A Shenhe Main

Names Nava. I have a very dirty mind. Age: 21, Minors DNI.

[shenheslut]

Welcome to my blog. I am a Shenhe stan (slut).

Name:Nava/Age: 21+/Pronouns:She/Her

Genshin Bias: Xiao, Zhongli, Shenhe, Kokomi

Reason for blog:

I really love reading genshin fics/dabbles/HC/+. This blog will allow me to freely read, respond and interact with writers. This will also be a place where I can put out my thoughts, especially those of the nsfw kind.

Blog warnings:

18+ content + Random post

Minors DNI

[kazhuad]

xiao, to tame a storm ♤

tags: implied sexual content (nothing too NFSW), slight angst

though your ears may not have been as finely tuned as your sight, you caught a catch in the wind's whisper. you continue polishing your utensils by the basin as the yaksha's presence manifested behind you.

"it's still early, did you encounter anything peculiar on your patrol?" a smile fitted on your lips, keeping your focus on the task at hand. the chore was quickly interrupted when arms circled behind you and around your waist, tight yet considering.

you squeezed xiao's forearm in response, and hesitation dissipated, replaced by clutching desperation. you pushed against him to allow your body to face his, catching the pieces as they fall.

he was a storm, raging through different states of stability. his brows were furrowed, lips pulled into a straight line, and his golden eyes. your treasure.

your treasure was being plagued with ominous clouds. xiao had always carried a great battle within him, but it has never surfaced in this manner before. where even he couldn't bear to lock it within.

chastising him for that habit, you intended your words to be taken as lightly as a feather. for you understood that xiao never acted on anything without a firm stance.

he only hid his turmoil from you to shade you from the worst of it, as he said. and you insisted that you were prepared to face it. he persevered.

yet to see him cracking on the surface, to see his unshakable willpower falter, you know. you know it was something devastating.

so you held your tongue and clasped the frame of his face, thumbs caressing the sharp edges of cheekbones. his eyelids fluttered, cherishing your skin against his. xiao bowed his head down, hiding any more vulnerability from your sharp eyes.

one hand slid against the skin on his neck, and you drew figure-eights on his nape. you hear the sharp inhale, followed by a stuttering sigh. you ushered him closer to your frame until his head was resting on your body.

another hand found its way to the intricate markings on his upper arm, tracing the glowing tattoos. you felt his breath rapidly increasing its pace, and you settled on placing your fingertips near his gloved ones. you felt xiao rotate his hand and you met him halfway by linking your fingers in between his.

the world grew silent as you decided that xiao was the only one that you needed to sense. you soothed his unraveling, but rigid frame until you were certain you had your beloved returned to a collected state. as collected as he can be at the moment.

you felt vibrations reverberate on your torso, only to realize that xiao had muttered something. you pressed his nape lightly to indicate that haven't heard, and he reluctantly released his face from the safe confines of your chest.

you were almost happy to see a lingering pout trailing on his lips.

"can you do that on my back?"

you let the question hang in the air, and the growing annoyance with a mix of embarrassment became more prominent in xiao's eyes. you quickly found his meaning, and lightly chuckled.

"sit on the couch with me, then?"

both of your footsteps trudged to the small living area, and xiao maintained his ramrod posture as he sat down. you prodded his side with a finger, swearing you heard a small grunt, and he moved to face the side, back towards you.

unmarked like the finest silk, you observed how the muscles underneath the skin contorted and responded to any slight movement of his. you didn't know the details, but the yakshas seemingly do not scar as how mortals usually would. and yet, you felt and perceived the countless scars that decorated his body, invisible to those unknowing of his burdens.

your palm was placed first, and relief washed over you as you felt his heartbeat slow to a steady rhythm. xiao did not move from the contact, and you let his reactions dictate your next move.

you placed your face near the exposed window of his top, and you wonder if you were imagining the sudden heat radiating off him. your breath bounced off his back and you were certain the sight of him shivering was not created by your mind.

it was like electricity rippled in his nerves, as you placed a tentative peck on the middle of his back. you waited for any sign of protest, receiving only a disgruntled and strangled noise from xiao.

"please."

you grew confident from the pleading laced in his words, placing butterfly kisses along the skin. a shaky sigh aired out from his mouth, only to be replaced by a hiss as you slightly sucked on one of your kisses.

xiao felt like he was melting, held together only by your hands placed around his waist. a tremble rippled through his body as your fingers squeezed on flesh that met the top of his hips.

he couldn't stop the mewl that left him as your tongue slid against his exposed skin. goosebumps forming along his back and neck, he held your hands tight and kept them firmly in place.

your teeth grazed one of his shoulder blades and he bit his lip in fear of indulging you with more of his obscene squeaks and whimpers. you knew, however, exactly how to have him sing your favorite melody.

in the light of the moon's glow, xiao forgets all that plagues him, even for a sliver of a second in his seemingly eternal existence. instead, he remembers every ministration of your lips against his own, and along with the sweetest spots on his body.

the sole yaksha had endured many a sin of his own, yet every day he learns that it is not there to damn him to suffering. he learns that he can indulge in whatever beauty a person's love can grant you.

guess who came out of the writer's hole and decided to post this word vomit :D definitely not me...

to anyone still reading thanks a million :<<

the hiatus has been kicking my ass badly and life all just went to crazy places for the last months, but i'll start actively attempting to revive this blog!

crossposted on my ao3 here!

[sheerxfiction]

Just Because

Xiao X Reader

Description: Xiao just needs to chill out a little. So, you strive to help him do just that for no other reason than just because. 

Tags: fluff, first kiss

Word Count: 1355

It wasn’t often the reserved adeptus allowed you to dine with him, but today you were lucky. After a surprise visit and a little persistence (and perhaps some almond tofu too), Xiao accepted your company and sat with you at the Wangshu Inn, enjoying an idle afternoon meal. You had a way with words, and it pleased the owner to see him finally opening up to someone, even if it took a bit of tofu. 

“So Xiao, do you think we could have more little lunches like this?” You asked, leaning your elbows on the table. 

“I cannot. Letting my guard down for too long on too many occasions is not a good idea for me.” He stated firmly, Still working at his palace of tofu. 

“But you’re relaxed right now, aren’t you? Doesn’t it feel nice?” You questioned. 

“I am never truly at ease. I must remain vigilant in the event that I am needed.” He argued. 

“Well I can see that. You look tense as hell.” You sighed. “You should  seriously try freeing yourself up more often. The world is no longer as cruel as it used to be, Xiao. You can relax a little.”

“You say that, but I fear I cannot take that chance just yet.” He said, sounding a little sad. 

“Spend a little more time with me maybe. You’ll see it’s not so bad soon.” You encouraged. 

“Perhaps… But not now. It’s getting late so I must go. There are a few things I have yet to do today.” He stated, returning to his formal manner as he stood from the table. 

“Alright, I’ll stop nagging you.” You laughed as you stacked your plate atop his. 

“Remember, call me if you ever need me. I’ll be there in seconds if you ever need my help.” He added on. 

“I will, Xiao.” You nodded. 

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[orbitscara-deactivated20230324]

Hi! Hope your doing good could i request xiao x fem reader where its angst at first but ends with comfort? Xiao spends all his time with lumine and ends up not hearing reader call out to him

Sorry if its too much

jealousy jealousy | xiao x fem!reader 

summary: xiao spends too much time with lumine and doesn’t hear his s/o call out to him.

warnings: fem!reader, slight angst, hurt to comfort, jealousy, hints of perilous trail spoilers, maybe a little ooc xiao

word count: 1586

a/n: hello! thank you for your request, i really liked this idea and it wasn’t too much dw!! i apologize for taking so long to post this though ╥﹏╥ it wasn’t your specific request, i just had a bit of a block </3 i did struggle a little with coming up with an ending, but i hope this is to your liking!

everyone has heard of lumine, the traveler that has fought dragons and harbingers and saved people and nations alike. however, seeing as how they appear to be xiao’s most important person lately, you can’t help but despise them a little, something that felt a bit shameful to admit even if to yourself. however, you truly couldn’t help your disappointment towards the way that traveler appeared to tear down his walls way quicker than you ever could.

it hurts – you and xiao have known each other for a long time now, yet only just recently has he been opening up to you. and you’ve accepted his way of being, well aware that an immortal being that has gone through what he has gone through might not open his heart easily, and neither did you ever want to force yourself into it either.

but when he that easily starts discarding time with his girlfriend, to spend it with someone he just met instead, you can’t help but question your entire relationship. were you perhaps never of importance to him and you just let yourself believe so?

believing he’d just dismiss your worries by calling them stupid mortal troubles, it takes you a while before you do attempt to bring this issue up to him. and when you do, before you could even start talking, lumine pops up once again and manages to steal his attention from you. this makes you hurriedly exit wangshu inn, where you’d just entered – (that told xiao you’re upset, though not why) – and you decide you’ll stay by yourself, just for a few days. perhaps he’d come to his senses then.

a couple of days do pass and it seems not.

while resting on an isolated spot right outside of liyue, his name comes to mind. surely, he’d come to you if you called - he promised after all - and you’d finally be able to speak to him about what’s been troubling you with no interruptions. deciding to give him one final chance, you call out his name. a few seconds pass however, and all that followed was quiet. xiao isn't there.

his absence took you by surprise. never once did you think xiao would break his promise. perhaps he’d leave after the confirmation you’re alright settles in, or he’d bashfully give you a lecture on how you shouldn’t call him purposelessly (though he clearly never means it) but not coming to you at all?

what if you had been in danger? does xiao truly hold no more concern towards you?

and of course, this to you sounds like all the answers you needed. you decide then: you won’t be initiating any more contact with the adeptus after this. it’s clear he doesn’t care about you, so why would you keep bothering him?

your absence was felt, and he dreaded that he would not be seeing you again. but if that was the case, who was he to stop you? he always warned you of the dangers constant contact with him would bring, perhaps you finally decided to listen - though he’d be lying if he said the thought didn’t hurt. 

this internal conflict didn’t stop him from continuing to give lumine all his attention and his actions were never questionable to him. the thought that you’d ever be jealous never even crossed his mind. especially of lumine, a friend, yes, a friend with whom he deals with important matters pertaining to liyue. recently, they even got trapped in the chasm with each other and some of the traveler’s other friends, during what was initially to be a secret personal mission of his.

if you had asked him, he’d have told you all this and reassure you the only girl he loves is you. 

but you didn’t. and so quite some time passed as you both regretfully grew apart, even if only physically. if only you’d been able to speak to him, or he wasn’t too much of a coward to approach you regardless. but it’s clear to anyone who has seen him in the past weeks that something has taken a toll on him - yes, it appears the seemingly ever grumpy xiao could get even more grumpy, paimon commented once.

and the situation has obviously affected you as well. with how distracted your head’s been, you’d closely gotten in danger multiple times in your adventures. perhaps it’s the stars asking you to call his name, but would he still even hear it?

still, all goes as the stars wish. having gravely underestimated the comission you accepted, or perhaps overestimated yourself in the state that you are in, you got injured by a particularly huge geovishap as soon as you step foot into this cave where you were simply meant to retrieve some scholar’s belongings.

your legs, having been the victims of the creature’s strike, couldn’t withstand the pain, leaving you fallen to the ground. you were frozen, in fear and in pain, as the monster approached you once again and you certainly wouldn’t make it if it dealt you one more attack. 

you only had two last hopes, though none of them held much actual hope in them: you could try crawling away, or you could try calling his name. crawling woulnd’t get you very far - the geovishap may not be fast but his body is big and so are his steps - and would the adeptus who had abandoned you when you both were closer really not abandon you now?

to live, though, you had to try them. with all your strenght you crawled away and mumbled xiao’s name, holding no expectation that he’d hear you.

but he did. and a millisecond couldn’t have passed before he appeared in front of you. if calling his name for fun hadn’t been an habit of yours, perhaps he’d now have been ready for the ugly scene he comes across: you, bloody, and crawling away from a figure much bigger, and much stronger than you, preying for your death. it’s his worst nightmares, and his heart wrenches and his breath hitches but he still processes the situation faster than you, who’s mumbling his name a second time - this time in relief. 

wasting no more than a second in his thoughts, xiao rushes towards you and holds you in his arms. the world soon shifted from the dark cave to the familiar wangshu inn and you were layed comfortably in an equally familiar bed. to your dismay, xiao departed from the small bedroom, leaving you alone, although only for a few moments as he soon returned.

“a doctor will arrive soon” he lets you know after a few moments of gazing at you in silence, and prepares himself to leave once again.

“xiao” you call, however, for the third time today and in a long time. he understands the request that lies within that and complies, approaching you quietly instead and waiting for what you’d say or do next. 

“uhm, so... about lumine...” you trailed off, struggling to find the words to ask this.

xiao furrowed his brows, a look of genuine confusion plastered across his face at the mention of her name - it’s been so long since you two have been together and you want to talk about lumine? he doesn't utter a word, though, silently urging you to continue speaking.

“you’ve been spending so much time with her and you didn’t come when i called you, that’s why-” unsure of what exactly you wanted to say, you cut yourself off. but he understands you, anyway.

it takes him a moment to fully process what you've told him, and he feels extremely guilty when he does - he's left you, the light of his life, the woman who he'd promised to always be there for, feeling abandoned and unloved for weeks - how could he not?

he hesitantly reaches out for your hand, unsure of whether you still wanted to hold his, as if there was now a wall threatening to build itself between the both of you again. you gladly destroyed it, taking his hand with a small smile, now it being you silently telling him to speak.

you understood he must have had his reasons, for why else he have come back to you and why else would he be looking at you like this? of course, you wanted to hear them regardless and make your own judgement, but you'd rather for that to happen in a lighter atmosphere.

"i am sorry" he starts, looking directly in your eyes. "for breaking my promise to you. i should've stayed by your side, i shouldn't have gone without telling you, i should have spoken to you. thought it can’t take back what happened... since you could have... i’m... i'm sorry."

now and always, he was a man of few words - you’d grown accustomed to that -  and since you got the gist of what he was telling you, perhaps you’d simply ask him for details later on. for now, though, you accepted his apology and gently pulled him closer towards you, watching as the worry in his eyes starts to disappear.

xiao wasn’t used to being a lover or to dealing with mortals, but he was trying for you - along the night, he promises that not once more will he neglect you or your relationship, especially in favor of someone else, and this one is a promise you can be sure he will never break.

[shenheslut]

I just made a new alt account on genshin. I GOT JEAN ON STANDARD BANNER AFTER 3 PULLS! 3rd PULL! JEAN! WTF

[aestheticpearl]

— 𝐤𝐢𝐬𝐬 𝐦𝐞 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞

[𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫] modern!xiao

“alright i’m leaving” xiao says as he passes you from your seat on the couch. moving swiftly, you place your breakfast down on the coffee table in front so you can turn around to face him.

“hey wait you forgot something!”

he stands frozen at the door, his hand hovering over the doorknob. he has his duffle bag with all his training equipment and he packed a change of clothes, what could he have forgotten?

“…what did i forget?” you simple tap your lips at him and he lets out a sigh before walking over and placing a kiss on said lips. you grin up at him and pull him in for one more before letting him go to his training class.

xiao is an absolute mess on his way to the class with his face practically glowing red. he tried his best to hide his face in the scarf you made him wear, he couldn’t find his so you made him wear yours, it’s covered in your scent which he doesn’t mind at all.

when xiao gets back he desperately needs a shower but that doesn’t stop you from practically tackling him into one of your ‘welcome home’ hugs despite his protests.

“get off i smell” he struggles to break free of your hold.

“no way i missed you” you tell him as you kiss his cheek and then his nose and then his other cheek, you start to plant kisses all over his face continuously.

“i was gone for an hour” he deadpans.

“the longest hour of my life!” xiao rolls his eyes at your dramatics.

“you’re so dramatic sometimes i swear”

“give me a kiss?” he lets out a sigh before immediately kissing you gently on the lips.

“happy?” you smile at him before kissing him again, you can feel his lips curl up into a smile.

“very”

xiao grabs under your knees and picks you up without effort; all this working out is definitely paying off. you hold his face in your hands while continuing to plant kisses on him while you still can.

“how” kiss “about we” kiss “go shower” kiss “together?” he asks in between your kisses.

“i would love nothing more” you smile at him. “as long as i get to keep kissing you”

“you can always kiss me” xiao says biting back a smile.

“you’re so cute i love you” you say before planting one more kiss on him.

first genshin impact drabble, let’s hope i don’t regret this lmao

.love always <3 pearl

[shenheslut]

Are any of my mutual’s active anymore? I miss when we were all active and shitposting and having fun. I feel it’s all dead now and I think that’s why I left.

[shenheslut]

It’s been years since I’ve been on this app it feel like lol. How is everyone doing?

[internetgremlin-writes]

IMPORTANT: TUMBLR & FANFICTION

Alright kids, listen up because @staff have pulled off a corker of a hot mess and have decided to add "Community Labels". I guess they've decided we can't be trusted to add our own warnings and people can't make sensible choices with what they engage with.

But why does it matter to me?

Tumblr have made labels AN OPT IN SITUATION which means every single blog here is automatically set to hide any triggering content

If you want to continue to be able to access and read fanfiction PLEASE go into your settings and click "show" on at least the "Mature" and "Sexual Themes" labels!!

ALSO IOS USERS: there's an extra fun "Hide additional content" bit just to really try and block us from any hopes of success. Make sure you opt out of that too otherwise I think content will be blocked on the mobile app!

Attached to this post are screenshots from my settings so you guys know what to look for. I could only find it on my desktop settings and not on the mobile app (for now at least)qq

[valkyrie418]

Heads up fellow fanfic enjoyers... new updates may hide the content from your fav fix authors!

[rkiveorg]

you make me sick. so so sick. 💊

[shenheslut]

Hello?

[shenheslut]

Kazuha x G/N!reader

A/N: you have a crush on Kazuha. See where that leads

You have a crush on Kazuha. However, he never notices you, why? Cause you get no bitches

[seveninchesfrominsanity]

Here's a fun ask game I found on Instagram ❤️ let's have at it!

[celestewritesstuff]

friends and neighbors do enlighten me 🤭🥰

[shenheslut]

#36 and #46 with xiao pls 🥹🥹 he has me in a chokehold rn and makes me go soft

A/N: I tried! I swear I did. I didn’t know how to do this. I’m not good with fluff lol… angst tho… that’s another story. But I hope you like it. It’s probably not what you envisioned, but I tried

CW: Fluff, yelling, harsh grabbing (slight), laughing, mentions of running away, hand holding, blushing, xiao, gender-neutral reader

Xiao x G/N reader

36.“Wanna grab lunch? Or-watch a movie together?- you know what screw it. Let’s go on a date.”

46.“Let’s run away together,just the two of us.”

How long has it been since you have been in Liyue and how long has it been since you have been friends with the lone Yaksha? That is something you have been wondering. You told your friends in (select a region) that you would only be gone a month or two to go sight seeing in the nation of geo, but… now it seems you lost track of time… oops?

Maybe you lost track of time because you were normally off seeing beautiful scenery, ancient ruins and beautifully done opera performance or maybe you simply just forgot about your time limit because of the Adeptus you met in Wangshu Inn, Xiao. He was hard to get to know since he was uninterested in humans and was a moody brat… you certainly thought he was a teenager when you first met him… but after a bit of attempt to get to know him and almond tofu, he opened up a bit.

It seemed like almost everyday you were chatting with the yaksha. Only times you two weren’t hanging out was when he was busy protecting Liyue and you were off taking pictures on the kamera of things you deemed beautiful. It was safe to say that you had grown close to Xiao.

On one of the days you were talking to Xiao, you noticed he was quiet, more quiet the usual. You looked at him and noticed how he looked in deep thought as he furrowed his eyebrows.

“What’s wrong Xiao?”

“Nothing” he said dismissing you a bit

“You are quiet and not your usual ‘I am the great adeptus Xiao quiet!’, more like…mute quiet” you said in a bit of a mocking way, but that was mostly to get you point across.

Xiao ignored it and continued to tell you it was fine and nothing was wrong, but after a bit of pestering, the man growled in annoyance before grabbing your shoulders harshly and yelling,

“WANNA GRAB LUNCH OR.. WATCH AN OPERA… YOU KNOW WHAT SCREW IT!” He let your shoulders go and grabbed your hands in his “LETS GO ON A DATE!”

You stared at him in the eyes before bursting out in laughter. The man looked at you confused before thinking you were making fun of him. He tried to tell you to forget about it, but you held onto his hands tighter before saying

“I would love to go on a date Xiao.. you didn’t have to tell though as I would have gotten the message clear as day” you said, teasing him lightly

The yaksha blushed before muttering a simple ‘sorry’ under his breath and looking way.

With on last giggle, you let go of one of hands and pulled him down the stairs with you. He followed behind as he heard you said

“ I know just the place to take you for a date so-” you turned to your head back a bit to smile at him “Let’s run away together,just the two of us”

And for once in the yaksha’s life, he was fine with running away from his responsibilities

[anantaru]

𝗛𝗢𝗪 𝗧𝗛𝗘𝗬 𝗙𝗨𝗖𝗞 !

˖˚˳⊹ how they fuck feat. diluc : kazuha : cyno : childe : tighnari : ayato : zhongli : itto x fem! reader

˖˚˳⊹ warnings: nsfw

˖˚˳⊹ 𝗦𝗟𝗢𝗪 𝗔𝗡𝗗 𝗗𝗘𝗘𝗣

diluc's lips were brushing right under your ear, his breath tickling you once you felt him place tender open mouthed kisses on your shivering skin. The simple gesture inflicted yet so much reassurance on your body, heart pounding feverishly against your chest as you wrapped your loving arms around his neck to have his warmth closer on you. He's so big too as he leisurely grinded himself deeper into your sobbing cunt that couldn't bare the teasing nature of him anymore. Diluc wasn't even aware that he has been edging you on with his way of fucking into your needy core. Yet he's far from done with you, holding your legs to pull them against your chest, reaching new places you'd never thought he'd be able to reach as you were reduced to nothing more than moaning out his name in between harsh pants.

kazuha who's fumbling with your shirt in an almost clumsy and messy way, he'd always ball his fists together in your garments to pull you closer into his embrace, almost as if he was scared of losing you in any way. The admiration of every single natural curve of your body was turning you into a whining mess underneath his skilled touches. He's hooking his fingers into the elastic of your underwear now, pulling them down in one swift motion and lazily throwing them on the floor without much thought. A small gasp escaped your lips once kazuha was spreading your legs open to comfortably nestle himself in between them, cock head in between your glistering folds before he collected your slick as a natural lubricant to finally plunge deep into you, ensuring himself that he wasn't hurting you, continuing to slowly move his hips to grind himself lazily in your cunt, making sure to feel every single pulsating spot of yours.

cyno's thrusts into your warm cunt were light and tender, his slow movements were driving you to roll your eyes back, not to mention that he'd always make sure to circle his hips whenever he'd be fully sheathed in you. He knows what he's doing, his gentle nature will of course appear during the act of intimacy as well yet he was fully aware that he's in fact, ruining you with those movements. "kiss me." you're whining out, eyes scrunched shut as your spine arched lightly into him. Cyno groaned once hearing your shaking voice, it was downright adorable in his eyes as he dropped his weight on top of you, sweat connecting your bodies together while you folded your arms around his neck to feel his soft lips, both moaning into the kiss as he haltered his movements for a moment, cock buried deep in your cunt and pulsating violently yet cyno didn't dare to move anymore, this particular feeling might be his favorite after all.

˖˚˳⊹ 𝗙𝗔𝗦𝗧 𝗔𝗡𝗗 𝗡𝗘𝗘𝗗𝗬

childe couldn't wait to ruin your cunt with thick spurts of cum, simply the thought of filling you up was making him pulsate inside of you, the fat vein that enveloped his girth was grazing over your delicate walls with each fast snap forward of his hips. You couldn't remember the last time when he was that needy for you, speed generally increasing every time you moaned out his name. Fuck, how he loved whenever you'd call him ajax, it's so simple yet intimate, passion filled, not to mention the way your voice was overflowing with lewdness and whimpers of his hard cock buried in your cunt was making him almost lose his mind. Childe's body was covered in sweat and perspiration, gleaming and accentuating his aching muscles, he was so close and needed to show you. Taking your hands in his larger one to pin them over your head before kissing you feverishly, both moaning into the kiss as your climax approached you.

tighnari first, pushes his cock gently into your cunt to make you adjust to his size, the painful wave soon fading into utmost pleasure as he hid his face in the crook of your neck to take in your addicting scent. Tighnari's hands found the back of your ass to hold onto you for more support as he applied more pressure each time his hips drove into your sobbing cunt. He was so fast, you could barely keep up with his harsh way of fucking you before you whined his name out screaming only for him to hear. His ears would twitch whenever he'd hear you say it, something about you saying his name and rolling it off your tongue so fucking sinfully made him grab onto you harder, leaving you breathless underneath his figure. His cock was sliding in and out of your pussy so unbelievably fast you weren't able to say anything anymore, only moaning out incoherent babbles that left him no other choice than to fuck into you harder. He's so close now, so fucking eager to cum too, finishing off with the probably most beautiful moan he ever expressed towards you.

ayato can barely take some time off for himself, that's why it's seldom for him to properly take his time with you. Quickies are a daily thing for the both of you, mostly in between breaks of his duties as the yashiro commissioner. For ayato, it's the control that gets him off while fucking you, the obedience you portray when you're spread out for him on the soft bedsheets while your legs are lazily thrown over his shoulders, most of your clothes still loosely hanging over your body because he just couldn't wait any longer. His fast thrusts are strong and centered, the bed frame rocking against the wall as your body jolted forward each time you feel his heavy cock enter you. His head is always held high, immense confidence radiating through the room as he continues to fuck you fast through your orgasm, practically tasting his own on his tongue as you squeezed particularly hard around his shaft.

˖˚˳⊹ 𝗥𝗢𝗨𝗚𝗛 𝗔𝗡𝗗 𝗪𝗜𝗟𝗗

zhongli's favorite kind to fuck you is rough and deep, in his opinion it's exceedingly passionate to have you whine out his name in between harsh breathing while he's pining your arms on each side of your body so he's able to view you in all your fucked out bliss. Your lips were swollen and puffy, eyes scrunched shut as he grinded himself forward with concentrated rough snaps forward. Your warm cunt spasming around his girth as your juices were gushing out of your hole to leave a faint white ring that stained his cock in thick spurts. He's been fucking you for hours now without ever showing you any sort of tiredness, zhongli could feel the knot in his stomach tighten with each squeeze, the sound of the mattress squeaking only added to the immense amount of pleasure he has been feeling right now. You've been such a good baby for him all night, trying your best to spread your legs open further as he finally climaxed deep inside of you, his hands flying to your hips to pull you closer, soft visible crescent formed buds decorating your sweat covered skin in the process.

itto who's marking your body up with not only love bites, but spurts of thick cum that would messily stain your figure. He can't deny that he was very much in love with the way his cum would stick on your fucked out body, your tits naturally bouncing up and down with each strong thrust he'd grace you with. For him, it's hard to decide where to put his hands, most of the time he'll bring his thumb down on your sensitive clit to apply pressure while snapping forward into your tight hole like a mad man. Itto wouldn't be scared of becoming very vocal in bed either, he's tremendously sensitive and shivers every time your cunt would sloppily suck him in. He's towering over you now, examining your body and fuck, he wanted to see you cum so badly, wanted to lock gazes with your beauty and witness how you're unraveling in a raging mess of utter perfection, warm tears rolling down your cheeks as you whimpered his name in soft chants in midst your newish found orgasm.

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when you sleep on the couch after an argument (except its more like the guest room)

diluc ragnvindr x reader

2.1k+ words | zhongli

warnings: hurt/comfort, more hurt on dilucs end im sorry baby❤️ no pronouns used

hello yes not even 24 hours later i'm back with more angst

“just forget i said anything diluc,” you sound as defeated as you feel. it could be so difficult trying to get through to a man as stubborn as him and it only upset you more when you started to lose your cool while diluc remained impassive about the whole situation. you’ve always known he had a difficult time expressing his emotions, especially the more uncomfortable ones like you both feel so swirling in your hearts right now, but that didn’t stop you from wishing he would let you in just a little more when you opened up about your own. you don’t know how long it’s been since the argument started, too long, long enough for the late afternoon sun to turn into dusk. by now your throat hurts, your eyes sting with frustrated tears, your lungs feel like they're suffocating in the heat of the room and all you want is for this to be over, to stop hearing his frustrated tone normally reserved for annoying bar goers and other annoyances being used to speak to you. how much longer could you take of this before you broke.. “i’m too tired to keep going on like this..”

“we’ll be finishing this discussion later.”

the coldness of his tone is the final blow to the cracking dam that was your tear filled eyes. with your back turned towards him, your steps quiet and shaky, you try your best to hide the quiver in your voice as you whisper a small ‘okay’ before exiting the study, softly closing the door behind you. thankfully most of the staff was gone by now and you could walk to your room with your head hanging low, without the embarrassment of them seeing you and accidentally making your tears worse. 

you know you won't be able to sleep despite how exhausted you feel but you lay down and curl up in the plush duvet anyways, hating and loving how it smells of cedar, wine and a hint of smoke. you don’t know if the scent of him is making your tears better or worse but you don’t move from the bed until the sun sets behind the open curtains and you hear the large mahogany doors of the manor shut as your beloved heads towards the city. realizing a little too late how it would affect your already fragile heart, you rise from the bed and watch from the window as his figure disappears into the night.

all at once everything feels like too much and you find you can’t handle how every inch of this room feels clouded in your frustration and sadness. you couldn’t be in here, you wouldn’t find sleep with his scent lingering on the sheets. in your upset and frustrated mind you didn’t think you’d find comfort in any reminders of him but you soon found the guest room was not much better. it hadn’t been touched in so long, probably before you even knew diluc, and not a single thing in here is a remnant of him, it’s everything you hate about the room but you weren’t sure which was better. in the end it didn’t really matter, no matter where you were you were bound to cry yourself to sleep, hating that you’d still feel this way when you had to face this argument again in the morning.

“we’ll be finishing this discussion later,” he says, forcing himself to tear his attention away from you and return to the paperwork that needed to be filled out hours ago. you were getting nowhere like this, you both knew it and the only way he knows how to calm the uncomfortable tightness through his whole chest, that creeps up his spine and rattles his stolid demeanor, is to throw himself into his work, and he does just that. 

he hardly notices the sun set and the darkness throughout the study as he gets through contract after contract. only when the words on the parchment became not enough to distract him from your argument and he was finding it harder to ignore the emotions still coursing through his veins was he pulled from his work. despite the late hour there was still so much to be done, the night was far from over for him. he slips on his coat as he exits the study to head to the city but is stopped at the edge of the steps, his eyes drifting slowly towards your closed bedroom door. he swears he could choke on his heart in his throat. he does his best to swallow it, and takes some solace in the fact the room is dark. hopefully that means you’ve found sleep.

he doesn’t even make it to the city before every ounce of his frustrations is used to fuel the burning flames in every swing of his claymore; every hilichurl, every abyss mage and treasure hoarder that was unfortunate enough to come in his path feeling the searing scorch of the uncrowned king of mondstadt. 

as enemies lay defeated before him, proof of his anger, the feelings raging inside him turn from irritation at you for being stubborn, to confused frustration about the whole situation, to guilt ridden self loathing about his blindness and bullheadedness. why is it only now, as he analyzes the fight over and over, that he sees the tears pooling in your eyes, that he truly hears your words and that all you said came from nothing but concern for his health, all because you loved him and cared for him. it was him who was being stubborn. he pushed you away, he kept you at arms distance when you were so ready to accept all of him and tonight he pushed you even further from his heart but that was something he never wanted. without you -

his claymore clanks on the ground beside him as he tears off a sullied glove and rubs the bridge of his nose between his thumb and index finger before running his hand through his frazzled locks, trying to compose himself. archons he hates this. he hates arguing with you. he hates feeling so far away from you even though he knows he has no one else to blame but himself. he hates seeing you cry and even more than that, he detests being the one to cause your tears.

his aching heart leads him home, sending a plea to the universe that you’re still asleep and you will stay asleep as he holds you tightly against him, not caring how desperate his grip will be. he knows he messed up and when you awake tomorrow he’ll apologize from the bottom of his heart and keep his promise to do better, accept his consequences but tonight he can't be away from you any longer.

with quiet footsteps he makes his way up the grand staircase and to your shared bedroom, shaking hands quietly closing the door behind him. the sweet smell of you wafts faintly in the air and lessens the pressure tightly in his chest. hanging his coat on its hanger by the door, shedding his vest and changing from his day clothes to something more suited for sleep he wants nothing more than to crawl into bed with you. but as he steals glances at the bed, while normally hard to make out much through the drapes on the canopy, he notices how empty the bed looks. it has his heart pounding in his chest but he remains rational, it's dark and you often like to curl up, it’s oka-

he pulls back the drapes on your side of the bed, slowly at first, but when he sees the bed is completely devoid of you his body goes rigid, the heat his worried heart flares up nearly catching the drapes on fire. letting out what was supposed to be a breath to relax him, to not let his mind run with the worst of assumptions, with the fear he refused to let form fully until now- was this fight really enough for you to leave like this? had he lost you thanks to no other than himself, rather than the darkness that usually took those he loved- of perhaps he was the dar- no diluc. get a grip. 

he had to think rationally before he burned all of teyvat down in search of you.

plenty of times you’ve fallen asleep on the couch while waiting for him to return, he hadn’t even thought to look there when he came home- his tunnel vision bringing him to the place you should be. gripping tightly onto the banister, he quickly makes his way down to the parlor and feels his barely held together calm slip completely when you’re nowhere to be found. 

every door, even ones that don’t make sense- closets, the pantry, the cellar- are thrown open in search of you. every guest room that hasn't seen a guest in so long has the master's attention, one by one turning up empty, taking more of his sanity until he feels like he's suffocating. there’s only one more guest room left and he doesn’t waste a moment opening the door and lighting the candle by the bookshelf to illuminate the room and hopefully you. 

he honestly isn’t sure how he makes it to the bed. he swears once he sees you laying in the normally untouched sheets his knees threaten to give way but nothing could stop him from holding you. he had to, if he didn't, what was the possibility this wouldn’t be real or that you’d slip right through his grasp while he was unable to do anything.. even if that chance was miniscule, it wasn’t a risk he was willing to take. he couldn’t imagine his life without you, more than anything else in this world he loved you.

shaking hands that grip and pull you harder than they intended to make it impossible not to be stirred from your restless sleep but you don’t question who it is, this warmth could only belong to him. you attempt to sit up to get a better look at him, to rub the sleepiness from your puffy eyes, but his arm wrapped around your middle and his other hand buried in your hair holds you steady against him, your face buried in the crook of his neck, tickled by soft vermillion locks.

“‘dil-”

“please forgive y/n..” he pleads softly. “i’m sorry for being so stubborn, i regret you see that part of me from time to time but y/n.. i.. i love you more than i know how to express.. i will do better for you.  i can’t- i can’t lose you.”

“lose me?” your tired mind finally registers just how hard his heart is beating against your chest, how his breath is uneven, that his grip on you keeps growing tighter with each passing moment. it's almost crushing but you don’t protest, you need it just as badly as he does. pressing your head against his shoulder, accepting him completely, you speak honestly and hope he’ll hear the love behind your words. “‘luc, i’m not going anywhere.”

“i don’t know what i’d-”

“my love, you don’t need to worry about that,” your lips find his exposed neck and you place a tender kiss against his porcelain skin. “i’ll always be by your side. nothing will change that.”

you swear you feel his heart skip a beat. “i do not deserve you.”

“that is far from the truth. you are deserving love and everything you could ever hope for-”

“you are all i hope for, all i need…”

his confessions of love continue, each one stealing your breath away, melting away any lingering sadness from your fight. he leaves you blushing, speeches and you can’t help but cling to him. all of his promises, all of his apologies, were so full of honesty and love, they consumed you, dilucs love encompassed you and you melted against him, your heart so full you didn’t know what else to do but cry.

somewhere in the eternal warmth of his love and words he had lifted you up higher to rest his forehead against yours, to feel your touch, leaning into every brush of your fingers behind his ear as you moved hair out of his face and returned his love in kind. 

only celestia would know how long you spent spilling the contents of your hearts until tears of love and pure exhaustion brought you both to sleep in each other's embrace, in a bed that wasn’t your own. but it didn’t matter, wherever you were together the flames of your hearts burned brightest and couldn’t be torn asunder. 

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when you sleep on the couch after an argument

zhongli x reader

1.6k+ words | diluc

warnings: hurt/comfort, no pronouns used

mayyyy be writing the same with some other boys too👀

“okay.. okay! i get it zhongli,” you express loudly when you’ve heard enough of his words, dropping your tense shoulders and letting your head hang low as you rub the bridge of your nose between your fingers to try to ease the unshed tears that threaten to make their escape. except your words are a lie, you don’t get it and don’t know why can’t he understand where you’re coming from. he was always so understanding but tonight your conversation took a turn for the worse and somewhere in the heat of it all, understanding was lost and forgotten from the both of you. your strained throat can’t take much more of this and the shakiness of your words say as much. it's been a long day and an even longer night with your beloved towering over, unintentionally making you feel small both with his stature and choice of words. his tone was so unfamiliar to you, every word feeling like he was talking down to you and the volume of your own voice was something he hardly ever heard from you. even if you felt like you could scream you didn’t want this to continue, not knowing how much more your heart could take. “i’m tired.. let's go to bed.”

zhongli sighs and rolls his shoulders, letting your words and the knowledge you now understand his own lessen his frustration. with your discussion out of the way, tiredness and the need to show you his affection is all that remains. arguments are few and far between with the ex archon, for more reasons than one but most of all, he would hate to be the cause of your sadness. all he ever wanted was to love you. after feeling so far away from you this entire discussion, laying in bed and holding you against his chest sounds like the best possible way to end the heavy night. with a tired smile he reaches for you, ready to lead you back into the bedroom and go through your nightly routine together as you normally do but his smile, and his heart, drop when you walk past him without meeting his gaze and he hears the running water as you get ready by yourself. 

in the bathroom, side by side, you wash your faces, brush your teeth and change clothes all without speaking a word to one another. you hardly even look at him but his topaz gaze finds you more than a few times, each quiet moment you don’t return his loving glances making the pit of nervousness in his stomach swirl uncontrollably.

“may i?” he boldly asks when you reach for the hairbrush he recalls purchasing for you when you first started dating, thankfully the day he saw it he had remembered his wallet. 

“.. i’ve got it,” you reply quietly, grabbing the brush and working it through your hair. it felt like the words were being choked out of you but you do your best to steady your racing heart and stop the tears forming in your eyes. “i’ll be a bit longer.. you.. you don’t need to wait for me.”

“y/n..”

“it’s okay, everythings fine.” but you’re saying it to yourself just as much as you are him because maybe, just maybe, if you spoke it the universe would make it so, but it doesn't; it doesn’t stop the aching in your chest, it doesn’t silence the echo of his harsh words replaying in your mind, it doesn’t make the tears in your eyes not sting any more. “i’ll be ready soon.”

gulping, and despite his better judgment, he nods and makes his way to the bedroom, preparing your side of the bed before sliding into his own. he hates how tight his stomach feels but he’s certain it’s nothing that holding you and getting some sleep can’t fix. it’s far past when you normally go to bed and now that you had come to a compromise and his body rested against the plush sheets he notices just how tired he actually is. yes, some sleep would do you both good. 

he hears the bathroom door close behind you and smiles sweetly, hopefully, his heart feeling lighter the closer you get to your side of the bed. 

“sh-”

the feeling of his heart dropping into the - now feeling endless - pit of his stomach stops his words from forming fully and has his smile turning into something sorrowful. but you wouldn’t have seen the pain he wore on his visage from behind the pillow you grabbed and buried the bottom of your face in.

“what are you doing?”

“i- i’m gonna go sleep on the couch..” you bite your bottom lip, hating how little of a shield this pillow made when all you wanted to do was hide from his ember eyes. sometimes you really hated how even when you can’t see them you can still feel them on you. “i’d just like some space right now..”

for the first time in a long time the ex archon felt worthless in his knowledge. zhongli thought he was getting better at grasping the entirety of human emotions but as he tries to process what is going on in your emotions, not sure of what to make of them and honestly not even sure of what the significance of sleeping on the couch is, he starts to realize he may not be as close as he thought and he’s forced to watch the distance he felt between you before grow vaster than he thought possible. the only thing he knows for certain is he would never deny you of what you needed, including space from him.

he can only watch as you grab an extra blanket from the closet and quietly, with gentleness that wouldn’t disturb a fly, close the bedroom door behind you. he wishes you’d at least slam the door behind you, yell at him, give him some physical form of indication that you’re still mad at him, that his argument wasn’t over because this is so much worse.

despite how tired he felt before, he can’t sleep a wink and for far too long he watches the door until eventually his gaze ends up focused on the ceiling above your shared bed, images of your argument replaying in his mind, guilt building higher than the mountains he’s created in all of liyue the longer he reflects on the truth of what happened; how he spoke to you as if you were a child and he a frustrated fool only trying to make sure his point comes across, not listening to your words or seeing how wet your eyes were filled with unshed tears or when your voice was strained with every word you spoke. not changing course when you hid from him and rubbed your nose in an attempt to calm yourself, a nervous habit he knows you have and normally is the only thing to help makes it better. his heart breaks realizing this argument was never truly resolved, all while he was blinded by his feelings about it and was fine with the conclusion but this he was far from fine with. whatever this sleeping on the couch custom was, he hated it, it makes him want nothing more than to hold you in his arms. 

hoping you’ll forgive him for not respecting your wishes to be alone, he makes his way down the hallway, his heart stopping him in his tracks when he sees you balled up uncomfortably on the couch, your wet cheeks glistening in the light coming from the bedroom. you must have only fallen asleep a little while ago, with your heart so full of anguish he had caused. watching you now he’s never felt so small, a pebble amongst the tallest mountains that threaten to collapse against his aching chest. 

he couldn’t let this continue. 

“z-zhongli?” your voice croaks at the feeling of being moved, strong arms adorned in black and gold bringing you safely against the chest that holds that heart that belongs to you. you're too tired to fight it, but even if you weren’t you aren’t sure you’d resist his touch or that your hands could ever resist the warmth of his chest. “what -”

“this isn’t right.” he whispers as he takes steady steps away from the living room to where you rightfully belong; in the comfort and safety of his arms. his forehead resting tenderly against yours. the smell of him invades your senses, calms your racing heart, makes it hard to fight off the sleep you both desperately need. “forgive me, for not letting you sleep on the couch, for not realizing my actions and how they hurt you sooner.”

he’s so thankful you don’t try to get out of his arms and a wave of relief washes over him when he places you into the silky sheet and lets go of you, making his way to his side of the bed but you don’t get up to leave. still, the anxiousness- while much less than it was before - pumped through his veins at the uncertainty of if you wanted or needed to hear his apologies now, if he was allowed to touch you, if he had done the -

all of his thoughts and worries stop when the bed dips as you scoot to his side and press against him, accepting being wrapped in his arms with a tired mumble of his name that has him pulling you flush against his chest. his lips press against your forehead, the love they hold seeping into your skin with every apology and confession of his love he speaks as you drift back to sleep.

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