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(hair)tied up

pairing: diluc x reader, reader is gender neutral (but has hair long enough to be tied up)

a/n: i have no idea where this came from but it’s here now so. enjoy? pls lmk if you like it! i’ll edit this later on i just need this brainworm OUT. uhhh they might be a lil ooc and diluc blushes a lot (but he can’t help it he’s pasty) and i apologize for the god awful title i’ll do better when i can think okay

word count: 1.2k

warnings: none! it’s just fluff (they all might be a lil ooc though)

summary: kaeya tries to figure out why his brother is suddenly wearing his hair down, despite his obvious aversion to it. alternatively: diluc is down bad.

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Fischl, setting down a card: Ace of spades.

Razor, pulling out an Uno card: +4.

Bennett, pulling out a Pokemon card: Joleton, I choose you!

Oz, trembling: What're they playing...?

Albedo: If you bite it and you die, it's poisonous. If it bites you and you die, it's venomous.

Amber: What if it bites me and it dies?

Albedo: Then you're poisonous.

Jean: What if it bites itself and I die?

Albedo: That's voodoo.

Noelle: What if it bites me and someone else dies?

Albedo: That's correlation, not causation.

Lisa: What if we bite each other and neither of us die?

Kaeya: That's kinky.

Jean, shaking her head: Oh my god-

THIS THREAD IS MAKING ME LOSE IT

(their twitter; their ao3)

Come now, don't be shy, share the horny thoughts you have of Gorou.

ajsfakj the way Sam summoned the Gorou fuckers into my inbox 💀 babey this isnt even the first Gorou-mentioning thirst I've gotten within the span of an hour HAHAHA

Fr tho I WILL I WILL I WILL I promise–– A little room in my brain containing Gorou thirsts have just been unlocked and they're aching to be let out soon 😭

I gotta get back to farming sea flowers but fOR NOW;; I leave you with this thirst: 

I only meant to write one paragraph wait––

⠀You know when I see Gorou i just ffucking know this mans stamina will be your undoing. DO you see him??? DO you see the hand on his hip in that one leaked image?? motherfucker if that doesn’t look like a man who can fuck you till you’re crying and overstimulated and keep goin then shit I’m straight. 

⠀ALSO?? I hope I’m not projecting but,,,, canine boy?? Breeding kink duh. Doesn’t even have to be the whole ‘get you pregnant’ vibe if you’re not into that/you’re anatomy doesn’t vibe w it and you don’t want it. He just likes fucking you until his cum is so deep in your hole and you’re stuffed so full that there’s a little bump in your belly from his cum. 

⠀Babe and his ears and his tail–– look me in the eye and tell me he doesn’t like it when you touch them during sex. Look me in the eye and tell me he doesn’t like it when you touch them during sex. if you reach back while this puppy boy is railing you on all fours and you scratch this specific patch of skin on his ear, he’s immediately gasping your name, biting into your shoulder hard enough to leave a mark, and drills into you harder than he did before. And If you pull and stoke on his tail while you suck him off, Gorou is gonna be putty in your hands, tangling his fingers into your hair and whimpering for you to take more of him into your mouth please please.

⠀Okay this one isn’t,, super horny, but I can see Gorou licking up your tears when he rails you, peppering your face with smooches and licks while he makes you see stars. AlsO I can really see Gorou having a thing for tasting your cum?? I dunno it sounds weird when i type it out but listen listen imagine that you two just finished, right, and you literally cannot feel your lower half and your thighs are trembling atp, and the most noise you can make is a hoarse whimper as he pulls out. But when Gorou sees the cum that’s pooled on your belly from how hard you came, he’s so transfixed by the sight of it that he swipes a bit of it up on his fingers, stares at it for a bit, then just sticks his fingers in his mouth. And he even runs his tongue through it and shit all hot and sexy like as if its a goddamn popsicle or something. And from the way that he pauses, how his eyes widen, his tail wags and he licks his lips with a reignited hunger? THe next time he goes down on you he’s definitely swallowing your cum uh huh.

⠀LAST ONE bc i fr need to farm kjbfajks BUT ever since I had that talk w sam, I have genuinely been thinking of Gorou wearing a collar/choker that you got him during sex. Like, imagine pulling the fabric of the collar to the side just a bit to leave nips and love bites on Gorou’s neck while he rails you. Imagine that while Gorou fucks you into the mattress, he’s towering over you, watching as the moan and gasp and cry for him, and in his mind you look ethereal. Mans is literally salivating on the spot tbh. And when you open your eyes and see the way he watches you so adoringly, so lovingly as if you put the stars in the sky, you hook two fingers under his collar and pull him down for a kiss, making him moan into your mouth as heat and love sparks in your chest.

⠀NOONE ASKED but I’m also so sure that Gorou is literally the best at aftercare. No, I will not elaborate. 

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anon asked:

If it’s okay, could I ask for head canons for zhongli (during his days as Rex Lapis/Morax) falling in love with another god who is his polar opposite? Like they’re smol and soft and kind? I hope this wasn’t too confusing hHHHHHH and ty! 💛💛

i went a little ham on this one because i’m just such a SIMP—

it’s in the name. 

【ｚｈｏｎｇｌｉ】

Rex Lapis falls in love with a god with an opposite personality to him

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okay but imagine FIXING Xiao's smudged eyeliner

"let me help you." You chuckle, ushering him to the small stool after getting a kick out of watching him try to apply the red lines under his eyes.

Begrudgingly, he complies and, as you stand between his legs, lift his chin so his face is illuminated by the sunlight, he takes notice of you. Hes done it numerous times but watching you, feeling your hand underneath his neck and knowing you will always touch him with kindness makes his agitation ease.

Your so close, your lips slightly part as you focus and, carefully, you draw the brush underneath his eyes. The cold liquid makes him feel alive, and the heat from your proximity makes him feel safe.

"There, much better." You stand up straight and press your fists into your hips. With a nod, you walk away to return the makeup to it's proper place while he watches you intently.

You find that he asks you to help him again and again, and with each time, you get a bit closer.

Kaeya: I made tea.

Diluc: I don’t want tea.

Kaeya: I didn’t make you tea. This is my tea.

Diluc: Then why did you tell me?

Kaeya: It’s a conversation starter.

Diluc: It’s a horrible conversation starter.

Kaeya: Oh, is it? We’re conversing. Checkmate.

Klee: What’s a thot?

Jean: It’s a... thoughtful person.

-Later at the dinner table-

Kaeya: Here’s the salt, Klee.

Klee: Thanks nii-san, you’re such a thot!

Kaeya: *spits out water*

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hi I've read some of your work and <33 i adore it, if that's okay, can i request a kaeya x gn reader with cryo vision fic? I don't mind hc tho :D

so basically: reader is living in a woods in their little wooden house, away from mondstads people, they're not often seen in public. reader is coming to the city of freedom only to borrow books with spells, because of that some people r saying that they're a witch.

which is pretty accurate, but reader prefer calling themselves magician. they cast a spell by writing a symbol on a small piece of paper and then throwing it at enemy causing dmg, or just use it to shield themselves or to heal. (ndjdbsfhjd if u watched owl house,, there's this human who draws spells on piece of paper so that's something like this)

of course they're using cryo vision to fight enemies too!!

oh ny god sjsbsjah i wrote so much sorry if that's unclear,, so my point is; Kaeya with witch cryo vision wielder reader who spends most of their time in woods but they're not razor goodnight 🏃🏿‍♀️💨💨💨

⠀💌 —;⠀⠀⠀oh hUN you've got my creative brain working with this! Thanks so much for sending it it, I hope you like it! I haven’t written Kaeya in some time so if I butchered his character I am so, so sorry lmao 💞 I really loved the concept of this omg 💞

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⠀”Really,” is the first thing Kaeya’s said to you today, “Sometimes I wonder how you could spend so much time all the way out here on your own. Don’t you ever get lonely?”

⠀You chuckled and stepped to the side, giving him room to enter your cozy cottage. “It’s not as bad as you might think. The woods are relaxing, and sometimes a dashing knight from the nearby city comes for a visit.”

⠀”Oh? A dashing knight you say?” Kaeya’s grin was wide as he pressed a kiss to your temple, then proceeded to wipe his shoes on your mat. He stepped into your living room to deposited the rucksack he’s been carrying on your table, then settled himself on your sofa. “And pray tell, what is it about this ‘dashing knight’ that makes visits so memorable?”

⠀There’s a warmth that grew in your chest at the familiar sight of the Cavalry captain relaxing back into your comfy couch. You approached and nudged his long legs to give you some space to sit. “Well,” you drawled as you dug through the pack, pulling out the various books and examining them. You made a pleased noise. “Well, absolute grace and poise for one.”

⠀In the corner of your eye, you saw Kaeya smirk to himself, resting his hands behind his head as he got comfortable. The cheeky little shit. You nudged his calf with an elbow. 

⠀“Incredible mastery over their weapon, astounding skill with their Cryo vision,” You continued to list off, grinning to yourself as you watched Kaeya’s smirk grow with every word. It was adorable, really.

⠀”The romantic speech. Oh, and let me not forget the stunningly good looks that I’m ever so blessed to be around.”

⠀Kaeya waved a hand between you two, his eye closed as he basked in your praise. “Please,” he tried to say in a humble tone that was not very humble. “You embarrass me, dear. And I thought I was the flirt between us—“

⠀”Oh, I do miss the Reconnaissance captain,” you cut him off with a cheeky smile that turned his smile upside down in an instant. “I hope Eula will visit me again soon.”

⠀His eye narrowed at you, arms crossing on his chest as you tried to stifle your laughter. His expression was comparable to a cat who had just been dunked in water and who had not appreciated it. “How comedic of you,” Kaeya said flatly, though you knew he was not really upset. He frowned and gestured to the books on your table with a wide, sweeping gesture. “And after I braved the treacherous path to deliver these books to you, this is how I am repaid? How shameful of the witch of Wolvendom.”

⠀”Magician,” you corrected, poking his leg. “You’ve heard my spiel before. And really, you brought the trickery upon yourself.”

⠀”I take offense to that, I’ll have you know.” No, you’re sure he didn’t. ”You can’t say the citizens of Mondstadt are entirely wrong, though.”

⠀Noncommittally you shrug. You stood and piled some of the tomes in your hand, bringing them to your shelf on the opposite wall. The stack in your hands was rather large, and Kaeya wondered how you were able to comfortably carry the whole thing. “Perhaps not, but I do prefer to be called a magician either way.” You looked at him from over your shoulder, one book halfway shelved between two other books. “I trust Lisa had no complaint of the books I borrowed last week?”

⠀”Nothing but the highest praise,” Kaeya assured. Then, as if he had remembered something, he snapped his fingers. “She told me to tell you that she wants you over for tea tomorrow, and that she wouldn’t take no for an answer.”

⠀The thought of it made you groan, and you huffed. “I already went for supplies this week, though,” you complained, but behind your back Kaeya just shrugged.

⠀”I’m just the messenger. Wouldn’t want to upset her, now would you?”

⠀”…no,” You agreed, remembering the last time you had upset her.

⠀”Glad we could come to an accord.” The cavalry captain smiled mischievously at your obvious displeasure. The conversation stalled for a minute or two as you focused on placing the books where they had to go. When you had finished organizing, you turned around and were met with Kaeya’s thoughtful stare. 

⠀”She worries about you, you know. So do I. You can’t argue that it’s dangerous out here on your own.”

⠀”I thought we established that a dashing knight comes to check up on me every now and again?” You asked, raising a brow playfully. You crossed your arms. “Besides, I can hold my own. There’s no need to worry.”

⠀”I know you can hold your own,” Kaeya laughed, but there was a tinge of seriousness to it now. “Those written symbols of yours are no joke. I can still remember how tiring it was to get through your Cryo shield. “

⠀”See?”

⠀”And yet, can you blame me for wanting you to be safe?”

⠀You soften at that. Kaeya’s still got a smile on his face, but you’ve known him long enough to spot the fabrication in it. There’s worry there. With soft steps you approach him, taking his hands into yours. With as even of an expression as you can, you meet his gaze. “No, I cannot blame you for it. But I feel alive here in the woods, even though it’s dangerous. I have my vision and my skills for a reason, you know? You helped me master it, you know how formidable I am.”

⠀”I do,” he agrees. 

⠀”And I’ve been learning to draw symbols of healing, too, so I can do more than just fight and defend. I can’t dispel your worries, though I appreciate that you care for me as much. I can tell you that I will do my best to stay safe, though.”

⠀”Do you promise?” He asks, searching your eyes for any doubt, any indication you were saying all this just for him.

⠀His eye was a lovely shade of blue, you realized. Leaning more on the side of periwinkle in this light, and contrasting with those strange, diamond-shaped pupils. You wondered if it was the same under his eyepatch.

⠀”I promise.” Then the furrow of your brow relaxed and you grinned. “Though I wouldn’t mind a certain Cryo-wielding captain from the knights showing up on my doorstep every now and then. Y’know, just to check up on me.”

⠀Kaeya’s smile changed, just enough for you to notice. He didn’t let go of your hand just yet, but his shoulders had lost some of their tension. 

⠀”I’ll be sure to pass the message to Eula, then.”

⠀You laughed, smacking his shoulder with a strength you doubted he could feel. “You ass!”

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Ah yes my overlord,

Could I get a crumb of NSFW for Foul Legacy 👀👀👀👀👀

please uwu

Well then, my other NSFW Childe thing will have to wait lmao.

Edit: Aded a cut, hope it works!!

NSFW under the cut.

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『••✎••』NSFW HEADCANONS WITH FOUL LEGACY『••✎••』

This man does not know what a bed is, he'll fuck you against everything and anything that isn't one. If not, he'll just hold you with his strong arms and basically use you as a fleshlight.

You know that little line on his mask that kinda looks like a mouth? SURPRISE it's a mouth, have you ever seen Marvel's Venom 2018? A'ight then, grab Venom's mouth, tongue and teeth and slap them on Foul Legacy.

He's a roamer, except he's constantly holding you down with his hands so instead he uses his tongue to touch your every body part.

Whenever he opens his mouth there's always a wet and slimy noise and the reason is because there's just so much drool, he already drools a lot as of normal in his Foul Legacy form, but the fact that he's fucking you makes him so hungry that he might as well call it a waterfall.

He loves biting you, there's something about seeing the marks of his sharp and oddly placed teeth on your body that has him going for hours.

He's quite vocal, groaning, panting, growling and going on and on about just how fucked up you are for wanting him to fuck you in this form. You love his voice and he knows it.

The underside of his dick has a rough plating matching with his armor, the texture feels so good that it'll have you an incoherent mess asking for more.

He loves giving you oral for two reasons.

One, he's the absolute best with that long slimy tongue of his, when I say it's long, I mean it, sometimes he fits it in so deep inside you that you swear it reaches your stomach.

Two, he's quite a shithead and will bite you while giving you oral, you're terrified of it and the little yelps of fear you let out have him letting out a rumbling laugh against you.

His entire body automatically sends shocks of electricity through your own whenever you touch him, but still, he sometimes chooses to do it willingly and that's when you trully see the stars, you wonder how he has so much experience with electrostimulation.

Adding on that, there are days in which he will use his Hydro vision to soak you up and then he'll shock you, yes, bastard here loves Superconducting you, of course he's incredibly careful when doing this so you never are in danger.

Listen, Foul Legacy is all about that sweet sweet mating press, he's gotta cum while having you in one at least once each time you two fuck.

It doesn't matter your gender, nor what hole he's using, he has a breeding kink, it's not as much as the idea of having kids as it is the idea of filling you up untill his cum is oozing outta you and you can't move an inch without having a white waterfall falling down from inside you.

He loves it when you suck him off, if you can, this man is anything but average, he's so thick that if you actually manage to fit his dick inside your mouth he'll have hearts for pupils, he falls even more in love with you at that instant.

Foul Legacy is a switch! Most of the times he's the dom but if you ask nicely, he'll let you be the dom and when he does oh man.

You can be on top of him, fucking him and enjoying his moans and begs for you to never stop, his back is beautifully arched in pleasure, head thrown back, mouth wide open and tongue hanging out on the side, his pants are so hot that you can actually see the puffy clouds of hot air he lets out.

Tell him he's a good boy, that he's the best boy, a good pet, so obedient, all while having him on a leash and tugging it and he'll cum on the spot with a loud whine.

~Thank you for requestin! I hope you enjoyed your read!!~

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hii !! if im correct i saw ur request are open- can i request kaeya,diluc and childe with a male reader whos too pretty for a boy ?? (i really dont know- uh like the reader is so pretty ??- like beautiful??-?)

(free feel to ignore or decline this req !)

⠀💌 —;⠀⠀⠀Hey hun! Thanks for requesting, I don’t have much practice writing for male readers, but i tried my best and i hope you enjoy! 💞 I also did it in hcs, hope that’s okay <33

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⠀💞 —;⠀⠀⠀Kaeya

I feel like Kaeya would be, like, hyperaware of how pretty you are. But not in a bad way! Like, he’d constantly catch himself thinking about how attractive he found you, and he’d always find himself admiring the details of your face and your body (respectfully!!)

I don’t think he’d make such a big deal about you being ‘too pretty for a boy.’ I mean, Kaeya himself is a prettyboy himself, so if anything he’s probably jealous of how pretty you are.

In a pre-relationship scenario, he’d flirt with you a lot. Like, every time you run into each other a lot. Honestly, even after you’ve gotten together, he’ll always meet you with a compliment.

“Hey, prettyboy, looking stunning as always. Anything you’re planning to do today? No? I would be honored if you were to accompany me for a walk around the city, then. With you by my side, I’m sure to attract envy from every citizen of Mondstadt.”

If he gets you flustered and embarrassed, not meeting his eyes and toying with your fingers, he’ll think you’re so cute. If he gets you with your arms crossed, frowning (or pouting) with an adorable furrow in your brow, he’ll think you’re so cute. 

If you openly embrace being a pretty / beautiful boy, Kaeya would totally bring you things to make you look even more pretty, like flowers that you can place into your hair, a flower crown, on slower days, or a set of gorgeous drop earrings. 

He would totally match accessories or outfits with you, too! I can see it oh my god.

He’d be so proud to be seen around Mondstadt with you, and his dramatic ass would probably flaunt you everywhere just to see people glare at him, wishing to be in his place.

If you get shit from any females or males who are envious of your beauty, who try to instill insecurity within you and try to fester within you a hate for your own prettiness, Kaeya would laugh in their face and call them out for their absurdity. He’d smirk at them, mirth in his eyes as he glances at you. To him, these people aren’t even worth acknowledging. Not when they spout such stupid things.

Overall, Kaeya would be such a good boo to his pretty boyfriend, and if you’re not particularly confident in how gorgeous you are, that’s fine. He’ll be confident for the two of you.

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⠀💞 —;⠀⠀⠀Diluc

Oh, this man. Let it be known, i firmly headcanon that despite his aloof and cool persona, if Diluc is interested in someone, he turns into an absolute timid virgin. Like, yeah, he’ll still retain some coolness, right, but his inner dialogue is him slightly panicking whenever something has to do with you.

Among all of the characters here, i think that Diluc would underestimate your strength as a prettyboy the least. Like, the others wouldn’t view you as weak, of course, but i just think that Diluc would be the most hyperaware of how you’re incredibly gorgeous and simultaneously strong/talented/smart/etc. 

I feel like DIluc would always subtly watch out for you and would hear about you from others, but it would take him sometime to approach you. Not because he doesn’t want to talk! But because he isn’t sure if you wanted to talk to him. He probably think that because you’re so pretty and he’s,,, not, that you two wouldn’t be a good fit.

You’re probably the one who has to initiate the conversation, otherwise he’d just continue pining from afar. 

“Ah, it’s a pleasure to meet you. I’ve heard of your attractiveness–– er, effectiveness from all sorts of people around the city.”

Over time tho, Diluc’s image of you being a pretty (and talented, smart, etc.) person would be replaced by a more realistic version of you that he doesn’t hold on such a high pedestal anymore. Nevertheless, he thought with each passing day that you were more gorgeous than the last.

Diluc’s got that wine tycoon drip, so rest assured that he will get you anything you want, and that he would always compliment you on whatever you wear, whether it leans more to the feminine side, masculine, unisex, or just about anything, he thinks you look absolutely stunning in all of it.

Would not take any shit about you being ‘too pretty for a boy.’ If anyone dares to insult you with that idea in mind, he’s either going to throw them out of the bar or throw his hands. 

Male, female, either, or, neither, or what have you, noone will let you feel bad about how much of a pretty boy you are–– not on his watch. Diluc even finds himself frowning when he wonders when prettyboy started being an insult. After all, you were the prettiest boy he’s ever met, and he’s so grateful to be with you.

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⠀💞 —;⠀⠀⠀Childe

The moment he sees you he’s immediately smitten. Like, stealing glances from the corner of his eye at you, sighing as he remembers how the light reflected gorgeously in your eyes kind of smitten.

To be fair, i think Childe is himself also a prettyboy who’s aelf-aware of how attractive he is, so he can appreciate your beauty in ways some other people might not be able to.

The MOST bold oh my god. He even outdoes Kaeya in the outright flirting, i think.

Childe will undoubtedly approach you ASAP, complimenting you immediately. Depending on how your react to his clear interest will determine how hard he goes in asking you out to dinner. Your beauty isn’t something that should be tainted with uncomfortability, after all. 

“Oh? If I may be so bold, what might a man as pretty as yourself be doing all alone? Well, if you have no plans, would you allow me to take you out to dinner? Surely someone as stunning as yourself is right at home in the most opulent of restaurants.”

Child would be similar to Kaeya in the sense that he’ll compliment you a whole bunch. However, while Kaeya’s compliments can come off as poetic most of the time, Childe’s often comes off as more... cheesy. Endearing, of course! But definitely cheesy. 

If you agree to go out with him, congrats: you’ve got yourself a sugar daddy.

He’ll bring you out to the most lavish places, and he’ll let you run wild in designer boutiques all across Liyue. And the clothes and accessories that are available there are nothing to sneeze at, either.

Want a custom suit, tailored to your every measurement? Childe won’t even blink. Or maybe you’re more comfortable in more practical clothing that you feel comfortable in. He knows just the place, though the price is hardly any different.

He may even import some clothing from other nations, if you so wished. 

One thing that can amplify your prettiness to Childe is if you can fight, too. If so, he’d definitely challenge you to a spar. Although he’s probably win in the end ––what with being a harbinger–– there were some times that he faltered and nearly lost.

Seeing you so determined to fight him, sheer will reflected in your eyes and the way that the lighting of the setting sun glinted off your weapon and reflected onto your face? Truly marvelous, too pretty for words.

He’d be the most aggressive when someone looks down or criticizes you for being pretty, i feel.

Childe would not have any of it. Although he still has to be on good behaviour due to the strained diplomatic relations the Fatui and Liyue have had due to the whole Osial incident, he would not miss a beat in approaching the offender, maybe clasping their hand in a too-tight grip, a cold smile on his face and an even colder look in his eyes, ‘politely’ requesting they apologize with faux cheerfulness. If they do, great. They’d better leave, though. But if they don’t apologize, he’d not let his facade slip, but he’d escort you out of the place, your wellbeing more important that seeking vengeance at the moment, but he would not forget this transgression.

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Hello, I hope you're doing great! ^^ Could I request a Kaeya x male Reader, where the reader is a thief and Kaeya cathes him and teaches him a lesson (nsfw)

A/n: I live for this shit. This is...kind of kinky so.. & I wrote this at 4am. Listening to: Throat babyyyyyy

Mentions: Blowjobs, Denial, Teasing... blowjobs.

Warnings: Nsfw Face fucking at its finest, A very dominant Kaeya.

The King of Thieves

Kaeya left Angel’s Share for the night. Dark cheeks tinted a dusty deep red from a night of indulgence. Diluc was there, tending the bar coincidentally.

“There have been a plethora of incidents revolving around thieves as of late. I suggest you be mindful when leaving for the night Kaeya.”

His younger brother’s light warning drifted back into the depths of his mind as he strolled the nearly vacant streets of Monstadt’s city. Of course, on his way back to headquarters; the Knight took the long way around. Cutting through a specific alleyway that lead to a patch of grassy plains above a stone stair case. Out the corner of his eye he saw a shadow zip by and over the short roof top of someone’s home. As he moved to take a precautionary step backwards the shadow figure landed behind him. Assuming Kaeya was drunk enough to one up, the figure moved in to grab Kaeya’s shoulder in efforts to flip him onto his back and steal his vision. Kaeya, in a rebuttal too quick for this thief’s skill set. Side stepped and ducked, only to elbow his assailant in the chest cavity and then reappear behind them with his sword drawn.

“Why is Diluc always right?” Kaeya sighed, a frown on his face as he stared at the person in front of him, whom he had knocked the wind right out of. He wasn’t sure who the person was, given they were covered from head fo toe in all black. When Kaeya saw that they were recovering he twirled his sword, knocking them unconscious with the hilt of his blade. When the thief dropped, Kaeya looked down at them. He moved to uncover their face and saw a young man. He saw, you? His eye went wide, you were not much older than Diluc. The young Knight couldn’t help but think it was a shame to see such wasted potential resort to something of a scoundrel at best. He threw your arm over his shoulder, picking you up with a deep exhale. Effortlessly carrying you off back to one of the empty confinement cells within the knights headquarters. The one he picked out had been out of use for quite some time, given Klee had blown it up rendering the cell unlivable (for her). — It was a perfect place for a thief, especially one that tried to steal his vision.

Kaeya sat on the edge of a small table in the corner of the room, arms crossed and a light frown on his face. He waited until you had come through and regained consciousness. In a panic, your dark eyes darted across the room. Something Kaeya found quite amusing.

“Where..am I?” You huffed out, there was a draft in the room and you visibly shivered. Kaeya stayed seated looking at you.

“In the Knights of Favonius’ HQ, a confinement cell to be more precise.” He replied nonchalantly and as you tried to move, chains rattled against your wrists and ankles.

“Let me out of here, else you’ll be sorry—“

You were cut off by Kaeya’s abrupt laugh, it made you frown and your brow crease. “What’s so fuckin’ funny?” Kaeya’s chuckle faded into a sigh, his finger tapping idly on the bicep of his crossed arms.

“Nothing, it’s just you are in no position to talk. In fact, I bet if I did away with you right here I could get away with it.” His smile may have been playful but his eye hinted at something much darker.

“You.. can’t do that, you’re an honor bound knight it would be a disgrace—“ Kaeya smiled, this time it wasn’t playful but it still held amusement.

“Relax I’m not a barbarian. Why don’t you tell me why you tried to rob me in the middle of an alleyway and most interestingly... try to take my vision.” After Kaeya stated his questions there was a stagnant silence that sat in the stale air of the confinement cell. Kaeya looked down at you, who shifted uncomfortably. “Oh? No answer? Are you sure that’s what you wish to do?” Your eyes drifted over to look up at Kaeya. Who moved from his spot on the table to walk towards you. In the dim light of the cell his features illuminated, it may have been the full moon that peeked through the barred window that made him look so appealing. The sound of his boots tapping down on the stone floors of the cell sent a slight chill down your spine. He towered over you as you sat on the floor. A light smirk threatened the corner of his lips, as he stared down at you with a quizzical eye. The air around him was cool and it seemed to get even colder as he knelt down to eye level. “I think I’ll give you until the count of say- three.” He held up three fingers before putting them down.

“What?”

“One.” He moved his hand behind your head almost as if he was cradling you. Unbeknownst to you his sword appeared in his palm. Your side profile reflected off the blade as it drew near your head. “Two.” His voice was deep and melodic and his tone evermore serious as he counted down. He wasn’t smiling anymore, seeing him this serious started giving you second thoughts about keeping your mouth shut. He was so close you could smell him, eye half lidded as he stared down at you and a crease in his brow. Against the back of your neck your hair brushed against the blade that dangerously kissed the skin of the nape of your neck. He leaned in and as he drew near, a light grin forming at his lips. Was he enjoying the reaction he was getting out of you? Or the interrogation process? Your hand pressed against his chest to try and move him back you couldn’t stand to have him that close. He paused for a split second, his eye dropping down to your hand, it was warm. “Thre-“

“Wait!” You say, your dark eyes shifting up to peer into his. Staring at him this closely, being able to smell him. It was hard not to think about the things you wanted him to do to you while sitting helpless on the cell floor. He was ridiculously attractive and equally as intimidating when he wished to be.

“Hm? Did you change your mind?” He asked, flashing a cold smile. Your cheeks flushed, he smelled like the first snow fall of winter, shamelessly it made blood rush to where you didn’t need it to. His eyes drifted down briefly before he looked at you more closely. “Or maybe you didn’t?” He purred lightly and a smile crossed his face again.

“I-I..I was just.. curious as to what it’s like to have a vision I don’t have one.” You spoke out, Kaeya didn’t sense a lie from you. Even as you continued to try and make him feel sorry for you. “I haven’t been blessed by the Archons. I’m poor and I...I can’t do much of anything let alone use a vision. Being a thief is all I’ve ever known. The only way I know to survive. I wasn’t going to hurt you.” His brow creased as you babbled that last part, you caught yourself and spoke sheepishly. “Not..that I could’ve anyway—“ Kaeya laughed again, he moved back but not very far. His sword disappeared in one swift movement and he took a minute to look at you. Your hands moved over to your lap, you didn’t think he noticed.

“What am I going to do with you hm?” He pondered aloud as he stood up, a hand resting on his hip. He stared down at you, “You assaulted me in an alleyway, tried to rob me and now..” You couldn’t help but think it wasn’t much of an assault, you were the one who got hit square in the chest and knocked unconscious after all.

“Kaeya-“

“And you know who I am? You’re quite the bold thief. Tell me if I let you go, how do I know you won’t do it again?” You shifted uncomfortably, nothing he was saying was arousing but, truthfully you fell victim to his charm the moment he began questioning you, not to mention the count down and intimidation attempt. Kaeya noticed, he was quite observant but he was doing his job- for the most part.

“I won’t.” You lied, he saw right through it. Kaeya crossed his arms again, if he felt any remorse for you before it was gone now. You avoided eye contact with him even as he stared down at you.

“Do you like being chained up in a cell, you’re excited.” He asked genuinely, his voice was soft and curious. It made you twitch uncomfortably. You shook your head and Kaeya tilted his. “Really? Your as hard as this stone floor, I wasn’t going to tease you about it but it only...fed into every words I’ve said to you thus far.” You could hear him smile, you made the mistake of looking up at him. He was gorgeous and the blush that crossed your face made his smile widen.

“I..can’t help how you’re making me feel. You’re just-“

“I’m just what?” He cut you off, moving his hand to rest on the top of your head. He gently ran his fingers through your hair with his gloved palm. Idly moving his hand down to the back of your head before gripping the ends of your hair between his fingers. “Were you going to say charming? Sexy, hot?” He asked, his grip on your hair wasn’t that tight or painful it aroused a light whimper to fall from your lips. Kaeya noticed your hand palming your growing erection — your pants were growing tighter you couldn’t help it. With his boot he kicked your hand away and stepped on the back of your hand, causing the restraints he had you in to rattle against the stone floor. “You did something bad why should you gain pleasure after committing a crime? As I see it I’m the victim here. You assaulted me in an alleyway.” His grin was wide and with his free hand he moved to unzip his pants. Immediately your mouth began to water as he slipped his hand inside to touch himself right before your very eyes.

“I-I won’t do it again..” You lied once again and he saw through it yet again. His grin only widened, he was going to enjoy this.

“I don’t believe you, therefore...” His grip tightened in your hair and he pulled your head back. “I think I’ll teach you a lesson you won’t soon forget.” The weight he had on your hand increased when he saw you try to move your other hand to slip inside your own pants, it was a warning not to try and relieve yourself. You moved your hand away with a whine as Kaeya freed himself from the tight confines of his trousers. His thick member prodded against your cheek before he let it rest on your lips. He let out a light and playful hum as he stared down at you, almost as if he was beckoning you to open your mouth.

“Kaeya I-“ As soon as you opened your mouth he pushed himself inside, the taste of his pre made you shudder and your eyes flutter. He held your hair and head firmly in place as he thrusted deeper into your mouth. He was genuinely surprised that you were able to take him all the way to the back of your throat.

“It’s not polite to speak with your mouth full.” He teased. “Go on, keep stuffing your face thief.” As you struggled to swallow his cock, you couldn’t stop your hand from reaching down to palm the hard tent in your pants. Kaeya caught wind of your actions and knocked your forearm to the side with his other boot. The deep groan you let out reverberated against his shaft, Kaeya had to bite back his own moan as he pulled your hair again which inevitably moved your head back so your lips wrapped around his tip. “If you do it again you’ll regret it.” He wasn’t smiling when he spoke, it was a threat you weren’t going to see through to the end. Kaeya chuckled lightly and moved his free hand down to cup your cheek, his thumb brushing sweetly against your cheekbone. “You’re so obedient...”

He mumbled, his touch was gentle as he moved his hands up to tangle in your hair. It was almost too gentle and had you questioning his motives. You made eye contact with him and a sly grin spread across his face like wildfire. Without warning his grip tightened to hold your head in place. He slammed hips against your face, bottoming out completely in the back of your tight throat. He groaned out quietly and under his breath, as the ridges of your throat and mouth constricted against his thick shaft. Your soft lips tickled the underside of the base of his cock. His pants sagged and his balls pressed against the stubble of your chin, which only edged him on and reflexively urged his hips to thrust against your face. He exhaled with a light chuckle that sifted through the quiet air of the confinement cell.

You whimpered, drooling all over his cock as you squeezed your eyes shut, it took everything in you not to milk and pump your shaft. Your balls were heavy and full and you ached for a release that you didn’t think you’d get. Kaeya looked down on you to subconsciously check to see if you were okay and to see the sight of his dick disappearing down your throat. He pulled back by a few centimeters and you successfully breathed in through your nose. The taste of his pre on your tongue reminded you of a fermented apple wine. None too surprising to say the least and all the more enjoyable.

Kaeya rutted into your mouth again, you choked and he chuckled. He felt your tongue swirl around his shaft against a prominent vein that curved up from the base of his cock. Your leg twitched in need as he moved, beginning a rough and steady rhythm. He noticed the bulge in your throat, it only made him move faster. Kaeya let out deep exhale and a light moan that was simply music to your ears. His head tilted back as you took him, he glanced down at you for a moment and his lips curled into a smile seeing you hard at work.

“If your mouth is this tight, I wonder how your ass must feel.” He teased you, moving one hand down to wipe away that inevitable tears that formed in your eyes. His other hand loosened in your hair but still rested in place idly. He pulled back completely, giving you a chance to breathe. As you caught your breath Kaeya looked down at you, the blush that stained your cheeks inflated his ego a bit. He arched a brow, waiting for you to keep going.

You gave into that cute, suggestive stare and moved your hand up to stroke him; something you wanted to do for yourself since he started fucking talking. You dragged your tongue along the thick length of his member before taking him into your mouth. What you didn’t choke down, you pumped with your hand. Kaeya finally let out a proper moan it was deep and breathy, he started throbbing in your mouth and palm; biting down on his lower lip in ecstasy. In the midst of milking him dry he took hold of your hair again, only to push himself right back down your throat, he needed that tight fit to finish him off. You were going to swallow it all, not that you minded; he was as inebriating as Everclear. As he filled your throat and mouth, he pulled back his warm cum dripping down your chin. He watched you reach up to wipe it away and lick the back of your hand.

His eye drifted down to your continually throbbing erection, he noticed a dark spot where your own pre had ruined your trousers. He stepped back and moved his hand away from your hair, shifting as he pulled his pants up only to zip them up. Your expression was absolutely priceless in his eyes. You opened your mouth to speak to find that your jaw was already sore from his earlier actions. Kaeya moved to sit on the edge of the table again with a light smile on his face.

“What?” He says like he didn’t just pump his seed down your throat. He made an ‘O’ with his mouth as he looked at your disheveled and needy appearance as if he had forgotten. He didn’t. He moved to toss you a key to the restraints you were in. “You’re free to go and...do something about that.” He smiled with a teasing glint in his eye, you looked at the key in front of you. Picking it up with a frown on your face as your freed yourself. “I told you I’d teach you lesson you wouldn’t forget.” He chuckled moving to cross his arms over his chest. You looked at him and he smirked.

“Asshole.” You mumbled, moving to stand up, Kaeya looked your way not feeling remorseful in the slightest.

“You do realize you tried to assault me and steal my vision. I think I let you off rather easy if you ask me. Going straight to Jean just didn’t feel right.” He quipped, and stood to walk over to the door opening it up for you to go. “I don’t want to see you here again, I’d rather the Cat’s Tail or Angel share preferably. Maybe then you’d get a proper..reward and the aftercare I so graciously give to those who listen.” He said, completely insinuating he wanted to see you again under the right circumstances. With a pout you exited the cell, there wasn’t really much you could say to that. You were indeed happy you didn’t have to spend the night in a dingy unlivable cell. Kaeya leaned against the doorway and crossed his arms. “Till we meet again King of Thieves.”

Bonus

A week went by, you were at Sara’s sitting down to a late night meal before heading off to Springvale for a few days to visit family. You poked at the fisherman’s toast you ordered, thinking about the Knight who left you thoroughly frustrated. You wanted to beat his ass in all honesty but, apart of you just wanted to—

“Well if it isn’t The King of Thieves.”

If possible could I request Childe and Diluc with their s/o (possibly fem?) cockwarming them? Like something more soft and tame than anything super spicy.

trying something new 

^ i literally couldn’t stop thinking aboout this sooo - it’s a bit early 

Warning -> NotSFW (18+) (cockwarming**) 

Character X FM Reader | Anthology 

Includes: Childe, Diluc, Kaeya, Albedo

Childe

He’s all about this - it’s his favorite way to feel you, to be inside of you, to be as close to you as he possibly can 

Out of the two of you, he’s the one to have brought it up - you entered his space and were so inviting that he wanted to be near you. So, he had you sit on his lap, your legs pressed together, his arms wrapped around your stomach and the urge swelled in his brain (and in his pants) to have you wrap around him 

He trailed his hands down your legs, his nails running over your pants as he moved. You pushed yourself further against him, turning your head towards his face and hiding the tip of your nose into his feathery hair. 

“That feels nice.” You hum, lips touching his head and nose picking up the scent of his shampoo. He turned toward you, tasting your lips with his own. A small smirk appeared when he felt how breathless you had become. 

“I have something else that will feel nice, do you wanna try?” 

You squinted at him, a sly smile spreading across your face as you debated on your answer. “... Sure.” You finally said and, as soon as his hands drifted to the button of your pants, your heart accelerated and stomach clenched. 

He feels incredible, but he always does - the way he stretches you, presses against you, the stillness of his cock as it fills you up does unbelievable things to your legs 

You shift, clench your toes, take in deep breaths to steady yourself, and move your hips to feel more of him, adjust to him -- but each time you move he wraps his arms tighter around your stomach and the pressure is almost too much 

“How does this feel?” He asks, his hot breath blowing across your shoulders. 

“Ah … I umm.” You try to use your words but your mind is a mess as every inch of you is trying its best to stay in control, to stay right where you are. 

“Good … sometimes it’s nice to just feel you, so let me take my time.” His fingers card through your hair, slide down the side of your head and move the strands that cover your neck. When he kisses the hot flesh of your skin, the jolt of contact makes your hips move on their own and force an involuntary moan from his throat. “This might be more challenging than I thought.” He chuckles, but continues to place soft kisses against you. 

This activity of his becomes a rather common occasion - he will ask you oh so kindly to sit on him, to face away or toward him, he doesn’t really mind -- it really depends on his mood

If he’s feeling playful, he will have you face him so he can watch your facial expressions and the way you attempt to keep yourself up with no support other than the cock which is deep inside you - it’s a challenge for both of you - to see how long you can hold out, but when he catches sight of your lips as your jaw falls slightly, your eyes flutter shut and nails grip into his shoulder blades … he thinks he just might lose today 

If he’s feeling frustrated, if he’s bothered by something or just had a bad day - all he wants is to wrap his arms around you, rest his head on your shoulder and push himself inside of you - it’s comfortable because you are comfortable 

“Did you have a bad day?” You ask, cupping his face and tilting his head so you can look into his eyes. He’s not looking at you, a sure sign that today did not go as he had intended. “You don’t have to tell me, what can I do to help ease your mind?” 

He sits you on his lap, already working to removing the clothes which cover you from him, hide his access to you. This activity makes your body switch on so quickly that you’re ready the moment the understanding clicks in your head and, as you carefully position yourself over him to descend around his dick, humming as you do so, his hands have already found their home against you. 

The two of you sit there for a while, Childe’s grip relaxes the longer you are connected, you feel him ease underneath you, pull you closer to his chest as he settles into the cushions that line the couch. You let your mind wander to places that distract you because no matter how many times you’ve done this it still makes your body hot and desperate - move, please - you think and so, you think about something else. 

His voice draws your attention back, “Hmm? What did you say?” 

“How are you able to take all my troubles away?” He mumbles against your back. 

“I’m just that good, honestly.” 

He laughs, a deep chest-like laugh that fills your heart with pride. “I’ll have to pay you back.” 

“Exciting, how will you do that?” His hips move upward and the sudden thrust makes your arms flail as they try to hold onto something, anything. “Ah … okay.” You reply, your voice shaky with need. 

Diluc

(Don’t .. mmm - this boy I swear to the archons will be the death of me)

Never, ever in his mind would he expect you to bring this idea to him - it was the last thing, the bottom of the barrel type of idea, that shocked him so incredibly that he literally spit out his drink 

His face is red and as rich as the wine he doesn’t drink, you pat his back and try not to laugh at how cute he is - but honestly, you nearly gave him a heart attack he’s so embarrassed

“Where did you hear of this?” He blurted out the question through his coughs, wiping his face and trying to clean up the liquid that spewed from his mouth. 

“Oh, I don’t know. I think I read it in a book …” 

“What book talks about things like that?” 

“Diluc, you know there are books with many topics, the maids read them all the ti…” 

“I don’t want to know that.” He expresses, fumbling over the mess in front of him. You chuckle, grabbing the extra towel from the cart and making your way to help him. Gently, you tap his hands signaling him to let you take over and when you do, he leans back into his chair with a deep sigh. 

“... I will … think on it.” He finally replies, mouth covered by his gloved hands and eyes boring into the floor so hard you think he might burn holes through it. With a smile, you accept his words and continue to help him get his work back in order. 

His politeness and your patience give him plenty of time to think about it. Sometimes, it slips into his thoughts while he is working -- his eyes drift to your legs -- when he is inspecting the shipments -- his attention moves to your body, the way your clothes hug against your skin -- when he is focused -- his mind crafts your presence around him -- he shakes his head to make the images go away 

It’ll linger until he decides to act on it 

It’s been warm outside these last few days and though you don’t normally wear dresses - you’re far too active and the long fabric gets in your way often - so you've decided today is a good day to stay cool. Plus, you’ll be inside most of the day anyway. Sitting on the daybed in the back of the study, your eyes drift up to Diluc’s back. His shoulder stretches out the fabric of his dress shirt and his hair shines brightly in the sun. You smile and return your eyes to your work. 

After a while, he stretches and, even though you try to stay focused, you can’t help but take notice. He stands and walks toward the door of the study before making his way back to where you are sitting. Something in your stomach flips when he reaches out his hand to you. 

“Let’s take a break.” His sturdy frame makes your chest tighten and, quickly, you place your work at your side and accept his hand. 

“It’s unlike you to take a break.” You pester, following him to his chair. 

“We’ve been working all morning, would you rather continue?” He asks, stopping just before his desk and turning to look at you. 

“Oh, no! I’m happy to take a break. What did you have in mind?” Your question makes the white of his skin shift to a hue of pink and, as he sits in his chair only to usher you onto his lap, your heart starts to pound in your chest.

He faces you away from him, and as you begin to worry if your weight will be uncomfortable on his legs, your mind goes blank as soon as he runs his gloved hands over your bare-skinned legs 

He moves slowly so he can take in your reactions  - the small whines and noises that escape your throat, the way your hands grip onto the edges of the chair, or how your back bends the closer his hands get to your aching core

Hooking his finger around the fabric of your dress and pulling it up until it pools around your waist, bunching up in the back as it gets caught between your body and his - he pulls down your underwear and practically catches on fire when you whine his name 

“Diluc…” You breathe hot air against your shoulder as the feeling of your underwear slides down your legs leaving you bare. The strap of your dress has fallen off of your shoulder and his lips have already made their way to the exposed skin. Oh so lightly, they press against you and, if your head wasn’t already so fuzzy, you were sure all logical thought had escaped you at this point. You take slow breaths to try and calm down but as soon as you feel his fingers against your entrance all effort to remain put together shatters. 

“I don’t even need to get you ready.” He says, his voice husky. Smoothly, he adjusts you and when you hear the sound of his belt buckle ring in your ears, your heart skips a beat. His hot cock touches your back, he guides you onto him, his tip pressing at your entrance until you settle around him. 

You breathe out a moan and start to move only to feel his hands wrap around your waist and hold you still. His chest pressing against your back, hands pulling you so you’re closer to him, and in the silence, the two of you sit here.

“Don’t move, just feel me.” He whispers against your ear and you’re glad he can’t see the expression on your face, the violent way you bite your lip and close your eyes. 

He’s big and stretches you so nicely that even though you want to move, you do as he has requested. Soon, he starts back into his work, moving closer to the desk and looking over your shoulder so he can finish what he set aside. 

“I thought you were taking a break …” You huff out the words, thankful for the closeness of the desk so you can grip tightly onto it. 

“With you like this, I can recharge whenever I’d like to.” He kisses your shoulder and moves slightly which sends a shockwave through you. 

He can’t handle this for very long though, and, honestly, you can’t either - he feels so good inside of you and while this is already enough to send you into a frenzy, his leg is continuously bouncing and it’s ... just so much 

So, when you beg him oh so sweetly -- Diluc ... please -- he can’t just feel you anymore 

Kaeya

Are you kidding, please my darling let’s do this whenever you want - name the time, the place, and he will gladly participate in this activity with you 

He for sure would be the reason you started doing this anyway - when you expressed to him that you liked the way he felt inside of you and the pitiful expression on your face when he leaves you empty and cold, well he just wants to offer you his services 

It feels so good to have him press against your walls, for him to fill you up all the way until it reaches your very soul - the pressure of him, the way he touches you to add to the experience, to remind you how much he worships this body of yours ... 

you’ve become almost needy - especially after long spans of time apart

Kaeya returned from an expedition that took way longer than it was intended. After completing obligatory tasks at headquarters, he immediately made his way to your home. The refreshing, rejuvenating atmosphere you’ve created in the place you call your own is something that runs through his mind often. To have a taste of your comfort, well it’s more delicious than the finest of wines. 

After a hot shower, he collapses onto your couch and with a heavy sigh rests his head against the backrest before closing his eyes. 

“How did it go?” You ask, making your way toward him and placing a cup of tea onto the coffee table. 

“I am getting far too old for all of this.” He sighs. 

“Kaeya …” You laugh, “You’re like 22, that’s not old.” 

“In spirit, I'm practically an old man.” Expression unchanged, he reaches toward you and you answer by straddling him. His hands grip your hips, slide to your back and begin to untuck your shirt. 

“I missed you, too Kaeya.”  

He is extremely physically affectionate - any touch to him is good, no matter how painful it might be - he just has to feel you at every moment, every second. If he could hold you in his pocket for the rest of his life, he would 

So, this activity is one of his favorites - he gets to be close to you, to feel how perfectly you capture him, hold him - no matter his energy level, the thoughts that cloud his mind, with you on him like this, everything is so clear 

Plus, he gets to see how needy you become … the sound of your voice as you breathe against his neck, the movements of your clenching core, the thrusting of your hips as you try to feel more of him -- it makes his ego swell at the sight of your desperation

Your once clean chest is now covered in marks. The fabric of your shirt pools around your shoulders, your arms now hidden from view as they bend lifelessly at your sides, fingers digging into his clothes each time his lips connect with your neck. You’re breathing so hard that small sounds escape with the air and you know he sees them as rewards for his hard work. 

Your heaving breasts are like trophies to him, and he’s made sure to leave his signature on each one. It’s unbelievable, the sight of him sucking on your nipples, kissing them, wrapping his long tongue over the buds which he has made so hard by his touch. 

Even though this activity is something you’ve done with him multiple times, the intensity of it after being unable to feel him for days is driving you crazy. 

“Kaeya … I need more.” You beg and if his hands weren’t holding you down so strongly you’d have moved your hips to show him just how badly you needed it. 

“Oh, my dear, but you’re doing so well holding me. You can keep going, can’t you?” His sly voice makes you clench and with frustrated eyes you see him smile. He adjusts, lifting your whole body as he moves into a better position on the couch and the sensation makes your head drop. 

His fingers reach to your chin, lifting your head and pulling you close so you are forced to look at him. “I haven’t seen your face in so many days, let me look at you.” Your body is so hot you're sure he can tell at this distance. He kisses you softly, so softly you barely feel his lips touch your skin, but somehow they still manage to part and your eyes flutter at the contact. 

“Now,” He continues, leaning back, hands sliding down to hold you in your position, “Tell me everything that happened while I was away, spare any details and I won’t be able to reward you.” His cock twitches inside of you and makes you gasp. “Let’s see just how badly you missed me, hmm?” 

Even though he often makes the whole thing playful, he loves everything about this - so, if you’ll continue to indulge him for a while, he will make it worth your time, and, honestly, he can’t hold out forever 

It’s like building up to a special occasion -- the anticipation is so addictive; the build-up sets off every nerve in your body and when the time finally comes, you’re so sensitive that every touch, every thrust, every stroke is electrifying 

Albedo

He’s already so adventurous, he will give almost anything a shot at least once, especially if he has a bit of information on it -- so when you suggest this activity to him he’s open to the idea, especially because he knows how nice it feels to leave his cock inside of you after sex - so, to just have you take him in … well it must feel incredible 

The first time was a bit of an adjustment, finding the right position, the right place - overall he found the experience to be very relaxing - safe almost - and so, as the two of you got more comfortable at the idea, you found that being in this intimate position increased your concentration -- but only if you followed the one rule: stay still 

It was early in the morning and, of course, you found him sitting at the kitchen table, his work sprawled out across the surface. You had gotten so used to waking up without him only to find him sitting somewhere in your house that, at this point, you no longer brought it to his attention. Instead, you made your way to him and wrapped your arms around his neck, hands dangling over his chest. 

“Morning, working hard?” 

“Yes, I couldn’t find a good place to stop so I just kept going.” He expressed, shuffling the papers around, his finger running over with the words quickly. 

“Are you getting close?” You asked, placing a soft kiss on the tip of his ear. 

“Not … quite.” 

“Mmm, well let me make you some coffee.” You pat his chest and slide your arms off of his shoulders only to feel his wrist grab onto yours. 

“Actually, I’d much rather choose physical contact, if you can spare the time.” He squeezed your wrist and the slight timidness of his voice made you smile. 

“We can do that, switch chairs and I’ll go grab some work I need to get done.” 

The two of you did this so often that you had made sure that both parties could work comfortably during the time you were connected - he could continue using the table and you could use the slightly taller decorative one which hugged the side of your wall 

He never thought physical contact like this would give him so much energy, but the feeling of you sliding over him, wrapping around him, keeping him warm was so intense that it made every cell in his body electrified - to him, having you around his cock was more rejuvenating than sleep itself 

Carefully, you straddled him. Your legs dangling over the edge of the chair as you slid onto him. This was always the most challenging part, every inch of you wanted to lift up only to sink back over him again, and sometimes, no matter how badly you tried, you’d find yourself doing just that. Even Albedo who was always so calm would have days where he couldn’t just have you sitting on him. 

“Ah -” Your voice slipped out as you took him completely, the pressure of his cock pushing and stretching you. His hands left the documents on the table and came to your back, pulling you close. 

“Take your time.” He instructed, hands moving to pull at the bottom of your shirt so it wouldn’t get caught. With your eyes closed, you felt his lips press against your cheek but you didn’t dare open them for fear of slipping into your intense want to ride him. Resting your head on his shoulder you took a few deep breaths to steady yourself, to return to a functional state of mind instead of a needy one. You were jealous of how collected he was and tried to steal some of that composure. 

Clenching around him caused his cock to twitch which sent your mind reeling again. His hands slid to push down against your legs, your hips which had started to move on their own. 

“Y/N … hold … hold still.” His soft voice shocked your heart and after whispering out a pitiful apology mixed with embarrassed laughter you finally settled into the sensation. After a few more deep breaths and shakes of your head, you were finally ready. 

“Okay, I’m good.” 

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You weren’t sure how much time went by, you were both so focused on the work in front of you and, even though you could feel the pressure of his cock pushing against your walls, sometimes even hitting those sensitive spots, you did your best to ignore them. 

Your arms stretched over his shoulders and you were getting irritated by your hair as it fell again and again over your face. You wanted to throw it up into a bun, but you’d have to sit up to do that, and right now all you could think about was … well not thinking about Albedo’s dick inside of you. 

Suddenly, your body moved, Albedo shifted underneath you as if he forgot the one rule - don’t move. You gasped, your hips jolting forward resulting in you sliding slightly over his cock and, desperately, his hands moved to hold you tightly against him. 

“Hah .. hold on.” His voice was so delicious it was unfair. 

“I’m sorry … you moved … I can’t.” With hot, quick breaths you pushed your feet against the ground, your toes barely touching but desperate. 

“Just … a bit longer.” 

“I don’t think I can now ... “ You mumbled into the crook of his neck, his scent so much stronger than it was a moment ago. His dick twitched and grew harder inside of you and all thoughts of just feeling him like this were out the window. You wanted him so much it hurt. So, even though he tried to hold you close you moved, as little as it was, it was enough. 

The two of you managed to get some work done in the early morning, but for a while, you had other things on your mind. 

childe’s ❝night terrors❞

❏ plot: you get an eerie feeling he’s been looking forward to this. humor, fluff, minor angst, fake dating au. based off this prompt.

❐ pairing: childe | tartaglia x gender neutral!reader.

❐ words: 2.9k.

❏ warnings: none!

It’s been a long day. You’ve followed Childe everywhere: from the mountaintops of Snezhnaya to the hillsides of Liyue and finally, finally, you’re getting some rest for the night.

“There’s only one bed.” But there’s only one bed.

Childe looks completely unbothered despite the look of exhaustion in his smile. He tosses his bag on the foot of the lone bed, puts his hands on his hips, and turns to you with a gleam, “We are a couple.”

“No, we’re not,” you’d had to say that multiple times today, more than you ever expected you’d need to, “now hand me a Mora so we can flip for who gets it.”

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POV: your professor might set you up with the cute boy who keeps staring

a/n: modern au genshin x dating or crush. it’s a different writing style than my norm but someone might like it who knows

CHILDE - lies about knowing how to use chopsticks until it’s sushi as the first date. bites on your lips when they’re chapped and acts like he doesn’t lick them because it tastes of strawberry. drops his fork in restaurants on purpose to make you feed him. has a diary of love poetry for you that his siblings found underneath sofa pillows. shutting each other up by kisses. running hugs that seem to make the whole world be forgotten. benches that creek more than normal under his weight when you’re wrapping up his wounds. convincing him that getting a perm is a terrible idea. passwords that are your birthday.

KAEYA - hums songs from your playlist. convinces your little brother that he’s secretly hugh jackman. hair that whips in your face when he gets too excited. making you not see his (real) smiles by turning to kiss you. pulling out ear buds to peck you “goodbye”. fake sleeping in the car when he’s on shotgun so you’ll carry him bridal-style home. making sure his alarm doesn't wake you up. photo albums of the way you laugh and has an explanation on why they should all take up storage. failed sketches of you that albedo asks if it’s supposed to be a horse. klee asking you to become her aunty because you make kaeya’s smile dimples.

ALBEDO - replies with way too many compliments on classroom discussion board posts you’ve written at 1 AM. klee finding sketches of you around the house and recognizing you when at the park. rehearsed conversations with kaeya even though his apartment neighbors can hear through paper thin walls. heart stopping when you call on him to read the next paragraph. stumbling over phrases at his final presentation when you offer him a thumbs-up. running to your side when he hears that you might need pencil lead that he oh-so-conveniently has. asking your best friend if you prefer coffee or ocean sunsets. signing up for the school musical-play after you do even if he can’t survive karaoke.

ZHONGLI - makes childe donate money to him because he wants to impress you with the oh-so-little change in his bank account (and doesn’t work when you’re now laughing about the check bouncing). responding to texts with periods and punctuation. hugging you when he needs to ignore paperwork for a while. calls because a rock reminds him of you. complains about someone in the funeral parlor acting like a gemini. makes pinterest boards. two photos on instagram and they’re both blurry pictures of you. refills your pen ink even if you mention it being the slightest bit sloppy. stares at you across the room and gets caught by the professor too often.

XIAO - smuggling snacks into the library because you got hungry while studying. cries when your younger brother and him don’t necessarily get along. strategizes on how he can convince your older sister to write him a letter of recommendation for your dad’s approval. kisses you with inexperience but confidence that you’re the one. convinces you to look at untied shoelaces before kissing your forehead. only wears the sport shoes you bought him two years ago to track practice. asking you to drive him at 2 AM to Taco Bell because it’s really just an excuse to see you. catching him sketching in notebooks if it’d look nicer when he takes your last name.

DILUC - telling him to loosen his steps when you’re dancing at midnight. shared breath mints from Costco. stealing the blanket at night and offers you his morning voice in return. learns morse code to spell out “i l-o-v-e y-o-u”. pays for your premium quizlet account. tells you his Netflix password. buying boots without that high of a heel so you’ll have an easier time kissing him. stops snoring so loudly when you complain about it. kicks kaeya’s seat aggressively when kaeya calls shotgun while you drive.

hello! if requests are open, cld i request smth with kaeya? maybe hes been his usual self and kinda bratty all day trying to get on your nerves because he wants you to snap and fully break him down and rail him until he cant think🤤if you dont do dom reader then u can disregard this! either way im loving ur writing already!🤍

HI I LOVE DOM READER SO THIS JSUT MADE ME GO-

Hope you don’t mind but I made it ambiguous as to whether reader has a dick or strapon, so let your imagination go wild~ (I also added some overstimulation for extra spice 👀)

[NSFW] Brat!Kaeya being tamed by Dom!GN!Reader

Oh you are going to have fun with this one.

If you think you do well with brats and taming them- Well, you’re about to get a whole new challenge with Kaeya.

He’s the type to go full on exhibitionist with you- Straight up fondling you while eating dinner at Good Hunter, smacking your ass passing you in the Favonius HQ, whispering naughty words in your ear while standing under the statue of Barbatos...While the Sister is practically right next to you.

He does it all in the name of getting property railed, and boy do you deliver.

You let him think he’s won as you drag him back to your shared home- He’s got this triumphant smirk on those pretty lips when you slam the door shut and shove him against it, and it isn’t long before you’re claiming them for your own.

He’s shameless with his moans. Kaeya makes sure you know exactly what you’re doing to him, whether or not he’s been a brat all day. What can he say? He loves you, despite all the pretenses, and he loves how you make him feel.

He’s under the impression this is going to be just like any other session- Ones where you fuck him fast and rough, leaving bruises in your wake, lips red and swollen after every encounter. He loves the feeling of being sore the day after, an ever constant reminder of the power you hold over him and his body behind closed doors…

Buuut he’s still going to be a brat today it seems, because he chances another smack at your ass, and that has you growling in frustration. You need to punish him tonight, it seems, and you drag him to the bedroom to do just that…

It’s been hours now, and Kaeya thinks he can’t possibly take anymore.

The bedsheets are ruined with his cum- He’s lost count of how many times it’s been, each orgasm crossing the threshold of pleasure and right into pain after the third. You were relentless, though, and kept slamming into his ass with reckless abandon, hand firm around his cock as you kept stroking in a just as quick pace. You leaned over his back, since he was on his knees, and bit his ear, earning you another loud whimper.

“What’s wrong, honey? I thought you wanted this? Wanted to cum? Well, now you can cum all you want, since you were so insistent on it all day today!” You teased and mocked, only getting spurred on harder by Kaeya’s unintelligible babbling. You were clear on having a safeword and safe tap, should words fail him like this- So far, he hasn’t used either, so you kept going.

He rocked back against each slap of your hips together, cumming without warning for what he thinks is the sixth time tonight. Fortunately for Kaeya, or unfortunately depending on how you look at it, it wouldn’t be his last. At least, it was far from it if the insistent and constant thrusts from you were any indication.

It was going to be a long night. The Quartermaster might need to call out of work tomorrow...

Happy pride month to the tiny cowboy and tiny Trojan man from Night at the Museum

fluff with diluc and a male reader who’s an ice skater? maybe the reader teaches him how to skate? :>

Of course bestie! <3

This is the first thing I've done for Diluc in a long while

Pairings; Diluc x reader

Warning(s); I don't use pronouns so this isn't necessarily gendered, you have a cyro vision

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It's finally that time of the year where the lakes of Mondstat freeze over for the refreshingly cold winter. Your cyro vision buzzes happily at your hip as you surround yourself with your element. If it weren't for your doting partner you most likely would be wearing similar things to what you would wear in the summer. The cold breeze and soft crunches of snow is what truly makes you feel at ease.

Your partner on the other hand? He's not doing so hot. Which is ironic considering he has a pyro vision strapped to his own hip. Diluc only wears an extra layer of fluff under his normal clothes, but the chattering of teeth and hot aura around him tells you that the extra fluff really doesn't help. If Diluc didn't have to leave the Dawn over the winter, he would not. But he can't say no to you as you ask him to come out and skate with you for the billionth time.

"Diluc baby, you're going to have to stop using your vision otherwise you'll melt the ice" you tell him gesturing to the small patch of thawed snow beneath his feet. The man huffs a little and pouts as he stops covering himself with the warmth of his element. "Okay now take my hand" you tell him offering your hand out to him. He hesitates.

"What if I fall?" he asks hovering his hand a few inches above yours. You smile warmly at him.

"If you fall I'll help you up and kiss you better" you reply waiting for your partner to close the space between your hands.

"That doesn't sound too bad" he says lightly before connecting your hands with his. You smile at him again and lead him off of the snow and onto the ice.

You spend the next half hour with Diluc holding tightly onto your arm as you talk him through the movements of how to skate. And before he knows it he's getting onto his own two feet and wobbly skating about the pond. As he stumbles on the ice you hum happily while skating about the pond. You briefly notice Diluc stop skating and attempting to hold his balance in attempt to watch you gracefully glide about the area. You stop skating in front of Diluc a smile upon your face.

"You look so in your element" he tells you reaching out and taking your hand. One of those rare, lovesick smiles rest happily on his face. You smile at him and squeeze his hand.

"Ironic that" you jest the feeling of your cyro vision pulses happily at its mention, "I'm so happy that you came out with me today" you tell him with a peck on the cheek. Diluc nods and squeezes your hand again.

"Me too, seeing you so happy makes me feel all fuzzy" he confesses moving his arms around you slow enough for his body to not slip on the ice so eventually he does embrace you. You giggle at him and pepper his face with kisses. Dilucs face goes red in embarrassment from your love and his confession.

"You're too cute" you tell him between kisses "C'mon lets get you inside and warmed up okay babe?" you ask slowly breaking the hug and leading him back inside.

The two of you huddle up on the couch in front of the fire, Diluc's face is happily buried in your hair. You feel Diluc's lips upturn in a smile as you tell him about the skating competitions you've been to, the time you taught the younger kids in your village how to skate.

You recount the year you received your vision, leaving out the more angsty details, you tell Diluc about how the vision reignited your love for the ice. So much so you often found yourself freezing small ponds just to skate.

If you could share more winters with Diluc just for the skating and the cosying up with him you would.

And hopefully you can.

Heyyy :) I was wondering if I could request a Diluc x gn reader where Diluc sees readers OLD self harm scars while they are like doing the dishes or sumn. Totally no pressure or anything, and I’m sorry if this makes you uncomfortable

^ anon, you should be very proud of yourself for overcoming your self-harm. No one but you can understand what it took for you to get to where you are. I don’t know what went on or what’s happening with you now, I just hope that you are happy and doing things that keep you safe!

If you read this, and you need a reminder -> please know that there are so many ways to deal with the pain - some can be helpful, and some (while seeming helpful) can be harmful. I’m not qualified to tell you what to do, all I can tell you is that you have more capabilities to overcome something than you know - be proud of your growth and keep fighting every day 💗💗

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Warning -> mentions of past self-harm (potential trigger warning!), hurt, anxiety 

Includes: Diluc

Character x GN reader  |  Anthology

(potential trigger warning)*

Diluc always wondered why you wore clothes that covered your arms, and, even on hot days, you wore things that would completely cover you. He also was prone to wearing long clothes, so he didn’t pay too much attention to it, really - maybe you were cold?

The first time he caught a glimpse of your arms was when you were helping clear out the weeds around the vineyard. You had pulled your sleeve up your arm and wiped the sweat from your forehead 

He’d seen scars on people - especially those in the adventurers guild or the knight's order, but yours seems to be strange. They were uniform and only on one side of your arm instead of places where a normal blade might cut 

The second time he saw them you were helping out the owners of the Floral Whisper. They were trying to set up their displays for the day and had grabbed you as you walked by. Again, he noticed the scars, but this time on your other arm - their same strangely uniform placement 

The third time - he asked you about them 

“Hey, I’ve almost got all of this put-away, can you let them know they should be ready in a few minutes.” You lifted the final crate of wine bottles onto the cart and slid them against the others. There was a satisfying sound as they slipped into place. 

The warm sun had started to heat up your shirt and you wanted to cool off. You made your way to the back of the winery and pumped the water from the reservoir. The cold water felt good on your hands. Slowly, you rolled up your sleeves before you cupped the water in your palms and threw it over your face. It was so refreshing, especially after all the work you got done that morning. 

“Dang it.” You expressed, your eyes closed and filled with water. You had forgotten to grab a towel, and even though you could brush the water from your face, you wished there was a way to dry off. 

“Here.” You hear a voice next to you and feel fabric rub against your face. 

“Ah, thanks!” You take the towel in your hands and dab the water off your skin, your neck, and your arms. “Oh, I thought that was you, Diluc.” 

“I saw you head this way.” 

“Yeah, I needed to cool off. Thanks for this.” You gesture with the towel before draping it over the spigot. You were about to head back to make sure everything was in order when he grabbed onto your wrist. “Uh?” 

“I’ve noticed these several times now, and I am curious as to how you got them.” He held your wrist up to the sunlight, and your stomach drops. 

Desperately, you try to come up with an excuse. “Oh … uh, these are from fighting slimes by the river.” 

“You know I can’t believe that.” He doesn’t let go of your wrist. 

You wish he would just leave it alone. You pry his fingers from you and quickly pull down your sleeves. “Just don’t worry about it. It’s not that big of a deal.” 

“Then why are you lying to me?” His eyes bore into you, they are heavy and you wonder why there isn’t more air outside. 

“I’m … not really. It’s just you don’t need to concern yourself.” You try to play it off. You let out a little laugh as if it really is just a simple thing. 

“Fine.” His tone is sharp and you knew your attempt to lighten the mood failed. He walks off and the pit in your stomach grows bigger. You chase after him. When you catch up you place your hands against his chest and stop him from moving. The two of you stand by the rock barrier separating the winery from the road. 

“Hold on … I know you’re irritated.” 

“Why would I be? This doesn’t concern me, does it.” Again, his words hit your heart and sink into the dark pit. 

“I’m sorry. It’s just, I haven’t talked about this with anyone in a long time. I didn’t think …” you’re trying to find the words to explain, it’s all just very hard. 

“You didn’t think I could care?” 

“No …” 

“You didn’t think I would understand?” 

“No, I don’t know. Hold on.” You push your hands against his chest to press the point you need him to stop. “Look, I want to explain to you, but you have to know that this was something I did a long time ago. I don’t … I don’t do this now.” 

He just stares at you. 

“A long time ago I was really struggling. I needed to figure out some things and it was all just so much to bear. So,” You roll up your sleeves and show him your arms. The light warms your skin and reminds you that these scars, while always there, had healed a long time ago. “I felt like this was the only thing that alleviated everything that was building up. Like they released the hurt. Do you understand?” 

You look at him with a pained expression. You want him to understand you. You want him to see that you are better now and that these things don’t define you. When he doesn’t say anything you return your gaze to your arms and back to the scars. 

When you see Diluc’s hands covering them, you look back at his face. He is giving you such a soft, compassionate expression. 

“I know what it feels like to be in pain. To want to block it all out and find some way to break through it. I understand.” He tracks your gaze as he speaks, if you look down, he dips his head, if you look away he pulls you back. “Thank you, for telling me.” 

“Mhm,” you respond, giving him a small smile. 

“And you don’t feel the need to do this anymore?” 

“No. Like I said, I found other ways to cope.” 

“Good.” He wrapped you in his arms, not caring at this moment if others saw you. He just wanted you to know you weren’t alone. 

“I will be here if things ever become painful again. Don’t forget that.” 

“I won’t. Thank you, Diluc.” 

Now that he knows, he doesn’t pay them any attention. He doesn’t linger on them, he doesn’t kiss them more than he would any other part of your body

He doesn’t bring them up

He doesn’t want you to feel reminded of your past, instead, he wants you to look forward to your future

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That’s how you talk to the 🎀𝓑𝓻𝓸𝓼🎀

OC/canon and selfships are good y’all are just scared of having fun

childe scenario – after the golden house

you, an ex-fatui executive, decide against your better judgment and tend to the wounds of the near-dead 11th harbinger following his duel at the golden house.  spoilers for the 1.1 archon quest.

gender-neutral reader.  enemies to lovers  soft spot syndrome.  sfw, but contains mentions of blood/injury.  also childe briefly in foul legacy armor.  canon-divergence.  2669 words (nice).  

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childe scenario – foul legacy

childe x gender-neutral reader.  angst and nsfw/smut.  2.4k words.  canon divergence: reader is in place of the traveler plus other plot points. warnings: rough/unprotected sex, choking, biting, overstim. 

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Dragon Zhongli!

This was actually my first ask I got before I moved from the other blog to this one! How awesome!! Thank you so much anon! This got lost in the drafts though...How embarrassing :)

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Zhongli can change forms whenever he wants, he’s taken on the form of an old man, a young woman, a huge dragon, he can be anything he wants!

But sometimes, being a small dragon...is fun, relaxing and self indulgent for him. If you’re ok with it he’d love to just shift forms to take a nap on your lap or chest, leeching your warmth and listening to your heartbeat while he rests

He’d love to curl up inside your shirt too, not in a sexual way at all just to be close to you and leech warmth off of you

If you scratch at the scales on his neck or back he may even purr :0 not like cat purrs, it’s more like tiny sighs but it counts dammit!!

He’ll lay over your shoulders around your neck while you read so he can read with you! And when you go to sip your tea, he’ll dunk his lil head in there to steal a gulp or two

Being small is fun because he can cause a little chaos...as a treat <3

He is still very much himself, you can see it in his eyes and the way he moves around. It doesn’t matter what form he takes, he’ll still always look at you with pure love and adoration