Cries Of The Wretched Imposter

Cries of The Wretched Imposter

•Part 3•

Character mentiond: Zhongli, Venti, Raiden Shogun/Ei, Wanderer, Tsaritsa,

Barbatos wouldn't be hunting down an imposter if it wasn't because he was forced to, he couldn't do it. He does not wish to be a hypocrite, for he himselves had stolen the face of his own friend. Whenever he was forced to hunt them down, he misses the arrow purposely with a pleading look whenever you turn your face towards him.

'Please... Run and be safe.' he thought, he isn't one to be a tyrant. He could see that your soul is gentle, he grips his bow as it disperse into golden particles he doesn't want to harm anybody.

Zhongli, the former Geo Archon. His opinion to obey the Creator is absolute, he shall hunt down the imposter if they oh-so desired it to be. Yet he couldn't, it's like the earth rejected him. Not moving in his command and impale you, it bounced back at him. Whatever he tried, even throwing the meteorite at you but it simply fell onto him. He grit his teeth in absolute rage and frustration, like a dog bearing it's fangs toward the real owner whom it had forgotten.

Raiden Ei, The Electro Archon. She who turned a blind eye towards her people in order to achieve her eternity. To fulfill and gain the righteous bit of attention from her Creator, when the moment the Imposter Hunt Decree had been established. She could feel herself almost ''happy'

Hunting you down when she heard you had stepped foot into Inazuma, she thought she could execute you publicly and earn the glorious reward. When the dog finally showed it's claws, has it realised that it's useless.. As the Mussou Isshin inch closer to slice your neck, the lightning struck down her sword, making it flew away from your neck. The lightning wasn't hers, she saw how the sky darkens more, mists covered the entire land of Narukami it almost reminded them of Tsurumi Island.

"How dare you bare your claws towards our Divine Creator!" The Thunder Manifestation voice booms, a sudden huge void opened in front of you. The Golden Wolflord slithers out of it menacingly, it towers over every citizens of Inazuma. The Shogun looks up in mild annoyance, using her sword to slice through the monstrous being but it does nothing. Her electro power was no longer working, squinting her eyes as she tries again but only to get struck down by Teyvat's lightning. She grits her teeth is anger 'What The Fuck?!'

"Your power is no longer working, You who dares to harm the All-Creator." The Golden Wolflord growls as he speaks. It's little cubs helping you to get off the makeshift guillotine. The larger ones carrying you careful to not harm you with its claws, teleporting you away from them "Your traitorous acts shall not be forgotten, you who has been believing in white lies." The huffs and growls from the Golden Wolflord, the people shiver in fear at the threat.

°~🌙~°

Wanderer who longed to have a heart, was granted with one. He could feel it thump in his chest whenever you get close to touch him, he's eager to be touched by you. He lays his head on your lap, tangling your fingers in his dark violet hair. Humming a soft tune that lulls him to sleep in the comfort of your presence.

He will do absolutely anything for you, anything if it means by killing someone, even that thing that mimicks you. That Disgusting Wretched Worm that tries to mock his god.

°~❄️~°

The Fatui was in a move, they were desperate to find you. They have a different intention unlike other foolish creatures that always follows blindly like a sheep toward that.. Thing.. They have long known that the one on the throne was not you, Tsaritsa saw it with her own two eyes. The blood that spilled from a sword of a traitor, it was red. Tsaritsa at first, was in doubt. Hopefully the blood turns gold after it dried right?

No.. It didn't, even after a few days, after it oxidize.. It just turns brown, just like that of a human. The Prophecy of how the All-Creator's blood is the most purest and divine, wrecked her brain like a tsunami. The fact that the Prophecy never lies, it was a record hidden away from most. Only those who truly recognised the All-Creator shall be granted to have it in their hand. The record was written by Teyvat itselfs, no beings can alter nor can they destroy the record.

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Tsaritsa, The Cryo Archon herself. Held you in her arms, she knows that it is undignified and she is basically disrespectful toward you but she didn't care. She wanted to drown herselves in your presence, truly it had an impact on her unlike that imposter. The way you held her in your arms, cradling her taller form to be lower than yours so that you can hug her more comfortably.

She glance past you seeing Nahida and Wanderer, the betrayal of her 6th Harbinger didn't mind her one bit since he was loyal to you. You are everything that she devoted on since the beginning, she will make that thing that sat on the overly tainted gold throne pay. For fooling the entire world.

°~🔴~°

All the people that wronged you, sat on their knees. Begging to be forgiven, begging for anything except of this. All of them from when they scorned, tortured and chased you like an animal, now all of them begging to be forgiven from such sin. Some even tried to kiss your feet but they were kicked away from doing so by Wanderer, "You dare lay your dirty mouth on our Creator, that same mouth that wishes to kill them?!" The people cried and wailed as they were denied to do so

No amount of tears and prostrate will forgive them of their crimes.

That imposter who wore your face, had tried to escape first but failed as they were grabbed by the neck and almsot turned blue. That thing cried and beg to be let go but it's all futile, they shut their fcking mouth when they received death glare from your true acolytes. Your familiars walks beside you, it glowered at the people with hungry eyes. Ready to feast upon the traitors.

The imposter was scared to the bone, trying to get away from Lieu and Daru. Failing to do so as they drag it by the ankle and devoured them like it's their last meal, eaten alive as their guts spew out and dirtying the ground. Though that wasn't enough.

Resurracting that thing back alive again, this time their face was different. It was like those common npc faces, they were yet again tortured by the Harbingers, one by one resurrecting after dying. The blood that spew out of them wasn't gold, it was red. Even after it darkens, it stays that way. None were changed. The people who witnessed this punishment, shall have it engraved in their brain. Tattoo it, that they have worshipped an imposter all along.

All while you were sitting up your throne, a gentle smile plastered on your face, The Cryo, Dendro and Anemo Archon by your side. They all didn't spare a glanced toward that thing, Tsaritsa stared down at the people, "You shall not be forgiven even for eternity. Even until there's no end, Your sins shall not be erased."

The Imposter, died cruelly and rightfully by your hands. Their last words were "Please... End me already." You granted it but not in a pleasent way of course. You may be gentle but sometimes, a heart does not mean it's the only thing that exists within you. You are after all capable of ending anyone if you desired.

None shall forget that either.

Teyvat cheered as the Imposter dies, the birds are singing, the flowers are blooming. On this day, People shall finally open their eyes. To realize what they had done, 'They' who are so blind. Fools who are just so gullible to trust anything on their path without thinking even one single bit.

—The End—

This may be a bit too rushed but I have many new ideas for some reasons.. Again I'm so sorry!! But I hope the new upcoming stories will be more interesting.

Tags: @mulandi @bittersweetorpheus @akemisamui @erosdevil @shizunxie @ehe-te-nandayou @kalims @fauxizs

hi so my heart broke when scaras gross was taken away and wondered since in sagau were the all powerfull creator qhat if on his birthday we make him his own custom gnosis tailored to git him in every way like it not only matches his fighting style but it also fits his aesthetic

Authors note; Okay so this is pure fluff. Like teeth rotting sweet fluff. I feel majority of my writing talent revolves around smut so this should be some good practice! My love for Scara came out so this writing turned out a bit mushy.

CW: Sumeru archon quest spoilers, gender neutral reader, a pinch of angst in the beginning, possessive behavior, lots of physical touch, scaramouche being a brat towards other people, certain comedy aspects, mentions of Ei, Miko, Tartaglia, and Heizou

Everyone in Teyvat feared the man formerly known as the balladeer, but not you. You knew his story, you admired him from the very beginning. Before your decent into Teyvet you loved him from the bottom of your heart and wanted nothing more than to help him.

Scaramouche had met you before his attempt to become an archon. You had given him the affection he had never received before. Because of this he had began to grow attached to you. He thought that you loved him until Ei’s gnosis was taken from him. He was so confused, he thought you cared about him.

You had watched what happened but didn’t interfere. You loved him but you knew that he needed to learn a lesson from this situation. It hurt your heart to watch the gnosis be taken from him by Nahida but you knew it wasn’t his. You allowed this to happen because you thought he would lose himself once he absorbed all of the greater lord Rukkhavata’s knowledge. You loved him far too much to let that happen.

You watched the battle play out and then took him back home with you so you could help him recover from his injuries. As he laid in bed for a few weeks you cooked for him, brought him medicine, and did your very best to comfort him. You tried to explain your reasoning behind allowing the gnosis to be taken from him and to your surprise he seemed to understand your side. He slowly became fully comfortable with your affection. He took advantage of any moment you weren’t busy to snuggle up next to you.

The whole time he was with you he seemed devastated over what took place. He didn’t even have the energy to throw sarcastic remarks around. He just seemed utterly heartbroken. You understood his pain and did your best to think of a way to make him feel better.

During the time he was spending recovering, you had been coming up with a gnosis design for him. It had broke your heart to see him in the shape he was in. If it meant turning him into a lesser god to make him happy you would do it.

The gnosis was significantly weaker than the other seven. You didn’t want him to try and wipe out a whole nation as soon as he got it. The gnosis was made to emotionally comfort him and protect him, not for him to start the next archon war.

You thought an anemo based gnosis would help him feel more secure, and give him an identity separated from Raiden Ei. You were very careful with your ideas, drawing each of them out on a sheet of paper before starting with the actual creation process. Every single thing down to the color was made to match him perfectly. The new abilities he would receive would be things he would have designed for himself.

Once your creation was finally finished and his birthday was right around you corner, you thought this would be an excellent gift. You had spent the whole day trying to make him happier. You took him anywhere he asked, and bought him whatever he wanted. All of that to lead up to the end of the day where you could give him his final present.

“I have something for you, Scaramouche. I worked extremely hard on it, and I hope it can be a good substitute for what you lost all those weeks ago. It’s made specifically for you.” You extended your hand and placed the gift into his palm. He looked at it with furrowed brows struggling to form a thought.

The way the blue and purplish hues shifted and flowed as he held the gnosis in his hand made his heart pound. The the rim of the gnosis matched the golden rim of his hat. The words “It’s made specifically for you.” replayed in his head as he stared at it.

He didn’t have any clue what to say. This was the nicest thing anyone had ever done for him. In all honestly he wanted to breakdown at your feet right there and then. He never said anything to you, all he did was pull you close and hold you so you couldn’t see the tears threatening to fall. You rubbed his back gently and rocked him ride to side while shushing him.

The night of his birthday you held him all night and told him how much you cared for him until he feel asleep. You had given him something to prove your love so he was finally able to believe your words of affirmation. His heartbeat didn’t calm down all night, you had promised to teach him how to use it in the morning. He felt like a kid waiting for santa claus, he could barely even shut his eyes for more than a few minutes.

If he wasn’t a religious man before he surely is now. You had cared enough to do such a thing for him. You put time and effort into making something for HIM. It doesn’t matter if your intentions for making this for him were romantic or not, he will take it as a relationship proposal. He sees this as a sign that you are both connected in a special way.

At this point he’s disregarded all of the other gods, they were irrelevant to him. All that matters to him is the purity and kindness you showed him. You cared for the unloved and cast out, something that he’d never seen any other god do.

The time he spent with you increased by a lot. You could barely breathe without him invading your personal space. The thought that you, the creator, the only real god in his mind, cared for him when no one else would was enough to tie him to you forever. It doesn’t matter what you try to do to this boy, he’s not going anywhere. Even if you demand he leave you alone, he won’t care. He’ll stay right next to you until the day he dies.

Not only has he invaded your personal space, but your bed too. He used to be respectful and stay in the guest bedroom but ever since the night of his birthday he has been plopping down right beside of you and expects you to hold him, and play with his hair all night long. He seems to hold a belief that you and him are on equal terms because of his new power. (despite still being less powerful than the 7 archons 💀)

Ever since you gave him the gnosis he has devoted his life to you. You’ll wake up and he’ll be there already giving you a back massage. You wish people could see him for how sweet he actually is with you. He’s so doting and caring toward you but just becomes a little demon with everyone else.

Be prepared to never speak to another man again after you give him this gnosis. He once saw you laughing and joking with Heizou. He had no problem walking right up to you, accusing Heizou of trying to be a home wrecker, and throwing you over his shoulder to carry back home.

He’s not very quiet about the new gift he received. He brags about it like a 13 year old boy that just saw boobs for the first time. It doesn’t matter to him if he’s already told the person about the gnosis. He’s going to tell them again with a shit eating grin on his face. He loves for people to look at him. He’ll wear the gnosis around his neck if he’s with you, just so people can gawk.

You know those annoying boys that say things like “Oh you like insert band?? NAME EVERY SONG” yeah that’s him but with you. “Oh you’re a believer in the almighty creator? Name the location of every single mole on their body. Can’t answer?? Exactly, that’s why they didn’t give you a gnosis.”

He will BEG you to go update Ei on his situation now. All he wants is to walk right up to her and shove it in her face that her “trashed creation” is getting treated better than anyone else in teyvat. You figured they already knew because he had already done his runway strut in inazuma with his new gnosis on full display.

You have to nearly have to tie him down to keep him from running to Snezhnaya to challenge his ex co-workers. God forbid the Fatui find out about this. They will be coming for his gnosis with no hesitation. I’m sure Tartaglia will be extremely hurt seeing that a short gremlin ended up getting a gnosis instead of him. You better keep a close eye on Scara just encase a certain someone tries to take his gift.

If anyone doubts you as the creator his blood boils, but if anyone praises you as the creator his blood also boils. He fears when other people praise you, he wonders if you will cherish them more than you do him. You just cannot win with this man unless you are his beloved.

Wmmap Lucas x reader Head-canons and a little one-shot/scenario ? 😋

Information:

Reader Is Claude & Diana’s first born who is older then her by 2 years

She resembles her mother a lot she has her eyes, hair, personality and dresses like her mother since she just loves the siodonna clothing

[and I imagine them more comfy then royal clothes]

Not mine :D but how I imagine her

She and Lucas love to tease one another, and Y/N is a huge savage but also can be a simp, but not a annoying one more one who randomly makes him compliments and boosts his ego

For example:

Athy Y/N Lucas

“Lucas has such a huge ego” “yeah but- I mean he Is a 10/10 he’s ridiculously handsome and he knows it 🤭”

“For you Lucas” hands him a suit “why?” “Cuz you would look hot in it 😗”

Everyone just doing their own things “You’re so Handsome Lucas” ‘smirk’

She has good manners but she is rather bold with her close friends and family in privat

Tiny example

Public: Sister, Father, Mother

Privat: Athy, Dad, Mom

She’s also reincarnated she was an orphan and died at the age of 15 because of a sickness.. she wasn’t poor like Athys past life she even had a phone and was really into social media so she would sometimes confuse everyone [mostly Lucas] with her art of talking 💀

Another example 💀

“Bro take that back-“ “imma just act like I didn’t hear that crap” “tf you doing Lucas?” “On my momma I don’t do these kind of things”

[idk why I wrote so much 😭 you can ignore some of it especially the last part… I Just never saw this kind of reader and thought it would be funny]

Flashback

“How did I get into this?” Mumbled Lucas, who was being dressed up in Sidonian clothing by none other than the infamous firstborn princess.

His face flushed red as he saw Y/n smiling up at him holding a necklace he had once given her.

“Help me,” Y/n muttered, moving her dazzling gold hair to the side as Lucas hooked her necklace.

He was so in love with her, never in his entire life had he ever thought that he would fall in love with a human, but this girl stood out to him, she was a dianhong rose next to all these weeds.

She made him feel things he never felt before,

Perhaps he would have to steal her away from Athanasia and her overprotective father

Reality

“Y/n… are you in love with Lucas?” Exclaimed Athanasia happily, making a loud ‘clunk’ as she places her teacup on her saucer roughly. 

She knew Lucas was in love with her and she intended to find out if her sister liked him back, she knew from her past lives that Lucas was perfect for her. He had burned down empires to earn her love and destroyed anyone who dared get in their way.

Both princesses were in Y/n’s personal Rhodonite palace, gifted to her on her sixteenth birthday by the emperor himself.

“Oh, Athy, love is love, and I suppose i’m madly in love with that beautiful magician,” Explained Y/n, sighing dreamily, a smile gracing her plump lips.

Athanasia lit up as she smiled at a tree.

Why was Athanasia smiling at a tree?

“Athy, baby, have you finally lost it?” inquired Y/n

Only to see the tree form into a human-like creature, with black hair and blood ruby eyes

Lucas

Oh, so he must know. That's alright.

Lucas wandered over to Y/n

“How rude of you to spy on us. Perhaps I should not talk to you for some time since you dared to disrespect my privacy, hmm?” Y/n turned to look at Lucas, anger flashed in her rose eyes, her face showed a strained smile.

He threw his hands up as if meaning to surrender to his darling and slipped himself next to her on her golden rimmed and red tufted chair. He wrapped his arms around her waist and placed his head on the crook of her neck.

“*sigh* Princess please forgive your handsome magician,” Lucas teased

Athanasia huffed, was Lucas always so full of himself? That magician made her blood boil at times. Athanasia excused herself and left.

“Looks like your ‘handsomeness’ has driven my baby Athy away,” Now it was Y/n’s turn to tease

“I’m an acquired taste princess, only ladies with class love me,” Lucas smirked slyly

“Then I must be the classiest of them all,” Y/n shamelessly flirted as she flicked Lucas’s forehead.

Any hatred in her eyes had now become love, there truly is a thin line between love and hate

Lucas is a walking threat, a menace to the world. If he wants to burn down an empire no one can stop him yet he happily lets Y/n hit him without bothering to stop her.

Lucas may be the strongest but Y/n will always win against him.

Today, the pair were wearing matching outfits as Y/n insisted on it.

Lucas wore a white button up with most of his buttons open, a navy blue blazer with a gold encrusted peacock pattern and a thick fleece coat tied around his shoulders with a chain of gold and sapphire, while Y/n wore a navy blue tube top with a design akin to that of Lucas’s and a gold ankle length skirt with navy blue ruffles.

The couple looked stunning, however the evening wind was frigid and Lucas could distinguish that his beloved was shivering

He slipped his cloak off and wrapped it around both of their shoulders.

“Lucas, your supposed to give me the entire cloak,” Y/n sighed shivering slightly

“I’m cold too princess!” Lucas whined as he cuddled closer to Y/n wrapping the cloak tighter around the both of them. The thick fleece felt heavenly against Y/n’s bare shoulders, neckline and back. It started to get darker but both Y/n and Lucas felt too comfortable to move, Y/n placed her head on Lucas’s neck while he placed his head on top of hers.

Lucas brushed through her hair with his fingers and braided it carefully, he slipped in a few roses in her hair as he braided them. He would be soft, only for her

Y/n may be a princess to the kingdom but she was the queen of his heart, he gave a lovesick smile as he watched the moon illuminate onto Y/n making her sparkle like a goddess.

He always associated himself with the moon, he was the moon and Y/n was his sun. He needed her to bring out the best in him and feel complete. Something about watching the moon shining  on her face made him feel content.

“Hey…Y/n?” He asked, his face beet red

“Yes?” she asked unable to see his face because of the position she was in

He lifted his head of hers and pulled her jaw closer to his

And pressed his lips onto hers, twirling the necklace he had given her in his fingers.

After a blissful minute the two parted, Lucas looked away embarrassed and Y/n blushed lightly

“I can tell you have never kissed a girl before,” giggled Y/n, Lucas was a bad kisser but she still liked it.

“And you have?” Lucas asked, his voice low and dangerous

“Yes, Ijekeil,” Y/n teased

“He kisses very well,” She continued

Lucas’s face expression changed to that of a kicked puppy, he turned away from Y/n.

“I’m sorry, I'm sorry. I shouldn’t have said that, I love you more than everyone except Athy,” Y/n traced apologies on Lucas’s hand with her finger.

Lucas turned around and embraced her tightly

“Never joke about something like that again,” He spoke sharply, hurt laced his voice

“I won’t my love, don’t leave, I want to stay with you for the rest of the night,” She smiled sweetly pointing to the stars

“Lucas, love me for eternity,” She kissed his cheek.

“Forever and always, my violent princess,” He grinned

— art trade with @187-mg

hitman!haruchiyo sanzu x housewife!reader

synopsis: your husband is out late again, but you have a surprise guest coming over to keep you company.

content: 18+!! non.con to eventual dubcon. gunplay. murder. infidelity. degradation.

wc: 3.7k

note: thank you to wren for the great idea and to @gxmblinqueen for beta reading this for me <3

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its time for the girls to admit that Armin is not some sweet and innocent little angel. that man is most certainly a demon when you get him out of his shell..like he is NASTYYYY 😫

themes: rough sex, aggressive and degrading armin, choking, spit play, bulging, unprotected sex, throat fucking, daddy’s used like twice, pet names (and name calling) him being a sadist and an asshole, along with some other shit

he’s been your friend for years and granted, for a long time, that’s all you saw him as. Quiet, sweet, reliable Armin..who never made too much of a fuss about anything. He was the shy one, the timid boy who didn’t like trouble (which was much more than what could be said of his other buddies.) honestly, you preferred it though.

but it’s one night, when the two of you are quietly studying that it all changes and things get very intense..very quickly!

one minute, the two of you are nose deep in your textbooks and the next, he’s balls deep in you, trying to put you through his fucking mattress like he’s got something to prove. Your nails clawing at his sides, tapping at his abs to slow down but he’s not letting up..

“You better move that fucking hand if you know what’s good for you..it’s not stopping shit so put it down.”

instead, he’s slamming that thick, throbbing cock into your tight little pussy, that’s already sore and soaking wet from his pounding. He’s got your legs pinned back; opened wide so you can both watch all eight inches of him pulsating through the pit of your stomach. His thumb pad rolling against your already sensitive clit as his lips pressed to your gold chain laced ankle and soft instep, thanks to that foot and white painted toes pressed to his chest.

“..hngh! Arminnnn..fuck!”

coaxing out another stream of squirt to join the several others he’s induced out of you with those long, rhythmic thrusts. Even taking that big dick of his out to tap the tip against your folds and make it worse.

the result of constant teasing…swearing that he wasn’t capable of piping you like this. However, he was more than happy to debunk that claim and trust, it didn’t help when you confessed to fucking a friend of his. So he was extra motivated to make you his for good.

“Yes, baby. Keep crying for me..keep begging ‘cause it only turns me on.”

the sight of watching you twitch and flail around amuses him, so much so..he’s put it back in mid orgasm and feels that cunt clamping the base of his shaft. Clasping a hand around your throat, he leans down and snakes his tongue into your mouth; feeding you sloppy kisses and deep strokes.

“Besides, this is exactly what you wanted, right? For me to show you I wasn’t pussy..that I could fuck you better than anyone you’ve ever been with? Well tell me, sweetheart…did I?”

“Y-yes! It’s so good, daddy…fuck!”

laughing and taunting as he slightly restricts your breathing for his own pleasure, watching your brown eyes roll back as you claw at his wrists, shaking your head profusely. It feels so damn good and he’s definitely gotten his point across but he’s far from finished..

in fact, he knows just how he wants to use you next..finally releasing, he moves those same fingers to the side of your face with a few light taps.

“..good answer. Now get up, I’m not done with you.”

his voice much lower in pitch and honestly, deep enough to cause a twitch between your thighs. This new side of him were both frightening and fucking sexy. Grasping the top of your head, he reluctantly pulls out and repositions you to the edge of the bed with your head dangling from it.

once he crawls off the bed, all you see is that massive dick dangling in front of your face and his hands cupped around the back of your neck to support your already dizzy head.

wasting not another second, he places that tip and shaft into your mouth and begins pumping. Not even an hour ago, he was your homeboy and now, you were nothing more than a useless hole to him. An object, a toy to play with and take out all of his frustrations..

he’s having his way and you love it. It’s a given at this point that no one will be able to top him. You could fuck his whole crew and not one could ever compare..

the gulping noises and sloppy sounds of you sucking his cock are driving him crazy. He’s mad with lust and power, having this much dominion over one person’s body. Watching as he sees himself bulge into the center of your throat. Tears streaming down your cheeks only adding fuel to the burning fire.

he can hear you faintly whimpering and whining, causing vibrations around his length. Even clawing at the sheets momentarily but as you’ve come to learn, he doesn’t give a single, secular fuck about your feelings right now.

it didn’t matter how much you gagged, spat or even slapped at his muscular thighs. You were his until he grew bored and let you go.

“I don’t need to hear all that whining, bitch. I need you to eat this dick up..hell, throw up on it for all I care. You just better suck that nut out when I say so.”

the way he’s talking to you, it’s too much to bare…you’ve never seen him so aggressive, so mean and so…focused. But God, do you not want it to end anytime soon. He could have it all night if that’s what he wanted. Just to ensure that the inside of those jaws are nice and lubricated, he tugs out for a split second only to replace it with a long string of his saliva before shoving it back in.

this time, he’s going deeper and a lot faster. Grunting loudly, going crazy until he began to slow up and eventually, hold it in place for a minute. You could feel him sitting stagnant in the back of your throat until there was another faint twitch and his thumbs pressing gently into the sides of your neck.

“…hold still.” The last words he uttered before letting out a loud, guttural moan and a stream of milky cum into your mouth..making you swallow every drop as he emptied his balls. Tossing his head back as he cried out, letting the silky remnants slip down your throat.

“That’s right, swallow it..”

once he finished, you were given a very brief break while he decided his next move. Coughing and heaving, you’d lean back up, trying to catch your breath for a second. But there was no rest for his little slut quite yet. Giving you two light love taps, Armin ushered you to your knees and on all fours.

he’d place his palm into the center of your back to get the arch exactly as he wanted it and from there, he’d prepare to glide back in. Just to make sure that you stayed put, he raise his leg and press it to your head before tugging both arms backwards.

he was straight dogging your shit and at this rate, you wouldn’t be able to move afterwards…a risk well worth the reward.

“..just in case you wanna run from me.” bending down to whisper in your ear before proceeding to push himself in all the way one last time. And if you thought for a second he’d take it easy, you were sadly mistaken. With that thick ass bouncing off the base of his cock, he’d drill your pussy, back with those same strokes that had beaten it sore the first time around.

with all of your limbs in his grasp, (y/n) was only left with the option to scream face first into the sheets to let out those moans and let him know how wonderful of a job he was doing. In and out..one stroke right after the next, he was met with your tight grip and gushy cream all over him. He couldn’t help but to act crazy about it..

“Oh fuuuck..you’re such a perfect fit, baby. It’s like this pussy was made just for me..” crying out as he kneaded his nails into your hips and fucked up into you with all that he had. It was the mist soft and vulnerable you had seen him since this little sex session. It just wouldn’t remain that way..

switching his foot with his fingers, Armin bent down and snatched your head up yet again, as if he were trying to tug the hair from your scalp. Barely coherent, you were met with his very menacing glare and smile.

“Which means I better not catch you giving it to anybody else again. Understood?..” the words resonating throughout your body like a spell he had cast and there was no way you were breaking it.

“I said do you understand? Talk..”

“Yes, daddy. It’s your pussy..it’s all yours..”

between the weight of his body burrowing down on you and the intense pressure swelling in your heat, you couldn’t handle another second and after hearing you make that statement, neither could he.

he felt on top of the world.

curling over your entire frame, Armin made a few more final strokes before commanding that you come all over his dick and you didn’t hesitate.

“Oh my God! I’m coming..” screaming with all that you had left, (y/n) let out the last of the wetness onto his shaft and the sheets. Falling limp shortly thereafter, you’d feel yourself become less full.

but you’d hear those sexy grunts of his rang out again as he jerked his cock, wringing his wrist around until your back was met with the warmth of that white cream against your perfect brown skin.

it was a beautiful sight and one he wanted to see whenever he felt like from now on…

“..who’s soft now, sweetheart?”

✦ 𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓 ✦

✧ 𝙈𝘼𝙂𝙉𝙐𝙈 𝙊𝙋𝙐𝙎

⋄ Best piece of literature you'll ever read and consume ✧ 𝙎𝘼𝙂𝘼𝙐 𝘾!𝙄𝙢𝙥𝙤𝙨𝙩𝙤𝙧 𝘼𝙐

⋄ C!Impostor Premise ⋄ What would happen if the Creator and the Impostor meet early? ⋄ Anon's version of what happens if Creator confronts Impostor ⋄ A Reader, an Impostor, the Creator, exactly which one is it? (1) ⋄ A Reader, an Impostor, the Creator, exactly which one is it? (2) ⋄ A Reader, an Impostor, the Creator, exactly which one is it? (Bonus) ⋄ A Reader, an Impostor, the Creator, exactly which one is it? (3) ⋄ A Reader, an Impostor, the Creator, exactly which one is it? (4) ⋄ A Reader, an Impostor, the Creator, exactly which one is it? (5) ⋄ A Reader, an Impostor, the Creator, exactly which one is it? (6)

✧ 𝙃𝙚𝙖𝙙𝙘𝙖𝙣𝙤𝙣𝙨 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙎𝘼𝙂𝘼𝙐 𝘾𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙩𝙤𝙧!𝙍𝙚𝙖𝙙𝙚𝙧

⋄ Headcanons (1) ⋄ Headcanons (2)

✧ 𝙔𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙎𝙩𝙖𝙣𝙙𝙖𝙧𝙙 𝙄𝙢𝙥𝙤𝙨𝙩𝙤𝙧 𝘼𝙐

⋄ Your standard Impostor AU (1) ⋄ Your standard Impostor AU (2) ⋄ Your Standard Impostor AU (3) ⋄ Your Standard Impostor AU (4)

✧ 𝘿𝙧𝙖𝙗𝙗𝙡𝙚𝙨

⋄ Albedo x Reader ⋄ Horror Obsessed!Reader Sagau ⋄ True Crime!Reader Sagau ⋄ Media Obssessed Reader in Genshin ⋄ Genshin reacts to "history of the entire world I guess" ⋄ Sagau Reader that don't give a shit ⋄ Reader but it's "nUmBeR 15, BuRgEr KiNg fOoT lEtTuCe" ⋄ Reader but it's Shane Madej ⋄ Simp Reader (horror) ⋄ Mondstadt bois do an IRL edit

✦ 𝐀𝐩𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐜𝐢𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐄𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐭 (2022)

⋄ 𝐀𝐩𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐜𝐢𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐄𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐒𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐝𝐮𝐥𝐞 ⋄ Monday: What did C!Reader do before meeting Aether? ⋄ Tuesday: Recall comic for Chapters 1-4 ⋄ Wednesday: QnA Where no one actually asks anything ⋄ Thursday: Drabble Part 2 of Your Standard Impostor AU ⋄ Friday: Getting to know me (Jae)!

✦ 𝙇𝙞𝙣𝙠 𝙩𝙤 𝙖𝙤3: SAGAU C!Impostor AU | Your Standard Impostor AU

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