#* / thread ( beidou. )

[autistic-arataki-itto]

There is a fairly new stand in the city that sells boba tea... I've been meaning to go but have found myself quite busy.

Would you perhaps like to go there with me when you are free?

~ @kamisato-ayato-official

OF COURSE!!! THATD BE AWESOME!! THERES ALSO A SCIPY FOOD PLACE NEARBY AND I WILL SHOW YOU HOW COOL I AM

[immobiliter]

       Damn it all to Haishan's deathbed. As soon as she'd received word from her contacts in Liyue harbour, and a summons from the Tianquan herself mere hours after she'd stepped off the Alcor, a sinking feeling had settled in the pit of Beidou's stomach. A Liyue treasure galleon, bound to Natlan with mora ( something not exactly in plentiful supply as of late, given the fate of Morax ), sunk somewhere off the coast of Fontaine and now vanished. She knew who was to blame. She could likely reel off a whole list of names to Ningguang, given the sorts of... conversations she'd been privy to last time she'd been on Nassau. An island whose sovereignty had always been disputed, now home to rebellious freedom fighters who wanted to establish an independent state of their own. All they needed now was an Archon to rule over it, she supposed, and she knew exactly who'd jump at the chance of that glory.

       Beidou suspected he was behind this little stunt too, though, despite the Tianquan's question, it was far too early to be throwing names around. “ That's the problem, Ningguang. If the situation in Nassau is what I fear it to be, then it's not just one man or woman who is to blame. They're likely all working together. ” What she was about to suggest might elicit some trepidation in her companion — after all, Beidou knew these people, had sailed with them, drank and made merry with them. But her loyalty to Liyue came first. “ I can go, but it has to just be the Alcor. Too many ships from the fleet and it'll look like we're there to wage war. Let me go alone and talk to them. Maybe I can get them to relinquish the stolen mora without this becoming bigger than it needs to be. ”

@resolutepath / cont.

[immobiliter]

       Extra muscle, got it. Dehya was more than up for that task: point her in the direction of something — or someone — that needed to meet her fist or the end of her blade, and she'd gladly swing. She nodded as they kept walking, but then Captain Beidou's tone lingered on the word different, and she suddenly canted her head. Close as they were, a strong, firm arm still around her shoulder, Dehya found that she wasn't immune to whatever it was that lingered in the other woman's tone, whether it be a suggestive promise or something else entirely.

       Perhaps the panic that briefly leapt in that usually cool, assured, cat-like gaze was obvious to the other as their eyes met — enough for Beidou to clarify and make Dehya feel like a fool for letting her imagination wander, even if for a moment.

       Eremites. Suddenly the decision to seek her out and recruit her to the crew made complete sense. The tension in her shoulders eased slightly. “ I see. Well, any questions you have about desert life, I'd be happy to answer. ” It was a way of life so often alien to outsiders, full of unspoken rules and cultural nuances that made it hard for even those in the rainforest to truly understand, let alone someone from a different nation. “ And, maybe in return, you'll get to regale me with stories of your adventures at sea? ” She chuckled slightly under her breath; new experience or not, Dehya got the sense that she was going to enjoy it here.

That the merc doesn't immediately try to shake her off, or tense up beneath her overly friendly breach of personal space, registers as a good sign in the captain's mind. It is, of course, only an invitation for her to continue with such gestures in future. Well... at least until Dehya expresses any discomfort with her familiarity, of course. If she ever does.

"Well, first of all, having some extra muscle aboard is always a benefit." She can feel the strength within the shoulders beneath her arm - they are of a similar build in many ways, she notes. This is someone who can heft a pretty big sword with no trouble, and is likely just as good with her fists, too. "But it's actually some altogether different experience that I'm interested in."

Is it deliberate, the way her tone twists her words to sound almost suggestive? Yes, yes it is. The captain can't help being a natural flirt, of course - all part of her charm, naturally. Especially when she believes it's not unwelcome. "We're going to be dealing with a group of Eremites," there's a subtle gleam in her one visible eye, perhaps a small hint that perhaps this business may not be entirely above board, "and I like to keep myself informed of customs, traditions, and the like - nothing keeps business running smoothly like respect, after all. So, as well as your impressive prowess, I'd like to pick your brains about your culture, too."

[angelic--kitty]

beidou strap sucking ... begs at your feet like a hungry kitten - 🦁

dom!beidou x sub!fem reader

warnings: smut (minors/ageless blogs dni), wlw content, strap sucking, size kink

a/n: i'm on it fr 🗣🔥 sorry i like died. this is short but... i hope you enjoy 😓 hopefully there will be more stuff coming soon when i have time, but school started and i am busy again </3

"slow down, pretty girl." she laughs, threading her hand into your hair, and firmly tugging you back.

you whine at her, giving her your best pout and puppy-dog eye combination. "beidou, please? i've been so patient all day! wasn't i a good girl?"

beidou tuts, massaging your scalp while her other hand fists the faux cock at its base. "'course you have, but you don't need to be so eager."

she loves teasing you, giving you an inch only to pull you a foot away. "don't forget who's in charge." she reminds you sternly, instead petting your head now.

you love the feel of her rougher hands on your skin, covering so much of you given that size difference you adore so much.

soon enough, she yields, letting you kiss down the length of her pretty strap, slowly sliding it onto your waiting tongue. though she can't feel anything, she groans at how your eyes widen slightly, tears gathering when she hits the back of your throat.

her hand tightens in your hair as your throat tightens around her. "move, pretty girl." she urges. "that's it, fuck, you're so good at this, huh?" she listens to your little moans around her, desperately trying to please her.

you grow sloppier, spit trailing from your lips and coating her cock. she uses her thumb to wipe it up, cupping your chin while she fucks your throat. "good fucking girl." she grunts, holding your head steady as your eyes shut.

"gotta get it nice and wet for me-" she moans in between her panting and soft choking noises from you. "that's it-"

[nogenderbee]

♡˗ˏ✎*ೃ˚ ℙ𝕝𝕦𝕤𝕙𝕚𝕖𝕤 ₊˚ˑ༄

*ੈ✩‧₊˚ anon request: Could I request Lyney, Freminet, Kazuha, and Heizou with a reader who makes plushies?

*ੈ✩‧₊˚ Of course! AAAA ALL OF THEM ARE MY FAV BOYS LET'S GO!! Anyway~ I had a bit of fun with it so hope you like it!

*ੈ✩‧₊˚ fluff

✧ Kazuha finds what you're doing pretty adorable

✧ he loved how you can make something so fun with just few materials and threads

✧ and if you ever happen to lack idea for new plushie... he'll be happy to tell you few stories, real or not

✧ if you actually make a plushie based on his stories, he'll melt on spot and you'd be able to see genuine smile on his face

✧ he's always on ship so if you're not part of th Crux, he'll sleep burried in your plushies when he's away (you heard stories from Beidou about that~)

✧ and if you give him one of your plushies? Oh he's not leaving your side today! In fact, he's ready to pamper your face in kisses so get ready for that once you get somewhere private!

✧ surprisingly, he recognizes all materials just by touching them! He says it's just a lucky guess but how can someone lucky guess something 30 times in a row?!!

"Those are high quality materials... You didn't had to spend so much on me... Let me treat you to a dinner for that at least."

✧ same goes for style of sewing, he'll somehow notice details like that and if he notices difficult style, you can be sure he'll compliment you for that

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@bleachtheidiot - come get your poetic samurai~

✧ Heizou somehow notices any time you have or lack any idea

✧ if you have one, he'll make it a fun game for himself to get to know what is it without asking you about it directly

✧ but if you lack it, he'll randomly drop small story or two untill it catches your attention, tho if you look closely, there's small smirk on his face

✧ similiar to boy alone, he also guesses materials quite quickly tho it's more of an experience rather than lucky guess

✧ it's actually useful to be able to tell difference between materials, so he most likely knows at least the basics

✧ but one thing he loves doing is teasing you when you desperately try to hide you're planning a toy for him but you still want to make sure he'll like it

"Hei! What do you think of this? Soft enough?"

"Hm... I would guess so, yes. But why are you asking me that instead of person who'll receive it?"

"I d- They just deserve it!"

"Mhm~ Whatever you say, dear."

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@bleachtheidiot - come get your flirty detective~

✧ Lyney can't help but smile every time you present him with new idea, prototype or plushie

✧ he thinks this job suits you and is often amazed when you start rambling about different types of materials and the difference between each of them

✧ whenever you present a plushie and asks for opinion, he'll take his time to show he takes you seriously and check plushie from every side, squeeze it, hug it... and then he tells you what he thinks in details!

✧ but he likes to be playful sometimes, he'll take the plushie, inspect it and then pull disappearing and reapearing trick off leaving him chuckling and hopefully you too

"For me?! Oh mon cherie... I absolutely love it! It's the perfect color... and it's so soft too~ Mwah! Hehe, why won't I repeat it on creator now~?"

✧ prepare yourself mentally to see this plushie on his performances and for Lynette to tell you the cutest gossips about him and his new plushie

✧ and if you give him a plushie that you designed specifically for him? Well... you know how clingy he usually is? Multiply it by 10

✧ he'll spoil you with not singular rainbow rose but biggest bouquet of them he could find, takes you to a fancy restaurant and of course, hold your hand and hugs you all day long

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@bleachtheidiot - come get your charming magician~

✧ Freminet is actually happy both of you have something in common, I mean... you both like to create?

✧ the only difference in what you do is that he creates out of metal and you create our of softer materials

✧ if you have a penguin plushie that you often carry with you, there's no wonder even Pers was interested! Who knows? Maybe little robot feel in love like the creator~?

"I love it, it's cute~ Heh, and Pers loves it too I guess... You really did a great job with that plushie."

✧ he knows how it is to struggle from lack of ideas or to need someone to check your sketch, so he'll be more than happy to do that if you ask him

✧ when it comes to materials... he's not the worst but he will get similar ones mistaken usually

✧ first time you made a plushie for him, he felt like he didn't deserve it and needed to repay you as soon as possible

✧ but with time, he learned to just accept it and repay you when the ocassion happens. Maybe he'll just pay for dinner? Or you'll see some robot in the movie and he makes it for you?

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@bleachtheidiot - come get your shy diver~

[m1d-45]

Can I offer you the thought of gifting Kazuha a music box to keep during his travels?

songbird

notes: yes. ignore that it took me [checks notes] like several months to get to this request. and that it was meant to come out on his birthday. shush.

word count : 3k

-> warnings : none ! minor spoilers for inazuma AQ but nothin serious

-> gn reader (you/yours)

taglist : @samarill || @thenyxsky || @valeriele3 || @shizunxie || @boba-is-a-soup || @yuus3n || @esthelily || @turningfrogsgay || @cupandtea24 || @genshin-impacts-me || @chaoticfivesworld || @raaawwwr || @ryuryuryuyurboat || @undrxtxd || @rainswept || @wanderersqt || @rozz-eokkk

< masterlist >

there was little you could give a wanderer. he only carried what he needed, and what was needed was already kept close and well-maintained. there was little room for extra trinkets or unnecessary weight, either sacrificed in a moment of exhaustion or left behind when fleeing from those who wished him ill.

your kazuha was no different. even after joining the cruz fleet, he travelled light, with barely the clothes on his back to keep him company. he kept his pen in one pocket and paper in another, rarely carrying so much as a coin purse. this was fine and good, except his birthday was coming up and you had not a single clue what to get him.

you couldn’t ask beidou or the crew, as he’d certainly be lingering by and his hearing was far sharper than his blade. you couldn’t ask him—you’d tried, actually, but he’d just smiled and promised that he didn’t have want or need for anything. he spoke of his birthday very casually, as if it was any other day and not the reason he was by your side at all.

but kazuha was nothing if not thoughtful. for your last birthday, he’d gotten you a book of pressed inazuman flora, each carefully labelled, and had spent the entire afternoon telling you exactly where he’d picked each and why he’d chosen it. a lavender melon flower for resilience, a sakura bloom for change, a maple leaf for love. it was a painfully sweet show of affection, especially considering that the sakoku decree was not yet lifted.

“kazuha- are you sure you want me to have this? it could be years before you could collect these again.”

“please, my muse, the decree will not last forever. i have faith. and even if it doesn’t…”

he slips his hand into yours, looking out across the harbor. he’d taken you to a ridge just outside the city, letting you appreciate the sights without being unable to focus on his book. he looks away for a while, out to the sea, out to what lies beyond, the world seeming to slow to a crawl around you. the very air held its breath, allowing a wayward samurai’s sigh to linger, his mind far, far away.

“…inazuma is my home, but it is not my only place of rest. even if i never again got to experience a wondrous autumn, i’d still have this book.” he dragged his eyes from far-off shores, the same color as the maples sewn into his clothes.

“i’d still have you, wouldn’t i?”

and oh, archons, just the memory of that was enough to make your cheeks warm from more than just the liyuen sun. it’s early morning and the crowds are just starting to pick up, the shops of the lower harbor slowly selling off their wares. you’ve been looking for the better part of an hour now, and nothing seems to quite stick.

he already has pens, and is rather fond of the kind he already has. while you have the name and seller of said pens—he’d lent you one a while ago and never took it back—he already kept several spares tucked into his pockets. no matter how often he writes, how many papers he folds and gives away, his pad never seems to thin. the thread he uses to repair his clothes never fades or grows sparse, and he’s never so much as lost the tie in his hair. the week is growing shorter, and you have nothing.

and sure, kazuha isn’t materialistic to begin with, but you can’t think of anything else. it’s not like he dislikes liyuen food, but you’ve caught him frying his own fish enough times to know that he far prefers simpler tastes. he’s the one more familiar with liyue’s plains and hills out of the two of you, and you’re not eager to hurt yourself looking for somewhere new only to find out he’s already been.

he never asks for anything, never shows a hint of wanting. if he likes something, he gets it, leaving little for you to grasp at. it’s hard not to feel helpless, when he knocks at your door with your favorite flower in hand and you can hardly think of a single thing to do for his birthday. you can’t very well buy the sight of gardens of maple, nor somehow import those odd jelly-fungi he’s mentioned eating while in inazuma. based on the way he describes them, you’re not even sure if they’re meant to be edible…

his sword is kept in pristine condition. his shoes don’t seem to wear. you’re not familiar enough with medicine to try at getting him something for his aches, but it doesn’t matter, because every dawn means a fresh set of bandages, the faint herbal scent of whatever medicine underneath staying strong. he doesn’t need anything, and what he does he already has, and what he wants is quickly paid for through months of saved wages. he catches his own food, embroiders his own clothes, and you’re certain he’d filter and drink seawater if beidou didn’t stop him.

what can you get someone so minimalistic?

you prepare to loop around a final time, pricking your ears for the slightest call of something interesting. an array of local fruits, the freshest on the market. silk textiles, horsetail baskets, handmade chopsticks. you push through the crowds, eyes flicking over each stall. food, clothes, more food, building supplies? the harbor is crowded, overlapping shouting and negotiating and the barest sound of music through it all, quickly becoming overbearing.

…music? you stop and turn and seek out the delicate sound, surprised enough that your purpose for browsing has been lost. it’s rare to see street performers this far from the city center, not to mention the sound is so thin… normally there’s at least a set of drums to cut through the chatter. you’ve looked over everything twice anyway, it wouldn’t really hurt to look.

you don’t find a performer. instead, the sound leads you a few stalls over, to one full of various odds and ends, each carved from a dark wood. a lone chair, a set of cups—one has a weird chip in the lip—on an uneven plate, a good dozen set of chopsticks, somewhat clumsily painted. it’s tended by a young man who’s very nervously watching the customer in front of him fiddle with a wooden box, turning it over and inspecting every angle. there’s a key sticking out the back, and when they open it again, a single thin note floats out, quickly dashed away by the crowds. it’s beautiful, clear and crisp, even with the noise around you.

“maybe another day,” the other customer shrugs, and though the vendor’s face falls, yours lights up.

it’s perfect. sure, yeah, as the would-be buyer steps away and you look closer, the lines of engraving are uneven and hesitant, but the music was what made it worth it. kazuha always talks of the song within whispering wind, and you’ve seen how his pace slows when passing an opera, lingering just so. you never bought tickets because you didn’t know which he’d seen before, but this… this would do just fine.

“sorry about the wait,” the vendor apologizes, a slight sigh to his voice. “feel free to take a look around, just please be careful when handling the pieces. i don’t need another scolding from master lu…”

you pick up the box before he’s even done speaking, flipping open the lid. inside is some sort of flower on a plain pedestal, the same color as the rest of the box and largely unremarkable. you turn it, twisting the key in the back a few times, letting the song play again. it’s a slow, dancing tune, clear through the bustle. the little flower spins slowly, and you’ve made up your mind.

“what song is this?”

the vendor perks up, picking through his pockets until he finds a folded note. “’moon in one’s cup,’” he announces, “composed by yu-peng from up in yujing terrace.”

you dedicate the name to memory, closing the box and latching it shut. already, your heart is beating a bit fast, excitement and relief filling your chest.

“how much?”

you were hiding something from kazuha. he didn’t know what, he didn’t know why, but he knew it.

well, that was a bit of a lie. if he had to guess, it was whatever you’d gotten for his birthday. he’d done his best to assure you that you needn’t do or buy anything for him, but you’d gone and found something anyway. he couldn’t mind too much, not when the wind around you seemed to curl and skip along, ruffling your hair with self-inflicted pride. you were happy, and that was a fine enough present in itself. it was better than the poorly-hidden worry that always colored your features before, and it was a relief to know that it was a shallow issue you had been hiding. birthday or not, he’d hoped you’d tell him if something was wrong…

but it was nothing, thankfully. you asked him to find you after dinner on the day of, and that was that. the rest of the week slipped away like clouds from the sky, leaving him with a clear mind and a faint smile as he slept.

beidou was, surprisingly, not the first to wish him a happy birthday. it was furong that first saw him enter the breakfast hall, raising a glass with a shout that quickly spread across the crew.

“happy birthday!”

“here, c’mon, let’s get you a drink.”

“a toast!”

“to another year of smooth sailing!”

“to our stormwatcher!”

beidou was, however, sat closest to the door, and so she was the first to throw her arms tight around him, not minding the way his armor certainly dug into her skin.

“happy birthday, kazuha. don’t mind the noise, yeah?”

it would be impossible for a day such as today to turn south. the crew settled down and food was pressed into his hands, the shouting cooling off as they refocused on whatever they had been doing prior to then.

aside from the commotion at breakfast, his day was relatively normal. monitor the supplies coming in to ensure nobody tampered with them, then unpack them below decks. there was less to do, but that was simply because the date of their departure was approaching. within a few more days, he’d be off across open waters once more, keeping eye on the horizon.

that was for later, however. after lunch, he left port and took a stroll north, sitting for a while in an open field. the sky was cloudy, but not enough to worry about rain, so he lay on a flat-enough stone and let inspiration ebb and flow. a haiku here, a scratched out line there, though he was admittedly less focused than usual. the joy from that morning hadn’t really left him, sticking to his clothes and filling his thoughts. he wasn’t blind to the fact that he was welcome aboard the alcor, but it would be foolish to deny the appreciation of such a loud gesture, in meaning and volume.

his birthday didn’t mean much to him. sure, there was another year’s worth of memories to look back upon, a year’s worth of friendship and connections, but that could be declared any other day just as easily. when on the run from the shogunate, there was little time for such things as celebrations…

perhaps that was why he was still smiling. not just because of his friends, but because he had the energy to appreciate them. the ability to take off work and sit in the sun, soaking in nature. the energy to look forward to later obligations, instead of being permanently stuck in the moment.

dinner was far calmer than breakfast. he returned to the fleet late in the evening, ducking below deck to help cook. very few crew members liked (or were even good at) cooking, which meant it often fell to him. today, though, he was ushered out quickly, a few more people than usual seeming determined to block him from entering. it was strange, but not unexpected. the crew was close-knit, with every milestone met with raucous celebration.

he didn’t mind, though, returning above and busying himself with odd tasks. ferrying messages from furong, sorting papers with huixing, any and everything to keep himself occupied until the bell rung and dinner was served. the smell of alcohol quickly stained the air around the crowded dinner table, joining the heady mix of relaxation, joy, and a bit of anticipation.

another surprise awaited him, it seemed. he stuck around after he’d finished his food, noticing when little yue slipped out but not mentioning it. he also looked the other way when he snuck back in with a plate with a somewhat dented cover, letting someone else take his empty plate as the new one was pushed into its place. the conversation fell and he ignored the smell of sugar in the air, lifting the lid.

inside was a cake with shaky, cramped writing, struggling to fit his name in such a small space. it had obviously been made in-house, and was likely whatever secret the chefs had been determined to keep.

the cake itself was okay. a bit too sweet, dense, and with an odd sourness that he couldn’t tell was intentional or not. but the crew was happy and laughing and he didn’t need wine to get dizzy off their high, sitting at a well-worn table in a familiar seat surrounded by those he loved.

there was only one thing left…

he packed one of the last slices and kept it close to his chest as the halls grew quieter, the night air far cooler above deck. anemo softened his fall onto the pier, the wind leading him through the city and into familiar streets. the sight of your house had long since engrained itself into his mind, but he still felt his smile grow, tucking his cake behind his back as he knocked.

you were as beautiful as ever. he was certain you could pick yourself up from a pile of mud and still be sstunning, but tonight you had put in effort. still dressed for the weather, but with a bit more care into the set of your hair, standing straight.

“my muse,” he breathed, taking the small box from behind his back. “i have brought you a gift.”

and of course, you made a fuss about it, about how it was his birthday and that he didn’t have to do anything for you. but was that not the same logic that he had given you? did it matter, really, when the air was sweet with more than sugar and even your mock anger couldn’t hide your excitement?

at your behest, he took your hand in his and led you out of the city. his ‘favorite place’ was rather vauge instruction, but his mind had been made up from the moment he’d seen you. not too far, as he’d hate to stay out too late, but still somewhere nice. past bubu pharmacy, up the stone path, and on the low ridge beside it. few people would be passing by this late at night, but it was still close enough to the city that there were no real threats. a blanket was laid out and you both sat, exchanging gifts. his was in a plain bag, carefully wrapped in layers of protective paper, a small wooden box that looked as if it was meant to have legs but the designer had changed their mind halfway through. it was fine work, if a bit clumsy, but he knew it wasn’t yours. your sudden shift in attitude earlier could only be explained by a storefront. further inspection found a latch on the front and a key embedded in the back, and he understood. inside the music box was (what he could only guess to be) a carved silk flower, though again, one of the stems seemed to have been snapped and hastily covered. he reached for the back and turned the key twice, letting the song begin to play.

it was beautiful. careful notes plucked a carefree song, sounding very much alike to the lighter bands along feiyun slope. the music rose and fell, cheerful but quiet, like a soft satisfaction instead of a bright outburst. it was a lovely song in its own right, but his mind was far elsewhere. you were waiting for his reaction intently, face held in suspense like you thought he might hate it. he’d think it foolish, but that would imply that he disliked it, and that was far from the truth. to know you cared so heavily about his reaction to a simple music box, that your worry was for him, that you had been so excited for him, that you were hoping for his approval as if you didn’t already hold all that he was in your palms. the box could be stolen on his way back to the city, knocked out of his hands and dashed under a heavy cart, and his day would still be all the brighter simply by virtue of you being in it.

it was his birthday, after all, and you were one of the best gifts he could ask for.

[scaramouche-bully]

straight to the point, beidou or ningguang sitting on GN reader's face and reader can barely breathe... HEAR ME OUT THO and maybe reader can't even satisfy them properly so they go rougher. 😭😭 omg

Hello anon,

This. Excellent ask. Once again, please ignore the short/sloppy writing. I'm trying to finish my inbox.

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"Tsk, tsk, time for you to focus on something more important," with those words Ningguang slides her dress to the side, those pointed nail guards catching onto the thin fabric of her panties to move them further until plump lips greet you. Your eyes are wide open at the sight of Ninnguangs bare cunt, wet folds spread open and dripping. You're not a prude, you've had sex before, but not like this. Not with someone like her.

You don't even get a chance to protest, that you've never done this before, before Ningguang cuts your words off and seats her pussy on your mouth. Caught off guard, you take a sudden inhale and her musky scent fills your senses, slowly turning you drunk. The first thought that filters through your rapidly stupid mind is that she's soft, really soft. Her thighs bracket your cheeks, squishing them together as the silk dress drapes over your eyes. It's warm, soft, and dark. Maybe if you ask nicely you could stay here forever.

Your shy tongue peeks out, just a little swipe to taste what's been pressed against your mouth and that's all it takes. You press your tongue flat against her wet folds, spreading them apart as you lick from her hole up to her clit. Sucking on the small nub as you clench your own thighs. It's a bit clumsy, a bit messy, but you hope your enthusiasm shines through. Ningguang grabs handfuls of your hair to ground herself, letting out a soft sigh as she gently rocks against your tongue.

"Ah…so eager," she moans quietly and it sends little flutters in your heart that you managed to make that sound come from her. Although your joy is short lived when your hair is suddenly yanked up and you're completely smothered against her cunt. Your nose bumps against her clit as your head is forcefully moved back and forth. You know Ningguang is deceptively physically strong, but the pain of having your hair tugged at leaves a few tears to gather at the edges of your eyes. Your hands come up to slap at her waist, a mercy to let you breathe or you might actually suffocate under her. Not the worst to go but definitely the most embarrassing. But she snaps her fingers and geo constructs form around your wrists, pinning them down. A moment of consideration and another geo construct, much smoother and brittle this time, forms around your neck, pinning your head in place. The soft thighs that cage your head momentarily lift, your world filled once again with light as you blearily look up at Ningguang. Whatever your face looks like, she seems pleased even with your disappointing few minutes. She pets your cheek, sticky threads of her slick clinging to her fingers as she mimics taking a deep breath.

"Take a deep breath now dear, it would be unfortunate to replace you so soon."

- 🐑

Masterlist

[immobiliter]

       Beidou may have indeed been too busy to speak to her newest crewmember since making sail, but she'd still found the time to keep her eye on him while attending to her usual duties as the Alcor's captain. This may have been the start of a lucrative partnership between both Liyue and Mondstadt ( and she knew better than anyone that lucrative, outside of the law contracts like these were her domain, not the Tianquan's ), but she still needed to get a sense of who she would be doing business with.

       A slacker? At least going by the way Kaeya stood by the ship's railing, eating an apple while the rest of her crew were hard at work. No, the gaze she could discern in spite of the eyepatch was sharp as a tack. He didn't slack off without purpose, and perhaps that was the whole point: Kaeya had now gotten his audience with the captain, after all. “ I like to run a tight ship, it's true. But it's not all hard work here. ” She folded her arms, a small, thoughtful smile pulling at her lips. “ Usually it's Chief Mate Juza who breaks in the newcomers — assesses their strengths, assigns them to a role best suited to what they're good at, but I suppose you're a special case. ” And, besides, Beidou wouldn't mind finding out what made her new business partner tick in the process. “ So, what do you prefer: offence, or defence? ”

@immobiliter sent: “i know you’re new, but we do things a little differently here.” ( beidou for kaeya! )

A sheepish smile appears on Kaeya's face, scolded by no other than the Captain herself as he finds himself. He's been on the Alcor for only a day and beyond a greeting when he first stepped onto the ship there hasn't been time to have a chat with her. Perhaps this is his opportunity to make good on that - and anyone accusing him of creating it on purpose would only be half wrong. They'll be on the sea for at least another two days but once they'll feel firm ground beneath their feet again, the clock will be ticking; and as pleasant as a vacation on the ocean sounds Kaeya knows better than to let too much time go by wasted.

"Ah~ my bad, seems I'm not a natural sailor after all!" Despite the eye patch, and all! "All business before pleasure, is it?" he asks while his hand comes up to rub the back of his neck, the other lowering the apple he's been eating until her interruption. A bit of home for the journey. "I assumed you don't need my help, but I didn't mean to shirk from any work - how can I be of service?"

"Surely I can't hold a candle to your impressive crew, but I'm happy to learn more about seafaring while I'm here! Who knows, maybe there's a future for me on the waves."

[fairykazu]

genshin impact women as beabadoobee songs masterlist ++ note: reader is implied to be feminine

perfect pair you ought to know that i think we're one and the same / i don't think we could help it, no, i don't think we could help it / we don't talk much, guess 'cause nothing has changed /. . . / if i told you, you'd know how to go and break my heart in two / 'cause I would anyways, we'd end up like always

relationships aren't perfect but when you two were young and dumb and stupidly in love, preaching that your relationship will forever exist upon eons and eons. seeing how it's starting to meet the end of it scares you, all those promises unraveling showing the loose threads that shouldve and couldve shown you the ending. but it didn't. but the both of you are a reflection of each other, a twin flame even. even if the trials become errors, you two were bound to fall into each other's arms, embracing the sparks between you two only to fall out, the relationship burnt to a crisp.

lisa, ningguang & yanfei

she plays bass hey, won't you call me back? 'cause I've been waiting for a text back / this hurts my brain / she plays bass, she plays bass / nothing matters 'cause we're both in space /how i wish we could just date

this was just friends nothing more. of course, friends hold hands but do they brush their finger over your knuckles? of course, friends assure each other but do they whisper it into your ear? after asking countless friends and the result being the same every time, you realized that the friendship you developed with her was blurred the lines and it was hard to tell if she liked you too or was it all a dream?

yelan, yae miko, lynette & beidou

dance with me if you wanna dance then / dance with me/ it's pretty fast but this is what you do at parties, right? / and i know it's hard to tell / but i think i really like you

it was weird to hang out with her, not only because you two stand at different points of social status, but because you don't understand how this ordeal or at least partying looks. but the way she smiled and gleamed made you believe that you totally asked in a good, cool way despite being awkward at it. she took your hand into hers and let you hang by her side as she danced to the tunes, slowly you mimicked her actions too.

dehya, yoimiya & ayaka

[lavendermage]

Lost in Inazuma 10

Characters: Ayato, Thoma, Gorou, Kazuha

Genre: Sagau

TW:Blood, implied torture, sexual implications (like one sentance)

2.1k words (these keep getting longer)

AN: I’m back baby! Just started college and I feel like I’m in a rom com. My life is a joke, but an entertaining one this time. Working on another longer Childe fic. Shout out to Orah-s, I love you so much. Mwah.

“Thoma, it’s fine.” You laughed as he fussed over your outfit, layers of beautiful silk that Ayato had coaxed you into. Gold thread wove throughout the fabric in a beautiful pattern. You had tried to reject it, but he didn’t let you. This was a diplomatic meeting, he argued. You should present yourself in the best light. It remained unsaid that you only had one chance to prove your divinity, something you didn’t even fully believe. No matter how much you laughed or joked, the weight of it suffocated the room. 

You had chosen people who weren’t loyal to the shogun, those who had fought her tyranny before. Beidou, Kazuha, Kokomi, Gorou. People who would believe you. People who could keep secrets. You took a deep breath.

“Goldie, are you alright?” Thoma brushed your hair out of your face.

You nodded. “I’ll be fine.” You thought for a moment before leaning into him.

“Goldie! What are you…” His arms were held out awkwardly, he seemed scared to touch you.

You sat up, a bit embarrassed. “Sorry.”

“Don’t be.” He tugged you back to him, his hand feather-light on your shoulder. It was barely enough to pull you off balance, something you could easily resist if you wanted to. You didn’t. You fell back into his warm chest. His heart beat quickly next to your ear; he must be nervous too. His hand drifted down to rest on your back. The weight was comforting. His scent tickled your nose, cinnamon and tea.

“You smell nice.” You mumbled absent-mindedly.

“Huh?” 

You looked up to see his wide eyes. “What?” 

“Nothing…” His face was red as he looked away. “It’s just… nothing.”

“Alright then.” You laughed before sitting up and fixing your hair. 

There was a knock on the door. You shot up and looked towards the sound, even though a screen blocked the view. You could hear Ayato’s footsteps as he walked toward the door to open it.

“Welcome.”

A woman’s voice greeted him, deep and rough. Beidou. “Commissioner! Kazuha here was excited for the meeting so we arrived a bit early. Hope it doesn’t throw off the schedule.”

“Any particular reason?” Ayato asked. There was a slight edge to his words,

Kazuha spoke softly, a smile in his voice. “The wind told me there was a visitor at the estate. I was looking forward to meeting them.”

Silence, while Thoma scrambled to arrange your hair and clothes. He was quiet, but you were sure that Kazuha could hear.

Another knock at the door.

“Greetings, commissioner. This discussion seemed important, so we arrived early.” The sweet voice must have belonged to Kokomi.

“So everyone is here already.” Ayato paused. “I’ll consult the other participant.” He walked around the screen and leaned down to your ear. “Are you alright with starting early?” He asked. His hand reached out to adjust your mask but he decided against it.

You nodded. “Might as well get it over with.” 

Ayato offered you his arm and you accepted. You walked out from behind the screen. The guests’ faces turned to look at you. 

You bowed deeply. “Thank you for your attendance.” 

Your movement seemed to make Ayato uncomfortable. “No need to bow, Goldie.” He placed a hand on your back. “Please.” 

Beidou smirked. “Awfully kind of you. Is this your fiance, Commissioner?” She laughed loudly. “But he’s right. There’s no need to be so formal.”

Ayato stiffened next to you. You waited a few seconds but he didn’t seem to have a response.

You held back a laugh, surprised he was caught off guard. “No, captain. Our relationship is purely business.” 

Kazuha smiled as he looked between the two of you. “This is the first time I’ve seen you at a loss for words, Kamisato.”

He coughed. “Let’s focus on the purpose of the meeting.” He gestured at the tea table at the center of the room. “Make yourselves comfortable.” 

With a rustle of fabric everyone was seated. You looked around. Kazuha sat to your left and Gorou sat at your right. You and Ayato were at either end of the table. The two women sat next to their subordinates.

Gorou looked at you suspiciously. “Why do you feel the need to hide your face?”

“That’s no way to talk to them.” Kokomi chastised him before speaking to you. “I apologize. He’s a general, not a politician. I must admit, I am also a bit curious.”

“No need.” You waved off her apology. “It’s a reasonable question. I am hiding from the tenryou commission.”

Kazuha looked concerned. “Why?”

“My face.” You reached behind your head to untie the string of your mask. It fell softly into your lap. “They call me an imposter.” You felt naked with your face uncovered.

Kazuha was the first to speak. “The wind whispers about you. It is a pleasure to finally meet you.” He bowed and pressed his lips to your hand. “I am at your service.” 

You felt your face flush. “No-no need to go that far!” You glanced at the others at the table. Kokomi was deep in thought while Gorou stared at you. You felt your heartbeat quicken. “I can prove I’m not lying!”

“How?” His voice came out too fast, too harsh. Disbelieving.

You reached under your collar. There was a flash of metal. A knife. Ayato jumped to his feet. He was too far, all the way at the other end of the table. The metal glinted. Your hand shook as you brought it to your forearm. A hand grabbed yours and the knife fell. You looked up and saw Gorou. 

His eyes were wide with shock. “What are you doing?!” 

“Showing you proof!” Your voice shook. 

“I don’t need any.” 

You just stared at him. “But- if you think I’m lying…”

“It doesn’t matter whether you are the creator or not. Watatsumi Island doesn’t punish those that look like the creator.” Kokomi explained. “We view it as a blessing.”

Beidou sighed. “Most places are like that, apart from a few extreme sects. Inazuma’s archon just happens to follow one of them.” 

You nodded. “So you won’t hurt me?” You hated how shaky your voice was. You hated how tears threatened to fall. Now was not the time for weakness.

Kazuha reached for your other hand and gently uncurled your fingers. You hadn't even realized that you had squeezed it into a fist. “Of course not. It is my duty to protect you.” 

“Your duty?” 

“I truly believe you are my god.”

“Why?” You asked. Kuki recognized that you looked like the statues, but that didn’t convince you. You had read the records. You were far from the first person to have this face. Your blood was enough proof for the Kamisatos’. Not that you understood why. You could think of several reasons for the color. 

“The wind whispers about you.” He held your hand in both of his. “It sings your praises.”

“What does it say?” The words slipped out before you could stop them.

"It tells of soothing teas and healing touches." He paused, “It sings of golden blood and purple scars." He tapped your bandages. "May I?"

You nodded and he carefully started to unwrap the fabric. It fell away from your arm, revealing angry purple scars that branched around your arm. He uncovered his own hand and placed it next to yours. "Electro is a particularly volatile element." He looked up. “I know what it’s like to be burned. I know what it’s like to be a criminal through no fault of your own. Please, trust me.”

“Promise.” You knew how childish the request was, but you couldn’t help yourself. You needed that reassurance. “Promise that you won’t hurt me.”

“I swear on my life.” He said, a hand over his heart.

You nodded slowly, accepting his words. You were so tired, spent from all the stress. Ayato and Kokomi lead the strategizing, while Beidou butted in every one in a while to offer advice. You stayed silent. You didn’t have the energy to participate fully. Absent-mindedly you started to stoke the blanket next to you. Maybe it was a rug. It was soft. You fought the urge to doze off. 

“Gorou, you haven’t spoken in a while.” Kokomi noted. It was true, he had stayed silent for an uncharacteristically long time. 

He sat straight as a pin, his eyes fixed on the table. “I-I guess so.” 

“Are you nervous?” You asked, too tired to watch your words. “You look nervous.”

“Well..” He coughed. “You are petting my tail right now.”

Your eyes widened as you looked down at the softness by your hand. He was right. Your hand was on his tail. You quickly snatched it away as you felt heat rush to your cheeks. “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to. I swear, I thought it was a blanket or something.”

He blushed. "No, it's fine."

"I thought you didn't like when people touched your tail."

"Well no… I mean usually but… this is a different situation." He said as confidently as he could.

You nodded pretending to understand. "Can I pet your ears then? They look soft." He was silent a moment too long and you opened your mouth to try to take back your words.

"Yes." He didn't look at you. He just leaned towards you slightly. You reached out and gingerly stroked his ear. 

"...soft." You mumbled under your breath. You had forgotten how sensitive his ears were. He must have heard you as his cheeks started to turn pink. You heard a giggle to your right. Kazuha had heard as well. 

The conversation continued. Kokomi put a hand to her chin. "Gorou and I could take you back to Watatsumi island. The shrine maidens would be honored to take care of you."

You shook your head. "That would risk war. Your island is already in a precarious situation I-" You paused, fiddling with the sleeve of your kimono. "I couldn't put your people through that again. It would be-"

A cup of tea fell to the floor with a clatter as Gorou jumped to his feet, one hand on his bow the other reaching to his quiver. "Someone is outside."

The fear was back with a vengeance. Your heart beat at your ribs, desperate to escape. You felt a hand on your shoulder. Kazuha. You could feel his breath on your ear. "I will stay by your side, your holiness." A light breeze brushed your face. You nodded, shuffling closer. 

You looked over to Ayato. His face was a mask as he directed Gorou and Beidou to follow him. You shivered at his coldness. It wasn't out of character, but you had gotten used to the awkward kindness he showed you. To see him like this was - unsettling. 

  They slipped out of the room. For a few seconds, there was complete silence. Silence that allowed your mind to run. It was interrupted by a loud thud and a scream. It was quickly cut off. There were four sets of footsteps when they came back. 

Ayato dragged in a woman. Her nose was bleeding and her uniform was ripped but you recognized her. Chiyo. Ayato shoved her to the ground. There was something unsettling about the way he stood there. Silent, like still water, an ocean with no wind. 

 You didn't bother to put on your mask. She had seen anything there was to see. It only took a few steps to reach her, but the whole time your body was screaming at you to do something. To hit her, to run, anything. You resisted the urge and crouched down to her level. There was a hatred in her eyes you couldn't understand, so deep it threatened to drag you under as well. "Why were you watching us?" You asked, surprised by the strength in your voice.

"How dare you." She growled. "You come here with no qualifications, no references, nothing, and you get a job here. You do nothing all day and you still get treated like royalty. The Lord treats you like you hung the stars in the sky." She spit at you. 

"There are circumstances you don't understand." I argued.

She leaned in, and smiled. A smile so full of hatred it sickened you. "You have the face of a god. Lord Kamisato must like it."

"Like what?" 

You could feel her breath on your face as she got even closer. "He must love having someone like you in his bed."

You startled and pulled away, the heat rushing to your cheeks. You weren't sure how to respond. You glanced at Ayato.

His jaw clenched and he grabbed the woman by her collar. "Do not speak of them that way."  He looked up at you. "I will bring her to the interrogation room. Will you be alright without me?"

You nodded.

Ayato left with the woman and you were alone with the guests. You felt someone tug at your hand. You turned to see Kazuha.

"You should rest."

I laughed. “And how would I do that?”

He pulled his scarf from his neck and folded it before placing it in his lap. He gestured at the make-shift pillow. “Rest your head.”

Beidou laughed behind you. “What a gentleman!”

Kazuha smiled politely at the comment. “Only if you are comfortable, of course.”

You nodded before lowering your head onto the pillow.

By the time Ayato returned you had fallen asleep. He was grateful for it. You had not slept well before the meeting and you needed your rest. There was a second, more selfish reason. He hadn’t fully gotten the blood out from under his fingernail. He couldn’t stand to show himself like that in front of you. So impure. 

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Masterlist

[immobiliter]

       When had Nassau become such a cesspool of monotonous conversation and poor company? As soon as the name Stede Bonnet had wound up on everyone's lips, whispered from ear to ear, tavern to brothel to tavern again. He'd killed Ned Low in cold blood, or so they said; based on what she knew of the man, Beidou personally had her doubts about that. Low was dead, sure enough, but there were plenty of cutthroat pirates in this place who could have committed the deed in his stead. Why they'd hand their blood-soaked victory to him, however, was the true mystery of all of this. “ So the delusional asshole act is staying. That's good to know. ” Beidou didn't move from her position, leaning against a nearby pillar. She wasn't intimidated. She was scarcely even moved by the goading taunt, nor the turning of every eye in the tavern towards her. “ I wouldn't challenge me in front of a crowd, Stede. This is the only warning I'm gonna give you, so heed it. ”

🪐 — spotify wrapped memes : @immobiliter ( beidou ) for stede # 38 ▶ speed drive by charli xcx

THE SENSATION OF EYES ON HIM was not altogether unfamiliar — but to have the gaze be not judgemental & snide but instead adoring, affectionate, even admiring ? that was something stede bonnet was not yet used to. & he found himself positively preening under the attention, hero worship for the-man-who'd-killed-ned-low in no short supply. but there is one familiar face amongst the crowd that is not smiling. & his drunken pride takes offense to her clear distaste, will not let a slight to his swollen ego go unchallenged. ❝ i see you looking with that side-eye. ❞ he calls out, a hush falling over the tavern at his words. clearly, beidou still held a grudge against him from the last time their paths had crossed. ❝ wow, you're so jealous. ❞

[immobiliter]

       “ I'd rather be the hunter than the prey if I can help it, Mr Zhongli. ” The blithe remark was accompanied by an easy smile. It wasn't as if Beidou was a stranger to this establishment, despite having never met Mr Zhongli personally; whenever one of the Crux, one of her own, passed away at sea, all possible arrangements were made to repatriate them to their family in Liyue or, in the event that wasn't possible, ensure that the proper funeral rites were conducted for them nonetheless. “ The work you do here at Wangsheng Funeral Parlor is admirable, but too long spent here and I think I'd miss the companionship of the living. ”

🎁 / @galactia + zhongli 72. natural, imagine dragons

[decayedgloria]

obey me characters and their visions

Or what I think are their visions idk it’s 3 am and I just found out I failed my pathology exam so here’s a crossover of two games that provides me an escape from this putrid reality 😁

also just trying to get rid of drafts rn

Tags: sfw, pure crack speculation, I’m going insane, obey me demon brothers and undateables and luke, genshin impact visions, everything here is MY OPINION and should not be taken seriously, feel free to disagree with me

Lucifer

-He strikes me as the type to either have a hydro vision or a geo vision

-more leaning towards hydro

-hydro vision holders tend to be dedicated to their work and uphold their own view of justice, more often than not being protectors of some sort i.e Candace and Aaru village, Ayato with the Kamisato Clan

-I draw parallels between him and Ayato because they both have gone through hell and back for their families (often literally) and have had to salvage tarnished reputations in order to protect said family

-also very rich and elegant men who have a “dark side” that most aren’t aware of

-It’s also just every hydro character being really sophisticated and elegant tbh he fits the vibe I think (minus Childe but he has his moments)

-Geo because, well… look at him. He’s prime geo vision material. Like a rock solid wall holding up the HOL but like he’s also hanging by a thread lol.

Mammon

-Geo Vision, Hear me out on this.

-Not only does it suit his color palette, but if you think about it, Mammon places a lot of responsibility on himself to be a good older brother to his siblings (despite falling short most times), we see this especially during Nightbringer

-Geo’s thing is literally responsibility. Every geo user has some sort of responsibility that they themselves have chosen to undertake, whether or not they can handle it

-They’re all also quite stubborn. Once they’re dead set on something they will never let it go, and on top of that they also protect either someone or something

-Every geo user has a goal relating to something to do with material or status: Ningguang and the Tianqiu, Noelle wanting to be in the KOF, Zhongli wanting to retire (lmfao). Mammon wanting to be rich (and wanting him and his brothers to be at the top of the Devildom in Nightbringer) literally fits.

-Mammon, despite being a goofy character, fits into geo so perfectly it’s actually insane.

-Mammon and Itto are the same person. I’m not elaborating.

Levi

-Electro vision all the way.

-It’s no surprise. Canonically he’s seen as a weirdo, even by his brothers (not me tho I love my men a little pathetic) and he doesn’t spend much time mingling with others, so of course he’s gonna be singled out

-almost every single electro vision holder is outcasted by at least one society; Beidou being cast out of her village, Fischl being thought of as eccentric because of her personality, the literal electro archon becoming a shut-in

-He would absolutely get the vision probably in like the early part of Nightbringer when we got stuck in the TSL universe and he had to make a decision

-(if you’re wondering why I keep bringing up Nightbringer it’s bc it’s the one I’m currently playing ok)

-Levi also passes the “I have a scary animal that helps me fight” thing. Henry’s quite formidable when he’s back to normal size :)

Satan

-Hm, thinking about it and at first I’d say dendro is the obvious answer but there’s also quite a few other contenders actually.

-Pyro is one of them, and when drawing parallels Diluc comes to mind (obvs grumpy men stick together always.) As the avatar of wrath, he’s like mad 80% of the time and I can imagine him raining hellfire upon everything (and he has, best believe).

-But also he’d fit the “passionate” description, he’s so passionate about books and magic that he’d literally kill for a book that he wanted (and did I’m pretty sure). He’d also be considered passionate for hating Lucifer so much I think

-he also has quite the past to fit with a pyro user, especially during Nightbringer when he’s still coming into terms about being basically a baby demon and learning to confront his brothers and finally accept them

-Dendro is quite obvious for him. He craves knowledge from books, and I’m sure if he were in Teyvat he’d find his way in the Akademiya just to get into the House of Daena’s restricted section

-I think either or could be his vision, depends on which Satan you’re talking about (Nightbringer Satan and main timeline Satan are two vastly different individuals)

-if you really wanna get into it tho, cryo/electro's pretty... fitting. Especially for nightbringer Satan. Even if his brothers try not to make him feel like it, he will always be different from them; the fact that he basically was made to replace Lillith in a sense, and he distances himself away from them because he just doesn't fit in.

-all in all he's so versatile realistically he could have like 4/7 visions since his character is so dynamic between the two games

Asmodeus

-Now this was harder to come up with, but after giving it some thought I think he’d have an Anemo vision

-think of it this way. In Nightbringer take a shot everytime I bring that game up his whole arc in the beginning was learning to let go of the celestial realm and accepting the fact that he was a demon now, effectively granting himself the freedom to love himself once more

-Anemo is the element of freedom right? He fought himself and his inner demons for freedom like that, which happens to a lot of those who are granted this vision (Wanderer and Xiao moment)

-Thats really all I have for him. Tbh, the only other vision I could see him wielding his pyro, but I couldn’t think of anything else I can say that hasn’t already been said

-another short anemo king go figure (he and heizou would get along I think)

Beelzebub

-another one I had to really think of, but upon further deliberation with myself I'm thinking pyro again (the default vision lmfao)

-Yes. Passion for food, he'd get along with Xiangling quite well (too well, imagine her in the devildom holy shit)

-Also pretty passionate about working out and protecting his brothers, so there's that lol

-I am stumped on him bc he's like lowkey just there bro like

-how would he even get his vision idk man

-but imo pyro is the default vision so he gets it (feel free to disagree with me)

Belphegor

-If you think this guy does not have an anemo vision you are wrong

-like dead mf wrong he is anemo all the goddamn way

-he lost his sister and still blames himself for it, but he also wants to be free with his brothers in the devildom

-the other vision i would give him is electro because he does tend to like, shut himself off or whatever so there's that

-but he's 100% anemo I don't make the rules sorry

-first tall male anemo user?? (surprisingly he's 5'10 guys it's probably all that sleep he does lmfao)

Diavolo

-hmmmm, such a hard decision I wonder what vision I would give to the literal prince of hell- pyro.

-jk jk let me explain

-Pyro, because as I've stated before, it is both the default vision imo and also the vision for those who are passionate IMO (I cannot stress this enough)

-Diavolo is very passionate about RAD, and the whole "demons getting along with other species" concept is something he has been working very hard on (man is trying to end specieism in the obey me verse)

-on top of his outgoing and friendly personality, pyro really does fit him like a glove. I could make an argument for geo because he shoulders a fuck ton of responsibility for the devildom (esp in nightbringer) but like

-he is warm and friendly and strong, perfect pyro material

Barbatos

-I needed to think about this one for a bit, but after further deliberation with the screams that echo in my head, I am confident in saying that this man has an anemo vision

-if he were in the genshin universe he'd def be one of the shady people from celestia (bro is literally istaroth but i digress)

-as much as anemo fits him aesthetically, I also want to point out that he just... gives people freedom? Like the first half of nightbringer was him finally fulfilling someone's wish to go to heaven to see their lover

-he also just parallels a lot with venti, idk i just see him being very fitting with an anemo vision

-like, he's immortal yet does not look it (Scara, Xiao, Venti), downplays his power to appear "normal" in a sense that he won't be an immediate threat to those perceiving him (Venti), saw a pyro kid and decided to adopt them and begrudgingly take care of them no matter how annoying they are (Xiao and Hu Tao though I may be reaching)

Luke

-bro does not have a vision yet (jk its cryo)

-I feel like he'd be given a hydro vision solely for the fact that he is changing his, quite frankly specie-ist, ways lol (like eula hello?)

-he is quite shy when mc first met him, the only reason why he didn't immediately get mad at them is because they weren't a demon and that's saying something

-he tends to be very guarded around said demons, often becoming aggressive when interacting with them but he's warming up. It's like a wall of ice slowly melting through the mc and simeon's guidance

-he also reminds me of mika for some reason

Solomon

-he has an electro vision and yes, it's exactly the same situation as Lisa

-though he doesn't need one (none of them do tbh), I feel like he wanted one just for shits and giggles like I definitely see him being a descender on Teyvat

-he's literally the most powerful human in the obey me verse, of course he's going to be viewed differently from others even though he "tries" to not be too overt about it (very, very big emphasis on tries. I think he only does it for mc atp)

-I feel like he'd get along well with the electro ladies as well, particularly Miko and Lisa (Gorou and Luke need to hide like asap)

-in all seriousness though, he just fits into electro so well given all the character traits present in electro wielders

-another vision I could see him having is dendro, partly because he's always down to have more knowledge about magic that he doesn't know yet and is in constant pursuit of creating pacts with the demon brothers

Simeon

-another hydro wielder :)

-calm, collected, elegant, sticks to their principles- classic hydro archetype tbh I love him so much

-again, very similar to Lucifer's reasoning but he leans more towards hydro wielders like Nilou and Candace I think, who are quite relaxed but won't hesitate to protect what they love and fight for what they deem is right

-spoiler warning: he literally got cast out of heaven for the mc.

-as I've said before, there really isn't anything I can add that I haven't said before, other than the fact that Simeon would definitely enjoy Xinqiu's company and possibly get along with Furina when discussing acting and the arts

-other than hydro, I don't think any other vision suits him tbh (big maybe on anemo but like, it doesn't really fit tbh)

I am so fucking bad at character analysis but here you guys go

the labor of my sleepless night while i gather more motivation to write the second chapter of madame neuvillette

also i am so very tempted to start writing for other fandoms but this blog is enough for now tbh

[greenbubblefactory]

Matchup for Estelle

Congratulations your best friend is..

Beidou !

★Your friendship with Beidou is the kind that people talk about with admiration,a dynamic duo that’s always ready for adventure, laughter, and unwavering support. Beidou loves people who can hold their own, and she would find your laid-back yet principled personality refreshing. You’re not someone who gets caught up in petty drama or underhanded schemes, and that’s something she deeply respects. She might tease you for your stubbornness, but deep down, she admires that unwavering strength. You know what you stand for, and she wouldn’t have it any other way.

★From the moment you meet, Beidou sees you as a kindred spirit. You may be a little reserved at first, but she has an incredible knack for making people feel at ease. She’ll joke around, tell you wild stories about her past adventures, and before you know it, you’re matching her energy, trading sarcastic remarks and witty banter like you’ve known each other for years. She loves a friend who can keep up with her, and you’re the perfect balance,someone who knows when to go with the flow but also when to take charge and fix a problem when it arises.

★Your love for traveling is something that naturally draws Beidou to you. As the captain of the Crux, she’s constantly moving from place to place, and she would absolutely insist that you come along on her voyages. She’d show you the most breathtaking ocean views, teach you about different cultures, and let you experience the thrill of being out on the open sea. She’d take your passion for learning languages as a challenge, encouraging you to pick up the slang and dialects of the sailors she works with. And when you tell her about your love for photography, she’ll grin and say, “Good,because some of these sights deserve to be remembered forever.”

★Beidou would be the perfect person to hype you up when you’re singing. Whether you’re humming a quiet tune or putting on a full performance, she’ll be there, cheering you on with an arm slung around your shoulder. She might even challenge you to a friendly competition,who can come up with the best sea shanty? And if you ever doubt yourself, she’ll immediately shut that down with an affectionate whack on the back and a loud, “Hey, none of that. You’re amazing, and you’d better start believing it!”

★She’d also be fascinated by your creative side. Your love for cross-stitching, crocheting, and knitting would earn you her utmost respect,after all, sailors appreciate a good set of skills with a needle and thread. She’d joke about commissioning you to make custom Crux-themed plushies for her crew, but you’d know that deep down, she’s genuinely impressed. She loves that you have something that brings you peace, and she’d always make sure you have time to indulge in your hobbies, even during the busiest of ties.

★As for your gaming hobby? Beidou is absolutely the type to get super competitive. If it’s PvP, she’s all in, grinning as she tries to beat you at your own game. And if it’s something more relaxing, she’ll sit back with a drink in hand, watching you play and occasionally throwing out some (often unhelpful) advice. “Why didn’t you dodge that? C’mon, I thought you were good at this!” she teases, only to burst into laughter when you shove her playfully.

★Despite her rough-and-tumble exterior, Beidou is an incredibly loyal and protective friend. She’d notice when you’re feeling anxious in a crowd and would subtly position herself between you and the chaos, offering quiet reassurance without making a big deal out of it. She respects your independence but will always be there when you need a solid presence to ground you. And if anyone dares to mess with you, well,let’s just say that Beidou has a way of making people regret their choices.

★Your friendship with Beidou is full of adventure, laughter, and heartfelt moments. Whether you’re sailing the seas, belting out songs, or just sharing a quiet evening under the stars, there’s never a dull moment between the two of you. She may be a free spirit, but she always makes sure to come back to her most treasured friendships and you without a doubt are one of them.

English is not my first language so I'm sorry if there are any spelling mistakes!

[chivalrxse]

Adding new muses!

In Genshin Impact: Cyno & Arataki Itto

In Honkai Star Rail: Natasha, Ruan Mei & Dr. Ratio

Upcoming Starters & Pending Threads (my responses) under the cut!

Upcoming Starters

In Genshin Impact:

- Beidou & Haishan

- Beidou x Ningguang

- Cyno x Nilou

- Arataki Itto x Kujou Sara

- Thrain (Knight Capitano) x Prince Adonis

- Nahida & Natalia

- Aether & Xinyue (I'll be using a side blog for my Aether. It's multimuse and it contains anime/game protagonists!)

In Honkai Star Rail:

- Dr. Ratio x Calliope (I know I won't be the one to send the starter but-)

- Ruan Mei x Elizabeth Kramer

- Natasha x Leonard

- Stelle x Jacqueline (I'll be using a side blog for my Stelle. It's multimuse and it contains anime/game protagonists!)

- Robin x Boothill

Pending Threads (my responses)

In Genshin Impact:

- Xiao and Baizhu & Traveler (Lumi), Huashui and Qiang

- Xiao x Traveler (Lumi)

- Xiao & Huashui

- Baizhu & Mehar

- Xiaoverse (Traveler Lumi's Xiao & Traveler Aether's Xiao)

- Xiao & Xinyue

- Beidou x Keqing

- Mavuika & Kaidon Thel

- Venti & Dvalin

- Venti & Amos

- Nahida & Delta Veda

- Furina & Gustave

- Kaeya x Ginko

- Capitano x Adonis

In Honkai Star Rail:

- Acheron Vs Klara

- Sunday x Fugue

- Stelle x Firefly (I'll continue on my side blog when it's ready!)

- Stelle & Elise (I'll continue on my side blog when it's ready!)

- Robin & Eagle (I'll continue here!)

- Robin & Jade (I'll continue here!)

- Robin & Caelus (I'll continue here!)

- Boothill & Daichi (I'll continue here!)

Let me know if I missed anything!

[celestialodyssey]

independent, multi-muse hoyoverse rp blog, with a primary focus on genshin impact and honkai impact 3rd. semi-selective, low activity. written by luna (26, she/her).

current primary muses: furina de fontaine, bronya zaychik, aether, the tsaritsa.

read more for rules + other muses!

18+ only. i'm only comfortable rping with adults, though i won't have sexual content on this blog.

mutuals only. non-mutuals can interact, but i will only rp with mutuals. if you use a sideblog, please let me know!

no extensive formatting. i may use bold and italics, but i won't format more than that. i don't mind if you use formatting as long as i can still read the content of your replies.

no smut. i don't mind rping smut, but it won't be present in public. if we are roleplaying in private, you can ask if it can be included.

ship-friendly. i don't primarily roleplay for shipping, but i will ship if i like the pairing. however, i won't force ship and i am happy for my muses feelings to remain unrequited. i will not write pedophilic or incestuous ships.

multi-verse, multi-ship. unless otherwise stated, presume that every thread on this blog happens in its own universe. me shipping one character with multiple people does not mean that character is cheating.

crossover friendly. as long as i know the fandom, i'm happy to roleplay with non-hoyo muses. just check in with me first!

no bigotry. to a degree, i can handle bigotry ic. but out of character bigotry is an instant block. this includes ableism.

no drama. i'm here to roleplay, not argue with people. if you dislike me, just unfollow or block. please don't drag me into your arguments with other people.

dark content is fine. i don't use the term 'dead dove' (because i think it's a useless), but i'm fine with writing darker themes. that being said, all darker content will be tagged and your limits will always be respected.

basic roleplay etiquette. no godmodding or metagaming. don't rush or pester me for replies. show a basic grasp of your character.

these rules may be added to as time passes.

muses here are listed in alphabetical order. you can request to rp with any of them. if i didn't want to write them, they wouldn't be listed. if i have further information about my characterisation, there will be a link next to the character name; i'm trying to write info-sheets for every muse, but please bear with me as i get to them.

ships listed under a muse indicate my preferred ships for them, however, i am open to crack ships as well. please message me if you'd like to ship!

a slash indicates a romantic ship. an ampersand indicates a non-romantic dynamic (i.e., familial, platonic, etc.). if you don't view a dynamic as romantic while i do, that's okay! i'm happy to write it as purely platonic, too!

✦ aether (traveller) ✧ aether/xiao , aether/venti , aether/citlali , aether & nahida , aether & lumine. ✦ bronya zaychik ✧ bronya/seele , bronya & kiana , bronya & mei , bronya & welt. ✦ egeria ✧ egeria/rukkhadevata , egeria & focalors. ✦ firefly ✧ firefly/trailblazer , firefly/silver wolf , firefly & kafka. ✦ focalors ✧ focalors/neuvillette , focalors & egeria , focalors & furina. ✦ fu hua ✧ fu hua & kiana , fu hua/elysia , fu hua & kevin. ✦ furina de fontaine ✧ furina/neuvillette , furina/mavuika , furina/arlecchino , furina & clorinde. ✦ guizhong ✧ guizhong/zhongli , guizhong/xianyun. ✦ kallen kaslana ✧ kallen/sakura , kallen & otto. ✦ kujou sara ✧ sara/ei , sara/itto , sara/yae. ✦ lynette ✧ lynette & alrecchino , lynette & lyney , lynette & freminet. ✦ lumine (abyss) ✧ lumine/dainsleif , lumine & aether. ✦ nahida ✧ nahida & aether , nahida & wanderer. ✦ ningguang ✧ ningguang/yelan , ningguang/beidou. ✦ rukkhadevata ✧ rukkhadevata/egeria , rukkhadevata/deshret , rukkhadevata/nabu malikata. ✦ the tsaritsa ✧ tsaritsa/venti.

dynamics that aren't listed are also more than okay, just hit me up!

you made it! now for a bit of information about me.

i go by luna and i'm 26 years old. i use she/her pronouns and am a designated lesbian. i'm sure my muse list made that very hard to work out. i live in the uk, so i'm in the gmt timezone and put 'u's into my words.

i'm multiply disabled and unable to work due to disability. roleplay is my primary hobby, but i still have an unpredictable schedule due to my disabilities, so patience is greatly appreciated!

i have a puppy that i'm training to work as an assistance dog and i love her. if we're friends i will pay you in puppy pics.