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Fandom: Genshin Impact
Reader-insert: Female
Featuring: Kaeya, Childe, Zhongli & Diluc
Warnings: Sexual Content | Read at your own risk
Headcanon: Their reaction to you waking up from a wet dream
I just found you passed out on your desk with a quill in hand and your face resting on an unfinished letter. What am I going to do with you, sweetheart? Though, I must admit I cannot wait to see the look on your face when you wake up and stare at yourself in the hand mirror I left on your desk. The phrase "you're my treasure" is now messily imprinted on your cheek. It is a rather adorable sight if you ask me. And a fitting punishment since it might take a while to come off. As a means to express my gratitude for your lovely letter, I've spoken to Lord Nobunaga. Tomorrow you have the day off. And yes, those are his orders.
Most faithfully yours,
Venus~ 💜
I'll be back for more! Muahaha 😈
// a note left by the futon for you to wake up to
Do you remember when I told you to say ‘thank you’ instead of ‘I’m sorry’? I think I should apply this piece of advice to myself now.
Thank you for talking to Lord Nobunaga on my behalf. I didn’t realise it at the time, but you were right - I really did need to rest. On that note, thank you for yesterday. I’m not sure when was the last time that I haven’t left the bed for the entire day... And I’m glad you were there with me too. I’ll make sure to spoil you plenty soon, I promise.
Or perhaps I should punish you? I swear, I’ve been trying to rub your message off my face for what seems like hours now. It refuses to come off. Well, I suppose I will have to go out with it still in place... It doesn’t seem like such a bad thing, on a second thought.
Fandom: Ikémen Sengoku
Reader-insert: Female
Pairing: Shingen Takeda x reader
Genre: Romance
Warnings: None
Word Count: 920+
Song: Paul Anka - Put Your Head on My Shoulder
(a/n): This is what happens when I can’t get a song out of my head.
It had been a few days since Shingen was discharged from the hospital after his surgery. His recovery was going as smoothly as it could go, but he still needed to rest and take it easy.
Shingen could not complain. In fact, he felt blessed by the Heavens above for having you looking after him and pampering him all day long was like a dream come true.
“Ah, my lovely goddess, you’re so good to me,” he said in a gentle tone, lips quirking up into a beguiling smile.
To say he was smitten with you would be an understatement. You were the most precious being to him and from the very moment he fell in love with you, he swore to treasure you, make you happy and treat you like the queen he knew you were for the rest of his short life. However, his destiny changed drastically —or rather you had changed his destiny. A couple of months ago, he was ready to leave everything behind when the time came, accepting the fact that his illness was quickly consuming the feeble, flickering flame of his lifespan. Not only had you, his goddess of love, given him back the hope he had long lost but also you had given him a chance to continue living among the people he most cherished. Shingen would forever be grateful to you for that and he expressed that gratitude every day by loving you selfishly and without restrains.
Chuckling at his words, you wrapped one arm around his back and instructed him to lean some of his weight on you as you helped him up. Shingen groaned in mild pain. It was normal, it would take a while for the wound to fully heal.
“Let’s walk to the living room so you can rest on the sofa for a while,” you told him once he was out of bed.
“I’m fine, I’m fine. Besides, the doctor said I need to walk around the house for a bit,” he reassured you, trying to soothe your worries. “Besides, I feel lonely without my goddess around, so I don’t wish to lay in bed all day,” he admitted, pursing his lips in a small pout.
His honeyed words made your cheeks warm with a blush. Gently holding his large hand, you slowly guided him into the living room.
“I’m in the mood for listening to some music,” he spoke with a lilt.
“What would you like to listen to?” You queried curiously.
“Anything’s fine, my love,” he replied, letting go of your hand.
During his stay in the future, Shingen had come to love modern music. He enjoyed the old, classic songs the most, especially if they were cheesy and soaking in romance.
You sat down on the sofa and opened your laptop. Soon, you found one of his favourite songs. You hit play and let the soft melody harmoniously fill the room.
“Ah, I love this song,” he hummed contentedly. “Come here, (y/n),” he beckoned.
You eagerly walked towards him, knowing exactly what he had in mind. Shingen extended his hand and you took it.
Put your head on my shoulder
Hold me in your arms, baby
Squeeze me oh-so-tight
Show me that you love me too
His silvery eyes glistened with affection as he brought you close to him, wrapping an arm around your waist as you placed your free hand on his shoulder. The two of you stared into each other’s eyes, swaying ever-so-slowly as the song rang in your ears.
Put your lips next to mine, dear
Won't you kiss me once, baby?
Just a kiss goodnight, maybe
You and I will fall in love (you and I will fall in love)
You could stare into those sincere, silvery eyes of him for a lifetime, revelling into the sweet love story they were so keen to tell and getting lost in them forever.
People say that love's a game
A game you just can't win
If there's a way
I'll find it someday
And then this fool will rush in
Love was, indeed, a game that Shingen was pleased to admit he had lost. If he was a fool, he was the luckiest fool of all. Nothing brought him more joy than to be in love with you, knowing that his love was reciprocated.
Put your head on my shoulder
Whisper in my ear, baby
Words I want to hear
Tell me, tell me that you love me too (tell me that you love me too)
“I love you, Shin,” you susurrated, standing on your tippy-toes to gingerly press your lips to his in a chaste kiss.
The Tiger of Kai was completely lovestruck as it was visible in the way his lips curved up into an infatuated grin while his cheeks turned a soft, rosy hue. Carefully, he leaned down to capture your lips with his sugary ones. Like his never-ending love for you, his kiss was intense, passionate and tender.
He pulled away from the kiss to whisper in your ear: “I love you like all the twinkling stars and the silvery moon love cloudless nights, my sweet (y/n).”
Shingen embraced you with his strong and loving arms, carefully pulling you against his chest as if fearing you would disappear otherwise.
The two of you stayed like that as the final verse of the song played on your laptop’s speakers.
Words I want to hear, baby
Put your head on my shoulder
Put your head on my shoulder
Whisper in my ear, baby
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(Note: The baseline assumption is that both girls were born after he managed to work through his personal issues).
Kenshin
Onami & Ginchiyo: sisters; almost identical twins - Ginchiyo has blue eyes while Onami has green ones; Kenshin considers it a miracle they survived, both being born in a rather weak state. He was terrified ever since he had learnt his wife was carrying more than one child, a multiple pregnancy being an extremely high risk; inseparable at first, still very close to each other later on in life, tend to work together; they oftentimes get an odd gut feeling when the other one is in danger; Onami tends to play out the role of the decoy while Ginchiyo executes the plan; Onami is the physically weaker one, although she is better with words - both in expressing herself and in using them to her advantage. She’s outwardly affectionate, later in life may seem flirtatious and loud. Meanwhile, Ginchiyo tends to be rather reserved with her feelings. She does care a lot, and shows it mostly with action; While Onami knows how to play koto and was trained in basics of self-defense, Ginchiyo has terrible ear for music - and a very good instinct for battle. She can wield weapons, although she prefers hand-to-hand combat (and hits like a truck).
Kenshin did his best not to be overprotective of them. However, he insisted they learn how to defend themselves - and if needed be, how to treat simple injuries, if it was ever necessary.
Knowing his extended family may feel entitled to lives of his children, Kenshin made sure to present one thing clearly: he would not allow it. Ever.
Overall, he learnt to allow them to explore the world on their own, eventually even joining them happily. Despite being initially uncertain about Ginchiyo’s desire to learn how to fight, he warmed up to the idea fast, then sparring with her. Her sword is a present from him.
However, it doesn’t mean he isn’t worried about them at times - about Onami, because her health could have been better, and about Ginchiyo, because he is well aware how sensitive she can be.
When they were little, he withdrew from wars almost completely, his wife sometimes jokingly complaining he turned into a mother hen. Truth be told, he just wanted to spend as much time as possible with them - not because of fear, but because of love.
My favorite champions to use from Age of Calamity ⚔️
I was initially unsure of this game (without spoilers, I just really wanted angst) but upon finishing I realized how much I enjoyed it! (and I still cried in the end so lmao) I will also, always, be a sucker for Warriors games 😆
Eyy they look really nice compiled like this! Map behind is from the actual BOTW map 🗺
Leviathan x Reader
Fluff
Premise: Reader exchanging letters with God, talking about their relationship with Leviathan
Warnings: none
So. Ekhem. Hello, it’s my first Obey Me drabble. Inspired by a dream of a wonderful @cheese-ception, who also happens to have introduced me to the game.
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My child,
Is he good to you? -
The God wrote, sealing eternal love in his words. He set an angel, the finest one, with a task to deliver it to you - and it did, white feathers falling off of his wings as they batter the air, his pristine form soon diving below the clouds and down into the underworld.
He used to be the same. Divine.
You accepted the letter gracefully, the messenger disappearing as soon as he came. Pen in hand, you wrote back:
Dear Father in Heaven,
How could you ask? As if he could be any better.
The envelopes came back and forth, a pile of browning feathers collecting on your doorstep.
My Child,
but how can you love Envy?
Dear Father in Heaven,
How could I not? Only the perfect beings are flawed.
You rose from your desk one last time, handing in the message to the angel waiting just for that, his beautiful face twisted in a deep frown. Yet he disappeared without a word - and you turned around, a head of indigo hair waiting for you. Your heart laughed.
Oooh thank you so much @venuswrites always a sweetie 😊
Tagging @dazaiswindow as well uff thank you thank you
Is it bad on my part that I relate to those on an emotional level ( ups )? In the first picture, it’s me to myself at anything Jean related before it gets too far so-
Written by: @lordsister/@lordsisterxotome (Click here to support me on ko-fi!<3)
Disclaimer: I do not own Ikemen Sengoku or any of its characters. All of that goodness belongs to Cybird. I do, however, own the plot of this fanfic. Please do not repost this on any other website.
‘(Y/n),
Do you know how much it pains me, feeling for you as I do and not being able to openly express it?
Your absence from your rightful place at my side is never far from my mind, but when I dwell on it too long, late at night when I am unable to sleep and even sake cannot numb the edge of my loneliness, I feel it even more sharply. It aches more than any wound I’ve ever received, and your love is the only balm.
How I was a fool to deny this love for so long, too scared and broken to recognize the blessing that was you. War used to fulfill me and yet the taste has dulled on my tongue. I thought I would feel its loss more succinctly, but all I can think of is you, of the real fulfillment you bring me.
Even now after accepting you into my heart I’m still bound not to take you into my arms in the light of day. When it comes to you, I am not a patient man, my love. It frustrates me to no end that I am unable to catch you in my arms and kiss you without care, in full view of anyone who would so happen to look.
I eagerly await the day I can claim you for my own without having to hide. Living like this is unlike me. Living for love of you is the life I wish to live, without regret. I confess the more I write the more I’m tempted to to steal you away right now. I would keep you here at Kasugayama Castle with me, safe and sound, and shower you with as much love and adoration as a man could bestow at a woman’s feet. No one would ever dare lay a finger on you for fear of a slow and painful end at the edge of my blade.
I wish I had your patience, your peace and kindness. Maybe then it wouldn’t hurt so bad to wait so long for you. But I stole your heart out from under the Oda and you know I would battle heaven and hell for the privilege of spending my life with you. I am the God of War and I know how to strategize if nothing else. For now I will wait. For now I will satisfy myself with my dreams of you, with our stolen embraces under the sweet shadow of the moon. She hides us under her pale wing, and yet her beauty will never surpass that of my love’s.
All is fair in love and war, my dearest, and this is one battle I intend to win in time. Wait for me until then.
