PUSSY PWER.

ᡕᠵ᠊ᡃ່࡚ࠢ࠘ ⸝່ࠡࠣ᠊߯᠆ࠣ࠘ᡁࠣ࠘᠊᠊ࠢ࠘𐡏 — PUSSY P♡WER.

They only have one goal before you leave Sumeru for another land, and that is to satiate their fantasies about your cunt.

OVERVIEW + afab!reader. tease!reader. traveler!reader not pertaining to the twins in game. i got a biiit carried away with cyno’s part (i mean, it’s cyno my number one slut). nonetheless, please enjoy!

[ CYNO ] — lots of cum, undertones of perv!cyno, unprotected.

cyno is unfamiliar with defeat in all aspects of life. in sumeru, everyone with ears and eyes knows that whatever the general mahamatra wants, the general mahamatra gets. or in this case, you: the traveler from another land. that being said, none could gauge his discontent upon having his persuasions denied every time.

“i can give you anything: money, power, influence. just name it.” his lilt unmasked his dwindling patience. after all, as general mahamatra, it is not a walk in the park to leave his base for a journey to the rainforest. coming home defeated each time calls for desperate measures indeed.

such a wily thing you are, adroit in pushing back after cultivating make-believe for cyno to relish in. it’s always hidden in your smile, followed by an innocent “general, you wish to fuck me that badly?”

to which, he’d answer, “yes. hard and preferably in my bed. but as you are now, stubborn and unbent, say yes and i wouldn’t mind anywhere.”

he awaits the laugh that is certain to follow, a sound that peels off at his sanity, all while tempting his cock to spring out of its restraints, but none echoed. instead, he finds himself inside an inn, with your naked body and wet cunt spread out in the creaky bed. at long fucking last.

sumeru is home to breathtaking panoramas. but in cyno’s opinion, no vista could ever vie with how your arousal coats the plumped lips of your cunt, waiting to be fucked hard. or how gorgeous you look in all fours, back smoothly curving to present yourself to him.

and when he finally, finally pops his cock into your pulsing walls, his breath hitches at the sensation. proving the fantasies he has painted about you all while maintaining the surprise, your cunt is indeed warm, wet, and perfect. it’s loud, too— producing a sucking noise every time cyno picks up his pace, burying himself in you until the white ring around his girth dribbles down his heavy balls.

you clamp around him and his eyes roll back to his skull. his cocktip kisses your spot and he drools at the feeling. the cycle of pulling and pushing and endless huff of jagged breathing tips him over the edge. until he’s coming loads straight into your insides. cyno overstimulates himself until his shoulders begin to jitter, pistoling his rawed-out cock to give you every drop of his thick and hot cum. in hopes that you’ll never forget what it feels like.

[ AL-HAITHAM ] — might be ooc, spare me this man is hard to write. undertones of yandere. big balled and big brained al-haitham. you walk in on him touching himself.

as someone in possession of knowledge that remains shrouded in most people’s cognizance, al-haitham has mastered the art of deceit easier than anyone with a functioning brain in sumeru. deceit that he equips as white lies, all in order to fall in your good graces. or if he is to be candid, to get under your pants.

he particularly roisters in hearing about your curiosities merely to obscure his answers and lead you astray from what you seek. a calculated effort that will establish the day you’d come for his help again, therefore nailing your attention to him and no one else. and as expected from an outlander strange to the land of dendro, you seem oblivious to al-haitham’s advances.

which he finds remarkably endearing, for if there exists an image that could shake his carnal desires awake, it is the manner of how you look at him: doe-eyed, awaiting the answers to your inquiries to slip past his lips.

you are a tight knot in his chest, pressing down on his stomach and between his legs. the product of his salacity, you take away any crumbs of reason and logic from him each night as he pumps himself with big hands. until there are drops of cum on his floor, and his cock falls limp to his stomach once he lays back panting on his bed.

that is until one particular day when his lust has overcome all rational thoughts. al-haitham ends up behind crates in an abandoned room in port ormos, sweating bullets while fucking himself greedily. it was meant to be a quick release, propelled by his growing need to fuck you. never had he foreseen that you’d be following his trail, therefore catching him abusing his cock while panting your name.

“i… allow me to explain,” he mutters in haste, grappling for the waistband of his breaches to hide his swelling cock. “it’s not… i have not any intentions—”

“do you need my help?” you offer. he blinks at you, and you blink back innocently. “we cannot leave you in that painful state, can we?”

no, you can’t. but al-haitham, even after the first time he came inside you, has not found the satisfaction he quests after. what was supposed to be a quick fuck ended up with him fucking you in a few different positions inside the dim room. nevermind the cobwebs or the dust, al-haitham has only one thing in mind, and that is to pump you full with cum it’s the only thing you’d be thinking about once you depart from sumeru.

[ TIGHNARI ] — perv!tighnari. oral sex (reader receiving). voyeurism.

being a scholar equates to having the freedom of committing deeds that would’ve been questionable in someone else’s eyes. and in his lifetime, tighnari surely has done quite a few things that are considered eccentric from a standpoint of a bystander. he is not apologetic, not one bit. after all, nothing is prohibited for the sake of knowledge.

however, this particular curiosity rallied by the arrival of a certain outlander has the young scholar pondering about what’s considered moral and not. and yet his nature’s heightened instincts galloped faster than his ability to provide himself an answer.

it’s your scent, tighnari thinks. the overwhelming whiff of something addictive. something that he’d search for in the morning, or follow in the middle of the night. your scent provides him a certain heat, which travels from his nape down his spine. and with that scent, tighnari learns how to pleasure himself again. yet, it barely filled the desire seeping in his bones whenever you’d look his way or touch his skin accidentally.

he has been consumed by the thought before he could formalize a way to free himself from it: tighnari wants to eat your cunt and fuck you right after. all this he has kept to himself for weeks until one fateful night.

he knows that your body has been shaped to the point of perfection, he knows it. but nothing prepared him to see you with no clothes while you pistol two fingers in your cunt with so much enthusiasm. and perhaps he has moved from where he stands gelid or breathed a little too loud from where he hides, for the next thing he knows, your eyes are on his.

tighnari counts the seconds, telling himself that once it reaches five, you’d be covering yourself in mortification. imagine his surprise when you widen your legs and rub your clit while tugging at your nipple.

he wants to break here and there. take his cock out and shoot a fat load to the ground. what he ended up doing was kneeling before you in silent agreement. his lips buzz against your cunt as he enthusiastically feasts between your legs. he loves it, so much that he feels his cock leaking with every suck and lick of his tongue. when you arch your back and cried out into the night, tighnari’s balls tighten. even without touching himself, thick globules squirt from his throbbing slit. he realizes, then: your scent is unique because it comes from between your legs. and that night, tighnari drowned in it.

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𝐀𝐝𝐦𝐢𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐨 𝐘𝐨𝐮 — 𝐆𝐞𝐧𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐧 𝐈𝐦𝐩𝐚𝐜𝐭

◊ ft. kaeya, kazuha, albedo, gn!reader

◊ genre. fluff, slight comfort (albedo) genshin men admiring you :)

— 𝐊𝐚𝐞𝐲𝐚 𝐀𝐥𝐛𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐜𝐡

“Something on my face?” Kaeya asked. There was a sort of curious glimmer in his visible eye. You hummed in quiet acknowledgement. He gave you a mischievous grin. The one that you loved ever so much. He leaned into your touch, pecking the inside of your palm.

“Now what are you on about?” You murmured, shifting a bit to your right so that he could readjust his legs properly next to you.

“Well nothing I suppose. You just seemed so focused on my lips. Was I perhaps wrong?” Kaeya was fond of the way you glanced away from his prying question. You two both knew better. It was almost inevitable that this would happen.

“Maybe you were, maybe you weren’t,” you countered, causing him to give you a faux pout.

“You’re a very cruel person, aren’t you, Dove?” he murmured rather fondly. There was an odd look in his eye. The kind that made someone want to melt right then and there. The warmth of his hand brushed against your cheek and you smiled at the sincerity in his expression.

“You’re beautiful.”

— 𝐊𝐚𝐞𝐝𝐞𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚 𝐊𝐚𝐳𝐮𝐡𝐚

“Are you fond of nature?” You asked, looking up at the fading autumnal leaves in the thinning branches of the trees. Kazuha’s eyes were trained on them for a moment before his gaze switched back to yours.

“I find warmth in nature,” he explained, “When the leaves turn red or back to green, I gather that it’s a beautiful experience… However, I find the best visage is the twinkle in your eyes when you admire the stars gleaming in the night sky, or the flowers blooming in spring.”

He smiled innocently when you appear surprised by his comment. The way he scattered the words into the wind had your mind in a love-dazed spin. “You… are so odd, honestly,” you mumbled averting your gaze once more.

Kazuha’s grin remained still even after you had attempted to leave his embrace. But he chuckled, brushing against your cheek to gaze at you. His eyes were kind. They had always been. But the way he looked at you was so much more wondrous than anything you’d seen before.

“Do you think I’m wrong, my Love?” He whispered. His breath grazed against your ear and you could feel his smile against your skin. “Because I could continue for the rest of the evening if you so wish. There’s so much I’m willing to say.”

— 𝐀𝐥𝐛𝐞𝐝𝐨

Albedo didn’t miss the odd look in your eyes when you returned from town. Your journey up the mountains of Dragonspine must have had a block in the road somewhere as you set the supplies on the table beside him and stumbled towards the bookshelf.

He frowned, going over the actions one would take when their significant other was having a rough day. He found that it was much more difficult in practice. But he slowly inched over to you, gently resting a hand upon your shoulder.

“Anything wrong?” He murmured, feeling you tense under his touch.

You seemed to think for a moment and he allowed you the time to do so.

“Just feeling a little insecure today,” you finally admitted.

Albedo’s frown deepened. You? You felt insecure? “I do not quite comprehend this…” he said softly, “You’re so captivating.” And perhaps he didn’t much else but the sincerity in his eyes and the way he practically whispered the words with such purity, you could feel your heart pound louder in your chest.

“Do you disagree?”

You stood there, taking in the incoming chill from outside the warmth of the camp. At your silence, Albedo smiled softly, cupping your face in his hands. “Because if you do, I do not mind writing up a report arguing against it.”

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everyone wants to date the traveler…’s parent (hcs)

~5.6k words; fluff, humor

ft. diluc, zhongli, yae, al-haitham, tighnari; aether is the traveler

this contains: themes of family, parenthood, solitude; reader is the only parent of the twins, reader is unnaturally tall (around 8ft tall) like a tolkien elf

apologies for reposting this, i managed to get past the block limit

Many are shocked that the famous Traveler has a parent, especially when they see you in person. Rumors run wild about a serene celestial being that has descended from the stars, with infinite wisdom and compassion. Some even say that you are a lost Archon, come to reclaim your throne – a misconception that Aether quickly dispels, else you become a target of the Fatui.

Indeed, the Fatui are his biggest concern, to the point that Aether even delays introducing you to Tartaglia. Little does he know that his true concern should have been his allies liking you… perhaps a little too much.

One day, as Aether watches you socialize with one of his friends, he notices the subtle blushes and shy glances that you receive – and he suddenly remembers all the other times he’s noticed the same thing. The gifts delivered to the Serenitea Pot, the sudden interest in his parent’s whereabouts, the skittishness…

‘Wait, is everyone flirting with my parent?!’

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cyno x gn!reader

“It’s burnt.”

“It’s well-done!”

Cyno levels you with a look that would have had most scholars begging for forgiveness on their knees.

You flick him on the forehead with your spoon.

He grunts when it makes contact, placing his hand over the spot after you move away, acting as if that was enough to hurt him. You roll your eyes, knowing full well he could have avoided it with ease if he so wished.

Ignoring the pouting man beside you (though most people wouldn’t call it pouting, more like frowning and probably planning their demise), you turn back to the steak you cooked earlier—and immediately grimace.

Well… it was kind of burnt.

You try to turn it this way and that with your spoon in the hopes of finding a way to salvage it. It’s blackened to a crisp like someone threw a piece of meat into an open flame and let it sit there for an hour.

You sigh. No homemade dinner for you then.

“Can I choose the restaurant this time?”

“The last time we ate out, you caused such a large commotion that I had to pay the owners for the damage done to their place.”

“They were about to kill that poor sumpter beast for meat! Did you want me to just watch and let that happen?!” You grab his shoulders and shake him as if to put some sense into him. Anyone looking into the scene would have been shocked and baffled at the image of the fearsome General Mahamatra being handled like a ragdoll by an Akademiya drop out like you.

“I would have handled it had you told me.”

“No, you wouldn’t have. Do you know how scary your face looks? You would’ve given that poor old couple a heart attack!” You pinch both of his cheeks and pull at them to stretch his lips into smile. He lets you. “There, much better!”

He tries to tell you something but only succeeds in garbling incoherent words and looking rather stupid with the way you’re pulling at his cheeks.

You burst out laughing, letting go of his face and burying your head on his shoulder to muffle your laugh.

“This is no laughing matter,” he grumbles, but you feel the way his heart races when you nuzzle your head closer to him. To really hammer the final nail in the coffin, so to speak, you wrap your arms around him and squeeze as hard as you can.

You know his face looks stoic even when you aren’t looking, but you can feel him soften up against you.

He sighs in defeat. “Fine. You can choose the restaurant.”

Laughing in delight, you pull away to press a chaste kiss on his cheek. “You’re the best!”

“But only for tonight.”

“That’s what you said last time.”

“I will not make the same mistake twice.”

“Sure, sure.”

Ask: Hii!! Can I request Zhongli/Xiao/Scaramouche (optional)/Albedo/Diluc reacting to their s/o body who has lots of past scars and bruises? S/o was an adventure who loves taking risk no matter how big it is. So I was wondering about their reaction!!! I hope it makes sense!

Note: Heya! This is more focused on the ‘having scars/bruises’ part rather than the adventuring. I’m a bit late but I hope you enjoy it :D !!THIS IS A REPOST!! THE FIRST TIME IT DIDNT SHOW IN TAGS

You’re an adventurer. You take on quests from the adventurers guild weekly, and you’ve explored a big part of Teyvat in the past. Your experience is something that makes people respect you. Though, your significant other can’t help but worry when there’s a new scratch or bruise on your body.

You’re capable of defending yourself. Diluc knows this. It’s not uncommon for you to take on commissions without him. But, every time you kiss him goodbye, he freezes in his place. Diluc’s crimson eyes would follow your figure as leave him behind for the day, and no matter how many times you’ve returned, he can’t help but feel that this might be the last time he’ll see you.

It’s early in the morning when Diluc takes a break from the work in Dawn Winery,– he can’t sit still and do paperwork,–   so he visits Angels share to help Charles. He’s good at hiding his emotions, but the people close to him notice the distant look in his eyes.

It’s in these moments that Kaeya tends to keep to himself, choosing to not tease the redhead for today. He’d watch his brother from the corner of his eye. Diluc is undoubtedly swimming in the endless pool of his thoughts, thinking about you and your safety. Both brothers know why the redhead acts the way he does. It’s not that Diluc doesn’t trust you,  –   it’s the past that chains him down with fear.

In the evening he arrives back home. He’d patiently wait for your return home. With a book in his hand he’d pretend to read, not that he’s able to focus on the words when you’re late. The moment he hears the door open a heavy weight lifts off of his shoulders. His gaze is strong but you see the fragility in them as he approaches you. Warm hands cradle your face and he firmly presses his lips onto yours.

Should you have any wounds, he’ll personally take care of them. Diluc has his own scars and doesn’t bat an eye to any you have. It’s nothing to be ashamed of. You’ve lived your life, and he lived his. But from this moment onwards he’ll be by your side, so please, keep yourself safe for his sake.

‘’Welcome home, love. How was the commission? Oh… Yes, my day was alright. The book?’’  he gazes over to the table where he had left the object. His face flushes red when he noticed what he’d been reading. ‘’Ah… You’re right, it’s a dictionary. It seems I mistakenly grabbed the wrong book while I was awaiting your return.’’

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genshin men + love language

ft. kaeya, albedo, alhaitham

✽ kaeya believes his love language to be the short quips and flirty lines he throws at you more than anyone else. he does make it quite obvious how much he adores you, even through more than suggestive dialogue. however, you know for a fact it’s the little touches he never intends to grace you with: the hand on your shoulder when the tavern men glance at you, the fingers gently tucking your hair behind your ear, the way his head only ever finds your shoulder to rest upon. kaeya has the need to be engulfed in your presence in one way or another, especially if he’s feeling vulnerable. but of course, those moments for captain kaeya of the knights of favonius must be quite rare. surely…?

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