#raiden drabble

[aluraveil]

You’re dating the Raiden Shogun only to find out one day that she’s only with you because you remind her a lot of her deceased sister Makoto :((

You feel betrayed. You’re sad and bitter. You break ties with her right then and there </3

But one day the guards of Tenshukaku are ordered to find you and bring you back to Ei. She realized her mistake and now she can’t live without you. Even her good friend Yae Miko encourages it because she knows that having you within Ei’s grasp makes her stable.

Without you, she’s a total mess. How is she supposed to rule her nation without you in her arms? From now on you’ll become her good little pet always perched on top of her lap. She’ll pick out your clothes, control what you eat, and most importantly she’ll cut off your contact with the outside world leaving you trapped in the walls of Tenshukaku.

You’re never leaving her ever again and most importantly, all you’ll ever know is your girlfriend— who’s embrace is as suffocating as ever.

[komitomi]

NSFW DRABBLE, MDNI! afab!reader x various genshin characters

♡ — fingering you until you coat their hands and fingers with your juices, pulling them out and licking your essence and groaning when the taste hits their tongue, 'so fucking yummy' they mutter before dipping their head down to eat your pussy like a starved person, lapping at your folds, nibbling on your clit, making you wince as you grip their hair tightly, they chuckle which causes vibrations to shoot up your body, it only took a few more minutes of them greedily devouring your cunt to make you cum once again, feeling overstimulated you push their head away, but they remain firm and continue licking away.

“We've only just begun, darling.”

Kaeya, Childe, Ayato, Abyss!Aether, Alhaitham, Tighnari, Raiden Ei, Yae miko, Sara, Lisa, Jean, Abyss!Lumine, Ningguang, Beidou.

[visionsofmagic]

◜ mk1 men when you meet with their evil versions [+bonus]◞

▸ characters: raiden, johnny cage,  kuai liang, tomas & [+bonus} bi han: meeting with his good version ◂ ▸wc: 2.7k

▸ tags&notes: drabble, fluff, hurt/comfort, spicy, flirting, touching, gentle, rough, lots of usage of version & timeline words (like in the game, lol), dilemma, betrayal, angst (a little bit), humor, use of y/n, pet names, no specification of gender (as I remember), well, ‘s all I guess? (lol, this is the mixed tags I have ever wrote, but, it’s a drabble, so… enjoy!◂ ▸ m.

RAIDEN can be one of the most precious men you have met, and falling for him is the rightest thing that has happened to you – however, contrary to how a loving boyfriend he is in your timeline, he’s the opposite one when it comes to his another version you have come across.

everything about his evil, the version seems all the same and different at the same time as he makes his way towards you, having the red color on unlike what your raiden wear normally. the only thing that reminds of him is the hat that covers his face from you until he slowly raises his head, eyes glowing red while looking at you from above. the danger is radiating from his presence, giving you a cold chill down your spine, making you crawl back step by step because of being on your ass, sitting on the ground after the fight has begun between you and the other timeline.

“oh,” he says, a smirk appears on his pretty face – not the one your raiden has, the one that is the representation of the most beautiful flower in the entire world, no, this one gives the feeling of an ivy full of poison. “y/n?” gulping, you remember the words that left liu kang’s mouth about how raiden once lost himself and sought the power to protect the earthrealm at any cost. 

you stop when your back touches a wall, leaving no place to run either when raiden kneels before you, red lightning traveling on his body that looks so powerful that you find yourself getting weak – not only because of the aura he has unlike the one the raiden you know has, but also because how it seems that he pulls you closer to him. somehow, he makes you lose all logical sides of your brain with the way he looks down at you; prevailing.

“raiden?” you ask, sounding soft which earns a smirk from him as he holds you by the chin.

“oh my love, you’re so soft – so fragile. it seems your raiden doesn’t give you enough – he is still weak. with that power, he can’t protect you, but I can,” his fingers move from your chin to your cheek, and lightning under his skin tickles yours. “come with me. I will protect you and the earthrealm from any danger out there.”

“I can’t –“ you utter, sounding not so sure of the decision but your heart knows the best – and that is to stay beside your raiden, the one who has you completely, not the one seeking power even though he needs to end his friends’ life or even another timeline to accomplish it. “I will never leave my raiden’s side.”

“how loyal,” he says, both irritated by the fact that your bond with the raiden in your timeline can’t be broken and proud of how loyal you’re for your love. “I wish we met in my timeline.”

with his confession, he leaves you behind, going to fight with others – how ironic, he comes here to end any life form yet he shows mercy when it comes to you. whatever it is that makes him do that, doesn’t matter, you say to yourself as you get up and go to help your raiden, hoping he will never turn evil.

JOHNNY CAGE in your own timeline is flirtatious and teasing enough – or as you thought until you see his evil version from another timeline after the great fight has begun. you can’t distinguish him from your johnny – but the moment his eyes find you, admiring how you easily defeat one his companions on the way to the top, he whistles playfully.

when you turn to see him, ready to make a moral lesson about how he shouldn’t be humoristic in a fight for death and life, you see his eyes scanning your body from head to toe shamelessly. realization hits you like a ball in the face; he’s not your johnny. he doesn’t care about anything in the world, well, your johnny didn’t either before meeting with you. 

acknowledging that you see the danger when he winks at you, eyes finally directed to your face. “well, hello cutie. aren’t you such a beauty who will make aphrodite jealous?” he leaves a chuckle when you roll your eyes. without positioning a fight stance, you begin to walk towards him so that you can pass by his side – you can’t stand a version of johnny who is cockier and open-mouthed.

“woah woah,” he stops in front of you, hands on his chest, smirking, “already going, baby? c’mon, there is no man who deserves your attention as I do – not even your johnny if there is one.”

crossing your arms, a weary expression lightens your face up – still, you can feel the heat rushing to your body because of his flirty manner and words. johnny cage will be able to make you giggle with his demeanor with every version of him, won’t he?

“what do you want? a fight? then do it with someone else.” a dismissive hand movement makes him close the gap between you, eyes shining at your words.

“why pretty? can’t hit my handsome face? I bet you love seeing it.”

“u-huh,” you say, smiling as you put a hand on his shoulder, winking at him when he gets excited at the action. “you’re right I can’t hit my boyfriend’s pretty face,” you show his back, “but he can.”

when he turns around after you take a few steps back to leave enough room for your boyfriend to hit his own-self’s face with a strong punch, you chuckle. it’s a sight that will never leave your mind. 

“hey pretty,” your johnny says, gripping you by the waist and pulling you closer. chest to chest, he puts a kiss on your lips, acting like there’s no battle happening around you, taking the taste of you that he missed so much even though he had you before this hell. “you missed me so much that you began to chat with cheaper versions of me?”

“of course not. no one can be like you baby.”

“oh hell yeah!” he chuckles, taking you by the hand, “then, let’s kick some ass, well,” he takes a quick look around before turning to you, “our ass.”

KUAI LIANG of your timeline can’t be looking as dangerous as his evil version even when he has a venomous fire radiating directed to the enemies. your boyfriend tends to have a tender side in him, especially for you. he’s the fire itself – using it to burn the ones who deserve it, and for warming you at any cost, in any place because he loves you so much that he can’t let himself go all wide beside you.

however, his evil version is nothing similar to him – maybe in a few situations but not on the battlefield in which no single soul can escape from the wrath scorpion has.

watching him from afar, for a moment, you can’t help but feel both power flowing through his armored body within the flames rising on the outline of his build, and hatred. 

he mesmerizes you in aspects it shouldn’t have – how can you feel a connection between an evil version of kuai liang when you’re destined to protect your own realm, fighting right beside your boyfriend? guilt rushing to you as scorpion becomes aware of your existence, looking at you after he takes down an ally – your wide eyes that do not leave him is the impulse of it. 

“hmm,” he says, slowly approaching you – you try to move, you really do but you simply can’t, not when every step he takes towards you sends a jolt of excitement and fear to your core, alerting you to either run so fast or stay still and you choose the second option without realizing it until he stops in front of you. “liked what you see, princess?” 

he flirts, teases, and even sounds as if your kuai liang except he has a bloodcurdling tone in his voice. 

when you don’t respond, eyes scanning his suit – looks like he came from straight hell, or he’s the hell, he scoffs, gloved hand replaces under your chin, pulling you closer to him as you rise on your toes to reach his height, hands finding his chest not to fall. “isn’t my version in this timeline enough for you that you eyeing me too? maybe he’s not good at satisfying you.”

heat rising within you, you can’t stop looking at his eyes – burning with flames, magically, yet seeming real as the blood covering his suit. you want to feel disgusted, but you’re far away from having such emotion. 

when he lowers his head, closer to you, you hear kuai liang’s voice behind you – taking you from daydreaming to reality, making you realize you let his evil version do whatever he wants with you. “y/n!”

with such speed, you get away from him, ready to stay in fighting style when your kuai liang covers your body like a shield, standing between you and his evil version.

“you should go,” he says, taking a look at your face as he prepares himself to battle with an armored scorpion whose eyes never leave yours, still attempting to capture you. attempt fails when you shake your head negatively when kuai liang adds, “I will deal with him.”

“no,” you sound certain, standing beside your boyfriend, an assuring smile on your face, “we will fight together.”

evil version only chuckles at that, darkly, and with that, “if it’s what you wish, my love.”

“not yours. mine. and I will make sure to show you that.”

TOMAS’ determination is visible through his movements, unlike the one yours has, his eyes bright with such madness that your heart begins to pound in fear, not knowing whether he sees you as a treat or not – yet, he should, in the end, you’re not his partner in his timeline and he’s here to fight, not spare you just because his soft version gives his heart to you.

“tomas –“ the words leave your mouth, no particular control on it since it just splits out of you easily, to get a reaction from tomas – a good one.

“not your tomas,” he utters, playing with his karambit knife to show the readiness he has, waiting for the exact moment to attack you or defend himself if you take a sudden move, yet, you two agree upon a thing even without knowing it; neither he or you’re brave enough to hurt another, not when you have the love of his version in your timeline – his reason is unknown though. “I am better.”

“maybe you’re, maybe you’re not. it doesn’t matter,” you say, trying to find a feature that has hints of goodness in it by watching him raise one of his eyebrows, clearly curious about the rest of your speech. “for me, my tomas is the best, and he will remain as one.”

he chuckles, “is that so?” he’s more excited than you expect him to be. arms unite on his chest, making him look more dominant than you used to see. “I wonder what he does for you to say that – believe that.”

“he’s not hurting me,” he shuts you down – the thing your tomas will never do, he’s such a gentleman.

“I am not hurting you either,” seeing your relaxed body, he shakes his head, and with a smoke pump, he disappears in sight only to appear behind you, hands hugging you from behind, caging you inside his arms – tight enough to not let you go yet tenderness can be felt as well. he whispers into your ear from his mask, chin touching your shoulder as you take deep breaths because of the proximity you begin to share. other than your boyfriend tomas, you don’t get close with people and since he’s tomas but a more evil version from somewhere else, it feels odd – and excitement mixing within. “but I can’t promise for the future. if you just let me –“

when his fingers find your neck, you push him back, turning around, you take a defense stance, furrowing both at yourself and him – how could he? your tomas would never do things that make you comfortable even in the moments it feels breathtaking. “I should make you regret even suggesting such a thing!”

“no need love,” the time stops for a second, and the heart and soul find the ultimate medicine in the voice of your lover, tomas, whose fingertips touch your upper arms gently, traveling from there until they reach your wrists – his chest touches your back and the remaining marks of his evil version, the ones give you danger, fading away. “at the end of the day, he will not be able to utter any other inappropriate words with you,” staying beside you, he smiles at you – angelic. when he turns to his version, he looks deadly – you have never seen him like this, and from the way he stands, you believe he is determined to make him regret for your sake. “when I am done with him, he will never have the courage to show his face in here.”

“such bigger words from my weaker version,” the other tomas says.

shielding you, tomas bite him back, “I will show you how powerful I can be for my goddess.”

BI HAN’s betrayal still eats you alive, the marks of it have its ghost on your skin and soul; broken pieces, and a wound on the cheek that you got from one of his ice blades he threw to kuai liang whom you intended to protect at any cost, not wanting him to get into a fight with his older brother.

you believed it wasn’t bi han who was speaking – it was his madness that needed to be calmed down – you tried though, you really did but the moment you got hurt, you saw the guilt and concern in his brown eyes before they turned to pure fury as he sought of obedience from all of you.

the brief moment created a bloom in your chest for a spell but it vanished as it came, taking hope into the deepest part of your heart as you watched bi han and kuai liang fight, wishing there wouldn’t be a miscommunication among you all, however, you knew bi han’s obsession with power for lin kuei got more dominant than he felt for you.

it was sad – to see bi han, your bi han, go away from you slowly, not understanding why you don’t agree to be on his side, he feels his own betrayal coming from you – before the fight, he said how he was wounded at your choice – didn’t you love him? he asked and his broken voice now fills your mind as you look at your hands – then, a movement catch your eyes as you wait for the big fight.

“who did this to you?” someone asks – not someone, a voice says, and when his fingertips touch your chin, lifting your head up from where you sit, you see eyes that resemble your bi han. he’s from another timeline, probably in which he doesn’t seek power like the way your bi han does.

tears appear in your eyes, and to hide them, you fend off his gentle touch, not letting him touch the wound directly, “it doesn’t matter anymore.” 

he stays silent, realizing it is bi han, in your realm and he sighs, touching you once again even if you keep as distant as possible you can, not wanting to cry in the middle of a battle area where people go and come as they wait for the upcoming fight. “I am sorry,” he says, and for a moment, you hear the voice of your bi han before coming to your senses.

“it wasn’t you – so, you’re not responsible for saying sorry.”

“but you need it,” he convinces, holding you by the cheek, covering the wound with his palm as if he gives healing through the touch, “and I am here to give it to you.”

you smile, not caring that tears flow into your cheeks, and to his hand – he knows you, not better than your bi han does, but enough to make you sense the comfort you seek within him. “stop talking or I will begin to believe I can beat the bi han’s possession.”

he smiles under his mask, and it reaches his eyes – he looks innocence incarnate. “you will. believe me when I say it, pretty,” he caresses your skin, the free hand positions on your shoulder, giving it a squeeze, “he will learn that there is no greater need except – you, his beloved one.”

💙

[tnsophiaonly]

Okay, I'm sorry for being gone but

Imagine having to deal with a bunch of people speaking ancient languages.

Like Bennett speaking ancient Deutsch to you (or genshin Deutsch lmaoalaka) or Xiangling speaking ancient Chinese (or genshin Chinese skakak) to you and you're just there standing awkwardly as even Google translate won't understand.

Or if we follow the saying that everyone speaks Teyvatian language and now everyone is speaking in the most gibberish words you've ever heard, you probably understand the aranara language more bro.

And that's where Paimon and the Traveller come in! The Traveller and Paimon would gladly translate for you! They have visited this world once after all.

And like the genshin people in your world just being shocked that so many people know so much about them??? Or when they find out the one who created them isn't you, but actually some guys called Hoyoverse? They'll be in such a crisis.

But of course, they know the difference between them and you. You made them feel alive, they created them, but you—made them feel life.

No matter how many people have played genshin, the only and truly person to have made them feel alive is you and you only. That's why you're their beloved Creator!

Wanderer, Abyss Order, Arlecchino, Capitano, Columbina, Pierro, Dainsleif, Ei, Zhongli, Venti and Nahida understands you other than the Traveller.

Everyone is kind of jealous, that the Traveller could just Snoop you away and help you out every time you need some translation. They want to do that too! But they can't...

Guess they'd just need to do other unethical ways to understand your otherworldly language huh?

[anantaru]

hello yoru! do you have some genshin women thrists you can share with us pls <3

including. arlecchino, ei

cw. [ex]plicit, arlecchino is a lil scary but that's how we love her, fem! reader

— ꒰ ARLECCHINO ꒱

arlecchino looks at you through mystical eyes— their origin in every way unknown.

she looms over you, the force of her governing aura directly refuting her head that was craning back to slip a soft, almost loving kiss along your tensed jaw.

you'd like to think you're doing a pretty good job in her eyes, and perhaps you do, but she'll never reveal it. arlecchino liked to keep you on edge, you know, make you wonder if she's actually still fond of you, or wouldn't mind getting rid of you.

with that, she clicks her tongue as she notices how you're trailing into your thoughts and worries, her fingers constantly working leisurely on your clit— pinching the nerves while teasing the responsive flesh with her sharp nails, ghosting the keen, stinging nails over the prickling skin.

arlecchino looks at you, unable to hide a cutting smirk— if you're being honest with yourself, it was bordering on a belittling perception, honed in her elite position as a harbinger. she likes to grin at how your hips squirm against her fingers as she watches your legs twitch underneath her body.

despite the severity of the situation, or the danger you might come across due to coming into contact with a dangerous individual such as arlecchino— the woman was utterly stunning, you cannot deny that fact, she was unbeatable in her level of beauty.

her pale skin was bound with perfection, not one blemish to for you to see, and the air surging through your bodies was dense of her perfume and its expensive taste.

the fourth was dangerous, this much was clear— and she loved you, believe it or not, she adored spending time with you and playing with your body as she pleases. if it's genuine love or rather a fondness you feel towards a pet, a toy or a hobby, such was unclear.

yet there she was now, eyeing you like a predator, recklessly stimulating your clit while at the same time, making sure you won't ever forget that your place, the only position for you to inhabit, was beneath her.

— ꒰ RAIDEN EI ꒱

ei was pretty with her knees pressed into her chest, and her plump pussy throbbing thick beneath your touch, flushed and inflamed as you lick across her folds.

softly beneath each rough exhale, you make sure to catch a glimpse of her— what better was there to take notice of how she's reacting to your slick tongue locating the pleasure spots on her core?

although at the first beat of encountering her gaze, ei suddenly grabs at your shoulders with a strength you simply cannot compare with, afterwards pulling you up so you could rest your forehead against her own.

your chest was tightly pressed into her and squeezing her tits— it made you go insane, you wanted to touch them almost as much as you wanted to touch yourself to the picture of it, simply seeing her divine body was enough to inflict a throb on your pussy, especially when your body was making them spill to the sides.

"i want you... to feel good too," she insists, "is that alright?" ei pouts before placing one hand on your ass to squeeze the flesh while at the same time, lewdly grinding her cunt on your body. you nod before kissing her bottom lip, excitement seeping in your bones as your pussy flutters around nothing.

as evident, her face was all a mess with drool lodging on her mouth, her curves decorated with perspiration as she slides her fingers from your ass to your stomach, playfully pinching your flesh before ultimately settling on your warm cunt that was immediately welcoming her touch.

you were a little clumsy with the new position and felt a bit awkward with your chin being practically full of her slick. although ei did not mind, in fact, she was planning to clean you up with her tongue after she was done making you cum at least twice.

your legs shake like leaves in a hurricane as she slowly pumps one finger in you, just one, pushing up and down, up and down— testing the waters with your body and if it feels good the way she does it.

ei was watching you through a content expression, she loves you so much, although she was obsessed at how nicely your lips part when she touches you like this.

©2024 anantaru do not repost, copy, translate, modify, claim as your own

[strwbmei]

shy raiden ei with g!p reader doing it for the first time UGHH shes so cute and so beautiful i just need to ruin her and also cherish her and treat her like the royalty she is

Ei, as surprising as it'd be for someone who's lived as long as she has, is a virgin. Not only in the sense that she has never had sex with anyone before, but in a way that she has little to no knowledge of anything related to intimacy other than that it mostly involves inserting something in someone else's private parts to reproduce. The idea irked her, to say the least. The archon didn't understand why some people would find it so pleasurable, and she believed that she'd never be able to.

That was until you came into her life. Or rather, exiting the plane of Euthymia after give or take 500 years, she came into yours.

You two clicked immediately, and it didn't take long (at least, not as long as most people would expect for someone as oblivious as Ei,) until you two started dating. She never so much as hinted at the prospect of sex, and you respected that. Ei, on the other hand, was tormented by a whirlpool of emotions whenever in your presence: love, happiness, and something else that she can't quite put her finger on. A feeling so primal; filled with carnal desire that Ei did not want to yield to.

And yet, try as she might, even archons have their own needs. Currently, Ei finds herself underneath you, hands gripping silky sheets as she breathes heavily in anticipation. It's a situation she has fantasized about more than she'd like to admit. Truly, you'd like nothing more than to ravish her as she asks you to be gentle with an expression more irresistible than anything you've seen, but you decide against it. For now, at least.

You made sure to take your time prepping her, whispering sweet praises into her ear that turned the archon into little more than putty in your hands, and damn, was it worth it. The long, drawn out moan she lets out when you first push your cock inside is absolutely heavenly. It doesn't take much for her to turn into a babbling mess, hiding her face in your neck as she mumbles to herself about how good everything feels.

The bed sheets are long since discarded onto a random spot on the floor, and her moans echo throughout the corridors of the Tenshukaku. You can't help but be thankful that your lover rarely has anyone visiting her. Raiden Ei, so feared with her mere presence demanding utmost respect. Your Ei, so shy and adorable. So trusting and naive. The fact that such a powerful archon would do anything for you as soon as you say the word turns you on to no end. Hell, you could probably tell her to get on her knees and beg, and she'd do it.

By the time you can feel yourself close to release, Ei has had at least 3 orgasms already. Your thrusts get sloppier, and she finds herself mindlessly calling your name as she claws at your back. Originally, you had planned to pull out, but it seems Ei had other ideas as she locked her legs behind your hips. You're in no rush. It's more fun to slowly, yet surely corrupt her. And yet, if she wants you to cum inside that badly, who are you to deny?

With one final thrust, your cockhead kisses the entrance of Ei's womb as you shoot a seemingly endless amount of ropes of cum into her warm cunt. You've taken her first kiss, her first time, and now, her first of many creampies. As you pull out and see the absolutely blissed expression on her face, you realize that there's no going back for either of you.

[tinandabin]

Sagau but the reader is the ACTUAL creator. Part 2

ok so, I mean that in most sagau fics the reader gets ise-kaied into sagau and gets blamed as the imposter creator (?) when they are the creator because golden blood shit syxbsuzn the thing is, you've been the real creator since start, no ise-kais or whatever.

_________

You were casually sitting in one of the flower fields, fingers flipping through some scrolls as the sun shined and brushed your soft skin. The birds were chirping and the wind was calm, a sign of harmony and peace.

You smiled, glad to know that Teyvat is the best as it can be. Twirling a sweet flower in one of yours hands, you continued to read the ancient scrolls.

Before you knew it, the sun was clouded and the winds picked up the pace, the birds and animals all scurrying off. For the first time in a while, Teyvat, no, the Archons did something against the Creator's wish.

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"Filthy impostor! You dare take our creator's face and try to fool us?" Morax spat out at the poor girl, trembling with fear and anxiety. She didn't do anything. She's innocent. Why must she be killed for having been born like this?

Morax pointed out his polearm at the girl's throat while the bystanders watched. 'They are watching.' The girl thought. 'Why isn't anyone helping me? What did I do?'

Morax's amber eyes glared at her as soon enough, the rest of the Archons were present.

"Stupid girl, you made a mistake by stumbling upon here." Barbatos mockingly said, slightly pitying the girl because he too is nothing but an imposter. The thought made him want to perhaps, perhaps help the girl out. But oh, what if she is actually impersonating the creator to try and get something? The thought echoed in his mind and he decided for her fate to be sealed.

The winds picked up their pace.

Ei's bright purple eyes strikingly glared at the girl, "You dare to have the same face as our creator," She said with venom lacing her tone.( what eh fuck am I doing )

Thunder struck one of the trees.

As Morax went to strike down the head of the impostor with his polearm, one final thing happened.

The ground started rumbling.

"You dare try and behead one of the innocent?" Your voice spoke out amidst the tense atmosphere.

And there you were, the All-Creator in all their glory.

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Masterlist

[multi-fandom-imagine]

Day 10- Strip Tease.

Fandom: Mortal Kombat 1

Character: Raiden

Warnings: dry humping, implied smut

A/n: I hate it, not happy with this fic at all 😩.

It was easy to fluster Raiden, he was too sweet for his own good and since he became the champion you couldn’t help but think you had to give him a reward, he did deserve it after all.

“Raiden.” Wrapping your arms around his neck, you hummed pressing your body into his back as your fingers moved down his chest. “I have something to show you.”

Blinking, Raiden wetted his lips as he quickly glanced around the room. “Yea?”

Humming you nodded your head placing a kiss to the nape of his neck then pulled back go in him a smirk as you stepped away from him.

Glancing around, Raiden wetted his lips as he egerly followed you as his body buzzed with excitement.

The man didn’t get a chance to ask you what you had planned as you shoved him in the chair. Your body moving on his as your fingers ran down his chest, your lips near his ear. “Shh just back an enjoy the show love. You do deserve it after all.”

Swallowing, Raiden watched as you placed Johnny’s phone down a nearby table. He didn’t know what you hit but it did not take long for music to fill the air and soon you were dancing.

Your hips swaying to the best of the music, your fingers hooking into the edges of your pants as you dashed over to the man sitting in the chair. Digging his nails into the arm rest, Raiden shifted his body to get more comfortable as he watched you slowly peel your shirt off. Inch by inch his eyes ran over you skin as you tinted your back to him.

Tossing a smile over your shoulder you let the fabric drop to the ground, your hands cupping your breasts as you sat on your lovers lap. Raiden’s hands quickly moving to your hips as you slowly grounded your hips against his. His fingers clutching your hips tightly grinding up to meet your movements.

“Such a good boy you are”

Buying his face into you neck, Raiden let his fingers dance up your naked skin as he grounded into you against, his erection pushing into your backside.

Sliding out of the man’s lap, your gaze took in the flushed appearance of your love. Your skin prickling with excitement as you grasped the edge of the pants slowly slipping them off as Raiden’s gaze remained on you.

Your hands moving to the string of you panties as your sauntered over to Radien. Now standing in between his legs you placed your hands on his broad shoulders. “Now come and claim your prize.”

Pushing out of the chair, Raiden pulled you in for a deep kiss. His tongue isn’t over yours as he pressed you against the wall. He’ll claim his prize of course and once he was down, he’ll show you just how grateful he was.

[xiaosonlybeloved]

Regret, Guilt and Anguish- Zhongli

Sequel to 'Of Flowers and Death'

featuring:- Zhongli, sister!Ei, reader [name] warnings:- angst, hurt no comfort, a few slaps from Ei to Zhongli a/n:- This was a request from an anon, so nonnie, I hope you like it!

masterlist

“Chirp, chirp, chirp!” Birds flaw about happily as Zhongli walked down a familiar path, heart clenching as he looked at one of the houses. The guilt and grief he felt was immeasurable, to the point he hadn’t even protested when the Traveler set off to Sumeru, merely wishing for her safety and success. Why? Why did you have to die? He had barely recovered from Guizhong’s death with your help, before you too left him, shattering him into pieces all over again. And who would help him to rise from this night again?

His attention was drawn to a bird chirping angrily at the footstep of a house that was starting to look old . That bird was an exotic bird, imbued with electro, carrying a roll of paper with it. He walked over to it and bent down to take the paper, seeing that the recipient of those letters would not open the door ever again. His eyes widened as he went through the contents of the letter sent by Ei.

“Dear [name],

Did you safely reach Liyue? Why have you not been responding lately? Are you that busy? [Name], I’m getting worried. Please, send me a letter soon, even if it has just a few words. I won’t mind. Just let me know that you’re alright, and I’ll leave you in peace for a while. I am anxiously waiting for your letter, so please don’t forget.

With love,

Raiden Ei."

Zhongli’s breath hitched as he dropped the paper. He’d been so absorbed in himself that he completely forgot about your sister. How… how would he tell Ei that her dear sister would never reply to one of her letters again? It would be most rude and cold to merely inform Ei about your passing through a letter. Perhaps he should go to Inazuma himself to tell her, now that the Sakoku Decree had been lifted a few months ago.

***********

“What…” The violet-eyed female in front of him whispered, staring at him like he had grown two heads. She shook her head. “This is a joke, right? You’re just joking. Last I’d seen her a few weeks ago, and she was well and healthy. There’s no way she could be- be-” Her voice cracked at the end, unable to see it. Zhongli, or Morax, didn’t respond, he merely stared at the floor in regret. Anything he said now would trigger Ei, send her off the edge. She didn’t deserve this. You didn’t deserve this. 

“Morax?” She murmured in a voice less than a whisper. “Is… is it really true?” Zhongli had told Ei all the details about your end, omitting a few things at the end though. Now he responded only with a nod, unable to talk due to the choking feel in his throat. (dw he wont get hanahaki he has to live to suffer). A multitude of emotions could be seen swirling in Ei’s eyes- grief, sorrow, anger, rage, disbelief, fear; it was all there. Staring at him with wide, shell-shocked eyes, she slowly collapsed to her knees, staring blankly forward, ears ringing in the silence. First Kitsune Saiguu, then Makoto, and now [name] too? You had been so full of life the last time Ei saw you. But now… She was all alone. How did she not even know about your hanahaki? Why did you hide it from her, making her believe everything was great?  What was the point of her pursuing eternity, if she couldn’t even protect the ones she loved?

A loud sound echoed throughout the room. ‘Slap!’ Ei had unsteadily gotten to her feet, and landed a harsh blow across Morax’s face. ‘Slap!’ Another. She didn’t care that he was older and more powerful than her. What she cared about was that he was the reason you were dead. Another slap echoed throughout the room, and another. Ei didn’t stop. He was the reason her sister was dead, and Ei was releasing all of her fury and grief on Morax, and he… He silently stood there with his head bowed, silently accepting all the sharp blows that made his jaw ache. Because her anger towards him was completely justified- it was all his fault.

He had to go back to Liyue with a heavy heart. And he knew, he knew that he would never recover from this.

I'm sorry, this was really short but the idea has been living in my head since the time you sent in the ask, i hope you liked it!

[ghostherlig]

railao (?) drabble

i have no idea what their ship tag is, but i'll update this if i figure it out- anyway, please enjoy <3

Kung Lao startled at the feeling of Raiden's hand on his shin, the calmer man gasping as he watched what was happening on screen.

Raiden had dragged him into his room, the two having been catching up on one of the shows they had been watching together. It had been a rougher few weeks, and this was what they normally did in their down time.

Though, Raiden was currently a lot more invested than Kung Lao.

"By the gods, he betrayed her!" Raiden whispered, completely enraptured by what was happening on screen.

Lao was closer to passing out than he would care to admit, the comfortable position he was laying in certainly wasn't helping, and neither was Raiden's unreasonably calming presence.

"Ooh, did you see that, Lao? That looked like it hurt..." Raiden commented, shaking his leg a little with his words.

Lao peeked an eye open to watch was happening on screen, a woman and her ex-lover apparently fighting on screen. It was a choreographed scuffle, and Lao chuckled at the obviously pulled punches.

"I bet it did." Lao answered, voice low with exhaustion.

He had worked hard, and since this was supposed to be his down time he wasn't feeling too guilty about using it to rest.

"You're not falling asleep on me, are you?" Raiden teased, laughter in his tone as he paused their show.

"No, no," Lao answered, waving his hand over at Raiden despite the fact that his head was turned down, his regular straw hat covering his eyes, "You can keep watching, 挚友."

"I can clearly see you falling asleep, Lao, and you only call me 挚友 when you're too exhausted to hold your tongue," Raiden pointed, Kung Lao chuckling and leaning his head back, his closed eyes exposed to the man sitting next to him on the bed.

"You got me there," He smiled, peeking an eye open to see Raiden staring back at him, sitting cross legged next to his waist, his hand still on Lao's shin.

They were comfortable like that. The two of them normally shared space and touches casually, it came with growing up together as they had. And with bunking together as they had and do at Wu Shi.

"You should've told me, I would've stopped watching at the end of the last episode," Raiden scolded, backing out of the episode they were currently watching.

"No, you should finish it. It was nearly over," Lao yawned, and Raiden rolled his eyes at him.

"We were less than half way through, Lao." He deadpanned, getting a shrug in return.

"They aren't that long,"

"They're each an hour! You must be closer to falling asleep than I thought," Raiden teased, getting a scoff from Lao.

"I'm not, just finish your episode! I'm sure it'll be a good one. I can rest after that, Raiden, we get to sleep in tomorrow, remember?" Kung Lao reminded, and Raiden pouted.

"Are you sure? I know as soon as I put it back on and stop talking you're going to pass out." Raiden answered, and Lao sighed.

"Yes, I'm sure. Now put it back on, 挚友." Lao teased, Raiden huffing a laugh and putting the episode back on, Kung Lao listening as it went on.

Apparently, the main lead had been betrayed by her lover, and they were fighting it out. That was, until the ex-lover's mistress came into the scene, helping fight off the first girl.

It was a convoluted mess, but Raiden was always so interested in these shows. Lao remembers the first series Raiden watched. Madam Bo had lent him the tapes, and despite their age they held up pretty well.

"C'mon, get her!" Raiden whispered, cheering on the lead as she fought off the other two.

Lao smiled to himself.

He never really loved these shows like Raiden did, but time spent with Raiden was time well spent. He would spend the rest of his days just like this if it meant he could spent them all with Raiden.

With his 挚友.

His 宝宝.

He could feel the leaden weight of the promise ring in his pocket, knew he would need to show to his 宝宝 soon enough.

And he would. In due time.

But right now, laid out comfortably on Raiden's full sized cot, the sounds of the TV and Raiden's engaged whispers in his ears, and the warmth of a cozy summer's night, Kung Lao was more than happy to wait.

end notes!! chinese translations: 宝宝 is Bǎo bǎo which means 'baby', and 挚友 is 'dearest friend' or 'best friend'. fair warning i do not speak chinese and these may be incorrect!!

[m1d-45]

Heheehee would love to see venti post-imposter au like that one u did for zhongli...I love guilt >:)))) and thank u, u r amazing!!!!

unnamed poem, unnamed bard

a/n: wrote a whole poem for this. hope you enjoy <3

-> warnings: reader is dead. reader is a literal corpse and is described and referred to as such. major spoilers for mondstat archon quest, the most microscopic spoilers for liyue archon quest.

-> lowercase intended!

taglist: @samarill || @thenyxsky || @valeriele3 || @shizunxie

< masterlist >

‘the creator is the highest god across every nation.’

seven sets of eyes stared at the body in front of them, at the arrow shot through it’s throat. several other wounds crossed the body, but none were as lethal as the first.

‘they have created everything, from the clouds-‘

angry gray rippled across the sky, thunder crackling in the distance. the storm had been brewing all day, and now the reason why was clear.

‘-to the air-‘

wind howled and cried, whipping through hair and pulling at clothes. one of the ties around venti’s braids had been ripped away, the hair beginning to unravel in the gale. still, even as nahida clutched at focalor’s cloak to stay standing—poor girl, she’d been trying to convince her—the clothes on the corpse were still.

‘-to the earth beneath our feet.’

blood seeped into the ground below, shimmering even in the dim light filtering through the clouds. the brick pattern below had shining blue for grout, blood tracing a spiderweb out.

‘they are only to be adored with the highest of veneration.’

thin hands shook around the handle of a bow, painted nails digging into the grip. barbatos’ eyes are wide, teal, unblinking gaze staring at the body as if it would magically come back to life. as if it would reach, pull out the arrow, as if it would sit up and chide him for behaving so rashly. it doesn’t.

‘after all…’

amber eyes search for purple, then red, black gloves tightening around the geo lord’s weapon. he was not without sin, having also participated in the chase—none were truly pure, none truly deserved any form of forgiveness except for maybe nahida.

‘it is they to which we owe our lives.’

seven chests heaved with a variety of emotions—adrenaline, contrition, horror—but an eighth was oddly regular. blank, lifeless eyes, matching the color of the ones on the corpse, curved with a smile. well done! they cheered, silent pride shining in the dim light.

‘they are stronger than steel.’

“who are you?”

the gritted voice of the pyro archon shattered the fragile silence.

“me?”

‘brighter than the sun.’

the false god put a hand to their chest, the fake shock on their face not hiding their glee. “well, i’m your god, aren’t i?”

‘with their iron-strong will,’

six hands tightened on weapons. one set let go of cloth, small stature still brimming with anger.

‘eons long work begun.’

new blood stained the dirt, red instead of divine blue. the fake’s body jerked, elemental reactions dancing across their skin as their body fell to the floor. superconduct burned out their eyes, overload locked up their lungs, quicken sped up the rate at which blood flowed from their veins. frozen pinned their still-twitching body to floor as they slowly died.

the gods almost wished that it had taken them longer to die. they certainly didn’t deserve a quick death.

‘they forged the valleys and plains.’

seven voices united by the covered body of their god, undivided by worldly squabbles. grudges and bitterness fell away, if only for now, seven heads bowed on seven sets of knees. even nahida, innocent as she was, had knelt alongside them here. seven prayers were lifted on seven tongues, some wavering, all weak. the scenery did little to distract when they knew they had slaughtered it’s maker.

‘mountains shaped, clouds retained.’

the burial was silent, only the sound of dirt against dirt breaking the solemn air. shimmering jade rose from the earth, obsidian lettering carving out their sin. seven were too weak to continue standing, seven sets of tears beginning to fall. seven asked for forgiveness.

‘as night turned to day turned to night again,’

none would receive it.

‘their last creation made, to their own world they ascend.’

grass and flowers were quick to grow over the unsettled dirt, risking quick uprooting for the chance to get closer. seven hearts burned. seven souls screamed.

drinks hit their tables with loud bangs. ‘who are you, bard?” a man called. ‘where have you heard such things?’

barbatos was the first to flee, unable to bear feeling their aura so long after their death. his wide wings flapped erratically, all of his usual grace lost as tears blurred his vision. the cuffs of his shirt clung to his skin, droplets of blue already staining to matter how hard he tried to scrub it out. it refused to even smudge.

he tucked his wings in and dove, barely even trying to slow his fall once he got closer to the ground, not feeling the pain in his feet. he stumbled once, twice, then collapsed at the foot of his own anemo statue.

the boy laughed, the teal on his nails matching the mirth in his eyes.

barbatos’ chest heaved, the air he commands abandoning him in his time of need. the peaceful breeze of windrise couldn’t hide the uneven beats of his heart, the cool stone behind him not soothing the burn on his face. he could see them, the golden chains of his crimes, already encircling his arms. the fingers that pulled the string stiffened with shining rings, too tight to be comfortable, his opposite palm already beginning to glow. some scrap of his consciousness mourned how it would affect his ability to play, to drink, to move, the unforgiving chains binding his actions.

the larger majority mourned his god.

‘you can call me venti.’

[cryptidbait]

Wu Shi Poly 🔞

"You're not doing it right," Johnny complained, watching as Raiden's hips stuttered. He could see Raiden's shoulders tense and the farm boy whined out a response. Kung Lao's thighs were shaking as Raiden held his legs into the air. Raiden paused in his thrusts, determined to try out the pacing again. But Lao's fluttering cunt felt so good around his throbbing shaft.

When Lao and Johnny brought up the idea of Lao and Raiden fucking, the simple champion wasn't sure of it. Not because he didn't want to, but because he knew he might not be able to satisfy Johnny's demands. He knew Johnny could be demanding in bed, and Raiden was too soft to deny the superstar what he wanted. Raiden began grinding his hips into Lao's cunt again and Lao keened out, his head falling back against the bed. Raiden was about three thrusts in when he felt it.

"Do not stop," he heard in his ear. Raiden shivered, feeling Johnny's warm breath against the shell of his ear. Raiden groaned, thrusting into Lao's wet heat. Johnny's pelvis was flush against his naked ass, guiding Raiden's hips at the pace the superstar wanted. Raiden tried to focus, really he did, but he could feel Johnny's growing bulge against his ass. Raiden moaned, trying to grind his ass back but trying to stay in Lao's cunt. "Stay focused, champion. Clearly you needed a guiding hand." Johnny's hands came up, grabbing Raiden's waist in a steady, bruising grip.

Raiden watched as another person walked around, and a tattooed hand reached out in front of Raiden. Kenshi. Colored fingers danced across Lao's stomach and traced Lao's twitching cocklet. Kung Lao gave a shout, back arching off of the bed. Kenshi smirked at the fucking duo, swirling his digits to tease Lao more.

"Two guiding hands, from the looks of it," Kenshi commented, his voice husky.

***

“You really thought you could take me on," Kung Lao grinned, grinding down onto Johnny's twitching cock. Johnny keened, the sound being muffled by Kenshi's soaking cunt. Kenshi gasped, leaning forward towards the Shaolin monk. Kung Lao lunged forward, his lips colliding with Kenshi's thinner pair. Kenshi smirked into the kiss, one hand grabbing a fistful of Lao's loose hair and pulling. Lao whined and Kenshi took the chance to deepen the kiss, plunging his tongue into Lao's warm cavern. Lao lifted his hips slightly and dropped back down, his cunt clenching tightly. Johnny shook, his thigh's trembling.

"Fu-fuck," Raiden stuttered, his hips losing their pace. He huffed, quickening his pace. Johnny’s fluttering hole around his cock felt so fucking good. Raiden didn't get to fuck Johnny's ass often, so he tried his best to savor this moment. Johnny was making this very difficult for Raiden to contain himself. Raiden's rough hand grasped Johnny's soft hips firmly, and Johnny knew that his paler flesh was going to bruise due to Raiden's strong grasp.

Raiden's other hand came up and held Lao's hip, guiding Lao's hips into a pace that matched his own. Lao moaned into Kenshi's mouth and Kenshi grinned, rolling his his against Johnny's face. Kenshi wiggled his hips, bumping his engorged clit against Johnny's nose.

Johnny slurped, doing his best to fuck his tongue into Kenshi's leaking hole. Kenshi and Raiden made eye contact over Lao's shoulder and Raiden leaned forward, planting kisses along the back of Lao's neck. Lao cried out, his cunt fluttering on Johnny's throbbing cock.

[mynameismisty]

♥︎Raiden who loves cherishing you.♥︎

Unless he's out protecting Earthrealm, he's always next to you, cuddling and kissing your face all over, whispering sweet nothings into your ear.

You could feel him walk up behind you while you were folding clothes on the bed and wrapped his arms around your waist. "May I have this kiss?" He would mumble into your shoulder.

When you say yes with a soft chuckle, he'd turn your face and kiss you on the lips, a smooth, gentle kiss...

Before it turns into a heated one, tongue against tongue, skin against skin. Raiden pulls away for a moment and lays you on the bed. You were ready for a heated, intimate and hot session but Raiden trails his head down to the hem of your bottoms.

"Raiden... you don't have to..."

Raiden placed kisses on your stomach, trailing down, down, down.

Next thing you know, he's planting soft kisses, licking and sucking on your pussy while looking up at you with love-struck eyes.

"I'm simply cherishing you, love."

[visionsofmagic]

— what he calls you, what you call him. ✷ mk1 edition.

PET NAMES.

— nsfw content under the cut! just a drabble & version 2 of my other drabble series for mk1. the idea came into my mind when I was writing a request, so, have fun! [also have no idea how this turned out to be more spicy than I thought] [main master.]

tomas, syzoth, bi han, liu kang, kuai liang, raiden

TOMAS. he likes to call you by every beautiful title even though he still believes your name is the prettiest one among them. he chooses “my goddess” mostly in lots of ways from showing his love to begging for you to let him fuck you. he always gets blushed whenever you tease him by using a few certain pet names. the most effective one is being called shy by you.

“oh, hi shyness, miss me already? ohh, cute!”

SYZOTH. he is shy like tomas yet he is a bit stronger with certain pet names you use for him while he’s calling you his love, goddess, precious. he prefers using cute little names for you besides your name. he even whimpers them when he has you on him, under him, in front of him. it doesn’t matter - the only important thing is how he tries to get you to call him with a certain title - good boy.

“ohh, my good boy - you’re so beautiful!”

BI HAN. it takes a long time for him to come up with pet names that include affection rather than power play - apparently, he’s new to this, a bit, yet when he discovers how the names he calls you have different effects on you, he begins to use them often. you are the reason he begins to use them after all - calling him master, in a very seductive way, turning his title to something different, something that makes his blood boil with a refreshing ice sense. it drives him crazy whenever you use it, so, he chooses to call you his personal favorite, including humiliating nicknames too - “slut”, “whore”, and “toy” - also he calls you, “pretty”, “delightful”.

“ohh - master, you have no idea what you’re doing to me - mmh, maybe you do.”

LIU KANG. he is a lover who likes to give both affection, love and lust, desire to his partner, so he uses lots of pet names while giving every beautiful name to you, from “darlin’”, “love”, “beauty” to “doll”, “honey”, “delicate flower”. he likes to see your expression, and your reactions as he calls you with such names. also, he can’t help but fall for you further, can’t hide the feelings he has in the moments of you call him your lord - both in a pretty way as if he’s the only one who has your heart and soul at the same time with your trust, and in a sweet way as if the only thing you want from him to devour you, showing his true power while showing you starts as he pounds into you.

“ohhh, my lord, please - it’s so gooood my lord, so good -!”

KUAI LIANG. the dilemma of this man makes you go crazy. it will be like in daylight, you’re the most precious thing in every realm, a delicate lover, deserves all gentle things from him - it even shows itself with the way he calls you his love, heart, and soul - yet in nights, he turns into a fire beast, having you so weak on the knees and teasing you whenever he gets chance to by calling you his good girl. his favorite ones - the ones that turn the table and make him weak on the knees one for you are being called your warmth, your lover, and your cute boy. according to the moods, he goes crazy with each of them.

“my lover - goood, feeling so good!”

RAIDEN. another shy boy who likes to call you the ones you are comfortable with- he even asks you if it’s okay to call you such a thing the first time he uses it without realizing it for a moment. he’s also a gentle lover - it takes time to also use a few filthy names rather than only cute ones such as “pretty”, “princess”, and “cuteness.” he spends a certain time until he calls you his good girl, making his mind turn dizzy with how you make him feel so good. for him, he should choose the name he can never get tired or bored of hearing from your pretty lips - as he remarks shyly.

“oh, look at my pretty boy! making such a mess for me!”

🩷

tagging • @lookingforgoodthings & @snowprincesa1

[tokimihyachi]

no, but like imagine scaramouche, the prince of a neighboring nation is all but loved by his mother for failing to be everything she needs and wants from an heir to the throne. worse, she wishes he never existed at all.

so in a fit of emotions and decisions, he decides to kidnap the darling— "crowning jewel" of another empire, you, whose nation is in war with theirs to prove to his mother that he isn't so useless after all.

during your imprisonment, it is evident that he is detestable and you hate every breathing part of him.

however, he is unaware that the darling of the country is actually your twin sibling and the king does not value you at all. in fact, the whole kingdom doesn't even notice your disappearance.

so you use this as your leverage to annoy the fuck out of your captor and he is vexed. 

[vrachis]

cumming balls deep inside cat hybrid! ei like it's the only thing you know what to do with her cunt,,, never letting her go from you as you fill her up over and over again, telling her that she must bear your child.