Genshin Men When You Go Quiet In Bed (minors Dni)

― YANDERE! GENSHIN ACADEMY AU. pt one | two | three | four

⇢ scaramouche, thoma, arataki itto, gorou / gn! reader

introducing! this academy has plenty of cultures mashing together, and what would it be without inazuma? hailing from the land of eternity, three eccentric characters join their fellow inazuman kazuha as well as your mentally unstable harem to fight for your heart. some of them… don’t exactly mesh well, but their goal for your heart to be theirs eternally are the same!

warning! yandere, obsessive & possessive behavior, unhealthy relationships, delusional behavior, scaramouche is here do i really need to explain it to u, mentions of violence, brief mention of collaring 

author’s note! i refuse to make scara anything else but the dirty lil grime boy that he is. he goes absolutely fucking feral, that man. killed off my teppei. lil shit im gonna punt u so hard once u become playable. Make sure u die next to signora and childe you fuckin shit. /holds up this 4’11 sonovabitch/ /immediately chucks him into the pacific/ mihoyo if his voicelines aren’t him cussing out traveler and bitching about every little thing im suing for false advertisement

— SADISTIC TYPE. scaramouche | 散兵

[ “hmph, lowly little thing. and what do you think you’re staring at?” ]

⇢ scara (derogatory). no redeeming qualities. pure fucking evil. he’s been a constant thorn in your side ever since you entered the academy and has been that way since forever. what sort of prestigious academy allows a no-name rat like you to enter, hm? it takes all of your willpower to not throw a punch at his face.

⇢ he’s not arrogant for nothing. although the two of you are in the same year, he’s completely in another level of his own. he can throw down the strongest of people in your school, is the top student in your level, plays multiple traditional instruments, and has abilities super-fucking-incomprehensible that you stop to think if he really is human. if only he’d keep his mouth shut, then his graded behavior wouldn’t drag him down.

⇢ when you’re seatmates… god, it’s just pure torture. scaramouche doesn’t need to listen to whatever these plebeian teachers have to offer, but he needs the attendance or else his big sisters ei and makoto will berate him at home and he’s too tired to put up with their shit. he likes poking you with the sharp end of his compass, or if long enough, will tug on your hair to annoy you. actually fuck that, he will pull on your hair no matter what the length.

⇢ if you talk back, archons, you’re in for a time. there is nothing he hates more than being embarrassed. he’s already had enough of being compared to with his third-year sisters who are oh so divine and elegant and charming and fucking bullshit. makoto he can slightly put up with, but ei? oh how he’d love to see her destroyed. everything he’s worked so hard for was natural talent for ei, and every time he had caught up to her she ascended levels he thought was unreachable. but destroying her was too big of a plan, so you’re here, under his hands, as his little stress ball.

⇢ how delightful :) he just barges into your home unannounced, playing the part of an agreeable young man and wearing a pleasant smile on his lips for your family. he watches in quiet amusement as you squirm uncomfortably on the sofa while they fawn over your supposed ‘boyfriend’ and how you shouldn’t let such a handsome man go. once the two of you are alone in your bedroom, the smug smirk on his face is hard to miss.

⇢ “you hear that?” he croons, taking your hands in his and pressing a kiss against your knuckles, as if mocking you with his gentlemanly play. “they say i’m your boyfriend.” the way he manhandles you next, how he makes you crawl and tug you by your collar, is so far from the act he was playing, but he still smiled at you innocently as he ground the heel of your shoe into your stomach.

⇢ what a cute little toy you are, really.

[ “now, now, no need to be so frustrated. you should be charmed to be mistaken as my lover.” ]

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I’m thinking of General Gorou. General Gorou who goes into heat every few months of the year, and his sweet subordinate who wonders why he holes himself in his tent during extended periods. His sweet subordinate who also gets too curious for their own good that they sneak to his tent one night and pokes their head through the flaps ever so slightly—which they shouldn’t.

Everyone’s told to not bother General Gorou during his private months. They respect him. They follow the rules. But not you. You, his sweet yet disobedient subordinate who takes a peak to see General Gorou—the ever so brave and strong soldier—whining and groaning and huffing as he desperately tugs at his shaft, ears twitching and eyes filled with tears. General Gorou who is in heat; he’s vulnerable and desperate and his tip is blazing red with the utter need to come again and again.

And you, his sweet and cute subordinate swallowing your shock and trying to contain yourself even though you can feel the heat rushing up your neck and burning your ears. Oh goodness, how hot the scene before you was.

General Gorou’s sensitive, and he smells your arousal. His eyes looking up to see his most favorite underling, watching him at such a pathetic state. Is he embarrassed? No. But does he stop? No.

He thinks you’re here to help him. What a sweet person you are. He spread his legs, hand fondling his balls as he tugs at his cock with the other. He looks at you with those big turquoise eyes, pleading and eager. He whines and whimpers at you to come and help him out. He’ll repay you, he says. He trusts you, he praises. He promises he’ll be good for you.

And fuck… you didn’t dare say no. Not when he looked so good—so fucking delicious. You go to him, help him, and listen to everything he wants. You do it. You kiss him and caress him, you replace his hands with yours and you put your mouth on his throbbing tip until he bursts ropes of cum down your throat. Yet he still hasn’t had enough.

General Gorou would selfishly take everything from you for himself. He’s in heat and all his mind can think about is to be buried deep inside of your sopping wet heat. He’ll press you down deep into his mattress, legs up against your chest, and his lips sloppily against your as he ruts his sensitive cock into you. He plans to breed you—to knot you.

You’re his sweet subordinate after all. He could do anything he wanted with you. You promised you’d let him—a promise given through pants and moans and mewls as General Gorou desperately fucks his cum over and over again into you. Oh archons, but it was so good you couldn’t stop him. Not even when your legs are shaking and numb and you’re about to pass out from overstimulation.

You’re a wonderful soldier of his after all. You would do anything to please General Gorou.

sending nudes in their office hours!

ft. albedo, xiao, heizou, kazuha

warning: masturbation, swearing, humiliation, use of toys, degradation, rough sex, spanking, choking, hair-tugging, praising. smut heavily implied.

heizou

shocked, very shocked. when he received a message notification from you, he expected it to be you sending a picture of watching crime documentaries like you usually do. but not this.

a very nude photo of you, handcuffed in the headboard of the bed, wearing his polo with a vibrator inside your pussy. the picture made him red, made him hard too, with a text “do me like how you do the criminals, mr. detective~”

immediately finished what he is assigned to do and gave every single documents to the police and took his leave.

he’s gonna teach you a lesson for disturbing him while he’s busy solving cases in his office, so be prepared for one hell of a ride.

scenario

“ah! heizou, please.. slow down!” you cried out, struggling as your wrists are handcuffed while being mercilessly fucked by the Shikanoin Heizou, “oh? why would I?” he teasingly said, cooing at your ears when he suddenly grabbed your hair and tugged it back. “I don’t give mercy to criminals, darling, I figure you’d know that before sending such vulgar messages.” he sternly said, gripping your handcuffed wrists and increasing his pace even more.

tears starts streaming down your face as another orgasm pulled through, screaming his name. “aww, look at how slutty you look right now.” Heizou chuckled, smacking your ass resulting for another orgasm to pull through. “he-heizou.. please.. stop..” you begged, only to earn a laugh from the detective.

“I don’t listen to criminals beg, sweetheart.” and with that, he thrusted his whole length in, cumming deep inside your womb. your juices mixed with his dripping from your legs. you let out a long, exasperated moan when you felt him pull out.

“you look so fucking hot like this.. I won’t give you a break.” you felt the bed shuffling. he grabbed you by the leg and flipped you around, smiling at how your pussy is gushing out his semen. he took his phone from the lamp and stood up, pointing his phone camera at you

“I take pictures of criminals after I give them the taste of their own medicine, so smile wide for me, slut.” and so you did. and after that, he lunged towards you and fucked you again, his pounding making you orgasm everytime, you begging him to stop, but he couldn’t careless.

after all, you asked for this when you sent those pornographic pictures to him when he was at work, right? the least you could do is be thankful because he took his time to make you cry on his cock and dump loads of his semen in your womb, even if he has a line of criminal cases to solve.

albedo

confused, to say the very least. you have always been that gentle, shy wife who is still shy to strip in front of his husband. but now.. you are sending him nudes, while he’s working on a new project?

he stares at the photo, where you use two of your fingers to spread your dripping pussy wide, using your other hand to cover your blushing face. your nipples lewdly perked up in the thin fabric. this made him breath deeply, his face heating up.

the text you sent after didn’t help with the erection hiding underneath his pants though, “why don’t you experiment on my body, bedo?”

oh he totally will. he immediately called Timaeus and Sucrose to take place for him and left in a flash, leaving the two confused because he never skips work.

scenario

“hmm.. I see.” he mutters under his breath as he watches you get ruined by two vibrating dildos inside of you, a smirk pulling up when you cry his name. “albedo! when are you going to fuck me using your dick!” you moaned out. he tsked and sets the vibrator to the highest setting, making you go crazy.

“I will, after I’m done experimenting on how much you can orgasm in an hour using technology.” Albedo said, tucking your hair behind your ears as he listens to your moaning voice like some sort of opera. “don’t worry, love. you told me to experiment on your body, I am just doing what you asked~” he cooed in your ears, another orgasm coming through which caught Albedo’s attention.

“alright, just 3 more minutes, love. and I’ll give you my cock, alright?” he reassured you, patting your head as he went in front of you again. your gaze averted to his bulge, making you even more impatient on waiting to take his dick. “and 10 seconds..” and you came, again. he smiled warmly at you as he turns the vibrators off and took it from your soaking pussy.

“alright.. as promised.” Albedo finally let his dick spring loose, tip licking pre-cum as he positioned his dick at your entrance. “1 hour of using my dick.. lets see how much you’d orgasm from it.” he started his timer and plunged his dick inside your cunt, making you orgasm, again. “that was quick.” Albedo chuckled deeply as he began thrusting inside your pussy in a missionary way.

“1..” he pulled his dick out, leaving the tip inside. the sudden thrust made you cum again, “2” each 4 pounding he gives your pussy, you cum. “3” and the counting goes on. his dick was still better than the vibrators, it always had. “haah, 7..” his thrusts started becoming sloppy, was he near, too?

“ah, you don’t mind if I breed you, right dear?” before you could nod, his thrust made your eyes roll back as he began reaching your womb, his dick reaching every pleasurable parts that’s making you orgasm continuously with no stop. “i’m close..” one deep thrust and you felt his semen rushing down your womb, legs shivering as he held them up.

“I lost count of your orgasms, y/n. lets try again, I need an accurate calculation if I want to make a comparison between technology and raw.” oho you are hella fucked.

xiao

he is mad, hella mad. Xiao was showing a client some of their best ideas using his phone since he has forgotten his laptop, and your message notif popped up.

Xiao accidentally clicked it and wow, a picture of you riding your pillow naked was shown at the eyes of the client, even had a text that said, “baby, I miss you.. come breed me please~”

the client ended up excusing herself and told him that they can meet up in another time, Xiao was frustrated because he could’ve really used the money when the client has accepted the commission, now.

so he immediately rushed home, his driving speed passing the speed limit. he is set on releasing his frustrations on you, so be prepared.

scenario

“you fucking slut, you couldn’t have waited for me to come home, hmm?? you really sent me nudes when you know goddamn well that I was meeting with a client.” he tugged the leash of your collar, your hands gripping the bedsheet as he pounds into your sopping wet cunt, you can’t answer him because he placed a gag in your mouth.

“did you really want attention that badly?” smack! his palm rebounded from your ass, earning a yelp from you. “you do, don’t you?” he pulled your hair and made your back arch as he fucks deeper into you, “look at your pussy tightening up..! ah, taking me in so fucking well.” his thrusts slows down yet went deeper, making you choke as another wave of orgasm hits you.

“stand the fuck up. I’ll give you the attention you fucking want.” you obeyed, legs shaking while trying to stand up. he lets go of your hair and pulled your wrists to your back, his dick still inside of you as he leads you outside of the balcony. “make sure to scream my name, or I’ll make you.” he takes the gag out of your mouth, string of saliva connecting as he did so.

“xiao.. i’m sorr—“ you let out a scream when he thrusted inside of you again, making xiao chuckle deeply as he watches your wrecked figure trying to hold onto the railing. “yeah, scream more! make them hear how much you like getting fucked in public.” he growled. you felt something churning in your stomach, and you know you are nearing your orgasm again. “xiao.. xiao!” you shout as you came again, Xiao’s thrust becoming sloppy as he is nearing his high as well.

“mm yeah, y’want me to breed this pussy right?” and one last thrust got you screaming his name continuously, legs quivering as you felt his cum trickle down your thighs. Xiao lets out a sigh and turned you around. carrying you as he lifts your other leg and placed it on his shoulders.

“we aren’t done yet, i’m gonna fuck my semen into you and make you cry my name, all night long.” another thrust and it got you flying in heaven, your head falling back, drool coming out of the corner of your mouth. he actually did what he said, the whole night you were crying, moaning, screaming his name. you actually think you’d be pregnant on this one.

kazuha

he is currently using his phone to present the powerpoint lecture for his english class, when continuous notifications from you popped up.

he quickly turned it off as the messages you sent were quite.. vulgar. “kazuu~ when is your break? wanna get fucked in the office right now~” all of his students saw that message, leaving him completely embarrassed and he ended up ending the class early.

he gathers all of his belongings and immediately headed towards his office. you were there, pussy full in display for him to devour.

good luck.

scenario

“just what were you thinking, darling?” another smack was heard across the room as Kazuha slaps your ass. “I.. i didn’t know you were using your phone-!” another spank was delivered, gasp leaving your lips as your fluid drips down to the floor, “i didn’t order you to talk.” he sternly said, giving your ass another slap.

“you asked me, I was only answering..” you slurred, your head way too blurry to even think about anything. Kazuha sighed, unzipping his pants and pulling down his boxers as he positioned his dick in your entrance. “don’t make a noise, unless you want me to get fired.” you almost screamed out when he thrusted inside of you with no warning, luckily, you were quick to cover your mouth.

“good slut, now take this without making any noise, mkay? if you do, I’ll make sure to open the windows for the students to see how pathetic you look right now.” And there he started to move. his movements were slow, making you agitated, so you tried moving your hips to fasten it up. but he held you still.

“don’t move, this is your punishment.” He commanded. you decided to just stay still as he enters in and out of you slowly. you started to yawn when he suddenly thrusts inside in a deep, rough pace, turning your moan into a scream. “why, I told you to stay quiet didn’t I?” he grabbed your arm, stopping his thrusts as he led you in front of his office window.

“ah, look at you tightening up in my cock. is that why you sent me those messages earlier? for the students to see how much of a whore my wife is?” He opened the curtains and pushed you against the window. your boobs pressed against the glass as you watch the students see you getting fucked. “look at them watching you, you like this? hm?” he delivered one powerful thrust which got you moaning like crazy,

“hah, those students taking a video of you..” he pulled your hair back, his dick hitting an even deeper spot as you continued to hold onto the wall for dear life, “I won’t even wonder if you got yourself a sex tape roaming around the school.” you came once again, his thrusts not stopping as he lets go of your hair and only focused on his dick coming in and our of your pussy.

“your pussy looks so lewd right now, look at your dripping cum. you came this much from just being seen by the students, huh? should I let them in the office and fuck you as well?” He chuckled deeply, you whined under his touches as he continued fucking his semen inside of your pussy.

“next time, I will not hesitate to fuck you at the school’s gymnasium. do this again, I always keep my word.”

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Characters: Albedo, Xiao, Heizou

Pt 2 coming soon!! (I say as I stare at it in my drafts and refuse to touch it)

Summary: An idea I've had for a while. Reader drinks a potion that nullifies reflexes and reactions to pleasure. Basically, Reader just gives him a straight face and silent treatment while he tries to fuck her.

Fem!Reader, possibly Dom!Reader? I'm not entirely sure how it works. The boys are all pretty subby tho

Warnings: crying/dacryphilia sorta?, breakdowns, creampies, implied multiple orgasms/overstim (Albedo), silent treatment, light cunnilingus, mommy kink, nicknames/petnames (darling, 'Bedo, honey, Xiaoxiao, baby, Shika), reader's mean (degradation??), spit as lube,

I highkey worked twice as hard on Xiao's 💀 I promise I didn't mean to shit on the others 😭😭

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Albedo

"Darling, are you feeling alright? You're not as responsive as usual."

You simply stared at him. He stared back. Once he realized you weren't going to respond, he sighed.

"Have I done something wrong?"

You remained silent. When he reached a hand towards your face, you grabbed it, and placed it on your cunt.

"Ah, I see." That was all that was said before he slid down, removed your panties, and began licking long stripes from the very bottom all the way to your clit. You couldn't deny, it felt amazing. The potion was really doing the trick.

He seemed displeased at how your cunt didn't clench or flutter the way it normally did. His finger began rubbing your clit in circles as he looked up at you.

"Are you not aroused? We don't have to continue if you aren't-"

"I'm perfectly aroused, 'Bedo," you finally spoke, sending him a glare. "You said you wanted an endurance test, yes?"

He nodded.

"This is it. I've made sure I won't interrupt. Go until you can't anymore."

Albedo's eyes seemed to sparkle at that. He eagerly climbed back up and hovered over you.

"You mean you can't feel it? That means you've found some sort of numb-er? How does it work?"

He bombarded you with questions until your finger was placed over his lips.

"I can feel it, I just nullified the reactions. You only have an hour until it wears off, so get to it if you want decent results."

"R-right, I will."

He was quick to shove down his boxers to free his erection. He then looked back up at you.

"But if your body lacks any reaction, then how will we properly lubricate you?"

"Your saliva's fine, just add more if you need."

He did as you told, spitting onto his hand and coating your folds. Normally the sensation would put butterflies in your stomach, but your body had no such reaction. Despite the lack of commonplace things, - the burning in your abdomen, the tingling sensation in every area you wished he'd touch, the heavy breathing, - you were still enjoying yourself. It was still pleasureful. As much as it was awkward and unfamiliar.

He slid into you with a sigh, and after a few twitches inside you, he began moving. He looked up at you, but once he found your eyes were already on him, he got embarrassed and looked away. He was almost panting above you, rutting into you slow, but not teasingly so. Enough that it could carry him to his orgasm without rocking the whole bed.

He looked up and back again, face growing red.

"Can... c-can you speak to me, please?" He asked, eyes sad as they fought to look into yours.

"Now, you want good results, don't you? That'd be cheating. It'd be the same as me consistently clenching down on you."

"B-but isn't that the point? For you to... m-make it hard on me?"

"The harder you cum, the less you will later. We're testing to see how much you can overall, honey. Just go along with it."

"B-but we can make that part of the experime-"

You hushed him, and he whimpered as we went back to rocking into you and avoiding eye contact.

"You want help?" You asked after a moment or two. He eagerly nodded, whimpering.

"Too bad."

He whined at that, wrapping his arms around you to thrust into you harder, all the while your stoic expression never faltered.

He picked up speed. You couldn't quite feel from inside you if it was because he was getting close or he wanted to. The muffled moans floating across your chest made you assume the former.

"I-I love you," he breathed against your skin, followed by more choked moans. "Th-thank you for- ahn~- c-caring so much a-about my- ngh- r-research-"

It wasn't long after that that he had came inside you. Unlike when you were usually distracted by the insane amount of pleasure, you could feel every bit of it now. The way he twitched against your walls and how the liquid pushed against them. What was left that didn't have room inside dripped out of you, down into the sheets under you.

His hips stopped as he caught his breath against your chest. You frowned.

"You aren't supposed to stop, y'know. It's kinda the point," you scolded.

His red face looked up at your unamused expression. He took it in before he hid his face again and let out a exasperated sigh, starting to rock into you again.

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Xiao

"Y/n?" Xiao lifted his head away from your neck to look at you. "Doesn't... doesn't that feel good?"

You refused to answer, turning your head away from him. He panicked a little at the sight, placing his hands on your cheeks just to hold them, deciding against trying to turn your head back.

"D-did I do something wrong?"

You still didn't respond, and he was left with his mind running. Why weren't you speaking to him? What did he do? Wasn't he good enough anymore?

"I-if you don't want to keep doing this... w-we don't have to. Y-you don't have to. Okay, Y/n?"

But all you did was sigh. You didn't say anything. However, he nearly flinched when he felt your leg pressed to his cock, just barely rubbing against it.

It made his breath catch for a moment. He then placed his hand on your leg, looking at your face as you ignored him.

"I-I'll keep going. So I can... m-make you feel good."

He moved back down to your neck, kissing and sucking on it softly. Not enough to leave a mark. You already seemed mad at him.

Oddly enough, the thought of being able to break this silent treatment of yours only made his boxers tighter. He started imagining rutting into one of those soft spots inside of you, making you moan and call him a good boy. It's all he wanted. He just wanted you to feel good with what he was doing.

When he left his imagination, he found himself grinding against one of your legs where it sat, as he whimpered into the kisses he placed onto your neck. He stopped as soon as he realized it, sitting up with a red face to look at you.

You didn't seem to dislike it. Of course, you didn't seem to like it either. Every signal you sent was a mixed one.

"D-does it feel good, mommy?" Xiao all but whined against the crook of your neck as he continued grinding, harder than before. He wasn't kissing against your skin anymore, he just seemed to want to be able to smell you, and play with your hair in one hand that caressed your cheek. He couldn't help but notice how soft your skin was. He felt bad about all the times he had left it covered in hickeys.

The hand he had been using to touch your face moved down to your crotch, sliding under the fabric of your underwear to your clit.

"Does th-that? P-please... just tell me."

But you were still quiet. Your breath hadn't even picked up. Wasn't this normally what got you going?

He let out a quiet gasp when he felt your hand on top of his on your cheek. It was warm and soothing. He whined against your skin, thanking you far too much for the small gesture. He then sat up, kissing your cheek on the way. He gave you a determined look.

"I-I'll make you feel good, mommy. I promise!"

He climbed on top of you hovering over your form. He looked at you lovingly, enough you almost felt bad about taking the potion.

"Just... t-tell me what you want... I-it's yours, whatever y-you want...!"

In response, you closed your eyes, as if to say you refused to answer. He whined at you, asking quietly that you open your eyes and keep looking at him, which you did.

"I-I mean it... I'll make you feel good, mommy. J-just leave it t-to me."

He then spread your legs, placing himself between them. He started grinding against your cunt through your clothes. He struggled to keep in the little whimpers and moans as he did so.

"I-is this what you want?"

No response. He whined.

He reluctantly pulled away, his body not wanting him to stop, but he had to make you feel good. It didn't matter if he didn't feel good himself, as long as you did.

He lowered his face down between your legs, and licked over your entrance through the fabric of your panties, wetting them. He repeated that a few times, then slipped them off of your legs.

You were dry as a desert, which meant more work for him. What did he expect? This was part of the punishment for taking so long to pleasure you.

He continued his licking, wetting your folds and your clit, which he rubbed the way you normally liked. When you had no reaction to it, he tried sucking on it, but you acted exactly the same.

"Mommy, why is nothing working?" Xiao whined as he nuzzled his cheek against one of your soft thighs. "Y-your skin is so soft, I love it... A-and I love you...! Please just feel good, mommy, please."

Your eyes looked as if they were scolding him for being so impatient, begging you to just feel good from him touching you. He shied away from your gaze.

"I-I'm s-sorry..."

Soon, he was trying something new, pulling off his boxers and climbing on top of you. His eyes were desperate as they looked into yours, trying to search for just what you wanted. Once he found nothing, he pressed his throbbing length against your cunt, slick with his saliva.

"D-does this feel good? You normally like it a lot..." He recalled you squirming under him when he teased you like this, pressing his cock against your slick and keeping it there. But now, nothing familiar happened.

He whimpered at your still stoic expression and hesitantly slid into you, moaning quietly. Once he bottomed out, he stopped again, leaving himself right where he was. He remembered you saying once that when he did this he would twitch against all the best spots. He was twitching now. Didn't it feel good?

You still didn't give any reaction.

"Mommy," he whined, rolling his hips softly. "P-please, just tell me you feel good. I promise I won't stop! I-I'll keep going until I pass out i-if you want me to!"

Just as you had the whole night, you said no such things and he was left feeling like maybe he was never going to pleasure you.

Maybe he just wasn't good enough? It was confusing; he was good enough the night before. Why wasn't he now?

Hot tears had started running down his cheeks as you stared at him. He tried to blink back what hadn't already spilled, scolding himself in his thoughts. He was supposed to be pleasuring you, not crying over your chest.

Returning to the task at hand, he started rolling his hips against that one particular spot he knew was your favorite. It made his whole body twitch, the way he just wanted to thrust into you, but you never let him until you came from how good that one spot felt.

"I-is this...? Ngh-"

It was too hard to form sentences at this point, placing all his focus on hitting that spot instead of chasing his own high. Regardless, he felt it coming anyway, in the pit of his stomach.

"I-I'm gonna- hgh- mommy, please-"

When he finally came against that sweet spot of yours, you couldn't tell how exactly you felt. A part of you was proud he knew so much about you, and despite his desperation, he went slow, trying to figure out just what you wanted. On the other hand you felt sorry for him, seeing him cry above you like you had just broken his heart. All around, you just wanted it to end.

"Xiaoxiao."

He squeaked when he heard your voice, looking up from where he was hiding his face in his own chest. His tear-soaked, red face was surprised for a moment, before he saw the look or adoration in your eyes and melted.

"Mama!" Was all he said before throwing himself at you, wrapping his arms around you and quietly sobbing into your neck. "D-did I make y-yo-u feel good?"

"Yes, honey, you did great.," you reassured him quietly, running your hands up and down his back and through his hair.

"Then... why-y were you so q-quiet? A-and why were you loo-oking at me like that?"

"I'm sorry, baby, I'm sorry," you kissed him softly. He was holding onto you for dear life. "Never again, I promise."

You weren't sure how long the potion had left, but once it was gone, you'd make sure your boy felt loved.

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Heizou

Heizou stopped kissing along your jaw to look over your face. Once he did, his eyes slimmed.

"That's quite the look you got."

You closed your eyes and relaxed, putting your arms behind your head.

"I take it you aren't too interested, hm?"

You kept silent, simply shrugging. His jaw ticked at how coy you were. Usually you were pretty worked up, no matter how your nights went down. His hand trailed down your skin, until it was just above the waistband of your underwear.

"Mind if I get you interested, then?"

You quietly chuckled at the confident ask, inviting him to try. With a little of self-admitted frustration, he stuck a finger under the fabric and lifted it, listening to the nice snap it made when he let go. You didn't so much as flinch.

"Holding your ground tonight?"

He huffed when you remained silent. His hand slid under one of the cups of your bra, pinching one of your nipples. He pinched hard enough that you would normally be writhing, because he had taken plenty of time to learn these things about you. However, when you had no such reaction, he decided he had to go for something more drastic.

His hand slid down under your underwear, pressing a finger to your dry folds.

"You really aren't lying, huh? What, am I not trying hard enough?" He tilted his head, giving you a teasing glance, but by how silent and calm you were with your eyes closed, he could've sworn you were asleep.

"Are you even awake?" His voice was irritated, and his facial expression reflected it when you opened your eyes, but you kept your mouth shut, keeping up the facade.

After he took a moment to look over you with his jaw ticking, he huffed again. "I can't tell if you're messing with me or just don't want it tonight."

You simply smirked at him, closing your eyes again.

"I take it it's the first one, then."

With that, he kissed the edge of your lips before sliding down until his face was between your legs. He slid your underwear off and messily licked your cunt, hitting your clit with every stroke of his tongue. He then sucked on your clit while a finger entered you, prodding at your walls. You didn't loosen or tighten around him, adding to his confusion about the situation.

When he judged that this wasn't doing anything for you, he pulled away and rose, hovering over the rest of you. When you felt he had stopped for a while, you peaked an eye open, seeing him looking irritated above you. You opened both eyes, giving him an innocent look.

"Don't give me that. What's gotten into you?"

Just like before, you shrugged. But you blinked in surprise when his length entered you in one snap of his hips. He ground against one of your sweet spots, but you still had no reaction, meanwhile Heizou was panting above you, watching your expressions like a hawk.

When he finally started thrusting, he hid his face for a moment to calm his moans before he returned to watching you. His restrained expression would've been a pretty big turn-on if you weren't numbed.

"S-so that's- ngh- it then? Noth-thing?"

You sent him a condescending smile. He chuckled bitterly.

"Fuck, you're g-good at that- hah-"

He tried keeping a straight face as he fucked you, keeping eye contact, but he ultimately failed, cursing and hiding his face for a moment.

"H-have you always been able to- huff- do that? Or am I j-just awful?"

There was still no response and his mind was in turmoil. Hadn't you told him he was the best you'd ever had? Surely that wasn't just pity.

When you saw his strained expression, you couldn't help but break the facade.

"It feels great, Shika."

He looked up at you, as if he wasn't sure if you had said it or if he was hallucinating. When he saw your gentle smile, it made his heart ache.

"Don't lie to me-"

As soon as that bitter tone started coming out of his mouth, you grabbed him by the chin and pulled him into your lips. He reluctantly kissed back after a moment, melting into it. When you pulled away, you were soft with him.

"Stop being a bitch and cum already so I can tell you my secret."

He huffed. "You're the bitch," he mumbled against your chest before he went back to rocking into you at a fast pace.

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Honestly, this was less fun than I thought it would be :( hope some of yall like it anyway

I think u were sent by the heavens BECAUSE THE HICKEYS/NECK KISSES ONE WAS TOP TIER?? (mwah 😩👌) I WAS PRACTICALLY DYING WHILE READING THEM, CAN U PLEASE DO KAZUHA AND SCARAMOUCHE I WOULD LITTERALLY BUILD A SHRINE FOR YOU 🧎🧎

part one (albedo, thoma, xiao)

authors note ⊱ sorry this took me so long ive had this in my drafts for months (crying)

characters ⊱ kazuha, scaramouche

warnings ⊱ completely safe! enjoy!

rating ⊱ themes of smut, mdni / view discretion advised

kazuha

he thinks neck kisses are sweet, romantic, intimate; all three being things he enjoys. and it also leaves him a little heated, itching with desire

the moment your mouth is over his throat he’s letting out an airy giggle, finding your lips ticklish. he always eagerly tilts his chin up, offering his neck over like it’s nothing, even though it truly isn’t; it’s a very vulnerable place, but perhaps that is why he gives it so easily

but it isn’t long before he gets a little noisy, breathy sighs turning into soft “ah”s, shivering with every wet noise, shaking with every suck

he sometimes bites his lip, but his entire face will always flush a rosy red

and this is certainly one way to get him riled up, but he isn’t really much of a pillow princess unless you order him to be

the moment you start displaying actions like this, he’s seeking you out, too, eager for more, wanting to touch

he’ll brush hair behind your face, cradle your head as you sink your teeth and he gasps, or whine as you press a leg between his thighs

but the best part is when he can find an opening to do the same, bringing one of your arms to his mouth, kissing sensually at your wrist, turning the tables until it’s your throat against his lips

he loves, loves, loves being marked, and is not embarrassed about them

he will be a little shy and blush, but he’s not ashamed of them at all. if anything, he looks a little pleased someone noticed, given he’s pretty proud of you and your relationship with him

scaramouche

the thing about scaramouche + neck kisses is that usually it = biting

and he’s the one biting you most of the time, if you allow it

don’t get it all wrong; it can just as easily be affectionate as it can be erotic. he has a habit of nipping idly at your fingertips and then sucking them, staring up at you through strands of soft hair and pretty lashes, eyes sometimes set into a piercing glare

it’s almost like a ‘stimming’ action: he wants to sink his teeth into your shoulder just to feel it, or to bite up the length of your throat just to fixate on the suction of your skin in his mouth or the marks that he can taste along his tongue; memorizing how it feels, almost desperate

neck kisses on their own, towards him, though: well, he wants to be bitten back

you have to be rough with him. this isn’t some pretty little fairytale where you can make him melt with just an affectionate peck to the throat. no, no. it has to be sensual. you have to work for it.

if you want to leave him gasping and shuddering into you, grasping for you with his fingernails, leaving scratches along your arms, then you have to kiss and suck and bite like he’s your last meal, like you’re trying to seduce him, or else all you’re getting is a blank face and a shrug; he doesn’t respond otherwise

he’s not the type that just will get kissed and then, boom, you have him melting over your lap. 

it needs a little more: he needs the depth of the interaction, he needs teeth and he needs tongue, he needs you to suck his skin like you mean it, like you’re trying to eat him alive, in a way that is nearly romantic, and painfully intimate, but in a way that hurts (which is what he wants)

talk dirty to him, rough by his ear, and it adds onto it

mouth at his collarbone with the intensity of someone eating him out, and he’s shaking; dig into his throat, and he’s rocking his hips into yours with a grunted growl between his teeth

and if you’re not leaving hickeys, what’s the point? he wants you to go all in or don’t go for it at all

no one really notices when he has any, since he wears sleeveless turtlenecks, which covers the general hotspots; if anyone did notice, though, he gets unexpectedly angry and grumpy and embarrassed, all at once

𝗧𝗛𝗘𝗜𝗥 𝗙𝗔𝗩𝗢𝗥𝗜𝗧𝗘 𝗦𝗘𝗫 𝗣𝗢𝗦𝗜𝗧𝗜𝗢𝗡 !

˖˚˳⊹ their favorite sex position feat ayato : itto : kaeya : xiao : diluc : zhongli : childe : scaramouche : dainsleif x fem! reader

˖˚˳⊹ warnings: nsfw

standing up with ayato while he fucks you against a mirror, but you have to understand him! he's always so busy, even he needs some release every now and then. Good for him you're always by his side, completely unraveling against his touch whenever he wanted you to. "Open up a bit more, c'mon now." he whispered against your ear, gazing up at the mirror as he watched your facial expression knock to the other side, hiding your embarrassment that was written all over your cheeks. Though you obliged to his request, spreading your legs further as he seemed to approve, his voice low, barely a whisper as he continued to hum into your ear. Your whines set fire to his groin as the wave of pleasure hit your cunt so dearly, clamping down on his heavy cock which was dragging violently against your abused walls.

against the wall with itto because he's always searching for a new opportunity to show you just how strong he truly is, his shirt sweaty and stretched tightly over his body while his biceps flexed, the roped muscles of his forearms rippled while he was thrusting upwards your sloppy cunt. "you're mine mine mine." he'll chant groaning in between thrusts, feeling how you grabbed onto his upper arms with your small hands, nails digging and leaving crescent shaped marks all over it while you hid your face in the nook of his neck. Your eyes shutting tight at the stretch his cock would inflict on you while it dragged against your velvety walls heavenly, speed higher at every moan bubbling over your lips, biting down on the tender skin as he fucked you harder until white blurred your own vision completely, making you see stars.

69 with kaeya because even though you‘re on top of him, he‘s still controlling every part of your body. If you even dare to tease him a little bit, he‘ll make sure to properly punish you afterwards. Don‘t think he‘ll ever beg, it‘s beneath him and not his style, though when you still decide to toy with his heavy balls, touching his angry cock with light brushes, he‘s going to lose it. "Fuck, just- do it already." he snarls at you, combined with a whine that sounded unreal, arching his back when you drop it past your lips, not stopping until you feel it bob against your throat. "Please." his voice, barely hearable but you could feel the desperation in it. The whining that came out of his mouth was making you see white. A small chuckle escaped you as the vibration of it went all over his gut. For a second kaeya doesn‘t move, exhaling trough his teeth when he decided to play the game better than you, dipping his face into your sobbing cunt, flicking his tongue over your puffy clit because he craves the dominance you tried to take off of him a second ago.

straddling with xiao because it‘s exactly how he wants it, you‘re so close with your arms around his head while he can suck on your nipples without a care in the world. Not to mention he can guide you up and down his cock, controlling the pace as he pleases. He‘ll put the mounds of flesh into his mouth, licking and lapping all around your bud while handling the other tit sensually. He‘s so in love with your boobs, it’s not even licking anymore, he’s slurping to his hearts content, rolling his tongue around the bud like a madman while you‘re riding him, chasing your climax like it‘s the only thing that mattered in this world. And once you reach over to bring your hands into his hair, tugging on his scalp, hard, xiao‘ll completely lose it. He’ll groan out through clenched teeth, letting go of your tit with a lewd pop as he dropped his hands into the flesh of your hips, slamming you back hard onto his cock until you're whining for release.

spooning with diluc in the morning is probably your favorite way of starting the day. He'd watch your body sleep peacefully next to him, small breathing and fine drawn twitches as you continued to slumber deeply. Though once you can feel him press himself against your ass, eyes fluttering open and whining out his name all tiredly, diluc certainly got more than a little hard by those tiny gestures that you'd make whenever he would wake you up, and archons how much he hated himself right now. The last thing he would want is to wake you from your sleep but he just had to have you right now, he couldn't go another minute without burying himself deep inside your cunt, it was just painful around his groin. He'll continue to rut against your clothed pussy before hiking his fingers around your waistband, slowly pulling down your underwear as you reached over to stroke him lazily. He helped you line himself up with your hole, feeling your cunt sucking him in the second he pushed himself into you as you laid back to rest your head against his shoulder. <3

mating press with zhongli because he loves breeding you <3. He will literally lose all his self composure and senses whenever he thinks about it. It's like turning to a complete different being whenever you let him paint your walls with white spurts of cum. And zhongli will never keep his eyes away from your sobbing cunt, not when his juices are spilling from your hole, pussy fluttering around nothing while he continued to fuck the cum right back into you. Normally he'd always have to go slow when sliding into your cunt, but because of you being filled with his seed to the brim, sinking inside of you is easily done without any problems. "you're so obedient." he'll coo, his chest rising and falling once he thinks about a future with you, swollen belly and it's all because of his seed. Spreading you open even more to see his cum flow from your hole around his cock and connecting the both of you even after he pulled out, will certainly drive him completely over the edge.

having you in a chokehold with childe because he doesn‘t really care how he‘s fucking you, all he cares about is how good his hand looks while choking you hard, feeling the way you desperately hiccup whenever he ruts into you. The sharp tone in his voice clinging through his teeth could tell you just how fucking needy he was for you already. And those whines you'd try to get out while he's choking you is music to his ears, you're so adorable in his eyes. He's impatient, pulling you closer to his body before he went to place one of his hands back on your neck, teasingly squeezing against your flesh as you rolled your eyes back in ecstasy. The heat in between your legs was almost unbearable to you, radiating through your body until you felt it in your bones, "archons, you're so sexy." he'll blurt out while sensually swiping his thumb over your abused lips, "come on now, don't give up on me yet, 'kay?"

doggy style with scaramouche because he'll always find a way to degrade you somehow, he needs to be in control and wouldn't want to give it away at any time, basically holding onto every single straw of control he could get. His thoughts haunted him for hundreds of years now, tainted with images and blood he wished he could shake off, though impossible in doing so. The only release he could get, the only way of him running away from his thoughts was whenever he was with you. He wouldn't be nice though, scaramouche doesn't know how that worked or how he should behave normally. Pushing you harder against the mattress while he pumps himself inside of you, bodies melting and sticking together from all the liquids pouring out of you but archons, you were so vulnerable in front of him. Marks visible to his possessive eyes while he continued to thrust sloppily into your messy hole while kneading the mounds of flesh on your ass.

reverse cowgirl with dainsleif because it‘s all in front of him, really. Your ass dropping down his cock and soaking his legs with your slick, he was so unbelievably sensitive and throbbing against your walls. "fuck- 'm gonna cum." he uttered while grabbing the flesh of your ass, trying to slow you down somehow but you wanted to make dainsleif cum so badly, he was always so good to you! the faster you‘d go, the more he would clench his teeth together just to hold out a little longer, arching his back only to gulp out harshly, adams apple throbbing against his throat in response. Though once he starts to wince and whine that he‘s going to release any given moment, you can‘t help it but clench around him even more, rolling your hips harder and those lewd noises, archons, skin slapping and dainsleif crying out screaming with his newly found aching voice which sounded so fucking erotic in your ear.

(heizou : kazuha : albedo version)

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— In which their s/o gets kidnapped 

Scaramouche | Diluc | Raiden Ei | Cyno

Tags & Notes | GN! Reader, hurt to comfort (?), a little angst. Reblogs and comments are very appreciated. Stay safe and healthy everyone! <33

Warnings | Mentions of torture.

Additional Note | The 3.1 trailer was honestly everything to me, Scaramouche’s comeback, Dottore’s first appearance in the game, Cyno and Al Haitham fight, and Candace <3

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SCARAMOUCHE

“Find them! If I see one scratch on them, I will turn you all into corpses!”

He’s obviously not having any of this. 

You said it yourself that you would be by his side no matter what and he let you in his life and now…

Oh, a fool he was to let his subordinates take care of this matter.

“On a second thought, I’ll handle this myself”

He’ll bring only a few to help him clean the mess he’s going to be making once he’s done with the people who decided to take his jewel away from him.

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genshin men and their red flags in relationships . ( gn! reader . )

●○●○●○●○●○●○●○●○ fear not, dearest . for some dream of mortals are sunrise stained and spring warmth flavored, others find no purer solace than the serene melody of an everlasting winter blizzard. you are the bearer of the stars - the one ruler of thy fate .

characters : kaedehara kazuha , diluc ragnvindr , xiao , albedo , venti , tartaglia , scaramouche , kaeya alberich .

genre / warning : angst / view on red flags . mentions of controlling/manipulative behavior , yandere tendencies / traits mentioned .

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[ conflict avoidant personality ] - kazuha is a true pacifist- too much so. respectful is he, his love like the first snow, beautiful, gentle and graceful. everything would seem perfect for a seemingly long time until one day he starts avoiding you. no matter how hard you try, you couldn't fit within his reach. in reality, he had been avoiding every bit of negativity in your relationship under any cost to preserve the peace, hoping day and night for the problem to solve itself. each time he felt his space being disrupted, every single small discomfort or dissatisfaction he felt in the relationship because of you, kazuha was afraid to offend you and break your bond, so he had endured with a polite smile and a kiss on your cheek. but the limit has come in the end. whilst you were dancing, basking in the beautiful wonderland of the love he built for you all along, he found no energy to pretend anymore. even until the end, he couldn't tell you his boundaries, you didn't find out what you could've done better. really, like the scarlet leaves pursuing wild waves, he was gone. no matter how hard you ran, you couldn't reach his soul anymore. maybe if you'd noticed his strained smile, maybe if you tried harder to read between the lines... you would never know now, would you ?

[ possessiveness ] - diluc is a wounded, but gentle soul. life has turned for the worse too quick for the young lad, having lost so, so much for someone his age. because of that, he was guarded. once upon a time you were outside of his stone cold walls too, knocking gently for him to trust you, to return your everlasting warm love. and trust you, he did. your love was like a burning fire, passionate and endearing. everything diluc wanted, you were the embodiment, his dear loving angel. he loved you, so so much to the point he would feel fear and anxiety pumping in his veins all the time. are they hurt? are they feeling comfortable right now? are they hungry, feeling sad or lonely? every part of you, he wants to protect with each piece of his own soul. anything you needed him for, anything you desired, he was willing to tear himself down limb by limb if necessary. diluc fell deeper in love with you each passing moment, and with his suffocating love grew his possessiveness. of course that guy was flirting with you, stay away from him. of course she didn't mean well giving you that suspicious flower, didn't you look at her mocking gaze while she offered it to you? it might be harmful. turn to me. rely on me. use me. need me. i'm all yours, all you'll ever need. i'll protect you darling, i love you so.

[ overprotectiveness ] - xiao isn't well versed in mortals, relationships or anything of the sort. he warned you, pushed you away, avoided you, even almost threatened you (with no ill intent) countless times in fear of harming both you and himself and convinced himself that it was for the good. but did it work? no. with your persistence, he was later able to accept that even he with bloodstained hands and karma-wrecked soul, deserved kindness and love. so he embraced you, the fragile, delicate mortal who he wanted to keep by his side for as long as heavens allowed them. he was so careful, asking, affirming and making sure before doing anything at all from touching, holding, fondling and gently kissing. his love felt feather light like butterfly wings caressing your heart. however even a butterfly wing's flap could cause a storm. if left unattended, if not explained and communicated properly, xiao would spend minutes, hours, days worrying over your safety. he would quietly inspect every inch of your body with his piercing eyes to make sure there were no bruises, wounds or anything of the sort. if you fell ill, he would scold you that you were careless to have gone out in the cold weather with your overly skimpy pretty human clothes, not even noticing your eyes silently watering at his coldness. and if anyone dare hurt you, whether it be verbally or physically, he would be willing to tear them apart, have them taste the vigilant yaksha's blood-curdling cold fury. you closed your eyes and hoped, wished desperately for his wrath to come to an end. your beloved alatus, you whisperer - you could fix this behavior, he is just not familiar with humans and your emotions... right?

[ knowing / unknowing manipulation ] - albedo silently prided himself in absorbing knowledge and social necessities quickly. he had spent a long time with humans and often even felt connected to the mortals already, so he didn't doubt his ability to be a loving partner to you and accepted with a gentle smile on his pretty face when you confessed your love. from the first touch of your hands to the first time you made love, everything was perfect- it felt like a fairy tale - your heart was safe in your beloved kreideprinz's delicate hands. but each day that passed, you just couldn't calm down the voices in your head whispering, warning you that something was wrong. you see, often time when you voiced out your concern or a small problem to him, albedo would listen to each of them with utmost undivided attention. he would ponder, comprehend, then accept your stance and apologize. after that, he'd decide to change and never do it again, molding into your desires perfectly. it had never been a problem before, but when he started subtly asking, demanding for you to keep your hair longer, to cut off your ties to some of your friends with "ulterior motive", to quit your current job and look for another because it "overworked you too much", you felt too much pressure. when you finally voiced this like your other problems though, albedo blinked and confusedly tilted his head in a questioning manner. he, for once, didn't see the problem. humans were give-and-take from nature, are they not? if you asked something of him, he would gladly change and make an effort for you. he's been doing so each and every time, it's only fair that he did the same to you whether it be with your knowledge or not. you were so happy with him, weren't you? you were happy when he said you looked more attractive with longer hair, and that friend of yours ended up badmouthing you to everyone after you cut ties, didn't they? see, he was right all along, he was doing just what was right to keep his love away from those... lowlives. he laced his fingers with yours with a charming, seductive smile, wrapping your tender heart with his tightly-woven red strings of destiny he weaved with you, as he liked to believe.

[ overwhelming affection and attachment issues ] - tartaglia knew he was a hard person to love. heck, he didn't even think he was ready for love but the first time he laid his ocean eyes on you, he swore his world stopped. you just had to be his. because of his certainty and determination, he courted you, bought you flowers and asked you out on a dinner date. brought you to lingju pass and opened your eyes to the beautiful view of jade moons over sea of clouds. he was a breath of fresh air, always leaving you wanting more, excitement and starstruck a part of your daily routine by now. but you were anxious that after a while, tartaglia's feelings would change. he was a fatui harbinger, it would be bothersome for him to remain committed, wouldn't it? oh, my sweet, sweet darling he laughed when you first voiced your worries. he held you in his hands, hugging you oh so tightly and pressed soft kisses on your shoulders to your neck. you see, he was worried to overwhelm you. from the moment he saw you, from your first encounter, he had already decided that you were his as he was yours. but if you were thinking such useless thoughts in your pretty head, you needed more validation, right? so he gave you just that. he spent millions, billions of mora to buy you expensive gifts, pretty things that reminded him of you. he would take you to snezhnaya to his family, showing you off and playfully claiming (or was he?) that you were his fiancée, the one he was promised to. he whispered words of love and promises of eternity each and every day, every moment you two locked eyes. the more you spent time with him, the fire in his eyes no longer seemed warm, it felt like it was burning you along inside. when his honey-laced voice confidently declared everlasting love, cuddling you and inhaling your scent that he would like to smell even on his death bed, you felt like his "eternal love" was more of a threat than you first assumed.

[ gaslightling / ignoring boundaries ] - venti has spent long, long lonely years in the physical form of his lost "partner". among those years in rapidly flowing time, he was not expecting to find someone possibly even dearer to him than his old friend. but oh his lovely, lovely muse, you were the embodiment of all the love songs he had ever heard in over his millenniums-long existence. but ah, just as he expected a relationship with a mortal came with many problems. he would hug you, kiss you, touch you any time of the day anywhere and giggle innocently in your ear- silently daring you to say no. if you did express your discomfort and voiced your problems with his overly-touchy behavior in the center of a blasting city in midday, he would just laugh and ignore your cute little protests. if you did emphasize and get angry or hurt over his little concern for your boundaries, he would be very confused. but this is what all lovers do, kiss, hug and all that! you're just being too sensitive, my muse. it's fine, no one cares what we do, i promise. he'd hum and hold you tight in his arms, just wanting to bask in your warmth as long as possible. he knew you wouldn't be by your side forever, he claimed. that's why he doesn't hold back, he explains further while holding your hands on his chest, that's why he never wants to be apart from you, because he loves you so much and wants to spend all of his time with you. it's fine love, i understand your boundaries! but you're just not used to receiving this affection dear, i'll teach you. it's fine, venti cooed in your ear with the softest, gentlest voice he can muster to tickle your fragile heart, to make you understand he is just doing this out of love, trapping you in his maze once again.

[ afraid of commitment / doesn't commit ] - kaeya was an enigma nobody could fully unravel, and he was all-too aware of it. he made sure to keep up that facade, after all. he had a lifelong mission, an unattended decision to make when the time has come. he had responsibilities, ones that would never ever end as long as he breathes, walks this godforsaken world but damn, he wanted you. he wanted you so bad, he wanted to whisper forever in your ear, he wanted to wipe your tears when you were struggling with nightmares (he was not a stranger to them too, the nightmares. but even that, even a trivial weakness like that, he didn't let you know.) , he wanted to wake up to you sleeping safe and sound next to him every single day. he didn't know what possessed him that day to accept your confession, maybe it was the liquor, maybe it was how beautiful the night skies were under the big tree of windrise combined with your pretty eyes avoiding his in embarrassment while uttering words of love- innocent, but truthful warm love for him, kaeya alberich. or maybe, just maybe because he truly loved you more than you ever knew, did he accept your confession with his signature coy smirk and teasing words. but kaeya was afraid now. he was afraid of how warm and fuzzy he felt around you, afraid of how all of his dreams (nightmares) were away for too long now. instead, each and every night he dreams of your featherlight kisses, your dazzling smile and your voice whispering i love you. if this keeps up, he knew all too well that his attention would be divided, that he would hurt you, him and everyone else around when the doomed time were to come. so he did you a favor, he convinced himself. kaeya smirked in that annoyingly fake, seductive way and declared that you were just not meant to be. he wouldn't say anything else and end your relationship with the same teasing smile on his lips. little did you know, the proud smirk fell the moment you left with teary eyes. he knew you wouldn't stay in mondstadt for long after that. at least for a while. he muttered to himself, at least for a while, you would be safe. safe from him. safe from the disaster he was cursed, obligated to cause one day.

[ anger issues / violence ] - scaramouche. where should you even start with him? oh the mighty harbinger balladeer, or should you even call him that? you scoffed, staring at the sunset in a mockingly beautiful estate he bought you on the land of inazuma- the one he was born- oh no, created in. he had multiple fancy estates, mansions bought under your name in each state of teyvat now, since you were to accompany him everywhere anytime he desired. you grimaced a bit at the stinging sensation when the servant girl wiped the lighting-shaped scar he had left you a while ago. it was still stinging, throbbing with tingles that made your stomach drop in uncertainty. a claim, a physical engraving over your body mind and soul, scaramouche claimed when he marked you with this... ugly scar. it might look like a normal lightning, similar to the electro vision shape if closely inspected. to some it may even look pretty, and that made you all the more upset. the o mighty balladeer was so flawless sometimes, apologizing to you in that sickeningly fake sweet voice, caressing your body gently with his "love" if he was even capable of such emotions. you silently cursed the day you fell in love with him and you felt forsaken now, since he claimed, and from then on miraculously "shared" your emotions. to him, he was doing everything to keep you, his pretty doll lover by his side. he didn't mind having your loving gaze on him, your pretty head full of his thoughts and most importantly, having someone who thought he was worth loving. someone who wouldn't abandon him. someone his. he would never let you go, he would love you, he would keep you by his side. that's what you agreed for from the start, didn't you? of course he sometimes lashed out, mildly harmed you mentally or physically from time to time and all, of course scaramouche understood that. he understood it well, he was not perfect after all- no one is! but if you try to talk to him about his flaws, he would laugh in your face as though you made a hilarious joke. who were you to say that to him? were you perfect? no you weren't - he would state each and every moment you defied his orders and made him dissatisfied, every single moment he remembered that you made the slightest bit of mistakes- but then in the end, stress that he kept you by his side even though you were such an ungrateful little "lover". he didn't abandon you, he didn't even harm you on purpose! he just left a physical engraving on you to wandering airheads who might think to touch what was his, what's wrong with labeling what is rightfully his? you offered yourself up to him, you said you loved him first, you started this. he was not going to let you slide so easily. his pretty, pretty little doll. all his, he murmured when he kissed your lightning scar on your thigh. love me, love me, love me more, my doll.

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RIP Kaeya Alberich who died from electro charge when he was fighting an electro lawachurl on water

Just Don’t Look [Yandere Diluc x Reader]

Title: Just Don’t Look [Yandere Diluc x Reader]

Synopsis: Diluc is a perfect gentleman. He must be. Because if he isn’t, you don’t think you can handle it.

For Horrorfest request: Diluc and “I’m scared to close my eyes; I’m scared to open them.”

Word Count: 870

notes: Yandere, kidnapped reader, bondage, noncon touching

Dawn Winery is a beautiful estate.

And you can’t complain about the company, either.

Diluc Ragnvindr is the perfect gentlemen. He pulls out your chair before every meal he attends–almost every dinner, and sometimes he stays long enough in the mornings for breakfast. He inquires about your day with the utmost of sincerity, even though it is almost always the same (you read, you embroidered, you took a bath).

He ensures that his staff treats you with respect and gentleness, never raising their voices or throwing furrowed brows your way. They  help you get dressed in clothes that are softer and finer than anything you’ve ever owned. They prepare your baths, filled with sweet smelling soaps and oils. They fetch you things to do, if Diluc has permitted it.

You’re treated so well here. Like royalty, some might say. Kindly. Finely. Like some precious jewel that must be handled with the highest of grace and care.

But… and there’s always a but, when you are treated so well.

But.

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