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Yandere Venti being jealous of Zhongli because Darling is in love with him and him only see Venti as "cute" and "adorable" see's Venti as a little brother not at all she's attracted Darling is simply memorized by Zhongli ((who could blame her))

Who could?? I couldn't 😌

Shout out to my bestie for keeping me motivated!

⚠WARNING⚠:Yandere tendacies, non-con, unprotected sex

The warm breeze of Mondstadt’s early spring filled the air, carrying the delicate aroma of blooming dandelions. You stood at the edge of Windrise, the towering oak tree casting a playful shadow over your figure. Venti sat perched on one of its sprawling roots, his lyre resting lazily in his lap. The soft hum of a tune died on his lips as you spoke, your voice tinged with excitement.

“Zhongli is incredible, don’t you think? He has this timeless wisdom... and the way he speaks—it’s like poetry in motion.” You smiled, your eyes distant as though picturing the Liyue Archon right there before you.

Venti’s fingers froze mid-strum. His usually carefree expression faltered for just a moment, but you didn’t notice.

“Ah, yes,” he said, forcing a laugh that came out a little too light. “Old man Zhongli... He certainly has a way with words. Probably from all those centuries of rehearsing.”

You chuckled, taking his comment as harmless jest. “Dont be so mean,” you replied, playfully nudging him. “Besides, I find his company really comforting—like he understands things on a deeper level.”

Something in Venti’s gaze shifted, the glimmer of mischief fading into something darker. He tilted his head, the playful breeze that always seemed to follow him growing still. “And what about my company?” he asked, his voice softer now.

You blinked, turning to look at him properly. “Yours?”

“Yes,” he said, his teal eyes locking onto yours. There was something unnervingly intense about his stare, like he was trying to read every thought in your mind. “Do you find my company comforting?”

“Of course I do,” you replied, brushing it off with a smile. “But it’s different. You’re like a little brother to me, Venti. I know I can always count on you to make me laugh when I’m feeling down.”

The words landed like shards of glass. Venti’s smile remained, but his grip on the lyre tightened until his knuckles turned white. A little brother.

The breeze stirred again, colder this time, wrapping around you like a warning. Venti’s voice was light as he said, “I see. It’s good to know how you see me, Y/N.”

There was something unnerving in the way he said your name, the casual affection you were so used to tinged with something sharper. But before you could reply, he sprang to his feet, his cheerful façade slipping back into place.

“Well then! Shall we return to Mondstadt?” He beamed, slinging the lyre over his back. “The taverns won’t empty themselves!”

You hesitated but nodded, brushing off the odd tension as nothing more than your imagination. Yet, as you walked ahead, Venti lingered behind, his gaze fixed on you with a mix of longing and possessiveness.

‘..She likes Zhongli..’ the thought repeated in his mind like a haunting melody. His carefree smile faltered for a moment, replaced by a shadowed scowl. But that’s okay... I’ll show her just how much better I can be.

As you and him returned to the town of Mondstadt he wanted to show you something ‘special’ making you laugh “oh? Sure what do you got in mind?” He would only giggle as he lead you to and up the statue of his, making you nervous since it is high up.

It was when you wasn't looking he approched, just as quick and quiet as the wind

“You love me right Y/N?” He asked sweetly before pushing you on your back against the hands of the statue, making your race race as he pine you down.

"Baby, I’d play my lyre until my fingers bled if it made you smile. Now, tell me—would you bleed for me?" He spoke in such a sweet tone as if this was a romantic evening yet it was far from it. He didn't wait for you to answer

“of course you would, my windblume, precious Y/N..no more speak of that.. Old lizard” still stinging at his heart

"Why let his name linger on your lips, my windblume? Am I not the only melody you need to sing?" His free hand downs while the other held your wrists as you struggled

“Venti- what-” “shhh don't speak, I'm the archon here~” with that you felt your lips become dry and couldn't speak as if he commanded your voice to be taken.

His soft but cold hand pulls and rips at your clothing, discarding them on an unsuspecting mondstadter walking late night.

His thumb rolls over her nipples wanting them to perk up, a sick but sly smile plays on his lips “so soft.. And so sweet too, as I expect from my windblume~” his lips connect with your breast, licking and swirling his tongue around it before biting it making you squirm.

Slowly his hand made its way down to your pussy, feeling and rubbing the slit, wanting to create more slick, after all it'll be harsh to go in dry.

“Go on my windblume, show me how much you love me~” pulling his already hardened and twitching cock out he rubbed it against her growing slick, making the head occasionally pop in before slipping back out with a slight whimper, he couldn't help himself he's been dreaming of this. As he presses the tip against your wet hole you squirm and try to speak but nothing comes out as he giggles

“Too late~” before pushing into you, pushing all the way to his hips, savoring the feeling with a beautiful moan he starts to rock his hips. As his hips start to buck faster you could see his elemental marks glow as he couldn't help but drool.

"Please, my windblume, say it—say you love me. I need to hear it, need to feel it. Tell me I’m the only one in your heart, or I might just break without you." He pants and moans out as he held your wrists with a tight grip, for getting his spell he out on, it didn't matter, he couldn't hold back his ‘love's for you, his cock twitching delightfully before gushing cum into your womb, his hips stayed against yours as he held you in a loving embrace, whispering bittersweet promises to you

“Even if the winds carry you far, I’ll follow, no matter where you go. Even if it hurts us both, I’ll never let you go."

HIIIIIII

I was wondering if you could do a part 2 or another Invader Zim oneshot or more headcanons. Only if you want to though!!

Ofc! 🥰 I'll do some headcanons this time❤

With the encouragement of my bestie I thought some up! @hitomisuzuya

⚠WARNING⚠: pregnancy and birth

Discovery and Early Reactions:

Confusion and Pride:

When Zim first realizes you're is pregnant, he might initially be baffled, even skeptical, as Irkens don’t usually reproduce in the same way. However, once he accepts it, he would be immensely proud, convinced his offspring will be the most superior smeet to ever exist.

Over-the-Top Protection:

Zim takes “protective” to a new level. He creates a series of bizarre gadgets designed to monitor the reader’s health 24/7, though they’re often uncomfortable or impractical. He insists on monitoring every little change, always declaring, “Your body must be in peak condition to produce the ultimate smeet!”

Clumsy Affection:

Despite his usual intensity, Zim tries to show small moments of gentleness, which are new for him. He’ll bring you strange Irken "snacks" he thinks are nutritious and will hover, awkwardly patting their head or shoulder to show he cares.

Preparing for the Birth:

Bizarre Nursery Set-Up:

Zim insists on building the perfect environment for their smeet, filling it with strange Irken technology and gadgets designed for optimal “growth and supremacy.” He even tries to make a “conqueror's crib,” filled with oddly shaped toys that resemble weapons, thinking it’ll prepare the smeet for a powerful future.

Irken "Rituals":

Zim talks about mysterious Irken rituals (which may or may not be real🤨) that are supposed to bring strength and resilience to smeets. He tries to adapt these rituals for you, such as making her chant Irken phrases or wear specific colors he claims have “cosmic significance.”

Obsession with Training:

Even before the smeet arrives, Zim speaks to your belly about their child’s future in conquest and Irken greatness, trying to give the smeet a “head start” in Irken knowledge, which might actually involve him ranting about the basics of invasion and tactics.

During the Pregnancy:

Constant Check-Ins and Worry:

Zim insists on checking in constantly, often in the most inconvenient ways. He’ll zap in out of nowhere, demanding updates on how the “human incubation process” is going, occasionally fussing over things he doesn’t understand but insists on controlling anyway.

Mood Swings and Patience Tests:

Zim is unused to human emotions and struggles to understand your mood swings. He tries to help but occasionally slips up, saying things like, “Stop your nonsensical crying, human! You’re growing an unstoppable warrior!” He ultimately tries to be patient, though his methods are often clumsy.

The Birth:

Over-the-Top Birth Plan:

Zim creates an entire “operation plan” for your labor, involving dramatic entrances, lasers, and Irken technology he insists will “ensure victory in birthing!” However, most of it is impractical, and when the moment arrives, he has to abandon his plans and just be there.

Unexpected Softness:

As their smeet arrives, Zim might find himself unexpectedly overwhelmed with emotions he’s never felt. He stares at his tiny offspring with wide eyes, not fully understanding his reaction but feeling an instinct to protect this little being.

Adjusting to Fatherhood:

Zim tries to teach their smeet the ways of Irken glory from day one, but he’s occasionally gentle in his own way. He awkwardly holds his smeet close, talking to them about “conquering inferior worlds” and bonding with his offspring in his own intense, proud way.

can i get smut headcanons or a one shot for Invader Zim?? I’ve been looking in the dark web (wattpad and tumblr😔) and can’t find any :(

feel free to take your time, and stay hydrated and healthy!

Ofc! There is a lack of Zim content 😭 I written a one shot for Zim! Been awhile but hope I'm still as good 🥺

Fem! Reader x Zim

⚠WARNING⚠:Abduction, Ovipositor, breeding, Eggs, Smut

Zim skulked around his laboratory, his large, crimson eyes narrowed as he scanned his control panel with a devious focus. A recent wave of human interactions had sparked a new curiosity in him: “pairing” was something entirely foreign to Irkens. They were made for conquest and war, with no distractions or attachments. And yet, he saw it in humans everywhere—such bonds, so distractingly nonsensical, so… intriguing. How had these Earthlings managed to thrive with so much… emotion?

And then there was you.

Zim had observed you with interest, though you were quite unlike that Dib human with his ridiculous obsession with proving Zim’s “alien-ness.” No, you were different. Your fascination with extraterrestrial life was genuine, without that irritating need to capture or expose. It was peculiar, almost foolishly open-minded… but it had given him an idea.

“Gir!” Zim called out, his voice sharp but with a hint of excitement. Gir appeared out of nowhere, somersaulting into view with his usual enthusiasm.

“Yes, my lord?” Gir squeaked, holding a taco he’d somehow acquired without leaving the base.

“Prepare the ship!” Zim declared, his eyes gleaming. “We have a mission of… abduction!”

Gir’s eyes sparkled. “Ooooh! Abduction! Who we grabbin’, Zim? Is it the big-headed boy?” he asked, bouncing up and down.

“No, no, no!” Zim scowled, gesturing wildly. “This human isn’t a pest like Dib! This one… this one actually seems to like aliens!” He hissed the last word as if it were the strangest revelation in the world.

Gir gasped, his eyes widening. “They like aliens?” He threw his arms around Zim in excitement. “Yay, new friend!”

Zim pushed him off, huffing in irritation but unable to hide a smirk. “Yes, yes! Now, enough hugs! We must do this with precision and stealth!” He climbed into his tiny spaceship, Gir clambering in beside him, still clutching his taco and humming with glee.

Moments later, you were standing in your room, stargazing through your window, unaware of the ship descending toward your neighborhood. You’d always loved the idea of life beyond Earth, imagining what otherworldly beings might be like. But as Zim’s ship hovered silently above your house, you would soon realize that reality was much stranger than anything you could have imagined.

Before you knew it, a soft green light engulfed you, lifting you gently off your feet. Your heart raced, a mix of terror and excitement flooding your senses. This was it! A real alien abduction!

As you ascended toward the ship, you could just make out a tiny green figure with large, bug-like eyes and a big, gleeful smile—accompanied by an even smaller robot in a dog costume, waving excitedly at you.

“Welcome, human!” Zim announced triumphantly, his voice echoing dramatically. “You are now in the presence of ZIM! Fear not! I have no intentions of dissecting you… yet!”

Gir skipped around you, giggling uncontrollably. “Hi! Do you like tacos? Can we be best friends?”

Zim groaned. “Gir, compose yourself! We have a mission of SCIENCE!” But he couldn’t help glancing at you with curiosity, taking in your surprised but delighted expression. Humans were strange indeed—but maybe, just maybe, this one would help him understand them.

The base was strangely quiet as Zim guided you into a sterile-looking room, dimly lit by a few screens blinking erratically on the walls. He moved with an almost uncharacteristic calm, but his crimson eyes were alight with that manic curiosity that you’d seen in him before.

“Sit there, human,” he commanded, gesturing toward a peculiar-looking chair. You hesitated, noting the odd assortment of machinery surrounding it, each piece connected to the chair by tangles of wires. Zim’s expression held an unsettling intensity as he fussed with a few dials, muttering to himself, “Fascinating… so very odd, these humans…”

When he glanced back at you, his tone softened, though his voice still carried a slightly condescending lilt. “You should be honored, human! You are about to assist ZIM in unlocking the mystery of human ‘pairing’… and whatever purpose it may serve.”

He leaned in, examining you with those unnervingly bright eyes, his face far too close for comfort. “Humans are curious creatures… forming attachments for no strategic purpose, no tactical advantage,” he said, as if the concept itself was a foreign toxin. “And yet—there is something to it, isn’t there? These attachments… these connections you cling to.”

The alien strapped an odd, dome-shaped helmet over your head, wires dangling from its sides, some with tiny electrodes that pressed lightly against your temples. As he adjusted the helmet, he continued his monologue, almost to himself. “You Earthlings cling to each other, not because you are forced to… but because you want to. And I, the all-powerful Zim, intend to understand it.”

He adjusted a monitor beside the chair, the screen casting a soft glow over his face. “Prepare yourself, human! Zim shall now probe the depths of your mind.” His words would’ve sounded threatening if it weren’t for the strange fascination in his voice, as though he himself was teetering on the edge of some grand revelation he didn’t quite grasp.

With a flick of his clawed finger, Zim activated the machine. You felt a soft hum, a gentle pulsing of light from the monitor. The screen before him began to flash images—scenes of people embracing, holding hands, sharing close moments. As each image blinked by, Zim’s expression shifted from smug triumph to bewilderment.

“These… interactions…” he muttered, eyes narrowing. “Why would a creature seek such vulnerability? Why rely on… on another for comfort?” He practically spat the word, as if he couldn’t comprehend its meaning, and yet… something in his expression softened. His gaze flicked from the screen to you, eyes probing, intense. “Explain it to me,” he demanded, though his voice was quieter than before. “Why does your kind… choose this?”

The screen continued its cascade of images, and for a fleeting moment, Zim’s façade of unbreakable ego faltered. You could see the alien’s frustration—yet also a trace of reluctant curiosity, as if something in him was drawn to this strange phenomenon, against his own programming.

To make the setting feel more intimate while keeping Zim in character, you could gradually shift the focus from his cold, clinical approach to something that intrigues him on a more personal level. This builds tension naturally, as Zim becomes less of an “alien scientist” and more genuinely curious about you as an individual. Here’s how you could make that transition:

Zim stared at the screen, silent, as images of human intimacy—hands interlocking, gentle touches, close gazes—flashed across it. His intense eyes flicked back and forth, analyzing each scene with a growing sense of perplexity and, perhaps, the slightest hint of intrigue. For a few moments, he was still, deep in thought.

Then, as if reaching some decision, he abruptly turned the machine off. The room fell into a quiet hum, leaving only the faint glow of the monitor lighting the space between you.

Zim’s gaze shifted to you, his eyes a little softer, though still guarded. He spoke, his voice lower, more thoughtful than before. “These attachments…” he began, his usual confidence giving way to something almost hesitant, “are all a… choice? A decision you make?”

You nodded, unsure where he was leading with this question. He tilted his head, his antennae twitching as he continued to study you with that intense curiosity, but now it seemed more directed at you than the concept of “human pairing” itself.

“Humans willingly place themselves in such vulnerable situations,” he muttered, more to himself than to you. He took a hesitant step closer, his gaze flickering over you with both fascination and wariness. “They seek comfort… and understanding?” He sounded almost skeptical, as if he couldn’t quite believe that such things could be desirable.

The silence between you grew. Zim, though he usually carried himself with sharp arrogance, now seemed conflicted, unsure of how to proceed. You could sense his curiosity deepening, yet he was clearly out of his element.

“What would it…” His words trailed off, and for a moment, he just stared, a hint of vulnerability in his expression. “What would it mean,” he tried again, “for an Irken to… to attempt such an interaction?”

He sat down across from you, for once lacking his usual commanding posture. Instead, he looked almost… uncertain, a question in his eyes that he couldn’t quite bring himself to ask aloud.

“Explain it to me,” he whispered, his voice unusually soft, “this need to understand each other, to… to feel close.”

The quiet hum of the base faded into the background, leaving just the two of you in the dim glow. Zim’s sharp, alien features softened slightly in the shadows, and for the first time, he seemed to be listening, truly listening, waiting to hear your answer. This shift, subtle yet deeply personal, began to dissolve the clinical walls of his laboratory, creating a rare, vulnerable space for both of you.

“it's.. Hard to explain but.. “ you think for a moment, truly lost at the explanation yet it seemed he's so eager to know, to.. Experience it with you, it made your heart race and mind fuzzy at the thought of being with an alien.. Being with him.

“Yes.. People ‘pair’ together because they feel.. Love and trusting with them. And well, some pair for the.. Intimate expect of it” You explain the best you could we Zim seem interested in the last part “Intimate? Touching?” He spoke closing in on you, removing the helmet that he had for the machine

“Then present yourself to me, I'll be your filthy mate human” he spoke with authority as if demanding, yet you found no issue in it as his gloved hands reached out to touch your face before you leaned in to kiss him, catching him by surprise yet he kissed back, harshly too, wanting to dominate you as your invader.

He pulls you onto an examination table, the closest and clean surface as everything else is covered by machinery, his hands grip and pull at your clothing, Zim’s eyes were an intense, otherworldly red—sharp and brilliant, almost like the glow of molten metal. They held a fierce, focused light, their color shifting subtly with his emotions, flashing with irritation or narrowing in suspicion. In rare, unguarded moments, a softer glint would appear in them, like a spark dulled just slightly, as if he were capable of more than just calculated contempt.

When he looked at you now, the red had an almost hypnotic depth, somewhere between curiosity and a hint of something he couldn’t—or wouldn’t—admit. His gaze was piercing and unwavering, yet it held a new, cautious warmth, as though he were seeing you for the first time in a way he didn’t entirely understand. His leather gloves felt chillingly cold as he pulled your clothing off with a loud rip,disregarding any attachment you might've had to the outfit, now gazing down at your body with a hunger.

“Humans are..fascinating..” He murmurs as his hands down your body, groping and feeling before latching onto your neck, wanting to mark you, wanting to make you his. You couldn't help but moan and squirm under his touch, what surprised you the most was feeling something cold and wet against your thigh but before you could see what it was his lips crashed into yours, a harsh dominating kiss,his lips was cold as they mix with your warm lips.

His grip and kiss spoke volumes, he's in charge, he is your invader.

“Stay still human.. “ he spoke in a hiss, you feel the same cold feeling press against your wet hole, finally getting a look you see he had an ovipositor rather then a traditional cock. Within seconds he pushed in, his ovipositor easily slid into you with the lube like substance on it. His groans and growls muffled by your neck as he quickly picked up pace, fucking into you like an animal in heat, who knew a species made by machines could be so passionate and rough? Your moans mix with his as his ovipositor pulses, growing close he curses in his language before growling “cum with me human!” as up ur pussy clamps against his ovipositor it nestled deep within your waiting womb as you felt small gelatin like eggs push through and into your womb, after about 4 he would spurt a chilling cold cum to fill the rest of the space before pulling out. His hand holding onto your stomach, his young waiting inside

“You're mine now human~” he.. Purred almost as he held you close to him.

Amazing Venti and Xiao smut ❤😌

Venti the touch leech

Contains: Threesome. Love & Sex. Character x reader and character x character. Xiao, Venti and f!reader are in a poly established relationship. Smut, lewdness, sassiness, romance, fluff. Venti's 9 inch cock and Xiao's V-line hand-chiseled by Rex Lapis.

~~~》Introduction

It was but a normal day in the Serenitea Pot. The artificial sun shining bright, seeping through the curtains, the green grass and all the plants gathered from the real world swaying with the wind powered by the Anemo energy you had collected. A normal, peaceful, idyllic day in one of the most stable periods of your life. You were not alone, you were happy, you were surrounded by people who loved you. And you loved them back. And you had tons of fun together. Today, particularly, you were having a blast, playing with Venti, running away from him like children playing tag, not a care in your hearts despite the harsh reality outside the Pot. But in your haven, you and your two boyfriends, soon to be your husbands, were safe and free to rest and enjoy life to the fullest, sharing every moment of closeness you could get.

Author's note: hey! So I'm not dead and I got a little break out of college jail to be able to finish and post this piece that has been sitting on my drafts for...TWO YEARS! LITERALLY. I wanted to post it in June for pride cuz may the Anemo Archon bless bisexuality but you know, college and stuff. This is canon for Better Find Husbandos and takes place before the Inazuma Arch.

~~~~》Start!

"Beware! The touchy leech Venti is hungry!" You yelled, storming through your bedroom door, startling Xiao who was resting peacefully on your shared bed. You came running from the living room, Venti chasing after you, both of you giggling like little kids.

"Yes, I am!" Venti exclaimed, raising his hands up high, his fingers mimicking claws, pretending to be a big scary monster.

"Oh, for Rex Lapis's sake…" Xiao sighed, resigned, knowing that all the peace and quiet in the house was about to end at that exact moment.

"Run!" You shouted, exaggeratedly acting like you were scared, taking a big leap and landing on the bed to hug Xiao, all while laughing childishly.

"You have to appease me!" Venti roared with a wide smile, slamming the door shut behind him and pouncing over the two of you.

The poor bed creaked and sunk under the weight of your three bodies stacking one on top of the other, making an Anemo Pile 'Em Up.

"It's heeeeere!" you screamed with fake fear as if you weren't holding the little bard in your arms in a rib-crushing hug.

"I'm hungryyyy!" Venti exclaimed while nibbling on your neck.

"Xiao! Save me!" You begged, continuing your dorky act until one of Venti's bites ended up making you moan.

"You seem like you are enjoying it," Xiao scolded grumpily, pushing the two of you off him, and making you shift on the bed without crushing him.

"Ehe~" you smiled, your cheeks softly blushing "He has me under his spell!" You whined. Venti kept kissing your neck, more furiously after every peck "He wants cuddles!!"

"Roaaar," he purred, looking Xiao directly in the eye while shamelessly licking your whole neck.

"Tsk," Xiao clicked his tongue, averting his gaze, his whole face now flushed as well "He wants cuddles or he wants sex??" He rolled his golden eyes.

"Oh, you got caught!" You told Venti between giggles, knowing that all the childish things were about to end inside that room.

"Any is fine for me~" Venti replied with a provocative smile and voice, extending his arms to trace soft circles on Xiao's chest with his fingers.

"Hmph!" Was the only sound Xiao made, hiding his flushed face away from the both of you.

"Come on, Xiao!" You tugged on his sleeve, trying to reach his face "We have to feed him!"

"Please, Xiao!" Venti begged, climbing on top of him and digging his little claws into his clothes "You know I'm staaarviing" he dragged his words in a big pout "You know I need you to appease mee!" he added, in a more provocative tone.

He continued to climb until he reached his neck, where he placed incendiary kisses. Meanwhile, you were begging him too, still tugging his sleeve, shoving his whole arm in between your boobs so he could feel them.

"Ugh," Xiao protested with a frown, his whole face flushed. But his body started to talk for him. You could clearly see a tent tightening his pants already.

"There's no need to be shy…" Venti whispered with a sultry voice, taking his hand down to the bulge between Xiao's legs.

"Please!" You continued begging, unbuttoning your shirt so that he could feel the soft skin of your breasts.

Xiao huffed, annoyed, but finally gave in to his desires.

"Fine!" He spat "But I don't want anything in my ass!" He conditioned, placing a menacing finger on Venti's nose.

A naughty smile curved up the bard's lips.

"I can work with that," he said mildly "Your loss~" he whispered, giggling.

"What did you say?" Xiao questioned, annoyed again.

"I said you'll have to face my wrath if you don't take your fucking dirty clothes out of my bed!" You interrupted, rising on top of them "You little flea! You didn't even take your shoes off!" You exclaimed, spitting fire at a giggling Venti.

"Xiao, save me!" He yelled, throwing his arms around his neck.

"Oh, here we go again…" Xiao sighed, rolling his eyes. He was always grumpy and crabby. He was just trying to hide the fact that he actually enjoyed how clingy and annoying you two were, always buzzing around him like flies over honey, showing just how much you two were crazy for him. It was a bit overwhelming for an introverted and reserved person like him, but it made him feel loved.

And he would be lying if he said he had no interest in getting some sexy activity that day.

But he would never admit it! He was so easily embarrassed!

You jumped over Venti and soon the room became a mess, all kinds of clothes from each of you flying in different directions to land on the floor. Venti's hat even landed on top of the mirror of your vanity table, which witnessed and reflected all the acts that were about to occur…

"Move over!" You exclaimed, pushing Venti aside to place yourself on the golden throne: Xiao's lap 

"I know exactly how to start his engine!" You pulled his boxers down a bit and quickly positioned your hands around his member, holding it gently, making him flinch and pant in anticipation. 

You licked your lips flirtily for him to see and then lowered your head down to place a humid kiss on its tip. He stifled a moan, observing you with wide eyes, and his forehead got covered in a sheer layer of sweat. Your mouth was so warm and humid! 

You opened it a bit more to let his member enter, letting saliva start dropping down to lube it, and then started enthusiastically sucking it up and down, swirling your tongue around it in the process.

Xiao grappled the sheets with his nails, clenching his hands in fists, doing his best to endure such overwhelming pleasure without screaming. That always got him. Sucking him down there made him crazy.

“Oh, come on!” Venti complained “Let me do it! I can do better! Look, I can deep throat him!” he laughed, now pushing you aside to shove Xiao’s entire dick in his mouth in one go, instantly fulfilling his promise by squishing it with his larynx. Xiao couldn’t bear it and a moan escaped his lips.

“That’s not fair!” you protested, watching Venti’s shocking abilities, horrified at the sight of his delicate and minuscule mouth engulfing the whole six inches in one go without batting an eye. "He's insane!" You thought. That shit was dangerous! He could choke, but he didn’t give a fuck! "Damn libertine old god with a sordid past!!!" You added in your mind, pouting. It was so unfair! He was stealing him away from you!

“He likes my kitty licks more, right Xiao?” you whined, attacking Venti to try and steal Xiao’s cock from him, fanning the fire of this playful banter between Venti and you.

“Urgh…” was the only sound the poor Adeptus could mutter, greeting his teeth in an attempt to contain such a dazzling pleasure.

“I can’t hear hiiiim!” Venti chimed mockingly.

“How can you even talk with that in your throat??” you complained, mortified “How can you even breathe??” just looking at Venti’s scary deed made you gag. That little filthy mouth of him sure was deep…

Venti burst into laughter, the vibration sending Xiao over cloud nine. It looked like he could rip your bedsheets with his nails at any moment.

“See? He likes mine better!” the bard mocked you again.

You puffed and blew air heavily to show disagreement with a big pout.

“Move over! I’m the one who knows how to appease him!” you exclaimed, sitting beside Venti, pushing him aside, and finally snatching Xiao’s dick back.

“Pay attention!” you said, holding it dearly with both hands, rubbing it softly, to then place an intense lick that went from the base of the shaft all the way to the tip. Then you put it in to suck it up again “This is how you purify an Adeptus!” you mocked Venti, sticking your tongue out at him. He looked back at you with a naughty smile and then suddenly took advantage of it, licking your exposed tongue provocatively.

“I don’t think we should fiiight~” he chimed melodiously, his half-lidded eyes glowing with malice. Yours connected with his and you exchanged glances complicitly.

“You mean we should work together?” you smiled mischievously.

“You read my mind!” both of you giggled maliciously and Xiao trembled in fear. Just what in Celestia were you scheming?? He was sure it would be something lewd and embarrassing…

You both kneeled on the bed, straddling his legs, side by side, shoulder by shoulder, and started licking his dick at the same time, making a sloppy mess of hands and tongues around it, pretending it was some kind of delicious candy to drive him crazy.

Xiao let out a wail, looking down at you was so embarrassing that he had to cover his eyes. Now not only his face, but his whole body was completely red. Your expressions, your sounds, your deeds were so lewd that he thought he would pass out at any moment.

"In the name of Rex Lapis!" Xiao thought conceptually, since his mind was unable to process words at that moment. He thought that bard was such a bad influence on you! Xiao never thought you could become so indecent because of him! 

"Hum, humm, hmmm…" you hummed while licking his dick up and down.

"Hahh…" Venti exaggerated, as obscene as he could be. 

The room was filled with lewd groans and moans and the incessant noise of sloppy licks. 

Defeated by the temptation, Xiao uncovered his eyes for a single moment to look down at you two, only to instantly regret it and cover them back with his arm again. Witnessing you two making out with each other, his dick being passionately engulfed in the middle of your soaked mouths was just too much.

The pleasure you were giving him was beyond compare, but the embarrassment you were causing him was so insufferable that he thought he was about to faint.

Your indecent duet and the heated way you two seemed to be enjoying it and getting aroused by doing it was pushing him close to the edge. It wasn't only the amazing sensation of your soft, warm, sloppy mouths on his cock, but receiving so much attention! He had thought you were supposed to appease Venti, not him! But now you two lewd rascals were devouring him like that! The feeling of being so wanted, so desired...it was overwhelming, but he liked it! 

He had to grit his teeth with all his might to avoid making a show as smutty as yours with his moaning.

His heart throbbed hard in his chest, his cock twitched tight in your hands.

"Stop this madness if you don't want me to release everything on your faces!" Xiao finally begged with a strangled groan, still unable to uncover his eyes because of the shame.

You stopped by reflex and got immediately away, but the little vermin by your side grabbed the cock like a microphone and opened his mouth wide in front of it.

"Aaaah~!" he vocalized obscenely "Let it out, Xiao! I'm taking everything!" He exclaimed provocatively.

You smacked your hand on top of his head just in time to prevent Xiao from splattering everything in the room with his tainted venom.

"No you aren't taking anything!" You rebuked, frowning, while Venti sobbed and kneaded his poor little head with his hands like a scolded puppy .

You leaped and grabbed several towels from the last drawer of your nightstand, which were prepared for those… special occasions.

You thought Venti was fucking insane. If he wanted to savor and swallow a load of bitter, awful tasting and stinky cum, you weren't going to stop the God of Freedom from accomplishing his dreams–you would only make sure not to kiss him afterward– but Xiao’s was off limits. You weren't going to let him ingest that unholy, repulsive substance Xiao ejaculated. It was so full of negative karma that it even emanated a black aura! It was a hazard to all of the beings of Teyvat! But you weren’t from Teyvat…

You unfolded a towel with both hands and gently approached it to Xiao's desperate manhood.

"Here we go, baby…" you smiled at him with kindness "Let's get you empty and clean," you said in a soothing voice, going back to stimulate his humid cock with your hands to take him back to the final stretch.

"Unfaaaair!" Venti protested with a big pout. You giggled and stuck your tongue out at him.

"It's not my fault I'm the only chosen one to purify him," you mocked him.

"Hmph!" Venti shrugged, pretending to be offended. "I can clean him by playing the flute for him." he smirked smugly.

"And I can clean him by blowing his cute little flute," you chuckled, shoving Xiao's dick in between your breasts.

"That's unfair too!" The bard whined again since he had no boobs to compete against you. You giggled.

"Come here, you can help me." you smiled at him and handed him the towel so that the both of you kept it well spread and ready to take the cumshot.

"Okay, okay," he finally accepted, enthusiastic about working alongside you to make Xiao orgasm.

You kept massaging Xiao's humid cock with your breasts, while the two of you placed licks and kisses onto the now hypersensitive tip due to so much edging. It looked as if it was about to explode.

"Oh my god…" Xiao exhaled, exhausted. He let out a groan, his teeth as gritted as his fists as he cummed. You caught his release with the towel, wrapping it around his member that progressively turned small and soft again, making sure to absorb everything with it.

"Veery nice…" you cooed, wiping him lovingly with the towel, making sure to leave him clean.

The towel became wet, and it was engulfed in a black aura as the negative energy started sizzling like fire. You held it tightly in your hands, clutching it. Then, you observed how the dark aura that surrounded it slowly disappeared, the semen and the towel turning white again, purifying just like Dvalin's tears did that day when you helped Venti save him.

You threw the used towel aside. You would worry about the cleaning later. Because you were sure nothing would end there.

"And that's how you purify an Adeptus!" you winked at Venti, hands on your hips and inflating your chest proudly. 

"Hm! Must admit I'm impressed," he said with a cheeky grin. 

"Ehe~" you let out, happily, giving him a radiant smile.

Venti extended his hand to gently place it on your cheek, caressing it softly with his thumb. You looked at him curiously. His eyes were loving and his lips curved in a seductive smile.

"Do you think you can appease me too now~?" He whispered, tucking a strand of your hair behind your ear.

You let out a chuckle, your cheeks pleasantly warm.

"I don't know, can I~?" You giggled, slowly approaching to hug him. Geez, his skin was so terse! And you loved seeing him wearing just that white shirt, wide open for you to see his soft stomach.

"I'm completely sure you can~" Venti cooed, slowly wrapping his arms around you, and sitting you on his lap.

"Urgh…" poor Xiao protested, completely knocked out under the two of you. You were squashing his still hypersensitive body.

"I think he needs some minutes to recover," Venti whispered, and you two got off him while giggling, moving to lie on the other side of the bed.

"Don't worry about him, I'm sure he'll come back for more," you chuckled.

"Urghhh…" the defeated Adeptus groaned, lying on his back, body trembling and arm shielding his eyes from the light.

Venti and you laughed at him, endeared by his flustered sleeping form. Then you looked at each other's eyes, both shining and started making out really delicately. 

Slowly, Venti's hands started to go down your body, getting rid of every piece of clothing that remained on it.

"Hmm, what are you doing?" You scoffed.

"Shh…" he smiled, picking up his cape from the edge of the bed to put it around your shoulders. He clasped the green brooch around your neck "Now you look perfect, my Windblume." he said with an apple-sweet voice.

You felt as if you melted in his arms. Damn bard, he knew you damn well! You had a thing for that cape, you loved it way too much. And being completely naked except for it made your heart flutter. He hugged you tightly, resting your face against his chest. The sound of his heartbeat was so soothing. The feeling of his hands caressing your back, pressing the fluffy cloth of the cape against your skin was so soft. His scent of cecilias invaded your senses. It was dazzling, feeling completely embraced by him. Like warm cotton feathers shrouding your entire being under the golden spring sunlight.

You inhaled his fragrance deeply, getting drunk off it, and hugged him back really hard.

"Venti…" you sighed, feeling as if your body was light as air.

He lifted your face to his delicately, to place a deep kiss on your lips. Damn, he even tasted sweet. He was your addicting perdition.

He kissed you for minutes that seemed eternal for you, deepening the kiss further and further, his soft lips driving you crazy. 

"Venti…" you panted, completely out of breath because of the extremely long kisses. He giggled in response, finally laying back to let you breathe. 

"I love you," he whispered with a little smile that grew naughty, his hands finding their way in between your thighs.

"Oh~" a little gasp escaped your lips at his touch, delighting him. Soon his slender fingers ventured between your folds, caressing their insides. 

"You're so weeet…" he chimed, placing an igniting kiss on your neck that pulled a moan out of your mouth “Guess Xiao wasn’t the only one affected by our little show from earlier," he smiled while he rubbed your clit with his thumb.

You pressed your thighs together, desperate for friction, trapping his hand in between them.

"Venti…" you moaned his name again, the pleasurable burn on your neck driving you crazy.

"What is it, Windblume?" He smiled teasingly "Want it to be our turn now?"

You nodded your head, your half-lidded eyes clouded by desire.

"Do you think we can do something that appeases us both?" He asked, still caressing your clit in circular motions.

Your breath hitched.

"Am I getting the big one?" You muttered, rocking your hips against his fingers.

"Yes you are. I'm sure you can handle it~" he said with a naughty smile, pushing two fingers inside to prove you were wet enough. It made you whine, your sloppy muscles clasping around his fingers, all of their wet content slipping down your thighs and onto his lap "Shh, as much as I love you embracing me tightly, you'll need to be softer if you wanna do it…"

He motioned his fingers inside you to try and make you a bit more loose around him. You moaned and he shushed you again, giggling at your beautiful flushed face.

"Here, hold me close," he said, making you put your arms around his neck. He put his on your waist and hoisted you up until you were on top of his annoyingly huge cock.

You whined, burying your nose in the crook of his neck.

"C'me on," he whispered sweetly in your ear "I know my strong Windblume can handle the big one~" you nodded your head against his skin, making adorable noises that made his heart flutter. 

You knew you could. But only because it was him. He was the only one who could soften you and arouse you and relax you enough as to take something so big in. And it was because he was delicate as a spring breeze, just like always.

"Here we go," he said excitedly, caressing all the way down your back, his cloak feeling like soft feathery wings embracing you. As his hand went down, so he made your body, lowering it onto his member.

You made another arousing sound when you felt him enter your body.

"That didn't hurt, did it?" He cooed in your ear. You shook your head against his skin. It never hurt with Venti. Well, only when you first started doing it and you were scared and nervous. Now, calm and aroused, doing it with him was the sweetest and most relaxing experience ever. You could say that as you purified Xiao, Venti purified you. Or at least that was how you felt.

He smiled at your negative "Can I move then?" He asked, tucking some hair behind your ear.

"Please," you begged, your voice filled with a sweet, peaceful lust.

You clung to his neck. He rocked his hips up and down, getting all kinds of cute noises from you. You decided to bite on his shoulder to stop whining so loud, finally getting a soft moan from him.

Damn, it was so easy for him to reach your cervix. He didn't have to make the slightest effort to fill you up completely. You bit on his skin harder and rubbed your head against his, in an attempt to show how much you loved him. He caressed down your hair, enchanted by your touch.

"My lovely Windblume…" he murmured.

You lifted up your face to steal a kiss from him. 

"Love you…" you said before turning it passionate.

He hummed in delight while kissing back, your love bringing him more peace and joy than any wine. You made him feel happy and alive. So he lived to make you feel the same way. So he poured his heart and soul into making love to you.

He rocked his hips gently, pulling in and out at a cradling but intense pace, desperate to make you feel good.

And it was effective. It felt so good…pleasurable, calming, appeasing. You felt like the temperature was going up, and as you were increasingly appeased by Venti’s efforts, Xiao arose from his peaceful slumber.

When he opened his golden eyes, they shone upon seeing the most glorious scene unfolding beside him: his two lovers, the two people he adored the most, making love in a sweet and needy way. You straddled Venti’s lap, whining into his neck, holding him desperately as he pushed his impressive length in and out of you. Both the green cloak and his arms embraced your back marred with countless battle scars, and even though Venti wasn’t showing his feathery wings, to Xiao you both looked like angels. Like a divine apparition.

You two were a divine apparition to him, a gift sent from heaven. A ray of sunlight in the midst of his dark and lonely life. Here in this haven, in your shared abode, he wasn’t alone anymore. He was warm, he was loved, he was enveloped in the idyllic light you two emitted. 

Feeling his heart race in his chest, Xiao sat up on the bed with utmost interest, ogling you two with his mouth agape.

“What is it, oh mighty Adeptus?” Venti said with a petulant smirk, fucking you harder to tease him further “Feeling needy again already?” He taunted him.

Xiao sulked, feeling a blush creep up his cheeks. He didn’t want to concede and give in to Venti’s vulgar ways. But the urge in his boxers, the only piece of clothing cladding his small but muscular body, was demanding. So he did what he knew best: he gave Venti a huge pout and raked his eyes up and down his slim body, its Anemo markings glowing with each thrust inside your willing and loving body. 

Venti didn’t resist much. Normally he would tease him and make him beg. But he decided you and him had teased Xiao enough for a single day. Besides, this day was too glorious to pass. The way the limpid sunlight filtered through the windows, illuminating the white bedding of your love nest, made everything in the room shine with a bright light that seemed to envelop everything. The warm breeze that caressed the curtains with the same gentleness Venti caressed your back brought the sweet fragrance of the Cecilias you had planted together in the front yard, bringing back memories of another glorious day when the bard and you laughed and played, getting covered in dirt as you learned about gardening while Xiao observed you from the shade of a tree, sulking on the outside but immensely happy on the inside.

Everything felt soft, fluffy and warm like a dreamy spring breeze. Definitely, this day was too good to pass. Venti was old and he knew himself enough to know exactly what he wanted in life. And how to ask for it.

“Can I get the small one?” He asked with a teasing, playful grin.

Xiao kept pouting but he leaned back against the headboard of the bed, inviting Venti onto his glorious lap with a gesture of his hand. He tugged down his underwear, leaving his solid frame completely exposed. Venti licked his lips instinctively, relishing the delicious sight in front of him. Vigorous muscles rippling under a scarred skin, bold tattoos that snaked around strong limbs that glowed with a mystic green light, hugging Xiao’s stomach until finishing in that gorgeous V-line that seemed chiseled by Rex Lapis’ own hands. 

And then the dessert to that magnificent main course worthy of an Archon like him: the manhood, finally brought back to life by such a miraculous display as the one Venti and you were giving him, stood up eagerly, its pale flesh a stark contrast against the dark green carpet that framed it. It twitched, rhythmically throbbing with each desperate pulse of Xiao’s heart. Venti bit his lower lip with desire, and Xiao let out a grunt.

“Hmph,” he emitted, his raspy voice rumbling in his muscular chest. He made another insistent gesture: his golden eyes, slit pupils dilated with desire, left no room for hesitation. He needed his lovers now.

Such an insistence from Xiao was enough to drive Venti mad. To the untrained eye it could have looked uninterested, but after such a long time dating, Venti knew such a gesture was a sign from utter desperation from the commonly reserved and modest Adeptus. So he didn’t hesitate.

Quick, but careful not to drop you, Venti moved to straddle Xiao’s lap while holding you firmly on his own. He didn’t withdraw his huge length from within you, not even for a single second. 

“Ah…” you moaned, the sensation of being thoroughly filled to the brim, impaled in such a long cock, felt sharper with the sudden movement.

“It’s ok, Windblume,” Venti ran a hand through your hair with a soothing voice “It’s just that Xiao wants some love too. Are you ok there?”

“Uh-huh…” you nodded, sighing in pleasure, arching your back as you moved to accommodate his massive length, seeking for contact against your cervix and clit against his warm, almost ethereal body.

Xiao’s cock, modest in size but overflowing with vigor, throbbed furiously at the sight in front of him. He had a clear view of your rear, which peeked between the flaps of Venti’s cloak when you arched your back, and of the erotic posture you and Venti starred on top of his lap. The combined weight of your bodies, and the warmth of your skins only served to heighten the Adeptus’ senses.

“Someone’s eager~” Venti teased, his smirk also clearly visible from Xiao’s point of view.

“Shut up and do it already,” Xiao grunted, his cheeks blushed a bright red. He was so demanding that Venti’s cock twitched inside you, eliciting a moan from you.

“Fine, fine. Calm down, I gotta be careful. I don’t wanna drop our dear Windblume.” Venti chuckled. And with a strength and steadiness improper of his small physical form, he held you in place on his lap and impaled himself on Xiao’s needy cock.

“Oh, Fuck!” you and Xiao moaned at the same time, overwhelmed by pleasure, eliciting a bubbly, genuine giggle from Venti’s throat, which filled the room like the melodious chirp of a bird.

“Oh, Venti, oh, damn…” you whined and whimpered, clinging to his neck for dear life as you felt as if every thrust of his hips into you was dismantling your body and replacing every bone with pleasure. He was so big, he didn’t need to push hard or harshly. The steady, sweet rhythm of his thrusts was like a lullaby that appeased both your body and soul “So good…”

Venti whispered some sweet words in your ear before kissing it, and then made eye contact with Xiao.

“You’ll have to move, let’s set the pace together.” Venti told him with a seductive smirk, his lips always pressed to your neck.

“F-fine…” Xiao moaned, one of his hands finding purchase on your rear and the other one on Venti’s knee, trying to hold onto you for dear life. He knew that in this position he couldn’t have the luxury of Venti massacrating him in seconds with his dangerous ass.

But he was ok with it. Making love like this, slowly, steadily, savoring each second and basking in the morning light felt just right. Like a piece of paradise made reality. This day was truly perfect, idyllic, lush, filled with harmony.

Everything felt just right, just in place. Everything was in place. For the three of you. Your hands, your mouths, your sexes too. Bodies, minds and souls aligned in a single moment, in a single shared purpose, that of losing yourselves in the others to finally feel found. Three hearts beating in unison to weave a symphony of love, desire and companionship.

And the three of you enjoyed it thoroughly, moving steadily, making sure it would last. The moment might not be eternal, but one thing remained true: there was true, sincere love within those sheets, and the memory of that day, of those kisses, of those dreams shared together would be engraved on your memories for the rest of your lives.

“I love you…I love you…” you whined, clinging tightly to Venti’s neck, one sigh for each of your beloved soulmates.

“I love you…I love you…” Xiao echoed, his voice almost a howl, baring his fangs in a heartfelt desperation as he pulled the both of you closer against his love-starved body.

“My lovely doves…you truly are breathtaking…” Venti smiled sweetly, running a hand through your hair and gazing over the two of you, his fragile but strong lovers whose scarred and earthly appearance perfectly complemented his angelic looks.

“Venti…” you prayed, caressing his glowing braids to then move your hands to rake your nails softly down his back. Xiao echoed, his claws digging into Venti’s knee, as gently as he could, contained by his gloves.

And Venti smiled, knowing exactly what you two wanted.

“Fine, fine.” He chuckled, letting out his wings, the majestic sight eliciting a sound of awe from Xiao and you. Soft feathers came off his wings, the spring breeze that sneaked through the windows making them graze against your skin. You and Xiao moaned, feeling  Venti thoroughly making love to the both of you, both through his body and through the wind.

What a life changing experience, to be made love to in body and soul. It made your hearts tremble, your very essences quiver as the utter need was  appeased in a nurturing way.

“Yes, yes. I love you, my Windblumes. My family…” Venti chuckled warmly, rocking his hips gently to the rhythm of your shared love, riding Xiao, letting himself be ridden by you. Losing himself in being thoroughly loved and needed until his wings flapped in pleasure.

That morning was idyllic, perfect, pure. And a lot of things were true. Your shared love, your shared dreams, and the fact that no matter how long you lived, the three of you forever remembered that day.

~~~》The End ♡

So that was all for today! Oof, that was long as Venti's cock! Probably that's the reason I struggle so much with finishing and posting fics... :3 My intention is to start making things shorter. Assembled Love future chapters will be as short as possible and despite I'm continuing all my series, I'm also planning to post one-shots. Vast majority will probably be Kuni related, since he is my beloved. Consider this fic a testament to the devotion I used to profess for Venti and Xiao before he wormed his way into my heart, capturing it completely, slowly climbing to the top of the ranking! I'm not that interested in writing about Venti and Xiao as main love interests anymore, but I love having them as supporting characters (I tend to ship them) and I also have lots of unfinished fics in which they are the main love interest that I'm trying to finish. I might not be that into writing for them rn but I love the fluffy feeling I used to have about them and that is present in my old fics ♡

What to expect from this blog from now on: always expect the unexpected, but

Lots of Venti and Xiao old fics that I'm trying to finish, mostly short scenes.

The rest of this pending fics list

Requests I'm working on, (my requests are always open, from now on I'm making them shorter so I can post them ASAP instead of writing a whole ass fic 3k word fic as I did with my first requests)

Shorter posts like headcanons and bullet list brainrots.

Unfinished stuff I didn't know how to finish but I liked too much to let fall into oblivion.

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Hi there love! If you have time, could you write a Scaramouche x fem reader, where they hate each other so much, and then he fucks her till she can't speak anymore. W Dom Scara. Have a good day!

Of course! Trying to get back into writing after a long hiatus due to family and home issues!

Here's a hate fucking scara x fem reader NSFW!

Can't forget to tag my local scara simp @hitomisuzuya ❤

⚠WARNING:Hate fucking, harsh/rough love, scara being scara, breeding kink, pet kink⚠

It was late at night as the storm in Inazuma rolls, thunder strikes as the wrath of the Electro Archon could be felt in the air, even more so in the delusion factory where a certain harbinger resided. Scaramouche was appointed to watch over the factory, one of the very last things he wanted to be stuck with, maybe he should've been more.. friendly during the harbinger banquet, maybe then he couldn't gotten out of it, regardless he had a duty to uphold and another idea on his mind.

As the puppet thought he could hear the distant sound of fighting, great, the traveller Y/N arrived, how annoying. just what he needed, another annoyance, already had enough he had to work with the Doctor and Childe, now he must be rid of the traveller.

He waited for her to arrive to his domain, it was only a matter of time before she arrived and of course he would relish seeing her fall, but that's not what fate had in store for the two.

Y/N entered the room alone, she decided this was a fight even Paimon couldn't go with, a fight between her.. and the Balladeer.

"How dare you use people's lives for your profit!" she started, hand gripping her sword with nothing but vengeance for her dear friend. Scaramouche couldn't help but eat up the look, the anger, he loved it. wait.. loved it? no he can't get distracted.

"oh? did your pathetic friend die from it? must've been to weak.. like you" he laughed, only antagonizing the hero more, what he didn't expect was for her to attack already, coming at him with her sword he was able to grab her arm and deflect it, shoving her to the floor, he's much faster then her, with the power of electro he can move faster then she can blink. Once on the ground he stomped on her wrist making her drop the sword, hissing she clawed at his ankle but it was no use, he had her pinned.

His electric gaze sent shivers and strangely arousal through her as she gave him a scowl

"give up yet pest?" he hissed, arousal and anger was filling the air, "I can see you're ready to fight back and prove your worth" He continued his actions of stomping on her wrist again, "that means you have some backbone" he growled as Y/N struggled to get back into her feet

"What I have is not something I care to brag about" she said in return angerly, however when the two got close, scaramouche slamming her into the floor once more but this time holding her down with his hands, her legs on either side putting them in a situation, she could feel his hard on, something he tried to ignore, pathetic human emotions, he would say, but now its gotten him in a bind. "I wouldn't have guessed the Balladeer would get hard from this" she scowls causing his face to flush with both embarrassment and anger, but he couldn't deny the feeling, "or maybe I do know who you are, your true form" She snarls in disgust at him.

"And what might that be" he says with venom. Y/N smirks and sits herself straight up, she's getting more cocky now, and honestly it wasn't helping his already poor self control

"you're just a touch starved, horny angry man aren't you?" she remarks, snapping the last bit of restraint he had, growling he was determined to put this scum in her place

"I'll teach you to respect me, even if I have to break you over and over" he hissed beside her ear, biting harshly on her neck, his hips pushed forward causing her to gasp, a sharp moan leaving her throat as she squirmed in pleasure, she hated him and he hated her yet.. for that reason, they made each other stronger, the balladeers strength, their passion, they complemented and created each other.

Once started they knew they couldn't stop, his hands selfishly grabbing and pulling at her clothing, growls and groans filled the air as they moved around each other's bodies in a way they never thought possible. Her body was soft beneath his rough touches and gentle kisses, her breath coming in gasps and his lips on hers felt like heaven yet hell at the same time.

Once he pulled her clothing off he shoved her onto her stomach, taking control as the god he is, his cock throbbing against her wet pussy as he laughs at her submission, even if she was still struggling, he was the dominate one here, his tip flushed and leaking with precum as he pushed it against her entrance "fucking beg for me like the whore you are" he hissed, she resisted but she couldn't deny the throbbing need, weakly begging "please.. f-fuck! please just fuck me!" shamelessly begging before his thick cock slammed into her pussy, growling as his hands gripped her hips hard enough to cause his nails to scratch the skin, he thrusted hard and fast hitting her sweet spot, moaning loudly as her walls clenched around him, the feeling driving him insane. He pulled himself off from her slowly and threw away his discarded clothes, now fully naked he held her wrists above her head, assuming a new position before pressing his body onto hers, he thrusting hard and deep causing her to whimper, her pussy clenching around him as he mercilessly fucked into her, claiming her as his own.

"F-fuck! you're so damn tight, i-its like you want me to breed you don't you? " he hissed in a teasing tone, she groans as his hand tighten it's grip on her already sore wrists, his cock throbbed with need to release as she felt a knot began to tighten, causing her to cry out his name. He thrust harder until she cries with her orgasm, causing him to release his cum deep inside of her, she writhed under him, crying out in pain and pleasure as his cum filled her womb, his dick still buried within her pussy and balls.

"You're mine now little one, you belong to me and only me, " he murmured softly as she felt weak, he had almost forgotten his plan, nevertheless he had to make changes anyways, he can't just let her get in his way again.. maybe he can keep her as his pet.

Happy Birthday Scaramouche!

Here's a quick smut I made with the help of my smut soul mate @hitomisuzuya

⚠WARNING⚠:Kidnapping, Obsessive, Stalking, Breeding, Yandere tendacies, collar usage, bondage.

It was a dark night, the air heavy with anticipation. The flickering candlelight cast eerie shadows across the room, as if hinting at the secrets it held. Tonight was no ordinary night—it was Scaramouche's birthday.

You had always known Scaramouche, your college acquaintance, to be a mysterious and brooding figure. He had a habit of lurking in the shadows, watching you from afar, an enigmatic presence that never failed to pique your curiosity. There was something about the way he carried himself, the way his gaze lingered upon you, that stirred emotions deep within your core.

His melancholic demeanor, though unconventional, only made you feel more cherished. To be the recipient of such unwavering attention from a man who rarely smiled was a privilege you held dear. It was as if, in those rare moments when his lips curved upwards, the world stood still and the warmth of his smile illuminated your very being.

But tonight, as the clock struck midnight, a shift in the atmosphere was palpable. The room seemed to hold its breath as Scaramouche approached, shedding his layers of mystery along with his clothing. His presence was both alluring and intimidating, a potent combination that sent shivers down your spine.

You should've seen this coming really, the way he watches over you so often, you now find yourself tied and naked in his bed, dark purple ropes tired your body like a piece of art, your neck adorned a special collar, you could hear the jingle from Scaras outfit as he entered the room with a sly smirk, his electric eyes trained on your exposed and aroused form, despite all the red flags he was just so..addicting.

As his eyes locked onto your exposed and vulnerable form, a devious smirk graced his lips. The dark purple ropes that adorned your body accentuated the artistry of his control, a visual testament to the power he held over you. It was a sight that would have sent alarm bells ringing for anyone else, but for you, it only fueled the flames of desire.

Despite the occasional pain that accompanied your connection with Scaramouche, it was an addiction you couldn't resist. You craved the intoxicating mix of pleasure and pain, the way it made your heart race and your senses come alive. You were willing to dive headfirst into the depths of his darkness, knowing that it was within those shadows that you found your own twisted version of happiness.

And as Scaramouche hovered over you, his aroused form mirroring your own, the room filled with an electric tension. His words, dripping with both contempt and adoration, filled the air. This was his special birthday present, a gift that showcased your complete surrender to his desires.

In this precarious dance between pleasure and pain, dominance and submission, you couldn't help but revel in the knowledge that you had the power to make Scaramouche, the enigmatic figure who held your heart, blush.

"such a pathetic whore, all bare for me, such a sweet birthday present you gotten me" he purred as he hovered over you, his cock efrect and standing proud, leaking precum at the sight, he's been watching you for so long, fishing his cock at the sight, sometimes to your panties when he can steal them, and now on his birthday, a day he hated before, now become a bittersweet event with you around as his bittersweet love. His eyes never leaving your skin as he slid the tip of his tongue into your welcoming opening, he groaned softly at your wetness, he loved the taste of you on his tongue. This is something you shared, your passion and affection for each other, you two were inseparable, you two made each other stronger and happier than ever before. You squirmed and moaned feeling his tongue roughly lick and push into your pussy, his thumb rubbing your clit harshly, his eyes trained to look at yours while he ate you out, wanting to see you squirm before him. You had such pretty eyes, and he loved your eyes, they suited you perfectly, he liked how they sparkled and twirled around your cheeks when you were excitedly giggling at him, he liked how your hair framed your face nicely, but his favorite feature were your lips, they were pouty and seductive, you entirely entranced him.

As the tendrils of pleasure coursed through your body, that tightly wound knot within you finally unraveled. It was an explosive release, crashing onto his tongue with a fervor that matched the intensity of his grip on your trembling thighs. His nails, like tiny daggers, dug into the plushness of your skin, leaving imprints of passion. With an insatiable hunger, he eagerly lapped up your essence, savoring every drop, before parting his lips from your nether region.

In that moment, his fiery gaze met yours, his tip teasingly pressing against your yearning entrance. The hunger in his eyes mirrored the desperation in your voice as you babbled, your words stumbling over one another. "Please!" you pleaded, your voice dripping with need. It was a command he could no longer resist. With an uncontrollable desire, he pulled your collar, urging you to sit upon his throbbing cock.

The impact was jarring, an electrifying collision of pleasure and pain. A guttural groan escaped his lips as his hips thrust upward, impaling you with a primal force. The symphony of moans echoed in the room as his thrusts became more frenzied, his hips bucking with an untamed rhythm. Beads of sweat formed on his forehead, glistening like tiny jewels, as his orgasm neared.

But he was not the type to leave you unsatisfied. With an iron grip on your hips, he angled his cock just so, hitting your sweet spot repeatedly. Each collision sent shockwaves of ecstasy coursing through your body, demanding that you succumb to the pleasure. Mewling and writhing beneath him, you couldn't help but call out his name, a symphony of pleasure escaping your lips.

As the waves of your orgasm crashed over you once again, your slick gushed, drenching him in your ecstasy. His groans mixed with your cries, creating a harmony of release. His lips, like a magnet drawn to your skin, found their way to your neck, leaving a trail of passionate kisses and eager bites. His cock twitched, throbbing with an intensity matched only by the depth of his desire, as his cum spilled inside you, marking you as his own.

Slowly, he pulled away, his breaths heavy and ragged. The room seemed to fill with a hushed stillness, broken only by the symphony of your panting. Exhaustion washed over you, leaving you feeling lightheaded, as your head found solace on his broad chest.

Whispering words of love, he caressed your hair, kissing the top of your head with tenderness. "You are mine," he murmured, his voice a gentle lullaby. "You always will be, my sweetheart. And I promise, you will never have to worry about anyone hurting you, because I am always here." His words, like a soothing melody, lulled you into a peaceful slumber.

As his breathing steadied, growing lighter, you found comfort in his embrace. Together, you drifted into the realm of dreams, finding solace in the arms of love.

Not sure if you drew this but I think your art is very pretty

I did! Thank you so much! I doodle in my free time and wanted to make something special for my smut soulmate @hitomisuzuya ❤ Here's some of my other art some featuring my bestie ❤

Also yes I am open to write for my OCS like oc x reader

@hitomisuzuya ❤❤

here’s the thing: it takes guts to share anything you create. writing, art, music, media, all of it. sharing is scary even though creating is enjoyable bc it removes the veil of intimacy between us and what we’ve created. now it’s no longer for your own consumption but for everyone’s and ykw I just wanna say to anyone out there who shares what they create - I’m proud of you!!!!

thank you for sharing it thank you for practicing thank you for writing or drawing or creating what was on your mind and soul when you did it

Scaramouche won the polls by a landslide! Sorry this is late 🥲

TW:Yandere Tendacies, obsession, BDSM, harsh language, Scara being scara.

@hitomisuzuya tagging my bestie and scaras wife❤

On a dimly lit Halloween night, Y/N found herself navigating the walk back from a party that had never truly been her element. She'd chosen to leave early, the pain of her high heels too much to bear, causing her to walk barefoot while cradling the heels in her hand. Lost in her thoughts and muttering about the length of the journey back, she failed to notice a pair of striking, electric-purple eyes that had fixed upon her. Unbeknownst to her, those eyes belonged to none other than Scaramouche, infamously known in the news as the Balladeer, a pseudonym concealing his gruesome exploits. He was a figure known for his unyielding cruelty and brutality. Yet, at this moment, he found himself utterly captivated by Y/N, every step she took, every graceful sway of her hips stealing his breath away. His obsession drove him to discreetly follow her, ensuring he remained unseen as he trailed her, subtly watching her every move. When she inadvertently took a wrong turn, a path leading to a dead-end with only his house at the end, he couldn't help but find the situation almost comical. To let her know of his presence, he emitted sinister, taunting echoes, causing her to spin around suddenly.

"Oh, how naive you must be. But can I blame you? That blonde hair of yours is practically a warning sign," he remarked with an air of madness, clearly revealing his newfound infatuation. Y/N stood there, her emotions conflicted. His words should have sent shivers down her spine, inspiring fear, yet an inexplicable allure tinged her response.

Stalking closer, he continued, "How does it feel?" he inquired, his voice a menacing whisper. Y/N took a cautious step backward, her confusion palpable.

"What do you want?" she questioned, her gaze fixed on the intimidating figure before her.

He responded with a chilling laugh, swiftly seizing Y/N's wrist and forcefully pulling her into his arms.

"I'm going to fuck you up, so much so that your bruised legs won't be able to even think of carrying your whorish body back. you'll stay with me as my pretty fuck toy, how does that sound? much sound good I can practically smell your arousal, how fucking slutty"he growled out

He held her tightly and lifted her off her feet, throwing her over his shoulder. Y/N squirmed around but soon found herself not really wanting to escape? She kinda wanted to see where this went, he had a strong hold on her. "You'll be begging me to keep going when I finally finish~" he chuckled lowly. His voice was deep and raspy. Y/N couldn't help but smile slightly, hearing such a thing coming from him sounded very appealing indeed. "Let go, i wanna see if this will be fun" Y/N tried again to no avail

He laughed darkly "Ah ah ah ah, you wouldn' be able to handle anything I can dish out, and you know it~ oh? unless you want to prove me wrong hm? does my little whore what to prove something to herself? " he taunts.

She wanted to see how it went, to get further with him, finding herself caught in his web.

"if you say so~" he coos before shoving her onto the bed, he was harshly palming her clothing, removing them in a rush, he was far too eager to slow down, it took your breath away as he pushed you on your stomach, ass up with your ankles and wrists bound to a bar, this gave him the perfect unrestricted access to your wet and warm pussy, the one he already shoved two fingers in with a laugh, withing his other hand to hold the harness that's bounding her to this position. you squirmed and writhed against your restraints but he wouldn't budge "ah ah ah, im gonna make you scream~" he whispered in your ear and started to finger her, adding a finger every few seconds until he's four fingers in and curling them against her special spot, scissoring her walls aparts, bullying her fluttering soaked walls. She mewls, moaning and squirming for more, wanting more stimulations, she cried as she felt her orgasm getting closer, but just before she could cum he pulled his fingers our and smacked her ass hard making her scream.

"I didn't tell you, you could cum did I slut? You're such a disobedient whore, I'll be sure to fuck some sense into you" He growled as he let's his fat heavy cock slap against her ass, groaning as he felt her ass before smacking it again, rubbing the sore flesh.

She screamed again, but Scaramouche ignored it, continuing to tease and torture her until he's satisfied. by that point her ass is very wet, stinging as his hand rubbed at the pain, her eyes watery with tears, her pussy wet and puffy from edging so long. He chuckled "Are you ready? can you beg sweetly for my fucking cock? " he taunts as he rubbed his swollen tip against her cunt. he pressed his shaft against the crease of her ass, she cried out and whimpered, her mouth open wide in agony

He leaned down and placed his forehead against yours "You want this, you want my cock, don't deny yourself this pleasure babygirl " he says as he slowly pushes his throbbing length inside you, making her giggle with delight as she felt him stretch, filling her completely, he moaned at the feeling. he then began to thrust harder and deeper making you scream and grip his biceps as he rocked you side to side, hitting every nerve in your body. you were a mess of giggles, gasps, screams and cries at the moment, and it only spurred him on, driving him higher and higher until he's buried to the hilt inside you and he was still pulsating, pushing himself against your clit making you cry out louder, more desperately and harder than you ever thought possible for any human to ever make sound. "oh baby, you're so tight" he growls out as he starts to kiss your neck, trailing down towards your breasts and sucking lightly, leaving small pink marks all along, they both moan as his hands slide down to your thighs gripping them and pushing you against the bed,his cum spurtting in her, filling her up, he roughly pulls his cock out of you, making you pant and whimper for more, "fuck.. I love your little squeakies" he smiles, pulling back and leaning down to leave small kisses on each one before moving down your abdomen to the dip of your navel "you know you can trust me~ you'd do anything I ask for right? " he asks softly, giving you a look of obsesive love. "you're mine now, my sweet, pretty girl. I'll never let you go ~" he speaks, his eyes full of lust, unstrapping the spreader bar to let her rest, placing a collar on her as he pulled a blanket over her, feeling her hair gently.

"I hope you're ready for round two, I'll only give you a brief rest" he says, earning a giggle from her.

he leans over kissing her lips once more before she fell asleep

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❤Yandere Ghoul Nagito smut for Halloween ❤

Ghoul Yandere!Nagito x fem!reader. Smut. Cunilligus. Obsessive/ possessive behavior. Stalking. Orgasm denial. Mind breaky. Corruption.

My hands are gonna shake the entire time I type this. Nagito Komaeda, holy 😳 The love I have for this man is as collosal as my love for Scara. I am so scared I won't do him justice. *hides* I know no one is gonna see this.

You'd had no idea that Nagito Komaeda had been closer than you thought he was to you all night. If you moved to somewhere else at the party you were at, then so did he. He was determined to keep you in his sight all night.

It didn't help that you'd been cutting your fingers open on little things all night, a few times when you were trying to help your friend cut up apples earlier that night or cutting your finger on the edges opening something.

The smell of your blood and your scent had been hanging in the air all night. Nagito had to have you. You just smelled way too good, both you and your blood.

Essentially, since you were dressed in a sinful Little Red Riding Hood costume, he was the Big Bad Wolf coming for Little Riding Hood.

The way you smiled, the way you sort of covered your face with your hand when you laughed, the way the light shined off your hair, the way your hips swayed when you walked, how warm your skin looked, the way you giggled.

Everything about you was captivating and amusing at the same time. He wanted to take all of that and make it his. Every look, every laugh, every smile, it would be all for him and if he had his way only for him.

You didn't know how things could snowball out of control so fast, but you didn't care. It started with him coming out of the darkness on your way home from the party. He'd reached for your hand to lick the blood welling from one of the cuts on your fingers. His tongue lapping between your legs just felt too good.

Your blood tasted so sweet, igniting a dark desire within him.

Nagito's tongue was sloppy and wet on your cunt, his beautiful fingers digging possessive bruises into your thighs as he held them apart.

"To think someone like you would let trash like me dirty you so intimately with my tongue," He groaned like he'd been denied everything he'd ever wanted in his entire life, and now he was finally allowed to have the one taste he'd been craving. "It's so exhilarating.~ So thrilling~"

Your legs shook, your back arching off the bed as his lips latched around your clit, inserting three of his long, beautiful fingers inside of you at the same time he started sucking on your clit. You bucked your hips up, writhing on the bed as you pushed his face down onto your cunt.

Your whimpers and sobs of pleasure only made Nagito's cock throb more, making him rut desperately against the mattress. Squelching his fingers wetly in and out of you, scissoring your walls apart as he nudged them into your sweet, his tongue swirling around your clit, he proceeded to ruin every orgasm to suite his agenda.

"The hope that lights up in your eyes every time you think that maybe, just maybe I might let you cum is exquisite~ I need to see more of it~," This man had the most curious, hypnotic swirling to his eyes you'd ever seen.

The moment you'd met eyes with Nagito for the first time, he may as well have attached an invisible string around your heart, tugging and tugging little by little to lure you in with sweetly purred words and kind smiles.

"Please, Nagito, please! Not another one!" You cried out, pressing his mouth into your cunt. He vibrated a moan on your clit, laughing dark and drunk with lust. The look in your eyes, one desperate and so full of the purest hope he'd ever seen, he couldn't get enough of it.

"Say it~" Nagito purred, kitten licking your throbbing, swollen clit in a way that made you grind more needily up into his ministrations. "Say you'll be my precious, delicate pet~ Mine, all mine~ Your body, your blood, everything is all mine~," He nudged his fingers accurately into your sweet spot, groaning and moaning in bliss when your wet, warm walls clamped around his fingers.

"I'm yours, Nagito! I'm all yours, I promise!" You babbled, choking back sobs of pleasure, you'd lost count of how many orgasms that had built up before he'd ruined them. You were reeling, your head was spinning, your entire body quivering with the need to cum. "I'll be a good girl, I promise! Just please, let me cum!"

The fact that he was the one making you feel such intense pleasure, the fact that you needed trash like him to make you cum sent him reeling. His bruising fingers dug more into your flesh. It helped that you were soft, small, and oh so easily pliable.

Corruptible.

"Cum for me, pet~" Nagito purred appreciatively, giving your clit a few long, drawn out and ravenous sucks before you squirted on his tongue, tears of pleasure in your eyes at finally have gotten the release you needed. You didn't even hear yourself pleading for more.

And more Nagito was willing to give you. They say the perfect meal is human flesh for a ghoul. How wrong they were. His tongue lapped at your release, not wanting to waste a drop it was so precious.

He was going to take his time marking up every intimate part of your body. You are his now. His and no else's.

*waves shyly* Nagito Halloween smut 🥺 You know what I like🥰

Hey love! Of course I'll write you a Halloween themed Nagito ❤

⚠︎Warnings:Yandere, obsessive, resemblesDubcon, blood, gore, stalking, breeding, no condoms⚠︎

It's a dark Halloween night when Y/N was out in her Halloween costume, she wore a slutty red riding hood costume for a party.

The skirt rode up her thighs and provided no warmth from the harsh cold month of October. She knew there was a rampid ghoul on the lose, The Lover they call him, but she didn't care for it, thinking it's just some rumors for Halloween.

She left her home after dark to search for the party, unfortunately she wasn't the best with directions and got lost. She wandered for nearly 20 minutes before coming upon a park. There was a large oak tree that cast shadows over the park. The moonlight filtered through its leaves creating soft shadows. She walked up to the big tree and sat against its trunk. Y/N pulled out her phone to check for any messages, she had given up looking for the party. She wouldn't even notice the tall dark figure lurking near, not until she heard him speak.

"What is a sweet girl like you doing out this late? Don't you know how dangerous it is with scum like me around?" He taunted a bit, she turned to see a tall, lean male with white hair and the greyest eyes. He didn't seem like he tried much for Halloween, just some 'fake' blood thrown on him like a mess, other then that he was in normal clothing.

You turn your nose and scoff

"What's it to you? You're not even properly dressed to be out here" You report, however you couldn't deny you felt captured by his gaze. it was something about him that lured you to him. It was almost hypnotic, you barely even got that retort out.

He chuckled, finding you quite entertaining, seeing your feeble attempts to avoid him, he began walking towards you. He stopped inches away from you. "Why don't I walk you home? I promise to make sure you're protected", he asked softly. His voice sounded so seductive like it was trying to lull you into believing everything would be okay.

" S-sure.. better in parties of two right? " she spoke with a shy voice, she was slowly falling for his lure, his sky smirk was all it took for her to willingly take him to her home.

She stood up and grabbed her jacket and shoes, "Let's go" she said softly.He offered his arm to escort her back home while keeping an eye on her. Once again the two were walking through the dark streets of the city. Y/N could feel his warm touch against her hand and she found herself relaxing in his presence."I'm Y/N, by the way". She said shyly."My name is Nagito Komaeda, pleasure to meet you Y/N" he replied kindly and with a smile. They soon arrived to her apartment, walking in together, she would go to the kitchen to make dinner for the two.

"sorry I didn't expect company heh.. but what do you like to eat? I can make some chicken wings! " she said with a smile as she looked through her cabinet, not realizing he was slowly coming up behind her until she felt his hot breath against her neck and his hands holding her hips.

"you know.. I'm feeling more of thigh guy, I'm sure you don't mind right love? " he purrs as his hand moves to grab her thigh, just as she is sighing in pleasure his teeth sank into her neck, her blood tasted so sweet.. too sweet.. She screamed in pained pleasure, she didn't realize she was caught in the clutches of the Lover, it was then he realized something and moved from her neck, licking her stonging skin, his saliva having a healing property. He looked at her with a harsh stare, looking over her. She could see her own blood on his faces, his sharp fangs and his long tongue licking the blood.

"I'm feeling lucky tonight, I'll give you a choice, submit to me, give me a part of you to consume and be my sweet mate and survive or.. fight it and see how far you can get" he taunts sweetly, she felt funny, she felt hot. Did he have a venom? She shuttered and thought for a moment before speaking.

"M-My right eye.. I don't see well out of it anyways" some would call her crazy for doing this, she just couldn't resist him.

His smirk widened as he grabbed her wrist, pulling her to the bedroom . As they entered she gasped in pain as he roughly pressed her onto the bed, straddling her as he leaned down to kiss her neck again, "now let me taste it" his voice was low, she whimpered in response, he growled lowly, licking her neck again before biting it, this time less aggressive but more feral. It was like he was in heat, rutting up against her with a feral need. She whimpered as he continued sucking and biting her skin, his teeth grazing her throat and drawing blood from it. When she was finished, she cried out in pain as she saw blood on her clothes and on his lips."You will be mine now, I will consume you and be happy" his voice seemed deeper now, she felt his throbbing cock press against her weeping cunt, growling against her neck he slammed himself into her, taking her whole.

She screamed in pleasured pained, squirming under him as he pounds into her, breeding her, taking her as his. She feels so full, her walls tightening with every thrust of his hard cock. She could feel her climax approaching, his thrusts becoming more forceful and faster, she could feel a wave of euphoric bliss roll off him as he releases inside of her. He moaned loudly as the last bit of cum dripped from his leaking cock, filling her full of his seed. He groaned with a sly smirk

"Now rest, you'll be mated to me when you awake my love" He bit her neck one last time, she suddenly felt very tired, the pleasure she felt fading from her, "Sleep my lovely little Y/N, rest.. and remember your place, you belong to me now..."he whispered against her ear before kissing her passionately once more, now he will extract her promise to him and for the final piece of their mating rituals as a ghoul and human

Hi! I was wondering if you would probably be able to to write yandere aether and Xiao x fem reader smut noncon?👀 Or regular

Sorry for the long wait! Here's an Yandere! Aether x Fem!Reader Noncon!

Warnings:Noncon, forceful breeding, Yandere tendacies, Obsession.

In the bustling metropolis of Mondstadt, where the air crackled with energy and vibrant life, Y/N reigned supreme as a revered alchemist. Her name resonated through the streets, whispered with a mixture of admiration and awe. Days dissolved into nights as she delved into the arcane world of potions and elixirs, her nimble fingers dancing across cauldrons and vials, infusing her creations with a touch of magic. It was a life steeped in enchantment, a symphony of bubbling brews and swirling mists.

Unbeknownst to her, fate had conspired to spin its threads of destiny around her very being. The sun, basking in its golden glory, cast a benevolent gaze upon the city, as if foreshadowing the turn of events that awaited her. As the morning rays streamed through the tiny windows of her cozy workshop, they painted the room with a soft, ethereal glow. Shadows danced upon the wooden shelves that held her prized ingredients, each jar a treasure trove of possibilities.

Yet, amidst the rhythmic symphony of her alchemical pursuits, a gentle knock pierced the air, resonating through the tranquil space. Y/N, curious and intrigued, opened the door, only to be greeted by a sight that stirred something within her. Aether, the Traveller, stood before her, his eyes shimmering with wonder and admiration. Rumors of her beauty, both inside and out, had reached his ears, but the reality surpassed any expectation he had harbored.

Aether, a valiant honorary knight of Mondstadt, was renowned for his courage and his unwavering dedication to the realm and its inhabitants. His exploits were whispered in taverns and sung in ballads, each tale emphasizing his selflessness and the boundless compassion he held for those in need. But on this particular day, he found himself in a different kind of predicament, one that tugged at the deepest recesses of his heart.

Caught in the tempestuous whirlwind of emotions, he bared his soul to Y/N, his voice trembling with vulnerability and longing. The words flowed from his lips, a torrent of confession that spilled forth like a river eager to breach its banks.

"In the midst of a moonlit night, the air was heavy with anticipation. Y/N stood before him, their presence casting a mesmerizing glow that seemed to illuminate the darkness surrounding them. With every word he uttered, his voice trembled with a mixture of vulnerability and unwavering passion.

"Y/N," he began, his voice a gentle melody that hung in the air, "I can no longer bear the weight of this concealed affection that resides deep within my soul. It has grown into an uncontrollable flame, consuming my every thought and breath. The love I hold for you transcends the realms of time and space, reaching heights that defy the limits of the human heart."

As he confessed, his words became a symphony of emotions, each note reverberating through the very essence of their being. His love, like a fragile blossom yearning for the sun's caress, unfurled before them, revealing its delicate petals, glistening with the dew of devotion.

It was a declaration that transcended mere words, a fervent plea that echoed in the quiet corners of their shared existence. In that moment, he bared his soul, laying bare the depths of his affection and longing, like a painter revealing his masterpiece to the world.

With every syllable, the atmosphere shifted, as if the universe itself held its breath, silently awaiting the response that hung in the balance. The weight of his confession filled the night, intertwining with the stars that shimmered above, forming constellations of hope and desire.

As the echoes of his heartfelt words faded into the night, a pregnant pause filled the space between them. Time seemed to slow, suspended in a moment that held the potential to shape their destinies.

it was unfortunate for him though, she did not feel the same, she wanted to focus on her work, she had no time for love in her life.

"Aether.. I'm sorry but.. my lifes work is my love, look I need to get back to my-" Interrupted by Aether who's hand shot out to grab her arm when she tried to retreat into her home, he wasn't taking no for an answer. He was the honorary Knight, capable of many feats, what is it that she wants? Money? Fame? He can give it all to her.

As some of Inazuma called him 'a Yandere', he seemed very obsessive and even possive of Y/N, never once looking at anyone else like he looked at her, he was going to have her for himself, even if she didn't want him back.

With a sigh, he gently pulled her along, refusing to let her escape him again, as always. As he dragged her along through the winding streets, he could hear her protests, but couldn't quite hear her words over the cacophony of sounds around them. A strange sort of silence fell between them, Aether was bound and determined to have her for himself, taking her to Windrise.

"Remember when we first met? I was talking to Venti when you where gathering samples from the flora, you looked stunning, just like you do now-"

"Aether stop it! This isn't a romantic evening-"

"what do you mean? I'm taking you on a date where we met, don't you appreciate that? the hard work I do to protect Teyvat and you can't even date me? " His voice was harsh, a side of him she's never seen before.

Even though she knew he was only trying to protect her, his actions spoke louder than words and the look on his face told her all she needed to know about the state of his feelings.

She struggled against him, her attempts futile. She tried to pull herself away, to run as fast as she could, but it proved futile. The strong grip that held her captive kept her firmly in place, her struggles turning more frantic as panic set in. What if he really did love her? Would she regret her decision? Was this how love felt?

Her struggle increased exponentially until eventually, she gave up, defeated as Aether's grip grew tighter yet firmer.

They soon arrive to the beautiful tree, his mood changed as he smiled as if he wasn't taking her against her will.

"Here we will consummate our love and be together as one" he proclaim making her blood run cold.

Before she could think about running he already grabbed her, pushing her against the tree as his soft lips smash into her own in a heated kiss, his hands grasping her arms, keeping her locked in place. Despite her resistance and attempts at freeing herself, she couldn't break free. She couldn't breathe. The intensity of Aether's kiss overwhelmed her senses, rendering her completely unable to move. his hands over her body as his mouth moved her neck, her whines could be heard as he bit into the skin, marking her for himself, his hands were nimble and fast, an especially skilled swordsman. He continued to assault her, leaving marks on her throat and collarbone. Hers and his clothing fell to the ground, she tried to cover up but he stopped her

"𝘋𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘩𝘪𝘥𝘦 𝘴𝘶𝘤𝘩 𝘢 𝘣𝘦𝘢𝘶𝘵𝘪𝘧𝘶𝘭 𝘣𝘰𝘥𝘺" he purred as he shoved two fingers in her mouth

"𝘚𝘶𝘤𝘬 𝘰𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘮 𝘴𝘰 𝘪𝘵'𝘭𝘭 𝘣𝘦 𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘪𝘦𝘳 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘮𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘧𝘶𝘤𝘬 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘥𝘶𝘮𝘣 𝘰𝘯 𝘮𝘺 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘳𝘴" he taunts as a hand felt her breast.

She had no choice but to obey, shuttering as she sucked on his fingers, it wouldn't take long for then to be soaked enough, pulling them away and pushing them into her wet cunt.

"𝘏𝘰𝘸 𝘯𝘢𝘶𝘨𝘩𝘵𝘺, 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘤𝘭𝘢𝘪𝘮 𝘵𝘰 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘭𝘪𝘷𝘦 𝘮𝘦 𝘺𝘦𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶'𝘳𝘦 𝘴𝘰 𝘸𝘦𝘵 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘮𝘦" taunting her as his fingers spread her cunt, preping her for the main event. He groaned at how wet she was, proud it was because of him.

After inserting two more fingers, he began rubbing her clit, the sensation driving Y/N wild. Her eyes fluttered closed as she arched into his touch, letting his hands guide her into ecstasy. It felt so wrong yet so right, she didn't love him yet her body acted as if it did.

He continued teasing her, slowly pumping his fingers at a rapid rate. She felt her climax reaching, whimpering as her slick gushed out, covering his fingers and wrist, he pulled his fingers out and licked them, his eyes held a predatory look, one that would swallow her up whole. She was lost in them before feeling something hot and hard against her clothes, his throbbing cock pressed against her cunt.

"𝘉𝘦 𝘢 𝘨𝘰𝘰𝘥 𝘨𝘪𝘳𝘭 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘢𝘬𝘦 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘰𝘧 𝘮𝘦 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘺𝘰𝘶? " he purred, she tried to speak but was cut off with a yelp when he pushed himself in, bottoming out without giving her much of a chance to adjust.

He held her tightly against the tree while she struggled to regain control over her breathing, her mind reeling and still unable to process exactly what was going on.

"A-Aether-" she whimpered, moaning at the feeling, she struggled but nothing helped, it onto stirred him further into this heated rutting. His cock throbbing in her as he could feel her coming apart in his arms.

"I'll make you come again and again until you're begging for more, I swear to whatever Archon that's listening that I'm gonna make you scream my name!"

He was panting heavily, unaware of a certain wind born Bard watching from within the large tree. His pace picked up, his balls slapping against her ass as he drives himself further towards his ultimate goal, to make her his, to breed her.

The sight of it, of the beautiful woman that has captured his heart, laying underneath him in the grass, whimpering under him, her hands tugging on the hairs in his head and her legs wrapped tightly around his hips, as he pounds into her relentlessly, her cries ringing in his ears and in his heart.

"𝘉-𝘉𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘣𝘦 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘺 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘮𝘦 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦" he groaned as he felt his cock throb, his cum spilling into her as her walls clamp against his cock, sucking him dry, sending another wave of pleasure through him. He came inside of her once again as his muscles relaxed, his heart beating fast against hers as she lay next to him, completely spent.

Once again she found herself in the grasp of an angry god. Again she'd been caught unawares by someone who meant nothing to her. Aether if anything could be an Archon with his strength and ability, and now he's just caught the best prize of all, a pretty doting wife.

"Let's get married before the children are born, right here under this tree~" he purred, holding her close as her vision fades to black, the exhaustion catching up to her.

XIAOOOO

are we seeing him. ARE WE SEEING HIM. LOOK AT HIM LOOK AT HIS ARMS LOOK AT HIS HANDS LOOK AT HIS FACE UGHHHHHHHH I LOVE XIAO

Sorry I've been a bit busy! But I did make this special story for my Smut Soulmate @hitomisuzuya 🥰

I'll be working on requests as soon as possible! Kinda short! 😭

⚠Warnings⚠:Yandere themes, possessive/obsessive behavior, electro play, choking, Dacryphilia.

You actually did it, you managed to escape the Balladeer, a feat none has every gotten but you. On the run now you hid in a small town outside of Inazuma. Your plan was to hide in the City of Freedom, it seemed like the best place to live, away from him. Unfortunately you were still being pursued by him, the very same man who kidnapped you. As if sensing where you were hiding he had already found out your exact location and would be upon you soon. He must have seen that you managed to escape his clutches because of it as well. You didn’t want to see how he punished those that aided you so easily, but for now it was the best option for you. The only way to survive this mess was to find shelter, find allies, and start making plans. You hoped they would help you get through this disaster.

It's been a week since your escape and all seems to be well so far, a small farm had let you stay with them, an older couple took care of it. In exchange of hiding you, you worked on the farm which wasn't too hard. However what seemed to bother you the most was your thoughts, he really had you manipulated, brainwashed into loving him for so long that even though you escaped you can't help but to miss him? It's conflicting everything, you yearned for his touch, his hold yet repulsed by it.

All this and more went through your head at night when you slept and when you got up in the morning. It's just so confusing and frustrating and you felt like crying. This situation isn't good or healthy, you're stressed beyond belief. You need to make it through this so you can move on, then hopefully things will finally clear out.

That morning was went you felt your heart stop, you where in the barn tending to the animals when you could hear his voice outside, he had found you and he was so close to his prize. Following the sound of Electro sparking and the couple screaming you quickly tried to make your way out the back only to run into a large Fatui Harbinger, Childe. He must've aided Scaramouche in finding you, looking down at you with a smirk he managed to grab you before you could scramble to your feet, crying and shouting as the Balladeer made his way to you. Slowly striding up as if this was a fun game for him.

"You had your fun, you tried but failed miserably, maybe next time try not to leave such a visable path in your wake" He hissed annoyed as he got closer, you close your eyes looking away as you felt him put something on your neck, peeking an eye open you see a collar on your neck with a chain lead to his hand.

"She looks quite cute with it, maybe you should've put it on her before this and she wouldn't have escaped" Childe said letting go now that you're in the collar. He only earned a scoff from the Balladeer "I didn't think I needed to, I thought she learned her place" His electric eyes glaring holes into your soul as you felt electro travel up the chain shocking you slightly "I'll be sure to not make that mistake again, let's go this place is filthy and disgusting" yanking on your chain as he walked, Childe travelling behind you to make sure you couldn't escape.

That night was brutal, chained to his bed in nothing but the cute collar you wore for him, just for him. Your body on display for the Balladeer, he took notice that most of the markings he placed on you had faded, maybe he waited too long to play your game, he needed to remind you who you belonged to. You were just another piece on his chessboard, a pawn used to get him what he wanted. But now, he was going to teach you lesson after lesson on how to obey, how to submit to him, how to please him.

His hands feeling your body sending electro through you, watching your body twitch pathetically under him. "You're such a disobedient whore, ill make sure you'll never think of leaving me again, you'll stay by my side until your mortal life runs out, you hear me!? " he shouted sending more electro into you causing a painful scream, warning signs chuckled from him. Your body decorated in these marvelous electro strikes, scaring into your skin, something that won't fade. He enjoyed it, he loved torturing you. The worst part is that you can feel the pleasure coming off of him as you whimpered in pain. A smile forming on his face once seeing your reaction "See what happens if you disobey?"

He continued his assault feeling his cock press against your entrance "I won't be preparing you, you'll just have to learn to take me as your master or accept the pain of punishment. " he laughed shoving himself into you, your back arching in pain and pleasure mixed. Your mind breaking under it all, his cock making a visable bump on your lower abdomen, his hand pressing on it smirking "I'll never get over how well your small supple body takes me so well, you'll never take anyone else like this so stop even trying to escape me, you're mine and mine alone" he hissed as his hips snap into yours harshly . His hand pressed onto your neck forcing you down "I know you're afraid of me but I'm here to save you."

As you felt more volts enter your system the Balladeer leaned in to kiss your lips harshly, claiming you as his own. "You'll soon recognize me as your god, submit to me while you still have a will Mortal! "

he ordered thrusting in deeply inside of you, causing more shocks as he began to pound inside of you "Don't forget you belong to me!"

He fucked you hard and fast and deep, your body convulsing with pleasure in each thrust, tears streaming down your face and gasps escaping from your mouth. He groans as he releases deep, his seed spilling into you, filling you up, you whimpering from the intense pleasure and he smiles "My good little slut" he praised thrusting his hips one final time before pulling out, wiping himself down and yourself soly so his bed doesn't get too ruined. Releasing you on your bonds only to keep his collar and chain tied to the bed post. "Stay here, try to escape again and next time I won't stop Childe from using more extreme measures in finding you" he hissed a warning before leaving the room.

My Smut Soulmate made this beautiful head canons and I can't get enough of it🥰🥰❤❤

NSFW Yandere! Venti headcanons. Fem!reader. Smut. Obsessive behavior. Breeding kink. Aphrodisiac.

These were supposed to be with the Yandere!Xiao Headcanons I wrote for @xxventiswindblumexx but my dumb ass got too excited and posted without adding Venti's headcanons. Also tagging @kichikichiko and @that-one-gay-writer1227

All it took was one mention of you wanting to draw Dvalin because you thought the dragon was beautiful.

"I want to draw Dvalin," you told your friend, "He deserves to appreciated for all he has been through."

After that, Venti was fixated on you.

He needed to know everything and anything about you.

He did a bit asking around. He found out some of your art had been published into a few light novels as illustrations.

Venti went and found every novel that had your art in it at Yae Publishing House. We went under a different name as an artist, but it had been easy to figure out it was you.

Just ask the right person with a few drinks and he found out what he wanted to know.

In fact, all that information had come from your friend. Three glasses of a fruity flavored wine and she told him everything he asked.

She didn't say where you lived or worked though, even when he reworded the question to indirectly get the answers he wanted. Your friend must be smarter than he gave her credit for. Venti had to admit he was frustrated.

So Venti constantly hung around Mondstadt, watching from his Statue in front of the Cathedral for a good vantage point until he caught sight of you.

He released dandelion seeds into the air that would tell him where you were at all times, relaying that information to him via the wind.

How lucky for him one day when he saw some men harassing you in the street.

"I'll have you know that it's rude to talk a lady in this manner. Now be gone," Venti looked totally sweet and innocent, even easy going, but on the insider, there was a storm of anger inside of him.

You shouldn't have to hear such lewd comments even though he thought the same things they'd said to you outloud.

Not in a crude way. But a romantic way.

Cause see, he finally noticed how perfect your hips were for carrying children. His children.

Getting you pregnant became his newest obsession. It was all he thought about. He even read every book about pregnancy he could get his hands on. And he hadn't even taken you out on a single date yet.

Your first date turned into a second date and then a third.

As the months passed, Venti couldn't take it anymore.

He gave a certain alchemist a recipe to make. It was just a harmless wine sweetener. At least that's what Albedo thought.

You didn't even taste anything when he slipped it into your wine.

"So, tell me, do you want children?"

It was an innocent question, one brought up disguised in idle conversation. He waited until he saw the aphrodisiac start to take effect.

Even if you said you didn't want kids right now, you surely would say yes because of how you were feeling.

To his delight, not only had you said yes, but you also asked him to take you home because you were feeling warm and needy.

Venti waited until you were on your knees, moaning with your lips around his cock to tell you, "How would like to carry the children of the Ameno Archon? It would be a high honor, don't you think?"

You struggled to nod as Venti pushed his cock to rest into your throat.

The aphrodisiac made you so sensitive. Even after he cummed inside of you, you still begged for more. Like you needed it. Like you craved it.

Like he craved you.

You even begged him to cum down your throat more than once.

It seemed you were absolutely insatiable that night.

And that was fine with him.

He fucked his cum back inside of you as many times as you asked. Provided you begged for it and worshipped him like a god blessing you with a privilege.

My Smut Soulmate made this beautiful head canons and I can't get enough of it🥰🥰❤❤

NSFW Yandere! Venti headcanons. Fem!reader. Smut. Obsessive behavior. Breeding kink. Aphrodisiac.

These were supposed to be with the Yandere!Xiao Headcanons I wrote for @xxventiswindblumexx but my dumb ass got too excited and posted without adding Venti's headcanons. Also tagging @kichikichiko and @that-one-gay-writer1227

All it took was one mention of you wanting to draw Dvalin because you thought the dragon was beautiful.

"I want to draw Dvalin," you told your friend, "He deserves to appreciated for all he has been through."

After that, Venti was fixated on you.

He needed to know everything and anything about you.

He did a bit asking around. He found out some of your art had been published into a few light novels as illustrations.

Venti went and found every novel that had your art in it at Yae Publishing House. We went under a different name as an artist, but it had been easy to figure out it was you.

Just ask the right person with a few drinks and he found out what he wanted to know.

In fact, all that information had come from your friend. Three glasses of a fruity flavored wine and she told him everything he asked.

She didn't say where you lived or worked though, even when he reworded the question to indirectly get the answers he wanted. Your friend must be smarter than he gave her credit for. Venti had to admit he was frustrated.

So Venti constantly hung around Mondstadt, watching from his Statue in front of the Cathedral for a good vantage point until he caught sight of you.

He released dandelion seeds into the air that would tell him where you were at all times, relaying that information to him via the wind.

How lucky for him one day when he saw some men harassing you in the street.

"I'll have you know that it's rude to talk a lady in this manner. Now be gone," Venti looked totally sweet and innocent, even easy going, but on the insider, there was a storm of anger inside of him.

You shouldn't have to hear such lewd comments even though he thought the same things they'd said to you outloud.

Not in a crude way. But a romantic way.

Cause see, he finally noticed how perfect your hips were for carrying children. His children.

Getting you pregnant became his newest obsession. It was all he thought about. He even read every book about pregnancy he could get his hands on. And he hadn't even taken you out on a single date yet.

Your first date turned into a second date and then a third.

As the months passed, Venti couldn't take it anymore.

He gave a certain alchemist a recipe to make. It was just a harmless wine sweetener. At least that's what Albedo thought.

You didn't even taste anything when he slipped it into your wine.

"So, tell me, do you want children?"

It was an innocent question, one brought up disguised in idle conversation. He waited until he saw the aphrodisiac start to take effect.

Even if you said you didn't want kids right now, you surely would say yes because of how you were feeling.

To his delight, not only had you said yes, but you also asked him to take you home because you were feeling warm and needy.

Venti waited until you were on your knees, moaning with your lips around his cock to tell you, "How would like to carry the children of the Ameno Archon? It would be a high honor, don't you think?"

You struggled to nod as Venti pushed his cock to rest into your throat.

The aphrodisiac made you so sensitive. Even after he cummed inside of you, you still begged for more. Like you needed it. Like you craved it.

Like he craved you.

You even begged him to cum down your throat more than once.

It seemed you were absolutely insatiable that night.

And that was fine with him.

He fucked his cum back inside of you as many times as you asked. Provided you begged for it and worshipped him like a god blessing you with a privilege.

My Smut Soulmate made this beautiful head canons and I can't get enough of it🥰🥰❤❤

NSFW Yandere! Venti headcanons. Fem!reader. Smut. Obsessive behavior. Breeding kink. Aphrodisiac.

These were supposed to be with the Yandere!Xiao Headcanons I wrote for @xxventiswindblumexx but my dumb ass got too excited and posted without adding Venti's headcanons. Also tagging @kichikichiko and @that-one-gay-writer1227

All it took was one mention of you wanting to draw Dvalin because you thought the dragon was beautiful.

"I want to draw Dvalin," you told your friend, "He deserves to appreciated for all he has been through."

After that, Venti was fixated on you.

He needed to know everything and anything about you.

He did a bit asking around. He found out some of your art had been published into a few light novels as illustrations.

Venti went and found every novel that had your art in it at Yae Publishing House. We went under a different name as an artist, but it had been easy to figure out it was you.

Just ask the right person with a few drinks and he found out what he wanted to know.

In fact, all that information had come from your friend. Three glasses of a fruity flavored wine and she told him everything he asked.

She didn't say where you lived or worked though, even when he reworded the question to indirectly get the answers he wanted. Your friend must be smarter than he gave her credit for. Venti had to admit he was frustrated.

So Venti constantly hung around Mondstadt, watching from his Statue in front of the Cathedral for a good vantage point until he caught sight of you.

He released dandelion seeds into the air that would tell him where you were at all times, relaying that information to him via the wind.

How lucky for him one day when he saw some men harassing you in the street.

"I'll have you know that it's rude to talk a lady in this manner. Now be gone," Venti looked totally sweet and innocent, even easy going, but on the insider, there was a storm of anger inside of him.

You shouldn't have to hear such lewd comments even though he thought the same things they'd said to you outloud.

Not in a crude way. But a romantic way.

Cause see, he finally noticed how perfect your hips were for carrying children. His children.

Getting you pregnant became his newest obsession. It was all he thought about. He even read every book about pregnancy he could get his hands on. And he hadn't even taken you out on a single date yet.

Your first date turned into a second date and then a third.

As the months passed, Venti couldn't take it anymore.

He gave a certain alchemist a recipe to make. It was just a harmless wine sweetener. At least that's what Albedo thought.

You didn't even taste anything when he slipped it into your wine.

"So, tell me, do you want children?"

It was an innocent question, one brought up disguised in idle conversation. He waited until he saw the aphrodisiac start to take effect.

Even if you said you didn't want kids right now, you surely would say yes because of how you were feeling.

To his delight, not only had you said yes, but you also asked him to take you home because you were feeling warm and needy.

Venti waited until you were on your knees, moaning with your lips around his cock to tell you, "How would like to carry the children of the Ameno Archon? It would be a high honor, don't you think?"

You struggled to nod as Venti pushed his cock to rest into your throat.

The aphrodisiac made you so sensitive. Even after he cummed inside of you, you still begged for more. Like you needed it. Like you craved it.

Like he craved you.

You even begged him to cum down your throat more than once.

It seemed you were absolutely insatiable that night.

And that was fine with him.

He fucked his cum back inside of you as many times as you asked. Provided you begged for it and worshipped him like a god blessing you with a privilege.

My Smut Soulmate made me some beautiful Yandere Xiao head canons ❤❤ 🤤

Yandere! Xiao NSFW Headcanons. Obsessive behavior. Smut. Dubcon. A mix of the usual shabang.

This is for @xxventiswindblumexx they had a bad night last night and I stayed up with them while I calmed my Roma down cause of the wind. And they always said they think Yandere is my best forte so here is an early #suzu after dark piece. @that-one-gay-writer1227 you were curious, yes?

Xiao just couldn't help himself when he first saw you chatting with one of your friends near Liyue Harbor.

He didn't usually venture into the Harbor, preferring to keep a low profile and move in the shadows.

All that changed the second he smelt you. The second he heard your voice. The second he saw you smile. The second your eyes met his in causal acknowledgment. The second he saw your fingers move when you tucked your hair behind your ear.

Xiao didn't think he would be so prone to quick infatuation and obsession. He thought both of those feelings were below an Adeptus to feel and they would serve him no purpose in protecting Liyue, so why would he need to pursue something romantic with anyone?

He spent hours puzzling out different ways to get your attention. "Hello," just wasn't going to cut it. You didn't deserve such a simple first meeting. Xiao really wanted to get your attention.

And then, he had his aha moment.

Xiao spent the next few months following you wherever you went. He studied everything about you. Your speech patterns, your mannerisms, the way your voice changed in pitch when you talked. He memorized it all, especially with how your body moved when you walked.

You even set up his lead in perfectly. "I am afraid of being outside after dark. Monsters scare me." You'd told your friend, who gave you a worried expression, apologizing when she told you that she couldn't walk you home like usual.

Xiao pounced on the opening. He cleared his throat. "If you are afraid of walking home by yourself at night, take a short cut through Stone Gate, you should be safe from any monsters." And with that, he was gone before you could even ask him who he was or thank him for the advice.

Too bad for you he lied. Stone Gate was always crawling with monsters at night. But don't worry, he would swoop right in like the knight in shining armor saving a damsel in destress. Then you'll have to notice him, right?

You would even show him gratitude. He couldn't wait.

The area was occupied with two Ruins Guards.

He dispatched them easily and quickly. He didn't want to scare you too much if he went all out to show off for you.

"Thank you, I don't know what I would've done if you hadn't saved me. What's your name?"

"Xiao," was all he said. He walked you home and made sure you were safe.

Actually he stayed there until sunrise.

Xiao started doing this every night now.

Soon it became a habit for him to mislead you innocently on purpose. But he needed you to depend on him. To be paranoid to even leave your home without him.

And each him he would come to your rescue at exactly the right moment.

Each time you asked him what you could do to repay him for always being around to keep you safe, and he told you not worry about it.

Xiao didn't feel bad for misleading you all the time. And you didn't suspect a thing. As the two of you got closer, he eventually moved right in with you like it was something natural.

It's what was supposed to happen.

It was nearly five months later that Xiao couldn't take hearing you ask him how you could thank him.

"If you insist on repaying me, then get down on your knees and pay me back with your mouth. I've been pent up for almost a year because of you."

With wide, doe eyes you did as he asked. Did he know how you felt about him? It was the most erotic moment of your life. At that point at least.

Xiao never thought he would hear himself moan so loud in ecstasy when you started sucking him off. "That's right, I knew you would. I know you aren't as innocent as you think you are. Now swallow, slut. The Conqueror of Demons deserves no less."

When you started moaning happily, your mouth making wet, sloppy noises, the vibrations on his cock made him grip your hair and control your pace, making you gag and cough until he cummed down your throat.

He used his fingers to push any cum that was left over on the corners of your mouth onto your tongue. Which was now his favorite part of your mouth.

Thank you to everyone who got me to 2500 likes!

Thank you everyone for the love! And especially thank you to my Smut Soulmate for helping me get this far and for inspiring me! 🥰❤

@hitomisuzuya

This is me and @hitomisuzuya 🤤🥰

My lovely made some head canons and ideas for our characters and I love them 🥰

Feel free to ignore this. Or enjoy 😌 I just wanna expand on @xxventiswindblumexx idea about their Archon of Death and Decay.

Fem! reader. Mention of Scara. Not really smutty but suggestive in one part. Full useless idea expansion appreciation and admiration information. It's a bunch of ignorable blah blah blah lol.

To say you were traumatized from head to toe was an understatement.

You were born with a Vision, your parents worshipping the God sword weapon, Muramasa.

You couldn't die

Dottore had taken advantage of your parents and the cult they belonged to tucked away deep in Inazuma. He said offer him a child that was born with a vision. It would be the only way to wake up Muramasa and give him a vessel.

He lied. He didn't expect his silly experiment to actually work.

Muramasa been stirring to life for years and years, waiting while you grew up, sensing the moment you were born.

For years and years you screamed in pain and bled and your body was pushed to it's absolute limits.

When Muramasa awakened, you told Dottore that one day, you would kill him and every single one of his clones. In fact, you promised. He said he couldn't wait. To please try anytime you like. That he would gladly rip Muramasa from your soul and force the sword back inside of you just to hear you scream and cry from pain.

You promptly headed to your village, slaughtered your parents and the entire cult and burnt the small village to the ground.

But not before the cult members tried to kill you. And take away your ability to ever have children.

You became a Fatui assassin. Turning down a Harbinger rank. It didn't interest you. For some reason.

You were dedicated and in love with Scaramouche. And he to you.

The Archon of Death and Decay was aware of you now.

She'd known Muramasa for decades.

He'd promised her that his precious vessel would be her loyal retainer. To treat her with care.

And in you burst in one day on orders to kill her.

She was stronger than you were, easily disarming you.

"Child, what are you doing here?"

You froze. She has such an imposing name. And she was beautiful. With a mother's face.

"You called me child? Ma'am, I can't die. Muramasa won't let me. I haven't been a child for many years." You replied, your resolve in completing your job fading.

Letting you sit up, she stroked your cheek with her thumb.

"So it's you," she murmured, hovering her hand over your stomach. She laughed, but out pity. "What a shame. You have been through a lot. And your lover really is..unique."

You clung to her the rest of the night.

Scaramouche was very threatened when you become the Archon's loyal retainer and advisor. "You aren't doing to steal her from me. She's mine, understood." He snarled one day.

She nodded. "Yes, yes, of course. But here, take these and give them to her as you like. She likes that."

Also gifted you a beautiful black horse.

My Smut Soulmate made this absolutely beautiful headcanons 🤤

Ok so my filthy mind has been thinking about this scenario where like how Mondstadt has a church, imagine Liyue had one for Morax and similar to your story with Barbatos where the reader is a nuna and devoted bride to Zhongli(never actually married just kept innocent and pure in his name)

Xiao protects the church as much as he does anything else (ofc) but he's been coming by the church to watch over it more then usual, he didn't know why himself just felt as if he needed to, unaware he was closer to his rut then expected.

Zhongli catches Xiao hanging around the church more and spoke "I appreciate your effort Xiao but you don't have to worry that much, I'm sure the church isn't going to be attacked" Zhongli didn't realize that Xiao wasn't just hanging around to protect the church but rather keep an eye on her. He was infatuated and couldn't process this emotion.

So when his rut comes along one night, he would seek her out, fighting his inner emotions on defiling his gods perfect little wife, his follower. 🤭

Don't hold anything back either! The filthier the better!

NSFW Xiao Headcanons. Xiao in heat. Can be read as Dub con. Sub!Xiao Slightly obsessive behavior from Xiao.

This is for you, my beloved smut soulmate. I added extra filthy touches for you.❤️

You were married to Zhongli in name only. He kept you pure. Maybe just for Xiao. He didn't know nor did Zhongli care.

You lived in a room at the Church erected in his name.

Too bad (or is it) that Xiao took notice of you. Zhongli really should've known that Xiao would fixate on his pretty, pure little darling that he doted on in name only.

"I appreciate your concern, Xiao, but you don't need to hang around so often and protect the church at night. Liyue needs you more." Zhongli said.

Xiao didn't listen.

His rut was coming faster than expected.

Xiao hung around the church more and more, watching you and finding any excuse to talk to you.

And he didn't know why. He didn't understand that what he was feeling. Tonight all he was acting on was pure primal instinct. That was all he knew when he was in a rut. And he needed you.

Needed to breed with you.

After trying to jack himself off for what felt like hours to thoughts of you, his finger barely sticky cum.

When he arrived at the Church, there was only thought his head.

You. You. You. You. You.

Xiao needed to breed with you. Fuck you. Fill you full. He was feeling troubled and a little irrational.

He was in a rut and he didn't understand.

Xiao's cheeks were flushed. He was exhausted and panting.

His heart leapt when you rushed to his side, asking him what was wrong and what you could do to help.

You had no shame in admitting that you felt the same way about him. You wanted him to corrupt your purity. You were sick of remaining pure for your husband.

Xiao pinned you down on your bed, licking and biting your lips and neck.

"Please, y/n, I need you. Let me please you. It's all I can think about. Please help me."

Xiao's hands would tear at your clothes as he stripped himself.

Kissing you deeply. It was hard for him to pull away. Just having your naked body pressed under his like heaven.

Xiao nearly cummed all over your cunt as he rubbed his erection between your legs.

The way you twitched and moaned his name was making him feel painfully hard.

With each rub of his cock, he whined louder. And never stopped babbling.

"I want you, y/n! You feel so soft and supple. And warm. All I need is you right now!" He'd cry out.

His head spun with love when you cried out for him desperately, grabbing his wrist and using his fingers to rub your clit.

But not before you licked and sucked on his fingers.

"Ruin me, Xiao. Take my purity and ruin it. Use my body and cum in me as many times as you want. Please Xiao! Please."

You were getting swept up in lust.

Your pussy would swallow Xiao's cock as he flipped you on top of him so you could ride him.

"I'm going to fill you so fucking full. I can't get enough of you. I never can. Be mine. You are mine. You always have been."

Xiao needed to defile you.

Nothing turned him on more than defiling and owning the little darling that was married to the man he depended on and trusted the most.

Here I am. Do not hold back. Write the filthiest Dom! Tighnari in heat smut that you can. Forest chase, aphrodisiacs, primal urge, marking, knotting, choking. Go absolutely ham.

Of course! Sorry it took so long to get this one out! But I hope you enjoy my Smut Soulmate ❤

⚠Warnings:⚠Predator and Prey, Marking, Breeding, Knotting, Choking, Aphrodisiac usage, Hate fuck, Dubcon/Noncon.

You where a forest ranger, you where decent but not near as good as your superior Tighnari and you hated that. He was kind but comes off as cocky a lot especially with you.

You two have been arguing and always fighting anytime he corrected you, couldn't he just let you be? Well luckily you might get just that, the two months he hides away is coming up, it starts in a day and you'll finally have two months of peace.

During his last day the two of you where bickering as usual, you where supposed to survey parts of the forest but you missed some areas and according to Tighnari they where 'the most important area's' and if you hadn’t found the spot by sunrise tomorrow then ‘it wouldn’t make sense to go through it again tomorrow, so you must do it today’. You tried protesting but it only resulted in him huffing and walking back to his hut giving you no room to argue anymore. Great just how you wanted to spend your night, in the dark forest.

You packed what you needed and headed out that night, frustrated and annoyed but vigilant, you couldn't mess up again after all no matter how much you despised him he's still your superior.

Meanwhile at his hut Tighnari was pacing back and fourth biting his knuckles. He knew his rut was starting soon and he was very anxious on it, it always came so suddenly, no matter how much he prepared he was truly never prepared for it.

The thought of losing himself in his rut made him anxious. It was like a parasite in his mind, slowly taking over his thoughts. His brain kept telling him it wasn't going to happen, that he would be strong enough to suppress it, he had control. However it was never enough, so he always stayed in his hut during it, it wasn't too bad until you came around. He hated to admit it but his instincts wanted you, everything about you was perfect, well almost everything. He hated how you retaliated against him, to his animal side it was a sign of dominance and it was very degrading to him that this female he wanted as a mate kept trying to over throw him, he couldn't have that, but he also didn't want to admit he liked you. So he hid it under aggression, even when he was calm.

So tonight before you left to go on patrol he slipped some aphrodisiacs in your water bottles, if he must suffer this lust so should you.

It was late when his rut hit him like a ton of bricks, it wasn't something he could ever ease into, it always hits him at once.

He's on his bed rutting into his pillow, he couldn't get enough, he kept thinking of you, it didn't help the paperwork from your sloppy survey was scented by you. He got annoyed and stood up, he couldn't stop it anymore he needed you. He didn't even bother to put anything on, only wearing boxers. Tonight was the new moon so the area would be pitch black, hiding him well.

Back to you, after drinking almost all your water as you used a flashlight to look around, you noticed yours starting to feel hot, thinking maybe it's just humid you pull off your jacket leaving you in a tank top. But it didn't help, your body was reacting to something but as you looked around none of the flora or mushrooms should have any effects like this. Arousal bubbling in your stomach as you felt a bit dizzy, you continue to walk trying to find your way home as the dizziness made it more difficult.

"You don't look so good, maybe you should let me help" you heard his voice though it didn't seem like him at all. You turn to see Tighnari, well kinda it's hard to see but his green brown eyes shined fairly easily. They're hazed over with lust his voice also spoke of it.

"Tighnari.. i-i don't know what's g-going on its like some flora-"

"I'll give you one minute to run, after that I won't show any mercy to you or your soft body" he spoke as he looked down on you, it was like a predator looking at his pray, drool slightly gathering at the corner of his lips, picking them as he watched.

"But Tighnari-" interrupted again as he started to count down, realizing he was serious you turn and make a run for it, however it was hard to run with your head and body in another place, the dizziness making it hard not to run into something as your legs felt weak, but you continued.

Tighnari followed you but in a walk, he didn't need to run, your arousal was enough of a trail for him to find you easily, that and you weren't that quiet either as you ran. His tail swishing back and fourth eagerly as his ears twitched to every little sound you made.

Though you had more stamina when it came to running then he thought, annoyed it's taking longer he used his Dendro vision to create a root below you, causing you to fall over.

"Too bad you didn't survey the area huh? You would've known of these roots being everywhere" he scoffed, even though he did create this one, it was merely an extension to an already existing root.

You reached out trying to crawl away but was stopped as soon as you felt his body against yours, more roots gathering around your wrists to hold them still as his hands start to pull your clothing off, his claws tearing at them easily. You whine and squirm under him, only causing him to become more aroused if possible "You're not helping your case, then again when do you ever do anything right? " he scolds and degrades as he nuzzled into your neck, licking and biting at spots until he found your sensitive spot, causing you to let out a moan, his tail swaying faster at your response.

His hand traveled upwards slowly to stroke along your skin and he started moving his tongue up against your throat, lapping at your tender flesh. Your breathing grew heavier at the sensation and you tried to fight it but were unable, Tighnari started kissing your jawline and ear lobe and you let your head hang to the side.

He soon grew more impatient as his he wanted to make you his, he couldn't wait as you felt his tip press against your hole

"T-Tighnari wait!" you whined in protest yet he didn't pay any mind slamming himself into you, a low growl leaving his throat as his clawed hands grip your hips, his snapped into yours over and over, causing his claws to leave red streaks behind. With each shove he felt himself getting closer to his goal as his mouth latched on to your neck, teeth grazing the soft skin there as you squirmed under him.

Your hands clawing the dirt and vines holding them, your body felt closer to a release, as much as you tried to hold back you couldn't, his hand holding your throat tightly as he groaned, feeling your walls clamp against his cock, causing him to feel his release coming quickly. As he moaned loudly you couldn't help it, you were about to cum as your whole body tensed up, letting out a scream that you instantly regretted as your back arched as your climax washed over you with force, Tighnari bit your shoulder leaving his mark as you felt his knot swell, shoving it into as far as he could, filling your womb with his seed.

Once you calmed down he laid there panting and moaning,his knot finally going down, his claws digging into your arms which you could now see were covered in red welts. "I'm not finished yet" he said in a dark tone as he slammed himself back in "by the time the sun rises I'll make sure you take, you'll be so full of my pups" His hand grazing your stomach as he picked his speed up once more. Your body spasm as you couldn't stay awake, slowly passing out, feeling that he wasn't slowing down.

Venti/Barbatos x follower fem reader!

Much like my Smut Soulmate I was nervous for this release since I mainly have scara Simps on here but since they're posting I'm posting! We post together 🥺❤👫

Here's to good fan fiction! 🍷

@hitomisuzuya

⚠Warnings⚠:God complex,superiority kink, corruption, venti being himself, pervert stuff, praise kink, breeding kink, mentions of Alcohol because ya know venti.

Barbatos, the Archon of Freedom, holder of the Ameno Vision and the weakest Archon according to those who do not live in Mondstadt. It doesn't matter what they say however, to you he is all you need, to believe in, to love, to feel protected. You're a nun in the Favonius Cathedral, ever since you were young you've dedicated your life to preserve, protect and to teach everything Barbatos was about.

You lived among another named Barbara, she's the Deaconess, she is older but not by much. However you've noticed she's been neglecting her dutys, only slightly not something an average person would notice. She seems to be infatuated with the Traveller, sure he is interesting but he didn't peek your interest as much as a certain bard that seemed to follow him occasionally. Unaware of the bards true identity of course you tried to stray from temptation, barely speaking to him unless he speaks first which surprisingly happens often.

The bard known as Venti often runs right up to you first thing whenever the traveller enters the church. You of course speak to him, after all even with your crush on the male it would be rather rude and ungodly to ignore him, not that you would want to anyways.

The bard often talks about anything that comes on his mind it seems, things such as if you tried wine or if you really lived in the church all day and night. Yes you've tried wine, only communal wine however, nothing compared to what the bard had drank in his nights at the winery. How do you know? He often came to the church doors late at night crying out to see you in his drunken state, slurring words and being very touchy. You of course always opened the doors as it was your job to help those in need and even with his constant self destructive habits, he's still someone who needs help. It's unknown rather the bard had a home or family so he usually slept in a pew on those nights, and on the other times he isn't drunk you aren't sure where he goes, though the traveller assures you he's fine.

Today was like many others, quiet and peaceful as you could see the sun's rays shining in through the large windows and the sound of the wind blowing gently outside. That morning Barbara informed you that she would be out for the next week, it was rather strange, she's never left the church that long, however she assured you it was just to spend time with family, with her older sister Jean. So you would be alone to care for the Cathedral which wasn't too hard, not a whole lot happens really.

Around noon the traveller came to the church asking for Barbara, you unfortunately had to inform the man that she was out for a week. He took it well and decided to leave however his bard friend seemed to not notice. After Aether left Venti as usual ran to you and started off on his usual conversations.

"So Y/N, are you really alone for a week? Like by yourself? I can imagine it'll be sooo lonely huh" He said in a slight teasing voice as you was both sat at a pew. "Yes, I'll be on my own however I have all I need for company, the winds Lord Barbatos bestowed upon the city is enough company and comfort" You replied knowing he was probably going to try to stay around, in a fantasy sure you would like him to stay.. and maybe do other th- No! You cannot think this way, this is sinful and will distract you from your purpose. Shaking her head some as you cleared your thoughts you noticed Venti as leaning over, his hand reaching up to your face, you move away some "What are you doing Venti?"you asked with a sigh as he giggled " your face is all red, what could be going through your mind? Nothing dirty I hope~! " he teased as you didn't notice. In embarrassment you stood up sighing "Venti I must ask you to leave as I need to clean the pews and return to my duties, maybe another time we can chat about something related to the church" you said to him with a bit of sass as he only smirked as he got up "Oh sure, I'll definitely be coming back to talk about Lord Barbatos~" he teased before leaving.

Later that night as you was already settled into your bed in the back of the Cathedral you started to close your eyes when you heard the all too familiar sound of someone knocking and banging against the large doors of the church. You thought about not even bothering with it being that your alone but after a few minutes the banging continued along with faint whining, sighing you got up in your silk robes and headed towards the front. You wore white beautiful sleeping robes, no they weren't see through, at least not unless gotten wet but if you remember correctly it's not supposed to rain so no worried right?

Just before you get to the door you hear a loud thunder strike! You looked at the windows and noticed the very heavy downpour, just as you were going to grumble about your outfit you heard the banging and ran to the door, almost forgot he was out there.

Unlocking and opening the large doors you see Venti, crumbled onto the stairs, his clothes soaking wet as he looked up at you pitifully "Y/N~ you took sooo long to get the door today... I'm all wet now.. " he whined, you couldn't help but to feel bad for the boy. After all it doesn't rain often here and definitely never stormed this bad in awhile. You reach down to help him up but only to pull you into the rain too. Great just what you needed, not even thinking on how translucent your outfit must be you're more focused on getting the drunken bard inside, helping him up and inside the church, the doors closing behind you. It's then now that you're soaking wet you noticed how cold the main Hall with the pews get at night, you decided he couldn't sleep here, he would catch a cold or worse. You walk him to the back where your room was, of course you couldn't sleep in the same bed so you where already thinking on taking Barbaras room, she wouldn't mind.

You set him down and start looking in your dresser for something wearable for him, of course after you already given him a towel to at least warm up with.

However the whole time you're digging through your clothes you could feel his eyes staring at you, almost forgetting your what used to be a pretty silk nightgown is now see through thanks to the rain. "Can you not stare so hard Venti? I'm trying to find something for you to wear" you say, not able to look at him in embarrassment.

He shakes his head a smile tugging on his lips as he leans in closer "No, it's just that you're so adorable.. you know that don't you? I'd love to hold you in my arms" the bard slurred as he was right up against you, you could feel his chest, did.. did he take his wet clothes off already??

You turn to face him to see he was only in boxers, your eyes couldn't help but betray you, looking at his body and especially the ever growing tent in his underwear.

"V-Venti! Why are yo-" Before you could argue he placed a finger over your lips, his eyes glowed as marking appeared on to his body, it was then when you could see him for who he was, as Lord Barbatos.

"Didn't I tell you earlier? I would come back to talk, of course it would be a bit selfish since it is about me~" He giggled as he was pressed against you, you could feel him poking you, these feelings of arousal was familiar but not all too familiar, yes you had a life of abstinence but you're human and of course would have those thoughts occasionally.

"Speechless? Not surprising, after all you are meeting the very Archon you've been worshiping all your life, tell me Y/N, do you want to please your Archon? To be my little follower? " he said with lust laced heavily in his voice. His tone was soft but filled with desire and want, you wanted him to kiss you so bad right now.

"L-Lord Barbatos... " you mumbled unable to form words, he let out a low groan at the name, it's been ages since he's been called by his true name, it only serves to intensify his lust. "Yes call me that more, your Lord, your Archon~" his soft lips crashing into yours, his hands was quick to pull the wet nightgown off, he didn't want you to get a cold now would he?

Your body felt hot to his touch, you felt sparks go off in your body whenever his hands moved across them, yet you didn't resist it, why should you? He is your Archon, all these years serving him, unaware he was always there, in plain sight.

He pushed you onto the bed, hovering over you, he is so pretty, his eyes.. his glowing tattoos, his face and everything, he truly was an Archon, your Archon.

You shiver under his gaze as you felt himself moving his mouth against your collarbone, your head feeling dizzy as he bites you harshly as you whimper slightly. A soft moan leaves your lips as he moves lower kissing and sucking on your neck, you gasp a bit in surprise, his hands wander over your body as he presses his chest against yours and you both feel heat spread through your bodies, a small whimper escaping your lips as his hands continue their path downwards, to your core.

It doesn't take long for him to find what he was looking for, his hands begin to push your hips upwards, wanting to feel the sensation of skin on skin between the two of you, you whimper once more, feeling a small nip on your neck as he begins to suck on it, you feel yourself arching your back as he continues to work his magic on you, you feel yourself becoming wetter and wetter, you could feel your legs shaking as you tried to keep yourself still, you could feel his fingers slipping inside you to feel the warmth inside you, it was exciting. Moaning out his name and whimpering for more "Ssshhh... I knew you'd like this~, just give me a moment, my muse" he said as his kisses made their way to your stomach, moving up your torso slowly. You moan quietly, your hands gripping his hair gently as your body trembles uncontrollably.

His slender fingers made quick work of you, it didn't take long for you get close already, moaning, whimpering and begging "My Lord, Barbatos please~! " but of course just before you could release he slipped his fingers out, giggling. He's still the same bard you met, a teasing man.

Before you could retaliate you felt his member press into you, whining as tears flowed, the Archon sympathized with you, whiping your tears as he whispered sweet nothings into your ear as he pushed further until he was fully into you.

As he began to move, it wasn't the pain that shocked you so much as the pleasure that made you tremble and let out moans, it was intoxicating really, the sensation was so overwhelming, he thrust harder as he held you tighter as you bucked underneath him, crying out as you gripped his shoulders, you couldn't seem to hold yourself still anymore, a mixture of pleasure and pain mixed inside you as his member went deeper and deeper.

You gasped, gasping loudly as you cried out from the pleasure, he grunted as he held your body firmly against his own.

"Won't you be my lover? My pretty little wife? The woman that'll bring the next Archon into this world~? " He said as his thrusts was harsh against your hips, groans left his lips as he gotten close.

"Beg for me, beg to be filled with my love, to be mine~" he groaned out as his eyes seemed to glow brighter.

"P-please Lord Barbatos, please f-fill me up! " Was all you could say before reaching your climax as well as his own, pushing himself deeper into you, everything happened so fast, he seemed to glow so bright, you fainted from all the stimulation.

.......

Your eyes fluttered open hearing the winds softly blow against the church, you felt sore before remembering last night, shooting up in bed quickly aching and regretting it as you held your stomach some. You noticed you're alone in your room, no sign of the bard.

You get up to get dressed and looked into your mirror to see all the markings, hickeys, bites and.. is that an Ameno mark? On her neck was a glowing mark for the Ameno Archon.

After getting dressed and cleaning up you opened the doors to the church for the regulars to come in, and not to surprising a certain bard was sitting on the stairs with his Lyre, singing a song of love.

Made this smut and almost forgot to finish it! I finally finished it and I'm excited to show my Smut SoulMate @hitomisuzuya ✨❤

⚠Warnings⚠:Degrading, slight praise, yandere themes, possessiveness.

The Wanderer was a mysterious man, nobody knew where he came from or who he really was however he had a charm to him that no one has been able to replicate.

Of course you've asked the traveller about him because being the curious person you are you had to see if he somehow knew something, all he said was that his real name was 'Kuni' and nothing else. Strange but it's better then calling him wanderer all the time.

You are an adventurer who's seen quite a bit and now that you've found a new interest to look into you decided to track down the Wanderer. You didn't even know why you wanted him to tell you his real name though. Maybe it will help you in some way. After all people usually told you things they'd rather not say out loud so maybe this guy would be different.

So here you were, trudging through the Sumeru woods to find this elusive traveller of yours.

You soon found the man and who was with him? The Fatui, it seems they was asking him for something, well more like trying to push whatever answers they wanted from him. Yet he didn't seem bothered by them, his arms crossed as he huffed, throwing remarks at the agents. It wouldn't take long for the agents to run out of patience and attack, however the Wanderer fought back effortlessly and seemingly knocked the Fatui down as if they where nothing but mere slimes. Your eyes widen at this, he's so much stronger then you expected, he turned towards where you hidden behind a tree "Come out, I know you're there, I would be a fool to not notice such a bumbling idiot following me" He hissed as you shyly stepped out, you didn't expect him to catch on so soon.

The Wanderer smirked at your reaction, "Oh I've been watching you since you've arrived here"

Your eyebrow raise up "And you haven't done anything?" He chuckled before answering in a teasing tone "You're not a threat to me, I've dealt with much worse, but now I must be going so stay out of my way" he said starting to walk off, you ran up and tried to grab his shoulder, anything to prevent him from leaving, you just found him, he can't just leave! However he caught your wrist with his hand before your hand could reach his shoulder and turned with a cold glare

"I thought I told you to stay out of my way, what could be so important? Speak" he commanded, you shivered and gulped.

"Im Y/N and just wanted to get to know you better, you.. interest me" you admitted as he only looked you up and down for any signs of lying or something out of the ordinary. Letting go of your hand he crossed his arms once more

"What about me interests you huh? " he asked curiously, you shifted under his gaze, how is he doing that? You wonder?

"Well," you started, taking a deep breath "You seem very strong and skilled for someone who I haven't seen around, I've been to many places and met many people, how come I don't know you? " You asked getting some confidence only for it to fall through at his cruel laughter.

"You just don't know everything, you don't need to know everything in that puny head of yours, what's with you mortals and wanting to know all anyways? " he said flicking your forehead with a Huff. You rubbed it with a pout "Hey, don't be mean"

"Who said I was mean? Besides, if you truly want to know you'll learn eventually." he said nonchalantly "Now enough of your questions and leave me alone, you should start heading home if you don't want to get lost in this awful forest" yet again you reached out to grab him but this time he didn't stop you as your hand reached his, truly you meant to grab his wrist but aimed a bit too low. Now hand in hand the man didn't look back right away, only shuffling his hat slightly to hide his face.

"you're really annoying you know that? Fine you can camp with me but don't try anything.. " he then growled and snatched his hand away, you then seen the slight blush that coated his face "And stop fucking touching me" Was your eyes deceiving you? Did you see a bit of electro spark? No he's an Anemo user, he wouldn't be able to use it.. Right?

He snapped before stalking away in a huff, leaving you baffled and confused. Was that just an act? Or really blushing from embarrassment? Who cares anyway. What matters is that you got the opportunity to talk more and the Wanderer didn't try and kill you... yet. Oh yeah that part still bothers you..but you try not to think on it much.

You both set up camp in a small clearing as it seemed the Wanderer didn't want to sleep while you was still awake, of course you wanted to talk more but silence fell between you two.

"Can't sleep or something? " he asked glaring over, he didn't seem tired at all, does he sleep?

"Well..i kind of wanted to talk more before we do" you said as his eyes never left your form, it was almost like he was analyzing you.

"seriously? do you ever give things a rest? " he asked and sighed as he got closer and pinned you down onto the ground causing you to yelp slightly "I know what you're up to, I can see it in your eyes, doesn't take a genius to see you craving me" he said arrogantly, sure you thought he was quite handsome but you didn't expect him to know or to make a move!

"if I indulge in your petty lust will you finally leave me alone? " he asked raising his brow as he leaned down to meet your lips softly. You eagerly kissed back, he pushed away from your mouth with a smug smirk "See? I was right" he laughed lightly and took a step backwards as he sat on his makeshift bed, you stared after him, feeling conflicted on what to do. This man was frustrating.

Pushing you against the makeshift bed, his lips connect once more with yours, he lead the dance of lust, his tongue dominating yours. As he licked into your mouth he grinded down harshly making you squirm slightly. You gasped when he pulled away, staring at you "I knew you were a virgin but did you honestly think that I couldn't tell the difference between a woman and a girl? " he chuckled darkly.

This made you blush furiously "W--Whats that supposed to mean?? " You said flustered as he only chuckled once more before pulling and ripping some of your clothing to get them off in a hurry "Just means I'll be the first to shape you, to make you perfect for me and me only" his voice had a hint of possessiveness, strange for a man who previously claimed to want to be alone.

Though he wasn't entirely wrong. You were his prey. Your eyes widened, you wanted to protest but words failed you. In front of you lay a man, well more like half naked man who looked down at you hungrily. His hands gripped at your hips pulling you close to him as his lips brushed against your neck, his hot breathing tickling your skin.

He trailed kisses along your jawline before kissing the spot beneath your ear lobe and began trailing downwards. You whimpered as his lips gently sucked and nipped at the sensitive area, you let out a soft moan before grabbing a handful of his hair "K-Kuni!" you gasped, he pulled back confused "How do you know that? " he asked a bit panicked, he swore he erased everyone's memory, everyone but the.. the traveller!

Before you could muster the words he slammed you down as his half lidded eyes stare down into yours "Clever.. you got information on me before approaching, I would congratulate you if it wasn't so annoying to have such lingering information, still.. I should give you something for your efforts~" He purred as he shoved two fingers into your now soaked hole, clenching around his fingers as he barely gave you time to get used to them before adding another then another, he seemed so eager to get this going, it was obvious in more then one way with the tent in his shorts.

"Aghhh, Kuni!! Please!" You moaned with a whine as your legs shook in pleasure, he stopped and looked at you chuckling as your eyes glistened with lust and desire.

His lips formed a smirk, oh how he loved being the cause of those lustful looks in your eyes. He removed his fingers and replaced them with himself, not giving you time to adjust he slammed himself inside, groaning lowly as he held onto your thighs harshly, leaving marks where his nails dug into the sensitive flesh. You were already moaning, begging for him to go harsher, he didn't need to be told twice as his thrusts became animalistic, his sweat glistening as he groans next to your ear, his hot breath hitting your neck. "Such a good little whore, taking me so well-" interrupted with a moan as he felt your hole clasp against him, getting close.

"Ahahaha~" he chuckled, trying his best to hold back his own climax as you whinned making it so much harder for him.

"You're so tight, I'm almost there!" he muttered quickly burying himself as far as he could.

"Don't stop-" he quickly cut you off as he came in a hard rush, throwing his head back and hissing as you continued to grind against him for a moment.

It took a moment for you to calm down enough to speak coherently, gasping as you finally did so "K-kuni..i.." you tried to speak again, panting heavily as he rested his forehead against yours as he tried catching his breath.

"don't, just sleep" he said as you felt the overwhelming feeling of exhaustion taking over, closing your eyes falling into a deep sleep.

✨Absolutely beautiful✨

NSFW Venti headcanons. Aphrodisiac use. Somnophilia. Mentions of weed and alcohol use. AU. Smut

This is a gift for my dear @xxventiswindblumexx

Venti was a perverted roommate in every way.

When he put out an ad for a roommate, he stopped taking them after interviewing you.

When he first laid eyes on you, he knew you two would click sexually in every way.

He could also smell the scent of weed clinging to your clothes and your hair.

He would constantly flirt with you and make suggestive comments.

"You look bored today, y/n. Do you want to have drunk sex. We would never run out of things to do."

He would giggle and smile innocently at you. Like he could automatically sense you desired the same thing.

Venti's appearance was kept tidy, with ruffled hair.

His room on the other hand, organized chaos.

The smell of weed hung strong in the air constantly. The light was always off, his gaming computer serving as a night light. Cans of empty energy drinks littered the table.

Four hours you lay awake with Venti, talking long into the night about anything and everything.

His hands would always be roaming over your body outside your clothes.

He would giggle innocently when you started whining needy to feel his hands on your bare skin.

"I'm sorry, y/n, but I can't give you want you want. I need to make you needy enough for me to have my way with you in my own way.

His own way was slipping you an Aphrodisiac while you drinking with him one night and touching you in your sleep.

He would whisper things in your ear while he fingered and played with your cunt, making you react to his ministrations in your sleep.

"You feel and sound just I imagined."

Venti would lick his fingers, spitting on them and put them in your mouth for you to suck on eagerly.

"I always knew you would be eager to please me even while you sleep. Now time to taste you. I can't wait~"

Venti could help himself to your dripping cunt, keep your legs spread wide.

He would giggle when your body jerked from pleasure in your sleep when he licked and sucked your clit, drooling rolling down his chin.

"Mmmm, you taste like the finest wine. I would even mix your arousal cup into a glass of wine so I could taste you while I drink."

Venti would make you cry from pleasure just to lick your tears away.

He would start fucking you awake to claim you as his.

Gift for my lovely smut soulmate @hitomisuzuya 🤭

Fatui!Scaramouche x Obsessive Fem reader

⚠Warnings⚠:Aphrodisiac usage, scaramouche being himself, degradion, yandere themes, dub-con

Scaramouche the 6th Fatui harbinger was a feared man, many horror stories circulated around what he's done and most would stay clear of him, normal people would but that's not you.

You know the risk of approaching him, approaching what's essentially an archon.

Who are you to even think of such activities? You're not much, an adventurer that's found their greatest adventure, the thrilling and exciting attempt to track down this Fatui Harbinger for yourself.

You don't even know what you'll say when you do get to him, that is if you're not killed instantly. Your fascination for this man started when you seen him once when traveling, you heard of him but couldn't believe how incredibly beautiful he was, his voice was even better. However at the time you where not asking for a death wish and made sure he didn't see you as he left with his agents. After planning for a few months you've successfully tracked down where he is and will be, it wasn't easy as he's a very secretive man. You packed what you'll need and headed out, Archons help you from being one shotted the moment he sees you.

After about of week of traveling you could see in the distance a camp in the forest, you stalk closer to see and the agents are a clear sign that a Fatui Harbinger was here, you just had to see which because running into Childe wasn't on your list of to-dos.

After a moment you seen him, Scaramouche. Your heart pounded once more, your body heating up in all the right places, it was like the first time again. He was speaking to some agents, about what you don't know, you could barely hear from the sound of your heart almost beating out of your chest. .. or maybe it was the adrenaline. Whatever it was the only thing you know is that you were going to talk to him, you'll take any chance to get a word in with him, even if it meant you have to get hurt... or die.

You waited for some of the agents to disburse, luckily for you he didn't like have others with him in that rather large tent he had set up for himself. Soon enough the agents slipped up, speaking to each other leaving you some space, a chance to dart to the tent without disturbance. That was what you did.

He turned rather quickly, his hands up ready to defend himself, it seems not many just dart in and he was ready to fight. However noticing you didn't have a weapon on you he didn't attack right away

"Who are you and why are you here? Speak now" he hissed with a harsh glare, you stood in shock in the fact that for one, you actually made it, you're here and two you're not dead yet.

"I-Im Y/N and... " you trailed off some, where you just going to say why you really came here, to fuck his brains out? Really? You didn't really think a lot, seeming your hormones speaking for you before logic.

He watched your body language carefully as he noticed you where far from a threat but still, kept his defense up.

"Don't tell me you came without reason, or maybe you're backing out now that you've gotten to see me? " He said with a snarky attitude, no, you couldn't back down now.

"No! I-Im not backing down, I came to.. " Speaking on your business wasn't going to happen, you was simply too nervous however you noticed with his cocky attitude he slipped on his defense, you took this chance to act, now or never right?

Your hands grabbing his face as your lips connect to his rather fast and harsh, his skin was cold to the touch. Of course he was taken back by this sudden move, sure he figured you would act but not like this, his hands grabbing yours and pushing you off. His breath seemed to have increased, his face blushing a deep pink as well as a bit of saliva on the corner of his mouth.

"What do you think you're doing!? " He was beyond flustered yet it seemed he didn't totally hate it. You couldn't respond with words, at least not easily only taking a step closer, he backed up into a table with papers on it.

"H-Hey! Wait a minute-" your lips once more connecting his as your body pressed against him, you've gotten too far to back down, however if he really didn't want you there you wouldn't be standing still so at least he didn't seem to hate it. This time he didn't push you off right away, kissing back but harsher as he flipped the two of you, your back hitting the wooden table as papers of plans went flying. His hands holding yours down, pinning them as he broke the kiss looking down at you, lust in his eyes.

"You're just some glorified pervert aren't you? Have you been following me, waiting to pounce like the bitch in heat you are" He hissed as he leaned down to you, his hand grabbing your throat "If we are doing anything here I'll be the one in control got it? " he spoke, his breath tickling your neck, all you could do was nod, earning a chuckle from him. His hands let go off you as they went to grab something, soon enough he put something in your mouth and pushed you over onto your back, a gasp escaped your mouth at the impact, he placed his knee in your lower region. A growl leaving his lips. He was enjoying this way too much to be honest.

"Now listen here slut and listen good, I'm not here to play games and I have all I need to make your life a living hell. Do you understand me?" He asked harshly as he used some rope to bind your wrists together before searching your pockets to make sure you truely didn't have anything to harm him with, only for him to pull out a small vile a glowing pink liquid "Aphrodisiacs? Really? " how did he know what it was? Either way you felt embarrassed for getting you even had it. Once your pockets was emptied and deemed not a threat he chuckled a little "You're quite pathetic arent you? How many did you think you where going to get me to consume this? " you were speechless now and he smirked as he pulled your hair to make sure you could see him "Soon you'll see what kind of authority youre challenging you whore" he spat the last word before he completely shredded your clothing, he had a lot more strength then expected for someone of his size, as you tried to cover yourself which was useless with your hands bound, he grabbed your wrists "Come on let's have some fun " his smirk growing, a low rumble left him "Just you wait I won't be gentle"

Your stomach and front side pressed against the rough wooden surface as your back end now out for him to see "Already so wet and ready for me, you really are a whore" he thrusts two slender fingers into your core harshly "I'm only making room for myself so don't get used it bitch" He said harshly as he added a third, not giving you time to really adjust, it was then when he seen a bit of blood he laughed "Oh Archons am I your first? Really you wanted me to be it? At least your have good tastes" pulling his fingers from you, licking the blood mixed with your juices off, his eyes glaring down at you. You could see how much he wanted to dominate you, to fuck you until you begged for mercy. He remembered something as he grabbed vile you had brought with you and took the top off before looking at you with a smirk "This should keep us busy for a while don't you think? I can already tell you're not ready for what you got yourself into" He flipped you onto your back before pushing the vile to your lips, almost forcing you to drink the aphrodisiac. Once done he discarded it to the side as his hands wondered your body, it didn't take long before the effects started to work on you, your body heating up more then ever as your breathing picked up its pace. You however had a small devious idea, an idea that can get you possibly killed but you held a bit of the liquid in your mouth, hidden so when he came in for a harsh you managed to push it into his mouth causing him to swallow it out of surprise, pulling back quickly to wipe his mouth with his sleeve. You could see the anger in his eyes before they softened, he laughed "Oh you dirty little bitch!"

Only a small smirk adorned on your face, now playing his little game, he pushed onto your stomach once more harshly as he he chuckled lowly "You know I thought about going slow at first, sure not for long but giving you some time to adjust.. " you felt his tip press against your core teasingly, you moaned out "But for that.. I'm going to go as harsh as I want to, to use your whore body for myself as my little toy" he said as he slammed himself in fully, bottoming out. You yelped and groaned in slight pain however the aphrodisiac helped numb it into pleasure . Your nails digging into the rope, you closed your eyes.

And he began to pound into you with full force, every stroke feeling as though you'd be ripped apart. Each one bringing you further to your climax, your eyes clenched tightly as he pounded deeper than you've ever felt, it' almost as if his entire being wanted to hurt you, as if he craved to be inside you as he continued to slam into you hard, the sound of a few men outside yelling as they thought he was being attacked only for him to snap at them before they could come in "Take one step in this tent and you'll all see your maker! " They didn't need to be told twice backing away leaving the two of you alone.

His hands gripping your hips as his nails dug into your skin leaving marks, you could feel small shocks of his electro through his finger tips adding more pleasure. His hips moving faster as you cried out, your voice coming out as whimpers, tears pricking you as he pumped in and out of you, each thrust sending chills through you. As he slowed down after a couple minutes and stopped slamming into you, both of your bodies shaking, sweat dripping down your faces.

"S-Scara-" A particularly hard thrusts cut you short of speaking as he growled "Don't fucking call me that like were friends, call me master" he hissed at you as he kept thrusting "I could fucking kill you bitch! Watch your damn words" Another heavy thrust made you moan and babble incoherently against the table

"I.. I didn't mean t..to.. ah... ah.. " you couldn't finish your sentence as he kept pounding into you, you were panting heavily as you tried to catch your breath, your head turning some to look at him, his eyes were filled with lust and anger, his teeth gritted as he continued to pound into you.

You could feel him twitch in you, he was close so close<br />

"Call me master! " he demanded, no ordered you. You whimpered slightly as he gave another violent thrust causing you to scream out loudly as it came "Nnnngghhhh! Master!!!" he slammed into you again as you screamed. both yours and his body trembling and sweating heavily as he released into you, still thrusting but not near as hard, pushing his seed further into you, some dripping down your leg.

Once it passed you where panting as you laid down staring at the ceiling unable to move or speak, your vision blurring as sleep consumed you.

The first thing you saw was Scaramouche putting something onto your neck, it felt like leather, and hearing a few words he spoke ".. my pet... "