Chenkaiii

𝑑𝑜𝑛’𝑡 𝑔𝑖𝑚𝑚𝑖𝑒 𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝑙𝑜𝑜𝑘 🍪

order for: childe, albedo, and diluc

flavor: suggestive

order summary: how the genshin men react to you giving them the “fuck me” eyes on accident

warnings: modern! au in childe’s order, not established relationship, gn pronouns, childe being risky, hickeys/neck sucking lmao, very long especially childe’s order because i’m biased my bad yall, i have no idea what these chemicals actually mean or do in albedo’s order so if you know just ignore it, light manhandling on diluc’s order, and making out

childe:

you guys weren’t anything, there was no relationship and no fucking happening but it was clear to pretty much anyone you’d ever met that there was tension (and lots of it)

you decided to go to the store with him one late evening and just fool around while shopping for useless items you knew you would need

he pushed you around the cart and through the isles, nearly hitting multiple people but you two were so happy that you didn’t care

giggles and fits of laughter erupted amongst you both as you bought cakes to smear on each other’s faces and played hide and seek

upon all the fun random shit you were doing though you did have to actually buy a few things, rummaging through the store trying to find where in the world your favorite shampoo could possibly be was surprisingly harder than you had expected

eventually you had found it and of course you had passed it multiple times, how did this even happen?

well the shampoo was on the very top shelf which you sadly could not reach, HOWEVER fear not as the worlds tallest ginger beanstalk is by your side!

though he got your shampoo you two were still slap happy and playing around like idiots which thus led you into nearly knocking him over, thankfully he was fine and didn’t fall on his ass but the shampoo bottle can’t exactly say the same

reaching down you got it and without even realizing you had made eye contact with childe, unintentionally your lips pouted and your eyelashes flicked at him

you didn’t even realize you did it, so you got the bottle and put it in your cart continuing to shop as though nothing happened

childe stood there for a good moment stunned, even if you only looked at him like that for a mere second how could he forgot about that? the gloss in your eyes and oh so inviting temptation of kissing your lips was too memorable for him to just forget about

leaving the store with your hands full of bags that contain (mostly) unneeded items you had glanced over at childe, he had been acting all weird since earlier

“hey… childe… is something wrong?”

he stopped walking and looked at the ground, you weren’t really sure what to do so you set your bags down and went to check on him

you couldn’t see his face so you tried to lean down to figure out what was wrong when suddenly your eyes widened at him pushing up against the store wall, his arms pinning yours to the side of your head and his breath on your neck left you frozen

“what do you think you were doing pulling that stunt back there?”

he started to kiss your neck sloppily, his teeth lightly nibbling at the skin in a way that made your head spin

“wha…what are you talking… about?”

you were barely able to get a sentence out with the way he made you feel lightheaded, he was so close and so warm that you couldn’t even bother to think of whether or not people would see you like this

“that trick you pulled looking at me like that, hmm you smell good… but don’t give me that look or i might just eat you whole”

his words going straight to your stomach made you whimper and due to his hands holding yours down you couldn’t cover your mouth in this position

he stopped for a second before coming face to face with you and kissing you roughly, his tongue not hesitating to breach your lips and play with yours

you tried your best not to moan into the kiss but with his tongue all over yours and his knee between your legs you didn’t really have a choice

breaking the kiss he pulled away and licked his lips, finally letting go of your wrists had grabbed the bags from the ground and started walking to the car leaving you on shock

“well? come on let’s finish at home”

albedo:

working in the lab all day was normal, it was part of your job after all however working THIS late was not in your job description

sucrose and albedo were yawning and soon the tiredness spread to you as well, as they say yawns are contagious

experiment after experiment with no decent results showing up was surely tiring, mixing these chemicals over and over again was starting to take a toll on you and left the lab for a short moment to get fresh air

the air in dragonspine was bitter, today though it didn’t nip as your skin as harshly as it usually did. perhaps it was a sign of good luck

the scene was beautiful, unlike any other in mondstadt. such a place as dragonspine was set in a perfect spot for icy views and glacial picturesque scenery, resting again the heater nearby you closed your eyes and before you knew it your lights were out

your eyes fluttered open to find a worried sucrose trying to get a response out of you

“(y/n)? (y/n) thank archons you’re awake, i’m heading home for the night. albedo wanted to make sure you were alright, you should go back into the lab and help finishing up so you can go home and rest.”

you embarrassingly give sucrose your thanks and head back into the lab with a slight redness on your face

albedo seems not to be paying much mind, instead opting to focus on his vile of ethylene glycol. you hesitated as you sat down at the counter and began to stir the calcium oxide with naphthalene

“is everything alright? you seem off, your breathing is at an abnormal pace and your temperate appears to be lower than expected.”

albedo questions you without even so much as looking up from his work, thought you can tell by the tone is his voice that he’d very clearly paying attention to not only you but every move you make

“oh, i’m sorry. i guess i’m just a bit ashamed for my improper etiquette…”

“there’s no need to be ashamed. assuming you got the proper amount of sleep last night it’s only reasonable you’d be exhausted from today’s work. in fact i’m quite impressed you came back into the lab even after sucrose left.”

you really didn’t know what to say, it seems he had no issue with your little situation. hearing him pass by it like that put a soft smile of your face, choosing to move on you continued forward with your experiment

after a little while you were beginning to get tired again, though you had slept for a little while the chemical work was hard and you knew you wouldn’t last long until you needed to go home

letting yet another yawn escape you a thick silence filled the air throughout the night, that is until albedo called out to you. his voice spoke through it crisp and clear and though slicing through it with a dagger making you perk up with interest

“(y/n) would you hand me the aluminum chlorohydrate to the left of you?”

shuffling from the counters and sliding the mixture you albedo you notice the dark circles until his eyes

“now, if all goes to what’s hypothesized we can assume that there will be a new chemical compound which causes the subject who drinks the concoction to experience a deduction in iron deprivation and an innate lack of-”

albedo turned you halting his words upon meeting your eyes, you had been studying the look on his face realizing that his skin seemed more pale and his lips were less saturated. a clear sign of sleep loss.

though you were looking at the evidence for lack of sleep you couldn’t help but notice how pretty albedo was, his porcelain skin and marble like eyes capturing your attention

“(y/n), is there a reason you’re looking at me like that?”

having been snapped out of your thoughts you’re confused, he was just talking about chemicals so why is he taking about you looking at him now?

“what do you mean?”

“staring me down like a hungry animal, it’s impossible not to notice. your pupils are dilated and your breathing has picked up, your face is red and your eyelids are relaxed. if i’m not mistaken i’d say you seem very aroused…”

you blink in surprise and flush more in embarrassment, you can’t believe that your coworker just exposed you for checking him out and even worse is that he’s completely right!

albedo allows a smirk to fade onto his face, putting the glass down and bring your chin up between his two fingers he gives you a hot passionate kiss; one hot enough to melt you

you gasp in surprise and albedo expertly slides his tongue into your mouth, using one of his hands to grip your waste and pull you against him

“perhaps we should clean up in the lab, let us go home. there are many other experiments i’d like the try out, would you do the honor of being my test subject?”

diluc:

playing chess with diluc was hard, he was taught how to play growing up and had plenty of experience over the years growing strategies and techniques

you however were not so good at chess… sure you know the basics and can navigate a very very very beginners game but you were certainly not on par with diluc

despite that he invited you to play chess with him for a little while on break, spending time with him was always nice but when playing chess there was a specific intimacy in the air that was nice

“check”

he had you cornered, as per usual with the mastermind of mondsadt but you didn’t really mind considering how calm the atmosphere was

after tugging at your lip for a little you made your move and of course instant regret set in the moment you took your hand off the piece, though of course you couldn’t take the move back

diluc’s lips curled into a slight smirk, knowing that you had just made the wrong move. his light laugh sent shivers down your spine and you watched his silky smooth hair and perfect skin for a second longer than you probably should have

he leaned down with elegance as he captured your king, catching a bit of his dark chocolate and spruce wood cologne in the process leading your heart to skip a feat beats

“checkmate.”

the games continued on like this well into the night, losing track of time along with game after game of chess

you couldn’t even count the amount of games you lost, but you can count the amount of times you’ve won… that being 0 of course

your back was starting to get sore from sitting in the stiff wooden chair and your eyelids felt heavy from looking at the chess board’s checkered pattern for too long

it had been hours, how many you weren’t quite sure but it was dark and the candle light beside the chess board and captured pieces was the only thing keeping the room somewhat lit

yawning you decided this would be your last game, you stretched your arms up and over your head with a deep sigh

diluc’s breath got in his throat, though you didn’t notice he couldn’t tear his eyes off of you

the way your hair framed your face and the way the fabric bunched up on your chest had him enamored, it’s like his eyes were glued to you

“were they always this attractive?”

snapping himself back to reality he attempted to continue playing chess, though it was hard too with his concentration being so out of line

despite how he was very much distracted from the game you didn’t seem to notice and considering your lack of chess skills… you still lost

“checkmate.”

diluc moved his warm gloved hand to capture your king and begin resetting the board but with his mind in a haze he almost entirely missed your king and the expensive glass piece hit the carpet with a soft thump

“i’ll get it” you told him without even thinking as it fell more towards your side of the table

you got down to the carpet on your hands and knees for whatever reason and gently clasped the fragile king in your soft hands

looking up you caught yourself in a whirlwind with diluc, his eyes starting into your own and you only barely noticed the way his adam’s apple bobbed as he gulped looking down at you

you were tired and your eyes felt heavy, in the quiet relaxed scenario you had been breathing more slowing and deeply. you didn’t mean to look that intoxicating and yet despite how much he dated alcohol diluc felt a rush of adrenaline at this feeling of being drunk

after starting at all the little details on his face from his long eye lashes to his plump and slightly wet lips you sprung up and let your hand out to him, inside the palm sat a thick glass king waiting to be taken

hastily standing up himself diluc felt parched, unsure of why he was so eager he grabbed the king from your hand and set it down on the table with a slam opting afterward to strongly pick you up bridal style and throw you onto his large fluffy bed

pinning you down before you could even process the situation he ran his fingers up your shirt and onto your bare skin, without wasting anytime he captured your lips against his own

“forget taking your king tonight, i’m taking you instead”

tags: @dilucsweetheart @z3nitsusgf

Squid Game AU - Playing the marble game with Shoto Todoroki

You will compete with your partner in a marble game of your choosing. The loser will be eliminated.

"The game is simple," Shoto says, his ten marbles simply lying in the palm of his open hand. They should be the promise of something fun, a nice afternoon spent playing games with friends, and yet, you know they'll be coated in blood soon enough.

Will it be his or yours?

"Here are the only two rules. Listen well."

His free hand rises until softly stroking your shoulder, the gesture meant to be reassuring and yet bringing a cold shiver down your spine. It's one of the last times he's touching you, you know. It's one of the last times you can raise your eyes to his and gaze into his mismatched irises. It's one of the last times he gets to look at you lovingly, the promise of a future together stolen far too early by a stupid game of marbles.

"The rules are: you win, and I lose."

Your blood freezes in your veins. This can't be happening. This can't be happening. This can't be happening. Shoto doesn't give you enough time to protest and instead grabs your wrist in his lean, icy cold fingers to slip every single one of his marbles in your palm.

You feel like you can't breathe.

You feel like you're going to die if he says another word.

You feel like you've already been shot and yet you're the one with a golden ticket to your future and not him.

The stupid, unwanted future he won't be a part of.

"Shoto, you can't-"

"Sir?" he calls the masked guy standing stiffly next to the two of you. "We're done here. I lost."

It all goes so fast you don't even see it coming, not while your whole world is crumbling right under you feet at the exact same speed the man in a triangle mask raises his weapon towards Shoto's forehead.

"Don't look," he says with a soft, rare, kind smile. And, then, he whispers, lower, with a tenderness that stabs you in the chest to leave you torn open, bleeding to death. "Love you."

You don't obey his last demand, don't fulfill his last wish.

You look, and blood splatters on your face, in your eyes, on your lips as the bullet goes through his head, as he falls down to his knees and then on the ground, his body now cold, lifeless as it rests next to the stupid marbles that have slipped from your trembling fingers.

They're coated in his blood, now.

Omg Omg Squid Game Requests?! May I Request A Scenario Where Reader Partners Up With Bakugou Or Todoroki

Squid Game AU - Playing the marble game with Katsuki Bakugo

"You're fucking kidding me," Bakugo growls, and it's the kind of sound that means nothing good is going to happen now, not if he has a say in it. The kind of sound that means fury is running in his veins, rage burning its way through his chest and brain, hatred coating his heart wholly and fully and leaving nothing behind but a trail of blood in Bakugo's wake.

You're not even sure if he noticed, but he caught your hand in a firm and yet tender grip as soon as the voice pronounced the deadly words.

In this game, you will compete with your partner.

Meaning one of you will get shot in the head in less than 30 minutes. And there is no escape, no way out now that the game has started. One of you will get to walk away from this hell of a fake little town, leaving the other's corpse behind, lying in a pool of blood.

Bakugo lets go of your hand to catch the masked man standing next to you by the collar of his red outfit. You hear him gag a bit under the black metal covering his face, but there's no struggling against Bakugo of all people. He could break anyone's neck with a flick of his wrist if only his opponent wasn't carrying a rifle in his gloved hands.

"What the fuck does this mean?" he barks, and for the first time, there isn't only pure anger dripping from his tone. Raw despair pulls at his vocal chords too, just like it pulls at your thoughts, at your chest, at your heart.

"Katsuki," you call, voice wavering as the masked man raises his weapon to your boyfriend's chest.

Bakugo has no choice but to step back, teeth gritted and fury in his gaze.

28 minutes left.

"I'm not going to play with you," he says then. "Think I care about those stupid marbles?" In a gesture filled with angry violence, he snatches your little satchel from your fingers and opens it with a snarl to slip his marbles inside. "Here, take them all. 'm not going to play with your life over some dumb fucking toys."

You try to get the satchel back from him, but he pushes you away.

"Wait, Katsuki! You have to play with me, you have to!"

You wouldn't be able to live with yourself if he laid his life out for you, and of course, you know, neither could he. He eyes you with a frown, assessing the situation, the little light in his gaze telling you that he does understand that you can't let him go down with a fight, because after all, that's what he is.

A fighter.

"Let's have a game with a 50% chance of winning, right, Kats'? Let's say I put a marble in one of my hands, if you can find the empty one you get my marbles, if you can't then I get yours."

After a few seconds, he nods.

He trusts you.

He shouldn't, not when both of your hands are empty, not when he finds nothing in your palm when you uncurl your fingers to show him the one he chose, not when you give him an apologetic smile as despair creeps over his features, taking over every single emotion in his crimson eyes.

"You win," you tell him, sliding the satchel in the pocket of his sweats.

You think he curses you, calls you something filthy, maybe tells you that he loves you, every single word slipping from his lips with the strength of an anchor pulling at your heart until it sinks down in your chest, until it disappears into the abyssal depths of the love you bear for the man you just saved by forfeiting your life.

He hates you for that now, but it's alright.

"Love you," you whisper as the shot echoes around the room.

And you don't see it, but maybe he falls down to his knees next to your corpse, and maybe he cradles it while crying for you, blood staining his fingers as he pushes back the strands of your hair that have fallen in front of your closed eyes. And maybe he holds you so strongly that his knuckles have turned white, and maybe Kirishima and Izuku have to pull him from your lifeless body so he'll be out of the room by the end of the countdown because he just can't make himself leave you behind. And maybe he hates them too as they do so, and maybe he hates the whole world and the rest now that there's nothing, no one left for him there.

And maybe he'll see you again in his dreams and you'll play marbles then but this time, he'll simply kiss you better if you loose.

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