逆焰之刃

mostly male or gn rdr, fem reqs ok

[emberluc]

                               ❝BLESSING OF THE PHOENIX.❞

— RAY / EMBER ☆彡

ㅤ                                                                                               DILUC 迪盧克   

                  HE HIM ; MALE ; OMNI

                             !! CREATES&INTERACTS WITH DARK CONTENT.

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inbox is open for requests and/or thirsts. i don’t mind who interacts with my blog. DNI PROSHIPPERS, ANYTHING-PHOBE OR -IST, ZOOPHILES. 

[emberluc]

all mine?

contains: NSFW CONTENT, possessive + sub!scara, top male!reader, slight exhibitionism, angry ish sex (help idk), rdr is a harbinger

requested by @lone-wolf-nergiganos !

scaramouche’s the jealous type.

even if you’re just talking to a new fatui recruit, he’d gather all info on the said person and send them to their death.

everything happened when the tsaritsa summoned everyone for an important meeting.

unknowingly, you had spaced off while staring at a fatui cicin mage. a harbinger’s staring straight at her, it’s normal that she’d get flustered.

unfortunately (for both you and the mage), scaramouche set his eyes on the mage, glancing over at you occasionally. his fingers tapped the table impatiently, waiting for you to break eye contact with her. but you didn’t. your head was practically in another dimension now, eyes glazed over.

scoffing, he lifted his foot up to rest on your leg. this snapped you out of it, removing your chin from your hand and looking at him.

giving him a look that basically screamed, ‘what the hell are you doing?’, you pushed his leg off and rested your head in your arms.

he rolled his eyes before moving closer to you, hand resting on your thigh. unbeknownst to his motive, you ignored the way his hand moved up slowly.

you shot up from the table as soon as you felt his hand palm your growing erection, capturing the attention of everyone in the meeting room.

“is something wrong, (name)?” the first fatui harbinger narrowed his eyes at you, clearly upset that you had interrupted the tsaritsa.

“no. i’m sorry, i just… couldn’t breathe for— hah—a second.” a whimper interrupted your sentence as scaramouche— or should i say kunikuzushi— freed your cock from its restraints in the blink of an eye, stroking the tip as it spilled with precum.

the tsaritsa’s voice resonated throughout the room gently, “if you need to get some air, go ahead and don’t waste any time.”

immediately fixing your clothes, you pushed scaramouche’s hand off and rushed out of the room.

childe could only whistle and put his arms behind his head as he noticed the tent in your pants.

his reaction amplified by 100 when scaramouche followed shortly, immediately whispering the situation to dottore.

you were stomping your way over to an abandoned room at the fatui headquarters, subtly glancing at scaramouche and waiting for him to catch up.

when he was near the room, you pulled him in and shut the door immediately, locking it behind your back.

once you’d gotten close enough, he chuckled softly, “now, now. i’m sure you’ve learned your lesson, hm?”

scoffing, you closed the distance between you two more, pushing a leg in between his own. “my lesson? darling, you humiliated me in front of everyone. for what? for attention? is that what you want?”

putting his arms around your neck, he kissed you with desire— a lustful desire—as he slowly applied more pressure onto your leg.

he breathed erratically against your lips, and you used this opportunity to slip your tongue into his mouth.

at this point, whimpers and moans were traveling from his mouth to yours, his hands clasping the back of your clothes harshly.

seemingly impatient, his hands fiddled with your pants whilst keeping his mouth connected to yours. scoffing against his lips, you grabbed his wrist harshly before turning him around.

his hands were flat against the wall, ass facing you as his back arched unconsciously.

“you’re getting a little too excited, aren’t you?” pulling his shorts down, you marveled at the sight of him bare. getting ready to loosen him up, you could only widen your eyes. unexpectedly, he was already loosened up.

“seems like someone had fun on his own.” stuffing two fingers in without warning, his eyes rolled to the back of his head as his cock twitched in pleasure.

“ah! not there, hah,” his words came out breathless, moans spilling out of his mouth endlessly as you thrusted 2 fingers in him.

you tilted your fingers’ thrusts differently, observing scaramouche’s reaction every time. you smirked in satisfaction when he started tearing up, signaling that you’d found his prostate.

“more, m-more…” his tongue lolled out from immense pleasure, nails digging into the wall as you continued hitting his sweet spot.

in a split second, white painted the walls in front of him, his hole clenching around your fingers.

unzipping your pants once again, the balladeer’s eyes could only widen. “what? wait, wait, i just came—!”

forcing your cock all in one push, you shut your eyes. he clenched around you so tightly, the hot walls surrounding your dick was pushing you off edge.

the room echoed with your grunts and scaramouche’s moans, and slowly the sound of skin slapping resonated.

already feeling his orgasm coming, he tried to match your pace by pushing himself back on your cock.

“f-fuck,” you pounded into him, watching his cock leak with his semen, “you’re too tight.”

his words were incoherent, tears starting to fall from his eyes. his legs were shaking uncontrollably, making you hold onto his hips for support. his breath hitched, choking a moan out as cum spurted from his swollen cock.

the clenching got worse, sending you over edge. the grip on his hips were tight, you were sure to see bruises on him after this. pushing in hardly one last time, you shot your cum up his abused hole.

after attempting to catch your breath, you decided it was time to clean up already.

sighing, “this is what you get for getting so jealous,” you cleaned him up and helped him dress up.

the smell didn’t go away, so you just ignored it for now.

he was quiet the whole time, gulping every time he had to move excessively. he tried his best not to limp, but unfortunately, he’s failing pretty badly.

“scara, you don’t have to pretend.”

“i can’t let myself get humiliated by that dumb ginger and child experimenter, so shush.”

laughing, you guided him and helped him walk out by putting his arm around your neck and putting your hand on the small of his back.

as soon as you got out of the abandoned room, you saw the very three you two despised.

signora, childe, and dottore, standing near the room as they conversed.

childe walked away from the group and walked past you. but before he did, he whispered something.

“next time, you should be more quiet, or else i’ll have to interfere.”

[minqci]

hi girlie😉😉😉😉😉 write me some protective and bold diluc content plz. thanks 😊🙏

♡ protective!diluc as a boyfriend would include...

➸ diluc is super scary when he gets protective over you, and it's funny because he gets triggered by the smallest things.

➸ kaeya uses this to his advantage and teases him a lot by flirting with you here and there.

➸ he's never once ignored when kaeya flirts with you even though it should be obvious by now that kaeya's just doing it to get on his nerves.

➸ he gets even more worked up when other people hit on you.

➸ usually you get hit on when you're hanging around angel's share, most of the time by tipsy men who just want some company for the night.

➸ diluc is always the bartender on nights he knows you'll be at angel's share. he wants to be sure to stop those guys before things get out of hand.

➸ when he does catch them, he doesn't actually say anything. he stands behind you and wraps his arms around your waist, shooting a death glare to whoever crossed the line.

➸ his aura alone gets them scared and they just nervously head back to their table.

➸ but on rare occasions, there are some very persistent people who end up hitting on you.

➸ you were hanging out at angel's share again, which you've been doing almost every night since you and diluc got together.

➸ seeing him in his cute little bartender outfit with his hair up in a ponytail was just adorable.

➸ you were talking with jean and lisa since you invited them over for a little drink together as friends, and it was going well until you felt a small tap on your shoulder.

➸ you turned around to see a tall, dark-haired gentleman. he didn't look like he was from mondstadt from the way he was dressed, so you figured he was a wanderer.

➸ "good evening, i'd just like to say you're looking amazing tonight." the man said, taking your hand in his.

➸ he was about to kiss it, so you snatched it away. "oh, playing hard to get, are we gorgeous?" he says with a smirk.

➸ you slowly start to scoot away when he grabs a seat next to you. "so, you alone tonight? i could definitely keep you company and...satisfied."

➸ before you could tell him, you felt arms around your waist. you knew diluc was going to lecture you for letting the strange man get this far with you, but you were just glad he was here.

➸ diluc did what he always did and stood over you with a brooding aura, glaring at the guy hitting on you.

➸ the strange man did pause, but after a moment he just continued talking. "this your boyfriend, hm? you could do better." he said, pointing towards himself.

➸ you felt diluc let out a low exhale, he was trying to stop himself from causing a scene.

➸ "please, he's not even trying to defend you. i'm not a little bitch like him, stay with me tonight hm?" he said, taking your hand again.

➸ diluc grabbed his hand, slowly tightening his grip and he walked towards him. diluc didn't stop until he was right in front of him, seeing how much he was in pain from his grasp on his hand.

➸ "hey, let go of me-" he was interrupted by diluc squeezing harder yet again, which caused him to let out a loud scream.

➸ people were starting to stare, but diluc didn't care anymore. "get out of here, hm? i see you in here again, i wont just leave a bruise on your wrist." he whispered.

➸ he let go of the guy's hand, and the poor little wanderer quickly ran out of the tavern.

➸ diluc let out a sigh. seeing how many people were looking, he knew this was gonna spread around mondstadt quite quickly.

➸ you wrapped your arms around his waist, laying your head against his back. "thank you, diluc."

➸ all his worries went away with this. knowing what he did made you feel safe, he would've beat him to a pulp if it meant you would stay happy.

➸ "no need to thank me, love." he turned to face you and held your face in his hands. "i'd do anything for you."

[minqci]

hello!! i love your writing style,, can you please write about ayato ? anything is fine!! thank you~~~~

- 🧸 anon

♡ ayato as your tutor would include... (pt. 1)

୨୧ ₊˚๑︶꒥︶꒷︶︶꒥꒷︶꒥︶︶꒷

this is part one, basically introducing tutor ayato and how he slowly but surely caught feelings for his favorite student, you. as a career-driven yet flirty type, he has no experience with genuinely falling in love with someone...you.

୨୧ ₊˚๑︶꒥︶꒷︶︶꒥꒷︶꒥︶︶꒷

➸ you were struggling in almost all of your subjects, college was just a whole new challenge after transferring in as an exchange student.

➸ you used to be in a small school, where everyone knew each other. now, you're in a hustling big college that was 10x bigger than your old school.

➸ "god, what am i gonna do?!" you groaned. yoimiya was sick and tired of your complaints, and so was ayaka.

➸ "i keep telling you to see my older brother. he tutors everyone, and they all got better." ayaka says, rolling her eyes.

➸ you never had a tutor, so it was sort of embarrassing going from the smartest in high school to tutored by another student in college. but you didn't have enough pride in you anymore.

➸ "fine, i'll see him this friday." you say.

➸ "he has a school event that day, his only opening is today. i can text him!" ayaka says, already pulling out her phone.

➸ you just groan and signal for her to go on.

➸ when you got up to the library where ayato said to meet, you realized you never asked how he looked like. you were hoping someone around would know, but then you heard someone say, "y/n!"

➸ you turned around and saw a tall gentleman with long blue hair, soft blue eyes and a warm smile on his face. "ah, i knew it was you. ayaka has shown me many pictures of you, i'm glad i was able to recognize you."

➸ you smile and shyly shake his hand. he gestures for you to follow him and he leads you to the corner of the library. it was quiet, and no one else was near you two.

➸ "care to sit?" ayato asked, pulling out a chair for you. you nod and sit down. he pushes your seat back and then heads to his.

➸ "alright, ayaka told me what you need help with. thankfully, i have some material left from when i taught some other students the same subject you're struggling with." ayato says, pulling out thick stacks of papers stapled together, books and notebooks.

➸ he starts to teach you from the hardest subjects to the easiest ones, and you understand it so quickly. his way of teaching was so easy to understand and follow, sort of graceful.

➸ "okay, how about this sentence? what's the grammatical error?" ayato asks, pointing at the question he wrote down for you.

➸ you ponder for a moment, and subconsciously start to pout as you think. "what an adorable mannerism." ayato says with a smile.

➸ this flusters you and your entire head goes blank. you just turn away and try your best to focus on his question.

➸ "u-uhm...is it here?" you ask, pointing at the sentence. he claps and smiles, looking very proud of you. "wow, you are so smart! i'm surprised you needed my help, but i'm glad you asked."

➸ "thank you, ayato. i'm glad too, you really helped me with these subjects. although with most of them i'm just being careless." you say, rubbing your hand on your neck.

➸ "well if you weren't careless, i never would've met you. that's a sad thought, now isn't it?" ayato says, tilting his head and smiling.

➸ jeez, what was with this guy? you didn't know he would be the type to flirt with one of his students. you just laugh awkwardly and wave your goodbyes.

➸ even though the flirting was unexpected, you'd be lying if you said you didn't want to see him again.

[emberluc]

call out my name

xiao x m!reader

contains: NSFW, male reader, overstimulation, edging, male masturbation, dacryphilia, oral/face fucking

note: this is so long wtf .. part 2? hehehhehhe

after an exhausting night of protecting wangshu inn from harm, xiao flops onto the cold bed. the wind freely enters his room, a chill running down his spine.

for the love of god, where were you at a time like this? he just wants to lay down next to you, or even just be in your presence.

he wants you. so fucking bad.

he claims he doesn’t need sleep, but everyone knows he needs to rest. so he does.

~

“ah, fuck,” you moaned, pounding into his abused, red hole. you know he’s overstimulated, but what are you gonna do about it? nothing.

his words are incoherent, babbling and crying nonstop as he feels another orgasm coming.

“wait… I’m gonna- wait—!” his stomach tightens, hands on your chest as his back arched, cum shooting out of his swollen cock.

“xiao.”

in an instant, he woke up from his sleep, ignoring his painfully hard crotch. you called him.

he’d arrived at where you were in a blink of an eye, but he didn’t see you at risk.

“so you’re finally here, huh? took you long enough,” you stood up, the distance between you two closing.

he cleared his throat, “what do you mean, ‘took you long enough’? I came as soon as you called.”

“did you? I called 3 times and you only arrived at the last call.. were you busy?”

he could only gulp as he remembered his dream, hand subconsciously traveling to cover how hard he is.

you kept walking closer to him, stopping once his legs hit the bed.

“no. I just happened to be asleep when you called.”

“asleep, huh?” your hand brushed over his crotch, noticing how he had whimpered, hand over his mouth.

“you’re all worked up over nothing, don’t you think so too?” you already knew that he had a dirty dream before coming to where you were, I mean, it’s easy to figure that out.

“I’m not. what are you— ah— saying..?” his reactions contradicted his words, his face turning red from the proximity. you’d just started kissing his neck, slowly making your way behind him.

you sat down on the bed, pulling him down with you— his back to your chest. you continued kissing his neck, sucking on his pale skin occasionally.

your hand traveled to his pants, freeing his dripping, hard cock. you stroked it slowly, thumb brushing over his tip.

xiao thrusted into your hand, throwing his head back from pleasure. “more, please..”

you could tell he was about to cum from his shaking legs, stuttering thrusts and ragged breathing.

“no, not yet..” you whispered lowly, thumb covering the slit of his dick to prevent him from cumming, while the rest of your hand tightened around the base of his cock.

he choked out a moan, his legs shaking at the feeling of his orgasm getting denied. tears were welling up in his eyes, his chest heaving up and down erratically.

“please.. please,” he begged, weakly thrusting his cock into your hand. 

“not yet, not like this..” you turned him around, his back falling onto the bed. getting on your knees, you tucked your hair behind your ear.

“wait--!” his words halted as you licked his tip, pumping it up and down with your hands. he tried his best not to grab onto your hair and force it all in your mouth, so he covered his face instead. 

you dragged your tongue on the underside of his cock, tracing one prominent vein. you didn’t think that xiao was this responsive, let alone vocal.

you had decided to take it all at once, stopping yourself from gagging once you felt his cock hit the back of your throat. 

at the thought of him feeling such immense pleasure, your hand subconsciously moves to your own crotch, palming yourself softly as xiao’s moans echoed in the room.

he grabbed your hair, holding your head still as he thrusted into you. this time, you couldn’t stop yourself from gagging. your eyes rolled into the back of your head, tears rolling down freely. he threw his head back as his cock twitched violently, signaling that he’s reaching his climax soon.

you gripped his thighs tightly, waiting for his release. his movements got sloppy, and he did one final thrust before shooting his cum down your throat.

you had no choice but to swallow it all, so you did. he saw your fucked out face, and felt the need to apologize, but you interrupted him before he could even speak.

licking the side of your mouth, you trapped him under your arms, staring at his eyes lustfully.

“now, you should tell me what happened in your dream, hm? then I can help you act it out.”

[emberluc]

impurity

part 2 of sinfulness

contains: NSFW CONTENT, thoma whimpering mfmfmm, subby kaeya, breeding, overstimulation, implied degrading, exhibitionism, edging, gender neutral-ish for thoma and zhongli; male reader for kaeya (ig if ure a girl.. then imagine it as a strap on? idk) thigh riding, oral (receiving), mention of blood, masturbation, provocative words (duh)

thoma, kaeya, zhongli

note: requested by my dear friend @minqci​ ! tried to finish it all in one day for her~ feel free to req more characters, male and/or female!

thoma

despite his fierce and dominant demeanor when it comes to bargaining or fighting, he’s actually really submissive.

he can only whimper quietly as he fucks into you from behind, face buried in your neck. he’d let out a particularly loud whimper when you purposely clench around him, making him grip your waist tighter.

he has complained countless times about how tight you are, but you know damn well he likes it. he likes it when it’s hard to move, when you’re constantly asking if it’s all in.

you’ve fucked him many times, but he still can’t get used to the unbelievably hot walls surrounding his cock, to the point that he’d let out short and muffled whines from how good he feels.

he’s too shy to fuck you from a different position, only being able to focus on pleasuring both you and him if your back’s facing him. 

whenever you ‘innocently’ sit on his lap randomly, the noises he makes are immaculate. he covers his mouth with the back of his hand, and if you push him just a little more, he’ll cum on the spot even if it’s only been a few seconds. 

he’d beg for you to let him cum in you, tears pooling in his eyes from trying to stop himself from cumming. when you allow him to, he’d scatter kisses all over your back as he subtly tries to cum inside you once more.

zhongli

he’s mean. he doesn’t let you cum until he’s sure he feels good. you want to cum? you need to make him remember how it felt for the rest of his life. you can’t take it anymore? yes, you can. zhongli doesn’t stop at tears, he couldn’t care less. (he stops when you say the safe word ok he knows what consent is)

he’s harsh, when it comes to both words and actions. he tries to act uninterested when you sit on his lap while he’s storytelling, face remaining stoic. that is until you unzip his pants, freeing his once constricted cock. he could only clench his jaw as you kept moving around. people would just think, “aw, his boyfriend’s sitting on his lap! how cute”, but you’re actually subtly riding him.

you know you’re fucked when he whispers in your ear lowly, “just wait ’til we get home.”

and once you did get home, his skin started turning into one that’s similar to a reptile, his eyes and hair glowing. geo veins glowed in his arms, along with his canines growing sharper.

he’d pounce into you harshly, at an inhumane speed, ignoring your pleads for him to slow down. your neck’s dripping with beads of blood from zhongli’s bites, cum still leaking out of your hole after how many rounds. 6? 7? you already lost count after 3.

note to self... don’t be a brat around him.

kaeya

you may think he’s the dominant type, but he isn’t like that at all. he’s needy, whiny, and obedient. well, maybe not that obedient.

he’s pretty shameless, both in public and in bed. he’d beg for you to let him suck you off, slowly grinding on your thigh all the while. he’d expose his chest in hopes of you giving in. when you finally give in, he’s on his knees in a blink of an eye. 

when you order him to swallow, he never does it, but when you tell him he doesn’t have to swallow it, he does it. you had assumed that he just longs for a punishment from you, but it seems like he enjoys anything from you.

he’s the type of person who would ride your thigh, whining while rutting against it desperately as he tries his best to cum all on his own. but he always fails, because he needs your help. 

kaeya loves it when you stuff him up with your cum, jerking himself off at the thought of you filling him up all night. he loves getting off on you playing with his nipples until they’re all swollen. 

he loves when you bend him over his desk, making a mess out of him and his stuff. he loves it when you cum into him without warning, and making him do his work while he tries his best to keep your semen in him.

he’s sly and sneaky, but it’s almost like he does his best to purposely gets caught pleasuring himself just to hear you degrade him endlessly while you thrust into his tight little hole.

[emberluc]

sinfulness

contains: NSFW CONTENT, exhibitionism, edging, implied size difference, threesome if ayatos hydro clone counts lol, implied breeding, two in one.., fingering, no specific gender for reader but leaning towards male

diluc, tartaglia, ayato (separate)

note: man. ive reached the worst of the worst why m i like this

diluc

albeit his fierce appearance, he’s quite gentle— in public. he’s dealt with many fatui agents and other enemies, so it’s normal that he knows how to be aggressive, right?

he’s only aggressive if you do something that pisses him off, be it small or big. 

diluc’s the type of guy that swallows his groans, simply breathing out as he pushes himself in fully. when you clench around him, he chokes out a moan, then complains about how tight you are. does he hate it? no, not at all. in fact, he finds it amusing. 

he’s fucked your brains out countless times, so it makes him wonder why and how you’re still not molded for him to fit perfectly.

he’s such a tease, pressing down on your stomach as he thrusts in and out of you repeatedly, listening to your sinful cries intently. 

he’d make you ride him for what felt like hours, not helping you at all even if your thighs start burning from fatigue. when he can confirm that you’ve given up, diluc picks you up, pulls out, then goes in all at once. 

he likes bending you over his desk, ordering you to sign the documents while he fucks you over and over again. of course, if you fail to carry out his simple task, a punishment is guaranteed. 

what’s unbearable for you is pleasure for diluc. you can’t take it anymore? oh, you will take it. you can’t handle 1 more round? yes, you can. he gets exhilarated when he sees his cum spilling out between your legs, his heart swelling with pride. 

ayato

biggest fucking tease ever. other than that, he’s a giver. his eyes are glued onto where you two connect, moving ever so slow.

he waits until you ask for him to go faster, but will he comply? no, no. he’ll ask you to beg. “tell me,” his breath hitches as he shut his eyes tightly, “do you want more?”

he swallowed, tempted by your flushed face and parted mouth.

he sighed, “fine. don’t back out now, okay?” and with that, he summoned his hydro clone. you could only gulp as he positioned himself in front of you, the hydro clone supporting your body from behind. 

you could only gasp at the feeling of both hot and cold entering you. ayato bit back a moan, finding it easier to move from his clone lubricating you.

he chuckled as he fucked you endlessly, seeing a faint bulge on your stomach. you were clenching all over him which nearly threw him off, forcing him to stop in case he cums too early.

his clone pushes itself in once ayato pulls out, and vice versa. it felt like heaven. your eyes were glazed over from the overwhelming pleasure, eyes rolling to the back of your head.

he felt himself grow harder at the sight of you all fucked up, licking his lips. he doesn’t even notice the tight grip he has on your thighs, only you and pleasure on his mind.

as if to silence himself, he’d always bury his face into your neck as he reaches his climax, making you feel his soft breath on your neck.

childe

in contrast to his job, he’s quite the nice guy. he’s sweet and takes you out to dinner, enjoying that he’s eating out with you. or let me rearrange the words— eating you out.

as a fatui harbinger, it’s obligatory that he knows how to be sneaky and quiet. but the question is, can you be quiet? he spoils you way too much, it’s time he has fun.

he enjoys seeing you happy, but he likes seeing your face more when he pleasures you. he’s also a tease, making sure you’re crying from how much he’s edging you before he allows you to cum.

he likes taking risks, as if he were walking on fragile glass, bound to break any time. he loves it whenever you’d put a hand over your mouth as an attempt to keep quiet, muffled whimpers being the most that came out of you.

he’s used to sneaking around in crowded places, which is why he loves the public. he’s quite busy, so whenever you two meet, he makes sure to cherish and make it worthwhile.

he loves humiliating you, his forearm brushing the riptide mark flowing with elemental energy on your abdomen as his skilled fingers worked its way down into your pants. the thought of getting caught thrills him— but you couldn’t do anything, you could only pray to the archons that he’d show you mercy. maybe you should meet more than once a week nowadays, surely he could make time for you..

[emberluc]

no, no. you’re mine

includes diluc, and zhongli

contains: unsolicited flirting, catcalling, harassment, mentions of being brought to a secluded area, mentions of drinking, violence, stabbing, cussing, possessive behavior, reader’s gender is unspecified but some fem terms are used, petnames “cute” “doll” “sweetheart” and “darling” used

what exactly happens when they get jealous?

note: this is so long LOL .. might do a part two tbh i liked writing this

DILUC

you were on your way to angel’s share. as much as you hated drunkards, you could never avoid seeing them, knowing that they’re all lumped up in your favorite tavern.

sighing, you checked your wallet and made sure you had enough for 2-3 drinks.

a heavy hand found its way onto your shoulder, as well as the scent of booze. “hey, pretty. what’s a cute little thing like you doing in this area?”

the overwhelming smell of alcohol made you gag, and the fact that this drunkard was nearly drowning in sweat made you feel sick.

as much as you wanted to push his hand off of your shoulder and slap the shit out of him, you couldn’t. you were scared. scared because you hated situations like this. judging from his build, he could easily overpower you and hell, who knows what type of fucked up things he could do to you?

lightly shrugging his hand off, you attempted to enter angel’s share before he grabbed your wrist and pinned you to the wall. you got a good look at him. he was blushing, balding, and drunk. disgusting.

“why’re you tryna run away from me, cutie?” he put his fingers on your chin, making you look at him.

“don’ touch me,” you slapped his hand off, scowling at him.

“what a harsh little thing you are. shame,” he caressed your cheek as you turned your head away from him, “maybe i should teach you a little lesson—“

“get the fuck away from them.”

you directed your attention to the new voice, eyes widening as you realized who it was.

diluc fucking ragnvindr.

your sworn enemy— someone you’ve always competed with growing up— defending you?

you ‘hated’ him for being stronger than you, and he ‘hated’ you for always beating him in dumb challenges.

putting that aside, you haven’t even had a proper conversation with him in years. all you’d talk about was what drink you’d like, and what the special was today.

“eh? aren’t you the owner of this tavern? go tend to your customers,” he shooed him off, muttering the last part.

diluc grabbed the drunkard’s wrist harshly, eyes dangerously dark as his words were laced with anger, “who do you think you are to tell me what to do?”

shudders were sent down the shorter male’s spine, his voice wavering as he responded, “this doll right here is mine. find your own,” he shook diluc’s hand off of his, turning his face back to you as you could faintly smell his alcohol-scented breath.

diluc scoffed before doing something you’d never expect.

he grabbed the man’s shoulders before throwing him away from you harshly, standing in front of you as if he were shielding you.

“i’m saying this once, and once only. this ‘doll’ you’re referring to, they’re mine. if you want to leave my tavern without broken bones, i suggest you leave and never show your face to me ever again. go.” diluc tilted his head slightly, his red locks falling to the side as he smiled.

the drunk man ran away immediately. i mean, who wouldn’t?

“erm…” you mumbled, the situation becoming tense and awkward.

“(name),” he turned around, his voice gentle as he adjusted his gloves, “you alright?”

breathing out, you nodded, a sheepish smile plastered on your face, “yeah. i’m alright.”

awkward silence took over.

“uhh… did.. did you mean what you said?” you fiddled with your fingers, refusing to make eye contact with the redheaded male.

chuckling, he rested a hand beside your head, pinning you to the wall. “of course i did.”

eyes widening in surprise, you blinked frantically, “but you- what- me? yours?” he sighed before tucking a strand of your hair behind your ear, “it’s really simple. do you not get it?”

“n..no. i do not get it…” your voice trailed off, as diluc’s staring was flustering you.

“even if i acted like i hated you, like i resented you, i never actually did. you saw me as a rival, and so did i, but listen. as much as i’d love to beat you and show you i’m better, i like this game. you interest me, (name). i see you as something that’s off limits for other people.”

“huh? why off limits? it’s not like we’re dating or anything—“

he laughed before licking his lips, “no, no. i think you’re mistaken. you’re mine, and mine only.”

ZHONGLI

you were at third-round knockout, enjoying the food you ordered, along with the tea. you enjoyed drinks that reminded you of zhongli, your crush.

minding your own business, you were merely finishing your dessert. what could possibly happen?

you heard two pairs of footsteps behind you. “hey, pretty. are ya bored? wanna do somethin’ with us?” a black-haired male said, his companion snickering after.

“no, i’m not interested.” you took one last sip of tea before standing up, placing the bag of mora on the table, and leaving. well, tried to leave.

the stranger grabbed your wrist, forcing you to face him. “c’mon, darling. you’ll enjoy it with us,” the companion narrowed his raven-colored eyes at you, his words laced with lust and desperation.

“i said no. if you’ll excuse me, i have to go.” you shook their hands off, but to no avail. his grip was tight, to the point that you’re sure it’d leave a bruise.

“we’re not going to excuse you, sweetheart. you’re coming with us.” they dragged you to a secluded area, holding you tightly to make sure you wouldn’t escape. the blond’s hand was over your mouth, so you couldn’t even scream for help.

“make a fucking noise and i’ll kill you right now. you’re supposed to enjoy it, not be scared.” he responded, laughing afterwards as he made a shush motion.

biting the hand over your mouth, you took this chance to try to escape. you spat in his face, glaring, “fuckin’ assholes. can’t you take no as an answer?!”

the companion brought a knife out, but you didn’t see it. you flung your arms around as you tried to run, but the knife scraped your waist, making you fall to your knees and hold onto your wound.

little did these bastards know that a certain geo user was there.

marks from his days as an archon started to become visible on his arms, his scleras turning black as his eyes glowed.

the pressure made you gasp. you could barely breathe, you were suffocating. fortunately, the bleeding stopped as it was just a scrape.

just a scrape. funny.

to zhongli, it’s not just a scrape. those assholes still hurt you. they still put their dirty hands on you.

you raised your head, seeing zhongli in front of you. was he still zhongli? he was fuming. veins were visible on his hand. you’re sure that the entirety of liyue harbor— hell, the entire liyue— was feeling this insane pressure.

starting with the black-haired male, he crushed his hands over and over again. the companion tried to run away, but he failed. the pressure made it hard to move, or even breathe. zhongli then broke the blond’s arms, making sure they don’t touch you ever again.

a deep voice cut through the pressure, diverting your attention.

“touch them again… and i’ll make sure you suffer a slow and brutal death. i’ll torture you. make you feel worse. tenfold.” he paused, staring at his hands. “you don’t touch what’s mine, you fuckers.”

the pressure got worse before you grabbed onto zhongli’s coat, making him glare at you instinctively.

“please… stop. you’re hurting me.” your voice was barely above a whisper, struggling to think.

the former archon snapped out of it, the pressure immediately disappearing. he carried you bridal style before making his way to the wangsheng funeral parlor to aid your wound.

“are you alright?” he looked up at you worriedly, wrapping the wound.

“yes, zhongli. i’m fine, i promise!” you smiled, flashing him a thumbs up.

“i hurt you.”

you tilted your head before patting his shoulder lightly. “well, it’s fine now! oh, i also have something to ask.”

he raised an eyebrow, signaling you to go ahead with your question.

“what exactly did you mean when you said ‘don’t touch what’s mine’..?”

he sighed before cupping your cheek, “it’s exactly what it says, (name). you’re mine. they touched you, and i didn’t like that. i don’t like sharing what’s mine.”

[emberluc]

overprotective

contains : fluff, violence, sfw content

you were paired with him for a mission. as a hashira, it was your duty to slay demons and protect humans. what happens when you get harmed during a mission?

note: idk if this is ooc im so sorry LOL love u tengen 

UZUI TENGEN

“how flamboyant,” he muttered, forcing a chuckle as his blades moved swiftly, “but it’s time to end this.”

the demon snickered before moving out of the way, successfully avoiding tengen’s fatal hits.

you gripped your katana tighter, staying on guard. 

tengen looked around, scanning the area for the demon’s whereabouts.

you took this as a sign to let your guard down, walking towards him.

“wait, (name)--!” he leaped towards you as an attempt to push you out of the way, hoping to take the hit instead of you.

yet he was too slow.

the demon bared its claws, aiming for your back. you turned around, making the demon hit your side. making a sound of pain, you fell to your knees, grasping the injury tightly.

it’s okay, you just have to stop the bleeding. stop the bleeding. stop the bleeding. (name), you idiot! stop the bleeding! 

your breathing was getting erratic, since you were losing blood really fast.

something in uzui snapped. his eyes turned dark, and his breathing was silent and composed. it was so silent, if you disregarded the noises you were making. 

the demon giggled before taunting you, “you scared?” 

in the blink of an eye, that demon’s head was now on the ground. the sound hashira didn’t even make any noise-- ironic. 

to say that he was angry was an understatement. he was pissed. 

he came back to his senses once he heard your silent groaning, immediately running towards you.

coughing, you shakily laughed, “who knew that it only took me getting hurt for you to slay a demon in seconds?” 

you joked around, trying to lift the mood, but he didn’t smile or laugh. sighing, you said “you don’t have to worry about me, you know. i’m doing fine, i swear! and the wound isn’t even that bad, it’s just--”

“i am sorry,” he applied pressure onto your wounds, sighing apologetically as you winced, “i should’ve beheaded it right away. i was wrong, this was my mistake. i’m sorry, (name).”  taken aback, you smiled sheepishly. “it’s not your fault, don’t blame yourself. i shouldn’t have let my guard down knowing we were in the presence of a demon.” pursing your lips, “…thank you for saving me. i owe you.”

he smirked, a few strands of his hair dangling above his face. “yes, you do owe me.” in a blink of an eye, he was carrying you bridal style.

“we’ll get you treated right away, hm? then maybe… you can do me a favor?” he tilted his head, fuchsia eyes staring into yours.

hesitant, you scratched your cheek. “well, what’s the favor?”

“be my wife.”

[emberluc]

matching pfps for 4 diluc childe zhongli itto so cute 🥺

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