Your Face When You Just Was Bitten By A Vampire And Your Life Now Is A Goddamn Twilight

thanos looks like shiny wailmer you just don’t want to admit it

HI BESTIEEEE🧚‍♀️ i'm the anon who asked for the small chest s/o x childe! it can be either nsfw or sfw. whatever is best for you🤠 (maybe one part sfw and other nsfw, that would work just fine👍) THANKS AGAIN

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Scenario: Fem Reader with a small chest x Childe

Warning: BOTH SFW and smut. Smut will be separated and you’ll see another warning. NOT proofread.

SFW Part:

You look at yourself in the dress. You stare at your reflection for a while. You twirl once, eyes furrowing. Something’s missing.

The dress hugs your waist perfectly, but you still don’t know why you feel so...insecure.

And then it hits you, your eyes trail up to your not-so-well-endowed chest. You just hate...HATE how small they were and then you see people like Ningguang walking around with their chins up chests out and it really doesn’t do a lot for your self-esteem.

‘I wonder if Childe prefers bigger...’ you start getting into that spiral of thinking about how inadequate you are. ‘Of course he does... Who wouldn’t? It’s sexy as all hell,’

“What are you frowning for sweetheart?” 

You flinch in surprise at Childe’s sudden appearance behind you, his arms suddenly encircling your waist and smiling straight at your reflection.

You can’t help but smile back, he has that effect on you. However, you just shake your head “Nothing, I was just wondering if this dress even suited me,” not completely a lie.

You feel his gaze on you, his eyes sweeping you from head to toe and a thoughtful sound escapes his lips. “It looks absolutely stunning on you,” and by the way his eyes shine, his look softens, you know he’s not lying.

Oh, how in the world did this man even choose you? You think, melting in his arms.

“Hmmm... So are you going to tell me what’s wrong?,” You blink up at him, alarmed because you thought that you’d conceal your disappointment quite well.

You think for a bit before looking down, playing with your fingers and starting nervously. “We-Well... Cause...” You glance up at your reflection again.

He’s surprisingly patient and waits for you to explain, also looking at your reflection curiously.

“...I’m not very...I mean, my chest... is tiny,” you feel embarrassed just saying it out loud. He only blinks at you until you throw your hands up and rant. “My boobs are tiny, okay? That’s what’s getting me. They’re... They’re like mosquito bites! I look like a man in this dress and....and... it’s ugly. Don’t you want them bigger?”

Childe chuckles, though not to mock you but because he thought it was cute how you worried about that. “You’re exaggerating a little there, sweetheart.” but he turns you around by the shoulders and tilts your chin up to look at him.

“But that is the furthest thing from the truth, again, you’re absolutely stunning. I don’t really care about that, besides...it’s adorable,” he smirks that smirk of his that makes you feel like jelly. 

“Every part, every strand of you is magnificent and I’m a bit worried that I haven’t made you feel that way, I’m not doing a very good job as your boyfriend then, aren’t I?” 

You are about to protest but he has wrapped an arm around your waist again and pressed a gentle kiss on your forehead. “Whenever you feel like that just come to me, I’ll make sure to keep your worries at bay,”

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“But you know... if you ask me honestly...” Childe’s voice dips and he pulls away a little to meet your eyes. “About the dress... It’s looks better...” his hand suddenly finds the zip at the back “...on the floor,” 

He slowly unzips it while leaning in to capture your lips in a more hungry kiss. You don’t resist and you don’t really know why. His kisses were always so intoxicating. So persuasive. 

He pulls away to whisper in your ear as he continues to unzip it, nearing the end. “Let me show you, how ravishing your body really is,” and the dress drops on the floor, leaving you in your undergarments.

He makes quick work of that too, joining the dress on the floor.

He kisses your lips, gently at first, his hand roaming up to your hips, gripping it tightly and pulling you flush against him. He pulls back only for a second, only for a breath and dives back in, this time tasting your lips as if he hadn’t eaten in days. His hand now trailing down to grab your ass, earning a surprised squeal from you.

He pulls away, a low chuckle under his breath at your reaction and mumbles, voice husky with desire “I swear you don’t even know how much you turn me on,” as if making a point, he turns you around, both of you now facing the mirror and his hard-on pressed against your back.

He uses his hand to force your head up to look at yourself in the mirror, and with his leg hooks a chair that was behind the two of you, dragging it closer, behind him. “Watch me worship you, Y/N,” You only whimper, feeling a pool of heat start to gather in between your legs as he sits down and maneuvers you over his lap, reflection still clear in the mirror.

He is so much taller than you, and his body encases yours. You watch as one of his hands trail up your stomach, and covers your entire right breast, his fingers moving expertly to pinch at your nipples. “Ch-Childe!” 

“Hmmm?” he teases, his other hand grabbing your inner thigh and pulling it open, then using his leg to keep it in place, freeing his hand to start touching your wet folds. “Oh? Wet already, Y/N?” 

There’s a slight squelch as his fingers start running up and down your folds and you lean your head back against his chest at the sensation but he yet again takes your face and makes you look at the reflection. “Uh-uh, you have to look, dearest.” He nips at your neck, “This is how I see you, beautiful and sexy,” 

Both his hands then give attention to your breasts, rubbing both nipples and gathering, squeezing what he could in his hands, “N-No, not too hard,” you whimper, watching as his grin just widens. “They might be small, Y/N, but they’re always so sensitive,” 

He dips his head sideways to capture one in his mouth, his tongue flicking the small nub and all you could see in the reflection is his tuft of brown hair. Electricity running through you. “Aaah!” and yet you don’t break your gaze from the mirror. 

“Ch-Childe! Please...” your other leg starts to open up and he complies, still latched on to your breast, now sucking on it as his hand sinks into your wet folds. 

“Nnghhh!” You feel a finger sink in and he’s deliberately slow with it. His slow but forceful sucking on your breast feels like an incredible vacuum and he switches to the other side giving the other the same attention. “M-More...” You feel the need push your hips forward and his chest rumbles in a low growl, pushing another finger in. 

His fingers start a steady in and out, you could feel it sliding in you and barely grazing your sensitive spots. “H-Harder... Childe!” He finally lets go of your breasts, picks his head up to look at your reflection. You’re flushed red and your legs are wide open for him. “Hm? Just a while ago you told me I was going too hard,” so he slows his pace on purpose, eyes glued to your glistening slit.

“N-No, please,” your hips wriggle again and his smirk is devilish. This time, he hooks his fingers up to touch at your sensitive spot and thrusts on it vigorously. His other hand joins to rub on your clit, the squelching sounds are loud now.

“Oooohhh!” You throw your head back, legs feeling like jelly, but he immediately stops, fingers just resting inside you. “Ch-Childe?” You pick your head up immediately at the loss of sensation.

“Look at the mirror sweetheart, or I won’t be continuing,” you immediately turn your head to your reflection just as his fingers slam back in. “Nnghhh-ah!” His pace quickens, your clit is on fire and you feel the sensations rolling over you wave after wave. “Ah! AhhHH! Y-YEs...C-cumming...!”

He starts rubbing your clit up and down, fingers at a steady in and out pace, ramming into your sensitive crevices. “CHildee, Mmmmm!” Your body starts to tremble and he knows you’re close, he dips his head in again to give your nipple a bite, the action sending you over the edge. 

“Aghhhhg! F-Fuck...” He doesn’t stop even when you release, the sensitivity of it has you squirming and a moaning mess in his lap but he continues until you completely ride out the wave of pleasure.

You slump back against him, chest heaving up and down at your release. He smiles down at your vulnerable form, his for the taking. “Well then, let’s continue in the bedroom, shall we?” 

He takes you in his arms and stands, and just before entering the room for what you think is going to be a long session, he gets a soft gaze in his eyes. “Y/N, you’re beautiful,” you look up at him, still blown away by the orgasm but sees the sincerity in his eyes.

“...and I don’t mind making you feel that every single day and every single second,”

Yeap, gunna be a loooooong day.

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Sleepy hualian 💤

[3:13am] Carefully, you picked your way across the dark room, trying not to run into anything or make a lot of noise as you approached the bed containing a sleeping San. He was splayed out in the middle, starfished except for where his left arm folded around Shiber, holding the plush close to his chest adorably. You felt guilty as your gaze swept over the remnants of what was meant to be your date night- the cold bowl of popcorn, the two wine glasses with a full bottle of red wine nearby, the discarded cases of DVDs, the still-lit candles, and the pillows and blankets that he'd collected now forming a rejected mountain on the floor, pushed off the bed as he made room for himself to rest. Between his busy promotion schedule and your job forcing extra hours on you, it seemed like the two of you were constantly just barely missing each other, having to steal a fleeting moment here and there as you dropped off coffee for him and the boys, or he placed a peck on your forehead in his mad dash out of your apartment after scrambling out of your bed, having hit snooze one too many times during a particularly tough morning. This night, you told him that you were going to do your best to be home on time, and he promised to do his best to stay awake- but your job refused to let you go when you were meant to leave, and you couldn't blame him at all for drifting off eventually, once one hour turned into two, then three. You settled beside him on the bed, refusing to touch him for fear of waking him up, even though he left with you with very little room at all, and you tried your best to make yourself as comfortable as possible, determined to just let him rest. You laid facing him, watching as the light from the flames of the candle danced over his features, serene as he dreamt, his chest rising and falling steadily. "Aren't we lucky, Shiber?" you hummed to the plushie, adorably snuggled up in his arms. You reached a hand out and laid it on Shiber's head, closing your eyes and letting your weary body sink into the mattress, feeling sleep beginning to roll over you. You were startled awake in what felt like just a moment later by a shift beside you, and suddenly a heavy weight pressed down on you, San having rolled over to nearly lay on top of you, his arms circling around you to draw the two of you close together, Shiber wedged between your bodies. You opened your eyes just a little, lids heavy, as you felt San's lips press against your forehead in a gentle peck, leaving his lips hovering there as he completed his kiss. "I missed you," he mumbled out in a sleepy whisper, voice sounding like it came straight out of a dream. You curled your arms around him in response, nuzzling your head to rest comfortably under his chin, squeezing him tight for a moment. The two of you fell back asleep just like that, wrapped up in each other, steady breathing matching in rhythm, with Shiber trapped between both of your arms as they blanketed each other.

So Oblivious

Paring: Seonghwa x reader

Genre: Fake fiance au

Words: 6654

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“Seonghwa I need you to pretend to be my fiancé for the weekend.” Was the words that left your mouth as you burst through the door of your best friends apartment. 

Seonghwa paused his walking to the couch, turning to you with a bewildered expression, “You need me to do what.”

“I need you-” you sighed, beginning to pace back and forth in front of the door, “to pretend to be my fiance for the weekend.”

“I… sure I guess-”

“In front of my parents and most of my extended family-”

“Y/n, what the fuck!” Seonghwa’s eyes widened to the size of the plate he was holding at your words, “What the hell did you get yourself into!?”

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😭 that childe small chest ask was beautiful!!! omg I know the feels of insecurity so hard🥺 your writing touches the soul my friend❤ if your requests are open can I ask for a fem s/o who enjoys going down on zhongli but the second he tries to return the favor she gets all insecure and refuses, just feels like she don't deserve it or is too gross. nsfw is 👍

I actually love this and thank you so much for your comment anon <3

Zhongli x fem!reader Shortfic (NSFW)

Warnings: biting, detailed oral sex (reader giving and receiving), fluff, praise, mdni, deepthroating, swallowing, begging, slight edging, NOT proofread.

There’s just something about the way Zhongli purrs when you take his length into your mouth. 

Gosh he is massive. But that doesn’t stop you at all. You always, always look at his face when you give him head. The way his eyes shut tight, face twisted into an expression that you see only when you do this.

And his voice. His voice that he tries oh so hard to keep under control but he just loves the way you roll your tongue over his cock. Loves the way it sounds when you slurp him up. Loves the way the back of your throat hits his head.

“...Ngh-- Y-Y/N...” Archons no matter how long he had lived this was probably on top of his most secret favourite list. Getting head from you. You were just so enthusiastic about it, so eager to eat him up as if he was a tasty lollipop that you’ve never tasted before. It was like that each and every time and there wasn’t an instance that he’s been disappointed by your skill.

You feel one of his hands rest behind your head and that’s how you know he’s close. You peer up into his face, head bobbing up and down steadily. His eyes are shut tight, crease on his forehead. You take your mouth away momentarily and replace it with your hand, his expression eases up and he sighs loudly, almost disappointed.

“You near, Li?” you teased a little, knowing that he was. He peeks an eye open, breaths coming out hard and labored. “Dangerously so,” Without breaking eye contact with him you let your tongue loll out and drag it across his whole length teasingly. His head falls back on the bed and a strangled moan escapes him “MMnnNNngghhh!” 

Oh your sweet, quiet and reserved Zhongli could be so loud sometimes. This is why you loved giving him head. For the sounds that only you could pull out of him. All at once you take your hand away and stick his length in one fell swoop in your warm sticky mouth. It’s impossible to take him all in, but a decent amount of him is inside and you start to yet again pace your head up and down. You clamp your lips around his hot and hard cock, feel it slightly pulsing against you. Your lips are tight around his cock as you go down, and your tongue laps his tip as you go up. The motion repeats, again and again, faster and faster until he gets restless on the bed “Y-Y/N I-- Mmm! Close--Keep go-fuck!” He rarely swears. Sometimes you even wonder if he knows any swear words, but days like these, you’re reminded that he indeed does. You feel his thighs tighten, a guttural groan coming from him, strings of his cum shooting in your mouth “AAaggghhh--” he covers his mouth, conscious of the sounds he make, “mmppffff...!!” his warm juice invades your tongue, and just like the dedicated girlfriend you are, you swallow every last drop, even licking and sucking on his tip to clean him off, causing him to slightly jerk at the sensation on his senstive tip.

He eases up, cheeks flushed, hand on his mouth, eyes on the ceiling and his chest heaving in and out at the euphoria. What a beautiful sight. You think.

It doesn’t take long for him to recover, only because he’s eager to give you back what you’ve given. The problem is, he knows that you get too shy about it. But he’s determined this time. 

He noticed your insecurity about it when you constantly made excuses about it. “Oh, uh, I’m at that time of the month, so, not today,” or “I checked my calendar and I’m ovulating, so, it’s gunna taste weird,” and “I’m kinda sweaty, maybe next time,” 

He knows you’re going to resist today too, because you’re fully dressed and hadn’t even made a move to lay down on the bed. You’re just massaging his thighs at the moment.

He sits up, takes you by the shoulders and flips you over to the bed. You’ve switched places and you panic. 

“W-Wait! What are you doing?” Zhongli has already pushed your dress past your waist, and his fingers are hooked around your underwear but you’ve firmly pressed your hands around his wrists, stopping him.

“...It’s my turn,” he says, looking at you and you stare back at him, stuttering. “I-I can’t today, I’m--” He cuts you off, taking his hands back to rest on either side of your head, his naked chest in your full view. “...Y/N... I want to do it,” You bite your lip. He has such a determined look on his face but you just can’t. It’s way too embarrassing, what if it smells? What if it tastes weird? What if you can’t get off and he gets tired of doing it? What if he never wants to do it again after this? You really can’t understand why he wants to do it. Ironic, because you love doing it to him.

He takes your silence and the anxiousness on your face as a no, but he hasn’t done it for you. Not once in your whole time together, and that does, in the deepest parts of his mind, makes the intimacy between you two incomplete. He lifts one hand to cup your face, “...I love you, every part of you,” He leans in to feather kisses along your jaw and whispers in your ear, “Trust me, I’ll love it just as you love doing it for me,” he kisses your neck, crosses over to your other ear and lovingly coos, “Let me make you feel good, I want to taste you Y/N,” he pulls back to plant a kiss on your lips, hungry. “I need to,” and suddenly he takes your hand, and places it on his cock. He’s hard again, as if you hadn’t just milked him earlier. “Just thinking about drinking you makes me like this, so, please... Give me the honour of doing it for you,” 

And how the hell do you even say no to such a declaration anymore? In a weak moment of a split second your insecurities are washed away and you give a quick nod. He takes that small opportunity and in one quick motion pulls your underwear away, placing himself in between your thighs and pushing them open. Gods above you’re a beautiful, glistening mess, he thinks. Your lips are all puffy from waiting and the way the wetness just shines... you hear an approving groan from him, before you feel his tongue give your slit, one, long lick. 

Your thighs instantly tense up at the jolt of electricity coming from your opening. The feeling was...unreal, and you were already anticipating more. “Zh-Zhongli...” but he was much too focused on your wet folds, “It’s amazing, Y/N,” he can’t believe what he’d been missing out on, you just get more flustered “D-Don’t say that! I don’t--Whuaahhhh!” your hands grip the sheets as he immerses his tongue in your folds. Like he’s trying to lick up every little bit of you, trying to drink your juices and trying to stamp the stickyness in his mouth. He’s been hungry for a long time for this, and the moment he moves up to your sensitive button, you cry out in a way that he’s never heard before.

“Oh my God!” It was halfway through a scream. He tries again, eyes fluttering up to enjoy the show you were giving him, writhing under his hands, his grip on your thighs strong. He licks in short, quick bursts and fuck me, how is he so good with his tongue? you think. It’s so good that you think you’re going crazy, you think Why did I not let him do this earlier? forgetting all your insecurities and just drowning in the waves of pleasure he tongues out of you. “Zhongli!! s’good. Sooohh-- good!” you mewl out, whimpering every second his tongue swipes on your clit. 

He suddenly changes his technique, tongue swishing back and forth on your hard nub. “A-AhhHhhnnn!” You cover your face with your hands, head thrashing about and breathing hard. It’s driving you crazy, and you can’t see it, but he grins. He doesn’t even have any fingers in you, just his tongue, just the constant back and forth of his tongue on your clit. He presses closer at some point, firm on your nub, rolling it around. 

You start to shudder, your legs start to close in on him involuntarily but he holds them open. At this point your whimpers are full on moans and your breath is getting stuck in your throat. Your hands find their way to his head, slightly pushing on it as you get closer to the edge, the knot in your stomach intensifies, until it breaks and a loud gasp from you follows several stinted whimpers and moans “AhhHHnn! AH- ahhhh- ah- mMMmmGOd!” your back arches, lifting off slightly from the bed and he supports your weight with his hands, still not letting up with the hard strokes of his tongue, only slowing down as you finish riding the waves of your orgasm, slumping back down on the bed, breathless. 

“I-That was--” You try to get back from the hazy world you’re in, blinking back the stars that you see. He lifts his head from between your legs, squeezing your thigh, causing you to open your eyes and lazily look down at him. He smiles at you lovingly and you know that he wasn’t lying about enjoying it. His next words only confirm your thoughts, eyes still locked on each other as he starts kissing the inside of your thighs.

“I’m ready for seconds, love,” 

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