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𝗪𝗘𝗔𝗥𝗜𝗡𝗚 𝗔 𝗠𝗔𝗜𝗗 𝗢𝗨𝗧𝗙𝗜𝗧 !

˖˚˳⊹ wearing a maid outfit for them feat. ayato : xiao : albedo : scaramouche : cyno : childe x fem! reader

˖˚˳⊹ warnings: nsfw

˖˚˳⊹ 𝗔𝗬𝗔𝗧𝗢

"oh," his voice was deep, would lie if he says he wasn't totally surprised but archons, what a tease you were right now in those clothes of yours, "darling, what honor to see you like this." his chuckle was dark, from deep inside of his throat as he reached over his hand for you to take it. You made yourself comfortable on his lap, straddling him as you didn't waste anymore time, slowly circling your hips teasingly over his growing erection. His had lolled back in his leather chair as he scrunched his eyes shut for a moment. Your hands grabbed onto his soft hair, massaging his scalp without ever losing on pace, still grinding against his leaking cock.

It seemed like he was tired from work, lazily dragging your clothed folds over his growing bulge as he admired the beauty in front of him from underneath his brows. "You're my maid now, hmm?" he just hummed his question, half lidded eyes pointing at your features. "so." slowly hooking your white lace panties to the side so your pussy was bare on top of his hidden cock now, "You're supposed to do everything I say." he finished the sentence off with a wink, grabbing onto the soft flesh of your thighs to push you onto his cock harder and fuck, you just wanted to cum right here and there, —twisting and turning—, movements never faltering. <3

˖˚˳⊹ 𝗫𝗜𝗔𝗢

You had your back to him when he opened the door to your knocking, but once turning quickly around to face your beautiful boyfriend, you saw his broad, surprised face, his cheeks blushed as he realized just what you were wearing right now. "I'm your maid tonight, baby." your voice was more cheeky than anything else, —almost baby like—, you knew he liked it that way. He only got more nervous the further he looked at your body, almost breaking the door frame he was holding on to right now. "a maid?" his question sounded over the top serious, as if he was trying his hardest to not let his guard down at all times.

"Yes." you paused before placing your pointer finger on his lips, "you can do whatever you want to me, tonight." slowly prancing it over his —lips, chest and stomach— until it hit his clothed bulge that was already throbbing against your touch. His adams apple bobbing harshly against his throat as xiao encircled your body with his arms, drawing you closer, letting you taste his hungry lips and archons, he can't remember the last time when he was this horny for you. Already ripping off all the unneeded fabric of your body to see your now exposed perky nipples wait for his touch. He didn't actually wait though and put the mounds of flesh in his mouth right away to suckle harshly on it while the other one was being pinched in between his thumb and pointer finger. You're in for a wild ride. <3

˖˚˳⊹ 𝗔𝗟𝗕𝗘𝗗𝗢

he was honestly too stunned to speak at first, lowkey thought he missed an important event in mondstadt or something. Once you reassured him though, that it wasn‘t in fact an event, but a little something for him, he quickly let go of his tense expression. He‘s been always so good to you :( always making you feel good so it‘s only natural for you to give him a day of pleasure. "You can touch me, you know" you‘re grinning, so fucking proud of making him so unbelievably flustered right now, standing tall in front of him while albedo was still settled on his chair.

His hands slowly reached out for your hips to grab onto your soft flesh, feeling how good you felt underneath his skin made him throb against his pants, "push your dress up." he‘s cold with that certain command, taking it seriously now as he carefully hooked his fingers up the waistband of your white panties, dragging them down and exposing your soft folds to the cold room. He was quick with it, really. Pushing his head hard against your pussy to taste the already leaking juices while simultaniously grabbing onto your leg to slightly pull it up for good measure. You were only able to hold onto his scalp for additional support, unable to comprehend anything anymore as he ate you out like it was his last meal, slowly moving his pointer finger to your entrance to prod a digit in since he knows he had to prepare you before diving his fat cock into your needy pussy.

˖˚˳⊹ 𝗦𝗖𝗔𝗥𝗔𝗠𝗢𝗨𝗖𝗛𝗘

you were currently kneeling in between his thighs, lazily suckling on his cock with a maid outfit that was already half ripped. By the looks of it you can clearly see that scaramouche was more than delighted to see you like this, so fucking obedient and ready to be devoured by his aura. "Fuck." his breathing was heavy, —but his tone was dark—, barely a whisper if anything, he doesn‘t want to show you just how off guard you caught him today, with that little stunt of yours. Just how dare you look all pretty in that maid dress, so confident with your breasts perking up nicely from the small corset, like a dream come true, really.

"don‘t you dare stop." he‘s whimpering now when you picked up on pace, remotely letting his tip hit the back of your throat, over and over again and archons, throat fucking you was his absolute favorite. The way you were trying to suck him in was almost to die for, groaning out against gritted teeth as he looked down on you. Your chin messily stained with both your saliva and his cum, a fucking sinful masterpiece in his eyes. His hands found refuge in your hair and pulled back a few of your strands so he could clearly see your fucked out face. You knew he was about to spill his seed into you once he was rutting his cock inside of your mouth, meeting your pace halfway and once he filled your throat with warm white ribbons, he —as always— expects you to swallow all of it like a good little maid would. <3

˖˚˳⊹ 𝗖𝗬𝗡𝗢

He's a flustered mess, tries his hardest to hide it but fails regardless. Was just tinkering in his lab a moment ago when you decided too grace him with your appearance, head to toe with an adorable maid outfit. He gulped out harshly against his throat, licking his lips in nervousness before he advanced towards your waiting figure. "You." he stopped mid sentence once he reached you, lips mere inches away from one another, "you're beautiful." he caught his breath in his throat, feeling how your fingers lazily stroked over his stoned stomach.

It didn't take cyno long to actually close the distance between your faces and kiss you passionately, at first it was more teeth and tongue than anything though, far too gone in your beauty had him already seeing stars. His hands quickly finding refuge on your behind as he felt up the tiny lace that decorated your body in the utmost erotic way, he's so fucking lucky to have you. His fingertips prancing over your pussy, —that eagerly awaited him already—, as he prodded the first digit against your hole, teasing you for what's more to come later. He didn‘t want to overdo it but once he felt you basically rut against his pointer finger, he immediately went in knuckles deep, grazing in with his nails before finding that sweet spot of yours. <3

˖˚˳⊹ 𝗖𝗛𝗜𝗟𝗗𝗘

after a long work day, ajax thought he‘d come home to your cute figure sleeping soundly on your shared bed but once he actually saw you waiting for him, —dressed like a maid—, he could already feel his cock twitch deep inside his pants. Balls getting heavy by the mere thought of filling you up with his seed tonight, can‘t wait to be honest. He‘s licking his lips before narrowing an eyebrow at you, "what do we have here?" His question was almost cute, really, as you slowly guided him on top of you so he‘d hover over your body. Creaking noises of the bed —because of his added weight— were falling against deaf ears once you spread your legs further apart for him. He was licking his lips as if he was preparing himself for a meal, which he kind of was if we‘re being honest.

You could feel him smirk against your body once he placed wet kisses all over your stomach, pushing up the dress so he‘d see your soaked lace panties that were desperately waiting to be ripped apart by him, which he then, —of course did—. Carefully lowering his head to place a messy kiss on your throbbing folds, licking all the way up your clit to slowly circle his tongue over your bundle of nerves. He won‘t stop there though, ajax really wanted to taste you tonight, moving down to your hole to desperately suckle up everything you gave him so far. "My cute little maid, only spreading your legs for me, right?" he grinned at you while sliding his first digit in, going back to grinding his tongue against your clit. <3

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you can't tell me that venti doesn't LOVE putting his hands all over the object of his affection. he blames you, really - how can he not touch you when your body is so soft? his fingers look so pretty when they sink into your flesh to squeeze it with reverence, his cheeks flushing at the thought of how his fingers would look dug into either side of your hips.

[ he's relentless from the moment he first lays eyes on you. he sings you a tune, makes you smile, places his hand over yours as you're sat in the night air... and when he offers to walk you home, he'll make an excuse to lay against your arm, letting his eyes drift to your chest. he's tipsy, and you're so soft... he's already addicted.

days later, and it's like the bard is practically attached to your side. ]

venti is shameless about his desire for you in public. he'll squeeze your ass when you bend over, giggling when you whine that someone might see you. when he's tipsy, it's even worse - he'll mouth open kisses against your neck whilst his hands roam your chest, sighing about how soft you are.

(you were haunted by the sound of diluc awkwardly clearing his throat and suggesting venti had one too many when the bard had nearly mounted you after hugging you from behind one evening.)

you know that barbatos doesn't answer every prayer, but you do wonder what it means when your prayers are answered by a breeze that feels a little too deliberate in the way it dances across your skin.

it reminds you of how venti runs his fingers across your body. how curious.

gorou got me in a chokehold ⁉️ LET ME OUTTT

cw: humping, frottage, fem gn reader

Gorou who humps you from behind. Can’t fucking help rutting his cock over your barley clothed ass like he’s in heat, hands twitching to rip your pj shorts off.

“Sorry, m’sorry i cant help it.” He groans, yanking your panties down so he can slip his cock between your folds. Drools over your shoulder, slobbering into your neck like a dog. Pants and groans while his bare cock thrusts messily between your slick thighs.

Arms wrapped around your waist, hands groping the plush skin as you tremble and shiver at the way his cock splits you apart but doesn’t enter. He laps at your jaw as an apology, caramel ears flattening over his head when the red tip of his cock catches your clit.

“You’re so wet, dripping. I know you wan’ this to.” He mumbles, incisors nipping at your skin. The sticky pre smears across your folds and makes you wetter. You know his tail is fucking wagging, smacking against his own back. He whines, hips jackrabbiting against you and missing your hole. His length pulsing against your clit makes you drool, thighs tighter against him.

Gorou humps you till he cums against your pussy, pressing the bright pink head that’s smeared in milky pre along the opening of your lips. Shooting ropes of cum against you till it drips along your thighs. You think he’s done, think that he’ll pull away. But you groan when he murmurs an apology and he’s still hard against your ass.

@𝐤𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐫𝐚 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟐 𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐤𝐭𝐨𝐛𝐞𝐫 // ミ DAY TWO // fwb + albedo

context: your risqué encounters with albedo are exhilarating but all that’s good must come to an end

tw: fem!reader, fwb themed, cursing, m!oral, riding albedo (yeehaw) mushy gushy confessions, soft dom! w/ sub! reader

wc: 897

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𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐫𝐮𝐧𝐬 𝐜𝐨𝐥𝐝 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐬 𝐯𝐞𝐢𝐧𝐬

“this is the last time, albedo”

under a crimson wave of sunlight that slathers the winter night sky, turquoise opals look you over—an almost tranquil expression paints his face as you repeat the sentence because to albedo it didn’t mean much—you always said those same exact words every single time clothes were back on your bare body.

“which time would that be exactly? yesterday when you came around my fingers? or just last night as you lazily rode me but you seemed to cum regardless?” albedo specifies, maybe a little too much as he continues to list the events with every single detail and you’re left with skin burning deep to the bone.

another warmth sets deep within your insides but you didn’t have time to toy into your desires with albedo—at the end of the day a pact was made to just be friends with benefits with the fellow alchemist and if the mind blowing sex continued—you knew feelings would develop at some point.

but albedo seemed unphased as he always did so maybe just one more time wouldn’t hurt..

“you’re so lucky, young alchemist” kaeya smirks across the table from albedo, his hands were carefully spewing another potion but halted at the cringe worthy words.

“explain what you’re insinuating, i don’t like to search for answers in your poorly created sentences” albedo replies back dryly, pushing the glass bottle from himself as he places his chin on his fist.

“you know exactly what i mean, being able to freely sleep with someone without consequences. what a life that must be” kaeya cocks his head to the side, a nasty smile spreads across his cheeks and for once his words break through to albedo. because without a heart he cannot feel but with a brain albedo can surely figure things out quickly.

“it’s platonic, i see nothing wrong with that” albedo lifts himself from the table, looking down at kaeya now he patches the sequences together until a clear image is laid out in front of him.

everything must come to an end—albedo knows that but could he not enjoy it just a little bit longer?

“have you always kissed me like this?” albedo questions, watching your lips ghost over his pale flesh, skimming past places he’s aching to feel your touch and instead going straight to his cock.

you drag your eyes up to him, watching closely as albedo avoids the glare, a subtle blush drips to the apples of his cheeks and you can sense an almost shy exterior built around him.

“what do you want me to do?” your tongue lays flat across aldebo’s abdomen in an attempt to soothe the conversation but he whimpers in reply, his hand outstretched to hold your own, fingers splayed until they fit perfectly together, “just hold a part of me, please.”

and so you do, holding albedo’s hand as you engulf his cock with your warm mouth, the grip sustained on your hand eats at the flesh while you bob your head up and down. subtle moans slip past his pretty lips while you continue a slow pace, albedo hates that this overbearing feeling of adoration filters everything else and brings him to the brink of an orgasm immediately.

you feel him twitch in your mouth as you suck harder, placing your other hand on his stomach and drawing small circles across the skin, he can’t help but to whine back in response, bucking his hips until your mouth is filled with his seed, warm white substance dripping past the corners of your lips as you lift your head up to breathe.

“kiss me” albedo murmurs between pants, gripping your hand harder to pull him to you, “y-you never want me to kiss you when we’re—” but albedo has had enough, he doesn’t care to hear you, he just wants to feel you, taste you anyway he can even if that means tasting himself.

you make rid of your clothing quickly, hands built around you was surely to strip you and already hoist you above abledo’s throbbing length—the stars cemented in his eyes light up as he watches you struggle to take him though he can’t figure out if it’s that or just how fucking beautiful you are right now.

“this isn’t enough anymore” he grunts, wincing when you’re flush against his lap, albedo wraps his arms around your waist pulling you closer to him. “what do you mean?” you ask, cupping albedo’s cheeks as he starts moving you down on his cock.

“i’m with you whenever it’s convenient, i love your body when i want it and i can’t keep living like that. i am hopelessly in love with you and i want you to be mine, all mine” albedo whispers out, placing a single kiss on your lips as you recite the same feelings back to him.

albedo feels like he is on cloud nine, your bodies colliding together as you both reach your peaks before crumbling before one another and it’s not enough, albedo wants to take everything from you and claim it as his.

experimental feelings mixed with the natural cure of life with you in it—albedo discovers that to own a heart he must let it be free and seemingly it falls right into your hands—for it'll stay there as long as you’ll have him, which will be an eternity; of course.

remote working ! (twothau w/ gn!reader)

‧͙⁺˚*･༓☾ YOU HAVE RECEIVED A LETTER, LET’S SEE WHAT’S INSIDE! ☽༓･*˚⁺‧͙

salutations. remote working (requested by anon)

addressed. diluc, kaeya, tartaglia, zhongli, thoma, xiao, scaramouche, and arataki itto

content. mentions of covid-19, fluff/no-angst, mild swearing, wholesomeness, modern!au, yakuza!au, this fic is based on the way of the househusband

sypnosis. how househusbands are like with you remote working (work at home) during the pandemic.

penpals. @scaraslover @saving-for-xiao @dawgimsohot @kazu-topia @chiruru @aqualesha @renamichii

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post-script. shoutout to my bestie irl who helped me out with her big brain on xiao, kaeya, and scaramouche's parts <<3

DOESN’T GO TO YOUR OFFICE — diluc

when you first told DILUC that you'll start working at home from now on, he was relieved. ever since the announcement of a certain virus that's been infecting everyone like wildfire, the man could only worry about your safety – especially since your workplace has so much people – so now that you're officially working at home, he can now rest peacefully.

as someone who respects privacy and silence, diluc makes sure to not be noisy outside, including not vacuuming in front of your office and wouldn't put the volume on the tv to the max (im sorry but hes honestly the type to make his tv loud just to have a bg noise), which you appreciate a lot. though you wonder if he forgot the fact that your office is sound-proof.

he also doesn't want to go to your office, mainly because he doesn't want to be seen by your nosy colleagues and because he simply doesn't want to disturb your meetings with his presence. it's like the tables have been turned around the both of you since back then, you're the one who didn't want to interrupt with his work.

sometimes when he feels like it, diluc would send you a text message and ask if you'd like him to bring a drink or snack to your office. if you said yes, expect yourself to hear a few knocks one second after you sent your message. turns out, he was actually supposed to come in to your office unannounced with your drink and snacks but decided to text you first because of his conscience bothering him. it'll take months before he'll actually start visiting your office without having to text you that's a lie, he'll never do it.

LOVES YOUR BOSS MOMENTS — childe, kaeya

the moment you informed CHILDE that you’ll be working at home, he was honestly curious to see how you work. are you the type to scold many of your coworkers in a scary manner? are you the fun and chill type that made your coworkers love you? ah, so many questions !!

eventually his curiosity was lifted when he overheard you while he was cleaning outside your office, causing him to stop cleaning for a moment to hear what you're saying to your colleagues, listening to you destroying your coworker for something they’re trying to bring you down from.

it only increased his love for you because wow, who knew you would be such a boss at your job? don’t get him wrong, he very much knows how great you are — it just astounds him since you’re so closed off about your work ! childe could only smile from just imagining how scared his old subordinates would be if you were a part of his organization.

expect him to try and convince you to start telling many of your work stories — doesn’t matter if they’re all embarrassing in your eyes — as long as you tell him the ones where you prove yourself that you’re a boss (as you should !!)

KAEYA would be happy that you no longer have to go out to your crowded workplace and risk your health anymore when you told him. he feels even more unease when it comes to your safety since there’s been a virus that’s been causing so much trouble for everyone, so now that you’ll stay home until it’s considered safe to go out, kaeya can live happily.

unlike childe, kaeya only gets to see your angry side when your coworkers didn’t do their job and would think wow, you're so cute when you're angry as if he hasn't seen you being mad at him at all. he doesn’t even have to go near your office to hear your angry voice because he can simply hear it from where he is (given that unlike diluc’s, your office isn't sound-proof).

during those times when you're mad, kaeya will make sure to help you calm down after the meeting. he'll either stop by your office to give you a snack and drink or cuddle with you until your next meeting starts. if you're into sweet-talk, then kaeya's the right person for you, expect him to start telling you sweet-nothings in your ear and do everything he can to make you smile or make your cheeks feel warmer than a stove.

as much as kaeya adores your boss moments, he doesn't like how you're too busy with your work because of your piled up works to do. whenever you sometimes overwork yourself from the amount of work you've been given, your lover will make sure to make you take breaks every now and then by dragging you out from your office and spend time with him even if it takes a few minutes. you may be cute but not when you're stressed and overworked >:00 !!

VISITS YOUR OFFICE TO GIVE YOU FOOD — thoma, zhongli

when THOMA finds out that you'll start doing your work at home, he beams. mainly because you don't have to get out from your home and risk your health and definitely not because he misses you a lot.

he would often find himself at the kitchen daily even more than before, trying out snack recipes that he thinks you’d like as taroumaru watches from afar, eating his dog treat happily as always. if he deems the said snack worthy, then thoma will immediately take it away to your office and give it to you with taroumaru following.

however, unlike the rest of the househusbands besides diluc and scaramouche, thoma wouldn't be seen by your colleagues since he makes sure that he's not seen in your screen – whether it'd be going behind your laptop and place the food beside your things, or stay a few steps away from you and just give you a thumbs up before rushing off outside to not disturb you anymore.

whenever you're done with your meetings, you always have your favorite choice of drink waiting outside with your lover and dog watching a movie or resting while waiting for you to finish. expect him to try and help you clean up your desk so that you can have a tidy spot for once.

sweet-sweet ZHONGLI, who smiles so wide when he realizes that he won’t have to feel lonely anymore because of the fact that you’ll be staying home without going out to work. expect him to take you to your workplace to get your things and will help you start rearranging your office to make it more comfortable and suitable for your online meetings.

sweet-sweet zhongli, who makes sure to be quiet whenever he’s outside of your office and always prepares snacks for you. it’s scary how he always knows when you’re craving for something to eat, something that he excuse it as a coincidence and chuckles about it. he likes to think that it’s an instinct of his to know when you’re starving and/or know what you want.

sweet-sweet zhongli, who always makes sure to knock on your door before entering with foods that’ll surely make your mouth water at the aroma alone. at this point, it’s normal for your colleagues to see his lower body coming to view in your screen and putting down the tray that has your meal. they actually find it endearing and a bit jealous.

sweet zhongli, who listens to what you did for work as he massages your shoulders happily after your tiring meetings, adding a few comments here and there so that you’ll know that he’s listening to your rants. he's that good of a househusband <<3

SOMETIMES IN THE BACKGROUND — itto, xiao

ITTO felt excited when you said you'll start working at home, thinking that you meant that you’re willing to help him with the farm – only to find out that you meant you're actually still working in your career but at home, much to his sadness. nevertheless though, he was still happy because hey, at least you're now staying with him 24/7 :DD !!

like diluc, itto wouldn't dare to enter your office during your meetings in fear of disturbing you as well. despite that though, your colleagues know him already because of your choice of.. background.

you see, your office has a window that shows the beautiful view of the farm and field, something that you thought would look great as your background since the window is behind you and is visibly seen to your colleagues. what you don't think about is the fact that your husband could be seen by your many colleagues – leading many occasions where they can see itto talking with his farm- animals and/or getting chased by chickens and hens.

it only took you a long time before you realized that itto can be seen thanks to one of your friends who pointed it out, causing you to feel your cheeks warming when you realized your mistake. how could you face your lover knowing that almost all of your colleagues have seen the things he did outside?!

XIAO felt like the gods have smiled upon him when he found out about the new changes in your work. he’s been anxiously waiting for the announcement of what will happen to your and your company, so now that it's official that you'll be staying at home, he won't have to worry about anything regarding you catching the virus.

now, unlike most househusbands, your office is an open-door room that leads to the kitchen and dining area, causing xiao to be often seen by your colleagues doing random things. whether it'd be cleaning up some items in the background, walking by but accidentally tripped, cooking a meal, or even eat almond tofu nearby, not knowing that he can be seen. you didn't bother telling him since you assumed he knew.

sometimes, you'd feel like a boomer. especially during the first month of remote working since you had never used zoom or any online meeting apps, so you often come up to xiao when it comes to encountering technical difficulties. thankfully, xiao's been with zhongli for a long time to know how to fix your problems and/or answer your questions. he's basically a technician to you now.

NOISY AS FU— — scaramouche

“so? i’m still your alarm either way.” is SCARAMOUCHE’s response when you first told him that you’ll start working at home. in reality, he was lowkey relieved since he didn't want you to risk yourself to go to work.

just like diluc, scaramouche respects boundaries and silence, so he makes sure to not interrupt any of your meetings. he'll only enter if he wants to let you know that he'll be going out to buy some groceries or if he brings you a drink after you texted him.

now, despite not being able to enter your office, he's often... loud outside without realizing it.

it's not that he's intentionally loud to disturb you – no, no – he just gets a bit clumsy whenever he cleans. whenever scaramouche cleans, he sometimes gets too deep in his thoughts that he doesn't pay attention to his surroundings besides the one he's cleaning in, leaving him accidentally stumping his toe on one of the table legs and speak in colorful language, much to your embarrassment and shock when you’re in your office hearing it. thankfully it only happens when you're not talking (so far, at least).

besides that, on occasions when you're taking a "short" break while waiting for your next meeting, scaramouche will make sure to keep an eye on the time to let you know when you need to go back in case you ended up procrastinating. if you ever say “just a few minutes”, you can say goodbye to your sweet bed because your husband will literally drag you away towards your office. it's honestly scary how strong he is 🧍‍♀️🧍‍♀️

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YANDERE KAMISATO AYATO

Summary: You are in an affair with the head of the kamisato clan, unwillingly.

Warning: May contain triggering content, implied sexual relationship, non-consensual touching, ayato being manipulative- the poor reader is stressed.

The headquarters of the Yashiro commission wasn't by far the most unlikeable place on teyvat.

It held some horrible recollections for the young lady sipping her warm tea at a table, apprehensive, and nervously pressing her lips into a thin line, glancing towards the male present with her, on the other side, eyeing her with what she presumes could be inquisitiveness. She anxiously swallows the bitter beverage, comprehending her next choice of speech.

However, every time she catches a glimpse of him, it's like she doesn't recognize what she was to say. It's the way he looks at her as if he's aware of whatever is fiddling inside that small head of hers, crushing down her meek defences and examining her core nature, then shaming her with his eyes alone.

Ultimately, she decides to remain quiet for fear of saying something she shouldn't and then silently lament it in the future. Instead, pondering when they met. She's a married woman, with no child, a husband who is very much overprotective of her, for good purposes.

The man abruptly leaned forward, and she snips off her reminiscence, stiffly perceiving his upper body, momentarily peeking at his equitable expression, and then dragging it onto the floating liquid in a cup.

"Thanks for joining me for tea on such short notice, I've been thinking about you a lot lately." He confessed, she feebly drew in a soft breath, making herself appear like she was in deep thoughts, but she wouldn't know how believable she seemed.

He resumed.

"I've missed you much. How have you been? Last I saw, you appeared quite happy."

Was he mocking her? When they met, she went all out needing to avoid him, what they did, was nothing more than a grave mistake. Something she'd appreciate being left behind and forgotten, to save her skin and sanity, yes, but, what more can she do to ease the burden of guilt.

She averts her gaze, preparing to answer.

"I'm fine. Just feeling a little under the weather I suppose..." She muttered, shyly deterring her eyes when the look he formulated made her stomach churn. She felt like she was being peeled by the skin.

"I see." He responded.

Subconsciously, her hand reached out to her belly, sensitively grasping it. He noticed.

"Is something the matter? You are very incommunicative today." He said, narrowing his eyes and slightly lifting his chin, she chokes on her word, startling herself and recoiling from the chagrin. Hesitantly connecting eyes, the urge to rend it away was consistent, nervously fidgeting unbeknownst to her worked up brain.

"Yes- I'm good, um... Just thinking about my husband." She untruthfully replied he heeded, said nought in return.

"Is it related to us?" He implored after an uneasy moment of lull and cognition, her shoulders mildly tough up. He noticed that as well.

"Not quite, but yes." She lied.

"Are you worried he will find out about us?" He asked once again, intrigued and somewhat, blissful.

"I wouldn't want him to, but if he does, and he doesn't want to be associated with me anymore, then it is alright. I've been an unfaithful wife." She muttered. His eyes dimmed a little, and he loosened his rigid posture, indulging in grim thoughts.

"And say, if you had the chance to re-marry, would you?" That tricked her mind, she visibly made a nonplused presentation on her face, puzzled but knowing his true intentions behind an indifferent, humane facade.

"I'm not sure about that." She mumbled.

Immediately, she added with an urgency in her voice, "I... need to go now, thank you for having me." He nodded, looking at her then, he stifled a smile.

"You needn't." He retorted.

Stopping the woman in her tracks, wordlessly questioning his intentions, her back turned and face away from his prying vision, he confirmed, "you mustn't leave. Please rest for a while longer." He finished, oddly his face did not compliment his tone. Instantly, buzzing all red alarms in her head.

She stared, wishing to ask, decided to keep quiet.

"You forgot to tell me one crucial thing." He said as he rose to his full height, approaching and closing the distance, the gap between their bodies small and insignificant. She slowly advanced backwards, her gaze trained on him.

"You are with my child, inside of you." He whispered with a grin, she stopped, her fingers loosely clenched and shallow breaths unable to reach her lungs. "How could you keep such a thing from me?" Gently he snaked his hand around her waist, his other, resting and steadily caressing her abdomen.

"If you try anything. It won't end well." He suddenly threatened upon nearing in on her body, leaning towards her ear. She didn't say anything.

He took the time to swiftly arrange her imprisonment.

"Maids! Take her inside and see she rests well, she isn't to leave without me." He sternly instructed, his dominant hand gripping her tight. Voicelessly, demanding her to move along soundly.

"I'll be back shortly. You rest up till then." He smiled, softly stroking her cheek, and then letting his hold unfasten. She looked down, obediently allowing the maidens to drag her inside.

Ayato watched.

Slowly turning on his heels to flee, to make sure someone in her life doesn't reap the likelihood to encounter her again.

Then, her name wouldn't need to be dirted and dishonoured.

ᵔᴗᵔ . . 𝗮 𝘁𝗮𝘀𝘁𝗲 𝗼𝗳 𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗼𝘄𝗻 𝗺𝗲𝗱𝗶𝗰𝗶𝗻𝗲 !

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𝘀𝗰𝗮𝗿𝗮𝗺𝗼𝘂𝗰𝗵𝗲 [𝘄𝗮𝗻𝗱𝗲𝗿𝗲𝗿]

as was foreseeable, you were more bitter than a radish over your lover’s affairs in sumeru; with the pesky follower he met in the midst of his search for godhood being the victim of your ire. she should be grateful for your show of mercy to spare her life, or else you would’ve jumped on the chance in a heartbeat.

it could’ve ended well if he didn’t dangle the idiot leech of a researcher’s devotion over your head, using it to his heart’s content to keep you obedient. “haypasia would not dare to behave so insolently,” and “haypasia would’ve done what i asked without question.”

haypasia this, haypasia that.

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Yandere Abnormalities — Punishing Bird Snippet

(A Yandere AU of Lobotomy Corporation. If you don't like OOCs and fanon, discretion is advised.)

I decided to write this down since it has been nagging me for the past few days and college is a bitch that won't let me write anything else.

This bird could kill all my agents in the game, and I will never stop loving it.

Warnings: Slight gore and blood

Word Count: 1 100+

Adorable. Just absolutely adorable.

When you first saw him, you just had this irresistible urge to pinch him, hug him, pet his head, and run your fingers through his baby blue hair. But of course, you didn't since that was a sure way to get killed by any Abnormality.

The first time you were ordered to work on him, it was for Attachment. You didn't mind since who could deny such an adorable little guy? From what you could tell, he was barely taller than your chin! If it wasn't obvious, you were more than happy to be with him!

Sure, he mostly just glared at you (if he wasn't outright ignoring you). But how could you hate him for that when his own sulking looked cute?

Without a single bit of shame, you said that to his face, and much to your amusement, his cheeks only puffed up even more, growing pinker by the second!

Was this Abnormality even capable of looking intimidating?

After that, you haven't been called to work on Small Bird, but it's not like you had to. He often breached his containment unit, and by now, hardly anyone batted an eye when warnings set off because of him.

But unfortunately for you, that meant he was bothering you more often. Initially, it was thought that he breached only whenever an agent panicked, so when others saw the tiny bird pecking away at your forehead, everyone immediately ran to suppress you.

As much of a pain in the ass as it was to deal with the countless bruises you received, it wasn't entirely bad since you finally saw him in his avian form So, that's why you're called Small Bird, you mused.

You had always known that the boy wasn't sweet. Far from it, really. But you didn't expect him to be mischievous. Like a corvid, he would steal your food, sometimes even your personal belongings, just so he could hoard all of them in his little perch.

When he told you that you would have to climb up to get your things back, he just smirked at your irritation.

He knew that there was no way that perch would be able to hold your weight. And if you were to break it? Well, would you really risk angering him? You may find him irresistible to hug, but that will never make you forget that he's a TETH class Abnormality.

And much to your detriment, your fear of him only ensured that he would keep causing mischief around you since there would be no consequence. It was made even worse by the fact that his amusement at your suffering produced more PE boxes than usual, so there was no way the facility would help you with this one.

When you both walked across one another, the look of exasperation was instinctual. Before you even realized it, you were groaning at the sight of him. Naturally, that only delighted the avian even more.

"Sucks when I'm the one annoying you, isn't it?"

Your eyes widened. Was that really the reason why he kept breaching his containment unit? You ruined his day, so now, he is hellbent on ruining every single day for you?

But then, the time came that Small Bird breached for a good reason. It was one of the agents. They had gone on a murderous rampage after a particularly bad work with one of the Abnormalities.

You were one of the agents sent to suppress them, and unsurprisingly, Small Bird had come along to help. But then, things got out of hand, and you wound up being thrown to the floor so hard, you had whiplash.

That was when Small Bird's eyes began to turn red.

You were equipped with the right weapon for this, but why couldn't you bring the agent back to sanity? It was as if every hit you made only hurt them rather than help. But you weren't going to give up. Enough people die everyday as it is, and you weren't going to let this one go.

Then, you saw their eyes light up again, the fog vanishing as they began to regain consciousness. "Wh-what? I..."

They looked as though they were on the verge of tears. Remorse and self-hatred, two emotions that had overwhelmed them to the point of breaking down.

"I'm sorry!"

You kneeled down on the floor beside them, crying as well. "It's okay. It's going to be okay." Was it, really?

You two stayed like that for a while, with the other agents joining in to form a sort of support group. Together, you all huddled together, hugging and sharing comforting words. Someone was even clever enough to be humorous about the situation.

But the heartfelt moment had to end.

One of the agents was flung to the wall, away from the agent you had just saved. Your entire body went into overdrive, and before you could even understand what was fully happening, you were hurrying to pull the agent away from danger. Away from anything that could hurt them again.

Too late.

One moment, the agent was just standing there, eyes still wide from shock as she looked at the man who had been flung to the wall. Next, they were gone.

You could only stare, shell-shocked, as her body was torn to shreds. His mandibles and neck had split open to accommodate such a large bite, revealing the several jagged teeth that lined his throat, his mouth, and even his tongue.

The other agents could only watch in terror as they watched the boy, the one they had all considered too cute, too soft to be any real threat, tear their friend apart, eat them from limb to limb until nothing was left.

When he finished, he began to walk towards—

You crawled back, trying to get as much distance between you and him. But your legs were too shaky to stand on. You could only cry as you watched him tower over you.

His mouth—if that could even be called a mouth—was now closed. Now, he looked just like he did before. Adorable, harmless, with pink lips that couldn't hurt anyone.

He crouched down before you. Like this, you could see it clearer. The little bits of flesh and sinew that had fallen from his mouth onto his blue-feathered sweater when he was eating.

"Aren't you being too lenient, [Name]?" He tilted his head slightly to the right, the way he often did as a little bird whenever he watched you do something. "They didn't deserve your mercy."

"You...you killed them," you said, too mortified to say anything else.

"I did."

A wide smile contorted his face. For a moment, you thought that thing was going to open again, but no. All it revealed were sharp red teeth, your deceased colleague's flesh stuck between them.

"Now that they are punished, they could never hurt you ever again."

'Blood Feather' by Jeremiah McAdams

'Strands of a Feather' by Artem Podrez

scaramouche doesn’t come right out and tell you if you’re doing something right. 

he’s difficult on purpose like that — positive affirmation is meant to be gleaned, not verbally expressed — but you know his tells. you must, in order for life to be anything near tolerable. fortunately for you, his body language is not so cryptic that deciphering it takes great effort. all you need is some good ol’ fashioned trial and error to work out the kinks. when he’s irate, which is more often than not, there are certain signs you look for. his eyes narrow with derision, mockery flows from his lips with ease, and there’s this tangible build up electricity in the air. 

this is what you thought you’d be met with after going off on a tangent. childhood memories resurfaced at the sight of the meal you were to share, and as if you were momentarily hypnotized, you spoke at length about what the food brought to mind. he didn’t interrupt and his countenance showed nothing but neutrality.  

halfway through, his blank stare inevitably gets to you, and you find yourself apologizing for the mindless ramble that you assume he has no interest in. his underlings have been subject to torment both physical and mental if he feels their reports were too longwinded. while you might be a special case, there’s no telling how far that extends your privileges, nor have you ever felt inclined to find out. 

he’ll query as to why you stopped prematurely. 

when you explain your concern, he’ll scoff, then motion for you to continue. 

“go on,” he’ll say. “might as well finish the story.” 

it’s strange — a precedent you never expected him to set. 

upon later reflection, you realize the pattern has shown itself in the past, it just wasn’t until now that you could put it together. he stabs his food with more force than necessary at dinner when all is quiet. glances over his shoulder when you’re in the room, trying to remain still as a statue, so as not to upset some unspoken order. prompts you with random questions then clicks his tongue if the answer is too succinct. 

could it be…

that scaramouche, the oh so fearsome balladeer, likes to hear you talk? 

— 𝐈’𝐦 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐟𝐚𝐯𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐞, 𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭?

✦ breeding their beloved god (yandere sagau!) feat. venti, tighnari, zhongli, childe, kaeya

✦ warning: smut, 18+ content, minors do not interact

✦ disclaimer: afab!reader with no set pronouns, everything is consensual, breeding kink, creampies, yandere tendencies,  monsterfucking adjacent (venti, zhongli), sacrilegious (venti), venti having wings, womb tattoo (venti), knotting (tighnari), biting (tighnari), overstimulation (zhongli), dacryphila (zhongli), size kink (zhongli), mirror sex (zhongli), exhibitionism (childe), voyeurism (childe), temperature play (kaeya), fingering (kaeya), impact play (kaeya), unedited

✦ set up: you didn’t expect to wake up one day in a world that looked exactly like the silly game you play on your phone and laptop. You didn’t expect even pushing through the migraine, pulsating in your head that the eyes of your favorite character shined in delight looking at you. You couldn’t help relishing in that love…even if they truly loved the god they thought you of.

As one of the longest devoted acolytes, Venti’s whole body rushed with serotonin when his eyes finally gazed at your own. Through the wind he had always heard your smiles in reference to him..something about “pulling” or laughing at “voice lines”—whatever that meant. He was so blessed to hold you in his once empty arms finally.

Was he your favorite, right? He constantly whined and pouted to make sure you reminded him—those playful turquoise eyes going sharp, gazing at the Knights of Favonius, the elite clans of Mondstadt, or even the other archons who descended down to his land—desperate to gain your attention and favor. You wouldn’t though. He was the favorite of the bunch and he would prove it to everyone else.

Even despite the church of Mondstadt being empty, there you plaid out, perfectly displayed to him—folds absolutely covered with your slick and his saliva, as he wiped his pale face clean with a grind. With two fingers pressing against your soft folds, he opened you open further watching your hole flutter on nothing, waiting for him…and him alone.

He couldn’t stop himself from unleashing his human persona of “Venti”, white wings sprouting out as he nudged the tip of his already tripping cock inside of you. With lips quivering, his moans reverberated through his church, quickly bottoming out and sliding deep inside of you. Hearing you whine out his name, squirming underneath him was enough to have a celestial being such as himself, fall to such depraved. 

You could only gasp feeling his cock change and thicken inside of you, walls stretching out even further as his relentless pace wouldn’t stop. He could only muffle his giggles, tongue darting out of his face as he pulled and sucked on your newly hard nipples as your legs reached around bringing him even deeper inside of you.

Venti only saw white when you tightly gripped onto his wings—babbling praises, tongue lolled out and eyes rolling back of his head as he finally emptied himself inside of you. He could feel you clench tightly on his cock, trying to milk every ounce of cum from him. 

He tried not to let the tears prick his eyes from falling, with that obsessive grin on his face. He instead laid his head down on your chest, lazily thrusting his hips still inside of you to get that slightly glowing essence as deep inside of you as possible. Seeing his mark forming on your lower stomach, his eyes finally closed. This would be the best possible way to deter any of them from becoming your favorite.

In the deep forests of Sumuru, Tighnari stood by one of his beloved plants meditating and praying to see you. He wouldn’t have expected in a million scenarios that when he opened his eyes, you were there meekly gazing over confused about just where you were.

You had become quite the talk of the town when word finally spread through Sumuru that you had descended among your people, but yet Tighnari suggested you remain with him in the forests, studying the learning about the predicament you had fallen yourself into. He loved being your guide, teaching you about the ways of the world. Enjoy your company and presence that many people didn’t seem to want or understand.

He wanted to monopolize it. He always wanted to see that bright smile whenever your eyes would lock with one another.

Even as he laid in bed with you, his mind split apart not knowing what to do—his logical side and his more predatory instincts he often locked up and pushed down. Even as you grasped his cock, his body shook and trembled—trying to get a grip, trying not to give him. But that smile…aided in him snapping.

You could only gasp feeling his knot completely stretch you out. His fervor and strength caused the bed to creek loudly, etching marks on the once pristine walls of his home. His nails, newly sharp only helped your thigh up, reaching even deeper to graze by your cervix. His mouth connected to your nape muffling the heavy grunts and growls from his relentless pace.

Even as you spasmed on his cock, it just wasn’t enough for him. He needed to feel that tightness against, gripping down and holding onto his aching cock again and again.

He doesn’t recall how many rounds the two of you went through until his instincts finally subsided, big eyes watching globs of his cum leak down from your quivering hole. Was he ashamed of himself, he asked internally. No, he couldn’t be. That fucked-out smile of yours confirmed it, swelling his chest with pride. 

Perhaps he should thank his instincts for taking the initiative. The Akademiya wouldn’t be able to sweep you away, if you were full of his pups after all.

Your self-proclaimed most loyal acolyte was shocked when you knocked on the door of the Wangshuu Funeral Parlor looking for him. Could his people not realize the presence they were blessed with?? Hearing about your situation and examining the…interesting clothes you were wearing, Zhongli took it upon himself to do the very thing he had set out to do in day one—love and take care of his beloved God.

A fake saccharine smile fell on his face whenever his friend decided to show up to greet you. Or the copious amount of presence for the Tiaquan herself. Or how your attention seemed to be waning away from him. This was new, for Zhongli as his more possessive tendencies clawed at his chest. Dragons always did despise sharing, but for he would at least try.

It wasn’t until he heard your soft moans under the moonlight in your room, that he realized that other parts of you weren’t reserved for everyone else, it was for him, right? Don’t worry, He’ll take care of all of your needs like the devoted acolyte he is.

The nights you were under him after a day of not paying much attention to him were always his favorites. He loved holding you by the mirror of his office, watching your struggle and squirm to properly take his thick cock. Still, he cooed and motivated you—digits completely soaked in your essence toying with your needy clit— as he finally pushed further in. 

God, you were so perfect for him, even if he couldn’t fit himself fully inside of you as his tip was already nudged firmly against your cervix. His glowing black and golden arms moved you up and down his length, hips meeting the pace that he had set with his lips nibbling on the shoulder of your neck. 

Globs of his cum already stained your thighs as he continuously plunged himself into you for the fifth time this night. He knew you were tired, body shivering in exhaustion and pleasure, but he still kissed the saltiness of your dried overstimulated tears on your cheeks as you choked out his name yet again. 

HIs deep voice could only chuckle deeply, golden slits admiring the newly formed geo sigil marking your shoulder. His mind sears to the contract he had recently made of you, lust and obsession motivating him to finally finish the fertility ritual at long last.

Childe couldn’t help but tackle you when he first released you were his beloved God. His hands weaved with yours, a maddening grin on his face as his soulless sapphire eyes gazed up as yours with such admiration. A string of questions left his lips and he could tell how overwhelmed you were as your eyes widened in such confusion. 

He needed to take a step back. He was scaring you! His precious! He couldn’t do that! He was ashamed of it. He made himself out to be as if he were your best friend, making sure you felt safe and comfortable around him, just as your voice had when he was lost in the Abyss.

His arms were always around you since you had been staying in Snezhnaya. The way his fellow harbingers would gawk around you, trying to seduce, pull you over to them and get you to leave Childe often left him debating on whether to pick up his blades against his fellow “allies” or not. 

Still, you always looked back at him, holding his hand to reassure them. They wouldn’t know what the two of you had! He always had to remind himself that you preferred keeping your relationship with one another on the down-low, much to his dismay.

But eventually, those cunning and convincing words of his will finally get you to spread the word, along with your legs on top of the table in the Fatui’s HQ. The eyes of the Harbingers fell onto your form, hands tightly weaved into Childe’s—as it’s always been—as he rutted against you. Your slick developed into a pull on the once clean table, hand smacking down on your clit causing some of the harbingers to gasp in excitement.

It took only one look to dissuade any of the other harbingers from approaching, but it didn’t prevent them to cup their aching arousal watching Childe’s hips finally halted and shifted, as his thick white cum filled you up. He didn’t dare leave your velvety hole, he merely waited to get hard again, to do it again and again and again. Until, he knows you’re properly bred and his precious God, not theirs.

Could you ever believe that a being as cursed as his would be blessed and the first to meet you? Still, even as he reached a hand out introducing himself without a care in the world, you would never know just how much power you had over him.

And he hated it.

He didn’t hate you at all, it was quite the opposite really. He hated how things were getting to him more, that you were here and prospering in Mondstadt. His eyes would never match his smile anymore, watching his former brother gawk at you or his drinking friend consistently, whining and holding onto you. He could only bitterly laugh wondering what their reaction would be if they knew you were under him, a sinner, every night, relishing in the way your body took him so well.

That’s why he couldn’t help himself that night. Your ass was up in the air, as Kaeya smacked on the globe before grabbing a handful of it as his cock plowed inside of you. His fingers, imbedded with frost, massaged circles around your clit relishing in the way your flutter firmly against his length.

This is how their beloved God is, fucking a sinner nonetheless begging for him to go faster and deeper inside. He couldn’t help leaning into your ear telling you just what a pretty slut you were for an acolyte like him, only causing you to whine as his laughter filled the room. 

Grunting your name one more time, his heart swelled in the pride of his forgotten and unknown homeland—watching a slow river of his cum dribble out of you. His cold fingers pushed his cum back inside of you, curling his fingers and eliciting yet another moan from you. 

Khaenri’ah’s next heir was half of the world's beloved God, he was sure things would work out for the better. They would regardless since you’d had chosen him—out of everyone else—by your side.