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abyssruler · 7 months

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TROPES

ft. jing yuan, dan heng, blade x gn!reader

JING YUAN - reincarnation

They say the Arbiter General of the Luofu only takes a lover every few decades, each one doomed to end in the tragedy that befalls that of a love between a short-life species and a long-life one. It’s widely speculated why the famed general chooses to continue taking short-life species for lovers, knowing the ending that would come about such a union. Jing Yuan cares not for idle gossip, save for the fact that people spread misinformation about him taking multiple lovers, but he can hardly tell everyone that he has only had one lover throughout his centuries of life. It’s just that you always happen to die far too soon for his liking. He fears sometimes, during those first few years after your death, that you’ll never come back, that one day he’ll wake up and realize that hundreds of years have passed without you. But you never fail to appear decades later with a smile on your lips and an apology on your tongue, soothing years’ worth of worries with a few measly words. Sorry, Yuan, I’ll be sure to live longer this time.

DAN HENG - soulmates

The Imbibitor Lunae was not only tasked to bear the responsibility of being the High Elder of the Vidyadhara, he was also destined for a love that spanned beyond lifetimes. Dan Heng knows of the story between the previous incarnations of you and the Imbibitor Lunae. Reincarnating at the same time, falling in love, and repeating it all over again in a never ending cycle that Dan Heng had been sure to end—that was, until he met you. Jing Yuan told him of your decision to forcefully reincarnate as well after Dan Feng’s crime, so it stands to reason that you shouldn’t feel anything for Dan Heng at all, what with this incarnation of yours having never met him in this lifetime. And yet, you keep looking at him with such softness, something like nostalgia in the tone of your voice as you spoke with him, that he can’t help but feel as though he, like his previous incarnations before him, can do nothing but fall into that never-ending cycle of love and being loved.

BLADE/YINGXING - time travel

Yingxing thinks you’re strange. Not in a bad way, of course, only that your mannerisms and way of conduct when it comes to him and his companions is odd. He’s caught you almost calling Dan Feng the wrong name, Dan He-something. You keep demanding Jing Yuan to spar with you for what you dubbed was a ‘rematch’, though Yingxing has no recollection of any instances of you and Jing Yuan fighting before. But it all pales in comparison to the way you act with him. You’re overly familiar, smiling and talking to him as though you’ve known him for years instead of a single month after he discovered you wounded on an alley with a broken blade. He still remembers the look of relief on your face when he crouched in front of you in concern. Blade, Kafka’s gonna kill me, this is the fiftieth sword I broke this month, was all you said before passing out. Despite the oddity of your first meeting, he found himself getting close to you, drawn in by your smile and your laugh and the tender way you looked at him. He imagined spending what remained of his life with you, but you disappeared a day before he was supposed to confess his feelings. It isn’t until many years later, when Elio is introducing the newest member of the Stellaron Hunters, that Blade connects the dots amidst his fractured memory. And it isn’t until another few years that you confirm his suspicions. Blade, you won’t believe what I just went through—or rather, when!

#blade’s got too long hrng it’s because it deserves a fic of its own hehe #honkai star rail x reader #hsr x reader #jing yuan x reader #dan heng x reader #imbibitor lunae x reader #blade x reader #yingxing x reader #gn reader

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arkhammaid · 11 months

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— ˚₊‧⁺˖ NAPPING WITH THEM.

fandom. honkai star rail

pairings. blade, dan heng, gepard, jing yuan, welt x gn!reader

content warnings. sfw, sleeping/napping with them, sharing one bed, written in lowercase, not edited/proofread

word count. 0.8k

notes. i literally word-vomited this after my first final exam, please don't expect too much ;-;

— ˚₊‧⁺˖ blade.

blade isn’t a napper, too busy with his work and often too energized to even sleep properly at night. but when he does, it’s only because you ask him to join you. and even then, when you fall asleep in minutes, he lays wide awake while you sleep peacefully in his arms. he doesn’t even bother with trying to sleep, simply closing his eyes, and enjoying the peace he has when he’s with you.

it has only happened a few times, where he fell asleep, and you had to wake him. he doesn’t like the feeling, not quite asleep but also not quite awake. it dulls his senses, something he hates, yet he doesn’t complain. blade could never complain or refuse to join you during your naps, not when you snuggle up to him with a small smile, happy to be close to him.

— ˚₊‧⁺˖ dan heng.

dan heng is a chronic napper. With his irregular sleep schedule, he has to catch up on sleep, or else he can’t properly function. so, it’s no surprise that he can fall asleep the moment his head hits the pillow, curling together while the astral express continues to drift across the stars. sometimes he drags you with him, seeing those dreary, dark circles under your eyes and decides that both of you need some rest.

even when he’s with you, he curls together, this time around you, as if he’s a dragon hoarding his treasure. it keeps you warm and assures him you’re safe, bodies hidden behind that flimsy blanket of his. not that it’s needed, when his room is properly heated and he himself always runs warmer than most... and then you sleep, duration varying, depending on the amount of sleep you try to catch up on or if one of you is needed. but it already happened that the two of you slept a whole afternoon away and when you woke up, you just stayed in bed, simply because bedtime was in a few hours anyways.

— ˚₊‧⁺˖ gepard.

despite being busy with being a captain of the silvermane guards, gepard often takes naps. not those long afternoon naps, where he sleeps for hours, oh no— the longest time he ever napped were 45 minutes on the dot, always waking up the moment his alarm rings. you on the other hand enjoy longer naps and always grumble when he leaves the warm bed.

but it’s enough for you, when you fall asleep with him, sharing warmth beneath the thick blanket. his soft snores are a lullaby to you and help to calm your mind, drifting off to a well-deserved sleep. and when he tangles your hold from him to go back to work, he always kisses your cheek to soothe your complains. he would return into your waiting arms, he always does.

— ˚₊‧⁺˖ jing yuan.

taking an afternoon nap with the general is rare. but when it happens, you don’t nap alone. the purrs of his giant white pet lion and chirps of his little songbirds lull you into sleep. snuggled close to jing yuan, your head is on his chest, while his arms are wrapped around you. napping with him is a cherished comfort, the tender closeness making you blush, but you don’t deny your enjoyment of it. you know he enjoys it too, always falling asleep with a soft smile on his lips.

and when you wake up, hair tousled and eyes bleary, you can’t believe that this man is yours. yours to love, to hold and cherish. he looks pretty like this, guards down and body pliant, undeniably pretty. moments like this are rare, even rarer than these naps together, so you hold them close to your heart, making them a treasured memory.

— ˚₊‧⁺˖ welt.

welt frequently naps. often for one or two hours, to catch up on the sleep he lacks. you never join him to fall asleep with him, since he never tells you that he wishes to nap. but you know he likes to wake up with you in his bed, snuggled close together and quietly snoring your exhaustion away. sometimes you miss his naps, often busy with your own work, but often you join him, slip beneath the covers and warm your cold limbs up.

and when he wakes, he never leaves the bed immediately. instead, he watches your relaxed face, listens to the soft breathes leaving you, letting himself drift and simply enjoy the moment. sometimes he falls asleep again, sometimes he does not. it doesn’t matter to him, not when he can enjoy waking up next to you.

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sh1-n0bu · 6 months

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𝔫𝔬𝔟𝔲’𝔰 𝔨𝔦𝔫𝔨𝔱𝔬𝔟𝔢𝔯 𝔬𝔣 2023!

day 22: double dom with dan heng from hsr

warnings: two readers, cock/strap/shaft/length traditions, praise, degrading, double penetration, overstimulation, dacryphilia, creampie, squirting, oral, slapping, slight feminization, slight breeding, love confessions even though reader and dan heng are in relationship, shit gets messy

notes: if yall didnt like normal dan heng, yall dont deserve lunae. i die by this statement

“what a whore. look at him, squealing like he wants more”

“won’t you shut the fuck up? and don’t call dan heng ‘whore’ again unless you want to have your jaw broken”

all dan heng could do was let out a high pitched embarrassed squeal again as he comes on your hand again. his face was flushed red, all the way to his shoulders. bare skin covered in sweat, tears and drool as he tries to make sense of who it was that was fucking his hole open now.

it was weird to wake up to the noise of commotion. especially if the commotion was caused by two you. at first dan heng thought he was having some super weird dream. he tried slapping himself, pinching himself and even thought if his food or drink was spiked with something weird.

but no. none of it was sadly true and the situation he woke up to was very much real. there, standing over the side of the bed were two [name]s. exact carbon copies of one another except one was cussing the other out more while the other was calm and collected. but the calm one was losing their shit more and more as the other [name] spits curses at them.

somehow, it ends up in this little competition between the two [name]s to see which one can fuck him better.

one was gentle with him. coaxing him gently, peppering kisses on his neck and whispering soothing words in his ear. praising him for how pretty he looks, how he was so beautiful and ethereal, how he was doing such a good job as dan heng gags and chokes around your cock. saliva slipping from the side of his mouth, slipping down his chin as his whines get muffled with your length down his throat, causing slight bulge in them.

the other was mean. degrading him, calling him a filthy whore for letting himself get used by two [name]s. a fucking slut for willingly opening his legs wide and allowing his cute puckering hole to get fucked over and over. their strap pushing their own cum deeper inside him, pushing him into impossible, near painful positions as dan heng cries fat globs of tears. he never knew that his lover could be mean. even more, he didn’t knew that he would be so damn turned on by the mean slaps to his inner thigh, making him squeal and clench around the mean one like a harlot.

dan heng didn’t knew which one to focus on. all he could do was lay there on the bed. spread out with his inner thighs and ass red from the mean one’s slaps. his own cum painting his stomach as he sobs in a twisted sense of pain and pleasure. he felt so full, he was so sure that he was going to bend the biology of a vidyadhara and get pregnant.

by the mean [name] or by the gentle [name], he didn’t knew. he couldn’t even tell if the one who was keeping his legs open as he trashes and whimpers of feeling so full is his own [name] of this reality.

“you’re doing it wrong. fuck him hard like you mean it, dumb fuck. look at him. he’s getting my hard work all over the place!”

a voice hisses, angry and annoyed by the sound of it. a hand comes to knead his sore ass, making dan heng let out a choked whimper and cling to the other one tighter. ah, the one whose cock was inside him right now was the gentle one.

“guunck—! puh-please… can’t… i can’t take more… please please pleaseplease—! [n-name], you’re gonna break me… aaanh♡︎!!” dan heng lets out a loud moan. shrill and drawn out like a girl’s as his thighs shake from where they’re wrapped around your waist.

clinging to the gentle one was his only source of comfort and grounding. if not, dan heng was sure that his mind will break and his brain would get fried from the overwhelming amount of pleasure and pain.

“shut up, slut. you’re going to have to take everything if you want to decide who’s the winner here” the angry one grunts, kneading his already red and sore ass before slapping him again. dan heng twitches, bucking his hips as he tries to escape the mean one’s hold on him only to grind your cock against his prostate. he was shooting blanks from just that. body too overstimulated to keep going. but he wanted to. the sick perverted part of his mind wanted to feel the pain.

spreading his asscheeks apart with both hands, the poser takes a moment. eerily silent and calm faced as they watch the both of your mixed cum slowly ooze out of his loose hole, dripping down onto the mattress below. it created more wet stain in the already messed up mattress. but it also gave the poser an idea.

all the while you whispered of love and gentle reassurances into the ruined man’s ear, the other you shuffle closer until their chest was flush against dan heng’s back. the faraway look in his teary eyes, the old tearstains and the drool covering his chin was more than enough proof that dan heng was far gone. mind filled with statics as he can only take and take and take whatever’s given to him.

“hey, shift him a bit and pull out until your tip, will you?” the other you says, tapping your hips. for a moment, you just wanted to tell your doppelgänger to fuck off and go back to their own reality. but the excited look in their eyes got you sighing as you fulfill what they asked.

pulling out until only your tip is inside his gaping hole, you whisper more sweet nothings to dan heng when he whimpers at the feeling. he was already so spent. he possibly can’t handle what your other half was planning. but you were possessive and that trait mixed with a feeling of wanting to prove that you’re worth dan heng made you simply shut up.

fingering the dripping cum back inside his twitching warm walls, your doppelgänger hooks a finger at his loose hole. slowly spreading him out more and more, little by little, you were too slow to realize until dan heng was trashing about, sobbing and crying about how he was going to break until his jaws go slack in a silent scream. his spent cock squirting over his tummy again.

“t-too much… break… ‘m gonna breakkk aanh aahg ghiick♡︎ gyaack! c-cocks mmmgh uungh—! too much♡︎♡︎!”

the reserved and deadly guard of the astral express, shaking his head as he cries, creating new tear stain marks as he drools all over himself. great amount of his own cum staining his stomach, hair stuck to his forehead as he sweats all over. each time his mouth opens, it’s to let out shrill, girlish moans and squeals. the sound lewd and downright pornographic as it draws out, followed by the sound of two cocks sinking deeper into his tight and eager hole inch by inch.

“fuck—! mmgh so fucking tight, i can’t even move my hips. see that? that’s my cute little breeding bitch. cunt all tight and eager as always” your doppelgänger chuckles, hands coming up to twist and pull at his sensitive, swollen nipples. dan heng shakes his head furiously, denying the poser’s words with all his heart.

it was when your poser placed a kiss on his neck, ready to bite him and mark his skin did he let out a noise of denial. placing his trembling hand over their face, he shoves them away with what little strength did he had left. clinging to your form tightly with his chest flush against yours, you were glad that it was dan heng who protested. because if he hadn’t you would have broken more than just a few bones.

“uhnn!! not [name]! n-not my [name]!” dan heng whines, clinging to you with a vice grip. the thought of being marked by someone else — even if said someone else was technically [name] from another reality — dan heng hated it. he hated the idea of carrying someone else’s love bite on him, if not his own [name].

“not my [name]… i love you… i love you, [name]! mine, only mine! only m-my [name] gets to fuck a baby in me—♡︎!” before you could even make sense of his slurred blabbering words, dan heng passes out. face serene, forehead resting on your shoulder as he continues to grip onto you even in his unconscious state.

ah, the feeling of being in love and loving in return. but that aside, it’s time to punch this annoying doppelgänger of yours before taking care of your unconscious darling—

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st4rrth0ughts · 4 days

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Blood stains your hands. The blade is warm and crimson.

Mangled remains of people you barely know lie around you like a ritual circle.

You step forward to the stunned figure.

You press your hands against their cheeks, staining them with blood as they breathes shakily.

“You wanted to know just how far I’d go for you, right?”

They shiver. Your voice is quiet but maniacal. Yes. They did ask just how far you’d go for them.

They let out something akin to a gasp and scream as they watch you plunge the blade into your heart.

The organ is beating in your hand. Still warm and alive. Their breathing increases sharply.

“I’d give my heart to you on a silver platter.”

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agoraphxnics · 2 months

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He’s a selfish dragon. He knows he should let you go, free you from the tower your father so cruelly placed you in. That would be the humane thing to do. Alas, he is no human. He was—and is—monstrous beast of legend, yet here he remains just as much a prisoner as you after being outsmarted by your father. He should hate you for even having that wretched man’s blood, but your golden heart beckons to him. He is a dragon, after all, and he would be remiss to ignore treasure when he sees it.

He’s hoarding you away, an avaricious move that goes beyond his duty to fight off your suitors until one bests him. He won’t let them take you; it doesn’t matter how hard they try.

You became his the moment you were both charged with this tower.

And dragons will do anything to keep their things.

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bioblsm · 7 months

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ASKING FOR A KISS

✮ ꒰warnings꒱. N/A

✮ characters. kafka, serval, gepard, sampo, dan heng (il), jing yuan, blade, luka

☆彡 notes. im having hsr brainrot （╹◡╹）i got himeko on 33 pity..my kafka finally has her gf <3 thank you imbibitor lunae ur my fave lesbian protector d(^_^o) (it’s why i also pulled for him teehee)

KAFKA ⛧ 卡芙卡

“kafkaaaa~”

“yes, darlin’?”

“can i have a kiss, please?” you gaze at her with a sickeningly sweet smile which makes her chuckle and ruffle your hair lovingly.

“hmm, why do you want one?” kafka lifts your chin up with her forefinger and leans in teasingly close to your face, tilting it slightly to the left. your lips part expectantly at the same time she does and for a moment there’s nothing, no sound but your breathing. she pulls back a fraction more and rests a hand on your cheek, brushing her thumb gently over your soft skin.

you can feel your heart thumping against your chest and your hands begin to shake slightly. you think you could die, right here, right now, but instead you bite your tongue and try not to give into temptation. you cough awkwardly and avert your gaze to everywhere but her eyes, “uhm…just… because?”

kafka can’t help but chuckle and grin, leaning in to gently kiss you. she smells like leather and mint and yet ironically tastes sweet like berries. “you’re going to have to work for another one, alright~?”

SERVAL ⛧ 希露瓦

serval had asked you to come help her with the workshop, apparently she works better when she has you with her (despite her getting much less work done because she keeps staring at you). she’s cleaning some sort of mechanism before you trot your away over to tap on her shoulder.

“hm?” she turns her head to look at you, “what’s wrong, hun?”

“can i have a kiss?” you tilt your head and smile which just makes her heart skip a beat as she straightens up.

“of course!” serval brushes her hand over your cheek and pulls you in close, you can nearly make out the sweet taste of her chapstick as her lips mould with yours.

serval breaks the kiss after a while with a soft hum, “you never have to ask for a kiss, just come give me one.” she chuckles and ruffled your hair playfully before returning to her work.

GEPARD ⛧ 杰帕德

“geparddd, i want a kiss.” you whine as you lean onto him with a pout. patrolling belobog clearly doesn’t entail “ignoring your partner” now does it!

gepard sighs in some sort of defeat to gaze at you for a brief moment, “my love, please, i’m on duty…” he pinches your cheek in frustration at his own work, as much as he wants to kiss you, there’s just that nagging voice in his head telling him to not get distracted.

and well, that voice can’t be blamed since when gepard does give into your childish pleas he tends to…lose himself? it’s like he suddenly switches off and malfunctions for a good moment and ends up indulging you perhaps more than a good solider should.

“pleaseee, just a kiss on the cheek will do…” you pout teasingly and he can’t help but let out another deep sigh as he leans in to kiss your cheek. perfect. before his lips manage to touch your cheek you tilt your head so they incidentally land onto your lips instead.

gepard pulls back swiftly and looks at you with a stern but playful expression, “you…are such a little troublemaker.”

SAMPO KOSKI ⛧ 桑博

curse this man’s silver tongue and that wink of his. with just a few smooth words and actions he managed to embarrass you in front of the entire astral express. luckily, none of them noticed just how much that man’s words affect you as you had your back turned to them but still…

now you’re just standing there in front of a kneeling sampo who’s pleading for your forgiveness in the most shameful way possible. how is he still managing to stir up all these butterflies in your tummy while looking so pathetic…?

“pleaseee honey~ i’ll do anything to apologise!” anything? you repeat in your head before smiling subtly and glaring at him, which just makes him shiver as he stares at you with a clueless toothy smile. you lean in close to his ear with a frustrated expression, one which betrays the words that escape your lips, “give me a kiss and i’ll forgive you.”

you swear you’ve never seen him jump up and hold you so quickly. his hands immediately found hold of your waist to pull you in for a sweet yet rather sloppy kiss. god he’s such a loser for you.

DAN HENG (IL) ⛧ 丹恒「饮月君」

“hey, dan heng, can i have a kiss? (^_^)” you whisper to him.

dan heng appreciates that no matter if he’s himself or imbibitor lunae, you treat him all the same; not out of some sort of disrespect but because you truly just view him as someone who you love and cherish, but, he couldn’t help but laugh at your slight obliviousness to the situation.

he was having a rather serious discussion with the astral express crew about his circumstances, it was lighthearted sure, given the fact no-one viewed him as anything more or less than himself so the topic wasn’t as hard to chew, but it was still a rather awkward conversation to have. he glances over at you for a brief moment and lands a gentle peck on your lips before continuing the somewhat amusing interrogation with march 7th.

no matter what, your needs will be his top priority, especially if they’re as cute as this one （╹◡╹).

JING YUAN ⛧ 景元

“you don’t have to ask.” jing yuan’s voice echoes in your ears as you stand there confused, tilting your head at him with a slight pout.

“what do you mean?” you continue to stare at him which just makes him chuckle at your harmless obliviousness.

“i see you gazing at my lips frequently, you want a kiss don’t you?” such small details don’t ever go unnoticed by your beloved. you awkwardly nod your head and avert your gaze.

he laughs and looks at you, placing his fingers under your chin to tilt your head upwards so that you’re looking right into his eyes. you can feel your breath hitch as jing yuan’s lips touch your own before you slowly relax in his gentle touch. it was a warm and sweet sensation of lips pressed against yours, he didn’t push for more than what is comfortable. this made your heart flutter as jing yuan pulled away, leaving only his thumb on the side of your face, stroking gently, making your eyes flutter open in bliss.

you stare at him with bashful eyes, his hand still caressing your cheek. you laugh at his eagerness when his thumb brushes across your bottom lip before he leans forward again for another kiss. this time his other hand rests securely at the curve of your waist, his grip loose enough that if you wanted to escape you could easily do so. but instead, you let out a soft hum of contentment as his lips press against your own.

BLADE ⛧ 刃

“can i have a kiss?”

“why?”

“because i want one..?”

blade remains quiet as his eyes scan you up and down almost eerily. watching blade examine you like this just makes you wonder what goes on in his head. blade wouldn’t say he flinches at your affections, your sweet and gentle touches or caresses do make his heart jump in his ribcage, but it never shows on his face.

to be quite frank, you couldn’t tell if he was internally ridiculing you or waiting for you to take the initiative.

“sorry, i thought you were going to...it doesn’t matter. come here.” well that answered your question. you can’t help but quietly giggle at his, ironically, wholesome dumbassery. wrapping your arms around his neck lovingly to pull him down towards you, you finally get the smooch you asked for~

LUKA ⛧ 卢卡

“can i kiss you?”

“can you give me—“

oh.

luka’s eyes widen before he begins laughing till his stomach hurts, both from the humorous aspect of the situation and the butterflies invading his tummy. you laugh along with him, shaking your head and rolling your eyes.

“am i going to get my kiss or are you going to laugh yourself to the next week?” he calms down slightly and captures you in a hug, swinging you gently from side to side affectionately.

“sorry! it’s just…quite cute how in sync we are. c’mere.” holding your face with his hands he began planting kisses across your cheeks before his lips finally settled on yours. you could feel yourself grin through the kiss before luka pulled alway and pecked your cheek quickly. “as much as i wanna stay here and keep kissing you, i have a match at the robot settlement so byebye love you!” he ushers away just as fast as he kissed you.

wait.

…

robot settlement?

well, that was definitely a “kiss goodbye” alright…better get natasha on speed dial.

#my tummy hurtz….i’m so brave #hsr x reader #kafka x reader #serval x reader #gepard x reader #sampo x reader #dan heng x reader #il x reader #dan heng il #jing yuan x reader #blade x reader #luka x reader #hsr x you #hsr x gn reader

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nomazee · 23 days

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“This is unnecessary.”

At Blade’s snide comment, you pull sharply at the strands of his hair in your hands. He grunts in displeasure before obediently quieting down, only a little scared of you scalping him if he annoys you any further.

Perched behind him on the couch while he sits on the floor, your hands find themselves coming through his hair (long, smooth, untangled despite the fact that you’ve never seen him take a brush to it). Your efforts to part his hair with just your fingers are fruitless. His hair is thick on the top, so much so that you’re surprised his neck doesn’t constantly ache with the weight of it. Your hands pause, resting on the top of his head while you try and figure out how you’ll style it.

“Be nice,” you warn, two hands on the sides of his head tilting it from side to side, treating him as a foam mannequin on which you can project your very thorough cosmetology skills. “Your fate is quite literally in my hands. I could knock you out and shave you bald very easily.”

“I don’t doubt that,” he says earnestly, and you can’t help the way your lips twinge into a smile. “This is clearly a hassle. My hair looks fine the way it is.”

“It does,” you admit, “but wouldn’t it be nice to try something new? And at no cost to you, aside from mild scalp pain. I’m good at hair. I did Kafka’s that one time.” You fail to mention that it was only one time for good reason. Kafka said that you handle hair the same way a lobster would handle a violin—that is, with clumsy hands and a clear lack of refinement. She had to hide every pair of scissors from you in fear that you'd give Silver Wolf microbangs.

As if on cue, your fingers get caught in an unexpected snag in Blade’s hair, and you pull and tug and yank as if expecting it to untangle on its own. Blade hisses and reaches a hand back to smack you on the wrist, turning around to glare at you.

“Watch it,” he orders, gentle but firm. There’s not enough heat in his words to scare you, and his eyes are a particularly beautiful shade of copper in the dim, flickering light of this dingy lounge room. Whatever you say, beautiful, you think to yourself hysterically.

After a few half-willed apologies from you and some nudges of encouragement, Blade finally relaxes enough to turn back around and tilt his head back in your lap, letting your fingers play with his hair nonsensically. A braid, you decide, would look quite nice on him. One long one down the back. If you had ribbon, you’d use some to tie his hair, but all you have is one of Kafka’s tragically thin hair ties.

“It’s a nice color,” you comment absentmindedly, pretending that you can’t see the way Blade’s eyes have shut in contentment at your gentle prodding. “It changes in the light a little bit. It looks very blue now, but I’ve always thought it was black.” You section his hair off into three pieces, loosely laying one over the other over and over again. The aged gold ornament still hangs securely in his hair, and you don’t do anything to move it. It suits him.

“It’s natural, if that’s what you’re getting at,” he tells you, the slightest twinge of a joke in his voice. It plays at your smile and at your heart, too.

“You say that now, but you’ll be scrambling to come up with a lie when I find box dye in your bag.”

He only hums in response, reluctantly enjoying the feeling of your hands on him—they’re gentle, and you can imagine he’s not quite used to this. It’s an addictive feeling, to have him at your mercy, even with just your hands in his hair. There’s trust, unspoken, lingering warmly in the air and settling like condensation on your skin. You could very easily do a number of things that would hurt Blade—kill him, almost. You’ve only ever thought of it a few times, and those were all a very long time ago.

You don’t think of it that often anymore. All you’re paying attention to is Blade and the splitting ends of his hair and how nice he’d look with a red ribbon tied in.

“We should go shopping,” you tell him, voice close to a whisper now. You’ve secured the end of his braid already, and your handiwork is admirable. The strands are neatly crossed over each other, uniform in size with each other as they taper down into the end. “Some clips for you would be nice.” Absentmindedly, you comb through the layers of hair near his face, digging your fingers gently into the sides of his face and scratching at his scalp.

“And where exactly would we go shopping? We’re not exactly upstanding members of society in some people’s eyes.”

“Then I’ll make clips for you,” you say, a naive kind of dedication in your tone. “I used to work with metal, a little bit. I could make jewelry. Ornaments for your hair. I’ll put a ribbon in next time.”

“What makes you think there’ll be a next time?” Blade asks doubtfully, in steep contrast with the way he lets your hands roam along his scalp, and the way his head leans back into you as if he’s comfortable.

“You’re a loyal customer,” you quip, “you’d never let somebody else do your hair when you have me as a dedicated stylist.”

“I’m your only customer.”

“I know,” and in a moment of weakness—because at the end of the day that’s what you are, weak, malleable and moveable when you’re with Blade like this—you lean down just a little bit, pressing a stupid clumsy kiss on the crown of his head. Your fingers trail down to trace the bumps of the braid, the divots and grooves in it, made by your hands, and yours alone. “That just means I can put all my effort towards you alone.”

“You shouldn’t.” And he means it when he says that, and it hurts you, puts a sickly pang in your chest that you want to reach for and tear out before it grows into something worse.

“But I will,” you tell him. Blade is stubborn, but not stubborn enough to keep it up. Not now, not here, not when the overhead lights are flickering and making his hair look just a little bluer, illuminating the warmer ends of his hair, glinting off the metal ornament still clipped into it. He rests between your hands, still sitting on the cold floor, pretending that he isn’t falling asleep with you like the fool he secretly is.

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dootdootwriting · 30 days

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HOW THEY KISS YOU : HSR MEN

featuring: argenti; aventurine; blade; dan heng; dr ratio; gallagher; gepard; jing yuan; luka; luocha; sampo; sunday; welt (separate) tw: biting type: fluff pronouns used: none a/n: omg happy april fool's everyone i'm back!! (not a joke) (the post sorta is tho)

ARGENTI

bites you ♡

DAN HENG

bites you ♡

WELT

bites you ♡

DR RATIO

bites you ♡

GEPARD

bites you ♡

LUKA

bites you ♡

SAMPO

bites you ♡

BLADE

bites you ♡

JING YUAN

bites you ♡

LUOCHA

bites you ♡

AVENTURINE

bites you ♡

GALLAGHER

bites you ♡

SUNDAY

bites you ♡

#hsr x reader #gn!reader #argenti x reader #aventurine x reader #blade x reader #dan heng x reader #dr ratio x reader #gallagher x reader #gepard x reader #jing yuan x reader #luka x reader #luocha x reader #sampo x reader #sunday x reader #welt x reader

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philistiniphagottini · 3 months

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Zephyr's Bliss

thinking about hot dragon men lately and I am down so bad for them. ((if people like this, then I'm so willing to do more of this kind of stuff with the other dragon men ;) ))

cw. penetrative sex, double penetration, oviposition, light breeding kink, gn! reader

nsfw below the cut

"You’re doing so well, Dan Heng" you softly praised.

He took a deep breath, pointed ears twitching forward at the sound of your sweet voice whispering to him. You brushed your hands along his flaming cheeks, the skin burning brightly under the gentle caress of your hands. His jade eyes sought yours, pupils narrowed into thin slits as he gazed into eyes just as dazed as your mind. A pleasant shiver rippled down your spine as he rutted his hips forward, slowly sinking both of his draconic cocks further into your tight, creamy hole. A breathy whine of his name escaped your parted lips as your eyelashes fluttered over your searing skin, eyes threatening to slip close from the spike of pleasure rippling across your naked flesh.

A shiver crept down Dan Heng’s back as you tangled your hand in long, soft locks of ebony hair, curious fingers poking the ridged edges of his glowing horns. They glowed faintly in the dim lighting of the room, the effervescent glow dancing along Dan Heng’s pale flesh and highlighting his handsome features. Another breathy whine fell from Dan Heng’s parted lips as he nudged his cocks deeper into you, the fat heads brushing against your soft spots and causing stars to waver in your vision. You hummed softly beneath him, legs tangled loosely around his waist as you slanted your hips forward, gently rocking yourself to the rhythm of his thrusts as he buried himself deeper into your snug walls.

"So tight" Dan Heng panted, his hot breath puffing against your perspiring skin. "You feel so good."

He nuzzled his face into your chest, lazily spreading more of his scent over you as his drooling cocks ravished your insides until a white, creamy ring formed around the base where your bodies were joined in fervid rapture. You scratched your nails along his scalp, feeling his cocks throbbing in unison inside you as your lidded eyes watched him move intimately beneath your skin, the soft bump in your stomach tempting you to smooth your hands over your swollen abdomen. You smiled softly as you tucked a loose strand of hair behind his ear, lips ghosting over his skin as you kissed his damp forehead.

"You’re so deep" you sighed against his skin.

Dan Heng’s arms snaked around your waist as he pulled you closer, nose pressed against your skin as he smothered himself in your scent. The intoxicating smell curled in his lungs with each deep breath he took, threatening to consume him as the tension in his stomach grew taut. His hot breath was trapped against your skin as he tasted you on the tip of his tongue, swallowing thickly as his hips started to rut a little faster into you, instincts driving his body higher and higher with need.

"Are you sure about this?" Dan Heng asked for the umpteenth time this evening. "Are you sure…about taking my eggs?"

You offered him a soft smile as he peered up at you, desperate eyes pleading for an answer as his tail coiled around your leg. The smooth scales tickled your skin as it twisted between your parted thighs, the tip swishing and tangling in the sweat-soaked sheets beneath you. You pecked his damp forehead again with your lips, hands cupping his cheeks as you nodded your head in reassurance.

"I’m sure" you replied.

You drummed your fingers along his skin as you placed a lazy kiss on his chin. "Besides, it’s a little bit late since you’re already buried balls deep in me" you added.

Dan Heng’s face erupted with heat, causing a soft chortle to stir in your chest at the flustered look he gave you. He huffed loudly; eyes narrowed as his teeth suddenly pinched the damp skin of your chest in retaliation. You jolted beneath him as his sharp teeth sank into the areola of your sensitive chest, tongue flat against a pert nipple as he sucked harshly on the puckered skin.

"Ouch! It was a joke! I’m sorry!" you squealed.

A playful growl stirred in his chest as you coaxed him off you, a pretty bite mark left behind as he popped off your skin. Your lips brushed against the tip of his nose as you loosely coiled your arms around his neck, feet pushing into the beautiful dip of his back as you coaxed him to sink his cocks further into you. Your blood simmered hotly in your veins every time your mind wandered back to the thought of your boyfriend filling you with his eggs, his cute belly swollen with his clutch as the rut of his hips refused to cease. Your sex ached as he buried himself inside your creamy walls, dragging his draconic cocks over every sensitive nerve ending and setting your teeth on edge. The tips of your fingers felt numb as you raked your nails along his shoulders, digging the sharp talons in when another hot, spike of pleasure drenched your entire being as the coil inside of you threatened to snap at any moment. Dan Heng moaned sweetly, his sharp claws scratching at your skin as your plush thighs tensed around his waist.

Your teeth gently tugged at his ear, playing with the earring dangling from the lobe as another sweet noise stirred in his throat from your ministrations. His jaw tensed; brows furrowed in concentration as the boiling heat bubbling inside of him threatened to snap the fraying edges of his sanity. He couldn’t wrap his head around how warm and tight you were, throbbing walls clamping down on him and trying to coax everything he had to offer. You fit together perfectly, like a matching pair of puzzle pieces, incomplete without the other. His mind started to swirl with the thoughts of laying his eggs inside your fertile body. There was a small doubt that he could rear young, but with you, he was willing to believe in a miracle.

You shuddered beneath Dan Heng as you felt a knot start to form at the base of his cock, the bulge pushing incessantly at your sopping hole and begging to fill you. You pulled on the baby hairs at the nape of his neck, taking deep, shuddering breaths as you tried to relax the tension in your muscles. Your eyes slipped shut as you moaned softly, feeling Dan Heng’s teeth nipping at your throat. His thumbs rubbed soothing circles into your hips, dipping into the pretty dip of your v-line as his hips nudged into yours. Your toes curled as his cocks pulsed periodically inside your soused walls, teeth digging into your supple flesh as you writhed so exquisitely beneath him. His tail tensed around your thigh, thumping hard into the mattress as the tension reached breaking point. He hissed through clenched teeth as he swallowed thickly, kiss swollen lips parting around your name as his voice grew breathy.

"Can’t hold back" he whispered hoarsely. "Gonna cum…"

Your legs squeezed tighter around his slender waist as you rubbed your hands along his shoulders, trying to ease the tension from his body as he teetered on the edge.

"It’s okay Dan Heng" you encouraged. "You can let go. Please, breed your little mate full of your eggs."

Your tempting words had the tension inside of him snapping in an instance, the knot at the base of his cock finally slipping into you with one last snap of his hips. You cried out, a constellation of tears brimming in your eyes as you were stretched to your absolute limit. A loud growl bubbled up the back of Dan Heng’s throat, his cocks kicking as he painted your insides with thick ropes of white. You squirmed beneath him as you were filled with delicious warmth, the searing heat making your eyes roll into the back of your head as your world exploded around you. Fireworks sparked in your stomach as Dan Heng continued to thrust his hips into you, the friction threatening to turn your bones into dust as you felt your hole stretching around the bulge of his cock.

Your lungs pinched in your chest, heart jumping up into your throat when you felt the first egg start to pierce your centre. You thrashed beneath him from the foreign feeling, eyes snapping open as you stared at the place where your bodies were joined. You felt every intimate movement of his cock as it pulsed inside of you, another thick load of his cum exploding inside of you as the egg was eased into you. Dan Heng hushed you gently as your back arched up into his touch, hands holding your hips steady as the first egg breached the deepest, most sacred parts of you.

"Shh, it’s okay" Dan Heng soothed. "You’re doing so well. It’s almost inside. Just breathe."

A wet sob was wrenched from your bruised lips as the egg nestled inside of you, your racing mind only quelled once you realised how comfortable the transition had been. You had worried briefly that the shell would have been hard and scrapped your insides, but it had been surprisingly soft, like leather.

"Just breathe" Dan Heng reminded you.

You released your baited breath, body slowly sinking back down to the mattress beneath you even as another egg knotted the base of Dan Heng’s cock. Another spurt of cum filled your sticky insides, followed quickly by another as a small bump began to form in your soft belly. Dan Heng smoothed his hand over your abdomen, his palm resting against your swelling stomach as he pushed another egg inside of you. His cheeks burned at the sight of your blissed out face, twisting with unadulterated rapture every time another egg joined the small clutch. Somewhere amidst the dizzying heat stuffing your aching hole you felt your orgasm take a hold of you, coil in your stomach unfurling as your veins were filled with white hot euphoria. Exhaustion quickly settled into your bones as you rode out the waves of your pleasure high, drenching the sheets beneath your tangled bodies as pearls of Dan Heng’s cum dribbled down your quaking thighs.

You only managed to catch your breath once the last egg settled with the rest of its brood inside of you, pushed past the tight ring of muscles of your fluttering hole. Dan Heng’s lips were a soothing balm against your searing flesh, the small brush of his lips a welcome blessing as he whispered soft praises of your name.

"You did so well. I’m so proud, you took all of my eggs."

Each sentence was punctuated by a soft kiss of his lips, mouth trailing up to your face only to pepper it with more heated kisses. You giggled softly as Dan Heng hugged your sore body to his, wrapping around you like a protective blanket as he held you close. A deep purr rumbled in his chest as you brushed your lips back against his, his eyes shimmering with an affectionate look. His cocks kept your centre plugged and you couldn’t recall a time in your life when you had ever felt this full. You weaved your fingers through his hair as you shifted beneath him, trying to find a more comfortable position to lay in as his clammy skin stuck to yours. Dan Heng noticed your discomfort as he nudged his nose against your soft cheek, hands massaging your muscles as an apologetic look flashed across his features.

"I’m sorry, little love. We’re going to be stuck like this for a while. Just until the knot goes down."

You shrugged softly. "It’s okay."

You knew exactly what you were signing up for when you had agreed to this in the first place. You hummed pleasantly beneath him as he rubbed your swollen stomach, feeling his clutch of eggs pushing into his hand as he whispered soothing words to you.

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aakaneeee · 9 months

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content warnings: spoilers!!, Dan Heng's past, hurt and comfort, actually really fluffy :3

it has been so long. but not long enough to completely forget. yes, he left his past self behind, or atleast tried to. he got a new life and friends that accept him. he even managed to get a lover.

but was it enough? that past was still his. Dan Feng was still the same as him. as much as he hated to admit it, he didnt change. and having someone to remind him that he needed to pay a price didnt help, either.

why did he have to carry the burden of an immortal? all the memories, the mistakes he's done, they all follow him around. he is considered a criminal. he will always be.

he wanted to believe that he is reconciled with the thought.

but he wasn't.

"dan?" a voice was heard from behind the black haired man. his lover.

"sorry if I bothered you." he spoke. "I couldn't sleep, so I went to look trought the archives."

he was tired, actually. he could've slept just fine. but if he did, he might have to experience "the dream" again, and he'd end up awake anyways.

"you seem quite drowsy to me." a sigh escaped. "are you sure you're not running from that dream again?"

always reading him with such ease. it was hard to lie: he knew he would get caught anyways.

his lover sat on the bed. "come here."

he obeyed, and sat right next. soon, he felt hands pull his head closer. he understood, and hid his face in the crook of his significant others neck.

his partner always knew how to make him feel better. brushing comforting hands trought his hair and on his back, holding him close. making him forget about his worries, atleast for some time. it all seemed natural. he was glad to have someone like this be next to him. not judge him for who he was. not nag him into telling others. just accepting him and loving him unconditionally.

he would like to stay like this, in loving arms.

and for the time being, he can. and he's grateful for it.

English is not my first language, so please point out any mistakes I've done<3

#honkai star rail #hsr #hsr x reader #hsr dan heng #dan heng x reader #dan heng × gn reader #gender neutral reader #fanfiction #hurt/comfort #fluff

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cyofii · 8 months

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"Dan Heng…"

"Hm?"

"Please…"

"No."

"Let me go!"

You struggle to break free from Dan Heng's long tail, which was securely wrapped around your arms and waist. You tried everything, you truly did, but he simply wouldn't budge. He then wrapped his arms around your neck, happy that he could cling to you so early in the morning.

You, on the other hand, felt like dying; you were meant to be happy, but you'd prefer not to die from not being able to breathe because Dan Heng was holding onto your neck so firmly.

#— ( 🌊 ⁞ writing )#honkai star rail #hsr x gender neutral reader #honkai star rail x reader #hsr x gn reader #hsr x reader #dan heng x reader #dan heng x y/n #dan heng x you #dan heng x gender neutral reader #honkai star rail x gender neutral reader #honkai star rail x gn reader

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sh1-n0bu · 6 months

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𝔫𝔬𝔟𝔲’𝔰 𝔨𝔦𝔫𝔨𝔱𝔬𝔟𝔢𝔯 𝔬𝔣 2023!

day 19: breeding with dan heng il from hsr

warnings: breeding, cock/strap traditions, creampie, oral, dacryphilia, dan heng il being in heat, some dargon anatomy so monsterfucking in a sense? shit gets messy

notes: gods so close to finishing kinktober. hang in there nobu!!!

being a vidyadhara, dan heng tends to have a few differences when it comes to anatomy and bodily structures.

for example, even in his human form, his fangs are sharper, bigger and more prominent. he hates having to yawn next to others due to that fact. he has a forked tongue in his imbibitor lunae form, living up to the words of being the descendent of scion. and of course, the most notable being the horns protruding on top of his skull and the glow of his teal eyes. and not to mention the tail that he tends to let out from time to time.

but more importantly, being a vidyadhara, dan heng tends to go into heat. for a whole week.

it’s an absolute torture and he despises his body every time his heat cycle hits. incredibly needy for physical affection, making his more primal animalistic parts and tendencies show as he thinks of you — his mate. but more importantly, he hates how easily his two cocks would slip out of his cloaca, wet, leaking pre all over his inner thighs as he whimpers into one of your shirts.

the first day was fine. he managed to go through it by constantly being surrounded by things that remind him of you or your scent. a seaside scented candle lit up, one of your shirts worn over a spare pillow that he holds close to himself. the first day without you went by okay.

it was starting from the second day when things started to go downhill. the ever so stoic guard of the express stopped coming out of his room. locking the door shut tight as he makes the others worry.

it was on the third day that he broke. slipping out of the databanks at midnight and to your empty room, the guard of the express couldn’t help but let out a mewl the moment he stepped inside. your scent was much more stronger here and that caused the heat in his abdomen to become painfully unbearable. dan heng could feel his vent opening up, his two cocks slowly slipping out and straining against his boxers at just your scent.

how fucking pathetic he was. all he could do was to lay in your bed as he hopes for you to return from your errand soon. the poor vidyadhara really needed you right now or else he felt like he was going fucking crazy.

it was on the early mornings of the third day that you returned. tired and in desperate need of your sweet lover’s cuddles and soothing words as he whispers into your ear of how much he loves you and how selfless you are for always accepting missions and commissions from others. yet the sight of you caused your libido to kick in full throttle rather than the thought of his sweet cuddles.

there on your bed, desperately fucking his cock into the tight clutch of his fist was your draconic lover. all bare and spread out on the bed. his other hand keeping one of your shirts over his mouth to keep smelling your intoxicating scent while trying to muffle his loud whimpers. what a sight to behold.

walking up to beside him, you push his bangs out of his face. his forehead already drenched in sweat and lips open with drool slipping down his chin with loud, needy whines. it only got worse when he made eye contact with you.

upon recognizing that you were back from his hazy, fucked up head, dan heng lets go of his red cock. instead his hand reached out, your shirt that was muffling his noises long discarded as he tugs you down on the bed.

“oomf—! dan heng!” you let out a loud groan of protest, having the strength to say his name in a scolding tone despite your exhausted state. without even daring to pay attention to your scolding tone, his clawed hand fumbles with the belt of your pants. in his heat induced state, he couldn’t even do a simple action as taking off your pants. how needy.

with a desperate whine and an angered growl, he finally unbuckles your belt. throwing it away to a corner of the room, dan heng doesn’t even bother to undo your pants properly. instead using his claws and tearing away your clothes. you would so scold him for that later.

once your strap sprung free and slapped his cheek, your needy draconic lover lets out a whimper. oh, you smelled even better in person. wasting no time, he takes your shaft into his hand. placing open mouthed slobbering kisses along your shaft, drool covered lips finally taking you inside his mouth without giving you a warning. he had completely forgotten of his dignity and pride as he sloppily sucks on your cock. drool slipping past his lips as he gags and chokes around your length. he really was a mess when in heat.

sucking on your cock, struggling to take it fully into his mouth, whimpering around your tip as he places slobbering kisses along your length. it didn’t take long before your hand fisted at his long hair, fucking your length completely into his mouth. the dragon only took and took everything you gave him with whines and muffled moans.

all it took for you to break was his slitted tongue to lick a stripe one of your prominent veins. coming deep inside his throat with a grunt and loud moan of his name, you watch with a curse as he swallows every last drop. pulling his mouth off of your length with a lewd pop! he licks his lips clean before opening his mouth for you to see that he swallowed every single drop.

“fuck.. you’re seriously gonna be the death of me, dan heng” you say, switching your positions and allowing your pretty dragon to be lying on the bed instead. in response, all he did was giggle deliriously, spreading his legs wide for you to show you his cute puckering hole.

“hurry up, [name]! i need you to fuck a baby in me ghuckk♡︎!” without wasting a moment, once your tip was inside his warm walls, you thrust the rest of your cock deep inside him, making him squeal as his toes curl. that seemed to have made your needy dragon shut up for a while.

placing his hands under his knees for him to keep himself open, you waste no time to get straight to your part of the work. holding his hips with a bruising grip, you waste no time to jackhammer into his needy hole. each time you pull and push yourself back in, it grazed his prostate, making dan heng choke on his loud moans each time. clawed hands digging into his legs to the point he could draw blood, his tail — an extra appendage that he keeps it hidden in fear of hitting someone — now out in the open, wrapping around your hips tightly.

dan heng hated being in heat and he hated his animalistic parts. but aeons, did he loved it when you fucked him open so good like this.

“shit—! so cute dan heng. you wanted me to fuck a baby in you? huh? you want me to fuck a cute baby inside you?” through your gritted teeth and harsh groans and the loud smacking of your hips meeting his, you could see dan heng briefly nod his head weakly. that’s no good. can’t have your needy dragon tap out so early.

with another loud grunt when your strap gets harder to move thanks to him clenching down on you so much, you did the one thing you know that gets him so loud and debauched. reaching a hand down, you gave a tug to his tail, making dan heng let out a loud shriek as he comes on his stomach unexpectedly.

“y-yes! yesyesyesyes! please! pu-gucckk! fuck fuckkkk [name]♡︎ please, fuck a baby in me! want your baby inside me♡︎ uannhg! w-want your baby♥︎” nodding eagerly, tripping over his words as his tail gets painfully tighter around your hips, his hole clenching down on you as his pretty teal eyes lets out fat globs of tears.

that thought made the end of his tail wag around happily despite the logical part of his brain telling him it was impossible. the logical part in his brain screaming at him that vidyadharas can’t reproduce. that vidyadharas are being who can’t get pregnant but that logical thinking part of his brain is thrown out the window when you fuck his hole open so good. strap stretching him out, fucking his walls open as you whisper absolute filth into his ear.

through hazy eyes and cotton filled brain, dan heng felt giddy at the prospect of getting properly bred by you. of having a child with you. a cute family of three, you and him with a child that’s half him and half you. that thought got him whimpering as he clenches down on your cock. when feeling the familiar warmth of your cum spilling deep inside him, painting his walls white, dan heng clings into you tightly with a croon.

but you had no intention to stop after just one round. even though you both knew that vidyadharas can’t reproduce, you’ll be damned if you at least don’t try hard enough.

flipping him on his stomach, you waste no time before plunging deep inside him. the feeling of being fucked into overstimulation had dan heng shaking like a leaf under you. but the weak thrust of his hips, desperately fucking himself back onto your length was a proof that he was long gone into his heat. mind filled with the thought of finally becoming bred by you properly.

and that made him giggle deliriously as his tail unconsciously tighten around your hips yet again.

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4acoffee · 5 months

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You kiss Dan Heng so hard he thinks he's about to die, again.

It started out innocent, you swear you really didn't mean to go this far. Your relationship with Dan Heng has never been anything outside of a comfortable friendship, and you were fine with that.

It's only by chance that you find how easy it is to rile the poor boy up. The terribly endearing flush that never fails to spread over his handsome face when you tease him has you in a chokehold, and finding new ways to observe it up close has become something of your new favorite past time.

It's how you find yourself in his room, under the pretense of looking for a new book. Of course he doesn't buy a second of it, but he entertains you nonetheless. It's just by chance that you catch sight of the little sprig of mistletoe taped haphazardly to the top of one of his shelves.

It's by chance that the object of your recent affections was currently standing just under it — rambling away about some information he knew on whatever it was that you had pretended to be interested in.

You hesitate for hardly a moment before slyly moving your body so that Dan Heng is in-between you and the shelves. It doesn't take long for him to notice your sudden shift in moods and pause his speech.

He looks down at you through narrowed eyes. Granted, given his unfair height and build, it would not be difficult to get you to move —but something in the way you were looking at him gave him pause.

You’re much closer to him now, your nose in line with his chest and one hand resting beside him on the shelf, your own heart beating a little faster from nerves and the absurdity of what you were doing.

You can't help the wide grin that grown on your lips when he looks at you suspiciously, it only grows wider when you notice the tips of his ears already beginning to redden from the proximity.

You make a gesture with your eyes above his head.

"Look, Dan Heng."

He spares you another anxious look and tilts his head up, exposing the lovely expanse of his neck peeking out through the loose nightshirt he sported.

You swallowed deeply.

You watch as his eyes narrow further in confusion and then widen in startled understanding.

His eyes whip down to meet yours and sputters out your name in warning.

You smile wider, "Sorry, Dan Heng — you know the rules."

He mutters something disapproving and puts a hand on your arm to push you away — you grab his wrist instead and pull it closer, bringing Dan Heng down to you as well.

He makes a choked out noise as you both almost come nose to nose.

And there's that delightful scarlet blooming all over his cheeks. The one that makes you all giddy and content. You could stop now, you should stop now. Put an end to his misery and leave satisfied with your daily quota of a blushing Dan Heng.

But, you can't find it in yourself to pull away or let go.

He's stopped making an effort to get away from you as well, you realize.

And that's what stops you. Because here he is, - cold, stoic, serious, Dan Heng, — inches away from you, with flushed cheeks and wide eyes.

You almost startle, because it's not by chance when his eyes drop down to your lips, and you automatically do the same. Your breath hitches when he seems to unknowingly dip his head closer to you. You still in place and he notices, pausing as well and you see the shift when he's about to pull away, but you give up trying to be merciful, and surge up on your tip-toes, lips touching his clumsily to stop him.

He goes still as a statue against your lips, and you quickly get tired of stretching up to meet him, fisting his shirt in your free hand and pulling down so you can lean back on your heels.

He stumbles but comes down with you, carefully placing a hand on the back of your head.

You sigh and move your lips gently against his, it's messy, but you enjoy it so much more than you could have ever imagined.

His motions are slow and careful, and it makes your fingertips tighten over the books giving your support when he gingerly curls his long fingers into the strands of your hair.

Steadily, he grows more confident with his movements, his lips move against yours more smoothly, letting out a soft groan when you absentmindedly run your tongue over the seam of his lips.

He pulls you closer by the waist with a new fervor, flush against his body, you gasp in a breath when his tongue rolls over and around yours in your mouth, not seeming to mind that he's practically hunched over in half on top of you.

You nearly tremble with how messy and quick everything was moving, his hand moving up and down your back and both your hands now thrown over his shoulders, grasping at his soft hair.

Your breath catches in your throat when his teeth graze your lips, all too sharp and stinging more than should be normal — you pull back to see the prominent fangs glinting in the florescent lights of the archives — something that was very much not there when you first began making out with your quiet friend in the archives.

A shiver wracks through your body and your fingers pull at his hair just a little harder than before, he tips his head back again with a groan and you’re rewarded with the porcelain skin of his smooth neck once more.

You can't help but plant a kiss to the dip of his collarbones. His shoulders jolt in surprise and you take the encouragement to run your lips further up his neck, sucking and biting, reveling in the jolt that follows and fingers tightening over you every times.

You wait for the warning not to mark up his pretty skin where someone else could see, but it never comes and you take this as permission to take your sweet time leaving signs of your endeavors all over the broad expanse of his skin.

You almost whine when he tugs at your hair to pull you away from him, capturing the noise with his lips again as you fall back into a steady rhythm with each other.

Your more than happy to oblige, this new, feral side of your friend not something you were used to or expected, but were shamelessly basking in either way. Still, after some time, you can't ignore the ache in your legs from being pressed up to Dan Heng in one place for so long. So you pull back as much as you can in-between kisses and try to reason with him.

"Dan Heng—hah—m-my legs—ah—are gettn'—mpfh—tired."

He grumbles and straight up ignores you, continuing to ravage your lips. If anything he only grips you tighter.

Your whine and pull tighter at his hair to get him to listen.

"Dan Heng! Can we at least s - sit down, please?"

You stare up at him pleadingly and he let's out a noise of impatience. Huffing, he untangles his fingers from your hair and curls it around your thigh.

Startled, you can do nothing when he presses his lips to yours again and mutters out a, "jump" — pulling your leg up around his waist and hoisting your other up as well when you oblige.

His grip on you is dangerously nearing the point of no return and it only serves to make your heart beat faster and slant your lips deeper to his.

You were all too lost in the feeling that when the door to the archives suddenly opens, you do nothing but look up in a daze.

"Dan Heng!! have you seen —"

March, who had just barged into the room goes stock still in shock at the sight of you and Dan Heng wrapped up in each other.

Her face flushes at the scene and angrily mutters a series of complaints, slapping a hand over her eyes and desperately turning - practically running out of the archives — slamming the door behind her.

The hinges rattle from the force, the impact is enough to knock the already precariously placed mistletoe off the tape and it tumbles onto Dan Heng's head, — like a little tiara.

Flushed doesn't begin to describe the state he is in at this point. Dan Heng looks close to combusting into a nuclear explosions on the spot. You notice that in addition to the sharp teeth digging into his lips, his eyes have also begun to glow it that way you usually only see when he's in his vidyadhara form. His hair even has has tinges of green running through it on the inside. You wonder if he knows how he was changing — and it fills you with an absurd amount of smugness to know that you were able to elicit such a reaction from him.

He's still gripping you tightly, and he groans, shoving his burning face into crook of your neck in embarrassment.

...what now?

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linsflowers · 26 days

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ෆ impulsive.

is that a good thing?

summary — you got your ass in trouble,again.

characters — Dan Heng,brief mention of himeko,welt,march 7th and trailblazer

tags — fluff,gn!reader,you got hurt,one shot,you and Dan Heng are friends,a small argument turning into..?

an — can you tell I like Dan Heng? (⁠*⁠˘⁠︶⁠˘⁠*⁠)⁠.⁠｡

you and Dan Heng are good friends,you swear you are.but would other people agree?no.

everyone on the express knows that Dan Heng has feelings for you,how could you be so clueless and oblivious to the signs he'd given so far?you two were not just friends, definitely not.

if only you knew how gazes at you, his eyes softening ever so slightly,a slight red hue fading onto his cheeks,how he'd lower his voice,trying to sound as soft as possible,how the corner of his lips would curve up a little whenever you come up to him,even if its unnoticeable,to you,atleast.

it was just another normal day for Dan Heng,where he'd spend time in the archives,doing what he usually does,but that quickly changed,when you snuck inside his room,wounded.

you put a finger over your lips,with an awkward little smile,signaling him to keep quiet.if you only knew how the sight of you being hurt made his stomach churn.

Dan Heng had a worried and hurtful frown on his face,as he treated your wounds,the loud silence filling the room,none of you said a single word,but you could tell that he knew what had happened.

now you find yourself sitting on his mattress,with him bandaging your wounds.his touch was very gentle,treating you as if you were as fragile as a glass,one wrong move and you would break.

"Dan Heng,I-" you opened your mouth to speak,but he quickly interrupted.

after a few minutes,he put away the bandages and medicine back to their place,his gaze now landing on yours.

"why are you always so careless?" he asked,his voice laced with a hint of hurt,if only you knew how worried he was about you.

"but they started it!I just couldn't let that's slide."

"that's not the point,[name]." a frustrated sigh left Dan Heng's lips,his blue eyes narrowing slightly,you could see he was worried.

"you always manage to get yourself hurt,no matter what the situation is.this is not the first time."he continued,frowning as he kept eye contact with you,his voice was as gentle as ever,but that only made you more frustrated,why does he always act like he actually cares?it's not like you got fatally injured,anyways.he's always like this,you just can't understand,why?

and that's how an argument broke out between you two,at this point,you're both not even sure what you're arguing about anymore.

"haah.." Dan Heng lets out another frustrated sigh,as he knits his eyebrows,you could see he was getting frustrated,but so were you.

"why do you always have to scold me about it?it's not like you were the one who got hurt!" you shouted,angry and frustrated

"that's the point,[name],you were hurt.I'm just wo—" Dan Heng parted his lips to speak,when you interrupted him.

"why do you even care anyway?it's not like you—" and that's when he snapped,as he raised his voice,saying it out loud and clear.

"because I like you."

he swears it came out by accident,you weren't supposed to find out like this.he let his feelings get ahead of him,he wasn't going to confess so soon,not in a situation like this,at least.

silence filled the room,as your eyes widened in shock,your jaw dropping.

"what?"

Dan Heng had realised what he said,as his face turned bright red.

"Dan Heng,wait—"

springing up from the mattress,he ran out of his own room quickly,slamming the door shut without a single word,leaving you there alone flabbergasted.

everything was heard by the other members of the express,himeko had dropped her coffee,march 7th and the trailblazer exchanging surprised glances at each other as welt just sat there,knowing it would have happened sooner or later.

you would find Dan Heng avoiding you for the next few days,his face always flushed bright red as he excused himself whenever you were mentioned,quickly running away like a shy schoolgirl.

you'd have to take the first step,this time.

he's so cute I love him sm <3

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st4rrth0ughts · 4 months

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a comfort fic for those who struggle with their body imagery, this can go for anyone <333 🫶🫶

ily yall very much, muah muah :33

feeling insecure over your body. feeling weird. your darling noticed it immediately, the way your so… hesitantly handling him tonight.

ft. dr. ratio, blade, dan heng, jingyuan.

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Sex with you was always able to send Veritas to new heights, the way you somehow found his weak spot every time and make him weak in his knees was something he always looked forward to during sex.

But tonight, he immediately took notice about your movements. It was just as pleasurable, but even through his mewls and wails for you to have mercy, he can’t help but realize your expression and body language.

You looked more downcast than he has seen you before. His dazed red eyes took notice at how you ever so occasionally glanced at a certain part of your body.

He knows how you feel about it. It was the part you were most insecure about. Immediately, his mind is almost snapped out of its fucked out stupor, thoughts racing through his head. Did someone make a comment about it? Or did you just feel like absolute shit today and he hasn’t took notice?

When your both done, the professor finally coming down from his high as you ever so tenderly clean him up, he suddenly grabs your hand, his lips pressing on your knuckles ever so gently. His eyes shine softly in the dim light of your shared bedroom, his usually sharp tone replaced with that of a loving husband’s.

“I love you, darling. I love you for your body, your voice, your pretty eyes, the way you take care of me while at my most vulnerable state. I’ll always love you more than anything else, my dear.”

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Blade is a strong man. He’s gone through many, many horrors in his life, from dying to someone he was once close to, to having to live and be a mere blade under Eilo’s commands.

It’s why moments in bed with you, his beloved spouse, he’s initially so hesitant to be vulnerable. He loves you, he really does, but years of being so emotionally cooped up makes it hard to express it in words.

Tonight, however, was a different night.

He would notice it a little later than Veritas, but he did nonetheless. Usually, sex with you was adrenaline filled, rough and left Blade's mind completely broken and fucked out while you gently carry him to the bathroom and rub your fingers through his hair in that comforting manner.

But tonight, that roughness wasn't there, in fact, you were more soft and slower than usual. it wasn't that the Stellaron Hunter was complaining, its nice to have a change in pace, even if he didn't want to admit it.

After your both done, with Blade still as breathless and vulnerable as always, he silently pulls you close, even with his weak limbs, and lets you play with his hair and gently kisses you. He doesn't say much, but his actions are enough to tell you one thing.

He loves you.

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Dan heng is a little more shy in bed. He's been through a lot, having to be forced into a reincarnation, having to be kept in the Shackling Prison for a crime his past self committed, and being hunted after leaving the Luofu by a Stellaron Hunter he doesn't even know is already stressful enough.

With you, all those worries melt away instantly, the way your body warms him up, make him completely melt under your touch, his eyes well with tears while you fuck him silly into the mattress.

But he's also observant, he has to be, being the guard of the express and all. But he's even more so with you. With the addition that he's a vidyadhara, the man is wary of everything your happy, upset or anything else about.

He observes the way that while your slamming your cock into him, cooing soft words of praise into his ear as he sobs into the pillow, how your more softer than usual. almost like how your just- sad about something. His sense can immediately pick up on what it is.

When your both done and he's cuddled into your chest, his quiet breaths accompanied by a tender hug from him, he whispers soft praises about you into your ear, tender, loving and gentle from a gentleman like himself.

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Jingyuan is the General of the Luofu, this man has been through, and still is going through things. Less important ones, paperwork and having to train his retainerson. More major ones, having to see his master, his friends all leave him, and having to be the one who has to bear all the memories left of them.

Thats why he cherishes every moment with you. When you come to his office just to pass off lunch for him and Yanqing, when you tap his paper when he's overworking for the 3rd time that week, when you shove your cock into him and make him mewl and shriek as his arms are tied up.

Even then, he knows that there are days when he's the one who needs to hold you in his arms, take you and comfort you just like how you do every night, the way you kiss, clean and cuddle him after fucking his brains out never ceased to amuse yet fascinate him.

When he sees your movements are less sure of yourself, the way your handling him, almost as if your afraid that one wrong move, he'll stop loving you. It breaks his heart, it makes him want to grab you into an embrace and never let you go.

While your giving the general a break, he turns over weakly, and grabs your hands, placing your hands onto his face, letting his flushed face grin at you with that lazy smile of his that always made your heart flutter.

"I love you, my finch. I love you more than the Luofu, I'd steal the sun and moon for you if it makes you happy. You give me peace of mind every night, and I want this to last forever, until death does us part."

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A/n: I love you all so much, my lovely galaxies, thank you for 244 followers in less than a month, muah muah <33

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