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THAT TIME I GOT REINCARNATED AS A MUSHROOM MAIDEN

SUMMARY || Congratulations, you're dead! You got hit by Taxi - kun and died from blood loss. Now, you're awoken at a dark cave that was only lit by a single, huge mushroom in the center. As many cute little.. mushrooms? surround you. Hold on, was your head always this heavy?

PAIRINGS || Genshin Impact Cast x Female Implied Reader

TW || mention of death, blood, isekai story shit that im sure yall know 💀, cussing.

TAGLIST || @raidenmylove @kokomisimpppp @glxssynarvi @iruiji @4leyvn3 @klementime @ayoharuko @lemonp1netree @fauxizs (BOLD MEANS I CAN'T TAG YOU, TAGLIST OPEN!!!)

TTIGRAAMM Masterlist (thats how lazy i am to re-type the title 💀)

PROLOGUE — Truck - kun? No, no. Taxi - kun.

Gasps and screams were heard as the blood splattered all over the once-crowded streets, the taxi that hit the person leaving tire marks near the now-dead body.

Who died, you ask?

You, obviously.

You were just trying to get home after a tiresome day of work. Your boss made you do overtime, the other staff lending their works to you with the reason of them already having plans.

Your boyfriend isn't doing any better comforting your shitty situation. He's probably banging another chick at YOUR apartment right now.

You never had any friends as many of them either forgot you existed, doesn't like you, uses you for their benefits, or just plays with your entire being.

A pet? You only consider it as a waste of money.

Family? Please. Your parents were emotionally unavailable when you were a child until now. Your siblings treat you like a stranger.

Your neighbors only consider as you as the intimidating workaholic of the apartment complex.

Even children avoid you, what the fuck.

You have absolutely zero rizz not even the mosquitoes would wanna have babies from your blood.

The only person you have is yourself.

Who cares, though. Your dead now.

What a shitty ass life you've been through.

So shitty and pathetic even the Gods of another world looked down upon you.

You seriously, seriously, deserve another chance.

So obviously, you'll be reborn in their world.

As what?

A mushroom maiden, obviously. That's what it says in the title. 😒

AUTHOR'S NOTE || I KNOW THIS SHIT SHORT ASF BUT THIS IS JUST A PROLOGUE OKAY 😭 i hope u enjoyed tho 🧍‍♀️

⋆｡°✩ . SUMMARY —

“how much did you drink?” he stood still, soaking in your presence. finally. his breath hitched in his throat at some point, the pattering rain behind him as a soft ambiance. how many years had it been again? no, no, it couldn’t have been too long… or has it? do you still remember all those days? the days you spent doing nothing together? do wrinkles still crack around your eyes when you smile? did you move on? he couldn’t help the dazed smile spreading across his lips, “a… a few sips.” the next thing he remembered was an uncomfortable reunion with your apartment floor.

or, in which: you and kaeya reunite under tense circumstances during your high school reunion. why? maybe because somebody had left you for good the night you both had gotten accepted into the same university, leaving you with your unreciprocated feelings. or so you had thought. nothing personal though, right?

⋆｡°✩ . MASTER LIST —

ch. 00 / / homesick 　　ch. 01 / / pink horizon ch. 02 / / sunburn　　ch. 03 / / seasons ch. 04 / / summer flows 　　ch. 05 / / calla ch. 06 / / dried flower 　　ch. 07 / / sunny days ch. 08 / / novelle vague 　　ch. 09 / / so real ch. 010 / / peach eyes 　　ch. 011 / / love. ch. 012 / / evening glow　　ch. 013 / / redamancy　　　　　　ch. 014 / / ocean floor

⋆｡°✩ . AUTHOR'S NOTE —

this is my first fledged out fic, featuring none other than the loml kaeya alberich <3 idk why i decided i wanted to be ambitious, considering the amount of drafts in my docs rn, but i'm treating this as my journey. some characters may seem ooc since it's been so long since i've played genshin. yes, the chapter names are just w2e songs, i was lazy </3 this fic is inspired by welcome to samdal-ri, 20th century girl, our beloved summer, and business proposal !!

if you don't want to read it on tumblr, you can also read it at ao3 here

⋆｡°✩ . SUMMARY —

“how much did you drink?” he stood still, soaking in your presence. finally. his breath hitched in his throat at some point, the pattering rain behind him as a soft ambiance. how many years had it been again? no, no, it couldn’t have been too long… or has it? do you still remember all those days? the days you spent doing nothing together? do wrinkles still crack around your eyes when you smile? did you move on? he couldn’t help the dazed smile spreading across his lips, “a… a few sips.” the next thing he remembered was an uncomfortable reunion with your apartment floor.

or, in which: you and kaeya reunite under tense circumstances during your high school reunion. why? maybe because somebody had left you for good the night you both had gotten accepted into the same university, leaving you with your unreciprocated feelings. or so you had thought. nothing personal though, right?

⋆｡°✩ . MASTER LIST —

ch. 00 / / homesick 　　ch. 01 / / pink horizon ch. 02 / / sunburn　　ch. 03 / / seasons ch. 04 / / summer flows 　　ch. 05 / / calla ch. 06 / / dried flower 　　ch. 07 / / sunny days ch. 08 / / novelle vague 　　ch. 09 / / so real ch. 010 / / peach eyes 　　ch. 011 / / love. ch. 012 / / evening glow　　ch. 013 / / redamancy　　　　　　ch. 014 / / ocean floor

⋆｡°✩ . AUTHOR'S NOTE —

this is my first fledged out fic, featuring none other than the loml kaeya alberich <3 idk why i decided i wanted to be ambitious, considering the amount of drafts in my docs rn, but i'm treating this as my journey. some characters may seem ooc since it's been so long since i've played genshin. yes, the chapter names are just w2e songs, i was lazy </3 this fic is inspired by welcome to samdal-ri, 20th century girl, our beloved summer, and business proposal !!

if you don't want to read it on tumblr, you can also read it at ao3 here

⋆｡°✩ . SUMMARY —

“how much did you drink?” he stood still, soaking in your presence. finally. his breath hitched in his throat at some point, the pattering rain behind him as a soft ambiance. how many years had it been again? no, no, it couldn’t have been too long… or has it? do you still remember all those days? the days you spent doing nothing together? do wrinkles still crack around your eyes when you smile? did you move on? he couldn’t help the dazed smile spreading across his lips, “a… a few sips.” the next thing he remembered was an uncomfortable reunion with your apartment floor.

or, in which: you and kaeya reunite under tense circumstances during your high school reunion. why? maybe because somebody had left you for good the night you both had gotten accepted into the same university, leaving you with your unreciprocated feelings. or so you had thought. nothing personal though, right?

⋆｡°✩ . MASTER LIST —

ch. 00 / / homesick 　　ch. 01 / / pink horizon ch. 02 / / sunburn　　ch. 03 / / seasons ch. 04 / / summer flows 　　ch. 05 / / calla ch. 06 / / dried flower 　　ch. 07 / / sunny days ch. 08 / / novelle vague 　　ch. 09 / / so real ch. 010 / / peach eyes 　　ch. 011 / / love. ch. 012 / / evening glow　　ch. 013 / / redamancy　　　　　　ch. 014 / / ocean floor

⋆｡°✩ . AUTHOR'S NOTE —

this is my first fledged out fic, featuring none other than the loml kaeya alberich <3 idk why i decided i wanted to be ambitious, considering the amount of drafts in my docs rn, but i'm treating this as my journey. some characters may seem ooc since it's been so long since i've played genshin. yes, the chapter names are just w2e songs, i was lazy </3 this fic is inspired by welcome to samdal-ri, 20th century girl, our beloved summer, and business proposal !!

if you don't want to read it on tumblr, you can also read it at ao3 here

HI YORU MOODBOARD MAKE ME HAVE BUTTERFLY ALL THE TIME, if you don't mind can you do moodboard for geshin impact? (xiao, wriothesley, neuvillette) 🫶

Dating Neuvillette <3

=͟͟͞͞ ⌧ : omg ofc! neuvillette’s just so 😩✨

can i ask moodboard for Alhaitham from genshin impact please 🥺

Dating Alhaitham <3

=͟͟͞͞ ⌧ : sorry for the really long wait!! 💕💗

Im not sure if you’ve done this already, but do u mind doing a dating xiao (genshin impact) moodboard?

Dating Xiao <3

=͟͟͞͞ ⌧ : bbygurl <3

can i ask moodboard for morax (zhongli, lex lapis) from genshin impact please?

Dating Zhongli <3

=͟͟͞͞ ⌧ : I’ve waited so long for this ask TT thank you thank you thank you—

One of my favourite characters... 😀😁😂😃😈

honestly just itto angry fucking the reader,, this is it (perhaps a sprinkle of mating season things and size difference) im begging hihihihagdjbak

That is painful to read Anon. Not the request just the way in which you wrote it.

Pairing: Itto x Fem!Reader

Tags: nsfw, smut, mating press, angry sex, biting, size difference, growling, possessive sex, breeding kink, feral!Itto

A/N: God that font and colors hurt my eyes.

Fangs, claws, growls, deep pants, the sounds of his cock sliding in and out of you angerly were all the sensations you could feel right now. Itto was usually not like this. He was always careful, mindful of his strength and size when it came making love to you.

But this wasn't making love. This was fucking. Dirty, animalistic, feral fucking.

"Ya think I don't notice those sorry bastards looking at ya like a piece of meat?" He pushed your legs over his shoulders and pressed down on your hips with his, burying his girthy, big cock into your cunt, "Makin' eyes at ya. It's my fault. I should've done this before. Mated ya properly. Claimed ya as my own the right way."

"I'm already yours Itto." You spoke the truth. You were his since the day you saw his shining smile of victory as he strolled into town after fighting off a bunch of bandits. "They may look at me but you... you're the only one who can do this." You let out a moan against his chest. It rumbled with a deep growl, then a purr as he tried to focus but all he could think about was how good your pussy felt.

"Me. I'm the only one for ya. This little cunt is for my cock only. Mine. Imma claim it too. Claim ya inside and out, for good this time. After tonight every will know you're my woman." You wrapped your arms and legs around his shoulders, adding to the red marks when you dragged your nails across his skin. A sharp pain washed over you, starting at your neck and turning into overwhelming pleasure between your legs, "Need to breed! Breed my mate! Gonna give ya a lot!"

The look in Itto's eyes was distant as he pulled away, the only thought in his head being that of emptying his balls inside of you. One thrust, then two and then half a third and your womb and pussy walls were painted with his creamy seed.

"So good, so good! That pussy's so good! Taking my cum! Here, here, have some more!" He kept thrusting until his cock had no more left to give, until you could no longer feel your legs, could no longer feel anything but the empty ache he left you with when he pulled out, a sea of white cum spilling from your newly breed hole.

This was just day one of his mating season.

𝐔𝐍𝐖𝐈𝐍𝐃

୨୧— including: albedo x fem!reader

୨୧— genre: fluff

contains : blowjobs, slightly sub albedo <33

the sun began to set as albedo continued to work on his experiment, despite the frustration that came with it. Now albedo isn't one to get agitated or mad, but the slight aggravation was showing on his face. In other circumstances you would find his current state very attractive. Seeing a pencil behind his ear, his fluffy ashy brown hair now slightly ruffled, his teal pupils dilated trying to understand whats going wrong with the test.

Albedo has always found things to paint/sketch as art but some could say he looked like art himself. In this was a perfect example of that, but as much as you love admiring him you also hate seeing him overwork himself. The last thing you need is your boyfriend messing around with chemicals like sleep deprivation, so as it neared midnight you tried to convince the alchemist to put a stop to the experiment for now. "Bedo baby, I know you want to finish this but your not going to get anywhere with a lack of sleep." You say softly, taking the pencil from behind his ear placing it on his desk.

A sigh left the alchemist's lips, "Your right I know, I apologize for overworking myself again." Tearing his eye away from the test tube he, looked to you lovingly. "You weren't too lonely while I worked, were you?" He asked cupping your cheek softly, "No I was fine bedo, though you do look quite tired." You say, with a sliver of concern in your eyes. "I will admit the process was tiring, but it was worth the while." You wanted bedo to go to bed without any stress or lingering thoughts of the experiment so, you decided to treat him for his hard work.

"I would hope so because you abandoned me without kisses for a good couple of hours." You say dramatically, sitting on albedo's lap, earning a slight chuckle from him, "Well I suppose I should make up for lost time." Blushing slightly, you felt him tuck a strand of hair behind your ear before kissing your lips gently. Humming into the kiss you wrapped your arms around his neck, the air around you both slowly getting thicker as the kiss grew passionate.

Albedo's hands settled on your waist pulling you closer into the kiss, "You seem a little eager bedo." You tease, earning a slight smirk from him. "You said yourself love, I haven't been able to enjoy your touch since I was enamored with the testing." He reminded you, pecking your lips softly. "True, so you wouldn't mind me taking you mind off of things, to further relax you?" You ask slightly playful, "What do you have in mind?"

ಌ

there you were, on your knees taking albedo's shaft down your throat as treat for working so hard. Albedo wasn't the easiest to adjust to down your throat, he was a pretty 7 1/2 inches, but luckily you didn't have a gag reflex so pleasing the alchemist was relatively easy. The sight above you could make you cum on the spot if you weren't carefully, seeing bedo's head's thrown back on the chair, his gloved hand taking a fist full of your hair pushing your head down deeper on his cock. Letting out such pretty moans as you bobbed your head up and down on him, your pussy throbing from seeing bedo in such a submissive state his moans of praise not helping your cunt from staining your panties.

"A-archons, you feel so good.." Letting a breathy moan fall past his lips you clenched around nothing, feeling him twitch in your mouth you began to fondle his balls softly earning a loud moan from albedo. "Oh fuck— darling your so good archons, dont stop.." He gasped out, his grip on your hair tightening. Rubbing his balls, and sucking more diligently making sure to swash your tonge over his glands you looked up at him. Your eyes saying it all, "Archons baby— fuck!" He groaned, keeping it up you continued your tongue going over a certain vein on his cock, tipping him over the edge.

Feeling his hot cum shoot down your throat made you all the more wetter, hearing his angelic moans grace your ears. After swallowing his cum, you heard a breathy chuckle from your boyfriend. "I know your intention was to make me relaxed, but baby after that I'm anything but calm."

𝐋𝐈𝐕𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐀𝐑𝐓 !

୨୧— feat. albedo x fem!reader

୨୧— genre: fluff

↳ summary: as much as albedo loves admiring you, this morning he decides he wants to draw you

you slept soundly under the silk sheets of albedo’s bed, your face comfortably smushed into a pillow. Not feeling the gaze of the alchemist eyes staring loving at your face. His fluffy hair once in a ponytail now down and slightly ruffled, his cerulean pupils tracing your figure as he heard soft breaths leave your lips.

Smiling softly his hand gently tucked strands of hair behind your ear before taking his sketch pad and pencil, and making a realistic sketch of your beauty. Bedo made sure to take his time with each stroke, attempting to capture how breathtaking you looked in real life onto his paper. Eventually you did wake up to the sound of a pencil being used, fluttering your eyes open slightly to see albedo. His eyes heavily focused on his paper, seeing his usually gloved pretty hands go to work on the paper.

Your eyes quickly fluttered shut as you tried to hide your blush-“I know your awake dear, but its fine im finished.” He states, putting down his pad to see you with a sleepy expression on your face. “You really drew me bedo?” He nodded with a small smile, “It’d be near criminal of me to ignore such beauty sleeping in my bed, even more so to not try and capture the moment.” He states, putting his pencil away.

“Can i see?” Catching a glimpse of blush he, handed the pad to you. Sitting up slightly you took the pad to see a beautiful picture of you cuddled up in his sheets, your messy bed hair and a faded smile on your lips. The shading of the picture making it seemed a bright light covered your figure, angel like. Even you thought you looked good, “Aw bedo this looks so pretty, have you drew me before?” His blush returned as you handed the pad back to him, “Perhaps, if im being completely honest its hard to not want to capture moments of you all the time. If I didn’t have any restraint the rest of these pages would be full of you.”

Placing the book on his nightstand he found you smiling at him softly, “What is it love?” Your heart warmed at the nickname, “You say its hard to resist the urge of drawing me all the time?” He hums in response as he lays down next to you, his arm snaking around your figure. “Well its quite hard to not want to draw you right now baby.”

“W-what are you trying to convey?”

“Your living art bedo. I’m surprised you don’t see that yourself.”

𝐅𝐋𝐔𝐅𝐅𝐘 !

୨୧— including: kazuha x fem!reader [ modern au! ]

୨୧—genre: fluff

↳ summary: you offered to wash kazu’s hair that day, and after a nice wash you noticed his hair has grown significantly..

Kazuha has always been a kind and doting lover, never failing to make sure you always feel loved and cares for. Now as much as kazu loves treating you like a princess, he secretly is fond of being spoiled himself.

So when you offered to wash his hair for him, he was more then willing to. Finding your offer for something so romantic yet caring cute. Kazuha’s hair when dry is soft and fluffy and silky smooth when wet. So as you threaded your fingers through his hair was relaxing for the both of you, softly massaging the soap into his hair you heard a sigh of comfort from him.

“You really do have wonderful hands dear..” He stated, earning a soft smile from you. “If you like i can do this more often for you kazu, I dont mind.” Fighting sleep, kazu shook his head. “You don’t have to do that angel-“ He said, his smooth voice slowly becoming laced with sleep. Rinsing the scented shampoo out of his hair you shook your head, “Its fine baby i want to. Besides i know your arms tends to get sore, so let me mkay?” Giving into you, he hummed in response.

“You’re so good to me princess..”

୨୧

Humming softly you dried kazuha’s hair, his head resting on your inner thigh. Sleep slowly taking over as his eyes fluttered shut. Softly patting his damp hair with the towel, slowly starting to fluffy back up without getting tangled somehow.

“Your hair is really pretty baby..” You muttered, placing the towel on the side of your shared bed. “As you have told me, but you know what love?” Turning around getting on his knees, staring lovingly into your eyes as a smile tugged at his lips. If there was one word to describe him in that moment was breathtaking.

His sweet yet loving smile making your heart race, his long yet fluffy hair making it seem like he just got out of bed. If there was moment you wanted to kiss kazuha more than ever it’d be now. “What is it kazu?” Cupping your cheek softly he kissed both sides whislt saying, “Your.” kiss “Even.” Moving down to your lips he pressed a sweet kiss agaisnt your lips, making you giggle softly. “Prettier.”

“You really think so?” You asked your eyes flickering to his, “Oh i know so, the stars and moon combined couldn’t compare to your beauty.” He stated, pecking your lips with a smile. Unable to hide yours you kissed him back, your hand on his. “I love you kazu so much.”

“I love you most.”

Boxer Al-Haitham Shows Off in the Ring

Pairing: Boxer!Al-Haitham x Fem!Reader

Tags: fluff, boxing, injury, showing off, blowing kisses, flirting, locker room kissing

A/N: Boxers are just universally hot. They just are, its how it works.

Boxer!Al-Haitham who looks for you in the crowd and does a little pose for you before entering the ring. He's only started doing this recently after you started dating but and it is a little embarrassing for him but he knows you like it, and it sends the crowd wild which is good for his future deals.

Boxer!Al-Haitham who chills his hands with ice even when he's at home because his fists keep aching. Because of this he's a little bit hesitant to take your hand, afraid of it being too cold and uncomfortable for you to hold. The ice isn't the only thing that melts when you not only take his hand but also proceed to kiss his bruises one by one.

Boxer!Al-Haitham who trains almost day and night, barely having a break because he knows that there are many who can physically overwhelm him. But he can be faster, he can be more agile, he can see through their guard better, that's the key to his victories in the end, his speed and mind.

Boxer!Al-Haitham who gets up after being knocked down only when he zeroes in on your voice and your face in the crowd cheering him on. He might be bloody and bruised but he promised you a date after this and god damn it he won't take you to dinner after losing such an important mach. This round will be his.

Boxer!Al-Haitham who blows kisses into the crowd after his victory and through his slightly dizzy vision manages to locate you and send you a few extra kisses. It's almost funny to see him barely standing tall and still being so stubborn about it. It would be funny if you weren't worried about him collapsing at any moment now. And... there he goes, right after that little wink.

Boxer!Al-Haitham who replays the footage from every one of his matches to he can improve next time. He has pages and pages of notes written about the various forms, combinations, guards and stances he can take or could have taken. Sometimes it feels like he's back at collage studding for a test and not a pro boxer champion.

Boxer!Al-Haitham who loves the massages you give him when he gets to sleep in. There are professionals who do this too but he only wants your hands on him. Plus he can flirt and tease you, be it verbally or when he flexes his muscles under your fingers when you pass over them.

Boxer!Al-Haitham gives you the keys to the locker room so you can wait for him in there and not have to push through all the people storming him along with him after a mach. It's tiering for him too but at least he gets to come back into your arms in private. And maybe hear you scold him about a bruise or two but it's nothing some medicine and kisses wouldn't fix.

Boxer!Al-Haitham who cringes when you buy so much of his merch, the shirts, the boxer gloves, oh god the fucking pillows and boxer shorts. Why did he even agree to those? Well at least you good wearing them, and the fact that his name is on them... he has to admit it does something to him.

Boxer!Al-Haitham who shows off his strength by lifting you up against the lockers and kissing you. Don't hold it against him please, he needs a little good luck kiss if he's gonna do well in the next match. Just don't grind against him, he doesn't have time for a cold shower..

Manifsting Wriothesley with an absolutely huge, chokeable cock

I'm pretty sure everyone is doing that rn.

Pairing: Wriothesley x Fem!Reader

Tags: nsfw, smut, blowjob, office sex, handcuffs, cum swallowing, size kink, hand kink, size difference, choking, power play

A/N: The moment I saw him I went feral. He has such big dick energy.

Big dick!Wriothesley never brags about his size, he let's you find out about for yourself how huge his cock is. You suspected as much, that he's be proportional in all places but what surprised you was the thickness of it more then anything else. At least three of your fingers. Maybe more once it's fully erect. Good thing you've practiced a lot at home.

Big dick!Wriothesley wants you to use both hands to jerk him off and not stop until they're both covered with sticky, white cum. You can be like his little milking machine, ready to go whenever his cock needs it. Talk about a promotion to a job many want but few have ever gotten. You're one lucky girl, this means he trusts you a lot, that he wants you close to him, the closest.

Big dick!Wriothesley watches as you open your mouth as wide as it goes in order to be able to take him. Maybe doing it like this will b hard for you give his length too. Lay on your back on the couch, let your head dangle off the armrest so he can thrust into the far back of your throat. If you could talk right now he would let you tell him how many times you've thought about this, choking on his big dick, tears spilling down your face, fingers playing with your pussy, knowing he's watching, observing how you seem to prefer it.

Big dick!Wriothesley orders you to sit on his lap with his cock between your thighs while he works. You can use your hand on the tip, you can grind against it but don't you dare put it in. Feeling his hands on your tits from behind makes the whole thing ever harder, you want him to move too, to use those fingers not just to pinch and roll your nipples but to do the same to your clit which has so far only rolled across his dick. And there's a lot of to roll against.

Big dick!Wriothesley takes pictures of himself when he's fresh out of a bath, the towel with a big tent and telling you how he was just jerking off while thinking about you. He didn't finish because he's waiting for you to come over and take care of this big problem for him. He's waiting for you on the couch, cock in hand, ready for you to take a seat on it and not get off until he pushes you off.

Big dick!Wriothesley watches as your pussy gets stretched out by his girth, your bod seemingly perfectly made for him. He knew the moment he saw you that you were a good match. You're not to small for him, not at all, so please don't worry about that. He's gonna make sure you know how much he loves every single inch of your body. Pretty soon he won't be able to get enough if it, you'll replace all his toys. Because you are perfect for him, absolutely perfect.

Big dick!Wriothesley noticed how you look at his arms and hands when he rolls his sleeves, how you carefully trace the veins on his hands just like you do on his cock. He will hold your face while he makes room for him self between your legs and then as soon as he's inside you one of his hands will move to your hip, the other to your neck, pushing enough to keep you still and if you struggle he will make you choke on air, or on his fingers if he feels like fingerfucking your mouth too.

Big dick!Wriothesley will call you into his office, telling you it's really urgent, that he has a big problem he needs taking care of but that's code for him wanting to fuck you. Yes it's a misuse of his power here but if you enjoy this game that you're playing then there's no harm. Besides you're the one who started it, always looking at him like he was to be climbed and ridden. Now you're the one who gets bent over the desk and fucked from behind, the one who gets handcuffed to him so he can pull you against him and not let you escape.

Big dick!Wriothesley always makes you clean up the mess you made on him. You see his big, warm smile every time you look up from his cock and know that he's proud of you for doing good work him. His gentle smile wouldn't make you think he's capable of being rough, you'd think he's a gentle giant and for the most part he can be, but there's a switch that makes him rough, and that switch is you gagging on his cock as you struggle to swallow the last remaining drops of his cum.

Big dick!Wriothesley who is a bit too big to be cockwarmed for long but you're okay with him staying inside you for a bit after you're done having sex. If he stayed too long the constant stretch would get painful and he doesn't want that, that's a pussy he fucks every day, he needs it to be okay, but most of all he needs you to be okay, because you're his precious girlfriend.

𝐑𝐢𝐛𝐛𝐨𝐧𝐬 - 𝐍𝐞𝐮𝐯𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐞 𝐱 𝐟𝐞𝐦!𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

pixie says: i got him i got hydro daddy so here’s some celebration fluff ft my babies the Melusine’s.

Imagine Neuvillette coming to you, a small box in his hands and a Melusine skipping alongside.

You had been close to the Iudex for a very long time, two of the eldest beings in Fontaine. The Hydro Dragon and the leader of the remaining Naiads were bound together by fate - spirits and embodiments of the nation’s elements. Although he posed now as the Chief Justice, as you as a florist - you maintained that friendship from all that time ago.

However, his arrival at the beach you would always sit on after work with his small companion, Liath - you recognised - was unexpected. The fact he knew where to find you was enough to set your heart alight.

“Madame Y/N, please do excuse our interruption - I hope we are not intruding?” Neuvilette asks, poised as ever.

“Nonsense, Neuvilette. Come, sit. Hello Liath, how has your day been?” You say, patting the space your large cloak has been spread out on the sand.

Liath immediately pulls Neuvillette by the hand and they sit down beside you, the Melusine immediately climbing to sit on the man’s lap and the soft smile on his face makes your stomach feel warm and fluttery.

“I’m afraid I must ask for your assistance, it appears a skill of yours has eluded my talents. A skill in which Liath is currently searching for.” He says.

“Oh? How can I help?” You smile, turning to sit facing them.

“Liath came to me today, mentioning how much she admired the style you wore your hair in several days ago - however, I am not well versed in the art of braiding.” He says, face extraordinarily serious for a man asking for braiding advice.

“Oh well that is something I can help with! You want your hair to be like mine, Liath?” You ask, patting her small hand.

She nods and turns to Neuvillette who passes her the box on his right. Her small hands present the blue box tied with a blue ribbon to you and you unravel the bow to find a ridiculously excessive amount of hair clips, bows, ribbons and bands laying underneath a silver soft bristled hair brush.

“I was not entirely sure of what accoutrements you would need for this endeavour, Madame, so I collected everything I could think of. I do hope the brush will suffice, it is my own.” The man says, resting his cane against his leg as Liath crawls from his lap into yours.

“This is more than enough, I could braid the hair of every Melusine in Fontaine with all of this!” You smile.

“Can you do my hair like yours, please? The one long plait with a big ribbon at the end?” The darling on your lap asks.

“Of course, sweetling. Monsieur, sit closer - I will teach you how to do this in the event I’m ever occupied.” You say, patting the space beside you, to which obliges and shifts to sit at your side.

You pointedly ignore the hammering in your chest when the breeze wafts his scent toward you: sea salt, fresh air and something cool and calming.

You begin to brush the Melusine’s hair, soft gentle strokes removing any tangles and easing a path for the style.

“So you just gather hair as you go along, make sure you have three strands - and you overlap them like so, see? If it’s tighter, it will last longer - however I find if they’re too tight it tends to give me quite the headache so I’ll do it nice and loose for this little angel.”

Neuvillette watches your fingers weave through the silky strands and deftly manoeuvre it to your will - or rather - Liath’s will.

“And ta-da!” You say, securing the soft pink ribbon at the end.

Liath reaches up and feels her hair, before looking at the small compact mirror you produce from your bag and smiling.

“Oh thank you so much! I look almost as beautiful as you now! Papa - doesn’t it look pretty!” She spins toward the man beside you.

“Beautiful as a pluie lotus, dearest.” He responds.

“I’m going to show Sedene!” She scampers off toward the Palais, leaving you with the Iudex.

Somehow - this became routine. Every day, Neuvillette and Liath would show up to your spot on the beach, or your florist as it rains - and you would fix the hair of the Melusine. However, the second day - Sedene joined too. Then Aeife, then Elphane, then Blathine and soon you had a gaggle of giggling Melusines decorating each others hair in a chain of styling.

“Madame Y/N?” Liath asks about a month into this newfound tradition.

“Yes, sweetling?” You say, finishing up her hair as she turns to curl into you.

“Are you our mama?” She asks, yawning and nuzzling into you.

At this, the Iudex snaps his head from the newspaper he was reading across from you.

“Would you like me to be?” You ask the cuddled up bundle.

“Very much so. You do our hair, and take care of us if we’re not well and give us kisses. And since Monsieur Neuvillette is like our papa - and he thinks you’re beautiful and he feels a lot of love when he looks at you then that would make you our Mama!”

The Melusine has no idea what she’s said.

You snap your head to look at the hydro dragon.

His eyes are wide, newspaper held tighter in his grip as he looks between you and the little gossip.

“Does he now? Well, then - I suppose I am your mama, if you would allow me the pleasure.” You smile, settling a blanket on the sleepy child.

As she drifts off to a well deserved nap - the man turns to you.

“I do apologise, Madame. Liath - I did not expect her to be so free with her words. If my presence makes you uncomfortable I shall take my leave immediately.” His horns seem to droop slightly, and the sky turns a little bit greyer.

“Well - someone had to make a move. After all, I have been waiting for 700 years.” You smirk, shifting to stand and lay Liath on the armchair of your apartment above your shop.

Neuvillette snaps his head to you.

“I - 700 years? That was when -” The man stands up and walks toward you.

“When we met, yes.” You take his hand and pull him to your kitchen - where you can speak without volume concerns.

He looks at you as if you’ve grown another head.

“I have been in love with you since the moment I stormed into your old home with intention of befriending the mighty Sovereign of Hydro.” You laugh, taking your hand and placing it on his cheek to which he subconsciously leans in to - every touch starved ounce of his body singing in delight.

“A Melusine revealing my love for you wasn’t quite my intention, yet I fear my lack of romanticism would have impeded any attempts made by myself.” He says, and you huff a small laugh at him - never giving himself enough credit.

“Yet, as we are here now - I’ll do my utmost. You have enchanted me, body and soul, from the day a young Naiad flung open my doors. I’m sure you’re reasoning for keeping these feelings to yourself are similar to mine - you were far too precious and integral to my life to allow myself the risk of you no longer being a part of it.” He says, stroking a long finger across the rise of your cheek. You agree with him, voicing the same opinion that he was far too meaningful to you to potentially lose, yet you figured he felt for you about 50 years ago - but thought it best for him to figure it all out by himself rather than moulding things for him - given his nature and responsibilities. You can see a trail of shimmer on his lower lashes, this sweet, oh-so sensitive man. You wipe the beginnings of tears from his eyes.

“Hydro dragon, hydro dragon, please don’t cry.” You smile, seeing him grin down at you and the mirth in his eyes lights your heart.

You tilt your head up to him and he cups your face with his large hands.

“May I kiss you, my darling girl?” He asks in the gentlest voice imaginable.

“Please.”

His soft lips press to yours and you feel as if you’re floating in the purest, warmest most divine pool of water as the clarity of kissing your love sets in. The kiss is gentle, romantic and full of pent up longing - the soft swipe of your tongue across his lower lip makes his hand grip tighter on your waist as you wind your hand into the silky white hair cascading down his back.

He pulls away, both needing a reality check - he looks at you as if to ensure you’re real and you smile at him, pecking his lips once more.

“I love you, Neuvillette.”

“I love you, dearest Mate of the Hydro Dragon”

“And we love you both too!”

The cheerful, loud voices of 3 melusine’s make you both jump as they appear at your door - boxes of cakes and sweets in their arms.

“Liath! Wake up! Papa finally kissed Mama!”

𐑺 ˖ ࣪࿐ྂ FIGHTER, WRIOTHESLEY.

you find yourself still getting used to your boyfriends lifestyle, but that doesn’t mean you don’t want to help him out wherever you can.

summary. fem reader. blood mention. boxer scenario. reader is wearing a dress. wriothesley is a tease. you help him to wrap his knuckles / clean his wounds. a little rough play. exhibitonism (infirmary). he calls you princess. wc, 1.9k.

note. ig this isn’t really an au since he does fight in the fortress sometimes! hopefully the characterisation isn’t too horrible regardless ૮꒰៸៸ "◞ ◟៸៸꒱ა let me know if you enjoyed! ❤︎

“tell me if it’s too tight, okay?”

you murmur softly as you wrap the dark material around wriothesley’s already bruised knuckles, sending him a pretty look from beneath your lashes as he sways slightly on the stool infront of you.

“wrio?” you hum softly, making sure your boyfriend‘s still with you— and conscious, considering the considerable amount of crimson that decorates his hands and clothes.

but his eyes are on you and he still manages to shoot you a wobblier, but still cocky smirk so you know he’s fine. “nothing i cant handle.“ he breathes, followed by a groan when you squeeze his arm a little too tight, just to check. you know he’s teasing you but that doesn’t stop the way you really do worry when you notice his bloodied knuckles smearing against the now ruined fabric of your dress.

you grab his hand gently for closer inspection of the open wound, and you’re surprised when he lets you so easily, his jaw clenching slightly when you sigh, “i’ll clean this before i start on the rest of you,” you huff and wriothesley shoots you another lazy smile before nodding softly “well aren’t you lovely.” his tone still a little teasing despite his current state.

you’re quick to push him gently against the desk in the infirmary as he tries to stand to stretch, shooting him a cute frown before grabbing a little first aid kit that sigewinne always left out for you. it had became a necessity since you both started dating.

you pull out a few wipes to dab them gently across his knuckles, while you watch wriothesley hiss and steady himself by wrapping his other arm around your waist, pulling you in closer.

“doesn’t the duke have other matters to attend to, other than worrying me?” you mumble, bringing his knuckles up to your lips before you place a gentle kiss on the split skin. you glance up at your boyfriend as his chest heaves softly at the gesture, his eyes already on you, to focus on the bright crimson that was now smeared across your lips.

“eh, i guess this kinda comes with the job.“ wriothesley groans, his eyes dark and primal when he watches your tongue peek out to clean up the blood on your lips, before swallowing and blinking up at him so obliviously. you’re so fucking pretty and innocent, such a contrast to his imposing, dominant figure.

he was once a convict afterall, albeit hes served his sentence now, he finds himself a little lucky than most that despite all that he’s still been blessed with an angel like you. hes gotten himself to a pretty comfortable place in life.

you feel his arm around you tighten momentarily before his bloodied hand comes to wrap around your jaw, and he pushes himself up straight again, something warm bursting to heat along his neck.

“the duke extends his regards, you know.. and it would be my honour to return the favour to you.” wriothesley grunts, cocking his head a bit and smoothing his thumb over your lower lip as he lets his heavy, lidded gaze sweeping over your features.

there’s a beat of silence after, the room only filled with both of your soft pants—lust and desire heavy in the air. “you’re free now, right?” the duke breathes, allowing himself to chuckle lowly when your lust-blown pupils meet his and nod out a yes before he flips your positions.

wriothesley turns you to face the desk and bends you over—allowing you to see the hungry glint in his eyes in the rusted mirror. his previously bloody hand squeezes the back of your neck to keep you pressed against the cold, wooden counter.

you whimper quietly, a little impatient while your hips sway eagerly but you hear him unbuckle his pants, pushing through the heavy layers of his clothes behind you and he sighs with the sudden sexual freedom pulling down his boxers gives him. you feel the already glistening head of his cock slide between your thighs a few moments later before he reaches to flip your skirt up over your ass.

“so, this is like my prize, right?” wriothesley growls as he leans forward, grabbing his cock at the base before guiding it to slide along your already embarrassingly slick pussy. he deliberately rolls the thick head under the hood of your clit with every stroke, watching your thighs twitch with each needy grind as you push back into him — rubbing yourself all over him while his hands curl into your skin.

it’s dizzying, the effect you have on him, shit—one starry-eyed look from you could bring the duke to his fucking knees and his head only feels fuzzier when your lust blown pupils meet his own in the clouded mirror. he stares at you, heavy lidded with parted lips, despite the mess of his dual-toned hair and the marks along his pretty features that’ll definitely bruise tomorrow.

“oh yeah, you’re real lovely.” he grumbles, letting out another airy laugh but still, he won’t fuck you yet. even though it takes every single ounce of his self restraint to pull his cock away from you — especially when he hears that sweet whine slip from your lips at the loss of contact before his slender fingers are curling around your figure to rub sticky circles into your clit.

“even after all this time still gotta stretch you out, huh? i wouldn’t wanna hurt my girl.” you can hear the change in wriothesley’s voice, the way his tone drops, dripping with want and need and followed by his rough movements. hes all sharp edges and harsh lines because he’s losing it, there’s nothing practiced about the way his fingers are moving against you, but he can still feel the way your slick is growing in intensity when he sinks his fingers into your twitching hole.

you still hiss at the stretch before it’s quickly overcome with the desire that boils in your stomach, feeling him twist his wrist in languid circles. he buries his thick digits into your walls, stretching you around them until you’re leaning the weight of your ass against his hips in a plea.

“please, wrio—fuck me.” you breathe and you feel wriothesley hiss as he leans forward to trail a kiss along the dip of your shoulder. he pulls his hand away to wrap it around the base of his cock and tap it teasingly along your clit — smirking at the way your body twitches.

“hmm? oh, i didn’t know you were the one giving orders now, princess.” he slurs, goading but his voice comes out needier than he expects when he rests his forehead against your shoulder, prodding his cock at the your flexing hole before he’s finally, finally sinking into your plush cunt. he was used to being the one in power, like some all-knowing figure with every your grace that he heard. but you had him so weak, he kind of liked it. “anything else you want?”

you’re babbling at the stretch — dreamy moans of his name and ‘ts too much, too big and wriothesley doesn’t think you’ve ever sounded prettier as he curses roughly. “hm, no? this was what you wanted.. right?”

theres a mixture of want and carnal need throbbing in his cock as he pushes into you. feeling you twitch and twist, grab at his silky uniform shirt when he grazes past your swollen, sweet spots and you reward the spread of his cock with another dizzying squeeze.

wriothesley had always been thick, no matter how many times he’s fucked you — moulded your insides to the shape of his cock you were always so tight around him. you clench hard until he’s smearing messy kisses along your shoulder, and his hands are almost curling fists into your hips.

he grunts, followed by a satisfied moan from your pouty lips when he finally bottoms out — you’re so full and his hips press tightly against yours for a few moments. his fingers flex almost too hard in the skin as he readjusts his feet with an almost dark smirk and draws his hips back, slamming back into you immediately after.

the pace he starts is almost animalistic, each thrust feels heavy and sharp, the blunt head of his cock sliding along every sweet spot perfectly and it feels like he’s igniting every nerve ending in your body as you jolt beneath him. “wrio—p-please.” you whimper, surprised you can still form a sentence with how wriothesley has your head spinning.

it feels like he’s fucking almost every word and coherent thought out of your mind that isn’t his name or how good he’s making you feel, and the sound of his pants and growls between your moans only makes you feel even better. every wet smack of his hips making the countless potions and notes on the desk infront of you shake.

wriothesley growls against your skin, his sharp teeth grazing the nape of your neck before his tongue laves over the skin after. his narrowed gaze meets yours in the mirror just as he’s angling your hips higher against his own, the new angle allowing him to shove his cock deeper into your pussy while the lewd, wet squelching noises bouncing around the infirmary every time his hips slam against yours grow louder.

you’re pretty sure sigewinne said she wouldn’t be back for a while, and the other inmates tend to avoid anywhere the duke happens to be. you hope they do atleast.

“what’s going on in that pretty head, hm?” wriothesley pants, snapping you out of your little daze— barely with how he’s making the room spin.

but he loves you like this, so fucking pretty and dumb on his cock and the sight only makes his pace increase, each smack of his hips loud and clapping as his lips tilt slightly when you arch into him. he pulls you further into his chest before you feel his fingers trace their way between your legs, reaching around to find your clit, toying and rolling the sensitive nub.

you let out a babble of his name from your pouty lips, one that’s whispery and choked and you watch the dukes eyes almost roll into the back of his head in the mirror at the sound. your walls squeeze and clamp down around him even harder until he’s throbbing inside of you, each quick thrust feel like it’s leaving you breathless and driven by the same determination that would burn in him during a fight.

“phew, you’re not going easy on me huh?” wriothesley groans, his jaw slack and coloured hair sticking slightly to the light sheen of sweat across his forehead. but despite how fucked out he is, he still finds it in him to shoot you a handsome, cocky smirk when he notices you staring.

“‘m so close, wrio—“ he finds a certain sort of pride in how ruined you look before he pulls you up and taut against his chest while your head tilts back, resting on his shoulder and allowing him an even better view in the mirror infront of you both as he continues to ram into you mercilessly.

wriothesley’s deliberately staving off his own orgasm so he can allow himself to drink in the sight of you looking so pretty and fucked-out, so desperate to make him feel good.

“uh oh, already? because i’m nowhere near done with you yet.”

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Ruby Red

Diluc Ragnivindr x Female! Reader

Description: (Y/n) ends up breaking something as the new maid of the Dawn Winery and meets Master Diluc for the first time.

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It wasn't necessarily hard work, but it was tedious. (Y/n) couldn't help but to dig at the puffy sleeves that framed her shoulders as the fabric seemed to irritate her skin. She wasn't trying to be disrespectful, and (Y/n) would visibly cringe every time Adelinde's gaze casted over her.

She was grateful, don't get her wrong. Without the mercy Adelinde gave her with no experience, (Y/n) would probably still be in the city of Mondstat looking for work. She just didn't feel like herself in the rounded dress that was given for this particular job. Why do you have to dress this way just to clean a rich man's house?

"(Y/n), dear. Did you hear me?" Adelinde's voice calls out. The other maids giggle quietly to themselves as it was clear (Y/n) was lost in her thoughts.

"I'm sorry. What did you say?" (Y/n) asks after clearing her throat awkwardly.

"Would you be alright with cleaning the upstairs while these two works down here? I will be sure to give you a schedule and check on you now and again."

It was clear that the other two were adamant to be together as they clung to each other's arms like schoolgirls. It honestly made (Y/n) sick to see their giddy expressions. "I suppose not."

"Wonderful. I will see you in your designated spots momentarily."

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Irritation seeps from (Y/n)'s pores as she dusts away at the mantle above her. The money was worth it, but doing double the work with something she wasn't used to make her muscles ache. Apparently, one of the girls who was training alongside (Y/n) got sick. Why the other had to leave with her made no sense, but at least Adelinde offered to finish up with her. Not that (Y/n) would leave the older woman to do this work herself; she had nowhere else to go anyway.

The sun barely lit the wooden floors of the Dawn Winery, and the servants began to light candles before their leave for the night. (Y/n)'s limbs ache from a long day's use, tiredness clawing at her eyes. (Y/n) found it harder to stand on the tips of her toes as she reached over her head to swipe the feather down brush behind the vases that stood on the shelving.

Unfortunately, (Y/n) hit one of the glasses with the edge of her knuckles and it slipped off with a loud shatter. She could barely process what happened before fiery red filled her vision.

"Step back, you'll step in it." A monotone voice commands, "What are you even doing here so late? All servants are required to go home before sundown."

(Y/n) observes the man dressed in black for a moment before kneeling down beside him. "I can clean up after myself, thank you."

She can feel his gaze on her as his hands still over the broken pieces. "Excuse me?"

The man sounded more confused if anything, but the tone caused (Y/n) to grovel regardless. "I, um... all I mean is that it was my clumsiness that caused this, so I should be the one that cleans it. Hopefully, I won't get into too much trouble." The last part was more to herself, but it caused the man to chuckle. Ruby eyes greet her as she looks at him in surprise. "What's so funny?"

"The vase had nothing of value, do not worry."

"How do you know?"

"Master Diluc," Adelinde says from behind, "I see you've met the new maid in training."

(Y/n)'s whole body feels as though spikes of ice went through her skin as the man beside her stands.

"I hope your day has been well," Adelinde says with a bow.

"It was fine, thank you. If you wouldn't mind, Adelinde, could you catch one of the workers from outside to throw out this glass. I request that this woman be sent home for the night."

"Yes, Master Diluc," Adelinde responds before turning towards the girl. "You may go home now, dear. Come back bright and early tomorrow morning."

It felt like time stood as (Y/n) lifted herself from the ground. She made sure to keep her head low as she passed by the two, embarrassment warming her cheeks.

"Goodnight, miss Adelinde," (Y/n) manages out before quickly shutting the door.

Adelinde lets out a sigh as she takes the broom off the wall to collect the smaller pieces of broken glass into a pile. Diluc remains fixated on the front door, eyes narrowing intensely.

"Adelinde... who was that girl?" He mutters.

"That was (Y/n). I found her looking for work in the city. I thought we could use the extra help," the woman answers.

"Hm... (Y/n) who?"

"She only gave me her first, sir. I didn't ask any further questions, I'm afraid."

"Interesting..." Diluc responds shortly before turning to the stairs, "I bid you goodnight, Adelinde."

# MESSAGE IN A BOTTLE ⋆｡ ﾟ☁︎｡ ⋆｡ ﾟ☾ ﾟ｡ ⋆

— CHILDE x FEM!READER

SYNOPSIS: There’s a line Childe knows he shouldn’t cross; A line built on years of friendship; A line that happens to cross you, his best friend’s younger sister, grieving her first love; A line where he plays savior, wears a halo, then feign ignorance, because love is a game for fools—and he happens to be the biggest idiot when it comes to love.

When a new stranger invades your life and an old poet writes back.

STATUS: started on 08/25/24

GENRE: older brother’s best friend, smau, college au, fluff, angst, crack, strangers to lovers, slowburn

WARNINGS: excessive use of profanity , ooc!childe (probably)

NOTES: 💌 means it’s a written chapter

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TRANSCRIPT!

— D1 YAPPERS | NO DADDIES, JUST ISSUES

1ST SEMESTER: break up, break free

01. Was it casual?

02. I’m not a pervert! 💌

03. Relax, she’s not my type

04. I’m so wet tonight 💌

05. Stalking? No, Investigating? Yes

06. Do you like your men sarcastic?

07. Take notes

08. Where? A bed?

09. Trust me, ok?

10. Always worth your time 💌

11. My man who’s not my man

12.

13.

14. The delivery boy 💌

2ND SEMESTER: break through, break down

FINALS SEASON: then break a smile

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