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weastiansan · 3 years

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eyes that hate.

what happens when you finally catch xiao when he's suffering with karmic debt?

gen!reader × xiao

cw: xiao going through it, use of xiao's real name

word count: 1400

“Xia-”

“You called?”

It wasn’t uncommon for the adeptus to teleport behind you before you had even finished whispering his name. You had grown used to it, and the way the wind whispered next to your ears as he appeared next to you had become a sound that brought relief. When you turned around, you expected to see Xiao’s usual, collected composure, but instead came face to face with a pained expression. A sigh slipped from your lips, but the sigh was not well received by the being in front of you.

“If you came here to judge how I look, then be off. I have no time for this.”

Xiao spoke slower than usual, and it didn’t take more than a sentence for you to realize that his words were slurring. Obviously, he wasn’t one for drinking, so you knew that Xiao was going through one of his spurts of heavy karmic debt.

You’d never actually witnessed it happen to him; Xiao had only told you that he wishes you would never have to see it in action. But unbeknownst to Xiao, you wanted so badly to be there when he was vulnerable. He was there when you were on the verge of breaking, and it was only ideal that you could do the same for him.

Before he could disappear into thin air, you grabbed his wrist, causing him to glare at you in a way that was only seen when he was looking at enemies. “Let go.” Xiao practically growled the words at you, but his eyes hid a sense of urgency and desperation. Whatever he was dealing with was about to overcome him, and he didn’t want you near.

“No.” The hold you kept on his wrist tightened, which only led to what sounded like panic from the adeptus.

“Mortals have no business being around me at this time. Release me.” Xiao started to pull away from you, and if he wasn’t holding the pain in his body at bay, he could have broken free. "Hurry and let go of me already!" The tone of his voice grew more and more anxious with every second, but by the time you let his wrist drop from your hand, Xiao could only teleport a few meters away before dropping to the ground.

Grief, sadness, anger, and everything in between filled the air to a point where it was stifling. Everytime Xiao clutched his head or his chest tighter, you felt your own heart sink. You were careful with how you approached him, but with the way he was trying to keep himself grounded, you knew there wasn't much that could surprise him. When you reached him, you could only see one of his eyes clearly through the way he held his arms close to his face. With nimble fingers and a gentle reach, you slowly began to coax Xiao to give you one of his hands, which you immediately started rubbing circles into when you felt him place his palm in yours. The tremors in his hand echoed the ones in his stained heart, and you couldn't feel anything but sorrow towards Xiao.

When you had called out his name earlier, you had done it close to your home since you were hoping Xiao might accept an invitation for almond tofu. Of course, that plan was thrown to the side, but you were glad you had somewhere close by to take him.

It was a while before you finally brought yourself to finally pick him up; you were more worried that Xiao would disappear again when you scooped him up into your arms.

To your surprise, he leaned into your touch, shutting his eyes and letting himself catch his breath for a mere moment before preparing to fight the next wave of pain.

You practically glided along the path home, being careful not to jolt the adeptus in your arms. Occasionally, he would try to turn out of your grip, but nothing was going to take him away from you. Not even Xiao himself.

By the time you reached your little cottage, Xiao was out of breath and his face was pale. There wasn't much you could do other than lay him down on your bed and sit beside him; so that's exactly what you did.

You kept your hand close to his just in case he wanted to grab onto something. He never reached out to hold your hand, but you wondered if the reason that Xiao kept tapping your fingers was to remind himself that you were still there.

There was a stab in your heart each time Xiao growled at the pain in his head, and you felt even worse when you saw him clench his fists tighter. Gently, you brushed your fingertips on his knuckles, waiting for him to open his hand so you could go back to rubbing soothing motions on his palm.

For Xiao's sake, you had been avoiding looking at his face for the time being, but your eyes were immediately drawn to him when he finally opened them. Eons of karma clouded his irises, leaving them dull and full of regret. But even though they were tainted with everything he had ever done, you still called his eyes beautiful.

It was one of the things Xiao could never understand about you.

How could you, the mortal who everyone turned to in times of need, see Alatus like this and still tell him you loved him? The idea always left him astounded; but he couldn't be anymore grateful.

As time went on, Xiao's breathing slowed, and the stormy eyes that you had been so captivated by eventually cleared into the sea of gold that you were used to. You couldn't bring yourself to let go of his hand, so you closed your fist over his and brought it to your chest instead.

Oh, how breathtaking Xiao was when he looked at you in wonder.

"I'm sorry." His words held the weight of his debt, as if being around you would pass it on. "You should not have seen me like this."

"And you shouldn't have to bear this alone."

The way you responded forced a sigh out of the adeptus. He should not have to deal with trivial matters such as love. There was no place for love for someone like Xiao. But every time you called his name, his hardened heart softened, and every time you came to Wangshu Inn with almond tofu in your hands, the desire for you increased tenfold.

Xiao had never imagined love. Xiao wasn't even sure if this was love. All he knew was that you were the one he could never break a promise to, but that made you special enough for him to consider the idea of it.

"It's my fate. As an-"

"An adeptus, I know." You could already sense Xiao's disbelief at how you had interrupted him, but this was one argument you were not going to let him win. "Xiao, I know it's fate, but haven't you considered that maybe two people can share the same fate?"

Xiao gave you the same dumbfounded stare he had shown you the first time you came up to the roof of Wangshu Inn. "My burden is not for sharing," he said softly.

"It's not a burden, Xiao." Cautiously, you brought a hand to turn his face back towards yours. A breath was caught in your throat when the eyes that you were obsessed with met yours. The people always said the eyes hold a person's soul, and they were right.

Xiao, whose soul was so ruined, still shone with so much clarity. An entanglement of serenity and chaos.

Eyes that hated, but longed to love.

"Mortals are so persistent." There were fragments of a broken smile on Xiao's face. You hoped that one day you could collect all the pieces.

"We are, aren't we?" A fraction of a second suspended in eternity; and you wanted nothing more than to spend it with him. "Rest for now. I'll be here when you wake up again."

When you saw Xiao's eyes finally close and felt his hand become heavier in yours, you leaned closer to him before pressing your forehead to his and whispering your own promise to him.

"Until there is no more hate in you, I will love for the both of us."

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weastiansan · 3 years

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Hiya! May I please get a small espresso with hazelnut syrup and caramel drizzle? Oh my bad, two of those please, Xiao said he wanted one too!

(Hope I did this right djdjdjjdjsjdks)

Heya, dear anon! I'm so, so sorry that it took me so long to get to your request and that it's quite short, compared to other pieces I've written. I hope you still like what I came up with. <3 So, without further ado, here's your drink: a small espresso with hazelnut syrup and some caramel drizzle on top!

Prompts: fluff, there’s only one bed, “Stay with me. Please.”. “Come here and hug me.” (400 followers event: JJ's coffee shop)

Cozy company – Xiao x gn!reader

Xiao wasn’t sure how he ended up in this situation, your body firmly pressed against his, your face buried in the crook of his neck, so that your breath was softly brushing against his skin with every exhale, but he was convinced that it had something to do with the fact that he simply couldn’t say No to you.

When you had called him in the middle of the night, he had immediately assumed that you were in danger, that you needed his help with something but he had never expected to find you sitting on the edge of your bed, looking at him with tired eyes, a soft smile tugging at the corners of your mouth when you spotted him. “I couldn’t sleep,” you had explained. “I’m sorry for bothering you but – I never sleep well when you’re not here.”

At first, he had stared back at you, arms crossed in front of his chest, contemplating whether he should be angry that you called him here for nothing – for worrying him for nothing – or if he should rather ask you what he could do to help. But as soon as you had reached out for him with this pleading expression in your eyes, he realized that being angry had never been an option. You had called for him because you needed him, so what did it matter that you weren’t in any danger? In fact, he should be glad about that instead of acting like you were wasting his time.

“What can I do?” he had asked in that soft, gentle tone that was exclusively reserved for you, and a smile had flashed over your face. “Come here and hug me,” you had replied. “And stay with me. Please.”

And that had been the moment in which he knew that he was going to spend the entire night by your side, even though your bed was way too small for two people to be comfortable, even if you snuggled up to him like you did right now, limbs tangled together underneath the thin blanket.

Xiao turned his head to catch a glimpse of you, sound asleep next to him, almost as if his mere presence was enough to keep anything that could have disturbed you at bay. In the beginning of your relationship, it had scared the living daylights out of him that you had placed your trust in him without hesitation and that you had never acted like he could hurt you, but now, a couple of months later, he just felt grateful for it. You were the only one who could make him feel like this; the only one he allowed to be this close to him, and he couldn’t deny that it felt good to have you by his side.

To stumble upon someone who genuinely loved him was the best thing that had happened to him in a long time, he knew that. When he was with you, he often felt like the weight of the world was lifted from his shoulders and like everything he did in the past didn’t matter anymore. It was rare that he got to experience moments of true peace but when he did, it was always with you. And maybe one day, when he finally managed to find the right words to express what he felt, he’d tell you how much you really meant to him. But for now, it was enough to be here and watch over you, just as you requested.

He pressed a soft kiss to the top of your head when you mumbled something in his sleep, something that sounded like his name, followed by an array of incoherent words. “I’m here,” he whispered into the darkness of your room, a silent promise resonating in his words. I will always be by your side.

Thank you for reading! If you enjoyed it please consider reblogging or leaving a comment. I'd really appreciate the support! <3

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Get to know me: Antagonist [5/5] Itachi Uchiha

“The village does have its dark side and its inconsistencies, but I’m still Konoha’s Itachi Uchiha.”

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A Sight To Behold

Pairings: Diluc, Kaeya, Childe, Xiao X reader

Warnings: Spicy spicy, boys looking hot while cleaning their weapons

My last post before I start the bias game 😭 happy eating my fellow players

The strength one needed to wield such a weapon. To carry its weight, to use the heaviness of the blade to one’s advantage, they say only those who can shoulder the weight of the world are capable of mastering the claymore.

“Adelinde, have you seen Diluc?”

The maid paused, glancing up at the ceiling as she thought. “I have… he was heading upstairs, I believe.”

You smiled at her in gratitude. “Thank you.”

Grateful that he hasn’t left yet, you raced up the wooden stairs. Your feet naturally led you to his office, but when he wasn’t there, you changed course for his bedroom. The door was open an inch, but still you knocked.

“Diluc?” You called.

“Come in.”

The sound of his voice was enough to make you smile and send a flurry of butterflies dancing in your chest. You glanced around the room, finding him seated in a chair. Your mouth opened to speak, but when your brain caught up, any and all possible words died in your throat, coming out as a small squeak.

The setting sun coming in through the open window shined an orange light on him, playing with the shadows on the wall. Diluc was bent forward, jacket and vest missing, leaving him only in a black shirt with all the buttons undone. The sleeves were rolled up to his elbows, hands bare, one holding the claymore steady while the other scrubbed it with a cloth. The muscles in his forearm flexed with each back and forth drag of the cloth, legs open a little to rest the weapon across his firm thighs, balancing out the weight. His ponytail shifted, thick red locks falling over one shoulder. Crimson eyes narrowed, expression focused, light reflecting off the blade and onto his abs and chest-

Heat pooled in the pit of your stomach, a whimper nearly escaping you. Your mouth was dry, tongue feeling like sandpaper.

Diluc’s gaze met yours, making your heart stop. “(Y/N)?”

You forced yourself to swallow and turned your head to the side. Your cheeks were on fire. “I-I, um… You…”

From the corner of your eye, you watched Diluc lift the claymore effortlessly and lean it against the wall. He got up, the material of his pants tightening around his legs as the muscles worked to lift him. Each stride towards you made your heart jump, and when his finger touched your chin and brought your eyes back to him, you nearly fainted.

“Do you have a fever? You’re hot to the touch.” He asked, drawing gentle circles beneath your chin with the side of his index finger.

Pathetically, you shook your head. “N-Not sick! Your fault!”

His eyebrows furrowed. “My fault?”

You couldn’t take it anymore. Biting the inside of your cheek to keep from screaming at the top of your lungs, you turned your back to him. Before you could take a step, however, a pair of unfairly strong arms wrapped around your waist, pulling you back. You moaned as Diluc’s solid chest pressed against your spine, his lips touching the sensitive patch of skin just behind your ear.

“I’ll miss you this week.” His chest rumbled against your back as he spoke, pulling a shaky breath from you as he kissed your shoulder. “I still have some time. Don’t go just yet.”

“Diluc-” Your plea was cut off by a whine as his arms tightened around you.

His hands found your hips, turning you towards him before pulling your closer. Chest pressed against chest, hips flushed against his, your hands gripping his shirt for dear life as you breathed in his scent. He smelled like cedar and wine and it was making your head spin.

“Can I have you?” His voice was a whisper, mouth hovering above yours.

Eyes growing hazy, you nodded. Diluc kissed you deeply and passionately, every so gently backing you towards the bed.

To fight with a sword, one not only had to be agile and quickly on their feet, but capable of coming up with a solution at a moment’s notice. When to swing, where to strike, when to block, swordsmanship was not for those who crumbled under pressure.

You stepped out of the hot shower, shivering as the chilly air nipped at your skin. So badly did you want to go back in but you had been beneath the water long enough. The pads of your fingers were wrinkled and sooner or later, Kaeya was going to whine about how he missed you.

Smiling at the thought, you shook your head and quickly dried off. Changing into comfortable clothes, you made sure the bathroom was clean before stepping out into the hallway. Your feet padded against the wooden floor as you headed to the living room, where your lover was likely to be.

He was, and dear Barbatos, you weren’t ready.

The room was dim, the only light coming from the countless candles littering the coffee table. Rose petals were scattered across the floor and over the chairs and couch, the pleasant scent of lavender heavy in the air. Kaeya sat in the middle of the couch, leaning against the plush backing with one leg crossed over the other, bare hands occupied with his sword. One held the handle, the other massaged the blade with a cloth, working out the stains. Small, attractive shadows from the flickering flames danced across his bare chest, the muscles flexing and relaxing with each movement. Navy hair tied and falling over his shoulder perfectly, expression calm and beautiful as he watched the blade glimmer in the candle light - this scene deserved to be painted and preserved forevermore.

Kaeya looked up just then, smile turning into a smirk as his eye gleamed playfully. “I thought you were going to keep me waiting all evening.”

The flirtatious tone in his voice made your cheeks burn. “W-What’s with the sword?”

He chuckled and set it aside as if it held no value. “Oh, just something to pass the time with.”

Holding a hand out and curling his fingers, he motioned you over. Your entire body flared with heat, yet your feet moved towards him despite the obvious signs of how this encounter will end.

Kaeya hummed and uncrossed his legs, giving you room to straddle his lap. “Well done.”

Your thighs twitched as Kaeya’s hands gave them a gentle squeeze.

“Oh?” He chuckled, shaking his head playfully. “Sensitive already? I haven’t done anything yet.”

Curling forward, you hid your face in his chest. “Don’t tease me.”

His hand slid beneath your shirt just then, the tips of his fingers grazing your skin, travelling up and down the dip of your spinal cord. Something between a gasp and a moan escaped you, head falling back as you started to tremble beneath his touch.

“K-Kaeya…”

He chuckled again, lips pressing a soft kiss to the side of your neck. “Yes?”

“You’re a jerk.”

His laugh was music to your ears. You had to admit it - you loved it when he teased you. From the way you pushed into him, subconsciously trying to feel more of him, Kaeya knew you enjoyed it without the words leaving your lips.

“Well, I am going to be away for seven days. I’d like to have my fill of you before the morning comes.” He said, pinching your chin between his thumb and index finger. “Are you going to be good for me?”

Mind clouding over, you gripped his strong shoulders and nodded. Kaeya locked you in a heated kiss, one arm wrapping around your back as he shifted, easing you onto the couch.

Shooting an arrow required patience, skill, and knowledge. How hard to pull back on the string, which way the wind was blowing, far how away the enemy was: truly, the bow was the hardest weapon to master.

“Childe!” You called, scooping a spoonful of rice onto the plate. “Dinner’s ready!”

You hummed a song as you continued to fill the plate. Admittedly, you made more food then could be consumed in one meal, but leftovers wouldn’t hurt. Some for you, some for Childe to enjoy on his trip to Liyue, and some you could drop off for his family tomorrow.

Placing the plates on the table, you realized the harbinger still hadn’t arrived. “Childe?”

No response.

Furrowing your brows, you stepped out of the kitchen and went hunting for the man. It didn’t take you long to find him, sitting on the floor across from the fire place. A sea of pillows surrounded him, a mess you made earlier and failed to clean up.

Childe’s legs were crossed, back hunched as he fiddled with his bow. He wasn’t wearing a shirt, and thus, provided you with the beautiful sight of his shoulder blades as they moved beneath the skin. He held the bow up straight with one hand, bicep bulging, the veins in his hand viable from how tightly he was gripping the weapon. The other hand worked on the string, shifting from the top and bottom of the bow as he tightened it. His skin glistened in the light of the fire, the sweat of today’s work not completely dry. He exhaled deeply, chest pushing out to reflect this. Blue eyes, a void of an ocean, fixated on his task. The string of the bow snapped and the livid expression he made set your blood on fire. You loved when his eyes flashed with emotion like that.

Tongue running over your bottom lip, you crossed your arms and leaned against the wall, eyes tracking every movement his muscles made.

The corner of his lips suddenly curled up. “Like what you see?”

Busted.

Turning away to hide your flushed cheeks, you coughed awkwardly. “Dinner’s ready. I called you a few times, but…”

“Ah, sorry about that. This thing is giving me trouble.”

You smirked. “Really? A bow is giving Tartgalia, the eleventh of the Fatui Harbingers, trouble?”

Childe snickered and uncrossed his legs, bending them at the knees instead. “Help me with this?”

Playfully rolling your eyes, you approached and settled in the space between his legs, back resting against his chest. His muscles felt heavenly against your back, a plethora of naughty images racing through your mind.

You held the bow steady with both hands, which freed Childe’s so he could set and tie a new string properly. His chin rested on your shoulder, breath giving you goosebumps as it tickled your skin.

“That should do it.” He finally said, giving the string a test pull. “Thank you, baby.”

Your heart clenched as you lifted your hand to pat his cheek. “I’m gonna miss hearing you call me that.”

He chuckled and took the bow from your hands, setting it aside. “Hey now, it’s still today. I’m still here for another night.”

Wrapping his arm around your stomach and pushing into you with his chest, Childe encouraged you to lean forward. What you weren’t expecting was for him to push your chest against the floor, your head resting on one of the many pillows scattered around.

You moaned as his lips started kissing the back of your neck. “Childe… the food’s gonna get cold…”

“We can re-heat it.” He said nonchalantly, pulling a pillow over and placing it beneath your hips. “I hope you’re comfortable, because we’re going to be here for a while.”

A spear was both a simple and complicated weapon. Light and easy to twirl, difficult to aim and throw. They say the true power of the spear doesn’t come from the weapon itself, but the hand that wields it. It is a test of one’s true strength.

“There. That should do it.” You mumbled to yourself, tying off the string to keep the stitching together.

The blanket in your hands was one you’ve spent countless hours making. Ever since you found out Xiao would be leaving for several days to handle a sudden spike is demon activity on the outskirts of Liyue, you’ve been running around like a maniac packing food and other things for him, despite his protests of not needing it.

Folding the blanket you rose from the chair and placed it into the large bag of items you were forcing the Yaksha to bring with him on his trip. Once it was packed away, you headed to the highest balcony of the inn to check on him.

He was right here he told you he would be, and as always, though maybe more so tonight, the glow the moonlight cast on his figure took your breath away.

Xiao’s amber eyes glowed beautifully in the darkness, narrowed slightly and pointed at the weapon in hand. He held the spear’s staff with one and used the other to sharpen the pointed blades with a tool that resembled a stone. The muscles in his right arm worked as a team, doing what they needed to get the job done. His dragon-like tattoo seemed to be emitting a soft glow of its own, hypnotizing anyone who looked at it. Leaning against the railing, one leg bent while the other supported his weight, the breeze that blew by and lifted the ends of his dark hair, once again you were reminded that he wasn’t human.

“Xiao?” You called out to him softly. “It’s getting late. You should get some rest before you set out tomorrow.”

He scoffed, not looking up from his work. “Adepti don’t need to rest. Do all humans forget things easily, or is it just you?”

Okay, bad approach. You should have known the secret message in what you said would go right over his head. Really, what you meant was that you wanted him to spend the night at your side instead of out here.

Biting the inside of your cheek, you approached him. “That’s… not quite what I was getting at.”

Finally he looked at you. “What are you trying to say? Don’t play guessing games and just tell me.”

Your eyes fell to his tattooed arm, the urge to touch him appearing out of no where. Slow and hesitant, you reached a hand out and touched his arm lightly. He didn’t react.

You could feel Xiao’s eyes on your as your fingers traced the green marks, committing them to memory. Even though the tattoo was your main focus, you couldn’t help but blush at how strong his muscles were beneath your hand.

“You’ll come back safely, right?” You asked, meeting his gaze. “Maybe I should go with you…”

Xiao growled at the idea, catching your wrist in his hand. “Do you want to get yourself killed?”

“Of course not, but if something happens to you…”

You couldn’t bring yourself to finish that sentence. What would you do if something happened out there? Cry? Scream? Completely fall apart? All of the above were likely.

Xiao sighed. “You mortals- no, you concern yourself with the safety of an adeptus, yet show no regard for your own? I’ll never understand you.”

Before you knew what was going on, Xiao locked you in a heated kiss. You gasped and clutched his shirt, accidentally giving him an opening to invade your mouth. Strong, gloved hands gripped your thighs and lifted you off your feet, your legs naturally wrapping and locking around his waist.

“Xiao…” You whispered his name between kisses.

“Quiet.” He growled, teleporting to your room and dropping you onto the freshly made bed. “If I tire you out enough, maybe you’ll sleep soundly until I return.”

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he got wet :(

bonus: i return his glasses

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I did these Saiki k icons haha

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weastiansan · 3 years

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happy birthday saikiiiiiiii

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weastiansan · 3 years

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La vida desastrosa de Saiki K, manga (2012-2018) anime (2016) 3 temporadas

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La vida desastrosa de Saiki K, manga (2012-2018) anime (2016) 3 temporadas

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weastiansan · 3 years

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ㅤ ㅤ ⎇ hey you can be my girl? ♡ㅤ

ㅤ 🕒 like or reblog : @inyluvr !ㅤ

ㅤ ㅤ ㅤ ㅤ psd by : @artsyeolpsds 🐠

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weastiansan · 3 years

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You know the whole reason why I haven’t left Tumblr after all these years is because this site is so introvert friendly.

I don’t have the attention span or much less the strength to keep up with Discord conventions (bc apparently fandom is more in Discord these days?? I am not a talkative person to even take part in a group chat *shivers*) or follow with whatever’s going down on Twitter.

I can come on here, make a post into the void and reblog a bunch of posts then ramble in the tags. It’s great. You don’t have to be a person here, you can be a faceless blog and have a grand old time.

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headcanons where you try to dom the genshin boys but they end up turning the tables on you

notes: hellooo! absolutely so, i rarely write for some of these characters but this just motivated me to write for more of them now so aaaa tysm for requesting this! as always, reblogs are HIGHLY appreciated! also anon your ask got eaten up while i was writing this so i rewrote it in the best way i could i hope you don’t mind >__<

tags: nsfw (minors dni or u will fall into mud and never get cleaned), genshin boys x gn!reader, degrading (kaeya, scaramouche), pet names (all gn), nipple play (kazuha, thoma, diluc), handjob (kaeya, xiao), fingering (kazuha, diluc)

— childe!

i genuinely feel like childe would like to be dominated more

but being the cheeky guy he is, he definitely would want to have his fair share of fun too!

you’re all worn out from doing all the work on top, panting and exhausted

and suddenly, childe turns you over and hovers on top of you

‘already tired? i haven’t even had my fair share of fun yet, baby’

and before you know it, the merciless in childe’s infamous harbinger title is taken out on you and your weeping hole

weeping — all, and only, for him

— kaeya!

this man is such a WHORE!!!!

he would probably act all submissive and fool you into thinking you’ve got him under your wing

just when you’re about to tease him by swirling your hand over his hard cock, he would grab your wrist and smirk before turning you around

‘kaeya, what —’ and before you could say anything, your words are cut off by a sharp cry as he slides his cock painfully slow into you, with your walls’ only response is to clench around his length every so helplessly

tonight, you’re really dumb — his — dumb little slut.

— scaramouche!

this MAN god my mind is going crazy already

i can literally imagine you riding him on top, his sweet moans tricking you into thinking that you were doing good

when suddenly, he stops and your whine only makes him smirk

‘you can’t even do this right?’ and before you know it, he tsks and flips you around roughly

you can’t even protest as your face is stuffed against the pillow his head was once against

he thrusts his cock into you in a pace tenfold from what you were doing

you sob into your pillow

perhaps in some things, scaramouche was right — in some things, only he can do things right.

— kazuha!

i can imagine your breathy, open-mouthed kisses swallowing kazuha’s pretty moans as you lightly squeeze his pretty, pink nipples

and as you sit on his lap, you can feel his erect cock lightly brushing against your thigh

you lightly chuckle to yourself, ready to abuse the life out of his cock

but your thoughts are cut short when kazuha’s finger catches you by surprise when it teases your hole, earning a sharp gasp from you

having been away from you for so long, he just wants to hear your pretty moans for him to remember when he’s away from you again

he slips a finger into your pretty hole that clenches around his fingers by instinct, and soon, he’s on top of you

this wasn’t part of the plan, but you’d take it anyway, anyday

— xiao!

this man is a menace i know it i feel it, source: trust me

as the pace of your hand’s vertical motion on his cock quickens, you ask him if he’s going to cum

‘mm… soon, but —’ he takes the opportunity of seeing your glistening hole lined up perfectly above his cock to buck his hips up and shove it into your hole, pushing your away harshly in the process

you gasp as you feel xiao needily thrust against your hole

and soon, he releases into you, filling your hole fully with all his cum

xiao was never one to try surprises, but you’d definitely let him do this again

— thoma!

you’re teasing thoma as your mouth works its wonders against his neck, your fingers playing with his buds swollen with pleasure before you plan to move down into his cock

your fantasies of absolutely wrecking him like you always do are short-lived

as you press a kiss against thoma’s mouth before you fulfill your desires, thoma slides his tongue into your mouth before proceeding to kiss you sloppily and needily

knowing that he’s caught you off guard, he takes this chance to push you against the soft duvet, before his mouth detaches from your mouth and attaches against your neck

‘thoma… wha…’ you manage to say in between hitched breaths

‘let me do the work tonight, sweetheart,’ he murmurs against your flesh before biting it

and in between your thoughts that begin to haze as a result of thoma, you can hear him say —

‘i can’t assure you i’ll be gentle tonight, baby.’

— diluc!

just the way this man kisses you is enough to make you wet, fingers twisting and squeezing them exactly the way you want it

but today — you want to ruin him so badly, and you spread his legs to fulfill your desire

but diluc has other plans

he notices the way your hole yearns for him to fill you, and you try to cover it up with your dominant demeanour

but diluc is stronger, bigger than you — and suddenly, you’re a rabbit against a wolf

‘not so fast, sugar,’ he smirks, as he presses his fingers into your mouth before shoving them into your needy hole

today — you will be ruined by him every so badly

— zhongli!

sorry, but this man is simply not going to cum under your order

your try your best to ride him out, eyes furrowed in concentration

‘are you in need of some help?’ he offers kindly, to which you refuse sharply

he chuckles lightly before holding you by the shoulders and turning you around, your much smaller build trapped in between his

‘i think you do’ he tells you before lowering down and thrusting his cock deep enough to reach the spot that sends you into stars

and he does it again, and again, and again

alas, you both will be both cumming — under his order

— albedo!

you can hear albedo’s pants as he cums, and you realise that your fun isn’t over

‘shall we do round two?’ you coo, your tongue swirling around his earlobe

‘mm, perhaps,’ you hear albedo say, eyes still blown out completely by your first rough round

as he cups your face with his hand to pull you in for a kiss, he guides your body to the side, and before you know it, he’s turned you over

you pull away, confused — ‘albedo?’ you query with a raised eyebrow

‘this round, it’s my turn to ruin you, baby,’ his teal eyes darken and before you know it, his mouth is against your neck, and you realise all you can do is surrender

next time, you tell yourself, i won’t let those golden eyes get me.

if you notice a certain someone’s hc being longer than the rest… myob… :p i hope you liked this, tysm for reading! reblogs are super duper appreciated~ mwa

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