* 𝐋𝐔𝐌𝐈𝐍𝐎𝐔𝐒 .

𝗂  𝗒𝖾𝖺𝗋𝗇  [ . . . ]  𝗶  𝗱𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗺  .

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#𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐍𝐆𝐋𝐎𝐖  . . .  indie  &  private  genshin  impact  oc  .  the  god  of  beauty  ,  healing  ,  medicine  ,  &  life  .  rendered  mute  in  the  archon  war  ,  now  owns  a  small  clinic  in  liyue  harbor  .  (  made  by  owen  :  25  y / o  ,  he  |  him  ).

all  dialogue  will  be  placed  in  ‘  this  ‘  or  “  this  “  for  ease  of  reading  .

wēnróu  :  godly  name  ,  not  automatically known  in  role - play  unless  discussed  .

xǐyuè  :  mortal  alias  ,  people  know  them  as  such  .

do  not  interact  with  this  post  :  i.e.  like  ,  reblog  ,  comment  ,  etc  .

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@raytm​​  :  [ CLOSE ]   sender wrapping their arms around receiver who is on top after they’ve finished,  holding them close against their chest with their face hidden in their neck while they recover.      ↳      soft  intimacy  /  closed  .

      𝐚  𝐝𝐞𝐞𝐩  𝐬𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐥𝐞𝐭  𝐝𝐮𝐬𝐭𝐬  𝐡𝐢𝐬  𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐞𝐤𝐬  ,      as  red  as  the  robes  he  always  wore  &  the  makeup  on  his  lips  /  around  his  eyes  .  hovering  over  zei  ——  straddling  his  waist  as  a  thickness  inside  him  gradually  softens  ,  wēnróu’s  chest  rises  &  falls  to  rapid  breaths  that  were  further  represented  by  the  sweat  covering  his  skin  ,  the  red  lines  covering  his  lover’s  chest  ,  &  the  scratches  curling  around  his  hips  &  ass  .  certain  spots  on  the  god’s  body  ache  ——  marks  made  by  the  one  below  him  ,  all  darkly - colored  &  some  with  teeth  .  [  some  were  in  areas  he  could  not  easily  hide  ——  zei  was  always  the  mischievous  one  ,  but  that  is  what  he  adored  about  him  .  besides  ,  he  did  not  care  of  others  saw  the  symbols  of  their  shared  love  .  ]  a  weak  smile  tugs  at  his  lips  .  as  exhausted  as  he  was  ——  this  having  been  their  second  round  ,  wēnróu  wanted  to  go  again  .  however  ,  he  was  not  given  that  opportunity  as  arms  wrap  around  &  pull  him  down  flush  against  his  chest  .

with  his  face  buried  into  the  crook  of  zei’s  neck  ,  he  lets  out  a  noise  akin  to  a  content  whimper  .  the  breaths  he  stole  from  the  air  began  to  calm  ,  &  he  drapes  an  arm  over  his  shoulder  as  a  hand  cards  through  black  hair  .

                      the  words  i  love  you  need  not  to  be  spoken  .

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@wolfkcst​  :  [ ADORE ]  sender whispering “you’re perfect” to receiver after undressing them 👀       ↳      soft  intimacy  /  selectively  accepting  .

      𝐞𝐱𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐞  𝐦𝐚𝐝𝐞  𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦  𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐥  . . .  𝐨𝐝𝐝  .      even  in  an  environment  familiar  to  xǐyuè  ,  they  could  never  shed  a  feeling  of  uncertainty  .  self - doubt  that  plagues  their  psyche  &  ruthlessly  gnaws  the  soul  into  razor - sharp  fragments  .  murky  grey  hues  close  ,  eyelashes  brushing  the  curve  of  their  cheeks  ——  utterly  incapable  of  looking  at  themselves  in  a  mirror  or  any  reflective  surface  without  wishing  to  disappear  .  it  was  a  miracle  eivor  was  able  to  gently  coax  them  into  this  in  the  first  place  :  the  godcognito  standing  in  front  of  the  other  as  they  let  slip  the  crimson  robes  hanging  off  their  left  shoulder  .  velvety  ,  expensive  fabric  pools  around  their  ankles  ,  showing  off  a  physique  that  ——  truly  ——  was  a  amalgamation  of  the  ‘  best  sought  ‘  features  of  those  who  live  on  the  land  .  long  ,  black  hair  draped  over  their  shoulders  ,  half - concealing  a  pair  of  strong  thighs  &  even  longer  legs  .  when  those  eyes  finally  open  ,  it  was  at  the  instant  eivor  spoke  those  words  that  never  fails  to  amplify  woes  ——  aches  of  longing  &  wishing  to  disappear  .

“   i  . . .   you  ,  believe  so  ?   “      xǐyuè  signs  ——  a  flicker  of  surprise  dancing  across  their  expression  .  they  can  see  the  scars  covering  their  body  ,  remembering  how  each  one  was  received  .  fortunately  ,  their  companion  was  kind  enough  to  leave  the  bandages  around  their  neck  intact  .

                       they  let  out  a  shaky  breath  &  look  down  once  more  .

                      “   even  with  ——  all  of  this  ?   “

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leneemusing​.

SOFT  DETAILS  FOR SMUT  &  INTIMATE  MOMENTS 

[ TRUST ]  sender gently telling the receiver “just let go” as they get them to finish.  

[ TRUSTED ]  receiver gently telling sender “just let go” as they get them to finish. 

[ GRATIFY ]  sender asking “is that better?” after finally penetrating receiver after teasing them. 

[ GRATIFYING ]  receiver asking “is that better?” after finally penetrating sender after teasing them. 

[ CONTROL ]  sender stops stimulating receiver and tells them they have to be still if they want to continue. 

[ CONTROLLED ]  receiver stops stimulating sender and tells them the have to be still if they want to continue.  

[ GAZE ]  sender taking receiver’s jaw and saying “look at me” during sex or foreplay.

[ GAZING ]  receiver taking sender’s jaw and saying “look at me” during sex or foreplay.

[ HOLD ]  sender holding receiver close during an especially intense moment and whispering “i’ve got you.” 

[ HELD ]  receiver holding sender close during an especially intense moment and whispering “i’ve got you” 

[ CLOSE ]  sender wrapping their arms around receiver who is on top after they’ve finished,  holding them close against their chest with their face hidden in their neck while they recover. 

[ CLOSER ]  receiver wrapping their arms around sender who is on top after they’ve finished,  holding them close against their chest with their face hidden in their neck while they recover. 

[ JOY ]  sender getting louder than usual which makes receiver start laughing affectionately,  taking the opportunity to check in. 

[ JOYFUL ]  receiver getting louder than usual which makes sender start laughing affectionately,  taking the opportunity to check in. 

[ TIMID ]  the submissive partner getting self conscious and covering their face,  laughing softly at the intensity.   

[ COAX ]  the dominant partner gently moving the shy or overwhelmed submissive’s hands from covering their face so they can kiss them,  breathing praises against their skin. 

[ ADORE ]  sender whispering “you’re perfect” to receiver after undressing them. 

[ ADORED ]  receiver whispering “you’re perfect” to sender after undressing them. 

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frostolen​      :      haosong      .

@evenglow​ liked 🐍

“It’s a present. Don’t you get these often? From, I don’t know, admirers, things like that? I insist.” Once again, they offer the small vial. Filled with a decent amount of yellowish liquid — snake venom, from the one curling around their neck, specifically. They give the most charming smile. “I figured you could make something useful out of this for your dear patients.”

      𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐫 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝𝐬 𝐡𝐚𝐝 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐭𝐫𝐮𝐭𝐡 𝐭𝐨 𝐢𝐭 : xǐyuè does receive gifts, but often in the form of propositions that made her push the individual in question away. her gaze regards the serpent - god with a blank expression for a long moment, but it eventually crumbles into a vague smile as she reaches for & takes the vial. there were uses for it, especially in regards to her patients who have a low pain tolerance.  “ sometimes, “  she says —— storing the gift into a compartment somewhere on her robes,  “ but most are from lecherous people. i do not entertain those types —— i reckon you can understand that. “  the godcognito was thankful, truly. she needed something like this.

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logarto​.

[rubs my face against you like a cat].

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vaultism-archive-blog​.

Please like/reblog this if you're willing to roleplay with villain characters without acting like the mun is a terrible person.

I writing evil or nearly evil characters more fun than writing good guys. I’m sick of feeling like people are going to judge me for my characters. I have a right to rp what I want and explain my characters actions, but not try to justify them. Because I know why a character acts a certain way doesn’t mean I think they are excused. The world isn’t black and white.

[weltenwellen]

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weltenwellen​.

Wale Ayinla, from “Portrait of a Boy with Grief”

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𝐰ē𝐧𝐫𝐨́𝐮  𝐱ǐ𝐲𝐮𝐞̀  𝐨𝐟  𝐥𝐢𝐲𝐮𝐞  .  do  not  reblog  .

[askinnyblackman]

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when are you going to give me a kiss. ♥️✨

                          hmmmm  . . .  desperate  aren’t  you  .

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sacraduality​      :      meow  meow      .

❝      of course   …   even     my patience     does have limits,   however.   i find myself becoming quite   COMPETITIVE    when i do not get my way    -      ❞     he is quite pleased at the sound of the book finally clattering to the ground underneath them.    𝐒𝐈𝐓𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐔𝐏 𝐑𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓 𝐈𝐍 𝐅𝐑𝐎𝐍𝐓 𝐎𝐅 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐌   so they have not much choice in looking     directly at him      for the time being.    tyki’s hands placed on either side of their legs, keeping himself suspended while he speaks at a low,      nearly purring murmur.  

❝      truly i  don’t have a clue why you choose to    ignore me    so bluntly like this.  i think we have a lot in common,     wouldn’t you agree   ?      ❞

                      “   ——  enemies  entertaining  each  other  longer                                     than  necessary  become  dangerous  .   “

      𝐧𝐨𝐰  𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐜𝐞𝐝  𝐭𝐨  𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐤  𝐮𝐩  𝐚𝐭  𝐡𝐢𝐦  ,  one  arm  loosely  crossed  over  their  chest  .  they  blink  slowly  ,  the  light  reflecting  off  their  eyes  .  fingers  curl  into  the  fabric  of  their  red  robes  ——  the  purring  a  direct  ,  pointed  jab  at  the  core  of  their  being  .  fortunately  they  were  strong  enough  to  resist  responding  back  in  such  a  manner  ,  but  the  hair  on  the  back  of  their  neck  stand  straight  up  .      “   list  them  out  ,  why  don’t  you  ?  what  we  supposedly  have  in  common  ,  that  is  .  i  know  you  are  capable  of  that  much  .   “

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[  x  ]  stole  it  from  @acthcr  but  . . .  it’s  them™  . . .

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dvouring​      :      it  doesn’t  hurt  ,  he  says      .

                                                                @evenglow​.                                                                starter     call.

“ it really … doesn’t even hurt anymore. ” not necessarily untrue, but moreso tartaglia was so used to the stinging sensation of healing wounds that they could barely be considered more than a mild annoyance. one trip to an archon statue, some medicinal salve and he’d be right as rain again, though tartaglia had to admit he didn’t make a habit of visiting archon statues. he didn’t want to trouble the supposed medic before him anyway, it’d make him feel guilty about the next monster approached with the same level of reckless abandon.

                                  “   that  is  what  they  all  say  .   “

      𝐢𝐭  𝐰𝐚𝐬  𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐞  𝐟𝐨𝐫  𝐱ǐ𝐲𝐮𝐞̀  :  𝐝𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠  with  people  who  say  stuff  like  this  .  although  the  tone  was  by  no  means  hostile  nor  rude  ,  they  were  iron  &  the  way  one  hand  moves  in  lieu  of  voice  /  how  their  gaze  settles  on  tartaglia  ——  expression  firm  ——  says  much  .      “   it  can  lead  to  an  even  more  disastrous  injury  .  might  even  cripple  you  for  a  time  .  lose  fight  after  fight  .   “      so  casual  for  what  was  essentially  scolding  someone  like  a  mother  to  a  child  (  ha  )  who  was  out  a  tad  too  late  past  the  usual  time  .

                                 “   do  you  want  that  ?   “

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@godspeared​  :   “  when you look at me,  i feel seen.  i feel like you see past everything i’ve always surrounded myself with to try and protect my heart.  no one has ever looked that deeply at me.  ”

      𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐩𝐢𝐭𝐞  𝐭𝐡𝐞  𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐦𝐨𝐢𝐥  𝐨𝐟  𝐞𝐦𝐨𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬  𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠  into  the  marrow  of  her  bones  ,  she  has  not  lost  sight  of  who  she  was  .  zhongli  sat  on  a chair  in  front  of  her  ,  &  her  hands  were  preoccupied  running  a  cool  ,  obsidian  comb  through  their  hair  .  a  present  she  once  procured  from  a  traveling  merchant  from  sumeru  ,  given  to  the  ex - archon  years  ago  .  (  it  warms  her  soul  :  knowing  they  kept  it  all  this  time  ,  but  she  would  not  hold  a  grudge  if  it  was  lost  .  )  she  takes  her  time  undoing  a  knot  ——  switching  out  comb  for  brush  ,  &  zhongli’s  choice  of  words  catches  her  by  surprise  ——  making  her  pause  .

she  spent  her  early  days  as  a  mediator  ,  settling  disputes  between  two  or  more  opposing  parties  ,  &  listening  /  observation  skills  were  a  necessity  to  be  an  effective  one  .  her  words  having  calmed  morax  (  zhongli  )  down  more  than  once  :  an  iron  will  in  defiance  of  an  unstoppable  force  .  bonds  form  ,  break  ,  &  reforge  over  the  years  ,  &  in  her  time  as  a  member  of  the  assembly  did  she  come  to  learn  morax  on  such  a  level  profound  that  currently  she  was  one  of  the  few  who  was  old  enough  to  know  ——  to  remember  .

it  takes  her  a  long  moment  in  her  styling  zhongli’s  hair  until  she  responds  .

      “   i  have  always  had  a  keen  eye  for  the  finer  details  in  life  ,   “      she  says  ——  words  as  delicate  as  her  fingers  .      “   i  notice  what  normal  folk  are  blind  to  see  and  will  never  know  .     “      once  she  was  finished  with  the  adeptus’s  hair  ,  she  takes  a  step  back  &  examines  them  in  the  full - body  length  mirror  before  them  both  .  once  again  ,  her  work  was  impeccable  .

“   you  know  me  ,  more  than  anyone  alive  .   “      a  tender  ,  light  touch  :  fingers  gliding  over  the  curve  of  their  cheek  .      “   it  is  only  natural  to  feel  as  vulnerable  as  you  just  described  before  me  ,  but  it  does  not  always  hurt  .  it  can  be  intimate  ——  affectionate  ,  and  as  soft  as  me  .   “      wēnróu  pulls  up  a  chair  &  sits  besides  zhongli  ,  resting  her  head  on  their  shoulder  .

        “   if  it  hurts  ,  you  can  tell  me  .  i  can  take  the  pain  away  .   “