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Princesschimchim1325 - SimpWonderland

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This is soooo adorable ❤️❤️❤️ you did so well!!!

It isn't finished but I wanted to share my progress anyway. :D This drawing is is based on @princesschimchim1325 s Gepard x fem Reader fanfic. Check it out it is sooo cute TwT. I hope I'm faster with the colors than the rest of it xD
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It's sooo good 😩🤌✨️ I was fed well bestie
Wriothesley nsfw headcanons 🐺
~ Minors do NOT interact please! ~
~ warnings: spiciness x 100🌶️, kinks, a bit of smut, pre-fontaine wriothesley ofc
~ a/n: i was BLUSHING while writing this !! as you can see, i am in desperate need of crumbs for this man 🥺
this man is a gentleman in the streets (and a beast in the sheets)
i see this man being mostly dominant but also willing to be a bit of a sub. anything to please his s/o
this man has a lot of scars and i think he doesn't really mind them, but there's a little part of him thats a little self conscious about them so please show his scars some love. HE WILL MELT ! lightly trace your fingers over his scars and kiss them and he will be lightly blushing ahhhhh !
BREEDING KINK
tbh i would like to imagine he gets moments of heat
he has A LOT of stamina so he can go for many rounds
favorite positions are mating press cause of wolf traits duh, missionary cuz he loves to look deeply in your eyes as he pounds into you, and sometimes from behind standing up against his desk while he holds you close and whispers in your ear.
basically he prefers positions where he can see your face. he loves the intimacy and being able to kiss you
quickies in his office happen sometimes but he usually prefers to do it in the privacy of your guys' home so he can take his time with worshipping you
he doesnt really talk during the deed but he is vocal. i'm talkin DEEP GRUNTS and moaning
the few moments he does talk, he's usually teasing you
another kink is bondage, with consent of course. he would use his police handcuffs *wink wink* but if those are too rough, he'd use his tie to bound your wrists together above your head.
is not really into hurting his significant other. the most he'll do is biting and some light bondage
looking more into detail about the biting, he does it a lot! you'll be marked EVERYWHERE ! he can't help it, poor baby just gets too caught up in the moment when he's inside you.
Imagine: wriothesley has you in a mating press. With every thrust getting deeper and deeper inside you, he's grunting into your neck. it just feels so good for the both of you. Your warm insides squeezing him tighter, signaling that you're on the verge of your fourth orgasm. he's getting close also. he bites your shoulder as he pounds harder, his thrusts getting sloppy. then he deeply groans as he fills you up for who knows how many times its been. you've lost count.
After the sessions where he gets too carried away and you're both cuddling once you've calmed down, he scans your skin, noticing all the bite marks he left. He begins feeling bad (even though you don't mind ;). he makes it up to you by gently kissing and licking every mark he left. he doesn't feel too bad tho because seeing his marks on your skin gives him a sense of pride. being able to show others that you belong to him😈
he's not necessarily possessive but he likes marking his territory (like the big bad wolf he is)
a master at aftercare! i'm talking baths, massages, kisses, and snuggling🥺
For real, writers are literally waiting. Honestly? Your mutuals can be your roleplay partner.

⛓️ Wriothesley x Reader ⛓️ Eye of the Beholder
In Fontaine’s rugged, unforgiving depths, there is no beauty to be seen by the sane traveler, unless one finds themselves with a curious fascination for filth. The ambience was dark and dreary, with only the most rusted of browns and aged of grays visible to the naked eye. Disgusting, it was, compared to the well-developed aquatic and surface regions of Fontaine and even the rest of Teyvat.
As a warden of Fontaine’s unforgiving dungeons, Wriothesley had no reason to see any sort of beauty in his surroundings. It mattered not if the convict was dressed in the finest reds or the most lowly of rags; if he caught them acting out of line or they somehow managed to slip under the noses of the wardens, he would not hesitate to hunt down the prisoners and bare his fangs. Little bark, all bite, he was known for.
On the rare chances that he did have an opportunity to rise to the surface, his poor eyesight did become somewhat of a hinderance. Under the cover of darkness, everything was in at least twenty different shades of gray. The real world as he knew it was merely blue, golden, and gray.
Through his eyes, the world was merely comprised of shades of those three colors. The rainbow of corals filling the sea and the colorful fish swimming alongside aquatic travelers were sights that Wriothesley was cursed to never behold himself. He had grown used to it, walking along the dungeons and all, but a deep part of him yearned to see the world in its full vibrance.
As you looked down from the water’s edge and found yourself engrossed in the diversity of Fontaine’s nature, Wriothesley would not share that same enthusiasm as you did. Perhaps it was due to his lack of occupancies outside of wrangling prisoners that he found no value in frivolous nature watching. You had faith, however, that if he could actually see what you were experiencing for himself, then he too, would be engrossed by the beauty of Fontaine’s upper-class regions.
He stood by a post out of habit, scanning the area around him while trying to keep his focus on your whereabouts. It was a warden’s habit to remain wary, as it was something that cannot be helped. He wasn’t too eager to hit every sightseeing location in the vicinity, but the fresh air at the very least would do his health some good. Wriothesley rarely had a chance for personal recreation, but when given the chance, he did not hesitate to accompany you on the surface for the time that he was allotted.
Raising an eyebrow, Wriothesley asked you, “What could you possibly find so intriguing about Fontaine’s waters?”
“You just need to take a moment to have a close look for yourself. From floor to surface, its bursting with colorful life,” you said.
Wriothesley shook his head, disinterested in your frivolous observations. The world above Fontaine’s dungeons was just as dull and colorless as the one below him, and so he showed minimal interest in observing the varieties of gold and gray, something he was far too used to seeing in the underground. Silently, he rejected your invitation to observe the waters, and continued resting his body by the post where his gaze remained sharp.
How do you get someone who cannot see the full rainbow to experience life’s vividness through your eyes? Red was but a concept to him, as he was even blind to the intimidating aura of his maroon clothing. Luscious flora was not an attention grabber, with nature’s blessing of the color green being nothing more than a shade of gold to Wriothesley’s wolf-like eyes. The violet corals accenting the forests of pink and orange…to him, they all felt merely the same.
If the physical appearance of color mattered not, then you would have to resort to other methods of conveying the beauty of the world that you saw. You grabbed his arm and tugged him away from the post, dragging him to overlook the waters below. A tall, dancing bush of seagrass waved happily in the gentle current, which you had pointed out to Wriothesley.
“Look at that. What color do you see that as, exactly?”
“…Golden, diluted by a crisp ocean blue. Why do you ask?”
You shook your head, though you knew that he was answering with complete honesty and precisely what he saw from his view.
“Feels like it blends in with the rest of the world, if I’m not mistaken?” you asked.
Wriothesley nodded his head.
“Now…define it not as the golden brown you perceive it as, but more of like…as if the seagrass was brimming with the energy of mother nature herself. It radiates serenity…tranquility…an ornament to emphasize the liveliness that is Fontaine’s ecosystem. This seagrass is but a small example of what the force of life in Teyvat’s has to offer…what we are blessed to call ‘being alive.’ Serenity…peace…the sea itself, all hidden beneath the human nature of envy and illness that is part of this inevitable cycle.
He tilted his head curiously.
“Through my eyes, I simply see it as the color green. To you, however, it exists not as a sight to behold, but as a concept with meaning that the average eye could simply not do justice with sight alone.
You pointed to a batch of branching corals not too far from the seagrass that you had observed.
“These corals,” you said. “how do they appear to you?”
“Darker than the seagrass, though still a shade golden yellow,” he stated.
“Hmmm…these corals are, in fact, quite energetic compared to their seagrass companions. They are bursting with vibrance, capturing your attention and filling you with joy as you gaze upon their tree-like structure. It’s a sense of happiness that cannot be put into words, yet it brightens you day like a warm sun during early autumn…”
Wriothesley focused on these corals as you explained how they felt, though he could feel his attention drifting from the meaning of the words to the mere sound of your voice.
“That is what I call orange. To you, it is the idea of happiness, bustling with joy and energy. Take pride in being able to embrace its luxury, for we do not appreciate its brightness until it has departed our lives.
Wriothesley seemed more attentive than before, as perhaps you had opened his eyes to the feeling of color, rather than thinking of it as something to merely see. He was scanning the water itself, both surface and floor, attempting to visualize the shades of gold that he sees as the feelings that you had described. After a few moments of observation, he pointed to a rounded coral, distinct from the branches you have described prior.
“Those?” you asked.
He nodded gently. “The rounded, lighter blue ones amongst the branched varieties…”
“The rounded corals serve as a metaphor for our imaginations. Their curious existence invokes a sense of mystery and discovery in the ones who have the honor of spotting these rarities. Nobles of both past and present would adorn themselves with these gems, limited only by their imagination; something that the lower class may not have the honor of witnessing in their lifetime. The diamonds in the rough you see here, are what I know as the color purple.”
Wriothesley had become so invested in your beautiful words, that he had lost his concentration on the truly vibrant world that his eyes were blind to. He looked down at himself, perhaps out of shame for his self-perceived dullness, then gazed out at the sea full of energetic corals and peaceful seagrass that stretched as far as the waters would allow. Nothing more than shades of gray and burnt yellow, he was doomed to see himself as.
But Wriothesley was far from what he viewed himself as. His own unique vibrance told a story in itself. It told how he had experienced years of bloodshed from such a rough occupation, how he showed passion to what was important to him, and how he had the strength to carry on despite the injuries that threatened to take his life on numerous occasions.
The dark red suit told a story in its own. Wriothesley was a tough man, but he was also full of care and compassion. By showing no mercy to those who broke the nation’s laws, he assured that the citizens of Fontaine could roam the streets freely and safely.
Wriothesley’s suit was the color of the feelings that you two had for each other.
Not to mention, the color of his face when you explained the meaning behind the red he was adorned with.
Listen, Joe Zieja (his eng va) said he is a charming man and I am running with that 💀. Idk if you watch spy x family but Sigewinne is basically the Anya to his Loid 🥺
Someone said he is husky coded and honstly I see it
Some Wriothesley headcanons
~ contents: pre-fontaine wriothesley headcanons, fluff, a tiny bit suggestive
~ a/n: ever since this man was shown in the trailer, i am falling hard for him and there isn't that much written about him so I decided to make some myself even though there is not much information about him. plus this is my first time writing headcanons so i'm new to this so hopefully this isn't too rough :)
i think his animal theme is suppose to be a wolf so I see him as being the big, bad, scary wolf but really he's just a big teddy bear
a true gentleman
i can see him preferring physical affection, more than verbal affection
loves giving forehead kisses and hugs, especially hugs from behind
enjoys snuggling, especially when tired (which is often due to his work)
prefers being big spoon
tea dates
likes to tease
has fangs
likes playful biting/nipping especially on the neck
would be a caring, protective boyfriend
would ask you about your day, listen to you vent, or help you with any other troubles you may have
Sigwinne is literally his child. he spoils her, would do anything for her
probably practices boxing in his free time
