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lovegasmic · 7 days

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MILF CHASER

──── ꒰ kaveh , childe , thoma , zhongli x milf f!reader ꒱

꒰ nsfw : although no specified, this was written with a chubby reader in mind, and if you have a husband or not it's up to you◞ blowjob w kaveh◞ semi public outdoors sex and cheating on your husband w childe ◞ creampie w thoma◞ breeding kink w zhongli ꒱ ★ taglist

( might make another post with other characters once I find the time, comment who you’d like me to include ^_^ ). jjk version

✶ KAVEH

a consultancy, that should be no problem, the lady was willing to pay a good sum for a quick couple of questions, or at least that was what Dori had told him, along with a brief description of your physical appearance before she dismissed the blonde for an important client.

but as soon as Kaveh stepped into Puspa café, he found you immediately, and fuck, the description did not do you justice.

he’s a bit, —very much, awestruck, mouth going dry at the sight of your pretty self sipping on a drink, plush hips and soft boobs strained under that dress, he gulps, fixing his clothes before meeting with you.

apparently your kids have moved out from home already, and you were quite loaded, thanks to a very successful divorce with your ex husband, managing to get lots of money from the bastard. and Kaveh was happy for you, happily offering to check your house that was begging for an update into a more personal and comfortable home for one.

he was happy for himself too, one, because you were going to pay nicely, finally getting out of Alhaitham’s hair for a while, and two, because you were sex with legs, swinging your hips so seductively that his cock was already starting to ache.

“this is not professional, this is not professional” he thinks to himself, two drinks in and you’re already on your knees, “we shouldn’t be— a-ahh?!” that pretty and lipstick stained mouth of yours wrapped around the leaking tip, tongue tapping on the underside as if to taunt him, and it works, forcing a bubbling whine from the blonde’s mouth, who curls over your head, hands on the kitchen counter, —the one he suggested demolishing— but not it was a lifeline for his knees not to buck.

“oh, archons, oh... f-fuu-ck, guh... —ah...” he’s so messy, so whiney and pretty, with flushed face and tip splurting pre onto your tongue, the one that eagerly laps and sucks, more and more until you’re just letting out choked ’hmph’s around the base, “this woman is going to fucking kill me” his mind repeats and repeats, with one hand already coming to hold your head, just to fuck tiny thrusts into your eager mouth that slobbers all over his cock and balls and drips saliva down onto the floor.

to be fair, Kaveh is not interested in the money anymore.

✶ CHILDE

“i already told you no” it was perhaps the third time in the same day, that Childe decided to continue his never ending pestering.

“just give me one chance!” his steps are quick to follow you around Liyue harbor as you scanned the stalls with different products, the red head was not worried about who might hear, he never did, carrying that confident, cocky smirk with quick but light steps, “i promise you won't regret it” finally you stop, and Childe is quick to lean against the wall with a look that was almost undressing you.

with a sigh you turn, managing to take the man onto a more secluded spot, worried about people overhearing and running to your husband, whenever he returns from his work trips.

“what do I have to do to make you stop?” hands on your hips like you often spoke to your kids when they were younger, not as if the man in front of you was much older than your oldest either way.

a click of his tongue and the smirk is back, not giving you a moment to think before guiding you to a spot behind several houses, steps quick and easy until you’re backed against the wall, “just one tiny, innocent kiss” what a good liar, plastering that good boy look.

but do all liars kiss so good? losing track of time as his tongue explores your mouth, and although he looked a little too thin, his strength was astonishing, lifting you as if you weighted nothing.

a single orange falls from the groceries bag, rolling down the floor against Childe’s feet, not even registering the touch from how dumb your cunt got him, leaving open mouthed grunts against your neck as he fucks you silly.

his hands are on your hips and tits, squeezing the flesh like he’s addicted, “good... fuck...” his grunts are low compared to your almost sobbing mewls, it’s been so long and he knew, “i told you... i’m better than your stupid husband” his tongue meets your throat.

“don’t... hngh... say that— ah!” the thrusts so precise you became a mess, gushing so much slick down his cock, but you can’t stop, his pretty and veined cock rubs on every delicious spot, keeping you spasming and squeaking like a needy little thing.

he’s going to make you cream his cock until all thoughts are gone from your pretty head, until you can only think of him.

✶ THOMA

Ayato was a good head of the family, you always believed in him, having practically watched him and Ayaka grow since you and his parents used to be friends.

so of course, they were like your kids, and soon... you met him.

Thoma was new, a bit shy at first, always eager to please, and that behavior did not change through the months, but his stares were definitely new.

you found Thoma’s eyes lingering on you, on your body, whenever you spoke or walked, and an almost permanent blush on his cheeks.

“you should stay the night, it’s raining” he said, a bit too enthusiastic to be hidden behind a mask of concern, and who were you to refuse that pretty boy’s almost begging request.

not even because you decided to chat at the Kamisato state spare room, did Thoma’s blush subside, fidgeting with his fingers at the proximity, at the scent coming from your body.

you wondered what would make him completely let his guards down, not really expecting everything it took was a mere kiss for the blonde to melt, with eager hands tugging on every bit of clothes he could find, and soon, he was panting, with a cute blush on his chest, bright green eyes glossy and staring up at you in sheer adoration as you bounced on his cock.

“s’ good, so good...” Thoma’s babbling grows, unsure whether to stare at your cute face, jiggling tits or soft pussy swallowing his cock down the base, it was too much, his body too hot and cock twitching precum.

“you feel so good too” the fact that you were slightly less affected than him was so hot, almost smiling as you rode him, with swift eager hip movements, keeping his tip lodged pretty nicely into the depths of your pussy, “so good, baby”

you were a praiser, showering him and his cock with cute, soothing petnames, one after another that only turned Thoma into a bigger mess, with his back almost arched and hands gripping your hips, “cu— ah... cu... mming!” he warns, making you just redouble the efforts until he’s shooting a thick load of cum into your womb, with choked whimpers escaping those plump red lips of his.

✶ ZHONGLI

the rumor that Zhongli was quite well versed was soon heard all around Liyue, reaching your ears and of course, you had to contact him.

“a... tutor?” that’s what you needed, a tutor for your son who was in need of a little push in his knowledge, and what best that from the most smart man in the whole city.

it didn’t take long to convince Zhongli, truly your charm took part in it, so he does as told, and days pass with the man’s curiosity about you just growing, you were so sweet to him and your kid, offering drinks and snacks after every session.

until one day, he decided to cut the lesson short, your son was too eager to go out to play, so Zhongli used the spare time to engage in a chat with you, having you open up.

he was a good listener and you really needed some sort of relief, the house was empty and quiet for a good while, until the sound of clothes shifting and lips crashing filled the espace.

“stay still” he mutters against your mouth, parting your lips to gracefully suck on your tongue while a hand slides under your panties and rubs on your clit, too painfully swollen and needy, “ah, beautiful” is more of a purr to himself, finding your wetness tantalizing since you got so aroused just from a few kisses.

the world spins, and Zhongli is too hot for your own well being, tall, broad, easily manhandling you against the table where you shared an innocent tea, now spilled and creating a pool atop the creaking wood that scrapped on the floor with each thrust of Zhongli’s fat cock into your soaked cunt.

“ha... ah...” you can only beg, nails on the surface and back arched like he wanted, with breathy and throaty groans echoing.

“so perfect, a body so perfect like yours needs to be filled all the time” words like honey drip onto your brain, sucking on your earlobe and making your pussy flutter, “your son is so lovely... perhaps...” his hips turn slightly, purposely hitting deep and onto your g-spot, “... you can make another one that looks like me this time?”

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ilyuan · 9 months

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⋆ ˚ ꩜ "you're the most handsome man i know" trope hehe

PAIRINGS. alhaitham 〳 zhongli 〳 wriothesley x gn . reader

CW. jealousy lawl 〳 insecure bbies but u reassure them 〳 slight ooc characters 〳 lmk if i missed anything :]

NOTE. i know jing yuan is the header but shh he's adorable so we don't talk about it

ALHAITHAM ꒱

with the gray haired sleepy head "resting his eyes" on your lap as he quoted, your eyes couldn't help but drift towards the small features you always adored so very much.

"haitham," you randomly spoke, to which he looked up to you, his eyes weary and his throat raspy as he eyes you up and down, waiting for you to say the oh-so-important thing that interrupted his peaceful sleep.

"you know you're really pretty, right?" you smiled, his eyes shutting for two seconds then opening again as soon as he heard your words, i mean, you tell him that everyday, so why would he overthink about it?

you notice his confused state, and so you begin to speak once more, not knowing that your words would sent a mental alarm in him.

"i mean," you pause, "you are the most handsome man i know."

as much as you like the small pink rising across his cheeks, it instantly fades away as he glares up at you.

"what?" you glare back at him jokingly, basically just trying to test the waters.

of course you knew how alhaitham was like, but what you didn't know is that he can get insecure from time to time but you're completely unaware of it.

with kaveh always bugging him about something that happened in the akademiya, he can hardly catch the peaceful moments with you like this, which led you to your obliviousness to his insecurities that formed when he was away from you.

"you know other men?" he finally speaks.

"..."

"just accept the compliment," you playfully roll your eyes, to which he turns his head away from you to.

"no no, i'm sorry, you're the only man i know," you quickly reassure, to which his eyes practically light up to.

ZHONGLI ꒱

in the middle of you and zhongli's conversation that involved his unusual gossiping about his stressful day at work today, he cleared his throat, a usual sign that he was about to change the topic.

"what is it?" you instantly notice his eyes forming into almost pleading ones, which was very unusual for him.

"could you grab me a cup of tea real quick? i've been feeling a bit dehydrated during this conversation," he speaks, patting you on the shoulder twice, it always worked.

you looked him in his golden eyes and your confusion was very obvious to him.

"not proper of me, hm?" he smiles at you, his lips tugging up back into that gentle smile he always praised you with.

"not really, no," you laugh.

he loved that laugh. the laugh that always warmed his heart whenever he had the time to do things like this with you.

the laugh that he gained from you.

"beautiful," he catches you off guard as you begin walking to the now boiling hot water to make his tea.

"you're one to talk," you smirk, "you're the most beautiful man i know, zhongli."

he raises his brows, "oh? you've never told me about anyone, dear," he teases.

"oh," you pause in your tracks, your hand on the warming pot of water which you didn't notice until it got hotter, "that's not what i meant, silly."

"you're burning your hand there, dear, be careful," he teases again, but this time it's more like a warning for you not to get hurt.

"you distract me too much, i'm almost done with it," you turn your head back around to face him, the pot now fully heated up, ready for you to prepare it for the tea you have been holding back on him ever since he started teasing you.

WRIOTHESLEY ꒱

assisting your boyfriend in his work was stressful, yes, but you couldn't lie all the time when it came to going down to the pankration ring.

"you're not doing it right," he comes up from behind you, guiding your hands to help you aim your bow at the upcoming red ball.

"pull your string back and once your arrow is there, aim it at the middle of the ball," he assists you, and your mind can't help but be caught onto his voice and the guidance of his hands holding yours.

"careful, you don't wanna hurt yourself," he teases when he notices you staring at his strong arms assisting you, "you zone out too much, love," he laughs.

"and you pay attention to everything too much, love," you tease, emphasizing the word 'love' to catch him off guard like he did to you.

right after that, he faces you towards him and raises a brow.

"what? cat caught your tongue?" you giggle and put your index finger to his lips, practically a way to tell him to be quiet.

he takes your finger off his lips and shakes his head 'no'.

"ugh," you roll your eyes, "you're lucky you're the most handsome man i know," you continue, to which he tilts his head at.

"do you still want help with this or not, [name]?" he smirks at you, noticing your instincts.

"i gave you a compliment, what do you mean?" you tease, to which he sighs at.

"other men?" he rolls his eyes back at you, to which you instantly notice his insecurities about your words.

well, yes this was your whole plan, to tease him like you always do to each other, but you didn't know he'd get jealous!

"wait, i'm sorry," you frown, "it was a joke," you continue, pulling him into a tight embrace.

"don't do that again or i'm not letting you see sigewinne for a week," he chuckles, hugging you back, to which you instantly pulled away and looked at him with wide eyes.

"you're joking right?"

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actiniumwrites · 2 months

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if you're still doing requests: maybe one of the genshin guys finding out you use their card in tcg? scenario or headcanons is fine, and i have no preference for who you want to write! (i will say i'm fixated in the fontanians rn though)

the perfect pair

synopsis: their reaction to finding out you use their card in tcg

characters: tighnari, cyno, neuvillette, lyney, and wriothesely x gn!reader (separately)

warnings: nothing besides fluff and cyno being an actual maniac for tcg (he’s probably a little ooc but i think it’s funny)

notes: i’m ngl i totally forgot about tcg 😭 i played it SO much when it came out and then barely touched it unless it was for the primos. i gotta finish those achievements still 💀 also i know not every one of these characters has a tcg card but we can just pretend :) thank you for the request!

Tighnari:

Because he doesn’t play tcg very often — at least not as much as Cyno does — he doesn’t find out right away

When he does, it happens at a casual dinner between you, him, and all your friends after Collei asks to play so she can try out some of her new cards

Cyno enthusiastically agrees and you all set up after you finish eating which is when Alhaitham, whose eyes never miss anything, spots a suspiciously similarly looking guy on one of your three player cards

“You seriously have your boyfriend as one of your cards?” he’ll ask with a disbelieving smile, as if he can’t comprehend why you’d have it

You smile and lift it up, proudly nodding as you list off the card’s strengths and the nice backing it came with. You don’t fail the mention the bonus that it comes with your boyfriend’s face on it

Tighnari feels his cheeks warm in slight embarrassment as he turns away in his chair. Even so, he can’t help but find it really cute that you have his card

He even tells his friends to shut up and that they’re just jealous they don’t have his card and that they wish their significant others had them as cards

It actually shuts some of them up, shockingly

Meanwhile, Cyno is in utter disbelief that such a card exists and will try to buy it off of you so he can complete his collection (you don’t let him have it though)

Cyno:

Ah the king of tcg himself

He has the most dramatic reaction for sure. Not even in the sense that he’s embarrassed, or teasing, or whatnot. He’s just straight up shocked

Slams his hands down on the table and his jaw drops as he stands up. You giggle on the other side of the table at his reaction, watching him desperately try to find words

“Where did you even get that?!”

You swear you only see him this expressive when it comes to tcg

“I don’t know, I just found it at a local store when I was passing by,” you shrug carelessly, as if you aren’t going to completely destroy him with his own card in about five minutes

After he gets over the initial awe of seeing himself in his favorite game in the entire world, he’s actually very internally excited, although you don’t get to see that side

He thinks it’s cool that you like using his card and is honored that you’d even choose it in the first place, especially with only three slots (he’s also just happy he’s a main card and not a buff lmao)

And when you do destroy him, he slides you a pen and paper and politely demands you give him the name of the seller so he can track them down tomorrow

Neuvillette:

He doesn’t even play the game so initially, he’s extremely confused why you have a playing card with his face on it

“Fascinating. I did not know they made such games. Is my card good for playing?” He’s genuinely intrigued by it and you find it rather endearing

Because he doesn’t understand it though, he doesn’t necessarily feel any certain way about it. He’s too caught up in the game to realize what it means for you to be using his card

“Yeah, it’s pretty powerful, but it’s representative of real life so that’s expected given your position.”

At that, he feels very flattered. His cheeks will warm a bit, casting a light blush over his features when you speak so proudly of him

He’ll even ask if you have a card of your own hoping to take a bit of the attention off him when he begins to feel more excited about it

You shake your head no and explain that it’s unlikely given people don’t know enough about you to make a full card of you or to sell it

Will later get one made for you without you knowing, only one singular copy worth a priceless amount just so you could have one to match him too <3

Lyney:

Smug little shit

You’re playing with him and his siblings after he invited you over for a date. Lynette and Freminet were bored so you both offered to play a game, to which tcg was suggested by Freminet

You’d played only a few times with them before, which is why you didn’t realize what was such a big deal when you pulled out a card with your boyfriend on it, entirely forgetting it was new and you hadn’t used it with them yet

“Is that…is that Lyney?” Lynette asks, stifling a laugh as she inspects the card. Freminet leans a little closer too in order to get a better look.

And it indeed is, Lyney confirms for himself

“Woah no way, I didn’t know they made this,” he smiles at it, picking it up and spinning it in his hand before smirking at you, “I knew you couldn’t resist this handsome face, even on a playing card.”

You smack his arm faster than Lynette can and snatch it back out of his hand. Lyney pouts and slouches down into his seat as his siblings inquire as to where you got it

Lyney can’t stop staring at you as you tell them, his chest beating faster and faster as you embarrassedly ramble on about why you got it in the first place and how you thought it was cute like a little keepsake

Even though you’d been dating for some quite some time, you both managed to keep surprising one another and falling in love all over again, even if it was over silly things like tcg cards

Lynette sighs as she notices the lovestruck look in her brother’s eyes, “He’s doomed.”

Wriothesley:

He’s weirdly calm about the whole thing. Not like he’d be over dramatic or anything, but I don’t think he’d be as teasing or shocked by it like the others or like some may assume

Wriothesley thinks it’s really cool when he finds it in your collection one day after you left your card case in his office by accident, a few cards slid out with his face popping out on one tucked away in the middle

He’ll examine it before a gentle smile pulls at his lips at the thought of you using it to play against others

He’s almost proud, in a way

When you walk into his office a ten minutes later, realizing you had left your cards and a few other of your things on his desk, you stumble upon him looking at it

“Oh, uh you weren’t supposed to see that yet,” you say awkwardly as you pause in your step and fiddle with your hands, embarrassed he had found it. It was a somewhat new card and you actually wanted to show it to him later

But Wriothesley doesn’t care. Hell, if he had known there was a card out there with him on it, he would’ve bought it for you a long time ago

He’ll just kiss you. A nice, sweet, and to the point kiss as he slides the card back in your hand before pulling away and staring down at you, “You’re cute.”

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hearts4renaa · 1 year

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YOU'RE LOSING ME.

summary: how the love began to die out between you and them. featuring kamisato ayato, alhaitham, diluc, and zhongli. gn! reader (see a/n below) pt. 2 here w/c: 2.1k words in total a/n: inspired by the new vault track from midnights by taylor swift. meant to be a gender neutral reader but one of the lyrics i reference uses "her". otherwise, no pronouns used.

And I wouldn’t marry me either, a pathological people pleaser, who only wanted you to see her.

“I’ll be entering an arranged marriage to the daughter of another clan.” Ayato said matter of factly, as if it was as casual as discussing the weather. Today was the off day Ayato had free. He’s been so busy the past month that he barely has time for you. You can’t even remember the last time the two of you woke up together. He always slept late and woke up earlier than you. The affection was rarely there too; The usual loving kisses and cuddles were reduced to pecks on the cheek and pats on the arm. This was one of the rare times you were actually able to sit down with him.

The air was tense, almost impossible to breathe in. What was supposed to be a romantic dinner quickly turned sour the moment Ayato announced a piece of news you never wanted to hear. “I’ll be meeting her in two weeks. I’m expecting the marriage ceremony to take place within the next three months or so.” He wasn’t looking at you, instead more focused on the food in front of him. Your chopsticks fall from your hands, the clatter piercing the silence between you two. Ayato looks at you, completely deadpanned. You take the moment to really, truly look at him. His expression was standoffish, and his eyes were dispassionate. Just where did that loving gaze go? “What?” He asks.

“Ayato, you can’t just expect me to be happy about this.” You huff in frustration, picking up your chopsticks and setting them down in a proper manner. “When you accepted the proposal, did you just forget about our relationship? About me?”

Ayato rolled his eyes and sighed. “You’re acting like I declared undying love for her. I’m simply doing what’s best for the clan, and for Inazuma as a whole.” He puts down his chopsticks as well, clearly not focused on eating anymore. “It’s not like I’m ending things with you. Marrying her opens many opportunities I can’t pass on.”

“You’re not ending things with me, but you’re just gonna go off and marry some girl?” Your heart broke a little more with every word. If someone were to listen closely, they could probably hear each individual crack. “Ayato, our relationship has already been wavering a little…you’re so busy. It’s like you just can’t fit me into your schedule.” Your eyes start to become glossy, and you need to swallow back your tears to fight against them falling. “How can I expect us to stay together when you need to make room for two spouses now? I thought love meant more to you than business did.” Your voice cracked with every syllable that fell from your lips.

Ayato stood up from his seat on the floor, adjusting his sleeves and beginning to make his way to the door. He slides it open before stopping in place. “Marrying her has a lot to offer.” He speaks, but he isn’t even looking at you.

“And I don’t?” You ask. You didn’t even know if you wanted the answer to that. Luckily for you, he didn’t answer at all. He looked back at you from over his shoulder. He takes a breath, and you feel as if he’s stealing the air straight out of your lungs. He turns his head back and sighs. He steps forward, leaving the room.

The door shuts, and you are left in silence.

And I’m fading, thinking: Do something babe, say something.

With Alhaitham being appointed as Acting Grand Sage, it’s only natural that his workload for the Akademiya would increase. However, if there’s one thing that Alhaitham truly hates, it’s when unnecessary work piles up and begins to leak into his personal life, like a bucket overflowing with water. A work-life balance can only go so far before work begins to completely tilt the scale in its favor. Naturally, this takes away from time the two of you could spend together.

Normally, that would be completely fine with you. You knew Alhaitham was a busy man with a busy lifestyle. It’s completely reasonable for him to not throw aside his work just for you. Alhaitham always tries to make time for you, to show you his affection in small ways that don’t take up too much time. Either with tea he makes for you before he leaves for work, small trinkets that begin to appear on your bedside table, or a hushed declaration of love when he accidentally wakes you up when he rises early. But recently, his efforts have been slowly dwindling. You no longer wake up to the smell of tea. You no longer reach over to your nightstand in a sleepy haze, only to feel an object that was not there before. You no longer hear an “I love you” amongst the sound of your bedsheets ruffling in the early hours of the morning.

Of course, you noticed. So you took it amongst yourself to try and do something to express your love. You usually go to sleep before him, but here you are in the living room, waiting for him to return. It’s already quite late, and you fight back a yawn every twenty minutes or so, but you’re determined to stay awake to greet him. The smell of his favorite food wafts in from the kitchen, and you smile while thinking of his reaction. You might not be a Michelin star chef, but you pour love into everything you make him.

Finally, the door opens, and there he is. His eyes are tired, and an annoyed expression is etched onto his face. “Hey, honey.” You shoot up from your seat to greet him at the door. His head snaps in your direction slightly, not expecting you to still be awake. He lets out a little grunt as a response. You can tell he’s in a bad mood, but you keep pushing. “You’re home late.” You state before realizing how you pointed out the painfully obvious.

“I always am.” His voice is monotone, cold. He walks straight past you, barely even sparing you a glance.

Your hope begins to falter, but you try again. “Are you hungry? I made you dinner.” You reach your hand out to lightly touch his. He pulls his hand away with no hesitation. You feel the familiar sting deep in your stomach, and you try your best to ignore it. You clear your throat as if to rid the moment of his past action before speaking again. “Then, maybe we could eat together-”

He groans aloud. “Can you just be quiet?” He snaps. His voice wasn’t angry. It wasn’t filled with love or hate. It was indifference, and in all honesty, that hurt so much more. “I’m exhausted. The last thing I need today is you nagging me.”

You falter, as if you were shrinking away in a desperate attempt to try and disappear. “Right.” Your voice is quiet, meek. “Of course.” You turn away to walk into the kitchen, and you hear your shared bedroom door slam shut. You sit at the dinner table, gazing at the untouched meals on the opposite ends. Your hand moves to touch the spoon and stir it around in the food, but any outsider could tell that you have no intention of eating a single bite.

For the rest of the night, you sit there alone as the food goes cold.

Lose something babe, risk something. (You’re losing me.)

If there’s one thing Diluc strives to do, it’s protect you. He lost his father already, he can’t risk losing you too. It brings him peace to know that you’re safe at Dawn Winery, away from things that can bring you harm. But even though he is protective, it’s not as though he keeps you locked inside the house. He knows of your adventurous spirit and he would never want to hurt you. However, he has a habit of being a little paranoid. The people of Mondstadt are aware of your relationship, but he rarely lets the two of you be seen together. He prefers things quite private, but you’re starting to get a little sick of it.

You just returned from a small commission; it’s been ages since you’ve done one. It felt so refreshing to wield your weapon and go on a mini adventure! Even if it was just a few slimes near Windrise, the experience was one you haven’t had in far too long. You end up with a small cut on your hand, but you look at it in pride as you walk back to the winery. You open the heavy door, and you’re met with the face of your lover.

“Y/N, where were you?” Diluc’s question is loud, his voice laced in concern. A second barely passes, and he’s already by your side. He catches sight of your hand and cages it in his larger ones. “Why is your hand hurt?”

You shake him off lightly, heading to the couch to set your things down. “I took a small commission.” You explain. “Just a little group of slimes. My hand got cut, but I’m okay. Don’t worry about it!” You attempt to reassure him, but the crease in his eyebrows doesn't go away.

“Y/N, how many times have I told you?” Diluc scolded. He folds his arms over his chest. “You don’t need to take commissions. I provide for us enough already.”

Your eyes roll before you can stop them. You can feel your frustration rise inside you. “I didn’t take the commission for the money, Diluc.” You huff at him. “I wanted an adventure, even if it was a small one. It’s the experience I wanted.”

Diluc scoffs. “Oh, so getting hurt is an enjoyable experience for you?” Diluc never had the most friendly tone, but you’d have to be truly clueless to miss the sarcasm weaved into his words.

“By the Seven, Diluc, it was a cut!” You exclaim. “All of this over a cut?”

He looks you in the eyes. “You know I just want you to be safe.”

Your eyes softened slightly, biting your lip. “But Diluc, you play it too safe sometimes.” You grab your weapons and bag again, adjusting your jacket before heading towards the door. Despite just getting home, you felt the need to get away, to cool off. Maybe to kill some other monsters, you weren’t sure.

“Where are you going?” He asks.

“Out.” You respond curtly. You weren’t sure of your destination, but you didn’t care. You just needed to be away from him.

“Y/N-“ He called out. You cut him off by slamming the heavy winery doors.

Choose something babe, I’ve got nothing to believe, unless you’re choosing me.

“I love you.” Zhongli murmured, knuckles turning white with how hard he was gripping his pole arm. He towered over you, who was on the ground in a pool of blood. The metallic smell was hard to ignore. “I love you, I truly do. And I always will.”

You laugh bitterly. “You love me, and you caused my injury.” You use your hand to weakly gesture towards your torso. “Some love you have…”

Zhongli grips his weapon even harder. He digs the heels of his feet into the group as an effort to ground himself. He knew that if he were to take a single step, he’d run to you, and he’s not sure if he can stop himself. He takes a breath to calm himself, and every breath of air he breathes makes him wish he could breathe that same life into you instead. “It’s for my nation.” He says as calmly as he can. Oh, how he wished he could run to you, kiss you, and heal you. He continues with bated breath. “You know I cherish my nation.”

You cough, blood splattering out. “More than you cherish me?” You ask weakly. “More than you cherish us?”

Zhongli’s eyes soften with sadness. “Yes…more than I cherish you, my love.”

You sigh, suddenly feeling the fatigue hit you like a truck. You’re so tired. So, so tired. You voice out your thoughts. “I’m exhausted, Zhongli.” Your voice is weak, along with your body.

“I’m sorry.” He says before facing away from you. He can’t bear to look at you in this state. He can’t bear to see what he’s done to you. He takes slow steps away, using all his willpower to not turn around and run to your side.

“I love you, Zhongli.” You call out.

He takes one final look. “I love you too, dearest.”

A sad, soft smile etches itself onto your face. Your eyelids droop, and eventually, they flutter closed. Zhongli stares at you sadly. His weapon drops to the ground, making a loud clatter. The silence is deafening. He peers at your lifeless body before closing his eyes. “You’ll always be my favorite story.” He whispers.

A single tear falls from his eyes.

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seakicker · 1 year

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mother's day hc that you tell the genshin boys you're pregnant on mother's day so they decide to celebrate by getting you double pregnant?

YES MA’AM i had a randomizer pick four names for me out of all the guys i write for… kinda laughing at 3/4 of them being all the Serious, Stoic ones lol

fem reader, pregnancy, breeding, overstimulation (alhaitham) and knotting (gorou) below!

alhaitham

You can never be too sure, he says— a good, valid experiment hinges upon proper reliability. Do you know how many undergraduate experimental reports he’s dismissed on account of their supposed “results” being the chance of mere coincidence or random chance? It never hurts to eliminate the possibility of a false positive and to ensure that your positive pregnancy test result is a true positive by breeding you all over again and having you take another pregnancy test in five weeks or so.

When you tell him you’re pregnant, he responds with a quiet nod before almost analyzing all of the behavior you’ve displayed over the last few weeks. Yes, the news makes perfect sense— last week, Alhaitham overheard you wondering aloud if your period was late or if you had just tracked it wrong, and he’d have to be a fool to not know what a missed period is the universal signifier of. The news comes at a perfect time, so he couldn’t be happier— though your husband certainly has a… uniquely stoic way of expressing happiness.

That night, he replicates every last aspect of the night he imagines he got you pregnant some five weeks ago (it’s a simple calculation, really) down to your spot on the bed and the clothes he was wearing just to make sure that a false positive is out of the question. Perhaps he’ll have to come inside if you twice tonight just to really seal the deal that you’re pregnant— once is chance, twice is a coincidence, and thrice is a true pattern. You’d like to try and convince him that surely there’s no need for all of this, that pregnancy tests rarely, rarely fail or show an incorrect result, but there’s no pushing back against your husband’s logical calculations or sense of reason— not that you’re much in the condition to even try to speak with him anyways.

When your husband has you spread open wide with your knees pressed up against either side of your chest, a light conversation is absolutely out of the picture. You’d consider it a feat to muster up anything other than splintered whines of your husband’s name and delicate pleas for him to slow down— though, truthfully, it’d be an even bigger feat if you managed to successfully convince Alhaitham of doing the latter. He hasn’t stalled or slowed his pace for even a fraction of a second because he, of course, is trying to replicate the night he very likely knocked you up exactly, and he just so happened to be absolutely railing you that night.

“You can certainly take more than this.” That’s all he offers when you beg him to slow down again. “I’ve discovered, met, and exceeded every last one of your limits myself, and this pace, this position, and this fervor hardly come close to any of those. I’m simply validating your claim before I take to preparing the spare room for our child.”

You gasp and let your head fall back against the pillow, defeated and overwhelmed in equal tandem by your husband’s delightful Mother’s Day plans.

Alhaitham only chuckles once, a satisfied smirk so faint on his lips that you almost don’t catch it at all. “You’ll be alright. We’ll have nine entire months to be gentle.”

zhongli

Zhongli has lived a normal human lifetime nearly ninety times over— yet, fascinatingly, he always insists he’s come nowhere close in experiencing everything life, nature, humanity, and civilization have to offer, an assertion you’ve always found downright impossible to fathom. How does somebody not get bored after six thousand years of life? You know people who are bored after just four years of working in the same career before they jump ship and try to find something, anything completely different.

He offers the exact same explanation every single time you once again ask how he still finds things to do, places to go, and activities to enjoy after being alive for so long— he always, always smiles softly and explains that he never gets bored with life because you’re in it, and you show him new things, new foods, and new ways to love and enjoy the world that he never even imagined prior to meeting you.

You’ll admit that you’ve found his reasoning somewhat hard to believe on a few separate occasions— like he’s seriously been alive for over six thousand years, yet he’s never tried red bean ice cream from Inazuma before? It’s not exactly a rare or expensive good. However, there are other times when you think you understand what he means, and his logic has never been more evident than today because you told your darling husband that you’re pregnant this morning.

“I’ve never been a father before,” Zhongli hums as he presses a wide circle of kisses all around the cusp of your tummy. “I’ve tutored and taught many, but I’ve never raised a child as my own from their very birth.”

“Does it make you nervous?” You grip his left hand a little tighter as his right comes to rub a soothing circle over the apex of your soft belly.

He pauses for a moment. “I see no reason to be afraid of new experiences, let alone ones I have you to guide me through. I’ve found that sampling life’s uncertainties and navigating its surprises provide far more enrichment than routine.”

You laugh. “I don’t think I can do much ‘guiding’ here, my love— I’ve never been a mother before either. I don’t know what I’m doing.”

Zhongli melts. How do you always know just how to tickle his heart with the most innocuous of statements?

“And that is exactly why I’m not nervous— because we’ll have each other to both learn from and learn alongside. I’ve spent the vast majority of my life being the teacher and not the student, so opportunities to learn with you excite me.”

All you can do is hide your face with your free hand, your cheeks warm and your grin obvious. Your husband chuckles and kisses a line down the bottom half of your tummy, down your hips, and all the way down, down, down until he runs into the fabric of your panties.

“I’ve read that intimacy during pregnancy has an array of positive effects for a mother,” Zhongli notes, gently sliding a hand down to tug your panties to the side. “We’ll have to try every last tip and wives’ tale, won’t we, my love?”

diluc

Completely opposite to that of Zhongli, Diluc’s perspective on celebratory sex on Mother’s Day is that it’s about as tired, cliche, and lazy as celebratory sex on a birthday, New Year’s Eve, or Valentine’s Day. Really, any other holiday where people feel the need to either supplement their actual present with sex because they fear what they really bought their spouse just isn’t good enough on its own or because they forgot to get them a present entirely.

Or so he says.

He’s always been of the opinion that love and intimacy expressed on a random day of the year without any special meaning bears more weight than celebratory holiday sex— why should sex be included as part of the celebratory experience when a married couple is expected to regularly display intimacy towards one another? You’ve teased him about this cynical, grumpy take plenty of times, but you’ve almost come to agree with him regardless— it’s hard to even have the energy for sex at the end of your birthday or on the evening of Valentine’s Day when you’re just so exhausted by everything Diluc planned for you during the day. Perhaps it’s entirely because he doesn’t take special occasions lightly that he sees no need to end the day on a cliche.

Well, there’s a first for everything.

“I thought you don’t do celebratory sex,” you whimper with a sharp inhale. You had meant for the statement to sound more teasing and alluring, but it’s damn near impossible to keep your composure when your husband’s spent the past hour and a half between your legs.

Diluc, for the first time in ninety minutes, actually pulls away from your slick, saliva-coated pubic mound to stare up at you over your tummy. How amusing— this is the smallest he’ll see your tummy for the next nine months, and something tells him he’s not going to miss it whatsoever.

“We’ve never celebrated Mother’s Day before simply because you were never a mother for any of them. Today is different— and of course this news deserves celebration.” That’s right— you did mention to Diluc that you’re pregnant this morning over breakfast, didn’t you?

You take advantage of this impromptu break to make eye contact with your husband, who hasn’t looked this… disheveled in quite some time. Bangs plastered to his forehead, nose and chin dripping with a mix of saliva and your fluids, and pupils blown wide with desire, this is a Diluc you don’t get to see very often— and you know how to revel in the treat.

“Making exceptions to your own rules doesn’t suit you.” There, that one actually sounded teasing.

He offers a sort of shrug in response. “I’d have to be devoid of all emotion entirely to not want to celebrate my wife’s body when she tells me it’s pregnant with our very first child.” He glides his soaked lips down the inside of your thighs elegantly and with purpose, taking care to stop just before where thigh meets labia to really relish in your scent.

“Besides,” Diluc murmurs. “I’d like to map out how your body looks now so I can properly appreciate how much lovelier you’ll look once you begin to actually show how well I’ve bred you.”

gorou

Gorou tentatively asks you to repeat yourself just to make sure that he heard you properly, which carries a good amount of irony given his exceptionally superhuman hearing. He just wants to make sure he heard you properly— telling him you’re pregnant on Mother’s Day? He can’t think of anything more perfect than that, so it’d be a shame if he just imagined you saying it— he’s dreamed of being a father for so long now that if you were to hit him with a “gotcha” now, he might faint from disappointment.

Realistically, he should’ve put two and two together three weeks ago, but leave it to your husband to miss something glaringly obvious without your explicit guidance or direction. It’s almost funny to think that, despite his keen sense of smell, taste, and hearing, his overprotective nature, and his well-developed common sense, it’s so easy for him to miss the elephant in the room and get distracted by something incredibly unrelated to whatever he’s supposed to be looking out for.

He should have known from the second he found himself growing more and more overprotective of you without any visible or tangible piece of evidence as to why— you weren’t sick, you weren’t injured, and you weren’t otherwise vulnerable… or so he thought. It wasn’t obvious to him at the time, but now that you’ve confirmed it for him… it makes perfect sense. His nose already knew you were pregnant then— he picked up in the slightest change in your hormone levels without even realizing it, and now that he knows you’re pregnant?

He won’t leave your side for a single moment these next nine months.

Apparently, his vow to stay by your side 24/7 started the very moment you first broke the news to him— with your husband pressed so close up against you, you wouldn’t be surprised if you two just simply combined. Gorou’s hips slap against your ass so roughly and so quickly the sound of skin making contact with skin bounces off the walls and fills your ears, almost threatening to drown out your husband’s elated rambling.

Almost, but not quite. Nothing will get him to stop talking once he’s already started running his mouth.

“I just— I’ve just wanted this for so long,” he pants, looping his hands around your thighs to press them against the front your belly. “It’s just instinct, I guess? I just— Archons— there’s no better way to spend my life than with a sweet wife and a big, big family of our cute little pups.” He’ll be sure to keep you pregnant now that the precedent has already been established— Gorou knows he’ll miss taking you doggy style when your belly gets too big to safely attempt such a position, but he’s sure he can figure out a nice, comfortable compromise.

“I’ll get lots of time off from work! It’ll be easy. I’ll spend every day taking good, good care of you and our family because that’s— that’s what good husbands do, right? I’ll get Thoma to teach me tons of nutritious meals for you because I only know how to prepare quick rations for troops,” Gorou notes with a sheepish chuckle before he hunches over your back and whimpers brokenly. Will you still be able to take his knot while you’re pregnant, or will it be too much for you? He can’t push you too far now that you’re the most delicate you’ve ever been, heavy with the promise of a big family, right?

“I love you so much,” he gasps, nails digging into your belly softly as he loses control of himself. “And I’ll be the best father possible!”

#happy belated mother’s day to all you gorjust people #reblog to get triple pregnant #cw breeding #cw pregnancy #spicy #alhaitham smut #zhongli smut #diluc smut #gorou smut #gorou x reader #diluc x reader #zhongli x reader #alhaitham x reader #fem reader #genshin smut #genshin impact smut #genshin x reader #genshin impact x reader

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throwaway-yandere · 1 year

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FLAWLESS (Yandere!Various Genshin/Reader)

A/n: This is a complete interactive fic w/ CGs! There’s an HP system and 4 possible endings (yandere!Scaramouche, Alhaitham, Kaveh, and Kazuha). This is my final fanfic and I really put my best effort into drawing and writing this. Have fun!!! Your choices matter so read the evidences properly and try not to get a bad ending hahaha. (Pls answer this poll after and feel free to send me memes about who you got hAHHAHA)

Unreliable Synopsis: (Danganronpa!Genshin AU) If this is your last dance as an idol, then you do not want it. No. You’ll make the real criminal sing instead.

CW: yandere themes, blood, murders (well duh ansy–), and brief mentions of suicide.

Kazuha frowned. "For (L/n) (Y/n), this whole ordeal must seem like a flawless crime."

"They don't know the murder weapon, the suspects— no nothing." Kaveh sighed.

Alhaitham interjected. "Indeed, but the real questions will begin in a moment."

Words punctured the air in nameless accusations. Each time people enter this room, only distrust looms acting both as a safety blanket and suffocating plastic. You stared at the people left. One, two, three, four, five... You clenched your fist, and all those fingers pointed back at you.

The sixth.

There are only six survivors left.

"Say, (L/n) (Y/n)." Your Akademiyan companions stared at you as Kunikuzushi’s smirk could practically be heard in his voice. "Where were you at the time of the murder?"

You gulped.

The Teyvat Akademiya. Home only to the most renowned student of their craft. The faculty carefully picks out select groups of students to be their new freshmen- and it can only be counted by hand how many had declined such a generous offer. It was a government state university, but it was also a golden ticket to knowing people from high places.

Each student was known for contributing something in their fields of interest. In fact, both your adoptive siblings were alumni of this prestigious school. Your brother Aether was a famous "adventurer" (as he loved to call himself instead of an artifact-obsessed archeologist) whereas your sister Lumine was a remarkable swordswoman with a straight-edged track record. Even your older friends, Dainsleif, and a certain glasses-wearing individual you had forgotten the name of were graduates and now boast incredible resumes befitting of an Akademiyan. Each alumnus you've met wasn't someone any person with a head on their shoulders would dare disrespect.

But that was not the reason for your schoolmates’ evident intimidation.

“Allow them a moment to process,” Alhaitham scoffed. “The Body Discovery Announcement was approximately 2 hours ago. It’s challenging for individuals from the entertainment industry such as them to comprehend complicated matters in a few seconds.”

“I would’ve fainted at your rare attempt at empathy if it wasn't obviously pointed,” Kaveh scoffed before turning to you with a soft stare. “(Y/n), don’t listen to these two, I’m sure we can find out if you’re innocent or not later.”

You gave a short nod of assent.

Tragically, murders had become the norm for college students like yourself. No one has flinched at Kaveh’s grim mention of a suspect lurking by and none had the insanity to deny what had occurred.

It began when you first woke up in one of the Akademiya's classrooms. You stirred awake on a desk near Shikanoin Heizou, the "Detective Prince". He was a famous figure, so you instantly believed him when he said you were both hauled into this location against your will. You were enthused by his infectious desire to uncover whatever was behind the “kidnapping” you found yourselves in. He told you not to worry, that despite the barred windows and inaccessible exits, you'd both "probably" find a way out. As you both wandered around the area, you found fourteen other students (some familiar faces, some not as much). For a brief moment of hope, everyone thought escape was possible.

That was until a certain cold-eyed puppet entered the scene.

A heartless puppet you’re sure was waiting for everyone just under that elevator.

“Is… Is this everyone?” You asked like a mouse, frightened as your eyes darted for any hints of twinned cyan hair. Nothing about your recent behavior had gone unnoticed.

Senior Faruzan is missing…

Yoimiya frowned, grabbing your hand for comfort. “(Y/n)…”

Kunikuzushi scoffed. “Enough of this dumb ohhh boohoo exhibit. Let’s go.”

The most mysterious of the bunch left for the stairs immediately, punching the button on the elevator to its ground floor. Yoimiya huffed, muttering complaints about Kuni’s behavior while the three other men followed her silently. No one took the stairs two at a time and walked at a snail’s pace. A clear indication that no one wanted this to occur.

And just like in the previous cases, Kazuha’s eyes were on you the entire time but spoke nothing of this behavior.

The elevator door opened. You looked at the camera above it. If the Shogun's words are to be trusted, then the outside world is watching your every move like reality TV.

If that's the case, might as well give them a show.

Kunikuzushi stepped aside, royally ushering everyone— and specifically YOU— in.

“Idols first.”

Everyone entered the trial room. If the mood from earlier was tense, it is worse now that you’re inside. Stepping into the cold room makes the situation all the more real.

There is an execution waiting to happen, but without a hint if it’ll be “us” or “them”. Every bright person inside the room here had previously partaken in 4 of these court sessions by force. Since no one can exit the premises nor contact the outside world, the only key out was to kill and avoid getting caught. 5 people had attempted to commit murder, and considering how you’re still breathing, none of the “blackened” had succeeded in getting their way.

How… How did it come to this?

You enrolled in the Akademiya in hopes that you'd also find the subtle clues as to why Aether went missing, this wasn't in your plan.

Getting roped into this killing “game” was on no one’s to-do list. You received an invitation to enroll in the Akademiya because of your stark idol career, although your siblings being famous alumni may have greatly increased your chances of receiving that privilege. You would’ve thrown that paper into the fire if you knew you’d get dizzy upon arriving in the Akademiya and will wake up in such a heartbreaking dilemma. Hearing from a grapevine, you discovered that Kaveh was invited for his architectural drafts, Kazuha for his poems and a bit of swordsmanship in his repertoire, Yoimiya for her firework shows, and Kunikuzushi?… You don’t know. But you are wholly aware as to why Alhaitham is here as your senior— you were there when he opened his letter after all.

The “mascot” is yet to make her entrance. So, as “obedient” students, you’ve uncomfortably shuffled to the places you were meant to stand. Bile rose inside your throat as you looked at the last five students excluding yourself circling the room— with Faruzan’s crossed-out portrait to your right while Kamisato Ayaka’s on your left. It would appear that most of the dead students were on your side and the closest breathing person next to you was Kunikuzushi, who was two photographs away.

Alhaitham, Amber, Tighnari, Ajax, Albedo, Kamisato Ayaka, You, Faruzan, Xiao, "Kunikuzushi", Kaveh, Cyno, Yoimiya, Layla, Yunjin, Kaedehara Kazuha, and Shikanoin Heizou.

The deceased faces had been crossed out in bright violet paint, a nauseatingly unsubtle reminder that only six remained. Yet, the one that was meant to sit towering above was missing.

“… Where’s The Shogun?” Kazuha asked.

“Ah, so you do have a voice. And here I was about to call you a cricket. I thought our poet lost his words, considering how the previous trial ended,” Kunikuzushi mocked, rolling his eyes. “Just wait and see.”

You sighed, hoping it was quiet enough for Kuni not to have heard it.

The last trial broke everyone’s spirits and sense of camaraderie the most. Before trials, the puppet gives everyone an incentive to kill. In the Ayaka-Heizou murder case, each student was given a videotape that raised more questions than answers. Yours was a clip of Lumine, your fellow theater actors, and idol mates congratulating you for your enrollment before it cuts off to a scene of your home burned to cinders. As for Ayaka, hers was a short-lived message of her older brother asking her to come visit the clan for Thoma’s upcoming birthday— before it cuts to a gruesome scene of her brother fatally wounded on their living room floor.

“Find out what happens once you graduate!”... and then the tape ends.

Whoever was the mastermind behind this killing, you had to admit, they were an expert in psychological torture. And unfortunately for everyone, Ayaka was a smart individual— killing the most trustworthy student, Heizou, to cover her tracks better. She put up quite the fight in manipulating everyone to think that you and Kaveh were possible culprits.

You even got into an argument with the calmest person around. Kazuha was “convinced” that Ayaka was right, which led to you two entering an incredibly heated argument that left him depressed with his rejected apology. You were on "good terms" with him before, that being he would always offer to cook food and accompany you often.

… Perhaps that was a good thing. Discreetly, you thought he strangely knew you to a degree that makes you far from comfortable. It still bugs you how he knew you all too well and yet you know nothing about him other than his aspirations: traditional Inazuman poetry writing with a bit of karuta on the side.

Maybe he used to be a big fan of yours? Even so, the foundation of your music, choreography, and persona was weaved through a tapestry of feel-good lies. And yet, he was wise enough to speak your true thoughts before you even hesitated to voice them in your cheery idol tone.

But that’s not the issue right now.

The issue on your plate was that you had no evidence to prove your innocence except for the list of school rules on your E-Handbook because you were convinced someone will kill you during the investigation.

You laughed to yourself bitterly. Might as well review those rules now.

You opened the E-Handbook.

As per “school rules”, there are regulations to be had in a murder game, but none stick to you as these three. Rule #10 and #7: A class trial will commence after three or more students have discovered a corpse, and a Body Discovery Announcement will play as soon as it occurs. However, a trial will be held if and only if every survivor is present; failure to do so will result in class “expulsion.”

And the last rule that never left your mind was Rule #8: If the guilty party is exposed during the class trial, they alone will be executed.

By the end of Trial #4, she did not receive a proper execution. Ayaka was compelled to restore her honor and raised her sword to…

…

… You couldn’t hate her for it. Even though you were close friends with Heizou, you couldn’t hate any of your fellow students. They all had family, hopes, and visions for the future. Each one here was "a fledgling barely out of the nest." You couldn’t deny that you would’ve done the same.

"Since the Shogun isn't here yet, let's get a headstart," Kaveh gripped the court fence, eyeing everyone with a nervous stare and stiff posture. "What's your alibis?"

Nobody raised their voice initially. You cast a pitying glance toward Kaveh. When it comes to your closest friendships, he comes in second only to Heizou. As someone who had seen the horrors of the media which is essentially a mirror of the world's social issues, Kaveh's one of the few decent individuals left on the planet, in your opinion. In moments of quiet, you, Kaveh, and Faruzan used to chat together, with Heizou periodically interrupting to share his findings regarding everyone's entrapment.

Considering how Kaveh is your last true friend left, you volunteered yourself.

"I never left my room," you spoke audibly depressed, no longer caring that you appeared un-idol-like. "And I refused entry as well. I heard a couple of angry knocks at 9:37 p.m., but I didn't open my door for anyone."

You looked at Kazuha, hurt and accusingly.

You'd never forget how Kazuha called you a murderer. That intense argument made up 30% of Heizou's class trial. He lost his composure and called you a "dishonorable monster". The whole back-and-forth was very much unlike him. After the trial, neither of you talked– and you never left your room unless it was to get something to eat without anyone in sight.

If he was the one who killed Faruzan because he can’t get to you, then you’ll…

"9:37 eh? You got a watch now?" Kunikuzushi pointed at your wrist.

You snapped out of your aggression and nodded, which made him break out in a fit of laughter.

"HAHAHA!!!" Kunikuzushi grinned, wide. "Learned your lesson, huh?!"

You scoffed, but your ego was humbled and your heart sank at his harsh words.

Everyone in the room nearly lost their lives because of your time-blindness. It's precisely what made Kazuha suspicious of your motives. You were always unsure of the time, hence, you didn't have the most watertight alibi compared to Ayaka. Before you entered your room to lock yourself, Alhaitham blocked the door with his shoe and handed you his spare wristwatch. He was the last person you saw before your self-isolation.

"Good," Alhaitham said. "And you, Kunikuzushi?"

"Are we going to ignore that angry knocking thing?" Kaveh rightfully asked.

"Let's complete the first task first," Alhaitham answered. "Let's follow the circle; it's (Y/n), then Kunikuzushi, Kaveh, Yoimiya, Kazuha, then I."

"Conveniently putting yourself last," Kunikuzushi snarled. "But whatever. I was napping in my dorm. Woke up when I heard footsteps outside and decided to investigate. The discovery alarm rang off when I entered the nurse's office the second time."

Kaveh fell silent, his face pale.

"I… never went to m dorm that night"

"Oh?" You and Yoimiya curiously said in unison.

"I-I was with Alhaitham, patrolling!!!" Kaveh defended; his arms in the air. "I swear on my life, I was with him! We're probably the footsteps Kuni heard."

He spoke as if it was a good thing with his mouth, but he was whispering that it wasn’t with his eyes.

"Can't be certain," Kunikuzushi threw in a quick grumble and snapped his fingers. “But I think that's probably the case.”

"That makes sense. I mean, if Kuni was telling the truth then that just means there's more chance it's just those two hopping around. Oh, and I was actually on the second floor at the time. I was in the recreational room cause I wanted to get tokens for the cute little Shogun Stall.'' If Kuni’s side comment lasted a month, then Yoimiya's would be a year– but her good cheer is just what everyone needed to alleviate the tension.

"I wasn't in my dorm room either," Kazuha said. "I was in the cafeteria. I couldn't sleep so I decided to fry fish."

"True, I think. When I checked the cafeteria a knife was missing from the shelf."

"We’ll keep your fact-checking in mind, Miss Naganohara."

No soul was sure if Alhaitham was being genuine about it except for you. And the answer was yes, he was being warily appreciative. Admittedly, you don’t know any of these people before this killing game started, except for one person…

Alhaitham looked away, conscious of how you looked at him.

In all fairness, Alhaitham was closer to Lumine than you and Aether, and he wasn’t your favorite neighbor either. As a kid, he was the type who would leave in the middle of hide-and-seek simply because the ordeal wasn’t “stimulating” to his developing intellect. He had a habit of causing uncomfortable situations just to “observe” your reactions with an emotionless stare. Alhaitham had once given you a sumeru rose with a startling grasshopper to see how you would behave, and the worst part is that everyone knows he did these without malice. His grandmother had to force a sorry out of him for your tears to dry. “He probably has a crush on you, you know how boys are,” was the excuse the old lady tried, but your twin siblings were quick to shut that thought down. You and he were simply oil and water, nothing more, nothing less.

But there were times you two got along. When you aired out loud sentiments regarding how stuffy his room must be, you snatched the book he was reading and dashed up the nearest tree. Despite his grumbling reservations, he was thankful that you taught him how to climb that afternoon. That was the first you saw him smile wider than usual and offered to narrate the book you stole: The Little Prince.

However, that version of Alhaitham you’ve come to love remains awol amidst this killing game.

"As for my whereabouts: Kaveh is correct. He and I were patrolling just the first floor and exchanging conversation. Neither of us could sleep. We started at 9:15 and ended abruptly at 11:05, when we, along with Kunikuzushi, found–"

"The body." Kunikuzushi finished.

"Yes," Alhaitham said.

Kunikuzushi smirked. From your perspective, the worst part about this was not Kunikuzushi’s inappropriate smugness, but the look in his eyes that mirrored what Heizou used to have— what your good friend used to be. The light in his eyes, his more forward demeanor, the way he crossed his arms and snapped his fingers– it was as if he was copying him.

Mocking him.

You hate Kunikuzushi. You detest just how much you don’t know why he’s in the Akademiya or anything else about him other than his first name. You loathe how he had made it his job to be the antagonist of every damn class trial. You hate how he looks at you as though you’re beneath him. You despise how much he is willing to withhold vital information till the very end.

Kunikuzushi is like a commedia dell’arte stock character. A Scaramouche. An unreliable servant. You can’t trust a man who said he was moved by your acting in all your filmography only to act like he wants nothing more than to crush your spirits once lives were at stake.

After listening to everyone’s alibis, your intuition screamed from something deep within a place you had begun to trust after experiencing these trials:

Out of six survivors, FOUR of them are hiding something.

“Is everyone present?”

Before you could speak up, a low and refined woman’s voice stole everyone’s attention. All turned to gaze at the long synthetic-haired lady with a katana by her side. She returned the stares with an unfathomable coldness as she strutted to her throne, the silk of her grand kimono touching the floor.

There she is. The lone audience and judge. The puppet: the Almighty Raiden Shogun. Undoubtedly made of metal and not flesh. Xiao had learned that firsthand when he sacrificed his life in an honorable duel against the captor— but seeking freedom by force was of no use when she herself is capable of the murders she wished to witness.

“Very well. We shall begin.”

“W-Wait, hold up, ma'am!”

The last vaguely extroverted cheerleader raised her hand; her bravery to interrupt the Shogun was acknowledged.

“... Can I share my E-Handbook data with (Y/n)?” She asked, high-pitched.

The medical and criminological technology of this era eluded everyone. Trapped inside the Akademiya with no phones or any signal to the outside world, each student only has their E-Handbook to rely on. It contains information the owner investigated regarding murders and records testimonies made by their peers. A handbook is only “handy” for both people who were hoping to survive and those who were hoping to twist the facts.

And that offer is exactly what you need.

“You see– they didn’t leave their room during the investigation period– probably worried that the killer might be after them next and they kinda turned into a hikikomori for the past few days. I’m kinda worried they wouldn’t be able to defend themselves on this trial so… So, uh… Pretty please?” The blonde girl smiled nervously.

The Raiden Shogun stared, calculating.

“I shall allow it.”

“Thank you so much!” Yoimiya tapped her E-Handbook as fast as she could, more eager than you were in watching the loading screen fill up.

(SYSTEM: RECEIVING NAGANOHARA YOIMIYA’S E-HANDBOOK DATA…)

(SYSTEM: TRANSFER COMPLETE.)

You smiled at Yoimiya but it came out crooked and jaded. She didn’t complain that you weren’t at your top form today, but she did send you a loud “Do your best!” in her native tongue.

The Shogun walked to the throne and took her seat.

“Now then, let the class trial begin.”

Out like a bolt of lightning, the doors behind you were completely shut with metal bars in her flick of a wrist. In her twisted form of justice, she hammered the circular surface with her gavel.

“Court is now in session.”

(SYSTEM: TAP HERE TO CONTINUE)

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moonsaver · 6 months

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Yandere!Idol!Alhaitham has been on my mind for SO long oh my goodness.........

Idol!Alhaitham, who's spotted laughing for the first time you attend those fanmeetings, and crack the stupidest joke ever. Fancams all around the room caught that moment, and it's gotten wildly famous within the fandom.

Idol!Alhaitham who mentions to have taken a "liking" to someone in all the interviews after that one fanmeeting. The fandom is quick to connect the dots, and everything's up in a rage at the mere mention of that one fancam. Alhaitham isn't oblivious to their reactions.

Idol!Alhaitham, who, somehow, manages to find details about you, your purchases of their merch, and somehow manages to always pull a few strings to make you the winner of any giveaways you join that are hosted by their company. It's almost laughably easy for him.

Idol!Alhaitham, who deep down hates it when he realizes he's not your favorite within the group. Your eyes are on another member on the stage. Your likes are of another member's fancam. You repost another member's clips and moments. Most of the merch you own of his is just bonus you get along with the actual merch you wanted to buy. He's not having it.

Idol!Alhaitham who tracks down your socials, and takes a note of all the clothing brands you own, your aesthetics, your hobbies, and makes it a point to include it into his photos. You couldn't have known an idol as famous as him would even buy from the same niche clothing brand as you, right? Maybe your eyes are just tricking you..

Idol!Alhaitham, who you've started spotting more and more frequently around your area. More of their concerts are being held in your area, and it gives him the perfect excuse to stage a chance encounter with you, as if he hadn't been stalking you for the past couple of weeks beforehand. He pulls you along to private and hidden spaces with a convenient excuse to "not get caught". You're not sure if that was his intention, because he keeps pulling you along to more and more shady areas, with lesser and lesser people. It's already late, and it's surprising that he has more time than you. Isn't his schedule supposed to be packed?

Idol!Alhaitham, who becomes more active in songwriting after that "chance encounter". And it's evident most of them are intensely romantic in nature, eerily mentioning details about you not even most of your friends would have known, in passing adlibs. The fandom's picked up on it, but they've yet to pick up on the fact that it's you he's writing about.

Idol!Alhaitham, who's now shamelessly convincing the public that he's in a relationship with someone, that someone supposed to be you. It becomes so widespread within the fandom that it becomes hard to back out now. If you refuse, or even try, an anonymous account may leak your information, and it won't be soon before you recieve death threats,stalkers,or something even worse. It's better to go along with what he says, isn't it? He knows just what to say.

Idol!Alhaitham, that collects your photos instead. He has every single one of them pinned with respective dates, in a hidden drawer of his room, where not a single employee can find it to take it away. You realize how wrong things have gone when you start receiving copies of these photos with an abundance of his merch from giveaways you hadn't even joined.

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clovdgyu · 9 months

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Punishment Time for Kitten - Alhaitham

#alhaitham x m!reader #smut, fluff #will be turning my stories into genshin hehe

#warnings: angry top!haitham, rough handling, overstimulation, bondage, spanking, degrading, car sex, kinky stuffs, slut shaming, kitten kink, master kink, m/n's a lying brat, pain kink, unprotected sex, MENTIONS OF DOM AND SUB

"Oh, yeah? Then what happened next?" One of your friends asked you, which you answered with a mocking smirk then scoffed as you crossed your arms and began to chuckle darkly, enticing your friends to listen carefully to each word you say. If there was anything they knew about you, it was that you don't show anyone mercy, not even teachers.

You stopped your small intro then looked into their eyes. "Bitch began to ask for more. Who knew such nerd could be such a slut for my dick?" You boasted out as you began to laugh loudly, along with your friends who laughed just as loud as you did which annoyed your other classmates. "But don't tell—"

Then, the door creaked open, indicating that someone had entered the classroom. It was the school's nerd, Alhaitham. If anyone asked who Alhaitham is, he is a scholar at your school and quite the perfectionist. Always deemed as a teacher's pet and an honor student.

Feeling your eyes on him, he fixed his glasses that were settled on the bridge of his nose. Per your story, everyone saw how his usually sleaked hair was tousled, and his neck evident with bright purple marks, small remnants from the events of last night. You could only stare at the older male in fear as you gulped.

"Oh, look. It's the nerd. M/N here was telling us about how you were fucked into oblivion."

Hearing this, Alhaitham stopped in his tracks and turned to look at you with a subtle glare, making you look back at your friends before you cleared your throat. "Y-Yeah. Dude, seriously. For a buff and strong guy, his moans were too high-pitched it had hurt my fucking ears," you lied, which only made the silver-haired male's glare to grow more serious. "I wasn't able to survive through it, so I stopped."

Alhaitham just stared at the group of friends and fixed his bag straps then let out a scoff. "Is that so?" Alhaitham stated as he held onto his bag's straps.

You looked at the taller male with an anxious look then nodded hesitantly, wanting to continue your 'top behavior' act. "What? Embarrassed that such person like me had gotten your virginity? Don't be embarrassed, slut. You were the one who were asking for my dick."

Almost everyone in the classroom had laughed as they all heard your statement, and by almost, I mean except for Alhaitham (who just stared daggers at you) and you (who was already quivering in fear but made it subtle). You didn't know what you had put yourself into.

Alhaitham looked away as he moved towards his desk and placed his notebook on top of it.

That whole day, Alhaitham was teased and badmouthed. They called him all sorts of nicknames such as cumslut, dick lover, attention whore, cum dumpster, and other names that students could ever think of.

While you were walking towards the school's exit, you avoided the silver-haired male at all costs, scared that he would kill you with his bare hands.

Just as you thought that you were finally in the clear, Alhaitham's car had stopped in front of you. You began to quiver in fear, scared of what's to come for you. Swallowing hard, you looked from side to side then looked at the car before sighing. You were about to run away but seems like Haitham knew what you were planning since he rolled the windows down. "Get. In. Now."

You entered the car without second-guessing, not wanting to anger Alhaitham more. Why you all ask? Well, you were the man's sub and had disobeyed his rules he had set between you two. One, being 'be respectful and obedient', which you failed to follow miserably, judging how pissed off Alhaitham was with you. You wanted to apologize but you knew angry Haitham was scary.

See, three days ago, you thought you had managed to wrap the man around your finger but the desired outcome became opposite. It was you who was now wrapped around his finger. "You've been a bad boy, kitten," he started which made you look down at your fingers.

Wanting to stay with your 'bad boy' aura, you just huffed as you looked outside the window. "You can't tell me what to do, Alhaitham," you said disrespectfully and rolled your eyes. "This is my body and I can do anything with it."

He groaned in annoyance as he started the engine and drove towards his house. You were already scared shitless but you didn't want Alhaitham to see that. "You know, I would've lessen the chances of punishing you but you've went out of the line."

Courageously, you just rolled your eyes and clicked your tongue at him. "Eat shit!"

The silver-haired male glared at you before looking back front. He cursed loudly as he had found yourselves stuck in traffic. He let out a loud honk and banged his hand on the stirring wheel. "Fuck shit! Get out the fucking way!"

You could only chuckle at his agony, which he heard, his blood boiling at your mocking voice. The months-older male wasn't having it so he groaned in pure annoyance and began unbuckling his pants, making you look at him with wide eyes. "What are you—"

"Strip." Alhaitham demanded you, which made you shake your head as you huffed. "Are you going to strip or strip?"

Without having any much of a choice, you whimpered as you hesitated, although doing as you were told when Alhaitham glared at you. Luckily, the car's windows were tinted. Finally stripping yourself off of your uniform, Haitham hummed in satisfaction as he looked at you, wearing a blue lacey bralette and panties. "I see. You wore it. Maybe, just maybe, I'll lessen the punishment," the other male stated as he roamed his hands around your sensitive body. "Fuck, can't wait 'til we get home."

You just looked away but was shocked when the other male had taken a handful of your (H/C) hair and gripped it tightly, guiding it towards his clothed cock. Alhaitham smirked as he moaned, humping his shielded member on your cheek. You just closed your eyes as you took in his manly scent. Fuck, this feels so good. You thought. Then, he pulled you back by your hair and tugged down his Calvin Klein boxers, which you didn't notice. So, when you gasped, he used that as an advantage to insert his whole dick inside your mouth, the tip of his member hitting the back of your throat.

"MMNGH!" You gagged as you were forced to take all of Alhaitham's dick who let out a shaky grunt as he let you stay in that position; your left cheek being scraped by his trimmed hair. Tears formed on the corner of your eyes as you placed one hand on the dominant's waist while the other on his thigh. You could feel his dick at the back of your throat and the latter didn't even give a fuck if you were struggling to breath.

"Who's the dick lover now, kitten?" Alhaitham teased as he bucked his hips, making you let out small choked moans as you, nevertheless, swallowed around his dick, tears streaming down your face at the constant gagging. You hollowed your cheeks as you used your tongue to swipe along the underside of the other's member. Alhaitham groaned as he caressed your cheek with his free hand. "Breathe through your nose, kitten."

You did as you were told before your hair was pulled back. You thought it was finally over but boy were you wrong when Alhaitham suddenly pushed your head back, taking him whole again inside your mouth with a loud 'gwark' that sent shivers down the other male's spine.

Your eyes twitched as you held his thighs tightly. "Mngh!"

By this point, your tears were already flowing down your cheeks continuously as Alhaitham used your mouth to pleasure himself. "F-Fuck kitten. Your mouth is so fuckin' amazing," he praised then lightly slapped your red cheeks. "Use your tongue, slut."

You nodded as you used your tongue, using it again to lap on the underside of Alhaitham's dick. Alhaitham loved how your tongue felt which made him moan in satisfaction. You were about to pull back when the other male loosened his grip on your hair, only to be pushed back down, making you gag. "Fucking bitch. Did I tell you to stop sucking?"

Alhaitham, angered, gripped your smooth hair tighter and fucked your face as if it were an onahole. You could only groan and let out choked moans as you began to sob, feeling your throat hurt. Alhaitham, with his other free hand, grabbed something from the back seat and pulled down the underwear you were wearing. "Now, this'll hurt but it's not like I care."

He chuckled with his deep voice as he inserted the whole 6-inch dildo into your hole, making you let out a surprised gasp but was muffled by Alhaitham's dick that was shoved down inside your throat. You began to sob at the pain and Alhaitham couldn't care less, although he did caress your ass cheeks to calm you down. Truth be told, you were actually liking the pain. No way. Do I have a pain kink? You thought as you continued to suck the heck out of the other man’s dick.

Finally, the cars had started moving making, Alhaitham let out a satisfied groan. "Fucking finally!"

Alhaitham placed his hand back to the stirring wheel and to the shift after telling you to not stop sucking his dick. He would groan once in a while every time you deepthroated him. "You're getting good at this, M/N. Tell me, have you been sucking off other guys' dicks off?"

You shook your head as you knelt on your seat and began slurping and sucking on the older male's dick like how Alhaitham taught you. "That's right. I should be the only one who get to see you like this. Got that, my little dick whore?"

You nodded as Alhaitham wiped some of your tears away with his left hand and, feeling the car stop, you were about to pull back but was pushed back down yet again and heard Alhaitham groan. "FUCK~!" Not seconds later, he cummed inside of your mouth, his semen travelling down your throat which you swallowed immediately albeit forced.

Alhaitham panted as he watched you suck him dry before you pulled his dick off your mouth with a pop, a string of saliva connecting your lips from his dick. He loved the sight and as much as he wanted to dwell on it, you two still have a lot of punishment to get to.

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"A-Alhaitham, please..n-no—AH! Mm—ah," you moaned as you clutched tighter on the ropes that restrained your hands from reaching your ass. You arched your back, curling your toes as you cum yet again for the 5th time that day with a loud whiney sound, the sound going straight to Alhaitham's dick.

"I'm pretty sure I heard wrong, but what did you say?" Alhaitham asked through gritted teeth as he turned the vibrator to its highest level, making you squirm on the bed as you began to sob at how you were being overstimulated, tears staining the blindfold that was placed on you.

"S-Sorry, master..I-I'm sorry..p-please no—AHH!" You let out a dragged-out moan as you felt Alhaitham insert another vibrator into your puckered hole. "W-Wait..hah.."

"Sure, wait. I know you like this—"

"Y-Yellow..m-master," you stated, making Alhaitham glare at you before rolling his eyes and sitting back on his chair with a 'tsk'. He stared at you intently, your mouth wide open as moans escaped your mouth, drool dripping down the corners of your lips, your erect member that was ready to blow, your naked body that glistened with sweat as you sobbed at the overstimulation. You keep telling Alhaitham to stop but you knew you still wanted to continue. “Green...”

Alhaitham took the other remote and turned it immediately to its highest level unexpectedly, making you let out a loud shriek as you held onto the headboard as if your life depended on it. Your eyes rolled back to the back of your head as your tongue lolled out of your mouth. Alhaitham watched as a bead of sweat dripped from your chin down to your neck, he chuckled deeply.

"You see, M/N. You could have escaped from being punished if only you had stopped when I arrived," Alhaitham stated as he stared at your sweaty naked body. He moved closer as he placed a hand on your erect member, making you let out a small gasp. "But instead, you decided to continue and even spoke back to me. What benefit will it give you, M/N? Enlighten me."

You were about to speak but Alhaitham took a hold of your dick and started to move his hand, jerking you off at a fast pace, making you squirm on the bed and to arch your back beautifully which the silver-haired male always loved to see. "AHH! M-Master..hmm.."

"You like that, slut? Want me to get this on video and spread this on the school's blog? Just to let everyone know who the whore is between the two of us," Alhaitham threatened as he felt you buck your hips on his hand that had stopped moving.

You shook your head frantically and let out a whine when Alhaitham removed his hand from your own member. "Wh-why..?" You asked as you looked around, but to no avail. The only thing you could see was pitch black and although it excites you that you couldn't see what's to happen next, it also scared you.

You have never been punished before and Alhaitham wasn't this rough, to be exact. He was always a gentle man that cared for you. Remind me never to get on his bad side again. You thought as you began to hiccup.

You heard shuffling from beside you, which made you shiver. Although, when you heard a leather belt making contact with skin, you immediately trembled in fear and tried to pull your restraints off. "M-Master, p-please...no s-spanking..h-hate it.."

"Then, you should've stopped earlier when you could have. You knew what was coming for you yet you disregarded it. Now, you have to face the consequences," Alhaitham stated as he untied the ropes on your hands. "If you dare try to escape, which you can't obviously, I might have to punish you more."

You gulped as you let out shaky breaths, whimpering when you were finally out of those restraints. You waited for Alhaitham's next move and began to fear the worst. "M-Master?"

"Turn around, pet," Alhaitham demanded you which you immediately followed. "What do you feel about 30?" He asked you as he laid your stomach onto his lap, caressing your smooth shaved ass with gentle hands.

"A-Anything's good," you answered, not wanting to anger Alhaitham. "P-Please b-be gentle.."

"You don't have a say in this, M/N. Be a good pet and take what you deserve," Alhaitham stated as he grabbed a ball gag and inserted two fingers into your mouth which you suck on like a lollipop. But, you choked when the older male pushed his fingers deeper into your throat unexpectedly.

You choked, making Alhaitham groan as he squeezed your thick thighs. He removed his finger from your mouth, momentarily playing with your tongue before removing it completely. His fingers were now coated in your own saliva, licking it clean with his own tongue.

"Open," Alhaitham instructed. You opened your mouth and felt the ball gag being placed into your mouth. You, on instinct, bit on the gag as you shakily held onto Alhaitham's hand, his other hand busy tying the gag. The other male smirked as he finally grabbed his belt and raised it, bringing it back down to slap your ass cheeks that jiggled. You bit on the ball gag as you let out muffled moans and held onto your master's arm for dear life.

"Hm. You keep telling them I was the the dick whore when it's obviously you. How many times have you released untouched, M/N?" Alhaitham asked you with a stern look, shakily raising six fingers before holding onto his arm again as he placed another slap onto your ass. "See? Just by having a vibrator up your slutty ass, you've cum six times already."

You whimpered as every harsh slap from Alhaitham's belt came in contact with your ass. "Oh fuck. I was enjoying seeing you squirm about, I lost count. I think I should restart the counting, hm, kitten?"

You immediately shook your head and held Alhaitham's arm in fear. You were talking yet it was muffled by the ball gag that was on your mouth, making Alhaitham laugh menacingly. He placed a tight grip on your hair and pulled it back, earning him a choked gasp from him. "What? You don't want to be spanked anymore?" He asked, ignoring your muffled pleas. "Too bad."

Alhaitham then raised the belt again and spanked the hell out of you, making you flinch every time the smooth leather made contact with your buttocks. The only thing you could do was sob as you accepted whatever your master gave you. "I'm not usually rough, M/N, but I was really hurt by what the other students said about me. Don't go making such rumors, again. Got it?"

You nodded again, finally heaving a sigh as you felt Alhaitham caress your ass soothingly. Then, you unexpectedly moaned when he inserted a finger into your hole without any warning. "Calm down, kitten. I'm just getting the vibrators out. Just by my fingers, you're already going crazy. What would happen if it were my dick?"

You groaned as you grinded yourself on the other's lap. You winced a little bit when you felt the vibrators exit your hole. Then, Alhaitham placed them on a wet cloth and gently removed you off his lap.

Finally, it's over. You thought as you laid down on the bed, sweaty and your hair disheveled. Alhaitham removed the ball gag on your mouth first before moving to your blindfold that was stained with tears.

You were about to speak but you were surprised when Alhaitham suddenly turned you on your stomach. "Wh-what are you d-doing?"

"What? I still haven't cum yet and I'm pretty sure this punishment is still not over," Alhaitham stated as he stripped himself off of his clothes, you subtly stared while he did so. He was finally in his naked glory and you could never get used to the fact that he was big. "Just looking at me like that makes me horny."

You looked away as you steadied yourself on your hands and knees. "Y'know, if you want to stop, you can alway say your safe word."

"I-I'm fine. J-Just get on with it," you answered as you blushed, not wanting to admit that you were indeed liking this side of Alhaitham.

"Alright. But remember, you asked for this," Alhaitham chuckled with his deep voice and got behind you, poking his erect dick's tip on your awaiting hole. You flinched and slowly looked back at Alhaitham.

"N-No prep? M-Master, I-I can't take—nngh!" You were cut off when Alhaitham pushed his tip inside your hole that immediately clenched onto him.

"Huh? Wasn't the vibrators and dildo enough? You say no but your body's speaking otherwise," Alhaitham stated as he slammed his whole length inside your tight hole which made you let out a choked gasp. "Shit, still fuckin' tight for master, huh, kitten?"

"AH! M-Master, y-your dick...i-it hurts.." You stated as you gripped the bedsheets tightly.

"It's supposed to. This is a punishment anyway," he stated but nonetheless slowed down to make you grow accustomed to his length, making you whine at how you could feel his entire length push in and out of you.

After giving Alhaitham a small nod of approval, he immediately thrusted into your ass at a fast pace, making you gasp. "GAHH! S-Slow down, m-master!"

"Remember, kitten. Color?" Alhaitham asked he stilled his thrusting inside you. With your head hung low, you sighed deeply. As much as you wanted to say 'yellow' or 'red', you didn't want Alhaitham to stop.

"G-Green," you answered.

"Attaboy, M/N. See? You love my cock so much you don't want me to stop. Fucking slut," Alhaitham said as he pulled his dick until his tip was the only thing inside before slamming back in, hitting your prostate dead on and hearing you shriek in pleasure. "What? You don't want your tight ass to feel empty? Well, be glad cause there's no way I ain't stopping."

You rolled your eyes in exasperation as you tried to keep your mind in the right state but you knew you couldn't. Then, without pulling out, Alhaitham turned you around and slammed his whole length into your hole which made you curl your toes, your legs now placed on top of Alhaitham's shoulders. You moaned louder as Alhaitham began to quicken his pace, every thrust hitting that bundle of nerves that made your length tingle. At this point, you could only see white and think of pleasure.

Only squelching sounds and sinful moans were heard from you two as you went at it the whole afternoon.

Alhaitham gritted his teeth as he fucked you at an even faster pace, making you cum the nth time that day. "N-No more..n-no..AHH! Alhaitham~" You dragged out as you rolled your tongue out, saliva dripping down your tongue as you threw your head back, toes curling at the pleasure.

Both of your stomachs were decorated with your cum while your insides were painted with Alhaitham's thick, white semen. Alhaitham growled as he leaned down to bite on your collar bone, making you yelp. Although, the pain was bearable.

He began sucking on your neck and chest, adding to the pleasure you were currently experiencing as Alhaitham continued to thrust deep into your velvety walls. You placed your hands on his smooth dyed hair and moaned loudly as you pulled him close. "Alhaitham..." you moaned as he hummed in satisfaction before pulling back and placed a hand on your throat, gripping it tightly, restricting your flow of air. You choked as you held onto Alhaitham's hand and began to moan loudly, although airy and breathy.

"Kitten, you're really being disrespectful," Alhaitham stated as he fucked you into oblivion and he knew for sure that you were probably not in the right state of mind currently as you came again. "Wow, you sure do have a lot of cum left in you."

"M-Masterr~"

Your hole clenched on Alhaitham's dick, making him groan as he tightened his grip on your throat which made you gasp. Alhaitham let out a few grunts as he thrusted inhumanely into your abused hole before releasing his semen inside of you for the fifth time that day with a groan.

Alhaitham thrusted a few more times to ride out his high and loosened his grip on your throat. He observed you and chuckled deeply, liking the fact how you were too lost in a haze. Alhaitham slowly pulled out, not wanting to hurt you. He watched as his thick seeds flowed out of your hole like a waterfall.

Then, Alhaitham stood back up and carried you to the bathroom, placing you on the water-filled bathtub before going on the bathtub. "M/N?"

You just hummed, still not in the right state of mind. "Let's take a bath," Alhaitham stated. You just nodded as you looked at the white ceiling through half-lidded eyes.

Then, Alhaitham held you closer to his chest and grabbed a cloth to wipe away the semen from your own bodies. Alhaitham hummed a happy tune as he did so. Several minutes later, you carefully held onto Alhaitham's muscular arms. "I-I'm sorry."

"No, it's fine, M/N," he answered as he stod up from the bathtub and grabbed some towels, drying yourselves. "I think I should be the one who's sorry. I might have gone too rough on you," Alhaitham said as he dried himself off and wrapped one on you then one on his waist.

"I deserved it. Besides, I liked it anyway. I-I kind of liked that side," you stated with a blush as you played with your fingers together. "Didn't know how good it felt to be totally dominated, especially by a nerd like you."

Alhaitham chuckled as he got some sweater and boxers for you to wear. The boxers had fit you perfectly but the sweater was still a bit oversized, reaching up until your thighs. "I never got the chance to kiss you."

"Duh. You were so caught up with fucking me, you totally forgot about it," you stated as you watched Alhaitham wear his sweatpants and only sweatpants, no undergarments, no nothing.

When Alhaitham settled himself on the bed, you straddled the other, grinding your ass on the other's flaccid cock, making the older groan as he rubbed his hands on your sides. "M/N, aren't you tired?"

"I am, but seeing you like this is making me horny again," you stated as you lunged towards Alhaitham's neck and began to bite and suck slowly, hickeys appearing one-by-one. Alhaitham moaned as he held your hips, grinding his, now, erect dick on your buttocks.

You both placed hickies on each other's chest, neck, and jaw. Finally, you two both laid down. Alhaitham grabbed your hands and traced the red marks that was evident on your wrists because of the rope. "Does it hurt?"

"A little bit, but it's okay. Nothing I can't handle," you answered as he let you hug him as you snuggled into the older's bare chest, tracing shapes and letters.

"I love you, M/N."

You widened your eyes before looking back up at Alhaitham who was already staring down at you. "What? M-Me?"

"Yeah..actually, even before we met three days ago," Alhaitham confessed bashfully, a red tint appearing on your cheeks.

"But I was a bad person. Why would you like me?" M/N asked with an angered tone.

"Do I need to have a reason? Just because you are, doesn't mean a person can never like you," Alhaitham stated as he hugged your form closer.

"Well...I mean, I'm still trying to like, like you so, help me," you stated and Alhaitham chuckled as he nodded eagerly. "Uhm...just by what I said, you're hard again?"

Alhaitham just shrugged then got on top of M/N. "Ready for another round?"

"Ready as I'll ever be."

#male reader #x male reader #genshin impact #alhaitham x male reader #genshin impact x male reader #smut #fluff #cloudddd_hannn

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To put it lightly, Kaveh is incensed.

Sat at the dining room table, seething with a tick to his square jaw, all of his thoughts scrambling for some semblance of purchase.

Just who do you think you are? How did you find out about his debt, and more importantly, why did you pay it off in its entirety for no good reason? Most importantly, who are you? Taking the moral high ground by wiping all of his financial troubles clean anonymously is...

...is a wonderful thing. He's so grateful that there are tears in his eyes as he fights the urge to stand up from his mandated breather to hunt you down himself. If you know about his issues, who's to say that you don't know about his living situation too? He'd been so careful - well, save for the time he'd gotten a little tipsy and blabbed to the whole tavern - but that's neither here nor there!

But what is he supposed to do, really? His hands are idle, and no work is getting done because for once he doesn't have to crunch any commissions. There's nothing to pay off, nothing glaring to make up for because that's all he's been doing for years and years. Running in circles, dragging his own feet - so much so that he truly thought he was fated to be miserable. He can breathe a bit easier, and he actually tastes the humidity seeping into the house.

You are horribly audacious, but Kaveh can't even express it because you are philanthropic to boot. It's humiliating, thinking of himself as a charity case, even if it's true; he lives rent-free in his sort-of-friend's home, hanging off of Alhaitham's back like a leech, struggling to find work that he actually likes. But now? Now there is one less monumental burden obscuring his creative vision for the future.

Archons. He's crying, wiping away the beading tears with his coarse palms. Kaveh can't even thank you or give you anything in return. He knows it's petty to be bitter about a miracle such as this - so many have it worse and hope for this everyday - but it stings. It stings like a scorpion, venom spreading slowly to every limb before lulling him into a delirious fever dream. It stings because he couldn't pull himself out of the mess that he made.

He rises from his chair with a vengeance before realizing how silly he looks with his hackles raised. He has to do something... try to track you down, maybe. He could try to get some more information out of Dori, narrow down the list of suspects. Yes, that's what he'll do next.

The logistics of this plan contribute to Kaveh's (oddly painless) headache that he's nursing. It's too late in the day to interrogate anyone right now, though it doesn't stop him from imagining doing so as he goes about doing pointless chores to keep himself occupied. The dishes are surely going to get scuffed with the force of his scrubbing... sometimes he forgets he slings a claymore around.

What will he say when he finds you? He could try and convince you to ask for a refund, if that's even possible. Surely your sizable wealth could be put to use somewhere better - an actual noble cause, perhaps. If that doesn't work, he could always do some work for you off the books. That's what got him into this mess, after all - passion and his craft and whatever else other scholars would turn their noses up at.

Would you even accept his service? It's the least he could do. Kaveh's mind can't help but conjure up all sorts of ideas of what you might be like, images of foreign dignitaries on vacation to juggernauts of old money flashing before him. No matter, he'll pay you back no matter what.

Before he truly he goes to bed that night, Kaveh is struck by the epiphany that debt truly controls his life. If he is not in Dori's, he is in Alhaitham's. If he is not in Alhaitham's, he's in yours - whoever you may be. No kindness offered to him will ever belay the guilty bite of his lip, but only worsen how deep he drives his teeth in. As always, he pushes that thought deep down into the recesses of his mind.

Instead of acknowledging that he is cruel to himself, he will paint you as the cruel one.

It's what he does best, artist that he is.

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OH MY GOODNESS GRACIOUS KOMI, I KNOW YOUR REQS AREN'T OPEN BUT I NEEDED TO LEAVE THIS HERE BEFORE I FORGET ADKSLHFOIAEUIAUHSDF.

So basically, the reader is shy and doesn't know how to ask for sex so the genshin men just tease it out of her. I was wondering how they would tease her abt it?

If you get to this could I req this with Xiao, Alhaitham, and Kaveh? And whoever you'd like ofc <33333

Thank you! -Rye

MHMMM YESSSS ?!!!! I KINDA WENT OFF TRACK 😭 sorry for being so late oh my god.

“Just ask.” — xiao, alhaitham, kaveh (separate) x f!reader

MDNI, NSFW WARNINGS: afab!f!reader, fingering (xiao, kaveh?), orgasm denial (all), p in v sex (alhaitham, kaveh), riding (alhaitham), teasing(all) , alhaitham is kinda mean..., ooc kaveh (?), xiao is also kind of mean, cumming inside (alhaitham), kaveh pull out game strong, + not proofread // part two.

XIAO is definitely the type to not notice at first no matter how many times you indirectly indicate that you want to do the deed, you're to shy to ask, but this man is so oblivious and takes everything literally.

That is until he catches on, oof, and when he does prepare for the meanest side you'll ever see of him, “could've asked me directly, huh?” he says, plunging his fingers inside your cunt as you grip the sheets below, thighs quaking from the pleasure arriving from the way his finger curls inside you.

“I- it's embarassi-ng.” you moan out when his finger rubs against a certain spot, which is making you near your high, he chuckles, before pulling his fingers out, denying your orgasm, you look up at him confused, brows furrowed in frustration.

“Tell me what you want.” he simply says while looking at your cunt intently, fingers trailing upwards to your clit before his presses his finger down on it, you feel face heat up as your breath hitches in your throat “I- I..” you choke out.

“Yes, you?” he mocks in return, you clench your eyes shut when his fingers pokes at your entrance once again you, “I- I want you to— hggh!” he roughly shoves a finger inside, cutting you off, yet he doesn't move.

“what do you want mhm?” he hums and you finally gather enough strength to throw your shyness aside and ask him, “I- I want you to- finger me— hahh and make me cum please!”

“There you go.” he cooes before moving his fingers inside making you arch your back, his fingers hits your gspot again, drawing a loud wail out of you as you feel your core clenching and finally snapping as you come undone all over his hands.

He pulls his fingers out of your cunt and licks your juices up.

“There ya go, it wasn't hard was it? Be more direct next time.”

ALHAITHAM on the other hand knew, he was smart after all, yet refused to acknowledge it unless you had asked him directly and you couldn't cause you felt too embarassed and shy to vocally ask, so tried being bold and rubbing yourself against him.

Which led to the moment now, alhaithams cock deep inside you as you sat on his lap, straddling him while he just relaxed in the chair, not bothering to move as he just stared at your frustrated expression.

How long has it been? few minutes? an hour? or two hours? You didn't know, it was unbearable and tortuous even, alhaitham said he won't fuck you until you asked him to, you tried to skip the asking part through your actions, propping yourself on his cock and riding him, but he wouldn't budge.

You tried to make yourself cum by riding him, yet everytime you got close, alhaitham would pull himself out, not letting you finish, did this frustrate him just as much as it did you? Absolutely yes, but was he going to fuck you? Nope, this man is too stubborn.

“You know- doll, you're making this harder for yourself, you just have to ask.” he whispers into your ear, sending shivers down your spine, you were too angry, frustrated and desperate even.

“S-shut up.” you say frustrated which makes alhaitham raise an eyebrow, “Hm?” he tilts his head and bucks his hips at last, you felt relieved that he might start moving, but he didn't.

“'haitham- p-please.” you moan out, “please what?” he looks at you, fuck it, you thought before looking him in the eyes, “Please fuck me 'haitham— make me feel good.” you whimpered.

That caused that man to snap, he wasted no time as he grabbed your hips with both his hands and thrusted upwards into you, making you cling on to him for dear life, his pace was ruthless and fast, it was just as unbearable for him to hold off that longer inside you, but he stayed strong.

You felt a coil in your stomach begin to tighten as alhaitham mercilessly thrusted into you, biting the flesh of your breasts as he grunts, the chair shaking from the movement.

The coil inside you snapped, the pleasure blinding you, after the painful amount of time you spent on top of him trying to make yourself cum, the amount of orgasms he denied you, you felt as if you were in celestia, receiving salvation.

Alhaitham came deep inside you, painting your walls white, he took deep breaths and calmed himself down before hugging you properly, rubbing your back.

“Use your voice from now on, okay?”

KAVEH is a fucking tease like this man?? he knows immediately, i mean your actions are very obvious and he knows exactly what you want, but he wants you to ask, like this man will hump against you in bed and constantly express how he wants to fuck you, he even does all other things but wont actually put it inside UNTIL you ask him to.

“I want to fuck you so bad, have your cunt stretching for my cock~” he whispers in your ear as he holds you against himself in bed, your back touching against his chest as you both lay on your sides, arms wrapped around your waist as he gropes your tits.

He pulls your shirt up, exposing your tits and plays with them, rolling your nipples inbetween his fingers, while his other hand fondles with your other breast from underneath, he trails kisses from your ear to your neck as he rubs his cock between your thighs.

“Kaveh- please..” you let out a breathy gasp as he sucks on the sensitive spot on your neck, biting the area to leave his bite marks, “mhm?” his hands leave your breasts as they trail down, lifting your skirt and pulling your panties down “Look how wet she is” he says when he feels your slick on his fingers, dripping from your hole.

He brings up the slick from your hole to your clit and rubs small circles, fast enough for it to feel good but not to make you cum, you throw your head back, as your hips buck backwards, causing your ass to bump against his groin.

“P-please...” you whimper as you look down to find his cock in between your thighs, so close to your heat yet so far you grab his dick and try to put it inside you but kaveh slaps your hands away “No no, I'm not putting it inside until you voice it out.” he says.

You groan, frustrated, just wanting his cock inside you already, you take deep breaths and calm yourself down before opening your mouth, “P-please kaveh- fuck me.” you croak out, kaveh breathes heavily before grabbing his cock and lining it up against your hole, teasing you.

“Mhm? That's not enough, you have to tell me exactly what you want.” he cooes and your breath hitches in your throat, no way this guy is asking that knowing how shy you are about it, yet you can't take the teasing anymore.

“I- i want you to fuck me— with your cock, shove it deep inside me and make me cum all over it.” you say causing him to shove his cock inside you immediately causing you to moan out loudly at the unprepared and fast entrance.

He starts moving his hips, sounds of flesh slapping against flesh fills the room as he continues thrusting into you, both your moans and grunts slipping out inbetween.

You jerk when the tip of his dick hits the spongey spot inside you, causing you to clench against him, “F-fuck! if you squeeze me like that- i can't take it anymore haaa” he says in between moans as his pace becomes fast, his tip hitting against your spot even faster.

You feel your high approaching rapidly when he finally hits the spot one last time, causing you to orgasm over his cock, your juices dripping down onto your thighs and sheets, his thrusts become sloppy and lose rhythm, indicating that he was also near before he thrusts inside you one final time before pulling out and cumming all over.

You watch as his cum coats your inner thighs, mixed with your juices and leaking down on the bedsheet, the sight turning you on even more, you finally turn to face him, watching his fucked out expression as he processes his high.

You quickly change positions getting on top of him, he seems extremely confused by this and looks at you with a questioning expression, he smirks a little when he hears what you say next.

“I'll tell you exactly what I want from now on.”

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anantaru · 2 years

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Hellooooooo

I was wondering how would Alhaitham and Ayato would react to hearing the safe word in the middle of the act? Like they pushed reader's limits, they seem to be pretty rough and demanding in bed and that's kinda scary sometimes

cw. after saying the safe word, a lil angst, fem! reader, heavily comforting you

ayato, who would— and such goes in the generality of standings, without stating, express leaden depicted signs of embodied guiltiness for turning you, his darling, he devotedly treasured, this uncomfortable and hurting during an endearing time where he should've coddled you with a sundry of effusive pleasure.

conceivably, ayato might've fell in to be inordinately rough tonight as he was severely frustrated from his own bottled up emotions— one of the leading factors being the tracked down obvious that he hasn't seen you nor spend sufficient time with you in what felt like plentiful years.

his troubled breath was stranded immovable in his glued down throat upon listening to you suddenly cry out the safe word he was sure would never be used by any of you— to proceed, ayato had directly pulled out of you, the touch cautious, as controlled as possible as to not dispense any more damage before really saying anything, he can barely marge his eyes on you and it broke his heart that he was the reason you experienced pain— when he should've loyally lavaged you with nothing but pure comfort.

supplementary he puts forth your name in a tottery declare and then staggers through his frazzled breathing, "are you okay, please— please take your time." ayato eases himself back into this pivotal situation, but he will not touch you, he keeps his hands away from you. "i apologize with my entire heart— i did not mean for this to happen." as to bring grave attention in his sentence, he closely whispers an inch lower, soothingly, "i am so so sorry."

ayato will wait a fair enough of much required time, additionally giving you copious reasonable space before you, yourself, have allowed him to come close again. His glimmering eyes fall to your bare, trembling body as to calmly throw a silky blanket at your naked frame to have you a sprinkle more shielded and protected as well as have your body heat rise up again.

while you aided him to lean back into your arms, ayato breaks apart from within, bit by bit, his body was stilling and sheened of cold sweat, but it's about patience now— and he knows, he has to keep a clear head as always, he mustn't let his emotions run free.

"it's okay ayato." you close your arms around his neck and it almost brings him to tears— such spoken tears that he originally severed off himself earlier, the same way he had done so his whole life.

"it is not, i should've known better."

family was everything to ayato and you were a part of his. On this ending night he had done nothing more than to spoil you and apologize a handful more times, you let his warm palms seep into your gladdened skin and your eyes flutter close of the heavy tiredness— you realize he was warm but his breathing sounded patched together, even though he tried to hide it endlessly.

alhaitham, whose flexed up muscles loosened up the immediate wounded second of your excruciating voice thickly closing around his ear shells. This uncomfortable weight on his chest, or the penetrating shock in his eyes, he was aware that he unarguably went overboard this night, for certain, and promptly backed off your tremulous body without accidentally creating added problems.

with how he had been largely shadowing over yourself, he could easily perceive the state of your low lidded eyes— your vision had turned entirely blurry which was the straight up cause of warm tears simmering from each twist of your eyes.

"do not rush yourself." not at all did alhaitham appear as confident and collected as he usually was, "i apologize - i apologize, i don't know what—" your hard processed breaths overwhelmingly shook at each explosive word of him, it was demanding for you to state something, taxing on your emotions while at the same time cloaking back your cried which he had fortunately discerned himself, then stopping in midst his own sentencing, yet cursing himself.

it's not as if alhaitham doesn't want to do anything, all he craved for was to enclose his large arms around yourself and apologize once more— though he does nothing, not for now at least, he waits until you do something instead, after all, crossing your boundaries again would be the last thing he had in mind.

"can you-" he noiselessly jolts back when detecting your broken voice in the dim room, you mutely wrap your hand around his wrist, "can you please .." and he knows what you meant, in the wake of it, it wasn't back breaking to see through your quavery ways of stating.

he crumbles next to your body and closes his arm around your waist, your eyes were swelled up and with one gentle palm he shushed away the wetness on your cheeks, but remained careful in his proceedings.

"i'm sorry." you shake your head at his strangled heaves, applying yourself up forward into his chest, "it's okay." - "i know you would never hurt me on purpose."

but even with your presented reassurance, his heart burned, he huffs his warm breath on your forehead and presses his lips on your head, his hands in process of moving unsure on where to wavelessly rest themselves on. "it will never happen again."

he recollects himself, his words holding all meaningful purpose behind them, "i know." you smoother yourself further into him, systematically calming down more and feeling yourself back into his body.

"you're everything."

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painism · 4 months

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𝐊𝐈𝐒𝐒𝐈𝐍' 𝐈𝐍 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐁𝐀𝐓𝐇𝐑𝐎𝐎𝐌, 𝐊𝐈𝐒𝐒𝐈𝐍' 𝐈𝐍 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐁𝐀𝐓𝐇𝐑𝐎𝐎𝐌 𝐆𝐈𝐑𝐋!

FIRST KISSES ! featuring , jjk, aot, mha, cod, bsd, tr ... more

warnings :: multiple media, fluff, no mature themes, first kisses, female reader, pet names from all under the sun used, not proof read, messy, ōs like this for fun, to avoid plagiarism

stumbling through the front door, kicking off his shoes from his exhausting day at work, a long day -- longer than usual. those around him more irritating, as all he wanted was to feel your arms wrapped around him,, he sighed, locking the door as he rubbed at his forehead, his voice calling out for you through a deep rumble. "yesssssssss?" you swing from the hall down acorss from the front door, your hands wrapping around his torso as you pull him into a warm hug, his hands running through your hair. a breath he didn't know he had, releasing as he eases into your arms. his hand tilting your head up towards him as he places a firm kiss on your lips, dragging you behind him while you're still startled. "first kiss?" you question, your brain recollecting the events that happened few seconds before, "first kiss, sweetheart."

nanami kentō, suguru getō, diluc ragnvindr, zhōngli, ayatō kamisatō, draken, mitsuya, simōn (ghōst) riley, armin arlert, erwin smith, itōshi rin,aizawa, reō mikage, ++ your favs

your hands come through his hair loosely as you hum to yourself to fill the white noise in the room. his eyes closed shut comfortably as his head rests snug against your chest, his hands resting loosely around you. your fingers gently scratching at his scalp, your second hand trailing down his back, he let's out a groan in response, your humming haulting at the noise momentarily. "why'd you stop baby" he whines out, his eyes meeting yours. "you scared me a little.." you return to carding your fingers through his hair, his eyes reshutting as you move to pepper kisses over his face. his forehead, his nose, cheeks over and over again. "everywhere but my lips, baby?" he questions, a smirk tugging on his lips as your eyes flash over his features. "I just want our first kiss to be special.." you mumble, your hands cupping his cheeks as he pulls you closer. "it's always special when it's us." he smiles, turning his head as your lips collide sweetly. pulling away with a pop. "plus, I'd say that was pretty special." he jokes. "shut up, stupid."

gōjō satōru, manjirō (mikey) sanō, tengen uzui, eren yeager, jean kirstein, cōnnie springer, kaeya alberich,heizōu shikanōin ++ your favs

"it's bullshit," he mumbles, his hand cupped in yours as he drags you behind him, your hand in his as you nod in agreement. "such bullshit!" you say, your voice bumpy from your fast moving steps , an attempting at keeping up with him and his sour, foul mood. "he's an idiot, making our lives 10 times harder.. fool." he mumbles. "such an idiot!" you don't quite know what you're agreeing with, you didn't catch most of his angered rant that fueled over a simple conversation with a co-worker, but it evidently lead you here, trailing down a busy street and away from the restaurant he had took you to for your date, and closer towards his place of work. "sorry our dates ending this way, brat." he mumbles. "it's not over yet, and I may have a recipe to make you feel a little better." you hault in your tracks, him stopping in front, pulling his hand closer, therefore pulling him closer as you pull him into a moment of happiness. a deep kiss, your arms slung over his shoulder. "don't kill the guy, babe" you mumble after you pull away, hand never leaving his.

eren yeager, tōji fushigurō, shiu kōng, ryōmen sukuna, sanemi shinazugawa, blade, il dōttōre, alhaitham, scaramōuche, levi ackerman, kenny ackerman, douma, chuuya ++ your favs

"my princess girl!" he calls from the corridor of your favourite sushi place, door flung opened as his feet tap increasingly, reaching towards you quickly. "oh my dear, I've missed you! it was such a pain without my darling in my corner!" he whines and moans out in complaint, clinging to you as you rub over his hair, sushi in hand as you smile, half embarrassed at his entrance. "you're back early, not that I'm complaining baby." you state, matter of factly. "let's head home?" you question, his eyes twinkling as he further clings to you. "oh absolutely!" he pulls himself up, mid way up you place a kiss on his lips. "let's go home." you walk beside him, as he catches up, cheeks flushed pink as he grazes his hand over his lips. "I've felt the lips of an angel!" he chuckles, his lips brought to yours again, his demeanor shifts, less giggly more intense. "wait till we get to the car, baby" you mumble, his kisses all over your faces as you walk, nearly tripping. "you gave me a taste of heaven princess, I just want moreeeee !"

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hallayaps · 2 months

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Hallo :D

Can I please request either Itto, Kaveh or Alhaitham (you can choose since idk what characters you like writing and i love them all) with a reader who was injured in battle with them. <3

Requests are always open ^^

Hallo :D

You requested either but i couldn't help but to do all LOL, i love all those characters as well so don't you worry, you didn't mention if it's about how they take care of the reader or how they protect them or how would they react seeing them get hurt so i took liberty at doing that i hope you enjoy :>

Notes: reader is gender neutral, has a hydro vision and is a blue oni due to recessive genes and all in ittos part, reader knows both kaveh and alhaitham from the academia in their separate parts and is a researcher for the academia AND is roommates with kaveh and alhaitham but they come and go because they go all around teyvat... Blablabla let's get started (⁠≧⁠▽⁠≦⁠).

It's my first time writing, English isn't my first language, characters aren't lovers yet but it takes that route somehow, enjoy :)

ITTO

Inazuma's sky was a tapestry of darkening hues, with the sun dipping below the horizon, casting long shadows across the vibrant landscape.

You had recently arrived in Inazuma, seeking to understand more about your heritage as a blue oni after going and tracking your family lineage and figuring out Inazuma could be a good head start.

To your luck (?) you met Yae Miko and she took interest in you because of your unique looks that people don't see everyday, or at least these present times they don't, with her sly smile, suggested you meet Arataki Itto, as she explained that he leads a gang and all you were visibly concerned as he seemed troublesome but when she mentioned he was a fellow oni you somewhat relaxed and understood why him exactly.

The meeting was nothing short of electrifying. Itto’s enthusiasm was infectious, and he immediately took you under his wing, thrilled to have found another oni, he talked and talked, bragged about his horns and compared them to yours.

And as you walked through the streets of Inazuma, Itto regaled you with tales of his adventures and avoided his misadventures but clearly he was a very bad liar, you two passed time and he decided he totally had to introduce you to his gang, so y'all began looking for them here and there.

But the evening took a sudden turn when you encountered a group of Abyss Order members. Itto, always eager for a fight, drew his weapon with a grin. You summoned your Hydro vision, water swirling around you as you prepared to defend yourself.

The battle was fierce, the Abyss mages casting dark spells while you and Itto fought back with ferocity. In the midst of the chaos, a mage’s attack broke through your defenses, especially that you were trying to focus on your charged attack, the mage came through and as he was using the electro element it caused a reaction between you two and as much as you protected the side of your stomach was hurt badly, pain eating all your senses and crushing your stability, you fell into the ground holding where you were hurt while trying to recover fast before anything more happened.

“No!” Itto screamed as he was fighting the abyss Heralds , filled with rage and concern. He charged forward, dispatching the remaining enemies with a flurry of powerful serious blows on the contrary of his nature. When the last of the Abyss Order was defeated, he rushed to your side, worry etched on his face, his joyous usual unserious expression wiped of his face, he held your face looking for traces of life on it, and then he averted his gaze down where your holding yourself as he pushed your arms aside softly he saw the bruising and he felt a mix of complex emotions such as fury and worry and sadness.

“Hang in there, buddy,” he said, his voice uncharacteristically soft. “We’ll get you fixed up in no time.” he tried to smile to encourage you, he helped you get up but seeing how unstable you were although you were persistent on being okay, he lifted you in his arms in bridal style.

Itto carried you back to the city, his strength making the journey swift. He took you to a healer, staying by your side as they treated your wounds. Despite the pain, you couldn’t help but feel a sense of belonging, knowing that you had a friend who would protect you no matter what, but at the same time you contemplated whether to ask the healer about the strange beating in your heart, but that wasn't a thing until Itto touched your face softly and it increased when he lifted you, is something wrong and is it because of the injury or what?

You wondered, you seemed out of it so he called out "you with us buddy?" As you came back to reality you looked at him bashfully as you cursed yourself at your strange actions right now, but you decided to brush it off.

"yeah, I'm okay don't worry"

;)

Alhaitham

The Akademiya was a distant memory, but its shadows still lingered in your life. You and Alhaitham had grown from rivals to reluctant allies, as y'all grew up and see it all as a silly past and just your time as teenagers, now sharing an apartment in Sumeru, y'all were close... Very close and everyone noticed that but only you two seemed oblivious that y'all acted like a married couple most of the time. Your role as a researcher kept you constantly on the move, and Alhaitham often joined you on these expeditions, his knowledge and analytical mind proving invaluable, you guys lived together because you didn't see a need to get a whole apartment for yourself if you're constantly here and there, and alhaitham didn't mind your company. He totally doesn't enjoy you being around and hopes for your researching to be in semuru most of the time, ooh you totally don't make his house feel like a home in addition to kaveh :P.

Once, his deep dark (?) wishes totally did become true and you were doing your job in semuru, surprisingly he was reading books in that field and decided to accompany you, according to him he has to see if the contenf of the books was reliable because they were old and there was little to no knowledge capsules about it, such journey led you deep into the Sumeru rainforest, where you were investigating the unique properties of the local flora. Alhaitham was beside you, his calm demeanor a stark contrast to the vibrant chaos of the jungle. As you meticulously cataloged your findings, an ominous rustling drew your attention.

Without warning, a band of treasure hoarders emerged, eyes gleaming with greed. They had heard rumors of your discoveries and wanted them for themselves, seeing them hurling in your direction Alhaitham reacted instantly, his Dendro vision activating as he created barriers to protect you both.

The fight was intense, with the treasure hoarders pressing their advantage. You used your Hydro vision to fend them off, and although it was a great combanation with alhaithams and created hyper blooms, they outnumbered y'all and only focused on you as a target so it was significantly hard to keep up, a well-aimed strike from a hoarder’s blade found its mark, cutting through your defenses and leaving a deep gash on your arm.

Alhaitham’s expression darkened, his usually composed features although he's not very expressive a visible fury was taking over his face, and instead of defences he harshly attacked. He dispatched the attackers with a series of precise, devastating blows. When the last of them lay defeated, he turned to you, his hands gentle as he inspected your wound.

“You should have been more careful,” he said, his voice tinged with a rare softness. “We need to get you treated immediately. Let's take you to tighnari and see what we can do, he's surely around the corner”

Despite the pain, you managed a weak smile. “You sound like you care.”

Alhaitham rolled his eyes, but his concern was evident. “Of course, I care. Let’s get back to the city.” he stopped your bleeding by wrapping a cloth tightly around your injured arm and in one swift motion he lifted you as if you were weightless.

The journey back was a blur, with Alhaitham supporting you every step of the way. Arriving at tighnari's, he meticulously treated your injury, alhaitham joining for help and to support you during the quick operation, his hands steady and sure. As you rested, you realized that beneath his aloof exterior, Alhaitham truly cared for you, a bond forged in the fires of shared adversity. You felt a blush coming and blooming in your cheeks and as the two showed concern you played it off ”ah, probably a fever, maybe that blade was infected?” but you shouldn't have said that, as now tighnari is going to run more tests and alhaitham is gonna be close for a longer time.

Or maybe it was for the best?

;)

kaveh

Life with Kaveh was never dull. The architect’s passion for his work often led him into interesting—and sometimes dangerous—situations. You, once rivals in the Akademiya, had grown close, now sharing an apartment (under the "mercy" of alhaitham) and frequently crossing paths in your respective careers, you were a researcher, and as one of kavehs greatest and closest friends, that only know about his living situation with alhaitham as you were the same although you payed your rent.

You often inspired him, by your findings and your journeys, you were like an long time open book helping him to never run out from inspiration, and in return he'd share his thoughts on the riddles and the origins of your findings, analyzing the patterns and all, and although y'all could just somehow catch alhaitham in a good mood and free and ask him, it was way fun and it was a great route of passing time.

One day, Kaveh was commissioned to deliver a custom design to a client in the bustling city of Port Ormos. Ever the perfectionist, he had poured his heart into the project, and you decided to accompany him for support. The sun was setting as you arrived at the meeting point, a shadowy alley that immediately put you on edge. You clenched your fist just in case, as your other hand held your sword in a way that wasn't visible for the other party, your vision dimly illuminating that Alley.

As Kaveh presented his work, the supposed clients revealed their true intentions. They were scammers, seeking to steal his designs and leave him empty-handed. Before he could react, they attacked, intent on taking everything.

Kaveh fought back with surprising tenacity, using his knowledge to his advantage in his fighting style. You summoned your Hydro vision, creating barriers of water to protect him. But in the chaos, and in your focus on their target, your dear friend, one of the scammers landed a blow on you instead, as they didn't care for who is the actual target and with who they were doing business, leaving you wounded.

“No!” Kaveh shouted, his eyes wide with fear and anger. He knocked the assailant away, his normally gentle demeanor replaced by fierce determination. “You’ll regret this!”

With a final, desperate push, you and Kaveh drove the scammers off. Panting and bloodied, Kaveh rushed to your side, his hands trembling as he checked your wound. “You’re hurt… I should have been more careful.”

“It’s not your fault,” you reassured him, wincing as pain flared. “We need to get back and treat this.” he said.

Kaveh helped you to your feet, his support unwavering as you made your way back to the city. Once home, he carefully tended to your injury, his touch filled with guilt and concern. “I’m so sorry,” he murmured, his voice breaking. “I never wanted you to get hurt because of me.”

You reached out, taking his hand. “We’ve been through worse, Kaveh. I’m just glad we’re both okay.” you smiled lightly to reassure him, the injury wasn't that bad but he clearly felt guilty as he thought it was all because of him.

As the night wore on, the pain faded, replaced by the comforting presence of your very close friend. Kaveh’s usual cheer slowly returned, his worry giving way to relief. In that moment, you quietly admired him, how his hair framed his face ever so perfectly, how he smiled and reacted to alhaithams teasing, and how he gently tended to your needs and how soft his touch was on your skin, it seems like you're yet to figure out why you became so aware of everything concerning him, and the weird pace your heart is beating at, but you just thanked the dendro archon for the safety of everyone silently in your heart, as you tried to brush off the million thoughts that are running around in your head and took a glass of liquor to toast with your friends.

;)

Aurelia.

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