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Honkai Star Rail Men when you ask them to have sex for the first time!

Including: Gepard, Dan Heng, Welt, and Sampo

Obviously 18+‼️‼️‼️

Gepard

-He is obviously the one guy that would still be a virgin

-When you proposed the question to him his face went red

-He let you lead the way since he had never done it before

-So anxious and excited

-willing to do whatever you ask and want of him

-He lets you ride him and he enjoys it way more than he thought he would

-found out he likes having his hair pulled during sex

-you accidentally left a hickey on his neck and he unfortunately had to ask serval if she had makeup to cover it up

-was a last resort thing and he got heavily teased for it but she did it regardless

-first time he saw you in a public setting afterwards he couldn't help but think about when you had sex and had to excuse himself he had a boner

Dan Heng

-he couldn't help the blush rising in his cheeks when you asked

-he's very gentle with you and always asked if it was okay to do certain things

-he couldn't help but drool from the way you sucked his dick he really fucking likes it

-came on your body and ended up fucking you again because he got hard from the sight

-he's a switch he found out

Sampo

-he happily agreed

-teases you a lot during sex

-didn't care where you both were at the time and did it in a relatively secluded area

-he'd have sex anywhere tbh

-he's a switch

-so fucking dreamy when he is being dominant

-a brat when he's a bottom

-a rope bunny <3

-many bites and bruises on you both afterward

Welt

-surprised yet agreed to your request

-he wanted to make sure you were 100% okay with it before you went ahead with it

-happened in your room on the express

-he's dominant

-you're actually quite surprised how hot he looks without his clothes on… he has a really defined body

-he's fucking huge too

-you figure out he likes anal

-leaves bruises on your hips afterwards

Can i req reader x luocha?? You can put anything you'd like, take your time ^^

* pairing : luocha x gender neutral reader

* prompt : request ♡

* authors note : i've never written for luocha before! thank goodness i just finished the last main story, so i got a pretty general idea of what he's like ^_^ (i dont, i'm sorry username jingyuansandbladeswife <\3 i hope you enjoy nevertheless!) possibly ooc, ion really know the guy <\3

LUOCHA is a very gentle partner, he loves to be really intimate within closed doors. His touch is as soft as a feather, and the way he holds you is tender. One arm over your body, the other one under and around your waist, pulling you close to him as he leans on your head and snores softly.

HE'S A PRETTY SLEEPER. You're so jealous of how pretty he is in literally any given situation, he could have just left a pool of mud and somehow it gave him clear skin and silky smooth hair. Sometimes you cup his face in your hands, and just kiss him all over the place while giggling about how he's so pretty. He loves it so much when you do that, he'll even have his hands on your waist to pull you closer as you do so.

You two usually have your arms locked wherever you go, mostly on account that you're like a child on a leash with that method and Luocha has to keep you under his watch at all times. Sometimes he'll take his eyes off you, and you're wandering somewhere because something caught your attention. "This is my beautiful partner, (name)- Wait, where did they go..??"

Another thing he likes to do is teach you random romantic things and how to do them. (it's an excuse to pull them on you and demonstrate it over and over again.) "Luo, I don't know if I'm good at this.." You chuckle, feeling him tuck some stray hair behind your ear and his hands trail down from behind your ear, down your jaw and stopping on your chin. "Tsk tsk, You cannot simply give up, my dear. We can try the french kiss again." (and he mwa mwa's you or something I can't write kissing.)

He also really likes fashion, aesthetics and such. He can go for literal hours just discussing random fashion facts, how to dress for ocassions and he'd absolutely love it if you gave him the chance to give you an outfit! He'll make sure you look as perfect as you always do. <3

Luocha overall is a very affectionate and intimate partner when it comes to you, he's never really liked touch until he felt yours and turned obsessed.

-ˋˏ✄┈┈┈┈ emotionally unavailable

⊹ character(s) - gepard landau, jing yuan, sampo koski ⊹ word count - 3.3k ⊹ notes - gn!reader (sampo, gepard), fem!reader (jing yuan, you're referred to as 'lady'), reader is emotionally constipated or just kinda stoic as the title suggests, I guess you could say tsundere?? mostly fluff -w- ⊹ part 2 here!

sorry for the delay on new writing!! honestly I've had a bit to do around the house and the inspiration hasn't been inspiring Σ(;Φ ω Φ) if you want to send in a request, feel free! I could use some new ideas ♡(ﾐ ᵕ̣̣̣̣̣̣ ﻌ ᵕ̣̣̣̣̣̣ ﾐ)ﾉ thanks for the support!

⊹ Gepard Landau

You honestly didn't have much to think about the Captain of the Silvermane Guards.

Aside from the due respect and mild admiration that just about everyone in Belobog held for him and his military group, you didn't have much else to say. The two of you had never even spoken.

The only connection you could possibly have to him was via his sister, Serval Landau. She was your friend (a tentative word for your situation, you surmise) and would often have him over at her store.

You also tended to lounge about the Neverwinter Workshop ("hanging out", Serval would call it, but you begged to differ), but you had never really paid him much mind, and you assumed he had paid you the same.

Serval's favorite nickname for you is "lounging stray" due to the way you came in and out as you pleased, staying only for food and rest when it was available.

The most you recall interacting with the imposing man was a hesitant wave when he had entered the shop while Serval was out.

After all, it would have been quite rude to completely ignore him—though, honestly, you never cared much for politeness, so you had always mulled that incident over in your head. Why had you greeted him?

About a week later, you were mildly surprised to see a bouquet of flowers in Serval's hands from Eversummer Florist.

It wasn't exactly an unusual assumption to make that the down-to-earth rock-and-roll enthusiast would have her share of admirers, but they were typically more forthcoming with their affections from what you'd observed.

But then, upon spotting you, she promptly shoved them into your arms, announcing that they had been addressed to you, not her.

You hadn't felt your face shift that much in years, nor had you ever experienced that level of shock before.

"Looks like someone has a secret admirer," Serval touted, tuning her guitar on the side with a smirk playing on her lips. Her tone was drawn out, knowing, as if this were some elaborate prank she was in on.

"Wow, Ball Peonies, even? What an expensive spread! Lucky Y/N!"

You didn't even spare her a glance as you took your usual seat in her workshop, thumbing one of the petals with mildly intrigued contemplation.

In your rush to lounge about the workshop and ignore your friend's loud teasing, you failed to notice Gepard at his sister's side, nor the way his ears turned red and he hurried to hush Serval.

"I don't get it," you murmured at last, both siblings' heads whipping over to you. "I don't talk to anyone. Except you, that is."

"Well, I didn't send them. Sorry, my little stray, but as much as I adore you, it's not in that way!"

You gave Serval an unamused raise of your brow, then huffed, mumbling a 'whatever' as you lay on the windowsill in the corner of the shop.

However, that pair of blue eyes sneakily noted that your attention was still taken with the flowers, far from your usual routine of pulling out your phone to scroll.

Eventually, you held them on your chest, deigning to stare out the window as you began drifting off into a half-conscious nap. Your rest, however, was awoken by the sound of loud whispering. Serval noticed the unimpressed look on your face and laughed, clapping her hands together before patting Gepard on the back, who looked thoroughly embarrassed. His face was bright red.

"Well, I gotta head out and run some errands! Keep Y/N company for me, huh, Geppie? They can get lonely."

You chose to ignore that last bit, raising your hand and waving at your friend who practically flew out the door.

An awkward silence settled over the room, which miffed you a bit. What did you have to feel awkward about? This had happened before with other people.

Even then, you weren't keen on breaking it. It seemed the Captain had other plans, though.

"Um..." Gepard spoke up from across the workshop, standing just a bit uncomfortably as he shifted from foot to foot. You glanced over your shoulder at him from where you lay, waiting for him to speak. "Sorry about Serval. She can be a bit much."

"I know," you replied simply, unable to meet his eye for some reason. "I'm in here a lot."

"I know," Gepard echoed. Then, his face went back to tomato-red. "Um, I mean, I see you around a lot in here whenever I visit. Not that I'm intentionally staring at you, or anything of that sort! I just notice—"

"It's okay, I got what you meant."

"Right! Right." The Captain shut himself up, thorough mortification making its way back to his face as he scratched the back of his neck. "S-Sorry, uh, for rambling."

"It's fine."

Well, this was getting painful.

You stunned yourself momentarily when you opened your mouth to speak back first.

"So, uh... How's being Captain and everything?" you murmured, almost too quiet for Gepard to hear. When he realized you had spoken first, his face brightened just a bit, though he still appeared to be fighting the humiliation off his face from his earlier verbal blunder.

"Well, how much would you like to hear about?"

You shrugged. "Anything, I guess. Got any cool stories from the front lines?"

The blonde man smiled, taking the chance to tentatively move closer, pulling over Serval's stool and taking a seat.

"Well..."

About ten minutes later, Serval had decided to spare her poor brother from any more awkwardness, completely sure that the workshop would be thick with silence due to his bashfulness and your nonchalance.

To her surprise, though, she heard muffled voices from within. Serval opened the door as carefully and quietly as she could, peeking her head in just enough to see a sight she never thought she'd see.

You were smiling, even laughing a bit, engaging in conversation about Gepard's duties and your own daily activities (even if there were little of those) from your place on the sill. Her brother seemed to be enjoying himself too, gesturing with his hands as he talked up his own underlings' achievements in battle.

The eldest Landau watched for only a moment longer before shutting the door softly.

"I should go get something to eat... give them a little space."

⊹ Jing Yuan

You liked to call your relationship to the General of the Luofu strictly professional at most.

To call it anything more, in your mind, would be disrespect of the highest order to the man who has defended the fleet for centuries.

Besides, you didn't know if you were exactly capable of anything beyond that. Even your limited friends agreed that you were just about as stoic as one could get.

You frequently heard of their debates with other workers within the Seat of Divine Foresight even as you worked—who was more difficult to approach, you or the General himself?

You scoffed to yourself whenever your so-called "friends" argued that you were, in fact, harder to speak to.

What's so wrong with being professional? If anything, you should be telling them off for gossiping in the workplace.

Still, you couldn't exactly argue with them.

Being the right-hand of the General was enough for you to learn his mannerisms even over a short time, though now, after serving at his side for several decades, you could confidently say he was far less intimidating than everyone made him out to be.

Not that you cared, of course. Strictly professional, you told yourself. His mannerisms had nothing to do with you unless they affected work.

Even with your indifference, though, the General was being... odd lately.

Jing Yuan let out an unabashed yawn as he slumped into his chair, tugging at his hair as he polished off the last of his paperwork.

For once, you thought to yourself with a huff of amusement, going through your own papers at an impressive speed. Read, approve or deny, sign, move on.

Considering he hadn't skimped on his own work, there was no real reason for you to be giving yourself early onset carpal tunnel as you typically did, but you figured it would be best to finish the work as soon as possible anyhow.

It meant less work tomorrow, the day after, and the day after that, for not only you but the other Luofu staff as well.

"...ey."

Your brain tuned out all other noise as you moved past yet another proposal, flicking to the next page of your increasingly shrinking stack.

"Lady Y/N. Hello?"

You ignored the growling within your stomach. After this is done, you thought to yourself, I'll treat myself to a meal at home.

"Lady Y/N."

You jumped nearly ten feet out of your seat at the low voice whispering in your ear, clapping a hand over the side of your head as red-hot mortification set in. You glanced to your side to spot the culprit—none other than your General, Jing Yuan.

Had he just whispered into your ear?! The feeling of his warm breath still lingered.

"General!" you shouted, taking a deep breath as you tried to reel back your attitude and present yourself with decorum, as always. "I am working on these proposals, so if you could please refrain from pulling pranks, it would be much appreciated."

Jing Yuan gave you a wry smile, raising his hands innocently.

"Is part of your job description not answering to me?" he asked unfeignedly, golden eyes twinkling. "I called your name about ten times."

"Well, yes, but..." You raised a brow a moment later. "Surely not ten. I heard my name a total of twice."

"So you were listening." You heaved a sigh. Ever stubborn, he was. "Does that mean you were consciously ignoring me? My, the gall, Lady Y/N."

"Not at all, General," you assured. "Only absorbed in my duties. Now, do you need something of me?"

Jing Yuan tapped his chin, settling into the seat next to you and stretching out. He didn't get too comfortable, though, you discerned. Was he planning to head out for the night?

"Well, yes, I suppose I do. I'm sure you'll only listen if it's a direct order from me, after all."

"Of course, General. I am at your beck and call." He chose to ignore the edge of sarcasm in your voice as you resumed your proposals, trying to finish as many as you could before he announced his task.

"Lady Y/N, I'd be delighted if you would join me for a meal. Anywhere of your choosing, and it will be my treat."

"Right, of course. It will be done, General," you mused half-heartedly, before your froze in your tracks, hand stilling midway through a signature. "...Wh—"

"Fantastic. Then I will await you at the door," Jing Yuan smiled again, and you felt yourself welling up with exasperation at the cockiness displayed in it. "Please don't keep me waiting too long, Lady Y/N. Those proposals can always wait one more day, but I am short on time myself."

You were about ready to protest, dropping your pen as you nearly rose to your feet. Your face was hot.

"General, I—!"

"You wouldn't think of backing out after agreeing so openly, would you?" the white-haired man teased, and then, after contemplating for a moment, he held out a hand. "In fact, why don't we depart right now? Just so I can be sure you won't get absorbed in doing more advance work."

He had completely trapped you. You furrowed your brow in disbelief, and then heaved a deep, long sigh. Finally, after leaving him to stand and await your decision for just a few moments longer, you took his hand.

"Very well. But General, if I may..."

"Of course, my dear."

You flushed again, but remained steadfast in your words.

"To make up for this trickery, please do not skip out on your paperwork again."

Jing Yuan's low, rumbly laughter caused you to look away, lest your feelings show on your face. He still did not let go of your hand.

"I suppose that is only fair. You have a deal, Lady Y/N."

⊹ Sampo Koski

You would be completely remiss to allow anyone to refer to you and Sampo as acquaintances, much less friends.

Although the two of you had grown up fairly close, he allowed you no clemency from his constant scams.

It turned into more of a game for him as time passed, though—your natural stoicism and good head on your shoulders didn't allow any of his jabs or tricks to pull through.

That was perhaps what kept him stuck like glue to your side all these years, though... The fact that you were the one person he couldn't quite swindle.

Not that he actually wanted to, anyhow.

As much as Sampo was a slimy businessman in the eyes of pretty much everyone, he didn't seek a profit from someone as close as you. Well, not unless he did you a favor first, of course, but that's basic reciprocation.

You, on the other hand, found yourself perplexed as of late.

Sure, you had known Sampo for practically your whole life, but getting close to someone or being close by birth didn't make you any less inclined to cut them off if they interfered with your life to a degree that you found to be annoying.

You enjoyed the predictable, the mundanity of your daily life working as a trainee doctor under Natasha. You didn't need anyone in your life who might throw a wrench into the ordinary you currently enjoyed.

So why was Sampo the exception?

It was a fairly typical, ordinary, boring evening when you walked into the clinic—12am sharp, just as Natasha had requested of you. You were frankly quite lucky that she didn't ask more of you, but you supposed she was already pushing her own ability to ask favors of you by requesting you watch the overnight patients while she rested.

You didn't mind, of course. You'd always been a bit of a night owl, especially with the somewhat perpetual darkness of the Underworld thanks to Belobog looming over top of you.

Not to mention, you and Sampo had always spent most of your time together in the evenings anyways, the nighttime routine well suited to both of your sleeping schedules.

You felt a twinge of annoyance shoot through you at the thought of the blue haired man, and quickly placed a hand to your forehead between bandage changings for the patient on the table.

There he was again. Sampo, Sampo, Sampo!

Though you could usually push him out of your mind without a second thought, it was beyond you why he was suddenly popping into your brain more nowadays.

Sometimes it was a mere, 'I wonder what Sampo is up to right now. Not more trouble, I hope.'

Sometimes it was something more bordering worry, and those passing thoughts irritated you the most. What did you care? If he got hurt, it would likely be justified in the wake of one of his scams.

You could rationalize those ideas with the notion of not wanting more work at the clinic should he get injured, but even that was weak. Sampo deigned to avoid Natasha for his own wounds, not wanting to burden the leader of Wildfire, likely more out of fear than actual selflessness.

Still, though—

"Heeeey, Y/N! Miss me?"

Speak of the devil, and he shall appear.

"What do you want, Koski?" Your tone was flat, not even sparing him a glance as you moved to your next patient. Changing bandages again, a simple routine that could hopefully keep your mind occupied this time.

"So cold..." You could hear the beginnings of a pout on his lips, finding yourself sighing irritably. "I came to see you, after all!"

Your hands paused for a moment, stilling. A minute tremble in his voice. You whipped your head around to focus your sharp eyes on him, and he winced back, his typical happy-go-lucky smile faltering.

"H-Hey, what's the matter? Helping Miss Nat out with some late night patients aga—"

"Show me," you ordered, finishing the bandage you were currently on and standing up, moving towards Sampo with your arms crossed. He backed up, hands raised in surrender.

"Whaddya mean, I'm— Ouch!"

The conman couldn't help the yelp he let out when his back made contact with the wall, wincing painfully as his wound hit the hard surface. You raised a brow, unimpressed.

"Shirt off, Sampo Koski. Now."

"Woah, woah, at least take me to dinner first!"

Your glare worsened into something stormy as you pointed at the chair nearby.

"Sit down, shirt off, now. Don't make me repeat myself again."

With the face of a wounded puppy, Sampo slunk over to the chair, doing as you asked. He hissed through his teeth as the cloth of his outerwear dragged against the wound, the layers giving way to a deep trio of gashes on the skin of his back. Even with all your medical training, you found yourself cringing at the sight.

"So, Doc, what's the prognosis?" the man laughed weakly, still trying with his jokes even through his pain.

When you remained quiet, his smile fell, and he turned to look at you. If it were anyone else, you might've mistaken that frown for concern.

"Y/N? You... okay?"

"Be quiet," you huffed out at last, grabbing your rolling table of medical supplies and bringing it around, pulling out a chair as you began to inspect the wounds. "What was it this time?"

"Ah, you know, same old, same old! Just some disgruntled robots, not too keen on letting me make a profit with their buddy's parts!"

"You're an idiot."

The usual Sampo would've shot back with some witty or flirty one-liner that was sure to earn him a smack over the head, but when he heard the slight tremble to your voice, he decided it'd be best to keep his mouth shut for now.

"This'll sting. Don't shout, or you'll wake the other patients."

He bit his lip, expecting a harsh serving of antiseptic, but your hands were... gentler this time. You tenderly cleaned the wound with a water-soaked cloth, and though it did sting a bit, it was far nicer than your usual tough treatments from the ire he earned getting injured all the time.

Soon after, he felt you gently patting the wound down with a soft towel, bandages following soon after that you reached around his torso to wrap around him.

Then, you reached for the pack of painkillers.

Sampo was quick to laugh nervously, pushing the pack away when you held it out to him along with a glass of water.

"Hey, hey! Thanks, Y/N, but I really shouldn't be using Miss Natasha's painkillers. Besides, with how sweetly and tenderly you just patched me up, I'm feeling better already!" he fake-swooned, clasping his hands together like a maiden in love to ham up his act.

You were far from impressed.

"You're a bad liar, Sampo Koski," you scoffed, shoving the water and pills past his defensive hands. "Take it. I can't convince you to stay here and actually rest for a change, so it's the least you can do."

When he still looked apprehensive, you swallowed your pride, lowering your gaze and averting your eyes as your face went just the tiniest bit pink.

"...For me."

Sampo honestly thought he misheard you for a moment, but he finally, hesitantly, took the medicine you offered. You led him over to the door, and he laughed breathlessly, finally giving you another smile as he shrugged his shirt and coat back on.

"All right, all right. I'll get out of your hair, and take these. Just for you."

The conman cackled and ran all the way down the alleyways as you shouted after him, fist raised. Once he had disappeared, though, you let it fall to your side, sighing again.

This time, there was a hint of fondness... but that was something else you would be remiss to admit to.

Broken Memories

Genre: angst

A/N: More older stuff to post, hope you all enjoy. I did a quick proofread but knowing me I'll just say that there still may be some grammar mistakes :p

Lofty clouds sail over the Xianzhou Lofu, welcoming some distant warmth to befall the people after what felt like years and years worth of rain. Fresh air brings in the freshness which the rain left behind, feeling like a new slate of paper ready to be written on, but Blade just watches on in solemn silence. Tendrils of pain and ache make its way through his body in steady, continuous waves, not letting him relax, but not letting him move either. For him, only the present moment exists, and in a twisted way he is forced to accept it. His life knows no end, so he makes scarce peace with the present.

Remembrance of days already long and gone make their way to his head, when white locks fell down his back instead of raven black, and when he had friends to speak off, company to talk to, and dreams to dream about. In the long faded and broken memories he sees himself, Yingxing, strike a hot piece of metal over and over again until he gets it to the desired dimensions. Deft hands grab onto the pincers and tools and a bucket of cold water to mend the metal, and the process flows on effortlessly under his watchful gaze. Yingxing feels even more anxiety pool in his chest unlike he usually feels, his gaze fixated on carving the blade to have a more intricate design - this was no ordinary blade in the end, made to be given to some soldier or some higher up as compensation, no - it was a gift. It had to be perfect. Beyond perfect.

The dagger was curved and elegant, and in his hands it demonstrated to perfect balance between the point and hilt, and many little details were put into it in colors of gold and rose gold, your favorite gemstones, your favorite color in the leather grip, your favorite shapes, and about anything else he could incorporate into the dagger without overthrowing its aesthetic and its practical use. It shines beautifully under the pale sunlight, the rain clouds drifting away after days worth of rain. Yingxing smiles at his work, lifting it up above his head until he sees the reflection of his own eyes in the blade, full of mirth and under one eye there’s a smudge of charcoal. He can’t help the pride that makes his chest swell, and neither can he afford to wait for the following day to give it to you. So he makes quick work of packaging the blade and following the narrow roads, searching the entire city until he finds you and just gives the gift to you right then and there, in broad daylight with little introduction. Red paper is wrapped around the wooden box, not in the most skilled way, but in a caring way, and he relishes in the compliments you rain down upon him when he explains what it is, or even why he gave it to you. For once he feels really seen. His life-long mission is for once cast aside in favor of admiring this little side quest he ventured upon. And he feels like he could throw everything away if it meant seeing your joy every day. That evening you have invited him back to your home, served him tea and shared your events of the day, along with more passionate comments about the gifted dagger. 

Blade sighs, remembering your smile, your face, and he remembers how different it now looks in his distorted memories. He is forgetting.. He knows the face he sees in his memories is not the one he knew, he feels it in his bones and in his blackened heart. There is just something missing. The visage of his eyes can’t focus on your face nor the details of your clothes or your hands when they gripped his.

The broken dagger in his lap is unfixable - Yingxing is no longer here to mend it as before. Blade can only hold onto the essence of its memories until the whole world goes dark, and that says plenty of his grief and regret. His chin tilts down to look at the dagger, his finger jabbing at the broken blade as if it was a foreign object to him, something extra terrestrial, as if he didn’t pour his heart into it decades before. Perhaps he did pour his all into it, maybe that’s why the dagger followed the same fate as he did, as the smith poured a piece of his soul into his art. He can only hope the dagger does not represent you.. he hopes you’re out there, somewhere, happy, healthy, alive..

Ⓒ n0tamused. Do not repost, translate, edit, and/or copy any of my works. Likes, comments, and reblogs are appreciated.

I LOVE YOUR MOODBOARDS SOSO MUCH 🤍 they’re absolutely stunning!! uhm,, i’m not sure if you do honkai star rail, but if you do, can i request a jing yuan moodboard? if not, that’s completely fine!! sorry for the bother :’) have a great day!

Dating Jing Yuan <3

=͟͟͞͞ ⌧ : I’m so sorry it took me this long to get to you!! Hopefully I’ve redeemed myself :’)

if it’s not to much, a Sunday moodboard from honkai star rail?? ik he’s kinda hard to find so if it’s too hard for u, don’t worry about it 😅🤍

Dating Sunday <3

=͟͟͞͞ ⌧ : this just feeds into my delusions 😵‍💫

i saw jing yuan moodboard, and now im carving blade moodboard 😭 (you are my favorite moodboard account <3)

Dating Blade <3

=͟͟͞͞ ⌧ : the things I would actually do for this man- and thank youuu for the loveeee!!!! <333

Aventurine moodboard plz? 🥺👀

Dating Aventurine <3

=͟͟͞͞ ⌧ : he’s just so- 😤

haiiii soo i was wondering if u can do a boothill moodboard?

Dating Boothill <3

=͟͟͞͞ ⌧ : hopefully this is okay!! 💕

I am certainly having fun with this too

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I’m having fun with this

Soft soft dragon cuddles

Literally typing this on my phone as I’m about to go eepies, AND I NEED TO GET THIS OUT THERE

DRAGON DAN HENG AND HIS PRECIOUS TAIL

OH MY LORRRRRDD

update: this went in a completely different section than what I anticipated. It barely talks about his pretty tail that I totally want to wrap around me and never let me go

Warning???? Talks of bebe’s and families

Imagine you guys get back to the astral express, Dan heng in tow still in his semi dragon form, the one that doesn’t have the tail but has the ears and the horns. So relieved that he had came back with you guys to the express, you refuse to leave his side, too afraid of the possibility of losing him, something that could’ve easily happened in the xianzhou if Dan Heng had wanted it too

So you stay with him in the archive room, bringing your own blankets and pillows as to not impede his space. As your trying to sleep however, you can’t, mind too overwhelmed about everything that happened at the Luofu. Knowing now that Dan heng was a long life species, you couldn’t help but think about you’re inevitable parting, wether it be due to a difference of goals in the future or to you dying, especially of old age.

You had dreamed of getting old with him, having your own family, little Dan hengs running around the express. It was something you had always spoken about to him on nights were all you two did was bask in each others company. There was always an air of sadness to him whenever you mentioned it. He’d change the subject moments later but never seemed told you outright he didn’t want that too. You just assumed he did but thought it was too early in your relationship to think about and that he wasn’t ready for it yet, which you totally understood.

You open your eyes and gaze longingly at the man laying next to you, clearly tired from the things that transpired just early today. It was really late and you were also ready to knock out but your mind just would not let you. You had never noticed the distance Dan heng had cautiously placed you in until today. You truly did not know that much about him and his appearance during your expedition was the catalyst you needed to realize that. He hadn’t even told you the xianzhou was his homeland, even when you had gone to check on him before you, March, Welt, and Stelle had departed.

Blue eyes greeted your own as your lover shifted in his half slumber. Quickly closing your own eyes as to not alert him of your staring, and thus your troubling thoughts, it was to no avail as he had already caught a glimpse of your sad gaze.

“Darling, are you okay?” He whispers to you, voice heavy with sleep, and hands soft against your cheek.

You don’t answer, futilely pretending you were fast asleep. You knew he didn’t believe it, but you did it anyways on the hope that he would be merciful tonight and just drop the subject. But ever the patient and attentive boyfriend that he is, he refused to let it go. Moving closer towards your face, he doesn’t let up in his pursuit.

“I know you’re awake… Talk to me, I know you have a lot to ask me….”

No response

Cradling your cheek, he lets go and opts for you to to be brought closer to his chest, your hearing filled with the sound of his beating heart.

His voice was the smallest you had ever heard it before, “…I know I have a lot to apologize for so please….. I’ll answer any question you ask with honesty… I promise you.”

He nuzzled his nose into your hair, clearly tired of the silence. It was his way of gently nudging you to respond to him. You sigh as you give in to him, never one to deny your lover of anything.

Bury yourself further into him, you voice the thing that’s been plaguing you the very moment he revealed himself to all of you, “I just don’t understand why you didn’t tell me… or well, I do… it’s none of my business but it just.. it hurts”

He grips on to you tighter as he hears your voice waver. Before he can speak, you cut in, ever-so the understanding girlfriend he had. “No, don’t answer that.. I have no right to ask that of you. It’s your story not mines and it isn’t fair to ask… im just hurt is all” you whisper, eyes shining with tears he can’t see.

He softly says your name, the hand which had subconsciously started massaging your hair stops to try and pull you away from him so he could see your face. You put up a fight and that’s when he gets the crushing realization of your tears. You hear him let out a defeated sigh as he clutches you tighter to his body.

You break in his hold

Quiet sobs rack your body and you feel so pitiful. You hadn’t wanted him to worry, he had enough on his plate and you didn’t want to burden him by serving him more things to think about and so you tried to keep quiet, even in this moment you so desperately held your breath.

But nothing could escape the ears of a dragon

Apologies fall from his heart and make its home into yours. At this point he too was in tears as he lifted you onto his lap, still tightly clutching at your figure.

“Shhh, calm down baby. What can I do for you hm? Tell me and I’ll do it… cmon, you gotta calm down, breathe darling breathe” he coached you into it, steadying your breathing as he was truly worried at your panicking state.

He wraps his tail around you, the blue appendage naturally manifesting at his lover mates turmoil. It flicks to and fro at your side, an illumination at his own anxiety over the situation. As you gradually calm down and tire, so does his tail, which now comfortable rests around your hips, though his arms haven’t let up on their hold you either. He was a greedy dragon after all.

You’re tiredness gets the ahold of you and your body slumps further into his hold. You effectively melt into him as he continued to hold your shape, making sure all of you, your mind, body, and spirit, remain intact.

“I’m here baby.. For whatever you need I’m here,” he kisses into your forehead, “and if you don’t need anything but for me to hug you right now, we can do that too. We can just rest and talk about this whenever you feel up for it hm? Does that work for you baby?” He gently lifts your chin to look up at him and this time you don’t fight back.

Sweet blue eyes, prettier than all of the skies in the galaxy, meet your blurry gaze for the first time tonight. He coos at your red puffy eyes, rubbing at them clear your last remaining tears. “Hi pretty baby,” he smiles, “there you are”.

“Why didn’t you tell me you were Vidyadhara?” You pout at him grumpily, “if you did, I wouldn’t have said all of that stuff and made you-“ the waterworks had already started to come out again and so dan heng shushes you as he wipes them all away.

“If it’s about when you told me you wanted a family, yo don’t have to worry about that okay? “, he grabs your face and squished your cheeks. Your pout further deepens

“I- I want a family too… when I reincarnate, I was immediately thrown into the sins of a person whom I had bit a single recollection of.. I had no one and it’s something I desperately want… I want a family. With you. No one else but you… you who found me lost and wandering. When I was drowning in the mistakes of another… don’t apologize for dreaming of having a family with me.. I was never anything but glad that you also wanted me in the way that I wanted you” Dan Heng confesses to you. He opened himself up to you, and while it wasn’t an overwhelming amount of information, the fact that he was opening up in general caused your heart to soar.

It was now your turn to wipe away the tears coming from your blue-eyed lovers cheek.

“I love you” you softly, and tearily, whispered to him

“I love you always” he whispered back to your lips

And so that’s how you slept the first night you learned the of his truth. Body’s and hearts entangled.

When you woke up the next morning, you remembered something important

“I didn’t realize you had a tail??”

Jealous Puzzle Piece

Kafka x AFAB!Reader - NSFW

Words: 2.2K

Synopsis: Kafka becomes jealous after the Readers’ decision on which gendered Stelleron should awaken. This though sparks an entanglement between the two that couldn’t be left unsolved.

Disclaimers/CW/TW: public mutual masturbation, dub-con, possessive and jealous!Kafka, palming, and thigh grinding (if i missed more, let me know.) minors dni

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Wonderland Girl

Himeko,Jing Yuan,Seelie,Yanqing x GN! Reader

Summary: Relationship Headcannons!

Notes: Muhahaha, another theme change stg if I change my name rn no one will recognize me 😼😼. Ignore the Pastel★Pallette Referance I ran outta ideas

Warnings: suggestive humor,not proofread

She finds you so adorable even when your supposed to be serious. She'd be right next to you watching you come up with a plan and circle around the room. When you come up with a plan you do this cute thing where your head perks up and she just melts seeing this you can't be this cute.

She also likes whenever you act professionally in front of people from the train and then turn around and flirt with her. "Yea...if March is right about this, this could lead to a whole investigation breaking out... What do you think my dear" "my dear?" "Well the best course of action if things go south would probably be an ambush" "yea...most likely I'll go with you guys" "does that mean my room will be vacant again?" She teases "don't worry you still have plenty of things to remind you of me while I'm out ♡" March leans into the Trailblazer. "I think we should give em some room" "they need a room"

100% her hands are all over you. If your right next to she's having a hand around your waist. You could be on your phone she'd lean on you smiling. "You're so warm" she remarks, laying on your shoulder. She just loves physical contact

Her kisses are soft yet intimate depending on how many people are around. She's fine with pda but understands if you may be uncomfortable. Dosent stop her for pinning you against a wall and kissing you all over. "You're so adorable when you're flustered," she smiles

Welt usually gets indirectly bullied by you two. You could be all lovey dovey while he's on a call with the Trailblazer and he would just be unable to handle it. You pointed this out to her and wanted to see how long it would take for him to leave the room. "Himeko you're so beautiful today!" "Why you're as beautiful as always my dear" "Why you're stunning my love!" He looks back at you two annoyed. "Pardon Trailblazer" he moves to another room he could hear you two laughing in the other room.

She enjoys you pampering her. You tucking her in or preparing food for her. She loves it! She'll pay you back preparing a bath for you or giving you massages. "Just relax I'm very good with my hands" she rubs your back. "Thank you Himeko" "No problem" she kisses the back of your neck.

She likes dancing with you in private, not everyone should be allowed to see this side of her after all, a calm song with her being able to rest on your shoulder as you lead. "Thought you said you had cold feet" "I can manage." It's so calm and intimate that she tries not to fall asleep on you. "Don't sleep again" "aw howed you know" she looks up a bit drowsy. "Whenever you go five minutes without conversation it's kinda odvious your drifting off" she smiles "you know me well~"

She slipped a ring on your finger while out on a date. You two were drinking tea, and while you were looking away, she slips a ring on your finger. When you notice this, you look at your hand and look at her. "What?" "Did you-" she smirks, watching your flabbergasted reaction

She adores staying in and watching moves with you. Random crime docs or just bad TV drama she enjoys laying in bed next to you as you two cringe at a bad romance show. The best parts definitely when you end up sleeping. Then she gets to admire just how cute you could be without even trying!

Attempting to make tea together is something she didn't know she wanted until you did it. "Himeko, what flavor do you like?" You yell out,"Whichever you'd like." "That's not what I mean!" She walks into the room, finding you going through tea. "That one's hard to prepare. I'll show you," she guides you step by step on a way to make that tea. "And that's it!" You sigh in relief "oh finally that took two years!" She giggles at this, taking a quick sip. "...we should do this more often"

"Hey would you date me if there was a bird on your head right now?" "Why that's an odd chance but I'm willing to take it" you pluck out a bird from his head "...well-"

It was an odd way of asking him out, but what was odder was how genuine his feelings were for you. You never really saw any signs of him liking you. "You thought someone kissing your hand was normal?" "I thought that's how he greeted people!"

His kisses are quick and surprising. You turn to face him, he has a kiss planted on your cheek. You just wake up, quick little kiss. The only times you'll get a longer kiss outta him is when he's feeling a little more intimate or just a way of saying thank you for adoring him the way you do.

Whenever you're sick, he lets you come into the office to stay with him, but you gotta do some of the paperwork at least three pieces. "I told you you should have stayed home." "I can handle it!" You lean into him. "You're already groaning after the first paragraph," he softly laughs. "It's overwhelming, but I can do it!" He sighs turning back to his work

He likes catching whenever you look at him. You would admire his beauty thinking about him almost zoning out. He winks at you suddenly, waking you up from the day dream flustered. "How long was I staring at you?" "Few minutes" "HUH"

Dates with him are calm and fascinating. Often walks where you two sharing random stories with each other. He can't help but smile as you recount a random story you had. "So this one time I found a moth in my room" "mhm" "and it was on the shoe I usually used to kill bugs" "I see" "and then I remembered there was another shoe and smacked it" "remmber something simular happened to me but instead of a bug, it was a bird!" "You're like a princess next your birds are going to make up a military." "...that's actually a pretty good idea"

He dosent want you near any danger. The dangers of paperwork are fine but straight up fighting monsters. No you're staying inside. Even when you have combat prowess he's still gonna be all "no its too dangerous" "I fought them before tho-" "good counter argument...stay inside till its safe" "HUH-"

He'll let you pat his head as long as there aren't any birds on it. As soon as you do, he leans in to eventually leaning on your chest. "Are they that calming?" "Very much" he smiles

He thinks you're so adorable. He tries to hide the urge to just cup your cheeks to see your reaction. He enjoys the thought of catching you all flustered and kissing you just to see your reaction.

He let you meet members of the military, and they treat you like a little sibling. Like a damsel, it makes you wonder when they'll ever realize why there are fewer monsters appearing lately. "General! Monsters haven't appeared as much as they used to its assumed they must be retreating!" "Why what good news the problem is...where are they retreating to..." and you'd just be looking away from him like you're totally not the cause for this

She's very VERY clingy. She won't lose you she'll make sure of it.

If anyone in the underground didn't know you were her s/o, she'd force em to know. You'd have to hit her with a "this isn't you 🥺" as soon as you got home, she'd hate it. "Pookie!" You'd snap your fingers in her face."This isn't you!" Snap snap,"quit it! You know stuff like that's cringy" "Sorry, can't help myself"

She'd sometimes get lost in thought when talking to you, almost in a daze. "Are you alright?" You wave your hand over her face. "Yea, yea I'm fine did you just...always look so?" Once she realized she said that last part outloud, she covers her face. "Forget I said anything!"

She loves whispering things into your ear. She thinks it's intimate. She'd sit next to you leaning in "I love you~" you look at her blush nearly covering your face. "Could have said that outloud!" "Seeing you flustered makes me wanna do it more"

She pokes you whenever she's in a bad mood or just finished off a mission. Poke Poke "you had a bad day huh?" "What makes you say that" she pokes you a bit more. "Did you get into an argument with someone again?" You cup her cheek. "...maybe" she stops poking you. "How about this we get some ice cream later to help you forget about it!"

She sometimes draws stuff on your skin. Randomly opening a marker and drawing a small butterfly. If you ever told her to stop she'd look a little disappointed before figuring out she could just write letters and cover them with little drawings in the corners. "She's so old fashioned but these little drawings...she's so adorable" Natasha smiles "she's so childish when around you" "really? I just always assumed she was like this"

If she were to ever catch you asleep, she'd cuddle up with you as if waiting for you to notice she's there with you. She'd kinda lay there awkwardly before just pulling you in for a cuddle.

Natasha definitely has pictures of Seelie growing up. She'd proudly show you as soon as Seelies out of sight. "And this is her 6th birthday" you cover your mouth "she's so cute!" "I know right!" She giggles to herself

She doesn't admit it, but she likes you treating her more than Natasha. Not that she doesn't like Natasha it's that if she knows it's not that bad, she's going to you with it. "Can't believe you got yourself hurt like this" you sigh, putting a bandage over her bicep. "Try not to fight too much k? Might open up the wound" you sigh. She likes the thought of you taking care of her she hides odvious blush on her face.

If you ever knew Sampo or someone she thought would do something bad to you that she knew personally. She'd quite litterally drag you away from them. You're just lucky you got to be held by the waist and not by the scruff, unlike one unlucky salesman.

You beat him through sword fighting. He got butthurt, challenged you to a rematch, you jokingly flirt with him, he got flustered then realized he really liked you, thank god you confessed first because he would have evaporated

He's very light. Lightheaded and light on his feet. You don't hear him running up to you for hugs. "Y/n!" He rubs his cheeks against yours,"Yanqing! Where did you come from -"

If he ever caught you stretching in an open area he'd get so excited. "What cha stretching for?" He sneaks up behind you putting his hands on your shoulders. "Nothing just wanted to get out a bit" "mmmhh WANNA SWORD FIGHT?!" the idea suddenly pops in his head. "I ment I was going for a walk" "oh..." he looked so disappointed. "We can train next week if that makes you feel better" and just like that he's back to hugging you tightly shifting most of his weight onto you. "Yay! Thankyouthankyouthankyou!" "Calm down its nothing"

Hell never admit he's cute. You could tell him how cute he is and he'd be all "I am a swordsman! Not a piece of mochi!" "But you squish like one!" He tries not to smile as you stretch and swish his cheeks. "You're so cute!" "I'm not!"

He's always next to you, so say he lost you somewhere he'd lose his shit. "So then I hit em with-" he'd notice you not next to him "AAAHHHHHHH" he shreaks like a little girl and runs around the store looking for you. It got so bad he had to ask people coming out of the bathrooms. "Have you seen my s/o?!? Pretty cute...Looks like they unironcally sleep with plushies" "no?" "Damn, thank you!" It turns out you were in the other aisle looking at a piece of clothing you wanted for a while and then looked at the price and noped out. He's holding back tears

You got hurt when you went out without him. You covered it up, but he could tell something was bothering you. You didn't usually limp a tad when walking. So when you two got outta the public eye he kinda tests you softly kicking where he thinks you're in pain. You try to hold in a hiss as he's proven correct. "So what happened while I was training?" "Don't know what your talking about I'm fine." "Uh huh-" he kicks you there again "AH FINE FINE I TRIPPED" you hold onto the rail overlooking the view trying not to step down on that leg. "Knew it, why didn't you tell me?" "Because you get overly dramatic and would probably trap me in blankets and oreos if I did"

"I wouldnt!" He did...as soon as you got home it was almost an ambush. He wrapped you in your blanket and reopened your oreos. "...I told you" "shush! Now lemme take care of you" he looks at your knee rubbing cream on it. He seems pretty focused. "I'm sure it isn't that bad-" "I'm sure it is" "your wrapping my foot like a mummy..."

He'd try to get into video games you like. He didn't like some of them and ended up deleting some, but he still saw how you enjoyed them. He also tries to get you into video games he likes as well. "Hey, I found this game we might like playing!" "...looks like something my grandma would play. " You open your phone, proceeding to show him your grandma flexing how far she got in the game. "Only took her 10 months...scared of that woman." "Me too"

He tries to initiate kisses. He'd cup your face and lean in, but sometimes he just can't bear going through with it. He usually kisses you without a second thought, but when he thinks too hard about it, everything kinda just crashes down in his brain, and he goes pink. "Uh-" he pauses in the middle of leaning in to kiss you swiftly, turning away. "Thought about it too hard again?" You kiss him.

He whenever you do his hair. He purposely messes up his own hair to walk over to you. "You mind if you do my hair?" "Yea, sure, lemme get a brush. " You grab a brush and calmly untangle his hair. "The same again?" You look over to him. "Kinda wanna see something new." "All right," you part his hair, trying to think of something that would fit him, figuring a bun wound work. You wrap up his hair and put it in a bun. You had him a mirror. "One of the strands is lose," he points at it. "It's on purpose," you smile at the mirror. He gets up, looking at his hairstyle again. "You mind...doing this more offen?"

hello! can i request hcs of how serval and kafka would take care of a sick s/o please? thank you!!

— sick? no worries, she already has some things to deal with a common cold. don’t worry, she’s here for you. serval’s a reliable ass woman so you’ll be better in no time.

— if for some reason you’re hiding that you’re sick and she finds out? you’re getting an earful from her. i’m imagining her just dragging you to bed by the ear ( older sister habits dies hard). don’t worry, she’ll make up for it later with forehead kisses and sweet promises of affection.

— she has a thing for taking your hand in hers and rubbing your knuckles with her thumb. she’ll smile down at you and sing one of her love songs that she wrote for you. serval has such a beautiful voice and you just laying there all blushy n shi. you’ll be so red that she prob panic and think you’re having a major fever and you’re like nah girl, your voice is so pretty that you’re melting???

— she’s playing her acoustic guitar so she can lull you to sleep. serval understands it’s pretty hard to fall sleep while being sick so she got a few musical remedies of her own.

— a very good cook so she makes you her own soup and tea!

“ i’m so lucky to have you. “ serval casts a beautiful smile at your sweet words and brushes stray strands of hair away from your eyes. “ no, i’m lucky to have you. “ you shake your head, reaching for her hand and she gladly meets you have way. “ nonsense, you’re like my everything! you’re like my . .hotdog to my bread? “ she laughs and it’s the most beautiful thing you have ever heard from her.

— you’re sick?? oh no, i guess she gotta take care of you~ don’t worry, you’re in good hands. . .I think. when she finds out that you’re sick, she’s at your door the moment she’s free and she’ll knock on your door with a melodic type rhythm and you’ll just know it’s her.

— “ ohhh, bladie was right, you do look horrible baby.” yeah, you’re closing the door on her, unfortunately she catches it with her foot, revealing a bag of items in her hand for you and apologizes with a laugh. soon with her sweet talking, she’s already inside and ushering you back to bed.

— wait, wym she can’t kiss you while you’re sick? says who? but if you insisttt. she’ll playfully sulk but she understands. for the mean time, she’ll stick to hand kisses.

— btw, remember the bag she brought? yeah, she “accidentally” bought kid’s chicken soup and space-o’s. you know what medicine she got as well? the worst type of flavor for medicine that you exclusively hate. it’s almost like she’s torturing you and taking care of you at the same time.

“ say ahhh “, she opens her mouth mockingly, expecting you to mimic her as the spoon draws near your lips. cheeks hot, you rolled your eyes and open your mouth for her to feed you the soup. kafka merely smiles, “ like it, sweetheart? “ you cross your arms, nodding your head bashfully. “ it’s pretty good, thank you. “

if it’s alright, could i request kafka with a reader who’s a medic for the stellaron hunters?

— medic for the stellaron hunters? i think you mean medic for her because she’s gate keeping you if she hasn’t already. like, you fr think you going to take care of the others when you’re hers? jk jk.

— kafka comes in for the smallest shit like if she somehow gotten a scratch on a mission, she wants you to “heal” her. she’ll fake moan in pain with that sly smile on her face while pointing at a little ass scratch on the expose skin of her shoulder. you’ll just sigh, “ kafka, don’t waste my time. you don’t need to be injured to come and see me, we are literally dating now. “ ofc she’ll claim that it wouldn’t be fun if she only had one reason to come.

— literally will flirt with you to the point where she sometimes asks for a “full check up” on one of the beds. knowing what she’s insinuating, you just push her out of the room much to her disappointment and amusement.

— surprisingly, kafka gets pretty jealous when you tend to others that’s not her. but it’s more like a puppy jealous, y’know? she knows that it’s your job to help out the hunters but damn, she wish those healing hands would be put into. .better use.

— if she walks into you treating blade (we all know bro’s getting injuried more often than not.) her demeanor changes ever so slightly, she’ll continue to smile like usual but will just flirt her ass off right in front of him. yeah, she thinks she’s a comedian. blade rolls his eyes and grunts whenever kafka says some real purposely cringey shit to you. hell, he knows she’s fucking with him when she’s glancing over at him time to time, smirking.

— in serious moments when kafka is actually injured, it’s filled with solemn silence. you’re quietly tending to her wounds and she’s just sitting there, her eyes watching your every move. of course, she’s smiling however it’s only the slight curve of the corner of her red lips that’s barely noticeable. “ what a beautiful mess you are. “ her smile grows larger at your comment, “ a beautiful mess? that’s one way to describe me sweetheart. i’m flattered. “

— if you’re on the mission with the crew, she’s watching over you. whether it’ll be glancing over her shoulder, making sure your close by or whatever maybe; one of her main priorities if not the most important one is you. i mean you are the one and only medic after all, and her dear lover.

supposedly, allegedly, kafka was having some foot pain after a mission and she came in complaining about how sore her feet was. you rolled your eyes, immediately knowing the problem, she literally does her duties in heels! you tell her to sit down and take off the heels so you can take a look and massage them, her reaction was honestly adorable coming from her.

“ make sure to get between the toes as well, sweets.“ she says smugly, enjoying the view of you concentrating on massaging her “ sore “ foot. you threw a quick glare her way before reverting your attention back to the massage. “ be quiet woman, I’m not suppose to be fucking doing this so you’re lucky. “

“ oh? maybe i am lucky or “ she drags out the syllable in her usual raspy tone, “ . . .you just wanted to touch my feet? “

“ do i look like i got a damn foot fetish, kafka? you’re the one who—g-get out of my office! “

mmm kafka or your fav honkai girl/s with a pussy drunk/obsessed fem reader who just adores spending time between their legs? 💓

A/N: if y’all want a lil headcanons for which HSR or Genshin girls moan, whimper or grunt just uhhh lemme know cause I have thoughts 👀

Content Warnings: pussy eating, somnophilia, dacryaphilia, pictures/recording during sex, semi public sex.

Kafka

Oh she’s going to abuse your obsession with her pussy, not that you mind ;)

Her favorite thing to do is sit on her pretty throne, her fingers clawing at your scalp or pulling harshly on your hair just to hear you moan when she does so ~

You’re sad? Frustrated? She’ll lean back and let you just lose yourself inside of her, forgetting about all those pesky thoughts in that pretty head of yours.

If you’d been arguing she wants you to make it up to each other by letting you eat her out. It’s a win, win. She’s never been good with words but actions? That’s the best way for her to show you how she feels…

You had come home from work obviously stressed out, rubbing your temples and dropping your bags at the door. She’s sitting on the couch reading when you walk in, her content smile falling when she sees the dark bags under your eyes.

She pulls you closure to her, kissing you on the forehead before gently pushing you to your knees. She’s just as obsessed with this as you are, she wants you to be good and work for her pleasure.

Your eyes light up at the thought of being between her thighs for hours, forgetting about all your troubles…

“It’s okay baby, just forget about the rest for the world”

Her lips curve into a sweet smile. She loves moments like this more than anything, she loves you more than anything. No matter what’s going on out there, behind these walls it’s just you and her.

“It’s just me and you now”.

Silverwolf

Wolfie would be incredibly shy about this, not that she doesn’t like it! It’s not that at all, in fact she loves it when you wanna get between her legs she’s just nervous about it, she’s not used to that kinda attention.

Along that same line she’s not used to all the praise you’d give her with eating her out, on the inside she’s melting when you tell her how good she looks reclined in her chair letting you have your way with her, telling her how you love her pretty whines.

On the outside though she’s a blushing mess, telling you to ‘shut up’ or that ‘you’re too cheesy’.

That’s why when you come up to her, love in your eyes, sinking to the floor in front of her she’s immediately cautious of what you’re about to do…

She’s playing one of her games but appears to be playing alone. So you decide that this is the best time to make your move, you wanna see if she can keep her focus while your head’s between her legs…

“You know…”

You drag you hands idly up her thighs.

“I could support you under the desk while you play~”

The tips of her ears turn red and she hooks her fingers under the waist band of her shorts to drag them down her legs. She doesn’t say anything, just spreads her legs obediently 💜.

Himeko

She’s a little shy about it but doesn’t show it, it makes her nervous thinking about you losing yourself between her legs but she’s such a control freak she’ll never let that nervousness show.

You want to eat her out until she falls asleep? Thats perfectly fine with her, she was having a hard time sleeping anyway so why not have some fun?

Or maybe you wanna wake her up with your head between her thighs? That’s even better. She loves waking up to your tongue deep inside her, she couldn’t ask for a better way to start her day.

At this point she’s grown so used to being woken up this way that sometimes she doesn’t even wake up, reaching her climax while still sleep. You have to wonder what kind of dreams that gives her…

You had woken up some time before her and decided you were getting bored, what better to cure your boredom than eating her out while you wait for her to wake up?

You shift yourself as quietly as possible and chuckle to yourself at the realization she slept nude last night save for the oversized shirt. Makes your life easier.

You don’t waste anymore time, diving straight between her legs. Her reactions aren’t big, you feel her roll her hips up just a little in search of more of you, quiet sighs leaving her lips.

You hadn’t expected her to wake up but you were pleased nonetheless when you felt her hand reach out, stroking your face gently with lust clouding her eyes.

“Well good morning to me”.

Natasha

She’s very pleased with this turn of events, it greatly benefits her having someone completely obsessed with her pleasure.

She spends all day, everyday taking care of everyone else so she’d love nothing more than for you to drop to your knees and fuck her brains out.

She loves anytime you come visit her at work, it never fails to make her feel less stressed whatever the nature of your visit. Though she won’t lie those days where you come spend hours under her desk hold a special place in her heart ❤️.

She doesn’t mind who’s in charge most days, if you want her to boss you around and lock you in with her long pretty legs she’ll happily oblige.

Or if you want be in charge, kissing and licking every inch of her until she’s whining with tears welled up in those big, beautiful eyes she’s just as happy to obey ~

As if on cue you walk in to her office, locking the door discreetly behind you. Her eyes flash with mischief, watching with a pleased expression at the way you make yourself at home under her desk.

You pull her legs apart and look up to say something before diving in…

“Doctors orders~”

March 7th

Definitely the shyest out of all the girls, she can never bring herself to ask you for help so she’s very relieved when she realizes how much you want to to spend all day ravishing her.

Loves and I mean loves to take pictures of you while you’re between her legs, she has an entire album dedicated to just that <33

Would wrap her legs around you so tightly, her free hand pushing the back of your head till you’re buried so deep you can hardly breath, not that you mind.

You’ll be so lost in concentration that you don’t even notice her rummaging around until you hear the *snap* of her camera…

“Smile for the picture!”

She’s a cryer so you best be careful spending so long down there. After only a few rounds her pretty eyes would already be full of tears, she can’t help it she’s just so sensitive and you’re so good with your tongue…

You almost feel bad for making her cry like that, almost. But it just feels so good fucking her how she deserves it, giving her orgasm after orgasm until even you’ve lost count…

“Y/n please…”

Oh your poor baby, her lip quivers and her thighs shake. Left over make up is running down her cheeks, leaving little black stains of mascara. The sight only spurs you on, you need to make her cum again, so you dive back in…

“Just one more baby, you can do that for me can’t you?”

Imagine sitting on the express, offering Sunday a bag of chips. He politely declines, but you can tell while you're scrolling on your phone that he's been stealing glances in your direction. Wordlessly, you extended the bag to him without tearing your gaze away from your usual daily scroll. It's been a few minutes and you haven't heard or felt the sound of chips moving about. When you turned to look, you realized that he hadn't been eager for a bite of those potatoes. He was watching you eat, with a small smile on his face as though he himself was full just by watching. This was what he needed. The necessity of domestic repose.

Sunday began thinking himself as a fool, not from the nasty pit that was self-deprecation, but out of fondness for the sight. Why didn't he take this path sooner?

He shifted from his seat. A simple gesture— nearly unseen— but you heard how he chuckled curtly. Then, he spoke:

"Pardon me for my rudeness, but you have some crumbs on your face."

I feel like an AU where Kafka is an aeon would be amazing, anyway heres some hcs about it (disclamer I don't know much about ascending to aeonhood)

Aeon! Kafka who one day found out how to ascend to Aeonhood and became an Aeon

Aeon! Kafka who met you before she had became an Aeon

Aeon! Kafka who invited you to leave your current path and follow the path she ascended to

Aeon! Kafka who wanted you to be the leader of her following, appointing you a world to take care of

Aeon! Kafka who figures out how to let you stay immortal to take care of her path

Aeon! Kafka who sets up an event where she comes to the world once a year to publicly visit you

Aeon! Kafka who sneaks into your chambers to see you every other times of the year

Sunday x Irl world reader who goes into the game

Penacony, the land of festivities! Awaiting the update of 2.0, everyone wanted to explore the land of festivities. As soon as you logged in you completed the first act of the mainline quest. Exploring the character identity's of Aventurine, Dr Ratio, Black Swan, Sparkle and way more.

Among all of them one stood out in your eyes-Sunday. Someone who seemed to live within the shadows while his sister took on most of the spotlight.

40 days later version 2.0 turned into 2.1. A new life story yet to be told-struggling to battle Aventurine as Acheron saved the day. Then version 2.1 turned into version 2.2.

In Our Time Boothill appeared on the express, a notable character to appear quite late in the quest. In Our Time Sparkle took the face as the beloved sister in the spotlight. In Our Time you visit the other side, learning what happens to these characters after "death". In Our Time three characters leave "death" only for two to be betrayed by the one. In Our Time two passengers got stuck within the express-only to be saved by Acheron and Black Swan.

In Our Time Sunday defeated the trailblazer to be trapped within a dream forever. Black swan tried to save the day-only for Sunday to almost beat you again.

Trying to defeat Sunday through the screen wasn't enough for you. Sunday's dreams were noble, he wanted to save his sister. To help humanity by destroying himself.

Your wishes were granted when your vision went white-only to be transported within the game as Sunday was falling down to his death. Hugging him as the two of you fell on the ground. Sunday passed out during the fall but you grabbed him and rushed deeper into the dreamscape with Sunday by your side.

dreamin’

SYP — when your heart says yes, but your brain says no. you don’t know which to follow, but you do know that the offer wont last long.

GEN. — fluff w a twinge of angst

WARN. — gn!reader, reader is described as pretty, soft men

NOTES. — hi loves!! hope u guys had a good day. sorry for being so inactive. maybe i’ll still write but mainly focus on drabbles.

it’s like you’re dreaming.

the rain thumps on your window softly. in contrast to the relentless downpour outside, your room emits a cozy glow, linen and warm.

looking down on the man sprawled across your lap, you brush his hair away from his face. he looks peaceful like this. carefree and completely relaxed, a sight of vulnerability. he wouldn’t show this side of him to anyone but you.

you’ve been waiting for this day, haven’t you?

your feather-like touch tickles the apple of his cheeks, stirring him awake.

“‘m sorry, did i wake you?” your smile so bright he squints his eyes to focus on you. you look so pretty and he loves this view. the moon’s light shines on your face, the upturned corner of your mouth and the tip of your nose. you look ethereal.

he shakes his head. “no, ‘s okay. i wasn’t even asleep anyway,” he lies through that sweet smile of his. a rush of memories hit him as he traces each crevice of your face.

he remembers how that exact smile of yours drooped slightly in devastation that day. the day he left you. the exact day of the previous year when you both swore that you would be each other’s. you remember the feeling, like a slap to the face.

so why? why was he back? and why were you so willing to take him back?

a comfortable silence takes over and you move your hand to ruffle his hair. your fingertips caress his messy mop with utmost care, as if he was going to break like glass with the slightest pressure. your fingernails scratch his scalp and he instantly relaxes. well, his arms around your waist don’t.

“we can’t keep doing this, y’know?” you sigh, rubbing his back gently. he could feel his heart weigh down and the fuzzy feeling in his chest ceases. he knows what you mean, but he wishes he doesn’t.

“keep doing what?” his voice is still raspy and tired, like it was every single morning when you woke beside him.

“this. all of this.” he hears his heart crack and he thinks you did too. “it’s wrong,” you add, ignoring how your heart thumps.

“then take me back.” you jump slightly, not expecting how immediate his response was. “if you take me back, everything will be the same again. like this all never happened,” he trailed off.

you know its sincere. you know you missed this, him. you miss his smile, his laugh, his voice. he does too. he knows you miss him, and he misses you as well.

you’re silent, and he hates when you are. he wants to hear your voice.

say something, anything.

the thumping in your heart gets so loud, you can hear it in your ears. your mind goes blank, not knowing which to follow, your heart, or your brain?

because your heart screams yes, but your brain yells no.

it’s like you’re dreaming.

— (bllk) NAGI, SAE, RIN (genshin) CHILDE, DILUC, KAEYA (star rail) DAN HENG, JING YUAN, BLADE (haikyuu) SUNA, TSUKI (KNY) GIYU, SANEMI () YOUR FAVES

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