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𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐨𝐧𝐢

☆ arataki itto × fem! reader

cw(s): afab! reader, blood from reader's first time, description of itto's cock, mentions of pain, pounding, use of condom !

↳ req from feralteapot & anon!

nsfw below cut!

after a heavy makeout session with itto during cuddling, you felt something prod and poke at your butt. you slightly shifted to glance down, only to get a slightly shaky exhale from itto.

"...sorry, gimme a sec in the bathroom and I'll be back."

he murmured quietly, a bit embarrassed from his his angry erection as he didn't dare to meet your eyes. to his surprise, you stayed seated on his lap, and instead you cupped his cheeks, turning his face towards yours.

"you don't need to...I think I'm ready."

itto's eyes went round as he gulped, gently lifting you up before laying you down on the bed.

"... sure about it? I don't want ya to feel pressured because I—" itto was quickly shut up as you pulled him in for a kiss. you smiled, nodding after the kiss broke. "I'm sure, you big doofus."

it was adoring, really, watching as his big hands shook when he clumsily undressed you. itto tried his best to carefully take your bra off, but he struggled as you quietly laughed at his distress over the simple hooks. you helped him out before he continued trailing kisses down your tummy.

soon, with a hook of his fingers around the band of your panties, your cunt laid bare, slightly glistening. feeling shy, your legs instinctively closed, but his voice was soft as he opened up your legs, his lips gently nipping and kissing at your thighs.

"... I n-needa prep you, right?" itto mumbled, feeling nervous as his middle finger prodded at your entrance, your arousal coating his fingers as he dipped one inside. "is this o-okay...?" he asked in a worried tone, watching your expression slightly scrunch.

you nodded, taking his hand gently in your own to guide him.

"you can add more, itto... I'm not as fragile as you think."

"o-of course you're not...! I know that you're stronger than you look, sweet girl." he huffed, gaining a sudden sense of fake confidence as he inserted another finger, increasing the speed just slightly, pumping and curling his fingers slightly.

your arousal covered his hand soon enough, and you tugged lightly on his hair to tell him so.

itto hastily dropped his pants, his cock slapping and hitting his stomach as it stuck out proud. he was shaking a bit as he unwrapped a condom and slid it on his length. his length was certainly girthy, and long enough for you to slightly waiver. itto noticed how worried you were from the way your brows slightly furrowed, and he leaned down to press a gentle kiss to remind you.

"I'll go slow, don't worry..." he murmured softly with a big grin, reaching down to hold your smaller hand in his big hand. his other hand went to grab his dick, lining it up with your wet entrance before he very slowly pushed.

a slight whimper came from your throat as you cried out a bit, feeling the stretch from just his tip alone, to be too much.

"...c-cant! ittooo... s' too much."

"yeah, you can... what happened to not being fragile, hm?"

itto bit his lip and cooed softly, gently wiping away the tears in your eyes as he continued to rock his hips further in.

with his cock fully nestled in your warmth, you let out an exasperated and shaky sigh, still adjusting as you gave his hand a tight squeeze. itto stayed as still as a statue, afraid to hurt you.

"I think... you can move now. go slow, okay? you have to promise." itto nodded, murmuring out a "I promise to." before he pulled out until his tip, and thrusted back in slowly. the motion continued until itto started to speed up, the clench of your cunt and melodic whines of his name coming from your lips being too much to bear.

his curved dick perfectly hit that one spot, causing you to cry out a bit louder than earlier, itto noticed as he began to abuse and bully his cock deeper inside.

"I'm y-your one and only, right?" he let out a small growl, feeling a bit possessive as he took all of your glory in at once, only wanting to have you to himself. his hands squeezed and squished at your skin, fondling your breasts and gripping at your hips.

you felt as if he was reaching your cervix as you nodded, the look in his eyes was loving as he peppered wet kisses along your neck, biting and leaving some love bites.

though the moment was sweet, it was quite lewd as the sound of skin slapping and squelching of your pussy was heard audibly despite the combined moans from both you and itto.

"f-fuck... you're so tight," he groaned, dropping his head into the crook of your neck. "squeezin' so hard 'round my cock, b-baby."

his comments flew past your head as your eyes rolled back and mouth laid agape from pleasure. you were focused on the veins of his cock dragging against your walls, and his tip hitting the deepest part in you.

"i-itto, itto, itto...! I'm sooo cloooseee...!" you cried out, feeling your climax come quickly.

"shit— cum f' me... cum for your one and oni." itto reached down to gently rub at your clit and assist you with your climax. with a broken moan, you came, throwing you head back on the pillow as you gripped onto his forearms tightly.

the tight and fluttering of your walls led itto to come shortly after you, his hips stuttering as he rode his high and came into the condom.

both of you basked in the afterglow for a bit before itto pulled out and pulled the condom off, tying it and throwing it into the trash can in the room.

without a word, he ran off to go get a warm towel to clean you up. itto opened a bottle of water and gently helped you gulp a bit down before he joined you back in bed, big spooning as he pushed your face into his plush chest.

"where'd you learn all of that from?" you murmured, quirking up a brow. the oni before you scratched his head with a big and guilty smile on face.

"...what good would it be if your one and oni didn't even know the basics? I had to study at least a bit."

"that was soooo bad." your tone was playful as you hugged him back with a happy and content grin.

the atmosphere was happy and quiet before you felt something hard poke at your thighs this time. you groaned as you were met with his stupid and unashamed smile, his little fangs clearly showing from how big his lips stretched.

"one more round? 'promise I'll be gentle."

ੈ✩↟‧₊˚ I'll be writing some sfw and nsfw pieces to celebrate the festive season! pieces will be updated as they go, and I hope that they bring you some type of joy

requests are always open!

will be written with a fem reader for the nsfw ones

⤿𝐃𝐄𝐂𝐄𝐌𝐁𝐄𝐑 23𝐑𝐃 — 𝘶𝘨𝘭𝘺 𝘴𝘸𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘩𝘰𝘵 𝘤𝘰𝘤𝘰𝘢

scaramouche & xiao

⤿𝐃𝐄𝐂𝐄𝐌𝐁𝐄𝐑 24𝐓𝐇 — 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘷𝘦𝘯𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘭𝘺 𝘴𝘵𝘶𝘤𝘬! ღ

scaramouche

⤿𝐃𝐄𝐂𝐄𝐌𝐁𝐄𝐑 25𝐓𝐇 — 𝘣𝘢𝘣𝘺, 𝘪𝘵'𝘴 𝘤𝘰𝘭𝘥 𝘰𝘶𝘵𝘴𝘪𝘥𝘦 ღ

xiao

ღ = nsfw

maybe something cliché like the reader getting stuck in a box, dressed up really lewdly and explicitly in a skimpy outfit

or

soft cozy lovemaking under the warm sheets (hehe)

I am open to ideas and brainrot !!! (will delete after a while)

☆ softer scaramouche smut drabble

scaramouche x fem! reader

cw(s): afab! reader, creampie, missionary, cunnilingus, he calls you sweet girl

he couldn't help it.

as much as he acted like he hated the affections you showed him, he couldn't help but look forward to seeing you, hearing you voice your appreciation for him, as well as show him how much you loved him.

scaramouche's rough attitude and blunt way of speaking didn't translate over to his actions. his touch was soft and gentle when it came to you, this especially being present at times when he wanted to take it slow and cherish your body.

"you're insufferable... you know that?" scaramouche huffed softly, his hair falling over his eyes as he stared up at you.

despite his words, his face was flushed, eyes dilated as he delicately caressed his fingers into your sopping cunt. scaramouche watched you carefully for your reactions, a small smile making its way to his face as he leaned in and lapped away at your essence.

scaramouche made his way up to press a sweet kiss to your lips as your whole body shook and arched into his own. you swore you felt him smirk a bit into the kiss.

his garments fell and his hard cock rested in his fist as he pumped it slowly. scaramouche's precum coated the entirety of his fingers, and he let out soft moans as his cock laid against your bare pussy, rubbing his tip against your clit gently.

scaramouche let out a little whimper when his tip entered. the warmth and tight squeeze almost made him cum right there and then.

"f-fuck..." he groaned, throwing his head backwards in pleasure as he bit his lip. his gaze then followed from where you both were connected, up to your dilated blown out eyes, and flushed complexion.

to him, you were the prettiest thing. only he would ever see you like this, and it was almost comforting as he embraced you, thrusting at a languid pace.

soft cries left your mouth, to which he cooed gently and shushed you by locking your lips with a kiss.

scaramouche groaned, feeling your warm walls flutter around his cock, but he let out a small and proud huff as his fingers promptly trailed their way down to your clit. he traced circles on the sensitive bud, still thrusting as he watched you struggle to keep your eyes open.

"...close already?" scaramouche said it a bit gruffly, but the small smile he adorned told you how he felt otherwise. "cum for me then, sweet girl."

and just like that, you felt your climax hit you hard as your back arched off the bed, eyes rolled back, and mouth agape, stuttering moans leaving your lips.

he hummed quietly, watching you as he continued to move his hips to help you ride out your high.

"s-shit," scaramouche reached out for your hand, feeling his climax near from how hard you clenched around him.

"o-outside, or inside?" he hurriedly murmured next to your ear, feeling close. you wrapping your legs around his waist gave him the answer he needed as he jackhammered his hips even faster.

his hips stuttered into a gradually slower pace before stopping, some of his cum starting to leak as he tried to catch his breath a bit.

scaramouche pushed himself off of you after pressing a gentle kiss to your forehead, rushing to run a towel under some warm water before cleaning the both of you up and handing you a water bottle.

it was only after he finished cleaning the both of you up that he decided to finally lay back down in bed with you, although with a bit of space in between the two of you.

finding it a bit strange, you quirked up a sleepy brow at him, to which he returned.

"what?"

"you wanna cuddle so bad..?" he continued.

"fine." scaramouche wrapped his arms around you before you could say anything, rolling his eyes a bit.

"you could've just asked, you know." he murmured.

"...but you didn't even give me a chance to speak."

guys please... that itto post is flopping harder than I thought 😭😭... scara posts were drabbles and they got sm more likes ?

maybe I should just stick to scaramouche posts

itto headcannons please 😩☝️

not sure what kind of headcannons you wanted :) so I decided to do a sfw and nsfw.

nsfw is below the cut.

𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐧𝐨𝐧𝐬

☆ arataki itto

cw(s): afab! reader, mentions of breeding, positions; full nelson, prone bone, size difference, dick details, morning wood

synopsis: headcannons for the boss of the arataki gang (arataki itto is biggest goof)

𝐬𝐚𝐟𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐤 (𝐬𝐟𝐰)

itto is the biggest goof around town.

but he's your goof. you can't help but adore him and the way he sees light in every situation. (even when there is none.)

↳ though he's not rich, and not the smartest, he finds ways to make you smile. whether it be hugs, compliments, or a pretty pebble he found on his adventures that he wanted you to see.

↳ itto is a respectful king, he loves every bit of you and he makes sure to often kiss you gently all over. pecking and covering all of your skin whilst he worships you.

↳ flowers are a must. he makes sure to pick up some pretty flowers that remind him of you whenever the both of you meet up.

↳ itto loves to chat and talk about how his day went, telling you about the smallest details, and of course, ending it with his proclamation of love for you.

↳ big, clingy, and cuddly bear. (best cuddle buddy.)

↳ his favorite thing to do is tackle you, taking you down with him as he bear hugs you.

his frame absolutely engulfs your entire figure !! he's so big and muscular, but his chest is oh so squishy. (there's a slight panic that he'll suffocate you every time your face is pressed into his chest, but a couple of hurried taps has itto letting go, apologizing with a sheepish grin on his face.)

↳ as previously stated (and already known !!) itto is big.

↳ realistically, itto smells (kinda) sweaty. fresh out of the shower itto smells like a mix of honey with an earthy wood scent.

𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐬𝐚𝐟𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐤 ( 𝐧𝐬𝐟𝐰 )

↳ his dick stands at 9 inches hard, and about 7.5 inches soft. tip is a pretty pinkish brown (#ad8882 if you want.) it curves slightly to his left, is very veiny, and quite girthy.

↳ itto is extremely dirty without realizing it in bed.

it's hot in the moment, but it's quite lewd and embarrassing when itto talks dirty. itto finds inspiration from films and porn, heck, even the erotica novels that he finds at the back of yae publishing house. (he skips all of the pages except for the explicit scenes.)

"f-fuck yeahh... pussy is sucking me in so deep, hm?"

"gonna pound this sweet cunt and breed it real good..."

↳ despite the embarrassment felt sometimes when you hear him spout filth into your ears, you can't help but moan.

itto's cock reaches reeeal deep. you swear you can feel his tip touch your cervix.

his relentless pounding has you weak, huffing for air as he flips you over into a different position.

↳ speaking of positions, itto loves prone bone.

it has his dick hitting every right spot inside that sweet cunt of yours, every mewl drives him crazy as he clutches onto your hips, pressing you deeper into the mattress as he plows like a beast.

↳ loves full nelson as well.

he feels so big and strong when he's holding you by the knees, all while thrusting up into your warm pussy.

itto does tries his best to be gentle, but it's so hard when he looks down to see you writhe and beg for him oh so desperately. he doesn't want to keep his poor baby waiting after all.

↳ there are times where he's real clumsy and cute, letting out small profanities and a small whine when his cock slips out of your wet entrance, or when he almost cums undone from just rubbing his dick up against you.

↳ itto cums an ungodly amount & has insane stamina, so you'll be in for a couple of rounds possibly passed out by the end of it.

↳ he's sweet, making sure to clean the both of you up with a wet and warm towel.

↳ itto throws a loose shirt of his over you before he passes out, unconsciously moving in his sleep to spoon you from behind.

↳ his morning wood has the both of you going for sleepy sex.

↳ small, sweet, murmurs and whispers are exchanged.

itto is a big cuddly bear who can't help but want to plant himself deep inside you because he loves you so much!

☆ itto drabble

itto x fem! reader

afab! reader, big dick itto, creampie, size difference, praise, bimbofication, tummy bulge, cumdump,

oh my goshhh... being nothing more than a cumdump for itto. letting him drain his heavy balls inside any, or every hole.

and itto's so oblivious to how big his cock actually is, he's cooing softly, rubbing the tip of his cock around your lips before he pushes it in.

"shh... good girl. you can take it."

literally going insane at the thought of him looking down and seeing the size difference (he's such a big guy after all) itto's brain is working hard to comprehend how such a tiny thing like you can take his cock so well.

his cum spurts everywhere, literally everywhere when he cums, spilling out of your mouth, pussy, onto your boobs, you name it.

itto's cock is also so big that there's a obvious bulge whenever he thrusts. he gets even more riled up seeing himself that deep inside with your tummy bulge.

"so good... you feel so good around my cock, sweet girl."

his stamina is also nuts. he promises that the last round was the last, but he can't help his cock from getting hard again after seeing his cum flow from your cunt.

itto was going to pump you full of his cum, and plug you up with his cock once he was done.

"one more round."

"just one more round, okay baby?"

𝐬𝐚𝐟𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐤 (𝐬𝐟𝐰)

↳ rebooting...

𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐬𝐚𝐟𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐤 (𝐧𝐬𝐟𝐰)

☆ bottom in denial (scaramouche) [gn]

☆ teasing (scaramouche) [f]

☆ soft, but just for that moment (scaramouche)[f]

☆ obsessed (itto) [f]

𝐬𝐚𝐟𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐤 (𝐬𝐟𝐰)

↳ rebooting...

𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐬𝐚𝐟𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐤 (𝐧𝐬𝐟𝐰)

𝐒𝐂𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐌𝐎𝐔𝐂𝐇𝐄

☆ 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐦𝐞 [f]

↳ scaramouche loves it when you're sprawled out in front of him, a complete mess as he indulges.

☆ 𝘣𝘢𝘣𝘺 𝘧𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 [f]

↳ scaramouche only admits to you that he wants tiny versions of you and him running around in bed.

𝐊𝐀𝐌𝐈𝐒𝐀𝐓𝐎 𝐀𝐘𝐀𝐓𝐎

☆ priestess × yashiro commissioner (req!)[f]

↳ ayato can't help but want to make you his wife, to give you his kids and make you forget about becoming head priestess.

𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐓𝐀𝐊𝐈 𝐈𝐓𝐓𝐎

☆ 𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐨𝐧𝐢 [f]

↳ itto being your first and oni

𝐬𝐚𝐟𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐤 (𝐬𝐟𝐰)

↳ rebooting...

𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐬𝐚𝐟𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐤 (𝐧𝐬𝐟𝐰)

𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐓𝐀𝐊𝐈 𝐈𝐓𝐓𝐎

☆ nsfw and sfw boyfriend headcanons (req!)[f]

↳ how the big oni treats you as his lover.

[gn] = gender neutral [f] = female [m] = male

don't see what you're looking for? feel free to request !

☆ k. ayato

req! by anon ❀ : priestess reader x kamisato ayato

cw(s): sub!ayato [I'm so sorry. he's ooc and not super subby here :(] top! reader, breeding, creampie, sapiosexual!ayato, fingering, fondling (reader is chubby and ayato adores every bit of her!) whiny ayato, mentions of multiple rounds (near the end) terms of endearment (dear, love, baby) bodyworship

genre : smut | word count: 1.2k

reader is a priestess at narukami shrine, to whom kamisato ayato has the pleasure of seeing every time he visits for routinely inspections. through time, he finds that something other than the shrine is catching his attention. it has you wondering whether you should be a head priestess, or his.

AYATO would give a small polite smile every time your eyes met. a certain pink haired priestess took notice, to which she would find ways to tease the both of you (like the sly fox she is.) her little matchmaking role eventually did play off, as AYATO managed the courage to eventually ask you out on a date. outings with you and AYATO were meals, or visits to scenic places around the region of inazuma. everything of course, was widely available due to his high status since he was a man of great power and wealth. AYATO being the gentleman that he was, would take you on quiet walks to gaze at (you) scenery as the both of you made idle and small chit chat.

today however, was different from other days. you found that his gaze was lingering on you for a quite a while. turning, you made eye contact with him. AYATO's eyes were glazed over as he stared at you with an adoring look.

"my dear, what's wrong..?" you shuffled closer to him, placing a hand on his cheek gently as you rubbed his shoulder to ease him. he melted into your touch, bringing his own hand up to hold yours as he shook his head.

"may I kiss you?" AYATO asked breathlessly.

the estate was quiet at this time, as it was evening after all. that having said, quiet gasps and happy sighs left the yashiro commissioner's lips as the both of you kissed under the shelter of the hood of the pavillion. it was a sight to behold. the usually calm and collected AYATO was flushed and dazed as he caught his breath. you chuckled when he picked you up, fumbling clumsily as he made his way into the estate, shuffling before he slid the screen door to his room open, then sliding it closed before he placed you down gently onto his futon.

"no need to rush," you hummed, pulling him in for another kiss as you laughed against his lips. he returned the smile, but AYATO couldn't help it. you just looked so pretty under the moonlight tonight. despite knowing your goals and aspirations, he want to make you his. carefully, he took off your garments, AYATO's breath hitching once he took in all of your raw beauty.

AYATO has never admitted it out loud to anyone, but he loved your boobs. he also loved your thighs, as well as your ass. he never really had a preference, since he was raised to be respectful and polite about such a topic. as a result, he loved everything about you.

he reached down to your cunt, face to face with it as he stared at the sheen in awe. AYATO had to resist the urge to take you right then and there as he gently pushed one of his digits in, hearing a wet squelch as it entered. he pumped it in and out before adding another digit. AYATO leaned in to lick at your slick, letting out a quiet moan as he tasted you, and watched as you squirmed and moaned out his name.

"god... you're so beautiful, I can't believe you're mine." he murmured under his breath, as he sucked on your clit, licking up all of your juices. AYATO's face was covered with your slick, and he couldn't be any happier as he pulled you in for a kiss.

"h-hahh... can I put it in...♡?" AYATO's eyes were half lidded as he stared down at his excruciatingly hard cock and your wet cunt as he rubbed and teased it along your clit. his pupils were dilated as he made eye contact, almost begging you as he waited for your confirmation. you smiled, giving him a nod as he whispered tiny little "thank you, thank you's" lining up his cock with your entrance before sliding in carefully. AYATO watched your face contort, and he waited patiently before you gave him the 'OK.' AYATO swore he almost came inside when he bottomed completely. your walls squeezed him so tightly, but he let out a small whine, collapsing onto your body as hugged your waist. he wanted to have you cum first before he did, so he did his best whilst his hands wandered.

his hands found purchase squeezing your tits. he nipped at and kissed at your neck as he whimpered. you couldn't help but find him lovely as your own hands made way to his blue locks, tugging at them to get him to whine more.

"p-prettyyy... so, so, so pretty..."

"gonna be even prettier when your tummy is filled with my b-babies..."

"you'd like that... wouldn't you?" AYATO murmured, his eyes clouded and hazy with adoration and lust "tell me you want me to breed you... p-please? ugh- I wanna cum insideee..." you couldn't help but nod. this new side to the usually stoic and collected yashiro commissioner had you melting, you simply couldn't say no to him.

you yelped as you felt him hook his arms under your squishy thighs, lifting them and pressing them to your chest. his dick hit even deeper inside you, and you saw stars as he pounded away.

"I am going to make you happy... gonna make you so happy, I p-promise.... our baby will be so smart with you as the mother..."

"y-you'd be such a pretty wife... such a pretty mommy... g-gonna get your tummy all big n round with my h-heir..." AYATO rambled. his hands made their way down to your tummy, pressing down on it as his hips started to stutter.

"...nghhh. I'm going to c-cum..."

".. are you close? cum with me, my l-love..." AYATO whimpered as he felt your walls squeeze even tighter around him, cumming with one last thrust before he pulled out, lying next to you exhausted.

you smiled, pulling him in for a kiss, catching him by surprise before he returned it, smiling into the kiss himself. unbeknownst to AYATO, you managed to straddle his hips, taking his already hardening cock into your hands, pumping it a couple of times before lining it up with your dripping cunt.

"ayato, baby,"

"didn't you say you wanted a heir?"

"we can't stop until you're milked dry, 'yato."

"yes ma'am..."

even the darkest night will end and the sun will rise—scaramouche/wanderer

a knock. comes with another one. and another. and as if sensing the urgency between those tired yet soft knocks on your door, you open it.

"wha—" your breath was knocked out of you when suddenly, someone had let themself fall into your chest and hugs you tightly. so tight that you can feel your spine going to snap at any moment.

"kuni...?" you look down, eyes boring through his indigo tresses.

"i..." oh, you heard a sob.

carefully lifting you arm, you raised your hand above his head and gingerly caress his dark locks. the soft pads of your fingers scratching his scalp that almost makes him melt on the spot.

"(name)," he whispered your name.

"yes?"

"can i—" his breathing is ragged and shaky, you can tell by the way his body tremble under your touch. "can i sleep with you tonight?"

the question almost made you want to coo over him, "of course." although you hate how much he's being bratty by the days, you were not merciless enough to let the poor boy standing in your front door so you guided him to your bed.

with you sitting on the edge of your bed, him wrapping his arms around your neck, sitting on your lap as you adjust him in a more comfortable position, you let him cry. his never ending tears already dampening your shoulder.

rubbing circles on his back, whispering sweet nothings to his ear and a hum of a traditional lullaby from your homeland leaving your lips. with this, you allowed him to be vulnerable around you. to let his cocky demeanor break and flow his emotions out.

it's another nightmare, you guesses. but you didn't ask, you never do, afraid of being too straightforward. it's alright, you tell yourself. he will tell you about it when the time comes.

for now though, you'll settle for comforting the dear wanderer on your lap, hugging him gently and reassuring him that you'll never leave. that you'll stay by his side.

"(name)..." the stiffled mumble of your name causes you to hum. "can i—can i call you mother/father?"

you can't see it, but you can swear his ears are burning red right now. "you can always, dearest."

"mother/father.." he called out.

"yes, son?" oh! the mere mention of the word "son" sent some euphoric shiver down his spine.

"mother/father..." he said once again, as if trying to familiarize himself with the foreign word.

"yes, my son?"

"i love you"

"i love you too, sweetheart."

that night, and the following night, and the night after, and so on, the nightmares never came back.

Clone Craze

Bottom!FTM Dottore (& Clones) x Top!Masc Reader

{Request} | No AFAB Language Used

HALF 1: Threesome (Clones + Reader), Face Sitting, Overstimulation, Reader Has Two Dicks, Double Penetration, Oral, Anal

HALF 2: Double Penetration, Choking, Biting, Creampie

Words: 1,196

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"I don't have time for you right now, go bother my clones." Dottore pushes you off of him. He's especially prickly when he's focused on an experiment.

You sigh. "Alright, have fun." You drag a pair of clones to your room.

"Up for some fun?" You smile and sit down on your bed. The two clones nod excitedly.

"Up for some fun?" You smile and sit down on your bed. The two clones nod excitedly.

All of you quickly get naked, your hard lengths making both of his clones drool. Dottore had experimented on you for a while, the results being having two equally long dicks and a higher sex drive. He only regrets the ego boost it gave you, your constant teasing and slut shaming was annoyingly attractive.

You watch them argue and bicker about who gets to take your dicks first, you stop them before it turns into a cat fight.

"Both of you will have your turn." You pull them away from each other, coincidentally leaving one clone closest to your crotch.

Popping open a convenient bottle of lube, the clone pours a generous amount of it on his hand and ass, pushing two fingers inside as he leans down to suck you off. He slobbers over one of your cocks, his free hand jerking off the other one. He fingers open his already well stretched hole diligently, very excited to take you. All of you.

You bring the other clone into a kiss, taking a hand down in between his legs and teasing his aching sex. He whines into your mouth and grabs your wrist, wordlessly telling you to stop teasing him.

You slip two fingers inside him slowly, curling your fingers up at the perfect spot.

Meanwhile, the other Dottore slowly lowers himself onto you. Grinning widely as both of your lengths push into his hole. Just the entrance is almost enough to make him come.

He drips pre cum onto your lower abdomen, whining loudly about how you'll tear him apart.

The other clone hisses at him, jealous that he only gets your fingers because of the other's selfishness. You pick him up by his waist and sit him down on your face. He excitedly grinds down, arching his back and moaning in ecstasy as your mouth gets to work on eating him out.

The clones take their time riding both halves of you, getting their equal amount of getting fucked by both your cocks and your mouth.

One of them passes out after its fourth orgasm but the other is still going, riding your cocks like it'll never get this opportunity again. Which is very likely.

Prime Dottore enters the room, assuming you'd be done by now. He looks at you and his clone with disdain and jealousy, the way your looking at it and holding it pisses him off greatly.

He throws his mask to the floor and stomps over to you two and forces his clone off of you. "Had your fun, huh?"

"You wanted me to do this, Zandik." You smile, pulling him onto the bed and quickly ridding him of his clothes. "How can you be jealous of yourself? Hm?"

"It's- No- I'm not jealous."

"Aren't you? You know you get rewards for honesty." You tower on top of him and stretch him open. "C'mon, don't you want me to stuff you full tonight? Or are you going to keep your pride and get fucked by just my fingers?"

"...Fuck. I was jea- jealous, okay? You're insufferable." He looks to the side, cheeks flushing pink.

"Good boy." You pull your fingers out. "You want both of my cocks don't you? Say it."

"I...I want both."

"Of what?" You smirk, your teasing voice pissing him off.

"Ugh.." Dottore sighs, cheeks burning red in embarrassment. "I want both of your..cocks inside me."

"You're being so good for me today." You brush his hair back and kiss his forehead. Dottore grabs the sides of your arms and pushes you onto your back.

"Next time, you're just going to have to deal without me." Dottore lowers himself down onto you. "I'm the only one you can fuck. Got it?"

You grip his ass. "Got it. You're so cute when you're jealous."

He ignores you and arches his back, moaning when you're fully inside him. Every time you bottom out in him it sends electricity throughout his body, his mind has to take a moment to process it.

When he does, he grips your neck both for balance and to choke you. "Yo- your body is mine—" He moans.

He bounces up and down on your lengths, feeling pure bliss from having them hit the deepest and most pleasurable parts of him.

Dottore always looks so beautiful when he's on top of you, he has no reason to keep up a facade. He just lets himself go and moans freely.

And you always give him a sickeningly loving look that makes him tremble.

"Ho- how many times?" He asks, voice wavering. "How many times did you- co- come in my clo- clones?"

You bring up three fingers.

His body shakes. "You ha- have to- do it to- to me- too-"

You smile in agreement, why would you ever disagree to it?

Dottore gives up on riding you after his first orgasm, letting you flip him onto his back and fucking him until you reach your release.

You always wear condoms during sex because you know Dottore doesn't like the idea of feeling bloated or having to deal with the aftermath very much. He's already taken precautions to ensure he doesn't get pregnant on the off chance the condom fails.

He'll probably regret this later but for now, you're taking full advantage of it.

Dottore pulls you close to him and bites all over your neck, claiming you as his. You do the same, leaving hickeys and bite marks down his neck to just beneath his collarbone.

He tightens around you, more sensitive now, and whimpers as you nibble on his skin.

You usually hold back during sex so you can stay inside longer but you find yourself quickly coming a second time with Dottore following close behind.


Dottore rolls his head back and mutters. "One m- more time~"

You bring him into a deep and sloppy kiss while intensifying your thrusts, making the both of you lightheaded.

You two stay kissing for a while, parting for air but always going back for more. Dottore has his nails dug into your back while yours are in his waist.

The other segments have long gone but all of them can hear the loud noises coming from the room, they roll their eyes knowing they'll be tasked with Dottore's work while he recovers.

"Close–" You groan, gripping his waist harder and burying your head in his neck. Dottore bites his lip, body shivering with excitement.

Your movements stutter and eventually come to a halt as you come inside him, adding to the obscene amount of spend that was already there.

"Are you happy now?" You ask breathlessly.

Dottore nods before drifting off to sleep. You pick him up and carry him to the bathroom, you have no intention of seeing him upset that you didn't clean him up.

Drinking More Than Just Alcohol

Bottom!FTM Kaveh x Top!Masc Reader

{Request} | Uses AFAB Language

CW: Mild Dub-Con, Face Fucking, Cum Swallowing, Fingering, Orgasm Delay, Dom/Sub, Rough Sex, Praise Kink

📝 1,108 Words

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Kaveh steps into the bar with a scowl on his face, clearly already drunk off his ass. He sits on a stool next to you and orders a beer.

"Kaveh?" You look at him in surprise. You didn't see him, your student, as the type to drink so heavily.

"How do you know my name?" He asks, speech slurred. He's so drunk that he doesn't recognize you. Kaveh looks you up and down and smirks lopsidedly, you look so much older and more mature than him, he didn't realize it earlier but your age is a major turn on. "Whatever..." He takes the beer he ordered and takes a greedy sip.

"Ugh, my roommate is so annoying!" Kaveh says, exasperated. "He keeps nagging me for every single thing!"

You sigh and listen to him as he vents his hateful feelings towards his roommate and various other personal issues. You start to drown him out as his words turn to angry incomprehensible blabbers.

"You should fuck me." He says suddenly. "So I can forget about everything."

"What?" Your attention immediately goes back to him. "I'm your teacher, Kaveh."

Kaveh gives you a confused look. "You haven't taught me anything...yet." He smiles. "You can teach me how to suck you off and you can fuck me stupid in return~"

"My answer is no. I'll help you get home, okay?"

"No!" He whines. "I don't wanna go back to that asshole!" He yells loudly and disturbs the other people at the bar.

"Stop it, you have to deal with it Kaveh. Unless you have somewhere else to stay?"

Kaveh starts to whine louder and even gets told off by the bartender but he doesn't stop.

"Okay, okay, fine!" You grab his hand and drag him out of the bar. You assume that by the time you get him to yours, he'll be passed out drunk.

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Much to your dismay, he is not.

You drag him inside and sit him down on the couch. "Don't move." You order before going to the kitchen to pour him a glass of water.

When you come back, you see he's started stripping. Only his underwear is left.

"Put your clothes back on!" You turn around, not wanting to see your student naked.

Kaveh gets on his knees in front of you and smiles. "C'mon..."

You look down at him, trying your best to hold back. "Fine." You give up and unzip your pants, pulling your underwear down just enough to free your length. "Suck it."

Kaveh licks up your shaft and gets it hard, thighs rubbing together in excitement when he sees your full length. He quickly wraps his lips around your head and sucks softly before moving further along your shaft.

He almost gags but forces himself to deep throat you, through pretty wet eyelashes he looks up at you for reassurance that he's doing well.

"I'm surprised you're this much of a slut, deep throating my cock like you've done it before." You smirk, running your fingers through his hair.

Before Kaveh can deny it, you start to fuck his mouth. "You're too slow though."

Kaveh rolls his eyes back, moaning and rutting against your shoe. He never thought getting his face fucked would feel so good.

You pull his head back and forth with your hips meeting him halfway. You throw your head back in pleasure, groaning lowly. "Such a pretty little thing, you wouldn't mind if I came in your mouth, would you?" You pose it as a question but have no intention of getting an answer.

Kaveh moans, feeling his peak rising.

"Archons, I never thought I'd do this to my own student...a drunk student nonetheless." You bite your lip and slow your thrusts, pushing Kaveh's head all the way to the hilt as you release your spend into his warm mouth.

Kaveh looks up at you and shivers at your dark expression. He quickly swallows without hesitation.

You pull away and let him breathe properly.

He seems to have sobered up a little bit, his eyes widening in shock when he finally remembers who you are. "Fuck...Mr. (Surname)..?"

"You finally remember me, huh?" You laugh.

Part of him wants to stop and run home but a bigger part wants to keep going.

You bring him up and drag him to your bedroom, turning the lights on and gently throwing him onto the bed. "You're not getting cold feet are you?" You ask, pulling your shirt over your head.

Kaveh looks at your torso then back up at you and shakes his head, he quickly strips down while you do the same. You tower over him and turn him around, lifting his hips up and kneading his plump ass. "Gods you're wet." You breathe out, sliding two fingers up his aching cunt.

Kaveh whimpers. "Please.."

You push two fingers inside, marveling at the mostly easy entrance before slowly scissoring him.

"Ye- yes- fuck~" Kaveh drools into the pillow. "Like- like that-"

He's so wet that you can hear the sound of your fingers moving inside him.

"Hngh- gonna co- come~" Kaveh moans, moving his hips back and forth.

"You're so cute like this, makes me want to tease you." You pull your fingers out, stopping him from coming. You lean into his ear while slowly entering him. "You can come as many times as you want, as long as it's on my cock." You bring your hand to little cock, playing with it and bringing him to the orgasm he was previously denied.

Kaveh moans, squeezing you desperately as he comes. "Ye- yes si- sir~"

You spank him lightly. "That's a good boy." You grip his waist and start thrusting into him roughly. "You feel so fucking good, Kaveh."

His face heats up from the praise. He can barely formulate a response due to how good he feels. All he can do is moan your name.

"Fuck," You groan, pulling on his hair and forcing his head back. "Wish I did this earlier–"

He starts to cry from how good it feels, already about to have another orgasm. Kaveh babbles something about being close before arching his back and coming.

You thrust into him a few times before pulling out and turning him around. You pry his mouth open and slide your length inside, thrusting back and forth before coming inside.

He quickly swallows, a little upset that you pulled out.

"Can't risk getting you pregnant." You say, taking your cock out of his mouth.

"Mo..more, please." Kaveh looks up at you sweetly.

You spread his legs open. "I had no intention of stopping." You wink.

Dottore's Failed Experiment

FTM!Bottom!Dottore x Top!Masc Reader x FTM!Dom!Pantalone

Request | Kinktober | No AFAB language Ver (AO3)

Contains: Non-Con, Test Subject Reader, Oral Sex/Face Fucking, Voyeurism (Pantalone), Choking, Unconsciousness, Cunnilingus (Pantalone), Sadism (Pantalone)

Words: 1,113

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"Good afternoon, Doctor, I trust your experiment is going well?" Pantalone waltzes into the room, smiling.

Dottore freezes and turns to Pantalone nervously, he's the only person who could make Dottore cower in fear. "You see.."

Dottore freezes and turns to Pantalone nervously, he's the only person who could make Dottore cower in fear. "You see.."

"Don't tell me you've wasted the money I loaned you?" Pantalone raises an eyebrow.

"It's just...well, the specimen um is fairly ordinary save for the, hm, high stamina and sex drive..." Dottore looks at the floor. "Eh heh.."

"Did you do that on purpose? I hadn't imagined you were that kind of person." Pantalone glances over to your body, lying down on a metal table with a large boner poking through your shorts. "Have you tested it out?"

"What? Of course not! I'm utterly ashamed of this!" Dottore shakes his head.

"...Can it at least follow orders?" Pantalone asks.

"Uh- yes."

Pantalone walks towards the table, gently pushing Dottore out of the way. "Sit up."

You sit up immediately.

"Hm. I'll make use of this. Dottore, don't go against me." Pantalone says before ordering you to stand up.

"What do you mean..?" Dottore asks, eyes wide. He didn't take Pantalone as the type to want to use something like that.

"You. Do whatever you wish with him." Pantalone points to Dottore. "Don't listen to him if he tells you to stop."

Dottore looks at you in horror as you bring him to his knees.

"Are you serious?" Dottore asks frantically, gasping when you pull your pants down, your boner looking even bigger than before. "Tell it to stop! Pantalone!"

"You've disappointed me, Dottore, but you might as well make use of your failure." Pantalone smiles. "Don't try to fight back, unless you'd like to do something else to pay for your debt..."

Dottore bites his lip, knowing that whatever Pantalone has planned alternatively is far worse than whatever you'll do to him. He grimaces as he watches you pull your underwear down, your hard cock slapping him in the face.

"That's a good boy." Pantalone coos. He sits down on a chair to watch the entertainment comfortably.

Dottore shivers, both at Pantalone's words and at how huge you are. He shoots Pantalone a look that he knows the other won't be able to see due to his mask.

"You...you won't let him come inside me, right?" Dottore asks, knowing you could definitely produce enough to ensure that he could end up pregnant.

"Of course not." He lies. Dottore sighs in relief.

You pull his mask away and pry his bottom lip open as you use your other hand to guide your dick inside him.

Dottore lets you fuck his mouth, albeit unwillingly. His eyes start to water as you use him like a toy.

Pantalone watches with a smile on his face, loving the display in front of him.

You ravage the doctor's mouth over and over, your cock never softening no matter how many times you come in his mouth. His mouth is sore from you never giving him a break. Cum and drool are spilt on the ground, the remains of what he couldn't swallow.

Much to the doctor's relief, you finally pull out of his mouth.

Dottore coughs and wipes his mouth. "Are you happy now, Pantalone?"

"No, not even close."

Dottore gasps as you push him to the ground. You rip his clothes off eagerly and nudge your cock inside him.

"Fuck! At least use lube you cretin!" Dottore grimaces as you push further inside, he was barely aroused so the stretch was incredibly painful. "You- you're getting off on- fuck- this, aren't you?"

Pantalone only laughs in response.

With the way your cock is filling him up, Dottore starts to think that maybe doing whatever alternative Pantalone had planned would've been better than this. He makes a face when he sees the fairly large bulge in his stomach.

You eventually bottom out and start fucking him without even waiting for him to adjust. You groan and wrap your hands around his neck, squeezing tightly. He slaps your arms in desperate attempts of having you let go, your thrusts are punching the air out of his lungs and having his breathing restricted is certainly not helping.

"St- stop th- the thing! Pan- Pantalone!" Dottore keeps fighting back despite knowing his efforts are fruitless. Pantalone couldn't care less for how he feels. "You ass!"

You continue fucking him despite all of his squirming, keeping your hands on his throat while you indulge in your desires.

Dottore eventually passes out, falling limp as you keep using his body to satisfy you. You let go of his neck and grip his waist instead. Pantalone squirms in his seat, getting off on you fucking Dottore.

"Feel free to come inside him." Pantalone chuckles.

You growl in excitement, fucking him til your release. You unload your spend inside him, filling him up without his knowledge.

When Dottore comes to, he immediately notices the odd feeling inside of him. "Don't- ugh- don't fucking tell me!" He looks down and sees bits of your cum dribbling out of him. "Pant- pantalone! You f- fuck- fucking- nngh- lied!" Dottore panics, knowing you'll keep fucking more of your cum inside him.

Pantalone smiles, getting even hornier from Dottore's reaction.

You keep fucking Dottore, releasing inside him so many times that his stomach starts to inflate.

He passes out multiple times and eventually falls silent and allows you to fuck him until your cock runs dry, which he thinks'll never happen.

"You can ejaculate one last time, then stop." Pantalone commands.

You look at Dottore's limp and exhausted body, coming for the nth time and reluctantly pulling out as Pantalone ordered you to.

"Come here." Pantalone instructs. You walk over to him and start drooling when he strips his lower half. "Eat me out."

You quickly comply, spreading his legs further and pulling his sex towards your face. You start licking him up like a dog, making him moan beautifully in response.

You focus all your attention on his cunt, devouring it like you've survived on crackers your entire life. Pantalone bites his lip, pussy twitching in pleasure.

"Yes- fuck, just like that~" He whimpers. "Ooh~"

It doesn't take long for you to bring him to an orgasm, his cunt clenches around your tongue desperately as you suck up his fluids.

Pantalone lets you keep going for a minute before stopping you. "Good boy.." He says, out of breath. "Hm..why don't you uh, clean Dottore up? I'm sure you know where the shower is?"

You nod.

"Good. Make sure he's well rested and I suppose you could find him something to eat." He pets you. "I'll take my leave now."

Revenge is Best Served Hot (And Sticky)

Bottom!FTM!Pantalone x Top!Masc!Test Subject Reader

{Request} [Part One] | [No AFAB language ver (AO3)]

Contains: Non-Con, Voyeurism, Face-Fucking, Rough Sex

Words: 697

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"It's just...well, the specimen um is fairly ordinary save for the, hm, high stamina and sex drive..." Dottore looks at the floor.

"...Can it at least follow orders?" Pantalone asks.

"Uh- yes."

"Hm. I'll make use of this. Dottore, don't go against me." Pantalone says before ordering you to stand up.

"What do you mean..?"

"You. Do whatever you wish with him." Pantalone points to Dottore. "Don't listen to him if he tells you to stop."

Dottore looks at you in horror as you bring him to his knees.

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After recovering from the previous events, Dottore has you take revenge for him.

He enters Pantalone's room with you behind him, a sick grin on his face and a bundle of rope in his hands. Thankfully Pantalone was passed out from the hard day he had earlier so Dottore doesn't have to use you to hold him down.

He approaches the male's sleeping body, pulling the covers away and turning him on his back. The doctor ties Pantalone's wrists to prevent him from trying anything when he wakes up.

"Go ahead." Dottore smiles and steps away. He sits on top of the banker's desk and watches you rip his clothes to shreds.

You shove his mouth onto your awaiting length, dragging his head along the shaft. As soon as your tip hits the back of his throat he jolts awake.

His screams and complaints are muffled, he squirms around and fruitlessly tries to get out of the rope.

"Relax, Pantalone. You know it'll hurt more if you fight." Dottore laughs. "Those ropes are specially made, don't waste your time."

Pantalone glares at him.

"Oh and don't try to bite, it won't hesitate to knock your teeth out."

He quickly relaxes his mouth and begrudgingly allows you to use his mouth freely.

You drag your cock along his throat, abusing it and groaning at how good he feels.

"How does it feel being in my place now?" Dottore taunts.

If he could, Pantalone would flip him off.

You grip his hair and fuck his mouth harder, drool spilling down the Regrator's chin.

It feels like you're spending hours thrusting into his throat, every minute making him feel more and more disgusted. You finally reach your peak and send thick globs of cum down his wet warmth.

You keep yourself inside him, not moving but forcing him to swallow your come. Once he does, you pull out. To both his and Dottore's surprise.

"Guess it doesn't like your throat very much, 'lone."

"Shut u-" Pantalone's retort is interrupted by you grabbing his sides and flipping your position to where he's on top of you.

You lower him onto your cock, your tip penetrating him before you slam him down.

Pantalone gasps in surprise. He looks down at you, trembling, and waiting for you to do something but you don't. You just look at him expectantly.

"Move." You say. "Bounce." You correct yourself.

His eyes widen. "Absolutely not!"

"Bounce." You repeat. "Now." You drag your nail along his thigh.

Dottore grins widely, this is even better than he imagined. Watching Pantalone humiliate himself is more than enough revenge.

Pantalone gulps and begins to move, struggling to stay still with his wrists bound. You grip his hips and help him stay upright.

"Fuh- fuck you...Dottore-" He grimaces. "Enjoy yo- yourself now but- you'll fu- fucki- fucking regre- regret this later-"

"You deserve all of this, I doubt I'll even feel any sort of remorse."

"Yo- you des- deserved it- for wast- wasting my mo- ra-" He chokes on his tears. "I don- don't."

"You could argue that, but you know I'm a vengeful person."

You flip Pantalone onto his back and drill your cock deep into him, spilling your seed inside him without warning. You don't hesitate before fucking him again.

"Doesn't feel good, does it?"

Pantalone fails to respond, getting his brains fucked out from your cock reaching impossibly deep parts of him.

Dottore watches in sick glee as you destroy the banker's mind and cunt. It's even worse for him as he remains conscious the entire time.

And if his eyes even flutter closed he gets a harsh slap to the face to wake him up.

The gross hot and sticky feeling of your cock pushing and spreading your cum around in his pussy makes him sick. He didn't bother counting but he knows you've come at least 10 times.

"I'm satisfied." Dottore says after you've come for the nth time. "But you can keep having your fun with him if you'd like." He waves with a sharp grin on his face that pisses off Pantalone and leaves the room.

"Not done." You say, gripping his waist tighter.

Full of You ♡

Kazuha had no idea how obsessed he'd become with you after settling down and becoming your maid

FTM!Maid!Kazuha x Top!Masc Reader

Request | Kinktober | No AFAB language ver (AO3)

Contains: Non-Con Somnophilia, Scent Kink, Finger Sucking, Oral, Obsessiveness, Breeding, Mating Press

Words: 888

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As your maid, Kazuha works very hard to take care of the house while you're away.

The times you come home are pretty irregular, sometimes you don't come home at all. Some days you come home really late and knock out before you can even eat dinner.

You have him wear cute outfits so that when you are home you at least have something to soothe your sour eyes. You noticed that he's made some adjustments to his clothes, shortening the skirts to the point where you can see his underwear.

You figured it was just because it was more comfortable for him and of course you weren't complaining.

The real reason is that Kazuha just wants to show off his body, to tempt you into fucking him. So far no advances. Although just seeing you is enough to make him happy but when you don't show up, he gets needy.

When you're gone, he uses items of yours to masturbate. Deep throating a spoon you used, wearing your unwashed underwear with a vibrator inside while he works, fingering himself on your bed before he changes the sheets, etcetera.

He doesn't have a lot to do since he's usually the only one in the house so he needs to pass the time somehow.

And today, you're finally home. You're asleep, but you're home.

And Kazuha can't wait any longer.

Kazuha climbs onto your lap, thankful that you're sleeping on your back, and grinds against your clothed crotch. He grabs your arm and brings your fingers to his mouth and starts sucking on them desperately, moaning quietly.

You groan in your sleep, bucking your hips and trying to chase the sensation.

Kazuha moves off of you and pulls your underwear off, breathing heavily on the dick he's been fantasizing about for so long.

"Wanna choke on your cock.." He licks your length like it's a sweet treat, dripping wet from your delicious smell. He kisses the head of your cock before wrapping his lips around it.

Kazuha moves his head down, forcing himself to take your cock all the way to the hilt. His eyes roll back in pleasure. He moans at the taste of your pre cum.

You growl unconsciously in pleasure, loving the wet warmth around your length.

He bobs his head up and down, tears forming in his eyes as he eagerly swallows up your length. He pulls his underwear off and sits on your thigh, rubbing against it desperately. Your thigh brushes against the tip of his bottom growth, pulling him into a powerful orgasm.

Kazuha stays still, practically cock warming you as he drenches your thigh with slick. His tongue wraps around your leaking cockhead, still wanting to make you come.

You start bucking your hips up, stabbing the back of his throat with your cock as you chase your climax. It's not long before you're releasing your load inside him, taking a while to get everything out due to not masturbating for a while.

Kazuha doesn't mind of course, the more the better. He quickly swallows everything and when you're finally done, he licks up the cum that he previously failed to swallow.

You mumble something before relaxing and falling deeper into your sleep.

He climbs on top of you again, lifting himself up and slowly lowering himself down onto you. He has to cover his mouth to prevent you from hearing his uncontrollably noisy moans.

Kazuha takes his time taking you inside him, savoring every moment and feeling of becoming full with your dick. He clenches around you, pussy basically slobbering all over your length.

You stir awake, a smirk growing on your face. "Kazuha?" You say, your tired voice making him mewl.

"Si- sir.."

You grab his hips, caressing his soft body. "What an interesting thing to wake up to," You muse. "My whore of a maid swallowing my cock whole."

Kazuha whimpers.

"I wonder, what shall I do with you now?" You hum, hands moving to grope his ass.

"Ple- please fuck me sir~ wanna be bred by you, please~" Kazuha squirms.

You switch positions, moving Kazuha on his back. You grab his thighs and force his legs on the sides of his head, allowing you to plunge deeper inside him.

Kazuha rolls his head back, moaning insanely loud as you pound his cunt. "Mo- more~! Bre- breed me sir~!"

You groan, loving this slutty side of him. "What are you, a cum slut?" You mock. "So desperate for me to fill you up~"

"Ye- yes~! 'M a cum slut~!" Kazuha exclaims. "Ne- need you tah fi- fill~ me up sir~!"

"I should've fucked you the moment you took the job." You bite your lip. "Your pussy feels so fucking good, so damn wet and tight."

Kazuha whines in pleasure, elated that you love his body. "Gh- gonna come~!"

"Shit- me too." You thrust into him harder. "Gonna breed your tight cunt-"

He squeals happily, tightening around you and squeezing your cock to draw out its cum. You burst inside of him, giving him your second load of the night.

Kazuha twitches at the feeling of your cock pulsating inside him. You allow his legs to go back to their original position as your movements come to a halt.

"You should wake me up like that more often." You wink.

Can Mora Buy Thoma?

FTM!Stripper!Thoma x Top!Masc Reader

Request | Kinktober | No AFAB language ver (AO3)

Contains: Non-Con to Con, Hair Pulling, Daddy Kink

Words: 1,032 | Reader Discretion is Advised

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Thoma became a stripper to earn mora for his family and basic living expenses. He doesn't need to worry about college since he has a full scholarship but otherwise he needs to work for everything else.

During the day he works as a server at Komore Teahouse and at night he works at a strip club. It wasn't common for strippers to have sex with clients and there were rules set to protect the dancers (and Thoma's virginity) so he felt pretty safe at work.

Up until you came in. You'd always pay for private time with him and he'd always refuse to have sex with you. You weren't going to give up though.

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You sit in your car, waiting for Thoma to get off work.

He walks out of the building in comfortable clothes and jumps when he sees your car door open.

"Thoma!" You call out, smiling widely.

Thoma stops. Now he knows why you didn't come today. "What..?"

"How much do I need to pay you to spend a night with you? I'm willing to pay anything."

"Please sir, I told you many times." Thoma shakes his head.

"What about 200 million mora?"

Thoma freezes. He doesn't even have 10 million in his bank account.

"300 million."

"..Fine." He sighs. It would be a mistake to pass up so much mora.

You grin and bring him to the back of your car, kissing and touching him while your driver takes the two of you to your house.

The closer you get, the less Thoma wants to go through with it. "Stop it.." Thoma says when your hand starts to get dangerously close to his crotch.

"I'm paying you 300 million mora, I shouldn't be hearing any complaints from you."

Thoma closes his eyes, grimacing when he feels your hand sneak underneath his pants.

You use two fingers to feel up his cunt through his underwear, slowly feeling his slick bleed through.

Before you can go any further, the driver pulls into your driveway.

"Well, we'll continue this in the bedroom." You smile, helping Thoma out of the car. You wave off your driver and lead the blond into your house.

Thoma struggles to verbalize his feelings, only making small strained sounds as you drag him to your room.

You gently push him onto the bed and start removing your clothes.

"I- I don't want to do it."

You only scoff in response.

Thoma sits up. "I'll...I'll do anything else. For less money or even none at all, just...please, sir."

You move on top of Thoma, chuckling. "You made it this far. Don't you want your reward?"

Thoma shakes his head. "Please don't.."

You rip his cheap pants off, causing Thoma to cry. "I'm begging you, please!"

You force him into a kiss to shut him up, ripping his underwear off in the process. You pull your underwear, the last off your clothes, off and align your dick to his entrance.

He screams into your mouth, flailing around in a futile attempt to push you away.

You pull away from his mouth as you stuff your dick inside him. "Be quiet and take daddy's cock like a good boy, alright?" You cover Thoma's mouth before he can scream. "Relax, 'm gonna make you feel good."

Thoma shakes his head, tears spilling from his eyes as he struggles to get comfortable with the burning intrusion of your length.

"Come on baby, don't fight me. Do you realize how much you're earning from this?" You kiss his forehead. "You could even live like a rich man if you let me keep fucking you. Weekly payments...you'll never have to work again."

You're not going to give up.

Thoma falls limp, sobbing harder as he reluctantly lets you fuck him. He won't come back but since he's already here...

"Good boy, mmh~ being so pliant for daddy now." You move your hand from his mouth and grab his waist, thrusting into him roughly. "You're gonna let daddy fuck you for cash, baby?"

"On- only once-" Thoma grimaces.

You laugh, making Thoma feel stupid. Would you not be satisfied with having sex with him once? Would you force him into it again and again?

"Daddy's gonna fuck you til he's satisfied baby." You lean into his ear. "Gonna come in your pussy over and over."

The thought makes Thoma break down into louder cries.

"Don't cry, baby." You rub his clit, touching it in a way that quickly brings him towards an orgasm.

Thoma arches his back and gasps, unconsciously clenching around you as he comes. His eyes shoot open in shock.

"Oh, you liked that?" You smile smugly.

"Wa- wait~!" He whines as you keep fucking his sensitive cunt. His moans get louder and more debauched, losing himself to the pleasure.

"Feels good, doesn't it?"

Thoma covers his mouth in embarrassment.

You flip him over, lifting his ass up before you continue slamming into him. "Well I feel good, baby. Your tight pussy is practically hugging my cock."

Thoma buries his head in the pillow to suppress his moans.

You grab his ponytail and pull his head away from it. "I wanna hear how much a slut you are. Don't hide it from me."

His eyes roll to the back of his skull, wanton moans slipping out as you fuck him like he's just some prostitute you picked up off the street. He can't pretend he doesn't like this. "Fuck~! Daddy~"

"Yeah, baby?" There's a slight growl in your voice.

"'S go- good~!" He exclaims, literally drooling. "Th- think 'm gon- gon- uh~ come again~ ah~!"

You spank his ass. "Gonna come on daddy's cock baby?"

"Ye- yes~!"

"'M close too-" You groan. "Gonna fill your pretty pussy up with my cum baby, you'd like that, right?"

"Yes~! Wah~ wanna be filled~!" Thoma'll definitely think back on this and wonder what on earth was wrong with him.

"Good boy." You let go of his hair and grab his waist, coming at the same time as him.

Thoma's upper half falls limp, his whole body twitching in pleasure as he lets you pump your load into him.

"Daddy's not finished yet baby."

Perverse Fantasies

FTM!Ajax x Top!Masc Reader

Request | Kinktober | No AFAB language ver (AO3)

Contains: Panty Stealing, Scent Kink, Nipple Sucking

Words: 861

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During the day you're a popular, charismatic, straight A student on a full scholarship. At night however...

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Since Ajax usually spends the night out, you can do whatever you want to his stuff and he won't find out.

One would assume that you might be stealing his things since you're nowhere near as wealthy as he is, and it is true that you're stealing his things but the things that you're stealing are very...unconventional.

You decided to do Ajax's laundry one day since you were already doing yours and you wanted to thank him for paying most of the rent in any way you could. You weren't expecting Ajax to own panties, assuming he was more of a boxers type of guy.

You were already thinking perverted things about him but seeing his panties encouraged your thoughts even more. You started to take his dirty panties and jerk off to them on his bed whenever he was out, tainting them with your spend and tossing them somewhere in his room.

You figured he'd never find them, and if he did you'd feign ignorance and hope he's not creeped out enough to test the DNA.

Ajax already knows it's you. You're not as good at hiding it as you think you are. Ajax wonders if there's something wrong with him too because he gets so horny at the thought of you defiling his underwear.

He lets this go on for a while, wondering if you'll make the first move so when you don't, he takes matters into his own hands.

Ajax comes home one day to see you watching TV on the couch and an idea forms in his mind. He quickly goes to his room and strips down to just a big shirt and panties.

He walks over to you with his body trembling in excitement. He's so wet he's sure his panties are soaked.

You glance at him then do a double take, realizing he's nearly naked. "Fuck." You let out a sharp breath. 'Does he know what he's doing to me?' You wonder.

"Watching anything interesting?" Ajax asks as he sits down on your lap, wrapping his arms around your neck with a smile on his face.

You bite your lip. "Guess I'm watching you now."

He pulls his underwear off and shoves his soaked panties into your face. You take a big whiff, basking in his wonderful smell.

"You're a fucking pervert~" Ajax smirks, grinding down on your boner.

You groan in arousal and help him take your pants and boxers off.

He bites his lip at your length. "Why do pervs always have such huge cocks.." He closes his fist around the top half of your shaft, using his thumb to rub the pre cum around your tip.

Just watching and feeling Ajax touch your dick is almost enough to make you come.

Ajax notices that. "No one else has ever touched you before, huh?" He snickers, pressing his thumb down.

While that's true, it's mostly just because it's Ajax. "Jax.." You moan.

He pulls away and grabs your shoulders, using them to lift himself up. He smirks at you and stares into your eyes as he sinks down onto you.

Your expression is nothing short of euphoric. He feels even better than you imagined. Ajax moves all the way down to the hilt, your cock fitting snuggly inside him.

You move his panties away from your face, your hands wandering underneath his shirt to grope his chest while your mouth latches onto one of his nipples.

He slowly moves up and down, making sure not to move up too high so he doesn't disrupt you. You suck on his nipple like a new born baby and use your hand to make sure his other nipple isn't neglected.

"Ah.." Ajax moans and tightens around you. He moves your head away. "Fuck me."

You grab his sides and push him onto the couch, resting his head on a pillow so he doesn't hurt himself before thrusting inside him.

"Fuuuck-" You groan. "Your pussy feels so damn good, Ajax, holy shit."

He doesn't respond, losing it over how your cock is reaching the deepest and most pleasurable parts of him. To think a virgin could fuck him so good.

"Oh fuck, Ajax~" You close your eyes, focusing on how his wet walls feel around you.

"Don't hah~ don't tell me your- you're alr- already gon- gonna come~ ah~"

"Not until you come, I need to feel you when you come- fuck~"

"Do- doubt yo- you're gon- uh~ last~" He teases.

You toy with his bottom growth in a successful attempt to make him get closer.

Ajax bites his lip, holding onto the sides of the couch as you pull him into an orgasm. "Fuck- fuck-"

He starts sucking you in, clenching and unclenching around your length as he comes.

"Oh gods, Ajax-" You moan breathily. "'M gonna come too-"

You pull out and come all over his twitching pussy, your load almost enough to cover it entirely in cum. You look at it in awe before scrambling to get your phone and take a picture.

"Perv.." He mumbles.

A Gift

FTM!Heizou + Top!Masc Reader

Request | Kinktober | No AFAB language used

Contains: Kidnapping, Nipple Clamps, Sexual Torture, Overstimulation, Fucking Machine, Erotic Electrostimulation

Words: 769

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"Have a nice day, sweetheart!" You smile, waving as your husband leaves for the day.

Once Ayato is gone, you go and finish all of your tasks then get ready to take information to help him out.

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You stepped into the dimly lit room, a weird but intimidating mask on your face that made the kidnapped man shiver.

You used multiple tactics to get the man to speak. Threats, slapping, loud noise, shocking him with your electro vision, and waterboarding.

But it was never enough. For you at least, the man had already been ready to talk by the time you were getting ready to waterboard him.

Ayato noticed how frustrated you were becoming. You couldn't do much to your victims for your own protection so you couldn't torture them as you'd like to.

He decided he would get you your own 'toy' to torture how ever you want. Ayato kidnapped Shikanoin Heizou, a detective that seemed to be getting close to figuring out your identity, and gifted him to you.

Once Ayato left you immediately took him to your room full of toys for both pleasure and torture. You sit him against the wall and walk to another side of the room.

Heizou glares at you as you happily shuffle through a box of toys. He's duck taped and tied up so he doesn't even bother trying to do anything.

You turn around with a pink vibrator and make your way over to him. You rip his shorts off and remove the rope from his legs and hands. You spread them apart and bring them to either side of him, tying his ankles to his wrists and forcing him into an embarrassing position.

Heizou glares at you.

"I'll be a little kinder today...but don't expect any more kindness tomorrow." You smile, turning the toy on and holding it against his little cock.

Heizou closes his eyes, his face flushed pink with muffled moans escaping his taped mouth.

"Feels good, detective?" You smile and rip apart his underwear, putting the vibrator against his now bare area. You position it in a way that isn't enough to make him come but enough to make him squirm.

You eventually stop his torture and move away to get more items, metal clamps for his nipples and a fucking machine with a dildo already attached to it.

You stuff the clamps in your pocket and bring the contraption over to him.

Heizou looks down at the dildo then back up at you, as if to say 'you're gonna put that inside me?'

"It'll hurt." You smile and push just the tip inside him. You rip his shirt off and pinch his nipples with the clamps.

Heizou closes his eyes to prepare himself before you turn the machine on. It forces the entire dildo inside of him, making his eyes open wide.

You speed up the machine and watch as it destroys Heizou's insides. "Having fun?" You laugh.

Heizou shakes his head and makes muffled protests, his entire body in pain now.

You bring your finger to his bottom growth and shock it, instantly bringing him to an orgasm.

His eyes roll back and his body shakes violently from the sudden electrocution. He can't even catch his breath since the machine is still violating him.

"I wonder how long it'll take for you to pass out." You wonder aloud, tugging on his clamps. "Maybe two more shocks? Three? You probably have some resistance to it so maybe four?" You smile.

Heizou shakes his head rapidly.

You send electro from your finger tips to the clamps and to his poor nipples. He comes again with another violent shake.

"You should be happy I'm not removing your body parts." You hold his head in place. "Well, you should be happy for now."

Heizou's eyes widen. His screams and pleas barely make it past the tape.

You set up a live camera in front Heizou and walk to the door. "Oh, don't worry, I'm the only one who'll see that." You reassure him and leave.

You go to complete some important housework while watching Heizou on a tablet connected to the camera. You leave him like that for a few hours and he eventually faints.

When you come back to the room, he's still out like a light. You kneel down and electrocute his small cock again, causing him to quite literally jolt awake.

He looks at you with wide eyes and red tear stained cheeks, another orgasm messing up his thoughts.

"You did pretty good Heizou, I wonder how you'll do next time..?" You smirk.

Jealousy

Itto doesn't like you hanging out with that blue oni

FTM!Yandere!Itto x Top!Oni!Male Reader

Request

Warnings: Non-Con, Somnophilia, Oral Sex, Deepthroating, Mating Cycles, Restraints, Possessiveness, Slight Breeding

Words: 776

Even though mating season was drawing near, you weren't quite ready to devote all your time to it. You wanted to spend some time with Takuya first.

You were completely unaware of how that made Itto feel. He was always kind of possessive but you didn't think he'd mind if you hung out with a close friend of his.

God were you wrong.

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You were sound asleep, unknowingly leaving yourself vulnerable to your boyfriend.

Itto manages to quietly walk into the room, ropes in hand. He crawls onto your bed, tying your respective hands to the two bed poles.

Itto pulls your covers off, revealing that you only had boxers on. He quickly pulls them off and sniffs them, inhaling your wonderful scent and making him even more horny than he was before.

He takes his underwear off, leaving him naked as well. He tosses it onto your face so you can wake up immediately to his scent.

He moves down, licking your currently flaccid dick before putting his whole mouth on it. He bobs his head up and down, sucking it just like you taught him.

Your dick was so big that Itto could barely handle it. He always does his best though, he wouldn't be able to live with himself if he couldn't deepthroat your cock when he gives you a blowjob.

He moans as the tip of your dick hits the back of his throat. His nose is pressed on your pelvis, taking in the smell before making consistent movements. He loves the way your dick tastes and feels in his mouth. It's like heaven on earth having you inside him.

It's not long before you end up coming in his mouth. The amount you unload into him sets his horniness to maximum overdrive. He has to wait, basically cockwarming you while you pump out everything into his mouth. He swallows every bit of cum like it's a delicacy.

He reluctantly takes his mouth off and quickly sinks himself down on your dick.

"Ah~" He moans, grinning as you bottom out inside him. "Takuya will never know how it feels to have you inside him." He traces the bulge in his stomach, breathing heavily and shivering in arousal.

He gropes your large muscular chest as he grinds down, your dick hitting the perfect spot. He moans shamelessly, not caring if you wake up now.

He rubs his clit, getting close to an orgasm. He chants 'fuck' over and over before coming with a loud moan.

After coming down from his high he looks at you and checks if you've woken up yet. You haven't. Impressive.

He finally starts moving, fucking himself on your cock while you're dead asleep. A part of Itto wishes you'd wake up but he likes having you completely submissive to him. No complaints, no asking to stop, he can just do whatever he needs to please himself.

"Fuck~! Give me your kids~!" Itto moans, moving in a way that's sure to make you come fast. He chants your name over and over, begging for you to come inside him and fill him up.

"Yes~!" He throws his head back, orgasming as you stuff him full of cum. Even after already coming once, your cum is still thick and coming out in large amounts.

You finally wake up, unintentionally inhaling Itto's scent with his underwear on your face. You move your head to the side, effectively moving it off, looking at your boyfriend having the time of his life on top of you.

"It- Itto?" Your mostly soft dick starts to harden again.

He leans over and kisses you, making sure a lot of tongue is involved. You decide to give in, you'll scold Itto for this later.

He parts from the kiss, catching his breath before speaking. "Don't talk to Takuya anymore."

"Why not? He's your friend, isn't he?" You raise an eyebrow.

"I don't trust him. He might come onto you." He grips your shoulders, nails digging into them.

"Shit-" You try to ignore the pain. "You think I'd let him?"

"No but I'd have to kill him."

You pause, trying to make sense of what you just heard. Maybe he's joking?

"Don't joke about that kinda stuff." You laugh.

"I'm not joking." He looks at you with a serious look on his face.

"...Itto."

"Shh." He wraps his hand around your neck, not hard enough to choke you and starts riding you again. "Don't give me a reason to hurt him."

You try to say something more but you can't think of much while he's pleasuring you like this. This'll have to be a discussion for later.

Replacing the One and Oni

You take Itto's place as the boss of the Arataki Gang

FTM!Itto x Top!Male Reader

Warnings: Dubious Consent, Double Penetration/Spit Roasting, Voyeurism

Words: 1051 (Bonus Included)

A while ago, Itto had made a bet with you. If you beat him 100 times in a beetle fight he'd make you the boss of the Arataki Gang. He was drunk when he said that but Arataki Itto was a man of his word, he just added a condition. You'd have to beat him by the end of the year, meaning you had 6 months.

No one believed you could do it. Especially with your busy schedule, you'd barely have the time. But you made the time and you got rewarded for it. Months later, you became the leader of the Arataki Gang.

"So...Unfortunately, I lost." Itto pouts. The gang bursts into tears.

"Does this mean you're leaving us?" One member asks in between sobs.

"No. Just stepping down." He shakes his head.

"So I can tell you guys to do anything and you'll do it?" You ask. Itto nods. Your smirk and go to whisper in his ear. "Even if I tell you to let me fuck you?"

Itto turns a deep shade of red and nods. Truth be told, Itto found you extremely attractive and often found himself masturbating to you. So why would he deny that request? Of course, he had no idea what it meant to agree to that.

"You two." You point to the two people in front of you. "Get me a table. Not something short like this thing." You kicked the coffee table in front of you. They nodded and scrambled to find a table.

"What are you doing, man?" Itto asks, trying to keep his composure.

"You'll see."

Moments later the two men come carrying a table and place it in front of you.

"Do...do you need chairs too, sir?" They ask.

"No need." You moved Itto to stand in front of you. He looked back at you in confusion but immediately understood when you bent him over the table.

The group starts to freak out.

"Hey." You silence them. "Don't speak anymore." You pull down Itto's pants and you roll your eyes at everyone's gasps.

"Wa- wait- can't...can't we do it in-"

"Shut up." You smack his ass. He immediately shuts his mouth. "Your body doesn't seem to care where you get fucked, so don't pretend you do." You put a finger in his wet cunt. He squirms around as you start to finger him, the gang looking at you two with multiple different expressions on their faces.

"You're so cute submitting to me." You kiss his ear. He moans. "That's right, moan for me. Show me how good I'm making you feel."

Itto blocks out all the eyes that were staring at him and pretends that you and him are the only people in the room. He whines as you remove your fingers. He turns to look at you and blushes when he sees you lick his slick off your fingers.

You notice the men in the room getting boners. "I'll allow you guys to have a turn with that loud mouth of his." You smirk. The men decide the order of who gets to go with rock-paper-scissors. Itto notices how desperate they are to be the first one to get a blowjob from him.

"Meanwhile..." You pull your cock out and thrust into Itto's pussy.

"Ah!" Itto moans, feeling completely filled when you bottom out. "B-big~"

"You like that don't ya? A whore like you must love this big fucking cock." You thrust into him, turning all your attention to Itto.

"Mm~ yes~!" Itto nodded. "Luh- Love~ it~"

You marveled at the fact that you got the "One and Oni" Arataki Itto to submit to you. He was the perfect cock sleeve.

"Fuck- It's like you were made to take my cock." You slammed into him roughly, not being able to get enough of him. After a long game of R-P-S, a gang member nervously walks up to Itto.

"Go on, Itto. Suck his cock." You slow down your thrusts for a moment.

Itto pulls the member's pants and underwear down, his hard dick hitting Itto in the face. Right after Itto puts the dick in his mouth, you pick up the pace, making Itto deep throat on the gang member's dick.

"Just take it like the whore you are." You grinned. You felt Itto squeeze around your cock. "Cumming already little oni?" You fucked him through his orgasm. His moans made vibrations on the other man's dick, causing him to groan and inched him closer to ejaculating.

"Looks like he likes your mouth, Itto. Be a dear and make sure to take everything he gives you."

"Shit-" The man comes inside of Itto's mouth and he struggles to swallow all of his cum. He licks up the rest that landed on his mouth. The next one comes in and Itto gets throat fucked by every guy in the gang, by the end of it he was drenched in cum. He had so much dripping from his pussy you ended up plugging it in to prevent a bigger mess.

Itto went from the boss to your personal little toy and he loved it.

Bonus:

"This is a pretty nice office." You look around Itto's old office and sit in his old chair. "Pretty nice chair too." You relax into the seat.

You notice Itto staring at you. "Come." You pat your lap. He quickly climbs onto your lap. Before you can do anything, he starts to grind on your lap.

"It was only a day ago and you want to do it again?"

He looks up at you, trying to be as cute as possible.

You smile. "Alright...go ahead."

Itto grins and quickly goes to take your dick out of its confines. He spits in his hand and jerks you off to full mast.

He pulls his own pants down and hovers over your dick.

"It's gonna hurt- ugh~" You groan as he sinks onto your dick. You can feel how wet he is, it's probably enough for him to ride you comfortably.

"(Name)~!" Itto moans, starting to move. You pull away his straps and circle your thumbs around his nipples. The way he reacts lets you know he's got sensitive nipples.

"You're so soft, Itto." You compliment him, groping his big soft tits. "Glad I won that bet."

"Ya...Ya coulda- ah~! juh- just asked~!"

"Yeah? You were hoping for this?"

"Y-Yes~!" He nods.

"You're adorable." You bring him into a kiss. You loved the way he moaned into your mouth. He continued bouncing up and down on your cock, feeling himself reaching his peak.

You parted from the kiss and went to suck on his breast, your hand groping the other one. Itto moaned loudly as he came.

"Ooh~! Yes~ more~!" Itto put his hand on your head, urging you to keep sucking. He managed to be able to continue moving so he could please you.

You moan as you feel your orgasm coming. Itto speeds up, wanting to milk your cock dry.

You take your mouth off Itto's tit. "Fuck-" You let out a dragged out moan as you cum inside his pussy.

CW: Coming home to him after a long trip - Tighnari version, fluff, blood/injury mention, semi-graphic depictions of violence, hurt to comfort, Tighnari goes a little feral and I’m proud, reader has an electro vision, gn!reader, reader is a sword user, reader gets injured. NOT PROOFREAD

You're finally home.

Vibrant eyes settle on the land of green before you, fondness lingers in their depths as you cast a glance in the direction of Gandharva Ville in hopes of catching sight of a familiar Forest Watcher. There is a delicate breeze in the air that sends thin wisps of your hair grazing over the smooth skin of your cheeks, giving you a gentle reminder of how Tighnari's kisses used to feel before you left home. It had been a few weeks since your departure away from Sumeru, too many days and nights had passed since those beautiful brown-green eyes had bored into yours. It had been too many days and nights without the Forest Watcher's lingering touch and the feeling of his breath whispering over your skin so deliciously.

Drawing a deep breath in, you take that first step into the land of your birth, dropping down from the ledge you stood on into the sea of green eager to welcome you back where you belong. Landing in a patch of Padisarahs, the strong earthy scent of home comes rushing into your senses without warning, causing the breath to leave your lungs for a moment. You were finally home. Casting a final glance towards the Chasm, you can't help the happiness beginning to bubble in your chest, the promise of unshed tears burning behind your eyes forcing your feet to move in the direction you want to be heading, Gandharva Ville. You had been away for long enough, it was time to find your beloved partner and give him the attention he deserved after the extended period you spent apart.

After the expedition you took in Liyue to better research their flora and fauna, not even being surrounded by the calming presence of nature could fill the hole leaving Tighnari behind opened. While your journey had proved to be fruitful, you had longed for home the moment your feet left Sumeru and your darling Forest Watcher. As you follow the welcoming path leading to Gandharva Ville, the snap of twigs in the brush nearby grabbed your attention, hand waving as your sword materializes in your hand. The electro vision hanging from your hip begins to glow at the sight of Eremite Mercenaries pushing their way through the dense thicket, swords at the ready as if they had been waiting for you. Now, this was less than ideal with your growing need to find Tighnari as soon as possible, however, whenever the opportunity to rid Sumeru of these dregs came up you certainly wouldn't refuse the offer.

Tension so thick you could cut it with a blade filled the air, and it was almost as if the birds had quieted down to witness the battle about to take place before them. A hushed whisper of a breeze ran its icy fingertips up your arm, but not even that could draw your attention away from the group of Eremites standing in front of you, both parties waiting to see who will make the first move. With the soft click of your tongue in annoyance, you pull a Vijnana-Phala mine from the side pocket of your bag and toss it at the feet of your aggressors. Before they have a chance to blink, it explodes and a thick green layer of smoke blinds them causing uproar from the group now afflicted with dendro. Slamming your foot into the earth below you, the vision on your hip all but sparks as purple cherry blossoms explode in the middle of the dendro field created by the mine.

The reaction between the two elements is quick and violent, sparks flying as it sends the Eremites flying backward in different directions until they are all motionless on the ground. Pity they didn't put up much of a fight after all, huh?

"Y/N?"

A soft, almost tentative voice cuts through the air from the tree above you and the sound alone is enough to have your heart fluttering in your chest. Whipping around the 'thump' of feet hitting the ground, you're not too surprised as a certain fox is rushing into your arms, his tail idly swishing behind him to convey his excitement upon your sudden arrival.

"You weren't supposed to be back for another week." Tighnari's voice is muffled from where he has buried himself into your neck, hot breath fanning over the sensitive skin as he speaks.

Reaching up, you run your hands over the Forest Watcher's back, a soft chuckle escaping as his tail only increases in speed to show his approval of the gentle touches. It had been too many nights without you by his side, and just when he thought he couldn't take it anymore, you appeared like a light ready to guide the fog away. You were safe and had returned home to him.

"Tsk, what a lovely reunion between lovers, hm?" A mocking voice cuts through the air, succeeding in both ruining the mood and making the hairs stand up on the back of your neck.

Tighnari had reluctantly pulled himself from your chest the moment the voice rang out, placing himself between you and the group of Eremites that had silently come up the path during your brief interaction with your lover. His bow had already materialized in his hand, drawing it back just as the head of the arrow began glowing green, a soft blossom over the tip signaling he was ready to fire. There were four of them, three men and one woman with sharp blades drawn, ready to strike down their newfound targets if they dared to make any sudden moves.

"Now now, why the hostility? Tighnari, surely you realize you're outnumbered here? Even with your little partner, you couldn't possibly take all of us on. They don't seem like...the strong type, if you know what I mean. Reactions are easy to trigger, why don't we see i-"

Before the poor girl can finish her sentence, Tighnari releases his arrow without a second thought, especially as your name was brought into this. A soft whistle can be heard as the arrow flies through the air towards her head a sharp thoomp erupts from the area of impact, and as it sinks home, four dendro arrows break off of it, seeking out other soft spots of her body and slicing into her flesh with ease. No sound escapes from her, not a scream or gasp, only a soft thump as her body hits the lush grass below her comrades, her crimson blood staining the earth.

A whistle sounds just behind you and Tighnari, neither of you having time to react as pain ricochets up your arm, the sharp head of an arrow easily piercing into the flesh of your bicep, going clean through the tissue before landing in the grass a few feet away. It wasn't often you got injured while roaming Sumeru so you had never had the chance to increase your pain tolerance much. What a curse that turned out to be, huh? Dropping your sword, your hand flies to the wound steadily trickling blood with a shrill cry, the pain nearly enough to make your legs buckle underneath you. Tears cloud your eyes in an instant as Tighnari whips around, brown-green eyes wide as the metallic scent of your blood fills his senses

Whoever shot you either wasn't the greatest of shots, or their goal was simply to disarm you so Tighnari would have to fight alone. There is another soft whistle behind you as another allow comes flying from the brush, the sharp head sinking into the back of your right thigh with ease. Pain travels up your leg as your muscles tense up once more at the sudden injury to the meat of your thigh, and the only thing that keeps you from collapsing on the forest floor are the strong arms that wind around you.

"Y/N?...Y/N you need to focus on me." Tighnari's words are quick, but calm as a free hand cups your face, fingers tilting your chin up so your eyes can meet. The brown-green depths are full of concern as they lock with yours, flicking to do a full assessment of your wounds before he lets out a shaky breath. "Don't touch the arrow, okay? Put pressure on your arm, I'll finish this quickly, and then we can get you patched up."

The Forest Watcher is quick to set you on the ground, making sure your wounds aren't being strained before he is stood upright, bow materializing in his hand once more as he casts a glance towards your aggressors. One large, black ear twitches before he is drawing his bow back and releases, striking one of the greasy-haired Emerites in the chest without warning. Like his previous arrow, four dendro arrows break off and sink themselves into their target's weak spots causing the man to crumple with a gargled cry. You feel as if you're going to pass out with the pain clouding your mind, threatening to darken your vision as you struggle not to give in and pass out. Pressing your hand to the wound on your arm with as much force as you can muster, you focus on trying to stabilize your breathing, panicking won't make Tighnari feel any better, you need to be strong for him.

Taking a few steps back, Tighnari pulls a Vijnana-Phala Mine from the satchel on his hip before tossing it in the direction of the two mercenaries still standing. As it hits the ground, it explodes and a thick layer of green smoke encircles the remaining men, causing them to react violently, shouting and waving their weapons in an attempt to strike the Forest Watcher.

"What's wrong? Can't see?" His voice is laced with so much anger that if the laws of nature would allow, he would be breathing fire with each spoken word.

Drawing back his bow once more Tighnari fires two arrows, one at each enemy that end up breaking into several smaller dendro arrows that strike their targets viciously, sinking between the gaps of their armor into the soft flesh underneath. His once friendly, open behavior has shifted into something darker and much more aggressive, since you have been brought into this ridiculous disagreement that should've ended days ago. You are his partner and he was supposed to protect you, he had failed at the one job he was supposed to maintain, and boy were these men regretting it now. Heavy footfalls can be heard from the brush behind you as Tighnari deals with the last of the Eremites forcing your brain to try and focus on the sound despite the pain.

Shit.

There is a tense moment of silence in your head as a hooded mercenary comes running from the brush behind you, his dagger is drawn and it feels as if time has come to a slow crawl. You know this man's intentions the moment that your eyes catch the way his blade glints in the sunlight and your heart drops to your stomach.

He was going after Tighnari.

You're on your feet in an instant, the pain of your wounds long forgotten the moment you discover that your partner is now in danger, he is too busy finishing off the others to realize what is going on. You knew that you couldn't get to him in time to block the blow of the dagger, yet, as the weapon raises to deal a potentially fatal blow, an intense wave of determination washes over you. You can feel the buzz of energy on your hip as your vision activates, electro shooting you forward in a flash of purple light until your back connects with Tighnari's, forcing the Forest Watcher to keep himself from tumbling forward.

"Y/N!?"

You don't have the words to warn him of your intention to block the blow, the adrenaline pumping in your veins feeling as if it's squeezing your vocal cords shut. You manage to raise your hand just as the mercenary's dagger is thrust downward with enough force to cause a fatal wound, eyes squeezing shut as you brace for impact. The pain slicing through you hand forces a cry from your lips, your eyes snapping open to try and grasp what exactly had happened. Fuck it hurts. Unsurprisingly, the blade had gone clean through your palm and the pain nearly makes you rip your hand away if it isn't for your attacker applying more pressure. His goal was to kill one of you, to avenge his comrades and these injuries now made you an easier target.

Before you have time to process the danger you're in, the Emerite begins to apply force to the dagger forcing it towards your chest. The vision on your hip lights up once more as you push upward on the blade in return, your scream escapes through clenched teeth as you struggle to turn the tide of the fight. A purple aura radiates around your body, as your vision assists with giving you the strength needed to throw your head forward, connecting with the bridge of the mercenary's nose and forcing him to take a few steps back. The dagger is ripped from your palm in the process, now that the blade as been removed there is nothing stopping the blood from oozing from the wound.

You're hardly given a moment to breathe as the mercenary recovers from the blow you've dealt him, his blade stained crimson as he gets ready to charge once more. Just as he takes one step, six dendro arrows fly past your head and a fierce growl sounds in your ear as Tighnari presses against your back, his face centimeters away from your own. His eyes are all but blazing as he settles his gaze on you, not casting a second glance toward any of the fallen enemies as he goes to check your wounds.

"You idiot." Tighnari huffs at you, brown-green eyes settling on the wound through your hand before he is tugging bandages from his satchel, wrapping it the best he can so you don't lose anymore blood on your travel to Gandharva Ville. "If you ever do so-"

Reaching up your uninjured hand, you cup Tighnari's cheek warmly, thumb smoothing over the pale skin before your forefinger and thumb grip his chin, forcing your eyes to meet once more. You search his gaze for any sign of anger or resentment toward you, but after finding that there is none, you can't help the laugh escaping your throat. "Nari, I just need you to kiss me already."

The Forest Watcher's eyes widen slightly for a moment, almost as if processing your words, but you can't bear the wait anymore. After your long stay in Liyue, as well as the shitshow you came back to, you're not letting this moment slip away from you. Carefully tugging Tighnari's face to your own, you waste no time in slotting your lips together in a much-needed kiss, hand shifting to grace over his ears after just a moment of being connected. The action forces an involuntary whine from the man's throat and he is quick to pull away with a mock scowl, but it vanishes nearly as quickly as it had formed.

"Come on, let's go get you patched up. I'm sure Collei will be pleased to see you've arrived home safely."

CW: Your favorite places to kiss them - Xiao version + their reaction to the kisses, soft kisses, terms of endearment used, blushy boys, Slight NSFW(just to be sure.), things get a bit spicy in a few sections, slightly suggestive content, MDNI, fluff, GN!reader, NOT PROOFREAD

Featuring: Xiao

You often take the time to shower Xiao with gentle affection, especially after he has had a rough day of battling his karmic debt. This isn’t an action you take lightly due to the toll it usually takes on the Yaksha’s physical and mental health daily.

Xiao - Face + Neck kisses

Depending on the time of day, Xiao is often spotted resting against the railing that lines the top balcony of the Wangshu Inn, his golden eyes settled on the land as he surveys for any form of danger. He has been gone most of the day ‘doing his duty as a Yaksha’ which meant this was the first time you are even seeing him.

Climbing up the stairs to the balcony, you hesitate for a moment seeing your boyfriend leaning against the railing before whipping out your Kamera to capture this moment. Most people thought of Xiao as a cold man with a heart of steel, but that was simply because he never opens up to anyone like he does with you. As his partner, you get to see all of his different moods including a special softness he harbors only for you. 

This was probably the most tranquil moment you have ever caught Xiao in by far and while you stare at him, you can’t help but realize just how your heart is hammering in your chest. Behind the Yaksha the last drops of the dying golden sun light up the clouds in perfect shades of amber, pinks, and blues. It provides the perfect backdrop for a candid photo of your boyfriend.

As if on cue, the stair creaks under your weight catching the attention of the Yaksha and he looks at you over his shoulder just as you snap the photo. Grabbing the picture that slowly slides from the kamera, your eyes wander over just how good your boyfriend looks with a grin on your face. This was definitely a keeper.

“Y/N?” Xiao’s calm voice cuts through the quiet atmosphere, causing your eyes to snap up to his face, smile playing on the corner of your lips as you move up a stair to meet his gaze, lips almost brushing together as you lean close.

“My love.” You hum in return, only now catching the tiredness that lingers in the depths of those golden orbs gazing into your own. “How about we lay down for a while?”

“Adepti have no use for slee-”

“Now, Xiao.”

With a final stubborn look at you, Xiao’s resolve breaks and he is scooping you into his arms bridal style with a soft huffing noise. He might not be proud of how wrapped around your finger he is, but he also refuses to bring it up around you all the same. A flash of emerald blinds your vision for a moment, causing your eyes to squeeze shut and your stomach lurches at the quick motion. When you feel the thump of Xiao’s feet against the wooden floor of your bedroom, you loosen the grip you have around his shoulders, legs feeling like jelly as you wiggle from your boyfriend’s grasp.

Kicking off your shoes, you climb into the bed, but not before giving Xiao a warning look about his as well. The moment that your boyfriend is settled in your shared bed, it comes as no surprise to him as you lean up to begin peppering soft kisses over every inch of his face. This is routine for the both of you, especially after your boyfriend has a particularly hard day defending the area around Wangshu Inn. You cover every available inch of his face, lips, cheeks, and forehead before dipping down to begin trailing those kisses to the soft expanse of his neck.

The moment that your lips come into contact with his throat, Xiao’s lips part as a soft noise between a whine and a moan escapes him. Golden eyes flutter shut as the intensity of the kisses increase from gentle pecks to hot, open-mouthed ones, his head tipping back to give you better access to do as you please. You’ve found that this is the quickest way to distract the Yaksha from the stress of his duties. Your mind flashes with lewd images of Xiao underneath you, his back arched and body littered with purple blossoms. What a lovely memory that was, indeed. 

Your mind is snapped from those thoughts as Xiao’s hands begin to move, one threading into the soft locks of your hair while the other grips your hip, hot fingers dipping under the material to linger on your skin. Taking this careful affection as well as the way Xiao’s heart was hammering in his chest to be a good sign, you begin nipping the skin of his throat instead. Unsurprisingly, the nipping causes Xiao to gasp lightly, his cheeks flushing a pretty pink and his lips part to take in heavier gulps of air. 

“Y-Y/N...”

“Shh, I’ve got you, okay? Gonna make you feel good and we can sleep afterward.”

Overall, your favorite place to kiss Xiao was his neck, because it always leads to a night of pleasure followed by a well-rested Yaksha.

CW: Drabble about telling Xiao you love him the first time, sweet words being shared, calling Xiao 'darling', red-faced Xiao, gentle kisses being shared, gentle physical touch.

Imagine telling Xiao how much you love him for the first time. The both of you are sitting on the balcony of Wangshu Inn, the stars twinkling overhead and the moon bathing the land in a soft glow. It was the perfect atmosphere to tell your beloved Xiao just how incredibly hard you had fallen for him.

Even though it was dark, you found yourself completely hypnotized by the golden orbs staring into your own. Xiao's pale skin practically shone in the glow of the moon bathing his body, he was a work of art and you couldn't help the way your heart skipped beats as you told him about your day. Nights like this have become regular between the two of you; Xiao taking the time to listen about your day and the tasks you completed. Seeing the way a soft smile forms on his face has your heart stopping in your chest completely, the words dying in your throat, and eyes widening slightly at the sight. It was times like this you couldn't help but swoon over the vigilant yaksha you were so deeply in love with.

Puzzled by the abrupt ending of your story Xiao's brows furrowed, concern washing over his face. "Y/N?" his voice is smooth like honey, his pale hand coming to cup your cheek delicately. "Is everything alright?"

The words have long left your brain, eyes gazing up into those golden ones and throat dry as you fumbled with what to say. Finally, after what feels like decades, you managed to get out what you had been dreaming about all this time.

"I love you, Xiao."

A long silence stretches between the two of you as time goes on, and it is almost like neither of you are sure how to react. It is almost as if the information is being processed by the adepti. His lips part to speak just as his face flushes a crimson that travels to the tips of his ears. Oh, what a lovely sight indeed. Before Xiao can utter a single word, he is leaning forward and locking your lips together in a sweet kiss. The kiss is overwhelmingly sweet as Xiao's hand comes to rest on the small of your back, tugging you impossibly closer to his soft lips.

"Darlin-"

"I love you too, y/n." Xiao's voice comes out so quiet it is just barely above a whisper, but they hold so much meaning you can feel your heart stopping all over again. You are so ground-breakingly in love with his man.

Your first time | Arataki Itto

Character(s): Arataki Itto

Genre/warnings: NSFW(MDNI), headcanons, descriptions of sexual themes/scenarios, f!reader, headcanons, NOT PROOFREAD.

Description/prompt: Headcanons on your first time with the one and Oni, Arataki Itto.

A/N: I wrote this to celebrate Itto’s arrival! I’ll probably do Gorou next as well.

When you tell Itto that you’ve never had sex with anyone before, he looks quite shocked. After all, how could someone as gorgeous as you have not slept with anyone prior to this? Now that was truly a crime in his mind. 

Even if Itto is surprised that you are a virgin, the thought that he will be the first man to please you makes his heart do summersaults in his chest.

 Although he is often portrayed as a ‘big bad Oni’, Itto’s only goal is to make you feel good while also making sure that you are as comfortable throughout your time together. Knowing that you’re ready to share your first time with him, Itto spends almost an entire day planning out a date and prepping the bedroom nicely.

With the bed scattered with the finest sakura petals, Itto takes his time slipping you from your clothing, clawed hands careful not to rip your precious outfit as he slides your shirt off. His mouth trails over the curves of your breasts, tongue hot as it curls around the hardened buds your nipples have become.

The Oni takes his time with you, hot mouth leaving purple bruises scattered over as much of your exposed skin as he can get to before he begins to get impatient, 

It only takes a few seconds after Itto gets your panties off before he has his face between your legs, hot tongue lapping at your folds and proving just how desperate he was to finally taste you. Now, he usually isn’t loud during sex, but the mere taste of your pretty cunt has him groaning as he flicks his tongue over your clit.

Itto eats you out like you’ll be his last meal, making sure that you cum undone least once on his tongue before he even thinks about preparing you to take his cock.

Now, the Oni is a bit on the larger side of things which means that taking his cock definitely isn’t going to be easy especially since it is your first. This means that Itto will take advantage of how much you need to be stretched in order to take him fully.

Itto’s mouth is hot, tongue flicking out and delivering a few licks to your sensitive clit, loving the way the action draws out a thin whine from you at the sensation.

Two large fingers slip into the slick hole of your cunt, your gummy walls sucking them up greedily while he continues his assault on your clit, desperate to make you open up easier. You manage to cum yet another time due to the tongue swirling around your clit and the way his fingers curl into your spongey g-spot.

Once making sure that you are nice and prepped, Itto slides himself between your open legs, almost losing his breath at how exquisite you are under his larger body.

His cock hangs hard and heavy between his legs, the head kissing your clit just slightly as pearls of precum bead at the tip. He needs you now, if his arousal is anything to go off of.

As Itto sinks himself into your tight cunt, a shaky exhale leaves him, hands fisting in the sheets above your head as he struggles to keep himself from sheathing inside you at once. Your wet walls clench around him, a silent but desperate plea to be fucked until you don’t even know your own name. He tries to keep his mind clear for you, not wanting to succumb completely to his urges

The Oni tries to distract himself by beginning to whisper honeyed words into your ear, hot breath fanning out over your unruly hair and tickling your earlobe with the softness they bring. Despite being all ‘big and macho’, Itto really is such a softie for you and only wants to bring you pleasure.

Thinking of pleasure, an almost desperate sob of Itto’s name surpasses your lips as he bottoms out inside you, stretching your gummy walls wider than you thought possible. Fuck, it feels as if you’re being split apart. Tears have started to slip down your face at a rapid pace, not only from the burn of the stretch, but the raw emotion coursing through your body.

Since you’re now adjusted to the stretch it took to accommodate your boyfriend’s large cock, your voice is strained as you whine, begging Itto to fuck you finally.

A smirk appears on the Oni’s face at your words, his amber eyes hungry as they trail over your exposed skin down to where you are stretched so beautifully around his cock. “Has my little Raven finally gotten adjusted to me? Now it's time to see how high I can make you fly~”

guys i need to redo my welcome thing so itll be bsck up in a bit

hi, i love your work <3 i hope you don’t mind if i requested for a scenario with venti and a gn reader? the reader and venti are friends, but they remain unaware of his true identity. one day at windrise, venti decides to listen in on the wind and hear the prayers of his people, only to end up hearing a familiar voice praying to him—“oh lord barbatos, if it is your will, please let my good friend venti return my feelings.” (what happens next is up to you! that’s all, have a wonderful day <3)

to and for you [venti scenario]

perhaps praying to the anemo archon, barbatos for venti to like you back was a dumb plan in hindsight.

tw: none, just fluff

venti x gn! reader

a/n: this ask is so cute T~T <3333 sorry this took so long anon !! hopefully the writing makes up for the long wait

i would like to clarify that if any of these scenarios/hc’s of mine are similar to other writers’ works, it is unintentional and i apologize

not proofread

“another glass for the bard, charles!”

the bartender seems reluctant to serve another glass to the out-of-it customer sitting beside you, giggling and letting out little hiccups ever so often.

“venti, i think you’ve hand enough drinks for the night..” you smile sympathetically at the now pouting male. he resembles a kicked puppy in this state, is what you thought.

“what?! but it’s only eight o’clock! i haven’t blacked out yet,” the drunkard retaliates but you know better, so does diluc who comes out from the back door of the tavern.

“y/n, would you mind helping him home? we’re about to close for the night,” the redhead takes notice of the clock displayed and how it’s five before ten pm. “i doubt he’d be able to stand without someone’s assistance.”

giving diluc a nod and taking an arm of his around your shoulders, you carry the boy (?) out of the tavern and bid goodnight to the two bartenders. venti is barely holding himself up as his legs shake, undoubtedly having a difficult time staying conscious.

‘really, what do i see in you, venti?’ you muse to yourself with a sigh. reaching for the key in his pocket, you unlock the door to his house and place him on the couch with a ‘phew!’

you notice that as soon as you let him down on the couch, venti’s already out cold, soft snores filling the silence that surrounds you both. the sight of him is enough to plaster a grin on your face, finding him the most endearing person you’ve had the pleasure of meeting. the way his eyebrows twitch in his sleep from time to time melts your heart like it was once made of ice, his murmuring of whatever he was dreaming of made it hard for you to keep yourself from pressing a kiss to silence him.

deciding it’s about time you leave and stop watching your friend sleep, you step out the house and retreat to your own.

the next morning, venti finds himself in the comfort of his own home, lying on the couch downstairs. “hng-!” he stretches his limbs, “y/n must’ve brought me home.” he laughs and makes a mental note to thank you later with a few drinks, quite lucky, you are.

“ah, what a splendid day!” the bard whimsically sighs as he steps out into the warmth of the sunlight. “perhaps this would make a fine day to play a few tunes at windrise,” he chuckles and sets foot.

you, on the other hand, were just waking up as you feel rays of sunshine beam through your window and strike your face with it’s comforting warmth. with fluttering eyes, you struggle to open them and yawn, “how come i’m still so tired?...” 

ah, right. you had accompanied your lyre-playing friend to the tavern and went home later than you usually would. oh, well, not like you minded doing so.

smiling at the thought of his sleeping expression, you decided a few more hours of rest wouldn’t do much harm.

right before you drift away to slumber, you prayed silently to the anemo archon, rather blissfully,

“lord barbatos.. if you would be so kind, please let venti return my feelings. i don’t think i can take it much longer.”

and with that, you began to snooze once more.

whilst you rest peacefully, your said friend stared into the ground, frozen in what seemed like shock.

that was your voice, was it not?

slowly, a wide smile takes shape on the bard’s lips. “oh, dear y/n..” he chuckles and begins strumming his lyre as he sings.

you’re in for a ride, buddy.

as nighttime rolls around, venti waits for you at the usual spot in the tavern. grinning to himself, he had a plan on how he was going to make things work out between the two of you. just what he had in mind? wait and see.

“ah, y/n! thanks for assisting me home last night, hope i wasn’t too much trouble to deal with.” venti laughs and pats the seat next to him, inviting you to sit next to him.

“it wasn’t any trouble, venti, worry not.” you smile and take a seat.

a few drinks after, everything seemed to be going fine and dandy. that is until your bard friend started spacing out, seemingly in pain.

“are you alright?..” you crouch down to his level as the clutches his stomach, clearly too pained to respond. diluc sees this and rushes over, albeit quietly so as to not grab attention from the other customers. “what happened to him?” his query was met with a shrug from you. huffing in concern, he guides you both to the backroom where you could have some privacy. 

you sit venti down and rub his back, wondering what in the world could have happened.

“y/n..” he says weakly, “can i trust you with something?” he asks as he meets your gaze. quickly nodding, you insist he carries on.

“what is it you want to entrust to me?” you ask.

he takes your hands in his and suddenly sits up.

what?

“i want to entrust onto you..” he raises your hands to his lips and gives it a warm peck, “my feelings.”

Dottore with prompt “What made you think I cared for you?” ty!

a/n: sorry nonnie i don’t write for npc’s/non in-game characters DDD: i write for pretty much anyone else tho!

your scenarios are so sweet! would it be possible to request zhongli comforting a fem!so who struggles really badly with her body image?

perfection [zhongli headcanon]

s/o is struggling with body image issues–how does zhongli deal with this?

tw: body image issues, depression and anxiety mentioned

zhongli x fem! reader

a/n: this took a while huh lol hope this is to your liking!

i would like to clarify that if any of these scenarios/hc's of mine are similar to other writers' works, it is unintentional and i apologize

not proof read

zhongli is quite concerned to say the least

although he has taken many forms before, not once has he experienced the crushing feeling of disliking how his body came to be

he finds that you've been fairly dim and down lately

your eating habbits have also changed drastically, he notes

on top of that, he hears some very self-deteriorating comments from you and it gnaws at the back of his head all the time as he recalls it

finding out that you do–his soul aches with the longing to reassure you

and so he does!

"love?" he comes into your shared room and sees your figure staring into the mirror again

oh, dear love

"ah! oh, honey.. i-" you start to ramble and make excuses, you didn't want him to worry too much but all is in vain as he sees your eyes start to brim with tears

"darling, come here.." he hugs you from behind and kisses your temple

he faces you to the mirror and pulls you closer

"my love, had you not seen yourself the way i do? it truly pains me to see yourself failing to see how beautiful you are." he presses another kiss on your neck

not believing his words, you frown at the image of your reflection on the mirror

how you hated the way you are, you think

"zhongli, i really wish i could tear this horrid body of mine to shreds, how could you see me like that?" you begin to sob

at this, zhongli shakes his head and whispers sweet nothings into your ear

"shh.. darling, don't cry. you've always stuck me as the most beautiful woman i've ever had the pleasure of calling 'mine.' i love you so much, no amount of self-destructive thoughts will ever make my narrative of you and your exceptional beauty any different." he rocks you gently to stop your crying.

"thank you.. for loving me, zhongli." you say in tears, and you genuinely are

zhongli chuckes at this, confusing you a bit

"do not thank me for loving you, my dear, i cannot help myself from falling for you, neither can i stop now." he smiles tenderly at you

liminal space °˖𓍢ִ໋🍃✿°.💚⋆ scaramouche!

summary: trapped in a space where time doesn’t make sense, an aspiring streamer and academic struggles to find their place in newfound fame and love and struggles to answer the age old question: does anything even matter anyway?

005. boba gone right 🌿 written!

“You’re gonna be fine,” Tighnari’s voice came from the couch. “He said he’s okay with being on stream, right?” He asked. You nodded.

“Then it’s fine. Stop pacing or you’ll wreck the floors.” You knew he was right, somewhere in your busy mind. But you were nervous. You hadn’t had a new friends over in a long time. Once you’d found your friends, you’d stopped branching out. You didn’t need to, you had all you needed. But then you’d met Kuni. New friendship was scary territory, and you think you were handling it well—you know, like a liar.

“You didn’t even lay these floors, motherfucker. I did.” You’d spent hours laying new wood planks with Beidou soon after you’d moved into this apartment. Tighnari had sat and watched and made comments if things didn’t line up. To him, that was the hardest job. Only he possessed the eye for perfection, or whatever he’d called it.

“I’m the only one who respects them, clearly,” he shot back. Your hand slipped, and a finger flipped up. Tighnari rolled his eyes.

“Does Kuni know you suck?” He asked. You added a second middle finger to your cause. “Fuck you,” Tighnari spat as he flipped up both of his middle fingers.

A knock at the door made you pause. Tighnari turned to look and sighed as he pushed himself off the couch.

“I think that’s for you,” he stated. “I’ll go let you stream, holler if you catch something on fire.” Tighnari turned and walked down the hall to his room and closed the door, leaving you staring at the door, forcing yourself to breathe normally. You’d cleaned everything minutes before Kuni showed up, and you’d even changed into less blobfish inspired clothing. This was as good as it was going to get.

You pulled the door open. Kuni stood on the other side, mask already over his face. He must’ve taken public transit over.

“Hi, Kuni, come in!” You pulled your door open and he stepped inside. He took his shoes off and slipped into your rack of freshly cleaned guest slippers. A good purchase, honestly. “You’d spent hours can put everything on the counters. We’ll get everything ready before we start cooking!” He nodded and crossed the room to your kitchen. You’d recently redone it, with Beidou’s help, and the green cabinets seemed to add a new layer to the otherwise quiet apartment.

Kuni placed the bags on the counter and began taking the supplies out. He’d insisted on buying what you needed, because he wanted to make boba the “right” way. Whatever that meant. You were happy to let him. Grocery shopping had always been stressful for you, so letting someone else do it was a treat.

“What kind of boba does your fuckass roommate like?” Kuni asked. You couldn’t stop the snort that shot out of your nose.

“He likes matcha.” You thought it tasted like dirt, because he never added sugar. You’d once seen him eating the powder raw at 3 AM, but you weren’t entirely sure if you’d imagined it.

“That makes sense. Green seems to be a theme.” Kuni gestured to your cabinets.

“I chose those, actually! Green’s my favourite colour, and the landlord said we can do whatever we want with the space since we’re saving up to buy it one day!” You explained. Kuni nodded, but you could tell he approved. He didn’t talk as much as you did, but that was fine. You always said that you talked enough for the both of you.

“Green and purple go well together,” he remarked as he finished setting everything up. You nodded and smiled, placing your mobile stream setup on the counter.

“It’s go time! It’s your last chance to back out!” You teased, your finger hovering over the START STREAM button. Kuni chuckled and leaned in, stealing your hand from you and clicking it himself.

“None of that pussy shit,” he remarked as your chat started pouring in. No starting screen, just you and Kuni in your kitchen.

“Hi, everyone!” You greeted your 200 viewers with a smile. “We’re making boba today! And I have a friend with me, too! He’s not comfy showing his face on camera. If I see anyone, and I mean anyone, try to doxx him, know you’ll never be welcome here. Doxxing is illegal!” You pointed an accusing finger at the camera. You turned to Kuni.

“Okay, you’re good to come on now,” you spoke softly. Kuni nodded and stepped into frame. His mask and hair covered most of his face, and the baggy hoodie he wore only added to the mystery.

“This is K!” You’d both agreed that he’d use a fake name to avoid people trying to find him. You, as a content creator, could only do so much to protect him, and you intended to do even more. “Say hi!” You teased. Kuni gave a wave.

user: omg who is he?? user: why is he kinda...?

You chuckled at your chat and shook your fingers as similar messages kept pouring in.

"You're nasty, all of you," you scolded. Kuni snorted as he added the tapioca starch to a bowl. "Okay, chef, what's first?"

"Wash your damn hands," Kuni grumbled as he pointed towards the sink. You giggled at the way he pitched his voice down. He had he was worried people would link his voice to any videos on his social media. As much as he admired your streaming, he didn't want to get into it himself.

"Okay, okay," you sighed as you turned on your sink and let the water warm up. Behind you, Kuni shook his head.

"Should I be worried?" He asked your chat. You'd done cooking streams before, always with a trusted adult (Beidou) to supervise.

user: they're good at cooking dw king user: just be patient

Kuni nodded and hummed in approval.

"I can do that."

"Do what?" You asked as you returned to your spot beside him.

"Be patient," he explained. You couldn't help but laugh. Kuni turned to look at you. "What are you laughing at?" He asked.

"You're not patient. You broke a pencil sharpener yesterday," you reminded him. You could see the tips of his ears turn red.

"That was one time," he assured you and your chat. You shook your head. He was a natural at this, knowing when to turn back to chat and when to shift his focus back to you. Multitasking king, truly.

"Then prove me wrong," you teased as you bumped your hip against his. Kuni turned his face away as you doubled over in laughter.

"You're awful," he said.

"I know."

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summary: trapped in a space where time doesn’t make sense, an aspiring streamer and academic struggles to find their place in newfound fame and love and struggles to answer the age old question: does anything even matter anyway?

004. friends only minecraft server

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omg ignore the time i was working on this i was going thru a crisis and needed an outlet >:)

also this is kind of filler, it’s gonna start picking up next time. just for curiosity’s sake and no reason: xiao or alhaitham?

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