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if i ever made like a kit for genshin sev then her exploration passive would 100% be stopping ur characters from getting burnt by grass in the overworld bcos that's truly my greatest annoyance playing arle hdkfhgkf

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sometimes clips of bridgerton queen charlotte come up on my yt shorts and i’m reminded of just how PEAK a lot of these monologues are like UGHHHH HELLO ?? “the heavens and the earth collide, i do not know where i am—“ “i will tell you where you are. do you love me?” is just so ridiculously FIRE

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now i haven’t played skirk’s story quest and i know it’ll destroy me. but just based on vibes (and i could be VERY wrong) skirk seems like she’d made quite an okay partner IF you can manage someone who is very much an actions > words kind of person bcos to me skirk seems like the type to always be looking out for you quietly but wouldn’t breathe a word about her feelings even if she was held at gunpoint

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my posts have been very sporadic and random bc i have been trying to get back into posting at least somewhat regulary here and i do apologise that i do not have any fics to speak of and all you all must see are my shitposts. anyway, arlecchino is a very calm and quiet possessive person as we all know BUT! when her partner gets possessive over her her heart skips a beat and she gets ever so slightly bricked up

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chasca (and mavuika later in the throuple) would be so perpetually stressed because i, squishy visionless guy that i am, would do nothing but consistently pick fights with saurian traffickers who are overall a very big threat to my health (<- read: could kill me with one punch)

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i think it'd be funny if like. yes i know aglaea is a seamstress and dressmaker and that would translate very naturally into a modern au but it would be SO funny if that was her side gig/hobby and her main job is CEO and founder of a telecom company

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ok this is so self indulgent like PEAK self indulgence but hear me out. actor au and arle plays tommy shelby from hit tv series peaky blinders

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feixiao gives you backshots because she thinks it’s hot. yixuan gives you backshots because she cannot bear to look at your face and confront the fact she loves you and doesn’t want to lose you the way she lost yijiang

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not to get into ship disk horse but it is truly baffling to me how so many people conflate arle with tartaglia in the sense they both enjoy sparring and violence andncombat. let’s be so serious arle does NAWT have the time for all that like she’s a father of a dozen she’s got Work to do. moreover she’s a diplomat and a very skilled one at that; violence is most often her last option in any situation (before attacking furina she spoke w her, before attacking the children she gave them opportunity to behave otherwise, etc). she doesn’t default to it like tart does so where did this interpretation that she spars as a HOBBY come from…… also tart just Doesn’t Like Her At All LMFAO like ?? dgdhjsjs

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queen ♥

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“happy father’s day.”

your voice is a rough, thready wheeze, undoubtedly from all the moaning and screaming you had been doing earlier. from her position above you, kneeling between your legs, arlecchino quirks a brow, the corner of her lips lifting ever so slightly.

“ah. so that’s what all this was about,” she muses with the slightest shake of her head. just a few hours earlier, she had arrived home from yet another diplomatic trip, a little weary but nevertheless not too worse for wear. you’d greeted her with a kiss on the cheek, before taking her hand and leading her to the bedroom—estelle was, perhaps fortunately, already asleep—where just the sight of you managed on the bed was enough to banish all of her exhaustion far to the back of her mind. your voice was a soft, inviting purr; the call of a siren, and she’d been powerless to resist.

i missed you, you whispered, fingers tracing the muscle of her bicep beneath her coat, it’s not the same on my own. and just those few words had given rise to a lust so absurdly all-consuming she absolutely had to have you immediately or she would have likely gone quite insane. in the end she isn’t that surprised you had something like this planned—it is quite like you after all, and she certainly isn’t complaining.

“are you my gift, then?” she hums, dark hands brushing sweat-damp strands of hair from your face. you preen beneath her touch, a slow sigh of contentment leaving your lips.

“mhm,” you nod eventually, eyes sliding open to look at her again. her heart lurches ever so slightly beneath her breastbone at the sight of you, so thoroughly pleased and looking at her with warmth the sun would envy. “you get one more request, as a treat. we’ll do anything you suggest.”

“how generous,” she drawls, but her voice is light. her hands slip down to your hips, squeezing the meat there ever so gently. “anything at all?”

“anything at all,” you confirm. there’s a familiar hunger in your gaze, but for some reason, her mind drifts elsewhere. fatherhood has been… kind to her. not easy, to be sure, but there is a part of her that feels— soothed, in a way, when she holds estelle in her arms. as if the little girl was proof, in a sense, that she is capable of giving something to this world that is not violence or death or grief. that her hands that can burn— can also warm.

her thumbs brush over your lower belly, and she shifts and bends low to kiss the area right between your hips. she hears your breath hitch ever so minutely, and she speaks her request against your skin softly.

“i want another.”

you go still. “another?” you ask, but your voice is more curious than accusatory. she looks up, and leans forward again to rest her forehead against yours. everything in her suddenly aches for proximity, and her semi-hard length slides against your wetness, drawing a soft gasp from you. “another what?”

“another child,” she clarifies, and you blink at her a little owlishly. then, you chuckle, hands rising to cup her face.

“that’s quite a big request,” you reply, gently caressing the arch of her cheekbones. “are you certain?”

she almost snorts. she’d always be certain when it comes to you. “entirely,” she answers, clasping one of her hands over your own, and turning her head to press a kiss to your palm. “without question.”

“who’d have thought the fourth harbinger herself would have baby fever,” you giggle, your eyes like little stars in the bedroom’s low light, “not that i’m complaining. it’d be nice for estelle to have siblings closer in age.”

arlecchino hums in agreement, and takes the opportunity to trail her lips down your jaw and to your neck. “so we are in agreement?”

“entirely,” you repeat back to her, arms winding around her broad back. “without question.”

arlecchino exhales a little roughly, suddenly feeling far too big for her own skin. she needs to be inside you again, needs to feel you around her, grounding her. she noses a little harder against the crook of your neck, and one hand grasps the base of her cock to align it with your entrance, already wet and slick with a mixture of your cum. you mewl softly when she slides in, and she groans at the way you yield to her so beautifully. her movements are slow, measured, gentle— she makes love to you now that she’s had her fill of fucking you, and she makes it known.

“i adore you so,” she breathes against your neck, holding you close as if you might disappear if not, “my wife, i love you.”

you answer her just as sweetly, and she fills you for the nth but not the last time that night. she knows, realistically, that you’re still on birth control and that nothing will come of tonight, but still. she coaxes your legs apart over and over, slides home within you and rolls her hips until you weep and clutch at her and lock your legs around her hips and hold her deep inside you like you’re hungry for it all the same.

(later, in the not-so-distant future, she makes good on her declarations. and not very long after that, she holds a squalling little boy in her arms with a shock of dark hair on his little head the same shade as yours. he’s covered in viscera, and loud, and wriggling like a belligerent worm in her arms, but—

the only thought she can muster is that he is perfect.)

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i thought arcane was peak 😞 🥀

s1 was enjoyable to me, but s2 absolutely shat the bed. imo s2 was rushed, poorly thought out, and really only put out into the world to be promo for new league skins/characters and as a glorified music video. i fear if i really Got Into It on what i disliked about arcane s2 we would be here for WEEKS so i will stfu now hkjfhkshfk

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Happy Father’s Day to the best father in Genshin!

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ARLECCHINO IN THE SKIRK TEASER FUCKKKK ERIN YVETTE PLEASE DUB THIS PLEAS EPLEASE PLEASS SEPEA PELAMSE

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ok so the latest hsr quest emotionally destroyed me. but also at the same time i would let seliose the daythunder knight hit so freakily

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caitlyn diss is so real, i hated her ass from day one

s1 cait had potential to me to really be a character who grows cognizant of her own privilege and uses it to better society and uplift those who don't have access to the same resources but s2 was just atrocious. horrible. i wouldn't mind if they made her full evil but they didn't even commit to that. she "redeems" herself on essentially a heel turn and it's immediately enough for vi (who grew up under enforcer violence, mind you) to decide "yeah okay i'll get in her pants. i'll be the dirt under her nails". no !!! no !!! violet stand UP !!! words cannot express how much i loathe s2 omfg like

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this is like as opposed to fei who is simply obsessed w cumming inside but not rlly thinking of getting u knocked up yk? feifei just likes how it feels and she’s so real for that

i know this goes without saying but like. arlecchino genshin impact has perhaps the most atrocious breeding kink known to man