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@noisy-seelie

POV: Phainon admits he has feelings for you and everything looks like this because you are overwhelmed by feelings.

Be aware I WILL write a little thing for this 💓💓

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Late at night

In which: sex with phainon ain't nothing there to explain, you dom for a little he doms for a little bc we love switching in this house❤️‍🩹

A/n: pure word vomit because phainon makes me ngh. Also my first time writing smut!!!! Pls dont be harsh eeuueue. Pretty self indulgence ngl😭 ENGLISH NOT MY FIRST LANGUAGE

This contains: nsfw, f!reader, sub!phainon to dom!phainon at the end(boooo), choking, oral(f receiving), p in v, cumming inside, Overstimulation, petnames: puppy, darling, dawnlight... Etc. PHAINON CUMS IN HIS PANTS UNTOUCHED BECAUSE I SAY SO.

As usual; NOT proofread.

Word count: 2.8k

It was a long day for Phainon; he woke up early as usual. And it was well past midnight, yet he had not gone to sleep.

He was called to assist in taking care of some black tide creations discovered on the outskirts of the holy city, everything went well. But it's past his bedtime, he is exhausted, and he didn't get to spend time with you!

He laid on top of you as you scrolled on your teleslate. His face buried in your shoulder and arms wrapped around your waist, occasionally drawing shapes on your back as he planned his routine for tomorrow.

“Not asleep yet, dear?” you whispered in his ear, and he was caught off guard. The breathy sound, ticklish, sent shivers down his spine that settled warmly in the empty pit of his lower abdomen.

He stayed silent for a few seconds before burying his nose deeper into the crook of your neck. Taking a whiff of your scent and pulling you tight against him. He felt your body heat seeping into him and intensifying the growing need inside him.

When was the last time he had alone time with you? His busy schedule lately didn't leave him any chances…

He grumbled, the sound muffled. ” Not yet..” he answered, and to that, you hummed, the sound vibrated his whole being, it was a simple hum of acknowledgement. Maybe that's what made it worse? That you were not paying attention to him although he threw himself at you the moment he entered the room.

Your scent suddenly seemed stronger now, engulfing him whole and leaving him dizzy, his hand trailed up and down your waist. An innocent touch—you would say if you weren’t feeling his growing bulge against your thigh.

You decide to ignore it, a little mean yes. But he hadn’t made any moves yet, no? Why not let him get needier.

Phainon’s hands still traced your sides, he sighed. A shaky sound, he felt guilty. You were trying to cuddle and lull him to sleep yet there he was getting all hot and bothered from a simple whisper and your steady breathing against his ear.

He couldn't help himself, grabbing your hips and pulling you flush against him. His half-erect cock aching already, he hoped you'd notice. That you'd put down your stupid telestale and give him the attention he yearns for!

Subtly — or so he thought — he moved his hips against you, exhaling slowly. The small friction was not enough, it only made him more frustrated. Moving once and twice again. It didn't quench his need; it served the opposite, as if a sinner in hell had been granted a vision of heaven. A thirsty man offered one drop of water, left wanting more rather than being satisfied.

If you would only put that damn telestale down.

A flicker of hope beamed inside him as you shuffled under him, yet it quickly died down when he realized you were just adjusting to feel more comfortable. He whined a little, and you sighed.

“Are you just gonna keep humping me like a puppy in heat?” you said. Voice steady and cool, not even glancing at him.

He should've felt ashamed, shy or humiliated yet all your words went straight to his dick. He was fully erect now. A whine left his mouth as he felt his crotch brush against your thigh. Your condescending tone made him more excited.

“Well, won't you pay attention to me then?” he says, you tsked at him. “Always so needy..” you tossed your telestale and you felt his widening smile and giggle against your shoulder. Quickly replaced by a gasp once you ran your hand across his large back.

He was a tall, well-built, and strong man, yet he always found himself putty in your hands.

Your hand finds its way in his hair, pulling his head up to look him in the eyes, his half-lidded gaze, burning with need, told you everything you needed to know. Well and the straining hard cock poking your thigh too.

He looks in your eyes a few seconds before leaning in to kiss you, yet you stop him with a glare.

“Who said you could kiss me?” you say, less of a question more of a warning. And he couldn't help but just obey, whining as he buried his head between your breasts and sighing.

“Aww, you want a kiss, hm?” you stroked his hair. “I can give you a few.” His head immediately lifts up, and you could almost imagine a tail swishing right and left behind him, resembling a cute, excited puppy.

“Such a puppy..” his heart throbs at the nickname, although embarrassing. He always liked it, always wanting to be your puppy.

You grab his chin and pull him closer, kissing his cheeks and forehead. Then the corner of his lips. He closes his eyes and sighs. He looked more relaxed, as if each kiss had lifted some weight off his shoulders.

You hum and look at him, his eyebrows furrowed and eyes lovestruck. His hips moved against your thigh ever so slightly, and he gripped your waist tightly. Your intent gaze on him makes the few seconds of silence feel like an agonizing eternity.

“Say, darling, you wanna be good for me?” You ask, knowing the answer already.

He immediately nods, biting his lower lip in anticipation. His hands travel down to squeeze your hips.

You chuckle at his eagerness, “I thought so.” And just like that, you pull him closer, catching his lips in a slow kiss, nipping at his bottom lip, then licking it once he whines. His hands now settle on your nape, pulling you closer, trying to devour what he can from your lips, losing the rhythm you set for the kiss, he gets greedy. His tongue swirled against your own. Your eyebrows furrow, you tug his hair rather harshly to remind him of who is in charge now, and his eyes roll back.

You return to kissing him slowly. Pushing your tongue inside his mouth and taking your time dragging it against his, your hand let go of his hair. Now, caressing his throat, you can feel him shiver, his hands shaking as they grip you.

Your hand wrapped around his neck, squeezing it, and the moan he let out had your underwear drenched. You squeeze again as the fervor of the kiss increases. He didn't know if he should focus on kissing you back or on the grasp of your hand on his neck, cutting off enough oxygen for him to start feeling dizzy. As if he wasn't already suffocating from your presence.

Drool fell from the corner of his lips, quick gasps for air left his mouth and he felt like he could cum just from you choking him and making out with him.

You pulled back and licked your lips. The grip on his neck was loose now, allowing him to breathe, pulling his face up you could only stare in awe at the view in front of you.

Phainon, red as a ripe tomato. His chest heaving as he tried to catch his breath, lips swollen from your harsh treatment, and parted slightly as he exhaled. Drool falling from the corner of his mouth, half-lidded eyes looking at you with a burning want. Ready to take whatever you'd give him.

You just want to tease him.

“On your knees, puppy.” Phainon didn't waste a second before going on his knees in front of you, his hand resting on your calf, giving you that pleading look. His hand slithered from your calf to under your knees, pushing your legs apart and slotting himself in between them. His face is leaning on your inner thigh.

You tutted “ah ah, not yet, pretty thing.” You pushed him back and he obeyed with an annoyed whine. “Hands on your knees,” you ordered, and he did as you wished. His hands gripping his knees and digging into his flesh. “So obedient, aren't you…” You raise your leg and lay your foot on his thigh, running it up then back down once it nears his crotch.

Each slow drag of your foot on his thigh sent electric waves through his body, and his nails dug deep into his knees. Holding himself down by a thread, “You live for teasing me, dawnlight.” Phainon said gruffly. Chuckling a little, his eyebrows knitted and a hiss left his mouth once your foot settled on his bulge, rubbing the top of the tent slowly.

“Really now? I say you quite enjoy it.” You whisper, applying a little more pressure on his cock. Watching him squirm and struggle to keep himself in check, his hips buckle up to meet your touch, grinding against your foot slowly. Small sighs left his lips. His cock straining is his pants, looking for delicious relief.

“I'm surprised, puppy. You held yourself pretty well…” You move your foot against his crotch faster than before, yet still slow in general. “wanna get a reward, hm?”

“Yes.. Oh Titans- yes.. ” he choked out, face burning and hands aching to feel you under his fingertips, to get a hold of you in any way he can.

“Treat yourself, pretty.”

Phainon wastes no time, wrapping his hand around your ankle and kissing the dorsum of your foot then your inner ankle, making his way up through your calf, kissing each inch like it was worship. Sighs left his lips, his tongue dragged and teeth nipped at your inner thigh. You exhale shakily “You're so beautiful…” he says like a mantra.

Phainon whispers sweet nothings as he kisses your skin, pushing your skirt up to your stomach. Leaving you in your underwear. He looked at the wet patch forming in it and leaned in, burying his face between your thighs, licking your clit through your underwear.

Your hands tangled in your hair and he pulled you closer by the hips, pushing your panties to the side and sighing, his hot breath hitting your core pleasantly, Phainon’s tongue dragged around your entrance, his nose brushing against your clit as he drank up your essence, tasting like sweet honey on his tongue.

You moan once his tongue laps at your cunt, dragging it in and out then circling your clit, suctioning it between his lips and giving it small licks then adding a mixture of pulling with his teeth. Groaning when you pull his hair, sending vibrations that have you arching your back and grinding against his tongue.

Phainon kept licking and sucking your clit, his cock nearly exploding from the teasing earlier and now the small gasps and shy moans you were letting out, you were still trying to be in control. He felt like a starved animal, each noise you made had him jolt, his cock twitching and aching.

His tongue is working on you faster, a merciless rhythm, your moans got louder, your thighs shook and he groaned again, his arms wrapped around your hips. Shutting down any attempt of running from what he was giving you, he moaned shamelessly as you gripped fistfuls of his hair and pulled at them.

His tongue flattened against your clit, the muscle moved up and down with a little pressure. The pooling heat in your stomach broke and you came with a long string of moans, some of his name and some praising how good he's making you feel. Your essence gushing out and staining his face.

Phainon let out a strained groan, still licking your now overstimulated clit. His grip on your hips tight, leaving you to only take more.

“Phainon!! Stop- stop! I already came!!” you exclaim, trying to regain the dominance you had over him, your eyes rolling back as he still lapped at your cunt with the same intensity, your thighs shut tight around his head. He groaned and forced them back open.

“please- Hah,, please darlin’ just one more.” he said between licks and sucks. “Just one more, yeah? I promise. You can give me another. Won't you?” phainon gave you a pleading look, and he was back to suckling before pushing two fingers inside your weeping cunt, curling them at just the right places.

Mewls left your mouth as his fingers worked inside you harshly, trying to force another orgasm out of you. It didn't take long for you to start clenching around his fingers, your hands pushed at him trying to escape the immense pleasure, yet your hips chased his fingers. Looking for the bliss they had to offer.

Phainon chuckles “you're so pretty like this..“ his voice is deep and strained, vibrating on your clit and having you moan loudly, reaching the brink of ecstasy once again, rather quickly thanks to the immemse overstimulation.

he followed, his tongue weakly licking off what he could as a wet patch grew larger in his pants, his aching cock finding some relief from watching your expression shift into that of bliss as you released on his mouth and fingers. Thick ropes of semen stained through his pants, although it was the least of his concerns.

He was too focused helping you come down from your high, he watched with hearts in his eyes as you caught your breath. A hand on your mouth, your chest raising and falling. Looking down at the sight of him covered in your slick between your thighs. His stained pants catching your attention.

“Fucking loser, did you cum just from eating me out?” you managed out, a little mean but he deserved it because he didn't listen to your order of stopping.

What you didn't expect is the harsg slap to your oversensitive clit and cunt, a chuckle coming from him.

“It's really cute that you think you're still in charge. It's my turn now, baby.” and you go wide eyed as he pressed your legs up to your chest, his other hand coming down to unzip his pants, freeing his cock that had been screaming all night. Rubbing it against your slit, the red angry tip resting on your throbbing clit.

“Not fair.. this is not how i wanted it to go.” you whine, trying to keep yourself from moaning and just begging him to wreck you.

“Nothing is fair, dawnlight.” he coos at you and leans in to kiss you as he slowly bullies his thick cock inside you, inch by inch. His tip kissing your cervix and length stretching you, pushing against all your sweet spots.

He stays still for a second, relishing in the sensation of your tensing walls clamping around him after waiting for so long, he takes in the feeling and the sight of you under him. He leans down to kiss you again.

“cmon you-.. Phainon, please..!” you whine and he chuckles, kissing the corner of your eyes "whatever you want i give you, darling." and he sits back up, watching as he pulls his cock back out, leaving only the head in. Then watching it disappear inside you as he drags it back in, your tightness around nearly making him cum right there.

“mm.. Look so fucking good writhing on my cock” he pressed on your lower abdomen, the intensity of his thrusts increasing, he guided your legs to wrap around his waist “See how- hah.. See how nicely it fits in you, hm? Made just f’me… all mine.”

His thrusts are now torturous, angled to keep prodding at that sweet spot that had you rolling your eyes and digging your nails in his back, leaving red crescents and scratches on him like ownership marks.

"Mhm, still think anything's fair, baby? Hah- can you even think with my cock buried deep in you like this?" he rubbed your clit then gave it a slap, earning a whimper from you. "too dumb on my cock hm? Already gonna cum for the third time, yeah? Hah... You feel so fucking good, wish i could keep you like this."

“ah hah-! Pha- phainon.. Please!” you beg, when you know he can't deny you anything. “Cum with me, dawnlight. Let me- hah.. Let me fill you.” he whispers against your neck, his voice an Octave lowet and you can't help but do as he says.

Your third orgasm hits you like a truck. Throwing your head back and moaning, legs forced open to accommodate for phainon. Cunt stretched and full to the brim as he pressed on your abdomen.

You spasm around him and he groans, shooting his load of semen deep inside you with a groan of your name. His grip on you leaves red handprints on your skin.

He slumps on top of you with a few slow drags to ride out both of your highs, he's still buried in you. His head rests on the crook of your neck, your sweet scent filling his nostrils and calming him down. You wrap your arms around his shoulder and sigh.

“I love you, phainon.” you kiss his temple, and he kisses your neck in return “i love you too, [name].”

He suddenly flipped you over to rest prone on your stomach, his cock twitching and coming to life against your ass. Running his hand all over your body as he rested his chest on your back.

"seriously phainon?! I was right calling you a dog in heat..." you complain, or pretend to.

"sorry, but declaring your love to me while i was still inside you really had me going again. Plus, i'm still not over how hot you looked actin' all bossy and calling me puppy." he murmured against your neck, kissing it and nipping at it.

All you can do all night was mewl under him and take it all.

A/n: ayeee on a scale of one to ten how would you rate my first time writing smut 😎 seriously this was pure self indulgence because im so horny over phainon today👉👈.

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Girl just write what you want! Unless they are on their deathbed they can wait.

I feel guilty because some of you genuinely wamt part two so im pulling an all nighter to write it💔

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Wait, so was the phainon of each cycle killed by Khaslana too?

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How do you make those dividers? I need it for a fanfic.

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Yessssss!!! I like it even more if they only show their pathetic side to you only.

I feel like if phainon had a crush on someone he would be so energetic and excited whenever he was near them. Seeing you every morning gives him all the energy he needs for the day.

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Noooooooo!!!!

I accidentally pressed discard instead of save

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The next part of phainon x Aeon of Adoration reader might take a bit longer it seems

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This ate. The way she writes phainon is just so ispajfdispaksi. I wanna gobble him up.

Lipstick marks!

In which youre on his lap trying lipsticks, leads to making out with phainon.

Note: its 8:07 am, i never wrote a single line of fanfiction in my life. English is NOT a language im good with.Not proofread, written as my eyelids burn, begging for sleep

Word count: 1k

This contains: author never wrote ff be4, kissing, phainon x reader, suggestive ending cuz we freaky like dat, also suggestivd undertones. Because this was supposed to be smut but i got lazy. Horrifying Crappy kissing description cuz i lowkey forgot how ppl describe kissing

READ FOR PHAINON ART BY ME AT THE END👅

“this one's also not it…” you sigh as you toss aside the 6th—Or 7th?—Lipstick that you had applied tonight. Grabbing another one, a cherry colored lipstick. Applying it then turning your face to look at your pretty test rat-... Lover, phainon.

“remind me…” he stutters, his hands resting on your hips as you sit on his lap “what exactly are you doing again?” he huffs, feeling a little hot. His red face a dead giveaway.

“like i said!” you cup his face and bring him closer “im testing my lipsticks! The smudging, Transferability, and how the colors look on you” you say the last part with a cheeky tone, followed by a wink.

He huffs again as he stares into your eyes and you can't help but admire your work; his face is adorned with different colors of lipstick, his cheeks red as wine and eyebrows furrowed, a small pout on his untouched lips.

You had been teasing him this whole time. Kissing him everywhere but his lips, which you knew he loved to kiss. He was starting to get upset. The slightest pout on his face.

“can you at least kiss me while you torture me?” he dramatically sighs, his large hands going from resting on your hips to settling on the small of your back. Pulling you closer in his lap as he gives you the pleading eyes.

“What do you mean? I am kissing you. Look at all these lipstick marks!” you decide to play dumb, smiling with faux innocence. As if you didn't know what he exactly wanted.

Phainon stares at you for a few seconds before leaning in, in hopes to capture your lips in a kiss. But you were quick to put your index finger on his mouth.

“ah ah, not yet darling” you warn in a sweet voice.

Phainon’s hands twitched on the small of your back, slithering their way to squeeze on your waist. He knew he could easily overpower you, flip you over, and kiss you until his lips bled then lay atop of you to sulk. But he restrained himself.

You chuckle, pulling him closer to kiss his cheeks, nose, forehead, temples, and then the corner of his lips. Making his breath get caught in his throat out of excitement.

Phainon closed his eyes and sighed, his blood starting to rush in all places. He then opened his eyes to look at you, his nails digging in the flesh of your waist, he looks at your eyes with such need behind them, then his gaze fell on your lips. Your cherry lipstick so slightly smudged and he wished you'd let him clean it all off with his tongue.

You hum at him knowingly, and he rests his head on your shoulder with a groan, his arms wrapped around you. Securing you in a vice-like grip “you're driving me insane...” he murmurs against your shoulder, voice muffled yet the obvious need for you was not hideable.

“but you reallyyy love me” you tease, he raises his face to catch a glint of mischief that lit your narrowing eyes and he sighs, Adam’s apple bobbing up and down as he swallows.

“id be a fool not to adore you, dear. You're the light of my life, I can't help but feel like a moth with how much I'm attracted to you; not in the physical sense, but I can't wander far from you. I always find my way back into your arms as if I'm bound to you by chains, pulling me towards you. which i don't mind”

You caress his cheek, you coo at him “my, such smooth talker you are, are you trying to sway me?” you pinch his cheek and to that he whines “but i must admit i am indeed swayed, id say you fairly earned yourself a ki-!”

Before you can finish your sentence, Phainon's mouth is already on yours. His hand tangles in your hair as he pulls you closer in a hungry kiss. He kisses you with increasing fervor. He nibbles on your lower lip, biting it and dragging his tongue over it like a soothing balm, eliciting a gasp from you to which you feel him grin at the sound. His other arm wraps around your torso, incaging you. Your chest pressed flush against his and you could feel his erratic heartbeat. His tongue slides in your mouth, tasting each corner and groaning in bliss like he had been granted the sweetest nectar. He drinks up your lips like a man dying of thirst and your lips were an oasis. Your arms wrap around his shoulder and your hands snake their way toward his neck, leaving trails of burning fire in their wake.

As to not suffocate, you push him away, he tends to lose himself in it when it comes to you.

Panting in his lap you look at him, flushed face, tousled hair framing his annoyingly handsome face and half-lidded eyes boring Into yours with an affectionate intensity as if he was trying to get your image burned into his irides. Lipstick marks still all over his face except his lips now are smudged Cherry color lipstick.

You stare at him and chuckle, proud of your finished piece of art and he raises an eyebrow.

“you look real cute marked up with my red lipstick, you know?” you tease, not expecting what came next.

Phainon lifted you off his lap and you yielped, he grins with his stupidly charming smile, you were thankful he was lifting you or your knees would have betrayed you when he flashed you his sweet smile.

He threw you over his shoulder like a rice bag, his hand resting on your thighs to balance you, and he headed upstairs. Humming a tune as you flailed around confused.

“you got your fill ’marking me’—as you say—with your red lipstick, so it's only fair I'd get my share too, don't you think? You'll look gorgeous with my own type of red marks”

You were in for a long night, thanks to your lipstick.

A/n: choking myself to death etf man its 8am i should be sleeping but im writting for this fuck ass man instead when im not even a writer، im so deeply in love with this man he made me draw AND write for him at the same DAMN TIME what a glutonous beast

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Lipstick marks!

In which youre on his lap trying lipsticks, leads to making out with phainon.

Note: its 8:07 am, i never wrote a single line of fanfiction in my life. English is NOT a language im good with.Not proofread, written as my eyelids burn, begging for sleep

Word count: 1k

This contains: author never wrote ff be4, kissing, phainon x reader, suggestive ending cuz we freaky like dat, also suggestivd undertones. Because this was supposed to be smut but i got lazy. Horrifying Crappy kissing description cuz i lowkey forgot how ppl describe kissing

READ FOR PHAINON ART BY ME AT THE END👅

“this one's also not it…” you sigh as you toss aside the 6th—Or 7th?—Lipstick that you had applied tonight. Grabbing another one, a cherry colored lipstick. Applying it then turning your face to look at your pretty test rat-... Lover, phainon.

“remind me…” he stutters, his hands resting on your hips as you sit on his lap “what exactly are you doing again?” he huffs, feeling a little hot. His red face a dead giveaway.

“like i said!” you cup his face and bring him closer “im testing my lipsticks! The smudging, Transferability, and how the colors look on you” you say the last part with a cheeky tone, followed by a wink.

He huffs again as he stares into your eyes and you can't help but admire your work; his face is adorned with different colors of lipstick, his cheeks red as wine and eyebrows furrowed, a small pout on his untouched lips.

You had been teasing him this whole time. Kissing him everywhere but his lips, which you knew he loved to kiss. He was starting to get upset. The slightest pout on his face.

“can you at least kiss me while you torture me?” he dramatically sighs, his large hands going from resting on your hips to settling on the small of your back. Pulling you closer in his lap as he gives you the pleading eyes.

“What do you mean? I am kissing you. Look at all these lipstick marks!” you decide to play dumb, smiling with faux innocence. As if you didn't know what he exactly wanted.

Phainon stares at you for a few seconds before leaning in, in hopes to capture your lips in a kiss. But you were quick to put your index finger on his mouth.

“ah ah, not yet darling” you warn in a sweet voice.

Phainon’s hands twitched on the small of your back, slithering their way to squeeze on your waist. He knew he could easily overpower you, flip you over, and kiss you until his lips bled then lay atop of you to sulk. But he restrained himself.

You chuckle, pulling him closer to kiss his cheeks, nose, forehead, temples, and then the corner of his lips. Making his breath get caught in his throat out of excitement.

Phainon closed his eyes and sighed, his blood starting to rush in all places. He then opened his eyes to look at you, his nails digging in the flesh of your waist, he looks at your eyes with such need behind them, then his gaze fell on your lips. Your cherry lipstick so slightly smudged and he wished you'd let him clean it all off with his tongue.

You hum at him knowingly, and he rests his head on your shoulder with a groan, his arms wrapped around you. Securing you in a vice-like grip “you're driving me insane...” he murmurs against your shoulder, voice muffled yet the obvious need for you was not hideable.

“but you reallyyy love me” you tease, he raises his face to catch a glint of mischief that lit your narrowing eyes and he sighs, Adam’s apple bobbing up and down as he swallows.

“id be a fool not to adore you, dear. You're the light of my life, I can't help but feel like a moth with how much I'm attracted to you; not in the physical sense, but I can't wander far from you. I always find my way back into your arms as if I'm bound to you by chains, pulling me towards you. which i don't mind”

You caress his cheek, you coo at him “my, such smooth talker you are, are you trying to sway me?” you pinch his cheek and to that he whines “but i must admit i am indeed swayed, id say you fairly earned yourself a ki-!”

Before you can finish your sentence, Phainon's mouth is already on yours. His hand tangles in your hair as he pulls you closer in a hungry kiss. He kisses you with increasing fervor. He nibbles on your lower lip, biting it and dragging his tongue over it like a soothing balm, eliciting a gasp from you to which you feel him grin at the sound. His other arm wraps around your torso, incaging you. Your chest pressed flush against his and you could feel his erratic heartbeat. His tongue slides in your mouth, tasting each corner and groaning in bliss like he had been granted the sweetest nectar. He drinks up your lips like a man dying of thirst and your lips were an oasis. Your arms wrap around his shoulder and your hands snake their way toward his neck, leaving trails of burning fire in their wake.

As to not suffocate, you push him away, he tends to lose himself in it when it comes to you.

Panting in his lap you look at him, flushed face, tousled hair framing his annoyingly handsome face and half-lidded eyes boring Into yours with an affectionate intensity as if he was trying to get your image burned into his irides. Lipstick marks still all over his face except his lips now are smudged Cherry color lipstick.

You stare at him and chuckle, proud of your finished piece of art and he raises an eyebrow.

“you look real cute marked up with my red lipstick, you know?” you tease, not expecting what came next.

Phainon lifted you off his lap and you yielped, he grins with his stupidly charming smile, you were thankful he was lifting you or your knees would have betrayed you when he flashed you his sweet smile.

He threw you over his shoulder like a rice bag, his hand resting on your thighs to balance you, and he headed upstairs. Humming a tune as you flailed around confused.

“you got your fill ’marking me’—as you say—with your red lipstick, so it's only fair I'd get my share too, don't you think? You'll look gorgeous with my own type of red marks”

You were in for a long night, thanks to your lipstick.

A/n: choking myself to death etf man its 8am i should be sleeping but im writting for this fuck ass man instead when im not even a writer، im so deeply in love with this man he made me draw AND write for him at the same DAMN TIME what a glutonous beast

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I wonder which hoyoverse employee was like:

You know what we should do for Phainon's art? Let's make him W E T.

They deserve to get a raise fr. 🤞

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really excited for the day when we've left amphoreus behind us, phainon no longer needs to bear the weight of the world and can afford to wish for things for himself

it'll be uncomfortable and awkward and will likely give him an identity crisis, but after a while going around being aimless i think he'd come up with something really sweet and wholesome, something that might've compelled you to laugh at how simple and small it was if he didn't look so earnest admitting it

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Edge of the heart

Phainon x Aeon of Adoration! Reader

It was a warm day in the village, and by warm you mean it was like sitting inside a live oven.

You and Cyrene were hanging out in the shade of a large tree. You were reading a romance novel Cyrene recommended to you while she was busy with her cards.

"By the way ____." She spoke up, grabbing your attention."Yes?"

"What do you think about Phainon?"

"Oh! I love him! He is so sweet and hard working! It would be harder NOT loving him~"

"Love huh? What kinda love?"

"Eh?" You sit up properly and close the book, placing it down next to you. "What do you mean?"

"You love him in what way exactly? As a friend, or similar to a sibling? Or...is it a...more romantic feeling?"

You haven't really thought about that. Even though you were the aeon of Adoration, you sometimes forget how mortals have so many kinds of love.

"I....don't know. I honestly haven't thought about it too much."

"Well let's say, hypothetically if phainon were to confess his feelings for you...how would you respond?"

"Hmm...well if he confessed to me I'd be really happy to be his lover! Phainon is wonderful, so be it as a friend or as a lover. I'd be honored to be a part of his life."

Cyrene laughed, which made your cheeks flush slightly red.

"You're so cheesy you know~" She said in a teasing way, making you groan out of embarrassment. "I can't help it! That's just how I am!"

Some time later Cyrene met up with phainon at the place where you three would spend your afternoons.

Except you went to help Phainon's mom with making dinner. She didn't ask, but you insisted since she has been so kind as to let you stay over during the nights while you were here.

When Phainon noticed Cyrene he practically ran up to her and grasped her shoulders.

"So? What did they say?" He asked as if the answer would decide the fate of his entire life.

"I think you have a good chance. You should try confessing to them."

"Really?!" Phainon's eyes practically lit up with happiness. If the guy had a tail it would be wagging so fast it would lift him into the air. "H-how do you think I should do it?"

Cyrene thought for a second. "Maybe you could do it in the membrance maze?"

"Renie you're a genius! Alright, I'm gonna go home and write a script!"

Cyrene chuckled. "For what?"

"I need this to go perfect! What if I say something dumb by accident and mess things up?"

"Alright, alright. You go do that loverboy~"

The two bid good night to each other and parted ways. As phainon makes his way home his mind is already full of ideas for what to say when the time comes.

Next part is confession time! I wrote this in bed at midnight in a heat of creative passion.

I wanted to make the confession and this be one long part but the next one will be longer for sure!

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I feel like if phainon had a crush on someone he would be so energetic and excited whenever he was near them. Seeing you every morning gives him all the energy he needs for the day.

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"Waa why aren't fandoms fun anymore" because you keep policing people's headcanons, make fun of cosplayers,make fun of selfshipers, make fun of beginner artists and just make fun of people for having fun 😐

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Omg I posed a fic. What's gonna happen now?? I have this feeling that something bad is gonna happen.

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143

Phainon x GN! Aeon of Adoration!Reader

As the aeon of Adoration you had enjoyed quite the life. Your followers may be few but they were all kind and loving, following in your footsteps.

You often wandered around in space, searching for broken hearts to mend and souls to save.

One day, while traversing the cosmos you saw a flicker of something, you couldn't exactly tell what it was but on a closer look it was a sort of "planet". Though calling it that might be a bit of a stretch.

What was weird about this planet was how it didn't have a physical form, it seemed to be made of something like...code? Though it was far too advanced for you to understand. If Nousy was here THEY'D surely understand.

You somehow enter the world and find yourself in the middle of a wheat field. Looking around, you spot a small village and decide to go there and find out more about this world.

When you've almost made it out of the fields you accidentally trip over a log and fall into the wheat.

"Ow!"

Wow, of all things you didn't expect logs to be able to talk in this place, and for a moment you begin to think of one could marry a log in this world, or maybe logs are considered animals? Can they be kept as a pet?

But turns out you were wrong, it wasn't a random speaking log in the middle of the field. It was a very handsome white haired young man who was currently holding his hand out to you.

"You okay buddy? You should watch where you're walking." He said with a worried look and reached out his hand to help you up.

You graciously accepted and got back onto your feet.

"Thanks...and uhh...sorry for almost stepping on you, what's your name handsome?"

"My name is Phainon! How about yours? You must've come from really far judging from your clothes. I haven't seen anything like it before! It looks really nice on you!"

Phainon said, his cheeks flushing slightly at being called handsome by a rather attractive stranger.

"My name is ____"

"It fits you. If you want, you could come over to my place, you must be hungry after coming such a long way."

"Really?? That's so kind of you Phainon. You have a heart of gold."

Phainon led you into the village, saying hi to the people. It seemed he was rather popular, especially with the kids. Kids have pure hearts so they have a way to sense the good in people....unless there is candy on the line.

Phainon opened the door to his home for you to walk in, like the gentleman he is. As you step in you notice two other figures inside, a lady with white hair and a girl with pink hair.

"It's about time you came back." Said the older lady with a disbelieving smile. "Were you napping in the fields again?"

"Judging from the bits of wheat stuck in his hair I'd say yes." Added the younger girl, placing a hand on her hip. "Whose your new friend?"

"They are a traveler from afar. Their name is ____. I invited them over for dinner, I hope that's okay."

"It's alright. I don't mind. We may not have much but we are not gonna let you go hungry either." Answered the older lady. "I'm Phainon's mother, you may call me Audata."

"And you can call me Cyrene" She said giving you a small wave.

You felt a bit guilty accepting food from a family that's already struggling, and it's not like you needed food to survive either, you just enjoyed the taste of it. "Oh, if you're short on food then there is no need to give me any. I wouldn't wanna worsen your financial situation."

Phainon smiled at the misunderstanding. He closed the front door and walked by you to take a seat at the table. "That's not really the problem, you see other than the bread we make here in the village, the rest comes from the nearby villages. But since the black tide has been approaching it's risky to go out, so some merchants don't even come this way anymore."

"But don't worry, some people from the village volunteered to go and buy some food and bring it back! So come sit down and eat." He pat the seat behind him signaling you to take a seat.

"I see." You muttered before slowly sitting down next to the handsome man. "By the way....what exactly is this 'Black tide' you mentioned?"

The room was silent for a moment, you felt 3 pairs of eyes filled with confusion and surprise staring at you. 'Did I say something wrong?' You thought to yourself.

"You....don't know what the black tide is?"

"Should I?" You couldn't help but let out an awkward laugh.

"The back tide? The Black thing that infects everything and everyone it touches, turning people into monsters and making places unliveable?"

Maybe you should pretend you knew what she was talking about. You didn't want to seem like a fool. "Oh! Yeah, now I know what you're talking about. I just got confused since where I come from we called it 'The shadow of decay'.

"And where are you from exactly?"

"Oh, I'm from a place called...mustard" You really hoped that they didn't have that in this place otherwise you'd be caught red handed.

"Interesting. I never heard of it."

"Phainon, Cyrene? Could you help me out in the Kitchen?" Phainon's mother called out, stirring some sort of soup with a wooden spoon.

Phainon and Cyrene went over to help. You also tried to go and do the same but Audata made you sit back down, saying something about you being a guest and stuff.

"Aren't I a guest too?"

"Honey, I've known you and your family since you were a lil kid, at this point you're also family."

Cyrene laughed. It was adorable to see humans getting along so well, having familial ties without sharing the blood that runs in their veins. It truly shows that family is more than just the relation between parent and offspring.

Since you didn't have anything else to do, you just gazed out the window. Thinking about how you could help them out with this black tide business. After all, it'd be a shame to let the lives of such kind people be destroyed.

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I wrote my first fic here! Yippe! I hope it's decent at least. Feedback is very appreciated!

Also this was more like an introduction, I'm gonna be making a continuation of this sometime I think.