#Argenti Drabble

[trailblazethegalaxy]

Space Patisserie ~ *Argenti*

Summary: Argenti is on the hunt for the perfect baguette in the galaxy. It isn't until he stumbles upon your little bakery that he finds exactly what he's looking for... plus more...

Pairing: Argenti X G/N!Reader

Genre: Fluffy Drabble

Word Count: 710

Warning: A little OOC? IDK this is my first time writing for him and I feel I got his character wrong...

Masterlist

In Argenti's mind, it's very hard to find a good baguette in the galaxy. His usual bakery had been out of business for the past five years and he hadn't been able to find another that could replicate the taste since. So you can imagine his surprise when he found a little patisserie in practically the middle of nowhere while his ship was getting serviced.

As his spaceship got looked at, he decided to spend some time in the patisserie. It was elegantly decorated in beautiful pastels. The inside smelled heavenly. An assortment of cakes, pies, and other baked goods were exquisitely displayed in the large display cabinet that spanned the length of the shop. Everything looked too beautiful to eat. Argenti couldn't help but smile. He had a good feeling about this place. Perhaps this will be the place that replaces his bakery that shutdown so long ago.

As he perused the assortment of delicacies, he failed to see the baker of the shop slip out of the kitchen to restock. She jolted a little at the sight of him before smiling.

"Hello sir. Welcome to Patisserie Galaxie. Can I interest you in any of our fine selection of baked goods today?"

Argenti glanced up at her and froze for a split second. Despite the streak of flour on her cheek and the dusting in her hair, she looked absolutely exquisite. With her pastel pink uniform, she looked as lovely as the baked treats she made. And she seemed just as sweet.

"You wouldn't happen to make baguettes, would you?" He asked. Patisseries weren't usually known for having bread products. But perhaps this place would be the exception.

She pursed her lips before giving a small nod. "We do, but let me make sure I have some left in stock. Bread goes fast around here considering it lasts longer on ships."

He can't help but chuckle and nod. "You are correct. But perhaps I'll snag a sweet treat on my way out."

She flashes him a sweet smile and he can feel his heart flutter beneath all of his armor. She truly was like all the sweet delicacies she crafted. He couldn't help but become instantly charmed by her. She was a true delight.

Eventually she returned with two baguettes all wrapped up. "You're in luck. I have a few loaves left over from this morning. They should still be fresh. If you'd like, I can throw some of our fruit spreads in, free of charge."

"Oh no, I couldn't. If I'm going to take something from you, I'm going to pay for it." He explained. He then glanced down at the display cases. "But I was wondering, do you have a suggestion as to what a person like me should take as a sweet treat?"

"Let me think." She mumbled under your breath. She looked through all of the treats she made throughout the day, trying to select the perfect one. 

As she explained certain creations to him, Argenti tried to pay attention. However he found himself increasingly drawn to her eyes and her lips. She was a walking vision and she was so eloquent in her speaking. How could he not be attracted to such beauty?

"But I think, out of everything I make here, I think this one will strike your fancy." She pulled out an apple tart, about the size of a small lunch plate. All of the apple slices were arranged to look like a rose. It was perfect.

He nodded. "Yes, I'll take it. Thank you."

She beckoned him to the cash register before she bagged and calculated all of his purchases. When she was done and he had paid the correct amount of credits, plus a little extra as a tip, she bid him goodbye.

"I'll be sure to visit again soon." He assured her.

She flashed another one of her bright smiles, and it felt like he was about to develop a cavity from her sugary sweetness. "I look forward to your next visit, sir."

"Argenti, please."

She nodded. "Yes, of course, Argenti."

He swears he could've died hearing her say his name. "Until we meet again, my dear."

"Good luck and don't stay away too long."

"Wouldn't dream of it."

[anantaru]

hii <3 do you think that dr ratio or argenti would be into eating you out? like argenti just being so sweet abt it, he’s such a cutiee. and dr ratio doing it like he claims you or smth. idkk they could be anything but i’m interested if these two boys would be into thatt. ( ps your writing is so good… i love it sm 🙏🏻🙏🏻🫶🏻)

including. dr ratio, argenti

cw. oral (fem! receiving), petnames used: doll, angel, fem! reader

— ꒰ VERITAS RATIO ꒱ + rough & sloppy

veritas cannot lie to himself but he finds it adorable how you cannot mutter out a single word right now, and the only thing you were still capable of doing was holding your thighs apart so he could fit his head in between and fill your tummy with consistent pleasure.

"you don't want to show me how you feel, doll?" he utters in that unbearably arrogant tone he adored to use on you whenever he proved you wrong as you shake your head, your sticky cream coating his chin, "hmm... well, i'll just force it out of you then, don't you think that's fair?" a refined mewl spills from you when he licks at your folds again, never breaking the eye contact and not caring if you'd end up making a mess of his entire face with your sweet liquids.

and the way his tongue vibrates on your pussy was turning you head over heels for the man, the coarse laps of his tongue full of affection that your toes curl at each lick, and he only gets rougher with proactive drags of his tongue rolling over your hole and collecting everything you give him.

by now, your core has been drenched by a mixture of your slick and his spit, and your legs shake when he kneads the skin on your thighs as to simultaneously comfort you and hold you deep against his greedy face.

one more, just to taste you once more, and you're finally showing him what he does to you, your labored breathing exhaling with the rapid thumping of your heart as your thighs clench around him to ride his face, his enthralling eyes looking more graceful and dark with no mercy reflecting off of them.

you lift yourself onto your elbows to get a better view of the mess on your lower area, watching him closely as the sensation of his mouth made you lose your mind.

your fingers move swift as to reach down and twist into his soft hair, holding him tightly into your cunt when he flips his tongue left and right, his breath hitting your pussy with every exhale— your folds were just so hot, so wet, and squishy that he needs to suckle on them before filling you with his cum later.

— ꒰ ARGENTI ꒱ + attentive & fast

oh, you sure as hell are starting to see stars when argenti suckles on your folds, with his nose dragging into your cunt the more he forces his head in between your thighs— but you're unable to meet his gaze and it saddens him, despite the fact that it felt so deliciously good, doesn't it?

"argenti.." you moan his name just above a whisper of your labored breathing, your lower lip trembling at how dirty it felt to have him lap around your cunt like a mad man, his hands continuously feeling you up when you arch your back into his mouth.

"yes, angel?" his eyes flicker up with lust, "enjoying yourself for me?"

argenti receives no response, at least not a verbal one, instead you hum dazedly as your eyes flutter shut when his nose rolls between the flesh that protected the little pearl on your cunt, your swollen pussy aching to feel more of the friction it so desperately desires.

"such a good girl," he groans into your pussy, lowering one hand from your thigh to your hole as he gently pushes into it before curling deep to scissor your cunt. fuck, argenti simply cannot tear his eyes off you.

you're just so impossibly perfect to him, and he treats you like an ancient treasure whenever he received the gift of going down on you.

you repeatedly whisper his name imbedded in praises as you left it to your crumbling voice to find his ears— and argenti wasn't sure on who, out of the two of you, would break under the pressure first.

because listen closely now, your pussy was like none he has ever tasted before and he hopes you know it by the way he circles the tip of his pink muscle so precisely into you.

you turned him achingly hard, his tongue pressing upwards and back only to lap slightly faster, ugh, he swears that every time you chant his name or tremble your legs around his head he can feel his cock throb in his pants, pushing harder and harder against his boxers.

©2023 anantaru do not repost, copy, translate, modify

[suiana]

✎ yandere! argenti headcanons . . .

✎ warnings . . .

― obsessiveness, delusion, slight possessiveness?, kidnapping?? etc.

(gn! reader x male yandere! character)

✎ yandere! argenti who met you once and instantly fell for you. his heart racing, cheeks flushed... why does he feel that way? ah! it must be because you're so beautiful that's why! what a majestic human being you are! pov you were ugly crying because you lost your 5050😜😂

✎ yandere! argenti who just follows you around now. yeah sure he needs to search for his aeon but surely this is more important right? like, his aeon would definitely want him to be with this beautiful and majestic human being! it's no biggie, he can just search for his aeon later. there's plenty of time.

✎ yandere! argenti who most definitely sees you as the most beautiful person in the whole universe. like it doesn't even matter if you believe it or not, he will and most definitely view you as some sort of deity because of your beauty. like, he's gonna be rizzing you 24/7 now. bro saw that damned house plant as beautiful you cant convince him otherwise💀

✎ yandere! argenti who might even start seeing you as his aeon of beauty?? it'll be even worse if you played into his silly talks about how he sees you as beautiful and whatnot. that'll backfire HORRIBLY on you dawg 💀💀

✎ yandere! argenti who now wholeheartedly believes that you and him are destined to be. that's right! you must've been his aeon, the whole reason he does things! that's why he fell for you in the first place, right? and that's why you're so beautiful too! you're his aeon of beauty after all... which is why... he's decided that he will not go anywhere without you anymore.

✎ yandere! argenti who really really wants to introduce you to the other knights of beauty but there's something in him that tells him not to. he doesn't understand why, you're surely the aeon that they're searching for! he should introduce you! but no, there's a disgusting part in him that only wants you for himself. all. for. him. he can be a little selfish now and then, can't he? especially since you belong to him now!

✎ yandere! argenti who takes you away with him now. yeah he's found his aeon but settling down seems a little boring, doesn't it? so he'll take you exploring theoughout the universe! don't worry, he's a knight. he'll protect you :) eh? what do you mean you have friends and family??? he's the only one you need, silly!

✎ yandere! argenti who also does your skincare and stuff. bro is gorgeous and has the most luscious hair, of course he'll doll you up too! you guys can be pretty together 💗💗

✎ "my beloved rose, you are simply the most beautiful person I've ever laid my eyes on."

[jyuansgf]

nsfw content ahead. minors dni.

– how would they react if you ask them to be rough on you as much as they possibly can during sex? with jing yuan, gepard, argenti. + aftercare. cw: rough fucking, overstim, fingering. a bit of fluff on the aftercare. not proofread.

notes: thanks to my friend for terrorising me into doing this /j ^___^ jokes aside, i had fun writing this!! i didn't want to make this too long so i tried my best.. also my rules, tags everything about my blog is up on my pinned. make sure to read them byf please!! if this one actually gets attention more than i intended it to be, i'll make a part two and a genshin one ;___; 

jing yuan — 

i think jing yuan wouldn’t react any differently when you ask him to be rough on you. jing yuan has always been gentle with you ever since you two started dating—jing yuan can be either a gentleman in bed or.. just fuck your brains out? he’s actually anything you can ask for. he prioritises your pleasure and your comfort more than anything else. you want him to fuck you senseless? sure, you want some intense fucking? go for it, you want some gentle fucking as he whispers some sweet praises right next to your ear? or maybe both—he’s just the perfect man for anything. if you want him to bury your head on the pillows as he pulls on your hair and pounds you from behind, he’ll do it, only if you want him to. although he can’t deny the fact that he likes to see you fall apart on his cock, fucking you rough as possible while his fingers are buried deep inside you. as long as he can make you cum before he does, he’s happy. 

after care with jing yuan is one of the things that you two can always look forward to after having your brains fucked out—and trust me, that isn’t the only thing he’s good at. if he’s that good in bed, he’s definitely more than that when it’s after care. first thing he would ask you if there’s anything that hurts or did he go too far on you, he would even prepare a bath for the both of you (no fucking again, he says) and prepare some sweets or your comfort food after your intimate moment with him. ask him to give you a massage or tell you a random story about his childhood then he shall deliver! or if you just want to lay down on bed, he’ll make sure to clean you up if you fall asleep. he just wants the best for you, and he would be willing to give you more. make sure to thank him, the only thing he’ll ask for you is your love and embrace that he can always come home to.

gepard —

i think he would be a bit taken aback by your request, not that he doesn’t want to do it but he’s got some hesitation in him if he can go that far for you. he would be the type to ask you to show him how you want this to happen or set any boundaries, he thinks you’re someone who should be deeply taken care of in bed and he didn’t even think of this doing this with you at all, he does not want to hurt you. but he’s definitely willing to give it to you if you explain to him that this is not going to hurt you in the least.. it is your request after all. rough sex with gepard would definitely start with lots of foreplay, he’ll hesitate but once he gets the hang of it soon enough you’ll also be fucked dumb on the sheets, and he thinks that awakened something in him.. he doesn’t know that you’re the type to like this nor himself. he would often ask you if you can still take more or if you want him to stop, all his pent up frustrations or stress as a captain of belobog guards will all be poured into you that’ll leave you like a panting mess under him. don’t get him wrong though, he prioritises your release more than his, but forgive him if he accidentally cums inside you again and again.. poor guy can’t help himself at all.

after care with gepard would be a 50/50 situation for the both of you, give him time to recollect himself after because he thinks he’s not able to recover after that.. because of how good it felt. he’ll shower you with kisses and praises immediately after and would ask you questions if he did good or if it’s what you asked for. if you assure him that he did not hurt you at all, that’s the only thing he needs to hear. stay for a little chat with him in bed as you both calm down from it, he would start preparing a bath for you two as he changes the bedsheets, a little subtle kisses before going to sleep is how you two would end the night. he would really do anything for you, if you wanted him to. totally thinks he would be up to doing it again some other time. don’t tease him about it though. he’ll blush a bit if you knew how much he liked it, just a bit, he says.

argenti — 

one of the best gentlemen out there, who just aims to make you feel good no matter what. just like jing yuan, i don’t think he’ll mind it. as for someone who just wants to worship your precious body. but of course he would ask you first if you’re sure about doing it, and if you give him a sign that it’s okay, he doesn’t even hesitate on doing so. he’ll be the type to go slow on you at first, tease you until you’re ready to take him inside your warm cunny. then, the next moment you knew, he’s fucking you in such vigorous pace, would make you suck on his fingers as his lips traces over your body, and if he takes you from behind–he would even wrap his hands around your neck just to take a good look at your pretty messy face, he’ll still kiss your tears away even though he’s ramming inside your sopping wet pussy, he’ll switch by using his fingers, cock or his mouth just to overstimulate you. degrading words would definitely come out of his mouth but he does it in his own unique way (if you know, you know). he will definitely tease you but worry not, you don’t even remember how many times he had made you cum already.

aftercare with argenti? my love, you’re in for a treat. i’m sure we all know this man praises everything he sees, but when it comes to you as if he doesn’t run out of words. your afterglow with him would be definitely something, immediately would cradle you in his arm after making your legs tremble from overstimulation, he would press kisses all over your body and not a single spot would be missed. he would even press a chaste kiss on your clit after he cleaned you up, telling you were such a good girl for taking him or any words of praise that he could think of. the bath was already set up even before the two of you started, some bath bombs, scented candles, and petals scattered all over the floor. he’ll bring you some water or any snacks you prefer as he helps you clean up and after the two of you settles in bed, it would always ends with giggles and topics that the both of you share.. and of course, he doesn’t forget to praise you all over again, may he forgive you for falling asleep as he talks about how your body makes him feel good and how ethereal you are. it’s his way of making you fall asleep after all. 

[rin-fukuroi]

Could I request Argenti getting overstimulated by his s/o and turned into a whimpering, sobbing mess via pegging?

Hi! (^０^)ノ

I wanted to write this earlier, but decided that this sketch would be the best snack in front of his banner~

𝐈𝐦𝐦𝐚 𝐤𝐞𝐞𝐩 𝐨𝐧 𝐟𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐲𝐨𝐮 [𝐀𝐫𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐢]

Please do not translate or publish my works without my permission.

The originals of my works can be read here

Fandom: Honkai: Star Rail

Pairings: sub!Argenti x dom!fem!reader

Warnings: NSFW, overstimulation, oral sex, pegging.

▶• ılıılıılıılıılıılı. Facading — Freefalling

Note: English is not my native language, so I apologize if there are errors in the text qq

I wish everyone good luck on his banner! Let the beautiful knight with a bouquet of fresh roses fly to all who are waiting for him! (｡•̀ᴗ-)✧ And, God, I think this song is just perfect for Argenti. This voice reminds me of him.

Luxurious curly scarlet strands stuck to the forehead of the poor Knight, barely restraining himself from going crazy from the heat spreading under his porcelain skin. You are so cruel, plunging his trembling cock deep into the warmth of your mouth over and over again, making the man feel like he is teetering precariously on the verge of a blissful orgasm, but each time you pull him back, not allowing him to step into the desired abyss. Your fingers slide over the heated skin of Argenti's thighs, only intensifying the almost unbearable pleasure that turns the noble knight into a whimpering boy begging you to let him cum.

— Not yet, — tiny beads of tears can be seen in the corners of clouded emerald eyes when you shamelessly take his cock out of your divine mouth again at the moment when Argenti's hips trembled again in your hands, signaling that he was about to cum, which you did not want at all. — Let's do it again, huh? I know you can handle it.

Your smug face blurs before the Knight's eyes as he struggles to hold back tears, desperately biting his lower lip.

— Y/N… My Lady, I beg you… I can't take it anymore, — the man's velvety voice trembles as he whispers huskily, covering his flushed face with his palm and looking away, too embarrassed that you see him in such a mess.

— Well, well, isn't lying against the Knight's code of honor? — you tease, gently sliding your palm up and down the throbbing hard flesh of Argenti's almost painfully aroused cock, playfully running your tongue over the urethra, salty from pre-ejaculate.

The long, elegant fingers of the Knight's free hand are desperately clutching the sheets. The muscles of his prominent abs and muscular forearms are so delightfully tense under the onslaught of waves of pleasure that you let through his body, slowly sinking the pulsating flesh of Argenti's dick deep into the walls of your throat, perfectly contracting around his impressive girth. By now, the Knight has managed to lose all sense of self-esteem, now breaking down into pathetic moans whenever the knot at the bottom of his stomach inevitably trembled from your touch. Those obscene dirty sounds that your soft lips make, sliding up and down the hard flesh as you suck in your cheeks, squeezing even tighter around poor Argenti's cock, only drive him even more crazy. How much longer are you going to keep doing this? Maybe this time you'll finally let him come? He would like to say that he has already lost hope, but for some reason, every time the Knight feels another wave rolling over his trembling body, foreshadowing perhaps the most vivid orgasm in his life, it seems to him that now… now he will be able to cross the line, he will be able to dissolve into pure bliss…

But you still take away from him everything he so passionately desires, thrusting his cock out of your mouth again with a sinful squelching sound. You grin, feeling Argenti's hips squeeze on either side of your shoulders, and watching his perfect body squirm while the men whimper, burying their faces deeper into the pillow, not daring to meet your gaze.

— You did so well for me, Argenti, — you straighten up, climbing onto the man's lap and gently running your palms over his heaving, tense chest.

The poor Knight sobs, hesitantly removing his hand from his face to finally look at you again when you get up from his legs, slowly tightening the straps on your hips. The man's turquoise eyes widen in amazement when he notices a menacingly large dildo between your legs spread on both sides of his knees, while you reach for a small tube of lubricant standing on the bedside table.

— Y/N… I'm not sure.…

— Hush, — you calm the nervously swallowing Argenti. His bleary, red-rimmed eyes watch warily as the viscous transparent liquid slowly drips onto the black silicone toy. Your tiny palm gently slides along the length of the toy cock, distributing the lubricant, and you tilt your head to one side, grinning at the funny reaction of the confused man under you. — You want to cum, don't you?

The Knight's hips shudder when he feels the cool, wet tip of your toy pressing insistently against his ass.

— I'll be gentle, I promise. You believe me, don't you? — the fingertips of your free hand gently touch Argenti's lower abdomen, sending goosebumps up his spine, and a languid sigh escapes from the man's throat as he nods hesitantly, still slightly scared by the thought that all this will end up inside him. — Good boy.

You feel the muscles of the man's thighs contract under your palm, sliding down to grasp the elastic flesh of his leg, while you slowly, carefully sink inside inch by inch, carefully watching how Argenti's eyebrows frown, how his snow-white teeth bite into his soft lower lip, and emerald eyes shine from the newly turning tears in the soft dim light. He's so beautiful when he's teetering precariously between fear and anticipation, feeling his walls instinctively shrink and inevitably stretch around a slippery toy that fills his insides so easily that you can barely restrain yourself from making a sharp push. Ah, you sure that the sounds that you could pluck from his lips with such a careless movement would be no less excellent than the languid sighs that now fill your bedroom.

However, no matter how cruel you were tonight, you wanted to enjoy a little more the charming sight of your artificial cock slowly disappearing, sinking further into the tight walls without a minute of dishonored Knight.

As soon as your hips finally press against the elastic flesh of Argenti's buttocks, the man's back arches so gracefully, and his dick shudders, pressed against the bottom of his stomach, that you can not restrain a smug laugh, clasping the Knight's second thigh with your now free palm. His heels are pressing so desperately into your coccyx, while Argenti unconsciously tries to just hold you for a moment like this, wrapping his trembling legs around your waist.

— Ho—oh, if you want, I can leave this thing in you for at least the whole day, — you tease the flushed Argenti, breathing heavily out of his lungs.

— N-no! I'm sorry, My Lady…

— Good… Good boy, Argenti, — you say affectionately, slowly slipping your toy out of his tight insides only to fill him again just as painfully languidly.

The hard, swollen flesh shudders relentlessly on the man's stomach every time your hips meet his ass more and more insistently. You're slow, which makes Argenti even more of a mess. His long shiny strands of hair are so beautifully scattered on the soft pillows, as if your bed is covered with scarlet rose petals, his porcelain skin glistens slightly from tiny drops of sweat that inevitably flow down the relief of his torso, the muscles of which look even more impressive when strained under the pressure of crushing pleasure. Argenti is truly beautiful at every moment of his life, whenever your gaze falls on his divine figure, but now you feel as if you have created a real masterpiece.

— Why don't you help yourself down there? I don't mind, — you smile softly, noticing how the heavy eyelids of a man lost in bliss open slightly, and you are greeted by a sparkling look of hope from magnificent emerald eyes. — Although I'll never get tired of just fucking you like this, but my loyal Knight deserves a reward, doesn't he?

Argenti exhales, hesitantly letting go of the crumpled sheet before moving his hand to his needy cock.

Although your touch always feels much more pleasant, in the state in which Argenti is now, even touching your own hand becomes akin to the salvation that you graciously granted him. Long fingers wrap around the swollen base of his aching cock, and a groan of relief escapes from the Knight's chest as his head falls back, burrowing deeper into the soft pillow.

You lean over Argenti, now letting go of his trembling legs so that you can rest one hand on the soft mattress and stretch the other out to his beautiful face. The knight flinches when he feels the tips of your little fingers touching his lower lip, insistently slipping into his slightly open mouth. From this angle, your toy seems to penetrate the man lost in pleasure even deeper, forcing his tongue to stick out to meet your two fingers gently pressing on the slippery muscle.

— How beautiful… — you exhale heavily, looking at how Argenti's wet eyelashes tremble while he tries not to close his eyes. — It's a pity you can't see yourself now, a Knight of Beauty like no one else would appreciate the magnificent view that appears before my eyes.

The man's feet slide weakly off your belt, landing on the soft bed, while his hand desperately tightens his cock, dripping with pre-ejaculate, sliding up and down in time with your careless thrusts. Blissful impulses of pleasure drive poor Argenti crazy when he feels himself teetering on the edge again, breaking into sobs and stifled moans from your fingers continuing to press on his tongue. Viscous drops of saliva run down your phalanges and his chin. Argenti looks so pathetic, but so indescribably beautiful that you want to see more.

You want to see how his lovely flushed face, decorated with beads of tears, will distort when he finally gets what he wants.

— Cum for me, Argenti…

Your voice sounds so far away, buried under the frantic pulsations of Argenti's heart in his ears and your own moans bouncing off the walls of your bedroom, but even the sound of him saying his name softly was enough to make his chest press against yours when the Knight's hips came off the rumpled sheets again. Argenti has never felt his orgasm so vividly. It was like a bubble that had been storing up all the pleasure that you had been giving the poor Knight for hours, finally overflowed and burst, spreading blissful waves through every nerve in his body. You instantly pull your fingers out of his mouth, instead occupying his tongue and lips with a greedy kiss in which you swallow every pitiful sound that escapes from his throat. Your artificial cock slides into Argenti's contracting insides and perfect harmony in his own convulsive movements of his hand, desperately caressing a trembling dick while sticky drops of sperm spray over his tense stomach and thin fingers.

What did you do to him? Argenti has never felt so alive, so free and happy as at this very moment, while he could just go limp under your overhanging figure, basking in the blissful vibrations spreading under his skin.

And while you were enjoying the delightful masterpiece created by your hands, pulling away from the Knight's face.

Sparkling emerald eyes rolled under heavy eyelids, a few unruly curly strands stuck to Argenti's perfect relaxed face, his hands flopped down exhausted on the mattress, and his collarbones protrude so magnificently under thin pale skin when a man tries to catch his breath. It seemed like you completely lost him for a few moments, finally stopping your movements and just continuing to stay inside the Knight as he slowly returns to reality.

You carefully leave his ass, hastily unbuckling the straps and throwing the no longer needed toy aside before clinging to his lower abdomen, collecting with your tongue every viscous drop of his sperm splashed over the heated skin. His muscles flex reflexively at the sudden touch, and Argenti finally lazily opens his long eyelashes, meeting your narrowed, satisfied gaze as you pull away from his body, licking your lips with satisfaction.

— Even your taste is so perfect, — you reach out to brush the damp strands from his forehead, and smile softly, looking into the devoted turquoise eyes of the man below you.

Argenti looks away sheepishly before giving you a gentle smile. Although he gets indescribable pleasure showering you with all his boundless love, perhaps next time he won't say a word against it when you express a desire to play with his body again…

[kaevehara]

The Definition of Beauty (Argenti x Reader)

"You are still the epitome of beauty itself even as you lay still and asleep."

A/N: I am warning you. This is a Hurt/No Comfort fic.

Argenti, of the Knights of Beauty, truly encapsulated the very beauty he praised with his words alone. He never failed to compliment you for simply being you — even if you thought otherwise.

You thought yourself decent; an average person with an average appearance and an average life. Never did you expect that you could hold so much beauty in the eyes of someone so ethereal, much less be the object of his affection — should you feel embarrassed or honored at the thought of being acknowledged by a Knight of Beauty himself?

Honeyed words spewed from his lips, painting your cheeks almost the same shade as his crimson locks.

"You are akin to the first flower that blossoms after a harsh winter."

"Your smile alone puts the stars to envy, thus igniting the flares of their jealousy for they pale in comparison to your radiance."

And, by far, his favorite one — when you two are within each other's warm embrace as you welcome the first rays of dawn. "You are still the epitome of beauty itself even as you lay still and asleep."

You never knew why it was his favorite compliment nor did you ask him about it, choosing to simply live in the moment and to bask in his abundant love.

Argenti touched past your exterior and into your heart, cradling it gently within his palms. For how could someone not fall for a man like Argenti? Truly, you were lucky.

...

Unfortunately, it was and still is a universal truth that beauty is transient. In the eyes of people, beauty fades so long as you succumb to the inevitable fate of aging. Childhood wonders no longer feel the same, wrinkles and blemishes mar faces once pristine, and even a love so great and pure pales in the face of time's absolute passage.

"My fate is to cross the stars alone." Argenti gazes at you, still oh-so-tenderly albeit filled with bridled longing. And yet, he still planned on leaving you in pursuit of true beauty — Idrila herself.

Of course. For how could you hold a candle to Idrila? Argenti may have showered you in endless words of praise, but she is the Aeon of Beauty itself. You will succumb to the inevitable fate of aging, and perhaps by then, Argenti will have found the beauty that he seeks — for time flowed differently in space.

And that was exactly what happened. You live out the rest of your average life alone, still looking for the same warmth he radiated in every person you came across. But no one could compare to Argenti. For he made even the most simplest of words sound beauteous when uttered by his voice of compliments to you, he made a life once so average turn into a wondrous adventure worth exploring.

Only, that made his departure much more painful when even the slightest hue of red reminded you of him and the warmth that you once held within your embrace. Yes, you were indeed the first flower that blossomed after a harsh winter, the lone figure that stood amid a cold and solitary life. By the time a second flower blooms — in the fragile hope that it'd be Argenti, you would have long wilted.

But if anything, he embodied the stars he claimed were inferior to your radiance — shining ever-so-brightly in your life, yet forever out of reach.

You were replaceable, but he wasn't.

...

Three years passed, and Argenti's long and arduous journey has reached its end as he gazes at Idrila.

Only, Idrila looked like...

You.

It is said that the Aeon of Beauty appears as the most beautiful person to the eyes of the beholder, thus making her semblance subjective to every person who sees her. It was only then that Argenti realized. He may have started his journey with the purpose of finding Idrila, but in truth — he wanted you to be the reason for it all. Idrila may have been whom he sought for in the beginning, but he wanted to end his journey with you.

He wanted you to be his closure, his fated reason for journeying the cosmos, his definition of beauty that he painstakingly searched for.

Thus, Argenti now shifted his journey into finding you once again — praying to Idrila in hopes that the threads of fate will lead him back to you once again. Maybe then, he'll be able to shower you once more in compliments that pale in comparison to the very beauty you embodied.

Because to Argenti, you were beauty itself. Perhaps this was what he was meant to realize from the very beginning.

As he traveled aboard his ship and back to the planet that he left you in, he hoped to see your warm smile once more, to bask in your warmth that provided respite from his arduous search. His heart swelled with anticipation. This time, this time — he'll tell you that the most meaningful beauty in the entire universe is you and you alone.

...

Argenti is finally able to see you again. You were as beautiful as ever, he longed to be gazed upon by your radiant eyes, to behold the melodious tone of your voice, and to bask in the beauty you held.

Only, you laid still in your very deathbed — taken by the cruel passage of time much like all the beauty in life. Only three years has passed for him due to the warping of time in space, but an entire lifetime had passed for you.

How many years did you spend waiting for him, he wonders? How many nights did you long for his company only for him not to be there? It was then that Argenti realized that this guilt will far surpass the transience of beauty, one that will haunt him for the rest of his life. For regret is far more impervious than the fragility of beauty.

Argenti walked over to your stilled form, beholding your beauty one last time. And as he laid a gentle kiss upon your brow, he thinks —

You are still the epitome of beauty even as you lay still. Only, he wishes you were just asleep.

[cloudluvrrr]

Boothill Drabble

— wrote this on my notes awhile ago

Say yes to heaven - Lana del Rey

-

Boothill sat in the plush grass with a piece of wheat between his teeth watching, as his daughter stumbled around the front yard carefully collecting dandelions. He had a small smile on his face watching the little one as he closed his eyes feeling the breeze in his hair, giggling as he scooped up the little girl nuzzling her chubby cheek “Gotcha you little monster!”. “Let’s get you to your mama baby”. He whispered as the girl giggled in his arms.

‘I loved that day. I just wish it wasn’t our last’

Is what he thought as he held a small photograph between his fingers. As he laid in a rickety bed, in a cheap motel in a random planet.

- how did i end up gating keeping this Drabble yall 😔😔😔 lowkey fire i love boothil angst guys 😍

Comment like a subscribe yall im slep 💔

[batsvnte]

𝐁𝐀𝐑𝐄𝐃 𝐓𝐄𝐄𝐓𝐇 𝐈𝐍 𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐘 𝐒𝐌𝐈𝐋𝐄 — Argenti loved every aspect of you. He would be over exaggerating anytime he wasn’t able to see your face at any hour of the day. Gracefully stepping over to you the moment you even stepped foot into the room. Whispering compliments to you as he brings your hand up from your side, pressing light kisses onto the back of your hand.

His favorite aspect of you was your smile. The light in your eyes shining brighter when the corner of your lips tugged upwards to form that loving smile. He was quick to notice a little action that he was always searching for. Your hand tended to cover your face as you smiled and laughed. Turning away from the peering eyes of friends around. He would find himself leaning to the side to see why you were doing that.

That day he caught you off guard. The small dimples that graced your face had him gazing at you more than before. His hand gently grazing your face, which led you to become flustered as he leaned forward once more. Kissing you multiple times on the cheek, the room being filled with your soft laughter that was music to his ears.

He would be more than happy to see you smile. It would make his day to see it. Your happiness was important to him. Argenti would devote his lifetime to make sure you were safe and happy within his arms.

[xi-chan]

argenti, who smiles lovingly at your sleepy figure after knowing you worked day, even after he tried to persuade you to take a break. Your hair was all over the place- messy even, but he didn‘t care. No matter when he saw you, be it in the morning, during one of your daily strolls, at one of your oh-so-often dates or even when you arrive home with bags under your eyes and frizzly hair- you were always a beauty to him. He kissed you softly on the forehead and thought about all the beautiful and romantic ways he could, once again, gift you the most beautiful rose in the universe.

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a/n: UGHHH THIS MAAAAN HE‘S SO AHHHH

[azen13]

CW: Yandere Themes Ok HEAR ME OUT: Yandere!Argenti x Avgin!Reader who survived all the turmoil on Sigonia and sought refuge on a planet in a different star system; even though you've escaped Sigonia it isn't easy scraping a living, especially for someone like you with nothing to their name. One day, Argenti arrives to your new home planet, preaching the good word of Idrila as he does, when he sees you. Instantly he's transfixed by your beauty, but can clearly see how malnourished and unhealthy you are. So, he offers you warm meals and eventually even a place to sleep in his spaceship, the One and Only. Over the course of several months (the longest he's stayed on one planet before), you and Argenti slowly grow closer, until he invites you to accompany him across the cosmos. He doesn't say it, but he hopes you accept. He remembers seeing your hypnotic, polychromatic eyes glazed over by hunger and fatigue, and wishes to care for you and love you. There are already traces of love between you and him, lingering glances and hands brushed against one another, like rosebuds ready to bloom. When you do accept, he feels like he might faint from relief and jubilance. Now, he can protect your beauty from all the cruelties of the universe.

⋆⁺₊⋆ ☾⋆⁺₊⋆

Argenti always falls asleep after you.

It’s a force of habit. He enjoys observing you when you are at your most vulnerable. You are whole universes contained in a single body. He is an astronomer, gazing up into your heavens, charting courses and constellations in the stars of your soul.

His knuckles brush against the curve of your face, tracing celestial paths across your skin. You stir. Argenti draws his hand away before he accidentally awakens you.

A tender smile falls on Argenti’s face. You make him feel like a rose: completely defenseless at the sight of your elegance. Every time he looks into your eyes he is transported into prismatic galaxies, falling through stardust and shooting across comets. 

For a moment, his face falls as he gazes at your peaceful expression. From the little he knows about Sigonia, and from what you have told him about your past, life has certainly been cruel to you. But in every facet and mirror of your body and soul, your magnificence could inflict even the most loyal Knight of Beauty with the sin of heresy.

Argenti swore to protect all beauty within the universe; so, he will vow with the utmost honesty to protect your ethereality by shielding you from this universe’s cruelties. He will shout these proclamations from mountain peaks to ocean shores. Never again will you live in torment and isolation.  

Argenti will always protect you–his love–forever.

[xavviquz]

small drabble nothing bigg ANGST

wrote this at 12 forgive me for the mistakes, i wont proof read any of this ssoooo… also ended up being my first post from haitus lol

‘i love you.’ he wrote. the meanings of his words bleeding on those pages as he wrote with so much intent and passion. none that he could ever hold.

“so so much, my darling. i wish i could’ve been there for the very birth of our child.” blood stained the pages as he wrote rushed. so rushed people would have to decode his handwriting of what he was saying. “i love you and our child.”

chunks of the ground flew into the air, yelling filling his ears as one of his friends knocked on his helmet to stop writing and fire. it was clear where this was going but he wasnt just gonna leave you with no note to say his goodbyes. not without any closure at all. he wouldnt do that to you. no, not ever. war cries and explosions filled his ears while his thoughts remaind on your voice. so nuturing, so sweet.

“i hope in your heart, you forgive my last words,“ gunshots filled the air while he got blown back, blood filling his lungs quickly. but that didnt stop him. not one second. “but just know, my last breaths was for you.”

“for my wife, and my child, i hope you forever find me in another life with you always.”

…

a year past later, the military knocking at your door as a somber atmosphere filled the room. you rocked your baby back and forth as it cooed and yearned for your touch but.. the news hit you like a brick.

you clentched your jaw as they handed you the note. oh my god.

“im dead, i know that. but i hope to you, i’ll be alive and well in your heart.” signed, your husband.

— yuuji itadori, megumi fushiguro, suguru geto, aki hayakawa, argenti, tartaglia(childe), diluc ragnvindr kaeya alberich and last but not least, your favs

Ⓒ xavviquz — dont copy, repost, or modify

[anantaru]

DAY 20 — DACRYPHILIA

kinktober 2023. — masterlist | ao3

kink. dacryphilia — enjoyment or arousal from tears and crying

𖧡 — including — blade, argenti

𖧡 — warnings — fem! reader, dacryphilia, argenti nation rise i'm horny, fingering, rough syx & messy

𖧡 — BLADE

your body was operating on impulse, your eyes induced with ardor as you amass an assemblage of hiccupy snivels and wailings when blade repeatedly crushes two digits through your ribbed walls.

the man evidently likes what he sees and was thoroughly impressed by his own skills when your continued writhing was aimlessly causing your body to feverishly rub up against his long, slender fingers piercing through your skin, your breath hitching as your body begins to shake underneath his larger one, the control blade had on you was gradually growing, with a silent promise of new sensations following suit.

your thrusts into his fingers matched the movements of his hand as you whine out at the pleasure, and for blade personally— it was almost painful to see you like this, tear stricken cheeks covering the flustered perception of your skin yet all he could do was embrace you further, the torrent of your tears soaking through the skin on his neck as you hide your sniffling face against it.

"you're fine," blade tells you, "you can take it all for me, right?" and occasionally he lets his teeth scrape over your quivering skin as you tremble at the feeling of his sharp canines grazing on top, along with a little wince and a barely audible "yes," to swiftly affirm him— knowing full on well that blade had a habit of stilling his movements if you're simply ignoring him.

his fingers pump in steady motions and you're so slick and wet inside, he's touching all over your thudding bundle of nerves, fucking his two digits knuckles deep with his eager tongue searching for your lips, pulling his head a little back to meet your clouded face as blade greedily laves into your mouth, groaning into your lips with his fingers posing electric zaps just under your skin.

𖧡 — ARGENTI

you spasm underneath argenti trashing your body into a tottery verge of euphoria, with your arms and hands flailing all over his muscular back— scratching your nails along his flexing physique as he draws his shaft inside, a glimmering hue of pink flushing the coloring on top of his cheeks as you welcome him eagerly.

by the time you adjust to his size, his cock was already so hard that it was gradually becoming painful to keep him in without argenti moving an inch, almost as if it poked against your lower abdomen and your body starts to shake as he moves himself in and out at last, crying out his darling name as you feel hot tears well up against your eyes due to one particular blow scratching at your g-spot.

"you're adorable when you cry," argenti blatantly admits to you, "and— ah, the beauty you show, so magnificent," as his heart was beating a mile a minute, the knight was seemingly beginning to struggle when you clasp around him like that, your warm pussy gushing over his girth— holding him in, constricting, fluttering your hole around his shaft before letting go again, and it's evident when he began to blurt out the most unique torrent of dirty talk, which was bundled within a bunch of over the top praises that were almost as embarrassing as they were sweet.

a feeling of utter bliss crosses his bewitching facial expressions when you suddenly stitch your lips on top of his— ugh, argenti was so astonishingly handsome that it was almost unfair in your very eyes, such a rare, almost ethereally crafted, individual, long thick lashes and his scarlet hair aflame. observing his allure, you reckoned that you'd never ever see such attractiveness from any other male species again in your lifetime.

in need, in wanting, you lap around his mouth for a taste of him as his hips increase their strength and pace, his heavy cock pushing you into the mattress and being the result of your legs jolting up in the air, almost brushing over his muscular shoulders as he ravishes your insides.

your screams, your cries, so wonderful and intimate that the growing stimulation crowding your velvety walls and shoving his erection roughly against that godly sweet spot were amplified by a ten fold, holding his girthy length in so tightly and warm whilst kissing his soft lips, feeling overwhelmingly full with both passion and lust.

©2023 anantaru's kinktober do not repost, copy, translate, modify

[acrushedlittlestar]

Argenti kisses the areas od your body you're most insecure about, he loves all of you but if he hears you talk bad about a certain thing he'll ensure you know he loves it with all his heart. If you have scars, he'll trance them with his fingers kissing along each ridge bump. If you're comfortable, he'd want to heat how you got them, If not he understand and still love then the same. Same with acne scars especially of they're on your face he'll use it as an excuse to kiss your face your forehead and cheeks whenever he can.

[3rosx]

Argenti is a green flag. He can appreciate others beauty but not to the point where he makes you feel insecure, he makes sure you’re comfortable and comfortable in your relationship and listens to all your complains. If you’re unhappy about something or someway he acts then he considers your feelings and changes. But eventually you’d come to learn that Argenti is just like that, he can see how others are beautiful but that’s just how he is and his way as a knight of beauty. But he loves you, he chose you, in his eyes, you’re the most beautiful of all.

[rin-fukuroi]

𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐮𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐨𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭 [𝐀𝐫𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐢]

Part 1

Please do not translate or publish my works without my permission.

The originals of my works can be read here

Fandom: Honkai: Star Rail

Pairings: yandere!Argenti x fem!reader

Warnings: yandere, abduction, mention of suicide.

Note: English is not my native language, so I apologize if there are errors in the text qq

I didn't think that I would ever write a sequel and thought that the last work with Argenti was complete, but here I am (¬‿¬ )

art: @oririnxx(Twitter)

Argenti's heart is bursting with guilt and shame. Even in the short time that mutual understanding and love reigned between you, he managed to establish himself as a person who can really be trusted. His feelings and thoughts were always so pure, almost transparent, and you were never in doubt for a moment. Even when he decided on such a desperate act.

You know his house is your house, right? Probably so, since you without hesitation, although sighing heavily, but agreed to go to him, without even asking what exactly he wanted from you. You can always find warmth, care and understanding here, if necessary.

But this time you will find here only the remains of Argenti's conscience. He feels the rot getting deeper into his unscrupulous heart with each new second of waiting. How could everything have gone so far? How could his unconditional adoration and desire to make you happy be perverted to such an extent that he really decided to make you love him?

No, no. You have already loved him before, which means he does not force you, Argenti only… He is trying to awaken in you the old feelings, the seeds of which, he is sure, are still able to bloom again with velvet roses, the fragrance of which will immerse you in the same blissful haze as his.

Oh, you should know how he is tormented. Even when you are already standing on the threshold of his house, he just wants to take you in his arms and never let go, but he plays his role of a heartbroken person who now needs your support. But does he play? You really broke Argenti's heart, but he reassembled every tiny fragment so that the vessel would be filled again with awe and tenderness addressed only to you.

You, of course, can't leave him in this state, even if you caused it yourself. It's so mean to play on your guilt, but what choice does he have? You no longer look at him the way you did in the days when you both didn't mind being in this isolated bubble of love from the rest of the world, focused only on each other. You no longer touch his hand with tenderness, now your fingers are anxiously clenched around Argenti's palm to comfort. You no longer run your tiny fingers through his soft hair, letting the man's head rest on your lap, no longer smile at him with a sincere, really saturated with absolute happiness smile.

Why is that?

If you were happy, why is that no longer the case?

Argenti can't even admit the idea that there is even the slightest bit of your fault in what happened. Of course, it's his fault, so he's ready to sacrifice his own conscience, ready to disregard principles, and all this for you.

The knight seems to be looking at his own reflection in a mirror, in which he sees all the vices that have always been hidden so imperceptibly in the depths of his soul. He only has to touch such a disgusting Argenti reflection of the desires of his own heart, and there will be no turning back.

"For you… just for you…"

For your sake, he is ready to let the darkness completely take over his mind and body.

You are so naively kind, agreeing to stay at his house for the night. You probably haven't had time to enter into a relationship with someone else yet, which Argenti so vehemently prevented, and, he believes, it really paid off.

Yes, that's it, look at him, stay with him, share this bitterness with him, so that together you can drown it out with the sweet taste of reunion, which you also want.

Surely you do, because otherwise you wouldn't have come to him, wouldn't have followed the call of your heart when he needed you so much. You're still worried about Argenti, you still don't want to see him so broken, you're still gentle with him even when you let your relationship turn to dust. Oh, no matter how hard it was for him to admit it, you crushed them yourself. Argenti still doesn't understand what made you commit this unforgivable crime.

But it doesn't matter anymore.

The knight will ban any doors for you, whether it's the doors to the outside world from your new bubble or the doors to a new life in which he has no place. He is ready to accept your tears, ready to accept the words that wound him like a thousand blades that cut his heart. Now he is defamed, spoiled and deserved punishment for what he did. But it was the only way he could put everything back in its place.

What are you going to do, cornered? Oh, of course you're angry.

You curse him, beg him, cry, even lie about what you love. Argenti understands why you're acting like this and won't blame you. You are connected, of course, connected. The darkness that has taken root in the purity of his feelings has affected you, but together you will be able to share this burden. It may take days, weeks, or even years for you to accept what has become of you, but Argenti believes that in the end you will understand that this test is presented from above to both of you in order to strengthen your love.

✧ ✧ ✧

It hurts him to look at how nothing has changed after weeks.

It was stupid to think that you would be able to understand him so soon, but Argenti does not lose hope.

Although, something has changed… He no longer hears your screams, you are no longer banging on the door, desperately trying to get out, no longer crying. Now you look like an empty shell, devoid of any feelings. It scares Argenti so much, but he understands that this is how it should be. You have to get rid of what prevents you from loving him again. Anger, disgust, contempt, hatred — that's what the Knight fights day by day, steadfastly withstanding your attacks, and finally he got rid of most of the obstacles.

— Y/N, forgive me…

"You're not really sorry"

— I'm doing this for you…

"No, you're doing it for yourself"

— I'd do anything for you.

"Then just kill me"

— I love you…

"And I hate you"

Now you're silent when Argenti tries to talk to you. His perfect face, which makes you sick, is always distorted in remorse, and it seems that he really believes that he is sorry. But you know very well that this is not the case.

Most of all, you hate the moments when Argenti insists on helping you take a bath. Bile rises in your throat every time his hands touch your body, but you endure, swallowing the nauseating lump again and again, realizing that you have no choice. You always take one look at him while he gently soaps your skin, noticing how his lips are stretched in a smile, and turn away again, not wanting to see how your disgust for some reason brings him pleasure.

You trusted Argenti.

You always believed that his feelings were really sincere, so he would be able to understand and let you go, but now you were able to look behind the exquisite screen of love, hiding the slippery, stinking and rotting obsession that the man you once loved succumbed to.

Now you feel sorry for Argenti.

Really sorry.

If it weren't for the hatred that dulls all other feelings, you would want to grab his hand and lead him away from the wrong path that he chose, mistakenly believing that it would lead him to happiness. But, to your great regret, he dragged you after him. No matter how much he tries to cleanse your body, your soul rots along with his, soaked in the disgusting fumes of his mutilated care and tenderness, with which he tries to regain something that will never regain its former form.

✧ ✧ ✧

— Y/N, you haven't eaten all day… I brought your portion of dinner.

Argenti is standing in the doorway of your luxurious room, which he has filled with everything he knows you love, believing that it will make you stop hating this place. You don't want to meet his eyes, and you press your knees even harder to your chest, huddling in a corner on your soft bed.

The knight feels his heart constrict in his chest. It happens every day, every time you turn away from him. He wants so much to see your eyes looking into his for once, he wants to hear your voice, but he must be patient.

You hear footsteps approaching and already know what will happen next. Argenti will put the plate on the bedside table and leave you alone, as he does every day. No matter how much you want to stop it, sometimes your stomach is so unbearably twisted with hunger that you can't resist the instinct of self-preservation and force yourself to eat a little. But not today.

— Y/N… — this is something new. You feel it touching your shoulder, sending a sickening shiver under your skin. — I know you don't want to be here, but can you… at least have dinner with me tonight? I promise, if we sit down at the same table, like… — he wanted to say "like before", but suddenly stopped. — Your appetite will return if you share a meal with someone.

How annoying he is. Is he really that naive, or is it just a mask to lull your vigilance. You don't know anymore. You have long ceased to recognize in Argenti the one you once loved.

But you know for sure that the sooner you fulfill his request, the sooner he will leave you alone. At least until tomorrow.

That's why you let him wash you, let him dress you in beautiful outfits that he likes. Not you.

You nod reluctantly, still not moving from your seat, and you hear Argenti exhale softly in relief. If you had dared to look at him, his soft lips would surely have been stretched into a satisfied smile when he received an answer from you.

You wait for the nausea from his touch to finally recede along with the feeling of his hand on your shoulder, and you get out of bed in a doomed way, hearing Argenti take the plate from the table and go to the kitchen.

No matter how much you wandered through the corridors of his luxurious house like a living corpse, it always seemed to you that the walls were about to crush you, but, unfortunately, this never happened, so after tasting a new portion of disappointment, you stop at the kitchen door, noticing a candle on the table, whose dim light drives away the darkness rooms, two glasses of wine and two plates, displayed on exquisite snow-white napkins. Argenti stands waiting, pulling out a chair for you. Your gaze stops for a moment on his hands clutching the back, and the body again gets chilling goosebumps when memories of those hands touching your body pop up in your head.

He really did his best to make this dinner look like a fucking date. It's so disgusting that it almost makes you laugh.

You reluctantly accept Argenti's help, sitting down uncertainly and allowing him to pull your chair closer to the table designed for two.

The meat on the plate is still steaming slightly, as are the shiny grilled vegetables. The food looks delicious, but … for some reason, bile rises to your throat again when you take a fork and knife with trembling hands, preparing to pierce and cut off a juicy piece of your dinner.

Argenti watches with curiosity how you do not dare to try your portion without starting to eat before you do. To be honest, the Knight loses his appetite when he sees you so depressed, not trusting him so much that you are even afraid to eat in his presence. Do you really think he means you harm? Can't you see how hard he's trying for you? Even so, he's glad to finally see you taking even tiny steps towards him.

It's all so much like hunting. Argenti has created an atmosphere of security in your bubble, but has set traps here and there, patiently waiting for you to finally take the bait. He knows you can't hate him forever. Sooner or later you'll have to give up, you'll have to get used to a new life with him.

You hesitantly pierce the meat with a fork, watching the soft fibers displace the juices flowing onto the plate before nervously swallowing and starting to cut. Thoughts immediately flash through your head about how convenient it would be to use this knife to slit your stomach or cut your throat… Yes, it would certainly be better than opening your veins, because then Argenti could still have time to save you. You can see your own blood trickling down the shiny silver metal, instead of the cloudy pinkish liquid oozing out of the steak as you slowly separate a tiny piece from it.

These thoughts… really discourage your appetite, but that's all you can think about while you're here. What's the point of satisfying your hunger if you just want to get it over with? But you also have to play your part, you have to be smarter than Argenti, you have to set your traps, so you touch the meat with your tongue, feeling a slight taste of spices, before sinking your teeth into the juicy fibers and chewing, hurriedly sending a piece down the esophagus.

Argenti is delighted.

Although the corner of your lips twitched when you swallowed a piece of your dinner, he is pleased to see that you are finally eating a warm meal prepared for you with love and care. Usually you just wait for the food to cool down, stubbornly denying hunger before it finally gets the better of you. Argenti has always been frustrated by how you exhaust yourself day by day, but it would be too much to force food cooked by him into you, right?

The knight was finally able to relax, and happily started his own meal, doing the same thing with his piece of steak as you. After tasting the meat cooked for you, Argenti smiles gently.

— Is it delicious? — the man asks, but then with a quiet clink puts the dishes on the plate, seeming to think about something for a second. Of course you won't answer. — I hope I was able to please you a little, Y/N.

He was about to continue his meal, gently wrapping his long fingers around the stem of a wine glass, when suddenly his gaze caught on your frozen figure. Your gaze is focused on the next piece of meat. The silence in the kitchen is broken only by the soft sounds of pinkish drops of juice dripping onto your plate before your lips are pursed, but then hurriedly open when you finally lift your head for the first time in several weeks and look straight into Argenti's emerald eyes. Your piercing gaze seems to have pinned the Knight to the chair, and he watches with bated breath as you take air into your lungs. Your chest heaves slightly with a light breath, and the man's heart shudders.

— Yes… very tasty, thank you.

To hear your voice… oh, you're just killing poor Argenti. During your imprisonment in his house, you managed to teach him to enjoy such little things that he did not attach any importance to before. Your views on him have always seemed to the Knight something as ordinary as the sound of your voice caressing his ears every day spent with you. But now he was so happy to hear even the words you barely uttered.

Argenti will even turn a blind eye to the fact that you did it just to distract his attention.

Did you really think that he didn't notice how you stole a knife from the table with a skill that the best of thieves would envy? Well… he won't scold you for it. You don't know what's best for you, only he knows, so Argenti will definitely protect you from any threats.

But later.

For now, just let him enjoy this moment. Even if it's an illusion, even if it's a lie, even if he invented it all himself, Argenti wants to believe that you took a small step towards him, and this…

Damn. Now his patience is trembling, being held suspended by the thinnest thread that is about to break.

You won't hate him even more if his retaliatory step completely erases the distance separating you from each other, will you?

[jacks-dark-oc-stuff]

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“I'm sorry.” Rowan sighed as he looked away from Adonis. The man didn't respond. “Adonis?” Rowan looked up at him and was taken aback by the look on his face.

“You should be.” Adonis growled.

“What…?” Rowan searched Adonis’ face for something of which he wasn't sure.

“Did you expect me to just say ‘I forgive you’? To just forgive and forget?” Adonis glared at him.

“I regret what I did!” Rowan snapped, distress in his voice. He once more felt those emotions he'd only ever felt because of Adonis. The utter helplessness of being unable to fulfill the expectations of Adonis while needing his complete approval.

“Good! You should! The only way I'd ever ‘forgive’ you is if you killed yourself!” Adonis snarled. “But you can't because you're a fuckin’ god! You'll never truly die, and you'll get to spend the rest of eternity knowing what you did and that I hate you!” The man sneered.