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kinktober day 4

characters: lyney, reader

ship: lyney x reader

theme: mirror sex

notes: hehe, haha. i’m so funny with the ending. i’m actually losing motivation already and it’s only day four‼️🤪 loving this. but the show must go on. MINORS DNI. 18+ CONTENT.

word count: 865

“see? look at that.” lyney’s voice cut through the many lewd noises filling the room. sitting in front of the mirror, you were on his lap, his hard cock thrusting almost lazily into your pretty cunt, “so pretty..” he whispered, one of his hands reaching down to play with your clit, thumb rubbing over the sensitive bud.

“lyney-“ you gasped out, hand grasping his wrist. any words fell flat before you could even say them, mind nothing but melted putty from your boyfriend’s actions and the stimulation.

“mon chéri..” he whispered, thrusting up into you as his thumb and forefinger continued to play with your puffy clit, “you look so pretty like this…”

one of his hands was hooked under your chin, forcing you to look at yourself in the mirror. he kept his eyes trained on yours in the reflection.

“please-“ you gasped out, trying to turn your head to look at him but failing due to his hold.

“please what?” he asked, feigning innocence, purple eyes lit up as he grinned.

“f-faster-“ voice all but begging, you gave him the most pleading look you could conjure. when the magician had said he wanted to try something new, this wasn’t what you expected.

but you weren’t complaining.

“hmm..” he hummed, feigning thought. while the fact that you were growing impatient was as prominent as his hard-on, he couldn’t deny his own impatience creeping up on him.

before anything could be said, he had you pressed down onto all fours, a hand settling on your back to set it into an arch. lyney’s thrusts became harder. faster. deeper.

a yelp mixed with a moan slipped past your lips and he smirked, one hand grasping at your hip as the other stayed pressed to your back.

upon noticing that you weren’t looking in the mirror, he stopped his thrusts and smirked at the whine that left you, “ah, ah,” he tutted, “i’m gonna need you to watch the mirror- i want you to see your pretty expressions as i split you open with my cock~” his voice had a teasing lilt to it, but you knew he was serious.

finally looking back at the mirror, you made eye contact with the magician only to be immediately rewarded with his hips snapping back and forth, starting up the same brutal pace as before.

“lyney!” you gasped, mouth falling open from the pleasure as his hand moved from your hip to your clit again, rubbing tantalizing circles against it.

“you’re doing so well..” he whispered, pressing a soft kiss to the back of your neck before looking at you in the mirror again, “so pretty..”

the sight of lyney pounding into you from behind was a sight to see as you whimpered and moaned, obediently keeping eye contact with him through the mirror. the lewd squelches and the sound of skin slapping filled the room, accompanied by moans and grunts of his own.

a frothy, white ring formed at the base of his cock and he momentarily looked down to where you were connected, a small moan leaving him at the sight, “t'es trop belle…” he whispered, looking back at you.

a deeper blush erupted on your cheeks as you moaned, the feeling of his cock brushing just right against your tight walls making you see stars.

the harder he went, the closer you got to your release- and judging by how sloppy his movements were becoming, you assumed he was in the same boat.

“lyney!” you gasped with a moan, pussy fluttering around his pistoning cock. each thrust was deep, brushing against the most sensitive spots in you that drew out the pretty noises he knew and loved.

a few more thrusts from him had you climaxing hard, a loud moan of his name leaving your lips as your pussy walls clenched around him.

“so… tight-“ lyney grunted, thrusting a few more times before cumming himself- emptying his load deep inside you.

a mixture of your juices and his seed dripped to the floor, but it was ignored. it would be a problem for later.

lyney’s hands loosened their hold on you as he ran them along your back soothingly, “are you okay, ma chéri?” his voice was soft, a contrast to the moments before.

“i’m fine.” the confirmation eased the subtle panic in the blond’s mind.

“je t’aime~” lyney hummed, pressing a soft kiss to the back of your neck.

“i love you too, dork.” you laughed, looking up at him through the mirror. “never thought you’d use your mirror for something other than magic.”

“oh!” his eyes suddenly lit up, a mischievous smirk lighting up the magician’s features.

mouth falling slack in what was a mixture of shock and straight-up being dumbfounded, you stared at him curiously, “what?”

“for my final trick, i’m going to turn my cum into something else!” he said, wiggling his eyebrows, “however, this trick’ll take nine months-“

a groan.

“lyney?” you asked, voice still slightly shaky from your high. eyes flickering up to meet his in the mirror, you smiled.

“yes?” lyney’s eyebrow raised, his hands rubbing soft circles into your hips as he smirked.

“i’m going to punch you.”

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A Heart’s A Heavy Burden

Characters: Howl x Reader

Genre: Angst

Warning: None that I can think of.

Summary: Loving Howl Pendragon isn’t easy.

Word Count: 827

Summary: Not really edited or anything- I’m sure there’s mistakes all throughout but I wrote this while watching Howl’s Moving Castle for the umpteenth time lmao. No pronouns are used for the reader!

Apprenticing under Howl was such a joy- never was there a dull moment. He would brighten up the room with his smile- his laugh. It was so contagious that you and Markl couldn't fight the grins growing on your own faces.

Meeting Howl on its own was nothing but luck- you had found yourself in some trouble with the guards, their stupid remarks making you nothing but uncomfortable- and then poof, a stranger was there, whisking you away.

How strange that the random man was Howl himself- a well-known sorcerer and someone you looked up to. Of course, you nervously asked him to take you on as an apprentice, eagerly telling him about your interest in magic since you were young.

He simply laughed, smiling that bright smile everyone adored, and simply agreed to take you in.

All went well- he was a great teacher after all. Even with him being gone at random times throughout the day, you had Markl to spend time with to practice. And then there was Calcifer and his witty remarks. They never bothered you, simply jokingly throwing one back at him.

It didn't take long for feelings to grow for the mysterious sorcerer- everyone noticed it but Howl himself. Not that it was surprising.

Even Calfcifer noticed but never said about it, unlike Markl who made random remarks during the day in whispers, causing you to hide your face while the blush crept up to your ears.

Although one day, while cleaning up the firepit during the time Howl was away, Calficer clicked his tongue at you.

Raising an eyebrow, you turned your head to the burning ball of fire in front of you, silently asking him “what?”

“You really do love him, don't you?”

It was so sudden, it felt so random-

But that’s all he said. That's all he needed to say.

You were undeniably in love with Howl, and you could only hope the feelings were reciprocated. Maybe, just maybe they were.

All hope went down the drain the moment Sophie showed up. Suddenly, Howl wasn't around as much anymore- and when he was, he was with her.

It was always her. Sophie this, Sophie that.

Slowly, the feelings of sadness crept in, their sharp nails jabbing into your heart.

Is this what heartbreak felt like?

Eventually, you stopped leaving your room- opting to just study the days away instead of focusing on the pain residing in your heart.

Markl would stop by to check on you, dropping off food that would stay nothing but untouched, slowly growing cold as time passed.

Even though you appreciated Markl’s company, it didn't help that he often talked about Sophie- how cool she was. All this, all that.

It was all too much.

Howl never stopped in to talk- to check on you. Not that you expected him to. He was his own person who had his own things to do. He was a busy man after all. But still, you found yourself clinging to that hope- just to have it crushed.

Eventually, even Markl stopped popping in, choosing to set the food down on your table before retreating to Sophie.

It was fine. It was all fine. That's what you always told yourself.

But yet... Why did it hurt so much?

Pressing shaking hands against your tear-filled eyes, the only sound that could be heard was small sobs that you were trying oh so hard to muffle.

It was so unfair.

You wanted him to look at you like he does her. To experience the feeling of being wrapped in his arms, to feel his loving gaze.

But that would never happen.

There wasn't much point in staying there anymore- you refused to leave your room unless it was to quickly run to the bathroom, refused to even leave your bed unless it was necessary.

What was the point of staying there? Where the reminder of your unrequited love stayed?

It was raining outside, the soft pitter-patter of the rain on the window helping drown out any sounds that escaped you.

Bag in hand that was full of a few necessities and a small photo of you and Howl, you stopped to stare at Howl’s bedroom door for a minute.

Loving him hurt- but it wasn't something you regretted. If only things were different, maybe it would've been better. Such a false sense of hope.

Howl seemed happier with Sophie- even Calcifer and Markl were happier.

You weren't needed anymore.

So without a single thought, you turned on your heels and climbed out the hallway window to avoid Calcifer knowing.

Landing on the muddy ground below with a let thump, you looked at what used to be your home one last time, thoughts racing a thousand miles per second. You didn't want to stay and be reminded of how much happier everyone was without you.

So you left, the rain being your only company as you sobbed into the night.

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kinktober day 10

ship: alhaitham x reader

theme: cock warming

notes: okay i’m getting caught back up. only today’s left to write and bammmmm. hoping to not fall behind again. MINORS DNI, 18+ CONTENT.

word count: 600

alhaitham’s hand grasped at your hip as he tried to keep you still enough for him to focus on his paperwork scrawled out in front of him on the desk, “hold still.” he warned, voice a low growl.

nestled comfortably on the scribe’s lap, everything looked normal to an outside person. but what they couldn’t see was the way that his cock oh so prettily stuffed your leaking cunt just right.

having already been like that for almost a half hour now, you were growing antsy- and he knew it. the gray-haired male would often shift, ‘accidentally��� slipping even further into you. you would whine and squirm with pleas that fell on deaf ears.

“haitham-“ you whined, trying to rut your hips, shift, anything- but failing from his hard grip on your hip, “please- i-i can’t wait any longer-“

“ah, ah,” he tutted, not even looking at you as he continued with the paperwork, “you’re the one that interrupted my work for this. you need to be patient.”

but how could one be patient when their lover’s cock was stuffed into their aching cunt? the size of alhaitham’s length alone was enough to drive you mad, but just sitting there? stuffed with it? it seemed almost unbearable.

“please-“ you whimpered, hands grasping at his tight tank top. your weeping cunt clenched around his hard cock and he groaned, sending a look that you promptly ignored.

“and what is it you want, exactly?” alhaitham asked after several seconds of silence, a grin growing on his lips. he knew what he was doing.

“haitham-“

he cut you off, “well if you won’t say it, then it’s obviously not important enough. i have paperwork to fi-“

it was your turn to cut him off, “i want you to fuck me!” you whined, blinking up at him, “don’t wanna just sit on your cock anymore- please, haitham!”

alhaitham paused, taken aback. you weren’t one to be so open to begging and he couldn’t say he was displeased- it was pretty hot.

his lips slowly formed a smirk before he nodded, “okay.” it was one word, but it spread so many feelings through you.

his hands firmly grasped your hips and he looked down at you before connecting your lips, helping to grind you against him.

you mewled, arms encircling his neck as you kissed him back. the stretch from his cock was a delight and the feeling of him sinking deeper with every thrust was already building up a familiar feeling in your stomach.

was it because you cock warmed him for so long? or because you were simply that horny?

who knew.

tongues swirling around each other, you let out soft noises into the kiss as you started to move your own hips with his help. his cock brushed against the spots deep inside of you that had you seeing stars- small whines pulling from your lips.

one of his hands snaked down, rubbing his thumb against your puffy clit as he continued to thrust up.

with a loud cry, you came and he followed soon after, his lips still connected to yours in a sloppy but passionate kiss.

you whined, clenching around his cock as filled you with white hot globs of his cum.

“haitham..” you murmured, panting. but before anything else could be said, his hands grasped your hips again.

“i’m not done yet.” he all but growled, already thrusting his already hard cock into your weeping cunt.

to think it all stemmed from a simple request of cock warming. needless to be said, you’d have to do it again sometime.

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Unveiling Secrets

Characters: Lyney, Reader (Furina and Lynette briefly mentioned)

Relationship: Lyney x Reader

Genre: Hurt/Comfort

Summary: Lyney’s case revealed some shocking information that he never mentioned during your years of being together. SPOILERS FOR FONTAINE’S ARCHON QUESTS.

Notes: Very self indulgent because Lyney’s trial had me fucking SHOOK. My state is currently getting throttled with a massive storm and since I’m stuck inside, I’ve been bored as hell so why not write some of the stuff I’ve had ideas about?? Very short because I’m exhausted but yeahhhhh. Requests are open! :)

Word Count: 1230

Lyney, the renowned magician of Fontaine that everyone knew and adored. The same Lyney that came home every night, always exhausted but a smile graced his face regardless.

The soft moments shared in the evenings and through the night into the early hours of the day- the memories once were enough to bring butterflies to your stomach.

But now?

A crushing weight fell to your shoulders as you stood in the Opera Epiclese, observing the trial that took place. Of course, you knew Lyney was innocent- there was no way he would've killed someone.

“Tell me.” Furina’s voice cut through your thoughts, “Aren't you and Lynette actually from the House of the Hearth?”

You froze, eyes wide and breath catching in your throat. The House of the Hearth? The Fatui?

Lyney, the sweet magician who always pulled flowers from nowhere as a gift. Your sweet boyfriend who you thought could do no wrong…

Was of the Fatui?

Everyone in the opera house seemed shocked- most questioning Lyney’s innocence. But you sat frozen in your spot, eyes wide and staring blankly ahead.

During the years of being with Lyney, he had never once brought up such a detail. Why would he keep such important information away? Was it all a lie? Some sick, twisted game to him?

The rest of the trial was a blur in your zoned-out state. Everything seemed to blur together and you barely knew what was happening until you were walking on shaky legs from the auditorium.

Hasty footsteps from behind with a soft call of your name fell on deaf ears. It was only when a hand gently touched your shoulder that you finally snapped out of it, eyes flickering up to meet with familiar violet orbs.

Lyney.

“Hey,” he said in a low voice, worry lacing into it, “are you okay?”

How could you be? You just found out that your boyfriend was a part of the Fatui. That wasn't the problem, however. The problem was that such information was revealed by the Hydro Archon herself. In the middle of a court case.

Mouth opening to reply, words seemed to get caught on your tongue, mind drawing a blank.

“Why didn't you tell me..?” You asked finally, voice small and eyebrows furrowed.

The blond swallowed thickly, “I-” he seemed to struggle with words for a moment, “I swear, I didn't mean any harm by not telling you- I just-”

“Chose to keep such an important detail away from the person you're supposed to trust the most?” You asked, cutting him off. Internally, you winced at the sharp tone.

Lyney’s eyes grew wide, “It's not that I didn't trust you! I just- I didn't know how to tell you!” his voice was borderline pleading, “Please, I’m sorry I didn't tell you.”

“I..” You frowned, “What else did you lie about..? Was this... Was this relationship a lie too?” The question left your lips before you could even stop it, tumbling off your tongue like a wave of water.

“Of course it wasn't!” Came Lyney’s surprised reply, his hands moving to grasp yours delicately, “This relationship was never a lie- and still isn't.”

Even with Lyney’s sincere voice, doubt ate at the back of your mind. What if this was another lie? He lied for years about such a small detail- what else did he lie about?

“You..” Avoiding eye contact, your body stiffened when his gloved hands met yours. Holding hands with him once brought so much warmth and comfort- but now it left a heavy feeling settling at the bottom of your stomach.

Lyney shook his head as if knowing what you were going to say, “I didn't lie, Mon Cheri. I just didn't… Tell you this one detail. I’m still the same Lyney as before.”

“But are you..?” The waver in your voice caused you to curse inwardly, brave facade fading away. “How do I know that… that you're the same Lyney..?”

“Darling..” He whispered, eyes softening, “You are the only one who gets to see the real me. The real Lyney. It's reserved for you and you alone.”

Opening your mouth to reply, he cut you off by cupping your cheeks with his gloved hands, warmth seeping from the material.

Unable to resist the urge, you nuzzled into his touch, unconsciously pressing a soft kiss to his palm.

“I promise, I am the same Lyney that you have always seen. I love you and nothing has changed- none of this was a lie.” He sighed, a small smile gracing his lips as his violet orbs watched you place the kiss to his palm.

“I'm sorry I never told you, Mon Amore. I'll make it up to you, I promise.” Lyney’s eyes searched yours desperately.

Eyes drooping with a sigh, you looked up at him, “You better make it up to me.” You murmured, arms reluctantly moving to curl around his waist, “You owe me big time..”

He smiled, arms wrapping around you in a warm embrace, “That I do, that I do- I’ll do anything you ask until you forgive me! … Within reason, of course.” He gave a sheepish smile.

“No more secrets.” You murmured, giving him a stern look, “We need to trust each other… I don’t want to have to find out other things about you from the Hyrdo Archon herself- or anyone but you.” A sigh, “Promise?”

“Promise.” Came Lyney’s reply not even a moment later. His voice was serious, eyes determined. Right-hand raising, he stuck out his pinkie, a small smile forming on his lips.

“What are we, five?” You asked with a joking scoff, but you raised your hand to link pinkies with him regardless.

He smiled, pinkie squeezing yours, “If we are, you just agreed with it.” Gesturing to your linked pinkies, he laughed softly. His free hand moved to behind your ear, pulling out a flower as if out of nowhere.

“A beautiful flower for a beautiful person.” He winked, smiling. The flower was a Rainbow Rose, the scent mixing perfectly with Lyney’s and easily filling your senses. He gingerly tucked it into your hair, drawing a link hue to your cheeks.

“Now,” He hummed, “Shall we go out? I have a lot I must make up for-”

The blond was cut off by your arms wrapping around his waist again, head tucking below his chin and pressing against his chest. The soft thrum of his heartbeat was calming to listen to.

He paused, eyes widening before he smiled. One arm wrapped around you, the other raised with a hand gently carding through your hair, “Hey, hey. What's wrong, Mon Amore?”

“Just..” You whispered against his chest, “Let's stay like this for a bit... Please…?” Hands bunching up the fabric on his back lightly, your arms tightened slightly.

“Of course,” Lyney murmured with a smile, pressing a soft kiss to the crown of your head, “We can stay like this as long as you need. I’m here.”

And so there you stood, just outside of the Opera Epiclese and comfortably embraced in each other's arms.

Maybe Lyney did withhold details from you, but he was still your Lyney- a conclusion you had come to. While your trust was shattered, he was picking up the pieces and putting it back together.

It would take time, but with Lyney by your side, you knew everything would be okay.

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kinktober day 11

ship: kazuha x reader

theme: riding

notes: lmaooo late again oops. p sure i never mentioned a gender for reader. MINORS, DNI. 18+ CONTENT.

word count: 805

soft and breathy grunts escaped from kazuha’s kiss-swollen lips with every bounce of your hips against his. the way your warm walls clenched perfectly around his achingly hard cock did wonders for him.

“dove..” he grunted out, voice still as soft as falling leaves, “if you’re getting tired, i can-“

you cut him off with a swift kiss to his lips and a shake of your head, “i’ve got it, kaz.” you said, moving your hips as fast as you could without tiring yourself out.

oh, how his hands itched to grip your thighs to drag you along at a brutal pace- but he didn’t. he complied with your wish of the night.

kazuha had had a bad day in general, and the moment you caught wind of it, you were all over him. he enjoyed the coddling- any affection from you always brightened his day. and the way you asked to take charge? hot as hell.

his hands rested loosely on your hips, fingers pressing into the plush skin as you continued to bounce on his cock. but even he could tell it was starting to tire you out.

you usually didn’t take charge in the bedroom since he preferred to be the one taking over. his prep play and aftercare were enough to make your heart swell- but you also felt so guilty.

why wouldn’t you? your loving boyfriend did all of these sweet things for you. not even just in the bedroom either. but when trying to do something nice back, he usually turned it away with one of his charming smiles and poetic words.

“my love.” he tried again, blinking up at you through white eyelashes, “i can take over if needed- i don’t want you to get tired out-“

you whined, not halting the movements of your hips, “kazu, i’ve got it..” your voice was shaky with moans, hands balled into fists on kazuha’s chest, “‘m just.. tryin’ t’make you feel good..”

his scarlet eyes softened in awe as he took in your crestfallen expression. with a smile, he sat up with his back now supported by the headboard of the bed.

a bandaged hand moved to caress your cheek as the other halted your movements, forcing you to look at him.

“hey,” he whispered, finally understanding what was going on, “you’re doing amazing, my love. you already make me feel good in so many ways.. i just don’t want you to tire yourself out.”

you whined softly, bottom lip poking out ever so slightly, “but..”

“no buts.” kazuha hummed, hands moving down to your hips. he knew how stubborn you could be and he was determined to show you that you still made him feel good even when he helped out.

unconsciously, you clenched around his cock and he groaned softly, “do you need me to take over fully, my love?”

you shook your head and took in a deep, shaky breath before starting to move your hips again, rolling them and bouncing on his cock in a rhythm that left both of you breathless.

kazuha’s hands gripped your hips, pressing into the soft skin as he helped you keep the pace.

a few breathy groans left his lips, eyes fluttering shut from the feeling of your walls fluttering around him. burying his face to your neck, he kissed and sucked at the skin, occasionally leaving little nibbles.

you keened, clenching around him again, “kaz-“ you moaned, cocking your head to give better access to your neck.

he knew you were getting close just from your little signs and body language- and he was getting close as well.

with a small whine, you came, clenching hard around kazuha’s cock. he grunted and thrusted up a few times, burying himself as deep as he could before cumming.

he groaned out your name, lips attaching to your neck as his hands gripped your hips.

panting filled the room as you both sat there, but no one spoke for a moment.

kazuha was the first to break the silence, “i love you, dove..” he whispered against the marked skin of your neck, “you’re my world..”

you hummed, hands moving to run through his white hair, twirling the red streak, “i love you too, kazuha.”

he moved to get up and you raised an eyebrow.

“i’m going to get a rag to clean us up and…” he started but was cut off by your hand pressing lightly over his mouth.

“let me take care of it.” you smiled before pecking his cheek and standing up.

kazuha watched in awe as you cleaned everything up, eyes softening with nothing but adoration. while he preferred to take charge, he couldn’t help but enjoy being taken care of this time.

it was something new- but it was a new experience he would welcome with open arms.

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kinktober day 9

ship: tighnari x bunny! reader

theme: biting and marking

notes: i don’t even wanna talk about how behind i am. i am so tired and i’m so sorry- i’m hoping to get caught up soon. ty all for the continued support. MINORS DNI, 18+ CONTENT.

word count: 970

tighnari’s teeth sank into the soft skin of your inner thigh, drawing a sharp moan from your kiss-swollen lips.

having already been at it for several hours thanks to both his and your hybrid sides, you had lost track of how many times you’d already come- whether from his fingers or tongue, but he had yet to even so much as put his tip in you.

he claimed that he was more focused on you and your pleasure- which, while being endearing, was driving you up a wall.

it had been a rough day in general. a rough week- nothing seemed to have been going right. so your ever-so-loving partner decided to take matters into his own hands.

and tongue.

hands tangling in the fennec’s hair, you mewled and ground your hips against his tongue, chasing your umpteenth climax of the night. overstimulation zapped at your body with every little action, but you couldn’t help but want more.

tighnari gave a small hum, his hands pressing to the plush skin of your thighs to keep them open as his mouth moved with fervor against your weeping cunt. the way your body reacted and your sounds just edged him on to do more- to give you more of the pleasure you all but begged for.

whining again, your hands gently played with the base of his tall fennec ears and he groaned, his eyes slipping shut as he continued to eat away at your pussy like there was no tomorrow.

he was determined to make you feel as much pleasure as he could.

and needless to say, mission success.

grinding your hips down once. twice. and on the third, you came on tighnari’s tongue again- to which he eagerly licked up as if he was starving.

“nari-“ you mewled, panting, “please, nari- don’t want your fingers or mount anymore.. wan’ you..” bunny ears flopping lazily to the pillow resting behind your head, you gave a pleading look.

with a small smile, he nodded and shifted so his arms were on either side of your head, caging you in, “of course.” he hummed, lining himself up without any further notice, “you’ve been so good- i’ll always give bunny what they want.”

his previous rule of not using his cock went flying out the window.

he sheathed his hard length inside of your weeping pussy and he groaned, the feeling of your warm walls encasing him alone making him want to cum.

you mewled, hands clawing at his back after your arms wrapped around his neck, “nari- ngh..”

tighnari’s lips connected to yours, tongues meshing in a sloppy but passionate kiss. you could taste yourself on his tongue and you whined, but your attention was soon stolen by the feeling of his cock running along your walls as he started to thrust away.

maybe it was the overstimulation or maybe you went into heat and just didn’t notice- but archons did it feel way better than usual.

“ah! nari!” you moaned, clenching around his cock. slick dripped from your leaking hole and down to the blanket on the bed, a small puddle forming.

it would be a mess for later.

it didn’t take long before you came again with a loud cry and he slowed down just enough to ease you down from your high before thrusting again.

the fennec’s hands moved to grasp your thighs, pushing them to your chest as his thrusts picked back up.

“ah! ‘s too much! ‘s too much!” you mewled, mouth falling agape from the almost painful pleasure coursing through your sensitive body.

but you knew damn good and well that you didn’t want him to stop.

“it’s okay..” tighnari gently cooed, placing soft kisses on your cheeks before kissing down to your neck, “be a good bunny and take it, okay? i know you can.” he hummed, nipping at your throat.

moaning, you clenched around his pistoning cock. the new position had you seeing stars in all of the best ways possible- it wasn’t rare for tighnari to choose a mating press but it was always a surprise.

not that you were complaining.

with a final mewl, you came hard on the fennec’s cock, squirting messily. your drooling cunt clenched around him hard enough that it made it hard to move and he grunted, taking the moment to bury himself as deep as he could before cumming as well.

sharp teeth sank into the base of your neck right next to the pretty mating mark that rested there, drawing a soft moan from your sore throat.

tighnari loved marking you any way he could- hell, any time he could. something in his fennec side screamed to mark you- to make it well known that you were his. and even after years of being together, it was still the same thing.

but you thought it was endearing. and hot.

you both collapsed into a fit of pants on the bed, laying on your sides to face each other. he raised a hand, fingers rubbing against the new bite mark and collecting any of the blood bubbling there.

you whined, nose twitching as you blinked up at your boyfriend, “nari..”

tighnari hummed before embracing you and pressing a kiss to the crown of your head, “i love you, bunny.”

“i love you too, nari..” you whispered back, head resting comfortably on his chest.

the warmth of his tail enveloped you as he curled it around you gently, drawing you closer. a free hand reaching up to caress your bunny ears.

“rest.” he cooed, hand cradling your head to his chest, “i’ll be here when you wake up..”

and so you did, not having the energy to fight the exhaustion seeping in anymore. body covered in numerous bite marks and hickeys, you comfortably fell asleep in your boyfriend’s embrace.

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kinktober day 6

ship: blade x reader

theme: breath play

notes: i am once again late but that’s only because i had to work at my scare acting job so i’m beyond tired. so i’m sure this sucks more than usual. MINORS DNI. 18+ CONTENT.

word count: 384 (i’m so sad that it’s this short but i’m so exhausted.)

the grip on your throat tightened, skilled fingers pressing at just the right spots that had your head growing fuzzy in the best way ever.

“blade-“ you whimpered out breathlessly, eyes glazed over in lust and downright adoration- what an odd mixture considering the situation.

but how could you not adore the one you loved?

his hips snapping against yours kept their brutal pace, hand wrapped perfectly around your neck as he stared down at you through half-lidded eyes.

blade had already drawn orgasm after orgasm out of you, body on the brink of overstimulation- he could tell. from your whimpers to the way your body would twitch randomly to even the way your pussy walls fluttered around his pistoning cock.

“i’m close.” he grunted out, free hand gripping at your hips hard enough that even the aeons knew it would bruise.

shuddering, you let out a strangled moan at the sensations attacking your senses- but nothing could be said as you came once again, squirting on blade’s cock with a mewl.

he grunted and you could barely make out a “so.. tight-“ from your boyfriend as his thrusts became sloppy before he finally pushed himself as far as he could into you, coating your insides with thick, white ropes of his cum.

slumping against him with an exhausted huff, you had to rely on blade to clean up the mess and anything necessary- and even with his attitude, you knew he didn’t mind it.

not when it came to you.

now cuddled up on the bed and basking in the afterglow, his fingers traced lightly at the marks on your throat, “was i too hard?”

with a shake of your head, you cuddled closer with a content hum, eyes fluttering shut, “nah, ‘m fine..” more than fine to be exact. just beyond exhausted. that, and you knew you would be ungodly sore for the next few days.

a rare smile graced blade’s lips as he ran his hands through your hair. he settled on the bed comfortably, arms embracing you.

he went to speak but was cut off by your soft snores, a light and joking scoff leaving him- but he smiled gently nonetheless.

after pressing a soft kiss to the crown of your head, blade settled down as well, soon falling asleep.

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kinktober day 12

ship: wriothesley x reader

theme: handcuffs

notes: i am so t i r e d omg. i haven’t had a day off in over a week and i don’t get one until october is over so womp womp. reader is afab btw. MINORS DNI, 18+ CONTENT.

word count: 573

your face pressed down into the soft comforter on the bed, effectively muffling any noises that escaped your lips.

wriothesley stood behind, pounding into you at a fast pace. one of his calloused hands held onto your hip in a bruising grip, the other grasping onto your cuffed hands and pressing them to your back, keeping you in the arch he loved oh so much.

“wrio-“ you whimpered out, head turning to the side so as to not suffocate. your whines had long turned into incoherent noises, too fucked out to properly say much other than babbling his name and small pleas- but even then, everything slurred together.

he grunted, tightening his grip on your cuffed wrists as he sped up his pace, hips snapping back and forth at a bruising pace. anyone could tell you wouldn’t be walking properly the next day.

“‘m close-“ you whimpered, clenching around his cock. the obscene sight of your weeping cunt stretched by wriothesley’s pistoning cock was hot on its own- but the white, frothy ring forming at the base of his length made it that much better.

“not until i say so.” he grunted, drawing a sharp whine from you. the feeling of his cock dragging along your dummy walls was enough for him to want to cum alone- but not yet.

he wanted to mess around a bit more.

due to your hands being cuffed behind your back, the only position you could hold was face down and ass up- but the way he pressed against your back had you arching an angle that he rather enjoyed.

he slowed his pace, increased it- anything that he could to drive you crazy. and the whole time, he refused to let you cum.

it wasn’t until you were a whimpering and twitching mess under him that he finally muttered the phrase that you had been waiting for.

“let go for me.”

and you did. not even moments later, you came with a moan, face pressing down into the blanket without a single concern of suffocating.

wriothesley grunted and wrapped an arm around your chest, forcing you to kneel as he buried himself as deep as he could before cumming, shooting his white ropes inside of your abused cunt.

you whined, trembling- if it wasn’t for his hold, you likely would’ve collapsed from how shaky you were.

he laid you down gently before you heard the handcuffs unlock, the weight lifting from your wrists. but it wasn’t over.

in no way was it over.

your world flipped around as your lover moved you so you laid on your back, a sharp gasp leaving your lips in response.

before you knew it, your wrists were cuffed to the headboard and you huffed, wanting to be able to wrap around wriothesley- but ultimately, you gave in the moment he slid his already hard length back into your weeping cunt.

he smirked down at you, burying his face into the crook of your neck to leave kisses, bites, and hickeys.

you whined, hands trying to move but they couldn’t due to the handcuffs keeping them raised above your head. he hummed cooing softly as he pecked your lips before moving back to your neck and to your chest.

seeing as it had already been hours since you started, you knew as well as he did that it would be a long night.

and you wouldn’t have it any other way.

[cynosfunnyjokes]

kinktober day 2

characters: kaveh, reader

relationship: kaveh x reader

theme: bathroom sex

notes: i don’t have much to say about this one tbh. i reaaaaaally need to stop procrastinating lmao. no pronouns used for reader, but reader is afab! MINORS DNI. 18+ CONTENT.

word count: 1723

after a long day of commissions from the adventurer’s guild, the only thing on your mind was going home to your loving boyfriend and showering. the second sounded absolutely amazing considering the dirt and grime caked onto your body and clothes.

the front door was already unlocked, signaling that he was home- a surprise that was more than welcome. usually, you were home first- were you that late?

locking the door after shuffling inside, you kicked off your dirtied shoes and dropped the heavy bag from your shoulder to the floor with a small ‘thump’, the sound echoing through the house.

“love?” kaveh’s voice called out and not even a moment later, his blond head poked out from the living room to peer into the kitchen. his red eyes lit up upon seeing you and he smiled, walking over to wrap you into a tight embrace, “you’re late..” he murmured, looking down at you.

giving a sheepish smile and a nervous laugh, you wrapped your arms around his waist, “sorry, kav. picked up some extra commissions that katherine had.”

he smiled, “you’re always too selfless-“ his hand raised, thumb rubbing along the scabbed over cut on your cheek, blood and mud caking it, “i just wanna put you in a bubble most of the time.”

“i’d still find a way to cause a ruckus or injure myself.” you laughed, blinking up at the blond, “now, i reaaaaally want to shower.”

“i can tell.” kaveh said with a teasing tone, thumb still stroking your cheek as his other hand held your waist, “mind if i join?”

a common request that you never usually turn down.

“if you want to.” you shrugged with a smile before slipping from his arms to grab his hand, fingers lacing together.

getting into the bathroom, you started to strip after turning on the water, steam filling the room.

kaveh let out a teasing whistle, shamelessly watching the little show in front of him, “i feel like i fall more and more in love with you every day.”

“even when i’m covered in mud and look like a mess?” you asked with a small laugh, raising an eyebrow.

“especially then.” he confirmed without missing a beat.

after stripping fully, you hopped into the shower and allowed the hot water to run along your sore muscles, the water turning a dark color from the dirt and sweat as it ran down the drain.

it didn’t take kaveh long before he followed suit, taking his place behind you. with delicate hands that fit an architect, he helped wash your hair and the mud from your body, and in return, you did the same for him.

resting his hands on your waist, he smiled down at you, “i missed you.” he murmured, placing a soft kiss on your lips, “it was boring being home before you.”

“i’m flattered.” you laughed teasingly, arms wrapping around kaveh’s neck, “i missed you as well.”

a comfortable silence fell between the two of you, the water hitting your back and dripping to the floor of the bathtub. turning to face the stream, your back now faced kaveh.

not wasting a second, he hugged you from behind, arms curling almost possessively around your waist, “you look cute..” he murmured, placing soft kisses to the base of your neck. one of his hands snaked down to between your legs, teasingly rubbing at your bundle of nerves.

“kaveh-“ you gasped out, hands gripping at his wrists yet not stopping him. the stimulation was making your legs tremble as he teasingly slid his fingers along your wet folds, collecting the juices to swirl around your clit.

“yes?” he asked, feigning innocence. his achingly hard cock pressed to the curve of your ass, drawing a soft noise from his throat when you ground back slightly.

your soft noises only egged him to continue his movements, slowly moving to dip his finger into your weeping cunt. first one, then two and three- when he added the fourth, you were nothing but a quivering mess in front of him. if it wasn’t for his sturdy hold around your waist, you surely would’ve collapsed from your trembling legs.

“kaveh-“ you moaned out, rolling your hips unconsciously against his hand as he fingered you with fervor, drawing you closer and closer to an orgasm, “‘m c-close-“

placing a soft kiss on the base of your neck, kaveh hummed, “go ahead and let go for me, love.” he whispered, fingers speeding up while his thumb started to rub at your puffy clit again.

with a pleasured cry, you came hard on his fingers, body growing tense. he continued to finger you, but slower to help you down from your high- only stopping to pull them out and replace them with his aching cock.

“are you ready?” he asked, pressing a gentle kiss to your cheek. his hands held you in place, your upper half-pressed to the tile of the wall in the bathtub.

“yes-“ came your shaky response followed by a nod, “please, kav-“ eyes wide and pleading, you peeked at the blond over your shoulder.

without wasting a moment longer, he sheathed his hard length inside you in one swift move, drawing a moan from your throat. he groaned softly, teeth nipping at the skin of your neck.

the sound of slapping skin and running water filled the room, kaveh’s pace immediately picking up and becoming brutal. one of his hands grasped at your thigh, pulling it slightly for a better angle to drive his cock into your weeping cunt, drawing even more noises from your pretty lips.

the delicious feeling of his hard length drawing along your gummy walls had you clenching around him, breathy moans leaving you, “k-kav-“ you gasped out, forehead pressing to the tile of the wall, “i-i’m-“

any other words were cut off as you came again, legs growing weak from the intense pleasure that only seemed to increase as he fucked you through your orgasm, hips snapping even faster.

“so.. tight-“ kaveh grunted as he felt your tight walls clench around his cock.

a small whine left your lips when he suddenly pulled out but any protest died off when he turned you around to face him, your back now pressed against the wall.

attaching his lips to yours in a deep kiss, he repositioned his hard length at your drooling cunt, teasingly rubbing it along your folds before dipping in again to return to the same pace as before.

kaveh’s hands found their homes at the back of your thighs as he lifted you slightly to get a better angle, his thrusts becoming deep and fast.

“kaveh!” you moaned out, arms wrapped around the blond’s neck. shallow crescent-shaped indents formed on his back from your nails as they dug into his skin, but he ignored the sting in favor of the feeling of your walls clenching perfectly around him.

“‘s too much-“ you whined out, overstimulation zapping at your body. he softly shushed you, placing tender kisses against your lips, cheeks, neck- anything to distract you.

“it’s okay, love.” he managed out around a few breathy moans of his own, “jus’ one more. can you do that for me?” his words were slightly slurred as he panted, lips attaching to your neck again.

nodding slightly, you clenched around him again, small moans leaving you as he continued to pound into your abused and puffy hole. a white ring was forming around the base of his cock, the sight only managing to turn him on even more as his hips moved faster than ever.

“close, ‘m c-close-“ you whined out, nails digging into kaveh’s back, “too much- ‘s too much-“ any other words became incoherent, but he could swear he heard the soft call of his name.

“shhh, shhh..” he cooed softly, hands digging into the soft skin of your thighs as he held you up, “just let go, mmkay? let go for me..”

a few more thrusts from him had you cumming again on his cock, a loud moan leaving you as your head tipped back, mouth falling open.

the sight of you squirting had kaveh moaning softly, his thrusts becoming sloppy as he slammed into you a few more times before burying his cock as deep as he could. not even a moment later, thick white ropes of his cum filled your drooling cunt and he groaned, forehead resting against your chest as you both tried to catch your breaths.

“are you okay?” kaveh asked a few moments later, gently pulling out to inspect for any damage or issues- he was always so caring afterward.

giving a small nod, your arms still wrapped around his neck. seeing as your boyfriend was the only thing keeping you standing, there was no point in letting go.

he smiled and pressed a soft kiss to your lips before cleaning up the new mess that coated your lower bodies. globs of his cum dripped out of your puffy hole and he bit his bottom lip at the sight, eyes flickering back up to your face.

if it wasn’t for the exhausted look, he would’ve gone for a few more rounds. but he could tell just how tired you were, so he swallowed his thoughts and helped clean you up before assisting you out of the shower.

his hands gently worked the towel through your wet hair and down your overexerted body to collect any water before slipping one of his shirts and a pair of panties and shorts onto you.

he dried himself off and slipped his own clothes on before helping you to the bedroom, being gentle the entire time. kaveh mindlessly chatted the entire time, whispering small words of praise or sweet nothings.

settling you onto the bed, he joined immediately and cuddled you close under the blankets.

“g’night, kav..” you murmured with a yawn, burying your face against his chest. he smiled and ran a hand through your damp hair before pressing a kiss to your forehead, “love you…”

his heart fluttered at your words and sleepy voice, a smile forming on his lips as he pulled you closer, “i love you too. get some rest.”

the room soon filled with comfortable silence and the soft sound of breathing as you both fell asleep, embraced in each other's arms.

[cynosfunnyjokes]

morning sunlight

characters: tighnari and reader (collei mentioned)

relationship: tighnari x reader

genre: fluff. just fluff.

summary: soft mornings with tighnari were always the best

notes: wowwww sunny actually wrote fluff?? lost the 50/50 for blade so i wrote this to cheer myself up <3 no pronouns used for reader

word count: 664

soft mornings with tighnari were rare, but very much so welcomed.

due to his schedule with being a forest ranger, he was usually always busy- begrudgingly leaving early in the morning before you woke up and arriving home late in the night.

he couldn’t count how many times he had arrived home late to be greeted with the sight of you sleeping soundly on the couch; assumably having falling asleep while waiting for him.

he never failed to pick you up without complaint and carry you off to bed, keeping you close in his embrace before nodding off himself.

but there were days when collei insisted he took it off- convincing him with promises that she and the other rangers could handle it for the day.

and who was he to deny spending time with you?

the sun was rising, light peeking in through the windows and illuminating the room with soft warmth.

with a small yawn, your eyes peeked open, mind still hazy from sleep only to be greeted with the sight of your still-sleeping boyfriend.

tighnari was always so cute when he was asleep. and no matter how much he tried to protest, your opinion never changed. the way his ears twitched every so often and how his face always looked so calm- peaceful.

it was nice to see him so relaxed.

one of his hands held yours, fingers laced together loosely as his head rested on the soft pillow. he was curled on his side, facing your way.

staring at him in awe, you couldn’t stop yourself from bringing your hand up to his face, gently caressing his cheek. his skin was always so soft- it amazed you.

tighnari’s face twitched, his eyes slowly opening upon feeling your gentle touch on his face. a soft yawn left his lips as his ears twitched.

an adorable sight to behold.

seeing tighnari so sleepy in the morning was such a rare feat- but it was easily welcomed with open arms- to have such precious time with him?

you wouldn’t trade it for the world.

his own hand reached up to hold yours that was cupped his cheek, his thumb rubbing along your knuckles softly. “morning, dewdrop..”

archons, his morning voice was amazing.

with a soft smile, you rubbed your thumb gently against his cheek, “morning, nari.” you placed a soft kiss on his nose, drawing a small sigh from him.

suddenly, his arms curled around you, yanking you towards him as he buried his face into your hair. his body was warm- and he wasted no time as he tangled his legs with yours, tail curling around your waist with a small sigh.

you let out a surprised yelp, eyes growing wide as you were suddenly face to face with his chest- but you cuddled up to him regardless.

“you smell nice..” he murmured, nuzzling his nose into your hair, causing you to blush.

“nari..” you sighed, hands moving to gently grasp at his shirt, “shouldn’t we get up? it’s morning..”

“no.” tighnari gave a small noise of displeasure, arms tightening ever so slightly. “let’s stay like this a little longer.. i’ve missed you... please, flower?”

how could you deny him?

“of course.” you sighed, moving to press a soft kiss to his cheek before nuzzling back into his chest comfortably.

it didn’t take long before the room fell into a comfortable silence, both of you wrapped around each other- content and warm.

“i love you, nari..” you whispered, eyes growing heavy as sleep started to take over your mind once again.

“love you too, dewdrop..” his voice was laced with sleep, his eyes already closed as he rubbed his cheek against the top of your head.

his heartbeat was soft, filling your ears like music as you let out a soft sigh- it was so comfortable. his embraces were always ethereal.

the room was silent except for the sound of soft breathing as you fell asleep, comfortably nestled into each other’s arms.

[cynosfunnyjokes]

Overtime

characters: al haitham and kaveh

genre: smut (please do not read/interact if you’re a minor or uncomfortable with 18+ content.)

warnings: cock warming, smut, rough smut, anal sex, unprotected sex (use condoms please), hand jobs, al haitham is a tad mean, slightly whiny kaveh, top al haitham, bottom kaveh.

summary: kaveh cock warms al haitham while he works <3

word count: 733

notes: i don’t really have much to say here- just getting a feel for their characters so it’s probs ooc. not proof read or edited.

“if you continue to be loud, i’ll stop.” al haitham’s words were ice cold, his gaze still stuck to the paperwork in front of him. how troublesome, he still had stacks left. “you’re going to get us caught.”

kaveh whined quietly, burying his face into the other male’s neck, whispering out a faint, “‘m sorry-“

he sat oh so prettily on al haitham’s lap- the scribe’s cock safely nestled inside of kaveh’s tight ass. it had the architect constantly aroused, hole clenching every so often when he shifted, soft moans leaving his mouth when he did.

he was trying to be quiet.

keyword was “trying”.

“if you keep moving, you won’t get a reward after.” came al haitham’s response after kaveh once again shifted. a soft groan came from the scribe’s throat, hand clenching onto the pen in his hand.

a small whine left the other male’s mouth. he was overstimulated, having been sat there for over an hour now- his own cock was painfully hard, free from his pants and pressing against al haitham’s shirt.

the paperwork seemed endless- and even with no one else in the office at that moment, they were still cautious- not wanting to get caught.

a bit more time passed, the only sounds being the sound of writing and papers moving accompanied by small noises from kaveh every so often.

al haitham gently sat the pen down when the paperwork finally came to an end, his hands gently rubbing up and down the architect’s back. he placed a small kiss to his cheek before quickly shifting positions.

before kaveh could even process it, he was bent over the table, face pressed into the wood while the other male eagerly rubbed his cock along his ass.

“a-ah- ‘haitham!” kaveh whined, hole clenching around nothing as his own cock leaked a little. “please, please-“

he had been waiting for so long- too long. it had felt like forever.

al haitham shushed him, bottoming out into the male under him in one swift move. he bent down, pressing a soft peck to the back of the male’s neck. “you have to be quiet. if you’re not, i’m going to stop. got it?”

not trusting his voice, the other male nodded, biting his bottom lip as he clenched around the scribe’s cock. “p-please-“ he whimpered, trying to keep his voice quiet, “please move-“

and move he did.

al haitham’s pace started slower before becoming fast and brutal- hitting all of the places that had kaveh seeing stars.

“touch yourself.” he growled, hands gripping onto the architect’s hips, the skin turning pink.

with a shaky hand, kaveh reached down, moving to slowly stroke his own cock- the tip already being covered in precum. his hand moved at a steady pace, matching al haitham’s.

he bit his tongue to stop a loud keen from leaving his mouth, his face pressed to the table as he let out little pants.

his hole clenched again as he neared release, his small whines becoming more frequent. his legs were trembling, his body shaking like a leaf in the wind.

but he felt so good.

so, so good.

with a small whine, kaveh came, shooting white ropes onto his stomach and a bit to the floor below.

“you’re going to have to clean that up.” al haitham tutted, his hips snapping faster and faster as he chased release of his own.

when kaveh was worked down from his high, he was once again flipped over, back pressed to the hard wood of the desk.

the scribe took in his fucked-out expression, a soft look on his face as he leaned down to kiss him, cock still fucking his hole.

“‘haitham!” kaveh whimpered, arms wrapping around the other male’s neck. his body was shaking from overstimulation, mind hazed as he clenched unconsciously.

giving a few last thrusts, al haitham came, coating the other male’s insides with ropes of his cum, his lips pressing against the other’s.

they both stopped, pulling away ever so slightly as they both panted.

kaveh looked up at al haitham with a small smile, cheeks coated in a blush as he looked down at where they were still connected.

the mess on the floor was worse.

“we should-“ the architect’s voice cracked, “we should probably clean this up-“

“who said we were done?”

needless to say, kaveh wasn’t able to walk the next day.

[cynosfunnyjokes]

Held in the Arms of Another

Characters: Gorou (Lumine and Kokomi Mentioned (Reader is not Traveler))

Genre: Angst

Summary: The Vision Hunt Decree is finally over and your lover, Gorou, is finally back in your life- but things aren’t how you thought they would be…

Notes: A lil angsty fanfic I wrote for myself like a year ago that my lovely friend proof read! It was originally meant to have a happy ending but I never wrote a second part (gotta love good ol angst to fluff). but uhH- if enough people are actually interested, I might write a second part?? This is also posted on my AO3 (cynosfunnyjokes)!

With the Vision Hunt Decree and war finally being over, thanks to the dear Traveler and the group of people who helped alongside her, everything was finally calm. Everyone could now relax and life was able to continue on as it had before.

By default, you had assumed that Gorou, your lover, would be able to spend more time with you now to make up for the time that you both had lost to his position as General of the Watatsumi Army. During that time, he had prioritized everything else- which was fair, with people having their Visions stolen from them by the Raiden Shogun and then the whole issue with the Delusions- but that didn’t do much to deflect the slight pain you felt when he would scurry off in the early hours of the morning with a light peck on the lips and a quick mumble of, “I have to go see Her Excellency.” or anything along those lines.

Many nights were spent alone in a cold bed that was much too big for one person. His side of the bed would remain vacant until the early hours of the morning when he would finally step through the door…. If he would even show up. 

Sometimes, you would have to remind him to take care of himself- to rest when he was tired- and more often than not, it would lead to small arguments. By the end of the night, one of you was embraced in the other’s arms with a loose promise of trying to do better.

Then, one day, the mysterious Traveler showed up with her odd floating companion. The legendary Traveler, who had brought down a dragon to save Mondstadt and won a fight against a Fatui Harbinger, was now joining the Resistance to help take down the Shogun. You were grateful, really, you were, along with the other Inazumans that she had saved, but after everything settled…. Why was she still here? And why was Gorou all over her? Even with the extra free time, the hybrid was still barely at home.

Was he growing tired of you? 

The Traveler was far better- it was a fact that you couldn't deny. She was amazing at everything and hell, she was more attractive as well. With this thinking, you couldn’t find it in yourself to blame him for wanting to be around her more. Honestly, who wouldn’t?

Watching him leave early in the morning to follow Lumine like a lost puppy only to come home late at night when the moon was in its trek through the sky, it really hurt. Maybe this was his way of indirectly ending the relationship- by distancing himself almost completely. 

That thought alone almost had you in tears half of the time.

This went on for two weeks before you'd finally had enough. It was tearing your heart apart the more you saw your dear lover less and less. Would it kill him to spend a day with you? Apparently so.

Some days, he would rush off early before you would wake up. Today seemed to be one of those days.

The room was mostly dark, save for the small rays of sunlight peeking over the window sill, flooding a cold, and dim light. However the sun wasn’t what drew you from your slumber; it had been the sound of your lover clumsily pulling his clothes on. All that was visible to you was his back, tail softly swaying back and forth as he tugged on the armor that usually adorned his upper body. Sitting up with a yawn escaping your lips, you raised a hand to rub the grogginess from your eyes, as the other moved up, muffling the yawn.

Fluffy ears twitching at the sound, Gorou whipped around, facing you with eyes wide in surprise. A nervous smile settled on his lips soon after. “Love?” His voice cut through the silence of the room like a knife, “Why are you up? Did I wake you?” One of his eyebrows quirked up as his head cocks to the side.

Oh, how you missed his voice. It was calming. Comforting. 

Instead of answering his question, your eyes shift to his, and your lips part to ask a question of your own. “Are you going out with Lumine again?” Even you were shocked at the coldness in your tone, although at this point, you were too tired to show it. You already knew the answer, but there was a lingering hope that you clung onto. The hope that maybe- just maybe- he would stay here with you instead. Finally.

A smile spreads across his face as he nods enthusiastically. “Yeah, I am!” He sighs as he turns to grab his gloves and accessories for his arms. Unfortunately, by doing so, he missed the crestfallen expression that shifted onto your face.

You could almost feel the shattered pieces of your heart piercing through your ribs like glass. 

The sound of Gorou getting ready hardly overruled the tension in the thick sound of silence. 

“Really?” The tone of your voice, so soft and sweet, but tainted with heartbreak, “You seem to always be with her as of late. It’s almost like you’re dating her instead.” Your eyes darted down to the blankets, not wanting to meet his anymore.

Gorou froze in his spot for a moment, visibly taken aback by your statement. He turned, facing you with confusion written on his face, “What do you mean?” His voice matched his expression. Had he not realized how much time he had been spending with the Traveler? Or was he playing innocent? Maybe he would deny it until he would finally end it with you. 

“Well, you’ve been spending so much time with Lumine. It’s almost like you’ve replaced me with her.” Your voice was wavy and full of hurt, but your gaze shifted back up to him regardless.

Something seemed to click in his head, his confused expression shifting into a blank look. “Are you...jealous?” He scoffed, almost in disbelief, “Y/n, you know how she saved us. Why are you- Why would you…” his voice got quieter as he trailed off, watching your expression shift to a sour one. He could see the tears welling up in those beautiful orbs that he adored so much, threatening to spill over.

"Y/n…" Your name left his lips, his voice was soft- completely different from the one he had just been using- as the realization set in. He lifts a hand, reaching out to touch you in hopes of comforting you, but you flinch away. Gorou’s heart all but shatters in his chest as his ears flatten slightly.

Defeated, you stood from where you had been sitting, and slipped your shoes on, not bothering to grab anything except for your vision, the elemental emblem lighting up as you grabbed it. 

“I..” your voice small, and shoulders drooped with tears falling freely now, “I should’ve figured you would respond that way. I’m not even sure why I tried.”

Gorou stood speechless as he watched you open the door with shaking hands, “Hey!” His voice cracked, “No, no, wai-!” The door slams shut, cutting him off. All he could do was stand there as the quick and steady sound of your footsteps began to fade away.

He was left alone, in the silence of the room.

[cynosfunnyjokes]

kinktober day 8

ship: ayato kamisato x reader

theme: semi-public/public sex/hair pulling

notes: ayato calls the reader “good girl” and i know i’m two days late i’M SORRY 💔 i’ve been sooooo busy but i plan to catch back up today! MINORS DNI, 18+ CONTENT.

word count: 524

gloved hands gripped at your locks of hair, yanking them as you were bounded into from behind. small grunts could be heard from ayato, but they were as controlled as the kamisato man usually was.

“if you keep being noisy, you’re going to get us caught.” his voice was deep, a warning lilt to it, “unless that’s what you want? for everyone to see how much of a whore you are for my cock?”

having not made it to the shared bedroom, you both decided on a vacant hallway after hours of teasing your partner. wiggling your ass when bending down to get something or even just the way you looked at it- it drove ayato mad until he quite literally dragged you off to the bedroom only to corner you against the wall in a hallway.

“ayato-“ you mewled, clenching around his cock. upper half-pressed to the cold wall, you could do nothing but press your hands to the surface to keep steady as he continued his brutal rhythm from behind.

said male wrapped his fingers around the base of your hair and yanked back, pulling your head back so your faces were merely inches apart.

nipping on your jaw, he then placed a gentle kiss there- a contrast to the hash grip of his hand in your hair and the brutal pace of his hips- but it was welcomed nevertheless.

“‘m close-“ you managed out shakily, trying to keep your voice down. private times with him were never usually quiet- but it was different now that you weren’t in the safety of the bedroom.

especially if a maid or even ayaka could walk by any moment.

oh, how ayato would’ve loved to tease you- to not let you cum and mess with you until you were nothing but a puddle of goo beneath his fingers. and his cock.

but time was of the essence, so he just nodded, nipping at your neck, “go ahead.” he murmured into the marked skin, “let go for me.”

lip caught between your teeth in an attempt to muffle any noises, you came, clenching hard around ayato’s cock. his hand stayed buried in your hair, pulling on it to give better access to your neck as he buried himself deep in you.

the warmth of his cum as thick white ropes of it filled your abused cunt made you mewl, a soft sound pulling from the back of your throat.

ayato placed gentle kisses on your neck, hand letting go of your hair, “good girl..” he murmured, looking at you.

the kamisato man was always attentive after such events like this- something you adored to no end. his eyes scanned you, looking for any noticeable problems before asking, “are you okay, my flower?”

you nodded, smiling softly, “i’m okay, ayato.” a pause, “however…”

“however?” he asked, raising an eyebrow.

“can we continue in the bedroom?” face flushing as you spoke, you turned your head slightly to look at him better.

ayato smirked before nodding, “your wish is my command.” he said in your ear before pulling out and lifting you up to carry you to the bedroom.

[cynosfunnyjokes]

kinktober day 3

characters: thoma, reader, ayaka is mentioned

relationship: thoma x reader

theme: stripping/body worshipping

notes: i actually don’t like this one but hERE. had a rough day at work and i really didn’t have the motivation but forced myself to anyway. reader is technically gender neutral, just afab. TW FOR SELF ESTEEM ISSUES. MINORS DNI. 18+ CONTENT.

word count: 1331

after a long and arduous day of working at the kamisato residence, thoma wanted nothing more than to retire to his room to relax with you, his lover, for the rest of the night.

the sight he was met with upon entering the room was not the one he expected. to be fair, he didn’t know what he expected in the first place- but there you stood in front of the mirror, staring almost judgingly at yourself.

your hair was wet, signaling that you had just showered and your skin was flushed- yet he could see the semi-wet tracks of what he could only assume were tears.

were you crying?

he immediately started to wonder what could’ve happened- maybe your commissions didn’t go well? he couldn’t see any visible new injuries so maybe not. it could’ve just been a bad day- but what could’ve happened?

a soft sniffle from you snapped him from his thoughts.

“sweetheart?” thoma’s voice cut through the silence in the room and you flinched in surprise, snapping around to face him.

“o-oh!” you stuttered out, eyes wide, “thoma! hi!” you tried to play it off as if you weren’t mean mugging yourself the mirror just mere moments before.

eyes softening as he looked at you, the blond let out a small sigh, “what’s wrong?” he asked, voice soft and supporting. he had always been a loving boyfriend and he was very observant, so it wasn’t a surprise that he saw right through it.

“it’s just..” you murmured, frowning, “i dunno… i haven’t been really.. liking how i look..?” it came out as more of a question than a response, yet it still summed it up enough for him to understand.

“oh, darling..” thoma whispered, coming up to you. his arms wrapped around you comfortingly, “why do you feel like that?”

“i feel like.. you deserve better..” you finally said after a few moments of silence, bottom lip caught between your teeth, “i’m not that attractive a-and-“

thoma didn’t even give you a chance to let you finish speaking, one of his fingers pressing lightly to your lips, “hey, hey.” he said with a shake of his head.

he turned you around, arms wrapped around your waist as he forced you to look in the mirror, “do you know what i see here?” his voice was soft and calming, his chin resting on your shoulder.

“a mess?” you asked half-jokingly, an eyebrow raising in question at him.

“absolutely not!” he teasingly scolded, lips pressing gently to your neck, “i see the prettiest person i’ve ever laid eyes on.”

even with the comment making you blush, you frowned, “i feel like that’s kinda biased, thoma.. lady ayaka is way prettier. and so is-“

he cut you off by nipping at your neck, one of his hands sinking between your legs to dance along your clothed heat, “incorrect.” he murmured, nibbling on your ear as you gasped.

making eye contact with thoma in the mirror sent a fresh wave of heat between your legs and you whined, thighs squeezing shut for some kind of friction.

“ah, ah.” thoma chided lightly, before pulling away, “i’ll just have to show you how much you mean to me- how stunning i truly believe you are.”

leading you to the bed, he shook his head when you tried to remove your own clothes, “i don’t think so, darling.” he hummed, gently guiding you so we were lying on the plush bed, “allow me to unwrap this..” he licked his lips, “delectable present.”

a shiver ran up your spine at his words, pussy clenching around nothing as your panties slowly became soaked with your slit.

thoma’s hands and fingers worked slowly to undress you, taking his time as he peppered gentle kisses to the skin he exposed- making sure to kiss every area.

“so pretty..” he whispered after tossing your shirt to the side, hands moving to rub from your shoulders to your fingertips before pressing gentle kisses to the backs of your hands.

“every scar, every blemish, every- ‘imperfection’ as you’d say..” he whispered, pressing light kisses to your chest upon removing your bra, “everything about you is perfect to me, my love.”

his words warmed your heart as it hammered fast and hard in your chest, “thoma-“ you whispered out only to be quickly shushed by his coos, “let me take care of you, my love.”

how could you say no?

thoma’s hands slowly moved up to cup at your exposed chest, thumbs swiping over the hardening nipples and drawing a gasp- he could feel the familiar strain of his hardening cock in his pants. the fabric started to feel suffocating but he was determined to make this about you.

hands slowly traveling from your breasts to your hips, his lips trailed down your exposed body, soon coming to rest where your pants sat. thumbs hooking under the hem, he slowly pulled down your pants and panties, placing gentle and teasing kisses along the way.

sure, you were used to thoma and his soft moments, but everything in you screamed to have him fucking you then and there- “thoma-“ you whined.

said male only shook his head, placing a kiss on your belly button before settling between your legs, “no need to rush, dear. i’ll make you feel good in more ways than one.”

his hot breath splayed against your weeping cunt, drawing a choked whine from you.

the blond hummed, one hand holding your thigh to the side as the other raised to press his thumb against your lower lips, “so, so pretty. all for me..” he whispered before leaning in and running his tongue sensually up your leaking slit.

your back arched in response with a small moan, hands grasping at the blankets below, “thoma-“ you moaned, the feeling of his tongue slowly running along your soaked pussy driving you wild.

he hummed almost innocently, moving a thumb to rub tantalizing circles against your puffy clit, tongue dancing inside of your gummy walls, “you taste so good..” he groaned, continuing.

adding his other hand to the mix, he inserted two fingers into your soaked hole, still lapping up your leaking juices as if he were starved. his pace was steady, fingers dragging along your walls as his thumb rubbed circles on your clit, his lips and tongue sucking messily anywhere they could.

“thoma!” you gasped, hands moving to grasp at his blond hair, “close- ‘m close-“ a familiar coil was winding up in your lower belly as you squirmed, back arching slightly.

“let go for me.” he whispered, picking up the pace slightly.

all of the stimulation drew you closer and closer to your orgasm until-

the coil finally snapped, a loud moan leaving you as you came hard on thoma’s tongue- to which he licked up eagerly as if it was his last meal. a hot sight indeed.

his thumb still ran small circles around your clit to help you down from your high as you panted, body sagging on the bed.

“thoma..” you murmured, blinking up at him before eyeing his obvious hard-on, “what ‘bout you?” a simple question that made his heart flutter. you were always so caring.

“don’t worry about me, sweetheart.” he whispered, “my only concern is you and your own pleasure. i want to make you feel loved. pretty. needed.

you smiled softly, arms curling around his neck to pull him down into a kiss, “i always feel like that when i’m with you..” you whispered against his lips, tasting your juices after separating.

thoma smiled softly, hand moving to cup your cheek, “i love you..” he whispered before connecting your lips again in a deep kiss- not giving you a chance to continue.

even without you replying, he knew that you loved him as well. he was making it his personal goal to have you see how pretty he knew you were- and he would stop at almost nothing until he would reach it.

[cynosfunnyjokes]

Just a Little More

Characters: Cyno, Tighnari, Dehya (Collei is mentioned) Ship: Cyno x Tighnari Genre: Angst (Bring tissues) CW: Major character death, mention of injuries, a bit of violence (I’m sure I missed something.)

Summary: Cyno just wants to hug Tighnari a little bit more. Notes: This was written based on one of @phaesporia__ 's angst posts on twitter! Please be sure to go check them out :) 

Words: 2637

The desert heat was not often something that most people could withstand. The sun itself could be brutal during the day, the hot temperatures often being enough to send even the scholars running back to the city’s safety with their tails tucked between their legs. Even those blessed with cryo visions would start to succumb to the heat as it began to seep into their bones.

“Ugh…” Tighnari’s voice rang out, catching Cyno’s attention. “It’s too hot out here… I think I’m losing consciousness…” Even with him having shed his extra layers on top, he still felt miserable as the temperature continued to seep into him, leaving him breathless. A sheen layer of sweat covered his flushed skin, ears pinned back to his head as he panted lightly. Hand reaching up, he pulled at the fabric of his top, trying to cool down to no avail.

Sharp, amber eyes flicking over to Tighnari, Cyno’s gaze softened as he raised an eyebrow at the male. “How many fingers am I holding up?” he asked as he held up two of his tanned fingers. Even with the worry bubbling up in the Mahamatra’s stomach, his gaze stayed sharp and attentive as they focused on the forest watcher. Eyebrows furrowed slightly in concern, he frowned softly.

Tighnari paused, eyeing Cyno’s hand with uncertainty, eyes drooped and unfocused, “Three…?” It sounded more like a question than an answer, but it was wrong nevertheless.

Cyno’s concern grew as he heaved a sigh, shaking his head, “Look at you now,” he deadpanned. “Clearly I told you that you shouldn’t come with me to the desert, no?” Even if his voice was stern, it still held a level of concern to it. They both knew that the fennec wasn’t able to withstand the heat like Cyno- but even with the situation, he was content with spending time with Tighnari; he always enjoyed being around him.

“Well… uhm…” Tighnari swallowed thickly as he looked over at the other male, ears drooping- was he mad? “I just… I didn’t expect the place to be that far…” He paused, face scrunching up in discomfort and worry, “Yet I wanna make sure you’ll be safe, too.” Another pause, but a bit longer, “I’m sorry.”

Cyno blinked at him, expression stoic and unreadable. Tighnari could feel the guilt bubbling in his chest. Was he mad? He began to worry more.

The Mahamatra sighed, moving to grab the other male’s legs to heft him onto his back.

“Cy- Wha?!” Tighnari gasped out, hands immediately flying to grasp at his shoulders, fingers clutching at the thin fabric. All he received in response was a small ‘Stay still’ as he was properly situated on the other’s back. He blushed, hand moving to cover his face, “Cyno… You don’t have to do this…”

He felt like his heart could burst from his chest at any moment with how fast it was beating- but the feeling was shared between the both of them.

“Of course not,” Cyno’s voice was uncharacteristically soft as he began to make the trek back to Aaru Village, “but I want to.”

The rest of the walk was silent save for the sound of their panting and the soft sound of stepping on the sand.

The fact that Tighnari had gone silent as he slumped against Cyno had the Mahamatra worried- he picked up the pace as soon as Aaru Village came into view.

“Oh, we’re here.” The sound of Tighnari’s voice rang out, not sounding as breathless as before- to which Cyno internally thanked the Sevens. “You can just drop me there and get back to work.”

Cyno stayed silent for a moment, still walking as his hands gave Tighnari’s thighs a gentle squeeze. “Are you sure?” His voice was stoic, but a hint of worry rang through it regardless. Of course, he would be worried. The fennec fox had a soft spot in the General’s heart.

“Mhm,” the forest watcher hummed, “I feel a lot better now, thank you.” His face was still flushed- but whether it was from the heat, the proximity between him and his boyfriend, or both- he couldn’t tell.

As soon as Tighnari was out of the sun and in the safety of the building, he sat on the plush seat, heaving a sigh of relief. He took a moment to relax his tense muscles, ears flicking lightly atop his head. “You’re gonna go to the east, right?” he sighed, voice light with a hint of concern, “Make sure to pack my essential oil with you.”

Silence.

He furrowed his eyebrows, eyes flicking up to the other male, “Cyno?”

Before he could even blink, Cyno suddenly moved forward to wrap his tan arms around him securely, “Woah, hey-!” Tighnari’s voice was surprised, eyes widening as his own arms found their way around the other’s back, returning the embrace. “Are you okay?”

It was silent for a moment, the Mahamatra’s arms simply tightening around his waist as he buried his face into the other’s shoulder. “A little more,” Cyno suddenly mumbled out into Tighnari’s shoulder. “Let me stay here with you… Just a little more.”

His voice was uncharacteristically shaky but soft.

Tighnari sighed, inwardly cooing at Cyno. He was so cute… He hummed softly, resting his head against the other male’s as his arms tightened a bit. “Alright, alright.” he smiled, nuzzling his nose into his gray hair.

“Just a little more.”

‘When I’m in his arms, it all feels like a dream…’

“Cyno! Cyno?” Someone was yelling…

‘But one day, I’ll have to wake up…’

“Hey… You hear me?!”

Cyno snapped back from his thoughts, heart thumping loud and hard in his chest. Even with the mask obscuring his vision, he could still recognize the other person- Dehya.

“Cyno! Stop hiding!” Dehya’s voice sounded desperate- pleading, “I know it’s you! Please, just…!” She frowned, eyeing him sadly, “After you left the Akademiya, everyone was so worried… We’ve been looking for you everywhere-”

Cyno simply turned, back now facing Dehya as he started to walk away, “Leave me alone.” His voice was cold and sharp, sending shivers up Dehya’s spine as she shook her head, moving to get closer.

“Cy, come home with us!” She pleaded desperately, her voice full of pain. They had spent so long looking for Cyno- they didn’t have leads until recently, “I can understand why you left… but what about Collei?”

Her next words sent a shiver up Cyno’s spine as he went stiff; “Do you think Tighnari would be happy if he saw you like th–” He didn’t even give her a chance to finish, turning and aggressively swinging his staff at the wall next to Dehya. It cracked through the stone, some debris scattering to the ground.

“I said ‘Leave,’” he seethed, gritting his teeth as he kept his polearm firmly planted into the crack in the wall. “Go while I still have the patience.” How dare she use that against him?

“Tsk, you stubborn bastard…” Dehya stared nervously at the polearm just beside her head, gritting her teeth as she turned her gaze back to the male in front of her. “Fine. If you don’t wanna talk, then let's fight. But I’m not leaving unless you come with me.”

‘No, Dehya.’

Cyno scoffed as Dehya darted forward with her weapon, his own raising to block.

‘There are many things you can’t understand- that you won’t understand.’

Thick, suffocating smoke filled the air, easily filling Cyno’s lungs and leaving him breathless as he fought back the coughs from the burning in his chest. Hands held him back as he tried to get out of them, thrashing around in a desperate attempt. But his mind was full of only one thing- he needed to get to Tighnari.

“Cyno! Don’t-! He’s not Tighnari anymore!” The voices rang loud in his head, but he ignored them, still attempting to twist away from the hands keeping him back- keeping him away from his lover. “Someone help me! Hold him, now!”

More hands grabbed at him in a desperate attempt to pull Cyno away- but he couldn’t-

More of the suffocating smoke filled his senses as the fires raged on, but his feet stayed firmly planted in the grass as he stared ahead into the eyes of what used to be his beloved.

‘You will never understand.’

Tighnari was bound, limbs tied back as he snapped and lashed at the people who were working on the knots. His face was scuffed up, covered in small cuts, dried blood, and dirt. A cut ran down his lips- the lips that Cyno would kiss softly in the morning before he left. The lips that always felt so pillowy soft against his own- the ones that always greeted him when returning to Gandharva Ville.

His usually soft and neat hair was disheveled, the green and black strands knotted and dirty from the ash and his earlier struggles, and his ears were downturned as he growled, baring his teeth. Cyno’s hands itched to run his hands through Tighnari’s hair- to hold him close.

And his eyes… They were usually so soft and caring, his green and brown irises shining brightly with his pale pupils- Cyno had always found himself getting lost in them- but they were now dull and lifeless. His left eye itself was faded, almost purely white as if his iris simply dissolved away- and maybe it had.

They didn’t expect such an outcome. Cyno never expected to come to Gandvarva Ville to see this. To see his lover in such a disheveled state- to see him not be himself.

‘Tighnari. My Tighnari.’

“He’s infected! Do not let Cyno touch him! I repeat, do not…!” He could barely hear the voices anymore, ears ringing loud as he continued to thrash in their hold, completely focused on trying to get to Tighnari. Frustrated tears were beading at the corners of his amber eyes as he yelled out his lover’s name desperately.

There had to be something they could do, something to help him.

‘Tighnari that everyone adores. Tighnari that scolds me every time I get hurt.’

The hands that restrained him seemed to only tighten more as he twisted, still keeping him away from the flames that danced around Tighnari, as if taunting him. Why did he have to be so far away? Why did they all have to hold him back?

There had to be something they could do, some way to help him.

“Let me go!” Cyno yelled out, tears cascading down his tanned cheeks as he firmly dug his bare feet into the ground, trying to get closer. The heat of the fire licked at his face, smoke still billowing around unpleasantly,

The pain was easily ignored- he only had one thing in mind, and that was to get to Tighnari.

‘Tighnari who couldn’t even stand the desert’s heat…’

Cyno knew his struggle was useless- but he didn’t care.

Tighnari stood ahead, limbs bound with sturdy rope as the fire licked at his skin, singeing his clothes, hair, and the fur on his tail- His tail that always wagged so cutely when they were with each other. His tail that was only reserved for Cyno to touch- but it now hung limp, the usually vibrant green fur burnt and matted.

He couldn’t have been more than twenty feet away- but it felt so far- so unreachable.

Cyno’s eyes flickered up from his tail to Tighnari’s eyes and his heart all but shattered upon noticing the tear building up in his normal eye- his face was almost shocked- calmer than what it was as if he had a moment of clarity.

He stared into Cyno’s eyes, the tear cascading down his cheek as a small smile spread on his lips- as if reassuringly- causing tears to uncontrollably leak down the Mahamatra’s cheeks.

Suddenly jolting forward, the hands loosened in shock just enough for him to take off running towards the fire. To his lover- his home.

“Cyno! No!”

‘... Now standing in the burning flames.’

Tighnari… The stern and sassy man that he adored so much- the soft side he got to see in private. It all made him want to cry. The memories themselves were heartbreaking to think about.

They would never happen again.

‘Sorry, Dehya, I didn’t know how to explain it to you.’

The sharp tip of Dehya’s blade pressed to Cyno’s neck, tears cascading down her cheeks as she looked at him in distress. He didn’t put up a fight- it was almost like he had given up.

‘How does it feel when you can save the whole world…’

They stood there motionless before Dehya lowered her blade back to her side, eyeing him closely. He seemed so… unphased. His scarred face remained stoic- and even if she could see his eyes behind the fabric covering them, she figured they’d be unreadable.

‘But cannot save the one you love most.’

“Hey, you won. Don’t cry.” Cyno easily picked up on her sniffles, his keen hearing making it easy. He didn’t know what he expected to happen from the fight itself- but he held back, not having the willpower to try.

How could he?

“Don’t expect me to kill you, Idiot.” Dehya’s voice was steady, but laced with hurt as she tried to wipe away her tears. Her eyes flickered up, eyeing his scarred flesh with uncertainty. She paused, thinking about her next words. “Doctors said your case was really lucky.”

Gesturing at his tanned skin, she continued, “People who jump straight into the fire like that… Probably would never have the chance to survive.”

“Is that so?” Cyno raised a hand, the sun illuminating the scarred skin- sometimes, it felt like he could still feel the burn of the flames from that night. The pain of the memories filled him as he wondered what could have been done to change what happened. “Well, perhaps Lord Kusanali had heard my prayers back then.”

“Oh? But…” Dehya started, quickly cutting herself off as she stared at him with furrowed brows.

“I know I don’t have the right to change anyone’s fate,” he started, still inspecting his scarred hand, “I do believe in the Gods’ judgment.”

She blinked at him, confusion swirling in her eyes. She paused again, unsure. “Then what did you pray?”

Everything blurred as Cyno was back in the forest, surrounded by the fire as it licked at his skin- but he ignored it, paying attention to Tighnari’s limp form in his arms. His arms wrapped around the other in a tight hug, his chin pressed to his shoulder as he sobbed freely.

‘Oh, Archons… Please… A little more.’

He buried his face into his lover’s shoulder, sobbing as his arms tightened- he didn’t want to let go. Everyone continued to yell for him, but he ignored it, shaking his head as he begged the Seven, wanting his lover back- wanting Tighnari to wake up and call him a ‘Lummox’ for being so reckless for jumping into the fire.

“At least let me hold my Tighnari…”

But it would never happen. He would never hear the warm voice of his lover again. No more soft mornings or relaxing times. He would never get to feel his warm embrace. All of it was gone, burning like the forest around them.

Even as the others finally came over to him, Cyno kept his tight grip on Tighnari, refusing to let go as he buried his face into the crook of his neck, sobbing. Hands grasping the fabric of the back of his shirt, he prayed- begged the Gods.

Hands tried to pull him away as he thrashed against them, only holding on tighter. Didn’t they understand? Why couldn’t they leave him alone? He sobbed desperately into Tighnari’s shoulder.

‘...Just a little more.”

[cynosfunnyjokes]

Masterlist ૮ ˶ᵔ ᵕ ᵔ˶ ა

“Should the day ever come that we are not together, you will continue to shine like gold in my memories.” - Zhongli.

Guide: 🔥Smut, 💔Angst, 🦋Fluff

Genshin Impact:

Inazuma:

Gorou:

Held in the Arms of Another (Gorou x Reader) 💔

Kinktober Day 5 (Kazuha x Gorou) 🔥

Kamisato Ayato:

Kinktober Day 8 (Ayato x Reader) 🔥

Kaedehara Kazuha:

Kinktober Day 5 (Kazuha x Gorou) 🔥

Kinktober Day 11 (Kazuha x Reader) 🔥

Thoma:

Kinktober Day 3 (Thoma x Reader) 🔥💔🦋

Sumeru:

Alhaitham:

Kinktober Day 10 (Alhaitham x Reader) 🔥

Overtime (Kavetham) 🔥

Cyno:

Drift Away (Cynonari feat. Reader) 💔

Just a Little More (Cynonari) 💔

Kinktober Day 7 (Jackal! Cyno x Reader) 🔥

Random Smutfic (Cynonari) 🔥

Kaveh:

Kinktober Day 2 (Kaveh x Reader) 🔥

Overtime (Kavetham) 🔥

Tighnari:

Drift Away (Cynonari feat. Reader) 💔

Heat (Tighnari x Reader) 🔥

Just a Little More (Cynonari) 💔

Kinktober Day 9 (Tighnari x Bunny! Reader) 🔥

Morning Sunlight (Tighnari x Reader) 🦋

Random Smutfic (Cynonari) 🔥

Fontaine:

Lyney:

Kinktober Day 4 (Lyney x Reader) 🔥

Unveiling Secrets (Lyney x Reader) 💔🦋

Neuvillette:

Kinktober Day 1 (Neuvillette x Wriothesley) 🔥

Wriothesley:

Kinktober Day 1 (Neuvillette x Wriothesley) 🔥

Kinktober Day 12 (Wriothsley x Reader) 🔥

Honkai: Star Rail:

Blade:

Kinktober Day 6 (Blade x Reader) 🔥

Studio Ghibli:

Howl's Moving Castle:

A Heart's a Heavy Burden (Howl x Reader) 💔