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wishluc · 1 year

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VA x Reader? 👀 ay yo I’m looking especially knowing how he is like-? Oh goodness that’s a treat- 👀

Mmm I've been thinking about it for a while. VA is one of the characters I really want to know more about (and hoping he gets a role in HSR too). He's just so intriguing...Lots of non canon-compliant bits here, just something I had in mind for him haha (Using He/Him for Void Archives here!)

Void Archives ends up in the Herta Space Station, alone. There wasn't anywhere in particular he wanted to go, and the Space Station seems to be a good place to start. There's a ton of information that can be of use to him, relics and items with special powers, and a lot of research papers. It helped that the staff here all had a tendency to leave their notes and papers out in the open for just anyone to read it, aiding him further in his exploration. The term 'Honkai' wasn't applied anywhere, but there were mentions of a Stellaron and Aeons and...well, Void Archives could connect the dots.

(There was the question of the Herrscher's whereabouts, but he supposed the two of them would meet again, somehow.)

And then he meets you.

You're a researcher, though not held in nearly as high regards as your colleagues, with a particular interest in the Stellaron and the harm it brought. What you searched for was answers; a reason for the sudden spread, how it all started, and so on. VA steals your notes and drafts often, sharing your curiosity in the phenomenon, and looks over them carefully. Well-written, and detailed, accompanied by various, and at times, outlandish, theories. But from his own experience, even the most far-fetched possibilities weren't impossible.

He tells himself that your research, and by association, you, would be helpful, and that was the only reason why he was constantly near your desk. That's also why, when he sees you look particularly dejected after yet another failed report, he leaves you a can of your favorite drink on your desk. It's not because he can sympathize with your fervent devotion to your mission, or with your desire to stop staying in the shadows of others. It's only because it's in his best interests that you stay motivated and continue working on your research, so you can supply him with the information (and entertainment) he needs.

One day, you happen to catch him looking through your papers, and...you take it surprisingly well. He was muttering to himself something about your mention of aliens, and you immediately rushed over and launched into your understanding of alien species and their role in the disasters. You were foolish, he thinks, but oddly endearing. Maybe you thought he was a researcher, or maybe...he watches you go on about the Fragmentum and common identification signs with poorly contained excitement—maybe you were just happy that someone was interested in your work. A lot of your words don't make sense to him at the speed you're going, but he listens all the same—He's become quite good at that, after all the centuries. He finds it quite odd that just his presence by your desk has invigorated you to such an extent. He wonders how pathetic of a state you have to be in to end up like this, how desperate you must have been. It wasn't like Stellaron research was unpopular, it was just your ideas that weren't very well received. Such a shame too, your efforts were admirable, and your heart was in the right place, even if your ideas were a little unconventional.

But he doesn't particularly mind the company. He doesn't mind when you sit beside him after a long day, a string of complains ready to go (He acts disinterested, but he is listening. He thinks you keep coming back because you know this, too), or when you drag him to a window and name all the stars you know (He asks himself why he's never done this before; because he had never known to, or because he never cared to?), or even when you ask him for his opinions on your theories and reports (And what is he supposed to say? Tell you about the Honkai and the Sky People, and of his life so far, to assure you that nothing is too absurd to be real?). He finds that being beside someone after all this time, especially with someone who expected nothing from him and knew nothing of him, was...unexpectedly nice. It was something he could see himself getting used to, though he knew he shouldn't. There was a hundred other things he could be doing right now, and loitering with a nobody researcher was hardly on the list.

One more day, he tells himself. But he's been saying that for a little too long already.

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lykoiii · 1 month

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she blinded me with science

failed me in biology

#yurika!!!#im momentarily unwell #i dont know if there were any einsla developments or opposites of a development feel free to update me in whatever manner if you care #over the last?? 2 years??#that is #einsla #hi3 #hi3 fanart #honkai impact 3rd #my art #lieserl albert einstein #frederica nikola tesla #einstein x tesla

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chiyoso · 10 months

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“THE MARA'S WILL”

someone as fragile as you shouldn't have to reign the bloodied fields of cloudford, along with raging war against two powerful factions—as well as an internal presence that invaded your mind that started all of this mayhem.

content warnings; oneshot · female reader · honkai impact 3rd inspired · takes place after xianzhou arc · canon universe · manupulation · mentions of depressive tendencies · declining mental health · war · death · traumatic events · mentions of blood · fighting · sensitive descriptions · dead dove: do not eat.

author notes; an open ending is an open ending. i appreciate all your of love for this oneshot, but i won't be making pt2. ty.

The Astral Express.

A widely known faction of celestial mysteriousness that traverses across the galaxy, they dedicate themselves to the ways of trailblaze and adventure, an enormous train conducted by a rumored fluffy creature that travels through vast worlds with its starry residers.

However, you didn't expect to meet the faction like this. The time that you yourself encountered the famous members of the Express— or rather, they bumped into you.

A memorable impression, leading their hearts and minds to waver in complete uneasiness, fear and curiousity.

It was one of those moments. Moments of tranquility, replaced almost immediately with unsightly chaos, and screeching horrors.

And they weren't coming from you.

2:49 PM — CLOUDFORD, XIANZHOU LUOFU

NOW PLAYING ♪ TOT MUSICA

11 minutes until eruption.

ᚷᚨᚺ ᛉᚨᚾ ᛏᚨᚲ ᚷᚨᚺ ᛉᚨᚾ ᛏᚨᛏ ᛏᚨᛏ ᛒᚱᚨᚲ

“F- Fu-aahh.... Haah...” You groaned in pain. The sounds of alarms, crumbling and a voice of elegant dread echoed inside your mind, chanting unfamiliar, incomprehensible sounds that you were unable to understand nor fathom its sound waves.

Your flesh continued to crack as gold seeped out from the insides, bright lightning marks all around your form, accompanied with your heavy eyelids, struggling to keep your consciousness as you panted heavily. Your thoughts fogged viciously with memories of all kinds, your mind had felt like a mix between ice and fire. A flaming vortex along with an Icy storm that seethed inside, causing a severe throbbing that had you wailing in pain in heaps of volume consecutively as you grip your head.

“M- Mr. Yang!” A high pitched voice trembled, struggling on her feet while a grey haired female helped her up to stabilize her balance.

“Go. Call for reinforcements. I'll take it from here.” He says, gripping his cane while the other hand hoists his frames up to his nose bridge, returning his gaze towards the sight of you.

Reinforcements?

“H-hhgk—” You coughed up gold. Your face stained with your aureate tears, gasping for air as you clenched the area of your heart, which was beaming light, pulsating with the same color as the liquid that stained your whole being.

What was happening?

You screech, lower limbs suddenly at work, executing swift dodges that your untrained body couldn't handle physically, stretching and tearing your muscles.

Something was fighting for survival, and it wasn't you.

Your actions lowered the morale of determination from the Cloud Knights that had stationed on the sidelines, now replaced with a panic and fear from your ever so visibly increasing strength and agility, etching negative emotions into their wounded states that you have inflicted previously.

The man with the glasses, distance away from you clicked his tongue in frustration, he had summoned a multitude of black holes, raining hellish orbs of gravity towards you in such high speeds and velocity, but you... despite your poor state of self, you've managed to avoid them all.

But,

Even you weren't aware of your own skillful sequences.

ᛗᛁᛖ ᚾᛖᚷ ᛟᚾ ᚷᛁᛖᚲ ᚷᛁᛖᚲ

ᚾᚨᚺ ᛈᚺᚨᛋ ᛏᛖᛉᛉᛖ ᛚᚨᚺ

“P- Please... shut... get out of m—”

Feeble attempts of retribution, cease your resistance.

Play into submission, child of Lan.

You cocked your head to the skies, letting out gutteral sobs to the heavens, screaming and pleading your heart out while your own nails dug into your skin, your eyes weeped in gold, blurring your sense of sight.

Your thoughts were a sea of fragmented memories, bad ones, the negative ones that only fueled your transformation and the thread of your consciousness that you desperately were holding onto, was now being threatened harshly.

The man in glasses gripped his cane, firming his hold while witnessing your overwhelming presence and what was happening infront of him.

You were talking to yourself. You were visibly in pain, you were weeping, and the mara that was supposed to overcome you right now was... being barely resisted. Resisted. Resisted?

That's impossible.

You can't resist the Mara.

Beads of sweat formed trickled down along his jawline, his eyes diluded towards the sight that was all too familiar for him.

Someone- or something was talking to you, and he felt nothing but the sensation of dread swell inside him.

He didn't know what to do. Based on your own visible actions, it was clear—you didn't mean to do any harm, you were struggling more than anyone in this dire situation.

You brought your tainted hands that was darkening onto your face, trying to hold onto what's left of yourself, your consciousness.

“PLEASE! L- LEAVE M—” You choked out.

You were stumbling on your feet, drowning in pain as you sobbed your pleas of desperation.

His face scrunches, biting his bottom lip, frustrated over his hesitancy and lack of determination into going all out against you.

You reminded him of a state that reminded him of his past companions from another world, a state that only led to an upbringing of a powerful force, leading to the destruction of humanity and civilizations, a state that almost destroyed his homeworld.

But he had to remind himself repeatedly, you were just... Mara-strucked. A man-made work from the schemes of Sanctus Medicus, their work, befalling to an unfortunate character before him.

But... why the hell were you talking to yourself? Why were you pleading? Crying? How were you still able to talk? And most importantly, how were you still able to resist your supposed inevitable demise?

You peeked through your digits, your eyes pierce to the man with glasses, before lowering your hands to your sides in idle, continuing to pant heavily in place.

Your stance had your staggering legs slightly bent, your chin upwards—but your stained eyes remained on the figure infront of you.

His eyes diluded upon meeting your sorrowful gaze, his hand tightened around his cane further, seemingly ready to take on any action you will commence, but he wished you didn't engage, he wished for your attacks to cease. He didn't desire to harm you at all—You were in obvious pain, emotionally, physically and mentally, and only his veteran observations can see that.

“M- Miss—”

“Kill me.”

You said breathily with your burning throat, your voice had been accompanied with a second, mixing with your original tone with a now deeper, and sinister chord that showed the fruition of the transformation you were currently experiencing.

Your hands find their way to your throat as you coughed out more gold, along with the taste of iron that mixed with the aureate liquid that had turned into an morbid shade of color from your blood.

Your legs gave in, bringing you to your knees while you continued to choke on your own secretes, sobbing continuously from the sensations you were experiencing.

“BENEFACTOR! SHE HAS FALLEN!”

“WHAT ARE YOU WAITING FOR?!”

“END HER LIFE BEFOR—” “Gghk-... Nngh...”

“Reinforcements are on their way.”

“I- It hurts.... It HURTS!!!”

“Call for further units! At ONCE!”

“P- Please tell me I'll live...”

“BENEFACTOR ITS YOUR CHANCE!”

“M- Monster!” “M- MY ARMS!”

“KILL HER!” “HER STRENGTH IS ONLY-”

“KILL HER!” “KILL HER!”

“KILL HER!!!!”

“KILL HER!”

The man with glasses was overwhelmed with contradicting emotions, hindering his wavering will to use the opportunity of your vulnerability.

The cries and pleas of desperation from the several Cloud Knights that have fallen from your battle, ring through the bloodied field, along with your genuine—sorrowful filled sobs that only haunted and hesitated him much more.

His own thoughts were only mirroring the mess that you were in, having to be filled with deep memories of a life that was filled with death and torment, reminding him of his sins once again.

The child of the Hunt, hopelessly clings onto the wretched humanity, only to be shunned out and betrayed by your own race.

I feel their sea of desperation, their desires for your lesser existence to perish without a trace in the galaxy.

Give into the sensations of truth, let it embrace your poorly sculpted soul, for I will accept you without fail.

You were already on the floor arched, your hands had continued to hold your head, gripping your hair as you wallowed in your pool of tears, gold and blood that soaked your once beautiful skin.

“Sss-top... Stop... Please...”

You've already hurt your own kind.

“I- I... Hgk— Ahh-Haah...”

You've already inflicted enough despair and chaos to the point where these lowly humans cling onto their life in a feeble attempt of living.

“Th- That's not...”

Savor their pleas and screams of anguish as they call upon your death. You aren't wanted, you aren't needed.

“THAT'S NOT TRUE—”

The floor beneath your shaking body began to crack, the density and force around you had only drastically strengthen, creating a growing crater below you.

You are only inducing fear in your surroundings, and you are more than aware of what you're causing.

Hatred. Anguish. Despair. A need for violent measures. A selfish greed of clinging onto life from their grave wounds you placed upon them. This is all you.

All you.

Mindlessly in pain, your body unwillingly helps itself up despite your own injuries. You took a heavy step forward, only ceasing the noises that surrounded you as they witness your hauntingly beautiful yet bloodied form, but there was no attraction, they were now instilled with a new type of fear.

2:55 PM — CLOUDFORD, XIANZHOU LUOFU

5 minutes until eruption.

You were a golden death. A victim.

A new dreadful existence that was unintentionally yet successfully created by Sanctus Medicus.

The golden liquid had already burned the rest of your outfit. Your body only continued to pour gold from the rifts on your skin, your heart—or your now crystalized core, pulsated with consecutive glows, as if your former heart, and the rest of your biology had changed, in which case, it did.

That's it... Embrace it... Your perfected, honed and better self.

Shut up.

The voice chuckles, continuing to fog and envelope your whole essence.

The unwavering, unbearable pain was now released, replaced with the sensations of your skin, healing slowly. The paleness in your face had become warm once again along with your body.

Your hair only grew longer, luscious and free, your eyes glimmered in high self esteem once more, while previous cracks all over your body had almost disappear as if nothing was there in the first place.

You will never admit it, but you felt more healthy, you felt beautiful, you felt confident, you felt...

New, refreshed and reborn, and you grasped control of yourself once again.

Your newfound vigor and vitality only brought unease and curiousity to the Cloud Knights who loathed your existence being a supposed child of Yaoshi the Abundance now.

The man with glasses couldn't help but be reminded of his weakness from your newfound growth, he had hesitated until now, witnessing your upbringing and his own actions had left a sour feeling on his drying throat, unease had surrounded the man, in fear of what will commence. He doesn't know how much longer he can fight, accompanied with the knowledge of his two fatigued Astral companions seeking out help of any kind, but another question lingered in his thoughts;

What were you?

You weren't a mindless Mara-strucked individual that they've previously continuously dealt with, nor you had the appearance of golden leaves that battered and grew out of you. You were just a woman, at what he assumes to be your very prime, the high peak of your health, appearance, physicality and mental state, and your curiousity and confusion about your own state confirmed his assumptions.

“I-...” Your senses interrupt you as your instincts come into fruition, tilting your head to the right, only to reveal a Cloud-Piercing spear infront of your vision that had thrusted forward from behind. The light, horizontal slit from your left cheek which the Cloud Knight slightly grazed, begun to heal almost quickly, as well as suddenly realizing your hand was already around the unfortunate Cloud Knight's neck, lifting them up in a chokehold as their air supply begins to be cut off.

With widened eyes, you immediately loosened your grasp upon becoming aware of your actions, retorting your hand while guilt pumped into you.

“It- It was... It was instinct I-” Your voice cracked, bringing both of your hands to cover your mouth as your once blurred vision finally had a good look to your surroundings, grasping the situation and your hellish surroundings at bay.

Remember the sight.

Your mind throbbed once again, yet your nerves find ways to soothe the pain, but... even then, it will never be able to heal your aching heart and the damage you inflicted against the soldiers of the Xianzhou Alliance.

Instincts went into play once more, feeling a sudden familiar, pulling force behind moving towards you in a faster, denser velocity, only for you to barely dodge a faster orb of gravity that you had previously, went up against.

“W- Wait! I-” You turn your face quickly towards the man whom attacked you just now, only to be met with a bright, icy blade that moved quickly towards you, but both of your hands had already instinctively raise to your face, piercing both of your palms instead, grasping in the side of the bloodied tip of the cold sword that pierced you.

“FUCK!!! NNGH—!” You whimpered in pain, feeling the sensations of burning that sourced within your palms, along with the skin and nerves that was already healing, your own rejuvenating flesh, pushing out the icy sword as a 'CLANG' follows suit.

“Hmph. You're lucky I didn't throw it with too much force, otherwise you wouldn't be able to survive that!” A voice of a young boy graced the battlefield, turning the red sea into a cold, thundering storm of snow and ice, putting the injured Cloud Knights at ease and discomfort from the coldness that surrounded the environent.

“L-Lieutenant Yanqing!” A Cloud Knight gasped at his arrival, alerting the rest with jarred cheers erupting, while your gaze dilutes back and forth to the man with glasses—and a child who happens to be a lieutenant that had arrived.

“P- Please- I-”

“Save it servant of the Abundance!”

A continuing, cold breeze of snow enveloped the young boy, his aqua colored swords flying towards you once more.

Now equipped with newfound, engraved instincts that you have begun to get use to, your body- that had not tasted the ways of war and battle, danced its way around elegantly and flexibly from the skillful wrath of ice that relentlessly continued to attack you.

Despite your consciousness and having a sense of control once again, you felt another sensation, one that felt like another presence, another soul, tangled with yours, tugging at your essence, and it was most definitely the reason as to why you were moving in such a way, that continued to inflict fear and uneasiness to the Cloud Knights, and the man with the glasses whom continued to witness your dance of agility and grace against the right hand of the Arbiter General.

...

Why me...?

Imperfect.

There are many others.

...

The embodiment of failure and success.

Wh- What does that even mea—

A host of purity and defections all in one. All suited for me.

A canvas of the purest, warmest of soul, painted with absolute grief, sadness, regret, pain — yet harboring no anger, rage, hatred. A non-existent need for revenge.

Something a certain diciple of mine lacked, thus her inevitable defeat from the subjects of Akivili.

And you are mine to break and reconstruct. I can finally fathom why the Hunt had their arrows set on you.

The words gnawed your logical, racing thoughts, leaving you in a moment of disarray, visibly seen from your relentless opponent.

The Hunt... The... Reignbow Arbiter? But—

“Hhgk—!”

Tch. So flawed.

You felt another burning sensation to the left side of your waist, looking towards a deep cut that split your flesh into two from the icy blades that hailed like the rain against you, yet once again, it had begun to heal slowly, as sounds of your flesh and cells crickled, halting the young boy in his trained steps for a moment.

“What... What are y—” The young boy gets cut off.

Your gaze suddenly returns to the boy, with your left iris flickering into a golden color, replacing your original shade.

“Your demise.” The voice took over your vocals for a moment.

“N- No! you will NOT HARM ANYONE FURTHER!” You grit your teeth, holding your curled fists into each other, retraining yourself and letting the voice solely focus on avoiding further attacks.

How unpleasant.

Why do you continue to resist, child of Lan?

The sight of you... talking to yourself? No... Your voice had continued to change back and forth, only confusing him further.

Something was amiss, but the young boy and his youth couldn't fanthom the uniqueness of the situation before him, he had only one thing in his determined mind, the solution of exterminating a being that threatened the peace for the Xianzhou Luofu; You.

The boy took his stance, his flying swords once again stationed behind him, but a sudden deep voice emerges from behind him, only startling the whole battlefield in his appearance.

“Yanqing. Well done in keeping the adversary at bay.”

A commanding presence immediately intensified the trickling air of tension, only leaving sounds of sharp breaths and your continuous argument with yourself.

Hush.

Huh?

You fall into silence to its bidding, only to look around to the young boy, who was now accompanied with the famous Arbiter General, holding a glaive that had a threatening presence, along with the General himself.

“I apologies for my tardiness Mr. Yang. I had matters to tend to.” The strong presence spoke, his eyes hovering upon your naked, yet coated state, assessing the situation with an unknown gleam in his eyes.

“Where of Stelle and March?” The man with glasses walked beside him, mirroring his gaze upon the beautiful woman before their sights.

“I sent message to the High Elder Vidyadhra medic to tend to their wounds, not to worry, they will be back.” He said faced to him with a knowing smile, only causing goosebumps to your skin, he was taking in this stage you set lightly, only irritating the voice in your head slightly.

“Now... What of the contexts of this fascinating situation?” The Arbiter General's penetrating gaze returns to you, eyeing your undeniable attracting form. You were oblivious, but the voice wasn't.

Leave the premises, now.

Wha? W- Who are you to tell me what t—

The throbbing had begun once again. Their conversations sealed upon noticing your actions as your hands gripped tightly around your head, whimpering in place.

“S- Stop...”

No. If you perish, I-

...

Leave, woman.

“Is she...?” The Arbiter General looks towards the man with the glasses, his eyebrow raised slightly in speculation.

“She's... She had been at this state for more than a few minutes since earlier...” He frowned, gripping his cane, being reminded of fragments from his life that whispered evily to him.

“Who cares? Let's extinguish her presence already General!” Impatient, the young boy firmed his grasp around the hilt of his sword of ice, pointing the tip of the sharpness towards you, his sky filled eyes sending daggers to your direction with determination.

“Patience little lieutenant. One does not rush in unknown, trifling matters.” The General warns with a faint smile that doesn't reach to his eyes, and without a choice from the tone of command, the young boy's will wavers with a sigh, lowering his blade in defeat.

“P- Please, end me...”

Your words grasped the attention of the trio, while your tears began to flow, taking note of your willingness to submit in defeat.

“See?! Even—” The young boy gets cut off once more, earning a serious glare from the General that hushed him almost immediately.

“Please I-... I'm sorry for causing harm...” You continued to sob quietly, gritting your teeth while your head continued to throb mercilessly with ruthless, familiar pain.

I said leave now, and I'll cease the pain.

The Arbiter General takes a step forward, his left hand holding the body of his glaive, no words left needed to describe that despite his aloof hold around his weapon, he was more than ready for any attempt of violent assault.

NOW.

Mirroring the gesture of his, you took a step back abiding the voice's word, your glistening, heterochromic eyes lock with the readied General, only fascinating him further from your saddened, alluring gaze. Noticing your hesitancy for closeness.

“...My lady, if you escape this very moment, I will make sure that every inch of the Xianzhou Luofu will be well guarded, awaiting your presence in every corner you find yourself in to hide away from our— from my grasp.”

A silence from him ensued for a few long moments, following a faint warning smile from earlier, his gaze unwavering towards you while you weeped, assuming you aren't able to grasp his own chords.

“I- I do not... wish to harm anyo—”

“You're right my lady, I won't allow it.” He came closer, moving towards you with delicacy in his footsteps.

“ ... ”

...

...Stubborn child.

“Don't go, my lady.”

“It- It hurts... My head... General I-”

“Our High Elder Vidyadhra apothecary will assist you.” The General says firmly with undertones of softness, taking another step forward, but you remained still, weeping in silence from the continuous throbbing and regeneration of the nerves that seethed you repeatedly.

He manipulates.

S- Stop the—hhnghk... Please...

His experienced words, eons worth of vocabulary, coming into fruition, laying the power of syllables onto you. Do not—

I DON'T- I CANNOT CARE FROM THE UNBEARABLE PAIN YOU CONTINUE TO MAKE ME SUFFER IN!

A befitting punishment for your unwilling soul.

“I- I didn't mean to... General I- Hnnhk—...” Your form staggers, suffering from the internal turmoil that resumed, collapsing in place—but before you hit the floor, the sensation of warmth arrived behind your lower back and waist.

You found your crystalized golden core, your bare, coated chest pressed up against a man with command, towering and holding your suddenly weakened state that matched a situation one again in prior events.

“Jing Yuan.” He said, lowering his own golden to you, his expression, hidden with enthrall from your weakened state.

You hear the voice click its tongue.

“I'm sorry... I'm sorry... I'm so—”

“Hush my lady,” He said in his low, husk voice, holding your weakened body, his hand firming against the soft, coated and warming flesh of your waist, stirring a once familiar sensation that rooted in his stomach.

“General Jing Yuan—” The young boy averted his gaze with a slight flush in his cheeks. Jing Yuan had not heard him, lest deciding to tend to the injured Cloud Knights instead, grumbling under his breath.

The man with glasses came closer to the two of you, his gaze feigning ignorance on the display.

“Miss... What—” He gets cut off, both men alarmed from your sudden intense grip around his biceps, your golden, crystalized core beaming, pulsating rapidly along with your quickened breath.

A golden ray of light erupted from you surrounding you vertically in a circle, sending the light up towards the sky endlessly, alerting everyone who bore witness to the intense display.

So be it.

A powerful, echoing screech escaped your mouth, tilting your head up to the direction of the clouds that welcomed your gaze as rubbles of cement from the previous struggles of the battle began to levitate the surroundings.

”ᚷᚨᚺ ᛉᚨᚾ ᛏᚨᚲ ᚷᚨᚺ ᛉᚨᚾ ᛏᚨᛏ ᛏᚨᛏ ᛒᚱᚨᚲ”

I claim your soul, little child of the Hunt.

You will be my host, my pure, imperfection of despair.

Only I shall intertwine with you, body, mind and soul eternally.

And this mortal, blessed with the lightning guardian spirit, shall be your first prey.

3:00 PM — CLOUDFORD, XIANZHOU LUOFU

The eruption commences.

how ironic, this fic being my first successful hsr fic ended up being the reason why i got my ppl pleasing tendencies back pfft. anyways, reblogs help my audience reach, thank you!

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strwbmei · 6 months

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Requested by @dukemira !

You groaned, feeling your lover's warm walls engulf the majority of your cock. The room was filled with a mixture of slow, rhythmic sounds of skin slapping against skin, heavy breathing, and the soft moans of the two of you. Even if it was a scene that you've grown familiar with, neither of you would ever get bored of it.

Yet this time, there was something... different.

Your grip on her waist was ever so slightly stronger than it usually was. You bit your lip as if you were biting your urges back. And as always, Fu Hua didn't need any words to understand what you wanted. She always had a feeling that you were being gentle for her sake, and tonight, that gut feeling she had was confirmed once she told you not to hold back and that she could take anything that you give her.

She couldn't have been more wrong or ignorant. She didn't even know how big you really were because of how you only used 7 inches on her at most— and just 5 inches was enough to get her squirting with the right pace and strength. Still, you're always doing all of the work in bed when she's in heat, and now she wants to return the favor. Fu Hua just isn't used to being filled so deep and so good. Your gentleness is completely gone; cock bullying its way into her cunt and eager to shoot its load into her womb. You didn't want to hurt her, but if she insisted, how could you resist such a tempting offer? All you want to do is to ruin and fuck her silly until that pretty little head of hers can only think of your ridged cock rubbing repeatedly against her walls.

She still reaches out to interlock her hands with yours whenever she feels herself close to orgasm, even when you're being so mean to her poor cunt. It's gaping so wide, she's sure she won't be able to be satisfied with regular, vanilla sex anymore. She wants- needs to be bred. And that's exactly what you do to her, spilling your cum deep inside until it's overflowing and you're sure you've thoroughly bred her.

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dumplingsfordays · 8 months

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titty lover!welt hcs

Welt Yang x fem!reader

genre - fluff

cw!: reader's titties are thicc, welt and reader are in a relationship, protective!welt, he might be lowkey addicted to ur bosom, super fluffy

note - I am a firm believer in titty lover!Welt. That is my only concrete hc for him and I love it lmao. Also I think that my writing is kinda devolving into (cough) smut (cough) so I might write a cute lil boyfriend fic later 👀

And as always, thank you for reading :))

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titty lover!Welt who would sell his soul just to squeeze them bazongas once. Them mommy milkers. Them beautiful boobies. You're kinda concerned that he's your bf only because you got big titties but he always denies it-

titty lover!Welt who loves kneading ur titties in the early mornings if you slept in his room. Everytime he does so, you'll wake up to his large, calloused hands gently caressing your soft chest.

titty lover!Welt who uses you as a reference to practice his anatomy skills, but always ends up sketching your bosom. He can't help it - it just looks so perfect, how could he not be distracted?

titty lover!Welt who gets a little more protective of you if you're wearing a low-cut top in public. He will never make you wear something you don't want to, but he consistently finds himself wrapping a hand around your waist to show that if he catches anyone staring at your boobs, he'll teach them a lesson after you two finish your walk.

titty lover!Welt who can't stop staring at your soft breasts. Almost every time you talk to him and your chest is even partially showing, his eyes will keep darting between your beautiful eyes and your titties as you try to explain to him that he's staring.

titty lover!Welt who uses your bosom as a pillow when he's exhausted. He'll come into his bedroom to see you on the bed, patting the sheets so that he can lay down beside you. He plops down onto the mattress, burying his face in your mounds and hugs you while you pat his head and ask him about his day.

titty lover!Welt who loves you - he really does, and loving you also includes loving them boobies. He often claims (in private, of course) that "titties are love, titties are life."

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deathbxnny · 3 months

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hallo!! platonic welt yang and otto apocalypse with child!herrscher reader? :))

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Hello there, Anon! Thank you for the nice request and I hope you'll like this!<3

Content: Child Herrscher reader, brainwashing?, Otto being a bit evil, small mentions of experimentation, fluff, platonic relationships, probably somewhat ooc?, sfw

Reader has no set pronouns!

((Not fully proofread))

《Welt Yang》

Welt only relaxed around you, once he made sure you weren't hostile or violent. Then, like most kids he seems to randomly stumble upon, he decided to take you under his wing as well, in hopes of making you do good for the world instead of destroying it. Some tried arguing against his decision on this, but he is too stubborn to be swayed rom it. If he believes you can do good, then you will.

With that said, your Herrscher identity is kept a secret from the general public and only very few and selected people know of it. He wants to give you a chance at a normal childhood, perhaps out of guilt for the few Herrscher children and teens who couldn't do the same.

You are therefore treated as a child, something that definitely tires out the older man at times, who has a hard time keeping up with you. You however have made his life brighter and more lively in many ways, which he appreciates more than you'll ever know. That made him spoil you very often with anything you want. He knows it's probably not a good idea, but he just can't help himself. Welt is also very mindful of educating you well and keeping track of your manners. He won't ever scold you too harshly for mistakes, and instead will simply take mistakes as teaching moments with you. Even when you get bored of his lectures easily.

You will never see the brutality of a battlefield either. He absolutely refuses to put you in danger, even if you were strong enough to take care of yourself. He'll protect you and the rest of the world with his life and makes sure you never forget that. He'll always be there for you when you need him.

《Otto Apocalypse》

The chances of you having been essentially kidnapped against your will the moment you awoke as a Herrscher are pretty high. You're scared and confused, but don't worry, Otto is a good guy. Or at least, that's what he tells you. Being so young and naive certainly makes things easier for the man, who's only interest really lies in seeing your abilities potential for his holy cause.

But alas, whilst attempting to brainwash you in believing in whatever he tells you to, he finds himself slowly but surely harboring a soft spot for you. One he stays ignorantly and blissfully unaware of out of fear of becoming too attached. Yet it happens anyways and you take notice in the way he begins to change over time.

He doesn't outright ever conduct experiments on you, or at least not painful ones. Those seem to become more similar to long talking sessions, until he eventually just keeps you at his side as a little "asssisstant". He argues that it's to keep an eye on you easier, but it's fooling no one. Otto also has a habit to spoil you with whatever you want, whenever you did well on a task or test he had set up for you.

Whether or not he sets you out to fight against his enemies is really up to his mood and the circumstance at hand. It's really rare however and often times he just let's you stay next to him, so you can "watch and learn". In reality, you have just become too valuable for him to lose, but that's something he won't ever admit.

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I thank you once again for the request Anon and hope you liked it!<33

#honkai impact 3rd #honkai x reader #honkai x you #honkai impact fanfic #honkai impact x reader #honkai impact #honkai welt #honkai welt x reader #hi3 welt x reader #hi3 welt #hi3 otto apocalypse #hi3 otto x reader #honkai otto #honkai otto x reader #hi3 #hi3rd #hi3rd x reader

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yingatlas · 7 months

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Hello!! May I request bronseele x fem really outgoing reader? :D + maybe the reader thinks that she is annoying to people so sometimes she gets sad and stuff but tries to play it off! anyways, take care of yourself <3

Take you by the hand, you’re the only one who understands

Bronseele x female outgoing reader (comfort)

You were outgoing and loud you knew that. That was apart of you, it came naturally but sometimes it makes you think, would it be better if you weren’t?

You see how others flinch at your loudness or don’t seem to quite match the same energy as you and you can’t help but wonder if you’re just a bother.

Perhaps it would be better if you just shut up. Bronya and Seele will have none do that though.

As soon as you grow quiet suddenly they immediately start analyzing the situation and asking you what’s wrong.

You try and play it off asking what they mean, ofc you’re fine! But they always see right through you.

Eventually you just break it to them, saying all your worries. About how annoying you can be and if you were just too much

Bronya and Seele will immediately discard any previous thing they might have to do that day and just cuddle with you.

They’ll wrap their arms around you making a barrier from all sides so you can’t move. They both snuggle into you as they whisper sweet things into your ears

“No, the Bronya cannot get enough of Y/n, the Bronya could listen to you forever. Please do not think such incorrect thoughts”

“I love and care for you Y/n, you light up my world. How can I live without my sun? Nothing is too much when it comes to you”

A few tears may or may not have been shed by you as they held you just comfortably. Yes, you loved them too.

Cuddles and kisses all day long everything else can wait, nothing can take away the feeling of having your two girlfriends snuggled up with you <3

#honkai impact #honkai impact 3rd x reader #honkai impact x reader #honkaimpact3rd #hi3 #hi3 x reader #Bronya #bronya zaychik #bronya x reader #bronya x y/n #bronya x you #seele #seele vollerei #seele x reader #seele x y/n #seele x you

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vistarnovels · 1 year

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STEAL A KISS, MY DEAR ANGEL.

SUMMARY. Su, the guardian angel of [ name ] is caught by her during midnight, when watching over her. he tries to explain himself, but to no use you panic. not knowing how to stop your threatening, he does the first thing that comes to mind.

C/W. guardian angel Su, soooftt sex, plot? maybe, praise so much praise, fem reader, Su is so fucking soft on reader I'm, blowjob, cowgirl hehe, mentions of reader having a knife, sort of scent kink 💗, sensitive su!! , clothed masturbation ( reader ), fingering ( reader receiving ), squirting god, dumbification ig? I don't know.

A/N. okay look, the anon made me have an idea in mind hehe I couldn't help it! I loveeee soft sex it's just so, aghh ( 80 followers celebration !! tags : @kamishir0rui | if you'd like to be tagged in my posts, please send an ask thank you! )

His wings resembled a god's beauty.

Su stood on the railing of your houses balcony, looking upon the glowing moon in content, a smile on his face. for today, he had been given a task to watch over your sleeping state and in which he gladly accepted to.

he has guarded you for almost his entire life, ever since he and you were both children. he wasn't as, sneaky as he thought. if he got a single step closer to you from his place, he'd be caught in an instant.

the wind blew softly, as Su breathed in the fresh air. unbeknownst to him, you approached from behind silently with a switch knife in hand. his nose scrunches at the smell of metal from behind him, wings tensing as it raised in alarm. “I—I can explain!”

he retaliates, holding his hands up in surrender as he turns to look at you slowly and jumping down from the railing. “Well, start.” you were certainly weary of him. he had wings for fuck's sake, as if there wasn't anything more dangerous than a man with wings on a railing. he made it seem like he was bearing it at you as well.

he hesitates for a moment, swallowing harshly as he tries to mutter out something, anything to you. but he's stuck in a trance, breathing in the heavy scent of your perfume. he couldn't get enough of it. it was, entirely the reason he came out to the balcony either way.

he felt suffocated just being in your room, face flushed as he dizzily walked out. he takes a deep breathe, still just as nervous but slightly composured.

“I'm Su, a g-guardian angel.. I— I watch over you during midnight.” he slowly starts, heart beating rapidly at your sharpened knife. You take small steps towards him, knife in front you. “That's bullshit, who are you real— mhm!” your words are cut off by his soft lips, eyes wide as you drop the knife, clanging loudly against the concrete.

he dips you, kissing you softly as he hums at the sweet taste of your chapstick. his mind is hazy as he finally processes what he has done. Su breaks the kiss, breathing heavily with a flushed face. you weren't any different, in the same state as him.

“I—I'm sorry! I, didn't think it through—” you wrap your arms around his neck, pulling him closer as you steal another kiss. you kissed him sensually, tongue invading his mouth as you made out with him. releasing the kiss, he brings you back up, looking at you with a glint of desire in his eyes.

chuckling at his state, you let go of him. you walk backwards and beckon him over with your finger. he follows willingly, already smitten simply with a kiss. closing the sliding door behind him, he locks it before you once more pulled him into a kiss and falling onto your soft bed.

he leans back to admire you, your hair sprawled as your chest heaved. “God, you're beautiful,” he mutters. “So, so pretty.” he kisses your neck lightly, using his finger to tilt your chin up. your hand is pressed against his back, and in a swift moment, he is laid on his back.

“I'll take good care of you, k?” you spoke with a sultry voice, as he gapes at you with lidded eyes. he hums, nodding absentmindedly. palming him hard through his pants, he groans loudly, arching his back as it sends shock waves through him.

“fuck— angel..!” he weeps, voice strained as his head falls back. the simple touch of your skin against his clothed cock made him twitch uncontrollably, thoughts erratic as he tried to wrap his head around the situation. unzipping his pants, you pull it down impatiently, not wanting to anticipate yourself and him.

his cock is already half hard, leaking pre-cum through his boxers. you grin, before pulling down his boxers as he hisses at the cold air meeting contact with his dick. taking his cock in hand, it twitches at your warm hand enveloping it. thumbbing his slit, he whines. “princess, hah! cmon, cut me some— ngh! slack.. sen-sensetive!”

his precum acts as lube, the lewd shlick sound filling the room alongside his breathless moans. you jerk him off, as he thrusts his hips to the movements of your hand, it's filthy. you blow on his cock, giggling as it twitches rapidly. and with that, you take his mushroom tip into your mouth, the bitter taste of his precum coating your mouth.

“feels— so good–! agh!” he moans in ecstasy, eye rolling to the back of his head as your warm mouth also envelopes his cock. he whimpers as you circle his tip with your tongue, saliva drooling down your chin as you do so. he panted, unable to stutter even a single word because even he tried his moans would interrupt it.

you teased him, taking more of his dick as you chocked, tears welling in your eyes. but that didn't discourage you. tucking a hair strand behind your ear, you start to bop your head as his tip constantly hit the back of your throat. whatever you couldn't fit in your mouth resulted in you just jerking him off.

“fuck, you're going to be the death of me..” he mutters, before taking a hold of your hair and shoving your head down his cock. you practically sobbed, letting him treat you like some ragdoll. but, you were enjoying the control he had over you. you held onto his thighs as your nose grazed his pelvic, your cunt weeping with slick.

“so close— so close, hah!” his moan cuts him off, as he whimpers and thrusts him hip up, flushed red and skin sheened with sweat as his hair sticked to his forehead. a hand leaves one of Su's thighs, as you press a finger to your clit, grinding down on it as you moan loudly. his thrusts turn sloppy, as he opens his mouth to warn you.

“'m cumming, fuucckkk~ you'll take it like a good girl, y-yeah?” his grin is wobbly as he looks down at you, not bothering to wait for an answer. not like you could do so anyways. his orgasm builds up, before he groans loudly, perhaps the loudest one you'll be receiving the night.

his warm seed runs down your throat, as you swallow it all, not letting a single drop fall out. as he pulls back, he uses his thumb to open up your mouth, chuckling as you stick your tongue out with no evidence of his cum on it.

“did I, do good?” your voice is hoarse as you ask, but he doesn't put any mind to it. “mhm, so good angel.” he brushes his finger's through your hair, before pulling you up and kissing you softly. his hands grope your ass, as he bites on your bottom lip before switching positions.

“fuck, you're so hot.” his cock twitches at sight of your soaked panties, nearly losing himself as he slips your panties off. your face flushes as he swipes at your clit, whining loudly at his teasing. soon enough, Su slowly enters a digit into your leaking folds, watching as your hips buckled.

“S—Su..” you moan lowly, pulling him close to you sloppily. “I know princess, just hold you alright? I'll fuck you with my cock soon enough.” he fucks you with his finger and you writh, biting onto his shoulder as your eyes nearly roll.

you whine as he takes his finger out, feeling empty. he presses his tip against your cunt, kissing you to distract you from the stretch. he considered himself girthy enough that it would hurt and you couldn't agree more. you hiss, as tears start to well.

“I know it hurts gorgeous, just stop— fuck.. clamping down on my cock, k? it'll end soon, promise.” you nod, biting on your lip hard. he presses light feather kisses on your cheek to sooth you. curse your heart for leaping at the gesture. soon enough, you calm down, loosening up.

“there you go angel..” he murmurs, before gripping your hips tightly and thrusting deeply into you. “fuuckk~” he groans, hips stuttering as his head falls back. you mewl, eyes rolling to the back of your skull as his tip penetrates your prostate.

he starts to sloppily fuck your, trying to keep his moans down but to use he starts to whine. “angel! fuck, you're so hot—” he's cut off when you steal a kiss, pushing him down as you climb on top of him, licking your lips. you hover above his cock, juices leaking onto his dick before slamming yourself on his cock.

arching your back, you squirted all over his cock, some of it landing on his chest and waist. he chuckles, thrusting his hips up and catching you off guard as you whine aloud. “feels— so, good!” you squeal as he lifts your hips and slams you down repeatedly, grinning at your fucked out face. “feel good, a-angel?” all you could do was continuously mewl.

as your rode him like it was the end of the world, Su felt his orgasm approaching, his hips started to buckle upwards. “wanna cum in you, p—pleasepleaseplease..” he starts to mutter nonsense, as you grind against him hard. enough that it made him ultimately lose himself in your velvety walls.

he cums with a groan, breathing heavily as he looks at you with lidded eyes. he smirks at your hazed face, pulling your head close as he places a kiss on the corner of your lips. “rest, gorgeous.” you hum, shaking your head. “I'd rather stay awake with you.” you retaliate, but it was obvious that you were close to falling asleep.

“no matter angel, I'll be right here.”

#honkai x you #honkai impact #honkai x reader #honkai su #I'm terrible at writing smut beware!!#su x reader #su smut #genshin impact #genshin impact smut #genshin smut #genshin drabbles #hi3

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blue-cadence · 5 months

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The Leviathan Coaster

❦❧ Characters: Fu Hua x Reader

❦❧ Genre: Flufffffy flufff

❦❧ Word Count: Idk it’s 00:38 and I’m too tired to count

❦❧ A/N: None, enjoy!

❦❧ Summary: A day at the amusement park with Hua turned out to be scarier than you thought.

Fu Hua decided to take you out on your days off, which was a rare occasion. She didn’t explain where exactly, but you trusted your girlfriend to choose a good date. What you didn’t expect though, was she brought you to the amusement park. “Hua, is this really a good idea?”

You were deathly scared of heights, and even the thought of roller coasters made you feel queasy. “Trust me it will be fun. After all, I’m here with you.” Hua’s voice was soft as she spoke to you, and her grip on your hand tightened reassuringly around you. You inhaled a deep breath as you two walked around.

“I don’t know Hua. You know I’m really scared of heights.” She smiled softly at you “If anything were to happen to you, I’ll protect you. I promise.” Her words made your face flush up and a tinge of red spread across your face. You exhaled softly in a sigh, “Alright. I’ll go on a ride with you.” You seemed reluctant, but willing to try at least.

Hua led you over and around all the rides, just to show you which ones there was. “You can pick the ride, y/n.” You sighed in relief that she wasn’t expecting any big rides right off the bat.

After watching all the different roller coasters go by, you settled on one that did not look too intimidating. The line was not large, since the majority of people wanted to go on the bigger rides. The roller coaster just went around. It wasn’t necessarily small or anything like that, it just didn’t have any big drops and twists.

You actually realized you started to have some fun on what you previously thought was the bane of your existence. You laughed and smiled alongside Fu Hua, pointing out all the different things in the scenery. The trees, the small animals. Even just the decorations looked interesting from high up.

“Look, even the mascot statue looks small from here!” You exclaimed out loud to Hua. She nodded and looked at the statue too. “You’re right.” The roller coaster wasn’t that fast, and you ultimately decided you wanted to try a bit of a quicker and ‘bigger’ coasters. With two seats in each different parts of the coaster. Hua sat right down next to you and brushed a piece of hair from your vision.

“You got this, love.” She cheered you on, and it started to accelerate and go up slowly. The drop was visible, and every second the growing anticipation gnawed away at you. Subconsciously your tight grip on Hua’s hand tightened a bit more, and she rubbed the back of your palm softly.

The roller coaster stopped for a brief moment lf the edge before sending you down. The wind quickly whizzed by and hit your face, you felt winded. All you could and did do was scream. Hua was surprisingly calm and kind of just sat there like nothing was happening. You could only scream at the very top of your lungs as it went around twists and around and dropped more.

And quite frankly, you were terrified for your life. When it was finally over your head felt nauseous and light, Hua let you lean on her shoulder of course. Her hand gently rubbed your back. “Are you okay?” You nodded, but soft sobs were racking your body. “…Scary.”

“There, there. You’ll be okay.” You felt like a small child again crying like this, but there was nothing wrong with that. She whispered reassuring sentences to you and rocked you back in forth. “How about we stay on the smaller rides?” You nodded into her shoulder and shut yours eyes tightly.

“I feel a little dizzy and sick.” Such was evident in how you swayed with every step.

#honkai impact #hi3 x reader #hi3 x you #honkai impact 3rd x reader #honkai x reader #fu hua #fu hua honkai #fu hua x reader #hi3 #honkai

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chiyoso · 10 months

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so,

based on the hi3 shit ive been researching in wikis, blogs and reddit for stellar chasm (my hi3 x hsr crossover story in the making)

hi3 writing is all over the place and that hyv writers prolly- partially gave up on some parts/arcs that leaves some hi3 players unsatisfied, is what i'm barely understanding

(discussion about hi3 x hsr crossover story im making, along with hi3 topics under cut)

i do however finally understand quite a lot though (except for the math and... numbers... shinanigans)

i'm just hoping my hsr following is aware of hi3 or even the basics of the imaginary tree + sea of quanta, cause ima be involving it a lot of hi3 things for the prologue,

just for Herrscher!Reader's arrival to make sense, establishing her personality for you readers to be aware of, her relationships with hi3 characters, and just an overall introduction

then again, stellar chasm is for avid hsr and hi3 enjoyers, but for the pure hsr readers... hmh, i wouldnt know how they'll react, but i can assume theyre aware of hyv's other games

i haven't reached the final chapters of hi3 plot in game and i also dont mind being spoiled from the information im researching—but what i can say is that i believe hi3 lore enjoyers feel robbed about the overall writing progression in the canon story, which is honestly really sucky and i feel quite bad about it

not to mention, we still have yet to know how our beloved welt yang of anti entropy ended up in the universe of honkai star rail, but honestly i can feel their love for hsr, so we might get that aspect explained in the future

nonetheless,

the frantic mess and unsatisfied feelings towards the hi3 writers who're in charge with the storyline in hi3 remind me that ill have to step up my game for this crossover story i'll be creating for you all, i want a good story because i am someone who craves a good universe that can scratch our brain's itch in the right places, so why not write instead? for myself and you all hi3 and hsr lovers.

anyhow, thank you for reading until the end, i would love to hear all of your thoughts within my inboxes or just overall interact with me about this (while i plan, edit and write the prologue of stellar chasm and the 2nd chapter of TMW)

for the ppl who wanna be informed;

hi3 arc summaries reddit disccusion link

imaginary tree + sea of quanta explained/disccusions reddit

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strwbmei · 7 months

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Halloween Special.

summary: "accidentally" summoning a demon turns into a heavenly experience

contains: afab reader, porn with plot, soft sex, sub!reader, succubus!elysia, a bit of fluff, somnophilia (?), soft dom!elysia, monsterfucking, virgin!reader, pet names,

pairing(s): elysia x reader

a/n: happy birthday to my wife!!! found this draft on my old account and it seemed perfect since it's Halloween season and it's also Elysia's birthday, so I decided to finish it

A few days ago, your professor had assigned your class to write an essay on any topic; and demons happened to pique your interest.

Long story short— the book you bought for research happened to include a guide on summoning these demons. Well, you called it a guide, but it was more of a ritual if you were being honest.

Of course, not that you ever thought of using it.

You flipped through the pages, skimming along the images and descriptions. Once you saw the word 'succubus', you had to do a double take. The mere thought of a beautiful succubus softly dominating you in bed and guiding you through everything was enough to make your cheeks flare up as red as a tomato...

Okay. You're a horny college student— but you aren't a stupid one. Sex demon or regular demon, you don't need the presence of either in your already hectic life.

You put the book away, not giving it much thought. The deadline is 3 weeks away, and you're tired. Research can wait. For now, you'd try to get some much needed sleep.

As hard as you tried to fall asleep, you just.. couldn't. It felt as if the book was calling out to you; and there was a name echoing throughout your mind— Elysia. A name so beautiful, yet it cursed you with sleeplessness and senseless yearning.

Goddammit.

You sighed as you begrudgingly followed the thankfully detailed instructions on the book. Luckily, the ritual for summoning succubi was fairly simple compared to the others. It can't be helped— you thought.

You were just taking a more hands-on approach for research purposes. Yeah. You definitely didn't want to meet a hot succubus lady. That would be absolutely preposterous.

NSFW below the cut !

A few minutes passed. Nothing. Maybe you did something wrong? No, you're sure you followed the instructions to the tee.

Fifteen minutes now. Still nothing.

You sigh, finally giving up. It was dumb to believe the guide would work, and that demons even existed in the first place. It did at least manage to get rid of the weird name that was stuck in your head, so there's that.

Not even bothering to turn off the lights, you yawn as you lay down in bed. You couldn't help but feel a tinge of disappointment nipping at you as you drift off to sleep.

However, all of it disappears when you awake to the sound of birds tweeting cheerfully and the warmth of the sunlight shining through the windows. Was it just you, or did the world seem much more colorful? Amazingly, you slept like a log. Even though you just woke up, you already felt energized and refreshed and-

Who is that lady at the foot of your bed?

You tried to scream, but it came out as a choked gasp.

The lady had long pink hair tied into a low ponytail, elven ears that twitched every once in a while, and a beautiful face that lit up once she saw you open your eyes. "⊓□⦝⦝⟃ >⊓□⟔□, ⸅⟔□>>⋖ ꓶ｢⟔⦝!"

Her voice was distorted and monstrous, yet at the same time akin to a soothing lullaby. You tilt your head in confusion, still half asleep. She let her mouth hang open for a bit, closing it as it formed into a small smile. She clears her throat. "Good morning, pretty girl! Slept well?"

You simply stared at her in awe as you nodded absentmindedly. What is happening? Who is this gorgeous beauty and why is she in your room?

A realization hits you as you look down and see the bat-like wings that went from the small of her back and wrapped around the front of her thighs along with the skimpy outfit she's wearing; a flush of red creeping up your cheeks at the same time.

Oh.

"I forgot humans used a different language these days.." She mutters to herself, smiling widely as she observes your every reaction. "I'm Elysia, the succubus you summoned!" Elysia exclaimed cheerfully, clasping her hands together.

She eyed you up and down, licking her lips as she crawled over to you. "What a treat we have here.." now that you're a bit, y'know, awake— you have the time to process how sweet Elysia's voice is to your ears.

Everything about her bewitched you. From her luscious locks of pink hair, her striking blue eyes that looked upon you with their loving gaze, to her plump lips that seemed perfect for kissing— amongst... many other things.

Elysia; meaning perfection, beauty, and paradise— the woman in front of you did not fit the name, for the name was made for her instead. Elysia was paradise personified.

Her laugh, similar to a melodious choir, brought you back to reality. "If you keep staring at me like that.. even I'll get embarrassed~" The warmth of her touch brings you to realize how close Elysia is to you, and the situation you're in. The situation you're about to be in.

You sat up immediately. "Wait, this is a misunderstand-" you gulp as Elysia places a finger on your lips, looking at you with pleading eyes.

"You're saying you don't want to have sex with me?"

Okay. She got you there.

Elysia takes your silence as a yes, giggling as she kisses your forehead softly. "You're so cute, I could just gobble you up!" She spoke as if she were talking to a puppy, yet her eyes had an underlying glint of lust.

Unbeknownst to you, you were the first to summon Elysia for, more or less, 50,000 years. The succubus had a lot of pent-up sexual frustration, and you were the unfortunate soul that had to take accountability for it.

"Maybe I'll do just that... What do you say, beautiful?" She tucks your hair behind your ears, her gaze warm and reassuring. Elysia was horny, but she placed your comfort first and foremost.

Did she just call you beautiful? More importantly, did she just say that she wanted to eat you out? You prayed that you were able to keep a straight face in the few moments that passed; that you were able to hold back the elated grin that threatened to curl on your lips.

You were thrilled. Exhilarated, even. Whether you wanted Elysia to know that or not, the shade of red tinting your cheeks and the way you rubbed your thighs together was enough to tell her the truth. "I'd.. love that."

Elysia wasted no time in removing your clothes, leaving a trail of kisses on your bare skin as she went. They were sloppy and hungry; yet at the same time assuring and tender. She took her time to appreciate the work of art that was your body. Her touch wandered all over you— from your shoulders, to your arms, to the small of your back. "You're so pretty like this."

Though it was part of Elysia's job as a succubus to tell her clients what they wanted to hear, she genuinely meant every word. The woman wanted you to know that, and she'd gladly show you with her actions.

She made her way down to your thighs, gently spreading your legs apart as she lowered herself to meet your glistening cunt. You sigh shakily when her warm breath teases your entrance.

"Are you nervous?" Elysia smiled up at you. "No, it's just- this is my first time, so..." You trailed off, eyes darting side to side to keep from making eye contact.

She giggled at your reaction, planting a soft kiss to your clit; the gesture making your breath hitch. "Just relax, let me take care of you." She reassured you. With the knowledge that she was taking your first time, Elysia was even more determined to make you feel good.

"Besides, I don't mind teaching a cutie like you how to please a woman." She winked before shallowly thrusting her tongue into your folds; experimentally dragging the wet muscle along your walls and eliciting a few moans from you.

Elysia's eyes attentively observed each and every reaction— whether it be the way your head fell back whenever her nose rubbed against your clit or the way you moaned a little louder when her tongue pressed flat against a specific spot.

"Fuck.." You hissed under your breath, knuckles turning pale from how hard you were gripping the sheets. It seems you aren't the only one enjoying this; you could feel Elysia's movements grow hungrier, slender hands spreading your thighs apart even more.

Your other hand pushed her head down as you muttered apologies in between moans. She didn't seem to mind; only working harder to please you as her thumb reached to play with your clit. "A-ah... Elysia..!"

Even with your eyes screwed shut with pleasure, you can feel her smile against your cunt. "Mm... You sound so pretty moaning my name." She groans, growing hungrier and more relentless in its pace. She just can't control herself; can't help wanting to taste you.

Her eyes looked up at you with lust and need as you bucked your hips to meet her tongue, making a mess of her face as you came all over it. Elysia continues tongue-fucking you throughout your orgasm, helping you ride out your high.

After Elysia deems that she has prolonged your orgasm to its limit, she crawls over to your exhausted body. "Is this a dream?" You pant out between breaths, eyes still shut as beads of sweat rolled down your forehead.

She giggled at your question. "If it was," You opened your eyes to find the woman giving you a warm smile; gaze as reassuring and comforting as ever. "would you want to wake up?"

"..."

"Then, just let me make you feel good." Elysia's smile transformed into a grin, eyes on either side of your thighs as she straddled your lap. She isn't quite done with you just yet.

It seems that you were, though.

You groan as you're woken up by that stupid, stupid alarm that just had to ring when you were getting to the good part. Ugh.

How were you supposed to focus on studying for the whole day after... whatever that was? Why did you summon her in the first place?

Can... you summon her again?

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