#genshin impact shorts

[lazycatmeowsalot]

"i keep, if only for one day"

Summary: During the climax of Weinlesefest, instead of wanting to personally meet the Anemo Archon, Razor wishes to get to know his biological parents and the Traveler wishes to help him fulfill his desire. And that one wine they created for this sole purpose is something precious—maybe almost too precious to give up.

The barrel of wine is done, and it’s supposed to buried for it to fully fermented.

But…

Traveler looks at the tight grip that Razor has onto the wine. Their eyes do not fail to notice the way the young man glances at the wine barrel in confusion yet yearning. So much yearning and nervousness.

He’s afraid, and there’s desperation in his hands—strongly holding onto the one thing that connects him to his parents. He doesn’t want to let go. Never.

Not now, that he finally manages to take a slight glimpse on who his parents are.

The blond outlander smiles comfortingly, their hands enveloping those scared hands. Bright but disarrayed crimson eyes snap to them, and the owner stills for a moment. His grip tightens before loosening, and his stand lowering its guard.

“Hey, Razor,” the Traveler’s voice is softer than usual as if soothing a terrified animal. “It’s ok, if you don’t want to let the wine go. You don’t have to bury it now.”

Their golden eyes glow intensely, locking glances to Razor and they say reassuringly, “Take your time. You have all the time you want.”

The wolf-raised youngster drops his eyes to the previous item he has created with all his friends. His hands continue to have a tight clasp. He really doesn’t wish to let go.

“Today! Just today,” Razor exclaims hesitantly, uncertain and still uncomfortable with his feelings. He looks back to the wine barrel. “I take this. I spend time with it! Before giving away…”

Traveler pats his head, pride and happiness for the younger man clearly showing in their eyes.

“Yes, we’ll do that. It’s your choice.”

[majunju]

father lyney + alts

[clouvu]

Nothing in the world belongs to me But my love, mine, all mine

[kittykalliarts]

For decades, the blank vision that Iudex Neuvillette wears near his heart has been subject to much discussion in Fontaine. Nobody remembers who it had once belonged to or why the ancient dragon protected it so jealously. It is said that if the Chief Justice would to stare at it for a long while, it would be sure to rain right after. Oh, how beloved that person must've been.

[shanks]

pottsness

[rillian4e]

Riding genshin men, how will they react?

Ft & Neuvillette, Scaramouche, Alhaitham, Lyney, Albedo

Cw: Riding, praise, overall soft, fluffy and short. Might have grammar mistakes, just ignore lol, wrote this in a hurry so might be a mess.

Neuvillette: All pretty, sitting on top of him in his office, raising your hips before slamming them right back down, one of Neuvillette's hands around your waist, helping you ride him, "Mmhpf- I'm coming, I'm... C-Cumming!" You cried out sensitive as you released all over on his cock, you let out a load moan, tightening up around him as you felt him grind you down onto him, not allowing you to calm down as he chased his own orgasm. "I'm sorry, my dear but I need to be quick, the trial is starting soon. Just hold on to me and be quiet." He lowered his head, pressing a kiss on your temple. After your short meeting with Neuvillette, his clothes were...rather messed up and his hair slightly disheveled which the people of Fontaine found strange, it left them what could be the reason?

Scaramouche: This guy would rarely allow you to be on top due to his pride, but this was one of the very rare occasions where he was simply too tired and feeling vulnerable which you of course used to your advantage. Bouncing up and down his cock, the sight was worth it he thought, maybe it wasn't too bad after all?, his hands gripping your hips tightly as his lips find their way into your mouth, biting on your bottom lip to draw blood. "Hah... Turns out, you aren't completely useless." he'd mutter, smirking as he bit on your neck. He wouldn't mind having you ride him more in the future, after all, seeing you bounce up and down, trying so hard to make the both of you finish, was quite adorable...

Alhaitham: After seeing you beg for attention, he had to give in, placing you on his lap, originally only to cockwarm him as he worked but that soon ended up into him slamming your hips against his, lewd sounds filling the room. "Y-Yes, keep going, pretty girl... I can feel you squeezing me, are you close, hm?" He asked, placing a kiss on your cheek, he certainly didn't mind you distracting him, all he wanted was to fill you up and have you ride him like the good girl you are.

Lyney: He enjoyed nothing more than having you ride his cock after a tiring day of acting and making others smile, it was his job, yes, but it sometimes got exhausting and what better way to relax than have you on his cock, all pretty and eager to please him? "Mm, you're doing so good, ma cherie... It feels heavenly." He murmured, drunk on the feeling of your pussy wrapping around his shaft so perfectly, his head buried in the crook of your neck, soft moans and occasional mewls slipping past his lips.

Albedo: He rarely had time, all consumed with his research and experiments but that wouldn't prevent him from making time for his angel. Having you on his lap, either cockwarming or riding him was a regular thing of you two which you both enjoyed, this was no exception. "Are you alright, my love? Getting tired already, hmm? In that case, I'll offer you some assistance since you have been a good girl up till now..." He remarked, smiling lovingly as he pressed a soft kiss on your lips, his focus now shifting on to you instead of his work. Helping you ride him faster, the sweet praises which left his mouth making you cum on the spot, earning an impressed chuckle from Albedo, he would surely note this later, "There you go, angel. Now, be good and rest while I finish this, alright?" He patted your hair, pulling you to rest your head against his chest.

[rizsnt]

word on the (sumeru) street

[that-foul-legacy-lover]

SAGAU brainrot where after being hunted for being an "imposter" in Fontaine you escape to the sea, desperate for somewhere safe- or somewhere to die peacefully, the blood from your wounds seeping into the water and staining it red, then an odd glittering gold. it's blissfully silent under the waves, sea creatures flocking around and following you through the depths as you sink deeper and deeper, eyes finally having a chance to close after days of staying awake out of terror. there's a small, exhausted smile on your face, weak and dizzy from the blood loss but finally not being pursued, left alone to pass peacefully from this world you used to love so much.

but you don't die- instead you're awoken by a mournful echoing sound, the water around you sparkling and peculiar. you move your hand and the water moves with it, swirling into flowing designs like silk, cushioning your open wounds and soothing the sting. the echoing sound calls again, closer this time, and when you turn you meet the crystalline eye of a familiar face- Foul Legacy, adorned with fins and patches of scales from the influence of the Primordial Sea.

Legacy's eye widens at the site of you, his song changing from saddened to ecstatic, then fading as he takes in your wounds, just barely scabbed over and shining with gold. he whines, quickly swimming a circle around you and wrapping his tail around your legs- who dared to do this to you, the Creator? who dared lay a hand on your skin, tearing it so? he knows it's you, his Abyssal instincts soothed and calm in your divine presence, and Foul Legacy lets out a low growl at the thought of someone hurting you. but it quickly turns to a whimper when you flinch away, his claws hovering over your shoulders as he croons gently- you need rest and time to recover, and he gently wraps his arms around you as your eyes close, nudging his horned head against your cheek with a sweet purr, the first kindness you've experienced in Teyvat.

together you sink further into the Primordial Sea, away from the ignorance and hatred of the surface above, and Teyvat falls silent once more.

[abyssruler]

thinking about idol reader and fan alhaitham except he’s very lowkey about it and secretly goes to every concert and fan meeting you have, wearing thick black-rimmed glasses that really shouldn’t work to conceal his identity but miraculously does.

alhaitham who calls himself a casual fan but has all of your albums displayed on a rack in his room along with an entire wall of posters of your face, the signed note he has from you is framed and placed right on top of his desk to be looked at whenever he needs a boost when he’s studying.

alhaitham who just got out of a thesis defense wearing a whole ass suit, looking entirely out of place in a sea of sweaty teenage girls and middle-aged men wearing merch with your face in it, but he’ll brave through the whole ordeal if it means getting to talk to you during a fan meeting.

alhaitham who has you as his phone’s wallpaper, which is why he never opens it when he’s in campus nor does he let anyone borrow it, even during emergencies. one memorable time was when kaveh broke his leg and needed alhaitham’s phone to call his mom, and after several arguments, alhaitham agreed but only after changing his wallpaper and locking several apps so kaveh wouldn’t be able to snoop.

alhaitham who knocks into kaveh during a concert, so now he’s stuck having to do the chores because of blackmail.

alhaitham who grits his teeth to keep from outing himself as your fan whenever kaveh goes into long monologues during class about your songs, having to bite back his tongue in order to stop himself from blurting out that no, your songs aren’t just full of cutesy lyrics, they have a deeper meaning to them that goes into the realities of the real world and how it affects people blah blah blah.

and it isn’t until the entire room is silent save for the sound of his long-winded rant that alhaitham realizes that he may just be a little in too deep to be called a casual fan.

“maybe the literal wall of posters should have clued you in on it,” kaveh tells him with an unimpressed stare.

[floralring]

the meaning of growing up

[catcze]

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"You cold?" Wriothesley asks.

"No," you try to tell him over the sound of your teeth chattering. Your arms are hugged close to your body, your posture rigid. Every single cell in your body is screaming at you to leave this stupid ass mountain— you never have been very good with dealing with the cold, and you doubt you ever will be.

Beside you, Wriothesley just sighs and stuffs his hands into his pants pockets. Unlike you, the bastard was a cryo vision holder. He got a pass when it came to having to deal with freezing temperatures.

"I did tell you to bring more layers when we left, sweetheart," he chides you, and you growl.

"I didn't think it would be this cold!"

"Ah," he says, waving a finger in the air victoriously. He grins. "So you're admitting that you are cold."

Your jaw drops— your boyfriend can be such a little shit sometimes, as much as you love him. You stick your tongue out at him and, out of sheer spite, you head forward, sheer cold momentarily forgotten as you try to search for those starsilver ores the traveller had asked of you. You just want to get off this mountain, go home, and take a long, long nap in your warm bed. Ideally with your boyfriend cuddling you back to normal temperature.

You hear the approaching stomp of Wriothesley's large boots behind you, crushing snow underfoot, but pay him no mind. Then he steps up close behind you, holding out his coat.

"Arms up," he says. You frown.

"Wrio—" he could get cold himself, you want to say, but he cuts you off by shaking the coat in his hands.

"Arms up." And he won't take no for an answer. So you keep silent this time, holding your arms out and letting him slipi his coat onto you. As soon as the extra layer is on you, you feel just the slightest bit better. Still cold, still wet, but... better.

"You didn't have to, you know," you say, turning to face him. You say that, but you can't deny how you nestle into the collar, trying to warm your face. Wriothesley doesn't miss it either, and he smiles. One corner of his lip pulling higher than the other.

"Cryo vision, sweetie. 'M not gonna freeze before you," he says. "Besides, the sooner we get home the sooner we can warm up with a cup of tea. That sound good to you?"

Wriothesley takes your hand and weaves your fingers together, pulling you along the trail. He squeezes your fingers and you squeeze back.

Feeling much warmer now (and not just because of the coat) you nod, and trot along after him. "Yeah. Sounds good, Wrio."

[lazycatmeowsalot]

Kano Nana wants to smile at the sight that appears before her.

Her usually sleepy ninja-ward looks unusually determined to stay awake. Her Mujina tail swings back and forth from the constant way her body moves. She even lightly slaps her cheeks to keep her eyes from falling.

“I’m not going to sleep today…Or at least, I’m only sleeping for half a day. Hmm, not gonna half sleep!”

Sayu takes a big stand to not sleep at this particular day, and Kano can’t help the proudness she feels for the small girl.

Today is the only date that the shrine maiden will allow the ninja to rest, but Sayu has decide to not sleep. Even if it’s just half a day, it’s still a start!

Kano feels so proud, watching how the girl really does not give in the urge to sleep. Her hands itch to give Sayu the carrot cake, but the priestess will not give in her urges to indulge the ninja right now. The carrot cake has to be served later.

It’s supposed to be Sayu’s reward and birthday cake, after all.

“Traveler, you’re finally here,” the ninja’s eyes brighten immediately at the sight of the blond traveler, and Kano also smiles at the main person who has motivated the change in her ward.

The Traveler grins brightly as a sun in return and pats the head of the smaller girl, who flushes at the contact but does not move away.

~.~

After a few moments, Sayu begins to slow down. Her voice becomes softer and losing focus, and her eyes slowly drop. She eventually falls asleep, his hand holding onto a fork of cake. The Traveler and Kano exchange amused glances, eyes softening at the now asleep ninja. They both put on a blanket for the child to keep her warm.

It's truly a nice day.

[mmorw]

I wanna slap Neuvillette's cunt just to make him squirt like damn his clit is swollen and needy but until I don't see his eyes cry out and pussy keep making water sports I will doubt if he's really a hydro user lmao.

[clouvu]

Mother and Father 🫶

[eunuchve]

tags: dacryphillia, implied overstimulation, overprotective neuvi, mdni. a.n: *sighs* god fuck im deffo down bad for this man. pairings: neuvillette x fem!reader.

Neuvillette hates seeing you cry, whose heart aches when tears fall from your eyes, even if it's only caused by a dramatic scene in an opera or a heartfelt song performed; who protects you from all harm, keeping you safe from all danger.

BUT

Neuvillette loves it when you cry while he grinds his cock to your cunt, licking his lips in satisfaction as he holds your thigh open. Whose smirk grew wider when your pathetic mewls escaped from your reddened lips; How he can feel his cock(s) twitch in delight inside of you while you writhe underneath him, trying desperately to get out of his grasp as he drove you to another orgasm.

[shanks]

SquChan