lavenprinz

[lavenprinz]

donno what to do for birthday

[lavenprinz]

★⋆｡ °⋆𖦹✮₊ ⊹ something little for your new year…!

赤色の愛 / アカイロノアイ ft. DILUC RAGNV.

red. it’s the colour of his eyes, the stain of the sheets after you give him the one flower only the human body can cultivate, the shade of your lips after he’s devoured them to plumpness.

it’s what diluc sees when another man dares to touch you, his flaming claymore searing the fool’s arm and the colour overflows in puddles over the floor - just like your pleasure when diluc moves his hips against yours, ecstasy endlessly flowing through your veins as if electrified. diluc’s anger can only be appeased as he lays his claim on you, kisses bruising your skin into blossoming hues of red and releasing his spend into your most intimate regions.

the white mix of your essences is the colour that pleases him the most and diluc decorates your form with it, his seed on every place he can reach. diluc only ever loses his rationality for you yet you love it (perhaps you favour his red hair and eyes too. so you understand his irrational obsession with the colour.)

a/n: trying to write little by little. something is better than nothing right? do you have some new year’s resolutions mi amor? do let me know in my inbox. i’d love to hear from you.

> angelprinz 01.01.2024 <

#genshin smut #genshin impact smut #diluc <3 #gi smut #diluc smut #diluc x reader #genshin x reader #genshin imagines

[lavenprinz]

drinking toji's spit out of a dog bowl isn't gross it's HOT AF

if you are ever willing to elaborate on that I'd happily read it and rb the shit out of it 😌😌

++ 𝐫𝟎𝐬𝐞𝐬𝟒𝐧𝐝𝐥𝐢𝐥𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐚𝐬𝐤𝐞𝐝: 𝐈 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐢 𝐬𝐚𝐢𝐝 𝐢 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐠𝐨𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐧 𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐛𝐮𝐭….. 𝐈𝐌𝐀𝐆𝐈𝐍𝐄 𝐓𝐎𝐉𝐈 𝐆𝐄𝐓𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐀 𝐂𝐎𝐋𝐋𝐀𝐑 𝐎𝐌𝐆𝐆𝐆𝐆𝐆𝐆𝐆𝐆𝐆𝐆𝐆𝐆 🤤🤤🤤🤤

doubling up again bc they go hand in hand methinks. ALSO I do have another fic planned with the collar concept in mind but when I write that is unknown so.. whomp

warnings: 18+ MDNI, fem!reader, pet play, age gap, calls the reader 'puppy', use of 'puppy cunt', spit, slight nipple play, daddy kink, fingering, squirting, lewd fluid drinking!

words: .5k

Toji isn’t a jealous man, though he is insecure. He’s older than you by a fair amount, though that’s never been an issue for you. It’s part of what drew you to him, in fact. But it’s a sore spot at times when he sees you mingling with men your own age.

He likes to think he fucks too perfectly for you to want to leave him.

But he likes to remind you who you belong to.

You remember when he first got you the collar. He rarely lets you take it off. Only when have to go somewhere you need to dress in formal attire. He hates it when you wear it and still try to cover it up with a scarf or a turtleneck.

The point of the collar is to that everyone knows who you belong to.

You remember your blood turning to ice in your veins when he dropped a pretty pink dog bowl at your feet with a malicious smirk on his face. You yelped as he connected a leash to your collar and yanked you down to your knees.

He had you on all fours like a dog, cock hardening as you looked up at him looking oh so frightened. You couldn’t forget who owns you, not after this.

Your eyes widened in horror as he spat down into the bowl again and again and again.

“Go on, lick it up.” he demanded. The longer you took to obey, the more fury began to build behind his stare. He softened again as you began to lick at his spit, slurping it up and doing all you could to make sure you cleaned the plastic bowl. “Good puppy,” he chuckled, spitting more and more.

He didn’t care where it landed, not really. You looked just as pretty with his spit bubbling on your face as you did licking it like a desperate slut from a bowl.

Truthfully, he was surprised that you had obeyed so quickly. Maybe he was feeling insecure for no reason at all. But that couldn’t be, could it? He couldn’t be imagining a feeling that needn’t be there.

Nevertheless, he saw it fit to reward you for your obedience.

You couldn’t deny how your cunt clenched and squelched so wonderfully as he fingered you vigorously. You hummed and cooed so gorgeously for him as he toyed with your sensitive nipples and curled the heavy pads of his fingers against your sweet spot.

“You like it when daddy stuffs this puppy cunt, yeah?” he smiled, kissing softly against your cheek as he continued working your insides. “Y’look so pretty all fucked out f’me, sweetheart. Cum for me, puppy, make a mess for your daddy.”

You orgasmed boisterously, a jet of liquid spurting out of you. It coated your inner thighs and his fingers, droplets splashed onto the tile floor of the kitchen. Though Toji’s smile only grew as he achieved his aim of making the majority of your release fill the bowl.

He forced you back down onto your hands and knees, your hair tightly laced through his fingers as he forced your face entirely into the bowl.

“Messy little pup,” he cooed, “You know what to do. And remember, pretty puppies don't use their hands.”

You began to drink and slurp the clear, pooling liquid, cunt tightening at the sound of your masters satisfied hum.

He’s confident, now.

He owns you, completely.

© 2023 rinhaler

p.s. thank u @chososdoll for letting me use ur dream as inspo :3

[lavenprinz]

diluc would be such a good daddy 🥺

watching his sweet little girl from afar and constantly praising her whilst having his hands settled on her hips. while he's saying how pretty she looks in her new dress, he's thinking how tight her virgin cunny would be, how perfect her own daddy's cock will fit inside

and one night, he just can't hold it in anymore, so he comes into her room and rapes her senseless, saying it's just what daddies are supposed to do, gently kissing away her tears

he fills her up so good. he never remarried, so why not make another heir with his first?

waaa diluc makes me feral 🥲🥲🥲🥲

i love ur work btw 🤰🤰

oh my… anon your mind? the incest my mouth dropped in awe of how perfectly icky this is. i really wish my brain had words to elaborate, wanna gate keep this but sharing is caring.

do you think the night daddy diluc loses his self control is if he hears his precious girl pleasing himself and moaning out a soft daddy?

or maybe diluc overhears you talking abt a date. he can’t give up his right to your purity to some random who could never treat you as well as your daddy does!!!

#diluc smut #gi smut #genshin smut

[lavenprinz]

when your beloved mutual turns your zero note flop post into a one note flop post <33333

[lavenprinz]

think u might be my new fav person omg?? (i don't know if this is srs or not so /hj)

anyways brother figure kazuha who found you asleep and injured on one of his adventures :( also found your panties ripped and assumed that maybe... something happened? regardless, he snaps a quick photo of your (possibly used) pussy and carries you back to his hideout.

you stayed with him for a while, and he seemed like a brother to you, and you loved him as such and maybe a little more!

and of course, as an experienced samurai, he teaches you how to work your way around a sword!! and..well..his sword.

he guided your hands and tiny mouth around his cock whenever you did something right, and like a good girl (or boy or whatever u want) you obeyed!! this made him so happy sometimes, that he just pushed your head down his cock :( you always forgive him though, cant stay mad at your big bro figure!! <3

(this is my first ever thirst i sent hhhh i have no idea if im doing it right lmk pls)

cupping your cheeks n planting a big ol smooch on your lips, this was so yummy anonnie!!!!

kazuha-nii <3333 make it a memory loss incident and he reteaches you everything abt how to live! like using a sword to fight and making his sword very very happy!!! so happy that it spurts hot heavy loads down your throat and it always makes kazuha-nii smile so warmly at you, his cheeks glowing red as he pets your head !!! you completely forget abt the pain of having your airway blocked from his thick length and smile with your mouthfull of his cum, happy to have made your kazuha-nii proud of you !!! eventually you become his precious lil cumdump that he keeps in his hideout mwamwa <3

#kazuha <3 #tw. dark content #tw. dubcon #tw. corruption #kazuha smut #gi smut #kazuha x reader #genshin smut #genshin impact smut #genshin thirst #kazuha thirst

[lavenprinz]

kishibe

[lavenprinz]

dark content ≠ excusing the immoral actions.

also i do not write nor support any pedophilic/zoophilic/homophobic/transphobic content.

this is not a safe space for those who identify with those behaviours and you are not welcome here. i do check blogs and will block you if i see anything of that alignment. i cannot fathom why you would willing present yourself that way even on the internet but i will not allow it near me/my blog.

[lavenprinz]

when a childe rp blog comes around please let me know i want to torture that man (affectionate) these blogs r so cute y’all r doing gods WORK

[lavenprinz]

CAN U PLS PLS PLS DO MORE OF GYNECOLOGIST!SUNA

i've been meaning to elaborate on it but i had zero motivation so thank you for showing interest, darling. now let us thirst for this gorgeous man.

it's strange how you've been having weekly visits with gynecologist!suna ever since your first check up, despite your nether region feeling completely normal. what you don't know is that he has altered your charts that day, just to keep you coming back; yet you — being the naive person that you are, never batted an eye.

the fourth week consisted of another vaginal inspection but he decided to kick it up a notch by omitting the surgical gloves. when asked about it, he casually explained that your pussy is too tender for any rough texture, hence the bare hands fiddling with your folds, spreading it open. didn't matter whether or not that made sense, you trusted his judgement considering he's spent years at medical school and you know practically nothing.

if you think that'll be your last visit in a while — you are terribly wrong because that is when the manipulation truly begins escalating.

no longer are his words strictly 'medical', now getting more and more personal, leaving you shocked wondering when the check ups have taken such a sharp turn.

"you're too delicate to be handled on your own, sweetheart. you need someone to take care of you. and i mean really take care of you. who better to do that than a doctor, hm?"

suna gave you a mind-blowing orgasm that day by eating you out like a cave man, sloppily flicking his tongue over your swollen clit and your drooling hole. he’s vigorous with his pace, never once slowing down until your legs were shaking from overstimulation.

thinking about that incident makes your panties drenched before you've even stepped foot into the clinic for the fifth visit. and when he actually sees the effect he has on you? there's no turning back.

cupping your wet cunt, his sneering lips hover over your ear, blowing out a whisper, "look at you, putty in my hands. what would you do without me, dumb slut?

you can't satisfy yourself without my help. you can try with your useless fingers, vibrators or pathetic men that will care more about their own pleasure than yours – but nothing will ever compare to my fingers or my dick."

and though you hate to admit it, it is true. you haven't been able to cum by yourself ever since the first visit.

"this pussy is made for breeding. it is made to take my cock. do you feel how hard i am?” suna growls as he starts humping your thigh, ignoring your desperate mewls, “ take responsibility, baby."

once he fucks you raw on the cold inspection table, spearing you on his long, veiny cock, you could do nothing but go cross-eyed from his powerful thrusts. your brain dumbing down from the pleasure, no longer aware of your surroundings or the stuttering of his hips when he's coming to a close.

trailing his large palm over your belly, he chants like a pledge, "i'll fuck a baby into you so you know who you belong to."

and not until the very last second did you register his words, eyes widening in horror, but within a flash, he's shot his load into your cunt, filling your womb with thick, white cum just like he promised.

[lavenprinz]

i wanna be found passenger in your car.

tw. dark nsfw content, proceed with caution on this blog. MINORS DO NOT INTERACT.

< eyes rolled back and mouth agape, i want you basking in the afterlife once i’m done. the strangle marks adorning your neck and your tattered clothing will let the police know how you ended up lifeless, face etched into time with a look of lust driven ecstasy. >

thinking abt assassin or mafia related ayato or childe seducing someone who has information; whether the person knew that it was classified and highly important didn’t matter, since they wouldn’t survive a night in ayato or childe’s embrace. most definitely would involve gun kink, maybe possible drugging(aphrodisiac or stimulants), dub/noncon, choking and lots of begging.

(begging for them to take off the condom, cum inside you, god their cock drives you insane but despite your desperate pleas for their load inside you, they can’t leave behind evidence though it would’ve felt amazing for them to release into your trembling body that shakes as their gloved grip on your neck tightens.)

#genshin smut #tw. dark content

[lavenprinz]

tiddies

#bites nomnom

[lavenprinz]

#geto <3

[lavenprinz]

I CAN'T REBLOG THIS TO ANGELPRINZ?? BUT I LUV THIS PIECE SO MUCH <3333 safe sex !!!! after care!!!! immaculate writing <3

SCOTTY DOESN’T KNOW !

✧ — thoma x kamisato ! reader x tartaglia.

summary: it’s just a small crush on your brother’s best friends. surely they don’t reciprocate your feelings, right?

notes: modern au, reposted from my old blog.

warnings: threesome, too much plot, shy + innocent reader, childe is a bit of a tease, pet names, praise, consent checks, safe sex, oral (giving + receiving), fingering, penetration, slight mating press, multiple orgasms, somewhat clingy ! reader, aftercare on screen, reader gets a little bit overwhelmed, small vaguely age gap implied, unrealistic cervix kissing.

w.c.: 6.0k

minors and ageless blogs do not interact.

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#childe <3 #thoma <3

[lavenprinz]

c-c-corruptuon kink w/ ayato!!!...but you're his cute little dumb housewife

>:( pls do it extra "nice"

ayato x fem reader nsfw. minors do not interact.

pure, virginal and naïve. that's how your clan described you as you were betrothed to lord ayato for the sole purpose of being his wife, his woman, his plaything if he so desired. lucky you, fitting the bill of ayato's desires perfectly. a demure shy stupid little thing that needs him, ayato's protection, ayato's instructions and ayato's love to even be worthy of living.

sweet dumb girl for ayato to undress after the wedding, white silks being removed from your body for his lustful eyes to admire. he knew he loved you the moment he kissed you at the altar, you squirming under his lips, clearly unexperienced and unknowingly seducing ayato with every hesitant move.

you try to help him take off his garments but struggle to remove his lower body part, his kimono sash simply tied too difficult for you. he makes the mental note to teach you how another day or change to a style that you can help him into each morning like the dutiful wife you are. but for now, he strips himself bare in front of you and captures your lips in a heated kiss, hands spreading apart your legs as he devours your mouth.

your adorable flush as ayato pulls away and clumsily placed hands as you wait for ayato to take you has his heart doing flips and erection rising. no beauty compares to yours ayato thinks as he finally settles deep into your warm cunt, wiping your face of tears as you sniffle with a pained smile. "my lord, i'm ready."

ayato thanks the archons and his position as the commissioner for letting him snap his hips into your heat, allowing him to see your precious expressions as you mewl on his length. every moan and bodily twitch urges him on, to ruin your virginal self forever, make you addicted to the sensation of him inside you, corrupt you of your innocence, taking your first and being your very last.

after ayato's throughly pumped his load into your pussy, he's leaving a kiss on your forehead before asking you to go make him some dinner. really, he has the servants prepare it already but he wants to see you flush pink as you wobble out into the foyer, legs trembling and clothes all askew from your lovemaking. any worker can see how ayato's claimed you with the tell tale white cum leaking down your thigh and how he comes up behind you with a possessive arm around your waist. "bring refreshments for my wife and i. leave them at the door, for we'll be busy making an heir."

p.s. i didn't understand whether you meant to make ayato nice nice or mean nice so... i just made him lovin husband <3 enjoy.

[lavenprinz]

Another idea i have this time with childe is that he had fallen out of love with reader and cant bear to tell the reader and decided to pretend he still loves them but the reader knows but still chooses to hold on because she loves him but then she saw how childe and lumine interact, it reminded her of her relationship with childe before they become a couple how they used to be so sweet and happy. So the reader just decided to end the relationship because she realized that if you truly loved someone you will let them go if that means they will be happy. ( childe didn't really cheat but he does starts to have feelings with lumine but you know cant be lumine because reader)

hi anon!!! i put a lil twist on this idea by making hanahaki disease exist in genshin. there is a perspective shift from childe to reader!

content warning: angst with no happy ending, mentions of death and blood, memory loss

word count: 1.2k

note my blog contains dark/nsfw content. minors DO NOT interact.

"Welcome to Scent of Spring, what can I get you today?”

It’s almost hilarious that the last time Childe had frequented this store, he was courting you, purchasing a bouquet each time he went to win over your heart. Others had joked that the next flowers Childe would buy were for your wedding - the customary flower ball for the married to toss into the oncoming crowd, for blessings of married life and eternity. And now, he was requesting a sorry bouquet.

Where did it go wrong? When did his thoughts start to drift to Lumine’s face and not yours? The pleasant tranquility of peace that you would bring him dulls in comparison to the electric rush that Lumine sparks in his heart, and even as he browses the store's wares, his eyes are drawn to pale yellows and whites, reminiscent of the heroine. Childe knows how to pretend, he’s Fatui after all, so the role of a loving boyfriend who just forgot their anniversary and not fallen out of love is one he can play without a fault, though he knows he’s breaking your heart with every white lie.

As the shop assistant wraps up the bouquet of pink and purple carnations, Childe’s mind drifts to thoughts of sparring with Lumine, when he could spend time with Lumine, memories with Lumine and just Lumine. It seemed like all he could ever think of was her, not even a second spared to you and when his daze is snapped by the complete bouquet, his practiced feigned charming smile sends butterflies into the assistant’s stomach, no wonder you couldn’t let go.

Childe approaches your door with the bouquet hidden behind his back, image of sweetness and not a traitor with his heart elsewhere. When he knocks, you’re at the door immediately and as his amber guilty eyes meet yours, you know. His thoughts must be on Lumine and not you, you could tell, you’ve been in love with him just too long to not know. Even as he thrusts the flowers into your shaking hands, you know that there is no love behind them, his feelings are reserved for another. You know who he pretends you are.

How can you compare to the one chosen by the stars as you stand as shaky as a leaf in Barbato’s wildest winds in front of the man you love? Perhaps the archons give you strength in that moment, gulping back your internal pleas to keep Childe by your side, you interrupt Childe before he gets to sway you with his honeyed tongue. “Childe, thank you for the flowers. Let’s.” You pause, hesitating to yourself as tears fall down into the bouquet.

“Let’s break up. You should see other people.” The tears threaten to choke you, feeling your heart break inside your chest and when you’re met with stunned silence, you gather the strength to slam the door, dropping the flowers to the floor as you begin to sob. It’s over. You’ve parted with Childe, the ghost of his once promised everlasting love and as the tears flow unrelentingly like a river, petals unfurl within your chest. Your once awaited spring with Childe have dug their roots into your lungs, bloodying your throat with agony as you hack up a garden, one Childe had planted inside you.

You’re reminded of him as the flowers of his bouquet begin to wilt, feeling your health begin to fail you. You know that despite finally letting him fade away from your life, you still treasure him beyond words and actions, having treated the flowers with care you know you can no longer give to Childe ( You repeat to yourself : He chose someone else over you. The flowers have no meaning.) What once were the beginnings of the disease, your throat’s flesh tickled by uncomfortable petals have begun to blossom into buds that make you choke in pain when trying to breathe. Sometimes, when it gets bad and your heart aches desperately for Childe’s warmth, your sink ends up rinsing blood and rotting carnations down the drain.

When you visit Bubu pharmacy, Qiqi’s soft mention of your state makes you laugh softly. How could you explain that you broke up with the love of your life? And that you’re now dying, but you did it for him. Because you love him. Baizhu’s sympathetic smile as he hands you a concoction to aid your deteriorating throat tells you that this is not the first time he’s seen this condition. Though you had never wanted to let go of these feelings, you’ve found yourself with courage in many unexpected moments recently. “Is there a cure?”

The man looks down at Qiqi who posed the innocent question that had meanings beyond the mind of a zombie child and answered in a somber tone. “Yes, but it involves cutting off your feelings for the person who made you this way forever. Sometimes, when you love someone very much Qiqi, it’s hard to do that.” Baizhu’s wisdom is like an old oak tree and his words comfort you temporarily as he speaks, though they only strike home as you’re struck by a violent coughing fit of fully fledged flowers, bloodied by the thorns scratching at your throat. As you collapse onto the floor of the pharmacy, supported by Baizhu and Qiqi, reality hits like winter to orchards, barren with the knowledge that you must decide. Your love or your life.

“Your condition is becoming critical… any longer and you will die. Will you take the surgery?” The outburst of petals, blooming as they fall from your bloody lips are a painful reminder that Childe’s moved on without you - he no longer loves you. Painfully ignoring the internal desire to keep your love for him and through blurry tears in your eyes, you accept Baizhu’s offer.

The long wilted bouquet from Childe sits by your bed as you recover from the procedure, their meanings lost to you as you tend to your health with Qiqi, whose forgetfulness only warms your days as your condition improves. “Remember me. I’ll never forget you.” Though somewhere in your heart, a part of you aches when you gaze at the vase of decaying flowers, you discard of them - they no longer hold any memory to you.

After the surgery, brighter days are imminent, smiling like a sunflower as you stroll through Liyue, Qiqi in your hand as you guide her to your appointment at Liuli Pavilion - a celebration for your complete recovery. As you pass by the glaze lilies, you pause to show Qiqi the way they sway and respond to song. With a nostalgic melody of forgotten love and marriage that brings joy, the glaze lilies dance along as you sing. Above the patch of flowers was Northland Bank and the familiar tune captures Childe’s attention, having not seen nor heard from you for weeks now as you recuperated away from his sight. A part of him feels guilt, relief and most of all regret as he hears you radiant compared to the misery he had seen you last. When he calls your name with a faux cheery “How have you been?” you only tilt your head sideways, a motion that he’s long observed to mean utter adorable confusion, and you reply, “Hello there, who are you?”

The anguish that stings Childe is well deserved despite his obliviousness to the fact the surgery had removed not only your feelings for the man but your memory of Childe completely. Perhaps it’s better this way, the two of you now no more than strangers who were once in love.

[lavenprinz]

ummm I really loved the hanahaki disease angst post you you did for childe, could you possibly make a part two? 🥺 love your works btw 💛🌻✨️

...*embarassed noises* 👉🏻👈🏻

of course i can baby. what would you like in part two? anybody you want y/n to get with? i'll let you know sweetheart that i'm not fond of emotional cheaters. i could write another hanahaki with another character of your choice too. happy ending? sad ending? let me know love and i'll write it for you.

#laven_talks