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3-dsimp · 2 years

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Monster rule 101: Don’t play with fire around your Mothman!

Mothman! Dabi x monster hunter! Fem reader

Cw: Black coded, Humiliation, asphrodiasic, slight mind break, degradation, praise, NFSW, monsterfuxking, overstimulation, breeding, impregnation, usage of cunt

🔞 MDNI/ NO AGELESS BLOGS🔞

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Tag list: @walkerofclouds @lyra-lore27 @geniusso @genshin-impacts-me

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You were on a mission.

A very dangerous mission that was a code gold also known as Legendary. Meaning that the monstrous threat was equivalent to a whole country being wiped off the map. However, due to certain circumstances only one solider could be dispatched to deal with the golden threat.

The reason for that being because of how hyper sensitive the Mothman is to overcrowding within its territory. The team dispatch leader decided to proceed with the utmost caution lest they trigger its frenzy mode. Which would ultimately result in the loss of lives country wide, burning underneath the raging pure blue flames of the otherworldly demon.

<< Have you located the Mothman? Over >>

“Yes I’ve got eyes on the area sir, permission to proceed?”

<< Permission granted. Over >>

You were chosen out of a select few individuals for being the cream of the crop, to carry out this dire mission to save all of mankind. If you could succeed then you’d be set for life! Having the fame and the riches that come along with it, all in exchange for exterminating the deadliest bug humanoid in existence. You’d say that’s a fair trade, since it was high risk high reward type situation.

But as you approached the abandoned cave you could feel a sense of dread wash over your entire being.

You were being watched.

You could feel the sweat accumulate upon your lush brown skin littered in goosebumps. Then you heard a sharp chuff that echoed off the walls, seemingly the Mothman enjoyed watching you squirm from his focused attention.

Venturing even deeper into the unknown you tightly grasped at your equipment, a tool of reassurance you could say. That happened to be a flamethrower. Yes, out of all the weapons you chose a hazardous contraption that resembled a dragons breath.

Why? Mostly because you thought it’d be cool to go out in a blaze of glory should you happen to fail in your conquest to get the target in check. But it was also strategic in a way, since moths were attracted to light. You’ve had to find some kind of way to draw them out.

Too bad you didn’t get the chance to use it before you’re snatched into furry arms that secured you to the monsters chest. Which vibrated from his snarky greeting.

“You took too long enough for my liking doll, now shall we get down to business already? “

You could feel his bulge press up against the your ass, rubbing between your cheeks.

“I’m feeling a bit pent up”

He rasped impatiently into your ear, boy did his voice do wonders as it spiked your arousal. But you had a job to do, unfortunately. Gathering your composure you asserted yourself to the monster.

“You already know why I’m here right? Mr. Mothman.”

You could feel him chuckle darkly against your neck, highly amused by your sense of professionalism. Even while having his dick steadily grind against your back, covering you in clear fluids. Making your thighs shake in excitement.

“Obviously, but just call me Dabi, dollface. You’re gonna wear it out in a few moments might as well get a lil practice in ya?”

You were dumbfounded. Could he be implying what you’re thinking—

“Judging from the look on your pretty face, I’m guessing your little agency didn’t fill ya in on our little inside deal huh?”

He purred

You could feel his loosened grip completely leave your body. Allowing you to be able to face the Mothman hunched over in all of his 7ft glory. He had tuffs of black fur covering his toned ripped chest, arms, and legs. His overall body type was lean and slender. The dark colored wings sprouting at large from behind, before being folded back neatly into place. To avoid you from seeing his jagged scars littered across them.

“All I can say is that you’re in for one hell of a ride once I get my hands on you Baby. So Outta the kindness of my heart I’ll give you a 5 minute head start—”

He paused, as you gave him an warm embrace of your own. Grinding against his bulge that continued to grow even further against you. He looked down at you in disbelief, but it wasn’t before long until he connected the dots.

“ Don’t tell me, You’re one of those monster fanatics aren’t ya?”

To be quite frank yes. You were an absolute fan of monsters, you fantasized about getting close and becoming friends with one. But now you were gonna be the mate of a code legendary?? You couldn’t believe your luck. Plus it was the mission you were given, so as the loyal solider that you are. You gratefully accepted your fate with no questions asked.

The Mothman merely laughed in the irony of it all, a monster hunter wanting to be fucked by a monster it was so priceless. A devious smirk planted on his face As he bended over down to your height charred lips barely touching the shell of your ear only to whisper darkly of a precautionary warning of what you’re getting into.

“ You do realize that I’m in heat right doll?”

He reached his hand down running his tempered claws down the fat of your thick ass giving it a tight squeeze before hooking your leg up to leave some room for him to freely press his huge twitching bulge against your moist mound.

“I’m barely hanging on by a thread, so Don’t hold anything against me if I lose control got it?”

It wasn’t long until you were on the brink of being fucked to death by the Mothman of your dreams. face pushed down into the cocoon like nest he prepared in advance as his extended feeler limbs sprouted out from his sides, to grasp at you from behind hooking onto your waist. Keeping you grounded on his intrusive dick. While his primary arms wrapped around you tightly to play with your breasts that jigged violently from his ruthless thrusts from behind.

“You’re sucha pretty lil thing for me aren’t ya?”

The strong pheromones that wafted off from his wings made you feel so vulnerable and helpless within his smoldering embrace. You couldn’t keep count of how many times you’ve came alone from him just penetrating your cervix. It was as if you were on cloud nine enjoying the way his cum covered cock kept digging even deeper inside your snug snatch trying to ensure that you’d get pregnant with his brood.

“Your slutty pussy just can’t seem to get enough of my dick, don’t worry doll I’ll make you take all of it”

He murmured eyes staring down dangerously at the way your pliant body bended to his ministrations. He payed close attention to the way his dick continued to be devoured by your juicy cunt. That sucked and messaged his thick cock inside the hot mesh of your inner walls determined to be flooded with his baby batter.

“ Mmh D-Dabi please I can’t—!”

You babbled dumbly with drool hanging down from the corners of your fucked out plump lips. As the intensity of his rapid heavy thrusts began to increase its assault against your quivering quim.

You tried to crawl away from yet another approaching high that was dead set on crashing down on your senses. But his firm grip on your neck yanked you back into reality.

“ Aye Dollface don’t ever try to fuckin crawl away from me again, you’re mine you got that?”

Dabi hissed, giving you a sharp tug on your butterfly locs and a harsh bite on your shoulder as a fair warning.

The cave was emitting loud strange sounds from the inside, alerting to anyone from around the area to vacate the premises immediately. In case the Mothman were to come out of his home and start wrecking chaos. But little did they know that Stowed away deep inside the cave for a whole week did you lay beneath the Mothman in all your naked glory.

Freshly fucked all the way to Sunday during his still ongoing heat cycle. Where the only thing covering you was his semen that painted your caramel skin from your breasts down to your overused cunt stuffed to the brim with his cum that trickled out from your puffy pussylips. Only to be pushed back in by his long veiny dick just to ensure that the next of his kin would live on inside your womb.

Hey At least you prevented a worldwide tragedy, right?

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literalite · 6 months

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character/story influences tag

rules: write up a blurb or make a visual collage of the people or characters (from books, TV shows, movies, etc.) that inspired your story and/or OC, either visually, personality wise, or just a general vibe

thanks for the tag @tricoufamily :DD i am tagging @gunthermunch @lucidicer @itsmariejanel @orphyd @goldenwaves this is FUN u should do it. thank u

medias/characters meet me in the woods: man in the dark (paul auster), orlando (virginia woolf), lord huron's entire discography, specifically meet me in the woods and the ghost on the shore, the godfather 1972 (barely), age of adaline 2015, the old guard 2020, this specific cc cross, and reading homer's the iliad in my final year of high school. somehow don't go where i can't follow: the raven cycle (maggie stiefvater), his dark materials (philip pullman), adventure time 2010-2018, mitski’s bury me at makeout creek album, next of kin by alvvays, bite the hand by boygenius, matilda (roald dahl) (jokingly), horrible no good homoerotic teenage friendships, the chosen one trope, and this post by tumblr user @/louisegluckpdf. also my life which explains why the aesthetic is completely disjointed RIP violent affairs (with @lucidicer): nbc hannibal, bones and all 2022, arachnids, ethel cain’s preacher's daughter, sir chloe’s i am the dog album, mine and olli's deranged combined mental energies mutually focusing on t4t cannibalism vinny reign: matt murdock (netflix daredevil), joel miller (tlou), the fallen angel painting by alexandre cabanel, caravaggio paintings, catholic guilt, arsonist’s lullabye by hozier caleb vatore: those italian twinks that renaissance artists kept referencing to paint religious figures, dorian gray, orlando, timothee chalamet (LMAO), the reveal that the noo don’t kill yourself you’re so sexy guy is a twink [redacted] morrow: gojo satoru, howl pendragon (studio ghibli), jay gatsby, kageyama shigeo and also a bit of reigen arataka (mp100), ronan lynch and gansey (the raven cycle), eden's entire discography, birdcage by novo amor, mercy by sir chloe, myself ophelia griffin: ophelia painting by john everett millais, blue sargent (the raven cycle), clairo, phoebe bridger's discography, strawberry blonde and your best american girl by mitski, clairo’s immunity album, the first crush i ever had manny pluto: yotasuke takahashi (blue period), tbh a lot of blue period in general, alhaitham (genshin impact), adam parrish (the raven cycle), a hint of geto suguru, working for the knife by mitski nayef al karim: spiders, abel AND cain, julian slowik (the menu 2022), hannibal lecter (yes obvious i know but moreso the focus on fine dining as opposed to the psychology), stewy hosseini (succession), inbred by ethel cain

#this is the THIRD version of this post because v1 got posted by accident while it was half finished so i hastily privated it #and then the second got erased because my tumblr decided to save the wrong version and wiped all my progress #this literally took me days to think through please appreciate LMAO #dgwicf outtakes #meet me in the woods #violent affairs #vinny #caleb #a*#ophelia #manny #nayef #seph.txt

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wri0thesley · 2 years

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hello. i am back. with more thoughts. i am very sorry hfhfhr but 😩😩😩 genshin men happening upon you masturbating?? esp to thoughts of them?? Diluc's so flustered and caught off guard but he's more than happy to assist. Childe would pounce you on the spot without wasting a second, Kaeya would endlessly tease and lovingly mock you before assisting, and Ayato… Well guess he has to show you how to everrrything doesn't he? And then very sweet Thoma will immediately assist you, doesn't matter if it's not really in the job description, he loves to serve and assist you... Ok you can throw me out now i'm sorry

ahem. always a favourite trope for me to think about. i never get sick of writing these ones fdgnkjbngfkj. if anyone would like to ask about any of the boys who did not make it into this little post, please feel free . . . i just didnt wanna make it too long fgbkjngknfj.

cw; afab reader, no pronouns. not sfw, minors dni. being caught masturbating. characters included: diluc, childe, kaeya, ayato, thoma.

Diluc doesn't know what to do at first. He's been taught to be a polite young gentleman, always; and the proper thing to do would be to turn on his heel and immediately leave the room, perhaps even before you've noticed he's slipped in. But you're . . . just so lovely. He promises himself it will just be a moment; for him to observe the sheen of sweat on your forehead and the flash of your bare thigh - but then, your fingers move just so and your teeth bite into your bottom lip and you sigh out, in a soft voice that has him achingly hard in his trousers; "M-Master Diluc--", and how is he supposed to resist that?

Your door closes and you start, all big frightened eyes at being caught, already trying to stutter out apologies for being so forward - and honestly, seeing you also flustered soothes him a little. Reminds him that for as pretty as you look and for how much he wants you, you are just a mortal too. He smiles at you, his face flushed, hides a cough behind a gloved hand.

"I heard you calling my name," he says, his wine-dark eyes travelling over your bared skin in a way that's nervous but appreciative. "I . . . ahem. Do you, by any chance, require some assistance? I've been told I'm . . . rather good with my hands."

Childe, indeed, doesn't waste a second more than it takes for him to parse exactly what's going on. He hears his name fall from your lips at the same time as your hips stroke upwards in rhythm with the way you're toying with your clit, and he's on you like a jaguar in search of prey. He's been flirting with you since the moment he met you, and he's certainly made a note of all the sexual tension - tried to push it further and make you break. He does wonder how many times you've done this - how could you be so silly, when he's been happy to give you a helping hand all of this time? Childe is dangerous, and you barely even notice he's moved before a hand is fastening around your wrist and pinning it beside your head.

"You don't seem to be getting very far with that!" He says, grinning down at you, wild, hungry light making his blue eyes seem to glow even brighter in the low light of the bedroom. The hand not holding your wrist down travels down your collarbone; strokes over your bared breast, the feel of his gloves on your sweat-slicked skin making you shiver as he tauntingly stops at the apex of your thighs. "Need some help? All you have to do is ask, you know!"

Kaeya stumbles across it quite by accident, but despite the Cavalry Captain's current lack of equine companionship, he's still never been the kind to look a gift horse in the mouth. You're trying so hard to hide it the minute you see him, your pretty face all screwed up in horror, the title 'Sir Kaeya--' dying on your lips . . . Kaeya simply closes the door and walks towards you, a smirk on his unfairly handsome face.

"You said my name," he says, in a dangerously excited tone. "Did you need me for something?" Your hands are still trapped between your thighs, and you squeak as he takes an overly casual seat on the bed next to you and stretches out his arms as if nothing is wrong. "You know that I'm always willing to lend an ear when you need to talk, sweetheart! You don't need to whisper it or be ashamed . . ."

He's made it very clear, in his way, that he's more than willing to take an active part in what you're doing - delights in the little shiver that runs through you when he rolls the pet name around on his tongue. But Kaeya wants to tease you. Kaeya loves having the control.

Kaeya isn't going to actually help until you admit to him that you want him.

And then, after that . . . well. Suffice to say that next time you whimper out Kaeya's name, it will quickly be muffled by his hungry lips upon your own.

Ayato knows everything that happens in the Kamisato estate - and, unfortunately for you, that does include the times you've muffled your cries of his name into your pillow with two fingers inside of you and frustration that it's not the Commissioner himself pounding you into the mattress. But Ayato also enjoys biding his time - making you desperate for him. Standing a little closer to you, smiling a little darker with half-lidded eyes, dropping his voice just a shade lower until you're practically having to stop your thighs quaking in want.

It's after one of those times that he follows you to your little bedroom; at a distance, naturally. Shoos away anybody who wants to follow him or know where he's going; he's simply seeing a . . . private interest of his through to the end, that's all. He's right outside your door when he hears your breath hitch, the whimper of his title . . . and that's the time he chooses to sweep into the room.

He doesn't give you time to try and hide yourself. He doesn't give you time to do anything before he's got you caged beneath him, smiling that inscrutably polite but terribly hungry smile.

"I think this is the fourth time this week you've touched yourself to thoughts of me," he's practically purring in your ear, staring down at you, watching you squirm as you try and desperately think of an apology that will get you off the hook for your wholly inappropriate behaviour. You're utterly mystified when, instead of immediately dismissing you, he simply continues to smile. "Go on, then," he says, amused. "Why don't you tell me what you were thinking of me doing to you? Hmm. If I like it enough, perhaps we can even see about translating your little fantasies to real life."

Thoma is service-oriented above all things. And it's not like he hasn't fantasised about you! Quietly. On his own. Hoping nobody finds out. So finding you touching yourself with his name on his lips feels like a dream dropped directly into his lap - what you have done, to the Fixer of Inazuma, is dropped a problem right into his lap.

You want to be touched. You want to come. You want him.

And what is Thoma, if he can't fix three such little problems?

He asks, of course! Says your name, all bright and excited so you don't get the wrong idea, and immediately follows it up with; "I can do that for you. Don't tire yourself out!"

Thoma is straightforward about that; dropping onto his knees, looking up at you with eager puppy dog eyes as he kisses your thighs and shuffles forward and waits for permission to be able to touch his mouth to your most intimate part, his heart beating loud in his chest because he can't believe he gets to help you this way, finally. Thoma only has one request.

Kiss. Suck. Lick. Quietly, his breath hot against your own slick core, Thoma murmurs;

". . . Will you say my name again?"

#genshin impact x reader #genshin impact smut #childe x reader #childe smut #diluc x reader #diluc smut #thoma x reader #thoma smut #ayato x reader #ayato smut #kaeya x reader #kaeya smut #not sfw text

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mermaidfanficlibrary · 5 months

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Oh I really like the idea for this event! Floriography is one of my favorite subjects. With that aside, I'd like to give Kaeya Alberich (Genshin Impact): Honeysuckle, Hibiscus and a Blue Rose.

The theme should be fluff with some angst.

Message: "This world could use a few more wild cards," or “You’re just… you’re extraordinary. “

‎‧₊🦋˚✧A Bouquet for you My dear✧˚🦋₊‧| Pt. 5 | You're extraordinary

Characters: Kaeya Alberich

Summary: Sending Kaeya Alberich Honeysuckle, Hibiscus, and Blue roses

Warnings: Just pure fluff

Taglist: None

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Kaeya was walking back to the Knight’s of Favonius building after a long mission. As he walked to his office, one of his colleagues ran up to him. He looked at them with a curious smirk as he slowed down. His colleague put their hands on their knees, trying to catch their breath. It didn’t take long for the colleague to speak with pants in between his words.

“Sir Kaeya! There's a delivery on your desk!”

Kaeya looked at his colleague with an amused face. He only nodded as he walked a bit faster to his office. He was very curious as to what he was sent and who sent him something. As he opened the door to his office, he was greeted with a beautiful flower arrangement. He walked up to the arrangement and eyed it curiously. He noticed a small tag that was attached to a letter, and mumbled it to himself.

“Hm? To Kaeya, From Y/n… How intriguing.”

He carefully opened the letter that was attached to the name tag. His hands held it gently, as if it were a snowflake. He knew you had become really close with him, and he has too. He wanted to tell you, but he was unsure how. His mouth went agape as he read the first words.

You’re just…so extraordinary to me, and it is so overwhelming to feel so much for someone like this. No one could ever come close to how much I want to know and understand you. You leave everyone awestruck, even myself, and I couldn’t have asked to know someone more amazing than you. You bring a smile to my face, and I hope to bring a smile to yours. I always get this warm feeling inside, this safety when I see you smile my way and for a moment I think nothing will ever hurt me. You make me see all these new colors that I’ve never known existed.

Honeysuckle: True Happiness

I only ever wish for you to have the truest form of happiness. I want to be the reason you smile because your smile is like the sunshine! I can’t get enough of it, and it makes me all warm and fuzzy inside. Nothing makes me smile more than seeing you looking my way with that welcoming smile on your face. It brightens my day when I just see you smiling at anything, but I especially love when that smile is directed at me. I want to make you happy because you deserve it. You’ve been through so much, you deserve never ending happiness.

Blue Roses: Mystery

Your eyes are filled with this aura of mystique. And you’re whole past, I want to know more about it. You have me trapped within this curious feeling of wanting to know every piece of information there is to know about you. The good, the bad, and the ugly because I wish to know it all! Nothing could keep me away because you are so intriguing. Whenever I look into your eyes, I see this breathtaking world of which I have never seen. I want nothing more than to uncover your mystery and know you so much more than I already do.

Hibiscus: Rare Beauty

I have never met someone like you, and when I first saw you, I was enchanted. You were a breath of fresh air from all the people I had met in this world. Your beauty rivals everything in this world, both the beauty of people and the scenery. You plague my thoughts and I wish I could imprint you in my brain, so your beauty is immortalized. You have me entrapped within your web and I couldn’t be happier. Nothing has made me happier after I see you, every time I walk into Mondstadt I always hope that you’re there. I always want to see you, but I feel like I need a reason too.

— Sincerely your biggest supporter, Y/n

He was so happy that you wrote him this note, and sent him these glorious flowers that were proof of your love and admiration for him. He left his office in the Knight of Favonious and ran to find you. You were in Windrise and now suddenly tackled to the ground by none other than the Calvary Captain himself. He peppered your face with kisses and a huge smile on his face. You meant so much to him, and now he knew that he meant a lot to you.

Do not repost or translate without my explicit permission! Reblogs are welcome!

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mylovelybutler-786 · 1 year

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— ᴡᴏᴜʟᴅ ʏᴏᴜ ʟɪᴋᴇ ᴀ ᴄᴜᴘ ᴏꜰ ᴛᴇᴀ?

— “𝐓𝐞𝐚 𝐚𝐥𝐰𝐚𝐲𝐬 𝐭𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐡𝐨𝐭, 𝐬𝐨 𝐰𝐡𝐲 𝐝𝐨𝐧’𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐞𝐧𝐣𝐨𝐲 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐦?”

Links ⇝ Masterlist, DDD Special

Requesting:

≛ I write Headcanons, shorts, And scenarios

≛ When requesting I'll take up to five characters for Headcanons and Scenarios! I'll only take up to one character (unless it’s a Polly relationship request) at a time for Shorts!

≛ Please be a bit patient when requesting! I'll usually go in order in writing, so if I have lots of requests yours might take a while

≛ I only do Male and Gender neutral readers (sorry ladies)

≛ Whenever requesting smut with me, please be as detailed as you can, I do have a bit of trouble writing when all I have is " Character x reader smut". It won't be my highest priority when writing/ I’ll skip it if I don’t have any ideas for it

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What I will write

☆ Character x reader, Poly relationship, Fluff, Smut, Dark content, Male readers, Gender neutral reader, Trans reader, Afab characters, Female characters, Sub Top reader/ Dom top reader, Sub Bottom reader/ Dom bottom reader, Male character, platonic relationships, killing, Con-non-Con, Con

What I won’t write:

☆ Suicide, Female readers, self-harm, Oc x character, Character x Character, HUGE Age-gaps, Abusive characters x reader

Kinks I will write

☆ Rough/soft sex, Face sitting, Breeding kink, Sex toy use, Praising/ Humaltion, Somophilia, Overstimution, Mutipule rounds, Sir/Master kink (etc.), Dress up (maid dress, Lingerie, cosplay, skirt), Feminization, Deep throating, Cream pie, Under the influence (Only in Con-non-con), Semi-public sex, Free use (Only in Con), Threesome, Size different, Tummy bulge, Marking, and most likely anything else that isn't on the won't write!

Kinks I will not write

☆ Rape/ non-con, Female reader, any smut with characters under the age of 17, Incest (Maybe Step-cest), Pedophile, vore/gore, gang bang, monster fucking, pregnancy kink, menstrual kink, any kinks relating to ejem, scat or necrophilia, Knife/blood kink, vomit/piss kink

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Fandoms!

I'm like in over 90 fandoms but here are my tops! Please feel free to ask if I write for any fandom I haven’t written down here!

★ Blue Lock, Bungo stray dogs, Dr. Stone, Obey Me, Alice in Borderland, Tgcf, Twisted Wonderland, Jujutsu Kaisen, Demon Slayers, Chainsaw Man, Genshin impact, One Piece, Black clover, Hell’s paradise, Blue eyed samurai, Sally face.

— 𝑹𝒆𝒒𝒖𝒆𝒔𝒕𝒔 𝒂𝒓𝒆 𝐜𝐮𝐫𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐥𝐲 𝐨𝐩𝐞𝐧!

#demon slayer #male reader x male character #gender neutral mc #twisted wonderland #obey me #Naruto #avatar #top male reader #Bottom male reader #smut prompts #Afab character #amab reader #sally face x reader #alice in boderland x reader #bungo stray dogs #Gay #headcanon #record of ragnarok

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alexithymia-ofkoa · 7 months

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Start- 4/14

End- 6/1

Edited- 7/10

Published- 10/5

A/N: Please be aware that I'm not actually an active player of Genshin- I just like the character designs. However, I did at least try and research a bit of the information. So if something is off or incorrect, I apologize. It was simply what came up through google. Also, let's just- not talk about how this took me 2 months to finish 💀. Also, I didn't focus very well on the editing, some grammar might be off, just don't mind that.

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"Sir," you found your conversation was shattered by your employee, "What is it?"

"The Doctor requests your presence." You sigh in dismay. What could that psycho possibly want? Shuffling from your seat, you nod, "I'll be on my way then," you glance back at your guest. You had been speaking with one of the other Harbinger's. You collected your coat that had been draped over the chair, taking your sweet time before dismissing yourself from the room and stepping into the cold, wintry night of Snezhnaya. You were never one for the cold, the numbing of your fingers and nose. It was all a nuisance, but you had been stationed here by special request of the doctor himself. It wasn't unusual for the doctor to call for you. It was most obvious he picked favorites, quite confidently, too. With his choice in you, rumors began to arise. Nothing harmful to either you or the doctor's reputation. However, people began to speculate that you had become a sort of assistant for the doctor. It made sense, seeing as he called you in from time to time. Honestly, you heard the rumor so often that you were beginning to believe it yourself.

You made your away across the snowy plain, leaving footprints which luckily, your coat hung long enough to cover as you entered a new sort of domain. Your fingertips freezing thanks to the wind's icy touch. Speaking of, it seemed to be speeding up by the second. Your eyebrow twitched in irritation. What perfect timing he has. Snow was falling heavily and winds speeding up; the onsets of a blizzard. You picked up the pace, it'd be hard to make it through a blizzard, besides, you already hated the cold so very much. With no sign of the sun, only the dim lantern lit what was once a sidewalk, but had only been covered by the crunchy white sheet. You wondered curiously how many boots have tread this same path.

You reached the door eventually, stepping in with no worry to knock. It took a little effort to force the door shut, the wind beating against it harshly.

"Perfect timing."

The smooth yet threatening coo caught you off guard. Looking up, you could immediately recognize the azureous shade of blue that textured the doctor's feathered, sleek hair. You grit your teeth, biting back the thoughts that hummed about his beauty, the way pieces of his hair fell into place, perfectly framing his eerily serene face. Scoffing, you straightened up, dusting the extra snow from your clothes. "Worst timing," you shot back bitterly, knocking the snow from your boots, leaving his floor soaked. "Right, you never could handle the cold," Dottore hummed. You hated the way he seemed so at peace, how he never showed any weakness. "Make yourself comfortable," he chimed. It sounded less like an offer and more like demand, but perhaps that was just because of how you knew him to be; hardly ever polite or gentle.

You watched as he padded off into the depths of the building. You had hardly been to his living quarters, but, nonetheless, you slid off your coat, draping it over the coat rack before taking a comfortable seat on the couch. Thinking silently about what he might need this time.

The silence was broken as gentle footsteps alerted you of his return. Your harsh gaze glanced up to meet him. Your gaze softened in surprise as he passed you a mug of warm coffee. Coffee? This late? You rolled your eyes subtly, glaring at the cup. "Not to your liking?" He hummed. "I know you're not much for hot chocolate." You couldn't help but feel rather surprised that he managed to remember such a simple thing. It made you wonder what else he could recall.

"I'm not much for the cold either," you hissed, rather sarcastically. Earning you a soft chuckle from the other. You cupped your hands carefully around the mug, accepting his offer. Though, rather hesitantly. The warmth emitting from the gently painted porcelain heated your iced hands. You couldn't help but feel appreciative for the warmth. Taking a gracious sip from the mug, you look to him, who had taken a seat across from you. Draping one leg over his other as he rested, silently watching you divulge yourself in his creation. Your guard tightened as you lowered the mug, "Did you drug it?" You inquired rather harshly. "Oh, my," the harbinger chuckled. "Whether I did or did not... you trusted me enough to take it, yes?" He cooed. You grit your teeth. Trusted? Well, yes, you did take it, but it was hardly anything close to trust.

Silence filled the room for a few seconds before he sighed. "No, I didn't lace it," he leaned forward, moving his leg from the other as he cupped his hands in front of him. The way he leaned forward, almost over the table making you shift uncomfortably. Despite his plated mask, you could feel his eyes on you. Watching you. Observing you. You stared back, giving him his own treatment as you examined him entirely, his posture, his clothes, every bit of him, the way you could imagine his muscles flexing and moving beneath his shirt, the way his hands rested calmly against each other, imagining the temperature they'd feel like.

"Careful now, you'll break the cup with a grip like that." Your attention was brought back to the doctor as he chuckled. You hadn't noticed how you had begun to grip the cup. You avert your eyes before resting them, sighing as you sat back, your head falling back to rest against the padded cushion of the couch. "You seem a little out of it, hm?" He chimed. You opened your eyes. He had made it behind the couch staring down at you. "How did you -" You started, only to be caught off guard by his hand gently grazing your neck, you flinched. "Go on," he nodded. You swallowed harshly as your curiosity about what they might feel like was fulfilled. They were a gentle cold. You shivered a bit as you felt his finger trail to the indention above your manubrium. You flinched as he applied the slightest of pressure. "What are you doing...?" You growled lowly, your face heating a bit at his gentle touch.

"Feeling your heartbeat," He hummed. "Did you know that was possible here? Directly above your manubrium, there is a gap between the clavicals, also known as the suprasternal notch, or as you might know better, the jugular notch, it's visible externally."

You glared up at him, irritated by his sudden lesson on the human anatomy. You opened your mouth to bite back a response, only to quickly close it as he dug his finger in a bit more, the uncomfortable pressure rendering you silent, your heart sped up a bit.

"It's unguarded. I can feel your heartbeat best from here," he smiled. You grit your teeth as his smile grew. "Are you afraid?" He asked, his gaze that was so transfixed on your neck lowered to meet yours, releasing the pressure. Your eyebrows furrowed in disdain. "I have every right to be, with you touching me without my permission," you snap. Dottore hummed curiously, "And yet, you haven't moved from my reach?"

You flinch at his response. He was right, you knew he was, but the cold sensation from his hands felt good against your skin, despite your lack of affection for the cold weather. The contrast between him and your body heat felt calming somehow. You felt his hand suddenly wrap around your neck, causing you to gasp in surprise. "Did you know the neck is a very sensitive and vulnerable area? There's even a risk when choking someone, for example..." you felt his fingers press into your carotid artery. You breathe in a sharp intake of breath, dropping the mug on the floor with a shatter as your hands flew up to grab his, attempting to pry his fingers from your throat, only for his point of pressure to switch, his palm hitting your windpipe. "F-fuck off-!" You choke out, his grip releasing you entirely. You gasp out, catching your breath and rubbing your neck softly as you glared above at him. "Fucking prick..." you growl, a hot sensation tingling your thigh as you remove your eyes from him. "Fuck..." You sneer at your coffee soaked pants, you hadn't even realized the hot liquid in the heat of the moment. Let alone the shattered porcelain littering the ground, but you could care less about that.

Dottore seemed to hum contently as he found his way back around the couch, inspecting the incident. You wholeheartedly expected him to get mad and scold you. At least you hoped, you hoped he's kick you out...but that didn't seem to be the case. Dottore huffed before looking back at you, "I'll get you a spare set of clothes, don't worry about the mess," he nodded. You raised a curious eyebrow. "No, don't. I'm going home," you shoot back, sitting up and pushing past him to stand. You head for the door, grabbing your coat on your way. Weird, he wasn't objecting, but you shrugged it off. You reached the door and took hold of the handle before stopping. Right. The weather had gotten worse upon your arrival. You turn and glance back at the male. Dottore stood comfortably next to the couch, his hand resting against his hip as he watched you, a sly smirk teasing his face. You groan, silently cursing both him and the weather. Of course, he had planned to keep you stuck here through the weather. You set your coat back on the rack, turning and walking back to him.

"Large," you huffed. Dottore nodded, smiling triumphantly as he walked off. You took a seat away from the coffee spill resting your head in your hand. Praying to the Archons that the weather would let up soon. It was unpredictable how long the blizzard would last, but you hoped it wouldn't be long.

You'd managed to fall asleep before he had returned, unaware of the stress and exhaustion that had been weighing down on you.

Dottore returned, a set of clothes draped over his forearm. Humming softly before stopping as he spotted you, sleeping comfortably on the couch. The doctor chuckled, setting the clothes on the coffee table before heading to the hall closet, grabbing a dust pan and broom to sweep up the glass before cleaning the coffee to keep it from seeping any deeper into the floor boards.

You were startled awake by the feeling of something cold touching your forearm, you quickly jerked it back, "What in Teyvat are you doing?" You questioned the doctor who had been resting his hand against your arm. "Good, you're awake, I was beginning to think I'd have to change you myself," he smirked. You scowled, "I didn't think you were the type to advance on someone who was asleep."

Dottore hummed curiously, "Oh my~ I'd never do such a thing, dear. Besides, you were sleeping so calmly, I was almost convinced you were deceased."

You roll your eyes at his remark, spotting the clothes before leaning forward, glancing at the floor carefully to avoid glass. Only to realize it was no longer there. You were hardly a heavy sleeper, so how had he managed to not disrupt you while cleaning? You shrug it off, standing up and stretching your arms. "Bathroom?" You asked sharply. Less irritated than before. It appeared getting some sleep managed to alleviate a good chunk of your irritation. Dottore nodded down the hall to a room on the left. You picked up the clothes, taking them with you as you made your way to the room. Flicking the light on and glancing back at Dottore who had vanished into the depths of his abode once again. You closed the door, making sure to lock it before examining the room. It was indeed a bathroom, but, you found it looking rather pristine and polished, almost as if it was brand new. Even the mirror above the sink was cleaner than ever. You were appreciative that he was clean at least. You undressed, slipping off your pants first as they were damp from the coffee. Sighing you grabbed a spare rag, doing a half-assed job of wiping down where the spill had made contact before drying it, all before slipping on the pants he had given you. Luckily, the spill hadn't reached high enough up to stain your boxers.

Black sweatpants? You scoffed before dusting yourself down, at least they fit comfortably. You began to work at your shirt. Pulling it above your head and folding it along with your pants. You catch a glimpse of yourself in the mirror, sneering at the scars that littered your torso. Quickly you slipped on the shirt he had handed you. You groaned softly, it was rather tight around your torso, fitting your figure snugly. You scoff before setting your folded pants and shirt to the side for later when you'd leave. It took everything in you to not just hunker up in the bathroom, but you eventually made your way out, flicking the light off before exiting back into the living room where Dottore was reading through a folder.

You carefully watched him, sitting further away and averting your eyes. You didn't want any contact with him. "Well, don't you look comfortable~?" Dottore cooed, you rolled your eyes. "Could you be anymore unprofessional?" You stare off to the side, avoiding eye contact.

"What did you need from me anyways?" You sighed, not only did he pull you from an important meeting, now he was wasting your time. The soft echo of rustling snapping you attention back to him. Your eyes widened a bit as they locked with his piercing, crimson set. Never did he take his mask off. You swallowed harshly as your eyes traveled along the flesh surrounding them, torn and scarred beyond belief. The stressed tissue etching slowly into your mind as you unconsciously finished piecing his appearance together.

"Hm? I just thought that since you looked so comfortable, I might as well too~" He chimed, ignoring your question, but you were too distracted to remember. You fought back the urge to reach out and graze the worn flesh. "Is something wrong? You look rather pale." You're brought back to reality, looking away, "It's nothing." Your curiosity grew unbelievably, what happened to him? It looked like a burn, but was that it? Did it hurt? What did it feel like? You stared off once again. Unaware of the rustling this time. Your attention brought back once again as you were startled to find a cold hand against your wrist. Looking over it appeared The Doctor had closed the distance. Your faces mere inches from each other. You gulp, coiling back a bit as you got a much closer look at him. Your hand stayed tense and balled into a fist as he brought it up, placing it against his cheek. You were alarmed by his action, but nonetheless you uncoiled your hand. Gently, your palm pushed against the warmth of his face, your fingers roaming his scar ever so lightly.

"There's that color I missed so much," he hummed, your eyes leaving his scar, meeting with his sharp ruby eyes. You flinch under his gaze, how could such harsh eyes feel so luring at the same time. "My~ Though it's not your usual hue, you've turned rather pink." You knew he was teasing you, but you bit your tongue. Of course you'd be flustered to have the doctor so close and being so gentle at that. Dottore pushed his face more into your touch, you couldn't help but think of it as cute. Your guard had fallen in contrast to when you had first arrived. Your hand tingled slightly at the warmth. Despite his usual demeanor, seeming so cold and harsh, you could very much feel the warmth radiating from him.

"You must be curious, I presume?"

You nod gently, still keeping yourself from speaking. "I'm happy to answer any of your questions, dear..." You raised a curious eyebrow. Why would he do that? He never talked about himself and even if anyone tried to ask, he'd bite back a distasteful response. You watched as the harbinger's smile seemed to grow, probably in response to your blatantly obvious expression of confusion. "You see, I've come to grow a bit of soft spot for you..." You focused on his eyes, startled by the way his name rolled past his lips at the end. Never had he ever called you by your name, but you loved the way it sounded coming from him. "....say it again." You finally mumble, earning a bit of the male's surprise in response. Nonetheless, it rolled out simply once again and then again.

You leaned in a bit, wanting to hear it more closely. In response, he leaned closer to your ear, humming your name one last time, his warm breath tickling your ear and sending a shiver down your spine. You could feel your face burning up. "Satisfied?" He hummed softly, moving back before your hand blocked the back of his head, keeping him in place. You couldn't let him see how flustered you'd gotten at the mere mention of your name...or rather the heat building in your pants.

Unfortunately, he wasn't that dumb. Softly chuckling against your ear he muttered, "If you wanted me to chant your name so much...you should've heard me the nights before~" You flinched, what did he mean by that? Was he...

You swallowed harshly, his hair felt unbelievably silky. Unconsciously intertwining your fingers in his light cobalt mane as you sighed a gentle, "Doctor," in return. You had meant it as some sense of karma. You tensed up a bit as you felt his head pull from your hand before finding the warmth of his lips pressing against your neck. You sighed shakily in return as he began to plant kisses along your neck. This is so...unusual. You couldn't handle the heat anymore. You pulled away from him, grasping his hands and bringing them up to your face. The lack of circulation felt pleasant against your overheating face. You needed more. You couldn't help yourself, directing his hand lower before he pulled from your grip. You looked up at him detestably as he denied you relief. "Ah-ah," he grinned. "I want to see you do it yourself."

Your needy look changed to irritation, glaring daggers at him, locking eyes in a competition for dominance. Your facade quivered before falling. So much for that. You swallowed hard, your face heating up as you moved your hands below you, gently rubbing your erection through the cloth. You grinned as an idea flashed across your mind. The doctor wanted a show, so why not give him one?

You moved further from the doctor, slipping off the sweatpants he'd given you, however, you moved painfully slow. Almost teasingly, as you lifted your legs to slide them the rest of the way down. Tossing them to the side before gently snapping the hem of your boxers against yourself, the gentle sensation causing you to sigh heavily. Your erection so obviously making itself apparent.

You pulled your boxers past your hips to your ankles, eventually tossing them to the side along with the pants. You spread your legs, revealing yourself to the doctor before thrusting two of your own finger into your mouth, your tongue working at them, wetting them enough to serve as a sort of lubricant. You smirked subtly as you watched the doctor, who was now leaning back, watching you in a mix of disbelief and lust.

You pulled your fingers from your mouth aligning them with your hole. Your cock twitching in desperation as you gently prodded into yourself. You let out a gasp as you thrusted your fingers in. Your expression tightening in pleasure as you rolled a bit to the side, closing your legs as you began to move them. Prodding against your walls. It wasn't enough, but you wouldn't dare back down. Putting on more of a show, you whined and moaned, gasping out when you almost reached a spot of immense pleasure. Silently, you cursed your short fingers. You looked back to the man before you, keeping your eyes on him as you worked yourself. Your other hand reaching between your thighs, where you took ahold of your hard-on, rubbing the tip gently. The wave of pleasure hitting you from both sides causing you to moan out, your body flinching.

Releasing your grip from your dick, you smiled at the doctor rather naturally, but that was more so due to the situation at hand and how needy you were beginning to feel. "Is something the matter doctor?" You hummed between soft whines, still finger fucking yourself. You noticed he looked rather irritated, glancing down, you could see his dick poking out of his pants. "Oh~? Does this turn you on, dear doctor? You look so eager to fuck me...perhaps you've fantasized about this exact moment? I wouldn't put it past yo- Mpmmmh..." You were cut short as your fingers pressed into your walls more, you had been moving them unconsciously.

You yelped as you felt a set of hands take ahold of your thighs, pulling your legs open and moving you closer. You pulled your hand from your ass as you grinned. "Did I strike a nerv- NGHH...!" You yelped gently as the doctor's hand took place where yours previously was, his fingers were thin and lengthy. Bringing a different kind of pleasure, a type yours never could. You found the doctors spare hand rising up your shirt, caressing your stomach before teasing your nipple. You covered your mouth with your wrist as you avoided eye contact with the doctor. Unconsciously grinding your hips against his fingers, each movement he mad, they seemed to slide deeper and deeper.

You gasped out as his finger's hit against your most sensitive spot, your hands immediately flying to the doctor's shirt. "Fuck..." You wanted more, more of him, more of this sensation, you wanted to calm the heat rising due to your erection. Your hands slid from his shirt, immediately working on unbuttoning his pants, pulling them and his boxers low enough to where his cock sprung out. It had a good size to it. You heard the doctor chuckle, bringing your attention back to him, his eyes seemed to shine even more than before. You knew well enough how dangerous this man was, that you should've just ran before this happened, but you couldn't go back now. Might as well get the most out of it.

"Fuck me, Dottore. ...Fuck me mercilessly," You whined. The doctor's confident and more relaxed demeanor seemed to falter at the mention of his name. You could read his eyes as his lust grew more animalistic. "And that I'll do..." his voice had dropped an octave, it was laced with seduction and lust and the mere sound of it made you shiver. You were in for it now.

Your pleasured expression grew solid at the sudden absence of his fingers, glaring daggers at him, "Ah, were you enjoying it that much?" He chuckled as he presented his fingers. You grew a bit red in embarrassment. "Do you want me to snap your dick off?" You paused, catching glimpse of his own erection, "Pfft, looks like I won't even have to do anything, it looks like your about to explode without me," You tease, your hand gripping his thick cock at the base. Your hand sliding up and down his length ever so slowly, pre-cum slicking your hand. The doctor let out a few sighs as he shivered at your touch. "I do hope you don't expect me to go as slow as your pumping me..."

You shivered at the thought of him treating you like a fucktoy. You smirked, "I very much agree, I'd be quite disappointed if you had pulled me all the way out here in the middle of my meeting just to waste my time," you scoffed. You had patience, but this man seemed to wear it down quite easily.

You perked up as the doctor let out a low chuckle, "And you're not even the slightest bit scared?" His words were laced with a hint of something similar to warning. It made you think, "Not at all, sex is sex, whether it be with a deranged man like you or not," you grinned.

It was true, sex was in fact sex, it would be the same as any other. If it got the job done, that's all that mattered. Besides, you didn't have much time for such a thing.

The heat in your abdomen grew more as you removed your hand from the harbinger's pulsing cock, the doctor didn't hesitate to push your legs open, aligning himself with ease before thrusting into your hole. You gasped out biting your hand to keep yourself from moaning.

He was in fact big, you could tell that much from the look alone, but to feel the way it pushed against your inner walls, filling you up was exciting. It was as if you could feel the blood rushing through your veins quicker than before thanks to the sudden adrenaline boost.

"Uncover your mouth."

You looked up to see the doctor staring down at you, his eyes fueled with desire making you shiver under his harsh gaze. Unconsciously moving your hand. You watched as the doctor grinned triumphantly. As if he had finally tamed you.

You yelped a bit as he flipped you onto your side, closing your legs before delivering harsh thrusts to the sweet spot he had found just moments earlier. "F-fuck- wait-!" You mewled, your eyes tearing from the feeling of his dick stirring your insides, every thrust driving the tip deeper and deeper into you and hitting your sweet spot perfectly.

With each repeated thrust you could feel the heat build up more, had you ever cum this fast? Your mind was jumbled. The doctor seemed to be enjoying this himself, his eyes watching you carefully as you unfold beneath him, becoming more and more determined to watch you lose your mind over him.

It was clear this wasn't his first time thinking about this, leaving your mind space to wander about his previous statement; What exactly did he think, what was he doing, when was he doing it? How long has he wanted this?

Your moans and yelps grew louder with each thrust, gripping onto the cushion beneath you for purchase. Each of your thoughts flashing as the direct abuse to your sweet spot filled you with ecstasy. You couldn't think. It was becoming more and more unbearable, "Wa-it!" Your voice came out broken and drawn out with pleasure.

Suddenly everything rushed back to you, your heart dropping as the doctor abruptly stopped, you were already so exhausted, was he done already? You didn't get the relief you craved.

Suddenly you felt the doctor drive himself into you once again, he was teasing you. You grit your teeth in irritation. You knew exactly what it was that he wanted, but you wouldn't give it to him. At least you hoped.

Each teasing thrust made you come more and more undone. It was unbearable. "Fuck!" You growled, using spent energy to grab the collar off his shirt and pull him close, popping a button off in the process. "Fuck me, Dottore, let me cum," you demanded.

"Nicely, Dear~"

You sighed, you didn't have time for this, everything already felt so out of order. "Please, please just fuck me! I want to cum, please let me fucking cum!" You whined out.

"There it is...that's a good boy~"

The praise sent a shiver down your spine, or maybe it was just the low coo he delivered with it.

Dottore forced your back against the couch, "Wait- not like-!" You were cut off as he started again, thrusting impossibly faster than before, leaving you to wrap your arms around his back for grounding.

You could hear a sly chuckle as you dug your nails into his back, the cloth bunching uncomfortably at your nails. You found yourself burying your face into his neck, concealing your moans and whines. Had he lowered himself just for this? Whatever, you couldn't care.

"Fuck- I'm gonna cum-!" You whined. The cord in your abdomen seemed to tighten unbearably so. You drove a bite into his shoulder, your teeth piercing the cloth to conceal your lewd calls as the cord snapped at once, ecstasy rushing through you.

When your high eased, you relaxed back onto the cushions, tears stained your cheeks and your eyes threatened to close from exhaustion. A familiar icy hand caressed your cheek, wiping away the trail.

You exchanged no words with him, you were much too tired, but it occurred to you he hadn't cum yet. Whatever he did, you were much too spent to fight. You fully expected him to continue, to pound you into the seat and take his fill. So it surprised you when his weight pulled from you.

Your eyes watched him carefully as he dismissed himself into the bathroom. Probably to go and finish what you didn't.

Naturally you would feel disgusted by the sweat and sex that stained your body, but you couldn't stay awake any longer. Your eyes closing carefully with the aid of the bathroom faucet running.

You shuffled around. The sheets below you felt crisp and fresh, everything coming back to you at once, you groaned lightly as your eyes opened, had you been asleep the entire night? You sat up looking around the unfamiliar room. That's right.

You didn't feel gross and sticky, did he clean you? He moved you to the bed? How did he manage to do that while you were asleep? Nonetheless you felt appreciative that he wouldn't just leave you to lay in filth.

Carefully you stood up, balancing yourself against the wall for leverage, of course your legs were exhausted due to the overexertion. Your face flushed as you recalled how you grabbed onto him the night before.

Anxiously you left the room, feeling your way down the corridor, a rustling sound came from the kitchen. It was early, too early for the doctor to still be here.

You stepped into the kitchen, your eyes meeting with the familiarity of the doctors back, or at least, one of his clones.

"How annoying..." you mumbled, turning to leave at once before the clone noticed you, but you were too late.

"Goodmorning."

The familiar ring of the doctors voice hummed eerily in your ear, it was almost spot on. Almost.

"Would you like breakfast?" The clone cooed. "No." You made your way back to the living room.

"Are you sure?"

"Quit following me."

"You should eat."

"Fuck off already!"

"Please rest, master will be back soon."

You cringed at the title, how egotistical. "No, if he wants to see me tell him to wait in line, or just request me since he seems to do that however he pleases anyways." It was annoying how the doctor left one of his pests to take care of you. You could handle yourself and if anything, it would've at least meant more if he cared to do so himself.

You slipped on your boots and made your way for the bathroom, grabbing the clothes you had left before stepping back out. You grabbed your coat and threw it over your shoulders. "Goodbye," you said harshly, slipping out of the door. The last thing you heard before shutting it was the soft hum of the false doctor's voice.

"Dickhead..."

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dragondevinity · 8 months

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Genshin impact Sagau~!

Part 1 & 2!

Dying by a car in an arcade was not exactly expected… like how?!?! Anyways…

As you sit in a pitch black void after your death, you heard a voice… “oh dear child… I’m sorry I wasn’t able to stop your death… I’ll send you to a world where you can live a life you have dreamt of… and as a gift you will gain the ability to become the strongest and do anything you wish child…” the mysterious voice said, ‘thank you’ you thought unable to do anything but hear, “child I have only one thing to warn you about… you will face those that will shock you… oh wait also immortality, bye my child!” The voice said, everything turned bright white…

You awoke in a beautiful forest next to a stream, you got up and walked to the stream to see your reflection, there you saw yourself looking 15 again but Genshin style, wearing a beautiful comfortable corset with a blue dress that stops where your thigh-highs end, ‘wow! My outfit looks similar to Venti’s almost! I love it!’ You thought while admiring yourself, once you were done you started looking around attempting to figure out where exactly you are, then you paused while seeing a bright light coming from the opposite way the sun just set, you walked over seeing bunnies run away from said area, ‘no fucking way! Is that Venti!?!?’, “eeee!” You squeal causing him to look your way, as he lands his eyes oh you he stalls, ‘oh shit he spotted me!’ You thought, you started blushing while embarrassed not noticing him walking up to you, he took your hand and kissed it causing you to short circuit for a second, “it’s lovely to meet you, but if I may ask why are you out here alone miss?” He asked tenderly, “a-ah well you see.. I just woke up somewhere near here a while ago… I’m lost and don’t know where I am” you say looking up to meet his tender gaze, which in turn makes you blush more, “would you care to accompany me miss..?” He asks, “s-sure! Also I’m y/n! What’s your name sir?” You asked kindly, Venti smiles which causes you to blush again, “I’m Venti… or you can call me love~, shall we get going..?” He asked just as tender, “s-sure Venti” you say shyly, he readjusted his hand so the two of you were holding hands softly, “let’s get going then!” He states happily while walking to Mondstadt with you in tow following like a small puppy.

You watched Venti sing and play his lyre next to the apple stand, little kids watching in awe of him, ‘oh my god i just remembered what’s going to be happening… well fuck…’ you thought, “that’ll be 5 silvers for the bard~” you heard Venti say, you rummaged through your pocket and suddenly felt a pouch of coins, ‘oh thank goodness… oh wait he’s started another song so he’ll get his apple soon… might as well buy one for myself and some for later incase…’ you thought agreeing with yourself, by this time Venti was done and the man was about to start his next sentence before Venti called you over, “hello sir!” You say shyly to greet the man, “hello miss” he replied kindly before starting to talk with Venti again, you looked at the apples and picked a few before taking out the pouch of coins and asking him something, “how much for these 7 apples sir?” You asked still shyly, “70 coins” he said still being kind, “okay! Here you go!” You said giving him the 70 coins, you waited while they talked, just zoning out, suddenly you came back to reality when Venti took your hand and started leading you away.

Soon you found yourself in the crowd at the castle area where the nobles are, Venti still held your hand softly, he looked at you softly before he ran out of the crowd with you in tow, you got to see the woman throw the Harpstrum, ‘shit I zoned out again!’ You thought, you saw the brat of a prince walk near the Harpstrum, before he could reach it Venti let go of your hand briefly to pick up the Harpstrum so that the brat couldn’t, you zoned out again before Venti took your hand and he started running away with you and the Harpstrum… then on the run Venti face planted into Vanessa, and he let go of you, you and him both hid behind Vanessa, you zoned out again, ‘it’s soon that Mondstadt will be free once more, as well as Vanessa and her clan! I need to thank Venti when he does that!’ You thought smiling softly, Venti took your hand again, before the two of you made an escape…

That’s the first 2 parts without any authors notes~!

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wildandsmile · 9 months

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🔥pea and i collectively agreed to begin prep for kinktober now because neither of us work very well under pressure. that being said, it’s an open house! i’m going to leave a list of kinks below. to request, simply choose the number corresponding with the kink, and then tell us who you want it to be for. example: “one, tanjiro komado”. you can also add your own tidbits like tropes, setting, etc. have fun with it! Then once everyone has thrown out their character for that day me and Pea will pick one to write about for that day this way it fair and fun.🔥

🔪to make this fair for us and avoid confusion with you all, i’ll also leave a list of the fandoms we write for below. don’t be afraid to suggest spooky movie characters too! (i.e ghost face, brahms, venom, etc.) y’know, the typical monster / slasher men you’d want to get down with. 🔪

🚫Be aware that we will NOT write for real killers!!! (ted bundy, the menendez brothers, jeffrey dahmer, etc.) not only is it immoral, it’s disrespectful to the victims and the victims’ families. so don’t ask🚫

❤️ other than that, happy requesting! there are 31 spots open, we’ll choose the ideas we think are the most creative / freaky / etc. happy halloween!<3 ❤️

𝐯𝐚𝐥’𝐬 𝐟𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐨𝐦𝐬 —

a court of thorns and roses

sally face

haikyuu

ice breaker

diary of a wimpy kid (rodrick)

call of duty

avatar: the way of water

criminal minds

alice in borderland

venom / eddie

stranger things (NOOO eddie munson. 😾)

brahms

ghost face

the last of us

Etc

𝐩𝐞𝐚’𝐬 𝐟𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐨𝐦𝐬 —

jujutsu kaisen

haikyuu

call of duty

tokyo revengers

hunter x hunter

blue lock

my hero academia

genshin impact

resident evil

persona

honkai star rail

spider-man: into the spider-verse.

Etc

𝟑𝟏 𝐝𝐚𝐲𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐤𝐞𝐫𝐲 —

knife / gun play - Sanzu

choking - Miguel O ‘ Hara

spanking / impact play - Kage

degradation / dumbification - Blade

pet play - Upper Moons

psychological manipulation - Gojo

tears / overstimulation - Notes

consensual non consent

bondage - Gaara

temperature play

age gap - Vash

phone sex

dirty talk - Bakugou Squad

mirror sex - Leon

cam girl - Link

hate sex -Ristto

cucking

exhibitionism - Itto

voyuerism

sex toys

marijuana + sex

forbidden love

orgasm denial - Connie

electrostimulation - Ryuji

oral (giving + receiving) - Sanji

hair pulling + collars kiss

remote control vibrator - Itoshi Rin

spitting - Ghost

Sir - Reo

master

humiliation

💀happy requesting, also make sure to like and reblog for your favorite writers<3 💀

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realm-of-rosie · 1 year

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💭 warm hands !!

i. genshin impact [ pantalone ]

ii. fluff, maybe slightly suggestive? + scenario

iii. blog rules | masterlist

iv. annyeong pipol of dis blog! i'm back! hopefully for longer, but it is exam season and more exams will come in a few weeks. but a girl needs a good dstraction every once in a while and i have decided that attempting to revive or at least be a little more active on this blog is a good option. mwah! i appreciate you all!

"and what do you have there, my dear?" pantalone stares down at your seated figure and hands tucked under the long table, seemingly fumbling about with something, something he couldn't see from his position.

perhaps something important, the harbinger thinks to himself, considering how you tried very hard to keep it out of his line of sight and he blinks expectantly at your surprised expression and awaiting your answer.

your cheeks flare up at the way the nickname silkily slid off his tongue, "it's nothing, sir," you answer meekly, meeting his gaze for a second before looking away.

"nothing?" pantalone smirks as he get up from his seat, "then you wouldn't mind if i take a look?"

"i-" you stand up, quickly moving to hide the objects behind you and backing away from the man approaching you, "-would mind very much actually,"

"oh?"

"it's meant to be a secret,"

"well, i am very good a keeping secrets,"

"oh, i don't doubt that-" your back hits the wall and there's a short moment of nervousness in you that comes out in the form of a hushed huff of a laugh upon realizing the predicament you were in.

"you know you can tell me anything," he tells you, leaning one hand next to the wall beside you and hovering his face over yours.

"you see sir, it's quite ridiculous -"

an eyebrow raise.

"really it isn't important -"

pantalone goes, "mhmm," quietly, unbelieving as he lifts his finger to trace down your cheek to raise your chin, "really?"

"really! so you shouldn't waste your time trying to -" your voice lowers in volume and you sigh defeatedly, dropping your head as you ask in a small voice, "do you really want to know?"

"of course i do!" he triumphantly harrumphs and crosses his arms over his chest, "since it's something you have, it is bound to interest me,"

in the following beats of silence, you wonder if you should be flattered, then there's more silence, growing to be almost uncomfortable, and you swear you can hear tartaglia's laughter through the thick wooden walls. glancing around, you are met with pantalone's stare.

there is something...undescribable behind the harbinger's eyes, and to you, it always seemed as though his glasses mellowed out the intensity in them whenever he looked at you and it made him appear less terrifying.

"...did i make you uncomfortable? i must apologize -" and he starts to back away.

"no!" your hand shoots out to grab the front of his coat but it retreats back behind you to secure the object with a clear of your throat, "no, it's just -" you stick your hands out and pantalone's eyes widen ever so slightly at the pair of gloves sitting on your palms - dark blue with silver details and far too out of size for it to belong to you, for them to be used by you, "- i thought your hands were cold, after i felt them that day in the library because mine brushed against yours when we reached for the same book, and i thought to make these for you but i understand if you don't like them -"

"nonsense," his hands scoop the clothes out of your hands as soon as you attempt to stuff them in your bag and you watch in confusion and partial relief when he puts them on, flexing his fingers and humming, a smirk growing on his lips "a perfect fit, don't you think?"

"yeah, i guess so," you exhale deeply, giggling when he cups your hands in his, feeling lighter inside at how he reacted to your gift, "i'm glad you like them,"

"like them?" pantalone gawks, "i enjoy them so much that i am going to go show them to the others and boast that you adore me more than you adore them!"

"wait, pantalone - and he's gone," you sigh, a small smile playing on your lips accompanying the shake of your head, "whatever shall i do with that man?"

#genshin impact x reader #genshin x reader #genshin imagines #genshin impact imagines #genshin fluff #genshin impact fluff #pantalone x reader #pantalone x y/n #pantalone x you #harbinger x reader

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starglitterz · 1 year

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elysian.

─── THE BEGINNING ; 03.

elysian adjective; relating to or characteristic of paradise

summary: when you lose your job out of the blue, you’re pretty sure this is the end of the road for you. at least until you reconnect with your childhood best friend aether and he offers you your ideal job and a place to stay. the only condition is that his office will be behind the store you’ll be running, and under no circumstances are you permitted to enter. that’s how you begin your new life as a florist, though you’re not sure how to focus on working when aether seems to have too many pretty boys working both for and against him. your fresh start gets a whole lot more interesting when you discover just how many secrets these men are hiding, but somehow you think you’ll still be able find the elysian ending of your dreams.

pairing: various genshin male characters x gn!reader

a/n: this chapter is so long but wahhh finally !!! requests for elysian will officially open after this ! i'm so excited to see what you all come up with omgjkskdjsk :D <3

previous. // elysian masterlist.

"For the last time, I don't know what you're talking about! And no, I'm not saying anything else until I get a lawyer.”

You lean back in your seat defiantly, folding your arms over your chest. Strands of white hair frame the face of the officer opposite you, offset by his red eyes boring into yours and searching for even a hint of deceit in your gaze. When he finds nothing, his stern stare doesn’t change, but he exhales slowly and leaves the room.

The other officer in the room gets up and hands you a glass of water. He has messy gray hair and teal eyes, and because of his simple kindness you think he must be slightly friendlier than the one who was interrogating you. “Hey, can you let me out of here? I haven’t done anything wrong, I swear!” Asking one of the guys who arrested you to set you free is a definite shot in the dark, but you suppose it’s better than nothing. He doesn’t reply, but he quirks an eyebrow and you frantically scan the name on his tag, “...Al-Haitham? Listen, I seriously was just minding my own business when you stopped us. Is it even legal to randomly bring people in?!” Haitham rests against the cabinet in the back of the room and doesn’t answer your question, “Why do you want to be set free?” “Because I want to go home, dumbass. Is that so difficult to understand?” you scowl at him, and somewhere in the back of your mind you can hear a voice saying that it’s probably best if you don’t insult the officer in charge for now, but you choose to ignore it. “No.” He doesn’t elaborate or offer a reaction and you groan.

This has got to be the most idiotic conversation you have ever had, and you once argued with Aether and Lumine for an hour about whether water was wet. And you don’t even have anyone to blame, you and Kaeya were just driving around with him pointing out the sights when an officer pulled you over for a random inspection and decided to bring you over to the station without even an explanation. If you had just shut up and stayed home, by now your apartment would be unpacked and ready, but instead you’re stuck in a dreary room with tiled floors and stained walls.

Just then, the door swings open and the officer who left earlier enters with an indecipherable expression, “You can leave. Haitham, escort them out.” Relief swells in your heart, and you jump off the chair and practically skip out, accompanied by Al-Haitham. In the main lobby of the police station, you notice a tall man with blue hair and matching eyes surveying the area with an aura so intimidating it’s as if he was the owner. A chirpier blonde man scans the room, and when his green eyes land on you, his face breaks out into a huge smile, “Sir Kamisato, Y/N’s here.”

Kamisato? The name rings a bell, and you mentally dig around your brain until it clicks. Wait. Kamisato? As in Kamisato Ayato, the heir to Yashiro, one of the biggest corporations in Teyvat?! And more importantly, why does he seem to know you? The two of them stroll up to you, and the blonde man sticks his hand out to shake yours vigorously, “Hello! I’m Thoma, Kamisato Ayato’s bodyguard, chauffeur, retainer…” Ayato tilts his head, “It’s safe to say he is very multi-talented. And so are you, it seems.” “Pardon?” You’re not sure what he’s insinuating until his smile turns cunning, “Not everyone manages to end up getting interrogated by the Chief Officer Cyno.” You frown, irritation edging your tone, “I think we both know I would prefer that hadn’t happened. How do you even know who I am?” “I’m a friend of Aether’s,” Ayato smiles mysteriously, but before he can elaborate further, the door opens so roughly that it slams against the wall and threatens to break off its hinges as a group of guys stumble in.

“I had advised you against rushing in,” a tall man with a long ponytail sighs, “I’m not sure why you request for advice that you instantly ignore.” “For fun! Or perhaps you don’t know what that means, Zhongli,” a much shorter man with twin braids grins, “Anyway, it’s a good thing that Ragnvindr guy got fired.” “Indeed. He would have locked Y/N up without a second thought,” Zhongli agrees before adding, “But I still believe you should have followed my advice.” “I think that must be Y/N over there!” another man with artfully messy maroon hair and a mole dotting his cheek cuts in before their bickering can start again and points at you. You’re staring blankly at this whole exchange when yet another man with white hair streaked with red steps forward to introduce himself, “Kaedehara Kazuha, at your service. Aether instructed us to bring you back to the florist.”

Now you’re really getting annoyed. “I’ve had quite enough of people claiming to know Aether, thank you very much. I’ll find my own way back.” “Unfortunately, that will not be possible,” a man with brown hair and blue eyes replies, “It’s too dangerous to let you go alone. Aether would be very worried.” “Not to mention he would have our heads!” the short man pipes up, to which the maroon hair knocks him on the top of his head, “Shut up, Venti.” “If Aether’s so worried, why can’t he come get me himself?” you glower, and all of them unconsciously take a step back at the intensity of your death stare.

“Seeing as we were the ones who got Y/N out, perhaps it would be best if we sent her back-” Thoma starts, but is easily shut down by Zhongli, “No. That is not a feasible option considering our clear differences.” The simple sentence seems to hint at something much heavier, and Thoma groans before admitting defeat. “Just let us send you back,” Kazuha pleads, “On a samurai’s honour, you will return safely.” You jut your chin outwards, “That’s not enough. I want to know the truth as well.” “The… truth?” “Yes. I’m 100% certain it’s not normal for me to be interrogated about all the people working at some flower shop in the middle of nowhere.” “Did you say anything?” the maroon headed man’s gaze flicks sharply to yours, and Kazuha swats his arm, “Heizou, even if they did-” “Did you?” Heizou presses on and you give him a dirty look, “No. I’m not an idiot. Or a snake.” “Better than Kaeya, at least,” Venti snickers, and Heizou elbows him, “Kaeya isn’t a snake… he’s just slippery.” But even Heizou’s voice sounds doubtful.

Then he snaps himself out of it, “Regardless, we will be taking you back now. And good job for not saying anything.” Heizou turns around and starts to walk away, flanked by everyone except Kazuha, who at least gives you an apologetic shrug first. You glance at Ayato and Thoma as if seeking assistance, but all you see is an amused smile playing about Ayato’s lips and a tight smile on Thoma’s face. When he catches you looking, Ayato smirks, “Don’t worry. I suspect we’ll be seeing a lot more of each other soon. Get home safe.”

With no other choice, you sigh, groan, and roll your eyes in quick succession before hurrying after them. Maybe taking up Aether’s offer wasn’t such a good idea after all.

—

After what has to be both the longest and simultaneously most awkward car ride you have ever been in your life (it wasn’t helped by the fact that the driver was the most muscled man you have ever seen, and he wouldn’t shut up the entire time), you finally reach the florist and you’re ready to just crash into bed. But the minute you see Aether silhouetted in the doorway, your fatigue disappears, replaced by a desperate desire to know what’s really going on. From the secretive looks shared between the men in the car and the two guys at the police station, not to mention the fact that their so-called office is situated at the edge of the city, it feels like everyone is in on a secret and you’re purposely being kept out of the loop.

“What the hell is going on, Aether? I trusted you. Why won’t you do the same for me?” That barrage of questions is the first thing that comes out of your mouth when you’re close enough to speak to him. It feels like a dam in your mind’s been broken and all your worries about jumping headfirst into a suggestion with so many unknowns combined with your stress from being fired and evicted are flooding out. “Listen, Y/N,” Aether looks pained, and the seriousness of his expression is enough to make you stop in your tracks before you can scold him even more, “I didn’t want to tell you this at first, but now I think it’s best if you know. Would you mind having a seat?”

You pull up a chair and look expectantly at him, “So, what is it?” Aether sits opposite you, seeming as if a million and one things are rushing through his mind at the speed of a bullet train, “You remember my sister, don’t you?” “Yeah, Lumine. Of course I do,” you don’t understand where he’s going with this. Obviously you remember his sister; the three of you were inseparable in university, but the two of them had always been joined at the hip, closer than any other siblings you had seen before. You often wondered just how much the two of them had been through that bound them so close together. But as uni friends often do, you all had fallen out of contact, your rare interactions stemming from mere posts on social media, and even that had trickled to an end eventually. “Right. Well, she’s gone missing,” Aether can’t meet your eyes when he admits it. “What?!” it takes you a few seconds to process, “What do you mean?” “Gone without a trace. Not even a text,” he sounds clinical, detached from the story as if he’s gone over this many times in the past.

“But… what happened? Lumine wouldn’t just up and leave like that.” “I’m not sure if you remember, but Lumi was always into journalism. She was always busy looking for ‘the next big scoop’, and she had special obsession with politics. She liked exploring, poking around in places she shouldn’t be, and…” here his voice breaks slightly, but he forces himself to continue, “I think that she saw something she wasn’t supposed to, and they took her away.” “Who did?” “The government; the Abyss Order. Or maybe the Fatui.” You shudder at the mention of the government’s special operations service; they’ve been rumoured to have murdered hundreds, if not thousands, of people globally without hesitation nor remorse – they acted purely according to instruction.

“What does that have to do with this place? Or me?” While you’re reeling from the impact of what he’s just accused the Abyss Order of, you still want to know how this correlates to your current situation. “Well, I obviously wanted to get her back. So I started searching around, hunting for information, that kind of thing. And I found out that Lumine wasn’t the only potential victim. There were people disappearing all the time, I’d see their families posting about it online. But I didn’t want to stop at just a cry for help on some random internet forum - I wanted to go further. I wanted to find Lumine and punish those who had unjustly taken her.” Your mouth feels dry, and you’re not sure how much you want to hear what comes next, but you know it’s something that you have to listen to.

“I found a bunch of people with similar mindsets who had the same thing happen to them, and we…” his voice trails off, but he keeps going, “We started what could be called a support group at best… but a gang at worst. And we don’t do anything bad, I promise. We just keep our ears to the ground and find out things we aren’t supposed to know, and Y/N, you won’t believe how deep this corruption runs within the system.” “So, essentially you invited me here, knowing how badly I needed a job and a place to stay, just to work as a cover for a gang,” your throat feels tight, and your heart is threatening to shatter, “Y’know, for a second there, I really thought you genuinely cared.” You move to leave, but Aether stands in your path, “But I do! I didn’t mean to involve you in this business at all, you were just supposed to live your dream and run a peaceful flower shop and stay in the apartment upstairs. You weren’t supposed to find out about any of this.” Your gaze softens – you’ve known Aether long enough to know when he’s lying and when he’s telling the truth, and you recognise that he honestly wanted to keep you in the dark about the whole thing.

“But now that I do know, what are you going to do?” “Nothing,” Aether states, a mask of calmness slipping into place, “What happens next is up to you.” “What?” “You can either go to the police and tell them everything I just told you,” he begins, “Or you can stay with us, and work, as you put it, as a cover for a gang.” You fall silent, the protests bubbling up on your lips dying in seconds as you do your best to observe the circumstances rationally and figure out what to do next. But deep down, you already know what you’re going to choose. Perhaps your decision was decided for you the second you met Aether in that coffee shop. You don’t even listen to how he’s explaining, “-if anything happens, you can claim plausible deniability-” before you say, “I’m staying. I can’t leave you now.” “Really?” Aether’s in disbelief, but he manages a grin when you nod, “I’ll be your spy florist.”

And that’s the story of how you ended up as a florist for a gang. It wasn’t that great of a job, but the people you got to interact with daily made things much better, and if anything, that’s where the real story starts – within the elysian new life you carved out for yourself.

#💫 — elysian !#genshin impact x reader #genshin x reader #genshin fluff #genshin writing #genshin angst

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nuttytani · 3 months

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Celestia's Cruel Thesis

Fandom: Genshin Impact

Pairing: Tartaglia | Childe x Zhongli

Premise: Childe gets isekai'd to a Liyue where Rex Lapis still rules over it.

chapter 2 link

You can also read this fic on ao3 here

Chapter 3: May the odds be ever in your favour

“Dear Milleliths, you might have the wrong person,” Master Liu Siu speaks up at last and tries to walk closer to where Childe was.

He is blocked by the Millelith that crowded around the redhead and gets a polite warning instead. “We indeed have the right person. Please don’t be fooled by this innocent looking man, Liu Siu Xiansheng,” the commander of the group says as he gives a nasty glare towards Childe.

“I’m afraid I don’t know what you’re talking about. I have never used counterfeit mora in my life,” Childe counters, feeling confused about this predicament he is currently in.

The commander looks as if he wants to roll his eyes but refrains himself and continues to speak, “Further discussions regarding this matter will be after we take you to Jade Chamber. Stop resisting, and perhaps you might receive a lighter punishment for your blasphemy.”

A handful of the teahouse patrons start their murmuring. It’s not loud, but enough to make out what they’re saying.

“Tsk tsk tsk… See, this is why we should never trust a qigai.”

“What do you mean by qigai? He doesn’t behave like one. I’m sure you meant to say Snezhnayan. Aiyah…Sometimes I wonder why Dijun and the Qixing let them all trade in the harbour.”

“Hush now! Don’t be rude. It’s the Fatui who are trouble.”

“And? Most Fatui are Snezhnayans.”

“Oh...I thought the boy was from Fontaine, blue eyes and all.”

“Pshhh… I heard the boy talk distinctly in Snezhnayan a few times to himself. I’m not that old to be deaf.”

So they’ve already begun to gossip, huh.

There was no way out of this. The gods must truly hate him. Not only did he get fooled in Liyue, arrive in a strange Liyue, and get called names by the locals, but also got accused of creating counterfeit mora. Well, the gods hated him, since the instant he was born. How could he forget about falling into the abyss at the shy age of 14? Which entirely changed the trajectory of his life.

Childe pauses his self-deprecating thoughts, with a resigned sigh, he holds his hands out, and the Milleliths in charge quickly handcuff him. Meanwhile, Sir Fan Er’ye and Master Liu Siu observed the entire scene play with an unfamiliar look in their eyes. Surely, it must be disgust. He couldn’t tell– with the way the two were frowning so hard.

With arrogance, one of the younger Milleliths harrumphs, and tips his head upwards, “Let us leave.” He then pointedly scrutinises Childe and resumes his spiel, "Don't think about escaping! It’s nearly impossible to. Those handcuffs are made specially by Liuyun Jiefeng Zhenzhun.”

I wasn’t even going to escape, you doofus. How annoying.

“Yes, yes…. Tie me up, bind me, strip me, whatever. I will not run away, lest I want the wrath of the rock,” he says in an annoyed voice. Speaking with these haughty Milleliths and nobles rubbed him in all the wrong ways.

The Millelith however looks back at him with scorn, it seems like he said something wrong because the soldier replies with seething venom, “How dare you carelessly speak of his imperial majesty like that! Another word and I might as well chop that tongue off!”

“Youxu– that’s enough. There will be consequences if you act without orders,” the commander cautions the younger.

“But Ge… I mean… Seargent Fengyan, this lunatic needs to be disciplined!” the one named Youxu says in earnest.

“Indeed, however, we are unqualified to issue such punishments.” He reprimands Youxu, before facing his team. “Soldiers, make haste. It will be sundown by the time we make it to Yujing Terrace,” Sergeant Fengyan barks out loud enough for the entire teahouse to hear and there is pin drop silence. All the chattering stopped.

Every single Millelith saluted Sergeant Fengyan and in unison, all yelled hooah.

Now, that is how Childe stood, in front of the three Qixing ladies. His hands were still bound by the handcuffs and the Milleliths had blocked his every movement with their spears all around him. They were on guard twice as much. It appeared that his his last encounter with the soldiers in Yiyan Temple was not forgotten.

If it weren’t for the strange Adepti handcuffs on his wrists, he would have escaped this place in record time. Except then he’d be 1) fugitive with a bounty on top of his head for apparently using counterfeit mora 2) his imperial majesty, the almighty Yanwang Dijun and his Adepti friends would capture him in a second. So frankly, there’s no point in running away. He just hopes this is all some strange misunderstanding because he has never used fake mora, ever.

“You foreigner, named Childe, speak at once, about how you got hold of counterfeit mora.” Tianquan, Lady Ningguang, looked down at him, from the stage she stood, alongside Yuheng and Secretary Ganyu. Her gaze was sharp, her bright umber eyes stared deep into him, examining.

Someone from the Milleliths surrounding him whispered amongst themselves, “I thought it was child– as in haizi.”

“Tsk tsk, Yong’an-Ge… It is Childe, as in young nobleman,” the other Millelith responded in a hushed tone.

“Oh… Isn’t he a qigai? You know…The clothes and all.”

“That’s the confusing part, is he trying to play the game of opposi–”

“Please, remain silent. We wish to hear what the convict has to say,” Keqing ordered, especially at the chattering pair. The hall indeed becomes completely quiet, save for the constant breathing of all and the heavy atmosphere lingering in the air.

Childe cleared his throat and brought the attention of everyone in the Jade Chamber hall, to himself. Ah– he is unsure about what to say. It’s not like the Qixing would believe his words, not after their last meeting and specifically after they’re convinced that he made fake mora.

With carefully constructing words in his head, Childe raised his voice, “Members of respected Qixing. I’m confused as to why I’m brought here in your office, in such a manner, it might be hard to believe since you all seem to have a biased opinion of me… however– I swear on my life and the Archon of love, that I have never created nor distributed counterfeit mora.” He took a deep breath and kneeled on the ground, while the Milleliths adjusted their spears around him. “All I want is to go back to my original world, and there is no reason for me to produce fake mora, especially when I require the help of your Archon to send me back home.”

As if tired of hearing him talk, Keqing heaved a loud sigh. She glanced back and forth between Lady Ningguang and Secretary Ganyu. Finally, she beckoned one of the secretary ladies, who stood on the side.

“Baixiao, please bring the pouch over and the records please,” Secretary Ganyu addressed the shorter woman.

“Yes, right away.” Baixiao bowed, disappeared quickly and appeared just as fast. Her hands held a huge pouch of mora and a stack of documents, she handed them over to Ganyu.

Click-clack of Ganyu’s heels echoed in the Jade Chamber hall, as she delicately stepped down the stage and walked towards Childe. Her expression betrayed no emotions, as she opened the pouch of mora (the same pouch he gave to that perverted Lao Guai) in her hands, and proceeded to pull a coin out.

She took a long look at it, flipping the sides over and over until she was satisfied with whatever she saw. “Baiwen, please take a note of serial number LE22300769.”

“Yes, Secretary Ganyu.”

“This year’s minting of mora started with the letter C. The serialisation of mora with the letter L is supposed to happen 9 years from now. The letter E denotes the batch number. The serial number of the mora I have just read, which I shall repeat; LE22300769.” Ganyu closed her eyes and muttered something under her breath, before staring him down with cold and unfeeling eyes.

“This originated from you, Mister Childe.”

That doesn’t sound good… At all. Is he doomed? An ex-harbinger put into jail for the production of counterfeit mora, how funny. Especially when the Qixing couldn't even lift a finger at him after the release of Osial. Funny indeed. He was actually doomed.

He thought all mora was the same. Well, not exactly, but mora is mora. The ones he has or had in possession are in fact, very real and not fake. At least not in the other Liyue. Who knew using it would land him in shit? Childe thinks hysterically. Doomed from the start, he was using his precious mora pouches from day 1 in this Liyue.

“Mister Childe? Will you still claim to not know anything?” Ningguang questioned, sweetly.

Her words were like the final nail to his coffin, or so he felt. Would he even get a coffin? Perhaps he should have brought Hu Tao’s free 2 coffin coupon deal. Although it would be invalid in this Liyue.

Someone snickered, finding this situation entertaining at his expense.

Laugh at me all you want, assholes.

“Mister Childe, if you don’t have any evidence to prove yourself to be innocent, then I’m afraid, we have no choice but to sentence you to 3 years of imprisonment, such states the law of Liyue,” Ningguang resumed speaking, while also giving the snickering fools a stern look. “I must say, these new Milleliths have no sense of dignity. Sergeant Fengyan, I believe your work is cut out for you.”

Sergeant Fengyan felt quite ashamed on behalf of his new unit. It didn’t look good for him as their leader; it painted Fengyan as an irresponsible commander. The soldiers of his unit had misbehaved multiple times in front of the Qixing today. He bowed deeply and apologised, “I will make sure to discipline them well, Lady Ningguang.”

She simply nodded.

Although the attention from Childe was shortly directed elsewhere, Keqing, the Yuheng, had been staring at him for quite some time. Never straying her gaze from him, observing. When he at last met her unwavering and quite uncomfortable watch, she gave him a mischievous grin.

“So, I’ve been wondering, and please indulge my genuine question, Mister Childe, how were you able to replicate mora? They feel like the real deal, the only mistake you’ve made is the serialisation of them.” Keqing quirked a brow and took a scroll out of her dress pocket, scribbling something down with her brush pen.

Childe grimaced, he knew she wouldn’t believe him, they clearly didn’t when he tried to ‘explain’ himself mere moments ago, opting to completely ignore what he said instead. A million thoughts passed in his mind. What would he do? What should he say? What options were left? He was once again aware of how alone he was in this place, no one he could trust, no one to rely on and certainly no one to pull him out of this mess.

Sure, he may be friendly with Granny Ping, Master Liu Siu and some other elderly people who were kind to him, but do they truly care for him? For Liyuens in this world, he’s nothing but a sorry looking miserable qigai and now a criminal. For all he knows, the elderlies might have felt pity about his circumstances and wanted to be generous to score some moral points. Plus, it’s not like the people back in the other Liyue liked him.

He breathes in.

He breathes out.

Grounding his emotions right now is the most important task at the moment. If there’s one thing he learned from Master Skirk, is that nothing can be done with a tangled heart. Childe, with much hesitation, opens his mouth but the words are stuck in his throat. He has nothing to say nor any evidence to prove his innocence.

“Mister Childe? You don’t have to tell me, we will eventually find out ourselves. The Qixing is capable enough for that, so there’s no need for the magician to reveal their secrets,” she mocked, with her self-assured grin.

There was an abrupt murmur. All the Millelith stood at attention. The golden door to the Jade Chamber hall opened up. The pair of guards by the door clacked their spears against the marble flooring and stood ramrod straight before announcing in unison, “His Imperial Majesty, Yanwang Dijun, arrives!”

“Pay your respects to Dijun.”

The heavy ornate door flung open, as the Archon made his entry. Every single person bowed and recited, “Thousands of blessings to our lord!”

Yanwang Dijun, in plain words, looked stunning. He was dressed to the nines, as usual. He wore beige coloured robes with golden iridescent embroidery on the cloth; they were scale like patterns– Childe concluded after a proper look. His silky hair was in a loose braid today, tied at the end with a yellow ribbon. In his hand, he held a foldable fan. A dainty little thing, a white background that had multiple blue glaze lilies painted.

Childe could only stare at him with a dumbfounded expression. Not even bothering to rise from his kneeling position. Not for long, though. The Millelith who stood next to him must have witnessed his less than respectful stare. The soldier grabbed him by the arm, yanked him up to his feet and pushed on Childe’s back to make him forcefully bow.

This was like deja vu. He swore something like this happened before.

Dijun’s amber eyes briefly looked at every person, before eventually stopping at the young man with copper hair. It lingered there for a moment before he finally cleared his throat.

“Rise.” Yanwang Dijun’s voice reverberated in the hall.

All stood straight once more, and the soldier let go of Childe’s back.

“Pray tell, what is going on here?” Dijun asked quizzically while fanning himself. His people were stunned at their Archon’s arrival, they did not imagine he would show up at the Jade Chamber, not at this hour. Besides, he rarely ever visited the Jade Chamber, unless the Qixing required his help. Dijun mostly spent his time in Yiyan Temple, busy with his own set of responsibilities.

Everyone stood in silence for a minute or two. That is until Ningguang broke the awkward air by finally speaking, “Greetings, my lord. As you can see, we’re all fulfilling our duties as the Qixing. Rest assured.”

“Qixing duties that include accusing innocent foreigners,” Childe muttered softly. He could hardly hold himself back from rolling his eyes. Though at the moment he had no proof or evidence to prove his innocence, it didn’t change the fact that he didn’t commit any crime. Well… no crimes in this Liyue, yet.

Unknown to Childe, Yanwang Dijun heard him mumble, every single word. Possibly thanks to his extraordinary hearing from being an Adeptus. He snapped his white fan closed and slowly stepped towards Childe.

“Innocent foreigner, you say?” Dijun placed his fan underneath Childe’s chin and tipped his face to meet the god’s gaze. Golden slitted eyes stared deep into his own, seeking something. Seeking what? Childe did not know. But he felt a wave of goosebumps rise on his skin from the sudden act. He was caught off guard, and that wasn’t good. It meant his mask of calm had slipped.

“Hmm? Tell me. Do you consider yourself to be innocent?” Dijun questioned again.

Childe was silent as he pondered. Would answering the question make the man step away and give him some personal space? Would it make his fake mora predicament better? He doubted, but even so, it was worth a shot.

“Yes,” he replied with furrowed brows.

Dijun kept staring into his eyes, unblinking. Eventually, the fan under his chin lifted away and with a sunny smile, the Archon moved away at last, turning his back. The fan in his hands snapped open and Dijun sighed, “You all heard him. He’s innocent.”

At that moment, the entire Jade Chamber hall erupted in chaos. Millelith and the respected members of the Qixing were crying and shouting at poor ol’ Yanwang Dijun to rethink his choice.

“Your majesty, he is a foreigner qigai who committed blasphemy! How can you let him off so easily?” someone from the honourable Qixing, raised their voice.

“My lord, you know nothing of his deeds. He basically scammed the old and used his young and pretty face to get into their hearts!” one of the Milleliths yelled.

“Are you enchanted by him too, your majesty? Is that why you’re letting this… man named Childe, off the hook?” Keqing joined in.

Baishi, who had been quiet this entire time, speaks up, “Dear Yuheng, how could you accuse our lord like that! Our esteemed lord is not one to be charmed by a pretty face,”

“I agree!” The other two Tianquan secretaries; Baiwen and Baixiao, also jumped onto the bandwagon.

Amidst the chaos of constant arguing and protests between the members of Qixing and the Millelith, Yanwang Dijun stood in the middle, looking slightly amused. The corner of his lips had a slight curl. For some reason, he seemed to find the state of his government humorous.

Childe did not find this funny at all. Not a single bit. He wanted to pry open the Archon’s head to know what was going on inside that head. Was he off the rockers? Did he take something? His entire government was fighting and the old man wasn't even doing anything? Even the ever quiet Ganyu was taking part in this.

At last, Dijun seemed to have enough kick from the crisis. He raised his hand halfway, motioning all to keep quiet.

“Now, I do find all of your theories and assumptions to be interesting, to say the least.” Dijun smiled in such a way that his eyes crinkled around the corners and formed crescents. He continued, “Even so, this is getting out of hand. Please refrain yourselves, you are all members of the Qixing and Millelith… Maintain some semblance of professionalism.”

The entire crowd looked like children who were scolded by parents. Shuffling their feet and unable to face their lord. They all kept their heads down in embarrassment. Baiwen, on the other hand, seemed to be looking serious by the second as she whispered into Lady Ningguang’s ear. As if agreeing, Ningguang nodded with a severe look on her face. She glanced towards Childe, with a distrust.

He wondered what she was plotting; it was difficult to tell. This entire scene felt like a part of a comedy from the theatre plays back in Snezhnaya and he held himself back from laughing his head off, which was becoming tough as each moment passed. Except, he was the source of comedy, the clown, and that wasn’t something to laugh at.

“I beg your forgiveness, on behalf of the members of Qixing and Millelith, my lord. We’re all expressing genuine concern, as you do not know the severity of the crimes, Mister Childe, has committed,” said Ningguang, as she motioned for Ganyu to pass over the documents to Dijun; to which, he received with a thanks and proceeded to look over them with a cursory glance.

“Mister Childe has produced and distributed counterfeit mora in huge amounts. We found out after a thorough investigation, that the employees of Bubu Pharmacy received a suspicious amount of mora from one of their customers. Out of the blue too, I might add,” Ningguang carried on.

To which, Dijun responded with a soft chuckle, “I am well aware, Lady Ningguang.”

“I believe you do not. Ganyu, please bring in the pouch of mora,” she ordered. Not a minute too late, Ganyu arrived with the pouch of mora. Once again, Ganyu presented it to Dijun. He didn’t even bother to take it.

“Please, I implore you to check them, my lord.”

“Hmm…But I can already tell that these mora coins are not fake, Lady Ningguang. The geo energy within the pouch of mora you have shown me is undoubtedly the same as any other mora coin in the Golden House–”

Keqing frowned and opened her mouth, “But–”

Dijun raised his hand halfway. “Let me continue. I know of your concerns. I am well aware that the serial codes on these mora coins do not match with what we have available amongst the common folk, also the fact that these should have been distributed at least 9 years later,” he paused, and gave a short look at Childe. “However, this does not mean that the mora Mister Childe has distributed is fake. It’s very real. Now we may all be wondering, then why is it that the codes differ so much?”

The emperor positively glowed when he said, “Simple! The mora he has used is not from this world.”

“Your majesty, that is absurd! Do you really believe the words of a nobody?” It seems Keqing had enough of Yanwang Dijun’s speech and couldn’t help but intervene at last.

“Ah yes, a nobody indeed. Don’t you find it strange that there is no record of a person named ‘Childe’? After our brief encounter with him in the temple, I contacted Devi Kusanali. She confirmed that there is no one such as Childe nor Tartaglia in Teyvat.” The god hands the documents and the pouch over to Ganyu and steps closer towards where Childe stood. “No record of him in the world tree at all, which is impossible. His claims about being from another world are true. It explains why his ‘mora’ feels real yet the codes are different.”

The entire hall stares with uncertainty at Childe. They couldn’t believe their ears. Even their lord confirmed that this so-called qigai, was in fact from another world, how could it be?

“Now, now. No need to be surprised. First, let us release Mister Childe from his handcuffs.” Dijun calls for one of the younger Milleliths, named Yong’an, who held the keys.

Childe felt his body tense as the god strode towards him, a bit too close for comfort. Childe could smell the mild scent of silk flowers wafting from his robes, as he slipped the key into the hole of the cuffs and twisted it back and forth. The key made squeaky noises while the god struggled to unlock the handcuffs.

The key made a weird click sound, and the esteemed Yanwang Dijun paused in his ministrations. Blinking slowly at the handcuffs.

Dijun peeked from beneath his eyelashes and smiled apologetically. “Ah. It seems the key is stuck.”

“What?” asked Childe, feeling wary.

“The key which unlocks your handcuffs. It is stuck,” the esteemed Yanwang Dijun repeated himself.

All the officials and soldiers wanted to laugh, but they resisted the temptation. Biting on their lips to keep their giggles in. But a few of them couldn’t help but snort like pigs at how things were progressing. Childe too, wanted to join in and laugh hysterically. Not at Dijun, not at himself, but at his luck. His terrible luck.

“I heard you fine the first time,” he replied. “Are you doing this on purpose?”

Youxu, the young Millelith harshly pointed at Childe in anger. “How dare you accuse our lord like that! Apologise immediately, you–”

“Youxu-Ge, please… Calm down!” Yong’an covered his friend’s mouth, as Sergeant Fengyan glared at the two. They were given a final warning by the Sergeant, and if they didn't behave themselves, the two would be escorted out and be barred from joining in cases for a month. The two young Milleliths immediately paled and profusely apologised and bowed multiple times. The rest of the soldiers were also given a warning, and all seemed pretty mortified for their actions.

“My apologies, Mister Childe… Please, hold still for a moment.” Dijun grabs Childe’s hands to extend the arms out. He placed his palm, in a spearhand position, between the handcuffs and swiftly struck it. The cuffs split in half and fell with a clang onto the marble floor.

Lady Keqing was not impressed as she folded her arms. “You’d have to replace that, my lord.”

“Of course, I shall ask Liuyun Jiefeng Zhenjun to provide you with another.” He then shifted to face Childe. “Well then! You are free to go, but before that, I would like to apologise to you for the disrespect.”

Childe tilted his head and pinched his chin as if contemplating, before he immediately replied, “No, why should I? What will I receive in turn if I do accept your apology? Nothing– exactly. No, thank you.”

Hundreds of eyes were glaring at his back, if they stared any longer, Childe would be burnt to a crisp, like the one time Anthon left the fire on and accidentally charred the rice. Of course, his brother was scolded by Tonia, who put him in charge of making rice. She pulled him by the ear and stood next to him to watch as Anthon started to cook a new batch of rice.

Dijun made a blank face as if he didn’t expect it, but he instantly changed it back into his polite smile. If Childe wasn’t staring so intently at the Archon, he might have missed it.

“Well then, how about a tour of Liyue? You haven’t been long in this world, I assume. There’s a lot to see and shop in the land of commerce,” Dijun quickly regained himself and countered. His officials did not like the idea as they started to grumble and chatter again but stopped as their lord gave them an exasperated look. “What do you say?” he asked, sweetly, with that blinding smile and warm amber eyes.

Wait– why is he even thinking like that? Childe scolds himself in his mind.

“Fine. On one condition though,” he sighed. “You, Yanwang Dijun, the Lord of Geo, shall pay for everything.”

“It’s a contract.” Dijun looked pleased as he lightly nodded.

Cicadas hummed and a pleasant summer breeze passed by. Bubu Pharmacy was quiet and serene. Most of the employees were on a lunch break. Well, most being Qiqi. Herbalist Gui had to stay behind as Dr Baizhu was away from the harbour.

Someone pushed the door, causing the wind chime next to it to ring. An old man with his walking stick slowly shuffled towards the counter.

“Oh… Guai Yeye! Welcome!” Herbalist Gui greeted the old man with a wide smile.

“Long time no see, here again for your joints?” the youth asked, whilst placing measured doses of medicine into paper pouches and labelling them neatly with his inky brush pen.

“Good afternoon, young man, ahh yes yes. The usual please,” Lao Guai rasped. He coughed into his fist as his body shook. He looked around the pharmacy with keen eyes. Particularly at the herbal blends that had tags such as ‘great for stamina!’ or ‘no more back pain’.

Herbalist Gui nodded at the old man and twisted to face the wooden drawers, opening a few. He flips through the paper pouches with the names of the customers who’d receive them.

“Hmm…Not here.. Just a moment, Yeye.” The young man glanced back and promised to return soon, as he went into one of the staff-only rooms, and in a brief moment came out with a bright smile.

“Here you go, and that will be 850 mora.” He hands the medicine over to Lao Guai.

Lao Guai opened his mouth only to erupt in a coughing fit, once he calmed down he thanked Gui and paid him. Gui, however, looked at the old man with concern. He knew that the elderly had developed a nasty cough because of the ever changing weather recently, but instead of improving, whenever he met the old man, he seemed to get worse.

“Would you like me to pack you some expectorants for your cough? On the house, since you’re a regular.”

“Aiyah… I’d feel too bad for that, young lad… But who am I to deny free medicine?” Lao Guai’s eyes crinkled as he chuckled heartily. “That reminds me, would you mind packing a few of those back pain and stamina blends? Maybe it’ll help me a bit, my wife’s been complaining that I’m always crying about my back and lack of energy… If you know what I mean”

Gui hummed and grabbed the blends from the display shelves. “That will be 5000 mora in total.”

Lao Guai just drops a big pouch of mora on the counter. “Take this entire thing. Recently landed jackpot, you see. Think of it as advanced payment.”

The young man quirked his brow but he kept quiet and took the heavy pouch without complaint. He had seen plenty of things in this pharmacy, and this didn't even make him bat a lash. He just hopes that this elderly hasn’t taken an interest in gambling, otherwise he will make sure to inform his wife promptly.

He sends the man off with a wave and resumes work. Lunch break was probably over as Qiqi came back and placed her basket, filled with herbs, on the counter.

“Did you have your lunch, Qiqi?” Gui asked while grabbing the basket from where it was placed and carrying it back into the storeroom. He came back and sighed, plopping down on the chair in front of the little girl.

“Qiqi…ate…” she replied, in a slow manner; to which she received a soft pinch on the cheek.

“Gui is sad now– I thought we would eat lunch together,” he makes a comically sad face at her.

Now, Qiqi also frowns looking at Gui and gives him a pat on the shoulder. “Qiqi… Eat lunch with Gui… Tomorrow… Don’t cry.”

While Herbalist Gui and Qiqi were having a sweet moment, a lady in dark blue clothing sneaked in and rummaged through the cash counter. After finding whatever she was looking for, she grabbed the heavy pouch of mora and replaced it with the one hanging on her waist. Effortlessly, she tiptoed out of the pharmacy, unnoticed.

Author’s Notes for Chapter 3

I did not expect this chapter to be so dialogue heavy… I kind of feel that this was a bit crack and maybe a bit exaggerated? But I’m not sure. Sorry in advance if it is TT

[1] Handcuffs - With Fontaine’s release and all, I thought having proper metal handcuffs would be much better. Though I thought about the Millelith binding Childe’s arms with rope! But he’s too strong for that, so magic-strengthened metal handcuffs it is!

[2] Liuyun Jiefeng Zhenjun - Cloud Retainer’s CN name. The zhenjun part is a title, it means lord. Sorry, I won’t be using CR’s human/mortal name; Xianyun, even though it’s tempting and probably much easier, gotta keep the names consistent, since Rex Lapis goes by Yanwang Dijun.

[3] Ge - Short for Gege which stands for elder brother / big bro. Used for family members and close friends.

[4] Hooah - A type of greeting that soldiers use, it means everything and anything, except no. I always thought it was spelled as ‘hah’. You learn new things everyday.

[5] three Qixing ladies - Found out that Ganyu was not actually a Liyue Qixing member, as in the bigshot members who do the important work. She is their secretary :”D omg and I’ve been playing the game for the past 2 years now… I’m disappointed in myself, not that it’s a new thing.

[6] NPC Milleliths - They are actually in the game! Nope I didn’t make them up. The only made up characters were Luo Xiansheng and Lao Guai from the first chapter. Again, any names you’ll see in this fic are most likely in the game, unless I state otherwise in the A/N

[7] Devi Kusanali - Nahida’s title. I hate to use the “lesser lord lord Kusanali” thing so I just went with Devi (which means goddess).

[8] Spearhand - It looks like this.

[9] Yeye - Grandfather/grandpa

[10] Expectorant - A type of cough medicine that loosens up the mucus in your airway and helps the secretions to come out more easily through coughs.

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They/them, GN-reader, not proofread, sfw, reader has electro vision and is from Inazuma. Tiny bit of angst (kaeya), established relationship, kaeya gets turned into a kid by albedo on accident, no weird stuff happens I promise! I have recycled this from my wattpad genshin book bc i use that app to write down my ideas quickly lmao, I’m ranting again, pls enjoy this kaeya fluff!

'Oh...I don't think this was suppose to happen...' the Chief Alchemist of the Knights of Favonius rubs his chin as he looks down on the result of his latest experiment.

'M-Mister Albedo....what happened to Sir Kaeya?' Sucrose, his assistant, asks surprised and anxious at the same time.

'Please take him to Klee's room for a bit and put him on the bed. I will have to contact...his now caregiver...'

‘And he volunteerd?’

'Yes.'

'And you didn't think this would have had any consequences?'

'Well...I mean...every experiment has it's consequence-'

'It was a rhetorical question.' Y/n signs as they pinche the bridge of their nose. Instead of having a nice day off, their idiot of a boyfriend gave himself as a lab rat and now he has turned into a literal child! This feels illegal...

'I hope you're positive about being able to develop a cure for this within a day...'

'Of course, please make sure he stays safe until we have created a cure for him.' Albedo nods and he leaves the room with Sucrose, leaving them alone with the sleeping child. Perhaps they should ask Diluc if he still has the children clothes he and Kaeya used to wear. Fingers crossed he didn't throw them away.

'Kaeya...?' They kneel down beside the bed and carefully shakes the boy's arm to wake him up.

'Kaeya....?' They repeat and they sees his eyelid move, before it opens to reveal the beautiful deep blue iris with the starry pupil.

'Hey darling....' They greet him softly as he hums sleepily, blinking slowly and rubbing his eyes, before pushing himself up to sit.

'Where am I? Who are you?'

'You're in a room from the Knights of Favonius of Mondstadt. I'm Y/n, I always take care of you.'

'A-Are you my nanny...' they can tell he is a little nervous, yet oh so polite. He wasn't wrong when he told them people loved him as a kid, because he was so well-mannered.

'Please, just call me Y/n. No need to be formal with me, I'm not that old yet. And yes, I'm your nanny.' They chuckle and sit down beside him.

'Do you remember anything?'

'Not really...all I know is that I have...a brother and my dad.'

'Do you remember what he looks like?' They ask, trying to find out if he remembers his biological or adoptive father.

'He has long red hair and is very tall, he owns the Dawn Winery...so that would mean, that's my home!'

Oh Archons...

At least there is nothing wrong with his memory.

'I see...I'm happy your memory is still okay. Your dad asked me to take care of you since your brother is uhm...' this will be risky. But they can't tell him the truth or it will mess him up badly.

'Your brother went to Fontaine, as he needs to learn how to become a good knight in the future. Therefore he needs to know what's good and what's bad. And your father is busy with the tavern, but we could pay him a visit? We need to tell him you're okay after you hit your head when you were playing around Windrise, you scared me when you passed out. Luckily the healer told me you won't have any aftereffects.'

That's so evil...but they would love to see how Diluc is with kids as he is usually a very...stoic man.

'O-okay, but...can I hold your hand?'

'I'll carry you, it's not that far...but..' they grab a small cloak Albedo left them and hand it to little Kaeya.

'You have to wear this. Your dad doesn't want to risk people recognizing you. Otherwise they will touch you without permission and that is forbidden.'

'Oh....'

'They're not bad people...' they kneel before him, putting the cloak over his shoulders, before pulling the hood over his head.

'You are just too beautiful for people to believe that you're real.'

It's not a lie, but they can't risk people seeing him in this form, it will send him into confusion, but they don’t want him to have a panic attack as well.

'I-is it okay if I sleep on the way?' Kaeya asks as they have hoisted him on their back.

'Of course, if you're tired, you should always sleep. After all, a kid like you needs to sleep lots to be able to grow well.' They make sure he has the hood pulled over far enough, before leaving the headquarters as quietly as possible.

As soon as they’ve opened the tavern door, they are met by the winery owner, putting back some bottle and glasses.

'We're closed.'

'I have a problem.'

'What is it?' He asks and they nod towards the sleeping child on their back.

'He doesn't know about your dad...' they whisper and Diluc pulls the hood off to reveal a sleeping child Kaeya.

'The hell did you do to him?' He asks as he carefully takes the boy off their back to put him on an old couch.

'It was Albedo, he volunteered to be a lab rat and well...'

'The knights again.....'

'Just come here and I'll tell you what you need to do.'

They gesture for him to come to the bar and lean forward to whisper in his ear, telling him everything and anything they made up to avoid panic and confusion.

'Listen, he thinks you're your dad. He doesn't know anything. He has the memories of his twelve year old self, way before all of it happened. So please, don't make him panic...'

Diluc signs, shaking his head as he curses at the Knights for being so reckless and idiotic. But seeing little Kaeya reminds him of how close they were when they were younger. Glued to the hip, playing, sleeping, learning and exploring together. They were inseparable...until that one night...

'Listen, I-'

'Dad?' Kaeya's small voice interrupts Diluc and the red head looks down to see the kid has woken up again.

'You're awake, how are you feeling?'

'A little better...are you done with work?'

From a small distance, Y/n sees how Diluc's eyes have softened at the sight of little Kaeya and they have a small smile as they watches them interact.

'Dad? Since when did you shave?' Y/n almost chokes at the sudden question and covers their mouth to stop themselves from laughing.

'I shaved it when you were still asleep. Remember, I always leave at dawn.'

'Oh right...dad, when will Diluc come back?'

'Within a few weeks, Fontaine is quite far after all.'

'If you're done with work, we can go home, right?' Diluc looks from Y/n to Kaeya and back, making them just nod, telling him to just say yes and take him home.

'Why don't you go ahead with Y/n? I will finish cleaning and you can ask the maids to make your favorite food.' At that moment, Kaeya's stomach growls, making the boy smile sheepishly.

'I will dad, don't worry. I'll see you later.'

As Kaeya is getting ready to go to the Dawn Winery, Diluc leans over to Y/n who offers him her ear to listen.

'I'll send out a falcon to deliver a message to the staff so they're aware and won't spill anything. In the mean time, make sure you take your time getting there, stall him a little if you can.'

'I can't promise you anything, but I'll try to...' they mutter. Shortly after, they leave Mondstadt to walk to the winery and on their way, Y/n tries to get little Kaeya to trust them a little more as he is incredibly quiet. He has told them how he used to be such a shy person until he received his vision. Quite the turn of events...but perhaps becoming more confident meant protecting himself from noisy people. Because even though they've been together for a couple of years, he is still a mystery to them.

'M(x) Y/n, you have a vision right?'

'Yeah, I do. Why do you ask?' Kaeya suddenly stops walking and they stop as well to turn around with a questioning look.

'Because...Diluc also got his vision...but do you think I will get one too?' Oh no...

'Do you know what they say in Inazuma about visions?' They ask and kneel before him as he shakes his head.

'One's vision represents one's ambition. What they mean by that is, people with an ambition that appeals the gods will be granted a vision. The vision is suppose to be an aid for pursuing the said ambition.'

'But...how do you know your ambition? How do you find it?' They chuckle lightly and they take his hand to start walking again while Kaeya gives them a confused look.

'There are many ways you can discover your ambition. Your vision depends on your ambition. Let's say, an anemo vision. The god of anemo, Barbatos, is the god of freedom. To have a chance to obtain an anemo vision, your ambition must be to Barbatos' liking.'

'So how did you get your vision?'

'Me? I'm not sure. The Raiden Shogun is the god of eternity. But I'm not sure in what way my ambitions have anything to do with her desires. One day I was preparing to board the Crux Fleet to travel to Liyue. I was one of the Captain's Fleet protectors. I was simply enjoying the view at sea. When I was about to grab my food from my backpack, I found the electro vision.'

'Then what are your ambitions?'

They chuckle at his curiosity and they secretly wish his adult self would have maintained that curiosity. But sadly, nothing really impresses Kaeya that easily anymore. Even if he says it impressed him, his tone doesn't match his words.

'My ambitions...I just don't want to be lonely...but I like to be alone at the same time. The people I care about fall under my protection and I would do anything to prevent them from getting harmed.' As they spoke those words they have reached the Dawn Winery where they get greeted by the maids.

'M(x) Y/n, Young Master Kaeya, pleased to see you have returned in good health, we have already prepared Young Master Kaeya's favorite dish for dinner.'

'Fruity Skewers?! Woah, I haven't eaten those in a long time!'

'Well, how about you go and eat-'

'I'm back.' A heavy voice interrupts and both turn their heads to see Diluc entering the mansion as well.

'You're fast.'

'I was almost finished when you came in, so it was only a matter of time.'

'Dad, look! They made my favorite food!'

'I see, how about we go eat, hmm?' Something about Diluc acting like a dad makes him look more soft-spoken and happier. He is usually so stiff and...emotionless...

'I also received a letter addressed to you.' He hands Y/n a letter and they nod quietly as the takes it from him.

'You guys can start dinner, I'll be outside for a little while...taking care of some other stuff...'

Leaving the two to have some proper family time, they close the big door behind then and sit down on the stone fence to open up the letter, which is sealed with the Favonius symbol.

'They're quick...' they mumble as they read. Albedo has managed to make an antidote and it should be ready by tomorrow. So he is asking them to come to the headquarters so they can give it to Kaeya and get him back to his present self. As much as they love to see happy-go-lucky kid Kaeya and the way Diluc is treating him so warmly, it's not fair for kid Kaeya. At some point he'll have to find out everything, so it's best to go back to how things were and just hope that maybe, some day, the brothers will make up and become as close as they were once before.

They feed the falcon as a reward and rip a paper from their journal to write back a reply to the alchemist, stating that they will be there tomorrow around nine.

After sending the falcon back, they go inside again to join Diluc and Kaeya for dinner. Kid Kaeya is so different from his adult self. He did tell them what he was like as a kid, but seeing it with their own eyes makes them feel sad. If only he was still so bright and full of life as an adult as he was as a kid. To this day, all they know is that he turned to drinking to sooth his pain.

—

'So tomorrow he'll be back to normal again?' Y/n turns their head to see Diluc walk up to them as they are watching in de doorway over a sleeping Kaeya.

'Yes...'

'You're not happy?'

'I am...it's just sad to see him go back into hiding behind this mask...in the two years we've been together, not once did he show me real enthusiasm or any other emotion that wasn't related to him being confident and prideful....'

'Maybe talk to him about it?' They scoff at his suggestion. Since when did The Diluc Ragnvindr think talking was a good idea? He himself doesn't even like to talk!

'I will talk to him about it...if you start trusting people a little more.'

'I don't nee-'

'Yes, you do. Open up little by little. I saw the look on your face when you saw Kaeya being a kid....I know you want to find answers about your dad, but that doesn't mean you should close yourself off and assume every single person you meet will leave you.'

'But I don't...I don't find anyone interesting...'

'Jean.'

'Jean?'

'Yeah, Jean.' Diluc looks stupidly confused, almost making them laugh at his dumbfounded face. They have never seen anyone looking that lost. Let alone Mondstadt's most desired bachelor.

'You two would look pretty cute...'

'Shut up.'

'I'm just say-'

'You will not speak of whatever happened today, or I will personally throw you into one of Natlan's volcanos.'

'I would like to see you try.' He simply huffs in response, before leaving to do his usual Dark Knight Hero stuff and right before they are about to close the door, they hear sniffing from the bed and Kaeya's small voice.

'M(x) Y/n...?'

'Did I wake you?'

'No...I was just having a bad dream...'

'Do you want some water?' A moment of silence, before Kaeya responds shyly with a request.

'W-will you stay with me...?'

'If you want me to...are you scared?'

'Yes...Diluc used to always sleep next to me so the bad dreams wouldn't come. But now that he is away, they keep coming back...'

They sit down on the floor next to his bed to softly run their fingers through his hair, hoping for him to calm down and go back to sleep again.

'You're safe here, Kaeya. I promise.' So it appears he's been having these nightmares since childhood...

The way he asked for them to stay hasn't changed either...they remember, before they were dating, Kaeya would sneak into their room through the window to find comfort. They always ended up cuddling him to sleep. And whenever they were over at his place, he always asked them to sleep over so he could cling himself onto them, face buried in their neck. Apparently the perfume they always wear is calming to him.

—

'Y/n~' a voice sing songs playfully as someone is poking their finger against their cheek. They moan tiredly and peek carefully to see who is waking them.

'Why were you sleeping on the floor, love?' instead of a little kid, they see a grown Kaeya looking at them in amusement, knelt down beside then on the floor.

Upon realizing, they immediately pull him into a tight embrace, making him let out a laugh as he hugs them back just as tight.

'You idiot, what were you thinking, offering yourself to be Albedo's test subject?!'

'I thought it would be fun...but what happened? Why are we at the winery?'

'I'll tell you...once we get home..'

'What about Diluc, he's not back yet?'

'I am.' Both turn their heads to the door to see the red head having his arms crossed, looking like his usual cold self.

'Don't you guys have to be at the Favonius headquarters?' The second to last word spewed out like it was poison.

'Oh, right, we have to tell Albedo.'

'And here I thought I could have a nice breakfast-'

'We can get that at Good Hunter, now let's go you dumbass.' Y/n drags their boyfriend out of the winery, yelling a thank you to Diluc and when the door closes, the ex-cavalry captain has a small smile om his lips. At least Kaeya found someone who makes him happy and comforts him. Something he failed to do...

—

'Albedo!'

'M(x) Y/n and sir Kaeya...'

'He turned back to his old self over night! He seems fine so I don't think the cure is needed.'

'That's a relief. At least we have an antidote in case something similar happens again.' They then turn to Kaeya with their hands on their hips, giving him a heavily displeased glare. He isn't scared of many things and his partner is normally their usual confident, smart , cute — and in the back of his mind, pretty damn sexy — self. But the glare he is receiving now is giving him goosebumps in fear.

'And you...' they begin, their eyes now turning purple. 'You get three seconds to run, before I hunt you down and throw you into the Cider Lake off Mondstadt's highest point.'

'3...'

'I gotta go!'

'2...'

'I swear it won't-'

'1...'

'Bye-'

The two zoom out of the lab, leaving both Albedo and Sucrose a little perplexed.

'Is that how relationships work?' The Chalk Prince asks curiously at which his assistant quickly shakes her head, cheeks tinted pink.

'No, no, this is only how sir Kaeya and m(x) Y/n's relationship works. Not every couple is like that!'

'Hmm...interesting.'

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I always love Twst and Genshin collab. So, what are your thoughts about Azul meeting Ayato? I can't and won't get enough of them, help!!! And... What will Jade do and become in Teyvat?

Heyoooo hihiiii thanks for the request and I'll be taking both of them! Anybody else up to ask more stuff? No?

Anyway

Ayato came to Liyue for a meeting with the Qixing. Inazuma had opened up, thanks to the resistance, the Shogun's change of heart, the Traveller. It would only make sense to meet up with the neighbouring country and discuss the reopening of Inazuma.

It was... Almost a bliss that people in Liyue do not recognise him, especially when he walks along the Liyue streets incognito, just to have a feeling of streets that would not clear when he passed by. Jewellery, trading, food... All the shops, they blend into each other, a bustling city of everyone wanting to make their mark. He made sure to check every single one of them, their specialties, what potential they could bring.

At last, he reached a shop at a corner. A clean blue and purple sign on standard red walls. "Mostro Trading. Operating hours: 5pm-1am"

Mostro? That doesn't sound like a local name. Probably a souvenir shop. He opens the door of frosted glass and coral to a simple, minimalist waiting area, a room and counter, decorated by just a few beautiful corals. It's empty for now, in the early evening. The shop's business is usually more active at night.

"Welcome to my humble shop, sir."

A young man with already grey hair steps out from the single room in the shop. "You do not seem like a local.

"Neither do you, good sir." The young man walks a little closer. "You seem tired and afraid. The eyebags under your eyes..."

"I have had a very busy schedule these few days. "

"I see. Would you like a pick-me-up?"

"Hm?"

"I have been formulating an energiser made with herbs from different countries. Natlan, Mondstadt, Inazuma..."

"Sir, how did you obtain the materials from Inazuma?"

"Ahahahaha... A partner of mine. Good sir, you have a lot of questions."

The bespectacled young man opens a drawer full of purple bottles. "They even come with a schedule organiser, if you need one. Of course, none of this is free. Oh, no need for the mora."

This man... He is very intriguing.

"What's your price then?"

"I would just like your name and a picture of you with the drink. Very simple, no? You are a rather handsome foreigner. Surely a picture of you would boost my sales. If you agree, there is no need to sign a contract for you. We can do it now."

As Ayato leaves with a small bag of tonics, having given just his name and a picture, his curiosity of the young man just slowly builds up. His offer was genuine. The enthusiasm in his voice when he was talking about the energiser, it meant he had put hard work into genuinely making this tonic. Ayato did not speak much during this entire thing. It would be unwise to provoke the merchant so quickly. Those grey eyes... they have seen something far away.

Perhaps he might come back again. He would serve as a worthy ally.

Read below for Jade entering Teyvat!

Life without Azul in NRC... it gets boring.

Both Jade and Floyd agreed on it. Even though he is a mere octopus who learned powerful magic out of spite, the two have gone to grow attached to him, somewhat.

But then he disappeared without a trace. Mostro Lounge without him carrying the mood slowly decreased in customer traffic. Fellow Octavinelle students engaged in search parties for him, but none bore fruit. Crowley appeared to waver from his usual... grating personality, with both Yuu and Azul, two housewardens, gone. Of course, Yuu was not that much of a problem, considering they always pop in and out of NRC, and yet pretending they were always stuck here.

Down alone in the room where all his contracts used to be stored, Jade silently cleaned the desk. It was dusty and empty, except for one glowing torn book page. Classic Azul, leaving pieces of paper on his table. The torn book page had a strange spell inscribed on it, though. All he could recognise were 3 letters.

“Yuu”

Did Azul really miss Yuu that much? Jade picks up the page to submit it as a possible clue-

All strength from his limbs were snatched away as his eyes shut from overwhelming fatigue. HIs limp body falls onto the-

Soft grass.

Jade slowly opened his eyes.

He was lying on a bed of grass, sakura blossoms gently falling down, a small red shrine on one end, a bridge on another. A strange, beautiful sight.

“are you alright? sir?”

A blonde head comes into view. Someone helps lift him up to his feet. It was a young lady, with messy blonde hair and orange clothes, and a big red ribbon at her back.

“where am I...”

“I saw you faint over there. are you alright?”

Her bright orange eyes sparkled with concern.

“Who are you... where is this place...”

“I’m Naganohara Yoimiya! Just call me Yoimiya. You don’t look Inazuman. How are you even here? The Sakoku Decree hasn’t been lifted.”

The Jade Leech who always had something carefully thought out to say... could not think of anything to say. Is this a dream? Is this some prison where Azul is trapped inside?

“Nor do you look like someone from any other country, maybe a hint of Fontaine... Are you a traveller from another world? I have a friend like that!”

“Yes. Yes I am. I am stuck in this world after a mishap.” Finally, something for him to build on. “I don’t know anything about this place. Or customs or... anything.”

“A fish out of water. I assume you don’t have a place to stay?”

“No, miss.”

“It’s okay! I have a free room at my house, since I assume you don’t have any money to rent a room in an inn. I can introduce you to everything you need to know about Inazuma.”

This truly is a different world.

Nobody would help a stranger at the road with weird clothing where he came from. They would have avoided him, ignored him. Unlike the bright young lady rattling off information about this place called Inazuma, giving him a place to stay for now, to a stranger. With a sparkle in her eyes. Nobody at Night Raven College would do that, and it’s better not to ask help from Royal Sword Academy students who would probably do that.

“Of course, you are not getting this for free.”

And here comes the price.

“Do you have experience in sales and trading and stuff like that?”

“Oh, I am good with them, miss.”

“Good! You can help me by doing some advertising and trading! You can even earn some money to start your own business.”

And so, in his early days, Jade helped Yoimiya do some trading and sales as compensation for Yoimiya giving him a room to stay. At some point, he got enough money and managed to set up a little secret trading route between Liyue and Inazuma. At first, it was just to allow Yoimiya to sell even more fireworks, as gratitude for her help to the traveller who fainted in the Inazuman outskirts. But he started selling more things. Inazuman specialities, herbs, precious items. Merchants in Liyue and Inazuman partners alike benefitted a lot from it (especially a certain grey haired merchant we met before).

The rather loud goldfish lady grew on him, and an unlikely friendship started. Jade would sometimes stop Yoimiya from rambling on nonstop to unsuspecting customers, and sometimes the two of them would set up large, loud fireworks outside the city and revel in the beautiful, organised chaos.

Just like the way that he and Floyd would set up mischief and chaos back in school.

How is he, all alone... without his brother...

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