#whether or not he is in heat is up to u OwO

[rosedom]

Hi!!! i'm obsessed with your works, they are really good!!!! :3 Could i maybe request a stomach bulge/omegaverse dom!male!reader x tighnari? >w<

"an unnamed player has invited TIGHNARI to play . . . my delicate, palm-sized lotus

✦ㅤㅤ 【 CW 】 dom!top!amab!reader, sub!bottom!ftm!tighnari, omegaverse, alpha!reader & omega!tighnari, size difference, stomach bulge, dirty talk + praise, cumming inside .

A/N : i am so soft for sweet omegas and tummy bulges o(*^＠^*)o

"do you want to watch, [PLAYER]? press KEEP READING to spectate the match."

Tighnari's always smelled sweet—this you cannot deny. Today, though, he's sweet enough to make your teeth ache; and he's making sure to set his claim on you, scenting you and smearing his scent all across you.

Throat, wrists, face, and your sternum—all of you gets covered in the rich scent of lotus flowers, staking his love across your skin.

"Eager lil' fox," you murmur, giggling at the way his nose tickles at your throat. A low purr is rumbling from his chest, ricochetting through your chest, pressed as it is to Tighnari's. "Gettin' me all smelly."

His purrs increase, drowning out your laugh. "'m not stinking you up," he says through it all, nipping at the jut of your chin to hush your laughter, kissing the nick away. "Makin' you smell like me."

You coo. "Everybody's gonna know I'm yours, huh?"

The smile pressed into your throat makes your hindbrain sing, and you allow your own gentle purr to rise and meet his.

And then Tighnari starts grinding down. "Alpha," he whines, his wettened cock rubbing against yours. He leans his forehead against yours 'til his breath fans across your cheeks, oh-so terribly drenched in the scent of his arousal.

All the while, his tail curls around your thigh, the soft fur rubbing against your bare skin. You smile, taking hold of the base of it and dragging your hand down the length. "What izzit, honey?" you drawl, as if you hadn't teased him, earlier, as if you don't already know how needy he is. You can smell his want, after all—heady on the tip of your tongue.

He whines, and the sound comes out buzzing after it travels through his purrs, syrupy slow. "Fuck me," he says, sealing it against your lips. Easily, you take control of the kiss, and Tighnari gives it up easily; he sinks into the drag of your lips and tongue, quiet lil' sounds spilling from his throat.

Fucking him, then, is easy. He's loose and wet and open, and you sink two fingers in immediately. Two turns to three turns to four, because you're large, and Tighnari is awfully small, compared to you.

Your hands—one lube-slick and one slick-slick, thick and heady with his arousal—hold tight but tender, firm but achingly soft to the gentle jut of each hip. Buried down to his neck like this, his scent is even stronger, a mix of horniness and abject love and entirely drenched in lotus-scent. It makes your cock throb, buried as it is deep n' snug in his small cunt.

"'m ready, please," he whispers, begs, voice already broken. He's cum once, already, spread wide across the knuckles of each finger and drip-dripping down to your wrist.

"I know you are, sweet boy," you whisper, giddy, licking across the protrusion of his scent gland, of the healed imprint of your teeth, of his mating mark. "Your body is rather telling, y'know? Your lil' cunt is clenching so eagerly around me."

Tighnari whines at you, grinding down to the subtle swell of your knot. It's not formed, yet, but it'll grow quick, spurred on by your mate's scent and the eager bump-thump of his hips. You guide him smoothly, letting him ride you without giving his thighs too uncomfortable a strain. "Easy, 'Nari. I gotcha."

He nods as he falls into your soft n' sensual rhythm. "Okay, okay," he whimpers, greedily sucking in your scent right at the base of your neck, at the matching mark he left on you all that time ago.

Looking at him, he's an absolute mess.

His ears are pinned back, melting into his mussed-up curls. You've got his bangs tucked back and over, exposing his forehead for you to tilt up and kiss, the skin of his face below it flushed red and ruddy. His eyes are shut, thick tears popping up at the corners of his waterline.

But, below, is where your attention is drawn. "Oh, small sweetheart."

Tighnari moans, airy and soft, as you push him back to sitting straight up on your cock. He stops, sat perfectly astride your lap with your cock swallowed up to the hilt; your knot is snug between his labia, pressing against his opening, but neither of you are paying attention to it.

No. No, rather, you're watching the ripple of his soft, muscled stomach, and, particularly, the bulge below his navel.

He whines, again, dropping his hand to press into the protrusion. You can feel the pressure at the head of your cock, and Tighnari must, too, feels the way his body gives way for you. "Oh, oh," he murmurs, cries, the tears you thumbed away earlier coming back with a vengeance. Grinding down, pressing harsh against the bulge—it all makes him sob before he collapses into you. "Alpha, my mate, my—my love, please, please—"

"Don't beg, you don't need to beg, sweet boy, sweet omega, my omega," you coo, beginning to grind into him and bringing his hips down to meet yours. Your knot sinks in easy, in and out, popping out noisily before you thrust it back in with each downwards pull. "I'll give you everything."

Sweetness envelops you, stronger than before and all-encompassing—a natural reaction, activated by the orgasm washing over Tighnari in waves and sending you heard-first into your own. Your knot swells, slow, filling him up in only as fast as he can handle, stretching his loose cunt and keeping your cum from leaking out even as you keep on filling him, bulging his navel.

"'Nari," you murmur, enraptured, nuzzling at his throat as he falls into you. He puts his hands back on your shoulders, holding you tight, and you finally get the opportunity, now, to press against the bulge in his stomach. Feeling it beneath your own hand is entirely different—you feel your own palm, you feel the press into your own cock.

Overstimulated, Tighnari whines, trying to jerk away from the touch but only serving to jostle your knot and cock and cum all muddled up deep. "Easy, now; don't hurt yourself."

"'m not gonna," he whispers and he settles down on you more comfortably. His cunt gentle milks you, an unconscious thing, and another purr starts in his chest. Your own purr mirrors it, a pretty melody and scent all in one, the two of you so intermingled in every possible way.

You know you'll have to pull out, clean up—later. Right now, you're perfectly content rubbing your mate's back, caring for him like a good alpha ought to.

Though he may smell sweet on his own, he smells perfect, now, mingled wholly with you.

i blacked out writing this, so i apologize for any mistakes, and for how long this sat in my inbox . . . this was so much fun (⁠人⁠ ⁠•͈⁠ᴗ⁠•͈⁠) sweet and loving abo my beloved !

7 MAR. 2024, @rosedom, rosey .

#ㅤ✦【 ASKS 】 #whether or not he is in heat is up to u OwO #sub tighnari #tighnari smut #tighnari x reader #sub character #sub genshin #genshin smut #genshin x reader #top reader #dom reader #amab reader #omegaverse #first official abo on the blog (´▽`ʃ♡ƪ) #there's some on my ao3 tho . . . haha . . .

[succubusphan]

stalk him until he loves you

Summary: Phil keeps getting comments and replies from the same guy so he decided to give him a follow.

Rating: G

Tags: thirsting, 2009, canon divergence (Let’s pretend I know how to use this tag)

Word count: 559

A/n: Written for the Im-PROMPT-u phandom creator challenge hosted by the @phandomreversebang day 17: Dailybooth. Ps: I’m tired, let’s pretend that this is good.

Read on ao3

Phil posted a new video to youtube and went to make himself a cup of coffee. The first minutes after an upload were always the most nerve wracking. He let his anxiety get the best of him and refreshed the page while the kettle was heating. 

He smiled as he saw that he already had one comment, and it was from a username he recognized as well.

danisnotonfire commented: I love your videos, you are so creative.

He hearted the comment and replied a quick “Thank you so much for watching!”

The kettled beeped and he went about making his coffee, with milk and two sugars, as usual. As he sat down with his mug, he opened another tab and logged into Twitter. He shared the link to his video and within seconds he got an @ reply. 

danisnotonfire twitted: I think I have a crush on you. 

Phil blused, was he thirsty enough to find out if the guy was serious about it or not? Maybe. He checked the profile picture: A cute boy with brown hair and warm brown eyes. Very nice. “Dan, 18. Muse is the best band ever.”

He debated on whether or not to dm the guy, but he finally decided not to; he followed him instead. 

So he sat there waiting for about a minute before the guy slid into his dms. “Hi, oh my god.”

“Hi ^ . ^” 

Phil realized that he probably needed to give the guy something more to work with, so he sent another message. “So you like my videos?”

“Almost as much as I like you n . n”

‘Ok, ok. We are on the same page then…I need to know more about him’ 

“Important question. What’s your favorite Muse album?”

“The resistance is pretty cool but I have to go with Origin of symmetry!”

“Right answer. Do you want to Skype soon?”

“O.o Really?”

“Yeah, if you want.”

“Yeah! I have to work in a bit but I can be free tomorrow if you want to skype!”

“Great! Where do you work?”

“Asda sadly. But not for long. I’m going to Manchester University next year.”

“Amazing! What are you taking?”

“Law :(“

“Ooh, a lawyer. That’s hot.”

“Is it?”

“It could come in handy when I need someone to defend me from my crimes.”

“I could be that guy… Hey Phil?”

“Yeah?” Phil smirked, and took another sip of how now tepid coffee.

“I posted a picture for you… on my daily booth.”

“Owo give me the link.” Dan was coming at him hard, and Phil was into it. 

“www.dailybooth/danisnotonfire/5498645351”

Phil clicked on the link and sat there gawking at the beautiful guy in the picture, he was pulling his shirt down, exposing his collarbone and biting his lip. Phil was going to be dreaming about Dan tonight, he just knew it. He stalked the entire profile and his thirst only got worse and worse. Dan looked like a fucking wet dream, and he liked muse, and video games apparently, and he somehow managed to be both hot and cute. Up to that point Phil didn’t know that was possible. He needed to get on that.

Phil groaned when he realized Dan was still waiting for a reply. 

“Phil? Did you like the picture or was it too much?”

“It was perfect. So skype tomorrow? n.n”

“Yeah!”

#phanfiction #phanfic #succubusphan fics #impromptu #phan

[serynuh]

i never know how to make my intros sound Cool™ and With the Times™, so i’m just gonna throw my name out there — it’s dri (she/her) !! — and Never Stop Talking. i’m eighteen, pst, and running on... not very many hours of sleep, so please excuse me if i seem all over the place. midterm season is here and it’s ready to Kick My Ass !!! anyway, here’s the lowdown on my girl seryna aka phantasm !! ( tw: death, murder )

°✧｡ [ BAE SUZY, SHE/HER ] it’s been two years since PHANTASM joined velia from NEVADA, USA. apparently their name is SERYNA KWON. they’ve been fighting as a SOLO member for a while now. didn’t people say they WERE a beta tester? i heard they turned TWENTY-TWO this year. let’s hope they make it out alive.

before velia:

seryna grew up in san diego, california, but she moved to nevada a few months after graduating from university (marketing with a minor in graphic design) for a job opportunity.

she had always been into video games as a young girl, but she gravitated toward dating sim-type games. she loved the ea imagine games (makeup artist was her favorite).

as she grew up, she continued to harbor a preference for games that had a romantic aspect to them, but her best friend, evelyn, took to mmorpgs and competitive gaming.

seryna being an only child, evelyn was the closest thing she had to a sister. she might as well have been a part of her family, seeing how often she was at their house. she had a helicopter mom, and seryna took any opportunity to feel less suffocated by her. it helped that her parents liked evelyn’s family.

the two of them shared a gaming channel on youtube since they were seventeen (if u kno geekremix, that’s basically how their channel would be like), and it had a fair amount of attention with a few hundred thousand subs. evelyn would stream on twitch as well, but their youtube channel was seryna’s baby, and she put a lot of energy and devotion into it.

seryna knew that evelyn was more popular among the two, but she tried to suppress any envious feelings she had.

she ended up becoming a beta tester mainly through evelyn’s influence. the only exposure she had to mmos was watching evelyn play, but the prospect of vr seemed to get her off the fence because it seemed innovative and interesting.

inside velia:

it’s safe to say that once they put on their headsets in the beta, she was Sold, so naturally, she came back for the full release.

and oddly enough, it seemed that she was waaaay more invested in the game than evelyn was. she wanted to know all the ins and outs of the game, try out all the items she could get her hands on. her enthusiasm was unbounding.

she and evelyn formed a small guild (wayfarers of polaris) with a guy and a girl that they knew from the gaming community. they weren’t beta testers, so seryna and evelyn served as guides to them at the start of the game, and seryna was their guild master.

being guild master was monumental for seryna because there was finally something she was better than evelyn at, even though it was in a game.

they made great progress and seemed to be leveling up well, not too far behind the front lines but also trying not to draw too much attention to themselves. however, on a fateful night toward the end of their first year in the game, seryna left them to buy food and items in celebration of defeating a monster. when she got back, though, no one was to be found, for they were eliminated (by a circus player, i’m thinking).

she feels guilty for what happened and truly believes that it’s her fault that they died. if she had been there, maybe they could have stood a chance.

also somewhat deluded into the idea that they’re not actually dead in real life despite all the proof that they are.

this event became a turning point for seryna. their eliminations sent her on a rampage. she wanted to know who killed her guild members, and she wanted nothing but vengeance. adrenaline high with anger, she encountered a male who made a joke about a “tough battle” (implying that players were lost). seryna took this as a threat, and she accused him of being the culprit. long story short, she eliminated him without hesitation, despite the fact that he was innocent. she wanted answers and her instinct settled on whatever lie she could tell herself.

she had never killed another player in the game, so just imagine her dropping her staff and staring at her hands after doing so, then bursting into tears. 

seryna is a mage and a really good one at that. direct combat... not so much, but she’s looking to improve for her own sake.

from then until now, she’s just doing whatever it takes to survive. she wants to survive, to get out of this game, and to see her friends again because of her belief that they’re not dead and the game master is lying to them. another part of her, however, doesn’t want to leave in fear of confronting the truth of the matter, which is that they’re gone for good.

so she’s strayed from the front lines, which halted her leveling progress. she also left the guild’s headquarters because all it does is remind her of her guilt, and the memory itself is a big enough burden to carry.

she’s fearful of joining another guild due to her guilt -- she’d rather be eliminated on her own than under someone else’s command -- and has trouble thinking about the concept of potentially replacing her lost friends.

since becoming a solo player, she spends a lot of time level grinding in lower-level areas. honestly, it’s turned into a form of stress relief.

the only people that really called her by real name were her irl friends. everyone else knows her as phantasm.

she’s got this thing going with a black hooded cloak. makes her feel cool and mysterious.

personality:

naturally creative, caring, and compassionate, which honestly showed up more evidently in real life, but she’s does little things here and there in game that make u go uwu owo u feel??

acts on instinct; she rly trusts her gut feeling

never apologizes first

earlier on in the game, she was quite willing to help out new players who hadn’t beta tested velia. she’s pretty generous, but after the Incident, she’s starting to look at people asking for help with caution

short-tempered. that’s all i gotta say about that.

i haven’t done any personality tests for her yet because she’s a new muse, but i’m feeling like she’s somewhere on the introvert side when it comes to myers-briggs and probably a chaotic/true neutral

after losing her guild, she became distrustful and aggressive, but it’s in her character to look for the good in people which makes her conflicted about her own actions

she’s a fake tsundere??? she can get attached to people suuuper easily, but she pulls tsundere antics because shes angery reax only

she just has to warm up to people because she’s a smol angery KDJLFHSK she gets so heated sometimes??? like, put her in a fridge... damn...

hot tip: don’t make a joke when she’s angry because u will end up like the guy she accused of eliminating her entire team

potential connections:

these are honestly just starting points we can build off of, and they can go anywhere tbh. i’m also chill with no established connections and working off of chemistry!

your character was a circus member that attacked and eliminated seryna’s guild. she clearly doesn’t know it’s them, but she has her suspicions about the circus’ involvement.

seryna met your character in the beta

seryna met your character at the start of the game, either before or after they found out they were trapped inside

your character has a relation with the guy seryna accused for attacking her guild. they could be thankful for her doing so for whatever reason, seek vengeance, or anything, really! it’s up to u!

they knew each other in the real world, whether it be online or in real life

your character is a solo player she partied up with before (she avoids partying up with the same person twice due to trust/abandonment issues but who knows)

someone give me angst  

+more

#veliaintro #i rly.... meant to make it shorter im so sorry dskjghdsg