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could you do a Erubahen(from TCF) x anti-social, quiet dragon wife. Like his wife would hide behind him just to avoid social interaction the kind of anti-social. You can feel free to do whatever you want with it cause there isn't enough fanfic of this guy.
BELOVED. ( yandere! eruhaben )
summary : eruhaben loves that side of you more than he thought.
thinking about yandere eruhaben with a shy wife.
as we all know, dragons are proud. they were the strongest creature that stands on the top of the food chain.
that's why when he met you, he was baffled. yes, you are a dragon. a really strong one- and your attribute was one of the strongest that he had seen.
but unlike other dragons, you were different. for the first time on his life, eruhaben didn't expected to see a dragon looking like this- docile, gentle and.... soft.
dragons are solitary in nature. but you were different. rather than being solitary, you were more like a shy kid.
and that was the time he realized that he needs to keep an eye on you.
who knows if there was a person, or a dragon, or a stupid guy with a stupid mask (he won't list an elf since they practically worship the ground you walk in) take advantage of you?
despite of detesting socializing to other creatures, be it humans or others. as much as possible, you didn't want to hurt anyone.
and that's the reason why he decided to take you as his wife. and the way he proposed to you was kind of funny because he was like "if you don't like socializing that much, i'll do all of that for you."
as a husband, eruhaben was caring on his own ways. he provides everything you needed and let you hide behind him whenever the two of you visited the world tree fearing that the elves might approach you and started singing praises about you again.
fast forward, the two of you already met cale and the gang. and they were taken aback when they saw you for the first time. you were very different from your husband- like reaaallly different.
meanwhile, you on the other hand. stiffened up by the time you saw your husband coming back with a lot of people- wait, is that another dragon?
you looked around, finding a hiding place but you found none. so before they could even ask about you, you already ran and hid behind eruhaben.
....
cale as well as his friends stopped. even raon who was rambling about eruhaben. because this is the first time they had seen a dragon running away from them.
and eruhaben just raised an eyebrow at them. a sign that they shouldn't ask any further.
but anyway! thanks to cale and his friends, you slowly started overcoming your fear of other people. you even managed to talked to a human in a human market earlier!
you happily teleported to your lair to tell your husband about the story. you expected eruhaben to be proud and even get a head pat. but you were confused when you noticed something.
he was angry. but why?
eruhaben knew that he should be proud of your achievements. he really does.
but the thought of you not needing him anymore angers him more than anyone else.
and smelling different scents coming from you make his stomach churn.
yes, dragons are known to be proud and solitary in nature.
but aside from that, dragons are also known to be really possessive of the things (be it a person, an animal, gold, or jewelries) that they deemed to be theirs.
“ i told you I would handle the world for you—so why are you letting other scents touch your skin when you only ever need to hide behind me? ”
I’ve been watching gameplay of older WQ for a fic and it kinda made me think of another idea.
SAGAU where the creator favours the NPC more than the playable. Young Alain and Mary Ann who first found the creator while diving to catch a criminal. You look like you’re asleep while being surrounded by ocean creatures. They took you with them (they didn’t know your identity, they thought you’re one of the criminal’s latest victim) and nurse you back to health.
Because of their kindness, the creator’s heart couldn’t help but loves them. So, unknowingly or knowingly, the creator gave them a blessing.
From then on, their life seems to be easier. Everything seems to worked out in the end and nothing was ‘too much’ anymore. Was there an annoying mission that no one has ever solve? When Mary Ann read it, she immediately knows the culprit.
One of his project was postponed because of funding or maybe because he couldn’t find a solution to fix a problem. But after meeting the creator, Alain has plenty of mora and his brain has never work as smoothly, unlike before.
Anything they do is always talked about and revered by the people of Fontaine. They regard the two as saints, THE chosen one.
Which made Furina disappointed for not being the one who discovered you, preventing her from being favoured. And made Neuvillette cried for 7 whole days when he witnessed how you changed your nonchalant attitude to happy welcoming attitude when the Guillotin siblings approach.
Neuvillette : it’s should’ve been ME!
Years after their death, you wander from one nation to another without favouring anyone anymore. That is until you met Alani.
She was crying and screaming about her papers and research that you couldn’t help but approach the poor girl. After giving her a hint to solve her problem, she furiously thanked you and offer to buy you food. (She doesn’t know the creator’s face. No one does, except for vision holders, Gods, & immortals)
Being with her bring you so much joy and you decided to stay with her until she graduates. From then on, Alani’s dread path to graduation which used to look bleak begin to light with sunshine and rainbows. Everything has gone so smoothly (except when she’s overthinking).
Nahida being happy for her but also kinda want to be the one that you favour. Alhaitham review Alani’s thesis, trying to find fault so you’ll realize that she’s nothing special, but finding nothing’s wrong with it.
When Cyno found out you approach her because she was crying screaming throwing up, he has an idea to do the same. But ultimately decided against doing it. Not because of moral or dignity, it’s because Tighnari said he’s not a pretty girl, so it wouldn’t have the same effect.
Author’s Note: i have so much ideas for this. Maybe i’ll write longer fic after all… maybe.
If i get Sandrone, i’ll write it!
tying a bow around sylus’s bicep.
onychinus’s base was dim, with the glow of blue holograms and smell of expensive wine. sylus was leaning back against his chair, tapping a pen against his desk as he read through a buisness letter. his black shirt was unbuttoned just enough to be annoying and his sleeves were rolled up past his elbows, showing off those ridiculously thick biceps.
you had arrived earlier, telling him he could finish up his work first and you’d wait for him. you can’t help but stare at him, or wait, his biceps. and it makes you think, what if you tied up a pretty bow around it? make it pink and it’d be perfect!
sylus smiles. he’d noticed you staring, including that slight pout of your lips when you get lost in thinking and want his attention.
“your eyes are hovering again, sweetie,” sylus said, his voice a low, lazy drawl, with a smirk. “if you want my attention, you don’t have to stand three feet away and pout. i’m right here.”
“i’m not pouting,” you say, stepping forward. you pull out a baby pink silk ribbon from your pocket. “i’m here to neutralize a threat. your arms are a safety hazard, even mephie is worried.” you tell him, point toward mephisto, perched on a shelf, who lets out a sharp caw! so as to not agree with you. but you take it as he did.
“see?” you still point at the bird. “mephie says they’re way too much. too....distracting.”
sylus lets out a short, dark laugh and drops his pen. He stands up, towering over you and holds out his arm like he’s giving you a gift.
“is that so? well, by all means, officer. take me into custody. how do you plan to neutralize me?”
you grin, the same one he loves to see bloom on your face. “with this,” you say.
you step into the space between his feet, heat radiating off him. you grab his upper arm—it feels like solid steel, and wrab the pink ribbon around it. you have to go around twice, just to make sure it reaches and tie a huge fluffy bow right in centre.
“done!” you say, patting the silk, proud of your creation. “now you look like a very muscular party favour.”
sylus looks down at the silk ribbon, then back at you, his eyes glinting with an amused dangerous light. without a word, he suddenly flexes his arm. the muscle bunches and expands so powerfully that that the silk ribbon gives a desperate rip and snaps right off, fluttering tothe floor like confetti.
you let out a tiny gasp.
“oops,” he murmurs, voice thick with fake sympathy as he steps closer, trapping you against his desk. “looks like your ‘safety measure’ couldn’t handle pressure. what’s next, sweetie? are you out of ribbons?”
mephisto lets out a chaotic series of chirps, laughing at you.
“mephie! you’re supposed to be on my side!” you squeak, face turning bright red as sylus leans down, his smirk inches away from your face.
his hands slide up the desk to rest behind you, effectively pinning you down. “don’t blame the bird,” sylus whispers.
“he just knows that if you’re going to tie me down, you’ll need something stronger than silk.”
higuruma noticed the way you kept looking at his nose.
it's been that way since you first met at the law firm. any time you talked, you'd zone out staring at his nose. it was just so.. perfect.
it was big.
and crooked.
and god it looked extra good when he wore his glasses.
when the two of you began dating, the staring problem got worse.
"darling, are you listening to me?" your eyes widened when his voice interrupted your highly erotic thoughts.
"uh, yeah. sorry."
it was blatantly obvious.
"why don't you just sit on it, love?" higuruma finally said, taking off his reading glasses. he placed them on the nightstand next to his book. you walked to his side, already in your nightgown, in which he was eyeing. fuck, did he love those things on you.
"on what, hiro?"
his hand pulled you in closer, making you straddle his lap. he sighed softly, taking you all in. you weren't wearing a bra, nipples evident under your attire. and even through his clothing, he could feel the material of your silk panties.
"y'know, my nose? know you'd like that." he murmured quietly.
you froze.
"i have no idea what you're talking about." you stuttered. you didn't need a mirror to know you were flushed. higuruma chuckled, letting his hands go up and down your torso, groping roughly.
"oh c'mon.. think I don't notice the way you stare at it?" he asks you with a low, teasing voice. "ride it baby."
-
higuruma took a long sniff of your cunt when you hovered over his face, darting his tongue out to taste you. your words died on your mouth when he placed small pecks on your clit.
"smells good."
he had you fully sat down, thighs on either side of his face. a sharp groan escaped him, vibrating throughout you. his nose poked at your clit every time you rolled your hips.
"fuck." his tongue licked long stripes between your folds.
your breathing grew heavier, quickening your pace. "hiromi.." you held onto the headboard while your free hand gripped his hair, tugging at the black locks.
his fingernails dug into your thighs, helping you grind on him. "feels good?"
"yes!" you clenched around his tongue, already feeling your orgasm building up. he inserted two fingers into your velvety walls, curling them at an angle to scrape at your g-spot.
"told you you'd like this..."
your boyfriend's face was covered in your slick. not like he minded. he continued lapping at your juices, nudging his nose harder.
"hiro!" you let out a broken sob, body quivering when you came.
higuruma slurped happily. the wet sounds almost being torture for you. when he gently pushed you off, he shoved his tongue down your throat forcing you to taste yourself.
"gotta do this more often.. haven't made you cum this hard before."
yeah, definitely doing this again.
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"I wish to marry your daughter, Grandmaster."
Receiving that unforeseen proposal from the vice captain himself had sent the last remnants of the slightly sweet yellowish liquor down into the wrong pipe of the said grandmaster, who was now stunned at his boldness and then promptly choked on his drink, drawing nearby attention from drunk folks at the Angel's Share.
It took minimal endeavor for Varka to recover his bravado, coughing up the small amount of liquid that had entered his airway and loudly clearing his throat as if to emphasize his seriousness in the matter. He fixed the unfazed man with a steely gaze, firmly ramming his beer mug against the table, crossing his muscular arms as his back settled over the chair.
"Y'know, kid, I let you off chasing your thrill for violence because it's something you clearly have a passion for," he began, his voice low and thoughtful.
Lohen nodded in agreement; there was a slight twitch on the corners of his lips, betraying a hint of amusement and reminiscence.
Greedy ꕤ
Featuring - Wriothesley and Varka
ꕤ You managed to get both the Duke of the Fortress of Meropide and the Grand Master of the Knights of Favonius wrapped around your finger. . . Certainly, you can't have both?
ꕤ Author's note: seeing a nauseating lack of wrio and varka fics so i had to take matters into my own hands lol. im awfully out of commission when it comes to graphic smut (and using tumblr), but i did my best and i'm hoping to post a more refined version on ao3 at some point (saying this very loosely) :) username there same as here!!
ꕤ Warnings: nsfw, f!reader, threesome, praise kink, slight asphyxiation?, creampie, piv, oral f!receiving, oral m!receiving (wrio), handcuffs, implied age gap but it's not dwelled on, semi-public smut, wrio likes to bite, some fluff cuz i couldn't resist, i suppose there is a fair amount of plot, lots of uses of "good girl"
Word Count: around 7k
Varka’s stop in Fontaine was a shocker. The Grand Master was such a busy man, whether he was offering help all around Teyvat on expeditions or slumped in Mondstadt with mountains of paperwork, he rarely got time to sleep, nevermind take a vacation.
But, it was a tame time of year, and you’ll never forget the first time you saw him, walking around the place you’d grown up, getting a tour around The Court of Fontaine. Everything about him drew you in. His tall height, ever so slightly aged features, tousled blonde hair, every scar that was a beautiful reminder of the battles in which he rose victorious.
And those kinds of scars—Well, you knew them all too well. Not from your own body, no.
From the Duke of the Fortress of Meropide.
windblume festival, while not inherently a romantic holiday, it's undeniable that the longstanding festive traditions are often associated with finding the courage to profess a hidden love by gifting a windblume flower. many mondstadt couples are formed through this yearly tradition, your parents being one of them.
it's a tale you heard until you fell asleep from repetition - your mother, a favonius knight, was let off early in the middle of windblume, only for your father, a bard, to sweep in and occupy her time. by nightfall, she was given that year's windblume flower, a small lamp grass, with a promise to meet even after the festivities ended.
it's a love story that they're proud to share. as such, growing up she encouraged you to go out during windblume, fully believing that you'll find the 'one' the same way she did. you're gently nudged outside the threshold of your home with an allowance as a bribe before she bids you to have a fun time.
you formed friendships during these windblume festivals, eula and kaeya for one, but never found the 'love' that your mother was expecting. even now, as an adult, you doubt that she'll witness the love story that she's been expecting.
"happy windblume festival."
...that is, until vice captain lohen returned from the expedition and bowed before you in the middle of the city plaza. right hand poised behind his back, his left extends a windwheel aster for you to take.
you hear the varying gasps of shock, and even feel the stone statue of barbatos staring down at you two in curiosity. is your archon finding entertainment from all the way up in celestia? rather than taking the flower immediately, you pointedly acknowledge him first and foremost.
"vice captain," you nod, "it's great to see you again, and on windblume too."
tentatively, you take the windwheel aster from his gloved hand. he smiles at that.
"likewise," he replies now standing upright, murky, dead eyes looking at you in bemusement, "and please, call me lohen. no need for formalities between us, i believe."
"you're right about that," your eyes trace back to the windwheel aster, tempted to ask the purpose of this gift. not all windblumes given are a proclamation of love, sometimes it's given as a friendly gesture. every mondstadter knows that.
but lohen gifting a windblume is... questionable, to say the least. still, better to accept it than to be unreasonably suspicious.
"...thank you for this," you twirl the windwheel aster between your fingers. "i'll be sure to preserve and use it as a bookmark."
he emptily chuckles at that, void eyes curving up in delight. "i'm greatly flattered, mx. (y/n). i'll-"
from a distance, grandmaster varka's booming voice calls out for lohen, insisting that their mandatory patrol rounds must resume immediately. he clicks his tongue in irritation, hand reaching up to tug at his choker (hard) like some form of de-stressor.
after a moment, he addresses you once more, smile visibly forced. "a shame that our reunion was cut short. i'll be sure to find you once i'm allotted free time."
you hesitantly nod, feeling unnerved by how worked up he's getting. you're sure he'll be mercilessly rough on any enemies he encounters during patrol.
"...happy windblume festival, vice captain lohen."
his smile widens, flashing intimidating white teeth. you look into his voided eyes, and the abyss stares back at you,
"thank you, that pleases me." parading as a gentleman, he gently takes and kisses the back of your hand.
to your bewilderment, he doesn't let go of it thereafter. he places it on his chest, where you can feel his heart beat. his grip on you tightens,
"do keep in mind not to accept any other windblume gifts apart from my own. i'm a jealous man, you see. if you do... i'll make sure to beat their head in."
how would varka be like if his gf is on the bustier side?
˳ᴗ ᴗ) content warnings 𐚁 ࣪ㅤ𓈒 fem! reader, reader is implied to be on the thicker side, established relationship, nsfw below the cut!
m's note 𐚁 can you tell i highkey forgot what busty meant... anyway this is really just for those thick girlies out there <3 happy late valentines
oooh girl he knows what he wants. is unironically very in love with every. single. curve. on you possible. it was just... it did things to him that not even the best victories in wars would get you.
varka is the kind of man to always have an arm around your waist because... i mean, he would definitely sink his hand down elsewhere.
varka is the kind of man who hugs you in front of others to show like yes this is what he gets at night and the rest of you don't !!!
varka is the kind of man who always immediately scooped you up into his arms after a long ass day out at work. legit just having you pinned underneath his weight on the bed while he has head on your chest, you are the stress reliever and he wouldn't have it any other way.
please the way he describes you to others makes everyone else think he's dating an actual angel, hell maybe even a goddess. and that... that isn't out of his skill range if we're talking how much he can pull. but unironically will call you an angel either way, cause you're his angel, no one elses.
he needs to have you within an arm's reach almost all the time, whether that be back-hug range, or arm around waist range, he just needs to be near you, close enough to pull you closer when people ask if you're together.
oh my god don't get me started on the body worship this man praises you with because it's like his five stages of grief except it's not grief, it's admiration for... well everything.
never lets you feel insecure about anything either, especially when it comes to carrying you around and parading you like you're the reason this world exists.
yes he is one of those men who go wild over stretchmarks n' shi. i won't elaborate any further :3
loves to kiss you all over, it's what makes him happiest, even on the darkest days; he finds himself placing kisses on the back of your nape the most comforting while hugging your body closer to his chest, it's honestly the safest he's felt in a long, long, long time.
overall, your size doesn't matter cuz his love will always outmeasure it (but just to be clear i genuinely think varka prefers people w a lil warmth to them, take that however you might !)
plus, will never tolerate anybody trying to talk about your body. whether positive or negative, and ESPECIALLY when it's uncalled for. he is both your number one supporter & hypeman whilst being the strongest bodyguard out there
he finds every excuse to compliment you, and that includes.... (nsfw utc)
Bounty of bedrock masterlist | Zhongli x adeptus!reader
Synopsis : After the death of your master you wandered the harbor aimlessly, having been taken in Baizhu you feel so incomplete, days after you come across a group of travelers with one funeral director seeming a little too interested in you.
Warnings : Jealousy, reader is a concubine, lost love, this will be a long read
Chapter one - "A promise of love"
Chapter two - "A loving gaze from afar"
Dick: *barely acknowledging the fact that he thinks of Bruce as his father, insecure of where he stood with him*
Tim, the second he was adopted: I am late for dinner with my FATHER. I have to help my DAD with some cases, so I gotta go. Oh, you need my ID? Here, that's Tim Wayne to you, write it down–
My guilty pleasure is Oblivious MC/Reader. So…. (pronoun : you)
He and reader has always been close. If someone need him, they’ll go and find you. If someone need you, they’ll go and find him. Because more often than not, you two are always together. It probably helps that you two work closely and lives together.
Everyone thought it was only natural you two became lovers as they read through the wedding invitation that he happily gave out.
Everyone expects this to happen.
Everyone but you.
Marks of the Dragons
Pairings: Various Genshin Men x Isekai'd!Reader, Neuvillette x Isekai'd!Reader, Zhongli x Isekai'd!Reader, Zhongli x Isekai'd!Reader x Neuvillette
Summary: Zhongli and Neuvillette marked you— they marked you by biting you. What lead up to that situation? You went on a trip to Chenyu Vale with the Chief Justice of Fontaine and Funeral Consultant of Wangsheng Funeral Parlor.
Note: My work schedule has been very inconsistent that I wasn't able to work on anything :< This smut is probably awful since I haven't written smut in so long. Before anyone new asks, yes, Kinich, Sethos, and Ororon are officially in the harem! Since I unknowingly manifested both Zhongli and Neuvillette's banners have a rerun together, I had to write a smut with the two finest men in Genshin. This idea is partially from the unpublished Zhongli smut I had in mind two years ago, so I had to make it a thing for both Zhongli and Neuvillette >:3 MINORS, DO NOT INTERACT. Anyway, I don't post anywhere else but on Tumblr (Genshinluvr), Ko-Fi (also Genshinluvr/Aaliah_exo), and AO3 (Aaliah_exo).
Warning: Horribly written smut, anal, oral, double penetration, blowjobs, hair pulling, choking, Zhongli and Neuvillette have two dicks, biting, marking, maybe mating???
Word Count: 7.1k
sorry. i’m all booked up.
Sethos and Wanderer both having been the chosen with power of gods but are now both starting over in a more "normal" life in Sumeru city. Both of them being basically adopted into friend groups. Sethos being described as a puppy by Faruzan while Wanderer is represented by cats... The warm and cool color schemes in their designs... Sethos being an extrovert and good with people while Wanderer is introverted and avoids people whenever he can but Sethos keeps chasing him down... BUSY LITTLE BEE... WANDERER SMILING AT SETHOS... I need to pace back and forth for a while.
>> 𝐆𝐎𝐎𝐃 𝐋𝐔𝐂𝐊 𝐁𝐀𝐁𝐄
>> Genshin woman x female reader
<< character : navia, clorinde, arlechinno, ningguang, beidou, jean, Lisa, Raiden, yae Miko >>
"When you wake up next to him in the middle of the night With your head in your hands, you're nothing more than his wife And when you think about me all of those years ago, You're standing face to face with "I told you So"
A personal request from my bestfriend, sorry dudes this is not for you.
Navia She shouldn't have stopped you, she shouldn't just ask you to run away with her but now you're marrying the ludex, her heart can't bear it anymore look at you beautiful at the altar but it's not for her , she desperately wants to take your hand and take you away from here but now it's to late. After the wedding she left and went towards home and cried her heart out, she feels more betrayed because it's ludex neuvillete your marrying, her wedding gift was a pair of earrings earrings with a note saying I love you.