— ☆ “INTERLOCK YOUR LIPS WITH MINE.”

JIAOQIU — “PNEUMANULL RICE”

“For what reason do I weep? It feels like my heart and lungs are sundered from within.” “It's chili. I added some Dragonbreath Chili.”

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victors and fools

i just finished the whole lyney and lynette court case and oh my god..... i had to write something out for it because i'm full of ideas and no way to get them out other than my silly little brain rots.

it's surprising that a crime could take place in such a place as The Opera Epiclese, but you're not surprised that Furina is taking her chance to try and prove herself superior to the powerful outlander, especially after her first attempt was foiled by none other than the accused.

But even then, you don't interfere. You see no reason to, after all Furina would never stoop as low as falsely accusing someone to get her way, neither you nor Neuvillette would allow her to go that far.

Speaking of Neuvillette, he's one of the other reasons you're not interfering. He takes his job of Chief Justice seriously, as he should, for the sake of Fontaine and the justice it upholds. So, the outcome will be the truth.

You don't really care about any of that, you want to see the Traveler in action as an attorney. It should be funny enough to see them bring Furina down a peg.

As much as you adored her, she could be arrogant at times. Sly and demanding, you usually didn't mind but her near desperation to prove herself above the traveller and paimon was becoming annoying.

You sat in a seat that had been guided to, where everyone could only look up and see you, watching it all pass on with amusement or a contemplating look.

as the trial came to its conclusion and Furina's accusation was proved wrong, she looked over at you as you got up. Your starry eyes glanced over at her, unreadable.

That was new. You always allowed yourself to be an open book around those of your acolytes that you spent your times with. Usually a smile graced your face as you looked at her but a frown marred your lips as you turned and left, not stopping even as she ran out after you, shouting after you.

"Y-your Grace!" She called out for you, easily catching up to your slowed pace as she looked up at you, a nervous guilt in her eyes. "I-If I had only known-"

"You accused him and instigated a second duel with the traveler." You mused, looking down at her, the look on your face indicating that you were thinking. "....To prove that you were above them, above the other Archons?"

She frantically tried to figure out if you were truly upset at her. There was no rain or thunder or anything indicating that Teyvat had responded to you upset feelings. She relaxed only a bit. "I am above them! All of them! They were defeated so easily, I won't be. B... But, I will no longer regard them as a threat..."

You looked down at her for a moment as if looking right into her soul before you sighed, the same ever-suffering sigh you always let out when she caused chaos and dragged it right to you. "Haah, what will I do with you?" You rubbed your face gently. "You can be so irritatingly arrogant sometimes. Don't tell me you did this just because you're jealous of the attention and praise i gave them?"

Furina turned her face away from him, leading you to raise an eyebrow down at her form. "...Okay, I won't tell you anything, Your Grace."

"You're insufferable." You sighed as you started to walk forward again, not saying a word as she hurried to catch up to you once more, clinging to your arm. "....That dessert shop you like is still open, do you still want to get dessert? 'One must always have dessert after entertainment'." You imitated her voice in the last part, still looking forward.

She smiled brightly up at you, still clinging to you. "Mmm! Your Grace knows me so well, I'm honored! Let's get dessert!" She seemed happy by it so you let it be.

Just another day for the Hydro Archon and the Creator of Teyvat.

Yandere Hybrid Town (1) | Only Human

In a world filled with humans and hybrids attempting to find balance with one another, you are but a simple human trying to integrate into the town on the property your late grandparent bequeathed to you. The town just so happens to have a small population of farming hybrids, with hardly any other humans around. 

“So you’re the inheritor…(Y/n)? (L/n)?”

“Yes, I have my I.D. if you want to check.”

“..Right….but the owner of the original property was a hybrid…you are not.”

“Not that it matters. But my grandfather’s partner was a Wolf hybrid…They both agreed to give it to me when they both passed.”

“I..see.”

It might be right to call it racism or maybe more accurately it’s specism and the townsfolk aren’t all that keen on hiding it. They openly sneer at you when you do come to town, whispering loudly about what they’ve heard, and rolling their eyes if you have the gall to ask them a question. 

“Can I get these bags of mulch in bulk?”

“...so what are ya talkin’ to me for? Just grab ‘em.”

“Your sign says to ‘ask for more at the front desk.’”

“...Fine dirt monkey. How much?”

It doesn’t bother you…sometimes. You mostly spend your days on your property, having picnics in the open fields you now own. Spending time renovating your cottage with all the custom plumbing and electricity you learn to install yourself. Wouldn’t want some unfriendly technician in town doing it instead. Anyways you get into the routine of sustaining yourself in your lonesome working from home and relying on your savings to help you enjoy your new life. That doesn’t stop until the one fateful day…you’re lounging on your deck when you hear something faint. It sounds like crying. 

“Waaaaa!”

It sounds like a child…which isn’t unfamiliar, after all your neighbors do seem to be a little family. Of course, they don’t want to talk to you but that’s fine.

“Waaaa!”

It sounds pretty intense but you’re sure it’ll stop soon. 

“Waaaaa! Somebody help, please!”

Now it feels wrong to ignore it any longer. You quickly fix yourself to head over, driving the tractor that you ride across your property to the fence that represents the beginning of your neighbor’s property. It was short work to hop over the fence and hear the crying persisting. Running to the back porch of the house, you see a little dog boy crying his heart out. 

“I heard you crying what’s wrong?”

The kid starts blubbering wiping at tears and snot on his face. After some calming pats between the ears and some promises to help you can get a clear picture.

“Mama fell ‘ver and she won’t wake up!”

You run inside to find exactly that. A dog woman face down on the floor while the soup on the stove boils out and whatever’s in the oven beginning to smoke. Stopping the appliances you flip over the woman in search of a heartbeat and breathing. Thankfully you find it and ask the little boy where you can lay her down. He points you to the bedroom down the hall passing by another bedroom and a bathroom. 

Once you’ve laid her down, check her temperature, and decide in your not-so-expert opinion that she’s suffering from a fever. Assuring the little dog boy you have him help you carry some cold water and a rag to place on her head. While making sure she drinks some water, you finally get to talking to the little dog boy who’s started to calm down now.

“That was real brave of you, good job for asking for help.”

“Big brother always said I gotta since I’m too tiny to do much myself.”

“Well, I thought you were very helpful and you don’t seem that tiny to me.”

“Thanks!” 

“No problem! My name’s (Y/n).”

“And my name’s Titan! By the way (Y/n) I’m real hungry!”

That’s how you ended up cleaning the dishes, Titan’s mother started and using what you could to make something new. You stuck with one of your old family recipes, relying on your memory the best you could to avoid another charred disaster. Eventually, you finish up able to set a plate in front of Titan who is more than happy to dig in. 

“More! More!”

“Okay Titan just a little bit more but you can’t eat it all we’ve got to save some.”

“Whyyyy!?”

“Because your mom hasn’t eaten yet and I’m sure your brother will want some when he gets home–”

“But he’s never aroun’ we’ll be waiting forever for him to come!”

Creak.

“Titan who is this?”

The new voice comes from a much larger dog man with a sturdy build, sun-kissed skin, and overalls barely hanging off his shoulders. His ears are narrowed back and his shoulders are hunched as he easily towers over you. With Titan’s help, you explain how you came to help and that his mother had fainted, likely from the fever she had. When you show him to her, his bared teeth and impending growl quiet down. Fussing over her as he checks for any sign that you might be lying. Finding that you’re not, he skeptically accepts the meal you made as you alternate watching over her and entertaining Titan–who’s far too chipper for a pup ready for bed. 

“Hey uh, wanted to apolog’ze for earlier”

“For what?!”

“Fer how I acted when you’re just helpin’ out.”

“Oh, it’s okay! I’m just happy no one’s hurt.”

“I’m also sorry for misjudging you. I think I had the wrong impression bout ya.”

As you continue to chat with the young dog man–Tank you both work together to finish up whatever chores his mom would usually do. Between you both Titan is convinced to finally get some sleep if it’s in your lap close to his mom. Tank suggests you stay over bashfully offering his bed if you need it. You decline, encouraging him to get some much-needed rest considering he was working on the farm tomorrow. 

“A-a-are you sure you don’t want to stay in a bed? I feel like it’s the least we could do.”

“No worries Tank, I’m going to watch over your mom until this fever breaks. Besides I don’t have the heart to move Titan now.”

“Fair I guess. Hopefully, I’ll see ya tomorrow?”

“Yeah if I’m not still here in the morning you can come to my place anytime.”

His fluffy tail wags a lot harder than he likes at that.

“R-really?”

“Yeah, anytime!”

With another ‘thank you’ he’s off to bed. It isn’t until sunrise that the fever breaks and the dog-hybrid mother is coming to. Assuring her that her boys and the food she left in the oven are not burning the house she calms down to thank you.

“Oh thank you thank you I don’t know what I would have done without you!”

Where you’ll have to fight her off from her barrage of kisses, hugs, and propositions to stay long enough for her to cook something for you to take home, as much as you wanted to stay and indulge in her acts of thanks, you missed your bed and it was plenty exhausting now that you were being spoken to positively. Convincing her that you were such a short drive away that she didn’t need to keep you too much longer and after promising that she and her boys were welcome anytime you could finally go home. 

“You promise?”

“Yes, Miss Tiffany I promise, anytime you’d like.”

“Just not now?”

“Yes, not now so please get some rest!”

Back in the comfort of your home, everything is more or less the same except for the recently obsessed friendly neighbors who make all the quiet time you used to have nonexistent. 

“Wake Up! Wake Up! Let’s play!”

“Egh Titan how did you get in here?”

“Through your doggy door!”

“But I don’t have one!”

“Now you do!”

Thus begins the first few to fall for the lone human in this hybrid town. Hardly shy about their newly discovered attraction as they fill their dull hours up with time next to you. Lucky them as your neighbors they’re the only ones privy to your addictive affection and comforting scent. 

“Oh! I was about to drive over to drop off Titan!”

“What a coincidence! We were just coming over to have dinner at yours!”

“Huh?”

“Well, you did say we can come and thank you anytime!”

“So we figured why not now!”

“In fact, maybe every week we come over to yours and you come over to ours!”

“I mean I guess-?”

“Wonderful Titan, Tank clear the kitchen I’m going to make this dinner the best yet!”

“Yes’m!” “Yes’m

The Dog hybrid family next door is all too eager to take up all of your time. Since the moment you moved in they’ve been eager to truly get to know you, woefully settling with the distant wafts of your scent during a favorable breeze. Unlike others in the town their curiosity for the human was a positive one blaming it on their all too friendly instincts they couldn’t deny the urge they got to close to the distance between you two. But alas everyone in the town was so averse to the idea they were pushed off the desire for far too long but after your sweet words and intentions, they’d be foolish not to return the affection. 

“(Y/n) if you’d like me to cut the grass, I don’t mind.”

“That’s really sweet, Tank but I told myself I wouldn’t allow myself to sit back and let others do all the work.”

His tail droops at that. “Ah I see.”

“But you won’t tell me to go away will you (Y/n)? After I made that doggy door and everything.”

“You just chewed a hole in my door and I’m not saying you can’t stop by Tank I just don’t want it to be because you’re doing more work.”

His tail is wagging a mile a minute again. “I don’t mind if it’s for you!”

With your canine hybrid neighbors so close it’s hard to forget you were ever left alone. Now quiet and sometimes confrontational trips are filled with at least one member of the family accompanying you. Willing to bargain at stores for you or impressively growl when the cashier’s being a tad too snippy. It does make you nervous when the tiny Titan politely asks the nosy bird-woman who had the nerve to whisper about you to a ‘nice chat’ in the alley between the store. Returning with tufts of feathers and blood in his baby teeth. Or how Mama Tiff will oh so politely mention her bloodhound heritage at the fox bullies that hang around your car. Or when Tank all too eagerly pulls you into his side when he finds you cornered by the snake librarian.

“Back off my human!”

After any confrontation, you’ll ask your questions. Head on or round about they’ll all only smile at you, tail wagging wildly behind them. As if they’re proud of the slight fear in your eyes when you ask what that was about.

“We just want to protect you! You are only human after all!”

Part 2: Coming Soon

An Honour to be Had - [Genshin Impact SAGAU] GN

blurb:

Imagine, being isaeki'd into miHoYo's most popular open-world rpg gatcha game and discovering yourself to be interpreted as Teyvat's most beloved All-Maker--a God above Gods, with even Celestia in the palm of your hands. You'd read fanfictions--FOR ENTERTAINMENT PURPOSES ONLY--so when you first arrived you promptly freaked the fuck out and stayed away from any form of civilisation. You'd hung out with the hilichurls and regisvines and other non-human mobs whom happily cuddled up to you and kept you fed, but you didn't stay in one place for long. However, you got lazy in Sumeru, loving the shade and the Aranaras and their music--that was your downfall. But not really, because it turns out you weren't being hunted. Eventually, after accustomising to your odd new life as Teyvat's Beloved (a title which you felt you very strongly did not need nor deserve), someway, somehow, the topic of your love life comes up. Of course, ensues much embarassment on your end, and much excitement from everyone else on the other.

cw: not edited, second-person-pov, teyvat simps over you, you are the most beloved as should be <3, [name] freaking out from being surrounded by such gorgeous people all the time, fluff, Mild Fontaine Quest Spoilers!

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Being the Beloved of Teyvat--you could not very well agree with being 'the Creator' seeing as you very well did not code and encrypt and design genshin, though you didn't deem yourself its 'beloved' either but whatever, you win some you lose some--was incredibly overwhelming.

Particularly at first, after having been fearful for your very life and sanity and then being thrust into the limelight of literally the entire world, but you've learned to make do.

Though at times still, it was intimidating. Constantly dining on only the finest, wearing the rarest (and sometimes impractical) jewels and cloth (of which now you've put on hold until festivals), and living in an ethereal estate situated in the middle of the waters bordering the lands of Liyue, Sumeru, and Fontaine.

You're duties--which, admittedly, was a slow learning process for you--consisted of overseeing the people of Teyvat. At first, you'd often times be thrown into the deep end with various meeting from Liyue Officials, Sumeru Sages, Inazuman Leaders, and all the like, wherein you kept to yourself unless directly spoken to (which was... all the time).

Eventually you'd eased into the life, speaking up for yourself and declaring the authoritive entities for each nation capable of their acts, henceforth relieving you of such meetings unless absolutely necessary.

Really, you just got bored and all the important politics and finesses they talked about stressed you out.

You were still given many reports to oversee, along with an almost never ending number of letters from both important figures and common folk whom hoped to either wish you well or seek audience with you.

Unlike in historic transcripts, this time (apparently) you'd decided to take a more hands on approach in your duties. This being adventuring the lands and meeting with the people in person.

Honestly though, your social anxiety killed you but you were too meek to say anything much about that. Besides, it got you out of just slinking around the esate (castle? Palace??) so, whatever.

You don't think you'd ever be able to wrap your head around the whole 'our holy creator' thing though.

If this is what being famous was like, you didn't want it.

You had no idea what these people liked about you, enough to keep worshipping you even after meeting normal old you in the flesh.

But... that wasn't for you to decide, you suppose. Odd as it is.

"Your Grace~"

You jerk up at the sudden voice, almost loosing your page in your surprise.

You look up to see Venti smiling at you with closed eyes and his familiar carefree smile, and you close your romance book with a light hum in acknowledgement.

"Lunch is served~ Come, come! The picnic's been all set out now!"

Your shy suggestion of a day out in the forests of Inazuma had been clearly heard and happily granted, wherein the Yashiro Commision itself volunteered to make themselves available to cater to you.

You dusted yourself off from the grass and make your way over with the unnecessary help of Venti clinging to your arm. But he looked so happy, so you didn't compain.

Having made your way past the tree line from the cliffs and into a natural clearing, you were surprised at the number of faces whom you saw.

You spot Zhongli, Ningguang, the Traveller (Aether), Paimon and Tartaglia, and Nahida and Kaveh alongside Tighnari, Cyno, and Nilou. Lisa and Kaeya were chatting over a glass of champagne, with Diluc and Jean politely keeping to themselves. The sight of Furina and Neuvilette gave you whiplash--you figured the latter would have been much too busy with Fontainian matters.

You think you spy Xiao keeping an eye on things somewhere in the trees.

What shocked you moreso was also the appearance of the Yashiro Commision representatives themselves, Ayaka and Ayato, accompanied by their ever helpful housekeeper, Thoma, and Yae Miko and Ei.

The small crowd gave you the jitters before Venti dragged you into the centre of it all, guiding you to a purposefully situated pile of pillows to sit on.

You follow graciously, bowing your head politely at everyone with a quiet greeting.

Everyone else regards you with much more flourish before taking seats themselves. Many other pillows were scattered around, though you saw Itto (who somehow managed to crash in) happily laying on his side on a grass edge.

You place your book on a pillow beside you, thanking Zhongli when he passes you a plate of fruits he's noticed you'd come to favour.

"Thank you," You start slowly after moments of deliberating how much courage you had left for the day, "for organising this. Uh, especially on such short notice. I really wouldn't have minded just setting things up myself."

"Think nothing of it, your Grace," Ayato inclines his head towards you with a warm smile, "it is our utmost pleasure, I assure you."

You nod slowly, "Mm. And... thank you, all, for uh, coming out, as well. You certainly didn't have to."

You sweatdrop slightly, glancing towards Zhongli who sips his tea contently without a single worry. You don't doubt he was the one spread the word, given his proclaimed title as your most devoted.

"Nonsense!" Kaveh bows towards you, "I'd accept any invitation to spend time with you, your Holiness."

Itto lets out a belch after downing one too many tri-flavoured skewers.

"Yeah! Besides, we love having you here!" He grins unabashedly.

You bite back a smile behind a glass of fonta. Itto is funny.

You spot Tighnari narrowing his eyes at him from his lack of manners. You snicker through a bite of sushi.

Yae Miko spies the book beside you and hums, "Oh? Is that a book from my publishment?"

You side eye the item, not so subtly pushing it behind you with a small nod. She doesn't let up.

"Ah, one of our better known romances! How delightful~"

You can't help but feel embarassed at the proclamation, shrinking at the number of eyes that snap to you with interest.

"You like to read, your Grace?" Neuvilette tilts his head curiously despite it being more of an observatory statement than a question.

"Yeah, it's a nice--pastime, of mine."

"Oh? What types of genres do you prefer?" Lisa inquires from her place on a decorative, plush euro cushion.

"You know," Yae leans forwards with a mischevious glint in her eyes, "it's implied that the types of books people read are what they desire, particularly in romance."

"Is that so?" Nilou blinks innocently, and Yae Miko hums affirmatively in response.

"Oh, how lovely!" Nahida claps her hands, "your Grace, what types of romances have you read? Which ones appeal to you the most?"

The eagerness of her expression makes you feel bad if you don't answer, but the expectant looks of the others makes you reluctant. You take an obnoxiously large mouthful of yakisoba and motion at your inability to speak.

"Or is it the love interests that intrigue you the most?"

You want to deadpan at Kaeya's implicit undertone.

You roughly swallow your mouthful of food, just managing to avoid borderline choking on it to dismiss everyone's prying, "It doesn't really matter."

"On the contrary!" Venti grins cheerily, "I'm sure it's safe to say that most of us are very curious about our Grace's most intimate interests~"

You eye him wearily before slowly shrugging--there isn't much to tell. Prior to your iseaki'd life you didn't really care to mingle, instead prioritising your studies and friendships over romantic relations. You'd heard that some people had the occasional crush on you, but you never really explored your own preferences.

And fictional characters do not count.

So, like hell you'd say anything about them to them.

"Uh, well, don't get excited. I don't really have anything to tell."

"What do you mean, your Grace?" Ei's gentle prying has you shrugging once more, "have you not previously aquired a suitable consort?"

"But your Holiness," Venti gasps dramatically, "you must have had plenty of suitors!"

You wince at his loudness, stressing over his words. Would they think you pathetic? Would they believe you to be a prude? Or that you had some sort of twisted whore like behaviour?

"N-No," You sweatdrop, "I don't think anyone had been interested in me long term, and I was more focused on my pursuits than anything."

"Truly?" Yae Miko hums, "then surely now you must be at a stage of yearning, yes?"

"I mean, I-I guess..? Wait. No--" You feel a sense of dread wash over you as soon as the words leave your lips. You didn't really even mean them in the first place, you just wanted her to drop the topic--

"Oh! Your Grace is looking for a spouse?" Nilou brightens, clasping her hands together estatically.

"Hang on--"

Diluc raises a brow, "Is that really any of our business?"

"--this isn't--"

"As their most trusted acolytes, yes, indeed it is," Zhongli sits up straighter, amber eyes glowing with a sharp (if not determined) glint, "it is my, moreso yet, our duty to ensure our Dearest Beloved has only the best whilst simultaneously adhearing to their needs and preferences."

"Then wouldn't it make sense for our Creator's beloved to be one of their most reliable acolytes?" Tartaglia's words strike a chord within the group, each individual going still while you sit there stressing on top your pile of pillows.

It wasn't long after that picnic when the news of Teyvat's Beloved seeking a partnership broke out. The incident spread like wildfire, alongside information about your less than experiences.

While some were awed at your purity, more made speculations about your witholding until your chosen, and others praised you for your prioritising your duties over oneself.

It really wasn't that deep, but whatever.

Soon enough scholars and akademics from everywhere began debating on the choice of your potential spouse, namely between yours closest and most faithful acolytes.

One of the archons would be the most obvious choice. Each with their own nation and wider prospects, the only subjugation between them and you was celestia--of course you'd pick one of the Seven!

The strongest contender was Liyue's Rex Lapis--one of the remaining from the original. Known by many revered names, whether it be the God of Contracts or the God of War, Morax is and always had been without a doubt one of the Creator's most devoted.

He is known to be one of (if not the) most attentive to you, at your beck and call however you please. And though your wishes are so too his without question, he is also most discernable with his wisdom and experience. Should you need a guiding hand or a pliant ear, both your caretaker and your spear, Morax is your first choice.

The Electro Archon's dedication to you is undoubtable, as proved with her ideals towards eternity. While some argue it is only her recent disposition that sits her in legence as a suitor, others agree that having the Raiden Shogun by your side is a clear sign of strength and resolve.

In this, many agree that having her as your chosen would very well place her people at ease. Your connection to Beelzebub implicates a more personal approach to her duties, solidifying the nation's current state of peace and leaving the Sukoku Decree as history.

Aside from Mondstadt, many were skeptical about the Anemo Archon's potential to being your chosen. He's an inactive Archon, and whimsical in nature. To Mondstadt however, it does make some sort of sense for him to be a suitor.

After all, what is freedom if demanded by a God? In this comes the freedom of choice. Barbatos, in his presence, while inactive, has never abandoned his people. With him as your lover, you are guaranteed both flourishing love and solidarity. He won't be your pillar, but he will be the gentle wind caressing your cheeks, and the refreshing breeze leading you forth and easing your worries.

The Hydro Archon, while technically no longer their Archon, is still up for debate as a suitor. While some disapprove of her being a choice, like the others, her devotion to you is absolute. Unlike the others, Furina is moreso a celebrity to her people than a figure of worship.

Choosing Furina signifies a life of luxury and limelight. Entertainment is her forte, so keeping you light-hearted and well loved would never be a problem with her as your chosen! With that, your relationship would establish a stronger presence of a God amongst people, exceeding beyond your duties as the Creator.

If not an Archon, mayhaps one of the nations Officials?

How about Mondstadt's Acting Grand Master?

Jean is very meticulous in her work, and incredibly diligent. Living up to her name as the Dandelion Knight, Jean is steadfast and strong willed without lacking empathy. Aside from her tendency to overwork, with you she would without a doubt find a way to better manage her time.

Not only would you teach her to treat herself kindly, but she too would reveal to you the love and care any mortal could only dream to have the privilege of showing their Beloved.

Liyue's Ningguang is another strong competitor. She has all the funds and luxuries she could offer teyvat's Divinity, with her you would no doubt be bathed and lavished in everything the land could possibly offer.

Though some of her time might be torn towards her work, her attention would be yours so long as you so much as breathe for it.

Many believe that none other than Inazuma's Yashiro Commissioner would be the most suitable choice. In a matter of both wealth and diligence, Ayato Kamisato has it all. Without a doubt would he cater to your needs and preferences, worshipping you as you deserve.

While his work is of utmost importance, his heart belongs to none else. Plus, the people of Teyvat can rest assured of your person's protection thanks to the Shuumatsuban.

But don't disregard Sumeru's Acting Grand Sage, Alhaitham.

Although aloof and forthright, Alhaitham offers much more than meets the eye.

Though he lives humbly, he holds much wealth to look after and spoil his Beloved. In addition, his work ethic and nature deems him quick to return to your side from whatever he was called away for. Effecient and effective, Alhaitham holds a much deeper admiration than he lets on.

This is evident through his attentiveness and intimidatingly accurate deductions and observations--though, that just makes him all the better choice for a suitor.

Now last, but certainly not least, Fontaine's Hydro Soveriegn, Iudex Monsieur Neuvillette.

Despite his reserved lifestyle, many have noted his gentle nature, particularly when in the company of the Melusines. With this, alongside his reverence in court, he is labelled as another much suited choice for their Grace.

Bound to live a fulfilling life in Neuvillette's care, his worship of you is evident, ensuring you a reliable shoulder and adoring partner should he be chosen.

If not any of them, well, you still have plenty of faithful acolytes to choose from!

Mondstadt contains many delegates and powerful influences. After all, Master Diluc is known as the city of freedom's most eligible bachelor. Strong and independent, aloof but not apathetic, Diluc would be sure to take care of you, whatever you may want or need.

Cavalry Captain Kaeya is another suitable candidate, alongside the Favonius Knights' Librarian, Lisa.

Both are romantic in their own rights, with Kaeya you're bound to be wine and dined with a side of suave sweet nothings, whereas Lisa offers a peaceful night in with open windows and flustering praises.

Outrider Amber is a well known face in Mondstadt! With her, your days would never be gloomy, the girl would do her utmost to keep you well taken care of and happy with your spontaneous adventures!

Looking at Liyue, there are many of whom desire your holy praise.

Within the bustling city is Keqing, Ganyu, Baizhu, and Yelan--all of whom would rightfully drop their work and serve their most Beloved to their utmost.

Outbound towards the plains and cliffs are the adepti pladged to Liyue, particularly, Xiao and Xianyun. Although they are in oath under Rex Lapis, even his orders may be overruled in favour of a simple contented sigh from their Grace.

Similarly in Inazuma, you have many at your beck and call.

Yae Miko is one of the strongest candidates in this area, closely followed by the Yashiro Commission's Shirasagi Himegimi, Kamisato Ayaka. Both are respectable figures, though with vastly differing attributes to cater to their Beloved's preferences.

Perhaps the Tenryou Commission's Kujou Sara, or the Divine Priestess Sangnomiya Kokomi? Moreover, there's General Gorou, and Inazuma's renouned detective Shikanoin Heizou. Even the young, wandering samurai Kazuha from the former Kaedehara Clan.

If you so truly wished, there is also the infamous oni, Arataki Itto, alongside the ever skillful Kuki Shinobu and Thoma--all of whom would stop at nothing to ensure their Grace's happiness and comfort for all their days.

Sumeru is certainly not short of devotees.

Take the ever illustrious Kaveh, who would spoil you with the sweetest words one could utter with his dedication to you, or the ever shining Nilou, who dedicates her elegant arts to you.

So too would many others be of suit to stand by your side: Cadance, Deyha, Tighnari, and Cyno, even the every so prickly Wanderer would be awed as your lover.

As it is in Fontaine, the people readily introduce Navia as a suitor, even the Duke of the Fortress of Meropide has proved to be a potential partner! Despite his intimidating stature, his ideals and desposition deem him worthy.

Ignoring public scrutiny, those within the Fortress positively root for their warden; Wriothesley would no doubt be one of the best suitors for their Creator.

Outwardly, no one really addresses Snezhnaya on the matter, but even then they have to admit that while no one other than that nation wants them to be chosen, they are indeed rather suitable candidates.

The Tsaritsa, for one. Formidable, strong, steadfast and ambitious, however, her people know her to be elegant and, while icy, her cold touch is known to sooth those of whom she cares for. Aside from Rex Lapis, and if not for her underground state of affairs, she would surely be one of the most preferred suitors.

Each to their own, even the Harbingers harbour the potential to be their Beloved's chosen. With the Eleven playing to their utmost strengths, the main few with the strongest potential are Pantalone, Il Capitano, Arlecchino, and Tartaglia.

But overall, that's all only to name some of the strongest contenders to be their Grace's chosen!

Oh boy...

Oh, but as much I hate those feminism-hating, men submitting trad-wives on social media, you just know a yandere would eat it the fuck up.

Like those misogynistic, tate fuckers? The gymbros? The so-called alpha males? They're lovestruck by a pretty little housewife who loves God and prances around the house in modest, yet cute clothes. They think she's adorable, makes them want to just protect her.

A reader like that, would give them a bad case of cuteness aggression. Probably for the best, honestly.

It's funny. Almost hilarious. Because a yandere like that would be so easy to manipulate. For a while, let's just entertain the idea of a trad-wife reader being two-faced. On the surface level, she's a pure, innocent little thing who just wants to stay home vacuuming and tidying up the house for her husband. But deep down.. she's really just playing it safe, you know?

I mean, she doesn't really want this life, per say. Her husband thinks it's in his nature to be dominant and doesn't believe in the government or vaccinating. To some degrees, it's bearable, but then he starts talking about how raw milk is the way to go and how his future children would surely be home-schooled.

And frankly, well, you start to think he's quite idiotic.

It was an arranged marriage. And while you were raised to be a traditional, submissive homemaker, you start to realise that this isn't what you wanted. Not what you'll ever want.

So from there? It's all manipulation and playing coy.

Just smile and bake him sweet pies. Live in to the chauvinistic fantasy he has fragmented and feed into his ego.

Now would you get spoiled? Realistically, no. But if it's a yandere? Hell, yes.

Only the most gorgeous diamonds for you, dear wife. And pretty ass dresses. If that isn't how usually dress... better change your style.

Coo into his ear as he comes home from a long day of work; rub his shoulders and press soft kisses to his jaw; call him your strong, dependable husband who you'd love forever.

1, 2, 3.. anddd, he's putty in your hands.

Tell him you'll take care of his children as he lavishes you in luxury. That new house by the seaside you wanted? Done. He'd prefer living in the countryside instead, but oh well. You're the future mother of his kids, of course you deserve the best.

And of course, discreetly continue to take your birth control pills.

Idk who these guys are BUT MAN THATS HOT

141 Men reacting to reader with very impressive size

Minors and Ageless accounts dni, I block as soon as I see it.

Cw: Crying, gagging, rimming, choking, rough sex, face fucking, slight puppy play, a bit primal, a dash of dominance, watersports (will have - so you can skip if you want), cum play/facials, picture taken, recording, sex bulge, overstim, sex toys, sir kink. Lemme know if I missed anything!

Gaz:

- At first he thought you were just joking around, didn’t believe you were 12 inches and as thick as a soda can.

- Was all smiles and taunts as he unbuckled your pants. “You don’t have to lie about your size, I’ll like you regard-“

- Even while soft, you were fucking massive. Instantly hushed him up, making you smirk down at him as your cock twitched.

- “What’s wrong, love? Thought I was small, yeah?” “Tha-that is not going to fucking fit.” “It will.”

- He searches the best and easiest positions for a virgin, because even if he isn’t he knows your cock is going to make him feel like one.

- But you’re sweet to him, letting him lay on his stomach as his hips are held up by a pillow. Kissing and rubbing his back, muttering softly into his skin. You take your time with him, making his body relax before you even begin. Making him melt into the bed, and trust that you’ll be gentle with him.

- Soft moans filling the air as you slowly eat him out, making his hands grasp the sheets as he spreads his legs a bit more. Grinds against your tongue, hole becoming just as lax as his body.

- Sighs in relief when you slowly add a finger to his hole, but groans when you pull your tongue away. You don’t add another finger until his walls go completely soft with the intrusion, adding more lube and slowly adding another, repeating the process.

- By the time you’ve worked him up to four fingers, his cock is a leaking mess and he’s panting. “Please! Just fuck me already!” He moans, biting his fist when you take out your fingers.

- Despite how relaxed his walls are, you take your sweet time putting in your fat tip. His eyes widening at how big it feels already, body shuddering in nervous arousal.

- By the time your just halfway in, he’s already breaking out in a sweat. Guttural moans leaving his lips as you stretch him open. “It-it’s too much! It-it’s not g-gonna fit!” He gasps out, feeling the way you decide to just slowly and continuously slide into him.

- Tears prick his eyes, but you give him time to adjust. Kissing his shoulders and the back of his neck as you lean over him. “I know, I know sweetheart. Just breathe through it, I won’t go until you’re ready.” You reassure him, feeling as he slowly starts to calm down and relax against the bed again.

- He starts to move his hips, soft gasps falling from his lips. Burying his face into the bed, gripping the sheets as he moves back slightly against you. And of course you let him do what he wants, kissing his back until he gives you the go ahead to use your cock.

- “Please, I’m ready!” He whines, moaning when you hold his hips still and reposition yourself to get a better grip.

- And he’s so tight around you, but his walls melt around your length. He wails when you start to fuck into him.

- “O-oh fuck! It-it’s too big! S-slow down! I c-can’t ta-take it!” Head tilted back as his hips move to meet yours, making you huff with amusement. “You can take it, you are.”

- But you do slow down, however, you keep your thrusts hard and deep. Grinding into his prostate, changing the angle of your hips to make sure he feels every inch of you slide against his prostate. Making him choke on his own spit, fat tears falling down his face.

- He cums just like that, crying and shivering at the feeling of your cock deeps in his guts. Making him feel like you’re hitting the back of his throat.

Price:

- Unlike Gaz, he wants you to make it hurt. Wants you to take him so roughly he forgets his own name. Gets on his knees the second you tell him your size, eyes already pleading as his shaking fingers pull down your pants.

- Grinds against his palm, only able to take a third of your length has his eyes rolling back. He pulls off grabs your hips, and demands “Make me take it, fuck my face.”

- So of course, you listen to your Captain. Grabbing the sides of his head and reveling on his gags. His fingers tightening on your hips as you bully your cock into his throat. Hips stuttering as inch after inch is fucked into him.

- By the time you’re fully into his throat, his nose nestled against your curls, his eyes roll back as he cums untouched. His throat tightens and vibrates as he moans around you, making you cum into his throat, forcing him to swallow.

- When you pull out, he coughs and wheezes. Teary eyes looking up at you with need, practically ripping off his clothes with an eager hunger.

- While he is a bit of a glutton for pain, you do make him take at least three fingers (when you would usually do four). Ignoring his huffing and grumbling. When he gets like this, grab his chin roughly and growl into his mouth. “I’m going to fuck you the way you want, but you will behave and take what I give you.”

- Makes him settle, makes him patient.

- Slide into him while you’re both standing, hand on his throat to make his back arch. Loves the way you force him to arch and slide into him in one long, burning, stretch. Makes him instinctively go on his tiptoes to slow you down, but don’t you dare. You tried at some point, and he growled. “Don’t you fucking dare.”

- Practically starts drooling at how full he feels, hand on his stomach as he groans. Don’t let him adjust either, just start fucking into him. Goes pliant in your hold against his neck. “That’s it pup, just need to be held by your scruff and fucked to stop barking. Yeah?”

- Makes him clench, and whine. Nodding desperately against your hand wrapped around his throat. Body jolting with each of your thrusts, knees weakening.

- You’re so thick and long, that when you let go of his neck and hold onto his shoulder, he looks down at his stomach and almost cums on the spot.

- He can see your cock, see as you slide out and thrust back in. Makes him reach a hand down to start stroking himself roughly.

- Even if you cum, or he cums, keep going. Keep going until he pisses himself, cock unable to spurt out another feeble load. Make him unable to think. Fuck him so good that he pisses himself. And if you are still hard, make him kneel in his puddle of piss and cum, and cum on his face. Rub your load into his skin and dirty his beard, and if you have to piss? Clean your cum up with it.

- Take a picture of him all dirty, kneeling in his own mess, eyes still teary. Gives the camera the biggest smile.

Soap:

- Drools the first time he sees it, and is instantly spreading his legs. He’s already plugged up and ready, just lube yourself and slide in… Even then the stretch makes him cry out, hands gripping your shoulders.

- He is a size queen, but even his biggest toys aren’t as thick or long as you. Makes him bite his bottom lip as his thighs tremble in your grasp. You really make him feel the stretch by fucking him on his back, holding the backs of his thighs to keep his knees against his chest. His blunt nails digging into your skin, moaning loudly at the sight of your cock disappearing in him.

- Record him, phone propped up to capture how you really fuck into him. Makes him louder when you say “Should send the recording to the lads, make them see how well you take my cock.” Has him fisting his cock quickly as he desperately nods, his hole clenching around you.

- Get a good shot of your cock fucking into him, he wants to see how his pink hole swallows every thick inch of you after. Turns him on when you both watch it later as he rides you.

- Flip him flat onto his stomach, hold yourself in a plank, and thrust. “D-deep! So deep!” Makes his eyes roll back and his jaw drop open, cock weeping as it’s trapped between his stomach and the bed. Gets so incoherent and loud that you have to push his head into the bed, making you readjust your position. Knees on the outside of his legs, hand on his head as you fuck into him. Makes him weep when you thrust in hard and deep.

- Cums from the friction of the bed and feeling of your cock practically hitting the back of his throat. His cock twitching back to life when you pull out and spread his cheeks to record his hole leaking your load.

Ghost:

- Actually gets intimidated by your size just like Gaz, but tries not to let it show.

- Was happily on top of your lap, grinding down as he kissed you. Pausing when he feels you start to harden.

“What the actual fuck, is that?”

- Takes him a bit of time to warm up, tense despite your assurances that you’ll go slow.

- It isn’t until you offer to let him ride you that he settles down and relaxes.

- Makes you prep him nice and slow, soft hums of pleasure building in his throat. Head rolling back as his thighs hold him up above your lap. Hips rolling down on your finger, strong calloused hands holding onto your shoulders.

- When he deems himself ready, he slowly sinks down onto your cock. Already shaking as just the tip breaches his hole, mouth falling open at the feeling.

“I don’t think it’s going to fit.” “You haven’t even gotten the tip in yet, try.” “Fuck.”

- He lets out a breathy exhale, trying not to gasp as the bulbous head slips in. He’s so tight it almost hurts, making you his and grab his hips, your feet planted firmly onto the floor.

- Low groans escape his mouth as he slowly sinks himself down, becoming low whines when he reaches the halfway point.

“I-I can’t.” “You can, you will. Just let gravity do all the work love, let go.”

- He nods, trusting you to hold his hips as he lets himself sink down. Slow his descent, and watch as his mouth drops open. Loud pants echoing in the air.

- When you’re finally all the way in? He crumples against you, resting his chin on your shoulder as he breathes harshly. His hands gripping your upper arms, as you can feel his hole spasm around you.

“Good job, Simon. You’ve taken it all, just relax for me. I’ve got you.”

- In that moment, something in him snaps. A warmth curling in his gut at your calming words and soft praise.

- Tears build up in his eyes, as he slowly begins to bounce in your lap. A low raspy “T-thank you s-sir.” Falls from his lips, turning into a wet moan when your grasp on his hips tighten.

- When he starts to whine, thighs trembling as sweat pours from his body, you take over by fucking up into him. His nails digging into your shoulders as he starts to babble.

“S-sir! Feel so fuck-“

- A loud whine interrupts his sentence when you grab the back of his neck and bring him down against your cock. Jaw slack as you bully your cock into him. When you begin to stroke his length?

“S-sir!” “There you are darling. Taking me so well.”

- Moans right into your mouth as he cums, tears falling from his eyes, body going lax in your lap.

- Makes you finish inside him, and stay put.

“I need to pull out to clean you up lov-“ “Who said we’re finished?”

Hi, I created a masterlist so it's easier to find something that you want to read

Rules

Everything I post is yandere but I will still put some trigger warnings just to be on the safe side. Also the links are in the order I posted them with some exceptions

Trigger Warning: Yandere, Obsessive behaviour, Possessive behaviour, Clingy behaviour, Manipulation, Kidnapping, Murder, Violence

Natasha, Himeko and Kafka's love language

Natasha comforting reader after a nightmare

Natasha, Himeko and Kafka kidnapping reader

General yandere March 7th

Natasha, Himeko and Kafka dealing with people searching for reader

Yanqing cuddling with reader

Blade interested in married reader

Caelus, Gepard, Blade and Jing Yuan with a witch reader

Natasha, Himeko and Kafka with the rules they set for reader

Asta traps reader on the space station

Gepard, Caelus, Luocha, Blade and Yanqing with pocky challenge

Jing Yuan, Dan Heng and Blade with reader favored by Yaoshi Part 2

Jing Yuan and Yanqing with adopted reader that joins Sanctus Medicus Part 2 Part 3 Part 4

Jing Yuan is jealous because Yanqing takes readers attention

Jing Yuan, Yanqing and Bailu with Qiqi reader

Jing Yuan falls for reader with husband and child during their vacation

Jing Yuan abusing his power as general

Seele and Bronya with a menace to society reader

Jingliu's childhood friend is dating someone

Blade when reader gets stockholm syndrome

Blade, Dan Heng, Himeko and Bailu with Nahida reader

Blade, Kafka and Silver Wolf with toddler reader

Himeko and Welt being parents to a Klee reader Part 2 Part 3 Part 4

Blade being jealous and wants Dan Heng's darling

Arlan with an anxious reader

Jing Yuan, Blade and Luocha with a reader that is a constellation from ORV

Blade, Dan Heng and Jing Yuan with shy teen reader with neglectful parents

Blade, Gepard, Jing Yuan and Welt with Bartender reader

Natasha dealing with a darling that almost escaped

Tingyun, Hook and Seele with Diona reader Part 2

Clara and Qiqi with a puppet (fnaf) reader

Jing Yuan with neglected wife reader Part 2

Blade and Dan Heng decides to share reader

Dan Heng, Jing Yuan and Luocha with a regressor reader

Natasha, Himeko and Kafka with autistic reader

Blade, Jing Yuan and Gepard with a reader that can summon powerful creatures

Headcanons for Serval

The difference between Stelle and Caelus

Dan Heng, Jing Yuan and Blade with a teen reader that's like Collei

Childe's love language

Serval and Gepard with Nahida reader

Jing Yuan and Yanqing with single mom reader and their child

Jing Yuan, Gepard, Blade and Caelus with maid reader

Blade with Mr Bean reader

Jing Yuan, Dan Heng and Gepard with vidyadhara reader that does not remember them

Bronya forces reader to love her

Gepard, Jing Yuan and Luocha as dad's

Natasha, Himeko and Kafka when reader becomes attached to them

Breaking up with Aether

How Childe, Hu Tao and Yae Miko would kidnap the reader

Blade and Jing Yuan when reader becomes marastruck

The difference between Dan Heng and Imbibitor Lunae

Silver Wolf as a jealous ex girlfriend

Arlan, Gepard and Sampo taking care of their partners newborn

Dan Heng, Blade and Sampo when darling fakes getting knocked out so they can get CPR

Herta and Bronya/Seele with a runaway teen

Childe, Blade, Zhongli and Jing Yuan punishing an escaped reader

Imbibitor Lunae wrapping his tail around reader

Stelle, Dan Heng, Himeko and Welt with Lumine reader

Jing Yuan going for Yanqing's mother and getting help from his student

Nahida with a motherly reader

Breaking up with Venti

Himeko Love Letter

Caelus and Stelle with reader who has racoon tail and ears

Blade, Jing Yuan, Welt and Luka with a reader who has a burn/scar Part 2

Kafka as a jealous ex girlfriend

Blade, Kafka and Silver Wolf with mute reader

Breaking up with Xiao

Childe with abyss lumine reader

Breaking up with Dan Heng

Natasha Love Letter

Breaking up with Blade, Kafka and Silver Wolf

Himeko, Kafka and Asta with a Stelleron hunter reader

Furina headcanons

Kafka with journalist reader

Paimon reader: Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 Part 5 Part 6 Part 7 Part 8 Part 9 Part 10 Part 11 Part 12 Part 13 Part 14

I hope you'll enjoy them😄

OOPS, SEEMS LIKE YOU LOST

— ꒰ synopsis ꒱ — after eagerly participating in a game, which albedo lost in the end, you‘re here to give him what he deserves.

— ꒰ word count ꒱ — 1.4k

— ꒰ warnings ꒱ — [ns]fw, gn! reader

It all started so lovingly, in midst a summer day, the both of you simply enjoying a game together, drinking some tea and appreciating each others company if it wasn’t for a certain thought playing across your thoughts again.

speaking of that, once you got the rather intriguing idea, —while playing cards with albedo—, you figured: what if you challenge him and if he loses the game against you, he's obliged to do whatever you want him to do, for one whole night. Hmm, you were humming to yourself and weren't certain if he'd really say yes to that little thought of yours.

It's not as if he wasn't open to new things, —you knew that wasn't the case—, but still, would he simply just trust you like that? Short answer: yes, yes he would. It's been hours now since Albedo lost the game (three times), you were so goddamn good at. Not to mention that prior to your little play game you did ask him if he was okay with practically giving himself to you if he loses.

"yes, I trust you wholeheartedly." was his reply in such a nice tone, if only he knew what you wanted to try out tonight, which he certainly will manage to figure out later once you have him spread over the bed, his hands turning into fists and grabbing hard onto the bedsheets underneath the both of you.

You're denying him of yet another orgasm, "you're doing so well, love." saying that with a wink, you cooed against the shell of his ear. Albedo was far gone at this point, finding it hard to breathe as past tears stained his blushed cheeks and complimented his fucked out face so nicely, — he’s imagining how it would feel to cum on your hands right now—, truly, what a sight to behold.

you weren't done with him yet though, because you wanted to make him cum, you really did. There's just this one technique of yours you'd love to try out tonight, a little something you knew would result in him unraveling completely in front of you. "baby." he's whining, twisting and turning as he felt you touch his abused cock again, lazily stroking it for him.

"Hmm." you just hummed your answer, far too into your thoughts on what you were going to do next, "do you want to cum, baby?" you wouldn't dare to ask him that right now, —he thought to himself—, he's been waiting to cum for ages after all! "yes." his chest rising and falling heavily while his heart beat times faster than a normal amount. After feeling you gradually pick up on pace he let out a defeated sigh, beaming his eyes at you and archons were they adorable, too cute to be true almost. "Please." whining and wiping away the corners of his eyes to get rid of the blur, "yes please."

"of course, you know i love you." you tapped his thigh lightly to signal him that it was about time he could surely release now. Simply stroking him harder and pumping his cock with your hand. Albedo, —who was swallowing down a whimper—, arched his back to feel your touch even more and meet your movements halfway, biting back a whine when he felt a new climax building deep inside his gut and threatening to break again. "don't deny me of any pleasure." he's forcing himself to look at you, "please." directly reaching over to hold your wrist with his hand but you swatted it away regardless.

"oh!" you suddenly exclaimed, a dark undertone accompanying it, "you mean like this?" suddenly stopping fisting his cock completely, —hand still holding onto him—. "no no no." he's so sweet and desperate right now, you wanted to relish in that much longer but you really didn't have anymore time until he'd lose his climax completely.

"you lost three times." approaching him so your lips would be against his face now, gaze meeting his pathetic own. Your warm breath brought shivers down his spine when he swallowed hard, couldn‘t recognize the last time you were this dominant with him. You're beginning to pump him again, —faster now—, so he won't be able to lose his orgasm, "Please!" he's chanting that particular word over and over, —still confused on what you were doing— and in hopes you'd see his desperate state.

"three times." your hand gesture coming to an end again, grabbing tight against his abused tip but completely holding still. "fuck." groaning and spatting almost, while his hand finally got a hold of your wrist, the grip around it harsh.

he was trying to pump himself with your hand now but you were more than delighted to rip his hand away another time. "two." you told him when increasing the fisting of his cock again, this time faster than prior. "Ah. fuck. fuck." his back was arching violently now, head thrown back and mouth agape as albedo's arms looped around your body to desperately hold against something, anything would do now, really.

it was way too much, couldn't even feel his lower half anymore. His knees shaking and an almost downright pornographic expression written all across his skin. Fuck, he was so fucked out it was almost silly, you never saw him that way and wondered if he ever wants to try this another time. Lets hope he won‘t actually punish you someday for your little stunt tonight.

"how are you feeling?" you shyly asked, batting your eyelashes at him while your fist grabbed stronger against his tip to keep his orgasm deep inside his gut.

ypu waited a few seconds for him to reply but albedo simply wasn't able to anymore, at this point he was just a panting moaning mess, desperately holding against you to make him cum, unconsciously rutting against your hand that had him in a tight grip again.

he would flutter his eyes open every now and then to look at you through under his wet lashes, biting down onto his quivering lip in the process, "aw." your mouth finding their way next to his face again, "you've been so good." your sentence barely a whisper, "here's your reward.", licking and sucking roughly on his earlobe as a starter while he could obviously feel the big grin displayed on your face, "one."

now, coming to an end, you increased your pace to your limits, squeezing him tighter as you followed his movements, meeting his weak pathetic rutting halfway.

"yes." he's chanting again, "yes, yes." a pathetic smile turned visible across his abused lips, which he had chewed on countless times before. Albedo lolled his head back to the side, hazy expression and resting against your warmth while you were working so hard right now to please him.

"i’m so close." he looked up at you, his eyes half-lidded and fucked out, mouth parted with whiny groans escaping his lips. You started fucking his length stronger and harder, tightening around him and twisting your fist whenever you'd feel his tip brush against your hand.

"a-archons, fuck." he managed to spit out, a combination of skin on skin echoing through the room while his groaning was loud against your ear, albedo's hands desperately clawing on your skin as he could feel the knot deep inside of him break.

your gaze fell to his cock that was twitching violently now, thick sprouts of white coating your whole hand as he threw his head back, eyes scrunched shut with small tears running down his cheeks, finally emptying his balls to their limits. A moment later his body collapsed into the sweat stained sheets, breathing and moaning out the most angelic sounds. He was in his afterglow glory now, skin shining from all the sweat that was decorating his body almost downright pornographically.

albedo was still sensitive though, the second you turned back to lick off his juices from both your hand and his cock, he couldn't help it but jerk against you.

but that didn't really matter anymore, he could rest now and you didn‘t mind. "you did so good baby." you exclaimed breathlessly yourself, lovingly slurping on his seed and making sure to taste and swallow everything he gave you. All he could do now was nod weakly, mind threatening to blank out but he didn‘t care because he finally came all over your hand, just like he imagined it.

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In Silence (Kazuha x Reader) PART ONE

𝗔/𝗡: 𝗶𝗺 𝘀𝗼𝗿𝗿𝘆 𝗵𝗲'𝘀 𝗷𝘂𝘀𝘁 𝘀𝗼 𝗰𝘂𝘁𝗲

𝗣𝗮𝗿𝘁: 𝗼𝗻𝗲 || 𝘁𝘄𝗼 || 𝘁𝗵𝗿𝗲𝗲 || 𝗲𝗽𝗶𝗹𝗼𝗴𝘂𝗲

𝙒𝙖𝙣𝙩 𝙩𝙤 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙙 𝙢𝙤𝙧𝙚? ⇒ 𝙈𝙖𝙨𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙡𝙞𝙨𝙩

𝙟𝙤𝙞𝙣 𝙢𝙮 𝙙𝙞𝙨𝙘𝙤𝙧𝙙 𝙨𝙚𝙧𝙫𝙚𝙧?

The boy sits alone

Whenever coming through and from Liyue Harbor, Captain Beidou would always make an effort to stop by your family home. 

The house has been passed down in your family for generations. It’s right on the water with its own little dock. From the little fishing boats to the stables and the barn, everything had been built by hand and improved upon over time. Wings had been added to make accommodation for your ever-growing family. Wood planks are replaced again and again as they grow old and grow rotten. Built-up and built again, through storm and fire. Trial and Error. Sickness and Health.

Otherwise, out where you lived, it was peaceful. The nearest neighbors were always just a speck in the distance- too hear but close enough to know they’re there. In fact, just the sound of the sea, the birds, and the wind keep you company. Hardly anyone came to visit out here. It was a two-day trip by horse to Liyue Harbor. But on the clearest nights, your grandmother swears she could see the lights. 

The next day, Captain Beidou and the Crux would always appear on your docks. 

It’s always midday. Always with just enough time to clean the kitchen after lunch. And as your family lines up outside your home, Captain Beidou would always greet your grandparents first- bowing at them respectfully. Next, she would turn to your parents- offering a more than generous stack of Mora that they’d humbly reject (every time) before she eventually made them cave and accept it (every time). Then she’d smile at you and say, “You looking out for your crew, kid?” 

And then you’d frown and remind her how you’re hardly a kid anymore considering you’re the oldest of nine, but you know your words will never change the image she has of you. After that, she’ll produce something shiny yet durable for your siblings to fight over and enter your home for a home-cooked meal and speak with your parents and grandparents about all she needs to know about her next journey. And while your grandfather would chatter about what his fishing buddies said and your mother would gossip about what she heard from the neighbor’s son, the crew of the Crux would stay outside with you. In between playing around with your siblings, they would ruffle your hair and ask to exchange stories with you. While there was hardly a dull day as one of Captain Beidou’s very own, your eight little brothers and sisters proved to be worthy adversaries to just how crazy the life of a pirate is. 

When they leave, it’s under a pitch-black sky and a big, bright, beautiful moon. Your siblings will always try to stay up long enough to see the Crux sail off, but they never get the chance. In the end, it’ll always be you, your parents, and your grandparents watching them off into the night. You stay on the docks, watching them go longer than your grandfather. He walks off muttering about how he has a chill in his bones. You stay longer than your mother, who needs to deliver a round of goodnight kisses before she heads off to bed. And when she delivers a peck to your forehead, your father decides that it’s now a good time to head inside too- to clean up and to join your mother in the comforts of their own bed. You and your grandmother stay and watch the lights of the brilliant boat disappear into the distance. And when all sound of the boisterous crew is silenced by the distance, you offer up a quick little prayer to the Archons for a safe voyage. Then you turn to your grandmother, grab her hand, lead her inside and send her off to bed. That is how things have always been. 

But in hindsight, you should have known this time would have been different. Because for a moment, last night…

…you swore you could see the Harbor too. 

~

When you woke up this morning, the sun had just barely peaked its head above the waves. The sky was a glorifying blue that faded into almost sea green color as the minutes crept by. You weren’t sure what woke you up. But all you knew was that you couldn’t fall back asleep. The house was dead silent. Not a soul was up- not even your two youngest brothers who insisted on sleeping in your bed last night to fight off the big, scary hilichurls in their bad dreams. So without much thought, you found yourself shrugging your blanket off and creeping out of your room to venture further into your house.

You don’t know what possessed you to immediately look out the windows facing the water. But you’re glad you did. Because despite the heavy morning fog that blanketed the sea during the early hours of the day, you were able to see it. The Crux. Sailing right towards your home. 

And never have you ever seen them arrive this early.

Without hesitation, you got to work. It’s a whole ordeal waking your family and preparing them for today. Your mother sends the second eldest, your younger sister sprinting up a nearby hill to fetch your father. He stayed the night at a neighbor’s house, helping them with their latest carpentry projects while you all slept. Meanwhile, your mother employs you to help her bathe and dress your siblings before sending you off to tend to your daily duties in a hurry. At the same time, your grandparents take over in the kitchen, giggling to themselves about how they haven’t had to run around like this since they were newlyweds. 

In between bites of breakfast, your siblings help you check up, feed, and count all the animals. It’s a little hard when all the little ones want to do is pull on the dog tail’s and the older ones are more content with the idea of watching the ducks swim around in lazy circles rather than taking care of them. But one quick threat about a time-out the entire time the Crux is here just so happens to be more than enough to get the remaining seven of them into shape. By the time your chores are over, your father and sister had returned with enough time to wash up and grab a little something to eat, only two of your siblings had to change their shirts and clean their faces again, and all the animals are accounted for. Although, you did count one more cat than you had yesterday. But that’s a problem for later. 

Because you could see the serious look on Captain Beidou’s face even before the anchor had lowered. 

~

There was a boy standing next to Captain Beidou. 

She bowed at your grandparents like always. Her brown hair flowing lightly behind her as the sun caught against the gold accents on her clothes as she paid her respect to them. Then, she turned to your parents with the bag of Mora. It had never been this full before. This time, your parents took it with a silent nod. There was no back and forth. There was something that needed to be done. She turned her attention to you and ruffled your hair. She didn’t call you kid this time, but that was okay. 

Because there was a boy standing with Captain Beidou. And you had a feeling his appearance meant that she needed you to be an adult now. And that was okay. 

Your siblings take that as an opportunity to rush her and the strange boy. The little ones, unused to strangers, flock to Captain Beidou and peek at the newcomer between her legs. As for your older ones, they hesitantly approach the boy, not-so-subtly gawking at his appearance. They reach out, almost as if they were going to touch him- to see if he was real- when your grandfather shakes his head with a stern expression on his face. There was something that needed to be done. 

With that look, Captain Beidou follows your parents and your grandparents inside the house. Your siblings now distract themselves with the usual members of The Crux (who seem a little more purposely energetic than they should this early in the morning) and you’re left watching the backs of the five people you respect the most disappear into the house. Before the door closes, Captain Beidou purposely stops and looks at you. 

When you catch her gaze, she stares long and hard before flicking her to the boy who stands beside you in complete silence. The kid she used to see in you is gone. She needs the oldest of nine now, and you’re more than willing to do anything for her- especially if it involves your family. Finally, she turns around and steps through the doorway, letting the door slam shut behind her. Your siblings aren’t fazed by the loud bang caused by the heavy wooden door. Neither are the members of the Crux and the boy beside you. And to be honest, you aren’t either. 

But the shouting is what catches you off guard. Because the walls to your old, old home are very thick. But there are cracks here and there. And those cracks allow for the words to escape. Words like “Fugitive” creep underfoot while the word “Samurai” escapes through the window. The word “Vision” travels to the chimney just to meet your ears. And the name “Baal” makes its grand entrance by the usage of all the little chips in the walls- the very same ones that let in the cold at night. But the grandest word of them all does not bother to hide themselves. Instead, it just allows itself to be bellowed in a great, big mighty roar. And that’s what scares you. 

Because never have you ever expected the word “Inazuma” to exit your front door as you watch on in silence.