Ass, tits or thighs? (Ft nod krai cast) (Typical warnings of NSFW, fem!reader, mentions of a lactation kink in Albedo's, possible OOC for all of them. Fight me all you want in the comments if you want. English is not my first language)
(this plot is so overused. Does that mean I care? No, I'll do whatever I want so just enjoy my analysis or whatever)
Varka: Ass
He'd be super embarrassed about this question and probably blurt out "personality" or something like that. A knight shouldn't be so improper with his lover! But sometimes you see him staring a little too long on your behind for it to be a "friendly" look when you bend over to pick something up. If he's ever holding you close to him, his hands are always on the hips or waist, just close enough to your ass but never doing anything until you ask. Basically cock blocking himself lmao
Flins: Thighs
Also the type to say "personality" but more of an endearing way than anything else. Probably be like "you are so enchanting, how could I pick just one?" So he says personality instead. Though, he's never one to complain if he gets a nice shot of your thighs, doesn't care if they're small or big. He seems like the type of guy to enjoy giving oral, so having your thighs around his head is probably a fantasy of his.
Nefer: tits
Not ashamed of her answer, and it was quite obvious. She doesn't care about your body type either. If you're flat, she likes pinching and playing with your nipples from underneath your shirt, perhaps dragging her fingers along your areola. If you're well endowed she prefers to squish your tits between her fingers to relieve stress. One thing's for certain, with those claws on her fingers your skin will hurt and look red. Good thing she has her mouth to help.
Lauma: tits
Unlike Nefer, she prefers to admire your body from afar more than anything, and she is most importantly not crude. She likes laying her head on your chest regardless if your tits are big or not. If you're ever sore she likes massaging them within her fingers, but she'll never go past your boundaries. Though, if you ask her to take a step further she wouldn't mind, after all she does have a few fantasies and needs of her own.
Nicole: thighs
If you ever asked her this question, she'd at first go on a tangent about how human evolution evolved and why we find such body parts appealing despite them being storehouses of fat for the most part. If you ask her to give a straight answer she'd say thighs. She likes it when you wear shorts, maybe when you sit down and they seem to look bigger. Regardless of their size she likes to lay her head down there and stare up at you whilst yapping about another topic. If she feels cheeky she might bite.
Alice: ass
Practically has an obsession with slapping your ass, with how red it gets from her fondling sometimes. Especially likes it if you wear a tight dress or shorts, she just loveees admiring your figure. She may be busy but that won't exactly stop her from meeting you often enough to eye-fuck you. If you have a tattoo on your lower back best believe she's kissing that senseless. Other than that, she prefers to bend you over with her strap and take you from behind.
Arlecchino: thighs
You're often the one straddling her waist while she does her paperwork, and her hands always find themselves digging into your thighs. She'll stop if it hurts, but gods does she love looking at your legs when they're properly marked by her fingers. If she's eating you out expect plenty of teeth marks around your inner thigh. When she's holding you by your waist, she finds her fingers drawing circles on your hip, to outer thigh. Also likes the feeling of control when her hands spread your thighs open.
Columbina: tits
She takes a long time to think about it, especially since she likes all parts of you and never bothered to think about these sexual questions. She eventually says tits because they're the closest to your heart. She spends the time with you mostly listening to your heartbeat, so she finds it fair to prefer your tits. If anything else, you'll sometimes find her either squeezing or pinching your nipples since she's interested on your reactions and how they feel in her palm.
Illuga: tits
He'll freak out at first if you ever ask and refuse to answer. Though, he stares at your chest a lot more than what is necessary. If you have a gap between your tits, he likes fixating on that for whatever reason, especially when he can see that gap from your top. If you don't have a gap, that's fine too because he'll still be staring at how much space your breasts take. If you allow him to touch he'd probably do it once before chickening out. If you offer a titjob he's practically jello in your arms.
Sandrone: no preference
It's either she doesn't care or she cares for all parts of you equally. There's no real problem for her anyway, she takes what's most convenient. If you're cuddling with her her hands will rest on your tits. If you're standing beside her (with no one around) she'll place a hand on her ass. She likes observing how your thighs enlarge when you sit. You can please her with almost anything.
Dottore: different per segment.
Webtorre likes your tits, Omega your ass and prime your thighs. Though, if you attempt to seduce the different versions of him with any one, it will work. Webtorre will be the more eager of the three to grab a hold of your tits. Omega usually just takes whatever chance he gets and places a hand on your ass whenever he gets the opportunity of your bending over. Prime prefers it when you're cockwarming him and your thighs wrap around his waist. He gets hard just from the feeling of your thighs.
Wanderer: no preference
Also another one that doesn't care. If he's carrying you while he's flying, his hand will subtly palm your thighs. Time to time he listens to your heartbeat, so the cushioning on your chest is appreciated. If you don't have any, that's fine too. His hands are (for the most part) on your ass when you're walking together with no one around. He's not overtly dirty too, if you don't like it then he'll immediately stop.
Albedo: tits
I know that for most of the characters you've seen me saying tits but it's more true for him than ever. He feels like the type of guy to have a lactation kink to be honest. Like, he'd research it for normal purposes and be completely normal about it but it will eventually grow on him. If you're ever pregnant with his kid he will suck your tits at least once for a taste. He's very gentle otherwise, compared to a certain Nefer.
summary; you get into a bella situation in breaking dawn. lol-
EDWARD
Absolutely heartbroken. Think back to Bella’s death in breaking dawn. He’s angry with himself for letting you go through with this—and angry with you for ‘deciding to leave him’.
“You have to accept what is.” You say, your eyes pleading with him not to make things even worse. “Because you’ve given me no choice!” He yells. Your eyes widen. “We’re supposed to be a team, remember?” You can feel a small tear rolling down your cheek. “But you’ve decided this on your own.”
“You’ve decided to leave me.”
“But you’ll still have the baby!” Edward’s golden eyes flicker over to yours with a terrifying slowness. “Do you honestly think I could ever love it or even tolerate it, if it killed you?” He asks, anger radiating through his core. “I’m sorry.” You sob as he walks out of Carlisle’s office and leaves you on the exam table.
Completely alone.
CARLISLE
Unlike his son, Carlisle is reasonable. He understands you want to keep the baby—but he still can’t find it in his heart to find any joy in the situation. He pleads with you to let him get rid of it, but in the end he lets you choose.
“Please just think about this clearly.” Carlisle pleads. You’ve both seen what’s happened to Bella when she gave birth to your ‘granddaughter’ (even though you share no blood relation). “We know what Bella went through.” He says softly, his gentle voice slightly wavering as he kneels down to your bloated stomach.
“Please.”
“I can’t, Carlisle. This is our child.” Carlisle sighs, pressing a kiss to your swollen tummy. “If you won’t change your mind, I won’t press any further.” He says, although you know it’s killing him inside to see you like this. In a few days time, you’ll go into labor and he’ll be the one delivering your demon baby.
and likely biting you to keep you with him.
JASPER
This cowboy is having a panic attack. Being an empath, he can always tell when you’re in pain—which is all the time. And it’s all his fault. He was supposed to protect you, not destroy you.
“You’re in pain again, darlin’.” Jasper observes, gently wrapping his harms around you from behind—and cradling your stomach. “I’m okay, Jasper.” You can already feel the effects of his power trying to lighten your mood. And it was working. You cant help but smile as you think about your new baby.
Jasper wasn’t as happy. None of the Cullens were.
Except Rosalie. Her and Jasper had been doting on you the entire pregnancy. Jasper had since given up on trying to convince you otherwise too. “Are you going hunting tonight?” You ask, looking up at your golden-eyed cowboy. “I was going to stay in with you tonight, darlin’.” He smiles, burying his head in your shoulder.
“Someone has to keep you company.”
ESME
Such a mother. She has years of experience in ‘parenting’ and even had a child of her own—so she knows the pain. Although, she’s even more gentle with you because of your fragile state.
“Do you need anything, dear?” Esme asks, her perfectly curled auburn hair bouncing as she trails after you. “I’m okay, Esme.” You smile, meeting her golden eyes. She can tell you’re lying. “You should really be resting.” She says, gently helping you to the couch. The baby may not be hers (because that is biologically impossible).
But you are still her mate.
Esme sits down on the couch, carefully pulling you down beside her as she softly strokes your swollen stomach. “You’re going to be an amazing mother.” She says, smiling brightly. Despite the tragic situation, Esme has succeeded in making it seem normal—like a happy, human pregnancy.
As happy as having a half-vampire baby can be.
ROSALIE
Rosalie’s always wanted a baby. She helped raise Renesmee and ever since, there’s been an infant sized hole in her undead heart. So when she hears the news of your pregnancy—she can’t help but be excited.
“Are you hungry?” Rosalie asks, handing you a ‘blood’ smoothie that she had poured herself. Carlisle had first introduced them to you after you started losing an unhealthy amount of weight due to the demon inside you (as the other cullens believed). “A little.” You sigh. You always were.
You couldn’t help the craving for blood deep inside you.
Rosalie places the smoothie on the coffee table in front of you. She hated seeing you sickly—but at the same time, she couldn’t wait to meet her mate’s new baby. “Have you thought of any names yet?” She asks sweetly, bringing the smoothie to your lips. “Not yet.” you confess shyly.
“We still have time.” She smiles.
ALICE
Since she’s able to see into the future, she knows of your pregnancy before it even happens—and tries everything to prevent it. But when it still happens anyways; she couldn’t be more distraught.
“That thing is killing you!” Alice yells, frustrated by your insistence to keep the monster that was slowly killing you from the inside out. “Call it what it is, Alice!” You cry. “A baby.” Alice lets out a deep sigh, walking over to you and gently hugging your nearly bone thin form. It hurt her to see you like this.
“I cant let it hurt you.”
“I’m going to be okay, Alice.” You smile weakly. “If things go south, Carlisle can just turn me at the last second.” There was no guarantee he could—but you had hope. “And think of all the fun we can have together.” You gently take her cold hands into yours, stealing a glance into her warm gaze.
“Together.”
EMMETT
Very excited, but nervous dad vibes. On one hand, he can’t wait to play with the new kid (and watch football with it), but on the other, he feels overwhelming guilt for putting you through this much pain.
“Do you have any name ideas?” You ask your mate as you sit down on the soft leather couch, holding a ‘blood smoothie.’ “I was thinking Logan or Gabe.” He chuckles, before abruptly looking down at your exhausted form. Bruises covered your body and your face reeked of exhaustion. Emmett couldn’t help but feel guilty.
“What’s wrong?” You ask, gently grabbing one of his frozen hands.
Emmett can’t even form the words. It’s strange. Usually he’s such a fun loving guy—but seeing you like this really changed him. “Why don’t we watch a comedy?” He suggests, grabbing the remote and changing the subject. He was good at distracting you from the pain. “What movie do you want to watch?” He asks, pulling you close.
JUST WITH YOU !
۶۟ৎ how they act when it's just the two of you. alternatively, the sides of them you see as their partner.
pairings (separate): albedo, alice, eula, jean, kaeya, lisa, mona, and varka x reader
— established relationship for all, fem!reader in alice's, eula's, kaeya's, and varka's, drinking in lisa's, talks of marriage in mona's, non-sexual nudity in jean's, klee / alice being a mom also pretty central in hers, maybe some swearing, otherwise gender neutral and inclusive. as always, please tell me if i missed any warnings.
ALBEDO, strangely enough, finds himself far more interested in you than any research. He doesn’t feel tempted to talk about or explore his alchemical pursuits as much as normal, far more content to spend quiet moments where it feels like time is suspended and his focus narrows to your breathing, your pulse, and the warmth of your smile and affections. He feels the most human with you because he drops all walls to be present in his adoration of you, too focused in his attentions to keep the mask.
“Do you have anything time-sensitive this week?” you ask softly, fingers twining through his hair as you braid the blonde locks rather sloppily — it’s just to hold the hair off his skin while the hair mask sits, it’ll be taken out and washed soon enough. “In Dragonspine, I mean.”
“No,” Albedo murmurs, melting against you as your nails scratch his scalp and briefly dip down to massage his shoulders. “There’s not much I need to test.”
“Really?” You seem surprised, fingers stilling for a beat too long. “You didn’t saddle Sucrose with finishing your experiment, did you?”
He laughs lightly and tilts his head back to look up at you, studying the flush of your skin under the amber lamplight and the twinkle of fondness that brightens your eyes. “I am not running any experiments right now,” Albedo reassures. “I’m not forcing work on her. I just wanted to be here.”
You pout, soft and distracted, this minimal movement that he thinks should be drawn and immortalized — that is something he should test, he thinks, what comments and behaviors draw each of your facial expressions out. “Why?”
“I haven’t seen you. I wanted to,” Albedo says it like it’s nothing, but he feels your pulse race. That is a pleasing result. “I will go back on the mountain soon enough. But for now—” he turns where he sits between your knees and presses a kiss right over the fluttery pulse in your wrist. “I am quite happy to be here with you.”
ALICE is a very playful woman, and she delights in crafting experiences, finding comfort in structure. But it takes effort to be as warm and high energy as she is, while managing or creating all that she does. When she’s with you, she sheds some of that responsibility. She is still fun and light, but in a return to youthful spontaneity. Alice also shares her burdens with you, appreciating the way you accept her at both her most energetic, and her most mellow.
“Do you think Klee liked me?” you ask softly, turning to face Alice. Her hand slides up to your waist from where it’d been resting on your hip to gently caress you through your chiffon nightgown. “I think I played along well.”
She smiles at you and nods, just barely. Confirmation of Klee’s tacit approval. “She was utterly taken with you.”
“So she takes after her mother in more than one way,” an allusion to Klee’s looks, an affirmation of Alice’s own beauty — one she clearly catches by the wry lilt to her mouth before she leans closer and presses a gentle kiss to your shoulder.
“Of course she does,” she chuckles. “And she shares my discerning taste.”
A few moments of silence, your hand carding through her face-framing strands and tucking them behind her ear. The steady thrum of her heartbeat as she nestles closer against you.
“You do have to play along better as Dodoco though, I’m afraid. You were, quite remarkably… not a Dodoco.”
You laugh. “I didn’t do very well, did I..?” You know you hadn’t — you couldn’t keep the voices straight, nor could you improvise as well as your lover. “Can I expect to get remedial lessons from the master?”
Alice huffs out an amused breath. “It’ll be necessary, I’m afraid. You have to be a better actor.”
“Mm,” you kiss her, slow and lingering. “Do I at least sell the role of ‘I-love-your-mom-very-much?’”
“That was never a question.”
EULA often uses the idea of vengeance as an excuse to be close with people while upholding the reputation and expectations people have from her last name. With you, she is more openly sincere about simply wanting your company — what is the point of seeking vengeance upon your transgressions when she can, instead, simply delight in the feather-light kisses you press to her cheek, and the delightful turn to the corner of your mouth as you tease her?
“Eula!” you call excitedly, and she tears her attention from the dandelion seeds blowing through the wind to look at you. “Sara from Good Hunter has a new coffee imported, can we try it?”
She laughs, soft and short. “I do not control your wallet.” But she comes over to you anyways, smiling despite herself when you make a soft whining noise and kiss her cheek. Your pleading eyes will always win her over, round and loving and so full of light. “Alright. We’ll share.”
Your grin is giddy and you skip away to order. Your hands, suspiciously, also clutch a pastry bag tightly when you return to her side.
“Did it speak to you?” She drawls slowly, glancing pointedly at the brown bag as she pulls out your chair before settling next to you.
“Mhm!” you chirp, tilting your head at her. “Will you seek vengeance on the Good Hunter if you like it?” Teasingly, you shield it from her sight with your hand. “You have to promise to spare them.”
Eula locks her pinky with yours when you outstretch. “I will spare everything you love from my vengeance, silly girl. I’ve got a long enough list to get through.”
You smile. “I’ll help you complete it one day. For now, try this!”
And you push the pastry bag over to her, delight crinkling the corner of your eyes when she shares that she does, in fact, enjoy the taste. Though she finds that the sweetness of your company is what she enjoys the most.
JEAN is busy, and a workaholic on top of her already strict schedule. As tightly strung as she is, she finds you ease her anxieties and allow her to slow down. When she’s with you, she takes the time to admire the beauty around her and breathe it in. She’s even, finally, into the habit of leaving responsibilities on the doorstep when she comes home to you.
“Long day?” you ask, pouring another warm cup of water over her hair. “You’re quiet.”
“Not longer than normal,” Jean sighs happily, letting you do the work to get her hair clean. “I just missed you.”
“Yeah?” you’re pleased by the admission, and even more happy with how she leans into your palm and looks up at you with soft blue eyes, fluttery dark lashes, and a soft smile dancing across her lips. “You look beautiful.”
The pink that blooms on her cheeks is rewarding. “Thank you…” she glances down shyly, and focuses on drawing shapes on the surface of the water, entranced by the ripples. “I think I might take a week off soon. Now that Grand Master Varka is back.”
You stop washing her hair momentarily, studying her expression to find it completely serious. “What would you like to do?”
Jean smiles. “How do you feel about traveling? It’s okay if you want to stay in Mondstadt, too,” she sinks a little lower into the water, letting the warmth soak into her tired muscles. “I just want to spend it with you.”
KAEYA lets the facade fade away when he’s with you. He’s charming, flirtatious and playful. Everyone knows of him, but few get past the quips and jokes and flattery — with you, he’s clingy and far more vulnerable when stripped of all his bravado. It’s far more endearing, though you’d never tell him. The way he wilts when you have somewhere else to be, and the silent undercurrent of please stay a little longer in his kisses and playful jabs makes leaving all the more bitter, and homecomings sweeter.
“And here I thought you forgot about me,” Kaeya muses, pressing a kiss to your hairline and inhaling the scent of your shampoo. He tucked you into him as soon as you came through the doorway, leaving your belongings strewn haphazardly in the foyer — he couldn’t care less about the mess, really, needing you, firm and warm and real, against him and under his chin, legs tangled together on the couch as his hands absently trace shapes on your thigh until goosebumps prickle your skin. “Miss adventurer, too busy to come home, hm?”
Please come home more.
“I wouldn’t dare,” you soothe, kissing his jaw slowly, smiling against the skin when he shudders. You preen under his heavy and greedy gaze, the firmness of his grasp on you. “Such a handsome man waiting for me back home… I nearly trip over myself in my rush to get back.”
Kaeya laughs softly. “Flatterer.”
“I learned from the best,” you smile up at him, and he gives a pleased little hum before pressing kisses to your cheeks and nose before gently grasping your chin and tilting you up to give him a real kiss. He melts into you, forehead resting on yours when you pull back to breathe. “Mimicry is the sincerest form of flattery, right? What’s the hurry?” — you draw it out like he does, grinning when he looks up at you, disgruntled and disbelieving and so sweet — “we have all day to catch up.”
“We do, but we might as well make up for lost time.”
And then he kisses you, properly, with the hunger of a man who has felt your absence acutely, and for far too long.
LISA is less flirty with you, in a way that confuses strangers the first time they meet you as a couple. But the love in her eyes, gentle way she protects and takes care of you, and comfort she clearly finds in your presence leaves no question as to what you are. While she loves lazy days, she is the type to sacrifice her comfort or days off to do something you’d like, or to pick up slack when you’re busy.
“You want to go home?” Lisa asks softly, blocking the rowdy chatter of the Knights from you by placing herself between their table and where you sit at the bar. “You look weary, darling.”
“A little,” you admit, sipping your beer. “Just a bit overwhelmed. I think I’d be fine with some fresh air. It’s been so long since we’ve seen everyone.”
It was true, it’d been a long time since the Knights had such a celebration — and you would be shocked that Diluc let them take over the Angel’s Share, but he was a shrewd businessman and fond of the people, even if he disliked the organization itself — and you did not want to say goodbye just yet.
Lisa offers you her hand and helps you off the stool. “Come on, then,” she smiles, and you’re a little entranced by the low light and the way it glimmers in her eyes like jades. Her makeup looks beautiful, you think, and you make a mental note to tell her that. “Let’s get you that air.”
She lets you lean into her and kisses your temple quickly before guiding you outside, hand and hand. You faintly hear a knight cheer, probably from the show of affection, and Lisa laughs softly. “They act so surprised. Shouldn’t it be obvious? A cutie as lovely as you… of course I snatched you right up.”
You smile, a little hazy and warm, and definitely flattered. “You look especially beautiful tonight,” you murmur, caught on the glitter of her eyeshadow. “Like the finest of jewels.”
MONA is a prideful person. She hates to admit when she needs help. Yet, she often asks you for favors — not that she needs your assistance with them. No, Mona likes to ask for small favors or point things out as bids for your attention, rather than from a genuine need. It’s normally something like opening a tightly screwed on lid, or looking at the sky when the stars are particularly beautiful. She seeks for you to entertain and humor her and delights in it when you play along. And, though she won’t admit it, it has made her less prideful over time, because she feels excited about how you will respond instead of feeling ashamed she needs support.
“Look,” Mona points up at the sky. “Your future is in there.”
“Mm, not the water?” you question, but you dutifully follow her direction to look at the twinkling stars and the lonesome cloud that is slowly drifting by.
Mona huffs. “It’s in the water when I’m looking at it. Otherwise, it’s written in the stars.”
You nod and shuffle closer to her, resting your hand on her thigh and barely stifling a smile when she shivers. “And what does it show you? Am I always by your side?”
She hums, and you look at the blush that dusts her nose and across her cheeks. Cute. “Obviously. But we don’t need astrology and hydromancy for that.”
“No?” you brush a strand of hair behind her ear so you can really look at her: how delicate her features are, the flutter of her lashes as she blinks back her shyness, and the small freckles that’ve formed on her skin from how many days you’ve spent together recently, adventuring and soaking in the sun.
“No. But it would be nice for some sign…” you nod to let her know to continue, and she points dramatically at her ring finger.
“I’ll keep that in mind.” You already had it in mind, but she didn’t need to know. It’d be a shame if you or the stars were to spoil your surprise.
VARKA lets himself be selfish with you. He likes to throw aside his ambitions and goals to be a savior, to lessen the burdens of others. His energy spent elsewhere can make him negligent in his attentions back home. But he can’t bear the thought of losing you, and that motivates him to be less self-sacrificing. If he has no energy for himself, there is no Varka for you to love, just Grand Master of the Knights of Favonius. He finds himself asking for more, being clingy, and puffing up all proud when he has your eyes and attention. His focus turns inwards when it lets him build a life with you.
“Pay attention to me,” Varka demands. Really, it’s more of a whine, a pitiful plea for your attention to shift from your art to him.
“Varka,” you sigh, carefully painting on the glaze. “Just give me five minutes, my love.”
He makes a sad sound, and you can imagine what he wants to say, even hear it in his voice — Oh, you can’t spare a second for me? You’re a cruel mistress, angel. I’m dying. I’m suffering. And you won’t spare me a glance! — but he does, to his credit, sit there silently on the couch and wait. His arms may be crossed, and he may have a pout on his face. But he does wait.
And it is good he does, because the ceramics you were glazing were for Jean, to thank her for everything she does for him (and you had told him quite firmly he would apologize for putting all his work on her when he delivered it, too). And she deserved to be given those gifts without them being half-assed.
“Okay,” you announce after carefully checking the pieces and cleaning off your table. “I’m all yours, you big oaf.”
He grins, outstretching his arms and humming happily when you sink into them. “Finally,” he hums, contented by the way you meld perfectly against his chest. “My pretty girl’s all mine again.”
“I was yours five minutes ago, too,” you deadpan. “You are ridiculous.”
He shrugs. “Who wouldn’t be? Girl like you and you’re not on your knees, begging for a scrap of attention? Something’s gotta be wrong there…”
“Varka.” A warning.
“Alright, fine,” he laughs, all boyish and bright. An acquiescence to stop flustering you for now. “But you will pay attention to me now, right?”
You kiss him to shut him up, in lieu of dignifying the question with words.
It gets your answer across just as well.
۶۟ৎ nyx's notes: i don't really know how i want to format reactions, apologies if it's a little weird.. i think i like most of these though. there's a few that don't feel perfect but i wanted to keep everything at 300 words or less and be supplemental vignettes for the indented sections. hopefully that comes across. also, notably, mondstadt cast (not all of them, but who i could think of ideas for. i have the other casts in the same document, just no writing)
Hoyoverse Characters as Minecraft Players mini hcs
Cws: you share a base and very minimal swearing. Not proofread. If you enjoy consider liking, commenting, or reblogging!!
Sunday
- Sunday wants to protect you while you’re playing but he genuinely sucks so bad that he dies constantly.
- He’ll try warn you about a creeper coming up behind you only for you to turn around and see him and a chunk of your house blown up.
- So you may just have to banish him into exclusively decorating and farming and your shared home.
Childe
- Unlike Sunday; Childe actually can get shit done when it comes to fighting and being able to protect you.
- Unfortunately though he finds the fighting part so fun that he HAS to spawn and piss off as many wardens as possible so he can 1v1 them. So if you’re scared of wardens good luck, you know what don’t even tell bro that you found an ancient city.
- But I mean at least he’s so good at fighting you’ll never have to worry about dying to hostile mobs :)
Silver Wolf
- Silver Wolf is a mod connoisseur. She has so many mods that it’s genuinely surprising that either of your computers are surviving.
- She prefers mods that make the game more challenging, rpg like add-ons and even some cosmetic ones. She will gladly add any of your favorite ones too!!
- Also don’t worry if you have trouble adding mods to your game; she’s had to teach blade and firefly to do the same; so teaching you will be a piece of cake for her ✌️
Dottore
- lowkey i think he would enjoy Minecraft educational edition and the create mod; but besides that he would definitely be a redstone nerd.
- Dottore definitely has an automatic farm for absolutely everything. Your shared base has redstone contraptions of all sorts; a lot of which he made specifically to help you with tasks. I can already see him recreating working ruin guards in your world; rip buddy because that thing will absolutely kill your player. 🙏
Alice (ZZZ)
- Decorator and Resident Flower Picker. Yes both your house and garden is absolutely symmetrical, from the shape of your place down to the colours of the flowers being the same on each side.
- Please do not count on her to protect your ass from anything or anyone. If anything you gotta be the one to protect her. It’s not even that she’s bad at protecting you it’s just she would rather do things that are more fun than that!! Definitely a peaceful mode player if you’ll allow her to ♡
Bonus!! Klee !
- World’s most destructive miner! (Yes this is lowk a joke but it’s so me coded) Klee definitely strikes me as someone who got told off for griefing someone’s base once so now she blows up caves and the nether looking for ores/netherite.
- She’ll dig a little tunnel, place tnt, then back up a little and repeat until she somehow comes home with stacks of ores.
a/n: bro i need her so mf bad. she's gorgeous. like her designs EATS so hard. she's stunning.
she thinks you're the cutest thing in the world (next to klee, of course). she likes to squeeze your face, pinch your cheeks, press kisses all over you.
she's super affectionate and touchy, always showing off your matching rings, holding your hand/arm wherever you go.
in the bedroom, alice is absolutely the teasing type of dom. she likes it when you whine and cry. she likes to make you beg for her. she loves the way you get all desperate for her. you're so adorable to her!
she also loves to experiment with you, tying you up in pretty red ribbons, teasing you with all sorts of toys until you're completely spent on her bed. she'll learn fancy ways to tie you up all pretty for her to put you on display.
with your wrists tied behind your back, she'll sit you on her lap, teasing your chest, grazing over the spots you so desperately need her to touch. she'll delight in your mewls and pleas for her, only to continue teasing you.
oh, and alice is also all about fucking you with her impressive strap collection. she's had plenty of time to gather quite a few pretty ones, all different lengths and sizes, to use on you while you squirm beneath her.
she's got pretty crazy stamina despite her age, so prepare for a night full of edging, followed by amazing orgasms, and inevitable overstimulation. you'll have to remind her to give you a break, otherwise she'll keep going to see if she can break your record for most orgasms in one night.
Could you please write the cullen couples having a third?
THE CULLEN COUPLES' REACTION TO HAVING A THIRD MATE:
a/n: sure! here you go. If there's any mistakes here, my apologies. i made this at around 3 am, i think, i don't remember but that's what sleepless/sleepy nights do to you. i am also trying to do all the requests, but it's a little hard to do it in order since i have a lot in my drafts rn.
masterlists & requests: before you go, have a glass of wine or better yet, recommend a good bottle. any kind of message is always a delight.
EDWARD CULLEN & BELLA SWAN-CULLEN
Having a third mate is incredibly rare, so Edward was honestly stunned when he felt that same pull toward you, which was the exact thing he’d felt with Bella. It shook him because even though he’d already gone through this once, it was different now. He had Bella, and he noticed the way she looked at you too: a mix of awe, curiosity, and that weird confusion that comes with recognizing a bond she didn’t expect. She wanted to see you, to be closer to you, and Edward was dying to know if you felt it too, which you most likely did.
They weren’t against the idea of another mate, and they definitely didn’t reject you. They were just cautious. A lot of it depended on what you were.
If you were human and they met you after Bella was turned, it would bring back all those risks and memories of what happened with her. Basically another dangerous repeat. But if they met you before Bella’s transformation, you and Bella would probably connect even faster, since you’d both know what it feels like to be the only humans in a house full of vampires. Not that either of you would leave Edward out.
If you were a shapeshifter, things get more complicated. There’s a real chance you might reject them first. The Cullens have a long history with shapeshifters, and not always good, so that tension can get in the way of any romantic bond. But if you did accept them, Edward and Bella wouldn’t have to worry about your mortality anymore. You’d age slowly alongside them, which takes away the fear of losing you.
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CARLISLE CULLEN & ESME CULLEN
They were completely stunned by the discovery. You were probably working at the same hospital as Carlisle, which is where you first met him and Esme, when she stopped by to help volunteer. They weren’t shocked because they didn’t want another soulmate, but because they simply never expected one. Carlisle and Esme were the oldest couple in the family, the “parents,” and they were perfectly content being just that.
Still, finding you didn’t scare them. If anything, they were actually thrilled about it.
They’re easily the most welcoming pair when it comes to accepting you as their third soulmate. And the best part is: it doesn’t matter what you are. Human, vampire, shapeshifter—none of it changes the way they feel about you. If you were human, though, they would never push immortality on you. They’d only consider turning you if it was something you truly wanted or if you were in unbearable pain. Otherwise, they’d treasure your humanity for as long as you had it.
They adore you. Deeply. And they genuinely want to make the relationship work.
Out of all the couples, they take it the most lightly. They didn’t panic or spiral like some of the others did when they found their third mate, they just accepted it. Accepted you, and it was calm, soft and surprisingly chill.
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ALICE CULLEN & JASPER HALE-CULLEN
They weren’t shocked at all when they first met you because thanks to Alice’s visions, they already knew you were their soulmate. The shock had happened earlier, when Alice first saw you in one of her visions and nearly jumped out of her seat. Alice was ecstatic, glowing with excitement, while Jasper was happy but also a little overwhelmed. He needed time to process it, and during that time, they tried to learn as much as they could about you through Alice’s glimpses.
Jasper’s worries depended on what you were. If you were human, he feared hurting you because of his bloodlust, no matter how hard he tried to control it. If you were a vampire, he worried you’d see him as weak—someone who still struggled with blood control even after years of practice.
When you finally met them, Alice was the one who pulled you into everything right away. She wanted you involved, wanted you close, and she acted like you’d been part of their world forever. Jasper followed along quietly, staying close to you both. He tried to socialize whenever Alice got distracted or when there was a pause in the conversation.
Things got more complicated if you were a shapeshifter. They were cautious. Not because they disliked you, but because of the stereotypes they’d been told, the same ones that were obvious during Alice’s interactions with Jacob in New Moon. And to be honest, if you were a shapeshifter, you might reject them at first because of those views.
But it can work out. If they set aside their assumptions, open their minds, acknowledge the harm those stereotypes caused, and genuinely apologize, the three of you can rebuild that trust. And once that happens, the bond becomes even stronger because it’s built on honesty and growth.
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ROSALIE HALE-CULLEN & EMMETT CULLEN
While Emmett is easily the chillest about having a third mate—literally ecstatic, loud about it, and ready to claim you on the spot—Rosalie is one of the most cautious, right next to Edward. It’s not that she doesn’t trust you. She does want to get to know you, just like Emmett does. But opening her heart again after everything she’s been through and that’s hard for her. Years of betrayal and trauma don’t fade easily.
She might even act a little rude at first, intentionally putting up walls to protect herself. But honestly? You’d break down those defenses pretty fast. Rosalie has a soft spot for the people she loves, even if she tries to hide it, and she ends up adoring you way sooner than she wants to admit.
Emmett, of course, is the one joking with you, pulling you along to do stupid fun things, and learning everything about you from day one. Rosalie, in the beginning, might stand back, not talk much, roll her eyes at Emmett’s antics, but she’s always listening. She pays attention to everything you two say, even when she pretends she’s not. It’s one of her love languages: being present, staying aware, caring quietly before she’s ready to care loudly.
As you grow closer, her love starts showing more and more. She becomes the one dragging you out for shopping trips, or insisting on helping you with things, or just wanting you near her. Meanwhile, Emmett gets more comfortable too, opening up deeper parts of himself and sharing things he usually keeps hidden beneath jokes.
As for what you are, whether a vampire or shapeshifter, it doesn’t matter to them. They’d accept you either way. But if you’re human, it gets complicated. Rosalie has always wanted a human life: aging naturally, having a family, experiencing the things she lost. A part of her might want that for you too. And yet, she also knows being human puts you in danger just by being with them. It’s a dilemma for her—loving you, wanting you safe, and wanting you happy, even if it conflicts with her fears and wishes.
If you still take requests, have you ever thought about who’s gentle and who’s mean among the genshin women?
Yessir I have!! I’m not gonna go thru them all because that’s SO MANY but I’ll point out a few :) also I didn’t realize until after I wrote Zhongli that you said Genshin women…errr I mean technically he was a woman at some point right?
Gentle: Columbina, fem! Zhongli, Lauma
Cw: 18+ content, nothing else really
Columbina’s touch is like clouds. It’s soft and light as her fingertips leave traces across your skin, drawing lines from your chest to most private areas. Soft hums are sung into your ear as her digits dance around your clit, matching your own soft moans. Moonlight filters through the branches of the trees, making the goddess seem ever more beautiful than ever. She’s breathtaking, in a dove-like way. She’s delicate, not just her but the way she touches you. Her eyes (which rarely open), look at you with such devotion and love as she presses kisses to your neck.
Columbina is the gentlest of them all, the damselette truly living up to her name. As she thrusts her fingers into your cunt, sweet nothings are sung to you, guiding you though your love-making. And when you finally cum, she cleans you up nicely, making sure you look just as perfect as ever.
Zhongli isn’t as rough as you thought she would be. The great dragon, former geo archon of Liyue prefers to take her time with you. She starts slowly, pressing feather-light kisses to your lips, your cheeks, your neck, making her way down ever so slightly. As she works, her hands delicately remove whatever clothes you may have one, perhaps taking a quick squeeze of your breasts and hips along the way. It’s agonizing, how long she makes you wait, but eventually she gives you what you want.
Age is a gift for Zhongli (and by extension you), as it allows her to masterfully work you open. No spot is left untouched, as she slowly works you open. Moans are drawn out of your pretty lips while Zhongli stares, watching intently. Like all the other things she has collected throughout the years, she likes to savor you, bringing you to your climax with ease and gentleness.
Lauma values things close to her, and that includes you. She makes sure your needs are met, that you never go a day with struggle, that at all times your comfortable and never want for anything. This reflects in the way she treats your during your rare alone time with her, where she worships you like your the moon goddess herself. Her hands grasp your face tenderly as she presses kisses to your lips. She praises your non-stop, her lips whispering words of your beauty as she moves herself lower. Lauma prefers to taste you herself, to make sure you feel the full-extent of her love.
But she’s never mean, or demanding. Every moment is dedicated to you and your pleasure. Her nails never pierce skin as she rolls your nipples or hold your thighs open. Lauma is an expert at your body by now, knowing exactly what makes you tick, so it’s no surprise as your cum quickly under her masterful work. As your still panting, trying to catch your breathe, Lauma is already cleaning you up, just as delicately as before.
HM gentle girls: Jean, Navia, Raiden, Zibai
Mean: Yae Miko, Sandrone, Alice
Cw: scratching, degradation, edging, Sandrone has a cock
A bully is how you would describe Yae Miko in bed. Every moment she has you pinned under her is a moment spent in absolute torture, with her long nails poking and scratching at your skin and her sharp teeth leaving bites on your lips. She takes full advantage of your exposed chest to pinch and pull at your breasts, squeezing handfuls and when that gets boring she torments your nipples. Her sly tongue whispers dirty words in your ear, mocking you for your quick heart rate and absolutely soaked cunt. While zhongli takes her time to be gentle, Yae miko takes her time to be mean!
You’ll be waiting forever until she decides you’ve earned her touch at your precious little areas, eventually giving in and whining for her to touch you. With a laugh and a grin, she finally presses her lithe fingers in your awaiting cunt. It’s amazing, finally being able to get some stimulation! You can feel your release building, body twitching as you’re ready to finally get your hard-earned prize…but oh, Yae doesn’t want that yet :( so with great despair you watch as she pulls her drenched fingers of your cunt, mocking you lovingly.
Sandrone lays beneath you as your hand slowly pumps up and down around her cock, her face flushed as she stares with contempt at your “pitiful attempt to get her off” and “lazy movements”. Despite you doing most of the work, Sandrone always has something mean to say. She’s very bossy, preferring to order you around in the bed like she isn’t the one bottoming! She’s so rude about it too, always insulting you and rolling her eyes—but her cock is always hard as a rock in spite of her words. Her hips always subconsciously lift themselves up to get more of you, to get you do more.
Sandrone is so lucky to have somebody like you, but she’ll try her best to make sure you never know! However, she always short-circuits eventually. It doesn’t take very long to have her mewling and squirming under your touch, slipping in small begs between insults. Her face is beet-red, chest heaving but she’ll still call you “good for nothing” as she’s actively cuming into your hand. And she also won’t help you clean up >:( how rude!
If Yae Miko was bad, you haven’t experienced Alice. The absolute biggest bully around, and it makes you worry for klee’s future if this is how her mother treats something she loves! Alice has you quaking in spot as she pulls out all the tricks. It feels like her hands are everywhere all at once, pinching and pulling and grabbing your flesh. You can’t even complain, because last time you did she made sure you were quiet for the rest of it :( she loves to play games with you, like edging you until you cry or seeing how long she has to suck in order to leave a mark.
Cumming is never a guarantee with her, as it completely depends on her whims that day. Sometimes, you cum so much your head swims and your vision goes white. Other times? You’re left aching for days, cunt dripping wet with no release. Alice does love to press soft kisses to your lips though, something that remains consistent despite her ever-changing sexual adventures with you. You just hope she lets you cum this time!
Hm mean girls: Yelan, nefer, skirk, ningguang, lisa
alice (featuring klee) x fem! traveler! (not lumine) reader is a step-mom , w/w, fluff
the whole family gets a timeout after late night bombing. part of the mini series but i made reader fem this time, byeeeee im taking a nap
“ oh my days, these poor fishes. . “ you mumbled, idly watching your lovely wife and child happily throwing bombs into starfell lake in the middle of the night. lord knows why would you even let these two come out this late. alice wanted klee to try out the little bombs she made recently and do some bonding activities for the first time in a while. of course, you didn’t mind bonding after your long-awaited return back to your family or klee’s little knack for making bombs, but—why does it gotta be this lake every time though? well, at least whoever finds the aftermath (probably a lucky traveler) gets to have free fishes to eat. if you were that lucky person, you’d would of been set for food for a few days.
the small child joyfully throws another set of ticking bombs in the water and a few moments later, several loud explosions go off. dead fishes float up to the top. you’re actually so surprised the guards haven’t scurried up here to stop you three. paimon wasn’t wrong about mondstadt being heavy sleepers. if that’s the case, then who in the world snitches on your precious klee?
“ dun-dun-da-dunnn! “ klee adorably sings, smiling jubilant at another success attempt.
“ dun-dun-da-dun~! “ alice singsongs, holding klee’s remaining wonderful creations in her arms.
“ that was a good one, klee! you’re doing great sweetie! “ you clapped, grinning sweetly at the joyous little girl. this is madness but the only madness you tolerate from a little cutie like her and the beautiful woman next to you.
“ thank you, mommy! do you wanna try with me this time? “
“ oh. .um? “
alice laughs benevolently at your taken aback reaction, “ oh, come on, dear! why not have a go at it? you’ve been busy traveling the continent and dealing with icky diplomatic matters between nations with lumine; let’s unwind hon! “
“ yeah! i wanna see you have fun! “ klee hops over to hug your leg, giving you the doe eyes that you absolutely cannot resist. a knowing chuckle escapes beside you as alice witnesses the flustered expression on your dazzling visage. and just like that, you’re already snatched up by klee’s adorable charm. long before she married you, you’ve always had a weak spot for klee and never once had said no to her. when you first met her as a baby to be her babysitter, you instantly clicked with her. klee’s gummy smiles and giggles was always there with you. alice knew she made the right choice and of course, she had to brag about it to the witches. while alice was away to protect the barriers, you spoiled klee rotten. by the time she returned back to your temporary home in liyue after a few months, you and her baby was the bestest friends. gosh, it broke her heart when klee had to be separated from you so you can go back to traveling. she was bawling her little eyes out for a few days.
not to mention, alice herself was utterly bewitched by your charms for quite some time then too. the fact that klee adored you was just a magnificent bonus. you’re quite frankly wonderful and it would be a shame if she didn’t make you her darling before anyone else did.
“ alright, alright. “ a playful hand comes down to lightly pinch klee’s squishy cheeks. “ i’ll throw one bomb, princess. “
klee cheers, jumping up and down excitedly, “ yay! mom, can you pretty please give her the special one i made for her? “
your face taut with puzzlement. “ special one? “
“ why, of course! here, love. “ your wife gives you a quick kiss on the cheek as she hands you a particular bomb that looks just like you—but cutely painted drawn by your babygurl klee. “ d’awww, is that me, sweets? i look almost as pretty as you. “ you cooed, fondly inspecting the creation. actually, it feels a little heavier in your hand than usual.
“ so. .besides your cute artwork of me klee, what’s special about it? “
she twiddles her fingers, swaying side to side with a cheeky smile.
“ not telling, mommy~ you gotta find out! “
“ alice? “ you give the older woman a quizzical look. she just continues to lovingly smile at you, orange eyes crinkling.
“ don’t peek over at me, sweetums! i’m not loosening my lips either! this is a little surprise our little angel made for you before your return to mondstadt! she was so excited, she was practically beaming last night and could hardly sleep. “
you quietly look down to only be met with expectant innocent eyes you’d never disappoint. your shoulders shudder as you sighed.
“ alright, girlies. stand back then, i wanna see what the surprise that’s in store for me. “
giddy, klee skips over to alice and gets gathered up by her arms as you prepared to throw the bomb.
“ 1, 2, 3! “
as soon as you threw the bomb into the water, the ground shook and rumbled like a growling stomach. you nearly cussed while your two girls laughed as a biggg explosion and splash of water that was more than 10 feet high in the air, towered far over your heads. “ lord have mercy. . “ you mumbled, casually lifting up a finger to create a decently-large ameno shield around you, alice, and klee so the water doesn’t soak your clothings. afterwards, little fireworks pop out and crackle in the chaotic atmosphere.
while the dead fish plopped to the grass, you nearly burst out into tears; a pretty drawing of what seems to be you, klee, and alice holding hands together formulates right in front of your eyes. you’re so glad to be a step-mother.
this is so worth the solitary confinement.
“ uno, uno! “
“ wha—hey! alice, did you give klee some special good luck spell or something? this is the second time she won! ughhhhh! “
“ hehehe, nope! it seems like klee is just good at everything she does! as expected, of course. “
four pairs of ears listen by the heavy, wooden door as the family of three continue to bicker and play games behind it. paimon raises a brow, rubbing her chin thoughtfully.
“ uhh, are you sure this is solitary confinement? it seems like a casual family game time for them. “
lumine merely shrugs while the two guards scratches the back of their heads awkwardly.
