Can’t Stop Thinking About Scara Who Wakes Up From His Slumber Much Much Later Than He Did In Canon.

characters who fit this ; kazuha, albedo, XIAO, zhongli, tighnari, THOMA

dom reader ; g/n reader ; masterlist ; requests thirsts and asks are open!!

cw ; service subs ?

pretty boys who stare up at you while they suck you off or eat you out, kneeling between your legs like they worship you. just show him he’s making you feel good. his hands tremble where they lay resting on your thighs as cum from your previous orgasms drip down his chin. his lips stay parted as he takes in shaky and desperate breaths, waiting for your next instruction. he looks at you through lust ridden eyes like you are all he’ll ever need and all he’ll ever even begin to want. he doesn’t even try to get off or touch himself even though his cock is red and sore and dripping precum onto his thighs. he wouldn’t dare ask. all he needs is to see you in pleasure. so he keeps eye contact with you, promising you with each flutter of his eyelashes that he’s devoted to you and only you. he always will be. all you need to do is tell him he’s yours.

Sorry thinking abt gorou again…

cw: fem reader, needy!gorou, creampie, not proofread

How needy he is :( how he can’t help but whine and whimper that he wants you. He’s been away for too long, away and busy with his troops. Big bad general gorou, who usually is top of the line and baring his fangs - is flattening his soft caramel-colored ears and mewling that needs you.

“Please, please just the tip at least. Need it s’bad, it hurts.” He even manages to pool dewy crocodile tears along his eyes to make you feel bad. Nosing your neck and licking sloppy lines up your jaw, nipping your skin till you relent.

Hearing how he practically barks in excitement, “thank you, thank you- I’ll make you feel so good,” he groans, flipping you on your tummy and ripping off your panties. Fingers spreading your slick folds and drooling over the curve of your ass like you’re fucking dessert.

Pushes his cock into you till he’s flushed against your smooth backside. Shuddering and panting as he mounts you. He sighs happily when he finally starts to push in, your legs spreading and cunt quivering while he stretches you. Ignores your shaky whines that he’s too big, that he’s stretching you out and making you full. “You feel so good, s’like heaven.” He flashes his teeth as ruts his hips against your ass. Balls smacking your clit and making you yelp around him.

Fluffy tail brushing against your calve as he greedily fucks your sloppy pussy. Pulling up your hips up to meet his cock so he can hump your cunt. Hands pushing you into an arch, thumbs digging into your skin. Gorou loves how you feel around him, silken walls pulping around his cock and squeezing his tip when he pushes too far. Drool leaks from his chin and drips over your back.

A creamy white halo formed over his length and making sick kissing sounds each time he slams home, can only focus on pounding you into the sheets. He doesn’t even realize how big he is, how he’s brushing against your cervix and rearranging your guts. “G-gonna, gonna fill you up, make you feel me,” he babbles and you clamp around him.

So entranced with your squelching cunt and the way you moan his name. He’s so pent up from months of being away he can’t help but pound into you, small growls leaving his throat and he leans over to bite your shoulder. Your slick smearing against his hips as he pumps you full of his cum, hips not even stuttering or finishing. In fact, he starts right back up again.

Gorou is just so needy be can’t help but be rough with you <3

𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐬𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐨𝐧 || 𝐭𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐧𝐚𝐫𝐢

𝐬𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: when you get injured tighnari has no one to help him when he’s in heat, at first

𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠: tighnari x gn!reader

𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐫𝐞: smut (minors + ageless blogs dni!! you’ll be blocked)

𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: mentions of being in heat/mating, masturbation, sex outdoors, handjob, oral (m!receiving), throat fucking, implied unprotected sex

𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭: 0.9k+

𝐓𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐍𝐀𝐑𝐈 𝐓𝐎𝐎𝐊 𝐂𝐀𝐑𝐄 𝐎𝐅 𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐘𝐎𝐍𝐄. sometimes at the expense of himself. you sometimes scolded the forest watcher for this habit but it was rare that he listened to you. this included the time you got injured while dealing with a withering zone.

luckily at the time other rangers had been with you so they were able to take you back so tighnari could tend to you. the other good news was that your wounds weren’t very serious. they would be healed with proper care but still, you were too hurt at the time to realize what time of year it was.

it just so happened that you had gotten sick around mating season. meaning that tighnari was in intense heat. normally at this time you’d give him some relief and take care of him but there was no way tighnari could ask you for help in the state you were in. so he suffered quietly.

sometimes he would be so pent up to the point where it was painful for him. naturally tighnari didn’t want you to worry so he’d finish giving you your medicine then snuck out while you were resting. with you sleeping in his bunk tighnari couldn’t satisfy himself there so he retreated to the woods.

going to a secret spot by a waterfall that only you and himself knew about, tighnari would pull out his aching cock. the only sound in the area would be water running, birds chirping, and tighnari’s breathy moans as he stroked his length. eventually he’d finish in his hand. unfortunately his balls would feel just as heavy as before. frustrated tighnari would have no choice but to clean himself in the river before returning back to you.

this routine continued until you finally got better. maybe it was because he was still concerned for you or perhaps he was embarrassed. whatever reason, tighnari hasn’t reminded you of his mating cycle. you had to find out by yourself after you followed tighnari out into the forest.

with your energy back you wanted to go for a walk with the forest watcher but he was nowhere to be found. when collei informed you that tighnari had gotten out you knew exactly where to go next. the place he always went to clear his head. it’s a good thing you went to find him too.

when you find him tighnari is struggling to cum. he doesn’t hear you approaching as he spits on his hand. his palm was starting to become too familiar. it wasn’t enough to relieve the tension anymore. poor tighnari needed more. thankfully for him you were there the oblige.

the moment you catch him you remember. initially you’re filled with guilt. the whole time he was caring for you tighnari was dealing with this on his own. the next emotion the overcomes you is annoyance with him.

startling him by appearing behind him, tighnari gasps when your hand replaces his and wraps around his girth. “you’re so stubborn” you whisper in his ear, making tighnari’s ears twitch. “you should have told me about this”.

his voice goes up an octave as tighnari responds. “you’re still recovering. i-i couldn’t trouble you” he stutters as you start flicking your wrists. fuck, your hand feels significantly better than his own. “i-i’m alright”.

“no you’re not” you retort, using your other hand to cup his balls. you’re taken aback by how much they weigh. “it hurts doesn’t it? you can be honest”.

tighnari hesitates but there’s really no denying it. his neediness overcomes his stubbornness in the end. eventually he’s nodding frantically in reply. “yes, please. h-help me through this heat. i’ll do anything”.

“you don’t have to repay me” you reassure. suddenly you let go of his cock, earning a whine from tighnari. promising that you’re not done with his, you move him to a nearby tree so he can lean against it. “you took care of me, let me take care of you” you hum, dropping to your knees.

the next thing tighnari knows you’re kissing his tip. you give his cute pink head a few kitten licks before your lips fully wrap around his cock. a hiss echoes from his mouth immediately. it’s drowned out by the waterfall to the rest of the jungle but you still hear it loud and clear. it makes you take him deep down your throat until you’re nearly choking.

your gagging rings in his pointy ears, making tighnari feel like he’s going even more wild. he holds back the feral side of him for as long as he can, letting you bob your head along his dick, but soon enough the animalistic urges take over. his mind becomes set on nothing but cumming. when his hips start to buck into your mouth there’s no stopping him.

you let him use your throat as if it’s his own personal fuck hole. how could you deny him when the moans he’s letting out are so beautifully pornographic? even with your eyes glossed over with tears you can still make out tighnari’s blushing face as he chases his orgasm.

his end approaches faster than either of you could have predicted. it’s a relief to your abused throat when his buts his load. you gulp it down like you’re dying of thirst, moaning at his salty taste. when tighnari pulls out of your mouth his breathing is erratic as he tries to collect himself.

“i-it still hurts” he confessed after a few minutes passed by. you’re not offended. it honestly doesn’t surprise you when he’s had no outlet for his uncontrollable desires. “want to take you back home” tighnari adds, fucking himself back into his pants before scooping you up. “need to fuck you properly. 𝐌𝐀𝐘𝐁𝐄 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐍 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐓 𝐖𝐈𝐋𝐋 𝐒𝐔𝐁𝐒𝐈𝐃𝐄”.

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・✶ ｡ﾟtighnari doesn’t think anything will come close to how you feel against him, but he’ll still try.

♱ warnings — female genitals mentioned but not present, pillow humping, very needy tighnari ꒰ fank yew rekha @21-06-1996 for making me think about this even more ily n ur brain !! ꒱

he’d grown used to having you around him so often, accustomed to your company and the feeling of your skin against his whenever he seeked. so why did it have to be you who was chosen to go pick mushrooms today, and why did you have to look so pretty as you left him with a kiss, one that left him wanting, yearning for more before he’s stalking to your room with a tight pout and clenched fists.

“gah—it’s, its s-so good.” tighnari whines from where he’s got your pillow pressing tight against him, his cock throbbing against the fabric with every desperate rut of his hips and he should be embarrassed with how needy he sounds, looks right now.

but then his tail shudders, ears twitching with the next languid grind against your pillow and as quickly as that thought comes, it’s gone when he bites down on his bottom lip — eyes fluttering closed in bliss because it even smells just like you.

“c-can’t—ughhhh..can’t stop.” tighnari’s voice cracks and he feels his cheeks burn even brighter when he hears the whispery, whimpery sound of his own words before his fingers are twisting in the fabric underneath him and he’s humping even faster. he feels mindless, in both brain and body and his skin feels too warm underneath the remaining fabric of his clothes before he’s burying himself deeper into your pillow.

he wonders what you’d say if you caught him like this, so weak and needy and he also wonders, hopes that maybe you’d help him out — let him take what he truly wants, and if he thinks hard enough he can imagine the soft fabric to be the saccharine squeeze of your tight walls around his cock.. no, you felt better.

tighnari nuzzles deeper into the fabric with the next twitch of his cock, it’s damp from where he’s been rutting into it — slick with pre-cum but it only makes his movements easier, faster and he doesn’t even realise the way he’s flushed to his chest and drooling along the other side, but his mind is too hazy with bliss and thoughts of your pussy around him to care as his tail swishes rapidly behind him.

“hnnn—it feels too good. ‘m gonna, i—“ he gasps, it’s sharp and breaks off into a whimper as the mattress squeaks under his needy humps, and he really is like a fucking animal right now, whining your name as he inhales your scent and wishes it was you taking the spread of his cock as his cheeks burn brighter.

“p-please..i’m—ah.” tighnari whimpers and gasps, inhaling sharp before he’s cutting himself off when his teeth sink into the plush pillow beneath him, and his cock throbs with the first too much shudder of pleasure as he cums — his hips stuttering before he’s soaking the fabric beneath him.

but his pace is still unrelenting despite the waves of bliss that course through him, primitive instincts making warmth burst along his thighs and shoulders with every thrust as he whines, long and needy around the pillow before he’s burying half-hormone drunken babbles into the plush mound and his eyes roll back.

tighnari only stops when he’s twitching and whimpering from overstimulation, his thick load smeared along his thighs and abdomen and his lungs feel like they tremble on each of his soft pants as he tries to catch his breath. his eyes are heavy and his bangs stick prettily along the thin sheen of sweat on his forehead and cheeks while his ears twitch, tail shuddering from the remnant of his tingling pleasure that still twist in his abdomen.

but then he blinks slowly and when he realises the mess he’s made along your pillow, a huff sounds from his swollen lips before he’s burying his pretty, cherry flush behind his palms and grumbling under his breath, his mind flickering back to you — like it ever left.

“ugh… i hope you remember the distinguishing differences between edible and poisonous mushrooms this time.”

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𝗪𝗘𝗔𝗥𝗜𝗡𝗚 𝗔 𝗠𝗔𝗜𝗗 𝗢𝗨𝗧𝗙𝗜𝗧 !

˖˚˳⊹ wearing a maid outfit for them feat. ayato : xiao : albedo : scaramouche : cyno : childe x fem! reader

˖˚˳⊹ warnings: nsfw

˖˚˳⊹ 𝗔𝗬𝗔𝗧𝗢

"oh," his voice was deep, would lie if he says he wasn't totally surprised but archons, what a tease you were right now in those clothes of yours, "darling, what honor to see you like this." his chuckle was dark, from deep inside of his throat as he reached over his hand for you to take it. You made yourself comfortable on his lap, straddling him as you didn't waste anymore time, slowly circling your hips teasingly over his growing erection. His had lolled back in his leather chair as he scrunched his eyes shut for a moment. Your hands grabbed onto his soft hair, massaging his scalp without ever losing on pace, still grinding against his leaking cock.

It seemed like he was tired from work, lazily dragging your clothed folds over his growing bulge as he admired the beauty in front of him from underneath his brows. "You're my maid now, hmm?" he just hummed his question, half lidded eyes pointing at your features. "so." slowly hooking your white lace panties to the side so your pussy was bare on top of his hidden cock now, "You're supposed to do everything I say." he finished the sentence off with a wink, grabbing onto the soft flesh of your thighs to push you onto his cock harder and fuck, you just wanted to cum right here and there, —twisting and turning—, movements never faltering. <3

˖˚˳⊹ 𝗫𝗜𝗔𝗢

You had your back to him when he opened the door to your knocking, but once turning quickly around to face your beautiful boyfriend, you saw his broad, surprised face, his cheeks blushed as he realized just what you were wearing right now. "I'm your maid tonight, baby." your voice was more cheeky than anything else, —almost baby like—, you knew he liked it that way. He only got more nervous the further he looked at your body, almost breaking the door frame he was holding on to right now. "a maid?" his question sounded over the top serious, as if he was trying his hardest to not let his guard down at all times.

"Yes." you paused before placing your pointer finger on his lips, "you can do whatever you want to me, tonight." slowly prancing it over his —lips, chest and stomach— until it hit his clothed bulge that was already throbbing against your touch. His adams apple bobbing harshly against his throat as xiao encircled your body with his arms, drawing you closer, letting you taste his hungry lips and archons, he can't remember the last time when he was this horny for you. Already ripping off all the unneeded fabric of your body to see your now exposed perky nipples wait for his touch. He didn't actually wait though and put the mounds of flesh in his mouth right away to suckle harshly on it while the other one was being pinched in between his thumb and pointer finger. You're in for a wild ride. <3

˖˚˳⊹ 𝗔𝗟𝗕𝗘𝗗𝗢

he was honestly too stunned to speak at first, lowkey thought he missed an important event in mondstadt or something. Once you reassured him though, that it wasn‘t in fact an event, but a little something for him, he quickly let go of his tense expression. He‘s been always so good to you :( always making you feel good so it‘s only natural for you to give him a day of pleasure. "You can touch me, you know" you‘re grinning, so fucking proud of making him so unbelievably flustered right now, standing tall in front of him while albedo was still settled on his chair.

His hands slowly reached out for your hips to grab onto your soft flesh, feeling how good you felt underneath his skin made him throb against his pants, "push your dress up." he‘s cold with that certain command, taking it seriously now as he carefully hooked his fingers up the waistband of your white panties, dragging them down and exposing your soft folds to the cold room. He was quick with it, really. Pushing his head hard against your pussy to taste the already leaking juices while simultaniously grabbing onto your leg to slightly pull it up for good measure. You were only able to hold onto his scalp for additional support, unable to comprehend anything anymore as he ate you out like it was his last meal, slowly moving his pointer finger to your entrance to prod a digit in since he knows he had to prepare you before diving his fat cock into your needy pussy.

˖˚˳⊹ 𝗦𝗖𝗔𝗥𝗔𝗠𝗢𝗨𝗖𝗛𝗘

you were currently kneeling in between his thighs, lazily suckling on his cock with a maid outfit that was already half ripped. By the looks of it you can clearly see that scaramouche was more than delighted to see you like this, so fucking obedient and ready to be devoured by his aura. "Fuck." his breathing was heavy, —but his tone was dark—, barely a whisper if anything, he doesn‘t want to show you just how off guard you caught him today, with that little stunt of yours. Just how dare you look all pretty in that maid dress, so confident with your breasts perking up nicely from the small corset, like a dream come true, really.

"don‘t you dare stop." he‘s whimpering now when you picked up on pace, remotely letting his tip hit the back of your throat, over and over again and archons, throat fucking you was his absolute favorite. The way you were trying to suck him in was almost to die for, groaning out against gritted teeth as he looked down on you. Your chin messily stained with both your saliva and his cum, a fucking sinful masterpiece in his eyes. His hands found refuge in your hair and pulled back a few of your strands so he could clearly see your fucked out face. You knew he was about to spill his seed into you once he was rutting his cock inside of your mouth, meeting your pace halfway and once he filled your throat with warm white ribbons, he —as always— expects you to swallow all of it like a good little maid would. <3

˖˚˳⊹ 𝗖𝗬𝗡𝗢

He's a flustered mess, tries his hardest to hide it but fails regardless. Was just tinkering in his lab a moment ago when you decided too grace him with your appearance, head to toe with an adorable maid outfit. He gulped out harshly against his throat, licking his lips in nervousness before he advanced towards your waiting figure. "You." he stopped mid sentence once he reached you, lips mere inches away from one another, "you're beautiful." he caught his breath in his throat, feeling how your fingers lazily stroked over his stoned stomach.

It didn't take cyno long to actually close the distance between your faces and kiss you passionately, at first it was more teeth and tongue than anything though, far too gone in your beauty had him already seeing stars. His hands quickly finding refuge on your behind as he felt up the tiny lace that decorated your body in the utmost erotic way, he's so fucking lucky to have you. His fingertips prancing over your pussy, —that eagerly awaited him already—, as he prodded the first digit against your hole, teasing you for what's more to come later. He didn‘t want to overdo it but once he felt you basically rut against his pointer finger, he immediately went in knuckles deep, grazing in with his nails before finding that sweet spot of yours. <3

˖˚˳⊹ 𝗖𝗛𝗜𝗟𝗗𝗘

after a long work day, ajax thought he‘d come home to your cute figure sleeping soundly on your shared bed but once he actually saw you waiting for him, —dressed like a maid—, he could already feel his cock twitch deep inside his pants. Balls getting heavy by the mere thought of filling you up with his seed tonight, can‘t wait to be honest. He‘s licking his lips before narrowing an eyebrow at you, "what do we have here?" His question was almost cute, really, as you slowly guided him on top of you so he‘d hover over your body. Creaking noises of the bed —because of his added weight— were falling against deaf ears once you spread your legs further apart for him. He was licking his lips as if he was preparing himself for a meal, which he kind of was if we‘re being honest.

You could feel him smirk against your body once he placed wet kisses all over your stomach, pushing up the dress so he‘d see your soaked lace panties that were desperately waiting to be ripped apart by him, which he then, —of course did—. Carefully lowering his head to place a messy kiss on your throbbing folds, licking all the way up your clit to slowly circle his tongue over your bundle of nerves. He won‘t stop there though, ajax really wanted to taste you tonight, moving down to your hole to desperately suckle up everything you gave him so far. "My cute little maid, only spreading your legs for me, right?" he grinned at you while sliding his first digit in, going back to grinding his tongue against your clit. <3

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Invertito La Giustizia

Pairing — yandere capitano x gn reader

Summary — you've never been disloyal to the tsaritsa — you have never stepped out of line, caused trouble, or tarnished her ideals, because you know better than anyone else that the one time you do will be the last.

Warnings — general yandere warnings, mild violence, vague mentions of captivity

Word Count — 1.7k

Author’s Comments — (capitano lovers come get your food!) who's a fatui fucker? yep that's right it's me. please hyv let him use the electro skirmisher model…

Within Zapolyarny Palace, there are many secret passageways. Some lead outside towards the night market, while others lead deeper into the ice, evermore closer to celestial blasphemy. Each corridor looks the same — tall icy walls, with the occasional hanging lamp for light — and if you’re not careful, you’ll end up walking in circles for hours on end. These uniform halls serve a dual purpose as a maze for those led astray (often with negative intentions), and as a trap for foolish trespassers. Which is why Her Royal Highness had all the written records of this frozen labyrinth destroyed long ago. 

“These stupidly complex passageways are going to be the death of me I swear…”, letting out a deep sigh, you press your back against one of the frozen walls, and slowly sink to the floor. Being a low-ranking member of the Fatui had its perks — a tidy place to stay with regular warm meals and hundreds of people to socialize with is hard to pass up as an orphan. Yet in all of your years here, the only friend you have is Alyona. 

Alyona, the absentee.

The chilly wind has your teeth clattering against each other, and you click your tongue in irritation. Anger fuels the strength in your legs, and you quickly stand, ready to move at a moment’s notice. You take two steps forwards before your left knee buckles under you, leaving you kneeling at the foot of a lamp. The candle’s flame sways languidly, almost as if it’s laughing at your predicament.

“I swear once I find her…!” , your gloved hands bundle into fists, stretching the thick leather till it cracks, yet you’re far too ticked off to care. Just the idea of wandering around these identical pathways for another two hours, looking for Alyona in a frozen maze, makes your blood boil with rage. Why do you have to be the one to find her again? She’s always ‘missing’ from her squadron anyway, so why do they care where she is now? Another deep sigh drags through your lips, as giving up was never an option — your legs follow your mind’s order to ‘get up and continue searching’. 

The deep passageways begin to merge and dissipate within the blink of an eye. 

“Tsaritsa, I wish I had a map. It’s so annoying to crawl around like a mindless cockroach. There’s nothing special about this place anyway, so I don’t see why — oof!” A sudden impact cuts off your stream of complaints. Whatever hit you was far too warm to be a wall, yet before you can turn to identify the object, it latches onto you with incredible force.

“There you are [First]!” It’s Alyona, her eyes brimming with excitement as she wraps her arms around your shoulders. “I was looking all over for you, you know?”, she bats her eyes and teasingly squeezes your upper arm, hoping to get a reaction.

Even though you’re exhausted and irked beyond belief, you gladly welcome her affection with a light chuckle. “That’s my line, you troublemaker! Honestly, do you even know how…” Half-heartedly, you ‌begin to give her a piece of your mind when a calm, deep voice beats you to it. 

“What are you two doing here?” 

Immediately Alyona and you stand as straight as a board. In front of you is one of the eleven harbingers — larger-than-life figures that run the Fatui like a well-oiled machine. There’s no telling what consequences might follow should you disrespect them.

“Lord Capitano, sir!”, even though your voice is still slightly hoarse from yelling, you salute first, and Alyona messily copies your action. Like a child mimicking their parent, the results are sloppy: she holds her elbow too high (it should have been level with her shoulders) and the cleanliness of her suit leaves much to be desired. Still, she hurriedly follows your actions. The two of you hold the salute like sculptures, and as your lungs burn from holding your breath, the primal urge to flee swims through your fear-induced mind. Out of all the people you could have run into, it just had to be him; ‘The Captain’ of the Fatui. As the main military leader within the Fatui, he’s well respected for his decisiveness in the field, and strategic planning off the field. To see his imposing figure standing before you, scanning your face for any traitorous signs, sends ripples of shame down your spine.

Capitano seems unimpressed by your demonstration of a proper Fatui salute, having seen an actual one at least a few dozen times per day, and moves closer instead.

“I’ll ask again.”, this time his voice is still, and the pressure he gives out is suffocating. The air around you feels thin, making you gasp for oxygen in the enclosed space. “What are the two of you doing here?”

His tone of voice clarifies that there’s no room for lies; there’s no way to worm the two of you out of this one. Your only choice is to confess, to tell him that the two of you were…

Alyona quickly lifts her head to respond, “[First] and I were heading towards the barracks, sir!” Willingly, she places the spotlight on herself — confidence oozing out of her every pore — choosing to burden herself with a major role. Like an actress on stage, she must recite her lines perfectly, as a single mistake would reveal her little performance. 

Capitano’s eyes seem to crinkle behind the darkness of his mask, and as he shifts his weight to one side, his head slowly rocks back and forth. At this moment, he has become a judge within this court of ice. One of his arms smoothly crosses itself over his torso, his large palm wrapping around his upper arm as he silently considers the validity of her statement.

“Were you now?”, his feet twitch with every syllable, almost as if the deadliest poison laces his words. He’s undoubtedly displeased with your behavior, and you’re positive that he is silently ruminating on your demise. The palpable tension in the air coils around your neck, threatening to squeeze out what little breath you still have. Yet before the depths of terror can swallow you whole, there’s a slight tug at the hem of your jacket. Alyona’s small, shaking hand had reached out and grabbed you, reminding you of the most important fact: you’re not alone. 

Courage bubbles up from deep with you, helping you find the resolve to look directly into his eyes and respond. “Yes, we were sir!”, your words come out clear, like a cleanly cut crystal. It’s a stark contrast to Alyona with her hidden right hand — still trembling from Capitano’s piercing gaze. His intense stare scrutinizes the both of you, skeptical of your true intentions.

He won’t fall for it. He knows better than to place his trust in the words of lowly grunts.

“Then…”, he pauses, visibly disappointed with your reactions, “Why are you in the Eastern Wing of the palace when the barracks are in the South Wing, Sergeant Alyona and Sergeant [First]?”, it’s only a single sentence, yet it rips away all forms of security. 

You had lied. 

To him.

Neither of you can formulate a response that will save you from the hole you’ve dug. The best that you can do is buy time with your stammering. “That is…”, you really wished you could come up with something, anything, to placate his anger. Yet, all excuses fell short on your tongue.

“Do you have no explanation for your actions, including answering a commanding officer dishonestly?” Capitano throws out one last line — morally thinner than a strand of spider silk — for either of you to hold on to. It’s a meager attempt at fishing out the truth, yet it’s painstakingly obvious that it does not matter.

“I see… very well, then.”, his baritone voice reverberates within the confined space. Mind evidently made up as he strides into your personal space. Before either of you can react, a wide, black gloved hand snaps upwards, harshly grabbing Alyona’s upper arm.

“I will tell Pantalone to transfer Sergeant Alyona to Sandrone immediately.” Alyona’s legs lock into place, while her eyes frantically shift around, looking for a way to escape from his clutches. 

“My Lord, you couldn’t possibly mean…!”

“You have tarnished the honor of the Fatui far too many times, Alyona Chepliev.” There’s no room for arguing with him, and instead of wasting her breath on excuses, she spins on her heel to face you.

“[First]! Help me, I don’t want to go to Lady Sandrone! She’s…” Yet before she can finish her pleading, an agile chop connects with the side of her neck, and knocks her unconscious. Capitano barely spares her a glance as he throws her inanimate body over his left shoulder.

“As for you…”, he silently trails off, obviously contemplating what horrible designation he should assign to you. He could leave you with Il Dottore, where he would subject you to a myriad of gruesome experiments. Or he may throw you into the hands of Pierro, who will exploit your every weakness in the name of ‘victory’. Either way, you’re doomed.

“From now on,” your teeth grind against each other in anticipation, “You will be under my command.” Your disbelief is in bold letters across your face, as you crane your head upwards with a matching pair of full-blown eyes and a slack jaw.

Capitano takes your silence as acknowledgement of his judgment, still walking a few feet ahead of you, when he continues his verdict on your transgressions.

"I will thoroughly embed the meaning of honor, to both oneself and one’s god, into you. Once you are free from the confines of your weaknesses, then I will acknowledge you as one of mine.”

“However, know this Sergeant [First]…”, swiftly, he turns on his heel, coming face-to-face with you in a blink of an eye. The encompassing air stills for a moment, sending a biting chill through your veins. One of his clawed fingers reaches out, quietly stroking the apple of your right cheek. He’s close enough to see and feel the warmth of his breath against your skin, yet it brings no comfort to your shaking figure as he gives you one final warning.

“There will be no second chances.”

© 𝐤𝐡𝐚𝐞𝐧𝐫𝐮𝐢𝐧 — 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐬 𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐯𝐞𝐝. 𝐝𝐨 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐫𝐞𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐭, 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐠𝐢𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐳𝐞, 𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐬𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐞, 𝐨𝐫 𝐬𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐦𝐲 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐤(𝐬) 𝐨𝐧 𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐦𝐬.

Istg the way you wrote that xiao and kazuha fic? Got me a s c e n d i n g, especially the part where xiao would fuck you when kazuha wasn't around😫 I wonder how he'd react after seeing xiao fucking their partner how he pleased behind his back? 👀

I enjoyed writing this too much lolol 🥴

➸ (Xiao x fem reader x Kazuha)

Warnings: smutttt, creampie, Xiao is kinda sub, kazuha giving orders

Xiao's trying to hurry. He knows kazuha is gonna be home soon and if he finds out he went behind his back and fucked you, he probably won't be allowed to touch you for a week.

And he can't handle that.

You're sobbing and hitting his chest, not sure if you want to push him away or pull him closer on the couch. It's feels so good but it hurts too as his thick cock slams in and out of you.

You know you and Xiao aren't supposed to be doing this but it's not like you like it when Xiao gets in trouble...

He drags his teeth along your neck before nipping earning a yelp from you.

"ow! t-that hurt!" You cry while scratching down his back so Xiao sucks to leave a dark purple bruise as an "apology."

"sorry.. sorry..." He mumbles but he's so fucking close and he wants to cum inside your warmth because he loves you, he just shows it differently from kazuha-

"Xiao!"

He yelps when he's harshly tugged back by the collar of his shirt and thrown onto the floor. His eyes are wide and dilated, his chest heaving with his twitching messy slick covered cock left unsatisfied and painfully hard.

He lets out what's akin to an angry growl before crawling over with desperate eyes. "I-I was gonna cum!"

"you couldn't even wait until I got home?" Kazuha asks lowly with cold eyes while he holds you close to him.

Xiao whimpers. No, he couldn't. He just couldn't.

"k-kazuha, it's okay." You whisper while looking up at him.

Kazuha gazes down at you before glancing at Xiao and sighing. "Fine. Come here, Xiao."

Xiao's eyes light up before he eagerly comes over but kazuha stops him.

"y/n's going to do it."

Those words have Xiao blinking. "What?"

"sit back," kazuha commands so Xiao slowly does so and sits back on the couch.

He's not going to be the one in control? But he's not used to not being the one underneath.

You slowly crawl into his lap with a small smile and it has xiao's heart racing in anticipation. Wrapping your delicate fingers around his length, you align it to your hole before sinking in, resulting in a loud unfiltered moan from the both of you.

Xiao instinctively moves his hands to grab your hips, ready to plunge into you and take control but kazuha intervenes again.

"no Xiao. You can't touch her." He says sternly so Xiao chokes back a sob before dropping his arms as you get to work.

It's slow and precise as you gently roll your hips and rise up and down while grabbing his shoulders.

And now that Xiao isn't in such a frenzied state, for the first time he realizes how beautiful you are above him.

Riding to get to both of your heavenly releases, sweat dripping down your naked bouncing chest as small adorable whimpers slip past your lips.

Kazuha notices xiao's enchantment and smirks before grabbing your chin to kiss you from the side.

Xiao bites his lip harshly from the sight, jealousy swarming in his chest. It's not fair that kazuha get to touch you but not him!

Drool is dripping down your chin as you eagerly kiss back while also picking up your speed. Xiao groans before rolling his head back, his eyes fluttering shut.

His entire body is shaking and he has to grip the cushions to prevent from touching you. But it's just so damn hard.

Kazuha pulls away for a moment before grabbing behind your head. "Baby, why don't you touch yourself?"

You nod with heavy panting before stopping your movements and using a finger to rub your pearl.

A shriek leaves you before you spasm and twitch. "C-cumming!"

Your walls clamp down on Xiao and with all his strength, he resists the urge to thrust his hips up and only moans while throwing his head back.

White ropes of thick creamy cum fill your hot insides as you lean down tiredly and place chaste kisses on xiao's collarbone. "Xiao..."

Xiao finally manages to gather his thoughts together as kazuha leans over with a smirk plastered on his face.

"see? Rough sex isn't everything."

kiki... i've been thinking a lot these days about virgin!xiao having a helping hand coming from zhongli to lose this virginity of his because 1. zhongli knows xiao wants to lose it but barely knows how to act or what to say when hes around a normal human and 2. can you imagine xiao being all flustered being watched by zhongli while pumping inside his cute crush? it'd be cute!

big, big, biiig kiss for you anon, virgin!xiao is just as good as virgin!itto i know for sure!!1!1

it's almost certain that zhongli was going to try to get you and xiao together in an enclosed place in liyue, preferably with an obvious bed, thinking that this way the adeptus would be able to strike up a conversation with you and perhaps even manage to lose his virginity as well, but xiao could barely give you anything more than short answers; he likes you, a lot, he likes you so much that he can hardly think of anyone else but you while visiting the outskirts of The Harbor, but xiao couldn't really understand how to behave around humans even after the old Fatui plan.

this being said, zhongli was going to start getting worried that xiao was too nervous in your presence alone while watching "from afar" through a small crack in the door and was inevitably going to intervene as soon as the adeptus, who was usually so polished and had an impeccable posture, started running over his own words and even fell down sitting on the edge of the bed because you had approached him too much.

you were so close to getting what you wanted with xiao, you couldn't pass up the chance zhongli gave you just now!

"i see that you seem to be having trouble today, xiao," zhongli's voice would reverberate through the room and both you and xiao would immediately look to the door; each with a shiver running down your back to call your own, "not being able to relax?"

xiao would almost bolt as he spoke breathlessly, "zhongli-daren...? why are you—"

it was almost humiliating to be caught in this situation by someone he respects so much, xiao's cheeks tinged red so quickly and it was the first time you saw him blush.

"shall i help you? you seem to be having such a hard time, xiao," zhongli says as he approaches you and puts a hand on your shoulder, as if to say that 'now you must dance to his tune'.

and you have indeed done so, perhaps this was the best decision you ever made in your life.

it was only a matter of time before xiao snapped out of his nervousness at zhongli's presence and was assaulting your lips like a hungry beast as his fingers trailed down your back and shoulders ready to tangle in your clothes and throw them to the floor.

zhongli is all the while leading and advising you both, even taking xiao's hand between your legs and silently helping him learn how to touch you, how to caress your inner thighs and play with your clit and your folds; xiao that day discovered that he loves it when your bunch of nerves throbs against his fingers and more slick leaks from your dripping hole as your hips try to force themselves against his hand. he feels proud to be the one making you feel so good, even though he recognizes that without zhongli he wouldn't know how to do it the right way.

and you on the other hand would be feeling so full just with his long fingers going back and forth inside you, caressing your sensitive walls and even learning to curve against your sweetest spot. xiao has very good hands, even too soft for someone who is wielding a polearm most of the time.

as soon as you were about to cum, zhongli would take the liberty of rubbing your clit while xiao fingerfucked you. he wanted to give the yaksha the opportunity to get to see you cum at least once before you were milking around his dick.

you would barely realize that you are clinging to zhongli's shoulders with the head resting against one of his shoulders until the orgasm washes over your body and the geo archon holds you down and keeps you from falling away from xiao, who would be completely mesmerized by the way your face contorts in bliss and your walls clench massively around his slender fingers.

it was the first time for him that there was a real need to have something around his cock, something warm, soft, moist, tight just like your beautiful pussy that was now pulsating completely in his hand.

this need for xiao was fulfilled soon after, when zhongli instructed him to lay you down on the bed and pull your hips gently against his and then slide into you calmly, but calmly? that was the last thing the yaksha could have, he needed now, immediately, to be inside you and zhongli realized that xiao was going to give in to his own desires by the possessive way his hands gripped your waist and pulled you back.

"no, no, xiao, you need to be careful with her," the former geo archon speaks up and grabs the yaksha's waist before he has time to push himself inside you, stopping him, "do it slow, 'kay? slow 'n nice, I promise you'll be able to feel her soon enough."

and then zhongli slowly pulled xiao's hips forward, in the direction of yours, leading and controlling his movements, sliding him inside you so slowly that you could feel every inch and vein of his long shaft.

xiao groans loudly, feeling all thoughts inside his head fade away. so hot and tight, so this is a real pussy, ready to be pounded and stained white inside? it was almost a paradise for him, a yaksha.

in a failed attempt to get out of zhongli's grip, xiao tries to force himself forward, deeper inside you, but having his chance ruined by the archon's hand still on his waist, the adept whimpers, "z-zhongli-daren, please, I—gotta ngh, please, can I? 'S so good 'n—"

his voice turns into a moan as you tighten around him just as zhongli lifts your face by the chin to make sure you're okay.

"mhm, you can, xiao, go on," the archon whispers and xiao mewls in appreciation before he begins to push himself into you with all the remaining strength in his body.

xiao can't yet maintain a rhythm just inside your pussy, but he learns for himself that he loves the feeling of almost completely pulling out to let only his puffy tip inside, and then shoving it all the way back in and feeling your walls swallowing him up ravenously; all while his eyes roll back and several moans escape from deep in his throat.

the smack of skin against skin started to get louder and louder as xiao rutted into you and not even zhongli was immune to the desire as he watched the two of you turn into a mess of drool, slick and precum on that bed.

he could hardly believe himself as he noticed the bulge between his legs caused by a simple loss of virginity, it was the first time in a long while that zhongli felt like a pervert and he had forgotten how good it felt.

it became even harder to control himself when xiao's lust-infused eyes rose up to meet zhongli's and seek the approval of the person they admired the most; xiao wanted to know if he was doing it right, if he was fucking you the way he should.

and the archon god nods as he opens a small smile sideways, "you're doin' great, xiao, don't stop until you're sure you've filled her completely, okay? you'll know you've done a good job when she's cumming again 'n you can watch her leak."

just then, zhongli bends down toward you and takes your face by the chin again, watching your lips glisten with saliva. it was almost a sin to see them useless now that xiao was fucking you like a beast.

his eyes went from your mouth to the bulge between his legs, his head denied from side to side trying to push the thought away and you barely gave time for the thought to be destroyed completely, opening your lips and wrapping them around his long fingers, sucking on them slowly.

a smile appears on the archon's angelic face, his face tilting toward yours and he whispers the following in your direction, "who knows another time, yeah? you are doing so well for our xiao and it'd be a shame if i stole all his attention, don't you think?"

— genshin m.list!

18+ , Minors DNI

Sub! Xiao x GN! Reader

“Y-you-!” Xiao gasps, hips and thighs quivering with the sheer effort it took to hold his lower body up.

It felt so good. So good it was overwhelming..

Your soft hand that was currently wrapped tightly around his leaking cock, rapidly twisting and squeezing up and down his throbbing shaft, thumb pressing and gliding against a vein that lit his nerves on fire, made his mind gooey.

“You h-ave no r-respect for the.. the Ade- nghh..! Adepti!!”

The yakasha was practically choking on his words, drool dribbling out the side of his agape mouth, dampening the pillow below.

He couldn’t help but weakly thrust his hips while letting out the cutest mewls, fucking into your hand that was making his brain melt.

Xiao felt so exposed, so vulnerable, all he could do was claw at the sheets and whimper - blush burning his shoulders, neck, and cheeks.

Who knew such lovely sounds could be coaxed out of him through that sinful mouth of his?

Smiling, you leaned down over his arched back to press a sweet kiss at his nape, “That so?” You hummed, already amused.

“Aghh?!”

You promptly stopped your movements down below, “Hwaah.?” Next, you removed your hand from his aching cock completely.

“No!!” He whined loudly, hips subconsciously chasing after your hand for a split second just to feel your touch again.

Tears that had been welling up in his hazy eyes from the pleasure finally fell, “No, no, no, please! Please!”

“Oh no, dear. I must respect the adepti, you see? I’m sure you know best when it comes to it.” Your teasing tone made him bite his lip in regret, “I’ll take your word for it, I won’t touch you any mo-“

With a speed only he possessed, he quickly reached behind himself and grabbed your wrist, pulling your hand back down to his poor, now neglected dick, “No! Please, please touch me again! Please..”

Shame bubbled in his gut, closing off his throat as he sobbed, “Please I-I need it.. please, (Y/N)...”

His voice got quieter and quieter as he begged, hips shimmying as if trying to entice you.

So cute.

Your sweet little yaksha.

“GuAHh!” He cried out the second you gave him attention again, your chest flushed with his back as you used both hands to pleasure him.

One resumed pumping him, cock slick with pre-cum, the cute wet noises from how turned on he was returning and bouncing around the room — the other switching from squeezing and massaging his sensitive balls to giving his oozing tip some much needed attention.

Perhaps, in some way, you wanted to break him, make him cum so hard he’d thank you for weeks and beg for more.

“Nn-nnGHH! A-Aah! AH! AaGh!”

The mighty Xiao, Conquerer Of Demons, was crumbling below you, completely at your mercy.

Top 5 yan!Genshin men that would commit murder to off a rival or a threat to their darling? Ironically, I haven't come across much... murder in a lot of yandere imagines despite them being-- well, /yandere/, which tend to be famous for killing, frankly.

I think it’s partially due to the greater view of the ‘yandere’ concept evolving. Yes, the murder is still there, but yanderes aren’t defined by the crimes they commit, but by the love they feel towards their Darling that makes them commit those crimes. And, frankly, the whole ‘I will murder everyone in your life so that you’ll love only me’ schtick gets boring after you read the same thing over and over. Like, there are other crimes besides murder.

Anyway, philosophical tangents aside, let’s get back to what we’re actually here for.

Diluc is fiercely protective and will not hesitate to get his hands dirty if he needs to keep you safe. Doesn’t matter if they’re Fatui, some drunkard who got a little too handsy, or even someone he used to be close to. As long as not a hair on your head is out of place, he can relax.

Scaramouche does not see the value in the life of an individual human. Their lifespan is so short and whatever power they have is weak. You are the only one in his eyes that matters.

Childe is notorious for his bloodlust and desire for a good fight. So, he’ll let his victim struggle a bit, build up the courage - or frustration - needed to lash back, only to stop toying with them and cut them down with one last strike.

Fakebedo. Do I even need to explain this one? He literally went after his own brother. What makes you think he’d hesitate to kill some random schmuck who is getting a little too close to you to his liking?

Abyss Prince Aether does not care for the current state of this world. He has a divine war to win, so what’s the loss of one more life? The needs of the many outweigh the needs of one filthy mongrel.