i'm gonna try to put everything here so you don't have to go fighting for it !! my name is miya, the author behind this blog !! here i'll be writing some x reader & x canon blurbs about honkai: star rail and genshin impact. some of them will be in bullet point format, some of them will be actual fics. i'm trying to get back into writing so apologies if it takes me some time to get into the habit of posting !
— some things about me : miya ♡
22yrs old, been writing for a really long time
i'm actually really nice i think i'm just super awkward at first
always down to make more friends !!
dr. ratio & scaramouche enthusiast ( and apologist )
mean men are my faves
member of the house ( 18+ server )
selfship blog @kamiimiya
— do's & donts : faqs ♡
05 character limit per request
mostly a nsfw blog ! i'm horny im sorry
nsfw for ADULT characters only ( don't ask to age up ! that's weird ! )
please don't send asks regarding pregnancy !
please don't send asks regarding anal sex with a fem presenting character !
no canon x canon right now but sometimes i'll cry about it on the tl. sorry in advance.
sometimes i'll have my ocs interact with the tl. as a treat.
this is a canon x oc friendly blog ! ofc i'll write x reader stuff too but my oc's are gonna be there and there's no getting rid of them, they're autistic they don't know when to go away /j
— the oc's : girlies ♡
kizuki nakami | priestess at the grand narukami shrine ( genshin impact )
calico | planetary protection division ( honkai star rail )
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gentle lover── pt.1
❝ his favorite place to kiss you ❞
Ⅰ. ft. k. hajime, i. seishu, m. chifuyu, h. ran, h. rindou. h. shuji
Ⅱ. blurbs
Ⅲ. tw. the haitaini brothers are asses, reader is shorter than hanma
Ⅳ. a/n. i'm writin my faves to get into the groove of it !! gonna try to include as many of the main characters as i possibly can in this short little series since it's easy to write and good practice
── kokonoi hajime. nape of your neck
hajime hates standing in front of people, so he's almost always standing behind you, his watchful gaze always scanning the area for any lingering threats no matter how peaceful the world may seem around you. he just wants the best for you, that much he knows for certain. he worries too much, that you'll be taken away from him before he's really had a chance to protect you, and this overprotectiveness manifests in several different ways. but sometimes, when he's absolutely sure that the two of you are safe, and you're well protected, he'll lean forward, arms lazily wrapping around your waist, pulling himself closer. you can feel just how much he needed the contact by the grip on you, his face buried in the crook of your neck, as if he were trying to memorize everything about you. almost without thinking, his soft lips find the skin of the back of your neck, pressing kisses along your nape until the stress in his body has relaxed. you can feel him smile against your skin as you lean into his touch, needing him just as much as he needed you. he lets his kisses tell you exactly how much he loves you.
── inui seishu. hand
seishu is a man known for just using a few words to get his point across, but no one can deny that he's absolutely a gentleman when he wants to be. and for you, he wants to be a gentleman all the time. his rough around the edges and blunt personality are no match for how happy he is when he gets to see you smile a truly happy smile, so he finds himself softening just slightly around you, more so for anyone else. he greets you the exact same no matter where you are or what you're doing, gently taking your hand and bringing it up to his lips, pressing a soft kiss against the back of your hand. it's so sweet, and never fails to bring that smile to your face, which is exactly what he's aiming for. if he can start off every interaction with you smiling, then he knows that he's done a good job as your boyfriend. and now, with your hand in his, he has a perfect excuse to link your fingers together so the two of you aren't separated. doing small things like this has become an unconscious act for him. loving you has become something of a necessity for him.
── matsuno chifuyu. cheek
chifuyu prides himself on being a cool and reliable partner, or at least, he tries his hardest to be. he wants to be someone you can lean on when you've had a hard day, someone who can make you cheer you up even on the worst days. he's driven by a sense of right and wrong, wanting to do good for the people around him, and of course, you were the most important person in his life for him. he knew that he could be sarcastic sometimes, and even with as sweet as he tried to be, sometimes his words came out the wrong way, so he didn't like to lean too hard into his words all the way. sometimes all that was necessary was a silly little gesture. the one that he was most fond of himself was to take your face with both of his hands and pepper kisses all along your cheeks until you were nothing but a giggling, blushy mess for him. it made his own face flush up, watching you squirm and try not to laugh as you were bombarded with millions of little kisses all around your perfect face. to him, nothing was better than seeing you laugh like this.
── haitani ran. temple
ran likes to surprise you with simple little surprises. he enjoys the way you jump slightly if he sneaks up on you, and the way you glare his way if he's done something a little too silly for your liking. a secret joy of his is the way that he loves you when he thinks you aren't prepared for it, because he's always so stupidly in love with you. he likes feeling your body tense and then relax as his arms find their way around your body, instinctually calmed down just by his presence. he'll hold you like this for as long as possible, whether that's two minutes or two hours, it makes no difference to him. just being able to have that contact with you for any amount of time is a good time for him. he'll lean over, nuzzle your cheek slightly, sorta like a cat almost, before kissing there. and he'll kiss everywhere he can reach. your cheek, forehead, neck, anywhere. but he always goes back to your temple, holding himself for a moment there so he could feel your heartbeat against his skin, the way it quickens just for him. he loves knowing that he has this kind of affect on you, and he'll never take it for granted.
── haitani rindou. corner of mouth
rindou finds it so silly how easy it is to rile you up. its as if no matter what he does, he's always going to find a way to annoy you even just a little bit, and that definitely holds true when he's being all lovey dovey with you. he can't help himself, he just loves the way your eyebrows knit together and that adorable pout on your lips when he does something he knows will annoy you just a touch. he'll give you what you want, he always does, but he likes making you at least ask for it, sometimes more if he's feeling a little more devious than normal. when kissing you, he always makes it a point to kiss you everywhere except for where you want to be kissed. first your forehead, then your nose, then your jawline, then your cheek. and finally, when you've asked him enough times to kiss you on your lips, he'll kiss the very corner of your mouth, just barely any contact at all. it never fails to make you whine just a little bit, sometimes you'll even take it upon yourself to kiss him if you're fed up enough with his crap. he thinks it's adorable, and he has no intention of stopping.
── hanma shuji. top of head
shuji loves that he can rest his head on top of yours pretty easily. nothing like having his partner in his arms as they chatted about nothing in particular, watching the world around them. he's an unabashed lover, it would take a lot more than anything you could do to embarrass him, and he most certainly wasn't embarrassed about holding what was his, especially if he were in front of other people. but it's not always around other people, either. sometimes he's just at home with you, with you sat in between his legs on the couch, and his slender arms wrapped around your frame, his chin resting on top of your head. he'll mumble something about how you can't sit still, but he makes no movement to try to get you away from him. instead, he picks his head up, and leans down slightly, gently kissing your scalp. it's such a tender moment for a man like him, who prides himself on being someone unpredictable and wild. but it does never fail to earn a surprised little gasp from you, so he supposes it still counts.
alrighty losers ( /affectionate ) yall know how this goes,,, new writin blog !! ofc im not giving up on this blog any time soon, i've got a whole bunch planned for starrail, and i'm currently working on like 2 to 3 different wips right now !!
love express is back in full force ! ! ! ! hope you’re doing well and that you’re taking care of yourself – remember that i’m extremely proud of you today ♡ you’re doing your best and that’s more than enough, and that’s something to celebrate ! ! ! remember to look up from your device today and take a breather, straighten your posture and get something to fuel yourself if you haven’t already ♡ you are so worth loving & i’m glad you exist ! ! !! !
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA YINGIIIIIEEEEEEEEE :(((((((( YOURE THE SWEETEST ILYSMMMMM <33
pssttt helloooo losers <33
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the soft, huggable mutual
Ahh. You're that mutual everyone is super protective of. If anyone insults you through anon hate, you can bet everyone will rally around you and pound that idiot into the ground. You're a very soft person and love cottagecore stuff, fluffy animals, and books with happy endings. Your posts always brighten up all your followers. You love going around and encouraging your online friends, or leaving an encouraging message in someone's ask box. Your blog is fairly neat, and anyone looking at it calms down a little--it's full of positive things. You try not to reblog anything that would hurt anybody; you never want to hurt even your worst enemies. You respond to anon hate with grace and try not to insult them back. You're such a lovely mutual.
thamku 4 da tag, rea babie ! eheeh i wub getting tagged in things . . ૮₍ ⸝⸝´ ꒳ `⸝⸝ ₎ა ̇ also we r twins ! i got da same thing ! !
the soft, huggable mutual
Ahh. You're that mutual everyone is super protective of. If anyone insults you through anon hate, you can bet everyone will rally around you and pound that idiot into the ground. You're a very soft person and love cottagecore stuff, fluffy animals, and books with happy endings. Your posts always brighten up all your followers. You love going around and encouraging your online friends, or leaving an encouraging message in someone's ask box. Your blog is fairly neat, and anyone looking at it calms down a little--it's full of positive things. You try not to reblog anything that would hurt anybody; you never want to hurt even your worst enemies. You respond to anon hate with grace and try not to insult them back. You're such a lovely mutual.
no pressure tags ! : @sweetfushi @neuvistar @nkogneatho @gojoroui @cubffections
fanks for da taggie mi luvie ! we r matchin’ as well (ง ˃ ³ ˂)ว
the soft, huggable mutual ↴
Ahh. You're that mutual everyone is super protective of. If anyone insults you through anon hate, you can bet everyone will rally around you and pound that idiot into the ground. You're a very soft person and love cottagecore stuff, fluffy animals, and books with happy endings. Your posts always brighten up all your followers. You love going around and encouraging your online friends, or leaving an encouraging message in someone's ask box. Your blog is fairly neat, and anyone looking at it calms down a little--it's full of positive things. You try not to reblog anything that would hurt anybody; you never want to hurt even your worst enemies. You respond to anon hate with grace and try not to insult them back. You're such a lovely mutual.
no pressure taggies ﾉ @gojoroui @xianyoon @hwaitham @doobea @culturity !
Ahh. You're that mutual everyone is super protective of. If anyone insults you through anon hate, you can bet everyone will rally around you and pound that idiot into the ground. You're a very soft person and love cottagecore stuff, fluffy animals, and books with happy endings. Your posts always brighten up all your followers. You love going around and encouraging your online friends, or leaving an encouraging message in someone's ask box. Your blog is fairly neat, and anyone looking at it calms down a little--it's full of positive things. You try not to reblog anything that would hurt anybody; you never want to hurt even your worst enemies. You respond to anon hate with grace and try not to insult them back. You're such a lovely mutual.
no pressure taggiez !!! @opalthea @rationaliity @prime-adeptus @naraven @starglitterz
You are that one mutual who freaks out over the slightest update to your favorite fandom and furiously reblogs anything and everything about your thousands of fandoms. If anyone says something bad about your favorite character, you will hunt them down and rip their throat out. Your blog is very hectic and full of all kinds of fandom reblogs and rants. Your online friends love talking with you about your favorite characters and scenes in books and movies and games. You are an avid reader of fanfiction and will read anything you can get your hands on concerning your favorite fandom. Fanart makes you SO happy. You love writing fanfiction and making fanart as much as you love looking at them.
ooooo the list the list the list ( ily guys butbutbut no pressureee <33 )
@cakeboxie @walpu @st4rshang0ut @ashyllum @paradisekizzes
I was the anon who sent the ratio but a kitsune and it was under a haze at 2am but NOMNOM I ate it up I wasn't expecting anything because I just had to send that mental img for everyone to think about 🩷🩷🩷 and also https://www.tumblr.com/miss-truth/753311117008355328 this is ratio
NO BECAUSE YOURE RIGHT AND I THANK YOU PROFUSELY FOR BEAMING THAT THOUGHT INTO MY BRAIN
and yeah thats actually just ratios entire personality summed up
Hi! I'm the anon who asked about the kinks! I misunderstand easily so I don't mind you asking for clarification! I asked to be sure if I could request! I don't want to make you uncomfortable! I'm flattered that you write consider writing so many kinks at once 🤭 I would love to but I think that would be too many 😅 Thank you for answering my question & for finding my taste immaculate 😘
i just figured that would be like,,, such an insane mix of kinks and ill be real with you i had no idea how i was going to do it but if you wanted it dammit i was gonna try lakjdlfkasd i was like,,, maybe i could do like a college au where reader is caught in between an odd love triangle between these two men,,,, and they decide that reader is going to lose their virginity ??? and hijinks ensue ig i really didnt have a plan tbh
i hateee when things like that happens, im so sorry man :(( i never had a real college experience but i did have things like that happen in high school, which always pissed me off
♡ he's personally checked over your work, and he gave you advice where he could. he didn't help a lot because it is for a grade, and he wants you to give your own grades with your own skills
♡ but still, he read over it, he knows exactly what points you should've gotten and how you should've been graded. so to see something lower than what he personally was expecting ? oh he's making a fuss out of it.
♡ ratio is unafraid of speaking his mind. he'll tell someone that he thinks they're stupid for what they do, and dammit,, he did
♡ brought it up to your teacher, asked how they even had a license to teach if they were grading like this
♡ of course he's going to make a scene about it. not a loud scene, nothing too extravagant. he just brings up his questions, and if your teacher can't give him an appropriate answer, then he may have a problem with them
♡ he's going to comfort you because he knew you did your best, although he's awkward with comfort
♡ he's just sort of sitting next to you and talking about the things he was teaching in his own classes, something to get your mind off of it all while he handled it
♡ ratio knew that you were in the right here, and nothing irks him more than knowing that the right has been wronged in an unjust way, and he intends to fix it in any way that he can
♡ he'll spend the rest of the night after confronting your teacher with you, letting you vent your frustrations, or taking over conversations to yap about his special interests. whatever works best.
♡ if your grade ended up going from a b to an a the next day, all ratio says is that maybe the teacher finally came to their senses
synopsis: your neighbor, mr. yang, has a chat with you that quickly turns intimate.
warnings: MDNI, p in v, unprotected sex, afab (gender neutral) reader, neighbor!welt yang, praise kink, birthday sex, not beta read.
notes: i wrote this with hi3 welt in mind (hes in his 50s in this fic), but it can also be read as hsr welt :p
“happy birthday, you!”
what a surprise, really, your next-door neighbor was pinching your cheek. mr. yang has always been a friendly man, and although your interactions have been limited and cordial, he had always been quite kind and polite.
mr. yang was beaming, the tray of fudgy brownies he baked sitting on the table, lukewarm, but inviting. he let go of your cheek, his pinch not too painful, more or less playful.
“it’s nice to see you, mr. yang. thank you for coming!” you smiled back at him haphazardly. it seems your family decided to invite him over. that wasn’t much of a problem, the more the merrier, one could assume.
“not a problem. how is your special day going so far?” he asked with genuine curiosity, placing a hand on your upper back as you two stepped over to the dining table. it was strewn with presents, balloons, and other birthday-like decorations. mr. yang’s fresh brownies awaited their inevitable fate amongst the festivities.
your friends and family greeted you warmly as you took your seat. mr. yang’s hand left your back as he took his own seat, smiling every so often as something humorous was said. your mother sighed contently as she entered the room, recounting everything else she had done before loudly gasping, “shoot, i forgot the damn cake!”
she raced out of the dining room, then out the door, followed by a few other members of your family and some friends. you assumed they had left with her. now it was just awkward. you grabbed the pitcher of sugary lemonade and a paper cup, pouring yourself a drink and sipping it.
mr. yang was the first to break the silence.
“hey, how about we talk for a moment, is that okay?” he stood next to you, slipping out of his seat and quietly asking. you nodded and finished your lemonade, leaving the cup somewhere where you would remember. he, again, guided you with his hand on your back, to your room. you could hear your friends chatting amongst themselves in the living room, playing games and watching TV. you shut the door behind you.
“what did you want to talk about mr. yang?” you turned to him. he sat on your bed and patted the spot next to him, urging you to sit with him.
“you could just call me welt, dear,” he gave you a gentle look, “i wanted to talk about life with you. maybe i could be a listening ear or give you some advice. i felt that you’d be more comfortable in your own space.”
you took your place next to him, appreciating his thoughtfulness and consideration. “what’s life like for you, dear? is everything okay in your own world?”
“yeah, life is okay. it's… hard sometimes, but when it’s good, it seems more worthwhile than usual.” you looked at the ground below you, fidgeting with your hands.
“you’ll find it’s purpose eventually, angel,” he started after a moment, “it doesn’t always come to you, especially not when you’re in your younger years. believe it or not, i’m still trying to figure it all out even at my age.” welt patted you reassuringly on the shoulder.
“i hope i figure it out soon.” you looked back at him, who was still looking at you oh-so gently.
“you will.” his hand moved to pat you on the thigh. welt had such a tender demeanor, maybe that is something that comes with age or experience.
it was silent again, you didn’t really know what to say.
“i’m proud of you,” he whispered, his hand moving slightly upwards, “you’re already doing incredibly well.”
“thank you, welt.” you whispered back in the same hushed tone, his hand creeping further upwards, giving your thigh a squeeze.
you drew in a breath and held it, and the air grew tensely stagnant. you could tell mr. welt was trying not to scare you or seem creepy.
you scooted closer to him, feeling the same wound tension in your body. you were receptive to his touch, from what he could tell. he gave your upper thigh a tighter squeeze.
you tried to hold in that breath, making a squeaky, choked noise. he was terribly quiet, “…am i hurting you, dear?”
“no, mr. yang…” you said with a murmur, staring at his hand. it was slightly vascular, his knuckles were rosy compared to his lighter tone, and, weirdly enough, it looked like he took care of his cuticles.
“that’s good to know,” he glanced at his hand, then at you, “tell me if i hurt you at all, please.”
“…okay.” you replied.
you met welt’s gaze, which was intense, yet tender and loving. you could tell a fire was burning beneath his cool exterior. his eyes were warm, like pools of dark honey. his breath hitched, and his face inched closer to yours.
his other hand cupped your cheek as he went in for the kiss. his lips were soft, and you kissed him back without a second thought (or a first). his thigh hand anchored him with a tight grip, causing you to whine into his lips. he pulled back, eyes wide, huffing for air, “did that hurt you?”
you shook your head no, furrowing your brows. you pushed his glasses back onto the bridge of his nose, turning him on more than he’d like to admit, “that’s good…”
he gingerly maneuvered you to lay down onto your bed, getting on top of you with that damn look. his eyes were lidded, his lips parted, and his gaze passionate, yet caring. he nestled between your legs, spreading them apart slowly with his hands and hovering above you. he bent down to kiss you again, his tongue parting your own lips with caution. he gripped the undersides of your thighs tightly, savoring your taste as your tongues intertwined. he gave you another kiss on the lips as his tongue left your mouth.
your eyes flicked from his face, which was flushed and needy, to his chest, which was modest and clean, “do you want me to unbutton this, angel?”
with your nod, he straightened his back and unbuttoned his dress shirt with experience, he didn’t mess up even once, “i won’t take it off, but i hope you like what you see for now.”
you ran your hands over his slightly toned body, he was in great shape, and he smiled when you felt his chest. it felt right, the way he looked. he was undeniably handsome for a man in his late fifties — or so — he didn’t look a day over thirty. his chest and abs were very slightly chiseled, but you could still see a light outline of his ribs poking through. there was a little birthmark on his collarbone, and another on his neck.
his glasses were sliding off the bridge of his nose, and he elected to take them off and set them elsewhere. he brushed his brown hair out of his eyes, framing his face perfectly. his eyes had a mischievous twinkle in them.
wordlessly, you lifted your own shirt off your head, revealing the curve of your breasts to welt. a low noise escaped him. he kissed your cheek, then your neck, your collarbones, and the slope of your chest. you looked so pretty for him right now, and he couldn’t wait to see more of you.
welt gently fondled your chest, delicately rubbing your nipples and caressing your skin. his thumbs flicked back and forth on the sensitive bud, watching your nipples harden with curiosity. he smiled charmingly, his eyes warm and magnetic. welt held eye contact with you as his hands caressed their way lower to your hips. you gave him a nod, insinuating the motions of what’s to come next.
“are you sure, dear? you can tell me no, and we can put our clothes back on. don’t be scared to tell me anything.” his voice was comforting, his words were sincere and reassuring.
“yeah, i’m sure about it. i wanna do this with you, welt.”
welt kissed you again, responding with a soft sigh. he got up again, still on his knees and atop you. you removed everything from the waist down, leaving yourself bare for him. welt was glad you were enthusiastic, and he unbuckled his own belt. he kept your gaze as he unzipped his pants, letting you palm the bulge in his underwear, “are you ready?”
you let out a quiet “mhm,” letting him pin your knees to your chest and spread you open more, “keep your legs there please.”
welt slipped the waistband of his boxers down, revealing his happy trail. he drew his bottom lip between his teeth as his cock sprung out. he started to stroke himself gently, brows knitted together from the pleasure. “…do you want to take it?” he asked, quite shyly.
“mmm, yeah, i want to,” you purred, your body desperate for any sort of contact. welt grabbed the inside of your thigh with his other hand, stroking with his dominant hand as he teased your clit with his tip. his bottom lip remained tucked tightly between his teeth and cheeks flushed. the tip of welt’s cock slipped in for a brief moment before he pulled out, releasing his lip and drawing in a sharp breath.
a wanton mewl escaped your lips as he pulled out. welt groaned lowly in response, pushing the sensitive tip back inside of you with minimal resistance. he could stay like this forever, indulging himself in your tight pussy, watching you drool and whine as he pushes a little further before abruptly pulling out, stroking your swollen clit with his thumb. he could keep shushing you with his kisses and tease your entrance more, but his patience was slowly waning.
seeing you sprawled out on your bed, clothes scattered across your floor, your cunt needy and leaking like a faucet, he won’t be able to help himself much longer. it was a lot to take in at the same time, it was beautiful yet surreal. “don’t finish in your hand welt!” you slurred, crying out a bit louder than you should’ve. he was jerking himself subconsciously, dazed at the sight before him.
“i won’t, i promise.” welt smiled as the words left him, reassuring and effectively calming your worry. he slicked back the hair in his face, some of it falling right back into place. welt grabbed your thigh again, drawing in a deep breath, mostly to calm his nerves, and pushing into your wet, swollen pussy again. he released the breath quickly, sighing as he delved deeper into you, relishing the bliss of sliding into you. you kept babbling and whining, the stretch of your pussy left your tight hole burning. he kept shushing you gently, rocking his hips back and forth gently, only about halfway inside of you.
“it’s okay, it’s not gonna hurt like this soon. i’ll take care of you.” welt said as he rolled his hips slowly, smiling with sincerity as he hushed you again. with every tender and soft thrust, his cock sunk deeper into you, he could feel his tip brush up against your cervix with due time. “you're so wet,” he cooed, “i want to be inside you forever. you feel amazing.”
he felt you wrap your arms around his neck, letting you pull him down closer to you. you burrowed your face in his neck, your soft moans ringing in his ears as he gripped your sheets. it took everything in him not to fuck you senseless then, but he swore he’d be gentle with you.
“it’s alright,” he whispered to you, “i know, darling, i know.” he could feel you clamp down on him, your muscles tightening feverishly as he praised you. you couldn’t help but love the way he talked to you, he was so gentle and validating, welt was so sweet and understanding. your pussy gushed more as he muttered sweet nothings in your skin, his grip on your sheets as tight as your pussy’s grip on his cock. the pain subsided with each thrust, pleasure flooding your senses, your juices leaking from your hole and onto your sheets. “you’re doing so good for me, so, so good.”
it’s seriously taking every bit of willpower and control not to fuck into you. it’s disgusting, really, how badly he wants to fuck you with brutal thrusts, how badly he wants everyone to hear you scream out in pleasure, how badly he wants to make you squirm and cum everywhere. he wants to do that ten times over, at the least. he knows you can’t handle that, not now, but every shred of his being wants to fuck you until you swear your pussy is all his.
“so fucking good, baby,” he groans, his hips stuttering as he stuffs you full of his cock, milking out every drop of pleasure he can get before he inevitably cums, “such an angel for me.”
you continue to babble and mewl, feeling his cockhead thrust itself as deep as it can into you. you can feel himself slowly losing any sort of restraint he has, moaning with you as he slams his hips into yours. you kiss his neck as he huffs in your ear with every movement of his hips, groaning lowly when he slides back into you with vigor.
the world around you seemed to dull as your body grew hotter and needier. your blankets were damp with your slick, your skin burning and your core tightening. nothing really made sense but him, him and the way he was fucking you. you held onto his back, sliding your hands underneath his loose dress shirt, clawing and digging your nails into his skin. welt’s pace quickened, sweat dripping from his forehead, his back getting sticky from the perspiration.
every single muscle of yours was wound tense with pleasure, as were his, his control was slipping from his grasp. “just like that, hold me just like that.” he breathed into your ear, sending a shiver down your spine. your senses were heightened as the world buzzed around you, nothing else mattered in this moment other than him and your quickly approaching orgasm. your nails dug harder into his bare skin as your heart beat harder in your ears. the sound of your pussy, as well as his moans and his skin against yours was all too lewd.
you murmured in his ear that you were close, welt responding in gentle praises and reciprocation. the coil in your gut loosened with intense euphoria, ecstasy washing over you and your tight muscles. welt chased after his high with a few erratic and intense thrusts into you, a guttural sound leaving his lips. his head lolled onto your shoulder lazily, welt catching his breath as his grip on your sheets loosened.
“are you okay?” welt whispered, breathing heavily.
“yeah, i’m okay. are you?” you replied.
“…i’m okay. i’m great, honestly,” he said with humor in his voice.
“we should probably head back, your friends might be worried about you.”
brainworms but ratio with a child reminds me of that one episode of Sherlock where he's lecturing Watson's child and he goes "if you want the rattle. do not throw the rattle." and then the baby throws it anyways
NO BECAUSE OBJECTIVELY YOURE RIGHT AND THATS VERY SUPER CUTE.
ratio with a child would be the most awkward thing ever but in a cute way. he's just sitting there watching the small human knowing fully well that they're not like mini adults but need to be cared for completely separately from how you would handle an adult, but,,, for the life of him he can't figure out how to properly care for a kid. do they like math ? he sees the kid kinda likes playing with his rubber ducks and while he's hesitant to let them continue to play with it, he doesn't really say anything against it at this moment. for now, at least. once the kid starts to chew on his favorite rubber ducky, it might be over. he stands up and gently takes the rubber ducky from the kid,,,,,,,, just for the kid to start having a meltdown, and he finds himself giving it back silently, knowing he's been bested by a kid's tears.
— please keep in mind while requesting things regarding children that i will not write anything regarding pregnancy whatsoever ! children are fine, but i cant write about pregnant! reader or character, or related to giving birth / breastfeeding / finding out about a pregnancy. its a precarious line ik and im sorry, its a personal issue for me. —
Can we request cunnilingus, finger fucking, size kink, deepthroating, threesome, virginity loss, squirting, nipple play, praise kink, shibari, voice kink, breeding kink, overstimulation, body worship, crossdressing, coming in pants/underwear, and lingerie? Thanks!
hiiiiii im soooo sorry if this a silly question but yeah all of those things are requestable !! are you asking me to write them all together or just asking about if they are able to be requested ? if the first one, who do you want me to write for ? and also that might take me a hot minute because thats a lot of stuff to include
i'm super fuckin autistic and unfortunately that makes me a little silly sometimes with things like that.
but also your taste ? immaculate.
here you areeee !! your wish is my command ~
ratio and gallagher are a little mean but that's really it. also slightly ignoring on gallaghers part ? it makes sense when you read it idk i cant think of what that kink is called for the life of me
RATIO —
ratio was going to make you listen, even if he had to force it a little bit. it wasn't directly his fault that you weren't able to stay still, sat on his lap with your arms lazily slung over his shoulders, your legs straddling his with his cock firmly inside of you, stretching you out. he'd told you to do something simple : just keep his cock warm for him while he finished this bit of paperwork that he had to do, and then he would reward you for your time and efforts. if he could do something he didn't necessarily want to do, then so could you.
at first, you were all too eager to agree to these terms, even unzipping his pants for him and getting on your knees to get his cock wet enough for it to slide in easier. this was new to you, so of course you wanted to try it out to see if you liked it. besides, how often do you get to bother ratio while he's working on his papers ?
but now you were whining in his ear, begging for him to do something. you couldn't take this anymore, not with him filling you up all the way to the top and just staying there. you were completely stretched around his cock, milking him for all that he was worth. and with every annoyingly pitiful whine, you squeezed around him even more than you already were.
" you seem to have a problem following even the most simple of tasks, " he lowly hissed in your ear. his free hand that wasn't holding his ink pen grabbing your ass, his fingers digging into your flesh, making you squeal a little. " i ask you to do something as easy as sitting still, and yet you still find a way to mess it up. i wonder how. "
despite his cruel words, you could feel his cock throbbing inside of you, begging for more attention than what he was getting. the both of you were at your breaking point, needing more than just the warmth of your bodies colliding, but his ego wouldn't let him admit that he couldn't hold himself back either. and if you were to mention it, he would surely find a way to turn it back on you.
finally, he sat his pen down, both hands on your waist, picking you up and sitting you on his desk. you yelped almost immediately as you were separated from his body, the friction of him sliding out of you almost making you orgasm right there after thirty minutes of just sitting as still as possible, but before you could really react, his lips were on yours, tasting you feverishly. ratio's hands forced your legs apart, grabbing each of your thighs so he could nestle himself in between them, his cock more than a little ready to release everything inside of you.
" i've found your specialty lies more with taking my cock rather than warming it. "
GALLAGHER —
you figured that there was going to be absolutely no way that gallagher had better control over himself than you did. he was always needy whenever he could afford to be, always asking for your time, always wanting more of you than just a simple kiss here and there. so when the two of you made a bet that he could restrain himself from fucking you with his cock inside of you, you thought you just had a unique way of initiating sex as a game.
several minutes later, and gallagher had his cock nestled inside of you, and seemed perfectly content to continue doing what he was doing beforehand, much to your confusion. he had one hand lazily holding your waist as you sat on top of him while he laid in your shared bed, his other hand scrolling on his phone, probably looking at new drink mixes that he hadn't thought of before. that's really all he used social media for, which honestly didn't surprise you in the slightest.
and you were struggling, even though you didn't want to admit it. you really thought he would've cracked by now and started to fuck into you, but no, he hadn't. but you were dripping with need for him, needing more of him than what you were getting, and you were beginning to grow as desperate as you were impatient.
" gallagher- " you whimpered a little bit, your voice coming out as far more needy than you anticipated. " how are you holding up ? " you asked, hoping that this was all just a facade. but nope, he just glanced towards you, looking up from his phone with an almost unamused look on his face.
" i'm perfectly fine, doll. why ? didja think that just because i want to fuck you, it means i absolutely need to ? " if you were anyone else, maybe that would've stung a little bit. but you knew how he was at this point, that slight arrogance in his tone even when he didn't intend to sound egotistical was just how he sounded. but he was getting you back for thinking you had one over on him, that was for sure. you wanted to prove him wrong, but you were playing right into his hand.
" if you want it so bad, then do the work yourself. come on, doll, show me how worked up you can get. "
hi i did a req for cat reader BUT I TAKE IT BACK,,, cat reader in the sense that reader is like literally a cat person..,,. nsfw or not idc i just think dr ratio is a cat guy,,.. (GN reader uf you DO do this,, if not thats totally cool too 💥💥💥)
hi !! so im dumb and need some clarification ! are we talking about reader as like ,, a cat hybrid or a cat-like furry ? or just actually a cat ? what are the vibes we're going for ?
