#genshin thoma

[sherlockscumslut]

☆Genshin men and how they behave under the mistletoe ☆

Ft. Kaeya, Diluc, Zhongli, Childe, Itto, Thoma, Ayato, Alhaitham, Cyno, Neuvillette and Wriothesley.

18+ only. Contains smut, sexual innuendos, fluff & crack. Kisses duh, sweet talk, praise, fingering, oral(f&m.receiving), facial, creampies, bad jokes, possible grammar mistakes.

A/n: Have you been naughty or nice this year? 😏 As for me, I guess it's hard to tell bc Wriothesley came home. Did he come to punish me for breaking the law or perhaps, to teach me some...wrestling techniques? 🤭

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Finds the opportunity to give you a passionate kiss and whisper something naughty in your ear

The mistletoe hangs on your bedroom's door and every once in a while, even when you're on the phone with friends and family, he sneaks out of nowhere and hugs you from behind. His puts his strong arms around your waist and his head nest on your shoulder. "Oops! I think you walked under the mistletoe again, sweetheart." He says in the sweetest tone and gives you soft neck kisses that never fail to make you melt. "I can't wait until I'm all over you tonight~" He murmurs.

KAEYA, Ayato, Childe, Wriothesley

Tells you something random about his current hyperfixation and turns it into a never ending session of him talking about it.

"Nice to see you here, again. I know we live in the same house but you just happened to walk under the mistletoe...What do you mean it's the 20th time today? Listen, I found out MORE information about [x] and I just wanna share it with you...Don't worry, dinner's one me!"

CYNO, Neuvillette, ITTO, Zhongli

Puts some music on and invites you to dance.

"Sweetheart, can I have this dance?" He offers his hand and you cling on him. He spins you around and kisses you softly on the lips. "You are the best gift I could ever ask for" He says smiling. His pretty eyes stare into your soul as he holds your hand and leans for another kiss.

KAEYA, Diluc, Thoma, Zhongli, Neuvillette

Is up for a quicky right here, right now.

You could be baking some cookies for the holidays but he doesn't care that you're busy. Since you walked under the mistletoe to get to the kitchen, he walks in there too and gives you a naughty grin. "You know...I also walked under the mistletoe on my way here...what do I mean? Well, how about I show you instead?" He lifts you up at the counter and starts teasing your clit with his hard cock. Soft moans escape his mouth and fights the urge to come right away. No, he won't let himself come so quickly. Not until he feels your tight pussy sucking him in and hear you beg him to fill you up. He never leaves you empty handed and after a few rough thrusts, he squeezes your hips as he comes inside. He's proud of lasting longer than he expected and had you to beg for his seed.

Childe, Wriothesley, Alhaitham, Kaeya

Praises you while you're gagging on his cock.

"Fuck, this is so good...keep going..." He whispers as you worship his cock with your mouth, licking every inch of him. You like to make him think that he's in control but little does he know about your secret technique that can make him burst at any moment. "You're always so good for me" He moans and holds a mistletoe over your head. "Hehe, this adds a little fun, doesn't it?" He starts twitching inside your throat and you pull his cock out of your mouth and tease his tip with your thumb. He groans as he comes on your face and his upper body goes limp."I could do this everyday" He murmurs.

ITTO, Kaeya, Childe, Cyno

Eats your pussy while you're reading a book or watching a Christmas movie in your bedroom.

Turns out it wasn't a bad idea to hang a mistletoe over the headboard. It was his idea but oh well, it benefits you too. You can barely concentrate on your book or movie. How could you when he's licking your clit back and forth and keeps adding one more finger inside you? He drinks your juices like water and his lips vibrate on your flesh as another moan escapes his mouth. Your hole clench on his fingers as you cream all over them. Your toes curl as a wave of satisfaction washes over your body. He looks at you with pure lust, panting while watching you come back to your senses.

Ayato, Wriothesley, Diluc, Cyno, Neuvillette

He still believes in Santa and stays up late to meet him so they can have a quick round of Genius Invocation TCG or beetle fight💀

Thoma, Itto, Cyno.

Cyno joke moment: You wanna know how we know Santa is a man? He shows up late, eats your cookie, empties his sack, comes only once, calls you a ho and leaves while you're sleeping.

《THE END》

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[decayedgloria]

sundress szn pt. 3

ft. Ayato, Thoma, Itto

Summer is creeping up on the city, so you decide to wear a garment fit for the occasion…

Tags:  nsfw under cut, i was lacking in the inazuma department therefore i wrote this, i love my bbgs tho, public/semi-public, established relationships, afab!reader, reader is a tease in some of them thoma’s lol, submissive themes, I popped off on Itto’s LMFAO

Word Count: ~1.2k words, not proofread

Ayato

Inazuma’s summers were getting increasingly hotter as its borders opened following the arrival of the Traveller. Whether it was the Shogun’s doing or not didn’t matter, all you knew was that you definitely needed some new dresses. 

As you stood in the Kamisato Estate’s courtyard fanning yourself, patiently waiting for your husband to arrive home, you began growing annoyed as the wind kept picking up the bottom of your dress. It was short, and makeshift in a sense, as it was an older dress you had hastily cut up in the name of fashion (and the weather). You were starting to regret it- you really did not want the estate’s staff see the… questionable marks your husband left on your behind the night before.

A blush began to creep up on your face as you recount how his nimble hands worked on your body, causing you to fan yourself faster. As if Barbatos himself saw your predicament, a strong gust of wind suddenly swept through the courtyard, ultimately lifting your dress up to reveal an indecent view. Being so lost in thought your hands tried to rush to pull it down once more, but your clumsy fingers end up dropping your fan in the process.

“Shit…” You cursed quietly, bending your knees so you could pick up the fan without compromising your dignity. As you quickly rise, you eyes caught a glimpse of your husband’s familiar white suit at the gate, filling you with happiness and relief. Making your way towards him, you gave him a welcoming smile and quickly pecked him on his cheek.

“Welcome home, my love.” Your greeting was met with Ayato’s silent gaze, surprising you. Usually, he’d shower you in kisses and affections as soon as he returned, however this time his eyes seemed to scour your entire being, taking in exactly what you were wearing. You find yourself blushing again, realizing that he was indeed checking you out.

“Darling…” His voice was just as low as it was last night, sending shivers down your spine despite the heat. “This dress that you have on is quite small.” He raises a gloved hand to your waist, pulling you closer to him as he leans in and whispers, “Shall we take it off and find a better garment?”

You knew exactly what his words entailed. Despite the growing heat inside and outside of you, you relented; following him as he leads you back into the mansion, hands all but gripping your waist tightly.

Thoma

Thoma’s off days were far and few in between, so today was somewhat of a special occasion. As it had been a while, he wanted to treat you to a date in the city, and who were you to refuse your boyfriend? Especially considering how hardworking he was. You had decided to sweeten the day a little bit by donning the dress you had forgotten about in your closet; it was considerably tighter, and a little short, but nonetheless perfect for the hot Inazuman summer.

As you walked with Thoma through the city, you couldn’t help but notice how flustered he suddenly became. His eyes were constantly darting around the streets, avoiding looking at you, but his hands found themselves barely touching above your ass- he was holding himself back, you knew then. 

Smirking, you usher Thoma to the back of an alleyway and before he could object, pushed him against the wall. Both of you were out of sight, which gave you the perfect opportunity to watch as his green eyes widened when your hands made their way to cup the growing bulge in his pants.

“Ah… are you sure?” He asks apprehensively, though the mischievous glint in your eyes told him everything he knew. Soft whimpers escaped his lips as you kept up your minstrations, his hands positioning themselves under your dress to squeeze your plump cheeks.

“Look at you, already so hard.” You teased, kissing his jaw as he tried to silence himself for fear of getting found out. “Was it my dress, baby? Do you like it that much?” With a feeble nod, he shudders as he feels you undoing his pants and freeing his hardened cock, stroking it with your fingers. 

Sinking to your knees, you grinned up at your pretty boyfriend, who shivers under your touch. If Thoma liked your dress so much, maybe you should consider wearing similar ones more often, especially if it gets your boyfriend as flustered and turned on as this.

Itto

What was it, the third time in the last two weeks? You sigh as you trudged through the city jail, following a guard as you make your way to the cell that currently housed your reckless boyfriend. The oni had gotten himself into trouble with Kujou Sara again, and for what you didn’t want to know; hearing that he was thrown in there for the upteenth time on the day you both agreed to hang out was enough to irritate you beyond belief.

As you neared his cell, you began to hear his boisterous voice carry through the hallway, growing louder and louder accompanied by metal shaking. The guard threw a glance at you, probably feeling a little bad that you somehow ended up as Itto’s girlfriend. Rounding the corner, you’re met with the man himself banging on the cell bars, shouting to his heart's content, stopping only when you came into his line of sight.

“Hey! I told you guys I’m not guilty- hey, babe!” Smiling like an idiot and giving you a big wave, which in spite of your annoyance, you actually found quite cute. Disregarding the fact that he was behind bars. You toss a bag of mora to the guard for the trouble as you drag Itto out of the jail, scolding him repeatedly.

“I told you to stop getting arrested, and where do you end up on the day that we planned to go on a date? Jail!” 

“I told you it wasn’t my fault, babe! I’m sorry- ow!” You continue to chastise him, pulling his ear as you both make your way through the streets, earning a few glances. Once you had him in a secluded alley, you turned towards him and glared, crossing your arms in a huff. Unbeknownst to you, you were highlighting what might’ve been Itto’s favorite part of you by doing so- your chest.

The oni’s mouth was watering as your complaints went into one ear and out the other, preoccupied by your assets- actually, your entire body seemed to entice him this particular day. Surely, it had nothing to do with the cute dress that barely covered your ass, right?

In the midst of your rant, Itto suddenly backs you up against the wall, caging you in his strong arms as he leans down to your height. “Whoa there, sweetcheeks. There’s no need to get so worked up now.” His breath was warm against your face as you stared at him in confusion, unsure of the reason for his mood change. Before you could retort, the oni hoists one of your legs up against his side, leaving your clothed pussy right in the open. 

His fingers get to work right away, rubbing against your slickening folds as he kisses you passionately. Your mind goes blank from the sudden pleasure, only being able to moan into his lips as he toys with your pussy. When he finally pulled away, you had been reduced to a writhing mess underneath him, panting and moaning like a little whore.

“Let me make it up to ya, ‘kay?”

There was supposed to be one more character but I couldn't write anything else so here you guys go lol

also sorry thoma enjoyers i made his criminally short :(((

[ahnaiee]

Pretty Boy

[📃] when you call your boyfriend pretty boy as a way to call him over.

[🖇️] Multiple Characters

[🖋️] Some would be in like, in the first months of your relationship? They would react differently if you've been dating for a while imo

Kaeya | Ayato | Heizou

He's smug about it.

Like, really really smug. He goes to you with the most smugest grin ever.

He immediately knew it was him you were calling, and the way he turned to you made you regret (slightly) what you called him.

"Pretty boy?" He grinned, tilting his head to you and raising a hand to your chin. "Im flattered you think of me like that, dear."

You grimace at his smug grin, and he notices, his smile only growing more.

"Darling, why the grimace?"

You huff at his teasing tone. "I shouldnt have called you that."

"Awe, am i not pretty?"

"Well, no— stop grinning like that. Shut up, stop being smug!"

He will never let you live it down and you will have to hear him brag about you calling him pretty more than once to the people close to him.

(If its Kaeya, Diluc nearly threw him out of the tavern once)

(Ayato has run Thoma's ears off into oblivion about it, despite his "subtlety" in bringing it up)

(and Sara wishes to fire Heizou everytime he brings it up)

Childe | Itto

Beams.

You can see his whole body light up and the way he runs to you with so much excitement.

He picks you up and spins you, earning him a squeal of surprise then a giggle.

"I'm your pretty boy!" He loudly proclaims, putting you down to grin at you.

"Yes, dear, my pretty boy." You repeat with a laugh, and the way he puffs up with pride makes you smile.

"Good, now start calling me that more, baby." He wraps his arms around you and presses a kiss to your lips.

"Im your pretty boy :D!"

You can only laugh at his reaction.

You should call him like that more.

They, just like the other characters however, would brag about it to anyone who would listen.

Scaramouche once summoned lightning at Childe when he won't shut up.

Thoma | Diluc | Gorou | Xiao (slight)

Looks behind him, then at you, then looks behind him again.

He points to himself, blinking in surprise.

"Oh, you mean... me?"

You could only laugh, nodding your head at him.

"Yes, babe. You're pretty boy."

He's red, hurriedly walking towards you. Theres a small, shy smile on his face and although he tries not to show it, he likes being called that.

He wraps his arms around you and brings you to him.

"I like that. Can you call me that more?"

He asks you, muffled and hiding his red face from you by burying his face in the crook of your neck.

You just let out a fond laugh and hug him back.

"Of course, love. I can call you that how many times you want me to."

Should you do it again after that, he would beam, either a big grin or a small, fond smile and immediately head over to you.

He would hug or press a sweet kiss to your forehead or cheek.

He very much is your pretty boy.

©ahnaiee [do not repost, copy, translate, or modify]

[glaxelilly]

Genshin Men - Riding

— Thoma, Itto, Childe, Kaeya, Diluc

Warnings: nsfw, fem!reader, dirty talk, slight dom/sub undertones

Thoma // On his break

When you ride Thoma it’s normally when you both are really desperate for each other in the middle of the day. He’ll go on his lunch break and the two of you will sneak off to a secluded area where you can bounce on his cock. “Fuck baby just like that, yeah. Gotta be quick, okay? Can’t have the Masters finding us.”

Itto // As a reward

When you ride Itto it’s usually because he’s won something and feels like he’s earned it. He love’s just laying back and watching you fuck yourself on his cock, watching your chest bounce and your face become more desperate. It’s the best reward he could ask for. “There you go, baby! Fuck yourself on that cock and make us cum so hard! Then we can go spend my winnings on some food for the gang, sound good?”

Childe // He’s injured

When you ride Childe it’s only ever when he’s hurt. He loves fucking you, taking out his left over adrenaline from fights out on you, but when he’s battered and bruised he can’t. So instead you’ll crawl into his lap and sink your wet heat onto him until you’re both a mess. “F-fuck princess, I should let you do this more often. I’m already about to fill you up, holy shit.”

Kaeya // In his office

When you ride Kaeya it’s usually in an attempt to distract him from his work. Whenever the man does get around to doing the paperwork for the knights, he’s in there for hours. So you walk in there, drop your panties, and straddle him in his desk chair. Once he’s inside of you, you’ll ride him until he can’t focus anymore. “Oh? You’re going to have to do better than that to get me to- oh fuck dear.”

Diluc // Business meeting

When you ride Diluc it’s always after he has a big important meeting. It doesn’t matter if it’s a good or bad meeting, it’s because the situation stresses the redhead out so much that by the end of the day he’s completely wiped out. All he needs is to be as close to you as possible, so you’ll straddle his lap while he hugs you close and ride him with his hands helping guide your hips. “Love you so much angel, so perfect for me. You make me feel so good, so fucking good.

[rexonalapis]

a complete trifecta at last.

[maopll]

Could I request Kaeya, Diluc, Thoma and Ayato with an s/o who, when jealous, stays quiet and nuzzles her face into their chest.

SOLACE

# genshin impact !

⌗:, a/n: I would SQUISH my face into their tits your honour

⌗:, warning: might seem female inclined, mentions if petnames & endearments, lil angst in ayato

⌗:, pairings: kaeya, diluc, thoma, ayato & gn!reader (separately)

You two went out on a date after a long time because moments like these were sparse because of his hectic schedule, hoping to spend a romantic time together only for a random woman to turn your mood sour as they started flirting with your already taken lover....he got the random lady away but your reaction is....

KAEYA —

Less than a dozen words were shared between you two while returning home. Kaeya has never been this tensed about the current situation. He has handled many of these with ease only since they were work related, but with you,it's a different story. He closed the door behind, and when he tried to say sorry, you suddenly tackled him and hid your face in his chest.

He was quite surprised, but his gaze grew soft as he hugged you back, his one hand caressing your head and the other one wrapped tightly around your waist. "Were you jealous dear?" he asked teasingly. "just...stay close to me next time someone approaches..." you said sheepishly, words barely above a whisper, but he heard your words. Your ears and face were almost on fire because of how embarrassed you felt since you got jealous because of just a chance encounter between your lover and a random lady. He let out a hearty laughter and kissed you because of how adorable you were acting. He promises you that he would never abandon you nor be the reason of your tears.

DILUC —

He was tensed and anxious, thinking he might have ruined your once jolly mood with just the appearance of a random woman who you clearly did not like. But oh god...this situation is bad, you weren't even talking nor holding his hand. Once inside the house, he hung his coat and made a beeline towards the shower so that he could think of some words that might make you feel better.

As soon as he stepped foot outside the shower, you wrapped your arms around his neck and nuzzled your neck in his shoulder. He hugged your waist to give you support to lean on since your feet were clearly not touching the ground. His hair still wet, and the towel hung low on his waist. He was surprised by your sudden move. "Dear? you might get wet..." he further nuzzled your face into his neck, "y'know I did not like when you were around that woman...". His eyes grew wide, he was taken aback but he grinned softly. A soft chuckle reverberated from his chest and he softly kissed you on the lips. "why must I talk to another lady when I already have an angel beside me ?". You smiled seeing his lovesick face with a bright red blush akin to the colour of his hair.

THOMA —

He was already tired after all the housework he had to do and now he had to deal with a lady who suddenly started to claim him as hers. He knew your feelings like the back of his hand and he could very well understand that you didn't take the conversation between your lover and that lady very well.

It was already quite late into the night. While on your way he decided to confront you at the bridge in inazuma city. " [name]...did I offend you somehow ? please don't be angel I'm sorry.." Although you two share a lot with eachother and believed that none of you would cheat, he knew you felt jealous inside and being the good boyfriend he is he wanted to comfort his dearest the most. "so let me make it up to you plea—" before he could finish his sentence you kissed him, rather roughly, but that familiar love was eminent. "there...don't be sorry over everything...you couldn't have possibly guessed her trying to make a move on you yeah?". You held him close to you by his neck. "but! I still do deserve to be cuddled...I hope you are not going to take back your words babe?". He heartily laughed at your so adorable and sweet behaviour. How can he refuse the wishes of his beloved when you are acting so cute.

AYATO —

"dear? are you still mad at me?" he would quietly ask but your mind was still occupied with the idea of ayato with someone other that yourself. You loved him dearly and he reciprocated the same feelings to you. But you could never forget the difference in status and power between you two. Although he promised to not let the barrier of status in society hinder your relationship, you couldn't help but feel worried and sad more than jealous. However, you had to admit that you were, truly, jealous.

"Love?" he said a little loudly "I've been trying to call you..what happened?". Your mind has been so preoccupied the last few minutes that you didn't realise you were at Chinju forest. You abruptly hugged him, wrapping your arms around his neck. "ayato, you'd never leave me right? you will always love me right?" you said softly but the pain evident in your voice. He knows you like the back of his hand. He caressed you back carefully and whispered in your ear with gentleness "I am forever yours darling" he turned his eyes to look at you "now dry those tears, you know how I would do anything for you". His words provided you faith. You cracked a smile on your lips "now my darling looks beautiful!" he kissed you on the lips and you once again resumed the journey towards your humble abode.

[luxthestrange]

G.I Incorrect Quotes#76 Been there,Done that-

Thoma*Helping you to be more consistent in your house care...or well teapot house care*-To help you be more efficient you could do a “Done” list instead of a “To-Do” list!

Y/n: I see…*Writes "Thoma" on the list*

Thoma*Blushing and sighs with a slight groan*...Ah-

[dxstopiaa]

Sinful Syllables

Synopsis: Name-spelling never exposed your lover’s dirty secrets like this before. [18+ drabbles]

Characters: Thoma, Ayato, Childe and Dottore x Fem! Reader! <3

Warnings: Pure NSFW content, interact at your own risk. [Content: Oral giving and receiving, Impact Play, Exhibitionism, Humiliation.] [ exposed myself with dottore’s part (>////<) ? ]

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Thoma

Toys

“Ah—Dear! Please, Stop!” His muffled whines were whispered into your ear. Poor Thoma, he tried so hard to resist whatever scandalous plans you had, just for you, yet you’re pushing him to his limit. That vibrating cock ring you had begged him to try— the housekeeper was doing his best to not cum in his boxers, it would be more to add to his already busy schedule. You chuckled lightly as he almost collapsed onto you, opting to guide him to the bedroom to give him his long awaited reward.

Humiliation

He knew you still had some decency not to take the teasing too far in-front of the Kamisato clan, but that doesn’t mean you never done so. You think it’s adorable when he stifles a moan beside you when sitting together, rubbing your hand over his clothed erection. The worst part is that the other maids gave him a questionable look. Embarrassment glowed on his cheeks, covering his face from shame. He couldn’t believe how he had let you reduce him to such a state, maybe it’s that gorgeous grin on your lips—the ones he wanted to kiss so badly.

Oral

He’s inexperienced with giving oral— it’s messy and experimental but it never fails to have you cumming over his tongue from every sloppy kiss to your clit. You’re latching onto his golden hair, tugging on it with every wave of euphoria which hit you, pulling his face flush in-between your thighs. He’s treated you so well, this gesture should be reciprocated too, no? You’d trail your lips over his tip, sucking and licking the sensitive slit of his. Thoma whines and groans whilst you begin to deepthroat his cock, relishing in the feeling of your warm mouth.

Moaning

Thoma makes the prettiest noises— drag your tongue over his nipples and he’ll be whining and whimpering, run sloppy kisses over the tip of his dick and you’ll have a moaning mess of a man beneath you. Each touch of yours flowed pleasurably through his body like water and electricity, he’s always very sensitive. Don’t forget the pleads and broken begs he stutters out when you edge him for the first time, increasing in volume and desperation as minutes passed. “Ah..! Continue, i beg of you!”

Authority

While he is a switch, he’s more on the submissive side. Why you ask? He’s always so busy with his duties he longs for the scenario where he can just let go of himself for once. Your boyfriend is extremely tired once he comes back to you after a day’s work, so much so that he allows you to do whatever you want to him. Ride him? Sure, Thoma adores the way your body slides up and down his cock, evidently with his breathy moans. Just want to cuddle and cockwarm him? That’s completely fine too, he’ll fall asleep with you closer than ever. Some occasions he’ll be dominant with you if you’ve been teasing him for so long, but he always eventually ends up following your every command.

Ayato

Authority

Most definitely dominant, the commissioner prefers to be in control as he knows exactly how to make the both of you feel good. No doubt about it, he finds it endearing how you want to try and top him, but one way or another you’ll be beneath him, punished for trying to tease too much. Whether you want Ayato to be soft or rough, he’ll cater to your desires, just leave it all to him. He will send tides of delight wherever you wish so, on your delicate pussy or your pretty breasts.

Yearning

He tries ever so hard to concentrate on the documents on the table in-front of him, but the longer he stares, the more that unholy image of your unclothed body on the very same desk reappears. His dick throbbed against the tight constraints of his suit trousers, making it even more of a challenge to focus. The friction of his hand trailing up his cock reminded him of your ass grinding against his thigh whilst he’s working— it almost compelled him to invite you to his office himself. Only a few more minutes and he’ll have his way with you.

Addiction

He’s addicted to your soft pants whenever he’s pumping in and out of you—such beautiful noises from his beloved, but ever sinful. It’s futile really, you’re begging to the Celestia above that he’ll let you have your release, you should be praying to him instead. No issue though, Ayato can just fuck you harder and rougher until you realise your mistake and begin to sing melodic pleads to your fiancé instead. He deserves your attention, he supposes.

Threesome

“Relax, princess.” He coos, sending your discomfort upon feeling a second dick resting against your ass. Ayato had proposed the concept of his hydro silhouette mere minutes ago, but the idea hadn’t processed through yet from how hard he was fucking you, reducing your mind to a numb, stimulated mess. The unusual yet not unpleasant sensation of the sly mimic sliding his cock between your soft thighs before thrusting into pace beside your fiancé left you desperate for more and more. A mix of hydro and cum leaked down your legs and poured out from your cunt when they both finished inside you, the silhouette disappeared after Ayato dismissed it, he’d rather put his strength into caring for your exhausted body.

Orgasm

He knows you’re close, he can feel your wet pussy clenching him so tightly. Your moans grew in volume, as did your back arch into Ayato’s bare chest. Does he let you finish, or should be edge you till he’s the one cunning first? Both offers are so, so tempting that the Yashiro commissioner can’t make his mind up. If he’s feeling generous enough that day, he would ask you which you’d prefer. If he’s in a teasing mood, he’ll do the exact opposite of what you ask him, adoring those groans of frustration from your pouty lips. Perhaps you should ask nicely.

Childe

Cum

If there was one place Tartaglia loved to cum, it would be inside of you. Your pussy clenching around his cock in a desirous objective to keep his hot load within you. It was difficult for your boyfriend not to get hard again from how eager you were to please him. His cum is definitely thick and there’s a substantial amount of it—yet it doesn’t take long at all for him to spill all of it wherever he wants. Whether it’s all over his hands whilst showering, thinking of your ass bouncing against his hips or over your breasts, he can’t go a day or two without relieving himself.

Hypersexual

Sex was on his mind constantly, his mind often wanders to your body whilst he’s in important meetings or simply when you’re sleeping beside him. It pains him to have to conceal his hardness; it was something the immature man was yet to learn. Of course, he’d always ask you if you’re comfortable with his high-maintenance libido, just for you he’d be willing to learn self control. Don’t leave him waiting for too long though, or the next time he’ll be pumping into you for hours.

Impregnation

Everyone knows how fond Childe is of familial bonds— he adores the day he’ll be able to greet his children when he arrives from work, dedicating as much time as he can to being a good father. So expect to be held into a mating press with his dick, for once, slowly and carefully moving along your walls, ensuring he hits your cervix so he can fill it with as much of his seed as possible. He lusts over your soft moans, it tells the young harbinger exactly how contented you feel and how deep he’s reaching. Bonus for your husband if you beg him for his cum, he’ll have you in all possible positions to ensure all his sperm can reach your womb.

Lingerie

It’s not a new discovery that Tartaglia has the overflowing income he can spend without any worry. Why not buy you something to pamper yourself with whilst he’s here? Red’s his favourite colour to see, it looks so gorgeous on you. Lace, silk and frills are no exception to these garments, they’ll always be personalised to match you to so that he gets hard just thinking about it. He absolutely adores you teasing him by sitting on his lap or bending over in that skimpy short robe to reveal your delicate panties. So much so that he’ll just move them to the side when he fucks you.

Dacryphillia

Glossy, tear-ridden eyes greet his lusty ones as you try your best to keep it hidden. Cute, but it doesn’t work. Tartaglia will keep thrusting deeper and deeper until the droplets of salty water descend your flushed cheeks. Your pants and cries of it all being too much go unheard—no, ignored even, your boyfriend is too busy overstimulating you. “Awe, it’s alright, princess, at least you know how good i make you feel…mhm?”

Energy

A well-fought harbinger, determined in battle, you can’t expect him to be any less energetic in bed, can’t you? Childe can run on pure lust alone, he disregards any tiredness with the motive of chasing out every last orgasm you have for him. Most nights, expect around three, lengthy rounds—if you’ve managed to work him up or fill him with jealousy, oh no. Be prepared to be bred and fucked until you’re rendered half-unconscious from the pleasure. “Exhausted already, love? Ah, that won’t do, you’ve got more stamina than that, i know you do.”

Dottore

Diversiform

It was all just too much — your pretty mouth stretched open to accommodate for your husband’s cock whilst your delicate hands smoothed over his clones’ either side of you, their grunts drowning out your own cries of ecstasy. Not to mention the lookalike who was pounding deep inside of you, fucking you roughly with each chasmic thrust. Dottore cackled, chanting a compound of praise and coos. He should suggest his lewd ideas more often, he suggests. “Hah, love…just like that, my wife.”

Oral

Your lips were coated in his cum and saliva— Dottore would pull you up by your collar to taste himself from your sore lips, moaning loudly when you’d try to grind against him whilst you temporarily sat on his lap. It was an endless cycle of trying to fit his length into your warm mouth, tears rolling down your cheeks whilst gagging as he had thrusted too far down your throat. Your knees would be scarlet and bruised afterwards— but he knew you liked it rough anyways.

Toys

As, perhaps, the most skilled ‘engineer’ within Teyvat, the proposal of toys had been brought up countless times. Though of course, not without some modifications. Dottore often sat a few feet away, stroking his calloused hand over his dick whilst you pleasured yourself with his inventions. A phallic-shaped piece ravaging your walls, the automatic movement proving too rapid for your limits. Tears collected in the corner of your eyes, hiccuping whilst begging your beloved to fill you up instead. He merely huffed, accelerating the speed once more.

Tentacles

It wasn’t uncustomary for the harbinger to introduce all sorts of new fantasies, but upon witnessing you indulging in such filthy… aquatic novels, he had decided to treat you a little. Hence why you were strewn across his bed, tendrils from who knows where filling you up, the slimy appendages slithering over your clit and pumping against your already full cervix whilst you writhed and moaned, clasping onto Dottore’s hand as he relished in the obscene sounds. You were abandoned in the realm of overstimulation, barely able to slur some muffled pleads from your lips whilst the array of suction cups continued to suck on your sensitive nipples.

Objection

Tears threatened to spill from your glossy eyes when your beloved pulled out right before you reached your climax. He loved watching you force yourself back against his cock, your soft thighs hitting his own in desperation. So cute, maybe he should just let you have your release. On second thought, he recalls your bratty behaviour earlier and the doctor decides your punishment hasn’t finished just yet.

Restraints

Your husband ponders that you look beautiful like this— thick leather straps pulling and coercing your plush thighs open, swerving around your breasts and ass, squeezing them ever so slightly. The mere appearance of the constraints pulling you into submission has him painfully hard whilst he imagines everything he could do to you right now.

Embarrassment

“Look at you, already making a mess of yourself…” The doctor frowned, fucking the disobedience from your body mercilessly whilst he ignored your mewls of humiliation. He just loved seeing your strained expression, retaining as much dignity as you could when you’re literally being stared at by a trio of flustered, lusty fatui agents. The harbinger continued to cackle spontaneously at you, who trying ever so hard not to disappoint her dear husband. Dottore continued to pinch and suck your sensitive nipples whilst he rammed into you over and over again, so much so that you no longer cared who was observing.

[orbitalmoonrat]

Saw the thoma and diluc concept designs for the genshin birthday art

went insane so I had to draw

[gayassbish]

Genshin Siblings’ Reactions to Their Sister Having a Girlfriend!

Genre: Fluff, slight crack, (minor Angst in Jean and Barbara’s part)

Reader: Female*

Characters: Ayato & Thoma with Ayaka, Lyney & Freminet with Lynnett, Jean with Barbara, and Extra! Aether with Lumine

Ayato & Thoma-

On a typical evening when Ayato was finishing his daily quota and Thoma was doing his last rounds around the residence, Ayaka boldly enters in, hand in hand with you.

Ayato immediately takes notice, wondering ‘who tf is this bitc-‘ Kidding, he’s just like ‘who are you?’ in his head. And Thoma smirks, as if he already knows something.

The thing is, Ayaka decided to come out to Ayato when she would eventually have a girlfriend to introduce to him.

So when Ayaka asks if the four of you could have dinner together, with her new “friend,” Ayato instantly thinks something is up. His main suspicions are that you ran away from home with your raggedy looking- But he is worried you’re either homeless or in danger. Not really thinking Ayaka wants to introduce a friend, not even taking notice of the way Ayaka looks at you, and not noting your body language around her.

After introductions, the four of y’all are sat around the square table (Kotatsu). Thoma brings a cake with writing saying, ‘Yay! You’re Gay,’ in frosting but it slips pass Ayato as he doesn’t take his eyes off you two.

Once Thoma sits down, Ayaka clears her throat and breaks the big news. “Okay… big brother please don’t be mad. I know you wanted me to remain single for the rest of my life and be lonely till the ends of time-“

Ayato interrupts, not happy with the accusation that is thrown at him. “What? What nonsense why would I want you to be alone? They would just have to be a sensible guy-“

“Ugh! would you let me finish?” Ayaka rolls her eye and interrupts her big brother back. Thoma gives you a soft smile, mouthing the words ‘You better get used to this.’ “Anyways.. like I was saying. I found someone and they’re not a guy so-” Ayaka turns to look at you and Ayato’s jaw drops.

“You’re not homeless?” Ayato exclaims, shock and surprise written on his face. Evidently, the news for Ayaka and you together hasn’t hit him yet.

“Ayato!” Thoma and Ayaka yell simultaneously, while you laugh. Ayato almost looks embarrassed at his words, but you chime in before he can say anything else stupid.

“No, but I am your sisters girlfriend if you’re okay with that…” You look to Ayaka and give her hand a squeeze. She’s been pretty nervous about this whole meeting and stressing about how her overprotective brother would take it. Therefore she came out to Thoma before hand and asked if he would be willing to help break the news to him.

Ayaka and Thoma eagerly eat up Ayato’s reaction. “So.. you won’t be pregnant right?”Ayato nods to himself. And everyone but him deadpans. “Yea, I’m okay with this. Why wouldn’t I be?” He smiles at y’all and watches how his sister gleams.

Ayaka runs over the table to give her brother a hugeee hug. “Oh my god! Ugh I can’t believe I was scared to tell you!.” Ayato gives his sister a hug back and she sits back down.

“Wait.. Thoma?” Ayato looks to the blonde who’s already laughing. “Did you-?”

“Know? Yea… look at the cake I made buddy.” Thoma points to the clearly rainbow colored cake. “It’s a fruit cake. To celebrate this fruity day.” Thoma explains all excited and quite proud of his work.

“Well I see that now.. gosh.” Ayato mumbles and digs in. He slices different pieces for everyone.

The rest of dinner ends in laughter and more of Ayato’s dumb questions. Like “how do women fu-“Where did you guys meet,” and “Who confessed first,” as both Ayato and Thoma anxiously hear your story.

P.S. Ayato’s biggest fear is that Ayaka would get swept up by some dead beat guy and boom hed become an uncle one day, so he’s really happy you’re here to prevent that hypothetical nonsense.

Lyney & Freminet-

When Lynnett calls her brothers out for a cup of tea, they immediately think something must be wrong.

After all, Lynnett never plans meetings. She doesn’t have too since they all live in the same house.

So they conspire with one another for the reason for this meeting on the way to the cafe. And when they enter the building and see their shy Lynnett laughing and giggling, sat next to someone… Lyney’s first thought is, ‘who is this clone of Lynnett?’ And Freminent looks as if he’s lost his marbles. After all, everyone that Lynnett knows, the brothers already know… well almost everyone, until you stringed along.

They both know that their sister likes women. So you being a girl is no surprise. Mainly because Lynnett’s not the most discrete about her likings. If she likes something, they’ll find herself in her own world staring at the object of her desire or find herself obsessed with it, like tea. (Actually I think that’s just a bRiTisH thing.)

Anywho, neither of the siblings have EVER seen Lynnett like this and their eyes immediately trace to the cause of her giddy behavior. You.

Lyney hesitates a minute before asking,“Uhhh Lynnett?” Lynnett turns to look at her twin, who wears a nervous smile. Lyney swears he feels a shiver down his spine, still not fully convinced the girl, who looks like an identical copy of him, is his sister. “Who that?” He points to you, so shocked he forgot his manners.

“Lyney! Don’t be rude! This is Y/N.” She turns to you, “my girlfriend.” Freminent’s shock didn’t show on his face until now, and Lyney is still in confusion. “I called the two of you here to introduce you guys since Y/N will be around more often.” She takes a sip of her cup of tea, “But that was it, so you guys can leave now.” She smiles and was about to continue talking to you as Lyney and Freminent both immediately pull up a chair.

“Waiter, two cinnamon teas please!” Lyney gets the worker’s attentions and turns back to Lynnett, “Oh we are soo here to stay.” Freminent nods vigorously in agreement and Lynnett sighs.

“Exactly! You can’t just introduce her to us and not tells us anything!” Freminent exclaims, crossing his arms over his chest as he huffs.

Lynnett warned you that they might not take the news too well. It’s been the three of them for god knows how long, and she didn’t think they’d be ready to see her get onto the next phase in her life with you.

But you told her this meeting would be good for the both of you. She wouldn’t have to be so cautious with you around the city anymore and could finally get rid of the rope she used for you climb through her window and meet her. Plus it was about high time her siblings knew about the two of y’all together.

“They have a point Lynnett. How can they accept us if they barley know me?” You look at her and she frowns. She just didn’t want to put you through the trouble of her brothers eating at your head :(. “Please,” You ask her earnestly and she sighs.

“Fine. Out with it you two. What do you want to know?” Lynnett glares at them, communicating with her eyes to not ask anything rude. “You don’t have to answer anything you don’t want to.” She whispers to you and you squeeze her hand in reassurance.

“Oh me first!” Lynnett raises his hand to beat Freminent who slides back into his seat. “Why do you love my sister?” He analyzes you, preparing what he will say if you give him a bad answer.

“Well..” The brothers lean in to hear your answer. “What’s there not to love?” You say with a small chuckle. “But if I had to pick some of my favorite things about her it would have to be… how she looks at me… and how she tries to make sure I’m always okay in her own way. But I think the thing I love the most about her… is her independence.” You look to Lynnett who’s already blushing.

Freminent and Lyney look at eachother and it’s as if they come to an understanding that maybe you really are right for her. They usually aren’t so quick to trust someone at face value with some words, but they know. Lynnett has a wall around people and doesn’t let it down around just anyone. They trust that their sister is good at figuring out people’s good intentions from wrong, and if she’s opened her heart to you. Then they trust her. They trust her judgement of you.

“Well, I’ll admit thats not a bad answer.” Lyney rumbles, rubbing his neck, not so happy with his defeat.

“But I have one last question.” Freminent asks and the attention turns to boy who’s remained mostly quiet throughout this discussion. “It’s a really important one.” He looks to both Lyney and Lynnett, and it’s as if they both already know what he’s about to ask.

“Of course. Ask anything. I’m an open book.” You say with a calm smile.

Freminent takes a deep breath, “If you want to be a part of this family then… do you promise that no matter what you hear… or what you learn.. you’ll try to see things from our side?” All three of them look eagerly towards you.

Lynnett has told you seldom about her life outside of magic, but you know in your heart that no matter what, Lynnett will always be someone you cannot live without.

“We all have a story don’t we? …When you trust me enough to tell me yours, I know that no matter what I hear or see… I will wait for however long it takes to hear that story before coming to any sort of judgement.” You say softly, looking at them all and see the brothers tense figures lighten. When you turn back to Lynnett, her eyes tell you everything you need to know and how touched she is.

“Well shit.” Lyney says. “Welcome to the family.” He exclaims, and their drinks have arrived. The rest of the lunch continues with the exchanging of stories from embarrassing moments Lynnett’s had as a child to great epic moments of the high time in their careers. Though they don’t talk anymore about their past, you know when the time is right the occasion will come. :)

P.S. POV: You actually infiltrated their family to learn their magic tricks >:)

Jean-

When Jean patrols Mondstat’s forests for any lurking danger, she sees her sister sitting next to someone on dock of the lake. Their legs dangling and feet touching the water. She was about to walk up to say hi until she sees her sister kiss the person next to her.

Jean drops her sword and a loud thud startles both you and Barbara as the two of you turn around to look at the cause of the sound, only to find the shocked expression of the Acting Grand Master.

“Sister!” Barbara looks as if she’s seen a ghost and gets up to run to her.

“Wait Barbara your shoes-“ You get cut off by Jean running away and Barbra chasing after her.

You sigh, grabbing Barbara’s shoes and wearing yours, while following the shouting of the ladies. You even pick up Jean’s sword that she’s left on the floor.

You and Barbara haven’t been together for very long, but you’re both serious about each other. However, every time you would mention if it’s time to introduce each other to one another’s family, Barbara would avoid the topic. You later learned it was cause Barbara’s sister is extremely overprotective of her.

And it makes sense after all. Barbara has been known to have stalkers and crazy fans (IFHY ALBERT). You yourself know how naive Barbara can be at times and how she doesn’t really take the best care of herself. After all, most of the time you’re picking up after her.

You find the sisters deep into the forest. Barbara sitting down on a rock, her pale feet covered in mud and gunk. And Jean pacing back and forth with a hand messing up her pony tail.

“I can’t believe you went behind my back!” Jean shouts. “A girlfriend? Seriously Barbara? Do you think you’re mature enough to be in a relationship? Do you think that girl is trustworthy?” Jean turns to her sister.

“How dare you! Y/N is a great partner and we’re doing really good! And I’ve learned so much being with her than I have before!…Gosh I knew you were going to react like this so I hid it from you.” Barbara continues the shouting, but then starts to weep and Jean sighs. Jean hates it when her sister cries. And she hates it even more when she’s the one who makes her sister cry.

“Oh Barbara, please don’t cry-“ Jean kneels down, about to wipe her tears.

“Tell me, is it just a thing in your family to leave your stuff everywhere?” You interrupt, and the stark difference in their reactions almost makes you laugh.

Barbara exclaims your name and runs up to give you a hug, while Jean stands back up and crosses her arms over her chest. She wears a furrowed brow on her face to match the tense body language.

“You got mud all over you.” You tell Barbara softly and Barbara giggles. Once she lets go of the hug, you kneel down to clean her feet with a cloth. You put her shoes on her as well, and when you stand back up, you’re met with a distraught look on Jean’s face. “Here. Your sword.” When you walked to her to hand it back to her, Jean looks even more lost.

Jean, for the past years, has been the one taking care of her sister all the time. And though what you did just now might seem small, Jean didn’t even notice her sister was walking around barefoot. ‘What if Barbara got a thron stuck in her foot and her whole leg got infected?’ She beats herself up about not noticing sooner.

“Thank you,” Jean speaks very softly. Almost as if she’s trying to counteract for her shouting earlier.

“Don’t mention it,” You give her a genuine smile. You get where the older sister is coming from after all. “Now, how do we resolve this?” You look at both the sisters.

Barbara walks closer to where you and Jean stand. “Jean… I know I’m asking a lot from you to accept us given how bad I can be at judging people… but I swear. I swear on Barbatos that Y/N is a good person.” She looks at you and you smile. You can’t help yourself but to pat her head.

“Jean, I know how worried you must be. You’ve just seen your little sister being affectionate with some random stranger… but I promise you that this random stranger.. will take even better care of Barbara than you have over the years.” You make a challenge to yourself at Jean and she finally loosens up.

Jean exhales deeply. And shakes her head at how she jumped to conclusions about you.“I will take you up on that.” She looks at Barbara and then at you and noticed how she hasn’t really seen Barbara this happy and free in a while. Being stressed AF runs in the their family and she tells herself that maybe you’re good for her Barbara. And that maybe it’s time to let her sister experience the world for herself, without Jean’s watchful eye. “But.. I think we’re all do for a shower and a proper dinner after. I have many questions.” You and Barbara agree, sticky from the lake and the humid air as the three you guys walk back.

But this time instead of someone running away from another, someone shouting, and someone crying, you guys walk together. This marks the new beginning of getting to know each other and the rest of your lives.

P.S. Even if Jean ended up accidentally slaying your ass out of anger, C6 Barbara would’ve brought you back <3

A/N: I did a Barbara version where Jean introduces you as her girlfriend but I second guessed myself thinking that might be weird after I did the Jean version… (._.)

Aether-

Aether doesn’t believe his sister got a partner before he did. Questions his rizz. The end ;)

Kidding, he doesn’t even know his sister has a girlfriend because he hasn’t found her-

A/N: How do people write traveller?? What even is their personality, like are they pretty? Yes. Do they speak? No. What do you guys go off of?? [・_・?]

11/08/2023

[shomixremix]

Dates they like ♡︎

okay so i just found out that in version 4.5 there will be an itto AND a neuvillette banner (christmas came early) so i will gt a chance to pull for neuvi and even though i already have c2 arataki, c3 can't hurt hehe

I'M SO EXCITED!! i immediatelly had to write something for the both of them!!

i'd love to hear some of your ideas so feel free to request!!

tags: Itto, Neuvillette, Thoma, Wriotheslay, female! reader, fluff, kissing, smut, overstimulation, riding, pussyeating

-> your boyfriend would love to spend time with you anywhere and doing anything, yet he does have his preferences on how to spend that time. all dates with you are always amazing, but there's always that one activity he likes the most.

reqs open ♡︎ | minors DNI

-> itto

"itto! stop moving so much, you'll smudge them!" you exclaim as you paint the oni's nails. he stills immediately, watching as you paint his left thumb a beautiful, crimson color.

"sorry, love bug! i just wanted a kiss, sweets, you look so freakin' good and i need to let my baby know she's fuckin' gorgeous!" he exclaims through a roar, throwing his arms around you. you screech at him:

"ITTO! your nails!"

his eyes turn wide as he pulls his hands back quickly, giving you an apologetic smile.

"oh, shit, sorry baby! i'll be good, i swear, i'll stay still and quiet, i promise. oni's honor and word!"

you smile as your boyfriend really does keep his word and stills, allowing you to paint more efficiently.

"there, all done! want the gold sparkly top coat, hon?"

"uhh, duh! 'f course i do, baby! gotta be nice and shiny, like you, yeah?"

painting nails in the comfort of your home in inazuma city was always one of itto's favorite dates. with snacks prepared, you two would spend hours in each other's arms with you just painting his sharp claws. then, you'd let him paint yours - even though you would always have to fix them later. sometimes, when he would ask, you'd paint his horns, which you were pretty sure he only asked you to do so you'd sit on his lap.

"there! all done, babe! you like them, arataki?" you smile as he pulls you into his arms, twirling you around in the air like you were weightless.

"hell yeah, love bug! i love 'em! and i love you too, sweets! thanks for doing this f' me. now c'mere so i can kiss those pretty lips"

♡︎

one of his favorite parts of having freshly done nails, on both you and him, was how good they looked sliding against bare skin.

"mmm.. yeah, yeah! that's good, s' fuckin' good, yeah? yeahhh, you just keep on scratching your pretty little nails down my back, yeah, baby? shit, sweets... just like that, fuck!" he groaned into your skin as he fucked you into your matress. your arms roamed his big back and shoulders, gently caressing him with your newly painted nails. you left scratch marks, clawing at his skin with every hard thrust he pumped in you.

his own newly-painted claws slid down to the fat of your ass, greedily kneeding and squeezing everywhere. the sounds echoing of the walls of your bedroom are lewd yet make your mind spin.

"ohhhh, itto! itto, baby, feels so freakin' good! mhphh!" you moan as he fucks you like there's no tomorrow, his fat cock bullying that one spot inside you that made you see stars. your hands run to his hair, pleasantly scratching his skull with your messily-painted matching red nails. he groans at this, his hips stuttering as his pumps get sloppier.

"mmhh, fuck!" he mutters as he suddenly loses his composure and messily comes, fucking you through it with desparate little thrusts. he falls on you in exhaustion, enjoying how you still soothe him with your hands.

"mphhr, love bug.." he melts under your touches, still overly sensitive from his orgasm. you coo praises in his ear as you continue comforting him, his hands soothing your bare skin in return.

archons, he loves those nails.

-> neuvillette

"am i... doing this correctly?" he asks unsurely, gently gathering your hair in his palms and twisting it around.

"heh, no, love. you need to separate three strands and than braid" you say gently, sitting with your legs crossed just a little in front of him. neuvillette hesitates for a moment, still just gently petting your head.

"could you show me again, mon amour?"

you knew damn well that was just an excuse for you to play with his long, silver hair as you braid it. you still did it, of course, never the one to deny your boyfriend pets and cuddles. you knew that playing with his hair has always been one of his favorite past-time activities.

his long hair flowed against your fingertips like a river, strong and yet beautiful. you tangled your hands in it, massaging his skull a little. finally, you separate it in three thick strands and start gently braiding.

"mmm" he hummed, immensily enjoying your touches, "i must admit this hairstyle looks quite nice, mon cherie. you will have to do my hair everyday for court trails"

you chuckle, finishing his braid and tying it with a blue ribbon.

"sure, neuvi, if that's what you'd like"

you turn to face him, sitting in front of him.

"would you like to try now?"

he smiles, placing a feathery kiss on your neck as he removed your hair from it.

"sure"

♡︎

there were multiple reasons why neuvillete loved when you would play with or braid his long hair and when he would play with yours, and one of them was that he could pull on it during your love making.

"mhhhphhr.." you mewl as he's got you on all fours, pounding into you from the back and keeping a tight grip on your hair, which was braided messily by his inexperienced hands.

"mh, fuck, little one, you feel incredible.."

he'd hold onto your hair tight, thrusting hard and slow inside so you'd feel every inch of him. sometimes he'd pull you back by your hair, like a leash, you thought, but only when you move and squirm too much. then, once he pulls on it just enough to get you to arch your back and never too much to hurt you, he'd bottom out inside you and let out a pleasured sigh.

he really loved your hair.

but he also really loved you pulling on his.

when he was in between your plushy thighs, face buried in your folds and pleasuring you endlessly, you'd tangle your fingers in his soft hair and try to pull him closer but push him away in the same time from how good it felt.

"ahh! neuvi! ohhh, neuvi~!"

and when you'd finally finish with an ego-rising scream of his name, allowing him to taste all of your sweetness and squeeze him real tight, that's when neuvillette felt the greatest.

-> thoma

"welcome home, babe!" your boyfriend chirped as you entered your shared home, surprised to see a fully made dinner on the table.

"oh, hey, hon! what's all this?" you ask, setting down your bag and removing your shoes as you walk to him.

"nothing, i just thought to surprise you with a few of your favorite dishes! i finished all of my work early in the kamisato estate, so i thought i could do something nice for you!"

you throw your arms around the blonde's neck, kissing his cheek.

"aww, thoma, sweetie, you didn't have to!" he laughs and rubs his neck humbly as you praise him, big green eyes watching you take in the table filled with many delicious meals - including his famous rice cake soup.

"mmmm... this all looks and smells amazing! i can't wait to try it all!"

he smiles, wrapping an arm around your shoulders.

"well you know food is my love language!"

it was true - more than anything, thoma liked showing you how much he cared for you through delicious meals he'd prepare for the both of you, when you could just eat and chatter the night away.

♡︎

even though he loved preparing you dinners to eat, he loved having you for desert even more. good lord barbados, you were the single most delicious thing he ever tasted...

"mmmphhh..." he moaned into your needy pussy as he ate you out like a man starved, physically unable to move. thoma was truly a pussydrunk man, addicted to the taste of your slick on his tongue.

you were spread out on your dining table with your legs far apart, with your boyfriend nestled between your slick-covered thighs that were now also covered in love-bites. your slick stuck to his chin as he ate you out, but did he care at all? no. no, he did not.

the taste of your folds in his mouth was far more important.

you couldn't imagine how much pleasure this was giving him - he could've came just by giving you oral, letting his dick make a sloppy mess of his pants even though untouched. impossibly hard and leaking precum like crazy, thoma tried releasing some of that tention by rubbing himself through his pants, whimpers and whines being sent from his mouth straight to your pretty cunt.

he sucked and sucked and kissed like you were his last meal, never wanting this to end and for you two to go to bed. actually, he did want to go to bed - but only because you'd be able to ride his face there.

and when the boiling hot knot inside you finally becomes too much and it snaps, thoma can't hold it in much longer. he greedily laps up all you give him like a dog in heat, overstimulating you as his tongue fucks way after you've already came down from your high. at the feeling of your cum in his mouth thoma comes as well, shooting rope after rope of white in his own pants, a little ashamed of the fact. his hips rut into the air as if he's trying to help himself through it or at least to stop - but he can't, he can't stop coming, not when you taste that good.

-> wriotheslay

"the weather is so nice today..." he hummed as he held your hand, lazily lounging on the checkered blanket.

as the duke of the fortress of meropide, wriotheslay rarely gets to go out and experience the warmth of the sun or the falling of the rain. which is exactly why outdoor dates were always his favorite - doing anything with you, his favorite person, while feeling the fresh air and the gentle breeze was his idea of best-spent time.

"sure is" you laugh, dressed only in your swimsuit as you lounge with your lover on a secret, deserted beach in the beryl region. it was always so private and quiet here, perfect for a couple desperately in need of intimacy...

"wrio, honey..."

"hm?"

"we should really do this more often... i missed having you like this..." you mumble in his skin as you lounge on his bare chest, pressing lazy kisses up his jaw and neck.

wriotheslay snickers, caressing your back with the tips of his fingers.

"i agree, doll. trust me, if i could, i'd never leave here, yeah? just you and me, forever..."

you sigh, reminded again how busy the both of you were. your boyfriend notices, getting up with you in his arms.

"wanna swim now, baby?"

♡︎

but when you return from the water, wet and your bodies pressed tight against each other, wriotheslay can't help but not sit you on his lap on your warmed blanket, sinking himself inside you inch by inch. once he bottoms out he lays back, one hand behind his head and the other holding your hip.

"you know what to do, doll"

you nod eagerly, your palms on his chest for support as you start to sink down on him hard and fast, trying to fuck yourself on his cock.

"there you go... ahh, fuck, baby..." he moans at how you take him and your chest swells in pride.

you whimper and mewl at how good he feels as his hands soothe your sides, comforting you from the slight stretch of his fat cock in your tight pussy.

"can't... wrio... too much..!" you complain with quivering lips, yet he doesn't make any effort to stop, bouncing you on his lap.

"shhh.... i know you can, doll, you've had me inside so many times, and it always fits. try a little harder, baby"

you give it your all to thrust back on his cock but nothing helps until he rolls his hips into yours, finally helping you. soon it all becomes far too much and you cry out, falling on his chest as you tighten and spasm around him while you come. wriotheslay quickly follows, filling you up untill you're shaking from the overstimulation in his arms.

something about outdoor dates, especially outdoor sex, drove him wild.

[nogenderbee]

♡˗ˏ✎*ೃ˚ 𝕄𝕪 𝕨𝕠𝕣𝕝𝕕 ₊˚ˑ༄

*ੈ✩‧₊˚ @kataba request: Before requests close, could I request Thoma, Ayato, Neuvillette, and Wriothesley being told they're their s/o's whole world?

*ੈ✩‧₊˚ Yes, of course! I made one-shot format and with reader kinda confessing or blurting it out... so hopefully this'll suit you too!

*ੈ✩‧₊˚ fluff

Thoma was honestly so purely kind for you. Despite just coming back from work, he still willingly helped you with small cleaning at your place. You knew it was a bit messy and could probably take care of it alone, but he didn't seem to take no for an answer.

He was just softly humming as he calmly did the dishes for you. It was the last thing that needed cleaning and he was stubborn enough to make you sit down while he finishes it.

Using the moment and your boredom, you layed on your hand and looked at him with gentle smile. He's doing so much for you... so you might as well drop small compliment that'll hopefully make his day!

"You're like... my whole world, you know?"

You could hear your boyfriend slightly chuckle as he dried his hands. Despite him not being turned your way, you just knew your words had to cause him at least a little blush.

"Well... why thank you. It goes both ways, so I hope you know it goes both ways!"

He finally turned to you with hand scratching the back of his neck, his face indeed had slightly pink hue.

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@bleachtheidiot - come get your perfect malewife~

Ayato was working like always and you just came back from little tea break with Ayaka, hoping that her brother will be done by the time you two finished your endless chat.

But when you came back into his office, you saw him still filling those papers... A bit bored you decided to give him a little surprise~

You sneaked behind his back and swiftly kissed his cheek, causing his head to finally raise from those papers and look directly at you.

"Oh? And what's that for, my love?"

You could see the slight surprise in his eyes. You thought he'll notice you faster than get scared but it seems like you catches him off guard after all! He almost made it too easy for you to be a little bit cheeky.

"What? Can't I even kiss my world now~?"

You chuckled while asking your little question, noticing it caused small smile on your boyfriend's face as well! Because there was particular compliment that catched his attention... he knows you're not one to throw words on air, so you describing how he's your world really just made his day.

"Thank you... I believe we both think similarly of each other. Because believe me when I say, I can't even imagine my life without you next to me..."

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@bleachtheidiot - come get your boba lover!

Neuvillette and you were on your classic walk, so the two of you could just hold hands and relax after long day...

None of you mind the silence but your boyfriend decided to break it, because he just found topic he wanted to explore. Knowing you most likely wouldn't mind, he decided to just straight up ask you that.

"I'm curious if you find Teyvat charming... you're not from here if I remember correctly... or maybe you don't like it at all?"

You looked around and was about to answer normally, but then you for a perfect idea for that a situation and looked directly at him instead with a cheesy grin.

"Honestly... the only world I'm currently admiring is you."

You could just see your boyfriend smoking under his nose and having his head down. The sky also seemed so much brighter all of the sudden... well it is 12pm so no wonder about that actually.

When Neuvillette was finally done with smiling to himself after your comment, he raised tour hand with his and placed soft kiss on its back, silently thanking you for your compliment before you continued your walk

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@bleachtheidiot @toyaswif3y - come get your otter judge!

Sigewinne asked you one day about your feelings towards Wriothesley, so naturally you answered them, not hiding the fact you think of him as of your whole world.

When you entered his office, you just saw Melusine walking out in dancy peace and humming happily. You looked at your boyfriend with slight confusion who was slightly smiling.

"Sorry for that, Sigewinne just... kept me company for a while. I was worried you might've changed your plans..."

You just smiled in assuring way, noticing his mood. You came closer and places your hand on your shoulder.

"No, no... I just needed to explain the path to few explorers. I could never forget about my whole world, you know~?"

On your words, Duke just smiled we if you've just confirmed every informations he needed.

"So it's true... sorry to spill it out bur Sigewinne told me how you called me."

You normally wouldn't mind but you really just ended up rambling to Sigewinne at some point... and if she said it all to Wriothesley... well, it certainly boosted his ego. But seeing this proud smile on his face... you really couldn't mind how much he've heard in this moment.

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@bleachtheidiot - come get your teddybear duke~

[glitteryapricotranchbiscuit]

Imagine a gangbang with all your favourite genshin characters filling you to the brim with their seeds until the special one comes in the end to cuddle you while underneath of you a cum puddle starts to form 🥺💞

[hiraya-rawr]

🩸 — bloodsucker .

synopsis !! your friend is a hungry vampire

characters !! diluc, thoma, zhongli

contains !! gn reader. preferably mature audience. bloody (ofc, it's a vampire fic). slight prey/predator themes? platonic/romantic intimacy! // crack (diluc) // angst (thoma) // horror (zhongli)

note !! yay! yay! a fic after so long! it's been a while since i've written so it may seem a bit wonky, i still hope you'll like it!

~

🩸 — diluc .

"Come on!"

"No."

"It can't possibly hurt that ba–"

"N. O."

"I insist that it's fine, you know?"

He swiftly turns towards you, eyes narrowed into a glare, "No. For the last time, no. What part of that do you not understand?"

You huff with a pout, crossing your arms. "You've been feeding from everyone but your own lover!"

"I've been feeding from professional bloodletters licensed by the church. That's the difference."

"They have blood, I have blood, same thing." You shrug, following him as he turns away from you again to walk across the room.

"Blood isn't the only thing to consider when feeding, darling." He tries not to groan into his palm as he sits on a leather armchair, the fireplace next to him.

"Then what? Appearances? Don't tell me you're. . ." You gasp in faux shock, "You're cheating on me with the pretty bloodletters—"

This time, Diluc really does groan into his hand, "No, I am not cheating on you with my meals. (Name), they're quite literally food to me! Inanimate snacks! Do you want me to see you that way?"

He meets your gaze as you slowly look away, biting the inside of your cheek. You don't reply.

Diluc stares, exasperated.

"Oh Barbatos. . ." He mumbles, burying his face into his hands. His lover wants to be his snack. He isn't sure how to react.

"Oh come on, 'Luc. I know you missed your last appointment because of how busy you are. Sooner or later, you'll start to get hungry, and that's sure to disrupt your darknight hero–"

"Don't call me that."

"–your vigilante activities." You offer him a small smile, crawling onto his lap as he frowns at you. He may seem disapproving, but you knew better that he's already hungry and tempted. "So think of me as your emergency food."

"You're not food to me." He states.

"I know, I know," With a hand on the back of his head, you guide him towards your neck, already cozying yourself in his arms, "I'm your lover, I'm yours. . . and I want you to know you can have all of me. It would make me happy if you could rely on me more."

Light kisses on your neck, a soft grip to keep you still, he sighs, "You could have simply admitted to being jealous of my recent bloodletter, you know?"

"Hey! You should've seen the way she looks at you like you're the meal and she's the—" Your breath hitches. His fangs sink into your skin, there's a slurping sound and you feel your nerves numbing.

You clench your jaw, gripping onto his shoulders for stability as he drinks. You try not to whimper at the sensation— of his tongue licking at the wounds, or of excess blood dripping down your shoulder onto your clothes.

"L-luc? Are you done yet?" You whine and he stops, pulling away.

"Licensed bloodletters have a pain tolerance." He says, a devilish smirk on his bloodied lips, "That, my love, is the difference."

🩸 — thoma .

Thoma is the kind of vampire that despises his entire being. He never wanted to hurt anyone, never liked how it felt to sink his teeth into flesh (no matter how addictive the taste that comes with it is). Thoma is kind. Thoma is thoughtful. Thoma feels more human than he feels monster and perhaps that's why he struggles so much because Archons forbid, he ever hurt anyone.

But Thoma is also hungry.

So when he stumbles into your adobe looking a little paler than usual, colder than usual, you find out that he hasn't been satisfied in a long time.

"I'm sorry, I don't even know why I'm here, I just— I should leave. I should really leave–" He says in a frantic daze, eyes panicked because why on earth did he allow his feet to take him to you. No matter how weak he seems to be, he'd easily pin you down to quench his thirst, "Forget this ever happened."

"Thoma, wait—" Your hand reaches out and he flinches away, more afraid of himself than of you. There's a glint in his eyes as he stares you up and down. He's hungry, it's evident.

"Y-you. . . you haven't drank yet, right?" You ask, taking careful steps closer. He nods.

You fumble with the collar of your top, pulling on the cloth to show more of your skin. His eyes widen.

"(Name), no–"

"It's fine, it's alright," You quickly reply, nervous. "You can drink from me." It sounds more like a question than an invite. You're shaking like a leaf, you're not even sure if you're doing it right. Thoma is the only vampire you know and he always kept his feedings private.

Your offer surprises him regardless, "(Name), no, I can't just– I can't do that to you–"

"But that's why you're here, right? You're hungry?"

"Yes, but- I can't! I shouldn't have! I should leave. I'm leaving—" He turns around to make his way to the door but your hand tugs him back again.

"Thoma."

He faces you again and he knows he's losing the internal battle.

"It's alright." Your grip on him relaxes and so does he. He feels both desperation and guilt as his arms slowly wrap around you, bringing his face closer to your neck. Your hand rests on the back of his head. The doorway feels warmer despite his cold skin.

He embraces you like he's scared; as if he isn't the monster in this scenario and you, a vulnerable victim-to-be.

There's no need for a warning with how gentle he rests his lips on your neck. Fangs pierce skin and flesh, the only noise are your quiet gasps and his careful slurps of a tongue.

I'm sorry, (Name), I'm sorry, I couldn't help it— were the words left unsaid but resonated by his trembling grip. There's a pained look on his face, struggling with the satisfaction of quenching his thirst versus his overriding guilt of hurting you.

Because dear archons, your blood tastes better than any of the animal blood provided by the Kamisato clan. He isn't sure how he could ever go back to pre-packed blood bags again.

Thoma is the type of vampire who would regret their guilty pleasures. He never wanted to hurt you, but honestly—

You should know better than to invite a vampire.

🩸 — zhongli .

As the Geo Archon, he made sure that beings like himself never have to worry about their next meal. Food, after all, was a basic right and every vampire must have access to their local blood bank. These blood banks provided meals in a variety of packages: from wine bottles to juice boxes.

Blood banks made life convenient for the modern vampire.

Still, as Zhongli sits with you in a cafe, you with your cup of tea and him with his red glass, he can't help but think of the past.

Centuries ago when he functioned on pure instinct rather than mortal wisdom, when he would stalk his prey in the dark and effortlessly hold them down. It's not that he misses hunting humans— no, that wasn't fun at all. If anything, that was incredibly childish of him.

What he misses was the feel and taste— of sinking fangs into flesh and drinking nectar straight from the flower. Most modern vampires would never know, or appreciate, what it's like to satisfy your urges the way they're supposed to. The way nature intended them to.

"—ngli? Zhongli?"

He snaps back into focus, eyes flickering away from the bare skin of your neck.

"Yes, dear?" He smiles and you eye him warily. There's something about the way he looks at you. Your heart thumps louder and you're not sure if it's because you're flustered by the petname.

"I asked if you're ready to go. The cafe is about to close."

He looks down on his cup. It's empty but he doesn't feel as satisfied as he should.

"Ah yes, allow me to walk you home."

Perhaps you should have turned down his offer— or perhaps you should have ignored the way his eyes would follow you. Zhongli has always been attentive, so it shouldn't be strange that he's being watchful.

The streets are dark and isolated, with most of the shops closed. You should be comforted in knowing you have someone as reliable and powerful as Zhongli walking you home, yet. . .

(But that's the problem, isn't it? Zhongli is incredibly powerful.)

As you glance at the man walking next to you, you can't help but let out a nervous laugh with the way his amber eyes meet yours. Has he been watching you all this time? There's a faint golden glow and you're reminded that you're walking with a vampire at night.

"Why are you looking at me like that?" You nervously laugh, brushing the side of your hair with your fingers. This only makes him notice your exposed neck even more.

"Hm? Like what, darling?" His voice is low, like a hum as he tilts his head in question.

"Like. . . you're still hungry." You mumble, soft. He takes his time to reply, his eyes don't leave yours and you look away first, intimidated.

(But he's your friend, isn't he? Good and kind, gentleman Zhongli. He's not intimidating you, you're just delusional.)

"Hmm. . . perhaps it is because I am?"

You continue to walk, this time, nerves overcome by a slight worry for your friend, "Was your drink not enough? It's a new cafe, so maybe the quality was-"

"No, no," He cuts you off, looking down on you, "The cafe was excellent. The drink almost tasted fresh from the source." He praises with a fond smile.

You chuckle, "Fresh? Is that how vampires decide if a drink is good or not?"

"Well, I suppose not. Blood banks are prepackaged after all."

You hum, nodding along as you reach your home and search for your keys in your pockets.

It's the norm for the modern vampire to drink from blood banks. Things like freshness wouldn't be a standard when they know nothing of it. After all, drinking straight from the source would be considered barbaric, uncivilized— it's animalistic and downright frightening.

In a way, vampires have been domesticated the same way wild cats turn to purring house pets.

Wait.

"Zhongli. . . " You pause, just as you've unlocked the door to your home. "why. . . do you know what fresh tastes like?"

Something flashes in his eyes. A slip up.

A polite smile on his face. A fang peeking from between his lips. His eyes narrowed—

"Hmm. . . perhaps if you invite me inside, I could tell you more about it?"

note !! i hope you guys enjoyed! consider this as my end-of-hiatus post :D it has fluff, angst, and horror in one! do tell me what you think please :>

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[bunniislvt]

Yandere Content? I gotcha, how about Thoma Yandere being obsessed with Reader 👉🏻👈🏻🙈 like he doesnt want reader to get out of the house bc he can give them all they want, why leaving? 🥺 I hope it makes sense haha

hehehe~ i love yandere thoma ~

— "wont you stay with me?" yan!thoma x reader

"baby, baby! where do you think you're going~?"

thoma's smooth voice rang in your ears as his arms wrapped around your waist, holding you tightly against his chest. so close. you were so close to leaving.

he turns you around, his hands grabbing your hips tightly.

"were you trying to leave~? oh baby.. why would you ever want that? you know that its a scary world out there... youre safe in here.. with me."

his eyes looked so genuine, so caring and loving, it was hard to resist him. he always talked to you with such a sweet and genuine voice. he only wants whats best for you right? but you're capable. you dont need him to hover around you all the time. you can take care of yourself.

"thoma.. i can handle it out there, i know it can.."

"you think that, baby~ but you know, you know! you cant go out there. there are so many bad people who want you.. they want to put their dirty hands on my precious baby.."

his hand comes up and caresses your cheek, warmth being left in its wake. a sly smile spread across his lips.

"besides.. i can give you everything you need here~ and i know just the thing that will convince you to stay..~"

<3

his fingers pumped in and out of you, his mouth latched to your sensitive spots. his tongue flicked against you, his other hand holding your hip down into the couch so you couldnt move. you couldnt help but moan. he always found a way to pry your moans from you, not matter how hard you tried to resist.

his eyes looking up into yours, half lidded and filled with lust. his fingers went deeper and deeper in you, curling as he pumped them in and out. trying to squirm away from him, away from the torturous pleasure, he went faster. so fast that the couch was starting to shake and bang against the wall.

your muscles started to spasm and give out, your jaw going slack and your eyes squeezing shut as you neared your orgasm. he pushed you closer and closer to the nth orgasm youve had within the hour, you little punishment for trying to leave him.

with a few more pumps and a harsh suck from his mouth, you tumble over the edge and orgasm all over his lips and fingers, his tongue quickly lapping it up. you couldnt move, you were too exhausted.

once he finished licking you up, he leaned over you and kissed you, his lips pushed hard against you in a lust driven kiss. he pulled you in and you couldnt escapse, you were his to play with, and you finally understood that.

"see~ no one out there can make you feel as good as i do~" he hums, scooping you up into his arms and pulling you into his lap.

he pulled down the waistband of his pants and pressed the tip against your entrance.

"i'll show you who you belong to~"

[yestrday]

— YANDERE! MALEWIFE GENSHIN AU part one | two | three

⇢ scaramouche, kaedehara kazuha, kamisato ayato, thoma, arataki itto, gorou, shikanoin heizou

introducing! you have exchanged sake and toasted it to kami, thus consummating your marriage for the divine to see. one cannot simply untangle the red knot that ties you together, so here’s to an everlasting between the two of you. hopefully, you can manage to hold out for a lifetime.

warning! toxic relationships, thoughts of murder, blood, biting, master-servant dynamics, degradation, threatening, petplay, some husbands reader is sane and scared others theyre just completely fucked up

— SCARAMOUCHE. kunikuzushi | 国崩

[ “archons fucking dammit, i do everything around here! get your lazy ass up now or else.” ]

⇢ no one actually knows what you were doing when you married such an ill-tempered person except for you. underneath that stormy temperate, you know well the heart that is eager to be accepted and loved, and marriage is the best way to fully give your scara the love that he deserves. he says that he’s rotten work, that you’ll regret this sooner or later, but this is a decision you made and you’re not gonna back down.

⇢ works like a robot. he wakes up at the asscrack of dawn and immediately starts sweeping the house void of dust. grows erratic when he swipes the countertop and sees even the smallest speck of dust. at the start of your marriage his cooking was clumsy, but he’s grown to cook food so good that you’re the envy of the office. when he wakes you up he’s so naggy from the moment you throw off the blankets to when you put on your suit and tie for work.

⇢ just shut him up with a kiss before you leave <3 he never seems to get used to affection, eyes growing wide and a blush covering his embarrassed features. he cusses you out of the house before slamming the door in your face, but you just know that he’s screaming into his hands behind the door. hehe. you’ll have to spoil him with his favorite food when you get home, just for being so cute.

⇢ incredibly jealous, incredibly possessive, incredibly suspicious. he has the carnal need to be given attention and if you don’t pick up that phone call at exactly 12:00 he will grow mad! you’re used to this though, and being his partner means that you have to know which buttons to push at the correct time. it’s like having a cat, except this cat is actually capable of k!lling someone and locking you away if provoked enough. luckily, you know how to take care of said cat.

⇢ clings to you whenever you two go out for dates, sending glares to whoever talks or breathes the same air as you. a co-worker of yours runs into you and starts chatting, but quickly clams up when a sinister dark aura begins to emanate from the 5’4 thing glaring behind you. “it dont bite” “YES IT FUCKIN DO”

⇢ he can’t help it! you’re just so reliable and cool, it’s easy to imagine why anyone would want you. as if being married wasn’t enough to make these idiots stay away, now scara feels like he has to get rid of them once and for all. please, for archons’ sake, calm him down. you’re the only one in the world with the capability to do so.

“i’m going to k!ll them… haha… i’m actually going to ki!l them…”

scara grips your forearms tightly, clawing your skin into ribbons and eliciting a tired sigh from you. you’ll have to wear long sleeves until they heal, which is not a good thing in this heat. “scara… we were just talking. you know i only love you–”

“shut up! shut up shut up shutupshutupshutup! i’ll k!ll you too! i’ll fucking k!ll you!” … gosh, he’s so cute when he’s both angry and on the verge of crying. his elegant hands choke you until your vision is blurry, but you can’t help the grin that spreads across your face as… feelings start to well up below.

scara falters when the mood turns significantly tenser. his hold loosens and he flops forward into your chest, burying his face into your chest to hide the blush. “... pervert.”

[ “we’re married, arent we?! why can’t they see?! what do i have to do to make them realize that?!” ]

— SCARLET LEAVES PURSUE WILD WAVES. kaedehara kazuha | 楓原万葉

[ “the wind has led me back to you, and not a single moment do i regret giving up the world for this domestic bliss.” ]

⇢ your childhood sweetheart turned husband, you would never have thought that he’d actually want to settle down for life with you. sometimes you feel a little guilty for chaining him down, trying to convince him that he can still travel the world, and he takes the greatest offense from that. he had mustered up the courage to propose and swore an eternity with you– how could he be so heartless to leave his partner behind?

⇢ he makes you feel important and loved— it is his utmost priority. in bed he presses gentle kisses on your skin, whispering love poems so sweetly it makes you embarrassed. he praises every inch of you, even your insecurities, and sometimes you have to take a step back and cry. and if you do, he’ll be there to kiss the tears away and thumb your cheeks. you deserve his worship and praise, he tells you. even when you’re at your lowest, you will always be the best thing that’s ever happened to him.

⇢ he supports your work wholeheartedly and knows how much effort you put into getting this position. he can’t do anything about you overworking himself– it’s not like you’d listen anyway– but what he can do is to make your home a paradise for you to relax in. decorated by bonsai, a relaxing scent reminiscent of a flower garden, and best of all, kazuha himself, he makes sure that all your worries melt away when you enter your house. kissing your eyelids and muttering love poems into your ear, kazuha is a haven that you don’t regret marrying.

⇢ kazuha serves as your protector that watches from afar. he’s not exactly mistrustful of you, but he’s well aware of the threats that surround you on a day-to-day basis. sometimes he wishes that you’d stay and rest with him in your little villa surrounded by friendly people, but the more crowded city has dangers lurking every corner.

⇢ this is his duty. it is what he promised the day you two lifted your sake cups to the sky and drank from it. he can’t exactly kill the man who gropes you on the train or your boss who shamelessly humiliates you after the smallest mistake. he’s not a nameless wanderer anymore, and he doesn’t have the power or money to cover up his crimes.

⇢ still, he will do something. he's cruel when interrogating your harassers, and downright malicious when it comes to people who actually dared to lay a hand on you. a few threats should do the trick, but those bold enough to pursue you will end up in him actually taking matters into his hands. although few and far between, surely his many friends (the crux is willing to do anything for their most useful ex-member) will be able to clean up after his mess.

"they were so scared of me, kazu!" you laugh joyously, grinning lopsidedly as you clutch your cold beer. "you were right— i really should stand up for myself!"

kazuha smiles as you boast about how you confronted that wicked co-worker of yours, the one who's been harassing you ever since you were made supervisor of your department. to you he was jealous, but to the more observant man he was someone who went after married people and thought bullying akin to flirting. his fingers subconsciously skirt the sharp blade of the kitchen knife.

"you're amazing, kazu." you hug him tightly from behind and press kisses on his cheek. "i knew i could count on you for advice. let's go on a vacation next month, okay?"

kazuha looks back to press a kiss on your lips and look at you with fond, upturned eyes. he subtly turns his hand to hide a light scratch. "alright then." he kisses you once more sweetly. "for now, don't drink too much. i'm still cooking."

[ “my dear doesn’t like any bloodshed, so i’ll make this quick and clean if that’s fine with you.” ]

— PILLAR OF FORTITUDE. kamisato ayato | 神里綾人

[ “welcome back, dear. dinner’s ready on the table– i’ll just finish these documents in no time.” ]

⇢ your marriage definitely caused an uproar within the higher social circles of inazuma. the ceo of the yashiro corporation marrying some no-face corporate slave? this was an absolute loss for all the families seeking to gain a portion of his riches. for ayato, however, this was an absolute win. who knew how many of them would stab him in the back the moment he lowered his guard? at least he’ll have his sweet, adoring partner forever on his side.

⇢ definitely works from home, just how he likes it. he never liked showing up to those stuffy meetings and suffocating balls. wakes up, cleans the suite, cooks edible food, and works on his documents. repeat. it’s a satisfying rhythm and lull he’ll never get bored of. he’ll let ayaka take care of any external dealings. you’re a bit worried that he’ll become a shut-in at this rate.

⇢ he’s tired, you’re both tired, and cuddling is always a must. one of ayato’s favorite moments is when you get home from work and launch yourself at his lap, grumbling into his lap about your stupid boss and co-workers. he’ll chuckle at your incoherent ramblings and stroke your hair, humming along to whatever you say. it’s nice, he thinks, having someone rely on him so intimately like this.

⇢ just because he takes care of your home doesn’t mean he’s totally subservient to you. you can feel the power dynamics unconsciously– when he tells you to not wear something, you don’t; when he orders you to stay, you freeze; when he stares at you across the room with disappointed eyes, you want to scrub every inch of your body clean of the alcohol and your co-workers’ touch, if only to appease him. but you’d never suspect it because you know your dear husband will do you no wrong.

⇢ you both know that you don’t actually need this work– he runs a multimillion mora company, after all! ayato only lets you do this to give you the illusion of autonomy, even though he can easily ruin that company with only a raise of his pinky. anything to keep his little pet happy, he’ll allow it, but you mustn’t abuse that freedom…

⇢ ayato loves you, really. he loves you so tenderly, and all he asks in advance is your obedience and loyalty. but you’re not stupid. you catch on to those small hints of possessiveness, how his grip on you when he smells perfume and alcohol tightens dangerously, and the underlying threat behind his polite warnings. you’re scared now that you realize what this whole relationship is about– that you’re merely his dog chasing after a bone.

“you’re married, aren’t you?” ayato hums sweetly into your ear, caressing your hair with his head deeply nestled on your nape. “you know it’d be a disgrace to my sister and me to have my partner running around drunk with some no-names right?”

you tremble in his lap, the heavy drumming of your heartbeat heightened by the cup of coffee you chugged down prior. caffeine and fear shoot through your veins as you try to form a clumsy smile, if to appease his sour mood a little.

ayato looks up and laughs slightly, pressing a kiss on your shaking lips and delighting in the flinch he elicits. a wet dog, he notes, silently whimpering for forgiveness in the lap of its master.

“what an ugly smile.” he pinches your cheeks and forcefully pulls on them. “i thought we already worked on that, hm?”

[ “do i have to pull on your leash at your every blunder, or have you grown too dependent on me?” ]

— PROTECTOR FROM AFAR. thoma | トーマ

[ “mmm… kitchen, check. garden, check… what are you still here for? you better hurry or you’ll be late!” ]

⇢ oh boy thoma’s gonna give childe a run for best husbando. this man can clean, cook, do laundry, and trim the garden four times a day. he likes making sure that you’ll have a beautiful and cozy home to come back to after a long day’s work. after all, this is a place only for you and him. he wants to fill this place with beautiful memories and to give you something to look forward to every day.

⇢ he’s just as sweet and gentle when you first met him, although his nagging has turned up a notch. he’s always fussing over your hair and clothes, ironing them so well to the point that you’re ashamed of even wrinkling them. although he finds your groggy eyes and bedhead adorable, he knows that people don’t think the same. he wants everyone to look at you the way he looks at you too!

⇢ snags the best deals on the market. it’s like he’s got a schedule in his brain for whatever discounts are available at the moment. he tells you to stand at the side while you blankly stare at him trying to get through the crowd of mothers and broke college students. you make sure to properly praise him when he comes back with your favorite fruit… though it’s a bit laughable to see your gentle thoma looking all beat up.

⇢ thoma is one of the tamer yanderes available, with his conscience holding him back when his protective urges become too much. he’s well-aware that you wouldn’t be able to live with yourself if he finds out that he’s hurt someone in your name. the best he can do is thinly veiled threats and tight smiles when he runs across them, but it somehow always works. the dull green boring holes into one’s soul are unsettling enough to make you run away.

⇢ he values honesty and communication in your relationship, and it hurts him more than you could ever imagine when you keep things from him. has he been lacking as a husband somehow? what could possibly make you not tell him? he usually prides himself in being calm and collected, but you’re just too dear to him to not… well, overreact. how could he ever live with himself knowing the person he loves the most is keeping secrets from him?

⇢ when ayato hears of this, he’s going to have a very hearty laugh. that, and he’s sure to start enabling these dangerous thoughts of his. thoma is a very dear friend to him, after all. it’s not fair that you continue your merry way around lecherous adulterers and jealous enemies while thoma’s mind is caving in itself. perhaps with a nudge in the right direction, he can let loose :)

“... did you have a good day at work?” the first thing you notice is how he tightly grips the broom, causing cracks in the wood. thoma’s smile, too, is unusual, with how shaky and forced it comes off.

you drop everything and hurry to cup his cheeks, closely inspecting every inch of his face. “i– i did. what happened to you? you look, i don’t know, bad. did something happen while i was gone?”

he ignores your questions and continues to stare at you. your touch falters. “are you sure? you’re not hiding anything from me?”

you are, but you don’t say anything and only deny it. thoma strains his smile further and moves to prepare dinner. the broom finally snaps in half, but he barely notices it as his thoughts continue to grow louder.

[ “... you trust me, right? you know you can tell me everything… right?” ]

— HANAMIZAKA HEROICS. arataki itto | 荒瀧一斗

[ “hahaha! look at that, house clean, garden clean. man, the gang would totes laugh at me if they saw me right now!” ]

⇢ itto did not imagine that he’d actually willingly settle into domestic life, much less he’d be doing house chores. it’s not like he can actually get a high-paying job with his limited skill set, so he has to rely on you to be the breadwinner. it hurts his manly pride, but he’s resolute in not dragging you down and paying you back with chores.

⇢ yeah, maybe he almost tore the house into two at the start, but they don’t call him arataki “the determined” itto for nothing! he learns to be gentler, to lightly hold dishes so they don’t break, to give you hugs that don’t cave your entire ribcage in. shinobu is the one you should be grateful for (though itto would pout and whine if he heard that). she’s gracious enough to check on your husband whenever you’re not home and scold him for the things he’s doing wrong. itto, after all, is a brother to her, and you’re part of this family too. she just wants both of you to be happy.

⇢ gets lonely very easily. once he’s done with the chores he goes out to play with the kids and hang out with the gang, but that’s just not enough for him anymore. he’s counting down the hours until you get home, and the others tease him for that as well. he gets mad when they do, but it’s true. he’s a lovesick man who’s waiting for his partner to come home so he can jump on you and hug you so that you’ll never go.

⇢ very, very possessive. can’t blame him, this is an oni we’re talking about. he’s always been like this even when you were dating, but you feel like it’s gotten worse since you married. even the slightest whiff of another’s cologne has him baring his fangs and jumping you so he can cover up the scent with his. in this sort of situation you’ve learned not to deny him because even you don’t know what happens when you go against those mad, glowing eyes.

⇢ he can be easily provoked. he doesn’t like it when people test your relationship and would never believe you to be capable of doing him wrong. you could be cheating on him (please don’t) and he’d adamantly deny it. when someone tries to test your marriage or even mock you, he’s quick to pounce on them and get into a fistfight. you have to stop him before he actually kills the guy.

⇢ he’s been taught to be more careful with his superhuman strength, but there are still days when he slips up. days when you don’t pay him attention, when you spend too long typing out emails or giggling at your messages, or when he feels like he hasn’t seen you in days. his gentle hugs get tighter and tighter, and the smile on his face seems to intimidate you as he stretches them out to bare his fangs. like an unconscious attempt to intimidate you into giving him what he wants.

“... where have you been, babe?” itto whines into your shoulder as he hugs you from behind. his tall figure wholly encases your remarkably smaller body as you prepare dinner, making it hard to move.

“itto,” you try to console him, but he doesn’t budge. “itto. please. i have to move if you want to eat tonight.”

“i don’t care about that,” he grumbles, and a pained gasp escapes you when you feel his fangs break your skin. you’re used to his love bites, but today he marks your skin with an unusual ferociousness and a lack of care for your wellbeing.

“if you could be with me all the time, every second of the day,” he whispers against your bruises. “then that’d be more than fine.”

[ “sh- shit. i didn’t mean to hurt you!” ]

— CANINE WARRIOR. gorou | ゴロー

[ “stop laughing! if you keep laughing at my bentos i won’t give you any food to eat!” ]

⇢ coming home to gorou is absolutely delightful because you can see from the window his droopy ears perking up when he hears you pulling into the driveway. his tail is wagging up a storm when he literally slams the door wide open just to welcome you, and his grin so wide that his little fang pokes out. he always looks like he wants to hug you, but he seems to be holding himself back in an attempt to be cool. you have to force him into a hug because he’s just so gosh darn cute yet stubborn.

⇢ he’s a good listener, humming along as you rant about your boss or rave about the newest anime. when in doubt, you know that you can always rely on gorou. he offers you advice and speaks up about your mistakes. in turn, he also listens to your complaints about him and tries to resolve his flaws. as long as you are cooperative, communication is not a problem in the relationship.

⇢ gorou may seem reliable, but he’s still very much awkward when it comes to this domestic lifestyle. he’s been trained for battle, so his ears perk up at the slightest noise or he overreacts at your small injuries. his bento boxes are a bit… you could tell he put his heart into it, but the bento art of the cat’s awkward grin and the deflating egg souffle shaped into a duck seems so pathetic that it’s cute. you have to hide your laughter as you pat him for a job well done.

⇢ true to his puppy nature, gorou is overeager for any affection. truth be told, he liked it better when you weren’t working, when you’d dedicate all your time to him. but it’s okay! he understands you need to work for both of you to live!! he compensates for lost time by slipping under your shirt and feeling the warmth of your bare skin against his, the fluffy tail curling around your leg and pulling you in so possessively that you won’t have to go. 

⇢ he knows it’s bad, this feeling of jealousy whenever he waits outside your office. he has more rationality than the other yanderes, but when you hug a co-worker goodbye or when they sling their arm around you, gorou wants nothing more than to tear their hand off and pin you to the ground so he can make his mark all over you right in front of their faces. when you and your co-worker approach him, gorou retains his facade of a bright-eyed yet reliable husband… but something feels off.

⇢he’s soft, like super. he‘s not one to kill, but he still has a lot of pent-up frustrations about your co-workers. he wants to tell you to stop looking at them, to keep your distance, but he knows that’s wrong. it’s not like him to be so controlling. he wants to communicate these to you, but he’s so afraid of how disgusted you might be. you’re equals, how dare he try to take control of your life! the only way he knows how he can is through his touch, to beg for your forgiveness in bed and to make up for his sins by pleasing you.

“i’m sorry, i’m so so sorry,” he whimpers, ears drooping as he continues to bite more marks on your skin. sinner that he is, making blemishes of what was once a pure canvas. just below the v-neck of your suit your entire torso is covered in purples and blacks, all of his making.

you gently soothe his hair, rubbing his ears and nibbling along their edge too. something is obviously bothering him and you can only offer your body to be the target of his frustrations.

guilt twists his guts when he sees how dark your body is already. still, the satisfaction of him marking what is his curls his tail tighter around your thigh. if anyone else had seen your bare body they would have called the cops on him already. the thought makes him gnash his teeth together and provoke him into biting deeper than he'd ever before.

you laugh drily, the loss of blood making your head spin. it’s so cute, how he begs for forgiveness while he continues committing his atrocities. it’s even cuter how his eyes darkened when your co-worker kept draping himself all over you. you grin as gorou laps up your blood and relish in the after-burn.

[ “you’re too good for me… i- i don’t deserve you at all.” ]

— ANALYTICAL HARMONY. shikanoin heizou | 鹿野院平蔵

[ “man, your boss is a jerk. want me to talk to him for you? no? your loss.” ]

⇢ sometimes you wonder if marrying him was worth all the excess headaches he gave you. he’s good around the house, good with his hands (you’d know), but damn if his choice of food was questionable enough. he just slides fried chicken in front of you and you stare at it blankly. “it’s 5 am in the morning.” “everything tastes good fried.” “istg heizou im gonna beat the shit outta you”

⇢ the type to clown you after you come home to work. why the hell are your eyebags so heavy? did he not just press that suit for you the night prior? he is absolutely not kissing you with how dry your lips are. if only you had the energy to whack him over the head with your briefcase. unfortunately, you might just faint any minute and he’s already taken your briefcase away.

⇢ hypes you up whenever you’re complaining. he knows exactly what crappy bosses and crappier coworkers are like. even a seasoned detective like him who only works on commission now can understand the pain of dealing with troublesome clients. occasionally suggests you to make plant some sneaky rumors about them and you typically laugh them off as jokes. the smile on his face suggests that it is in fact not a joke.

⇢ he’s extremely unsettling at times. sometimes when you come home he quickly rushes over to greet you with a hug. you hug him back, but it goes on for too long that you try to squirm out of his grasp only for him to hug you even tighter. he then proceeds to make an eerily accurate list of the things you’ve done today, down to the minutest detail. when he pulls away he smiles innocently at you, uncaring of how shaken you are to the core. you can say it’s his way of warning you :)) not that you’ll ever do him wrong, right?

⇢ heizou is an expert in gaslighting and guilt-tripping, years of experience under his belt. when you forget about a promise or an important event, heizou is quick to be disappointed with you. cue the heavy sighs as you’re about to break down from the stress from work and his dejected gaze. oh no he’s fine, carry on whatever you’re doing! you scurry after him, begging him to let you make it up to him. he wants to laugh so badly; he’s not even upset, he just really likes seeing you cry because of him.

⇢makes it clear that he’s the superior one in the house, both in intellect and physicality. he adores seeing you stupefied, flooding your brain with information that’s basic to him but incomprehensible to you. you nod along mindlessly and he chuckles as he pats your head. you’re so stupid it’s cute <3 he’s not one for brute force either, but he could just easily pin you down if you try to shy away from him, and enjoys the sight of your tears while at it

“heizou, i’m sorry,” you babble as you wipe away the fat tears from your face. you don’t know how you started groveling on the ground, only that it felt right. heizou stares down at you with pure disappointment.

“you promised.” 

“i know, i know,” you sniffle. clasping your hands together, you inch towards him, begging to be forgiven. “please, please i won’t do this again.”

… archons, heizou will never inflate your ego with it, but you’re so darn cute like this. he ruffles with a frustrated groan and reaches out a hand towards you. “you always say that,” he scolds you. “but you’re lucky i love you so much.”

[ “if only you kept your mouth shut instead of promising things you’ll never give, you’d be perfect.” ]