Last Moments
last moments
pairing gn!reader x xiao, kaeya, thoma, kokomi, diluc, kazuha, scaramouche, yoimiya, childe, albedo
genre angst, major character death x 2, the end of the world
warnings non-graphic mentions of war, death, fire, injury
a/n the work i am most proud of. an indescribable amount of effort went into this
the fighting has been going on for as long as you can remember. explosions that shake the earth to its core, gunshots that reverberate in tiny basements where the opponent knows the body will never be found, beautiful landscapes now turned barren with an eerie emptiness. there is a perpetual heaviness lingering in your heart, but sadness has become nothing but ephemeral. the tears that used to flow readily have now run themselves dry, and the numbness and normalcy you feel towards this cruel circumstance is morbid, to say the least. but you are helpless. celestia knows there is nothing mere mortals, or even adepti, can do about the inevitable future. it is everyone's fate to endure.
"i love you, do you know that?" "i know, sweetheart."
xiao lets his warm hands find their way around your waist, gently swaying your trembling body in a rhythmic motion. it's an action that lulls you back to familiarity- and you can almost feel yourself smile against xiao's lips, giggling into a heartfelt kiss, intertwining his nimble fingers with your own, foreheads touching. two silhouettes, waltzing aimlessly on an abandoned rooftop.
"look! our constellations are right next to each other. i guess that means we're meant to be, right?"
you try to steady yourself against the waves of deja vu that crash against the crumbling shore of sanity that still remains. xiao lets the same words you spoke all those years ago slip from his lips. a soft smile playing across his features, amber eyes glowing with a depth of inexplicable longing. it's in this moment that you truly realise how beautiful he is- crafted by the gods, a stunning creature, a work of art. xiao is more than just human, and though celestial power flows through his veins, he never fails to remind you that you, an ordinary mortal, are composed of the remnants of dying stars. you are the freedom of change, the hopes of second chance, the wishes of past souls.
"i suppose we are."
in your last moments, all you remember is xiao's engulfing calmness. he knows. you can see it in the way his gaze reaches somewhere beyond the horizon, a bittersweet wistfulness. he has finally succumbed to the same fate his old friends experienced all those eons ago. except this time, he feels a twinge of gratefulness- a selfish emotion, at that, because now his fear of living on centuries after you leave him has been banished at the cost of both of your lives. this time, his body, this vessel, will forever get to hold you in his arms until you both disintegrate into stardust, the new life of this earth. and he hopes that out there, somewhere in another world, he'll be able to hold you like this again, and again, and again.
"just call out for me. i promise i'll find you, even in another universe."
kaeya smooths down the front of your clothes and tucks a stray hair behind your ear, and you almost get angry at him for pretending everything is going to be fine.
because it's not, and you both know that.
there's no pretending that you aren't uncomfortably cramped into this tiny claustrophobic nightmare of a space, and there's no denying the ominous tick of the bomb that is wedged in the ditch below. but raise your head, and you'd be met with the mercy (or rather, absence of such) of the opponent's soldiers.
humans aren't always accurate with their shots, you know that all too well.
a silence blankets what little space is left between the two of you, and it's almost like kaeya wants the time to pass faster. after all, there's nothing left to do. all the words are stuck in your throat, and even if they weren't, you wouldn't know what to say.
you want to pretend like you're at peace with this ending- but it's so incomprehensibly difficult, not when there is so much to lose, too many dreams left unfulfilled, abandoned to drift aimlessly across the lifeless landscape. why weren't you clever enough to find a way out of this hell? but there's no use scolding yourself for it now, not when there are mere seconds left on the clock.
"it's okay, darling. don't cry." he coos with a heartbreaking gentleness, raising cool fingers to your feverish face to wipe away the tears that trail down your cheeks. his azure irises glitter with an inevitable melancholy, and you know he's hurting, too. it's not okay, it hasn't been for the longest time, but kaeya would never tell you otherwise. and maybe, just maybe, ending it all pressed up against his chest means it would be just a little more alright.
"it'll be okay. we'll be okay."
thoma cradles you close to his body, anxious fingers rubbing back and forth over the skin of your wrist in an attempt to calm himself down. despite the ugly, uneasy emotion that bubbles up in his chest, his voice still drips with the same saccharine honey as the day you first met, his charm never failing even as tears fall from his eyes. they trail down his cheeks, burning more than the flames that lick at his skin, the searing sensation all too intense to handle.
it's too warm, really- not like the sting of the steamy showers you've shared in the chilliest of winter mornings, or the bubbling of hot pools you've skinny dipped in on breezy summer nights. warm, not akin to the heat of your hands sliding against his chest and his tangled in your hair, or even the blush on his cheeks or the passionate press of your lips against his.
no, the temperature is so scathing it almost stings, so scorching that your skin feels sickeningly cold under his touch. the sweat that rolls down your forehead is quickly wiped away by tender fingers, constant kisses planted on your skin the only thing you can fully sense in this smoky, thick haze that completely engulfs all of your senses. and even then, it's like all this disaster is finally getting to your head. memories are slipping through your tight grasp, and the last thing you remember before passing out is an emerald shower.
god, he's beautiful, isn't he?
two glittering jewels, shattering and descending from the flames, and a familiar voice that coats your tongue with an inexplicable sweetness. through your brimming eyes and muddled consciousness, there's an incomprehensible tug on your heartstrings that softly pulls your lips up into an expression that feels all too comfortable and easy to fall into, yet simultaneously so out of place.
"smile for me one last time?"
kokomi tells you there's no time to waste, even with an inevitable impending doom. hesitant footsteps shuffle barefoot through a damp carpet of grass, slim hands grasping onto your wrist as she races along.
midnight dew clings to slender vines, peculiar blooms hanging in rows like little translucent bells, embracing droplets in between their tiny petals. "we're here," she murmurs, "this is the place."
the inside of the cavern echoes with every movement, the whistling of the wind playing a tune at its entrance. crystal droplets hang from the hollow cavern roof, arranged like a delicate chandelier so fragile it would shatter at the slightest whisper. moonlight reflects and refracts through the diamond water at the surface, a sapphire blue coating every surface.
for someone always busy in a constant state of work, kokomi sure is taking her time. amidst your marvelling, she submerges herself in the pool, dainty hands reaching out to intertwine with yours. silken hair cascades over her shoulders, irises glimmering in the dim light, and it's only now that the panic sets in, time slowing to a freeze frame as the world spirals around you.
cool water caresses your skin, tasting almost sweet on your tongue, and in the stilling reflection there are to people you don't recognise- muddled profiles and creasing mirages rippling at the surface. who are you? you're not sure you know anymore.
"wherever we end up, whatever we become. i'll wait."
diluc switches on the radio. it crackles with the sound of static; it's all you've been hearing for the past month. no updates, no warnings, no sign of life on the other side. and yet every day he still insists on trying, turning the dials and adjusting the antenna to try and capture something, anything, even taking the machine apart and re-arranging the bits and pieces.
you're cramped together in the attic- there's barely any room up here, legs tangled together on the worn mattress that takes up half the floor space. a quilted blanket, a patchwork of old clothes, faded from years of use and the rays of the sun, drapes itself over your heads in the chill of winter. you lay on your back, mind quiet with silent observation at the way diluc furrows his brows and grinds his teeth back and forth in an expression of deep thought and focus. ruby red eyes glow with determination, red locks long overgrown like unattended rose vines on an abandoned wall.
you snap out of your daydream when the connection sparks back to life.
the sound of a piano, albeit muted. you recognise the tune immediately and he does, too, and both your heads wordlessly cue the orchestra's entrance- a reminder of a past which has long faded, one that is pointless to even think about or try to get back.
a firm hand lands on your waist and another gently holds yours, lips brushing against your knuckles.
"may i have this dance?"
feet pad quietly in rhythm against the floorboards, and you can almost feel your gown twirl and your heels clack on the marble when he spins you around, a melodious giggle leaving your lips.
yet your symphony is unfinished, and when the music cuts off to be replaced with the sound of approaching jets, there is nothing left to be misunderstood.
"in another life, my love."
kazuha says the best way to remember a person or place is to take note of the little things, the things you don’t notice unless you search for them. and then it’ll be like seeing them for the first time, he says. you’ll fall in love all over again.
and so you find yourself walking with him. there is an aimless drifting to your movements and your mind; a directionless journey which has an indefinite end. your mind wanders too, but not too far- only as close as the ruby-eyed boy whose steps fall perfectly in line with yours.
he’s utterly flawless, you think. and everyone knows. kazuha is beautiful- pristine white hair frames his pretty face, red tufts that flutter in the breeze, nimble fingers that know how to wield a blood-tainted sword and make an instrument sing heavenly melodies all the same. crimson irises pool with nothing other than affection and adoration for everything he lays his eyes on, even though the once lush nature has long contorted into a silent desert. you notice the way his lips purse in observation and his thumb rubs against the skin of your hand as he quietly contemplates.
"there is something i’m grateful for."
"yeah?" you reach out to intertwine your fingers with his, squeezing softly when you hear the hesitance in his voice.
kazuha sighs, spinning you towards him and you fall right into his touch, locking into a misty gaze, veiled with an inexplicable nostalgia. "i'll finally be able to introduce you to tomo."
footsteps shuffle against the ground.
"... do you think he'll like me?"
his fingertips trail gently along your cheek, and you let your foreheads press together, shutting out the rest of the world you both don't recognise anymore- all you can see is his eyes, and your eyes reflecting in his, and on and on again; you are the only two souls in your own universe.
"yeah." kazuha breathes. "he'll love you."
"perhaps fate will be on our side next time."
scaramouche lets his fingers dance over your skin in silent apology. tender touches trace every scar that wedges itself into your body- the gash on your left cheek, right elbow, and that awkward one on the side of your abdomen.
"sorry." he mumbles. "for all of these."
he knows every injury like the back of his hand, regretful eyes staring into yours, and they glint in the dim light like a mirror. the violet of his irises is undoubtedly exquisite. so devoid of affection or life, people have said. and yet all you see in them is devotion unlike any other.
"i love you, you know that?" you don't expect a response, wistful smile softening your features. but you don't need words to know he cares about you all the same.
"i love you too."
"huh?"
"i said i love you too." scara shoots you a glare, yet it's filled with nothing but pure authenticity. a strained chuckle leaves your lips, but contrary to the tears that trail down your face, your heart is filled with an inexplicable warmth.
"thought i'd never hear you say that."
"thought i'd say it before we run out of time."
"they're not here yet, you know-"
"don't lie to yourself. there was never enough time for us." scara's voice drops to a murmur, so low it blends in with the rumbling rattle of wind in the trees.
"and so you didn't even want to try?"
"why would i try when i know exactly what fate has planned for a damned soul like me?"
silence.
"it's selfish, i know. but a weapon cannot betray its master's will. i know i could never return to being alone again."
you seem to drift into an expanse of emptiness, a void so dark it's as if the archons have decided to draw over their creations with thick black ink. get rid of them. pretend they never existed. destroy them all.
the only thing that reminds you that you still exist is his voice. softer than you've ever heard it, the words fall from his tongue with such a delicate tenderness it feels like you've been plunged into a daydream. what a foolish illusion, an ignorant mirage of reality you both wish could become true.
"i'm sorry. forgive me."
yoimiya leaves the air empty between you two for once. you see the way her mouth opens but her jaw hangs ajar- at a loss for words, you suppose. even in the shadow of the moonlight, there's no glitter to her eyes anymore, no sparkle to her giggle, no bounce to her step. you see the way she tries to force those wide smiles, and yet the smiles never reach her eyes. she knows, and so do you.
but it's a summer night on narukami island, and you both just want to forget your inevitable doom even exists. it's ignorant, you know. it's not prudent, nor wise. the humid air and the chirping of crickets beckons, though- it coaxes recklessness out of human souls, implores for memories that will only exist in the form of debris, etched into the very remains of this world itself.
it's just like any other evening. the beach glows under a blanket of a thousand faint stars, tide crashing against the jagged rocks of the shoreline. a palette of serene colours swept across the endless sky, slowly fading into nothing, engulfed by the violets and ebony shades of the twilight.
and then there are the fireworks.
a stunning array of flying colours dances across the sky, sparks appearing in bright bursts of flame, cascading down and disappearing into seemingly nothing. the sound and the sight is nostalgic, like deja vu. except you are certain you've been here before, too many times to count, hands gently intertwined with hers, a childlike awe instilled in all her pretty features.
yet today something seems different about the show- you think it's simply a figment of your imagination before a tiny paper slip, all crinkled and yellowed from years of wear, finds its way into your palm.
"just keep this slip with you, okay? you'll remember, right?" yoimiya asks with pleading eyes, and even if you wanted to, you wouldn't have the heart to say no.
slowly, you nod as the noise of something other than fireworks fills the sky.
"our memories will live on, i'll make sure of it!"
childe smiles weakly and for once, you think you see his eyes shine. they glimmer all too bright in the morning sun it almost hurts enough to squint, shimmering like the deep azure blue of the winter sky.
a mirage of eerie silence, with only the sound of ragged breaths and the gentle slush of limbs in the snow to break it. the pristine white landscape, tainted by the stain of crimson blood.
"why do you keep doing this to yourself?" your voice is strained, muted down to a pained whisper. childe's heartbeat thumps slowly underneath the pads of your fingers that press against the skin of his neck, adrenaline coursing through every blood vessel and capillary in his body.
"fighting is what i'm best at, after all."
"mhm. i know."
a grin appears on his features when he feels your reprimanding eyes land on his, stupid dimples and endearing quirk of his lips tugging at your heartstrings. god, it's so ignorant of you to even dare let yourself feel a rush of warmth whenever his puppy-like gaze locks with yours. there is nothing warm about this unconventional battlefield- and nothing warm left in his heart either, you had thought.
a crack resounds, crisp and clean. the air shatters.
you feel childe's grip go slack against your collar, body crumpling against yours like a ragdoll. so helpless, and he's already half gone. and you know now with the approaching crunch of heavy boots in snow that there is nowhere else for you to go except follow.
a finger wedges itself into your closed fist, intertwining your pinkies in a familiar action. you squeeze and childe squeezes back, flashing you a wistful smile, his voice all too soft and lifeless.
"through life and death. pinky promise."
albedo tucks a tiny sketchbook into your palm, paper worn and yellowed from use and touch. on the crinkled cover there is albedo's name, written in smooth cursive, ink faded from years in dragonspine's bone-chilling winter. but the inside of this book is a thousand sources of warmth, he says.
it's full of... none other than you. pages and pages full; from your silhouette bent over vials to a shadow against the sunrise, detailed studies of your irises or hands or side profile, there's not one part of you missed. and he doesn't want this world to ever let you go, either, not when he believes you're one of the most fascinating, captivating beings to ever set foot on this cursed planet.
sure, he didn't find all the alchemical answers he was looking for. but before everything turns black and your lives crumble into mere memories and history, albedo loses himself in the expansive abyss of you- the soul that holds the key to all the clarity and fulfilment he could ever want.
"this life was all the more beautiful because of you."
"really, 'bedo?"
"yes. really." albedo lifts a hand to your jaw, gently trailing the way your skull curves under his fingertips, the way your neck blends into your collarbone and the dip of your hips as you curl up on his lap. he commits it all to memory. you're unforgettable to him, after all. he's studied you countless times, but there is still no sketch, no painting of you in existence that perfectly captures how beautiful you really are.
if all the choices he's made have lead to this very moment, then albedo decides that he's willing to live this life as many times as he needs to. he knows that statistically speaking, there is a slim chance for there to be a truly happy ending anytime soon. but there is definitely a perfect one out there, one that checks all the boxes, in which he and you end up content together.
so like a flawlessly refined methodology, albedo will repeat it all. every breath, every conversation, every brushstroke on pristine canvas. over and over and over again.
"you make it all worthwhile. so thank you, dear."
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𝐜𝐨𝐜𝐤 𝐬𝐥𝐮𝐭𝐬
𝐟𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠: diluc, kaeya, zhongli, xiao, childe, dainsleif, kazuha, thoma, ayato, scaramouche, and aether
𝐬𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: he's such a whore, always wanting to suck you off or bounce on your dick like the slut he is. oh well, you don't mind fucking him until he can't walk anymore.
𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠(𝐬): mxm, cum ( lots of it lmao ), anal sex, rough sex, blowjobs ( receiving and giving ), face-fucking, overstimulation, cumming inside, mind break, chest fondling, chest fucking, office sex, riding ( sex position ), cum inflation, cum on face, keeping cum inside, doggy style ( sex position ), size kink, heat ( dragon ), dragon tail and horns, virgin boy, mating press ( sex position ), nipple play, maso-sadist play, hair-pulling, sex toys, elemental play, breeding kink, outdoors sex, gentle sex, tentacles, degrading, praise kink, somnophilia, servicing, puppy play, collars, aphrodisiacs, brat taming, sex addiction
𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫: male
𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐲𝐢𝐧𝐠: such a whore ー jvla ( slowed )
yes, my blog at this point is just me being horny over 2-D men, and no, i have no shame. also, this is like my third time writing for male readers, so uhh y'all with dicks or identify as men come get y'all's juice
this took so long omg,,,istg my brain is gonna melt bc of how much i've put into this shitshow
also part 2 here bc i know y'all thirsty as fuck
nsfw below!
𝐃𝐈𝐋𝐔𝐂 who shyly rides you, biting his now reddened lips to keep his embarrassing moans in, digging his nails into your biceps as he feels his orgasm coming. only then will you hear his cute whimpers, as he begs for you to hurry up and kiss him. when you comply, he bounces much more quickly, desperately chasing his orgasm and taking your fat cock as deep as it can go.
he's so inexperienced and can barely take your cock into his throat without gagging. you have to guide him yourself, sighing from the pleasure of his hot mouth wrapping around your throbbing length. you don't know if it's just the pleasure getting to your head, but his mouth is just so damn hot, it's practically making you melt. and archons if you cum down his throat, he can barely swallow the thick load without pulling off and getting the spurts of hot release all over his pale face and his fiery red locks.
𝐃𝐈𝐋𝐔𝐂 who gets fucked in his tavern after it's been closed for the night and everyone has gone home for the night. so there's no one to witness him being bent over the counter and moaning as you ruthlessly fuck him. there's no one to see him getting your cock shoved down his throat, your fingers tangled into his red hair as you use his tight throat like it's your personal cocksleeve. and there's no one to see him enjoying it all, milking your cock from its worth and moaning like a bitch in heat.
he gets so cockdrunk that if he finds an article of your clothing scattered in his room while you're out, he ends up jerking off, holding the clothing up to his nose and inhaling your smell. he just misses you a lot, but is just too embarrassed to admit it to your face. if you walk in on him during one of his, ahem, sessions, he practically dies on the spot and scrambles to cover himself. a " what are you doing? i don't think you're yet, hmm?" has his go still, and his cock spring back to life. he ends up jerking off with you watching his every movement, and his moans are much louder than usual. hmph, he likes this. what a perverted man.
𝐃𝐈𝐋𝐔𝐂 who falls apart when you cum inside of his tight ass, his oversensitive and trembling walls feeling every single spurt of hot liquid pouring into him. what embarrasses him further is how he's pushing his ass against your crotch, like he's eagerly wanting your cum deep in his ass. if you decide to keep going and fill him to the absolute brim, he becomes a mess, his stomach feeling so heavy from the copious amounts of cum deep inside of him.
you like to fondle his incredibly well-built body, from his pecs to his biceps, and even his back muscles. of course, you only do it in extreme amounts when it's just to the two of you, but you'll occasionally do so out in public when no one is looking. he has to hide any and all reactions when your hand cups his crotch, slowly rubbing when no one is looking, and then deal with the aftereffects and keep anyone from seeing the bulge in his pants from your lewd actions.
𝐃𝐈𝐋𝐔𝐂 who is so soft for you and loves you, although he doesn't verbally say it. rather, he shows it through how tightly he holds you close to him, and how passionately his lips mold against yours, even while pleasure racks his body. he just adores you so much and will do just about anything for your pleasure, even if he finds it embarrassing.
𝐊𝐀𝐄𝐘𝐀 who becomes your personal cumdump, getting ruthlessly fucked and filled with your hot cum until he can't hold in the milky liquid anymore. a good majority of it ends up leaking out of his slutty hole and dribbling down his shaking thighs. he'll try to hurriedly scoop it back inside but ends up smearing it even more. if it weren't for your arms holding him up and his barely lucid grip on the nearby ledge, he'd have slumped onto the ground already.
after being fucked in a deserted alleyway away from the prying eyes of Mondstadt citizens, rather than attempting to squeeze out the copious amounts of cum, he scoops what he can back inside. with a teasing grin, he saunters out like nothing ever happened, and goes about his day, smiling and cheerfully greeting his acquaintances, but little do they know how your cum has already dribbled out and left a sticky mess on the inside of his tight pants. he's lucky people pay to his chest rather than his flat ass and no one can see his hips shift as he attempts to stop your cum from sliding out.
𝐊𝐀𝐄𝐘𝐀 who gets fucked in his own office, whether it be initiated by him or you. he happily bounces on your fat cock, sloppily kissing you as lewd smacking fills the room. he eggs you on, asking if you're gonna cum, and telling you to cum in his slutty ass. if you tire for even a minute, he takes the reigns, gripping the chair handles and slamming his hips down all the way, eager to have your milky cum fill him up.
he likes to wake you up by sucking you off, not caring whether or not you're awake. all he wants is to have you, even if you're sluggishly mumbling out some garbled response while he's slurping away on your throbbing erection. and no, he doesn't care if you have morning breath, since he'll just wave it away and peck your lips before returning to his self-proclaimed "breakfast."
𝐊𝐀𝐄𝐘𝐀 who fucks your cock in between his well-built pecs, squeezing them together as tight as he possibly can. he teasingly asks you if you love his chest and if it feels good, before offering to make it feel even better. you raise an eyebrow, before nodding, and stifling a moan as he lewdly slurps and licks your weeping cock head, purposefully moaning and sending pleasurable vibrations throughout your fat cock.
he gets so weak in his knees when you fuck him gently, pressing kisses underneath his pretty lashes as your cock is pushed in all the way. it may not look like it, but he craves true and genuine affection, although he does quite a good job at hiding it. so when you kiss his sweaty palm with nothing but a happy smile on your lips, he melts. so don't be surprised if he gets clingy and refuses to not only let go, but he won't stop feverishly kissing you.
𝐊𝐀𝐄𝐘𝐀 who loves it anytime you bend him over and fuck him oh so harshly, degrading him and calling him your whore, even pulling his long blue locks as you pound into him. but he loves it when you're gentle with him, and will happily milk your hot cum, telling you how much he loves your cock and how much he loves you.
𝐙𝐇𝐎𝐍𝐆𝐋𝐈 who gets fucked in doggy style, lewdly moaning as your balls slap repeatedly against his sweaty assーyou're so big, he swears you're reaching his belly from how deep you're fucking him. he cries out when you pull on his long chocolate-brown hair, the pain being drowned out by the pleasure of your fat cock spilling cum deep inside his ass.
he goes into a rut about once a year, and he very noticeable gets clingier, but only when the two of you are alone together. he seeks out your company, pushing his face into the nape of your neck and inhaling your smell. once you become aware of his rather lewd situation, you join him in your shared bedroom, and what ensues is pure filth. no longer feeling the need to maintain his appearance, for now, his horns and tail make an appearance, glowing with gold and excitement. you spend the next few days pumping him full of cum, breeding his tight ass, and keeping his face pushed into a pillow. when you tire, he pounces on you and gladly rides you, jerking himself off as he bounces wildly. neither of you will be able to walk for a while after this.
𝐙𝐇𝐎𝐍𝐆𝐋𝐈 who is surprisingly good at sucking you off, able to deepthroat your fat cock all the way till your crotch meets his lips. he does anything to ensure your pleasure, squeezing down the walls of his tight throat, sucking in his cheeks to make you cum faster. all while you're trying so hard not to cum from how damn good he is, gripping his head and thrusting your hips forward. you make sure to keep his head in place when you finally cum, your vision is filled with white as the archon's mouth and throat are filled with your thick cum.
when he's much more comfortable, he lets you see and touch his horns and tail, each feeling smooth and cool to the touch. you have so many questions, and he can provide them. before he knows it, you have him bent over the couch, your hand harshly gripping his tail and tugging on it as you force his ass back to meet your crotch. and dear archons if you grip his hornsーno he doesn't get aroused, they're literally keratin, but it makes you fuck him harder with better leverage to grab onto.
𝐙𝐇𝐎𝐍𝐆𝐋𝐈 who just wants to kiss and hold you, even while you're fucking him stupid. it surprises you at first, especially with how he refuses to let go and won't let his lips off from yours. it becomes a mess of teeth grinding together and your saliva mixing and dribbling down your chins. even while you're pounding into him like a jackhammer, and his cum is spurted all over his pretty tummy, he still has a vice-like grip around your neck.
it's always fun pulling back his collar and dropping several wriggling tentacles down his shirt and pulling back, watching the ex-archon shudder and whimper as they begin to play with his body. you turn his front towards you and can very much see the slimy appendages' movementsーnamely the way they're sucking on his pretty nipples. he suddenly lets out a stifled moan as he nearly topples forward, his hips shaking feverishly. he starts moaning, telling you that "t-they're -all the way in-!" he's trying so hard to keep himself composed, but it's hard when he has tentacles sucking on his nipples and curling so deep inside of his ass, he can practically feel them in his stomach. he's so cute like this.
𝐙𝐇𝐎𝐍𝐆𝐋𝐈 who may seem like he'd be the one who fucks you dumb and pumped full of cum, but in reality, the ex-archon is the one who gets fucked like a slut, pumped so full of your thick cum that he swears his doughy tummy is bulging. despite his rather old age, he can take you for a long time and he'll gladly be your fuck toy. but he does like it when you kiss and cuddle him afterward and he'll nuzzle into your neck, too exhausted to even bother pulling out your fat cock from the confines of his cum-filled ass.
𝐗𝐈𝐀𝐎 who gets taken in a mating press, his golden eyes rolling into the back of his head as your balls slap against his pretty ass, your cock fucking him open over and over. he's making the cutest fucked out face as he tries to comprehend the intense pleasure raking through his lithe body, but you pump him full of cum yet again, filling him up even more. he soon follows suit and cums all over his pretty tummy, thinking that it's doneーbut you're far from done fucking your cute little yaksha.
he has the cutest moans you've ever heardーthey're so breathy and feminine that one could mistake him for a girl getting pounded open. it's so much more different from his very gruff and cold voice that others are accustomed to hearing. and what would everyone say if they heard the vigilant yaksha himself moaning like a bitch in heat as he gets overstimulated till his mind goes blank?
𝐗𝐈𝐀𝐎 who has absolutely no experience under his belt and as such doesn't really know where to begin. sure he knows the basics, but that's about it. so of course you'll train your pretty baby and have him experience all of the kinky shit you get up to. and dear lord, what training it is. the poor yaksha is jerked off and fingered open so many times that he can barely even think anymore, let alone walk without his doughy thighs trembling.
his pretty nipples are surprisingly sensitive, and even you were rather caught off guard by his high-pitched moan when your fingertips grazed the little nubs. but now that you know a sensitive spot of his, you're not letting that knowledge go to waste. he's practically tortured with this and he now has to deal with you playing with his pretty nipples any chance you getーhe cums in his pants if you pinch and toy with them long enough.
𝐗𝐈𝐀𝐎 who thinks lapping his pretty tongue all over your fat cock counts as a blowjob. they're little kitten licks, and he stares at the throbbing, leaking member with something akin to fascination if one could call it that. that changes, however, when you grow tired of his little licks and shove your fat cock all the way down his throat. he gags loudly as your cock wrenches open his tight throat, and does his best to accommodate to the feeling of his throat being fucked open. and when you finally cum, groaning at you do so, he's crying out as the hot creamy liquid pours down his throat.
he can't handle any amount of pleasure, since it just feels so damn overwhelming and new to him. you could just breathe hotly on the tip of his ear and he whimpers so cutely. as such, he tends to moan quite loudly as you fuck him into the sheets and tries to muffle his noises by grabbing the nearest pillow and biting into the thin fabric. unbeknownst to him, you just find that even more arousing and adorable, and you end up fucking him even harder, which in turn makes him moan louderーwell you get the gist.
𝐗𝐈𝐀𝐎 who clings onto any sort of affection you give him, glowing brightly when you rub his head, and if he could purr, he would. he also clings tightly onto you whenever you fuck him against the nearest surface, burying his face into the crook of your neck to silence his adorable moans. it's always so much fun pushing him past his limits and breaking him. he's your precious and adorable yaksha, and you'll fuck him into oblivion.
𝐂𝐇𝐈𝐋𝐃𝐄 who is a filthy slut that gets off to getting his ass handed to him in a fight. fights give him such a huge rush of adrenaline and he is absolutely addicted to that feeling. so when you completely beat him fair and square, he's practically cumming in his pants like a teenager. and he's grinning widely, a bulge and wet patch visible on his crotch as he looks up at you with arousal and excitement.
he's an absolute masochist and goes crazy if you bring any type of arousing pain into the bedroom. the ginger loves it with you spank him, fuck him hard, step on his cockーthe list goes on. he loves it when you pull his hair and force his head backward, his dull azure eyes meeting your own eyes as your hips meet his bouncing ass. you swear that you can see hearts replace his once circular pupils as you continue to fuck into him.
𝐂𝐇𝐈𝐋𝐃𝐄 who gets his slutty hole stretched open by your fat cock and the toys he has scattered around his room. he's already drooling like crazy when you have his torso pushed down and his ass pulled upwards. but he goes still when he feels something hard prodding at his already filled hole, but lets out a choked groan as you shove in the generously sized dildo, only barely slowing down your thrusts. the stinging stretch of his tight ass only makes him even more aroused if that's even possible, and he begs to be stuffed even more.
you use his tight throat as your personal fuck toy, gripping his short hair as you facefuck him senseless. his throat is so damn tight and hot around your cockーit clamps down so tightly around you that you nearly cum early from his slutty mouth alone. he doesn't even mind it either, bobbing his head and fondling your balls, desperate to feel your creamy load down his throat.
𝐂𝐇𝐈𝐋𝐃𝐄 who pervertedly uses the electro from his delusion while he's purposefully jerking himself off right in front of you, using the small sparks of deep purple to send tingles all throughout his body, and his throbbing cock. he'll even bury his fingers in his pretty hole and give himself shocks, causing him to lewdly moan from the overwhelming sensations, and your sharp eyes watching him all the while. he ends cumming all over himself from how much it overwhelms his senses.
the ginger-haired man loves it when you breed his tight ass. errーwell, he loves the feeling of your cum spilling into his tight assーhe swears he can feel the copious amounts of hot cum deep in his stomach. he will milk you completely dry until you're absolutely spent, lewdly fucking himself on your cock for hours on end and in so many various positions. even after he's finally exhausted himself, he refuses to remove your cock unless he absolutely has to. and when he does, he gets addicted to the feeling of being so full, his ass stuffed heavy with your cum and jostling around inside of him.
𝐂𝐇𝐈𝐋𝐃𝐄 who loves it when you absolutely break him, your harsh thrust bringing a mind-numbing orgasm that racks his entire body and turns his brain into a lust-hazed mush. he loves it when you still keep fucking up into him, even while you're still cumming inside of him. he doesn't bother stopping your harsh treatment, in fact, he encourages it, as he enjoys the stinging sensation of your palm against his bouncing cheeks. but he will speak up if he isn't comfortable and will instead take it slower than before.
𝐃𝐀𝐈𝐍𝐒𝐋𝐄𝐈𝐅 who gets his body practically folded in half, his knees pushed back to his broad shoulders when he decided to be a bit cheeky for once, and ends up getting fucked like a whore. However, he enjoys the reversed power dynamics and just likes to let himself be fucked dumb until he can't think anymore.
his bodysuit, if you remove his cape, is incredibly form-fitting, and only serves to make you even hornier. it gives off such a nice view of his nice body and his cute butt. so it shouldn't come as a surprise when you start fondling him, squishing his ass while your other hand busies itself with grabbing his now visible bulge and squeezing. his entire form trembles as his hand grips your wrist, but only barely. you both know he enjoys having his most sensitive parts fondled, but you will stop if he asks.
𝐃𝐀𝐈𝐍𝐒𝐋𝐄𝐈𝐅 who gets plowed against a tree out where anyone could see him getting fucked like a bitch in heat. he tries so hard to keep his moans in, but a particular thrust to his poor overstimulated prostate has him reeling, and in seconds he's cumming all over the rough bark of the tree, moaning so cutely. what drives him crazy is how his already stuffed walls can feel even more copious amounts of your cum being forced in, even though there's no more room inside of him left. what he can't fit ends up gushing out onto the emerald grass below, leaving a pool of sticky, pearly liquid.
it's always nice coming home after an exhausting day at work and walking into your bedroom to see your precious bough keeper, all tied up and pretty for you to play with. archons knows how long he's been like this, his legs forced open as slimy tentacles curl themselves deep inside of his pretty hole, pushing him beyond his limits. his cock is smeared with previous lewd orgasms, as well as his pretty tummy. you debate which part of him you want to use as your cocksleeve, all the while he's squirming about, trying to run away from the overwhelming feelings of pleasure shooting throughout his body. you pause, before lining up your fat cock against his already stuffed hole and after a beat passes, you shove yourself into the tight heat awaiting you.
𝐃𝐀𝐈𝐍𝐒𝐋𝐄𝐈𝐅 who actually cried when you took him gently and lovingly, crystalline tears falling down his reddened cheeks as he's overwhelmed by emotions. you're obviously panicking because, well, it's dainsleif. the man isn't exactly known for outwardly expressing his expressions. you frantically offer to stop and drop everything, but he leans forward and seals his lips against yours. hugging you tightly against his bare body. he begs you not to leave him, that he's just so happy to be with you, and that he doesn't want to stop. you ended up making love to him that gentle night.
the blonde wakes up to the feeling of his pretty cock twitching and streaks of previous unknown orgasms glistening on his fair skin, and his hole now being thrust into over and over, his oversensitive walls clenching down on your cock. he's still in a sleepy daze, so his cute noises are more audible, like his breathy moans and whimpers as you hit his oversensitive prostate and your cum fills him up to the near brim yet again. he's too sleepy to even try and resist so he lies back and lets it happenーhe can clean himself out later.
𝐃𝐀𝐈𝐍𝐒𝐋𝐄𝐈𝐅 who will gladly do anything to make you happy, servicing you in any way possible. even if it means you using all of his tight holes and muscular body as your personal cocksleeve. he obediently swallows up your cum as you fuck his throat, even going so far as to milk you several times in a row. he'll let you fuck him in all sorts of lewd and perverted positions, growing more pleasure-delirious as your cum fills up his tight assーhe swears he can feel you in his stomach from how deep and hard you fuck him.
𝐊𝐀𝐙𝐔𝐇𝐀 who can barely handle the pleasure of your hand wrapping around his adorable cock as he fucks your fist, his hips desperately and pathetically rutting up and chasing his orgasm. he cries out when you slip your fingers into his puckering hole, the textured tips curling into his pretty prostate. the samurai can do nothing but continue to fuck your ever-tightening fist while your fingers continuously stretch him open and rub against his prostate.
he gets aroused from the subtle but heavy actions, like your hand seemingly innocently resting on his thigh, when in fact they trace slow circles, making shiver as you edge closer and closer to his clothed sex, only for you to pull back down and start all over. or when you gently tuck stray locks behind his ear, when you purposefully trace the shell of his ear as slowly as you can, playing it off like a cute romantic gesture. don't be surprised if your pretty samurai ends up clinging onto you more than before.
𝐊𝐀𝐙𝐔𝐇𝐀 whose nipples have been sucked on so many times that he has to actually stop you, with a reddened face, because the pretty nubs are so tender and sore. when they finally heal up, you're back to suckling on them, your teeth tugging on the now pebbled bubs. he lets you do so, knowing that you're too aroused to be pulled away, and settles for stroking your head while trying to hide any noises from your eager ears.
he gets so embarrassed when you slap your fat cock against his cheek, impatiently urging him to suck you off already. the samurai holds much preference for sucking on the leaking head, while he wraps his hands around the rest of your throbbing erection. but he does his best to deepthroat you, his pretty lashes fluttering as tears well up. please pet him, he loves it when you silently give him your affections as he pleasures you.
𝐊𝐀𝐙𝐔𝐇𝐀 who rides you with his back to you, his cute ass rippling with each lewd bounce he makes as he openly moans. you have a tight grip on his elbows, pulling him back down each time with each bounce. he's too fucked out to even care about what perverted things you're doing this timeーhe's desperately chasing his orgasm, his tongue loosely hanging out of his mouth. and he isn't exactly quiet, his feminine moans echo out around you as he angles himself for your fat cock to hit his oversensitive prostate.
you've nearly gotten him addicted to the feeling of your cock filling up his tight ass, to the point of where he'll innocently sit on your lap, your arms wrapped around his stomach. but in reality, your cock is buried deep within his tight walls, throbbing and twitching from the vice-like grip his velvety walls have on you. he'll teasingly shift his hips, causing you to dig your nails in his doughy thighs as his walls twitch and spasm around your cock. he whimpers when you finally cum, and you can't see it, but he has a very satisfied smile upon his soft, rosy lips.
𝐊𝐀𝐙𝐔𝐇𝐀 who is your cute little bunnyーevery little noise he makes, or every single reaction he gives when you angle yourself just right and hit his oversensitive prostateーforcing him to moan and cry as you fuck him open on your cock. it all just makes you wanna fuck your bunny until he breaks and can only be nothing but a lewd hole for you to fuck and fill with cum.
𝐓𝐇𝐎𝐌𝐀 who gets gifted a pretty little collar, since he's such a misbehaved puppy who gets too overexcited. it even came with a nice leash too, since he'll need to be directed back to what he needs to do of course. and that's usually when you're fucking your lewd puppy from behind, tugging on the collar to keep him from passing out from the endless amounts of pleasure that give to him, and to make sure that he doesn't lose his grip.
he gets so embarrassed when you slap your cock in between his pecs, stammering as the hot member throbs against his skin. his cute face is so red that it practically resembles a tomato as you slide your fat cock in between them, but he can't bring himself to look away from it. when you finally cum, he's left with the pearly liquid all over his chest and face, and he clumsily begins to swipe it up whatever he can on his finger and lick it up.
𝐓𝐇𝐎𝐌𝐀 who is trained to be a good puppyーbeing fucked against every surface and in every position possible while being your cute cumdump. he gets a treat if he's been a good boy, and that usually includes him sucking you off and being able to swallow up all your cum, or getting fucked so many times he breaks. but of course, he does have lots of punishments under his beltーgetting overstimulated until his brain turns into mush, or being edged for hours on end.
he goes into a daze right after he's cum, and it's the cutest thing ever. it's like his brain can't handle the feeling of all this pleasure from his ass, and the heavy feel of your cum filling him up. he can't even stop you from thrusting; he's too fucked out from his orgasm. but your cute puppy eventually snaps out of it soon after, and he whimpers as he realizes you haven't stopped thrusting, only slowing down a little. he tries to whine for you to slow down, but you've angled your fat cock to perfectly hit his prostate, so he can't do anything but take your cock and be a good boy.
𝐓𝐇𝐎𝐌𝐀 who gets aphrodisiacs slipped into his food while he's playing his cute hot pot game with you. he doesn't notice until far after the game is over, and he looks so out of it, his cheeks burning red as he takes in deep breaths, trying to figure out what's happening. you, of course, brush your fingers against his smooth cheek, offering to help him with his little "problem" down there. next thing he knows, he's being put in a mating press, your heavy balls slapping against his ass as you fuck him into oblivion. he can't even be mad, because it just feels so damn goodーhe can practically see stars from all the overwhelming pleasure.
it's become a habit to tie your adorable housekeeper to the bed, dropping tentacles onto his bare body and watching as they begin to play with his lewd body. while two busy themselves with his pretty nipples, another is busy swallowing up his cute cock, and the othersーwell, they've been curling deeper inside of him while you watched. he lets out choked cries and garbled moans as they wrench another orgasm out of him, and he's too oversensitive to even run away. and you aren't exactly helping eitherーyou shoved your cock down his throat moments ago and you're too busy fucking his tight walls to even give him relief from the overstimulation.
𝐓𝐇𝐎𝐌𝐀 who is such a good boy, eagerly sucking you off when you ask him, and he does such a good job at it tooーputting so much effort into deepthroating you and making sure that you feel so good. he'll even wrap his legs around your waist, catching you off guard when he starts begging for you to cum inside, whining that he really wants to feel your cum inside of him, so please cum inside. and well, good puppies deserve treats, no?
𝐀𝐘𝐀𝐓𝐎 who nearly got caught while you were fucking him against his desk, his important documents long forgotten as you plow into him with no restraint. a knock on the door caught his attention, and his little sister's soft voice resounded through the thin sliding doors. while he pokes his head through the open doors, assuring his sister that of course, he's alright, just taking a nice stretch from all his hard work. while he's busy talking, you sneakily slid yourself inside of him, and you have to say, he does quite the good job at keeping his moans in as your fat cock pries open his tight walls yet again.
when an attendant or ayaka comes into his office, asking where he went off to, you tell them that he went on a walk for some fresh air and that he'd be back in a few minutes or so. after they leave, you lean back, his pretty blue eyes meeting yours with minuscule tears welling up in them. you grin down at him as he chokes on your cock, his groans sending pleasurable vibrations through the throbbing member. he's been doing good so far, just a bit more and he'll be properly deepthroating you in no time!
𝐀𝐘𝐀𝐓𝐎 who gets a special reward after all the hard work he's had to go through due to his position as the head of the Kamisato Clan. he has such a huge burden on his shoulders, but not to worry! you'll help relieve his stress the best you can! although, it usually involves you fucking him with his leg thrown over your shoulder, and he's left to cover his mouth to keep his pretty moans as your cock hits his prostate over and over.
he's obviously a virgin since he's been far too busy to even pleasure himself, much less find someone else for that. so you have to be careful when you slide your fingers inside of him, otherwise, he'll be in quite a lot of pain. he dug his nails into your skin as his ass stretched open to accommodate the foreign feeling. when you finally sink your cock into his tight walls. he literally came all over his doughy stomach, gritting his teeth and wrenching his eyes closed, tears welling up inside of them. he won't unwrap his arms from around your neck, even after he's gotten used to the feeling of your fat cock pulsing inside of him.
𝐀𝐘𝐀𝐓𝐎 who rides you when he's in a more teasing mood, slyly grinning as he rolls his hips to order to push your throbbing erection even deeper inside of him. he'll pat his stomach, telling you how he can feel you so so deep inside of him and telling you to hurry up and cum inside his tummy. just to further rile you up, he'll call you a good boy as you cum, stifling his moans by biting his lip. even after that, he'll encourage you to keep going, wanting to be filled further with your thick cum.
he enjoys it a little too much when you pull on his long, silver-blue locks as you thrust wildly into him. the stinging pain only serves to further arouse him, and he swears he can see stars from how good it feels. it doesn't matter if you're tugging on his long locks while he's sucking you off, or if you're doing while fucking him from behind, he's probably going to push you down and ride you himself, his horniness going through the roof.
𝐀𝐘𝐀𝐓𝐎 who looks so prim and properーgently smiling as sakura petals lazily drift past him, framing his handsome face perfectly. but behind closed doors, he acts like a bitch in heat, sloppily sucking you off, desperate to have you cum down his tight throat. he'll even cockwarm you after you cum inside him for the nth time, stupidly grinning at the heavy feeling of your cum inside of him.
𝐒𝐂𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐌𝐎𝐔𝐂𝐇𝐄 who is an absolute brat, snapping at the people around him for petty reasons, or just because he woke up and chose violence that day. so it makes sense for him to expect to be fucked relentlessly until his tummy is bulging from the copious amounts of cum inside of him, and he can't even stand with his legs wobbling. hell, he'll even have to walk around with your cum still stuffed inside of him for the entire day.
you'll fold his legs over so his ankles are on either side of his head, while you squat and dip your cock into his tight ass. he's visibly protesting at the embarrassing position, and is eyeing down your throbbing erection down until the moment it's sheathed all the way inside. he's letting out choked moans and whimpers as you pound him into him without restraint, your heavy balls slapping against his ass as his vision becomes blurry from all of the pleasure filling his veins. when the two of you finally cum, he ends up cumming all over his cute face and tummy, moaning loudly from the feeling of yours shooting deep inside.
𝐒𝐂𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐌𝐎𝐔𝐂𝐇𝐄 who can get so pleasure drunk that his mind breaks from all of the overwhelming feelings, and he ends up becoming a lewd little slut for you to fuck. he's so cheeky when he goes into this mode, grinning as he rests his cheek on your pecs while his hips slam up and down on your fat cock. he's surprisingly lovey-dovey, telling you how much he loves you and how good your cock makes him feel.
making him suck you off really makes your day since he's so short, and when compared to your fat cock, it's almost questionable how you even fit yourself down his throat. but he somehow manages, almost like it's an utmost priority that he has to do, and he doesn't stop until he gets what he wants. and that usually involves him choking on your cock, gagging as he takes it deeper and deeper until his nose meets your crotch. it's so damn tight and hot, so you end up face-fucking him into oblivion until you finally cum. in which you keep his head taut and in place until you're done pouring your creamy cum down his throat, and finally pull him off.
𝐒𝐂𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐌𝐎𝐔𝐂𝐇𝐄 who gets used as your guinea pig for your cute tentacles that you've always wanted to try out. he scoffs, finding it stupid that you can't use them on yourself, but hmph, whatever, can't hurt, he supposes. next thing he knows, the slimy appendages are curling around his now nude body, toying with his sensitive spots while he does his best to keep his adorable moans in. he can't keep it up for long, however, when a thin appendage slides itself inside of him. And he all but moans as it rubs against his prostate, making him crumble in mere moments.
you once slipped a fat tentacle inside of him, the stretch somewhat unbearable as it wriggles further inside of him. he does his best to not show his surprise as the head presses against his throbbing walls in all of the right ways. he has to lean against the wall every few seconds because he just can't get used to having to walk around and being stuffed so fully like this. it gets even worse as the day drags on, the tentacle occasionally squirming about and pressing right up against his prostate. he doesn't even try and open his mouth, because he knows that he's going to moan as soon as he does.
𝐒𝐂𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐌𝐎𝐔𝐂𝐇𝐄 who is your cute little brat that disobeys every single little thing, and gets punished for it. it's so fun to break him with pleasure until he can no longer think anymore and gets to be your cute bratty cumdump. even after you're done using his body like a cocksleeve, he'll have to walk around with the heavy feeling of cum inside of him, which threatens to dribble out if he's not careful enough. he's lucky he intimidates his subordinates so much that they're too scared to even pay attention to his wobbling knees or his swollen belly.
𝐀𝐄𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑 who is the prettiest boy everーpeering up at you underneath his fluttering lashes and through his watering eyes as his mouth wraps around your leaking head, gingerly sucking on the reddened tip. he's on his knees, while you sit on a plush loveseat, and it's honestly the best way to relax after a day of running countless errands. sighing as you run your fingers through his soft blonde locks, you tug him even further on your cock, making him gag from the intrusion in his throat.
he gets fucked so much that he's started to become addicted to the pleasure entirely. if he gets just a moment alone with you, he pounces on you, hurriedly fumbling with your belt as he tries to yank away the cloth barrier that's keeping him from his most favorite treat. when your cock finally springs out, he wastes no time in mounting you, giddily smiling from the pleasurable stretch and the way your cock rubs against his walls in just the right ways.
𝐀𝐄𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑 who has very little experience in knowing what to do, and when you hold your throbbing erection near his cheek, his fair skin now stained with a glob of your pre-cum. and due to his inexperience, he ended up pulling off when you told him in between groans that you were cumming, and he ended up with thick, pearly splatters all over his face and hair too. he's so confused and panicked when your limp cock has now stood back up again, and you ask him to do it again.
he prefers being taken in classic missionary styleーhe really loves looking into your eyes gently as you fuck him into the mattress; it just makes everything sentimental for him. that and he can wrap his legs around your waist and trap you there, forcing you to spill your heavy cum deep inside of him. but he isn't against being taken from behind, since it means you can jerk him off while thrusting into him with little restraint.
𝐀𝐄𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑 who becomes a plaything for your pretty tentacles, since he's just so cute and adorable and you can't help but want to use him lewdly until he breaks. his ears are one of his weak points, along with his pretty nipples, so when you dump the slimy, wriggling appendages on his naked body, those are the spots they almost immediately go for. they'll even spread open his legs for you, providing you with a nice opening to fuck him in while the tentacles do their job and further his pleasure until he breaks.
he follows every single command you request him to do, even if it's absolutely embarrassing, such as sloppily fucking himself dumb on either a silicone dildo or one of your girthy tentacles. either way, he gets so red that you swear you can see steam coming off his cute face, but he still obliges, whimpering as the appendage slides into his pretty hole with little resistance. he ends up getting so into it that he openly moans, his feminine noises echoing loudly in the room as he jerks himself off. he's acting like a bitch in heat, and you enjoy it to the max.
𝐀𝐄𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑 who will always get spoiled with pleasure no matter what, whether it be lovingly with you gently making love to him throughout the night and smother him with gentle kisses. or it could be purely lewd, with you folding him in half as you fuck your cute traveler into oblivion, filling him up with cum until his belly swells and it gushes out in thick spurts. he's so cute that you can't help but want to break him until he becomes a lewd mess for only you.
#will you sleep with me?
—asking them this question as their best friend, what would be their reaction?
CHARACTERS. (Abyss!/)Aether, Albedo, Ayato, Childe, Diluc, Gorou, Kaeya, Kazuha, Scaramouche, Thoma, Venti, Xiao, Zhongli; gn! Reader
THEMES. mutual pining, no relationship yet. implied suggestive but it’s more fluff and crack, honestly. reader may have trouble sleeping (maybe as their justification of their prank or it’s real). no indication of prank or truth.
NOTES. this is actually from a request from @mastering-procrastinating when i saw the request i was like AAAAA YES NEW IDEA !! although it’s quite different since i made it prank-ish instead ehe—or is it really a prank? hmmm. enjoy reading!
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ZHONGLI will take the matter innocently that you may be the only one who realized that you have only said it accidentally and only realized how wrong it sounded with the way you said it.
“Why do you look so flustered, Y/n?” he’ll inquire out of curiosity, eyes peering over yours, as if investigating something that’s of utter importance.
“It’s nothing,” you say, “just—I realized how wrong my words actually sounded.”
“Hm?” he hums, “How is it wrong?”
Biting your lip, you could only chuckle awkwardly as you explained it to your best friend, who remained as calm as you expected him to be. And even after you’ve finished elaborating your statement, he could only huff out a small laugh, suddenly raising a hand to gently brush over the back of your head. “So adorable, you are. You know there’s no need to get embarrassed over these.”
Feeling your face warm up again, you cried, “How should I not, Li?! Not everyone can be calm like you!”
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XIAO is partly confused and flustered. “W-What did you just say?” he sputters, brows furrowed deeply and his eyes looking as if he was judging you heavily.
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#assigning genshin men with songs from my spotify playlist
—multiple scenarios depending on the songs assigned to them
CHARACTERS. Albedo, Childe, Diluc, Gorou, Kaeya, Kazuha, Scaramouche, Thoma, Venti, Xiao, Zhongli
THEMES. more fluff than angst, actually. only some has angst (venti’s & zhongli’s especially). comfort on thoma’s.
WARNINGS. reader is not a good person in scara’s part.
NOTES. this is quite new to me so i hope you liked how i wrote this one! it’s quite long each character so i hope you guys will enjoy~ i really liked Kaeya’s song & part here. I also literally listened to venti’s voice while playing the song and it resonates tf. also it’s funny how i’m referring to my spotify playlist here but i linked youtube for the songs,,,
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ALBEDO - Yellow by Kina Grannis
Feelings beyond the capacity of words, being succumbed and accompanied by the chirps of the crickets and the silent but gentle sound of the cold night breeze that passes by both of your forms with every chance it gets—as if the Anemo Archon himself was in approval of this. This moment feels reminiscent somehow; him sketching onto paper, your moonlit beauty radiating from where you were sitting on the grass, a curve of a smile playing by your lips as you stare up at the starry sky. If he was asked, he thinks the stars were smiling back at you.
“We should bring Klee here sometime. Although we’d have to be strong in case she pleads to go fish blasting again. I’d hate to burden Jean once she finds out about it,” there you went, thinking about other people. He thinks you worry about them too much, more than your own. Yet he keeps the words inside of him, knowing full well that it was one of the things he liked about you anyway; your love for others.
If he could wish for the stars, he’d say that he hopes that the shine in your eyes will never die—that genuine love and care to shine for other people.
And if it does, he will not hesitate to put it back on for you.
CHILDE - Crazy by Daniela Andrade
You very well knew what being close to a Fatui Harbinger would mean.
You not only have heard whispers, mutters, or talks about them—you were lectured by your very own parents not to even associate yourself with them.
It’s crazy ironic how now, those warnings were not heeded and were tackled very differently than it should have been. Consequences—such a word that most people had already told you about the moment they learned about your connection with him.
To hell with it.
Everything has their consequences, and if you had heeded the others’ words before, then you will also lose this life--the life that was almost robbed off of you just because of these stereotypes of a Fatui Harbinger.
You held your guards up when you first met him, you tried. But his charm was indeed something not to be reckon with, now you could barely imagine a life without him anymore. This must be what it is, right? This must be how it is to love and be loved.
You were suddenly aware of the softness of the locks in between your fingers, your eyes then glancing down as a smile forms on your face when you gazed upon your lover—your Childe; your Tartaglia; your Ajax. A man who had drenched not only his clothes and his hands but his whole mind with violence, a man who had sworn loyalty to a god who you do not worship—nonetheless respected.
It’s crazy how you love him.
But it’s also crazy how he loves you back and was willing to defy all odds just to have you by his side as well.
DILUC - Once Upon a December by Christy Altomare
It was almost like a fairytale. For him, meeting you was like a fairytale carved right out of a children’s book that his father used to read him with when he was way younger, when he still hadn’t got the sense of justice he had as he grew older. You were his savior, even if you were not truly aware of it.
“What are you thinking about, Luc?” he hears you say, in an instant, his eyes were on yours. He could feel it again—being bare in front of someone and letting it be like that, for them to see your soul and your entire being, trusting them with your whole heart.
He leans in to the side after a couple of moments, still swaying with you on beat with the background music that seemed to have continuously played despite the time that had passed by, his nose catching the fresh and natural scent of your skin. How many minutes had it been since you two were standing in the middle of the bedroom you shared since the day you two had gotten married? Basking in each other’s presence under the blessing of the evening.
“Would it bother you if I say that I’ve been thinking about you?” he says—almost like a whisper, actually. He very well knew you could hear him, but for him, this was like a secret, one that he wishes to keep with you and you alone.
One of your hands then curls to his waist, leaning yourself closer until you are hugging him whilst still swaying and taking hold of one of his hands. Also leaning to his shoulder and ear, he could only smile as you replied, “How could I when you’re also in miy mind most of the time?”
GOROU - Meet me on the Battlefield by SVRCINA
The world was unfair, Everyone knew that--both you and him were very aware of it as well.
Fighting an army by a god was never deemed as easy. With the limited resources and fighters, it was not a surprise that someone like you had joined them in the battlefield as well.
He was against this at first, but seeing your battle prowess, the Divine Priestess herself could not fulfill the General’s request to not let his lover partake in the fights. Sooner, he came to accept this and respected you and Her Highness’ decision.
The world was unfair, but he would not go down without a fight.
You suddenly feel his fingers slip to yours, feeling the familiar comforting warmth that had always been there since the start, his resolve that had never wavered and was infectious enough for you and of course, the other people around him. This is not just both of you fighting for your lives, this is a fight for Inazuma and its people. Even if your name as the Resistance was tainted amongst those who don't know why all of you were fighting, the echoes of your hearts will remain the same.
“Meet you later?” he turns to you like when he usually does, a small and assuring smile on his face, one that you could confess that you always look forward to. In every start of a battle for your lives, you two became accustomed to greeting each other this way--for you both to survive like you always do, probably; an assurance that everything can stay the same after a battle of fortitude against the Shogunate.
Mirroring his smile, you nodded, “Always,”
In the land of Eternity where silver clangs to silver, iron smashes to iron; this is an eternity that you both had always hoped for.
To be safe--it’s a prayer that your minds and hearts chant along the intake of your breaths. It’s a prayer that you both wished towards a god that is willing to listen.
KAEYA - Who Am I by RIELL (Acoustic)
(has implications of god!reader)
Threads of fate, strings of love, needles of the past—with unblind eyes, he knew what he was looking for.
When his eyes clashed with yours, when his hands met yours, when your voice penetrated his mind; he knew—knew what he was getting himself into, knew what falling under the spell of your kiss entails to someone like him.
He knew, and yet he couldn’t stop himself from having a taste.
The grip of his blood runs through his very veins, through the same eyes that you stare at with your Divine ones, through the hands that you still hold with your own tainted ones—tainted from the blood of his kind.
In this game of love, shall he prevail in the name of his family or for the sake of you—the god he accidentally fell in love with?
Who is he really?
Who was he supposed to be?
These questions ran dry from the answers it was neglected of as he grasped onto the handle of a door, turning them open to be blinded by the light.
“Kaeya, honey, you’re here?” your voice rings in his mind, infiltrating his plans and making him question his own identity.
You came, dressed in casual clothes that no one could even guess you were a god living amongst men—he didn’t, wasn’t able to until you revealed it to him as his lover.
He forgets everything and lets go of the rope towards the end goal as he leans in and presses a kiss on your lips and whispering the words “I’m home,”
KAZUHA - I won’t give up by Jason Mraz
A peaceful and windy evening, the unsettled sound of the leaves on tree branches and the grasses n the ground, the darkness of the sky illuminated by merely the moon alone.
A storm is brewing.
“Kazu, do you really have to?” you already knew that something was bothering him. That despite this supposedly jovial night date around the harbor, there seemingly was a voice that he couldn’t release. You didn’t need his hypersensitive sense of smell to read him—you’ve known him quite well enough with the year that was given for the both of you.
But tonight, tonight was different, and you’ve already perceived what the storm inside of his head had been meaning to say to you.
When you looked into his eyes, he wore the same ones from when you met him. And without any answer, you knew what it would be anyway. Before you could even look away, you felt the warmth of his hand on yours, meeting your gaze without a single thought hidden beneath the clouds of the plum of his orbs.
“I’ll come back home, I promise,” he says, because it was true. He already found his home here in Liyue, with you.
His other hand fishes something from his pockets and once he retrieves it, you could only gasp as he slips the silver band on one of your fingers delicately. Now, both of his hands were on yours, cupping them and grasping them with so much care and love that you felt it right through your bones how sure he was with his decision and his feelings for you.
“Meeting you was one of the most unexpected things that had ever happened to me, but unlike the others, you, my dove, brought the light back into my very eyes and gave me strength to face the sun once more. For that, I thank you. I want to come back to you with my heart whole and my spirit rested, so wait for me. And marry me by then.”
SCARAMOUCHE - Saints by Echos
At first, he was merely amused by you.
How could a thief steal from the Fatui—a Harbinger no less? It was purely entertainment to hear you spit curses at him and to feel the daggers of your glare, yet he was too amused, it seems.
“Be one of us, Y/n. Your skills will be wasted by the likes of your kind,” he said, holding out a hand—at that very moment, you knew that you were making a deal with the devil.
You took his hand and his path of life, became a part of it and soon, he was also a part of yours—too much to even see a world without him in it.
“Are you done?” his arms were crossed when he entered your tent, his eyes scanning over the Treasure Hoarders that you seem to have caught once again—seemingly in the same state as others before them. His eyes pierces yours, scanning them, probably to see whether there were remnants of your past self, ones that had vanished the moment you became one of them. “You’re far different than who you were before.”
You snicker to yourself, soon evolving into a laugh as you faced him, one hand on your stomach, finding his statement quite hilarious, “Coming from you,” you respond when you were able to, eyes glowering under the dim light, “you’re not so innocent either, dearest.”
He smirks, but there was hesitation in his eyes and a pressure in his chest that he could not seem to fathom—or particularly care about.
When he met you, without meaning to, you stole his heart too. And now, he didn’t know if offering you to be part of the Fatui was his best or worst decision of all.
THOMA - 17 by Pink Sweat$ feat. Joshua & DK of SEVENTEEN
Days with him never lacked energy and motion. Every person he had ever encountered is a testament to how he’s such a helpful kind of guy. Always there when you needed something, always holding out a hand in assurance that he was there—most especially to you.
“I apologize, but we’ll be taking our leave now,” he smiles towards the others and you could only wonder why he pulls you both aside, hand comfortably on your back, making you a bit closer to him as you walked side by side, the warmth of his form radiating from where he was, warming you up from the coldness of the night and the soul inside of your body.
It seemed, he sensed it again.
Wordlessly when you were far away from the crowd, he halted you both and he faced you to open his arms, to which you knowingly went and circled your hands on his waist, pressing your face on his chest. He wraps his own on your form, one hand tapping gently on one of your shoulders, “There, there. That party was stuffy, huh? Do you want to stay here for a while?”
When you nod, he leans his chin on your head, humming in response, “We could stay here for as long as you’d like,”
In the middle of the way towards Mt. Yuogo, there you two stood, only for the both of you to sway into a soundless music, nothing but the hums of nature surrounding the both of you, comforting you even more.
VENTI - Hurricane by Anson Seabra
Such sad eyes, that was your first impression of his viridescent orbs.
A smile that could mask any emotions that may be on that lonely soul of his, jovial music that clouds the sad words that he’s been hiding inside that mind of his—anyone could be deceived by then, honestly.
Not you.
The night you met him, it was as if a gust of wind had your heart pounding and your mind racing. Even without knowing his face or his name or his voice before, you felt that he was familiar.
“Do I know you?” you asked, and when you met his eyes, you were sure that the next words that slips your lips were affirmative despite his own answers.
“From a previous life, perhaps?” was your question, and he answered with a laugh.
“My, my, must you really be that curious about this humble bard? You could have asked for my name, you know!”
A liar, that’s what he was, and you knew it, he knew it.
Who was he to stop himself and bite his tongue of the lies that come out of his lips when he could still remember the way your eyes lost its life in front of him countless of times—all because of him, all because he was a greedy god who loved a human who’ll always meet the same fate as you would always do when you start to feel the same for him.
Fate hates him, but there is nothing he wants more than you.
XIAO - Can you hold me by NF feat. Britt Nicole
Not very many knew of the lone yaksha on the topmost level of Wangshu Inn, as well as the stories that lie beneath the surface that he holds upfrontly.
Cold, dismissive, very few with words; almost anyone would be riddled away especially if he wants to—he does, he needs.
“Desires? Ha. Do not judge Adepti by your mortal ideas. I have no desire.”
He does have one, actually.
His existence is an epiphany to most, but more so with the so-called lover who had tamed his heart—very few knew about you, and he meant to keep it that way.
“Xiao, you’re tense again,” your voice was like an angel, your touch was like feather, the muscles on his back easing up instantly at the contact as he lets you rub them gently and carefully, “relax, I’m sure you’ve vanquished the demons to temper the dangers for the meantime. You need to rest up as well, my love.”
He could never say no to you, not when you were beginning to calm the embers in his mind and the darkness of his soul.
It was not too long when he raises a hand towards yours, holding them gently before turning to face your form. He did not meet your eyes, but his lips met your knuckles; softly, mercifully, he kissed them with emotions that he doesn’t claim to have.
When you sat down in front of him, you were even more surprised to have him meet your eyes before leaning close; breath to breath, nose to nose.
“Can I hold you?” he found his voice even as he stared at the beauty of your orbs. You could only nod, voice restricted on your throat and from the pounding of your heart.
His embrace is rare, so whenever he initiates them, it is like your breath is being stolen away by him again. You didn’t know why he’s acting like this at this very moment; an act of impulse? Or is there an underlying reason? Either way, you were here to snake your own arms on his waist as you relished the love that he was willing to give you—the desires that he not so often speaks of, that he even denies he has.
Because even an Adeptus has desires, most of them just hide it.
ZHONGLI - More than words by Little Mix feat. Kamille
Like gravity, you found yourself being pulled by his presence.
Was it his face? His stature? His voice? Not that it mattered anyway.
“Mr. Zhongli, would you like a refill for your tea?” you inquired, smiling his way as he sent you one with his own politely.
“Yes, please,”
You could only watch him from afar. Being a little bit shier than any other else, you could only stand as you see other people flock his way and try to woo him on their own. He’s a gentleman, the dream of everyone—including you.
“I am grateful for your kindness once again, Y/n,” he says before he turns his back, exiting your teahouse as you watched once again—your eyes following his form until it vanishes out of sight.
With a sigh, you could only hold a heart over your chest. His baritone voice, his piercing yet warm eyes, the way he said your name has your heart pounding and you were worried if he’ll be the cause of a heart attack of yours someday.
“Why don’t you confess already?” those were the words of your friend, Hu Tao, when she catches you staring at him again. An ideal pair, you two were, seeing as he’s the boss of the person of your affections. Although with your circumstances now, it’s very much likely, to say the least, to be friends with her.
“I can’t,” you say, a sad smile forming on your face.
Awareness is a rather scary thing, such as knowledge.
Cursed with the memories of your past, you knew better to stay away from him—Morax, Rex Lapis. Others knew him by many names, but you knew him because he was your husband.
Was.
“You know I can’t, Director Hu,” you looked at her and she soon sighs.
“Are you sure you’re not going to say goodbye? There’s a possibility he could see you even if-“
“We already did…” you cut her off, soul turning back from the man who sat far from both you and Hu Tao; soul turning away from the world you had once lived on, “it would hurt us more if I show myself once again.”
Wordlessly, Hu Tao understood, and even without a physical heart and lungs you felt your chest constrict as you ached to see him one more time—to feel that once rush you had when you liked him, when he returned his feelings, when you two had gotten married to each other. All of those will be left now.
“I love you,” you whisper to the air, to the wind, to the breeze; hoping it would get to him.
And in his seat, he whispered back, “Likewise, my dearest.”
But you weren’t there anymore.
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#love languages (giving ver.)
—identifying their love languages or what love language they give to you
CHARACTERS. Aether, Albedo, Ayato, Childe, Diluc, Gorou, Itto, Kaeya, Kazuha, Scaramouche, Thoma, Venti, Xiao, Zhongli; gn! Reader
THEMES. comfort, fluff
WORD COUNT. 1.8k
NOTES. this is formatted quite differently and also do take note that people can have one or more dominant love languages! this will only base on what i think their most MOST dominant one is during the relationship itself. some people change their love language after being in a relationship, after all!
p.s. gorou’s part is kind of like “acts of service” too but i suppose it fits with “quality time” more.
words of affirmation
The whispers of the wind had always been next to KAZUHA’s ears, telling him of the truth and stories of people, of the dangers that are coming, or even the music of others’ hearts. With this, he finds that the beating of his heart was in sync with yours, and that there was no reason for him to hide it, and that the beating of his heart was in sync with yours, and that there was no reason for him to hide it. All the same with how he could feel the restlessness that your mind had settled itself in, even despite being leaned onto him, your back to his chest and his arms around your form. And by then, there was a whisper in the wind, telling him to speak, to utter words, to ease your mind.
“The winds and tides have calmed, I suppose this must be a sign for us to do the same as well, don’t you think?” he played it off as he didn’t know, but it was far from it.
ZHONGLI is a man who knows a thousand words, and maybe much more. He even knows the value of each of them, and the cost of the lack of them as well. With that said, it was quite easy for him to do such a thing—to say words that he either genuinely believed or not. Of course, the latter would only be for special occasions. Mostly, he is a man who is true to his words, and even if he does not relate to any of your troubles.
“Is something bothering you, dear?” the aroma of the comforting tea dominated your senses, and so did the gentle voice of your lover in front of you. “You can speak to me about anything, love. How about talking about it over tea?”
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quality time
ITTO loves your company. And with that, he supposes that it would be the same for you as well? After all, you chose him out of everyone else—someone like him to be by your side. It was something he never imagined would’ve happened, especially for you. For him just to be with you is enough, but everyday? He could even take you out to eat during lunch or supper? That would be a dream! Well, of course, he would not do anything that would be a discomfort for you.
GOROU is a man who knows his duty. And as someone with such vigor, he would often give a lot of effort into pleasing you, making you happy—most especially at the very start of the relationship. Call it excitement, perhaps, but he does have a certain kind of joy whenever he witnesses you smile from something he does.
“I heard that this is a new trend in couples nowadays… What do you think?” he has this flustered look on his face, but he did not falter in his words. Nonetheless, you thought this was cute of him to do.
“I don’t mind. But what about you? Do you want to? I mean, fishing takes time, maybe even for a whole day. Are you sure you aren’t that busy?”
“No, no, of course not! I already filed my leave today. And…” he pauses, looking away, “of course I’d like to go with you. Anywhere with you is nice.”
If there was the perfect way to describe what VENTI was feeling, it would be that he was craving for your attention and presence by his side. This is to the point that he would also want you to be used to his presence. After all, you would see him every now and then, so get used to it! He’d take you anywhere that would be enjoyable, don’t worry! And you’re going to be safe, he’s an Archon after all.
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physical touch
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#guy next door kind of likes you (it’s a secret though)
—what kind of neighbor are they? and also… they kinda like you shh you’re not supposed to know that!
CHARACTERS. Aether, Albedo, Ayato, Childe, Dainsleif, Diluc, Gorou, Itto, Kaeya, Kazuha, Scaramouche, Thoma, Venti, Xiao, Zhongli; gn! Reader
THEMES. crack; fluff; platonic to romance kind of; has implications of being a drunkard (venti’s part)
NOTES. I was originally going to go for the college headcanons but i decided to do it next time since this one seemed too adorable to not write now.
ZHONGLI is the gentleman neighbor. Always helping whenever you needed, always greeting you in the mornings when he goes to work and you were also about to do so with yours, or when you two also see each other when you both go home. Sometimes, he invites you to tea, especially when you openly show that you are comfortable with him and consider him as a friend. Actually, he sort of became your confidant. If you had anyone or anything you were frustrated with, it would be his pleasure to hear your worries and rants. He also has a knack of giving you history lessons… he doesn’t really mind even if you feel sleepy from hearing them, he’d find it adorable when he finds you asleep that time he was comforting you through his stories even.
XIAO is the neighbor who glares at you or narrows his eyes at you when you meet his gaze. You always think that he is angry at you, so you never tried to approach him. At first. One day, however, you were walking home alone and he had saved you when some drunk person tried to hit on you. You invited him to dinner the next day in thanks for this, and since then, you found out that he wasn’t angry or irritated at you. He was just… normally like that, especially when it’s someone who he did not know much. The more you got to know him, the more you got curious about what else he would open up to you. He’s kind of like an onion; will sting you a couple of times with his words, but will nonetheless have many layers, but all the layers were a part of him, and you had grown to love each one of them. Before you know it, you will be considered the one closest to him and one of the very few people he trusted. Unbeknownst to both you and him, he was feeling more than that.
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The nail trend ft Genshin men
Synopsis: If you don't remember or have never seen it the nail trend was when girls put their hands over their boyfriend's crotch then clicked their nails together over it or laid it flat on top of his area sometimes showing off their rings as well.
Characters: Aether, Albedo, Childe, Diluc, Kazuha, Venti, Xiao
Disclaimer: This is a modern au with sexual themes. Minors get out. No pronouns are mentioned in this work but Tartaglia's part has him referring to his s/o as "girlie".
Albedo~
☆ Bless his sweet little heart he just flinches. Makes eye contact with you then looks at your phone in your hand before returning to flipping through his sketchbook.
☆ Apart of you feels a little betrayed by his overall lack luster response and you continue filming until you can actively see the print forming in his pants.
"Bedo." You chuckle, turning your phone off.
He makes eye contact with you again sliding his sketch book over to the empty side of the bed.
"It was for a video, yes?" When you nod he brushes a strand of your hair back from your face, cupping your cheeks. "Did you get the footage you needed?"
"Mhm." You slip your thumb under the button of his jeans popping it open like you had a million times over. "You're so cute, all pent up from my light touches."
His eye lids flutter, half lidded as they gaze at you with lustful intensity. "It's a natural physiological response even if the feeling was minimal."
"Why don't I give you a stronger feeling then hmm?"
Aether~
☆ Audibly hums at you a questioning look adorning his face as he looks at your phone then at you.
☆ Has to cover his face with his hands because his cheeks are beginning to flush down to his neck.
You giggle sliding your fingers beneath his. He lets your hands overtake his as you brush strands of his hair away from his cheeks with the palm of your index finger.
"You wanted to take a video of your hand on my-" He gestures
"It's a trend, sweetie."
"What kind of trend involves showing off your boyfriend's junk?"
You shake your head your smile still bright as you hoist yourself up, splaying your legs on his sides. His hands reach out to hold your waist and you dip your head in to capture his lips.
"Want me to delete the video?"
"I'd rather you just explain the trend to me if I'm being honest."
Venti~
☆ He was genuinely just resting his eyes when you come out of nowhere and place your hand palm down on his shorts.
☆ When he opens his eyes he's straight up beaming. Ofc he ruins your video as soon as he notices you're recording, shifting his hips around under your hand.
"Venti!" You try to pout but you just end up laughing setting your phone aside.
"I can't believe you have the audacity to fake pout when you disturbed my restful period. This is how I get inspiration you know." He puffs his cheeks back not even bothering to hide his smile.
"I'm sorry my love, can I make it up to you?"
His voice drops to a whisper as he gestures to his lap, "Come here."
Kazuha~
☆ He's just meditating. Hands palm down on his chest laid back against the floor. Breaths quiet almost inaudible. The tiniest quirk of a smile playing on his lips to signal your arrival is known.
☆ He's got his legs up against the mat he's resting on not moving a muscle. And he still doesn't move even when your hand is ghosting over his clothed dick.
When you realize he still hasn't said a word, nor made any sudden movements you glance over. Instantly being greeted with one crimson eye staring back at you. Lips twitching with mirth.
"What are you up to, lovely? Is this another one of your games?" He questions though he shuts his eyes again relaxing back.
"No of course not Kazu. I'm just shooting a video."
Once you're finished you're a little upset that you couldn't get him more aroused. Only a little sign of a tent peaking in his sweats. You lift yourself up onto your knees almost immediately getting pulled in. Your back flat against the mat with a now completely alert Kazuha hovering over you.
His fingers trail up the tail of your spine. "Last night wasn't enough I'm assuming." He chuckled pecking your lips.
"Kazu.."
"You should've told me, lovely. You know your happiness is also mine."
Childe~
☆ He just looks at you with wide eyes and then the shittiest grin appears on his face.
☆ He places his phone down on the dresser before snatching yours from your hand, laughing when you try to grab it back.
"What's going on girlie? Trying to get me worked up?"
"Come on Ajax! I'm trying to make a video here!"
He tosses your phone far enough that you can't reach it without climbing over him. Which is the perfect time for him to capture his victim. "Aw that's too bad sweetie." His hands are on your waist in an instant hoisting you up until you're straddling his waist.
"A-" Your voice breaks over a moan.
His arms curled around your waist, tugging you into the warmth of his hold. He sat up pressing you deeper into the grind of his hips.
"You're always saying you can't take it and yet here you are begging." His hands massage the fat of your thighs. "In spite of that however I'm guessing you're going to be good for me tonight?"
"I promise."
"No telling me you can't cum anymore?"
"I.. won't complain.."
"That's my good girlie."
Diluc~
☆ Mfer sighs like you're bothering him or sum. Got a whole attitude for what?
☆ It's ok cause you are bothering him.
"What are you doing?" He grunts, half spreading his legs, half inching away.
"No! Don't move you'll mess up my shot!"
"Why are you taking a video of my crotch?" He manages to slink his body away and you sigh.
"Haven't you ever heard of the nail trend?"
"I know nothing of any of your 'trends' why would you think I'd know this one?"
You huff which gets him to peer over at you for just a split second before returning to his book. "You're no fun."
He grunts but doesn't move anymore even with you staring directly into his soul. After a while you just get bored and leave with the terrible footage.
Xiao~
☆ Stares at you unblinking as soon as you rest your hand there.
☆ You kinda stare back but don't move your hand at all.
"Are you bored or something?" He finally asks but doesn't move away.
"I just missed you so I figured we could do this trend together."
"Ugh." He swats your hand off turning onto his side.
"Xiao Xiao!"
"What?" He mumbles
You crawl into your empty slot on the bed. One of your arms sliding under his body weight while the other linked over his waist clasping behind his back. He doesn't respond to the new movement with anything more than a small sigh of relief. The tension in his eyebrows relaxing.
"I love you, Xiao Xiao."
"Hmph." He doesn't open his eyes. "You can be so clingy." When you whine he blinks for the briefest moment taking in your slightly sullen state. "I love you too." His eyes shut.
"Yay!" You seal your excitement with a quick peck on his nose.
#expectations vs reality
—when he does something you did not expect before getting in the relationship / things you did not expect him to do or to be a quality of his
THEMES. angst on some. more comfort than hurt. fluff! beginning of relationships kind of
CHARACTERS. Zhongli, Xiao, Venti, Thoma, Scaramouche, Kazuha, Kaeya, Gorou, Diluc, Childe, Ayato, Albedo, Abyss Aether; gn! Reader
NOTES. thank you sm to @weakestpoint for this idea<333 ily ily! ok so i characterized gorou based on dog hounds(?) i hope i called them right but yep i feel like it fits him quite well actually~
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ZHONGLI had been through so much, lost so much—it frightens him sometimes how they would take you too. It was given that your lover was quite calm and collected, difficult to even stumble. Yet it was he himself who admitted his one true weakness—losing you.
“Dearest, I wish this wouldn’t sound so selfish of me, but I must confess,” he whispers to you one night as you sit on his lap with your back on his, his breath tingling by your neck and the side of your face. It was such a peaceful night that it came out of your expectation. You couldn’t see his face, his eyes, yet you knew he was serious, “What is it, my dear?” you inquire.
You felt his embrace on you tighten, as if he was afraid you’d let go—which you never would, your hand instinctively heading to his arms and reassuringly placing it over them.
That night was the moment he admitted to you his fears, the voice inside his head that a god shouldn’t even speak of in front of anyone, let alone a human. Yet he trusted you, he trusted you because he loves you. At least for now, he could hold on to you for as much as you’d let him. He just hopes that his insecurities would not suffocate you with the millenia he spent losing everyone else.
There are many unexpected moments when it comes to XIAO, he never fails to surprise you, really—just as much as you never fail to surprise him. He says he doesn’t know anything about mortal traditions and yet he actually does. He knows that giving flowers to your lover might give them joy, or maybe gifting trinkets such as crystals or jades. He knows how humans, most of the time, would desire for their partner’s attention and touch, and would ask for them if they could. He has lived for thousands of years—he has seen thousands of humans interact with each other.
You’re still surprised, however, whenever three stems of Qingxin were left by your bedside, or when he forms them into a crown to give to you, knowing you’d look good on them, just like how those kids by the harbor do towards their friends whenever they have flowers with them. He’s not clueless, but you, for one, was baffled and wanted to love him more because of this—he was trying his best for you, for this kind of love a Yaksha like him could have never expected.
VENTI may seem like the most sociable and open of all, but he can be very selfish when it comes to you. He wants to be with you all the time, he wants to feel or see your presence in the room, he wants to show you off in front of everyone else, and he also want to take you away to have a peaceful time with you and you only.
“Venti, where are you taking me now?” you laugh as you both get away from being stopped by Kaeya who had been trying to get in contact with you due to work—who could’ve known you’d even be part of the Knights of Favonius and also end up with the Anemo Archon himself? You were bound to be busy, but he’s taking your time and you couldn’t even peep a single complaint—you liked it, you loved it. Spending time with VENTI was more exciting and fun than you could’ve ever had with just doing your work alone.
Sometimes it could be a nuisance to others mostly though.
“Liyue!” he replies, grinning towards you, “Do you want to meet an old friend of mine? Guess we could pay him some visit.”
And let’s just say that’s how you met the Geo Archon that day.
THOMA is always a positive guy who’s good with his words, that was what you saw him as, no matter how much other people in Inazuma say never to mess with him—the Retainer of the Kamisato Clan. You thought they were just rumors, after all, he never showed any indication that he’s actually a scary person. When it involves the safety of you or other people he cares about, however, you realized that he could be feared of—in his own way.
“Say, what do you think the Kujou Clan—Kujou Sara, probably, will say, if I report that there are a bunch of Treasure Hoarders around this area?” he says, his eyes darting towards yours every couple of times to check how you were. It was obvious that he was trying his best not to engage in a fight, not with you there.
“What if you let us pass this road safely, we won’t report it if you do. You know, we’ll keep it a secret,” he even winked at the Treasure Hoarders as he held your hand tightly, keeping his cool throughout the interaction.
When they did, however, he went straight to the Tenryou Commission and reported what you and him both saw, “Of course, I won’t let them get away. We never know who they’ll attack next,” he smiles at you, pecking you on the cheek as you both walk hand in hand on the way home, “I know you always pass by that road too, right? Your safety, above all, is my priority, darling.”
He’s good with words—more so that he could us it as a weapon and a shield, but this definitely is one of the things he doesn’t show often unless needed.
SCARAMOUCHE is always cold. You have come to terms with his hisses and his snaps, his raised brows or his sharp glances that are usually followed by an amused chuckle or a ghost of a smile that you always fail to catch since he turns away almost immediately. It was not quite obvious, but he’s actually softer towards you than he did—actually, he spoils you whenever he can. He has subordinates guarding you whenever you’re going out without him; he replies to your letters, though it may take awhile, he reads each and every word and responds to them well; he even may have small gifts or trinkets with the letter that was sent—most of the time, they’re local goods from the region he currently is. He prides in taking care of his beloved, to be honest. He feels powerful—relieved, whenever he sees your contented smile.
“You like that?” he raises a brow, a small quirk on the side of his lips, “Of course you would, I picked that myself.”
On the other hand, he can be warm when you really opened your eyes.
KAZUHA is a calm individual, indeed he is. However rare, though, due to the circumstance, he is quite protective, especially when it’s you involved. He will draw his sword whenever needed—most of the time, he would not even think when your safety is hindered.
“Are you alright, dove?” he reaches for your face with his bandaged hand, soon followed by his other, once he had finished scanning the rest of your body if you were injured anywhere else. When he met your eyes, however, you saw it—fear.
All of a sudden, you were in a tight embrace, his hair tickling the side of your face as he whispered “I thought I lost you.” Of course, how could you forget?
Wrapping your arms on his waist, you reassure him, “You won’t, Kazu,”
He didn’t say anything else, but you knew that in his heart, he was still erratic. All you could do for now, however, was hold him and hope that it would be enough.
KAEYA, no matter how flirty he was, is extremely loyal. He’s probably one of those who’s quite sensitive to your feelings most of the time. He never fails to reassure you. Actually, if you’re the jealous type, he knows, and he’ll be trying his best to comfort you in any way.
“Look at me, love,” he has his hand on your chin, egging you to do what he says with his velvety voice. When you did, that was when you saw him slowly smile—not the smirks that he usually let out though. It was different, “Trust me on this, yeah?”
Unbeknownst to you, he was also testing you, trying to see if you were to be trusted with his own very secret—secrets he never should reveal but he found the potential to tell you anyway. Trust is something he was willing to give and receive, as long as it’s you.
GOROU, when he’s not called in for work, is rather lazy. There may be times when he feels bad for making you do all the work in the house if you’re visiting his home—which is quite messy. You think it may have been due to his work or maybe it’s already mixed with his own blood, but either way, you find him utterly adorable whenever he says “It’s alright… you know. You don’t have to clean if you don’t have to,” or “I’m sorry I got you in this… uhm… what else should I do?”
Don’t worry though because after you both clean up his house, he’ll reward you with a long session of cuddling with his tail affectionately wrapped around your waist, whispering “Thank you”s by your ear as he scatter soft kisses on your neck.
DILUC, unlike popular belief, will show his affections in public when he’s already comfortable with it. He’s not a cold and heartless man, after all. This happens slowly and gradually, however. First were holding your hand while Kaeya or maybe others like Jean, Albedo or Barbara were there, then the next would be letting your fingers interlaced with him stay as you walk down the streets of Mondstadt City, letting the others see the progress of your relationship with the most famous bachelor of the town.
The next thing you knew, he was already comfortable with pressing you forehead kisses or letting his arms circle on your waist as you two walked home after a shift of his at Angel’s Share. It takes time, but it will definitely be worth it.
CHILDE would lose to you. Yes, you got that right. You never actually see this kind of situation most of the time, but it will happen more than you’d notice. You two probably tried pillow fighting somewhere in between your relationship and he would say “Come on, hit me!” and he wouldn’t actually dodge. His hits are also light, not wanting to hurt you, of course. He fights for the thrill, the fever, the fun—but for some reason, play fights with you were the same as well. Would you be able to push him down? Beat him on your own accord? How dedicated are you to beating him and winning against him? His chest pounds at the sight of your wide grin and the sound of your laughter.
Yes, he loves this—he truly is whipped for you, huh?
AYATO may be busy, but he never takes back any promises he makes. You expected he’d be the kind to never have time for you, you were prepared for it. After all, he’s the Commissioner of the Yashiro Commission, it was a given and you’ll still love him for it. What you certainly did not expect was whenever he tries to find you always and will be making time for you whenever he wants to—which is actually most of the time.
“Ayato, darling, I thought you’re working on some papers sent by the Tenryou Commission? You know how they are with deadlines…” you muse as you snuggle next to him, yet he only tightens his grip on you and buries his face by your neck, feeling him smile next to your skin.
“I can do them later, let me indulge with my beloved for a little more.”
ALBEDO wants to know everything about love; little by little, as careful as possible. Actually, he was not just curious about the concept of love, but of you as well—the very reason why he feels this way in the first place. Everything is so new to him that even if he does have sweet moments, he is still new to everything. Which meant a lot of patience for him. One minute he could be someone who could tell you sweet little nothings but the next he could neglect you for the work in front of him. If it would be too much, let him see your mind, hear your thoughts, your voices.
“I apologize, my love. I did not know I was hurting you,” he says as he rubs your shoulder lightly, gently, almost as if it was a part of his apology after not coming home for two entire weeks without a single letter or word, buried in work above the snow of Dragonspine. He doesn’t have any experience with any of this, and he hopes that you could guide him to your needs and desires, so that he could recognize his own as well.
AETHER is extremely protective of you. Even the other Abyss members doesn’t see you that often—actually, most of them doesn’t know your face. They just know that their prince has a lover, and that was enough. When you journey or travel alone, there’s a specific emblem or some sort that reminds them not to attack you—a symbol or a mark to never bring you harm. That’s why any Adventurer or civilian that may be being attacked by the members of Abyss and you unknowingly stepped in, the members will instantly back away when they see that symbol on you.
Or else they may be the ones who will end up hurting themselves from the wrath of the prince.
You never knew about this until he himself confesses about it—which might actually take a very long time to do so.
(p.s. i actually have other plans for aether but this actually sounded better hahah)
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#are you giving me a gift?
—what gift would they buy you for Christmas/the holidays?
CHARACTERS. women edition. Ayaka, Beidou, Ei, Eula, Ganyu, Hu Tao, Jean, Keqing, Lisa, Mona, Ningguang, Yae; gn! Reader
THEMES. more chara analysis but they’re fluffy tho!
NOTES. these are quite shorter than i originally do the other multi-hc’s but it’s going to be like this for the other version as well hehe. enjoy enjoy!
AYAKA would give you a sword—a katana, specifically, one that is intricately made and also has a hilt that resembles you a lot. A flower if you liked them, or maybe a symbol for your own Vision. Whatever it was, she wants you to know that her gift is custom-made, just for you.
BEIDOU would give you a matching eye-patch—yes, even if you didn’t need it. She noticed that you sometimes kept on staring at her own so she brought you one also! That’s her reasoning, anyway. To be quite honest, she just wanted to see you with one as well and ingrain the image in her memory.
EI would give you a cake, or maybe your favorite food. It’s a bought item, however. She cannot bake or cook one herself so she probably asked for someone else’s help or she bought it at the finest shop there is in Inazuma.
EULA would give you a glove, especially if you insist on joining her in her journeys, most specifically if they involved Dragonspine. However, it is also proven useful if it’s during the cold seasons in Monstadt. The thing is, she probably brought one herself, she’s just too shy to bring it out that it remained in her pocket or room.
GANYU would give you a perfume, concocted personally by Ying’er. She actually got the idea from Baishi, Baiwen and Baixiao, saying that whatever is made by Ying’er will definitely be something the receiver would like.
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How are they with their pregnant partner? Part 2
Diluc, Zhongli, Kaeya, Xiao, Venti, Albedo, Kazuha, Childe : HERE
Synopsis: Pregnant, your husband/partner is over the moon. But how would he take care of you during pregnancy?
Style: Cute, fluffy, feminine reader. A little bonus
Bonus NSFW (18+) I remind minors to avoid reading this kind of content.
Alert: May contain story spoilers for some characters.
Characters: Scaramouche, Dainsleif, Thomas.
Note: For this headcanons, I assume that the reader is of age and that she is in a relationship for a while with the genshin boy!
SPOILER SPOILER SPOILER
For Scaramouche, I'm going to ask you to have an open mind!
I know that he is a puppet created by shogun Raiden, and in the logic of things, it is impossible for him to have children. But let's imagine for a moment that it is possible?
Masterlist
In a state of shock...
Him, a father? Unimaginable, unthinkable. He knew he was cruel, unmanageable, close to madness. Apart from you, everyone who was close to him was afraid of him. So a child... He felt incapable of it. Unworthy. He'd run away from you for days or weeks at a time. He wasn't angry. He was scared. An unusual feeling for him, and yet one that had been raging in his heart more and more since he met you...
But having you by his side had become essential to his life. You had softened his heart of stone, washed his hands of the blood of the innocents he had killed, forgiven all his faults and accepted his love. He will come back to you, without apology, without words. He will simply take you in his arms, his limbs trembling and his face buried in the hollow of your neck. His heart will tear at the sounds of your sobs, yet he will remain silent, content to soothe your fears with gentle caresses on your back.
"Don't ever leave, you fool..." - He smiled into your neck. You were the only person he would allow to call him an idiot without him getting angry. Slowly pulling away from your embrace, Scaramouche brought your face closer to his to seal your lips together. Protecting you both had become his one and only goal. The Fatui, the Tsaritsa, the gnosis, all that was no longer important.
Since that day, Scaramouche had literally changed. He was more considerate, more gentle than he had ever been. He didn't want to rush you or scare you as he sometimes did in the past. Of course, he was still the same arrogant, proud and cruel man with his subordinates, scaring them even more if one of them had the audacity to approach you. Scaramouche wanted to keep you away from them as much as possible.
Morning sickness is hell for you and for him. He doesn't hide the fact that he finds it disgusting, but he doesn't want to run away from his responsibilities and decides to stay by your side to support you. He'll massage your back while you bend your head in the toilet. He'll hold your hair back until your nausea subsides.
He'll catch you on your way home from work one day, looking at yourself in the mirror with your hands on your slightly rounded belly. He will admire you for a long time, your cheeks slightly pink. He thought you were beautiful.
Slowly, he would come closer to you, wrapping his arms around your stomach and resting his head on your shoulder. He would look at you through the mirror with eyes shining with admiration.
How many times has he caught you sneaking a few sweets? He has stopped counting.
Every time he sees you with your mouth full of three-colored dango or cherry blossom mochi, he can't help but scold you, snatching the source of his anger from your hands before throwing them in the trash. No matter how teary-eyed you are, Scaramouche is thinking of your health first. The excuse, "I'm eating for two," doesn't work with him. He will buy you some fruit to compensate.
He will force you to rest if you overexert yourself. He doesn't want you to have a miscarriage...
Scaramouche will take advantage of your sleep to caress your belly with a tender eye. Sitting on the edge of the bed, right next to you, he can't help but imagine what his child might look like. Will it be a girl? A boy maybe? No matter... he wanted to meet this child growing in your belly... His child.
He would let you sit on his lap while he worked at home. More and more often, you demand his attention, and while he may occasionally complain that you are unbearably clingy and awkward, he won't be able to resist caressing your thighs and round belly with a slight smile on his face.
The first time you grabbed his hands roughly to put them on your belly, Scaramouche looked at you with round and worried eyes. He didn't understand what had disturbed you so much and he was even afraid that something had happened to the baby. It is when he feels his child moving that he will understand. His eyes would wander between you and your belly. He would never be able to hide the immense joy that took possession of him at that moment.
You will be surprised to see that he leaves work earlier and earlier to spend the afternoon or the evening with you. You will also notice that the rounder your belly is, the more you will find his hands on it, caressing it with tenderness.
Scaramouche has everything to learn. But he will do his best to be a good father to his child. He loves you, both of you, far more than his own life.
Bonus NSFW:
He is a man in constant need. Since he knows you're carrying his child, lust has taken hold of him. At the beginning of your pregnancy, he won't dare claim you, but once he sees that you're literally throwing yourself at him once he's home, there's no stopping him. He won't even take the time to undress you. He wants to make you his. Now.
Even though he's about to lose his footing, he'll always be careful not to hurt you. His hands will protect you from the hard surfaces he places you on. Since your first time, Scaramouche has always made a point of preparing you before you greet him. His fingers will slowly go back and forth inside your femininity. Since you are pregnant, he will take his time to lubricate your walls, whether it is you or his baby, he does not want to hurt you.
Since you didn't give him time to get home properly, he'll pin you to the wall in the hallway, exposing your buttocks to his lustful gaze. As soon as you're ready for him, Scaramouche will unbutton his shorts to release his wildly hardened member. His hands on your hips, he would penetrate you with a tortuous slowness. Your back being slightly leaned forward, Scaramouche began without waiting to hammer you in a perfect angle. Your hands, leaning against the wall, allowed you to welcome with more ease his hip thrusts.
Scaramouche will not be able to prevent his hands from caressing your belly, replacing them as soon as possible by his lips as soon as your position allows it.
He will make you cum several times without even realizing it. Too focused on his own desires to take in the friction of your walls, he would continue to harass your G-spot until he finally cum inside you, taking you one last time to nirvana.
You usually end up in your bed, he doesn't want to wear you out too much... You'll be amazed at how well he takes care of you after sex, even if he can't help but throw a few digs at you when he sees your drowsy state. It's your fault after all, you're so cute.
Dain would remain silent for a long time, his eyes fixed on you as if he hadn't really understood what you had just told him.
Pregnant? Had he heard right? After so many centuries alone, he had finally found his other half and now you were telling him he was going to be a father? He would not know how to express the happiness that ravaged his heart. So to compensate for his lack of words, he would take you in his arms for a soft and warm embrace.
"Are you happy Dain?" His face buried in your hair, he kissed your head as he tightened his arms around you. You could feel him shaking against you. "More than you can imagine...". You stayed in each other's arms for a long time, calming his body with gentle caresses.
He loved you, you were so precious to him. He was going to create a family with you.
Dainsleif would prioritize your pregnancy over his mission. Skilled with his hands, he would build a house on the shores of Liyue, leaving you to rest at the Wangshu Inn while his work took shape. He wants this house to be a place of serenity and rest for you both. He would not forgive himself if your pregnancy went wrong...
If you are hungry or have a sudden craving for some food, Dainsleif will do his best to prepare it for you. He loves to see your expressions of pleasure when you eat his homemade food.
Just imagine him cooking, with an apron around his hips and his sleeves rolled up... He's already the perfect husband and father.
When you're lying on the couch or bed, Dain will come and sit beside you. His hands will caress your belly with tenderness, while a thin smile lights up his face. Invite him to rest his head on your belly so he can feel his child better, a sigh of pure happiness will escape him the moment his cheek touches your skin. He can't help but place a kiss on your belly.
Dain will be very protective without being invasive throughout your pregnancy. He won't treat you like you're made of sugar, but he will take care of you with more rigor than before.
As soon as your belly takes shape, he will start talking to his baby with tenderness. Dain will even hum a few forgotten Khaenri'ah tunes, lulling you too in the process. He loves to tell stories of the past to his child, his voice is so soft when he does so.
It is when he speaks to his child that he will feel for the first time the movements of his child against your belly. A soft smile stretched his lips as he pulled his face away from your belly. "Is daddy tiring you?" You laughed at his remark, reassuring him immediately after. How could he think he was tiring his child when his voice was so soft and soothing? You were convinced that, on the contrary, your child loved to listen to him...
Following your companion's example, you will sing a few lullabies to your child. You usually did it when Dainsleif was away for a few hours, while he was doing his research... The first time he heard you sing, you were sitting by the window on the rocking chair he had made for you. You were looking out at the sea, one hand massaging your belly as your voice rocked the place. At that moment, time seemed to stand still. You were so beautiful, he thought for a moment that his life was just a dream, and that he would wake up alone again... Until you turned to him with a smile on your face, "Daddy's home, baby."
Dain would build his child's room from scratch. He would build the furniture, paint the walls a neutral color, the color of your choice. He would decorate it with Liyue flowers and shells. When the room was almost finished, he would finally paint the star-shaped symbol of his homeland over his child's crib.
Dainsleif will be a gentle and loving father. He will protect his family from this sometimes cruel world of uncertain fate.
Bonus NSFW:
Dainsleif was cooking your lunch when you interrupted him by taking his utensils from his hands. Your eyes glowed with desire as you stared at him intently as you pulled him against you, bringing his face close to yours to kiss him. Your arms wrapped around his neck as your hands grabbed his hair. At first surprised by the suddenness of your actions, Dainsleif quickly lost himself in his own desires, lifting you off the floor to sit on the kitchen table. Your legs wrapped around his hips to bring him closer to you.
Dainsleif knew that your pregnancy could give you sudden urges, sex included. He didn't mind, on the contrary, he was in need himself. He would quickly undress you both, his fingers coming to meet your womanhood the instant he had access to it. As he fingered you, his lips would link with yours in a passionate kiss. Your moans would make him harder and harder, and before you knew it, his fingers would leave you to be quickly replaced by his taut sex.
He would be very gentle with you, preferring to play it safe rather than let his desires win. Your knees were held by his arms as you lay halfway down on the table, welcoming his hip thrusts with sensual moans.
You were so excited that Dain had had no real effort to make you cum the first time. He'll continue the swaying of his hips, picking up the pace a little more to get to you. He'll finally release your legs to lean in and link your lips in a languid kiss. A second orgasm will seize you, taking him with you in orgasm.
You were so desirable. He could never get enough of you...
You won't even have time to finish your sentence before he lifts you into his arms, a dazzling smile on his lips as he twirls you in his arms in the middle of the street.
"Daddy! I'm going to be a daddy!" How could he express the happiness he felt? It was impossible. The two of you had been trying for weeks to have a child. Now that you were pregnant, the joy burned inside him with violence. When he stopped spinning you in his arms, he hugged you gently. Tears stung his eyes. "Thank you... Thank you my love." He would continue to thank you for this blessed gift until you couldn't stand it anymore.
Thomas will be very thoughtful with you. Every gesture, every word will be nothing but love and tenderness. He doesn't want you to do the housework, he knows it can be exhausting, so he'll do everything to give you peace of mind.
Like Kaeya, Thomas dreams of having a little girl. He thinks girls are so cute and they are so close to their father... He would definitely be a very protective father to his child.
He already has a name in mind, recalling the beauty and sweetness of cherry blossoms.
Since you are pregnant, he has never seen you eat so much. You are always complaining about getting fatter. Thomas reassures you that weight gain is normal during pregnancy and that even with a few extra pounds, he still thinks you're beautiful.
As your belly takes shape, he can't help but touch your belly every chance he gets. It doesn't matter if you are in the privacy of your home or the streets of Inazuma, feeling your round belly against his hands soothes him.
The first time he felt his baby bump against your belly made him speechless with emotion. Only a few tears flowed from his eyes as his face pressed against you. He will stay in this position until he doesn't feel anything... "I think my little princess fell asleep..."
Pregnancy made you terribly sick during the first weeks. Vomiting, headaches, chest pain... Luckily for you, Thomas was by your side, trying to soothe your pain with massages and some treatments. He will read several books on pregnancy to better understand your suffering.
If you ask Thomas to take a course in childcare, he will accept 100%! You'll find out during his classes that he's particularly good with babies.
He will also want to participate in childbirth preparation sessions together. It's a scary time for him and for you. He wants to be with you that day and know what to do to help you deliver your baby.
Pregnancy makes you tired, and it's not unusual for you to fall asleep in the middle of the afternoon. When he sees you with your eyelids closed and hears your calm, slow breathing, he can't help but come over and cuddle with you. His hand will gently caress your belly and his lips will lovingly kiss your face.
Thomas can't resist squatting in front of you to talk to your belly. Telling a story, greeting your child and talking to your baby like any doting dad would.
By the end of the sixth month, when your belly is well rounded, he will admire you for a long time every morning. He thinks you're so beautiful...
An exceptional father. He's loving, warm and completely addicted to his child. The kind who tells his friends about him every day.
NSFW Bonus
Thomas has always found you terribly attractive. But since your pregnancy, his desire for you had gone up a notch. He wasn't sure if this effect you had on him was due to your hormones or just the knowledge that you were carrying his child. One thing was for sure, he would never be able to keep his hands off you...
The first time you lured him into your room with a languid step, his cheeks were red with embarrassment. Your eagerness to undress him took him pleasantly by surprise, he clearly wasn't used to you taking charge. Any hesitation that still held him back disappeared instantly when your warm hands landed on his bare chest.
Foreplay is his specialty. He has no trouble making you come with his fingers or tongue. He'll take the time to explore your body with his hands, lingering on your belly before attending to your femininity. While his fingers tended to the source of your pleasure, his lips lovingly kissed your belly. The thought that his child was comfortably housed inside you twisted his stomach with happiness.
Half lying on your stomach, your buttocks raised by your lover's firm hands, you could feel the hardness of his member slowly penetrating you. Thomas didn't know how to suppress his moans, you could hear him gasp and grunt with each sway of his loins. As his hips rocked against yours, one of his hands came to rest on your belly while the other gripped your hip. His cheeks were red as he felt his sex rubbing gently against his hand, causing a slight bulge on your belly. He wouldn't go hard, for fear of hurting his child, each thrust of his hips was deliberately slow and sensual, taking you both, little by little, to your end.
He would try every possible position until he satisfied you both. You were, one like the other, insatiable, greedy for each other, proclaiming with cries your common love.
24 to 25, just stay with me
✧ genre: albedo, diluc, childe, kaeya, kazuha thoma, venti, xiao, and zhongli x gn! reader fluff
✧ warnings: tooth rotting fluff none
✧ summary: how they spend christmas eve with you.
✧ note: listen to 24 to 25 by stray kids you will not regret it one bit thanks JSJXKSKD but yea, please enjoy this as a little christmas gift i guess? i couldn't plan anything so yea, here are special hcs of everyone i kinda know how to write for LMAO. THIS IS VERY LONG and not beta read at all but anyways, i hope yall have an amazing christmas, pls enjoy this!! <33
ALBEDO
christmas eve with albedo consists of helping klee prepare cookies, milk, and a christmas wishlist for santa.
you'd spend the day baking cookies in the kitchen with the assistance of klee.
albedo is surprisingly a great baker, following the chocolate chip cookie recipe exactly and producing one of the best cookies you've ever tasted.
gives you a gentle smile when he sees both you and klee thoroughly enjoying the cookies he made.
his heart warms and he pecks your lips softly, thanking you with the same gentle smile when you tell him how good the cookies are.
when day turns to late night and klee is fast asleep, you both start to eat the cookies she left for santa claus on the table.
albedo holds the cookie up to your lips for you to bite, then he bites the cookie himself.
casual conversations ensue until the plate of cookies are finished, the glass of milk empty, and the clock's hands show that it's well past midnight.
would definitely cuddle with you as you two get ready for sleep, arms wrapping around your figure and pulling you closer to him to keep warm.
places a gentle forehead kiss before muttering a, "good night, darling, and merry christmas", voice soft and laced with utter adoration as he joins you in a peaceful slumber.
DILUC
diluc still has a bit of work at the tavern during christmas eve, but he makes sure to end extra early to come and spend time with you.
while diluc works for a bit in the morning, you go around mondstatd distributing gifts to your friends.
during lunch, he's definitely taking you out to eat somewhere special, fondly chatting with you as you eat and watch as other people enjoy their christmas eve.
you both have had a pretty long and wonderful day so when the night finally comes and diluc arrives home, you cozy up by the fireplace.
after you're all freshened up, diluc sits on one of the bigger chairs near the fireplace, inviting you, albeit a bit shyly, to sit on his lap so he could hold you.
you both fight off the chilly winter air with the warmth from the fireplace and from your own bodies.
luckily, the chair is big enough to allow you to curl and fit snugly into his protective and welcoming embrace.
whether you decide to start a conversation or stay quiet, diluc wouldn't mind. as long as he had you safe and comfy in his arms, that was all that mattered to him.
he'd cradle your head tenderly to his chest, his chin atop your head ad you both let time pass by.
it's when you're fast asleep when diluc carries you carefully to the bedroom and lays you on the bed, your smaller figure still enveloped in his arms as he mutters a small "merry christmas, my love.".
CHILDE
he's a family man so you'll definitely be spending christmas eve with him and his family.
childe spends the day of christmas eve watching as you play and spend time with his younger and older siblings.
there's an indescribable warmth that spreads through his chest when he hears or sees his siblings giggling loudly as you play with them and tell them stories.
he'd join both you and his siblings when you venture outside. he makes sure you're properly warmed up, hand around your waist pulling you close to him at all times.
aside from making sure you're warm, he also makes sure you're having fun, pelting snowballs at you when his siblings initiate snowball fights and such.
after a cold day outside, you all settle down with a chritmas cartoon movie marathon.
tonia and teucer have decided to take purchase on your lap, blankets wrapped snuggly around them. you, on the other hand, take shelter on childe's vacant shoulder.
childe's cheek rests on the top of your head and one of his arms wrap around you, tracing patterns onto your shoulder while his free arms ocasionally pets tonia and teucer's heads.
he isn't even that focused on the movie so he can immediately tell when you've joined his siblings in a peaceful sleep.
he'd wrap a separate blanekt around the two of you and plant a lingering kiss to the top of your head, whispering "rest well, baby. merry christmas," into your hair.
KAEYA
kaeya's a social butterfly so he often get's invited to some christmas eve parties in mondstatd.
whichever party or gathering he decides to attend, you are for sure coming with him.
when you show him you're outfit, he's automatically moving in to peck your lips saying, "beautiful as always, sweetheart."
if you're outfit isn't as warm as you expected it to be, kaeya drapes his dress jacket over your shoulders.
links your arms together and walks around the festive streets of mondstatd, the christmas joy effectively spreading all around.
of coruse, you get home from a day of socializing and walking around the snowy streets of mondtstad, and all kaeya wants to do is unwind.
the type to have a little romantic candle lit dinner in your shared home, christmas music playing softly in the background with some wine or your drink of choice.
your home is filled with chatter and hearty laughter as the night continues to pass, time ticking quickly as you continue to stay up.
you're quite surprised when the clock striked 12 midnight, kaeya taking one last sip from his glass before taking you hand from atop the wooden table and bringing it to his soft lips. "well would you look at that, how time passes, hm? merry christmas, angel."
KAZUHA
after the vision hunt decree had calmed down and kazuha was no longer a wanted individual, you spend your christmas eve day was spent taking a calming stroll around the outskirts of inazuma.
as a traveler and adventurer, he loves exploring new areas and lands.
the wheather was perfect for a little stroll as well, the air cool and calming as the clouds slightly cover the clouds overhead.
he'd take his time catching up missed time with you, hand intertwined gently in yours while you aimlessly walk through the terrains of the land.
he knows you might get tired walking around all day though, so he'd bring you back to your temporary shared home a bit early.
once night falls, kazuha's already cradling you in his arms as you lay in bed.
one of his hands is in your hair, gently running his hands through strands and massaging your scalp.
another hand is protectively placed on your hip, and his lips are permanently on the top of your head.
he hums and sings little songs as the remaining hours of christmas eve pass. sometimes he'll quietly sing little christmas songs onto the crown of your head, and other times he's hum a random tune he picked up from somewhere.
either way, kazuha's calming and quiet voice brings you to sleep, and you are no longer awake to feel him peck your lips softly and say, "goodnight, love. and merry christmas."
THOMA
thoma's a pretty busy man, especially during christmas season when everything is bustling and a mass of people request for his help.
given how busy he is, he barely has any time to wrap or sometimes even buy presents for those he cherishes.
so your christmas eve is spent doing extremely last minute shopping and gift wrapping.
in the day, you go to whatever stalls and kiosks are open to see what you can get for your friends and family.
thoma and you would walk around the streets of inazums, hands held and rushing playfully around in search of perfect gifts.
when you get back from the shopping, you relax for a while, taking your time to eat and of course, as initiated by thoma, cuddle.
as night falls over the land of eternity, thoma cooks something up for the two of you before sheepishly asking him to pack and wrap some gifts.
it starts off fine, but after some hours pass, you two are a giggling, happy mess. there are ribbons in both of your hairs from messing around, the gift wrapping paper and shredded confetti scattered all around you.
none of you seem to care about the clean up, simply enjoying the playfullness and the euphoric feelinf that surrounds the air.
by the time you're done packing, it is well past midnight. so thoma places a loving kiss to your temple and says, "why don't you head to bed already, love? i'll clean this up and we can both get some rest before celebrating christmas tomorrow, alright?"
VENTI
even though he knows santa claus doesn't exist, he still wants to try baking cookies for him just for a little fun.
so the day of christmas eve with venti is spent looking for sugar cookie recipes and buying ingredients.
he is of little help when looking for the ingredients, being easily distracted and side tracked by multiple things.
but with the apologetic smile and kisses he gives you, coupled with the spirit of christmas in the air, it was hard to even begin to be mad at him.
on your way back to your shared home after buying the ingredients, you laugh and talk about the cookie characters you'd like to make.
that night is spent attempting to bake in the kitchen.
venti, in a childlike manner, dips his finger into the cookie batter, smears some flour onto your face, and giggles as you plaufully scold him.
once the cookies are done, you get to decorating your cookies, piping designs and adding various toppings onto your treats.
at the end of the day, your both cleaning up the kitchen and enjoying your home made cookies, venti ocasionally chuckling and wiping the side of your mouth whenever there were crumbs on it.
when you finally yawn, worn out from the activities of the day, venti kisses your cheek affectionately. "ah, today was an eventful day wasn't it, dove? why don't we get some rest so we still have some energy for christmas, yeah?"
XIAO
as an adepti, he isn't really used to celebrating christmas and knows little about the traditions and activities to do during this season.
you spend the morning of christmas eve strolling around wangshuu inn and liyue with xiao, telling him about all the usual christmas traditions.
when you tell him about gift giving and how you have a gift for him, he is in slight panic because he doesn't have anything prepared for you.
"why didn't you tell me sooner?" comes his snappy remark. his voice is sharp and somewhat irritated but you simply laugh.
"it's fine xiao, i just wanted to give you a little something.". yeah, no, he's definitely getting you a gift.
as you distribute your gifts to friends around the area, xiao is searching everywhere to find you a decent gift.
as night falls, after a normal evening meal with xiao, you give him his gift.
he honestly doesn't mind whatever you decide to give him because as long as it came from you, he was content and happy enough. he accepts your gift with warm cheeks and a "straight face", clearing his throat to try and get rid of the embarrassing blush that paints his cheeks.
just when you're about to call it a night, xiao pulls out a packaged gift for you. it was obvious that the packaging wasn't as festive and decorative, his efforts were there so it was meaningful either way.
"in return for your wonderful... christmas gift, i got you this. take it and... merry christmas (y/n)."
ZHONGLI
he's watched over liyue for a considerable amount of time, so he has a general idea of how christmas is celebrated for some locals.
you spend the morning and afternoon of christmas eve taking a calming stroll along the somewhat festive streets of liyue.
he towers beside you, your arm linked in yours as you watch a few families greet each other and exchange gifts.
he takes you to some stalls, and although you know he doesn't have much to spend, he still asks if you want anything.
your heart warms when he asks you "do you want anything, dearest? perhaps i could get you a little something, no?" with a small smile on his face.
after a day of strolling, zhongli and you two return home to simply relax.
he prepares some hot chocolate instead of tea for a change, stating that, "i know this drink is quite fitting for this seasonal time. i thought we might try this instead of our usual tea for a nice change."
you can't help but giggle in amusement as you see small marshmallows formed in a shape of what seemed like a smile in your mug. zhongli's efforts were definitely there.
so you spend your evening peacefully sipping hot chocalte with zhongli.
casual conversations are exhanged as the cold winter wind sweeps through the partially opened windows. you chat and relish in each other's presence until the warm drink lulls you to a dreamless rest on a beautiful christmas eve.
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