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arlecchino ♢ lullaby

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Genshin Impact | Crimson Moon

[xiaoluvss]

poetry and sweet words. ⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚

— your roommate !

(roommate!kazuha x reader)

(spoiler · he takes you to the fireworks festival at the end<33 aaahhhh i love him sm🥹. .)

warning ; toothrotting fluff !!

𐙚𓏲⋆ ִֶ roommate!kazuha who is the absolute sweetest and gentlest roommate ever. he isn't even the noisy type, he barely makes any noise and even does all the dish washing for you . .

𐙚𓏲⋆ ִֶ roommate!kazuha who insists on doing the cleaning, yet just lets out a defeated sigh because you were too stubborn and insisted that you do it instead.

𐙚𓏲⋆ ִֶ roommate!kazuha who got closer and closer to you each day, to the point where you two just had a silent agreement that he'd join you in whatever anime or show you're watching each night on the weekends.

𐙚𓏲⋆ ִֶ roommate!kazuha who eventually developed a tiny crush on you, thinking that you were absolutely ethereal.

𐙚𓏲⋆ ִֶ roommate!kazuha who made you his muse. absolutely defied the 'always the poet, never the poem' or 'always the artist, never the muse' mindset you had.

𐙚𓏲⋆ ִֶ roommate!kazuha who shows you each and every poem or haiku he makes, since you always ask to. he smiles ever so gently at you as he reads them out loud. oh, how he wishes you knew that these poems were about you. if you ever did ask, he'd just calmly say it was a secret.

𐙚𓏲⋆ ִֶ roommate!kazuha who insists on joining you everytime you go grocery shopping, in which he does, and pushes the cart for you as you look around for the stuff on your grocery list. he even carries the bags for you after.

𐙚𓏲⋆ ִֶ roommate!kazuha who overheard you mumbling about wanting an iced matcha latte on a very warm day. you glance over to see him crouched right in front of you with a soft smile and holding out his hand towards you. "matcha, right? let's go get some at the café. c'mon, now."

𐙚𓏲⋆ ִֶ roommate!kazuha who takes care of you so well...you're usually always the one cooking for him, but he'd always cook you hot soup whenever you're sick. he always makes sure to keep you hydrated at school especially if it's a warm day . . by buying you your favorite drink from the vending machine! there's never a day where he isn't joining you for lunch.

𐙚𓏲⋆ ִֶ roommate!kazuha who lets you play with his hair or touch it whenever you like. he loves the feeling of your soft hands on his head. sometimes you even give him headpats while you're on the couch, and he's there sitting down on the floor in front of you with closed eyes and a content expression.

𐙚𓏲⋆ ִֶ roommate!kazuha who comforts you by giving you the best hugs and head rubs ever. even goes as far as buying you your favorite food or drink, or writing a new haiku to read it to you and cheer you up.

𐙚𓏲⋆ ִֶ roommate!kazuha who admires you from afar as you speak with your friends or just doing something as simple as reading. his gaze looks as almost if he was completely entranced and so in love with you..

𐙚𓏲⋆ ִֶ roommate!kazuha whose noticed how stressed you were lately, deciding to surprise you by making you both dress in a yukata for 'no reason' and then taking you somewhere 'secret', as he said so.

𐙚𓏲⋆ ִֶ roommate!kazuha who takes you to the annual fireworks festival, watching you intently as he leads you around and watches the corners of your lips start to turn upwards. he takes you to every food and game stall, too. it was like your usual 12th episode in a romance anime.

𐙚𓏲⋆ ִֶ roommate!kazuha who watches the fireworks show unfold with you. he gives you a side glance and smiles as he watches that cute excited expression on your face.

𐙚𓏲⋆ ִֶ roommate!kazuha who, with the fireworks in the background, laces his fingers with yours and holds your hand as you both watch the stunning and radiant scene right in front of you. <3

[nvoc]

GENSHIN IMPACT ; fontaine 03 - faded castle

[kaekazuha]

[lycheesodas]

blood moon rising 🩸

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10.5- i loved her

➢ OLD MONEY

➢ kamisato ayato x fem!reader | genshin smau

➢ PLOT: both coming from the two noble families of inazuma, your fate of being married to someone was bound to happen centuries ago. in order to honor the clan, you had the obligation to marry a kamisato, not just any kamisato. the head of the kamisato clan—kamisato ayato.

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💌: just a short chapter, this is based on xiao’s pov. thought it would be a nice touch:) enjoy!

it’s what i should have said to her, but what's the point? she’s already married to him.

what cuts so deeply is the fact that it's only been a few months. i have so many questions in mind, yet so few answers. had she been talking to him while i thought we were developing something more than friendship? was she in a relationship with him she never told me about?

i loved her. no, i still love her.

i don't think that will ever change. y/n had always been there with me throughout my darkest days. but why now? why is she now the cause of that darkness?

why y/n, of all people? why take her away from me?

i guess celestia had always been against me. i’ve lost so many people i held dearly. so why would they let me lose her? what did i do to deserve such a thing?

she was the light. and now that she's gone, she took the light with her.

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[clovdgyu]

hii just a small request. father!zongli x adoptedson!reader (preferably age 10)? like reader came home after a bad day and he doesn't really show it but zhongli can tell something's wrong and just a lot of nice father and son fluff

#father!zhongli x son!reader #fluff #zhongli being the best father

#xiao and reader are brothers, xiao is biologically zhongli's son, bullying, zhongli is still considered an "archon" or of some sort

#hello, anon! idrk if this what you expected or if this meets your expectations but i hope you'll like it <3

for the nth time that day, you sighed again, playing with the food zhongli has set up for you on the table with your fork. at first, your father thought it was just you being tired after a long day at school but he's heard you sigh for several times. something was wrong. "m/n? buddy? is something the matter? you seem a little upset," zhongli asked, worry evident in his eyes.

you looked at your father and pursed your lips, hesitating. thoughts swirled around your mind before you eventually shook your head and answered a small "no". xiao, who was seated next to you, stopped eating his favorite almond tofu and offered it to you, answering him with a small smile before shaking your head.

zhongli tilted his head before sitting in front of you, your brother taking this as a sign to get you two some alone time. "m/n, what happened at school today? did…something bad happen? tell me," he coaxed, tears suddenly flowing down your eyes after you placed your utensils down.

"it's…just. the other kids in my class kept bullying me because i don't look like xiao. i mean, i obviously won't but i didn't know how to answer it which got me frustrated. in the end, i stuck bubble gum to his hair…the person who started it," you explained with a frown, hoping your father wouldn't get mad at you. "are you disappointed in me?"

"what? no, no i'm not. why would i ever be disappointed in my own son? sure, what you did was…surprising, but he deserved it," zhongli answered with a chuckle, a smile on his face. you reflected the smile on yours and laughed. "look, m/n. i know it's hard for you, but just know that you're not alone. you have a father and an older brother."

you nodded at him and continued to eat your meal. zhongli smiled at you and patted your hair. "dad, i want to eat ice cream," you stated after you've finished your meal, your father nodding as he removed the apron he was wearing.

as you and zhongli got ready, xiao came down from the stairs with an empty plate in his hands. "where are you going?" he asked you while your father was cleaning in the kitchen. you looked up at your brother.

"to get ice cream. wanna come?" you offered. it was tempting, but he heard the whole conversation you had with zhongli so he shook his head, thinking it was best for you and your father to spend some more quality time.

besides, xiao has already experienced being spoiled by zhongli back when he was just as little as you. this time, it was your turn to feel his fatherly love. "it's alright. thanks," xiao answered, a blank expression on his face before turning towards the kitchen where the sink was.

you and zhongli walked side by side in liyue harbor, buying things that seemed interesting to you. the brunette would watch you with a smile as you looked at the kites in the sky. "wow, so pretty," you muttered, eyes practically twinkling.

"do you want to fly one, m/n?" he asked which got your attention as you turned your head towards him and nodded eagerly. zhongli smiled and walked towards a stall nearby, you following beside him like a little chick.

the lady in the stall offered a welcoming grin and clasped her hands together. "good day, mr. zhongli. oh, you're with your son? must be a father-and-son hangout. what may i be of service?" she asked.

your eyes were glued on the crane-like kite, your hands on top of the counter as you stared at the kite with interest. "mhm? it seems the little one like this kite," she stated, you nodding and looked up at your father.

"it looks like auntie xianyun, dad!" you pointed out, zhongli coughing as he smiled awkwardly at the lady and paid for the kite, the woman in front of you two nodding before watching you two walk towards an area to fly the kite.

the brunette looked at the place before he crouched down and looked at you. "this is a good place to set the kite," he stated before standing back up then connected the string to the kite, you watching in excitement.

after, zhongli raised it, waiting for the wind to take it high up in the sky. luckily, the area was super windy so it was easy to get the kite up. you looked at it then held onto the hem of your father's shirt. "pretty," you mumbled.

then, when he finally had enough of it, zhongli gave the string to you and watched you. you took the string from him and let out a happy chuckle when you controlled it, loving the way the kite flew. "dad! i'm flying a kite!"

zhongli nodded as he silently picture your smile and chuckles in his brain, wanting to treasure it forever. "you're doing great, m/n. even better than xiao," zhongli uttered which made you purse your lips as you looked at your father.

"xiao wouldn't want to hear that, dad," you pointed out before focusing back on the kite. your dad chuckled at your words then agreed with a small "you're right".

as the day progressed, you and zhongli formed a much deeper father-and-son relationship. honestly, you felt like you were accepted by both your brother and your father no matter how far you looked like from them.

you realized that you weren't alone and that you have people who'd trust you to an extent.

the day was spent with sharing stories, exploring the town, buying things, laughters, and such. it was fun if you had to be honest. back at the orphanage, the only place you've always visited was the convent and the greenhouse that was located at the back of the convent.

the world was actually big and you had so much to explore. zhongli was the best father you could ever ask for. "huh? traveler, look! it's zhongli." upon hearing your father's name, your ears perked and looked up to see who called him.

mentioned male looked towards the direction of the person who called. "ah, it's paimon and the traveler," zhongli said, your eyes turning curious as you looked at your father.

"what are you doing here, zhongli? and…" the blond male who was sheathing his sword looked down at you and his eyes literally sparkled. "woah! zhongli, who's this cute little fella?" he asked as he crouched down to level your height. "i'm aether, but others prefer to call me the traveler. and the one beside me is the best companion, paimon."

you looked at the male and offered a sweet smile, offering a hand for him to shake. "hello, my name's m/n. zhongli's my dad. nice to meet you," you said, aether's sparkling eyes turning wide as well as paimon's.

both aether and paimon looked at zhongli then back at you. paimon flew swiftly beside the blonde male and hummed. "zhongli, we didn't know you had a younger son," she said, a smile on her lips as she looked at you.

aether shook your hand and stood back up. "how come you never told us about m/n? you know, we would have been more than willing to babysit him if you were busy at the wangsheng funeral parlor."

"actually, i'm adopted," you opened up, both paimon and aether letting out a surprised 'oh'. "is there something wrong?"

the blonde male shook his head and patted your head. "no, nothing's wrong with that. we just didn't know zhongli had an adopted son. yet, you don't look as gloomy as xiao. which is a good thing honestly. xiao would obviously need some sunshine in his life."

you smiled at him and looked back at zhongli who showed you the same sweet smile. "well, m/n and zhongli, we don't want to interrupt your family bonding so we should go," paimon stated, smiling before patting your head with her small hands. "we'll see you again soon, m/n!" she exclaimed as she and aether went towards the docks.

"seems like the traveler and paimon took a liking to you, m/n," zhongli spoke up, your heart beating in excitement, wanting to see the two of them again. "hm, i feel like we're forgetting something."

"ice cream! let's buy almond tofu ice cream for xiao, dad!"

"sure, anything for my little one."

after buying the desserts you oh-so love, you and zhongli finally made your way towards your home where xiao was probably waiting. "i had fun today, dad. i like the meeting with mr. aether and ms. paimon! i want them to visit soon," you opened up, a smile on your face after eating the last bite of your favorite popsicle ice cream.

the brunette smiled and hummed. "they will, m/n. but ptobably not soon. the traveler and paimon have lots of wonders to explore around teyvat," he reasoned out. he expected you to feel sad but you only chuckled and nodded at his statement.

"it's alright. i'll be waiting for them here in liyue," you answered with a smile etched on your face. upon seeing your house nearby, you ran towards the direction of your humble abode and knocked, waiting for xiao to open the door.

a few seconds after, the door creaked open and you were engulfed in a tight hug by your older brother. "hm? xiao? did something happen while dad and i was gone?" you asked the taller boy before zhongli joined and hugged you both. at that, you felt the warmth of your family's love.

though you may not be related to them by blood, their love for you was strong enough to tell you that you belonged, that you were their family.

[genshinarchives]

Cyno, Al-Haitham, Kaveh, Tighnari / gender-neutral reader.

Synopsis: Cyno's, Kaveh's and Tighnari's reactions to Al-Haitham introducing you as his partner.

Cyno looked at Al-Haitham, then at you as if he was making a detailed analysis of your characters inside his head. While he normally wouldn't butt into other people's love affairs, he couldn't help but internally question your choice of partner.

Of all the people you could have dated in Sumeru, you chose the Scribe? Al-Haitham has zero dating experience, is a chronic bookworm and probably a sociopath deep inside. Cyno was positive that he wouldn't hesitate to abandon you for a measly book about communicating with cats if it ever came to that.

Nu-uh. Al-Haitham doesn't deserve someone like you.

"I think you should break up with him, (y/n)," he bluntly said as he shuffled the deck of cards.

"Cyno, I'm right here."

Kaveh was flabbergasted. Gobsmacked. Stupefied. Bamboozled.

If The Scream existed in Teyvat, that's what Kaveh looked like at the moment.

Since when was Al-Haitham dating you? He doesn't even look like the type to be romantically interested in someone!

Dropping his glass of wine, the architect staggered over to you and clamped his hands down on your shoulders with a disturbed look, beads of cold sweat rolling down his forehead.

There has to be a logical reason behind you, the sweetest angel in Teyvat, dating his sociopathic roommate.

"Are you being threatened?" he asked, puzzling you, "Or... do you have Stockholm Syndrome?" His mind was a whirlpool of unlikely hypotheses, and you swear you could see the spirals in his eyes. "If you need help, you can always come to me."

"Oi."

Tighnari laughed at the news and patted your shoulder as he congratulated the two of you. He knew that Al-Haitham had been secretly crushing on you for the past six months, and was glad that the Scribe actually took his advice after the latter sent him countless letters asking for tips on courting you, including letters detailing how he screwed up pathetically on some attempts.

What is he, a love counsellor?

Tighnari let out a muted sigh, shaking his head at Cyno and Kaveh badmouthing Al-Haitham to you right in front of the man himself, who looked less than pleased by his friends' behaviour.

Although he's happy to see you and Al-Haitham together...

His smile suddenly became strained.

He definitely thought that you could do better than this.

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[homuras]

✩ Arlecchino: Sleep in Peace ✩

[nariism]

ೃ⁀➷ WHERE THE HEART LIES ˚ ༘♡

a/n: fluff, pining, childhood friends to lovers, reader was in the same orphanage as wriothesley when they were kids, mild codependency (?)

happy wishing everyone! ≧◡≦

Amongst the hundreds of books stored in the Duke's office, none hold a place in his heart quite like the dusty old atlas you gave him when you were children.

It's old and worn, something aged with the faint scent of Tidalga wafting as the pages turn. To an outsider, the atlas almost looks like garbage, or rather, exactly what it is—the only crappy book in the entire vintage shop that you could afford with your terrible allowance.

He doesn't see it that way.

It's a precious commodity to him, something he holds in high regard (despite the way he's glued the spine together on nearly a dozen occasions with the amount of times he's flipped through it).

Wriothesley is not a sentimental man. Growing up the way he did taught him not to grow too attached to material belongings.

There are few things in the world he would consider treasures: his boxing gloves, for one, though that's a given. His growing tea collection that originally started as a treat he would spend coupons on, but somehow evolved into a hobby.

And lastly, but perhaps most importantly, the map of Teyvat you gave him in the orphanage you came from. Because it wasn't only a birthday gift, it was something infinitely more meaningful than that.

He remembers that birthday fondly: he was twelve and you were ten. You'd snuck into his room beyond curfew and lights out, sheltered yourself under his blanket, and shoved the poorly packaged gift bag into his hands.

The two of you spent the entire night going through the pages, amazed at how giant the world truly was outside the confines of your orphanage—imagined how freeing it would be to explore it with nothing but your pair of feet and each other.

"One day," you breathed with excitement bubbling in your voice, "We'll leave this place and travel all across Teyvat."

It wasn't just a promise to see the world. It was a promise to see it together.

For a boy who had nothing at all, what you offered him was like placing the universe itself in his hands. And even at twelve years old, with you and that book sitting between his legs and a blanket thrown over his body, he knew he'd found a dream.

The older he got, the more he clung to that. 

You were the one he came back to when he was lost. The one who made the orphanage a home. The one who gave him a raggedy atlas of the world and whispered purpose into him.

Something to cherish. Something to protect. Something to love in this world when he had little to spare.

Though time had changed everything in his life, he still found it hard to abandon the welded pieces of your conjoined hearts.

Unlike Wriothesley, you had chosen to return to the surface after you finished serving your sentence.

It was lonelier beneath the crushing pressure of the sea without you. He made sure you knew that, too, always bringing it up whenever you came by to visit in the most nonchalant ways.

The Fortress of Meropide was a home both of you had discovered after years of being without one. "Come home already," he used to complain when he was still just a regular inmate and you were dropping by with a care package. "I miss you."

Nowadays, he made certain you understood the gap in his heart without you by other means. Like, say, when he would invite you personally to his office for a cup of tea and some cake, which was a rare treat you missed out on as kids.

Once, you called him out for attempting to bribe you back down into the iron fortress which he, of course, denied with his chest. Still, you never failed to make the trip down despite your outspoken disinterest in being back in the prison, and his weak offer of sweets since you now worked at one of the most prestigious bakeries in the city.

You had initially greeted him this time with your hands all over him, arms wrapped so tightly around his neck in a hug that he could barely breathe. Sweet smiles and kisses pressed to his cheeks and fingers pinching his nose—every action endearing and a remnant of your childhood spent together.

Now, you're seething in the office at his simple question: how are things on the surface?

"... That's when I turned to Lady Furina and, get this, she somehow ate every pastry I'd brought in a matter of seconds!" You huff, pacing back and forth in front of Wriothesley's desk while you rant about your latest visit with the Archon.

Furina was often in your schedule in one way or another, and almost always she wanted you to bring along sweets from the shop you worked at.

Wriothesley finds humour in your woes, following you around in your pacing with his arms folded over his chest.

"You know, you could just show up to your audiences with her without treats."

"She would call high treason and toss me back in prison!"

The Duke just snorts, earning him a well-deserved glare. Even with the pull of your lips into a thin line and the narrowing of your eyes, he thinks you look like a breathing angel under the warm orange light of the office.

There was nothing in the world you could do that would make him stop loving you. Not even glaring daggers at him like he's your mortal enemy.

"You're exaggerating," he hums, trailing behind you once again as you pace around the desk. 

"No, I'm not. She's absolutely crazy. She's insane—!"

He nearly bumps into your back when you suddenly halt in your steps, attention stolen from the conversation. The hands that were flailing around in the air to animate your anguish drop to your sides.

Wriothesley peers curiously over your shoulder at what has caused you to stop so abruptly.

Oh. Oh, Archons. He can sense the heat rising to his ears.

He feels as though he's been spotted in vulnerability, even though that isn't at all what has happened and that you would be the last person to judge him even if he was.

But he feels seen. Caught in the act of sentimentality just because you've picked out the book you gave him all those years ago when all you had was each other.

"You still have this?" You gawk, pulling the atlas from its prestigious position on his bookshelf. It's in a spot that he can always see as soon as he enters the room—in his direct line of sight, he has a part of you with him.

"Why wouldn't I?"

"Well, I just thought..." You consider the words for a moment, tasting them in your mouth before admitting embarrassingly, "I just thought you'd have thrown it out for a newer atlas. You know this is out of date, right? Half the oasis in Sumeru is covered in sand now."

"Why would I ever throw it out?"

"It's old," you lament again.

"And?"

"And... you can't even use it?" Your statement comes out more as a question and he can't help but roll his eyes.

"I can still use it," he insists.

You raise a brow, slotting the book back into its regular spot. "Good luck. When are you ever going to have time to do that, oh great and powerful Lord of the Fortress of Meropide?"

He ignores your little jab, as he's gotten so good at throughout his life. There's a sense of familiarity that rises in his chest, a strange nostalgia that drives him to open his mouth once more.

"Actually, about that..."

You turn to look at him again, hand coming up to brush the hair from his eyes. You always used to scold him for not taming it better. Now it seems permanently stuck as a fluffy mess.

"What is it?"

Your fingers graze his skin and he falls apart on the spot, feeling as though you had just tipped him over the edge of the cliff he's been too afraid to dive off of.

His hand catches yours, holding it just beside his cheek for a moment before lowering it to his side and tugging you just a little closer.

If he didn't ask now, would he ever?

"Let's leave this place," he murmurs, reciting the dream you promised him when he was twelve years old. "Let's travel all across Teyvat."

The silence that follows is so loud that it makes his ears ring. For a moment he falters, thinking he may have misread the situation and in turn whatever feelings he thought you may have harboured for him.

But then you take a daring step forward, nearly flush against his body. There's a look of wonder in your eyes that makes his heart race.

"Just you and me?"

"Just you and me." Just us.

There's a heavy implication behind that and you both know it. More than a proposal to chase a dream of bygone days, it's starting to sound like a confession. In his own roundabout ways, of course.

He can see the hitching of your breath, the subtle widening of your eyes, and all he wants to do is laugh at how seriously adorable you look.

"And what about the Fortress?"

"People here are less problematic nowadays than you may think."

"Won't the paperwork back up?"

"I can deal with it whenever I come back."

"Why me?"

Another silence.

"You ask too many questions," he says quietly, dodging your interrogation. In reality, he already has an answer. It's instantaneous, resting comfortably in his mouth but never leaving.

Why would it ever be anyone else?

He's having trouble focusing on anything right now with your chests so close together and his thumb running along your knuckles.

"Wriothesley," you say his name and it sounds like honey, the sweetest thing in all of Teyvat. And the look you're giving him, so touched and melting into nothing but a smiling mess—he isn't sure his heart can handle this. "I can't believe you remembered that."

"You kiddin'?" He laughs, slowly closing the distance between you. "It's all I've thought about my whole life."

He watches you carefully as you swallow down the lump in your throat. Your hand squeezes his and that's when he knows he's got you. You kiss him and he can feel the curve of your lips, the ever growing smile on your face meeting his. His knees are on the verge of buckling by the time you pull away.

"Surely you'll miss this place in your absence. This is your home now, isn't it?" You tease.

"Well, you know what they say." He gives you a grin so wide that his eyes crinkle. "Home is where the heart is."

It didn't matter if you were braving a sandstorm or the rainforest or the depths of the sea. 

Wherever you were, you would be his dream. You would be his home, too—just as you always had been for as long as he could remember.

© ALABOADOA 2023 — please do not translate or post my works to other platforms.

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THE SONG BURNING IN THE EMBERS ❖ peruere vs. crucabena

"Mother"... My answer is no.

[121231212i]

Genshin Impact | Remus's Final Symphony

[hanavbara]

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[osachiyo]

ꨄ Take It All ꨄ neuvillette

𖤐 a/n: been thinking about this man for so longgg he's just so pretty :( I hope y'all enjoy this short drabble ! not proofread, pls have mercy 🙏 (nsfw ahead, mdni)

Your ears were ringing, vision white, where− where were you again? Suddenly, Neuvillette's deep voice snapped you back to reality, your eyes opening to find him on top of you, hips still brutally smacking against your ass, "are you still with me, honey?" His voice was smooth like the finest silk, even while he drilled his cock into you. "mmph− y-yes.." you managed to gasp out, your brain practically melting from his sharp and deep thrusts. His cock was so big− so thick, splitting you open. "good− mmh.." he grunted out, hungrily eyeing the little bulge in your lower tummy, appearing and disappearing with each drag of his cock inside your mushy walls. It drove him wild. So wild, in fact, he had been doing this for hours− pounding into your soft, tight hole for hours, never losing stamina.

He had you in a full mating-press, folding you in half with his sheer body weight. Strong arms pushed your thighs against your chest, knees close to your ears, while he destroyed your cunt. "g-god− you feel so good," he growled, hips fastening their pace as your eyes roll back into your skull tongue hanging out dumbly. You were both covered in sweat and cum, the room smelling like sex from how long you two have been at it, fucking like bunnies as he slowly lost himself in your pussy. Lewd squelching and skin slapping against skin noises were bouncing off the walls, if someone listened closely enough, they could hear it from outside. But he could not care less, too preoccupied with your pussy gushing and clenching on his fat cock, taking him like a fucking champ and he was so proud of you. You'd make such a great mother, the image of your tummy all swollen with his babies and tits full of milk made his head spin, he could feel his mouth watering.

He was slamming into you by now, his own eyes slightly rolling back behind closed lids as the fat tip of his cock kissed your cervix repeatedly, making you clench down on him. He pressed his body weight further onto you, your knees nearly touching your ears and it was so hot, the way he manhandled you and folded you in half, having his way with you, while groaning the sweetest praises to you. His fingers made their way between your bodies, rubbing tight circles on your puffy clit, making you squirt all over him, nails racking down his muscular back as you felt his warm seed filling you up <3

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[suguru-getos]

࿐ husband neuvillette nsfw hcs (f!reader) ࿐

you didn’t know when you got married to the chief justice that he was that good in bed. like? how? where do you get the time? :// honestly — it’s insane. the way he knows your sweet spot as if it’s what he’s been searching for all this time. when the first time you two did it, it got you dizzy and you cried at the overwhelming love & affection he showered you with.

peppering sweet kisses everywhere, your forehead, your cheek, your chin, right below your ears until he reaches your collarbone !! neuvillette loves to nibble onto your supple skin. gently suckling at the sweet spot on your neck until you get used to it, then switching to a harsher suckle, maybe a little teeth. it’s the territorial instinct inside him which gets him hard and turned on the moment he sees you all vulnerable and marked up.

he loves toying with your titties, he’d literally spend a lot of time on them. massaging them, kneading them with his large, powerful hands and marking them his. the way his tongue twirls into your aching bud and makes you gasp for more. yes, he has made you cum with just your titties alone. you didn’t know it was possible until neuvillette decided it is.

neuvillette is a dom inside out. a pleasure dom who gets off to seeing you writhe under him. you’d always be told to moan out. “come now darling, don’t try to hide your moans. i want to know how it makes you feel.” he’d slowly yank your palm off your mouth. “sing for me.” he cooes as he thrusts inside you, watching your eyes roll back in sheer pleasure.

breeding kink 101. i think he uses a lot of words and phrases like, “going to look so cute with your belly carrying our child”, “going to breed my little angel full of me, she can take it right? of course she can. tell me — tell me you want to be bred full of my seed.”

size kink -> it’s always hard for you to fit him inside, he’s especially huge and girthy, veins decorating his thick cock while he lubes your cunt with his pre. he loves when you get a little intimidated by his size until he has to assure you that he’d always take care of you & never hurt you.

despite him not being too harsh most of the time, he still insists on there being safewords. “don’t want this possibility to ever come true, but still, no harm in being prepared darling.” he’s fine if you make up your own safe word or he is happy to follow the traffic light system for ya.

sometimes though? you want him to snap. best method is to make your territorial dragon jealous. there are often events like banquets held in fontaine & as the chief justice; he mostly attends those. it’s more than easy for you to rile him up by being a tad too nice with others 🤷🏻‍♀️ he’d pin you against the wall, the same stern glare that he carries in court now attacking you. “seems like you’re purposely getting on my nerves darling.” he hums, leaning in and inhaling your scent. “going to make sure to take proper measures so this isn’t repeated. you’re going to like that too much won’t you?” oh yes you will —

he doesn’t do punishments, just funishments. you’d have to ask him to partake in those because let’s be real, you can’t possibly expect the man who’s simping for you so hard to think of the possibility of hurting you. you’d have to tell him you like the pain. 😏 impact play, edging, he’d be partaking in all those for his little darling.

he likes to particularly cockwarm you though. it’s the whole power play high of it and the desperation in your eyes which makes it exhilarating for him. “stay still for me yes? i don’t want you to not cum now. just because you’re greedy.” oh you love it when he gets all in control like that.

whenever he decides to spank you, it’s always going to be over the knee. he wants to feel you close, it comforts both you & him. the impact precise and calculated, watching the color of your ass change with a soft smirk. “you love this too much don’t you? ah~ i can see it.” fingers languidly touching your needy, wet pussy as the spanks push you over the edge.

aftercare king and he’s almost apologetic after every harsh scene. “you okay? sure? i want you to know i love you & you did so well for me. i’m so proud of my wife.” words of affirmation king 👑 along with a clingy cuddle bug. 🤭