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#the animation is beyond gorgeous
ibrokeeverything · 3 months
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Frieren is really out here animating footwork better than anyone else
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faeriefully · 1 month
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one of the things about Frieren is that one of the main themes is humility — the difference between the heroes and the demons, the small lessons the party must learn, the understated likeableness of the protagonists, the subtle confidence lacking arrogance, the respect and acknowledgement of time and age, the treatment of nobility, the surprising reveals for both apprentices and enemies— it all revolves around genuine humility
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booksunet · 10 months
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i am shocked-
i..... was way too close with that change my molecules bit,,
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sword-dad-fukuzawa · 5 months
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i just got caught up on frieren: beyond journey's end and wow. wow. what an incredible 9 episodes so far. the concept is intriguing and the execution so far has absolutely no complaints from me, and frieren is honestly a great main character--there hasn't been a single side character i've disliked, either. and ough. the attention to craft is insane.
like. when the pink demon loli imitates eisen/stark's fighting style it's genuinely recognizable because stark has such a visible, memorable fighting stance (that half-crouch). i love it when anime take fight choreography seriously.
and especially when frieren claims that fern is a faster shot than her, you can kind of see it comparing the blonde demon twink/fern battle with the aura/frieren battle. frieren's shots are slow even if she dodges really fast while fern fights like she's packing a semiauto in her staff. plus the continued thread of zotraak being demon magic that frieren helped break down and build into demon-KILLING magic is insane btw. and the fact that frieren couldn't sense fern's presence by her mana when they first met is echoed in ep8 too?? I LOVE chekhov's gun used well.
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fru1tb3tz · 5 days
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trans bruce agenda. the demons tell me to do it
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cluescorner · 2 months
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Started crying over the Batman Beyond Animated Movie concept art. I am so normal.
#do they want my left or right kidney? they can have that one and my appendix as I don't need those to survive#I'm saving my uterus for Silksong if it needs more funding. I'm not gonna use it so might as well.#/j#about selling my organs not about crying over Batman Beyond Animated Movie#I think a Batman Beyond Animated Movie could fix me. Or make me even more autistic about it. probably both.#Batman Beyond is what got me into Batman. it was the only Batman related thing my library had and I thought it looked cool#so I would just watch Batman Beyond for like 5 hours minimum every day during my surgery recovery#so if you're wondering why I am like this...that's why. Batman Beyond did it. it's still my comfort media and i always go back to it#THAT ONE IMAGE OF INQUE CHASING TERRY?? OH MY GOD IT'S SO GORGEOUS#oh my god I am so ordinary and neurotypical#THE FUCKING PRODUCTION DESIGN GUY ON SPIDERVERSE POSTED THEM??#sav eme Batman Beyond Animated Movie#it will fix me I promise#if it is made I will forgive Bruce Timm for his weird thing for Batman x Batgirl.#SPIDERVERSE OF BATMAN MOVIES?? OH MY GOD#Derek Powers on my movie screen#THE SHIT THEY COULD DO WITH SHRIEK??? HOLY FUCK#I hope to god they still have the cold open on old-man Batman (world-weary and brittle-boned) almost shooting somebody in a panic#because THAT is the only compelling reason I have ever seen for Bruce leaving behind the mantle#I love content where its like 'oh when he gets older he becomes the Alfred to a new Batman' or 'he'll retire because Gotham will be better'#but I'll be honest. I do not think Bruce is capable of retirement. I do not think he would ever hang up the mantle willingly#unless he almost became the very kind of person who got his parents killed: a gun-wielding coward. the pain in his eyes.#I could see that. Bruce realizing that he is incapable of being Batman. That he will do more harm for Gotham than good.#if they don't want it to be the opener that's fine. but I want that damn scene.#ajdfl;dksajfl;kjdsfl;kadjskl;fjds Terry my friend Terry on my movie screen#I am going to explode
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storybounded · 11 months
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Treated myself today since I haven't done so in a very long time! Got myself some Poke and Boba, and then right after I got lunch, I went to see A.cross the Spider Verse, and then my mom and I went out to eat dinner a few hours later haha. I'm almost here, but I'm going to finish up my low-poly model first!!
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intravention · 6 months
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I went on another manga shopping trip.
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I got the art collection book! Another volume might release in the uncertain future with more updated art, as this one is from 2016... hopefully it'll have more museum collab works featured, and more character design sketches.
Since I was going to buy the one book for BSD anyways, I ended up ordering a bunch of other stuff to make the shipping more justifiable.
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I got manga special editions for Frieren volumes 7-11 (didn't get special edition volume 6 because I have no use for the 2022 calendar bonus), Blue Period volume 11 (special edition volume 8 was sold out by the time I was making the purchase) and Toilet Bound Hanako-kun volume 20. Picked up the novel adaptation for Twisted Wonderland Episode/Book 2 while I was at it. I've heard high praises about the novelization, so I'm really looking forward to reading it!
I like collecting special edition manga bonuses, if it wasn't already obvious.
The Frieren pins are pretty colorful! I'll try to fit them on my itabag if I have space.
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eonars · 9 months
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gorgeous gorgeous girls loot gorehowl and mirror of fractured tomorrows in the same megadungeon run
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carlosyt14 · 4 months
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GUYS LOOK! STELLAR SUZETTE!!
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web-catz · 8 months
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watched atsv today finally btw why didnt anyone tell me spot was going to be Like That at first. he looks so abstractly terrifying i WAS NOT expecting that voice to come out of him............ also i knew hobie was Cool but man he was so much more delightful than i was thinking. hobie freaking "it's a metaphor for capitalism" brown forever
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squishysoftmonsters · 4 months
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Triggers : Sexual Content/Expansion/[Mature +18 Minors /Ageless DNI]
💚Imagine trying to use the water in your home..but it was green otherworldly slime that had the feeling of man jizz..
Imagine coming home after a hard day of work. You hear squelches,scrambling and chitter sounds,as if little monsters invaded the plumbing of your house.
Usual bathroom time for you was 3am..but your tired eyes focused on a lengthy mass that seemed to be asleep in the sink. Its glow was very faint. You thought it was an alien leech.
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Nervously turning on the light,it was several glowing penile eel monsters that screeched awake once the light hit them,trying to scramble out of the sink. They squished and writhed free of your firm hold,slithering back into hiding.
You : Seriously,dildo monsters in my house? This can't be happening to me..
You sighed looking at your impressive collection and dropped your face into your hands while sitting on your bed. The plumber would laugh his ass off with you trying to explain that living dildo monsters are affecting the quality of water. Who could you tell?
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Your head did a u turn at a chitter under your bed,a single green eye staring into yours.
You : [softly] Its okay little guy. You can come out. Pun not intended.
A soft mrrrrp noise came from the penile alien creature as it inched toward your hand. The red and white banding throughout with teeth decor supporting it's body reminded of your favorite pour.
You lifted and petted it..Treating it like a little animal,building it a dark place to lay its soft head. Days went by,and you noticed your penis pet began to grow out of the little enclosure,features more and more defined.
You : They grow so fast. [gasps]
More mmrrrp noises came from your pipes,your sink..toilet and shower head. Soon your house was squirming with large penile aliens! Their tender knobs and teeth decor against your face.
You : [gasps] Oh dear...
The penile aliens began to poke where they shouldnt,but you were firm with them. You could'nt sleep with the mmrrp noises,and being covered in their slime,as they turned demanding..fighting to be intimate with you.
Over time they became aggressive and jealous as you spent intimate time with your toys and not them. Their warm,pleasant smelling bodies began to pile and wrap you,screeching and fighting for your holes.
You : [snarls] Bad..BAD.
You yelped as one went in you,stretching your stomach,then your knees buckled and you collapsed.
The mmrrp noises became erratic as they stuffed you. It felt horrible,but it felt good too. Weighted,full and gurgling,you panted and wobbled around your house,feeling them rhythmically pump you from inside.
You : [weak laughter] Eheh..
You fell to the floor,squirming and gasping in orgasm,spurting slime as the alien penile monsters had their way with you. Fat and engorged,you looked like an round egg on the ground,enjoying the pleasurable fullness of being stuffed from inside.
They climbed all over your body,sucking and biting on your body,covering you in hickeys. High from their pleasant smell,you did'nt fight them.
Their mmrrp noises were like music to your ears as you lulled to sleep in utter orgasmic bliss. You kept the penile aliens..and they kept you...
They took over your home..They became your everything...
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Finding otherworldly Dick Monsters in your sink? Sign me up! Inspired by this post from the awesome @batbitestoys ! Their pours are gorgeous beyond belief..please show them love!
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startrekprodigyfan · 4 months
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Alright animation fans, this is the big test.
On Christmas Day Star Trek Prodigy season 1 will be released on Netflix. This is a new 3D animated young adult animated series that was removed from Paramount+ as a tax write off, and was only saved through an amazing grass roots campaign by fans to be picked up by Netflix so that it’s second season could be aired.
If you like serialized storytelling in kids shows, watch Star Trek Prodigy.
If you like Star Trek, watch Star Trek Prodigy.
If you know absolutely nothing about Star Trek, watch Star Trek Prodigy.
If you like The Owl House, Gravity Falls, Avatar the Last Airbender, or Legend of Korra, watch Star Trek Prodigy.
If you’re angry at studios cancelling animated shows prematurely or treating kids animation like trash, watch Star Trek Prodigy.
If you couldn’t afford a Paramount+ account but have a Netflix account, watch Star Trek Prodigy.
If you like episodic content with a serialized story, watch Star Trek Prodigy.
If you have kids and want them to get into Star Trek but don’t know where to start, watch Star Trek Prodigy.
If you like sci-fi, watch Star Trek Prodigy
If you like colorful characters, gorgeous animation, a serious storyline with lots of character growth and high stakes, watch Star Trek Prodigy.
This show has been neglected by Paramount+ and it’s gotten a rare second chance. The first month a show is released on Netflix is the most crucial time of all because the viewership will determine its fate going forward. A second season has already been finished (it was nearly completed when Paramount cancelled it), but if we want to see more beyond this season we need Netflix to see that we care about it and that their risk in picking up the show is warranted.
Please. Help us save this show. It’s SO GOOD, and it was treated like garbage by Paramount+. Help us stick it to Paramount and show everyone what a great show this actually is. Help us make Paramount regret their decision. Help kids animation continue to thrive and show it’s worth! Help bring in more people into the Star Trek fandom! Help us now! Please!
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notyetneedcoffee · 6 months
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Morning Sun
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Kinktober - Cockwarming NSFW - Adults only
Summary: Bucky needs to hold you as close as possible
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You knew the sun was up despite not yet opening your eyes. The animals filling the tropical forest made their morning calls and moved around the canopy. You knew if you pried your lids open the view would be a spectacular sight of the tree tops and the ocean beyond. Bucky found the perfect getaway resort.
It had been three weeks since you’d seen one another. He planned for you to meet away from everyone, away from distraction, and the rest of the world.  The amazing view and luxurious room went unnoticed when you arrived. Bucky swept you up in his arms the moment you walked in the door and refused to let you go until you fell unconscious late in the night.
Your muscles felt heavy, both completely relaxed and sore at the same time. The sun warmed your bare back. The scent of Bucky, sex, and floral sea-touched air filled your senses. His warm hand trailed down your spine and over the curve of your ass. You sighed contently.
“Wake up, Beautiful.” Bucky’s mouth kissed along your neck behind your ear.
“Mmm” Your eyes cracked open, but you still couldn’t lift your head.
“Are you worn out?”
You could hear the laughter in his soft voice. Bucky covered your shoulder in wet, open-mouth kisses as his hand massaged the sore muscles of your inner thighs. Your legs spread wider. At your sigh, his fingers slid along your sex. Touching gently, he coaxed you slowly to arousal.
“I missed you so much.” He murmured.
Bucky rolled you over to cover your body with warm, gentle kisses. He paused along the light bruises at your hips where his hands gripped you hard the night before. You lay pliant and exhausted, relishing in his attention. You gasped, pushing your face further into the pillow, when he slipped his fingers into your wetness.
“Was I too rough on you, Doll?” Bucky’s mouth kissed your pubis. “Are you too sore?”
“Mmm, no.” You sighed. “Still, tired.”
You felt Bucky shift around on the bed, get up, and crawl back in bed. Morning breeze touched your bare skin and you stretched lazily. Bucky chuckled, “Damn, Doll, I can’t keep my hands off you. You’re too gorgeous.”
He picked you up and then settled back against the headboard. He sat up, holding you against his chest and your legs straddling his lap. His hard length pressed against you. In the back of your mind, you realized he felt slick and lubed up.
You buried your face in his neck. He smelled so good. His skin tasted salty and masculine. You melted into his chest.
Bucky rocked his hips, rubbing himself against your core. “Doll,” his fingers feathered down your back and over your legs. “I want to feel more. I want in.”
“Hmm.” You rocked your hips lazily. “Yeah.”
He lifted your hips just enough to slide in. You moaned at the feeling of fullness. Sore muscles instinctually tightened around him. Bucky wrapped his around you, holding you close to his chest. His hips rocked almost imperceptibly as he nuzzled your hair.
“You stay right here, Doll.” He sighed. “Right where you’re meant to be. Fuck, I needed this, needed to just feel you.”
Held tight, snuggled against his warm body, feeling around you – in you – you floated in a moment of heaven. Suspended somewhere between euphoria and exhaustion, between arousal and contentment, you wanted time to stop.
“Love you.”
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moonstruckme · 6 months
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woo!! my little mix-up is a mix of in a week ( au character ) and fade into you ( specific reader )!!
poly marauders as royal guards to a sunshine reader? :) if it's not too much trouble
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Thanks for requesting my love <3
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bodyguard!marauders x sunshine!reader ♡ 683 words
“Princess.” James wraps a hand around your elbow as you try to go out into the garden, his grip gentle but firm. “Just wait a minute, Remus needs to do a sweep before we can go out.” 
“But it’s leaving!” you cry, gaze fixed on the orange cat slinking into the bushes with something akin to longing. “He’s gonna scare it off!”
Sirius chuckles. “Remus is great with cats, angel. Knowing him, he’ll have the thing sleeping at the foot of his bed by tonight.”
“But where’ll you sleep?” James asks innocently, snickering when Sirius shoves at his shoulder. 
“It’s so cute,” you croon, eyes so heart-shaped James tenses in case you try to bolt for it. “Do you think my mom’ll let me keep it?”
“Think King’s allergic, so no,” Sirius says, squeezing your shoulder in apology. 
“What if we keep it a secret?”
James smiles at you, ready to indulge you in your hopeless fantasy, but then Remus comes back. 
“All clear,” he says seriously, and James nods at him as you rush through the door. 
It never fails to surprise him how quick you are when you want to be, and he and the others have to break into a jog to keep you within a reasonable distance as you dash for the cat, stopping a few feet away so as not to spook it. 
“Don’t do that,” Sirius says breathlessly, but it’s pointless. You’re beyond listening, all your focus on the orange tabby in front of you. 
It hisses as you get closer, and you coo, making little kissy sounds. James tries not to laugh at your obvious desperation, staying back so you can’t blame him when the cat inevitably runs off. 
“Be careful,” Remus warns. “We don’t know if it’s friendly, don’t grab it or anything.” 
“Oh, of course he’s friendly,” you murmur liltingly, advancing toward the cat slowly and low to the ground. “He’s just scared, the poor baby.” Your voice is light and sweet as meringue, and James’ heart turns to mush in his chest at hearing it. You start to extend your hand cautiously, and the tabby tenses, eyeing you warily. “It’s okay, honey, I’m not going to—” you gasp as the cat lashes out with its claws, drawing your arm back reflexively as it dashes into the bushes and out of sight.
Remus had to have been anticipating it, because he’s at your side before James can move, crouching beside you and taking your arm in his hand. He shushes you softly as you call out after the cat, and James exchanges a look with Sirius, waiting for the dark-haired boy to nod in confirmation that he’ll keep watch before James joins Remus beside you. 
“I didn’t even get to pet it,” you say morosely. James frowns at you, patting your shoulder consolingly. 
“He didn’t deserve you, angel,” he says, and Remus tsks as he turns your arm over in his grip, four shallow but long scratches oozing blood down your wrist. 
“Let’s go inside and get you fixed up,” Remus says gently, and he and James help you up, guiding you back towards the palace as you cast forlorn looks behind you. 
“This isn’t a great look for us,” Sirius teases you. “The three of us walking back into the palace with a bleeding princess.” 
You give a little laugh, your usual levity restored instantly by his joking. “It’s not like it’s a grave injury,” you reply, rolling your eyes good-naturedly. “I don’t know why these two are acting like I can’t walk by myself.” 
James chuckles but keeps his hand on your back. “Like Sirius says, it’s not a great look for us. May as well appear to be taking it seriously.” 
“Some guards we are,” Remus agrees lightly. “Can’t even protect you from a feral cat.” 
“He wasn’t feral!” you say defensively. “He was just scared. He’s misunderstood.” 
“Whatever you say, gorgeous.” Sirius shrugs, opening the door for all of you. “All I know is, you’re never getting near an animal again that’s not pre-vetted by one of us. Too risky.” 
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mariel-g · 1 year
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Heat?!
Subby-ish Zhongli x fem! reader smut
warnings: heat cycles, monsterfucking, choking, knoting/breeding, inappropriate workplace behaviour, the TINIEST bit of rimming (fem receiving)
MINORS DNI! thanks nadine or WHATEVER
“Ms L/N! How did an old hag like you and Zhongli end up together?” 
“Paimon it’s rude to call people old hags,” traveler admonishes. 
You three are seated at third round knockout, watching your husband appraise some noctilucous jade at the nearest market seller.
“Well, I always had a crush on him for a long time, but never really talked to him, you see. He was always such a regal man, felt completely out of my reach, but then one day I ran into him during an...unfortunate incident.”
“Zhongli are you okay??” You whisper-shout, swiftly closing the door behind you and locking it.
Needless to say, when you walked in on him sprawled on his office floor at Wangsheng funeral parlor, his shoulders heaving in agony, you were shocked. Actually, you were beyond shocked, you were scared.
His head drunkenly turns towards you, his hazy eyes flickering with recognition. 
“Dearest – please, bring me some water and close the blinds.”
The hairs on the back of your neck stand on end from the sound of his voice. The naturally deep timbre of his voice was several octaves lower than normal, reaching a depth that would be considered paranormal.
Concerned, you start towards him but the look in his eyes makes you take a step back. The usual amber colour of his iris is now an intense shade of orange and gold, and his pupils are narrowed into slits like those of an animal.
His muscular chest heaves, exposed by the buttons that are nearly completely undone to his waist. There is a scaleyness to his forearems and the veins seem to have a golden glow to them. Is that what his arms have always looked like? He always wears long gloves so you aren't sure. 
“What the hell," you whisper. Placing your hands over your mouth, you hurry to fill a cup with water and hand it to him, pushing his silky hair away from his face as you ask:
“What is happening to you?!”
When you look up your eyebrows nearly disappear into your hairline. From his hair sprouts two black horns that fade into an amber colour- much like his hair- and twist up in a beautiful arc on either side of his head. 
“Heat.” He croaks out, gratefully taking large gulps of the water.
“What can I do to help? Is it like, a sickness? Should I call the doctor?’
“No..just…” He leans towards you, grasping the back of your calves with his hands. “Just come closer – please.”
You cautiously sit on your haunches, and nearly yelp when you feel his breath on your neck.
“Is this part of the treatment or…?”
Instead of answering he inhales at your throat and lets out an obscene moan that has embarrassment and arousal instantly flaming your cheeks.
“Mate with me. Please- let me satisfy you. This is the only thing that will help me," he murmurs into your neck, moving his head so that he can stare up at you with a glazed hopeful expression as he nuzzles the palm of your hand.
You choke at the crudeness of his words, unsure of how to proceed. To be completely honest with yourself, you’d always dreamed of a day where you’d be able to see this powerful man on his knees for you; begging for you. The way he’s always so controlled and polite makes you desperately want to see what he’d be like if he lost it.
Slowly, you run your thumb over his bottom lip, admiring how red and plump it is. He opens his mouth obediently and his tongue runs over the pad of your thumb.  It’s long and appears forked as he trails it down your thumb and to the pulse point on your wrist, where he lightly sucks. 
You press your thighs together in an attempt to relieve yourself. He’s so gorgeous that you can’t stand it and you tell him so.
“You’re breathtaking.”
At your words he preens, the slight glow to the veins under his skin increasing in intensity. He straightens to his full height and lifts you up, your back hitting the  wall behind as he ungracefully sits you down on a large mahogany desk, knocking off books and corresepondents in your wake.
“I’m trying to hold myself back for you but I don’t know if I can for much longer.” He whispers, fluttering multiple kisses over your face and lips.
“Don’t hold back then.”
You kick off your heels and slowly run your feett up the leg of his suit pants. Resting your socked feet on the indent of his (slutty little) waist, you spread your legs in front of him. Allowing him to get a good look up your skirt and at your panties dampened by your arousal.
“Ahh fuck- .” He moans at the sight, roughly grabbing your hips and flipping up your skirt, exposing your underwear completely.
“Do you want to take it off?” You tease.
He growls deep in his throat in response, and you shudder. The feralness of him in this state is so sexy it makes your skin flush with heat. He bunches the skirt at your waist and slowly drags your underwear down your legs, lifting the piece of fabric to his nose and inhaling.
“Your pussy smells so good- Fuck.” 
Gently lifting you off the desk, he turns you around so that you're facing the wall.  “I'll make it easy for you to take me ” you hear the muted thud of knees against carpet “bend over and grab onto the desk.”
You momentarily feel his hot breath lingering on your inner thighs, kissing up the backs of your legs. You groan, trying not to buck your hips and interrupt his work.
After his kissing and teasing he fully submerges his face into your pussy. He languidly licks you from your clit to the seam of your pussy and back again before he focuses all of his attention on your bud, flicking and sucking at it with precision.
“Yes, baby,” you pant “I want your tongue inside.”
He instantly complies. He parts your folds with his tongue before stroking his way inside. Your eyes close and legs start to shake as he slowly fucks you, pressing his fingers to your clit as he rubs it, steadily working you to an orgasm. 
He groans when you start grinding against his face, his free hand coming up to kneads your ass and thighs before spreading them to lightly rim your hole with his tongue. Your eyes fly open, cheeks heating at the embarrassing position and the way he happily moans while getting you off.
His mouth migrates back to your clit and sucks on it while he patiently inserts two of his large fingers into your hole, gently curling and rubbing them against your walls as you roll your hips on his fingers and tongue.
He alternates his attentions between your clit, hole, and ass until your grip on the desk tightens, your eyes rolling back in your head as your knees buckle from the force of your orgasm. You ride his face as you cum, clutching onto any available purchase for dear life as your orgasm until it starts to slowly ebb away. 
He releases your clit with a ‘pop’ and stands up, helping your shaky legs take a seat back on the desk. You sag against the wall behind the desk as you stare at him, watching the way his tongue savours the remains of your juices on his lips.
“Come closer, I want to kiss you.” 
He complies, leaning over you from your place on the desk as you start feverishly kissing down his neck. You suck on his collarbone and carress under his jaw, pleased by the whimpering sounds you are rewarded with. 
“Undress me now.” he says hoarsely, pulling your hair to detatch your lips.
You leap embarrassingly fast towards his pants to do his bidding. Having disposed of them, you then unbutton the rest of his dress shirt, slowly peeling it off his broad shoulders. Reverently tracing your hands over the unique gold markings etched onto his skin, your marvel at the way his muscles tense and relax as you drag your fingers over his body. If you had the chance to, you’d sit and admire his torso all day, but right now you have a pressing need to satisfy the ache that has resettled between your legs.
Moving onto his boxer briefs, you trail your hands over the waist band and cup his bulge through the fabric. It feels heavy against your hand. You pull the boxer briefs down to his-mid thigh in one swift motion.
When his cock springs out from it’s confines your jaw hangs to the floor, eyebrows scrunching up in abject horror. That belongs in an AK47 briefcase. Not in somebody’s pants.
He lowers his boxer briefs all the way to his ankles before kicking them off, leaving him standing completely naked in front of you, a sight that you were openly relishing.
“It’s not gonna fit.” you pant, softly stroking him from root to tip.
He makes a sound somewhere between a chucke and a whine. “We’ll make it fit.”
His hips start to thrust into your hands as you squeeze his cock.
“Oh, that feels...” He replaces your hand with his own, fisting his dick as his eyes train on your soaking pussy. “I want to be a good boy for you, but I can’t wait.” He grips your calves, raising them to rest on either of his shoulders.
“Do you want my dick inside you?” 
You nod frantically, rubbing your lips against the head of his cock to show him how badly you wanted it.
“Say it.” He hisses.
“Please Zhongli, I want you to fuck me so bad. Need to feel you cum inside.”
A pained whimper tears from his throat at your eagerness for him before he finally sinks inside. He’s so big that it’s slightly uncomfortable as your pussy adjusts to the size of his dick. 
“Fuck, fuck, fuck.”
When he’s to the hilt he starts slowly rocking against you, making you whine as his tip massages the sensitive promimnence inside you. 
His body trembles over you when you tighten around him. “Mhm sweetheart, it’s so good to be inside you- been dreaming about this, been wanting to breed you for years” he whimpers. 
Inwardly, your jaw unhinges at his confession. Looks like your unrequited love wasn’t so unrequited after all.
“Need to be quiet, ‘kay?” You whisper, tenderly stroking his unruly hair from his face. 
He nods and softly presses his lips to yours. 
Then withdraws all the way out before slamming back into you.
He continues at this ruthless pace, using you as a fleshlight while lewd sounds pour from his lips. Your hand depart from his hair to wrap around his elegant neck, lightly squeezing when he jolts. 
“Oh please y/n...thank you ma’am.” he chokes out, somehow pressing your bodies even closer together. His hands clutch onto your thighs for dear life as his pace grows irregular, his golden veins positively shining at this point. 
Being able to witness the mild-mannered Zhongli succumb to such base instincts, and the knowledge that you’re one of the very few - if not only person to ever see him like this had your toes curling. When he harshly rubs his thumb against your clit you cry out, the knot of heat in your belly uncoiling as you grip onto his hair as an anchor as your orgasm rolls over you. It seems to last forever as wave after wave of pleasure overwhelms you. 
“It’s so good,” Zhongli sobs, “the way your pussy is milking me is so good.”
His breath is hot against your neck as he looks up at you from half-lidded eyes. 
“I’m close, yn, I’m so close.” He slurs, “am gonna cum so deep inside...” 
He presses you completely into the wall, folding you under him (for reference, your legs r on his shoulders and ur kinda folded like a lawn chair rn) as he lets out a depraved moan. His hips stagger once, twice, before his body completely stops, laying flush against your own as his warmth floods you. 
The magnitude of cum he gives you makes you moan from the sheer eroticness. It serves as proof of his virility and desire for you.  
He keeps himself balls deep inside you, his cock still twitching even as his orgasm subsides. 
Post-orgasm haze fogs your brain as you allow yourself to swim contently in the aftershocks until muffled voices from outside Zhongli’s office tethers you back to reality.
“Zhongli...? I’d stay like this all day if I could but the others will get suspicious.” 
“Dearest...I can’t move.” 
You gasp as you feel something expand inside you - subtle at first- but soon the stretch starts to burn. Zhongli’s cock feels as though it lodges itself even deeper inside you, making it impossible for any of his semen to leak out.
“I- am I being knoted right now?” You ask in disbelief, glancing down at Zhongli who’s now pointed ears have brightened to a dark red.   
“My apologies y/n, I’m afraid I am unable to control it.” 
You can’t help it, you burst out laughing. 
“Don’t - worry - about - it” You choke out between a fit of giggles (more like villainous cackles but let’s keep it cute). “It’s quite pleasant actually.”
The inital burn has retreated, replaced by the feeling of being perfectly filled. The intimacy of the moment charms you, affection warming your heart as Zhongli looks down at you with a gentle gaze, lightly touching his hand to your cheek. Your heart flutters a little bit. 
“It will be over soon, I’m sure.” 
Another fit of laughter attacks you at his words. 
“I’m sure?” you echo, “have you never done this before?” 
“Never, an Adeptus can only mate one person in their life.”  
“oh!” you stare up at him, shocked. Of course the fact that he chose to mate you of all people makes you want to punch yourself to figure out if this is  a dream or not, but his admittance of his virginity is what really has you reeling. 
Althugh he is young-looking you always had a feeling that his appearance did not betray his true age. Based off of his personality and eating preferences alone you would have guessed he was at the advanced age of 70 years old and certainly not a virgin. 
“Really? You’re quite handsome you know, I’m surprised you haven’t been fucked yet.” 
His face morphs into a look bordering smugness and abject embarrassment. “Ah, thank you.” 
You smile at him, touching your hands to his cheek as he did to you before. 
“So, are we married now or something?”
Placing his hand over yours on his cheek, he leans down to press soft searing kisses over your temple. 
“By human culture, yes we are married. However there is no such thing as divorce.” He says the word ‘divorce’ like a dirty curse. “You are shackled to me forever.”
“Hm, having your first time and wedding in a funeral parlor is kind of shitty then, huh.” You allow your expression to turn dramatically thoughtful. “Let’s just hope we don’t get fired.” 
“ZHONGLI!!” A voice yells outside his office. “OPEN THE DOOR! IT’S LOCKED.” 
His smile instantly disappears. 
“Ms L/N? Are you going to tell the story or not” Paimon huffs, “you’ve just been staring into space.”
The complaint brings you back to the present.
“Paimon! Leave Ms L/N alone, she’s treating us today.” 
They bicker back and forth while eating and you smile contentedly at the two of them. 
Gently lifting one shoulder in a shrug, you breathe in the fresh saltiness of the oncoming wind from the harbour and revel in the lovely atmosphere of Liyue as your husband comes striding back to you with a satchel of noctilucous jade.
“Some memories are better kept to oneself.” 
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