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Clorinde | Gameplay

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Clorinde | Gameplay

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Perfect mommy!

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Clorinde | Gameplay

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my cosplay 💜

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Three. Two. One.

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Genshin Impact: Clorinde

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just game ch.2

Pairing: Scaramouche x Xiao x f!Reader

Tags: unspecified relationship, modern au

just game ch.1

It's been 24 hours since that night. And you can say that since that evening you have lost your peace. The thoughts were chasing you, and their essence was how to behave with your friends now? Is it worth discussing all this or pretending that nothing happened?

It was early Saturday morning, and you were jogging on the treadmill, completely lost in your inner thoughts. You missed the lectures on Friday, you just couldn't bring yourself to go and look at Scaramouche and Xiao's faces, but then there was the fact that neither of them tried to contact you. It literally resonated with your past relationships, where you should have been a few minutes late, as you immediately received calls or messages on your phone asking where you had disappeared. But not now…

You were getting more and more worried about the fact that you decided to do that thing at all. Yes, at first it seemed funny to excite these two jerks, but how could you know that everything would turn into a threesome? But it made you cringe even more that you liked it.

There was music playing in your headphones. Loud enough to drown out the sounds of other gym equipment in the gym, but quiet enough that you could hear the sounds of the treadmill you were practicing on. Suddenly, a cold palm touched your hand, which startled you and almost tripped over your own feet, losing the rhythm, but having oriented yourself in time, you stood on the sides of the device.

Turning your head, you saw Clorinde, with whom you have been quite close friends since the first year. The dark-haired girl was looking at you with raised eyebrows in a silent question, her face expressing irritation rather than concern.

"Well, what do you mean…" She asked, crossing her arms over her chest.

You pursed your lips and reached out with your hand to slow down the pace of the tape you've been running on for the last half hour.

"I wasn't feeling well," You replied dryly, continuing to walk around the simulator and looking away from the window in front of you.

"Leave it for those who don't know you. Didn't you feel well? How so. You haven't missed Kamisato's lectures in three years, and now, my dear, it's half past seven in the morning. Too cheerful for the one who was "not well."

Clorinde was very perceptive, a person with cold logic when the situation demanded it, and unfortunately for you, she was great at reading people, well, you in particular.

You took the headphones out of your ears, getting back on the side of the treadmill.

"I couldn't come to the lectures on Friday, okay? Were… circumstances."

"Which ones?" Your friend was asking without taking her piercing gaze off you. "I literally lost you on Thursday night. On Friday, you didn't show up for lessons, didn't answer my calls, didn't open the door for me, and apparently you're going to continue in the same spirit! What the fuck?"

"It just so happened…" you muttered, starting to frantically poke your fingers at the screen of the device under you, trying to stop it. The pressure made you mad, which made you unable to pull yourself together. The simulator beeped plaintively and you exhaled noisily. Clorinde leaned over the support to quickly press the right key to stop the tape and immediately turned to you.

"To the locker room. Quickly!"

You moaned, closing your eyes, as the girl dragged you by the hand towards the room with clothes. Clorinde checked all the passages leading to the drawers with personal belongings to make sure that you were alone in the room and leaned on the nearest cells and looked at you defiantly. You sat down on a bench and tilted your head to the ceiling. You weren't afraid of being judged by her, but what's the right way to tell a friend that you had a gangbang with your best friends?

In general, the girl standing next to you had quite free views in terms of intimate relationships. She was interested in both girls and boys. There were even rumors on campus that she had once seduced French professor Neuvillette.

Clorinde cleared her throat loudly and ostentatiously, still waiting. You made a long sound and lowered your head and covered your face with your hands.

"I slept with Xiao," You mumbled into your palms.

"I'm sorry?" the girl spoke stupidly. "My hearing seems to be failing me today."

"And with Skara. With both of them, on Thursday."

"Oh," was all that came out of Clorinde's mouth as she furrowed her brows, clearly digesting the information. The girl let the air out of her mouth and took a few steps towards you, sitting down next to you and crossing her legs, leaning her elbow on her knee and propping her face with her palm. You looked at her, looking for a clue in her facial expressions what she was going to say now.

"And how is it?" Clorinde gave out, her face changing in a second. Her eyes were slyly narrowed, and a sly smile played on her lips.

"What?" you exhaled literally on the move, wondering if you should be happy with her reaction or if she has not yet understood the meaning of your words.

"Whose penis is bigger?" The brunette repeated cheerfully with a serious look, as if you hadn't just said that you fucked two of your friends.

"You… I…" you began to stutter, looking at your friend dumbfounded, "Did you listen to me at all, are you damn confused by the fact that I participated in a threesome?"

"And you?" Clorinde just asked, shrugging her shoulders. "Listen, baby, I've thought over all the worst-case scenarios from where you just threw up all night to where you got hit by a car. And you just had a good fuck, and now you're biting yourself because of it? Are you worried about the very fact of what happened or who it happened to? But I hasten to reassure you about one thing, if they cum, they definitely liked it."

"Clorinde…" you moaned, covering your face with your hands again. "I can't pull myself together. Neither Skara, nor Xiao, nor any of them got in touch. Not yesterday, not today. I… what if they hate me now? Suddenly they think I'm a whore or something…" You looked pleadingly at the girl next to you, but she just snorted and waved it away.

"You think too much. They're probably lying there in a euphoric coma, still twitching at the memories."

You tried to give a semblance of a smile. Clorinde got up from the bench and held out her hand to you.

"Come on, let's go have a good workout, since we're here. And in the evening… We'll go to a bar where we'll get really drunk."

You put your hand in the girl's hand. In the end, now you've shared your feelings with someone and the best thing is that you haven't been judged.

…

It was eight o'clock at night when you were standing in your room in front of the mirror. Music was quietly pouring out of the speakers, something from the Stray Kids repertoire, but you were still immersed in your thoughts without dwelling on the melody. It seemed to you more and more that Clorinde was right, and it was only the guys' problems that they still hadn't shown up, because you were satisfied with what happened, even if it went beyond someone's normality.

You were tracing your lips with your favorite pencil when you heard the sound of a message coming to your phone, which was lying on the table. After examining yourself in the reflection one last time, you nodded contentedly to your double in the glass. You were wearing a white off-the-shoulder top with a pattern of red hearts, and blue bell-bottomed jeans with a high rise accentuated your waist. You walked over to the table, picking up the red pumps in your hands on the way. Unlocking your phone with a face-id you held your breath at the message that popped up there.

Xiao: We need to talk. Open up, I'm outside the door.

The heat immediately rose to your cheeks, and the lump in your throat still didn't want to push down. All your confidence, which Clorinde had been working so hard to revive all day, was falling apart like a house of cards in the wind. On the other hand, wasn't that what you wanted?

Putting the phone in the back pocket of your jeans, you closed the laptop and walked to the door. Removing the white bag from the buttonhole, you confidently took hold of the door handle, and releasing a convulsive sigh, opened it.

Xiao was standing with his back to you and when he heard the noise, he turned around. The gloomy expression on his face was immediately replaced by surprise at the sight of you.

"Going somewhere?"

"Uh…Yes." You said putting the shoes on the floor and then putting them on.

The guy was looking down at you with a vague expression on his face. You could tell that he was confused, but on the other hand, his gaze was soft, but the furrowed brows said that he was thinking about something carefully.

"Clorinde and I are going to the bar "Sounds like a plan." Itto will be there and I think Kaveh from architecture was supposed to be there. We thought we'd hang out a little." You turned your back on the guy, closing the door and out of the corner of your ear hearing him shifting from one foot to the other. Putting the keys in your purse, you turned around, carefully avoiding looking into his eyes. There was definitely an awkwardness between you. No one understood how to proceed. Xiao ran one hand through the hair at the back of his neck, making either a mumble or a sigh.

You hugged yourself by the shoulders, staring at his black Nikes, then followed Xiao's black jeans with your eyes, not stopping much higher on the white T-shirt, over which was draped a haori with dragon patterns. You glanced fearfully at his lips and you had a sharp flashback on the very night when those same lips were biting your nipples.

You shook your head, pushing away the lewd scenes, not daring to look into his eyes. Deciding that it was stupid to stand in the hallway like that, you silently turned around and walked towards the exit, slowly, making it clear that Xiao could join you. That's how, in embarrassment and confusion, you went out onto the flight of stairs. Neither of you said a word, and it was probably the longest silence between you since you've known each other since high school.

You were about to go down to the floor below when the guy grabbed your wrist and stopped you. Without expecting it, you felt a heat run through your body, settling somewhere in your stomach. His touch burned, it wasn't gentle or careful, on the contrary, he held you tightly.

"Wait. I still want to talk."

You squeezed your eyes shut and pursed your lips, but turning to the guy, you tried to give yourself an appearance of forced calm and even smile awkwardly. Of course, you suspected what was going to be discussed, and how wrong you were, thinking all this time that you were ready for this conversation at all. The heart in your chest was pounding treacherously against your rib cage and you could have sworn that Xiao could hear it.

"What happened…" the guy began, "…I…I'm…I'm sorry."

Your eyebrows crept upwards in surprise. That was definitely not what you wanted or planned to hear. Yeah, maybe some portion of your ego had just been destroyed.

"Okay…" You said emotionlessly, turning towards the stairs again, but Xiao pulled you back again, still not letting go of your wrist.

"Oh, come on, wait a minute. I… I felt so guilty the next day. I just couldn't even imagine the look in your eyes when we pulled that…"

"Hey, hey." You stopped that stream of words. "What are you talking about? Basically, I'm the one who pushed you down this path. Yes, a gangbang wasn't a necessary attribute that night. But what happened, happened. Right? You and Skara…"

"We're in a fight," the guy said sharply.

"Oh…," you smacked your lips and then ran your tongue over them completely forgetting that you had make-up on tonight. "I'm sorry, and I hope it's not because of the situation with us…with everyone."

In your back pocket your phone beeped again with the sound of a text coming in, it must have been Clorinde. You jerked your hand to get the device out, but you were hit by the fact that Xiao was still holding you, only his grip was much softer than the first time. You shifted your gaze to his face and saw that he was also looking at the spot where he had touched your skin. It seemed like the guy hadn't quite made his point yet and now, at this very moment, he was fighting his demons in his head.

Xiao looked up at you with his golden eyes, and you felt his thumb run up your arm. He was no longer holding you, but his hand was still on your wrist.

The phone beeped again and the sound brought him out of his stupor. He abruptly pulled you to him, kissing you greedily on your closed lips. All your efforts at make-up had just gone to hell.

Your eyes remained open as he brazenly slipped his tongue into your mouth, and you mewled pitifully and began to slap his shoulders with all your might, trying to break free. It succeeded.

Both you and Xiao, both of you were breathing heavily.

"What the fuck? Xiao…"

"I can't think about anything else since that night! And it's literally eating me up. It was all so wrong, but I want it again. I want to fuck you alone. I want to feel your touch, I want to touch your thighs and feel you inside. And I don't want Skara anywhere near me. Fuck!"

Xiao slammed his fist into the wall with all his might, causing you to jerk. Never before had you witnessed such a thing from this guy. And even more, in theory you could have guessed this turn of events from Scaramucci, because he, thanks to his enormous self-confidence, never hid the fact that he wouldn't mind getting into your knickers. But Xiao? The sensible, mostly calm Xiao was just turning everything upside down right now.

"I…I have to go." You said quickly and without waiting for an answer, you headed down the stairs.

Yeah, you're going to get really drunk tonight.

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1:14

Wriothesley tucked a lock of your hair behind your ear and gently kissed your temple.

"Beautiful." He whispered. You looked up at him in surprise. "Really," Wriothesley smiled. "You are very beautiful, and very funny. It's incredibly interesting to be with you, and I think we can do something very good."

You stared at him in silence, not knowing what to say. Everything was trembling inside you, and you felt that this could be the beginning of something very special.

"Don't worry," said Wriothesley, as if reading your mind, "I'm not in a hurry. I've been through enough to wait a little longer. But know this, I'm not leaving until you tell me yes."

He kissed you on the temple again, but this time for a longer and more gentle time. You closed your eyes, enjoying his closeness and anticipating what would happen next.

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people who only use conventional social media are so funny bc they’ll casually be like “can I see your tumblr??” are you Insane. this is no instagram or twitter. this is my vault of secrets

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a serious question

You were lying on Neuvillette's lap, while he was looking through a document holding it in his hand, which he leaned on the armrest of an upholstered sofa. Dressed in gray satin pajamas, he still looked beautiful. Neuvillette's long hair was gathered into a careless bun, from which strands escaped, which added to his charming carelessness.

You watched the man's pupils run over the text written on the snow-white page, and his eyebrows frown slightly. He was breathing steadily, while Neuvillette's free hand was running through your hair.

"Neuvi?" You called, watching your man's reaction.

"Yes, my love," Neuvillette replied, without taking his concentrated gaze off the paper in his hands.

"And if I were a worm, would you love me?" You asked, trying not to let your voice waver for a second, and your tone remained as serious as possible, as if this question worries you more than anything in your life.

Neuvillette's pupils froze, as did his hand on your hair. The man blinked several times. It took him a few seconds to process your question.

"Yes," The man replied in an even and confident tone. He calmly turned over a piece of paper and continued to read from the other side.

"Why?" You continued the interrogation, carefully looking up at Neuvillette's face.

"Because I love you for who you are, for your soul and for your actions. No circumstances or forms will change my feelings for you," Neuvillette replied calmly, without looking up from the paper. "I'm sure you would be the most beautiful and intelligent worm in the world, and I would love you regardless of everything else. It would be time to buy you an aquarium, or something like that. I would bring you the juiciest and freshest leaves or fruits. Maybe I would have tried to become a worm too…"

"Neuvi?" You called again.

The man stopped his monologue and looked into your eyes.

"I think I'm starting to regret that I'm not a worm," You said, which brought a smile to the judge's face.

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17:02

..it seems that this is exactly the answer Wriothesley was waiting for, because the sly grin spread on his lips again.

"That's how it is, madam," he said softly, "so you worry only in my presence. A very curious fact."

You felt like you were being interrogated and you were being interrogated by a man much more experienced than you, who could manipulate you as he wanted. And you knew that if you didn't pull yourself together, he could ruin your life.

"I'm not afraid of you," you said, trying to look him straight in the eye.

"Really?" Wriothesley chuckled. "Then why are you trembling?"

He touched your fingers again, and this time you didn't recoil. There was something hypnotic about his touch, it made you relax and forget about fear.

"You're so afraid of me that you're even afraid to admit it to yourself," Wriothesley whispered. "But I know you're worried, little one. I can see it in your eyes."

You didn't know how to argue with him. He said what he wanted to say, and he was sure he was right. But you didn't want to give up.

"I have nothing to be afraid of," you said.

"Yes?" Wriothesley repeated. "What if I told you that I know who you really are?"

You froze, your heart started beating faster. Did he know your secret? This couldn't be happening.

"You're lying," you whispered.

"I'm lying?" Wriothesley laughed. "Why should I lie?"

He leaned closer, his lips almost touching your ear.

"You kissed me," he said. "You kissed me because you know I'm the one you need."

Your eyes widened in horror.

"No," you whispered. "It's not like that."

"That's right," said Wriothesley, and again he bit into your lips with a rough and demanding kiss.

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Congratulations on 100 followers!!! For the event, could I request Kaeya x reader using this dialogue: "Are you flirting with me?" "You finally noticed?"

The scenario is essentially that reader has been pining for Kaeya for a while, oblivious of the fact that Kaeya reciprocates her feelings and so he's been flirting with her for months, with less and less subtlety until finally she clocks in that, yes, the oh-so-charming and handsome and desirable Kaeya Alberich is seriously flirting with her and trying to court her (feel free to decide how exactly she realizes this). Queue some embarrassment on her part, Kaeya being relieved but also taking the opportunity to tease her a little for her obliviousness, then having mercy on her and giving smooches.

I don't know if I got what you wanted, but I tried.

Pairing: Kaeya x f!Reader

Lightly tapping your fingers on the solid wooden door that led to Cavalry Captain Ordo Favonius's office, you pushed it inward and poked your head through the opening.

Kaeya sat leaning over his desk, filling out a report on his latest expedition for Jean. The midday sun was brightly illuminating the room, casting its warm glow over everything, making the captain's blue hair shimmer softly with a cool blue colour. You pressed your lips together to hold back a smile at the sight, and took a deep breath to pull yourself together and took a few steps into the room, hoping that the blush hadn't spread to your cheeks yet.

"Good morning, our most beloved captain," you said, pushing the trolley of tea and dessert in front of you.

Kaeya lifted his head from his papers and immediately smiled the most charming smile possible, but in your opinion, every smile he gave you was like that.

The guy watched you walk softly, as if you weren't walking, but fluttering in the air, walking to his desk, wiggling your lush thighs, which he had dreamed of touching since your very first meeting.

You lowered your eyes in embarrassment, catching Kaeya's gaze as he stared at you every time he came near. Inwardly, however, you reminded yourself each time that this guy probably looks like that at all the girls around him.

"You don't have to bring me a snack right into the office," the guy said and pulled his hand back and rubbed his neck to somehow hide the excitement of your presence.

"And every time I answer that this is my personal whim," you answered deliberately cheerfully, and laughed nervously stopping at the side of the Captain's table.

"Then at least let me help you."

Kaeya got up from his seat and reached for the saucers on which the tea cups were at the same time as you and it so happened that your fingers touched each other.

The soft light reflected on your hands as your fingers gently came together at a casual touch. For a few seconds, they felt a faint electric charge penetrating through their skin. The touch was short-lived, but it burned a spark between you, making the air in the room seem to crackle with tension. Kaeya met your gaze, and there was a flicker of surprise in his blue eyes, turning into something deeper.

You flinched in surprise, dropping the cup from your hands. Fortunately, Kaeya managed to catch her before she broke, but the firm touch of his fingers on yours left a pleasant warmth, to which you instinctively reached out again.

"Oh, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to…" You murmured, looking into his eyes and noticing how his pupils widened when his gaze slid over your lips. He put the cup down on the table and ran his hand through your hair.

"It's okay, honey," his voice became low and hoarse, making goosebumps run over your skin, "you're so clumsy, but there's a charm to it too."

Your heart was beating so fast that it seemed ready to jump out of your chest. Kaeya has never talked to you that way. There was something different in his eyes when he looked at you.

"You're kind of weird today… The other one," he remarked, his breath fanning your cheek.

"I'm just… I'm glad to see you, as always," you breathed, unable to take your eyes off his handsome face.

Kaeya smiled, and there was an expression on his face that you couldn't describe. It was both tender and predatory, as if he was holding back from eating you right there.

"I'm glad to see you too, as always," said the Captain, with a satisfied smile, as he continued to gaze into your eyes.

"Um, Kaeya, I could be wrong, but… Are you flirting with me?" saying those words, your heart was about to jump out of your chest and you almost regretted it, but the guy across from you answered you in a whisper with a question to a question.

"Did you finally noticed?"

And his lips touched yours in a tender kiss.

He pulled you closer and you were on his lap, his arms wrapped around your waist. The kiss became more passionate, his tongue explored your mouth, demanding your answer. You couldn't control yourself. Your hands went to his hair, and you pulled him into an even deeper kiss. It seemed like time had stopped, and only the two of you existed in the world. Finally, Kaeya broke away from you, his breathing was ragged, and his eyes glittered with desire.

"I need to work," he said hoarsely, "but I don't want to let you go."

"I… I don't want to leave either," you whispered, not wanting to pull away.

"Then stay," he said, "now you don't have to give me tea every day to be around."

You smiled and nodded.

"That's right, Captain".

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How about Kaeya and “I think I’m in love with you.”

Pairing: Kaeya x f!Reader

You and Kaeya stopped for the night near Vanarana, the one in Sumeru. Setting up your tent just under the starry sky, the Cavalry Captain graciously allowed you to build a fire, as he had on all your forays together before, insisting that your pyro element was more suited to it.

"Just admit you're afraid of getting your delicate hands dirty, Captain," you teased, fiddling with the fire.

"I'm the Captain," Kaeya waved you off, sitting down on the blanket you'd prepared beforehand, lying on the bouncy green grass.

When you were done with the fire, you sat down next to the Captain, handing him a can of juice. The guy raised his eyebrows in surprise.

"I bought it at the market," you said simply, making yourself comfortable on the blanket.

A gentle breeze caressed your faces, and in the darkness the melody of crickets singing sounded quietly. You sat resting your hands on your lap, resting your chin on your hands. As if interacting with nature you sighed and looked at your companion.

"Can you hear them singing?" You whispered, barely interrupting the insects' singing, "I think they're singing about love."

Kaeya, immersed in his own thoughts, looked at you carefully and felt his heart begin to beat faster and faster. Those words made Kaeya smile, partly because he noticed your eyes shining with a childlike delight. He felt the urge to express his feelings that had been lingering in a corner of his soul for so long.

The crickets continued to play their music as if written for a special occasion.

"You know, I think their songs are really about us," Kaeya said softly. "I think I'm in love with you."

The words floated out of his grief and mingled with the night breeze, as if the declaration of love was an integral part of this haze in which romantic dreams blossomed. You lifted your gaze and even in the darkness, you saw a spark of sincerity that was very different from Kaeya's usually playful gaze.

A slight smile appeared on your face mixed with surprise. Your eyes reflected tenderness, but you held back your emotions, wanting to hear Kaeya's words one more time.

"Are you serious?" You asked, letting a small tremor creep into your voice.

"Yes, seriously," the Captain replied, frowning, as if he himself hadn't expected that it could come out of his mouth. "All I see around me is you. You light up my days, make them full of meaning. When I look at you, my heart races and a fire of joy booms inside me. I realise this may seem crazy, but I can't contain my feelings and not tell you the truth. I'm in love with you."

You slowly raised your hand and gently touched your Captain's face, as if checking to see if this was all happening in reality.

"You don't know how long I've waited to hear those words," you said, your voice trembling slightly.