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cloudshuffle · 8 months
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warnings: mentions of suicidal ideation, kitchen knives, accidental wounds, blood. and kaeya.
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The ice flower melts apathetically in its vase, a testament to how little you care - or how much, because you feel like a spinning top on an axis, avoiding the issue with such dexterity that you could not have paid more attention to it than you already do.
Before. After. Even your sense of time is tangential to effect that Kaeya put in motion in your life. Before the kidnapping. After your punishment. During the meal that he had to force-feed you.
You hiss sharply, shaking out your hand. A couple of drops of blood scatter over the petals, bringing life to the flower - the edge of the kitchen knife glints like a laugh in a vampire's mouth. This is what you got for being distracted, you supposed. Always noticing things too late; the rushed transactions, the hesitation to get involved with you, the burglar that had had the bad luck to intrude when there'd been another in your house.
Another individual. It hadn't been you. And that was the first - and last - time you'd realised something was wrong.
You eye the knife with an offended air. Being alone for too long tended to result in you treating inanimate objects like people. Would getting yourself hurt by accident warrant him rushing home? Surely his... surveillance methods could tell the difference between an accident and an attempt... could they?
And the flower. You retreat to the couch with a first aid kit, tending to your wound with a mechanical focus, yet a pink sunburst glitters at the corner of your eye. The flower, clinging on to the last vestiges of solidity.
You wanted to toss the vase into the trash.
It was a silly thing, really. Each morning, the Cavalry Captain would make a flower of ice for you before setting off for work. It might be a rose, or a tulip, or a cally lily, but always a flower regardless. Each morning, he'd plant a kiss onto your head. And each morning, you'd scowl, and see him out the door, and wander about the house, doing chores and trying to keep yourself occupied until he came home in the evening.
Out of sight, out of mind, so the saying went. If only it were true.
— word count: 375. thank you for reading!
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throwaway-yandere · 1 year
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!!!MODERN YANDERE IDOL!GENSHIN/READER MATCH-UP EVENT!!! (Masterlist)
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"Oh no... another poor unfortunate soul."
Slots available: "CLOSED. 22 ANONS HAVE SUBMITTED. THANK YOU FOR YOUR TIME, I'M GLAD WE HAD THIS INTERVIEW" - Exec. Producer Alice
"It was supposed to be 20 but I forgot to close it." - Producer Lumine
"And who's fault is that, exactly?" - CEO Alhaitham
"... I know..." - Producer Lumine
LIST OF ANONS THAT GOT IN
THANK YOU POSTERS
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SENDER: (Executive Producer) Alice ||
WELCOME TO TEYVAT PRODUCTIONS.
PLEASE READ THE GUIDELINES BEFORE ACKNOWLEDGING THE LIST OF IDOL GROUPS YOU MIGHT GET ASSIGNED TO.
HERE IS THE LIST:
ADDICKTZ
ADDICKTZ, formerly known as DCKZ, is an idol group formed in 20XX. They are incredibly well-known in the industry and their singles frequently top the charts. All the members previously worked as fashion models and half of the members (Dainsleif, Arataki Itto, Kaeya Alberich, and Childe) took movie and theatre roles. They are currently the number #1 unit in terms of presenting satisfactory fanservice.
Ayato || Diluc || Dainsleif || Itto || Childe || Kaeya || Thoma || Zhongli
["For your sake, I advise you to start praying for the God you believe in so that you won't end up producing ADDICKTZ. Unlike me, they might just listen to you. Why won't they listen to me? Hmm. Well, that's because I've never been a devotee. Still, be wary." - Dainsleif]
5WIRL
5WIRL, formally known as 4NEMO before Shikanoin Heizou's debut, is an idol group formed in 20XX. They often experiment with multiple genres of music and present multicultural aesthetics. The group consistently adds their thematic light green and wind motifs in their albums, poetry, and other media. 5WIRL's lyrics have often discussed mental health, stages of grief, nature, and other self-reflections. 
Venti || Xiao || Kazuha || Heizou
Note: Aether is under Producer Lumine's management.
["Ohohoho, a lost guest! It's always nice to see a new face around here! Can I get you something to drink? I promise you can trust me!... Geez, what's with that look? I don't spike drinks. Is that sooo hard to believe?" - Venti]
Kreideprinz
Dr. Albedo operates a solo unit more professionally known as "Kreideprinz." He debuted in 20XX before his major label debut album "The Chalk Prince and the Dragon" in 20XX under his previous producer "Alice". His unit work focuses on commercials, modeling for magazines, and talk shows. The unit rarely goes on tours since Dr. Albedo prioritizes his scientific research more than idol work.
Dr. Albedo || (Student) Gorou
["You must have a strong body and you must also stay on top of your game in this industry. Although, if you do get assigned to Kreideprinz, leave the heavy lifting to us!... Or me. Just. Only rely on me. Y-You don't have to keep your eyes on him 24/7." - Gorou]
I HEREBY AGREE TO THE TERMS AND CONDITIONS OUTLINED IN THIS AGREEMENT AND SUCH IS DEMONSTRATED THROUGHOUT BY MY SIGNATURE BELOW
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SIGNATURE OVER PRINTED NAME
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"So, which unit will Mx. (Y/n) end up working with? Ooh, Paimon can't wait!"
"I don't know kid, but something tells me that something bad is going to happen..."
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"Pwah! It's fiiine! They may be a total newbie, but Paimon thinks they can handle it!... Right?"
PERSONS OF INTEREST (SECRET MATCH-UPS)
Teyvat Productions' logo's made by ESTHER anon!!!
CEO Alhaitham
Manga Shop Owner Cyno
Music Composer Tighnari
Creative Director Zandik (ADDICKTZ)
Creative Director Baizhu (5wirl)
Stylist & Model Scaramouche (Affiliated w/ 5wirl)
Trainee Kaveh
Pantalone
"Interesting... So these are the people that didn't become producers, huh? But why do you keep a record of them, miss Alice?"
"Isn't it obvious Lumine? It's because they're interesting, duh~"
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EXTRAS:
ADDICKTZ video shtpost: "Tonight on the real ADDICKTZ at TeyvatPro"
[READ AFTER KAEYA'S FIC] Dottore's always watching.
[GENERAL SPOILERS] Incorrect Quotes, P2, P3
TIGHNARI'S TAPES (voice lines):
[AFTER KAEYA'S FIC] Qiqi and Xingqiu during Childe's recording
[BEFORE AYATO'S FIC] Beidou and Sucrose in front of Albedo's room
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wri0thesley · 1 year
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Heres a fun fact! Humans do have heats! They’re not as powerful anymore due to society and other shit im to lazy to fully explain but they’re called ovulation ! Its been recorded that men find people going through ovulation more attractive and that it subconsciously makes them horny! Its also when you’re the most fertile and horny too. So for any baby trapping yanderes they should aim for that cycle to guarantee a baby they can also probably tell if it was successful depending on wether their darling got their period right after.
baby trapping is honestly one of the most terrifying yandere concepts for me. maybe it's because of my desire to never carry a child or gender stuff or whatever but . . . fgknbjfng. i don't mind writing or getting asks about it, for the record! - but i'm just saying that i think it's one of the worst and most selfish things for a yandere to do, and it's the one that makes me feel the shiveriest. to bring a whole new life into the world, just to force the person you're obsessed with to stay with you - to be able to gesture to this thing you've created with a 'so you're going to blame them for everything i've done to you?'. fgnjkbfngjk.
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genshin-side-piece · 1 year
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I can't get this concept out of my mind.
Warnings: Implied Kidnapping, NSFWish?
In the wake of Signora's death, Yan Kaeya gets secretly recruited to the Fatui as a Harbinger. To celebrate, he gets himself a little gift, something he's long wanted but has always been out of his reach.
He gets himself you.
It's a confusing experience to be sure. You don't understand why the Fatui have taken you, nor do you know who Lord [Harbinger Name] is. You fight, you struggle, but it's in vain. You're taken to his suite in the Goth Grande Hotel and left there for his pleasure.
When Kaeya walks in, you think you're saved. The Calvary Captain has come to your rescue. Kaeya almost wants to seize the opportunity, especially since you're so happy to see him. He enjoys the sensation of being your Knight in Shining Armor, until he realizes that he has to break the news to you.
Persisting in a lie just to savor a fleeting moment will only lead to strife later on. Kaeya doesn’t want that. If you’re going to fight him, let it be now. Let it be here. His position is far from secure. The last thing he needs is you adding to his labor because he lied to you. In the end, Kaeya does you the one kindness of telling you the truth before he ruins your life.
He is Lord [Harbinger Name] and now that you know, he's sorry to say that he can never let you go.
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lazywriters-blog · 2 years
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DANGEROUS OUTINGS
YANDERE KAEYA RAGNVINDR
WARNING: Mentions of stalking.
He's always looking at her and she's always looking at him. The first to break, is deemed a dupe.
The atmosphere in the bar with drunken knights and bards isn't the type of place she'd spent her time in, the night is the most lively she's seen sitting in the corner by her lonesome self, watching the people come and go while she orders nothing but sunsettia sap, sour and sweet zest, avoiding a particular pair of eyes, one concealed by a patch.
She wouldn't know if he was a regular customer who recognized her not belonging in the tavern, either way, she hasn't declined meeting his eyes every once in a while, she's seen him smirk and hand her his unspoken appreciation for uncalled leisure.
He seems charming, although, she is cautious of many strangers, she'll say it, he doesn't seem like a bad person, his sincerity can be questioned, but who doesn't have secrets?
A traveller from liyue who originated from another nation wandered towards her current location in less than legal ways, enigmas are unavoidable. She'd know it well enough by now.
The night was young, people cheering bibulous laughter and slurping their beers, the loud environment stifling her senses, her back turned towards the patrons as she stared at the dimmed rosy walls. Plopping her chin in her palm, she restarts her disquieting thoughts, just in the process of seizing her departure, when a gentleman took a seat before her.
Beginning with a grin, "I haven't seen you around for a while, were you perhaps getting yourself in trouble?" He said, tilting his head, low lidded eyes gazing at her form. She kept her stance, despite her heart skipping a few beats.
"Would my personal matters involve you? No, I have more than enough problems with my husband at home." She lied, hoping if this was his attempt at flirting and smiting her with his allure would be a failure.
Most who have approached with romantic intentions back off upon learning her commitment to a man already, their wives wouldn't like that now, would they?
"Oh? You are married?" He muttered with an ingenuine gleam, she picked up on that.
"Yes, that is correct, why the surprise?" She replied lifting her brow and chin, staring him down.
"I thought I heard somewhere that you were having an affair with the owner of this tavern, It must have been false." He retorted, eluding her prying gaze.
"Surely you wouldn't be foolish enough to believe such claims blindly, would you?" She carried on.
"People spread all sorts of rumours when they are envious and bored." She finished, gulping her drink and softly slamming it down onto the table.
"True, but some of them are quite intriguing." He chuckled, and she pointed a fierce glare at his smug exterior. "What are you getting at?" She sternly questioned.
"Oh, it's nothing, no need to get so angry."
She remained silent.
He contemplated with a delightful glint and attempted to find the slightest change in her tones, her intuition warned her he knew more than he was letting her see, it would be best not to encourage him.
"I see, that's good. I'll be leaving now, have a pleasant night." She uttered, standing up and softly pacing out of the room. The young man quietly grinned.
She was returning home, the breeze was cooler and the unfiltered sense of dread had withered upon taking off from the tavern, everything felt right as she was pushing the odd sentiments here and there, it felt better than being inside that humid rowdy habitat.
She lived in Springvale, rekindling the notion of that man as she strolled along the muddy path, it would be been dangerous if she hadn't seen him following her when she had taken the back entrance to exit mondstadt, she would bet he knows.
After all, he was digging out all sorts of information on her.
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saintshigaraki · 1 year
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from what u know.. do u think that dottore would be yandere?
yes from what (admittedly) little i know about him i do think dottore would be a full on canon yandere. not yandere adjacent but full on yandere. i feel this way about childe too
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rush-the-stars · 1 year
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i’m so bored at work rn i am thinking ab alpha getou again
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firein-thesky · 11 months
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woke up at 5am can not sleep. i would like to get underneath kaeya’s skin
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roseanade · 2 years
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GENSHIN COMMISSIONS!
Hi! I'm roseanade and this is my first post. I wanna start doing commisions for fun so hence the post! You can request head cannons or a one shot or both (preferably just one but if you really want i can do both :D) keep in mind this is my first acc and first time doing this so there could be mistakes.
People i will write for :
Everyone in Genshin but the under 18's.
Some i have more ecxperinence in. (Cough,cough scaramouche.) And some i dont!
Things i am willing to write:
Angst
Yandere
Fluff
X reader
Character x reader x character (yes i can do polyamory. Yes i can do more than 3 ppl)
Character x Character (But i prefer x Reader)
Gay/lesbian relationships
Trans reader (it feels wierd writing character that arent explicitly trans as such. Sorry its a preference. I can do both Ftm and Mtf but given i am Ftm i prefer to do such)
I WILL WRITE MALE READERS!!!! I would love to! Theres not enough reader inserts that are male but i hope to change that! If you have any other things you wanna know if i can write don't be scared to d m me. :D
Things i wont right:
Smut
Stuff thaat involves homophobia and transphobia(that will NOT be tolerated on my blog.at all.)
That should be it! Each post will have a TW for what you need to be aware of. Pls sent requests - rose.
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ddarker-dreams · 10 months
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play wrestling, yan genshin edition.
lets you win, offers no resistance because they think you're cute: zhongli, shenhe, diluc, albedo, alhaitham, kazuha
lets you win because they don't even realize what you're doing: alhaitham, xiao, cyno, ei
would've let you won, if you hadn't provoked them with insults: kaeya, eula, kaveh
wins to establish dominance: CHILDE, scaramouche, raiden shogun
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bl-inkstone · 1 year
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i want to post my interpretations of a yan!kokomi and yan!childe so bad but i don't have enough time to format it into something neater because of all my assignments aaaa
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throwaway-yandere · 1 year
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yestrday · 3 months
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: ̗̀➛  DRUNK ON ECSTASY ! ft. yan! venti, kaeya, diluc, albedo
In a last-ditch effort to subdue your fiery spirit and finally claim you as his, your dear yandere mixes a little something with your food. different emotions arise, but one thing is clear— you’re soooo much cuter when you’re pawing at his sleeves and crying for him.
+ whew finally got this one out of the drafts!! did this instead of the reflection paper lololol
( yandere behavior, drúgging, aphrodisíacs )
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venti does it in a last-effort ditch to break down your walls. don’t blame him, okay! he’s been trying sooo hard these past few months to even put a dent in that thick wall you’ve put up between the two of you. he’s confident in his looks and his charm, and has been exploiting the utmost out of them just to seduce you! but you’re sooo hard-headed, and he’s growing really desperate!
he adores your modesty, really! but the shy and reserved smile you put on when he makes a move on you pains him both physically and mentally. he wants to see all of you, the good ones and the bad ones, and he wants to assure you that he’ll love you no matter what! he wants to see you needy and desperate just like he is, but it looks like you’re trying to control yourself. but no worry though, because venti will make it his mission to set you free of such bothersome restraints.
and well~ ♡ venti giggles as he swirls the pink liquid around its heart-shaped vial, brazenly playing with it with your back to your wine. he knows juuust the thing to get you to open up. don’t worry, don’t worry ♡ venti can’t seem to repress the wide grin as he drops just a teensy bit of the potion. this is what friends do, don’t they? help each other out?
and he’s helping you out alright. not like he has much of a choice when you cling and grasp at him so needily. he’s laughing all the time, even when you’re begging for some sort of release. his laughter, bordering on maniacal and full of lust, is muffled by the blood rushing to your head. he loves it— those desperate eyes, the whiny pleas… you’re everything he’s dreamed of and more. isn’t this wayyy better? to be true to yourself instead of hiding what you’re really like?
“venti venti ventiventiventi pleaseee~!” your whines sound absolutely delightful to his ears, and even more so when he watches you cling to him with hearts in your eyes. your hair’s a mess, your cheeks are bright red, and you smile at him like you’re drunk on the attention he’s giving you. “hmm, i don’t know…” venti feigns hesitance, even though he’s kicking his legs in delight. “it’s getting late now… don’t you need to go home at this time already?” you shake your head fervently, clutching even tighter onto him. you stare up at him so desperately and pleadingly that it’s hard to connect you to the straight-laced person you were before. “i– i don’t need to! i’ll stay here for you, venti! just pleasepleaseplease!” you nigh sob, embracing his side as try to indulge in every warmth and touch his body can offer. “please touch me already!” the giggle he lets out is almost maniacal, one that would scare you if you weren’t high on aphrodisiac. he takes a large swig from the wine bottle (more pink than the usual red) and brings your face closer to his. your breaths intermingle, smelling of sweet wine and laced with lust, as venti takes in the prize he’s been coveting for so long. “you’re so precious, my darling,” he whispers, and when he swoops in to kiss you, tongue wrapped around yours, you swear you’ve never been more contented in your entire life.
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kaeya believes that he’s not the sort of person to resort to such… disgusting tactics. he tells himself that he can win you over by his charm and hard efforts alone, but the way you smile politely at him or when you take every opportunity to avoid him… it only digs deeper into his insecurities. every witty remark he has is met with an awkward laugh, every time he tries to close the distance, you shy away. it hurts him more than he wants it to. he knows he should be giving up but when he stares at the vial of aphrodisiac he’d unthinkingly buy, he knows he’s far too gone to give up.
he tries to forget about it, tries his best not to think about what horrible thoughts he’s been having of you. but every time you show him even the slightest affection, a genuine smile here or a comforting touch there, he starts caving. how happy he would be if you showed that to him every day! he’d return every affection you gave tenfold, you’d never be starved of it. he wants you so, so bad it’s maddening, and every night he sleeps in his bed alone, his mind becomes a little bit crazier.
but tonight, you were with another. he knows he’s just a friend, that you see them nothing more than a brother, but that’s not how the other party looks at you. yet you lean into their touch so willingly, laugh with them without any restraints, and smile at them so blindingly it stuns kaeya even from across the room. he grasps tightly the bulge in his pocket, heart-shaped and taunting, and bites his lip.
he wants you so, so badly. so when you approach him with your wine glass lifted, greeting him with a drunken smile, he tries to pretend that he is the subject of your affection. tonight, it can be all pretend, but when he refills your cup and watches the pink wisps drown in the red wine, he tells himself that it’ll all be real after this.
“i’ve got you, i’ve got you.” kaeya acts like he’s not the one who made you like this, swaying tipsily from the wine and the drug and clinging onto him for support. well, maybe more than support, because of the way you nuzzle into his side and breathe a sigh of relief, kaeya thinks that maybe you’re longing for something more. “hehe, have i ever told you how handsome you are, mister kaeya~?” you ask him, smiling wobbly up at him as you gaze into his one eye. he gasps in shock when he realizes that your noses are barely touching, and he leans away quickly to save his rapidly beating heart. he wasn’t like this with others, he swears, but something about you makes him so vulnerable and flustered that he doesn’t know what to do. your rented room is barely lit, the candlelights on the side of the wall somehow adding a sensual atmosphere as he guides you to your bed. the feeling of your skin against his is like fire to ice, and the little whimpers you give as the heat tortures you from within sets his head spinning. he can barely handle it, and with the way you’ve been eyeing him… surely it wouldn’t hurt to hope for more. he tries to set you on the bed, but you’re quick to push him down first and straddle him with a triumphant grin. he knows he’s the suspect behind your behavior, yet you’re the one pinning him down and he’s the one blushing and gasping like he’s been caught in your trap. “kaaaeeeyyaaaaa~ ♡” you drawl, nipping lovebites and staring at him with heart eyes and a flirty pout. “keep me company for the night?” his breath hitches in his throat as he takes in your draping clothes and feels the warmth of your body on top of him. mustering up enough bravado, he summons his confident grin to his smile as he wraps his arms around your neck. his heart is beating in his chest, and his eagerness drowns out whatever guilt he may have felt. “anything for you, love.”
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when desperate, diluc might not make the most rational of decisions. he had bought the love potion off the black market in a fit of mania after you had once again run off and hurt yourself. his illogical logic reasoned that if you weren’t willing to be under his care, safe, and protected, he might as well force you to want it.
the morning after, diluc’s face contorted with disgust as he looked into the reflection of a man willing to force the person he’d been pining for into something they didn’t want. he locked the crystal bottle under lock and key, swearing that not once would he ever use it. he loved you too much, and admittedly too prideful to resort to such cheap tactics. he needed you to love him of your own volition.
but tonight was another one of those nights, news of another dangerous stunt of yours in dragonspine reaching his ears. you were driving him insane. what archon would care if he kept you under his protection, shackling you to his side even if it meant depriving you of your freedom to explore the world as you wished? hell, he might even get rewarded for it, because you were going to kill yourself at this rate!
there must have been a reason why he didn’t throw away that potion like he had ought to do, a malicious subconscious telling him that he would need it in the future. and it was right, the side of diluc that he had despised so much was right. as he swirls the ominous glowing pink in its bottle, he watches it drop into your wine with a face devoid of any emotion– too sick with love and paranoia to even feel anything for the crime that he was about to do.
the way you’re shivering and reaching for his touch is making him go crazy. he had never expected the potion to be this strong (though he did drop a few too much just to ensure the… effectiveness), so he received your weak embrace with both surprise and a dark delight. your current image was one he thought he despised— babbling incoherently, swaying tipsily, airy giggles, just like the drunks he tended to— but on you, it was nothing short of endearing. especially with the way you whimper at his every caress, shaking in flush pleasure as you lean in for more. you’re pliant on his bed with hazy eyes anticipating his every move, and he gently lifts parts of your clothes to observe the collection of scars you’ve collected. “d– diluc…” you whimper, weakly grabbing at his wrist as he traces another once more. you’re so… small, hands barely wrapping around the width of his wrist. “wha… what are you doing…?” “observing my mistakes,” he replies, pressing a chaste kiss on your temple that has you whining. he sees this with dark eyes but refuses to let go of the leash he’s put upon himself. “all these scars that litter you’re body, it was my mistake for even letting you go out there when you can’t even take care of yourself.” he thumbs another scar and you bite your lip. “now you won’t have to worry anymore. i’ll be the one taking care of you.” “take care of me…?” you’re silent for a few seconds as if the reality of the situation has finally dawned on you. diluc sits in silence too, waiting for you to start screaming and kicking and demanding before a wobbly grin spreads on your face. “take care of me? ♡ then…” wrapping your legs around his neck, you pull him in closer till his chin rests on your tummy, and you smile so lovingly at him that he could almost fool himself. “then take care of me lo~ots tonight, ‘kay? ♡”
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albedo doesn’t even bother reserving a love potion for a last resort. he might be a patient man with most things, but he sometimes likes to indulge in his sadistic desires. and there’s no other person than you who seems to rile up those desires more than ever. to have you shivering and weak on his table, moaning weakly as you beg with a bright flush on your cheeks… albedo could not have made the potion any faster.
he’s always been… scientific? when it came to matters of the heart. he’s not the type to chalk the unexplainable thumping of his chest to a mere clash of chemical reactions in his brain. rather, he looks for the fastest and most efficient way to get him results. he could try and be content watching you from afar, dressed in your cute waitress getup as you tended to customers, but archons knew how much he was itching to have his hands on you.
every time you smiled at him from across the street, bounding from good hunter to the little alchemy stall with food that albedo had ordered with ill intentions… it festered something dark within him. albedo’s no idiot, he’s fully aware of what dangerous ideas his mind has been cooking up this entire time. you chat with him with wide and trusting eyes, unaware of how his gaze lingers on your lips and how he purposely brushes your hair back to let his touch linger. 
it drives him insane how naive you are, but it is an alchemist’s duty to break down things and build them up again to truly understand the way they are. and albedo is nothing but curious about you.
albedo is delighted at how much the potion seems to have an effect on you. you could barely think, head empty except for the constant need of albedo’s touch, and you beg for it so~o prettily too. he tucks a messy strand behind your ear, just as he always did, but instead of warm smiles and thank yous he’s met with whines and hazy eyes. “‘bedo, ‘bedo, pleeasseee~” you sob into his palm, hugging his arm in an attempt to keep more of his warmth to yourself. “wh- what’s going onnn? i’m sca-ared…” he shushes you, soft caresses tickling your neck as he presses a kiss on your temple. it’s exhilarating how much you shuddered from a mere peck and wondered that should he have made the effects stronger, it certainly would have sent you right over the edge. “sh sh shhh, it’s okay, darling. you’re fine. your body’s just reacting… accepting… let me indulge in this moment for a little bit longer, ‘kay? then i’ll relieve you of your pain.” you don’t process any of his words, just looking up at him with fearful yet trusting eyes. he chuckles when he sees this stupidly cute expression on you and helps himself to nip on your earlobe. “ngh, nha ♡ n- no! not the ear…! ‘bedo, ‘s too sensitive!” your toes curl at the onslaught of pleasure, and you can’t help but kick your legs as you’re overwhelmed. “y- you can’t…!” “oh dear,” he chuckles, pulling away from your lobe and watching as you lay on his lap, panting and twitching at the sensation of it all. “it’s just the ear, darling. surely, you can’t be that sensitive yet?” he eyes the cup of tea that he had brewed, suspiciously tinged with pink. “you haven’t finished your cup yet, you know.” “c… cup?” you slur, tongue feeling leaden. through half-lidded eyes, you can barely make out the sly smile on albedo’s lips. “wh… whaddya mean…?” huffing a fond laugh, albedo shakes his head and reaches out for the teacup, before tilting it into his mouth. his lips descend on yours, tongue swiping at your lips to be permitted entry. you part them, and the distinct taste of tea enters your mouth as he kisses you even deeper. “that’s what i mean,” he smiles, pulling away with naught but a string of saliva attached. now his cheeks glow pink, as he watches you with lustful eyes as pleasure and unbearable heat shake your body once again. “it’s time to fall even deeper, my love.”
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yaekiss · 1 month
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since your normal requests are still open (^ω^) i absolutely NEED to go next door to my darling kaeya!!! he can’t just be so devoted and adoringly obsessive without being rewarded! after that little show of a picture he sent, can’t quite be satisfied until i ravage him the way we know he wants </3
𝑹𝒆𝒄𝒊𝒑𝒓𝒐𝒄𝒂𝒕𝒆𝒅
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꩜ Room Content: Dom! GN! Reader x Yan! Sub! Kaeya, no gendered terms for reader, Kaeya calls you "my heart", unhealthy and obsessive relationship from Kaeya, unhealthy attachment from reader, stalking (from Kaeya), mentions of biting and marking (Kaeya receiving), handjob (Kaeya receiving), lmk if I missed out anything ! ꩜ A/N: This is a (long overdue) sequel to this love letter from a previous event (now closed!) Sigh I really meant to finish this a lot earlier, first it was supposed to be your birthday present then when that date passed by, a v-day gift of sorts,,,,, But it's here now!! Hope it's kind of what you were looking to read @pulpbeing !
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The whole walk over to the next room, regardless of how short it was, you were barely cognizant. It was hard to be, when mere minutes ago, it was revealed to you that your lover was some sort of obsessive stalker. (Yet, why does your heart still hammer so hard in your chest?)
Each step draws you closer and closer to Kaeya, and before you even register it, you’ve reached the door to his room. It's the very last one in the hallway. The room opposite his is vacant.
Your blood thrums under the skin of your fingers as you reach out to the smooth cold handle on the door, as if the mere act of crossing that threshold could shatter everything at once.
And to your surprise, the door swings open without any resistance.
The second your foot pads onto the carpet of his room and the door locks behind you, the atmosphere turns electric as a singular starry eye bores into you from where Kaeya is lounging on the bed.
And there he is. Draped in the same lacy white lingerie in the scandalous photograph he sent to you. As if the sight in the picture wasn’t stunning enough already, the sight of your lover before you outright steals the breath from your lungs. 
Adorned in naught by the gauzy fabric, you drag your gaze down from his face, to the crimson-stained trail left from that trickle of wine from his lips. The sheerness of the lingerie leaves nothing to the imagination with the way it snugly hugs his figure. The curve of his chest, his slender yet toned physique, stark white garter belt against the flesh of his thighs.
It's all ridiculously tantalising to you. And he knows it.
“No need to just stand by my door, my heart. You can do more than just gawk at me, you know?” Kaeya all but purrs out to you from where he’s seated, his one eye squinting as he grins.
Somehow, your body has already betrayed your warring thoughts within because when you next blink, you’ve crossed over to the bed, the mattress dipping as you take your seat beside him. His grin grows more blinding at this and he squeezes in closer to you, until your thighs are touching. 
“So the cat’s out of the bag, and now you know I’ve been tailing after you in Fontaine like some lovesick dog off a leash,” he sighs noncommittally, as if he didn’t just admit to stalking you.
He fixes you with a gaze, “How exactly does it make you feel?”
“Is it fear?”
The silence grows when you don’t respond, as if you know in a deep twisted part of your mind, that despite this, Kaeya would never harm a single hair on your head.
“Or is it desire?”
And it’s at this, that your heart thumps. 
The kiss is messy, more tongue and spit than anything else but you can’t be bothered when you’re busy removing the lingerie still on him. He melts into you as your hands wind around his frame, unravelling and undressing him from the flimsy layers of white lace that dare to separate him from you. When you watch the pure white tumble from him, perhaps he’s not the only one whose desires drive them wild.
A breathy moan leaves him as you leave bite mark after bite mark across the expanse of his neck. The feeling of your teeth pressed against his skin, the pressure and force behind it threatening to break past the surface. You’re kind enough to grant him one last hickey prior to pulling back and briefly admiring your handiwork.
Hands trailing down his side, you graze your fingertips over his hips before you settle a palm against his length. Just before he can roll himself up to rut against your hand, your other hand grips the side of his hip, stilling him as a protesting noise slips past his lips.
“You’ll move when I say you can. You can do that for me, yes?” 
Docile, he nods and simply watches on as your hand wraps itself around him. You can tell by the way he’s fisting the bedsheets that he’s holding himself back, resisting the urge to fuck into your hand. Aided by the precum drooling from his tip, you glide your hand slowly up and down, marvelling at the way his breath hitches and eyes screw shut whenever you twist your grip exactly where you know he likes it.
It doesn’t take long before you can tell he’s reaching his limit. His breathing grows clipped and ragged and his groans and whines become increasingly needy. Every time his hips jerk involuntarily, your hand stills, prompting him to plead pitifully for you to continue. He makes quite the sorry sight before you, and your heart twinges with the need to watch him come undone.
Deciding you’ve toyed with him enough for now, you lean in, whispering, “Go on, let me see how you reward yourself.”
His pulse jackrabbits as you lave your tongue along his jugular, panting out broken “thank you”s at your generosity while he frantically chases his release, rutting into your hand. A quick twist and he’s spilling over, crumpling in on himself as he moans unabashedly at the pleasure you’ve shown to him. He has his chin hooking over your shoulder and arms wrapping around you, pulling you into a tight hug whilst riding out his high, his chest heaving as he catches his breath.
Suddenly, your world tilts when Kaeya pulls you down onto the bed, you lie atop him, trapped in his embrace.
And coy as he is, he slithers next to your ear and whispers breathlessly, “It’s alright, you can have your way with me,” you can feel his heart pound from beneath you, your pulse matching his.
“There’s no one next door anyways.”
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cloudshuffle · 9 months
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their favourite places to kiss. yan!genshin.
Childe
From collarbone to jaw. Likes drawing reactions out of you and feeling your body betray yourself - what better place for that than the place you're most vulnerable?
Zhongli
Forehead. He might be known to be civilised, but there feels something condescending about the action, something... soothing, as if he's saying, there, there, you may be acting up again, but I forgive you.
Kaeya
Lips. If he hadn't just been threatening to destroy your social life half a minute ago, Kaeya can be surprisingly romantic. Kisses are few and far between, so he relishes each one, taking his time to pull you close.
Diluc
Wrists. Especially freshly perfumed. Isn't it said that people are supposed to apply perfume where they want to be kissed? The action feels so intimate to him, pressing his lips right over your pulse.
Xiao
Shoulders. There's something primal about brushing his lips over your shoulders, Xiao feels, something curiously possessive about the way he has to curl himself over and hold you in place just to get you there.
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hunnieknight · 1 year
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Sorry if you cant understand this request but...
Can I request any Yan!Genshin character(s) reaction to seeing Reader not using their gifts. When they ask about it Reader just says they are keeping it safe by not using it because their really clumsy and dosent want to destroy it...
(I just want to say your Yan!Academy!Genshin art is very cute and its very lovely <3)
"Sorry, i just can't trust myself to not break it" (+Art)
Yan!Genshin charas when you don't use their gift (int his context,i would assume trinkets and stuff)
CW : Soft yan, this time they are nice, fluff(?), implying possessive behaviour
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When you guys meet again, they see no glimpse of the gift they gave ON you. Then you explain that it is too precious so you store it somewhere.
“Huh? So what? I can always buy or fix it for you”.
They can always get/ make another one. But deep down, they feel warmth in their sick twisted heart.
“You cherish it so much you are worried it will break?? Oh! You know the only thing you can break from me is my patience sanity, darling.” (Ningguang, Childe, Kaeya, )
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Confused, perplexed, bewildered, distressed. Even though you assure them that you are just worried about the gift breaking or missing, they can’t get rid of the feeling that you mean otherwise.
‘Is it...bad? Is it not to your liking? Are you too ashamed to wear it? Wait, what if you actually wear someone else’s gift?!”.
Why don’t you wear it? They just want to show their love to you by ‘marking’ you of their item, don’t you want people to know you are theirs?? Well, no matter! They will just give you more kinds of gifts and hope you will wear one of them.
“Oh..you sure? Maybe it is not to your liking? You are clumsy and afraid to break it? Well, at this point you might as well break my heart-“ (Diluc, Aether, Ayaka, Itto)
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"I see.” They understand, if they were in your shoes, they too would store any precious items from you close to them. Hell! If it is possible they would totally stick it right beside their heart.
“Well, I know how to properly keep the gift I gave you in pristine condition. It is better if I do it myself, I assume the gift is at your home? No, I don’t mind the walk, let’s go to your house. I insist” careful,they might take a souvenir from your house (Albedo, Zhongli, Tighnari, Eula)
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“I’m a bit offended, really. Is it really that hard to take care of a gift from me? What’s with that look? You know I am just joking~”
they are not joking Please wear it next time (Cyno,Ayato,Yae)
I wanna make reader/you wear fingerless glove ngl
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