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ellitx · 3 months
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Pussy Drunk | Venti x Reader
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warnings: fem!reader, nsfw content ahead
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A warm sensation, trickling wet and warm breath, was what woke you up. You could hardly see in this dark room, with only the faint light from your window being the source, but you could see a dark tousled hair and hear faint hums.
You tried to focus your sight in this dark but once again found that there was something between your legs. That, and your moans had increased since your brain had finally awoken from its deep slumber.
Then your eyes opened fully. You immediately shut them, feeling embarrassed by what you were seeing.
Were you dreaming? Perhaps, but it felt too real to be a dream. A tongue was pushed inside your pussy and you moaned deeply. The other hand found its way to your breast and began kneading it slowly.
You recognized those hands, the way he’d reach up to your chest and fondle them yet you forced yourself to shut your eyes tightly. Venti continued eating you out, moving his face closer to yours until you felt him biting your clit. He must have taken off your panties because now you felt the cool air coming from outside.
And then he lifted his head and looked into your eyes as he smiled wickedly. “The princess finally woke up,” he said with a hint of teasing tone in it.
It was difficult to look at him in the eyes when there were your juices staining his lips and dripping on his chin. He licked his lips, savoring your taste before diving back to his haven.
“Don’t mind me. I was just getting my daily dose of you,” he whispered against your weeping sex. “Did you know you taste so good?” His blunt question made you red, warm, and hot at the same time, you deliberately convulsed.
You didn’t reply but a whimper. Venti smirked and trailed his fingers down your belly to your dripping lips.
He gave it a quick lick before shoving two fingers inside your cunt. You tried to hold back, you wanted him to do it properly but he already seemed too lost in his own pleasure.
“Hmm,” he moaned. “Could do this all day to you, princess.” He thrust his fingers in and out while he lapped your insides. You held onto his head, squirming and shivering and he opened your legs wider to get more access which allowed him to run his tongue upward across your slit—filling his mouth once again with your intoxicating taste.
Reaching your clit, he swirled his tongue around it several times before giving it the light-sucking motion he knew would drive you absolutely crazy.
Not slowing down, he pulled his head back slightly and began to truly eat you out, his tongue flicking over your folds in rapid succession. At the same time, his two fingers deep inside you curled to stimulate your G-spot while his tongue attacked your clit. Venti was determined to make you cum like crazy, to drive you completely insane in a fog of pure pleasure.
Your moans turned loud and louder, your breaths short and ragged. Your climax was almost here, your body trembling.
“Venti…I’m gonna cum!” you gasped as the orgasm hit you. You arched your back, forcing your body forward as your legs gripped Venti’s head.
Venti ravaged you like a madman, leaving no drops behind as he drank all of them. The noisy slurps, the moans vibrating against you, his fingers digging into your skin— it was all too much. You gripped the bedsheets and buried your face in the pillow.
To be woken up like this startled you but that orgasm felt too good. You were so warm and hot, that not even the night breeze was enough to cool your burning post-orgasm body.
But you’re too sheepish to admit it to him, more so to beg and ask him to ravish you more until you won’t feel your legs anymore. 
He cleaned up your juices with his tongue before covering your lips in kisses. “You’re so delicious, angel,” he murmured between your thighs as he licked his way up. His hands roamed over your curves, tracing each contour, enjoying the sensation of your soft skin against his fingers. 
“Look at me,” though a mess, you hear him faintly. “Look at me, [Name].” He repeated and so you obliged reluctantly, meekly gazing at him below you. You saw his face as his breathing calmed, calm despite the fact he spent minutes on you— probably even hours— and was probably exhausted from lack of sleep.
His gaze went back to your eyes and he let go of your thighs, letting his arms drop to his sides. He crawled over you and lifted your shirt until it rested above your chest.
You shivered from the cool air hitting you, your breasts now in their glorious bareness to him. Venti stroked them gently and moved lower until he reached your core. With one long finger, he dipped into you and you cried out.
“There, there…that feels so good. Let’s see if we can make it feel even better,” he teased you. He slid his finger inside, rubbing around your walls and feeling your inner muscles spasm. Your breathing became heavier and harder as your arousal built up.
He continued, moving his finger deeper each time. He bit your shoulder hard enough to leave marks but he didn’t stop, he simply intensified it. “Gods, you are so fucking cute,” he muttered as he nipped your earlobe.
You moaned, hiding your face in the crook of his neck while you wrapped yourself around him. He softly kissed your jaw, littering it with small kisses and bites, then he traveled downwards to your chest, treating them the same as before but with an added groping and squeezing from his free hand.
With one finger, he circled your nipple and took it between his lips. They puckered instantly at his rough kiss, another moan escaped your lips.
Licking and sucking every inch of them, he teased your nipples constantly switching one to another. He sucked them firmly, tugging lightly while his fingers worked in and out of your slick pussy. The pleasure was building and building, the knot in your tummy beginning to tighten the further he stimulated you.
Venti’s voice was husky, full of lust. “You don’t know the things you do to me,” he groaned when he felt your insides flexing in his fingers. “Sleeping beauty will never sleep again.”
You tightened your grip around his hips, moaning as he circled your sensitive bud. “You love this, right? Love what I’m doing to your body?” he asked, watching you intently as he switched to your other breast.
A soft cry escaped your lips. You couldn’t speak. All you could do was pant and gulp for air as your body racked with tremors. You screamed when he moved his fingers faster and harder in your gummy walls, opening and motioning them in every possible way he could think to reach your depths.
You held onto his shoulders for dear life, tears streaming from your eyes as you cried his name. “Ven—Venti— oh! Hah… Hmm, good. S’good...”
You babbled every praise your poor head could think of amidst these lust-filled thoughts. You crave more of him, more of his mouth and his hands; you want his dick inside of you, pumping away to your clit until you have a mind-blowing orgasm that leaves you limp and helpless on the bed.
Venti kept going, his fingers thrusting into you again and again as his tongue continued to lap, swirl, and lick. The words coming from your lips died off, turning instead to a constant, vibrating moan as your body shook from orgasm after orgasm.
Sweat dripped down on Venti’s forehead. His whole body ached and his limbs were numb. But he didn’t stop moving. He went faster, harder, until you were in a toe-curling state of pleasure from merely his mouth and fingers.
Until you coat his fingers with your cum.
Until he eats and drinks and gulps down all of your womanly essence.
Until his dick throbbed in his shorts from arousal, hardening and dripping with pre-cum.
Until he could fill you with his seeds till the end of the day.
Oh, to turn you in this kind of state is an achievement only he could succeed. In the end, he couldn't help but revel in the satisfaction of his sweet angel begging for the great reverie of her beloved archon.
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cerberuscaeli · 1 year
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I've been watching celebrities react to thirst tweets and now I can't stop thinking how 4NEMO would react if they got thirst tweets? So, I kinda brain rotted about this one?
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Like I can see Kazuha being all polite about ut yet flustered as he subtly and politely declines the words in the tweets and is like "We should not choke someone with my thighs, that's not nice. But I wouldn't mind giving you a hug." He'd be like too nice? Taking them as compliments and he's just pure and innocent? And get asked for an interview with puppies instead, even getting a part 2 of "Interviewing Kazuha while he plays with puppies."
And I feel like Venti would just die from laughter right then and there? He'd be choking on air as he reads thrist tweet after tweet, giving up on staying calm and collected as he snorts and almost pees his pants from laughter as they are so crazy and some cringy and he just straight up enjoys it, maybe even too much that he'll surely be asked for a part 2.
Heizou would be the one that playfully quips back on it in a flirty tone, acting as if he is going to make notes. This boy is enjoying it way too much, literally asking to read more, wanting the worse ones that might have to be fully cut out of all the videos. He'd totally would be giving more fuel for more thirst tweets and fans having to bully the channel for more Heizou reading thirst tweets. Probably even trying to not so subtly provoke for more. Boy knows he has the charms, is handsome and has many fans wrapped around his finger and it only boosts his ego.
Xiao. Poor Xiao. He would turn so red, stutter over his words and be so hesitant to read each tweet, constantly anxious about how bad the next one will be. And the team spared him, tried to find the ones that were okay, like that weren't too much for Xiao's poor heart to handle, but in fact, none of them were okay? Like Xiao's fans nonstop thirst over him tbh I would do it too and all he wants is to just sink through the floor as he reads them, hoping he could vanish in smoke. Trying to comprehend what is going on as he visibly regrets every decision he has made in his life that had him end up here. But getting all flustered when tweets with compliments come in between those thirsty ones. Xiao for sure would never want anything to do with any thirst tweet at all. Jean literally has to save this poor boy from under the blankets he'll be hiding under for the rest of his life /jk
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vvindblume · 1 year
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nsfw utc. mdni.
okay but his babygirlified waist
man is so tiny and fits into everyone’s hands tbh
and also can we talk about his corset
when you’re taking it off for him and he’s already pretty needy please tease him with every single slide of your finger across his back he will go feral
the left side of his shorts are actually open so when he takes his shirt off his skin is right there
thigh-highs are a must for this man like there is no way he’s being topped without them on istg
last but not least his thighs
need i say any more? squish them while doing foreplay pleeasseee— man will beg to get them marked with hickeys as well 💀 might even offer a performance in exchange as a joke
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bahbzxxx · 1 year
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A Barbz Brainrot~🤍
Still thinking about Venti and a composer/performer windblume ngl~🎶
Maybe you meet him at the Irodori festival, later at night at Ritou, a light and pleasant breeze enveloping you as you sit on the dock, facing the sea. Most people have turned in for the night except for you and a most peculiar green clad bard who had caught you humming to yourself, notebook and pen in hand, trying to create a melody to accompany the harmony you had composed.
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"I don't think I've seen someone write music without a lyre in ages! Ehe..." He chuckles, you trying to compose yourself and be rid of the bright pink dust on your cheeks. It's surprising how you managed to not fall into the water.
"Uhm, yes! Yeah, I'm not...I'm not that good with a-a lyre...to be honest?" You say awkwardly to the stranger with pretty braids and a flower you don't think you've seen before in his hair.
"Aha...I'm just messing with you. But if you've ever stepped foot in Mondstadt..."
He gives you a cheeky smile and takes out a lyre, prettier than you had thought one could be.
"You'd know exactly what I mean."
"So I take it you're from Mondstadt?" You ask, already able to match his energy for some reason.
He daintily strums the lyre, his face turning into a posh smirk. "Guilty as charged."
As you laugh softly into your hand, you take more notice of his features. You could have sworn you could have seen him before...
"So!" He announces as he plops down right beside you. "What's a little poet like you doing all alone out here? It may not seem like it, but the night is still so young!"
"Oh...no no no, I'm not a poet, see, this is just a bunch of nonsense and vomit in the form of what I like to call "lyrics." You anxiously giggle, already alert of his emerald eyes dangerously eyeing up the journal stuffed with sheet music in your lap with a growing chaotic excitement.
"I-im also a bit shy when it comes to performing and the like, so..."
"Why? You've got one of the most beautiful voices I've heard since I've been here! And trust me-there is way too much talent here."
Your heart skips a beat.
"But I wasn't even-"
"Don't be silly, humming counts." He says sing-songingly.
"Well, I- uhm, thank you, Mr. Bard." You finally give in, a small blush dusting your cheeks.
"Ah, that's more like it." He sighs with a relaxed smile on his face.
...
He looks at you expectantly, knowing what you're going to ask him.
"I'm sure your voice is lovely too! Uhm... Mr...Bard...uhm... Wouldnt you prefer if I called you anything else?"
"Other than the 3x winner of 'Best Bard of Mondstadt?" He can't help but laugh at how your mouth forms an o shape.
He leans over and props his elbow on his knee, raising his eyebrows dramatically. "You, Cecelia, may call me "Venti."
He leans a little closer, shoulder to shoulder with you, and gives dramatic jazz hands. "Venti the Bard..."
You try to do the jazz hands along with him, but you just can't help but look at him in awe. Was he bluffing? Sure he was kind of flamboyant, but...
"Allow me to soothe your troubled mind~a Cecelia is a flower from Mondstadt...personally my favorite, but..."
You're still staring at him, kinda confused.
"ah, I see." He smiles. "A flower is a plant that grows out of the ground! It's got pretty peeetaals, and steeemmms, and-"
You lightly bop him on his head so his hat falls slightly over his face. "Not that!"
He fixes up his hair as he smiles goofily at you. "I'm just messing with ya!"
"it's just that your...are you actually..."
"What? Don't trust me?"
"No, no! I-"
"I'll have you know that I have a multitude of compositions to my name, thank you very much!" He playfully yells, whipping out some sort of book and flipping the pages so they all brush against your nose. You crinkle your nose and close your eyes, trying to stifle your giggles. Who even is this person?
"Here. Hold my lyre for a moment." He says, plopping his pretty lyre in your lap softly before thoroughly digging through his music.
"Mein Frühlung is a dear thing, but she's seen some things. Feel free to play a little bit! Go on! We've a performance in a while, she needs a good warm up."
"Why so late?" You ask, letting your fingers delicately grace the strings of the lyre.
"I told you. The night is still is still so young. Taverns are thriving, and the locals have not even had an ounce of their fair share of Mondstadt music."
"I suppose that makes sense. Also isn't tonight one of the nights where performers get free drinks or can at least guarantee someone's gonna buy a drink for them?"
"Oh! That's even better...hehehe..." The Bard recalls deviously as he seems to have located the music he was looking for.
"Alright, cecelia~ I'm gonna prove to you that I can make pretty music too, just like you~"
"I don't doubt you, "Mr Venti the Bard." You giggle as you look at the music now laying in your lap. He takes the lyre from you, and then already looks prepared to play.
"Ready?!”
You look back up at him as he adjusts himself to the key. “Wait, what?!!!”
He huffs. “Well, how will you know if you like my music if you haven’t sung it?”
“But-“
“And it’s a dueeettttt~”
“Wait, really?”
“Sure is, silly! Now… top or bottom? Both voice parts are closer in range to each other, but the top is definitely the main melody for most of the song. Personally I think you could go either way, but I kind of want your voice to stand out…”
You giggle, still in disbelief that he’s actually getting you to sing. “Okay, fine~ I’ll take the melody. It looks quite pretty.”
He smiles warmly and doesn’t waste time in playing a delicate intro to his piece.
The first verse belongs to him-his voice catches you off guard with how smooth and soft it is. There was something so unique about it too. You had heard so many male performers with beautiful voices, but there was just something so different about Venti’s. It was almost as if it were the wind itself-so innocent and free, yet it knew all the secrets of the world. Before you can get too lost in the beauty, his eyes lock with yours, cueing you in.
Now it’s his turn to hear your gift. You’re sight-reading~ he knows this. It doesn’t phase him one bit when your voice is a bit shakey. He doesn’t understand how you could be so nervous with a beautiful and consistent voice like yours. It’s so distinct, but just fits perfectly. Something about it resonates with him…but he’s going to contain his excitement so he doesn’t ruin your flow.
When your voices meet in the chorus, it’s a dance. Two beautiful voices intermingling and breathing life your waltz, only supported by a harmony of arpeggiated chords on the lyre. When you repeat the chorus one last time, the bard decides to play the chords together-one reason being variety, the other just being…it feels right.
The last chord settles, and all you can do is look into the bards eyes. You had no idea someone could sing like that…even with such a simple song, he put so much life into it.This clearly wasn’t a gig just for money, or a silly title like “Best Bard of Mondstadt” to him.
“Well, what do you say?” He says, cocking his head. “Is it worth my title?”
“That was so pretty…how did you make that all by yourself?”
He chuckles. “Well, I can’t take all the credit…your voice truly is something, my dear.”
You put your hands on your cheeks. “Oh please… even then, I didn’t write it!
“What’s that supposed to mean?” He asks, gently strumming his lyre.
“I mean-“
“Ah. You’ve never played a lyre. I’d love to teach you!”
“That’s not what I meant…but wait, you’d do that?”
He puts a friendly arm around your shoulder, and you allow him to pull you slightly closer.
“Of course I would! You’re already clearly a talented musician, so it wouldn’t be too much trouble-just a lot of dedication on your part.”
He takes your hand with his free hand and inspects it. “And you’ve got some good hands, by the way. They would be perfect for lyre playing.”
You blush deeply, eyes widening at the out of pocket compliment. “Uhm, thank you!”
“So, how would I repay you? I’m far from rich, but I’ll do anything to return your kindness!”
He smiles cheekily, his cheeks turning slightly red. “Ehe~”
“Mr. Venti the Bard?”
“So…first of all, may I have your name? We’ve a deal to strike.”
“Oh dear…”
“Come on, come on! You just said…” he says.
“It’s (y/n).” You respond with a huge nervous smile. With this bard, he could be asking anything.
He takes your hands in his. “Well, fair (y/n)… in exchange for me taking you under my wing, would you be willing to do me a few favors from…time to time?”
You still are smiling, eyes now closed. “What type of favors?”
“Ehe~”
Archons help me.
“So… remember that performance I was talking about?” He asks, twirling his braid in his fingers.
“Yes…you were referring to you and you’re lyre, right?”
He just smiles. It’s a very pretty smile.
“Right?”
He raises his eyebrows.
“Oh archons, I should have known!” You say, laughing nervously into your hands.
“Please (y/n)? I promise, I know what a beautiful voice is. I’ve been there and done that, I have a lot of experience! More than you would think!” He begs. He gently takes your hands back into his own.
“I’m gonna mess it up…”
“No you’re not! And even if you do, nobody has a clue. Only me. And I think the performance has much more to do with quality rather than memorization and using the score as a script…okay?”
“Pretty please?”
“Promise you won’t get mad?” You ask shyly.
He holds out his pinkie to you. “I promise.”
The deal was made, and he instantly pulls you up with him and links his arm with yours.
“I’m so happy you’ve decided to join me!” He says, beaming. “Now let’s go!”
"Its now?
“Archons help you…”
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sl33py-day · 1 year
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BRAIN ROT AGAIN!!!
Venti with a reader who is the reincarnation of his dead friend, the nameless bard.
Imagine Aether going to talk to Venti and decide to bring M/n with him because he found you while walking to meet with Venti.
While Aether and Venti are talking you stick your head out from behind Aether to see who he was talking to and lo and behold it’s venti.
In this case Venti will stop talking and ask Aether who is behind him and when he says it’s his friend M/n you wave at him hello while giving him a closed eyes smile. When you asked who he was he said he was a bard that sings and write poems.
When you handed him an apple and asked if he would like it he took it with a smile. You told him you loved Apples and your favorite juice was apple juice! There’s something in common with the two of you!
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No yandere at the moment, sorry! Have a good day and see you all another time!
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flumphulous · 1 year
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new thought: venti and me having a picnic in the big tree (like actually on the branches) and literally just drinking dandelion wine and eating the milk bread I baked
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blue3mo · 2 years
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He'll eat you out in your sleep and wake you up just like that. Don't blame him, your pussy taste amazing and he's just pussydrunk off of it! He just loves when you squeeze your legs around his head and buck your hips to his tongue. He adores when you pull him closer to your sopping cunt. He'll lap and suck on your cunt until your overstimulated and can't even remember how many times you came. He'll fucking eat you out like a starved man who hasn't eaten in months and grind and thrust his hips onto the fucking mattress so he can also feel some friction. You just taste that good that he can't even pull away from your overstimulated pussy until his face is all covered in your sticky white cum all over his face :((
—— DILUC, Aether, Venti, CHILDE, Kazuha, GOROU, KAVEH, Tighnari, Wanderer, Cyno
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ixiot-ghostrebel · 3 months
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Hi! Finally able to request. I really enjoy your work!
Can you try a creator who use their power through music (like singing or playing instrument) in an Imposter-AU with the Archons? (The voice of the Creator is heard as the sound of nature like wind or water, though. No one knows their true voice)
Thank you so much.
🎄Merry Christmas🎄
Welcome @peaceindreams ! I'll see what I can do with Your Request :D
Also VERY LATE Merry Christmas—I'm writing this a few days after Christmas.
Archons Realize Reader is a MUSICIAN WOAHHH
To be honest, you were kinda just minding your business when the Archons found you and your ever-singing glory.
They SHOOKETH so good job! Let's nitpick at their reactions! >:)
(Warning: Might be OOC!)
Venti
Wisp boi HELLA SHOOKETH. But he also happi boi so good job!
Wants to hear your voice sing and not the wind just continues to gently smack his face. Don't get him wrong, he's probably the only one who can actually listen and understand and compute with what you're singing, but like he really wants to hear your actual voice. He thinks it'll be such a treat!
"Your Graceee...Is there a way to let these humble gods hear your voice? Pleaseee? This bard will make a ballad about it and the world shall start spewing about it right after!~ Hehe, it'll be a big hit, one as grand as your visage!"
He really wants to hear you sing now. Good luck explaining that you got no control over dis :)
Zhongli
GRANDPA ABSOLUTELY SHOOKETH. But he finds it pleasant to see that you're having fun and enjoying your time in Teyvat.
Unlike the airhead beside him, he cannot understand what you are singing, and he feels kinda disappointed that he can't enjoy it too. He would share the memory—
Ahem, anyways. Loves it, 100%. Bro's a huge supporter even though he legit has, like, zero comprehension of the situation. He's also giving Venti some bombasic side-eyes.
"Your Grace, please do not be pressured by this wind god. While it would be a stunning blessing, do NOT feel like you owe us anything." You know those memes where like, one person is forcing someone's head to bow while they bow to apologize to whoever got offended? Yeah, it's that one meme except it's Zhongli making Venti bow for his idiocy.
Grandpa wants to hear your voice fr this time, but bro's not gonna force it upon you. Grandpa will, nevertheless, share the memory over osmanthus wine, because "Osmanthus wine tastes the same as I—"
Ei
Raiden Ei, Raiden Ei...I honestly think she feels like she doesn't DESERVE to hear you sing. Like, she feels like she just intruded on your personal space and she crossed some sort of line.
But the wind's pleasant and all of the surrounding area is practically glowing as you sing. Your voice practically carries throughout the place, becoming the nature, the water, the wind, everything.
"Your Grace, you need not heed to the request at all. We are more blessed to be in your presence enough." As much as she's getting more and more used to the present times of Teyvat, she's still kinda stuck in her ways a little. She still thinks of you highly and does not let her beliefs falter.
She really doesn't think she deserves to hear your voice, but she is also very curious. Never wants to push though because she's old-school.
Puppet Shogun looking at this and going "This will be forever engraved in eternity" as Ei is shaking the Puppet Shogun by the shoulders like "NO, WE SHOULD NOT BE HEARING THIS WHAT KIND OF PROGRAM ARE YOU ON I DID NOT PROGRAM YOU LIKE THIS—"
All in all? Mental crisis! :D
Nahida
Cute god loves you! She loves how the flowers bloom, how the wind flows, how the water speaks—not even analogies can describe the amazingness of it all!
She's grinning so wide with such wholesome-wide eyes, like an actual child discovering music for the first time or smth ykwim? IT'S ADORABLE IS WHAT I'M TRYING TO SAY.
"Your Grace...is it possible if we could see this more? You don't have to, of course, but this is really amazing!" She's practically GLOWING with excitement and nervousness. While Nahida wants to hear you sing and see you enjoying your time, she doesn't want to push boundaries!
Safe to say, she'll support whatever your answer will be!
Furina
Girl's flabbergasted. She thinks she might have been sent to both celestia and hell because it was hard to compute whether she was trespassing or if she was being blessed.
Furina is utterly speechless to how your voice alone commands presence and power without even needing to try so hard. Anyone, absolutely anyone, can tell you are truly the Almighty Creator.
Though she's retired from being the Hydro Archon, she still has the slight dramatic flare she has had for 500 years. And she's got to say, she absolutely loved your performance!
"Your Grace, if I could humbly suggest a request on the behest of the follow archons beside me." Furina dramatically bows a little. "May we be humbled by your presence, and continue to gaze upon our unfathomed eyes of what a real god can truly do in the likes of the world? I'm sure this will bring many beautiful pieces of art—be it music, visual arts, dramatic arts, and so on!" Girlie doesn't realize she made a beautiful monologue about your singing on the spot, but one thing's for sure—she loves you and you singing, even if her ears can't understand it. It was still a beautiful piece.
After all, she was the All-Powerful Hydro Archon before she retired. She knows power and art when she sees it, and you bypass all forms of mortal concepts. You're practically her favorite musician!
Please grace her—I mean them—with your singing! It's too beautiful to miss!
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Ghost Rebel Side Notes: I am SAD I couldn't finish this when it was still AROUND CHRISTMAS SOBBING, but I hope y'all like this post, though! Hopefully my next post won't take too long—but I'm not gonna say anything because rn I'm EATING those words up like it's for breakfast lol—I'll see you all next time :)
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sarahsartistportfolio · 10 months
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Ok some SAGAU thoughts because I have brainrot and just need to get this out of my head 18+ please no minors interact with this
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so I've read from some other fans that they headcannon(?)/fantasize that the goddess(you) your emotions effect Teyvat and the people around you and I really really love that idea. I also really really love the idea that when you're feeling needy/aroused your followers can feel that too from just being in proximity to you. Imagine you're sitting there gazing out a window or trying to read a book zoning out, all you can think about is getting fucking rawed. But you mange to keep a poker face on. And in comes your fave. They could feel your arousal rolling off you all day. As they approach you, their skin heats up, their cheeks flush and thoughts of you in all kinds of positions race through their mind.
They ask in a shaky voice "You-Your Grace? If I may offer myself up to you?"
"What" Their voice snaps you out of your fantasy, you turn to them looking puzzled.
"If you're feeling lonely my Grace, I would be happy to keep you company. I would be more than happy to satisfy you."
Their face is completely flushed, their heartbeat racing, they need to touch you, need to be close to you, need to see you quivering with pleasure.
It hits you what they're hinting at. You rise from your chair, furiously blushing, avoiding their eye contact.
"No, no I'm fine. I can take care of myself."
You start to leave the room as you hear their trembling voice call out to you.
"Wait your Grace! Its no trouble for me at all. I can relieve you!"
They desperately find themselves at your door late at night. They close their eyes and revel in your soft sounds as you pleasure yourself. You are the goddess of Teyvat, with thousands of admires who would be more than willing to share your bed. To please you til the morning, to satisfy you til your legs give out.
Your fave finds themselves sinking against your door, palming themselves through their pants. Their other hand pathetically grasps at your door, wishing it was them in there pleasuring you. It should be them bringing you, their goddess, over the edge over and over again.
Maybe its ok to be a little selfish and take them up on their offer?
So sorry for this nonsense I'm horny 😢
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idyllic-affections · 5 months
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taking their picture.
summary. taking the picture of various genshin and hsr characters.
trigger & content warnings. none applicable.
tropes, pairings, fic length, & other notes. fluff. pantalone & reader, baizhu & reader, venti & reader, dan heng & reader, himeko & reader. 0.5k words. no gendered pronouns used for reader (you/yours).
author's thoughts. no thoughts today. only vibes (<- is feeling unwell). i hate the 2nd person pov but it's the easiest one to use in this format HELP
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pantalone isn't a fool, really. he's impossibly perceptive, even if it may not outright seem that way, especially on the days where he appears to be functioning on autopilot. he is no fool. he knows that something is going on when you seem to sneak around a bit more one day... and the click of a camera only confirms his suspicions. he can only smile fondly at your antics as he turns towards you, saying, "if you so desperately wanted a picture of me, dear, all you had to do was ask." he doesn't mind much, though. being the man he is... it's something he's used to, but he finds it to be sweeter when it's you taking his picture.
baizhu knows what you're doing, much like pantalone, but he doesn't mind. he's a bit flattered if anything. really, if you wanted a keepsake of him, you only would have had to ask and he would have been more than happy to oblige... but if you want to sneak pictures of him while he's in his element, focused on writing or preparing a perscription, he genuinely doesn't mind. you are never a bother—not to baizhu... not as long as you're polite and mindful, of course. he does need to get work done, after all.
venti, oh, venti... once he catches wind of your antics, he'll gladly entertain you! he might tease you a bit, though. he's your dear friend! if you wanted to have a picture of him, you should've just asked instead of being so sneaky <3 he wouldn't have said no! he'll pose for you and smile widely at the camera any time he sees you aiming it his way (though i feel as if, at first, you would have to thoroughly explain the concept to him... he is quite the old archon now, after all). if you manage to catch him off guard though, perhaps when he's performing or resting under windrise... the picture you'll get of him is very befitting of the archon he truly is.
dan heng doesn't visibly react much, but deep down, he finds it quite endearing. he won't entertain your antics; he won't turn your way and smile when you're about to take the picture, nor will he pose much beyond throwing up a casual peace sign as he's done at march so many times before... come to think of it, that's probably why he's so unbothered. you wouldn't be the first to take surprise photos of him. he wouldn't be surprised if you picked up that habit from march, actually.
himeko doesn't mind at all! she won't shy away or ask you to delete any photos you take of her. she thinks it's sweet, really, that you want to have pictures of her that you can hold dear when and if she's ever away. if you missed her so badly, you could always just... text her. or call her. she understands the sentiment of pictures, though. she'll always smile and even pose for you if you wanted her to. all of her photos come out remarkably beautiful, even if you catch her off guard. she's photogenic in that way.
please consider reblogging, it helps me out quite a lot!
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ellitx · 3 months
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Guys butler venti vampire venti professor venti all of them are v cool but consider this; him going more feral in his archon mode cumming so much more than an avarage mortal, feeling the need to fill you up to the brim, hairtips glowing, endless stamina, the need to mark you, perhaps even glowy cum like that other anon said, etc etc I just see so much potential please give me barbatos x reader smut dbfjjdhd
And we add breeding kink in that god venti brainrot
Venti, or Barbatos in his archon form, is MORE THAN HORNY. He is beyond that, because horny is an understatement. You’re the only one one who can satiate his immense lust to feel like he's COMPLETE.
His huge, sensitive erect cock is desperate for your pussy that will be able to take all of him. Venti won’t bother you with formalities in his human form guised as a young bard. He’ll just whisk you away from your house and drag you to one of the empty shrines.
His teal archon tattoos are glowing, his wings wide open, and his giant erect cock is standing at attention ready to be fully inside your cunt. What will happen next is uncertain, but there’s no way he won’t be giving it his best shot to completely make you moan out loud while begging him to go harder and deeper.
In a matter of seconds, your night dress is torn to pieces, shredded by whatever power he used. You were made to fuck so he doesn't care if you're dressed or not. And boy does he want to fuck.
He's so big that there's nothing left between you two. Your stomach is bulging, the skin shaping his huge tip against yours. You feel that head pushing against the entrance of your pussy, making you moan loudly, and all of his weight resting on top of you. He's not using your arms, not using your legs, and all he's doing is fucking you till your dumb.
The tight grip around your waist lets him control how deep you'll take him and god venti manhandles you so easily in his archon form. Amidst those hungry and drunken thoughts, he’s sure he wants you to be his archon bride.
And he will definitely make you his bride. He’ll mark you with anemo symbol below your navel and multiple teeth marks and hickeys scattered all over your body.
Venti knows what you crave and it turns him on more. Every moan you slip, your pleading babbles, every gasping sighs drives him mad, makes him harder, and wanting to have you on his hands and knees. The taste of his seed all over your lips, that wet slit of yours… There’s no going back now.
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SAGAU: WHEN YOUR FRIEND JOINS YOUR WORLD
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❀ synopsis: the characters are forced to watch as you and your friend frolic around Teyvat unaware of the storm brewing inside of them.
❀ notes: So recently I raised my adventure rank to 16 (I'm at 17 now) and people can now join my world. After my friend discovered this she keeps pestering me to log in to my genshin account so we can fight enemies together. I main Aether while she mains Venti so most of the time we're in Monstadt we would chill together at good hunter which looked like a dinner date. The brain rot immediately hit my head on how the sagau characters would be like with this so here I am writing about it.
❀ pronouns: none specified.
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VENTI/BARBATOS:
Envy. That was all he felt as he watches the impostor skipping beside you as you possess Aether. The worst part is he couldn't do anything, no matter what he did the arrows would never be able to hit the other Venti. It was like the winds were obeying the other Venti's orders, making sure it never hit the impostor which infuriated him even more. And he can't just run toward the other and strangle them either because his body would suddenly freeze up and force him to stand in a singular place when the both of you are close. When you and the other Venti are not in his peripheral vision he would be able to move again.
His knuckles turn white as he clenches his bow with strength that is enough to snap it into two. You and the impostor are currently in good hunter sitting across each other on a table, the impostor's voice sounded different from his (which was expected since it wasn't the original anyway) but you didn't seem to notice, or at least didn't care about its voice. He hid behind one of the houses as he stalked on the both of you, his pupils dilating as he watches the other Venti feed you radish stew.
'It should've been me' his breathing became more shallow 'it should've been me' his bow snapped into two before disintegrating into dust and manifesting on his back in pristine condition. His nails dig into the flesh of his palm causing it to bleed, his blood starts to form a puddle next to his foot as he continues to watch the two of you laughing and smiling together. While it shows it was Aether smiling and laughing he knows that Aether is under the influence of your emotions. Meaning if Aether is happy, so are you.
He wishes he could just run up to the impostor and rip off its vocal cords so it may never be able to laugh alongside you. He wanted to pummel its face until it was unrecognizable to anyone seeing its corpse. Its face was never it's own anyway, from what he remembers he was the one who made the promise to take the form of his friend. Not that thing.
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DILUC RAGNVINDR
When he saw you and "Venti" walking together while talking he was in shock. How was Venti able to talk to you so normally without him being stuck in one place? Did he find a way to break the code? How? He was going to rush towards the both of you before he found himself slowly freezing and shifting to his idle stance. "Damn it" he thought, Venti better tell him how he broke through the code or he's gonna riot-
What he discovered next shocked him before he felt an inkling of fear inside of him. He saw another Venti, but this one seem to be in a trance of anger and jealousy. The blood on his palms stained his fingers and created a puddle below the ground, but he didn't seem to mind as all of his attention was on the Venti spending time with your host Aether. If Venti was over there then....who is the one talking to you?
When the two of you passed by Diluc he stalked from afar to observe you and "Venti" fighting slimes and exterminating hilichurl camps. While observing he imagines the one fighting beside you was him, slashing any enemy going too close to you and saving you when your health bar goes low. Sadly, dreams are just dreams, and somehow this thing was the one doing what he wants. He freezes when "Venti" suddenly shifted to Kaeya when a pyro slime was approaching the both of you.
The sight of his brother fighting alongside you...he feels his scowl deepen. Was it mocking him? It must have known he was stalking the both of you, why else would it shift to Kaeya conveniently after Diluc was done daydreaming of fighting with you? He couldn't stand the sight of Kaeya being with you and quietly left back to Monstadt. He seems to be more focused on serving the visitors of Angels Share because he was ignoring anything and everything that wasn't related to his work. he didn't even bat an eye at Venti who was sobbing about an impostor stealing you away, chugging a bottle of wine while slurring out words of heartbreak and woe.
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fonziqor · 7 months
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you'd be like heaven to touch
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b0red-b1rds · 1 year
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YALL
Imposter AU
But the true creator can use the spirits of beloved followers to help in battle (or in everyday situations)
Like
Imagine having to fight the Raiden Shogun, but Makoto's spirit shows up to assist
Or running from Kaeya/Diluc, when Crepus pulls you away from an incoming attack
Hell, want to make it really painful?
Zhongli seeing Guizhong after so many years, only to feel utterly crushed that she was helping the one he thought was a fake.
OR
Venti trying to capture you, but he stops short when the spirit of his friend stands in front of you, shielding you from harm
Just.
Ghosts, bruh.
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raelarts · 9 months
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I'm in a field of dandelions wishing on every one that you'll be mine, mine ~
-Ruth B. from Dandelions
Art process @raelwips
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