TA ALBEDO KABEDON Just Wanna Have Him Push Me Up Against A Wall And Look Down At Me While I Cry. Hes

TA ALBEDO KABEDON 😭😭 just wanna have him push me up against a wall and look down at me while i cry. he’s so mean omgg it’s not my fault i’m dumb

:(( just wanna have him kiss me not just use his thumb to play with my lips. i’ve been a good girl but he says no :( says i’m to dumb to even think about kissing him or even being with him. but then why does he put his knee in between my legs <3

degen anon

he just wants to see you desperate and needy for his love even though you're completely attached to him, tongue swirling around his thumb and lapping at it like it's his cock. albedo wants you ruined beyond repair as you wriggle in his grasp, pussy getting soaked with need as you hump his thigh <3 it makes albedo shake his head disapprovingly even though his dick has never been harder seeing his dumb crybaby fawn over anything he gives her.

pairing: childe x fem reader (it can be gender neutral if you ignore the use of she pronouns like once or twice! i can edit it to a gn or male version if wanted)

warnings: major character death, suicide, yandere themes, reader was kidnapped by childe, angst is the vibe #enjoy if u cry lmk <3

note: my blog contains adult/dark content. please do not interact if you are a minor.

word count: 1.7k (not fully edited because we die like real men)

when childe joins the tsarita at the front lines to rebel against celestia, you had no worries at all. though you were kidnapped long ago by the man, your days were filled with nothing but peace and adoration from the once intimidating man who now is more like an overgrown puppy in love to you. he even gave you an affectionate nickname that had made your heart flutter, being his солнышко. you had even placed a gentle goodbye kiss to his cheek of your own will as he left the front door of your estate, spending your free time alone and missing him with fondness in your mind. there were days in the past where you were afraid of your situation, calling him a kidnapper, a fiend who had taken you from your life! though now you knew, he had freed you from a life of working to relaxing in his arms, being spoilt with countless gifts and genuine love from childe. it had been a stark contrast from your life without others to share it with, always afraid that they would be gone due to the ongoing tensions in teyvat.

so when your maidservant delivered the most shocking news of your life, it had basically killed you.

"lord harbringer is dead."

it should’ve brought you joy as his captive but all you felt was dread. he’s dead? childe and dead don't belong in a sentence, you scoffed to yourself. though the serious look from your maidservant didn't disappear from her face and you felt your heart wrench against your will as your eyes begin to fill with tears. "no! that's impossible, he wouldn't have died, he- he can't." a hiccup broke through your arising heaving sobs as you mumbled incoherently, "he promised me, he wouldn't leave me here alone." you found yourself, collapsed against your bed like a war widow, sobbing into the sheets in fear and heart break, it felt as if your world was ending. you weren't even scared as your captor had left to rebel against celestia but now? the sky had decided to fall upon you and leave you to die without childe's hand to hold.

the days moved on without you knowing as you sat blankly on your bed, watching the sunrise to no news and sunset with lonesome emptiness. if not for your maidservant, you would've remained immobile, sat at your window sill as if waiting, for childe to appear and smile with boyish cheer, letting you know that it was all a silly joke. when you felt your memory of his face begin to slip, you'd walk to the room with the giant portrait of you two, seemingly in love. nobody knows the truth behind the painting beyond the artist, childe and your gone self who had struggled as childe kept you beside him. "i don't want a painting with my kidnapper!" "oh baby, what will we show our kids one day?" "you're sick! i'm never having kids with you, ever!" how you regretted those words as you missed that very man every moment since the news of his sudden passing.

though you desired so desperately to be with him, the estate was always escape and death proofed, just specially for you. back in the times when, when childe had still been around and afraid that you would strike out against him. as if you could've, falling for the man with his sly words and broken promises before you could've even tried to leave. hell, if childe had offered you a way out like his death, you didn't even want to take it.

so on your birthday, it hurts your heart to sit by the dining table alone, a grand feast in front of you but missing the greatest present of all you could've wished for this year. childe, alive, goofily feeding you a plate and joking of a future with your children or you loving him. tears fell from your face as you chose a dish from the spread, taking his favourite seafood soup that didn't taste the same without him. to your surprise however, you noticed that the cutlery included a knife for once. it had been a long time since anything like a weapon was near you and it almost seemed too opportune. what else could you possible as for this year other than to join childe by dying? nobody could stop you, after all, you were practically all alone and hysterical in the estate without him! just why, why did he have to leave you alone until you had to choose this method to finally join him? you've missed him so much that stabbing yourself in the heart doesn't even hurt as much as the knowledge that he had left long before you and now finally, as your tears fall down your face from the pain and heartache, you can reunite with him.

unbeknownst to you and the staff of the mansion childe had constructed just for you, your daily activities were recorded in case of his death and sent to none other than the tsarita. yes, he was reportedly dead. but only to a select few, he was alive and recovering. childe had kept away from you, observing you instead with love in his heart. he had missed you the entire battle though he knew, since teyvat was no longer the same, you may had wanted to leave. so he let them know that he was gone, so you could choose while he recovered. it surprised him when you had instead stayed, apparently writing long letters addressed to him daily and wait for him by the expansive windows he had installed just for you. childe found it so sweet, his солнышко, waiting for him though he was currently needing archon treatment for the aftermath of his delusion usage. he had planned a joyous return as a gift, a present for your birthday. when he strided into the estate, announcing cheerily, "i'm home солнышко!" only to be met with silence, had an eerie atmosphere and the sight that greeted the man made his heart stop.

like a sick version of romeo and juliet, you lay dead, heart pierced for his eyes to feast upon. though he had seen carnage of battle fields and sights that demons would shrink in fear towards, only this struck him with pure terror, his mind filled with alarms and heart racing as he ran towards your limp form to find no heartbeat.

“no no no no, this can’t be happening. солнышко, wake up, this isn’t some joke. i’m home, love, please, look at me! look at me god damn it!” he’d sit the stiff body up only to look into your lifeless eyes, face drained of colour and clearly unwell. his heart ached as he sank to the floor, head buried in his hands from denial. “why? it’s your birthday dear… i came home. why are you dead?” the guttural yell of agony could be heard across the estate, causing your maid servant to hurry into the parlor only to see an impossible sight of the lord harbringer on his knees as you sat like a skeleton above him, unmoving like you were less than an hour ago. "tell me! why is she dead? what happened here!" the rage in his voice told the agent that their next words would cost them their lives if the answer was unsatisfactory though the emotions coursing through childe's body only had one outlet at the moment now that you were gone. to kill. "my lord.. i had left her to eat not even an hour ago to let her meet you privately when you returned. this situation- had never occurred to me would happen."

childe, rightfully out of his mind, felt the impulse to throw a dagger at the maidservant's throat though was stopped by his thought of you, who would've plead for their safety and to not stain the dinner table with blood. his heart twisted at the very imagination of you, pained that you were now unreachable, body decomposing by his very face. "i came home too late didn't i солнышко? i'm sorry." with his pride abandoned by the loss of you, childe stood up shakily to scoop up your cold body in a gentle carry while walking towards your bedroom. "i'll.. help you sleep. for as long as you need, my love." the world had been robbed of light for childe as you departed, his colourful spring that had finally come because of you, returned to the black and white desolate winds of winter that reminded him of the abyss. the underlings of tartaglia could observe over the next weeks his deteriorating health, haunted by visions of you everywhere he went. the estate was sealed up, visitors forbidden and business terminated as the harbringer spent his time alternating your favourite spots, his study filled with secretly commissioned paintings of you full of life unlike his stark reality devoid of your existence, and lastly your grave in a glass greenhouse filled with eternally blooming gardens.

one agent recounts to others in a mournful tone of his experience on guarding the estate at night shift, spooked by the sounds of sorrowful cries echoing the halls and seeking out the source, only to find the lord harbringer in tears in front of a dimly lit portrait of his deceased lover in his arms. another underling speaks of the long hours their master spends sitting by your grave, as if entranced by something that eyes cannot see.

they don't know that childe is plagued with visions that he had imagined to himself with cheer in the past as he read the reports on your activity, only to see you miserable in the places you were in the distant past. you always seemed to plead to yourself for death, so you could be with childe. the words haunted him constantly, through every waking moment until finally childe reached a stage of grief he couldn't stand anymore. "if you wished so dearly to be dead so you could be with me, so do i солнышко." in the hours without the sun, the lord harbringer childe's life was ended by his own hands to join his deceased lover, reunited by death under the crestfallen moon.

dark content ahead ! you have been warned <3

diluc nii catches his lil sis at the bar | wc: 0.8k warnings: rape, psuedo incest, violence, unprotected sex (wear a condom for god's sake), breeding, degradation

ah imagine the rage boiling under step bro diluc’s skin when he finds you tipsy in a bar, dressed skimpily in the company of men. he’s hauling you off to the back rooms of the bar, tossing you against the cardboard boxes emptied of wine and letting you fall unceremoniously onto the floor as he stands towering above you without a word. , he would’ve ignored all your pleas as he was carrying you, not even bothering to hear your explanation that it was a friends birthday and you had no idea that it was a bar! you’d scrape your knees as you get into position to plead for his forgiveness, “no-! nii-chan it’s not what you think, i promise i was good, i didn’t flirt like a slut! nii-chan i’m sorry, i’m sorry please! i’ve been bad, don’t hurt me please, i’m your little sister!”

he’s so silent that it makes you afraid, his stoic expression making you reach out to cling on his leg, sobbing out more apologies in hopes of quelling his anger. when diluc finally talks, you halt your voice immediately, mind feeling sober as he practically hisses in disappointment at you. “you didn’t flirt like a slut? you’re sorry?” diluc punctuates his words with a harsh tug at your hair before forcefully yanking you face forward towards his crotch, grinding his slack covered bulge against your teary cheeks, “if you’re so fucking sorry, why don’t you suck my cock right here like you were planning to do with those men hm?”

as you struggle to get out of his grip, diluc would get further irritated by your behaviour and begin to pull down his pants with his free hand. his expression twisting into a smirk as he watches your face fill with horror at the sight of his length, “i treat you so well yet you’re so ungrateful, going to fuck other men behind your nii-chan’s back, hoping he’ll never find out huh. since you want it so bad, i’ll give it to you.” he’d let you go momentarily, only to backhand you and trap you against the floor with a foot on your chest. diluc’s menacing as he stands above you, crouching down to lift you to rip apart at your clothes despite your desperate cries of ‘no!’ after diluc has your clothes torn and dripping cunt exposed, you’re turned over roughly onto your stomach then diluc’s penetrating you with a satisfied moan and bruising slap to your ass as you cover the floor with your tears. it’s such a shame that every whimper you make while diluc bullies his way to your womb just makes his cock throb inside your pussy as he roughly fucks in and out of your folds.

it’s so obscene, the man painfully fucking you into the floor as you make a mess of tears and drool, “it’s too much, p-please stop!!! nii-chan, it hurts!” your words make diluc roll his eyes and spank your ass again, causing a surprised yelp from you while he reached to place his hands at your shoulder before slamming in at a deeper angle, “it hurts? good. imagine how much my heart hurted when i saw my sister being a stupid bitch.” his pace quickens as if his anger is renewed despite you thinking he couldn’t go any faster. the new angle coupled with the speed happens to brush right at the sensitive bundle of nerves in your pussy, making you cream around diluc with an accidental scream. “did you just cum? fuck, of course my whore of a sister would cum from her nii-chan raping her pussy hm? keep clenching like that and i’ll ah- shit cum too.”

the orgasm left you stupid and convulsing wildly as diluc kept pounding in you to reach his orgasm, growing closer to his orgasm with every thrust. “mm, didn’t wear a condom fuck.. but i’m gonna cum inside yeah? i’ll make you pregnant, that’s right, i’ll make you my breeding bitch.” as if realising diluc’s serious intent to flood your insides with his babies, you snap out of your daze to plead with a hoarse voice, “no! no please, i’ll be good nii-chan, please don’t cum inside, its not safe!” your cries would just egg diluc on, sinking his dick in a few more times before burying himself inside till the hilt to pump his load in as he lets out a pleased grunt. “you’ll be good by taking it raw, fuck i’m cumming, cumming inside.” he'd place an uncomfortably wet kiss on your neck as you sob from the cum flooding your womb, petting your hair in a loving contrast from the brutal assault he just put you through <3 "what a good girl, that felt so good didn't it hm? i'm still mad though.. let's do it again."

you really wish you hadn't gone out tonight now that you're trapped under diluc nii until sunrise or you pass out from his endless pounding - isn't he the best nii-chan?

diluc/childe: if you don’t answer me i’m gonna break your legs

you: :3 [secretly wanting to see how they’re gonna break them this time <3 such good older brothers]

degen anon

hehe is nii gonna break my ribs this time or cripple my legs till i can’t walk and only stay in bed, waiting for his attention? can’t try to move away when he tries to fuck me !!!

itto i too am a big fan of ms hina. a big fan of those titties ehe <3

nsfw content ahead ! you have been warned <3

giving itto a hand job at the back of the classroom n it’s just so massive that you’re completely entranced. your hand can barely wrap around it's girth and the way the tip looks so angry, it must hurt for itto! that's why you'd lean down under his direction and give it a sweet kiss only for him to groan, forcefully pulling you away to get his pants back on and drag you to the toilet <3

it won’t fit! you’d squeal as he lifts you up into the air, held up by his strong arms above his length before he drops you down, letting you sink onto the huge tip of his cock, walls being stretched out n slipping more inches in of the oni through gravity. you’d sob from how much it hurts taking him, it’s just so massive, how did you end up in the male urinal, pussy split apart by this monster cock! all you were was just a bit curious bout itto’s dick so you helped him out with your hand, you never expected to lose your virginity like this, forcefully bouncing on itto’s cervix kissing dick with pathetic uh uh uh’s. the mean oni just fucking you stupid from the get-go, making you cream from the mix of pain and ecstasy being filled full beyond what your tight cunt is used to! itto would just smirk and give your tingly folds a wet slap, groaning out loud when you clench down from sensitivity. “oh yeah, that’s it, keep that up and i’ll cum inside in no time. i’ll fuck a creampie into you, give you my babies and get you pregnant. i’ll take good care of you.”