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[i23kazu]

HIII YING, CONGRATS ON 1.5K AGAIN!! You deserve it all and more, and hopefully we all get to watch you grow some more <33 Keep going and slay like how Xiao slays his demons <333

Speaking of which, there's that sentence starter thing, right? Would you mind if I requested a "You came..." "You called." with Xiao + Romantic? Honestly, hurt/comfort sounds pretty good but I'm interested to see what other big ideas you've got from it 👀

“you came.”

“you called,” he pointed out, mask dematerialising as his hands once again become free to hold yours.

“i thought you were on a mission?” you held him close, fingers meeting his shoulders in a tight grip. you buried your head into his crook of neck — the ache in your heart wishing you could stay there forever.

“you know already that i’d drop everything for you. the call for war is weaker than your call for me.”

the two of you stay like that for a while — your hands intertwining and untangling and twining together as it takes time for the pieces to fall naturally into place again, after so long.

“i wish you didn’t have to go again, xiao.” your face contorts to a tired, longing smile; when would you see him again?

“when you next call me,” xiao seems to have read your mind. “i will be here. like i said, my will to be in your arms will undoubtedly always be stronger than my will to fight for liyue.”

you hold on to that promise.

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Prisoner #001

a/n: Jay! First request! I feel like Diluc makes a good starter for this, thank you for requesting and enjoy ♥

Fandom: Genshin Impact     Pairings: Yandere!Prisoner!Diluc x GN!Reader Warnings: Yandere, Sexual Content (Catcalling/slutshaming, non-consensual touching/intimacy), Violence (TW Blood, Stabbing someone, Knives, lots of death mention but none on screen), Possessiveness, Long Post, Overprotectiveness, Manipulation, Breaking under the pressure

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"Be quiet."

A straightforward, understandable command, the voice so growly and commanding, you didn't dare to object. Your roommate lounging on the lower bed slowly closed his eyes again, seemingly unbothered by your presence as long as you didn't annoy him, and you most certainly wouldn't. Keeping your mouth shut, you averted your eyes quickly from the moody roommate, fixing them on the sparse amenities you two were given, like a small desk, chair, and behind a meager half-wall, barely shielded from the outside and your roommate, a toilet. You didn't feel like giving anyone a show, so you probably wouldn't use that one even if it would cause you sleepless nights.

A sigh shuddered off your lips as your mind finally came to understand the situation you were in. The place you were in.

Prison. Undeserved.

You didn't know who the judge was doing a favor by sentencing you for embezzling millions from the company you had only ever done deliveries for. But justice had not been served when you were pronounced guilty. That much was sure. Someone out there was celebrating getting away with millions while you had to fear for your life. God, this sucked. You'd have another month or so before you could appeal the case—if you made it that long.

Either way, there was little you could do now. Your eyes fell on the top bunk, then on the ladder in the back of the construct, right where the face of your roomie was. The last thing you'd do was speak up when he so clearly didn't want to talk; however, pushing your feet into the gaps would surely irritate him as well. But there was no alternative. You couldn't climb up any other way.

Holding back another sigh, you stepped towards the back of the cell, dark and stinky. Please don't move, you prayed over and over as you stepped up to the ladder, wearily glancing at the resting man beside you. How would you even avert an attack? You were infuriatingly helpless if anyone ever showed you how careless the guards were when it came to searching the prisoners. How little anyone cared if there were actual weapons inside this prison if they weren't out in the open.

Raising your chin, you looked to the entrance of your bunk, the bed encased with walls. Perhaps to avoid any more stabbings. It would be a tight squeeze inside, but you just hoped it didn't smell like piss in there like the rest of the prison. Pushing your extra clothes into the opening, you settled your foot on the first step, always looking at the man as long as the angle allowed.

You were almost inside when there was movement from below, panic rising as a hand grabbed your ankle with more strength than you could break away from.

Letting out a grunt, the grip tightened, then yanked you down. Next thing you knew, your head hit the ground; however, adrenaline blocked your body from feeling the pain. Hearing fabric rustling, you forced your eyes to snap open, sitting up to crouch backward as your roommate came to sit on the edge of his bed, peering down at you in an undefinable gaze.

"You don't belong here, do you?" he asked, the sound of a lighter clicking open, underlining his words sharply before a flame appeared in his hands. It was an odd question, but it fit the oddity of the man before you. Reaching up, he lit a cigarette, and you forced your eyes away from the light to look at him instead, his eyes drilling into you with the flame dancing in them. The red was like a hot blaze, his gaze burning you as he looked you up and down, smothering you with heat all throughout your body. Just before he closed the zippo in his hand, you gained a look at him too, infuriatingly handsome features mismatched with an indifferent sternness edged into his expression. But there was a passion gleaming in his eyes. One that you made you too afraid to ask him about.

"No," you admitted, gulping as you burned under his gaze. The sound vibrated through your head, making it ache. Pain returning to your senses, you grit your teeth as you reached up, relieved to find the wound dry even though it hurt like hell. You grunted in pain as you pressed into the spot, relieved to not find any hints of a concussion, luckily.

"Then why are you here?"

With a drag of his cigarette, your roommate didn't avert his gaze for even a moment, even when smoke dragged out of his mouth, collecting in the cell and itching in your nose. Well, at least it wasn't a blade pressed to your throat, and so far, he looked pretty decent for the kind of guy the guard tried to make him out to be.

"I got blamed. Someone stole millions, and the judge decided it must have been me. If you ask me, there was something really wrong with that decision." You couldn't help but sound sour, recalling what had happened, the words bubbling out of you now that someone genuinely asked for your version of the story.

"Sucks," he huffed, breathing out more smoke. That was more sympathy than anyone had shown you since you had to deal with this mess.

"How about you?" you asked, feeling emboldened by this conversation going so well. Evidently, you had a poor judge of character as your roommate suddenly stilled, his gaze cooling down regardless of the flames and smoke dancing in the reflection of his eyes.

"Look, stay out of my way, and you will be blessed not knowing what I did, okay? Just be quiet when you're in the cell."

And with that, disregarding that he caused the commotion, he settled back on his bed, sighing as he puffed out the last bit of smoke. Oh well. Peeling yourself off the ground, you were much quicker in ascending to the top bunk, catching your roomies' red eyes peering at you from below just as you disappeared inside. You never even got to ask his name, but at least the top bunk was... okay. Not ideal, but you felt a bit better being up here, hidden and shielded, than out there with him and his mood swings.

It was a real shame you couldn't stay inside forever, having to put yourself out there sooner rather than later.

«──────── 🗡♡ ︎𓍝 ────────»

Breakfast, lunch, and dinner were all served in one cafeteria for all prisoners.

As much as you wanted to avoid it, the guard came back to escort you regardless of your protests so they could show you the way, a hint of hospitality despite the annoyance on their face. Luckily, Mister Grumpy and Handsome had already left when you finally slid out of your bunker, making your way to dinner. You may be able to get your mind off things with a few spoons of... hopefully edible things.

"Well, well, well. Look who survived the Butcher. You must have dazzled the Diluc Ragnvindr with your looks, Newbie, if you survived him," the first prisoner to spot you entering the large facility snarked from his table before taking a bite out of his sandwich. You grimaced at the aggressive stare he gave you as he took bite after bite like a hungry animal, others joining him in mockery.

"Spread your legs already? Damn, you're fast."

"Maybe they killed him?"

Eyes shot over to the neighboring table, half of the prisoners collected in the cafeteria now following the conversation upon noticing your arrival. And as if coordinated by them, they all burst out into laughter.

"Sure!" someone yelled from across the room. "Smothered in thighs!"

More laughter ensued, and the guard sighed, defeated, pushing you forward into the midst of hollering mouths and gawking eyes before leaving you all alone to fend for yourself. Delivering you to the cafeteria seemed to have been the expected amount of work they were willing to do, everything else fell beyond their responsibility and care.

Anxious, you stepped forward, spotting the food trays and the end of the queue, deciding to just quickly get your food and get out. But before you could reach out, so close to your goal once again, someone was quicker, throwing you off-balance as a prisoner, with only half of his teeth and more tattoos than eyebrows, grabbed you, pulling you towards him.

"Ya know, I'd be happy to show you my cell if yer uncomfortable with the Butcher. I can show you an even better time between my legs."

Stumbling, you grabbed the edge of the table while you were relentlessly tugged. "No way!" you exclaimed, horrified at the thought of anything so vile. Unfortunately, you knew you couldn't win in terms of strength. And to add to your suffering, so did the other prisoners.

Soon enough, you were crowded by them, fingers tangling in your hair and pulling back your neck, someone's nail cutting over your throat in a slicing motion while others admired your thighs and dug into them with their hands. You struggled and failed, and when you looked around for help, most of the eyes you met looked away or watched your misfortune with the curiosity of watching a new television show.

Your situation was hopeless.

You knew when the judge pronounced you guilty that this wouldn't end well. But it had been barely a few hours, and yet, you knew exactly how the rest of your sentence would look like. If only there had been someone to help you—anyone!—you might have had a nickel of a chance. But all you could do was close your eyes as more hands touched you, so many more dragging you down to hell.

"Hands. Off."

The voice was as cold and throat-cutting as it was familiar. A deep growl, followed by an anguished groan by the prisoner gripping your hair, suddenly letting go and crumbling to the ground behind you. Something warm splattered against the side of your cheek as a sloshing sound, followed by more groans, was to be heard. The other's eyes shot to the person standing behind you, first in anger for the interruption, then their expression dropped in panic.

Immediately, everyone let go, and in your confusion, you looked around their faces for answers before realizing the answer you were searching for was right behind you. Tensing, you slowly turned around, facing the fire-blazing red stare of, who you now knew as, Diluc Ragnvindr. Coming face to face with him in broad lightning was way more intimidating than before, him being tall and muscular and bloody.

You made the mistake of looking down, blood pooling around the prisoner on the ground. Directing your eyes further up, you saw Diluc's whole hand covered in the same red shade and the knife in his hand. His other hand shooting upwards, you flinched hard as he clamped his fingers around your chin, directing you to face him.

Moving your head side to side to check you, you shivered violently in his grasp, your brain still not registering what had just happened. But Diluc remained perfectly composed, his thumb reaching up to wipe away the liquid that had splattered on your cheek before. "If anyone--" he drawled, thumb wiping over and over against your cheek, his eyes growing grimmer the longer he had to do it. "--touches you again..."

Then, he directed his gaze away from you, back over your shoulder. You heard chairs being pushed aside and bodies moving away. "Stab them," Diluc finished his instruction, holding out the knife to you, handle first. You blinked a few times, unmoving, and he sighed, dropping it. Instinctively and regretfully, you caught it. For the first time, he grunted in approval before directing his voice to everyone.

Only now did you notice it was dead silent in the whole room, everyone watching. "Just to be clear," Diluc said, raising his voice for everyone to hear. "This one's hands off. They're mine." Below you, the stabbed prisoner grunted in pain, and you peeked down, watching as more and more blood collected on the linoleum floor.

"Oh my god," you whispered, obviously directed at the fact someone was bleeding out on your shoes with the weapon in your hand.

"That would be an exaggeration," Diluc answered as if you had been talking to him instead. As if this was a situation to joke about. Glancing up again, the corners of his mouth jerked upwards for just a second, though the smile never reaches his now deadly eyes fixated on you. The fire had finally been smothered by something else, something dark. Brandishing. Possessive.

It gave you goosebumps all over.

"Make sure to eat," he reminded you. "And take off your shoes before entering the cell."

Dumbfounded by his nonchalant words, you only flinched back into reality when guards finally stormed inside, yelling, "RAGNVINDR!" from across the room. His grip on you tightened before he sighed, looking like he was inconvenienced more by the interruption than the fact he just stabbed someone. His thumb stroked over your cheek once more, this time gently, as if its only purpose was to caress and comfort. Diluc only let go when he was grabbed by the shoulders and thrown to the dirty floor next to the bleeding man.

More guards assembled, and together they apprehended and dragged Diluc out of the room, his gaze on you until the end, finding you even through all the guards swarming him. Once he was out the door, they carried away the poor guy on the floor, his wounds hopefully not fatal even though he treated you like shit.

"Drop it," one guard hissed at you. Only now did you remember the knife, letting it fall immediately and jumping away to escape the blade threatening to go through your foot. "Way to go, Newbie," the guard huffed, shaking his head like a disappointed dad.

Once they were gone, the silence was deafening. You could feel the gears in your head turn, the blood rushing through you, but time seemed to stand still until the other prisoners began to return to what they were doing before all of this. It wasn't the same for you. You never were a big fan of gory horror movies; you never really saw that much blood—much less real blood—before. The thought of food was anything but appetizing to you now, not with blood on your feet, hand, and, as you learned later from looking into a bathroom mirror, face. Diluc's words echoed in your mind, but they were fading as you felt your stomach twist and gurgle, unwilling to even consider the prison food served here.

"Psycho," someone muttered next to you, and you didn't know if you liked the look everyone was giving you now. It no longer was mockery or belittling, oh no. They looked at you as if you were the monster who just stabbed someone. Being feared inevitably was better than being a laughingstock, but how did you always end up taking the blame for these situations?

Without another thought, you left, rather going hungry than risking vomiting everything once your brain realized all the gruesome things that just happened. Instead, you hid in a bathroom stall, the shock finally snapping your head back into its place, causing you to dry heave the stress and shivers out of your system before putting your head under cold water, hoping it would rid you of the images in your head and return your clear mind.

Your reflection was pitiful, the horror written all over your face. It took a long time to scrub the stranger's blood off your skin, and you had to see the bloody shoeprints you left in your race to get to the bathroom on the way back to your cell. Just as you were about to step in, you halted, remembering Diluc's words. Reaching down, you untied your shoe, your hands slowing the further you got. By the time you stepped out of your boots, you realized he had already crept his way into your subconscious, causing havoc to your feelings.

You were scared. There was no denying that. You were scared of his reaction if you disobeyed. Scared of what other unpredictable things he could do after you had to witness him stab someone... for your sake?

"This one's hands off. They're mine," he had claimed. Since when? How? Why?

All questions you wanted to know but feared to ask. Just like you feared disobeying him. Instead, you put your shoes under the table, peeling out of the orange overalls before climbing into your bunk. At least here, you felt somewhat safe. Safe enough to finally let go of the tears you had held back, your arms hugging yourself tightly as you wrapped yourself in your blanket.

And even though you knew nothing would change, you squeezed your eyes shut, hoping for this nightmare to end when you opened them again.

«──────── 🗡♡ ︎𓍝 ────────»

It was already incredibly late when your cell door screeched open, heavy footsteps dragging towards the bed. You couldn't find even a minute of sleep despite being exhausted after such a day. Instead, you had dozed in your bed, the sound jerking you wide awake.

"Next time, behave, Diluc," a very smooth but icy voice spoke before the door was slammed shut and locked for the night. You stiffened as you heard Diluc grunt, clothes rustling, and you assumed he was doing the same as you, not wanting to get dirt into bed. You expected to feel the movement of his body settling into the bunk below you any second now, hoping he wouldn't say anything to you that you'd have to answer. He told you to be quiet, and so you were.

But instead of both of you settling for the night, your quietness only added to the silence suddenly spreading through the cell. You couldn't even hear him breathe, only your heartbeat racing in your ears as you felt goosebumps run over your skin as if you were being watched. And then, something truly terrifying made sure you'd not sleep one bit that night.

Even if the sound was subtle, you heard him grip the iron ladder to the top bunk. Had to listen to the slight shiver of breath as he lifted himself up on the steps. Felt the additional weight press down on your mattress.

You didn't say anything, didn't move, didn't breathe. Your back was turned to the entrance, and you didn't even allow your eyes to shift in the darkness, fearing what you would see. Was he going to hurt you? Kill you? Get even for what he must have endured with the guards? Was the same bloody mess the guard had told you about going to happen again?

One arm snaked over your midriff, fingers brushing upwards, the warmth of his palm dancing over your collarbones. Your breathing was ragged, faltering every time you felt him move, not knowing what his next step would be.

Diluc's body, smothering heat surrounded by skin, pressed against you. You were kept in a firm hold, and even if you had been asleep before, you never felt more awake and alert now.

"Breathe," he grunted, and you tensed up even more. How did he know?

"You wouldn't be holding your breath if you were sleeping."

"Ah." That explained it. Of course. Fuck, you were an idiot.

 "As if I'm going to hurt you after getting beaten up for you the last few hours."

Diluc let out a heavy sigh, his head falling forward to rest against you. You shifted under his arm, trying to give him some space. If bruises were forming on his body, it must have agitated him to be squeezed between you and the encasing on the bunk. However, when he noticed you scoot away, he tightened his grip, dragging you back and into him with barely any effort needed. "Does it hurt a lot?" you asked timidly, and he huffed.

"If you mean getting stabbed, then yeah. That was supposed to hurt a lot. I, for my part, will not complain about a few gut punches and knuckles to my face."

His body kept slumping forward until you were the only resistance in his way. It was an odd, uncomfortable situation, but who were you to say anything? You feared him, even though he seemed less fearsome when he was exhausted like this. "Can I ask something?" you piped up, disregarding the 'be quiet' rule from when you first met. He'd probably tell you if he didn't feel like talking anymore, so you took your chance.

Diluc grunted, "Go ahead," as he rubbed his face into your shoulder. Just as you wanted to open your mouth, he hissed, having hit a sore spot, and you stilled, tensing as if you had done something wrong. Communicating with him was still as weird and confusing as it had been when he pulled you from the ladder. You never knew what you were allowed and not allowed to do in his presence, fearing any misstep you could make. And yet, somehow, you had grown closer without you even realizing. Silence raked its claws through the cell until he eventually repeated himself, pinching you as if to wake you up.

"Speak up."

"Why..." you stopped, thinking of how to convey your thoughts into words. Taking a deep breath, you collected as much confidence as you could, bumping your fist into the mattress to encourage yourself. "Why did you help me?"

"Someone bad hurt someone very dear to me," he finally muttered after a tense few seconds of thoughtfulness. "And I hurt a lot of their people in return."

"Oh," you whispered, not expecting that kind of talk. In fact, you had no idea what you expected, but certainly not an explanation that Diluc hadn't wanted to give you before. "But--"

"They want to use you," Diluc interrupted you as you were about to ask what that had to do with you. "Before you, my roommate was swayed by the offer to have their sentence reduced. They used his vulnerability to try and get revenge on me. Death. Painful and bloody, and worse than what you saw today."

Gulping, you remembered the guard telling you how they had to scrub the remains of the last roommate off the walls of this cell. "And you think they'll do it again?" you whispered, shuddering. The last thing you wanted was to be caught up in yet another feud. And yet, you felt like you were already a part of it.

"I know they will."

"So you got to me first."

"Yes."

Feeling his hand wandering upwards until it lodged in the crook of your neck, fingers digging around your throat, you gasped, clawing at him as he cut off your air supply. "I don't think I need to tell you what will happen if they offer you a deal to get you out if you get rid of me. Surely, you don't plan to kill me in my sleep, right?"

Gasping, you shook your hand as much as his hold allowed, Diluc's fingers tightening once before releasing you. Coughing, you felt tears burn in your eyes again, the sudden fear you had felt after your return to the cell burning up again. You had been careless, misjudging him again. Even after hearing it from Diluc himself, you forgot that he had no qualms about getting rid of things in his way.

"Good. Otherwise, those pigs would have eaten you for dinner. Don't forget you owe me. You can't trust anyone that gets close to you here."

"Then... what about you?" It took some clearing of your throat to present the question, but with your hands wrapped around your neck, you felt a little more safe and protected.

"You'll just have to learn to trust me."

His fingers ghosted over yours, noticing how you were shielding yourself and causing Diluc to let out a husky laugh. Instead, he gripped your chin, yanking your head to the side so you'd face him. When he spoke again, you could barely see his mouth move in the dark but felt his breath caress your lips in secretive whispers.

"I'll protect you. I’ll keep you safe as long as you hold up your end of the bargain. If you want to survive, I am your best choice to give your trust to. And I take very good care of what's mine."

"Why do you keep saying that?" you shuddered, feeling the brush of his lips, his fingers digging into your skin painfully, but you didn't dare look away from the red burning through the darkness. His eyes were eager to see, witness every shudder going through you, and roam over your face as if it was a map to your soul even in the dark. Perhaps his vision was much better than yours. Still, even you could see the genuine determination in his eyes that echoed through his words.

"Because it's true. The moment you stepped into this prison, you became mine."

"I never agreed to that," you protested meekly.

"You didn't have to."

"Don't you think that's unfair? Don't I get a choice?" you complained, feeling defeated by the direction of the conversation. Sure, his promise of protection sounded good but claiming you as something you weren't seemed to finally cross your boundaries.

"Darling," Diluc said soothingly. Yet it only raised goosebumps to hear him use such an affectionate nickname for you. The way his voice changed into a low, reverent breath was only drowned out by the confidence dripping off his lips every time he spoke. He was so sure of himself, never stuttering as he relayed his conviction.

"They blamed you for a crime you didn't do just to get to me. They bribed a judge just to get to me. They sent you to this godforsaken pisshole of a prison because of me."

You shuddered as Diluc laid out the facts so obviously, you had to realize he spoke the truth. This was worse than the nightmare you had gone through so far, deeper than what you thought this wrong guilty verdict had been. Someone chose you for a suicide mission because of a vendetta from the same man sharing your bed right now.

"Thinking about it, you were mine long before you came here," Diluc conducted. Then, you felt warm, soft lips press to yours, a struggle ensuing as you tried to defend yourself, but Diluc was stronger. A jolt of pain jerked through you as he bit your lip, relishing in the drops of blood appearing as he licked over it.

"No," you sobbed quietly, tears trickling from your eyes. What you were saying no to, you weren't sure. No to the reality, you didn't want to face. No to having to accept something so absurd it could only be true. No to his treatment, the kiss, the stabbing Diluc did for you.

His other hand reached up with a grunt from him, wiping over the lashes of your eyes squeezed shut. "Don't cry," he whispered, almost pleading with you. "I told you I'll treat you well. I'm sorry for what happened to you, but you're safe with me. I'll protect you and make sure these other guys won't get to you."

Sobbing a bit louder, Diluc hushed you, cupping your face so gently you couldn't believe he had stabbed someone with that hand just hours prior.

"I don't want this," you sniffled. "I never asked for any of this!"

"I know," he sympathized, and you gulped, feeling like those were empty words. You'd be right. Even though it felt as if you two were getting closer, Diluc unveiled something much worse than a knife to end you, his sympathy vanishing into thin air.

Instead, he stabbed you with his words worse than any knife could, ensuring your death would be as painful and awful as humanly possible. You saw the hints of a pitying smile on his lips before he opened them, the disgusting pleasure of a psycho showing in the softness of his gaze on you. A psycho that had found something to protect and keep in a world that had been way too harsh on him. You, on the other hand, felt your world collapse like a house of cards as he blew his words in your face, showing you no compassion whatsoever as he slapped the truth across your cheeks harder than any punch would.

"But you don't really have a choice, do you?"

No.

You never had any choice to begin with in any of this.

And even worse, he was right—you had to rely on him. Because if not Diluc, someone else would come for you. Another prisoner, or these mysterious people he mentioned, once you refused to get their revenge on Diluc for them. How would you even do that?

It was hopeless. Every inch of your being was violently refusing him and his offer. But you had to if you wanted to survive. You had no other choice, no alternatives to rely on. There was no Plan B when you never even had a Plan A. Diluc was your Plan P for protection. You'd have to trust him, a broken stranger, to make sure you wouldn't end up as the blood splattered to the walls the guards would have to clean.

"O-Okay," you whispered, your voice breaking just like your heart did.

"Good choice," he murmured, forehead bumping to yours before Diluc slumped back into the space behind you. Building trust would take a long time, you were sure, as you felt his hand grab your wrists, pinning them down to the space in front of you. It might have been a good choice for the moment.

But would it be the right one?

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Fandoms (Bold means not written before):

Adventure Time

Attack on Titan

BATIM

Beastars

The Boys

Bungou Stray Dogs

Cult of The Lamb

Danganronpa (Games Only)

Dark Souls/Souls-Like Games

Dead By Daylight

Death Note

Demon Slayer

Detroit Become Human

Fear and Hunger

Fire Force

Gears/Gears of War

Genshin Impact

Halo

Halo RvB

Happy Tree Friends

Hazbin Hotel

House of The Dragon/Game of Thrones/ASOIAF Books

Identity V

Invader Zim

JoJo's Bizarre Adventure

Jujutsu Kaisen (Manga)

LEGO Monkie Kid

Legend of Zelda

My Hero Academia

Naruto

Ninjago

OFF

One Piece

Overwatch

Poppy Playtime (Smiling Critters, Primarily Platonic)

TMNT

Ratchet and Clank

Resident Evil

Rick and Morty

SCP

Star Wars

Steven Universe

Slashers

South Park

Splatoon Manga (Coroika)

Team Fortress 2

Tokyo Ghoul

Twisted Wonderland

Undertale/Deltarune

Rules:

Requesting Prompts:

List of some here (Has various prompts)

A-Z Prompts

Yandere-daze prompts

Obsession Prompts

Various Prompts

Yandere Prompts

Yandere Sentence Starters

Yandere Writing Prompts 2

Yandere Prompts!!

If you have another set you want that you found, besides mine, link me it in your ask or DM so I know what you're talking about.

(I'd like to do something different than my own prompts so here's some options. Get creative, mix some up. Just tell my what list you took prompts from in your ask, please!)

Notes:

I would appreciate plots on fics! It helps a lot!

[kusuguricafe]

💖 fav fics 💖

last updated: september 18, 2024

my absolute favorite tickle fics others have written! go check them out if you're interested ^^

👑 = a fic I requested or commissioned 💝 = this fic was a gift

boku no hero academia

by @otomiyaa

Blackmailed...? (lee!deku, ler!bakugou)

Small Start (lee!bakugou, ler!kirishima)

by @intheticklecloset

I'll Take You Both Down (switches bakugou, deku, kaminari) 👑

Deku/Bakugou Tickle Fight Series

Tell Me You Love Me (lee!deku, ler!bakugou)

Ten More Minutes (lee!deku, ler!bakugou)

Ask Me to Stop (lee!deku, ler!bakugou, ler!kirishima)

Just Ask (lee!kirishima, ler!bakugou)

bakudeku coffee shot (lee!deku, ler!bakugou)

by @ticklishfiend

Love Language (switches bakugou and deku)

Strawberry Milk (lee!bakugou, ler!kirishima)

Off-Button (lee!kaminari, ler!bakugou, ler!kirishima)

A Little Nervous (lee!kaminari, lers!bakusquad)

So Intriguing (lee!bakugou, ler!todoroki)

“Say that again and I’ll make you pay” sentence starter (lee!bakugou, ler!deku)

“I don’t think you wanna try me right now” sentence starter (lee!deku, ler!bakugou)

“And where are you going?” sentence starter (lee!deku, ler!bakugou)

by @veryblushyswitch

“OK! I’ll tickle you now!” sentence starter (lee!kirishima, ler!bakugou)

“Please, you totally love this” sentence starter (lee!bakugou, ler!kirishima)

"That's cheating!" sentence starter (lee!deku, lers!bakusquad+)

Tickle Belt Series

by @happyandticklish

Tickletober Day One - Anticipation (lee!bakugou, ler!kirishima)

Tickletober Day Eight - Death Spot (lee!deku, ler!bakugou)

by @volleeball-bo

bakudeku speedwrite (lee!deku, ler!bakugou)

Go-Go Gauntlets (lee!deku, ler!bakugou)

kiribaku speedwrite (lee!bakugou, ler!kirishima)

kiribaku speedwrite (lee!kirishima, ler!bakugou)

Masks Make Friends (lee!kaminari, ler!shinsou)

by @my-tickle-blog

bakudeku request (lee!deku, ler!bakugou) 👑

by @something1987

Tickles x3 (Squealing Santa 2022) (lees deku, bakugou, kaminari, lers bakugou, kaminari) 💝

by @impulsively-made-tickle-blog

A Coin For A Coin (lee!bakugou, ler!kirishima)

by @burningablaze

Midoriya x Reader - Time to Relax (lee!deku, ler!reader)

by @thetickleeraven

3 Times Deku Laughed Because of a Quirk (And One Time Because of Bakugou) (lee!deku, ler!bakugou)

by @ffeather-ficss

Pushing Luck (lee!deku, ler!kaminari) 👑

Kat's Cradle (lee!deku, ler!bakugou) 👑

by @marvel-m-lee

Communication (lee!bakugou, lee!deku, ler!hagakure, ler!ojiro)

by @rachi-roo

My Hero Academia: Phantom Tickles! (lee!bakugou, ler!villain oc)

haikyuu!!

by @ticklygiggles

The most ticklish person in the world | TsukiYama (lees!kageyama, yamaguchi, lers!nishinoya, tanaka, hinata)

Practicing tickle fights | Yamaguchi, Nishinoya & Hinata (switches yamaguchi, nishinoya, hinata)

sasaki to miyano

by @thetickleeraven

You Want To Be Tickled? (lee!miyano, ler!sasaki)

by @wreckingtickles

Only Uke Are Ticklish!? (switches sasaki and miyano)

sk8 the infinity

by @heartsywritesthethings

"accidental" (lee!langa, ler!reki)

by @blue-little-angel

Squealing Santa 2K23 gift (lee!reki, ler!langa) 💝

umibe no étranger

by @otomiyaa and @ticklygiggles

Adorable | Shun/Mio (lee!mio, ler!shun)

by @tickly-trashcan

Manuscript {MioShun} (lee!mio, ler!shun)

yuri!!! on ice

by @otomiyaa

Share a Secret (lee!yuuri, ler!victor)

genshin impact

by @otomiyaa

Holiday in Mondstadt (switches aether and albedo, lee!zhongli, ler!childe)

Lyney's Trick (lee!gaming, lers lyney, lynette, freminet)

by @ticklygiggles

Heroic Feat | Scaramouche & Elise (commissioner's oc) (lee!wanderer, ler!elise)

Miya&Mia's Tickletober Day 20 - Cursed (lee!cyno)

by @giggly-bun

Sticky Situation {Kaebedo} (lee!albedo, ler!kaeya)

Bad Luck {Kaebedo} (lee!albedo, ler!kaeya)

by @justmaybee

But (lee!albedo, ler!kaeya)

by @lovelynim

wanderer x aether (lee!wanderer, ler!aether)

kazuscara (lee!kazuha, ler!wanderer)

May the best one win (switches xiao, aether, albedo and wanderer)

by @wertzunge

Ballad of Laughter (switches aether and lyney)

by @felieiden

A tickle up his sleeve. (lee!lyney, ler!aether)

by @synthleetius

Magic tricks (lee!lyney, ler!aether) 👑

by @thatonetickleblog

Back and Forth (lee!kaveh, ler!alhaitham)

-not sfw under the cut-

boku no hero academia (not sfw)

by @otomiyaa

Upgrade, Downgrade... (lee!deku, ler!bakugou)

Bakugou's Luck (lee!bakugou, ler!deku) 👑

bakudeku drabble request (lee!deku, ler!bakugou) 👑

genshin impact (not sfw)

by @otomiyaa

Ticklish Lyney x Reader (lee!lyney, ler!reader) 👑

by @justmaybee

Day 4: Erogenus Zones (lee!albedo, ler!kaeya)

by @ticklygiggles

A deep secret | LynLumi (lee!lyney, ler!lumine) 👑

obey me! (not sfw)

by @ticklygiggles

The Avatar of Lust | Asmo x Reader [N$FW] (lee!mc, ler!asmo)

zelda botw (not sfw)

by @bambinella

Early Mornings (switches link and zelda)

[ocelberich]

. kaeya alberich has joined the adventurer's guild !

# OCELBERICH ━━━ private, roleplay blog for kaeya alberich of genshin impact; interpreted & loved by barely ( any pronouns ); affiliated with gnostic hymns.

portrayal notes.

as stated in the handbook, i prefer to use the chinese dub for kaeya's characterization though i will likely compare it to english & japanese dubs for nuance. though i play the game in english, my preference differs.

a slightly major difference, to me, between the dubs is that, unlike in the english & japanese versions, kaeya sounds more similar to a teasing, older brother figure that you know nothing of, rather than the handsome mysterious companion that i'm familiar with as an english-player. ( though this isn't to say that he isn't a handsome mysterious companion of ours. it's simply a matter of how heavy one mood is compared to the other. ) his inflection is different between performances, of course, but i rather enjoy the tone SUN YE chose to use in his. thus, my kaeya will be written with such.

last canon appearance is, correct me if i'm wrong: version 3.8, secret summer paradise, thus he will be written as of then!

though i keep a document on all muse-related dialogue & information that is constantly updating, i have yet to fully make my document relating to khaenri'ah. so, if you see me yapping incorrectly and want to politely vibe check me, please do! i welcome all vibe checks.

though kaeya's application was written exactly one month ago, i did not expect to write him and, thus, am a bit shy about how i may portray him. this is simply to say that, yes, i will make mistakes, so please be patient with me.

patience, too, comes with shipping. while kaeya is friendly, his ability to recognize certain bonds as real will come late and in due time as a result of his distrust in the world & and himself. while i'm open to shipping romantically, i'll be leaving that to ooc discussions before anything is incorporated on the dash. likewise, my headcanon of kaeya being demiromantic will swiftly be realized, as romance is a wary concept to him.

for now, that's all! thank you for reading and i hope to write with you in the near future 💕

navigation.

i. handbook ━━━ includes mun information, blog rules, art credit, writing specifics, & more! ii. character ━━━ if you click this link, you sell your soul to me in a blood pact because the about doc is nowhere near finished and i made sure to warn you beforehand iii. talents ━━━ necessary talent page, as of the affiliated group's rule

tags explained.

♛ ━━━ ❝ what is treason to the bloodied plumes of royalty? ・ 【 𝐈𝐍 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐄𝐑 】 . ( all posts that are "in character", hence the tag )

♛ ━━━ ❝ whoops! the cavalry captain without his cavalry! ・ 【 𝐎𝐔𝐓 𝐎𝐅 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐄𝐑 】 . ( all posts that are "out of character", ex. shitposts, maintenance, meta, etc )

♛ ━━━ ❝ they will know him as the captain with a crown of lies beneath his cape ・ 【 𝐆𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐄𝐑𝐘 】 . ( reblogged art, including possible art by the mun, of the muse )

♛ ━━━ ❝ the incarnate of a hunted bird's misery ・ 【 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐂𝐀𝐍𝐎𝐍𝐒 】 . ( posts centered around a muse's headcanons, meta, etc )

♛ ━━━ ❝ to enjoy is to consume; to consume is to sacrifice ・ 【 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓𝐒 】 . ( all reblogged posts with prompts, ask memes, sentence starters and the likes )

♛ ━━━ ❝ he is what a father has made him; what a nation expects of him ・ 【 𝐈𝐍𝐁𝐎𝐗 】 . ( all posts that are replies to an ask, excluding threads made from certain asks )

♛ ━━━ ❝ thread name ・ 【 𝐀 𝐓𝐇𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃 】 . ( the threads tag )

♛ ━━━ ❝ support tag ・ 【 𝐌𝐔𝐒𝐄 𝐍𝐀𝐌𝐄 】 . ( support tags for all muses this muse interacts with, always liable to change )

[paracosmiist]

STARTING OFF. This is a HIGHLY PRIVATE, SELECTIVE, CANON DIVERGENT MULTIMUSE featuring characters from HONKAI STAR RAIL, GENSHIN IMPACT, JOURNEY TO THE WEST, DUNGEONS & DRAGONS, AND MORE! This blog is NOT SPOILER FREE so please interact at your own risk if you intend to play the game, especially without spoilers. Obviously I am not affiliated with HOYOVERSE in any shape or form! PENNED BY THYME. Mun is 25+. she/her, heterosexual. PLEASE READ MY GUIDELINES BEFORE INTERACTING. Keep in mind that I have other obligations, such as my family, my job, church, and other hobbies.

> I AM MUTUALS ONLY. This means I only interact with those I follow, and whom follow me back, and vice versa. If you are not a mutual, you are still free to send me and muses headcanon-related questions and prompts, so long as it is not turned into a roleplay. Liked starter calls, and sentence starter memes will be ignored if we're not mutuals. I tend to unfollow in batches to keep my dash clean!

> MUTUALS INTERACT WITH ANYTHING! IC status posts, asks, even ooc posts. Please feel free to reply to it in character or out of character. Sometimes the best threads come from dash commentary or a small reply to a ic one-liner! Have at it, mutuals!

> I AM NOT COMFORTABLE WITH SMUT OR IMPLIED SEXUAL NSFW REGARDLESS OF MUSE. All interactions here will be PLATONIC unless thoroughly plotted otherwise.

> AND FINALLY, I PROMISE YOU THAT I AM MORE SCARED TO REACH OUT TO YOU THAN YOU ARE OF ME. Please feel free to approach me in IMs if you feel like plotting, and I also may pop into your DMs to throw a plot out there at you for us to brainstorm over too, so be prepared for that.

THAT'S IT. I hope that's not too hard? If there are any questions or concerns please for the love of the Seven feel free to ask me, okay? I told you, I'm a scardy cat, haha!

MUSE LIST BELOW CUT:

GENSHIN IMPACT (CANON DIVERGENT)

Diona Draffdottir / Genshin Impact (Profile | Headcanon) Margaux Lavoie / Genshin Impact OC (Profile | Headcanon) Shard / Genshin Impact OC (Profile | Headcanon)

HONKAI STAR RAIL (CANON DIVERGENT)

(PRIMARY!) Dai Bailu / Honkai Star Rail (Profile | Headcanon) Guangyuan Qingni / Honkai Star Rail (Profile | Headcanon)

D&D/CRITICAL ROLE

Maxine Debreck / Dungeons & Dragons OC (Profile | Headcanon) Audra Whinfell / Dungeons & Dragons OC (Profile | Headcanon)

MISC.

(SECONDARY! REQUEST ONLY!) Beng Tongbi / Journey to the West OC (Profile | Headcanon) Theodore 'Teddi' Last II / Nine: The Last Resort (Profile | Headcanon)

[diverse-hearts-ocs]

@crownshattered asked:

“ do you need any help? i'll bandage that up for you. “ (Genshin Alanna for Tonia!!)

injury reveal + sentence starters

"For the millionth time I don't require...help...". Her voice trailed off as she turned to face the latest agent who'd dared to try and come to her aid, only to come face to face with someone who are definitely not from the Fatui - pink quickly flooding her cheeks, "I-I sorry! There was someone who'd been bugging me and I thought that was them back again...I didn't mean to startle you any". Was this one from Mondstadt? It would explain the weird friendly nature towards a complete stranger. Tonia had removed her mask and coat to treat the wound on her arm, having tucked them away nearby, so it wasn't as though it was that obvious that she was with the Fatui...so maybe that's why the girl was being so friendly? Monstadt was full of weirdos. "...help would be apricated though - the injury is on my right arm and apparently my left hand refuses to work with me whenever I try to cover the darn thing", she added with a weak laugh.

[i23kazu]

　　　　　　　YING'S 1.5K MILESTONE EVENT

✿ notes from ying :

thank you all for the milestone !!! it's so crazy that we're literally halfway to 2k... just another 500 more! thank you all for sticking around this long, you all are incredible and it makes me so happy that i'm able to interact with you guys on the daily!! sorry not sorry for spamming yall with talks with my moots and heehee peepee. i love u all <3 big thank u to my moots who keep me sane...

✿ event details :

part i. PICK A FLOWER PROMPT AND CREATE SOMETHING OUT OF IT

this is for everyone! any genshin creators may join this part of the event.

all you have to do is sign up with the google form link below! remember to pick your characters and your prompt, then tag me in your post! and tag the post with "#ambrosial; i23kazu's 1.5k event"!

signups open until 20th april! all creators are welcome to participate ^^

part ii. SEND ME SENTENCE STARTERS AND I'LL WRITE A DRABBLE

this part is just for me! look below for the rules!

"part i. will be a collab with other creators, but part ii. will be solely my part!"

✿ flower prompts :

hyacinth : angst , hurt and comfort. | platonic/romantic, open ended

rose : angst , reeling from the death of a loved one. | platonic/romantic

marigold : angst , first few days after breaking up | romantic

daffodils : angst + fluff , healing after an argument together | platonic/romantic

tulips : fluff , unconditional love | platonic/romantic, open ended

purple lilac : fluff , the first few days of getting together | romantic

sunflowers : fluff , surprising (character) with something they love | platonic/romantic

calla lily : fluff , getting married to (character) | romantic

lady's mantle : fluff , comforting (character) | romantic/platonic

yellow roses : fluff , hanging out with (character) | platonic

part i of the event is open to all creators, whether you're a writer / artist / editor / creator! please feel free to join and sign up at this link here!

✿ sentence starters :

from today onwards, please send in sentence starters! i'll only be taking 10 sentence starters, so make sure you send yours in quick! please format it this way: sentence starter + character x reader + romantic/platonic. i will not accept nsfw requests, please read my rules before requesting!

[yuelun]

How do you guys write starters so fast, and moreover, how do you keep them to being shorter than a paragraph at most? And then I see one-liners and I look at Guizhong and I— are you guys magical? This stupid little lord of dust in my head is like, let's talk about this, and this, and then some of that. And then she wants to elaborate on everything and every word of dialogue and she's smiling and laughing and being an overall idiot. And what do you mean no actions or gestures? W h a t ? I need to write a different muse.

Oh and also, the reason why I opened up this post editor in the first place— I need to note that while I always love and value sentence starters sent in, and I eventually end up responding to most of them, I will always, always, always prioritise threads, and I swear, when I'm back in my routine (which is a battle and war in itself to fight, honestly, I'm likely moving in the semi-near future)— if I don't respond to a thread within a week or two at most, you can condemn me to the fighting pits where I shall perish forevermore (UNLESS I have Zhongli in Genshin with his insane shields 🤲🏻).

[randoimago]

Rules/Fandoms Update

Okay I added Genshin Impact to my Fandoms list!! Be mindful of my rules when requesting!

As a note here, if the character is not listed as a man/woman in the wiki then I won't write anything suggestive (some of the sentence starters I've reblogged can be a tad suggestive) or anything with alcohol for them. This is due to them not having canon ages and I don't want to write certain themes for underaged characters

[lionfanged]

ok im doing it. im ponying up. I Am Doing It. (bcuz it is snowy outside and no one wants froyo :()

like this for a starter... of varying lengths... maybe just a sentence idk. specify verse (like genshin vs pkmn) or i will just fling something at u at random.

[lyriccl]

Concerned Sentence Starters | Accepting!

@fctedivided asked: “You don’t have to say anything, but I’m here if you need me.” (from Kane, in both of their Genshin verse)

The Treasure Hoarders really are a nasty bunch. They had decided her instruments weren't enough, and they wanted to steal her Vision too. Nevermind that they couldn't use it, they were probably planning on selling it to the highest bidder who wanted it as a twisted centerpiece or something.

Emma absolutely wouldn't go down without a fight, but she also wasn't a good fighter at all and gaining the upper hand would take a miracle at this point. She wasn't even particularly scared of losing the Vision itself, but she had heard about some of the things that happened to the Vision users affected by the decree in Inazuma. Losing their memories, their sense of self.... that sounded like torture to Emma, whose identity as everything to her.

As it turns out, she did have a miracle, and while she was rescued in the nick of time, with her belongings and Vision intact no less, the bard was still quite shaken.

She didn't say anything, but she was thankful that Kane was there for her. Emma couldn't imagine what would have happened if she lost her Vision forever. Her instruments and Mora could be replaced, she could not be.