GENSHIN + WHERE HE LIKES TO FINISH

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YANDERE KAMISATO AYATO

Summary: You are in an affair with the head of the kamisato clan, unwillingly.

Warning: May contain triggering content, implied sexual relationship, non-consensual touching, ayato being manipulative- the poor reader is stressed.

The headquarters of the Yashiro commission wasn't by far the most unlikeable place on teyvat.

It held some horrible recollections for the young lady sipping her warm tea at a table, apprehensive, and nervously pressing her lips into a thin line, glancing towards the male present with her, on the other side, eyeing her with what she presumes could be inquisitiveness. She anxiously swallows the bitter beverage, comprehending her next choice of speech.

However, every time she catches a glimpse of him, it's like she doesn't recognize what she was to say. It's the way he looks at her as if he's aware of whatever is fiddling inside that small head of hers, crushing down her meek defences and examining her core nature, then shaming her with his eyes alone.

Ultimately, she decides to remain quiet for fear of saying something she shouldn't and then silently lament it in the future. Instead, pondering when they met. She's a married woman, with no child, a husband who is very much overprotective of her, for good purposes.

The man abruptly leaned forward, and she snips off her reminiscence, stiffly perceiving his upper body, momentarily peeking at his equitable expression, and then dragging it onto the floating liquid in a cup.

"Thanks for joining me for tea on such short notice, I've been thinking about you a lot lately." He confessed, she feebly drew in a soft breath, making herself appear like she was in deep thoughts, but she wouldn't know how believable she seemed.

He resumed.

"I've missed you much. How have you been? Last I saw, you appeared quite happy."

Was he mocking her? When they met, she went all out needing to avoid him, what they did, was nothing more than a grave mistake. Something she'd appreciate being left behind and forgotten, to save her skin and sanity, yes, but, what more can she do to ease the burden of guilt.

She averts her gaze, preparing to answer.

"I'm fine. Just feeling a little under the weather I suppose..." She muttered, shyly deterring her eyes when the look he formulated made her stomach churn. She felt like she was being peeled by the skin.

"I see." He responded.

Subconsciously, her hand reached out to her belly, sensitively grasping it. He noticed.

"Is something the matter? You are very incommunicative today." He said, narrowing his eyes and slightly lifting his chin, she chokes on her word, startling herself and recoiling from the chagrin. Hesitantly connecting eyes, the urge to rend it away was consistent, nervously fidgeting unbeknownst to her worked up brain.

"Yes- I'm good, um... Just thinking about my husband." She untruthfully replied he heeded, said nought in return.

"Is it related to us?" He implored after an uneasy moment of lull and cognition, her shoulders mildly tough up. He noticed that as well.

"Not quite, but yes." She lied.

"Are you worried he will find out about us?" He asked once again, intrigued and somewhat, blissful.

"I wouldn't want him to, but if he does, and he doesn't want to be associated with me anymore, then it is alright. I've been an unfaithful wife." She muttered. His eyes dimmed a little, and he loosened his rigid posture, indulging in grim thoughts.

"And say, if you had the chance to re-marry, would you?" That tricked her mind, she visibly made a nonplused presentation on her face, puzzled but knowing his true intentions behind an indifferent, humane facade.

"I'm not sure about that." She mumbled.

Immediately, she added with an urgency in her voice, "I... need to go now, thank you for having me." He nodded, looking at her then, he stifled a smile.

"You needn't." He retorted.

Stopping the woman in her tracks, wordlessly questioning his intentions, her back turned and face away from his prying vision, he confirmed, "you mustn't leave. Please rest for a while longer." He finished, oddly his face did not compliment his tone. Instantly, buzzing all red alarms in her head.

She stared, wishing to ask, decided to keep quiet.

"You forgot to tell me one crucial thing." He said as he rose to his full height, approaching and closing the distance, the gap between their bodies small and insignificant. She slowly advanced backwards, her gaze trained on him.

"You are with my child, inside of you." He whispered with a grin, she stopped, her fingers loosely clenched and shallow breaths unable to reach her lungs. "How could you keep such a thing from me?" Gently he snaked his hand around her waist, his other, resting and steadily caressing her abdomen.

"If you try anything. It won't end well." He suddenly threatened upon nearing in on her body, leaning towards her ear. She didn't say anything.

He took the time to swiftly arrange her imprisonment.

"Maids! Take her inside and see she rests well, she isn't to leave without me." He sternly instructed, his dominant hand gripping her tight. Voicelessly, demanding her to move along soundly.

"I'll be back shortly. You rest up till then." He smiled, softly stroking her cheek, and then letting his hold unfasten. She looked down, obediently allowing the maidens to drag her inside.

Ayato watched.

Slowly turning on his heels to flee, to make sure someone in her life doesn't reap the likelihood to encounter her again.

Then, her name wouldn't need to be dirted and dishonoured.

#SOMEONE WALKS IN ON YOU !

;feat. xiao, scaramouche, gorou, + zhongli/afab!reader

;contents. nudity, both suggestive scenes and explicit scenes, protective men heart eyes

a/n. HOPE U ENJOY

all characters presumed to be 18+. minors do not interact.

requests are open!

! XIAO

the cool water felt refreshing on your sweaty, overheated skin. you couldn't help but sigh happily as you felt all the grime vanish after the long, grueling commission you had been on.

"aren't you going to wash up, xiao?" you called to the adeptus who sat on a rock nearby, looking incredibly bored.

"i will later," he mumbled in response, chin resting on his hand.

"but you're so dirty!" you teased, rising to your feet to step back onto the shore.

your boyfriend scoffed, a hint of a smile on his lips as he watched you towel off, "you think i actually worked up a sweat over some hilichurls?"

you giggled, opening your mouth to retort before the rustle of some nearby brush had you freezing, head snapping in the direction just as a man emerged with a fishing pole slung over his shoulder.

in an almost terrifying flash, xiao was in front of you wrapping your nude body in the towel before casting a glare over his shoulder. his body was tense as he held you against his chest, every instinct in his body telling him to protect you.

the man flushed red at the sight and scrambled to leave while throwing apologies along the way.

"stupid mortals," he spat under his breath before releasing you from his hold, "hurry up and get dressed already..."

you hurried to do as you were told, unable to deny the way his actions had made your heart race in your chest.

! SCARAMOUCHE

"turn," while his voice and demeanor is anything but kind and sweet, you could tell by the way his eyes were glued onto every lovely curve of your body that he was enthralled, "does it fit okay?"

"yeah, it's comfortable," you breathe, snapping the straps of your bra before shrugging your shoulders, "i like it!"

"excellent," he breathes, turning to pick up another set he had picked out.

you reached behind you and unclipped the bra, letting it fall down your arms before placing it aside. he turned back to you, meeting your gaze for a split second before removing the new bra from the hanger.

as he stepped up to you, the door flew open, slamming against the wall. you squealed, wide eyed watching the agent stand there panting.

scaramouche, with his ever fast reflexes, wrapped his arm around your chest, shielding your bare breasts from the unwelcome eyes.

"m-my apologies..." the agent whispered, standing up straight at the sight before him.

"close to door," scaramouche's voice was eerily calm and devoid of emotion, making your own anxiety spike, "don't even think about going anywhere."

"y-yes sir," the agent stepped out, shutting the door behind him as he did.

you glanced up at your lover who had his eyes glued to the door. he continued to hold you against him, covering your vulnerable body even from his own view and you let him, leaning into his chest until he decided to let you go.

and you knew that that would be the last mistake that agent would ever make.

! GOROU

after tireless days away from one another, he finally had the chance to have you underneath him again. and although it wasn't the most ideal, you couldn't deny how much you missed being pinned down with your cunt stuffed full of his thick cock.

"m-missed this so much, missed you so much," he whined, face buried in your neck.

"l-love you so much!" you cry, fingers tangling in his unruly hair, making him groan.

neither of you noticed the two swift knocks on the door until it swung open. gorou shot straight up, eyes eyes meeting the equally startled gaze of the subordinate.

"g-general sir....i...." the flustered man clears his throat before his gaze flicks to you.

a growl broke from gorou's chest before he was covering your exposed body with a nearby blanket. intent on hiding your vulnerable body from the unwelcome eyes.

"keep your eyes to yourself! that's an order! now leave!" gorou's voice reverberated around the room, making the man jump before he spat out a hasty 'yes sir'.

the slam of the door signified his exit and gorou slumped against you, ears pinned to his chest.

"do you think it's important? do you need to go?" you ask softly, wrapping your arms around his neck.

he shakes his head, meeting your gaze, "this is my leave, i don't have to do anything..."

you were surprised when he slowly started his pace up again but you weren't going to complain when it felt so good knowing you were under your handsome, protective lover.

! ZHONGLI

it wasn't by any means unusual for you to find yourself needy and pawing at your beloved right in the living room of zhongli's house. it wasn't like the man had a plethora of people who privately sought him out when he wasn't at work.

he sat back, hands on your hips for support as you lost yourself on him. his long, fat cock hitting every deliciously pleasurable spot inside you making your brain short-circuit. your pretty body was completely bare as opposed to his fully clothed self, perfect tits cupped in your hands and bouncing freely with your every movement.

you cried his name, head tossed back all while he watched you hump, grinding your clit against him every time. you were leaking, drooling down his cock and making a mess of his pants but he didn't care — this was all for you, he would let you use him until the end of time.

you were so lost in him that you didn't even notice the door opening or the glare zhongli tossed over your shoulder at the intruder. it was cold and cutting, causing the person to freeze where they stood. it was hard to miss you or even pretend like they didn't know what they walked in on.

he tugged you down against his chest to hide your face and breasts from view. his hand cupped around the nape of your neck as you started cum, sobbing and squealing into his chest — completely unaware of the unbridled rage brewing within him as the unwelcome visitor had a firsthand view of you expressing pleasure only he was supposed to see.

@xiax // do not modify or repost

Necessity | Yan!Scaramouche x Reader

Content warning: Yandere and dark themes, implied kidnapping.

I think Scaramouche would be cruel to you. Very cruel.

I also think that out of all of them, no one craves love like he does. Seeing you be kind to others stirs something in him. A want, a longing, an inexplicable ache that devours him completely.

When he falls for you, he falls hard. And just like light blinds the eyes of those who spend so much time in darkness, it's not pleasant to him, it doesn't bring him any peace or comfort.

It makes him greedy for your attention, not out of a desire to derive pleasure from it, but as a necessity. As if he had finally noticed he was a drowning man and you the opportunity made flesh to rise to the surface and breathe.

That suddenness is what messes him up. All that light that irradiates from you? He wants it all for himself. He wants you to nurture him, to care for him, to love him, and no one else. He doesn't want to wait, nor does he have any inclination to share you with the rest of the world. There is love in you, and it should be his.

You may feel compassion for that dark, sad creature, but love can never blossom in a cage, however magnificent it may be.

And that's where his cruelty comes from, a fatal flaw, a rage at what he is being deprived of. That very thing he's seen you give to others so freely.

Suit yourself then. Burn away to nothing and deny him whatever ashes are left of you if that's what you want.

He won't let you go.

• Breeding kink •

Characters: Ayato, Gorou, Kazuha and Scaramouche [separately] x Fem!Reader

Warnings: Consensual sexual content ahead. Contains marking, biting, unprotected sex, breeding kink (duh), praising and swearing.

Art: @/chimwengweng

Kamisato Ayato 🧋

"Lift your hips for me, love" And a pillow was put under you.

Your eyebrows furrowed in pleasure as you felt Ayato getting even deeper inside of you.

"Good girl" His fingertips pressed against your lower belly to feel how deep he was and your whimpers made a smile form on his lips.

"Ayato..." You gasped his name softly when you felt you were close to your high once again that night. Your nails scratched the skin of his back, gaining a moan from your fiancé that grew fond of the tender pain he felt.

"You sound so angelic" He pressed a kiss against the corner of your lips. "I could almost believe you don't have such dirty thoughts running around your mind"

Truth is some lewd words left your lips in the heat of the moment and Ayato's doubts were answered.

"Do you still can take more?" You nodded frantically when you felt your body getting soft with another release.

"Yes, Ayato... Fill me up once again, please"

"Fuck, you're perfect" He said as he made his cum reach your cervix with his thrusts. "I can't wait to finally create life with you"

"I shall honor the surname I received from you"

Gorou 🐾

His breathing was uneasy as his movements became faster. Suddenly, Gorou felt the urge to not exit your walls by the time he reached his orgasm that night.

The feeling was carnal, instinctive. It made him feel almost ashamed.

His own body pressed yours against the mattress of your bed as his thrusts didn't falter one single time.

His ears were completely up, showing his alert state during such special moment. Meanwhile, his need was making his mind foggy - but not foggy enough - he still needed your consent.

"H-Hey babe" The words left his shivering lips. "Fuck... How can I say this?" He hadn't much more time to loose.

You caressed his hair with your fingers, smiling when his cheeks got red.

"Yes, Gorou?"

"Uh... I'm sorry, I'll just pull out" But your legs kept him inside you. "Babe?"

"I don't mind taking this risk with you"

"Are you... Sure?" His question was nothing more than a plead that you fulfilled gladly.

Your climaxes arrived at the same time. Gorou's teeth sank into your shoulder as his essence reached your deepest points.

A single tear left your eye as you felt a lingering pain on the flesh of your shoulder, but soon only pleasure was left.

"This felt s-so good" You heard his soft voice once he had separated from you.

"You didn’t have to control your desires for so long. I'll always tend to them"

"So I guess we're now trying for a puppy"

"A baby, Gorou"

"A puppy :)"

Kaedehara Kazuha 🍁

His kisses were sweet and his touches were delicate - two details that didn't really fit with the lust you both felt in that moment.

Your legs were trembling on his shoulders and your breath hitched every time he bottomed out inside you.

"You look so pure... So beautiful" He praised you with devotion. "You take me so well"

You squeezed his hand as a way to show affection since you could barely say anything. Only little sounds left your lips.

Some more minutes passed with your boyfriend worshipping your body and making sure to love you properly.

For the first time that night, you whispered to him you were close to your climax and that was when his thrusts became faster due the adrenalin that runned through his veins.

"Give it all to me, love" And your body obeyed him. The constant squeezing of your walls made him finally come inside you.

A cute moan made its way out of his lips while his seed reached your womb.

Even though Kazuha was still inside you, some of his cum spilled to the bedsheets, what caused a smirk to form on his lips.

"I might have to fill you up once again"

Scaramouche ⚡

"You're mine" Was what he said before another round started. "I hope you know who you belong to by the end of this night"

Perhaps making Scaramouche riled up enough was the best choice to get to explore another side of his.

"I can still taste you on my lips" You whispered in his ears at some point, making his pupils dilated and his grip on your hips became thight, almost bruising your flesh.

"You provoked me on purpose. Such a dirty move of yours, uh?" You felt a slap on the side of your thigh and a moan left your lips unconsciously.

"Mark me as yours once again" You gasped. "I deserve some kind of punishment, right?"

Your line triggered something inside him. His movements became harsher and faster as he abused the skin of your neck and collarbones with dark purple hickeys.

His finger brushed against your clit vigorously, making you feel almost weak with the stimulation. And so soon, another orgasm arrived, making you melt under him.

You barely felt the warmth of his cum entering your womb, yet the sensation of being complete soon filled you.

"You better not waste a single drop of it" Scaramouche teased you before getting by your side on the bed.

"If I waste it... Will you fill me up again?" That caught him off guard.

"I can fill you up until your body has no other choice than giving us a kid. Sounds good?"

"Allow me to provoke you more often, then"

Chief Alchemist

You had traveled to Dragonspine to work under Albedo as an assistant, since his official assistant was not available at the moment. You were already confident in your abilities when it came to alchemy, but decided that it would be beneficial twork under the Chief Alchemist of the Knights of Favonius. You were still amazed at the fact that Albedo had given you the opportunity to work with him, but you definitely weren’t gonna sit on your ass the entire time, that’s for sure. 

You knew dragonspine was gonna be cold, but you didn’t realize just how cold. Luckily, you had brought your own homemade potions that were specifically made to warm the human body. That way, your outfit didn’t need to be covered up by a huge fur coat. You still had one in your suitcase, though, just in case. You used your map to guide you, making sure to be quick on your feet so as to not attract attention from monsters. Soon enough, you were close enough to see his camp, quickening your pace. 

Once you were finally at the site, you couldn’t help but stare in amazement. There were bits of research everywhere around you, valuable information there at your disposal. Albedo was writing things down on his clipboard before turning to look at you. 

“ Oh, you’ve arrived. You’re dressed rather lighty. Would you like a fur coat? “ He put the clipboard down on the table he was close to. 

“ No, that won’t be necessary. I brought my own potions to help with the cold. “ 

“ Potions? Do you specialize in them? “ His eyes widened curiously. You felt that if he were a dog or cat of somesort, his tail and ears would have perked up. 

“ Yeah, I’ve been studying it ever since I had the resources. Where can I put my things? “ 

“ That very dedication must’ve been what brought us together today, then. You can put your things inside of my tent, it isn’t very far from here. You’ll be staying there with me for the next few  days. “ 

You nodded, placing your suitcase near a chalkboard. “ I’ll leave my things here for right now then. I’ve heard your research has recently been revolving around ways to affect the human body, yes? “ 

“ Yes, I’ll inform you about what I need you to do. Are there any tools here you aren’t familiar with? “ He gestured to a small table on wheels with various tools, but you were familiar with them. 

“ I can’t say I’ve used everything here before, but I know all their uses. I hope that won’t be any trouble for you. “ He adjusted his gloves, grabbing his clipboard and pencil. 

“ Don’t worry, it won’t be much of a problem. I’ll bring you up to speed; I’ve been studying the human genitalia, both male and female. This experiment is mostly for monetary purposes, since I’m cooperating with an organization that deals with escorts legally. In short, I’m making both lubricant and potions designed to make humans sensitive to sexual pleasure and more aroused. “ He stared down at his clipboard, then back up at you. “ I believe that your knowledge of potions and how they’re capable of affecting the human body will be of use for this experiment. “

You were taken aback at first, especially since this was the last thing you had expected the experiment to be about. “ Hm… Well, I think it shouldn’t be very hard. “ You walked up to the chalkboard, where Albedo had sketched out a male and female body, including the reproductive organs. You didn’t plan on doing this sort of thing when you got here, but you figured you could learn a thing or two. “ For the sensitivity aspect, I think we should study the most sensitive parts of the genitalia… And how we can replicate that sensitivity for the rest of the genital. “ You turned back to look at him. “ Judging by the fact that you aren’t writing anything, you’ve come to this conclusion already. Have you looked into the matter? “ 

“ Yes, I have. I didn’t pursue it for very long, though. Since the reason for the clitoris and head of the penis’ sensitivity is because of the number of nerve endings it has, we can’t replicate that through lubricant or potions at all. What we can do, however, is study what sensations the human body is specifically sensitive to, like the cold. “ 

“ I assumed that’d be the case. For lubricant, I feel as if something that is hot or cold will be sufficient depending on what the user prefers. We could harvest whopperflowers and manipulate it as an ingredient so it won’t be too hot or cold as to harm the user, but instead to make them sensitive to the foreign sensation. I know of a few people who have farms specifically made to attract these creatures so that they can not only be harvested, but also reproduced, along with other monsters. “ 

“ Hm… yes, this does sound favorable. I actually have the remains of a cryo whopperflower stored away somewhere. We could use that for the test runs. “ 

“ Alright then. How would we change those parts to control the intensity, though? Perhaps some numbing medication mixed in could work, no? “ 

“ We’ll have to be cautious about the amount we add. Temperature does indeed have an affect on the male genitalia, I’ve run multiple experiments to test that theory. I’ll need to find a female subject to test as well, though. “ He tapped his pencil onto his clipboard. “ Perhaps the Adventurer’s Guild could arrange that for me. “ 

“ That won’t be necessary. I’d be willing to test out your theory during my stay here. I feel that I could explain symptoms in a way you could understand as well. “ You looked at the chalkboard, then back at him. “ I have numbing medication in my case. One type is oral, the other would be applied to a wound in case of emergency. “ 

“ There’s no need for that, I have some stored away. I wouldn’t want you to use your personal items for this, anyway. You said you were willing to test it out, yeah? “ He put his clipboard and pencil aside again. 

“ Yes, you just need to tell me when. “ 

“ Would… right now be suitable? I came up with a lubricant an hour or two before you got here. It worked well on me, but my female counterpart is not only away, but probably wouldn’t be willing to be experimented on under any circumstances, so I wasn’t sure how it’d affect the female body. “ He walked over to one of his shelves, taking a labeled bottle that had a container similar to that of a shampoo bottle. 

You knew that he worked fast, but you never suspected that he’d be this quick with his work. 

“ Of course I can test it. Not here, though… Isn’t there somewhere a little less, how do I put it… Open? “ 

“ Would the tent be sufficient? I imagine that’s also one of the only places in Dragonspine where one could properly pleasure themselves. I prepared accordingly. “ 

“ Yeah, the tent is just fine… I’m assuming you’ll have to be present. “ Your cheeks flushed at the idea of Albedo watching you while you played with yourself. 

“ Naturally. Not only to record symptoms, but also to be there if anything wrong occurs. That isn’t very likely, though. Don’t worry too much about it. Come, I’ll take you to the tent. “ 

You nodded, grabbing your things and following after Albedo. He made sure to take a few sheets of paper to jot down the results. 

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It didn’t take too long to get to the tent. It was nearby, just as Albedo had told you. You walked in, surprised to see how nice it was inside. There was a bed and a couch inside, as well as a drawer and carpet among many other things. You imagined this is where Albedo slept, since most things seemed untouched. You put your suitcase down while Albedo turned to look at you. 

“ Please make yourself at home. I need you to be comfortable for the best results, afterall. “ He smiled at you, sitting down on the couch. 

“ Hm… I feel like the bed would be most comfortable for me. Is that okay? “ 

“ Of course. “ He watched you closely as you walked over to the bed, but stopped in front of it. 

“ That… means you’ll be watching me the entire time, doesn’t it? “ 

“ Not unless it affects your performance negatively. If you’d like, I could turn around and rely on audible cues, but it might make the results a bit more… unreliable, per say. “ 

“ It’s okay, I wouldn’t want to slow down the process. “ You began undressing, but paused when Albedo started walking over. He handed you the lubricant. 

“ You’re allowed to back out of this at any time, please don’t force yourself. “ You gave him a reassuring smile before he handed you the lubricant. “ Here you go. I’ll try not to get in the way. “ 

You placed the lubricant onto the night stand beside the bed before you continued undressing. You heard the bedsheets move while Albedo sat down. He needed to observe you closely, after all. You stayed with your back turned to him, starting by taking your shirt off teasingly slowly. You didn’t know why, but you didn’t want to be the only one getting aroused during this experiment.  You let your shirt fall to the ground, then slid your thumb underneath the hem of your pants, pulling them down to the floor and stepping out of them. You reached behind your back to unclasp your bra, letting the straps fall down your shoulders before letting it fall to the ground.  You slowly pulled down your panties, your face flushing a little. You couldn’t tell how Albedo was reacting to all of this, but your heart still skipped a beat with excitement at the thought that he was watching your every move. 

You turned around and reached for the lubricant before sitting down on the bed near the headboard, while Albedo was resting against the footboard. You spread your legs completely, making sure he could see everything. 

“ You need a view of everything, right? Does this work? “ 

“ Yes, that works just fine. I’m glad to see you’re taking your time. If you require my assistance, simply call out my name. “ You couldn’t help but smile at his statement, but you had to keep your eyes on the prize. 

You reached your hand down, sliding one of your fingers between your folds to reach your clit. You started off with small, quick circles. Your breathing started to fasten, but you weren’t exactly close yet. You planned on applying the lubricant once you were actually going to put your fingers inside, but you wanted to get in the mood first. It was growing increasingly difficult, though. You couldn’t help but notice his blue eyes as they stared at your figure, carefully examining every aspect of your actions and body.

The two of you made eye contact, but you quickly closed your eyes instead to play it off. You couldn’t help but imagine what it was like to feel his skin against yours. What would it feel like to have him above you, while he “assisted” you? Would he stare at you the same way? You opened your eyes again, grabbing the bottle of lubricant. You spread your lips before pouring it on your arousal, shivering at the harsh coldness. You put the bottle aside and reached back down, spreading the lube around your pussy evenly. You had never felt so sensitive to your own touch before, and while you touched yourself the only thing in your mind was Albedo. You felt so lewd about it, but you couldn’t help but wonder how exactly he tried the lubricant out himself. 

You put a finger inside you, covering your mouth to muffle your moans. Your eyes blurred for a moment, but when you regained focus, Albedo was right beside you. 

“ Please don’t hold back your voice, Y/N. My data won’t be accurate if you do so. “

You looked up at him while he reached out to move your hand. “ Oh, please don’t let me interrupt you. “ You could feel your face flush while you continued to finger yourself, slightly closing your thighs. Your eyes widened when you felt Albedo caress your thigh before pulling it toward him, spreading your thighs apart. 

“ Remember, I need to see all of you, okay? “ You couldn’t help but let out a quiet moan when you felt his touch. He patted your head, caressing the side of your cheek. “ Good job, you’re doing great. “

Somehow, you mindlessly moaned out for Albedo, and didn’t even realize it until you saw him lean close to you. 

“ Yes? Do you need my help? “ You shivered as you felt his hand trace down your back.

“ I-... I want you to hold me, please… “ He seemed surprised at this, but he didn’t hesitate. He scooted you forward by the small of your back before sitting behind you. He pulled you closer, making you sit between his legs. He wrapped his arms around your waist, resting his chin in the crook of your neck. 

“ Is this sufficient? “ You simply laid back against his chest, obeying his orders from before and continuing to finger yourself. You felt his hand trace down your stomach, which he rubbed ever so lovingly. 

“ Hm… are you sure there aren’t any other ways to help you? “ He rested his hand on your folds, smiling against the flesh of your neck. You took your other hand to lay on top of his, applying some pressure to push his fingers between your folds. He didn’t move his fingers, though, and simply watched you closely. 

“ Stop teasing me, ‘bedo… “ You rolled back your head to look at him, to which he smiled at you. 

“ I’m not teasing. If you want me to do something to you, I’ll need you to tell me what to do to you… Where to touch, how to touch you… I’m no magician, I can’t tell what’s on your mind. “ 

“ Just… Touch me damn it. I’m- I’m yours. Do what you want. “ 

“ Okay, I’ll be gentle with you. I have birth control in the lab, you’ll have to take some later. “ He kissed your neck, and soon began rubbing his fingers against your clit. He seemed dissatisfied, though, and pulled away from you, which earned him a whimper. He took off his gloves, putting them on the nightstand. He wrapped his left arm around your waist, using his right arm to touch your clit again. He made small, slow circles. It almost felt sensual. He soon pulled away from you again to stand up on the floor. He started undressing at a similar pace you had before. 

“ You know, it’s funny that you said I was teasing you. Especially considering the fact that you were trying to strip tease me earlier. “ He turned around so his back was facing you, looking over his shoulder. “ Like this, yeah? I won’t lie, though, I enjoyed watching you. I think I’ll enjoy being up close and personal more, though. “ He finally got his pants and boxers off and turned to look at you, finally naked. He crawled onto the bed, pulling you closer to him by your thighs. He pushed you onto your side, which confused you. 

“ Your thighs… put them together tightly, okay? “ 

“ Mm… okay? “ You obeyed, putting your thighs together tightly. Albedo grabbed the bottle of lube, pouring some onto his cock. He shivered, letting out a shaky breath while he started to jerk himself off to spread it. Once he thought he had spread it enough, he scooted closer to you on the bed. He lifted your leg, pulling you closer to sandwich his cock between your thighs. He held you in pace while he began pulling back, then thrusting. You occasionally let out quiet moans when you felt his length rub against your clit. Albedo reached down to grasp the bedsheets on either side of your head, leaning down to kiss your collarbone. Instead, he bit down when he felt your hand reach down to caress his tip when it went past your thighs. 

“ Your body is so soft and plush, I can’t wait to be inside of you. “ Your face went red at this, your thighs squeezing together. He began quickening his thrusts, sucking on your neck while doing so. He quickly turned you over to lay on your back, spreading your legs. He sat up and watched you carefully while he jerked himself off, letting out a hitched moan and cumming on your stomach. You wiped some of it off your stomach, licking it off your fingers while you made eye contact with Albedo. He turned red, his length still hard. 

“ I suppose… This is a more efficient way to test how well the lubricant works. “ He spread the lube against your arousal with his tip, making sure it was evenly coated. He saw the excitement in your face and pulled away. 

“ Hey! That isn’t- That isn’t fair. “ You frowned at him, but he simply smiled at you before laying on his stomach, his head between your thighs. 

“ I thought it’d be better if you came before I put it in… I’d like to see how you taste, too. “ He moved his arms, locking them around your thighs. He dragged you closer to him, which surprised you. 

“ ‘Bedo… I’m starting to think this is more than something just for the project. “ You decided to tease him a little, sliding your hand between his locks. He kissed your clit, making you both jump and moan in surprise. He held you in place, though. 

“ Oh, don’t be too much of a downer… Judging by just how wet you are, you don’t mind that this isn’t entirely for research, hm?” You sighed, simply looking around the room out of embarrassment. He wasn’t wrong whatsoever- You were enjoying every bit of this. 

You squirmed when you felt him sucking on your clit directly, but he simply gripped your thighs and held you in place. He kissed your clit before pulling his face away, looking up at you. 

“ Stop squirming or I won’t touch you at all… “ He leaned toward your inner thigh, littering kisses and hickeys on them. “ And that wouldn’t be very pleasurable for either of us, now would it? “ 

“ ‘M sorry… “ You caught your breath, reaching out to touch his hair again. He leaned against your touch, and then turned to kiss your hand. “ It’s okay. Just be good for me, alright? “ 

“ I’ll be good, I swear. Just… touch me, please. “ You heard Albedo let out a soft laugh before he kissed your clit somewhat sensually. He let go of your legs, one of his hands moving to put two of his fingers inside you. You let out a sigh of relief, glad that he was finally touching you. He put his other arm under you, his hand spread across the small of your back. 

He looked up at you, most likely to make sure you were okay, then started moving his fingers in and out of you at a slow, steady pace. You let out occasional moans, but you were mostly breathing heavily. You felt Albedo curl his fingers, hitting just the right spot. You wrapped your legs around his neck so that you wouldn’t squirm very much, but it was getting increasingly difficult. Then, it happened. You screamed out for Albedo as he started thrusting his fingers into you at a brutal pace, nibbling on your clit. You pulled on his hair, which made you surprised to hear him moan at this. He reached out to your other hand, continuing his abuse of your pussy. You could hear your wetness combined with the lube slapping against the rest of his hands and your folds. 

“ How lewd… You’re sopping wet. I can’t imagine the state you’ll be in when I… nevermind, you’ll find out soon enough. “ He cut himself off, making you curious about what he planned on saying. You didn’t have much time to think about it though, especially when you felt him set a faster pace. You reached to grab his wrist, but he swatted your hand away. He lapped at and sucked your clit again, making you cry out his name. 

“ Albedo, Albedo- wait- I’m gonna cum- “ Albedo didn’t show any mercy, continuing to attack your clit. You arched your back, pulling on his hair. He stared up at your face while he continued to finger you, even going out of his way to hit your g-spot after you came. 

“ Ah, wait- waitwaitwait- Please, Albedo- “ Your body stayed tense. You didn’t get the opportunity to come down from your high, especially when he continued to finger you mercilessly. It didn’t take very long for you to cum all over again. You let out a small sob of pleasure. You’ve overstimulated yourself on your own before, but your heightened sensitivity along with Albedo’s touch was a completely different experience. He pulled away from you, sitting up while he hooked your legs around his waist. 

“ Hm… It really does seem as if the lube makes you more sensitive. Or perhaps you’re just a little bit of a slut. That’s alright, though… I don’t mind. “ Your face went red at his statement. You felt humiliated, but part of that was what turned you on. 

“ I’m… I’m not a slut. If I’m a slut, you’re a fuckboy. “ Albedo’s eyes widened for a moment. He stared down at you, but he soon laughed. 

“ Don’t worry. I’ll make sure that I’ll live up to your expectations. “ Albedo grabbed his length, positioning the tip at your entrance before pushing himself inside of you. He leaned down toward you, placing his hands on either side of your head, smirking down at you when he noticed the pleasure in your expression. He started with slow, hard thrusts that pushed you into the bed every time he bottomed out inside of you. You hadn’t been expecting it to feel like this, but you weren’t gonna complain. “ I’ll make you my slut. I want to be the only one to see you in such a vulgar state. “ You just nodded, as if agreeing to his proposal. He soon started to speed up, letting out moans and whimpers himself. You clawed at his back restlessly, arching your back slightly. In response, Albedo angled himself so that he’d hit as deep as possible, then held you in place while he hammered into you. He brought one of his hands to your lower stomach, using his thumb to caress your clit. You were getting so close, and Albedo showed no signs of stopping again. 

“ Albedo- I’m… I’m close- “ Albedo brought his face away from your neck, licking and kissing your body until he got to one of your nipplies. He promptly proceeded to ravage your boob, licking and biting your nipple. Eventually, the pleasure was too much for you, and you were brought to your peak again. Albedo didn’t stop, though. Instead, he lifted his head to look at you when you sobbed out that “it was too much”. He paused, which confused you. 

“ Wait, no, no- I didn’t want you to stop… “ You wrapped your arms around his neck, kissing his cheeks, almost as if to make amends. He let out a sigh of relief. 

“ Just hang in there until I finish, okay? Be good for me. I know you can take it. “ He kissed you before pulling away to suck on your breast again, then started thrusting. His pace began slow and gentle, but it escalated back to the pace he had before. Your walls clenched around him, making him moan whenever you did so. He bit down onto your nipple, speeding up the pace of his thrusts before being completely still inside of you. He let out an unruly, long moan while he finally reached his release balls deep inside of you. Your thighs trembled and your back arched even more, your eyes rolling to the back of your head. He eventually let go of you, letting you fall onto the bed. He pulled out of you, watching his cum seep out of your hole when you clenched around nothing. You tried to desperately catch your breath, trying to relax. Something about this view just turned Albedo on, and you were surprised to see him jerking off his semi-hard cock to get it to full length again.

“ Wait- “ 

“ You’re so good for me, Y/N. You can take more, right? “ He caressed your inner thighs, making you shiver while he glared down at you. “ Tell me you can take more of me. “ 

“ I-... I can take more of you, Albedo. I promise… I promise I’ll be good, ‘kay? “ He smiled at this, hooking his hands under your legs and bringing them to your chest. He leaned onto your legs, making you bend awkwardly. You weren’t sure why he seemed to like this pose- Not until he thrusted inside of you, that is. Both you and him noticed just how deep inside of you he could get in this position, which was a pleasant surprise for Albedo. 

“ Hold onto your legs with your arms. Keep them in place for me, hm? “ You didn’t hesitate to obey, hooking your own hands under your legs to bring them closer to your body while he let go of them. You let your lower legs rest on his shoulders, looking at Albedo while he placed his hands at either side of your head. “ Good… You’re so good for me, Y/N. I’ll make sure you get your reward. “ Your head was fuzzy with pleasure, but you were still able to make out his praise. He started thrusting into you slowly, seeming to show you at least some sort of mercy. He stared down at you, smiling while he leaned down to kiss you. You didn’t resist at all, but you did bite down onto his lower lip when he suddenly went back to his monstrous pace all over again. You could tell that it was gonna be a few more rounds before he cut you some slack, especially when he came inside you and pulled out just to move you onto your stomach. You let out a weak moan when he pushed himself inside you again, his throbbing girth being ever so unforgiving. 

Fucking & Fighting

Synopsis: Play fighting with your archon boyfriend is something you should always assess the consequences of before doing.

A/N: Ok so if you're following me and you see this you'll know where it's from but for everyone else here's the post that gave me the idea to write this. (Yeah I write too much Venti smut what do you want from me??)

Disclaimer: This is afab reader x Venti. MDNI. brief mentions of being rough in this work.

"Windblume~" Venti's spirited voice echoed down the hall until it found your ears. You hear the call of your partner again followed by the faint sound of a door opening then immediately shutting quickly after.

You weren't exactly hiding. Of course not, you'd never hide from Venti. But the sound of his voice getting closer made your stomach churn with a sort of anticipation.

"Are you.. here??" Followed instantly by a disappointed sigh. A new door, only a couple feet away soon being shut as well.

It was pretty understandable. All the rooms in the mansion looked alike and it seemed Venti's elder brain had its moments of disorientation. His footsteps trekked ever closer and when he stopped in front of your door, you found yourself tugging the blankets up over your head. And yeah this wasn't something you did often. In fact you found yourself taking a back seat to reassess for a moment. But things had already fallen into motion by this point.

The familiar creak of your door welcomed a singsongy and oh giggly tune of, "Windblume~" followed by a faint noise of surprise. Affirming blink perhaps maybe even another gesture you couldn't quite see with this blanket on top of you. A click of the door's confirming shut ringing across the completely silent room.

A chuckle, then an overly dramatized sigh and, "Oh where oh where might my Windblume be today?" The clicks of his shoes across the hardwood grew louder and a little faster as he stopped just beside your bed grabbing your waist so suddenly that you gasped. The blanket flopped off your head as you jolted away from his touch.

"Found you." He muttered, grin impossibly bright.

"Ve-" You nearly bounce off the bed. Those same fingers once idle on your waist dig into your back. Your hips wriggling around till he receives a full joyous scream as you writhe in his hold.

He really is far stronger than he appears. His grip only growing tighter as you slip and slide along the sheets, kicking your feet with each new beg for release. At some point you twist around far enough in your mess of limbs to grab a pillow from the edge of the bed launching it at full speed. The hat once sat atop Venti's head quickly falling to the floor behind him. He pauses now, lips parted in awe and you almost apologize, that is until his hands yank the pillow clean from your hands whacking you far harder than you'd hit him.

"You little.." The bed huffs in agony as you crawl up to the headboard.

"No, wait! You started it!" Venti chokes as he's soon assaulted with a pillow, covering his head with the one he'd snatched from you earlier as you rapidly thwack him.

You momentarily stop, "No I didn't! You were tickling-"

In your moment of restraint he ceases the opportunity. Your legs suddenly wrenched from beneath you. The pillow in your arms and the one he'd been using as a shield falling to the ground as he crawls atop you. You don't miss a beat, bracing for what you assume will be his revenge. Shocked to instead find your wrists captured and quickly pinned above your head. Before you can react Venti's lips are slotting over yours. His thumbs so soothing against your warm skin. Yet still firm anytime you tried to free them.

"Venti.." You sigh into his mouth. Adjusting with him as he splays his legs on either sides of your waist. "Venti, I-"

His braids tickled your cheeks as you gaze into those darkening green/blue irises. The heat of it all feeling as though it were settling on every inch of your skin. His resolve broke, crumbling as he drew ever closer to you. Breath fanning the bridge of your nose.

"Someone's not wearing a bra." He whispered with a low hum. "Were you trying to tease me, Darling Windblume?"

"Is that why you decided to start a fight with me?" You giggle against his lips. "Cause you wanted to touch them?"

"Perhaps, or perhaps I just really felt like tickling you today."

"Pervert." You fake pout.

His laugh is breathy, gentle as the fingers running along the curve of your spine. He traps you in yet another kiss drifting his hands slowly upwards. Your shirt sliding up as they're pushed along by his wrists. You arch your back allowing for the warm fabric to fall away, revealing taut nipples just beneath. Your grin almost childish at the sparkle that glints in the corner of his eyes. Nothing he'd never seen before but that look and that deep shudder of a breath that escaped him never failed to excite you. In more ways than one.

He dips his head to trap your right nipple between his lips. The slick suction so quickly intense on one side while his free hand busied with the left areola. This one spot on your body always had been his favorite. The perfect distraction to allow for your leg to drift along his inner thigh. Adjusting ever so slightly to slip just between his legs.

"Aww Ven, you're practically bursting out of your shorts." You sneer, taking into account the way his eyes flick up to meet yours. Flinching and grappling at the hand that soon replaces your leg between his thighs. But he doesn't bother to remove the touch. "Is this my influence on the great Anemo Archon at its finest."

He doesn't respond. With words that is. Now detached from your chest aside from one hand still affectionately squeezing your tit. His head hangs as he greedily circles his hips back and forth and round and round in the perfect tempo to make his jaw slack. Just the right motions for his chest to cave and his bottom lip to quiver. Your wrist trapped between his clenching thighs while his tiny whimpers alight flames in the pit of your stomach.

"Don't you want these shorts off, Ven?"

It had been quite a while since Venti had come to see you last. Judging by his reactions and how hard up his body seemed for even your smallest touches it might have affected him far more than he was admitting. You noted in your mind how much easier it was to undo his corset than when you'd first done it, happy to watch the article of clothing fall to the floor. Followed by his cape, blouse, shoes, stockings and lastly his shorts. Which were the quickest to go, his drooling tip bobbing around as he moved to help you undress as well.

When he kisses you again it's far rougher, filled with need as his incisors nip at your bottom lip. Tugging it open for his tongue. Meanwhile you found your hands sliding over every lithe curve of Venti's stomach, hips and back. Delighted by how warm his skin felt as though it were your first time with him all over again. His body was so incredibly soft to the touch. Every expanse so firm and nearly any drag of your fingertips made him shiver in ecstasy. Especially the tiny pinches you administered to his nipples.

It'd distracted you so well you weren't privy to where his fingers had moved until they were tugging a moan from your throat. Your cunt welcoming his fingers with no resistance. He straightened up keeping your hips locked in with his thighs, your legs already beginning to quiver as he scissors your flexing pussy.

"Windblume.. I don't want to be gentle anymore." He states firmly

"I'll take it, I promise."

The gasp you let out is noisy, reverberates in a clash off the walls of your bedroom as he adds a third finger. Pounding all three into your spot until you're squirming, inching away from his touch. The sensation gathering in your belly like a clash of pain and pleasure so deep your eyes shut. Then as suddenly as it arrives Venti's retracting his fingers.

You don't even begin to fully exhale before his cock is penetrating your sopping opening, not even bothering to stop until he's balls deep. His moan of your name so throaty and filled with contentment that it almost sounds like a thank you. Followed almost immediately by open mouthed kisses to your face.

"Love, I can't.. can't stay still anymore.. I wanna fuck you." He whispers

The tip of his cock instantly ruts harshly against your spot, so dangerously near your cervix. You find yourself clinging for dear life as Venti only speeds forward, his breathing so harsh against your ear canal. Your nails scrap skin up from his back trying desperately to find any kind of purchase with the way he's so violently fucking inside you.

The pounding of the headboard just behind you two continues to feel louder and louder but it still doesn't out do Venti's pants of your name. The way he chokes and whimpers with every clench of your cunt.

"Windblume.. you're sucking me in so deep.." You can nearly feel the roll of his eyes. "Did your pussy forget me?.. I've been gone.. too long.. because this feels.. so much better than I.... remember."

You can barely form a coherent reply, only his name floods off your lips as you scream for- who knows at this point.

His face dips into the crook of your neck. Sucking sections of your damp skin until it bloomed a bright pink. His free hand cupping and massaging your breasts. Switching between the right and left to give each side an equal amount of attention. Your nails soon leave his back, traveling up the nape of his neck to guide his head.

"I'm gonna cum.. love.." He whimpers, moving the hand that once fondled your breasts to your stomach as he abuses only your spot till you're sobbing and shaking.

Your own orgasm fast approaching with every slide of his cock. He leans back over your lips letting every noise in his body escape against the wild clash. Every second you squeeze him only making his movements that much more harsh. Your orgasm hits you like a truck, white flashes burning into your retinas. Your back arching away as you were hit with immediate overstimulation.

"I'm there, I'm there, Windblume!" Venti's cock twitched with every drop of cum that escaped him. His exhales fluttering over your chest. A couple of quieter moans filtered from his mouth now as his climax ended with your pussy still softly squeezing around him.

His lips pressed against the crown of your head. "Sorry, did I get too carried away?"

You sighed eyes threatening to shut, "Maybe a little at the end but you clearly needed me sooner." A quick kiss to his chin then cheek. "You should've come."

"I wouldn't have been able to stay for long." He whispers "I don't want your mind to drift until you talk yourself into believing I only want, no, need sex from you."

"I've never thought that, Ven."

"Please never think that.."

You give a light chuckle, "I don't."

"Good." His palms slide up to your face coming up to rest on your cheeks. His kiss is far softer yet still a touch needy. "I can buy you breakfast while I'm here, I raked in extra mora from performing. So whatever you want tomorrow is yours."

"Apples and cheese then?" You giggle at the crease of his eyebrows.

"How dare you try to ruin a perfectly good apple.." He snorts playfully

"How about this: pillow fight, loser has to go out earlier and get whatever the victor wants for breakfast."

"Better proposition we just have sex again because that's what would inevitably happen anyway annnddd fight about who's gonna get breakfast tomorrow, tomorrow."

"Sounds like a fair trade."

★彡 REDAMANCY IN YOUR GAZE.

SUMMARY. redamancy is a love returned in full — except you express that by staring at your lover like a madman.

CHARACTERS. xiao, venti, kazuha, heizou, zhongli, albedo, gorou, itto, scaramouche, ayato, childe, diluc, thoma, kaeya.

GENRE. cotton candy fluff, little bits of crack, teeny tiny angst in kaeya’s part, established relationship.

CW. use of pet names.

THOUGHTS. weewoo, my first multi post! i may have screamed, kicked my feet in the air, and sobbed while writing this and i hope you do too <3 /pos

☆ masterlist.

XIAO turns his face away nervously. You are silent, yet your gaze speaks many volumes; volumes that he is unable to comprehend properly. What exactly should an Adeptus say to such peculiar manner of staring? Xiao clears his throat, “If you have words to spare, then spit them out.” Bold words for someone with reddening cheeks.

VENTI grins as if he had caught a thief red-handed. “Is it me or is someone awfully shameless today, hm?” Although it is clear as day that you’re not even trying to hide it, this bard sees the opportunity to tease you and he takes it in stride. As a performer, Venti is used to having eyes on him — but to receive such attention from his beloved is so much sweeter, is it not?

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First of all, this blog of yours is a blessing. Your yandere works are just ♡♡♡♡♡ I cannot even put it on words. Thanks to you, now I know Lobotomy Corporation and I can't get enough of it. I need to know more about this game, the lore, the abnormalities and everything it can offer.

And secondly, I don't know much about Der Freischütz & Funeral of the Dead Butterflies, but can I request a yandere drabbles/one-shot/headcanons about them? I don't play the game (yet) but the second I saw those two, they got my attention (and my heart).

I hope I don't bother you with my request.

P.s: did I already say your writings are just that perfect I can't stop re-reading them?

⸸ The Devilish Marksman and the Caged Butterfly ⸸

(A Yandere AU of Lobotomy Corporation where a sexy butterfly wants to encase you in his coffin, but the devil said no. OOC and fanon are to be expected.)

Note: read until the end for my person message to Anon.

Love.

Der Freischütz might have been a human once, but he never understood what that thing called 'love' was. It was an alien concept, a subject that he could never hope to understand.

So when he was but a mere human, he scoffed at the Devil.

"The person I love most, you say?" he jeered. "No such person exists."

But it did.

Perhaps he have should known given how much he cared about himself and no one else. At the very least, he should have predicted that the seventh bullet would pierce no one else's heart but his own.

One might think he always had one, given how his iciness seemed to always melt off around his favourite Agent, but no.

First and foremost, he became a Devil because his predecessor saw him for what he was. Heartless.

And as a Devil, it would be an insult to call his soul-binding contract something as fickle and fleeting as 'love'.

He found it rather laughable how humans were so desperate for it. Throughout the millennia, he had seen so many blind themselves with rose-tinted glasses because they couldn't stand the thought of anything tarnishing its image.

But if enabling that blindness would make things easier for him, then who was he to complain?

For his beloved little Contractee, he would do anything to be serviceable. Anything to keep them compliant.

He would protect them, teach them how to best use his EGO equipment and gift, and perhaps even take care of them. He could feign politeness, empathy, offer his condolences when he must, and as you must be beginning to see, the Marksman could even play the role of a charismatic gentleman if he wanted to.

It was a front he never bothered with before, since most of his contracts lasted as long as his bounties did.

But for this one, why not?

Heed my warning, though. Never assume for a moment that he would extend that same hospitality to others. That is a privilege belonging only those bound to him.

He might swear to protect them, doing everything in his power to keep them from danger, but the price was insurmountable. The facility would be drained of its energy, and dozens would die, not only because of his magical bullets, but because of all the collateral damage caused by the breaching of other Abnormalities.

It wouldn't matter though.

Damn everyone to hell if anyone other than him were to kill his Contractee.

They might come running to him, demanding or begging him to cease his slaughter. Perhaps they might even even try to teach or urge him to at the very least feign concern for the lives of others, but he never will.

They were his to protect, but he was never theirs to control.

On the contrary, T-01-68 was...he could never be called pliant, but he was certainly more considerate towards his beloved more than the Devil.

Whereas Der Freischütz was blunt and straightforward with his 'affections', the Butterfly would be careful with his words and gestures. Not because he wanted to earn their trust, but because he genuinely wanted to avoid causing them any more unnecessary pain.

God knows how much they had to endure on a daily basis already.

It was well-known across the facility that T-01-68 existed to comfort those left behind, to honor the ones who passed away that didn't have anyone to remember them. It would simply be antithetical of him to hurt his beloved.

He was the shoulder they could cry on. When they wanted to run away from everything, they would come to his containment unit seeking sanctuary.

Not that Devil.

Deep down, the Butterfly was grateful for Der Freischütz being the way he was (and the rest of the Abnormalities for that matter). If not for his crass ways and bloodlust, their little Agent would have never come to him on their own volition.

He could never hurt them.

That was what he truly seemed to believe as he chased after his beloved down the winding hallways, actively seeking them out so he could finally rest their body inside his coffin.

This place was hell. Wasn't the Devil's presence enough confirmation for that? All these monsters, all these fanatics like WhiteNight and Blue Star promised salvation, but their ways were no less gruesome from the other abominations they swore to save their followers from.

While he would never call himself a god, he certainly believed that he was the only one who could truly give them the peace they needed.

If he must kill his beloved himself to keep that promise, he would.

The two would never see eye-to-eye, that much they had long come to accept. For the Marksman, T-01-68 was a headache to deal with, while the Undertaker found F-01-69 utterly difficult to tolerate.

Der Freischutz wanted to keep them alive. They were his to keep.

But the Butterfly wanted to give them the dignified death they deserved. It was the reason why they came to such a hellish place in the first place.

They both had a reason, and neither one were willing to give up.

~~~ End ~~~

First of all, I would like to say thank you, thank you, thank you!

And it's no bother at all. I love to write headcanons, especially snippets, drabbles, and short fics, so I am more than happy to. Honestly, I'm just surprised I didn't get requests from these two, considering how popular they are among the fandom.

P.S: Did I already tell you how much reading this makes me happy? I'd love to see the fandom for this game grow bigger.

The unexpected third and final part to the series I never gave a name to, otherwise known as a continuation of the jealous Venti, overworked reader, and treasure hoarders fiasco

Warnings: general sagau, blood, implied death (not main characters)

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a hybrid’s instincts

◇ characters ◇ zhongli, gorou, tighnari, (bonus) platonic!diona

◇ tags ◇ pregnancy, afab!reader, dragon!zhongli

◇ a/n ◇ what's that? will i ever stop pushing the dragon!zhongli agenda? hahahahahahahhahahhaha hhahaha ha ha- no.

𝑚𝑎𝑠𝑡𝑒𝑟𝑙𝑖𝑠𝑡 ⬙ 𝑡𝑎𝑔𝑙𝑖𝑠𝑡

oh? what's this? it seems like your pregnancy triggered something in these men. their more… "animal side", perhaps?

ever since baizhu’s confirmation - actually, even weeks before that - zhongli has been very reluctant to let you wander out of the house. or even out of his sight, in general (which is quite strange since with his enhanced dragon senses you know he’s able to locate you within the house with no problems at all).

at night, you sometimes wake up to him in his dragon form. sometimes it’s his compact form nuzzling and he's purring near your stomach, sometimes it’s his half-dragon form where he’ll place his head beside your stomach with his tail curling around you protectively. it doesn’t matter whether you’re already showing or not; your heartbeat and the little hatchling’s brings him a sense of comfort that he needs, lest he becomes restless.

his nesting behavior is out of control. he’ll bring you all the pillows and blankets, surround you with the nicest smelling flowers, make you always wear his shirt, and he’ll bring anything you want to the bed so you don’t have to leave the nest. the further you are into your pregnancy, the more reluctant he is to leave you alone. he ends up taking that paternal leave hu tao has been telling him to get. bless her.

gorou is just as excited as he’s alerted. kokomi will have to force her best general to take a temporary leave from the army throughout your pregnancy because he’s so jumpy and sensitive to literally everything and his behavior is making all of the soldiers anxious.

gorou insists that you take a walk with him every day; just something light around the block to keep you from feeling lethargic. he’s also developed a habit to sniff everything that will touch your hand. yes, that includes your supposedly harmless change of clothes. it’s not ridiculous in his opinion! it’s a necessary precaution!!

will snarl when a stranger approaches you and tries to touch you in any way, even if it’s just a friendly gesture. he would be so embarrassed and apologetic about it afterward, but only once you’re at the safe haven of your house.

are you a forest ranger? an adventurer? does your profession require you to venture into the wilderness? welp, say goodbye to your job for the time being, because there is no way in any cycles of samsara tighnari would let you go into the dangers outside while you’re carrying his pups.

walking arm-in-arm whenever you're out and about is a must these days. whenever a villager congratulates you, you can sense his hold tightening despite the polite smile on his lips. if it was up to his instinct, he wouldn’t have let you get out of the house, but rationally he knows you need to move around and breathe in the fresh air.

though you still won’t be exempt from your beloved’s sassiness (”you want me to get you coffee…? do you think i’m an idiot?”) as long as what you ask for doesn’t harm you, he’s at your every beck and calls now, no question asked. you’re craving for collei’s specialized pita pockets? he’ll learn the damn recipe from collei herself and serve it on your favorite plate the next day. you want to be carried everywhere? good thing he’s got the physique fitting for the head of the forest rangers. you want ten kisses a day? say no more; he’ll give you thirty.

[bonus - platonic]

at first, diona seems super indifferent about it, only reacting with a ‘hmph… congrats, i guess’, but her actions speak louder than words. you know how cats tend to hover around pregnant women and even lay themselves near their bulging bellies? that's right.

no, you will not be having alcohol. no, your spouse will not be having alcohol. no, all the people within five hundred meters radius from you will not be having any single drop of alcohol. she won't allow those boozehounds to get close to you.

she’s so amazed at how your stomach keeps growing bigger every time you visit her. when you give her your permission, she’ll curiously poke and stare at your bump. her hand will gently pat your tummy as she unconsciously smiles. she starts to seek you out more often after that, telling you that she’s just there in case you need help, but you know she’s just worried about you. she would be such a good big sister to your baby!

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