Who Is The Real Creator?

Who is the real creator?

-TW: cult, yandere, impostor au, mentions of hunt

-Gn reader and darling (please tell me if i mess this up message me and i will fix it)

plot idea (This was inspired by another post but i can't find it ToT):

Reader is friends with Darling. Sometimes Reader helps Darling with dailies, grinding and building the characters.

Somehow reader ends up in Genshin Impact but it's in Darlings world.

Reader is mistaken as an entity that is trying to take over and harm Darling as they have been controlled by Reader before and do not like it.

The Reader is hunted down and shunned it all comes to a stop once Darling descends and stops the hunt. Misunderstandings are cleared and Reader is finally safe from the crazy Acolytes.

All should be fine now except it was the Reader who created Darling's account and gave it to them.

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Reader wiped the sweat on their forehead with the sleeve of their robe. The Sumeru weather was rather hot this midday as the sun was at its peak. With nothing better to do Reader decided to dust off the front of their house.

It was more akin to the size of a cabin and rather isolated yet Reader loved it as it gave them the privacy and security of four sturdy walls. A place entirely of their own *they could control* and it was far enough they did not have to suffer the company of people.

Reader was rather thankful for the Dendro archon to gift them this place.

After what they have been through it was more than deserved, no?

They did not really know what to think of Nahida. On one hand, she had not tried to kill them or hurt them, she was one of the few people who did listen to their side. On the other hand, she was an archon and Reader's experience with the other was not. . . They had no words to describe it. It was plainly a negative horrible experience that still haunted Reader as they slept at night. Their only solace was that the mess of the events that happened months ago was over and that they were a Free person once again.

It does not help that occasionally the archon would give them an intense blank stare that did not suit her young face. Whenever she stared at them like that Reader wanted to bolt through the nearest exit but the stare was gone as quickly as it came.

Reader continued to dust off the porch collecting the dust and dead leaves on a pile they had left the dustpan inside of the house. Just when they were about to head inside to grab it they saw two familiar figures. There was no doubt that the floating figure and golden hair belonged to the Traveler and Paimon, the latter already giving a wave.

Reader gave a small smile and returned the wave.

"Reader! Long time no see how have you been?" said Paimon.

"Hi Traveller, Hi Paimon sorry you had to come and see this mess, I have been fine hopefully you guys kept out of trouble?"

Paimon answered with a sheepish smile.

The Traveler greeted them and Reader ushered both of them inside the house towards the kitchen and made them sit while they prepared some tea.

"It looks like you settled in nicely Paimon is happy for you Reader."

"Thank you Paimon, yeah it's been really nice here."

Reader put the kettle on the stove and almost forgot how to be a proper host.

"Oh right, I have some leftover cookies! Let me grab that."

"You don't have to overexert yourself Reader," said the Traveler with a gentle smile.

"No- no it's fine I was trying a recipe the other day and I made too much, you guys have to eat it all by the way or else it's rude"

"Well, then we would be bad guests if we don't eat right traveler?"

The traveler did not reply and gave his floating companion a deadpan expression. It was rather amusing to see how to see in real life rather than the game - this is not a game anymore stop that.

Eventually they bought over the cookies and poured the tea. Reader was rather proud of themselves for once. Paimon did not hesitate to dig in and they were rather delighted that their cookies were being enjoyed. The Traveler sipped his tea calmly. Reader smiled and blew on the hot tea before also drinking it.

"I see you have been reading about the history of this world?"

"Yeah it gets rather boring just cleaning here, the Dendro Archon dropped by and gave me some books, she's smart since I don't really know much about this world."

"Yeah! Despite looking so young Nahida is really perceptive and wise, Paimon is kind of jealous."

Aether looked at his companion with a playful look and Reader knew he was about to tease his companion. They tried to hide a smile behind the teacup as they took a sip.

"Ohh! Paimon almost forgot! Darling asked us to deliver a letter!"

Reader's smile tensed a little. Aether's previous playful look was gone and he looked at them with concern. Reader held the teacup more harshly than necessary. It was fine they did not need to be babied. They gave Aether what they hoped was a reassuring smile.

Reader was still confused about how to behave around Darling. That person was their best friend, they had been friends since before Reader could remember and all the way to adulthood sharing an apartment. Yet knowing that the person you trusted the most was behind your suffering, even indirectly? It hurt like shit. Reader could not even meet Darling properly since one of their cursed "acolyte" or whatever the hell they called themselves always trailed behind Darling and Reader refused to be near any of those acolytes who actively tried to kill them before. So both were at an awkward standstill.

Isn't it supposed to be bros before hoes? What the hell Darling.

Paimon gave them the letter and Reader tried to thank them without sounding off.

Looking at the letter Reader wanted to scoff, what were they a 1800s paramour?

They looked at Aether they did not want to be rude and read the letter while they were in a conversation. Reader thought it would be the equivalent of reading chat messages while in front of friends, which was impolite. Aether gave them a smile and a nod, and Reader felt a bit at ease.

They opened the letter.

Huh.

They were a little taken aback by how normal this letter was. Reader looked up and Paimon was looking at them rather curiously but tried to hide it by staring at her tea.

"Darling says they are a bit overwhelmed being the creator and all otherwise they are fine it seems."

"Ohh Paimon would bet it would be super stressful taking the position of the creator like that, Alhaitham was so busy as acting grand sage," she brings a hand to her head mimicking it as if it was heavy, "Paimon imagines there is a lot of paperwork."

Reader laughs, it was nice to hear Paimon light-hearted take.

"Yeah Darling mentions that."

Reader does not mention the worries of their friend(?) in the letter or their stress that is something private between them. Things change yet Darling still confides in them Reader is not sure how to feel about that as they sip their tea.

The rest of the day goes smoothly as they all converse about Paimon and the Traveller's adventures in the newest nation, soon it was time to say goodbye and Reader did it with a smile.

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"Come on where did I put it?"

Reader said in a frustrated tone as they barrage through the books on their shelves. They know they had the book somewhere for the class. The professor on that topic was someone who always made snide comments on the failure of students and whatnot and Reader did not want to have to deal with that.

"I hope I did not come at the wrong time?"

"Lord Kusanali! I did not see you there, sorry for the mess."

It felt like deja vu when the Reader said that, remembering the time the Traveler came to visit them.

Nahida smiled and shook her head. From the open door they could see Wanderer standing outside. He looked a bit grumpy then again he usually always looked grumpy, a shame for someone with such a beautiful face.

"Please call me Nahida Reader I like to think we know each other well enough now."

Reader gave Nahida a sheepish smile and wrung their hands together it was a nervous tic.

"Sorry everyone calls you that or well Dendro Archon I did not want to disrespect you I sort of owe you a lot"

"No it is we who owe you a debt -," She looked rather sad, and seeing Reader's expression she changed topic rather quickly, "I came to talk about your recent activities I am very happy to see you being more active and joining classes."

"Ohh, Thank you," Reader paused a bit before answering, "I used to be a student. . . before I came here so it's nice having something familiar."

Nahida looked at Reader with a beam and they continued to talk about the classes Reader took and whatever they taught about officially joining a darshan. As Reader turned around briefly they missed the glossy and contemplative look the Archon gave them.

They finally found their book and with the Archon (and Wanderer) in tow headed towards the Akademiya. Turns out they did not need to find the book the moment the professor saw the tiny Archon he went pale faced and Reader had to hide a smile. Wanderer was not so subtle as he loudly snickered.

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It's been so long I hope you are doing okay I do miss you. . .

Reader folded the letter and looked out the window. The night skies here were clear no city lights and pollution that distorted the view. The stars shined without care, Reader felt a sudden chill and headed towards bed covering themselves in the blankets. They still looked out towards the sky.

"Miss. . . I guess I do miss you."

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After everything was said and done Reader laid in the bed alone in the infirmary. There was a nurse and a doctor and whenever they came Reader would shake like a flame about to be put out easily by a gust of wind. They could not handle human interaction anymore. Once Darling came they were alone. Darling had cried and Reader had cried before an acolyte Came over and Reader looked at Darling horrified.

Why was Darling with those psychopaths did they not know what they were capable of? They might hurt Darling she needed to get away-

Reader must have gone into hysterics because soon the nurse came and injected them with something.

It was later told to them by the Dendro Archon herself in person that Darling was the creator. The cause of the hunt was because of Darling their childhood best friend.

Reader hugged themself.

Reader asked if they could speak to Darling but the Dendro Archon said the acolytes would have to follow them, they did not trust Reader in this condition.

As if they were not the psychopath who tried to kill an innocent person Reader thought.

Reader did not want to meet Darling if it meant having to meet the acolytes.

Reader was so so tired and just wanted to sleep.

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Sumeru's climate was rather weird to Reader who never lived in a tropical climate before. It seemed to rain and while hot at the same time. Reader who grew up in the north much like Snezhnaya's climate was confused as it only rained in the cold autumns rarely do you get rain in summer but they adapted quickly.

Yet something felt off this particular day, they tried to distract themselves by doing dishes. Outside the rain was still going on but Reader noticed how eerily quiet there was no rustling of the winds or a single bird finding shelter in the trees. They quickly wiped their hands and strode towards their desk.

Reading was always a good distraction nothing beat reading while it rained, they remembered how they would sometimes turn on a raining asmr video as they read fanfics. The silly memory brought a smile to their face. But just as they saw down they heard a loud knock. Reader jumped up from their seat.

Their chest felt heavy. Unless it was Nahida, the Traveller or the Wanderer who in the early days delivered groceries to them, no one came to visit them they doubted it was a robber why bother knocking then? Maybe it was someone lost or seeking shelter from the rain both options sucked they did not want to entertain people yet, they wrung their hands together. When someone was in need they could not look away anymore.

They ran towards one of the dressers and bought a spare towel and scurried for the entrance door. With hurried and clumsy motions they opened the door and there-

Was Darling.

Darling looked. . . distraught, they were a mess from the last time they saw each other. Gone was the intricately styled hair and neat robes instead their hair was a mess and their clothes wrinkled. Even their face looked pale and it looked like Darling had not slept in days. Most notable was the lack of acolyte trailing after them, Reader almost expected to hear Zhongli's "I will have order!" followed by a meteorite striking Reader down and their cabin.

"You- Wait are you alright what is going on? Why are you alone? Did something happen?"

Darling still looked distraught and everything seemed really wrong, perhaps they should have been calmer when they asked their questions they did not need two people who were on the verge of panic.

"R-reader I-I," they paused before breathing in, "I bleed red," they said as if that single revelation could destroy them.

"Huh?" Reader replied dumbfounded

It Appears That I Have Been Reincarnated as a Draconic Villainess in a Self-Indulgent Fic!

(The Dark History of The Reincarnated Villainess)

Poly!Yanderes x Iana Magnolia!Reader

This is a collaborated work with @staradorned. The intention of this story is for entertainment purposes only, it is not my personal belief(s). The behavior exhibited here is inappropriate and unhealthy, hence it should not be encouraged. There are also triggers, so please take caution. You are responsible for your Internet consumption!

Trigger Warnings: Obsessive Behavior, Explicit Language, Mention of Attempted Murder, Stalking.

PART SIX

PART SEVEN: PLAYING WITH FIRE

The rest of the holiday went smoothly. No one attacked either Lady Konoha or Lady Iana, and everyone seemed to have enjoyed themselves. Sol thought he had overstepped his boundaries during the shopping trip on the first day and that was why his mistress treated him indifferently. He began to despair when they returned the estate, that he had lost his beloved’s trust entirely with no hope of redeeming himself, until he’d been summoned to her chambers late one evening. 

At the time, Sol had been down in the kitchens preparing a menu for the next day’s meals. No one could comprehend just how hard his heart hammered against his chest when he heard the housebell that was connected to Lady Iana’s room ringing once, then twice with a light ching. 

The former assassin all but bolted from the kitchen, his feet pounding against the marble stairs. He was slightly out of breath when he arrived at the double doors leading to  his mistress’ private sanctuary. Swallowing the lump in his throat he raised a clenched, gloved fist and knocked. 

“Come in.”

Sol felt a shudder crawl down his spine at the sound of Lady Iana’s voice coming from the other side. He then opened the door and saw a very familiar sight; dressed in her ‘loungewear’, barefooted and hunched over her desk, was Lady Iana. No doubt she had a burst of ‘creative fever’ and would be drawing in her sketchpad until she was ready to go to bed, even though it was already so late in the evening.  

He felt his face heat up the sight, cursing himself for getting too excited at seeing her bare arms.  Sol was about to say something when she looked up from her work and over her shoulder, blinking at him with bloodshot eyes and a very small smile. 

“Thank you for coming. I apologize for summoning you this late at night, but may I trouble you for a cup of chamomile tea and something light to eat? If you think that’ll wake up the staff, the tea would be most appreciated.”

Sol blinked. “You…wish for me to serve you?” He asked slowly.

“Yes. If you prefer not to, then you’re excused. I’ll go and grab something later -”

“No! No,” Sol cleared his throat. “Please stay here. It would be unsightly for you to walk around the mansion looking like that, so I will prepare the refreshments. May I ask how much longer do you think you will be up?”  

His mistress shrugged. “Hopefully not too much longer…and thank you.” She then turned her attention back to her desk. “Once you’ve completed that task, go to bed. I have no doubt tomorrow will be another busy day.” 

Sol bowed, closing the door behind him with a low ‘click’. He couldn’t believe it. His mistress wanted to serve her. She has begun to trust him with completing her requests. This had to be his second chance. He could not take it for granted! He will strive to become a servant who is worthy of being by her side, protecting her both in the light of high society, and the darkness with a blade in his hand.  As he stirred honey into the steaming cup of tea, Sol began to fantasize the life he could have with his mistress…the life as her servant, and her lover. 

But at this moment, he needed to make sure that she did not stay up too late so that she does not sleep through her lessons. Tomorrow was Thursday, so she had riding lessons at nine o’clock in the morning and then political studies after lunch, followed by tea with Lady Konoha and Sir Ginoford at three. 

The days blended into weeks. Between his mistress’ lessons and outings, there was also the matter with the holy church. Although Lady Konoha had expressly, and politely, stated that she did not want to become a saint, the head priest was unhappy with her refusal. He wanted her to come to the church and train her abilities, no matter what. It seemed like Lord Magnolia might have to get involved with this situation and put his foot down before things got out of hand. 

If there is one thing that Sol was certain of, it is that Lord Magnolia treasured his eldest daughter dearly and would never let anyone force her to do anything that she wanted to do. Same with Lord Ginoford. She had two people to protect her from the holy church…but his mistress had no one at her side. Which is why it was important that he gained her trust again; why pay for a bodyguard, when he is more qualified than those who are looking for a quick coin? 

No. It had to be him. No one else is worthy of being in Lady Iana’s presence. 

When Lady Iana had reached a milestone in her magical and aristocratic studies, to become perform perfect etiquette at a social function and seamlessly craft spell stones without having to rely too much on the spellbooks, Sol thought it was a cause for celebration….but more importantly, they were celebrating that she had not broken his trust in her. Not once, even as he escorted her to Lady Menoa’s estate for a tea party or the gardens, did she flinch from his touch or tried to run away. She acted as if nothing had happened between them. She had, at last, forgiven him for his transgressions against her. 

And there is no better way to reward his mistress than with a surprise trip to the capital and visit her favorite shop with an unlimited budget to spend. It took a lot of persuasion on his part to secure these funds, as the master preferred to spend money on Lady Konoha’s wedding than give an allowance to the youngest Magnolia. 

Although this was supposed to be a trip just for them, how in the world did Lady Konoha join his mistress in the carriage too? Of course, Sol was not pleased with this turn of events. However, Lady Iana gently reminded him that no one can deny the woman whom everyone in the Rose Kingdom adored, not even the footman or he, as he is still a servant of her household and thus must oblige to the command of Lady Konoha too. Sol clicked his tongue in disappointment but kept silent as he rode the carriage through the capital’s busy streets until it pulled up in front of the fabric shop. 

Crammed between two other buildings, its brick-and wood exterior gave off the feeling it was not the establishment of a highly acclaimed merchant who sold many different kinds of fabric that catered to the designs of Lady Iana’s creations. Sol smiled softly as he watched her bolted through the glass doors with the excitement of an eager child once she had stepped out of the carriage. He and Lady Konoha followed right behind her. 

They watched Lady Iana wander through the store, cooing over the latest designs mounted on the mannequins or the newest fabric rolls on display. Since she had earned his trust, why not give her a little freedom to be on her own? He can stay by Lady Konoha’s side, should anyone dare to approach her with the intent to court her. For some reason, all of the men fell in love with Lady Konoha and wished to become her lover even though she was already engaged. 

Have things always been like this?

While Lady Konoha asked one of the store employees about one of the dresses, he saw Lady Iana from the corner of his eye walking towards the back, where more fabric rolls marked for a lower price were located. When Lady Konoha tried on the dress with some jewels, she had it wrapped up, including a necklace with a rabbit-shaped charm for her adorable, hard working sister. 

Sol felt disgust crawl down his spine at the twisted look in Lady Konoha’s cinnabar irises. Her love or Lady Iana…it wasn’t normal. He needed to protect his mistress at all times, even if he had to wait for her when she tended to some personal matters. But twenty minutes have passed and Lady Iana never emerged from the back of the shop.

Concerned, the former assassin went to check on his mistress….only to see rows of merchandise yet no sign of his mistress. Brow furrowing, he walked into the back where the employees were mending clothes for clients or on their break. Of course, they were surprised to see someone here, though they claimed to not have seen a noblewoman with Lady Iana’s physical description. 

“Sister? Little sister, where are you? This isn’t funny, please come out from wherever you are hiding!” Lady Konoha called out in a teary voice. 

Gritting his teeth, Sol walked through the entire store from the bottom to the top floor that was reserved only for clients who had come in for a private fitting. There weren’t any clues nor any indication that there had been any sign of a struggle. There is an employees’ only entrance, but the employees each had their own key, and none of them here today had lost it. Nor had anyone had walked through the front entrance except for a few ladies who were shopping, an old woman who had come to collect supplies for her shop. 

Sol felt dread coil tightly in the pit of his stomach, followed by a searing-hot sensation piercing his chest. Lady Iana hadn’t been kidnapped. It wasn’t possible…because he strongly believed she had helped in escaping him and Lady Konoha, and she had shattered his trust in her. When he found her, and he will, he will make sure she will never see the light of day ever again. 

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Part 2 of this~

Content : Rengoku X Fem reader X Uzui. Threesome. Exhibitionism. Oral sex (giving and receiving). Unprotected sex.

Taglist (Let me know if you'd like to be added to the list!): @its-missa

Not one to waste any time, Rengoku's hands slid up your Yukata, ignoring your yelp as he grasped what he was looking for.

"W-W-Wait! Rengoku-sa-aaann!" You squealed as the man grabbed your panties and slid them off of you, discarding them before immediately grabbing the back of your knees and pushing them up, making your body fold slightly. You failed to bite down your yelp as your legs were pushed to your chest, the position humiliating yet so hot- "W-We're outside!" You hissed, face turning even redder at the way the flame pillar was staring at your sex, a look in his eyes like he was mesmerized, the position making your cunt look extra plump and delicious. With the way the bench was situated, if you turned your head to the right, you'd see Uzui next to you and a couple feet behind him was the inn, close enough for people to understand what was happening if they happened to look this direction.

"Relax, cutie~" Uzui said, the arm he had around you running up your waist before he grabbed your left breast, his hand big enough to envelop it pretty well, squeezing it like a toy through the fabric. "We're Hashira afterall," he explained, chuckling as you writhed underneath them, an adorable blush on your cheeks "We can do whatever we like and no one would stop us."

"And I told you I'd prove to you that I'll make an excellent husband," Rengoku said, looking up with you with his bright eyes, filled with desire and lust, "so be a good girl and take it, alright?" "You- you can prove that inside the inn!" you hissed, but your body betrayed how excited you were, your pussy growing wet from the situation, a fact Rengoku immediately noticed. "I'm an impatient man." he said, pressing his lips against your inner thigh and sucking a hickey onto it, making your toes curl, "and it seems my wife to be is quite an impatient woman too."

With that, he placed a sweet kiss to your clit, hands running down to the back of your thighs, his hold on you still tight, keeping your body steady and folded the way he wanted it to be. His tongue flicked out to start twirling your clit around, running in circles over the cute bud before he started flicking it, the point of his tongue assaulting it mercilessly. You slapped a hand over your mouth as your legs already started shaking, Rengoku's hot tongue so sinful. His groans traveled up your spine as he sealed his lips around your clit and sucked, making you hiccup at the suction. Giving it a light nibble, he then pulled away to drag his tongue from your hole all the way to your clit over and over again, the man moaning from the taste of your slick. Shaking his head from side to side, his tongue ran all over your pussy, licking up every nook and cranny, eating you out like a man starved.

"You know, despite the fact that I'm jealous he getting to taste you first tonight," Uzui said - practically sitting on his side as he was turned towards you, his big body partially hiding you from any passerby's as his right hand gently slipping into the folds of your Yukata to grasp your left breast, "Getting a close view of your adorably lewd expressions is quite the treat~" You mewled, breathing heavily through your nose as Rengoku stuffed his tongue inside your aching hole just as Uzui started squeezing your bare tit, greedily playing with it before his fingers focused on your nipple, trapping it between his thumb and forefinger before giving it a harsh pinch. Rengoku groaned as he felt your pussy tighten around his tongue, pulling away for a second to say: "Do that again. She likes it."

Uzui's chuckle made your spine shiver, the man kissing your cheek before his hands grabbed the folds of your Yukata by your chest and roughly pulled them apart. You squealed as your bare breasts were exposed to the cold wind, settling down with a bounce, your nipples hardening instantly. "No bra. How naughty~" Uzui teased, eyes glued to your pretty chest. "Th-That's cause- just came out of the bath- ah!" You barely got to finish your sentence before Uzui leaned down and took a nipple into his mouth, your other boob being squeezed by his hand.

Pussy gushed around Rengoku's face, the man drinking it like he was dying of thirst as you tried your hardest to not make any sounds. You slapped both hands over your mouth, pressing down tightly and muffling your moans as Uzui's hot tongue danced around your sensitive nipples, teasing it a bit before he sealed his lips around it and sucked so hard it made your toes curl.

Out in public, tits and pussy out in the open, Yukata hanging on for dear life by your waist- you couldn't believe this was happening. "You're a sensitive little thing, aren't you?" Uzui asked with a chuckle as he switched from one nipple to the other, "Even when we took you last time- even the slightest touch got you hot and bothered. It's so fucking cute- mmph~" Latching onto your other nipple, Uzui moaned into your skin at the feeling of your hard, sensitive bud against his tongue. He was getting so addicted to your reactions, he couldn't help but give it a gentle nibble, cock twitching as he heard your muffled yelp.

Rengoku was just as addicted, slurping up your slick as he stuck a finger into your pussy, groaning as your hot, wet walls enveloped it. He couldn't wait to get his cock in you- but only after you came in his mouth. "Hold you leg up." he ordered and you did as you were told, moving a hand away from your mouth to grab onto the back of your left leg, holding it up for Rengoku as he continued to finger you, sliding a second one in and curling it just right.

You were trying your hardest to muffle your moans, tears in your eyes from restraining yourself. You'd often look to the side to see if anyone was watching, and while no one was, you always felt like someone could be and you didn't know if that made the situation hotter.

"G-Gonna c-cum-" you whined, voice breaking from the restraint. Your nipples were sucked and bitten raw, hickies littering your chest as Uzui still continued to shower your breasts with attention. Your juices were dripping down Rengoku's hand, his mouth still unrelenting as he sucked your clit, giving it gentle nipples. "Cum for us, baby." Rengoku groaned into your pussy, "Cum in my mouth- want to taste you~"

You bit your bottom hard enough to almost draw blood, your body shaking as you could feel your orgasm get closer and closer and closer and you knew you wouldn't be able to keep your voice down. You moans were already loud despite your best efforts, unable to smother men with how good the two of them were making you feel. As the knot in your abdomen threatened to break, just a few seconds away from an orgasm, your hand left your mouth as you got Uzui's attention.

"K-Kiss me!" you begged, pulling his Yukata desperately, trying to get him away from your chest to help you out, "Kiss me p-please- mmph!"

Uzui didn't hesitate for even a second as he moved upwards and slotted his lips against your just as you climaxed. One hand on your breast as he squeezed, he expertly shoved his tongue down your throat, swallowing your moans and holding you down as your orgasm made your whole body shake in pleasure. He groaned at the feeling of you squealing into his mouth, making you gag on his tongue, the kiss a filthy mess of spit and teeth and he loved it. Rengoku's moans and groans added to the pleasure, the man's hot tongue relentless as he helped you ride your orgasm. He continued to suck and lick, wondering if he was in heaven as directed your plush thighs to close tightly around his face as he drank down your climax, his face smushed between the soft flesh. Pussy gushing around his face like a faucet, he slotted his mouth against your cunt, sucking, licking and drinking you up until a shaky hand came up to push him away due to the over-stimulation. With a final kiss to your clit, Rengoku pulled away, breathless, face red and lips wet.

Uzui pulled away from the kiss, both of your lips swollen and red, breathing in each others air as you panted heavily from the force of your climax along with Uzui taking your breath away. He pressed his forehead against yours, rubbing his nose against yours sweetly.

"Come here." Rengoku said, pushing himself up to his legs, Uzui moving out of the way before he kissed you, slipping his tongue into your mouth. You could taste yourself on his lips, shivering at the sweet way he kissed you, a stark contrast to the filthy kiss you just had with Uzui. You yelped into the kiss as Uzui touched your sensitive pussy, the man cupping it with his palm before gently rubbing it up and down. "Good girl," Uzui said, petting your pussy gently, "He did quite the number on your poor kitty, huh?" "You did such a good job," Rengoku moaned into your lips, "So good for us." he pecked your lips again and again, a sweet gesture among a filthy situation.

"I wanna..." you gulped, mouth dry, feeling shy as Rengoku started peppering your face with kisses, "I wanna make you two...feel good too." your eyes glanced over their bodies, their erections pressing against their Yukata's.

"Let's go inside." Uzui said, taking his hand off of your pussy to start righting your clothes, "you might have been able to keep your voice down when he ate you out- but i'm sure you won't be able to do the same when we get our cocks in you."

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Uzui was absolutely right.

"Ah! Fuck- ah-ah-ahh!" You squealed as Uzui pushed inside you, his fat cock splitting you open deliciously. He grunted above you, silver locks falling over his shoulder as he drove his cock deeper and deeper inside you, licking his lips as he got a good view of your expression. Your hands fisted the futon beneath you, head tossed back against the pillow, eyes closed tightly as your body trembled with the feeling of getting speared on Uzui's cock. All three of you were buck naked, a tight fuck pile on your futon as you started what was going to be the first of a few rounds.

"Come here baby." Rengoku said, stroking his cock as he positioned himself beside your head, "give me that pretty mouth." You opened your eyes enough to look over at Rengoku, pussy throbbing as you watched him work his member, obediently opening your mouth for him. He hummed as he moved closer, running a gentle hand through your hair before he pushed himself past your lips, letting out a lovely moan as you sucked him in. Your lips first sealed around his cock head, sucking him like a treat, tongue dancing over him. He made you feel so good- you were excited to return the favor. Your tongue dug into the tip, tasting his precum, smiling as Rengoku's body jumped, groaning at the feeling. Eventually you opened your jaw more, an invitation for Rengoku to push his cock deeper into your mouth.

"oh- fuck yes-" Uzui groaned as he bottomed out, his balls throbbing against your pussy as he gave you a second to adjust to his size. He ran a hand up and down your body, grabbing handfuls of your tummy and chest as your pussy gushed around him, your attention split between the two of them.

"Gonna start moving, okay?" Uzui said, licking his lips as he made you wrap your legs around his waist, towering over you as he placed his hands on the futon, holding himself up, "be a good girl and take it, okay?" Your moaned around Rengoku's cock in confirmation and that was enough for Uzui. Gritting his teeth, he started moving his hips, slowly dragging his thick cock out and in, out and in. He could feel your slick, hot, tight walls press against him deliciously, your heat making his head spin already. Every time he pulled out, it felt like your walls were sucking him back in, begging him to come back inside which he happily did.

"Oh you're such a good girl- my good girl- my perfect wife~" Rengoku moaned, more vocal of the two as he slowly pushed down your throat, loving the way you gagged around him. One hand grabbing a bouncing breast, the other one in your hair, he gently started fucking your mouth, cock going in and out of your throat. Uzui snickered, picking up the pace as your cunt got used to him, "She tightened at that~ you like being called wife, baby?"

You mewled as Rengoku suddenly pushed himself completely into your mouth, eyes watering as his cock was down your throat, gagging several times before you tapped his thigh. He slowly pulled out, letting you breathe and cough, your hand obediently coming up to jerk his slobbered on member as you collected yourself.

"Look at you, such a good wife for us~"

You gasped, back arching as Uzui picked up the pace, balls slapping against you as he drove his member into you. His cock was hitting your g-spot, making your moans jump in time with his thrusting, pleasure coursing through your veins. Uzui's hands grabbed your hips, grip bruising as he chased his pleasure, mouth open and moaning as your pussy milked his cock perfectly.

"Deep throat me again, darling." Rengoku said, tightening his grip on your hair as he moved forward to push his cock into your mouth again. With a deep breath, you opened your mouth and groaned as he pushed in, this time going deeper and deeper until his abdomen was touching your nose, his fat cock lodged down your throat. This time, he started moving his hips, driving his cock up and down your throat, balls slapping against your face as he started fucking your face. His eyes rolled to the back of his head from the pleasure, mouth open in a constant moan at how amazing your mouth felt around him.

Uzui was no better, his hips now practically a blur with how vigorously he was pounding your pussy. Jack-hammering into you, his mouth spilled pure filth as he fucked your brains out, loving that he could see your expression change as you got more and more cock drunk.

"Such a naughty wife! You love this, don't you? Taking two fat cocks at once- such a slutty little girl~"

"Don't be mean, Uzui." Rengoku said, gritting his teeth as pleasure took over him, "she's being such a good wife for us- making us feel so good-"

"Can't wait till we get married~" Uzui said, raising your legs to his shoulders, holding onto them as he pounded you, loving the way Rengoku's cock failed to muffle your moans of pleasure, "you'll look so beautiful- oh fuck- in your wedding dress. I can picture it now~"

"Oh, yes!" Rengoku said, a statement of agreement and a moan of pleasure, "oh darling- you'll be the most perfect- fuck me- the most perfect bride in the whole World. Oh- how did I get so lucky?"

You pulled away from Rengoku's cock, jerking him off as you needed to second to scream- the pleasure and their words making your brain go crazy. "Fuuuuck!" you cried out, tears in your eyes, voice jumping from Uzui's thrusts, your tits bouncing up and down, "S' too m-much- you both- fuck- fuck- make me f-feel so- so good!"

"You can take it baby." Rengoku said, cupping your face lovingly, "don't you want be our good wife and take it?"

you nodded, eyes rolling to the back of your head as Uzui's cock reached even deeper inside you, pounding against your cervix. "Say it." Uzui said, sweat dripping down his face as he felt his orgasm approaching, "Say it for us."

"W-W-Want to b-be a good w-wife for you t-two." you sputtered, mind going dumb. Both the men hissed and groaned, Rengoku putting himself back in your mouth enthusiastically and you felt Uzui somehow grow harder inside you.

"I'm- fuck- fuck- fuck- i'm close!" Uzui said, now pushing your legs up into a mating press, pressing them down against your chest as he used his whole body weight to pound you, balls making a loud and sticky clapping sound against your ass. Rengoku was just as enthusiastic, holding your head still as he thrusted into your mouth with reckless abandon, his balls clenching as he knew he was close to cumming. You lied down and took it, mind and body being driven to the edge as you felt your own orgasm come close, loving the feeling of being used by them in such a dirty yet intimate way.

"I can't fucking wait to wife you up!" Uzui growled, "my naughty little bride- fuck!" he licked two fingers before sliding it between you two, rubbing your clit. You squealed around Rengoku's cock and that seemed enough to drive the man to the edge.

"fuck- fuck- fuck! I'm gonna cum-" he suddenly pulled out of you, grabbing your hand desperately and placing it on his cock. "Jerk me off baby-" he pleaded, face as red as the tips of his hair, "Want to cum all over my wife's face."

You gasped and heaved as you wrapped your hand wround the flame pillar's cock, his dick slick from your saliva as you moved your hand up and down quickly, jacking him off as you leaned forward to put his cock-head into your mouth, sucking on it.

"fuck- i'm gonna cum too-" Uzui said with a growl, fingers flicking your clit mercilessly, cock continuing to pound your pussy into next week, "Fuuuck- let's all cum together!"

"P-Please-" you begged, eyebrows furrowed and tears streaming down your cheeks, "together- want to- please-"

"I'm so close- fuck- come on- come on- come on!" Rengoku moaned, eyes closed tightly as you jerked him off. Uzui mirrored the same sentiment, chasing his orgasm and yours as he fucked and fucked and fucked. You don't know what took over you but your mouth worked faster than your brain as you knew exactly what to say to drive them over the edge:

"W-Want my husbands to cum for me~"

With a shout, both men climaxed simultaneously, gasping loudly from your words and the force of their orgasm. Balls clenching and eyes rolling to the back of their heads, the room was filled with shouts and cries, the force of their orgasms making their bodies shake. the feeling of Uzui filling your womb up with his hot, hot cum and of Rengoku splashing your face with ropes and ropes of his thick semen made you climax, pussy squirting jets of liquid as you wet the futon underneath you, your squeals and cries echoing through the room. You didn't know how thick the walls were but consider the noise all three of you were making- you had to assume it wasn't thick enough but you didn't care. All three of you trembled and moaned lewdly, grasping onto each other tightly as the force of the orgasms almost made everyone pass out. Almost.

"You...naughty fucking minx!" Uzui barked out with a laugh, catching his breath as he milked his balls for every drop, rolling his hips to make sure he filled you up to the brim, "Saying something like that- oh fuck- so hot."

"You have no idea what you do to us." Rengoku said, coming back down to Earth as he looked down at the mess he created, chest swelling with pride as he saw your pretty face stained with his cum, "My naughty wife. I hope you're not tired already. Your husband want's a chance fucking your pretty pussy."

"And this husband wants to see you gag on his cock~" Uzui said, slowly pulling out, hissing at the sight of your gaping pussy leak out his cum.

You gulped as you caught your breathe, body tensing as you strapped in for a long night. Oh boy, you sure did open something in them by calling them husbands and now, it was time to pay the price.

Hiraeth Masterlist

You had always been his, and anyone who tries to take you away from him will pay a dangerous price

Chapter I: In which it all started

Chapter II: In which he got you where he wanted

Chapter III: In which his well-crafted persona was starting to crack

Chapter IV: In which you started seeing the cracks

Chapter V: In which he would do anything to keep you

Their Butterfly l Masterpost

-- Summary : After being killed by your best friend due to a misunderstanding you got isekai'd into your favourite BL manhwa....

"Its a BL manhwa so no male lead is going for me .....that means I'm safe from that sex maniac and his little harem right?????"

But it seems like fate had different plans for you, as the male characters who were not supposed to be interested in females seems to flock around you and beg for your attention.For them you where different.....you were their Butterfly.

-- Pairing : Yandere! Painter of the night x Isekaid chubby! Reader ( both platonic and Romantic yandere)

-- Warning : cheating (?) Angst , lots of fluff, obsession and love , possessiveness , intended and non intentional drugging , childhood trauma, neglect, violence , assault , sexual assaults and will add more if needed.

-- Genere : romance , poly!au, supernatural, fantasy , action , thriller, drama .

-- Status : comming soon

-- Introduction

-- Chapter I : Misunderstanding

-- ChapterII : The Rescue

-- Chapterlll : Hired

-- Chapter IV : Maid??

(Coming soon)

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Be Careful What You Wish For

Bottom!FTM!3rd Year Kenma x Top!Masc!Teacher Reader

[Series] | AFAB Language Used | might be OOC

Contains: CNC + Non-Con, Rough Sex, Sir Kink, Dom/Sub, Hair Pulling, Choking, Window Sex, Slapping, Slut Shaming, Degrading

Words: 1,653 | Reader Discretion is Advised

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Kenma looks at you with that look, the kind of look that no one would be able to mistake as anything other than flirting. Looking up at you with half lidded eyes, slightly biting his lip while tracing the indent of his desk.

You'd be lying if you said that look wasn't tempting. God knows how badly you want to ruin this boy, destroy his confident and flirty demeanor and make him cry. You don't even know where he got it from, he usually keeps to himself. You wonder if he learned it from somewhere or if he just recently showed his true colors.

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It gets hard to hold back when Kenma purposely tries to get detention.

He flings a pen at the back of your head and smiles.

"Kozume." You cross your arms. "What's your problem?"

He shrugs. "Sorry sir."

You sigh and brush it off, turning back around to erase the board. He flings two more pens at you.

"See me after class." You say sternly, picking the pens up and placing them at his desk. "I don't think you want to know what'll happen if you keep this up." You lower your voice so only Kenma can hear.

He holds back a moan and rubs his thighs together, staring at you with clear and undeniable lust but you manage to ignore it.

Kenma waits at his desk until the last student leaves and immediately goes up to yours.

"I'm considering transferring you out of my class."

Kenma's eyes widen. "No- why?!"

"You know why, Kozume. I don't think you're learning properly in my class either, you don't pay attention."

"I'll be good sir, please! I'll stop I promise." He frowns. "I'll be a good boy for you.."

You sigh heavily, trying to ignore how attractive that sounds. "I don't know. I really don't think you should be in my class anymore."

"Are you worried you're going to make a move on me?" He looks at you shyly. "I'll let you do whatever you want to me, so don't worry.."

"I have every right to call your parents and arrange a meeting with the principal, I am not going to do anything with you."

Kenma climbs onto your lap and wraps his arms around your neck, his lips dangerously close to your ear. "Don't you want to have your way with me, sir?" He grinds down onto your crotch.

Your breathing becomes ragged as he speeds up and whispers more dirty things into your ear. "I know you've fantasized about it, I know you wanna be inside me."

You grab his hips. "Fine. You win." You pull his cardigan over his head and rip his collared shirt open, buttons flying everywhere.

Kenma gasps and quickly unbuckles his belt, you help him tug his pants and underwear off. His wet cunt dampens your pants.

He unbuckles your belt next with much more vigor, messily unzipping your fly and pulling your pants down. He basically drools at the sight of your hard length in your boxers.

Kenma tugs it off and moans. Your hands find their place on his hips and lift him up, slowly pushing your tip inside him before slamming him down.

Kenma covers his mouth in shock, almost having an orgasm.

"Start moving."

Kenma barely processes what you said, completely consumed by euphoria.

You slap him. "I said start moving, bitch."

He whimpers and starts riding you, gripping your shoulders for balance. You stick your fingers into his mouth and he gladly sucks on them.

"Say thank you."

"Thank you sh- sir~"

"For what?"

"Fo- for fuh- fuckinggh~ me~"

"I'm not fucking you, baby."

"Hhng~ thank yo- you for let uh~ letting me fuc- fuck myself on- on your c- thi- thick cock~"

"That's right, making a mess of yourself on my cock and only caring about your pleasure."

Kenma notices your unamused expression and stops.

You pull your fingers out of his mouth and slap him, the wetness making it hurt more. "I didn't say stop."

Kenma goes back to bouncing, on the verge of tears. "Sorry- 'M sorry~!"

"You're such an ugly crier, makes me want to hurt you more." You slap him again.

"Ah-" Kenma squeaks. "Hu- hurts~"

"Not what you expected, slut?" You pick him up and lay him down on the desk, finally showing him how it feels to be fucked. "And what do you say now?"

"Th~ thank you~ fo- for fucking me~ sir~!" He sobs happily.

You spit on his chest, slapping it and making him mewl. "Such a loud little bitch, want your other teachers to see you whoring yourself out for me?"

Kenma tries to cover his mouth but you hold his hands apart.

"St- stop~! Ple- please!" He sobs loudly, unable to hold back his moans. He doesn't want you to stop but he can't get caught.

"How will your parents react? Finding out you seduced your teacher instead of focusing on your studies."

"Sir- sir~!"

"What'll they think when you end up pregnant too?"

Kenma's eyes widen. "Please no! I'm beh- begging you~!"

"But you came to me, acting like a slut, saying you'd let me do whatever I wanted but now you're upset? Now you don't want it?"

"In- in my mou- mouth ple- please~!"

You roll your eyes and pull out. "Get on your knees, right now."

Kenma scrambles to get on the ground, head fuzzy and body weak. He kneels in front of you and opens his mouth, hoping you'll just shove it in his mouth or jerk yourself off.

You grab the back of his hair and force his mouth to swallow your cock, tugging him back and forth as you reach your completion.

He looks up at you with tears in his eyes. You can't tell if he's enjoying himself or if he absolutely hates it.

You shrug off the thought and release into his throat, he quickly swallows it. And again, you can't tell if it's because he wants to swallow it or because he thinks he'll get punished for not doing it.

"And what do you say?"

"Thank you for coming inside my mouth, sir." He looks up at you sweetly.

You pick him up by his hair and drag him to the open window, slamming his bare body against the cold glass.

Kenma looks down in horror, anyone could see him right now. That is if they had a camera that could zoom very well, since it's the third floor, which hopefully is unlikely.

"I'm not done here so you better shut the fuck up and take it like a good little whore."

Kenma moans. "Yes, sir."

You scoff, of course he's enjoying this. "Fucking slut." You enter him again, slower than before.

He giggles. "I'm such a fucking slut, sir~"

"You were pretending earlier, weren't you?"

He smirks. "Sort of. It turns you on though, right?"

Your hand creeps up onto his throat and grips it lightly. "If we're going to play that kind of game, just know that I won't stop until I'm satisfied. Even when you're crying and genuinely begging for me to stop, I won't."

Kenma moans and shivers. "Yes sir~"

"And don't worry, I won't come inside." You lie.

Kenma sighs in relief. "Thank you sir.."

Without warning, you tighten your grip on his neck and start thrusting. Kenma quickly turns into a moaning mess.

"Oh god~! So- ugh~ good~!" He rolls his eyes back.

"Can I tell you something, Kozume?" Your breath is cool against his ear.

"Yesh~"

"I love fucking 3rd years, you all are so fucking tight and inexperienced. So fucking easy to ruin before they can even graduate and meet a nice guy." You groan in his ear. "On the cusp of adulthood but still retaining their innocence, so easy to mold."

Kenma whines, hating that he's not the first student you've had sex with.

"So submissive and easy to manipulate too, I could ask you to drop out and marry me and you would, wouldn't you?"

Kenma nods the best he can with your hand wrapped around his throat. "Wan- wanna be your wif- wife~"

"Aw, you wanna be my wife?" You say mockingly. "Y'know, it might actually suit you better since you're such a fucking cock slut."

"Ph- please~ sir~"

"Whore."

Kenma mewls in surprise at the chilling tone in your voice. His back arches against your chest as he comes.

"Look at yourself, you're having an orgasm because I called you a whore! And you think you should be my wife." You laugh.

Kenma sobs. "I'm sor- sorry-"

You pull out and turn him around before resuming your rhythm. "You're only good for being a living sex toy, don't get ahead of yourself."

"'M sorry sir~" He almost chokes on his tears. "'M just a se- sex toy~"

"That's right, just a stupid doll." You speed up your thrusts. "And this stupid doll is gonna let me come inside it, right?"

Kenma shakes his head rapidly. "No! No! Please! You pr- promised!"

You ignore his desperate begging and keep fucking him, adjusting his position so that you reach him deeper.

"Sto- stop! Pl- pleas-" His eyes widen when he feels your cum enter him. "No- I-"

"Say thank you."

Kenma shakes his head. "Please pull out!"

"Say it, bitch." You slap him.

"Than- thank you! For co- comin- coming insi- inside me sir!" He says in between sniffles and sobs.

"Good boy." You pull out of him and let him drop to the floor. You watch as he weakly tumbles to your desk to get tissues.

"Don't want this anymore?" You ask.

"Want it...I want it.." Kenma sniffles as he tries to clean out the cum. "But I can't- I don't want to be pregnant-"

"You're so cute, you're making me want to come inside you even more."

Kenma looks up at you in fear. "Please...please don't!"