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Lover’s Oath | Xiao x Reader

Warnings: Food mention, Xiao proposes to you, Let me know if there are any others!!

Word Count: 1,055 words

Other Notes: Modern AU; Inspired by “Lover’s Oath”; Xiao might be a little OOC; GN! Reader; Very Self-Indulgent; Happy Holidays everyone!

You opened your eyes slowly, taking in the sunlight that streamed through your window. You turned to see your partner, Xiao, still sleeping. He looked so peaceful like that, you thought to yourself. You smiled to yourself, then noticed the snow falling from outside your apartment window.

“Xiao, wake up! It’s snowing outside! Look!” You excitedly (but gently) shook your lover awake.

Xiao groaned. “What is it, love?”

“It’s snowing!” You exclaimed, a grin adorning your face.

Xiao smiled softly at your excitement. “Alright, we’ll go outside after we eat breakfast.” He ruffled your hair.

The two of you got up and had a simple yet fulfilling breakfast, then the two of you got ready to go outside.

Snowflakes danced in the air, hitting the ground softly. You watched in amazement as they fell. Xiao kept his eyes locked on you. You looked so perfect standing there in the winter snow. He was so lucky to have someone as amazing as you in his life.

Soon his thoughts were interrupted by a thud against his back. He turned and saw you, holding a snowball that was aimed for him. You hid the snowball behind your back, smiling innocently.

The green-haired male smirked and picked up a snowball. He threw it, which hit you in the face.

You groaned. “How compact did you make that snowball? Because it hurt. Like, a lot.”

Xiao rushed over to you worriedly. “(Y/n), are you okay?”

You giggled. “Yeah, I’m fine! Don’t be so scared! Besides, it’s snow, so I’ll live. Just don’t kill me.” You joked.

“I- Just make sure to dodge next time, got it?”

“No promises!” You beamed.

Xiao kissed you on the forehead, a faint smile adorning his features. You then gave him a peck on the cheek, your smile still there.

“Do you wanna go get hot chocolate?” You asked. “Because I want hot chocolate.”

Xiao snickered. “You always want hot chocolate.”

“Of course I do! It’s the perfect winter drink! Plus, coffee is nasty. Well, it’s super bitter, even when you add a lot of creamer and sugar to it.”

“I don’t see what you’re talking about. Coffee is great.”

“But I’m better than coffee.” You joked.

Xiao blushed. “Of course you are.”

On the way to the cafe down the street, the two of you talked about random things. Soon, you had gotten there. Xiao opened the door for you.

“Thank you, my dear.” You walked into the cafe, Xiao not far behind you.

“Welcome! What can I get started for you today?”

“One hot chocolate with vanilla and caramel with whipped cream on top please!” You told the barista. “Xiao, what do you want?”

“Um… Just one coffee. Black roast, please.”

“Of course! Anything else?”

“Can I get a bagel and a chocolate cake pop?”

“I thought that you didn’t like ca-”

“It’s for you silly! I know you said you like them, so I thought I’d get you one!”

A light blush dusted Xiao’s cheeks. “Thanks.” He mumbled.

After you paid and got your items, the two of you wandered around town, admiring the scenery.

“It looks pretty outside today,” You remarked.

“It does,” Xiao replied. “But not as beautiful as you.” He grabbed your hand and led you to the center of town, past all the stores and houses.

You wondered where you were going, until you stopped by the large tree they put up in the center of town every December.

“Xiao, why are we here? I thought you didn’t like coming here.”

“(Y/n), we… We’ve been together since middle school, and I’m so glad you’ve been a part of my life since then. I love you, and I always will. I want to spend the rest of my life with you. When I see the future, I see you and me, together. So, will you, (Y/n) (L/n),” Xiao got down on one knee and pulled out a box. He opened the box, an engagement ring inside. “Will you marry me?”

Your eyes widened, tearing up. “Xiao, I… Yes! Of course I’ll marry you!”

Xiao grinned and got up, He put the ring on your finger and gave you a deep, loving kiss. People around you cheered for the two of you. You took off the ring and your glove, then put the ring on, then put your glove on. You then wrapped your arms around him and kissed him.

“I can’t wait to marry you.” You told him.

“I can’t wait either,” Xiao replied, smiling. “Now, let’s head home.”

The two of you walked home, hand in hand. It was now getting dark, and the two of you were getting tired. You walked into the house and stripped of your winter clothes.

“Xiao, do you wanna get a bath?” You asked. “I’m sure it’ll warm the two of us up.”

“Sure,” Xiao responded.

“Okay, I’ll be back!” You left the room.

Xiao plopped himself onto the couch and sighed. He was finally engaged to you. It was one of the happiest days of his life, and one he definitely wouldn’t forget. All he could imagine was you walking down the aisle, looking amazing. His thoughts were soon interrupted by the sound of your footsteps.

“Okay, the water is running! Did you wanna wear any specific clothing, or…?”

The amber-eyed male looked at you. “Anything is fine.” He responded.

“Okay then! If you wanna go to the bathroom, I have the heater on too!”

Xiao nodded.

“Okay, now I’m gonna go get us clothes. Love you!”

“Love you too.”

You walked off and got you and your fiance clothes. You grabbed him a t-shirt and PJ pants, and you took his System of A Down shirt. You went to the bathroom and knocked on the door.

“You can come in.”

You went into the bathroom. “I have returned!”

Xiao was already sitting in the bathtub, waiting for you. He gestured for you to come to join him.

You took off your clothes and got in the tub with him, sighing. He wrapped his arms around you.

After a while, the two of you got out and changed for bed. The two of you had cuddled against each other, keeping each other warm.

“I love you, Xiao.”

“I love you too, (Y/n).”

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3am Phonecalls

! genshin leak !

i called it

♥︎・sub!diluc, itto, childe, kaeya, zhongli x dom!reader (seperate/Thoma bonus cause that man is sub material)

♥︎・warnings : bondage, overstimulation, edging, orgasm denial, degradation, name calling, nipple play, begging, dick stepping, blowjob, mention of exhibitionism, mention of taking a picture, ownership, marking.

⭐︎ Diluc:

“Y-y/n” Diluc moaned as you placed a gentle hand on his hips, bobbing your head up and down his dick.

“Yes?” you muffled, which only sent vibrations into Diluc’s shaft, making him instinctively arch his back.

“God, this feels so good. Don’t stop, please, don’t stop”

Who knew the stoic man would break down after nothing but a few touches and a blowjob? Or maybe it was the rope that tied his hands to the bed frame that made this even more enjoyable?

Releasing his dick with a pop, you rose up, holding eye contact with red haired man as he tugged at his restraints.

“Who knew you were such a fucking pervert..” you whispered, watching him glare at you with fire in his eyes.

‘Why did you stop when I begged you not to?’ That was the question he was too prideful to ask, but you already sensed that.

“You simply didn’t beg hard enough, my love”

⭐︎ Itto:

“Woah- y-y/n, are you sure you wanna do this? I mean-”

“What? Are you backing away now? Weren’t you the one who wanted this?”

“Yes, but I didn’t think you’d do it right now!”

“If there’s one thing you must know, I always keep a rope on me. You asked, and I shall deliver. Don’t tell me you got cold feet?”

A deep blush tainted his face, a pout forming on his lips as you tightened the rope behind his back.

“Now, if you’ll do me a favor, stand still”

Your hand ran down his body, flicking his nipple as it went lower and caressed his abs, stopping right above his belt.

A shudder ran down his spine as you lowered your mouth towards his other nipple, teasing it with your breath as you stared up at his desperate face.

Slowly, you licked and sucked on the sensitive bud, teasing him just to the point of insanity. His breath was ragged and his hips were grinding into you, hoping to get the least bit of friction.

Harshly, you bit his nipple, earning a beautiful loud moan as you tugged on his waistband, your hand palming his erection.

“Be a good boy for me and keep quiet, will ya? I don’t want Kuki to chew my ear off for hindering your public image more than it already is”

⭐︎ Childe:

“This opportunity is quite hard to come by, so-”

“Drop the act, ginger, your dick is betraying you” you said as you made sure the restraints on his wrists were painfully tight.

Well, that seemed to shut him up.

“Seriously, do you ever stop talking?” you added, smirking at his flushed face, he was about to make another remark when you tightened the rope once again, earning a choked down moan.

“You fucking masochist”

Standing up, you admired your work, Childe’s naked body displayed in front of you in all its glory, his dick standing tall and proud.

“Think we should humble it a bit?” you asked, and before he could question what you meant, you stepped on his dick, earning a particularly loud moan.

“Y-y/n, no-”

“I think I should’ve gagged you too, your voice is fucking annoying, you know that?”

He was about to protest when you pressed harder, earning a whimper from the ginger.

“Come on you little slut, we both know you’re enjoying this, so why not just admit it already?”

An incoherent statement of denial left his mouth but it was soon diminished as whimpers continued to bless your ears.

“Seriously, I think I should just call all the fatui recruits in so they can see how much of a fucking bitch in heat their superior is”

⭐︎ Kaeya:

“How shameless, I wouldn’t look so smug if I were you” you said, watching the smirk on Kaeya’s face grow wider as his hands were tied behind his back, naked and on his knees.

“What? There’s nothing to be ashamed about. I love it when I’m down on my knees for you, helpless at your mercy, I love being tied up, unable to move as you control my pleasure. Is that something I should hide? Should I maybe act embarrassed?”

God how much you wanted to rid him of that confidence and watch him come undone under your touch, all desperate and begging for you.

And you knew just how to do that.

Grabbing a special vibrator, you positioned it right at the tip, leaving it there as it perfectly hugged his dick, engulfing him in an immense amount of pleasure.

And with that, you got up, walked to your desk and started sorting through your paperwork.

If there was one thing Kaeya couldn’t do without, it was attention. He loved having eyes on him at all times, he loved it when you had your full focus on him and now that he was being ignored, he grew desperate.

“Y/n, come on, don’t be mean, at least look at me” he whispered, breathless moans making it hard for him to breathe.

“Y/n” he whined, bucking his hips as he wanted to crawl towards you but his ankles were tied together, making it impossible to do so.

“Y-y/n, please, please, look at me, touch me, feel me, I’m begging you”

“Shouldn’t have been so smug, right? You shameless whore. Since you want attention so bad, don’t eat your words once you find out what I’m about to do to you”

⭐︎ Zhongli:

The poor man was standing in front of you, his hands tied and resting on his lap as you teased him over and over again, his fingers etching to touch you.

“Y/n, this has been going for quite a long time, please, l-let me come”

“Are you trying to order me around, mister consultant?”

“N-no! I just-”

“That’s what I like to hear”

Your hand worked up and down his dick that was all wet and creamy with precum, his hips bucking with each thrust and you could tell he was barely holding on by the way his thighs shook, his throat hoarse from moaning over and over and over again, never-ending pleas acting as music to your ears.

“Do you really, really wanna cum?”

“Yes! May I?”

He was so hopeful it was adorable, honestly.

“No” you replied, smirking as you sped up your pace, watching his eyes roll back, his hands tug at the restraints, his mouth hang open at the rapid intakes of breath.

Suddenly, he released into your hand, staining your arm with his cum.

“I-I’m so sorry, I couldn’t hold it any-”

“Clean. It. Up. Lick it all and I want not a single drop of your filth to remain on my body. Believe me, I’ll make you regret disobeying me and you won’t enjoy it one bit”

⭐︎ Thoma:

“Y/n, y/n, y/n”

Your name was like chants leaving Thoma’s mouth as you rode him, his wrists bruised from the continuous pulling and tugging on the rope that tied him to your bed, a smirk plastered on your face at his facial expression.

“What a filthy little toy I have in my possession, are you enjoying this?”

Frantic nods followed your question as he was too deep into the feeling of pleasure to form coherent words, his hips bucking to meet every one of your thrusts.

He couldn’t remember what orgasm he was on? Was it his third? Or maybe his fifth? All that he knew was that you weren’t stopping any time soon until he was reduced to nothing but a blabbering sex-drunk slave, and he was almost there already.

Suddenly, you harshly bit into his collarbone, earning a loud moan as his hips thrusted into you with great force.

You caressed the mark on his neck along with the others hickeys that painted his body.

Truly he was a work of art.

“Maybe I should snap a picture? You know, show it to Ayato so he can know he hired a slut as a housekeeper. Perhaps that would make him finally realize that I own you, every single part of you”

[ For my lovely friend @t4rt4gl14 whose idea this was <3 ]

holy shit

gay people!!!

oh also happy late miku day

Hi! Could you maybe do Craig, Stan, and Clyde asking you to be their Valentine?

[Craig Tucker]

• He knew he wanted you to be his valentine but he didn’t know how to ask

• He also didn’t wanna risk getting rejected and he thought maybe if he was really nonchalant about the whole thing then if you did reject him that it “wasn’t a big deal”

• Your house was in the same direction as his so it was very common for you guys to walk together after school

“Hey uh (Y/n)? It kinda sucks being some of the only kids without a valentine right..?” he rose a hand to scratch the back of his neck nervously

“I don’t really care either way.” You laughed and your words kinda punched him in the gut

• Did you have no interest in him being your valentine???

• He still tried to shoot his shot though

“So like.. I mean- if you don’t have anyone we could just say we’re each other’s valentine’s so we’re not alone.?” He looked at you through the corner of his eye, trying to look at your expression without looking at you

“Sure.”

• The rest of the day you guys mostly hung out like normal because tbh he was a bit scared you didn’t really see him as a date and didn’t wanna push his luck

• Until you suggest buying those pair cringy heart necklaces that stick together

• He never has and never will take it off

• Most of the stuff you guys did was cringy couple shit as a “joke”

• Like sharing pasta together and almost kissing

• he had to fake going to the bathroom to calm himself down 💀

• After he didn’t ask for another date or anything special because he was still unsure if you really did like him but he did feel a lot closer and more comfortable around you

[Stan Marsh]

• He practiced weeks before Valentines, it’s something he’s been thinking about for a while

• Problem is, he was already having trouble talking to a picture of you

• There’s no way he could’ve asked you in person

• Just asking a picture of you made him throw up

• So he decided to text you so at least you wouldn’t see him freaking out

S: hey (y/n)

Y: what’s up?

S: I was wondering if you’d wanna be my valentine?

• It took him so long to hit the send button and when he did he tossed his phone and ran to the bathroom to puke

• When he came back he saw 2 new messages and he opened his phone bracing for the worst

Y: yeah that’d be great lol

Pick me up at 5:00

• He threw up again

• He really hated weed but this time he thanked it with all his heart, he knew that people took it to calm down and relax and he was so worried about puking on you he thought smoking a bit would help

• obviously his dad was more than fine giving him a blunt

• He wasn’t high to the point of acting like a moron, just enough to keep him calm

• The day was pretty fun, he bought all the sweets you wanted and bought you a cute bunny stuffed animal and then you guys hung out in the park for a bit and watched the stars

• The weed was definitely wearing off but it still gave him a bit of confidence

• He asked you out

• You said yes

• He threw up fr

[Clyde Donovan]

• He was pretty cocky about it on the outside but lowkey freaking out

• He knew you would say yes but would if you said no? He would literally cry

• He came up to you at your locker all confident

“Hey ;)”

“What do you want, Clyde?”

“Do you wanna be my valentine gorgeous?”

“How many other girls have you asked” you questioned suspiciously. You thought maybe he asked some other chicks and got rejected before coming to you

“No! No you’re the first one!”

“So you’re gonna ask some other girls after me?”

“No no no! The first and only one!” He panicked

“I’m just messing with you,” you laughed as he sighed.

“Sure. I’ll see you after school.” You ruffled his hair and headed off to class

• He touched his hair before fist pumping the air and yelling “SCORE!!”

• He definitely bragged to Craig, Jimmy, Tweek, and Tolkien

• And Craig told him numerous times, “Dude we do not give a fuck 😐”

• That didn’t ruin his day though, he planned out a bunch of cliche shit too

• While walking he stuck his arm out for you to hold on to, when you guys were watching a movie he pretended to yawn and wrap his arm around your shoulder, when it started to hey chilly he handed you his jacket

• He was pretty sweet and his confidence was kinda adorable, it wasn’t douchebag confidence

• After walking you home he asked if he could take you out on another date

“Hmm..”

His heart sunk and he was getting ready to cry if you said no but to his surprise,

“Yeah I’m down” you giggled

• He waited until you were in your house and the door was shut before he fist pumped the air and yelled “SCORE!!”

I think I like this one more than the first part lmao

Hiii!!!

I want to ask how about the main 4 of the team stan and craig with a s/o who makes art with sprays? I really like that stuff so I want to know your writing about it!

Love you ♡!

Hiya! Looking up what Art Sprays was, I got a bunch of different things, I'm assuming it's mostly just art that you create using spray cans and air brushing, so that is what I'm going off of for this!

Stan Marsh:

- He definitely makes art with you, just not the same type of art.He does, however, take large inspiration from you while he works! In his own words, you're his "muse."

- He has a specific shirt he wears every time you two make art together. He lets it get messy. It's his special shirt for whenever you two make art together, so it has some significance to himself.

- He loves it when you come and do sprays in his barn, he likes seeing how mad his dad gets at the both of you getting paint everywhere- and he likes how a place he detests so much can be made a little better with your literal and figurative splotch of colour!

- He likes to sit back to back with you and work on some art of his own while you are sat down sprayin' away. It builds up the tension of seeing what you two create!

- If you give him and artwork, he'll give you one in return. He always saves his best sketches for you! Even if he is sad to part with them. He puts some of your art up in his locker, because he doesn't trust keeping them at his house. He likes being able to see them at school. They make a monotonous day just so much better for him!

- He likes to have input in your art, if he ever gets asked to choose a colour or setting, he'll jump at the chance to answer! He likes collaborating on art ideas rather than in the actual artistic process, he wants to respect yours and his own styles, and simply collaborate by way of mind!

Kyle Broflovski:

- Kyle immediately researches things about the art form, looking through online gallery's and tutorials. Looking at the different equipment used, they types of art made. He becomes invested in the topic so the two of you can discuss it. He likes hearing your educated opinion on certain techniques and certain works. He likes hearing your advice on how to do certain techniques, even if he knows he is never going to successfully do an art spray.

- He did try though! He asked one day if he could do one alongside you, and he managed to spray paint everywhere but the canvas- And the colours he chose- He really needs to learn some colour theory!

- Because he felt bad for not connecting with you through the hobby, he decided to splurge on some spray paints and airbrush kits for you. At first you freaked out about the whole thing, as the stuff he got you was quite expensive, but he insisted it was fine that you used it!

- If you made an artwork for him, he'd go around showing it to everyone he could. Especially those in his family, who have come to know you as "Kyle's "Friend" Who Likes Art." He brags about your artistic abilities ALL the time!

- He cherishes every artwork you give him, he has a plastic sleeved folder that he slips every work into. He flips through it from time to time to get a hit of motivation, being inspired by what you can do with just a couple of paints!

Kenny Mccormick:

- Kenny doesn't seem to get personal space, nor does he seem to have any regard toward the state of his clothing. While you work, he is often lounging on you, hugging you tightly from behind as you fiddle and tinker with the different sprays. Because of this, he often gets paint on his clothing. Despite this, he wears each splatter like a badge of honour!

- He likes to make different types of art along side you. He'll dip his fingers into the globs of paint that don't make it onto whatever you're spraying them on, and wipe them all over any sheet of paper he can find. He liked to create something purposefully bad or distasteful as a way to tell you how good you are and how talented you are!

- If you ever make art for him, he will hang it up in his house like it was a piece out of a museum. If they are too small to be hung up, he puts them in this small blank art book and presses them in like a mini collection!

- Kenny really likes when you do abstract work, he likes it when nothing makes sense! Because that way the mind can enjoy it in whatever way it wishes. His way is usually lewd however, and he will constantly convince you that there is a phallic shape in your art even though you know there isn't-

- He likes to try to leave paint kisses on you, he thinks their like temporary tattoos of love! It is very cute- though you always worry that he is getting a little to close to ingesting pure paint-

Eric Cartman:

- Eric doesn't like how you spend so much time on your art, so he always joins you whenever you're working on a piece. He needs your attention 24/7!

- He definitely made the "Draw Me Like One Of Your French Girls" joke-

- He's always begging you to take a break and cuddle with him, he doesn't even mind if you're covered head-toe in paint! At a certain point he's usually covered in it as well.

- He'll often ask if you need help with anything to make the process faster so he can have you to himself again- He is actually surprisingly good at sprays though- and you insist he should get into the medium. He'd rather stick to whatever fad he's jumped onto at the moment however.

- If you paint him something he will secretly cherish it- However he will tell you that the painting is a "REMINDER OF HIS CRIPPLING LONELINESS WHEN YOU PAINT 😭😥🤯🤫😾" (A/N I think an excessive amount of emojis is very funny so pardon me heh).

- If you are completely invested in a work, he'll like to lie down beside you and just observe you. Your expression, your posture, how you flick the airbrush every which way. The tenacity brought by every stroke, the way your eyebrows knit together in concentration. He likes seeing you like this, he feels like he's watching an animal in the wild!

Craig Tucker:

- Craig loves it- he thinks the whole thing is so cool. He despises modern and contemporary art, also sharing a true distaste for realism, and finds the vibrancy and freedom of the sprays enticing and exciting!

- He will always ask to see what you are working on, whether it's just a concept in your mind, a sketch, or a full piece!

- I like to think he starts doing it along side you. You obviously influencing him to get into the hobby. He'll start asking you for tips, wanting to watch intently as you do certain techniques so he can be just as good as you. He likes to do it to spend time with you, but he also thinks it makes him looks really cool-

- He'll definitely do sprays of space, the abstract ones that use colours that you may not expect from space- He doesn't take from reality, and likes the use the colour pallets you are already using to see how your art differs.

- If he isn't making stuff along side you though, he likes to watch you work, maybe with his headphones in just watching you spray about! It's relaxing for him, he doesn't have to speak, and neither do you, yet you still feel connected simply through the art form!

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You're literally so sweet! I love you too?!?! Sorry this took so long! Over here I actually smashed this one out, but it was submitted some time ago! Terribly sorry for that!

I hope you enjoyed this! And I hope it was written well enough for y'all!

Thanks for your continued support! <3 <3