she didn’t have the heart to deny the statement when all the other kids started celebrating so she said, “i am.”

“she always takes care of us but never herself.” she heard from someone beside her. another one adds, “yeah, so take care of her for us!”

the future magistrate knew then that she chose right following you. now, she has confirmation that you are more than what meets the eye, the gut feeling that filled her during that fateful encounter in the kitchen.

after a few moments of answering the children’s whims and wishes, hsi felt like her cheek could burst from smiling. it felt like a piece in her childhood puzzle has been found. the happiness that comes from children playing with other children.

she wanders around and it didn’t take long to find you hunched over a body laying on a stack of hay. it took her a few seconds of hesitation to finally approach you.

“were the medications for her?” she asks as silent and as soft as she could as her eyes fix on the sleeping little girl. “yes. its gotten worse but the things i brought should be enough.”

the crack in your juvenile voice made her realize that you were just a kid like her, like them. but responsibilities and experience does not care for one’s age. she knows that.

suddenly, you stand up and face her and under the crackling embers of the torches lining the walls, she sees a glimpse of tears drying on your cheeks.

“we’re a few hours from sunrise. you need to get back to the town hall before they notice you’re gone.” you grab her hand, cold yet soft. hsi had to swallow a refusal, you were right but she couldn’t help but want to stay for a little longer.

both of you walk through the forest again, this time no monster disturbed you and no conversation was shared. hsi went home that day with a deeper understanding of the person that was you and a hooter curiosity.

it would be years till her curiosity was sated.

she didn’t meet you the next day or day after that, or the weeks and months. you weren’t there when she had to leave hongzhen. and you weren’t there when she became jinhsi as well.

jinhsi fights the monsters hurling at her, her energy was already depleted even before coming here but she felt dried up now. but she couldn’t give up, the road stretches on far ahead and juè is waiting for her.

she parried one strike but another is coming from her back. she unleashes her resonance ability but the hordes did not falter one bit, more were still coming behind them. jinhsi fell to her knees, her head felt like a balloon being emptied of air.

but before she could hit the ground, a slash cut the hoard in half.

“welcome back, princess.”