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[nerd-haitham]

intro post!

📗: zeta, 22, she/her

📗: kazuha/kokomi main

📗: alhaitham and zhongli simp (with a very soft spot for xiao, ayaka and kazuha)

📗: genshin sideblog

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📗: masterlist - to be added

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©nerd-haitham, 2023. No reposting allowed. No translations allowed without permission.

[fern-bee]

Never kill yourself.

[nerd-haitham]

the hsr addiction is crazy (i want to write aventurine smut)

[nerd-haitham]

i fear i have a new obsession and his name is moze

[nerd-haitham]

ngl i'd k*ll for a new 5* male character

[nerd-haitham]

the mavuika gameplay leaks......

[nerd-haitham]

Kazuha - skinny dipping

tw: gn!reader, making out, mentions of public sex (but no one is around really), shy kazuha, public indecency (skinny dipping duh) - minors dni!

scribe's note: it's real, i'm posting again!

© nerd-haitham, 2024. No reposting allowed. No translations allowed without permission.

"Have you ever tried skinny dipping?"

Kazuha looks at you with a puzzled expression.

"Why are you looking at me like I just turned into a hilichurl?" You giggle.

"I- I've never heard of this term before..." He stutters slightly. "Would you like to...explain it to me?"

"Technically, you can enjoy a bath in the nature without any clothes on. Be it in the sea or a lake." You casually explain the foreign term.

"T-That's preposterous! It suggests public indecency!" A faint blush crosses over Kazuha's face at the mental image.

"Well, if you're alone in nature, it's not exactly public indecency, since there aren't any people around you."

"Y/N, what are you suggesting?"

"The ponds in Chenyu Vale are so pretty during the night, don't you think?" You grin.

"Y/N?"

You get up from the grass and start removing your clothes one by one, the fabrics pooling around your legs. The crisp air brushes over your skin and you shiver lightly, but you don't care - you're dead set on enjoying that dive in the pond.

Kazuha turns his head away from embarrasment, covering his mouth. His gentle and respectful personality is what characterizes him, but right now, he's having quite a hard time.

Curiosity gets the better of him and he turns his head towards you, watching you bathe in the pond under the moonlight.

If he didn't know, he would think you were an adeptus.

"Come on, you're missing out!" You wave at him from the pond, "It feels amazing, I promise!"

"Archons, give me strength." Kazuha mutters to himself and starts undressing, shivering when the air hits his bare skin. With slow steps, he descends into the cold water, gasping at the chilliness.

"So? Does it feel as amazing as I told you?" You smirk at him.

"Well, it is definitely a.....novel sensation for me," He shivers lightly, "But I have to admit that it is indeed liberating, in an odd way."

"It's just the initial shock, you'll get used to it soon, don't worry." You reassure him with a laugh.

"Have you done this before, Y/N?"

"A couple of times, yeah."

"Aren't you scared of, you know....Getting caught by someone?"

"Trust me, nobody ever comes here, so there's no risk."

Kazuha takes a deep breath and swims closer to you.

"I never thought I would say this, but.... you look really beautiful like this, Y/N."

"You mean, without clothes?"

"N-No! I didn't mean-"

You cut him off by playfully splashing water on his face and try to swim away mischievously, but he's fast enough to catch you by the wrist.

"Hey, I was just joking!" You defend yourself.

"I know. But I'm not."

Kazuha's expression is serious and you fear you might have made him unintentionally uncomfortable, but the way he cups your face and presses his lips on yours has you thinking twice.

You melt into his gentle touch, your palms resting on his chest.

He pulls away with haste, breathing quickened and his cheeks radiating with heat.

"I-I'm sorry, I overstepped-" He apologizes, but you pull him back and kiss him again, a bit harder this time. You hear his muffled yelp when you slide your tongue in his mouth and it almost makes you want to giggle.

"You didn't overstep anything, Zuha." You catch your own breath this time, "I was actually hoping you would do something like that. So, thank you for getting my hopes up."

"Well," Kazuha chuckles, "I certainly never thought I would be....what was it again?"

"Skinny dipping."

"Yes, skinny dipping with you, but here I am. And I'm glad your courage influenced me, Y/N."

"Does that mean you'll stay a bit more here with me?" You circle your arms around his shoulders.

"Let's just say that I have enough courage to do more things with you in the water, other than skinny dipping."

[nerd-haitham]

as a person who has beef with overly religious people, i'm way into religious themes in fics and music scores that include said instruments

[nerd-haitham]

ALHAITHAM RERUN LET'S FUCKING GO

[shr0uds]

asking noctis if hes doing fine throughout ff15

[nerd-haitham]

can't believe I broke my f2p status for his sake (I regret nothing)

[nerd-haitham]

skinny dipping with kazuha in the ponds of chenyu vale? most likely happening

[wrayah]

GENSHIN + "their favourite position"

prompt: their favourite position(s) during sex characters: wriothesley, tartaglia, neuvillette, alhaitham x fem!reader

warnings: smut (mdni 🔞), unprotected sex w: size kink (only a little), breeding kink (i think), creampie t: marking, masturbation, choking, aftercare n: i'm soft for this man, affection kink, a lot of physical touch a: degrading names, ass apreciation, overstimulation, creampie

notes: this is just a bunch of random horny thoughts put together uuuh,,, they are wuite short, i'm sorry, i'll write longer stuff once i'm free from school ♡ (NOT PROOF-READ!!)

― ♡⸝⸝ WRIOTHESLEY + doggy, prone boning

He just loved taking you from behind, having the pleasure of admiring and gripping at your ass while pounding into you. He adored seeing you shake and squirm beneath him, your body trying to escape him as overwhelming sensations invaded it.

He had complete contorl over your body, his hands on your hips preventing you from getting away from him, pulling your body agaisnt his, sending your hips crashing into each other every time, making you see stars.

Seeing you tug the sheets, knuckles turning white, nails digging into the fabric, always made him chuckle. Your head would either be thrown back to let out loud moans and sometimes screams or be burried in the matress, small moans and whimpers being muffled agaisnt it. You looked so powerless and adorable, your smaller frame engufled by his bigger one, it's probably why he loved doing you like this.

The only downside was being unable to properly see your face, but it was easily solvable. He would occasionally grab fistfuls of your hair and pull it, sending your head falling backwards. With his chest pressed agaisnt your back, his lips would come crashing into yours, taking you into breathtaking and bruising kisses.

Your arms would grow tired, your body feeling weak from the waves of pleasure that would make it combust, before he was even close to finishing. Chest pressed agaisnt the matress, your upper body laying flat, butt propped up in the air for Wriothesley to abuse, the fun would continue this way.

His hand would come down on your ass, smacking it, leaving a red burning spot on the otherwise soft skin.

What he loved most though, was teasing you in this position. He would sometimes slow down, to your dismay, and lean back, watching how his dick would get swallowed up by your cunt, sliding in and out with ease thanks to your juices. He would pull almost all the way out, only leaving the tip of his head in, and then fuck your entrance with his head. Small, slow and yet powerful thursts. He loved hearing you whimper and beg, torn bewteen enjoying the current sensation or wanting him to continue destroying you.

"You like that, don't ya?"

Needless to say, he would toy with you until he was satisfied with your state; his pride was to always leave you a moaning mess, unable to form words, mind clouded from the sweet intoxicating bliss and limbs uselless. Once he deemed that your condition was humiliating enough, he would focus on himself, hips ramming into yours, fucking you into the matress. Feeling your walls clamping down on his dick, he would coax you into another climax along with him, sweet praises falling from his lips accompanied by frantic circles drawn on your clit with his fingers.

"Come for me, baby. Come with me." He would whisper into your ear, body pressing agaisnt yours, hugging you tightly with one arm while his other hand stayed between your legs. Moans and groans filling the room, uniting in a sweet cacophony as you reached your highs.

His hips stilled, his cock burried deep inside you. Filling you was his ultimate prize, being able to see his seed dripping from your cunt after pulling out exciting him even after release.

― ♡⸝⸝ TARTAGLIA + sideways

Chest agaisnt your back, one hand gripping your thigh, keeping your leg up, the other snaking around your neck, grabbing hold of it, keeping you exactly where and how he wanted. He loved physical contact, he loved being close to you. Your warm skin agaisnt his own making him want to become one with you.

His face burried into your shoulder, taking in your sweet odour, leaving him in a drunk-like state. He wanted you, all of you. He desired to feel all of your body, to leave his mark all over you, to make you all his. It's in moments like these where he had full control over you and your body that he felt most powerful, the thrill of battle not comparing to the mix of emotions he felt while he was intimate with you.

His nails digging into the tender flesh of your thighs as he thrust into you, curses flying from his lips and into your neck. His hand on your neck would tighten, leaving you breathless as he ground into you, pace slowing down, procuring pure intoxicating bliss for both of you.

The sounds that spilled fom your mouth as his head touched the deepest corners of your cunt sent him into a frenzy. He fucked you religiously, praying to hear more of that alluring harmony that could send him over the edge in an instant if he allowed it.

To stifle his own moans and growls, he would kiss your neck and shouleder, leaving trails of kisses and purple marks, his teeth imprinted onto your skin. You were his in that moment and forever, and it was no problem if the whole world knew it.

"Play with yourself for me, princess." He would ask you, wanting to feel you clench aorund him, to reach the pinnacle of pleasure together.

Watching you play with yourself shakily, every touch and rub of your nub making your whole body squirm and your walls squeeze around him, drove him crazy right into Celestia.

"Gimme all you got, girlie."

As you both reached your highs, your tight cunt milking him of his seed, he hugged you tightly, forehread pressed agaisnt your shoulder, continuing to thurst into you but slower, giving you every last drop of him, filling you with his love and desire.

Soft kisses would be placed on the fresh bruises, soothing the ache. He wouldn't let go of you until you had caught your breath, soothing you by caressing your aching boding and playing with your hair.

Of all his victories, you were his favourite.

― ♡⸝⸝ NEUVILLETTE + missionary

Sex with Neuvillette was mostly gentle, love-making to be exact. He took well care of you and your body, always making sure you were enjoying yourself; not that he needed to do, everything he did to your body was simply out of this world.

Spreading your thighs apart and lining himself with your entrance, he would kiss you, a kiss so passionate and so lustful it had some sort of hold on you. As your tongues engaged in a slow dance, he pushed inside slowly, stretching you out gently as to not inflict any pain upon you. As you flicnhed and whimpered beneath him, he would caress your cheek and press his forehead agaisnt yours, comforting you as you took his length in.

"You're doing good, sweetheart, as good as you feel."

Eyes locked, one little nod from you was all he needed to continue the deed. He held his body up with his forearm, his hand holding your head, fingers tangled in your hair. His other hand would hold your hip, grabbing and squeezing your soft skin. His touch was warm, filled with love, making both your heart and core flutter with every physical contact.

As he thrust into you, slow and steady, he trapped your lips in yet another langourous kiss. Your lips would never be apart, either him or you would pull the other into a kiss. It was basicly a need for you two to kiss while enjoying each other's bodies, engulfing in each other's love.

Your hands would be wrapped around his body or neck, hugging him, pulling him towards you, needing to feel his warmth. You would place kisses on his shoulders and cheeks, loving him, adoring him, encouraging him onwards.

Intimacy was very important to you, you needed to feel each other, your bodies needed to connect, to become one. You would always be grabbing the other's body in any way possible, desperately trying to give them all your love. You desired each other, evident by how you adored each other's bodies with butterfly kisses, marks and lustful looks.

Skin slapping agaisnt skin, the sound of his dick pushing into your wet hole,your bodies burning, ready to combust together; everything was guiding you, pushing you towards release.

As his mouvements become sloppier, his groans and moans growing louder along with yours, you took his face into your hands and pulled him into a kiss, your lips crashing together with force, forcing your breathes out of you. Such a feverous kiss was enough to send you both spiraling into bliss. As he felt his dick throb inside of you, he pulled out, grinding agaisnt your sensitive folds and clit, his cum spurting out onto your body. You swallowed each other's moans down, not letting go until everything was over.

Pulling you into a hug, you would lay there together, catching your breathes. You would caress his hair and face, admiring the flushed yet relaxed expression on his face. He would place kisses on your forehead, rubbing your back comfortingly.

"Je t'aime, ma chérie."

― ♡⸝⸝ ALHAITHAM + reverse cowgirl, sitting

With his new title of Acting Grand Sage, Alhaitham was always very busy, sitting on his desk, papers and scripts in hand. Thanks to his awful habit of overworking himself, you had foud yourself sitting on his lap on multiple occasions at late hours, including ones where your needy body screamed for attention. One thing led to another, and you'd discover the pleasure of riding him while he sat at his desk.

Hands resting on the desk before you, helping you keep your balance as you lifted your butt from his body only for it to come wiggling back down, his dick being entirely taken up into your pussy. Your feet on the ground, your body help up by the tips of your toes as you bounced on his dick. It was quite the exercise, that combined with the pleasure made your legs get shaky rapidly.

He would try to stay focused on his work as you satisfied yourself, used him for your pleasure, but he could never keep up the uninterested act and would end up replacing the papers in his hands with your hips, meddling the soft skin as you brought the both of you to heaven.

He loved sitting back and just enjoy you, guiding you with his hands up and down, head falling back as pleased sighs and moans escaped his throat. His eyes could intenly watch your ass bounce, the way it moved when your hips crashed down onto his. It mesmerized him; it's beauty, it's shape, it's softness, he loved everything about it and couldn't keep his hands off of it.

As much as he loved having you ride him, it was tiresome for your body, and you'd find yourself losing rythm, sometimes even stopping dead.

"Is that all you got?"

His fingers would snake aorund your body, coming around to rub circles into your clit, sending shockwaves throught all of your body as if he was powering you back up. With new found strength and adrenaline, you ignored your aching legs and continued bouncing, hips coming down onto him faster and harder, his dick hitting the furthest corners of your hole.

Not being totally selfish, he'd help you by thrusting up itno you as you came bakc down, enhacing the sensations and making the knot in your belly grow tighter with each perfect stroke.

With his nails sinking into your hips, he'd continue forcing your body up and down on his cock as you came, your head falling forwards as you moaned and cursed. Stilling not too far into your cunt, his cum shot out of his dick and onto your walls, your hole leaking from the amount.

He loved spreading your folds after he pulled out, watching you drip onto his thigh and floor.

"Such a good cumslut."

© wrayah, 2024

[foxydivaxx]

After 10 years since his debut and 7 years after his 3rd Worlds win, Faker is now a 4 time Worlds champion. Congrats T1. Fuck the haters and naysayers

[anemovisionuser]

Also I would have liked to give Childe's vision back to him in person. Made sure he's alright. Idk

[arataki-neato]

Still can't believe Alhaitham was so autistic they canonized noise cancelling headphones in their fantasy setting just for him

[anantaru]

DAY 1 — SIZE KINK

kinktober 2023. — masterlist | ao3

𖧡 — including. — alhaitham, wriothesley

𖧡 — warnings. — fem! reader, size kink, dom/sub dynamics, oral (male! receiving), rough and v messy but also sweet idk, we love big men

𖧡 — ALHAITHAM

alhaitham's fingers are slow, precise, and it takes no effort for him to place himself in between your thighs— his dick proudly prancing on top of your puffy folds, and he's so unbelievably long and thick, swollen and red, dripping at the tip when he expertly rubs his cock against your hole.

yet, it almost hurts when he lets you swallow the first inch inside— but you wanted him, longed for him this entire day, raw and needy awaiting him late at night, biding your time until his dripping cock was fully engulfed inside of you. "oh, fuck!" rolling your eyes, you wrest your body off the mattress, strongly against alhaitham's chest as he braces himself with one arm against the head board.

"hurts? i’ll stop." he asks in a whisper to make sure, his gaze softening upon admiring your changing mannerism and on how good you were taking him despite the troubles of his cock being too large for his own good. his length was already half way concealed in your warm pussy— and he shivers on top of you, the slick, wet sounds fueling his desire until he was eager to expose more to you, pushing a defeated sigh past his parted lips the moment you clench down on him.

"n-no..." your breath rattles in your chest, a need frantically building in your belly as you wrap your arms around his neck to pull your boyfriend, your eminently affectionate alhaitham, against your lips, "y-you can move now...." and with his body swiftly reacting upon accepting the softness of your voice and body, the man began to move his hips— although slow, his thrusts leaving no possible room for any breaks in between.

you moan out little noises and mewls with your body rippling back and forth the mattress at his harsh blows, your tits bouncing in tandem with the way he fucked and pleased you, your skin shivering wild and free, and you kiss him desperately, hastily breathing through your nose as you add your tongue into the mix.

all day, you wanted this so badly, and so did alhaitham, his heart thudding in his chest with a frenzied intensity— feeling like he was currently underwater, the passion and euphoric drill roaring through his limbs and muscles as he fucks into you, again and again, husky groans deep in his chest, rumbling, only waiting to be heard by you.

𖧡 — WRIOTHESLEY

fundamentally speaking, wriothesley knew his way around your body, and he had already carved every spot and curve of your skin inside his very psyche, so he could be sure of it and day dream about your bare skin on top of him, yet also so he wouldn't have to worry about you not enjoying it.

and now— with your frame pressed in between his body and the desk behind you, his large palms silently move to curve around your face when you slowly fall on your knees, and you could see it in your boyfriend's brilliant eyes, the way he wasn't sure if he should let you take him in your mouth, just like that— because you see, he was big, remarkably so, and the last thing he wanted to achieve was to make it an unpleasant experience for his enchanting darling.

yet there he was, with desire flaring and expanding in his stomach at all the visible bare skin under him as you leisurely stroke your hands over his thighs, your tits being exposed with your nipples erected, fuck, he couldn't wait to touch them afterwards and have them in his mouth.

his heavy muscles were parading under the delicate shade of light, whereas his cock was now tightly closed in between your warm palm fisting him— his length standing thick and proud, so damn erected and aching that it was almost side by side to his defined stomach.

"sweetheart.. you sure?" wriothesley coos down at you, his voice cracking when you teasingly rub his leaking tip against your pouty lips, the featherlight weight of your mouth encircling him in such way was definitely the most marvellous touch he had ever felt.

"i'm sure." you assure him sweetly, kissing the tip, and add, "relax, baby.. i will take care of you." with your voice gentle alike, soft, as you caught onto the twinkle of desperation in his eyes.

you assemble enough saliva in your mouth before opening up, and a hand covers the back of your head as to guide you. you split your lips apart to take him in your mouth— and granted, it's a little scary, you have to admit, he's barely half way in and you can feel a pinching burn on the split sides of your mouth, taking a deep, shuddering breath as you circle your tongue around his shaft to have more slickness added.

"slow.." wriothesley whispers and moans at the same time, fondly scratching the back of your head to signalize you that it was okay, his eyes warm with a smirk prancing on top of his lips.

"slower sweetheart.. take your time."  

with his cock being buried in your mouth, although not entirely, wriothesley was able to trace the insides of your mouth with a thoroughness that it had him moan shamelessly above you— and you were quick to catch on to it as well, adding more tongue, making a mess out of him, placing a hand right under his balls so you could cup them all nicely and play with them while taking your sweet time, one inch more, hollowing your cheeks before taking another;

just how your boyfriend liked it, envisioned it, craved it.

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