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Random through about Diluc trying to court you and how he shut off after he like compliment you, give you flowers with a sugary sweet note in it, when he give you his arms to hold on while you're walking around the aurore domain, and that you respond by rizzing him up.

The game Diluc will blush and frown, covering a part of his face with his hand, shock that you could flirt that easily with him, even if you always seem so reserve and shy, especially with him. Only making him more interest in you.

The manga Diluc will have a soft teasing smirk that softly fade into a surprise flustered expression, and a devoted gaze following how your body move when you laugh out at the situation. That only comfirming to him that you are a freaking good choice.

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Younger Dottore/akademiya!Zandik is a lean, so malnutrish that you only have a thin layer of fat on his stomach, all his muscles in his body hurt terribly, he stay on his desk and chair all day and night, slept deprived, anxious(the bad kind not the cute one.), short tempered, impulsive crazy freak. And none of that help the voices he heard(auditive hallucinations) or the visual hallucination he see in the corner of his vision due to the lack of sleep.

Fatui Dottore is the same except he's now lanky-er figure, and now he have to eat at least once a day and have to have enough clarity to communicate on his projects, it literally written in his contract. Why do you think he have assistants?

He's like taking care of a old rescue dog or cat that seems to have seen too much, yes his gonna bite and fight, barely acknowledge you, being even more irritated when you ignore him in consequences, strangely grateful when you let fresh food in his lab for him to bite on, but trust me you still can't pet him, you can just stand in his presence without him actually wanting to kill you. Never mind the rescue pet, at least they're are appreciative of what you do for them. He's just a spicy moody cat that you have to cohabit with.

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⚠️Spicy/smut, nothing explicit.

Pretty sure that if you put a collar around the thin milky skin of his neck, Dottore will just ask you to tighten it more even if the leash how's attached to his collar at one end, passing through an iron loop above him, and tying his hand and wrist at the other, exerts a non-negotiable pressure on his carotid artery and his windpipe, making him dizzy and not helping his delusional and crazy brain. But honestly. How are you to deny this pathetic mad man?

So just put two finger underneath the collar to judge correctly the adjustment to be made and adjust it at his liking, but of course not enough to let him escape (collapse) you or the situation.

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Lucifer x Gn!Reader,

Fluff,

572 words.

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I'm pretty sure that if you hold Lucifer face long enough he will start to cry or at least tear up. Hold his face in your warm palm – that he spent the entire evening date night warming up, hands in yours the other one in his coat like you in yours – gently stroke his upper cheek with your thumbs. Gaze into his confident crimson eyes how slowly soften, and when he ask you breathless "What? Did something catch your eyes?"

Just put on a warm smile and place a kiss as light as a feather on his lips and step back, look at his slight frown and glistening eyes, a slight confusion on his face. You both might be out in public and in a relatively frequented street but now he couldn't care less, you just bewitch him and he is enchanted and more than ready to oblige and immerse himself into your warm embrace.

His gloved hands gently grab into your arms and slide up to your hands, warm fingers coiling the upper of yours which had began to cool after a few minutes in the fresh evening air. Him, holding you, holding him.

Hoo... how pretty he is, the shine in his eyes turns into thin watery layer, how threatens to fall into a single tear. It's been pretty tough lately. The comfort you bring him is the only thing he craved lately. His face begins to heat up from the intensity of your gaze now and from how long you've been staring at him without talking. Admiring him. Loosing yourself in his eyes, mind and heart.

He's not use to be seen, not this way, he always was look at, not seen and that just too much for him. Not now. Not outside for everyone to see.

"Listen we shou-"

"I love you. You're so pretty... You deserve all the love I ever give you... And all of what I'm planning to give you..."

Cut him off right away, follow your plan and do not let him one moment of rest, not when you are sure he feel the same warm feeling in his chest as you do when his gaze looked on yours and that he smile at you across the corridor at R.A.D.

Okay now he is blushing hard and probably ready to collapse into your arms. You make him so vulnerable so easily. It's unfair really. He should fight a bit longer but when your loving gaze is on him, he just can't bring himself to shut off his walls like before.

Maybe your plan was to put him into a nice soft headspace, to give him a well deserved rest. And maybe it worked.

Bonus. When you both go back to the house of lamentation, he practically runs to his bedroom dragging you close behind. Not wanting his brothers to see him so flustered and the cause of it with that smugly sweet smirk on the face, his pride already bruised. You both end up cuddling in your night date clothes with him resting on your chest since he trapped you underneath him the second he saw you sat on the bed. You may play with his hair while having a deep conversation with him, slowly soothing him to sleep. He can't say no to you now.

Be proud of yourself! He fell into your trap and he couldn't be happier to do it again.

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Little thirst with Lucifer and lipstick marks. Spicy.

I write that last year the 13.05.23, if the date on the longer fic I started writing with the same idea is right, hope you enjoy it~

So, Idk for you but my pride love prideful boys-

Lucifer x Gn!Reader,

Fluff with spice,

566 words.

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You know those trend were you leave lipstick marks all around your partner face? Imagine how Lucifer would react if you sneakily come to him at his desk in his private study, while he was overworking himself yet again, putting a pretty Crimson lipstick on right behind him while he ask you what you do without looking at you. Imagine that you grab his jaw and kiss his cheek leaving a red waxy mark.

First he tease you of course he does, don't you think thats childish? Do you need to mark him and claim him as yours so much that you couldn't resist? He continues to tease you when you place an other kiss on his upper jaw this time, then one close to his carotide, an another close to his adam's apple while you sit on his lap, humming happily at your attention.

Hearing him chuckle lowly after each of his teasing. Then his breath hitches when you kiss his adam's apple, so hungrily and sweetly at the same time, your teeth picking trough your lips. His work now forgen.

Imagine him, eyebrows furrowed almost ashamed of how much you affect him only with kisses, sending electricity down his spine, a blush painting his cheek when he feel you untying his tie and the first buttons of his shirt with one hand, looking at you smirking at him, while with the other you apply a new layer of lipstick, making sure to have enough for the next kisses.

Oh boy you gonna make him shutter... And that probably why you don't hear anymore of his teasing while you continued to kiss his body, unbuttoning completely his shirt and vest, the more you kiss him the more he lost his facade, feeling himself being painfully hard when you're done trailing waxy kisses all the way down his chest. Stopping one or two times to reapply another layer of lipstick, who seems to really wear off a bit too easily strangely...

Stopping at his v-line and looking at him, his blushing body and heavy breathing, so smitten by this moment just like you. Oh my the look of devotion he see in your eyes when you slide off his laps to get on your knees right between his legs, your hand on each side of his thighs, your arms gently hugging them while your head rest on his legs looking at him, waiting for him, to talk, make a move, even take control back if he want, just waiting for him.

And he didn't lost time to unbutton his pants and pulling it down enough to let you kiss him more, and you did, kissing him and leaving lipstick marks around his pelvic area, playing with the elastic hem of his underwear not pulling it down entirely, teasing him even further, hell he was aching.

Low growl and moan leaving him each time your lips touch his now heated skin. He finally whimper something so softly that you couldn't hear him, asking him to repeat and you hear another whine followed by a small, "Please... More... Stop teasing me..."

You smile, finally, placing a kiss on his red leaking tip, his hands coming to your lips to try to wipe of a little lipstick exceeding the line of your lips but only ended up smearing the red-ish lipstick on your chin. Only making you smile more.

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A lil something for Zhongli's birthday~ I didn't post for the all year, terrified of what might happen and my 2024 will be my carefree year~ (At least at the best of my ability-)

Not proof read, I'll correct it later.

Zhongli x Reader, but can be read with the ship you want,

Neutral reader,

Fluff,

734 words.

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Usually this day start by either your kisses or his, in the warm of your bed, the sun not even awake and the sound of Liyue slowly starting its day starting to echo against the wall of your home.

This time when you open your eyes and look on his side of the bed, you see his form curled, tense and facing away from you. That is more than just strange, most of the time when he remembered or dreamed about bad memories he snuggle you closer and hugs you tighter than ever, waking you up in the process and apologize to you for it.

No, this time he seems paralyze, his muscles way too stiff and tense to allow him to move. You place kisses down and up his shoulders, not covering his body just hovering above. "Are you okay my love?" He doesn't respond or barely, not even one of his usual low growl can be heard, but his fingers are twitching.

"Did you had a sleep paralysis? Night terror or anxiety attack?" He still don't move but sigh heavily, hand gripping the sheet and clenching into a fist. He hated this situation. "I'm going to move you to look at me, okay?" His hand loosens, giving you the green light and Zhongli sigh once more, letting you move him around.

"It's gonna be okay Morax... It's just a bad moment to go through, nothing is here to hurt you. I'll make sure of that." He could move his eyes, and when you look in those they seems foggy and distant. "You are still in your head." You kiss his forehead tenderly. "Let's try to make you come back, Mmh?" His body felt numb but he could still feel your touch, in fact he felt it much more than ever.

The warmth, almost burning his skin, he felt when you carefully take him into your embrace, felf more comforting than any tea he could drink, any wine he could taste or stroke he could take in liyue. Stroking his hair and back, taking to him, telling him about the story you heard from his mouth and what you think of it, no you don't know how to tell those story correctly, not like he does at least, yet the soft buzzing on your voice definitely help him, the way you place kisses all around his face and neck, staring to kiss his hand when he finally regain some control on his body.

Everything help him going back to reality, slowly but surely, it takes time and he might feel a little bit guilty to spend the most of the day in bed with you. And when he can finally talk he apologize to you, the days you had both prepared is mostly ruined no fancy dinner at his favorite restaurant and long walk in liyue, no seeing the sunset at the Mt.Aocang and star gazing together.

But that okay, you reassure him, you can get him a pretty assortment of flower of liyue with his gift, you can eat a good homemade meal and go back cudde in your bed while you both look at the start for behind the window. It's okay. It's with him. After all it's his birthday.

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Bonus,

You kissed his forehead, the wonderful assortment of flower and the pretty gift you warped so thoroughly on his laps while he sit in bed. You joyfully let the "Happy birthday, my Zhong Li !" escape you. And honestly the smiled he gaved you made you think that maybe, just maybe, your reassurance worked.

Later that night, when everything was silent and the city was dreaming intensely, he held you in his arms as you sat up in bed, leaning on you, his grip firm but comfortable, as if he wanted to express all his feelings through the embrace, thanking you over and over and over again. "Happy birthday, my Zhongli. I will always love you." Your voice was calm this time, full of honesty, in the same tone you have only when you both have late night talk. He pressed you closer, the tip of his ears reddening. Yes, he really trusts you on this point.

Let me know what you think of it,,

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Well, hello there,

This is my first time posting on tumblr or more like getting out of the silente community after years on it.

I'm new to writing and only have blur ideas so if it's not good it's entirely on me. Any comments and/or tips would be more than appreciated just be polite and know that the haters will be shame in public. /hj

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